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mirrorballhughes · 8 months

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i miss you, im sorry | luke hughes x adelaide hunter

based on the gracie abrams song (kindaish) and also based kinda on tsitp :) this is a drafted story im gonna post to wattpad 👀 but this is when luke is leaving UMich for good, and doesnt say anything to adelaide since the pair broke up. giving you some angst kinda😊 this is my first time writing off hand and not using tv show plots for my storyline so pls lmk if you like it and if u want more !!!

once the game finished, adelaide rushed to the dressing room to congratulate the boys for winning the game. ade stood outside watching the doors slam lightly open, the girl smiled seeing mackie and rutger walk out. the boys didnt looks so happy. “whats with the long faces? you guys killed it today!!!” the blonde girl smiled stopping the boys in their places. the two were whispering to each other ade though she might of heard, “she doesnt know?” “he didnt tell her?” come from the pair. before she could ask mark, ethan and duker came out with the same look on their faces. the rest of the team exited the dressing room. adelaide looked at the team, not seeing that curly hair she still adored. he always stuck out to her. ‘for adelaide, luke is the sun. and when the sun comes out, the stars disappear.'

“wheres luke?” the boys looked around at each other, mark took a step up closer to the girl. “he just left dells. you didnt know? hes leaving for jersey tonight.” the words simply didnt sound real to her. why didnt luke say anything to her before he left? her hand started shaking, the 43 jersey on her back was itchy. she didnt feel real. sure the pair broke up, but the girl always thought it was mutual. they couldnt not just stop being friends, their families being friends they were always connected almost like a single thread of gold tied them together. “how long ago.” the words came out inbetween shaky breaths. “just now. addie you might make it to him.” ethan smiled grabbing the girl’s shoulders in hopes that would make her feel better. “move out of the way!” ade pushed through the group of boys and started running down the corridor. tears were hot and falling from her face.

her footsteps got louder. her ears were ringing, she heard other footsteps behind her knowing the team was following her. this damn jersey was making her so itchy. adelaide wants the best for her boy, but she wished he could’ve said goodbye to her. she was his biggest supporter. even still wearing his jersey to their games. after they broke up, she loved seeing face when he realizes whos jersey she was wearing. it warmed her up inside. but now this jersey was making her ill. she looked up seeing his curly hair, she stopped in her place as she felt like she was gonna be sick. all the blonde wanted to do was say “i miss you. i just want my boy back.” but she knew that couldnt happen.

I MISS YOU

luke had just left the dressing room. he finished saying his goodbyes to his teammates. he was gonna miss playing with his friends, but the NHL was his dream. the curly haired boy kept walking down the corridor saying goodbye to the people walking the other way from him. he couldnt bring himself to say goodbye to his girl scratch that not his girl, but she will always still be his girl. the boy was surprised she showed up wearing his jersey. he thought she wouldve asked mark for his or anyone else on the team. but even when they werent talking she still wore his jersey loud and proud.

loud footsteps approached him. “LUKE!!!” he knew that voice all too well. “WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME.” that made him stop in his place. luke shook his head and kept walking. the footsteps followed, adelaides tears fell quicker. he could tell she was crying, he cant give an reaction. he doesnt want to be a dick, but he knows once he turns around hes gonna pull addie in for a hug, pick her up and kiss her. leaving UMich was hard for him just because of her. he missed his girl. luke just wanted addie back with him in his arms, watching some dumb movie as the girl can recite it with like back of her hand. the way she looked in the morning. going out for breakfast. her watching him and the boys practice.

the no contact with each other was unbearable. the lingering tension was crazy. the ex couple both could pounce on each other in any minute and kiss each other so passionately. ade stayed in her place looking at the boy who stood still like time stopped. she wiped her eyes in hopes he would speak. “lu, are you gonna say anything?” her voice broke. luke felt so shitty, but he knows this is for the better. he would stop everything for adelaide hunter but his dream is standing in the way of the two. he wants to leave UMich but if he even looks at the blonde he would just cave in and chase right after her. “ill see you at the lake house el.” and with that luke hughes opened the doors, walked out tears forming in his eyes. he blinked a few times in hopes they would go away.

IM SORRY

“LU.” adelaide chased after him, getting stopped by mark. the taller boy pulled her into his chest, holding her face as he watched the hughes boy walk away from UMich for good. “dells you okay?” he pushed hair out of her face looking down at the girl. “no.” adelaide let go of mark and took that jersey off, leaving her in her blue long sleeve she had on under it. she looked down at the jersey, her fingers ran down the numbers and his name, as tears welled in her eyes. “come on. im sure he will reach out soon.” mark wrapped his arm around his shoulders, walking to where the rest of the group was. “we can see him on the big screen too ade! this is his dream. i knew he meant well.” duker pulled the girl out of marks arm and hugged her. “its gonna work out in the end. just trust me.”

#luke hughes #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes imagine #new jersey devils #umich hockey #luke hughes x oc #luke hughes oneshot #luke hughes fanfic #fanfic #oneshot #nj devils #mark estapa #ethan edwards #dylan duke #luke hughes blurb #adelaide hunter #i miss you im sorry fanfic #joss writes

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sexy-monster-fucker · 4 months

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are we wanting another Mark Hoffman fic??

#hunter mumbles #mark hoffman #saw movie #mark hoffman x reader #writing #fanfic

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shouts-into-the-void · 9 days

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Forever annoyed that Christie isn't a more popular character

#she has super high spirit power and is concerned about the well being of the kids in the group #if Death Mark 2 was written better she would have had a role similar to Eita that kept her out of the ghost stuff while helping gather info #she and Mashita have similar personalities in opposite directions why does nobody talk about her?#(she WILL be in the fanfic)#shiin #christie arimura #death mark #spirit hunter #spirit hunter: death mark #death mark 2 #shibito magire

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midnightstar-90 · 11 months

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Fanfic Suggestions

This is a masterlist of all the fanfics that I have read and give a "10/10 Would Read Again" Rating. I love these writer's works, and I believe they deserve the recognition. They inspire me and my writing, and I am truly thankful for that.

