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eraenaa · 4 months

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My Knight in Darkened Armor (Royalty AU)

Knight Aemond Targaryen x Princess Reader AU

Synopsis: Ser Aemond Targaryen has been tasked to be the sworn protector of a princess who is overly curious about life beyond the castle walls and has bribed him to escort her to the city in exchange for anything he desires. She just did not know that what he desired was her.

Word Count: 4,373

Warnings: Mature, 18+, oral sex (f receiving), p in v sex, jealousy, possessive

Carnival—your favorite time of the year. The only chance for you to leave the cushioned walls of the keep that your father was intent on keeping you in. Sheltered and stored— protected and preserved. You now marvel at the scene outside. Merriment in every corner, cheers and hollers everywhere your carriage passed. “Stay close to your knight… danger lurks even in the happiest of days,” your father warned. You mindlessly nod as you smile at the outside world that you were rarely given a taste of.

As you stepped out of the wheelhouse, your knight in his ever-dark armor waited for you. His hand led out to escort you toward a tent in the middle of the town square. The performers were ready to entertain you and your King father, as well as the others who merrily celebrated the day. “Enough scowling; it is the most joyous of days,” You said to your knight. Ever since he was assigned to you, he had been overly serious— overly protective. Entirely strict and hard to be rid of, never leaving you out of his sight, not even for a moment. His eye always trailed and followed your every move in case the danger you doubted would occur finally happened. “It is as well the most dangerous of days there is, princess.” He answered stoically. Eye passing through the crowd, searching for any threats.

“You often speak of danger, but there is clearly none. Try to enjoy yourself… you are still a man who feels under all that armor, yes?” You asked, your gaze flying upwards to the knight who stood by your right. You gazed up at him, searching for his eye through visor. When you locked upon his unique lilac eye, you dare say you saw a hint of mirth in them.

When the performances began, you lost yourself in the scenes before you. Actors that were so greatly gifted in their talents, for they have managed to sway your mind and made you believe that all the stories they told were true. However, at times, you would hear Aemond scoff his disagreement at a scene. You were glad of his annoyance and disagreement because it meant that he as well, did watch the performance.

When it was time for your father to name the victorious performers who had the most believable presentation, the king stood, and Aemond, along with another knight, stood behind him in protection—leaving you to be faced with their backs, finally unattended. As all citizens had their gazes planted on their king, you, for the first time in your life, did something you were not supposed to do. You indulged yourself and escaped their almost suffocating hold disguised as protection and safety. You have lived in your kingdom for seven and ten years, but the extent of your knowledge of it was the mere castle walls— you intend to change that matter, and you intend to see the kingdom you were to inherit when the time comes.

Aemond moved his head behind to look upon you once more, but he felt his stomach pit as the seat meant for you was now empty. The cloak you wore as you exited the wheelhouse was gone as well. Aemond turned to the king who now realized you were now gone. “Find her quickly.” The king gritted, hoping none notice your escape, fearing that his sheltered child would be made a prey by the small folk. “Now!” The king roared, and Aemond quickly ran to his steed and searched for you, the princess.

You walked the streets of your kingdom, your hood covering you from exposure. Everything was almost so unfamiliar to you, but you find your blood spiking in thrill for all the experiences you were yet to discover. You watched as a group gathered, and your curiosity led you to them. You felt your lips twitch as men used pots and mere objects to produce music. Your gaze went towards the young man in the middle, singing a different and new tune that had captured all’s attention and ears, even yours. His hazel eyes scanned the crowds that swayed upon his song. His hand moved to comb his brown locks, and he winked at a group of girls around your age, making them squeal and blush. You watched as others moved and gave them coins, appreciation for the music they performed.

When their song ended, the group that surrounded them dissolved little by little, and that was when you decided to offer your appreciation as well. Bending down to offer two silver coins, hoping it would serve as motivation for them to continue to perform such a great song. You kept your head low and did not engage with anyone, but still, you were noticed. “Hello,” the young man with a melodious voice greeted. Your eyes moved to look upon him, who gazed at you, trying to make out what you covered under your hood. “Hello,” You said as well, un certain on what to do. “I… I hoped you liked our performance; if you did, we have another one tomorrow night,” he said, still trying to see your face clearly. “I did… it was quite good,” you answered and tried to back away, but a stray dog that passed behind you made you trip and start to lose balance.

Luckily, the young man before you was quick to take hold of your arm and pull you steady. But in exchange for your balance was your cover, your hood falling back and revealing your face. You feel your cheeks heat as realization comes to the hazel orbs of the young man before you. “Your hi—“ You quickly shook your head and shushed him, “Please, don’t,” You said and raised your hood once more, warily looking around to see if anyone else saw you. “What are you doing here? Your hig—“ The young man whose hold still has not left yours tried to call you upon your title once more, but you gave him a pointed look that made his words die on his tongue, a look of sheepishness coming to his face.

“What is your name?” You asked, “Jacaerys,” He answered. You smiled and gave a nod, “I wanted to see the city. They rarely let me outside castle walls,” You explained to the stranger; it was not smart of you, but there was something about him. Something warm and a sense of trustworthiness that made you tell him the truth. Jacaerys raised his brow, “You escaped your guards?” He asked, and you slowly nodded. Before either of you could speak again, you heard the furious gallops of a horse. And almost instantly, your body knew who was to approach. You and Jacaerys turned to see your sworn shield cutting through the crowds in search of you. You thought about running, still wanting to see more, but it was too late as you felt the familiar gaze of his lone eye upon you.

“Remove your hold on the princess, Jacaerys,” You hear him call menacingly. You furrow your brow as to why he already knew the young man’s name. ��Un—“ Aemond raised his hand and silenced the boy. Using his other hand to pull you to him. You had no room to argue or plea as you felt Ser Aemond’s hard and rough hold upon your waist, lifting you to mount his steed. You watched as your knight moved closer to Jacaerys, bending down to whisper something in his ear. You watched as the boy’s face grew pale, but you could not voice out your concern or ask if he was well because Aemond moved to mount his horse, sitting behind you and swiftly galloping away. You sat in silence and almost fear as Aemond had his arms around your waist, the two of you riding towards the castle where your father waited with a sermon.

