#this was written quickly and not even proofread so excuse the spelling mistakes

[juminly]

Prey of Desire

Another Kinktober drabble from me, but this time, it’s with a boy from KnB! 

Pairing: Kagami Taiga x f!reader. 

Rating: Mature. 

Tags: grinding, marking, nipple play, eventual oral sex. 

Summary: Kagami wanted one thing from you. One thing. All you had to do was very simple. Scream for him. –♥– 

Kneeling over the bed, Kagami discards his shirt and smirks down at your heaving figure as he towers over you. With a devilish smile stretching from ear to ear, he wastes no time and sprawls that obscenely sculpted body of his over you until his face was right in front of yours. You were now face to face, the tip of his nose brushing against your nose while the warmth of your breath fanned over both your skin. You could relish the heat of him, the weight of him above you yet you needed more and he delivered.

He pushed your wrists down with your arms over your head, locking your eyes in a gaze so intense, they look like they are glowing. “Open your legs. Yes, just like that and wrap them around me. Nice and tight.” Even with your clothes still on, he starts grinding against you, you could definitely make out the feel of his heavy erection against on you even as the fabric between you acts as a barrier. 

Even so, he manages to draw out a moan from you as he rocks his hips against you in the most cruel and harsh way. It was delicious. The constant back and forth motion that he created was joined by the thrust of your own pelvis, wanting to meet him each tie, increase the friction as much as you could.

“Someone's getting a bit restless.-" He chuckles "- Can you squeeze me tighter, baby?” He groans as he feels his own resolve wavering, you try to squeeze him between your legs when he leans down, attacking your neck, your collarbone and slowly moving down to your breasts with wet, open-mouthed kisses and nips that were so uncoordinated and wild, just like him. That was enough to throw you off and he slowly drained the energy from you, his grinding becoming even more erratic and the increased friction make you both even more needy than before. 

It's wasn't enough. But it's all you were getting for now.

“Show me what’s the best you can do and maybe...” he brings his hands to the waist of your pants “I’ll let you lose these... I promise to make you sing...” He bites his way down the column of your neck to your collarbone, sucking on it hard, the little tiny squeal that ensued was enough to make him chuckle again, the imprint of your smile clearly on your warmed skin. 

Lapping at each and every mark he inflicted on your soft skin with long, lazy licks, drawing long strips across your clavicle... "No... Scream." He hooks his fingers under your panties but makes no move to shove them and take the cursed thing off you.

"Ahhh.. Kagami! Please! Just get on with it!" You whined loud enough for it to be considered a "yell" but not a scream. Kagami trailed his eyes to meet yours, as he continued to lick his way down to your breast, his expression was haughty and his actions were vulgar. 

You wished you could resist him but your hips kept meeting every thrust of his, going with whatever pace he set, you bit down your lower lip without even noticing, holding your breath watching whatever dirty thing your infuriatingly sexy boyfriend had in mind. Kagami growled loudly, the rumble of his chest coursing through you from where your bodies were connected. He was like a jungle cat out for his prey and right now, he was prowling more of you.

"Remind why you still got this shit on..." Before you could reply to him with a quip, he bit into the corner of your bra cup, moving it to the side and making your peaking breast pop out. He let out a starved moan, completely unhinged as his tongue licked on your sensitive mound, nipping and sucking around it all around, marking every clear bit of your skin before latching on to your nipple and biting on it hard. Screamed. That's exactly what you did but he relieved you from the pain right after by blowing softly on your tiny bud, licking it - rinse and repeat. Once that nipple was nice and perky enough for him, he moved on to assault the next one.

After having his fill of your breasts and littering your chest with dusky marks that would soon grow even darker, Kagami swirled his tongue over your other nipple one last time and let it go with a loud pop, his hips were now rutting against you at a slower pace, prolonging both your desire and pain. The crease between your eyebrows deepened as he let go of your arms. 

You watched your boyfriend lick his lips and smirk, moving his body away from you and kissing you down your stomach. "I'm gonna have to continue my feast, baby girl. I'm still hungry." He laughed as he felt you squeeze your legs around him, attempting to push his hips on yours, telling him that you wanted him inside you.

Your efforts were all in vain, he was too strong and you had no power against him, especially when he had that crazed look in those eyes. The sound of his wet kisses rang loud and lewd, the desire pooling even more between your legs while he unbuttoned and unzipped your pants with his teeth. The loud grunt reaching your ears only meant one thing, - Lift your fucking hips, baby girl -, yet his mouth was too preoccupied as he circled his tongue back up onto your navel as he removed your goddamn jeans and panties off.

With a wide grin, he leaned down and grabbed the back of your knees, pulling them quick and fast, eyes raking over your body as you slid down the bed to where he wanted you to be. "Itadakimasu, baby." He hoisted your knees over his shoulders and straightened his back, less than a quarter of your weight was resting on your shoulders and he pinned you to his body with an arm around your waist, his thick bulge pressed against your back. 

As much as he ached, for now, his sole purpose was to ravage you with painful nips and sultry licks and properly devour you until he couldn't take it anymore. –♥–  Please feel free to leave comments/feedback!💜  Masterlist Tagging @shhhlikeme  and written because I’ve made @cleverlittlevixen watch KNB and she ended up falling for this boy💜

#kuroko no basuke #kuroko no basket #kagami taiga #kagami taiga x reader #kuruko no basket smut #kuruko no basuke smut #knb drabble #knb #knb smut #knb kagami #kinktober #knb kinktober #this was written quickly and not even proofread so excuse the spelling mistakes

[jae-canikeepyou]

| into you | j.jh

pair: jaehyun x fem!reader

word count: 7.7k+

summary: as the uni campus’ social butterfly, it’s a given you have a lot of friends, invited to almost all gatherings and all adore you. for the latter, jaehyun does too. he’s so into you and likes how you’re his happy place. or; jaehyun— an unsocial, often misunderstood person, finds his behaviour different with you and perhaps wants to keep you for himself, not anyone else.

genre: fluff + elite!au

a/n: i’m back after a while since i’ve been so so busy! this is not proofread again and i’m sorry if there are any grammar mistakes down there :> this is not canon with “letting go” scenario in case there’s any similarities with the characters. hehe anyway i hope you all enjoy reading! ♡ ~j.

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seated at the front row in the amphitheatre-shaped lecture hall, jaehyun frustratingly put his hood back on to hide himself from those who were staring from all around. they were definitely whispering about him, hands by their lips to conceal their voices in case he heard them. he hated this much attention, all because he chose stay of out school and classes— and claimed that it didn’t interest him.

so did coming today.

but the point was his attendance for this class was on the line and his busybody parents were sick of receiving phone calls or mails that kept filling their boxes, all for the same reason; that their son could be expelled despite handing assignments.

he rolled his eyes at the heat creeping up his ears as the whispers grew louder. he slammed the thin granite table, causing everyone to flinch at the sound and his presence. “can i have some quiet?! i can hear you guys talking crap about me!” he turned around at the pairs of eyes, soon frozen like meerkats.

they ticked him off. he couldn’t stand being in the same room with people who repeatedly questioned his existence of being here. he knew that rumours were going around, that the ‘jeong jaehyun’ in high school got into an private elite university— it could be anywhere but never expected it‘d be this campus. it was written in the judgment of their faces.

“chill man,” a guy his age swung his lollipop with legs on the desk. “some are curious why you decided to show up today since first semester’s a week away from ending, while some even wonder why you got into such prestigious and elite university.”

jaehyun’s eyed him slowly from legs to head. “who are you supposed to be?” he snorted at the stranger.

“just a guy who wants to break the distraught you’re trying to start.” he kicked his legs off the desk and stood up on his suede shoes, showing off his pearly whites.

he looked at everyone whose eyes averted from the two of them. “our town’s a small neighbourhood, so everybody knows everybody. we know exactly who you are, jeong jaehyun.”

“excuse me?” he swirled his tongue that it was evident he was pissed. “careful what you accuse me of. you and i both know it’s not going to end well-”

“they’re near they’re near!” a voice echoed the hall, cutting jaehyun’s attempt to intimidate the young man any further.

and with that signal alone, jaehyun could see and observe ladies fixing their hair and make-up, while the guys gave fistbumps to those near them. he rolled his eyes at him returning the favour to them as the guy unbuttoned his collar. “what’s wrong with you?” jaehyun was utterly weirded out. “with everyone?”

the crimson-haired guy only gave a flirty grin with raised brows. “this happens everytime.“

the door swung open with the professor rushing in. the students swifted heads, it wasn’t the first time he ever was late. he was young and good-looking, and it was hard to believe he still a bachelor. he gestured someone at the door, then the held-in giggles and mumbles were soon replaced with whispers of awe, as you walked in carefully with a tower of binder folders halfly covering your view.

clearly the guys around him have been secretly admiring; some had the confidence of taking selfies even if you were far, while others took a picture with their eyes so you were marked in their memories. ladies flocked towards the flustered professor like little chicks and surrounded him.

and that’s when the comments started coming in.

“park seojoon is so hot.” “hey remember to use ‘professor’.” “i guess genes runs in the family.” “his sister is ethereal too.” “i see her weekly and y/n’s a goddess.” “y/n! are you coming to the party tonight?”

jaehyun knew who you were through social media and common friends. and he included himself part of the people who admire you. he also remembered because he bumped into you during orientation. he wouldn’t usually care about passerby’s and strangers and although that was a brief moment and short eye contact, something about you was hard to not forget. you had people and friends under a charming spell he couldn’t describe, and that was in a good way.

you tucked a strand behind your ear and became shy afterwards as they whistled and cheered towards your gesture, making you heat up a thousand degrees higher. you should be used to this but every time it happens, you were just as flustered as your brother.

jaehyun’s legs got up on its own and was surprised at himself for making his way to help you. he picked up the fallen binder files and scattered papers while the whiskers by your eyes creased up in shyness.

he hitched a breath realising that the clumsy you was adorable too.

“thank you.” a smile then appearing at the corners of your lips caused jaehyun to freeze for a while. yuta wouldn’t miss anyone’s reaction. he slid his chair close to jaehyun’s as the he came back, nudging his chair for him to give into your beauty.

“i know a person with heart eyes when i see one. now you understand why we’re whipped for y/n. isn’t she a babe- agh.” he held the back of his head from the smack.

