#missed career opportunities fr

[kurogane2512]

hi! this is my first time making uhh a request? on tumblr so please forgive me if it's... weird or wrong in any way. i just wanted to ask if you could write opera singer Signora and reader? the idea popped into my head when i was listening to her battle theme on repeat. It could be anything you want, really... like comforting her before an important concert or giving her a bouquet of flowers and praising her after the show or cuddling with exhausted Signora after said concert... anything you come up with. you don't have to write it if you don't want to or you don't see it that way obviously. thanks!

Anon this is literally one of my favorite requests of all time, bless you fr. I have had so many hcs of what Signora could be if not a Harbinger and a professional singer (specifically opera singer) is one of my favorite hcs exactly cause of her lore and theme song <3

Side note this is the first Signora request I have had in a long time and I'm so happy to see people haven't forgotten her for new Harbingers :)

Game: Genshin Impact

Characters: La Signora x fem!reader

Type: Fluff (modern au, childhood friends to lovers, insecure and envious reader, kissing, very slight angst)

"Y/n? Hi, how are you!?" Rosalyne spoke on the phone, the two of you were catching up after months.

"I'm fine. What about you? How are the shows going?"

"Oh, they are great! It's exhausting but I'm having so much fun!"

You smiled bitterly, "That's great to hear. I hope you are taking care of your health."

"Mhm, don't worry. I have to maintain my physique for the shows; and I have a trainer as well now~"

"That's good. Are you—"

"Ms Signora? It's time for your rehearsal."

Someone spoke from Rosalyne's end, making you bite your tongue and hold back from speaking. Signora was her stage name, and her crew referred to her by it as part of professional courtesy.

"Oh, is it time already? Just give me a moment, I'll be there soon."

Rosalyne replied to the person then came back to the phone, "Sorry about that. What were you saying, Y/n?"

You hesitated to continue, "....Oh, nothing much. Just the usual, don't mind me. You have a busy schedule to keep up with."

"Are you sure? I can spare a few more minutes...."

"No no, it's fine. We can talk any time later. You go and all the best."

Rosalyne smiled, "Thank you, Y/n. Goodbye then~"

"Bye..."

You put down the phone and let out a sigh then laid down on the couch you were currently sitting on, you lost track of how many times something like this had happened ever since her career began. You both were supposed to be best friends since childhood, Rosalyne was always more popular and sought-after than you given her beauty and pleasant behavior. However, there were a few secrets about her that only you knew hence you two were closer than most knew.

You grew up as neighbors, she was your girl next door. Her biggest secret you found out was that she was a great singer; she used to sing alone in her bedroom whenever her parents weren't home and you could easily hear her. You eventually revealed this and she pleaded you to not tell anyone as her parents didn't want her to pursue it so she kept it as a hobby. Unknowingly, you became her comfort. She could sing freely in front of you and only you.

A golden opportunity eventually came when a singing competition was being held in the next city and you secretly signed her up. She was elated that you did that but also very nervous, you gave her all the encouragement she needed and she appeared in the contest. Although, she didn't win, she got noticed by a decent number of recruiters and accepted the offer of the owner of the opera house in the capital city.

"She's doing great there while me....? I'm dragging myself through these assignments and projects I have no interest in....Why did I take up this course? I can't complain, it was my own choice but...."

Tears formed in your eyes; you missed Rosalyne, you missed your one and only friend.....and the love of your life. You never told a soul that you had a crush on her since childhood, and now it seemed impossible for you to confess to her. The last time you had seen her was almost 6 months ago, you were in different states most of the time and she was always busy with her shows.

The opera house owner initially gave her a role in one of the plays there but the positive response for her brought in more opportunities and she quickly got her own solo performance there followed by touring around the country for special shows. You had realized she reached a place out of your reach; you had no talent in performing arts, at most you could held in backstage but it was no respectable job.

"....I need to complete these assignments. Guess I'll play one of those...."

You browsed through your phone and plugged in your headphones before playing a familiar song and closing your eyes, it was one of Rosalyne's performances that you loved to hear whenever you missed her or needed some comforting. You were, of course, happy for her success. You knew how passionate she was about it and were happy to know she was in a place she liked; you couldn't help but feel that she left you behind. Yet you couldn't blame her for it as it was your own inability to not be able to follow her......

"She's practically a celebrity now....she has so many fans and followers. I bet some famous actors even like her....maybe she already got confessed to a few times. I don't know....she doesn't tell me anything except the success of her shows. Well, we barely get time to talk about anything else...."

Some days later, you were having a particularly upsetting day as you failed to turn in some projects and lost credits that could potentially make you repeat the semester. You knew what the problem was, and you promised you'd make up for it. You decided to give a call to Rosalyne to have a small chat with her, hoping to uplift your mood. It didn't matter what you talked about, you just wanted to hear her.

"Ms Signora, a call for you." a makeup artist handed Rosalyne her phone as she was currently getting ready for her show, a smile formed on her face seeing your name on the screen.

"Hi, Y/n, what's up? Did you call to wish me luck?~"

".....You are having a show, Rosa?"

"I will in....approximately 20 minutes so we'll have to be a little quick~"

You bit your lower lip and furrowed your brows; of course, you should have expected this.

"I see. All the best then...."

Rosalyne sensed your strange discomfort, "....Are you okay, Y/n? Do you want to say something?"

"N-No, I'm fine. I had no particular reason to call, just wanted to know how you are...."

"....I see. I'll call you after the show then."

"Sure, that's fine."

That night, you curled up on your bed and cried yourself to sleep while hoping for Rosalyne to call but the call never came, you couldn't deny you expected no better. Weeks passed and you didn't talk to her at all, not even any messages. Until one day you received a mail containing tickets to her next show along with all travel and stay arrangements followed by a message from Rosalyne telling you about it and asking you to come.

Well, fortunately you were going to start your semester break when the show was scheduled hence accepted. It was very surprising to you that she did this but you were nevertheless excited to see her. On the day you reached, you were picked up by her manager and taken straight to the venue while your belongings were kept at the hotel. You requested to buy a small bouquet on the way then were escorted to your seat which was the VIP corner of the auditorium, offering the best view and sound in the place.

You requested to meet Rosalyne before the show so you could give her the bouquet but were denied due to the tight schedule hence had the bouquet sent over through her manager. The show began soon after and Rosalyne came on the stage wearing a dazzling pure white dress with a shimmering border, her platinum blonde hair half tied into rose buns and the rest freely hanging. She smiled looking at the audience then the orchestra began playing and the next thing you knew, you were entranced by her.

She sparked like a bright star on the stage, her powerful yet melodious voice soared through the audience and uplifted everyone, your heart beats matched the beats of her song and you were lost in her rhythm and flow, completely enraptured by her. You didn't know she had improved so much in the time you had been apart, all you did was listen to her old shows but you could tell she was even better than before.

You felt like you were in a different world, a different realm altogether with her voice as sole guide. You couldn't take your eyes off her even for a moment, she truly held the skills to capture an audience with her voice alone. In the end, she suddenly turned towards you and your eyes met as she smiled and sang the final note looking at you. You didn't know if that was intentional or just your imagination but you were enthralled.

Once the show ended with an endless round of applause and a standing ovation, you were finally escorted to her dressing room backstage. A crowd cameramen and anchors was gathered outside the door but nobody was let in, you were taken in through the backdoor and finally met your love once again.

"Ms Signora, Ms Y/n is here."

"Oh, come in come in!"

Rosalyne happily allowed you in and stood up as soon as you entered, "Surprise!~"

She mused as she smiled widely and you smiled back then she practically ran up to you and embraced you, "I'm so glad you came, Y/n!~"

"Thanks for calling me, Rosa."

She hugged you tighter, "Oh, I was dying to hear that! How was it?! How did I do?!"

She released the hug and held your wrist while bringing you to the sofa and sitting down together, "You were great, of course! It was truly amazing....I-I don't have any words...."

"Aww, don't flatter me that way, Y/n. Be honest with me...."

"I am, it's the absolute truth. I-I really can't describe it in words, I'm so proud of you, Rosa."

Rosalyne smiled brightly and hugged you once again, you reveled in each other's embrace for a while before she pulled away, "Oh, thank you for the bouquet. It was lovely~"

"Hehe, your favorites, right?~"

"Mhm, you know me so well~"

You gazed into each other's eyes before she smiled and stood up, "Let's go home, I'm really hungry~"

"Where do you live....?"

"Oh, they didn't tell you? I'm in the same hotel as you; in fact, right next door. So, we can stay together until late and catch up as much as we want, just like old times~"

You looked at her wide-eyed then nodded with a smile and followed her out to her car then were dropped at the hotel and taken to her room. You sat on the bedside and waited as she changed into more comfortable clothes and removed her make-up, you ordered some food for you through the room service facility while she came out.

"Ah, it's been so long since sat together this way. How have you been, Y/n? How are your studies going?"

"Oh...it's fine, I barely managed to pass this semester but it's ok, I won't be held back."

Rosalyne gave a soft smile, "I know you are smart enough to pursue something so difficult. Do ask me for help if you ever want to, I'll support you however I can."

You recalled the incidents where you wanted to talk to her in hopes of receiving comfort but were denied, you smiled bitterly and nodded.

"I know, thank you. What about you? When is your next show?"

"Hehe, there's no show until next week. That's why I called you this time, we can go around the city together and hang out. It's been so long since we went out~"

"Hehe, I'll look forward to it."

"Aaaaand, I also have an exciting news~"

"Oh? What is it?"

Rosalyne giggled and took a deep breath then announced, "I was offered to sing the main theme of an upcoming movie!"

Rosalyne brimmed with happiness and excitement as she declared that, all you could do was think how much farther she'd go away now but you didn't want to ruin her happiness.

"Oh my god! That's great, Rosa! What movie is it?!"

"Hehe, I can't tell you yet but they will officially announce all the cast including my role within the next week so you'll find out soon enough! I can tell you that it's by a famous director you have heard of~"

"Wow, that's amazing....I-I'm speechless. I'm so happy for your success, Rosa...."

You tried to sound as cheery as possible but tears were forming in your eyes. Rosalyne was quick to sense that you weren't being genuine, you may have not met for a long time but she knew your habits and behavior well.

"....You don't seem happy, Y/n. What is it?"

"W-What? No, of course I'm happy for you. You totally deserve it and if the movie is good then you'll get even more opportunities like that....Y-You can practically become a celebrity singer now....Of course, I'd be happy!"

Rosalyne stared at you in disbelief, "Don't try to fool me, Y/n. You should remember I can look past you in seconds. Tell me, what is it? Do you not want me to do this?"

