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AI strategies for cybersecurity press releases that get coverage

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AI strategies for cybersecurity press releases that get coverage

If you’ve ever tried to get your cybersecurity news picked up by media outlets, you’ll know just how much of a challenge (and how disheartening) it can be. You pour hours into what you think is an excellent announcement about your new security tool, threat research, or vulnerability discovery, only to watch it disappear into journalists’ overflowing inboxes without a trace.

The cyber PR space is brutally competitive. Reporters at top publications receive tens, if not hundreds, of pitches each day, and they have no choice but to be highly selective about which releases they choose to cover and which to discard. Your challenge then isn’t just creating a good press release, it’s making one that grabs attention and stands out in an industry drowning in technical jargon and “revolutionary” solutions.

Why most cybersecurity press releases fall flat

Let’s first look at some of the main reasons why many cyber press releases fail:

They’re too complex from the start, losing non-technical reporters

They bury the actual news under corporate marketing speak.

They focus on product features rather than the real-world impact or problems they solve.

They lack credible data or specific research findings that journalists can cite as support.

Most of these problems have one main theme: Journalists aren’t interested in promoting your product or your business. They are looking after their interests and seeking newsworthy stories their audiences care about. Keep this in mind and make their job easier by showing them exactly why your announcement matters.

Learning how to write a cybersecurity press release

What does a well-written press release look like? Alongside the reasons listed above, many companies make the mistake of submitting poorly formatted releases that journalists will be unlikely to spend time reading.

It’s worth learning how to write a cybersecurity press release properly, including the preferred structure (headline, subheader, opening paragraph, boilerplate, etc). And, be sure to review some examples of high-quality press releases as well.

AI strategies that transform your press release process

Let’s examine how AI tools can significantly enhance your cyber PR at every stage.

1. Research Enhancement

Use AI tools to track media coverage patterns and identify emerging trends in cybersecurity news. You can analyse which types of security stories gain traction, and this can help you position your announcement in that context.

Another idea is to use LLMs (like Google’s Gemini or OpenAI’s ChatGPT) to analyse hundreds of successful cybersecurity press releases in a niche similar to yours. Ask it to identify common elements in those that generated significant coverage, and then use these same features in your cyber PR efforts.

To take this a step further, AI-powered sentiment analysis can help you understand how different audience segments receive specific cybersecurity topics. The intelligence can help you tailor your messaging to address current concerns and capitalise on positive industry momentum.

2. Writing assistance

If you struggle to convey complex ideas and terminology in more accessible language, consider asking the LLM to help simplify your messaging. This can help transform technical specifications into clear, accessible language that non-technical journalists can understand.

Since the headline is the most important part of your release, use an LLM to generate a handful of options based on your core announcement, then select the best one based on clarity and impact. Once your press release is complete, run it through an LLM to identify and replace jargon that might be second nature to your security team but may be confusing to general tech reporters.

3. Visual storytelling

If you are struggling to find ways to explain your product or service in accessible language, visuals can help. AI image generation tools, like Midjourney, create custom visuals based on prompts that help illustrate your message. The latest models can handle highly complex tasks.

With a bit of prompt engineering (and by incorporating the press release you want help with), you should be able to create accompanying images and infographics that bring your message to life.

4. Video content

Going one step further than a static image, a brief AI-generated explainer video can sit alongside your press release, providing journalists with ready-to-use content that explains complex security concepts. Some ideas include:

Short Explainer Videos: Use text-to-video tools to turn essential sections of your press release into a brief (60 seconds or less) animated or stock-footage-based video. You can usually use narration and text overlays directly on the AI platforms as well.

AI Avatar Summaries: Several tools now enable you to create a brief video featuring an AI avatar that presents the core message of the press release. A human-looking avatar reads out the content and delivers an audio and video component for your release.

Data Visualisation Videos: Use AI tools to animate key statistics or processes described in the release for enhanced clarity.

Final word

Even as you use the AI tools you have at your disposal, remember that the most effective cybersecurity press releases still require that all-important human insight and expertise. Your goal isn’t to automate the entire process. Instead, use AI to enhance your cyber PR efforts and make your releases stand out from the crowd.

AI should help emphasise, not replace, the human elements that make security stories so engaging and compelling. Be sure to shine a spotlight on the researchers who made the discovery, the real-world implications of any threat vulnerabilities you uncover, and the people security measures ultimately protect.

Combine this human-focused storytelling with the power of AI automation, and you’ll ensure that your press releases and cyber PR campaigns get the maximum mileage.

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starters: 'apparently we’re going to be working on this together now.  ❜

Froll had sipped his tea, sat at the long staff meeting table as his eyes turned to Godel. "Mr Godel...It appears we will be working on this together." He said placing the folder onto the table sliding it between the pair slightly.

Healthy meal plans

"Apparently there are concerns about some students not understanding how to provide sufficient food to themselves." He mused slightly having wandered the halls he had seen many vending machines filled with junk food...all too accessible these days compared to his childhood.

"Seeing as you are our resident home economics teacher, I thought maybe you have some idea of teaching our students some easy healthy meals instead of these instant microwavable abominations I see in Sam's shop..."

Oh, how spoiled the students are these days!

Everyday he sees the same sight: trash cans overflowing with wrappers and food half-eaten. Of all the boorish actions to be done, wasting food is definitely up there in the Crimes Against Humanity scale. Of course, he had planned for cooking to be provided within his curriculum, but considering that this file came up, he supposes this will need to take initiative first.

Taking a sip of his coffee, he takes a gentle hum. "Well, you are certainly asking me a lot with this, Doctor, considering that even functioning adults are struggling with this very same situation." He opens up the folder to see the forms they were working on. Hmm, it appears it's mostly calorie intake, potential lesson ideas, and some other important documents such as nutritional labels, charts, and other factors. Now this feels less like something you'd see in a home economics class and more in a health class. Honestly, this should be in Vargas territory, but considering the man's infatuation with his own musculature, the poor students might as well be educated by a muscle wall.

And though he would like to just have full reign of the lessons, Daniel was here, so by obligation he needs to try and be inclusive.

"Now then, considering there are varying levels of cooking in our student body," he starts. "It might be best that they start with making a cold-cut sandwich, as those are hard to mess up and they do not need much maintenance as long as they remain in a fridge." He then shifts the documents out so the two can see. "For proper meals, however, there would always be an element of risk once heat is involved and honestly, I would not be surprised if one almost burns down the classroom by accident," he says nonchalantly, as if he was just talking lesson plans. "What say you, Doctor?"

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bassists do it deeper

pairing: yunho x genderneutral!reader genre + tags: smut, band au | kink discovery, exhibitionism, a brief segment of semi-public sex, hand kink, size kink, yunho monster cock bc this deserves a tag, power play, switch dynamics (i think??), dom!yunho pulls through in the end, unprotected sex wc: 6.3k

note: big thanks to my fav babie @lustjoong​ for motivating me to combine the two ideas i had for the prompt into one and motivating me to finish this!! here’s my take on the unspoken obligatory yunho size kink fic every ateez smut writer should have written once but make him a bassist. also, the band au to this pwp is literally just there as an excuse to make yeosang the lead singer of the band bc if kq won’t give yeosang lines, i will 

A lot can happen throughout a single weekend, as your English professor suddenly quitting her job, your brother Yeosang almost burning down the kitchen from deep frying an egg, an influx of voicemails in your inbox all sent from Wooyoung, as well as Yeosang’s punk rock band losing a member. It’s a lot to process when all you’ve done is stay the night at Yuqi’s, even harder so when Wooyoung keeps repeating every five seconds that Seonghwa quit the band. (”Why did it have to be Seonghwa who left Stereowave? He was the hottest one!”)

That being said, you expected to come home to a beyond grumpy Yeosang who was trying to find a replacement asap. A band without a bassist sounds empty, and while Stereowave has garnered a big enough fanbase over the years that wouldn’t mind the band continuing as a trio, it just feels wrong. Besides, branding a group consisting of Yeosang the frontman, San the guitarist, Mingi the drummer, and nobody covering the bassist position a band doesn’t sit right.

You were prepared for the worst; a messy kitchen, Yeosang walking around in clothes he wore for five days straight, possibly the outbreak of World War III depending on how shitty he’s feeling. But instead, you find the kitchen exceptionally clean and Yeosang acting as if nothing ever happened.

“Can you help set up the camera? The guys and I wanna film a new song.”

“Uh, sure,” you answer irritatedly. “Shouldn’t you be more concerned about finding a replacement for Seonghwa though?”

“Oh, we already have a new bassist,” he waves off casually, “What are you gaping at? Shut that jaw of yours before flies fly into your nasty mouth.”

“First of all, rude.” Yeosang rolls his eyes at that comment. For a split second, you’re contemplating letting him figure out on his own how to use the camera because he’s the walking embodiment of a technology illiterate, but your curiosity about the new band member is bigger. “But how did you manage to find a new replacement so fast? It’s been like, what, a day since Seonghwa left?”

Yeosang sighs. “He’s been thinking of quitting for weeks now, so I had enough time to look for a new bassist. It’s not that big of a deal anyway.”

And this is exactly why you should never get dicked down by your bandmate several times in a month, you think to yourself. Seonghwa and Yeosang thought they were slick, but everyone figured they were more than friends. Needless to say, it was only a matter of time until the strain of their relationship wreaked havoc within the band.

“So,” you say as you two walk to the makeshift studio in the basement, “Is the new guy good? What’s his name?”

The change of topic makes Yeosang relax visibly. There’s a sheepish smile on his face and he replies, “You’ll see.”

You arch a brow. For some reason, that doesn’t settle comfortably in your gut. Then there’s the fact that Yeosang is slightly skipping, and that makes you more concerned than relieved. Because Yeosang barely skips, only when he’s being petty and is planning on pranking somebody. (Most of the time, it’s San.)

The faint vibrations of drums and guitars ring in your ears before you step a foot into the basement. Mingi is the first to acknowledge your presence, immediately dampening the cymbals before waving at you. That causes the other two guys to stop playing their instruments and turn their heads around. You greet San like you normally do, and when your eyes flit to the new addition, all brightness drops from your face.

“What. The. Fuck.”

Yunho cocks his head to the side almost tauntingly, eyes challenging. The corners of his mouth quirk upwards, though more with the intention of saying hah you thought you’d never see me again. “Hello to you too, honey. Looks like fate brought us together once more, eh?”

You blink multiple times to make sure your eyes aren’t deceiving you. To your dismay, they sure aren’t. It really is Yunho standing right next to an utterly confused San, and the bass in his hands just confirms it furthermore.

“Since when do you play an instrument?” you gawk. There’s no fucking way he could’ve had time to pick up music, not when his schedule was already jammed with basketball training and student council activities. Then again, that was his schedule in middle school.

“Since I was fifteen,” he drawls, unaffected by your outburst. “Any other questions, honey? Preferably something along the lines of how have you been? I expected a warmer welcome from you, not gonna lie.”

“What does Yeosang even see in you?” you splutter instead, disgust prevalent in your voice.

“Talent. Believe it or not.”

“Guys, no fighting,” Yeosang warns, but you’re too busy sending Yunho daggers and every pg rated curse under the sun your brain can wrack up.

Meanwhile, San shifts his weight on one leg awkwardly and asks in the background as your verbal dispute continues, “Are they exes or something?”

“Nah, just childhood enemies,” Mingi mumbles, clearly used to your interactions to the point where he’s becoming bored of it. He’s heard all the profanities too many times coming out from the same mouth, hence why he isn’t as disturbed as San is.

“Listen up, you piec—“ 

“(y/n), the camera. Help your older brother out, will ya?” Yeosang cuts you off urgently, the warning tone in his words hard to miss.

“Yeah, help your brother out, shorty,” Yunho snickers. Appalled by his blatant shamelessness, you scowl.

“I’m not that short—!”

“Still shorter than I am, shorty. Or do you prefer honey?”

World War III would’ve broken out right then and there if it weren’t for Yeosang’s death glare — you know, the look he has etched on his face whenever he means business and is willing to go so far and expose all of the nasty mishaps you’ve done in middle school, which is definitely something that should never see the light of day.

“I prefer neither,” you mutter after weighing the gravity of Yeosang’s wrath, avoiding any eyes before you set up the camera. Luckily, nobody further comments on that and eventually, everybody resumes practicing their parts of the songs.

Just in time as Mingi takes another short break to chug his water down, you stumble across a problem. “Uh, Yeosang? You should buy a new camera. This is still usable, but you might have to reset every ten minutes or so.”