“Is he angry?” You ask your knight as you neared the castle gates. Hoping he would slow his steed down so you would not be delivered to your punishment so soon. Aemond smirked at your question, taking a deep breath and savoring the smell of you. He let his horse gallop slower, wanting to prolong the time he had you in his arms for a while more. “You escaped during the most crowded day of the year— where all people from the entire kingdom… thieves, murderers, and criminals could go about in plain sight. What do you think, princess?” He asked and kept his smirk as he heard you puff and lean your back to his chest. “You’ll be fine; we both know your father is very lenient when it comes to you,” Aemond tried to console you as he saw the adorable pout on your pink lips. His mind filled with a thought he should never entertain.

You stood before your father in his study. Head hung low in shame. He had not said a word yet, simply stewing in his anger, but you already feel tears welling in your eyes. You hear the creek of his chair as he stands, and that is when the first pearl tear escapes your eyes and lands on the floor. You hear your father sigh, “I have yet to say anything why then do you already cry?” He asked and made you lift your gaze. “I’m sorry!” You quickly said. You could not bear it when he was cross with you; just the slight tone of disappointment in his voice and the look in his eyes was enough for you to cry for forgiveness. “I just wanted to learn more about our kingdom— I wanted to see how our people live and what they do.” You reasoned. That was your main goal when you slipped away. You were only distracted by the song Jacaerys and his group performed.

You looked upon your father, teary-eyed, watching him sigh and shake his head. “You will do no such thing again, do you understand?” He asked sternly, and you quickly nodded your head and left his study when he dismissed you. Outside in the hall, your knight waited for you, ready with a handkerchief to wipe away your tears. “Thank you,” You said quietly, and Aemond gave a nod. His helmet was finally removed, and you could see his straight silver hair gleaming in the evening light. You’ve always been jealous of his hair; you’ve always wanted to run your hands through it, but it was deemed inappropriate, so you never could.

When he accompanied you to your chambers, you had a question in mind. “How do you know Jacaerys?” You asked and paused in your tracks, looking before the knight who had a forever serious look on his face. He stayed silent for a moment, but you kept your expecting gaze upon him. “He is a very distant relative,” He finally answered, and you gave a nod. “Why did you not say you are acquainted with a performer— a good one at that? I have been looking for entertainment. Perhaps Father could invite him and his group to sing a song of two here,” You mused and watched a scowl start to spread on his face. “It is best not to, princess.” Ser Aemond answered. You frowned at the animosity in his voice. “Why not?” You asked. Aemond clenched his jaw at your questions and intrigue upon his nephew. “Good night princess,” Aemond said as you were now before your chamber door. You frowned as he avoided your question but ultimately sighed and entered your room, knowing he would not answer it.

The following day, as you broke your fast, you found yourself humming the tune you heard the day before. Your mind reminding you of the invitation said that Jacaerys and his group were to perform once more that night. You chewed on your lip as there was a part of you that wanted to watch and escape again. You stared at your knight, who stood still at his post, wondering how to escape him.

Aemond gulped and urged himself not to waver as he felt your steady gaze upon him. He felt his knees grow weak with each passing moment you kept your brilliant eyes on his frame; he felt himself grow warm by the look of concentration on your pretty face. “Is there something you need, princess?” He finally asked. He watched you blink, plush lips parting before him, indecent thoughts plaguing his mind. “I…” You began. Watching as your sworn shield walked closer to you, his imposing demeanor enveloping you. You quite liked that about him— how petrifying he looked and acted, but with the year he was assigned to you, you saw through the cracks of his cold and hard armor, and it revealed softness and warmth. “Can you come with me to the city t—“ You could not even finish to word out your request as he was quick to shake his head. “No.” He said decisively. Aemond bit his tongue as a dejected look came to your eyes, and your lips formed the unconscious pout you always had when things did not go your way. “Please— I swear I’ll behave. I w—“ Aemond sighed and shook his head once more. “No. If your father ever heard about me sneaking you out of the castle— he will have my head.” He said, but you only disagreed. “He won’t! I swear of it!” You said, but your knight only scoffed and rolled his lone eye in disbelief.

“Please! I’ll give you whatever you desire if you take me to the city tonight,” You tried to bribe him. Aemond clenched his jaw as your eyes widened, begging him to agree. His mind, as well, did not miss the bribe you clearly uttered without shame. But he was more shameless, for he agreed. He felt his heart stutter as you beamed at him, bouncing in your seat in joy; his eye caught as your ample chest heaved when you did the action. His mind running with thoughts, his body turning alight. Aemond cleared his throat and returned to his post and willed himself to be rid of such disgraceful thoughts.

Aemond swallowed hard as he had his hand clasped around yours. Him guiding you through the crowded streets of your kingdom. “Your hood,” Aemond warned, pulling you closer to him. He reluctantly brought you back to the street, where you watched his nephew perform. He felt enraged over the fact that the only reason you wanted to leave the castle walls and rebelled against your father’s wishes was to see his bastard nephew perform. He placed you and himself behind the crowd. You urged him to go closer, but you were refused. “I have told you we will not engage with anyone.” He sternly warned.

You did not miss the animosity in his voice once again and how his scowl was deeper. The performance was starting, a folk song made by their group, but your attention was on the knight whose hold now traveled to your waist and held you close and tight to him. “Why are you angry?” You asked. His eye scanned around to see if there was danger. “I am not,” He answered. “You are,” you insisted. Aemond’s jaw clenched as he saw his nephew you spot you two, moving towards the princess in his grasp. You let out a sound surprise as your knight started to drag you through the streets once more, ignoring your call as he made furious steps that you could not quite match.

“Aemond!” You called, and he finally halted, pulling you towards a dark and narrow alley. “Why did you want to watch him? Why did you want to see Jacaerys again?” He asked furiously. You stared wide eyed as you had never seen such fury in his eye. “I…I,” you stuttered in slight fear. “You were willing to endanger yourself— willing to let your father grow angry with you once more, all for him? All for Jacaerys?” He seethed, and you started to see a familiar yet foreign emotion in him. “Are you jealous?” You dare ask. His face was so close to you that your breathing started to mix, and you could see clearly the scar that ran down the left side of his face. “No,” He said unconvincingly after a moment. You raised your brow, “You were fine escorting me out of the castle walls earlier… but once you learned that I wanted to watch their performance, you grew irritable… are you jealous, Ser Aemond?” You asked even though you knew the answer.

