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Okay the spn prequel basically takes place in a different universe, so not really even a prequel just an alternate universe so jackles can play with the characters like Barbie’s. I can’t say it’s good, but as someone whose sunk a decade into spn and has all the syndromes I actually really enjoyed it.
wait is it actually an au? like they say it's an au? like is it just something dean made up or does he actually travel to a different universe? or is it supposed to be this universe but it doesn't make sense so we've decided it's an au?
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anghraine · 2 years
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Somehow it’s only just occurred to me that certain flavors of Padmé discourse bother me for the exact same reason that Elwing bashing bothers me.
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pynkhues · 7 months
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Our landlord put our house up for auction this weekend, and it's all just been stressful and exhausting, but this weekend I finished Broadchurch and fell down multiple celeb gossip rabbitholes which has been weirdly relaxing, haha.
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astrxealis · 1 year
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this GUY............ shidou hi <3
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babylonbirdmeat · 9 months
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I'm a man of many dimensions, I am a brutal killer, but I am a funny little doe boy that considers every video game unplayable if there isn't a mod to make me a cute deer
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moki-dokie · 5 months
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kay so on my 5th rewatch and something i wanna point out that is such a brilliant acting choice: kenneth branagh's very specific speaking cadence for fowler.
fowler's cadence threw me off so hard the first watch i could barely even tell he was irish. my gf thought he might be from around glasgow. neither of us could pin it down. it is NOT the cadence of a native english speaker, no matter the accent. the words flow strangely into each other like there's no natural punctuation in his sentence structure. even the lilt is kinda different from what you hear in the irish accents today.
so i got to thinking: maybe this is how the japanese hear him? he's fluent, yes, but his cadence is off. he's not a native speaker. it's just slightly off. that could still be a possibility but no, i don't think that's it.
and then i remembered: ireland was still speaking gaeilge in this time period. so i looked up some recordings of native speakers of it from the 1800s, before it got heavily anglicised. and wouldn't you know it, the cadence is pretty damn similar. the lilt is almost identical.
i think fowler grew up speaking gaeilge. and i think the cadence of his native language follows him into his japanese. if so, that's some next-level meta and brillance from kenneth. I'm actually really excited to hear fowler speak around other native english speakers, excited to see if it changes at all. i wonder if he'll mask it, make it more british to better blend in. i wonder if we'll get an obvious difference when he speaks to mizu vs. speaking with other english speakers.
i could be wrong about it too but that seems like an acting choice kenneth would do tbh. either way it's intriguing as fuck fowler is such a cool and terrifying villain. as much as i think mizu should have slit his throat on the boat and tossed him overboard, i'm happy we'll get more of him and his weird lovely scary voice.
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mothwingwritings · 9 days
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Your Yujiro x reader has been on my mind recently, and an interesting idea came into my head - what would happen if the reader somehow stumbled upon Yuichiro? What would he think of the whole situation, particularly because he is of a *very* different temperament than his son? Would he develop some sort of feelings for (reader)? I'm pretty sure Yujiro would be pissed to see his father meddling in things 😭
You're one of my fav writers on here!! Keep it up ❤︎ and make sure to take care of yourself ☺️
… I can’t believe I didn’t think of writing anything for Yuichiro before this ask lol. How could I write so much about the Hanma family’s favorite girl (you) and never mention Yuichiro???  Shame on me tbh, let’s change that now!
(And thank you for your kind words!!! You are very sweet! <3)
WARNINGS: Mentions of sex, noncon, past abuse, and stepcest.
If by some miracle act Yuichiro was able to obtain a corporeal form and once more walk amongst the living, he would be very intrigued by how far his lineage had come and what the Hanma’s were able to accomplish. Being the start of it all, he had a vague idea of how things most likely have progressed. There is no doubt that his unruly son has grown massively strong, and he’s sure that strength has caused countless problems for people near and far.
He was aware that Yujiro had children at this point, taking quite an interest himself in Baki and Jack’s development. Children weren’t always guaranteed to take after their parents, so it was always a delight when at least one of your offspring was able to carry on the family line with the strength and power you and your ancestors worked so tirelessly to cultivate. When Yuichiro found out that of all the children Yujiro had fathered, not just one, but two showed such immense potential? He was as pleased as he was proud, even more so to discover Baki and Jack lacked the level of belligerent arrogance that made their father an unbearably volatile presence to be around.
While he was taking note of his family line he happened upon a surprising outlier- you. He was at first puzzled by the fact that the Ogre, with all his rampant testosterone, was even able to produce a daughter. When he dug a little deeper and realized you were adopted into the family, while that in and of itself made sense, it left him with even more questions. Why would someone like Yujiro go out of his way to adopt someone else’s child, let alone a female, when he barely cared about the children he himself had brought into this world? Based on the limited knowledge he had of you, you didn’t have any kind of superior strength or secret, hidden abilities that may have spurred his son to take you under his wing. So how exactly did you become awarded with the name of Hanma?
The mystery became too intriguing to ignore, thus he sought you out.
The moment he saw you, he instantly began to understand your appeal. He kept his distance at first, not wanting to overwhelm you with his presence as he made his initial observations. From what he could gather, you were a thoughtful girl, kind and affable to your friends and strangers alike. He noted that you seemed a little jumpy, on edge in scenarios you should feel more at ease, and he worried that maybe he wasn’t concealing himself enough and you were catching on to his surveillance. You may not have Hanma blood in your veins, but you’ve been around them enough to recognize the specific aura they exude. He would need to be more careful, maybe conducting his research on you was best done through other means.
Hence, he decided to look into your relationships with his son and grandsons, hoping to get a better picture of who you were as a person and unravel the secret of how you became intertwined in their lives.
However, what he ended up finding out was not anything he ever expected.
