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yellowocaballero · 1 year

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I love how your Bruce is traditional but it is also like a mix of different types of traditional. Like he comes across as both "Rich white old money type" traditional AND "member of a marginalized minority group who take great pride in their identity to cope with years of ostracization and going "the world wanted me dead for my culture and religion so i might as well die loud and proud instead of conforming to their unachievable ideals" " traditional

Thank you for this ask, I really love it! I have a shitton to say on this topic, including a lot of worldbuilding decisions on Gotham cultures, immigrant spaces, segregation, how it ended up like 1920s-1930s NYC/Chicago mixed with my own city, Jason "Foil" Todd's Inferiority Complex, but that would make this depressingly long. Long time readers would know that I have, like, really complex and discrete religion headcanons for everybody I write. It's important.

Any decent Batman Story (TM) is about Gotham. It has to be a huge presence. It's like writing Dick Tracy without Chicago, or Cheers without Boston. When he's written well, Batman is a reflection of Gotham, and they metaphorically represent each other.

Most Batman writers get this, so there's always a lot of historical worldbuilding and everything. But I'm a community health person, and I grew up in the inner area of my own very large city, and creating a Gotham that feels real and rich is more complicated than the Court of Owls stuff. For me, cities are the intersection of culture, community, history, oppression/SES/war etc, and the modern day to day lives of people. When I want to make a rich city that was relevant and important to the story, I wanted to focus on immigrants and cultural minorities. You know - the people who create the cities lol. I decided on a history that involved the idea that Jewish families were the oldest in Gotham, and that they were one of the people to help create it and influence its culture.

I read a Daniel Handler quote just now that said "there is something naturally Jewish about unending misery". What is more Batman, Bruce, and Gotham than that, lol. The Jewish diaspora experience - the traditional history just as you outlined it in your ask - is baked into Gotham, it's the foundation. Gotham is a city of unending misery, but it's a city that stands tall. It takes a thousand hits and always gets back up again. People within it experience unending poverty and suffering, but they stand together. Just fucking refuse to die, as a whole. What's more Jewish than that! What is more Batman than that! Gotham should always be allegorical for Batman and Bruce, and through Gotham existing in that traditional Jewish experience, I think that's where you got the impression of Bruce as very traditional too.

Tim and the Drakes are the modern reflection of this. I was extremely explicit that Tim is alone in the world because of the Holocaust. I talk a lot in the story about how war and violence destroy children's lives, and that stretches back to the 1940s. About how war and violence creates violent children, which is what Tim became. His acting out was from the trauma of seeing his family slaughtered in front of him, and like a lot of people he used his religion to justify it.

There's a reason why the very first moment when Tim and Bruce actually connect as a family is when they find kinship and understanding through their shared backgrounds and values. They both saw their families slaughtered, they're both alone in the world - but they found each other, and they'll keep living.

OK BELIEVE IT OR NOT THAT'S THE SHORT VERSION. Seriously, though, I'm not. Uh. Actually fucking Jewish. This is like the fourth time I've talked out of my ass about this. I'm actually really interested in reading about the actual Jewish themes in Batman, because from what little I know they HAVE to be there. Any smart people out there who know about it, or who can link something written about it?

#tw holocaust #my asks #my writing #fwiw I think of Bruce as an atheist and Tim as pretty religious #I always write Bruce as really alienated from his Jewish heritage/culture #and his relationship with Tim (or jason in rr) reconnecting him with that #in nw that generational trauma is also why tim's parents weren't great parents.#heartbreaking! 25 years ago your mom was a survivor!#sucks.#i think i accidentally started thinking of tim as religious #because of that one time i wrote him as having come back from the dead after killing himself #and like anybody would get into god after that. and it stuck a bit for me #new story covid puppy Tim makes like an extremely smug point to call judaism dumb #kid has stuff going on.#hm I think I may have very persistent themes of returning to religion and religious heritage as a method of healing #not gonna psychoanalyze that! bye!#i feel like a fucking fanfic writer conservative for all i talk about masculinity and jesus

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doyouknowthisjewishcharacter · 2 months

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Do you know this Jewish character?

#jumblr #jewish characters #puppy dog pals #chanukah mention #other in media confirmation #she calls her grandparents bubbe and Zayde #I’ve noticed you see a lot of bubbes but not many Zaydes #I saw part of the Chanukah episode while in a waiting room #and I’ve been thinking I need to post her ever since #it was so funny they put the dogs in kippot!

