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[iovetecchou]

Pairings... Sigma x Reader

Contains..! soft!smut, established relationship, making out, dry humping, premature ejaculation, praise, use of 'good boy'

A/N; this week's episode had me thinkin... the header image is the whole premise of this blurb (:

GN Reader.

775 words.

“I don’t know why you insist on twirling me around like this, l-love…”

Sigma's face was painted a deep shade of crimson as you spun him around your shared apartment.

One of your hands intertwined with Sigma’s, and your free one came up to his waist. Lovingly holding him close, chests flush to one another as you hummed to the tune emitting from the radio.

“Because it’s fun! Plus, your expression is to die for. Why are you so flustered baby, hm? It’s just us!”

You chuckled, finishing your sentence by dipping your boyfriend. Your grip around Sigma’s waist tightened as you supported him. Your leg came between his own as you found your footing.

“See? Fun!”

You leaned in closer, coming face to face with your lover. The top of your thigh pushing further between Sigma’s parted legs.

“W-Wait, stop— ah!”

Sigma whined, immediately scoring his lip with his teeth; to avoid any more obscene noises from slipping out.

You examined his expression closely, worried that you might have hurt him. But the feeling of his semi-hard cock straining against your thigh put those worries to bed.

“Sigma— are you…?”

Your boyfriend quickly shot upright. Averting his gaze from your own as he struggled to find the words to explain himself.

“I-I oh god, my love… I’m so sorry. Please, excuse me— w-wait! I… hah…”

Your grip on Sigma’s waist tightened as you pushed impossibly closer to him. You added more pressure between your boyfriend’s thighs. Smiling to yourself as his hips bucked, chasing for more friction.

“Why are you apologizing baby, hm? You know I don’t mind helping you. Especially at times like this.”

You whispered, lips ghosting along his. Sigma refused to look you in the eye. Still, far too embarrassed from getting hard while doing something so trivial— so innocent; with you.

“Look at me, baby. It’s okay, I promise. There’s no reason to be shy.”

You cooed. Untangling your hand with Sigma's, opting to soothe his flushed face instead. But still, no luck. Sigma sealed his eyes shut, inhaling sharply through his nose as your leg languidly moved between his. Stimulating his clothed cock faultlessly.

“Hmm… this won’t do.”

You thought aloud, grasping his chin between your thumb and forefinger before pulling him in for a kiss. Sigma gasped from the sudden embrace, eyes darting open for a brief moment before fluttering shut once more; losing himself as you deepened your shared kiss.

His hips were twitching so much as he tried his hardest not to hump against your thigh. But his resolve was melting away with each passing second. Your tongue gliding along his had Sigma’s eyes rolling back behind his closed lids.

Your hand around his waist trailed lower, grasping his hip. Guiding him in his movements and giving him the confidence he needed to let go.

Sigma pulled away from your lips with a strangled whine. His muted eyes finally met your gaze.

“There we go… good boy.”

You praised, hastily sneaking your other hand between your bodies. Your fingers worked on the button of his pants, never once ceasing your movements between his thighs.

Sigma was entranced by you. His gunmetal gaze followed your every movement. Breathy whimpers fell from his lips as he humped against your thigh with more vigor. You managed to tug his zipper down right before Sigma cried out,

“W-Wait! Stop, I’m—!”

Before your boyfriend could finish his sentence, his whole body shuddered. You watched as his eyes rolled back into his skull. A mantra of your name spilled from his lips. Your eyes widened as you noticed Sigma still against you, a wet spot now forming at the front of his trousers.

“Oh baby… I didn’t realize you were that—“

Sigma buried his face into the crook of your neck. His hands came up to wrap around your waist, hugging you tightly in an attempt to hide against you. Hoping the ground would open up at this moment and swallow him whole.

“Not… not another word, p-please.”

Sigma whispered into your skin, nearly inaudible if not for your proximity. You couldn’t help but smile, finding your boyfriend immensely endearing at this moment.

You held him tightly against you. Carding your fingers through his two-toned locks; in an attempt to soothe his nerves. This went on for a few moments before you sunk to your knees in front of him.

Sigma watched your every move with a puzzled look. He only caught on to your intentions when you began tugging his pants down along with his underwear.

“W-What are you—“

“What does it look like? I’m going to clean you up, baby. So, just relax. I’ll take it from here.”

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[memories-of-ancients]

Silver ring, Anglo-Saxon England, circa 775-850 AD

from The Victoria & Albert Museum

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[roomsofangel]

IN THE ABSENCE OF EVERYTHING, I PROMISE TO KEEP YOU WARM . . jeong yunho

synopsis ateez are on a much needed break after their recent comeback — traveling overseas for a short-term vacation, yunho desires nothing more than just to ease himself and let go of worries.

but with a run in with someone he deems an angel in human skin, yunho learns she doesn’t know who he is and pretends to be someone else.

filled with secrets and a burning romance, yunho learns that no matter what you do or how hard you try, life just isn’t fair.

and he only had himself to blame.

wc 775

chapter warnings none that i can think of!

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yunho swore if someone asked him, he could describe the day you two encountered again down to every little detail there was, something that deeply burned into his memory and left a permanent scar. this was something perfectly handcrafted and molded into your shape. a personal shrine for you in his mind.

but time was never on yunho’s side, his slender fingers messing with the year old receipts he was dreading to throw away, the list of charges lining up before he shoved them back into the shoebox, a huff of air leaving his lungs as he closed his eyes, your silhouette on display. he swears he can reach you if he just shuts them tighter. with a sigh, he grabbed the shoebox cover and closed the lid, heart faltering for a second each time he read the handwriting

yunho and y/n’s memories

i’ll love you forever, yuyu! - yn

but time was never on yunho’s side, and he only had himself to blame for always being five seconds too late.

yunho remembers the first time he asked you out, the same day you two reconnected and you swore he was following you for a moment and he had let out a belly laugh — but now when he recalls the memory, it tastes bittersweet and he wants to purge it out like bad liquor. his regrets stain it all, knowing that was the day he chose not to tell you the truth.

