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darlingdarkly · 2 months

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Fates Worse Than Death

A Deimos x f!reader Series

Chapter 1

Word count: 5k

Part: 2

OG A/N: Hey, hi! So, tomorrow is my birthday. And for my birthday I decided to write a hugely self indulgent smutty fic for myself and instead of writing one for cod like I’ve been doing and contributing to an already super saturated fandom I have decided to write it for my r6s fandom, which admittedly keeps looking deader and deader, but I know that if I’m scouring the tags for fics then maybe someone else is too and so I’m gonna share my gift to myself in hopes that someone else who’s desperate for content will find it and be glad it’s there.

Second A/N: Hey! So I decided to make this a series actually. This will stand as chapter 1 💕

Dead Dove Do Not Eat

Listen to me 👁️👁️ I need you to heed the tags. I am going to tag the hell out of this thing and if you don’t read the tags then you’re throwing yourself into a mixed bag of whatever the hell and that’s on you. The tags are there for your benefit. Not mine. You have been warned.

CW: non con elements, dub con elements, interrogation, belt spanking, bondage, unprotected climactic p in v intercourse, oral (f!receiving), abduction, hair pulling, fingering, death, blood, mild game spoilers 🤷‍♀️

This is the point of no return, you click this button and you consent to the content on the other side.

This takes place after Deimos has killed Harry but before Rainbow has captured him, if you give a shit about canon events and timeline. Enjoy 💕

The chilly night wind whipped through the leaves, rattling them noisily and aiding in concealing your stealthy movements. You and three other operatives cut through the wooded terrain like silent wraiths as you sought out the hidden compound due north, said to be home to his lair. The mission was simple, get in, extract Deimos and exfil.

You moved quickly and quietly bringing up the rear of the squad. Rifle locked and loaded, the muzzle pointed out ahead of you, strafing for contact. You heard your squad leader over the comms, gruff and clear as he spoke to your contact back on base.

“Rainbow, this is O1, we are two clicks due south of the compound. ETA 15 for contact, are we a go?”

After a moment of measured silence he got a response. “Rainbow to O1, you’re green lit. Standby for evac.”

O1 came back moments later. “Copy that. Over.” There was an audible cut through the radio before O1 addressed your squad. “Alright, squad. You heard the man. On your toes.” Each of you responded in turn. “O2 copy.” A pause. “O3 copy.” You depressed the button on your headset and responded. “O4 copy.”

Soon after, the four of you crested a hill and fanned out over the top of it, laying eyes upon the brilliant glow cutting through the velvet of night like a knife. O1 came through your ear piece and gave curt instruction. “O2, follow me to the east. O3 and O4 you take west. Stick close to the perimeter, plant the charge and fall back. We detonate on my count and breach simultaneously. Do you understand?”

The three of you responded in unison. “Sir, yes sir.” You saw him motion forward and your group began to move, splitting into your assigned pairs and descending upon the compound. You lost sight of your squad mates in the thick of the trees but kept close to O3 as you neared the far west walls of the hidden base. Just as you made the bottom of the hill there was a panicked cry over the comms from O2. “What the fuck is that? O1 we have a disturbance.” There’s a break in his speech, a long drawn out eerie quiet that unnerves you.

“Sir, we’re not alone! I repeat, not alone.” There was a faint scuffle in the distance and a single gunshot before O1 came over the comms, frantic. “O1 to Rainbow, we’re made! Requesting evac. It’s him.”

You and O3 stopped and turned towards the commotion, unsure of how to proceed. There was a heart stopping, pained scream in the distance and you heard Rainbow call to the pair of you over the comms. “O3, O4, this is Rainbow. Get out of there, you’re compromised. Get to evac. I repeat, Get to evac!”

The pair of you took off in the woods, abandoning mission and headed west towards the evac point. You could feel your heartbeat in your chest and had to focus to calm your breathing. At this point it was about survival as you followed close behind O3 and cut through the woodlands for the helo just eight clicks west.

There’s a flutter in the air, a woosh of displaced air as something whizzes by and you hear O3 ahead of you begin to panic. “Christ it’s him! Run for it, now!” O3 bolts forward and you’re sprinting to catch up but soon he’s lost in the copse of pines and all you have left of him is his panicked yells and heavy breathing over the radio. “O3, where are you? O3!?!” You hear the deafening discharge of a heavy caliber ring out in the still night and it’s too close for comfort.

You veer away from it and towards the evac. Splitting off on your own as the blood of your last remaining squad member drains from the brand new vent hole in his head and begins to quickly cool in the night air. You can hardly hear yourself crash through the woods, boots scaling over rocks and fallen logs as your breath quickens and terror begins to set in.

You miss the whirring of the foreign object the second time around but there’s no mistaking the calm, collected voice in your ear as he hacks through your comms and makes himself known. “There you are. There’s no hiding. Not for you. Not for me.”

Rainbow comes in low and static-y though the comms and you struggle to make him out clearly. “O4 do you… in O4… Get out! I rep-… Deimos is tra-…. On your posit-….” And then everything cuts. Your comms go dark and you’re officially alone, the last of a nearly dead and shattered squad in the dead of night in the thick of the sticks.

Determined not to die in the midst of these pines you beeline for the green blip on your gps. If you could just make it to the helo you’d survive but as you took a final glance at your position a second blip pinged. A dark red skull just twenty meters back. His deathMARK. You felt a lump in your throat as you realized you’d been made and triple timed it, arms pumping at your sides as you tore through the woods in fear. Pure terror coursed through your veins and nipped at your heels, promising death if caught. There was no capture, Deimos wasn’t known for taking prisoners.

You mounted a hill and pushed out between two huge oaks as you practically slid down the other side. You made huge strides, legs driving you towards salvation as you pushed them to the limit in hopes of escape. You were only four clicks out when you tripped, stumbling over something hard and unseen as you crashed ungracefully to the ground and tumbled in the leaf litter. You scrambled to regain your footing, clawing at the earth and struggling to your feet.

You had just made it up when he hit you like a freight train, violently tackling you and knocking you on your back. The pair of you rolled in the foliage, tumbling over one another in the night and sprawling apart as you came to a jolting stop.