A groan leaves him, followed by a shrill guitar riff, and you can see that he’d prefer death over spending money for a new one. “Can’t you just stay here during practice and reset it? You also get to hear some new tracks of the upcoming EP!” That fucker, he’s just too lazy to run forward and press a button every few minutes.

“I have to be on standby for the Block B ticket sale,” you lie. Technically, it’s not really a lie because you do plan on going to the Block B concert with Wooyoung, but 1) the ticket sale isn’t even today and 2) it’s always Wooyoung who buys the tickets. Yeosang doesn’t need to know that though. Any excuse is better than having to sit through practice and see if Yunho is as good as he claims.

Seems like Yeosang desperately doesn’t want to keep running back and forth to reset the camera as he suddenly says, “You can do it here too.” You would argue that the garage has its separate WiFi and only the band members have access to it, but then: “You can use my laptop instead.”

And letting you use his laptop is something he never does. You failed to submit an assignment in time because your own laptop broke down and he didn’t let you borrow his computer for even that.

“Fine,” you sigh in defeat. Yeosang thanks you with a smile so obnoxiously sweet it makes you gag. When all he gets in return from you is the middle finger, his demeanor drops and he mutters something inaudible under his breath, pointing to the small table at the side where all their phones and laptops are lying before he goes back to the others.

Once all four of them are in position and ready to play, you press the record button before flipping yourself onto the old patchwork couch Yeosang bought at a garage sale for only thirty quid a few years back. To your surprise, Yeosang’s MacBook is already unlocked, the default wallpaper of mountains and northern lights quite jarring to your eyes.

When given the rare chance to have unlimited access to your sibling’s devices, it’s self-explanatory what to do. You either a) go through all of their accounts and find as much dirt as possible about them that serves as good material for future blackmail purposes or b) sign them up to as many online subscriptions as possible that will make them go crazy. Unfortunately, that doesn’t work on Yeosang because 1) he doesn’t mind online subscriptions, and 2) he never checks his email account, hence why his inbox is filled with over 2000 mails, a third of them most likely unopened. On top of that, his MacBook is strictly meant for work, so if you really wanted to find out his most embarrassing secrets, your only shot is his phone.

That being said, you’re left with option c) which is checking out Block B’s concert merch since that’s the only sensible thing you can do right now. Forget productivity; that isn’t doable when Yeosang’s deep timbre is blaring in your ears along with the instruments. To be honest, you really enjoy Stereowave’s music and that’s on their music, not because your brother is the lead singer. You’ve enjoyed each of their performances and perhaps you’ve been indulging in the privilege of hearing their new songs first.

But now that Yunho’s involved, suddenly the prospect of having a new favorite band sounds tempting. What was Yuqi’s favorite band again? Day6? You should take a closer look at their discography.

As much as you want to mute the sound, from San’s riffs to Mingi’s drum solo, you fail to do so. One moment you’re opening the search browser, and in the next, your eyes are set on the group. They’re practicing like they usually do; fun etched on their faces as they lose themselves in the music. Yeosang is singing as if he was performing in front of a million viewers while San improvises a solo on a whim. Mingi messes up the beat for a split second after failing to catch his stick and somehow, your eyes have zoomed in on Yunho. It doesn’t take you five seconds to realize:

Yunho is good.

While he might not seem as fired up as the other three, he’s visibly relaxed. Just like Seonghwa, he plays smoothly and isn’t overpowered by the others, but he seems to have an easier time gliding his fingers across the fingerboard. The bassline is easy to filter out, not the generic pattern you can find in every second pop song, yet still compliments the other instruments.

He can play, fair game. However, that’s the least of your worries. You’re more attentive to the ratio of his hands to the bass. His hands are larger than Seonghwa’s by far, no doubt. That makes sense given his height, maybe an inch taller than Mingi. But Mingi doesn’t have that big hands. Doesn’t that mean that Yunho’s body is disproportional?

Before you know it, you drag your gaze from his shoes up to his legs and stop at his hands briefly, only to proceed upwards until you see the cocky smirk and amused eyes directed at you. All clogs in your brain come to a stillstand and despite that, that’s when you realize you’ve been 1) enjoying his music, 2) checking him out, and 3) checking him out and caught red-handed.

It feels as if you were living on the sun instead of on Earth as you burn up in embarrassment. Knowing there’s no way you can deflect what you just did, you quickly turn back to the laptop, the Google search bar staring back at you.

You’re about to type in something when the search history pops up, catching your eyes. A gasp leaves you but it goes under the music, everyone too immersed in their own thing to notice the prevalent horror settling on your face.

exhibitionism

getting off in public

best crowded places to have sex and get away with it

You blink, thinking that your sleep deprivation got the worst out of you and that you’ve finally reached the stage where you start hallucinating. Except, you know you’re not hallucinating. After going through the words again and again, you know that you’re really not fucking hallucinating and that your nonexistent sleep cycle isn’t as bad as Yuqi makes it out to be.

When you said you wanted to dig up dirt on your brother, you didn’t mean it in the form of his kinks. Money can’t buy everything, but how you wish it could so you could unsee that shocking discovery.

Since this is Yeosang’s work computer and he’s signed into his Google account, he must make use of the drive to save a copy of his ideas. It probably won’t amount to anything since he’s the walking embodiment of staying unbothered, but writing him a note on his docs about how he’s made your life worse by not clearing his search history is better than staying silent.

You click on the little icon on the top right corner, expecting to see Yeosang’s name right above the email address. But then you see Yunho’s name instead, and suddenly everything makes much more sense.

This was never Yeosang’s laptop to begin with.

To say you’re at a loss of words is an understatement. There’s no way someone could have as little self-awareness and leave their laptop unlocked, let alone Yunho out of all people. Then again, the last thing you expected from him was to play the bass and blend well with the rest of the band as if he’s always been the bassist of Stereowave and not the newly found replacement.

This is absolutely bonkers. But:

You could have fun with it. Maybe it’s for the better that money can’t buy everything.

Besides dozens of articles about semi-public sex and even a blogpost titled Shagging in Broad Daylight for Dummies, his search history of the last 24 hours consists of many forum links discussing the morality of exhibitionism, conspiracy theories, and hand care guides. You wheeze when you see the private playlist he saved on his YouTube account; a collection of videos about filing your nails properly and the best hand cream brands for dry skin.

Yeosang calls in for a break, and everyone’s grateful for it. San lets out a relieved noise as he places his guitar on the stand before catching the water bottle Mingi chucks at him.

“My arms are beat,” Mingi complains.

San sends him an incredulous look and snorts, “All you do is bang! crash! ppang! while my throat is fucked! And so are my legs!”

“Not my fault if you keep doing your high pitched oows! while jumping around like a— like a cricket!”

“A cricket? Are you serious?”

“I’m tired, okay!”

“Then that means we should call it a day and go home and rest, right?”

“Choi San, I think you’re onto something.”

“Absolutely not,” Yeosang deadpans, causing the bickering duo to pout in sync. “We have lots to do especially since Yunho’s now part of the band.” When all he’s met with is an attempt of cute puppy eyes that rather looks like a bad rendition of any horror movie featuring creepy dolls, Yeosang sighs, “I ordered chicken for dinner and yes, it’s on me.”

In an instant, Mingi and San’s faces brighten up and they’re celebrating as if they won a free cruise to the Bahamas. They don’t hesitate to envelop Yeosang in a bear hug, crushing the life out of him. A chuckle escapes you at the sight of your brother wringing for his sanity. Sometimes you wonder how on Earth those three guys are the same three guys who perform in abandoned warehouses, jamming out their punk rock songs while looking all edgy (in a cool way that has at least half of their fans thirsting after them).

Meanwhile, Yunho drops himself on the other end of the couch. Propping his right leg on the coffee table in front, he digs around in his pockets before pulling something out.

“Since when do you file your nails?” You pointedly raise a brow at him. Although your extensive research on his browser history already answered that question, you ask him just for the sake of it.

“Hand care is important, shorty,” Yunho replies, keeping his eyes trained on his fingers as he works the file around a nail. “If Kageyama Tobio files his nails, I can too. But enough with the small talk, what do you want?”

“I didn’t peg you as an exhibitionist.”

His hand stops moving. Yunho looks up at you, irritation written all over his features. “Because I file my nails...? A bold assumption, honey.”

There’s a reason why Yunho has always gotten away with pretty much everything. He’s a good actor who’s able to feign innocence at any time. His posture is relaxed, voice genuinely sounding flabbergasted that not even your shit-eating grin can throw him off guard.

You can’t, but your proof will do the job.

“I never said it’s because of your hand fixation.” You turn the laptop screen his way and once his eyes flicker on it and decipher the words, his face falls. Gone is the faux-confusion; as all color drains from him, his eyes look like they’re about to fall out of their sockets. “Is it really a bold assumption now, honey?”

Yunho inhales sharply when you scoot closer to him and put a firm hand on his left leg, his laptop now closed and long forgotten. Your fingers are placed too high for it to be friendly, skimming lightly on the inside of his thigh. Yeosang and the others are busy minding their own business but the chance of getting caught in the act is still there. The simple realization has adrenaline running a hundred miles an hour in your veins, and with the way Yunho clenches his jaw — a desperate attempt to fight the groan that’s threatening in the back of his throat — you’re not the only one who’s aroused by the setup.

Slowly, your hand inches closer to his growing bulge. Before you can dare yet another experimental squeeze, Yunho’s hand surges forward and holds your wrist in a vice grip.

“Don’t,” he snarls through gritted teeth, but it sounds sadder than it is intimidating when he’s sporting a boner right in front of your eyes.

You cock your head to the side, almost in a mocking demeanor. “You sure? Think about it, it’s a win-win situation. You get to live out your exhibitionist right here in front of your new bandmates, and I get the confirmation that you’re into it. But if you really don’t want to…” you try to retreat your hand but Yunho doesn’t let you budge, hand still enclosed around yours. That won’t do as an answer.

“Which one is it? Say it, Yunho,” you assert, narrowing your eyes. Yunho looks distraught, feverishly biting his lip while he’s internally fighting with himself, but he eventually chokes out a response.

“As long as nobody notices—”

“You either say you want me to touch you or not. I don’t want any roundabout stories.”

“Touch me,” he whispers defeatedly and the grip on your hand disappears completely. “But I swear to God if anyone realizes what you’re doing— hhnh—!” he cuts himself off with a low moan when you cup him over the material of his jeans.

“Yes yes, I get it. I don’t need Yeosang to know about this,” you dismiss. “And oh wow, you’re getting hard fast when I’m just touching you over your pants.”

“Just get to it.”

The snappish attitude causes you to stop dead in your tracks. “You think you’re in the position to tell me what to do? I can be mean too, y’know,” you start nonchalantly, a stark contrast to the way your heart is shaking in your ribcage. The power you suddenly hold is exhilarating. “I could just leave you like this, and then you’d have to try to cover your situation down there while practice goes on. How would the others react if they only knew your dick is hard? Probably won’t take them too long to find out since standing for a long time can be tiring, hm?”

Yunho’s head lolls back in response as he’s struggling to keep his eyes open. His breathing is uneven and the resulting moan that follows suit makes you smirk. You lightly smack the inside of his thigh, causing another wave of arousal to rupture in him. He chokes out a hushed ‘f-fuck’ and at this point, the constriction around his cock must be bordering painful.

“Who would’ve thought that the big bad Jeong Yunho is actually a submissive bitch who’s hungry for attention?” you ask gleefully, delivering another slap before stroking the area. “Who would’ve fucking thought you were a sub?”

“I-I’m not— shit, s-stop that, hngh— a fucking sub.”

“Yeah yeah, say that to yourself.” You rip your gaze away from Yunho’s flushed face to check if the coast is clear before targeting his fisted hands. He stiffens when you pry his hand open and bring three digits to your lips, sticking your tongue out to give kitten licks to his fingertips before pushing them into your mouth. You hum, suck, swirl your tongue around his fingers, giggling when all he does is stare at you wordlessly, unable to form any coherent thoughts. “See? Not even once have you put up a fight.”

That seems to snap him out of his daze. In an instant, his eyes darken and his jaw clenches.

“Oh honey, you know, you really shouldn’t tease me.”

You snicker, seeing through his bluff. “Wow, I’m so scared. What do you wanna do? Leave practice right now? Drag me to my room and pound me into the mattress?”

“Don’t tempt me.”

“You could never, sub.”

Whatever strands of self-control were still residing in Yunho have turned to dust by now. One moment he’s towering over you in full height, looking down on your sitting form in bitter distaste, and in the next, he’s dragging you out of the basement, unaffected by the sudden silence and Yeosang, Mingi and San’s confused expressions.

