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moumouton4 · 7 months

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Hard And Fast || Tamaki Amajiki x fem!reader

A/n : Prompt 9 of the Smutember 2023

The list of promps is HERE

Smutember 2023 Masterlist ⚜

Warnings : oral fem!receiver, rutting, rough sex, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

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Word count : 761

You always wonder how you even managed to go from him not being able to look at you in the eyes to him being buried deep inside you as he spills his warm seed as he reaches his climax. He had a stressful nature that kept him from enjoying life most of the time. That's probably why one day he threw it all away, resulting in your first time together - and for him, probably the first first time ever.

You soon discovered that your sessions were a cathartic moment for him after a long, stressful day. But this wasn't always the case. One round wasn't enough when his days were particularly trying, and often the sessions extended to 2 or 3 rounds. Indeed, he had a lot more stamina than anyone would have thought.

That's what prompted you to ask him one day

"I was wondering" you began his gaze settled on you for a moment before flickering back to the walls of your dorm "instead of doing several rounds at a slow pace" he was already choking at your words "why not do just one but hard and fast ?" your idea came from the fact that sometimes you didn't necessarily have the time or the energy to last several rounds.

Your question came at just the right time indeed, after the exam day you'd had, it seemed the perfect moment to initiate some lovemaking.

Nothing changed in your foreplay. He licked your pussy shyly but with still some experience as he gently rutted his hardness against the bed. He wasn't really the type to talk during sex, but today as he was nestled inside your warm cunt, he couldn't help but think again about what you'd said a moment before. He wanted to make sure he had your green light, because the idea - apart from making him redder than ever - had piqued his interest.

"Y-Y/n... d-do you erm r-really meant what y-you said e-earlier ?" his voice was husky as it rarely was, it felt that the idea had excited him.

"If you want and it helps, yes. Besides, it would introduce us to a new pace" you said, winking in his direction, he averted his gaze almost instantly. But your words had reassured him. You could feel it in the way he clung to you, forcefully, out of stress, and not because of you, but above all because he knew he was about to throw himself into the unknown "A-alright"

Softly you felt him drag his cock out slowly, his grip on your hips tightened as he braced himself up to- "Ooh T-Tamaki" you moaned surprised at the force with which he sank into you, clearly bottoming out. His high-pitched squeal sounded like the pleas of someone who was overstimulated.

After a moment's pause, he began again, slowly dragging his cock out and slamming in back inside you, where it belonged. Little by little, he increased the pace until he was at the point of fucking you hard and fast. Your legs wrapped around his hips as he continued to pound you relentlessly. His balls slapped against your ass as the room filled with lewd noises that usually would have knocked him out on the spot.

With each thrust he let out little noises, from light grunts to whimpering. He tried to nestle his face in your neck but couldn't find enough air, so he pressed his forehead against yours. As your noses grazed you puckered your lips to give him soft kisses. Surprisingly enough, your affection and the face you were doing gave him confidence in the moment. He knew you were feeling good. That he was making you feel good.

Your nails dug into his back, leaving long red lines. And as if overwhelmed by all that was happening, he finally reached his long awaited climax. He almost screamed, as his cock pumped you full of cum. His breathing was panting and wheezing, as he had just experienced the most intense orgasm of his life. His body rested on yours as if he no longer had the strength to lift a single limb.

“Y-you okay Tamaki ?” you asked, waiting to ensure his comfort. He nuzzles his face against you “I-I’m tired” he whispered against your cheek. He was currently feeling particularly cuddly. But this proved to you that you were right, with him, several rounds at slow speed were equivalent to a single round at full speed. Though there was a little problem on the menu this is going to get you both addicted.

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emmyrosee · 5 months

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As someone who does that myself: I hc that Amajiki uses you as a weighted blanket

AMAJIKI MY SWEET BABY 🥺🩷

Sometimes, he’s able to work up the courage and confidence to ask for “that thing,” simply meaning you laying on top of him, playing with his fingers or his hair, and it’s all easy and all smiles.

But others, he just really struggles okay? And the idea of coming forward and asking you to do something for him makes his heart race and stomach queasy.

And it’s then that you step in for him.

“Honey,” you begin. “You’re staring into space, again. Do you need something?”

“No…”

You cock a brow and offer him a smile, “are you lying to me?”

“No!”

“You don’t stammer when you lie, angel face.”

Amajiki’s face bursts out in somehow more of a flush, and you decide to let him relax by scooting to the other end of the couch and patting your old spot for him to sit in. “C’mere. I want to cuddle,” you encourage.

He gulps and makes his way to the couch, swinging his legs up and over, only for you to burrow in against him, relishing in his scent while he lets out a sigh of relief 🥺

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hotforhawks · 2 years

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𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈 likes wearing big hoodies, sweaters, and cardigans because he can hide inside them when he gets overwhelmed

you like it when 𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈 wears big hoodies, sweaters, and cardigans because you can hide inside them when you get overwhelmed

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nights-legacy · 1 year

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Body Snatched - Tamaki Amajiki

Masterlist MHA Masterlist #2

Body Snatched Masterlist Authors Note -- Tamaki was one that was requested multiple times alongside multiple other characters in more than one request, so I'm going to add the links to the original ask (similar to a masterlist) as I get them written and posted.

1750 words

Warnings: unwanted touches, attempted assault, language, vulgar name calling

+You and Tamaki have been friends since 1st year. Somehow, you were able to befriend him even through his shyness. Over the years, you two fell for each other and secretly started dating. Everything was great until your boyfriend got switched with your borderline Stalker.

There was a guy in the B-class of the 3rd year class that wouldn't leave you alone. He couldn't take no for an answer and you were getting fed up. Tamaki was getting mad with it too. So when Tama and that boy become victims of the body switch quirk that has been going around UA, the guy takes off to find you before anyone can protest.