“don’t call me that, nakamoto.” you hissed sharply with how confident and careless he could get, especially with people you weren’t familiar with. you looked at the guy in a black sweater and let out an embarrassed sigh. “i’m sorry about my annoying best friend. yuta tends to be chatty when he feels lonely.” you winked at him.

it was jaehyun’s turn to flash short chuckle, its faint sounds perked not only your ears, but yuta’s as well. “not a problem. i know a lonely person when i see one.” jaehyun emphasised through his gaze.

“i’m not lonely! i have y/n and my men!” he whined and turned towards you. “see what you did y/n?”

“it’s good to finally see you, jeong jaehyun.” you ignored yuta and brought out a hand for a greeting.

you pursed your lips to stifle a laugh, jaehyun’s ears quickly turned from pink to red. he gulped loudly and took your hand in his, eyebrows lifting at how you knew his name.

lost for words and you both locked eyes where he forgot to let your hands go. “we take the same course together? i know your name because you’re the only one missing from the class-” you said, shaking his hands to subtly let him know it had been a minute since your hands felt his vainey flesh.

“okay young lad that’s enough time holding my sister.” seojoon separated your hands and jaehyun snapped out of his admiration, inhaling quite stressfully with how stupid he looked. “get to your class y/n.”

“alright, i’ll see you at tea hour.” you waved at the boys.

“as long as you’re treating i’ll go.” yuta hummed in a monotonous voice, fixing his laces that went untied.

“i’m not talking to you dimwit.” you flicked his forehead, leading to your satisfaction of the nut-like sound from it. “jaehyun, because you missed yesterday’s class, prof assigned me to assist you, along with the other topics you’ve yet to cover. i’ll be expecting you at the café near campus.”

before you stepped out of the hall, yuta pulled your sweater, yanking you back. “are you going to taeyong’s party tonight? you never miss an event!”

you puckered your lips, pinching his cheeks that a cute gummy smile came out from it. “you know my rules. as long as you’re driving me home, i’ll go. see you later.”

jaehyun nodded yet was still in a daze. he realised what you said when yuta pushed him. “gross. don’t act as if we’re already close.”

“hm? was i really? i think it’s normal when you’re making a move on my best friend.” he brought out his laptop and typed his password.

i wasn’t. “whatever.”

and to say that jaehyun didn’t feel butterflies flying uncontrollably in his stomach would be an understatement. they made the intestine churn in ways he couldn’t imagine, and he himself wanted to deny that what he was feeling was just from the influence of others. but wouldn’t that mean his feelings were temporary? because if it were, he should perceive you an ordinary person.

yet here he was outside, still admiring you before he entered the café. he found it was amusing of how oblivious you were of his presence— you were too immersed into this assigned task by professor, but others found it funnier when jaehyun looked stupidly in-love and cowardly the lad looked, despite having the overall aura of a stuck-up.

as the sun’s rays brightened the city and the wind’s breeze made the trees leaves dance, only then had you raise your head to see jaehyun waving at you. ten minutes early, not bad for an actual first impression. “hey,” he greeted, making you smile with his low but gentle voice. “am i late?”

you took your bag from across and asked him to sit down. “no no. you’re just in time, it’s really nice to have an early bird around.”

his dimples deepened at the compliment. “how about the project? is it too late? you think i can still catch up?” jaehyun cleared his throat.

“that depends on your dedication. based on the record professor gets, you’ve been doing your tasks and homework quite diligently. he’s just worried about your habit of not attending his lectures might lead to procrastination when second semester starts.” you gave him a slice of cheesecake to eat. “he’s still teaching us another subject.”

“it’s quite the contrary.” he dove in for the dessert. “i don’t have the will to procrastinate at all.”

“then good.” you twisted the pen in your fingers. “let’s get started?”

for that span of two hours, how he wished it could be more. who knew you would have a lot of things in common with him? that time alone was not enough to talk about vinyl and jazz singers and pretty much everything that were overlooked by people. he brought up his favourite spots in the city and how they became a safe haven to escape the reality.

to cut the explaining short, his shell slowly started to open, bits and new things were showing. if you were surprised he was a good person, jaehyun himself couldn’t believe he was able to converse with people normally. being the awkward and shy type, doing this almost seemed impossible.

was it your magic that caused him to do so?

you learnt that jaehyun was rather special and by special it meant he had gifts that you believed were way beyond human limits. he never studied in a library, rewatched lectures or written his notes. and the professor mentioned how jaehyun received good grades in most of the things he submitted.

to be very honest, you were a little jealous. from how he was sitting in front of you, he didn’t seem to be interested but was definitely listening. and you sort of gave up in continuing anyway. “i don’t understand why i’m told i need to guide you when you’ve already caught up with everything.” you let out a soft chuckle that seemed more of a question.

“i was waiting for you to stop..” jaehyun said quite blatantly and stretched his arms and you were hurt because if he didn’t want to, he could’ve said so. heck, even more so, he shouldn’t have come here and wasted time-

“..because it looked like you were forced to do this by prof.” his smile then faded seeing you mirror the same. “are you alright? you’re a little pale..”

your eyes widened. “oh uh, sorry, i assumed-” you sputtered and probably died inside with what he said. you cursed in your mind. dammit y/n.

jaehyun raised his brows, making you more flustered and panicky. you sighed and waved your ‘its-nothing’ hand. “assumed that i’m brusque and a stuck-up?”

he pierced his eyes at you and you weren’t going to lie, he scared you a bit. but that fear immediately disappeared when a gentle giggle and adorable dimples replaced it. “i get that a lot, but don’t worry. i’m different from what people think. they think i’m not friendly, a-and a loner too.”

“you’re not.” he heard you counter him, slightly slamming the fork down. “if you were, you wouldn’t be here with me. or even bothered to come.”

his heart became warm through your words, that act of kindness torn down his walls of inferiority and his perception towards people changed. “thanks.” he checked the time on his watch and twisted his wrist to show to you. “don’t you have a party to attend to?”

“lee taeyong’s?” you stood up to leave the café. “i feel like skipping it for tonight. i’m not in the mood for parties somehow.”

“because i’m a better company for you?” jaehyun teased and boy was he proud with his remark, you didn’t even deny it. “you don’t have to go if you really don’t want to. it’s better to have time for yourself sometimes.”

“you’re saying from experience?” you asked, putting pressure on your words about his claim of being alone.

“it’s more of an advice for you.” he winked.

you thought he was quite observant even though he barely socialised with others. he noticed the light in your eyes sparkling, in which he felt his chest squeeze. you twirled in your toes as you hugged your laptop. “say.. are you up for a movie marathon?”

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including now, it’d be the fourth time you both have rewind the specific scene just for that certain song jaehyun kept singing nonstop. and although you loved his voice, having the song on replay would be a little too much and the purpose of the marathon might go in vain. it seemed jaehyun was way into it, so interrupting him would be mean of you so you sang along.

“the nostalgia still hits me ‘til this day.” jaehyun tossed a bag of chips from your kitchen island to you.

jaehyun kept saying it may sound stupid and corny coming from him, but as a child he liked the whole high school musical series; and he pretty much became one when breaking free started to play.

because you both couldn’t decide where to watch the beloved movies by everyone, the marathon ended up being at your apartment. it was subtle, yet quite obvious to you he didn’t want it to be held in his place. you thanked your psychology course for giving lessons to notice even the little things in behaviour.

“how many times do i have to keep telling you it’s okay to like it? not like anyone would tease you for it.” you giggled as you opened the bag and popped a couple of chips into your mouth.

“yeah sure, but i know you would.” he squinted his eyes for you to admit that that was your plan eventually.

“have i?” you singsonged, sipping on the large cola cup.

he pointed at the hairbrush you held and suddenly you bursted out in laughter since jaehyun was obviously— maybe a little— offended with how you mimicked him singing earlier. “okay you caught me.”

jaehyun felt his entire body heating up. still in denial about actually being into you, he took a challenge upon himself and scooted next to you. his arms slightly brushed and touched against yours. “you in for hsm 2?”

“well we are having a marathon, might as well go for camp rock later.” you shrugged and eyed him with a confirming gaze.

“uh-huh.. but i’m still a fan of the trilogy.” jaehyun stole the chips in your hands.

“now aren’t you cheeky.” you gasped at his playful behaviour, and you didn’t dislike it. perhaps you prefer this naught over yuta’s as it didn’t get into your nerves or have the urge to hit him because of the hyperness.

he sat deeper into the beanbag. “i’m comfortable in here. your house feels too homey.”

“so is it my fault that you’re in your comfort zone?” you stated, taking the bag of chips back into your arms.

“yes.” he protested with frequent waves of his palms. “you’re too kind and i might come here to visit often.”

“suit yourself.”

since he arrived here it had him wondering, why did he decide to show up today at campus when there was actually a pure human being like you? he just needed a person— just one— to knock onto his heart. yet with many people in his life trying to do the same thing, none held the correct key. and somehow,

it had to be you.

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you’ve lost count of the number of times jaehyun has been hanging at your crib since then. it became a normal routine but never have you been to his place. it was always yours and you didn’t mind that. though he did promise, you respected his decision.

you found out he could be little dorky and corny but that was the unique trait about him. like friends at kindergarten, you both were still at a get-to-know-each-other stage. so that day, he created a schedule where he would hang out with you on wednesdays and fridays, claiming that he didn’t want to be seen by others, e.g. mr. nobody with ms. golden girl.

however, since then, people close to you have been looking at you rather differently. it wasn’t because they sometimes see jaehyun following you around, they sensed a different aura from you. you could feel their piercing stares from all directions, as if you were the centerpiece of a watch. there was something a little different than usual.

and you tried to ignore this ominous feeling for now.

yuta shook his legs vigorously, in which was an unsightly act to see for someone on the soccer team. you could see him from afar with his hands by his lips, biting it as he waited for your arrival at the university’s sports ground. jaehyun jogged towards you with his bag slung diagonally across his torso. he poked your neck and as a person with severe tickle spots, that caught you off guard into a fight-me position to the doer.

“chill, it’s just me.” jaehyun had both of his hands up, whiskers appearing just by the sides of his nose.

“jaehyun!” you relaxed your limbs. “got a better way of greeting? i don’t like being surprised.” you pulled the hem of his sleeve, missing how he pursed his lips in glee when you both instantly became close, like it was overnight.

he let you grab him as you both walked towards where yuta was standing by the bleachers. “i’m sorry?” he giggled loud enough only for you to hear. “i thought i’d get a priceless reaction from you.”

you rolled your eyes that it almost hurt doing so. “be glad i have enough patience for you.”

