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lichenes · 1 month

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Amour amour

Vincent has a strange fixation with your *gestures wildly*... CW: estabilished relationship, french people, kissing, tooth rotting fluff, LOTS of physical contact, sfw (nothing happens just some tension) Vincent Renzi x gn!reader wc: 562

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Wherever you went it seemed that Vincent went there too. He seemed to be following you like a lost puppy, a lovesick expression painted on his face. You were chalking it up to you being in the honeymoon stage of your relationship but didn't expect for this state to turn into your everyday life.

Vincent entered the room you were in, wearing only the pyjama pants he bought as a pis aller to convince you he had some sense of style which didn't consist only of elaborately patterned shawls. He gave you a knowing smile. "Bonjour." He said in a low, sultry voice immediately breaking character and bursting into laughter.

You amused him by giggling and sat up on the bed you were previously laying on, extending your arms towards his presence. Vincent obliged and with a slight chuckle he got closer to you in a few strides pressing his bare chest to your face and embracing your head.

"Very comfortable..." you mused, a laugh threatening to escape your lips, words muffled by his tight hug. "Shhhh..." he shushed you and started stroking your hair. You relaxed into his touch putting your arms around his waist.

You stayed like this for a few moments more before the day had to start fully. After you let go Vincent crouched down to be on your lever and put his hand on your cheek gently caressing it with his thumb. Both your hands wandered towards his silver locks which looked especially alluring.

Tugging on them he released a content whine. "Careful." He mused as he got closer. Every time it was the same with him, he knew exactly how to sweep you off your feet without even trying. Vincent put both his hands on your cheeks and gave you the sweetest kiss imaginable, not wanting to overwhelm you in the morning.

When he turned to walk away you grabbed his hand and he turned around questioningly. "Chéri?" You stood up and got closer to him and put your hands around his neck, smiling, you ghosted your lips over his and immediately turned around walking away towards the kitchen.

His lips chased yours but never quite got to catch up to them. Vincent followed suit and entered the kitchen where you were just putting the kettle on.

"Ah you're cruel..." He feigned affront, putting his hand on his chest. Your back was against the kitchen counter and you chuckled at his theatricals. He went up to you and stole a kiss which you teased him with before, knocking the air out of you with the fervency of it.

Vincent pulled away clearly pleased with himself grinning wildly. Your face was hot from all the affection you recieved, clearly enjoying it. It was your turn to put your hands on his cheeks. Just as you were about to say something he chimed. "You're so pretty sunshine." Your cheeks got even hotter.

Sunshine. It was one of Vincent's favourite pet names for you because it made you the most flustered. Your blushes, stolen glaces, the way it made him feel transcended humanity's understanding of love. Goddess was a word that didn't do you justice.

You were more like an eldrich benevolent force which was the only thing he got out of bed for. You chuckled into the kiss. "Ah Vincent Renzi, the man you are..." you sighed contently.

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#x reader #vincent renzi x reader #vincent renzi #anatomy of a fall #swann #swann arlaud #vincent renzi x gn!reader #one shot

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mx-pastelwriting · 7 days

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"How do you say?"

Vincent Renzi x GN! Reader

Summary: Talking about you day as you cook dinner together.

Warnings: Established Relationship, Fluff, Cooking, Kissing, Vincent being babygirl

Swaying with the music as a delicious aroma filled the room, arms wrapped around you as the food sizzled in the pan, earning a stir every so often.

Kisses prickled your neck that came with low hums of satisfaction, causing laughs to sound from you. "Easy, Vinnie," you warned, causing him to laugh. "Vinnie? Is that a-a, How do you say?" he questions against your shoulder.

Turning your head a little to see his questioned face, "Nickname?" you help, earning a smile hum and happily raised brows, laughing again. "Do you not like it?" you asked before turning back to the food. "No, no, it's..." he trails off.

"Cute." You finish his sentence, causing both of you to laugh once again, releasing you from his hold letting you finish up the dish. Giving it a few final stirs, hearing as plates rustle from behind you.

"Let me," he whispers next to you while resting his hand on your side, having him take over, turning to sway your way to the small table in your shared apartment. Setting out the glasses, pouring Vincent a bit of wine, and lastly, lighting the candles bringing a romantic mood to your dinner night.

Settling down into your seats eating away at the dinner, the music filling up the background as you talked about your day.

Lost in his eyes as he went on about a case, you noticed a small smear of sauce on his bottom lip that hadn't yet been wiped away. Unknowingly, your body moved, causing him to stop talking as you wiped it away with your thumb, snapping back as a smile formed on his lips.

"Sorry, you just had a little something," you said, whipping it onto your napkin, causing him to laugh. "No, it's fine," he reassured, looking back at him with your faces now closer feeling as he placed a hand on your thigh, sparking something familiar in you.

"How do you say it? When you want to-" He asks, but your patience wore thin, making your lips meet interrupting his words and thoughts. Feeling the familiar softness accompanied by a gentle hand cupping your cheek as your lips melted together.

Humming through the kiss, he tries to speak, but in turn, you speak your own. "Just shut up and take me already," you say between the kisses. Needing no more words to be said, he pulls you in, making the dinner seem so minuscule to the rest of the night.

A big thank you to my friend @icefrozendeadlyqueen for the help with a line! Thank you so much!!

Hello, I hope you enjoyed if there is any grammar mistakes or misspellings sorry about that feel free to let me know in the comments, have a great day/afternoon/night!

