#journalist

[juullllssss]

Journalist Reader

Johnny was the first one to see you, stopping in his tracks when you walked into base with your camera team. He heard something about interviewing a soldier here. Like a puppy he could not help following, eyes on the cute journalist who seemed so focused on the task ahead.

Kyle was the second to notice the commotion. It was not every day that civilians came to base. Especially not a unmarried women. (He already checked your finger)

Simon was next to Price when he got the news about the scheduled interview. Couldn't believe his ears when they told them that Price was the Interview Target. Eyes as big as saucers behind the mask and Price?...

He forgot about this stupid task. It had been months since some recruit came in while he was deep into Paperwork mumbling something about a visit from the press, allowed by the higher ups to boost the public image. When he remembers he is already exhausted. Having to put on a nice public image was not on his agenda today.

And just like that the whole task team stands in front of you. Parts amused even curious and parts annoyed.

You clock their different reactions towards yourself instantly. Schooling your impression, it was not the first time people reacted strongly towards a reporter. A professional smile across your face and you were ready to go. At the end of the day you were here to do a job- if people liked it or not.

The interview went well, Price becoming more relaxed throughout the process. It was simply a few basic questions. There was no need to go into grueling details. You thought about how this footage could very well be used to draft new recruits. The man in front of you was a gentlemen through and through, answering with prescience and decorum. Eyes staying on you, attentive listening what you wanted to know.

All while his men were standing in the back watching with hawk eyes. Two occasionally jabbing each other in the side, reminding you of little school boys. One in a skull mask giving you the impression of a guard dog protecting it's owner. Even from the distance you could recognize how close these men were, a bond between them which was hard to find.

You really couldn't help the smile on your face with these images in your mind. Looking back at Captain Price it seemed he already picked up on that, a little smile shining through his mutton chops. You had to say this was the best interview you ever had. The fact that the man was attractive being a bonus in itself.

At the end they introduced themselves politely and even invited your team to lunch, to get the real military experience they joked. You parted from the base with the feeling of success, of a job well done. Information and a good time being gartered equally just as you liked.

When the video of your interview was uploaded the boys where already anticipating it. Gathering on the couch in the common room the watched it back, skipping back to the parts where you smiled the brightest or where you quickly glanced back to them (they were proud that only they knew who you were looking at). Price observed his boys for a while, even Simon had joined them. At that moment he knew that he had to get you back here.

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You didn't expect was the job offer that was handed to you a few days later. You now had the opportunity to become a military reporter under the Task 141.

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The idea is still haunting me, i am thinking about continuing the story with this being the introduction.

[wearenotjustnumbers2]

Bisan's recent post. I think it's important for you to read it. Tonight 03.12.23, journalists in gaza share their last messages. There are no words to describe the horrors unfolding in gaza right now.

I no longer have any hope of survival like I had at the beginning of this genocide, and I am certain that I will die in the next few weeks or maybe days. I have been sick with severe viral infection for days and cannot move from the mattress!

I suffer from nightmares that are so closely resemble reality that I no longer differentiate between reality and dream.

I live in a world other than the one I claimed to be building! I am a community activist who lived on the fantasy that the world was free and just, and I sought to bring rights not only to my people, but to many men and women in third world countries!

I was shocked that I was not from the third world! Indeed, we are the most humane and moral! Yes, because the world approves, supports, and finances the genocide we are being subjected to, legislates it, and gives reasons for for 58 days! While we are a people who have been living on occupied land for 75 years and are still searching for our rights and communicating our voice to the world!

My message to the world: You are not innocent of what is happening to us, you as governments or peoples that support Israel’s annihilation of my people. We will not forgive you, we will not forgive you, humanity will not forgive you, we will not forget, even if we die, the history will never forget .

A Message to friends: Thank you and the supporters around the world. You have been compassionate and very strong. We ask you not to lose hope, even if the world seems completely unfair and your efforts have not yet resulted in a ceasefire.

[sayruq]

Over 100 journalists have been killed in Gaza since October 7th.

[rebel-girl-queen-of-my-world]

Follow Mariam Barghouti on all the things for reporting from the West Bank. Keep amplifying the voices of Palestinians.

[political-us]

[elinty]

Behind the Scenes | L.N

summary : ̗̀➛In the face of increasing tension, you and Lando have a deep and secret attraction.

pairing: ̗̀➛ Lando Norris x Journalist!reader

word count: ̗̀➛ 1,038

The paddock became a cold, dark mess as the rain continued to pour down. Desperate to get away from the storm, drivers and team members hurried between motor homes, heads down. However, you were forced to stand in the media pen with your microphone in hand and pretend that the rain wasn't getting inside your jacket.

It wasn't the worst part, though.

The worst part was him.

With his arms folded across his McLaren fireproofs, Lando stood a few steps away, adjusting himself. Even though his hair was wet and there were water drops running down his jaw, he looked calm and beautiful as usual, other than the glint of annoyance in his eyes.

That look was too familiar to you.

He had no intention to do this.

But neither did you.

because nobody was aware.

Nobody was aware that you were his, that every harsh comment made during a news conference was met with hushed regrets in hotel rooms, that every long look across the paddock resulted in tangled sheets and desperate kisses behind locked doors.

He had to act as though none of it was genuine at the moment.

The camera light went red, and you took a short breath, taming your facial features into something calm. It's showtime.

"Lando," you said in a firm voice. "P9 today. Not exactly where you expected to end."

He let out a breath and cocked his head. "fit analysis."

His tone was biting, but you overlooked it. "After the pit stop, it appeared that you were having trouble maintaining your hold.”

“Could you explain what happened ?”

Lando's mouth tightened. "I can. But you probably already have your own version of the story.”

