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driftwoodwolf · 3 days
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mailed flower 🌼
find me on twitter @/driftwoodwoof
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hunnieknight · 19 hours
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Nesting(Art)
Did you know that mama rabbit pluck her fur off for her nest?
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desm-doodle · 3 days
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father…😳
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starless-nightz · 3 days
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My lovely darling
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pairing -> Arlecchino X wife! reader
warnings -> none.
content includes -> fluff, soft Arle, children calling reader mother.
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Arlecchino doesnt have weaknesses, or at least she thinks so, when in reality her biggest weakness are her wife and the children of the House of Hearth
She loves you dearly, she would do absolutely anything for you, you know she loves you even tho she doesnt show it
Arlecchino isnt very affectionate in public, but if someone makes her jealous she would hold your waist and pull you closer without saying anything
She loves seeing you flustered, you are just so cute in her eyes
Arlecchino always makes sure to bring you and the children gifts after she come back from a mission in another nation
She practically has hearts for eyes whenever she sees you playing, cooking, singing, dancing, drawing or cuddling with the children
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hulahoopsoupgroup · 2 days
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based on arlecchinos voiceline about her not being able to understand the hearth kids' slang, here are some scenarios me and my friend came up with:
hearth kids: "skibidi rizz, why are you watching cocomelon, thats not ratioed. you need to start mewing"
arle, sitting in the corner: "what the fuck are you saying"
lyney, trying to explain what camp means
arle: *head in hands, about to go up in flames because she feels old*
"why are you coming out of the closet? we're in a hallway, there is no closet?"
"What do you mean you think it's time to come out? We're already outside?"
"who did you slay? do i need to bury a body for you?"
arle, to lyney: "wait i thought you were going to be the next king of the hearth. why is everyone calling you a queen?"
"Lynnette why did you write 'slay pussy boss' on the report about Furina I had you make?"
Arle: you can't do that anymore freminet. That's against the rules
Freminet: okay miss girl
Arle: ???? I am a woman???
lyney: "youre gaslighting and gatekeeping, but youre not girlbossing"
arle: "i actually did gaslight last night. i burned that one rich guys house down. i thought i told you about that?"
"What do you mean you've been afflicted with 'brain rot' are you okay?!?!"
"drag queen? to where? are they angry at miss furina again?"
arle, to lyney: "why are they calling me and columbina fruity? my cologne smells nothing like fruit"
lyney: "father, why do you have that look on your face?"
arle: "WHY IS EVERYONE CALLING ME AN EGG"
arle: "top energy? bottom energy? if you want to succeed in the house of the hearth, then you must have top energy at all times and never fall behind"
lyney: "no thats- thats not what they meant"
"lynette, why are the kids calling neuvillette babygirl?"
"serving cunt? please dont do that, thats unsanitary"
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luvkuvi · 3 days
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34 – invisible string !
What's so good about him ?!
Scaramouche x reader smau series
synopsis — Your ex boyfriend kuni is in a band called 5wirl and they're pretty well known considering him and his bandmates are still in college but you still hated his guts on how he ended things with you back then in highschool the day before graduation. So whats the best course of action in this situation? make a hate account of him of course. 
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In the dimly lit bar, the air hung heavy with the mingling scents of alcohol and cigarette smoke. The low murmur of conversations ebbed and flowed like a distant tide, punctuated by the clinking of glasses and the occasional burst of laughter. 
Amidst the crowd, a lone figure slumped on a barstool, his shoulders hunched and his gaze vacant. Scaramouche, drinking away his problems with his tousled hair and bloodshot eyes, nursed his whiskey with a grim determination. Each sip burned like fire as it traveled down his throat, yet he welcomed the sensation, craving its numbing embrace. 
"Stupid stupid stupid..." He slammed his shot glass, scaramouche was never a heavy drinker even though he was surprised at how much alcohol he had consumed. He began to replay memories in his mind mostly memories with y/n, he didn't know if it was the alcohol making him think these but he felt himself losing it in this self-pity party he made for himself 
As the night wore on, Scara's movements became increasingly unsteady, his speech slurred and disjointed. He waved off concerned looks from the bartender and fellow patrons with his signature scowl, insisting that he was fine, that he could handle his liquor. But the truth was evident in the glassy emptiness of his eyes, betraying a soul drowning in sorrow and regret. 
