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andhumanslovedstories · 8 months
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Nursing is similar to customer service in that sometimes you’ll need to react to something, and you want to react sincerely, but you also can’t use the words you would use in your casual life, and so you say some shit you’ve never once said before and will never say again. Patient told me that they’d finally passed gas after surgery, and I said very earnestly because this is in fact good news, “well mozel tov to you, my good sir,” with a little hand flourish,and then I walked out of the room and stared at the wall for a while. Why did I say that. Why did I tip an invisible fedora while I said it
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former-leftist-jew · 3 months
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i’m a little anxious to send this not on anon but i saw one of your posts where a comment mentioned jewish conversion and you seemed to support it. my boyfriend is jewish and i would like to convert to judaism but a lot of the research i’ve done says that you can’t convert, you have to be born into it since it’s an ethno-religion. i know everyone has different beliefs about this but i worry i won’t be accepted
Hello tyblackthornsheadphones, welcome!
"my boyfriend is jewish and i would like to convert to judaism"
Oooh! Mozel tov! I'm always so happy to meet new people who want to join the Jewish community! <3
"a lot of the research i’ve done says that you can’t convert, you have to be born into it since it’s an ethno-religion"
Oh dear, I'm so sorry to hear that! D: There's so much misinformation being passed around online. :( Thankfully, I'm happy to report that those sources are incorrect: It IS possible to convert to Judaism. ^_^
Like any group, though, how friendly any given Jew is to potential Jewish converts depends on the individual and/or the group they belong in. Just as there's elitism and gatekeeping in every group of people ever (like high school cliques and video game circles--"you're not a REAL gamer unless X"), unfortunately you'll also find some snobbery, elitism, and gatekeeping in Judaism. :(
Though I think Rabbi Friedman has a very loving and accepting view of Jews by conversion. ^_^
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The way I see it, the differing experiences of a "Jew-by-birth vs a Jew-by-conversion" can be comparable to an American citizen who was just born on American soil vs an American immigrant who had to go through a long and rigorous bureaucratic process to become an American citizen--they have to learn everything there is to know about American history, presidents, laws, customs, the legal system; spend a "probational period" living in America to become a naturalized citizen, etc.
(The Jewish religion used to be very conversion friendly, but that came to an end when Christianity and Islam became huge world powers who outlawed the Jewish community "tempting" good Christians or Muslims away from the One True Faith.
Jewish identity also used to be passed down from father to children in ancient times--as you'll see in the Torah--but that was changed by Hillel the Elder during the tyrannical reign of King Herod--yes, THAT King Herod! Hillel did this partly to give the children of Jewish mothers who were abandoned by their non-Jewish fathers a place in Jewish society, and he did this partly as a big old political "fuck you!" to King Herod, whose father was only nominally Jewish and his mother was a foreign gentile woman.)
Chabad is an Orthodox Jewish organization.
And here's a link from a Reform Judaism POV. ^_^
In my experience, Reform Jewish synagogues and organizations tend to be more accepting of and friendly to Jewish converts. (Though it's not universal! Sadly, there are snobs everywhere. D:)
So if I were you, I would just start with checking out some books on Judaism from your local library, attend Friday night or Saturday morning Shabbat services with your boyfriend (that's usually a time when non-Jewish guests attend).
If your local college has a Hillel or Chabad Jewish student organization, I would visit that too! They usually host fun events that are free and open to to all, especially students who're just interested in connecting with other Jewish students, and learning about Jewish identity. ^_^
In the meantime, I'd just take time to study and learn about Jewish history and culture just for fun.
I think Sam Aranow's "Jewish History" Youtube series is a very entertaining way to learn about Jewish history, from ancient to modern.
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Unfortunately I have to go to work now, but if you have ANY other questions, please reach out to me! I LOVE sharing knowledge and resources about Judaism, especially to potential converts who show a genuine interest and curiosity.
(Jewish culture can be, in my opinion, not as accepting and welcoming of potential Jewish converts as they should be, and I want to make up the difference. ^_^ )
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storiesbyjes2g · 8 months
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Before they went home, they found Kameron's tile on Starlight Blvd. for a little dream building. Then they went home for a little after party. Mozel tov, kids.
