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toshidokii · 2 years
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nvoirs · 1 year
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Letting of steam
Disclaimers: Sub Leon, Dom reader, cussing, handjob, male receiving. This is Dead by daylight Leon!
Pairing: Leon + Female reader.
Summary: Leon and you get sent to yet another trial, whilst trying to relieve him of stress so you just go with the flow.
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He looked so restless right now. Leon had been sent to so many trials today it was taking a toll on him. It physically hurt your heart seeing him so stressed, but of course him being himself tried to mask it behind a bright smile.
He did not deserve this, he did not deserve to be continuously killed over and over for some sick supernatural entity's pleasure. Just a little while before he was fighting massive tyrants that wore trench coats and fedora hats.
"Leon take it easy, ok?" crouching beside him taking his calloused hands in your own squeezing them comfortingly. He returned the gesture looking at you, "I'm fine I promise, just a little tired that's all."
Having only dated Leon since you came to this weird world, could you even call it that? whatever this place was, you always dreamed about how it would be if you guys could truly be free.
You both escaped Mr X by the skin of your teeth as the entity decided to take the two of you along with Claire Redfield. A smart, intellectual college student who along with you and Leon were trying to survive the horrors of Raccoon City.
"Hey I have a way that'll help you let of some steam." Grabbing his hand, pulling him up and along with you leading him to the small shack like hut you and him stayed at when you weren't at the campfire with the other survivors.
Pushing him down in the mattress, you crawled atop of him. You kissed him lovingly, as he sighed into the kiss cupping your face. Hair tickling his face, your little moans sending electric shocks straight to his dick.
He tried to push you down, so he could see you from above him. "No baby, this is about you not me." you pushed him back gently. But as you began to unbutton his tactical pants, mouth watering for his heavy dick to be in your mouth right now, the colours around you began to fade.
"Fuck! seriously right now?" You yelled at the entity, for stopping your sexy time with your boyfriend. Before you could protest more you found yourself in the waiting room in RPD. Really? the entity definitely sent you here on purpose, It's like it wanted you to relive the horror of those rotten looking corpses trying to eat you except there was no zombies but a crazed killer every trial who wanted to place you on a rusty meat hook. Oh gosh Leon. He was probably still hard as fuck for starters, knowing the shitty entity couldn't control his sex drive.
Entering the corridor of the East wing, you made your way to the rooftop. It was still raining here, like it was on the night you met Leon. The entity really liked these special effects you could say. Stepping past the remnants of the helicopter explosion, you made your way down through into the main hall. Glancing at the maiden statue square in the middle, before making your way into the west office.
There he was Leon had just finished the 2nd generator, he was palming himself through his pants. Relief sunk into you making your way towards his standing figure.
"Hey handsome, let me help you with that." Whispering in his ear, your hot breath fanning against him making blood rush towards his cock.
Startled at your sudden prescence, Leon allowed you to push him to the ground back against the wall.
"But baby we gotta help our t-"
Hushing him one finger placed onto his rosy lips, "Claire will handle it c'mon."
You thought about it quickly, Cheryl could definitely finish the remainder of generators by herself. Claire was more than capable of distracting the killer for another 5 or 10 minutes. That left you to relieve your baby's stress, you knew his cock ached for you.
Pulling his suffocating briefs down his calves, letting them pool at his ankles along with his tactical pants. He was so pretty. Nice and girthy, his pink tip twitching with beads of precum rolling down. Spitting into the well of your hand for some sort of lubrication, you wrapped a small hand around him.
This caused him to let out a deep groan, making you giggle.
"Gosh Leon, I haven't even started yet and you're already moaning for me?"
Rubbing his slit faster made him buck his hips up higher into your hand trying to gain some sort of the slightest friction.
"Shit.. stop teasin me baby." Sweat was beginning to form on his brow, his bangs sticking to his forehead and temple. You felt at peace like this, these intimate moments with Leon proved you weren't alone in this.
His whines became almost pornographic, stuffing his shirt between his teeth he grabbed your arm tightly.
"Where are your manners mister?" sighing you put your head into the junction of his left shoulder. He was so warm, his sweet, muffled sounds made it better.
Drool was beginning to dribble down his chin, as he looked at you with those mesmerising, cerulean coloured eyes of his.
"Please let me cum.. please promise I'll be good." His thrusts died down, waiting for your answer.
"Please what?"
"Please Ma'am, wanna ah cum."
With glee you sped up, "That's right baby I'm right here."
