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burrowbaddie · 1 year
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Started this blog for him!! And to read x reader fics! Omg
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wikiangela · 3 months
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tease tidbit tuesday/wip wednesday
tagged by @theotherbuckley 💖
and tagged for tease tidbit tuesday by @nmcggg @daffi-990 @jesuisici33 @disasterbuckdiaz @exhuastedpigeon @rogerzsteven @honestlydarkprincess - tagging y'all back for wip wednesday 💖💖
it's barely 1am so let's count this still as tuesday as well lol haven't written much lately (or at all tbh) but here's a tiny bit of the coffee shop au I managed to finally make some progress a few days ago after months of not touching it lol
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Huh. An order for two people. So maybe he has someone. It’s an early morning on a Saturday, he’s probably going home to his person, and here Buck is with a crush on a man already in a relationship. He tries not to feel too disappointed, after all, they only talked a handful of times, it’s not like he’s that delusional, he knew it wouldn’t ever lead anywhere – he’s too chicken to make a move, anyway, which is unusual for him. There’s just something about Eddie. Clearly he’s not available, though.
“Alright, coming right up.” he smiles, it feels a little tight. Eddie frowns a little, but then Buck turns around and gets started. 
“So, your sister is pretty cool.” Eddie remarks, breaking the silence between them. Buck instantly smiles, and turns his head towards Eddie.
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no pressure tags: @elvensorceress @gaydiaz @diazass @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @arthursdent @911onabc @housewifebuck @watchyourbuck @underwater-ninja-13 @eowon @loserdiaz @evanbegins @ladydorian05 @wildlife4life @diazpatcher @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @thewolvesof1998 @puppyboybuckley @weewootruck @buckaroosheart @spagheddiediaz @steadfastsaturnsrings @rainbow-nerdss @malewifediaz @giddyupbuck @jeeyuns @epicbuddieficrecs @pirrusstuff @hippolotamus @spotsandsocks @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @hoodie-buck @fortheloveofbuddie @diazsdimples
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amvro · 9 months
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pairing: amuro tooru x gn!reader
summary: he’s overworked and he needs some well deserved rest.
cw: none :)
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It was as if he could do anything. He could start his day at the cafe and save a few people before coming that night, and because of this, it was terribly easy to forget that he too, is human like everyone else.
He was a little too good at pushing himself when he needed to most. When he needed some rest, but a call comes in asking for some extra help on a mission. Or the cafe suddenly asking him to open up the next morning because someone's unable to make their shift. He was always able to say yes and exceed everyone's expectations no matter the job.
For this exact reason, he was often given far more work than your average person, and this is not to mention he had three different faces he was juggling. Yet, even through all this work, it looked effortless to him. He never seemed to be struggling and he was always on task, so no one would suspect he actually was tired and a little rest was necessary for this hardworking man.
However, you would never miss it. Not the small eyebags that appeared just below his eyes and definitely not the sighs that he would let out every once in a while. He needed some rest, but you knew better than anyone that he wouldn't listen if you simply told him to, he would just push himself a little more. He's a little too good at that.
You knew when his next day off was, but you also knew he was planning to get all his household chores done and caught up with that day, and you weren't going to let that happen. He needed to rest. So there you were, two days before his day off, cleaning around to surprise him. You were absolutely ready to take the whole day and the next if you had to, but it was much better than you had expected. Of course, he still had most of his daily chores covered through all his work. Needless to say, you were excited about his day off.
Before long, his day off had finally come. He woke up bright and early like he always did, went out for a little jog, and did his little routine. He had gotten back home and he was ready to take out the garbage when he realized it was already done, which he found terribly skeptical. He then went to check the laundry which was also already done, not to mention everything seemed a lot cleaner than he had left it. Immediately, his eyes widened and he knew it was you, and he was ashamed he hadn't noticed earlier.
As if on cue, you rang the doorbell and he opened it up. You looked at his running wear and you realized he had already gone and ran.
"You're already done! Aw, that's too bad... I was going to tell you to sleep in some more first," you said and gave him a little kiss as you walked in.
"Thank you so much," he said, a little lost for words and you smiled.
"Oh, don't mention it. Go take a shower, I'll borrow your kitchen by the way," you said, pushing him towards his bathroom.
"I'm sorry, you just came but I think I will," he said, looking apologetic and you told him there was nothing for him to feel sorry for.
