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loupy-mongoose · 7 months

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*Ahem*

Happy Halloween!! ^w^

Bug Fables.

It's my current favorite video game, and actually, you can thank it for Linden Roots existing~

I'll explain, but in order to do so I have to dive into spoilers for one of my absolute favorite plots for one of my absolute favorite characters, so I need to slap on a;

MASSIVE SPOILER WARNING!

In my opinion, this game is best experienced SPOILER FREE, so if you haven't played it and want to some day, I recommend skipping my info dump below. (This info can be acquired before beating the main game though. :>)

You're okay with spoilers? Yes? Okay, carry on.

So.

Those who are familiar with Leif's story will probably see how Bug Fables influenced the creation of Linden Roots.

A long while ago, I mentioned Randy being inspired by my favorite fictional character.

That's Leif.

Leif is a moth who is ancient.

And dead.

Loooooong before the game takes place (I can't find an exact timeframe; it's like a generation or two), Leif went with a team of bugs to explore a cave, but ended up dying in there. In that same cave, a group of scientists later experimented on cordyceps. Now, as soon as they became relevant to the story I was HOOKED.

I learned about cordyceps as a kid, and they scared the crap out of me. But it also was one of those morbidly fascinating things I'd look into once in a while. (Before anyone tells me, yes, I know that's what's in The Last of Us.)

If you don't know, IRL cordyceps basically turn bugs into zombies.

Anyway, the scientists were trying to find a way to create eternal life (what else is new lol), and did this through cordyceps. Which, as one could guess when dealing with zombie fungus, ended up going badly for the scientists.

One of the "failed" experimental fungi was thrown out, and found its way to the deceased Leif, and brought him back to life. It took on his memories, and Leif woke up without knowing what happened, until you dig into his story during the game. So the "Leif" we know in the game isn't truly Leif, but is the fungus living as him.

Now... I'm sure that sounds a bit familiar...

This idea of a character being dead-but-not struck a chord with me. It fascinated me to no end.

But there's more to it.

As one might expect, Leif has some tragedy surrounding him.

While playing the game, you can stumble upon his decedents.

This here is Muze. With a 'z'

This is Leif's great great however-many-greats grand-daughter, who you meet in the game's present day.

When he was alive, he had a wife.

His wife was Muse. With an 's'.

We never get to see what Muse looked like, but he says in-game that Muze is a spitting image of her. Hence why Akoya is dressed as she is in my pic. She's dressed as Muse.

Now, according to the developers, Muse was pregnant when Leif went into the cave where he died.

And he didn't know.

There are several moments in the game that show Leif's potential as a father, but one in particular stood out to me.

(Note for the images; Leif refers to himself as "We/Us".)

Oops, I forgot one. Vi finishes by shouting "I said it's not happening!"

The text in the last shot bounces/wiggles in-game, indicating playfulness or joking.

If you're familiar with Goombario and Goombella in the Paper Mario games, this dialogue is this game's version of that. You can have the main characters give flavor text on any area and most characters in the game. (And I recommend doing it often, as it adds SOOO much to the game! ^v^)

This bit takes place in the first room after Kabbu and Vi meet Leif. And at the end of the room, an event happens to change what's said for the rest of the game. Meaning, the only time you see it is RIGHT after they meet; He was getting playful with these two bugs he'd met only moments ago.

I'm sure it can just be seen as sarcasm, but having found this dialogue after learning about Leif missing out on raising a child, I saw it as a clue that he would've been a great dad. And it shattered me. ;w;

Randy and Akoya are wish-fulfillment. They're my version of Leif and Muse. They're my way of giving Leif and Muse what I'm sad they missed out on, while also keeping some of the angst, lol. Thankfully, they've evolved into their own separate characters that I feel I can be proud of, but Leif's story and tragedy still has a deep, well-protected place in my heart.

Anyway, thanks for checking out my ramble. I accept no blame for any potential spoiler you might've seen against your will. XD

#Pokemon #Linden Roots #Art #Bug Fables #<3

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izurusstuff · 5 months

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Coal Miner's Daughter

(click here for last chapter)

｡･ﾟﾟ･🧸 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞: 𝐕𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 ⋆·˚ ༘ *

message from izurusstuff: hey guys!! here's the first chapter i promised y'all from earlier :)) next chapter is when snow comes in and more of the JUICY stuff happens. pls tell me what you guys think i beg of you...

also i made a playlist that fits the aesthetic of this chapter!!

[𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟'𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟏𝟐 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭]

summary: Y/n Vespertine is a musician from District 12 with a normal(ish) life. She has the love of her dad and two best friends, but something changes. Something that'll seal her fate...

꒰⸝⸝₊ʚɞ┊"...𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫..." ･:*:･

May 30th, The Hob, District 12.

A girl wearing a white dress with pink flowers was performing on the stage. Her brown boots stomped the ground in rhythm with her song that she was strumming on her guitar. The crowd was clapping along and swing dancing with their fellow strangers. The music united the people of The Hob. The performer smiled in the sweet moment.

The performer was none other than Y/n Vespertine. She was one of the common folk of District 12, her dad was a coal miner. Y/n found comfort in the music she sang, especially since adorning kids would come up to her and tell her that she looked like a princess. Everyone knew who she was. Whether it be from her dad or her singing, people knew her. They knew the crowd she hung with. She was a quiet girl, but her soul was grand and sweet. Sweeter than the honey that District 11 exported.

Her delicate hands strummed the guitar, not even taking a break from the end of one song before she started another. Y/n’s hands began strumming to a faster melody, which made the people dance and clap faster. The Hob was in unison because of her music. After the intro, she began her singing:

“𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘦, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥

𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩

𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭, 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘦

𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘱, 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘭, 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶…”

Although the lyrics were rather macabre, they resonated with the crowd. They shouted along with the music even though they didn’t know the lyrics. But y/n’s performance came to an end after hours of singing, much to everyone’s dismay.