His breathing got heavier, gosh he was so sensitive it made you feel pride knowing you were the one getting him so worked up like this. Nipping and kissing at his supple, pale neck the salty tang left on your tongue as you left your little love bites peppered all over his skin possessively. Wanting to make sure all those other survivors knew that he was yours, only yours and you were his.
When he came his load was huge, you knew Leon cummed a lot which increased his attractiveness even more but even you were taken aback. He must have not touched himself in a while, glad you could help.
"Holy shit Leon." It just kept coming, you'd milked him dry at this point. All over his thighs and your fingers, you brought a hand to your lips. You tasted him of your fingers, moaning erotically at the taste.
"Christ, your so good with your hands baby." Pushing his sandy strands of hair back, giving you a perfect view of his fucked out face.
"Wanted to make you feel good sweetheart, now let's clean you up and go help the others."
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DBD!Leon escaping the rift and becoming y/n's househusband? 👉👈🥺💖
Sure ^^
DBD!Leon X Reader - House Husband
Escaping the entity’s realm was no easy feat, but for those who could manage it, the Entity had an odd respect for them, allowing them to enjoy their hard earned freedom.
Leon was one of these few, managing to escape after god know’s how long, it could’ve been days, it could’ve been years.
When he was taken, he had left you behind, and the first thing he did was look for you, retracing his steps and finding his way back to your apartment together.
Luckily for him, it had only been a few months in the real world, and you started crying when he walked in the door, holding him.
At first, he didn’t explain where he was, he was quiet about it. But he realized this worried you, he agreed to start going to therapy, and slowly began to open up to you about it more as well. He was relieved when you believed him, his whole body shaking with anxiety as he told you what happened to him.
It was after this that you began to notice a change in him. It was slow and subtle, but not bad. The daring rookie you once knew had become much more of aa homebody, and had seemed to taken a liking to the more “domestic” hobbies. He had begun knitting, as well as cleaning the house more.
When you asked him about it, he said it was something his therapist suggested. He hadn’t had any sense of “normal” in the Realm, so doing little things like cleaning, cooking, and other hobbies would help to remind him he was in the real world, and that he was safe.
As he slowly recovered, this became your new routine; you became the breadwinner of the family, coming home from work to find Leon waiting for you, working on his latest knitting, or cross stitching, or even just dusting or sweeping the house. It became quite cozy.
After a year or so, he asked if you would be willing to move with him. The apartment was nice, but it just didn’t feel like home to him anymore. When you asked what he had in mind, he showed you a quaint cottage that wasn’t far out of town, but looked like it was from a fairytale.
“Trying to live a cottage core life, hmm?” You teased him, but he smiled, nodding a little.
“Honestly, a little bit. Everything was so dead there, all the plants and animals were just creations of the entity, I want to go somewhere where the life is… real. Where the plants and animals aren’t all part of some elaborate torture method to get in my head.” He told you.
The two of you moved, enjoying your new home together, and you watched as he became happier before your very eyes. He honestly reminded you of Tatsu from Way of the House Husband; a young man who had been through more than you could imagine, now wearing an apron and baking for you when you got off work. It made you smile.
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imtooscaredforthis · 4 months
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Chapter Twenty Four: Alone Together
Mentions of: NSFW/Sexual Content, P in V, Oral sex, and slight drug use
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A/N: Trying to post this for the fifth time today bcs tumblr fucking sucks. Enjoy!!
Tags: @vandeaad @prettycutebunny @dead-bxxxtch-walking @mama-miya
You watched as your handsome companion paced around your room nervously. “I’m sorry. I don’t even know why I came here. I just- I can’t stop thinking and I can’t sleep and-”
“Leon, it’s fine. Here, sit down and relax.” You told him. You would offer him another form of relaxation, but it’s the illegal kind and he kind of was a cop…so you’re not sure if he’d approve. You stuck to words of reassurance instead. “You know you can tell me anything right? We’re friends.”
He hesitated, taking a deep breath. “I can’t stop thinking…about you. I can’t get you off my mind, and it’s driving me crazy.”
Your eyes widened as you realized what he was saying. oh. Oh.
“I know it’s a lot, but it’s been killing me. I just had to tell you. I want you, _______.” You had to be dreaming, or hallucinating, or something. All you knew was that you wanted this too, more than anything.
So, you leaned in and kissed him. You kissed him hard, feeling the lust and want thrumming through your body, your heart racing. He kissed you back, slightly surprised by your actions, but reciprocating nonetheless. His lips were so soft against yours, keeping up with your quick pace.