Aemond narrowed his eye at the speck of amusement in your orbs. His face threaded closer, and only now did he grow aware of how flushed your bodies were against each other. He felt his eye flash dangerously as he caught you licking your lips as you gazed at him with your innocent eyes. Your plush pink lips parted again, and the thoughts he tried hard to suppress and ignore were now the only thing on his mind. “You owe me something, princess,” He instead said, pushing his body closer to your frame that was backed up on the alley wall. “I have taken you to the city… now you must give me something that I desire.” You swallowed at the deep tone of his voice, at the dark look in his eye, and how he trapped you to your place with arms. “And… and what is that do you desire? Coin? Something valuable and pretty like jewels, perhaps?” You asked. You watched him smirk and lightly shake his head. “Oh… it is very valuable— overly pretty as well, but no, not jewels, princess.” He whispered. You feel your heart stutter, your breathing caught in your throat as his face inched closer. “Then… then what is that you want?” You asked. You watch him smirk, his hold on your waist growing tighter. “You.” You whimper as his lips pressed against yours. His lips were warm, punishing, and soft.

Aemond wanted to scream at himself— hinder himself, and declare himself mad for doing such actions. To kiss the princess that he had sworn an oath to protect. But as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer and deepening your kiss, he could not be bothered by his sensibilities. He could not be bothered by propriety as your lips danced against each other. Clinging and never wanting to part. “Oh, Aemond,” You called as you parted for air, but the knight would only let you take one breath before intertwining your lips again— to be lost in pleasure again. “Tell me you want me too,” Aemond almost begged as he parted your lips again. You gazed up at him, lilac eye hopeful and wanting. “I want you, A—“ You could not finish your sentence as he took hold of your hand again and started to pull you out of the alley.

Your mind was dazed as you followed him, as you let him take you wherever it was. It took you longer to realize that you were inside castle walls once more, nearing your bed chambers. He turned to you; his wanting eye filled with lust slowly started to be filled with uncertainty, but you shook your head. He had managed to stir something within you, a burn, a coil inside that made you grow crazed.

You pulled him to your chambers, “I did promise you that I’ll give you what you desired,” You whispered and stood to the tip of your toes to kiss his lips. Your hand searched for his and guided them to undo the laces of your gown. He called upon your name, uncertain as he reluctantly parted your lips, but you shook your head. “I want you.” You said. It was the truth; ever since he was made to be your sworn protector, you could not help but be attracted to him. Him and his handsome scowling face. Him and his cold and rough but gentle touch. Him and his unique platinum hair and alluring lilac eye.

You heard him groan, and you feared he would leave, but you smirked as he placed his lips against yours once more and started to undo the laces of your dress. “On the bed, now.” He ordered, and you obeyed quickly. You were now only dressed in your shift— sheer and light. You were positive he could see every single trace of your being.

You sat by the edge of the bed, anticipating what he was to do next. You blushed as he started to remove his clothing. “Have I ever told you how pretty you look when you blush?” He asked, and that only deepened the color in your cheeks, eliciting a chuckle from him. You feel your heartbeat spike as he walks closer to you, your knight now only dressed in his trousers—a prominent bulge in the middle called for your attention. You sighed as he kissed your lips again, his hand coming to take hold of yours, doing the same as you did, guiding your hand to rest upon the dent in his pants. “Do you feel what you do to me, princess?” He asked, his lips moving to kiss your neck, his hand guiding you to stroke his length. You could only let out a small moan in response.

You took in a harsh breath as Aemond moved you to lie down, anticipation coursing through your veins. “Are you certain?” He asked as his lips hung above yours; you nodded and met his thin lips to be lost in his sweet kisses. You whimper as his hand moves to cup your tit, giving it a firm squeeze, the bud growing taut upon his touch. His other hand stopped guiding yours as it moved to your thigh, him caressing the limb and teasing you with every boring touch.

“A—Aemond,” You called; you wanted more. He hummed and gazed upon your eyes. His right hand is palming your tit, and his left hand caressing your thigh. “Please,” was all you could say, but it was enough as you watched him sink to his knees. Hands are moving to part your legs, bringing more wetness to your cunt with every action he took. “Oh gods,” Aemond breathed as he was met with your cunt— needy and calling for his touch. He shoved away his hesitancy and fears and did what he knew he should have done long before— claim every single part of you. Ruin you for any man, prince, or king to come.

You cried out his name as his lips met with your cunt. Licking, sucking, and nibbling the sensitive skin. Bringing pleasure in all he did. “More,” You called, your hands losing themselves in his hair, finally gliding your fingers upon the silky strands. “Aemond, please— I need more,” You pleaded and whined as he ignored your call, simply continuing his torment on your needing bud and his teasing fingers upon your entrance. “Beg harder, princess.” He hummed, smirking at your cunt as you shamelessly did what he said.

“Please Aemond… I want you— I need you to-to fuck me. Claim my maidenhead; I’m all yours.” Aemond turned rigged upon your words— searing pleasure enveloped him upon your words. He had never heard you so foul, so lewd— so desperate. And it was all for him. You feel your heartbeat stop as he finally moves atop you. You gasped as he ripped away your shift, leaving you bare and perfectly positioned for him to take you. You feel your eyes water as his length, thick and long, starts to break its way through. Aemond closed his eyes tightly at how you felt. You were so tight and warm; the pleasure you provided was almost painful— completely overwhelming him. “Just a little more… you’ll be a good princess and take all of me, yes?” He murmured against your neck, feeling as the tears glide down your eyes. You could only nod and hope the pain would be quick to turn into pleasure.

