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No bc I can fix him

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hii!! i was wondering if you could make a Vox X Reader fic, where Vox is a bit clingy & overprotective (but he’d never admit that), and wants y/n to stay at the Vees headquarters like all the time, but y/n is considering trying to get redeemed at the hazbin hotel, and since Alastor runs that hotel, Vox gets quite pissy & jealous, but he also wants to see y/n happy, so it’s a bit of a mental conundrum, but in the end Vox convinces y/n to stay with him (and then it could either go fluffy where they cuddle, or smutty where they…. get it on!)

why leave?

|| note: sorry if this got a little darker in topic LOL! I wrote this half asleep XP ||

|| word count: 1062! ||

Vox voiced his main concern to you over and over again, pleading with you to change your mind. But that was one of the reasons his walls had finally fallen, your sheer stubborn nature.

"Vox, I already told you.. The rest of my family is up in heaven.. I have a chance to see them again!"

"And I told you, dearest," He paused, laughing as his hands rested on your hips, claws digging in as he pulled you chest to chest with him, "I can give you everything you need down here.. Whatever it is you want, tell me.. I can do it for you. I'd do it all for you." He mumbled, his voice sickly sweet as he spoke, "I'd create my own hotel if it just meant you stay with me."

Your heart ached at the sight, your dear Vox in front of you, pleading for any other outcome than the one where you leave him.. Alone.. The thought of it made you bite your lip, glancing to a nearby window, catching sight of the white orb sitting in the sky.. It almost burnt your eyes staring at it, hope fluttering in your chest.

Vox's hands quickly came up and turned your head to face him again, forcing you to look at him, "Please, _______." He seemed truly genuine for a moment, even dropping to his knees and wrapping his arms loosely around your waist. "Please, we can talk about this.." He sounded truly heartbroken.. But when he looked up at you and those all too familiar rings where pulsing through his eyes..

You, couldn't even remember what you two had been talking about.. You.. You had looked outside and then.. When you turned your head to look out the same window, you found the window blacked out, same with the one next to it, and the one next to that.. You shook your head and looked down at the last place you remember seeing Vox, on the floor..

What was he doing down there? Where was he now?? You spun on your heel, looking around the room you two had been in, spotting no sign of him, not even a sign of, anyone, to be honest. You walked out of the room, looking up and down the hall cautiously, walking down the long corridors, making your way to Vox's office, your head spinning as the bright lights seemed brighter than usual.. You swore your pupils were blown out from how much they were hurting. You passed one of the several mirrors Valentino had hung up around the tower, almost missing it.

Almost.

You had taken a few steps past it, before stumbling back to inspect yourself. And your newly blackened sclera.. You fall back to the other side of the hallway, the obvious sign that you sold your soul away staring back at you. That, wasn't there before.. Or, maybe it was.. You couldn't tell, you just knew that you wanted Vox, for him to hold you in his arms, tell you it was all going to be alright. You stagger away from the mirror, finally making progress up to the office where Vox could almost always be found.

The circle shaped double doors opened up for you, the sound of the metal scrapping against itself made your ears ring uncomfortably, your hands coming up to cover your ears as you looked down the stretch into the office, seeing things flicker on and off the screens in Vox's office, he was in here. You tried your hardest to call out to him, but found your vocal cords to be useless.

Vox spared you of trying to get his attention, turning around in his chair and standing up, arms open. The screens cleared of any little tabs that had been open, "______! There you are! Just the girl I wanted to see!" He made his way to you, and you met him halfway, clinging to his waist as tears burned in your lashes. You tried hard to say anything, looking up at him, tears streaming down your face as you tried to make him understand you.

"Woah, woah darling! Calm down! I understand, I do!" He pulled you into his body, his arms fitting snug around you. "I get it, you've told me about your accident before.. How you lost your voice.. It's truly upsetting.. I wish I could've been there when you woke from that nightmare.. I'm sorry dearest." A small kiss was pressed onto the top of your head.