While he was in the shower, you decided to make a few mug cakes. Very simple 5-minute ones, because his showers were too short for anything special. Now, they took much longer than the five minutes they were advertised to take, but it was still done by the time he had gotten out of the shower.
You were sitting on the couch with a blanket and the mug cakes on the coffee table when he walked out of the shower. You had been dating for a while now, but gosh was he still so stunning with his wet hair.
"Come sit and eat while it's still warm!" you said. "I'll dry your hair."
"No, it's okay, you should relax," he said and you immediately looked at him, shocked.
"If anyone needs to relax it's you," you said and forced him to sit down so you could dry his hair, which he had no choice but to give into.
It was a lovely time, there were hardly any words said as the sound of the dryer was a little too loud, but it was comforting. He was eating your very quickly put-together mug cake while you were drying his silky hair. Every other bite he would feed you some as you were busy drying his hair, and you couldn't ask for more. Nothing could make you happier and the same went for him.
Once your mug cakes were finished and his hair was dry, you snuggled into his bed and pulled him in.
"We're going to sleep," you said, already comfortable under his blanket.
"No, we really don't have to. We finally have a day off together, we should go somewhere you want to," he said.
"Well, I want to be here right now. With you," you said, completely certain that that was what you wished for. "I really want some more sleep today and I can't sleep without you so you're going to have to tag along."
He couldn't help but smile. He slowly snuck in and you snuggled up right next to him as he kissed the top of your head. It was sweet, and that was it. It didn't have to be anything more and it was all he wanted for the past few weeks. He truly didn't know how you managed to notice and he couldn't imagine himself with anyone other than you. You had to be the one.
"Thank you so much," he said, again. "For noticing."
"Noticing what?" you said with a smile, playing dumb. "I just wanted some extra sleep with you. I hope you don't mind on your first day off in a while."
"There is nothing more I could possibly ask for," he said and wrapped his arms around you. Before long, he was fast asleep and you couldn't help but smile. You knew he was tired and you didn't know how to get him to rest.
You kissed him softly and whispered, "I am always here for you," before falling asleep as well, but you would never find out that he was awake to hear those words. Nor will you ever find out that he fell even more in love with you that day.
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candyriku · 1 month
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So I've been thinking way too much about my ice skating Soriku AU....
Pose based on this video, I've been watching ice skating videos every night for the last few weeks because I can't stop thinking about Sora and Riku skating together.
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matchamabs · 1 year
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hey remember when i was known for 9 stuff back in 2017? good times. 
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marimbles · 7 months
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I’m scared of anyone who can maintain a regular update schedule for fics. twice a week. Once a month. It’s all scarily impressive to me. That you could be disciplined enough to make yourself work that fast OR disciplined enough to hold onto it until it’s time. And people who write the entire thing and then release the chapters one at a time on a schedule??? people who have planned enough ahead to do actual promotion for their fic??? do art ahead of time???? good grief. are you even a mortal.
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They know each other so well.
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They love each other…
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It’s a reciprocal relationship. Kyoya right after looks for Tamaki’s mother in France. 😭❤️
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Bosom friend: a very close friend you can confide anything in; a best friend
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dont-f-with-moogles · 4 months
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hello Terra ♡
new follower here (on Val's recommendation btw) discovering your works and enjoying them a lot so far!
can I request prompt 26 secret Santa gift exchange for the Survey Corps Vets? there's no way this would go smoothly with such a bunch of weirdos, right? you can include ships (I love them all) to pep up your story if you feel like it
thank you for taking prompts and happy holidays (*^‿^*)
Festive Fics 26: Secret Santa Gift Exchange
How Mike Stole Christmas (Canon Universe) Characters: Levi Ackerman, Hange Zoe, Erwin Smith, Mike Zacharius, Nanaba, Moblit Berner 602 words 
Mike seized the final scrap of paper lying inside a squat, cardboard box. Erwin placed the empty vessel on his desk before addressing the small group before him in the same formal tones that he used during every expedition briefing.
“And so concludes the drawing of names for this year’s Secret Santa. Now, just a few reminders with regards to the rules. 5000 yen spending limit. No items which include hazardous, corrosive or highly flammable matter. No conspiring to exchange names with one another.” At this he gave a pointed stare in Hange’s direction.