#vincent renzi #vincent renzi x reader #vincent renzi x you #vincent renzi fanfic #vincent renzi fanfiction

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smalltownbeautyqueen · 2 months

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Welcome to my garden

✿ my name's winter ~ 🏳️‍🌈~ she/her ~ 19~ aquarius sun, aquarius moon, cancer rising ~

✿ currently writing for: spencer reid, eddie munson, steve harrington, baron lamram (marmalade), gator tillman, vincent renzi (hot lawyer from anatomy of a fall), pierre perdrix, and pierre chavanges

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

#winter'swritings ~ all of my own work

#winter'slibrary ~ fic recs

#winterisspeaking ~ anything non-fan fic related

#winter'sloves ~ pretty self explanatory. anything i love

Masterlist

Spencer Reid:

dancing with the doctor ~ spencer reid x fem!reader

Eddie Munson:

milkshakes and leather ~ eddie munson x gn!reader

COMING SOON!

dinner in hawkins ~ eddie munson x fem!reader

dividers by @saradika-graphics

#winterisspeaking #criminal minds #spencer reid #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #gator tillman #baron marmalade #vincent renzi #anatomy of a fall #pierre perdrix #the bare necessity #pierre chavanges #bloody milk

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lichenes · 1 month

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JEALOUS VINCENT PLSSSS like rlly shy insecure vinnie

Thank you for the ask :D Not my best work tbh... -,- CW: angst and fluff, angst with comfort, mischaracterisation (sorry!!) SFW Vincent Renzi x gn!reader wc: 404 _____✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿_____

Vincent was looking at you intently. You on the other hand was cosumed by a lovely conversation you were having with one of your work-colleagues. Vincent's arms were crossed and he was staring at the floor and at the guy interchangably.

His seemingly relaxed posture was only a ruse. He was trying his best not to grab you by the hand and walk you out of the building immediately. It wasn't office hours anymore so why did you decide on chating with a co-worker instead of getting home as quickly as possible? He knew he was enough for you, you've told him that numerous times.

He wasn't a jealous man he was just... possesive, he liked to call it that. "I'm gonna wait for you in the car." He said his voice laced with anxiety and envy. "Okay, I won't be long." You said back with a smile, not noticing his demeanour.

"Baby what's wrong?" You questioned when you became aware of his vice grip on the steering wheel. He got even more tense at your words, looking like a barn owl which feathers have been ruffled. "I just..." he was a covenantal man, he thought. He could talk this through and convince you to leave this stupid guy alone. He pulled over.

"Yes?" You reassured, urging him to speak further. "I get so... anxious when you speak to him like that. I get the feeling that I'm not... good enough and that you have so many better options..." he trailed off. You looked at him puzzled and put your hand on his cheek. He told himself he wouldn't cry if he ever had to have this talk with you but hi eyes were already welling up with tears.

"I'm sorry... I can't control my..." he paused. You nodded reassuringly. He sighed and wiped the tears off his face. Vincent put his face into the crook of your neck overwhelmed with emotions coursing through his neuronal route. "Please don't leave me." He said with a voice so small you weren't sure if you heard him right.

You asked him a few more questions when you got home to make sure he was comfortable around you and with your behaviour. "I'm so grateful to have you." Vincent said as you were doing the dishes together, washing up after dinner you prepared for him. You looked at him with nothing but pure adoration in your eyes.

He was truly all you wanted in life and more. _____✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿_____ masterlist

#x reader #swann arlaud #vincent renzi #anatomy of a fall #vincent renzi x reader #writing #vincent renzi x gn!reader

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lichenes · 1 month

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PLEASEEE do a nsfw fic of reader and vincent having a big fight with some make up smut 🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈

Thank you for the ask :D Second time writing smut bear with me. CW: arguing (brief), p in v, riding, NSFW Vincent Renzi x gn!reader wc: 621 _____✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿____

"Fine!" you shouted, red from anger. He groaned rolling his eyes and threw his hands in the air. "Why can't you just listen, sacrebleu!". You ran into your bedroom and slammed the door hoping he would leave you alone for now. Vincent though, was right behind you, opening the door and leaning against the frame of the door.

You sat on your bed your face covered with your hands, the tears in your eyes threatening to spill. "Chéri..." he said unsure of what to do next to prevent further rows. You choked back a sob and looked at him, tears already streaming down your face. "I'm... I'm sorry." You said already forgetting what you were squabbling about.

"Oh mon cœur." Vincent paused and sat down next to you on the bed. "Ma déesse." You looked up at him to say something but the only thing that came out was a sob. He put his arm around you as if to protect you from all the evils of the world, even himself.

You sat like this for a long while attempting to calm your breathing and stop shaking. Through all of this, Vincent put his head to your head and gently kissed your scalp, behaving as if you were made out of porcelain. With his calming demeanor enveloping you, you quickly forgot what it was that you were arguing about.

You both always prefered to talk things through. Rows were your last course of action. But Vincent came back tired from work and you were feeling particularly exhausted from your activities, one thing led to another and you were at eachothers throats.

"Forgive me." He sighed content with your douce form. "I know you don't mean those things." You nodded you head, still feeling a little dizzy. He got up assuring you he was returning soon and brought with him a glass of water for you to rehydrate yourself after crying.

You gave him back the glass after drinking its contents and he put it on the night stand. "Do you need anything else?" He caressed your cheek and gazed at you lovingly. "...you."

Vincent was laying on his back, his head propped up by a pillow. His hands on your hips moving along with your own pace. "Oh mon amour..." he groaned, his eyes fluttering shut. "Don't stop." Vincent commanded.

You were riding him as fervently as if it were your first time. The only thing at the forefront of your mind was making him come to make up for the argument. "Baby, baby... slow... slow...".

