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d-daliaa · 3 years

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kinktober // october 2nd // kageyama tobio

hatefucking

pairing: kageyama tobio x afab!reader

genre: smut

word count: i did not count let’s say 2k+

cw + tags: enemies to not lovers, a lot of swearing, degradation, impact play (slaps / both receiving), anal fingering (fem!receiving), brief gagging

kinktober masterlist // hq masterlist

‘fucking kiss already’ ‘the sexual tension makes me wanna gag’ ‘he has a thing for you, you know’

were all things you heard constantly about you and number 1 of your college’s volleyball team. it didn’t exactly help that he was the captain, and you were the team’s manager, meaning you were somehow always stuck together.

you weren’t sure anymore why you claimed to hate him so much, why he pulled on your hair every time he walked by you, why you stole his change of clothes just to spite him after he lost a match. but it was fun, and that was all that mattered.

okay, and maybe he’s a bit good on the eyes, so seeing him come up to your dorm in just his towel is a bonus.

this day was like every other after a friendly match. you congratulated the team, made the plans for the victory party and left them to take a much needed shower.

kageyama always took longer than everyone else in the shower, making it so easy for you to run in, take his bag of new clothes and run back out, towards your single dorm.

and just like every other match day, there was a loud, somehow sounding annoyed, knock on the door.

“come in.” you yelled out, pushing the black and gray bag under your bed, laying on it and grabbing your phone.

“clothes.”

“yeah, there is a lack of them.” you looked him up and down with a shit-eating grin. the white towel hung low on his hips, showing off pale skin, a prominent v-line and a happy trail of trimmed black hair starting from his belly button and disappearing under the towel.

“you’re acting like a child.”

“i’m not the one who stole your clothes this time.”

“my bag is under your bed.”

“no it’s not. see?” you slid it back out and placed it on the mattress, opening it to reveal his clothes, “those are mine.”

“really?”

“really.”

“put them on then.” he leaned against your desk, hands folded against his bare chest.

“you’re annoying.” you rolled your eyes and pushed the bag towards him with your foot.

“and you’re immature.”

“i hate you.” you groaned, falling back on the bed and huffing loudly.

“fuck you.”

“i’d like to see you try.” you teased, cackling obnoxiously when you spotted the bright blush creeping up his chest, neck and cheeks. you hopped off the bed and stepped in front of him, looking up with a raised eyebrow. “you do show up at my door naked a lot for someone that hates me.”

“you don’t really leave any other choice, ___.”

“you could get dressed in your dorm and then get your stuff. do you want me to see you naked this badly?” you pressed your palm against his stomach, sliding dangerously low, low, lower...

“obviously you want to see me like this,” he swiftly grabbed your wrist, tugging on it softly and pulling you one step closer, “otherwise you wouldn’t do this every other day.”

“oh, fuck you!” you exclaimed, feeling heat rush up to your cheeks.

“fuck you!” he responded, before both of you engaged in a ridiculous, heated staring contest.

“you’re infuriating! i wish i could just,”

“just what?”

“nevermind.” he mumbled, looking off to the side as he picked up his bag of clothes.

“and you’re a stuck up little-” you didn’t have the time to finish that, because your cheeks were smushed again two large hands, and your mouth was against another mouth, one that loved to talk shit about you.

“what was that for?” you exclaimed, out of breath after the sudden gesture.

“so you would shut the fuck up.” he panted against your ear, kissing down the side of your neck, giving you less and less time to think because all you could even begin to think of at that moment, was the dangerously close tent in his towel.

“is that a gun in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”

“see, that’s what i’m talking about. annoying bitch.” tobio grabbed a fistful of your hair and slammed his mouth against yours once more. he tasted like his favorite energy drink when his tongue slipped past your lips, exploring your own taste of toothpaste, bubblegum and something else he couldn’t place.

“fu-fuck, you’re-”

“stop talking and lay down so i can ride you.” you cut him off with a playful tap against his cheek, perhaps one a bit too strong to be just a tap.

you did pay attention to his reactions, however. he had grunted when you had pulled his hair as he kissed you, and his cock visibly twitched under the cotton fabric at the small slap.