This was it, it was fight or die so you grabbed for the push daggers secured to the straps of your tac vest and faced your adversary. He came up ready to fight, charging forward and lunging for you. You drove forward with a fist, spearheaded leathily by the edge of the knife and swung out to bite at his throat. He pulled back and you sliced through air instead, he followed through with an arm on your elbow and brought your arm down over one thick thigh, breaking your hold and successfully disarming you.

With one knife left you pushed back at his chest and swung forward to attack, hoping to aggressively close the distance and quickly end him but he grabbed your arm with his strong gloved hands and twisted it around until your back was socketed into his chest. He pulled on your limb and brought it down hard over his knee, breaking your hold for a second time and disarming you completely.

You struggled out of his grip and tried to make a break for it, a last ditch effort to stay alive and bolt but he caught a grip on your ankle and you once more went sprawling to the ground, ass over teapot. When you turned around to face death you caught sight of his ballistic mask towering over you, he held the magnum in a tight grip in his right hand and you knew it was over. At least you’d die with your squad, knowing you’d done your best and been outplayed.

But instead of staring down the unblinking black eye that was the bore of his barrel you felt the butt of the .44 Vendetta crash down on your temple before the night stole over you and blocked out all thought.

It wasn’t til much later that you awoke, sluggish, confused and in tremendous pain. The room was bright but cold and when you tried to alleviate the pain in your head by bringing your hand up to soothe it you realized you were bound and secured to some kind of padded platform. Your arms were stretched out and down in front of you, bound together by something strong and without give. Your legs were similarly bound but tucked up beneath you on the padded bench. It was then you realized you were also naked from the waist down. Your chest was covered but had been stripped of your tac gear and uniform and replaced with a stark white tee, your bra was also missing.

You weren’t blindfolded or gagged but when you tried to whip your head around you found it hard to maneuver, only about five degrees of field of view to see on either side and all you could see of that was dingy white tile from floor to ceiling. You struggled in your bonds but stopped as you heard the slow, methodical blows of his boots on the concrete steadily drawing nearer. You stiffened and tried not to think about the view he no doubt was privy to from this angle. He broke the silence first.

“Well she’s finally awake. Don’t struggle, the knots won’t give, I tied them myself.” He sounds smug and confident as he strides up behind you, voice low and clear, not quite deep but thoroughly resolute, the draw of a southern twang peeking out subtly but sophisticated. The venom in you begins to well up in your throat, your teeth grit and body tensing as your anger builds and your hate gestates.

You let loose on him, anger burning a hole in your chest as you feel robbed of your rightful death, you shouldn’t be here still breathing, you should be dead in the woods with your squad, not tied up and captured like some kind of prized war spoil. “Fuck you! Kill me, you bastard!” He let himself come into view, circling around you with his arms clasped behind his back. He was still fully clad in his black tac gear and ballistic helmet, the dark, obsidian lenses of his eyes gleamed deviously in the fluorescent light.

“Can’t get information out of you if you’re dead, now can we?” You ground your teeth in your skull, body trembling in half fear, half seething rage. “You won’t get a damn word out of me, motherfucker! You’ll have to kill me, I won’t talk!”

His head tilted slightly as he tisked, chiding you calmly. “Such a nasty mouth.” He disappeared from view, the dark drape of his cape flowing out behind him, returning to his position behind you as you heard a rustle and the soft tink of metal on metal as he lifted something off of a table. “My godfather was a stern but loving man. He taught me at an early age about duty and responsibility. About discipline and respect. I loved and respected him dearly but as all boys are, I had a tendency to be rowdy and disrespectful at times. He taught me these values with a firm and unyielding hand. Something I think you could use a good helping of.”

You heard the crack of the belt as he brought the two looped ends taut in his hands and immediately stiffened, the hairs on the back of your neck standing straight up. “You’re going to tell me everything I want to know, including the details of your mission, the intel you received and who you received it from along with the coordinates of the Rainbow base.” He stopped and waited for your response, you sat still and silent, mentally preparing yourself for the coming onslaught.

“Nothing to share?” You shifted in place but spat out at him, tongue in cheek. “Fuck you.” Shortly after you felt the first lick of the belt as it cut through the air and cracked across your bare ass, making you jump and yelp. It may have been a far cry from conventional interrogation methods but it was still painful and humiliating. You heard the leather slide in his fist before you felt the second blow, just parallel to the first, aimed and executed with precision to land just beside it on the same cheek. “Fuck!”

He hummed contently. “Tell me what your mission objective was.” He languidly paced behind you as he waited for your answer, when none came he brought the belt down on the other cheek twice in rapid succession, giving you no time to recover. You tried shifting away from the blows but had about a half an inch of clearance for wiggle room, there was no evading it.

He kept it up, pausing and then attacking ruthlessly, periodically stopping before doling it out again, fat, opaque lines began to criss cross on the smooth surface, marking his progress. He questioned you again and you held silent, preferring to suffer through the consequences rather than give in and endanger an entire base of your colleagues for the quicker respite of death. He’d kill you in time either way, it was better to hold out and die honorably than relent for a swifter end.

“You’re resilient, tough little spit fire, I’ll give you that. But you should know your silence has consequences.”

You sneered at him where he couldn’t see. “I don’t give a fuck about me. Beat me, torture me, cut my toes off one by one, I don’t care. You’ll kill me when you figure out I’ve got nothing to say to you and I will die honorably.”

He laughs and it makes a sliver of uncertainty worm through you. “I’m not going to kill you, sweetheart.” The pet name makes you queasy but his response only confuses you. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“When our little talk ends, the door closes. If you don’t tell me what I wanna know by the time we’re through here your life as you know it ceases to exist.”

“I already told you to just go ahead and kill me. I’ll die before I tell you anything that would put Rainbow at risk.” Instead of punching you in the ribs or breaking a finger he just leaned in til you could feel the warmth of his chest settle over the top of your bare ass and it felt much more sinister than any strike or blow.

