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The course will give you introduction of how an organization get started with SAFe® and offers guidance & tools to drive Lean-Agile transformation with confidence.
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skillbookacademy · 1 year
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Balancing Innovation and Cost Control: Strategies for IT Leaders
This paper explores the challenges and solutions for balancing innovation and cost control for IT leaders. Read more...
As businesses continue to evolve and grow, technology has become a key driver of their success. Technology advancements provide new opportunities to improve efficiency, productivity, and profitability. However, with new technology comes the need for innovation, which often comes with increased costs. IT leaders face the challenge of balancing innovation and cost control to ensure their…
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benevolentslut · 1 year
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shoutout to voruna for being the first frame whose agile animation set i like better than their noble one
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theadaptableeducator · 2 months
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Crafting Success: Integrating Woodworking into Business School Programs to Enhance Management Skills
In the ever-evolving landscape of business education, there is a growing recognition of the need to cultivate a diverse skill set among aspiring professionals. Traditional business school programs often focus on theoretical knowledge, quantitative analysis, and strategic planning. However, to truly prepare future leaders for the dynamic challenges of the corporate world, a holistic approach that…
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thecoachingdirectory · 7 months
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Do you need support and guidance to navigate the corporate landscape and realize your full potential? Robert Pellegriti has over 25 years of experience in leading and managing teams of all shapes and sizes in a variety of industries. His leadership career started with managing teams in large and well-established organizations, however, in recent years, he has had to set up teams, establish new ways of working, and manage smaller organizations through significant change. Reach out and connect with him today!
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sprintrecruiting · 1 year
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My response to "We don't need to overhaul our recruiting process"
“We don’t need to overhaul our recruiting process.” I hear this a lot when clients first reach out for a consultation. It makes me laugh to myself because I tend to wonder, if everything is good with your recruiting process, why are you calling me? I recently posted about the 4 Dysfunctions of Recruiting and the 5 Signs Your Recruiting Process is Broken, creating a lot of interest from…
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infoseminar · 2 years
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Jadwal Training Digital Transformation. Program Digital Transformation ini adalah titik awal bagi siapa saja yang terlibat dalam transformasi digital. Program ini akan menginspirasi Anda untuk memimpin dan mendukung Transformasi Digital. Program ini dirancang khusus untuk siapa saja yang terlibat dalam proyek transformasi digital yang tidak yakin harus mulai dari mana atau apa yang harus dilakukan selanjutnya. Program ini cocok untuk para profesional di semua tingkatan. Info Pelatihan Digital Transformation: https://www.informasi-seminar.com/digital-transformation/ Info seminar training lengkap: WA: 0851-0197-2488 Jadwal training lengkap: https://www.informasi-seminar.com #digital #digitaltransformation #technology #agilemindset #agilevalue #agileprinciples #kreatif #inovasi #bisnis #transformasi #leadership #agile #business #infoseminar #jadwaltraining #inspirasi #leader #customeranalytics #learning (di Green Sedayu Mall) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkAbwcxJr58/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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agilitypad123 · 10 months
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Agile Leader with SAFe® Advanced Scrum Master (SASM) Certification
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xatskee · 2 years
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#QuoteOfTheDay (20221010): "Cobalah fleksibel agar Anda bisa berubah dengan perubahan.” (Bruce Lee) Objectivity, Responsibility dan Open Mindedness adalah tiga dari Tujuh Keunggulan Pemimpin Rendah Hati-nya John C. Maxwell telah dijelaskan pekan lalu. Selanjutnya Flexibility adalah keunggulan yang dimiliki pemimpin tawadhu yang dengan gesit (agile) menyesuaikan diri segera setelah peringatan dini muncul. Mereka tidak ragu untuk meninggalkan cara, metode atau produk lawas untuk berubah dan meraih tujuan dengan lebih mantap. Fleksibel dalam bisnis dan pekerjaan adalah mubah/ boleh (bagian dari muamalah), asal tidak melanggar rambu-rambu syar’i. Nabi ﷺ bersabda, "Yang halal adalah apa yang dihalalkan Allah di dalam kitab-Nya, dan yang haram adalah apa yang diharamkan Allah di dalam kitab-Nya, dan apa yang Dia diamkan adalah sesuatu yang Dia maafkan." (Ibnu Majah: 3358). Semoga Allah memaafkan segala kekhilafan kita dan memberi hikmah untuk mampu memperbaiki (mengubah) yang salah. #Be #flexible #can #change #Flexibility #Agile #muamala #halal #Seven #Hallmarks #Humble #Leader #NoteToSelf Telegram Channel https://t.me/xQoTD https://www.instagram.com/p/CjgcB3mPd8m/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Navigating the IT Horizon: A Comprehensive Guide to Mastering Executive Decision Making for IT Leaders