Your lips trembled and you looked away, "....Even if I didn't want you to, it's not like I can make you not do it. I have no right to...."

She was taken aback then gently cupped your face, "Talk to me, Y/n. What is it? What's going on in your mind?"

"H-How does it matter what's going on in my mind?! It's not like you are ever there to listen!" you suddenly shouted, making both of you surprised.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean that! I'm really sorry, I-I'll just go I'm not feeling well. Forget what I just said, please don't take it—"

You stopped speaking as she suddenly embraced you, keeping your head near her chest and tenderly stroking it.

"I know....I know I have neglected you and our friendship."

"What? N-No, that's not the case—"

"I fully accept the blame, Y/n. You don't have to hide it, I know it very well. That's the main reason I arranged for you to come here today, so that we could finally spend time together like the friends we are."

Tears formed in your eyes and you wrapped your arms around her, "I....I missed you a lot....s-so much all this time....I wanted to talk to you many times b-but you....you were always busy and I knew I can't interfere. I felt so l-lonely.....and alone....I just wanted you to be around to listen, nothing else....T-Then, I started feeling that I'm far away from you now....y-you are famous and have so many fans, your career is going great while me...I'm a nobody. I'm just an ordinary student trying to complete my degree....what right do I have to know someone like you—"

"Stop....Don't say anymore...." Rosalyne suddenly whispered before pulling away and cupping you face, tears forming in her eyes too.

"How dare you think that way? Don't you remember what you did for me? The whole reason I'm here today is because of you! How did you think I would ever forget that and abandon you?! That....that stupid competition you applied in for me is what got me here! Don't you dare speak as if I have forgotten all the times you supported me!"

You looked at her in surprise, unable to believe her sudden outburst.

"I know I haven't been there for you recently and I'm sorry about that! I truly am...But don't even think for a second that I will abandon you!"

She leaned closer and you suddenly felt a soft sensation on your lips, you realized it was her lips cuddling with yours gently.

".....I love you, Y/n. I don't want us to be just friends anymore....Be my girlfriend. I promise I won't neglect you and I will treat you right, I will love you and care for you just like you did for me all this time."

More tears flowed down your cheeks as she tenderly wiped them with her thumb while you nodded.

"Me too....I love you too, I have loved you since we were kids....And it's okay, I'm not angry with you anymore. All I wanted was to hear that you are still with me....."

"I promise I will be."

You smiled at each other then she pushed you down on the bed and connected her lips with yours in a heated manner, you kissed roughly and passionately as if you were starved of each other. Her hands interlaced with yours as she licked your lips and rolled her tongue with yours, intensely kissing you. She then proceeded to plant kisses on your jaw followed by moving down your neck when a knock was heard on the door.

"Room service."

Both of you chuckled together then sat up and allowed the waiter in to keep the food. You both then proceeded to eat together happily, reveling in your new relationship and promising to keep each other happy.

#genshin women #la signora #signora x reader #la signora x reader #genshin fluff #genshin impact #genshin x reader

[puppiesandnightlock]

LINK: Goodbye Was Not Our End

Summary: Jon and Damian had made peace with the fact that they would never reconnect. Every little part of their childhood history, built up since preschool had come crashing down, both leaving hidden feelings unsaid. But now, five years later, they have the opportunity to fix everything that had gone wrong, and maybe, just maybe, they could make it something more.

Sometimes, all you need is a second chance.

set directly after A Robin's Song

The phone was taunting him.

It was dark green, a silver W on the back, and a clear case with a robin on it, and currently it was lying on the floor after being viciously thrown to the carpeted floor of Damian’s apartment.

Said person was pressed up against the bottom of his bed, mimicking a frightened cat, hair raised and all. Tears had dried quickly as the shock quickly overcame every other emotion in his mind. 

The phone buzzed and he jumped, crouching down to poke at the tech and flip it over before drawing his hand back.

This could not be happening. 

When everything had first occurred , he’d been plunged into the deepest, darkest canyon of his mind and emotions, no way out and no one to help him. He wallowed and oh, how he tried to drown himself in the abyss. 

He’d begged no one and everyone for a second chance, a moment back, just one more glimpse of what their lives had once been. His nights had been filled with quiet sobs and fitful sleep, before eventually going numb. 

Everyone around him tried to lift him up, help him out, save him from drowning. There was therapy and medication and the thing that was there when he finally, finally, finally had a grasp on the rope to be lifted out, was his family, his friends, and his music. 

Slowly, busying his mind with the music, he built his life back up, starting something new for himself.

And now?

Now he felt like he was back where he started, the repressed memories and the joy and the excruciating heartbreak overwhelming him, all topped with a healthy dose of fear.

He shut his eyes, inhaling deeply. It was a conversation. He had wanted this conversation for so long, and had always dreamed of a moment where he could try and get back what he had missed for so long.

When he opened his eyes, he made a grab for the phone, immediately clicking on the message saying he had a new DM. 

Written across the screen were the words “Hey, D. Missed you.” 

He turned around and promptly screamed into his pillow. Something burst inside of him, something fearful and tentative, but at the same time hopeful.

So, so, hopeful.

He typed in a response, deleting it just as soon as it appeared.

What do you say in a situation like this? 

An ‘i missed you too’ should suffice. He scanned the little box and deleted it. Too longing in the way his voice read it back to him

Should he just type back a hi? Maybe a familiar nickname? Was he still allowed to call him that?

Every little thing was put on trial and was thrown out, and before he knew it, fifteen minutes had passed.

He gave up, getting up to pace around his home in an attempt to shake the anxiety filling him. 

Their cat, Alfred, jumped on the counter as Damian began to brew some tea, absent-mindedly running his fingers through the cat’s short fluff.

“What am I doing?” He murmured to him, voice softly mournful. “What are we doing?”

Alfred meowed at him, and Damian nodded wearily. “Wise advice, Alfred.” 

He inhaled the steam from his tea, wrapping his hands around the mug and absorbing its warmth.

Damian retrieved his phone after a bit, clicking on a few messages he had missed with the friends he’d kept from high school, plus someone from the studio he grew close to as he had first started out in his career.

You Can’t Sit With Us (five people)

gotSkyhighdreams: My 2 gradrs hate me u guys [cleanup.img]

Turninurfuckinbooks: this is why i don’t allow paint around small gremlins. 

Colinator: could never be me fr

unmatchdwittyandQUEEN: rip sky

flyROBINfly: hey you guys something happened

Damian took a screenshot of the dm and cropped it, watching their messages pile on top of each other on screen.

You Can’t Sit With Us (five people)

Turninurfuckinbooks: what did you do.

gotSkyhighdreams: did you kill someone 

Colinator: if you did i’ll help hide the body if u need

unmatchdwittyandQUEEN: same just say the word an ill bring a shovel

flyROBINfly: do any of you watch my streams

Turninurfuckinbooks: not unless a compilation or an edit of u being stupid shows up

Colinator:same tbh

UunmatchdwittyandQUEEN: if the internet doesnt shut up abt a certain interview 

gotSkyhighdreams: when im on my lunch break ye

flyROBINfly: first off akira colin you are both dead to me

Second do you guys remember jon

Damian winced as the phone began to blow up, practically jumping from his hands with the pings that began to blow up his phone. It was a rather stupid question but he asked it anyway.

You Can’t Sit With Us (five people)

Turninurfuckinbooks: do we remember jon he asks

Colinator: jon, who you ask me abt every six months without fail bc i have his instagram

unmatchdwittyandQUEEN: jon who is forever known as that bitch in my heart

gotSkyhighdreams: nono we don’t at all remember the drama of the year that brought us together and kickstarted ur career

Turninurfuckinbooks: who you still pine for but have mostly forgotten about so you say

flyROBINfly: there has been no pining fuck off

Colinator: swear jar

flyROBINfly: anyways [screenshot.img]

gotSkyhighdreams: R U SRS

Turninurfuckinbooks: TF????

Colinator: WHAT

unmatchdwittyandQUEEN: EXCUSE ME?!?!

flyROBINfly: what do i say???

Turninurfuckinbooks: block him

gotSkyhighdreams: say hi back??

Colinator: ask him for his insta so u can check urself

unmatchdwittyandQUEEN: block him

flyROBINfly: so so helpful, all of you

never mind i’ll deal with it

The responses were overwhelming, but he felt petty and ignored them, setting his phone down and picking up the cat, setting Alfred on his stomach as he leaned back on the couch of the apartment.

“I’ve waited for this moment a long time, Alfred.” he informed the cat. “So very long and every planned thing left my mind the moment I saw him again.”

“What do you suppose he’s done now? Heard he got married, maybe he has a kid.”

Alfred meowed at him and he nodded. “I suppose you’re right. What would I ever do without you?”

That was how Duke found him thirty minutes later, lying on the couch having an avid conversation with their cat. 

He dropped his keys on the entrance table and his messenger bag hung on the coat rack, Damian sitting up.

“I am having a crisis.”

“When are you not?” Duke responded dryly. 

“Sarcasm is unbecoming and quite frankly patronizing at this moment.” Damian sniffed, Alfred wiggling out of his grapes and stalking over to Duke, rubbing his fur all over his ankles.

“I’m assuming it has something to do with today’s stream, right?” Duke pulled out his phone, waving it at him.

The online articles were blowing up, as well as various platforms. “I thought I'd ask you first before clicking on this.”

The feelings returned, an anxious churning sensation swirling around him and creating a lump at the back of his throat, pressing down and making the tearful feeling rear its head.

“I…it's Jon.” He pulled up the message and held it out, watching the impact of the words settle on his brother’s faces, eyes moving across his screen multiple times.

“Kent? Jonathan Kent? Are you sure it’s him?” He squeaked.

Damian nodded, the initial shock and feelings having faded slightly, although the remaining ones were funneled into anxiety, leg bouncing rapidly and fingertips tapping out a familiar rhythm.

“Did you respond?” He shook his head and Duke made a pained noise.

“So, you've been waiting for this for five years and the thing you do is leave him on read?”

Damian looked horrified. “Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God, he must think I'm such an asshole.”

Duke winced. “Well, I mean, this is a very telling moment for the both of you, I'm sure he understands, just respond.”

“What do I say??” Damian agonized over the phone, draping himself on the couch, and Duke was about fifty percent certain that their younger siblings spirits had come to possess Damian with their dramatic natures.

“Just say Hi. A simple hello, how have you been?” Duke prompted, nudging him. “If he’s an asshole, you know the rest of us will beat his ass for you.”

