Y’all got me genuinely thinking about Gyomei so here are some brain rot thoughts.
He smells good. I’m talking like expensive good. Like if he was in modern times he would have a small collection of expensive colognes. Warm vanilla, bergamot, wood, raspberry, pomelo…
His hands are warm, not too warm that they are clammy but warm enough that it’s noticeable. They are also fucking massive, they could cover your whole face if he held them up. Or wrap around your entire neck
He’s vanilla in bed but that doesn’t mean he’s boring. He’s not into all those crazy kinks but fuck does he love to make you feel good.
He’s a big boy made of muscles but when he’s relaxed his pecs turn squishy and make the best pillows.
He’s strong, regardless of your height or size he’s able to pick you up. The possibilities are endless with him
He’s a great listener but sometimes his advice is more practical than sympathetic. He’ll cry with you if you need him too though, which makes up for it
No bed frame, no spring board, no nothing. Y’all sleep comfortably on the floor because activities that aren’t sleeping would simple destroy the framework of the bed. You both learned that from experience unfortunately. Though it’s quite amusing to know your husband literally broke the bed fucking you.
He always uses nicknames when you’re alone. “My love” “my heart” “my shining light” like damn, he’s so sweet.
He’s packing. Split you in half, rearrange your guts, and take away your ability to walk packing. It took like an hour of foreplay and prep alone to be able to fit him with little discomfort. Though you don’t mind one bit considering he worships your body the entire time
"How do I look?" you asked, spinning around slowly, as you checked yourself in the mirror before turning to Mizu. Your eyes twinkled with mischief as you noticed her gaze lingering on your rear end.
The two of you had already been in a relationship together for almost a year now. To celebrate your anniversary, you both decided to fly to Japan for a trip.
Your question clearly broke her out of her trance. "You look great." she muttered, looking your outfit up and down. Then she walked up to you, keeping her hand on your waist, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek. "Let's go." her hand went from your waist to your hand, pulling you behind her. Your heart racing with excitement, allowing Mizu to lead the way out of the hotel room and down the stairs, hand in hand.
As Mizu navigated you through the hotel lobby, heads turned their way, drawn by their youthful energy and evident chemistry. Both of you didn't seem to notice or care about the attention, lost in your own world as you embarked on your day together.
As you two walked along the street, your eyes caught the stalls with colorful items. You let go of Mizu's hand and walked over to the stand with small glass animal figurines. They were the size of your little finger but were very colorful and detailed which made them unique. Mizu followed you like a lost puppy, her curiosity piqued by your sudden interest. She glanced at the little figurines and let out a soft gasp of admiration. "They're beautiful." she commented, reaching out to touch one of them with a fingertip.
The seller looked up from cleaning another figurine, his eyes lighting up when he saw Mizu. "Ah! A fellow collector!" he said excitedly. "Which ones catch your eye?"
You looked at the seller and then at Mizu, waiting to see how she would get out of this situation. Seeing her confused look, you giggled quietly and you tried to direct her with your eyes to a small figurine of two sleeping cats, cuddled together. Mizu raised her eyebrows, looking at you and then looking at the figurines. Finally her eyes landed on the adorable pair of cats and she couldn't help but smile softly. "These are adorable."
"Ah, true love!" the seller laughed heartily, his wrinkled face lighting up with delight, as he saw the tension between you two. "These two are called Eternal Love, they symbolize everlasting companionship and passion shared between two souls. They would make perfect gifts for someone special, wouldn't they?"
Mizu turned to you, her cheeks a slight shade of pink in embarrassment. She squeezed your hand, the corner of her mouth curling into a mischievous smirk. "Thank you, we'll take them." she said quickly, trying to distract herself from seller's suggestive comment.
She accepted the figurine gratefully, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of crimson. She managed to stammer out before turning to you, rolling her eyes playfully. "You're such a flirt." You giggled at her reaction. You knew very well that Mizu wasn't a big fan of being clingy in public so you decided to tease her a little and disturb her balance even more. "You're blushing so hard right now. You know?"
Mizu huffed lightly, trying to hide her amusement. She elbowed you lightly in the ribs as you continued to stroll through the market. "I'm not blushing." she lied, although it was clear from her flushed face that she was still embarrassed by their exchange with the seller.
