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5x13 The Diamond Of The Day Part 2
Merlin ends the battle at Camlann. Morgana’s army and Mordred die in the battle. Morgana’s spy is found and killed. Percival and Gwaine hunt down Morgana, who tortures Merlin and Arthur’s location out of Gwaine, which kills him. Morgana finds Merlin and he kills her with Excalibur. Merlin reveals his magic to Arthur, tries and fails to get Arthur to Avalon in time to heal him, and Arthur dies in Merlin’s arms.
3x08 The Eye Of The Phoenix
Morgana gives Arthur the Eye of the Phoenix as he sets out on a quest to get the Fisher King’s Golden Trident. A concerned Merlin and Gwaine follow him, Merlin exchanges the Eye of the Phoenix for the water of Lake Avalon and Arthur finds the Trident.
1x04 The Poisoned Chalice
Nimueh tips Merlin off that Arthur’s chalice has been poisoned, he drinks from it instead to save Arthur and begins dying. Against Uther’s wishes, Arthur goes on a quest to get the cure for the poison. Nimueh and her monsters try to kill him, but Merlin sends a magic orb that saves him and he’s able to get the cure back to Camelot in time to save Merlin.
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Baby gojo and daddy gojo not wanting to share mama gojo😭✋i-
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aww this is so cute of course this is the first i worked on after getting back from my weekend break <3 and actually i have this one similar ask too so i combined yours with theirs! here's some cute blinking gojo in phantom parade and okay now let us have some crack and make gojo suffer
a part of gojo's love entries
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“bwah!” a nudge.
“myah!” a shove.
and then—
“waaa!” a… slap (?) on the cheek.
“huh?” satoru winced, touching where the baby’s palm just connected with his face, blinking rapidly. so he wasn’t imagining things. this really was happening in front of his eyes.
and it was the baby—his baby.
your giggles filled the air in response.
“hey, you,” satoru took on a very stern look and an exaggerated frown, glaring at his own son. the baby merely babbled at him innocently, blinking his wide crystal blue eyes that mirrored his. “bad, bad minion. this is a very serious issue. you shouldn’t do that, you hear?”
the serious issue being each time he tried to lean closer to steal a kiss from you, your son always found a way to repel him away with his tiny hands.
you snorted at his righteous tone. “he’s just protecting me. even your kid knows you’re a danger.”
a gasp left your husband’s shiny lips, mockingly in disbelief. “me? a danger? i make your life a heaven on earth!”
“heav—pfft—”
“i give you love, food, my body—” he emphasized, pointing at himself for a dramatic effect, and you threw your head back, dissolving into a fit of laughter even more, “—heck, i even give you this naughty baby!”
“wha—no! that’s team effort!”
“still! and now he is staging an uprising against me?” satoru cheekily eyed his child, who was now clutching the fabric of your blouse, tiny fingers playing with the shiny diamonds of your necklace—a gift from satoru too, actually.
“look at him go,” he grumbled, his eyes following each little movement his son made, then dramatically yelped when the boy pawed at your breasts. “hey! no touching! those are mine!”
“please.” you almost choked on your laugh. your silly husband always had a way to make things sound funnier than they actually were, and that was what made you fall in love with him more each day, really. “the milk is his!”
“he can have the cow’s! and more importantly, it’s thanks to me that you’re so milky—”
“satoru! you’re so uncouth i can’t—!”
“see? you’re laughing so much! this proves enough that i make you happy every day!”
later that night, after you put your baby to sleep in his crib, satoru gently poked his cheek, his expression tender despite his pursed lips. “he is out like a light…”
satoru might whine a lot, but ultimately, you couldn’t miss the look of adoration and fondness that made him the father of your child. even without saying it out loud, you knew that he would willingly put everything aside and sacrifice anything—first of all, himself—if it was meant for his dearest, most precious treasure.
knowing he'd do the same for you only served to melt your heart even more. and you felt full—so full, in fact, with warmth and love and anything that was soft.
you really do love him, don’t you?
