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aeriedwelling · 3 months

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Oooh I DO wanna ask about your OCs so bad. Since you asked me about Meredith (the post is also coming I've just been very busy IRL moving across the sea) I am going to ask about your recent vampire guy, let's hear more random tidbits of stuff about Winston 👀👀 (I love vampires it's one thing about me. Less obsessed with werewolves but this one looks very polite so I'll make an exception) If that would inspire you I remain convinced hym and Meredith would be friends. Maybe bonding over plants? She makes stuff with various ingredients, I think she cares about plants. Also recently I was thinking about blorbos in comfy winter pyjamas (hoodies, sweatpants, fuzzy warm fabrics, all that), so I also invite you to think about hym in comfy pyjamas. ... Is it into sleepovers? Are we having an OC sleepover? Anyway I love you and I think about you <3

winston fr is the kind of guy to be meredith's wingman but absolutely not in a "helping her get dates" way and instead just. always in her corner. always cheering her on. always somehow manages to show up, in person, to whatever she needs help or support with. guy who is always rooting for her success. hes so so very full of love i think the two of them are absolutely friends !!!! they bond over plants. lots of time spent in a greenhouse frfr

oooough cozy guy <3 <3 despite being the biggest guy around he absolutely wears things that are about eight million sizes too big. pajama pants fit fine, but his hoodies and t-shirts are always super oversized !!! (oh look he's me /silly). he's absolutely gotten meredith and him matching cabin socks. he might have honestly even made him and meredith matching cabin socks.

idk what kind of random tidbits i can tell you ough. i think it would be cool of him to play some kind of string instrument. i think he really likes seagulls and whales and running around in sand. i think he's taken meredith ballroom dancing and also maybe swing dancing. he paints his nails. he also bites his nails. his tail is huuuuge so wagging is always super obvious <3 (and sometimes very destructive sjdflksj). he's the oldest of six kids!! i dont have names for all of his siblings yet but i need suggestions for two more i think if anybody has any

if he was a pokemon he'd be ursaluna and he's very fond of teddiursa!! his favorite minecraft blocks are tuff bricks and polished granite and he's fond of bats even if they don't do anything sjdfkldjf.

idk if i've. said this in another post but sometimes he has wing tattoos :D either black and red bat wings or golden sun moth wings (to match atmos <3 <3) - in the space themed dnd campaign that i'm kinda sorta writing he's a maintenance guy, does work in various space ports and lives with atmos yesyes. also !! space campaign winston is very very obviously afab but everyone uses any pronouns for him anyway and this is very important to me

he's been alive for a super long time but he can't. remember a lot of it. or he wasn't there for a lot of big events so he can't really tell you anything about them sdjflksdj

he is. my most beloved little guy <3

#oough this is from september sorry ram beloved #she is. excited puppy frfr #ram beloved #asks #thank u for asking !!!!#i love you i hope you're having fun and being safe always

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peachipeachy · 2 months

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cool with you ☆彡 - ch. 03

(gojo satoru x fem!cupid!reader) based on the "cool with you" m/v by new jeans.

warnings; mentions of bow and arrows, use of (y/n), high school era gojo, mild swearing, suguru do be yellin' yellin, reader is always really going through it with this crush (shes like me frfr)

(hey yall;;;,,, here's the silly little second half :,D)

word count; approx. 2.3k

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act i; accismus.

n. a form of irony in which a person feigns indifference to or pretends to refuse something he or she desires.

(where a cupid refuses to acknowledge her growing affection for the earth's strongest sorcerer.)

"i seem to find your company entertaining, gojo-san,"

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the wintertime scenery soon blurs into a mix of colours as she pulls the boy with her, in search of a place to talk.

and as the questions bubbling within each of their throats grow to the tip of their tongues, they find themselves standing in front of a cafe. in particular, (y/n) had unknowingly led them to the very same cafe she had shot him at; café de crie. she grimaces.

oh, how fate can be such a comedian.

she lets go of his arm and takes a seat at one of the outdoor tables, staring at the still human standing in front of her.

he doesn't budge.

so she gestures to the seat at the table across from her and calms her expression. her image returning to its calculating, inhuman, innately cupid-like character.

