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eretzyisrael · 2 years
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The one on the left is the late Tovia Leib Cziment.
The boy on the right is Juda Kleinhandler.
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burningaurora · 2 years
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Day 3 - [Podfic] Let There Be Light by @sliebman10
One-shot | Length: 10:19 | Rating: M
Light, The Best Latkes, & Gifts Sirius and Remus celebrate Hanukkah with their friends and family.
Listen on: AO3 | Streaming
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heritageposts · 20 days
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icemankazansky86 · 6 months
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This little ✨Sir✨ is everything good in the world and must be protected at all costs
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nesyanast · 10 months
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“Yentl—you have the soul of a man.”
“So why was I born a woman?”
“Even Heaven makes mistakes.”
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Yentl, the Yeshiva Boy by Isaac Bashevis Singer
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frodo-a-gogo · 1 month
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the lovely jewish-kermit commissioned me to do a cover for their fic A Cage, In Search of a Bird. I recommend you give it a read! also feel free to pm me, my comms are open.
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kintsugikalliope · 3 months
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forced at gunpoint to make this (did you get the joke please tell me you got it)
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skydaemon · 11 days
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stbot · 1 year
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I've been thinking lately... maybe I should stop worrying so much about why I feel something and just feel it.
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Honestly major props to Dead Boy Detectives. Made Esther Finch, the witch who consumes the life force of little girls, a blonde pioneer lady (and therefore probably Christian). Portrayed Lilith (a prominent character in Jewish folklore, often co-opted by Christian-inspired supernatural media) as a powerful goddess who, upon finding out what Esther is up to, promptly says, “Not in MY house” and takes her the fuck out. Turned the antisemitic witch trope right on its head. We love to see it.
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ralphdvd · 11 days
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the kiss
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gay-jewish-bucky · 7 months
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March 10th, 1917/Adar 16, 5677
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every time i speak to my parents and grandparents i learn new buckwild pieces of family lore
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icemankazansky86 · 12 days
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Advice from Ice™️
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punkeropercyjackson · 2 months
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Biblicaly accurate Damian Wayne
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torchflies · 3 months
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Hi TG Fandom! 
Okay so, I want us to imagine a world where Goose doesn't die, where the good luck that has followed Maverick his entire life is enough to save them both. 
Maverick, who has miraculously survived the craziest things over the years and continues to do so. He was soloing under a lucky star long before Ice became his guardian angel. 
Imagine they go through Ice’s jetwash the same as before and they go into a flat spin, Maverick is pinned down and can't get his hands free, Goose has to eject them, but his fingers are slipping, fumbling before he finally yanks down on the cords. The canopy gets sucked in too close to the body of the jet with the position they're in, it can't clear completely and Goose screams blindly because he knows he’s going to die. 
He knows he's going to collide with the canopy, but instead he feels like he's curled into a person. 
It’s too warm and all he sees is a flash of dark hair and scared green eyes in the chaos. Mav, what? He's horrified that Mav is somehow in his arms, did their chutes get tangled? He doesn't understand. But he fumbles his hand up, grabbing Mav’s tags just in time for the canopy to collide with Mav’s back. Goose screams until he’s suddenly in the water, he's lost time and there's something clutched in his hand. But Mav grabs him, drags him up on his chest. 
“We’re okay, Goose! We’re okay!”
And they are okay. 
They get out completely unscathed and it’s only when they're on deck, shivering like wet rats, that Goose finally opens his hand. It’s a pair of dog tags — kind of. They're old, and barnacles have grown on the metal and stuck both tags together. It doesn't make sense. 
Mav looks at him like he's lost his marbles when he mentions how their chutes tangled up. 
He feels like he's nuts. But when Goose shows the tags to Viper in the base hospital and tells him what happened, the hardened old man seems to crumple before his eyes. 
It’s only then that Goose notices a class ring, an USNA class ring dangling from that crusted chain. There’s no stone, but he would recognize it anywhere. Mav… Mav didn't go to the Academy. 
“Sir?” Goose asks. 
Viper just mutely shows him the tags, the barnacles peeled away to reveal a notch and the words: 
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