“Swear jar.” Damian said half-heartedly.

“I’m an ADULT!”

Duke got up but not before nudging Damian on the shoulder “I’m going to go and do some work, and when I come back, I expect to see a message sent.”

“I am older than you.” Damian scowled.

“And when you act it, I'll acknowledge that.” Duke had a shit eating grin on his face. “Dames, you mothered all of us pretty well til you left the house, so feel free to act your age or whatever.”

Sighing, Damian stared at the familiar logo on his screen. Nothing elaborate, just a diamond S in blue, red and yellow. They’d made them when they were younger, Damain creating the R symbol that came to be well known.

With a deep breath, he typed back, staring at his screen and waiting for the little bubbles to pop up, showing Jon was typing back a response.

It had been three hours since he’d sent the message to Damian, the typing bubbles popping up and dying back down just as quickly. The jumpiness caught up to him, obsessively checking his phone and pacing up and down his hallway. 

Kathy Brandon, someone he’d met his freshman year of college and quickly bonded with, had sent him links to people talking about both him and Damian followed by a demand for an explanation. Talking about it had calmed his nerves a bit, but he was still jumpy.

He’d gone out an hour after to pick up something, and had returned slightly more relaxed. He was attempting to edit the article he’d been assigned, procrastinating on his Chem homework, when finally, finally finally, a notification lit up his phone. 

Jon_Kent 

Hey, D

Missed you.

ROBIN_Offical

Hello, Jon. 

You already know I share your sentiment.

How have you been? It’s been…awhile.

Jeez, looks like sometime in these past few years Damian had swallowed a dictionary. Or was he upset? A grudge was understandable, but the way he’d sounded on the video…

Jon knew both of them wanted to reconcile, even if this new way of communication was slightly off-putting.

Jon_Kent

I’ve been alright.

lots of ups and downs from the few years

what about you? How’s ur family?

ROBIN_Official

They are doing well, as am I.

Duke and I have been staying outside of Gotham U

stephanie often stays with us

Are you still in Metropolis?

Jon winced at the way the conversation was read out. It was stilted and awkward, even over text. There was nothing relatively interesting about this, unlike when they were younger, never an awkward moment left between them, never running out of things to talk about.

Jon_Kent

yup, still here

Gotham U, huh? Thats not too far from here

ROBIN_Official

no, not very

I’m glad I was able to talk to you again.

Damian’s heart was pounding as he hit send. The message could be received in a few ways, and he hoped he wasn’t being too forward too early into the stiff conversation.

Jon_Kent

me too damian

I wasnt lying, i have missed you

i feel like this is a conversation better held in person then over phone

ROBIN_Official is typing…

Jon chewed on his bottom lip, having moved from the table to the kitchen counter. He wanted to see him in person, see the change and the things time had eroded from the image in his memory. Surely, in person the conversation would flow more, bring an atmosphere much closer to the way they used to be.

ROBIN_Official

Would you like to meet sometime this week?

I will have to check my schedule but i believe i’m free this friday

Damian was lying. He knew for a fact he was free on Friday, hell, he worked from home most days and could get away with driving to Metropolis tomorrow if he wanted, but rushing headfirst into a situation that required time most of all was something he didn't want to do.

Jon_Kent

that sounds good for me!

theres a nice little cafe around my apartment

we can meet up there if you want?

ROBIN_Official

sounds good. Send me the address and i’ll see you then

It sounded much more like he was organizing an appointment, but that was fine. God, he said yes. Jon let out a breathy laugh, hand over his mouth and he read the words again and again. 

Little footsteps pattered into the kitchen, and Jon set down his phone, looking down at a little girl with tanned skin, raven curls, and freckles.

“Daddy, hungry.” 

He smiled softly, lifting her up and setting her on his hip. “How does mac ‘n cheese sound, princess?”

Damian sat up, the anxiety resurfacing with a topping of nerves churning in his stomach. He took a screenshot, sending it to his friends, before announcing to Alfred the cat,

“Well, this Friday, I'm going to see my estranged best friend, who I pined for uselessly for somewhere around four years, and who I most certainly no longer have feelings for. We’re going to talk it out like the adults we are, and everything will be fine. How has your day been?”

The cat’s judgemental stare and incredulous meow was the only response he got.

#damian wayne #jondami #jon kent #A Robin's Song #Goodbye Was Not Our End #batman au #dc robin #dc fanfic #duke thomas #alfred the cat #orginal child charecter #maya ducard #kathy branden #colin wikes #skylar wfa #modern au #no capes au #reverse robins au #musician au #batkids age reversal #damijon #fluff and angst #happy ending this time i swear #damian x jon #jon x damian #puppiesandnightlock #idk #ao3 #a ROBIN mixtape #friends to lovers

[storyreader01]

Joanna had always dreamed of working in the fashion industry, but after leaving her family behind she never thought it was possible. That was until she stumbled upon the headquarters of Runway magazine, the pinnacle of high fashion, where she caught a glimpse of her old college friend, Miranda Priestly, stepping out of a town car.

Her heart racing, Joanna mustered up the courage to approach Miranda, who didn't recognize her at first. But after some catching up, Joanna spilled her troubles and doubts, explaining that she felt stuck in her career and missed her family dearly.

Miranda listened politely, her icy exterior cracking with empathy, and soon offered Joanna a job as a junior editor on the magazine's beauty team. Overwhelmed and overjoyed, Joanna couldn't contain her excitement as she started her new job.

But as she soon found out, working in the world of high fashion was a far cry from raising a child and being a wife. The hours were long, the pressure was intense, and her new colleagues were snarky, fierce, and cunning.

She quickly fell into a routine, learning how to put together photo spreads, coming up with headlines and snappy one-liners. As she walked through the bustling hallways, flashes of brilliant color, clicking heels, and heavy perfumes assailed her senses. Every day was a sensory overload, a jumble of chaos and creativity fighting for dominance.

But the biggest challenge for her had to be coming up with the perfect product shots and headlines, such as "Lash Out the World with these Adorable Eyelashes!" Her coworkers were no less inventive, with lines like "The new lipstick color is more dangerous than a nuclear bomb, and just as explosive!" That kind of humor was what kept Joanna going through the long nights and endless deadlines.

Even with the glamour and creativity, however, Joanna felt as though something was missing. She missed her son, Billy, and the sound of his laughter. She missed her old life, and it was a struggle to keep up with her new one. But Miranda was always there, always pushing her to innovate and excel. And when Joanna finally got the opportunity to shoot a cover story, she realized it was worth all the stress and late nights.

As she packed up for the day, Joanna was still humming with adrenaline, unable to hide her grin. She took one last look at the bustling hallways, inhaling the scent of hairspray and the clutter of camera flashes, before stepping out onto the bustling streets of New York City. She knew then that she was right where she belonged, even if it meant missing out on her family's lives.

Joanna's days at Runway magazine were eventful, to say the least. She often found herself caught in the whirlwind of Miranda's demands, running back and forth from her office to Nigel's, who never missed an opportunity to mention the infamous Andrea Sachs.

"Joanna, darling, you should have seen the look on Andrea's face when Miranda dished out that legendary cerulean monologue," Nigel said, chuckling as they walked together in the fashion closet. "She was freshly plucked from the farm and had no idea what she was getting into."

Joanna couldn't help but laugh, relishing these snarky conversations with Nigel. They became fast friends, bonding over their shared experiences and the absurdity of the fashion industry.

"Ah, Emily," Nigel sighed wistfully as they spotted Miranda's first assistant, scurrying by with a clipboard and a permanently harried expression. "You know, she fancied herself Miranda's right-hand woman until Andrea came along and threw that all out the window."

Joanna watched as Emily struggled to keep up with Miranda's high expectations, her heels clicking on the marble floor while she muttered expletives under her breath. It was a delicate dance, trying to appease the indomitable Miranda and holding onto one's sanity.

Amid the chaos, Joanna's phone buzzed with a text from Billy. "Mom, I aced my math test! Can I have ice cream for dinner?" The message brought a smile to her face, grounding her in the reality she often missed. She quickly typed back, "You can have two scoops, my little math genius. I'm proud of you."

It was during a hectic photo shoot for the magazine that Joanna saw her worlds collide before her eyes. Miranda's twin daughters, Caroline and Cassidy, wandered onto the set, openly discussing Andrea and her abrupt departure from their mother's employ.

"Mom, have you found a new whipping girl yet? We heard Andy was quite the entertainment," Cassidy whispered mischievously, glancing at Joanna, who stood nearby, her heart in her throat.

Miranda's gaze landed on Joanna, her blue eyes steely and calculating. "Joanna, meet my delightful daughters. Girls, say hello to Billy's loving mother."

Joanna braced herself for the inevitable snobbery or scrutiny, but to her surprise, Miranda's demeanor softened. She ruffled Caroline's hair and glanced at Joanna.

"Children, we don't speak ill of others. Andrea was...irreplaceable in her way," Miranda said, her tone surprisingly gentle. "And besides, we all have lives outside of work, don't we?"

The air was thick with tension as Joanna realized Miranda's statement was directed not only at her daughters' but at herself as well. There, in that fleeting moment, Joanna glimpsed the vulnerability beneath Miranda's legendary exterior.

As the day came to a close, Joanna found herself alone in the office with Miranda, an unusual occurrence. The room was filled with hushed whispers and the distant sound of printers, but the two of them sat in comfortable silence.

Joanna plucked up the courage to break the ice. "You know, Miranda, in a way, you remind me of my son. Fiercely independent, driven, and unyielding."

Miranda raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Billy, wasn't it? I've heard quite a bit about him from Nigel. He seems like quite the character."

"He is," Joanna replied, a twinkle in her eye. "And if there's one thing I've learned from being both a mother and working here, it's that life is about finding the right balance, between ambition and love, high fashion and ice cream for dinner."

Miranda's lips curved into a slight smile, a rare sight indeed. "Indeed, Joanna. Perhaps balance is the key after all."

And for that fleeting moment, amidst the chaos, rivalry, and snarky banter of the fashion world, Joanna and Miranda found a connection—a shared understanding that life's most precious moments were found beyond the glossy pages of a magazine.

As the days went on, Miranda, Emily, and Nigel couldn't help but reminisce about the "unforgettable" moments with their former second assistant, Andrea Sachs. They all had their unique take on her, often showcasing their wit and sarcasm in lighthearted banter.

"I have to admit, there was something about her," Nigel mused, flipping through a rack of dresses. "Andrea managed to bewitch us all with her fabulous little Six."