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jewishpopculture · 5 months
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On this day in 1993, Eazy-E protégés Blood of Abraham, a Jewish hip hop group, released their debut album ‘Future Profits’.
The album gained publicity from ads centered on large text proclaiming “Jesus was a Black Jew”.
Blood of Abraham was sighed to Ruthless Records, a record label founded by N.W.A. member Eric “Eazy-E” Wright. The group composed of members Benjamin “MC Benyad” Mor and David “MC Mazik” Saevitz.
They gained a minor following that eventually led them to wider exposure through a television appearance on ‘The Arsenio Hall Show’ in 1994.
A key characteristic of the group was their unapologetic Jewish identity. Their best-known track, "N*ggaz and Jewz (Some Say K*kes)", was a call for Black and Jewish unity. The song featured a verse from Eazy-E, as well as the first recorded appearance of will.i.am, known at the time as Will 1X.
Will’s association with the group likely lead to him chanting the Hebrew phrases “mozel tov” and “l’chaim” throughout the Black Eyed Peas song “I Gotta Feeling”, the highest selling digital single in the United States. It also likely explains why Mor directed the video for the song.
Although Blood of Abraham has been on hiatus since 2000, the members have continued working in entertainment. Notably, Mor directed music videos for Beyoncé and Coldplay (“Hymn for the Weekend”), will.i.am (“Scream & Shout” with Britney Spears & “That Power” with Justin Bieber), Katy Perry (“Part of Me”), Tinashe (“All Hands On Deck”), Black Eyed Peas (“I Gotta Feeling”), Nas (“Just a Moment” with Quan), and the official song of the 2014 FIFA World Cup— “We Are One (Ole Ola)” by Pitbull, Jennifer Lopez, and Claudia Leitte.
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a-pretty-nerd · 1 year
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YES! I agree that the tmnt boys, if human, would not be white. Not a chance. But I just wanna take a moment to talk about how Donatello feels Jewish to me and I can't believe no one else is talking about it.
Like, in the rottmnt movie he literally says Mozel. As in, Mozel tov. He's played by a Jewish actor, so is Leo. And Donny is always the one to say things like, "New York, what a town!" Like, each of the turtles are very New York and Donnie feels like a nod to the large Jewish immigrant population. Donatello feels like he'd get into a heated debate about who has the best bagels in town.
Not to mention that it's just appropriate considering that the "mad scientist" trope pulls from ANCIENT Jewish folklore.
And as a person with Jewish heritage whose family was unfortunately pretty removed from the culture, I like seeing characters that feels Jewish without it being a stereotype or weird. Donatello feels Jewish, because he conveys cultural subtleties and I like that.
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boywonderasf · 5 months
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he. he did the art???
yes, yes i did.
and while the drawing itself is not kink-related, the rest of this post (rant) is. 18+ please, be kind, dont reblog to non-kink blogs, yada yada the whole shpeel.
(also the "explanation" is basically just a speedrun hurt/comfort fluffy sickfic. might write later idk)
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ANYWAYS! i had so badly wanted to make this drawing somehow kink related, but couldn't due to it being drawn in my Class Doodles Notebook (the one i let people see/use)
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but imean when i say i REALLY wanted to make his blush look fever-like or even just make his nose a bit darker (maybe even have it running😶)
also ignore his suit (and him in general lmao he a lil wonky💀), i had no references, only my imagination plus whatever pictures of him were stored in the Brain Bank, and just prayed it would end up okay🤷
yes he is crying. why?
well now that i have the freedom to say this, I made it cause he was out patrolling while sick w/ a fever, but then he felt Really Bad and Flash (Wally😻) found his dumbass on a rooftop, naturally.
yada yada Wally is Upset cause he explicitly told Dick to 1: tell him or somebody when he wasn't feeling well (and not like small cold. try more like getting a little too close to passing out than he should), and 2: Take It Easy While He Was Still Recovering From A Previous Cold (he did not, can you tell?)
