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Pretty Please Send In Requests! My Brain Is Dried Up Of Ideas
Pretty please send in requests! My brain is dried up of ideas ðŸ˜
I may start rewriting my Steel x reader story soon, bit in the meantime I'd love to hear from you guys! :3
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JEALOUS FUCKGIRL YAN.. yknow if ya don't mind. Coughcoughilovegirlswhoaremean
She's impossible to read.
One minute she's all over you, next she's disappearing off into the crowd. You can always pick her out sooner than later, watching you like a hawk cozied up with someone side night cared to remember by morning. You've told yourself time and again this is just how she is with everyone. Sometimes the flirty, extroverted type just don't get they can't be that way with everyone before someone catches feelings, but it's that same attention that makes you feel like there's so much more going on between you. Maybe you're just overthinking it. As her closest resemblance to a friend, you know better than anyone she'd be a tough partner to have..
Friends...
"hey..."
Yea, that's what you are.
"Hey!"
Over the music and chattering crowd, it's understandable to mistake the voice as directed at someone else. It's when you look at the glossy eyes of your slightly inebriated floor mate that you realize they were talking to you. Taking your gaze, they crack a toothy smile as they move closer so you're able to hear over the music - eyes watching their every step.
"What's going on with you and Dylan? Saw you two walk in and hanging around town before. She's never been so public with one of her partners."
The punch at the bottom of your cup tastes more bitter than you remembered as you sip from it. "It's nothing like that. Had a rough week so she offered to take me somewhere tonight. We're just friends."
The stranger frowns, but their pity never reaches their eyes. "Shame. Seems like she lucked out this time cause you're kinda cute. What's your name?"
"It's-
"None of your damn business."
The scent of department store cologne and tobacco assaults your senses as her hands fall at your waist. You can feel the weight of her glare over your shoulder as the stranger sheepishly backs away from promity to you and her line of sight. Gripping your waist, she pulls you to her chest - shooting an arm around your neck to keep you pinned in place as she swallows her visible anger with whatever's left in your cup.
"Baby.." She draws with that honeyedly sweet tone only she could channel, resting her head against your cheek with a sigh as she holds you close. "I leave you alone for a second and you run off with a stranger. Never pegged you as the type to break a poor girl's heart, but here we are."
The stranger looks between the two of you as her breath fans your ear through her laughter, confusion and a hint of disappointment clear on their face. "Sorry, Dyl.. Not trying to steal your date or nothing. They said you guys were just friends..."
"We are!" You argue, unsure of your own defense as her lips meet the skin of your neck. "we..are.."
Moving to your collar, her teeth close as her arms tight around you - biting down with no real force behind it, but enough to leave a sting. "All I know is if you're not out of my fucking sight in the next ten seconds we're gonna have a big problem on our hands and depending on how settling it goes there might be a few teeth on the floor."
The stranger opens their mouth-
"10...."
Turning tail as she opens hers. Watching as they flee, you finally wriggle out of Dylan's arms enough to shove her away. "What the hell was that, Dylan."
She shrugs, having the nerve to look upset as you raise your voice. "What? They were getting in your space so I helped you out. You're welcome by the way."
"They were just talking to me- Why bring me to a public place and go talk to somebody else if you didn't want me mingling with others. Why do you always insist we're just friends to people then turn around and act like my girlfriend when people trying to get to know me. Do you want me to end up miserable and alone?"
Something snaps in Dylan's eyes at your accusations. Grabbing a fistful of your shirt she yanks you back towards her - ramming her lips and tongue against your sealed mouth as she clutches your jaw, applying pressure to pry you open for her. The taste of liquor and the tobacco you smelt on her prior spills onto your tongue; the jewelry of her inner piercing clashing against your teeth as she robs you of breath and grasp on whatever grounding your relationship had before this. Her hand dips into your back pocket as her husky eyes into yours - voice dropping to a whisper so the watching crowd hasn't a clue what she says. All that matters is that you do and understand your place.
"What we are doesn't matter right now. Only thing that does is that you are mine. Don't let anyone put any silly ideas in that pretty head that make you think that you're not. Do I make myself clear?"
You swallow the air you had been holding.
"Do. I. make myself clear."
"..yea."
"Good." Her face relaxes into the smile you've grown accustom to as she pats your cheek. "Good. Say I'd hate to have to remind you, but I've been told I'm a bad liar."
if you guys are looking for palestinian reporters and journalists, these are some that i follow:
yara eid, she is a journalist and human rights advocate who was born and raised in gaza, but is currently based in london. she worked to uncover the agression in gaza last year and has been documenting this aggression on instagram and twitter.
bisan, she is a gazan filmmaker who has been documenting the aggression on instagram (and i think tiktok, but she is more active on instagram). right now she is in the north and is documenting the situation there.
muhammad smiry, he is another journalist born and raised in gaza. he is currently based in gaza and last i check, he migrated southwards. he has been documenting this aggression on twitter. also make sure to follow his second account.
hind khoudary, she is a journalist based in the gaza strip. last i checked she was situated in the north and has been documenting the aggression there on twitter and instagram but she is more active on twitter.
EDITED TO ADD:
plestia alaqad, she is a journalist also based in gaza. i’m not sure what part of the strip she is located in but she has also been documenting this aggression on instagram and tiktok. (i also found a twitter account but it is not linked to any of her socials, so i will not add it because i’m not sure if it is her)
motaz azaiza, he is a photographer based in gaza. i’m not sure is he is in the north or south but he has been documenting the aggression on instagram and twitter.
it is important to center the voices of palestinian people at this time, especially because the media in the west has been so blatantly pro israel and has had no issue undermining the voices of palestinian people and the genocide that they have been facing for the last 75 years.
also it it important to know and always remember that israel is targeting journalists and reports especially because of just how important their voices are. so many journalists have been killed by the idf and the israeli police.
i will be updating this list as i find more journalists and reporters. if you know anyone else, please comment them and i will add!!
may allah keep these people, and all the heroes documenting the atrocities committed by israel, safe.