Miranda rolled her eyes, her lips quirking into a wry smile. "Ah yes, how could we ever forget the glorious days of Harry Potter and the accessorizing disasters? Truly riveting."

Emily, her frustration palpable, chimed in. "She was the epitome of uneventful yet managed to stir up chaos with her incompetence. Let's not forget the time she decided to order lunch for everyone and ended up with a plethora of gluten-free vegan tofu options. Nightmare."

The conversation took a sudden turn as Miranda's daughters, Caroline and Cassidy, made their presence known. They had been listening intently, quietly giggling amongst themselves.

"You two find this amusing, do you?" Miranda asked, raising an eyebrow.

Caroline stepped forward, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Well, Mom, as much as Andrea's fashion sense left us wanting, she did introduce us to the wonders of Harry Potter. We may not have liked her for stabbing us in the Gryffindor-loving hearts, but we can't unsee the magic."

Cassidy nodded in agreement. "Andrea may have been clueless about fashion, but she was the reason we snuck in our dog, and had a glorious adventure in Harry Potter World."

Miranda's mask cracked for a split second, an undeniable glimmer of amusement in her eyes. "You two and your shenanigans, it's a miracle we kept up appearances during that disastrous trip."

As they continued their walk through the office, Joanna caught snippets of conversations and snippets from Emily's diary, always filled with snark and hidden exasperation.

"Dear diary, another uneventful day with Andrea. She still doesn't understand the art of making a proper cappuccino. I swear she must have invented a new form of coffee abstractionism."

Joanna chuckled, glancing over Emily's shoulder to catch a glimpse of other entries that mentioned Andrea's foibles. Despite the sarcasm, there was an undertone of nostalgia and respect for the young woman who had left her mark on everyone's lives.

The icing on the cake, however, came when Nigel presented Joanna with a framed photo of himself, Miranda, and Andrea during happier times. "To my fabulous little Six," he said, handing her the frame with a grin.

Joanna's heart swelled with a mixture of emotions. She had heard so much about Andrea, and now, holding that photo in her hands, she realized just how much impact one person could have, even long after they were gone.

In the grand scheme of things, it was the uneventful moments, the ones where Andrea stumbled, that had left an indelible mark on the lives of those around her. And as Joanna looked at the smiling faces in the photo, she vowed to honor Andrea's spirit by embracing both the chaos and the uneventful moments that defined life at Runway magazine.

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#cross posted on ao3 #alternate universe #miranda priestly #devil wears prada #kramer vs kramer #emily charlton #nigel kipling

[marley-manson]

siiiigh at change of command

it’s a perfectly good episode, it does the job it sets out to do, it’s a solid introduction for potter, and it’s the death-knell for my second favourite aspect of the show 😔

god if Potter had just stayed the way he was through most of the ep instead of softening we could’ve had something here. a C.O. who isn’t fully antagonistic but who can either be a friend or an enemy depending on the episode and issue; who epitomizes the army in his negative moments and who the cast has to maneuver around; who is likeable in some ways and reasonable in some ways but never fully fits in and often prioritizes military standards in ways that can be made fun of; who has actual major flaws associated with his career military role that cause problems... that could’ve been sustainable! it might’ve even been more sustainable, might’ve offered more opportunities for varied plotlines! And combining a military pseudo-antagonist role with a likeable father figure role could’ve been seriously, seriously interesting if done right!

I really think Potter is the biggest missed opportunity of the show. the version in my head is so good, man.

anyway random thoughts on the ep:

had my first ‘he’s just like me fr’ moment of the show with Hawkeye going off melody to shakily harmonize during the drunken singalong lol. endearing.

Klinger <333333

There’s a joke where Klinger complains to Radar as he leaves Potter’s office after being told to wear a uniform and Radar turns to Potter and says “I see him around sometimes” as a denial of something no one was accusing him of, shortly before Margaret’s “just friends, sir” unnecessary denial of sleeping with Frank, and it absolutely feels like part of the season 4 Radar/Klinger running gag.

Hawkeye puffing up his chest to mock Margaret’s posture was so cute and funny, if I get back into giffing I’m gonna make a set of Hawkeye imitating Margaret

I do think BJ falls into the best friend role too quickly and easily here, but now that I’m watching close I did notice a nice moment when Hawkeye snoops through Frank’s classified folders and BJ watches for a moment before doing the same with another folder. Not necessarily purposeful, but it did give a strong vibe of following Hawk’s lead.

“Think Potter will let us keep the still?” “I don’t know. If he makes me get rid of it I’m gonna get into one of Klinger’s dresses.” “Not while he’s wearing it I hope?” “We’ll see.” Gourmet gay joke, and also BJ’s set up functionally being a “no homo, right?” followed by “yes homo, actually” was great lol. BJ laughs at “we’ll see,” and it’s obviously intended as a light joke, but it’s still enjoyably easy to take as BJ already kinda wondering about Hawkeye

“A career man. That’s even worse than Frank who’s neither one nor the other.” Look usually I don’t note the gay/effeminate jokes at Frank’s expense, but in this case it’s presented as a silver lining of Frank so I’ll allow it.

(Honestly Frank as C.O. for a while could’ve also been great. Pure incompetent antagonist boss, not sustainable, but I’d take two satirical seasons of it in a heartbeat.)

#mash #marley on mash #mash s4 #potter mash #mash gs

[ventiswampwater]

Character Game JACCKKKK

TYSM for giving me this opportunity to be SO stupid and foolish 💞

first impression: damn. he's just like me fr

impression now:

favorite moment: I cannot physically decide on one bc I'm criminally insane. so fuck it jack goodman fancam 💅🤡🔨

........we were attacked by awehHeerewolf. on the moors. we were attacked by a L Y C A N T H R O P E.

a WEEIIIRRREWOLF!!!

this is v much decomposing jack erasure, but I HAD to narrow this down lest it just be 37982398392 minutes long of him breathing air and blinking jhdsfhdsjfdshjf

⚠️!! the rest of my rambling is under the cut bc. as we have already established. a bitch SURE can talk:

idea for a story: I've been workshopping this little standalone piece in his pov! it picks up immediately after the attack and is an exploration of his Incredibly Dead and Lame™ three weeks prior to david waking up. v much inspired by that one line where he complains that talking w/corpses is boring and he's lonely hsdjfhjsfdhjhfds

just. the idea of him wandering the moors and trying to make awkward small talk w/undead english sheepherders is too funny to me lmao

unpopular opinion: tbh, I really don't have any!! mostly bc........I honestly don't think the aawil fandom is big enough to have many takes I disagree with (or any takes at all, for that matter jhsdfjhfsd) 💀

favorite relationship: his friendship w/david obvs!!! my boys. my fuckin cinnamon apples. TOP TIER!!!!! the pinnacle

favorite headcanon: he's a goofy cinephile boy. I like to think that he lived in a rinky dink studio apartment in new york and was in school for film/screenwriting. he gives me the vibe of a man who definitely missed a decent chunk of his classes and is generally undecided and ambivalent about his future career lmao

he's also either an only child or the youngest of like.........four sisters or smthn. I cannot explain this but. he just is

#Him. He. #sighing DREAMILY. #the character of all time. the only character that exists tbh #asks #character ask game #rottent33th

[transparentmoonxv]

OGK 10

It’s ya boy again. Lord I kinda feel bad for saying this and I feel like I should write it in a journal. Because typing doesn’t feel authentic. Oooo ima put this on my tumblr…… okay now this feels write. Something about Apple notes isn’t it. Anywho, Lord I want to I guess make some motion. I know I have motion, and am extremely blessed and protected. I see the efforts of my hard work paying off. I miss the newness that my “old life” brought me. I miss being in a city full of opportunities. I know I’m not suppose to look back and or compare for multiple reasons. Even down to my look I look back and feel like I’m not amounting to what I did before, when I know that’s not the case. Im not going to mess with the plan. I know if I keep following you Lord, everything will be alright “I can do all things through Christ that strengthens me”. Im going to keep working hard, being patient and staying focus. I know I’ll earn my sole independence, I know OGK isn’t going anywhere and I’ll be more authentic and influential with this revamp/rebrand. Lord I really want to thank you for saving me. You really allowed my life to be shaken up, although I needed that. I was letting the money make me, and not the other way around. I get excited when I get in this mode. Because I know things are shifting, I just HAVE to stay focus on my career, personal brand and my clothing brand OGK. I know who I am, and I need to stick to that. Lord I thank you a lot for my experiences and lifestyle. I thank you for the opportunities that I receive. I thank you for the ability to keep up my lifestyle. Not trying be funny but I’m thankful I don’t have any kids and or responsibilities outside of myself. I am REALLY thankful for the lessons I’ve learned, and the teachings I have implemented. I only want to excel, to maintain and grow, be self sufficient. Create my safe haven in this world, and be a positive impact to others. While knowing and understanding when it’s my time to step away. I am not God, I cannot save anyone. I really like this and thank you for listening Lord. It means alot fr. I know someone reading this might call me weird. But I’m grateful for my relationship with you, and idk how many times I can say it but thank you for your overall grace and mercy. I’m going to stay focus and keep following you, I’m going to especially keep working hard. Stay down till you come up. Overall Lord I feel like I’m ready to excel, and I feel it coming. Please just keep me in your arms, and your hands on my shoulders; protecting me and guiding me. It’s in your name I do pray, Amen. Till next time

[bowerywilliam]

No fr. She has to play her cards right or she might just end up sabotaging her career in some ways. Like as far as I've seen working with corporates , these men on top will not miss on a single opportunity to tear down a successful woman. If they feel like she's a threat then they'll pull every string possible to "teach her a lesson" . If this ends up in some form of law suit (which it probably won't) , then her legal team needs to play the smart game. Not to mention she also risks losing radio play as live nation also co owns iheart radios

sorry it took me a minute to reply, i'm at school

i don't think the very specific language she used in her statement where she clarified the situation and defended herself without even once mentioning ticketmaster by name whatsoever feels very intentional. she said as much as her legal teams felt she could say without risking immediate legal repercussions

i can't say what this might translate into for her in the future because i have seen live nation retaliate against smaller artists when they try to negotiate better deals or speak out about the predatory contracts they're basically forced into by blocking them from touring but i can't say if they have the same power to do that to the biggest artist in the world with the same impunity as they do everyone else

[negolinks]

