angrytaffy

[angrytaffy]

our father

jonathan crane x male reader

NSFW 18+, minors dni

hookups, catholicism, smut

summary

Jonathan Crane goes out on a Friday night looking for sin. When he finds you, he gets that and more.

There’s something that sets him apart from across the bar. Maybe it’s the halo, maybe it’s the Sunday best. Whatever it is, it makes you want to tear him to pieces. 

This isn’t what Jonathan Crane would typically pick to do on a Friday night. The music is blasting somewhere between loud and deafening, and the air is thick and hot and full of sin and filth between the bodies packed into the room. He has the distinct sense that this is not where he’s supposed to be. But, of course - it is. 

University was both exactly what he had been told it would be like and nothing like what he’d expected. There was sin hidden in every darkness. That wasn’t the part he was scared of. The part he was scared of was that he liked it. That he would seek it out, that he would follow its scent like a hunting dog. That was what he was here for. 

He feels your eyes on him and he turns away from your gaze, the silver crucifix around his neck glimmering coolly in the low light. You cross the room to where he’s standing alone in the corner, his sharp eyes flickering around the room. 

“You don’t come here often, do you?”

“Is it that obvious?”

He chuckles nervously. Up close, you can see him even better, eyes as clear and wide as the sky and pale freckles across his nose. A flush creeps across his cheeks. 

“So what brings you here tonight, then?”

You lean in, and you could swear you hear his breath quicken.

“Some friends suggested this place. They said it was nice, that maybe I could meet someone.”

“Maybe you could. Let me buy you a drink.”

You get a whiskey, neat. He gets the same thing as you, but from the face he makes when he tastes it, you can tell he’s never tried it before. It’s cute, endearing almost. Tempting.

“I think I’ve seen you around. You live near here or something?”

“I grew up in Old Gotham, but I’m here for university. I’m studying biology.”

“Not too far from the nest then, huh? I don’t think I’ve seen you around Gotham University.”

You raise an eyebrow at him and he blushes.

“I go to St. Thomas’s, the Jesuit college on campus.”

“Catholic? A man of God in a place like this? A little sinful, isn’t it?”

You grin at him. 

“Maybe that’s what I’m here to find.”

He speaks just above a whisper, turning his face away. The flush in his face is spreading down his neck, and it makes you wonder how far it goes. His pupils are blown wide, his eyes on you as you tip back the rest of your drink. 

You grab his wrist. 

“Want me to help you find it?”

He nods silently, and you drag him to the dance floor. 

The music is loud, something with a heavy beat. You don’t know the song well, but it works for what you need it to do. On the packed floor, your bodies are pressed against each other. You drag him towards you by his hips, and you feel him hard against you. He’s just a little taller than you, and he’s looking up, his throat flushed and enticing and his blue eyes fluttering shut in pleasure. You could swear he whimpers at the touch. You’d tease him more, but you can’t wait. 

You grab the chain around his neck and pull him down to whisper in his ear. 

“Do you want to get out of here?”

He nods, and you take his hand again, pulling him across the floor to the exit. When you get into the cool night air, you drag him into the dark alley next to the bar and pin him against the wall. You pull him into a fierce kiss, and his knees practically buckle, collapsing into you like he’s been starving for you for years. 

You pull away first, him chasing you for a second before resting his head back on the brick, panting. 

“I need a real yes for this one, angel. Out loud.”

“Yes. Please. Please, just touch me.”

He sounds wrecked already, almost as much as he looks. Flushed, breathing hard, his mouth spit-shiny and red already as he begs and you’ve barely touched him. He’s desperate for you in a way that seems almost implausible. 

“Have you ever done this before?”

He’s clearly distracted, kissing down your neck and running his hands under your shirt, but he snaps back to attention at the question. 

“No, never. Nothing, nothing like this at least.”

“This is your first time? With a stranger in an alleyway? A man who doesn’t even know your name?”

You take a step back, teasing him. He takes the bait, reaching for you. 

“Jonathan. Crane. You know my name now.”

“So I do. Do you need to know mine?”

He shakes his head rapidly.

“I like it better this way.”

“Christ.”

He still looks holy, even in the Gotham alley, almost glowing under the streetlights. There’s something about angels that makes you want to see how dirty you can get them. 

“Is there something else you want to call me then?”