Y/N's POV

I chewed on my pencil as I walked along the walkways. I bobbed and weaved through people without looking up. Having a sixth sense quirk has a lot of advantages. I was going over job opportunities for sidekick jobs after graduation.

"Ugg. This is going to take forever." I groaned to myself. I turned to go into the clorms when I heard someone calling me. I immediately recognized the voice and groaned. I stopped and pivoted on my heel to see Yan running my way.

"Y/N!" He ran up before skidding to a stop.

"You don't get to call me so personally!" I snapped and he backed away in surprise. I scoffed. "What do you want?"

"I really need to talk to you. Something happened and you are not going to believe me and..."

"Of course I wouldn't believe you. Why would I believe you on anything?" I rolled my eyes before rubbing my forehead, annoyed. "Why am I even entertaining you? Leave me alone Yan."

"Wait, no! Y/...L/N. Please!" He called after me. I gave him a confused look. He was acting really strange. He continued to try to get me to listen but I just rolled my eyes and walked away into the dorms.

"Hey Mirio. Yan's outside. Just a warning. He's acting really weird." I rustled the blonde's hair.

"Okay. Thanks for the warning." He smiled. I rode the elevator up to my floor and headed to my room. I paused when I saw my door open.

"Who's in my..." I rounded the door frame and saw Tamaki standing there with his back to the door. "Hey!" He turned around and gave me a tight smile. "You alright?"

"Yeah! Why wouldn't I be?" I shrugged, walking over to my desk. I set down my paperwork.

"You just seem tense, that's why." I sat against the edge of the desk. He chuckled nervously while looking around the room. I cocked my head to the side. "Hey..."

"Hmm?"

"Come here." I reached out for him. I saw him gulp before taking my hand. I pulled him in very close, running my other hand up his chest to his neck, "Maybe I can help loosen you up abit." I whispered in his ear.

"O-okay." I bit my tongue lightly before kissing his neck. His hands grabbed my hips tightly as I traveled along the skin of his jaw. My quirk gave a warning at the back of my mind but I ignored it, figuring it was just aftershocks of Yan outside.

"Why so tense baby?" I chuckled as he was stiff in my arms.

"Is this really happening?" He asked. I could hear the disbelief in his voice. I pulled away and looked up at him. I copped his face.

"Yeah. It's nothing that hasn't happened before. Are you sure you're okay?" I ran my thumb across his cheek bone.

"Yeah, yeah. Just a long day." I nodded before smiling again.

"Come here." I cupped the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss. He squeaked a bit but responded immediately. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I hooked a leg over his hip. The alarm bells were still going off in the back of my head but I ignored them completely.

"Fuck." I gasped as I pulled away and he moved to my neck.

"I knew there was something going on between you two..." He muttered under his breath. That set off an alarm that I couldn't quite ignore. I looked to my left and saw my mirror. In the mirror, it looked like Yan in my arms, not Tamaki.

"What the fuck!" I pushed him away only to see Tama standing before me confused.

"What?!" He asked, startled. I looked back to the mirror and the reflection was normal. I let out a huff.

"Sorry. I just saw... I saw you as Yan in the mirror." I admitted. He tensed as I said that. It made me pause, making me actually pay attention to my quirk.

I observed him and how he was acting. It was very not Tamaki. True he may be a nervous, shy guy but around me he never acted like this. Not meeting my eye or seeming confused about us in general. His strange actions made me think about Yan's strange behavior outside.

"What..." I glanced at the mirror then back at Tamaki again. Yan outside, now that I think about it, was acting more like Tama then Tama was... My train of thought was cut short by my quirk going off, basically yelling bingo at me. "You're not Tamaki. You're Ya..."

"Bitch!" I was hit on the side of the head, sending me to the floor. I groaned, pushing myself upright. I was grabbed by hair and yanked to my feet.

"Ow!" He pulled me to look him in the face.

"I am tired of you rejecting me! I should have realized you were the food freaks little fuck toy." He growled. I could feel the tears running down my face as I tried to pry his hand from my hair. "Now you're going to be mine."

"Yan, no!" I screamed before he shoved me by a hand on my jaw onto my bed. My head hit the wall, lazing me even more.

"Oh, yes." He began to unbuckle his belt and jeans. I whimpered and tried to back away but he grabbed my ankle in a crushing grip. Before he could get closer, he was blown into the balcony doors. I looked and saw Nejire standing in the door.

"Neji!" I cried and she ran over to me, pulling me into her chest. I hid in her neck, crying my eyes out.

"I don't appreciate you trying to hurt my friend!" I heard Mirio in the room. I felt a gentle touch on my ankle and I peaked out to see Yan or at least his body.

"Tama?" I asked softly. He gave me a sad smile.

"Yes, it's me bunny." He nodded. "I'm so sorry. I should have tried harder or warned you differently. I'm sorry."

"It's alright, Tama. It's not your fault. I wasn't willing to listen just because I thought you were..." I looked towards where Mirio had the real Yan held by his arms behind his back. Principle Nezu and a few of the teachers had shown up quickly.

"We've already had to reprimand you for bothering L/N before Mr. Yan. I'm afraid we're going to take more drastic measures this time." Nezu chastised.

"But!"

"No! You brought this upon yourself. Mirio you can let him go." He did and a teacher led him from the room. Nezo then turned to us with a gentler look. "Now Mr. Amajiki. I would suggest you come with me so we can get this i body snatching business fixed and L/N... I want you to go to Recovery Girl to have her check up on you."

"Yes sir." We said. They left with Mirio and Neji went with me to RG's office.

*Later*

I was distracting myself at my desk with the job papers again while waiting to hear about Tamaki. It had been hours and was getting dark. I sighed as I saw another minute roll by on the clock.

"Can I come in?" I jumped, screaming a bit before turning to see Tamaki in the doorway. He was in sweats and a 'Keep Calm & Eat Takoyaki' shirt I got him on. I stayed still, waiting to see if my quirk was going to go off. It stayed silent though.

