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1americanconservative · 4 months

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Hundreds of Jewish students at

@Columbia just published one of the most incredible student letters I have ever read. It's not only magnificently written, but it also clearly articulates their experiences on campus for the past six months. Their letter tells the story of what's it like being a Jewish student right now better than any professor like myself could ever do. Please take 4-5 minutes to read their letter. Give Jewish students a voice.

In Our Name: A Message from Jewish Students at Columbia University

To the Columbia Community:

Over the past six months, many have spoken in our name. Some are well-meaning alumni or non-affiliates who show up to wave the Israeli flag outside Columbia’s gates. Some are politicians looking to use our experiences to foment America’s culture war. Most notably, some are our Jewish peers who tokenize themselves by claiming to represent “real Jewish values,” and attempt to delegitimize our lived experiences of antisemitism. We are here, writing to you as Jewish students at Columbia University, who are connected to our community and deeply engaged with our culture and history. We would like to speak in our name.

Many of us sit next to you in class. We are your lab partners, your study buddies, your peers, and your friends. We partake in the same student government, clubs, Greek life, volunteer organizations, and sports teams as you.

Most of us did not choose to be political activists. We do not bang on drums and chant catchy slogans. We are average students, just trying to make it through finals much like the rest of you. Those who demonize us under the cloak of anti-Zionism forced us into our activism and forced us to publicly defend our Jewish identities.

We proudly believe in the Jewish People’s right to self-determination in our historic homeland as a fundamental tenet of our Jewish identity. Contrary to what many have tried to sell you – no, Judaism cannot be separated from Israel. Zionism is, simply put, the manifestation of that belief.

Our religious texts are replete with references to Israel, Zion, and Jerusalem. The land of Israel is filled with archaeological remnants of a Jewish presence spanning centuries. Yet, despite generations of living in exile and diaspora across the globe, the Jewish People never ceased dreaming of returning to our homeland — Judea, the very place from which we derive our name, “Jews.” Indeed just a couple of days ago, we all closed our Passover seders with the proclamation, “Next Year in Jerusalem!”

Many of us are not religiously observant, yet Zionism remains a pillar of our Jewish identities. We have been kicked out of Russia, Libya, Ethiopia, Yemen, Afghanistan, Poland, Egypt, Algeria, Germany, Iran, and the list goes on. We connect to Israel not only as our ancestral homeland but as the only place in the modern world where Jews can safely take ownership of their own destiny. Our experiences at Columbia in the last six months are a poignant reminder of just that.

We were raised on stories from our grandparents of concentration camps, gas chambers, and ethnic cleansing. The essence of Hitler’s antisemitism was the very fact that we were “not European” enough, that as Jews we were threats to the “superior” Aryan race. This ideology ultimately left six million of our own in ashes.

The evil irony of today’s antisemitism is a twisted reversal of our Holocaust legacy; protestors on campus have dehumanized us, imposing upon us the characterization of the “white colonizer.” We have been told that we are “the oppressors of all brown people” and that “the Holocaust wasn’t special.” Students at Columbia have chanted “we don’t want no Zionists here,” alongside “death to the Zionist State” and to “go back to Poland,” where our relatives lie in mass graves.

This sick distortion illuminates the nature of antisemitism: In every generation, the Jewish People are blamed and scapegoated as responsible for the societal evil of the time. In Iran and in the Arab world, we were ethnically cleansed for our presumed ties to the “Zionist entity.” In Russia, we endured state-sponsored violence and were ultimately massacred for being capitalists. In Europe, we were the victims of genocide because we were communists and not European enough. And today, we face the accusation of being too European, painted as society’s worst evils – colonizers and oppressors. We are targeted for our belief that Israel, our ancestral and religious homeland, has a right to exist. We are targeted by those who misuse the word Zionist as a sanitized slur for Jew, synonymous with racist, oppressive, or genocidal. We know all too well that antisemitism is shapeshifting.