There came a derisive snort from the back of the group. Heads turned towards Mike Zacharius who glanced up triumphantly.
“Hey, Hange. Seeing as you’ve got me, don’t bother buying me a gift. Just swap outpost duty with me next weekend?”
Hange blinked; their eyes magnified alarmingly behind dark, square frames. “Huh? Surely your nose doesn’t possess that level of power, Mike… unless…”
“Well…” Mike strode with his hands clasped behind him and head thrown back so that his celebrated appendage was held proudly in the air. “...not only do I know that you do indeed have me Hange, but I’ve also figured out who everyone else has too…”
Stopping abruptly, Mike gave a sudden nod of his head.
“Levi didn’t put in a name or take one out. He doesn’t want to participate.” 
Levi scowled at him. 
“Never do. How’d you figure that much out?”
“I got a whiff of ink and paper from everyone here… apart from you.” Mike’s nostrils flared. “Standing next to you, all I smell is deception.” 
“Meanwhile, Hange’s expression was just like the first time they saw Levi using ODM gear.” Mike paused to inhale deeply. “The air is thick with awe and… pheromones.”
Beneath their misted frames, Hange’s face glowed pink. “Why thank you.” 
“...but that’s just because you slipped Levi’s name in the box when he wasn’t looking and you’re excited to see who picked it.” 
Levi closed his eyes in frustration. Mike continued his course, hesitating to sniff the air beside Moblit’s ear. Hange’s subordinate gave a visible shudder.
“Increased perspiration, panic and dread. You could cut the air with it,” Mike concluded. “Moblit pulled Levi’s name. Erwin drew Moblit…” 
The Survey Corps Commander regarded Mike coolly. “I thought I kept a remarkably impassive expression and maintained my body temperature throughout the whole ordeal.”
“But you can’t fool me.” Mike tipped his finger from his forehead towards Erwin. “I saw you mouthing ‘Moblit Brenner…?’ with obvious confusion.”
Moblit sighed. “It’s Berner. Sir, I’ve served alongside you for the past five-”
“And, lastly, I caught Nanaba’s clean, refreshing aroma of relief,” Mike cut across him. “She eyed up Hange’s frog crocs immediately after she picked their name. Nanaba’s been dying for an excuse to buy them a new pair. Those old things are falling apart so badly, they’re more hole than shoe by this point.”
“B-but they’re comfy!”
“And I drew Nanaba.” Mike waved his own slip of paper. “That’s why I need next weekend off. I’ve booked a little place outside the district…” He offered her a wink.
“So Mike single-handedly sank the whole thing?” Levi’s brows were contracted in disbelief.
“So, I didn’t get picked at all?” Erwin gasped faintly. “Hange, how could you just throw my slip out…?”
“Let’s punish him.” A glint of light flashed dangerously where it caught on Hange’s glasses. “Shall we draw the names again and leave Mike out this time?” 
“Wait, wait - ” Mike’s voice caught in his throat. “You can’t blame me! Blame my nose - it’s both a gift and a curse!”
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puppydoggraham · 7 months
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Hannigram goes to the eras tour🩷🖤
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keeksandgigz · 4 months
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HUH😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫
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yujeong · 3 months
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(for ship + title) pete & porsche, fester
Pete’s screams were deafening, his fists on Porsche's chest feeling like concrete. It hurt, more than he was willing to admit, more than he was allowed to show. “Why, Porsche?” Before coming here, he had truly believed it would be worth it. The price was worth paying for, Porsche had told himself. Everything for the truth. “How could you?” Goosebumps erupted on his skin, as the realization came and settled between his lungs. Because it had been an easy choice to make.  Because if he had to, Porsche would make it again.
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nomazee · 7 months
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it always sends a little shock thru me when i find fic writers who write for fem readers but say they won’t write for fem reader x fem character for one reason or another i cant tell if it bothers me or makes me giggle
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wikiangela · 7 months
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fuck it friday
tagged by @daffi-990 @thewolvesof1998 @giddyupbuck 💖💖
finally back with alive shannon! still not done with the conversation I'm stuck at, but just left it for now and gonna circle back later (and I can't even begin to tell you how much it bothers me that i'm not writing in order now omg) but small progress is happening so yaay! haha here's something from ch3 - buck's pov - it's a longer snippet that I literally just wrote so it's rough but it's something at least haha
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“Buck!” Christopher exclaims, noticing him first, and he hears rapid footsteps and crutches hitting the floor.
