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spiritwren · 6 months
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ALGEBRALIENS MY BELOVED
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some old algebralien doodles lol
i think these are maybe a month old??
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hadeswearsprada · 1 year
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STAR TREK Picard - Part 8 Surrender Data and Geordi
Well... I hope you can sense, as fully as any human has ever felt anything, how happy I am to have my friend back.
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miutonium · 16 days
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🏃‍♀️Hi hi I'm reopening my commission again since I am in the middle of my final year project and I needed funds to support my art project _(:'3」∠)_
*also if you see my previous commission post minutes ago, please disregard that I put the wrong info there ;w; Also appreciate if you guys delete my previous post too if you reblogged it 🥲
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Please take note that since I am in the middle of my final year and I also have 3 pending commissions to go right now, I only be able to fully commit to this slot around the end of July!
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coleomegilla-maculata · 2 months
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Saloon conversations
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grxceful-ly · 1 year
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peter bringing mayday with him to do spider stuff because yeah, he had things to live for before--but now he has a child and he is going to raise this child and be there for her and maybe if she’s there, strapped to his chest, he’ll be more careful. he’ll consider his life almost as precious as hers. maybe bringing mayday to work is a precaution. 
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everglowz · 1 year
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HUH YUNJIN Eve, Psyche & The Bluebeard’s wife 
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jfleamont · 2 months
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Hey for your jily muse, out of order <3
Okay this is unforgivable, I know. You sent this prompt over two months ago. TWO. This ask has been sitting in my inbox since the 18th of January, so you probably won't even remember sending this but I promise you I've been thinking about it constantly and waiting to have free time to work on it and I have this tendency to leave things unfinished so this is me working through that as well lol
Without further ado, here it is ❤️
Out of Order - 744 words
Evans is in the boys' bathroom. She's in the boys' bathroom and she's crying.
One of her hands is gripping the sink, while the other fruitlessly wipes the tears that keep escaping.
She hasn't noticed his arrival, and Sirius doesn't bother clearing his throat. “I'm sure there's a perfectly logical reason for this.”
She makes a startled noise and turns to face him, her expression a mixture of anger and sadness. It's comical, really, so Sirius laughs.
“There is,” she mutters as she wipes her nose with the sleeve of her jumper. Her voice lacks the edge she usually aims at him— and at James, too, though Sirius can't help but notice a slight difference there.
He walks towards her and hands her his monogrammed tissue - he's never used it for this purpose specifically, but it has proved to be useful during the occasional prank or after a rough full moon - which she grabs immediately. She doesn't thank him, but he doesn't expect her to.
“Ah well, that's all I needed to know. It's not like you're invading my personal space or something.”
She lifts an eyebrow and eyes him curiously, looking more like her usual self. “I'm sorry, is there a plaque or an inscription that I haven't noticed? Does House Black monogram bathrooms as well as tissues?”
“Not that I'm aware of, no. Don't give my mother ideas, though, she might actually try to do that.”
She makes an attempt at a smile, but it quickly turns into a quiet sob.
“Apparently there can only be one crying girl per bathroom, and Myrtle has claimed the one across the corridor as hers so it's out of order,” she explains as she tries to regain control of her emotions, “and I thought this one was empty since everyone is heading down to watch the match.”
“You were right... for the most part. Why aren't you going then?”
“No reason,” she replies, her voice even, but she's not looking at him.
Sirius thinks he knows why. He suspects it has to do with the good luck kiss that Cornelia Kettleburn gave James at breakfast and how quickly Lily disappeared after that.
“Cool. I'm not going either. Fancy going to the Astronomy tower for a smoke?”
She looks taken aback. “I— wait, why aren't you going?”
In truth Sirius wants to go, and James is going to kill him for this, but lately he's been claiming that he no longer has feelings for Lily, and Sirius hates being lied to, so technically this is just payback.
“James got on my nerves so I'm skipping the match in protest,” he adds with a shrug and it's the truth, because it wouldn't be fair to lie. “So, are we smoking or not? Got a fag I can borrow?”
She's not an idiot: she knows this is an olive branch of sorts. Sirius can tell she's deciding whether to believe him or not; after a moment she sighs, and Sirius knows he's won.