“and i didn’t have enough patience last night!” yuta joined the conversation seeing you and jaehyun before him. “where have you been? you said you were coming to my place yesterda- why is he here?” he looked at him then at you. “with you? again?”

“ever thought that i want to have my own ‘me’ time for once?” you took off your cardigan and placed it on the bleachers. you could feel jaehyun chuckling softly when you made reference to his remark.

and boy was he proud. “you’re emphasising on that quite often nowadays.” he helped you carry your bag as you to settled down.

“that’s because i never realised how true it actually is until i say it out loud, since being in everyone’s eyes does pressure me.” you balled your fists to nudge him lightly on the arm, and for him to dramatically receive the attack did put yuta in an awkward position.

“uh hello? i’m still here!” in front of you and jaehyun, yuta snapped his fingers several times to divert attention. “what’s going on with you two? how are you both suddenly so close when you’ve just met for the first time two weeks ago?”

jaehyun swifted his head towards you, and the telepathic exchange of words between you and him had yuta clicking his tongue in disbelief. “you were right, he will react.” jaehyun’s voice prolonged while munching on a corn dog.

“told you so.” you flicked your hair and turned to yuta as you continued talking. “bestie, we’ve been seeing each other since then.”

what the hell? the way yuta’s face turn sour at your smile towards jaehyun, he could almost faint right then and there since he swore he saw mr. dimples smile subtly at you too. “and with just that i’ve been replaced-”

“no i would never replace my best friend.” you held his palms hoping he would calm down from his high emotions, but he immediately pulled his hand away from you, much to your dismay. “hey, i’m here to make amends-”

“yeah?” he clicked on a pen and wrote something on a tissue, soon grabbing your bag from the seat and fished out your wallet. “then you’re treating me my meals for a month. i have another order right now.”

now it was your turn whose face became sour. “a month?! i can’t do that- hey!”

yuta tossed your credit card up in the air and upon seeing his eyes darken— though that was all in your head—you gave in and sighed heavily. you stomped your way to the caféteria while yuta comfortably put one leg on the benches with a satisfied grin. “man she’s easy to tease.”

“is that so? then i know now who she gets it from.” jaehyun said through his chews on his food, making yuta’s ears perk up at the response.

the atmosphere lingering between the two of them invited dark clouds. both could sense the change in their moods, and they both weren’t liking it.

yuta spun and played the ball on his hands then forearms, later let out a scoff when jaehyun raised his brows. he didn’t like the vibe jaehyun was giving and so did the latter. “i do it for fun. it’s natural between us.” yuta said.

“hm? she told me she doesn’t like it when you do.” he saw you on your tiptoes as you struggled to tell the order to the person at the high-levelled counter. but another scoff came out from yuta. “you got a proble-?”

“yeah kinda.”

“i don’t think so. i can tell it really bothers you when y/n hangs out with me.” jaehyun sat up straight at yuta’s comment about him.

“i should be. because i’m her best friend and who knows what type of person you are.” he did a few tricks with his legs. “but if you really want to know then your attitude is what i have problems with.”

“i remember telling you it wouldn’t be good for you when accuse me wrongly.”

he let out a monotonous and rather mocking laugh, taking jaehyun aback but he anticipated this kind of response from him. “and what? you’ll go berserk like you did years ago? as a high school freshman? beating the innocent up or whoever comes your way?”

“look i don’t know where the hell that came from but it’s not what you or everyone else thinks.” jaehyun aggressively crumpled the hotdog wrapper in his palms.

“c’mon you don’t have to hold it all in,” yuta set his ball aside and rested his hands on his waist. jaehyun was getting uncomfortable the more he listened to him. “unleash that side-”

jaehyun rolled his tongue, nodding his head to test him. “alright, i guess i don’t have to when i have feelings for y/n. thanks for the advice.”

what the..? yuta stared at him when there wasn’t a change in his expression. jerk- “now you’re talking. you wanna fight? let’s do that-”

“tsk yuta! the bill’s too expensive!” you whined and gently put down the tray.

while yuta clicked his tongue at your sudden entry and with how quickly you came back, for a moment jaehyun wanted to hug you for being his saviour. he was so close to lose his temper towards your best friend. the relief seen in his tensed shoulders, but you interpreted it otherwise. “are you okay?” you asked while you sat down beside him.

he hummed, folding his arms and looking at the distance, clearly avoiding eye contact with yuta. “mhm, i just realised the deadline is coming up in three days.” he excused.

you managed to utter out a giggle as you finally ate, finding out how jaehyun’s ears always turned red when given attention to. “you’re stressed about it?”

“aren’t you?” jaehyun drank the remains of his soda.

“not really since i finished mine. but, if you’re worried about your progress, i can help you.” you swirled the fork in the air like a wand. jaehyun smiled to himself when yuta took his ball to throw a fit.

“i’m not worried about the project. but there’s an annoying bug i’m trying to hit so help me.” jaehyun’s dimples appeared deeply again and as the darkening ombré sunset shoned his side profile, there you witnessed how pure he actually was— and you missed out on yuta’s frown towards jaehyun.

you gulped and almost choked on your own saliva, eyes still locked in jaehyun’s. his hair caught in the wind, making it look fluffy and his entire demeanour softer than you usually see him. you hitched a breath since jaehyun seemed like he had no plans to avert his gaze too. both of you were definely mesmerised and hypnotised, and for jaehyun it was just like that time. he remembered the colour palette of your makeup while you recalled the perfume he wore.

in the recent marathons with him you’ve never been this close, physically speaking. so this close-up really debunked the impression you heard from people, especially from yuta.

however, as you were oblivious with the pressure behind jaehyun’s words and even smiled back at him, yuta flicked your temple. he was indeed a worry wart and sometimes he would like to flick you just this once for being too much of a social butterfly. he knew it was in your nature to be kind and always on the look out for others. he’s fine when you were with anyone except with this guy you befriended. not him.

he dodged your flying limbs in attempts to hit him. “oi, you’re not going to ask how i am? if i’m worried?”

the pain from the flick remained on your temple. “no? you look fine to me-” you stared at your phone. the message reminding you of the singles elite party a month from today at 8pm. “a party?”

“yeah if you attended the previous party you’d know that there’ll be another one after taeyong’s.” yuta took off his shoes in change for his casual.

“hm. i’m don’t feel like going.” you jumped off the bleachers to dust off your pants. “probably gonna be boring.”

“i’m the one who’s holding it this time!” yuta put you under a headlock in his arms. “you’re ditching your best friend?!”

you giggled and ticked his sides and followed it with a playful hug. “just kidding. i heard from momo! i’ll be there.” you brushed your hair up into a messy bun while spotting jaehyun starting to feel out of place. “oh! do you wanna come to the party, jae?”

yuta mentally facepalmed and it was given he didn’t like what you did. but your eyes were quick to see his reaction and you slapped his chest. he glared at you while his hands caressed it. why did you have to invite him? it was the whole purpose why he decided to hold a party; maybe you’d finally appreciate his hardwork, or perhaps, notice him as someone more and as not a best friend who only worries and teases you.

jaehyun nodded in response, no words needed. a smile crept your lips as if you were given chocolates on valentine’s. “cool.” you pulled him on the wrist after hearing the coach calling yuta, followed with a loud whistle. “ah yuta, we‘ll get going! see you.”

“mm yeah..” yuta hummed, seeing you both vanish in the distance. “see you..”

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your sulking self laid sideways by jaehyun’s lap, head rested on a pillow. it’s been too long since yuta avoided you, purposely ditched your hangouts, seenzoned your messages and ignored your calls. as if these weren’t obvious enough for you to know something was up. there definitely was but you couldn’t put a finger to it. so you forced jaehyun to let you stay at his place, being it your apartment was currently invaded by your brother’s friends from abroad.

but honestly it was also because you discovered jaehyun’s unit was blocks away from yours. fate was gladly on your side.

“y/n, you know i can’t work properly when you’re like this.” jaehyun sighed while he adjusted his sitting posture and lifting his laptop.

you slightly and lazily your body turned upright, seeing his dimples beginning to show themselves. “let me be.” you complained.

jaehyun put down his laptop. “i can’t. you’re in my way of cramming hours. plus, how long have you been coming here? it’s getting too frequent..” he paused when your eyes were no longer on him— rather they were on your phone, staring at the last conversation from yuta.

he couldn’t bring himself to say that he was reason why yuta acting the way he was to you. and for all honesty he would keep this matter to himself. “did i do something wrong?” you asked.

“of course not. he’s probably in his emo phase. guys have them a lot more than you think.” jaehyun typed on the keyboard for the remaining parts of the essay. “but he’ll get out of it eventually.”

“fine i’ll trust on that.” you sat up and scooted over to see his progress. you submitted your assignment hours ago. looking at jaehyun, it seemed he was struggling at some parts. were you unconsciously pressuring him? the beads of sweat began to roll down his temples and that made you giggle if it was the case. uh-huh. he was really feeling that way.

he gulped so loudly that it came out as a weird noise. he hoped you didn’t hear that. but the way you pursed your lips to hold the laughter in only had him discontinuing his report. “d-don’t do that.”

“do what?” you snicker.

jaehyun rolled his eyes and poked your forehead. “you’re too distracting.”

oh how the tables have turned. that comment flipped your head upside down, your heart in a frenzy and stomach churning. it wasn’t “so”, but “too”— that only meant he wasn’t concentrating on his work for a while.

even so, you waited for him to finish despite questionable feelings you’ve been feeling. his coffee cup already did seconds and thirds. and suddenly you remembered the happy hour the local café was promoting and there was a few minutes left until it ends for the day. you had to bring him there.

but you decided that because you wanted to be out of that suffocating air jaehyun caused.

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the more you walked faster, the more jaehyun’s wrist reddened and hurt. but he let you be as he liked how you were comfortable with someone like him. your hair flowed with the wind, the remains of your shampoo left a sweet scent. was it lavender? and the wind blew stronger, making the scent clearer to the nose. his heart skipped beats, because it was indeed lavender. he swore in his head. scrap aside the frequent marathons and meet-ups. lavender’s all the more reason why fell for you quickly than ever.

and when the local café closed early for the day, you almost lost sight of the pedestrian signs. jaehyun pulled you in as the light emitted red. though you had your emotions get the best of you, you realised how childish you were for something so minor. you laughed in awkwardness, he did too. “i didn’t want anyone to see this side-”

warmth. that was all you thought of right there. you were in his embrace.