“So fucking tight—so pure… all for me to ruin,” He growled as his length was finally fully sheathed inside you, finally feeling every single inch of your body. Your breathing turned labor as he thrust slowly, the pain finally turning to the blinding pleasure you sought. Aemond let out an amused breath as he watched you roll your eyes back in complete pleasure; your bite on your lips was so harsh that Aemond feared you would draw blood. “Does my princess like that, hm? Do you like being fucked like a common whore?” He gritted through his own pleasures. Your moans were answer enough. “Louder— let the entire kingdom hear how your knight pleasures you,” Aemond smirked as you still did what he said; neither cared about being found. In reality, he would prefer it, for it will bind him to you.

“Aemond— oh gods, I…I,” you could not find your words as you felt your insides painfully coil, wanting something you were not quite certain of. Aemond hummed and moved his thumb to draw circles upon your nubbin, letting the coil grow tighter. You writing against him, desperate for something you have no words for. “Are you to come, my princess? Are you to come by the pleasure of my hands and cock?” Aemond asked and smirked as you lost yourself, as you could only comprehend his pleasurable actions. He let out a groan as you clenched around him, painfully and pleasurably so. Your knight is on the verge of release as well. His rhythmic and savoring trusts turned sloppy and desperate. “Come and scream my name, princess.” He ordered with one long final thrust of his cock and flick of his thumb. You coming undone by his touch. His groans mixed with yours, neither of you weary as his seed filled your cunt.

He collapsed atop you as both of you came down from the highs of your release. Five words leaving his lips, an oath that he will keep for the rest of his life. “You’re all mine now, princess.”

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thatswhywelovegermany · 2 months

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Australian travels to Cologne to watch a hole in a ceiling

A man from Australia traveled to the German city of Cologne to sightsee a hole in the ceiling of an underground station caused by an incident in 2017 that has become a worldwide meme.

During the carnival celebrations, Cologne turns into a state of exception with people walking around in the weirdest imaginable costumes. A man dressed up as Jesus Christ is nothing special, but if he carries a giant cross, he may turn some heads.

In 2017, a man dressed up as Jesus Christ became famous as he traveled up the escalator of the underground at Cologne Central / Cathedral station, crashing his giant cross into the ceiling. He managed to pull the cross free, but it had pierced a hole into the ceiling. The incident was filmed and uploaded to Youtube where it had gained at least 16 million views as of now (the original video has been deleted).

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Meanwhile, the hilarious scene must have made it all the way to Australia. A man known on Reddit as towerbooks3192 was haunted so much by this meme that he said to his girlfriend that he wanted to do a pilgrimage to this very site, particularly after he heard rumors that the hole still exists. His girlfriend then surprised him with tickets for the journey. The man said on his Reddit post that it was the happiest day of his life.

Indeed, he is apparently not the only one to take a pilgrimage to the holy hole in the ceiling. Frequntly, people are seen taking pictures of the section of the ceiling that includes the hole. Maybe this is the reason why the city of Cologne (or the local public transport company) has not repaired the hole yet, although it must be said that the city has many more tourist attractions making it worth a journey and stay for several days.

#improbable news from germany

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paradisedumpling · 2 months

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Valentine's Carnival

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TROPE: non-idol!minji x non-idol!reader; slice of life; established relationship; fluff

SYNOPSIS: your friends, you and your girlfriend decide to attend a festival on Valentine's Day to celebrate love!!

CONTENT WARNING: one joke about dying but it's nothing serious dw; other than that it's all fluff 😊

A/N: my late valentines special 😅, love y'all 🫶

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You silently watched from afar as Hanni tried to win a plushie for Danielle on a shooting booth in the festival you guys were. The problem is, she has terrible aim and is missing all the shots. But she's determined to win a plushie for her girlfriend no matter what. That must probably be her fourth time trying. Danielle had tried getting her to stop spending so much money on that booth and go to another easier one, but Hanni was set on getting a big plushie for Danielle.

"I'm back, baby!" A voice suddenly speaking at your side made you turn away from the sight of your friend's struggle. "They didn't have the all sausage ones so I just got us a mozzarella cheese one and a mixed one, hope you don't mind." You smiled gratefully as Minji handed you a corn dog and a red slushie you assumed was strawberry because she knows it's your favorite. "Is she still going at that?" She asked looking away from you and you once again turned your attention to Hanni, who was once again paying for another round. "She's gonna waste all of her money on that and I'm not lending her money this time." You giggled and turned to look at your girlfriend as she took a bite of her food.

You, Minji, Hanni and Danielle were on a double date at a festival your city's biggest university was throwing for Valentine's Day. You had gotten there a few hours ago, enjoying the rides and booths before you and Minji got hungry, deciding to buy something for the two of you while you four rested a bit. And while Minji went to grab your food and you waited for her, Hanni got sight of a big plushie she knew Danielle would love and dragged her girlfriend there in promise of gaining her a plushie with her 'skills'.

"Should we go help?" You asked, bitting down on your own corn dog and humming at the tasty flavor. "This is like her fifth round now." Minji winced at the new information.

"We probably should. There's still a few hours until the end of the festival and many places I wanna go." You nodded and you two slowly made your way towards your friends, standing by Danielle's side as the three of you watched the concentration and frustration on Hanni's face.

"Please get her to drop this after this turn." Danielle whispered to you two, clutching Hanni's wallet on her hands in slight fear of her girlfriend spending all of her money on that booth.

"Oh, come on!" Hanni groaned frustrated as she missed again. "This thing is all wrong." She mutered under her breathe, closing one eye to aim and prepare to shoot again.

"Hanni–"

"Don't distract me, Minji." You could only hopelessly watch as Hanni missed the target, groaning loudly when she saw her munition had ended and she didn't get the plushie she wanted.

"Come on, Hanni. Let's go somewhere else." Danielle nervously pleaded, trying to drag the girl away from the booth.

It took Minji chomping down her food quickly and practically dragging Hanni away from there on her shoulders to stop the vietnamese to spend her money yet again on that booth. But once you finally got far enough from there, Hanni got distracted with a small rollercoaster you hadn't tried on yet.

"I'm not going." You told Minji before she even had a chance to turn to you with her bear cub eyes, wiping your already sweaty hands on your clothes as the screams of the people riding the rollercoaster made your heart drop.