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emcroissant · 1 year

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I’ve started to migrate over to tumblr from twitter, just in case 😔 I’ve made a good tl and algorithm over there and need to make one here. So here’s a bit about me!

I’m 23, she/her/hers, ✡️🇮🇪🇮🇹, American, demisexual bisexual

I’m a MA student studying architectural history at a uni in the UK

I received my BA in Historic Preservation and Jewish Studies

I write fanfic but I also love writing about non-fiction topics

I’ll tag my interests below, so if you see this on your feed, chances are we have something in common! ☺️

I’d like to keep my moots 18+, not necessarily because of sexual themes, but I do talk about other stuff a lot.

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sundownvalentine · 4 months

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Scrolling thru recipes online

"Ooooh this looks good"

Checks recipe

Theres some sort of pork product in it

Instant sadness

#val.barks #worlds best jewish dog #jumblr #jewblr #kosher food #no pork for this puppy nope!

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mommyspreciousboy · 4 months

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Every time I want to follow a cool looking queer account they turn out to be anti-Israel/antisemitic. It sucks :(. Sadly I can't just look past it

#being jewish is hard guys #judaism #*puppy whining*

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toothcowboy · 2 years

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pov you’re a jewish marvel man

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nonegenderleftpain · 2 years

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Hey Jewish side of Tumblr - how many of y'all step into the shower with your kippah still on like a dumbass at least twice a week? Asking for a friend

#jumblr #jewish stuff #nothing worse than pulling bobby pins out of my soaked kippah and feeling like a kicked puppy

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nabtime · 4 months

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Better Watch Out

Danny had just started to feel like he was settling in with the Waynes. It had been... not ideal circumstances that brought him to the family in the first place, so getting used to not having to deal with all that mess was the first hurdle. The second being getting used to dealing with an entirely new- if more pleasant, mess. The Waynes, and Gotham by extension, were- to put it lightly- fucking crazy. He wasn't in Amity anymore and however much he'd thought it was the weirdest place on the planet before- he was absolutely rethinking that now. Where he had been one hero against a handful of villains, Gotham had a whole brigade of vigilantes against an army of villains. And they were... Bat-themed. For the most part. He'd yet to meet any of them, so he hadn't gotten the chance to ask what all that was about.

None of that was the point though. The point was that Danny had only recently stopped feeling like a fish out of water around his new foster family, and now the Holidays were coming. The Holidays that always served to put him in a sour mood. The Holidays that made him more prone to lash out and snap at those that didn't deserve it. The Holidays that, despite being Jewish by heritage, Bruce seemed oddly enthusiastic about celebrating.

(It reminded him, painfully, of Sam. He'd yet to be able to see here since everything went down and he missed her and Tucker something fierce. Which was maybe also putting him in a bad mood.)

So you really couldn't blame him for feeling a little tense about the whole situation. Not only were the Christmas decorations that smothered the Manor making him grouchy, but his grouchiness was also making a guilty pit form in his stomach. He was a moody teenager and adding trauma on top of that didn't help how caustic he could be- and adding fear on top of that made it all the worse. What if he saw Dick in his Santa hat, grinning and innocent, and he snapped? What if he saw Damian, stoic but loving, give Titus a shiny red bow-tie collar for the season and he made a caustic comment that went too far? What if he saw Bruce so much as smile at him while standing near the giant tree in the foyer and he saw green?

What if he ruined Christmas? Again? For people that didn't deserve it? Again? What if he hurt the people he cared about that had only ever shown him care and consideration? Again?

So Danny was just a bit tense. A bit on edge. And he was trying. Oh Ancients was he trying. To not be such a little bitch about all the Christmas stuff. But he had a limit. Bruce, being the rich socialite that seemed far too enthusiastic about family-centered holidays, did not have a limit. Every inch of the manor was covered in tinsel and holly and blinking lights and fake snow. Every spare moment was filled with different siblings being coerced into doing cheesy holiday activities, with Danny being the only one to attend every single one of them. (Cutting down a Christmas tree with Jason. Buying presents at the mall with Tim. Decorating while hanging from the chandelier with Dick. Caroling very badly with Stephanie. Making snow angels with Cass. Watching Christmas movies with Duke.) And he attended them all with a barely restrained snarl and a badly bitten tongue. The one time, one time, he'd told Bruce no- the guilt had eaten him alive (and dead) at seeing the man melt into the most pathetic kicked-puppy look he'd ever seen.

