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smolbean-17 · 2 months

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Hunter is probably going to die this season.

You know I’ve theorized this if you’ve been following me since Season 1. As the season keeps rolling out, the more and more I really do think this will happen.

We know that the ending will be bittersweet, and we know that the emotions behind the ending has a lot to do with fatherhood in particular (according to DBB)

They are putting a huge emphasis on Crosshair and Omega’s relationship. Particularly how he could fill a paternal role for her. Omega mirroring Crosshair is a huge sign to not only us as the audience, but to Hunter as well, that Crosshair can (and will) become a father figure to her. They didn’t have to show us that Hunter noticed Omega mimicking Crosshair. But they did. They’re masterfully crafting that something is going on in Hunter’s head. He’s thinking about Crosshair and Omega’s relationship, and what that could mean.

Crosshair still has a long way to go in regards to his guilt. They could easily have him sacrifice himself at the end to ultimately quell all of his guilt, but I believe that they’re going the route of subverting everyone’s expectations. Crosshair could sacrifice himself for full redemption (like they do with most Star Wars characters) and he probably would given the chance. But story wise, he doesn’t really need to.

If they were planning to go that route, he wouldn’t have been reintroduced to and accepted by the group so early on in the season.

They are actively showing Crosshair paving the way to his redemption. He’s putting in the work. He is protective, helpful, and actively putting himself in danger for the benefit of his family. He’s redeeming himself already. Him dying isn’t necessary to resolve his story. In fact, I think it would diminish the power behind his change. People can make bad decisions. They can hurt others. They can change. And they can live to see happier days. That is hope. And that is always the overarching theme of Star Wars.

Hunter, on the other hand, has been incredibly uncertain and indecisive throughout the entire show. Where Crosshair knows and acts on his decisions, whether good or bad, Hunter has been unsure of himself and his role in everything. His path is way less cut and dry. It almost feels like, in many ways, he has lost his leadership. And he feels it. He regrets his decisions. He probably blames himself for everything bad that has happened. He clearly doesn’t fully trust himself to keep his family safe.

How can his story be resolved, short of him simply finally deciding to take a stand and fight for the other clones?

By giving up his life for his family, for a cause he never wanted to be a part of, as a leader should. So they can go on and live the life he so desperately wants for them.

I don’t think at this point in the story Hunter would allow anyone else to sacrifice themselves. He would stop it from happening. He’s learned from his mistakes.

My theory is that we will see more and more instances of Hunter recognizing Omega’s growing relationships with others, especially Crosshair. And when the time finally comes, he’ll be able to let go of needing to be her primary protector. He’ll see the growth in her, and in his brothers, and finally trust that they’ll be okay. Whether he sacrifices himself or gets mortally injured in a fight/accident, he will be at peace.

I don’t know if his death will be ambiguous or unseen, like him dying in an explosion or something like that, or if it will be more obvious.

I could see him having a Fives-esque death. Where he can say goodbye to his family, and finally pass off the responsibility he held so close to his heart to Crosshair and his brothers.

And if Tech really is dead, he won’t have to be alone anymore.

They’d put Hunter’s helmet above his grave, the last real symbol of the Bad Batch, and a last goodbye to the Clone Wars (since his helmet resembles the regs’ helmets the most)

They’d leave Tech’s goggles on his grave (if Tech stays dead) along with Lula. Omega would leave a bouquet of flowers from Pabu. What a powerful image that would be.

Omega could then go on to lead her own little batch. She’s made the friends and connections to do so. Crosshair and the others wouldn’t be too far behind.

It would be a touching resolution to Hunter’s and Crosshair’s and Omega’s arcs.

Other clues I think they’re dropping that support this theory:

-Omega’s new hair design. It’s perfect for her to wear Hunter’s bandana.

-Batcher joining the squad. She fills the tracking role.

-Crosshair’s increased screen time with Omega.

-Hunter’s increased desire to do whatever it takes to keep Omega safe, and the hints that he becomes reckless upon doing so.

-The Marauder exploding. Something about losing the home and the head of the home making for great storytelling.

-The idea of passing the torch of leadership to the next generation. From Clone Wars (TBB) to the new SW content (Omega)

-The fact that Jen Corbett said Hunter is her favorite character, and I’ve never known a female writer who doesn’t whump the hell out of their favorites the most (fr one of the most compelling arguments lol)

#the bad batch #star wars #clone wars #sw tbb #tbb #star wars tbb #hunter the bad batch #crosshair the bad batch #the bad batch spoilers #omega the bad batch #tbb theories

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echo-lover · 2 months

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I wanted to share my thoughts about the first three episodes of Bad Batch season 3 immediately after watching them, but I was too emotional about everything I saw that I needed some time to calm down a bit.

It's beyond my expectations, just perfect! From the plot, to the characters, through the beautiful graphics and wonderful music, everything was epic. This season will definitely be much more mature and dark than the others. I love Bad Batch with all my heart and words cannot describe how important these characters are to me. I don't think I will focus on each episode separately, but I will show my general feelings and thoughts.

Something that touched my heart deeply was how Omega becomes so much like Hunter. Her facial expressions, her eyes, tactical skills and that characteristic whistle! I immediately thought of Hunter. She became so mature, strong, decisive and calm in stressful situations. It's clear that she's no longer the same little child we met on Kamino in the first season. She has changed so much... Even Crosshair seems to see this, as he let her lead during his escape from Mount Tantiss. He was her support, did not question her ideas and did not hesitate to follow orders. I love watching their bond become stronger. Every day Omega came to his cell, talked about her day... and he listened... he had no choice because he couldn't just go, but I think they both needed each other's presence. They knew they were not alone and encouraged each other, in some way.

It is clear that Omega still misses the rest of her brothers and strongly believes that she will be able to return to them again, together with Crosshair. She can't imagine leaving him, it's out of the question. No matter how hard Crosshair tries to make her believe that he is not worth saving, she will still be on his side. I think Crosshair realized through her that his brothers never really wanted to leave him and were willing to take him back at any time if he just wanted...