"I need you Vincent." You said your voice laced with nothing but pure lust. "I know, I know sunshine, just keep going and you get your prize." You whined as he thrust up into you clearly losing himself in you rythmic movements. Allowing him to breathe for a moment you stopped your movement and immediately slammed yourself down on him, chasing your own high.

"Good... g-god" he breathed out. Your faster movement made you both come in no time. You collapsed onto his chest. You both were heaving and trying to regain your composure. He stayed inside of you even after your breathing got slower and calmer.

"Chéri?" He asked after a short while but you just nuzzled your face into his chest refusing to move. He chuckled lightly and decided on letting you stay on top of him a moment longer. Not long after that you drifted to off to sleep.

You woke up dreading having to get up but when you regained your sentience you already were dressed in clean clothes and being cuddled by Vincent. You sighed contently and got embraced by Morpheus once more. How grateful you were to have him.

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#vincent renzi x reader #vincent renzi #swann arlaud #anatomy of a fall #x reader #writing #vincent renzi x gn!reader

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lichenes · 1 month

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"...Losing Dogs"

this one scene from the film when they're drinking and reader loses their keys lol not much in common with the mitski song, just thought it'd be fitting?? (gif's not mine) vincent renzi x gn!reader CW: slight (lies) mischaracterisation, possibly spelling and gramatical errors (sorry!), kissing, the french, SFW wc: 592

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Vincent would be considered a patient man by most. Now that he was standing in your garden, amongst the quiet buzz of insects instinctively following the light coming from your phone's flashlight, he found himself... curiously intrigued.

"I could've sworn...." Vincent chuckled at your misfortune, giving you an apologetic look after you stared at him with playful disdain. You continued looking for your lost keys, which you assumed fell out of your pocket when you were sitting near the fire, which was slowly going out, the last of it lazily flicking its scorching toungues over the charred logs.

"They must me around here somewhere, I distinctly remember you locking up the house." Nothing escaped the lawyer's attention it seemed. He took another swig of the beer you two were sharing.

To say you were embarrassed was an understatement, you and the man you've been yearing for for years both were locked out of your house because of a careless mistake you've made. Your cheeks were burning with shame as you scoured for any sign of the small pieces of metal.

Vincent was looking at you with nothing but pure adoration in his eyes. Still waiting for the keys to magically turn up he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, asking you if you wanted a smoke as well. He was a gentleman at heart priding himself on his virtues. Inhaling the smoke he remarked.

"Did you know that you can only trust people if you can put an animal head to their face?" Amused, you stood up straightening your back. "Is that so? What animal am I then?" He answered without hesitation. "A dog. How do you say... a basse- basset?" He added.

You giggled. "They truly are gorgeous animals..." He looked at you expectantly. "You'd be an echidna." You jested. Feigning offence he put his hand on his chest. "Mademoiselle, how dare you!" You both laughed at that giving you ample opportunity to appreciate his smile lines.

A few moments passed and you spoke up. "I guess we'll have to sleep outside tonight." Focusing solely on your unfortunate position it escaped your focus that Vincent was looking at your lips more and more with each passing minute. "I guess so..." he said absent-mindedly.

You gestured towards his cigarette which he immediately interpreted as a request. Vincent passed it to you. "It's like and indirect kiss you know." You winked when you said that feeling yourself cringe at your own actions. He visibly tensed up at your words, giving the impression that you made him uncomfortable.

When you noticed it you wanted to start apologising profusely. Despite years of friendship you still couldn't read him. Lawyers privilege you supposed.

Right in the middle of your first 'I'm sorry' he grasped your cigarette holding hand and put the bundle to his mouth inhaling the smoke and subsequently blowing it in your face with a large grin, getting dangerously close to your lips.

Vincent chuckled at the heat that was eminating from your face and asked "Do you ever wonder..." still so close he put his hand on the back of your neck and put his forehead to yours. He exhaled shakily. "What if..." and put his lips on yours waiting for your reciprocation.

Your racing heart slowed down with each passing second as you grabbed onto Vincent's face and deepened the kiss. His grip on your neck lessened as he relaxed into the kiss.

He was a patient man, just not when it came to you.

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#Vincent Renzi x reader #x reader #swann arlaud #anatomy of a fall #Vincent Renzi #Vincent Renzi x gn!reader #one shot

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lichenes · 1 month

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Vincent renzi x reader! Him reading you a French novel in bed whilst you lay your head on his lap and he strokes your hair!

ABSOLUTELY oh my god... sorry for the bad french btw, I'm still not adept at it :'D. Short and sweet, hope you like it<33

(Fragments used come from "Les Misérables" by Victor Hugo)

CW: pet names, fluff

Vincent Renzi x gn!reader

wc: 380

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"Une heure après, quand elle fut rentrée dans sa chambre, elle pleura. C’était, nous l’avons dit, son premier amour." He continued reading trying his best to capture the mood of the book. He was lazily tracing the patterns of your scalp, soothing you.

"Elle s’était donnée à ce Tholomyès comme à un mari, et la pauvre fille avait un enfant." You were incredibly content with the state of things as they were. You could swear Vincent was stealing looks at your relaxed form but you were never quite sure because he never broke his focused demeanour.

Still stroking your head, he was appreaciating your presence. "Il y avait, dans le premier quart de ce siècle, à Montfermeil, près de Paris, une façon de gargote qui n’existe plus aujourd’hui." An idea popped into his head. "Oh combien il l’aimait, c’était comme si son cœur était sur le point de sauter de sa poitrine à tout moment..." he trailed off looking for a reaction from you.