We are proud of Israel. The only democracy in the Middle East, Israel is home to millions of Mizrachi Jews (Jews of Middle Eastern descent), Ashkenazi Jews (Jews of Central and Eastern European descent), and Ethiopian Jews, as well as millions of Arab Israelis, over one million Muslims, and hundreds of thousands of Christians and Druze. Israel is nothing short of a miracle for the Jewish People and for the Middle East more broadly.

Our love for Israel does not necessitate blind political conformity. It’s quite the opposite. For many of us, it is our deep love for and commitment to Israel that pushes us to object when its government acts in ways we find problematic. Israeli political disagreement is an inherently Zionist activity; look no further than the protests against Netanyahu’s judicial reforms – from New York to Tel Aviv – to understand what it means to fight for the Israel we imagine. All it takes are a couple of coffee chats with us to realize that our visions for Israel differ dramatically from one another. Yet we all come from a place of love and an aspiration for a better future for Israelis and Palestinians alike.

If the last six months on campus have taught us anything, it is that a large and vocal population of the Columbia community does not understand the meaning of Zionism, and consequently does not understand the essence of the Jewish People. Yet despite the fact that we have been calling out the antisemitism we’ve been experiencing for months, our concerns have been brushed off and invalidated. So here we are to remind you:

We sounded the alarm on October 12 when many protested against Israel while our friends’ and families’ dead bodies were still warm.

We recoiled when people screamed “resist by any means necessary,” telling us we are “all inbred” and that we “have no culture.”

We shuddered when an “activist” held up a sign telling Jewish students they were Hamas’s next targets, and we shook our heads in disbelief when Sidechat users told us we were lying.

We ultimately were not surprised when a leader of the CUAD encampment said publicly and proudly that “Zionists don’t deserve to live” and that we’re lucky they are “not just going out and murdering Zionists.”

We felt helpless when we watched students and faculty physically block Jewish students from entering parts of the campus we share, or even when they turned their faces away in silence. This silence is familiar. We will never forget.

One thing is for sure. We will not stop standing up for ourselves. We are proud to be Jews, and we are proud to be Zionists.

We came to Columbia because we wanted to expand our minds and engage in complex conversations. While campus may be riddled with hateful rhetoric and simplistic binaries now, it is never too late to start repairing the fractures and begin developing meaningful relationships across political and religious divides. Our tradition tells us, “Love peace and pursue peace.” We hope you will join us in earnestly pursuing peace, truth, and empathy. Together we can repair our campus.

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purerae · 1 year

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— ROOM 42

CHAPTER ONE ;; PROLOGUE

ROOM 42 MASTERLIST

SYPNOSIS ;; Y/N, surprisingly, in detention for missed homework, teams up with the school's delinquent to investigate a mysterious door. Unable too explore further, Y/N and her friends devise a plan to sneak into the classroom after school and explore the hidden space. Their curiosity leads to a sinister game of secrets and betrayal. As they and their friends go deeper, the consequences grow. How far will they go to hide their sins? How far will they go... for her? (click on master list for more details)

(keep reading for chapter one.)

??? POV

"Why is it always me?" Zion groaned, frustration etched across his face. “The teacher's pet constantly snitches on every bloody thing I do." He slammed his fist into the wall, causing more chips to fly off the already ruined surface.

For the seventh time, Eliza, the teacher's pet, had reported Zion Minh for skipping class.

"Bro, she just doesn't like you. I skip class all the time, and she never bothers me," his friend Adrien chuckled.

Zion rolled his eyes. "She just wants to suck your dick, shut up."

"I mean, who wouldn't? Just look at me~" Adrien teased.

Zion gave him a blank stare and narrowed his crimson eyes. Adrien snickered at his own joke.

Despite their banter, Zion and Adrien were actually close friends. They had known each other since they were babies due to their parents' close work relationship.