Even though Omega has become more mature, she is still a child. Being locked in a cell, the routine and monotony of life must be very exhausting for her, because she is by nature a lively, active and curious sweet girl. She spent most of her life locked up and the only good memories she had were of freedom and her brothers, even though it wasn't for a long time. She even made herself a doll like Lula, who stayed on the Marauder with Hunter and Wrecker. This parallel symbolizes their connection, despite the enormous distance that separated them. And Batcher... Omega doesn't want to forget, she wants to remember her brothers, the love she had for them and received from them, all those good memories together... Ouch...

Somewhere in another part of the Galaxy, two brothers are desperately looking for their little sister. Their worn armor shows that they have fought hard during this time. Hunter also has different bandana... I've seen a theory that it's similar to the band Omega wore on his wrist in season two. This way, maybe Hunter wanted to always have her close to him, at least a part of her, I wonder if he can smell her scent... Oh Force, I'm gonna cry...

The sight of Hunter having difficulty working with Tech's Datapad, how desperate he is to do everything he can to find Omega, how exhausted he seems... Maybe it's just me, but he looks thinner and has paler skin than before. This breaks my heart. I'm sure he was thinking about Tech who could do the job in a second. The sight of his goggles resting alone, the empty space he once occupied... Marauder never looked so lonely... Let me tell you, I shed a tear.

I really liked how Wrecker was the voice of reason in his conversation with Hunter. It's beautiful how one look, a nod of the head, or a hand on the shoulder can bring Hunter down. They support each other and it is clear that after everything they have lost, they have become even closer. They need each other to keep from going crazy.

Even though they are the only two left, Wrecker still considers Hunter to be the leader and waits for his orders even though he knows he doesn't have to. He remains loyal. When he was talking to the little cadets on the Marauder, I was so happy when I heard his laughter. Honest, loud and heartwarming. I think he's needed this for a long time. He definitely misses the company of a child on board, he loves children so much...

I also love that little scene where Hunter is working and looks at Lula out of the corner of his eye, thinking about Omega. He can't live without her... I feel like if they were separated again, he wouldn't be able todeal with it and would just explode, showing all the anger and despair he was holding, possibly doing something stupid in the process... He loves his little Omega too much that he can't imagine life without her. He is ready to drop everything just to be able to hold her close to him, to keep her safe. I'm so scared for him.

On the one hand, I was surprised that Echo didn't stay with the boys to look for Omega, but I expected him to join Rex. They may also be searching, but I think their main goal is to free prisoners and gather as many allies as possible to create the Clone Rebellion.

I could talk for hours and still not express all my thoughts and emotions that these episodes made me feel. I can't wait for next Wednesday.

#the bad batch #star wars #clones #never stop loving clones #the bad batch season 3 #the bad batch season three spoilers #tbb hunter #tbb wrecker #tbb echo #tbb crosshair #tbb omega #tbb tech #personal thoughts

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moonstrider9904 · 2 months

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Just tiptoeing into episode 2.

I think the design of Hunter and Wrecker's armors and Dee Bradley Baker's voice acting for Hunter in that scene before the Durands is stunning. Just by looking at how worn their armor is and the emphasis on Hunter and Wrecker literally taking on the Pykes tells us how resolved and how unhinged they are, specifically Hunter.

And this makes total sense because it's Omega. I'm not even mad in the good ol' "but he didn't do that for Crosshair" way anymore - nope, he's coded as a father and by the stars, he's acting like one.

I love the idea of Hunter showing a darker side of him but then it fades to him being on the Marauder and his eyes just saddening when he sees Lula perched up on the gunners mount staring back at him. Man looks like he's about to break. Man just wants his baby back.

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zoeykallus · 1 month

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Hi! Hope you're doing well! Idk if your asks are open but in case they're, I'll leave my request here:

So recently I started crocheting again and I'm making a nice cozy blanket for my bf. Could you maybe do the Bad Batch (separately) + Mayday, if you can and want, reaction to their s/o knitting/crocheting and then gifting them something? (Could be a blanket, a scarf, whatever you like)

I hope you can do this request, I've always loved crocheting but I've been overwhelmed by work since the pandemic and I've noticed it took a toll on me lol. Byee!!

Aloha!

I was totally sure I did something like this before, and browsed through the (what feels like thousands) works of mine. Just to find out it was a seamstress thing, not crocheting, lol

Now crocheting is of course a different kind of thing, but let's see... I know I'm so late with this request! Sorry!

The Bad Batch x Reader HCs - Crocheted With Love

Warnings: None FLUFF

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Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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Hunter

He is fascinated by the calmness that emanates from you when you crochet something. Hunter admires your dexterity. Sometimes he sits down with you, leans back and watches you, relaxing completely. You chat gently about trivial things, enjoying the serenity of each other's presence. You have crocheted him a scarf out of very fine, thin wool, which he practically always wears. You have to wash and mend it quite often, the garment has to withstand a lot. But he loves this scarf, he would never give it up. Even if Crosshair teases him about it. The Sniper sneers, "Are we wearing new accessories now? Where's your matching purse?" Hunter chuckles calmly, "You're just jealous"

Echo

He watches, admiring how patterns slowly form from what you do, shapes. Time flies by, he doesn't even realize how long he's been sitting there until Tech impatiently calls out to him. Startled, Echo jumps up. "I'm coming!" You grin and look after him, naturally enjoying every bit of his attention, even if he's just watching you silently, fascinated. When he discovers the pretty woolen blanket you crocheted for him in his bunk that evening, he beams all over his face. "You made this for me?" "Of course," you say with a big smile. And of course, he snuggles up in his bunk with you to break in the new blanket.

