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thebubblesareevil · 2 years

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Accidental acquisition of an eldritch older brother pt 1

Inspired by @cloudielight s post about summoning

Zatanna was exhausted, her dad had put her to work organizing all of his props and magical texts after one little kiss at a birthday party. Seriously! She’s 13 now! Her dad was definitely overreacting. Now she’s grounded and cleaning up dusty tomes, but at least she’s almost done.

Zatanna was putting away the last of the props when she felt a small tug at the back of her mind. She stopped what she was doing and slowly made her way through the room, running her hand across the magic tomes as she went before coming to a sudden stop, her hand resting on a tome dedicated to ‘the spirits of the infinite realms?’ She wasn’t sure what drew her to the tome but when her father called her for dinner, the book went with her. She didn’t hide it, in fact she showed it to her dad when she got to the dinner table. He took the book and looked inside.

“There’s no need to worry, the fatal flaw of summoning from the infinite realms is that anything worth summoning has the ability to ignore it. The most you’d be able to do with this is summon a some whisps. If you’d like, you can use it to practice your summoning circles, with supervision! We just have to be sure to send anything you summon back.” Zatanna gave her father a wide grin “You mean it?!” She immediately jumps up hoping to get started “AFTER dinner!” Zatanna pouted but sat back down. She kept looking over at the tome as she quickly ate her dinner, when she was done with her dishes and immediately began looking through the tome as her father took his sweet, sweet time eating. By the time he finished eating she had found exactly which spirit she would try to summon, the king himself. There’s no way he would show up, but the circle was beautifully intricate and she wanted to try it out. She showed her dad, and with his permission they set to work, making sure to put up protective spells just to be safe. Who knew what might come through?

Once the last of the circle was drawn Zatanna looked to her father to confirm everything was good and she began her spell.

“deen fo emit ruo siht ni dia sih rof gniksa ylbmuh smlaer etinifni eht fo gnik hgih eht nopu llac I” her face lit up when the circle began to glow. The swirling energy started to fill the room, bathing it in a toxic green light, before it all converged on the center of the circle sending out a blinding light. Her dad jumped in front her to shield her from the light, when I died down she looked over her dads shoulder,

And screamed.

There, at the center of the circle, was no whisp. She wasn’t even sure it was a spirit, it looked to be a teenage boy, but that’s not what made her scream. No, it was the fact that the boy was laying on his back staring directly at her, his blood a mix of red and green spilling from his opened chest. He let out a wheezing breath before whispering in a voice, soar from screaming “please, help me”

When Giovanni heard his daughter scream he immediately jumped to defend them, he doesn’t know what he was expecting, but it wasn’t what he found. Even still he jumped into action, he told his daughter to fetch the medical supplies and blankets and the immediately began casting any spell he could think of to help him. Some worked, he managed to at least clean him up and pull the wound together, however he would need to stitch the wound himself. He was only a third of the when the boy passed out, tears trailing down his face. Once he was done he levitated the boy (he’s just a child, he can’t be much older than his daughter) and set him In his bed, he didn’t foresee much sleep in his future. Once that was done he went to take of his daughter, she was sitting on the couch shaking with silent tears. She looked at her father.

“Who would do something like that? Why?” He sighed and wrapped his arms around her, rocking her back and forth, soothing her just as he did when she was small (she still is). “I don’t know, but he’s safe now.” He pulls back to look her in the eye, wiping away a tear. “He is safe because of you, you performed that summons beautifully, allowing him to come through. I’m so proud.” He pulls he back into the hug. They stay like that until Zatanna falls asleep. Giovanni finds no rest that night.

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It was while he was making breakfast the next morning that their guest woke. He nearly missed it, the sound of soft sobs coming from his room. Giovanni set aside the food and grabbed the bandages and water before heading to check on their guest. When he entered the room the boy jumped, desperately trying to push himself further away, stopped only by the wall, starting at him with a terrified look in his eyes. Giovanni put his hands in front of him, motioning that he was unarmed,and slowly approaching his guest.