Unlock the secrets of mastering executive decision-making for IT leaders! 🚀 Dive into strategic alignment, data-driven choices, and more. #ITLeadership #DecisionMaking #TechInnovation
In the high-stakes world of Information Technology (IT), where staying ahead of the curve is non-negotiable, dominating executive decision-making reigns supreme as the linchpin of effective leadership. IT leaders wield unparalleled influence in guiding their organizations through the labyrinth of technological progress and ever-shifting market terrains, underscoring the critical need for a…
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improbable-outset · 2 months
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📄 𝐈’𝐦 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫
Miguel O’Hara x Fem!Reader
𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.5k
𝐀𝐎𝟑 | 𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 | 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
𝐓𝐖 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐖: Angst, post-break up, Miguel’s heartbroken, he really shouldn’t be though, sexual frustration, innuendos, soreness from sex, male masturbation, sexual flashbacks MINORS DNI🔞
𝐀/𝐍: Hey, hope you didn’t forget about me🥹 it’s been a while. I saw this fan art of Miggy in the shower after I wrote this and thought it was pretty fitting
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: It’s been over a year since you split up, but unfortunately for Miguel, things are still taking a toll. Even after going your separate ways, you still have to see each other everyday and it was affecting his performance. Meanwhile, your dual life as a loyal lover and as Spider-Woman is putting a lingering strain on your new relationship. The ripple effect of your breakup is coming back to bite you in the ass in the most unexpected way possible.
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Things were already hard enough after you and Miguel broke things off. But having to be your boss while not allowing his heartbreak to get in the way of leading a group of Spider People, including yourself, was modifying.
He didn’t realise how much the aftermath affected him until his recruits had noticed his performance was lacking.
His combat skills were becoming sloppy making him prone to more injury. It was frustrating how much he was letting this get to his head— he couldn’t see what was right in front of him.
After the third trip to the Spider Medbay, it dawned on him that he had to accept things as they were now and move on. His job as a leader will be at risk otherwise.
Initially, he thought he was doing a decent job ignoring his pain. He was growing used to seeing you everyday without your affection, especially since he was accustomed to being alone before you got together.
But after the latest Spider meeting, Miguel was left with fresh salt on the wound.
As you sat down on your seat before he commenced the meeting, your face scrunched slightly from the ache between your legs.
An obvious sign that you’ve just been dicked down by your current flame recently. No one else in the board room had noticed but he definitely did.
And he hated himself for it.
If the situation were different, where you didn't feel any resentment towards him after he broke your heart, he wouldn’t pay any mind to it.
There was a time where he would’ve felt his ego soar after seeing you struggling to sit down like that — only because he knew it was him and his dick that was the cause of that. But now he was left with bitter pain and yearning.
Back then, he knew he could manhandle you if he wanted to. But he would never do anything that could affect your agility and performance as a crime fighter.
Albeit, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t fuck you good enough so you would get drunk from his dick and he got to witness your mind going numb.
But now he had lost that privilege. He couldn’t see your worn out face anymore after he made you come.
The mere notion of another man touching you like that, let alone seeing you in that state, was enough to send him spiraling. Not that he would let you be aware of that.
This new guy wasn’t even aware of your double life as Spiderwoman. He wouldn’t be as cautious and mindful when fucking you like Miguel would.
It was one of the convenient things in your relationship— why you were perfect for each other. Until it wasn’t. He had to force himself to continue like this wasn’t tearing him apart inside.
Eventually the meeting came to a conclusion and everyone made their way to the cafeteria for their lunch break. Miguel, on the other hand, headed back to his office in solitary.