You were trying to percieve the words that came from him, fairly certain they weren't part of the book he was reading. When you realised their meaning your face got hot. "Oh- Vincent...".

"Oui ma douceur?" He said playfully, brushing your hair out of your face. "Tu es la personne la plus magnifique que j’ai jamais connue, tu sais?"

You rose from your comfortable position and put your hand on his chest. "I don't think that's in the book Vincent." He put his hand over yours and asked. "Do you feel my heart my sweet?" You nodded bashfully. "You should know that it beats only for you."

Your cheeks were getting hotter by the minute. "I didn't take you for the poetic type." You jested. He feigned offence, putting his hand to his forehead which earned a laugh from you. "Ah, my love doubts my poetic nature. I shall never create sweet poetry with them again..."

"I never said that!" You chuckled and he grabbed your waist and situated you in his lap, giving you an opportunity to bury your face in the crook of his neck. You inhaled his sweet scent as he kept reading. "Cette gargote était tenue par des gens appelés Thénardier, mari et femme. Elle était située dans la ruelle du Boulanger."

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#swann arlaud #x reader #vincent renzi #anatomy of a fall #vincent renzi x reader #vincent renzi x gn!reader #fluff

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lichenes · 1 month

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Omg i alove your Swann Arlaud fics!!You literally make my day better!Can you write a fic how Vincent and the reader are forced by their friends to play a silly game like 9 minutes in Heaven and they finally confess to each other and make out <3

Blushin'... lowkey... Thank you anon :*** CW: mentions of a boner (nothing happens), SFW wc: 628

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You and Vincent could barely keep your hands off of eachother when you got the chance to be alone. It got to the point where you'd text him a lips emoji and he'd reply back with a running emoji and show up at your door, ready.

Vincent understood you wanted to take things slow but it was getting to the point where your relationship was, rather than moving forward, staying in one place.

Not many people knew about your little love affair. You knew you weren't exclusive and you didn't expect faithfullness from him but you could feel the heart pangs pricking at you when you saw him pick up yet another person, strangely resembling you.

The ones closest to you encouraged you both to confess already but you were too shy to do it and Vincent was slowly losing the confidence if you truly liked him back. His little distractions weren't working anymore and he wished you would just give him a sign.

To say you looked ravishing that evening would be an understatement. Vincent couldn't keep his eyes off of you and he was due to pop a boner if he didn't excuse himself from the situation. You weren't making it easy as you tugged at the sleeve of his sweater for him to follow you to the circle of your mutual friends.

"C'mon Vincent, it'll be fun." You said reassuring him. "I'm not 17 anymore. It's childish." He groaned. You were both invited to a game of 'spin the bottle'. In reality he didn't really like the idea of some other person stealing you away and basically being free to do whatever they wanted with you. If it were to be his turn he could at least imagine it was you as earlier the host informed him that the lightbulb has blown out.

He was jealous, he could admit that to himself. Not to you though, never to you. You sat down cross-legged and he situated himself next to you, your knees touching. "Okay it's Vincent's turn." Someone said. He leaned forward and spun the bottle. It was spinning quickly, everyone curious on who it would land on.

To everyone's suprise it landed on you. 'Ooh's could be heard throughout the room as you stood up, pretending to be embarrassed by effectively everyone knowing what you two would be doing.

When you entered the closet you put your elbows on his shoulders and got close to his face. "Fancy seeing you here, pretty boy." You said in an undertone. "Hm.... likewise, sweetness" He mumbled out, your lips were almost touching. An inch more and...

"Vincent." You said firmly. "...yes chérie?" You groaned quietly as he tilted your head and started nipping at your neck. "Oh- Vincent..." you felt him smile and you put your hand on his chest. "Wait."

You assumed he looked at you puzzled, as aforementioned, it was dark and you couldn't tell. "I hate to do this but... do you like me?" You paused. "Honestly and truly, do you?" His voice seemed to be stuck in his throat. He cleared his throat and you felt him shuffle around into what seemed to be a kneel as his voice came from lower than before.

"I give up a thousand job offers, every opportunity to work in Paris and even living on my own to spend my life with you ma douce." You felt a surge of emotions running through you. "I'd let you ruin me, untill there was nothing left. Just so you could build me up again."

You leaned down and held his face in between your palms. You placed a delicate kiss on his lips, more tender than anything you were used to in your fervent make-out sessions.

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#swann arlaud #x reader #vincent renzi #anatomy of a fall #vincent renzi x reader #vincent renzi x gn!reader

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lichenes · 1 month

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oooo Vincent reassuring reader when the reader meets Sandra for the first time. PS. Love your work

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Thank you 🪼 for the ask :D Glad you like my rubbish <33

Sandra my beloved. But I shall rise to the occasion and fulfill your ask.

CW: jealousy, brief neck kissing and brief kissing, angst and fluff?kinda? corny ending like, actually embarrassing, some plot holes (sorry!), SFW

wc: 451

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You weren't the jealous type, you knew you weren't. It never occured to you that you could love someone so passionately and be so possesive of them. When you were jealous though you felt like a hungry fox trying to steal away a chicken from the coop. That's what you were feeling now.

"Chéri?" He mused not quite paying attention to you. "I need to go to meet up with a client." He smiled when you put up an eyebrow questioningly. "What? I'm a full time lawyer, all hours of the day are office time." You chuckled lightly pecking him on the cheek and bidding him goodbye.

He came back around 11, quicker than you were expecting, a woman under his arm entering your house. You went out into the corridor looking confused at hearing a her voice. "Hello?" Vincent looked at you, his face contorting into something you couldn't quite name. "Oh sorry, didn't you get my message?"