He pauses, breath shaky. 

“Daddy.”

You grin, pinning him again. 

“Good boy.”

He whimpers as you kiss him, one hand running up and down his chest underneath his untucked shirt and the other rubbing the bulge in his pants. His hips buck up against you, his head resting in the crook of your neck as he wraps his arms around your waist. 

He hardly lets you go long enough for you to unbutton his pants and pull out his cock, but when you do, he’s rock hard and dripping with precum. He moans the instant your hand touches him, hand over his mouth. You’ve only stroked him a couple times, your thumb rubbing over the head of his cock, when he cums. He spills over your fist onto his shirt, collapsing into you as he whimpers. 

“Fuck, I’m sorry, just felt so good. Didn’t - had no idea it could feel like that.”

He’s panting, his hands shaky. 

“That desperate for me, huh? Not exactly how good boys like you are supposed to behave, is it?”

You stroke his cheek with your hand and he melts into the touch.

“Let me make it up to you, please. Want to make you feel good.”

“You sure? It’s your first time, might be a lot. Don’t want to push you too far.”

He’s rubbing the bulge in your pants now, pressing himself into you and away from the wall. He stops kissing your neck for just a second to whisper in your ear. 

“I need to feel you, daddy. Don’t you want to make me a sinner?”

A better man couldn’t have turned him down, and you’re not a better man.

“On your knees. Right here in front of me.”

He obeys you almost instantly, dropping to his knees in the alleyway, his eyes gazing up at you with barely a ring of icy blue left around his pupils. 

“You want me to guide you through it?”

“Please.”

You unzip your pants and pull your cock out. You’re hard already - watching him like this does something to you. He watches it, almost transfixed.

You lift his chin up to look at you, and when you run your thumb across his bottom lip, his mouth falls open for you. 

“No teeth. Don’t try to take it all at once.”

He nods up at you, and swirls his tongue around the tip of your cock. You shudder with how good it feels - it’s been longer than you thought, and it’s the first time he’s really touched you tonight.

“Good. Just like that.”

He looks gorgeous like this, pretty pink mouth wrapped around you and his blue eyes watering as he tries to take you deeper into his throat. He’s disheveled, his shirt half-untucked and his pants still undone and damp with cum.

It’s good - better than good even, he’s delectable - but you still need more. You place a hand on the back of his head, fingers tangling through his hair. You look down at him, a silent check-in, and he nods. 

You go as slow as you can, watching him breathe slowly though his nose. The wet heat of his mouth is almost enough to drive you crazy. 

“You sure you haven’t done this before?”

He pulls off and starts stroking you almost painfully slowly.

“Only for you.”

You throw your head back against the wall and groan as he licks up the underside of your cock.

“Didn’t think a little angel like you would be such a natural at this.”

He grins, something sharp and dangerous, and then he sinks down all the way to the base, his throat swallowing around you. 

It’s not long until you’re close, and you pull him off by his hair, starting to stroke yourself with the other. He pouts, trying to bat it away. 

“Fuck - no, gonna cum.”

“I know.”

He takes you back into his mouth, his eyes looking up at you adoringly and then fluttering shut as he swallows every last drop down.

“Holy shit. Come up here.”

You tug at his crucifix and drag him in for a kiss with one hand, doing up your pants with the other.

“Such a good fucking boy for me, huh?”

He nods, and you can taste yourself on his tongue. 

You let him go after a minute, and he leans back against the wall, panting. He does his pants back up, running a hand through his hair and trying to smooth out his shirt. He still looks debauched, but you have to admit he cleans up nice.

“You find what you were looking for tonight, Mr. Jonathan Crane?”

“Yes. I think I did.”

“Guess I should be letting you go now then.”

You move to leave the alley, but he catches your hand. 

“Well, I’m not quite sure I can head back to my dorm in this state. After all, they might suspect something.”

He looks nervous behind the seductiveness, and you remember for a second exactly how new all this is to him. 

“Of course. Can’t let you go back to St. Thomas like this, can I? Might just have to take you home with me.”

