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angelltheninth · 10 months
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Victorious Celebration
Pairing: Victor x Yuuri
Tags: nsfw, smut, first time blowjob (for Yuuri), hallway sex, teasing, come swallowing, established relationship, celebration sex, gentle dom!Victor
Word count: 1.2k
Ao3
A/N: This only my second fic of these two and I don't know why, they're so fun to write about.
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“Victor,” Yuuri chuckled as his new boyfriends hands tickled under his shirt, pressing his body against the door, Victor’s lips equally tickling and nibbling the nape of his neck and searching for more skin, “what’s with you? Are you drunk?”
“Nope.” There was that familiar teasing hint to Victor’s voice and that look in his eye that told Yuuri that he was about to get teased to hell and back if not worse. “Just want to celebrate your amazing performance with an even better gift.”
Better then that kiss? What could be better then Victor’s lips on his?
“I can see that you’re thinking hard about it. Relax Yuuri, I can show you what I mean.” Victor smiled at him and in the dim lighting of the hallway kissed him again, their second ever kiss. Since they weren’t in front of all these people and cameras Yuuri relaxed a little bit more into the kiss, his eyes closing and hand cupping Victor’s smooth cheek.
True to his teasing nature Victor didn’t leave it at that. His playful tongue licked across the younger skater’s lips, prompting the other to whimper in approval and grant him entrance. This is the first time they’ve actually tasted each other, one tasting like cherries, the other like mint, one sweet, the other sharp.
“Yuuri.” The kiss ended a little too soon, leaving Yuuri out of breath, “You’re hard just from a kiss?”
“Ah!” He was grateful he was wearing pants and not his uniform because the outline would have been much more prominent and visible in that. “Sorry. You... you make my heart race. Victor, with you, when I look at you like this,” Yuuri cupped Victor’s face in both hands, their foreheads touching, interrupted only by Yuuri’s glasses, “I feel like I can do it all. You make me want to do it all, experience it all, with you.”
Victor blinked at his boyfriend, tears almost spilling from his eyes before he blinked them back and smiled instead, “Experience it all huh? I hope we get to. And I’m starting tonight.”
The lovestruck spell that Yuuri was under was broken the moment he saw Victor getting on his knees. Skilled, smooth fingers undid his belt and his pants, sending them to the floor while all Yuuri could do was stare and gape at the sight before him.
“Yuuri,” Victor cupped the bottom of the bulge, his cheek pressing against it, “this is the reward I want to give you. But I need you to say yes, I need to know you want this as much as I do.” Yuuri was beyond speechless at what was happening yet he saw that Victor wasn’t gonna keep going unless he spoke out.
“I want it. I want it but, I’ve never had a... well... a blowjob before.” It wasn’t that odd, he’s had pretty minimal experience prior to this, kissing, dates, got and heavy make outs sure, but not a blowjob or anything beyond. “I might... finish pretty soon.”
“Oh I can train you there as well, if you let me. What do you say handsome?”
“O-Okay, just go slow, please.” Yuuri’s whole body shook when Victor smiled and without breaking eye contact pulled his shorts down.
Victor wanted to respect Yuuri’s wishes but he found it hard when there was Yuuri’s hard cock inches from his face. There was already precum gathering at the tip. He could tell that the minute he took Yuuri into his mouth it would be over. That’s not what he wanted, so he had to take this slow.
“Hands on the back of my head. Keep my hair back for me, okay? I want to see you.” By him he of course meant the cock as well as Yuuri’s blushing face. He always looked cute but especially now, with his hair a damn mess still and his glasses just a tiny bit askew on his face from their kiss earlier. A true sight to be beheld by Victor only.
Victor’s hand wrapped around the bottom of Yuuri’s cock, forming a ring and squeezing a little, but not enough that Yuuri couldn’t thrust his hips upwards when he felt the touch. Much to Victor’s delight his boyfriend only gave it a few pumps, knowing as well as he that he would come it kept going.
Instead of going for the tip Victor focused his attention on the length of Yuuri’s cock, his lips and tongue mapping it from where the bottom of the trembling shaft all the way to where the head began. He stopped right there and let his tongue lick a line alone the spot, establishing where he would stop every time he licked up and down. As if that wasn’t enough of a torture method he also proceeded to angle Yuuri’s cock further down, in line with his cheeks so he could kiss along it more comfortably.
All the while Yuuri’s grip shook with effort to keep still.
