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pretty-princess-peach · 6 months
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Who's your Daddy?
Word Count: 2200~
Summary: Thanksgiving with your parents goes awry when your father shows why you tried to keep you and your boyfriend away from him for so long.
Rating: Hurt/Comfort ♡
Warnings: Abusive father, yelling, degradation (not in a fun way)
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Ever since you had begun dating your boyfriend, you dreaded the thought of him meeting your parents, or, well, parent. Your father had always been a little… rough, and loud… ever since you were a kid.
For almost a year, you had managed to evade the inevitable. However, after so much nagging from your mom(and a bit from your boyfriend), you reluctantly agreed to spend Thanksgiving dinner with them.
As the two of you were getting ready, Tōji seemed more excited than he should have been. He had no idea what he was getting into. You could hear him rummaging through his collection of suits, hidden deep inside of the closet.
“Hey, babe!” Tōji called, the sound muffled by clothes. “How formal is ‘too formal’?*”
You sighed, scrolling through photos on your phone. “I dunno. I don’t think it matters much.” Your lack of enthusiasm seemed to catch him off-guard.
He poked his head out of the closet, looking at you with concern before relaxing his gaze. “Soooo…” His mouth widened into a mischievous grin before pulling a suit out of the closet. “How about this?”
You looked over, immediately breaking out into laughter. Not only was your boyfriend wiggling his eyebrows violently, but in his hand was a bright blue crushed velvet suit, one that was only used for a couple’s Halloween costume you roped him into.
“I thought you wanted my parents to like you,” you choked, struggling to suppress your laughter. He only pouted in return, clearly defeated. With an overexaggerated sigh, he reluctantly returned the suit to the closet.
After that, the two of you finished getting dressed and headed out to the car. Tōji opened the door for you as you got in, closing it before walking around to the driver’s side.
The drive was long. The only sounds were the stereo and the low hum of the engine, occasionally joined by small talk. The conversations were trivial, not relating to the impending dinner at all. It helped you relax, to be honest, and that was probably Tōji’s plan. He could tell you were nervous. He just didn’t know why.
The hour passed too soon, and before you knew it, your boyfriend was pulling into the driveway of your parents' small suburban home. You couldn't help but stare blankly at the illuminated windows, absent-mindedly picking at your nail beds. You jumped at the feeling of Tōji laying his hand over yours.
Snapping out of your gaze, you looked over to him. "Hm?" You inquired softly, fearing you had missed something he said.
“You gonna be alright, kid?” His voice was softer than usual, his brows knit together in concern.
You urgently nodded your head. “Mhm, I’m OK. It’s not like we can go back now anyway.” Tōji didn’t seem to be buying your act.
“You know, kid, we can always turn back if you can’t handle this.”
He was interrupted as your parents stepped out onto the porch. You pulled away from your boyfriend, opening the car door as he turned off the ignition.
You waved to your mother, doing your best to mimic her smile as you dodged the gaze of your father. Tōji followed closely behind you as you walked up to your parents. “It’s so good to see you! How long has it been?” 
You met your mother’s welcoming embrace, chuckling at her eager attitude. “I’ve missed you too, mom.”
As you pulled away from your mother, you were quickly drawn into your father’s arms. You managed to keep your composure, struggling not to shrink into yourself at his touch.
“Is this your boyfriend?! How did you snag a specimen like him?!” Your mother’s sudden burst allowed you to finally let go of your father and step away.
“Oh, yeah!” You had forgotten to introduce Tōji. How silly of you. “Mom, this is Tōji. Tōji, this is my mom.”
Tōji gently took hold of your mother’s hand before bringing it to his lips. Her face was so red. You worried she might have a heart attack.
When you looked to your father’s eyes, his gaze was locked on Tōji. You knew he was angry, but surprisingly, when Tōji turned to him, he smiled. They exchanged a firm handshake before you all followed your mother inside.
Your mom ushered you to the kitchen. Tōji offered to help as well, but he was quickly dismissed and sent to the living room with your dad.