Zion, with his dark crimson red hair and matching eyes, had a reputation as a high school delinquent. He was always ready to confront anything that seemed like a threat. Everyone in school knew better than to mess with him, except for his gang and Eliza.

Adrien, with his dirty blonde hair and khaki green eyes, was also a delinquent but less intimidating than Zion. He had a reputation as the school's playboy, often flirting with the girls. Teachers liked him, but they knew he could be mischievous at times. Only Zion and his dad had seen Adrien at his worst.

"Alright babe! Enjoy your detention, I'll see you later," Adrien chuckled, running off to the main entrance and leaving the building.

Zion grimaced at the mocking pet name and muttered a quick goodbye before heading towards Room 42, the designated detention room at the back of the school. He preferred this room to avoid the other students, as he was often tempted to pick fights with them.

Upon entering, Zion noticed a tall woman with long blonde hair sitting on a desk at the front of the classroom. He rolled his eyes, recognizing her as the one who often gave him detention.

"You're here again, Mr. Minh? You really need to step up your game before you get excluded from this school. Also, surprisingly, someone else has a detention right now in this room," she sighed, looking him up and down. "Please don't annoy her. I'll be gone for half an hour to attend a meeting. You better still be here." With that, she trudged off, her footsteps gradually fading away.

"You better still be here," Zion mimicked in a high-pitched voice, raising his hands mockingly.

He made his way to the back of the classroom, his usual spot, and started playing with his pen. After a while, boredom set in, and he decided to explore the classroom. He rummaged through the books, broke some pens, and generally acted nonchalant. Finally, he went up to a tall bookshelf and grabbed a boring science book, which he despised. With a sense of rebellion, he began vandalizing it, scribbling all sorts of things and profanities.

However, he soon noticed something in his peripheral vision. A girl with her hood up and earphones in was staring straight at him. The sound of music bled through the buds.

Feeling awkward, Zion looked up and made eye contact with the girl. She quickly rushed to the front of the class and took a seat. It then dawned on Zion that this was the person he had detention with. He rolled his eyes at the realisation, 'Great, some freak i have to share the room with for a whole ass hour…’

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Y/N L/N

Y/N was ten minutes late to detention because she couldn't find the isolated classroom. 'Of course, I'm the one who has detention at the stupid creepy classroom,' she thought with a groan, tilting her head back out of frustration

This was her first detention, and she was panicking. It happened because she had failed to submit her math homework three times in a row. It wasn't entirely her fault; she lacked the motivation and struggled to understand math for fucks sake!

As Y/N entered the room, she noticed a red-headed boy crouching down, aggressively defacing a book. He already gave her an odd impression as she wondered why he was torturing the Science book meant for younger children. She stopped her music and put her hood up, hoping to avoid any attention from him.

The boy's face was visible to her, but he seemed too absorbed in his task to notice her. It dawned on her that this was Zion Minh, the scariest person in school and Eliza's one-sided enemy. At that moment, she wished she could just run out of the classroom to avoid any potential conflict.

A/N ;; The first chapter is awful I am so sorry!! Please trust me, and it will get better as the chapters go on. comments and reblogs heavily appreciated <33

purerae <3

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pennyluna · 8 months

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Misunderstandings Part 1

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader (18+) Wordcount: around 1.5k

Genre: New to working together au. Cold playboy au. Future something au.

WARNING: This story contains some bad words/strong language! Contains also spicy scenes, so please be aware before reading it.

It has been a week since my team started working with Yoongi, the week had been filled with meetings about coordination between the teams, some of the meetings were one on one basically so I could get a sense of what he expected from me during this 5 weeks, it was fairly easy to agree on the way we could handle things, starting from the fact that I would have to be available 24/7 just in case I was needed! I had been going home around 8pm every day and always kept my phone on me with the ringer.

Yoongi was going to be in the studio all day tomorrow, which meant I didn't have to go into the office so I decided to relax tonight, took a long shower, moisturized and did my relaxing ritual, put on a grey tank top, no bra and some shorts, wrapped my long wavy dark hair in a towel and walked to the kitchen.