“I have no intention of harming you, I only want to talk. I also need to change your bandages, if you’ll let me?” He stared for a moment before slowly nodding.

Giovanni slowly approached, handing the teen the bottle of water, he got to work changing the bandages. It appeared as though the injury was almost fully healed, though it would leave a scar. As he worked he began talking, trying to keep his patient relaxed.

“I must admit, you were quite the surprise! When we formed that circle we weren’t expecting much more than a whisp or a blob, instead we got you! I’ll tell you a secret, I went through that book when I was about your age. I tried every summons in the book, not once did anything more than a blob appear. Honestly I thought the circles were fake and that’s why nothing worked. But don’t tell Zatanna, I wanted her to get some practice in and thought she might benefit from trying them out.” He sat there and talked about anything and everything, he spoke of his daughter and her studies, about his life as a magician, anything to keep him calm as he redressed his chest. When he was done he pulled up a chair and looked at the teen. “Now I know this next part may be hard but I need to ask some questions.” The boy hesitated but eventually nodded. “Okay, first thing is I was hoping i could get your name.”

“Danny” the boy, Danny, said looking away.

“Alright Danny, do you know how you were summoned?” He nodded “okay, do you mind explaining?” He gave him a frustrated scowl.and snapped in a hoarse voice

“You’re the one who did the spell. I felt the pull, needed to get away so I grabbed hold and now I’m here. What exactly is there to explain!”

“I understand, my only confusion about the summoning is that according to the text that circle was meant to summon the king of the infinite realms.”

“And that’s who you got! What’s your point?!” Giovanni sat in shock.

“ I don’t understand, how…how is that possible? You’re alive.”

Danny looked away “only half, and I’m king cus I beat up the old one, simple as that.” His eyes started to droop as he held back a yawn.

“You need your rest so I’ll only ask one more question, if you were strong enough to defeat the king, what exactly managed to do this to you? Should I be worried about you being followed?”

Danny gripped the blankets tight “It wasn’t a what, it was a who, and they didn’t beat me, I just… after they caught me I tried to explain, I swear I tried” his voice desperate “they just wouldn’t believe me.. no matter what I said the refused to believe me!” He cried closing his eyes trying to hold back tears

“Who-”

“I tried to get away, I did but their shields have improved a lot since last time. I couldn’t get away” Danny started to shake. Giovanni did his best to steady him.

“Danny I need to know, who did this to you? Are they going to follow you here? Do I need to get ready for a fight?” Danny looked at him with haunted eyes and whispered

“My parents”

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It was half an hour before he managed to get Danny to calm down, he held him as he broke down, petting his hair trying his best to sooth him, just as he did for Zatanna the night before. When he finally left the room, he just stood there for a minute, just trying to absorb all the information he was given.

His name is Danny, he’s somehow half-dead, he is the new king of the infinite realms, his parents are the ones who did THAT to him.

He’s not going back.

Giovanni nods to himself, satisfied with his decision, he rolls up his sleeves and gets back to work cooking breakfast. He has two teens to feed after all. He’ll figure out living arrangements later, and of course they will have to find a way to include Danny in their act somehow, perhaps as an escape artist? ‘We’ll have to find out what he can do first.’ He thought

Danny should fit into some of his more casual clothes, conjured clothes can be so uncomfortable when one is wounded, he’ll have to make a run to pick up some clothes for him later. He’ll also have to working on setting up schooling for Danny, first he needs to see what level he’s at. He was so deep in thought that he didn’t even notice when his daughter walked in.

“Hey dad, how’s he holding up!” She asked startling the older magician

“Not good. On another note, how would you feel about a big brother?”

“What?!?”