“..of me.” you soon mumbled in his chest, realising later of the action he just did. “jaehyun-”

“it’s okay. i don’t too.” his hand gently caressed the back of your head, treating it with care as if he held a newborn baby. “so can i keep you?”

that warmth became hotter, almost boiling that you weren’t able to breathe properly. “i’m sorry.” he said, that must’ve surprised you.” jaehyun chuckled.

surprised? of course you were. how was it natural for him to do skinship? and that smoothly? you both weren’t at that stage yet, let alone have a relationship with mutual feelings. even yuta couldn’t hug you because of how conscious you felt.

but then again, you looked up. you saw his ears. it was red, the usual reaction whenever you were with him. was it normal though? you were never aware of it up until now.

because it was so clear now.

“i’ll see you tomorrow? i have to help my mom with some things.” you lied as you scratched your neck.

jaehyun nodded and pulled away. “alright, go on ahead.”

you poked his dimples because he has been staring at you like he had questions to ask. “what is it?”

maybe he didn’t notice or maybe he did, but he was leaning closer, his head tilting to the side and eyes staring into your soul. you knew what he was about to do, you feel like letting him do so but at the same time you weren’t sure of your feelings.  

just a little more and you could’ve locked lips but..

your phone vibrated.

in panic you looked at your device and eyes widened that brought jaehyun aback.

“ah yuta!” you brought your phone so close to your face, not believing your best friend’s announcement on social media, in which he then followed up with a text message.

the light in your eyes was something jaehyun liked seeing, but didn’t so as well.

“oh! he said the concept for the elites’ party is live wardrobe. all singles will go through a ballot draw. it’s for the clothes to wear for the night..” you locked your phone. “tsk i wanted to wear my favourite dress.”

“i think you’ll look great in whatever gown is chosen for you.” jaehyun pat your head while you were immersed in your phone. “now go. it’s getting late.”

“i’ll expect the same for you.” you replied.

he laughed and that didn’t want to make you leave just yet. “nah don’t. i’m just ordinary in a suit.”

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funny how he was so damn wrong.

fate let him draw red, and confidently chose a suit once it was his turn to change. it was as if he knew this attire would go well with him. a suede texture with a black outline on its collar accentuated his brushed up light brown hair, while his black under-shirt contrasted with his porcelain skin. gladly it wasn’t halloween, or else you would’ve mistaken him for a vampire.

he had you feeling all sorts of things, and you didn’t know why when you were nothing more than friends.

an hour ago he was in his usual casual wear. now he was surrounded with ladies who already seemed like they were friends with him for decades. you could see jaehyun was uncomfortable but he kept his cool with folded arms as he leaned against a column. the comments from them irritated you, because at one point they were badmouthing him— and the second he showed up they flooded him with compliments of his good looks and how they named him the “model elite”.

you swirled the wine glass in your hand, the other arm hugged your waist. you rolled your eyes at the falseness these people have towards him. “can’t believe it.” your fingers curled as irritation began to cover your sight. “look at them trying to make a move on him. erlgh too close. they weren’t like that before.”

sicheng rolled his tongue, hands in pockets and walked to be in front of you. “really? you weren’t like that before too.” he pointed out.

“i agree. recently you’re stuck like glue whenever you’re with him.” yuta gestured.

“am so not?” you gasped while your eyes trailed to jaehyun, who was still had patience for the ladies surrounding him. “i just like how he’s a good friend.”

“doubt it.” sicheng poked your cheek. “you wouldn’t feel like this when you have feeli-”

not this again. “i’m grabbing a drink.” yuta suddenly cut the conversation.

“get me one too!” the younger one yelled and after he was satisfied with the gesture, he winced as you pinched his sides from the remark he said earlier. “ow! y/n! it’s true though! i know what i’m seeing!”

truthfully, nothing about sicheng’s words or actions bothered you. but if there was anything that did, it was your own heart. as of tonight, you began to question your feelings towards jaehyun. when did it start? how was it possible to like someone so quickly? “i’m telling you i don’t.” your eyes trailed to him, not realising the rush of heat creeping your cheeks.

jaehyun was approached by yuta, who was giving him a glass of beer. the ladies fled after stealing pictures of the guy and he took the drink in his hands. then they headed towards the garden of the mansion. wonder what he’s here for?

“nice party you have here. concept’s cool.” jaehyun started to break the lingering silence because he knew how awkward this was going to be with your best friend.

“yeah, never knew you’d end up in red. it’s y/n’s favourite colour.” yuta’s voice lowered. there was an impact jaehyun could describe but assuming that would be too rude of him.

“really? i didn’t know.” he hummed. aren’t you a little too happy, jaehyun told himself. he shook it off, for he doesn’t expect him and you to go any further than this.

“now you do. so can you back up for a while? take a week off or something from y/n.” yuta raised his brows.

this was the same feeling from before. he knew this feeling because he felt the exact same way. he wanted to be selfish for once. not like he hated yuta, it was just.. he always had to appear whenever he didn’t want him to. then he would mess his mood. he interrupted his joy of admiring you. jaehyun licked his lips to dampen them. “i’m sorry, who are you to tell me what to do?”

yuta grinned and leaned against the column as he mirrored jaehyun. “don’t you get it?” he asked, his tone rising. “i love y/n. you entering the picture just ruins everything.”

my hunch’s correct. he does love y/n. “if you love her you wouldn’t ignore her.”

“it’s because you’re with her! and she does the same to me! it’s like she’s found someone else-”

“you’re being dramatic.” jaehyun pushed himself off the column and turned to him. “y/n’s sad and moping around because you treated her like she’s all alone. you have no idea how much she waited for you to contact her.”

“what do you know, smartass? you’re just another guy trying to fit in when you know you couldn’t. no matter how much you tried, everyone’s afraid of you. and now you’re telling me you have feelings for y/n? please.” his lips jutted with sounds of disbelief while his body posture challenged jaehyun. “y/n’s kind to everyone she meets. it’s who she is. but to think you have hope to be with someone like her? if you ask me, all i see is a greatest mismatch.”

jaehyun usually didn’t give a damn of the comments about him. he couldn’t care less of any of those. in fact he’d hear them through one ear and out they went. but when he said anything, it irked him.

you see, that was the thing— right now, he actually listened.

he turned a blind eye on yuta’s words and let it off for the night. he was given a drink and maybe the alcohol didn’t work its way on him than it did to guy. in the end, yuta was probably spilling tea even if he didn’t intend to.

“what i feel for y/n has nothing to do with you. just like people can’t control the tides,” jaehyun lightly knocked onto yuta’s chest. “i can’t control mine.”

the footsteps echoed in yuta’s ears, he could hear them despite the noisy hall. “rghhh!” he grabbed hold of his glass and threw it towards jaehyun.

sounds of shattering glass met the ground, as well as catching everyone’s attention. then there was silence. jaehyun began to lose his patience as he turned around. his smirk challenged him. ouch. this was the fight yuta was looking for, seeing jaehyun’s heavy breaths only made him stand on his toes.

jaehyun punched him in the jaw though he knew it wasn’t worth his time. but he wanted to give him a taste of stepping beyond boundaries. yuta punched him back too. he made sure the star of the night was the other— shone the brightest and reveal his true nature. he didn’t count the number of hits he received, as long as jaehyun stayed that way.

“i told you it wouldn’t be good if you provoked me!” jaehyun growled. “you’re asking for show? i’ll give you one!”

“huh..” yuta wiped his bleeding lip. “you sure about that, beast?”

jaehyun held himself for the next punch, feeling all of the pairs of eyes on him. yours included. that was what he feared. “aw. what impression does she have on you now?” yuta’s cooing words caused jaehyun’s eyes to soften.

all bleeding and bruised, jaehyun’s injuries have matched with his suit. he clenched his fists as he frustratingly left the hall.

in your peripheral, your eyes trailed his direction and your legs followed him by heart, without realising yuta calling out your name several times. everything went blank, not thinking things straight because while everyone watched, no one understood. you glared at yuta before heading outside, a more disappointed sigh was the only response he got from you.

yuta was then nudged by sicheng. the latter could see the change in his expression. “what did i tell you?”

“you don’t have to tell me.” yuta dusted his pants.

“i’m still gonna.” sicheng rolled his eyes and poked the lad’s temple. “that’s what you call ‘stupidity’. if only you confessed to her before maybe things would be different between you guys.”

“i don’t want things to be different dude.”

“i’m gonna state the obvious, you probably already know this but.. you lost this battle.”

“crap..” yuta’s voice changed from a nervous chuckle to a soft sob. “i liked her first.”

you spotted jaehyun sitting atop a metal barrier just in front of the carpark— head down to mend his injuries and scratches. he sniffed from the cool night breeze before hopping off. “you’ll hurt your feet.” he pointed at the heels you had dangling in your hands.

his gaze softened when you pointed at his face, especially the black eye. “touché.” he chuckled, later feeling your cold hands against his throbbing flesh. “it’s no big deal-”

“i’m sorry about yuta’s behaviour.” you sighed. “don’t let it get into you. he’s an airhead when he’s drunk-”

“you sure? he seemed pretty sober when he said- ah.” he pursed his lips to speak any further. “nevermind.”

now that gotten you curious. “what did he say? spill it!” you whined, causing jaehyun mouth to curve a little in amusement.

jaehyun prolonged the silence and grabbed your shoes, leading you towards his car. once he unlocked it and opened the door, he bursted out in a loud, healthy laugh. “he said he was head over heels for you.”

you pushed him to the driver’s seat and slammed the door, rolling your eyes at the pun. “that was so lame!” you sat on the other side. “but i know that already if you thought i didn’t. i subtly turned him down ages ago. guess he didn’t take the message.”

“clearly.”

as you tended to his wounds, one question still had your curiosity at its peak. jaehyun was quiet through-out, so it was hard to bring the topic up for a while. until your eyes and his met.

“what did you tell him before he threw the glass at you?” you dabbed the cotton onto the beaten area. “it must’ve pissed him.”

he dropped his car keys and let out a nervous hum. “uh..” he didn’t know what else to say. right when he was finally about to tell you, you suddenly giggled.