Once you’re in the living room, Yunho wastes no time crowding you against the wall and crashing his lips against yours. The kiss is a messy clash of teeth and tongues, but it leaves you hot and lightheaded and aching for more. Yunho knows no limits and snakes one arm around your waist to pull you closer to him, the other hand fisting your hair. He tugs harshly and the sharp sting sends all your nerves into a frenzy.

“Bedroom. Now.” The sudden huskiness in his tone catches you off guard and you wonder when his voice has ever sounded so rough. You moan into the kiss, fisting his shirt as you stumble your way to your bedroom.

Yunho pins you against the door once you’re in your bedroom. His lips are addictive, just like the groans he slips in kisses and his hands roaming your body. He gets rid of your clothes until you’re left in your underwear, then forces a knee between your legs to keep them from closing. Your eyes roll back at the friction, growing needier and hotter when he presses his thigh against you harder. 

When you finally pull away, his eyes are hooded and his lips are red and swollen. There’s no trace of inhibitions left in him as he watches you like a predator. With horror, you realize that the tables have turned, and when he easily locks both of your wrists above your head with one hand only, that’s when you know you’re undisputedly powerless against him.

“Who’s the sub now?” he pants, eyes sparkling with glee.

“Still y-you.” The response sounds pathetic to your own ears, but you have too big of an ego to admit it out loud. Yunho doesn’t buy it either if his quirked brow wasn’t telling enough.

“Still in denial, honey? I see. Guess I’ll have to do more then.” His free hand reaches down to tug on the waistband of your underwear, only to let it snap against your skin. The slight sting is enough to render your knees into mush and set fog into your vision. He does it again, and then he actually tugs the fabric down and you finally grab his motives.

“You’re bluffing— y-you wouldn’t put y-your fingers,” you ramble, hyperaware about how dangerously close his fingers are. Just when you think he’s about to shove a digit in, he pulls away completely.

“You know, you keep talking about my hands. It’s always my hands this, my hands that,” Yunho says casually, giving his nails a quick glance before meeting your eyes. “Rather than me having a hand fixation, it’s you who has a thing for hands. My hands specifically.”

You don’t like how every word is true. You don’t want to acknowledge that he’s correct. Verbally, because your body is moving on its own and has betrayed you long ago.

Yunho taps on your bottom lip and you comply reluctantly, letting him shove the same three fingers you sucked before. Mumbling unintelligible words under his breath, he watches intently as you hum around him, eyes fluttering shut when he slowly moves them in and out of your mouth. A whine escapes you when he pulls them out for good, soaked wet with your spit.

“Tell me.” Yunho grins, “Tell me what you like about them. Or else I’ll leave you hanging.” He’s not lying and you know it. The look he sends you is enough proof that he wouldn’t hesitate to leave you high and dry.

You don’t like how he’s stringing you on like a rag doll. You don’t like how he’s stripping you off your dignity step by step. Strangely enough, you feel yourself leaking and wanting nothing but his pretty long fingers inside of you.

“I like how they, agh I— I l-like how—” you stutter, losing all levels of rationality when he suddenly circles around your entrance. Yunho urges you to continue and it takes up all of your brainpower to pick up where you left off, “—they’re so long and big and pretty—”

“So you have a size kink.”

You stare at him in disbelief. Now that, that’s something he shouldn’t have deduced. “W-wha— I don’t!”

“Seems to me that you have one though. You kept stressing how big and bad and tall I was after all.” You stiffen. Did you? Did you really? You don’t recall saying it that many times but it's hard to think straight when Yunho still has your wrists above your head and is looking down at you in a downright patronizing way. It leaves you trembling pitifully, feeling called out and feeling so, so small.

He really wants you to hit your lowest peak because he doesn’t stop there. “Who’s the real sub here? Is it really me? Or is it you who likes feeling so short, small, tiny.” His smirk widens when your breath hitches ever so slightly. “I fucking knew it.”

“You don’t know shit,” you bark back, but to no avail. Your credibility has diminished the moment he caught up to your kinks.

“Say whatever you want but that won’t change the fact that you’re tiny baby,” he pauses, takes his bottom lip between his teeth as he’s giving you a thorough once-over and then enunciates the next syllables with such clarity that forces time to stop, “My tiny, helpless baby.”

The pet name breaks you. It’s the final trigger that takes all your inhibitions away and the pathetic size of an ego that was left in your stubborn head.

“Please,” your voice cracks but that’s the least of your worries. You can’t move, can’t talk back, and won’t get anything in return. Yunho is right in front of you, finding satisfaction in your internal destruction and yet, after all of the things he’s slaughtered you to, he won’t give you anything in return.

“Just a little bit more, baby. I’ll give you what you want if you repeat after me; I’m your—”

“I’m your tiny, helpless baby who desperately wants you to fuck me.” Yunho is mildly taken aback that you were still able to think and get it right before he even finished his sentence. “Now get on to it, Yunho. Please.”

You’re sniffling at this point, begging for any kind of stimulation that shoots you to the stars. You’re fucking sniffling, and that’s all it takes for Yunho to manhandle you on the bed. A gasp escapes you, not expecting this turn of events at all. It all happens in a flash and the next thing you know, you’re on all fours, face buried in the pillow.

“Yunho, I t-thought y-you’d fuck me,” you complain, glancing behind to see what’s taking him so long. Your mouth waters at the sight.

“Patience, baby,” he says as he’s unbuckling his belt, taking his sweet time. You rub your legs together to ease the tension, but you can’t really say you’re not enjoying the show. Yunho’s lean, slightly defined, and once he’s only left in his underwear, you swallow heavily. There’s a large, dark patch on the fabric and the bulge seems more prominent than before.

If your mouth was only watering, you’re drooling by now. Yunho takes off his boxers, revealing his painfully hard cock, tip red and oozing precum. Just like the rest of him, he’s abnormally huge.

You have two thoughts. One: Fuck, you want him. Now. Two:

“That’s never going to fit inside of me.”

“Oh it will,” he says with such confidence it gives you shivers. “I’ll pound you into the mattress and you’ll take it all.”

He grabs you by your thighs to pull you closer to him before positioning himself right behind you. “W-wait!” you cry, heart suddenly feeling heavy in your chest, “D-don’t just put it in without prep— o-oh, hnngh—” your body feels like jelly when Yunho presses two spit-coated fingers past your entrance, stretching you out with finesse.

“I’m not that heartless,” he chuckles amusedly, right at the same time he curls his digits right against your sweet spot, sending you headfirst into bliss. “You’re so small you wouldn’t be able to take an inch without prep.”

You only whine into the pillow, arching your back as he continues his ministrations. Once Yunho deems you stretched out enough, he retreats his fingers and replaces them immediately with his cock.

The difference is like night and day. It’s like his fingers didn’t amount to anything compared to this. The high-pitched cry that escapes you is loud as you grasp onto the pillow for dear life.

“How can you be so big?” you pant. There’s no way he’s past four inches deep inside of you. You’re far from being filled, but your walls are already clenching hard around him.

“Bassists do it deeper for a reason.” The innuendo is tacky but in your current headspace, it sounds like the sexiest thing you’ve ever heard. Yunho stills his hips, letting you get used to him. “How are you feeling?”

“Guh—” he chuckles at your inability to form coherent words, let alone thoughts. “So big.”

“You’ll get used to it, honey.” He leans forward to pet your hair. “Tell me when I can move,” he adds gently, and you swear you could melt right then.

It takes you a moment to get your breathing steady, and then he pushes more of his length inside. Whimpering, you writhe beneath him, feeling as if you’re being torn apart. Meanwhile, he’s breathing hard through his nose, trying his damn hardest to go as slow as possible. At a certain point, Yunho stops pressing for more and pulls out ever so slightly before rocking his hips back forward. It starts out slowly, but he gradually picks up the pace and you lose yourself into him.

“Faster,” you moan, bending your back for an even deeper angle. “Hnngh, so full. Want m-more.”

“You were right, you can’t take me to the hilt.” Yunho readjusts his grip on his hips and you know that bruises are going to last until the end of the week. “God, you’re so fucking small that you can’t take me to the fucking hilt.”

Your vision turns foggy once the meaning gets through you. Now that he’s saying it, how much of his cock is inside of you? Half of it? A third? He’s stretching you out so well, filling you up so impossibly deep and that wasn’t even his everything?

“That’s not— want more of you, all of you,” you stammer, not realizing what you’re even saying. “Baby wants all of you.” God, you’re so drunk and desperate for his cock that you can’t refer yourself in the first person anymore.

Yunho reacts just as perplexed, eyes widening. His hips still once more, and though you’d want to shout at him to keep on moving, you don’t find the energy to move your head, or even lift a finger.

“So fucking greedy,” he growls, pulling out of you completely. Not even a second later, he flips you around on your back so that you’re facing him dead in the eye, and then he pushes back in. The new position has you gurgling on broken words as your arms flail around for dear life.

Yunho throws a leg over his shoulder, creating a deeper angle. You don’t know if he’s actually giving you more if he’s managed to force more of him into you. All you register is the messy squelch of liquids and your moans bouncing off the walls. You can’t even see properly, everything a blur and a mix of different colors.

“I’m gonna cum,” you whimper, sensing your demise nearing closer and closer.

“Then cum,” Yunho orders in between groans, then adds in a louder voice, “You hear that baby? Cum and make a mess out of yourself.”

Your orgasm crashes onto you in a big singular wave as you tremble under his frame, walls clenching around him tightly. His name leaves your mouth like a mantra as you continue to convulse. Yunho pulls out moments later, just to spurt white on your abdomen. His face is flushed and beads of sweat are forming on his forehead while he jerks himself dry.

It’s a miracle that Yunho hasn’t toppled on you once he slowly comes down from his high. The fog in your vision clears up gradually, but your limbs are as good as worthless. You won’t be able to move freely for a good day or two.

As you continue to blink at the ceiling, only finding the energy to breathe, Yunho grabs the box of tissues from your nightstand and wipes himself off before doing the same to you. His touch is gentle unlike before, and you’d thank him if your vocal cords were still functioning.

You’re about to drift to sleep until he suddenly leans down and pecks your lips. In an instant, you narrow your eyes at him and ask, “What was that for?”

“You had some cum on your lip. I wanted to taste too.” Yunho smiles cheekily and runs his tongue against his bottom lip, then grimaces. “It tastes... yikes.”

He cleans you up in silence before plopping onto the bed right next to you. No words are exchanged up until you say, “Yeosang is going to kill you.”

“He can’t afford to kill me. He needs me for the band,” he muses.

“He’ll still kill you.”

“I appreciate the concern, honey.”

“Just scram back to practice.”

“Don’t you want to go to the bathroom first?”

“I can do it myself.”

“Oh really?”

“... Yunho, help me on my legs and then scram back to practice.”

Meanwhile, back in the basement, the guys are waiting for their bandmate to come back so they can finally finish practice and then eat chicken.

“You sure (y/n) and Yunho are only childhood enemies? They’ve been going at it like rabbits if he isn’t back here yet!” San exclaims, throwing his arms up for dramatic effect.

Mingi can’t counter that because San has a point, so he whips his head to Yeosang. “Dude, you sure they’re not in a relationship? They have to be at least fuckbuddies! Or fuckrivals? Fuckenemies? Or…”

“I do not know and I do not care,” Yeosang says blankly, looking like he’s about to bang his head against the wall because he sure won’t walk into your room and curse his eyes for the rest of his life. Damnit, all he wants is to practice and get the band together; their next gig is only a few weeks away. “In fact, I want to unsee what I just saw and unhear what you just said.”

[crybabykiko]

hi honeyyy can i have nsfw a-z alphabet for tsukishima please 👉👈? thank you 💞

I’ve had this in my inbox for like a month I am SORRY.

*deep inhale* TSUKKI FUCKERS RUN IN HERE AND GET Y’ALL JUICE

NSFW Alphabet: Tsukishima Kei

Gn!reader focused

Nsfw under the cut but you knew that...

𝕬 - 𝕬𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖊

I actually feel like he’s not too big on this part. He will 100% do what he needs to make you feel comfortable if he’s been particularly hard on you, but he will do the bare minimum, simply because he’s not the best at being very soft. It’s just not him. I feel like he actually would prefer to be alone and recollect himself rather than cuddle and do pillow talk. That doesn’t mean that he won’t if you need it, he most definitely will because he knows how important it is. Just don’t expect to be babied.