With each drink, Scaramouche sought solace in the swirling depths of alcohol, hoping to drown out the memories that haunted him, if only for a fleeting moment. "This isn't working" he muttered to himself standing up to use the bathroom before driving around to clear his thoughts, he wasn't sure himself. 
As Scaramouche made his way through the crowded bar, his mind consumed by the urgent need to find the bathroom and leave, he suddenly collided with someone, nearly spilling the drink the other person had in the process. Looking up, he froze in disbelief as he found himself face to face with the reason why he was there in the first place 
Y/N's eyes widened in surprise before a cold mask of indifference settled over their features. "Scaramouche," they said, their voice tinged with a hint of annoyance. 
"Y/n..," he replied, his voice catching in his throat. Memories of their tumultuous relationship flooded his mind, and he struggled to find the right words to say. 
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Notes: what ef i leave w this cliffhanger(this is the first time they've met in 3 ish years)
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lyss-sketchbox · 1 day
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My favourite trope ever is a character's magic/power being affected by their emotions
Dude would have cryo crackling right beneath his skin whenever he's genuinely pissed and he huffs out cold snowy clouds change my mind
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4dango-the2nd · 12 hours
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Gilded Sea's Dream [Ep 18/?]
< [Ep1] [Ep17]
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The use of kohl is just my worldbuilding headcanon! Tho it's canon that Jeht mentioned lapis lazuli eyeshadow as sunscreen.
I'm not sure if irl people actually use it when traveling tthrough the desert? 🤔 (I've never been to any actual desert and god I hope I never have to)
also Kaveh is the bennett of sumeru 😭
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nagarnia · 2 days
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It only started as a doodle...🐉
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chatoyie · 3 days
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currently working on the next part cuz twitter approved the idea
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phantomfallacy · 3 days
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All the below interactions are shamelessly accurate interpretations of the canon text, trust:
Neuvillette: I am impartial. I am professional. I am cool as a cucumber—oooh buy ten boxes get half off, I know exactly the person who can handle this much leaf juice and it’s not anyone in Fontaine except for him, even if other ppl do in fact, drink tea, none will inhale it as much as him
Wriothesley: *kirby imitation, INHALES, burps* Thanks Monsieur, I accept it on behalf of my entire prison bc I know you couldn’t have gotten it all just for me
Navia, on a therapy couch: She was my childhood friend and she killed my dad in an honor duel, and sure he asked for it but she could’ve just like, said no? Anyways my dad’s death was orchestrated so I can direct my anger elsewhere now, and we’re working on making amends over tea and scones. Oh. And she has a new lipstick. Did you know she has a new lipstick?
Sigewinne, with a clipboard and cat smug smile: Did she now?
Arlecchino: The world is ending and you’re eating CAKE?
Furina, sobbing: THIS IS HOW I SAVE THE WORLD LEAVE ME ALONE
Post flood Arle, in the tune of “Do you wanna build a snowman” as she knocks on the door: Do you want to have some cake?
Furina, hugging her 10000 bags of macaroni: THE WORLD IS ALREADY SAVED LEAVE ME ALONE
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allfearstofallto · 2 days
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A Boon from the Tsaritsa
Arlecchino x Fem! Reader
A/N: Reader is a simp
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She's beautiful from all angles. That's the only thought that's running through your mind as you kneel before her. Her haunting beauty is a sight to behold, her face like that of an angel. Or maybe, a demon, with the way she tempts you. Even the look of disinterest, of lack of care for you, sends a chill of adoration up your spine. All it took was one glance at her in passing and you were absolutely smitten.
“I was told you requested me personally?” She spoke, her voice echoing off the wall and sending a familiar tingle to your groin. Her words, spoken coldly like ice, made your heart beat even faster in your chest.
“Yes, Sir! I did,” you stuttered back enthusiastically. Her dark eyes were on you and you could feel them practically melting through your skin. And the feeling was euphoric. Her painful gaze was like heaven to you and you wished to bask in it, if only her impatience with you wasn't so palpable, “I did well on the previous mission, sir, as I'm sure you've heard. I'm actually the sole survivor of it. I was told by the Tsaritsa herself that I could have any gift I desire for my job well done.”