You twisted the microphone in your fingers. He was pushing and testing. As he always did when he was angry. And with half the paddock acting as if they weren't listening, you couldn't react the way you wanted to.

You looked at him sharply. "I would prefer to hear it from you."

There was a flash in his eyes. Frustrated? Laughs? More than that?

With a sigh, he ran a hand through his damp curls.

“After the pitstop , the vehicle lacked speed. The undercut didn't operate as we had hoped. That's all.”

You raised an eyebrow. "That simple?"  

There was a faint twitch in his lips. "It can be that simple sometimes."

The wind whipped between you as the rain pummelled harder. Only you and Lando were aware of the tension, even if some of the other drivers had turned their heads.

How much he wanted to be near you.

How much you wanted to reach for him and break the rules.

You cleared your throat instead. “ Final question. On the radio, you sounded irritated. Was the team the target of that, or—

Lando shifted on his feet and sighed. "Is it fun to put me on the spot?"

You suppressed a grin.“It’s my job, Norris.”

His eyes darkened, but now something else was there, something that, regardless of the cold, made you feel hot.  

A few seconds later, he leaned in a little and spoke in a voice that only you could hear.

“Can’t wait for you to do your job later.”

Your breath caught. It was clear what he meant when he talked.

You were about to argue, scold him, or do something, but he was already backing off and smiling at the cameras as if nothing had happened.  

Lando Norris disappeared into the rain in a matter of seconds, leaving you breathless, nervous, and eager to see what would happen behind closed doors.

The rain had turned to a light drizzle by the time you finished your interviews and returned to the paddock. The cameras had stopped recording, the media pen had been cleared, and the majority of the drivers had gone to their garages

Lando, however, was waiting.

You saw him with his arms crossed and his hood up, leaning against the McLaren entrance .

He appeared to be just another driver dodging the rain to anyone else, but you knew better. His lips curved into something knowing and arrogant the instant your eyes met.

Despite rolling your eyes, you moved in his direction and slipped through the sliding doors. You walked as you got shivers down your spine from him following you.

"You were having fun with that, weren't you?" You mumbled without looking back.

"Having fun with what?" He teased in a quiet voice.

With a sigh, you let your bag fall onto a chair. "acting like an absolute ass in front of everybody."

A laugh. Then, his hands holding you waist just enough to cause you to let out a bit strongly.  

He said, his breath warm against your neck, "You like it when I push you."

You took a long breath, rolled your eyes, and turned to glare up at him." “I like it when you act professional for few minutes so I don’t have to work twice as hard to clean up your mess.”

Lando tilted his head and grinned. "You enjoy cleaning up my mess."

You were about to start an argument but as soon as you opened your mouth he pressed his lips to yours, closing the gap between you.

His hands moved up your sides and wrapped around your jacket as if he needed you closer during the slow but meaningful kiss.

The tension from earlier melted into something else, something powerful, and you melted into him  with your hands grabbing the fabric of his race suit.

"Are you still upset with me?" he whispered, stepping back just enough.

Your eyes narrowed. "You're crazy"

Lando smiled. "But here you are anyway."  

He simply laughed and grabbed your wrist before you could get away, despite your yelling and pulling at his chest.

"Stay," he said, his tone now softer and more serious.  

Your determination failed. You were supposed to return to the press room, edit interviews, and pretend that nothing was going on. However, here, in private, with Lando staring at you like this.

You let out a breath. "Only for a short time."

He smiled mischievously. "You said that the last time."

You already knew you weren't going anywhere, just like the last time.

a/n: if you have requests lemme know! Also im really excited for the first race of the season!!

[sainzsiren]

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[tomi4i]

Journalism has a vital role in shedding light on what entities like Israel want to keep in the dark.

Israel killed over 100 journalists in 10 weeks.

[pseudonaivete]

The minute I began my journalism path, I started seeing my phone as a self-defence weapon.

Whenever a man approaches me and seems sus—my hand goes straight on the phone. I pretend to text or scroll, but best believe my camera is on.

That way I once filmed a creepy man who followed me home. He saw I was filming and got mad, yes, but if someone does something to me—I better have proof. Thankfully nothing happened, but now I hold the power to share that video in the media, to show the predator to those around me.

Here’s the “sneaky” clip of him:

RECORD ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING YOU CAN WHEN YOU GET INTO SUCH SITUATIONS. VOICE, PICTURES, VIDEOS.

If no one is on your side, publicity can be. Collect the evidence even if you may not need it. Be sneaky, take pictures or videos openly or secretly (like start filming on your phone and put it in your pocket). Don't freeze—think fast to collect anything that could be proof.

[labbaik-ya-hussain-as]

[i-am-aprl]

When ALLAH sends you the hug you need 💗

[notyourtoday]

Caption on post -

Interview with released prisoner and cancer patient Mohammad Aklouk, who had been detained since the start of the war. Mohammad describes the horrific conditions of his detainment, including the small, oppressive cell windows and the inability to see sunlight. The repression units frequently ordered prisoners to drop to the ground and brutally beat them. Mohammad emotionally recalls a fellow prisoner, Mohammad Al-Kahlout from Jabalia, who was struck in the head and died in his arms. Aklouk is one of 70 prisoners who were released on June 11th 2024 through the Zikim crossing west of Beit Lahia currently staying in Kamal Adwan Hospital.

By @translating_falasteen on Instagram.

Source: @mahmoud_awadia

Translation: @translating_falasteen

Link to post.

[wearenotjustnumbers2]

Motaz Azaiza, the most important voice of gaza, Palestine right now. He graduated as a journalist. He already lost some of his friends who graduated with him. Follow him on Instagram, make his voice heard. For the first time, motaz has been silent for one whole day. Pray for him and gaza 🙏

This is his life before and after the genocide started on gaza.

We are not numbers.