"Tama..." He took big steps to reach me. He knelt on the ground in front of me and wrapped me in a big hug. After he pulled back, he set his head in my lap and I heard the smallest sniffle.

"I'm sorry. I should have tried harder to warn you. I..."

"Tamaki." I gently pulled his head up and kissed his nose. "I could have been more receptive too. I should have listened to my quirk when it was telling me something was wrong." He nodded and looked down. I handed him a tissue. After blowing his nose, he loomed back up at me with a smile.

"I'm glad you're alright."

"Yeah. Nothing but a few bruises." His eyes drifted to the side of my head that was purple and blue. He bit his lip as he reached up and brushed his fingertips over the bruise. He stood on his knees and kissed my temple.

"How did you finally realize it wasn't me?" He asked.

"I guess my quirk finally had enough of me not listening. I looked in the mirror and instead of your reflection, it was Yan's. Plus he muttered, 'I knew there was something going on between you two' which was weird."

"Yeah, but I'm glad it made you realize something was wrong."

"How did you get Mirio to even let you into the dorms?"

"Principle Nezu showed up. I had taken off after Yan after the switch but not before I explained to the teachers." He took my hand and began to fiddle with my fingers. "So what were you working on when I came in?"

"Oh just, job offers and applications for sidekick positions. Not all of us have a guaranteed spot upon graduation." I poked his crest. He laughed before getting up. He pulled me from my chair before sitting down and pulling me into his lap. He hooked his chin over my shoulder and cuddled against me.

"Want some help?" He offered.

"Always from you."

"Okay. Let's see here." He picked up a few papers. "Oh no. Not here. You'd have to deal with that annoying Grape from 1A if you went there."

"Then a definite nope. I don't need another pervert in my life right now."

"Not ever." He turned my head and gave me a searing kiss.

"Not unless it's you." At that, his face went bright red and he buried his face in my neck.

"Baby!" He whined and I just laughed.

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animeniac-writings · 1 year

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Tamaki Amajiki with Food Service Worker! S/O

Anime: Boku No Hero Academia

Okay but hear me out. I love a good café au so much but relationship with convenience.

This could go either one of two ways. Both end up with Fatgum being your #1 biggest shipper, he's so proud of his little sidekick finding someone and is happy to help push you two together.

You could already have been dating and Tamaki, knowing where you work, tries so hard to be subtle (while a shaking and sweating nervous mess...) and suggest he and Fatgum stop by your place of work on patrol to grab food.

Poor baby just wants to see you so bad :( He misses you and he's anxious and even though he can send you a couple texts through the day he knows he would feel so much better if he was able to see you.

In which case, Fatgum wholeheartedly agrees! It's not often young Suneater suggests a place to eat, he's happy to indulge the boy.

Fatgum is then VERY shocked when they walk up/in (whether restaurant, food cart, ect.) the very obvious news that Tamaki didn't just want to come here because of the food.

As usual with any situation, Fatgum enters first, already happily looking at the menu with the counter, and sees the way you immediately perk up, a joyful smile paints your features and while Fatgum does have a handful of loyal fans, your attention is very pointedly towards the boy half-hidden behind him.

And to his further surprise, the tension that always seems to way on Tamaki has retreated, his shoulders relaxed and a shy yet content smile painting his features as he shyly waves to you at the counter.

Fatgum gives a boisterous laugh and pushes Tamaki forward (nearly knocking him down) and telling him he should order first, and to take his time *wink*

OR Tamaki has a crush on you. Possibly at first sight, when Fatgum decides they would grab lunch where you work on patrol on day.

He sees the quick blush on Tamaki's pale face and how he keeps sneaking nervous glances towards you and all too enjoying how interested his sidekick is for once.

Forces Tamaki to order if you're at the counter.

Now normally Fatgum doesn't try to make Tamaki suffer, especially caring about his social anxiety and stress, but, he reasons, with the bright blush on the boy's cheeks, it's for a good cause.

Suddenly you work at their most frequent stop in town and Fatgum always has to consider the entire menu and that Tamaki should really try working on his social skills a little, right now, you don't seem busy do you? well it's for hero work, you boss wont mind Fatgum butting him in.

Heroes Fatgum and Suneater quickly become regulars at your place of work, and just by pure coincidence, always stop by around the time of your lunch or break, and Fat makes sure to take a few extra minutes to 'savor his meal' while Tamaki talks to you quietly on the side.

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cosmic-witchcraft000 · 10 months

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He is so cute! ❤

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certifiedjaeger · 2 years

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↳ Tamaki Amajiki x Reader

↳ Word count: 900 words

↳ Notes: Tiniest lil piece I wrote for our sweet baby boy Amajiki 🥺 this is part of a little series I’m doing about public sex with the BNHA guys, so here is Amajiki’s <3 (nothing super explicit is included, it’s mostly just Amajiki being a shy and embarrassed cutie 💕)

“We really shouldn’t,” he whispers through a shaky breath, “somebody might see.”

The sun feels warm against his skin, but the blush scattered across his cheeks feels even warmer, his only solace being the light breeze that flows throughout the small meadow. The tree you both sit under provides some semblance of privacy and yet, he knows it isn’t enough. Not when anybody could walk into the clearing in an instant and find the both of you like this.

The day had started off so sweet. A simple picnic with his sweetheart, the one person he considered his safe haven, the only person he could ever truly be himself around. It had been a quiet afternoon full of sweets, soft laughter, and even a kiss or two. However, with one light brush against his upper thigh, the soft innocence in the air had evaporated almost instantly, turning your innocent date into anything but.