"sit here and take out your phone like you're calling someone," she spoke, keeping her tone indifferent, refusing to let her beating heart ruin her image. "that way you don't look entirely insane while we talk,"

with another grin, the boy enthusiastically takes his place at the table, flipping open his phone and pressing it to his ear before settling into the sit across from her. "alright, dove"

she grimices at the nickname. "dove?"

"well, i don't really have anything to call you by...plus--" he lazily points to her attire; white on white on white. white clothes, white shoes, white accessories, all with no marks or stains - all too perfect for a human.

she presses her tongue against her cheek and crosses her arms with a scoff, unable to retort back. the boy's expression fades into a cheeky smile, and (y/n) looks away; flustered and annoyed is not a look she likes on herself.

meanwhile, satoru's eyes catch the laminated menu on the table. not one to resist sweet treats and pretty girls, he inspects it. she hears him call for her again.

"hey, dove," he rests his phone between his ear and his shoulder, looking up at her. "you wanna order something?"

her gaze flickers between him and the menu in his hands and she declines with the graceful shake of her head.

the boy pouts. "c'mon~ i'll even pay!"

"no, i'm not hungry" (y/n), in fact, does not need to eat. perks of not being human.

the pair hold eye contact for a moment; waiting for the other break. a few beats pass by in silence and satoru groans, giving in.

"fine, but don't say i didn't offer," with that, the boy orders a cream cake topped with sliced peaces, some sort of cofee jelly, alongside a hot cup of coffee, adding so much sugar that even the non-human is concerned for him.

the moment all of his order is delivered, he begins.

"so, you wanna start by telling me why exactly i have to pretend to be on the phone for us to talk?" he asks, placing the flip phone in a more comfortable position.

she eyes him, "would you like to tell me your name before you interogate me?"

and despite his question getting shut down, he smiles at her.

"satoru. gojo satoru,"

she nods, acknowledging him, "gojo-san,"

satoru leans forward, smile wider, excited. if (y/n) wasn't so on edge, she would have mistaken him for a puppy, one with curious blue eyes and a big, white, wagging tail.

"and you?" he takes a bite from his cake, "your name?"

furrowing her eyebrows, she hesitates. is she even allowed to disclose this stuff to humans? satoru notices her uncertainty and concludes that the best way to get answers is to tease them out of her. "unless you want me to keep calling you dove?"

she scowls, "next question, please,"

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winter rain beats hard against the cafe's covers as clock hands tick and the sun moves to hide underneath the land. satoru's phone is held close to his face as questions and answers are tossed between a sorcerer and cupid.

they start with the necessaey questions - insatiable with the need to understand each other.

it's here where satoru learns that only he can notice her presence as she recounts the other people only interact with her if she directly initiates contact first. he also learns that she doesn't actually want to interact with others either, so she's not bothered by it. to her future dismay, (y/n) adds how satoru noticing her despite never knowing of his existance first made her nervous, resulting in multiple teasing comments from said boy to a pink-cheeked girl.

next, (y/n) is informed of cursed energy and the fact that satoru initially thought she was a big, powerful cursed spirit or something. she asks him how he could he come up with that conclusion, and satoru ends up boasting about being the "strongest sorcerer". (y/n) barely has a clue what he means by that.

and as the two converse, topics and questions become mundane and sillier.

"why do i always see you near the train station?" he asks.

(y/n) shrugs, "there's a lot of people,"

she does not elaborate.

later, while plates are cleaned and only satoru's drink remains, the conversation steers into anecdotes, and thoughts and mindless chatter. satoru talks more. mostly because he thinks she is simply shy, when in reality, (y/n) doesn't really have many stories or experiences to talk about. so she asks questions.

"why do people like coffee so much?" she blurts out, watching satoru take a hearty gulp from his mug. he shoots her a confused look.