Wrecker

As Omega has his Lula most of the time, you have crocheted a new one for Wrecker, as true to detail as possible. You don't want him to miss his old Lula. His eyes are almost overflowing with joy. "My own Lula? Just for me?" You beam at him happily and nod. "Just for you, big guy" Wrecker laughs and looks at your gift with a heart swelling with affection. Crosshair, who is just coming into the room, asks, "What new toy have you discovered?" Wrecker happily presses the new Lula into his face. "Look what I got as a present! Look at it! Look! Look!" Wrecker rumbles amusedly, pressing the cuddly toy into the Sniper's face again and again. Crosshair rolls his eyes and tries to dodge. "You're amazed, aren't you?" rumbles Wrecker cheerfully, "Jealous?" Crosshair grumbles sarcastically, "Very"

Tech

Everything that is new and that he doesn't know or hasn't learned yet fascinates him. Tech watches you for a while and then tries it out for himself. His dexterous fingers and alert mind quickly get the hang of it. It becomes a shared hobby that you practice together in quiet hours, sometimes you talk, sometimes you just enjoy each other's presence in silence, smiling at each other from time to time. Tech is always happy to receive any gift, but especially those made with care and love. He uses every blanket, every scarf and everything else you crochet for him only too gladly and with pride. He has someone by his side who cares about him, and these little gifts show that clearly for all to see. Tech really enjoys that.

Crosshair

Don't be fooled by his critical look, you should know by now that he almost always looks like this. His eyes follow the movements of your fingers with interest. Maybe he'll ask you a question or two about where you learned to do this, for example. However, he doesn't like to share your attention, not even with objects, so he may try to distract you from time to time because he wants you to engage with him. Sometimes he's a bit like a child who needs your attention. But in quiet moments he will sit with you, let you lean against him and watch you calmly. You know he's not the type for blankets, cuddly toys or scarves. So you've crocheted him the CF99 emblem with his name on it using the finest wool. As he accepts the gift, he looks at you questioningly and a little surprised. " I want you to always carry something of mine with you," you say gently. A smile twitches at the corners of his mouth as he tucks it under his armor. Since that day, he always carries the emblem with him, no matter where he goes.

Mayday

The moments you can enjoy in peace, you often have your legs tangled together while you crochet, covered with several of your homemade blankets, snuggled up together. Barton IV is a damn cold planet. Mayday likes to watch you and chat with you while you crochet. He is happy about every gift, scarves, gloves, hats, sweaters, because as I said before, it's damn cold on Barton IV and the Empire doesn't take very good care of its clones. His brothers also enjoy the little gifts you give them. You feel so sorry for the men who have to freeze so much at work every day. Mayday's heart is always beating faster when you crochet something new for him or his men. "You have far too soft a heart," he says gently. You smile and say, "Only because you keep it so nice and warm every day"

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rorysbrainrot · 2 months

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Headcanons for Lorenzo Berkshire

• He doesn’t have the best grades, but he does try hard.

• With his mother being Bellatrix. I think her main focus would be on Mattheo, so Lorenzo always shows her what he did better than Mattheo on.

• He is incredibly cocky like the rest of the “Slytherin boys”, since he is a Berkshire, a wealthy pure blood

• He doesn’t really have opinions on Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw, but the way he grew up around people who weren’t to fond on Gryffindors it wouldn’t be a house he likes. (Same as Theo’s)

• Most of his crushes would probably be Slytherins.

• Slytherin Keeper, joined in 5th year.

• Has a strained relationship with his father, and tries to please his mother even if she’s ashamed of him.

• He likes someone who is sweet and willing to do outgoing activities with him.

• Is probably one of the nicest out of his group of friends, but still incredibly arrogant.

• Doesn’t get into fights much, but if he really has something against you, he’ll bully you to know end.

• Loves fish, all types.

• Excessive skincare routine, like 30 steps.

• Will flirt with anything that breathes, very flirty.

• Best dressed out of everyone he’s friends with, but is oddly attracted to people who tend to not go over the top. Like more into comfy than nice.

• Favorite color is definitely light green or grey.

• In 3rd year he secretly has a crush on Fred Weasley because Fred winked at him once while passing him in the halls.

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Lorenzo Berkshire as a boyfriend

• Would be a bit awkward with physical touch at the beginning of the relationship; unless you had something going on before the dating started.

• Boys you anything he sees you glance at, one look in that general direction and he’s in the checkout line.

• Would sneak up behind you and give you small kisses anywhere on your skin, neck, cheek, temple, jaw, etc’.

• If you aren’t a Slytherin would have you sit next to him at his house table anyways, if you are he would walk down with you and serve your food.

• Always invites you to come study with him in the library.

• Calls His partner Sweetheart, Sweetie, honey or love/lovey.

• The second he confirms you both love each other he’s planning your future, house, kids, pets, etc’.

• Stares at you randomly throughout the day.

• Always wants to be holding your hand. (I think he would have somewhat clammy hands, so when you let go he gets whiny.)

• When he gets whiny, be it in class or just hanging out he will want to cuddle you immediately, making sure you won’t leave and holding you in his arms.

• Likes to see you with his coat on, so his favorite month is winter just so he could give it to you.

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His Red Flags 🚩

• Would feel so conflicted if his mother didn’t approve of you.

• He doesn’t like you talking to other guys (or girls).

• Hypocrite, he flirts with other people all the time; when you ask him to stop he says he will, but doesn’t.

• If he doesn’t like your friends will try to get you to stop hanging out with them.

• If you’re a muggle born, he would refuse to learn anything about muggles or lula want to meet your family.

• Hates you having friends that you’re super close to, like if he sees you and your best-friend since 1st year, holding hands or touching each other he would get really jealous.

• Gets jealous so easily.

• Most definitely has clammy hands.

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-I don’t say anything about the characters sexuality, due to the fact I don’t know the gender of my audience.-

#lorenzo berkshire #enzo berkshire #lorenzo berkshire x reader #enzo berkshire x reader #slytherin boys #slytherin boys x reader #lorenzo berkshire imagine #hogwarts x reader #hes adorable

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matan4il · 2 months

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Daily update post:

I wrote yesterday about a Hezbollah drone which crashed in Israel without setting off the sirens, and missed by a small margin a kindergarten. Now we know about a second Hezbollah drone, which was found in someone's backyard in northern Israel, and which also didn't trigger any alarm systems. The fact that no warning systems were set off twice that we know of, is a real cause for concern, and is being looked into. As this second drone didn't explode after crashing, Israel will be able to study it, which is the main silver lining.