"Come on, baby!" Minji took one of your hands and held tightly, gently coaxing you to follow after your two friends that were already on their way to the waiting line. "You're going to be okay." She whispered in your ears, bringing you in a comforting hug as you took deep breaths to calm yourself down.

"If I die my inheritance will goes to our son." You mumbled on her shoulders, the genuine laugh she let out making you relax further.

"You won't die but your insistence on calling your dog our son is lovely, baby." You pulled back with a gasp, playfully slapping her shoulders and looking back to your friends to motion to Minji with incredulity, Danielle and Hanni's faces matching your bewildered expression. "What? He's a dog!"

"He's our son! You were there when he was born!" You clutched your chest with fake hurt, momentarily distracted as you barely noticed the line moving and the four of you getting closer and closer to your turn on the ride.

"We didn't even know each other when you got him–"

"Nonsense!" You waved your hands around to shush her. You were about to speak again when a worker called for the next people in line and you froze, holding Minji's arm so hard you were worried she might get hurt. "Baby, please I love you so much don't do this to me–"

"Let's go, girls!" Danielle's excited yell cut your desperate ramble, and you found yourself feeling hopeless as Minji dragged you to sit on the rocket shaped cars.

"This is so cool!" You heard Hanni say, watching as she gave a quick peck to Danielle's cheek as the couple was sitting in front of you and your girlfriend.

"It's just a little roller coaster, baby." Minji held your chin, gently moving your face to look at her and giggling at your fear filled eyes. "But don't worry, just hold on tight, I'll protect you."

"Don't pull an aespa on me, Min." You yelped as the train began moving, bringing you further and further away from safety. "But thank you, I love you."

"I love you too, honey." She wrapped one arm around your shoulders, holding one of your hands with the other as you began ascending for the drop.

Danielle already had both hands up, screaming even if you hadn't reached the drop yet. Hanni was looking between her girlfriend and you and Minji with a playful smile, but the grip she had on the safety bars gave away the fear she was beginning to feel. And although you couldn't see Minji's face, her tight and warm embrace gave you enough comfort to still kept your eyes open.

But that was until you reached the highest point, the cars wheels creaking as they slowed down. There was a slight millisecond were you felt weightless and numb as you dropped down, until everything hit you as the train quickly picked speed and you were suddenly zooming on the roller coaster route.

"MINJI!!" The scream left your mouth at the same time your girlfriend's joyful laughs did, and all you could do was cling to her body for dear life.

The rest of the ride was spent with you with your eyes shut tight and Minji alternating between laughing by herself and telling you comforting words.

The moment you left the roller coaster though, you shoved most of the money you had on your wallet on Hanni's hand and ushered your friends to the first prized booth that had big plushies. "Win something for Dani and leave me away from any of those things for rest of the night please." You gave both of them an encouraging smile, before turning around with Minji's hand still tightly held onto yours. "Okay, love you two, bye!"

"I wanted to get you some plushie with that money too." You kissed the pout away from Minji's lips, pulling her aside to a slight emptier space to wrap your hands around her shoulders and lean closer.

"You know you don't need to, baby love." You whispered against her lips, pecking them again and again until she began giggling.

"It's valentine's day, though." She mumbled, more playful than anything, pulling you closer by the waist. "You deserve it."

"You got me three bouquets today, Min. I think it's quite alright if I don't get a plushie." The proud smirk she gave you prompted you to kiss her again, humming satisfied against her lips. "Besides, our anniversary is in a few months. You can get me one for it."

"I still want to give you something special to end the day, though." Your girlfriend gave you one last kiss before guiding you to your last destination, smiling brightly as she turned to you. "Can't end the day without going to the ferris wheel."

"You're so cheesy." You giggled, pressing a quick kiss on her cheek. "That's why I love you."

Contrary to the roller coaster just minutes before, the ascend of the ferris wheel was calmer and didn't terrify you like the other ride. It was quite beautiful too.

The view you had of the campus lights brought the peace you needed as you dropped your head on Minji's shoulder. The carnival bellow you became nothing but a far buzz of colors and happy conversations you couldn't understand, somehow serving as white noise as your body comfortably melted against your girlfriend's.

"Happy Valentines day, Minji."

"Happy Valentines day, baby."

A long hug, a deep kiss, and a quick photo to register the gorgeous scenery sealed a promise to an ever lasting love you shared with your girlfriend Minji, marking this one of many Valentine Days full of love to come in your lives.

When you finally left the carnival, was sharing a heart shaped cottin candy with Minji as you both watched your friends love and happiness in front of you, Danielle carrying a big dog plushie Hanni finally won for her girlfriend. Valentines day is full of gift sharing, but it's core will always be sharing love with the ones you loved. And at that moment, you couldn't feel anything else but the overwhelming love surrounding you.

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a/n: an especial thanks to the person that made me a playlist you're an angel 🫶

thank you for reading!! <3

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Growing up gay and closeted in pre-WWII New York, Bucky's favourite Jewish holiday was always Purim.

Yes, he loved it for the Megillat Esther reading, dressing up with his sisters, and for the air of celebration in the city. More significantly, though, he loved that on Purim he had the freedom to express himself in a way he couldn't safely do in public the rest of the year.

Purim was a source of freedom and affirmation for him, especially as he grew older and became more aware of what was at stake for him, and-more importantly to him-his family, if he were to be discovered.

In the present, Bucky loves Purim even more; and now he can be open about why.

He loves planning his costumes months ahead, loves attending Purim spiels and carnivals, loves how it's as though all Jews in New York come together in the streets and the synagogues to celebrate.

He especially loves how many queer Jews—and even Jewish spaces themselves—have openly come to embrace Purim as a celebration of queer Jewish expression in easy coexistence with traditional observance of the holiday.

#Jewish Holiday Writings - Purim #marvel #mcu #jewish bucky #jewish bucky barnes #jewish!bucky #jewish!bucky barnes #bucky barnes #james bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #bucky #purim

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sovietpostcards · 8 months

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Did the USSR have circuses or carnivals of any sort? (what about modern Russia?)

Carnivals - not really, but the circus - hard yes, it was very popular in the USSR. Every big city had a circus with clowns, acrobats, and animals.