“i’m just coming to pick up something from a friend,” he had voiced and you scoffed at first, not believing him until his manager had came with a few documents shoved into an envelope, resting in a tote bag that yunho accepted happily, “see? my good friend,” he teased

and technically he wasn’t lying about the friend, his manager was a decent guy who he got along with, maybe he wouldn’t go out for drinks and sunday brunch with the guy but he liked to think that they were decent enough — professionalism was a line he didn’t cross however, his manager was his manager.

but that day, he wasn’t.

that day, yunho was someone else. someone that he wished he could be again, and he knew that was selfish.

it wasn’t fair on you that you fell in love with someone you were now convinced you didn’t know at at all

but yunho doesn’t blame you, he never really knew himself either.

“do you wanna go to this cat cafe?” yunho asked you, the first place he ever took you to and you were hesitant at first — an intrigued expression, but tone laced with venom when you had eventually spoke

you hummed, not bothering to lift your head to meet his gaze or act as if you were genuinely acknowledging him, hell, you could have convinced yunho you didn’t even hear a thing he said, but you stopped flipping through the magazine you were assessing before your answer followed, “a cat cafe?” you parroted back to him, finally meeting his gaze with brows lifting in question, “why would i go with you?”

yunho shrugged, “so i can apologize better,” he responded to your glare with a smile, showing a bit of teeth and he felt accomplished watching the red run across your cheeks more and more, you rolled your eyes but yunho saw the smile you were fighting back

“just do it here.” you motioned to the building the two of you were in and he shook his head

“no, i wanna be surrounded by cute cats and hot chocolate,” wiggling his eyebrows to tease you, he let out another laugh when you playfully shoved his shoulder, your expression not matching but with the way your eyes glistened when they met his, even you couldn’t stop the small smile from forming

your eyes flickered to the clock then back towards the taller male in front of you who fixed the strap of the bag on his shoulder, “do you mind waiting a bit? my shift ends in ten minutes, i just have to sort out these,” your hand lifted the magazine you were going through earlier to shimmy it a little, and yunho smiled wide

“i don’t mind!” he beamed, walking towards one of the sofas that were in the lobby the two of you resided in, plopping himself down and getting comfortable, “i’ll be here.”

if only the two of you had known what was going to be awaiting you, because maybe it would have hurt less — but time was never on yunho’s side

no matter how desperately he wanted it to be now that you were gone.

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[treasure-of-the-ancients]

Silver ring, Anglo-Saxon England, circa 775-850 AD

from The Victoria & Albert Museum

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[mimisempai]

A chore worthy of a demon

Summary

After a dinner at Nina and Maggie's, Aziraphale gives Maggie a hand with the dishes. When she leaves the kitchen, Crowley takes her place, and while he gives his angel a helping hand, perhaps there's another chore that would be more worthy of him?

Notes

Nothing but a crazy little story 

On Ao3

Rating G -  775 words

"Go help your 'angel' instead of bothering poor Muriel."

"Hey, they started it!"

"Are you a child or what?"

Aziraphale couldn't help but chuckle as he heard the bickering coming from Nina and Maggie's living room. 

The two women had just moved in together and had invited Aziraphale, Crowley and Muriel over for a celebratory dinner. 

"I think I'll go separate them before they get into a fight."

Maggie giggled as she set the dishtowel on the counter and walked out of the kitchen.

Aziraphale stared into space as he quietly washed the dishes and sighed with contentment. There was something delicious about a simple life like this. An evening with friends, where he and Crowley could just be themselves, like any normal couple.

Lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice that the person occupying his thoughts had just entered the kitchen. So when Crowley playfully breathed on his neck, Aziraphale was so startled that he jumped, sending the plate he was holding flying into the air and the angel slipping on the puddle created by the chain of events.

Fortunately, Crowley had good reflexes, caught the plate, and wrapped his left arm around Aziraphale's waist, preventing him from falling.

The surprise over, Crowley's face was so close to Aziraphale's that they could feel each other's breath.

The demon was about to lean in for a kiss, but Aziraphale gently pushed him away and said in a suave voice, a slight smirk on his lips, "Get thee behind me, foul fiend. And most of all, let me finish the dishes."

Still smiling, he turned back to the sink and added, "But if you're nice and help me dry the dishes, maybe..."

Crowley pouted, sighed, but took the dishcloth anyway and wiped the dishes as Aziraphale placed them on the rack. 

The silence that followed was suddenly broken when Aziraphale began to grumble.

Crowley approached and, leaning over the sink, asked, "What's the matter, angel?"

Aziraphale pulled a particularly dirty dish out of the water and said in an annoyed tone, "Even with the scrubbing, I can't get this stain out."

Crowley replied, a challenging smile on his lips, "You could miracle it away."

Aziraphale rolled his eyes and the demon continued, whispering in the angel's ear, "Unless you'd rather have your amazing, smart and handsome partner help you?"

Aziraphale gave a quick splash of water to douse Crowley before leaning against the demon and saying, "You are mostly brazen and not at all modest, my dear."

Crowley gave him a proud smile and replied with a wink: "But you love me anyway." 

The angel chuckled softly, "Even if I wanted to, I couldn't deny it." Aziraphale grabbed Crowley's dishcloth and watched as he blew on the stain on the dish, making it disappear in the same way he'd made the paint stain on his coat disappear a few years ago. There was something fascinating about watching Crowley work miracles; he had an innate grace that made it impossible for Aziraphale to look away. 

Hell had never been able to tarnish his beautiful magic.

Crowley then turned to him, arms outstretched, a toothy smile on his lips, "Tadaaa!"

Shaking his head and grinning at his demon's antics, Aziraphale placed the dishcloth and the now clean plate on the counter and turned to the demon, who still had that cheeky grin on his lips. Crowley asked him mischievously, "Is that all, angel? Or are there any more insurmountable tasks for you?"

Aziraphale crossed his arms and pretended to think before replying, "Actually, there is something you could do for me, my dear. But I don't know if it's worthy of such an amazing, smart and handsome demon."