𝕭 - 𝕭𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖙

FINGERS FINGERS FINGERS I WILL NOT STOP SCREAMING ABOUT THEM! They’re long and slender- they always fit perfectly inside or around your neck or in your mouth and just... yes. Yes to his fingers.

For him, it’s all about the eyes. He loves looking at your eyes and the various emotions they convey to him, be it adoration, panic, arousal, devotion… he loves looking directly into your pretty eyes as he takes you.

𝕮 - 𝕮𝖚𝖒

In your mouth. I can’t explain why I’m right but I’m right. I don’t think he’s a fan of mess per-se, but from time to time he will want to cum on your face/chest for a lil ✨humiliation✨. I’m also positive he drinks water so when he tells you to swallow it won’t be radioactive or thick like tar. Good job to him for that. (God the bar is on the mf floor)

𝕯 - 𝕯𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖞 𝕾𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖙

You caught him jacking off one time and he actually makes the prettiest noises- he’s usually pretty quiet with you but by himself it’s actually symphonic how desperate he sounds. He doesn’t know you saw him, but now you ONLY think about how his name spilled out of your lips each time you touch yourself too.

𝕰 - 𝕰𝖝𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊

Has much more experience in theory than in practice. He’s VERY knowledgeable about topics primarily based on his own research. He can implement just about anything to your liking though, which is the real reason he’s a great fuck. He’s adaptable without sacrificing too much of his own pleasure.

𝕱 - 𝕱𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝕻𝖔𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

This can go one of two ways imo- If he’s feeling lazy, he’ll sit in a chair and have you ride him. If he’s actually putting in work, he’ll hold one of your legs up/back (never both bc it’d probably kill you) or he’ll flip you into doggy, but he’ll make sure you keep your arch as low as possible, so you’re almost parallel to the mattress.

𝕲 - 𝕲𝖔𝖔𝖋𝖞

Lmfao no.

𝕳 - 𝕳𝖆𝖎𝖗

He’s very well groomed as well. His hair is darker than his blonde locks, but he prefers keeping it short and neat. Not completely shaven, but trimmed on a schedule tbh. Also never smells like ball sweat.

𝕴 - 𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖈𝖞

You would think a super sadist like Tsukishima doesn’t do the romantic gestures, but he does little things like making sure you’re stable and secure when he’s holding you up, or giving some VERY light praise when you take him well- you have to put attention or you’ll miss them.

𝕵 - 𝕵𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝕺𝖋𝖋

Tries his best to act like he doesn’t- but he does fairly often. Probably once a week tbh. He makes sure that he’s completely alone tho, because he’s very vulnerable and loud… also aggressive? It’s just a complete 180 from what he’s like with you and he doesn’t want you to know that. But he whines and whimpers the entire time, cumming in his fist and laying there convulsing.

𝕶 - ��𝖎𝖓𝖐

Sadism is the overall mf flavor. But we knew that. Let’s delve a little deeper:

Impact Play, yes very much. Likes spanking as a punishment, but will also slap you in the face from time to time, especially if you’re not answering him or being loud enough to his liking.

Temperature Play, prefers using heat over cold, so he would definitely be into wax. Also turns on the heat in your room when you’re fucking like it’s hot yoga or some shit.

Degradation/Humiliation, has you make messes on purpose, just so he can tease you about it later. Calls you mean names the entire time- but they’re peppered with the tiniest praises, he will follow pretty with cockslut, and such. Will ALWAYS refer to you as his “messy little bitch” without fail. It’s his go-to. Also a fan of “fucktoy” and “pathetic cocksleeve”

Auralism, specifically likes when your moans are choked out sobs, or when you work your voice so raw that it gets scratchy and hoarse. Likes to hear you in general, and will always ask you for a response. Also talks you through your orgasms with little things like “that’s it” and “keep cumming”

Dacryphilia, oh god he loves to see you cry. That’s the one thing that can make him cum almost immediately.

He also HATES a bratty sub. Needs someone who is very obedient. Likes to be called Sir.

𝕷 - 𝕷𝖔𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

Literally ONLY in private. He’s all about control and knows that he can assert that control in every way possible in the bedroom. And even though he gets off on humiliation, it’s only when he’s the one doing it- proving he owns you without the threat of lingering eyes.

Would be the type to totally soundproof a room in your house tho, if you’re picking up why I’m putting down. Has gotten several “home improvement” project ideas from kinktok.

𝕸 - 𝕸𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

His goal is to break you. No matter how many times he’s done it before, he always wants to see that perfectly fucked out glassy sheen coat your eyes as they’re filled to the brim with tears- and complete devotuon and total submission to him.

𝕹 - 𝕹𝕺!

He is never going to submit to you. It’s just not going to happen. Give it up, deelishis.

𝕺 - 𝕺𝖗𝖆𝖑

Is not the biggest fan of going down on you, prefers using his fingers/other toys. But he LOVES facefucking you. Especially if he can make you cry with how much his cock is bruising your throat.

𝕻 - 𝕻𝖆𝖈𝖊

It’s mostly even. Mostly. He definitely will edge as a punishment, snapping his hips into you violently, only to stop completely just when your eyes start to roll back. He definitely likes to maintain control of his own orgasm though so he likes to keep a nice even pace if you’re not being a brat.

𝕼 - 𝕼𝖚𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖎𝖊

Wont outright fuck you in public but would use remote controlled toys on you. He prefers taking his time with you, building you up super slowly so that he can knock you the fuck down in an instant.

𝕽 - 𝕽𝖎𝖘𝖐

If you think you can try him, no you can’t. He will shut it down IMMEDIATELY. Again, he’s not one for super public scenes, so he’s good at keeping a poker face whenever you decide to get bold… but you have to be prepared because your punishment is either going to be super harsh or nothing at all- and I honestly can’t tell you which is worse when it comes to him.

𝕾 - 𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖆

It depends on how he’s feeling. If you’ve been good he’ll get right to the point but if you’ve been disobeying him then be prepared to have your sessions drawn out. He can go on edging you for hours and not feel a single thing. He can still last a relatively long time if he’s actually fucking you as well, a good 45-an hour before he even thinks about cumming. And that’s just thinking about it. He can still go a bit longer after the fact. He won’t cum until you’ve cum at least 2-3 times if he’s being nice.

𝕿 - 𝕿𝖔𝖞

He has a few toys that he likes to use as punishment, primarily small vibrators that he can put inside of you to have you coming undone before he even touches you. When he finally does, you're a wet, whining mess and all he has to say is that you’re pathetic for not being able to even wait for him to touch you.

𝖀 - 𝖀𝖓𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖗

Hates being teased. Don’t even try or think about trying it. Doesn’t necessarily tease you either, at least not TOO much. Will edge you to hell and back though.

𝖁 - 𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖚𝖒𝖊

Doesn’t want to give you the satisfaction of hearing how pretty he truly sounds, so a lot of his moans come out as long sighs and deep grunts that he catches in the back of his throat. And that’s only when he’s close.

He does talk a lot though, and is vocal in that sense- you’ll hear a lot of commands from him. You have to ask him for permission to cum, so there’s a lot of call and response when it comes to your sessions.

𝖂 - 𝖂𝖎𝖑𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖉

He has this fantasy where he’s essentially his partner’s sex toy master and you’re the toy, He would use remote-control vibrators to make you come throughout the day. You don’t get a say in when you come, it’s just whenever he wants. In front of your boss, on the train, when you're trying to go shopping, whenever. It’s equal parts humiliating and sexy for you both, because you can’t stop orgasming. You’re completely at his mercy.

𝖃 - 𝖃-𝕽𝖆𝖞

He’s a good size, a solid 6.5-7 with a decent girth. More of a shower than a grower and actually has a fairly pretty dick. Fair but even in color, suuuuper pretty and pink at the head.

𝖄 - 𝖄𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌

Even though he’s about exerting complete control, and also the type to never let on that he’s needy, he is. His sex drive is slightly higher than yours... But you’d never know. He’s just that good at 1) covering it up, and 2) flipping the script to always make you seem like cockhungry one... asshole

𝖅 - 𝖅𝖟𝖟

No sleeping. Tbh I feel like he’s one of those people who actually gets a burst of energy after. But he’s not sleeping at all. He’s just gonna go back to his headphones or some quiet activities until you wake up.

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[mandoalorian]

my time to shine- may i request a cobb vanth x reader 👀👀 maybe a enemies to lovers question mark trope-

for example maybe when din meets cobb, the reader is just like ohmyfuckhessohot but also fuck him for being so cocky i want him underneath me once i pin his arrogant ass down- and like 👀 maybe yk what that happens, and the reader can feel his bulg- 🏃‍♀️💨💨💨 i have nothing but horny thots for middle-aged men in my peabrain- s'ok if you don't do this- just horny thots

By The Fire (Cobb Vanth x Female Reader) SMUT

hiya bae!!! im so sorry this request took SO long to get out but i hope you enjoy it none the less xx

if you have a request feel free to submit it via my ask inbox!

Rating: 18+

Word count: 2k

Warnings: SMUT; close to female receiving oral but not all the way, cock warming, spanking, riding, unprotected (use protection!)

So he was different, and you couldn't figure out how you were supposed to feel about him. If the Maker had just granted you a second alone with Din, you would have spoken to the Mandalorian about him. Din was always good at weighing people up from first glance. You, on the other hand, had always been called 'naïve' and 'gullible'. You tried working on yourself; you really did- and you believed you were improving. But when you met the marshal of Mos Pelgo; he threw you completely of course. You couldn't do anything under his watch. You failed to perform the most basic of the tasks… you couldn't hotwire the speeder bike you had claimed, nor could you manoeuvre the squirming child into his high chair. And it didn't go unnoticed.

Din grabbed your arm and took you to one side. "What is the matter with you?" his question was harsh, and came out as more of a statement. You felt yourself fluster, defensively folding your arms across your chest.

"I don't know what you're talking about." you scoffed and rolled your eyes. Under his beskar helmet, Din was not amused. He narrowed his dark eyes and pressed his lips into a fine line.

"Ever since he joined us, you've been acting off." Din said matter of factly. You felt your cheeks heat up with embarrassment.

"Oh," you shrugged nonchalantly. "You mean the Marshal?"

"Yes. The Marshal." Din spat. "Cobb Vanth is an elite. He is smart. He knows what he's doing. And he owes me one. He's going to help us get off this sand-rock of a planet, and then you can finally forget about him. Because that's what it is, isn't it? He's on your mind and it's distracting you."

Maker, he was good. He could read you like a book. Everything Din had said was true, no matter the level of denial that you were in. You stood there, comprehending his words, and after a few prolonged beats of silence, you took a deep breath.

"No." you shakily exhaled, gritting your teeth and pursing your lips together into a pout.

You cursed yourself. You were a bad liar. The worst Din had ever met… and Din had encountered plenty of scoundrels in his adventures across the galaxy. Din didn't answer you. He didn't need to. He knew you well enough to understand what exactly was going on in that little mind of yours. There was no use playing innocent with him.

The Marshal’s eyes were burning into your back. You hated it. You hated him. You hated the way he spoke to you. He over-explained everything, like you were too young and innocent to understand. He was so cocky and so arrogant. You tried your best to devise an efficient way to get off Tatooine, with his help, but he just kept shutting you down. You couldn't understand it. He wouldn't listen to you, and it irked you so much.

You hated the smirk that graced his lips and that sultry gaze he shot you from across the cantina as he sipped on his spotchka. You hated the way it made you feel. You hated the burning sensation that erupted in the pit of your stomach and the way you'd have to press your thighs together in order to suppress the need for some kind of sexual release. Never in your life had you met a man who could do so much to you, without doing much at all.

"I'm going to travel to the sand dunes, and I'm taking the child. Hopefully I can find some jawas who will trade parts with me. Then we can get started on the Crest's repairs and get off this planet." Din informed you. "I need you to wait here with the Marshal, make sure he doesn't do anything suspicious while I'm gone."

"I thought you said you trusted him," you knotted your eyebrows together. "That he 'owed you one'."

"He does owe me one. I just don't know if he's a man of his word." Din sighed before spinning around on his heel and walking towards the speeder bike with the child. Pft, a man of his word. That scoundrel? Not a chance.

Nights on Tatooine were warm and humid, as you had found out. The Marshal, who you had learned was named Cobb Vanth, had told you to collect sandwood from the outskirts of Mos Pelgo and bring them back to his hut. You did so, begrudgingly following his instruction, and watched him make a fire.

There was something so erotic about the way his biceps flexed as he quickly rubbed each piece of wood together, trying to ignite a flame. Beads of sweat laced his hairline as he concentrated, occasionally squinting to see if his attempts had made a spark. It didn't take long before Cobb created a roaring campfire. It was nice, amber embers floating through the air as you perched yourself on a log. Cobb discarded his armour and sat opposite you.