There’s a soft relief in his eyes, and he leans into you. Your arm wraps around his waist, protecting him from the chill of the night. His head drops onto your shoulder, tired, and it stays there until you see the bright white of the taxi headlights coming around the corner. 

sorry god. everyone else thanks for reading

[angrytaffy]

Kissing Prompts

NOT MINE

Types of Kisses:

Goodbye kisses: Lingering and hard for longer times apart. Ones that curve A’s body against B’s and cause hands to play against backs. Or short pecks, maybe not even completely on the mouth for short trips to the grocery store.

Hello kisses: After long periods apart, these can include A picking up B and spinning them around. Fingers pressing into cheeks, palms cupping necks, and breathless laughs when they finally come up for air.

Breathless kisses: A series of short pecks because they need the closeness but they also need air, so. Sometimes smiles come in between, or sometimes it’s just breath, gasping for the sole purpose of being able to kiss again.

Heated kisses: Breath huffing into mouths, angrily or passionately. Hands grabbing at clothing and pulling each other closer.

First kisses: Hesitant and nervous. Lips hover inches from each other for a few seconds before they just barely brush. It’s just a soft press, but it ignites their entire bodies. Pinkies link afterwards, still wanting to be close, and each looks down, smiling softly.

After sex kisses: Lazy, slow presses. Limbs pressed together, chests heaving. Soft murmurs about what to do for dinner later, fingers trailing down backs, tracing lazy patterns. B rolling onto their back and A trailing their lips down their neck, kissing their shoulder, their chest, anywhere they can think of, memorizing B.

Morning kisses: Barely awake kisses that usually end up on jaws or cheeks because A is too tired to land it properly. B makes a sleepy sound and rolls into A, nuzzling their face into their neck, ankles hooking together, while A drapes their arms around B and they fall back asleep for a while.

Post-break up kisses: Soft and slow. Hands on each other’s arms in a way that neither can tell if the other is pushing away or pulling closer. The kiss ends with their foreheads pressed together, neither wanting it to be true that this is happening.

Christmas kisses: More smile than actual kiss. A holds mistletoe above their heads while B rolls their eyes, but pulls A down by the collar of their ugly Christmas sweater for a heated kiss. A takes B by the waist and walks forward until they are around the corner, away from the prying eyes and hoots of the rest of their friends and family.

Comforting kisses: B walks into find A sitting on the bed, shoulders shaking, cheeks wet. A looks up, face looking stricken for a moment. B is shocked, and quietly says A’s name. At this, A breaks, face crumpling, and only barely has time to reach both hands out for B before B is there, kneeling at A’s feet. B takes A’s hands first, kissing their knuckles and palms. Then B reaches up to hold A’s face, pressing soft kisses around their cheeks, their lips, murmuring “it’s okay” and “you’re alright” and “I’m here” in between.

“I thought I lost you” kisses: The breath is knocked out of both of them with the force that they collide with. Hands grip the back of t-shirts and palms are pressed up and under shirts, holding them close, feeling the warmth of their skin. Palms are pressed to cheeks, thumbs swiping away tears until their mouths collide messily, the world seeming to disappear around them.

“We can’t do this” kisses: Fists clenched, hands shoved into pockets. Brows low or brought together, jaws clenched. A feeling like a magnetic pull between them. Their foreheads pressed together, their lips brush, just barely, until B pulls away with a shaking exhale, forehead dropping into A’s neck.

“Come to bed” kisses: A has their hands on B’s neck, murmuring the phrase softly. A’s hands slide down B’s arms to their hands, lacing their fingers together and slowly starting to pull B towards their bedroom. A continues to pepper B with kisses all the while, trailing them down their jaw and neck.

“You look beautiful” kisses: Just a soft press of lips to the temple, resting them there for a moment, then smiling down and telling them as much.

“I’ll be right back” kisses: A puts their hands on B’s shoulders from behind them, where they are sat on the couch. He leans down and around, while B turns his head a little, accepting the quick peck.

“I missed you” kisses: Long and relentless, holding their body close, arms wrapped completely around their waist. A burying their head in B’s neck and pressing kisses there too.

Angry kisses: Hard, gripping. Fists in clothes, shoving each other against walls. Fingers digging into hips. But the kisses always melt away from that. They turn into brushes of lips between shaking breaths, until they’re out of energy and are left just standing there, holding each other, fingers carding through hair.

Sad kisses: Almost not a kiss at all. Just holding onto each other tightly, A’s lips pressed to B’s temple, whispering soft words, desperately trying to provide whatever comfort they can.