"Yeah, of course not. You never blush." you said jokingly, just looking at her from time to time with large smirk on your face.
Mizu playfully punched your arm, but beneath her teasing exterior, there was a hint of happiness at being teased by you. She wrapped her arm around your waist, gently pushing you forward. "Alright, alright, enough with the teasing." she said, steering you towards another stall selling colorful handmade scarves and shawls.
Could I request Kiji (nanbaka) x male guard reader that always wears a clown mask (like the image without the red nose, instead it's just a normal nose) like no one's seen him without it.
https://pin.it/6LTfYpj (the clown mask, but without the red nose)
But without it on he's gorgeous?
For his personality I'm thinking he barely speaks but when he does he speaks in riddle's, oh and he laughs and giggles at lot, he sometimes just starts randomly laughing or giggling, btw he can be mean (he's barely ever actually nice, and he's not shy btw
Oh you can do this as a face reveal almost? (It wasn't him who chose to do it, it was an accident)
A/N: Sorry I didn‘t do the riddle speaking since I have no idea on how to implant it, at the end Y/N is out of character, again I am sorry. Hopefully you like it. I had my fun in writing it. Also didn‘t do any beta reading
ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE. MISTAKES MAY BE THERE
‘‘If someone would to describe Building 3, they would say it‘s interesting. I mean there is one Guard who is everyones stylist in building 3, some dude who has an interesting way to dress up and than there is the most mysterious one of all these… A guy who wears a clown mask all the time, who almost never speaks and if he speaks,he speaks in riddles and everyone is left confused. He also randomly starts giggling or laughing.
No one really knows what his face looks like. Uno actually once tried to pry the mask off his face but it was like glued into his face. Many started rumoring that the reason he is wearing that mask, is because he is ugly under that mask. Y/N, the guard we are talking about, never denied nor confirmed these rumors and he never plans to until…
It was a nice morning for once in the Nanba Prison. ‘‘ So Y/N, it is very hot outside and you wear that mask… Isn‘t it hot under it?‘‘ asked one of the prisoners of Building 3, to be exact Trois. In the past he made clear that he had quite the interest in Y/N. Like expected there came no answer from Y/N. Why should he answer? It is none of Trois‘s Buisness. It was quite for while until Y/N started giggling. Like always it is random when he does. Ahato came into the picture : ‘‘ What‘s got you all so giggling?‘‘ Ahato asked and looked at Trois. He just shrugged. ‘‘Okaaayyy, anyways Y/N, Kiji wants to see you in his office‘‘ Y/N stopped giggling and just walked away without sparing a glance at the people who talked to him
‘‘So, why don‘t you take your mask of? I mean it is highly unprofessional for a Guard to wear a mask.‘‘ That was Kiji‘s first sentance as soon as Y/N closed the office doors. Kiji was joking. He just wants to see the face of the person who is infront of him. ‘‘Where is it you buisness on what I wear? Just look at yourself‘‘ Y/N said. Kiji should be offened at what he said but his voice was just so attractive. After just standing there Y/N just decided to leave. Little did he know that was going to be one of his biggest mistake.
Sometimes time is going at speed. Some days where time is going so slow that one hour feels like five hours and on other days times goes so fast that one hour was actually five hours. Today was one of the days where time is going fast. In just a blink it went from 8am to 12pm and with that also lunch time has started. So normally Y/N would go to the cafeteria, get his desired a food and leave to go to a private area to eat it food in peace. After he would be done Honey, Haru, Aki and Trois would sit at the table and would eat their food. Maybe if they are lucky Kiji and Ahato would also come.
Now before we start with the accident, I lied. One person has almost seen the face of the Handsome Clown (Y/N). It was none other than Kiji himself. As a human need, you need to shower. Usually Y/N Showers always alone, he waits until Ahato and Kiji are done so he can go. Well there was this one time were he was showering and Kiji just walked in and took the stall next to Y/N. Let me tell you, Y/N made it clear at the beginning the when he showers that he wants to be alone. Well Kiji forgot it apparently and just took the stall next to Y/N. ‘‘Kiji… what did I tell you guys at the beginning‘‘ Y/N said in a calm and scary voice. Kiji looked to the side and just the outline of Y/N face. He didn‘t saw the face of Y/N really.