"are you asking like, you don't like coffee? or like you've never tried it?" he asks, a small coffee mustache adorned on his top lip.

her eyes watch his tongue lick it off. "never tried it,"

"never?" he gapes, she shakes her head. in her years as a cupid, she noticed that many humans love 'coffee dates'. this event isn't even reserved for romance - humans invite their family, friends, or even strangers to go on these dates. it intrigued her. why this little brown drink? "why not?"

"never had the chance to, i guess," she replies, glancing at the half-empty mug.

he nods and the topic passes, effortlessly transitioning to another.

cocurrently, (y/n) can't help but feel relieved when realising how late the cafe stays open. contrary to her cold character, she finds herself enjoying his company and wanting to indulge in the warmth of it.

as she lets him ramble - something about trying to get a boy named "nanami" to try putting sugar in his coffee for once - the hand holding his phone begins to fall, no longer pressed to his cheek. no. (y/n) can't have that. he'll get scrutinised by others...he looks crazy, speaking so animatedly to no one. without a second thought, (y/n) reaches over the empty plates and pushes his hand back to his ear. satoru freezes and locks his gaze on her.

"keep talking," she replies softly, leaning back into her chair, "you look fine now,"

but he can't. gojo satoru has lost his train of thought. he clears his throat, thinking of another topic.

"you know," he looks away, trying to find a way to bring this up without her avoiding it, "you never told me why i have to talk to you like this, its weird that no one else seems to know that you're here except me,"

her expression falters. she seems to know where this question leads. he'll ask her if she's like him. if she's human. but she's not. and she's read stories and seen the reactions of humans when they encounter something unlike them. they turn on them. lock them up and pull them apart to satiate their own brains. or worse, hunt them down and destroy them until they're black and blue. she doesn't want him thinking of her like that. that she's not normal...not for him?

yet, a tiny part of her brain screams to her; maybe he's different?

she inhales deeply, hoping to anyone up there to miraculously work up some kind of answer. truth or not.

her mouth opens--- "RING RING!! RING RING!!"

the pair jump, the cupid clutching her heart as the sorcerer catches his now-ringing phone.

'SUGURU~!! is calling'

as he fumbles with the device, satoru frantically accepts the call.

"hello--"

"SATORU GET YOUR DUMB ASS OVER HERE NOW!!" suguru's distorted voice rings through loudly, forcing satoru to hold the phone away from his face, "DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS? ITS ALMOST CURFEW!"

satoru paled, no longer worried about enticing a response from his dove. he shoots up from his seat, suddenly grateful that he paid already. "SHIT! REALLY?"

"YES REALLY! AND I AM NOT GETTING PUNISHED FOR YOUR LATE ASS AGAIN!"

being a nutoriously tardy person, yaga masamichi had soon realised that enforcing disiplines on satoru would not work. however, punishing his friends tended to do the trick much better.

"OKAY BE THERE IN A SEC--"

he hangs up, shoving the phone into his pockets and turns to the girl, already standing from her seat. stopping him from blurting out any words, (y/n) holds a hand up to him.

"it's fine," she says gently, "i should go too,"

he doesnt get a single word in, as she moves to leave, unfazed as buckets of heavy rain wash over her skin and stain her clothes. satoru frowns.

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tomorrow arrives too soon, and (y/n) later finds herself overlooking kyoto station. she sighs, basking in the rare sunlight on her skin - early morning sunshine is hard to come by in this weather, so she decided to indulge in it whenever possible.

her peaceful morning was suddenly interrupted by loud voices, catching her attention. usually groups this noisy are students, on a field trip or catching the train to school. troubled by her thoughts and now tortured by the volume of these students, (y/n) casts an unamused glace at the group. wait---!

her eyes widen in suprise as her heart pounds with excitement.

gojo-san!

fighting the urge to rush over and pretend to bump into him, her grip on her bow loosens. he's so close...! panic and adrenaline sets in as she focuses on him, watching as he interacts with his black-haired friend. what would she even say to him if he sees her? would he actually want to talk to her? she hopes he does, why wouldn't he? he certainly liked talking to her yesterday. so, she should go up and talk to him, right? right!