Y/n stepped off the stage and walked to the room where all the performing equipment was laid out. She saw two familiar faces that she didn’t expect to see– Leif Huxley and Savani Yearwood. They were her best friends ever since they survived The Rebellion together; the three hid out in a shed near the lake to avoid being seen by any peacekeepers that may have wanted to kill them. Unfortunately, Leif’s parents died, leaving him in his older sister’s care. Savani’s mom escaped, but she hasn’t been found. Y/n’s mom perished that day, too. Needless to say, the three had a tight bond no one could break.

Savani’s dad, Tripp, ended up becoming the Mayor of District 12. Leif and his sister opened up a flower shop down by the lake. They didn’t let their new wealth get to their head, though. They treated y/n the exact same and even provided extra food for her & her dad.

“There’s our performer!” Savani embraced y/n with her open arms. She managed to sneak out of her dad’s office to see y/n perform.

Leif wrapped his arm around y/n’s shoulders and gave her a kiss on her cheek. The two fell in love a few weeks prior and had Savani’s full support– life was good… maybe not perfect, but they made the most of the unfortunate events that led District 12 to poverty.

“You blew the crowd away, my darling.” Leif squeezed y/n harder. He was grinning ear to ear.

“I got you a surprise.” Savani boasted. She turned around to take the cloth off of a box. The box was rather big…

Y/n opened it and nearly jumped to the sky out of excitement. Savani had gotten her a custom-made guitar.

“Daddy got the wood from District 7. It’s pink ivory. Real expensive. But nothing’s too good for my dearest friend!” The girl said, hugging y/n from the side Leif wasn’t standing. The trio ended up in a group hug without pulling away. It was as if they were competing to see who could stay in the hug the longest. Leif was the first to pull away.

“Y’all wanna head down to the lake?” He asked. That was their hangout spot, no matter the season. The two girls nodded. Y/n left the guitar in the room backstage since she didn’t want to break it. The three of them snuck out of The Hob to walk about half a mile through the meadows until they got to their destination, where they then stood on the dock that went to about the middle of the lake. Leif ended up pushing y/n in. She gasped then laughed once she came back up. Him and Savani ended up jumping in after her. They couldn’t care less that they all had their clothes on, or that the sun was setting; it was a beautiful moment that they all relished in.

They ended up floating on their backs, just staring at the sky. Leif reached down to y/n’s hand, intertwining their fingers together. Savani was daydreaming in her own world… she was free in that calming moment… she didn’t have to worry about the stresses of being her dad’s secretary. She was just… a teenager in that moment. It was what she so desperately craved. The other two looked at her. They knew what was on her mind.

“Are you okay, ‘Vani?” Y/n asked. Concern laced her voice.

“It’s weird… one minute we were kids that were running in the meadow near y/n’s house… it felt like yesterday. And now… now we’re here. We’re almost adults… what's next for us?”

“Whatever it is, all of us will stick together! We’re THE trio of District 12!” Leif reassured Savani… her solemn smile shifted from being sad to being one of genuine happiness and serenity.

“When I follow in Daddy’s footsteps, I’m appointing y’all to my cabinet. I can’t live without my friends’ advice.” The brunette bragged. She knew the stars were within her grasp. Nothing was out of reach for her, but the same couldn’t be said for y/n.

Y/n only had a coal mining legacy ahead of her. It wasn’t the worst possible job, but it’s not the one she wanted either. She tried to hide her disappointment… but she couldn’t. So y/n got out of the water and dried herself off.

“I’m gonna head home. Daddy’s prolly worried ‘bout me.” Y/n announced. The other two said their goodbyes and wished her a safe return.

Y/n made it home where her dad, Ridge, was waiting for her. He was dirty from mining all day, but he was cooking dinner. It wasn’t much– just pea soup.

Y/n kissed Ridge on the cheek and went to her room. There were paintings of her, Leif, and Savani all together on her deteriorating dresser and dirty mirror. There were also luxurious gifts that Savani had given her over the years. The one that y/n loved the most was a beautiful gemstone necklace. It was made out of real silver and [insert y/n’s birthstone here].

Ridge called her for dinner. The two sat in the small kitchen and talked about their days.

“Vani gave me a guitar today.”

“Did she? Awfully nice of her. Did y’all hang at The Hob?”

“Sure did. Went to the lake after, too.”

“Y’all always loved that lake. Prolly’ the only kids here to hang out there.”

“Mhm… I think it’ll be our spot for a while. So many memories there.”

“Memories’re good to make. Not many good things to enjoy when you get older.”

Those words really sunk in. As much as it hurt, Ridge was right. After The Reaping this year, the three had to decide what they would do for the rest of their lives. Y/n expected Leif to propose soon due to how old they were getting. The thought of marrying him made her blush, and Ridge could definitely tell it.

“I always liked that Leif boy. His parents were real kind folk. His sister a kind young lady too. She gives us some flowers sometimes, she prolly think it might cheer us up.”

Y/n nodded at her dad’s approval. She finished up her soup then kissed Ridge goodnight.

May 31st.

There was a celebration for Tripp Yearwood’s birthday at The Hob where y/n was asked to perform. She woke up early and put on her nicest dress.

Ridge was still asleep, so y/n kissed his forehead and walked to The Hob.

Savani and Leif were already decorating for Yearwood’s birthday party. Of course, Savani was taking charge and bossing Leif around. It was the usual for those two, but y/n still found it humorous.