#danny phantom #zatanna zatara #giovanni zatara #big brother danny #angst #vivisection #dc x dp #ghost king danny #summoning #eldrich horror #Danny x Kaldur #eventually #gonna make a part 2 #this is happening #my brain won’t shut up

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libraryofloveletters · 3 months

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Anj's 8K SMAU Celebration!

hi pookies! thank you so so soooo much for 8k! - I can hardly believe it, it’s like.. crazy to think so many of y’all have been here to listen to me ramble, hop from fandom to fandom, support me, make me laugh - you guys are the best, truly. 💚💚💚

this celebration is for social media aus only!!

running from: January 29th to February 4th - this is the period to send in requests.

tagged under: anj’s 8k series

open to everyone! - limited to 2 request per anon, moots can however many they wants :)

simply because the last celebration I did had over 100 submissions - I will be picking in choosing which ones to do as I do have another things and I won’t be able to do all of them

***preferably send in prompts that I don't usually see!! - ex: sister!reader, pt!reader, baker!reader, etc + they don't have to be drivers or players in the au!!

open for footballers and f1 drivers only!

list of drivers and players under the cut!

f1 drivers: charles leclerc, carlos sainz jr, daniel ricciardo, esteban ocon, fernando alonso, george russell, jenson button, kevin magnussen, kimi raikkonen, lance stroll, lando norris, lewis hamilton, mark webber, max verstappen, mick schumacher, oscar piastri, pato o’ward, pierre gasly, sebastian vettel, sergio ‘checo’ perez, toto wolff, yuki tsunoda

footballers: alisson becker, achraf hakimi, andrew ‘andy’ robertson, antonie griezmann, ben chilwell, christian pulisic, dominik szoboszlai, ederson moraes, erling haaland, giovanni ‘gio’ reyna, jack grealish, jobe bellingham, joe gomez, john stones, jordan henderson, jude bellingham, ibrahima 'ibou' konaté, kylian mbappe, kostas tsimikas, marcus rashford, neymar jr, paulo dybala, rodrigo ‘rodri’ hernández, ruben dias, sergio ramos, thiago alcantara, trent alexander arnold, vini jr, virgil van dijk, yassine 'bono' bounou, zlatan ibrahimovic

if there's anyone you don't see and are curious about, please ask!!

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moots: @themandaloriansdiaries @2-fast-2-curious @lovelytsunoda @mev33 @timetorace @diorleclerc @curiousthyme @percervall

#anj's 8k series #football x reader #football smau #football instagram au #f1 x reader #f1 smau #f1 instagram au

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your-blorbos-are-queer · 5 months

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character pride icons pt. 58: video games (again again again!) pt. 2

queer headcanons

blue spy (team fortress 2) - loveless aromantic, aromantic

sunny (omori) - bisexual | kel (omori) non-binary, pupgender

gustav (spiritfarer) - queer | giovanni (spiritfarer) - pansexual | gwen (spiritfarer) - bisexual

buck (spiritfarer) - transgender + non-binary

louis amamiya (code vein) - pansexual | gwen (league of legends) - transgender

futaba sakura (persona 5) - non-binary + lesbian

bonus! pride flags color-picked from the characters:

feel free to use these for any non-commercial purpose, as long as proper credit is given!

if you'd like to see a different combination of character + flag, my ask box is always open for requests

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jellqybird · 21 days

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Lemon demon songs that need more attention ! Pt 2

Wanted to add some more songs based off these suggestions from the reblogs :) thank you btw!

geeks in love

2. party on the moon

3. pepper and salt

4. toy food

5. new way out

6. atomic copper claw

7. telekinesis

youtube

8. wrong

9. behold the future (one of my favorite LD songs thank you for reminding me of it again)

10. fly straight or drop the oar and wreck

11. there's a robot in my head

12. your evil shadow has a cup of tea

youtube

13. creepy

youtube

14 . everyday french

youtube

Thank you for suggesting !! these are a lot more underrated honestly, do suggest listening. Thanks to @posessedmp3player and @floodfun26 for suggesting more songs !

