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kny-agere · 3 months
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Hello! I love your blog :3 Could you do Cg Uzui and his wives and Little Giyuu? Something like Giyuu goes really deep into little space or something :)
Assuming ur the person who made the first request too,,, sorry this took so long ;-; School started back up so I won’t quite as active on here/quick with updates. But I hope you enjoy this still!!
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Tomioka was trying to hide in Tengen’s arms, with some success. He had learned to understand Uzui through their growing time spent together. In turn the older man nagged less, showing a strangely soft side of himself.
But he hadn’t quite grown used to the attention. With the addition of the man’s wives he could barely open his eyes to look at them. Tucking his head into the crevice between one of Uzui’s arms and his torso he tried to imagine himself alone. Even if Tengen’s wives were kind (because they were, kind and pretty and soft in all the best ways) they were also a little scary. Suma and Makio often fought, a loud commanding voice and high screams driving him back into hiding. For a while he was allowed to cuddle up beside Tengen while the adults conversed. He didn’t really listen to the actual words, only the patterns and flow of their voices. When one creeped closer he didn’t even notice.
“Giyuu-kun.” Soft fingers crept up his back. “Won’t you come out and say hi?”
It’d be a lie to say he didn’t care for Hinatsuru most. Even more than Tengen who took care of him most often, she was beloved. While the others got caught up in bickering or small issues the woman was patient and quiet. He thrived with the silent care.
Even still he could barely bring himself to peek at her. While she may be his favorite he appreciated the strength and security Tengen offered. Still he obediently untucked his head and looked towards her. The action was rewarded immediately when her hand moved to cup his cheek.
“Yay! ‘Yuu-kun is coming out.” Noticing his slight confidence Suma moved over to greet him. Makio looked like she was biting back one of her frequent scathing comments.
The younger woman pushed Hinatsuru to the side (though she took the rough treatment gracefully) and pulled Tomioka into her lap. He let out a few disgruntled noises but moved into her hold. Giyuu looked a little ridiculous, easily dwarfing Suma. Still she wrapped her arms tight around his waist and held him close. “You’re so cute!” She doused the man with compliments while attempting to hold him properly.
“Alright now don’t hog all of his attention.” Makio was eager to interrupt after a few minutes of silence. She didn’t tug on Giyuu but did wrap one hand around his shirt. He didn’t react much to the motion, only making a quiet noise.
Suma tensed up like she was about to argue but quickly softened. “Fine but I wanna do his hair later so don’t get grumpy when I ask.” Tomioka let out a pleased hum, lying limp while he’s passed around between everyone.
“Don’t treat him like a doll ladies.” Tengen gets his fair share of caring for the boy and is less inclined to battle for attention.
“I’m not!” Suma cries indignantly. “He likes the attention anyways. Don’t you sweet baby.” Her tone effortlessly shifts from high-pitched whining to gentle cooing. She pushes her shoulders right up against Makio’s to poke at Giyuu’s side. He doesn’t quite laugh, just squirms around more while gasping and letting out little huffs.
“I think he’s tired.” Hinatsuru bats away Suma’s hands. It’s easy to say. Tomioka is almost always tired when he regresses, or hurt or sad. Which is also to say that the man is constantly balancing on the edge of falling into this role.
Everyone makes soft cooing noises while the man of the hour blushes at the attention.
Suma frowns. “I don’t wanna make dinner tonight. Can’t I stay here with ‘Yuu-kun?” Her hands can’t sit still and they move to tug back at Makio’s shirt.
“It’s your turn tonight. Don’t be lazy.”
“I’m not lazy! You guys never give me time with him.”
“Don’t get too loud,” Tengen warns. Tomioka is prone to crying whenever Suma and Makio get into one of their tiffs, which is often.
“Maybe I should take him for now.” Hinatsuru’s smile is a little pained. It’s not really a question but not quite a command either.
The other women respond in unison, “we can be good!” Giyuu is indifferent to the whole interaction, simply happy that the group quiets down.
“I do need help with dinner though,” Suma adds seriously. “We spent all day playing and I haven’t even started on the rice!”
“I can help.” Tengen doesn’t often contribute to the cooking. He can’t do much other than grill meat until it’s black on the outside. (The man claims it tastes fine. Often he’s left to eat the burned mess on his own.) That’s to say it’s dubious how helpful his help actually is, but it is (barely) better than nothing.
