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zionanelequaso · 2 months
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Mach x drretro this, mach x literally anybody that, WHERE’S MACH X ME BRO WHERE IS IT
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chaiaurchaandni · 6 months
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the iof raided the homes of the families of Palestinian hostages being released. in this case, they confiscated cookies. beyond petty. im glad that Palestinians are so full of optimism and love and life that they manage to persevere despite how hard the israelis try to rob them of humanity and joy
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Phantasy Star IV characters but with mega man aesthetics! (I'm editing this post and adding more as I go. I deleted the original game artwork because the post was getting too long)
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nyaskitten · 2 months
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Nazi dumbfuck
You want to kiss me so bad it makes you look dumb. <333
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davekitties · 3 days
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I love seeing cognitive dissonance on my dashboard
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werewolfcandy · 1 year
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genuinely think he should be slaughtered for this
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what if i threw a chainsaw into the sky
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ardentpoop · 4 months
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very close to crying tonight, after a long bout of numbness
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jaggedpeak · 2 years
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got nostalgic for my first ever warriors oc... this little girlboss got promoted to a full medic after only three moons training, had an affair with the leader’s son/deputy-to-be that resulted in 6 kits, got taken by twolegs and lived as a kittypet for a while, then when she got home she was killed by a snakebite while collecting herbs. tigerleaf you will always be famous
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norrisleclercf1 · 9 months
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Hello
I love all your writing you’re just so good and I’m always excited to read anything you write. I was wondering if you would do more for the our boy series with Charles and lando because it’s just so good, one of the best fics I’ve read. Ofc only If you won’t to write more for it up to you. 💕💕
Disappearing Act
Warnings: Angst, Fluff
A/N: We need this after yesterday's race. For the Charles girlies to celebrate and the Lando girlies we got humbled hard
Cécile is 6 years old in this, tamia means chipmunk
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"Papa?" A tiny tug of his race suit has Charles looking down. He didn't even know she was awake yet, much less she found her way to the garage.
"Cécile? My sweet little tamia. What are you doing here? Where is Grand'Mere?" Charles frantically looking around for his mother. She was the one to watch Cécile, and she was nowhere in sight. "Talking to Uncle Zio." She tugs her bunny close to her chest.
"Talking to Uncle Lorenzo? How did you find me? Mother must be freaking out." Bending down, he lifts her tiny body with ease, instantly she snuggles deeper into her Papa's chest. "Dunno know." She yawns, the last edges of her nap evident.
"Papa? Where's Daddy?" He sighs, she was such a daddy's girl. Elijah was attached to his hip, but Cécile was always attached to Lando's. "I don't know, but let's go find Grand'Mere first yes?" Bouncing her, she lets out her little ring of a giggle.
"Oh! God Charles, you found her!" Pascale and Lorenzo both rushing them, walking up to the Ferrari hospitality. "Fuck, man she was asleep on the couch when we turned she was gone. We're sorry." Lorenzo rapid fires apologies.
Charles doesn't say anything, he wants to be furious at his mother and brother. But, he couldn't really blame them. Cécile was known to wander, but the fact that this happened at a race weekend. Anyone could've taken her.
"Did you tell Lando?" Charles voice soft, refusing to be angry in front of his daughter. "Yeah, we told one of the mechanics who went straight to him." Pascale sighs, knowing Lando must be going crazy.
"Charles! Have you found Cécile? She's missing!" Lando's terrified voice breaks through the crowd people look, but quickly forget about it carrying on with their day. "Daddy!" Cécile squeals, lifting her head hearing her Daddy's voice.
"Cécile! Bunny, are you okay?" Lando hugs both Charles and his daughter, holding them close. When the mechanic told him that his little girl was missing in the Paddock, terror gripped his chest so tight he was forced to sit down to breath.
"She's fine, Lando." Charles freeing an arm, wrapping it around his shaking partner. "Tamia found me, she's okay." Charles whispers trying to calm Lando down. "Scared me." He whispers, so Cécile doesn't hear.
"Daddy, you're squishing me." Cécile whines, moving around so much. Lando pulls away, but still stands very close. "Lando, honey we're so sorry. She just, disappeared." Pascale feeling terrible that this has happened.
"It's okay, Pascale. She's been doing that often. Just at home, first time in public. Nothing is wrong and she doesn't seem hurt." Lando's eyes red, Charles handing over their daughter to him knowing he needed to hold her, to fully calm him down.
"Mama, can you go get her bag that Y/n packed? She's going to join us in the garage." Pascale nods, Lorenzo joining her as they go inside to gather her stuff.