“Oh sweetheart, there are fates much worse than death.” You still don’t quite understand and he senses you struggling to grasp the full scope of the threat so he takes a break from the spanking and explains it to you in full detail.

You hear him set the belt down on something before you feel his gloved hands caressing your ass, running the covered fingertips over his handiwork and down the swell of your cheeks before dipping lower and skimming the slit of your sex. His fingers come away slick and he smirks behind the mask where you can’t see.

“If you don’t tell me what I want to hear then I’m going to take these-“ You hear a jingle from behind you and know they’re your dog tags, probably scalped from your neck as he undressed you no doubt. “-and I’m going to throw them out in the woods with your dead squad mates. They’ll think one of two things. Either you died out there like a good soldier and some animal, pack of coyotes perhaps, carted your body away or, I finally caught up with you, gave you an ultimatum, and you sold them out from under the rug. Either way they’ll come to the conclusion that you’re beyond saving and they’ll bury you in an empty casket and move on.”

You felt it all coming to a head and the audacity of it came to be too much. “You’re wrong! They’ll never stop looking for me! You think they’ll give up so easily! They won’t stop until they find me! Ohhhh and they will find me! You are so fucked! You are sooo-“

The crack of the belt against your ass cut off your angry rant, the words dying in a pained yelp as he brought the leather down on your ass in an angry torrent. SMACK. SMACK. SMACKSMACKSMACK.

You clenched against the pain, trying to curl up on yourself but of course it was no use, you could only sit and take it. When the onslaught ended he continued.

“You didn’t let me finish. Either way… no one is going to come looking for you. And I think I’m starting to like you so instead of killing you, like you’re dying to have me do-“ You feel the return of his fingers, the cool leather of his glove soothing against the heated stinging welts already swelling on your cheeks. Then they glided down and you felt his fingers spread your lips and when he spoke this time he sounded different somehow, louder and clearer.

“-I’m going to keep you all to myself. I’ll house you, clean you, feed you. During the day I’ll keep you tied up in here, my own sweet little stress relief, make the walls of this room echo with screams of a different caliber for a change.”

It wasn’t until you felt the flat of his tongue glide up the length of your sex that you realized why he sounded so much clearer, he’d taken his mask off and now he was casually eating your pussy, tongue dipping in between his fingers spreading you apart so gently, a stark contrast from the harsh belt treatment he’d been afflicting upon you moments before.

He hummed into your pussy and you squirmed against the heat of him, simultaneously freaking out yet undeniably turned on as his tongue probed you and his hands caressed the cheeks of your ass. He pulled away and you weren’t sure if it was a sigh of relief or a whine of protest that built a home in your throat, kept at bay only by the last mustering of your will.

“So sweet. When I was a boy growing up in Birmingham, I used to play in the sugar cane fields for hours. Me and my friends would cut away stalks from the edges of the field for a taste. You taste just like that, fresh cut sugar cane.” You shuddered in his hold and told yourself it was all psychological warfare, it changed nothing. When he had the information he seeked he would cut you down just like he did all the rest.

You felt him step away from behind you and come up to your side, his hands trailing like fire along the length of your body as he did so. He reached under the platform you were tied to and suddenly your arms pulled forward in front of you, forcing your chest to pull forward and press against the bench. Your ass raised up high and unshielded as you felt the collective wetness of his saliva and your slick coating your lips, chilly exposed like this, but it doesn’t take long before he’s resumed the position and you feel his hot breath fanning against it, rewarming his meal.

“We’re gonna have a lot fun, sugar cane.”

“So.” Lick. “Much.” Lick. “Fun.” Lick.

You couldn’t help the moan that escaped, at this new angle he had access to the fulty of you and his tongue dipped down and swiped at your clit on the last lick making you momentarily lose yourself in the white hot pleasure of it. “Fuck!”

“I intend to.” You don’t grasp until much later the meaning of that, lost to the way he eats you so slow and sensual. He chuckles behind you and you know now, without a shadow of a doubt, that he intends to keep true to his word because he’s stopped questioning you, stopped beating you, just content to sample his new toy. Your life is over, because you won’t give up Rainbow and you won’t tell him a goddamn thing and your stubborn honor has damned you in a way that was worse than death and now you’ll spend the rest of your days keeping his cock warm until you’ve gone insane from it.

Taking his time and savoring the taste of you on his tongue, you feel the first press of his padded fingers prodding your entrance. Gently pushing forward til he was in just up to the first knuckle, sawing them in and out slowly and twisting them in your heat as his tongue stayed latched to your clit, suckling it.

“Deimos!” He rewarded you with an open mouthed kiss to your clit as he pushed his gloved fingers further into your depths, exploring them as your back arched nice and pretty for him as far as your binds would allow.

He pulled his tongue away to your dismay but kept his fingers buried in you, stilling their movement but curling them inside you to press teasingly against your sweet spot. “Got some new insights for me, sugar cane?”

Your lips were sealed shut as far as that was concerned but your resolve was waning, you recognized the point of no return you were quickly approaching and despite the horrible implications of your future, there were just too many good men and women with their lives on the line for you to justify the alternative.

So you shifted shamelessly to push back on his fingers, eyes squeezing shut as you tried to focus on the pleasure and not the humiliating position you were quickly failing to resist against. He recognized the move as you made it and gave you what was to be his last warning.

“Let me put it in no uncertain terms for you. When I come right in here-“ He flexed his fingers inside you to demonstrate his point, eliciting a high whine from you. “-your time is up. You can sing all you want but past that point you’re no longer your own woman. You’re mine, do you understand?”

You didn’t even consider your freedom for the briefest of seconds, just nodded solemnly as you accepted his terms, though little they mattered. Although he’d seen your nod it mustn’t have been good enough as you felt the all too familiar crack of the leather, jolting you from your thoughts and bringing you back to the present. You clenched down on his fingers, eyes rolling in their sockets at the euphoric sensation.

“I need a verbal answer.” Your grit your teeth for not the first and certainly not the last time dealing with him. “Screw you!”