I am incorporating both Tumblr and Wattpad Fanfics. If it has a user, it's a Tumblr writing, and no user is a Wattpad writing.

Hope y'all enjoy ❤️

🔥- 18+/Mature | ☔- Sad

Scream

Lovers Lane (C.M.M) 🔥

@msgorillagripcoochie's About You Fic (C.M.M)

@n-slayaaaaa's Calls I Can't Make Fic 1 2 3 (E.L) | (C.M.M) 🔥

DC Comics

Knight Wolf and Little Robin (J.T)

Lost Cause (J.T)

Control (C.K)

@tinkerbelle05's Maybe We'll Get Through This (J.R)

@asonofpeter's Where You Go Masterlist (J.R)🔥

@oneshots-heaven's The Motel Room Masterlist (D.G)

Vampire Diaries | Originals | Legacies

The Original Daughter (E.M)

Cursed Witch (K.M) 🔥

Damon's Daughter (D.S)

Avatar

@avatarkv

@cryinginthemoonpool's A Forgotten Birthday ☔ (Sully Family)

Harry Potter

Infinity (F.W) 🔥

Evermore (S.S) 🔥

Endgame (S.S) 🔥

Stranger Things

Ho Hey (E.M)

Julie & The Phantoms

Somethin Stupid (R.P)

Boy Meets World

Capsize (S.H)

Oscar Issac + Characters

@melodygatesauthor (O.I)

@sweetly-yours-and-mine (O.I)

@bastardmandennis's Pretty When You Cry (J.L) 🔥

@ivystoryweaver's With You Masterlist (Moon Knight System)

@mooooonnnzz's Miguel O'hara & Daughter Action 1, 2, 3, 4 (M.O)

Moondust (Moon Knight System)

@m00nsbaby's Why Won't You Love Me? (Moon Knight System)☔

@lockleysfav's Haze (M.O)🔥

@januaryembrs's Last Knight In SOHO Masterlist (Moon Knight System)🔥

@bastardmandennis's Even If It's A False God (M.S)🔥

@ohmystaxk's Goodbye, My Dear Stranger Masterlist (Moon Knight System)🔥

@alwritey-aphrodite's I'll Be Back Again To Stay Masterlist (S.G)🔥

Marvel

Pistol (H.B)

Freaks | Runaways | Heroes | Humans (P.M)

@anonymousewrites's Portal To My Heart Masterlist (L.L)

Shadow & Bone

Stain of Red (The Darkling)

@midnightlilium's Reborn Masterlist (The Darkling) 🔥☔ * Not as explicit as other content on this app*

@kasagia's I'll Be Back For You Fic 1 2 (The Darkling) | (K.B)

@moonlightgrisha's Moon Summoner Masterlist (The Darkling)

Actors

@yawneneteyam's All Things Connected Masterlist (J.F)

@babybluebex's Bad Idea, Right? (J.Q) 🔥

@anxiouslymalicious's Losers Club Plus One Masterlist (R.T)

New Girl

A Summer's Day (N.M) 🔥

Bridgerton

@bosbas's Love In Bloom Masterlist (B.B)

@nikkisheep's To Be Alone With You series (A.B) 🔥 1 2 3

@bellatrixscurls's Arranged Marriage (A.B) 🔥

@bellatrixscurls's Exquisite Weather Today, No? (A.B) 🔥1

@fayes-fics's A Beneficial Arrangement (A.B) 🔥

@marwritesgood's Illicit Affairs (A.B) 🔥

@dreamwritesimagines's Enamored Masterlist (A.B)

The Second Born Bridgerton & The Second Born Bridgerton's Wife (B.B)

@homeofthepeculiar's I Know You So Well Masterlist (B.B)🔥

Criminal Minds

@dr-spencer-reids-queen's Criminal Minds Series Rewrite Masterlist (S.R)

@fortheloveofwonderland's Me & You & Everyone We Know - Masterlist (S.R)🔥

Jensen Ackles + Characters

@zepskies's Take Me Home Masterlist (B.A)

@zepskies's Masterlist (Jensen + Characters)

@luci-in-trenchcoats's Home Sweet Not Home (J.A)

@lamentationsofalonelypotato's You Call It Madness But I Call It Love Masterlist (S.B)

@anundyingfidelity's Blood, Sweat, & Tears (B.B/S.B)🔥

@syrma-sensei's Hush Hush Behind The Shield (S.B)🔥

@anundyingfidelity's I'm A Ruin 1, 2, 3 (S.B)🔥

@wayward-dreamer's Pillow Talk (S.B)🔥

@princessmisery666's Please Don't Leave (J.A)

The Rookie

@xxchumanixx's Rookie Masterlist (T.B/J.N)

@chiefdirector's Rookie Masterlist (T.B/Chenford)

@fluentmoviequoter's Rookie Masterlist (T.B)

Percy Jackson Series

@woodlandwrites's Mind Over Matter (L.C)

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otokowrecker · 13 days

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This always seems to be how I end up writing them in my fics (^^)"

(joke from The Quest for Camelot!)

#ao3 writer #death mark #spirit hunter #fanfic #Kazou Yashiki #Satoru Mashita #Shou Nagashima #Moe Watanabe #I am a creature of habit

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pokimoko · 10 months

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Pokimoko's Fic Bonanza

I've been jumping between a lot of fandoms lately, and I've ended up with a small collection of (not quite small) fics as a result. And because they are such a random assortment I thought, hey, why not post them altogether and make a day of it. So, without further ado, here's my odd party mix of fics for your viewing pleasure.

