#Judah Maccabee

[evilhorse]

By the blessed bones of the Great One…!

(Nexus Volume 2 #71)

[fdelopera]

Here’s one to add to the weird Chanukah merch collection! I found it at my old job last year on clearance for $2.30 after the holiday season. It plays 3 songs: I Have a Little Dreidel, Chanukah Oh Chanukah, and Al Hanisim. I haven’t actually taken it out of the box and seen it in action but we’re going to test it out and see how ridiculous it is. Just thought you’d get a kick out of it!

OMG thank you! XD

This falls into the "so cheesy it's AMAZING" category of Chanukah merch.

10/10 I love Judah Maccabot 2.0. This is like the Maccabean Revolt meets Pacific Rim. Or maybe he's a Golem. Either way. I love him.

[magnetothemagnificent]

What if Yehudit of Betul and Yehudah Maccabee were the same person, and Yehudah Maccabee was a trans man? There is no canonical evidence for this, I just think it's a cool concept.

Happy Chanukah!

[id in alt text]

[sssfrs]

💙🔨🕎🕯מי ימלל גבורות ישראל 💙🔨🕎🕯

Happy end of Hanukkah, here is my hanukkah drawing 

[dovymcjewpunk]

On this night 2,186 years ago, the victorious Makabim entered the Beys HaMikdash to light the seven lamps of the holy menorah, but the pure gold menorah had been stolen during the occupation by the Greco-Assyrians. Instead, they used seven spears left by their fleeing enemies to fashion a lampstand, and lit the holy lights on it. The weapons meant for their destruction then shone with the light of the indestructible Jewish Spirit for the eight day re-dedication (chanukah) of the Temple.

What was meant to destroy us, only made us shine. And two thousand years later, despite subsequent invasion, exile, and many more attempted genocides, that light still shines as brightly as it did when it shone from a menorah made of spears. This is Chanukah.

[musicalrecs]

@sharlatan-ka

I happen to have exactly the song for all buff/jock Judah Maccabee headcanons:

I was searching for some pretty Hanukkah gifs to schedule a post tomorrow wishing my Jewish followers Happy Hanukkah and I found a fit/shape/body building site that posted this

And I thought to myself, I simply must show my Jewish followers fit Menorah Man

[judahmaccabees]

You goys like power and light, right?

[secular-jew]

Unleash the Lion of Judah

[newtsoftheworldunite]

also also blood and fire (pillars of smoke)

Maccabean Revolt fic about how blood and fire and smoke is the life of a kohen and so if the Bayt haMikdash is desecrated then they’ll fill the land with blood and fire and smoke until it can be restored.

[frogshunnedshadows]

to do:

Overthrow the Seleucid Empire of Antiochus Epiphanes

Untitled Gelt Game

[evilhorse]

Hammer of God: Pentathlon #1

[nonstandardrepertoire]

once, many years ago, a foreign army came into a little piece of land that had long been a punching bag for the larger states on all sides of it. the people running that army didn't really care about the people who were already living there, altho they were certainly happy to use those people as labor for their state-building projects and to extract food and money and other forms of wealth from them in the form of taxes

after a time, the people in charge of this more powerful state decided that the traditional ways of life of the people who had been living there before the army rolled in were no longer acceptable to the ruling elite and had to be stamped out (to some degree at least). a big group of the people who had already been living there decided they weren't very happy with that and started waging a guerilla war to regain political control of the place they lived

like all wars, this one was bloody. and the people who were fighting to regain political control of the place they had lived for generations killed a whole lot of innocent people, including people who thought they were on the same side. so did the state-organized army they were fighting

after years and years of this, the powerful state decided they had had enough of this and up and left. the guerilla warriors had carried the day. (the state they set up themselves didn't do too well, but that's a story for another day)

tonight, a whole bunch of people are going to start lighting candles in commemoration of this guerilla military victory and then some number of them are going to use this bloody, asymmetrical struggle against a more powerful centrally organized state as a rhetorical argument to valorize a centrally organized state doing war crimes against a population they have been systematically dispossessing and culturally erasing as punishment for a portion of that population waging a bloody, asymmetrical struggle and the irony of it all is going to be the end of me

[sashabarkov]

in honor of tonight’s callups

[jdsquared]

Time to re-post this at that time and in this time.

[erin-gilberts]

No one in 2023 cares particularly much about Ghostbusters fics this committed to exploring each person's individual childhood selves, but it actually means the world to me to imagine that while 8yo Erin was learning to shrink and silence herself until little remained, 8yo Abby was miles away and worlds apart learning how to stand up for herself and her community.

[stevesbipanic]

@steddiemas Day 8: Hanukkah Traditions

Steve was nervous. He'd moved in with Eddie and Wayne a month ago since his parents told him in no uncertain terms to be out by the time they got back. The past month had felt so warm and loving. But Hanukkah was beginning tomorrow and Steve was freaking out.

"Sweetheart, you don't need to stress out about it, you don't even need to join in the traditions if you don't want to. Plus Wayne and I are very chill about it, I think Wayne just likes to remember his mother's stories the most, she would've loved you."

"But it is important, Eds! You and Wayne have been so good to me and I want to show you that I appreciate that."

Eddie sighed moving towards him, curling Steve's clenched hands and intertwining their fingers.

"We know you appreciate it, Stevie, and we both love you so much, secretly I think Wayne prefers you." Steve has a quirk of a smile for a moment.

"Only cause I don't burn the toast when I make breakfast."

"It was one time and I was 12, sorry for putting effort into father's day for him," Eddie joked. "C'mon let's go help Wayne finish letting up."

Later, when the menorah was set and ready on the windowsill, cabinets stocked with ingredients for all the food they'd make, and gifts wrapped for the week ahead, the three men sat with mugs of coffee despite the late hour.

"You ready for your first Hanukkah, Steve?" Wayne asked.

"I think so, Eddie has told me a bit but I'm excited to learn."

"That's good of you, son, don't worry if you don't get it all right away, Eddie tried lighting all the candles at once when he was little."

"Can we lay off poor baby Eddie, he was a sweet boy."

"A sweet boy that brought toads home as pets."

"The frogs are mean to them."

Wayne chuckled at his nephews antics.

"Would you like to hear the story of Judah and the Maccabees, Steve? My memory isn't as good as it used to be but I'm sure I can make it as exciting as my Ma used to tell it."

"I'd love to," Steve smiled. Wayne smiled softly, getting comfy in his chair and began to tell the tale. Steve leaned into Eddie as he listened, he might not know all the traditions yet, but it already feels more like home and family than Christmas with his parents ever did.

Ao3