He laughed, it was easy and carefree. “All in good time, sweetheart. I’m gonna enjoy my meal first.” With that he seemed to be done speaking, leaving you to stew over a decision you’d already made and ruminate in the consequences of it. He dove eagerly back into the heat of your sex, plunging his fingers enthusiastically in and out of your pussy while his tongue lapped at the juices that seeped out around them.

He watched as your toes curled in on themselves, mouth dropping open where he couldn’t see and expelling breath in a silent moan. He proved to be skillful in a manner of ways and this seemed to be no exception to the rule, making light work of bringing your pleasure to a head and threatening to throw you over the edge quicker than you’d like to admit.

You fought for control of your body but it was a battle you were unavoidably losing as he pulled his fingers free and replaced them with his tongue, pushing it deep into you and occupying his hands by rubbing circles over your clit with his thumb. It was a devastating sensation that pulled your muscles taut, your head raised up off the padding and tipped back as far as your restraints would allow as you suddenly came violently.

He spurred it on, lapping at your sopping wet slit and never ceasing the movements of his thumb, making you shake and really test the strength of your ties. He drove you through your orgasm, not even slowing as you began to plead with him to stop, it was too much. When you thought you’d tumble head first into a second one he finally relented, leaving you gasping and panting as you vaguely heard him shucking his pants behind you.

You felt something hard and blunt at your entrance as he slid his cock up to you and rifled it up and down your slit, wetting the tip and enjoying the light springy jump that coursed through you every time his head hit your clit.

“Last chance, sweetheart. As much as I’d hate to lose your company, you’re running out of chances to secure your freedom.” You could hardly focus on his words, still caught between struggling to catch up from your first mind blowing orgasm and steeling yourself against the promise of a second one if the way your pussy was trying and failing to catch his tip and suck it in was any indicator.

He lined himself up and pushed forward, causing you both to moan out together as he stretched you open on his girth. “Fuck me, you are sweet.” He slid home, hips pushing flush with yours as you adjusted to the way he seemed to fill you out perfectly. Your head dipped as he began a steady, unrushed rhythm, slapping his hips to yours every time he drove it home.

You had stopped breathing since he’d entered you and suddenly took one huge sucking breath in, filling your lungs just to immediately expel it as a broken but pleasured moan. He growled behind you and you could feel it vibrate through you in a whole new sensation, overloading your senses, coursing white and blinding in its intensity.

“Please!” You had no idea what you were begging for but it just felt so right, losing your sense of self, reduced to nothing more than nerve endings. He reached forward and grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling back and taking out the slack as your back arched to accommodate his hold.

“Oh god!” You could hardly imagine how you must look, head cocked back and slack-jawed as he split you open from behind. Each thrust was precise and calculated, wringing you for every last drop of pleasure until your mind went blank and your whole being submitted to the fucking.

He leaned forward, breath hot and heavy right behind your ear as he spoke and he must’ve known you were a goner because instead of trying to extract information he just spoke of the future. All the ways he’d bend you to his will, how he’d break you and build you back better in his image.

“It’s truly a shame we met under these circumstances. Under a different light I’d have enjoyed training you, honing your skills instead of wasting all this potential such as it is. Under me you’d have made an unstoppable operator. Now you’ll never see combat again.”

For some reason this truth had only now dawned on you, some deep part of your brain had held out hope of escape or retaliation or vengeance but cock drunk beneath him you knew it was hopeless, he was absolutely right and you were ultimately fucked.

As if he’d been holding back he renewed his vigor and began to pound into you from behind with abandon. Your mouth was dry and your knees were screeching at you from below, despite the padding, but all you could focus on was the pool of pleasure building heavy in your gut. There was no turning back from this, your mind screamed for you to do something but any other thoughts were beyond you and so you expelled them with the rest and took your fate as it sealed, securing a chokehold around your throat and brought you to heel.

You came around his cock, the second world shattering orgasm of the evening and much more all encompassing in its magnitude. You were certain you felt your heart stop, lungs burning for air as you clenched down around him. Seconds later he followed, coming with a half moan, half growl as you squeezed him for all he was worth. White hot spend filled you from the inside out and it was as blissful as it was damning.

The game was up, you were his. You stayed like that, riding the bliss and eyeing up the defeat that swelled up to take its place as it faded. He pulled out of you slowly and you felt his seed drip from you, slide down your thighs and puddle on the bench below you. You hardly heard him as he cleaned himself up and redressed. There was a click as the door to the room opened for the first time you were aware to hear it and two men stepped into the room.

There was a moment of nothing before you felt two firm hands wrap themselves around your arms and loosen your binds. They held you up til the tips of your feet hardly grazed the cool concrete floor and stationed on either side of you, held you up for inspection. You lifted your head to see him standing before you, dog tags dangling from one fist and the belt folded over on itself held tight in the other.

“I can’t say I’m disappointed in you, soldier. You stood your ground and that commands immense bravery. But you knew the rules and now you’ll reap what you’ve sown. You mustered up enough strength to gather saliva in between your lips and spit at his face. It didn’t quite make it and landed at his feet but you could hear a smile in his voice as he commanded the men at your side to carry you up to his quarters. He’d be seeing you again very soon.

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eldritcmor · 1 year

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I like writing these.

Gaz: I feel like dying.

Storm: you'll have to go to the hangar then.

Gaz: why?

Ghost: eight to ten feet doesn't kill on impact.

Gaz: you've thought about this.

Storm and ghost: of course.

Price: why is Storm hanging from the ceiling?

Soap: I think they're trying to move their stash.

Price: Their stash?

Soap: if they don't want to bother anyone, they have stashes of food all over the base. They also have some really cozy spots tucked up in here.

Price: why?

Soap: they hide from people.

Graves: Hey doll.

Storm: Ever call me that again and I will knit a sweater from your nervous system.

Soap: Now that. That is a horrifying feeling.

Soap: what do we say when someone breaks our heart?

Storm: thank you for the trauma. I need it for my art.

Gaz: no.

Storm: uh I was never good enough to begin with.

Soap: NO!

Soap: So storm just walked into the infirmary. Uh willingly.

Gaz: well that's alarming.

Ghost: and concerning. Are you absolutely sure it was willingly?

Soap: no one was with them and they were not restrained in anyway.