The food was nearly ready, but your mom had asked for your help with decorating the cake. You had been the one to send her the recipe, but she was clueless as to how to decorate it as beautifully as you.
It didn't take long to make the icing, and after putting it in a piping bag, you decorated the blank cake with elegant, even swirls of white. Once you had finished with the icing, you added a few finishing touches.
“Perfect,” your mother commented from behind you, making you jump. “It’s beautiful.”
“It’s nothing special, really.” You chuckled anxiously.
“Nonsense.” She waved her hand. “Now, since that’s finished, could you set the table for me, please?”
“Yeah, of course!” you nodded, walking over to the kitchen cupboards. The plates clattered as you gathered a stack of four before turning your attention to the cutlery drawer. With everything in hand, you made your way towards the dining room table.
Because of the close proximity to the living room, you were able to make out a lot more of the conversation than you could before. You heard Tōji laugh in response to some comment from your father. They seemed to be getting along.
You slowly made your way around the table, gently laying the plates at each spot, arranging the knives and forks on either side.
You suppose you should be happy. It’s good to have your boyfriend get along with your parent, right? Then why does it feel so wrong…?
On your way to the fourth spot at the table, you failed to notice a crease in the rug below you. Naturally, your foot got caught while you were trying to eavesdrop. The fourth plate slipped from your hand, shattering on the floor. Things seemed to move almost in slow motion as you fell forward, nearly landing on top of it.
A shout erupted from the living room, heavy steps rapidly approaching. You could barely get to your knees before your father was standing above you, fuming.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” You flinched at his words. “YOU'RE BREAKING THE SHIT I PAY FOR?!”
You stared down at the shattered fragments before you, frozen in place.
“LOOK AT ME WHEN I FUCKING TALK TO YOU!”
You flinched again, hesitantly turning your head with tears silently running down your cheeks.
“ARE YOU REALLY CRYING RIGHT NOW?! AND QUIT FLINCHING! I’M NOT GOING TO FUCKING HURT YOU!”
You couldn’t even look at Tōji as he stood behind your father. You didn’t want to risk making him more mad. Besides, this was your fault. You were careless and broke the plate, right?
“IF YOU’RE GOING TO BE AFRAID OF ME, I’LL GIVE YOU A FUCKING REASON TO BE-” Your father was cut off as a large hand grabbed onto his shoulder, pushing him to the side.
Tōji walked over to you before kneeling down. He looked angry too… Was he mad at you? He took your hands in his, carefully looking them over. “Are you hurt?” his voice was quiet, but it was scary… like he was seconds away from snapping.
You shook your head. “No… I’m ok.” Your voice barely rose louder than a whisper.
“Good.”
“What do you think you’re doing?” Your father’s voice made you shudder. His voice was dripping with malice.
“I’m taking care of my family,” Tōji explained, his voice eerily calm. Any hint of pleasantries had vanished, leaving a dangerous, imposing aura in its place.
“Your family?” your father scoffed. “That little bitch needs to be put in her place.”
Tōji ignored your father’s words, looking into your eyes with a gentle gaze. “Go wait in the car for me, okay, sweetheart?” His voice sounded soft, but as he gently kissed your forehead, you could tell he was holding something back. “I’ll be out there soon.”
You weren’t sure whether you should listen to him, but you didn’t want to see what would happen if he did snap. With Tōji standing between you and your dad, you rose to your feet, hurrying to the door before your father had the chance to chase you. 
It wasn’t until you closed the car door that you realised you had forgotten your jacket inside, but you didn’t want to risk going back in. Maybe you could ask Tōji to grab it for you.
You lost track of time as you waited for your boyfriend, but it couldn’t have been more than twenty minutes. You were picking at your nails until the front door finally opened.
To your surprise, your father was nowhere to be seen. You watched as Tōji said something to your mother before he stepped outside, your forgotten jacket tucked under his arm.
He got in the driver’s seat and passed the jacket to you. “I thought you might need this, kid.” You noticed him rubbing his knuckles before he put his seatbelt on.
“Are you okay?” You asked softly. “What happened? Are you hurt?” You reached for his hand, but he pulled away.