WHY I REGRET QUITTING MY MARRIAGE AND WANT TO RECONCILE WITH MY EX-HUSBAND

By: Gloria Okeke   Marriage is a sacred bond between two individuals, a promise to love and support each other through thick and thin. However, in today's fast-paced world, marriages are facing more challenges than ever before. The divorce rate is on the rise, and many couples are choosing to end their marriages instead of working through their issues. I was one of those individuals who made the difficult decision to end my marriage, and now I regret it deeply, she admitted.   I met my ex-husband, John, in college. We were both young and in love, and we knew we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together. After graduation, we got married and started our journey as a married couple. The first few years were blissful, and we were both happy and content. However, as time went by, we started facing challenges in our marriage. We both had demanding careers, and we struggled to find a balance between work and our relationship.   Our communication started to break down, and we found ourselves arguing more often than not. We both became distant and stopped putting in the effort to make our marriage work. Eventually, we both reached a breaking point, and we decided to get a divorce. It was a difficult decision, but we both believed it was the best for us at the time.   After our divorce, I thought I would be happier and more fulfilled, but I was wrong. I realized that I had made a mistake, and I regretted my decision to end my marriage. I missed John and everything we had built together. I missed his presence, his support, and his love. I realized that I had taken our marriage for granted and that I had let go of something precious without putting in the effort to save it.   I reached out to John, hoping that we could reconcile and give our marriage another chance. However, he had moved on and was in a new relationship. I was heartbroken, and I couldn't help but wonder what could have been if I had fought for our marriage instead of giving up on it. I regretted my decision to end our marriage, and I knew I wanted to go back to my ex-husband.   I started reflecting on our marriage and the mistakes I had made. I realized that I had let my ego and pride get in the way of our relationship. Instead of communicating and working through our issues, I chose to walk away. I also realized that I had not appreciated John enough and that I had taken him for granted. I had not shown him how much he meant to me, and I had not put in the effort to make our marriage work.   I decided to reach out to John again, this time with a sincere apology and a willingness to work on our marriage. I knew it would not be easy, but I was willing to do whatever it takes to make things right. To my surprise, John was open to the idea of giving our marriage another chance. We started going to counseling, and we both put in the effort to communicate and understand each other better.   It has been a long and challenging journey, but I am grateful that we decided to reconcile. Our marriage is stronger than ever, and we have both learned from our mistakes. We appreciate each other more, and we make sure to communicate and work through our issues instead of giving up. I regret my decision to end our marriage, but I am grateful for the opportunity to make things right and rebuild our relationship.   In conclusion, I have learned that marriage is not always easy, and it takes effort and commitment from both parties to make it work. I regret my decision to end my marriage, but I am grateful for the lessons I have learned. I have learned the importance of communication, appreciation, and never taking your partner for granted. I am happy to say that I am back with my ex-husband, and we are both committed to making our marriage work for the rest of our lives. As Caroline Danjuma said, "Peace of mind is more valuable than money," and I couldn't agree more. THE IMPORTANCE OF PEACE OF MIND IN A MARRIAGE: LESSONS LEARNED FROM MY DIVORCE Marriage is a sacred bond between two individuals, a promise to love and support each other through thick and thin. It is a commitment that requires effort, patience, and understanding. However, in today's fast-paced world, where instant gratification is the norm, many marriages end in divorce. I was one of those individuals who fell victim to this trend. I regret quitting my marriage and would love to go back to my ex-husband. Through this experience, I have learned the importance of peace of mind in a marriage.   When I first got married, I was head over heels in love with my husband. We had a fairytale wedding, and I was convinced that our love would conquer all. However, as time went by, we faced challenges that put a strain on our relationship. We both had demanding careers, and our schedules rarely aligned. We started drifting apart, and our communication became limited to mundane daily tasks. We stopped making an effort to connect with each other, and our love slowly faded away.   As the distance between us grew, we started to argue more frequently. Our disagreements turned into heated arguments, and we both said things we didn't mean. The once loving and supportive relationship turned into a toxic and unhappy one. I started to feel suffocated and trapped in a marriage that no longer brought me joy. I convinced myself that leaving my husband would bring me the peace of mind I desperately craved.   However, after our divorce, I realized that I was wrong. The peace of mind I thought I would find by leaving my marriage was short-lived. I was consumed by guilt and regret for giving up on my husband and our marriage. I missed him, and I missed the life we had built together. I realized that the grass is not always greener on the other side, and I longed to go back to my ex-husband.   Through this experience, I learned the importance of peace of mind in a marriage. It is easy to get caught up in the daily struggles and lose sight of what truly matters. We often take our partners for granted and forget to appreciate them. We let our egos and pride get in the way of resolving conflicts, and we forget to communicate effectively. These are the things that lead to a lack of peace of mind in a marriage.   Peace of mind is not just about being happy and content in a relationship. It is about feeling secure, supported, and understood by your partner. It is about knowing that you have someone who will stand by you through the good and the bad. It is about having a safe space where you can be vulnerable and share your fears and insecurities without judgment. These are the things that I took for granted in my marriage, and I regret it deeply.   I have come to realize that peace of mind is more valuable than money or material possessions. It is the foundation of a healthy and happy marriage. Without it, a relationship will crumble, no matter how much love there is between two people. I have learned this lesson the hard way, and I hope that my experience can serve as a cautionary tale for others.   In conclusion, I regret quitting my marriage and would love to go back to my ex-husband. Through this experience, I have learned the importance of peace of mind in a marriage. It is the glue that holds a relationship together and the key to a happy and fulfilling marriage. I hope that others can learn from my mistakes and prioritize peace of mind in their own relationships. As Caroline Danjuma said, "Peace of mind is more valuable than money." Let us all strive to find and maintain peace of mind in our marriages. REKINDLING LOVE: MY JOURNEY BACK TO MY EX-HUSBAND Divorce is a difficult and emotional decision that many couples face. It is a process that can be filled with pain, regret, and uncertainty. For some, it may seem like the only solution to a troubled marriage, but for others, it can be a decision that they come to regret. This was the case for me when I made the difficult decision to divorce my husband. However, as time passed, I realized that I still loved him and wanted to rekindle our relationship. This is the story of my journey back to my ex-husband.   When I first met my ex-husband, I was immediately drawn to his charming personality and kind heart. We fell in love quickly and got married after only a year of dating. Our marriage was filled with love, laughter, and adventure. However, as the years went by, we started to drift apart. We became consumed with our careers and neglected to nurture our relationship. Our communication became strained, and we started to argue more frequently. It seemed like we were no longer the happy couple we once were.   After months of trying to make things work, we both came to the realization that our marriage was no longer sustainable. We decided to get a divorce, and it was one of the most difficult decisions I have ever made. I thought that it was the best thing for both of us at the time, but little did I know that I would come to regret it.   After the divorce, I threw myself into work and tried to keep myself busy to avoid thinking about my failed marriage. However, no matter how busy I was, I couldn't shake off the feeling of emptiness and regret. I missed my ex-husband terribly and realized that I still loved him. I started to reflect on our relationship and realized that we both made mistakes and could have done things differently. I also realized that I was not willing to give up on our love without a fight.   I mustered up the courage to reach out to my ex-husband and express my feelings. To my surprise, he felt the same way. We decided to meet and talk things through. It was a difficult and emotional conversation, but it was also the start of our journey back to each other.   We both acknowledged our mistakes and apologized for the pain we caused each other. We also made a commitment to work on our communication and prioritize our relationship. It was not an easy road, but we were both determined to make it work.   One of the biggest challenges we faced was rebuilding trust. It was not easy to let go of the hurt and resentment from our past, but we both made a conscious effort to forgive and move forward. We also sought the help of a marriage counselor, which was instrumental in helping us navigate through our issues and rebuild our relationship.   As we worked on our marriage, I realized that I had taken my ex-husband for granted. I had not appreciated all the little things he did for me and our relationship. I also realized that true love requires effort, compromise, and patience. It was not always easy, but it was worth it.   Today, I am happy to say that my ex-husband and I are back together and stronger than ever. Our journey back to each other has taught us the importance of communication, forgiveness, and never giving up on love. We have also learned to prioritize our relationship and make time for each other, no matter how busy life gets.   In conclusion, my journey back to my ex-husband has been a rollercoaster of emotions, but it has also been a valuable lesson. I regret the pain and hurt that our divorce caused, but I am grateful for the opportunity to rebuild our relationship. I have learned that sometimes, the grass is not always greener on the other side, and true love is worth fighting for. As Caroline Danjuma said, "Peace of mind is more valuable than money," and I couldn't agree more. THE POWER OF FORGIVENESS: HOW I OVERCAME REGRET AND REBUILT MY MARRIAGE Marriage is a sacred bond between two individuals, a promise to love and support each other through thick and thin. However, as time goes by, the initial spark and excitement may fade, and couples may find themselves facing challenges and conflicts. In some cases, these challenges may lead to a decision to end the marriage. This was the case for me, and I regretted it deeply.   I was married to my ex-husband for ten years, and we had two beautiful children together. Our marriage started off strong, filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. However, as the years went by, we drifted apart, and our communication became strained. We both had demanding careers, and our busy schedules left little time for each other. Slowly, we started to lose the connection we once had, and our marriage began to crumble.   The final straw came when I discovered my husband had been unfaithful. I was devastated and felt betrayed. I couldn't believe that the man I loved and trusted had broken our vows. In a fit of anger and hurt, I made the impulsive decision to end our marriage. I filed for divorce and moved out of our family home, taking our children with me.   At first, I felt relieved and empowered by my decision. I was no longer in a toxic and unhappy marriage. However, as time went by, I started to feel a deep sense of regret. I missed my ex-husband, and I realized that I still loved him. I couldn't shake off the feeling that I had made a mistake and that I wanted to go back to him.   It took a lot of self-reflection and soul-searching for me to realize that my ex-husband and I were both at fault for the breakdown of our marriage. I had been so consumed by my anger and hurt that I couldn't see my own mistakes. I had stopped communicating with him, and I had neglected our relationship. I also realized that I had never truly forgiven him for his infidelity. I had held onto the pain and resentment, and it was eating away at me.   I knew that if I wanted to have any chance of rebuilding our marriage, I needed to forgive my ex-husband and myself. It was not an easy process, but I knew it was necessary for my own peace of mind. I reached out to my ex-husband, and we had a long and honest conversation. We both apologized for our mistakes and acknowledged the hurt we had caused each other. It was a cathartic experience, and I could feel the weight of regret slowly lifting off my shoulders.   We decided to give our marriage another chance, and it was not an easy road. We had to work on rebuilding trust and communication, and it took time and effort. However, we were both committed to making it work, and slowly but surely, our love and connection were rekindled. Today, we are happily married, and our relationship is stronger than ever.   Looking back, I regret the pain and hurt I caused my ex-husband and our children by impulsively ending our marriage. However, I am grateful for the lessons I learned. I learned the power of forgiveness and the importance of communication in a marriage. I also learned that marriage is not always easy, and it takes effort and commitment from both partners to make it work.   In conclusion, I regret quitting my marriage, but I am grateful for the opportunity to rebuild it. Forgiveness played a crucial role in our reconciliation, and it allowed us to move forward and create a stronger and healthier relationship. I hope my story can serve as a reminder that it is never too late to forgive and rebuild a broken marriage. As Caroline Danjuma said, "Peace of mind is more valuable than money," and I couldn't agree more. MARRIAGE REGRETS: WHY I WISH I HADN'T GIVEN UP ON MY RELATIONSHIP Marriage is a sacred bond between two individuals, a promise to love and support each other through thick and thin. It is a commitment that requires effort, patience, and understanding. However, in today's fast-paced world, marriages are facing more challenges than ever before. The divorce rate is on the rise, and many couples are giving up on their relationships without even trying to work things out. As someone who has been through a divorce, I can say with certainty that it is not an easy decision to make. And looking back, I regret quitting my marriage and wish I could go back to my ex-husband.   When I first got married, I was head over heels in love with my husband. We had a fairytale wedding, and I was convinced that we were meant to be together forever. However, as time went by, we started facing challenges in our relationship. We both had demanding jobs, and we were constantly stressed and exhausted. Our communication started to suffer, and we drifted apart. Instead of addressing the issues, we both chose to ignore them, hoping they would go away on their own.   As the distance between us grew, we started to argue more frequently. Our once loving and supportive relationship turned into a constant battle. We both said things we didn't mean, and our fights became more intense. It was a toxic cycle that we couldn't seem to break. And in the midst of all the chaos, I made the impulsive decision to file for divorce. I was convinced that it was the best thing for both of us, but I couldn't have been more wrong.   After the divorce was finalized, I felt a sense of relief at first. I thought I was finally free from all the stress and drama. But as time went by, I started to realize the gravity of my decision. I missed my ex-husband, and I regretted giving up on our marriage. I couldn't help but wonder if things would have been different if we had tried to work things out instead of giving up so easily.   One of the biggest regrets I have is not seeking professional help. We were both too proud to admit that we needed counseling, and we thought we could fix our problems on our own. But the truth is, sometimes we need an outside perspective to help us see things clearly. A therapist could have helped us communicate better and find healthy ways to deal with our stress and conflicts. But instead, we let our egos get in the way, and it ultimately led to the downfall of our marriage.   Another regret I have is not giving our relationship the time and effort it deserved. Marriage is not easy, and it requires constant effort and commitment. But we were both too caught up in our own lives and careers that we neglected our relationship. We stopped making time for each other, and we took each other for granted. Looking back, I wish I had put in more effort to make our marriage work. I wish I had fought for us instead of giving up so easily.   I have learned the hard way that marriage is not something to be taken lightly. It is a commitment that requires patience, understanding, and constant effort. And while I cannot change the past, I have come to realize that I still love my ex-husband and would do anything to go back and make things right. I regret quitting my marriage, and I hope that others can learn from my mistakes and not give up on their relationships without trying to work things out first. As Caroline Danjuma said, "Peace of mind is more valuable than money," and I can attest to that from my own experience.   AUTHOR'S REMARK CONCLUSION Understanding your partner in marriage is an invaluable asset for a fulfilling and successful relationship. It allows for effective communication, builds trust and emotional intimacy, and fosters a sense of support and partnership. By taking the time to truly know and understand your spouse, you can navigate the challenges of married life together, grow as individuals and as a couple, and create a love that lasts a lifetime. So, invest in understanding your partner, because the benefits will be immeasurable.   Answer the following: What made you realize that you regretted quitting your marriage? How has your perception of your ex-husband changed since the divorce? What factors led to your initial decision to quit your marriage? Read the full article