In the dark kisses: The movie plays in the background, but A and B are hardly paying attention from the back row. They kiss soundlessly, long and soft, fingers locked. A’s arm is thrown behind B’s seat, wrist bent to curl their fingers into B’s hair.

Dying kisses: A holds B in their arms, panicked, crying. Murmurs of “no, no, no.” Salt on their lips from tears. Voice cracking. Holding on tightly to their shirt, their shoulder, their hand, roughly pulling them against their body, anything to try and keep them tethered to this earth. Kissing them as they die (“no. No, stay awake—“), Kissing them once more even with the life has left their body (No. God, come back. Please, come back. Please, look at me, I’m right here”).

Ways to Kiss:

breaking the kiss to say something, staying so close that you’re murmuring into each other’s mouths

moving around while kissing, stumbling over things, pushing each other back against the wall/onto the bed

kissing so desperately that their whole body curves into the other person’s

throwing their arms around the other person, holding them close while they kiss

hands on the other person’s back, fingertips pressing under their top, drawing gentle circles against that small strip of bare skin that make them break the kiss with a gasp

lazy morning kisses before they’ve even opened their eyes, still mumbling half-incoherently, not wanting to wake up

routine kisses where the other person presents their cheek/forehead for the hello/goodbye kiss without even looking up from what they’re doing

being unable to open their eyes for a few moments afterward 

one small kiss, pulling away for an instant, then devouring each other 

staring at the other’s lips, trying not to kiss them, before giving in

when one stops the kiss to whisper “I’m sorry, are you sure you-” and they answer by kissing them more

a hoarse whisper “kiss me”

following the kiss with a series of kisses down the neck

starting with a kiss meant to be gentle, ending up in passion

a gentle “i love you” whispered after a soft kiss, followed immediately by a stronger kiss

when one person’s face is scrunched up, and the other one kisses their lips/nose/forehead 

height difference kisses where one person has to bend down and the other is on their tippy toes 

kisses where one person is sitting in the other’s lap 

kisses meant to distract the other person from whatever they were intently doing 

top of head kisses 

Places Where People Kiss:

In the rain.

In a vehicle.

In the street.

On the sidewalk.

In the shower.

In the kitchen.

In the snow.

Under the stars.

In the moonlight.

By the river.

In the water.

In the bedroom.

In a bar.

At a party.

At the other’s place.

By a campfire.

Reasons to kiss:

Life or Death

Love

Celebration

Longing

Missing the other

Relief

Lust

Need

No reason at all

Admiration

Power

First Kiss

Confessing feelings

A bet

Sad or hurt feelings

First date

[angrytaffy]

falling in love prompts +

feel free to use :)

“i genuinely don’t know why my brain just goes blank when i look at you. i think i’m going a little crazy.”

the little laugh or smile a character a does in utter disbelief because character b is just so endearing and sigh

one character going “so this is really awkward cause i know i told you i wasn’t looking for love but then i kinda fell in love and i would love it if you’d take me”

“can i love you?”

“i just… adore you.”

character a noticing character b is sleepy while driving and being like “hey i can take over for you”

the classic “no i’m not in love with character a, yes thinking about hurting them makes me want to throw myself into ongoing traffic, no it doesn’t make sense to me either”

their love interest fell asleep and your main character has a blanket so they give it to them

confessions when one character thinks the other is sleeping

they kiss for the first time and one character just steps back and is like “um ok. yeah that’s not a normal kiss i def love u”

character not being able to even fathom or come close to understanding how someone can dislike such a beautiful ray of sunshine and oh yeah ok…. they’re def in love

characters who’ve been married for years falling in love all over again

exes to lovers

“i think i love you…?” “….. think?” “let’s just say a ninety-nine percent chance.” “i’ll take it.”

that moment where your character just… looks. just looks at their love interest for more than five seconds and doesn’t understand why or how this earth can exist and the sun and moon exist and the sky can be an eternal source of happiness and yet this person right here can bring so much more warmth and comfort to them with just a single glance

note confessions because yes written confessions in letters are superior

“i got you a gift. i hope you like it.” and character who receives the gift tries not to mention that any gift would mean more than the stars in the sky as long as it was from them

“do you… love me, by any chance?” “yeah, why?” “well, i’m sorry, i was just— WAIT WHAT—”

[angrytaffy]

going out on a date prompts

''i really like you.''