I make sure the bottle of Sauvignon blank that I bought on my way home was cold and put out two wine glasses, one for me and one for my girl best friend Josie, she is on her way over so we can gossip and watch reality shows. Josie has been my best friend since middle school, fun fact her fiancé is also my best friend. Even bigger fun fact, I had been on a date with Zion when we were in college but we quickly agreed that a friendship was the thing for us, I introduced them during one of Josie's visits on campus and now 4 years later they are just a few months away from getting married.

I hear her emergency key to my apartment in the lock and start preparing the popcorn.

"Zion is driving me crazy!!" she says with an exasperated tone while closing the front door.

I laugh at her facial expression, she is going for annoyed but it looks cute on her.

"Hello to you too... what did he do now?"

"He keeps changing our funny dance for the wedding!"

"you mean your first dance?" I say with a confused face while pouring the wine and handing her a glass.

she takes a big sip "Nono, 'Cant help falling in love' is still our song but he saw online that people like doing some funny dance trend after and You know I'm not good at dancing."

Josie comes from a rich conservative family, she is very classy and polished, never late and never a hair out of place, so I was surprised when she told me she was in love with Zion, his style very much the opposite of her but both with a heart of gold.

I laugh at the thought of Josie dancing some TikTok challenge.

"Oh josie...you are a great dancer, just not with the new stuff!" i try to comfort her and we walk to the couch.

We are under the fluffy blankets watching our third episode of love island UK season 10, we had finished the USA one a couple of weeks ago. Suddenly my phone starts ringing, the word OFFICE written in the screen, I look at the time "11:34 pm". Josie and I look at each other with confusion in our faces, she pauses the show and I shake my head trying to shake the 2 glasses of wine off my system and then proceed to answer the call.

"Hello (Y/N), this is the security from the building, sorry for calling you so late, Mr. Min is here at the office trying to access the studio but he had left his keys inside and the other copy isㅡ"

"is in my bag!" I say simultaneously facepalming my face. "I will be there in 15 minutes" luckily I don't live far away from it.

Hanging up I rush to the room, put a pair of skinny jeans on, my classic vans and put my hair on a messy ponytail. The taxi Josie had called for me was here already so I rushed out of the door telling her I would be back soon.

7 minutes later I was in front of my building, greeted the security and proceeded to the 19th floor, were the studio is. Yoongi is waiting right in front of the elevator doors when they open and I get surprised to see him in his very relaxed outfit. Hair covering his gorgeous forehead, his phone in one hand and the other one in his pocket, his eyes rise up to meet mine and I smile at him. We start walking to the elevator, he is behind me and I don't know if its his presence or the wine but I feel my cheeks heating up and warmth running through me. I open the door for him and try to hand the keys to him.

"do you want to come in for a while?" he asks with a blank expression.

"mmm sure." dammit, I am supposed to be just dropping the keys off.

I walk past him and he closes the door behind us. Its a normal studio, with little touches of him, a couple of basketball gadgets and some posters, a couch with some pretty purple cushions and a blanket, he had made it his own.

"would you like some more wine?" his question takes my attention out of looking around his studio.

"mmm sure. thank you. Waitㅡ 'more'?" my face expressing my confusion.

He has a small smile on his face while pouring me a glass "yeah, more! I noticed you have a slight scent of wine on you, so you must have been drinking some before coming here".

aww, he was smelling meㅡ Stop. waitㅡ oh my god did that mean I smell of alcohol?. oh God, that's not very professional.

"hey, its not a problem you know. I like wine, so you know... you smell good" his words snapping me out of my small mental freak out. "plus, you weren't even supposed to be coming here so don't worry about it." he hands me the glass of wine.