“look at him, he’s like a shrimp,” your husband pointed out, still gazing at his baby in wonder as he kept poking and prodding at the chonky rolls of his little arms, and you thought, nothing could have been more precious than this.
“satoru.”
“yeah?” he turned instantly at the sound of his name, but before he could react further—
you stood on your tiptoes and planted a swift smooch on his cheek, putting the overflowing love you held for him in it. “mwah!”
“…?!”
for the next three seconds, satoru malfunctioned. the brush of your sweet lips on his cheek was so innocent that he was rendered speechless. heat steadily gathered on his face, turning him pink despite himself.
“you…” he groaned, collecting himself, a dopey smile was quickly plastered on his face to cover up his setback as you burst into hearty laughter. “now you’ve started it…” and then he latched on you with a glint of a joker, launching a full-blown tickle attack.
“a—ah! why?! satoru! ahahahaha!”
. . .
safe to say, your wheezes effectively awoke your son from his slumber, and as a bit of payback, you left satoru in the dust to deal with the crying baby, both of them whimpering in unison since he had absolutely no clue how to comfort the little one.
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when you die, gojo is still in denial. they say there are five stages of grief, yet he still hasn't been past that first phase. he misses it a lot. your touch on his skin. the way you'd trace random lines on his thighs when you were so indulge in a book. and that sudden grip whenever you came across a thrilling part of it. he always chuckled at your sudden "whats" and "awws".
he misses how your voice would always get gentler when you spoke to him. your usual voice was a little loud but whenever you spoke to him, you'd be so sweet and calm.
he misses how you'd outshine anyone and everyone around you. even him. the strongest. your smile was brighter than the diamond on your engagement ring. but life is unfair, isn't it? he was so excited to turn you from his fiánce to his wife, only to find you dead and cold on the ground, the crimson blood filming the diamond, drenching it in itself.
but to this day, even after so many years, he still finds himself in denial when he accidentally (to what it seems like a hundredth accident) calls you his wife mid conversation with someone else. "oh my wife loves this...perfume," he says to the worker, his voice fading in the end when he realizes he was supposed to use past tense. "loved"
"why don't you gift it to her? i am sure she'll love it," the girl smiles. if only she knew.
but he buys it anyway. decorates it with pink ribbons and stuff, even when he knew you were not there to open it anymore. he comes home, sits in one dim light of the bedroom, unwrapping it. he sprays the perfume on one of your dress that he loved. your scent. god he misses it. the cerulean eyes mimic an ocean once again in the wait of his lover. a useless wait for you were never arriving on his door ever again.
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Joe Hills:
made a hermitcraft episode the day after his daughter was born to tell everyone how excited he was to meet her
staged a multi day one hermit protest outside warner chapell to defend mumbo jumbo's videos against copyright strikes
did a series of videos reading his webcomic aloud with the intention of making it accessible for the visually impaired, asking for feedback after each one
runs a table flipping competition at his local convention that lasts until the table breaks
made a working model replica of the evergiven in the strait of Joebraltar (stopped bdubs transporting villagers)
outplayed grian in a prank war by pulling out an IOU to make grian not retaliate to his base being covered in lava
pays all his staff members for their time moderating, brainstorming, project managing, and more
has played on every season of hermitcraft, from several weeks into season one onwards
is the only hermit to have met zombiecleo in person
part of a group who wrote and published the pitfalls and penguins TTRPG (has run a session with pauseunpause as a player)
ran a coup to make season two of Hermitcraft happen, establish a voting system, and get cleo (and mumbo) on the server
adds challenges to his minecraft gameplay to keep it interesting (a season without diamonds, a season without wings)
makes models that are as accurate to his chosen scale and reality as possible
has a world pinball ranking
oldest Hills sibling
has videos that are midroll ad free due to support from patreon sponsors
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