As soon as he learned the horrific truth of how his family had handled you, the revolting nature in which not just his son, but his grandchildren, showed their ‘affection’ for you, he was at a loss for words. Yuichiro was beyond disgusted by their actions, particularly due to the fact that their aggressions were against an innocent woman who had no means of defending herself against the brutes that were incessantly at her heels.
Your jittery nature made complete sense now. You weren’t constantly on edge because you were a naturally excitable person- you were on edge as a defense mechanism. You had to be cautious around everyone for your own self-preservation, frightened that you may unwittingly be subjugating yourself and the people around you to extreme danger by being in a public space. The man who was supposed to be your father figure had assaulted you, hurting and scarring you in irreparable ways. The brothers that you loved and looked to for protection ended up having the same perversions as the man who had created them, betraying your trust in their attempts to force themselves upon you.
Disgusted wasn’t a strong enough word for what he had felt upon learning these revelations. His disappointment in his kin was immeasurable.
When he finally introduces himself to you, it’s apprehension that greets him in return. He can see the fear reflected in your eyes as you were faced with the instant realization of his strength the absolute power he held over not just you, but anyone who may step to him. Yuichiro was a complete stranger to you, in fact you probably hadn’t even seen a picture of him to make any sort of connection. But he could tell that within moments of making your acquaintance, you understood who he was. He was a Hanma, and therefore, he was a threat.
Seeing you cower before him, your whole body vibrating in a state of alarm, eyes darting around the vicinity as you tried to map an escape route should this meeting go south… it broke his heart. It wasn’t that he was immune to your charms, Yuichiro could definitely see the appeal of wanting to be close to you in an intimate manner, but to take you by force? To treat you so horribly, handle you so violently? It took all his power not to make his rage over the injustices you had faced show on his features, lest he frighten you further.
It took a while for you to warm up to him, but the relationship that blossomed was well worth the effort. You were a lovely person all around, beautiful in every sense of the word. The more he got to know you, the more he saw your true personality shine through, and the longer he spent with you, the more his affection for you grew.
Yuichiro had made his decision. You would be safe with him-completely and undeniably cared for under his watchful eye. He would be the father Yujiro never could be, the protector your brothers failed to be. He would become your family, a true family, and insure that you will never have to spend another day living in fear ever again.
In short, Yuichiro’s arrival would probably be the ONLY thing that would ultimately protect you from Yujiro and the rest of the Hanma family. This is great for you because he’s a man of his word, the moment you come under his care Yujiro’s entire existence is like a distant nightmare, and that is something you are exceedingly grateful for. However, you feel the absence of Jack and Baki much more profoundly, as you considered them to be your true family and still love them very deeply. Even though you know ultimately this arrangement is for the best, and you feel much safer and happier in Yuichiro’s care than you have ever felt with anyone else in your life, you still find yourself missing Jack and Baki greatly. Even with their betrayal shattering the last of your innocence, causing you deep and lasting scars, life without them still hurt, and you don’t think you’ll ever heal enough to ignore the pain.
… All this being said, it wouldn’t be on brand for me to answer this without fucking it up a little bit, right?
After some time living with Yuichiro, growing dependent on him for basic care and protection, his fondness for you begins to manifest in ways that are… shocking, even to Yuichiro himself. 
Maybe it was the long absence of a lover that began to steer his desires, or perhaps it was the sweet and selfless nature in which you offered your love to him? Who knew it would warm his heart so much to see you standing in the kitchen, sweet little apron tied around your waist as you hummed a little tune, hard at work preparing a new recipe you had picked out specifically to please him? All the little things you did without a second thought made is body and soul ache for you.
You were always cute, but when exactly did you become so irresistible to him?
It caught him off guard to feel a flutter in his stomach when he saw your smile or heard your laugh. At his age he figured he was far past feelings like this, especially with someone so much younger than himself, especially with you.
He didn’t expect the blush that dusted your cheeks when he entered the bath you were currently occupying to excite him as much as it did. He took great pride in the control he had over his body, keeping his emotions and desire in check was one of his strong suits. But seeing you there, bare and bashful, trying desperately to cover yourself while your eyes refused to linger on any part of his exposed body for too long… you were definitely testing his limits here, sweetheart.
Did you know how effortlessly beautiful you were? Did you realize just how tantalizing even the most innocent of your actions were? Would it upset you if he told you how pretty he found your body, as his eyes drank in every inch of skin you were working so hard to hide? Would it scare you if he helped you to understand just how much sway you had over not just his heart, but all of his wants and desires?
He had chided and scorned his family for their mistreatment of you, the sick, twisted feelings they pummeled you with not only threatened your existence, but were also a stain on the illustrious Hanma name. Yuichiro wanted nothing more than your happiness and your security, both were things he took great honor in providing to you, and he found his own joy in knowing you felt contentment with him after so much suffering. But he was starting to get an itch that was growing harder and harder to scratch. An itch he felt his kin was all too familiar with.
Maybe he’s not so different from his son and grandsons after all?
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Diamond
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Scenario: the first time you met, he killed someone but you weren't scared. Your friendly attitude confuses and intrigues Sanzu to no end
Pairing: Sanzu Haruchiyo x female reader
Requested: no
Genre: angst/ fuff?
Warnings: mention of death, gun, blood; death threat/being at gun point, humor?
Word Count: 1100+
A/N: he's probably very ooc (my bad...), reader has to be insane for this tbh
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"You know, you're not actually supposed to kill people", you said calmly and stepped out behind a tree just seconds after the shot was fired. Despite the words trailing off your tongue so casually, you felt stiff and your eyes got caught on the blood now flowing out of the dead man's head on to the dirty ground.
The long haired man turned around to you, the gun in his hand still lifted and now pointing at your figure in the near distance.
"Hm it felt like I had an audience", he contemplated while his gaze wandered down and back up on you. "So what are you gonna do about it?"
"Nothing", you replied and took another step towards the stranger and out of the shadow. You lifted your head a little and let him see your face the same way you could see his.