“Hey, y’all!” Y/n greeted them. The two stopped their bickering and waved to y/n.

“Y/n!” Savani was ecstatic to see her there. “Your guitar is still in the backroom. Daddy was real excited for me to give it to you. You oughta play it today.”

Y/n went to the room to get it as per Savani’s suggestion. She put the guitar on and went back to the main room for a mic check. People started arriving for Tripp’s birthday. They took their seats at the beautifully decorated tables. Leif was holding hands with y/n as they walked around to talk to the crowd. Savani was being her typical hostess self and entertaining the crowd until the food got there… she was one of the very select few people in District 12 that could afford bread– more or less an entire catered banquet. Because of that, people were starting to stuff their faces with food after it arrived; they were like piranhas.

Tripp Yearwood finally arrived. He gave y/n and Leif a warm hug as a thanks for helping his daughter with the party. Y/n thought of him as a second dad, so she was more than happy to help Savani make his birthday special.

Y/n’s actual dad was there too. He requested to get off work early to see his darling daughter perform– he arrived a bit later than most people, but he was there.

Savani introduced y/n to the crowd, then the music started. Her typical tavern-style music was the entertainment of the evening. The well-fed crowd clapped along to her singing, a few of them were even dancing. Parents had their kids on their feet, dancing with them since they were so little. Y/n was the star of the show, even though it was literally the mayor’s birthday. But where were Savani and Leif?

Y/n took a small break to find the two. They weren’t exactly the type to disappear in the middle of her performance, so she was unbelievably worried. What if peacekeepers had gotten to them?!

The girl walked into the room backstage and her heart stopped. Her world stopped.

Leif and Savani had their lips pressed together. They were full on making out. In the middle of Mayor Yearwood’s birthday celebration. Y/n let out a loud wail, which alerted the two of them along with several people from the crowd. None of the bystanders said anything. Not Ridge. Not Mayor Tripp. Not even Leif’s sister. The world was frozen and people stood there as y/n felt like her heart was ripped from her body.

Y/n slammed down the guitar and ran away. Only Ridge ran after her…

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i-have-no-enemies · 5 months

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I know he’s mostly the comedic relief character, but I really wish we were able to get a better look into Bug eyes’ trauma.

He was separated from his parents when he was just a child, sold into slavery, was probably abused and neglected… but then, finally, someone saves him.

He gets a new chance at life, and he get a father, and then he finds out that… it was a mistake.

He wasn’t the one Leif meant to save, and yes he loves Leif and is so grateful, but still, he knows that he’s not the “right” Thorfinn, so he just becomes Bug eyes instead.

#This is my headcanon #vinland saga #thorfinn #bug eyes #manga #manga cap #text post #commentary #Leif #angst #hc #headcanon

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aurorangen · 7 months

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the beach conservationist

we've finally reached the end of beach conservationist and you know what that means…a post dedicated to me rambling about my thoughts on this generation (and this pack) lmao

as you can tell, postcard legacy enables me to explore everything about the packs and you already know island living lacks SO MUCH. the world is beautiful, i love the beach conservation, the sense of community with the islanders and the festivals...sulani is perfect for pretty pictures but i'm a gameplay girl and i found it underwhelming.

what i liked about this gen was how all the goals let me explore all island living gameplay. i got to see the turtles hatch, dolphins, island festivals etc. it was fun to think of how each goal links to my story instead of just completing them. my ideas became better over time and each one had a meaning behind like how mermaids link to mystery. speaking of, there's NO WAY i was turning bryce into a merman IMAGINE. it was an optional goal so i got away with it!

but i wanted my boy to live THE beach life. over time the beach interactions became so boring, it felt like a chore to come up with posts. you've seen like a thousand bbq posts, the same interactions with the dolphin, beach conservation career animations (and there's not much with kids either, they just play in the sand lol). like with diving. you spend all the simoleons on upgrades to get new moodlets...sims 3 island paradise was MUCH MORE interactive! you could see your sims under water doing stuff! and where are the water sports? it would have been perfect for surfing, water skiing, sailing...

time to talk about Bryce. I love him, he's by far my favourite. there's so much character with him. from your typical beach boy, mr popular, awkward bf to an admired icon, still mr popular, loving dad/husband. he has a true passion for work, is the type of person to host incredible get togethers and certainly someone who has amazing energy that can light up a room. one thing i found hilarious about him was his yoga. is he even the type to do yoga? but then his personality showed when i saw him do it (and failing) at the start to then flexing on his skills. i'd say the wellness helped him to de-stress from work!

also this was the generation i started writing dialogue and i was so nervous about posting it. i really like writing it to give my sims a voice and i love how you all enjoy it too! you can definitely see the improvement with my posts from start to finish.

special mentions to @duusheen for creating leilani! i love leilani's personality compared to bryce's. he's energetic and expressive while she is all relaxed and composed. they both helped each other develop and went through so many first things together: i loved watching them grow! the highlight of this gen for me, was doing our collabs and seeing bryce and leif's families interact! i'm EXCITED for renee and jay plans. and to @estah for creating levi! levi is such a fun addition to the legacy and i love his friendship with bryce! he's always the one to msg to check up on him or ask to hang out!

i would love to know any of your thoughts on bryce's gen, so feel free to comment <3

#so many thoughts on everything writing it down feels calming lmao #i would write a lot more #but thats too much youd think im crazy #ty to anyone who reads this!!!#ts4 #sims 4 #postcard extra #bryce reichmann #robbie's story isnt complete AT ALL #so i will pop back to sulani to do that :)

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heart-wit-strength · 9 days

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One day I shall find the energy to finish the fic I started about Barrel and Leif reuniting just before he died fighting the narwhal

Barrel sorta growing a rough exterior and more reserved over the years and Leif commenting on how she likes this new side of him, telling him about her fresh start on life, they talk about the new king's policy on the newly built species-based caste system, it just takes a lot out of both of them them get to talk about Andrias.