You were sitting around the table in your kitchen. Sandra and Vincent chatting away while you were sitting with your arms crossed clearly uncomfortable with her presence. There's nothing to be jealous of, you thought. You were chalking up your envy to how beautiful Sandra was. How her ocean blue eyes complimented her dark blonde hair. How she moved so effortlessly through the room, how she gestured as if to impress but not overwhelm.

She existed purely to be adored and Vincent seemed to be adoring her too much. "And how about you?" Sandra asked with a smile on her face. "Hm?" You hummed, flustered as your own jealousy just overshadowed any connection you could've formed with her.

When Sandra left around midnight she hugged you. She hugged you real tight, a hug cementing the fact that she would be showing up more often in your life. You hugged her back not wanting to seem off.

When she got out of your space Vincent came up to you and hugged you from behind.

"Sorry for taking so long chéri. I know you don't like unexpected guests." You relaxed into his touch, putting your head on his shoulder and letting him kiss you on the neck. "Honey..." you started. "Sandra and you... you're not..." you trailed off.

He spun you around and looked at you concerned. "No. Absolutely not." He got closer to your face as if to amplify his point. "I wouldn't do this to you. Ever. Don't think that of me mon cœur." He kissed you as delicately as he could, bringing you closer to yourself.

"I love you." You said after you broke the kiss. Tears already welling up in your eyes. "Et je t'aime aussi." He said wiping them.

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#x reader #anatomy of a fall #swann arlaud #vincent renzi #vincent renzi x reader #vincent renzi x gn!reader #angst #angst and fluff #fluff

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lichenes · 1 month

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"Bark like you want it."

girlllllll... i'm blushing at the thought of it *emoji covering eyes*

CW: mutual pining, author can't write the word 'cum' for the life of them. slight nsfw at the beginning but overall tame :D

Vincent Renzi x gn!reader

wc: 598

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Vincent was above you. One elbow placed next to your head the other laying on the other side. He pulled back his right hand and put it on your stomach visibly pleased with himself. "Look how full of me you are. You're taking me so well ma chérie." Just as you were about to arrive at a conclusion of your fantasy you heard a knock on the door.

"Doing okay in there?" Vincent asked through the bathroom door. "It's already 9:30 and i have a trial at 11:00 would you mind stepping out?" You scrambled hoping to god he didn't hear anything he wouldn't have liked. You quickly washed your hands and got out, sending him an apologetic look on the way.

Vincent and you were roomates, housemates more likely and you couldn't have ended up with a better one. To put it bluntly he was perfect. He always did the dished and if you were feeling under the weather he offered to do yours, he took out the trash reguarly and vaccumed out of his own volition.

From what you've heard, from your friends and family, choosing a person your own age as a roommate ended up in catastrophe most of the time. Your personal catastophy was falling in love with Vincent.

The first time you saw him he was as bashful as you were, the first converstion happened on the phone which didn't prepare you for the gorgeous man you later met.

He came to see your to be home wearing a simple beige sweater, a pair of brown fabric pants and a fuscous scarf complimenting his look. He almost knocked you off your feet when he gave you a smile. To add insult to injury after you invited him in, he praised how beautiful the iterior was.

Vincent was absolutely awestruck at how well you maximised the tiny space you've prepared for your soon to be roommate. He immediately agreed to live in the house with you.

To be frank you knew you didn't have a chance with him, to say the least. He kept talking about Sandra like she was the second coming of christ so you decided to just let it go. Vincent thruthfully didn't mean for all the Sandra talk to come off like that, but his adoration for the womant didn't have boundaries.

With time though, he subsided. He mentioned her less and less and instead replaced talking about her with you. He would constantly initiate conversations only for them to falter as you were both too shy to continue talking. What also came with time was the comfort of eachothers presence.

For the first few months he spent most of his time at work or at his desk, not exiting the room for hours on end. Then he started working in the living room or at the kitchen table always hoping you would get out of your room to get a snack or to use the bathroom. Once you've gathered the courage to ask him if you could join him Vincent beamed.

"Of course!" He said almost too enthusiastically. Vincent couldn't focus on his work when you were around, he would constanly steal glances at you and try and start a conversation with you seemingly tired of his endless paperwork.

You welcomed his advances hoping they were more than just friendly small talk. For now though you both were comfortable just existing in your presence. He promised himself he wouldn't fall for a whim again. Maybe, just maybe if you were to make the first step he would break the promise?

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pt. 2 masterlist

#x reader #anatomy of a fall #swann arlaud #vincent renzi #vincent renzi x reader #writing #romance #vincent renzi x gn!reader

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Just here to comment that all your works are so, so good! If possible can we get another law school Vincent and reader piece! Or something on Pierre <3

Thank you for the ask gepardings and thank you for the compliment!! I got so excited to see you request something<33 I'm only just learning writing so I'm hoping to perfect my craft soon enough :D This is a sort of sequel-prequel to this. Also the person who guesses what I'm referencing in the second paragraph gets a cookie :D CW: swearing (once), SFW wc: 414

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During your law school days Vincent was smitten by you. Whenever you would have your little study sessions together he wouldn't be able to focus and would keep distracting you with his antics. To say he wasn't an ideal study partner would be an understatement. Solo, he would study nearly for all the hours of the day, not taking breaks even to sleep, but the second you stepped into his radar he would change dramatically.

"Don't you want to do something fun maître?" He said with a slight smirk. "Fuck you, calling me maître like it doesn't turn you on just to say it." He chuckled, putting his head on yours. "Come oooon..." You sighed and turned around. "You've been at it for hours, you deserve a break ma chérie."