No grown man should ever be able to do that with his face. Danny never wanted to see that again.

In return, though, he had to face the Horrors.

The latest Horror being the worst he'd ever faced to date. A Horror that he thought he'd never have to face. He thought he'd slipped past this particular one by aging out. He was too old for this. He shouldn't be there. Damian, scowling and eyes filled with murderous intent, shouldn't be there. Dick and Bruce seemed to both be having the time of their lives. It was far too disturbing- and the continuous blasting of Christmas music and the overheated crush of a restless crowd only made it worse.

They were in line to see Santa at the mall.

It made his skin crawl. He was fifteen! Damian, the poor bastard, was also fifteen!

He could practically feel Ghostwriter laughing his ass off at his predicament. This was worse than getting stuck in a rhyming Christmas cautionary tale. He would 100% rather be stuck in one of Ghostwriter's cheesy poems than be stuck in the stupidly long line to see the fake mall Santa that probably didn't want to be there just as much as Danny.

But Bruce looked so fucking happy. Genuinely happy.

It was something he'd noticed early on about his foster dad. He smiled a lot and smiled big, but he rarely ever meant it. Now, Danny wasn't usually one to notice things like that. He got pretty wrapped up in his own problems and just- didn't have the skill to notice these things. Usually. But, well, being ghostly gave him a bit of an advantage. He could get a pretty good read on a person's emotions, regardless of what expression they wore. If he felt close enough to them. Frostbite had compared it to, like, family pack bonding. And he really, really didn't want to think about that further (why had it never worked for his parents? why did he feel so close to Bruce so quickly? why?) But, more importantly, he could tell that while Bruce smiled a lot, he rarely meant it.

But whenever Danny or his foster sibling begrudgingly participated in "family holiday activities" he smiled and he meant it. Bruce, fundamentally, was a sad man. Always grieving something. But here and now? In line to see his teenage children visit fucking Santa in the mall? He was smiling from ear to ear and his emotions, for once, matched. Yeah, there was a hint of mischief there, but it was overwhelmed by the giddy joy and excitement.

A suspicious amount of excitement... Like he was expecting something.

And then Bruce was leaning down between him and Damian and with a bright grin, he muttered, "I have a surprise for the both of you."

And even Dick, who had not stopped taking a stupid amount of pictures the entire time, paused to look at Bruce curiously.

"As I've told you both before," he said, looking over at Dick and back to Damian, "I know the real Santa. Met him a few times, saved Christmas with him a few others, and he owed me a favor for the last misadventure we had. So, I asked him to be here, for this one afternoon, for you guys."

Danny barely caught a glimpse of Dick rolling his eyes in the background. Oh, okay, so this was bullshit that has long been established. Nothing new on his account. That was something at least.

"Father," Damian interrupted with scorn and a promise of violence in his voice, "you are aware that this- Santa Claus creature- is fictitious, are you not?"

"Damian, chum," Bruce responded carefully, sincerely saddened, "why would you say that about an old family friend?"

And, poor Damian, looked two parts baffled and three parts murderous. Nonplussed and unable to even fathom a response to his father. He just stared the man down.

Dick huffed in exasperation behind them. "C'mon, B. Will you let that go already?"

Bruce furrowed his brows, eyes already taking on that faint sheen of kicked-puppiness, and looked back up at his eldest. "You don't believe me, Dickie? After all these years?"

Dick responded with a flat stare. Danny kind of wished he had popcorn for this moment. It was like witnessing a mild car crash. Nobody got hurt and it was still wicked to see parts flying everywhere. There was even a chance of things catching fire. Man was he glad he could just watch.

"Danny?" Bruce pleaded, turning to him with those sad, sad eyes. "Do you believe me, chum?"

And fuck how was he supposed to respond to that?

"I have it on good authority," he said, thinking of yearly fight, after fight, after fight, "that his existence is very hotly debated in the scientific community."

He could feel the questioning stares from Damian and Dick but he refused to look away from the innocently tilted head of his unfortunate foster father.

"Is that a yes?" and he sounded so sincerely hopeful. He couldn't crush the man's spirit. He couldn't.