Suma only brightens slightly. “I still want cuddles after.” She bends down to press a wet kiss on Tomioka’s cheek, leaving a big imprint of her lipstick. He responds with a grunt and curling his hands into her shirt. Giyuu isn’t very good at expressing his affection but these little movements are his way of making up for lack of words. When the woman feels even just the littlest bit of resistance she squeals. “Who’s my favorite boy?” Her hands go back to pinching his cheeks and attempting to pry a bigger reaction from him.
“I take offense to that.” Uzui’s awfully good at pouting. “And we better start cooking before I change my mind about helping you.”
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ghostbite0 · 6 days
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PLEASE GIVE US KITTY 21 TRIO
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your wish is my command
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scrimblyscrorblo · 1 month
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Demon Sanegiyuu <3
Any background constructive criticism is very much welcomed, tis the bane of my existence, yet, I am determined to improve!
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mamayan · 8 months
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★彡Gentle☆彡
Giyuu Tomioka x GN! Reader
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Giyuu is always gentle and firm when you need it.
tw: Fluff • Cuddling • Reader is described as “soft” • Hurt/Comfort • Depression • Please do not read if seeing descriptors of depression is triggering to you. This is meant to uplift not harm. Do not read if this does not seem supportive to your journey.
Again.
The day passed by again, and yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to move.
Again.
The thought of doing something as simple as bathing left you feeling exhausted.
Again.
You felt the dread filling you up inside, like the tide rising, and you were drowning once more in silence.
No one liked to talk about it. Reality was far too nasty an image to allow for others to see, so it was smashed down to avoid the light of day. Except, as you woke again in the middle of the night, you realized maybe it was all of you avoiding the light of day. Shamefully hidden away from prying eyes, hushed whispers of servants as they quietly performed their chores in the early morning when you finally went to sleep. Your eyes glanced at the empty bed beside you, numbly noting he still wasn’t back.
Was he dead?
The thought filled you with nausea even as you lay limp.
A divider moved, alerting you to a presence.
“I brought you food…” the voice which spoke was small and unsure. Your eyes were all which moves, seeing the silhouette of a Kakushi, their features hidden like always.
“Thank you…” it was the first time you’d spoken in nearly a week. You forced yourself to sit up, even as tears pricked your eyes as the Kakushi shuffled into the bedroom, placing a tray beside the bed even as your stomach pleaded not to do this. It was lying to you, you knew it was, but you were struggling—
“Tomioka-sama is back!” It was a distant cry, carrying into the room through an echo.
You flinched, cringing inward on yourself as the Kakushi beside you seemed to light up. You didn’t share the excitement, despite your relief flooding you at his safe return. It wasn’t as if you didn’t want to see him. It was the opposite in fact… what if he didn’t want to see you?
They were going to report on you. They always did, nothing deeper than the loyalty of those within the ranks of the corpse. While Giyuu wasn’t the most beloved amongst the Hashira themselves, he was still adored and respected by all the others. His dedication and hard work undeniably charming as he risks his life every time he takes a mission.
Where did that leave you? While he fought for his life and others away you were rotting like someone already—
“Tomioka-sama, welcome home!” You hadn’t even heard his foot steps. Your head snapping up to stare blankly at the stoic face of your lover. While his face didn’t give much away, his eyes seemed to swim with worry as he entered the room you both shared cautiously. He nodded absentmindedly at the Kakushi rushing out, likely overjoyed to no longer be baby sitting you. You looked away, feelings of shame and anger somehow muted beneath the metaphorical water which kept you submerged in your sorrow.
He was quiet. Even as he moved the tray of food to the side to sit beside you, before setting the tray in his lap, hardly any noise passed.
With your head down, you had a perfect view of the chopsticks entering your field of vision. The war with your stomach won, as you open your lips to allow him to feed you. Even as tears slid down your cheeks, Giyuu didn’t hesitate to softly wipe them away as he fed you each bite of food until the tray was nearly empty.
You no longer felt as nauseous, the burning in your stomach gone as well. Giyuu had a hand against your mid-back, keeping you from pulling away as he helped you drink the water brought with your dinner.
“All of it,” his voice a bit husky as he hums in approval as you do as told. Finishing all of the water before he relents and moves the tray completely out of the way.