Every muscle in his body felt heavy and it felt like extra labour just to walk back to his office. He didn’t catch you following behind until you called out his name.
“Miguel,” he turned to see you walk up towards him.
As foolish as it was, for a fleeting moment he thought you were going to comfort him; put your hands on his shoulders and give him a massage or peppered his face with kisses when everyone had left, just like you used to.
The fantasy vanished just as quickly as it came when you spoke your mind.
“I think my watch needs calibrating, it’s acting up,” you told him, gesturing to your watch. Of course.
You would only approach him when you need something from him. That was how it had been, he shouldn’t expect anything more.
“Alright pass it over, I’ll give you a day pass in the meantime,” he said as he fished out a day pass for you to wear.
You removed your watch from your hand and passed it to him before taking the wrist band and putting it on.
Once it was secure, you turned your heels to leave. He felt his adrenaline spike as he watched you and out of impulse, he opened his mouth to speak again.
“Hey um,” He started, making you turn back around to look at him. Your eyes bore onto his, something he thought he’d never witness again after you split up. Except this time, there wasn’t any warmth in your gaze as there used to be; instead, there was nothing but a void.
Shit
The room suddenly felt like it was getting hotter. Or maybe that was the heat rushing to his cheeks out of sheer discomfort.
Either way he felt like his inner thoughts were written all over his face and you could read him. You probably could sense something was wrong but you weren’t going to comment on it.
He wouldn’t blame you…
Now you had your full attention on him, even if it was only brief. He had to make sure he played his card right and tread through this carefully.
“How’s everything?” He asked meekly. He tried to keep his composure as controlled as he could, keeping a tight lid on his raw emotions.
“Fine.” The word came out so curt, it didn’t even feel like a proper response.
It hurt his pride knowing another man could make you sore like he can, just the way you like it. On top of that, he was treating you better and was making you happy. Something that he couldn’t do.
You deserved a partner who would be there for you, support you and nurture that mutual love. Not just someone who was good in bed.
Unfortunately he was so drawn into his train of thoughts about your man, his mouth moved faster than his mind before he could even stop himself, initiating a word vomit.
“Is he treating you well,”
Shit shit shit…
Why did he bring him up? Now he probably looked pathetic. He could see you drift your gaze away after he asked that. Obviously the topic was pretty sensitive.
“Mhmm” you hummed in approval. You were clearly not comfortable with sharing more. Judging by how you responded, you had moved on and healed from the pain he had caused you.
He shouldn’t shit on your new man; he never even met the guy (other than watching the surveillance footage of your dimension while monitoring the Multiverse like he always did)
So he had no valid reason to hate on him if everything was going well with you.
And he knew you weren’t going to willingly share about your current relationship. You were a private person and he always valued that while you were both still together.
But now it was working against his favour. Despite being fully aware that your personal life wasn’t any of his business anymore, he was still desperate to know everything.
There was a sense of antipathy that was growing in his heart towards your new life without him in it. No matter how much he would lie to himself and deny it was there, it only heightened as more time passed.
The silence that was shared between the two of you was making it hard to breathe. It felt like all the oxygen in the room wasn’t enough to fill his lungs with the tranquility he needed.
You should get going, don’t want to hold you back any longer than I already have.
Eventually, Miguel gave a subtle nod before shifting his attention to your watch in his hand. He wanted to end the premature conversation before he said something he will regret.
The last thing he heard was your footsteps getting quieter as you left his office, leaving him in his own thoughts.
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Miguel felt some of the tension leaving his body, like melted candle wax, as he took the first step into his apartment— his confinement safe space.
But despite being surrounded by the comfortable air in his home, his muscles were still aching. Today was more physically demanding than usual as he was on his feet all day, containing not just one but three anomalies, all in different dimensions.
Fatigue seeped into his bones. But it wasn’t just the physical tasks that drained him. His mind was constantly running with relentless questions, though there was one that struck him the most.
Could he manage to lead the Spider Society without being consumed by his emotional turmoil? More importantly, without being consumed by the reminders of his loss. Gabriella.
You.