Barrel doesn't have grudges on his friends, he's just... sorta grown out of that life. Or at least tried. Subjugating the frogs has painfully become a part of his job as per the King's orders.

And because the two of them are somewhere aware deep inside that the newly built caste system is a resultant of Them. Ending up sharing how badly they both really just want to contribute to fixing that bc the people of amphibia deserve better, it's quite why Barrel learned to fight his low self-esteem by dedicating his life to serving people and being a warhero.

#Divorce trio are their own dynamics and i don't like reducing them to just being reciprocals of sashannarcy but also #Barreleif is the marcanne of this era do you see my vision #amphibia #text post #writing #barrel the brave #leif plantar #andrias leviathan #divorce trio

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thewordkeep-ffxiv · 11 months

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Emerging Into Light

Warder experience suffered Leif through the parching deserts of Dalmasca, humbled him and his lack of coinpurse in Kugane, and carried him over the seas to Eorzea. Thanalan was so far removed from Leif in geography and culture, gauntlets of commerce in a stingy clime. As much as Leif enjoyed the sea--the vast ocean horizon in contrast to the enclosing forest landscape--he felt an imposter to it. And the snowbanks of Coerthas were a shock to this tropical Rava.

The Shroud felt closer to home than any other--soft moss yielding to his footfalls, the pre-dawn mist refreshing parched hair and skin, newborn light fighting for purchase through a shield of trees as still as wardens at post to their charge. This place lacked the heavy heat Leif was used to, and the foliage was too thin and widespread for him to journey from limb to limb, but he realized how much he missed birdsong, the aroma of damp earth, the rustle of breeze through the leaves.

Leif knew he would have to give up his garb soon, trade the tattered remnants of his old life for the coin needed to sustain his new one, whatever that would be. He would have to find a way to survive out here that had nothing to do with hunting and foraging for food, cutting a home into the earth, and respecting the wilds and all her rules. He would deal with that fear soon enough, face that uncertainty. Right now, he wanted to marvel at the world and its beauty before the bustle of daily living spooked this still tranquility into the deepest shadows. He wished he could join them but remained ever-hopeful to find his way in the Light.

#ffxiv rp #ffxiv screenshots #viera #ffxiv #gposers #thewordkeep #leif renna

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diariodeunrincondemi · 7 months

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Why, in my opinion, Arnheid is the true heroine of Vinland Saga season 2

I think I never talked about Vinland Saga here in tumblr, although I've been mulling over the events of this last season (season 2). I've read complaints, from the beginning, that it's a very slow season and that it doesn't contribute anything, but I suppose that comes from people who only likes teenage Thorfinn.

From the beginning there's this idea that in war there is no honor or glory; because there can be neither honor nor glory in something that consists of shedding blood and taking the lives of other people.

Thorfinn is a boy, a male kid, and as a boy, he grows up with very defined expectations and a role in a warrior society; therefore, when it happens what happens, it is he and not his sister (even though she is older), who has to carry out revenge, even if he is only a child.

And that leads him to have to grow on the battlefield. His pride and position, as a Norseman, depend and fall on war and violence; and he is not aware of all this until he loses his only reason for living.

And that's when the second season begins and we find a different Thorfinn, depressed and without any ties to life, an empty shell. And that's when Einar and also Arnheid come in.

Until that moment we have seen war from the point of view of male warriors. And through Einar we have seen the war from a farmer's point of view. But it is with Arnheid that the story changes: because she is a woman.

We don't know what Thorfinn's evolution or life was like in those 2 years of slavery until Einar arrives; and we don't know because that doesn't matter. And it doesn't matter because this arc is about the consequences of war (and not just in the form of Thorfinn's PTSD).

There is also gender bias in war. We see it in Thorfinn, he grows up in the war, and in his sister, who stays at home with his mother. We see it, implicitly and more subtly, in Einar and his sister. And we see it in Thorfinn, Einar and Arnnheid.

The three of them are war victims: a child soldier and two people who lost their homes and families. The three of them ended up as slaves. The line between war and slavery is very thin.

But even as slaves, Thorfinn and Einar's life is much simpler than that of Arnheid: physically hard work, yes, but they are given the opportunity, when the time comes, to buy their own freedom. Arnheid has no such freedom: she is not only a servant, she is also a sex slave. Because she is a woman. And as a woman she is only good for doing domestic work and serving as a sexual object.

It is she, along with her story, the true protagonist of this season. The heroine. Who shows us what awaits women in contexts of war and slavery. And this is not just a thing of the 11th century: currently women in war conflicts are also victims of trafficking and sexual exploitation.

That is why Thorfinn's evolution in those 2 years in which he was alone doesn't matter. That's why his reunion with Leif doesn't matter. That's why, even though he hasn't interacted with Arnheid that much, he is willing to help and protect her, to get her out of there.

Thorfinn knows the tactics of war better than anyone, he spent most of his life on the battlefield. But that also implied that the context in which he grew up was especially male-dominant.

Arnheid, from my point of view, gave Thorfinn a new perspective (a perspective he may not have considered before) on the consequences of the war.

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demiboydemon · 4 months

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Weird Animal Crossing Headcanons!

Tom Nook used to be married to Redd, now is dating KK Slider. He used to just have a crush on him, but after KK came to the island they got drunk on vacation juice and hooked up in the closed Able Sisters’ changing room, and other places after Sable caught them and kicked them out. The next morning, they talked about it and decided to take things slow. After meeting up every Saturday for a few months, they put labels on things. Timmy and Tommy who were so glad to see their Dad/Uncle happy, even though Tom Nook had to make up a sfw story about how they got together.