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The Best Placement Agencies in Delhi for Getting a Job

Navigating the Job Market: Best Placement Agencies in Delhi

In today's competitive job market, finding the right employment opportunity can be a daunting task. Job seekers often face challenges in identifying suitable positions and connecting with potential employers. Placement agencies play a vital role in bridging this gap by assisting job seekers in their quest for the perfect job. This article aims to explore the job placement consultancy near me, providing a comprehensive guide for job seekers to navigate the job market effectively.

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Placement agencies offer personalized job search services tailored to individual preferences and qualifications. They conduct in-depth interviews and assessments to identify the candidate's strengths, weaknesses, and career aspirations. This personalized approach increases the chances of finding a job that aligns with the candidate's goals.

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Job seekers can benefit from expert guidance provided by placement agencies. The agencies often offer resume building tips, interview coaching, and career counseling, helping candidates present themselves in the best possible light to potential employers.

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Going Home

Jet-Black Hero: Tsukuyomi / Tokoyami Fumikage x Fem!Reader - Pro Hero AU (in their 20s)

Tokoyami had it bad. He had it so bad he had to bribe dark shadow to keep his mouth shut about it when you would call him. Sure he’s older than he was in high school and has more control over his quirk partner- he could force him to keep his mouth shut, but it feels wrong to force him to do anything when he’s a friend

You met Tokoyami in high school, becoming instant friends and bonding over darkness and crime shows. You even went as scully and mulder one Halloween together. But then you moved to a different country before senior year and he hasn’t been able to physically see you since.

You kept in contact religiously. He was your best friend and you told him you’d die if he doesn’t remain that way. You talk every day whenever you have free time and FaceTime every Monday and Wednesday alternating evenings and mornings for each other whenever hero work allows.

You have a separate conversation going on Snapchat, Instagram, and texts that you both stay on top of. Your Snapchat streak said 1174 and you’d be damned if it ever broke before you got to see him again. And yes, somewhere along the lines, you fell for him, but you’d never tell him. You’d never ruin your friendship like that.

“Remember to pick her up at noon” Dark Shadow said into his mind and he rolled his eyes, like he would ever forget the date and time his best friend would be in his life again. The second his agency was confirmed he extended a contract toward you, a popular new hero who was looking for an agency. A six month contract with abilities to extend should it feel like a good fit.

“Seriously? Not just because I’m your friend? You honest to god think our quirks would work well if I’m your side kick? On the bracelet?” He nods into the phone camera and then looks down at the purple adjustable bracelet you had gotten for him on your last arcade adventure before you moved, a matching black one on your wrist.

“I swear on the bracelet” he said, heart skipping. Yes he knew your quirks would work well together that was true. But he also knew that he was dying to see to again and when you said you only needed a good enough opportunity to move back, he saw a perfect opportunity that fate had handed you both.

Your black bracelet was faded to grey over the years of never taking it off but your heart beat raced in your chest. “Okay” you say with a smile and warm cheeks “I’ll have my agent look over the contract and I’ll give it a serious thought career wise.” Your eyes sparkled and he hoped your agent liked the proposal. His heart racing as you smiled at him like that. God he loved your smile.

“I like it. It would be good for your hero image if you had hero work in other countries as well. Young hero going back home. We can make a good story out of it how you were home sick. It’s also good that it’s with your best friend.” You checked out after she said she liked it. You were going home. You were going home.

You called Tokoyami right away and he answered on almost the last ring. “I’m sorry I just needed to talk to you” you said and took a deep breath as he work up “no it’s fine. It’s always fine when it’s you” his voice was tired and thick and you could only imagine how it would be in person.

“I have some news” you said with a smile and he perked up, sitting up in bed and against his headboard as he looked out his window at the night sky “what is it?” He asks, trying not to feel too excited as the phone presses hard against his ear.

“Guess” you said with a teasing tone and he knew immediately

“Really?” He asks, not being able to hide the excitement in his tone as his empty fist shoots up in celebration

“She said she liked it. It’ll be good for my image” you said with a grin, holding the phone in the crook of your neck as you play with the bracelet you’ve never taken off.

“When?” He asks eagerly

“You should know when Fumi, you made the contract” you joke and he chuckles

“no I know when your first day will be but when are you coming here?” He needs to know how much longer. How much more time will be spent away from you

“A week”

he laughs once out of shock and joy “a week?” He asks and you laugh, joy lacing every part of your voice

“my agent got me a flight and an apartment. The building I asked for already had one open and it was easy peasy. It’ll be furnished for me so I’ll be there next Wednesday at noon. Then I’ll have three weeks there before I start work. With you”

He couldn’t believe it. It went so fast he feels like his heart is spasming. Eight years away from you and only one week to go. “I’ll pick you up text me your itinerary”

“Okay” you say with a laugh and then smirk as you say “you’re not gonna ask where I’m gonna be living?”

“Where?”

“#407” you say and it takes him a moment but he gets there

“You mean six doors down?” He asks and you laugh

“Yeah I hope you don’t mind. I just thought it would be fun” you feel nervous like he’s not gonna like it, your palms sweat

“That’s amazing I’m so happy” he says and you grin “really? You don’t mind I’m living in your building?”

“Why would I mind? The best person in my life is going to be my neighbor. I can’t wait”

You hear his alarm go off and gasp “I’m sorry Fumi I didn’t mean to ruin your sleep”

He laughs “you didn’t. Trust me. But I do have to go to work. To get things set for you to be here.”

“Okay. I’ll text you. Be safe today Fumi”

—

His hands feel sweaty as he stands at the gates. Jesus. Was this even a good idea? Fuck he was so nervous. Your plan had landed he was just waiting for the doors to open. When the fight attendants opened the door he felt dark shadow getting nervous as well.

But then he saw you, a hat on your head and sunglasses on to try and stay inconspicuous in American airports but since you were here now you took them off and ran your hand through your hair before scanning the room.

Fuck you were so beautiful his mouth was dry. You were so cute in pictures and face time but it had nothing on you in person. You were an angel. This was a bad idea he was too in love to do this.

Your eyes meet his and you smile wide, your hat and glasses in one hand and a water bottle in the other as you start making your way to each other. You started off walking and weaving around the slow walkers but once you had space you couldn’t stop increasing your speed before you were running for him, your water bottle clanging to the ground as you dropped everything and threw off your backpack to slam into his strong arms, laughing as tears fall into his neck as you bury your face into him.

“Hey Fumi” you whispered and held you tighter. You smelled amazing. Like fresh air and rosemary. He couldn’t get enough. He held you tight to his chest and realized you felt smaller in his arms but then he realized when you left he was 5’5 and tiny. He’s grown a lot since then and even though you have changed too, he’s still a much larger man than he was before.