"Oh?" Crowley raised an eyebrow and smiled in a way that suggested he fully understood what Aziraphale was getting at.

He approached him and moved forward until he was at the kitchen counter. Placing his hands on the counter on either side of Aziraphale, he leaned over him and whispered, "So? What is this task, which may not be worthy of a demon such as myself? "

Aziraphale smiled softly, threw his arms around Crowley's neck and, bringing his face close to the demon's, replied softly, "Kiss me?"

Crowley wrapped his arms around the angel and murmured against his lips, "It's not a duty, Angel, it's a gift, a gift more than worthy of a demon such as myself. This demon will absolutely enjoy kissing his angel."

He closed the distance between their faces and pressed his lips to Aziraphale's in a tender kiss, putting all his heart into convincing the angel he loved that this wasn't a chore at all.

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Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story  🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

Ineffable Growing Love series : (After season 2) 

Part 1 Story 1-99

Part 2 Story 100-?

Ineffable Husbands masterlist : here (Before season 2)

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[chrisevansonly]

Lavender Moonlight

Pairing: Harry Styles x Female Reader

Summary: Soft moonlight, fresh lavender scented blankets right from the dryer and your favourite person in the world, there is nowhere else you'd rather be

Warnings: non, just fluffy goodness, tbh this is straight up a comfort fic tbh

A/N: my first full harry fic, tbh I had fun writing this, I haven't written for him before at least in a while, and I decided why not start now even if this is horrible, yes I hate my own writing lmao

Word Count: 775

There was nothing better than the slight smell of lavender that spilled through the stitching of your comforter, you knew those dryer sheets would come in handy when you bought them. The moon had started to cast a gentle light through your curtains which filled the room with a sense of added comfort, the only thing missing was your boyfriend. Harry had another week and a few days off before he’d be heading back to California to play a few more shows. You felt like you’d just gotten him back after tour, but you loved watching him perform, supporting him was something you would always do no matter what. The shows you got to attend were just an added bonus. 

You heard the door shut downstairs followed by the click of the lock, seemingly back from his mission to get snacks for your movie night. It was Harry’s turn to pick, and you weren’t sure what he had in mind tonight

“Baby? Did you fall asleep again?”

You let out a laugh remembering the one and only time you accidentally fell asleep while he was downstairs searching for popcorn 

“That was one time and one time only mister!”

Harry appeared at the door to your shared room a smile on his face as he laughed quietly 

“Doesn’t mean it wouldn’t happen again darling’

“Well, here I am very much awake and ready for snacks”

You watched as he changed into a pair of sweatpants and tossed his hoodie in the laundry hamper, throwing the tote bag filled with different candy, chocolate, and anything else you could imagine, right beside your head 

“Hey now don’t concuss your loving girlfriend!”

Harry walked over leaning down and pressing his lips to yours, his hands holding your face 

“Hmm suppose that wouldn’t be very good, would it?”

Shaking your head no you couldn’t help but admire him, taking a moment to memorize his face and all his features knowing you’d be going without it for a little while again. He got into bed beside you and moved the bag of snacks so he could tuck you into his side, he smelt slightly of his aftershave which when mixed with the subtle lavender from your blankets, was enough to have you falling asleep 

“H?”

He hummed hearing your sleepy voice cut through his scrolling on Netflix 

“I love you”

He moved a little beside you before placing a kiss on your forehead 

“I love you more dove”

“I’m going to miss you when you leave”

Opening your eyes again you looked up at him, a smile on his face as he stared at you with this sense of adoration, you’d never experienced with anyone before you’d met Harry. There was this sense of comfort the two of you provided each other, sometimes without even knowing it, you two fit like puzzle pieces, that’s what his mom would always say to you. You spent a lot of time with Anne, even more when Harry was gone, whether it was visits to local markets, days spent baking together, even just spending time drinking tea or wine and chatting about everything and anything happening in your lives

“Hey…where’d you go baby...?”

“Just thinking about how lucky I am to have you and your family in my life, classic late night sappy stuff”

Harry chuckled

“I love your late-night sappy stuff, and I know we’re just as lucky to have you in our lives too”

You’d noticed he’d selected Little Women to watch, and you just shook your head knowing it was your favourite movie, deep down Harry loved making you happy, and it totally wasn’t because the movie itself had started to grow on him 

“You know it’s supposed to be your pick tonight my love”

“Yeah, but you love this movie, and I love you so we’re watching it”

He hummed appreciatively when you leaned up to kiss him, pouring every ounce of love into the kiss, when you pulled back you ran your fingers through his curls softly 

“Who’s being sappy now…?”

He laughed and the room soon sounded with yours as well, and in this moment, there was absolutely nowhere you’d rather be, something about being cuddled up under layers of warmth with the man you wanted to spend the rest of your life with gave a whole new meaning to the term love of your life. Because here, in this moment, and in this time, you wished to experience life with Harry in every single lifetime and every single decade, you were his just as he was yours, and there was nothing either of you would change about that. 

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[coolbeans32]

Echoes of Destiny: The Serpent and the Phoenix

PAIRING: Tom Riddle x F!Reader (OC)

SYNOPSIS: After deciphering Dumbledore's inscription, Harry, Hermione, and Ron work together to revive Genevieve. Despite the complexity of the rune magic, they chant with determination until Genevieve awakens, disoriented and without memory. They introduce themselves, and Genevieve expresses gratitude for their help. Despite the challenges ahead, they are determined to uncover Genevieve's identity and protect her from harm.

WARNINGS: Not any trigger warnings are seen except of the following: use of ritual magic for revival, that can be unsettling. Otherwise, nothing else to note, but if you find anything unsettling or triggering, please let me know :)

WORD COUNT: 775

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Chapter Six

Revival

As Hermione finished reading the inscription left by Dumbledore, the trio exchanged hesitant glances. Reviving Genevieve was no simple task; it involved complex rune magic and precise wand movements. However, they were determined to see it through, no matter the challenges. With steely resolve, Harry, Ron, and Hermione positioned themselves around Genevieve's preserved body, wands at the ready. The incantation echoed softly in the dimly lit room as they chanted the ancient words, their voices intertwining with magic.