The atmosphere was nice and…. sensual. The only thing was, neither you or Cobb hate uttered a word to each other since you came back with the sandwood. It would've been awkward if there wasn't the undeniable sexual tension in the air. You were the first to speak.

"I don't know if I trust you." you said, immediately regretting the words after they departed your lips. There was a beat of silence.

"Smart." Cobb smirked, and you felt yourself swell up with more fury. His voice was so rich. You hated it. You hated it.

"You hardly think I am smart when you've refused to listen to me all day." You tsked, shuffling closer to the fire and warming yourself up. "My plan wasn't flawed. If you had just listened to me, me and the Mandalorian could've been off this wretched hive hours ago."

Cobb nodded his head slowly. "You're probably right."

"So what's your deal?" you groaned, tossing your hair back and closing your eyes.

What a sight. Cobb admired your stretched out form, his eyes boring into the skin of your chest and up the length of your neck. You had ditched your cloak, leaving it to just crumple by your feet. You were glowing. Cobb was sure you were the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen enter Mos Pelgo; and he wanted to prove that to you in some way or another. When you opened your eyes, Cobb was on his knees, in-between your legs.

He looked up at you, his eyes completely lust blown and he swiped his tongue over his lower lip. He looked primal. He needed you. "Wasn't listening to your stupid plan because I didn't want you to leave so early." Cobb admitted, his voice gruff and hoarse.

He wanted more. From the moment he laid his eyes on you, he had been trying to weigh you up as well. What was your deal? Were you courting the Mandalorian? Surely not. There was no denying the tension between you two. The cod piece of his armour had hid the erection you had given him all day. He shamefully had to relieve himself in the restroom of the cantina. He just couldn't get enough of the way your lips twisted around the fruit you sucked on, and the way your eyelashes framed your doe-like eyes.

He placed a big hand on the inside of your thigh, where your skin was as soft as cream, and pushed your tunic up, exposing your panties. You stiffened up under his rough touch. This was exactly what you wanted. There were no signs of Din or the child. It was just you and Cobb Vanth. He shuffled closer to you and began to plant sloppy kisses along your thighs. You hummed in delight as his greying stubble tickled your skin and you felt him smirk against your body. That damned smirk.

You ran your fingers through his locks of hair, occasionally tugging. His groans under your touch vibrated through your core and left your panties ruined from arousal. His lips nudged against your clit, only the thin material of your underwear gating his tongue from your cunt. You craved him so desperately. You needed him inside you. But he was teasing.

"You've been calling the shots all day." You whimpered as he licked a stripe down your pussy. You went to pull your panties off but his large hands stopped you.

"I always call the shots." he growled in your ear sending shivers down your spine.

"Not tonight." You smiled, tugging on his hair and pulling his head away from your core. You stood up, taking extra care not to stumble and fall into the fire, and dragged him to his feet. You pushed him onto the log where you had been sitting and sat on his lap, wrapping your legs around his waist and straddling him.

And oh Maker, he was hard. You could feel his entire length throb and press against his stomach as you grinded your hips, slow at first. Achingly slow. Cobb lowered his hands to your waist and pulled you closer to his chest, desperate for you to increase your speed. "More." he gasped, nuzzling his head into your neck and biting down into your skin.

Your grip on him tightened. You wanted to go slow; and tease him for as long as possible. He deserved it. You wanted to edge him until he was crying out your name, begging you to let him cum. But you needed a release too. Fuck, you needed him. You placed your hands on his shoulders and hovered over his lap. "Pants off." you commanded, to which he happily obliged.

Within seconds, the Marshal had pulled his pants off. You spat into the palm of your hand, saliva dripping amongst your fingers and grabbed his length, rubbing it as you slowly sank on top of him.

He was big. He was so big. His cock throbbed inside you. It stretched out your walls and you could feel every vein. You held yourself on top of him for a few moments as you adjusted to his length. Cobb dipped his hand down and began to circle your clit a few times, earning a few delicious moans.

It wasn't long until you were balls deep into him. His cock was amazing. As you began to ride him, you realised it curved in just the right place, and with every thrust, he hit your sweet spot. You knew you wouldn't last long. "Fuck, so good," Cobb grunted as you bounced on top of him. "Such a pretty girl."

"Don't wanna leave," you gasped. "Wanna feel your cock fill me up every day. Wanna feel you cum inside of me. Please."

"Keep doing that." The Marshal urged, his hands pressing into the small of your back. "I'm close."

"Want you to fill me up, make a mess of me." You were practically screaming, tears pricking your eyes as he began to buck his hips upwards, his thrusts meeting yours.

"Yeah? Such a good girl for me, aren't you?" Cobb cooed and you let out a little squeal as he spanked your bare ass- the sound echoing through the desolate village.

He drove you straight to your climax, your cunt clenching around him, tight like a vice, which sent him to his own orgasm. His load shot up inside of you, sending bolts of pleasure into your body. He pressed his forehead against your chest as your rhythm became more slow and sloppy until eventually he softened inside of you. Reluctantly, he pulled out, and you whimpered at the lost feelling of him.

"Next time you find yourself on Mos Pelgo, I'll be the one calling the shots." he growled, biting down on your ear lobe.

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“Surprise, although I think I gave myself away from the jump.” Trey’s only a little bit sheepish—he hadn’t taken the surprise part too seriously from the start. Didn’t see the need, and he’d rather just focus on the parts that mattered most. The quality of the letters, for one—negligible for interest, but Godel had entertained his ramblings all the way through—and the gift.

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“Hope the last few days of the year don’t give you too much trouble, and thanks for entertaining the letters, Professor.”

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With the mention of cookies, the professor's eyes lit up. "Why, you shouldn't have," he says as he accepts the present. "Rose would definitely enjoy the sugar ones." He then goes to the side and places it next to the box. "Well, I managed to finish up grading the final exams, it's now a matter of making sure the next year's plans are written up." He nods with a grin. "And thank you for the cookies. Merry Christmas to you and if you're looking to send another letter or to talk to me in person, you can always go to my office."

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[prorevenge]

Professor attempts to destroy my education!

Disclaimer:

It was my first time (when I posted this first in r\MaliciousCompliance) in Reddit altogether. Did not even know about ProRevenge. They have mentioned that my story might belong here. So please do let me know if it does not. I will remove it.  

English is my second language and I am a IT Professional, which means I do not get to practice writing in English all that much. So any punctuation, grammatical or any other errors, including overuse of exclamation mark can hopefully be forgiven.

TL;DR at the bottom.  

In my adopted motherland, I am a religious minority. I am a proud citizen now of this land who immigrated here. And stereotyping while not very common, but not uncommon here. And this story is from my college life.

It was one of my programming course that college hired a new professor for. Although I am a religious minority and the professor was from a different religion (which also, technically a religious minority in this land) that did not really mesh up well, I did not (as I still do not) care at all! You see, I myself am not much religious and my point of view about religion is from the prospective of (social) science. I believe my first religion is Humanity! Everything else is just a label!

So, back to the story, This professor was teaching us the basics of C++ (as the course was the Intro to C++) and during the final, he gave us a Final project that either counted as the entire final or a major portion of the final exam (can't recall the exact details since it was about 13 years ago). Once the project was done, we email it to him and he grades it. I do that and wait for my grade. It was Spring semester and Summer brake/session is about to begin.

Now, another bit of info here, if in a course, you get an "F" (for Failing), the following semester, you can take the course back again and if you pass, that "F" gets erased from your record and you are on your merry way toward your degree. BUT for some reason, (like if you do not submit your final project), you get an "I" (Incomplete) and now you have "X amount of time to Complete that work" so that "I" can be transformed into a grade. I am not too sure now, but I believe if you retake the entire course again, you get a grade but that "I" stays with you and goes to your Transcript/Diploma. It is extremely frowned upon and may hinder your graduation!

So, after waiting a few weeks for the semesters' result, I see I got an "I"! Immediately I emailed the professor asking why I got an I! No response! I call his office number... No response! I go to the department, they tells me that the professor have notated in my record (as I guess it was customary to do so)  that I have not submitted my Final project and hence the "I". To which I fumed up and stated that I had indeed sent my final project using our College email system. But the department states since I am within "Y" days of that "X amount of Days" (before I need to take care of that "I") and since the professor went back to his motherland for a month, I should wait for him to return and he is the only one that can reverse the "I" from my grade! They mentioned that He probably somehow missed my email containing my final project. The department assured me that once he is back from his country, they will instruct him to fix this and notify me of it.  

I waited for his return till the very last week of that "X amount of Days". He did not come back! So that week, I went back to the department and stated my case. They mentioned that since he was not back, they will email him to get some form of "OK.. I received his email with the project and I see that either he passed or failed, he gets a grade!" The Comp Sci department CC's me on that email. To my utter disbelief, that professor emails back the department chair (I am still CC'ed on it) that he went back to the email and checked! And he got NOTHING from me! So that "I" stays! He explicitly states that "I" (for Incomplete) stays!

At this point I began to fume so much so that I went back to my Department chair and the department chair now wants me to prove that I sent him that on THAT particular time (right before the end of Final). I login to the email account and I dig through and find the email; showing it in the "Sent" box. Department chair replies to that professor that the chairman concurs that I indeed sent that email to the professor. To which then, the professor replies "It may very well be, but you know how sometimes although the email is sent, it does not arrive at the recipients inbox! so I did not get it!" And right after that email, the professor now goes silent and does not respond back to the chairs' emails! every time I send an email, especially when as important as the college final project (since we are supposed to only use the email address that the college provided) when I sent the project from the college email, I also CC'ed my personal email on that! I show the receipt email from my personal email and department chair agrees that the email was indeed sent!  

By this point, I am extremely desperate to overturn that "I". I will take an "F" if needed, but that "I" will hurt my education.

I was extremely popular in our college circuit; so much so that (our college was under a "Chain Education" system  and I will not mention any names here; that had more than 20 different Colleges/Universities all across this city!) I knew the head honcho, the Chancellor and the college president very much and very well!

Now, on the last day, I go to the College president as well as the Chancellor! show them the proof and state my case (I might have mentioned to them that I am in the process of getting a Lawyer as I feel that this is a clear, blatant and extreme prejudice against me and may very well be racially motivated!)! They agrees that the professors' behavior contained a negative intent toward me by giving me an "I" and not a grade that can be the either of "A, B, C, D or F". I also lodge a formal complaint against the professor right then and there! They immediately instructs my department chair to take my project and grade it and then change that "I". Now you gotta understand that this was not a norm! The Chair does that and I end up getting an "A".

When someone becomes a professor for the first time, the first year or so are their Probationary period and if they do not make much splash, they can become permanent. And now, the Chancellor and the President of my college decides that it's  in the University's best interest not to retain that professor any longer! Simply put, they FIRED his ASS!!!

I get my grade, I am happy! Summer ends. A new "Winter Session" is about to begin and I get an email in my personal as well as college email account from that very same professor! Lo and behold! He apologizes to me for his behavior without directly admitting his prejudiced action toward me and asks me to withdraw my complaint so he can attempt to get his Job back!!!!  

I CC that email to the department chair, the college president and the Chancellor  and reply to him that "I will not withdraw my complaint at all and he is lucky that I did not involve my lawyer for the serious harm that he intended to cause me! And I wish and pray that he never gets another chance to teach again; in the event that he might try to ruin another students' life!"

I graduated from that institution so long ago... but of all the great memories, the few sad ones, this sticks out to me!

TL;DR: Professor tries to ruin my education life due to the religious differences; ends up ruining his own career!

EDIT:

Many asked the question Why do I think it was due to religious differences?

Answer: I am damn good at computers and maths. So it certainly was not for the lack of my education! I was the only one from my faith. Now I have to admit, that professor didn't say anything directly negative toward me while in class (as far as I can recall ; it's been more than 13 years since that class). But why only me getting an "I" from the entire class?! Because even if he counted the other grades and ignored the final project, I still wouldn't have failed). But what else could be the reason?! Maybe I didn't pay enough attention to his daughter (joking here! I don't even know if he had one)?!

Now some context of the grading: 99.99 percent of the students gets a grade like A, B, C, D, or F. But the ones that gets an "I" for incomplete it turns into an "I F". Means Incomplete Failure. When you finish your curriculum, you get your transcript, and when you Complete the entire degree requirement, you get your diploma and get to Graduate! That "I" and then "I F" would probably have denied me my Diploma! What good does a transcript do in job interviews without the physical diploma?!

