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lovelyirony · 4 years

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Silly Goose

so fun fact: i don’t know anything about the plot of captain marvel but i have seen textposts about fury and goose the cat who is somehow not a cat. special thanks goes to @dr3belxd

A lot of shit has happened. Captain Marvel gets reintroduced into earth, and brings Goose with her.

Fury mildly tolerates Goose.

(So this is a fucking lie. Fury gets Goose all of the treats in the world but still is scared of Goose because that little shit lost him an eye. Because of affection.)

The thing is this: people just think Nick has a cat. He likes cats, he does, but he generally prefers that Goose stick around so that she can help him with some enemies.

What he doesn’t like is when Goose decides that she is bored of Carol and would like some adventuring, please and thank you.

This includes when she sneaks on the plane because Spider-Man decided to take a class trip and take the damn suit.

And then there’s Mysterio.

Fury knows it’s too good to be true. Doesn’t mean he can’t help, but he still doesn’t trust this fucker.

“I’m from another dimension where the world ended,” Mysterio says tearfully.

Fury knows for a damned fact that if you were choosing another dimension to go to, you sure as hell wouldn’t choose his. He also knows that Mysterio is not actually from another dimension most likely because he immediately knows small gestures, like a hi-five or a middle finger.

(Fury knows that no one could catch on that fast.)

So, Spider-Man. He’s in Europe taking a class trip and also acting like an idiot because he has a crush. He is also dealing with an identity crisis because he feels like he has to live up to his heroic name and he keeps seeing Iron Man everywhere he goes.

It’s a lot. But Fury also knows something is up, because Maria Hill said she had a bad feeling.

You always trust Maria Hill when she says she has a bad feeling, or else you basically get an end of the world situation.

So, Peter Parker. They have to steal him from most likely the worst hotel in Italy, and Goose immediately zooms and starts purring and butting her head against him.

“Hi kitty,” Peter says, smiling as he bends down to pet Goose. Fury stiffens.

“Don’t get too close to her face. She’ll scratch you up.”

No, instead Goose leaps into Peter’s arms and settles down.

“You’re a nice kitty,” Peter says.

“This is not the point of this meeting.”

They meet Mysterio. Goose leaps out of Peter’s arms and starts hissing up a storm. She arches her back, and Mysterio just kind of takes one step back. Peter frowns.

“Who are you?”

Peter doesn’t give Quentin Beck the EDITH glasses. He can’t, and he’s not sure why he put all his trust into a cat that probably shouldn’t be in Italy, but the one thing he’s learned from animals is that if they don’t like you from the get-go, you don’t get trusted by anyone else.

He sees Beck’s eyes twitch a bit.

“That’s fine,” he says, voice tight. “Maybe some other time, hm? Those glasses could help me out a lot, Pete...”

Peter frowns.

There’s something off. And maybe it’s because he’s finally thinking about this, and the glasses resting in their case aren’t reminding him of the legacy he has now, but something...something is off.

About all of it.

The bar he’s in, it’s shifting and people are looking at him carefully.

“I, uh...I have to get back to my classmates, they’ll worry,” Peter says, lying very terribly. “I’ll see you later, Quentin!”

And he rushes off.

Tells Ned. And MJ by default, who was sick of hearing her roommates talk and decided to eavesdrop.

“Not eavesdropping if you guys are too dumb to notice that I’m here,” MJ says with a shrug.

“That is a lie but I don’t know how to prove it,” Ned says, squinting. “Hey Peter, what did you say his name was?”

“Uh, Quentin Beck?”

“No fucking way. He got past SHIELD and used his real name? Guy’s an idiot!”

“What do you mean?”

“SHIELD didn’t do their research. Beck got fired from Stark Industries because he was trying to sell an invention as a weapon device to the US government against strict orders. Tony Stark fired him, and...wow. Okay. Released BARF, which Binarily Augmented Retroframing. It’s really similar to Beck’s invention, so--”

“Don’t have time,” MJ says. “Peter, he’s after those glasses. Probably because they can see through the holograms he’s using if it’s similar technology. Go tell whoever it is that followed us here. Now.”