The most prominant details you noticed were his long lashes and the scars at the corners of his mouth. Something about him probably should have horrified you, but you felt strangely at ease, which was a first in a long time.
The man didn't look dark or anything like the way murderers were portrayed usually. The hair, the clothes... It was all very bright and colorful. He surely stood out.
"What's your name?"
"You can try to turn me in but it wont work", he claimed with a chuckle at your approach. "It's Sanzu. Sweetheart."
You nodded. "He was scum and deserved it", you said in simplicity and carefully stepped around the body. Then you stood closely in front of the man and looked into his eyes.
"You practically did me a favor. So, thank you, Sanzu." And with that coming from your lips, you got on your toes for better reach as you leaned in to place a kiss on his cheek.
You smiled at him when you drew back.
Sanzu taxed you without the faintest bat of his eyelashes, in spite of the surprised feeling deep down inside his chest.
"Did you just kiss me? You're supposed to be scared and run from me."
"Why? So you can chase me? I'm really not a runner. Sorry", you said before finally deciding to leave the scene. You shouldn't be here. Nobody should.
After walking away a few steps, you spoke even more carefree and gave him a small wave of your hand, saying goodbye.
"You look very pretty and fashionable, for a gangster. See you around."
"You should hope not. For your own sake!"
"Don't get caught!"
It was too late for the warning, though. Sanzu felt like he had been getting caught already, just now, like he had gone into your web. And he knew he wouldn't let you get far away.
What was this unwanted aching in his chest? Why did it feel like you were holding a promise for him? Sanzu needed to know more about you. And he had ways for that.
"Don't worry. I'll find you again", he whispered to himself after he had watched you leave.
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You looked at him as if he wasn't scarred. You weren't mortified. Not even when you knew what he was capable of. Despite having seen him kill someone just mere hours ago.
Sanzu had found you. It hadn't been so hard. He had simply not been able to deal with the thought of not going after you.
He couldn't wrap his head around it.
"Don't look at me like that."
"Like what, Sanzu?"
"Like I'm harmless. I'm not... Whatever you think."
You had been furrowing your brows a bit but at his response your expression relaxed again and you laughed lightly. "Are you saying that because you want to hurt me? Go ahead."
He was thinking about it. He felt challenged and sure enough, a part of him would love to inflict some pain on you and hear you whimper, but not necessarily the way you implied.
No. Sanzu didn't want to hurt you. He wanted to keep you safe. He wanted you with him but he couldn't have said why. Not just yet, at least.
"You don't take me seriously?", he wanted to know. His eyes were taxing when they met yours with a sudden, yet subtle snap of his head.
He held up the gun again. It was aimed to the sky as his wrist was swinging loosely.
But he was still gazed at with a soft smile, although he could tell you were watching him very closely right now.
With a dramatic sigh, he spun the weapon towards your face. But only for a second of shock, then he held the gun closer to his own head instead. You watched the end of the shaft glide along his jaw, up to his temple where he halted.
"You don't think I'm crazy?"
"I think you're a coward. You took the time to find me and yet we're still standing here. And you're not even trying to make me yours."
You weren't saying these things to make fun of him. No, rather the contrary was what you were thinking about Sanzu. Because truly, you wanted to understand him.
You moved right in front of him, looking up at him from under his nose.
Carefully, you lifted your hands and let the fingertips graze down his cheeks. Your sight was caught on his lips, so near, and slowly, you drew your thumbs over the scars by his mouth as you cupped his face with your palms. "They kinda look like diamonds."
You hadn't even meant to say that out loud. But it didn't matter. Mindless words. Nothing but the truth. To you they did. The scars were nothing he had to hide.
Albeit having let you touch him, only watching as you had gotten so close, his eyes were firmly set on you.
"Hm so are you calling me a coward or a treasure? What would you say is more the case? Pick wisely."
Sanzu brought the gun to point directly at your head now, ready to pull the trigger.
"Both seems accurate."
Just maybe, you were the crazy one here.
"Do you want to die?"
You shrugged, your eyelashes fluttered briefly but your eyes stayed set on his.
"Through my hands?"
"For you?"
He didn't respond. His gaze only wandered over the features of your face instead.
Taking a relaxing breath, you closed your eyes, waiting for his decision.
You should be his diamond. So trusting. So beautiful. So raw.
The gun was lowered and you heard the safety click in. Then you met Sanzu's gaze again.
"I'll get you an actual diamond. You just be patient."
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ellieluvr420 · 2 months
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We meet again, darling pt.20 (detective Abby Anderson x criminal reader x detective Ellie Williams)
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Synopsis: Abby Anderson is a skilled detective that's never let a criminal escape her grasp, until you. You've infiltrated every part of her life and she still can't get you. As she grows more and more intrigued by you she finds herself descending further into darkness until there's no way back. She takes your hand and follows you as if your presence is the only thing giving her life knowing that you are the most dangerous thing for her. Her life will never be hers again and she will stop at nothing to keep following you down your path of corruption.
Violence!! I mean obvi but just so you know LOL
OMG cannot believe the series is actually over. I'm kind of sad tbh but i already have plans for an epilogue that i am rlly excited to start. Now that this series is basically done if you have any requests for me to write or even any questions in general pls lmkkkk bc u guys are so cute to chat to I love it <3
You’re woken by someone slapping your face a couple times, your head throbs and every muscle in your body aches, it’s quiet where you are except for the inhaling of a cigar and the sound of drops of water hitting the floor periodically. You keep your eyes closed until you feel a hand pinching your nose and lips shut. Your eyes fly open only to be greeted with the Met bosses face once again, once he sees you're awake he lets go allowing you to catch your breath. Your arms are handcuffed to a pole above your head and your tiptoes are barely touching the floor, you feel a drop of water land on your head and look up to see the pipe you’re handcuffed to is leaking, as your eyes adjust to the dark lighting of the room you take in your surroundings, a basement you assume with no windows but you can’t see any stairs, only a door out of the room that seemed hundred of miles away.