“unless you told him you like me and that made him angry, but i doubt that happened.” your lips shrank to a circle, cursing at yourself for assuming too much. girl the guts you have was incomparable—

jaehyun’s large hand held yours while you continued to apply medication. the warmth, the heat and the building tension of skinship made you weak. “you’re right.”

your smile and breaths changed in an instant when he fixed himself on the seat. he smirked a little, finding how cute you were. it drove him crazy.

“i like you, for the longest time, since the orientation. i’m so into you that i couldn’t help myself be selfish and have you to myself— i- i don’t know what i’m saying.” he sighed, pushing himself away in embarrassment with arms above his face.

“t-thanks.” you fiddled with your fingers.

“i’m not asking for an answer. i just wanted to let you know.” he said. “gosh this is a bad timing for confession.”

“then is it a bad timing if i said i’m into you too?” you looked away and out in the distance. you could see his reaction on the window’s reflection. he was shocked, but an uncontrollable smile was forcing itself on the surface. it was written in the dimples.

“no,” his husky voice called you to look back. “you’re just about right.”

#jung jaehyun #jung yoonoh #nct jaehyun #jaehyun oneshot #jaehyun #jaehyun imagines #nct 127 #nct #jaehyun x reader #jaehyun nct #jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun angst #jaehyun au #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun fanfic

[siswritesyanderes]

omg could you p l e as e write that no-nonsense reader that's a literature junkie with a yandere percy weasley that absolutely adores how she corrects his love letters and grades them??? pretty please, with a cherry on top?

Initially, he had sat at your table in the library for two quite pragmatic reasons: because you were generally unobtrusive as you read, and because sitting next to another person meant that when people inevitably bothered him for homework answers, he could make the excuse that he didn’t want to be noisy and bother the person beside him. Those were the only reasons, at first.

After that, he supposed it was a matter of habit; if he didn’t see you at the usual table, he always wandered the library to find where you were sitting, and seat himself the usual distance of one seat away from you. That was the pull of routine, though, he reasoned; you had proven yourself a nice, quiet study partner, so of course he sought you out. There was no reason to sentimentalize the fact that he was drawn to you.

Then came the day a boy from Percy’s Transfiguration class asked to copy his notes. Demanded, really, with the excuse that he had missed class because he was ill. (Granted, Percy didn’t doubt the truth of this, so much. He just didn’t hand over his notes lightly.) When Percy suggested that he speak to McGonagall and get the information from her, the boy merely doubled down on his excuse, this time describing his illness (and the color and consistency of his vomit) graphically enough that Percy was, at a point, prompted to say:

“Thank you for that factoid; not at all disgusting. Anything else that will make me nauseous?”

“Nauseated,” you interjected suddenly.

“What?”

“I believe you meant ’nauseated’. ’Nauseous’ describes the stimulus, not the reaction. A nauseous smell will make you feel nauseated. If you yourself are nauseous, then you are causing nausea in someone else. Also, you’ve misused factoid.”

Percy blinked. “Have I?”

A crisp nod. “It means something that resembles a fact but is not; note the suffix ‘oid’, as used in ‘humanoid’. I suppose you aren’t entirely misusing it if you meant to imply that you didn’t believe he was telling the truth, but that wasn’t the impression I’d gotten. Also, it would be more fitting to just call it a lie, in that case; the connotations are different.”

In that moment, he felt inexcusably stupid for not having spoken to you sooner. He knew that some of his peers were clever; there was a whole House for those who valued cleverness, after all. And he knew that some of his peers were probably smarter than him; statistically, they had to be. But…well, he liked to learn. Being taught new things he might never have otherwise known (like definitions of commonly misused words) felt different from being corrected on any old homework assignment. And the frank, casual way you had said it was just so terribly attractive and seemed to imply that there was plenty more where that came from.

Like you had answers to questions he didn’t even know to ask.

He paid more attention to you, from then on.

It was honestly distracting. Just committing to listening to you speak, in class and to your classmates, had been expanding his vocabulary little by little; he often found himself jotting down words that you used, approximating the spelling as best he could, to look up later.

Not just words- facts.

Weird, obscure things that you would bring up with minimal prompting, about the etymology of the word “defenestration” or the statistical likelihood of dying from an incorrectly brewed potion.

And sometimes you were just smiling, or just soberly nodding in agreement to one of your potions partner’s many venting sessions, and as the days passed he became entranced with that, too. All of your little moments and expressions and words seemed to drag him deeper and deeper, until it became unbearable not to say anything.

He wrote out a letter explaining his affection; it was better than telling you in person, because in a letter he could plan and proofread. He spent two days poring over his own wording to be sure that he’d avoided any mistakes, and then he slipped the parchment into your bag. His heart beating in his throat.

The next time he sat with you in the library, you set a folded parchment down in front of him. He couldn’t breathe for a moment, but when he unfolded it, he saw his own handwriting and his own words.

With things crossed out.

His eyes hungrily raked over the tiny annotations you’d made on his letter.

There was a bracket drawn around a phrase and the word “redundant” jotted in the nearest margin. A whole sentence was underlined and called “bombastic”, and Percy quickly put one of his books in his lap because he was having a Reaction and he was pretty sure he was in love.

At the very bottom of the page, below his signature, you had written: “Good spelling, and good use of the word ‘limerent’. On the whole, though, I think that you could do better.”

Pride and affection and determination flooded him. He took out a parchment and began to compose another letter. This one he scoured for any of the same mistakes he had made in the first one; he would not be redundant or bombastic or have a “strange use of passive voice here”. He took another two days, this time not even listening in class as he wrote and edited and rewrote (an otherwise perfect page had to be thrown out because a stray ink mark too closely resembled an apostrophe) before finally slipping the finished product to you.

This one you handed back with fewer structural complaints, but more thematic ones. In multiple places, you merely underlined a phrase and wrote “cliche”. So he was being graded for originality, too. You had high standards, which only made the chance of meeting them more enticing.

He was going to earn your approval. Approval would turn to love. One day, you were going to love him; he’d make sure of it. You would be with him, the two of you would be together, you would love him. Like he loved you.

“Hasty conclusion; insufficient evidence,” you jotted on his next one, with an arrow to the word love.

Evidence. Of course, you wouldn’t just accept that he loved you with no sub-points to back it up.

Merlin, you were so endearing. He had to earn your trust, prove himself. His whole next letter expounded on his feelings for you, as concretely as he could. He avoided subjective descriptors, as he knew that you would critique any use of words like “beautiful”, and focused on specific qualities you had and how they made him feel. Once he had tapped into that well, it seemed he couldn’t stop; he wrote out all of the things he had noticed about you that no one else had, and how it annoyed him that your friends were so inattentive to your feelings, and all of the details of the future he imagined for the two of you.

That letter he did not receive back for several days.

He spent those days in a daze of mixed anxiety and excitement. He imagined that you hated the letter. He imagined you loved it. He imagined that you were tearing it to shreds. He imagined that you read it to yourself every night.

He couldn’t catch your gaze in or between classes; you didn’t study in the library anymore. He didn’t notice that he had taken to following you in the hallways until one of your friends spotted him and whispered to you, and his anxiety spiked; he sprinted in the opposite direction, hoping you hadn’t turned around in time to see him.

The next day (by which time a torturous week had passed), you set a folded parchment in front of him on your way to your seat in Charms class.

It was not his letter; it was a note of your own, inscribed with only the words, “You are very observant. Thank you for the conversation, but I don’t know that I am interested.”

His heartbeat raced. His eyes looped over the words, fixating on different ones each time. He did not feel despair, nor defeat; how could he, when he knew the kind of people you had already settled for. You were brilliant, but your friends weren’t nearly as smart as he was. They didn’t care for you as much as he did. They wouldn’t be as successful as he would, provide for you like he would. The people you chose to surround yourself with would never deserve you, but he could come to. He had just failed to get that across, but soon he would succeed.

His eyes tightened their loop, now focused only on the words “I don’t know”.

That was the most important part, he decided. You had not been blunt in your rejection; you were unsure. He could fix that, could explain himself, could teach you how to accept his love, the way you had taught him so much.

Slowly, so as not to break the reverie he found himself in, Percy withdrew his quill, inkwell, and parchment from his bag. He would write you again. A letter a day, two letters a day, as many as needed. As many observations and declarations as it would take. He just needed to prove himself.

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(Caught myself referencing the song “Other Friends” towards the end, then just kinda went with it. Hope you enjoyed this one!)

#male yandere #possessive #obsession #yandere percy weasley

[amyhendry-contextualstudiesyear1]

Close Call (Individual Manifesto)

Rule 1 – You must start your assignment at least 24 hours before the deadline

The best way to produce your highest quality of work is to put a huge load of pressure on your shoulders by waiting until the deadline is fast approaching and you physically cannot put off the task any longer. I mean think about it, if you try to complete a task with no sense of urgency how do you remain invested? How do you stop yourself from being distracted? An ever so nearing deadline is sure to keep you focused. The fear of not being able to complete the task in time will keep you own your toes and insure you use every ounce of your time wisely and that you will put everything you have into this essay. That’s the best way to insure you produce high quality work.

Picture this, it’s the day after your task has been set and you have decided to get your work done early, you take your time setting up you work space, you get yourself a snack and a warm beverage and now you can take your time and write out your essay. You’ll be there for years! Constantly giving yourself breaks, thinking about what you’re writing, constantly second guessing and changing you’re points. Not officiant at all! Your mind will be all over the place! Fear is going to be the best motivator here. I mean, what’s the worst that could come from that? You might get overwhelmed by stress? Trust me on this one, leaving it until the last minute is the more officiant choice.

 Rule 2 – keep it unrealistic, in the movies the least likely to survive always makes it till the end

If there is one thing we all know is that the best place to get our logic from is movies, and if there is one trait that pops up over and over again, it is that the under dog always makes it out on top. It’s a classic trope where the main character must fight to beat the odds stacked against them to come out on top, it happens so often in media surely there must be some truth behind it! Take these classic examples: Rocky, Glory Road, Cinderella Man, Slum Dog Millionaire, School of Rock, 300. All classic films with one common trait, the main character starts off with little to no chance of winning, but they still pull through in the end. This is the mindset you need to have whilst working on your essay, you’re the main character of your story after all, so why not make the story a bit more interesting? Put the audience on edge for a bit. Leaving all your work to the last minute is a great way to add tension and defiantly will make sure the odds are not in your favour. Some other things you can do to decrease your odds of success is using an old and unreliable computer to type and submit your work on (got to keep the audience on their toes remember).