Arlecchino cocked an eyebrow, crossing one of her gorgeous legs over the other. The way her thighs squished against the heavy fabric of her pants had you nearly drooling, your eyes tracing up and down her long legs to where the heel of her shoe where she tapped her foot against the marble floor, “I'm assuming you have something you want from my orphanage then, seeing as you asked for me. I do not give my children up, if that's what you're asking for, so I suggest calling on someone else for your ‘reward,”
“I want nothing of the sort,”
“Is that so?” She hummed.
“What I want is something only you can give me,”
“And that is?”
Your eyes fell upon her lips. Plump and wet with gloss. The natural pink shade making them stand out against her pale skin. They were pressed together in a frown, but even that displeasing expression excited you, “I want a kiss. From you.”
She was dumbfounded for a moment, you could see the slightest change in her expression, then she went back to her neutral expression, trying to pretend that what you’d asked for wasn't phasing her. She waved her hands, shooing the other Fatui guards out of the room and they left with little sound, their feet sounding like little patters of rain against the floor.
“A boon from the Tsaritsa is not an easy thing to acquire. People typically ask for things like land or status,”
“I'm aware,”
“Yet, you're giving it all up for a peck on the lips?”
When she said it like that, you did feel a little stupid. But you were steadfast in your ways and insistent on what you wanted. Her lips plagued your dreams day and night. And passing her on your way to assignments made you mentally curse whatever fate kept her from being your superior. Although, you doubted you'd get any work done if you had the opportunity to ogle at her as much as you pleased.
“I do not feel as if I'm wasting my boon, I've wanted this for a very long time,” affirmation coated your words, showing that you meant every bit of them. 
Maybe she could feel that. Feel your honesty in the way you spoke. In the way you look up at her with admiration. Most would be upset that they were made to kneel, yet, you dropped to the floor before her without any hesitation the second the order left her mouth. 
You watched her feet as she stepped towards you, her heels clicking against the floor. She cupped your face, just beneath the chin. You'd never touched her before, how could you? But the feeling of her gloved hands against your skin, of her sharp nails practically testing your flesh, it was euphoric. 
Bending over at the waist, she pressed her lips against yours. You would've melted into a puddle right there, had it not been for her firm grip on your cheeks. She tasted sweeter than you expected, but her lips were as soft as you'd dreamt of. Her smell up close was intoxicating, and even though you would've been more than satisfied with just her lips, you felt her tongue forcing its way into your mouth.
The way she kissed was dominating. It was suffocating. It was heavenly. You let her do whatever she desired, practically sitting there like a ragdoll for her to toy with. You wanted to remember every bit of her taste, the feeling of her lips. Her touch. You savored it, whining in sorrow when she pulled away, her lips wet with your saliva.
“Do well again,” Arlecchino spoke in a hushed whisper right against the shell of your ear, “So you can get another.”
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rninies · 1 day
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✮ silly love
౨ৎ scaramouche x reader. fluff, gn!reader, scara's a tease here lol, modern!au — wc: 647
notes. scara fic for my bday :3
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“so, what's going on between you and scaramouche recently? you guys seem to have gotten close all of a sudden.” one of your friends suddenly asks and you choked on the french fry you were eating, quickly drinking some water.
“what?”
“you heard me.” your friend gives you a knowing smile. “what’s going on between you and scaramouche? last i heard, he hates talking with people and now he’s all sweet and cute with you.”
your face turns red. “i-i don’t know what you’re talking about. besides, he’s opening up to more people! it’s not just me he’s talking with.”
your friend hums. “mm, then why is he walking this way with a scowl on his face?”
“what-?” you turned your head and they were right. scaramouche is indeed walking here with a scowl on his face. “scara? what’s wrong-”
“i thought you promised we were going to eat lunch together.” scaramouche cuts you off swiftly, sitting down next to you and placing his tray on the table. your friends could only watch in amusement as you tried to find an excuse to calm scaramouche down.
“w-well, i couldn’t find you when class ended! i didn’t want to sit alone like a loser waiting for you to come.” you said with a nervous laugh at the end. “besides, aren’t you bored eating with me every single day?”
“who said i would get bored of you?” scaramouche replies, grabbing a french fry and eats it. he looks at you with a confused look on his face. “why would i get bored of you?”