Redd is single, but still likes Tom Nook. He’s scornful and jealous that Tom has moved on. He always hopes that he will see him in his boat and want him back. It hasn’t worked yet, but he’s hoping if he keeps selling fake art, Tom will get mad enough to talk to him. Recently he came to tell Redd that he was welcome to sell his art on the regular part of the island as long as he didn’t claim the forgeries were real, but Redd told him to go fuck himself.

Blathers is married to Brewster. It was hard being long distance so Brewster decided to move to the island, too. Sometimes Blathers is self-conscious about how much he talks, but Brewster finds it adorable. Sometimes a family is a bird who talks too much and a bird who doesn’t talk enough.

Harvey, Harriet, Leif, and Pascal are in a polyamorous relationship with each other. Harvey and Harriet got together first, then they met Pascal and Leif. Harriet isn’t dating Pascal, but they are good friends. They’re currently a closed polycule.

Flick and CJ are dating. They were childhood best friends, then got together as teens. Now they live together in a 2 bedroom apartment. One of the bedrooms belongs to the bugs and fish. Flick doesn’t talk to his dad much, and people assume it’s because he’s homophobic. Really it’s because Nat loves eating bugs. Another example of politics destroying families 😔

Pelly moved on from Pete after she caught him pirating content from Phyllis’s Onlyfans. She’s now with a pelican named Pierre, who is a Boondoxian. Pierre is scared of Phyllis, as everyone should be.

Gracie is friends with benefits with Pavé and Resetti. She’s a dom and they’re into that.

Dr Shrunk’s wife wanted to open up their marriage and he agreed, but now regrets it. He talked to Dr Shrunk (his wife) about his regrets and she told him she wanted a divorce. He is having a midlife crisis, and now the only reactions he can teach are ‘heartbreak,’ ‘hefty child support,’ and ‘look at my exotic tattoo.’ This is why he is absent in New Horizons, as Nintendo didn’t think these reactions would be profitable. (Geez, show the man some compassion.)

Ankha is taking a break from dating after someone leaked her nudes. She went on a coffee date with Wisp once, but he was too much of a scaredy-cat for her.

Don Resetti has a crush on Beppe at OK Motors. They don’t see each other much, but every time they do is magical. A scrapped part of New Horizons was the player setting them up on a date in exchange for bells, but Nintendo decided against it.

Reese and Cyrus are happy as ever, and are that couple you mute on social media because they make you feel bad about your own love life.

Franklin used to have a Tinder, but deleted it after he only got messages from vore roleplayers. Speed dating hasn’t worked out well for him, either.

Gillivarr has an unrequited crush on Celeste. Celeste is the unrequited crush of many, many people.

Wardell and Niko are in a committed relationship after working together for years. Digby and Lottie had to make amendments to the HHA rule book because they were sick of the PDA.

Lloid is well-endowed, but he still has a difficult time with dating because it’s made of clay, and no size in the world can make up for that.

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bug-oc · 11 months

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Bug Fables OC Tournament Round 3

Marigold (she/her) from @mantisgodsdomain

Marigold is a hawk moth and a witch, initially made for a short fic in which Mothiva has an extremely bad day involving a certain amount of Leif's Request Spoilers, loss of limb, and loss of almost all processes generally associated with being alive (she's fine, it's just a minor setback). Located in the Ant Kingdom's Outskirts, she is a curious, cheerful, and scientific bug, experimenting to the utmost of her field - magic involving transmutation of the flesh.

The field she lacks in, of course, is morals.

Transmuting a bug properly needs test subjects - bugs to run through new formulas, test variations, see what happens with a new form of triggering a transformation into something else. What more convenient place to get those than by cornering a random bystander and seeing what happens once they've taken it for you?

Many bugs, of course, are not particularly happy about suddenly being transformed into, say, a shambling mass of flesh. Marigold isn't the most gifted, as far as self-defence goes, and combat brews are a bit of a waste of time - why fight your wayward experiments when you can get someone else to do it for you? Looking soft and innocent means that a potential bystander will be far more likely to believe her when she says that a beast attacked her, and depending on the form, any victim may simply lack the means to protest.

Up against one tiny, unarmed moth, it's clear who the aggressor must have been - and if you build a good enough reputation with the neighbors, even bugs who can still talk will find former friends and family siding against them. After a certain point, it's obvious they're not who they claim to be - it's all social engineering, anyways.

Of course, any research needs funding - the criminal elements of Bugaria especially have plenty of use for making a bug vanish without generating a body, and Marigold's brews are permanent, if the client doesn't specify otherwise. For a bit of pay, you can vanish nearly anyone you want - without that pesky guilt that comes from actually killing them! All at the small, small cost of funding a local business.

Marigold herself would not personally consider any of her actions to be immoral in any way, which is how you know she's a good candidate in any public-opinion-based polls. She is exactly the bug you want in order to eliminate any pesky competitors - and, of course, exactly the sort of trustworthy and morally upright bug that any community needs.