"Daddy?" Cécile, pushes hair out of her face, big eyes looking up at her Daddy's face. "Yes, bunny? Are you hurt? Did someone touch you?" Lando starts to freak out again, Charles laying a hand on his neck rubbing it. "Guess what I saw?" Charles bites his bottom lip watching Lando deflate hearing those words.
"What did you see bunny?" Lando leaning into Charles's hand. "Uncle Lewis." She whispers, a blush gathering on her cheeks. Charles loses it then, Lando's face void of emotion his partner laughing his ass off. "Did you now?" His voice monotone.
His little girl gave him a heart attack, and she's here blushing over Lewis? Yeah, she was going to kill him.
"Oh, tamia that was wonderful." Charles kissing her on the cheeks, she giggles pulling her bunny close. "Papa, I want ice cream." It was these moments they knew she was yours through and through.
Anything she asked for, the two of them are running over their feet trying to get it. "Of course, tamia. We can get ice cream." Lando sets her down, Charles and Lando grabbing her little hands. Charles in charge of carrying Lewlew her bunny.
"Here is her bag." Pascale sliding it onto Charles shoulder, kissing his cheek. "Call Y/n, tell her what happened. She'll want to know, but also she can punish her better than we can." Charles admits, Lorenzo shaking his head at his pathetic brother. "I will."
"Papa! Come on, ice cream." Cécile whining as she stomps her foot. "Cécile Hazel, don't you dare get an attitude." Lando's voice sharp, causing the youngest Norris-Leclerc to apologize. "It's okay, I was taking a while wasn't I?" Charles smiles as the 3 well technically 4 of them walk down the paddock.
Approaching a booth that has ice cream, Cécile asks Charles to lift her up so she can see all her choices. "Papa? I don't know what to get." Her eyes wide with uncertainty. He smiles, for 6 years old he was glad her hardest choice in life was which ice cream she wanted.
"Can we get vanilla, strawberry and cookies?" Lando stepping in, the vendor nods as he makes 3 cones of the ice cream. "Here, bunny." Lando handing her the small cone of cookie ice cream. "Thanks Daddy." Cécile licking her ice cream she looks around the place.
Her eyes widen when she sees a certain someone. "Papa, Papa, Papaaaaa." She whines yanking on the sleeves of his race suit. Charles turns, looking down at his baby. "Look, it's Uncle Bas." Charles's head snaps up seeing Sebastian Vettel.
"It is Uncle Bas, why don't you go say hello." Cécile nods, shoving her ice cream into Lando's hand who almost drops it as a flurry of curls and blue dress goes running. "Uncle Bas!" Sebastian whirls around, immediately dropping down to let the little girl run into his arms.
"Cécile, my little spitfire. Are you causing trouble?" Sebastian laughs, standing up with her in his arms. "Yes." She beams, Sebastian unable to stop the laugh that breaks free at her brutal honesty. "You are causing trouble? You shouldn't do that to your Papa and Daddy." Her face falls, hating whenever the older men in her life told her she wasn't being good.
"She bolted from my mother, missing for about 30 minutes before she found me in the garage." Charles's voice has Sebastian smiling bright at the young man he sees as a son. "Then she's definitely Y/n and your daughter." Sebastian smiles, putting the girl back down.
She holds her hand out, pushing out her bottom lip. Lando hands her, her ice cream bringing back that dazzling smile. "Whipped." Seb whispers nodding to Lando. "I can't say anything, she's got me too." Seb watches the love and pride swell in Charles's eyes and face.
"You listened to my message." Charles turns, confused. "What I wrote on my helmet that I gave you. You listened." Seb patting Charles on the back, pulling him in. "Good." Charles blushes, still always in awe whenever he's around Sebastian.
"Cécile Hazel Norris-Leclerc!" Everyone in the small group freeze hearing the full name of their daughter. "Uhoh. Mama is mad." Cécile whispers, seeing her older brother Elijah and mother make their way towards them. "You ran away from your Grand'Mere and gave your Daddy a scare! Do you have any idea what you have done? And you two reward her with ice cream?" You yell, Elijah snickers slipping over to Sebastians side.
The 10 year old watches on amused that for once his angel baby sister was getting in trouble. "Keep smirking, and I'll tell your mother, papa, and dad about the time you stole my original kart when you visited." Sebastian smirks, seeing the boy go stone face quickly.
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s-4pphics · 2 months
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mourn. teaser (e.w.)
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TEASER. 
WORD COUNT: eight thirty :3
WARNINGS: streetracer!ellie, dealer!oc, heavy angst, HEAVY MENTIONS OF ADDICTION AND VIOLENCE IN THE FUTURE, no one’s a good person bc i’m grieving 
A/N: sad
fck neil drukman. zios will d!e.