It has been a year since you both split up and he’s still unable to break free from the haunting memories of his past. Thinking about your breakup was making him dizzy. The overhead lights in his apartment suddenly felt too bright and sickening.
“Lyla, could you dim the lights please?” He called out before he headed to the bathroom. The lights dimmed just as demanded.
“Lights are dimmed now, Miguel,” Lyla’s digital voice chirped. Miguel’s thoughts remained on you as he made his way towards the shower.
He couldn’t stop himself from recalling the last conversation you both just had back in HQ. It was brief but your reluctant body language was enough to speak volume.
Part of him wanted to know what was going through your head when he asked about your current relationship, even if it was just a slip up. But at the same time, after seeing the way your demeanor shifted when he asked, he would rather stay clueless about it.
He stepped into the shower and twisted the shower knob, adjusting the water to the right temperature. Steam was released into the air from the hot water, creating condensation on the cold tiles.
The hot spray from the shower ran over him as he allowed the water to rinse over his whole body. He sighed as he felt his muscles instantly unwind from the hot water but the warmth also seemed to amplify his solitude.
He rested one of his hands on the glass panel that was fogging up from the steam. The shower continued to spray over his back and his mind continued to wander.
As much as he tried to forget about today, he couldn’t stop thinking back to the Spider meeting from earlier and how you were struggling to sit without the obvious sourness between your legs. Seeing you in that state gave him erotic flashbacks that he didn’t want to recrystallise in his head, especially now.
Suddenly, a memory that he had tried so hard to bury deep in his core resurfaced in his head, blaring at him. The image of you bent over in his shower; your hands and your bare tits being pressed against the same glass panel he had his hands on right now, while he was thrusting you from behind.
He couldn’t shake off the memory no matter how hard he tried. The thoughts continued to run through his head and just like clockwork, he felt himself getting bricked up.
How pathetic. He let his unwanted memories get the best of him and now it was affecting the rest of his body.
His cock was twitching and he could feel the subtle throb of his pulse from the sensitive areas. His free hand reached to clasped around the length with his mind conflicted from his aching predicament.
As much as he knew how bad his situation was right now, he couldn’t stop himself from caving into his own desperation. Out of impulse, he started to stroke at a steady pace with that image of you stuck behind his eyelids.
This was wrong. So wrong. Thinking about you in such an elaborate manner while getting off to it, especially when he was aware that you wanted nothing to do with him anymore. After everything he put you through…
But his head wasn’t thinking about any reasoning or morals anymore. At least no one could see the state he was in right now.
The grip from his hands could never replicate the sensation of your walls clenching around him— along with your wetness that would coat his dick.
He was drawn back to those memories of you in his shower again. You always used to take him so well, especially from behind. He would nuzzle his face into your neck while fucking you relentlessly.
The bathroom would be filled with the sounds of your pretty moans over the spray of the water that would echo over the tiles in the shower.
Each thrust would push you further against the glass panel. Your hands and tits would always be imprinted on the surface by the end of it, and every time he would be reluctant to wipe it away.
He increased the pace of his strokes just from recalling that memory, with his eyes bored onto the panel. His heart was pulsated in his chest as he was losing himself in the bliss of his own fantasies.
The memory of your breakup was now forgotten as he was reliving these memories. It was almost tangible, he could almost hear you moaning out fragments of his name in his mind. But it was probably just his auditory hallucinations.
He longed to feel you again, hearing you say his name just like you used to. Feeling your touch again would scratch the irritable itch that had always lingered. Even if he knew he’d never have you again, he still dreamt about you.
His climax was crawling up to him painstakingly slow. He recalled those moments where you would touch yourself afterwards, just to feel how much he had stuffed you with his cum.
The memory, along with the built up anger and longing, was enough for him to unravel and his orgasm came crashing down on him— it was almost overwhelming.
The evidence of his guilt spilled over his knuckles before getting washed away by the spray of the shower. But it wasn’t enough to erase what he just did.
The post-nut clarity disappeared once he realised what he got himself into and how far he fell into the rabbit hole of his own desires. It felt like every object in the bathroom just witnessed his own sin.
He shut off the water and stepped out of the shower before he wrapped a towel around his waist. Water was dripping from his hair and fell over his bare shoulders and back, but he paid no attention to it.