"I don't need anything exuberant. I just want to get out of this placeee." "Hey, you're the one who is overstaying his welcome. This is my room." You said feigning annoyance. He put a hand on his forehead theatrically. "Ah my hubris has been uncovered once more, what shall I do now?" You got up defeated and gestured for him to follow you. "I'm choosing what we're doing though."

You were sitting in a park nearby your dorms enjoying a cone of your favourite ice cream, the birds just recently having returned to start chirping as if just for you. Vincent was sitting next to you entranced with the way the sun was hitting your beautiful features. It was the spring term which meant only the first buds were opening up. The plum blossoms were beginning to bloom, shyly poking their heads out of their hiding.

You were appreciating these small ways of nature showing it was coming to life after the winter. A chill ran through you. "Are you cold?" He asked concerned. Without hearing an answer from you he started removing his coat and put it over you assuring you he was gonna be fine. "Vincent you'll get sick if you keep giving me your jacket." You mused and he got a bit red in the cheeks.

"Keep not bringing your own jacket and maybe I won't stay in good health." He jested earning a laugh from you. "I'm starting to think you're doing this on purpose." He said, his voice laced with hope. It was your turn to blush. A comfortable silence fell between the both of you.

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#swann arlaud #x reader #anatomy of a fall #vincent renzi #vincent renzi x reader #vincent renzi x gn!reader #writing

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Hi!! I was wondering if you could write a Vincent Renzi/reader meeting each other during their law school days? I'm deeply obsessed with this man and you write amazing, thanks!!!! 🌟🥹

Thank you anon!! I'm gonna expand upon your ask and give you meeting Vincent during your law school days and once again years later... Vincent Renzi x gn!reader CW: angst, comfort, SFW wc: 900 _____✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿_____

Vincent was sitting in the library cramming for his next exam. His finals were approaching inexorably, filling him with nothing but anxiety and disdain for his professors. He averted his gaze from the books for a moment and rubbed his eyes. Suddenly he felt a cautious touch on his shoulder.

"Sorry to interrupt, is this seat taken?" A person looking to be about his age was leaning down towards him. Not registering the person fully and half concious from the 3 coffees he drunk the night before wearing off Vincent shook his head absent-mindedly. They smiled at him and sat next to him with a quiet 'thank you'.

You've been intrigued with him for quite a long time and as the end of your studies was approaching you gathered up your courage to talk to him. He, admittedly, wasn't looking his best at the moment. His eyes sunken and clearly tired, you wondered if it wasn't the best moment to be talking to him.

You decided that since you've already sat down you would at least attempt to have a conversation with him, fortunately he beat you to it. He must've realised the inhumanity of his previous behaviour and opened. "Sorry, I'm just really tired. My name's Vincent." You smiled at him sympathetically. Introducing yourself you extended you hand towards him. He shook it with a slight chuckle.

"Very nice to meet you."

These weekly meetings were becoming a habit for both of you. You'd always jokingly ask whether the seat was taken or not and he'd taken to responding 'yes, by you' luring you by his charm. Oh, you were entranced by Vincent. His calm yet sympathetic demeanour made him out to be the perfect lawyer and perfect partner.

One day while sitting in your respective seats he put his hand on yours and looking deep into your eyes asked if you'd be his partner. If he were a cartoon character he would have had hearts in his eyes. He knew you've wanted this since you first saw him, so why were you hesitating now? The perfect college love story, one you'd be telling your grandchildren, right?

He looked at you puzzled. "Not sure?" He laughed nervously grabbing your other hand and trying to establish eyecontact. "I-" You couldn't form a coherent thought. Your heart was racing a million miles per hour. He picked up his things and stormed out of the library leaving with tears welling up in his eyes.

"The reality is you've made a fool of me... I- never want to see you again chérie." He said through the phone, his voice laced with venom.

At the graduation, when they called out for 'Maître Vincent Renzi' he didn't even look your way, despite your attempts to reconnect with him by text, calls or any means necessary. For now you had to be content with looking at him as he was avoiding your presence as much as he could.

You went on to become the lawyer you've always wanted to be and your life was going pretty well. You might as well have forgotten about Vincent up untill you've moved to the Alps on a whim. You decided you wanted a quiter life as you were content with the amount of adventures, ups and downs and whatever else life has thrown at you.

You've become quite friendly with Sandra who happened to be one of your only neighbours, so aside from her, her son and Snoop you didn't get much human contact. As she was indicted you took in Graner for him to not feel so lonely in their big house, after settling everything with Sandra of course.

One day the bell rung and in the doorway stood no other than Vincent. You almost had a heart attack when you saw him standing so nonchalantly outside your house. "Vincent?" You asked, not believing your own luck.

"No. I'm only here for the kid. Sandra's name's been cleared and he can return back home." You pleaded. "Vincent please. Let's talk." He shook his head. "I gave you the opportunity once. I won't let you break my heart again." You declined your head and called for Graner to pack his bags once more.

Sandra threw a party after getting her bearings to celebrate her victory over the justice system. Both Vincent and you were invited so you prepared yourself for a night of awkwardness. As with any party after the kid went to sleep Sandra pulled out a bottle of wine you were to share. After more than just a few glasses you were feeling postivively buzzed.

Vincent seemed to tense up when Sandra excused herself to go to bed, assuring you both to stay as long as you wanted. You both were too drunk to realise your situation but you were, essentially, left alone in a huge quiet house as lovers manqué.