#lemon demon #view monster #hip to the javabean #live from the haunted candle shop #clown circus #damn skippy #underrated songs #actually underrated this time #i've heard geeks in love before it's rlly good actually #suggestions #neil cicierega #adhd music continued #lime angel #SoundCloud #Youtube

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quillaffinity · 2 years

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Fifth BKDK Web Weave while waiting for them to hold hands (spoilers)

this isn’t control - i could never control my heart towards you

this is the last long scream i will ever make - the last kiss, the last embrace - i can ever give to you

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MHA by Horikoshi Kōhei

First BKDK Web Weave | Second BKDK Web Weave | Third BKDK Web Weave | Fourth BKDK Web Weave (pt.1) | Fourth BKDK Web Weave (pt.2)

mha / richard siken / mha / fredrik backman / mha - school brief novel / mha / mha / mary oliver / fatima aamer bilal / mha / rainer maria rilke / mha / nicole dollanganger, “only angels have wings” / zz ward, “til the casket drops” / mha / fortesa latifi / mha / mha / mha / nikki giovanni / hozier, “talk” / mha / mha / emily brontë / mha / mha / mha / carol ann duffy, “medusa” / hozer, “take me to church” / emily brontë / mha / euripides, “orestes” (trans. anne carson) / mha / mha / ethel cain, “hard times” / mha / the mountain goats, “sax rohmer #1″

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houseforwhores · 2 days

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indecision pt 3 | billy loomis x reader

a/n: yeah yeah it's been awhile life sucks not much to say about that, i'm trying here 🫡

wc:885

part 1 part 2

your p.o.v.

you were sitting in the edge of your bed, it was only four in the morning. you had another seven hours before you were supposed to go meet billy. your stomach was twisting in knots as you tried to calm your nerves. sleep has long evaded you. you weren't sure how all of this would work out. but it was too late for regrets now in your mind.

you heard your window being shimmied, you'd rushed over, your eyes nearly buldging out of your sockets as you saw who was in the other side of the glass. you unlocked your window and pushed it open wide so he could get in, he must've changed his clothes somewhere along the way. his new clothes free of corn-syrup and blood. you yanked him inside, he fell on top of you again, much like a few days ago, you cushioned his fall.

you rolled him off top of yourself, before you stuck your head out the window looking both ways before quickly shutting it and drawing the blinds together. you didn't see anyone watching but you were a bit paranoid at the feeling of someone seeing him here.

"billy." you'd said softly almost as if you didn't believe he was here.

"hey doll, god, i've missed you." billy's hand caressed the side of your face pulling you back down to him.

"billy. what are you doing here? what if they've seen you?" your mind losing its filter as your mouth began running like a waterfall every scenario you could think up leaving your tongue before billy pulled you into a kiss, his tongue gliding against your bottom lip asking for entrance which you granted him, his tongue whirled against yours as his hands embraced your waist making all your worries melt at the moment. billy pulled away softly before looking you in your eyes.

"something felt off, i couldn't wait that much longer to see you," billy said wiping the stray tear from beneath your eye, you didn't even know you'd shed.

"billy they wanted me to set you up, they think they're gonna apprehend you in the morning, behind the theater."

"that's where we were supposed to go for our first date," billy paused a small smile gracing his face. "then i decided to take you to that little italian restaurant."

"giovanni's." you confirmed "why'd you come here? what if they're watching me?"

"i hopped a few fences i didn't use the side walk, i think i'm good here." billy said he started to sit up, he looked to still be a little sore, you lifted up his shirt to get a glimpse of the injuries you didn't get to see when he'd initially came to get you. you'd seen some jagged stitches and some yellowing bruises, but it looked like he'd survive, just a few flesh wounds.

"im alright baby, i think we sh-" billy was cutoff by a knock on your door.

"hun? who ya talking too in there?" your dad started to fiddle with the handle

"not dressed!" you shouted before bolting to the door, almost planting face first into the wood as you used your whole body to close the door, while you locked it.

"oh , sorry honey! are you alright? i thought i heard you talking in there to someone?"

"it was just some lame movie dad, now can i have some privacy?" you said more confidently

"ohm, alright. i'm here if you need me honey, i know you don't exactly like me right now- but i- i'm still your father. i still love you." your dad said, he hadn't left the door you could still feel his presence and see the shadow of his feet at the bottom of the door, blocking the hallway light, he must've been waiting for a response.

