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forestials 2 days ago
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Festivities in the Greenwoods
On a long list of things I would love to finish 馃崅
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tygerland a day ago
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Illustrations by J.R.R. Tolkien, included in a Christmas letter to his three-year- old son, John, in 1920.
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ayaosguqin 2 days ago
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鈥淔amily鈥
It鈥檚 so cool that Silmarillion had a couple of pages about them living their best life ,the end
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elladanns 2 days ago
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i just miss them so much
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lotrscenery 2 days ago
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Strecno Castle, Slovakia
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feonaro a day ago
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Wait and hope for the mercy of the Lord!
Sauron // Annatar
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gandalf-theblack a day ago
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imakemywings 18 hours ago
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Feanor had a complicated relationship with Indis鈥 children, but I do firmly believe it was that: complicated. Not cut-and-dry antagonism and opposition. Why? Because I think the story characterizes Feanor as someone to whom family is extremely important. I think in other circumstances (ie: if Miriel had been the one birthing his siblings), he might have been delighted to be a big brother.
Feanor is obsessed with his mother鈥檚 legacy, not just as it pertains to his own legitimacy, but for her sake; his grief over her loss is arguably a catalyst for much of his behavior. He adores his father ( 鈥...his father was dearer to him than the Light of Valinor or the peerless works of his hands; and who among sons, of Elves or of Men, have held their fathers of greater worth?鈥 Of the Flight of the Noldor; The Silmarillion). He married his wife in defiance of the expectations of the Noldor and hers was some of the only counsel he would take. He had seven children among a people who conceive only by choice, and named them all after Finwe.
Clearly family is really important to Feanor.
Therefore I do believe that despite his negative associations with his half-siblings, there was affection there. There were times they got along and he did things with/for them and maybe even times he would admit to enjoying having them around, but he could never get over his insecurity over what they represented (Indis鈥 attempted usurpation of his and his mother鈥檚 positions, in his mind) or his resentment about his father鈥檚 remarriage to have a more positive, less complicated relationship with them.
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autismblast a day ago
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been in a shit mood lately so i drew him 猬
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solmarillion 9 hours ago
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i was so disappointed with the rings of power but then i watched goncharov and i realized?? it鈥檚 actually a much more faithful adaptation of the silmarillion. amazon could NEVER
it鈥檚 no coincidence that goncharov came out the year tolkien died. scorsese was carrying out tolkien鈥檚 legacy with that juicy homoerotic subtext. i can鈥檛 believe it took us THIS LONG to finally realize it
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eunoiaastralwings a day ago
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Blessed Stars
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featuring maglor x reader
fandom tolkien 鈥 the silmarillion
a/n happy birthday mellon nin @aeonianarchives! -here's something short for you, I hope you like鈥 there's a little angst am sorry
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Maglor scribed on the scroll 鈥 frustration getting the best of him.
No matter what 鈥 he couldn鈥檛 put it into words.
He could not put into words 鈥 how much you meant to him.
None of them added up 鈥 it was immeasurable.
He stayed up nights trying to figure out the right words to you and still 鈥 wating here on a picnic blanket 鈥 filled with your favorite treats and drinks 鈥 he didn鈥檛 have them.
Words of love and praises had become harder for the once great Macalaur毛 鈥 it seemed only wielding was all he was good at.
No matter how hard he tried 鈥 Maglor finally realized he had lost in passion for the music he once wrote in his youth days.
He sighed 鈥 and looked out in the vast green fields and the blooming flowers of Valinor 鈥 but nothing came to him 鈥 there was only words of sorrow and regret that filled him.
When your soft lithe hands rested on his shoulder 鈥 Maglor tensed for a second, then placed a hand on top of your hands.
You have been watching him for a while 鈥 slightly saddened he didn鈥檛 even notice your presence.
Maglor had suggested in celebrating your day of birth 鈥 you haven鈥檛 done something like that since you were an elfling 鈥 but Maglor enjoyed its celebrations among the men of middle earth and wanted to share it with you.
鈥淢acalaur毛. . .what plagues your mind, melda?鈥
You said and sat beside him 鈥 he was playing your hands, trying to speak.
Maglor was at loss with words 鈥 never in his years would be ever had thought that.
鈥淚 fear, am not deserving of that name. . .鈥
He sighed and kissed the knuckles of your hand.
鈥淲hy say that husband?鈥
With the back of your other hand 鈥 you caressed his cheek and smiled as he closed his eyes in comfort.