“you’re saying that as if you have a crush on me.” you let out a laugh, doubling over, smacking your hand on the table as if you said the funniest thing in the world. when you don’t hear a snarky remark from scaramouche, you stop laughing. your friends whispered to each other and quietly left the table, leaving you and scaramouche alone. “you-”
“i’m going to need you to stop for one second because i just find it so incredibly rude that you think i’m not head over heels in love with your stupid, oblivious ass.” scaramouche glares at you, obviously upset. “are you a brick? because you’re dense as fuck.”
your mouth hangs open, still clearly shocked from the sudden confession. “you- what?! when did you start having a crush on me?”
“do i have to explain in detail why i’m in love with you?” he asks, pushing his tray forward. he places his elbow on the table, his hand supporting his head. “well? are you just going to continue to gape at me or are you going to say anything else?” you instantly snap back into reality, clearing your throat.
“ahem,” you fiddled with your thumbs, nervous. “i thought you were the type to not fall in love with anyone.” you avoided eye contact, looking at everything except scaramouche.
scaramouche raises his eyebrows, obviously amused by your nervousness. “what, am i not allowed to have feelings? am i just a puppet to you?”
“okay who said-” you lift your head only to bump your nose against scaramouche’s. you stopped what you were saying, eyes meeting his. scaramouche’s lips slowly turns into a smile and he eventually lets out a laugh, quickly snapping you back to reality. “stop distracting me!”
“what do you mean?” scaramouche asks in a teasing tone. “i have no idea what you’re talking about. me? distracting you? doesn't sound like me at all!”
“haha fuck you.” you glared at scaramouche, picking up your tray, preparing to leave. “i’m leaving. have fun eating alone.”
“wha-” scaramouche quickly gets up, following you. “hey you haven’t replied whether you like me back or not!”
you turned back, giving him a cheeky smile. “you think?” you winked and turned your back to him, not giving scaramouche a chance to reply.
he scoffs. “this brat.”
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dark-night-hero · 2 days
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"I can't do it." There was nothing but silence after that, he was even avoiding looking at you as you stare at him with a glare. "Why?" "You know why I can't." He reply with a sigh, eyes never once looking away from the paperworks right in front of him. "But you can." You rebuttal, rolling your eyes with a pout. "Please... husband?" and not gonna lie, he almost gave in.
"I can but I won't." He sigh once again, this time perfectly stacking his papers to the side. And then he looks at you, you who was sprawled on the wooden floor in his room as he finished his leftover task for the day. He huff to cover up the fact that he almost laugh at such a scene. You were on your thin layer of kimono. "My dearest... get up, why are you on the floor?" He chuckle.
You did not move, you just continue to lay there comfortably on the floor. It is much cooler this way. "Dearest..." There he was right above you, looking at you with a silly smile on his lips. But then upon recalling how he turn down your request, you roll on your side with a pout. This time you heard him laugh. "Come on now, my dear. Are you sulking?" You did not move and even close your eyes.
And then you felt a presence behind you causing you to turn around. There was your lover on the floor just like you, turn to his side, facing you. "What are you doing? Get up! You'll hurt your back!" "That's what I'm saying, my dearest. So how about we lay down on a much comfort spot?" "Now thank you, it's much cooler this way." You spoke, once again turning your back at him with you gasp as he warp an arm around you and then pulling you close to him. "Don't be mad, you know I cannot use the Kamisato art for it to cause a rain just because it's scorching hot." "..."
With a chuckle, you felt him nuzzled close to you and as much as you found your lover annoying right now. You felt very comfortable and cool right beside him. His touch and presence feels like water that has a cooling effect. Seeing how comfortable you are in his arms without a word, a smile makes it way on his lips. "Actually, I reserved a cold spring just for the two of us-" "Why didn't you say earlier?! Let's go!" In a blink of an eye, you were already standing up leaving him on the floor all alone. "What waiting for? Let's go!" You smile sheepishly before pulling him up.
"You're lucky I love you." Kamisato Ayato said with a contented sigh. "I know." You giggle, leading the way. "I love you too."
[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2024°
: Just me and my scorching summer fanfic core.
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wh1msic4alwasab1 · 18 hours
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𝐓𝐨𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 ₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊
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synopsis: your boyfriend takes you out on a date while he sees how well you like the new toy he made for you
tags: overstimulation, semi-public, vulgar, explicit, thigh riding, penetration
wrd cnt: 1.0k
a/n : rewrite/repost from first acc!