He sighed before bringing one of his hands to your cheek. “I’m alright, kid. Don’t worry.” He solidified his remark with a quick kiss on your lips. As he pulled away, you both leaned back in your seats.
Tōji started the car, backing out of the driveway before beginning the long drive back home. He rested a firm hand on your thigh. “I’m sorry about tonight.” His voice was gentle. You’d never heard him apologise like this before. “I shouldn’t have bugged you to do this. It’s my fault.”
“No, it’s my fault. I’m the one who dropped the plate.” Your gaze dropped to your legs. “I made him mad...”
“Princess, please don’t talk like that.” Tōji sighed, getting quiet as he stared at the road. The silence was thick, though, luckily, it didn’t last long.
“Hey,” Tōji started, “y’know, since we left before dinner…” You looked at him with wide eyes, patiently waiting for him to finish. “Whaddya say we grab something on the way?”
You nodded eagerly. “That would be really nice.”
“Yeah? Do you have anything in min-”
“McDonald’s.” You cut him off. He almost seemed startled, but he quickly laughed it off.
“Alright, McDonald’s it is.”
Tōji pulled off of the highway at the first sight of those glorious golden arches, the bright yellow light a promise to salvation and warm, comforting, fast food. He pulled into the drive thru, and to your convenience, there was no line.
“Hello! Welcome to McDonald’s! What can I get you today?” the cheery voice said over the speaker.
“Uh, yeah, can I get uh… a big mac meal with large fries?”
“Alright! And what would you like for the drink?” the worker asked.
“A black coffee, please.” You had to stop yourself from bursting out laughing. “And can I also get a 10 nugget meal with a large fries and a coke?” You were nearly bouncing with excitement.
“For sure! Will that be everything?”
“Yep.” 
After the worker read out the total, Tōji drove up to the window to pay, then proceeded to the next window to collect the food. He passed the glorious bag of warm goodness to you, and before long, the two of you were on the road again.
The food was everything you needed, and it helped melt away the problems that happened earlier in the night. In fact, it helped you relax so much that you actually had trouble staying awake, and you fell asleep for most of the drive back.
When the car finally stopped, you didn’t care to open your eyes. You were far too comfy to be bothered with anything else. Though barely aware of your surroundings, you heard a car door open and shut, soon followed by the sound of a car door opening beside you.
You felt strong, warm arms wrap around you, lifting you out of your very comfy place in the seat. Still refusing to open your eyes, you could only whine in protest.
“I know, princess, but we have to get you to a real bed.” The voice was calm, comforting. Things felt so safe.
There was no way to tell how long you were in those arms, but before you knew it, you were being disturbed once more. Although, this time, you were being put down onto an inconveniently cold, squishy surface. You whined again, even as something was draped over your body.
You continued to wiggle in protest, trying to locate the oh so comfy source of heat. Soon, you felt a dip in the area beside you. Without hesitation, you started reaching over, and when your arms met a bare, warm surface, they latched on. 
You tried to get closer, and to your delight, you felt the warmth wrap around you. Everything felt so comfy. You were safe, and now there was nothing else to disrupt it. You finally gave in to sleep, feeling a sense of security within the strong warmth guarding you.
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s0fti3w1tch · 1 year
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Here's something I drew earlier (before I got food poisoning). I'll get back to you shortly, but for now:
[Leo]: "DONNIE! Stop! You know Mikey would be pissed if you do that! This is my problem! Stay out of this!"
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We won't get to this part for a while. This is post-Shredder/post-season 2 part of the AU's timeline. The main comic is at the very start. That doesn't mean I won't give these sections of later story. I won't give much context, but I just wanted to share it :)
Tentative Devotee AU Masterpost
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apoptoses · 10 months
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Have you ever been reading Devil’s Minion and thinking to yourself, “damn, I just can’t nail down a face for Daniel”? Have you watched Interview with the Vampire and felt like neither Christian Slater nor River Phoenix hit the mark for you?
Allow me to introduce you to James fucking Spader.