I have written repeatedly about UNRWA's complicity in Palestinian terrorism in general, and Hamas' in particular. We're getting even more data on this. Previous numbers talked about how many UNRWA members had ties to any Palestinian terrorist organization, now the figures on ties to Hamas specifically are being shared: at least 440 UNRWA workers in Gaza were active Hamas terrorists, at least 2,000 are registered Hamas operatives, and at least 7,000 have a first degree relative who's a Hamas member, making a total of at least 9,440 UNRWA employees in Gaza closely tied to Hamas out of a total of 12,000 Gaza UNRWA workers. And since we're talking about this UN agency again, remember when I recently wrote about the social worker employed by UNRWA, who was captured in CCTV footage kidnapping the body of a murdered Israeli man to Gaza, with the help of a fellow Hamas terrorist? Well, we now know who the man, whose lifeless body Faisal Ali Mussalem Naami was kidnapping, is. It's 21 years old Yonatan Samerano.

He was attending the Nova music festival on Oct 7. It seems he and two friends tried to escape the slaughter there by fleeing to the nearby kibbutz Re'im, where all three were murdered by Hamas terrorists at the community gate. Then Naami showed up DRIVING A UN VEHICLE (that's right, with UN LICENSE PLATES, as confirmed by Ayelet Samerano) and used this car to kidnap Yonatan's body. In the interview I heard with Ayelet Samerano, Yonatan's mom, she said she's going to be demanding answers from the UN secretary general, and that the family is considering filing a lawsuit. Meanwhile, because Jewish lives really are nothing, I'll remind you that UNRWA has been nominated by a Norwegian member of parliament for a Nobel Peace Prize. If you think this is the bad judgment of one politician, Norway is also one of the few western countries NOT temporarily suspending funding of UNRWA until further investigation, and have even said they might increase it. There's only one bit of good news, and that's the fact the US is saying its suspension of UNRWA fudning is going to be permanent.

The reality of Hamas' brutal sex crimes isn't news at this point to anyone with a bit of decency regarding Israeli civilians' fate on Oct 7, but a new report delving into more details than ever on those sex crimes has now been sent to the UN. I expect it to have zero impact given the UN's track record, but it's still important that this report was compiled and submitted by ARCCI, the Israeli association of organizations aiding rape and sexual assault victims.

There's a whole saga with Brazil's president, Lula. Sit tight. It started with Lula saying that what Israel is doing right now in Gaza has never happened before in history, and if it did, it was only when Hitler decided to genocide the Jews (this is absolutely untrue on any measurable level. The war in Gaza is not the bloodiest one ever, doesn't have the highest rate of killed civilians when the global one is a 9:1 ratio of killed civilians compared to killed militants while in the Gaza war there's a 4.5 times lower rate at 2:1, and certainly doesn't include an intentional attempt to kill all Palestinians on an intense industrial level with tens of thousands often being killed daily as the Nazis did to the Jews and which made the Holocaust stand out even in comparison to other cases of genocide). So to make it clear, what Lula did was antisemitic, both in falsely demonizing the Jewish state, and in minimizing the Holocaust by presenting it as comparable to a drastically less extreme event (in fact, the internationally accepted IHRA definition of antisemitism has included false comparisons of Israel to the Nazis for years now). In response, Israel has declared Lula a persona non-grata (unwanted personality) here until he retracts these antisemitic comments. This didn't make Lula reconsider his antisemitic comments, instead he recalled the Brazilian ambassador to Israel. This is maybe connected to Lula's warm ties with the Islamist regime in Iran (including allowing Iranian ships to dock in Brazil), which officially denies the Holocaust.

Here is a vid 21 years old Maya Regev, who was injured, and then kidnapped together with her younger brother Itay by Hamas on Oct 7, from the Nova music festival. Despite her complicated leg injury, she didn't get any medical help during here time in captivity, which compounded her state. She was released in the hostage deal more than 2 months ago, and had undergone several surgeries due to the state of her leg. In this footage, shared yesterday, Maya is seen walking on crutches for the first time since her abduction, more than 4 months ago.

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theemporium · 4 months

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this is just a wee blurb heavily based of that scene from 'the score' by elle kennedy and a prompt lula picked for me from this list! enjoy!!!🫶🏽

After the last conversation you shared with Trent, you doubted you would have ever heard from him again.

The relationship didn’t end on good terms, though there was no real love lost—at least not on your side. Whatever feelings you had for the boy were long gone by the last few months of your relationship. The mere fact that nobody in your family or close circle liked him should have been an eye opener, but unfortunately it took a shitty night out and wandering hands for you to see the boy for what he truly was.

You had been broken up for the better part of a year—having not spoken to him since that same day—when he showed up at your apartment complex.

Jack hadn’t given you much of a choice before dragging you and Luke out of the house that morning. With both his younger siblings now fully situated in Jersey, he felt like it was his big brother obligation to show you his favourite spots. Today was no different, despite your insistence that you had work to do, and you allowed yourself a carefree day to hangout with your brothers on the odd day they had no game or practice.

However, you weren’t expecting to show up at your apartment with your brothers walking behind you to see your ex-boyfriend intoxicated and on some sort of verbal rampage.

You stopped listening at some point when the blood was roaring in your ears and the tears welled up in your lash line started to blur the sight of him in front of you. You vaguely felt hands on your shoulders, trying to guide you inside the building and away from the mess—but the damage had been done.

Your chest felt tighter with each breath, your whole body felt like it was shaking and you still couldn’t really see beyond the layer of tears. You felt like you had been teleported back to last year, on that very night where you found Trent standing in the middle of the buzzing crowd in a club with his hands on another girl and his tongue down her throat after he told you to ‘get over it and leave him to his business’. You hated that you felt that way.

You could hear your brothers’ voices, though you couldn’t make out what they were trying to say. You could only guess the words leaving their mouths. Maybe they were asking if you were okay or if you needed anything. Maybe they were calling Quinn for help. Maybe they were reassuring you that he was gone.

But that wasn’t what you needed.

“Call Nico.”

Jack blinked, staring at you with a look of confusion. “What?”