but Wally being Upset and Grr about Dick's stubbornness around "weakness" and the (slowly becoming less) constant battles the two have over simply allowing themselves to be comforted and cared for by the other, lead to some misunderstandings from Dick's end.
he, in his deliriously fevered state of mind, thought Wally was upset with him for getting sick and being "weak", so he immediately started crying, which made Wally rush to his side and takes off Dick's mask to Wipe His Tears, Kiss His Face, and Gauge Temp of the Ill Bird.
so all that explains why Dick's mask isn't on. lord that was a long explanation for just one small thing mb yall💀
anyways this is my little burst of bullshit for today i definitely babygirlified him (IT WAS ON ACCIDENT THO I DIDNT REALIZE SLIGHTLY SHADING HIS LIPS WOULD MAKE HIM SO-✨😽💅✨!!!!)
sure hope nobody comes hatin, and that anybody that sees this doesn't hate it on sight🙏
mozel tov, i wish all a good day/night😸😸😸
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thestalkerbunny · 1 year
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Whoa, shit, we hit 4k followers? Mozel Tov to me
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jewishtwig · 1 year
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Mozel tov! Congrats! I hope you truly enjoy the day and can carry these joyful memories with you through life.
Thank you! You’re so kind!
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bandit-prince · 1 year
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Aw, Tauryx, you have a new acolyte? I didn't know you'd been expecting! Mozel Tov!
A snarl leaves the bishop, and the knife they’d been using to carve the runed shield arcs through the air at the asker.
“Ehkos is not my flesh. She is foolish, and childish, and has much learning to do before she could ever be claimed by anyone.”
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relevy · 5 years
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The Hawthorn Throne: Chapter Eighteen
The next morning Riona awoke to the now familiar soreness of her body that always followed a vision. It was so early in the morning the Orkney men had yet to rise. Their sleeping bodies stirred with breath in their beds as Riona delicately slipped from under her blankets and met Morgause at the hearth where she was making the morning porridge. The older woman turned to face her, tenderly brushing an errant strand from Riona’s face. 
“We’re running low on a few things, would you like to forage with me today?” Riona nodded and Morgause gave a soft smile, handing her a small bowl of porridge with which to break her fast. The women ate their simple meal in a comfortable silence then Morgause eased the fire down to warm embers and they softly left the house, woven baskets in hand. 
It was a grey day. Morning mists still blanketed the small valley in foggy damp. Riona took in a deep breath, the chill air stirring her blood.  Together the women moved silently over the ground, not wanting to break the sacred stillness with speech. They arrived at a clump of bushes near the edge of the farm. The branches were heavy with luscious looking berries, dark and tempting. Riona popped one into her mouth for good measure and giggled when Morgause shot her a reproving look. Then the older woman did the same and they laughed together. The sudden sound sent a flock of birds into the air with noisy protest. As they passed the treeline, Morgause stopped to pry an aging mushroom from the grasp of a tree root. Riona kneeled, glanced about, looking for herbs. Her fingers had just clasped around a clump of featherfew when Morgause spoke.
“About that fit you had yesterday…”
Riona’s stomach gave a flip. She quickly righted herself and drew one arm across her chest like a shield. Morgause stood, dusting her hands against her apron. She caught Riona’s expression and waved her hand dismissively.
“Fret not.”
Riona relaxed only slightly. Morgause studied her for a moment and then began walking again.
“What do you see when you are in such a state?” Morgause added another handful of herbs to her basket. Riona’s brow drew together in worry as she answered.
“The future.”
Morgause stopped on the game trail they had been following and turned to fix Riona in a wide stare.
“In truth?” she asked quietly.
Riona nodded solemnly.
“I have yet to see something that did not come to pass.”
Morgause hesitated.
“You…” she took a breath, “You were shouting Gawain’s name. What did you see?”
Riona could tell from her expression that Morgause was not sure she wanted an answer.