"You ever think about me Vincent?" He froze. "Do you ever look at yourself in the mirror and imagine me standing beside you?" He got instantly transported to that time in the library when you destroyed any belief he had in love. "...of- of course." He chuckled sadly. "I look at myself, a bitter and unlovable man and wonder what could've been."

You closed the space between you and smashed your lips into his. He missed you, your scent, your attitude, your jokes, your eyes, you. _____✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿_____ masterlist

#swann arlaud #x reader #vincent renzi #anatomy of a fall #vincent renzi x reader #vincent renzi x gn!reader #writing

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vincent renzi nsfw alphabet? :3

Thank you for the ask anon ;D

I figured this would be the best way to start writing nsfw soooo :3c

Giggling. kicking my feet literally. If you want me to elaborate on any particular letter feel free to lmk :]

I tried to make it as gn as possible :p

Vincent Renzi x gn!reader

CW: Less descript-y than my usual works, different format basically, kinda drifted from the nsfw-ness of it in a few of the subpoints lol, NSFW

wc: (excluding the template) 1,2k

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

I feel like he would kiss you through your orgasm and after you've both come off your high he would get up lazily still basking in the afterglow... He would look so good doing it too, his tired eyes observing your still heaving chest. He would ask you if you need anything and provide it for you. A caring partner thats for sure.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also yours)

In this context- he likes his own fingers. You clearly like his hands and he confronted you about it jokingly a few times to tease you. The first time he uses them on you, oh mon dieu... His favourite part of you are your eyes. To look into them while you cum is like heaven to him. While he eats you out he likes to keep eye contact if possible...

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I wouldn't say he's obsessed with you swallowing his cum. He is a tad bit opposed, being familiar with the risks it carries with it. He wouldn't be completely against it so if you feel like it, go for it.

D = Dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

He's a massive yearner. He'd never tell you that but he made a social media account solely to stalk you on it and not for work like he assured you. He would gaze lovingly at your pictures if you post any or just stare at the blank profile picture icon imagining what you were doing at the time.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Mostly, he was pretty vanilla for most his life so if you want to try anything kinkier you should research it together to give him the security of knowing. When it comes to the basic things, fingering, eating out, different positions, he passes with flying colours.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Whatever you're comfortable with and whichever ones he can see your face in. He's obsessed with your face contorting into expressions of pleasure or pain if youre into it.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He stays pretty serious for most of the time, teasing you if he feels bold that day. When he feels like you're in a bad mood he tries his best to cheer you up in... many ways. He doesn't crack jokes at random times while you have sex though.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He's a clean man that's all I can say. His carpet does indeed match the drapes. And most importantly he cares for your comfort which makes him trim himself quite often. When it comes to his facial hair he sometimes forgets to shave and his moustache comes in. He noticed that that's when you make love most passionately so he sometimes 'accidentally' forgets to shave, when he's feeling particularly needy.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Oh big romantic type, the first time you had sex he did the whole, rose petals on the floor, candles lit and all. Every time you have sex it's a special occasion and he feels obligated to make it seem so every time. During the moment he's very tender with you, kissing you and whispering sweet nothings into your ears...

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Remember that social media account I was talking about earlier? The first time the thought crossed his mind to masturbate to your pictures he got so flustered he had to go to the bathroom and splash cold water on his face to get rid of the thought. After he has aquired your photos though he does it with only a twinge of embarrassment.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He's big into undressing you if you, the act of stripping your clothes from your perfect body, lord, he couldn't imagine anything as arousing. He is a vanilla man up untill it comes to you riding him. When he's in that state you could convince him to do anything.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Your bed, your patio on the outdoor sofa. You tried to convince him to go at it in his office at the law firm he works at but he got too flustered just at the thought and thought that he'd die of a heart attack if you were to actualise your fantasy.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

As previously mentioned, undressing you. It's not like he's a complete maniac, taking your shirt off in front of him won't make him faint but he still will get a little flustered. Begging. That's it. He also loves seeing you relaxed. Whenever you're lounging on the sofa he gets the urge to make you just a bit more tense...

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

I feel like he wouldn't degrade you unless you begged for it. He is also against impact play, but he's a covenantal man. Talk to him about it and you shall see.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Giving or recieving is fine. He's a master at eating pussy and if you aren't comfortable with oral he won't force you to do it. He will happily welcome it thought, giving you tips as you go.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Highly depends on his mood. If he's feeling particularly foul he won't have any qualms to pound you into the matress. If he's upset he'll go slow and sensual to relay to you how much you mean to him.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He prefers longer sessions to quickies. Fervency isn't what fuels him most so he prefers to go slow.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He likes experimenting, with certain limits of course. He prefers not to take risks, a calm and calculated man he is. When he warms up to you though, you could convince him to do it outside your bedroom (ex. the sofa on the patio).

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

When angry or self concious he can go for many rounds, his stamina knows no bounds when he's mad. Normally, he prefers 1-2 rounds a happy medium.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on you or themselves?)

He doesn't own any toys as he's too embarrassed to buy them, online or at brick-and-mortar. If you use any, he likes using them on you during your raptures to rile you up even more.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh this man adores teasing. Especially when he can see that you're too self-assured that day, he likes breaking down your barriers of faux confidence and making you melt in his grasp.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Aside from occasional grunts and moans he isn't very vocal. He loves listening to your sounds though. This man is generally lovestruck by you. With little sounds comes how quiet he is. Maybe that little office endeavour could happen then?