Hermione starts to chant the incantation "Exaudire mea verba, ut reviviscere.”

Ron proceeds to follow along Hermione,  "Exaudire mea verba, ut reviviscere.”

Harry continues the chant, “Sublimare spiritum, redeuntem ad vitam.”

Hermione concentrated intensely, "Keep the focus! We have to get this right!"

Harry, gritting his teeth, "I'm trying, Hermione! This rune magic is harder than it looks!" They kept reciting all the necessary parts until they reached the final part of the chant. This last part had to be recited together, “Per coniunctio elementorum, per potentiam runarum, resurgat Genevieve ex somno aeternum. Reviviscere!"As the trio completes the incantation, a faint glow surrounds Genevieve's body. The air crackled with energy as intricate runes appeared, glowing with ethereal light around Genevieve's form. The room seemed to pulsate with power, and for a moment, time itself held its breath. Suddenly, Genevieve's body stirred, her chest rising and falling as if she were taking her first breath. The glow of the runes intensified, enveloping her in a shimmering aura. Then, with a gasp, Genevieve's eyes fluttered open, and she sat up, disoriented and confused. She blinked several times, taking in her surroundings with wide eyes.

"Where… where am I?" she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged relieved smiles, their hearts pounding with anticipation. This was it—the moment they had been waiting for.

Hermione stepped forward, her voice gentle yet filled with urgency. "Genevieve, it's okay. You're safe now."

Genevieve's gaze flickered to each of them in turn, her expression a mixture of fear and curiosity. "What do you mean safe?" she echoed, her brow furrowing in confusion. "I'm sorry, but… who are you?" Harry's heart sank at her words, for some reason he didn’t understand, he pushed aside these feelings, focusing on the task at hand. "That's okay," he reassured her, his voice steady. "You’re safe. There’s a lot we have to catch you up on. I’m Harry Potter.”

“Potter, are you related to Fleamont Potter by any chance?” Genevieve asked curiously. 

Harry, caught off guard, “Uhm…yeah…I think I am.” Genevieve inspected him, as she noticed his hesitation from either keeping himself guarded or from a lack of knowledge of his family ancestry, she could not tell at the moment.

Ron was next to introduce himself. "Well, I’m Ron, Ron Weasley.” Genevieve could immediately tell he was a Weasley, he had very similar characteristics as Billius Weasley, a Gryffindor student in her year. She moved to look at Hermione, wondering who she was. Hermione seemed to pick up on this note. 

“I am Hermione Jean Granger, pleased to meet you.”’Genevieve studied them for a moment longer, uncertainty clouding her features. But then, slowly, she offered them a tentative smile. "Pleasure to meet you all as well. I can’t recall much but whatever happened, thank you" she whispered, her voice tinged with gratitude.

And with those words, the trio knew that their journey was far from over. They had brought Genevieve back from the brink of death, but now they faced a new challenge—to help her reclaim her past and uncover the truth hidden within her memories. With determination burning in their hearts, they stood ready to face whatever lay ahead, united in their quest for answers.

Harry spoke first, “As much as we wouldn’t mind staying here, we should take you to our place to let you freshen up, get some food, and then we can catch you up. If you wouldn’t mind?”

Genevieve smiled, “Sure, where are we headed if you don’t mind me asking?”

Harry, tentatively said, “Across the street…Grimmauld Place to be exact.”

Gen looked at him curiously, “You don’t happen to mean the Black Estate would you? The same one, Walburga resides at?”

The trio look at each other, a bit concerned. They didn’t want anyone knowing of her identity, especially the portrait of Walburga Black. It would cause chaos. Ron spoke up, “Well, this is a real pickle for us ain’t it?” Hermione, out of habit, whacked his head.

Genevieve smiled, reminded of her relationship between the two, she turned to Harry. “I’m guessing that’s a yes then.”

Harry looked at her and smiled, “Yeah, it is.”

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[f1-birb]

Honestly feel like I need to take a break from F1 altogether as a Lando/McLaren fan because that's how bad the hate has gotten. Like you can't even look at the comments/replies under his 100th race posts without "heHEHE no win" (which is funny because like look at all of the coincidences that had to happen for George, the only 2019 rookie to have a win, to get his first. And I say that as someone who likes George but without the Max and Lewis contact, odds are he would not have a win right now either). I don't know. F1 used to be something fun as an escape from the stresses of work and life but the fan spaces have become so toxic its frankly more stressful to engage with than just going to work would be. Which is a shame but given how they market themselves now, that's clearly what F1 wants F1 to be now too so it is what it is, I suppose.

I actually totally get that. I'd say maybe just take a break from the social media side, unfollow or block so you have to do specific searches if you want to see stuff, avoid comment sections on literally anything, curate your online space to cater to just you for a while, or equally if you need to fully step away do that too

sports are meant to make you suffer (mostly affectionate) not the online spaces around them

I will say that the thing that does genuinely make me laugh about the "haha 100 races and no wins" is like, it's not even a good diss? how many drivers even hit 100 races? especially over the last few years where we've seen teams be ruthless when it comes to driver performances, let alone hit 100 at only 23

this has gotten very long so adding a read more - more on the Lando hate under the cut if you want to

since F1 started, as of Qatar there's been 775 drivers and only 113 winners. 662 drivers have never won a race. That's more than 85% of the total number of drivers that have never won a race. Some of it is reflective of talent, but let's be real, in this sport machinery is a massive factor. Dominance has always played a role in the sport, look at Schumacher, look at RB in the early 10's, the 8 years of Mercedes, look at RB again now

specifically to Lando/McLaren - until this year, realistically, McLaren haven't had a car capable of winning races based on the car's own merit. As good as the MCL35M was and I enjoyed the 21 season, with multiple podiums and the 1-2, it wasn't a race winning car without a helping hand, and yes as unpopular as the opinion is that IS Monza. I honestly do not believe either McLaren would've won had Lewis and/or Max still been in the race (hate that if you want, it's my opinion and I'm allowed it)