“Why are you teasing? Victor! Are you gonna do it or not?” He knew very well how desperate he made himself sound right now considering that Victor was the one on his knees and Yuuri could, if he wanted to, just make the silver haired man go where he wanted him to by guiding him with his hands.
“Do you want me to?” Did he want to know what it felt like to have his cock in Victor’s mouth? Hell yes. But he was also scared. “We can keep doing this for a bit longer if you-”
“No! I mean yes! I want your mouth now. Just don’t... promise not to make fun of me when I come.” Victor smiled up at him and finally kissed the tip, a string of pre now staining his lips, “Ah!”
“I would never laugh at you, darling.” But he could smile as he opened his mouth and closed it around the tip of Yuuri’s cock. The taste of cum hit his tongue as he kept going down until he felt his lips touch his hand. When Victor’s eyes opened and looked up he saw Yuuri looking down at him with complete awe, enchanted by the sight of his cock in Victor’s mouth.
Victor winked up at him as he moved his head up and down, once, twice before his tongue rolled around the tip and cum shoot forth into his mouth. A groan was stiffed only by the cock in his mouth when Yuuri’s hands tightened their grip, “Shit!”
The younger man’s body shook like he’d just done a hundred laps around the skating ring, his legs feeling just as liquid. And his head spinning, thankful for this moment, for having Victor there to catch him.
“Just like your skating, we will also work on your sexual stamina. I want you to last when I finally put it in.” Victor’s whimper was adorable, but alas his cock began to get soft. While Victor was sure he could get his boyfriend hard again in no time he also knew that Yuuri must be tired. “Shower, then sleep.” As he stood up he didn’t bother wiping away Yuuri’s cum, he liked the way Yuuri kept looking at it dripping from his lips.
Yuuri was behind him like a lovesick puppy, doing away with all his clothes and more then happy to help Victor get out of his before the aforementioned shower and a very well earned night of sleep.
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randomficrecss · 5 months
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Victuuri fic rec
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Melodies Unheard, but Felt All the Same by Watermelonsmellinfellon
M | 100.3k | 39/39 | deaf!yuuri, ableism, sexual content, explicit language
Yuuri wanted to make history as the first Deaf man to win the Grand Prix Final. Of course he's a little skeptical of Victor Nikiforov's presence, especially considering the reactions from others who have learned about his lack of hearing.
But Victor proves to be different, and Yuuri appreciates that. Now all that's left is to tell the figure skating world about it.
The Fundamentals of Caring by braveten
E | 20.8k | 2/2 | sick!yuuri, hurt/comfort, fluff, domestic
“Let me guess, you’re going to go take care of Yuuri while he sleeps? Just in case he sneezes or something?” Yurio rolls his eyes, folding his arms across his chest. “Viktor, you’re whipped.”
Viktor rubs the back of his neck as he leans against the wall. “What does that mean?”
“It means that if Yuuri asked you to do a little dance for him in nothing but a coconut bra and a hula skirt, you’d do it.”
Viktor pauses, confused. “And that's a bad thing?”
centripetal force by braveten
E | 85.8k | 10/10 | college au, roommates, sexual content, anxiety attacks, underage drinking
Victor speaks seven languages.
(Physics isn't one of them.)
Luckily, though, he ends up rooming with his antithesis: a shy, black-haired boy who just so happens to be a physics major.
like your french girls by ebenroot
T | 102.9k | 7/7 | artist au, slow burn, awkward flirting, pining victor, fluff
"Victor," Yuri begins, lowering the eighteenth sketch of the figure skater Victor drew this week, "you have a fucking problem."
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in which Victor is an artist, Yuuri is his figure skating muse, and Yuri is so done hearing about their stupid love story through Instagram
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fawn-eyed-girl · 9 months
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How about Victuuri 💋 on a scar!
Neutron, my dear, dear friend, hello!!
I am more than happy to write this one for you! In fact, once again, I got a little carried away, so here is 3500 words of Victuuri fluff and hurt/comfort, all for you 🥺🥺 The full story, called "Scar-Kissed," is on Ao3, but here's a little preview for you, under the cut!
This story is rated T, mostly for implied mild sexual content and the hurt/comfort.
Please enjoy 💋
It was supposed to be the happiest time of Yuuri’s life. 
He had finished the previous season strong, and with the Olympics positioned to be the culmination of the current season, the hype surrounding him was a change from the vibe when he’d nearly quit the sport a few years before. Back then, he was alone, always away from home, always away from those he loved: a failure, both personally and professionally.
Now, though, he was a success, and he owed a large part of that success to the home he had found, both on and off the road:
His home, his beloved husband, Victor Nikiforov. And everywhere that Victor went, if Yuuri followed, he could. 