“Call Nico,” you gasped out between heaving breaths. “Please.”

“Nico Hischier?” Luke questioned, his brows furrowed together. “Like, our captain?”

“Please call him,” you had managed to croak out, and there must have been a look of desperation on your face because both boys ended up doing just that.

It felt like hours before Nico arrived, when in reality it had been less than ten minutes. Jack had gone down to open the door for him and bring him. He had tried to explain what had happened, a rushed summarised version before they reached your apartment door. But he had stopped listening to whatever Jack had been saying the second his eyes landed on you.

“Schatz,” he whispered in a soft voice, and it broke you all over again.

Jack stood there dumbfounded as Nico rushed towards you, engulfing you in a hug that had you squished between his arms and chest. Luke, equally as confused, seemed to catch on quicker than his older brother as he grabbed his arm.

“Hey, we have to go get that—thing!” Luke muttered, attempting to pull Jack a few steps back.

Jack frowned. “Huh?”

Luke shot him a look. “That thing. Remember?”

Jack shook his head. “No?”

“Oh for fuck’s sake, dude,” Luke groaned as he placed both hands on his older brother’s shoulders and practically manhandled him towards the door. “Give them some time alone.”

You didn’t lift your head as the sound of your bickering brothers disappeared behind the closed doors. You didn’t dare shift a muscle as you buried yourself further into Nico’s arms, letting the feel of his body and the smell of his cologne completely overwhelm you.

“I’m going to kill him,” Nico murmured eventually, his arms tightening around you. “I am going to shove my hockey stick so far up his ass, it will come out the other end.”

You huffed out a laugh. “That’s graphic.”

“I meant every single word,” he replied, his lips brushing against your forehead as he pressed a chaste kiss to your skin. “How are you feeling?”

“Drained.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” Nico murmured before he pulled back, guiding your face to look up at him with a gentle nudge of his knuckles under your chin. “I’m glad you called me.”

You raised your brows. “Yeah?”

“Yeah, it means you feel safe around me,” he answered with his lips twitching upwards.

“I always feel safe around you,” you admitted, feeling your cheeks flush as you spoke. “You’re like a bear.”

He paused. “What?”

“You’re like a bear,” you told him, attempting to bite back your smile when you watched his confusion grow. “Like a teddy bear. Soft and cuddly and comforting.”

“A teddy bear,” Nico repeated, like he couldn’t quite believe that is what you said.

“My favourite teddy bear,” you added, leaning forward to press a quick kiss to his lips. “I wouldn’t want anyone else with me right now.”

His face softened at your words as he tugged you back towards his chest. “Then I’ll be your teddy bear, baby.”

#nico hischier #nhl #new jersey devils #nico hischer x reader #nico hischier x you #nico hischier x y/n #nico hischier fic #nico hischier one shot #nhl x reader #nhl x you #nhl x y/n #nhl fic #nhl one shot

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lanliingwang · 9 months

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can’t stop thinking about fgo zhang jue’s voiceline for jiang ziya again sjkshdg...I’m just imagining the myroom line moment happening within earshot of jiang ziya and he nearly does a spittake in the background about the “youngster/greenhorn” part

#zhang jue/zhang jiao isn't a Big goal for future fgo rolls yet but I do hope he shows up when I first set out to roll traum servants...#(in like a year's time sjkdgh but yeah)#lulas's randomness #zhang jue (fgo)#jiang ziya (fgo)#zhang jue #jiang ziya #jiang ziya (fate)#zhang jue (fate)#taigong wang (fgo)#taigong wang #fgo #fate grand order

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chrisili · 6 months

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3650 Days

Request: Nope

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x fem!baker!reader

Summary: Gojo falls in love with a baker, although she doesn’t show any interest in him they make up a deal, if he buys a Croissant everyday for the next ten years she is gonna marry him. How will their relationship involve in that time?

Warnings: none Ig

Genre: Fluff, comedy, slightly suggestive (really like 3 lines), drama (lil bit), Time skip!10 years

Word count: 4,4k

A.N.: My second fan fiction and let me tell you I am actually really proud of this one. Based on the fact that no one read my other one, I am not sure if anyone will read this but at least I will lol. Sorry if there are any mistakes, I proof read this three times but I am stupid. Enjoy! NOT MY GIF OBVIOUSLY!

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“Man I am telling you this one last time, don’t get in my way when I already have things under control!” Said the black haired male angry as he walks beside his best friend Satoru Gojo. The white haired beside Geto just groans and hangs low with his entire body while walking. “But you are sooo slow! How can I help it?” He replies with a small smirk in his face. “Gojo, this is no joke. Get in my way on more time and I will-” “What? Hm? You will do what?” Gojo and Geto now stand in front of each other on the streets, looking angry at each other. Before one of them can make a move they hear a loud bang on the side.

“Come back here again and you will be sorry! This is a bakery not a singles bar you perv, yeah run you miserable worm!”

To explain, this is what Gojo and Geto are looking at currently: A girl their age, 17-18 years old, wearing an apron and holding a pan. She is screaming after a man who she had kicked out of the warm and bright bakery she, is probably working in. The man laying on the ground looks first shocked at the girl but then starts to run. The girl is breathing heavily and looks angry after the fleeing man, with one swift motion she turns around and opens the double glass door to get into the bakery.

The young men are looking a little confused until Geto breaks the silence. “Anyways, I will-” but before Geto was able to finish his second attempt to finishing his sentence, was Gojo already holding up his pointy finger, symbolizing Geto to shut up.

With long steps the tall boy walked into the bakery looking for the young woman he had just seen on the streets. The bakery was full with people drinking coffee or eating biscuits, many girls turned their heads to the entrance looking at the two handsome males entering. Geto smiled at a few of them but was mostly confused of why he was actually here? Gojo on the other hand was only looking for one girl and she was there right behind the counter.

A smooth motion and his arm was already resting on the counter and looking at the girl in front of him. The girl slightly jumps when she turns around and sees Gojo but she caught herself pretty quickly.