(something similar like this, just behind a shower curtain and you behind it)
Anyways after that you can say Kiji was lovestruck. He fell inlove with Y/N. You would think due Y/N Character that he would reject Kiji but no… Let‘s just say Y/N had always that deep down desire for Kiji. Y/N wants to keep up his facade that he built, he didn‘t want to end up like some other guards. He lived his whole life like that. Mean Face Guy. Kiji just somehow broke it. Don‘t worry he keeps up the facade during work but behind the private walls he let‘s the wall down, ONLY for Kiji Eyes. I mean of course only his voice tone. Kiji hasen‘t seen Y/N Face yet, simply because Y/N doesn‘t want to. You would think because of insecurity but nahh, he just too lazy to take off the mask, he only takes off the mask when he showers. He even sleeps with the mask on his face. Kiji thinks it‘s weird. The thing is, Kiji tried to take off the mask from Y/N‘s face when he was sleeping. Turns out Y/N has an inner sensor when someone‘s hand is near his face. He just grabbed Kiji‘s hand, before it touches his mask and just plain up coldy said ‘No.‘ After that Kiji never tried again.
Let‘s go to the said accident. Y/N grabbed his plate of food from the counter and walked to ‘his‘ section. He didn‘t get far. Uno from building 13 ran straight into Y/N and knocked both of them down. Somehow during this the mask slipped from Y/N face and EVERYONE saw his face. Some had fangirling moment, some passed out and some of them looked scared. Y/N didn‘t look pleased. Uno laid still on the ground meanwhile Y/N slowly stood up. He just looked at Uno, with an blank face. Yes it was a very classy way that his face was revealed. Y/N thought that someone steals his mask while he was showering and because of that he was forced to walk around without his mask to search for the thief. He thought that‘s how his face was being shown to everyone. He didn‘t expect it to be in a classy way. ‘‘Now, what were you thinking number 11?‘‘ Y/N asked. Uno was shocked and didn‘t bring out a peep. He just stared silently at Y/N with pure shock. Y/N took Uno by his collar and brought him really close to his face. ‘‘I asked you a question‘‘ Y/N said slow. His question was answered pretty fast? Why because an angry looking Hajime Sugoroku stromed into the cafeteria. Hajime‘s anger got even worse when he saw the scene infront him. ‘‘UNO WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!‘‘ Hajime asked, he wasn‘t very pleased. Uno started to stutter but no real answer came out. Y/N let go of Uno and he fell down with a very loud thud. Y/N just grabbed his mask, put it on his face and just walked away.
He left everyone by surprise. No one dared to say anything.
AND that is how everyone got to see Y/N face‘‘ Nico explained to Jyugo. ‘‘I AM ONE DAY SICK AND I MISS EVERYTHING SPECIAL. WHY? Also Guard Kiji and Y/N are dating?‘‘ Nico just nodded
Somewhere in Nanba Prison:
‘‘My handsome clown, I love you sooo much‘‘ Kiji said with a lovestruck face. Y/N was just laying on his chest and smiled to himself and just cuddled himself as close as possible to Kiji, he said, more like mumbled an ‘I love you too‘.
Not big in PDA but loves when you're alone together. He's very touchy in private and loves to just lay in bed or on the couch with you.
Loves to have his hair brushed and played with, and will play with your hair too.
Leaves little kisses along your knuckles in the morning before he gets up.
Is very bad with expressing his feelings with words, so he buys you a lot of gifts. They're always very heartfelt and are usually things you've talked about liking or wanting.
He bought you a replica of a childhood stuffed animal you had. He gifted it to you on a random Tuesday afternoon. Didn't understand why you cried about it.
Hisoka Morow
He'll tell you that he loves you every hour on the hour. Hisoka is very vocal about his affection and how he feels.
His love language is quality time and physical touch. He's always cuddling up to your side or lingering around you when you do things in the house.
Takes you on extravagant dates and always brings flowers. He loves to make you fluster and blush with his over the top presentations.
Loves to dance with you as well. He'll teach you if you don't know how. The tango and waltz are his favorites
Chrollo Lucilfer
His love language is acts of service and gift giving. He is always buying (or stealing) you things.
Fancy clothes, jewelry, stuffed animals, you name it, you have it. He wants nothing but the best for you.
Loves it when you lay on his chest as he's reading. Will even read aloud to you if you want.