Mop from @crisbeedonuts

we had a dream that there was a bug fables sequel but the only thing we remember is that leif somehow had this cordyceps baby. it looked like a pile of spaghetti and couldn't talk but we think it still went to bug kindergarten or something, we don't remember a lot of details. but the entire day following we couldn't stop thinking about leif having this fungus child so we named it mop. now it's like our child in real life to us

#bf oc tournament #bug fables #bug fables oc

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Just saw your new challenge so I'll propose you the 11 the Guardian cause I'm curious of what you will do... Also I'm happy you restart drawing (and don't hesitate to ask if you need advices ;))

11. The Guardian

With Quan's gift in hand, he will protect Leif with his life

#fire emblem #fe #fe4 #fe5 #genealogy of the holy war #thracia 776 #finn #fire emblem finn #fe finn #my art #traditional art #ask

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stellar-planetary-system · 3 months

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thinking abt jackie and wilson by hozier as a verge (young leif series) song. thinking abt them meeting leif and thinking abt

INTRO VERSE: so tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes / no better version of me I could pretend to be tonight

^verge living every day jumping and surviving to get to tomorrow, slowly ground down to feel tired of life, with the red in their eyes from the dryness of the desert they meet leif in.

soul deep in the swill w the most familiar of swine/for reasons wretched and divine

^verge being born into a life of crime for the most cruel of crimes and that rejection and hate from other ppl permeating their soul

^^“for reasons wretched” vapus being destroyed by the hubris of their plans “and divine” the incredible power that could have been achieved

she blows outta nowhere roman candle of the wild / laughing her way through my feeble disguise

^leif literally showing up on a broken ship like a firecracker in their life to spark something new / he sees through verge as a terrifying person and breaks their guard down so easily

no other version I would rather be tonight / and lord! she found me just in time

^feeling more and more relaxed with leif, beginning to feel happy in the moment they found leif when they did

cause with my mid youth crisis all said and done / I need to be youthfully felt, cause god I’ve never felt young.

^verge makes the choice to kiss leif in realizing they need to feel something they’d never been able to before

CHORUS

she’s gonna save me call me baby run her hands through my hair.

^leif being one of the only ppl verge could ever let close to run his hands in their hair (and not pull it).

she’ll know me crazy soothe me daily / better yet she wouldn’t care.

^leif being the one person who knows them so intimately, calms them in all their crises, and most importantly doesn’t care what kinds of sins other ppl put on their shoulders. he just loves them.

we’ll steal a lexus be detectives ride round picking up clues

^being on the nancy sinatra and living their fantasy life of being criminals with a purpose in their small family together

we’ll name our children jackie and wilson / raise em on rhythm and blues

^the ultimate fantasy of being able to settle down for verge. even if they don’t want kids it’s the yearning for a life they wish they could have. something about being Able to settle down that’s so appealing yet so far. / ^^another piece of that fantasy, that they’re gonna raise their kids on a steady rhythm, something calm and soulful and significantly Normal in their own way.

VERSE

lord! it’d be great to find a place we could escape sometime / me and my isis growing black irises in the sunshine

^verge starting to consciously wonder about some kind of normalcy to their life. / "me and my isis" is usually referred to as the goddess of healing and love, so the healing and love of verge through leif and “black irises” could be funeral flowers and maybe them knowing the fantasy’s doomed from the start.

every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside / we’d sit back and watch the world go by / happy to lie back, watch it burn and rust / we tried the world good god it wasn’t for us

^for a moment this was their life. to say fuck the world that hurt them badly and let it burn as long as they had an escape with leif.

CHORUS

she’s gonna save me call me baby run her hands through my hair / she’ll know me crazy soothe me daily / better yet she wouldn’t care / we’ll steal her lexus be detectives / ride round picking up clues / we’ll name our children jackie and wilson / raise em on rhythm and blue

^repeated again like they're reliving their life with leif and then.

VERSE

cut clean from the dream last night let my mind reset / looking up from a cigarette and she’s already left

^waking up the next day after their escape from minsky and lafftrax without leif (who left them voluntarily).

I start digging up the yard for what’s left of me in our little vignette / for whatever poor soul is coming next

^falling back into their old life knowing they can’t stay the same person they were with leif in order to survive.

END CHORUS

^the lingering memories of a life they could have had but could never have actually had it.

#yeah ik I've already talked abt it. what abt it. I have a message to spread and it's that verge is gay yearning to ME #only anja and eleri are the real ones here who responded LMAO #ne ways <3 jackie and wilson ultimate yearning song #also leif he/him lesbian #I think abt them being lesbians often. I think they deserve to both have tramsgmednerism #verge young leif #young leif #midnight burger #yes ik it's a goofy little podcast. let me have this !!!#leif midnight burger #I also think leif deserves to have engineering hotness. most importantly leif as a woman I think she deserves a tank top #the mechanic suit covered in grease and the worst showering ever. she's space trailer hobo engineer dyke energy she deserves it sm #verge takes one look and decides that Yeah that's it. that's the one.#I have NOT listened in a while nobody @ me about specifics idc im bored at work let me live

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New Releases

We've got four new YA books on our radar this week! Check out what's on deck for launch this Tuesday:

The Lotus Flower Champion by Pintip Dunn and Love Dunn

It looks like paradise…only it’s not. This was supposed to be a once-in-a-lifetime family trip to Thailand. One last wish for my dying mama. Instead, we’re stranded on a lush, stunning island with ten strangers—held captive as Thai mythology unfolds around us…and within us.

Now we’re being tested. We’re expected to face our greatest fears—and possible deaths—in hopes of awakening some kind of dormant gift…or curse. One by one, we’re transforming, echoing the strange and sometimes wondrous abilities found in Thai folktales. But my mama has only days to live, my papa is missing, and I’m forced to trust a group of strangers…including our evasive, dark-eyed tour guide, who resembles a minor god. Toss me in the ocean and feed me to the naga now.

Only I’m no hero. My days are managed by numbers and the compulsions that used to keep me safe. I have to prove how far I can go. To survive. To protect my family. And to find a way off this perilous island where everything is a lie…including reality.