Everything that had just happened a few moments ago was sinking into him, and although he scrubbed himself clean from his own cum, there was still the unsettling awareness of his own mishap weighing on his shoulders.
It was making his stomach twist with nausea. Shame quickly settled over him, like a cloud hovering over his head. It continued to follow him as he made his way to his bedroom.
Miguel grabbed a set of clean clothes from the dresser and got himself dressed for bed. Even with the unease that was lingering in his head, his routine still felt mechanical and familiar. Nothing else seemed to change.
Once he was dressed, he slipped under the cool covers of his bed, shutting out everything that had happened today.
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Part 2
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Now I’m gonna log off for two days bc I don’t want to see ppls immediate reaction to this 😟
Btw, I will be interacting with your fics and reblogging from my second account @lmaoyouwhore (don’t pree the blog too hard, it’s still under construction lol)
Ayrus xoxo
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n3ptun1cal · 3 months
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I MADE AN AU..
more info abt it down below!! :3 itz called reversal au... and you'll see why !!! (please credit if you draw/use this au for anything plsplspls... i worked rly hard)
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Lampert design was inspired by @lucid-daydreaming-art !!!!!!!! basicallyy this au is juzt kasper and lampert if the roles were reversed. as in, kasper doesnt get infected by a virus, but his best friend lampert gets brainwashed instead. he doesnt remember kasper at all and even replaced the lampshade with his face on it, after he got brainwashed. kasper has tried to draw his face back on, but lampert refuses by grabbing his hand and saying something about going to the front help desk for anything that he may need. (@deceasedabyss came up with the marker thing.. hi) i also wanna elaborate on what I meant by him almost getting killed and being taken in by the employees; theres not much about 3008 on the SCP wiki so im kinda grabbing at my own theories and headcanons here that I have about it. basically the IKEA employees of 3008 work as a mindhive, and i believe they have a central hub or leader at the start of it all, and I think they're constantly searching for ways to expand their army and grow bigger and smart enough to escape 3008 themselves, so they can lure more people in from the outside world and yada yada that whole thang. i dont want to reveal much, but lampert got caught hiding one day, as he hides so they dont recognize that he is alive, and almost got killed by them before the "leader" and therefore, the rest of the employees, saw lampert as a valuable asset to their "army" due to his agility and prop hunt ability, (the one where he can transfer himself into practically any object to hide..) they thought his abilities could be useful for getting people during the night time. so, they brainwashed him, and kasper didnt know that something was wrong until the following day, where he visited 3008 and lampert was obviously not his friend anymore. enjoy!!! PLEASE CREDIT ME IF YOU USE OR DRAW THIS AU AT ALL I WANNA SEE IT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
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neteyamslovrr · 1 year
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summary: after neteyam has to take training more seriously to be the future clan leader, he ignores y/n leaving her upset and angry at the sully boy.
1.5k words, fem!omaticaya reader
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You knew that Neteyam’s duties would eventually trump you, but you didn’t think it would happen oh so fast. It had been a month since Neteyam started properly training to become a warrior. A true member of the Omaticaya, and you felt his absence abruptly.
It wasn’t like he was gone often, but it meant the special moments he usually spent with you, were spent flying with his parents, learning to shoot and be an agile hunter both on foot and in the air.
You missed the moments where he would take you to his favourite trees and climb to the top, to sit and talk for hours. The moments where you both would go to the waterfalls to swim on a sweltering day. You missed the moments with him.
No one else felt it like you. You acted as if he had died and Lo’ak told you that bluntly. But they just didn’t understand, it wasn’t that you missed him, it felt as if he was ignoring you.
He told you he’d start training, and nothing would change, he’d still spend time with you. What a fucking liar.
Walking out to his favourite tree you felt the breeze against your face. The way it cooled down your body it also cooled down the anger you felt within your bones.
Because you were mad at him, and mad at the way you missed him because of something so dismal like not being able to hangout with you in the afternoon. You knew the reason you missed him so much was because you secretly craved him. You secretly hoped he thought of you more as a lover than a friend but he was beginning to treat you as nothing more and it ached.