We've been seated on his couch and talking casually about the things we like and our passions for a couple of hours now, I feel really comfortable around him and he seems comfortable around me! He said something funny and I pushed his leg in a jokingly manner but when I tried to retrieve my hand he grabbed it pulling me closer to him, we stopped laughing suddenly and stared into each others eyes, he bit his bottom lip and shacked his head no subtly, like if he was shaking away a thought. His eyes started roaming my frame and My heartbeat accelerated once I noticed where his gaze had stopped.

My nipples were hard and he could see their outline through my tank top. Shit!!! I didn't put on bra. I should say goodnight and walk away but why aren't my legs moving?! I feel warmth spreading through my thighs.

"It's late!" He suddenly gets up and it startles me. "Maybe you should go home!"

"huh? maybe you should go home!" I say with defiance, -why cant i just shut up-.

"(Y/N)!" -my name sounds so good in his voice- "You are drunk and I'm afraid you will regret any decision we take after this point!"

He is making sense, he has a point, plus we are working together, we need to maintain a professional relationship so I get up and start walking past him and towards the door, I say goodbye and walk to the elevator. Pressing the button to call the elevator I realize that my keycard to leave the building is in my bag with my phone and my house keys -damm it- I walk back to the studio where Yoongi hadn't closed the door yet for some reason and when his eyes reached mine, I swear there was a little hope in them. I walked past him again and grabbed my bag then turned around to wave goodbye.

He stayed still for a while, like contemplating what to do, he raised his hand to wave back but he seemed hesitant. I started to walk to the door when suddenly he grabbed my wrist. I stopped breathing for a second and my heart started beating faster.

"Maybe you should stay!" he says softly. while pulling me towards him until my chest is flat against his. I can feel his breath on my face. A hint of whiskey on it.

"Maybe you should stay too!"

He smiles at my statement and that seemed to be all the permission he needed because his hand started to travel from my waist to my breast while the other one held my chin up while he watched me and the kisses me.

It was gentle at first and then became passionate, one of those kisses that take your breath away and make you dizzy. He kissed like I belonged to him, like no one had kissed me before and I was loving it.

His hand move to the front of my jeans and start undoing the buttons, his mouth now trailing my neck. my jeans come off and we move around, he leans my ass against his desk and starts trailing wet kisses from my neck down. He sucks my nipples through the tank top and starts rubbing my core.

"so wet for me already huh?" I moan and put my hands on the desk to balance myself a bit. His mouth trails down my body until I can feel his warm breath on top of my core, his fingers slowly move my panties to the side and the he assaults my clit with his mouth. -so much talent in that mouth-.

Yoongi's tongue is all over my clit and I feel my orgasm building. I cant control my moans and thank god this place is soundproof. He starts alternating between tongue fucking me and playing with my clit and I am almost at my high. The minute his hand grabs my hips to keep me still I cant control myself any longer and come. "Good girl! You taste amazing". he smirks.

"My turn!!" I smile at him and fall to my knees, looking up at him and holding the eye contact I start lowering his sweatpants. I was surprised to notice he wasn't wearing any underwear and his erection almost smacked my face when it came out of his pants!

I start holding his dick and licking the tip of it, he exhales a shaky breath and I slowly introduce his erection in my mouth. Starting to suck in and out of my mouth at first slowly and then increasing my pace, I cup his balls in my hand and then continue to suck him off at a fast pace! he is moaning and throwing his head back and I can feel it wont take him long before reaching his orgasm! I slow down my pace to tease him a little and we make eye contact again, he seems hungry for me, he wants me.

"Get up!" after taking the rest of his clothes off, he helps me get up and he takes my tank top and underwear then stares at my body for a second, I can see hunger in those eyes, hunger for me. I can see he cant decide on what to play with first. "Bend over my desk!" he commands -I guess he decided where to start- my boobs are now pressed flat against his desk, it is cold and I feel my nipples hardening.

His hands start caressing my ass and touching my clit "You are a sight. I've been wanting to bend you over my desk ever since the first day when you gave us that building tour" he says and I instantly moaned out of neediness, I need him inside of me now!.