(source) (story by bebgaltiger18)

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Never Too Old Chapter 1 (Biadore) - China

AN: I tried to submit this the first time but I totally forgot to put the tags. So I hope I’m doing this right. This fanfic is gonna be using their real names. I hope you guys like it.

November 29, 2016, 7:00 AM

For most of Bianca’s life she was used to being alone. She was even told that she was getting older and that it might be the time to find a partner and settle down. But she’s is too busy to be in a relationship, because she’s used to working almost every hour of every day. She did had Jason Daniels for years but that fell out harder than she thought, never saw him after the break up. She doesn’t blame him for walking away a few months ago, she never mentioned to anyone about their relationship and after being crowned America’s Next Drag Superstar, she’s been on the road and doing her shows almost every day, barely having time for Jason. After the failed relationship, she tried to power through everything and realized she doesn’t need to depend on anyone, she knows she works hard for herself and she usually does it alone. She occasionally has dates with herself from time to time and she enjoys that. Sometimes she doesn’t have to worry about much because she does have her dogs and Bianca admits she can die alone just as long as they’re with her. But thinking about Jason Daniels was too heavy for her and she may have been over with him fast but hearing or thinking about him still hurts.

When she decided to join RuPaul’s Drag Race, it was something she wasn’t so confident about first. She still stands by what she said during the reunion, she thought it wasn’t for seasoned queens like her. Since everyone is young and talented, she was thinking to herself “Why would I bother?” Then again, the money did motivate her to do it. But her life turned completely different after that. She wasn’t alone anymore, it was unwanted sometimes but it feels nice to have people visit her in her apartment or go around the world and do her known stand-up comedy shows. Even after the break-up with Jason and trying to be more independent, there will always be someone who would want her company or be Bianca’s company. She does get tired from it, but she knows she has to suck it up because she can’t help but admit that she enjoys the company of the new friends she made throughout the years.  Adore and Courtney are her frequent visitors. She’s surprised they still wanted to hang out with her after Drag Race. Because since they’re young and they go to parties a lot and that’s not usually in Bianca’s world. But they have been like her best friends ever since they were Top 3.

Her life before was just Roy by day and Bianca by night. But now it’s like she’s Bianca every time. She loves it, but she definitely loves going home to be Roy again. Even if it’s just with her dogs only, she enjoys it. The life of Roy Haylock and Bianca del Rio are very different, Roy did quit his job as a costume designer but he still makes costumes for fun. He also chose to stay in New York instead of moving back to New Orleans. He does visit every once and a while to see his mother. But there was something about New York that made him want to stay there and see where his life was going to bring him to. Despite of being a 41 year old man, still doing drag, it didn’t stop him. He still had the energy to work on booking his shows in the morning and perform at night until the sun was rising for the next day. It seemed like a routine for him and it seems that his life is defined by this and it’s already taking a toll on him; he needs to take a break.

Today, he wants to wake up as Roy. He decided to ask a month off from everything so he can relax for a change. Roy Haylock was a different person from Bianca, the quick and snarky comments were still there but he knows that it’s different when he’s being Bianca del Rio.

His one month break starts today until the first week of January of 2017. Roy rubbed the sleep from his eyes and gave a small stretch. He woke up to the usual buzzing sounds of New York, but he didn’t mind, he was used to it. He looks at his alarm clock, 7:00 am.

"God damn, when can I ever sleep in?“ He mumbles to himself. He placed his feet on the ground and shook off the rest of the sleep from his body. He walked to his kitchen and picked up his favorite mug from his cup board and decided to make himself one cup. His dogs, Sam and Dede were running around next to him energetically, waiting to be fed. Roy smiled down on the both of them, he placed his coffee mug down and went to feed the two pups. He went back to his kitchen after making sure the two dogs have food and water, he started placing water and coffee in his coffee maker and turned it on. He remembered to check on his phone because maybe someone that isn’t from work might text him, but he wasn’t really expecting much since everyone knew he was taking a break. He sees around 14 missed calls from Shane and Danny, he squints and tells himself he doesn’t want to know what’s up but then again, with his caring instincts he got worried something bad happened. He checked his call logs and he got more calls from Shane but he got more texts from Danny. The times they contacted him were just last night, Roy remembered he passed out at 9pm so it explains why he hasn’t picked up. He decided to read Danny’s messages first.

Danny: [9:38 PM] hey?? Where are you? We’re like in NYC right now

Danny: [11:04 PM] ROOOOOYYYY

Danny: [2:39 AM] I can’t believe you fell asleep by 9pm, you’re such a grandpa!

Danny: [6:28 AM] if you’re not gonna reply I’m gonna barge in your apartment

Roy chuckled to himself when he was reading Danny’s message, he always found Danny adorable and still childish, but he didn’t mind.

To Roy, Danny was something special, different in a good way if he wants to call it. Danny was not part of his world but he can’t explain how much he feels for the younger man. At first Roy would just try to think it’s like motherly love or like they’re sisters, and Roy never thought of Danny in a romantic sense and he knew Danny didn’t see him that way as well.  Quite frankly, Danny was reckless and very disorganized and those are the two things Roy has a hard time tolerating with. But when it’s Danny, he just can’t seem to get angry at him for it. The best he can do is reprimand the younger man and he would just get over it. Roy knew that there might be something more from Danny than family love. It was on Danny’s birthday that him and Jason broke up; asking Roy to choose to stay with him or go to Danny’s party and Roy chose Danny in a heartbeat.

Roy remembers the way Jason looked at him when Roy made his choice and him walking away for good. It was obvious he didn’t blame Danny for it, Roy knows it was his choice. Willam and D.J. were really good friends of Roy and they knew about the break up. D.J. was just asking Roy if he was okay and if he needed anything but Willam on the other hand, asked him if there was something more about the break up because he just had to be in a situation where he was stuck between choosing his boyfriend over Danny. Willam is known to be very informal and reckless but what people don’t know is that he is smart and a very keen observer. Roy and all their friends know you can’t hide anything from Willam because he can read you without even saying a word to him. He remembered the words from Willam that got him thinking for a while, “Maybe what you feel for Danny is much more than what you think. Who knows maybe you really do have feelings for him and you’re just not recognizing it.”

He checked the time of the last message Danny sent and his eyes when wide when it was sent at 6:28 am. That was almost thirty minutes ago. Roy decided to reply but he heard a buzz on his door.

"Oh fuck me.” He dropped his phone on the counter and headed to the door. He peeped in and saw Danny’s face smiling like he knew Roy was looking. Roy gave a face and unlocked his door. "What the hell are you doing here, bitch?“ He said slightly annoyed while opening the door for Danny.

"Well you weren’t replying to my texts and I really missed you!” Danny said in his usual tone and skipped inside to hug Roy. Danny was wearing his usual thick rimmed glasses and baggy jeans but he smelled of cigarettes and alcohol. Roy pushed him back immediately. But when he took a good look at Danny, he noticed he’s wearing the Bianca del Rio tank top he gave to Danny a year ago. Roy felt his lips curve into a small smile and felt a faint warm feeling on his cheeks. He looked back up to Danny, but his smile faded when he smelled Danny again.

"Where the hell have you been? You reek.“ He said closing the door behind them, He took Danny’s jacket and hung it behind his door. “And I can’t believe you still have that shirt. You wore it like all the time. Even during All Stars 2.”

Danny paused a bit and smiled to himself. Hearing the words All Stars 2 was a very painful thing to remember, he shrugged off the memory and glanced up at Roy again and gave him a weak smile. “I don’t think I can get by everyday if I don’t have this shirt with me.” He smiled at Roy. He saw Roy’s face warm up to a smile and it made Danny even happier. He was already forgetting about All Stars 2. "And if you’re wondering why I smell, it’s because me and Shane decided to check out of the clubs and bars around New York City, since you’re such a grandpa and slept early.” He chuckled. Danny glanced at his phone and scrolled through his inbox.

“Okay you guys we’re out, but where’s Shane right now? He’s not with you.” Roy replied going back to the coffee waiting for him on his kitchen counter.

“Honestly I’m not sure if Shane is in our hotel room or at some random guy’s house ‘cause I’m pretty sure he scored last night.” Danny laughed, he gave a good look at Roy and smiled at him. “You look really good, Roy. Like I can totally sense the sexy sugar daddy vibes from you."

Roy turned his back on Danny and gave him a dead stare. He shook his head and gave a lazy chuckle. "There ain’t no way I’m a sugar daddy, Danny. I’m too poor for that.”

"Too poor? Bitch you won $100,000 dollars years ago and been touring around the world and you think you’re too poor? Hell I would have asked you to be my sugar daddy if I wanted to.“ Danny said and he was chuckling in between.

"You’re crazy.” Roy said while smiling. He gestured to his living room and went to open the blinds. “Well, make yourself at home. I’m making coffee, you want a cup as well?” Danny fell on his kitchen counter and gave a lazy nod.

"Yes please. I’ve been dying for coffee since I left home.“ Danny said, his face flat on the cold surface. Roy smiled at him again and went to get a mug for Danny. Danny watched Roy in his natural habitat. Yes, he’s been at Roy’s apartment for a while but every time it amuses Danny. He loves the way Roy walks, the way his dimples show every time he moves his mouth. Then he starts to think about his lips, they aren’t the usual sexy lips every drag queen has but to Danny, Roy’s was different. It looked soft and the way it forms a smile made Danny a bit giddy. His mind drifted off to Roy’s lips and started wondering what it felt like to kiss him. Danny has always wanted to kiss Roy, he has kissed Shane and Jay but it was Roy’s that he was more interested in.

There was something about Roy that Danny could always notice, but it was something he couldn’t put into words. Danny is not a person of words, he was more on emotions and actions and that’s his best way of expressing himself. Danny wasn’t sure about how he felt for Roy, but there are a lot of things that Roy does that just seems so out of this world for Danny. As Bianca del Rio, she was scary with her words and everyone from the season were usually scared with what she has to say about anyone. As Adore, she didn’t want to work with Bianca at first because she thought they couldn’t be in the same level. But once Bianca turns back into Roy, everything changes and that took Danny by surprise. Roy was sweet, helpful and without the heavy makeup, he was a very handsome fellow. Danny thinks its Roy’s deep dimples that gives it away, his teeth radiate a smile that makes everyone just stare at him.

Roy started waving his hand in front of Danny.  "Danny? Hellooo?"

Danny sprung back to reality and giggled at himself. "Oh my god I’m sorry. I’m so drained right now.” He lied. He was too busy thinking of Roy, the truth made him smile at himself. Roy gave a smirk and handed Danny his coffee; Danny gently grabbed the mug from Roy and took a small sip. “You know, you make good dresses and all but damn, you make good coffee.” he exhaled.

Roy chuckled and sat down in front of Danny. "Well thank my cousin, he usually sends me his packs of grounded coffee from New Orleans."  He stirred his coffee and took a sip. He looked at Danny, who was enjoying the coffee. Roy usually catches Danny smiling to himself and that always makes Roy happy. He knows that Adore is a happy person and that she’s out going and alive. But when Danny is Danny, he has a small shell that he cramps himself in and stays there. He’s usually not happy with himself or he always feels like he isn’t enough. These are the sides of Danny that he’s told Roy and Shane about. So seeing him smile as Danny, makes Roy very relieved.

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Their morning chat went on for hours and eventually they both agreed to go on with their own thing while waiting for Shane to show up. It was already 1:00 pm and Shane still hasn’t contacted them. They were sitting by the couch, Danny was on his laptop and Roy decided to water his plants. Roy looked over at Danny who was fiddling with his laptop and it made Roy smile. Danny hasn’t been in the best condition for the past few months because of what happened during All Stars Season 2. Danny was really devastated and he locked himself up after that. It was a vivid memory for Roy, because Danny ran to him when he got out of the show. It was almost Danny’s birthday too and Roy tried his best to be there for him. It was something he couldn’t take lightly because he knows how much Danny wanted to compete in All Stars and in the end he decided to just leave and Roy knew there was a deeper reason to that. Roy did help him out before he left to compete, he chose a dress for Danny to wear and bombarded him with warnings and advices. Roy was slightly disappointed that Michelle Visage didn’t like the dress he chose for Adore to use, but being mature, he didn’t say a word. When Danny was crying about it to Roy, Roy just smiled at Danny and just told him that things happen for a reason and that you can’t always have it easy in life.