finally releasing satoru from her intense stare, (y/n) takes one last scan of the area for any bonds she needs to initiate. and for the first time as a cupid, (y/n) was rellieved that today was a slow day, not many people around that need her assistance.

she turned her gaze back to the sleek black uniforms of long sleeves jackets and black...SKIRTS? (y/n) watches intensely, throwing a hard glare and the short haired girl who is matching uniforms with her familiar sorcerer. she squeezes her bow tighter, as her mind races. what would she do if a pretty, red bond sparkles between them? from the perspective of a cupid, she should shoot it: do her job and move on. by from the perspective of her heart? she pauses. she doesn't...want to. she had never wanted to interfere with her job before, so why now?

unable to tear her eyes from the pair before her - who are essentially just bickering - her heart sinnks and she loses her mind. when had this sorcerer dodged her arrows only to throw one straight at her?

suddenly, her world stops as his bright irises met hers. that familiar, boyish grin splits across his face and he raises his arm above his head, waving enthusiastically.

her mind is quiet again, and she weakly waves back, caught offguard.

that boy from before elbows him in the stomach, and satoru looks away from her.

"who the hell are you waving to?" his friend grumbles.

but before satoru can respond, a tall, intimadating man with sunglasses - satory's teacher, she presumes - forces them into the station, urging them to hurry.

it's in the haze of cold winter air that (y/n) feels her warmest, hand absentmindedly raised in a still wave. what has he done to her?

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(y/n) is exhausted. despite the slow morning, this day was bustling with love. bumbling bonds popped up almost every second, all across the city - every place she went costed her another arrow and come nightfall, when the streets grew quiet, she found herself in familiar territory. overlooking tokay station again.

she stares at the moon-soaked station and can't help but wonder if satoru made it home or if he's staying the night elsewhere. if he came back home, did he look for her? did her wonder about her too?

her frown widens and her exhaustion melts into self-loathing. she's better than this - letting a man ruin her mind. how foolish. glaring at the midnight shadows, she notices an open umbrella sitting on the ground below. she moves closer to it, inspecting it. she thinks maybe someone had lost it, considering it looks quite expensive, the dark cloth patterned with little 'LV' symbols.

steam rises from behind the umbrella's cloth, alerting (y/n). danger?

she paws at the umbrella, her skittish movements cause it to roll away, revealling the little takeaway cup that was hidden within it. (y/n) halts, surprised. a...drink...? she recognises the brand on it - café de crie. not only that, she catches how the cup's lid had been drawn on.

the phrase,"stay dry!" is roughly scribbled onto it with black marker.

the weariness of today drips off her body, replaced by that familiar warmth that settles deep within her bones. an absentminded smile graces her tired features as her finger traces the little doodle beneath the text - a smiley face with sunglasses on.

and for the first time in her life, she tastes coffee.

a/n: i apologise if you don't like coffee!!!! :CCCCC

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taglist; @satoruontopofme @nanuer

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simpforchuchu · 1 year

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Hello helloo, 🌟anon here popping up again^^

I ended up rereading the sister request that I sent previously over and over and the cobra's sister X fujio rlly goes up my lane frfr ✋😭

You did mention that you preferred writing oneshots before, so if you could, can I have a oneshot where Cobra's sister came with Jamuo to help out and she ends up treating the Oya Bois after the fight? Kind of like she learned first aid from Naomi and used those skills to help out.

Thank you in advance^^✨ Don't forget to get enough rest~

Fujio x Cobra's Lil Sis x Platonic!Murayama with Oya Boys

a/n: Hii! Thank you and here is your request I hope you like it :')♥️

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: hnl usual violence

"Fujio!"

The silence of the Oya High School, which had been quiet for a while, was broken by a shout. After the fight with Housen, Jamuo thought that everyone was in a very bad situation and their wounds needed to be cleaned, so he sought help from the first person that came to his mind.

Fujio stood up slowly at the familiar voice he heard from the stairs and looked at the door. He knew very well who this voice belonged to, and the voice sounded quite angry.