“Good, you’re awake. Didn’t want you to miss any of this of course.” He smiles sickeningly and your face remains completely emotionless. You watch as he walks over to a table in the corner of the room and you notice the various tools: a taser, a knife, what looks like a big lighter but a small blow torch, there are other things but you can’t make them out from where you’re stood. He follows your eye-line and chuckles as he walks to the table where he picks up the knife. “All you have to do is beg sweetheart and I won’t ruin that pretty face of yours.
“Stop stalling like a little bitch and get on with it already.”
“Stubborn… I like it.” He takes the cigar from his mouth and presses it to the part of your chest that escaped from under your top. You hiss but bite your tongue, you won’t let him enjoy this. He looks at you to elicit your response and his face grows unamused by your lack of a reaction. He takes the knife and drags it down one of your arms, again you focus all of your energy on not reacting which only angers him more. He violently slashes at your cheek and a small squeak leaves your lips more out of shock than anything else. You feel the warm drips of crimson dripping down your arm and you see a small puddle gathering below you, the cuts were deep but not life threatening so you brace yourself for more of this.
“You know you heard that story of me killing a man’s wife?” He huffs at your calmness.
“Yes.”
“I heard stories about your wife too. Where is she?“ His face grows dark and he punches you in the mouth, the taste of iron fills your mouth and your dart your tongue out to feel the tear in your lip that was the source of the blood.
“Shut your mouth you little cunt.” He storms over to the table and grabs both the taser and the lighter. You hold your breath in anticipation until he holds the small blowtorch at the arm that he hadn’t cut. You screeched at the sensation and started to thrash until you heard the sound of the taser being turned on, before you can react it’s being pressed to your stomach. You feel as if every nerve in your body is being set on fire at the same time as you convulse with the electric current, he doesn’t remove it for at least 5 seconds and by the time he does you're slumped as much as the handcuffs will allow, everything is spinning and your vision is shaky at best.
“You sent your wife to jail for your crimes. You’re a coward.” The look on his face was indescribable, you knew you had him where you wanted him.
Abby and Ellie were racing through the streets in Abby’s car following the gps to where your location said you were. Abby had slipped a tracker into your bag when you said you’d be going to kill the Met boss on your own. She knew you’d be angry at her for using one of your own trackers on you but she didn’t care, all she cared about was your safety. Her heart was in her throat and her mouth was dry as she drove as fast as her car could take her to you.
Ellie had messaged you to tell you that she’d be at Abby’s so Jeremy knew to pick her up from there but when the message went unanswered both their nerves spiked, Abby had been watching the stationary tracker since you got there but her nerves only got the best of her when it had been an hour and you still hadn’t moved.
“Get out of the fucking way.” Abby yelled at the drivers in front of her, not that it had an effect. There was traffic everywhere and she felt sick at the thought of you not being okay, she left a symphony of car horns honking behind her as she cut people off left right and centre.
“Abby up here take a left, we’re not that far now.” Abby spins the wheel to the left and the car skids round the corner. As they reached the destination your tracker said you were they both grabbed their hand guns that had silencers on them and jumped out.
They approached the house quietly and checked to see if the door was open but weren’t surprised to find it was locked, they walked round the back of the house and found an open window to climb through. They crept through the house checking each room with Abby leading and Ellie following behind watching their backs. They open a door to see 3 men sitting at a table playing poker and before the men could say anything Abby shot all three, they all fell and Abby took a step further into the room only to see you weren’t there either. She whipped her head round when she heard the quiet click followed by the subsequent whoosh of Ellie’s gun being fired twice, she rushed out to see two men dead on the floor on top of each other. Abby looked at Ellie who was just staring at them.
“You okay?”
“Yeah come on we gotta keep going.” Abby took the lead once again until they reached some stairs leading downwards. Abby turned to look at Ellie and they both shared the same look of hope and desperation. “I’m gonna go down there, stay here and keep watch?”
“Yeah yeah go.”
He lurched at you and as he got close enough you kneed him hard in the crotch and then pulled on the chain of your handcuffs and jumped upwards, you gripped your thighs round his neck and squeezed with all your might. He thrashed around but it only made you squeeze tighter, you watched as his lips turned blue and his eyes bulged out of his head, bloodshot and wide with fear. You squeezed harder one last time until you see the light fade from his eyes and feel him go limp against you, you untangled your legs from his neck and watched in amusement as he crumpled to the floor, it was only after watching him for a peaceful moment that you realised you were now stuck dangling from this pipe. You yank at it but it doesn’t budge unsurprisingly.
“Fuck.”
You’re standing staring at the unconscious man on the floor contemplating where to go from here when you hear a loud bash against the door, and another and another until the door slammed open as the wood splintered and cracked. You were sure it was one of his men but when you saw Abby standing in the doorway staring back at you and the man before you with a look that could only be described as relief your body relaxed and you exhaled the breath you hadn't realised you were holding.
“We came to help you but it looks like you’ve got everything covered here.” She gestures at the man on the floor and you laugh a little, the adrenaline that had been powering you was slowly dissipating and every movement hurt, you winced and she came rushing towards you.
“I actually had no idea what I was going to do from here so thank you.”
“Oh my god, did you just say… thank you?”
“Shut up and help me down.”
“There’s my girl.” She chuckles and starts looking around for something to get the handcuffs off but comes up unlucky. “Fuck it.” She grabs a crowbar she found and starts bashing it on the pipe until the section you’re attached to comes loose from the section next to it which sends you falling to the ground, though Abby catches you before you can. As she’s helping you to lean against her Ellie bursts into the room, the look of pure happiness as she sees you is wiped away by devastation evident all over her face when she notices your condition: a swollen cheekbone painted with purple and black as well as a small cut where the skin was broken open from the large ring you noticed on the man's finger, a split lip and a thick cut across your other cheekbone that was still dripping blood down your face, the circular burn mark on your chest and the large seeping cut going down your arm. She noticed the puddle of blood on the floor as well as the way you were trembling and her heart shattered at the sight.