But he also refused to lie and say he believed in Santa. At fifteen.

He clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth, but eventually replied. "It's a hotly debated topic."

And Bruce just smiled that empty smile and patted his shoulder. "Thanks, chum."

He, again, ignored Damian and Dick's stares. If he looked at them, he'd break. If he so much as made partial eye-contact, he was gonna fucking lose it.

"Oh look! We're almost at the front!"

Danny was living his worst life. Officially. This was the bad time-line. Dan's future didn't even come close. He was going to go mega evil any second now and kill everyone in the vicinity and then himself. This wasn't happening and it wasn't real and Santa Claus can't hurt him because he isn't real.

But Bruce, the saddest man in history, utterly and sincerely believed that he was.

So Danny was going to sit on some random old dude's lap and pretend to care about what he wanted for Christmas and whether or not he'd been a good boy this year and he was going to force a smile the entire time and his soul might shrivel up and die all the way inside, but at least Bruce would be happy.

What the fuck kind of afterlife was he living.

And then it was their turn and Danny was forced to go up first because the alternative was Damian committing homicide in the middle of the mall while Dick and Bruce cheerily took pictures.

Okay. Just sit down. Spit out answers to any inane questions. Pose for picture. And leave. Simple and easy and completely unbearable. But- for Bruce- he would bear it.

But, damn it all, a chill went down his spine as he approached.

No. Absolutely not.

There was no way. But he examined the man sitting in the chair and the more he saw the more the sinking pit in his stomach grew. Full thick beard of snow white hair. Brown eyes filled with smug mischief and magnanimity. Thick red velvet jacket made for trapping in heat in extreme cold weather, lined with white fur that looked suspiciously close to trim on cloaks he'd seen in the Far Frozen. A not-quite-ghostly-not-quite-magic-but-something-in-between aura he often got around Gods and Ancients.

Fuck, but Bruce actually knew the real bonafide Santa Fucking Claus.

What, and he means this with a great amount of emotion, the fuck.

He sat down in a stupor and the man just placidly smiled at him, a twinkle in his eye letting him know that he knew Danny was currently experiencing new stages of grief not yet known to man and was just gonna let him ride it out. How nice of him. Because of course he was being nice. He was Santa.

Fuck.

He looked up at the man. Ghost. God. Whatever. And for a good moment that's all either of them did. Just. Stared.

Sorry, Santa, Danny's brain has suddenly gone on vacation. 404 not found. Please leave a message after the tone. Error. Sorry, there's nothing there. Please try again.

After a few agonizing moments he asked, "how? Do you know Bruce?"

And Santa laughed at him, the sound working its way into his bones and filling him with a warmth he hadn't felt in a long time. It tasted just a bit like egg nog. Gross.

"Well," the man started, voice deep and rich like a good cup of hot chocolate, (whatthefuckwhathtefuck). "Why wouldn't I know a man like Bruce? Honorable, righteous, and very skilled. One of the best the Justice League has, if I'm being honest."

And then Danny's brain stopped completely. Because there was no fucking way Santa (FUCK) was implying what he thought he was implying.

But it all made so much sense now. His ears were ringing suddenly and the world was greying out but he was Seeing the Light.

"-nny?" Santa (FUCK!!) was saying. "Are you alright? Want to tell me what you want for Christmas now?"

"Hm," he said airily, still not all the way there, "I'm good, thanks."

And then he slid off the man's lap and walked back to his foster family in a daze. And he looked at Bruce (BATMAN!! FUCK!!!) and he slid a slow hand down his face, attempting to take the skin off it in the process.

"You alright, Danny man?" Dick asked, only half paying attention while he gleefully snapped pictures of a sullen Damian barely restraining himself from committing violence while stubbornly standing next to Santa instead of sitting on his lap.

"That's the real Santa, Bruce is Batman, and I'm half-dead," he replied bluntly.

Dick fumbled his phone in response and Bruce merely raised his eyebrows.

"That's an odd start to a 'three guys walk into a bar' joke there, chum," he said amiably. And Danny wouldn't have noticed the tension in his voice if he weren't ghostly. But he was and unfortunately for them all, it was now everyone's problem.

"Not a joke," he said. "I'll explain the dead part later but Santa outed you on accident."

"Okay, no," Dick interrupted, "we are not leaving the dead part for later, Danny, what the fuck."