“Hey- shoes!” Eddie sighs heavily, and Buck just knows he’s shaking his head.
“Hey, bud.” Buck smiles, finally turning away from the TV, giving Chris a hug. “How was school?”
“Okay.” he shrugs. “Hi, mom.” Chris adds, turning towards Shannon to give her a hug as well. “How are you feeling?” he asks quietly, concern in his voice, and Buck’s heart melts. From the look on Shannon’s face, so does hers.
“Better.” she smiles, running her hand through his curls with the softest expression on her face, just full of pure love. Buck’s so happy they get to have this, both Christopher and Shannon, that they get this time together they so obviously needed and missed. “Buck’s been keeping me company while waiting for you.” she adds, grinning at Buck.
“What are you guys watching?” Eddie comes closer and sits in the chair, gesturing for Christopher to come over to him, and then helps him out of his shoes. He’s glancing at the TV, probably trying to guess if he knows the show. 
“It’s just this telenovela your abuela was obsessed with a couple years ago.” Shannon shrugs, lowering the volume. They’ll have to rewind and see everything they’ve missed. Or maybe look it up and start from the beginning. Buck’s invested already, and she’s fun to watch with, and maybe if they bond over that, things will feel less awkward. “There’s reruns.”
“You’re watching telenovelas?” Eddie looks up at Buck, then at Shannon, and back at Buck, frowning. “Without me?” he pouts, sounding half-teasing. He keeps looking between them, almost nervously. Is he worried that they won’t get along or something? Ridiculous. Buck can get along with anyone if he wants to – well, almost – and he’s gonna try here, for sure – it’s Chris’ mom, he has to.
“Sorry.” Buck chuckles, leaning back against the couch. Eddie finishes helping Chris and stands up again, while the boy takes a seat between Shannon and Buck, grinning from ear to ear. He scoots closer to Shannon, carefully cuddling into her side, her arm coming up around him. “You wanna watch with us?”
“Uh, I’d love to, but dinner won’t make itself.” Eddie moves to go towards the kitchen, but then stops and hesitates. “Uh, Buck-”
“Ugh, you’re gonna cook?” Christopher wrinkles his nose. “Can’t we order something again?”
“My cooking isn't that bad.” Eddie says, mock-offended, crossing his arms. “Right?” he looks at Buck, and then Shannon. Buck winces and takes in a sharp breath, while Shan wrinkles her nose – and Buck sees such resemblance between her and Chris in that moment – but neither says anything. “Unbelievable.” Eddie shakes his head, and Buck and Shannon look at each other over Christopher’s head and crack up. They might be on the same wavelength, that’s good. Teasing Eddie is another common ground, it seems like. “We had take out last night, and the night before, and before that all the food people brought over after-” he pauses, swallowing hard, still not able to talk about the accident, about almost losing her. He told Buck about his abuela and tía, and Bobby, and even Hen and Karen, and some other people from the station bringing some food so he doesn’t have to bother cooking while taking care of Shannon. “Well, what’s left is in the freezer, and I wanted to do something nice and cook, but maybe I’ll just defrost something.” he sighs, defeated, but there’s a small smile playing on his lips. “That okay, boss?” he adds, emphasizing the last word and looking at his son with a raised eyebrow.
“Yes.” Christopher nods, then bursts into giggles.
“Fine.” Eddie turns and starts walking towards the kitchen. “Buck, you coming with me?”
“You need help defrosting? Wow, you are helpless.” he says, winking at Chris, who just laughs again, but then gets up anyway, following Eddie – who’s at the kitchen door already, and flips him off.
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no pressure tags: @elvensorceress @gayarthur @diazass @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @arthursdent @diazblunt @911onabc @eddiediaztho @housewifebuck @lover-of-mine @gayhoediaz @rogerzsteven @watchyourbuck @hoodie-buck @monsterrae1 @hippolotamus @ladydorian05 @forthewolves @honestlydarkprincess @wildlife4life @spotsandsocks @eowon @theotherbuckley @weewootruck @thewolvesof1998 @disasterbuckdiaz @spotsandsocks @jesuisici33 @callaplums @loserdiaz @disasterbuckdiaz @fortheloveofbuddie @underwater-ninja-13
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thychesters · 1 year
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oh my god WHAT is the pine trees thing?? i'm dying to know
pining. it's pining. i want to die no wait oh my god it does actually say pine trees. i am. so sorry alskdjhfsadf
i'm absolutely dying myself shgljadsb but ok YES there are two different pining fics, one from luffy's pov and one from zoro's because i wanted to explore both, though each have different settings.