Not only will decreasing odds make your night more interesting but imagine how good it will feel when you inevitably beat the odds and finish in the nick of time. The sense of accomplishment you will feel when you type that final full stop will defiantly be worth all the stress and pressure you put on yourself beforehand, imagine all that weight slowly being lifted off your shoulders, just imagine how good it will feel. In my opinion, all the unnecessary stress from when you started is defiantly worth it to get that feeling.

Rule 3 – don’t check it, don’t proofread it, just keep writing

Checking and proofreading your work is just going to slow you down, did you forget you only have a few hours to get this done? Yes, there might be spelling mistakes and grammatical errors in your writing sure, however, there might also not be any mistakes and that little bit of time you save is 100% worth the risk. Remember, this is a race against time. I mean think about it, if you called it a night the second you’ve typed that last full stop, you might even get enough time to have a full hour sleep before you need to turn it in! Right now, anything that will save you time is essential, so don’t waste your time re-writing what you’ve already written especially since isn’t it the teachers job to correct mistakes anyway?

Also, maybe you need to be a bit more confident in your writing abilities, how can one be confident if they’re constantly assuming that they’ve made tons of grammatical mistakes? Sounding confident in your writing is the best way to convince your teacher that you really took you time a researched the topic you’re writing about. So, cut yourself some slack every once and a while, I’m sure it will be fine.

 Rule 4 – make it all up at the end, the best ideas always come at the end anyway

Put yourself in your teachers position for a moment and think, how many other students are there in my class again? And that is exactly how many essays your teacher has to read and mark as soon as you hand it in next lesson. That’s a lot of words! Are they really going to sit there and read every single word, of every single essay, for every single student? No way! I mean, you couldn’t even sit still and write one essay, let alone 20. This is something we can use to our advantage especially when it comes to the end of our essays. By the final paragraph it’s safe to assume that the teacher has lost interest by now (lord knows you have) so why give yourself more work? Just make it all up! No need to fact check anything your writing, people will believe anything as long as you sound like you know what you’re talking about, I’m sure a teacher who studied this subject for years and probably went to some specialised school for it will fall for this trick too.

You’ll usually find that the best ideas come at the end anyway, you’ll probably find that you’re spoiled for choice when it comes to your final paragraph. Of course this doesn’t mean you should re write any of the other points you made in a previous paragraph (refer to rule 3) not when you put so much time into them. If all the last-minute ideas are too good to not include, I’m sure just cramming them all into one paragraph will do them all justice.

 Rule 5 – always work in the dark, preferably after 12:00 AM

No, you could work at a normal, reasonable time like most people do, or, you can do it the less popular (but just as officiant) way of working which is waiting until everyone else is sleeping or at least winding down for the night, to complete all your assignments. This is going to be especially important if you live in a busy household with lots of people around, can you really expect to work to the best of your ability with your family making all that racket? Of course not! Besides staying up all night is far easier than asking them to just keep it down, you don’t want to put any extra stress on to yourself like that. But it’s not just your family that can distract you, if you live on a busy street or by a busy road, that is certainly going to impact your progress. Just waiting until the streets are dead and the world is asleep should give you the peace and quite you need. But that’s not the only benefit to working in the dead of night.

Personally, I think working in total darkness with your laptop as the only light source in the room and being the only thing you can physically see, is a very officiant way to work. It comes back to getting rid of all those distractions (remember you can’t afford to get distracted this time) this way the only thing you can look at is what you need to focus on. So switch of all lights, even night lights, to increase your chances of completing your essay in the time that you have left.

 Rule 6 – don’t set an alarm, rely on your wits to wake you up

Let’s put this out there. Everyone hates alarms. They’re load, they’re annoying and waking up is the most agonising feeling one can ever feel. We all despise them. So why set them? When your body is ready to wake up, it’ll wake up naturally and it’s best not to disturb nature. I mean think about it, you’ve been stressing about this deadline more than anyone else, surely you know it off by heart now, and your body knows it to! Surely you body knows how important this deadline is and will wake you up with the perfect amount of time left to get ready for the submission, right? I’m certain that the amount of stress you have voluntarily put yourself under will let your body know exactly what time you need to get up. It’s a risk that will defiantly be worth taking in the long run.

Besides if, in the unlikely event, you don’t wake up in time then clearly it just wasn’t meant to be. Right now you are exactly where you need to be and I’m sure if you where really supposed to be up and ready the universe would have found away. I think that’s a valid excuse that will defiantly hold up in a classroom.

 Rule 7 – don’t sleep beforehand, you might be too tired to care

If there’s going to be a time where your most likely to call it quits and except defeat, it’s going to be when you’re in the sheets. Now I can understand why, it’s comfortable, it’s warm, it’s the only place where you can get away with lying down and doing nothing for hours on end, it’s just a nice place to be, which is why you need to avoid it at all costs. You’re not going have the motivation to get up and write an essay once you’ve been subjected to the comfort that is your bed, as soon as your head touches that pillow it’s pretty much game over for you. You’re not getting up. So you need to make sure your up and active for when you start to tackle this task, maybe take a cold shower, maybe chug some coffee, anything to make sure that you not going to be tempted. Don’t even work on it! Work on the floor if you must! Even being near it is a temptation you can’t risk getting lured into, it’s an easy trap to fall for.

In the likely event you find yourself in bed yet somehow you still have the will power to continue, there are a few things you can do to help pull you back in the race. The trick is to act quickly, save up all your strength for one big boast of energy to push your body forward. The longer you wait the heavy your body will get and harder it will be to continue. So, take a deep breath, count down from five and swing your body with all your strength, and finish your damn essay!

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How to Pitch to Journalists - the do's and don'ts

If you’ve ever pitched anything to a journalist, you’re probably familiar with the sinking feeling that comes with a failed or unanswered email pitch. In my time working in PR, I’ve written countless emails to journalists. From the good (instant, enthusiastic responses), the bad (no replies after hammering away at my keyboard for hours on end), to the downright ugly (one response from a particularly disgruntled journalist simply read “Why would you do this?”), I’ve seen it all.

While this journey hasn’t always been plain sailing, I’ve learnt a lot about what works — and even more about what doesn’t. Here’s what this process has taught me.

Before you pitch to anyone, make sure you…

Do your research

Not knowing a journalist's beat is tantamount to accidentally calling someone you’ve just met the wrong name. Journalists get bombarded with hundreds of emails every single day, so the least you can do is make sure you’re pitching a story that’s relevant to them. Do your due diligence to avoid starting off on the wrong foot. There are a handful of key questions you should always investigate first: Does this journalist still write for the same publication? Are they still covering this topic? Has their job title changed, and if so, will your content still be relevant to them? And do they tend to cover similar content, or was an article they wrote about something similar a one-off?

it's been seven months since I moved out of the fashion & beauty dept, and yet a solid half of the PR pitches I get in my inbox are F&B-related. c'mon y'all.

— existential dread but with tinsel (@jameslokehale) May 22, 2018

Don’t pitch self-serving stories

No matter how well disguised you think your motives might be, any journalist worth their salt will see straight through your spiel, almost guaranteeing your message will be deleted before they’ve had a chance to consider it.

Similarly…

Don’t pitch a story that’s already been written

I know how tempting this can be. If they’ve already covered that, they must be interested in this, right? Not necessarily. If you go to a journalist with a story that’s too similar to something they’ve already covered, you’ll only end up looking like you haven’t done your research. That said, some topics do run on and on — but revisiting more niche stories can be overkill, so use your common sense to work out which category yours falls into.

When you publish a story on a specific topic, and then are flooded with PR pitches about that exact topic... I guess I get it, on the off chance of doing a follow-up or as an FYI. But for the most part, these pitches are irrelevant b/c I'm not going to do the same piece twice.

— Michelle Ruiz (@michelleruiz) March 19, 2018

https://twitter.com/hcobun/status/967077561095335937

When writing your pitch, you should always remember…

Introductions matter

You need to make your subject line snappy so that dreaded ‘delete’ button doesn’t get hit before the email has even been opened. This doesn’t mean you should go to town with puns and wordplay — you need to summarise your story as concisely as possible. When introducing yourself, avoid spending too long explaining the intricacies of what you do. Journalists are only interested in the story, so get to it as quickly as possible.

Today in PR pitches. pic.twitter.com/pWoWwRI00e

— Wes Wolfe (@WesWolfeBN) July 2, 2018

Keep everything succinct

Journalists are some of the busiest people you’ll meet and therefore won’t want to sacrifice any more of their time than they have to. Make their lives easier by cutting the waffle. Get straight to the point, try to avoid dressing things up in cliches or complicated terminology, and do your best to keep your email just a few sentences long.

Here's a tip for PR folks: If I have to read your pitch email three times to find out what your client does, I'm unlikely to write about them. @muckrack #cringeworthyprpitches

— Candace Taylor (@CandaceETaylor) August 15, 2018

Make it personal

You want people to remember you, but there’s a fine line between being fun and being annoying. Overly quirky ice breakers often have the adverse effect, so think twice before wasting your time penning a seemingly hilarious email like this only for it to be misunderstood. Instead, you should personalise your messages by explaining how your story relates to the recipients specific interests or topics they regularly write about.

PR pitch was already on shaky ground, what with the egregious use of the emoji and all, but come on already with this shit. pic.twitter.com/OYcLaoS4d0

— Anthony Crupi (@crupicrupicrupi) June 21, 2018

Proofread and spell check everything

When you’ve finished writing, go through your email with a fine-toothed comb, looking for any mistakes. Then reread it. And then a third time. Keep going until what you’ve written is a flawless, perfectly flowing pitch that is easy to digest and skim read. Typos are rarely forgivable, especially so when speaking to someone who writes for a living, so avoid falling at the final hurdle by spending time looking for errors before you hit ‘send’. If spelling and grammar aren’t your forte, find someone else who is more comfortable with words to proof read what you’ve written. At the very least, you can rely on an online tool such as Grammarly or HemingWay to improve your emails — and your chances of getting a reply from an interest journalist.

You ever get a PR pitch so badly written you consider responding with edits out of pure pity for the sender?