For the record, Maria had a bad feeling about Beck. It was too good to be true. Peter Parker rushes into their secret base of operations (which is not secret because at least four people have peeked into the windows, but whatever) and Goose is immediately attached to him.

“What is it?” Maria asks.

“It’s about Beck. He’s not actually from a different dimension, he just manipulates technology and holograms on a whole other level, and we need to stop him.”

Goose purrs as Peter picks her up, absentmindedly petting her as Maria sighs. She gestures to Fury.

“Go get your guns, Hill. We’ve got some shit to take care of.”

Beck is not happy about any of this. At all. Especially not that there’s a fucking cat who apparently just changed the damned kid’s mind about giving him the glasses. He was so fucking close, and no.

To make matters worse, his hotel room is facing a twenty-foot-tall mural of Iron Man. So life hates him a lot.

(Which, of course it does.)

And now he’s facing the stupid cat and the kid in the Spider-Man suit, and it’s just. Ugh.

“I wanted to do this the easy way,” Beck says, getting his suit on. “And now? Well, Parker, your world is about to be so much bigger.”

The illusions suck, by the way. For Peter, at least. He can’t tell what way is left or right, and if he could, it probably wouldn’t make much different. They’re all shooting blind.

Except for Goose.

Goose is unbothered by the green smoke and a guy with a damn fishbowl for a head, and decides that now is the time that she will be a show off.

She absolutely rips the shit out of Beck’s costume. There’s a yell as Quentin Beck gets absolutely slammed into the ground, tentacles reaching for the helmet. He’s held up again into the air.

Peter is suitably shocked.

“Holy shit, what the fu--”

“That’s just what she does when she’s hungry,” Fury says, tired. “Goose, drop it.”

Quentin gets unceremoniously dropped from about ten feet up.

“Oh god,” he groans, trying to roll himself over. “What in the hell...?”

“That’s what happens when you try to pull one over the director of SHIELD,” Fury says.

(Maria does not laugh but there was no “try” about it. Fury had been fooled.)

Peter just. Cannot believe that a cat, who is technically not a cat but something called a Flerken, saved the day. Allowing him to actually enjoy a vacation. That’s...that’s new.

It helps that Fury is still mad that Goose has given Peter no life-altering changes to his physical appearance, and it is very amusing to see a man who dresses exclusively in black and leather roll his eyes as he picks up Goose and hands her another treat.

“Didn’t Carol say not to give her another treat?”

“She took out one eye, I don’t want her to take another one out.”

Goose settles in Fury’s lap, content (for now).

#do you know how fucking badly i had to stop myself from writing jake gyllenhaal. do u know.#like it. it's so bad.#lovelyirony writes #nick fury #mj #mj watson #ned leeds #peter parker #maria hill #maria KNOWS shit okay #quentin beck #mysterio

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tommyparkerr · 6 years

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Something New | Peter Parker x Reader

This is it, guys! THIS IS THE FIC FOR MY 500 CELEBRATION GIVEAWAY! If you have no idea what that is or how it works but you want to enter, please see this post! And if you have no idea who I am and are just looking for some fanfic with no strings attached but still want to like/reblog without being entered, let me know! No harm done :) Either way, enjoy!

Prompt: “Is that me as your phone screen?”

Words: 1.2k

Warnings: Good old fashioned fluff

-Masterlist-

S O M E T H I N G N E W :

“The popcorn’s gone!”

“What did you expect when you kept eating it nonstop? I think I got four pieces total in the whole bag!”

You scoffed. “Be quiet, Parker. You can’t prove anything.”

Peter rose an eyebrow and plucked your hand up, gesturing to the obviously messy palm covered in butter and salt. “That’s all the proof I need.”

You gasped dramatically and placed the buttery hand over your heart. Peter cringed at the sight of the grease transferring onto your shirt, even though it was old and used for pajamas only. “How dare you call me fat!”

You immediately got the reaction you wanted, Peter’s cheeks flushing a deep red and his lips barely parting as he stuttered to reject your proclamation. After a few minutes of watching him hopelessly search for words you decided to put him out of his misery.

“Pete, I’m just kidding,” you laughed, patting his cheek with your non-greasy hand. He scowled at you, pushing your hand away and looking embarrassed. “Oh, c’mon, it was funny!”