He dwarfed you. You never thought it was even possible. He held you completely and you never wanted him to let go. “Fumikage” you say as you pull back, making sure he keeps his arms around your waist. You reach up and run your hand down his long feathers down the back of his head “you’re much larger in person holy crap. and your feathers are so beautiful!!! Fumi!!. I forgot the beautiful shades in the darkness of the black. How are you still single Fumi you must be dripping with fans” You joked but your heart hurt saying it. You wanted to hear him say he wasn’t dating. That he has feelings for you.

He looks down at you and feels pride swell in his heart as you praise him, controlling the urge to fluff out his feathers when you call them beautiful.

“No one wants to date a fan” he says shutting down your investigative prodding at his love life, but then says “You’re one to talk you’ve changed so much but I didn’t even know it was possible to be this gorgeous. Don’t think I didn’t read about America’s most eligible bachelorette.”

Your cheeks flush with heat and you hide your face in his neck “oh hush Fumi. Always flustering me. Like you haven’t FaceTimed me every week. And that article was a joke” he sighs softly and you can see emotions swirling in his eyes.

“It’s different in person” he says and you sigh as you gaze up at him with a smile “it certainly is”

Once dark shadow decided to ruin the moment you remembered you were still in the airport. Fumi carried your big suitcase like it wasn’t a hundred pounds and before you could object dark shadow had your backpack across his back. Dark Shadow just laughed when you stuck your tongue out at him. “we’ve really missed you” he said when he handed you your water, your glasses and hat already on his body

—

You fall back into an easy rhythm with Fumikage, teasing and playing while talking in his car back to the apartment. After laughing so hard and catching your breath, you look over at his profile and your heart skips. The sun is hitting his feathers, his black button up shirt that was unbuttoned at the neck pulled at his biceps as his right hand rests against the shifter and his left hand was on the steering wheel. God you didn’t know if this was a good idea. You thought you were going back to your childhood home but being with Fumikage nothing has felt more like home than this.

“The boxes you sent over should be here in the next few days. If you need anything or don’t have something you can always come over, I have a spare key for emergencies” he’s going over a few things that it seems like he’s really thought about before you came. He was prepared and it warmed your heart. You smiled up at him as the elevator dinged for the fourth floor and he looked down at you eyes widening as he catches you staring. you smile and reach out, taking a gentle hold on his free hand near you and give it a soft squeeze. “Thank you Fumi. You think of everything. I’ve really missed that”

He doesn’t let go of your hand until he has to unlock his front door, you’d be staying the night with him and your agent was meeting you in the morning with the keys for your place.

his fingers tingle to grab for your hand again but he doesnt

“You can have my room, I’ll take the couch in my office. It’s a pull out.” You smile from your place standing on the landing just inside the door, watching as he disappears with your luggage down a hallway then comes back walking a little slower and playing with his hands like he does when he’s nervous.

The edge of the landing went down a couple steps and he stopped at the bottom edge “feel free make yourself at your home” he says with a nervous chuckle and you grin, running and jumping off the landing into his arms and burying your face in his shoulder.

“Oh Fumi eight years was too long” you whispered into him and he holds you up effortlessly, his beak brushing your shoulder and he curves into you, desperate to hold you after so long “way too long” he agreed.

———

The weeks seemed to fly by, you were settled into your apartment and you just got done with your first official week at the office.

“So, Tsukuyomi, Sir” you say with a smirk and lean against his open office door “how was my first day boss?”

He crosses his arms over his wide chest and gave you his best Boss look, making your heart flutter and causing your cheeks to heat up. you chuckled and tried not to show how flustered you were when you walked farther into his office. He stood from his desk and gave you a nod with a soft chuckle “you did well. I think you’re going to love it here. Let me take you to dinner tonight to celebrate”

——

He showed up at your door at seven and your breath catches in your throat when you see him. Black straight jeans with a black button up tucked in with a red tie and black boots. He looked divine. Like a god of the underdark. His hands were fixing his tie and you stepped forward, not missing the squeak of his own breath catching in his throat at the sight of you, and fixed his tie for him.

You had on a red dress and a black jean jacket that has rolled sleeves and pair of black booties that look like you could kick someone’s ass in them. His brain immediately short wired and all he can think is how well you look together. How right. How good. Fuck this was going to be harder than he thought to just be your friend but he didn’t want to you to think he was a sleaze or make you quit his agency.

Your hands fix his tie and then rest against his chest, when you see his flustered eyes and nervous body language you chuckle and lean up, kissing his beak gently, then wiping the lipstick with your thumb “you look really handsome Fumi” you say softly and he feels a whimper catch in his throat.

your eyes turn from him up to Dark Shadow who had on a matching tie “is it too much?” He asks and you laugh “you look good in it but I do think you pull off natural look best” he nods and salutes you “message received” before taking it off and tossing it into your apartment behind you.

When you look back to Fumi he’s glaring at Dark Shadow like he was a bad child and you chuckled before boldly taking his hand, hoping you read the signs right and that he did feel the same.

“Are you ready?” You ask and he nods, his fingers tighten around your hand as he relaxes, giving you a soft squeeze before placing your hand on his bicep and holding you close as he cleared his throat “I got a reservation at this new restaurant downtown” he says as you enter the elevator and you smile up at him “anywhere with you is perfect”

Dinner went by incredibly quick, you sat in a back booth, talking and laughing the whole night. It was a new restaurant that catered to people with any kinds of quirks and had surprisingly good tofu and fish. (I mean who’s gonna get the chicken on date with a bird?)

By the end of the meal he’s grabbed your hand over the table and is running his fingers against yours softly. “Thank you for tonight Fumi, I really feel like being here was the right choice. I would have came no matter what my agent said” his eyes widened a little

“Really?” He asks and you laugh with a grin “of course! You’re special to me and I just needed a good reason to come back home” your expression was so soft he felt those three words crawl up his tongue.

His eyes look serious for a moment as he looks at the way your hands look together “y/n I need to tell you something” he says and gets extra serious

“What is it?” You ask, trying to keep your voice neutral even tho you know your face screams ‘I’m worried now’

He meets your eye for a few long seconds before he shakes his head. He couldn’t. He couldn’t ruin this close friendship when he wasnt positive his feelings would be returned. “Never mind. It’s not that important. What do you say about dessert?”

He was leaning on the table on his elbows, close enough to reach out and touch over the tiny table, and so you did. You reach up and ran your fingers lightly over the edges of his feathers with a soft smile. “Of course Fumi. But how about we go to the cookie place by the park you always talk about. I know you like it and it’s a perfect night for a walk.” He swallows hard and nods “that’s a perfect idea” he says as he signals for the waiter to pay.

You hold his hand all the way to the cookie place, talking easily and joking around, but you keep hoping for the perfect moment to confess. You had a feeling that’s what he was going to do at the restaurant, it changed your heart and convinced you to take the leap, almost positive he felt the same.

You sit on a bench in the park, one with perfect view of the city skyline, eating your cookies and dark shadow is teasing you about the time you kept stealing Tokoyami’s poptarts from the dorm kitchen. Your cheeks are hot and you’ve turned yourself towards Tokoyami, your left hand on your cheek and your face hidden in his shoulder as you laughed together, your right hand rested on his kid thigh. It felt so easy. So absolutely right.

You drop your hand from your cheek and look up at Tokoyami with a soft smile, heart racing at the emotion you find in his eyes.

“I’m sorry for stealing your poptarts” you say and his throat catches again at the way your eyes seem to shine with love for him he almost feels it’s too much but he wants to dive deeper, to drown in the love he finds.

He chuckles and cups your cheek “I never cared. I had the hugest crush on you then”

Your heart skips and your cheek heats even more under his touch “and now?” You ask, voice barely above a whisper

“Now I’m so in love I don’t know if it’s even quantifiable” he says with a hint of exasperation as he leans down and presses his forehead to yours.

Your eyes flutter closed as your heart thrums against your ribs, his confession echoing in your head as fireworks explode in your heart. You press a kiss on his beak and your heart skips when you hear a gasp catch in his throat

“I’m in love with you too, Fumi” you say and he pulls you into a hug, nuzzling his beak into your neck, wanting to get close to you to show you how much he loves you the best he can since he can’t properly kiss you.

He nips softly at your neck skin and you giggle so sweetly he feels light headed. You pull back and kiss his cheek before looking into his eyes. He cups your cheek again “that’s what I wanted to say back at the restaurant”

You chuckle and smile, taking his hand you press gentle kisses against his palm, trailing a few down to his wrist before saying with a smirk “I know”

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[phoebehalliwell]

how would you rank the seasons from least to most favourite?

alright okay right off the bat worst season season 7. for starters i think this season has no staying power i mean like since i’ve been running this blog 4 so long now my knowledge of charmed is encyclopedic and insanely vast more than like it ever need be but for the longest time. i could not remember season 7. like wtf even happened there?? evidently leo became human??? cole returned? the avatars??? like all of it was just. it’s not even necessarily forgettable it’s just i straight up could not remember it for the longest time. and i’ve said it before the concept of utopia was way to advanced for a show like charmed to tackle i am not watching charmed for moral philosophy i am watching bc i love these girls ♥ hee hee hoo hoo magic adventure ✨ tho if i am to offer a single comment on utopia: it’s awfully rich for a show to go on about destiny and fate and then take a stand against utopia in the name of free will. but w/e. i don’t like leo in the avatars i don’t like his dynamic with piper in this season i don’t like whatever phoebe’s doing this season there’s like leslie?? maybe there’s someone else? boring & flavorless they should have been setting up her endgame instead of puttering around. and kyle. zoo wee mama. could have been a great antihero. morally gray. duplicitous. self serving. but no. they gave him all those traits and called him hero/love interest. s7 left a lot to be desired out of the characters and their relationships also gave us phat L’s such as the charmed ones are werewolves don’t worry about it and feminism peaked with naked women. shout out to zankou: demon, dilf, dub & the noir episode.

you know what? fuck it i’ll say it second worse season 5 genuinely fuck season five. this is probably a Very Specific beef 2 me But. i hate what they did to the charmed universe. this was the season that marked the transition of charmed from supernatural drama to campy soap which like. i love camp! i do! but fr. fuck this season and what it did to the worldbuilding. the early season have Such A Vibe to them man with warlocks and witches and just a couple niche monsters from assorted lore that the show took and made their own. season five opens with mermaids goes directly into fairytales then gives us superheros whatever the fuck was going on in that mummy episode the sandman leprechauns and nymphs. and i hate it for that. it takes away from this urban fantasy things that go bump in the night what lurks in the shadows of the back alleys of san francisco in favor of the ugliest cinderella dress ever put to television and an onslaught of horrible irish accents for a full episode. other issues with season five: cole’s still here? why? they don’t know and neither will you! we’re not redeeming him! phoebe’s not getting back together with him! yes he died we just refuse to let him go! the cherry on top of course being a cole-centric 100th episode. shout out to. hmm. lemme think about what i actually liked about this season. i like jason dean as a love interest i don’t remember what he did in s5 but i know he was there. the season finale i’ve talked about how stupid & shitty it was but idc i still love that episode and then shout out to bacarra the only original villain this season that was a proper serve. the crone gets second place.