He thinks back to how this day had started and can’t help but blush even deeper at the predicament he now finds himself in. You’re his safe haven, yes, but you are also much more adventurous than he is. Which is why he sometimes finds himself on the receiving end of your teasing, wandering hands while out in public. Not that he’s exactly complaining…

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Amajiki spares a quick glance down at you between his thighs, his half-lidded eyes revealing the insincerity behind his initial words. We really shouldn’t. He really wants to though. He just wishes that you were both in the privacy of his bedroom and not in such a public area. But regardless of the words that have slipped from his mouth, he raises a shaky hand and cups your cheek, needing to feel you closer to him. Your eyes instantly glance up at him and the intimacy behind your stare causes him to suck in a quiet breath.

“Nobody’s here, Tamaki,” you reassure him with a small smile. “It’ll be okay, I promise.” You emphasize your words with a light squeeze from your hand that’s wrapped around his already hard cock, moving it slowly upward and watching as a small bead of precum appears at his tip. A noise escapes his lips, one resembling a shy whimper, as he lowers his head and closes his eyes, clearly trying to hide behind the small curtain of indigo hair covering his face.

He figures that if you can’t see him, he won’t have to worry so much about the reactions he’s sure you’re about to pull out of him. It’s always like this, he knows, with you touching his body in such heavenly ways and with him, not being able to control the noises that come out of his mouth, nor the expressions that overtake his face.

“O-okay,” his breath catches in his throat, shutting his eyes even tighter at the sensation of your warm tongue licking at the stray bead of precum now dribbling down his length. “Just– please go fast,” he replies in his all-too-familiar shy tone, albeit a hint of frenzy now accompanying his quiet words as his hips slightly buck up into your hand.

“Oh. So you want me that bad, huh?” You tease and watch as his eyes immediately shoot open.

“No! That’s not what I meant,” his blush travels to the tips of his pointed ears, the pink shade immediately standing out against his dark strands. “I-I mean I do,” he admits, “but I just don’t want us to get caught.” He glances around once more, feeling more on edge now from your teasing remarks accompanying the anxiety he had felt previously at possibly getting caught.

“Don’t worry, baby,” you smile sweetly at him again, feeling a warm sensation spread throughout your chest at his adorable, timid nature. “I won’t tease or stall anymore, I just want to make you feel good. You planned this entire picnic for us and I just wanted to say my thanks,” you look up at him with a playful twinkle in your eye.

“You know you don’t have to do that this way. Or… Or right now, you know,” he breathes out, whimpering and throwing his head back slightly as you squeeze the base of his cock, making sure to give his tip a little kitten lick.

“I know, but what can I say? I guess I just can’t get enough of you,” you quietly laugh.

And with that small compliment, he seems to lose all ability to speak. He seems to lose himself entirely, actually. All he can manage right now is giving himself over to you and letting you pleasure him the way he always loves, the way he always thinks about in secret whenever you aren’t around and he has only his hand to satiate his needs. No amount of worrying or anxiety in the back of his mind can make him stop you now. No– Now, he needs you.

With eyes shut tight and hands fisting the blanket underneath him, Amajiki’s soft moans drift off into the lush meadow, the intoxicating, shy noises sounding perfect against the beauty of this new special place he has found for you both.

You figure he’ll have to take you here more often. That way you can properly thank him all over again.

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tired-teacher-blog · 10 months

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I've asked about Shinsou with an insecure reader but now I'm curious about your thoughts of Amajiki with an insecure reader! He is baby. He is anxious and insecure himself, so how do you think he would handle reader bringing up their insecurities or feeling generally down bc of their insecurities?

Thanks as always for answering my questions and providing thoughts!

- 🐺

Tamaki's approach would be way different than Shinsou's since he's plagued with insecurities of his own.

Surprisingly enough, this would mean that he understands you more than anyone else in the world and knows exactly how to reach out to you in your moments of vulnerability.

He would keep physical contact at a minimum in fear of overwhelming you, so he would simply guide you to a comfortable seat before joining you, holding your hand and kissing your fingers one by one, and that's all he'd do for the moment.

He wouldn't ask what happened or force you to speak, he would instead keep you company until you're ready to talk, even if it takes hours for you to do so.

Once you're comfortable enough to share, he would be the perfect listener and advisor, drawing from his own experience to guide you through your own.

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bewareblaire · 2 years

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Diffidence: Yan. Amajiki Tamaki x Reader

a/n: we have some reverse comfort for you hungry, hungry fans

cw: obsessive behaviour, clingy, paranoia, toxic behaviours

Amajiki noticed that they were pulling away the moment they slinked off to their dorm alone. Amajiki had wanted to go with them, although they hinted at wanting some alone time. That scared him- more than he wanted to admit. The insecurities began to grow and fester, picking and eating at him.

Were they tired of his suffocating presence? He was around them every second he could- even texting them when they couldn't be physically together. Or was he not good enough for them anymore? Amajiki potentially disappointing or upsetting them was particularly distressing to him. Was he too much or too annoying? Too boring? Did they hate him?! Each panicked thought sent him further down into a frenzy. The idea of them hating him or wanting to cast him aside- hurt him.

He didn't want them to leave- he wanted them to stay with him- to always be with him. Amajiki couldn't be without them- he wouldn't survive! He didn't want them to distance themselves. He didn't want them to hate him.

Nausea and pain in his stomach grew with his distress, tears threatening to drip down past his glossy eyes. Amajiki was trembling, clinging to a wall as he desperately thought for an answer. A solution that'd make both parties happy.

Tōgata had always said that communication was crucial for any kind of relationship. Amajiki had full-heartedly agreed, although it was challenging to communicate. Voicing his feelings and wants was terrifying. He didn't want to upset them- that might make them hate him! He doesn't want that, but he had to. What choice did he have?

Amajiki knew where they were: In their dorm studying for an upcoming test. He felt guilty for disrupting them, slowly making his way toward their dorm. But it meant he could see them again- so the excitement quickly overtook any of his emotions.

It was a short walk, as his dorm was near theirs. With them in his life now, he didn't know what to do. Besides his usual duties, of course, he was almost always seen clinging to them. He was desperate for their attention, a drop, a sliver. He would take anything at that point.