What the fuck was he talking about?? You weren't in an accident! You could talk perfectly just a few.. A few.. You knew you could talk! Right..? You just shake your head and lean into him, hands gripping the back of his suit jacket, hands shaking as you pull away and point at your eyes, trying to see what he has to say about them. He just tilts his head a bit to the side before a cocky laugh leaves him, "Your eyes..? I can see you're crying, dear. See?" His screen opened a tab in the place of his face, showing your almost pathetic expressions, your eyes back.. to normal? Wait but..

You just sobbed silently into your hands and you try and make sense of what was happening. His hand rubbed almost mockingly against your back as he tried to soothe you, your chest tightening up as you found the air in the room stuffy and uncomfortable. What was he talking about? Nightmares and, what about your eyes? You knew what you saw, right? You pulled your own phone out of your pocket in a panic, scrambling to look at yourself in the camera. But the second you turned the screen on, it turned into a blank white, refusing to show you your own reflection. You look up at Vox with so much hurt in your eyes.

He glances down at your phone and laughs, plucking it out of your hands and crushing it like it was make of wafers and cream instead of his oh so precious tech. "Ah, and older model, I'll get you a replacement right away, for now, let's get you back into bed with a nice warm blanket huh?" He used his hands to straighten up your posture, smoothing out your clothes before leading you off to the bedroom you two shared.

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|| last note: sorry i've been away!! my nephew was born a few weeks ago so i haven't had a lot of time to focus on this!! ||

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i accidentally napped and had a dream (nightmare?) where a new update for stardew valley released where everything was the same except on a random day in year 3 Evelyn would just straight up die. There was a whole cutscene that started in her house where she collapsed, and then transitioned over to the hospital where Harvey gave George and Alex the worst news of their lives. However, they got to speak to her where she said something along the lines of "Yoba will protect me, and I am sure he will let me watch over you."

Alex and George would not talk to the player for more than a few words for a full season after this event. George would spend most of his time in the bedroom, so if you had less than 2 hearts with him, you could barely ever speak to him.

And Alex... oh my god, poor Alex. If you were married to him during this event, he just stayed in bed all day. Otherwise, if single, he would just stand on the beach most of the time, staring off into the ocean. If you tried to interact with him, it would just say "Alex is grieving... Better leave him be."

There was also other NPC dialogue like mayor Lewis saying "I haven't seen the community in this state of mourning since your grandfather passed..."

there was also a glitch where you could make Evelyn live forever and there were entire guides for the "immortal Evelyn glitch" that got patched out in the next update. If you tried to perform the glitch after the patch, mr. Qi would tell you that "hey, it happens to all of us. We can't prevent it, and neither can you, no matter how hard you try."

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Could you write about a reader who's basically the polar opposite of Alastor?

𝘗𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘖𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴

|| synopsis : reader who is the polar opposite of Alastor ( and sometimes they kiss ) ||

|| word count: 333! (nice) ||

|| note: i love this trope its so silly,, also jealous al.. mmmhm ||

✯ You were just so entertaining!

✯ How could Alastor not be around such a mopey creature? Your consistent frown and droopy stature, your gloomy tone of voice and your oddly optimistic view could keep him entertained for hours at a time!

✯ Maybe also the fact that you made his thoughts stir into the later hours of the day, a confused feeling knotting up in his chest the more and more you infiltrated his thoughts.

✯ You, on the other hand, were completely unaware of the effect you seemed to have on him. And it was especially apparent when good ol' Lucifer came over to visit and you got this sparkle in your eye that you never had while talking to him!

✯ How dare you, btw.

✯ Alastor would scoff twice as much as usual, trying to draw your seemingly starstruck attention back to him, wanting to talk to you!

"My dear, could you assist me with something, please?" Alastor would appear suddenly behind you, hands on your shoulder as he glared at Lucifer who rolled his eyes at the sudden appearance of the radio demon. You'd jump a little, another thing Alastor grew fond of! You were so easily scared, and he was a sneaky bastard. You glanced up over your shoulder, your mopey little face losing the smile it had held while talking to Lucifer. "Huh? Oh, yeah Alastor.. Just let me finish up our conv-" You barely got to finish your sentence before Alastor had slipped you both into his shadowy dimension, deciding to reappear in his room. You shiver slightly, his grip on your shoulders tightening.