Lacuna - A Moon Knight Fic

Word Count: 1.5K Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steven Grant & Marc Spector Characters: Steven Grant (Marvel), Marc Spector, Wendy Spector, Jake Lockley Summary: lacuna (noun) 1. an empty space or gap where something should be 2. a cavity or depression, especially in bone

(or: marc and steven fill in the gaps)

Where You End and I Begin - An Owl House Fic

Word Count: 15k Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hunter | The Golden Guard & Luz Noceda, Flapjack | Cardinal Palisman & Hunter | The Golden Guard (The Owl House), Hunter | The Golden Guard & Caleb Wittebane, Hunter | The Golden Guard & Philip Wittebane | Emperor Belos, Hunter | The Golden Guard/Willow Park, Hunter | The Golden Guard & Gus Porter, Hunter | The Golden Guard & Vee (The Owl House), Darius Deamonne & Hunter | The Golden Guard Characters: Hunter | The Golden Guard (The Owl House), Luz Noceda, Flapjack | Cardinal Palisman (The Owl House), Caleb Wittebane (Mentioned), Darius Deamonne, Willow Park, Philip Wittebane | Emperor Belos, Gus Porter, Vee (The Owl House) Summary: All of Hunter's life, he has copied those around him; all the ways they smile, all the ways they are cruel and, most importantly, all the ways in which they pretend. But as dark truths come to light and new friendships are formed, Hunter slowly but surely learns to carve out his own identity.

Let's Take the Long Way Home - A Bright Sessions Fic

Word Count: 5.8K Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Mark Bryant/Oliver Ritz Characters: Mark Bryant, Oliver Ritz Summary: After the events at Yale, Mark and Oliver stop at a roadside attraction, and have an important discussion. (Or: "hey, why don't we express our feelings to each other right next to this giant milk bottle?")

Graceful Degradation - A Portal 2 Fic

Word Count: 21K Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Wheatley & Wheatley (Portal), Wheatley (Portal) & Original Character(s), GLaDOS & Wheatley (Portal) Characters: Wheatley, Original Character(s), GLaDOS, Background & Cameo Characters Summary: It's 1982, and Aperture Science has made a breakthrough in the development of AI, having successfully completed the first ever artificial duplication of a human mind. The prototype speaks and thinks just like its progenitor, the scatterbrained yet determined Doctor Wheatley, but the question remains: is the digital copy truly the same as the human it believes itself to be? Is it happy to exist as it does? And why does it insist on being treated like a person?

Well, there's only one way to find out. It's time to test. And test. And test. And test.

The Ghost in the Machine - A Wolf 359 Fic

Word Count: ~23k Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Doug Eiffel & Hera, Doug Eiffel & Renée Minkowski, Doug Eiffel & Isabel Lovelace, Doug Eiffel & Daniel Jacobi Characters: Doug Eiffel, Hera (Wolf 359), Renée Minkowski, Isabel Lovelace, Daniel Jacobi Summary: Struggling to find his place amongst a ship of strangers he once called friends, Doug turns to the recordings of Officer Eiffel, the person he can't remember ever being, in the hopes of better understanding the world around him. But things take a turn for the strange when those same recordings start to talk to him…

#my fanfiction #my fanfic #fanfic #my writing #moon knight #the owl house #the bright sessions #portal #portal 2 #wolf 359 #steven grant #marc spector #hunter toh #flapjack toh #luz noceda #mark bryant #oliver ritz #doug eiffel #hera wolf 359 #wheatley #wow my first non-moon knight fics in almost two years; fairy claps to me #yes i'm aware this is a bizarre mix of fandoms but hey i like what i like. and i like a lot of deadish fandoms i guess #but if somehow one person out there actually likes ALL of these fandoms then congrats friend this is your lucky day i suppose #though you will soon realise that three of these basically have the same plot just with different fandom dressing because I like one theme #would you like a triple serving of 'self versus self'. perhaps an overuse of the ship of theseus metaphor? well you're in luck!#seriously four of these are just ✨Identity Issues✨ galore and then there's the odd one out that is just ✨Bisexual Disasters✨#i'm just finally happy to be posting this bloody thing; i drafted this like early june to sort of make up for the shortness of the mk fic #but then i just kept...writing stuff...the portal 2 and bright sessions fics were both a surprise. as was the length of the w359 one #and now i'm here with 65k of fic. which was...really unexpected. but hey can't say i haven't been unproductive this winter. go me.#fic stuff

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greygullhaven · 11 months

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What We Have Right Before Us

New Shetland Fanfic! Hot off the Press!

The Dad and Stepdad relationship has always been an interesting balancing act. Duncan and Jimmy have navigated those waters for years. But is there more bubbling under the surface? Can they be more than the dad and stepdad? Is it possible? It is time for them to finally have that talk and find out!

Please read and would love to know what people think of my first Shetland fic :D <3

#bbc shetland #Shetland TV #jimmy perez #Duncan Hunter #mark bonnar #douglas henshall #fanfics #fandom

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wellthatsnogood · 2 years

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Hell Yeah! This was fun, that said it has like zero editing so I apologize orz

Wingwomen Saya

Words: 567

Rating: G

While her spirit had been a bit scattered by Mary, it would be wrong to assume it’d been destroyed. She just needed time to recollect and come to her senses, reattach to the world if only for a while. There was no way she could move on fully without knowing her brother’s fate after all.

And yet the last thing Saya had expected, was her first sight to be two grown men awkwardly trading farewells. Both her brother and that detective, Mashita, were lingering in the entryway, conversation turning into uncomfortable silence. Then the detective just seemed to give up, growling out a goodbye and leaving.

Saya drifted closer, watching her brother’s face fall a bit as he closed the door. Surely she was reading it wrong but no, she’d seen Masamune this way a few times, years ago. That was definitely his ‘I might be getting feelings’ face. Lingering around every time that Mashita came over only confirmed it. Masamune definitely had feelings and she’d be dead twice if that grumpy detective wasn’t a bit lovesick too.

Unfortunately, they both seemed dense as hell or willfully ignorant of each other. Honestly Saya hadn’t meant to hang around too long but it was impossible to move on like this. What kind of sister leaves her brother in such a hopeless situation? Clearly help was needed and she was ready for action.