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FEBRUARY, 2019
Ellie’s fist comes down hard on your front door, the aged and loosened wood rattling with the desperate punctures from her twitchy hand. You’re always here. You never miss a fucking phone call. Why won’t you open the fucking door? Her chest falls rapidly like oxygen is limited. The winds are seconds away from crushing her bones into dust, it seems. Panicked curses fall from her mouth; How did you allow her to get this far? Her throat swells in warning as her eyes fill. C’mon… c’mon, you fucking bitch—
Her palm twists around the doorknob, rattling it, strangling it, begging for it to loosen so you can deliver what you promised. You never fucking miss her calls. She whimpers like a dog when the lock doesn’t shutter. You have to fucking be here. 
She doesn’t realize she’s begging with her mouth against the wood. Anyone she can; her mother, God, for you to fucking be home and save her from misery. She’s freezing and fiends to shed her skin like a snake. 
Fucking stupid bitch, Ellie gasps. Her first breath in what felt like years, Open the motherfucking do—
Ellie?
Her eyes, tearful and lost, find yours. Clad in all black with her vice thrown over your shoulder, guarded by your more than recognizable bright orange duffel. Ellie nearly drools at the sight, Please… please let me in, I’m gonna fucking die—
She has angered you in an instant, face twisting with creases between your brows. You always are when she shows up unannounced. In her defense, she warned you before she wandered upon your place. Dialed your number for an hour straight. 
I fucking told you a billion times—
I know, I know—
You trek until you’re in front of her, snarling your teeth like a lion, You don’t fucking know. You’re— Palms connect with Ellie’s chest and she stutters back, — I fucking told you no. Find somebody else. 
Ellie’s rebuttal is sharp as she grips your wrist, There’s no one fucking else and you know it. Don’t pull this shit right now—
You scoff and shove her off to unlock your door. She hates how her mind whirs to shove you to the side and steal away with your bag. Take your drunk ass home—
She fails to deny her intoxication. The stabbing pains in her side won’t allow it, And if I don’t? The fuck are you gonna do? Ellie snorts and it’s dark. Shoot me in the goddamn face? … Call the cops? 
Your door is unlocked, but you don’t open it. She can feel exhaustion radiating off you. It weighs her down. You weigh her down. She hates what you’ve done to her. If anything, you owe her for the damage you’ve caused. So, she preys. Claws at the one inkling of leverage she has over you. The only thing you’ll never back away from. 
Ellie’s eyes go soft. A ploy she’s mastered over the years. I love you so much… You can’t leave me like this… Your sharp exhale is painful to digest. She pads closer with tightly clenched fists; watches yours clutch the knob of the entrance as grounding. I won’t do it here. I promise, She whispers and watches your shoulders droop. Pride disguised as guilt sparks in her chest. She can practically taste euphoria. 
Ellie… Your voice shakes. She’s instantly transported back to high school. The ache in your strained call still remains. Dejected. 
Yes? Her reply is sweet as candy, and she knows she’s got you. Fingers jump underneath the cuff of her jacket sleeve. Eager, anticipating the rush of crushed pills in her nose. 
You’re heaving, chest rising and falling at an increased pace with tearful eyes glued to your rusted roof. All before you choke, If I ever see you again, I’ll rip your fucking throat out. 
Every time Ellie believes she’s grown used to your aggression, she’s proven wrong. Your anger causes her body to lock, feet glued to the floor as her expression drops. You manage to throw yourself into the shack you call home, door slamming in her face and lock clicking, trapping her in icy wind. 
NO! Nonononono—
Ellie’s screaming into the void, screeching like a banshee on cracked concrete as she kicks at your door with a weighted heel. 
On the other side, you drop to the floor, stocked duffel flung as far away from you as humanly possible in your hysteria. Your sobs are earth-shattering and your chest cracks open, scratching at unkept hardwood as you recall how the fuck you got here. There’s no future, no hope, no anything for you. For your best friend whom you’ve destroyed. You’ve ruined her. 
Ruined yourself in fire. 
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zionanelequaso · 2 months
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hiiii
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carrd
accs that are me:
@ziogetsjiggywithit
@spike-anderson
@scrina-is-not-a-thing
@viktor-strobovski
@colorz-the-skinwalker
@azk-gnarpy
@ziostopmakingthese
@ask-mach
@nature-valley-granolabar
@zio-octopulous
official reference sheet(s) [s will be soon.] for my main sona
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autismserenity · 2 months
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Honestly: Not listening to Jews is one thing.
It takes time for any given person to work their way around to educating themselves about their learned biases, to what tropes and traps they're missing. Much less to learning history and culture and prioritizing the voices of a marginalized group on its own issues.