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Imagine tartaglia being your own personal toy maker. ;)
He'd love to test all his inventions on you, mostly in you.
One night you'd be taking a stroll with him through the harbor to find a place to eat, as night was falling fast. Before you enter the building, he's got you against a wall in an alleyway and his hand down your skirt, pushing your panties aside and inserting a controlled vibrator into you after you finally agree to his schemes. “Make sure this doesn’t fall out yeah” He said with a grin and quick kiss to the cheek.
You two made a bet before this, if you caved and demanded for him to take you home then you'd be filling in for his errands for 2 weeks.
A few minutes go by, and you're paranoid. Why hasn't he done anything yet? He's usually so eager? A few more minutes go by and it's time to order food, as you begin your order you feel a small vibration in between your legs, here we go.
It was bearable, and you didn't have any trouble ordering anything. You simply look at him and offer a smile.
"Anything wrong princess? You look a little stiff."
“Nope. I feel wonderf-“ As you reply to him you cut yourself off, you could feel a sudden increase in intensity.
Your entire chair was beginning to vibrate and your clit was throbbing at this point. You squeezed your legs so hard and your hands began to fist up, you look at his smug face in a pleased manner and he completely turns it off. Exhaling deeply as laughs.
"You're shaking sweetheart, do you need anything? Should I call the waiter?”
He knows exactly what he's doing, and you hate that it's turning you on so much.
Quickly after your food arrives, you enjoy your meal together without any fuss.
After the bill is paid you walk throughout the shops, heading up to the golden house as Tartaglia had unofficial business to conduct. At the shops, you spy some handmade glass artworks, and spent time looking at them. After deciding to purchase one and going up to the salesman's, you could feel small tingles.
Immediately after, it's all the way up again. One of your knees buck and you drop the money. You squat down to pick it up and the toy is pressing up against all your most sensitive areas, your knees shaking now. You pay for your product and your breathing intensely. You can't handle it anymore.
"Okay you win let's go.", you say, pulling him off to the patio of a nearby tea shop, clutching your bag.
He smirks, "what was that?"
"Tartaglia- take. me. home."
"Home? That's pretty far from here", he sits down on one of the chairs on the patio as the toy is still buzzing inside you.
"Turn it off then you've already won-!”
"Aw baby but it's so fun to see you squirm like this, how about I just give you what you want?"
Your eyes light up slightly, you can't let him see how happy you are or it'll just go to his head.
You nod, thinking he's agreeing to taking the two of you home but he's not moving?
"You don't want it now?"
Here? Now? You could hardly believe him. But the thought of it didn't turn you off, it did quite the opposite.
The toy in your pussy was driving your thoughts and before you could think you were sat on his lap, with your tongues twined. You could feel his hands gripping your thighs as he grinded you into his cock, you could feel how hard it was even through his clothes.
"If you really want it you'll have to show me."
You couldn't take it anymore.
You slipped off your panties and rubbed yourself on his thigh, rutting against him, your pussy was so wet he could feel it soaking his clothes. His hands reached towards your chest and pulled down your shirt, your breasts spring out as he plays with your nipples, watching your tits bounce as you ride his thigh.
"You really want me to fuck your guts huh baby?"
You nod and his hand finally slips down towards your sex, he licks his fingers and rubs your sore clit, you've already came a few times from the toy still left inside your hole.
He pulls you off his thigh and sets you on his lap, unbuckling his belt and you watch his cock grow even more. He slides his tip up and down your slit, pressing his head against your clit.
Finally, the toy is out of you, and not seconds later replaced by his huge cock.
He's bouncing you up on his member, suckling on your chest, watching you rub your clit.
"You look so sexy like this baby, I hope someone sees how perfect you look while I stuff you full."
You almost forgot you were in public, but it just made you more wet thinking about the risk.
Anyone could see you riding Tartaglia, but all you cared about was his cum filling you up.
You find him twitching his legs, furrowing his eyebrows as you suck his cock in, tightening around him as you get closer.
Not after long, he's rutting into you as you bounce and cursing so loud people might just hear. Your moans escape you as you try to hold back, but you end up just releasing on his dick, leaving a white rim at the base of his cock.
Seeing you fucked out and breathless sends him over the edge, he fucks his cum into your hole and you fall into his shoulder, as he breathes even faster.
Time to run errands for 2 weeks!
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sceezar · 2 days
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silly
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