You hadn’t done anything like this in a long time…even before you wound up here. You were far too busy with taking care of your sister, working constantly to make it by. Most of your sexual experiences had been average at best, but you had a good feeling about this one. Especially with how you could feel the butterflies and fireworks going off in your stomach as the kiss deepened.
You straddled him, pushing him back against the bed. You began to kiss down his neck, sucking hickeys into it, and nibbling occasionally. He groaned when you sucked on a sensitive spot, making him buck his hips against your lower back. You smirked as you felt his hardness pressing against you, repeating the action a couple of times.
“Wait, y-you’re sure you want this? You’re sure that I’m- that we’re not moving too fast?” He asked, slightly apprehensive as you began to unbuckle his belt.
“Yeah, You want this and I want it too. Nothing wrong with that. We’re just two adults who want to have a good time.” You pulled his pants down slightly, eyeing the bulge in his boxers. You stroked him through the material, before running your thumb over a damp patch where some precum started to leak through.
“Don’t you want to feel good?” You cooed, pressing a kiss to his earlobe.
“Yes- yes. I do. Please just- touch me.” His head fell to the side as he begged. You smirked at him, reaching inside and stroking his cock, making him moan.
You pulled away from him, moving down and positioning yourself between his legs. You wiggled his pants and boxers further down, smirking up at him. His cheeks went bright pink. “You don’t have to-”
“No but I want to, so I’m doing it.” You leaned in and pressed a small kiss to his tip. He had a pretty cock, larger than average, not too thick and not too long, with a throbbing pink tip. You opened your mouth and loosened your jaw, slowly working yourself down him.
“Oh fuck.” He moaned as you began to bob your head on him. You moved his free hand to the back of your head, letting him run his fingers through your hair and guide you.
Despite his hand in your hair, you went at your own pace, going a little faster just to watch him struggle. He gripped your hair hard, but not hard enough to be painful, his eyes rolling while he moaned. “God, You’re so good.”
He was a pretty sight, blonde hair sticking to his forehead, his face all flushed and sweaty, and pink lips parted. His chest heaved and his were thighs spread wide open, jerking in sensitivity.
“W-wait-” He moaned as you went faster, and you could feel him throbbing in your mouth. You made sure to keep eye contact as you watched him finish, committing the sight to memory.
You swallowed around him, letting him finish down your throat. Then, you pulled away with a parting kiss to his tip, making him jolt with overstimulation. “Jesus- that was- that was amazing. You’re amazing.”
Smirking, you leaned up and kissed him, brushing the hair out of his face, and letting him taste himself on your tongue. You pulled away. “Trust me, we’re just getting started.”
You removed your clothes and helped get rid of the rest of his. He kissed you, reaching down to caress your cunt. He ran two fingers over your slit, groaning at how soaked you were.
“So wet.” He mumbled against your lips, before kissing your neck gently. He rubbed slow gentle circles on your clit, and you couldn’t help but melt in his grip.
He pressed one finger in, and then two, slowly working you open. You gasped when he rubbed against that spongy spot inside, your eyes fluttering. This was so much better than you could’ve ever imagined.
You whined when he pulled his fingers out, your cunt clenching around nothing, needing to be filled. “I’m sorry- I just- I have to be inside.”
You nodded rapidly and straddled him, letting him slowly push his hips up and inside. The stretch burned just a little, before it became nothing but bliss. Once you were fully adjusted, you moved first, planting your hands on his chest and slowly rocking yourself.
Your nose brushed against his as you kissed him again, gazing down at him and watching his body. It looked like something carved out of a statue. His lean and muscular body and abs tensing with every roll of your hips.
He pushed his hips against yours, letting his cock brush against your G-spot, hitting it every single time. You moaned and dug your nails into his shoulders. It had been so long since you felt this good. Since the euphoria took over your senses and left you to just think about this.
“Fuck, Leon. Just like that.” You moaned breathlessly. He held your waist, his hips moving in unison with yours.
You were bouncing even faster against him now, and you let him lean in and wrap his mouth around one of your nipples. You arched your back, letting your eyes flutter as you moaned louder.
You had forgotten how good this felt. How good it could be. You should’ve done this a long time ago.
He rubbed at your clit and pushed into you harder, managing to get you to come first. He whined at the feeling of you pulsing around him before he finished quickly after, pulling out and climaxing on your stomach.
The two of you lay there in an exhausted heap, panting softly. You smiled over at him. “You feel better now?”
“Yeah..I do..”