Amajiki wanted to cry, feeling pathetic for clawing at their door like this. It was only reaffirming his insecurities. And he did- he began to cry as he softly knocked on the door. What if they laugh at him? Shut the door in his face? The shame and humiliation bubbled up, and he began shaking, trying to keep his breathing under control. God, he couldn't do this-

The door opened. Passive eyes shifted to one of concern, quickly ushering Amajiki inside. No one else was in the room, books sprawled across their desk. But he didn't pay much attention to that. Their soft words instructing him to breathe and wiping the tears away with a tissue. It was then that Amajiki remembered just how kind they were. He fell in love with them all over again, although his tender feelings tapered away into a frenzy of panic when they asked him what was wrong.

At the sight of his tears and the hitch of his breath, they quickly reassured Amajiki that they didn't need to talk about it if he didn't want to. They could provide a pencil and paper if they couldn't voice it out, alternatively. He thought for a moment before deciding to just make grabby hands at them. An impromptu cuddle session was always granted when he was upset- something that he enjoyed thoroughly.

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moumouton4 · 1 year

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Dabi 🔥💙 :

Katsuki Bakugo 💥 :

Izuku Midoriya 🥦 :

Shoto Todoroki 🧊🔥 :

Tamaki Amajiki 🥔 :

Denki Kaminari ⚡ :

Eijiro Kirishima 💎 :

Neito Monoma 🃏 :

Tomura Shigaraki 🧤 :

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shxtodxroki · 1 year

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Tamaki Amajiki Masterlist

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fablesofkitkat · 2 years

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pov: unexpected reunion with Tamaki Amajiki at a tv show (after he ghosted you)

genre: light-hearted angst

Still no matter where I go,

At the end of every road

- Chelsea Cutler & Jeremy Zucker

tags: @vtte (pls let me know if you wanna be tagged to all my bnha povs)

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"He's our very own handsome hero, Suneater!"

"Whoahh, Suneater. How are you today?"

"I'm alright."

"The whole night you've been trending."

"What's up with you? You're not facing the wall?"

Crowd laughs.

"...nothing."

"Really. Well, we're going to talk about that in a while since the person you want to talk to is here!"

"Here are the criteria for the contest. Please remember them and let's welcome our judges!"

"Hell yea!"

"Oh my gosh!"

"So... Y/N agreed to our request in being one of judges tonight."

"Yes."

"Hey, Y/N."

"Came back, huh?"

"Y-you all look great this Saturday. Really bougie."

"It's for the excitement today. Also, Red Riot was our guest this morning and kindly shared with us life hacks involving his quirk."

"There was also retired hero: All Might's interview."

"So much has happened today."

"What about you? Good thing you fell asleep despite trending, Y/N."

Chuckles. "It surprised me to find out I was trending. Woke up with many people tweeted me."

"Yep. It shocked us too. So the public has known what happened off cam. And yesterday, a relevation came to Y/N, after all these years, to something that has been weighing on their mind—"

"To make it clear."

"About... well, you and Suneater were seen together alot back then."

"But then, the two of you, suddenly stopped."

"Did the two of you got together?"

"Present Mic!"

"What? We all wanted to ask."

"No, we didn't." Head shake. "But I liked him. I didn't reject him. I was tryna catch him or like, make sure he liked me too before I confessed. And then uhh—" Laughs. "He ghosted me. " Smiles. "But at least, like I said yesterday, now you're okay, and I'm okay. We're okay."

"Yeah. Thank you."

"So you two understand each other now?"

"Yes. There were actually two sides back then. I had thought only about my own point of view but after yesterday, he had his own point of view and to hear it in person?" You motioned your fist downwards to your open palm. "I was like 'so that's where he was coming from.'" You touch your knuckes to you heart. "And now, I feel like a weight has been lifted. And if we pass each other in the hallways..." you waved your hand to and fro. "We won't be awkward anymore, or try to avoid each other." You laughed.

"Ah, I remember those fistbumps you two gave each other. There was awkwardness."

"Yesterday, it wasn't just fistbumps. They held hands."

"Suneater, you mentioned earlier before we hit live, you said you couldn't sleep last night. Why is that?"

"Of course, I couldn't. There were too many things— too many what-ifs flashed in my mind."

Slowly, you feel the corner of your mouth dropping but you catch yourself and smiled more. You touch your throat as if a physical manifestation of a lump was there.

"What-ifs?"

"Well, for twelve years, I thought I didn't have a chance." Tamaki motioned a hand in your direction. "I thought you didn't like me. The reason why I was a coward, the reason why I didn't pursue what I felt for you... I wasn't able to stand by what I felt for you was because— I was afraid for myself. I thought I didn't stand a chance with all those other people wanting your attention. Like Red Riot."

"Oh yeah, I remember him telling me that you and Red Riot dating."

"No, at that time, Red Riot and I were hanging out a lot because we were best friends and we happened to be volunteering for the same organization."

"You and Red Riot had your little group with Ground Zero, right?"

"Yep and at that time, Red Riot was dating his now wife, and our little group was actually encouraging him to propose already."

"Oh... so Suneater misinterpreted the situation."

"Well what did you realize last night, Suneater?"

"That.. maybe if I wasn't cowardly back then, if I pushed myself and acted on my feelings for you, maybe we'd still be together."

"Awww."

"Right? We'll never know."

You put your hand against your chess, fiddling with the pendant of your necklace, while your other hand scratches at your elbow.

"But well, it's a good thing you two didn't get together. Can you imagine how much creativity you'd have to put in making his lunches with his quirk? That's alot of responsibility!"

This made everyone laugh in the studio.

"So you wished if only you acted on your feelings..."

"I was belittling myself back. I felt small. I didn't have a car back then. When we went on dates," Tamaki turns to you once more. "I'd ride in your minivan. And when we went to that restaurant Ya—Yebisu?"