“Gawain was in King Artorious’ court in Camalann,” Riona fixed her eyes to the ground, “with his brothers and another I did not recognize. They seemed happy and content but—”
“But?”
Riona met Morgause’s gaze.
“At their feet sprang a river of blood.”
Morgause’s face paled and a candle of terror kindled in the depths of her green eyes.
Riona fumbled for the next words.
“I ammn’t a witch! I cannot control these visions; I do not know from where they come, I swear it. Please—”
Morgause set her basket down and held her hands up to Riona’s face. Her calloused fingers twined in Riona’s hair, pulling it away from her face in a low bun. Morgause sighed, her eyes flickering over Riona’s features.
“Riona…do you take after your mother?”
Riona stopped her frantic speech to shake her head. The woman was gazing at her with a desperate expression. Chills wormed over Riona’s skin. There was something Morgause was trying to suss out and Riona had no answers.
“Your mother, what color was her hair?”
“Dark. Dark as a raven’s wing.”
Morgause began to tremble slightly; tears glistening at the edges of her lashes, she let Riona’s hair fall back to her shoulders.
“What was her name?” Morgause’s voice was a whisper.
“Nimue.”
The voice that answered was not her own. Riona spun and met the hard stare of a strange Druid. They were tall and lean like Aidan, with the same ferocious gleam in their eyes. Their dark skin glowed in the early morning light as they lowered the hood of their cloak. Riona took a step backward, bumping into Morgause who instantly gripped Riona’s hand tightly in her own.
“And that makes you her daughter. I’ve been looking for you.”
Riona’s eyes drifted to the long glimmering spear in the Druid’s hand. Morgause pushed Riona behind her, still maintaining a grip on her hand.
“Don’t think I won’t run you through to get to her,” the Druid warned.
“You can try,” hissed Morgause.
“Where is Aidan?” Riona demanded.
“Damned if I know,” their words slipped out with an accent unfamiliar to Riona, 
“I’m ever so curious. Tell me, why does Aidan give a rats shit about you?” Riona paled but she stood her ground.
“Who are you? What could you possibly want with her?” demanded Morgause.
The Druid laughed, it was a surprisingly light, melodic sound.
“Oblivious. Unsurprising.”
They lifted the spear up and took purposeful steps toward them. Riona’s breath trembled in her chest.
“You look so much like Emrys,” The Druid’s dark eyes seemed to swallow her whole.
“W-who?” Riona was ashamed by the fear that clipped her voice. The Druid gave a dazzling snarl of a smile.
“So little understanding,” They advanced, “You will die ignorant and afraid. Just like your mother.”
Riona felt her blood cool, fear gripping her heart like a vice. There was a fast hiss through the air and the Druid leapt backward as a small throwing axe buried itself into the tree beside them.
“What—”
A short figure burst past Riona and Morgause, nearly colliding with them. The Druid dug in and raised their spear to meet the on-comer. The sharp tinny sound of weapons broke the still silence. The smaller figure was blunt in their attacks, swinging two hand axes with sudden hefty movements. The dark Druid was clearly the better combatant, glancing blows as if they were merely dancing.
“Ava!” they said, “so kind of you to join us.”
“Fuck off, Makda,” said the small figure. Their voice lilted oddly in a wide accent. They too were a Druid, Riona realized, with pale blonde hair done up in a complex weave of plaits that hung down past their stout shoulders. “Persuasive as ever,” Makda grinned and swung their spear in a wide arc, a move Ava had not been anticipating, knocking the smaller Druid off their feet. As they stumbled aside they caught themself oddly on their wrist, which gave a small ‘snap’. Riona gasped, hardly noticing as Morgause let go of her hand. Ava scrambled backward, searching for purchase and holding their hand with a grimace. Makda raised their spear, then a loud ‘thunk’ sent them sprawling across the roots of a nearby tree. A large rock fell to the ground beside them. Riona turned and saw Morgause searching for another to throw. The next few seconds went by too quickly. Ava stood. Morgause raised up, another stone held tightly in her fist. Makda lifted their spear back into their hand and made to throw it. Ava did the same with their axe. The three of them stood poised, the forest went still again for a moment.