Some circus personalities were huge celebrities, for example:

Karandash (Mikhail Rumyanov) and his terrier Klyaksa [ink blotch] / Yuri Nikulin

Oleg Popov / Yuri Kuklachyov and his cats

Leonid Yengibarov / Vyacheslav Polunin

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dreamwritersworld · 1 year

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I could fall in love! (? 🤫 x reader)

This is a new story! There will be a love interest 🤭 I hope you enjoy it for now! This will have music incorporated in it!

Y/n was a breath of fresh air to her people, she moved the water gracefully, and held herself to great standards. But because of her gift from Eywa, she was the most searched for. She is the person that parents would tell their children about, ‘a myth’, not real unless you are within the clan.

Y/n’s parents were Tonowari and Ronal, clan leaders of Awa’atlu. Y/n’s arrival caused the clan to celebrate and create a cultural of dance and music, seeing as the little girl moved her body with the water and enjoyed it all.

Until. She was taken away as a young child…into the deep reef, the unknown part of the sea, for her gift. They lived so deep, no one could get her because of how much water pressure was down there. She adapted to a new life style, never forgetting her home, and being put to work endlessly. Y/n was only a kid. She was kept in a beautiful village…it did not come without a price, she was never able to experience any other areas of the world, not allowed to return home. Afraid the girl who held the city down, would be taken from their arms too …the same way they had stole her from the Metkayina people.

It was said if you listened close enough and were above the village, Y/n’s cries could be heard from the bottom of the seas, where her heart laid…broken. The clan was devastated when Y/n was kidnapped, they continued their once in a year celebration carnival, in honor of her. She had won the people’s heart at a young age, she was meant to be their future.

So Eywa granted y/n another chance, a way out. Y/n was fast and stronger than anyone in the underwater city she lived in, so the one time the people decided not to drain Y/n of her powers, she took the chance and swam faster than she ever did rushing and had the help of the ocean find her way home. When she did arrive back home, she was in deep pain, fighting for her life, and asking for the Tsahik’s supplies in order to heal her own body. She could heal her own wounds far better than any Tsahik could, her hands held great power. Once healed she was greeted properly by her clan and once again reunited with her family.

However Y/n’s past was so dark, she didn’t ever like talking about it, so when she was asked she would freeze up and say “I-I was young and I will not discuss it, as it wasn’t my best days. I would not like you to see me in that light. Please accept my wishes.” She only ever told her family the ‘on the surface areas’, “I was kidnapped and overworked. I left once Eywa heard my prayers to her, begging for a way back home.” She was so affected the only way she knew how to process it all was remaining strong and having a smile on her face. Being the first in line as a leader for the clan was a lot of pressure yes, but being that and the way of the ocean was more difficult. Everyone counted on Y/n to keep their ocean safe, Y/n promised her life to the clan.

There was a place with another clan where Y/n was sworn to be safe, she had to make a long difficult trip for. This trip was meant for the Tsahik to learn and show their work, however her mother was pregnant and is in risk of traveling. Before leaving for almost a month she recited the words she had said to her clan when she was only 9.…”I promise my life to the clan and swear to never let any threat graze against this island and my people.” Just because she left to put her part in the clan doesn’t mean they were happy she was leaving for awhile, even with the stronger warriors by her side nothing will ease the fear of losing their future leader again.

Until she arrived just above the surface, smiles appeared on the people’s faces as she returns back to her island safe and sound. This is the longest they have gone without her…

I arrive on the island sending a wave and a smile. They don’t deserve to have anything less than a happy face just because they don’t know how draining the trip was, doesn’t mean they should feel my discomfort.

“My daughter has returned!” I smile at them as I approach my father, sending respectful greetings to them before embracing them and my siblings a hug. “Sister! You must meet-“ I laughed at how excited Tsireya was until her sentence came to an abrupt stop as we hear singing in the crowd, coming closer.

(begin playing song)

“Ah,ah ah,”

Oh please no, not in front of everyone. I try ignoring the singing coming closer “Meet who-“ suddenly I was now put to a stop as I feel my mom hands hold my arm and sending a smile with a look I know too well, telling me to listen. This is going to be awkward.

That’s when he came out the crowd, only creating more suspicions that we are promised to each other.

“Look at her shining.”

Ahh it’s happening, he’s coming out the crowd…please.

“Now the ocean is smiling cause our baby’s home.

Can you feel what I feel?”

I send comforting smiles to the crowd as i try to remind calm from all the nervousness he is sending me, and not in a good way.

“Our precious Y/n has returned! I’ll be the first to say welcome back. Oh, welcome back!”

I smiled and go to shake his hand respectfully

“Thank you-“

oh he’s not done..?

“I said, welcome, w-w-welcome back, w-w-welcome back!”

I quickly let go of his hand once the song is over and try to brush over the gesture once again.

“Thank you Imrik! I appreciate the gesture from you and the clan!” I turn to the clan “thank you again my people! You may enjoy the rest of your day!” I turn to my family sharing a knowingly with Tsireya. “I know you’re excited to tell me sister and I can assure you I will return to you, so you can finish your sentence but please can I slip away for a moment to freshen up? It’s been a long trip and eclipse is almost coming.” She gives a bright smile and agrees with my request saying maybe tomorrow I will have time. I sure hope so…

I freshman up and quickly go to rest, after checking with my parents if everything is alright and if anything is needed.

…That rest was everything I needed before I was up early to help around in the morning. “Sister I know mother and father haven’t had any time allow you to meet the ou-“ she was cut off again by my mother and one of the clan members requesting me from afar. “Sister I am so sorry perhaps we can continue this another day? I’ve just been so busy, whoever it is I can assure you I will meet them as soon as possible! You have my word.” I send a reassuring smile and quickly turn away to do what was needed of me. It continued like that for the next day…unbeknownst to Y/n, Tuk who Y/n was supposed to already know about and meet were was her from afar excited to meet the girl Tsireya has spoke highly about.