"Yebisu." You nodded.

"Yebisu. We were with your brother—or cousin, or family, I wanted to treat them at that time, I was just starting out and I had no money. So I made myself small. I belittled myself. You invited me to your show at Shinjuku—"

"TOHO theatre."

"At TOHO and I even borrowed my friend's car. I invited Lemillion and Nejirechan. I gave you flowers that night—" He looks away from you, blinking rapidly and then resumed eye contact. "Do you still remember that? Because I remember. All of it."

You tightened your grip on your microphone, hoping it helps you stand your ground after seeing Tamaki's reddened eyes. His gaze threatens to topple you down by sheer intensity.

"I only stopped because I really thought you didn't like me." He placed a hand on his chest. You and him don't notice how mirrored your gestures are. "I want to apologize. To you. I didn't realize that I had a chance with you."

You clutched your pendant into a fist. You smiled once more but this time, it's all wobbly.

"I'm sorry."

The sympathetic 'awws' from the crowd pulled you away from his stare.

"You stopped because you felt ashamed. You felt small."

"Because every time we'd dine out..." Tamaki gestures to you. "They'd pay the bill."

You looked to a spot on the ground, gaze out of focus.

"I couldn't do it."

Your lips trembled for a moment, it felt too cruel to look at his face and see what kind of expression he had on as he confessed. Memories replayed in your mind, naming all those expressions he had that used to be undecipherable to you.

"And you had so many fans, every concert you had a whole crowd screaming at you. And after your concert, so many of them would ask to take a picture with you. Then there was me. I was unknown back then. So I felt inadequate. I thought I wasn't for you even though it was real. All of it. What I felt for you was real."

You smiled at that and then laughed at that random person in the crowd howling. You wanted to say something, you take a breath but couldn't utter a single word. You settled for rubbing a soothing hand to your heart.

"I remember your last text message to me was asking me to act in your music video. I said yes. I waited. Was waiting. Turns out nothing."

You nodded at him and gave him a tight-lipped smile. "Thank you. It's important to me to know your side of the story. For me, I thought you got fed up with me."

"'Cause you were a star."

"A star he couldn't reach."

"Not like that. More like, I came from a very conservative family. The kind that had curfews and no partying. So I thought maybe Suneater got tired of waiting for me, so yeah..."

"Strict parents, huh."

"Yeppp."

"That was what I thought. I remember—" You laughed. "The song I was fond of back then because I related that song to him when he ghosted me."

"What song?"

" It was 'You were good to me'. I thought that although he probably found someone who was a better fit with him than I did, he was good to me."

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YESTERDAY'S SHOW.

"For you Ms. Sakurada, I agree with what Hikaru said. Even if you two didn't even get to label things as long as they made you feel deeply and then the next moment, they're gone. Sheesh. It would hurt."

"Right? It sucks when they ghost you."

"Really, really hurts. Right, Suneater?"

"What?"

"Ohmygosh."

"Suneater?!"

You laughed at the chaos you ensued because of the bomb you just dropped.

"What is this???"

"Whaaaaat"

"I'm just teasing." You held up a peace sign at Tamaki.

"Real talk, Suneater, what year were you rejected by Y/N?"

"Nooo."

"Wow, that shit hurts."

"Wh-wh— they were my first crush."

"First crush."

"Wow."

"That was 2022, right Y/N?"

You shot you brows up and down to affirm what he said.

"So, it's been twelve years."

"If you two ended up together, your kids would've been teens by now."

"But I didn't turn you down." You put a hand on your hip and stared Tamaki in the eyes.

The studio was suddenly filled with cheers and howling.

"You didn't turn him down but you told him to just stop?"

"No, um— he suddenly stopped sending me coffee." You laughed as you see Tamaki face the wall.

"Ah, so you ghosted them, Suneater."

"Omg, the coffees you posted before was from him?"

"Is he the inspiration for your song eclipse?"

"I'm just teasing you, Maji. You were actually sweet and romantic back then."

"When he stopped sending you coffee, were you sad?"

"Yeah, I was." You fixed up your dress, somehow the mood has changed and the lightheartedness has transitioned into something else.

"So he had a chance???"

Someone in the crowd cooed at the question. You barely notice how much you're fidgeting with your blouse now, you can't help but laugh at reflex at the absurdity of the question.

"Hold up, I'm already married! But it's been so long so it's okay, and I guess at that time, I had butterflies in my tummy 'cause of Maji so yes."

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AN: why are we here just to read this—

#tamaki amajiki #tamaki amajiki x reader #tamaki amajiki x you #tamaki amajiki x y/n #tamaki amajiki scenarios #tamaki amajiki imagine #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction #tamaki amajiki angst

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nitrodame · 2 years

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𝔸𝕤𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥 (ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟜)

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐤𝐢, 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐛.

A/N: Sorry guys! I ended up forgetting that I existed for a while and the passage of time actually happens! But it's okay, I've reentered consciousness and am ready to update this fic more normally, that's what I'm hoping for anyway! Sorry this chapter is so short but now the slow burn has finally begun! Thanks for sticking with me, love you guys <3

AO3

I / II / III / Chapter 4

You've never thought of yourself as a hysterical person.

There were few instances you'd momentarily lost your composure over the course of your life. Times you had, perhaps, gotten a bit too agitated or dared to speak out of line, nothing overtly overzealous however. Refined was your imperial image and proper your demure voice, all marks of a "well trained" woman. Of an acceptable queen. Yes, nothing, no matter how earth shattering the revelations or horribly tragic the whispers, you'd never let your emotion stand beneath the limelight.

Even as your hands shook subtly underneath your pulsing uncertainty, you still believed that in earnest.

It was only now, after a brief breakfast and Eri's tear filled final departure, that the true choking heft of Amajiki's declaration bore mercilessly down upon your splitting back.