“Haven't you got your own? Merlin, you're cheap,” she says while producing a pack of cigarettes from her satchel and handing it to him, a smirk on her face. He's glad to see that she seems to have calmed down significantly.
“I'm trying to quit so I stopped carrying them around,” he replies and grabs one, putting it in the breast pocket of his vest.
“Looks like it's working,” she notes as she fixes her appearance in front of the mirror and readies herself to leave the room.
“Absolutely.”
“Why are you mad at Potter anyway? Thought you two were inseparable,” she asks as she walks towards the door, a step ahead of him so that he can't see her face.
“Can't tell you, it's a secret.”
She huffs. “You lot are starting to sound ridiculous with all these secrets,” she whips her head towards him, her disapproval clear on her face, though he's almost certain this is just another way of disguising her curiosity. “Is this little group of yours a cult or something?”
“It's a counterculture,” he explains as he exits the bathroom, “how else are we going to beat those bigoted dickheads? The only way to fight a cult is with another cult.”
He's just joking, but the idea doesn't sound half bad to his ears.
Apparently Lily disagrees, because she snorts. Loudly. “Not sure about that logic but you do you, I guess.”
“Thanks for the support.”
“Anytime, Black.”
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piratekane · 1 year
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7 or 8
eight: i heard you talking in your sleep
Ava waits impatiently, drumming her fingertips against her knee as Bea moves around the kitchen. A jar of peach preserves lands on the table in front of her, followed by a knife. She follows strong fingers up to strong arms and shoulders, finally meeting Bea's eyes.
"Yes?" she asks innocently.
"If you're just going to sit there, be useful."
Ava beams. "As you wish." She doesn't linger on the pretty blush that rushes across Bea's face, granting her an ounce of mercy. She knows Bea appreciates it. But it doesn't stop Ava from saying it every chance she can, since they watched The Princess Bride a few nights ago. She knows Bea found it romantic.
And maybe Ava is pushing this line they're drawn between each other, but she can't resist nudging it forward, seeing how far she can get before Bea just admits that there's something going on. She's never good at knowing when to leaving something alone.
She pops out of her seat at the same time the toast pops in the ancient toaster that came with their apartment. She dances across the kitchen, her hands ghosting Bea's hips as she stands at the stove, watching their eggs cook. She feels Bea shiver a little but tries her best to focus her attention on spreading preserves against the toast.
She doesn't last long.
"Good dreams last night?" she asks innocently.
Bea's breath hitches. A normal person - someone not obsessed with every minute detail of Beatrice - wouldn't notice. But Ava has never felt less normal than she does when she's around Bea. And for carrying a Holy Weapon under her skin, that's a pretty big feat.
"Fine," Beatrice says after a second. "Why?"
Ava abandons the toast, all pretenses gone. She turns around, pressing the small of her back into the counter behind her.
"Oh, just wondering," she sings. She purses her lips, counting the seconds in her head. One, two, three, fo-
Bea turns, a spatula in her hand. "Why are you wondering?"
Ava shrugs casually. "Just wondering," she repeats.
Ava - an expert at Bea's facial tics and the way she breathes and the way her fingers curl around something - doesn't miss the slight sigh as Bea reins in the trickle of frustration she's feeling.
Bea's eyes narrow. "If you have something to say, you should-"
"Did you know you talk in your sleep?"
Bea inhales sharply. Ava catalogs it, adding it the ever-growing list of things she loves about Beatrice.
"I wasn't aware," Bea says in a measured voice. But Ava sees the way her hand tightens around the spatula. The eggs sizzle behind her. "I hope it didn't keep you up."
It did. But Ava hadn't cared. She had propped her head up on her elbow and watched Bea in the moonlight, mouth moving as she breathed out things Ava was sure she'd never say out loud. It took everything in her not to wake Bea up.
"It wasn't a big deal." She turns back to the quickly-cooling toast, smiling to herself. She can feel the tension radiating off Bea from five feet away. She smiles to herself, resists the urge to bounce on the tips of her toes. She counts. One, two, thr-
"Do you- Uh, do you remember what I said?"
Ava looks back over her shoulder, schooling her face into something casual. "Oh, the usual stuff. Ava, you need to try harder. Ava, take this seriously." She watches Bea's shoulders - coiled and high up near her ears - start to relax. "Ava, I want to kiss you."