"yeah, love you too, see you in the morning." you'd rushed out. you saw his feet walk away from the door, you waited a bit more before you decided to relax.

"i think we should go now." billy said and before you knew it you heard gravel crushing the rocks outside as a car pulled in front of your house.

"wait, billy, someone's here." you heard the knock on your door, you listened as your father walked to open the door. you heard the series of locks being taken off the door before your father opened it, your ear was pressed to the door. the words were muffled but you heard them clearly enough

"agent grant? what are you doing here?" you heard your father question. your mouth dropped open as your throat went dry.

"billy!" you whisper shouted as you dashed across your room to grab the bag you packed, you tossed it to him so you could began dressing yourself into something warmer.

"y/n what's going on?" billy asked in a whisper throwing the straps of the bag over his shoulders.

"no time to talk." you said as you began sliding your window open but before you could scatter out your window there was a knock on your door

"y/n" it was your dad again, he'd paused for a moment giving you time to respond, though you hadn't thought of a response. "agent grant is here, he'd like to talk to you."

#billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #scream #billy loomis #scream x reader #scream1996 #ghostface x reader

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anotherwvba · 2 months

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Learning on the Job pt. 2

Mornings in the WVBA Cafeteria are more than a bustling hub of activity, they’re a battlefield. Today was no exception. Fighters and trainees trying to get the choicest of Giovanni’s offerings for the morning to meet their nutritional plans, trainers and instructors carefully watching for any secreted away contraband that had made it onto the strict dietarily correct plates, and staffers trying to negotiate the minefield with their food and well-being intact.

At one table amidst this chaos sat a young, somewhat disheveled, perpetually exhausted New York transplant that recently joined the WVBA legal team. Jason Jeopardy may have been alone at his four-top, but he had the table covered in plates, all in various states of fullness. Eggs, bacon, sausage, potato hash browns, fresh mixed berries, pancakes, toast, English muffins, vegetable juice, coffee, and milk all lay before the attorney and that’s just what could be seen.

As Jason shoveled fork after fork of food down, bearing a striking resemblance to a starving man on his way to be executed, Niki Binary made her way toward his table with her tray holding a modest breakfast of oatmeal and orange juice. With a friendly smile and a warm voice, she asked, “Mind if I join you?”

“Ack… ecch!” Taken by surprise by Niki’s arrival, Jason started coughing and choking. Though he did manage to gesture to a chair and grunt what seemed to be an invitation while furiously fighting to keep his mouth closed.

Niki stifled a soft chuckle as she sat opposite of the New Yorker, setting her meager tray on the table. Raising an eyebrow at the mountain range of food in front of the slender attorney, Niki couldn’t help herself. “Planning to go into hibernation soon?”

Oblivious to Niki’s playful and jovial tone, Jason finally swallowed his food and replied in a deadpan fashion. “No, not really that hungry this morning,” he said with all sincerity as he scooped up the last of his hash browns and moved that plate aside.

“You do remember that the cafeteria is open for all three meals, right?” Niki’s voice carried a mix of amusement and disbelief as Jason continued putting away the food. “Remember? I’m pretty sure I told you that when you picked up your laptop on your first day.”

With that comment, Jason stopped eating and just looked at Niki. It was as if he were surveying her with a critical, judgemental eye. Niki almost wondered if this was what it might be like to be on a witness stand under his silent and intense gaze.

After what felt like a few minutes, Niki sipped her juice and tilted her head curiously. “Okay, now you’re getting weird. What’s up? Why the peering gaze? I feel like you’re about to yell ‘Objection!’ or ‘Silence!’ or something.”

Jason shifted his intense gaze from Niki to his cereal as he took a spoonful, “Why are you sitting with me? You don’t need something from me, do you?” His voice was laced with suspicion and just a hint of paranoia.