Tuk had just finished off making a shell necklace, still stuck in her head ‘She’s like a…a dream? She’s so pretty! This is taking too long I think I’ll just walk up to her! The warrior ocean…what’s the word dad said? p-…princess! ’

So it was decided she was going to walk up to Y/n, lying to her siblings about her going to hang with the other kids …well technically not really lying..? “Hi! I am Tuk” Y/n turns surprised, looking at the girl who’s family she had been excited to finally meet! “I-Hello Tuk, how are you? I have been wanting to greet you and your family for so long! I am so sorry I never got the chance to approach you first.” Tuk smiled at the girl who was before her “It’s ok! What are you doing?” Y/n rushes with excitement ready to tell the sweet girl in front of her how festival carnival worked for the Metkayina people. “I am helping for the festival approaching I-“ Tuk jumps with excitement “what’s that!” Y/n laughs at the joy of the little girl “Well festival Carnaval was first created to celebrate my arrival! You see yawntutsyip, (darling,little loved one) I can move the ocean and I always danced with it as a child. The Metkayina people do the festival every year once our brothers and sisters, the Tulkan’s come to visit. The clan invited them to the party since I grew very close with the animals! Now festival carnival is what I call ‘Celebration of life’” Tuk looked at Y/n with pure joy with questions springing out of her.

“Can you teach me a small dance? I want to dance in the crowd while the people sing!” To this I smile and agree. We spent a few minutes on dancing while I hum the music for Tuk to follow to. “You’re a quick learner Tuk! That’s just one of our dances, we have a few! We do it for the next two nights! How about I teach you one of the lyrics?” Tuk immediately nods her head “Please! I want to be able to sing along your voice!” I laugh at her cuteness. “Definitely! Theres a part by myself for the song on first night, you can sing right along side the people and I will be sure to show you off while you sing! The lyric is ‘never alone cause this is our home, magic can happen for real in rio.’ I have to get back to work but as long as you got that down beautiful, you will do great!” Tuk smiles and recited her words while Y/n calls for Tsireya to bring Tuk back home.

“You have met Tuk! Cute isn’t she?” I smile to this looking at the sweet girl who was so happy to be included. “Definitely! She’s perfect, In my eyes she is one of the people! May you please take her home safely while I finish stuff up before eclipse?” Tsireya agrees. However on the walk home she couldn’t help but giggle at how highly Tuk had also talked about Y/n. “She’s just like you! Sworn in from Eywa herself! So pretty! It’s unreal! You guys are like the ocean’s princesses!” After saying her goodbyes to Tsireya, Tuk entered with a proud walk, heading to her brother Neteyam and her mother Neytiri to tell them about the older sister Y/n!

Tsireya returned home to tell Y/n of the sweet girls words, telling y/n the family’s background, how she had a slight liking to one of the boys names Lo’ak, how the children were having trouble settling with Ao’nung and his friends terrorizing the siblings.

“How dare Ao’nung show any sign of disrespect to good people? They’re clearly earning their spot in the clan. Mmh how about we bring them into dance with us during the song tomorrow? Singing and dancing with them will show unity and respect, the clan will see what we see.” Tsireya’s smile rises enjoying the idea of dancing with the new family. “So be it, we will invite the family to dance alongside us and our family!” Festival Carnaval will be tomorrow…

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The tale of two cities according to Heiko and Stephi - Part 459

Today, like every year during this time, we write about the "fifth season" of Cologne, which is one of the biggest differences between our hometowns.

It's carnival and this means that Cologne is in a state of exception. The whole city celebrates and you can see costumed people everywhere. There are carnival parties in bars and carnival parades at the streets. There is even a carnival worship service. Reserving tickets for it is necessary, otherwise the church would be overrun by people. The first photo shows the decoration of the St Agnes Church in Cologne during carnival. There's so much more to tell about carnival in Cologne, and if you are interested, I recommend reading the carnival posts Heiko wrote in the last years.

In Munich it is all very different. First of all, here it is called "Fasching" instead of "Karneval". And secondly, it is not a big thing here. There are private parties, some parties in bars and some very small carnival parades as well, but not many people really celebrate it here, and I'm not one of these few, so there's not much to tell about Fasching in Munich. The second photo shows the decoration at Karlstor in Munich at "Weiberfasching" (in Cologne it's called "Weiberfastnacht") and as you can see, no one wears a costume.

BTW, there's a fun tradition in Germany during Weiberfastnacht: women cut off the neck-ties of men on this day. A few years ago we made an extra post about this tradition.

Usually, Carnival is Heikos topic to write about, while mine is Oktoberfest which is our fifth season in Munich.

Writing about something important for Cologne and Heiko while not having any real idea about it, was a bit of pressure. I'm grateful that Heiko gave me some info about the carnival worship service, so that I had at least a little bit to write about.

Is carnival a big thing in the area you live in? And do you like to celebrate carnival?

#photographers on tumblr #original photographers #cologne #munich #carnival

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Come Closer

Pairing: Military! Yelena Belova x Fem! Nurse! Reader

Summary: After returning from deployment, Yelena’s closest friend, Kate convinces her to join her on vacation in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, where she finally talks to somebody she’s seen a few times before.

AC: Yes, I am biased towards Rio, let me have this one!! & This is lightly inspired by the song, Come Close by Omah Lay. Enjoy x

The loud sound of samba music filled the city of Rio de Janeiro as the public came together as one to celebrate the popular and color event of carnival. Kate Bishop, Yelena's best friend dragged the blonde on vacation in hopes it would cheer up the soldier after a rough few months away from deployment.

"Are you sure you're not coming?" Kate asked with an almost disappointed pout. Her friend looked up from her phone and nodded, "yeah, I don't think the large crowd will be good for me. I'm just going to take a walk along the beach and grab a drink at a bar, but you have fun" Yelena smiled, seeing the disappointment in Kate's eyes.

"Carnival is one of the biggest events here, you can't miss it!" Kate tried to convince the young blonde, "there will be plenty of things to keep you distracted! Music, dancing, the parade, drinks!" she added. Yelena chuckled kindly at the gesture of her friend's enthusiasm about the popular carnival, "I'm sure, besides, I just got rid of a headache so I think some fresh, ocean air will do me some good" Yelena assured the brunette, "but I will walk with you to the taxi" Yelena added as she stood from the hotel room sofa.

"I'll wait for you" Kate smiled in reply.