Bea's whole body goes rigid. Ava is sure that if she was any stronger, the spatula would crack in her hand. She fights a smile and gently crosses the room, curling her hand around Bea's and loosening her grasp on the spatula. It's their only one.
"I'm sure that I-" Bea swallows. "I'm sure that's not what I said."
"Oh, it definitely is." Ava doesn't pull her hand away from Bea's. Instead, her replaces the spatula with her own hand. "But in a very dignified way. Like Mr. Darcy. That's the guy, right?" She takes a small step in, watching in delight as Bea takes a step back. She's dangerously close to the stove so Ava reaches around her, turning the burner off. "It was flattering."
Bea's face is bright red, freckles like stars across her cheeks. "I'm so sorry," she breathes, voice laced with something Ava might call shame. She frowns. That's not what she wanted. But Bea sees her frown and rushes to add, "It's not my intention to make you uncomfortable. And we- It's just been the two of us. I-" Her eyes start to shimmer. "I cannot apologize enough. I understand if you- I'll sleep on the couch."
"Woah, slow down." Ava ducks her head to catch Bea's eyes. She brushes her thumb across Bea's knuckles. Her other hand hovers over Bea's hip but she doesn't dare let it fall yet. "I'm not mad."
Bea blinks a few times. "I understand if you-"
"I'm not mad or uncomfortable," she interrupts. Bea's mouth snaps closed audibly. She looks down at her hand hovering and back up at Bea. She searches Bea's eyes and finds something that lets her know it'd be okay to touch Bea. Her hand lands lightly against her hip. She watches Bea fight off a shiver. "Actually, I'm..."
"Don't say flattered," Bea says in a halting voice, like she's pulling the words out from clenched teeth.
Ava smiles softly. "I won't say that, then." She strokes her thumb across Bea's hipbone. She can't hide the shiver this time. "How about I say... I've been waiting for you to say that."
Bea's eyes widen slightly, her mouth falling open. "You..."
"Me." Ava lowers her hand to Bea's other hip. This time when she steps in, Bea doesn't step back. "And if it's a relief, really. Because I was worried I was the only one feeling this. But I'm not. Right?" A tendril of doubt ripples through her. Maybe she read it wrong.
But Bea just stares at her for a moment before she shakes her nearly imperceptibly. Relief blossoms in her chest.
"Cool. Cool, cool." Ava's smile starts slow but spreads wide. She takes another step in. She can see the panic in Bea's eyes and she wants it to disappear. Her hand tighten a little more purposefully. "So I think we have two options, right? The first is that we totally forget this conversation happened and the next time you start talking in your sleep, I'll ignore it."
Bea's throat bobs as she swallows. "And the second option?"
"I kiss you right now."
"Oh," Bea breathes.
"Oh," Ava echoes with a smile. Bea doesn't move, seemingly frozen. Ava knows she needs to be gentle, to approach this like she's trying to convince a fawn to come closer. So she lifts a hand, rests it against Bea's cheek, and smiles. "Beatrice, I'm going to kiss you."
She doesn't wait. She follows the words right to Bea's lips, pressing her own softly against them. Bea is frozen underneath her and Ava thinks about pulling back before Bea moves, coming alive. Her hand curls around Ava's neck, pulling her back in those few precious inches Ava had put between them. It feels like a long stretch in a patch of sunlight, like coming home and taking off her shoes, like sliding into fresh sheets.
The kiss ebbs into a smile and they stay pressed together like that for a moment before Ava tips her head back, pressing an even softer kiss to Bea's forehead.
"Oh," Bea says again.
Ava smiles. "Same."
"I've been waiting for you to do that," Bea admits. "I couldn't- It couldn't be me."
Ava strokes her thumb across Bea's cheek. "Well, now we've done it. And we're going to keep doing that." It isn't a question, but Bea nods anyway. "In fact, we're going to start right now."
"But breakfast is-"
Ava leans in, stopping the rest of the words. She's never wanted a meal less in her life. Bea doesn't seem to hesitate either, kissing her back instantly. Ava smiles and feels Bea's fingers flex on her neck and feels like they could face anything together and win every time.