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Look at him! Is that not the face of Daniel, completely fed up with Armand feeding his cigarettes down the garbage disposal?
He’s got the naive and beautiful face but ALSO the defiant yet beseeching thing down! Also he was like 22 here, which is right around the age Daniel met Armand so he’s at peak Healthy, Pretty Molloy here. No wonder Louis decided to take him home!!
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“Do you know what a zip code is, or a tax bracket? I’m the one who buys all the goddamned airline tickets. Millions. How are we going to get millions! Steal another Maserati and be done with it, for God’s sakes!”
Spader is the original 80′s pretty boy you’d assume starred as the leading man in some schmoopy romances or schlocky teen dramas and he did that for a minute. Like check him out in Pretty in Pink-
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 Is this not peak Night Island Daniel, in his Miami Vice looking bespoke suit ready to head out with Armand for the night?
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Look at him snuggled into his blanket in Tuff Turf, like Daniel hungover and forcibly woken up to honky tonk piano tunes!
But the deliciousness doesn’t end at his looks. Because in true Molloy fashion that man said ‘you know what? I wanna make movies for freaks and weirdos only’
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In Sex, Lies and Videotape he plays the sweetest pervert who loves interviewing women about their sex lives, video taping it, and then watching them back naked but not actually getting off! He’s impotent, he’s a gentle and lovely weirdo, there’s vampire!Daniel fodder for days in this one.
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Crash is a horny flick that defies all explanation and really you need to go in blind if you’re gonna watch this one, but let me just say this: If Spader and his Wife in this film aren’t the most Daniel and Armand coded couple in cinema history I will eat my shoes. Also there’s tons of beautiful footage of him driving around at night with his blond hair ruffling in the breeze.
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Your prefer your Daniel with glasses? Oh, perfect, because in Bad Influence he plays a sweet guy who gets into a fucked up situation with a toxic friend and a sex tape!
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In Storyville he lets himself be thrown on the floor and lays there submissively before getting involved in yet another sex tape scandal!
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Don’t even get me started on Dream Lover, another smut filled romp (with some filthy deleted scenes if you google the uncut version) which has the most Devil’s Minion promo photos of all time-
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Like! Get the fuck out!
I could just go all day about his body of work but some of it you’ve just gotta see for yourself. In pretty much every film you’re guaranteed smut with him being deliciously submissive, extremely gentle with his hands, and down for all kinds of kink. And in most of his movies he gets bloody at least once, like-
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this is a shitty picture i took of my laptop but look at the blood at the corner of his mouth! Vampire activities!
In summary, let me hit you with a photo dump:
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Daniel laying in a cheap motel room during the chase years!
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Daniel with delightful 70s hair!
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More glasses!Daniel!
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Daniel with a half-buttoned 80′s shirt looking so beautiful it’s no wonder Armand couldn’t NOT turn him!
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It’s dark, he’s wet, he looks exhausted!
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He’s the ideal beautiful Molloy Weirdo and I will not be accepting any other arguments, goodbye!!
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osleeper · 1 year
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please guys just listen to me, Please I Promise Im Going Somewhere With This, PLEASE GUYS PLEASE, I SWEAR IM NOT INSANE PLEASE ITS JUST MY TWO HYPERFIXATIONS GUYS YOU GUYS, PLEASE DONT LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT JUST LISTEN TO ME PLEASE GUYS PLEASE
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No textbox version under cut@:]
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…i am completely normal about both omori and welcome home, what are you talking about, no i dont have a problem…
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yourneighborr · 7 months
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A drawing a made of Wally because he's the most and I really admire and love him very much! :] also I'm just practicing to draw better I was shocked when my drawing came out this way ^^ ♥︎
Ps: this was inspired by clowns drawing :]
The inspiration: Credits to @partycoffin
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ohdearlucifer · 8 days
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wahgifs · 10 months
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happy birthday (resident minbinjin lover) tsu @snug-gyu ♥ ©
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baby-xemnas · 10 months
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Hadnt even considered bepoxlaw until i saw your blog
And you know what? He would fuck that bear
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face of a man who is going to fuck that bear
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shineemoon · 2 years
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These sit all at the same table 😂 members wishing happy bday to another member with their own selcas 😆💞
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sysig · 8 months
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They have the cutest friendship (Patreon)
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elvenqueen12 · 10 months
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🎨🍏Wally Verse🍏 🎨Wally AUs x reader - Chapter 1: what is happening?! - Wattpad
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capn-twitchery · 6 months
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(If you don’t mind from an OC’s perspective… this is from @tales-from-the-neath btw, Tumblr doesn’t allow asks from sideblogs yet)
A letter arrives on your doorstep, written in an elegant script.