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Yelena walked Kate to her taxi before making her way to the famous, Copacabana beach. The night was lit up by streetlights along with passing cars, restaurants and cafes that were open till late for the week. The sound of the waves crashing against the shoreline brought a calmness to Yelena as she wandered along the path, admiring the sights of Rio as she passed by many carnival goers.

Colorful lights could be seen from a distance as the famous carnival made its presence known with the loud music washing through the city. A smile tugged at Yelena's lips when she realized how free the people of Rio were during this time, how happy and excited everybody was made her appreciate her time here just a little more. After a while, Yelena stopped at and made herself comfortable at one of the beach bars.

"What can I get you?" you asked the blonde with a soft, welcoming smile. Yelena's eyes slightly shot open at the sight of you, she smiled lightly and replied, "two shots of vodka, please".

"You know, you're the only person I've seen tonight that isn't dressed up for carnival" you spoke as you poured two shot glasses of vodka. Yelena chuckled, "Yeah, I don't think it's really my scene right now" she replied with a pause, "I just got back from deployment" she added after a few short moments of silence before downing her first shot.

"Well, in that case, here, it's on the house" you smiled softly and poured her a third shot and slid it over to her. The blonde looked familiar to you but you couldn't quite put your finger on it, her beautiful green eyes were filled with worry and sadness, a look you'd seen one too many times before. Yelena downed her second shot before letting out a light sigh when some of the street goers let off illegal fireworks.

Gently, you placed a hand over the hand Yelena had resting on the bar, "it's okay" you spoke softly as your thumb stroked over her soft skin. She looked up at you and nodded ever so lightly as she tried to drain out the few moments of loud banging. Once the fireworks were over, you looked up at the time. You only had 5 minutes left of your shirt before somebody would come and take over your spot.

"Do you want to go somewhere a bit quieter?" you asked the young soldier.

Yelena downed the third shot and shook her head, "it's okay, I'll be okay but thank you. You're working and I don't want to bother you" she replied.

"I wouldn't offer if I thought you would bother me" you smiled softly. There was a moment of silence between the two of you before you spoke once more, "I'm a nurse for the military".

The information made Yelena tilt her head slightly, "that's where I have seen you" she spoke, "you saved one of my buddies life" she added. Suddenly the memory of when you first laid eyes on her came back to you. "Yelena, right?" you smiled softly, she nodded, "I never caught your name that day" she replied.

"Yelena, you were distressed which is very understandable! How is Oksana?"

"She's great, she got married and has adopted a baby girl. She lives out on a farm now"

A smile formed on your lips at the news of one of the many soldiers you'd saved, "I'm really glad to hear that. Most times, we just patch you all up and maybe we'll see you again and other times we never hear about you again, so, it's really nice to know she's doing well" you explained.

Right on time, your co-worker entered the small street bar and gave you a pat on the back to give the good to go. You took off your work apron and placed it on the door behind the door before you turned to look at Yelena again. Her eyes widened as she took in your figure, under your apron you wore a very colorful outfit for the special occasion. A long skirt that had 4 main colors along with a very tropical print. Orange, yellow, pink and green that was covered with a floral design. Your top was orange and matched the skirts floral design.

"So, what's your plans for the evening?" you asked Yelena, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"I was just going to have a couple more drinks and head back to my hotel room and wait for my friend to come back" she replied with honesty. You shook your head, "come on, you're in Rio! The party city, come on, you're with me tonight" you smiled before walking out from behind the bar. Yelena saw she didn't have much choice and stood up from her stool, although she was very interested in where you'd be taking her.

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You took Yelena to a place that had an amazing view of the city, away from the crowds and far enough for the loud music and sounds of carnival to be faded to a distance but the gentle samba music of street festivals traveled up the hill to remind you both that you weren't alone. "So, if you're a nurse, why do you bar tend?" Yelena asked, breaking the shortly lived silence between the two of you.

"It's something different, I've travelled to many different places to just be a bartender, I love meeting all types of people and hearing their stories. You'd be surprised what you get told as a bartender" you chuckled, "After the things we see, it's hard to find something that takes your mind off it" you added.

"You find that bartending takes your mind off it all?" Yelena questioned.

"Yeah, I mean, with times like this, carnival, everybody is happy and excited. It's refreshing to come home from where we go to a place like this. You're not thinking about what you saw or heard, you're in the moment here. I'm a bartender here, at home, I am nurse of war." You explained. Another moment of silence was shared, it wasn't awkward but more comforting.

"You're right, it is nice here. Maybe I have been a little closed off to the idea of letting myself have fun" Yelena spoke, her eyes dropping to her feet. "Start now" you stood from the bench with your hand reaching for Yelena to take. She looked up at you, her eyes traveling from your feet to your eyes, taking in the beauty that stood before her but with regret, she shook her head.

"Why not?" you asked.

"I don't want to hurt you" Yelena admitted, "everything beautiful I see somehow turns to darkness" she adds. You kneeled down in front of her, looking into her eyes, "you're living inside of your head" you replied, "try living in the moment. Look around you, there's no danger, you can't hurt me" you add.

Yelena took a moment to let your words process as she looked at her surroundings, she'd been so closed off that she began to believe what she saw when away was something that would follow her even when she was in the comfort of her own home. You could see she was thinking, thinking too much at that. Gently, you brushed a lock of her blonde hair behind her ear, "trust me, it's okay" you spoke softly, breaking her train of thought before you carefully took her hands into yours and pulled her up from the bench.

She smiled so softly that if you blinked, you would've missed it. You guided her hands to your hips when you heard the street festival music getting slightly louder. Yelena looked into your eyes, "just go with it" you whispered before you led her into dance. Moving your body along with hers, you soon felt her relax and move more freely with you and eventually, she smiled. Her eyes sparkled with the streetlights as she pulled you closer to her, she felt confidence and for the first time tonight, you saw she had no worries in the world.

The two of you simply just danced as the street parade passed by and faded into a distant sound when Yelena stopped her movements and lost herself in your eyes. "Thank you" she spoke, breaking the silence between you both.

"You're welcome" you smiled softly.

#yelena belova #fanfiction #marvel #yelena belova x reader #military! yelena #black widow

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