Every time Mashita came over she would do what she could. A little trip so Masamune could stumble into Mashita’s arms or making sure the door was always unlocked for the detective. Then she escalated to stalling Mashita’s car now and then to force him to stay overnight. Yet still nothing happened except flustered faces and her brother’s growing conviction that the Kujou manor was haunted.

Eventually she decided to go for broke. Originally she hadn’t wanted Masamune to worry over the fact her spirit still lingered but it was time for this awkward courting dance of his to end.

Once again she stalled out the engine of Mashita’s car and watched as the detective made a show of complaining about staying the night. As always, Masamune offered to make some tea and Saya was waiting in the kitchen. Her brother jumped as the cabinet holding the tea flew open. Carefully he walked over to investigate, ears turning red as he spotted the message she’d scrawled in front of the tea. A simple ‘confess!’ With her name penned underneath.

“I’m sure he likes you” she whispered, making her brother flinch again. He looked around out of reflex before realizing she wasn’t visible. Saya watched as he slowly took out the tea.

“I’m glad you weren’t destroyed but I’m not sure I know what you’re talking about.” He said, as if Saya could spot the lie on his face.

“You do. Now tell him you like him.”

He went quiet, looking thoughtful as he made the tea. Just as it finished he sighed and looked up at the ceiling. “You’re sure?”

Saya felt herself smile. “Absolutely. No go. And don’t worry, I won’t hang around tonight. In case things go especially well.” She couldn’t help but tease, laughing when her brother’s ears turned red once more. But as he left the room she did keep her word, deciding to investigate the rest of the manor. After all, she could bother her brother for the good news tomorrow.

#spirit hunter series #death mark #fanfic #satoru mashita #kazuo yashiki #Saya kujou #masamune kujou #damedanedameyodamenanoyo #idk if I should tag you or not #but I am so sorry if not orz #might make a daimon version ngl #if I do I’ll link it here too #yashita #prompt answers

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alexlesuagz · 1 year

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I think I might make a fanfic idea + headcanon master list for all the fandoms I may potentially write for because I have so many ideas and so little to no actual writing skill lmao

(Also yes, there will be OC x canon and rarepairs)

#criminal case #resident evil #South Park #bendy and the ink machine #bendy and the dark revival #danganronpa #genshin impact #cookie run #scp #ace attorney #Cuphead #dialtown #bojack horseman #spirit hunter: death mark #stranger things #spirit hunter ng #fanfic #fanfic ideas #headcanons

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angiesdoodle · 2 years

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Yes, Whisper, he knows perfectly well what he's doing.