“Not cool,” he mumbled unhappily.

“Would it make you feel better if I made another bag of popcorn?”

“Why? So I can get another four pieces?”

You hummed and rested your chin on your hand as if contemplating something. After a few moments you said, “It’ll be a sacrifice, but just because you’re my bestest friend in the whole wide world, I’ll let you have five whole pieces.”

The corners of Peter’s lips twitched upward. “Deal.”

You shook on it, a grin on both of your faces as you stood and went back to your kitchen to find another bag. When it was ready and you’d successfully burned your tongue from prematurely stuffing the kernels in your mouth, you plopped back on the floor next to Peter and handed him exactly five pieces. He only rolled his eyes as he pushed them in his mouth.

“So, are we gonna play the movie or what?”

Peter scrambled to find the remote, which ended up being under his leg. He pushed play and the sounds of clashing lightsabers and the heavy breathing of Darth Vader filled the room again, along with your enthusiastic crunching.

Peter sneaked a hand into the popcorn bowl a few more times but you didn’t bother to stop him; if you were being honest you were getting full, and with that came the lack of energy to protest. You used a napkin to wipe off your hands this time instead of your T-shirt, knowing it was painful for him to watch you stain a ‘perfectly good shirt’—even one that no one but you, your family, and Peter would ever see you wearing outside of the comfort of your own home.

Pretty soon you grabbed a blanket and wrapped yourself up in it, laying on the floor and placing your head in Peter’s lap. His hand habitually went to your hair, tugging comfortably at the strands as he ran his fingers through it. You drifted off soon after that, snuggling further into the warmth that was your best friend.

XxX

The shrill ringing of the bell pulled you out of your daydreaming, signaling that it was time to get to your next class. You sighed in relief. You had chemistry next period with Peter which meant you wouldn’t be completely bored out of your mind like you were for your last class. You shuddered. English.

Making your way through the crowded hall and loud people, you finally made it to Peter’s locker where Ned was already waiting.

“Hey, Y/N!” he greeted with a small wave.

“Hey, Ned!” you exclaimed, looking him up and down. “You’re feeling better, I take it?”

“Yeah, I think I just had the 24 hour stuff,” he answered with his nose turned up in distaste. “It sucked that I had to miss a movie night.”

You shrugged. “You didn’t miss much. Peter ate all the popcorn anyway.”

“Did not!”

You giggled at the sound of Peter’s affronted voice. “You have no proof!”

He opened his mouth to rebut your statement and glared at you when he realized he really didn’t have any proof. Ned looked unsure who to believe, but you didn’t dare clarify. Not after you’d gotten Peter to kind of, sort of (not really) admit it.

“Let’s just get to class,” Peter said instead, grabbing the necessities from his locker before shutting it with a bang. He didn’t miss the opportunity to flick you as he went to talk to Ned, who was already on his way to chemistry.

You were about to go and catch up with them when you saw Peter’s phone fall out of his book bag and onto the floor. You rushed to pick it up and prayed nothing was scratched or broken; you knew May couldn’t afford to repair it or get Peter a new one if it was, and his phone was a necessity. You breathed a sigh of relief when all the screen had on it was a little dust.

“Hey, Pete!” you called as you hurried to catch up with him. “You dropped this!” You pulled the sleeve of your shirt over your hand and went to wipe the dust off before you gave it back to Peter, but as you did his phone turned on and a picture of you filled the screen—a picture of you wrapped up in your favorite blanket, wearing your popcorn-stained tee, sleeping on Peter’s lap.

“Oh, thanks!” Peter replied as he turned. His eyes popped when he saw what you were looking at, and he ditched Ned’s side in a hurry in order to get to you. He scrambled for the phone and shoved it in his jeans pocket, his face burning a fiery shade of red.

“Is that me as your phone screen?” you asked despite having seen it yourself and knowing full well that it was.

“Um, yeah. It-it is,” Peter audibly stuttered, scratching the back of his neck. “But I wasn’t trying to, you know, be-be creepy or anything. I just—you looked really pretty and happy and-and I don’t know, I just wanted to take a picture. If you don’t want me to have it, I-I can delete it, if you-if you want.”