It ached through your muscles, your organs, your bones, your body was sore with the pain Neteyam was creating in your heart with his absence.
Sitting on the top of the large tree you both usually sat on you felt the tears well in your eyes. You told yourself it was the harsh breeze making your eyes water but even you didn’t believe yourself. Closing your eyes, you laid on were a large branch connected to the trunk. It was peaceful up there. Listening to the sounds of Eywa’s creations made you feel calm.
Calm enough to let your emotions loose. The emotions you’d try to bottle into menial anger and pettiness, but the feelings were deep, they were gut wrenching. You cursed yourself for crying over him, but what were you to do. You loved this man, and he was off leaving you to love alone.
If Neteyam knew that you were crying over him he’d fall onto his knees and grasp onto you while he begged for forgiveness. He loved you so much, so so much.
He knew that his time spent away from you was hurting you especially when he had a specific conversation with Lo’ak only a week ago.
“Bro I literally am begging you to see Y/N.” He was confused when Lo’ak came into the tent grumbling and groaning about you.
“What do you mean?” Confusion painting his features.
“Bro she acts as if your dead, like your out training for a couple of hours and she goes all crazy. ‘Have you seen Neteyam, What’s Neteyam up to?, Is Neteyam doing alright? Neteyam Neteyam Neteyam blah blah blah.’ You have to hangout with her at some point before she hunts you down while your training.” He made little voices and hand movements while mimicking your queries about Neteyam.
He couldn’t deny the guilt he felt for ignoring you so much, but he also couldn’t help but blush at the way you were constantly thinking about him.
Reminiscing back on that conversation with Lo’ak, Neteyam made time today with his father’s permission to not train today to spend it all with you. Walking towards you’re tent he realised you weren’t there.
“Where’s Y/N?” He asked your mother who was sitting down busy making a herbal mix.
“She said she was going to the forest.” Neteyam thanked her and headed out to where he assumed you’d be. He hoped you’d be there.
He couldn’t deny he’d seen you less. He was just so busy, training, going on raids and still having to babysit his siblings he was so tired.
All he wished was to spend a day with you in his arms and forget about the burdens on his shoulders as you washed them away with your caring words.
Neteyam continued to go to his tree, he spotted a blue figure resting in the seat on the trunk and smiled to himself knowing it was you. Jumping from branch to branch with ease he began to climb, the noise startling you.
Noticing the noise, you looked down noticing Neteyam. Wait. Neteyam?!
He couldn’t see you like this. Your face snotty and tearstained, your eyes puffy and wet. For someone who’s been craving him for a month all you want now is to jump out of the tree headfirst and avoid him like the plague.
“Y/N! I found you.” He cheered but his smile dropped when you turned around to avoiding looking at him. “Y/N?” he called for you again now reaching the part of the tree where you sat.
“Shouldn’t you be training?” You didn’t mean for it to come out so mean but it did. Your voice was dripping in venom, but it still couldn’t hide the sniffles and you subtly wiping your eyes.
“Are you crying?”
“No”
“You’re a liar.” He chuckled but that word it flicked a switch in you. Liar. He was the fucking liar.
“You’re the liar Neteyam!” You turned to him revealing your tear-stricken face. His face seeped concern as you yelled at him with such raw undeniable emotion in your voice.
“I don’t understand.” He quietly said resting a hand on your damp cheek before you moved your face away from his touch.
“You’ve forgotten about me. You said- You said nothing would change! You’re a liar Neteyam! You told me that we would spend time together. You’ve forgotten about me and I’m just a friend to you Neteyam. A friend to talk to once a month to still feel like you are friends. I can’t do that Neteyam.”
He was dumbstruck he didn’t think Lo’ak was lying but he did think he was over exaggerating your calls about him. He felt dumb, how dumb to make the woman he loved feel so unattended to, so unloved. He felt like an idiot watching your heart crumble in front of him due to him piercing through it.
Before he could talk in response your mouth was open ready to fire a verbal assault at him.
“I can’t be without your presence so long, and I feel like a dumb idiot because I’m crying over some fucking boy who can’t give me the time of day. But I want you so much Neteyam, I beckon with Eywa everyday to have you brought to me like you were before. I want you in my bones and you have ignored me. It drives me so insane.” You yell at him rage on full display like a painting in a museum for millions to view and stare in awe.
