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If your Jewish friends invite you to join them for some Chanukah festivities, there's a few basic things you should keep in mind. When I say "basic," I mean really basic. If it's listed here, it unfortunately means I've seen/heard someone do or say it.
Don't make Holocaust jokes.
Don't make thinly veiled antisemitic comments. Antisemitic "jokes" aren't funny.
Dreidel is pretty much a game of chance. Losing isn't the end of the world. Everyone loses dreidel at least once a year (usually more than that).
Staying with friends doesn't mean your friends are supposed to fund your vacation (this honestly goes for staying with anyone, not just your Jewish friends). They're saving you the cost of a hotel already.
If you don't want to participate in a holiday tradition, don't make a big thing out of it. Respectfully decline and move on instead of calling Jewish traditions "weird" or something along those lines.
Have fun! Chanukah is a beautiful holiday with some really cool and beautiful traditions. Enjoy your time with your friends.
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mynolia · 5 months
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Decorating cookies for Chanukah 💜
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ornithologyorthodoxy · 5 months
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12/10/23
(This one’s for @fuckyeahcoelacanths )
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maidservant-hecubus · 4 months
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Happy Chanukah
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kieran-granola · 5 months
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Sweet Sorries
(This is a little JayTim Chanukah gift for @silver-snow-77! Thank you for being a lot of fun 💕)
“We missed you at the Manor.”
Jason doesn't flinch but he tenses, his shoulders drawing up as he sets his helmet down on the table. Slowly, he turns around to find Tim sitting at his kitchen table all bundled up in a cozy sweater and scarf. The plate of sufganiyot that Jason cooked and abandoned earlier that day is waiting in front of him, the shape of it somehow accusing in the semi-darkness.
“Who’s we exactly?” Jason asks as he unholsters his guns. 
In the kitchen, Tim shrugs. “Alfred. Bruce. Damian. Me. Take your pick.”
Following his well-practiced routine, Jason unloads his weapons and puts them away in his safe. He'll need to clean them later — to make sure everything will be in working order tomorrow when he heads out into the streets again — but he's got more pressing concerns for now.
“You see me practically everyday, birdie.”
“We don't celebrate Hanukkah everyday, though.”
Jason shrugs off his leather jacket and sprawls on his couch to work on removing his boots. “Technically, for a week, we do.”
Tim's tongue clicks. “Jason.”
“Timothy,” Jason deadpans.
They stare at each other in silence for a minute, then Tim sighs. His shoulders droop, hurt clear on his face. When he speaks, his voice is thin.  “Why didn't you show up? I wanted to spend the night with you. I thought—I was hoping that you wanted to celebrate with me too.”
Shame and guilt bloom in Jason's stomach. Fuck. He's an asshole. He was so caught up in his insecurities, so worried about Bruce's judgment and Alfred's disapproval, that he didn't stop to consider whether Tim would be hurt by his absence. Stomach turning into a mess of knots, he kicks his boots off and stands up. 
“I'm sorry. I was planning to go. I mean—” he gestures to the plate of pastries, “—I even baked. But then I just… I don't know. I couldn't do it.”
Tim bites his lip. “You got scared.”
“I guess.”
“You could have told me. I would have spent the evening with you, we could have—”
“No!” Jason blurts out. “No. It's—You shouldn't have to skip family celebrations just because you decided to fuck the local pariah.”
Tim goes stock-still, his expression smoothing out into an impenetrable mask. “Is that what we're doing? Fucking?”
Dozens of memories flit through Jason’s mind — Tim's smile over shared fries, his strong fingers digging bruises into Jason's hips, heated debates in front of the TV, and days spent curled up together in bed — and his heart stutters. Dammit. He didn’t mean to imply that what they have isn’t serious. 
“No, it's not,” he says slowly. “You know it's not. You're as much of a detective as I am. You’ve got to know how I feel about you.”
“By that logic, you have to know how I feel about you too. But you still left me hanging at the Manor tonight.” 