You sniff, feeling better and worse all at once because you had certainly needed the food but absolutely did not need the shame which followed. It should be you feeding him, he’s the one who’s been on mission, risking his life and who knows what else out there. You knew logically this would pass, it’s not your fault, it’s not anything new but—
“Shh,” he’s so gentle as his lithe arms wrap around you and encourage you to lean into him. He’s gentle as he cups the back of your head and lets you rest your cheek against his collarbone. He releases one hand to lightly trail down your spine and back up, letting you feel his presence but not overwhelming you.
“I’m sorry you have to deal with me like this,” you whisper in confession. His arm squeezes you, his grunt making a small smile tilt on your lips. You could image his brows are furrowed.
“You have nothing to be sorry for my love.” His words released a damn inside of you though, as your tears welled and spilled freely.
He pulled back, cupping your cheek and looking shaken and panicked as you sobbed. “I do though— I’m like, like this, and I, I don’t want to be,” you’re nearly inconsolable, even as he tries to hush and kiss you. Your heart physically aching inside the confines of your chest as you grip his haori tight and cry.
“I don’t know why I’m like this—!” Your world spins just as the words finish leaving your mouth.
You huff, startled out of your tears as you look up at Giyuu, his face stern as he grips your jaw with one hand, the other beside your face keeping him above you.
“You are everything to me,” his voice is deeper, clearer as he speaks now, “and I know just how suffocating this state can be.” He forced your head up, making you look into his eyes which you feared held resentment towards you.
They don’t.
His dark blue gaze is only filled with patience and kindness, breaking your heart and yet somehow repairing it too.
His weight descends as you struggle to fight back more tears. His weight solid and comforting on top of you as you soak in his warmth and the scent he carries which smells like home. He is your home. And you were his.
You wrapped your arms around him, spreading your legs and allowing him even closer. It was intimate yet not sexual, as he circled one arm around your waist and another beneath your head. Your soft body pliant beneath him. His breath fanning over your cheek as he left small kisses on your skin.
So gently.
Whispering words of love to you.
“I’m so lucky to have you…” his lips felt ticklish.
“Thankful to see you after every mission.”
“Always fighting to come back to you…”
“I love you,” you’re nearly asleep in his arms, surrounded entirely by Giyuu as a blanket of safety envelops you.
The sun might rise and fall tomorrow without ever seeing your skin, but that’s alright.
He’s home again and by your side through it all.
Words of love from me to you. I know it might not be possible to leave the bed today, or tomorrow, and the thought of eating or waking might make you sick… but I promise your body needs it. If nothing else, let a gentle Giyuu encourage you through the day. Let your f/o be there for you. Heck, drop in my inbox if you need another character— don’t let yourself suffer in silence alone♡
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The snow was falling and yet you felt warm. You curled in closer to the heat coming off Giyuu's chest. His heart was racing as he hurried to the Wisteria House. You could feel yourself getting weaker. Your entire body felt heavy, like you were slipping out his arms.
"Giyuu..."
"Don't strain yourself, we're almost there!"
He couldn't let anything cloud his mind. The adrenaline was too high for him to notice his own injuries. He just need to get you somewhere safe, to wait out this blizzard.
"Giyuu, do you think if we met in another life, we'd have a chance?"
“Don’t talk like that (Y/N)!”
“I love you.” You weren’t sure if you said that part out loud or not. It felt good to say though. Maybe in the next life, you would have said it sooner.
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krikidilly · 8 months
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Bunch of doodles! Including a cardcaptor au thats been slowly microwaving in my brain
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una-hive5 · 2 months
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Weee I turned the little sketch into silly animation
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2demon2slayer · 10 months
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kitsune tails
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nerosdayinanime · 8 months
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hes very dense. thankfully sabito is there to make sure he doesnt make too much of an ass of himself
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made me crack up drawing this
Horror. Imminent Doom. Giyuu's about to get his teeth punched in if he doesnt shut the fuck up This Instant
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biankasgf · 10 months
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Thinking of writing fic about Muichiro being SaneGiyuu’s tsuguko (and their adopted son)…
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kyojurismo · 10 months
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Heyyy can I send in an emergency request?
For context, my whole family is sick and they're putting the weight of the world on my shoulders at this point 😅 usually I can handle it pretty well but today is just not it. Everyone is in need of something and I'm quite literally only one person, I'm burnt out already.
So I was wondering if you could do something with sanemi, giyuu, and obanai when they have a burnt out partner who works as a nurse of sorts? I'll let you have creative liberty on this. Thank you! <3
a/n : i’m a bit lazy to tag this properly but it’s gender neutral & fluff <3 sending loads of hug and hope you can rest soon and get your energy back !!