He knows that he is shaking hands with a crazy old man who has gone crazy for the destruction of witches, and for this purpose he has worked for several hundred years to now stand in front of Darius in the form of a sixteen-year-old boy, which is for Darius the only really dear child he would like to adopt and live peacefully with him in his house on the outskirts of BoneBurg. His eyes are burning blue, such an unnatural color for him. His hands are huge, bigger than Ida's hands in harpy mode. His hair is the same as before, with a strand that comes forward, although Darius remembers that upon arrival at the base, he immediately cut it off. Deer antlers of a strange color came out of his head, which looks more like a mixture of palismen blood and dirt. Darius is crazy! Yes, Rain. He knows it's crazy. He knows that you can come up with a thousand and one ways to safely take the monster out of a teenager, and then kill him yourself. He knows, but there's no time for that. A disgusting green hand squeezes the necks of other children, injures their palismen and does not allow adults to help them. Darius can't think of a better plan than to make concessions to the monster. To make this damn deal and become an ally of the one he wanted to kill for a dozen years after the death of his mentor. The monster will pass to him. On his body, weakened by a spell long ago, which will most likely just die when he is defeated. And if he had immediately noticed the factors that show that he can still control a teenager, then he could have come up with a plan. If Flapjack's disappearance had been immediately explained, then Darius could have come up with something. If someone had immediately seen his own palisman being devoured and left in the forest for his remains, Darius could have done something. If the attempted murder of the bee girl Park wasn't suspicious enough for Darius, he would have taken action. If the sharp attacks of nausea of the Hunter, his guilty look at Darius and too much detachment would have been important to him, then Belos would not be here now. But no. Darius didn't see it all. Darius didn't suspect anyone. Darius didn't know a lot of things. Darius didn't want to put pressure on Philip's traumatized children. But he could have asked someone else to talk to him. He could have tried to get this information in another way. But he didn't. That's why he screwed up. So he didn't do anything. Therefore, now he is facing his defeat. So now he is reaching out to a gripped teenager whom he thought he loved, although everything that led to this point told Darius that he was just a liar who lied to everyone and everything, who lied to a teenager about how much he valued him, who lied to himself, knowing full well that that's not true. He just wanted to keep him safe. He wanted this guy to be happy. But this careless attitude has had consequences. No matter how much Darius convinces himself that he values this teenager, in fact, he knows perfectly well that he didn't care. He knows that this guy has already been with a liar who didn't care about him. And now, Darius sees that he behaved exactly the same way. He just became the second Belos for the Hunter. I agree to the deal. But I want to change my conditions. Don't worry, your part will be done. The monster shakes the man's hand, putting the magic oath into action. There was a scratch on the back of the palm that Darius held out, which will remain as a scar when healing. And a nasty swamp finger touches this wound. And she will talk with pain. And Darius sees how this something passes from the teenager to him. It hurts. It hurts terribly. His new wound, his scars, they're all burning. And Darius is in pain. He is ready to pull his hand out of his grip so that this pain will go away. But he will only grit his teeth and look at the teenager carefully, frowning. He feels his organs filling up with fluid. But he endures. And only squeezes the teenager's hand harder. His hearing is getting worse. He can no longer hear the voices of others clearly. The teenager stands in front of him, in tears begging to let go of his hand, saying that they can find another way to defeat Belos. He tries to pull his hand away, but Darius squeezes it harder. He hears Rain shouting at him to let go of his hand, as the Hunter, hunched over, asks Darius to move away, but these sounds go into the distance as quickly as possible, leaving only the suspiciously soft voice of Belos. His eyes began to see worse. Now, in front of him only muddy forces that shout something to him. The corners of his eyes turned dark. Darius's face hurts terribly and he feels the green line of the monster stretching across his face. He feels that his hands also hurt. And he sees perfectly well how the new, hand-sewn gloves unfasten and fly to the ground in scraps. He sees the muddy outline of his hand, which becomes swamp-green and increases in size. His head is splitting and he swears that the pain at his temples means the appearance of those terrible horns. *** The monster has completely switched to Darius. The teenager does not feel the pain that was at the first time. He feels terrified. Darius's eyes are shining blue, although you can see the outline of green. A line appeared on his face that stretches all the way to his right cheek and ends at the bridge of his nose. Darius(?) abruptly releases his hand, clinging to the coven mark. The scars from the veins burning on Unity Day still remained and, apparently, they hurt terribly. He stands in front of a hunched Darius (?) and does nothing. He just stares, not even moving his fingertips. Rain shouts his name and asks him to leave, but the teenager does nothing. I'm sure Eber and Eda will take care of you. Sorry, Hunter. I'm not even sure if we'll see each other at all. The teenager opened his eyes more, hearing a voice that was damn dear to him. Captured by the monster, Darius covers himself with abomination and teleports to an unknown place. The hands holding the other children and their palismen disappeared. Each of them excitedly caught his assistant and looked at the Hunter. - Hunter - Rain took a step forward - You- - He took it - The Hunter speaks quietly, not noticing that in fact he was just voicing his thoughts. - He took someone dear to me again. Again. Rain took another step forward. How stupid. The teenager jerked from this, tears appeared on his face and he just ran away from the dilapidated room. the adults cast worried glances. Rain ran off to look for him while others were helping their children. The hunter can't run too far. And Rain knows it. That's why they find him in Darius' room. They see his silhouette in a dark room and catch the quiet crying that the teenager makes, sitting on the floor and putting his head on the bed. They want to approach and take the first step. But the teenager screams, threatens and asks to leave him alone as soon as possible. That's what the Rain do. *** The hunter has been sitting in Darius' room for weeks. You often have to pass near it, since it is located in the corridor that leads to the entrance, kitchen and bathroom. And you can often hear a teenager crying. He does it as quietly as possible, apparently burying his face in the bed or in the floor. He doesn't leave the room at all. He's always there. He just sits, either looks at the ceiling or cries, or dryly sobs, since the tears, apparently, have long since ended. He doesn't go out to eat, and he only goes to wash when the whole house falls asleep. Therefore, Eda brings plates of food into the room, which is either half empty or not touched at all. And only not long ago, Luz said that it was better to give him human food, not demonic, or something that a person can generally digest sensibly. Therefore, Ida makes two portions of griffin eggs every morning, always leaving one of them on a beautiful white bedside table with purple handles. Other children tried to talk to the Hunter. They came to him, talked to him and even tried to take him out. But Luz, like the others, said that he did not pay attention to it, or quietly asked to leave the room. And Rain, not so long ago, was seen as a teenager finally leaving this room. His appearance can only be wished for the best. The bags under his eyes became several times darker and larger, his eyes were no longer bright crimson, but dark brown, in which there was pain and fatigue. He was quite emaciated, although Eda brought him food exactly three times a day. And big times it was eaten completely. He just said hello, drank a glass of water, asked where Eda, Luz and Amity were, and then went back into the room. Rain didn't hear any sobs or tantrums as he passed her. I couldn't hear anything at all. Although he knows that the teenager is sitting there around the clock. And Rain sees these changes. And they swear they'll figure out a way to get Darius back, figure out a way to destroy Belos once and for all. Rain swears that the teenager will see his parental figure again, that the teenager will again walk with other children through the peaceful demonic world and talk to the newly carved palisman.

#toh headcanon #toh darius #toh hunter #toh raine #toh fanfic #What I wrote #Darius will be alive I promise #Or is it not?#Can it be considered Dadrius if more time is given to Dad!Rain?#I'll mark both of them #dadrius #Dad!Raine #Hunter rescued from Belos #Only now Darius is in danger

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I MISS YOU IM SORRY

LUKE HUGHES X ADELAIDE HUNTER

“though you'd hate me, but instead you called and said, "i miss you", i caught it.”

summary: in which a hughes and a hunter are childhood best friends that end up dating then suddenly break up out of the blue. but the magic of the summer and the hughes hunter lake house gets the couple together again. (bits and pieces will be taken from tsitp!)

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CHARACTER LIST

CHAPTERS

CHAPTER ONE

EDITS

I MISS YOU IM SORRY (video edit)

MINI PROMPTS

LUKE LEAVING UMICH

IN BETWEEN

EL MEETING THE TEAM

SO IT GOES ( EL & LUKES VERSION) ☆

HEADCANONS

first bunch

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sexy-monster-fucker · 8 months

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With the resurgence of the Saw fandom, should I write a Hoffman Fic 🤭

#hunter mumbles #fanfic #writing #mark hoffman #saw #saw movies #mark hoffman x reader

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shouts-into-the-void · 15 days

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#death mark #shiin #yashita #spirit hunter #spirit hunter: death mark #kazuo yashiki #satoru mashita #fanfic #ao3 #death mark 2 #spirit hunter: death mark 2 #masamune kujou #writers on ao3 #writers on tumblr #fanfiction #writing #oneshot #archive of our own

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I'm writing (and on the red wine) while listening to Animal Crossing music with rain sounds, and I'm thinking how damn happy I am that Death Mark 2 established/confirmed the friendship between Moe, Shou and Ai. (I'm really happy how they built on the connections from the first game!)

Like, I just knew they would be best friends/siblings! They would play Animal Crossing together!

Shou, despite appearances, would work hard to get his island up to a 5-star rating and keeping it at 5, taking pride in it. Moe would focus on creating a heavily occult themed island (much to Shou’s despair) and Ai would make her's cute with lots of flowers and focusing on making a lot of detailed fashion designs, like the Love&Hero costumes among other things.