— Paige Lavender (@paigelav) February 22, 2018

After you’ve sent your pitch, you should…

Find reasons to follow up

Don’t lay all your cards on the table in your first email. Perhaps you have a photograph of that new piece of tech your company is working on that you mentioned in your first email, or a video that adds a bit of colour to the story. Send across any additional material that’s relevant to your pitch, as this gives you a good excuse to get in touch again without sending a pestering email simply asking whether they are interested in your story.

I usually don't complain about PR pitches. I know that people have a job to do. But this email, just received, is just.... pic.twitter.com/OFkumL5rna

— Mary Suh (@MaryMSuh) March 13, 2018

Answer any questions in a timely fashion

The longer you take to answer a journalist’s questions, the less likely the opportunity becomes, so don’t let this slide to the bottom of your to-do list. If it’s something that you can’t answer immediately, let them know you’re working on it and that you’ll be back in touch ASAP.

Try not to give up hope

PR is an art, not a science, so try not to beat yourself up if you don’t nail it first time round. It might not be the right fit for that particular journalist, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t a better fit for someone else. Rewrite your pitch, try tackling the topic from a slightly different angle, or go back to the drawing board entirely armed with your learnings.

from Marketing https://www.distilled.net/resources/how-to-pitch-to-journalists/ via http://www.rssmix.com/

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How to Pitch to Journalists - the do's and don'ts

If you’ve ever pitched anything to a journalist, you’re probably familiar with the sinking feeling that comes with a failed or unanswered email pitch. In my time working in PR, I’ve written countless emails to journalists. From the good (instant, enthusiastic responses), the bad (no replies after hammering away at my keyboard for hours on end), to the downright ugly (one response from a particularly disgruntled journalist simply read “Why would you do this?”), I’ve seen it all.

While this journey hasn’t always been plain sailing, I’ve learnt a lot about what works — and even more about what doesn’t. Here’s what this process has taught me.

Before you pitch to anyone, make sure you…

Do your research

Not knowing a journalist's beat is tantamount to accidentally calling someone you’ve just met the wrong name. Journalists get bombarded with hundreds of emails every single day, so the least you can do is make sure you’re pitching a story that’s relevant to them. Do your due diligence to avoid starting off on the wrong foot. There are a handful of key questions you should always investigate first: Does this journalist still write for the same publication? Are they still covering this topic? Has their job title changed, and if so, will your content still be relevant to them? And do they tend to cover similar content, or was an article they wrote about something similar a one-off?

it's been seven months since I moved out of the fashion & beauty dept, and yet a solid half of the PR pitches I get in my inbox are F&B-related. c'mon y'all.

— existential dread but with tinsel (@jameslokehale) May 22, 2018

Don’t pitch self-serving stories

No matter how well disguised you think your motives might be, any journalist worth their salt will see straight through your spiel, almost guaranteeing your message will be deleted before they’ve had a chance to consider it.

Similarly…

Don’t pitch a story that’s already been written

I know how tempting this can be. If they’ve already covered that, they must be interested in this, right? Not necessarily. If you go to a journalist with a story that’s too similar to something they’ve already covered, you’ll only end up looking like you haven’t done your research. That said, some topics do run on and on — but revisiting more niche stories can be overkill, so use your common sense to work out which category yours falls into.

When you publish a story on a specific topic, and then are flooded with PR pitches about that exact topic... I guess I get it, on the off chance of doing a follow-up or as an FYI. But for the most part, these pitches are irrelevant b/c I'm not going to do the same piece twice.

— Michelle Ruiz (@michelleruiz) March 19, 2018

https://twitter.com/hcobun/status/967077561095335937

When writing your pitch, you should always remember…

Introductions matter

You need to make your subject line snappy so that dreaded ‘delete’ button doesn’t get hit before the email has even been opened. This doesn’t mean you should go to town with puns and wordplay — you need to summarise your story as concisely as possible. When introducing yourself, avoid spending too long explaining the intricacies of what you do. Journalists are only interested in the story, so get to it as quickly as possible.

Today in PR pitches. pic.twitter.com/pWoWwRI00e

— Wes Wolfe (@WesWolfeBN) July 2, 2018

Keep everything succinct

Journalists are some of the busiest people you’ll meet and therefore won’t want to sacrifice any more of their time than they have to. Make their lives easier by cutting the waffle. Get straight to the point, try to avoid dressing things up in cliches or complicated terminology, and do your best to keep your email just a few sentences long.

Here's a tip for PR folks: If I have to read your pitch email three times to find out what your client does, I'm unlikely to write about them. @muckrack #cringeworthyprpitches

— Candace Taylor (@CandaceETaylor) August 15, 2018

Make it personal

You want people to remember you, but there’s a fine line between being fun and being annoying. Overly quirky ice breakers often have the adverse effect, so think twice before wasting your time penning a seemingly hilarious email like this only for it to be misunderstood. Instead, you should personalise your messages by explaining how your story relates to the recipients specific interests or topics they regularly write about.

PR pitch was already on shaky ground, what with the egregious use of the emoji and all, but come on already with this shit. pic.twitter.com/OYcLaoS4d0

— Anthony Crupi (@crupicrupicrupi) June 21, 2018

Proofread and spell check everything

When you’ve finished writing, go through your email with a fine-toothed comb, looking for any mistakes. Then reread it. And then a third time. Keep going until what you’ve written is a flawless, perfectly flowing pitch that is easy to digest and skim read. Typos are rarely forgivable, especially so when speaking to someone who writes for a living, so avoid falling at the final hurdle by spending time looking for errors before you hit ‘send’. If spelling and grammar aren’t your forte, find someone else who is more comfortable with words to proof read what you’ve written. At the very least, you can rely on an online tool such as Grammarly or HemingWay to improve your emails — and your chances of getting a reply from an interest journalist.

You ever get a PR pitch so badly written you consider responding with edits out of pure pity for the sender?

— Paige Lavender (@paigelav) February 22, 2018

After you’ve sent your pitch, you should…

Find reasons to follow up

Don’t lay all your cards on the table in your first email. Perhaps you have a photograph of that new piece of tech your company is working on that you mentioned in your first email, or a video that adds a bit of colour to the story. Send across any additional material that’s relevant to your pitch, as this gives you a good excuse to get in touch again without sending a pestering email simply asking whether they are interested in your story.

I usually don't complain about PR pitches. I know that people have a job to do. But this email, just received, is just.... pic.twitter.com/OFkumL5rna

— Mary Suh (@MaryMSuh) March 13, 2018

Answer any questions in a timely fashion

The longer you take to answer a journalist’s questions, the less likely the opportunity becomes, so don’t let this slide to the bottom of your to-do list. If it’s something that you can’t answer immediately, let them know you’re working on it and that you’ll be back in touch ASAP.

Try not to give up hope

PR is an art, not a science, so try not to beat yourself up if you don’t nail it first time round. It might not be the right fit for that particular journalist, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t a better fit for someone else. Rewrite your pitch, try tackling the topic from a slightly different angle, or go back to the drawing board entirely armed with your learnings.

from Digital https://www.distilled.net/resources/how-to-pitch-to-journalists/ via http://www.rssmix.com/

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How to Pitch to Journalists - the do's and don'ts

If you’ve ever pitched anything to a journalist, you’re probably familiar with the sinking feeling that comes with a failed or unanswered email pitch. In my time working in PR, I’ve written countless emails to journalists. From the good (instant, enthusiastic responses), the bad (no replies after hammering away at my keyboard for hours on end), to the downright ugly (one response from a particularly disgruntled journalist simply read “Why would you do this?”), I’ve seen it all.

While this journey hasn’t always been plain sailing, I’ve learnt a lot about what works — and even more about what doesn’t. Here’s what this process has taught me.

Before you pitch to anyone, make sure you…

Do your research

Not knowing a journalist's beat is tantamount to accidentally calling someone you’ve just met the wrong name. Journalists get bombarded with hundreds of emails every single day, so the least you can do is make sure you’re pitching a story that’s relevant to them. Do your due diligence to avoid starting off on the wrong foot. There are a handful of key questions you should always investigate first: Does this journalist still write for the same publication? Are they still covering this topic? Has their job title changed, and if so, will your content still be relevant to them? And do they tend to cover similar content, or was an article they wrote about something similar a one-off?

it's been seven months since I moved out of the fashion & beauty dept, and yet a solid half of the PR pitches I get in my inbox are F&B-related. c'mon y'all.

— existential dread but with tinsel (@jameslokehale) May 22, 2018

Don’t pitch self-serving stories

No matter how well disguised you think your motives might be, any journalist worth their salt will see straight through your spiel, almost guaranteeing your message will be deleted before they’ve had a chance to consider it.

Similarly…

Don’t pitch a story that’s already been written

I know how tempting this can be. If they’ve already covered that, they must be interested in this, right? Not necessarily. If you go to a journalist with a story that’s too similar to something they’ve already covered, you’ll only end up looking like you haven’t done your research. That said, some topics do run on and on — but revisiting more niche stories can be overkill, so use your common sense to work out which category yours falls into.

When you publish a story on a specific topic, and then are flooded with PR pitches about that exact topic... I guess I get it, on the off chance of doing a follow-up or as an FYI. But for the most part, these pitches are irrelevant b/c I'm not going to do the same piece twice.

— Michelle Ruiz (@michelleruiz) March 19, 2018

https://twitter.com/hcobun/status/967077561095335937

When writing your pitch, you should always remember…

Introductions matter

You need to make your subject line snappy so that dreaded ‘delete’ button doesn’t get hit before the email has even been opened. This doesn’t mean you should go to town with puns and wordplay — you need to summarise your story as concisely as possible. When introducing yourself, avoid spending too long explaining the intricacies of what you do. Journalists are only interested in the story, so get to it as quickly as possible.

Today in PR pitches. pic.twitter.com/pWoWwRI00e

— Wes Wolfe (@WesWolfeBN) July 2, 2018

Keep everything succinct

Journalists are some of the busiest people you’ll meet and therefore won’t want to sacrifice any more of their time than they have to. Make their lives easier by cutting the waffle. Get straight to the point, try to avoid dressing things up in cliches or complicated terminology, and do your best to keep your email just a few sentences long.