Just how were you supposed to respond to such news? Should you behave like a loving wife and be elated at the return of your husband? A faithful subordinate who's been informed that their superior has returned to command? Or perhaps annoyed that a prison mate you barely know has invaded your cell?

You had no such answer and as you casted a hesitant glance to the root cause of your turmoil, it was clear he'd offer no solution either. Tamaki's face just as afflicted as yours, his stormy dark eyes darting between the palace's many, ornate tapestries that decorated the serene dawn lit marble hallways, that you both currently roamed together without so much as a whisper.

You wanted to grip the rim of his collar and beg him to tell you how to behave, plead with him to alleviate the burden starting to lacerate the delicate white matter of your mind. Anything, anything but what he was doing now…which was desperately trying to avoid your shifting stare.

Though you had tried to make simple conversation numerous times, it was for naught. Words and topics you'd carefully chosen, that might enlighten you to his favored disposition, had fallen to the wayside along with his short, wobbly replies. None of which illuminated your current shadow cast inquiry. Yet, despite his lack of engagement, it seemed he fully insisted on accompanying you down the winding corridor. For what reason, you weren't sure and you didn't think you'd figure it out either. Things would be much less confusing if you could read those steeled, murky indigo irises. Honestly, scripture written in ancient markings was far more friendly to decipher than him.

"H-how are you feeling?” It was a simple question that came suddenly. One that caught you completely off guard.

“Good?” You answered with almost a knee-jerk, panicked reaction, that wasn’t becoming of you. you couldn’t help but cringe at the question teeming within your hurried response.

One that Amajiki definitely noticed.

“Are you sure?” That was not a question, more so an opportunity he was hesitantly trying to bestow upon you.

Tamaki was never exceptional at being discreet with his anxious tendencies nor talented with his child's play at unwavering confidence, both of which he was trying to display as he waited for you to speak. You couldn’t ignore the way he held you in his stare, a hopeful glint coloring his otherwise ink pooled irises. It was strange, you could almost swear he was asking you to confide, wanting you to speak your troubles freely and without hindrance.

But why? You couldn’t even fathom the curve of an illusion that dared answer such a question.

And just what did he expect you to tell him?

That you felt as if nothing more than a forgotten toy that gathered dust in his cobwebbed childhood chest? That the insatiable loneliness, you were anchored too by custom sorrow crafted gauntlets, forced an ugly emotion to grow inside your caving chest every time you heard his voice? That you wailed in the company of no one but the listless sea and her accompanying melancholy moonbeams about how your dreams, your hope, your freedom was pried away before you ever had a chance to touch it?

Or did he want you to tell him that you blamed him for it all?

"Why does it interest you, my Lord?" You asked, words bristling with transparent hostility that stirred against a genuine curiosity.

“Oh, it-it’s just…you seemed so…upset after Eri and Mirio departed-” Tamaki explained timidly, wearing an distressed look as if he was a guilt ridden child being harshly scolded. “I-I wanted to make sure you..were okay.”

You paused, quietly studying his ever shrinking form. Were you okay? Was he really asking you that?

“Of course I am, please don’t worry yourself.” You assured with false credence, an empty smile on your lips.

The way Tamaki just…stared at you after your mockery of a smile faded made your skin ripple with an alien unease. It was a long and potent somber contemplation that didn’t shy away even under the stern warning of your soft glare.You couldn’t help the way you cowered under his eyes, a vulnerability you didn’t like fashioned its threaded twine around your neck as his familiar pain hung you. You could hear his disheartened stare concede to your deception. Though it was Amajiki that shook, even now in your presence, you were the one who receded into dread.

You lied to him and he knew you did.

A deep sigh fell from his lips as he tore away his crestfallen gaze, accepting your lie with an equally forced smile.

“I understand...”

Don’t say it like that.

“I'm glad you're alright…”

Stop it.

Why was he acting as if neither of you had lied since the very first time you both beheld each other within intertwined webs that carried the same wretched fate? Lies are what held the other’s hands steady in matrimony, lies were what spurred his lips to press against yours with tongues filled with meaningless vows. Lies were the only reason you both could live with what has been taken away.

“I suppose then-” He started.

Amajiki had done the exact same sin to you just a night ago and he dared now to make the uncharted chasm within the delicate lattice of your framework falter with a kindred sadness you didn’t ask for. It provoked you as it begged to be mended, the same way your sadness begged for and was always denied. How cruel, forcing you to kneel in front of the mirror of despair and expect you not to glimpse your own reflection. How could you turn away? How could your hands replicate the cracks he made you bear? How could you ignore your own suffering in different eyes? It wasn't fair. He wasn’t being fair.

Your fingers hastily pulled at the hemmed cusp of his sleeve, your meager hold stopping his retreat before it ever began.

“The garden,” You spoke with a foreign tone, one that you didn’t believe was your own. “The flowers are…in bloom.”

You swallowed hard as you could feel his stunned gaze upon your shoulders, a breath not shared between you as the air seemed to thin.

“If you could spare the time, I can show them to you.” You concluded quietly, not daring to let go.

✦✧✦✧

“Lonicera Caerulea or Blue Honeysuckle are quite a wonderful type of edible flora.” You informed as your fingers traversed the soft skin of the oblong, blue fruit that gathered in small clusters along the flowers' many branches. “This one plant has so many uses.”

“They’re very fragrant.” Tamaki murmured with clear interest, studying the strange shape of the fruit with childlike wonder. “Can you really eat them?”

“Yes but these aren’t ripe yet. They’re still blue.” Gently, you pulled off a small berry before breaking in it half, revealing its green insides. “When the berries become fully ripe they turn a beautiful almost blackened purple and the insides are no longer green. It can take a while though.”

“I didn’t know such a plant was native here.” Tamaki said surprised, he’d never seen the plant’s dusky blue fruits or their long, pointed leaves within the reaches of his kingdom.