In his life with Victor, Yuuri had, for the first time, found a sense of peace. Even when the pressures of competition weighed heavily, all Yuuri had to do was come home—to a hotel most often, but yes, it was home when he saw Victor lounging in an easy chair, reading a book; or when he saw Victor and Makkachin, curled up together on the bed, sleeping; or when he saw Victor’s clothing tossed on the bed, the sound of the hotel shower running hot in Yuuri’s blood. 
There was a soft sense of contentment that filled Yuuri now, no matter where he was in the world, and no matter where he was in the competition. He could be first, or third, or sixth, and the same calm held steady in his heart. 
Because Victor was always there: a quiet voice stilling his fear, a gentle hand quelling his nervous shakes. Victor was always there, always with kind words: no matter how stern they needed to be, they always felt soft coming from Victor’s heart-shaped mouth and perfectly plush lips. 
So, yes. On the surface, Yuuri felt as though everything was wonderful, perfect—more than he could have ever hoped to have in his life.
But deep down, Yuuri was restless… Because Victor was hiding something.
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This past week my little adhd brain decided to fixate on book binding
So naturally I bound one of my favorite victuuri fics- Falling (Victor’s Story) by proantagonist on ao3
I did this purely for personal use just because I love this fic and Winter Song (same author) so so much.
I made a tiktok on the process if you’re interested in that
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRG5aUER/
It took me a few days and I finished it at 2am lmao but
Here are the results!
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I’m very happy with it, I can’t wait to do more
(also proantagonist if you see this thank you for literally changing my life I love you)
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frogandthetadpoles · 2 years
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soyochii · 2 years
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The sunset has never looked quite as lovely <3
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yuri-on-adderall · 1 year
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A while ago, I commissioned the wonderful and talented @nae812 to draw a scene from my YOI novelisation Can You Hear My Heartbeat. The scene is part of the Tanabata* chapter, set during the summer of mutual pining, and I'm very proud to share the absolutely gorgeous result with you:
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Posted with permission from the artist because commission conditions and stuff. Do not repost.
They fell silent, watching the stars. But Yuuri’s heart refused to be still.
“O-hoshi-sama,” Viktor murmured, gazing at the sky. “I get it now. How can you look at the universe spinning in the sky and simply call them hoshi?”
Yuuri smiled. “Yeah. The stars are that majestic.”
“I like it. This is the most beautiful night of my life so far, Yuuri. Not even the White Nights can compare to this.”
The warm, reverent nuance in his voice made Yuuri tremble. This night, this place—it created a closeness he had never felt before with Viktor. As if a bridge had emerged from the sea of stars between them.
“Um, Viktor. There’s something you should know.”
“Huh?”
“There’s an even larger Tanabata festival held in Fukuoka.” The words welled out of Yuuri, encouraged by the darkness engulfing them and because they were not facing each other. “It’s because they have a huge Tanabata shrine there. I… I didn’t suggest it because you wanted to see the fireworks, but we wouldn’t have been able to stay that late because we’d need to catch the last train back. And I didn’t want to take the van because I wasn’t sure if I’d want to drink and I also don’t like to drive at night.” And because it would have been a date then. “My apologies.”
“No, Yuuri,” Viktor said softly. “I’m glad we stayed here. Fukuoka is likely overcrowded tonight and I don’t want to do that to Makkachin. Besides, here we have a better view of the stars because of less—how did you call it?”
“Light pollution.”
“Right.” Viktor’s voice was warm in the night as if he was smiling. “Thanks for introducing me to this festival, Yuuri.”
Yuuri thought back to the wish he had written on the red tanzaku. I wish that I’ll figure out my feelings for Viktor. I wish it to be love.
“I’m glad we came here, too.”
A reddish shine illuminated the lookout, followed by a cracking noise that ruptured the silence. “The fireworks have started!” Yuuri said. “Let’s watch!”
They hurried to a spot where the trees parted. Orange sparks rose into the sky and blossomed into colourful stars, illuminating rooftops and the people cramming on the beach and along the bridges, glittering on the bay. A sudden giddiness rose in Yuuri.
“When I was younger, I often imagined what it would be like to celebrate Tanabata with you,” he said. Each year, he had written a wish for it and hung it on a tree. “I didn’t ask you because I didn’t know how to do it without things taking a weird turn.”
“Really?” Viktor’s voice was hushed with an undercurrent of excitement.
Yuuri nodded. “The last weeks were very nice. I would have hated to ruin that.”