Y/n looked around in shock as she entered in a fury.Nakagoshi was helping to clean up to Nakaoka; Tsuji was also helping to Shibaman.Tsukasa and Todoroki were sitting calmly in one of the sofas.Kiyoshi was wrapping Yasushi's head in bandages, and many people on the roof looked pretty bad...

Fujio, on the other hand, was staring at the young girl in front of the door with a stupid grin.

"Y/n-chan! It's very lovely to see you!"

Y/n looked at the boy who was looking at her with a silly smile and excited like a puppy and rolled her eyes in anger.

"I can't believe you! Look at you! What would happen if Murayama-san didn't come?"

Hearing Murayama's name, Todoroki called out from his place.

"We didn't need his help."

Y/n laughed and nodded

"You look very confident for idiots who just got out of a stupid fight."

Y/n glanced around again after all the boys shouted complaining.She rolled her eyes when she saw that Kiyoshi was not very good at wrapping Yasushi's head. She took her bag from her back, took out the first aid kit she had brought, and walked the two of them.

"You have to wrap it tighter, and you have to clean the wound well. It will get infected."

Kiyoshi listened to the young girl and stepped aside and y/n slowly wrapped Yasushi's head. Fujio was quite jealous that the young girl was taking care of others than him, so he faked a scream.

Fujio pouted, showing the small scar on his face as Y/n and the others looked at him in surprise.

"When are you going to help me, it hurts a lot, you know?"

While Tsukasa secretly laughed at his friend's attitude, y/n didn't realize that he was lying. The young girl quickly finished Yasushi's bandage and made Fujio sit on the side boards.

While Fujio was being taken care of like a baby by Y/n, she did not forget to scold the people around her. The young girl often told them how stupid they were.

While they were laughing among themselves, Murayama had already heard that y/n was in Oya. He knew that beloved Cobra-chan's little sister was close with the little demons and did not trust them as he was an overprotective older brother.

When he entered through the roof door, he literally twitched when he saw that y/n was cleaning Fujio's wounds - they were very close to each other- and that Fujio was quite happy.

All the boys were looking at the three of them in surprise when Murayama quickly came to the two of them.

"Y/n-chan? What are you doing here? Does Cobra know you're here?"

Y/n had come without telling to her brother. Cobra doesnt like anyone from Sword so that's why they were sure to argue cause of today.

"Murayama-san! Please don't tell my brother. He doesn't like me coming here."

Murayama smiled at the young girl's sweet concern and patted her shoulder.

"Your brother has good reasons for not liking this place, y/n-chan. I told you before, this is a dangerous territory."

Y/n nodded silently as Fujio stood up and put his arm around her with a smile.

"We can protect her. So-"

"You can't protect even yourself, idiots."

Murayama spoke contemptuously and pulled Fujio's arm away from the young girl.

"Y/n, we're going home. And you... We'll talk to you later."

Fujio frowned as Y/n nodded and waved to her friends. Even though they were all annoyed by this situation, they couldn't say anything to Murayama...

#high and low #high&low #high and low fic #hnl #high and low the worst #high and low the worst x #oya high #oyakoh #oya high school #fujio #hanaoka fujio x reader #hanaoka fujio #fujio x reader #fujio hanaoka #cobra #murayama yoshiki

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p71o · 2 years

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this is the real deal. GO FOR IT

Okay, so the past couple of weeks have been CUHHRAZY lemme tellll you.

Sorrrr, I met her. [We're just gonna call her Virgo; cus yall dont need no gov.) I've written about her in other posts, but YES I finally met her & YALLLLLL ; shes literally everything I imagined & more! yk how when you were younger & you'd get this butterfly in the stummy ass feeling when your crush came around? WELLL, thats exactly how she makes me feel. 100,000% every time;