''do you want to go out with me?''

''i'd like to get to know you better.''

''dinner and a movie?''

''let's go on an adventure.''

''you and me. tomorrow, 7pm.''

''is this like, a date?''

''are you asking me out?''

''how about a trip out of town?''

''i had a really good time tonight.''

''we should do this again sometime.''

''i'll pay.''

''you brought me flowers?'' ''i figured it's a date. why not do it right?''

''let's split the bill.''

''would you like to come inside?''

''are you free tomorrow?''

''the night is already special.''

''your company is more than enough.''

''i'd love to go on a date with you.''

''i rarely kiss on the first date. but i'm willing to make an exception.''

''tomorrow sounds good.''

''thank you, for tonight.''

''i've never really... been on a date before.''

''are you nervous?''

''i'm a little nervous.''

''thanks for taking me home.''

[angrytaffy]

kisses...

during a thunderstorm

to celebrate an engagement

under the stars

to reveal a pregnancy

in bed

on the neck

to end a first date

before work

to end a relationship

as a distraction

to ring in the new year

in the shower

to keep your mind off of things

in which you have to keep quiet/try not to get caught

to reveal your feelings

in the rain

to say i love you

when you're dancing

to forget the previous night

across your whole body

to make someone jealous

a la lady and the tramp

[angrytaffy]

could you please do hurt/comfort prompts? crying and being comforted, getting injured and being comforted, etc.

of course! apologies for the wait, i did my best with these :]

Person A overworking themself, and Person B has to take care of them.

Person A has always been one to hide their emotions, so when Person B finds them crying, they know something is really wrong.

Person A is rather clumsy and ends up getting hurt. Person B teases them for it but still takes care of them.

Person A watches a movie that scares them more than they thought it would, so they have to share a bed with Person B for the night.

Person A crying in front of Person B for the first time.

Person A accidentally scolding Person B for putting themself in danger when in reality, they're in tears and terrified. Cue Person B crying along with them.

Person A being Person B's weighted blanket after a particularly hard day.

Person A and Person B taking care of each other after they both had hard days.

[angrytaffy]

Romance Masterpost

How to write it

How to write romance

Love Language - Showing, not telling love

Love Language - Showing you care

Honeymoon

Slow burn

Forbidden Romance (+ prompts)

Reasons for a break-up while still loving each other

How to write a wedding

How to create quick chemistry

How to write a love-hate relationship

How to write enemies to lovers (+ prompts)

How to write lovers to enemies to lovers

Arranged matrimony for royalty (+ prompts)

Date gone wrong

Academic rivals to lovers

Romantic Fall Date Ideas

How to write a polyamorous relationship

Milestones in a relationship

How to write age difference

Fluffy Kiss Scene

Reasons a couple would divorce on good terms

Reasons for having a crush on someone

Ways a wedding could go wrong

Prompt Lists

Romance Prompt Lists (Masterpost)

Bad romances/unrequited/break-up (Masterpost)

Flirting + Teasing Prompts (Masterpost)

Kisses Masterpost (Prompts, First Kiss, Accidental Kiss, …)

Two smart and also stupid people in love

Push and pull romantic prompts

Lovers to enemies

Love to hate relationship

Smut Prompts (Masterpost)

One-Liners Dialogue - Romantic, Smutty + Physical

Things said during sex prompts

Jealousy Prompts

OTP Christmas Prompts

Fluffy Winter Holiday Prompts

Romance Sentence Starters

Romantic Question Prompts

Domestic Fluff Prompts

Fluff Prompts

Fluff Bingo

Fluffy Sentence Starters

Sleepy Starters

Fluffy Dialogue Prompts

Super soft intimacy

make ‘em swoon

Cute Interactions

Romantic, non-sexual intimacy prompts

Fake Dating Prompts (Masterpost)

OT3 Prompts (Masterpost)

Meet Cutes/Meet Uglies

Royal Love (Masterpost)

Hurt/Comfort Dialogue Prompts

Hurt/Comfort Prompts

Caring for their partner prompts

Roommates to Lovers (Masterpost)