However. I fucking draw the line at you fools who are SO enthusiastic about getting a free pass on one group, SO happy to cave in to all that unexamined bigotry from the world around you, SO overjoyed at the high of being told it even makes you a BETTER PERSON to do it, that you're fucking SWALLOWING KKK TERMS LIKE "ZIO" AND SPITTING THEM BACK OUT AT JEWS.
When you sound like David Duke, you maybe wanna CHECK WHAT PIPELINE YOU ARE ACTUALLY IN.
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agendabymooner · 10 months
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part of you ! daniel r. x ofc (måneskin member! ofc)
“in the heart of me there’s a part of you”
summary: it’s 2024. lorelei hester ‘lester’ alessandro ricciardo returns to wreak havoc but as a married woman as she wonders what to get her husband for his 35th birthday. it turns out, there’s nothing better than a gift that she already planned on getting him.
content warning: sequel for rush series, married!ofc and married!danny ric, instagram posts, use of explicit language (maybe), pregnancy announcement, mobile app is used making this so it’s kinda icky, everyone asking for a mini ric
note: I GOT ACCEPTED INTO UNIVERSITY (I think). F1 TEAMS MEDIA RELATIONS HERE I COME 🤩🤩
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ethaneskin BABY ALLIE-RIC!!!! liked by loricciardo and danielricciardo
user1 OMGGGG HAPPY BIRTHDAY INDEED
user2 omg 😭😭 this is the best thing to have ever happened to me and I’m engaged
landonorris zio lando’s bout to be the best zio of all zios 🫡😩
estebanocon noooo baby ric’s really going to choose their estie bestie over you 🙄
fernandoalo_oficial congratulations lori and daniel! really happy for you two ❤️ liked by loricciardo and danielricciardo
danielricciardo thanks man! we can’t wait for your little one to pop out soon— i’m sure thetrishalonso would kill to have our baby ric over for a playdate.
thetrishalonso oh pleaseee! baby ric would be an amazing addition to the paddock kids club 🥰
tillywolff omgomgomg finally 🎉 we’ve been wondering if lori’s finally told you about your little! congratulations danny and lori!!! can’t wait to see the little one (toto said that you’d probably have a boy) liked by loricciardo and danielricciardo
danielricciardo i trust toto— i know he’s guessed it correctly three times so i know he isn’t wrong in this one 🤩
ykaaar congratulations!!! can’t wait to be the best godfather ever to this little one 😍😍 liked by loricciardo and danielricciardo
loricciardo didn’t you tell my husband about having the best years of his life if we had a child???
ykaaar i meant that literally <3
loricciardo coglione 🙄
user3 pilfs in the making 😭😭😭 liked by danielricciardo
danielricciardo that’s just my wife 🫡❤️
loricciardo i know they’ll just have the same curls as you <3
danielricciardo i hope they’re just as wild as you ❤️
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user1 ahhhh i can just imagine baby ric causing havoc in the pits 😩
scuderiaferrari they’re about to be our littlest big ferrari fan 😍 liked by loricciardo
redbullracing wrong 🙅‍♀️ liked by danielricciardo
yukitsunoda0511 congratulations lori and daniel!
user2 the cake and everything 😭😭 so happy for you two
user3 mama y papa 😳🤯 liked by loricciardo and danielricciardo
lewishamilton are we building a library for mini ric or what??? liked by loricciardo and danielricciardo
danielricciardo already halfway through lewis 🤩
lewishamilton my man 🫡
landonorris i call dibs on godmother role
colabebe fuck off, that’s my role
charles_leclerc can i get a gold star for not spilling out an oopsie? liked by loricciardo
loricciardo yes you can ⭐️⭐️ have two— you’ve done a good job at hiding those tests away 🤣
maxverstappen1 was that why he almost vomited when i tried barging in the room?!
charles_leclerc maxverstappen1 yeah try to hide four pee sticks in your pockets then you’ll see how i felt 🙄
danielricciardo can i say it…
loricciardo daniel no
landonorris DANIEL YES!
thomasraggi_ “i’m so glad my senior swimmers worked hard for this one” -danny in our group chat 2024
user4 😅 sometimes i wish danny isnt allowed to use any social media platforms
danielricciardo can’t wait for our little wombat to arrive 🥰 liked by loricciardo
loricciardo you have a bad habit of making things more aussie than it is.
danielricciardo there’s no italian alternative babe. what do i call them? our little parmesan? meatball?
loricciardo i hate you.
carlossainzjr little parmesan is now their new nickname ❤️🧀
loricciardo oh good 🙄 can’t wait to hear that coming out of jenson and martin’s mouths
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fdelopera · 6 months
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A Jewish Analysis of Moon Knight Online as We Approach Hanukkah
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So, I am a Jew. I am a Moon Knight fan. And I need to address an elephant in the room.