“Hello sir, welcome to bakery Lula Love what can I get for you?” she smiled kindly at Gojo ready to take his order. Geto appeared besides Gojo and was looking at the many cakes, biscuits, types of bread, cookies, donuts and what not. “I actually would like to take a-” today was not Getos day because without moving his eyes away from the lady in front of him, Gojo just hits Getos chest and starts talking instead.

“I would like to have your phone number in my phone.” To make it worse Gojo was actually sliding his flip phone over the counter into her direction. Her face changes from shocked to angry. “Another one huh? Let me tell you this buddy, we are not a singles bar and if you don’t want to eat anything I’d recommend for you and your friend to leave. Immediately.” Gojo was not really, well, listening. His heart war pounding, his eyes changed into a heart shape and his ears actually blend out EVERYTHING. “What’s your name beautiful?” Was all he said and let me tell you, Y/N was not pleased. Geto already turned around and left the bakery, he was waiting in the front now because he was done.

“Are you deaf or just stupid?” she asks him with frowned eyebrows. “I’ll be whatever you want me to be actually.” Was Gojos very smart reply. Y/N was now grabbing an empty coffee cup and threatened Gojo the same way as she did with the guy before him, who was actually trying to flirt with another customer but they looked very uncomfortable so Y/N helped. Gojo although didn’t budge, obviously. Y/N was slightly confused, what was she supposed to do? She can’t just hit him with a cup? Nor can she scream at him in front of all those people. “Don’t overthink your pretty head.” This was the last straw, she actually wanted to hit him with the cup now, so, she did. Well tried to, see Gojo is not a regular handsome high school student, he is a sorcerer and by the way the strongest one there is. So did the cup actually hit him? No. Did he take the cup out of her hand while it was in motion? Yes. Did he just put it down on the counter so no one gets hurt? Yes.

Y/N was really annoyed, who does this guy think he is?! She sighs and figures there is no way he is going away right now. “Okay you know what mister flash, I am NOT giving you my number. You can, like a normal human being, accept that or like a baby, cry about it and sit here all day long. Gojo was full on ready to stay the whole day but duty calls and so do spirits, so with a wink behind his glasses he just walks away and leaves.

But dear reader don’t fear for this story continues.

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From then on it was Gojos personal goal to go into Lula Love and make this woman fall for him. Y/N was honestly so close to quit her job when she saw the white haired guy walk in for the fifth day in a row. But over time she got used to it and they even, unknowingly, created some kind of routine. Satoru would walk in everyday asking: “Number?” while holding up his phone, to which Y/N would only reply with: “Croissant?” while holding up a paper bag with one Croissant inside. Gojo bought the Croissant everyday but she never gave him her number. Until she did, time passed pretty quickly and Satoru would actually grow on Y/N. But he always wanted more, after her phone number he wanted a date, after a date he wanted a second one, a kiss, a couple picture, her to be his girlfriend and so on.

On one Saturday morning he came into the bakery like it was his own house. “Y/N, my love! How about a kiss?” he said sitting down in front of the counter waiting for her to reply. “Sure” she said and when I tell you Satoru was shocked, he almost lost the blue in his eyes. “Wait what?” he asked her but she just laughed at him, implying that she clearly meant it as a joke. Gojo was not happy, he was pouting and sulking now losing his blue for real this time. Y/N just laughed but then looked a little bit guilty, he may be a confident ass who was way too stubborn but she still liked him kind of. She sighs, “let me tell you something. Buy a Croissant from me for the next, I don’t know ten years everyday and I’ll…. Marry you?”

You may be thinking why the hell would Y/N do that? Well first of all she thought there is no way a person could keep interest that long and actually make such an effort, so naturally she would get rid of him and it would cheer him up and she wouldn’t feel bad no more.

She was right because Gojo sat up straight and looked deeply into Y/N eyes. “Are you for real? Like are you serious? Like a hundred percent?”

“A promise is a promise. I am solemnly promising.”

“Deal, no take backs!” He jumps up and down, kisses Y/Ns Hand and runs away happily with his paper bag. Y/N stood there confused looking at her hand. “Hey! That’s 2.30$!”

I would like to jump those ten years with you but there are two things I want to show you before we do.

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After approximately one and a half years nothing really changed, Gojo Satoru still bought his Croissants counting the days and Y/N… well maybe something changed. Could it be possible that she had fallen for the young male who was now almost 19 years old?

Already sitting by the counter, Gojo was actually waiting for the rain to stop. Actually he was appreciating the time with Y/N but don’t let her know! Oops. He had some hot chocolate and some Dangos in front of him looking at Y/N doing her work.

“Satoru, you never actually told me what you work as. Is your job that embarrassing?” she asked teasingly while preparing coffee for another customer. Gojo just laughs slightly and takes a bite of his Dango stick.

“No, not embarrassing. It’s just complicated and I am not sure if I should tell you, it could get you into great danger.” He was chuckling but Y/N wasn’t, she was kind of persistent. Now she HAD to know what he was working as.

“Well I am sure I can keep up?” she said but Gojo only put out some money and finished his Dangos. “It’s better you don’t know. Hey, a beautiful face like yours should not be frowning.” He leaves smiling, leaving Y/N behind worried.

The next day was a very unpleasant day for Satoru, a male worker was at the counter. Where was his girl? What happened to Y/N? Did he say something wrong? Is that guy her boyfriend? Does she have a boyfriend? Did he ever ask if she had a boyfriend? Is she dead? Stuff like that, but there was only one way to find out. Ask.

“Hello sir, what can I get for you?” greeted the male worker Gojo as he sat down with dramatically squinted eyes. “Where is Y/N?” he asked bluntly and soon the male worker had about the same expression as Gojo himself.

“You Gojo?” he asked with a nod.

Gojo nodded back. “Yeah so?”

“Y/N said she doesn’t want to see you anymore. Said something about you working some strange business.”

Gojo thought for a second and then nodded again. “Where is she?”

“At home.”

“Where is ‘at home’?”

“I ain’t telling ya shit.”

Gojo just smiled at the man and looked around, no one was in the building but two very stupidly acting males. What else is new. Then, Gojo hit the workers head on the counter and hovered over him.