✯ He would very quickly explain himself, beating around the bush as much as he could.

✯ When you heard his reasoning, that little sparkle came back to your eye, along with the smallest of smiles.

✯ He quickly began courting you after that, making sure to walk you downstairs with your arm linked in his!

✯ How nice of him.

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Hello! I don't know if your request still open butttt

I was wondering if you could do Lucifer + daughter!reader?

Where the reader went missing--but not actually missing at all. She was kidnapped by Adam, who wanted to anger Lucifer. Adam had brainwashed her into believing that she was born in heaven, and that Adam, not Lucifer, was her father. The scene where two were fighting and Adam suddenly said like, "Your second b!tch daughter can't even remember you!" At that moment, she appeared beside Adam as if he were her father

(ignore this if you don't like this idea ^^)

𝘔𝘺 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 [part 1.]

|| synopsis: Lucifer has an eldest daughter who he lost in one of the exterminations, or at least he thinks so... ||

|| word count: 1.2k || || note: this idea,,, I need this in a 12 part series, a chapter book,,, its so yummy ||

Extermination.. Lucifer hated that word, he hated the whole ordeal, heaven coming down and slaughtering his people, his daughters people.. His only, daughter. He had lost too much to the exterminations, the first daughter of hell, the true heir to his throne. He never thought he’d lose his daughter in an extermination. That was when he made the rule that he and his family were to be off limits.

He had raged, swearing to heaven that he would burn everything to the ground for taking his sweet daughter away, for killing his offspring. But his anger went unheard, dismissed and forgotten about. Besides, in a technical way, you were perfectly fine, in fact, Adam had been instructed to take you! Heaven believed you were an angel, and deserved to be in heaven with the rest of the angels. That's what Lute was told, anyway.

You had lived your best life so far, up in Heaven with your father, Adam. Everyday had been a party and a happy day, you bared little to no resemblance to your father, but he informed you that it was..

"All Gods plan! Or some shit.."

You never really understood that saying, you never really understood Heaven either.. One mistake and you're not allowed in? How cruel was that! Though plenty of new folk showed up everyday, so you figured the mistake had to be pretty big. You'd have many women to call mother over the years of you growing up, all the women Adam brought home. But none of them compared to your father in your eyes, he was your favorite man ever.

The nights he would wake up and comfort you from the nightmares you had about a 'very red place' and a 'blond man with clown cheeks'.. He told you these were just nightmares, and that every angel has them at some point in their life!

That was a lie.

You having dreams about your previous home was no good, Adam tried his best to clear them from your mind, taking you out on little 'Daddy/Daughter Dates', as he called them, all throughout Heaven, showing you the sights, letting you meet his right hand, Lute, and sometimes if you were lucky, he would let you sit in on the practices he held!

He never really explained what was they were practicing for, and you had been kept away from fighting all your life, so he had convinced you it was some kind of dance. Occasionally, you'd see yellow spill from one of your fellow angels, and like the darling you were, you would be right beside whomever was hurt, patching them up with a happy little smile.

As you grew older, horns to match your mothers had started to grow, and your blond hair only got longer and longer. The first morning your horns had appeared, you were just a child. In fear of 'the devil' confusing you for one of his demons, you tried your hardest to get rid of them without waking your father, but of course, your little sobs could be as quiet as can be and he would wake up. He was your father after all.

When he found you trying to snip off your horns with a pair of kitchen scissors, gold blood all over your precious little face, he felt a true pang in his heart for once. The little face he had grown to actually adore and care for was twisted in such a painful manner, and he felt guilt for once in his life. He would scoop you up into his arms, immediately disposing of the scissors and holding your little shaking and sobbing body close to his chest.