鈥淚 have no words for you.鈥
You frowned.
鈥淵our speaking words to me.鈥
鈥淚 only fill you with words of regret and pain.鈥
You smiled and shook your head at him 鈥 your hand drew up and tucked the strands of hair he freely let be.
The blue and white circlet was kept to the side 鈥 disregarded by Maglor. He felt ashamed to be wearing it.
鈥淣o matter the words, ellenya 鈥 your voice always makes my heart skip a beat 鈥 the regret shows everything I need to know 鈥 I know your sorrows and you have paid enough for everything 鈥 you served your punishment. You can be free again.鈥
You gently cupped his face and kissed his forehead.
鈥淚 forgive you. . .鈥
You whispered 鈥 truly and honestly.
Maglor had kept himself away 鈥 thinking even after his punishment is was undeserving for everything 鈥 especially you.
It explained why the words didn鈥檛 come easily 鈥 he was filled with remorse and regret still 鈥 but with your hands and steady guide he can once again become Macalaur毛.
鈥淎llow me to be your muse.鈥
You smiled.
Maglor looked into your eyes 鈥 he couldn鈥檛 thank Eru Il煤vatar enough for granting him someone as kind and forgiving at you.
Maglor nodded 鈥 his lips curling into the smallest smile.
You have always been his muse 鈥 he needed to fully reconnect with you.
鈥淭he stars of blessed me on the day of your birth, my dearest 鈥 Your everything and more I could have ever wished for. . .鈥
鈥淭here we go. . . 鈥 and am blessed as well, vero 鈥 for they have given me back my greatest treasure.鈥
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forestials 15 hours ago
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Hi! I鈥檓 absolutely in love with the way you draw Celebrimbor. Could you draw him at the forge/with the three rings?
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Yes I totally can, say no more.
Also thank you so much!!
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outofangband a day ago
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Autumn Headcanons: Elves
Obviously I couldn鈥檛 go through each group or culture so please feel free to send one and I鈥檒l tell my ideas for them! I鈥檓 going to do humans next.聽
World Building Masterlist聽
The elves of Nargothrond use gourds hollowed out to make lanterns lit with fire or other luminescent materials. These hang around the entrances of the caverns and around the halls. More complex designs are sometimes used to create light shows and effects
Autumn in Himring is a time of intense preparation. Little gathering, foraging or hunting can be done in the winter because of the cold and other weather conditions, on top of the other prioritized efforts. There is a similar tradition to the summer readiness days聽where time is set aside to cut or salt meat to last (one of the few elven settlements where salting is used), preserve vegetables and plants by pickling or drying, prepare wool to make blankets, cut wood, and do any other tasks that will become far more difficult and time consuming once the first snow hits.聽 (Incidentally for Maedhros, the increasing cold has a marked effect on his body and chronic pain as this can often be impacted by temperature and weather. And as I鈥檝e talked about before, he鈥檚 more sensitive to the cold than most of his kin. Anyways)
The elves of Doriath make wines out of beech and oak. These tasks are actually left to a select few who have (often literally) ages of experience and knowledge but the help in preparation is often a communal activity. Fires are rare in Doriath for warmth and the chopping of firewood even more so.聽
The Teleri in Valinor (where autumn is present before the first age albeit milder and without the risk of snow at least by the waters where they live) have a festival dedicated to autumn winds. Wooden instruments are carved specifically for this and played alongside traditional dances. The songs are often somber ones, particularly after the beginning of the first age, of changing times and bitter weather, but the festival itself is a joyous one.聽
The Green elves also enjoy an autumn festival. This one is dedicated more to the trees and climbing and gathering contests are held, especially among the children along with song and feasting. A dessert made from preserved berries is a favorite delicacy during.
(as I said please feel free to send me more to go over!)
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minubell 2 days ago
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You're out of touch
I'm out of time (time)
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theelvenhaven 23 hours ago
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Surprise!
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Feanaro x Nerdanel ft. Vanifinwe
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Request:聽Can you write a story for Vanifinwe? I would like to see how feanor would react when he finally have a baby girl in his family.
A/N: I鈥檝e been hoarding these Vanifinwe requests in a google doc and decided to do one. I hope you enjoy anon and I am sorry it has taken me so long to get to posting this.聽
Warnings: Graphic-ish scenes related to birth, mentions crowning, seeing the head outside the birth canal. Feanor being soft for his baby.