He also has a habit of rubbing your back in bed. Scratching his nails along your spine and massaging the tight muscles.
Not big in PDA but loves when you're alone together. He's very touchy in private and loves to just lay in bed or on the couch with you.
Loves to have his hair brushed and played with, and will play with your hair too.
Leaves little kisses along your knuckles in the morning before he gets up.
Is very bad with expressing his feelings with words, so he buys you a lot of gifts. They're always very heartfelt and are usually things you've talked about liking or wanting.
He bought you a replica of a childhood stuffed animal you had. He gifted it to you on a random Tuesday afternoon. Didn't understand why you cried about it.
Hisoka Morow
He'll tell you that he loves you every hour on the hour. Hisoka is very vocal about his affection and how he feels.
His love language is quality time and physical touch. He's always cuddling up to your side or lingering around you when you do things in the house.
Takes you on extravagant dates and always brings flowers. He loves to make you fluster and blush with his over the top presentations.
Loves to dance with you as well. He'll teach you if you don't know how. The tango and waltz are his favorites
Chrollo Lucilfer
His love language is acts of service and gift giving. He is always buying (or stealing) you things.
Fancy clothes, jewelry, stuffed animals, you name it, you have it. He wants nothing but the best for you.
Loves it when you lay on his chest as he's reading. Will even read aloud to you if you want.
He also has a habit of rubbing your back in bed. Scratching his nails along your spine and massaging the tight muscles.
Synopsis: You always hated the fact that Illumi was trained to be a light sleeper, that is, until you’re scared in a forest with him and need to get some sleep.
A/n: Its Simp o'clock. I’ll probably make a longer version of this. So if you see two of them, mind your business;) jk enjoy them both or just one of them, I don’t mind!
Your eyes felt heavy, but your mind fought to keep them open. “You’re going to get sick if you keep fighting it off” Illumi called out as he sat down beside you. The fire flickered before the both of you and the warmth from it as well as the warmth from the man beside you only made the task of staying awake much harder.
“Illumi… If I fall asleep, bad things will happen to us-”
“You know I was trained to be an assassin right?” The tone was serious, but his words were teasing. You shot a glare up at him as you leaned into his side, of course you knew he was an assassin. That’s why you fell in love with him in the first place. “Your tone of voice is going to get you in trouble some day my love. I can tell when you’re joking, but that doesn’t mean others will” Illumi didn’t comment back at your statement, for he didn’t really care what anyone thought of him, except for you. What you said mattered to him. You only mattered to him.
Which is why seeing you so sleep deprived broke his heart.
Wrapping his arm around you, Illumi drug you deeper into his embrace as he watched the fire flicker. Your hand rested on his chest, gripping his shirt everytime you began to drift off into sleep. It was so quiet between you two, it was so peaceful.
“Illumi” you whispered out, tight grip on his shirt loosening as your body started to give in to the darkness. Illumi only squeezed you harder against him, leaning more against the tree so you could lay down a bit against his body. “I was trained to protect myself during times of rest. This means that I will protect you as well. Now sleep. I promise you we will wake up tomorrow.”
You nodded sleepily against him, no longer wanting to argue with the scenario. He was right after all, Illumi was a light sleeper and was trained to keep half of his brain active as the other half rested. While the trained assassin no longer cared about his safety during times of rest, it didn’t change the fact that he would protect you no matter what. And if that meant he didn’t get the best sleep in the world while you slept like a baby.
Leaning on the railing with your head propped up by your arm you stared at the undeniably charming man beside you.
With a cigarette held between his fingers, wisps of smoke curled upward.
With no shirt, you could see his muscles rippling with every subtle movement and with his hair slicked back you had a clear view of his face that never failed to make your heart speed up.
Sensing your ogling he turned his head and met your eyes that flickered with adoration.
“Careful love, you're drooling.”
To meet your eye level he mimicked your position and set his eyes on yours.
You touched the corner of your lips and as you suspected he was teasing you.
“Am I that charming, my love?”
“Charming? I was just wondering how such an ugly brute exists.”
Laughter slipped out and unknowing to him the sound warmed your heart.
“Is that so?” Chuckling he put his cigarette down, crushing it with a light force and took out another, lighting it up.