#I miss playing Animal Crossing #drunken ramblings #death mark #shou nagashima #moe watanabe #ai kashiwagi #spirit hunter #fanfic writing

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pink-sparkly-witch · 8 months

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All She Wants, Part One

Summary: As an Omega, Y/N’s biology dictates that she needs to be claimed and have pups. Despite seeing her through her heats for years, Dean – the Alpha Y/N wants to settle down with – refuses to give her what she needs.

Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Female Omega!Reader

Rating: 18+ Only

Bingo Square: The quote: “Don’t try to alpha me. It won’t work.” for @j3bingo which is highlighted in bold.

Warnings: omegaverse, A/B/O, A/B/O dynamics, language, ruts, heats, smut (well… technically, it’s smangst and could be perceived as tw: dub-con), p in v, dirty talk, breeding kink, claiming kink, knotting, angst, Dean is a bit of an asshole, fighting, canon level violence, arguments.

Word Count: 3.5k

A/N: Well, we get straight into the filth under the cut with this one! I hope you’re ready for some angst alpha Dean! Buckle up, buttercups, and enjoy the ride! Please consider reblogging to spread this far and wide around this Hellsite, or leave a little comment. It really does fuel our muse. If you’re too shy, or too cool for people to know you read fanfic and you don’t want it showing on your blog, you can submit an anonymous ask or drop me a DM 💖

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“Fuck, Omega, you’re dripping all over my cock,” Dean growls as he slams into you again. This is the eighth fucking he’s given you in the past three days, and it’s sure to be over a dozen by the time his rut is over.

You and Dean have been doing this for years. Whenever he’s in a rut, you get him through it, and whenever you’re in heat, he’s repaid the favour. At first, it was easy; a means to an end. You knew each other, you trusted each other, there was an attraction between you, and it was less risky than disappearing off the face of the earth for five days with a stranger, especially when any alpha could claim you with or without your consent.

As time passed, you’d done what you promised never to do; you caught feelings. Once that happened, becoming emotionally bonded to Dean was no longer a choice, and in all ways but wearing his mark, you and the green-eyed hunter had mated.

“Such a sweet fucking pussy, baby girl. Can’t get enough of it,” Dean’s voice had deepened with his arousal, and you knew the alpha in him was slowly taking over.

You groan at his words. He’s always good with dirty talk and can turn you into a weak, whimpering mess with a single word.

“Mine.”

But it’s all talk. Dean has told you plenty of times that you could never be anything more. And the more years that passed, the harder that’s been to accept. Every month when your heat ended, you swore it was the last time. Your biology dictated your life, and if an alpha didn’t claim you and give you pups, you’d go feral and die.

Dean’s knot is beginning to swell; you can’t feel him as deep as he had been. He drapes himself over your sweat-slicked back to give himself better purchase to push and shove into you, desperate to get as deep as he’d been a few minutes ago. It’s a futile effort as he won’t get what he wants until his knot has slipped inside you, but being surrounded by him – his weight on top of you, breathing in his scent – is a euphoria you could never get enough of. It’s the reason you’ve always ended up under him.

“Alpha, please,” you beg pathetically. “Need your knot.”

“Yeah? You gonna be a good girl and take my knot, ‘mega?” Dean grunts in your ear, his knot beginning to catch at your entrance.

“Yes, Alpha!” You gasp as Dean’s hand wraps around your throat, pushing your head to the side and exposing your neck.

“Of course, you are, ‘mega. Always such a good girl for your Alpha,” Dean grunts, thrusting harder and harder, trying to force his knot inside your walls, but he can’t quite slip it into your tight, slightly tense channel.

“Gonna fill you up so good, baby girl. Knot you and fill you. You want that, huh? Want my come? My pups? Want me to ruin this pretty little neck with my mark?” he grunts, teasing your delicate skin with his teeth.

You moan, feeling another bout of slick leaking from you at his words. It’s all you want, and you choke back the tears at the regret you feel about ever starting this vicious cycle; at the cruelness of him using what you so desperately want to loosen you up enough to take what he wants.

And you hate yourself because it works.

“Yeah, I know you do, Omega. You just gotta let me in. Let me in, and I’ll fill you so good, baby. There’s no way you won’t come out of this pregnant.” You try to remind yourself that it’s only words, and you’re on birth control anyway, so it’ll never happen, but you can’t help but wish there was truth in them.

Dean lowers his head, and you shiver when his tongue licks over your mating gland and his teeth nip at your skin.

“Alpha!” You scream, finally reaching orgasm as his knot breeches you and locks your bodies together for the foreseeable future.

“That’s m’girl,” Dean growls as he grinds into you, the tip of his member kissing your cervix. He jerks his hips, shoving impossibly further inside you, and you whine at the pleasurable pain.

“No fucking pussy better than yours, ‘mega, and it’s all fucking mine,” Dean roars and you feel the heat of the first ropes of come hitting your quivering walls, sending you into a second orgasm.

Your elbows can no longer hold your weight, and you collapse onto the bed. You hate how Dean knows what buttons to push to get you to give him what he needs. You hate your body for falling for his words. And right now, as you experience a third orgasm that has you fighting between euphoria and disgust, you’re glad Dean hasn’t claimed you, and a chemical bond is non-existent, so he can’t feel the torment you’re currently going through.

You sigh as the waves of your climax roll away, and your body melts into the mattress. Behind you, Dean moans low and long as your relaxed body allows his knot to slip in deeper, and he empties everything he has into your womb.

Dean has never come so hard with you before, and you wonder if the claiming and breeding talk did it, or if it was because he’s never been so deep inside you before. Or if he, like you, is finding it harder to fight his instincts.

He carefully rolls you both onto your sides and wraps himself around you protectively, placing soft kisses across your back and shoulder. It’s the first sign that his rut is ending, and it doesn’t surprise you that it’s a day early, given how much of his come you can feel swirling in your belly.