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鈥淐ome on Nerdanel push.鈥 Feanaro coaxed with a calm and even voice, looking down as he held her leg to see a tuft of black hair crowning. They were so close to welcoming their eighth little one into the world, another boy he was confident and so was she if they were being honest. He felt Nerdanel take his hand and squeeze it firmly before Feanaro pulled her up, holding her as she began to push again.聽
鈥1, 2, 3, 4鈥︹ The midwife stood at the ready just in front of her, allowing for Feanaro to coach Nerdanel through this. Having done this seven times now he knew best on what would help her. What would best be supportive for her, he was methodical, emotional but even headed during these trying times seeing that his wife needed his help.聽
鈥8, 9, 10. Okay breathe.鈥 As instructed Nerdanel took in a hearty inhale leaning back against the bed she lay in, holding his hand still, giving in a firm squeeze as she took deep breaths.聽
鈥淲e still have time to change positions, if it would help.鈥 Feanaro offered, but Nerdanel was far too exhausted to think about changing positions. Doing this so many times took a toll on you that was greater than the last. So she shook her head no, red flyaways being brushed back by her freckled hand as she continued to try and breathe.聽
鈥淣o no.. I鈥檓 too tired, Naro. This will be fine.鈥 A tinge of worry filled Feanaro to hear that his wife, who had done this six times- going on seven- was exhausted already and they hadn鈥檛 been pushing long. Quietly he prayed to Eru to grant his amazing wife strength, to endure the birth and postpartum. She tensed as she felt another contraction and gave him a nod, prompting Feanaro to carefully pull her back up.
Nerdanel took on in big inhale and began to bare down again, pushing as hard as she could. With Feanaro rattling off numbers again counting the amount of seconds it was taking her to push for the birth of their beautiful son. Already was he thinking of the names they had pre-discussed, he would be another -finwe that was undoubtable.聽
Finally as he looked down did he see his head before feeling Nerdanel lay back with another heavy sigh.
鈥淗is head is out! You are almost there! One more big push!鈥 Feanaro said excitedly and Nerdanel delirious from exhaustion couldn鈥檛 help but laugh out halfheartedly. She was glad someone was currently excited for she couldn鈥檛 muster up any excitement at the idea of having to push one more time. She hummed out as he pressed a loving kiss to her forehead, while she continued to catch her breath.
Tensing with the contractions before finally she mustered up her strength with another nod,
鈥淥k, last push.鈥 She muttered out,
鈥淟ast push arimelda..鈥 Feanaro assured her, all that needed to come out were his little shoulders and then it was cuddling time with their son. His wonderful wife could rest from all the hard work she had put forth in bringing this new life into the world, and he would take the time to bond with his son while she slept.聽
鈥淎lright, 1, 2, 3, 4鈥︹ Feanaro began and Nerdanel bore down as hard as she could, her hands squeezing his with all her strength, but Feanaro didn鈥檛 flinch despite the lack of circulation in his hand or the pain from her nails digging into his flesh. Simply focused on counting,
鈥7, 8- He鈥檚 out!鈥 He exclaimed with excitement and all the tension left Nerdanel with relief as the midwife caught the knew little Feanorian. His cries beginning to ring out in the room and Feanaro and Nerdanel exchanged a look of pure bliss, even despite her exhaustion finally the excitement was settling in hearing those sweet little cries.聽
鈥淪he鈥檚 out, my Prince.鈥 The midwife corrected, and for a moment neither of them said nothing. Not registering what the midwife said as they set the baby on Nerdanel鈥檚 chest, to which Feanaro was already peering over at the little one who continued to fuss. He was undoing the tie to her gown, so he could help the little Feanorian latch so Nerdanel鈥檚 efforts were minimal. But it was Nerdanel who caught the pronoun change.
鈥淪he?鈥 Nerdanel asked in some confusion, surely the midwife was mistaken! There was no way after seven sons, that she birthed a little girl. The odds of that were incredibly slim, but she only watched as the midwife seemed to smile at her words. Nodding her head confirming, she. She was out! Their daughter! They had a girl!聽
鈥淣aro!鈥 Nerdanel said in a breath that was almost panicked, but there was notes to excitement to it, careful not to jostle the now nursing elfling. Who Nerdanel immediately looked down too, cradling with care and with Feanaro fawning over her. His hand running over her hair, messing up the thick black hair.聽
鈥淗mm?鈥 He asked, completely enamored with his little elfling that snuggled into Nerdanel. The midwife was busy tending to Nerdanel, cleaning her up and making sure nothing like stitches were necessary.聽
鈥淚t鈥檚 a girl.鈥 She breathed with excitement, always had she been happy with whatever her children had been. Whether they opted to be the gender they were born as or what they chose to become outside of that. Resigned herself to having sons, and that was what her family dynamic would be.聽
鈥淲hat鈥檚 a girl?鈥 Feanaro said with some confusion turning his head to look at her, furrowing his brows and those silver eyes were intense. Nerdanel laughed, unable to resist. For an elf so smart and so knowledgeable how did he not realize that she was talking about the baby!