Over the past month on Tumblr, I have seen people making some of the most blatant antisemitic statements I’ve ever seen in all my life.
And I say this as a Jew who lived through a Nazi mass shooting on my Jewish community back in 2018. I say this as a Jew who used to have Evangelical Christians call me “Christ-killer” when I was younger. I say this as a Jew who grew up in the Midwest near a chapter of the KKK. The KKK would hold regular rallies against Jews, only a few miles from my house.
So when I tell you the antisemitism online has been bad, I’m saying it’s as bad as what the KKK does during their rallies.
Unfortunately, some of the antisemitism I’ve seen online has come from some people who are in the Moon Knight fandom, a community built around celebrating a Jewish system.
And as a Jew, I need to address this directly, especially as we approach Hanukkah.
I am putting this next section under a Read More, with a Trigger Warning for antisemitic language and mentions of SA.
This may be painful to read. But I am asking you to please read it.
Let me preface what I am about to say by reminding you that antisemitism is NEVER okay. Full stop. No matter the situation, no matter the conflict, antisemitism is NEVER justified. Antisemitism solves nothing. All it does is gets Jews harassed, attacked, and killed. If your response to any conflict is to respond with Jew-hatred, all you are doing is exposing yourself as an antisemite and a bigot.
And yet, I have seen people in the Moon Knight fandom reblog and say the most horrific, antisemitic things about Jewish people.
I have seen people in the Moon Knight fandom say that Jewish people deserve to be raped and murdered, specifically because we are Jewish. .
I have seen people in the Moon Knight fandom say that they think we Jews are like Nazis. This is called Holocaust-inversion. It is an antisemitic canard that started with the KKK (one of the major white supremacist hate groups in the US), and it is a form of Jew-taunting. Antisemites find the thing that is the most hurtful to Jewish people, and then they compare Jews to that. The Holocaust is our greatest tragedy. So by comparing us Jews to Nazis, you are intentionally degrading us. .
I have seen people in the Moon Knight fandom call Jews slurs that originated with the KKK and Neo-Nazis. Some people in the MK fandom have called Jewish people “Zios,” “Zio scum,” and “Zio rats” (among other slurs). These are antisemitic slurs from white supremacists. .
I have seen people in the Moon Knight fandom harassing me and other Jews to demand, “Are you a Zionist?” This is the “Good Jew/Bad Jew” antisemitic canard (or more accurately "Useful Jew/Bad Jew"), most notably used by the Nazis. You are sorting Jews into camps of “Good Jews” and “Bad Jews,” which puts ALL Jews in danger of attack. Antisemites use the "Good Jews" to attack other Jews, and then eventually antisemites label ALL Jews "Bad Jews" to justify attacking and even murdering us. This is what happened in my Jewish community in Pittsburgh, where a Nazi murdered eleven of us. He barged into Tree of Life synagogue and opened fire on two different congregations of Jews who were there for Shabbat. .
I have seen people in the Moon Knight fandom desecrating the Magen David and comparing it to a swastika. Again, this is another form of antisemitic Holocaust-inversion and Jew-taunting. You are comparing one of our most sacred symbols (the Magen David, or Star of David) to the swastika, the symbol of the Nazis. .
I have seen people in the Moon Knight fandom say that they want millions of Jews to die.
Let me put this clearly. If in some hypothetical scenario, you met Steven Grant on the street, would you go up to him and say, “Fucking die, you Zio rat!" or "Hitler should've killed more of you!” or “You’re a fucking Nazi!” Of course you wouldn’t. So don’t say this to REAL LIFE Jewish people, either.
If you are treating a FICTIONAL Jewish character with more respect and care than REAL LIFE Jewish people, you need to do some serious soul searching.
There is a term for the act of obsessing over a fictional Jew while at the same time disrespecting and harassing actual Jewish people: It’s called fetishizing Jewish people.
Here’s the thing that you maybe fail to understand. This is a VITAL lesson we Jews learned from the Holocaust: If you are a Jew, you are a Jew. Our fates are linked. It doesn’t matter what country we were born in. It doesn’t matter if we are Orthodox or non-practicing. It doesn’t matter what our political stance is on anything. Antisemites don’t care. They want us all dead.
There are only 16 million of us in the entire world. We’re 0.2% of the world’s population, and we were nearly all murdered several decades ago by the Nazi Holocaust in Europe and widespread ethnic cleansing by Arabs in the Middle East. Not to mention widespread pogroms in Eastern Europe a generation before (that is when my family came to America). And the 2000 years of antisemitic persecution and mass murder before that.