A hand touched Yuuri’s shoulder, stirring a swarm of butterflies in his stomach. “I enjoy our time together very much, too.”
“Yeah,” Yuuri said. His heart fluttered.  
They fell silent, watching the colourful sparks blossoming above the town, mirrored on the silent river. The hand remained on his shoulder and Yuuri found he liked it being there.
“Yuuri?”
“Hum?”
“Will you tell me what you wished for?”
“No, Viktor.”
“I’ll tell you what I wished for in return.”
“It won’t come true when you say it aloud.”
“But if a wish isn’t voiced no one will know and they won’t do anything about it.”
“The gods will.”
If I were already sure of my feelings, this would have been the perfect date, Yuuri mused.
“Will you tell me your wish when it comes true?”
You will know when it comes true, Yuuri thought, struggling to tame the tempest of emotions raging within his heart. “Yes,” he said, leaning his head against Viktor’s shoulder. “I will.”
-- Chapter 17: So close and yet a universe apart
*On Tanabata or the Star Festival:
According to a legend, Princess Orihime fell in love with a cow herd named Hikoboshi, and their love was so great that both neglected their duties whereopun Orihime's father, the Emperor, banished the pair to the heavens with the Milky Way separating them. Orihime became the star Vega and Hikoboshi became the star Altair. Only once a year, in the seventh night of the seventh month, they can meet--but only if the skies are clear.
Tanabata (七夕) is celebrated in July, but in some regions, it's celebrated in August (depending on whether the Gregorian calendar or the lunar calendar is used). The stars Vega and Altair are visible in Japan from July to September. There's a couple of customs surrounding the festival, one of them is to write your wishes on paper strips and hang them on a bamboo tree. These trees are set afloat or burnt during the night. Tanabata is a very popular festival in Japan and often referred to as the most romantic night of the year. However, since in most regions, the rainy season lasts until August, the chances for clear skies are 30% on average and thus people pray for good weather several days in advance.
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rhapeseuhans · 10 months
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[Lvl 30 Patreon reward] This art is part of this great fanfic [Fool's Gold], by @neutronstarchild
Go read!! :D
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Hot take:
Kinda nice when Ao3 down for a bit cuz then I actually read my damn book
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carly-r-arnold · 2 years
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That awful feeling when you're really enjoying a fanfic and you can't wait for the next chapter but then you remember you're the one writing it so if you want another chapter, you have to write it
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ebonysficcollection · 11 months
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Yuuri On Ice (Mostly Viktuuri) Fic Recs
Zanka by rinsled05
A historical au set in the Edo period of Japan. Yuuri is a high-ranking courtesan (basically a prostitute) that Viktor meets while on a political trip to Japan. Very well-written and beautifully traumatic. I am a massive sucker for well-written historical aus, and from what I can tell, it's pretty accurate, and even if it wasn't, it still makes you feel the absolute horror of Yuuri's situation. This fic will put you through the emotional fucking wringer, but the ending is well-worth it.
Take Strength by stammiviktor
A post-canon fic about Yuuri and Viktor adopting a son. Tooth-rottingly sweet and domestic. We desperately need more kidfics in this fandom.
Polyglot Variations by spoken
A sort of character-study of Viktor and his life examined through the lens of his multilingualism. This is legit one of my favorite fanfics ever. This is literally so good and realistic that it feels like canon. It should be. Just. Fucking read it.
hood & glove by Fahye and hawberries
Otayuri fantasy au, where Yuri is a fairy and needs Otabek's help with the plot. I love Otayuri, but most of the fics I find of them aren't really up to my tastes, but this is really good, even if it is short. Fantasy aus don't tend to be my cup of tea, but if you like fantasy aus, you'll like this one.
he's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds by wingchestr
Some of the best fics in the yoi fandom are the ones that are both extremely fluffy and extremely smutty. This is one of them. Just a cute domestic fic about Viktor and Yuuri moving to Russia with a LOT of smut. Like, it's basically just 30k of well-written smut and couple bonding, and it's amazing.
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yoificfinder · 4 months
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Hi anon! Sorry I accidentally deleted your ask while I was in the process of making a rec list for your request because of the editing issue I have on tumblr. Fortunately, I was able to take a screenshot before deleting. And hopefully, the issue is now fixed!
Here's my rec list of canon-divergent fics where it was Victor who skated Eros/Agape:
a certain playboy by fan_nerd [G, 4K]
@v-nikiforov - The handsome playboy has returned to town. Please pay special attention to my Free Skate tomorrow. ♥♥♥
There’s no way that Victor, Yuuri’s childhood idol, could be calling Yuuri a handsome playboy, just because they’d met eyes at two skating events. Besides, a total stranger had given Yuuri the tickets. It would be totally absurd.