luffy's is more or less like:
He spots Zoro sleeping and thinks the spot right next to him is perfect to curl up in and nap. He laughs and he wants him to do that again. He strikes down a foe and there’s a thrill skittering down his spine that he can’t say is purely adrenaline. Zoro works out on the other side of the deck, shirtless and glistening in sweat, and Luffy thinks he’d like to sink his teeth into his bicep. Which. Well, that one's new. Weird, he thinks, and then goes back to watching the horizon.
whereas zoro's is:
Zoro looks like shit. Sanji tells him as much, but given their relationship it’s the equivalent of him saying good morning only without the extra pep. He blinks back at him and wonders how much more pronounced the bags under his eyes are in the harsh morning light. For a split second he considers confiding in Sanji for assistance, and then immediately considers whether or not he has a fever, and then pointedly attempts to nap the rest of the morning away rather than risk making eye contact with Luffy.
wip tag game.
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hecksupremechips · 27 days
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Actually cry so goddamn hard when I think about Shinjiro Aragaki healing and being loved and having to learn to be okay with himself and being taken care of
#writing him has just been like. OOOOWOEOEOEOOE i piss tears i cant handle this shit this gay ass shit#i came up with an idea for just like a cute short one shot i wanna do soon and hnnnghh im so emo about it#very healing its like very hard to write some of the shit im gonna be writing cuz basically#some of it is just a little too real man and while i crave the angst and the drama i am just like#AND THEN EVERYONE HOLDS HANDS AND ITS OKAY PLEASE DONT CRY PLEASE#and ive mentioned how shinji has accidentally become nb to me now because i just kinda happened to write him that way without meaning to#and now another thing im noticing is that in my fic hes kinda bpd coded#it definitely wasnt intentional but now im accepting it as truth no one can stop me#i just really need him to be happy its more important to me than anything else man i need it for me#and he needs to be gay with aki they need to kissy and i think its funny cuz even in the parts where shinji is mad at aki and pushing him#away its like. he kinda has it bad lol and its clear he feels no actual hatred towards aki but more just self deprecation because he doesnt#feel good enough and like idk i just think about their respective roles in society like#aki is an honor student star boxer hero very attractive very kind very popular got adopted by a rich family#hes going places you know meanwhile shinji is a drop out who never had a family ever hes homeless hes sketchy hes on drugs#his reputation couldnt be any worse and he just leans into it and feels he has no future and hes worthless garbage#and aki could literally have anyone he wants you know he has an army of girls pining over him but he doesnt want them#HE WANTS SHINJI AND NO ONE ELSE HE SPENDS YEARS CHASING AFTER HIM#and shinji HATES it hes trying so hard to push him away and be the crusty delinquent and make aki see how worthless he really is#but aki just doesnt stop he loves him so much makes me sick SICK#and shinji really loves him back hes like not gonna shut up ever about aki hes like either doing it in a gay ass annoyed way#or hes like ‘haha omg aki is so cute though hes always trying so hard to be tough but hes just so sweet and gentle you know i hope he#doesnt push himself too hard if he got hurt id fall apart hes so silly i hope hes eating good i desire him carnally’#yeah sorry gamers this is just a pairing i cant be normal about they mean so much to me personally the fate of the world rests upon them
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heartpascal · 11 months
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hi! i just wanted to say i love your writing so so much! i find myself constantly re-reading your fics, they are all so brilliant but in particular your platonic joel miller fics mean a lot to me! as a lesbian who has an intense (platonic) love for joel it means a lot to have fics like this to read as they are quite hard to come by! are you planning to write any more in the future or move on to different stuff?🫶💞
AH you guys r so sweet ur gonna give me cavities fr i LOVE you!!!! sobbing. i’m so so glad to be able to provide these fics for you :’) us platonic joel lovers deserve to read stories just as much as romantic joel lovers!!!
don’t worry!!! i am not leaving mr joel miller behind!! i will be writing more for him, just alongside other things now!!! but i know my roots and i love joel sm, i am definitely still writing for him <3
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