JQY (Jewish Queer Youth) is a nonprofit organization supporting lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender (LGBT) Jews and their families in the Orthodox community.
Our mission is to address the unique needs of frum* and formerly frum LGBT Jews. JQY is dedicated to cultivating a Jewish community where no one feels alone, bullied or silenced because of their orientation or gender identity. Special attention is given to youth, young adults and their families; however we have programs for all ages.
*Frum includes: Orthodox, Yeshivish, Chasidish, Sephardic, modern, and traditional Jewish identities.
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Jsyk JQY is NOT restricted to just Orthodox Jews, it is open to anyone who is an LGBT Jew regardless of their level of observance, but does have a focus on Orthodox Jews because they often face the most intolerance within the Jewish community.
In 1984, Reconstructionist Rabbinical College began to admit openly gay/lesbian students and was subsequently adopted by the Reconstructionist Federation of Congregations and the Reconstructionist Rabbinical Association. The CCAR (Central Conference of American Rabbis, the Reform Rabbinic leadership organization) has passed numerous declarations in support of Gay rights as early as 1977 and adopted a resolution in 1996 in full support of gay marriage. In 2006, t he Committee on Jewish Law and Standards of the Conservative Rabbinical Assembly passed a resolution saying conservative synagogues may have gay weddings and openly gay clergy. The Union of Orthodox Jewish Congregation has not, to my knowledge, ever passed anything in regards to this but there have been (greatly controversial) openly gay orthodox rabbis and weddings.
In regards to trans rights, to my knowledge, only the reform movement has put forth a resolution. In 2015 the union passed the “Resolution on the Rights of Transgender and Gender Non-Conforming People.” Thats not to say other jewish movements aren’t actively trying to include trans Jews it just means no other movement as a whole has taken such a large step.
But even though othe movements have taken steps doesn’t mean intolerance is no longer in our communities, especially transphobia. So JQY not only accepts Jews of all denominations (including those who do not identify with one) but is necessary for all denominations.
Also frum just means observant/pious and can be used in regards to any Jew, though it is usually used by Ashkenazim as it is a Yiddish word :)
Oh my god, I’ve seen this so much recently and it’s killing me. Posts that talk about how extreme shows of emotion don’t happen constantly, how fight scenes should never take more than a minute, how nobody notices the exact color of someone’s eyes the first time they meet. And yes, while true irl, you don’t have to write “realistically” if you don’t want to. Not only is expecting this form of realism stifling to a lot of writing styles and genres, but, um, hello we are making art, people! Art! Where exaggeration and aesthetic are at their best and often greatly add to whatever you’re creating.
You want your characters to throw themselves to the ground and sob? To leap and clap their hands from joy and excitement? Do it!!!! Fight scenes that take pages and involve the most ridiculous, outlandish weapons, and have the characters twirl and spin and leap and call out witty banter? Fucking go for it, my guy! You want your character to observe “the gorgeous, ever changing, shifting green hues” of their love interest’s eyes the first time they meet? Hell yeah, baby!
Look, all I’m saying, is that if realism takes away from your writing, if it feels confining and suffocating, then don’t do it! Nothing has to be realistic if you don’t want it to be. Again, we’re talking about art here. Go all out! Be ridiculous and outlandish! Don’t let other’s demand for realism destroy the story you’ve crafted
Look, it’s fun sometimes to take apart the tropes and “mythbuster” your way through them, but that is itself a form of entertainment. It’s not meant to be instructive about how to create art.
For god’s sake, the reason we tell stories is so we can engage the imagination. It’s so we can fantasize and romanticize and theorize and wonder for a little while just what it would be like if the world worked a certain way.
thank u, in that case i couldn't wait for this one haha—i think scaramouche in the yokai au could be really interesting!
i definitely have one more request and maybe one after that but we'll see~
A/N: You really did big-brain with this request 💃💃 I was debating between kitsune or bakaneko Scara for this one, but I still have some ideas that weren't mentioned in the fic so I'll put them in a reblog!
Word Count: 800+
“Are we sitting around any longer?” Scaramouche drawls, eyeing the doorway disinterestedly. You note, in exasperation, that he’s laying down on his stomach, head propped up by an arm. “We have our intel, now we can just get the job over with.”
You give him a similarly deadpan expression. “No, we have to set up our trap first. Just because you’re bored doesn’t mean you can just set the site on fire.”
“It’d be quicker.”
“And ruin our objective.”
The bakaneko holds your gaze for a few seconds, his tail waving in the air behind him, before he finally huffs and sits up properly. His ears were concealed, as usual, by the hat he dons almost every hour of the day.
Sometimes you wondered just how old Scaramouche was, with a tail that long. The first time you met him he’d saved you from an ambush of other yokai - it seemed odd for someone that unmotivated to go through the effort, to which you find out he was sent over by his ‘master’ to assist you in your travels.
How a person even found out about your motives, you weren’t sure. The business of protecting all beings from destructive spirits and humans alike was a niche discipline in itself (seeing as it wasn't even a job description, simply a path you'd chosen to take.)
But for all his narcissistic and annoying traits, Scaramouche has proven to be dependable. Not to mention quick-witted and good at blending in with humans… Once, under the light of a full moon, the both of you shared a few drinks - you admitted that at times you thought your presence held back his potential, that he could likely pull off your missions better alone--
He’d stopped your words with a warning look. ‘Then just get more powerful, idiot. Don’t you dare ditch me after I’ve run around with your stupid ideals for so long.’
Ineloquent of him, no? But Scaramouche is the most honest when he’s blunt. That’s something you learned quite early on.
“Then what do you suppose we do next, partner?”