An attack on one Jew is an attack on all Jews. This is why Jews collectively mourn the eleven Jews who were murdered by a Nazi in the Tree of Life synagogue in Pittsburgh. Jews across the US and around the world say Mourner’s Kaddish for them.
And if you say you want Jews thousands of miles away to be mass murdered, you are saying that about me, too. You are telling me that you want me to be killed in the most brutal, vile, degrading way possible.
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And now, Hanukkah is coming up. And there is about to be #MKCember (an art challenge like Inktober) within the Moon Knight community. And some of the art prompts relate to Hanukkah and to Shabbat.
And I think I’m one of the only Jews still involved in any capacity within the Moon Knight fandom on Tumblr.
Most of you in the Moon Knight fandom are gentiles (people who are not Jews). And you are about to create art that will relate to a Jewish holiday about Jewish perseverance in the face of annihilation. Hanukkah celebrates Jewish hope when all seems lost.
You are about to create art that relates to the rededication of the Second Temple in Jerusalem in 164 BCE, after Jews fought a bloody war for Jerusalem against the Seleucid Greek Empire. The Seleucids had defiled the Jewish Temple by slaughtering pigs on the altar, so the Jews, led by Judah Maccabee, had to purify the Temple. That is where the origin of the Hanukkah tradition comes from.
You are about to create art that relates to the Hanukkah Miracle, the Miracle of the Oil, that is recorded in the Talmud, one of our most sacred texts.
Hanukkah is NOT a communal holiday. It is NOT a gentile holiday. Hanukkah is a Jewish holiday. It is for Jewish people. Gentiles can participate, but only if you are respectful. And some people in the Moon Knight fandom have been horribly disrespectful to Jewish people.
And I remember last year, when many gentile artists created weird, culturally insensitive approximations of Hanukkah. Things like the hanukkiah (Hanukkah menorah) having the wrong number of branches, and being lit incorrectly. Things like MK System being dressed up in a Christmas sweater. Things like the Magen David (Star of David) having 5 points instead of 6.
Last year, I could laugh it off as people being ignorant.
But this year, after seeing the barrage of antisemitism that has come from some people in the Moon Knight fandom, this kind of poorly researched Hanukkah art will feel like a slap in the face.
So, what are some things that you can do if you are a Moon Knight artist, and you want to draw Hanukkah-related Moon Knight art for this challenge?
Here are 5 very strong recommendations:
NUMBER 1:
FIRST AND FOREMOST. If you are NOT going to be respectful of Jewish holidays, culture, and traditions, DO NOT make ANY art that depicts Hanukkah, or any Jewish holiday.
If you cannot respect Jewish people, you are NOT QUALIFIED to make art that relates to Jewish people.
I do NOT want to see someone posting Moon Knight art they’ve drawn next to a post comparing Jews to Nazis. In the words of Gene Wilder, a Jewish actor, “You get nothing. You lose. Good day, sir.”
Draw something else.
And if I see any antisemitic art posted online by supposed Moon Knight fans, you best believe I will be calling you out, and so will other Moon Knight fans.
NUMBER 2:
If you are prepared to be respectful of Jewish people and Jewish traditions, DO YOUR RESEARCH. For instance, there are lots of videos on YouTube where Jewish people show you how to light a hanukkiah (Hanukkah menorah).
MyJewishLearning.com, for example, has an explanation of Hanukkah candle lighting: click here.
These are two simple tutorials of how to light the hanukkiah (Hanukkah menorah): click here, and here.
This is an artistic example from last year of how to draw MK System lighting Hanukkah candles: click here.
Since there are also artistic prompts relating to Shabbat, this is a page that describes the blessings and customs for Shabbat: click here.
NUMBER 3:
Don’t depict Moon Knight using Christian symbology. Don’t depict MK System as a Catholic knight. Don’t depict MK System wearing a Christmas sweater, or opening presents from under a Christmas tree. This is antisemitic. It is Jewish erasure.
If you are going to depict MK System in a holiday-related context, honor their Jewishness.
This is an artistic example from last year of how to depict MK System festively, without erasing their Jewishness: click here.
NUMBER 4:
If you are friends with a Jewish person, you might have the idea to ask them to review your art. BUT. Big caveat here. We Jews have just been through a month of utter HELL. Judging at least from my inbox, each of us has likely received dozens of death threats and hateful messages from antisemites over the past few weeks, just because we are Jewish. We are EXHAUSTED. So if you are friends with a Jewish person, do not be offended if they tell you that no, they don’t have the spoons to help you. And really, it’s best to just do your own research, and not ask Jews to do any more emotional labor than we already are doing.