"YOONGIㅡ"

"My god I love how you say my name... keep saying it princess!" -fuuck I want to come again so bad- he continues touching me and then I fill his hand get to the back of my neck pinning me to the desk and his other hand rubbing his dick around my folds.

"Yoongi, I needㅡ" he shut me up with his dick entering me hard, I moaned loudly and he waited a second to let me adjust then started pumping into me hard and at a fast pace. I became a moaning mess and my orgasm started building again, he used his free had to spank my ass and I moaned again, my eyes got teary but I was enjoying this. I was enjoying being fucked senseless. I enjoyed the pain mixed with pleasure that he was giving me. I needed it. After all, it had been almost two years since the last time I had sex.

I notice his pace getting faster and faster "Come for me princess! I want you to come!" he says with a commanding voice. Our orgasms hit us couple of seconds later, his seed all over my lower back!

We are both panting. He takes a second to clean me up, then opens a drawer grabbing a t-shirt from it and giving it to me. We sit on the couch to rest for a bit he kisses my forehead and suddenly the exhaustion and the wine get to me and I fall asleep in his arms!

I wake up the day after with a strong headache, I feel around for my phone that should be on my bedside table but then open my eyes to realize I'm still on the couch in the studio. Yoongi isn't in the couch anymore so I look around and see him working at his desk on the computer. I breathe a sight of relief. I reach for my jeans put them on and then walk towards him.

"Your bag and keys are by the piano" eyes fixed to the screen and monotone voice.

"Thanks!" I say hesitant about what to do next. "Would youㅡ" he cuts me off.

"I will see you at the meeting this afternoon." This time his voice sounds annoyed and dismissive. A bad feeling downs on me.

I grab my things and once I'm at the door I look back, expecting him to at least look at me before I go but nothing. -He regrets it- that thought hurt, more than my headache!

While waiting for my taxi I realized that its 6am, that I had left Josie at home waiting for me and that I had royally fucked up by sleeping with the VIP, that he seemed to regret it to the point of not being able to look at me and that the meeting where I will have to see him in a few hours will be hard.

A.N: This is part 1 of this story, Hope you can enjoy it. Please if you want, read the prologue of this story too. I am not clear on how many parts it will have but hopefully many more, I have already mapped out how the story will continue but publishing it depends on the readers request.

A.N 2: any feedback would be appreciated! Likes and conditions are appreciated too! Please do not copy my work and give credit if reshared!

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david-goldrock · 8 months

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עם ישראל חי

(He/They/She) (gender is in your mind, go wild mate)

Born in the year of your lord 2006

A proud Israeli Jewish Zionist! glory to the lions of Zion!

Asks are open and welcome! please ask a lot! I will block and report hate mail so don't even try

A DND player for since 2014, a GM since 2017

Fandoms: Percy Jackson, arcane, stranger things, ender's sagas

Loves politics, come and argue anytime! as long as you're civil

Programmed on the FRC team BumbleB #3339! Now an alum :(

My blog is overrun because of the war, but when it's calmer, I like to blog about art, DND, memes, and general conversations

this is the second time I make this blog, I accidentally deleted it a while ago

All NSFW things I reblog will be tagged as such

Thank you and welcome!

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psychofreak-p · 2 months

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INTRO !!! ★彡

+ LOOKING FOR MUTUALS/FRIENDS !!!

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YOU CAN CALL ME RILL, IVY OR KENNITH !!

! MY PRONOUNS ARE THEY/HE/XE/ONE/IT !

MY BIRTHDAY'S ON DEC. 20TH !!! :D

I'M A VOCAL SYNTH PRODUCER :3 (i haven't released any music yet though since i'm still trying to figure out how to do mixing and making it sound right) -- so far i've made a few talkloids and i'm planning to make more soon! (they're on my youtube channel)

!! MY PRODUCER NAME IS PSYCHOFREAK-P !!