“They’re not.” You sighed wistfully as you handed the fruit to Tamaki, who hesitantly took it in his palm. You turned your attention back to the blooming plant as you reached for its hanging leaves. “They were a parting gift. They belong in a land far away from here…or so I’ve been told.”

“I see…” he whispered, silently watching the way you tenderly caressed the honeysuckle’s leaves, it seemed as if their unique feel climbed up your fingertips like vines grown from a forlorn but cherished remembrance.

Tamaki looked at the fruit resting within his palm, he didn’t know anything about this plant or the unripe blue berries that mimicked a moonlight night’s obstinate hue. He didn’t know anything about you or the midnight shadow that casted a dark glow over your existence. You were as your beloved flower, foreign and shaded…

You stood stunned as Amajiki, despite your warning, ate a piece of the unripe fruit. He coughed as the bitterness of the berry exploded onto his tongue, his face scrunching up with distaste as he swallowed quickly.

“I told you they weren’t ripe. They won't taste good.” You admonished lightly, confusion lacing your voice.

“I know.” He mumbled before putting the other half of the berry into his mouth, the same sour expression dawning upon his features.

“Why are you eating it then?” you asked, completely stupefied by Amajiki’s actions.

“I don’t mind if they're bitter.” he rasped, wiping away the tart juice that lingered on his lips. “I just wanted to know something about it, even if it’s just what the unripe berries taste like.”

You stared at him, mystified by his simple reasoning. He’d assault his taste buds just so he could know more about the plant? Was he really that determined to learn?

A full body shiver ran down his shoulders in a way that conjured a picture of a trembling kitten and you couldn’t help yourself-

You giggled at his eccentricity.

Tamaki’s eyes widened at the resonant sound that entered his elven ears, his face blooming with rose as you hurried to cover your mouth, trying futilely to suppress the fantastical, rare music that your chest never composed for anyone but Eri. It was but a modest, single note, not the grand orchestra crafted for the little girl but it boisterously echoed just the same. Most remarkable of all? It was he who made the violin’s strings play. He did. No one else.

And it was the most exquisite scale he’s ever heard.

“If you wanted to know more, I could've just told you. I tend to this plant myself so I know quite a bit about it.” You hummed after your tone became more tranquil. You didn’t seem to notice the enthralled lull you pulled the man at your side into with your saccharine music.

“O-oh r-right…” Amajiki whispered after a beat, remembering he needed to respond even if his breath had been stolen. However, when you told him you cared for the flower on your own, an emboldened pluck of courage found its way into his lungs. “U-um if you wouldn’t m-mind…I’d like to, um…to..”

“Would you like to help me with it sometime?” As his confident nerve seemed to wane, you took his question as your own, alleviating him of his internal pressure.

“I-I’d like that.” Tamaki smiled gratefully, accepting your invitation with an unparalleled happiness.

“Now over here are the roses…”

You really were so kind to him.

✦✧✦✧

You sat alone, gaze transfixed on the garden that looked quite minuscule from your elevated spot on the window seat. You found yourself returning to the untouched study that lied far from all else, isolated from the scuttle of maids and butlers that weren’t your own or the chattering of advisers who never knew your name. Away from them and away from him. You could think here, you could reflect here. You didn’t have to pretend within the walls of this haven.

Your knees hugged to your chest, your features scowling as you reminisced about the morning. Your brief interaction left an unpalatable taste on your tongue, it poured forth from a well of anxiety you didn't fully know the source of. Why did you finish his question? Why not let it die as so many of his words were destined to do? You knew he wouldn’t accompany you, let alone tend to your plant on his own. Amajiki couldn’t be bothered amidst his royal obligations and mundane meetings, so why on earth did he even bother to ask? And why, of all things, did you for even a moment find him…endearing?

That wasn’t you. You didn’t feel that. He didn’t make you feel that. It was a misplaced fondness, you missed Eri badly and Tamaki, for a second, resembled a small characteristic of her. That’s all it was, all it ever would be.

You had rather an enlightened understanding of emotions, despite your own dwindling stock of them, you could identify them in those around you quite well. You could discern from even the slightest shift in vocal tone, a sudden but disappearing quirked brow, or the immeasurable changing sway of the way a person stood idly, all of it spoke to you as if a squall. A long suffrage of detached observation gifted you with such a skill, perhaps it was life's attempt at a consolation prize, a little reward for putting up with a never-ending flow of dreary days. You were quick to notice and even quicker to appeal…you needed that talent right now, more than anything. But as much as you wished for it, the level of understanding you gifted to others was something you could never give to yourself.

And it was killing you.

Your knuckles whitened as they gathered up corners of your dress, your teeth sinking into your bottom lip as did what you could to quell the stirring inside your heart.

You didn’t want him here. You didn’t want to be around him, you couldn’t. Just like you couldn’t handle this towering swell of displaced emotion, you wanted it to go away. You wanted everything to go away.

Your hazy eyes caught on the corner of the old desk, the small box lonesome in the same spot it sat on your birthday, unopened, unwanted. It was mocking you, for not understanding him, for not understanding yourself. Laughing at you, the same way Amajiki was surely doing when you parted from him. You glared angrily at it, perhaps hoping the hellfire of your stare would cause it to melt away. It dared to remain despite your burning protest, timid and insistent in its unmoving presence.

You stood with a start, grabbing the black box off the desk with unnecessary force. You pulled your arm back, preparing to launch it at the innocent bookshelf that unfortunately found itself in the path of your blazing fire. The soft velvet gracing against your skin forced you to pause; You lowered your arm when you felt it, your thumb dragging across its fuzzy fabric.

What were you doing?

You covered your weary eyes with a shaking hand as you held the black velvet box tightly in your palm. Carefully, you placed it back down on the desk's surface, resting it on the same spot it had been as you sighed deeply.

You really were losing your mind, weren't you?

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