“you sure you can handle me?”

“don’t be too cocky, mister captain,” you pushed him down the dorm’s bed, watching the towel around him come undone and his cock spring against his abdomen.

you were always sure he was big; you didn’t, however, expect this much girth and length and a pretty bright red tip that leaked for you as he rested a hand between your thighs.

“off.” he tugged on your sweatpants, and you obliged, stepping off the gray fabric in seconds. tobio pulled you into his lap, kissing you again. you moved your hips against his erection, both of you gasping into the kiss as he bit and pulled slightly on your bottom lip.

“pretty hot for an annoying bitch, huh?”

“shut up.” he grunted, bringing a hand between the two of you, feeling up the wet spot on your underwear that he had been the cause of.

“make me.”

and so he did.

he quickly pulled your underwear to the side, not wishing to waste any precious seconds of what would probably be a one-time thing.

“you gonna ride me or what?” tobio proceeded to fold his arms and place them under his head, looking up at you with a smug grin.

“stop being such a fucking,”

“such a fucking what?”

“asshole.” you spat out, pressing the tip of his cock against your slit as you looked down at him angrily.

“fuck you.” a sharp slap was delivered to your cheek, making you turn slightly to the side, your hand coming up to touch the stinging mark as you sunk down on his cock.

“aw, are we getting heated?” you teased when he furrowed his eyebrows and arched his back off the bed, breathy moans filling your dorm room when he bottomed out.

“not really, you’re not doing that good of a work.”

“really? that’s why you’re twitching inside me? pathetic.”

“that’s just because -ah, ah fuck- you’re clenching like it’s your first time, asshole.” he retorted to your insults, now desperately grabbing harshly onto the fat of your hips to slam you further down his cock.

“what’s up, lover boy? about -nghh- to cum already?”

“can you even make me cum?” he scoffed, but the sweat on his chest, the blush on his cheeks and his panting breaths gave him away. not that you were better anyway, clenching as hard as possible while you stayed right on the edge of your orgasm, building it up so much that it felt like it would be ripped out of you with force.

“how about you shut up for once?” you smirked and leaned down to kiss him roughly, before exchanging your tongue for your index and middle finger against his tongue. with excitement, you watched him wrap his pink lips around your fingers and suck on them with his tongue.

“look at you, you’re good for something, tob-fuck!” you arched your back and leaned down to collapse against his chest when his ring finger started prodding on your puckered back hole. the slick he was collecting from where the two of you met with his fast thrusts was enough lube for his finger to slip in the tight hole.

“ka-kageyama! f-fuck, you’re going too fast, i’m gonna fucking-”

“yeah, yeah?” he tilted your head to the side to have better access to your neck and bit down your pulse point, making your walls flutter around him hard. “you’re gonna cum for me?”

“i’m not-not doing it for you! fuck, fuck, fuck, i’m coming! i hate-”

“i hate you!” he drowned out your words with his before kissing you softly, soft enough that it seemed out of place, as he pumped his finger inside you quickly to coax you through an orgasm.

“too sensi-sensitive.” you breathed out, legs shaking as tobio pulled you off him and let you fall next to him. “wait, you didn’t...”

“don’t try to play nice now.” he tilted his head to your side and bit your shoulder before getting up. “next time you want to be annoying, try not to cum so fast.”

“fuck you, kageyama.”

“i mean, you tried.”

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d-daliaa · 3 years

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Thinking about hate sex with Kageyama 😌

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d-daliaa · 3 years

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kiyoko likes it when you pamper her with kisses while teasing her cute little cunny with a shiny new vibrator you purchased as a gift. her hips would unintentionally roll against the toy while your skilled fingers tugged at and tweaked her swollen pink nipples. your eyes would lock, her breath fastening as your digits curled and scissored inside her gummy walls and all you could was watch in amazement at how your pretty girl fell apart in front of your very eyes, “you’re such a good girl for me, kiyo.”

kinda sorta inspired by a girl i like cause i wanna fuc—

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d-daliaa · 3 years

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eren x fem!reader

!!!: katoptronophilia , mentions of insecurity of the body , oral (f. receiving) , praising

word count: 0.5k

a/n: idk i just wanted so chubby girl rep. because i don’t see many with chubby girl fics when chubby girls are just so 🙏🙏. neway day 1 with eren and katoptronophilia!! also i’m sorry this is a day late-. do not share on tiktok.