A small smile appeared on your face and your cheeks warmed. Your stomach was fluttering again, much like it had been as of recent whenever you were around Peter.

You shook your head and took hold of Peter’s shaking hand, squeezing it in yours. “I don’t mind,” you quietly admitted as you pushed a stray piece of hair behind your ear, your face quickly reaching the level of red that your best friend’s was at. “It’s kinda cute, actually.”

A matching smile painted itself onto Peter’s face. He didn’t have anything better to respond with so he simply stayed silent, letting your smiles do the talking as he walked you to class, fingers intertwined and hands lightly swinging back and forth.

You didn’t know what the butterflies or red faces or racing hearts or hand holding really meant yet, but you did know they all had to do with your best friend. And as long as Peter was beside you, you were willing to figure it out. Together.

Just like you always had.

XxX

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mousepatrol · 7 years

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8.8.17

so the reason im not posting this on the correct day is because our power is out right now. I completely forgot, but our powers supposed to be out from 8pm to 3pm which is completely stupid because the sun goes down right at 8 so that’s when I would need to start using it. I mean, they could have done it at around midnight when all reasonable people are asleep, or at least ten, when people are usually done eating and theyre just hanging out. You know? Also Im using word for this so that’s why things are being autocorrected

so, my day. Trash galore, folks.

I turned off my alarm last night because I didn’t think it was doing me any good and I was getting worried that I was just making myself sleep deprived for when school starts, so I went to bed around 3 or maybe even 4 (cant even fucking remember why at this point, I didn’t have shit to do) and then I woke up at 1145. Could have been worse but also could have been a lot better. So I wasn’t that tired bc I hadn’t been woken up 120000 times and I managed to actually be awake for a while. I fucked around on the computer for an hour and then made some pasta because apparently I cant eat anything else anymore. My appetite is shit

I ate like… only half of my food before I had to get ready to leave bc my mom was having a showing of the house and that means I have to leave. So I decided I was just going to go to the gym oh but I forgot something happened while I was going downstairs to cook

I made a short textpost about this already but I ran into my mom (who was in my brothers bathroom and I therefore thought she wasn’t home) and she told me that my dad had cancelled the flight he had for when I go back to school. So basically he was going to come out with me and help me move in even though I told him I wouldn’t really need that much help this time, since I already have all of my stuff and my new place is furnished. But when I had just gotten home, he insisted, and so he booked a flight with me. Also my parents told me that my car should be low on gas when I put it in storage so it was and it turns out that’s completely wrong so he was going to help me with my car also. It needs to go to the shop too just for like oil and stuff

Um so yeah apparently hes the biggest baby ever and my mom still wanted me to apologize to him and I think I did a good job of telling her that no, I should not apologize for my tiny bad thing (telling my dad several times to be quiet in increasingly sarcastic ways, bc I was watching jeopardy and he would not stop talking and I cant hear it when hes talking bc bad ears) when he wont even apologize for calling me a piece of shit and running away upstairs and banging things around and making me scared. That’s not acceptable and even though I recognize that I could have handled it better, I think that my response of annoyance (after days upon days of him doing this same thing while I try to tell him to not) was reasonable and honestly the things I said caused no harm. I wasn’t making fun of him. I was ONLY making jokes that had to do with the clues and turning them into ways of telling him to be quiet because I cant hear. I did tell him more nicely to be quiet in the beginning though. I really did. But he just wont stop with this shit and I don’t have infinite patience, even though it’s a lot better than I used to be

Um so yeah. Ok I wrote that for the last paragraph, interesting. But I mean im not mad about him not going, its not like I wanted him there anyway and I knew it would make me very uncomfortable and he would have to get a hotel bc theres nowhere for him to sleep, but its still a bit jarring and frankly just awful that he did that instead of either telling me okay and being quiet or I don’t know, saying im gonna leave the room while you watch it then bc I cant be quiet. Either of those would have been fine but instead of thinking internally about the things he was doing, he projected stuff onto me and just called me a piece of shit. I don’t really know how you can do that as a parent. I cant help but critique him, but at least im not just insulting him. You know? Is that reasonable? Ugh. But anyway, turns out theres a 711 right next to the storage place so if my car is out of gas I can either use the tiny bit that’s left to get it over to 711 or just like get gas from there and bring it to my car. Either way it is possible. I also just need someone to pick me up from the airport but my mom said she would figure that out. So, really, im fine. It’s the circumstance that is just very upsetting, you know. Its just not something that needed to happen and now im mad/scared of him for the rest of the time im here and im just over it as hell