“Come on we need to get out of here.” Ellie sounds rushed and Abby immediately scoops you into her arms, you put your still handcuffed hands over her head so you could hold onto her neck and her arms sat snug under the backs of your knees and around your back, encasing you in her arms.
“You ready?”
“No, I need to kill him.”
“Fine.” Abby puts you down but still keeps you propped up against her side, you grab the knife and the taser and kneel over him, jabbing the taser straight into his crotch and turning it on until he woke up, when he met your eyes you smiled and blew him a kiss, which looked a little comical because of the handcuffs still around your wrists, before slitting his throat from ear to ear, blood splattered out all over you and you felt euphoric. He choked and squirmed but as he went still and the life drained from his face you nodded at Abby and she scooped you up once again. Ellie stayed in front of you two as you rushed out of the house, by the time you reached Abby’s car your vision was blurry and everything was spinning, your injuries were catching up to you and you just wanted to sleep.
“El get in the back with her.” Abby placed you gently into the back of the car and Ellie followed suit as Abby jumped in the drivers seat and sped away back to yours.
Ellie gently manoeuvred you so you were leaning on her chest between her legs. You hadn’t noticed she was crying until you felt a tear drop onto your face from where she was hovering above you.
“Don’t cry, I’m okay.” Your voice was croaky and barely there but she heard you and nodded. She looked at Abby through the rearview mirror and saw the same worried expression knitted into Abby’s eyebrows.
“Can either of you do stitches?” They both stopped their tasks, Abby treating your burns with the first aid kit you had and Ellie cleaning the cuts that littered your body.
“Seriously?” Abby questioned.
“Yeah. It’s not a big deal if you can’t I just hate doing them on myself.”
“You are not giving yourself stitches.” Abby sounded annoyed but her face was a picture of disbelief.
“I’ve done it before and I did a first aid training course when I was 17. I’ll be fine.” You go to sit up but feel Ellie’s hand gently pushing you back down.
“Just stay still please, I will get you the stuff to do the stitches.” Ellie’s voice is soft but firm and you decide to listen considering all they did for you today. Ellie goes to the first aid kit and brings back everything you need. "Before I give this to you, I have to ask, how long ago were you 17?" You roll your eyes at her before realising what she was saying.
"Are you asking me how old I am?"
"Yes." Abby answers for her.
"I am 33. You're 36." You point at Abby then at Ellie. "And you're 34. Now can I please have that?" You gesture at the medical equipment in Ellie's hand with the finger that was already pointed in her direction, she hands it to you as Abby and her nod at each other in triumph that they finally got the answer to the question they were both wondering about earlier.
They both watch in horror as you stitch your cuts as quickly as you can, once you’re done you all breathe a sigh of relief and you sit quietly processing everything that happened today.
“How did you know where I was?” Abby’s cheeks immediately redden and she looks like a guilty child as she avoids eye contact.
“I tracked you.” You pause, taken aback but a smile grows on your face that even you take a second to register.
“Thank you. Both of you, you saved me from myself today. I shouldn’t have went alone but my arrogance is a fatal flaw.”
“You? Flawed? Pshhhh.” Ellie responds and your quirk an eyebrow at her. You all laugh and once they’ve finished treating your wounds they come to lay down next to you.
"Abby can you pass me my phone please I need to make some calls."
"I think you should rest."
"I will, but I need to ring Jeremy quickly. We need a plane to catch tomorrow don't we?"
"You can book us onto the next flight tomorrow." Ellie chimes in.
"I'm not booking a flight, I need Jeremy to make sure the jet is ready to fly tomorrow."
"The jet?" They say in unison.
"Do you actually think I would fly on a public plane? How would I even do that when I'm officially dead?" They laugh at the snobby tone of your voice but also realised you had a point. Abby gets your phone for you and you ring Jeremy to explain, he confirms everything will be ready for you tomorrow so you thank him and end the call.
"I hope you've had fun in the city because we are never coming back."
"Anywhere with you is better." Abby whispers.
"We'd follow you to the ends of the earth." Ellie adds.
You don't reply, simply choosing to kiss both their lips but all you keep thinking, with a sick smile on your face, is:
'I know.'
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tsukiasaurus · 1 year
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Study Buddies - Kei Tsukishima x reader
I saw a TikTok of academic rivals to lovers, and tbh, it really got me thinking. This was fully inspired by @/gregrogstad__ on TikTok. Also hi this is my first drabble on here omg I'm kinda nervous-
Reader is gn but is called pretty
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Tsukishima Kei was one of those guys that you always saw in school, bag slung on his shoulder nonchalantly as he roamed the halls with his best friend Tadashi. He was cold to everyone he spoke to that wasn’t Tadashi, but that didn’t make him not intriguing to you. How his blonde hair fell in tufts along his forehead and curled slightly at the nape of his neck. How his long, slender fingers always seemed to have bandages on them from volleyball practice. He was only observed. Tsukishima was never interacted with. 
Well, until now. 
It had been about 45 minutes since he’d sat down, and you were ready to yank him by the hair and throw him out the nearest window. You were struggling in math, and your teacher was wonderful enough to suggest Tsukishima tutor you before the next test. You weren’t sure if your teacher was sadistic or what, but you were pretty sure that he had it out for you at this point. 
Your grip tightened around your pencil as you clenched your jaw. Tsukishima was watching you carefully, taking notes on how you did your work. He was armed with a red pen, just to make sure that you knew what you were doing wrong. Your teacher had given Tsukishima a few practice tests to help you, and you were still on the first one. After a brief scan to make sure that you did each question, you slid the paper over toward Tsukishima. 
It was quiet for a few moments before Tsukishima sighed, making you look up at him.
“Are you as stupid as you are pretty?” He asked. You nearly choked on air. 