GIYU TOMIOKA
the moment you’re back he would help you into more comfortable clothes
take you into the kitchen and here is the dinner he prepared for you
giyu would sit there listening to everything you have to say and provide comfort
if you’re not too tired he would propose to watch your favourite movie or show together
cuddling on the couch
but if you’re really tired he would run you a quick bath to make you relax and then take you to bed
OBANAI IGURO
he ordered your favourite food to cheer you up
sits there and listen to you, providing a bunch of advices ( that you’re gonna ignore if you wanna keep the job … )
would read for you as you take a bath
obanai helps you putting on comfortable clothes and then proposes to cuddle in bed
as much as he’s not a fan
but his lovely partner is in need 🫡
would remind you that you’re an amazing hard worker and that you’re doing the best you can everyday
SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA
sanemi would joke saying “just quit this job”
because he sees how tired you are
but, you love it and he’s here for you
helps you bathing and takes his time washing your hair
would even feed you >_<
he tries his best to prepare your favourite dish so you might smile at him tonight
takes you to bed and kisses your forehead, murmuring about what an amazing person you are and basically praise you
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kny-agere · 2 months
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Hear me out.
I don't have a specific idea, but I read one of your fics, and the idea of Giyuu being little and autistic made SO much sense to me, so I was thinking about something with this prompt, and caregiver! Shinobu, if that's okay with you? It's just this idea is so sweet aghhhh
Not super confident in this one sorry :( idk what happened
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Giyuu was surprisingly agreeable when he wanted to be. Even if Shinobu had to work long hours or the butterfly house was crowded and noisy then a quiet Giyuu would be content to hide in Kocho’s room and simply wait all day. Shinobu rarely took care of the little ones herself, often too busy or too tired to give proper care, but Giyuu could only manage to regress around a select few people. Rengoku and Mitsuri could work on occasion but considering they were often just as busy it wasn’t as if they could travel to care for their friend. Kagaya was the only other person Tomioka trusted but as his condition worsened the hashira saw less and less of him.
Still Kocho was happy to watch over Giyuu on the rare occasions he slipped for a day or two. It meant that after a long day of work she could come back to her room and find him wrapped up in her sheets and keeping them warm. Tomioka always worked himself into the oddest of positions, shifting and twisting until he curled up in a little ball underneath the covers.
Right now his arms were pulled inside of his shirt and wrapped around his waist, Knees were bent upwards and ankles crossed. Overall Giyuu looked like he was trying to imitate an egg.
As Shinobu approached he slowly peaked out from the cocoon he wrapped himself up in. One finger slowly inched its way towards Tomioka’s mouth while his other hand stretched out towards her.
“Hi baby how are you doing?” Immediately Kocho placed a gentle kiss on the man’s forehead and ran her fingers through his hair. It was loose around his shoulders and clung to his cheeks.
In response Tomioka simply grunted and wrapped one of his hands around her haori. The minute she leaned into the bed he in turn leaned into her. Shinobu couldn’t bear his weight normally but with the matress as support she was willing to let the man rest on top of her. She hadn’t even changed yet— not originally intending to lie down this soon —but it was likely that Giyuu would not be happy if she left soon, even for a brief moment.
“How was your day baby?” It’s hard to even move Tomioka’s body but eventually Kocho pulls him into a position where she’s not getting completely crushed. “Did you stay in here the whole time?” Aoi sometimes drops off meals for the boy but whether or not he would’ve eaten them unprompted in this state is unclear. It’s most likely he just drifted in and out of sleep.
Still Kocho won’t get a proper answer when all the noises that come from his mouth are unintelligible grumbles. As cute as the attempts to communicate are Shinobu can’t decipher them. She wouldn’t be in a place to scold him anyways considering how little she’d eaten that day. The thought of food travels down to her stomach which begs for something.
It was a hard task to pull herself away from Giyuu but the more she lays there the more Kocho realizes that they’re both half-starving. Slowly she pulls herself out from underneath the boy. Moving delicately could soften the blow of her absence but Giyuu was still smart enough to realize what was happening and start whining the minute she wasn’t completely attached to him.
“I’m gonna get us a treat!” Shinobu tried to placate him with soft words and softer pokes to his abdomen, fingers trying to squeeze out a laugh or two. Instead the hashira simply tensed and let out more disgruntled noises. His attempts to push her hands off were weak and slow but Shinobu acquiesced and pulled away. “You better not be so grumpy when I get back.” She playfully grabbed his nose and wiggled it, finally earning a somewhat happy gurgle in return.