Gaz: we should probably call Price, something is wrong with Storm.

Storm meeting up with their old squad

Storm: SPOON! FORK!

Spoon and fork: KNIVES!

Storm: where's Alex, rin, and lucid?

Gaz: why do you all call yourselves outside of missions?

Storm: easier to remember than our own names most of the time, also doesn't trigger the oh shit response.

Soap: the oh shit response?

Storm: John Mactsvish!

Soap: *freezes and ducks his head*

Storm: that response.

Ghost: that was rude, Sargeant.

Storm: *freezes and ducks their head* sorry sir.

Gaz: ha!

Alejandro: Price, come get your child! *A zoomed in picture of Storm in with a bunch of r6 operators.*

Price: how in the fuck? When did they get to Mexico!

Doc: *watching as Storm quietly and efficiently patches and stitches themselves back together.* Why?!

Storm: *shrugging as they tie off the last stitch* no point in goin' if I can do it myself. No need to bother the medics on a simple cut.

Doc: that is not how this relationship should work! At least let me do the bandages!

Storm: no, ya got other folks to tend to doc. Don' worry bout me.

#call of duty x reader #cod mw2 #kyle gaz garrick #john soap mactavish #141 x reader #simon ghost riley #taskforce 141 #captain john price #eld writes #r6s doc #rainbow six x reader

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shuttershocky · 2 months

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So what are your thoughts on the second AK x R6 Collab? Do you look forward to it?

Personally, I'm a little sad my boys Wamai, Jager, Glaz, etc didn't make the cut, nor any of the Nighthaven crew like Osa and Kali. This makes sense (HG's approach is basically isekaing the Rainbow crew into Arknights and passing them off as funny aliens in a world of animal people rather than using any Rainbow Six storylines, which is probably for the better), I'm just a little sad that among the new batch the only character I actually play often enough to call a main is Fuze.

That being said, I'm looking forward to it. Originium Dust was one of my favorite AK events, and I really liked how HG translated the R6 characters into its tower defense gameplay, they showed some real creativity along with a weirdly specific understanding of Siege memes (such as the Rainbow ops calling Tachanka, Lord Tachanka, which is not something that's canon to R6S that's an in-joke the players have because Tachanka is a terribly weak but beloved and fun character).

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What makes me confident they'll bring that same creativity to translating their FPS gameplay into Arknights is that they made Doc an Instructor Guard. Like, holy shit, it takes a great understanding of Siege to see a medic character whose special skill is that he heals people and then NOT make him a Medic in AK.

Do you know why Doc's an Instructor Guard despite being a medic? Because when you actually see a Doc in a match of R6 Siege, they don't sit behind their allies pumping them with heals every time they take damage. You only have limited healing darts, and you can heal people at full HP to overheal. No. When you're fighting a Doc, you see him grab a partner (usually Rook), jamming them full of heals while their health is full to overdose on their HP, then healing HIMSELF to overdose his HP, and then both of them run out of cover guns blazing to kill as many Attackers as they can before they are blown to hell.

HG understands that well enough that instead of making him a medic, they make him the Guard class that sits behind another unit, buffing them but also meant to do DPS. That's fantastic, I am completely sure someone at HG remains a dedicated Siege player to this day.

Plus, I do love that the Free units on both R6S events are notoriously terrible but fan-favorite characters. Before his rework in R6S, Tachanka sucked ass, and after his rework he still wasn't picked competitively all that much, but he HAD to be the star of the event because he's Lord Tachanka with an LMG that rips through everything and is incredibly satisfying to use. In the same vein, Fuze is infamous for LOSING more games for his team than winning, since his gadgets are bouncing cluster bombs that often kill his teammates, the hostage they're rescuing, or even himself sometimes while completely missing actual enemies. You pick this guy and it's halfway to a loss already, so you're either a god on Fuze, a madman, maybe both, and that's absolutely why he's the next free unit. Now all of AK can get to experience griefing themselves with Fuze RNG. Fuck yeah.

#Arknights

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graveyard-ghoulish · 2 years

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Hey hey, I just recently found your blog and love the R6S stuff you write!! Your writing is great and I love how you bring the characters to life for us <3 (especially the Spetsnaz members, they are such great comfort characters)

That being said, it's low-key killing me how many requests there are to see them get even more heartbroken lmao 😭 could we get some vacation hcs of the Spets boys (cuz god knows they've earned it)? Like where they would take their partner when they're given some time off, if they're more the active type or just want to laze at the beach while on vacation, etc.

Have a great day and stay hydrated!

Aaaa thank you that means a lot you have no idea 😭 also I agree, people are evil to these poor boys. They deserve a break

Kapkan:

let’s face it, he’d drag you to his hunting cabin. Maxim isn’t a fan of most other places and is most comfortable in his home turf so it’s already been decided by him. Also is a fucking demon about packing. “We’re going to the woods, you don’t need that,” he says as he tosses like 5 things out of your suitcase. You give up and let him pack for you because it’s not worth the argument

Maxim would go hunting at first and take you with him but it eventually simmers down to you guys just cuddling and napping in his cabin while watching some old movies or making a pillow fort and fucking in it

The majority of the trip is deep talks, fucking, dunking each other in the nearby lake, and hitting him with a pillow when he makes fun of you. You two are extremely reluctant to go back to base when the time comes because domesticity like that is uncommon but he promises it’ll happen again.

Tachanka:

Our old man here is a beach thot and you can’t change my mind. Alex takes you to the beach where you spend your days staring at his ass in his speedos and fearing for your life when he brings out the water gun.

Also the type of mfker to go on an entire swimming adventure in the ocean for no reason. Yk that tiktok where the guys dad is like a speck in the sea swimming to some island? That’s tachanka. You likely don’t have the stamina or iron lungs he has to endure getting tossed around by heavy waves so he settles for exploring shallow reefs with you once he’s back 😭

You two come back with like 9 million seashells and cool rocks, most of the collection from Alexsandr’s ocean exploration to the distant island. How he swam back with all of it you’ll never figure out.