Ok… so I ate lunch and then got ready for the gym bc that’s where I was going. So I went and then I actually went to target first bc I was out of soap, so I got better smelling soap than the one I had last and some more conditioner bc I was also out and I got a pair of comfy shorts that are a little too small for my ass but ill make due because I need more than one pair of shorts. And those other shorts really don’t fit me, I cannot wear them out lol. Then I went to the gym bc it was arm day and that went pretty well and I did it pretty quick so it was tiring for sure. And I came back and had a nice shower and sang against me! Songs really loud because I got tickets to see them in October that Im really psyched about and I just want to listen to them more. Oh man I love laura jane grace she is just so wonderful omg I am so glad to have her in the community its wonderful

So after all of that I went downstairs to get the rest of my pasta that I had put in the fridge, and it was like 6pm and I realized I probably didn’t want to be downstairs tonight so I also got some crackers and cheese and fruits snacks and extra water because I wasn’t sure if I was going to get to eat again (I probably only ate 500 calories today im upset L). So then I went upstairs to eat and I watched the great british bake off which is really nice and I quite like it a lot. Its calming and fun. After that I did a reply because dex replied to two of my threads today so I got one out for him since I want to get that thread going, aaaand about thirty minutes after that the power went off at eight. I had seriously forgotten about that so I don’t know, I kind of just accepted my fate

Im not really sure what exactly happened there, because I felt like I was fine before (was legit browsing dildos online lmfao like I was just bored yknow) but when the power was out I got kind of upset and just… took my plush cow and sat on my bed as the sun went down and just. Stared. Catherine, bless her fucking heart, texted me after like 30 minutes out of the blue so I luckily I had her to talk to for at least a little while. I was feeling shitty before yeah now that I think about it, after my shower I was upset and felt like I was gonna cry but I didn’t and I just sent james some snaps and he said he was gonna text me but he didn’t and that’s ok I think he went to bed because he didn’t open my other snaps. Its ok. He doesn’t need to contact me every minute for me to know that he cares. I love him so much and I sent him a quick text just to tell him that because I always do that when I feel bad just because eventually he replies and it always makes me feel good.

Ok so I cried like two times between eight and nine thirty when I was just sitting there, laying on my bed and texting Catherine about when school starts. I just felt really down because I remember having to turn the lights off around ten and it doesn’t really get a lot darker than it does in the summer at eight (I mean ten during schooltime when I was younger) and I just remember not having any light and no one to talk to or text and I couldn’t read and my parents would lock my computer out at ten so I couldn’t talk to anyone and I just remember being very very lonely and feeling like no one cared about me and not being able to talk to the people that I felt like truly did care about me. So I remember doing a lot of crying in bed in the evenings when I was like 12-16 and its just really sad, you know? i would cry myself to sleep a lot and all I could do was lay there and listen to music because ive always been really bad at sleeping so it would never come at ten even if I really wanted to sleep then. It just didn’t happen. So sitting there in my bed tonight just made me feel like this little kid trapped in this room and I cant go downstairs because im scared of people being bad to me and I cant go out and in my room I have to sit in the dark and its just all very bad. I forgot about all of that. Im an adult now and I can have the lights on when I want but I guess its upsetting for me to not be in control of that

Come to think of it, its also very upsetting when people tell me to go to bed. I talked to this one girl in my rp a lot (she doesn’t talk to me that much now, she talks to another person, I don’t know why and I do feel lonelier now but I guess she wasn’t that nice to talk to anyway so im alright) and if I was up when she woke up (8hhr time difference) she would spam me messages telling me to go to bed and I already knew my schedule but she wouldn’t shut up. I don’t know, that’s just something