Jason looks away. Maybe he does know. Maybe he remembers the way Tim took care of him when he was sick despite his own weakened immune system. Maybe he can picture the smile that blooms on his face whenever he wakes up next to Jason. Maybe he knows the shape of Tim's feelings intimately. Maybe he's let him write them across his bones with every kiss and touch.
Maybe it's not enough to compensate for his fear of Bruce anyway.
“I'm sorry,” he repeats. “I should have warned you. I was too caught up in my issues with B to think about you and that was unfair of me. I'll do better next time.”
Tim gives him a long, inscrutable look. Then he sighs. “Alright.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. I’ve got my own hang-ups when it comes to Bruce, so… Apology accepted. On one condition.”
“Anything you want. Just say the word.”
“I want a sufganiyah,” Tim replies lightly. “And a kiss.”
Gratitude fills Jason’s chest with sunshine. He doesn’t know what he was expecting, but it definitely wasn’t Tim’s playful answer. To be forgiven so easily and reminded that Tim cares for him all in one fell swoop… It’s a gift he never thought he’d be given.
Eyes stinging, he moves closer and pushes the plate towards Tim. “Take as many as you want. Hell, eat them all. I can always make more.”
Tim grabs a beignet. He takes a bite, and powdered sugar sticks to his mouth, bright and enticing. 
Jason leans in reflexively at the sight. Every inch of him longs for a taste of Tim’s sweetness. As clumsy with his words as he can be, he knows exactly how to touch Tim by now. How to handle him with the care and reverence he doesn’t know how to express when he’s not borrowing a poet’s words. 
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(Art commissioned from the lovely @coffeexrage)
Tim notices him staring. He lifts his chin and gives Jason an expectant look, his blue eyes impossibly bright. “Well? That’s only half of what I asked for. Where’s my kiss?”
Laughing quietly, Jason crosses the distance between them and kisses the tip of Tim’s freckled nose. “There.”
Tim scrunches up his nose. “I meant a proper kiss.”
“Finish eating, you gremlin. I’ll kiss you as many times as you want after.”
“You sure about that?” Tim grins slyly. “Because I might need a kiss every day until I die.”
Jason rolls his eyes even as his heart misses a beat. “You drive a hard bargain.”
“Oh, I can drive it harder.” Tim gives him an exaggerated wink.
Flushing, Jason takes a sufganiyah and pushes it against Tim’s lips to shut him up. “Eat or you won’t get any kisses at all.”
“Yessir.” Half-laughing, Tim takes a bite and the two of them share a smile. 
Jason doesn’t know what tomorrow will be like — whether Tim will insist on going to the Manor to light the candles again, and whether he’ll have the strength to accompany him if he does. What he does know, though, is that Tim’s gentle warmth is enough to make him want to keep making an effort. He might never be able to mend things with Bruce, he still damn well intends to nurture his relationship with Tim.
One kiss at a time.
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gifs-of-puppets · 1 year
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Happy Hannukah!
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melonlthawne · 5 months
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happy first night of hannukah to all the Jews this year! it’s been a tough year but we can all get through this ❤️. Some love from the friendly neighborhood Jewish spider!
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Celebrating the holidays with spirk cookies (spookies) kirk by my sister, Spock made by yours truly
Chag sameach!!
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caughtonwebcam · 4 months
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I haven’t made a full holiday drawing yet, but here’s some sp holiday doodles :)
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ok this last one is based on an experience I had where I went to home goods with my mom and the Jewish section was super small and all they had basically was oven mitts
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sunnysam-my · 5 months
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nervetower · 5 months
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magolor getting cooked under a latke
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cornycopeia · 5 months
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heyyyyyy ive been gone. but, its chanukah! so חג שמח! here is captain bagel!
just finished finals for school, so yay!
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mynolia · 4 months
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The Professor saved the best gifts for the last night! 🕎
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maidservant-hecubus · 5 months
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Happy Chanukah ♡♡♥︎♡♡♡♡
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Happy Hanukkah
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busyboyfloyd · 4 months
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For #ThrowbackThursday and the last night of #Hannukah as well, have an old picture of me basking in the light of the Hannukah candles!
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