NUMBER 5:
MOST IMPORTANT. Again, Be respectful. If you are a gentile, Hanukkah is not a holiday that belongs to you. It belongs to Jewish people. It celebrates thousands of years of Jewish perseverance. It celebrates all the times Jewish people were driven to the brink, but managed to hold on by the skin of our teeth. It reminds us that we are still here. It tells us that we will survive.
Respect Jews. Respect our holidays. Respect our culture. Respect our traditions.
Thank you.
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Must Love Massiffs
Summary: You meet an unexpected person at the park who happens to have a massiff just like you.
Pairing: Sergeant Hound x GN!Reader
WC: 1.6K
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; Name calling.
A/N: If you can't tell, I got this idea from the romcom "Must Love Dogs" starring Diane Lane and John Cusack lol. I'm a diehard romantic. Always. Anyway, I'd not written anything for Hound yet, so here we are! <3
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Your day hadn’t started off well. First, you got let go from your job at the bank that you had worked at for the last six years. Then, you spilled your coffee all over your new leather seats of your speeder. And finally, your massiff, Zio, had gotten out and ran down your street toward the park so now, you’re chasing after her trying to make sure she doesn’t scare someone or get run over. 
A great fucking day, right? Just the absolute best. What next?
“Zio!” You call out, losing her out of your sight. 
“This fucking massiff.” You grumble. “I knew I should have taken the lazy tooka home…” 
You grumble, but you love Zio with your entire heart. Normally, she’d wait for you to put her leash on, so the fact that she ran out the door like that kind of worries you.
“WOAH! DOWN BOY!” You hear someone in the park shout. “DOWN GRIZZER!”
You turn around and start running immediately, seeing Zio sniffing out another excited massiff and his Coruscant Guard owner. 
“Zio, down!” You yell, a little afraid that this guy could hurt Zio or even arrest you.
You really didn’t know much about the Coruscant Guard other than they were basically glorified detectives and worked closely with the chancellor, senate, and Jedi. People you didn’t really care much for. “Do you mind?” The clone snaps at you in a rude, modulated voice. “Don’t you know what a leash is?” 
You glare at him, pulling Zio back toward you, leashing her. “Obviously that’s what I was trying to do, thanks.” “This is a leash-only park.” The Corrie tells you, ignoring your comment.
“Yeah, I know, asshole.” You finally get her to sit. “She ran out and I’ve been chasing her for six blocks. You gonna arrest me or something? Because if not, I’ve got places to be.” 
You get a look at his intricately decorated helmet. It’s different from any Corrie helmet you’ve ever seen. It actually looks really cool, but you’re not gonna tell this asshole that. It has grey and white jags with a red V that goes down over the visor from the top. It’s interesting. But unfortunately, the helmet belongs to a dick.
“Okay, great.” You nod when he says nothing, walking Zio away. “Let’s go, Zio.” 
When you get to the edge of the park and let Zio do her business there, you look back at the Corrie and he’s still watching you with a tilted head. Whatever. You turn back around and then head home once Zio is done. 
“You’re rotten, you know that?” You talk to her, shaking your head. 
She looks back at you slightly, clearly pleased with herself. 
“Sorry, girl. It’s been a long day…” You sigh. 
When you get home, you let Zio off the leash and feed her dinner then go and sit down on the couch. 
Now what? Job hunting… that’s what.
When Zio is done scarfing down her dinner, she comes and lays on the couch with you, putting her head on your lap, sweetly, as you search the holonet for the help wanted ads.
“It’s impossible to stay upset with you, you know that?” You pet her scaly skin and she rolls over so you can rub her belly. “I think you do actually know that.”
The next day, on your walk with Zio you can’t help but wonder if that Corrie from yesterday will be there. Not that you particularly care, you just want to steer clear of him.
You sit down on the park bench, pulling out your book after you make sure to clip Zio to the bench. 
“Zio, sit.” You tell her. 
She does and you give her a treat, patting her on the head and then open your book. While you read a couple chapters of your book, she lays at your feet, enjoying the warm Coruscant sun on her scaly skin. 
“Good girl.” You pat her again and then go back to your book.
“Um, excuse me.” You hear a familiar voice that you were really hoping to not hear. 
This time the voice wasn’t modulated, though. With a roll of your eyes, you sit your book down and look up at the Corrie. Except you were expecting a regular looking clone. Not an incredibly handsome bearded one with longer blond highlighted hair that’s pulled back out of his face.
To say you're stunned is an understatement. You’re practically speechless and you know your jaw must be on the ground. 