• eren was just so fucking tired of hearing your nonsense and hatred towards your own body, when clearly you are an angel sent from above. so deciding enough is enough. he decides, why not take things into his own hands and show you how truly your body is?

“nghh—s-shit—look at you, fuckin gorgeous.” eren groaned in a hushed tone into your ears, hammering inside of you from behind, balls smacking perfectly against your ass.

he keeps your body close to his—back against his nicely toned chest—holding you tightly at the waist with his right arm while his left arm keeps hold of your jaw making you stare at the sinful act in front of you. eren watched your every move imitating a hawk: watching the way your tits bounced nicely with every thrust that came, watching the way you babbled nonsense from the feeling of his girth stretching your cock-hungry walls, watching the way your body crumbled under his simple touch. all from a simple reflection in the mirror.

and he loved it—every second of it. to him, it was like watching porn, only he was fucking his favorite pornstar. and oh boy, he was a fool seeing you a mess in his arms. he couldn’t get enough of it.

your eyes were closed shut rolling back, not being able to process anything. everything just felt too good to be true.

“mmm—c’mon gorgeous, look at the show going on. look at how sexy and gorgeous you look.” eren continued to tell you.

you finally open your eyes, looking into the mirror staring at the reflections staring back at you. your hair was messy sprawled all over your face while your tongue hung out of your mouth practically drooling like a dog.

his thick cock dragged against your walls as you let out small gasps and moans. progressively getting louder and louder every time. you could not get enough of him. his cock continued to mercilessly hammer in and out of your cunt as he let out breathy whimpers, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

your labia just looked so perfect cradelling eren’s cock delicately kissing it. it perfectly enters in and out with a squelch following with every pound. your cute pussy being abused as his pelvis came in contact from each stroke.

you look at the green eyed boy mesmerized. he was everything you wanted and more. you’ll never get him and his breathtaking looks: his long brown hair, his sharp jawline, and of course his eyes. you started at the mirror looking at his jade eyes already piercing right back at yours. such shameless lustful eyes.

“fuck, you’re such a pretty girl, huh? look at you look at your gorgeous body, all mine huh?” his praises sent you spiraling into a haven of comfort. hearing words like that coming from a man who had looks that had been sent from above—good lord. and all you could respond with were moans being hypnotized with his cock.

his hands roamed around the area of your body. he loved feeling you. the plush of your soft skin. the love handles that laid perfectly at your hips. your stomach that you had.

you were always insecure about your body not feeling too confident. but to him, they were everything he adored. so finally when he had enough of your nonsense he decided, why not fuck you in the mirror to see how gorgeous you are? and lord was he right.

“s-shitt—ahh—i’m not going to stop until you realize how gorgeous” he took a pause slowly kissing your lips silencing the moans then trailing down to your neck, “and stunning you truly are—nghh.”

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d-daliaa · 3 years

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𖧷 hq + when you don't say "i love you" back

with: s. kiyoomi, y. hitoka, o. tooru, s. rintarou

tw: none!!

ollie's notes: im still not confident in my sakusa characterization!! pls give me feedback :/ bow bow bow

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d-daliaa · 3 years

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boten!haitani brothers 🙏😫

࣪.⋆ Haitani's property » 𝘏𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘙𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶 ˳⁺

SUMMARY: Rindou doesn't like to have you on his lap when he's working, but decides to do it anyway because you're a brat who needs constant attention; just behave yourself and don't try to move around too much.

WORD COUNT: 2.7k

WARNINGS/INCLUDES: cock warming, mean bonten!Rindou, slight degradation, spanks, sir kink, dumbification, getting caught, (1) pussy slap, objectification, praising, breeding kink, possessiveness, mentions of tears. Briefly: daddy kink, reader x Ran Haitani.

special mentions: @kuraries @jthebeauty @shdwgarden @bajikou

"She's sleeping?" There is a silence after the question that is filled by the sound of Rindou writing on one of the papers. "Doesn't it bother you that she's on top of you while you're working?"