Sochi is still a sore spot, it was a combination of a driver only in his third season, being fed information from his team that ended up being the wrong call, but even with the outcome, again it wasn't a race winning car on its own but it would've been if not for the wrong call, and only an idiot would say that the pole in qualifying and the race before the incident were not the result of an incredible performance from Lando

talking about this year, the leaps and bounds of development and the actual installation of said development is phenomenal and probably the most improvement I've seen made across a single season. and part of that is what's boosting Oscar's rookie year (again probably an unpopular opinion, not me saying Oscar's not great because he is, just it's giving Lewis 2007) and causing more heat onto Lando than is necessary or justifiable and last weekend proved it because they were exceptional circumstances (I won't go more into my thoughts on the weekend I don't want to get shot so I keep them to me)

even if we ignore everything above, and some people will, at the end of the day, the anons going round spewing Lando hate at Lando blogs are just at this point irritating, they're not upsetting, they're not big or clever or funny, it's pathetic and borderline concerning behaviour that says more about them than it does anything else 🤷‍♀️

#lando norris #<- am tagging this as i talk about him A LOT #sorry anon this was probably not what you were expecting #birb writes an essay #birb speaks

[littlelittlesimmies]

4t2 Movie Hangout Profit Dresser

4t2 conversion of the MH dresser, and a repo’d smaller add-on. Animated. 1396 & 1080 polys.

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2023/06/13 Added more slots to the small dresser !

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[redhead-batgal]

Can I request an imagine where the reader is an antihero like Catwoman and she is always flirting and has a secret thing with Red Robin and then the batfam finds out and it shows their reactions?

Type: Drabble/Imagine

Pairing: Fem! And Catlass! Reader x Tim Drake/Red Robin

Content: Cursing, violence, little bit of angst, fluffy fluff fluff

Prompt: [I added these cuz yeah i couldn’t help myself] ϐ1: “Hmmm, what if-”  “Oh no, don’t you start that sentence, don’t you dare make that face.”  ϐ10: “You’re not my favorite person today.” “I’m not your favorite person ever.”  ϐ17:  “She is my favorite sister.” “I’m not even your sister.” “Not yet.” 

Word Count: 775

(P.S. Bruh this ask has me so excited though! I have this AU about Catwoman taking on an fem! apprentice and I call it Catlass au. I'm so happy I get to use it thank you so much!!!!!)

F/N: First Name, L/N: Last Name

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You had been meeting him in secret for a few months now. Proud that only two people seemed to know.

Alfred and Selina, who both were willing to help you. You knew that it seemed too good to last, nothing ever good lasted for you. Not a single home or family or friendship. Passing through each one you had come to a temporary stop with Selina. It had been a year or two, you didn't really know. All you knew was that you were working with Selina nabbing things and annoying the bats.

One in particular caught you eye, he was smart and funny and quite literally a weirdo. But you seemed to like that about him the most. So, when given a chance you befriended him and unfortunately... unfortunately you fell. Hard and strong.

You made the mistake of wanting something permanent, want something to last... however- however you knew deep down that it wouldn't last.

So, when Tim randomly asked you to meet you had a feeling everything was going to come crashing down. But you needed to teach yourself a lesson. Not to get attached, not to want things that are permanent. So, you went.

What you did not expect was other members of the bats to be poorly hidden in the shadows and Tim to be looking around when you arrived.

He walked towards you and seemed to be nervous. He stopped in front of you, and you raised your eyebrow.

"So, uh why did you want to me-"

"What?" You began and Tim blinked

You both shared a look and then you began smiling. They, the bats, had planned this. For what reason you didn't know but part of you was relieved.

“Hmmm, what if-” You began half looking towards where some of the other bats where hidden.

“Oh no, don’t you start that sentence, don’t you dare make that face.” Tim said reaching towards you.

You sighed before crossing your arms and pouting.

"Fine."

Tim then looked over to where the other bats were hidden and narrowed his eyes.

"Damian, Jason come out now."

There was silence for a moment and Red Hood and Robin appeared out of the darkness. Spoiler trailing after them.

"Hi guys," You said smiling and waving at them, "anymore of you hiding or are we done?"

There was a bit of silence before Nightwing tumbled into the light. Nodding you smiled and looked to Tim who was glaring at his siblings.

"Oh, come on Timmy," Nightwing remarked walking over to slap him on the shoulder, "we just wanted to meet your girlfriend."

"You’re not my favorite person today.” Tim mumbled under his breath at his siblings.

“I’m not your favorite person ever." Red Hood retorted without hesitation, and you laughed.

The three other vigilantes looked to you and you smiled broadly.

"Hi~, you must be red's siblings." You turned to Tim and gave him a shocked look, "I know things have been going well but I didn't know we were in the meet the fam stage. I would have worn my fancy suit if you would have told me. First impressions are important!"

Spoiler laughed and bounced over to you. She looked you over and you smiled. She grabbed onto your arm and looked over to Tim who was giving her strange looks.

"She is my favorite sister.”

You laughed before looking back to her, “I’m not even your sister.”

Spoiler paused for a moment, and you could almost feel the mischievous energy radiating from her. “Not yet.” 

You blinked, jaw dropped looking to Tim who looked horrified and you couldn't help yourself. Laughter exploded from you and your pressed your hand to your face shaking.

"Damn Tim, I didn't realize we were that far along."

Tim said nothing and you continued to laugh. It felt good, to laugh and realize that maybe things weren't entirely going to go to shit. Letting out a breath you shook the last of the laughter from you.

Standing up straight you shot a glance at Nightwing and let out a sigh.

"While meeting the family was fun and all, I was hoping on some ~alone time~, you know Red, just me and you."

Tim's cheeks flushed and you smiled and winked at him causing him to flush even more. Smiling cheekily, you took a step towards him and heard someone gag.

Turning you found Robin turning away from the two of you. You rolled your eyes and moved towards Tim.

"If you don't want to see anything leave Robin."

Nightwing snorted and you grab onto onto Tim's arm beginning to pull him away.

"Bye-bye guys."

"Bye, use protection you guys!" Red Hood shouted and you burst into laughter.