鈥淥ur baby Naro. She鈥檚 a girl!鈥 Nerdanel gushed and Feanaro looked at her startled before he turned his head back to look at the little elfling in his wife鈥檚 arms. He was in absolute disbelief at the news she was relaying to him.
A girl!? They had a girl! It was then he grew quiet, pensive even watching the little elfling finally unlatch. Her little stomach was already full, giving him the opportunity to mechanically cover her back with the gown. For a moment there was panic in Nerdanel to see him so quiet after the delivery of their child. Usually he had so much to say, singing her high praise and talking about the greatness of their children.聽
鈥淗ere.. I am tired. Will you take her?鈥 Nerdanel said hoping that maybe if he held her鈥 Whatever was on his mind would ungunk itself and start flowing again. Tenderly he took the tiny elfling who began to whimper at the loss of her mother. But Feanaro only quietly moved to the other side of the room, staring down at her little face.聽
The midwife finishing her care for Nerdanel before finally taking her leave, and it took no time for his wife to fall asleep. Leaving him and this tiny little elfling alone, grabbing a fresh diaper for her. He watched in quiet fascination as she began to squeak out and curl up as he pulled the blankets off around her and putting her in the diaper.聽
He reached for the burgundy blanket that Anaire had made for the arrival of what was supposed to be their son. Placing her on it before he gently picked her up, his eyes never leaving her little face. Only softly covering her as he cradled her close.
鈥淭o what do I call you little vanimelda?鈥 He whispered out to her with an enamored voice, swaying softly as he watched bright cerulean eyes open up to look at him. Blinking slowly and he felt the fire in his heart burn so hot that it began to melt.聽
Oh how he loved her so dearly already, just as he had his sons. She was perfection. Feanaro fought back the tears he felt finally welling in his eyes, it was silly but he did this at every birth鈥 Now it had been delayed from his shock that he.. Was a she. But stars he loved her so much.
鈥淚 had your name picked out already鈥 Yet you are not what I expected.鈥 Feanaro confessed to the little one in a soft voice, watching only as she seemed to pout looking up at his face for a moment. It was positively adorable, and Feanaro fought the urge to awe over it.聽
鈥淭hat is not a bad thing, vanimelda鈥 You are a wonderful surprise.. A wonderful gift from Eru.鈥 Feanaro began to gush out, something he would only ever do for his children and in private away from prying eyes. Save his wife. Little vanimelda needed to hear these things in full, for no child of his would ever be left wondering the love he had for them. Including her鈥 Especially her.聽
He quietly worried if so many brothers would be too much. If they鈥檇 be too rough, if they鈥檇 be favored over her as they had been around so much longer. If she鈥檇 be forgotten about or only be known for having so many brothers. It made him angry to think that those things would happen to her, but he quelled the fire for her. They were not things that needed to be put on someone so tiny.
鈥淵ou will be a finwe, naturally鈥 Your brothers Pityo and Telvo were supposed to be the last. But look at you. You certainly shocked us all.鈥 He mused out softly to her, moving to sit in the rocking chair in the corner of the room. Her blue eyes still watching him quietly, her little pouty face gone. Though she looked more pensive now, as though she was trying to understand what he was talking about. It made the lips quirk up into a smile.