You raise a brow at him. “There’s a festival tonight. We’ll take a shortcut through there and take a left into the forest. Their campsite isn’t too for from that point, I’ll catch them off-guard in my attire, pretending to set off a lantern in the wilderness for personal reasons. It’ll draw a couple of them out.”
Scaramouche’s lips curl into a smirk. “Are you picking up tricks from me, now?”
A memory of him disguised as a cat flashes through your mind. He did like to take advantage of his appearance. “What makes you say that?”
Your playful smile causes him to shake his head as he stands up. Scaramouche walks past you toward the doorway, and you feel a tug at your wrist.
For a moment you're surprised it was his hand, instead of his tail which was often used instead (he liked to call it a makeshift leash, 'so you don't get lost.' This started as a jab, but has turned into a habit of sorts - Scaramouche's way of confirming your presence, perhaps a form of reassurance, even.)
Amusement glimmers in his eyes as he casts an illusion, hiding his cat-like features. “You talked about a disguise, right? Your old kimono won’t cut it. It’s damaged, remember?” You were about to argue that it’s fixed now, to which he tilts his head at you. “Appearances matter. There’s a shop selling reasonable clothes nearby, we can make it before the mission.”
“Motivated, are we?” You let him guide you along the street nevertheless, away from the temporary lodgings you’d rented. “Is this where you went last night while I was talking to the client?”
“I was surveying the area, it seemed more productive than listening to your conversation.” He returns lightly, observing the daytime crowd. "And it's not like we don't have nightly meetings anyways to debrief important things."
You place a hand on your heart, "I hope you don't end up leaving me more often just because of that."
"Of course not," Scaramouche pushes open the shop doors. "You'd probably get attacked while I was gone. With how much trouble you get into, I sometimes wonder if you were actually the bakaneko instead of me." He smiles wryly.
"Nice things never come out of your mouth, huh?"
If it isn't for the circumstances, you might think his answering smile is charismatic. "Being nice is tiring enough with other people."
You roll your eyes. "I'm touched to have the honor of seeing your real self."
"You should be~ Normally only my targets share the same sight."
"Charmed," The shop-keepers take notice of you both, prompting the end to the conversation. "I'll keep that in mind."
If it wasn't for his genuine, redeeming moments, you might've just pegged Scaramouche as a first-grade prick.
...But seeing the thoughtful manner he's surveying the fabrics with, it's hard to really hate him. In truth, he has his own way of being kind and sweet, if only you have the patience to stick around to witness it.
And seeing as he's your partner-in-crime for the foreseeable future, time is something you can afford.
here are the creators and their posts that inspired this!
@0ik6lut - hot things oikawa does (OG)
@ahtsumu - hot things suna does
when you’re at your desk and ask him for help on something he places his hand on one side of the desk and leans down, basically encasing you in his arms
additionally, he’ll talk in your ear and when you look up at him he’ll look down at you and just…smirk before pulling away and telling you to figure the problem out yourself
leans on the doorframe; sometimes you’ll be leaning on wall next to the doorframe and he’ll come up and lean on it next to you, his body warmth making your heart beat 11x faster
when he wakes up one hand is stretching upwards towards the air while the other scratched his stomach and…. :) iz just nice
grabs your chin to look at him and uses his pointer finger to caress your chin before kissing you
has worn the maid costume once. you have a picture of it. on your phone. confidential. you look at it sometimes…. <3
Comfortable in his sexuality and lets you dress him up however as long as he can watch movies while you do it
when you watch movies together he’ll nonchalantly feed you a piece of popcorn but his fingers brush past your lips really slowly and when you both are looking at each other in anticipation he’ll lean back against the couch’s arm rest and pop a piece of popcorn in his mouth
you’re on your laptop and ask him for help with something and instead of wait until you move you arm out of the way he puts his hand on the mouse pad next to yours and his pinky links with one of your fingers….
says “oh? and you’re gonna stop me?”
when he’s stressed with his work on the computer he’ll sigh lightly and slip off his glasses and place his hand on his chin to look at you across the room, his tongue darts out to wet his lips, his gaze is dark and half-lidded
he’ll be doing something that takes his focus and you think he can’t see you staring at him, but then he’ll suddenly glance at you with thoe electric honey eyes of his and quirk his brow. no smile on his face. just intense stare
taps his pencils and pens against his pretty soft lips out of habit. sometimes looks at you while doing it
wears an plain silver chain anklet
has a prominent adam’s apple and when he drinks water after a game and there’s sweat dripping down his chin it’s. just. yeah.
has pretty hands with long fingers; sometimes he just mindlessly rubs the edge of his desk with his fingers and you can’t help but watch.
actually takes care of his nails – like the cuticles are pushed back and they are filed in a pretty shape. occasionally uses nail oil
his style. either it’s a lazy loose sweatpants (not grey ones, sorry, he knows that trend) and a long sleeve t-shirt or when he goes out and feels like trying it’s khaki pants with white socks and vans with a white button up and a vest pullover on top of it. just. preppy tsukishima. please god.
when he’s sitting on a bed he has one leg outstretched and one leg bent with his arm resting on it, his head in that hand, his other hand scrolling through his phone until you walk in and his eyes flit to you and trail after you until you leave the room
the hottest thing about tsukishima is his stare. the power his eyes hold over you, with or without glasses, is shocking. his eyes are just such a pretty shade of amber with a dark ring around them…the type of guy to forget his glasses one day and everyone has a picture of him from that day because. damn.
bonus: is the progressive kid in class who you think hates everyone equally but when someone says some Fucked Up discriminatory shit he goes Off on their ass and absolutely schools them