He explained that you were just born this way, and that no one would ever try and take you away from him, and he would never let anyone try. You felt a little better after that, but people in Heaven stared longer than they should have, and people whispered. The horns atop your head where akin to Lilith. You had no clue who that even was, so being compared to her made you confused.

As the years had passed, you kept your hair long, and tried your best to move past hating your horns, besides! You were Adams' daughter! Why should you have to worry? Your dad was the greatest man from Earth! He started all of human life itself! So why are you so worried? What was this pit in your stomach every time your father looked at you for just a little too long, staring past your eyes, looking at something you couldn't see..

Though the pit seemed to swallow you up as you overheard your father one day with your Auntie Sera..

'Extermination.'

That's the word they used, the reason for all that training you had seen as a child, the reason your father had been gone for one day a year. Your heart thumped loudly in your chest and you fell through the door you had been eavesdropping through. Tears streaking down your face as you made your way to your father, clinging to him, begging him desperately not to go anymore, that it wasn't safe, that you were scared for him. The frantic look in your eyes struck a chord with him as he looked down at you, then at Sera with an, 'oh shit' look on his face.

After the two had you calmed, they explained why the extermination had to happen. This only made you panic more.

"They want to hurt us?! Why? We haven't done anything to them!"

You'd try and argue, but Sera would silence your quickly.

"It is the deal we made with Lucifer. This deal was made a very, very long time ago. It is just to protect Heaven and keep Hell at bay. The sinners in Hell are ruthless, especially in the pride ring."

But still you looked at your father, your halo-less head being the only thing he could really look at in the moment. And much like Adam in a moment of panic..

"Why don't you join me this year! I'll even move the next one up by six months..."

Sera almost immediately went to interject, but you spoke faster, agreeing with your father instantly. Besides, you loved spending time with your father. Over the next few weeks, you had been invited to more of the training, and more of the meetings with Lute. You stayed close to you father, and were relatively silent as well. Though you felt better with this decision now that you could stay by your fathers side throughout it.

But something shifted, Adam seemed more and more angry in the days leading up to the extermination, he even got a little snappy with you a few times. But he did apologize and tell you just how stressed out his had been, and you listened whole heartedly. You hated seeing your father like this, disheveled and worn down over some sinners. That's what he called the people of Hell anyway, and the 'winners' were in Heaven. It made sense to you, but others found it kind of stupid.

The day of the extermination, you waited right next to your father with bated breath, hearing him give his little speech and watching the portal into a hot, red place...

|| note: hehe now you guys have to wait for part 2 mainly bc this is getting a little lengthy. ||

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#hazbin hotel #adam hazbin hotel #hazbin lucifer #hazbin hotel fanfic #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer morningstar

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Alastor with a sick reader who has a sore throat and headaches, simply basic fever symptoms

𝘞𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘈𝘸𝘢𝘺

|| synopsis: Alastor / Sick reader! ||

||word count: 207 ||

|| note: tysm so much! I love reading fics like this when im sick <//3 ||

|| note 2: this is a little shorter since life had gotten rather busy LOL ||

For the last few days, you had been sniffling and coughing up a lung for the last few days. One random night you had broken out into a fever, a cold sweat covering your body and your darling lover, Alastor, had condemned you to your room. You had been bundled up under your covers, a box of tissues next to you on your bed, and your radio playing softly from your bedside table.

✯ He tries his best to care!! He really does!

✯ but he just is so uninterested in the whole ‘sick’ situation you’re in

✯ he loves you very much but he is a host! the host of this… prestigious hotel can’t be sick, now can he?

✯ he will check in on you when he retires for the night, bringing you a glass of water and a fresh pair of clothes that he had pressed just for you.

✯ You knew all of these of course, but, 'It's only natural to yearn for my presence my dear! You are mine after all!'

✯ You've had just about enough of that phrase over the days you had been sick.

✯ But you couldn't ignore just how clingy Alastor had been when you had recovered from your illness.

✯ Seems like he missed you more than he let on.