“What the hell is that supposed to mean??” You asked, glaring at the blonde. 
“All of these questions are wrong,” Tsukishima said, turning the paper for you to look at it. “Like this one for example, you’re supposed to divide by this number and then subtract.” 
If you were honest, all of the words meant nothing. They went in one ear and out the other. Did Tsukishima Kei just call you pretty?? 
“Well, whatever!” You groaned. “This is useless anyway. I’m not gonna pass the test, so don’t waste your time.” 
You didn’t care how childish you looked as you placed the pencil onto the table with a firm slap, crossing your arms as you sulked in your chair. It was a waste of time having Tsukishima tutor you in a subject that you absolutely hated. With a soft chuckle, Tsukishima shook his head, placing his pen down. 
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re in middle school with a reaction like that.” He said. “Do you want me to dumb it down for you?”
Without waiting for your response, Tsukishima broke the equation up into several parts. He explained each step and had you follow along with him, allowing you to guess the step that came next. You were hesitant at first, grumbling your answers. With a firm glare, you were sitting upright in your seat again, actually understanding the questions for once. After a few more equations, Tsukishima slid another test across the table. 
“Now put all that together and let’s see how you do.” 
You scribbled down your work, shocked that you could actually understand the questions and actually get an answer without just guessing. You slid the paper back with slight confidence, making Tsukishima cock an eyebrow. He grazed over the questions again, checking your work with the answer key (he didn’t have one given to him, he just solved the equations like a weirdo). Only a few red streaks were found on the paper when he sent it back to you. 
“You still have bit more work to do,” He said. “But I think you got the hang of it for the most part.”
You smiled, proud that you had finally understood math for once. Sure, it took some time and dumbed down equations, but you were on your way to passing the test. 
“But I do think we need to meet up again,” Tsukishima continued, a smirk on his face. “Let’s say my place this Saturday, around 5 o’clock.”
this isn't edited so i hope you guys enjoy!
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txttletale · 1 year
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What's worm? I can't exactly google it bcs of the name but I'm intrigued
worm (2011-2013) is a web novel about superheroes by a canadian author who goes by wildbow. it was published serially over the course of two years and in that time managed to get well over a million words long. i think it's very good for a couple reasons:
it takes an approach to 'deconstructing the superhero genre' that i don't think i've ever actually seen--instead of something like the boys or watchmen it doesn't extrapolate forwards from 'what would superheroes be like if they were real', but instead extrapolates backwards from 'what real-life conditions would have to exist to lead to superheroes acting like they do in comics'. the world of worm is believable, well-drawn, and interesting to inhabit
it has incredible character writing. this might not be one of the first things most people associate with it but wildbow has an amazing capacity for giving characters, even side characters that appear for half a chapter, extremely intriguing personal and internal conflicts. sometimes wildbow will write a chapter from the perspective of a side character you never see again and it will leave you wishing they had their own novel series. also despite a lot of problems wildbow has with Some Demographics, most of these well-developed characters are the female ones, who get to dominate the emotional landscape and the plot in a way that's refreshing to see tbh
the protagonist is great. a lot of attention is paid by some fans to the fact that she's a smart problem-solver, and that is true--her power is 'controlling bugs' in a world where other people can fly and shoot lasers, so she has to get smart with it. but i like her mostly because she's an extremely traumatised freak making horrible decisions and justifying them to herself post-hoc constantly. it's fun and interesting to be in her head
worm gets away from a lot of the more reactionary undertones that the superhero genre often fails to escape by making powers an in-universe result of (and, on a narrative level, a pretty clear metaphor) trauma. they are essentially coping mechanisms exaggerated to the point of superpower--because of this it neatly avoids two genre pitfalls because 1. there is no 'some people are better and stronger from birth' angle and 2. it mostly takes a social view of crime--supervillains in worm aren't cartoonish forces of evil (mostly), they are people who are marginalized and desperate.
the powers are cool. this is lower down on my personal list of reasons i like worm than many people's but it's undeniable true. each character has a strictly defined powerset with certain inbuilt limitations that both work to say volumes about their personality but also make fight scenes fun and interesting to read because wildbow puts a lot of thought into how they interact
this is not intentional and worm is at times downright homophobic but i would be lying if i said this didn't play a part in how i and most people i know think about worm: a queer reading of the main character is very easy to make, and the intense and at times tempestuous relationship she has to the girls around her is damn compelling. don't go into it expecting 'representation' or anything, wildbow has insisted at length that the main character is straight. but fr shes gay af
now all this said: there's a lot of nasty stuff that happens in worm. there is a lot of body horror and a lot of insect horror. there are so many instances of bugs being forced into human orifices in this book i could have filled out this list with that instead. so if that turns you off give this one a miss. child abuse and violence against children in general is also something that comes up semi-regularly.
and to expand on something i said in the post that i assumed prompted this question--when these topics come up, worm does a very very poor job of handling race and a better but still not great job with gender and sexuality. the world outside north america is sketched with a looseness and a lack of research that borders on caricature (i can think of like five organizations/characters that were very clearly named through google translate). the pacing takes a huge hit after a certain event in the back half of the story, and it can be a little exhausting to read because it is both thematically and literally about constant crisis and escalation.
still, if none of that is a dealbreaker for you, i'd recommend it 100%. i'm definitely glad i've read it. it's a powerful story about trauma and authority and control that does reward the outrageous time commitment it demands. there's also a fanmade audiobook if that sweetens the deal for you. i haven't listened to it but i've heard that it's pretty decent for a volunteer effort.
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emojellyace08 · 7 months
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Gun Park ; Park Jonggun x Reader! (headcannons)
A/N: Here's for the delulu simps like me bc why not :) Genre: fluff? (I guess) pairing: character x reader (gender neutral don't mind the pics if you're a dude reading this lol)
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Headcannon: I don't really think Gun is affectionate? This may sound off putting for some but I just think he doesn't really care about dating. This man is obsessed with fighting.