Yuuri frowns, turning his head on the pillow. Wouldn’t it?
catch me (i'm falling) by @spookyfoot [T, 5K]
Victor skates the saltiest Eros routine of all time and issues a call out on international television.
darling, stay by my side by jenmishe [T, 16K]
“Yuuri!” Phichit cries. “I know you have this weird insomnia thing, but for the love of god, get some sleep. Or at least turn the phone down. I know it’s after midnight there.”
“Holy shit, Phichit,” says Yuuri. “Yakov Feltsman wants to coach me.”
“Holy shit,” Phichit agrees, wide eyed.
(Or: Vicchan lives and fate is a funny thing.)
A Myriad of Possibilities by ztwilightzx [T, 92K]
“I have to go!” Yuuri blurts out. As an assistant coach, he needs to be at Minami’s interviews, even if it is Victor of all people standing right in front of him.
“Wait—” Victor says, but Yuuri has already ducked away. “Yuri!” he hears Victor call from behind him.
Yuuri doesn’t stop. He’s made that mistake before – why would Victor Nikiforov know who Yuuri is this year any more than he did last year? Yuri Plisetsky is debuting as a senior, after all, and might be here at the Cup of China to support his rinkmates.
It may be the sound of Yuuri’s name on Victor’s lips, but there is no way Victor is calling for him.
(Canon-divergence. The Nishigori triplets never upload Yuuri's rendition of Stammi Vicino online. Yuuri buys himself time to decide whether he wants to stay on the ice or retire by joining Minami Kenjirou's team as an assistant coach.
Victor never hears from the beautiful Japanese skater after Sochi. He choreographs On Love: Eros because he can’t quite let go, but it’s getting harder to push himself on the ice and the cracks are starting to show.
Two lost individuals take a different route to find love and life, but they eventually get there all the same.
same song, different dance by @crossroadswrite [T, 88K]
The line is silent for a moment, as Yuuri stands there, fingers getting progressively colder as he hears Minako breathe in his ear, not really willing to hang up first.
“The Grand Prix is just around the corner,” Minako says, her tone almost wistful.
He breathes out slowly to steady himself. “It is.”
“… Are you going to watch it?”
Yuuri shouldn’t. He knows it’ll feel awful to watch everyone he knows trying their best at something he loves when he can’t anymore. But it’s Phichit’s first year in the Grand Prix, and Victor’s competing, so…
“Of course,” he says, and is proud of how steady his voice comes out. He doesn’t know if it’s a lie or not.
(Or: in which Yuuri's Stammi Vicino skate never gets posted and he retires, Victor keeps himself skating for better or for worse, Yuri struggles with his debut, and missed opportunities have a way of righting themselves.)
Other recs are welcome!
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ETA: Other people's rec:
starting right now I'll be strong by @alexseanchai [T, 1k] *WIP
Enthrall by poppysocle [E, 106K]
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baby0possum · 7 months
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I need to have a little vent for a moment. This is going to talk about adult books so if you’re a kid or aren’t in to that don’t keep going. Also I’m relatively new to using tumblr and I think I have all of one follower (shoutout to you!) so I’m not really sure who will see this (because I admittedly don’t know how this works yet). I just need to put this out in the universe somewhere. I saw something earlier talking about how smutty books are becoming more mainstream and that bothered this person because people should be reading more than just “spicy” books. Which to me is a terrible take but okay. The part that really got my goat though was how they made the observation that this has led to more smut books coming out and some of them aren’t written any better than fanfic. If someone doesn’t like smut or want to read fanfic fine. But to imply that a book is somehow supposed to be superior to fanfic because the author had the idea and follow through to have it published? Absolutely not. I have been reading romance novels since 2010 and I have been reading exclusively m/m romance since 2013/2014. In those 13 years I have come across some really terrible published books. Also some of the best most beautiful things I have read were written by fanfic authors about Harringrove, Harringroveson, or Victuuri. I would even argue that to write fan fiction in some ways can be more difficult. To write a story of your own creation while keeping to the minutiae of a character that you didn’t create and everyone knows is absolutely mind boggling. So shout out to all you fanfic writers who I love. I see you and I love you!
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yuri-on-adderall · 2 years
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Some people don’t comprehend that anger associated with a billion dollar studio ≠ anger towards the YOI creative team
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