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I think he would go feral if you were to wear lingere for your first time with him. He is definitely a flatterer but he would be talking and thinking about you on the bed just in those perfectly enveloping you bra and panties... MON DIEU.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He is on the lean side with his medium height statue perfectly complimenting his overall shape... What? Oh yeah his dick. That's what this subpoint is about. He's hung, not uncomfortably so that you couldn't take him all at once but enough to not be able to put it in without some prep first.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Once again he will do it as often as you like, it all depends on you. Although once he's desperate he won't hold back on you and go at it for hours...

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

After clean up, he falls asleep in your arms pretty quickly spent from all the lovemaking. Sometimes he stays still just to face your sleeping form and watch your peacefull demeanor, safe from all the evils of the world when in his embrace.

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#vincent renzi x reader #vincent renzi #swann arlaud #anatomy of a fall #writing #ask #send asks #:D #headcanons #vincent renzi headcanons

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Viens te promener avec moi ma chére...

You and Vincent go on a walk together :D Vincent Renzi x f!reader CW: estabilished relationship, attempted usage of the french language (once or twice i promise ;A;) i couldn't make it gn this time cuz french has got the thingies..., SFW wc: 407 _____✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿ … ✿°•∘ɷ∘•°✿_____

The sun was hitting his delicate features perfectly. His gray locks appeared almost silver, not lacking in the lustre department. "It's so nice outside." You remark sitting at the edge of the bed whilst Vincent was sitting in his usual spot, by the open window, lit cigarette in hand. He hummed in response agreeing with you.

Vincent wasn't a man of many words on days like these. He preffered observing the nature rather than talking over it. Birds were chirping bringing a reasonable amount of joy to both of you so you just enjoyed it. The breeze flowing through the open window wafted around and brought a nice forest scent to your bedroom.

"How about a walk ma douce?" he suggested with eyes you couldn't say no to. You decided on an outfit and in the next 20 minutes you were impatiently tapping your foot. "Vincent!" you shouted into the ether, hoping he would finally make his way downstairs.

Vincent was wearing a simple light blue t-shirt and a pair of jeans, with a cozy looking cardigan draped over his shoulders. You remember buying the cardigan for him as a name day present. Double checking the temperature and making sure you didn't have to bring with you a sweater you exited the house.

Near your house, there was a rather large pond - surrounded by a dense forest - next to it there was a bench which became your favourite date spot. Vincent didn't have much time for dates as his line of work was very demanding of him and with Sandra's trial he had even less time.

With little time came an abundance of stress which took its toll on his mental and physical health so these rare moment of tranquility let him stay in harmony with himself and, more importanly, with you.

Vincent was just telling you the same facts about a certain species of trees as he always did whilst you were gazing at him lovingly. "I know you love me but it's important to know which conifers defoliate during the winter." He smiled and you with his lovesick gaze riveted in your own eyes.

"I do love you." You professed as if it weren't obvious. You sat comfortably in the peace and quiet of the forest occasionally being interrupted by the clangour of the returning birds just soaking up the atmosphere.

Free from all responsibilities but bound by the unyielding chains of love...

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#vincent renzi x reader #vincent renzi #x reader #swann arlaud #anatomy of a fall #one shot

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Take my Breath Away

Vincent Renzi x GN! Reader

Summary: Vincent smoking but you have Asthma. Asthma gang rise up!

Warnings: Established Relationship, Fluff, Smoking, Asthma, Coughing fit, Snuggling, Kissing

Warmth engulfed your body as the soft glow of the TV playing a movie, but quickly it was interrupted by Vincent squirming uncomfortably under you.

"What's wrong?" You ask, guiding your hand up to his chest from being cuddled around his waist, worrying it was you. "It's nothing, I just need a smoke," he says with a thick accent, smiling, then moving up from your couch. Only dating for a few months, you had never seen him smoke, though you had a hunch as he always smelled lightly of it.

"Okay," you say going to pause the movie, watching as he moves to a window, then opens it before lighting up a cigarette. Quickly, the smell engulfed your lungs making your airway tighten and wheezing sound from your throat.

Coughing lightly in trying to fight off your closing throat, meeting Vincent's concerned eyes. "Does it bother you?" He asks, putting the cigarette more out of the window. "Yeah, I-" A cough interrupts you, rattling from your lungs quickly causing him to put out his cigarette.

Hearing the window close through you're coughing fit, the smell grew stronger as he took you in his arms with coughs that persisted. Pushing him away softly so as to not smell the attacking aroma, fighting through your coughs telling him where you kept your inhaler.

Acting quickly, he brings it back, helping you with the first pump, then letting you take over for the next. His hand rested on your back acting as comfort as you finished, putting the inhaler to the side taking a moment to let the medication settle in.

"I'm okay now," you say, looking into his worried eyes. "Sorry, I should have told you, but I didn't know you smoked." You laugh lightly at the last part, but he shakes his head.

"No, I should say sorry. I didn't say anything or ask," he says, looking a bit ashamed, but you move past it, explaining to him what sets off your asthma. He nods to all of it, even asking questions.

Smiles both plastered on your faces as you cuddle in once more, then turning on the movie, but the smell still lingers. "You smell like cigarettes," you say, looking into his blue eyes that look down at his sweater. Moving away, you watch as he takes it off, leaving him in his undershirt. Looking back at you with satisfaction, he lays back on the couch, wrapping his arms around you.

Breathing in with only a faint smell of it lingering, you snuggle in still looking at him, moving in letting your lips meet for a quick kiss that tasted like cigarettes, quickly it ignites your throat once more.

Hello, I hope you enjoyed if there is any grammar mistakes or misspellings sorry about that feel free to let me know in the comments, have a great day/afternoon/night!

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