With the thought of Tomioka waiting for her Shinobu moves quickly. There’s always fresh food waiting in the kitchen and the woman quickly scoops up two bowls of rice porridge. There’s already sugar and fruit mixed in so she doesn’t need to waste more time adding flavor. The only other thing she stops to grab is a bottle, which someone (probably Aoi) has already prepared and is waiting in the icebox.
The trip takes barely five minutes but when she gets back Tomioka has already curled up under the sheets again. Kocho peels the sheets off of him and presses a few kisses against his cheeks. “Come on we’re not going to bed quite yet.” It’s hard to coax him upwards but eventually she manages to get him in a somewhat proper position.
Somehow she expected Giyuu to be less of a messy eater when someone else did most of the work. It was easy to assume the fault was that of his clumsy hands. Quickly it became clear that the problem was actually the fact that the man couldn’t keep his damn head still. Every time the chopsticks neared his lips Tomioka would move to meet them and instead bump his cheek and smear food over it. If Shinobu waited for him to move first then he would suddenly sit still until finally the mixture dripped onto his chest instead. For now the woman simply gave up on keeping either of them clean. It’d be easier to just change afterwards.
Kocho felt better once she’d eaten. She had intended on dinner being a quick affair but with having to feed Tomioka as well it took much longer than intended. She hadn’t even given him the bottle yet, which he probably wouldn’t take on his own. There was also about half of portion of okayu staining him clothes, specks had even made their way into his hair somehow. Giyuu would only let the woman bathe him in the most dire of situations so he’d have to deal with sticky hair until he could do the work himself.
She does help him strip down to his undergarments however and does the same. Crawling in the bed beside him Kocho takes care to grab the bottle and not spill any of the milk. As her arms wrap around him she slips the nib of the bottle into his mouth. He’ll probably fall asleep before finishing it but Kocho can add in milk soaked sheets to the rest of the laundry in the morning.
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colourstreakgryffin · 9 months
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Real sorry if I'm being annoying and spamming a lot but your writing is ARGHH so good 😫
Funny random thought the hashiras playing smash or pass with each other who would smash who and who would get passed? 👀
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Hmmm. Well, right off the bat, this is how I view such a scenario with the Hashira playing Smash or Pass with each other:
Gyomei probably wouldn’t smash any of the Hashira as he’s concerned he’ll actual smash them and hurt them but he politely passes them all. He doesn’t know what the smash actually means
Tengen smashes the girls and then Kyojuro as a joke, just for Kyojuro to repeat it back on him. Though, he proclaims it was a joke
Giyuu wont smash any of the Hashira as he isn’t attracted to any of them. He doesn’t even want to be playing the game
Muichiro won’t smash any of the Hashira either as he just sees them as friends. None of the Hashira would smash him back as they’d never touch a child
Mitsuri would probably smash a few Hashira. She picks Giyuu as she feels bad for him, Tengen because she is curious of how experienced he actually is and Obanai for obvious reasons, but politely pass everybody else
Kyojuro would most likely smash absolutely every Hashira as he is happy to spread the love around to all of the people he cares about. Poor man isn’t aware of what “Smash” in “Smash or Pass” means
Obanai will harshly pass everybody but spam smash on Mitsuri, getting to bang Mitsuri is his absolute dream. He would probably make jokes about half-smashing Sanemi
Shinobu has very little interest in all the Hashira so it’d be many passes. Like Mitsuri, she’d pity smash Giyuu but also smash Kyojuro as she appreciates his kindness
Sanemi would smash Mitsuri to test out his curiosity(but he’d get eaten alive by his bestie so he doesn’t say so) otherwise, he passes every other Hashira. He also makes jokes back about half-smashing Obanai
That’s how I see it, i don’t know about you! But I found this kinda fun to think about
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scrimblyscrorblo · 4 months
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Cold winter’s day w the tomioka siblings
I saw a picture of a toddler with a massive fur coat and an even thicker scarf around their lil head it was the most adorable ever
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I want the record to show that I did not know that Sanemi and Genya’s younger brother was named Hiroshi. However, armed with that knowledge I can only begin to wander the wonderful world of Sanemi angst I can make with that.
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krikidilly · 6 months
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This past week has been .A Lot!! but I finally managed to break out of some artblock I've been having with the help of these two goobers!
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