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seventeen fics

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ jeonghan ˚｡⋆ ೀ ༘ ˚

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f - fluff | a - angst | s - smut | smau - social media au

short fics (<5k words)

⟡ AH! LOVE | YOON JEONGHAN - horangboosadan (f, smau)

pairing: yoon jeonghan x gn!reader genre: one shot smau, fluff, 5+1, technically not secret relationship synopsis: by accident, you get added to a group chat where people are trying to find out whether jeonghan is in a relationship. five times they see you together and speculate, none the wiser you're in the group chat or whether you are dating or just really good friends.

⟡ I think he knows pt1 pt2 pt3 - j0shuasw1fey (smau)

pairing: jeonghan x fem!reader genre: smau, non idol! au, ceo!au synopsis: y/n can't seem to catch a break as she works for the devil's spawn himself. just a collection of in(ac)cidents which leads to their gradual confession.

⟡ untitled - wqnwoos (f)

w.c: 279 pair: jeonghan x reader “hannie?” “hi, my love,” jeonghan greets you sweetly, leaning back in his seat and cradling the phone to his ear. “everything okay?”

⟡ 08:25pm - wheeboo (f)

w.c: 1k PAIRING. yoon jeonghan x gn!reader GENRE. fluff, comfort, tiny bit suggestive, established relationship SYNOPSIS. in which your fiancé comes back home tired after a meeting.

⟡ it's a date - pile of words (f)

w.c: pairing: jeonghan x reader genre: fluff (i promise!!) summary: A text from your best friend telling you that your boyfriend was in the hospital was definitely not what you wanted to see when you woke up at three in the morning.

⟡ [2:46] - gyuswhore (f)

w.c: 403 pair: jeonghan x reader "Somebody's throwing rocks at Jeonghan's window, and he's not enjoying it too much."

⟡ to you - shuahoonie (f)

w.c: 2k pairing: non-idol!jeonghan (svt) x female!reader summary: to avoid another blind date, you ask jeonghan to be your pretend boyfriend to get your mom off your back. the kicker? jeonghan secretly enjoys being your pretend boyfriend.

⟡ college besties!jihan - suhnshinehaos (f)

w.c: 0.4k pairing : joshua + jeonghan x gn!reader genre/s : university au, fluff

⟡ 彡 as long as you're here, i can endure it. - seuonji (f, a)

w.c: 1k —office worker au! desk neighbour jeonghan. notes ๑ gn!reader. oneshot. alt title: 9-5 jobs suck genre ๑ fluff to angst.

⟡ untitled - wqnwoos (f)

w.c: 287 “what if crabs think that fish can fly?”

⟡ [2:00] - husbandhoshi (f)

w.c: 775 “i don’t think this is a good idea.”

⟡ untitled - wqnwoos (f)

w.c: 505 jeonghan can’t sleep, and it’s because he’s thinking about you. again.

⟡ [15:54] - gyu-effect (f)

w.c: 0.6k PAIRING || Jeonghan x Female Reader GENRES || Fluff

⟡ untitled - rainbowhao (f, s)

w.c: 0.5k the weight of you on his lap has jeonghan groaning into your ear, mumbling about how he can feel you pulsing against him.

⟡ take care of me anyway - fairyhaos (f)

w.c: 1.7k jeonghan x gn!reader, 1.7k+ words tags: office worker!jeonghan not rlly relevant to the plot tho, sick fic, fluff, established relationship

⟡ breaking point | yjh - wongyuuu

w.c: 1.5k pairing: jeonghan x fem!reader genre: angst summary: Jeonghan was never one to lose his patience with people, least of all you. But one day a fight gets out of control and it leaves you wondering if your relationship has come to an end.

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long fics (>5k words)

⟡ my guardian demon sucks at his job (not clickbait) - shuaflix (f, a, s) ❤︎‬

w.c: 23.6k PAIRING ▸ demon!yoon jeonghan x fem!reader GENRES ▸ smut, fluff, humor, angst, supernatural, demon au SUMMARY ▸ just when you thought your luck couldn't get any worse, you accidentally manage to summon an ancient demon prince named jeonghan out of a scrap of paper from your statistics textbook. now, you're tasked with figuring out how to return your so-called "guardian demon" back to where he came from before he can stir up more trouble.

⟡ of rainy nights and roses - chenfleur (f, a)

w.c: 5.8k PAIRING. jeonghan x y/n ft soonyoung x oc GENRE. angst, fluff, jeonghan is an asshole like bro is MEAN SUMMARY. In the heat of the moment, Jeonghan grows careless with his words. Now, he has to bear the weight of saying things he didn't mean.

⟡ daisies - viastros (f, a)

w.c: 10k ミ★ pairings: jeonghan x female reader ミ★ genre: angst, some fluff, some spice ミ★ synopsis: the best type of revenge is to hurt the person that means the most to them. aka, in which jeonghan is in charge of making you fall in love with him, just to break your heart. 

⟡ lucky girl - horangare (s, a, f)

w.c: 14.9k pairing : model!jeonghan x fem!reader content : smut (mdni), angst, fluff, fake dating, unrequited (but not rlly) love, friends to strangers to lovers in which : jeonghan has no interest in a relationship, however it seems that everyone else is sticking their nose into his nonexistent love life. you’ve been in love with him for as long as you can remember, but that was ages ago. he shouldn’t remember someone like you, but he does. and he wants you to be his girlfriend (just for a little while though, right?)

⟡ — ode to you ⟢ - lovelyhan (a)

w.c: 6.9k ★ FEATURING; jeonghan x gn!reader ★ TAGS; reincarnation, multiple lives, pining, angst, suggestive scenes but no smut, sooo many tropes if there's one thing you've learned from all the lives you've spent together, it's that jeonghan isn't always someone you'll end up wanting. he can be crass. he can be secretive. he can be nothing short of vexing. but in the end, he's everything you need him to be. or: 25 lives in which you find and don't find jeonghan.