It wasn’t long until he left, he had to go to a trial. You didn’t mind him going. To be honest, you weren’t sure how you felt about having him stay the night. He got dressed and walked over to you, kissing you goodbye. “I’ll see you soon.”
“See you.” Once he left, you lit a cigarette. You took a few deep drags, slipping under the blankets and melting into the mattress, satisfied, exhausted, and alone…or so you thought.
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dat-is-i · 9 days
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don't heal in basement against scratch mirror myers :)
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cybebully · 10 months
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Practicing anatomy before working on stylization pease enjoy
Ref: https://pixierebels.com/products/loose-multi-pocket-washed-jeans
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cadkeyper · 1 year
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You could never have this conversation with an actual person
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beeps-mess · 1 year
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just spent five minutes trying to get a leon into hatch. i may have absolutely destroyed your teamates but i promise you're different. i got him in but GOD it took forever.
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wormy-business · 1 year
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Leon and Vittorio flirting at the campfire????
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sometimesraven · 1 year
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@febuwhump Day 17: Silent Tears
Fandom: Dead by Daylight Whumpee:  Nea Karlsson
Summary: Nea isn’t brave. Especially not against the Doctor.
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Nea wasn’t brave.
She was so many things. Stubborn, angry, bull-headed, annoying, rebellious, bitchy... Brave wasn’t one of those things.
So when she hid behind a wall inside the open exit gates, listening to the screams of her friends as the Doctor sought them out one by onw, she couldn’t move to help them.
Static burned in her head, screeching through her ears every time the fuzz of his electricity echoed through the game arena. She heard Leon scream, felt the squeeze in her chest as the gong of the Entity’s claim sounded above.
Steve was next. She could hear his scream from here, closed her eyes and sunk to her knees as the second gong sounded.
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she heard Meg’s footsteps approach the gate. She still didn’t move; didn’t dare make a sound. The static grew urgent in her head, and she wrapped her arms around her knees, burying her face in them as the wet sound of pierced flesh accompanied a splatter of blood in the grass.
Nea still couldn’t move. The adrenaline had left her body, replaced by trembling sorrow.
As the Doctor found her hiding place, her tears gave way to screams.
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molkshaek · 2 years
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leon.
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nvoirs · 1 year
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I haven't really been writing but the amount of Leon prompts I have in my head are insane.
Here's a peek of another I'm planning to write.
tw: murder, blood, knives, leon being extremely hot as a murderer??!
Okay so.. What if Leon was the Ghostface in Dead by daylight? Like just thinking about it is so hot. !DBD Ghostface Leon who was taken because of his pure rage and anger and his obsession of stalking and torturing his victims to death.
But how did Leon even become such a reckless monster? An affectionless psychopath that found pleasure in killing? Well Leon was once a student at the police academy, top of the class but one day it all came crashing down. His progress in class plummeted, and he quickly decreased to the bottom which meant he failed and was eventually kicked out of the academy.
But what made his blood really boil was the taunting and jeering his fellow students directed towards his meek self. His expression changed into one of pure fiery hatred, as he'd walked away. He would have his revenge.
And he did so. Leon was inspired by the original Ghostface's that were the masterminds behind the 96 killings. He was able to get his hands on a Ghostface outfit, and he chuckled as he stroked the large sleek knife he would strike with.
He spent days stalking his soon to be victims, planning the perfect time to strike. And after killing the last one he looked at their heavy body in pure disgust as they thumped to the ground swiping the blood of his knife with his leather gloves.
But something was of, an eerie feeling crept up Leon's back. Prickling the tiny hairs alerting his heightened senses. He liked it, the fog whispers growing telling him to follow and he did just that. Stepping into the awaiting fog leaving nothing but a trail of blood behind, Leon welcomed the fog with open arms.
(Pt 2 soon) 😪
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imtooscaredforthis · 5 months
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Chapter Twenty Three: Companion
Mentions of: Blood, Guns, Injury, Drug Use, Deathslinger sucks, Typical Trial Shenanigans, and Leon is sexy that’s all
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A/N: ITS FINALLY TIME FOR MY POOKIE BEAR TO SHINE
Tags: @dead-bxxxtch-walking @mama-miya
@prettycutebunny @vandeaad
You haven’t interacted with anyone from the Legion ever since what happened with Frank. At first, you felt empty, realizing how much time you spent with them outside of trials, and not the other survivors. They were much closer with each other, having their own bonds and social circles.
You were far too focused on getting out of here to pay attention to any of that. But now as you were faced with the cruel reality of the situation, you realized that you had made a mistake.