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Good day, newly descended!
You may not know me yet, but I hope over time that might change!
My name is Nyx Darkhelm, and I like to serve as a kind of guide for newer people. Er… I hope you don’t mind my… unconventional look. Being in the Neath turned me into a fox. But that’s not important!
Perhaps you could send a Calling Card if you would like to get in touch later! Or, I could do so myself, if you so choose.
Anyways, I’d best be brief… it’s d__manly hard to focus when there are two other people sharing your home, one a “detective,” the other a former Navy Captain.
I hope to see you soon!
Cheers,
- Nyx Darkhelm
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give him a minute he's got a lot to process (but when he's recovered, a conversation would be very much appreciated (especially with a navy captain))
( @tales-from-the-neath )
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tearueful · 3 months
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im starting to get second-hand happiness every time i see homelander on my dash because you enjoy him so much; and so, every time i see him im like "omg it's tea's little man!!!! look, look, it's her man!!!! it's him, it's tea's homelander!!"
like, my own feelings for him are very neutral, but because i know you like him i'm getting happy on your behalf when i see him, or when i see you reblog stuff with him. and it's just such a pure, nice feeling and i thought i'd let you know <3
aKHSDGJasljkUHGBSDfc OH MY GOD. I love this. I love this SO MUCH.
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TEA AND HER LITTLE MAN. Just me and my lil guy. The psychotic, broken murder man. My lil Homelander~
(I love that my enthusiasm is making people so happy even if some of you are clueless and half are horrified. The rest are in the same BLORBO HELL AS ME)
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osleeper · 1 year
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I have, once again, Omori’d your Welcome Home
So yeah, now you know the cast:]
MY HYPERFICATIONS AAA THEY ARE TOO STRONG AAAAAA HELP HELP ME PLEASE
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deadn30n · 5 months
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while i was in the shower i was brainstorming about heartsteel aphelios and all the different reasons he might've lost his voice ( && i'm of the opinion that it's recoverable, but difficult to achieve that ) and i thought..... what if aphelios is autistic? maybe he's like me and not on the stronger side of the spectrum, but he is autistic and so the first several years of his life he was actually nonverbal. because, yanno, sometimes we autistic people just be like that. i myself was on the side that never shut the fuck up, but i had friends who were quieter or didn't speak much.
so what if aphelios was autistic? what if alune was one of the only people he spoke with? she's his twin after all, she had a lot deeper connection with him than anyone else, even their parents. and maybe eventually she coaxed him into actually communicating ( but for the most part still speaks on his behalf ) && for a lil while he was a bit more communicative.
&& then when he was a teenager, unfortunately he developed throat cancer, which was tragic in itself, because he'd only just discovered how much he likes to sing. he'd sing to alune fairly often, and she loved it because his voice was always so sweet and gentle. after the cancer developed, he had to go in for surgery and that ultimately robbed him of his voice. not completely, but for a very long time it's extremely painful for him to speak, so he just doesn't. alune knows this, so she picks up the same habit she had as a kid in speaking on his behalf now that he quite literally can't.
but maybe one day he'll be able to get his voice back, yeah? he won't ever be able to sing again, but he will be able to speak. he's going to speech therapy actively, but not much progress has been made since the healing process is a long and grueling one. one day though! one day...
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opsbritney · 2 years
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Hold Me Closer by Britney Spears & Elton John – Listen on Spotify!
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