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husker relationship headcanons

|| synopsis : my general and NSFW headcanons for kitty whiskers ||

|| word count: 388 ||

[ NSFW below the cut, MDNI. ]

SFW

✯ Husker loves taking you out to clubs, seeing the other demons look your way, then follow his arm around your waist bring him so much pride he could burst. ✯ Loves dancing with you later in the night when you two are alone. ✯ Many nights end with him lying on your chest, blubbering about his soul, his life, and how he wants to end it all. ✯ Many nights are spent convincing him otherwise. ✯ When you decided to visit him at hotel for the first time, he almost immediately rushed you out, not wanting Alastor to see you and get another upper hand on him.

"Listen, doll-face.. You just can't fuckin' come here, alright?" Huskers voice would be in a low whisper, his eyes constantly darting over his shoulder. When you started to ask why he cut you off with a sharp glare. "You just fuckin' can't! Now get the fuck outta here!" This was the first time he had ever raised his voice at you since you started dating. Needless to say he didn't really see you for a few days.

NSFW

✯ After Husker is well in deep to his drinking, his comment will get more and more slutty, talking about your body and how perfect it is. ✯ Husker never really got very, aroused when he was more sober than not. But on the rare occurrence he was, he wouldn't take you just anywhere. ✯ He'd whisper soft things in other languages you couldn't understand, but considering his paws (hands?) were running over your hips and giving the flesh a nice squeeze, you could take a guess. ✯ He adores watching you take him until you break, some call him a service top. He could watch you cum again and again before he even thought about himself.

"Yeahh, s'good for me baby, come on, you can go again, I know you can doll." He would mumble, his hands (paws?? dawg idk) gripping your hips and pulling you closer to him, stuffing you full of his cock. This had been your life for the last few hours, makeup streaking down your face. Heavy groans and purrs left his throat as he felt you clench around him once again, leaning down and placing a little kiss against your ear. "Mmm, that's it, doll."

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𝓅𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑒

|| synopsis : Cannibalism used as a metaphor for love and desire. ||

|| word count: 754 ||

[ haiii :3c, so this is my first post post on here and i hope you all enjoy! (and i hope i did this justice <3) TW: gore, obvi ]

He couldn't help himself, the day you stepped into his 'Hazbin Hotel' these thoughts started to plague his mind. You were nothing more than a distraction for him, a plaything, a pet. Every waking thought he had was about you, he was completely devoted, heart and.. maybe just heart. And it was like you were purposefully teasing him around, every little action or smile practically begging him to come and devour you. He needed just a taste, a taste of you to calm his thoughts. And he knew that you would do anything to keep the host happy.

When the chill of night filled up Hell in its entirety, and when everyone was fast asleep, something was lurking in the shadows that surrounded your sleeping figure. Here, you looked so innocent, so pure... Angelic. The way you were so unaware of what was going to happen was almost, confounding. Alastor wished for just a moment that he could be truly gentle with you, feel your supple skin under his claws, feel the heat of your body against him, find a pure bliss with you. But you weren't allowing that to happen, you wouldn't let him find that pure bliss, simply because you weren't seeing his utter desperation to have you as his and only his.

You stir slightly from the deep chill in your room, waking slightly to see an all too familiar smile in the shadows of your room. You went to speak, curiosity spread across your face. However, before even your breathing could make a sound, a slender finger had covered up your lips as the radio demon now hovered above you half laid form. Catching onto the hint, you kept your mouth shut, head tilting to the side ever so slightly. In one quick motion, your mouth had been covered, and your head forced back down onto your pillow. Shadows had filled your room, the only light admitting from the red glow coming from Alastor's eyes.

It felt light a slight prick along your midsection, Alastor's skilled claws dragging down to make a quick and soon to be painful incision. Watching you eyes fill up with fear and pain but still never hearing a peep out of your lips brought Alastor a joy he could not explain, seeing how obedient you had been, even if he had just sliced open your torso. Tears began to spill down your face as the pain shot through every nerve you had left in your body, a warm feeling pouring down your sides and pooling underneath you. He couldn't help but watch it in a sort of amazement, it was a sight he had seen a million times over, both in life and death, and yet somehow, when it was you, it was different. It was trusting, it was home.