Professor/TA Romance

Friends with benefits to lovers Prompts

Romance Dialogue Prompts – Uncomfortable with affection

Matchmaking Prompts

Valentine’s Day Prompts

Hand-holding

Kisses

Hugs

Touching

Physical Reactions

Casual Affections

Intimate Moments

Bed Sharing Scenarios

Seeking out physical affection

Love Confessions (Masterpost)

Lovers being caught Prompts

Love Triangle Ideas

Soulmates AU (Masterpost)

WLW Plot Ideas

Second chance trope

Cooking/Baking Dialogue Prompts

Quiet movie night Prompts

Grumpy + Sunshine Dialogue

Grumpy Affectionate Dialogue

Exes to lovers Prompts (Masterpost)

Reluctant allies to friends to lovers dynamic

Best friends to lovers Prompts

Childhood friends to lovers Prompts

Workplace Romance (Masterpost)

Secret relationship dialogue

Date Prompts (Masterpost)

Parallel Universe Romance Prompts

Lover being hurt Prompts

Relationship Milestones (Masterpost: moving in, getting married, honeymoon)

Relationship Problems

Relationship Changes

Ship Dynamics

OTP Prompt Challenge

Enemies to Lovers Masterpost

‘Imagine your OTP’ Prompts

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5 Very Short Manga That Will Fuck You Up for Very Long

Manga is a medium of opposites where black and white is colourful, and less is more. The shortest manga tend to stick with me the longest, their lack of specific details and explanations make the FEELING left behind that much stronger. I rarely have much to say about this kind of manga. If it’s only 5 or so chapters just read it for God’s sake, and get that FEELING. Reading a synopsis for a short manga basically gives half of it away, so instead I’m gonna go through each of these and try to convey what specific FEELING they make you FEEL.

#5: The Gods Lie

5 Chapters / 1 Volume  MangaDex MyAnimeList 

When I was eleven I skipped school in the middle of the winter and went to the store instead. I bought a sleeve of oreos and sat on a park bench, just eating them there alone. No reason for it that I can remember. That’s the feeling that “The Gods Lie” will leave you with. Oh yeah, if you were hoping these feelings were gonna be like “catharsis” or “bittersweet melancholy” I’m sorry to disappoint. When I said specific feelings I meant specific.

#4: Downfall

8 Chapters / 1 Volume MangaDex MyAnimeList

Think of your wildest dream. The thing that will most likely never come true, but if it did you would be the happiest person in the world. Thought of it? Okay now imagine that it sucks and is terrible… stupid even. Downfall or “Reiraku” is actually just Asano Inio’s life after finishing Oyasumi Punpun. It’s about how much he hates being a Mangaka, and I relate to it heavily because I really hate writing this blog. Downfall is like the feeling of when you get something you really wanted but then turns out you’re still you, the same prisoner in the same old flesh. Eventually you will find a new goal to delude yourself with but that transition SUCKS boy.

#3: My Broken Mariko

4 Chapters / 1 Volume MangaDex MyAnimeList

It is rare to find a true example of sigma male literature, it is even more rare to find sigma female literature. While I’m not gay and/or a woman, “My Broken Mariko” really left an impression on me; I imagine it’s an even stronger impression for a sigma female reader. Some people say this manga romantisicizes suicide, but it didn’t make me want to kill myself at all. This manga will make you want to go out on your balcony on a cold night and smoke a whole pack of cigarettes in one go, not in a gross old man way, but like a cool doomer girlboss way.

#2: The Man Without Talent

6 Chapters / 1 Volume MangaDex MyAnimeList

If only I could find rocks like these… Yeah. What feeling is this? I don’t actually know. Dude I don’t think I want to know. What the hell. It’s like when you drop a glass in the kitchen and just watch it shatter to pieces as it hits the floor. Then just staring at it for a while before taking a deep breath and lethargically cleaning it up. Why didn’t you catch it? Why didn’t you at least try to catch it? Man if only I could find rocks like these…

#1: I Sold My Life For Ten Thousand Yen Per Year

18 Chapters / 3 Volumes MangaDex MyAnimeList

If you ever feel like maybe you’re enjoying life a little too much, you can always turn to “I Sold My Life For Ten Thousand Yen Per Year” aka “Three Days of Happiness” aka “Stare at the Ceiling and Wonder Where It All Went Wrong Tutorial”. I can guarantee after reading this nothing will be funny for like 3 days at least. Peak fiction.

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