Fuze:

Vacation? Good luck. Shuhrat’s a fucking vampire at this rate, hardly ever being caught outside in the sun unless it’s one of the rare times he felt like it. If you want to go somewhere you have to do some good convincing 💀

But if you do happen to convince this vampire to get outside, you two spend time at a lake. He hates open ocean but also doesn’t like being a forest spirit like Kapkan so a lake is a happy medium in his eyes.

Glaz:

Hope you like travelling a lot, cause Timur does. He’ll take you to as many parts of the world as he can and even visit both your home towns.

He’s an all-around guy with no preference on how you spend your days. Lazing about in the hotel and watching some soap opera while cuddling? Down for it. You want to snowboard off the highest mountain in the area? Also down for it. He’s happy as long as you’re happy.

#max rambles #x reader #r6siege #r6s x reader #rainbow six siege #fuze x reader #kapkan x reader #tachanka x reader #glaz x reader #doing at least this before I work on that popia sloppy toppy fic 😭

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itskeej · 2 months

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u playing apex cause u can't handle seeing smokes face in r6s?

(/lh)

i can assure u it is not that i promise, i am the first person to go "IS THAT SMOKE- guys im gonna kill smoke" then crying about it when the smoke on the other team kills me-

#keej answers #anonymous #tumblr ask #doodle #I AM TOO BABY TO PLAY GAMES LIKE R6 AND VALORANT without a mostly full stack so i haven't played either in like... so long.... sobs...#i need people who will be patient with me while i learn r6 but i dont have that many friends like that tragically.#OR AT LEAST NOT ENOUGH to make a big enough party BUT IT'S FINE LISTEN APEX FUN I ZOOM I JUMP OFF A WALL and then i am happy hehehe

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eclipses-circus-trash · 5 months

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one of my friends didn't know what ygo sevens was so they asked me to horribly explain the main (or more common) characters to them

SO IMA TYPE IT UP HERE (it's kinda long also I do swear a lot so you've been warned)

Ygo Se7ens (horribly summarized)

First we have our protag, lil 11-yr old hacker midget that's also an engineer. 11-yr old midget has many friends, such as boy who loves dragons and talks to cards also really wants to be king someday. We also have student council president guy who's also a Japanese ninja samurai guy who's also a rapper. Or a dj, whatever way you see it i guess. Then there's guitar lady who's most likely a lesbian and makes blue and pink curry that explodes. Then the cousin of guitar lesbian is gay homophobic celebrity boy. As in holy fuck make up your mind ya little shit. Gay homophobic celebrity boy is the vocalist in the rock band that's literally just his and his cousin's names squashed together. Other members in the band are gay guy that needs to find a better boyfriend and guy who's name is legit "look behind you." Not joking. Gay guy that needs to get a better boyfriend has a crush on gay homophobic celebrity boy. Toxic yaoi mmmmmmmmm scrumptious. Then our favorite identity crisis boy, "look behind you," is literally the best i mean just look at him (the original thing was on paper and there was a drawing) he's probably nonbinary and maybe knows Latin and Japanese, you can fight me on this. Likes urban legends. Then we have the children presidents. Oldest one, speedy boi, drives a car. Very colors of aro. Second oldest, ocean boi talks to dolphins+other sea creatures and can play the ukulele. Lovely first middle child, female autistic baseball gigachad. Likes fire. Second middle child, kendo guy (big stick) beat the shit out of 25+ people with said big stick. Youngest (i think) child is queer (very queer) catboy who likes puppets and can make them too. Called our favorite 11-yr old hacker midget cute. Those bitches are gay. Good for them. EHEM. then there's chameleon boy! He's shy, and was befriended by dragon boy! Chameleon boy is so nic- wait a minute he's actually the last child president???? Turns out, chameleon boy is actually chameleon boy that got his memories sealed away until they came back and he started wiping everyone's memories. Then there's a nice little girl- wait no she's actually 37. Wears a sign that says "I am an adult," to bars and gets called a little girl all the time. Then there's providence programmer guy he has glasses, a god complex and his best friend is a sentient robotic massage chair. How lovely. Then we have lesbian lady, she gets called princess and she has a forklift (I'm sorry don't kill me Asana) named R6. R6 can talk. Okay well only lesbian lady understands R6 but that's besides the point. R6 is one of the best in the show because he roasted gay homophobic celebrity boy and simultaneously traumatized him but he deserves it. Then there's angry lady. Everything about her is strong, even her eyebrows. Especially her eyebrows. Lesbian lady and angry lady are lesbians for each other. Then there's bitch guy. Bitch guy is 6" 9 I'm not even joking I wish I was. Bitch guy gave gay homophobic celebrity boy ✨trust issues✨ when he was a child by not giving him a playing card. That led to gay homophobic celebrity boy blackmailing his cousin, lesbian guitar lady, so she could spy on 11-yr old hacker midget, dragon boy who talks to cards, and student council president/dj/ninja. 11-yr old hacker midget was actually the one that got the playing card.

And that's where where I stopped writing

I'll update this later when I have more of Ygo Se7ens (Horribly Summarized)

#ygo sevens #yugioh sevens #Not tagging the characters y'alls get to figure out who's who lmao

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r6shippingdelivery · 2 years

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I apologize if this is bothering you, but is there anyway you can tell me wth is going on with R6S and why there's separate teams now? I'm just getting back into fandom since my cousin passed away a year ago, so I'm kinda lost 😭. Like, I've seen the newer cinematics, but that barely says anything. Just like a guide for dummies for the recent lore ❤️

It's no bother! Lemme try to summarize the most important plot points of this whole Rainbow vs. Nighthaven arc:

Harry introduces Nighthaven (NH for short) to Rainbow. Ash voices doubts about hiring a PMC/mercenaries (NH's arrival animation)

Harry starts The Program: renovate the Stadium in Greece and make it their new base, yearly competition between the ops (mirroring the Siege Invitational irl)

Invitational 2020 competition happens (Tournament of Champions cinematic)

Kali introduces more NH people into Rainbow: Ace & Aruni

Kali invites Fuze to train with NH before the Invitational final, she shows off a disregard for the safety of team companions, her new suit (aka, the elite), and offers Fuze a job in NH (comic #1)

Invitational 2021 competition takes place (The Playbook cinematic). Kali disregards Ash's orders during the match, using her & others as bait to lure the defenders and kill them. She wins the match but injures Ash in the process. They argue and Kali's dismissal of what she says ends with Ash punching her.