“Hi.” He smiles. “We met yesterday?” 
You look down at his massiff, you think his name was Grizzer, he’s got on his leash. Grizzer sniffs at Zio, who seems uninterested today. Maybe she was unimpressed after yesterday.
“I remember. Are you here to arrest me today?” You look up at him with a straight face.
“Actually, I came to bring you this.” He offers you a cup of caf. “We got off on the wrong foot.”
“Yeah, you were a bit of an asshole.” You nod. 
“I was… I’m sorry.” He continues to hold the caf out for you. “It was a bit of a rough day yesterday.”
“Yeah, me too…” You take the cup from him and scoot down the bench a bit as a way of asking him to sit. “Sorry about that.”
He nods and sits a little bit away from you, giving you space, and clips Grizzer to the bench. Zio sits up again, staring at Grizzer and the Corrie, still deciding if they’re a threat.
“No uh, helmet today?” You ask him, taking a sip of the caf, which is black. 
You reach into your bag for a few sweetener packets and then put the empty packets into your jacket pocket to throw away at home. 
“Sorry, I didn’t know how you took it.” The Corrie apologizes. 
“No worries. I always keep sweetener packets on me for when strangers offer me caf.” You smile finally. 
“Really?” He asks with a raised eyebrow.
“No.” You chuckle.
He lets out a laugh, which you unfortunately can’t help but notice is nice and makes you smile a bit more.
“But yeah, no helmet today. I was um… hoping I’d run into you today and I didn’t want you to see me as a threat.” He admits.
Oh. “That’s very… thoughtful.” You nod.
He pats Grizzer on the head and then looks at you again. “I’m Hound.” 
You tell him your name and he smiles.
“It’s nice to meet you. Again, that is.” 
“Likewise. And this is Grizzer?” You nod at the massiff which is still sitting with his tongue hanging out, still watching Zio.
“Yeah. My good ol’ boy.” He rubs Grizzer’s head again. “Zio, right?” 
You nod, touched that he remembered her name. “Yeah.” 
“Well, it’s really good to meet you both.” He grins. 
You both sit there and sip your caf in comfortable silence, watching as your massiffs both lay back down, not missing that they’re pointed toward each other. 
“Is it okay if I ask why you had a rough day?” Hound asks after a while.
“Oh… I lost my job… and then spilled caf in my speeder… and then this brat got out.” You nod down at Zio before looking at him again. 
“Oh, I’m so sorry.” He tells you.
You can tell he’s genuinely sorry. You shrug, though. 
“I’ll figure it out.” You look out at the park.
“What did you do?” He asks.
“I worked at a bank as a teller for the last six years.” You sigh. “It wasn’t the greatest job in the entire world, but I’m fluent in many languages and I enjoyed seeing different people every day, you know?”
“Well… um… I know that my commander was looking to hire a receptionist for the chancellor.” Hound tells you. “If that’s something you’d be interested in?”
It’s sweet that he’s thinking of you like this, but you hate Palpatine. The man is a creep and gives you extremely bad vibes. Anytime you see him on the news, you can’t help but think that he looks like he’d be a villain in a movie.
“Yeah, no. I hate that guy.” You smile. “But thank you… seriously.” 
“So do we.” Hound shrugs. “Hate him, that is…”
You admire his honesty. You’d not dealt with many clones so you don’t have much to compare him to, but you’re surprised you’re enjoying Hound’s company. 
“He doesn’t care about the clones… just wants us to win his war.” Hound finishes his coffee and looks down at Grizzer.
Your heart breaks for him, this man you don’t really know. Him and the other clones. You’re not ignorant. You know that people don’t treat them like the human being that they are. It’s not right.
“Well, I better get home. I have to get cracking on the job hunting.” You tell him, not making a move to get up.
You don’t exactly want to leave, but you really do have a bit of a busy day planned. 
“If you’re not too busy in the morning… There’s this great breakfast spot near the Senate Dome that allows Grizzer in… I’m sure they’d let Zio in too?” He asks, taking a sip of his caf.
“Are you asking me out on a date?” You ask him.
“Yeah, I am.” He grins. “Even though you think I’m an asshole.”
“Used to…” You laugh. “But yes. Breakfast sounds nice.” 
You pull out an old business card, write your comm channel on it, and give it to Hound. 
“Send me the details.” You smile, unclipping Zio and standing up.
Hound does the same with Grizzer. “I’ll send you the deets.”
You chuckle. “Can’t wait.”
Turning with Zio, you start walking but hear Hound say “Grizz… did I really just say ‘deets’? Maker, I’m such a di’kut.”
You can’t help but chuckle to yourself as you continue walking home, already looking forward to the next morning.
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