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orange-orchard-system · 11 months
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Hey, idk if it's just us, but there appears to be another fakeclaimer going around following and harassing people? Their url is did-is-not-real, and they're a giant aphobe and exclusionist, not to mention they're reblogging people's system posts just to insult them. Feel free to block, even report if you know enough about that process to know how to file a complaint against this, just don't harass them in turn.
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mertensia · 1 year
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I saw some posts of people getting their friends to guess hermits names so I got my friend to do it, and boy did she not disappoint!
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Template by @savviathan !
Original post!
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alxlxlx · 8 months
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keep your local scientist bundled up!!
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wannaeatramyeon · 11 months
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Word quantity: high. Word quality: low. You have been warned.
Goo Kim x Reader: School Days with Princess & the Delinquent
Chapter 7 - Please read chapter 1 first!
Index: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Epilogue
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Things take a peculiar turn on the first day back after vacation.
Your old friends have long distanced themselves from you after seeing how close you and the unruly blonde have gotten. 
Everyone else avoids you both, worried that Goo has infected you with his delinquency and you will spread it like a virus.
Whatever. It doesn’t bother you.
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The entire school year so far had felt like a fever dream. 
No-one would have paired you, the top student, with a returning juvenile offender. The unlikeliest of friendships that if any fortune teller could have foretold, you would have demanded your money back anyway.
It was a strange thread of fate that had wound itself around you both, a magnetism you couldn’t shake.
You ponder if meeting in person again after the weeks apart would break whatever you had. If the weirdness of your friendship would become too evident and big to overcome.
The doubts crept in for nothing.
You and Goo have kept up to date in a steady stream of calls and messages consisting of memes and nonsense throughout.
Even so, when you come together again, conversation doesn’t dry up. It picks up exactly where you left it.
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However, none of that is peculiar. The peculiarity is this-
Under the layers of his eccentricity and depravity, Goo hides a breathtaking attractiveness.
You’re sure, if you asked him, he would think it would be obvious to even a person without eyes. 
In fact, you would bet your life on it that he will say something ridiculous about how he just has a hot aura. That every single living creature would be able to just tell. 
Maybe some plants too.
And really, it’s a testament to how handsome he is; that even with an attitude and personality as obviously abrasive as his, people can’t help but take notice.
You’re no exception.
Sure, you always knew. Though it was a quiet little hum in the background.
When you see him again, you cannot miss how good looking he is. How pleasing his features are. His attractiveness is screaming at you.
Especially when you’ve had his mug thrusted at you with selfies and video calls on a daily basis. 
Your eyes stray on the first day back and ever since. You take in his tall, powerful frame. His broad shoulders and strong arms. Long legs that walk with a confident stride. 
Like a higher power knew that Goo Kim would be too powerful with just his beauty, so had been punished by being extra obnoxious. 
Because damn him. He really is gorgeous.
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Goo notices you like him back as he sits opposite you in the canteen, stealing bites from your chopsticks.
The way you look at him has changed. You look at him the same way he looks at you.
With a tenderness that makes his heart hurt and his head cloudy. 
With a certain hunger he is unfortunately all too well acquainted with.
Uh oh. 
A frown forms and you tilt your head, catching his erratic change in mood.
This spells trouble.
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If anyone dares to call Goo a wimp, they would be getting a good beating. Might as well throw in a couple of broken limbs too.
It’s not that he doesn’t tell you because he’s scared of you rejecting him. Quite the opposite.
The grand plans are coming to fruition and anything happening will open up a can of worms.
So he swallows down his affection. Pretends he doesn’t notice yours. 
Keeps up the charade of absurd sweet nothings and relaxed caresses that holds more and more meaning to him with each passing day.
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Today you clean his wounds and bandage him up with a sigh.
There’s no point in trying to change someone like Goo Kim. And perhaps you have been dazzled by your proximity to him, and spoilt by his soft spot for you, but you think he’s really not as bad as everyone makes out.
The blood and hysteria is something you willingly turn a blind eye to. Until it gets too much and Goo proves he’s not invincible after all. Then you’re just there with your first aid kit, patching him up with pursed lips and flared nostrils.
“Thanks, Princess,” Goo gives you a toothy grin that melts your frosty demeanour.
Even with his busted lip, you can’t look away.