⟡ How many times does it take to get smarter? | How many chances are too many chances? - veethefreeelf (f, a, s)

w.c.1: 6.3k w.c.2: 14k Summary 1: Jeonghan and you start a fwb relationship after years of being best friends. He only has two rules: no feelings and no kissing. Who’s going to break the rules first? Summary 2: It’s been 6 months since the night you and Jeonghan went your separate ways. You’re sure he has moved on and you… are working on moving on. Nothing can go wrong, right?

⟡ — inflection point ⟢ - lovelyhan (f, a, s) ❤︎

series - completed 3/3 ★ FEATURING; jeonghan x afab!reader x seungcheol ★ TAGS; established polyamorous relationship, fluff, angst, smut (MINORS DNI!)

⟡ We Were Destined To Fall (But I'll Catch You) - twogyuu (a)

series - ongoing 12/13 Pairing: Jeonghan x fem!reader, Seokmin x fem!reader Featuring: Seokjin, Joshua Synopsis: In which Yoon Jeonghan traded the fate of humanity for your love.

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⟡ mirror mirror - cheolism (s)

w.c: 10.7k yoon jeonghan x reader tags: roleplaying, jealousy, mirror sex, (mentioned but not explored) secret relationship. door sex. consent n talking!!!!! aftercare summary: jeonghan asks to roleplay him being jealous and fucks you like the little desperate slut you are

⟡ call me by his name - sweetlemontart (s)

w.c: 8.6k PAIRING // yoon jeonghan x fem!reader GENRE // explicit smut, established relationship, some fluff, mostly smut, sub!reader, jeonghan tries to be angry hard!dom but is actually a soft!dom cause he's too in love with mc, not much plot tbh mostly just smut summary ⇾ to you, one of jeonghan's most admirable trait is his candid nature. he's straightforward with most people—if he's angry, they'll definitely know. but with you? he'd rather swim the ocean day and night than take his anger out on you. well, that is, of course, unless you ask him to.

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[enchanted-lightning-aes]

Piling It All Differently

[ID: a green badge of s'mores with text that reads 'Sambucky Summer Camp Bingo, S'Mores, ESTD. 2023 / finish ID]

Title: Piling It All Differently

Square Filled: S'Mores

Warnings: food for those having it as a t.w

Word Count: 775

A/N: just a ficlet for @sambuckylibrary's summer bingo of a couple of guys making treats and being domestic in the kitchen.^^

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A box thumped against a counter and got it's lid removed. Revealing several some ingredients of the dessert sort. 

Gathering some graham crackers, he spread them out on a large plate. He added some chocolate bars and marshmallows on some. Also putting sliced strawberries, whipped cream cheese, berry sauce into the mix. 

Sam whistled along to a tune, sweeping the Nutella back and forth over a piece. 

Someone popped their head by the doorway. "Heya, Sammy." 

"Hey there, Buck," Sam replied, getting another clean spoon. 

"What are you doing?" Bucky strode into the kitchen, stopping to a halt by a counter. He scanned the equipment and ingredients, pulling a face. "Hang on. . . those are s'mores?" 

"Yup." He opened a container of blueberry jam. "I've missed having some." 

"I'm sure s'mores don't have strawberries or that sort of stuff." Bucky pulled a face, waving a finger around. 

"Well, it isn't all chocolate and marshmallows nowadays." "I didn't think someone would put other stuff than those." 

"Hmm, you've missed out on what types are out there." 

"Heh, I guess it's due to being cryo and whatnot." 

Bucky chuckled, nearly bowling Sam over with those offhanded remarks. It still kept surprising him whenever he made comments with such utter nonchalance. Then again, he hadn't lost his sense of humor entirely. 

"That. . . that and I bet no one's told you all about it." 

"Uh huh. So, why you'd make s'mores that are somewhat not s'mores?" 

"For some variety. Besides, these aren't gonna be for us. Sarah and the boys are dropping by, so I'm preparing some for them." 

"Do ya need some help?" Bucky's eyes twinkled. 

"If you truly mean it, sure," Sam replied, lifting a shoulder. "However, if you don't steal when I'm not looking, we got ourselves a deal." 

Bucky raised a hand in a salute, a corner of his mouth twitching. "Aye-aye, Cap." 

After Sam got a polka dot apron, he tossed it to Bucky, who wrapped it around his waist. He sauntered towards him, picking a graham cracker. Setting it on an empty plate and placed a chocolate bar and marshmallow on it. Five s'mores with three stacks. He pressed down on them with his left palm, compressing them. 

Air tried escaping his throat and he cleared it up, bursting into a cough. He shook his head, fumbling with the s'mores, consisting of a strawberry slice, marshmallow, and whip cream cheese combo. 

Just as he could grab the blueberry jam, Bucky wrapped his fingers around a spoon covered in cream and chocolate sauce. 

"No, no, no," Sam said, lifting a forefinger while wagging it. "This ain't your spoon, Sergeant!" 

"C'mon, I'm just borrowing it," Bucky murmured, sinking the spoon onto a bowl of Dulce de Leche. "You can get another if you want it so bad." 

Sam frowned, tsking. "Such a heathen." 

"What can I say, Cap?" Bucky grinned, swinging the spoon slightly. "Part of my appeal." 

At that, Sam hurled a graham cracker at him. Only for Bucky to crush it with his right hand, crumbling it into bits. 

His stomach lurched as his heart rate jumped, elevating his pulse. 

Even without super strength, Bucky proved to be. . . well. . . 

Blinking, Sam forbid his brain to finish that statement. He had to focus on making s'mores. . . not distracted by whatever was going on. 

They got back to working on their respective s'mores, just bumping elbows or shoulders in light pressure. Sam had to hold his breath, lest some sound escaped him. A weak sigh or some other. . . nope. He refused to allow his mind to go there. Difficult enough with Mr. Staring Problem in his vicinity. 

Thankfully, he didn't do much staring. If he did, otherwise. . . oh, stop that! 

Sam poured some Dulce de Leche above the toasted marshmallow and banana slice. It dripped down, landing on the plate's porcelain surface. He kept repeating it while watching Bucky compress a bunch of s'mores. 