鈥淵ou are too perfect for just anything vanimelda.鈥 He whispered out to her slowly rocking the chair, still looking down at her face. Bringing a hand to gently run through her dark and thick black hair again. For a long moment he thought on what to call her, but he couldn鈥檛 think of anything beyond Vanimelda鈥. And he鈥檇 be damned if named her that鈥 Perhaps an element from it since he was so fixated on it.聽
鈥淗ow about Meldafinwe?鈥 He mused curiously, looking down at her as if she鈥檇 give him her opinion. The little baby simply blinked her eyes up at him, before letting out a big yawn and relaxing fully in his arms. Feanaro smiled fondly watching her, but Meldafinwe just simply didn鈥檛 have the right ring to it that he was looking for.聽
鈥淣o.. Hmm Vanimafinwe?鈥 He muttered softly but still it felt too long and clunky, yet he felt like he was so close to getting to what her name was. Quietly he continued to rock her, watching the way her eyes slowly began to droop close. He kept his fond smile, feeling bliss fill him.聽
鈥淵our brothers are going to adore you鈥︹ He breathed out, 鈥淎nd if they don鈥檛 then I shall make them.鈥 It was a threat and a promise, for if they couldn鈥檛 love her he鈥檇 be furious. How could you not love something so perfect and sweet? Feanaro adored her, and he was already eager to see who she would be.聽
鈥淎nd anyone who will mess with you as you get older will have me to contend with鈥︹ He whispered to her, the idea of her first break or her first bully made his blood run cold. Feanaro didn鈥檛 want to see her cry or be hurt from those things, but he鈥檇 be there to wipe the tears from her face. And make whomever had done it pay for it dearly.聽
鈥淚 will always protect you Vani鈥 As your Atya I will always keep you safe. Even from pesky older brothers.鈥 He whispered feeling her wiggle and then sigh out, and Feanaro meant every single word he鈥檇 said. That he鈥檇 keep her safe and always protect her. His little Vani deserved nothing but the best from him and her siblings and her mother鈥 He鈥檇 give her the world if he could.聽
鈥淢y sweet Vanifinwe.鈥 There it was.聽
Vanifinwe.聽
That was her name undoubtably, it felt right and perfect her. Beautiful Finwe. Because she was- aside from her mother and his- the most perfect little elfling he had ever laid eyes on. Vanifinwe, it made him smile as he thought out her name. She was going to be quite the surprise to everyone.
鈥淵ou are going to do wonderful things, Vanifinwe鈥 Anelya.鈥 Feanaro didn鈥檛 doubt those words, he knew all his children would do great and wonderful things. Including her, especially her. Gently he stood from the chair, careful again to not jostle her so she didn鈥檛 startle, and making his way to the bed to climb in next to Nerdanel.聽
Wanting to be close with his beautiful and wonderful wife, who had done so much for him and for their little Vanifinwe. But as he sat on the bed, even in her exhausted state did she blearily blink her eyes open. Looking to him, and then the baby.聽
鈥淚s everything alright?鈥 She mumbled out, scooting over carefully to make sure there was room enough for him and the baby. Feanaro climbed barely past the edge to lay down next to her. Though the bed was a queen, with abundance of space, he didn鈥檛 want her to strain herself moving around,聽
鈥淵es.. I鈥檝e come up with a name for her.鈥 Feanaro said, the Ataresse. Her Amilesse would come soon enough, he watched as Nerdanel smiled sleepily closing her eyes as she rolled over to look over at the two of them. She knew it would be -finwe something rather. Knowing he wouldn鈥檛 give it up even for a little girl.聽
鈥淲hat is it melda?鈥 She asked in a sleepy voice, content to hear what he had come up with knowing all his diligent planning had been laid waste. If anything Nerdanel was surprised that he had come up with something so soon, content to plan these things out long term and what they could possibly be and his options.聽
鈥淰anifinwe.鈥 Feanaro stated with pride, 鈥淪he is perfection, arimelda. I could not come up with anything more perfect than this for her.鈥 Nerdanel smiled opening her eyes more to look at their daughter who was sleeping soundly in his arms. She was glad all those loa of him talking to her belly paid off somehow. She was familiar with him already and comfortable to be in his arms. But the name he chose鈥 It was perfect. He was right she was perfect. Just as all their children had been and were.聽
鈥淚t is perfect Naro.鈥 She mused to him still with a grogginess, and he smiled softly.聽
鈥淚ndeed鈥 But rest Nerdanel. You deserve it, I will keep Vanifinwe occupied and content until she needs you.鈥 He assured her seeing just how exhausted she was. Nerdanel didn鈥檛 argue, she simply nodded and curled back up,聽
鈥淚 love you Feanaro.鈥 She whispered to him, and he smiled looking over at her, clutching Vanifinwe close to himself.聽
鈥淎nd I love you Nerdanel.鈥 He answered just as softly before turning his attention to Vanifinwe,聽
鈥淎nd I love you too Vanifinwe.鈥澛
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edhellin 2 days ago
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Luthien by kimberly80
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