You want to kiss him.
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puppetmaster13u · 8 months
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Oh boi even more of One au in like 3 hours lol
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I like to think that like how in @phoenixcatch7's Doll au there's gas versions of like cures and such in the batfam's gas masks since they don't need to breath when possessing the puppets right? I like to think there's an organic version of that with the meat puppet bodies, at least with Bruce, where the plates on his neck opens up into vents of sorts, pictured here with a few spikes removed for visibility reasons.
This gas could be some cures for like Joker venom & Fear gas and such, or it could also be sedatives, paralytics, could even vary between each member. (For example in the Cryptidverse Steph has Anesthetics on her claws, Jason has reflective powder that mimics embers/sparks, Cass has paralytics, etc). Honestly I am just brainstorming so this could definitely change lmao
I do like to think they start developing their own venom though, gotta' have those fangs & tusks for some reason lol
#meat marionette au#batman au#cryptid batman#cryptid batfam#body horror#batman#dcu#dc#Sorry Phoenix if I am spamming you lol#Honestly I feel like Bruce & Kane are the only ones with like big-ish tusks as though to show they're the fully grown ones of the group#Batwoman has set up shop in Bludhaven while Bruce usually sticks to Gotham me thinks but they still help each other out because family <3#God I want to ramble about their language and body language and stuff so bad lol I love world building#I also totally haven't been writing a drabble for this for the past hour lmao#The caves have a favorite mortal and It's definitely Bruce lol#Okay but now I am thinking of how Bruce & Clark could meet the first time lol#Bruce can definitely sneak up on Clark if he wants to and it's probably terrifying lol#Something I will have to think about for later I suppose#What are the tunnels? Fuck if I know lol#The drabble totally isn't from Its pov tho lol (definitely not)#Tumblr don't eat my tags 2023#Bruce definitely freaks out the first time he sees his second body#Not helped by the fact the first time he sees it he is piloting it and emerging from a flesh wall#All stumbly like a newborn deer (not helped by long limbs and body all differently proportioned & more limbs lol)#The secondary body's face is something between a human and an animal's muzzle#Dick deserves electric organs like an electric eel so he can shock people#Y'know what Cass deserves pitch black flesh & organs- like I am talking vantablack barely lets in any light black#Bruce is probably more wary about taking in kids what with the whole eldritch thing beneath the streets but really what choice does he have#All of them were already trying to do vigilante work & they'll end up killed if he doesn't help them :/#He loves them but he *really* wishes the tunnels didn't take a liking to them as well because they're already traumatized enough#He wishes it didn't call to them like it did to him so long ago
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marinacourage · 4 months
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pete’s google search history approximately five months into dating way: “can enigma impregnate another enigma”, “how can enigma get pregnant”, “power of affirmation”, “best breeding positions FOR HUMANS” like, he’d be down so bad can you see it
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ameliapodcast · 7 months
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NO we are not taking clients this way-
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I really understand that you are bored and we are the best in the business so we can be in places quick, but faking your death because you are bored is really, really not how any of this works.
Joey! Salvatore! Remove this from our inbox please!
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swordsmans · 3 months
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according to USPS, a package has touched down near its destination... so I can finally show the gift I made @nymph1e for my discord server new years exchange!!! they requested a bind of their zolu fic touched (you say that i am too) and it was the perfect opportunity to test out some new cover material and techniques. The style is very different from most of my binds, which was very fun! Ups and downs aside, I'm happy with how it came out and will be playing with more full-cloth bindings in the future.
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This bind was a full-cloth (first time trying that, as you can see by the edges) case-in made with a new kind of acrylic-coated charcoal fabric I've never used before, and I really enjoyed the material. It was much stiffer/smoother than expected so I ended up cutting it a bit short, but I was super easy to work with otherwise! The cover and spine are decorated with a new (to me) silver HTF, as well! Another temperamental material, but ultimately fun and worth it.
The book's endsheets are a blue + silver/gold speckled lokta, and it features a black silk ribbon bookmark with a silver clasp and ship's wheel charm.
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It also features black (I think? I didn't take any pictures of the head and tail... whoops) endbands and hand-sanded, black-speckled edges.
I hope you enjoy, Gene!! <3 <3 <3
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