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SOME FANDOMS I'M IN:

VOCALOID

GHOST AND PALS (kinda)

IMPOSTOR-P

ORGANSDOTORG

KENOPSIA/HYPNOFANTASMA

PARTIES ARE FOR LOSERS

THE POST-TRAUMATIC MANIFESTO

DIVINE RIGHTS (SPORES-P)

+ SOME MORE TOO !!

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SOME OF MY FAV MUSIC ARTISTS:

IMPOSTOR-P

GHOST AND PALS

VANE LILY

RIPRODUCER

MONSTROSITY

ORGANSDOTORG

KIAN

FERRY

SPORES-P

BONES

NAPHILLOW

CALLIOPE/CALLIO-P

DEADLY-ESPRESSO

PUMPKIN HEAD

STARDUSTLEGEND

WEEVILDOING

CARBON MONOXIDE

ENOCH/ZION XYZ

ECLIPTIC-P

ALISSI-P

SKIRMISH-P

FRIENDXP

SOOOO

TART

QUEENPB

PONKANSOUP

SHUDDER

MASA WORKS DESIGN

SKYFISH66

SURAI

UNDECIDED

ENNN

SATURN CANDIES

SKREYA_

KELVOID

ZOOFLES

CHARM-P

CATTS

NOMNOMBLUEY

ARTECHNA

ASUAGONY

VENESECTION

ONETHOUGHTREMAINS

?-CURSEY-?

GALAPAGOS-P

MECHANICAL-P

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MY FAV CHARACTERS:

RILL (IMPOSTOR-P)

SEDUCTOR (IMPOSTOR-P)

KIERAN (THaB/TEAM 6x111)

KAYLEE (KENOPSIA/HYPNOFANTASMA)

LIAM (IMPOSTOR-P)

CHARLIE COAL (BONES) -- they're the fella from their song 'CAUTIONARY'

MARS (IMPOSTOR-P)

BRI (COMMUNICATIONS/GHOST)

LEIRU (KENOPSIA/HYPNOFANTASMA)

!!! I'M RILL'S #1 FAN !!! -- i love that silly bunny lad

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INTERACT!!:

IMPOSTOR-P FANS -- if any of you happen to be a fan of IMPOSTOR-P, i would LOVE to be mutuals/friends. (y'all are really hard to find istg😔)

VOCALOID FANS IN GENERAL

ARTISTS

OTHER VOCAL SYNTH PRODUCERS

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THIN ICE:

SOME ghost and pals fans....

ppl that know me irl

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DNI/DO NOT INTERACT AT ALL:

basic DNI criteria (homophobes, racists, transphobes, etc)

|sr*el supporters (get off my page ew)

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bye that's all for now!!!! ^_^

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secular-jew · 3 months

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Judeans made wine for both internal distribution and for export, from the Richon area of Israel "Richon Le Zion, Palestine" which was a Jewish area of course. The label also says "Raisin de Canaan" - French for "Grapes of Canaan."

Naturally, the Arab Muslims can't drink and don't make wine.

Another well known wine began being produced in late 1800s. The Palestine Wine Company (PalWin for short), was founded in 1898, one of which the first brands sold in export markets by the Israeli wine industry.

In other news which proves that the Israelis are those who were called Palestinians, and which the Arabs will ignore, is that the Anglo-Palestine Bank was founded and later renamed Bank Leumi, the quality newspaper for English speakers was The Palestine Post (later renamed The Jerusalem Post), the pre-1948 soccer team was jewish, the pre-1948 symphony orchestra was jewish, as was the Palestine Airways (founded 1934), which was based in Haifa and commenced flights from Lydda (Ben Gurion airport), but due to Arab unrest, was moved to an airport in Tel Aviv, taking 6,800 passengers in 1938 to destinations like Haifa and Beirut.