"Listen," he said flatly, slapping his hands on either side of Dick's face and smooshing it to convey his seriousness while he spoke. "Santa is real, he's a God, and he's sitting right there." He emphasized with a sweeping wave of his arm in the direction Damian was stomping back towards them from. "We're leaving the dead part for later."

"What is all this about? Dead part? What is going on?" Damian demanded in rapid succession, growing more aggressive and persistent with each question.

Danny, already on his last fucking nerve, was gonna lose it. For real.

"Apparently," Dick drawled, disbelief and an unfair amount of derision in his tone, "that's the real Santa, he told Danny B was Batman, and Danny's now saying he's dead."

"What-"

Damian did not get to finish his sentence because that was the exact moment Danny finally snapped. Every bit of pent up tension and hostility, every bit of restrained Holiday fueled fury he'd been bottling up. Unleashed all at once because Dick decided to be an asshole about not believing him.

Danny snatched one of the giant plastic candy canes that lined the aisle of the queue to see Mall (but actually Real) Santa and gave a good swing in Dick's direction. Dick who had unfairly good reflexes and was able to dodge by jumping over the swing and landing back neatly on his feat.

"Danny?!" he cried, incredulous.

But Danny was no longer listening. Only reveling in the wild swinging of the candy cane and attempting to land a hit on Dick for being an absolute dick and finally unleashing hell upon the world and specifically his asshole foster brother. And maybe he put a little bit more ghostly strength in his last swing than he meant to, because when he finally made contact- he heard a pained off as Dick went down hard.

"Danny, please," he wheezed from the soft bank of fake snow he'd fallen into, "it's Christmas."

He screeched and continued his assault. "It's December 10th!"

And then, promptly; Bruce wrangled the candy cane from Danny's grasp, Damian pulled Dick from the floor, and they were all calmly escorted from the mall and asked politely to never return.

Danny really, truly, hated Christmas. And it looked like that wasn't going to change any time soon.

#naps fics #nap shitposts in the afterlife #danny phantom #dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc fanfic #sorry we need to make use of bruce knowing actual fucking santa more often #and pair it lovingly with dannys hatred for christmas #its SO funny #this was supposed to be a funny little shitpost and then evolved sorry #trying to get back in the habit of writing before working on OEG again #anyway hiiii

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allurascastle · 1 year

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Here's some other comms from @plaguebunny !

This group comm was for our space TTRPG campaign years ago! Flat color so we could get a good look at everyone as a reference! From left to right

Neeko (PC), battle android -> Madeline (NPC), a psionic specialist and technician -> Vlad (PC), a super soldier -> Alejandra (NPC), a psionic specialist and demolition expert (and chemist) -> Diane (NPC), a super soldier with a big sister complex -> Amir (NPC), a first gen super soldier and sniper -> Maria (NPC), a super soldier and squadron leader -> Bridgit (NPC), a mute psionic specialist and lesbian -> Morialas (NPC), a psionic specialist and lesbian (yes, they're gfs) -> Mordecai (NPC), tired psionic specialist who zyooms -> Sev (NPC), vanguard with chronic migraines that make him seem broody (he and Madeline are dating) -> Elestra (PC), a psionic specialist who loves shouji and magical girl anime.

"That's a lot of NPCs," I hear you say.

"Yup. But they were fun to RP as. They had pretty distinct personalities and had known each other for years, so they had established relationships for my PCs to interact with."

"What TTRPG was it?"

"I'm gonna level with you, it was 3e D&D with 3.5 psionics sprinkled in, and homebrewed weaponry."

"What was the plot?"

"Sorry, going to keep that close because the campaign was based in a setting I was fleshing out for a book series that I may or may not write."

And this comm was just this month! A piece for my husband, who played Vlad, with his favorite girl, Allie! They're having a movie date night ❤️

Check Plaguebunny out at DeviantArt here or Twitter, where she's more active, here!