Carry My Secret to Your Grave (Murder, She Wrote #2) by Stephanie Kuehn

Small town murders. Big time thrills. The second installment in the suspenseful, modern update of the classic mystery TV series. Perfect for fans of One of Us Is Lying, Sadie, and Gossip Girl.

“Someone knows where you live. And whoever they are, they want you to know… you’re next.” Bea Fletcher never met a cold case she didn’t want to solve. So when she finds herself staying with family near Lake Paloma, she’s torn. Sure, she’s not thrilled to be bunking with her moody, taciturn uncle and his wife while her father’s out of town. Being away from Cabot Cove means less time for Bea to work on her true crime blog, visit her great-aunt Jessica, and spend time with new friends Leisl, Leif, and Carlos and the mysterious underground treasure hunting game they’ve been playing.

But Lake Paloma has mysteries of its own, including the unsolved drowning of teenaged Eden Vicente the year before. And when Bea starts to ask questions about Eden’s death, the answers lead her closer to home than she ever imagined. If Bea isn’t careful, she could be the next girl to end up at the bottom of the lake.

What the River Knows by Isabel Ibañez

Bolivian-Argentinian Inez Olivera belongs to the glittering upper society of nineteenth century Buenos Aires, and like the rest of the world, the town is steeped in old world magic that’s been largely left behind or forgotten. Inez has everything a girl might want, except for the one thing she yearns the most: her globetrotting parents—who frequently leave her behind.

When she receives word of their tragic deaths, Inez inherits their massive fortune and a mysterious guardian, an archeologist in partnership with his Egyptian brother-in-law. Yearning for answers, Inez sails to Cairo, bringing her sketch pads and an ancient golden ring her father sent to her for safekeeping before he died. But upon her arrival, the old world magic tethered to the ring pulls her down a path where she soon discovers there’s more to her parent’s disappearance than what her guardian led her to believe.

With her guardian’s infuriatingly handsome assistant thwarting her at every turn, Inez must rely on ancient magic to uncover the truth about her parent’s disappearance—or risk becoming a pawn in a larger game that will kill her.

The Space Between Here and Now by Sarah Suk

Seventeen-year-old Aimee Roh has Sensory Time Warp Syndrome, a rare condition that causes her to time travel to a moment in her life when she smells something linked to that memory. Her dad is convinced she’ll simply grow out of it if she tries hard enough, but Aimee’s fear of vanishing at random has kept her from living a normal life.

When Aimee disappears for nine hours into a memory of her estranged mom–a moment Aimee has never remembered before–she becomes distraught. Not only was this her longest disappearance yet, but the memory doesn’t match up with the story of how her mom left–at least, not the version she’s always heard from her dad.

Desperate for answers, Aimee travels to Korea, where she unravels the mystery of her memories, the truth about her mother, and the reason she keeps returning to certain moments in her life. Along the way, she realizes she’ll need to reconcile her past in order to save her present.

#the space between here and now #murder she wrote #the lotus flower champion #what the river knows #ya lit

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Coal Miner's Daughter

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｡⋆｡˚｡⋆.⛓ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 💣⛓.⋆｡⋆˚

message from izurusstuff: okay hi i promise snow comes in on the next part [insert pleading eyes here], i just didn't want to overwhelm people with so so much, so i divided it into two sections but you'll thank me for that,, he's going to be serving cunt and being the literal best teenage murderous villain <33

im literally writing pt 2 rn for y'all bc ilysm, bear with me

[𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟'𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝟏𝟐 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭]

summary: Y/n and Ridge are navigating their new life after y/n's betrayal. It's the first day, but things are already so different.

*:･ﾟ✧* "...𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞..." ･ﾟ✧*:

⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

May 31st, The Hob, District 12.

Y/n dropped the expensive ivory guitar Savani had gotten her the day prior. The wood broke into splinters everywhere… about two thousand dollars worth of precious wood was currently laying in pieces on the floor of The Hob. Bystanders looked on in shock at what they saw go down… but Mayor Yearwood was furious. Not at his daughter who just backstabbed her best friend, but at y/n.

The heartbroken girl was running through the meadows back to her house. Tears flew from her face and her heart weighed more than the world. Y/n ran past the lake that the three were at just the night prior… when everything was okay. When her heart didn't get grinded up into powder by two of her favorite people. When she knew she was loved. So much changed in less than a day. It was all so fast, it felt like a carousel ride she couldn’t get off of… and it was fucking horrifying.

When y/n stepped foot into her house, she ran into her room and destroyed all the artwork of the trio. She stupidly flushed all the jewelry down the toilet… she was so upset that it didn't cross her mind that she could sell it. She wanted to get rid of every single memory of Leif and Savani. Including living in District 12 with them.

Ridge ran into the house a few minutes later. It was quite obvious y/n had outran her poor dad; he was unbelievably out of breath when he finally got there.

“Kid…”

Y/n looked at her dad. She tried to speak. Nothing came out of her mouth other than loud wails… Ridge somewhat understood her heartbreak; it’s exactly what he went through when y/n’s mom died. He held his poor daughter in his soot-covered hands, which got all over her celebration dress. He wasn’t exactly the best at comfort, but y/n knew he was there for her and truly loved her.

“C…can I come work in the mines with you, Daddy?” Y/n said through her sobs. Ridge thought it was an unusual request, but he knew letting y/n stay in the house would only make her feel worse, so he nodded.

“You can come with me tomorrow. Beware though, you’ll be the only lady there. The boys might be shocked.” Ridge joked. He wasn’t exactly lying– she’d be the only female there, but he wouldn’t tolerate any of his fellow miners being rude to his precious daughter.