Just as he raised the cigarette to his lips you swiftly stole it from his grasp and brought it to your lips. You inhaled deeply, savouring the familiar taste that flooded your senses with a wave of nostalgia.
“Now now love, stealing is rude.” Tch. How ironic.
“Says the infamous leader of a group of thieves,” you scoffed, “though you should teach me your ways of stealing. I'm quite interested.”
“I'm afraid it is too late for you to be asking that. You've already mastered the art of stealing.” He grinned.
“How so?” you asked inhaling again but before you could release a sudden fit of coughing seized you.
“You've already stolen the heart of this infamous leader of thieves. What else could you hope to steal, love?”
Your eyes widened and you smacked your hand against your chest.
He couldn't tell if you were coughing or laughing but still made an effort to stop your coughing by gently patting your back.
You wiped your nonexistent tears as you took deep breaths in hopes of calming down.
“You..you.. bastard.”
Punching him on the arm you shook your head.
Before you could take your arm back he pulled you towards him making you land on his firm chest.
With one arm wrapped around your lower back and the other around your shoulders, you were caged in his embrace.
Your eyes widened at the sudden assault and you turned to push him off but the feeling of his warm breath fanning your neck made you stop in your tracks.
He nuzzled his head into your shoulder mumbling something into the side of your neck.
“Whatever you wish to make yours I will steal it for you.”
Just like his embrace, his words were also comforting.
As if his hold on you wasn't already strong enough, his hold on your heart that was once entrapped within unbreakable barriers had become even stronger.
You responded by embracing him, wrapping your arms around his neck, and he held you tighter.
It was a moment of comfort and solace, and his grip conveyed a sense of warmth and safety.
You felt overwhelmed by the rush of emotions.
His warmth, scent, and his voice, all made you go crazy.
“I don't wish to let you go..”
“Then don't.”
He smiled at your blunt tone, but was glad to hear that you felt the same.
your voice is muffled by the muscle of his thick shoulder, it’s bulbous shape warm and two toned texture with healed scars and regular skin
a low aggravated groan erupts from the depths of his chest as he shifts to bring you close to his body, his arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you deeper into his chest as your legs instinctively wrap around his torso, inhaling the scent of lavender and musk that emanates from him as you melt into his arms
“you cannot possibly expect me to get up from here, woman.”
Sanemi’s voice is harsh and gravely, annoyance laced in it along with a twinge vulnerability to please not make him get up from his comfortable futon with the love of his life in his arms as he lightly nuzzles the top of your head.
Sanemi is the type to be interested in you but will never say a damn word first, he’ll steal small glances but never come up to you, you’d have to initiate conversation wether you’re a civilian or part of the corps.
He’s curt but honestly means no harm, holds back on being pushy but theres genuine interest like a dog holding back on pushing and nudging its nose into something it’s curious about.
If you’re a civilian he’ll somehow make time to stop by and visit you once you’ve grown acquainted with eachother, a small walk in the town whilst you tell him about your day and he tells you about his.
If you’re a corps member the others will look at you like some kind of mysterious force, they’re so use to seeing him riled up and ignorant they cannot possibly fathom sanemi having the patience to be decent to someone else, let alone have someone as pretty as you engage with him.
Hi! Finally able to request. I really enjoy your work!
Can you try a creator who use their power through music (like singing or playing instrument) in an Imposter-AU with the Archons? (The voice of the Creator is heard as the sound of nature like wind or water, though. No one knows their true voice)
Thank you so much.
🎄Merry Christmas🎄
Welcome @peaceindreams ! I'll see what I can do with Your Request :D
Also VERY LATE Merry Christmas—I'm writing this a few days after Christmas.
Archons Realize Reader is a MUSICIAN WOAHHH
To be honest, you were kinda just minding your business when the Archons found you and your ever-singing glory.
They SHOOKETH so good job! Let's nitpick at their reactions! >:)
(Warning: Might be OOC!)
Venti
Wisp boi HELLA SHOOKETH. But he also happi boi so good job!
Wants to hear your voice sing and not the wind just continues to gently smack his face. Don't get him wrong, he's probably the only one who can actually listen and understand and compute with what you're singing, but like he really wants to hear your actual voice. He thinks it'll be such a treat!