Ash sets up a meeting with an old acquaintances, Flores, who she wants to bring to Rainbow and also asks him to spy on Kali, sine she's convices the PMC leader is up to no good (comic #2)

Kali brings Osa into Rainbow, who is the R&D chief in NH and the one designing all the tech for the PMC group.

The season's battlepass is full of hints about NH courting several Rainbow operators, giving them tours of their installations and new NH suits/gear.

During one of those visits (featuring IQ & Smoke), Osa receives a message from Kali, stating she's needed in Greece and that they're moving forward with their plan (Osa's season animation)

For the next invitational, it's revealed that Kali has been chosen as one of the 4 team leaders. She gets to choose some additional ops for the team, aside from the NH ones. She picks Finka, IQ, Pulse, Ela & Smoke.

Invitational 2022's final takes place, but we only see the aftermath: all of the Rainbow ops in Kali's team are defecting from Rainbow to join NH (Sister in Arms cinematic)

Harry apparently didn't see that coming??

From Harry's board, we get the info that he's splitting Rainbow operators into 4 different especialised teams, to increase their efficiency: Hiaban's team (no name given yet) Doc's team (Wolfguard), Thermite's team, Caveira's team (I go into more detail in this analysis I did)

Azami, an acquaintance of Hibana's, gets into Rainbow (and Hibana's team) after the VIP she was protecting/being a bodyguard for, gets murdered in broad daylight. The bullet that killed him has QCR (the name of NH's R&D department) engraved in it (Azami's season animation)

Wolfguard (Doc's team) is deployed to rescue the architect who designed NH's base, since he's being held hostage (wolfguard animation)

They need the architect's help to get infiltrate NH's base, since they want confirmation and intel to know if they're really giving weapons and gear to criminals. Nokk inflitrates NH's base to retrieve the intel about their shipments (current season's animation)

And this is where we are, with IQ, Smoke, Pulse, Ela and Finka defecting from Rainbow to joing NH, and NH being suspected of criminal activity. Plus Rainbow being organized in 4 different squads with different areas of expertise.

#rainbow 6 siege #r6s #rainbow six siege #rainbow 6 #bunnyfreyja

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johnlocsin-johnyakuza · 2 years

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Me and my Father (the guy in the Crusader Armor) are currently stuck in the closet with, whatever that is outside because father began tweaking.

So we decided to open up a blog and travel to different universes to pass the time, and he forgot to turn on asks when we made this, so I did it for him.

Name: John, or J/Jp for short, and Jojo for Nickname

Pronouns: He/Him

Nationality: Filipino 🇵🇭

Sexuality: Bisexual

Religion: Christian ✝️ (Me and my family support the LGBTQ community)

Raised in New Jersey

Me and Fathers Fandoms:

Yakuza, Judgment/Lost Judgment, Call of Duty, Doom, Wolfenstein, Fallout, Devil May Cry, Bayonetta, Henry Stickmin, Minecraft, Roblox, Monster Hunter, Fallout, Skyrim, Wolfensetin, Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure, Spy X Family, Dragon Ball Z, Metal Gear, Omori, God of War, Asura’s Wrath, FromSoftWare Games (Dark Souls, BloodBorne, Sekiro, Elden Ring, Armored Core), Nintendo and Sega games, Team Fortress 2, OverWatch, Madness Combat, Marvel, DC, Mortal Kombat, Tekken, Street Fighter, Ubisoft Games (The Division, For Honor, R6, Assassin’s Creed, Watch Dogs), Hollow Knight, FNAF, UnderTale, DeltaRune, Ace Combat, Project Wingman, UltraKill, Darkest Dungeon, Payday, Silent Hill, Telltale Games, Left 4 Dead 2, Halo, Need for Speed, Nintendo and Sega Games, Bendy and the Ink Machine, Baldi’s Basics, Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy, Uncharted, Infamous, SCP, Dragon Ball Z, Cyberpunk 2077, Resident Evil, Signalis, Dead Space, Ghost of Tsushima, Warhamner 40K, Until Dawn, The Dark Pictures Anthology, Forbidden Siren, Fatal Frame, LittleBigPlanet, Star Wars, Scriptwelder games, Hitman, House of the Dead, Time Crisis, Multiple Other RPG Maker Games (Yume Nikki, OFF, Oneshot), Sifu, Just Shapes and Beats, Lacey Flash Games Series, Persona Series, Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba, I Expect You To Die VR Games, Spec Ops: The Line, Borderlands, Earth Defense Force, Crysis, Danganronpa, GTA Series, Red Dead Redemption, Disco Elysium, Lies of P, Chainsaw Man, Killing Floor, Trepang2, The Amazing Digital Circus, Murder Drones, SMG4, RWBY, Red Vs. Blue, Lethal Company, FAITH: The Unholy Trinity, Needy Streamer Overload, Object Shows (BFDI, Inanimate Insanity, Etc.), Hotline Miami, Helldivers, Nier Automata

Me and Fathers Interests:

Video Games, Music, Martial Arts, Tabletop Games (Specifically Dungeons and Dragons), Art/Paintings, Horror, Action, Visual Novel Games, Vtubers, Anime, Manga

(Will add more Fandoms and Interests overtime)

Btw I make Moodboards as well, if you want to me to make one just let me know.