“Listen you fuck, I am gonna say this one time and one time only. I have some very important thing with Y/N going so you either tell me where she lives or I will smash your head into this counter.”

What the poor worker obviously didn’t know was that as a sorcerer Gojo was not actually allowed to hurt a normal human being, but threatening one seemed fairly legal right?

The man was not of a very strong nature and actually gave Y/Ns address away faster than bread in the morning. On his way, Gojo noticed that Y/N lived outside the central city in an apartment. He was about to go inside the house when an older lady walked out to bring out her trash bags.

“Grandma, you should not be lifting those heavy things! Here let me help.” He took her trash bags to the cans and threw them inside. He clapped his hands clean and smiles at the woman who was very shocked to see such a handsome young man help her. “Do you have to go upstairs?” He asked her a little louder so she could hear him clearer, she just smiled and shook her head. Gojo bowed and went upstairs to see his girl. “Since when do they make such handsome men?”

Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong

“Yes yes I am coming!” Y/N hurried to her door and opened it, she immediately shut the door once she saw who was behind it. Her back was pressed against the door and her breathing was heavy.

“Y/N please let me in I need to talk to you.”

“I am sorry but I don’t want to be friends with you anymore!”

“Friends? You’re my fiancee! Anyways, please let me explain.”

“No, go away! I don’t want to be friends with a Mafia gang member!”

Gojo was slightly confused, a Mafia gang member? He chuckled, no, he actually laughed out loud so much that he had to hold himself steady on Y/Ns apartment door. “You think I am part of the Mafia?” Y/N didn’t reply. “Oh come on! You really think that? You can’t be serious, that is why you disappeared?” Again no answer. “Fine. I’ll leave you then.”

Gojo was walking down the stairs and Y/N relaxed a little behind the door until she heard loud noises from outside and someone actually crying for help. It was Satoru! He was falling down the stairs!

Y/N immediately opened the door and ran down the stairs after him. “Satoru! Are you okay? Oh no please don’t be dead!” She was sitting beside his motionless body and took his head onto her lap. His eyes opened slowly and he reached out for her cheek to caress it, she froze and just let it happen. He smiles at her while rubbing her cheek softly with his thumb, she closed her eyes and just felt his touch on her skin.

“I thought you don’t want to be my friend anymore?” Gojos voice was so low and quiet that she almost didn’t hear him.

“I still don’t” She said smiling leaning down a little to his face and he leaned into her too. Before they closed their gap completely she realized the position he was in.

“Gojo.”

“Yes, love?” He said with his lips already poking out and his eyes closed.

“Did you just pretend to fall?”

He opened his eyes and gasped out dramatically. “Do you really think I? Me? Gojo Satoru would actually do such a thing?!”

You just leaving him on the ground and walking back to your apartment was answer enough. But this whole thing had two positive outcomes, first of all Y/N was now 100% sure that she was in love with the young man and second she now knew Gojos Job.

He hurried after her and tried to explain, she didn’t want to listen but he convinced her, naturally. He explained what a sorcerer is, what spirits do, how he is obviously the strongest of them all, blah blah blah. Y/N was shocked and didn’t really believe anything that Gojo said.

I will now take you to the place where Y/N very much so realized that Gojo was in fact NOT lying.

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We are now half way through, three and a half years later and Satoru still buys his Croissants everyday but the bakery is not where I wanna start this part of the story. Gojo and Y/N now being 22 they both have gone through a lot and although none of them would actually say it but they are each others best friends and they love each other. Gojos love is pretty obvious but Y/N is still holding back, sometimes she feels like she loves him more than anything and sometimes she wants to rip his head off his shoulders, she still doesn’t believe him about his job and what crazy human being buys a Croissant everyday for five year just because she said he should?

Anyways, Y/N was on her way home accompanied by no one else but Gojo. It was winter so it was getting dark pretty early and him being the gentleman he had become over the years, wasn’t going to let her walk home alone.

“You look beautiful in the moonlight, love.”

“Aw thank you Satoru, that is so kind.”

“… don’t you wanna say it back?”

“No.”

“Gojo Satoru!” A male voice echoed through the entire street but only Gojo could hear it. Gojo holds onto Y/N signaling her to stop walking, to her he just looked like he heard a noise and was trying to identify where it came from.

“Eh Gojo?” She asked but he quickly put a finger in front of his lips, quiet. Y/N was confused but she waited patiently for Gojo to move again.

“Tell me sorcerer, why is the cute girl in your arm not freaked out? You guys are so arrogant, thinking all of you can just defeat a spirit but let me tell you. NOT ME!” A big pile of violet slime appeared around the corner, a spirit who looked pretty weak.

“Satoru, let’s go. It’s really cold, nothing’s there.”

The five eyes of the spirit widened and his long mouth turned into a smirk. “Noo way, don’t tell me the great Gojo Satoru is dating a human girl.” The slime laughed and Gojo moved Y/N behind him to protect her. “I am just helping a lady home, if you leave now I’ll give you time to live till tomorrow.”

“Who the hell are you talking to?” Y/N asked as she looked around the streets confused.

“Me sweetheart.” The spirit revealed itself to her and Y/N actually screamed as she saw the slimy blob in front of her. All of a sudden she couldn’t move no more, her breathing fastened and her heart started pounding. Gojo thought it was cute that she was scared but what made HIS heart beat faster was her actually holding onto him tighter now.

“Don’t be scared, I could kill him in my sleep.” Gojo smirked and only looked at Y/N but she couldn’t move her head away from the monster even if she wanted to.

“Oh well, seems like you are stealing my screen time. I don’t want that really so, bye.” Gojo snapped his fingers and in just one second the spirit had cuts all over him and in the end, disappeared.

“Y/N are you okay?” He asked her placing his hands on her shoulders to shake her awake from her shock. Tears started to flow down her cheeks and then all of a sudden she hugged Gojo as tight as possible. “Don’t let me go, please don’t” She said with an empty expression but tears still running down her cheek. He was shocked first but then hugged her back tightly, caressing her hair and brushing through it with his fingers. “Shh, everything’s alright baby. It is gone, it won’t harm you.”