"Your Graceee...Is there a way to let these humble gods hear your voice? Pleaseee? This bard will make a ballad about it and the world shall start spewing about it right after!~ Hehe, it'll be a big hit, one as grand as your visage!"
He really wants to hear you sing now. Good luck explaining that you got no control over dis :)
Zhongli
GRANDPA ABSOLUTELY SHOOKETH. But he finds it pleasant to see that you're having fun and enjoying your time in Teyvat.
Unlike the airhead beside him, he cannot understand what you are singing, and he feels kinda disappointed that he can't enjoy it too. He would share the memory—
Ahem, anyways. Loves it, 100%. Bro's a huge supporter even though he legit has, like, zero comprehension of the situation. He's also giving Venti some bombasic side-eyes.
"Your Grace, please do not be pressured by this wind god. While it would be a stunning blessing, do NOT feel like you owe us anything." You know those memes where like, one person is forcing someone's head to bow while they bow to apologize to whoever got offended? Yeah, it's that one meme except it's Zhongli making Venti bow for his idiocy.
Grandpa wants to hear your voice fr this time, but bro's not gonna force it upon you. Grandpa will, nevertheless, share the memory over osmanthus wine, because "Osmanthus wine tastes the same as I—"
Ei
Raiden Ei, Raiden Ei...I honestly think she feels like she doesn't DESERVE to hear you sing. Like, she feels like she just intruded on your personal space and she crossed some sort of line.
But the wind's pleasant and all of the surrounding area is practically glowing as you sing. Your voice practically carries throughout the place, becoming the nature, the water, the wind, everything.
"Your Grace, you need not heed to the request at all. We are more blessed to be in your presence enough." As much as she's getting more and more used to the present times of Teyvat, she's still kinda stuck in her ways a little. She still thinks of you highly and does not let her beliefs falter.
She really doesn't think she deserves to hear your voice, but she is also very curious. Never wants to push though because she's old-school.
Puppet Shogun looking at this and going "This will be forever engraved in eternity" as Ei is shaking the Puppet Shogun by the shoulders like "NO, WE SHOULD NOT BE HEARING THIS WHAT KIND OF PROGRAM ARE YOU ON I DID NOT PROGRAM YOU LIKE THIS—"
All in all? Mental crisis! :D
Nahida
Cute god loves you! She loves how the flowers bloom, how the wind flows, how the water speaks—not even analogies can describe the amazingness of it all!
She's grinning so wide with such wholesome-wide eyes, like an actual child discovering music for the first time or smth ykwim? IT'S ADORABLE IS WHAT I'M TRYING TO SAY.
"Your Grace...is it possible if we could see this more? You don't have to, of course, but this is really amazing!" She's practically GLOWING with excitement and nervousness. While Nahida wants to hear you sing and see you enjoying your time, she doesn't want to push boundaries!
Safe to say, she'll support whatever your answer will be!
Furina
Girl's flabbergasted. She thinks she might have been sent to both celestia and hell because it was hard to compute whether she was trespassing or if she was being blessed.
Furina is utterly speechless to how your voice alone commands presence and power without even needing to try so hard. Anyone, absolutely anyone, can tell you are truly the Almighty Creator.
Though she's retired from being the Hydro Archon, she still has the slight dramatic flare she has had for 500 years. And she's got to say, she absolutely loved your performance!
"Your Grace, if I could humbly suggest a request on the behest of the follow archons beside me." Furina dramatically bows a little. "May we be humbled by your presence, and continue to gaze upon our unfathomed eyes of what a real god can truly do in the likes of the world? I'm sure this will bring many beautiful pieces of art—be it music, visual arts, dramatic arts, and so on!" Girlie doesn't realize she made a beautiful monologue about your singing on the spot, but one thing's for sure—she loves you and you singing, even if her ears can't understand it. It was still a beautiful piece.
After all, she was the All-Powerful Hydro Archon before she retired. She knows power and art when she sees it, and you bypass all forms of mortal concepts. You're practically her favorite musician!
Please grace her—I mean them—with your singing! It's too beautiful to miss!
Ghost Rebel Side Notes: I am SAD I couldn't finish this when it was still AROUND CHRISTMAS SOBBING, but I hope y'all like this post, though! Hopefully my next post won't take too long—but I'm not gonna say anything because rn I'm EATING those words up like it's for breakfast lol—I'll see you all next time :)
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