Mikey insists again and you don't have to look at him or even raise your head to know he has one of his eyebrows raised. You're not sleeping and you know your lover isn't tired of having you on his lap either. Your arms around his neck like a baby bear and your legs dangling around his.

"I won't finish quickly if you keep coming every five minutes," Rindou replies after ignoring him for a couple of minutes, his voice laden with exasperation and a hint of laziness. That kind of paperwork is supposed to be Ran's to take care of, but the other twin is busy with slightly more... physical problems this time.

Mikey snorts through his nose and you listen as he stretches his body until he manages to rattle a couple of bones.

"Hurry up," the boy speaks again. "I'll be back in an hour," concludes, shuffling toward the exit.

Hearing the door close again, Rin's deep voice shakes you and brings you out of your ravings. Your insides flutter hugging his cock tighter. "You know you're not allowed to do that." It's a reminder of a rule you already know well.

Though you don't know if he's referring to the kisses you were peppering on his neck or the blatant way you were grinding your hips seconds before Manjiro interrupted you.

The tone of voice Rin uses with you comes covered in the stress the gang is putting on him lately, he always ends up taking it out on you; you don't complain though. They're supposed to be punishments, yet in the end you end up enjoying it almost as much as he does.

"Sorry."

You know you're not allowed to bother Rindou when he's up to his neck in work, that includes begging for his attention, touching him or asking him to touch you. Sometimes he's nice though, like now and lets you sit on his hard cock while he finishes reading and signing the dozens of illegal papers that adorn Ran's desk, though you can't touch him, move or much less kiss him: you just have to sit there with him until he's done.

You should be grateful that he lets you sit on his lap and fill that greedy pussy, is what he always tells you, yet somehow you always end up kissing his throat, biting his ear and gasping that you need more against that vein that marks itself when he's annoyed with you. The more you listen to the tick tock of the clock on the wall, the more you despair of being open on top of him without being able to do anything fun—

"S-sorry," —you repeat once more as if he didn't hear you the first time— "I can't help it."

"I know you're not sorry," the boy takes a deep breath and his open palms go through the hem of the short skirt. Feeling the heat of his body burn against you, you tremble imitating a leaf in autumn.

Your perfect manicure ascends to the back of his neck and as your fingertips massage the short hair, you take care to leave quick peaks on his shoulder line. "I need to cum. I really do. I promise I'll let you work in peace," you murmur between kisses, feigning the most innocent snort you can.

"Yeah? Promise?" —you nod desperately and that makes him smile, "That aching cunt needs to cum? My pretty little girl really needs it, doesn't she?"

You manage to shake your head again in approval, your nails scratching the back of his neck subtly sending a wave of excitement running down his back. Your whole body tingles thanks to the anticipation, your legs close around him and you manage to get Rindou to squeeze your ass between his big hands.

"I don't believe you at all, I know that no matter how many times I make you cum you're always going to come crawling back for more, my little slut, you always need more." The purple haired one pulls his hands away from your body and you rush to look him in the eyes, a layer of confusion appears in your gaze along with an obvious pout. "Stand up. Against the desk."

You know the younger of the twins doesn't like to be kept waiting; so despite your legs trembling like those of a helpless deer you brace yourself on the floor on the tips of your toes making the cock head touch even deeper inside you. Rindou knows you're struggling and that's what makes it even more fun, his arms are crossed behind the seat and his spread legs give him that aura of nonchalance to the situation, he glances you up and down as if he's signing the same boring papers as a moment ago and not making a mess of you.

You reach for support on his shoulders and in the process wrinkle his shirt a little, you know he won't be happy about that, however, you can only deal with one problem at a time so that takes a back seat as you feel the head brush against your cervix.