“You don’t have to be alone, sweetheart. We’ll get through this together. Just like we always done. Ain’t gonna let no one hurt you…” He said, squeezing y/n tighter. Ridge may have not been able to prevent y/n’s heart from getting broken this time, but he wasn’t going to let it happen again. He didn’t give a damn if he had to buy a shotgun with all the money he had. No one would treat y/n like this… because it broke his heart too. If it wasn’t for him trying to stay strong for her, Ridge would also be sobbing. He felt like the worst dad ever for not being able to protect his daughter from people so cruel… people he trusted.

“...I love you, Pa.” Y/n didn’t say that phrase often, but she really should. She truly loved her dad. Ridge always bent over backwards to make sure she was clothed and fed. He’d often spend days straight in the mines around her birthday and holidays just so she could have presents. And in that moment, y/n was beyond grateful for him.

Ridge was trying his hardest not to break down crying in that moment. But it didn’t work… tears fell from his eyes just as fast as y/n’s did. Neither of them said anything, but they basked in each other’s heartbreak. The two ended up falling asleep like that…

June 1st, Vespertine Residence, District 12.

Ridge and y/n had fallen asleep on the croaky, old, wooden floor of y/n’s room while they embraced. Y/n’s head was on Ridge’s shoulder, and his head was on top of hers. Honestly, it wasn’t exactly the most comfortable of positions, but the idea of it was wholesome.

The two didn’t wake up until the cliche cawing of a rooster was heard in the distance while they felt the pastel orange sun shine down on them through y/n’s open window… and both of them groggily woke up. For a split moment, they’d forgotten why they were asleep like that to begin with. But reality set in not long after.

“Still plannin’ on going to the mines today, kid?” Ridge asked, standing up and brushing himself off. Y/n nodded. It wasn’t the ideal job by any means, but she knew the Yearwoods and Leif would try to look for her. And she did NOT want to deal with it.

“Alrighty then.” Ridge walked off to his room, which was only on the other side of the kitchen, opposite of y/n’s. After a second, he tossed y/n a… very… very… dirty uniform.

“Sorry, kid. Can’t have you ruinin’ your dresses.” He responded after he saw the disgusted look on her face… great. She had to wear her dad’s old uniform that’s been around for God knows how long. Why didn’t she see that coming? But there wasn’t any backing out now. Y/n shooed Ridge and began putting on the uniform…

June 1st, Yearwood Mansion, District 12.

Unlike y/n, Savani slept peacefully. She finished up her dad’s birthday party with Leif by her side… and not once did they think of y/n. Savani got to get the sleep, food, and energy y/n deserved. Why did she get to crush y/n and act like nothing happened?! It was infuriating, but only for y/n. Everyone else was ecstatic for Savani and Leif… like y/n never existed or even mattered to anyone.

The young heiress woke up that morning in her silk pajamas and her luxury bed. She didn’t fall asleep from being so exhausted because she cried her heart out to her dad. It was everything y/n deserved.

It was almost as if… Savani wanted to erase y/n from the start. She probably was an embarrassment to her and Leif. So they betrayed her, that way they wouldn’t be labeled as classists for cutting off their peasant “friend.” That was probably why everyone supported Leif and Vani’s relationship… because everyone knew y/n lived in a three room house with her dad on the very outskirts of the district. Everyone knew they could only afford “soup” that contained water and one vegetable… they knew the soup only had spices in it on y/n’s birthday.

The Vespertines were nothing but savage, poor, vain peasant folk. People only tolerated them because y/n was “best friends” with Mayor Yearwood’s daughter. Now they didn’t have to hide their disgust anymore.

“Good morning, Daddy!” Savani said in a cheery voice as she walked into her kitchen that was nearly twice the size of y/n’s entire house. “‘Mornin’, darlin’.” Tripp said. His voice nearly sounded like a growl. Vani didn’t care, though. She’d always gotten everything she wanted… and now, Leif was hers too.

“People’re talkin’ about that stunt you pulled yesterday on y/n, Savani.”

“So?”

“Savani. Now we all know damn well, I never cared much for y/n… but people don’t need to know that. You’re makin’ it seem we’re out to get her right before The Reaping. What will they think if y/n gets drawn to go in?”

Shit. Tripp was right. The Reaping for The Hunger Games was only a little over a month away. If y/n were to get picked…

“So be it. She’s everything the Capitol thinks of us… dirty, poor, hungry, angry, savage. Ain’t much of a loss if she gets picked.” Those words really sunk in for Tripp… maybe if he rigged the drawing, his precious daughter could live her happy ever after with Leif…

“I ‘spose you’re right. Be unfortunate if she got picked…”

June 1st, Everdeen Coal Mine, District 12.

Y/n arrived with her hair in pigtails. Although she was wearing a decade old mining uniform, she made it her own. She flaunted it with confidence… she knew Savani could never do such a thing. Vani could probably put on the uniform, but she’d only do it for publicity. Y/n got to actually work; which wouldn’t be so wonderful if she wasn’t so excited to use a pickaxe to take her anger out on poor rocks.

She walked closely behind her dad, who was strutting in the mines. Everyone there seemed to know her dad’s name, which kinda made her feel inferior… inferior. To her own dad. At his job. Her confidence really took a deep dive after yesterday, huh?

“Hey Ridge! That your daughter?” An old man shouted, pointing to y/n.

“Sure is, Billy!”

“Really grown up on us!” The man said. Y/n was… terrified. She thought she’d be ridiculed the second she picked up her pickaxe. “She’ll be a hard worker if she’s anything like her daddy!” Y/n let out a sigh of relief. Thank the Lord… people here in the mines didn’t judge. It was refreshing. But it’s expected that men who wore working their ass off just so their family could buy a single head of cabbage would be understanding.

Time to get to work.

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