“Who do you think will hit their mark?” Makda asked lightly, their warm voice unnervingly calm.
“You touch one hair on my niece’s head and I will rip your throat out with my teeth,” Morgause growled.
“Oh I like you,” said Makda.
“You willln’t like me.” Riona glanced aside as another figure entered the strange truce. Gawain’s copper hair was still mussed with sleep, but in his hand, he gripped a sword Riona had never seen before. He stepped in front of his mother and Riona, weapon raised and steady.
“Four to One, Makda,” Ava cackled.
Makda assessed quickly, as with very little pause they turned and sprinted back into the shadow of the forest. There was an awkward silence as Ava watched Makda run away with a look of satisfaction and then turned to see the three humans staring at them inquisitively.
“Right then,” Ava ripped their throwing axe from the bark of the tree it had rested in, “Aidan should be here soon I expect.” And with no other explanation, they too ran off into the trees after Makda.
Morgause instantly had Riona in a tight embrace. The two of them sank down into the comfort of the mossy forest floor. Gawain knelt beside them, hand still gripping what could only be his father’s sword.
“Niece?” Riona asked. Morgause laughed through the tears now gently streaming down her cheeks.
“It is a long tale.”
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strike-at-the-heart · 6 years
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“Look me in the eye.” 👁️
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“I am looking you in the eye,” Hanzo disputed, almost growling the words in response but somehow lacking the aggression behind it to sound anything other than exasperated. Perhaps it could be explained away by the way his tone always seemed to feel vaguely more contentious when he was locking eyes with someone - or perhaps it could be put down to just how many times he had been ordered to do this exact thing within the past few hours of this rare event; this rare occasion in which someone had been able to convince him to drink socially with them. Either or, really.
“You already have my full attention,” he continued, reclining back in his seat in the bar booth with his arms crossed - but eye contact still most certainly maintained. There were many things Hanzo was - one of those things apparently being a very skillful sake bomb dropper, as demonstrated fifteen minutes prior - but one thing he absolutely was not was someone who lost stare downs.
“You can finish the damned story,” Hanzo informed his slightly more intoxicated friend, resting his head against the wall behind where he sat. “Just tell me what your cat did.”
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stonecoldaries · 2 years
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mozel tov, libby! spoilers
was listening to this song earlier and thought itd fit good at this scene
song : All That Matters by Jeff and Casey Lee Williams
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universallywriting · 3 years
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Steven is Jewish in this one, though I normally write SU without religion at all.
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When they were kids, she called him schmaltzy, and he didn’t think much of it. It was a word his dad used more than once, and he wasn’t exactly a linguist at eleven. The fact that she used a Yiddish word in the small town of Beach City, at ten years old, wasn’t something to notice.
They were busy anyways, so he also didn’t notice when Connie announced in sword practice that she had hurt her tuches, or when she gasped, “look at all those tchotchkes” as they browsed a new tourist trap that opened on the boardwalk.
But the older they got, they more he noticed when she said, ‘”Let me wrap up my spiel” and “so what’s this gem’s schtick?” or even “good luck schmoozing with the Diamonds”
And sure, everyone used the word “klutz” and he’d even heard a couple people dryly say “mozel tov”, but every so often Connie would say something like “stop your kvetching” and he’d have to stare at her, trying to figure out how in the world she’d picked up using words like that so casually.
“Come on!” she cried, as yet another Pokemon egg hatched and disappointed her. She dropped her system as she slid down further in her seat. “I’ve been doing this for three days and I have nothing! Zip, zero, zilch, bupkis, nil!”
It was too much. The question finally burst from him after years of wondering: “How do you know Yiddish?”
She blinked, looking up from her game. “What?”
“You use Yiddish words but I know you’re not Jewish,” he said. “So I was wondering where it came from.”
“Oh!” She laughed. “I spent a few years in Empire City, around some Jewish communities. I liked to talk to the old ladies in the park and the old guys who played chess, and a bunch of them spoke Yiddish. I picked it up a little.”