After what feels like an eternity you manage to stand up. Your wet streams run down part of your thighs and the stains on the boy's pants are evident, on your journey of admiring his thighs that completely fill the pants and messy shirt you meet those eyes again: with half lids he examines your figure and for an instant both collapse increasing the tension in the air.

Haitani speaks again and reminds you that he is waiting for you. You give him a last glance and turn on your heels until you reach the edge of the table. Your cheek rests on it, between the sheets of paper and your eyes look up at him through tears, your eyelashes flutter a couple of times, begging for his touch resembling a needy puppy.

Rin leaves the chair finally —you think— and walks to position himself behind you, your hips sway back and forth silently asking him for what you need so badly.

"Hm, look at that. You're so fucking wet. I guess we can't let this go to waste or can we?"

From you there is nothing but choked sobs and the boy doesn't seem to be happy about it. His palms slap against your ass and the burning makes you move through the sheets, crushing a couple in the process.

"I asked you something, angel face. Answer me."

You slurp through your nose before speaking, trying your best not to spill the heavy salty drops.

"N-no, Rin, it would be a shame to waste how wet I am." The room fills with your whimpers and skin against skin thanks to Rindou abusing your cheeks again.

"Wrong answer. What should you call me when we're at work," he questions you.

"I'm so sorry, Haitani— sir," you purr and your lover seems satisfied with your response. Your eyes roll as you feel another spanking, your skin beginning to burn from the force of his slaps.

"That's better. I'll forgive you this time because I know you're not thinking enough, I know my dick makes you silly, princess. All you can think about is how full you feel when I divide those cute pussy lips of yours, right?," he purrs, providing caresses to the sensitive skin, his palms coming and going accompanied by a couple of wet kisses that manage to soothe the burning just a little.

At that moment, you hear the door open and you try to stand up to cover your nakedness but Rin prevents you, five fingers press your head against the surface and the left one pushes your back down. You gasp again. Whoever it is you're sure they already took a good show of your dripping swollen labia so pretty soon you stop struggling and go with the flow, embarrassment squeezing your chest.

"Oh my. Are you having fun without me?" as cloudy as your thoughts are, you would never mistake that giggle for someone else's.

"Want to join in?"

Heels tell you that the other twin has approached and is right behind you watching you warily, as if he hasn't seen you in that same position dozens of times before.

"Unfortunately I can't. Mikey is impatient and I have to escort him somewhere... but what a nice view you have there," he whispers before you feel hands divide your ass cheeks. Your pussy lips slowly divide and a warm breath on your aching bud makes you clench hard.

Ran is panting like a dog for a bone in the middle of your exposed hole.

"Isn't that the prettiest cunt you've ever seen, brother?"

"Indeed it is." Three fingers hit your clit just for fun and your knees buckle from overstimulation, your body trying to escape both of them but you have nowhere to run. "Look how wet it is," the older one comments with obviousness.

A pair of thumbs massages your outer lips up and down, spreading your arousal between his fingertips.

"Tell Ran who that pussy belongs to."

You moisten your mouth before speaking, trying to buy time to organize your thoughts.

"It belongs to you..., Rin, Ran. It belongs to the Haitani brothers."

Ran chuckle, pleased to hear you. "God, I'll never get tired of hearing that, she's so obedient for us."

Someone clicks his tongue behind you and your body twitches under their gaze. You despair that you can't see them, that you don't know how they're looking at you.

"I'm thinking of punishing her because she's been a very bad girl. Do you think I should give her what she wants? Only good girls get rewards after all."

You try to get up again but they both have more strength than you so before you can even think about leaving the table your body is pressed back against the papers.

"Please, please, Ran...," you beg for mercy. But you don't know which of them could be more cruel to you.

"What did you do to Rin, baby? He sounds really mad at you."

"I-I—"

"That's right, use your words on me. I know you can do it."

The affectionate names make your stomach tingle, the trade off between the bluntness and the indulgent one-on-one pleasantries makes you feel too weak.

"I clenched when I heard Mikey come in but I!—"

Ran hums, clearly disappointed. "Why did you do that, doll?"