But it will be a miracle if you managed to make this gangster fall for you. His type is pretty much someone who is physically strong yet still being fair and just. He really hates bratty and whiny people (except for Goo but he's still an ass tbh).
If you're the soft and quiet type, Gun won't bother you too much. He will just let you be. In fact it's much better like that because he's not really too talkative unless something interesting caught his attention (about gangs and crews to no one surprise). If you're really friendly and somehow bubbly yet act and think in a mature manner in tough situations he might peek a slight interest on you.
If you're physically weaker he won't mind being your personal body guard if you have the power (like money) to pay him off. If you're just acting like a damn coward he won't care in the first place and he'll let you solve your own problems. But if you really need assistance (at some points he does understand that not everybody is able to protect themselves from others) and if he doesn't mind your presence, he'll be willing to kick someone's ass to protect you. And if he sees a potential in your combat skills he would whoop you off in training.
But despite being a fearless monster at times, I do think Gun still likes a partner who still cares for him yet not too clingy. Someone who will be able to show it in their own and unique way is what I mean. I think he'll appreciate it if his partner can handle themselves on their own because he's really busy most of the time. He also finds it attractive when their partner puts effort on everything that they do and not giving up despite their situations getting shitty at times. He thinks that characteristic is one of the things that makes them strong, at least in a mental and emotional way.
If he started catching feelings for you, I'm sorry but it wouldn't be too obvious. It's just Gun being Gun. He's not really the flirty type of guy, but I guess his love language will be acts of service. Examples are when he opens the door for you and letting you walk in first and protecting you from everybody who tries to lay a finger on you. You may think that he's just doing his job, but the more times you spent together his attraction will be a little bit more obvious.
Not really the jealous type but he'll go a bit bonkers when someone tries to talk to you because of their really foul intentions. He'll use that ass as his personal punching bag if they ever tried to touch you. He might get a bit jealous with Goo when the blonde talks to you too much but he doesn't really mind for the most part. He knows that bastard is just messing around.
When Gun confesses to you, he'll be casual and cool about it. There's no hint of nervousness in his voice or body language. And he will talk about his feelings on the most random scenarios which can make you flabbergasted since it's really unexpected tbh. "Y/N, this may sound a bit intriguing but I think I like you in a really different way. You seemed very fascinating and it makes me really excited. I wouldn't mind if I made you my partner right now".
If you don't like him, you may see a bit of a disappointed frown on his lips and he'll apologize for being "rude". However he'll pretty much get over with it and move on. Yes, it's that fast. At least he confessed earlier before his feelings turn more intense. And he'll still be acquaintances with you if you don't mind. But he'll respect your decision if he makes you uncomfortable and he'll get a new job.
BUTTTT, if you REALLY LIKE HIM he'll get a bit surprised that you caught feelings for him. He wouldn't expect someone like you to fall in love with someone like him. And if you somehow see the good in him despite him being a total psycho in fighting, he'll actually appreciate it.
Gun will also appreciate if you cook for him after he's done with work. Fast food and take out taste good but he just thinks it's really unhealthy if he eats too much calories and fat. So preparing simple dishes is enough for him.
Not really a fan of PDA and public dates? Gun knows that you and him are dating. So it doesn't mean that both of you always need to go outside and waste your money in Disney Land 💀. But if you're pushy about it he can't do anything about it since in some ways he does want you to enjoy even if he's hating every single inch being in a childish amusement park. So expect him to have that poker face for a very long period of time lmao. But still, he probably enjoys it in some way and finds it a bit hilarious when you screech at the top of your lungs at rides and he's just staring at you like -_- "It's not even that scary" "SHUT UP I FEEL LIKE I'M GOING TO DIE BECAUSE OF A HEART ATTACK THERE!". Knowing that this bastard loves thrills that will make him enliven, he wouldn't hesitate to put you in situations that will shock you in a good and bad way (like letting you ride a roller coaster) but he's not that boneheaded to put you in potential harm and push you off to your limits (unlike Goo who is a crack headed bastard).
He's not really empathetic but he will try to understand your situations when you're not emotionally well. If you're upset because of someone else's fault Gun will probably confront the person (even beating them if they tried to fight back and not being honest). But if he feels like you need to work on yourself, prepare to hear some constructive criticisms on his side. His words might sound harsh but he's trying his best to help you out, so don't take anything personally in a negative way.
Gun wouldn't really mind cuddling with you. It also calms his mind and body. And for him, it feels a bit different. Almost weird if you asked me. Now, don't get me wrong in some type of way he does like spending some time with you especially when he has his day off (which rarely happens my apologies). He's just really used with moving his body and beating 500 or more enemies. But he does find it a bit relaxing to get a break with you even for a single day.
Overall he's not the romantic boyfriend but not the worst if you're not ticking him off. It can be a challenge to get along with Gun with the first place so good luck with that.
A/N: I'll probably make a NSFW with Gun but I still haven't finished UI Daniel so if you don't mind, you can be patient about me procrastinating lol good night.
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the-s1lly-corner · 5 months
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HII HELLLOO HIE
so I’ve already sent a recommendation before but idk if it came in beecause my wifi was rly bad that day so yk jus.. resending. Hopefully this time with no complications
May you pretty please make a Jax x (cat)reader with a (dog)puppet?
I took a lot of inspo from catdog on Nickelodeon, the only major difference is that the dog puppets small and connected to the readers hand so as chaotic and wild the puppet might be the readers got most of the control and the puppets shenanigans don’t effect their day to day lives…untill the puppet starts talking and embarrasses the life outta them purely on accident lmao
The readers more introverted and shy and the puppets more extroverted and talkative. So the reader sometimes has to depend on their puppet to do the talking when their social battery runs out or when they’re talking to someone new
I feel like Jax would would be closer to the puppet but would still be intrigued by the reader. Maybe because of a slip-up their puppet made about them or purely because of their..entire concept as a person?? Idk
Hed definitely attempt a few pranks on the reader (like he does to gangle) before the puppet starts yelling at him for it
Anyways uh TY FOR READING HAVE A GREAT DAY!!!