Connie paused, looking worried. “I don’t speak the whole language or anything. If it weirds you out I can stop. You know, since I’m not Jewish.”
“Oh geez! No! You’re fine!” He laughed. “I’ve just been wondering. You called me schmaltzy when we were little kids and it’s been driving me crazy ever since.”
“You mean meshuggeneh,” she said, and they both burst into giggles.
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angelxxreaper · 2 years
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hullo gay anon again. im v happy to answer questions abt being jewish n other stuff. talking abt it makes me happy completely unironically
kashrut is jewish dietary laws, yeah! also called being kosher. no pork no horse n no shellfish, we cant eat birds of prey either. there's also specific cuts of cow we cant eat (anything from the lower half, no short loin, flank, or sirloin) but upper half (brisket, rib, and shank) is fine!!
our depictions of angels come from the book Ezekiel in the torah! commonly referred to as biblically accurate angels despite them not rlly being biblical. you might be familar with seraphim (7 winged angels, their hands, feet, and face are covered and they use the last set to fly) another one is ophanim, flaming wheels covered in eyes, and cherubim, 4 headed bronze angels with 6 wings who guarded eden!
hanukkah ended early december :] the traditional seasonal greeting for any time of year is mozel tov, but we only use it when things have come to fruition; its considered bad luck to wish a new mother mozel tov if she hasn't given birth yet, as an example
-⚣/gay anon
Oohh... That's very interesting, especially the bit how only certain cuts of the cow are okay to eat.
Yeah, the seraphim is one that I recognize. Although, I will say, having seven sets of wings sounds like a bit of a hassle lmao. I really hope that I don't have to find out the hard way that I have a whole bunch of extra sets of heads or wings that I just don't know about KEKW
Ahhh I see, I see :) I don't want to use the phrase inappropriately, but it's really cool that there's a phrase that can be good or bad luck depending on when it is used. I hope you had a good Hanukkah, m8
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boywonderasf · 5 months
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PINNED POST TIME!!! WARNING I LURK IN MY FANDOMS ON THIS BLOG BUT ALSO THIS IS FOR KINKY STUFF TOO LOL SO 18+ REGARDLESS OF WHAT CONTENT YOU FIND OF MINE!!!
okay so hi so basically dont be mean (literally just dont go out of your way to be a dick, ya?), dont be weird (not that most of this isnt weird but oh well). also i dont rp or anything sorry, and i dont do anything in messages besides scream about silly things im obsessed with. im just here to be silly, so be silly too. remember dont repost anything kink related to non-kink blogs because this is a kink AND "normal" related blog, but i do have a inclination for sneezing. so, there.
btw boutta rant but if u want fandoms n shit those will be bullet pointed and bolded here:
Batfam/DC
Marvel
IT
Stranger Things
Hockey
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OKAY so first off, im AJ (or Bee), no i have no preference on which one i am called, just as long as you use he/him pronouns we can party rock cause i am indeed a male (trans, but still a male). im in me 20's and taking a wee bit of a gap year(s) i guess? im still trying to figure out if teaching or archeology would be more of my jam, but i've mostly been crocheting a bunch and selling it so🤷
i am neurofunky (ADHD and Autism woo) so thats a party also im gay as all get out for dudes so yippee we love the queers OH ALSO IM JEWISH YIPPEE
uh i suppose my interests are hockey, crochet, roller blading/ice skating, and i also love to sing+play guitar so thats cool
i unfortunately live in the US of A but would LOVE to go to Canada i love it and Edmonton is awesome plus the Oilers are my fav team ever🤷
at this point, i eat sleep and breathe Batfam (mostly Dick) and Birdflash is so silly i adore them my fav 4eva. literally its all i think about/do anything with besides hockey and crochet💀
anyways thats my shpeel. uh if ya have requests for fics send them my way lmao (i guess id have to post fics for anyone to see if my writing is any good tho lmfao💀)
anyways buh bye im really tired so mozel tov.
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angel-wing-feathers · 3 years
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Mozel Tov to the newly weds that never broke eye contact
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