The afterglow you’d been basking in is quickly overshadowed with dread because you know this is the last time this would happen. You can’t keep doing this to yourself. Dean will never want more with you than what you have right now. He’ll never reciprocate your feelings for him, and you refuse to put yourself through it any longer.

“You okay, Y/N? Was I too rough?” Dean asks, pressing his lips to your spine, and you know for sure he’s out of his rut because he called you by name and not “Omega” or “Baby Girl”. And if using your name hadn’t given it away, then his concern for you would have.

“No,” you say quietly. You try to shift away from him, yelping from still being locked together tightly and stretched to almost unbearable pain. You want to cry, knowing you’ll likely remain that way for over an hour. At one time, that would’ve made you the happiest little omega on the planet, being tucked safely in your alpha’s arms, him locked in you so tightly, but right now, you just want to get away from him.

“Easy, sweetheart,” Dean soothes, running his hand up and down your side. “We’re gonna be here a while. It hasn’t been like that since my first rut, and I’m jammed in there pretty tight,” Dean chuckles. “Fuck, that felt good!”

You remain still and silent, not wanting to cause yourself any further pain, and grateful that if the tears you’re holding fall, you can blame it on the discomfort you feel.

“Uh, you know all that talk about claiming and pups was just that, right? Dirty talk?” Dean speaks, breaking the silence that had formed between you. “Because this life ain’t the place for weaknesses like mating bonds and pups.”

“I know.” It comes out in a whisper, but at least you didn’t burst into tears at the final nail in the coffin of your relationship with Dean.

“Good,” he states, pulling you further into his body and settling down to sleep.

Now all you need to do is wait until Dean’s knot deflates and he’s sleeping deeply. Then you can shower the stench of the alpha from your body and return to your room. Your space. Your haven. Your nest.

ONE MONTH LATER

The trouble with witches is that they’re more intelligent than most people give them credit for. And vindictive. They’re also the most vile monsters on the planet. Still, you can’t help but admire them. Not that you’d ever admit that out loud, but you can’t deny the genius of the one you’re hunting right now that’s had the three of you running around in five different states trying to catch her.

When your luck finally turns, and you find her hideout undetected—a hundred miles from the bunker, no less—the three of you get takeout and beer in the motel room, and form a plan to take the bitch down.

As the sun comes through the threadbare drapes, rousing you from the first restful night’s sleep you’ve had in weeks, you still feel tired and too hot. Trying to kick the duvet off your overheated body, you feel a solid block behind you and sigh. Sam and Dean had insisted you all share a room, knowing you’re all on the witch’s hit list and are safer in numbers until she’s dead, so you know it can only be Dean behind you.

Becoming more awake, you notice Dean nuzzling into your neck, his lips resting on your mating gland, and his calming, intoxicating scent surrounding you. This is the closest you’ve been to him since his rut a few weeks ago, making your stomach lurch.

Quietly slipping from the bed, you smile wistfully as the green-eyed alpha whines at your sudden absence. Dean has been looking at you strangely these past two weeks. You know that he knows you’re pulling away from him, but as always with the two of you, it’s gone unspoken. Dean never talks about his feelings, and the last time you did, well, let’s just say that’s when you knew you and Dean were a sinking ship.

Grabbing underwear, jeans, a vest top, and flannel from your duffel bag, you make your way into the bathroom, wanting for once to have a long, hot shower without it turning cold when soap suds are still in your hair because the boys have used it all up.

Fully dressed and towelling your hair, the first signs of this month’s heat make themselves known as your skin prickles and the twinges start in your lower belly. This will be the first heat you’ve endured without Dean in a long time, and you pray to Chuck or whoever the fuck is running things upstairs now, that you’re strong enough to handle it.

Taking two Tylenol for the impending cramps, and a suppressant to try to ease the other symptoms of heat, you brush the tangles from your wet hair and head over to the diner to get breakfast for yourself and the two alphas, the younger whose bed is now empty having gone out for his morning run, and the older who is still snoring, his nose buried into the pillow you’d slept on.

DEAN’S POV

Dean is pacing the motel room. Y/N’s scent is still strong in the air and tinged with the beginnings of her heat, a scent that always drives him fucking wild. Her damp towel hangs on the heated rail in the bathroom, so he knows she hasn’t been gone long, but he’s worried about her. Especially lately. And especially with a conniving witch bitch hellbent on vaporising them.

Y/N has been pulling away from him lately, and her sharp tongue has left him licking his wounds more than once. He’d been wracking his brain, going over their every interaction, trying to figure out what he’d done to piss her off. What hurt him the most was her obvious despair at having to share a bed with him last night.

He and Sam agreed the three of them would stay in one room until they’d killed the bitch. They were all on the witch’s radar, but if they stayed together, at least they had safety in numbers. When he gave the news to Y/N, she looked at him as if he’d kicked a puppy right in front of her, and that felt like a knife to his gut.

He’d even thought about saying she could sleep with Sam, but the very thought of that made him want to tear his younger brother’s throat out, so he had no choice but to grin and bear her cold shoulder and the cold bed.

Not able to make and take comfort in a nest for herself, Y/N had situated herself on the bed as far away from him as possible and contorted into the tiniest little ball she physically could, making it abundantly clear to him and Sam that she felt extremely vulnerable. Dean knew that hurt not only him but Sam too.

The sound of footsteps outside the room makes Dean grab the gun filled with witch-killing bullets from the dresser and point it at the door. He relaxes his stance and lowers the weapon when he recognises Sam’s shadow through the grimy motel room window.

“Have you seen Y/N?” Dean barks at his younger brother the second he walks through the door.

“Yeah, she’s sitting in the diner eating breakfast. I ran past her a couple of minutes ago,” Sam replied, stretching his calves and putting his earphones away.

“You talk to her?”

“No. I thought it best to give her some space. With the way things have been, and, you know, she’s on the verge of a heat and, uh, she hasn’t really been herself lately, and last night with the…” Sam sighed. “What happened between you two, Dean? Because that is not the happy Omega we know.”