"Great," Bucky mumbled, stretching his fingers. "Now they're covered up in sticky chocolate." 

"Yep, we did use way too much jam and Nutella." Sam grimaced at those coating his fingers. "Better wash up after we're finished." 

"And we'll roast them after?" Bucky asked, sounding expectant. "Because I can't wait to find out how these taste. Once they're. . . roasted and all that." 

Sam nodded. "So far, we did a pretty good job at this." 

"You know, Sammy, maybe we can take this as partners in a baking show." 

"Well, partners? Sounds intriguing, however, I'd be up for a challenge being contestants." 

Like the utter fools they could be, they began cracking up at their absurd plans. Just preparing snacks together in a kitchen.

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#sbsummer2023 #sambucky #sam wilson #bucky barnes #sambucky fic #ships: sambucky #enchant: fanfics #sbsummer23

[lololollywrites]

My Sherlock Fics (AO3):

Current Count: 8 Stories (1 series [3 works], 5 standalones); 145,362 words)

Profile: Lololly

(I also have some Harry Potter fics if you're interested, despite my vehement hatred for JK Rowling. They were originally written or started in 2012, so I hope that explains that.)

Fic Series: Earthly Pomp (Is But a Dream)

Please check all story tags on A03 prior to reading. No major archive warnings apply for the first two fics in the series; none are E-rated. The series is canon-compliant post S4 - it's my attempt to make things right in my own mind. John and Sherlock come back together, talk things out, confess their love, and then... run into some difficulties of the Serbian variety in the third fic. That's where the warnings will come in. This has been so fun to write so far!

Link to entire series on AO3

Part 1: Step. Jump. Leap. Step. Ficlet. John comes home. (775 words)

Part 2: Of Sweat, Sociopathy, Scars, and Secrets. Oneshot. John approaches Sherlock with a theory. Much more is revealed than he anticipated. And Sherlock, well... he had been waiting for this. Inevitable. (Here's the Johnlock, ya'll. 8,206 words)

Part 3: Winter’s Storm Sherlock had buried the past. Shut Serbia away in the attic of his mind palace. Muddy footprints at a heinous crime scene, however, have led him right back to old enemies. And right back to captivity. For God’s sake, Mycroft. (Check the warnings on this one - Sherlock gets tortured, but it's not super-explicit. BAMF!John. 11 Chapters; 51,816 words)

Standalone Fics (list below to be continuously updated)

The Waning of Withdrawal Sherlock holds a weeping John in his arms and… does something that will forever change things between them. For better or worse. He fears the latter. (This one is rated E for a brief smut scene; as always, heed the tags). (8,249 words)

Never Been Better John gets married. Sherlock leaves the wedding reception early, but he’s fine. Fine. The seven percent solution? It helps him think. If only Baker Street didn’t seem so empty. But he’s perfectly okay. Never been better, in fact. Never been better.  **Update: Chapter 3 has now been added - NOW COMPLETE Canon breaks during Chapter 2! Chapters 3/3 (16,107 words)

Pressure Points The bonfire doesn't happen during The Empty Hearse. Instead, both John and Sherlock are placed into a life-or-death situation. One that may prove too much for a still-wounded Sherlock. **NOW COMPLETE: FTH 2023, for @discordantwords. Chapters 4/4 (19,892 words) 

Cold Inside Sherlock has just shot Magnussen, and John feels adrift. Everything is wrong. He's fairly certain he hates his wife, too. The regrets are too numerous for him to count. Sherlock is in prison, his ultimate fate unknown and the isolation slowly (or, rather, worryingly quickly) whittling away at his sanity. Mycroft is equally untethered, scrambling for options. Perhaps John can help. And perhaps, just perhaps, they can manage to save Sherlock and rid themselves of Mary in one fell swoop. (HLV fix-it; rated E for smut in Chapter 4)

NOW COMPLETE. FTH 2023 for @shakespearelovedladymacbeth.

Chapters 5/5 (26,841 words)

Breathe Sherlock's death is announced a bit... prematurely. Things spiral from there. --- “Sit, Dr. Watson. I beg of you. I’ll get you some water and then I’d be happy to take you to him so you can say goodbye.” “Ah. Mm. No. No. It’s not possible, all right? It’s Sherlock. Sherlock. I already… I already…" I already suffered this once. This time, it’ll kill me. “Is there anyone we can call for–” But John was no longer listening. He was walking. Fast; in strides as long as his legs could manage. Away from Dr. Fredericks. Far from the A&E waiting area. Toward the grand glass entryway. Shouts followed him as he went – requests for him to come back, to sit down, to listen. They faded in volume the farther John’s feet carried him and dissipated entirely as soon as the automatic doors slid shut. Chapters 1/1 (8,517 words)

#my fics #AO3 #bbc sherlock #updating my pinned post #newest fic at the end!

[ao3feed-skystar]

Recovery Route

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/E537yLG by TheLoveCooklol A flightless seeker is a dead seeker, and Skyfire knew that well enough. Maybe that’s why when he saw the ex-Second in Command of the Decepticons teetering on the edge of life and death, he decided to help him. This was a bad idea, many will tell him, but Skyfire doesn’t care really. He’s not the kind of mech who would leave another to die. Some will argue that for someone like Starscream, death is what he deserves. __ Aka: A shuttle scientist that has too much kindness in his spark decides to give a ex-SIC the second chance that nobody would give him. Words: 775, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 5 of Recovery Route Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers: Prime Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Jetfire | Skyfire (Transformers), Starscream (Transformers), First Aid (Transformers), Windblade (Transformers), Other Character Tags to Be Added Relationships: Jetfire | Skyfire/Starscream (Transformers) Additional Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Starscream Redemption (Transformers), Post-Canon, Post-Predacons Rising (Prime Movie), Angst with a Happy Ending, Near Death, Skyfire is a saint, Eventual Romance, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Falling In Love, I Will Go Down With This Ship, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Loss of Limbs, but it’s like- mentioned it’s not shown, Slow Burn, Idk how to slow burn but let’s cross that bridge when we get to it, Eventual Smut, Starscream gets his happy ending read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/E537yLG

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