Here's a tip for PR folks: If I have to read your pitch email three times to find out what your client does, I'm unlikely to write about them. @muckrack #cringeworthyprpitches

— Candace Taylor (@CandaceETaylor) August 15, 2018

Make it personal

You want people to remember you, but there’s a fine line between being fun and being annoying. Overly quirky ice breakers often have the adverse effect, so think twice before wasting your time penning a seemingly hilarious email like this only for it to be misunderstood. Instead, you should personalise your messages by explaining how your story relates to the recipients specific interests or topics they regularly write about.

PR pitch was already on shaky ground, what with the egregious use of the emoji and all, but come on already with this shit. pic.twitter.com/OYcLaoS4d0

— Anthony Crupi (@crupicrupicrupi) June 21, 2018

Proofread and spell check everything

When you’ve finished writing, go through your email with a fine-toothed comb, looking for any mistakes. Then reread it. And then a third time. Keep going until what you’ve written is a flawless, perfectly flowing pitch that is easy to digest and skim read. Typos are rarely forgivable, especially so when speaking to someone who writes for a living, so avoid falling at the final hurdle by spending time looking for errors before you hit ‘send’. If spelling and grammar aren’t your forte, find someone else who is more comfortable with words to proof read what you’ve written. At the very least, you can rely on an online tool such as Grammarly or HemingWay to improve your emails — and your chances of getting a reply from an interest journalist.

You ever get a PR pitch so badly written you consider responding with edits out of pure pity for the sender?

— Paige Lavender (@paigelav) February 22, 2018

After you’ve sent your pitch, you should…

Find reasons to follow up

Don’t lay all your cards on the table in your first email. Perhaps you have a photograph of that new piece of tech your company is working on that you mentioned in your first email, or a video that adds a bit of colour to the story. Send across any additional material that’s relevant to your pitch, as this gives you a good excuse to get in touch again without sending a pestering email simply asking whether they are interested in your story.

I usually don't complain about PR pitches. I know that people have a job to do. But this email, just received, is just.... pic.twitter.com/OFkumL5rna

— Mary Suh (@MaryMSuh) March 13, 2018

Answer any questions in a timely fashion

The longer you take to answer a journalist’s questions, the less likely the opportunity becomes, so don’t let this slide to the bottom of your to-do list. If it’s something that you can’t answer immediately, let them know you’re working on it and that you’ll be back in touch ASAP.

Try not to give up hope

PR is an art, not a science, so try not to beat yourself up if you don’t nail it first time round. It might not be the right fit for that particular journalist, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t a better fit for someone else. Rewrite your pitch, try tackling the topic from a slightly different angle, or go back to the drawing board entirely armed with your learnings.

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How to Pitch to Journalists - the do's and don'ts

If you’ve ever pitched anything to a journalist, you’re probably familiar with the sinking feeling that comes with a failed or unanswered email pitch. In my time working in PR, I’ve written countless emails to journalists. From the good (instant, enthusiastic responses), the bad (no replies after hammering away at my keyboard for hours on end), to the downright ugly (one response from a particularly disgruntled journalist simply read “Why would you do this?”), I’ve seen it all.

While this journey hasn’t always been plain sailing, I’ve learnt a lot about what works — and even more about what doesn’t. Here’s what this process has taught me.

Before you pitch to anyone, make sure you…

Do your research

Not knowing a journalist's beat is tantamount to accidentally calling someone you’ve just met the wrong name. Journalists get bombarded with hundreds of emails every single day, so the least you can do is make sure you’re pitching a story that’s relevant to them. Do your due diligence to avoid starting off on the wrong foot. There are a handful of key questions you should always investigate first: Does this journalist still write for the same publication? Are they still covering this topic? Has their job title changed, and if so, will your content still be relevant to them? And do they tend to cover similar content, or was an article they wrote about something similar a one-off?

it's been seven months since I moved out of the fashion & beauty dept, and yet a solid half of the PR pitches I get in my inbox are F&B-related. c'mon y'all.

— existential dread but with tinsel (@jameslokehale) May 22, 2018

Don’t pitch self-serving stories

No matter how well disguised you think your motives might be, any journalist worth their salt will see straight through your spiel, almost guaranteeing your message will be deleted before they’ve had a chance to consider it.

Similarly…

Don’t pitch a story that’s already been written

I know how tempting this can be. If they’ve already covered that, they must be interested in this, right? Not necessarily. If you go to a journalist with a story that’s too similar to something they’ve already covered, you’ll only end up looking like you haven’t done your research. That said, some topics do run on and on — but revisiting more niche stories can be overkill, so use your common sense to work out which category yours falls into.

When you publish a story on a specific topic, and then are flooded with PR pitches about that exact topic... I guess I get it, on the off chance of doing a follow-up or as an FYI. But for the most part, these pitches are irrelevant b/c I'm not going to do the same piece twice.

— Michelle Ruiz (@michelleruiz) March 19, 2018

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When writing your pitch, you should always remember…

Introductions matter

You need to make your subject line snappy so that dreaded ‘delete’ button doesn’t get hit before the email has even been opened. This doesn’t mean you should go to town with puns and wordplay — you need to summarise your story as concisely as possible. When introducing yourself, avoid spending too long explaining the intricacies of what you do. Journalists are only interested in the story, so get to it as quickly as possible.

Today in PR pitches. pic.twitter.com/pWoWwRI00e

— Wes Wolfe (@WesWolfeBN) July 2, 2018

Keep everything succinct

Journalists are some of the busiest people you’ll meet and therefore won’t want to sacrifice any more of their time than they have to. Make their lives easier by cutting the waffle. Get straight to the point, try to avoid dressing things up in cliches or complicated terminology, and do your best to keep your email just a few sentences long.

Here's a tip for PR folks: If I have to read your pitch email three times to find out what your client does, I'm unlikely to write about them. @muckrack #cringeworthyprpitches

— Candace Taylor (@CandaceETaylor) August 15, 2018

Make it personal

You want people to remember you, but there’s a fine line between being fun and being annoying. Overly quirky ice breakers often have the adverse effect, so think twice before wasting your time penning a seemingly hilarious email like this only for it to be misunderstood. Instead, you should personalise your messages by explaining how your story relates to the recipients specific interests or topics they regularly write about.

PR pitch was already on shaky ground, what with the egregious use of the emoji and all, but come on already with this shit. pic.twitter.com/OYcLaoS4d0

— Anthony Crupi (@crupicrupicrupi) June 21, 2018

Proofread and spell check everything

When you’ve finished writing, go through your email with a fine-toothed comb, looking for any mistakes. Then reread it. And then a third time. Keep going until what you’ve written is a flawless, perfectly flowing pitch that is easy to digest and skim read. Typos are rarely forgivable, especially so when speaking to someone who writes for a living, so avoid falling at the final hurdle by spending time looking for errors before you hit ‘send’. If spelling and grammar aren’t your forte, find someone else who is more comfortable with words to proof read what you’ve written. At the very least, you can rely on an online tool such as Grammarly or HemingWay to improve your emails — and your chances of getting a reply from an interest journalist.

You ever get a PR pitch so badly written you consider responding with edits out of pure pity for the sender?

— Paige Lavender (@paigelav) February 22, 2018

After you’ve sent your pitch, you should…

Find reasons to follow up

Don’t lay all your cards on the table in your first email. Perhaps you have a photograph of that new piece of tech your company is working on that you mentioned in your first email, or a video that adds a bit of colour to the story. Send across any additional material that’s relevant to your pitch, as this gives you a good excuse to get in touch again without sending a pestering email simply asking whether they are interested in your story.

I usually don't complain about PR pitches. I know that people have a job to do. But this email, just received, is just.... pic.twitter.com/OFkumL5rna

— Mary Suh (@MaryMSuh) March 13, 2018

Answer any questions in a timely fashion

The longer you take to answer a journalist’s questions, the less likely the opportunity becomes, so don’t let this slide to the bottom of your to-do list. If it’s something that you can’t answer immediately, let them know you’re working on it and that you’ll be back in touch ASAP.

Try not to give up hope

PR is an art, not a science, so try not to beat yourself up if you don’t nail it first time round. It might not be the right fit for that particular journalist, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t a better fit for someone else. Rewrite your pitch, try tackling the topic from a slightly different angle, or go back to the drawing board entirely armed with your learnings.

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8 what you should Double-check Before sending a Press Release

8 Things to Double-check Before Submitting a Press Release

You take the effort to write a press release and want it to be accepted quickly after submitting. Before taking the submitting step, you should spend a little time to double-check your release to ensure it includes elements of a standard press release and not make common mistakes. Did you miss any details, essential keywords or the desired call-to-action? Is your headline newsworthy enough for publication?

We sometimes think that our press release is good enough, but it then is rejected. How do we know whether we have written a news release impressive enough to the public?

Double-check is a hard task, and it just holds you a short time, but it does make a difference.

We have a checklist of things that helps you to take your press release into consideration and ascertain that it is adequate for submission.

Details, Statistics, and Facts

All your given information are substantiated with reliable sources. Check all the numbers and stats carefully. Write and spelled names and brands correctly.

Clarity, Coherence, and Consistency

Proofread your press release very carefully and ensure its content to its entirety is easily understood because not everyone can comprehend what you write though how easy it is to read and understand.

Anchor Keyword Links

Although your links actually work, linking to a wrong page or a broken link can cause complication for both of you and your viewers. So test out all the links before clicking the submit button.

Over-optimization

After all the hard work you’ve put into determining what your keyword(s) is to ascertain that they are distributed and put into your press release for maximum on-page SEO. You should not add many keywords in your release (keywords should only be 2-3% of total word count) and ensure that you use a variety of synonymous keywords so that your customers can search and find your brand quickly by provided keywords.

Press Release Format

Most websites obey a standard press release sample, so remember to format your press release content into several paragraphs, use spaces and hyphens appropriately. Do not leave extra spacing for no clear reason so that it is adequate for any website.

Spelling, Grammar, and Punctuation

There is no excuse for not using spell-check, and even if we are not English majors. Having a complete look at misspellings and grammatical mistakes in your press release. Sometimes you can consciously turn away readers because of those common mistakes.

Contact Information

Have you ever wonder why people do not call you? Did you make sure that the contact details you gave are all correct? Remember to provide accurate contact information at the bottom of every press release so that reporters and customers can follow up with you and your news.

Newsworthy Headline and Summary

This is the first thing you should type, and it should be the last item that you check before submitting your release. Ensure that the headline and summary of your press release have the newsworthy elements for publication such as: the subject, the active verb of the subject, the up-to-date news information and the recency of the story.

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