“I wish I knew, Sammy. I really do, but I’m at a loss here.” Dean starts to pace again, in obvious distress and breathing deeply through flared nostrils.

“When was the last time things were okay between you?” Sam asked.

“My rut last month. But even then, the last time we, uh… you know… she was off.”

“Dean,” Sam’s jaw clenched, hoping he didn’t have to kick his brother’s ass for forcing himself on her.

“I knew she was distracted. Her head wasn’t in it, and I needed her so bad—” The dawning of realisation washed over the green-eyed alpha’s features, and he felt sick.

“What did you do, Dean?”

“I, uh, I fucked up. I had to get creative with some dirty talk to slick her up enough to get my knot in, and I… fuck!” Dean sits on the bed, places his head in his hands and pulls at his hair.

“Dean,” the younger alpha’s nostrils were also flaring now, but it was from anger as opposed to his brother’s distress.

“I played on what she wants. What she really wants, Sam. I’ve always been clear with her about what we have and never used any of what she… but that night, I told her I’d claim her and give her pups.” And just like that, everything makes perfect sense to Dean. Y/N is pushing him away because she desperately wants what he teased her with. “And then, as we lay there locked together, I told her it was just talk, and I could never give it to her.”

“Jesus, Dean! You’re telling me you used her by telling her you’d give her what she wanted, then you broke her heart by taking it all back, saying she could never have it so that you could knot her? That’s low, even for you!” Sam scoffs.

“I never said she couldn’t have it. I said I couldn’t give it to her. She’s leaving me, Sammy. It’s why she’s been pushing me away. Why she feels vulnerable around me now and wants her own space all the time.”

“Yeah, and you fucking deserve it!” Sam growls as he swings for Dean, clocking him in the jaw with an almighty crack. “She loves you, Dean! And you treat her like an omega whore you’ve paid to see you through a rut?” As the younger Winchester pulls his fist back and lands another punch, the door slams, making both men jump at the sudden movement.

“Enough!” Y/N’s voice verberates through the room. “What has gotten into you two?” The pack dynamic they’d forged for themselves had Y/N as the matriarch, and so her maternal tone had them shuffle their feet and look to the floor. “We have bigger problems to deal with right now, and you two fighting like a couple of juveniles will only give the witch the ammunition she needs to take us all down!”

“Sorry, Y/N,” both alphas mumble like a couple of scolded pups.

“I brought breakfast. Eat.” It’s an order that neither alpha dared disobey. They shuffle their way over to the small table, sitting down and eating silently while Y/N checks and rechecks their duffles for the witch hunt.

Y/N’S POV

Edging silently along the wall, gun in your hand, locked and loaded, you can hear a woman’s voice and Sam grunting, and realise you only have seconds to get this right. Taking a deep breath, you step into the room, and your eyes scan the surroundings.

Sam is against the wall, struggling against invisible restraints, and the witch speaks in Latin. Knowing that can only mean trouble, you raise the gun and take a second to get your aim right between the bitch’s eyes.

It’s a second too long, and she whips her hand to the right, your gun flying from your grip and landing across the room, as she continues her Latin chant as if you weren’t just trying to kill her.

You run at the first purple spark emitted from the witch’s palms, putting yourself between Sam and the witch without hesitation. You’d missed the first part of her curse, but you’d heard enough to know that the youngest Winchester could absolutely not be hit with it. You needed to get in front of it. You couldn’t let her ruin all three of your lives.

Closing your eyes, you wait for the curse to hit, but instead, a gunshot rings through the room, and everything goes silent. You don’t get hit by a gust of wind or an electric shock… just nothing.

Peeking an eye open, you see the witch lying on the ground, blood pouring beneath her and Dean glaring at you expectantly, his nostrils flared in anger. Not wanting to deal with him right now, you rush over to Sam, scanning over him and checking he’s okay.

“Sam! Are you hurt?” you ask as you crouch beside him and scan his body for visible injuries.

“No, just winded. I’ll be fine. Are you alright?” Sam touches your forearm to stop you from fussing about him.

“She’s a hell of a lot better than she coulda been!” Dean yells across the room. “What the fuck were you thinking, Y/N, huh? Throwing yourself in front of a witch like that, you coulda been killed!”

“Don’t be so dramatic, Dean. I’m—” Dean cuts off your response, marching towards you with his index finger pointing at you.

“I swear, if you say ‘I’m fine,’ so help me!” Dean only stops when he’s toe-to-toe with you, and he puffs his chest and rears his shoulders back, trying to intimidate you. Trying to make you submit to him.

“I am fine, Dean. The curse mentioned a brother, so it wouldn’t have affected me anyway,” you argue back.

“It could’ve killed you for all we know!”

“Dean, you need to calm down,” you implore.

“And you, Omega,” Dean says, his voice low and full of alpha authority and his finger dangerously close to your face, “need to start following my orders and stop purposely disobeying me because of some stupid tantrum you’re throwing! Go wait in the car.”

You do the worst possible thing you could do right now and laugh, before turning and walking away from him. You won’t let anyone speak to you like that, and you definitely won’t let Dean, either.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?… Don’t you dare walk away from me, Omega!” You can smell his pheromones from where you are and know that not only is it in pure anger, but because he’s extra on edge having being able to smell your heat and is starting to get antsy.

“Don’t try to alpha me. It won’t work. You haven’t claimed me, Dean. I am not your omega. You made it very clear that I’m only good enough to be your rut bunny, and you know what? I’m done with that, so stay the hell away from me!”

“Y/N!”

Once again, you completely ignore him and keep walking. It’s hard because your body screams for him, but you won’t let him use you. Not anymore. Never again.

“Omega!” he roars again, and you walk out the door, slamming it behind you.

Screw waiting in the Impala. You’ll make your own way back, grab your bag, and go to another motel for the night. It was going to be a long enough car ride back to the bunker tomorrow, you needed some space—for everyone’s sake.

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