She looked up from his shoulder into his face. “I wasn’t worried about me! I was worried about you! I couldn’t have protected you even if I wanted to, knowing that maybe it could kill you and it would be my fault because I am just a baker!” There she cried some more, this time with emotions and it was breaking Gojos heart. He would have expected everything from her but that, her crying over HIM, her being worried about HIM.

Satoru Gojo is a very respectful man, a gentleman, so he wanted her to say yes to him first, give him permission. Tell him that she needed him, that she wanted him, that she only lived for him but he couldn’t control himself. He was just a young man being deeply in love with the woman crying on his shoulder. Satoru cupped her head with both hands and studied her face, she was so beautiful that the sun and the moon were actually jealous of her. She was smart, she was feisty and madly in love with the man in front of her. And just like that, he kissed her.

He was scared that she would block him, push him away, call him names, leaving him here and never wanting to see him again. Quite the opposite happened, she put her hands over his and kissed him back. Their lips moved in perfect sync together, he put his hands slowly and almost asking, on her waist while she put her arms around his neck to deepen the kiss.

In the middle of the street, in the night, with only a streetlamp and the moon watching was them kissing each other passionately. The kiss got heated over time, both of them had waited for years for this to happen so they let all their emotions out now. “Y/N I love you, I always have. Please please please be mine.” Gojo begged her while giving her sloppy kisses on her neck and lips, moving his hands up and down her back. “I am yours Satoru, I’ve always been yours.” She said kissing him deeply again while tugging on the back of his hair softly.

Before this goes any further I’d say we move on, hm?

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5 years later

10 years had passed now since Y/N and Satoru first met in the bakery she worked at back then. Don’t worry she still works there, but she also worked there back then right? Gojo still buys his Croissants, but because of a tragic event, Gojo actually couldn’t go alone.

“I can’t believe I have to take you three useless children with me!” Gojo whined with his hands on his head.

“Sensei! You said you wanted to see your girlfriend so we are going with you! I wanna know what she is like and especially what she looks like!” The pink haired guy named Yuji Itadori said in an exciting voice following his teacher.

“Exactly! I also wanna know who would be so sad in their life to actually date a guy like Sensei Gojo.” Nobara Kugisaki, another student of Gojo, whispers to Yuji. “Ey Megumi, you’ve seen her right?” Megumi Fushiguro, the boy Satoru took in when he was just a child, just nodded. “Is she hot?” Yuji asked Megumi. “Answer that and your head will be gone, as for you Itadori.” Gojo actually kicked Yuji into his knee and he screamed in pure pain.

“OW OW OW! YOU’RE A TEACHER YOU CAN’T DO THAT!!!!” “Wanna test me?” Gojo asked with a creepy smile and Yuji just shook his head. “Great, come on children.”

Shortly after they arrived at the bakery. Gojo immediately ran up to Y/N. “Y/N! I missed you so much!!! You won’t believe it, they actually made me bring the children!!” Y/Ns tray almost fell out of her hands as the loud voice surprised her. “C-children what children?”

“Us.” Megumi said with a little smile, he always liked Y/N, she was kind and she spent a lot of time with him growing into the young man he now was.

“Oh my, Megumi! I’ve missed you so much! Since you live at the academy now I hardly see you anymore! And you guys must be Nobara and Yuji, so nice to meet you. Gojo acts like he doesn’t care but he would die without Megumi.” Y/N whispered the last part and they laughed already loving her.

“The only way I am dying is if I don’t get my morning kiss!” Yelled Gojo like a little child. “You already had it this morning, we live together. You are such a silly little man.” She said, still pecking his lips and smiling while moving behind the counter.

“Here is your bag and I am sure Gojo would be delighted to buy you all something to eat?”

“No.”

She hit his head with a newspaper.

“FINE. Take something.”

They all said goodbye to Y/N. Gojo was actually acting like the end of the world was outside of the bakery, he held onto her leg and turned chibi style, wow scary. Anyways, they all went on a mission and having Gojo and three extremely strong first graders with you it was quite easy and a quick job done. On their way to the next mission, the kids demanded a lunch break. Threatening Gojo with the head of the academy or the police or something, he actually didn’t listen. He let them have their lunch break and while they ate he also took out his Croissant.

“Let me get this straight, you’ve been eating a Croissant for like 10 years everyday? Isn’t that like, boring?” Nobara asked while eating her egg salad. Gojo had heart eyes looking at the Croissant. “Of course not, they are made by Y/N and she puts different fillings in all the time! At the beginning it was just plain Croissant but as she fell in love with me more she put chocolate, marmalade and even ham and cheese inside! Based on that I knew that she liked me more and more everyday, my little sunflower. I wonder what you put in there today.”

His students looked at him like he was mentally ill but he didn’t care. He bit into his Croissant and started chewing not actually getting a different taste than a regular Croissant until he tasted something weird. “Love, why does this taste like paper?” He said to Y/N because in his heart she was always there, just kidding, he is nuts. He put the bite into his hand and actually saw a piece of paper inside, he took it and looked at it. It was a blank piece of paper or so it appeared but when he flipped it, there was something written on the back. It was a little hard to read because well, he had been chewing it but he could make out three letters. Y E S. YES. Yes. Yes?

“Losers, what does YES mean? Is that like slang?”

All of them still looking disgusted because of the whole puking out your food and looking at paper inside thing, tried to think. “You mean the word, yes?” Megumi asked.

“No mister I know everything! Y. E. S., that must be a short form for something. Yes doesn’t make se-” he cut himself off widening his eyes as he realized. He was gone faster than any of them could have said spirit.

Back at the bakery, Gojo run in panting and holing up his piece of paper. Y/N saw him and started to smile widely.

“You got my message I see.”

“You bet I did. Is this, is this what I think it is?”

Y/N just shrug her shoulders and smiled. He walked over to her and held the paper almost into her face.

“Is this your marriage acceptance?”

“Happy 10th year anniversary love.”

Gojo laughed and started crying because of how happy he was, he lifted his soon to be wife and swirled her around. They kissed each other deeply and they lived happily ever after.

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