Jax x Cat!reader w/ dog hand puppet!
So sorry for taking so long to get to this, I guess it just got buried in and I missed it :(! I'm so sorry anon <|3
This reminds me a lot of that funtime freddy reader I made a while back, still like how that one turned out tbh
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Honestly he probably says stuff that goes over the puppets head... on purpose... assuming the dog sticks true to stereotypical lighthearted happy go lucky dog character tropes
Or maybe it isnt a trope and I just ran into a lot of dumb dog characters in my life (shrugs)
Honestly I think jax would make light/poke fun at your guys' current situation with the whole, having to share the same body deal
Like damn it's not even like a fusion or rutile twins from steven universe scenario, dog is literally just a hand
Though that's assuming the dog was their own person before the digital world
"Pipe down little man" is thrown out whenever you and jax are trying to have a private discussion or do something cute n romantic
That
Actually makes me wonder.. like of course assuming this is romantic, or maybe the reader is with someone else, how exactly would something like that work?
I mean obv no steamy time is happening since the clothes are physically part of your bodies
So like. Does the dog puppet just. Stick out awkwardly to the side when you guys cuddle??? Do they eagerly latch on to one of yall?
Are you guys poly, or is it just you and jax?
Loads of questions
Honestly Jax has probably become annoyed by the dog at least once and probably put a paper bag over them/j
They fell asleep, like a bird/j
Mentioned this in the Cheshire cat reader x jax post but he would love messing and playing with your tail, get that man a fidget toy
Probably also pokes and probs your ears
Maybe even pets you if you allow it and he feels inclined to
Probably blurts out that you look dumb when he accidentally folds your ears back after petting
Playfully brandishes a spray bottle shen you guys are having a disagreement... may or may not make the tension worse
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jessechambers-ass · 7 months
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What are each Flash Family characters’ unique abilities that set them apart from each other? Jesse cab fly and has super strength but what about the others?
As a middle-of-the-road Flash stan, I will answer to the best of my abilities while citing comic sources if I can remember. @ any smarter Flash stans, feel free to chime in.
Also there's probably some speedsters/Flashfam members I'm probably forgetting so you have permission to roast me for forgetting ur fave.
Anyways! Here's a numbered list!
1. JAY
Jay as the OG can canonically still move at super speed even when the speed force is going haywire bc it does that sometimes.
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Flash: The Fastest Man Alive #1
Pictured: Grampa Jay still being able to go nyoom even when the speed force "disappeared" during Infinite Crisis.
Jay also has the sick Hermes helmet and has been repeatedly shown to be able to throw it as a projectile and have it come back to him. I think it's fair to believe that he's able to control his helmet's trajectory via electrokinesis and maybe a few trick shots. Either way, it's a cool thing he does that no other Flashfam member can do (yet) and I dig it.
2. BARRY
I'm not a Barry stan but I gotta admit it's pretty cool that he apparently has the best molecular control of all the speedsters
3. WALLY
Ok, since Wally has nearly 30+ years of appearances to choose from there's a lot to pick from. I guess it's not exactly an ability but since Wally is most definitely the fastest Flash he's certainly used his speed to do the most insane shit during his time in comics.
EXHIBIT A - Wally freakin' West evacuating a city before a nuclear explosion
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IIRC there's a recent scene on the Flash show where a bomb goes off and to save everyone Barry phases the entire city through the explosion instead of even attempting to evacuate everyone. I mean, that's cool, but there's a reason why I will always call comic!Wally a GOAT.
4. BART
I hope this doesn't as a hot take, I think Bart's photographic memory is an interesting little bit of his character. He basically could be one the smartest ppl in the DCU, but aside from memorizing the entire San Francisco Library as a trauma response, he just chooses to learn about what intrigues him.
EXHIBIT A - Bart once perused a library during a trip to the future and memorized a few things to take back to the present with him. Even when the time stream caused the memories to falter, he still managed to write everything he could remember down before it was gone. King behaviour, right there.
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Teen Titans #88 (2010)
And yes, despite recreating the schematics to a machine purely through fading memory, he does manage to plan-out and build the thing later. The thing turns out to be an advanced VR machine and I can assure you he only used it to reenact positive scenarios, I swear. Trust me, bro.
5. JESSE
Ok, so as the resident annoying Jesse stan I have a lot of panels of her doing cool shit and proving to be one of the more unique speedsters out there, but I'm gonna keep things short and show one of my fave moments with her
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JSA: All Stars #9
No thoughts, just Jesse towing a car at super speed while Artemis, Cam, and Rick ride inside. What a woman.
6. IREY
The last speedster I'll talk about is Irey and tbh she's got a pretty average speedster powerset and we've had yet to see a story that gives her a truly unique ability.
But I just wanna talk about the time she beat a motherfucker with another motherfucker.
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The Flash #794
I love her and also she should've stayed as Impulse, I said what I said
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wildflowercryptid · 4 months
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Hey I brought the dlc for scarlet and violet yesterday and I am going to say I do not trust briar I don't at all I feel bad for Kieran and all that and I hope we can see him get development in indigo disk but I don't trust briar
hell yeah, i'm glad more people are playing it and getting to meet my boy. and i totally get that reaction to briar, there's definitely something going on with her and i wouldn't really be surprised if she served as some sort of antagonist in indigo disk.
personally, i'm more neutral on / intrigued by her rn so i could go either way depending on her actions in the next part of the dlc. i'm kinda hoping she'll end up being more morally grey like raifort comes across as, but i'm also a simple little gay who isn't immune to pretty lady w/ questionable morality so i might still like her even if she does end up being a villain. we'll have to see tbh.
also, this made me want to draw her since i haven't yet so uh.
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morally questionable woman time.
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