The horns on his head grew in size as his body stretched and contorted in all kinds of horrific ways, the rising and falling of your chest only urging him to delve in deep to the pool he had made out of your abdomen. His hand left your mouth, yet you still didn't dare to speak, holding in choked sobs as you felt his fingers gently enter the wound, pulling back your layers of skin and muscle. He was so gentle and loving with all of his movements, a static filling the air as he got closer and closer to the source of his desire. That's when he heard it, the thudding of your heart against your bones.

The next sound to join the static was the squelching and ripping of your flesh. You swore at this rate that you were going to die, with what limited vision you had, you dared to glance down for the first time. In his hands you saw chunks of meat and intestine, your blood dripping from his chin as he shoved the chunks further down his throat, guttural growls leaving him as he indulged in his ultimate fantasy. In the past, he had simply come across as an all smiles, old timey gentleman. But now, you understood the fear that came along with the title of radio demon, why people on the street turned around in pure fear, what those broadcasts truly sounded like. The demon before you was nothing like the man you had made delightful conversation with before.

With what you believed to be your last breath, you gave out a soft whisper of a prayer, hoping with your second death that heaven would accept you.

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CELEBRATE!

I HAVE 200 FOLLOWERS !! SO, I'll hold another poll, for 200, and let you guys pick which fic yall want!!

theres more options but these are the ones i'm particularly excited to write for you all!! <3

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Stardew Valley fans are basically little kids who excitedly got up at 3am on Christmas morning, but now they have to wait for Dad to wake up to open gifts.

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CELEBRATE!

I HAVE 200 FOLLOWERS !! SO, I'll hold another poll, for 200, and let you guys pick which fic yall want!!

theres more options but these are the ones i'm particularly excited to write for you all!! <3

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[rosemaryfollows]

god i love making animatics in my head i wish drawing was real

[rosemaryfollows]

Could you write about a reader who's basically the polar opposite of Alastor?

𝘗𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘖𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴

|| synopsis : reader who is the polar opposite of Alastor ( and sometimes they kiss ) ||

|| word count: 333! (nice) ||

|| note: i love this trope its so silly,, also jealous al.. mmmhm ||

✯ You were just so entertaining!

✯ How could Alastor not be around such a mopey creature? Your consistent frown and droopy stature, your gloomy tone of voice and your oddly optimistic view could keep him entertained for hours at a time!

✯ Maybe also the fact that you made his thoughts stir into the later hours of the day, a confused feeling knotting up in his chest the more and more you infiltrated his thoughts.

✯ You, on the other hand, were completely unaware of the effect you seemed to have on him. And it was especially apparent when good ol' Lucifer came over to visit and you got this sparkle in your eye that you never had while talking to him!

✯ How dare you, btw.

✯ Alastor would scoff twice as much as usual, trying to draw your seemingly starstruck attention back to him, wanting to talk to you!

"My dear, could you assist me with something, please?" Alastor would appear suddenly behind you, hands on your shoulder as he glared at Lucifer who rolled his eyes at the sudden appearance of the radio demon. You'd jump a little, another thing Alastor grew fond of! You were so easily scared, and he was a sneaky bastard. You glanced up over your shoulder, your mopey little face losing the smile it had held while talking to Lucifer. "Huh? Oh, yeah Alastor.. Just let me finish up our conv-" You barely got to finish your sentence before Alastor had slipped you both into his shadowy dimension, deciding to reappear in his room. You shiver slightly, his grip on your shoulders tightening.

✯ He would very quickly explain himself, beating around the bush as much as he could.

✯ When you heard his reasoning, that little sparkle came back to your eye, along with the smallest of smiles.

✯ He quickly began courting you after that, making sure to walk you downstairs with your arm linked in his!

✯ How nice of him.

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