Also I hate hearing people say my name. it makes me flinch every time and I think someones going to scream at me. I think that’s half the reason I wanted to change my name when I was going through gender stuff. I just didn’t want to hear that name anymore. Which is sad. Because I do love it, and maybe its not so bad when im not in this house bc its just my parents voices saying my name that really bothers me

So after 930 I went downstairs and got a candle and brought it up and I did a bit of drawing but it got annoying after about half an hour. At some point my dad came to my door and said something that I didn’t understand, so I didn’t say anything and he went away. Then I read catcher in the rye for about an hour (only got through like 35 pages) and now im writing this entry on whats left of my computer battery. Im charging my phone off of this just so it has power, since it was dying, and it looks like I have at least part of an episode of skam saved onto here so I guess im just going to watch that until I fall asleep because I always fall asleep to youtube videos. Im going to have to download some movie or something onto here so that I have that to fall asleep to in case if something like this happens again. Ok I know this was long but theres a lot of good stuff in there so hopefully this will help in therapy or something later. Things are really rough mentally right now and I just want to go home, you know. Ive wanted to go home for absolutely years, though. Idk where home is. bye

#strong blogs #8.8.17

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cultureofnarcissism · 7 years

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i was tagged by @cherrytints (thanx girly)

name: skye

nickname: none!!! except in elementary school everyone thought my name was skylar so 4 about a solid year everyone called me skylar kjdgdfkg

gender: female

star sign: aries (the Best Sign)

height: 5′3 im Small

sexual orientation: pan (who knows)

hogwarts house: FJDKGHD ok i took the pottermore quiz 3 times and i got different houses (gryffindor, slytherin, ravenclaw) each time, but when i take fanmade quizzes i always get ravenclaw,,,,, so i dont rlly know dkfjgd

favorite color: IDK i can never decide id probably say like,, maroon or something

favorite color to paint the walls: white (i am Boring)

fav color of lipstick: i literally never wear lipstick but nudes r pretty and look good on basically everyone

favorite animal: i havent thought about this in a while but id say,,, a cat of some sort ( i literally dont know any answers to these questions im Sorry)

time rn: 8:56 am (im supposed 2 be studying but You Know)

favorite fictional character: ahsoka tano from star wars the clone wars, or hermione granger (probably whatever character from the most recent book i read 2 b honest)

# of blankets i sleep with: i have sheets, a blanket, and then one of those white comforters from ikea (idk if that counts as 3)

fav singer/band: exo, shinee, red velvet, 2 many 2 list, i also listen 2 a lot of string quartet music

dream trip: i went 2 boston over thanksgiving,,,, but id really like 2 visit london or maybe paris again

dream job: OKAY SO there’s this museum in italy where stradivarius (famous violin maker) has all of his rlly old and nice violins (theyre all like,, 1 million dollars) and in order for them to not get warped and damaged they hire a professional violinist/violist 2 play all the expensive instruments!!! other than that i’d like 2 be a political scientist or historian

when did ur blog reach its peak: uh,, ive been getting a lot of new followers recently, so id say now?? i guess??

what made u decide to make a tumblr: i had 2 in 7th grade i think?? one was a lame textpost blog, and the other one was an aes blog. in 8th grade i was a 1d blog, and in 9th grade i forgot the password to my aes blog so i converted my textpost blog 2 this one,, and here i am!

why did u pick ur url: this is lame but sehun was born in 94, and “94skye” was taken, and a lot of ppl mispell my name without the e, and “94sky” was open

last movie u watched: moonlight (the Best Movie)

last song u listened to: mr potter by dia

last book u read: harry potter series, i originally read them in 3rd grade but im rereading for the Nostalgia

last thing u ate: lemon tea and some yogurt (breakfast)

if you could be anywhere rn, where would it be: no idea,,,

what time period would you travel to if you could: also no idea, maybe the 20s since i just read the great gatsby 4 english, and it looks rlly cool (besides like,, the racism and the exploitation of the poor)

if u read all of this thank u

i tag @thiccmijoo, @y0ngguk, @candiedpeaches, @loveletteremoj1, @34ft, @edolce, @heartpts , @asshun , @borntoshine , @1bread, @kaislover, and anyone else whoever wants to participate!!!

#about #me #tagged #self #mutuals

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