When Roy started spraying water over his plants by the window of his living room, he stared out to the window and contemplated. His life wasn’t like this before, no Danny, no Shane, just himself. He was so used to being independent and that was the basis of this big wall he’s built around himself. After Drag Race, Danny and Shane just demolished that wall and intruded Roy’s life. As much as Roy hate to admit but he didn’t mind the broken down wall these two young people have done. It was very uninviting but he had no complaints. Shane was usually the one asking Roy to go out to clubs and do something adventurous, something that Roy hasn’t done in a while. They have toured to different countries and across America and Shane usually is inviting Roy and Danny to do something crazy with him. Danny on the other hand, he was the youngest among the three, so he would usually just ask them to go out at one in the morning to drink or buy pizza. Danny is usually the one drinking from them so he would always end up at Roy’s apartment passed out on his couch or on Roy’s bed.

But clearly out of the three, it was Danny and Roy that had the most tension. The two had a connection and that they deny that it’s there. Shane can see it, and he knows that Danny has a crush on Roy but he has no idea what Roy thinks about it. Shane is very optimistic and he knows that he can get something out of Roy. Despite of just getting out of the relationship with Jason, Roy has been sensing this lingering feeling towards Danny. He knows he never declared anything with him, or did he tell anyone. Roy was basically at a blank with what he feels towards Danny, all that he knows is he loves Danny’s company. He loved talking to him, sharing weird and exciting moments and eating pizza together. He wanted Danny to be there even if he still wasn’t used to it. At this point, all that Roy wants is that Danny is okay, despite of anything, Danny should be okay or Roy won’t be.

Roy glanced over the younger man, still on his laptop and playing with his dark brown hair. Roy smiled to himself and sprayed the last plant in the room.

"You think Shane is dead?” Roy said heading to the kitchen sink to spill the water from the watering can.

"I highly doubt it.“ Danny replied, his eyes still fixated on his laptop. He glanced at Roy who was at the kitchen and bit his lower lip. He immediately returned to his laptop when he saw Roy turnaround.

"Maybe he got too drunk and flew back to Australia.” Roy cackled after making a fake Australian accent. Danny laughed hard and almost dropped his laptop.

"You bitch!“ They were both laughing and it kind of hit Danny. "Okay maybe I should call him. It’s been hours already.” He murmured to himself. Roy walked over to Danny and sat next to him.

Danny dialed Shane’s number, the phone was ringing but Shane wasn’t picking up. Danny got impatient and put down the phone. He glanced over at Roy who was already staring at him. He locked his sight with the deep chocolate eyes of Roy’s, his mouth went dry and his breathing felt short. Roy had beautiful eyes and Danny always gets lost when he looks straight at them like it had a spell. A part of him was already thinking that he’s been staring at Roy for a while now, but Roy hasn’t said anything yet. Danny panicked a little and it didn’t help because he didn’t know what to do or say, he just kept looking at Roy.

Seconds after the door buzzed, Roy had to stop the staring contest and got up from the couch to open the door. Danny plopped his back to the couch and released a sigh of relief.

“What was that all about?” Danny thought to himself. He started fiddling with his finger nails remembering the way Roy was looking at him. He glanced over at Roy trying to unlock his front door.

"Well look who decided to rise from the dead.“ He said while opening the door to Shane. Shane smelled really nice, like he was in the spa. He gave Roy a big hug and welcomed himself in.

"Well I know both of you are wondering where I was the whole morning.” The Aussie said to his friends while sitting down next to Danny.

"You took a bath in a random guy’s bathroom?“ Danny guessed.

"No.” Shane replied.

"You found yourself in Gia’s closet. Cause most of her clothes smell like you right now.“ Roy sarcastically replied. Danny gave a loud laugh and Shane just smiled and brushed it off.

"No, Roy.” He sat up straight and looked at the both of them. “I was at Dan’s house."

"My house?” Danny said looking confused.

Shane laughed and shook his head. “No, silly. Dan Donigan."

The two friends looked at each other in confusion. "Who?” They both said.

Shane threw his head back on the couch and groaned. “You really don’t know his name? I was with Milk this morning."

Roy and Danny gave the face and looked back at Shane. "Why were you with Milk?” Danny asked putting his laptop down.

"Well, I did sleep with a guy last night. But there was no sex involved, surprisingly. He actually passed out when we got to his apartment so I decided to just sleep there since I had no idea where I was. Then I left the apartment at 7:00 AM because I know Danny was heading to Roy’s at that time. Then at the sidewalks by Madison Square, I bumped into Dan and he invited me for breakfast.“

"Why would a guy bring you to his apartment and pass out?” Roy answered. He wasn’t so interested in Milk but he did find him a nice person. Just not good enough to be an exciting topic.

"Well I was pretty happy I did go there because I had a great time with Dan.“ Shane said. He gave Danny a look and Danny kind of got a hint.

"Oh my god, you slept with Milk this morning.” Danny said out loud. Roy paused for a moment and looked at Shane.

"Are you serious? You didn’t get laid last night so you lashed out on Milk?“

"I never lashed out. He was actually very charming. And I’ve always found him attractive since we first met.” Shane said feeling giddy about it. Danny smiled and gently pushed Shane.

"Wow, Bitch. You did get some. And not just with anyone but with Milk.“

"Yeah, I heard a lot of people wanted to tap his ass.” Roy said sitting down on the couch next to Danny.

Shane went to his phone and started smiling again. “Well there will be a second date actually."

Roy gave another unamused face and Danny was just the usual supportive friend. The three started to chat until they decided to head out for a late afternoon snack. Roy told his friends about his one month break and it made them very excited because they’ve been wanting to do something for a while already. Danny had an idea on what to do for the whole month, but he decided to tell them his plan when they go out later. So Roy is going to be seeing a lot of them for the next days. Knowing Danny, he was more than happy to spend time with Roy.

[coldflashevents]

Winter Gift Exchange Sign Ups Are Now Open

You can sign up here!!!!

What is the Winter Gift Exchange?

This is a fiction/art exchange, similar in the regards its basically a secret Santa, we just tried to give it a cooler name. You’ll essentially be trading prompts with other Coldflash fans. You’ll provide prompts that your gift giver will either create a fic or art based on the prompt they like best. In return, you will also be assigned another’s and you will create something for them in return.

Please keep in mind when signing up, that if you drop out you may be leaving someone without a winter gift! So be mindful when signing up for this gift exchange.

Basic Rules:

Please keep in mind, check in’s are mandatory, if you fail to check in at all, you will be dropped from from this exchange.

Works can not be posted before posting date. Any works posted early will not be accepted.

Any rating is acceptable.

You must tag appropriately.

Minimum of only 1,500 words and there is no maximum amount.

Okay, I’ve signed up, now what?

Now you wait until signups close and assignments are sent out. If we have any problem with your sign up, you will be contacted before assignments are given out, so that we have clarification.

I know this is supposed to be a Coldflash Event, but I’m a big multi shipper, can I send in prompts for OT3’s?

We’ve given this a lot of thought, and decided that if you’d like to, you may but keep in mind that may limit us on matching you with another. depending on how many are willing to write OT3s, instead of just Coldflash.

Artists:

Artists can submit illustrations, comics, photomanips, fan videos, fanmixes, gifs, graphics, or any other art medium that can be digitally shared.

With fanvidoes, they must be a minimum of at least 1 minute 20 seconds long.

Fanmixes minimum of ten tracks.

And with gifsets, they must be a minimum of five gifs.

If you any other questions involving types of art or art requirements contact, please either send us a message using the messaging system, or drop an ask in our inbox.

Do we have to fill out the five prompts when we are signing up?

No, you are only required to fill out two prompts when signing up for the exchange, but the more you fill out the more options your giving your prompter.

You’ll be receive anywhere between two and five prompts, this does not mean you have to fill out every prompt you get, you only have to fill out ONE prompt. You only have to fill out the prompt that you like best. But, if you’d like too, you are more than welcomed to fill out more than one prompt, though it isn’t expected of anyone to do so.

When filling out prompts we ask that you be specific enough that it’s clear to your creator what you’re asking for, but also bare in mind you want to be open enough that your creator has freedom to create something awesome for you.

Do(es) my prompt(s) have to be holiday themed? Absolutely not. Your prompts can be whatever you wish them to be.

If you do plan to do nsfw content, please make sure you tag it appropriately.

Please don’t let anyone know who you’ve been assigned, as this is a secret gift exchange and don’t want any spoilers until the big reveal.

What happens if I get my prompts but don’t like any of the ones I’ve received?

We’re aware that some times this may happen, and we’re going to do our level best to make sure it doesn’t, but if this is the case, we ask that you keep in mind this is a gift for someone and that you find a way to fill your required one.

Pinch Hitters: We understand that sometimes things pop up and life gets in the way and you won’t be able to finish your creation. We ask that if you know ahead of time, you won’t be able to finish, PLEASE contact us immediately, so we can give our pinch hitters more time to work on their unexpected creations.

We’re also aware that sometimes people will drop out with no explanation given, which is why at final check ins, we’ll know if we need to reassign creations to pinch hitters.

IF YOU ARE GOING TO DROP OUT, PLEASE TRY AND GIVE US A HEADS UP SO THAT WE CAN REASSIGN AND GIVE OUT PINCH HITTERS AS MUCH TIME AS WE POSSIBLY CAN.

Posting: This will be addressed some time November, so until then don’t worry about how you should be posting. But please remember to not post until the end.

As of right now these are the dates for this winter exchange, but please keep in mind some dates may be subject to change, though we will give as much warning as we possibly can if dates do change. So as of right now, this is our tentative schedule outline:

Signups will open on July 31 and will be closing September 4, 11:59 US/Canada East Coast Time.

Assignments will go out on September 7.

The first mandatory check in will be on September 30.

The second mandatory check in will be on October 23.

The final mandatory check in will be on November 15.

The Pinch Hitters will be contacted and given assignments on November 18.

All works are due by December 8.

Posting will be done on December 9.

Please keep in mind, check in’s are mandatory, if you fail to check in at all, you will be dropped from from this exchange.

If you have any questions at all, either drop your question in the inbox or send us a message, we’ll try and get back to you as soon as we possibly can.

[eeee-lye]

Does anyone Tumblr via the app for iPhone or iPad?

Because I want to know: if you’re without WiFi for whatever reason (because you went for the largest possible harddrive space over the sim card option and took your new, shiny accessibility aid with you to the pain psychiatrist) and someone submits or asks during that time, so you don’t get a notification pop up on your main screen, how are you supposed to know that you’ve gotten inbox activity without purposefully clicking on your blogs and then clicking on the inbox for that specific blog to check?

I know that the app is as broken as all hell and I’m a newbie discovering this brokenness for myself. I already had to learn how to clear my cache this morning just to get my dashboard to refresh, so the app is already failing in incredibly basic functionality. But the speech to text on my iPad actually works to an acceptable degree (it’s not perfect, but I can dictate much better than the one-single-correct-sentence-every-half-an-hour I was doing with Windows or Dragon Naturally Speaking, to the extent of actually having a text conversation without typing or having a meltdown and throwing something at the wall) so it’s a horror I’m going to have to tolerate.

(The TBlog port on my Windows Phone is a much better way of using Tumblr, and it doesn’t show the many, many advertisements I forgot about because XKit is fabulous. Oh, man. I forgot Tumblr had so many advertisements.)

I guess I just want to know if there’s a settings change I can make to fix this so I can see when someone has added to my inbox once I come back home or use my phone as a hotspot, or if this is one of many known flaws on a very poorly designed app because Tumblr is Tumblr.

[arthuriangodel]

HEY THERE.

Ha, I’m really not good with these type of things—that’s no slight to you, but I’m a bit out of my element when it comes to surprises. I guess it helps keep our minds off the cold and keeps most of the student body from complaining too much about crowding into Ramshackle.

This is a nice assignment, though. I’m not one of your students, so we’ve only really spoken in passing. You do pretty necessary work, considering some of the student body. I don’t want to speak ill of my peers, especially not to a teacher, but I sometimes start questioning how people will survive once they’re no longer enrolled. It’s a shame the life skills courses tend to be neglected… although I guess I’m not any better, since I haven’t had the need to take any.

I am curious about something, though. I have relatives who are very big into Spelldrive, and I think I’ve heard through the grapevine you used to play? I help out when the inter-dorm tournament comes around, although I can’t say I’m really suited for it. I have fun when we’re trying to do pick-up games in my dorm, though, but I’m not a competitive person so I tend to get left behind. Any tips for this year’s, haha?

Sorry for rambling. I haven’t written a letter in a long time, actually. People do like the handwritten effort, though I’m sorry in advance for making you read my chicken scratch. It’s not pretty, but at least I’ve gotten pretty fast at taking notes.