“Wow,” Niki leaned back in her seat, surprised and puzzled by his reaction. “Do I need a reason? You looked a bit lonely and I thought you could use the company. That’s all.”

Jason’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if inspecting the corn flakes on his spoon, “Cute girls don’t just sit with raggedy looking guys like me for no reason. They have an agenda.” His voice was blunt and skeptical. “They either want a laugh or need them to do something for them and figure flashing a smile will get them what they want.”

Niki was taken aback by Jason’s blunt assumption, “Listen, I get that other people might have treated you poorly, but I’m… wait a second… did you just say I’m cute?

The half-laugh, half-snort that came with Niki’s sudden realization didn’t phase Jason in the slightest. Still shoveling food into his mouth, he regarded her with a weary, yet skeptical expression. “Look. People like you don’t just waltz to guys like me without wanting something. So, what is it? Spill it.”

It took a deep breath and a silent count to ten for Niki to quiet her initial reaction. She scooped up a spoonful of oatmeal and took a bite, buying time to formulate a proper response that would keep HR out of the picture. Jason, watching her closely, “What? Did I say something wrong?”

“Only everything,” Niki chuckled, a sarcastic lilt to her voice as she shook her head slightly. “Jason, seriously, what kind of person do you think I am?”

Jason took a moment to observe Niki, his gaze analytical, like he was assessing a witness during a deposition. Niki, for her part, straightened in her seat, meeting his stare confidently. Finally, Jason took a sip of coffee, “You seem like the typical beautiful, stylish, well-to-do star. The kind that wouldn’t give the time-of-day to a hard-working, deep-in-debt, everyday grinder like me, unless we had something you need.”

Niki had to fight back the urge to cough, nearly choking on her oatmeal. Swallowing her food, then coughing and laughing at the same time, Niki looked Jason square in the eyes, “Wow! I must be a renowned bitch then. Jason, your honesty’s kinda refreshing, but you… heh… you couldn’t be more off the mark.”

“Is that so?” Jason cocked an eyebrow in disbelief.

“You see this?” Niki gestured to her blouse and slacks. “Office dress code. Trust me, I’d rather be rocking my Lulu Valentine shirt and some jeans right now. Being well-off? I don’t work in I.T. for my health, dude. I gotta pay the bills while I train for boxing. And as for being a star? My claim to fame is getting TKO’d by my best friend on national television.”

Jason stopped eating, his fork halfway to his mouth, and he looked at Niki silently. If one looked closely enough, you could see the gears turning, trying to decide if he was mistaken.

Niki, sipping her juice, continued with warmth in her voice, “I saw you sitting here all by yourself and I thought you looked a little lonely. So, I thought I would join you and, maybe, make a new work friend. A work friend I won’t have to trade leather with on some random Saturday night, anyways.”

With a deep exhale, Jason sat his fork down on a plate. “My apologies.” The words sounded off coming from Jason, as though he weren’t used to saying them. “I’m just not used to people approaching me without some kind of motive, wanting something or getting their jollies at my expense. I’ve learned to keep my guard up. I’m sorry.”

“I get that. I really do.” Niki’s smile was genuine and understanding. “Tell you what. Let’s try this again.”

Niki took her tray and stood up, turned around in place, then faced Jason with a bright smile on her face. “Hey! I’m Nicole from I.T. We met when you picked up your laptop. Mind if I join you?”

Jason couldn’t help but smile, just a little, as he shook his head. “Good morning, Nicole. Please.” He gestured to the seat across from him as he reclaimed the fork from his plate.

A mischievous grin formed on Niki’s lips as she sat back down. She waited for Jason to have a mouthful of scrambled eggs before asking, “So, Jason. What’s all this I hear about you thinking I’m cute?”

A quick swallow and cough later, and all of Jason’s usual eloquence failed him. “Well, I…”

Jason Jeopardy is an OC belonging to @lukasdoodles and is used with permission.

#punch out #super punch out #punch out wii #punch-out!!#super punch-out!!#punch-out!! wii #punch out oc #punch out fanfic #wvba #niki binary #jason jeopardy

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