“I’m so sorry Y/N, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me, I beg of you to forgive me.” He turned his body to face you fully. Using both his hands to cradle your face he stared deep into your pained eyes.
“You are no idiot, I am. For treating someone I treasure so deeply like this. I promise my dismissal of you was not my intention. I would never intend on avoiding you. You are my rock and my world, I build my life around you, my hopes, my dreams they all contain you. Please don’t think you are just a friend to me because if I had to treat you as just a friend I’d go crazy.”
“Y/N I see you”
Neteyam was starting to tear up as you cried into his palms. Crying harder now as you processed his words you crashed into his warm chest. Yu were tired, tired of crying, tired of worrying, tired of hoping. You just wanted to feel at home and home right now was Neteyam’s embrace.
Feeling your weight on top of him he wrapped his arms around you tightly. So tightly his arms hurt but he didn’t care. He peppered the top of your head with kisses while you sniffled into his chest. Soothing hands ran down your back as you wept into him.
“You’re such a dickhead.” You mumbled into his chest letting out a breathy laughed followed by a small sob. As sad as you were right in this moment you never wanted to let go of the feeling of being in his arms.
“I’ll be your dickhead.” He smiled down at you continuing to hold you in his arms.
And he was sure to never let you out of arms reach again.
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authors note: i missed writing for neteyam so i whipped this up. it lowkey might be my fav fic. hope you enjoy!
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3 Blindspots Talent Leaders Fall Prey To (and what to do about them)
3 Blindspots Talent Leaders Fall Prey To (and what to do about them)
I recently read the book “Make Big Happen” by Mark Moses. In Make Big Happen, Moses identifies the four critical blindspots CEOs encounter as they scale their business. This particular chapter resonated with me as I reflected on my journey transitioning from recruiting to Sprint Recruiting. Here are 3 blindspots I find most common in Talent Leaders I coach. I chose to use common quotes to…
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I’m not sure if you play or know genshin impact (if you don’t then ignore this request)
Can I have dorm leaders and vice dorm leaders with a shenhe like reader?
Especially their reaction to hearing her backstory from an opera.
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Shenhe Reader | Yandere Twisted Wonderland
Its one thing to have the love of your life be a skilled fighter, agile, and stoic. But its another thing entirely when an opera plays in your head about their life story every time they walk in a room. Now some who feel inclined to the idea of this fantasy of love being a romcom with violent undertones versus the ones that are actively ignoring their growing insanity when it comes to you:
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Trey Clover
“...You’ve got your own soundtrack huh? Sounds about right.”
Fully expects you, the object of his affections to have your own soundtrack anyway
He often hums along and even when you’re no where around 
He thinks about how your romance will play in this one
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Ruggie Bucci
“...I-it’s probably just the wind?”
Probably attempts to avoid you before admitting to himself that he just can’t live without you
And if he can afford it no doubt ramping up his aggression on those he deems a threat
He might not connect the dots that the opera is about you until he’s buried his first body
Maybe it’ll stop when the ending changes
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Jade Leech
“That’s certaintly not boring.”
It makes him irritated for awhile
How is he supposed to stalk you if he can’t hear himself correctly+
But eventually he realizes the benefit and starts leaning into that more
He’ll charm you in the end by force if he has to
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Lilia Vanrouge
“Haha just leave it to my crane to be the soundtrack of my heart!”
Fully accepts it
Likes riffing to it with his guitar 
But he loves the song and of course he loves the story
Wonders if he can add to it when you realize you’ve+ become his
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Jamil Viper
“I…really am twisted.”
Considers this his last straw
Tiredly resigns to this being his life 
Since he’s already decided to chase after you wholeheartedly
At least after hearing it for the 100th time he’ll gather its about you
And he yearns to be apart of your happy ending
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Rook Hunt
“Aah my mon filou is here!”
Accepts it completely
Uses it as a radar to find you stalk you
Even when you are well aware of his nasty habit he can always find you with it
He’ll listen to the story and begin to subtly express his newfound obsession with the crane
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