anyways, we spent a BEAUTiFUL, special, eye opening, 17 days together. As some of yall may know, we met online when she was deployed - dont judge me, judge ya edges - & we've honestly been talkin since December & we finally met March 10. AS nervous as I was, we had already developed a certain relationship to the point where when we finally linked it felt natural all the way around. Like i've met her before, dead asss. ; I ended up flying to her duty station, which just so happens to be where im from <333 so the trip was even more exciting yk? So in the midst of her deployment, she bought a beautiful pocket bully, that we had to go pick up. We already discussed leaving, going to pick him up from TENNESSE - yes, tennesse - & her parents were gonna meet us there with the dog. So not only was this about to be a 17+hr drive, this was our first time meeting, AND I was finna meet her parents. (say it with me: GAHDAMN!!) When I say anxious, booooyyyyy! Anxious as hell. Despite all the nerves, the bond was instant & not even saying that to be cliche in anyway possible - like frfr, which made the drive easily on of my most favorite parts of the days we shared. Drove all the way through Texas, Arkansas (which had a HORRIBLE SNOW STORM. a mf like me from Texas wasnt ready!!!! Do you hear meeee? smh), & of through Tennesse. Lowkey wanted to stop & explain Dalph's hood cause there was so much going on. okay boom, we finally make it to tennesse after fighting mfckn snow storms & ofc we meet up with her parents. when i say SCARED, straight chicken shit. istg! It was prolly bout 11 almost 12am at this point. So ofc we're sleepy asf & we wanted to just check into a room literally just to be warm & get some rest before we turn around & go back to TEXAS // ouuu chile. I tried booking several places & so did her mama (we coo asf btw, & she luhh me; PURRD) but no luck on em whatsoever & they was pretty much saying that we could check in til after 3 IN THE AFTERNOON. ofc all of us are livid & tired atp. So instead of trynna drive on them slick, unsafe ass roads, we just decided to sleep in the car. which was fine cause I knew my girl & her dad were driving, so that all i was really worried about. We ended up sleep in the Walmart parking lot that we met up at, WHICH WAS ACTUALLY CHILL - til her mf truck started to over heat. omfffggggggg! deadass from then on, shit just started happening back2back. I was literally overwhelmed but trynna keep my coo cus if i was feeling the way i was feeling, i could only imagine how my girl was feelin. so I BIT MY TONGUE *new right? TUH. Bit it hard that an a h0e. All in all her dad helped her get everything manageable to get us back 2 Texas in one mf piece. So after meeting the parents, getting the puppy, & car troubles, we were back on the road. & the rest of the trip was just magical tbh. Nothing but vibes, speaking our truth, picking at each others brains, learning on anothers love languages, & ofc alot of snacks & red bulls. - when i say i know this is the person i prayed for, thats EXACTLY what I mean. She's taught me sm in that short amount of time together that Ive never experienced before & I'm absolutely grateful to have experienced all that. Along side her teaching me new things, she also unintentionally showed me ways i've grown out of. Like in past relationships I did certain things that I dont have to do in this one (to say the least) - all that to say my feminine energy literally blossomed around her & her masculinity. Once again, shit was MAGICAL. Even our lil disagreements, we talk about. which is new ASF for me! idk shits just different & I love it yall. Now that my trip has come to an end, & she had to go back home, reality hit hard af. long distance. thats where trust & communication are gonna be tested to the mf TTTTTT. if youre gon through something similar, than yk - shit aint easy, but its worth it. I feel that with everything in me. & thats all that fucking matters.

When i say she treats me so mf good boy, thats exactly what I mean! she never fails to put a smile on my face every. single. day. She loves me for me, & doesnt expect nothing else but me in my true form. She's patient with me. She's sweet & loving to me. She's literally amazing in every way, shape, & form. I love it here! & yk, how we do it in the alphabet community, WE FALL FAST lmfaoooo * & b!tch, i fell HARD & not ashamed about it lmfao <33333.

----- would you believe we had a lil disagreement that got both us silent & in our feelings not to long ago after all this sweet shit i done said?? LOL. exactly what I mean, different. & not this any kinda different... a kinda different that feels good to my soul .

soulmate kinda energy.

&after all that ive beeen through, God answered my prayers with this one. He knew what he was doing to prepare me. I'm beyond grateful for the person snoring in my ear rn. Wouldn't change it for the world.

555.

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