The Palestine Symphony Orchestra was founded in 1936, well before the establishment of the modern state of Israel

Then of course, you had the Israeli soccer teams which played national & international matches in the 1930s and 1940s. The teams names were "Maccabi Tel Aviv", "Maccabi Petah Tikva" & "Maccabi Haifa." The Palestine team (all Jews) played throughout the world, including Australia. The team famously played Lebanon in April 1940, in Maccabiah Stadium (Tel Aviv), beating the Phoenicians 5 to 1, with 10,000 in attendance.

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girlactionfigure · 26 days

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🟧 YET MORE DEAL NEWS- MORNING Israel News

ISRAEL REALTIME - Connecting to Israel in Realtime

▪️A HERO SOLDIER HAVE FALLEN.. Shlomo Yehonatan Hazut, fell in battle in Gaza. May his family be comforted among the mourners of Zion and Jerusalem, and may G-d avenge his blood!

▪️TERROR - BUS BOMBING - JUDEA by Arab town Marah Rabah.. a bomb was thrown and exploded by a civilian Israeli bus near the Arab village of Marah Rabah (east of Gush Etzion), the bus was damaged, there were no casualties. IDF forces set up roadblocks and searched for suspects.

▪️RELEASED PRISONER.. Report: The terrorist who was killed in yesterday's ramming terror attack in Ariel was a released prisoner. (Meaning released in the round-1 Hamas ceasefire deal.)

⭕ ROCKET fired (by HAMAS) from GAZA at RISHON L’ZIYON last night. The military wing of Hamas took responsibility for launching an M90 rocket towards Tel Aviv. Rocket landed in an open area. IDF says it struck the launcher and building used by the launch team following the attack.

⭕ DRONE possibly from IRAQI SHIA MILITIAS entered Israeli airspace from the direction of Syria was shot down by air defenses this morning over the southern Golan Heights. The Shia militias regularly follow up with an announcement that they hit Haifa a day or two later.

🔹IRAN THREATENS.. Commander of the Iranian Air Defense, Brigadier General Alireza Sabahi Fard: "If necessary, we will hit the enemy's heart with our missiles. Iran is the leading air force in the region."

▪️AFTER HEZBOLLAH LEADER’S SPEECH.. supporters of the organization were instructed to take to the streets "and celebrate Hezbollah's powerful response" to the assassination of Fuad Shukr.

▪️UK PAPER SAYS HAMAS LEADER SINWAR.. “forced to flee the tunnels and now hiding in the humanitarian zone disguised as a woman.” https://www.express.co.uk/news/world/1940113/hamas-leader-yahya-sinwar-gaza-israel/amp

🔸DEAL NEWS.. Two Egyptian security officials: "The last round of negotiations in Cairo ended without an agreement. Hamas and Israel did not agree on the proposals of the mediators.

.. A source in the US administration said about the talks today: “They were constructive with the goal of reaching a final and implementable agreement, and all parties agreed on a process that will continue in the coming days to move forward with the remaining details and issues.”

.. Hamas senior Osama Hamdan: The American administration is planting false hopes and talking about an imminent agreement for reasons related to the election campaign.

.. Senior Hamas official Izzat al-Risheq: The Hamas delegation left Cairo last evening. The delegation demanded to force Israel to commit to what was agreed upon on July 2 (that’s when Hamas and Egypt unilaterally changed the terms). Hamas is ready to implement July 2 deal. Any agreement must include a permanent ceasefire, a full withdrawal from the Strip, the return of the displaced to their homes, the restoration of the Strip and a serious prisoner deal.

▪️COMMENTARY.. In the above news items we have a rocket that missed in the south claimed to have hit Tel Aviv, a drone from Iraq shot down claimed to have hit Haifa, Iran which has very poor air equipment except for rockets and drones declaring themselves the leading Air Force, Hamas who doesn’t budge from what are both Israeli-surrender terms and always adds “restoration of the Strip” - expecting the world to rebuild for them, and Hezbollah celebrating with public crowds an attack that failed. Propaganda or actual belief?

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