"I'm so sorry, daddy, I— I was so aroused at the thought of Mikey being able to see my ass from where I was, to see a little bit of how Rindou had me full of his dick. It won't happen again— I promise!"

If it wasn't for the sound of the clock the office would have been completely silent, you think they are deciding between glances what they should do with you as your juices run freely down your slit and are about to hit the floor.

"Do you want to fuck Mikey?" The older one speaks up finally.

"No!" You reply quickly. Even though... you've fantasized maybe a little, you wouldn't tell them that.

"Tell Rin one more time who you belong to."

"I belong to you both, you own me," you admit for the second time between sobs. You're sure by then your tears have stained a sheet or two.

Another spanking makes you groan in surprise. The culprit's hand burns like a flame.

"That's what I like to hear, good girl. I guess we should tattoo it on your skin so you won't forget," Rindou makes your back bristle with his suggestion.

Ran clicks his tongue and stands up again. "I think that's enough, why don't you give her the orgasm she deserves? I think she learned her lesson." The big brother takes the trouble to slide two thick fingers along your slit, collecting your sweet nectar and entertaining himself for a while on your bud. "What do you say, princess?"

"Thank you, daddy. Thank you, sir."

"What a good girl," he purrs, walking away from you, but not before popping the soggy digits into his mouth. "Don't have so much fun without me."

The older twin's shoes echo between the four walls tracing his exit to the door. You both wait patiently until the wood creaks as it opens and closes. Rindou's warm touch against your back makes you sigh in relief.

"Squeeze your legs for me, baby. Yeah— just like that."

You do as he asks like an obedient lamb. His strokes descend from your back to your hips and his grip squeezes firmly. With the left holding his length tightly, he plays with your clit for a couple of seconds, rubbing the bulging pearl back and forth, delighting in the sounds you exhale for him.

Soon, the head is soaked and moves toward your entrance. Gently it slides in little by little but your insides betray you and suck him deeper. You are so needy that soon Rindou is completely inside you and you feel so full you think you can't breathe. In this new position you feel him even deeper inside than when you were sitting on his lap.

The speed of his pelvis pounding from behind increases with each thrust. Each time he thrusts in and out your vision goes white, and your chest moves back and forth crumpling the papers beneath you. Once you both come to your senses your lover won't be so happy with the mess you've made and you don't have time to think about what Mikey will say to you both because Rin is so close, too close—

The man leans over you and his breath brushes your right ear, his panting increases your spasms and his heated figure pressing against you overwhelms you to the point where you can't feel, smell or see anything but Rindou Haitani. His girth expands your cunt just enough and precisely touches that spot that makes you curl your fingers, the sound of your arousal splashing with each pounding prevents you from formulating any rational thoughts anymore.

"Fuck, fuck— I'm gonna cum inside ya.., I'm gonna fill that sweet cunt with my seed. 'gonna breed you, pretty girl, shit— I'm gonna mark you as mine. My fucking property."

He growls between the line of your neck, his breath mingling with the water droplets wetting your throat and a wet kiss he provides is what brings you over the edge. In the midst of reaching your peak you're not sure when Rindou cum inside you, you only become aware of the viscous liquid as you feel it slipping out of you and painting your folds white.

Haitani pulls away from your body just long enough to revel in the mess he's made in your core.

"Look at that," she gasps between words before slapping your sore ass again. "I could never get tired of this sight."

Rin takes it upon himself to fix your tiny skirt and with his help lifts you off the desk. You are a mess. Your lips are swollen and a trickle of drool runs down the corners of your mouth, your tears have taken it upon themselves to stain your face from the cheap mask and your eyes can barely focus on the man in front of you. The image makes the semi-erect cock twitch again.

"Keep in there so you have something to entertain yourself with, something to keep you nice and warm, yeah?" A pair of expert fingers take care of returning his load inside you, pumping in and out, very slowly... and you gasp again at the sensation.

"Get some sleep, I know you're tired. I'll be done in a couple of hours and I expect to find that pussy messy and soaking just as I left it, if I find you have cleaned or touched yourself without my permission— I promise I won't be so good that time."

Tag list ! @suyasgf @diamond-3

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