I hope your day is as well as it can be in the winter time.

SIGNED,

???

Why, hello there, little sprout :)

I surely hope you are faring well; it'd be a bit concerning if you were not. I understand your sentiment with this event, however. I was rather surprised when Crowley told some of us faculty to join in. I decided to join in this exchange in earnest because it is a nice opportunity to meet some new sproutlings like you, pen pal! The day has been faring well, for the conditions it is.

It seems you understand my sentiments, my dear. The first year I've been here, I almost had to do a double take on why a person would not clean off their dishes, only to realize that someone else has been gathering way too much blot for what should be considered a parlor trick in glamour magic. My little class may not be the most exciting for everyone, but there is much to be learned, whether one thinks that they may or may not need it. Your penmanship, for example, leaves a lot of to be desired, yes, but I see potential in you yet. For one, it is legible. And for taking notes, it's very effective as is. Calligraphy talents would come soon enough.

Also, yes! I have used to be in Spelldrive as a striker for NRU, those were the glory days. Back then, I went by the title "Spellthorn" as I had a youthful appearance in my youth, but my striking abilities were exemplary. However, things happened and now I don't really participate in Spelldrive tournaments, though I make it a habit to always watch the games live or on TV, whichever is easier. I can't exactly say what this year will hold, but a universal tip that always seemed to be overlooked is to always stretch your legs before flying and to develop your core muscles if you work out outside of flight class. This will make sure you can stay on the broom for longer, especially when you do those hard corkscrews. If you're not as athletic, then stretching and minding your posture will help wonders for flying in general. After all, the person needs as much maintenance as the broom does. I would ask which dorm you are from to see your Spelldrive practices, but that would be revealing the surprise too early, and surprise letters like this should be cherished.

Ah, it seems I have also rambled quite a bit and in my teacher voice nonetheless, do forgive me. Hopefully I didn't bore you with this letter. I look forward to writing more letters with you, and if you have any more questions or wish to confide in something, don't hesitate to ask!

As for you, how about you tell me more about yourself? Anything holiday traditions that you enjoy?

Your wonderous professor,

Godel

[taleshalance4]

Five Great Collection Letter Templates For Your Law Firm

When sending collection letters, it’s always important to have a variety of letters on hand for the different stages of the process. With each notification, it’s important to convey the right balance of courtesy and urgency that befits the situation. After all, it would be off-putting for the client to receive a “demand for immediate payment” with their very first bill. At the same time, keeping a friendly, upbeat tone with the sixth notice would fail to convey how serious the matter has become.

Here are some collection letters to keep on hand. These will take you through every phase of the collection process, from the first invoice to receipt of payment.

First reminder: Payment due

As soon as the client matter is closed and the charges are assessed the client should receive the invoice right away.

At this phase, use friendly language and personal touches such as the name of the client in the greeting. At the same time, keep the overall message brief, straightforward, and provide specifics when possible. Instead of saying, “Payment is due in 21 days,” a specific due date is much stronger.

Subject line: Invoice No. 1234 from Downtown Law Firm

Dear [client name],

Thank you for giving us the opportunity to provide you with our legal services and expertise.

We have prepared your invoice; therefore, payment is due [30 days from date of invoice]. Follow the link below to review your invoice and make a credit card payment through the secure payment portal. If you have any questions related to the invoice, please don’t hesitate to call or email our office and we’ll be happy to help.

Thank you for your prompt payment. We look forward to serving you in the future.

Second reminder: Payment due

When it comes to accounts receivable, more reminders are always better. Because people lose track of emails, a single notice may not suffice. Luckily, email costs nothing to send, so send the extra notification. Seven days before the payment is due, send a reminder along with another that arrives on the due date itself.

Subject line: Follow-up No. 1234 from Downtown Law Firm

Dear [client name],

Thank you for giving us the opportunity to provide you with our legal services and expertise. We’re sending this as a friendly reminder that payment is due [Month, date, year], which is [in one week].

To review your invoice and pay the bill, please follow the link below. There, you can follow a secure and encrypted payment portal so you can pay by credit card 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.

Please call or email our office if you have any questions. We appreciate your prompt payment and look forward to serving you in the future.

Third reminder: Payment is overdue

If the due date comes and goes without payment, it can be difficult to ask for the money. But sending reminders is key to getting paid.

Once the account is seven days past due, make contact by phone before sending another past-due notice. This is an opportunity to inquire whether the invoices have been received and to get a verbal commitment from the client for the next step. If it’s appropriate, you can set up a payment plan with them. Before the call ends, inform them that they can expect an additional notice and send it immediately after hanging up. This will give them access to the payment portal and invoice while the matter is fresh in their minds. At this point, you’ll want to raise the level of urgency in the language. 

Subject line: Payment Needed: Invoice No. 1234 for Downtown Law Firm

Dear [client name],

Our records show a balance of $X,XXX for invoice No. 1234, which was due on [date] and is now X days late. We would appreciate it if you would inquire about the status of this payment and make sure we receive it as soon as possible.

Please review your invoice, which is provided through this link and make a credit card payment. Otherwise, please contact our office this week to let us know the status of this payment.

Fourth reminder: Final notice email

Once the account reaches 45 days past due, it’s time to make the language of the email more urgent. Keep the language courteous but convey to the client that if payment doesn’t arrive by a certain date, a specific action will be taken.

Along with sending these notices, attempt contact with another individual in the organization with a phone call, mailed letter, and email. For emphasis and clarity, use bold text on the invoice number, amount, and due date.

Subject line: Final Notice: Invoice No. 1234 for Downtown Law Firm

Dear [client name],

This is another reminder our law firm has yet to receive the $X,XXX on invoice No. 1234.

Please be aware that if payment does not arrive by [date of 60 days past due], legal action may be taken to enforce your obligation to pay.

To avoid legal proceedings, please pay the full amount promptly. Use the provided link to review your invoice and submit a credit card payment today. Contact our office immediately and advise us on the status of your payment.

Final communication: Payment received

When your clients make a credit card payment, send a brief email. This assures them the payment was received while making a great impression.

Subject line: Thank You for Your Payment to Downtown Law Firm

Dear [client name],

We received your payment of $X,XXX on invoice No. 1234, which was credited to your account on [date].

Thank you for entrusting us to provide you with our legal services. We look forward to serving you in the future.

The key to getting paid is sending notices and reminders frequently. It may seem like overkill, especially if you’re accustomed to the cadence of mailed notices but given the volume of emails that land in someone’s inbox every day, an emailed notice can be easily overlooked or forgotten. Sending repeated emails keeps payment in front of your client and your firm in front of your cash flow.

To learn more about payment acceptance and collections best practices, visit clientpay.com/law-technology-today.

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Five Great Collection Letter Templates For Your Law Firm

When sending collection letters, it’s always important to have a variety of letters on hand for the different stages of the process. With each notification, it’s important to convey the right balance of courtesy and urgency that befits the situation. After all, it would be off-putting for the client to receive a “demand for immediate payment” with their very first bill. At the same time, keeping a friendly, upbeat tone with the sixth notice would fail to convey how serious the matter has become.

Here are some collection letters to keep on hand. These will take you through every phase of the collection process, from the first invoice to receipt of payment.

First reminder: Payment due

As soon as the client matter is closed and the charges are assessed the client should receive the invoice right away.

At this phase, use friendly language and personal touches such as the name of the client in the greeting. At the same time, keep the overall message brief, straightforward, and provide specifics when possible. Instead of saying, “Payment is due in 21 days,” a specific due date is much stronger.

Subject line: Invoice No. 1234 from Downtown Law Firm

Dear [client name],

Thank you for giving us the opportunity to provide you with our legal services and expertise.

We have prepared your invoice; therefore, payment is due [30 days from date of invoice]. Follow the link below to review your invoice and make a credit card payment through the secure payment portal. If you have any questions related to the invoice, please don’t hesitate to call or email our office and we’ll be happy to help.

Thank you for your prompt payment. We look forward to serving you in the future.

Second reminder: Payment due

When it comes to accounts receivable, more reminders are always better. Because people lose track of emails, a single notice may not suffice. Luckily, email costs nothing to send, so send the extra notification. Seven days before the payment is due, send a reminder along with another that arrives on the due date itself. 

Subject line: Follow-up No. 1234 from Downtown Law Firm

Dear [client name],

Thank you for giving us the opportunity to provide you with our legal services and expertise. We’re sending this as a friendly reminder that payment is due [Month, date, year], which is [in one week].

To review your invoice and pay the bill, please follow the link below. There, you can follow a secure and encrypted payment portal so you can pay by credit card 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.

Please call or email our office if you have any questions. We appreciate your prompt payment and look forward to serving you in the future. 

Third reminder: Payment is overdue

If the due date comes and goes without payment, it can be difficult to ask for the money. But sending reminders is key to getting paid.

Once the account is seven days past due, make contact by phone before sending another past-due notice. This is an opportunity to inquire whether the invoices have been received and to get a verbal commitment from the client for the next step. If it’s appropriate, you can set up a payment plan with them. Before the call ends, inform them that they can expect an additional notice and send it immediately after hanging up. This will give them access to the payment portal and invoice while the matter is fresh in their minds. At this point, you’ll want to raise the level of urgency in the language. 

Subject line: Payment Needed: Invoice No. 1234 for Downtown Law Firm

Dear [client name],

Our records show a balance of $X,XXX for invoice No. 1234, which was due on [date] and is now X days late. We would appreciate it if you would inquire about the status of this payment and make sure we receive it as soon as possible.

Please review your invoice, which is provided through this link and make a credit card payment. Otherwise, please contact our office this week to let us know the status of this payment. 

Fourth reminder: Final notice email

Once the account reaches 45 days past due, it’s time to make the language of the email more urgent. Keep the language courteous but convey to the client that if payment doesn’t arrive by a certain date, a specific action will be taken.

Along with sending these notices, attempt contact with another individual in the organization with a phone call, mailed letter, and email. For emphasis and clarity, use bold text on the invoice number, amount, and due date.

Subject line: Final Notice: Invoice No. 1234 for Downtown Law Firm

Dear [client name],

This is another reminder our law firm has yet to receive the $X,XXX on invoice No. 1234.

Please be aware that if payment does not arrive by [date of 60 days past due], legal action may be taken to enforce your obligation to pay.

To avoid legal proceedings, please pay the full amount promptly. Use the provided link to review your invoice and submit a credit card payment today. Contact our office immediately and advise us on the status of your payment. 

Final communication: Payment received

When your clients make a credit card payment, send a brief email. This assures them the payment was received while making a great impression.

Subject line: Thank You for Your Payment to Downtown Law Firm

Dear [client name],

We received your payment of $X,XXX on invoice No. 1234, which was credited to your account on [date].

Thank you for entrusting us to provide you with our legal services. We look forward to serving you in the future.

The key to getting paid is sending notices and reminders frequently. It may seem like overkill, especially if you’re accustomed to the cadence of mailed notices but given the volume of emails that land in someone’s inbox every day, an emailed notice can be easily overlooked or forgotten. Sending repeated emails keeps payment in front of your client and your firm in front of your cash flow.

To learn more about payment acceptance and collections best practices, visit clientpay.com/law-technology-today.

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❛  excuse me, i think i’m lost.  ❜ still in his ceremonial robes, it was difficult to keep up with his group with everyone wearing the same outfit! not to mention that most of the hallways were crowded. it was with great shame that he had to stop & ask a mentor for help; but even greater that he'd already managed to lose the rest of diasomnia.

Ah yes, the coveted entrance ceremony, the place where all students arrived to find their temporary homes for the next four years of their life. But compared to last year's ceremony and the ceremony he had from the beginning, this is certainly an interesting change of events: a familiar going loose, a magicless student, and seeing some of the sprouts taking on housewarden and vice housewarden positions for the first time. If nothing else, Night Raven University is definitely anything but boring. Call him sentimental, but seeing the new sprouts enter every year is also a very touching moment as well. More talent to develop and aid, after all!

He sees one of the freshmen approach him. Sebek Zigvolt, he recalls from the mirror. Diasomnia. Well, normally he would lovingly tease the incoming freshmen in his class, but it's the first day. Not to mention he's not even in his class to begin with! And what sort of teacher would he be if he hadn't guided this sprout to his proper dorm?

"Where are you thinking of going?" he asks. "If it's to your dorms, your best bet would be to go to the mirror hall so you could access your mirrors there. I can provide some directions on where to go if that is the case." Of course, being an adult, he won't follow the freshman out, but hey, might as well make him look like a good example.