#plaguebunny art #space campaign #further details: the campaign is set an unspecified thousands of years in the future #humanity looks very similar to today but very different too #allie and maria are both latina women #allie is catholic and maria is /lightly/ catholic #amir is muslim #mordecai is jewish #i don't remember what sects (i did do the research years ago but firgit to write it down at the time)#amir is also the primary cook #he makes sure food is halal and kosher for mordecai as well (they have a father-son relationship)#amir and maria are also waiting to retire so they can have a relationship properly #sev is irish & native american (kind of a mix at this time period but i think i specified lakota/teton sioux)#he also know SO many fucking languages #diane's scar IS a ffvii reference!#she has depression ftr #she also has a puppy of a brother named zack so #vlad is russian #elestra is french #neeko was made by alien allies #and memed so fucking hard #i think it goes without saying that maddy is black #her family are very prominent in technological fields #if i ever specified a race for diane i do not remember it #she was just meant to be mixed #morialas is mixed chinese-canadian and bridgit is french-canadian

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batboyblog · 6 months

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The Video praising Osama bin Laden, terrorist mastermind of 9/11's unhinge ramblings about how Jews control America (and the world) has over half a million views so far and rising fast it was only posted in the last day

if you're on TikTok get off of it, or at the very least don't watch ANYthing "informational" puppies falling over? yes, anything that tries to tell you a "fact" about the world? NO! girl! it is ROTTING minds

#antisemitism #Osama bin Laden #terrorism #TikTok #madness #unhinged

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tomicscomics · 8 months

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09/08/2023

"[This little puppy]... can make a... hell of heaven." ~ "Paradise Lost" by John Milton (paraphrased)

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JOKE-OGRAPHY: In this Bible story, Jesus is granting His disciples authority and instituting His Church on earth. "What you bind/loose on earth shall be bound/loosed in heaven," is a quote from Jesus that refers to ancient Jewish traditions of kings and stewardship. In this cartoon, John takes the saying literally, and to experiment, he un-leashes a nearby dog to "let it loose" on earth. Sure enough, the moment he looses the dog on earth, it's immediately teleported to heaven to harass an unsuspecting angel. This is high art.

And for anyone who doesn't find yappy, teleporting dogs the peak of comedy, just know that it was between this and a flatulence joke. As for me, I have chosen the better part, and it will not be taken away.

#catholic #christian #jesus #comic #cartoon #jesus memes #catholic memes #christian memes #tomics #bible #st john #john #yappy dog

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faygelehh · 9 months

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SHALOM! 💖 שלם!

🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈⚧️✡️♿️♾️🌈🐶🐾

call me J, pup, or puppy! (he/him, xe/xir - 21yo)

im a queer jewish sparkledog artist and an aspiring fursuit maker! unfortunately i cant start fursuit making in my current living space, so in the meantime, im just doodling and making smaller crafts with perler & kandi ✨️

💌 MORE ABT ME, LINKS, & DNI:

https://faygeleh.carrd.co

( blinkies by @radiotrophicfungi )

#been getting a bit more attention so i figured i should update my pinned post lol #furry art #furry #anthro #furries #fursona #digital art #anthro art #sparklefur #sparkledog #emocore #scenecore #nostalgiacore #2000s nostalgia #bluey #bluey fanart #tw eyestrain

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spacelazarwolf · 2 months

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how long do you think we have until people start shouting "free palestine" before committing supervillain shit. I don't mean like shoot up a synagogue (something that, tragically, has already happened) i mean like chainsaw random puppies and kitties in half while livestreaming it for kicks. i'll bet on early april

i mean i don’t think people are going to be doing that. they’re not interested in violence for violence’s sake. they’re interested in violence as an emotional outlet for their understandable anger about what’s happening in palestine, but as per usual the people on the receiving end of that emotional outlet will be jews. they’re going to continue vandalizing and throwing molotov cocktails at synagogues and community centers, targeting jews and jewish businesses, doxing jews, attacking jews, and doing the same shit they’ve been doing since jews were forced into the diaspora.

and don’t get me wrong, i have absolutely no doubt we are going to see increased violence soon, especially during ramadan and easter and pesach. especially after seeing stuff like this:

i have no doubt that during easter we’ll see some art with him depicted as jesus. they’ve got their martyr and now anything they do is to avenge him. he died violently, therefore violence is not only the proper response but the only correct response. it feels good to get angry, to break things, to take that anger out on someone you think is complicit in the thing that made you angry. and jews have always been a very good scapegoat for that righteous anger.

it’s going to get worse, absolutely, but not bc people these days are somehow cartoonishly evil but because it’s the status quo and until people decide to reject it we will continue to suffer the same violence that’s been imposed on us for centuries.

#ask avishai #ip

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transfagwhore · 8 months

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