next on this come on we all saw it coming season 8. it’s a bad season! and i get bts there was a whole lot happening budget cuts missing actor etc. but it goes beyond that. it was a bad season. billie and christie were bad. and i’ve said this before but billie in herself is not an inherently bad character. she was just the literal worst for the show. she was a dollar store buffy blonde confident cocky skilled and ready 2 fight evil But. we are not following her like we followed buffy we are following her mentors. it’s like if we had a show called giles that aired for seven seasons And Then buffy showed up. billie was insanely irritating to watch from our perspective and in general wasn’t like. well written. attempts to humanize her / give her more depth often fell flat. and then christy. oh nelly. oh my god. barely a character. not well acted but hey it would have been a miracle if she was. negatives include dumain who was a mess omg bringing back the triad bringing back the source billie & christy obvi and also involving homeland security. which is season 7′s fault which is why it’s the worst. dubs on the other hand include both coop and henry i really liked them the shoehorned love interests weren’t great but i like their characters i though the way the got rid of leo to save on the budget was really creative and gave us a great piper episode and of course the sugary sweet finale i love it i do what can i say.

yet another controversial choice aptly coming in fourth is season 4. i respect what season 4 set out to do. i think it was a good idea. long form narratives, keeping a darker tone, focusing on character-driven drama and growth. too bad it fucking failed miserably at all of this. cole as the source and phoebe as the queen of hell was just so so botched. they had a very unique opportunity following the death of prue to explore these characters and what it means to them to be charmed, to be witches. they saved the world but the cost is insanely high. they’ve lost an older sister. they’ve gained a new sister. how do you even begin to cope with all this? episodes such as hell hath no fury and brain drain fuck so hard because they work with exactly that. had the whole season been like those episode season four would sit at number one with flying colors absolutely no competition. but alas. we can’t have nice things. the show got so bogged down with phoebe & cole, in a way that was just so, so messy. for starters, whether you loved cole or hated him before, we can all agree source!cole sucked. he was such a strong 180 from what we had seen that the show had to make the source some type of possession to justify half the shit they were trying to pull. and then to pit phoebe and paige against one another over a man was just. disgusting. and the ending of course felt rushed because it was! they wrapped up that entire issue in a nice little bow much faster than they reasonably should have been able to. it could have been a great season. it was definitely not. shout out to the seer an iconic mastermind on barbas levels, as previously stated brain drain and hell hath no fury Specific shout out to piper’s scene at prue’s grave shout out to paige as a character i like what they did with her and um. yeah that’s it.

okay we’re exiting the shit tier in favorite of the good tier welcome to the upper half. kicking us off is season 6. season 6 did what season 4 could not in that it gave us a long form plot that still left plenty of room for like. normal demon of the week episodes. i love phoebe early in this season with her faboo haircut her brand new empathy power and her relationship with jason dean. obvious strikes against for whatever the fuck that baby crazy stint was and also the mata hari episode. yikes. i love paige’s hair color in this season nothing paige as a character necessarily stands out to me however i like how they seem to have hit the blend of work-magic with paige where she wants a life and career outside of magic however she still loves the craft and embraces is with an open heart and mind. season six also gives us chris who was a very fun male lead imo we really didn’t have many like him he’s bitchy. he whines and bitches a lot he’s got an agenda he’s a bit secretive but at the end of the day he just wants a family i like him. i like the character growth we see out of piper i like seeing her try to move on from leo i love seeing her get back together with leo i like her dynamic with chris and her fears about motherhood. i also liked richard but that one takes a lot of justification. L’s are witchstock hyde school reunion used karma off the top of my head also the paige/richard/addiction plotline was so tone deaf. also the girls were mean to darryl : ( he deserved so much better. dubs were chris as a character, tbh the episode little monsters, phoebe with empathy specifically saying i love you too to jason i could write a dissertation on that line alone also the courtship of wyatt’s father and i thought the reveals of evil wyatt and chris being piper and leo’s son were both fun and interesting plot twists.

coming in third is actually season 2 a season i really do love it’s just. it lacks structure. imo there is a lot to love about season 2 morality bites and pardon my past are both delightful time travel episodes we get jack sheridan and bane jessup two of my personal favorite prue love interests we get p3 h2o and a great prue plotline regarding the death of patty we get the super cute cupid episode it’s a great. collection of episodes. it’s not a great season. there’s just imo not a strong enough thread connecting the stories together it’s mainly held together by having the same characters in it over and over again i really liked dan personally but like. i knew we were wasting time there. he was just an obstacle. a super cute loving and caring obstacle who’s great with kids but lbr piper and leo were always endgame. wasting our time on dan was stupid. i do love the sister dynamics in season two “gotta hand it to those pesky little demons they sure have brought us closer together” but again. this season could have benefitted from a rex and hannah type or even like a cole or zankou. this season is less of a season and more of just like a handful of episodes, and while there are some fat dubs, there are also some definite swings & misses. shout out to the time travel episodes the prue centric episodes phoebe’s character growth and maturity throughout this season (e.g. her going back to college) and i also think the fashion got a lot more fun this season.

second place i’m saying season one season one was a really strong start and gave us these really compelling characters with interesting relationships between one another But. a lot of it just kinda falls flat. and credit where credit is due it was a brand new show getting its feet under it but the fourth sister feats of clay which prue is it anyway they just simply aren’t dubs imo. also i don’t like that 70′s episode bc again i am an asshole concerned about The Lore i can’t believe one bitch ass warlock caused the Charmed Ones to grow up without powers. it just really bugs me. all in all the plots as a whole like aren’t great imo they’re nothing to write home about (save for from fear to eternity) it’s really the characters that make this season so goddamn good.

first place congratulations to the one the only season three. this is just because it kinda hits all my requirements in that it has some banger one offs (e.g. all halliwell’s eve, the good, the bad, and the cursed) it has an overarching plot at the exact same time as the source becomes more prominent and obvi cole is also there with murderous intent i like the character growth we see especially from prue i like piper and leo finally get married overall i really like the aesthetic of this season that blends a darker urban fantasy tone with still some charmed fashion and whimsy. strikes against tbh phoebe and cole’s relationship i am insanely picky with my enemies to lovers and the do not come remotely close to cutting the mustard in fact they are almost immediately disqualified however from afar i can see and respect The Drama. shout out to recasting victor prue with pistols death as a character and shannen directing episodes

#and of course this is a matter of opinion i'm not expecting everyone to agree w me Howver #i think you'd also be hard pressed to talk me out of my opinion #like the closer you get to the top there's more wiggle room like what's the best season i think changes with the wind #but the shit tier stays shit tier in my mind it's a matter of personal preference and i personally prefer my season to be good #charmed #💌

[milks-writings]

What r Bo, Akaashi, Oikawa, Kenma, and Tendous favorite places to be kissed?

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☆*.:｡.✿ 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: Kōtarō Bokuto x GN!Reader;   Keiji Akaashi x GN!Reader;   Tōru Oikawa x GN!Reader;   Kenma Kozume x GN!Reader;   Satori Tendō x GN!Reader

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☆*.:｡.✿ 𝕒/𝕟: ehh I didn’t know if you mean places like wherein public or places where to kiss like forehead, hands n so on so I just did both! 🥳❤

I really loved writing that cuz,,, fluff n I hope you like them too anon🥰❤

Thank you so much for your request!<3<3

These are a lil short but I hope you still like em oop 😳✊🏻

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☆*.:｡.✿ Headcanons:

Bokuto’s, Akaashi’s, Oikawa’s, Kozume’s and Tendō’s favourite places to be kissed:

BOKUTO:

He loves to get kissed in front of everyone! To show off who is his

Like, it can be in front of your friends, of a crowd, in front of your family, as long as it’s in a public place he loves it

But of course, he also loves getting kissed while you two are alone

His favourite spot is on his nose tip!

Idk know why I got this feeling, but if you kiss his nose tip he feels always so loved <3

Especially whenever he pouts, and you kiss his nose tip, he feels like his ego got boosted!

Also because you probably can reach it easier than his forehead

AKAASHI:

He prefers getting kissed whenever you two are alone

But! He thinks that it’s also nice to get kissed in public whenever no one is looking, idc what you say, but he thinks that it feels different than other kisses

But if you want to kiss him in public he doesn’t really mind either <3

He would get a little embarrassed doe

Soo, I feel like kissing his fingers is the sweetest thing you could do

Since he fidgets a lot with them, it feels kinda nice to get his fingers kissed?

He loves it the most while you two are cuddling and you play with his fingers and then start kissing each finger

OIKAWA:

Kisses you in public and private places so often!

Like fuck holding hands, fuck hugs, he constantly kisses you everywhere and every time he gets to

He literally has no shame lasjdfas

Will also make out with you, like, no way he is going to miss out this opportunity

Loves getting forehead kisses! Kiss his forehead so tenderly and he will get weak knees

Sometimes he just pushes his hair back as a sign for you to kiss his forehead, and also does it while cuddling

If you can’t reach his forehead he will even kneel down for you so just do it for him, and also for you <3 :(

KOZUME:

Please do not kiss him in public, he doesn’t really like it?

Though he will hold your hand, to somehow make up for that!

He just isn’t really comfortable kissing you in public, but sometimes, if he feels really good, he will give you a small peek, and this means already a lot to him and to you

Please, kiss him on top of his head! Fr, I am begging you

He loves the way you kiss his hair so softly

It’s much better if he plays a game while you do it, and he will literally put down the game just to cuddle up to you and get more kisses <3

TENDŌ:

At first, he would be insecure about getting kissed in public, because he thinks that it will somehow affect your career in a bad way? Cuz u know, he got bullied so he is very insecure about it first :(

But after a while, he will give you kisses everywhere and don’t care about people watching you two!

He loves it when you kiss his cheeks like really, he just enjoys it so much!

Sometimes whenever you hug each other he will just pull a lil away so you kiss his cheek and will the rub his cheek against yours to ‘share’ the kiss awe <3

He gets a big softie if you will kiss both of his cheeks at once oajdf

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