Blog won't always be Spoiler-Free

My Voice Reveal, doubling as a motivation Ted-talk I felt like doing:

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sxtaep · 1 year

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💌 get to know me ; tag game

tagged by @mercurygguk (sworn enemy)

tagging; @jjkeverlast @aris-ink @adoredcore @jimilter @bebejungkook @delugguk

are you named after anyone? yess, my dad’s sister who passed away as a baby back in the 60s :(

when was the last time you cried? a few weeks ago, on the nurse’s office bed because my back was killing me after my wound busted and bled out 💀😭

do you have kids? nope, and no thank you 😭

do you use sarcasm? i do, but not a lot 😁

what’s the first thing you notice about people? hair, i can’t explain it 😭

what’s your eye colour? brown

scary movies or happy endings? happy endings but like i hate waiting for it, i love getting spoiled.

any special talents? i can write a good essay in half an hour (not school essays, i mean minute taking)

what are your hobbies? writing, reading, editing, pc/merch collecting

where were you born? england 😒

do you have any pets? no (i want a cat)

what sports do you play/have played? sorry, e-sports must count for something 🙏🏼 i’m an og uc4 ranked player and r6 shooter 🥰

dream job? private secretary or paralegal

favourite subject in school? english (i had a crush on my english teacher)

how tall are you? 5ft5

#tag game

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mayday396 · 1 year

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Found this on r/Arknights

It was about if Arknights had any Possible Crossovers that could happen in some far future, because they had one with Rainbow Six Siege, alot of people think Assassin's Creed, Dark Souls or Bloodborne would be great, which I totally Agree but then I saw this one which is actually really interesting.

To any Younger Gen Z living here,

Winx Club is a Popular Italian Cartoon, that us Older Gen Z, Zennials and Millennials grew up watching, it was dubbed by Rai English and 4kids then later on dubbed by Nickelodeon, those are the 3 major dubs you should only worry about.

The Basic Gist is about the story of Bloom and her friends, being Fairies and going to a magic Fairy School, called Alfea and fighting Evil Witches that for some reason is always targeting Bloom.

And to Non-Anime Fans, Millennials and Gen X people,

Arknights is a Tower Defense Anime Gacha Game, that has Knack for Tactical Strategy and essentially a War Game, with a Plot that could be described as a 'War Story' or 'Tearjerker'.So looking past the Anime Art style and Aesthetic, it's about Survival, Existential Crisis and having Hope in the most Hopeless scenarios.

So to the differences in Winx Club and Arknights:

Winx Club live in a clear-cut, Good Vs Evil story

While Arknights is about the sides of Good and Evil in the So called Dark and Light.

Winx Club's Characters have their Ideals and Ambitions laid out, it's clear on who they are and what they want to have

While Arknights makes you Question their Ideals and Ambitions to a greater Extent, what do they live for? what do they want to be? Is the concept of Togetherness truly worth it?

Outlook is Optimistic in Winx Club

Outlook is at best Realistic in Arknights

Now here are 3 Reasons why I want a Crossover of both of them

They have both Great music, while Winx Club stays on the Pop Genre, Arknights have multiple Genres, have you heard the Tynix transformation song in Italian and 'The Golden Age returns again' song from Arknights's Stultifera Navis Event.THEY ARE BOTH BANGERS.

Fashion, both Media is every Fashion and Character Designer's Wet Dream, I mean just look at Silverash, Specter or the R6 Collab Operators

The Idea of someone like Aisha finding out the Seaborn live in a society that is essentially a terrifying and Dark Utopia or Musa finding out that Yan is so Fragmented that they face Demons litterally Everyday and the only place you could have so called 'Peace' is Lungmen or even develop on their Story and let Tecna find out Ursus is really like Zenith but dark and twisted sense.

These characters live in a good Vs Evil Setting now I want them in a place that it's so morally grey that the Characters of Winx Club would Question on how the people live their lives here, considering the Oripathy litterally kills people cause it's Terminal Disease, so Bloom would feel utterly useless at this situation.

So that the only thing they could ever do is to quell whatever situation and bring them comfort.

Tell me what would you want to add if such a Random Crossover would happen? Other than it being Non Canon, of course.

#arknights #winx club #Arknights and Winx club #Crossover #Its silly but I want it #what do yall think tho

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shuttershocky · 6 months

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Who the closest R6 has for a medic? And how would they translate into AK.

I kinda want one for a more balanced full R6 squad

Rainbow has three medics actually!

This is Doc. Armed with a dartgun that heals allies (and even enemies if you shoot them for some reason), Doc's got a long and infamous history of toxic gameplay in Siege lol.

You see, Doc doesn't heal you, not really. He boosts you. That means if you have full health, Doc can boost you beyond that. This meant that Doc and the tankiest guy on the Defender team (usually Rook) would often wait next to the doors or windows for round start, then Doc boosts himself and his ally and they run into the enemy spawn guns blazing to take down as many of the Attackers as they can before going down in a blaze of glory. This shit was incredibly fun (I did it a lot) but was also toxic as fuck, so Ubisoft nerfed the hell out of runouts lmao.

Doc's gun can also coax allies who are down but not out. Under certain conditions, an operator can be KO'd but not killed. Doc can boost them to bring them back up. He can even do it to enemies! One of my friends would go over to a knocked out enemy, revive them, then shoot them as they woke up just for the memes.

Doc in Arknights could be a medic that creates a DBNO (down but not out) state for allies, like when they are knocked out in SSS. Activating his skill could revive them to half health. However, he only has 3 shots of the skill before he has to retreat, making him a poor choice if the ally gets knocked out easily.

Now this is Finka. In a plot straight out of Metal Gear Solid 4, Finka injected every Rainbow member with nanomachines that she controls, enhancing their physical strength, boosting them with adrenaline, healing their wounds, and reviving all DBNO allies across the map. Before this was changed, she even removed recoil from all her allies temporarily. I never played Finka myself, as my friends would complain the nanomachines removing recoil would fuck up their aim.

Finka sounds like an Abjurer to me more than a medic, but it's still a healer class!

And finally there's Thunderbird. Unlike the others who keep their healing gadget on them, Thunderbird puts down a sentry gun that shoots heals at nearby allies instead, allowing Defenders to barricade themselves in a room under heavy fire and sustain repeatedly as long as they don't get headshot, or provide a heal to passing roamers who took some hits while flanking the enemy.

We already have a medic with a deployable heal in Silence. Thunderbird could be an alternate take where the healing drone doesn't go away, but actually has to attack and only heals on ally at a time rather than in an AOE. Thunderbird could also be an Artificer whose deployable comes with a heal for allies.

#arknights

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