While they might not directly relate to you like Frank did, these people were on your side. They all wanted to help you, not hurt you like your old killer friends.
In fact, they have helped you a lot already. Kate saved you and gave you a place to stay when in need. There was also Bill, Chris, Claire, and Leon, who were all good company.
You smiled over at Leon as you continued to work on the generator together. It was nice to have a familiar face in trials. It was nice to have someone you could trust. Someone who was on your side.
You flinched when you heard the sound of a gunshot in the distance. The two of you exchanged knowing looks. Deathslinger. He was always a pain in the ass.
You and Leon stuck together as you went from generator to generator. It wasn’t until you had two generators left that you had to split up. One of your teammates had been downed, and the other was hooked.
“I’ll get them.” Leon said, pulling away from the generator. “Okay, be careful.”
“I will.” He gave you a heart fluttering smile as he walked off which got you so distracted that you almost made the generator explode.
Leon managed to save one of Dwight, but got hooked. So after you patched Feng up, you went to find him.
You saved your other teammate, but by the time you reached him, Deathslinger was hot on your heels. You pulled him off the hook as fast as you could. “Run. I’ll distract him.”
You put your body between him and the killer, blocking him off and protecting him. He jammed the blade of his gun into your back, making you yelp in pain. You didn’t care, as long as Leon was safe.
You sprinted through the junkyard, hiding behind piles of scraps and old metal, and used cars, dodging the bullets shot at you. He frowned in annoyance and impatience, and you could hear him grumble and growl with every missed shot.
This is perfect. Just keep him distracted while your teammates can finish the last couple of gens, and everything should be-
Before you could finish that thought, he managed to land a shot, the barbed spear hitting your side. A searing pain ran through you as you dug your feet into the ground feeling him start to reel you in. You clawed at the chain, trying to pull it out or break it off, hissing in pain. Deathslinger laughed to himself smugly, entertained by your struggles. He finally caught you. Or so he thought.
Out of nowhere, Leon came running to your aide, breaking off the chain. The killer let out a frustrated growl, while you stumbled off, attempting to run.
“C’mon, there’s only one generator left. We’re going to get out of here. All of us.” Leon reassured you. That motivated you to run a little faster, but you still couldn’t move at full speed, the pain in your side too great.
Then, you noticed that the gun wasn’t pointed at you anymore. It was focused on Leon. Just as the spear was launched towards him, you dove and pushed him out of the way, tackling him to the ground.
You found yourself straddling him, your face growing slightly flushed. Both of you were panting softly, staring into each other’s eyes. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.” As you pulled yourself off of him, Deathslinger approached slowly, reloading his gun.
“Aww, would you look at that? Just two little lovebirds trying to save each other. How sweet. Since you both wan’ta stay together so bad, I guess you can die together.”
His voice changed from condescending to murderous in a heartbeat as he loomed above. He shot again, and it landed right between the two of you, as you both went your separate ways, sprinting in opposite directions.
“Hey.” You smiled when you spotted Leon at the exit jogging over to him. Dwight had already left with Feng, so it was just you two. “Glad to see that you made it.”
“Yeah, you too.” He smiled.
“Guess the ‘lovebirds’ made it after all.” You called out mockingly, laughing to yourself. He let out a small chuckle, before turning to leave. “Shall we?”
Later that night, you had a long break from the trials. Usually, that meant you were finished, but occasionally The Entity likes to fuck with you and drag you into the trial whe you were in the middle of sleeping. You figured you’d take your chances.
Just as you were about to light your blunt, there was a knock at your door, making you jump. You shoved the blunt and baggie of weed under your bed, getting to your feet.
A feeling of dread overcame you as you wondered who it could be at this hour. If it’s Frank, I’m slamming the door right in his face. I’m not going to forgive him after one shitty apology like last time. I’m done with him.
You reminded yourself as you went to answer the door. You let out a mental sigh of relief when you saw that it was just Leon.
But then you felt even more anxious at him being here. Much more self conscious about you standing in front of him in just your tank top and sleep shorts, and your tousled bed head hair.
“Hey, sorry. Did I wake you?” He greeted, his voice soft. He found himself unable to keep eye contact with you, rubbing the nape of his neck nervously.
“No, no, you’re completely fine. What’s up?” You replied. “I was just wondering if uh, if we could talk?”
“Sure. Want to come inside?” You opened the door a little wider for him to enter.
“Okay.”
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dat-is-i · 8 months
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moodyspoodys · 1 year
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One time a Wesker really wanted me dead, all it took was a few flashbangs (I was guilty as charged)
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