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certified-sloth · 11 months

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Hey!! I was wondering if u could do headcanons with all the boys (especially Lucifer and Diovolo🥰) with an S/O who’s parents got divorced when they were super hound but still get saddened by it? Their S/O sometimes thinks that it’s because of them too.

U don’t have to do this if it makes u uncomfortable tho! Have a great day/night (love your work btw)!😊😊😊

Why did it take so long for me to finally finish this TT

Thank you! Have a great day/night for you, too ^^

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Lucifer

To say the least, he definitely knew about your parents divorced through your paper when they were picking out an exchange student

He tries to avoid talking about your parents. He really does, but he can't help but falter whenever you have that sad look

For example— you walk into his office while he was working away the neverending pile of paperwork

And you just smile at him and accompany him in silence

Lucifer would look up from his work every now and then to see you spacing out

"You really do look like you have something to tell me." Is what he points out to snap you back to reality

"...please don't be mad."

"Why would I be?"

"I just... wonder, you know- you and your brothers had God as your dad, right? Did you ever have a mother?"

Well, he doesn't really know about that. He simply existed to play his part as an angel back then

"What is this about?"

When you refuse to answer, is when he stops his work completely, puts his pen down, and sits beside you

It was his way of telling you that you had his full attention

"Did you remember your parents?"

It was a wild guess, but Lucifer is very observant

The eldest had a habit of noticing even the smallest things that it's very easy to read people like a book

Upon the mention of your parents, you simply lay your head on his shoulder, smiling almost bitterly

"I can't really forget, no, I'm just... sometimes, I wonder if it was my fault that they divorced."

"No, whatever happened, it was never your fault. You were a child, you knew no better."

The mighty avatar of pride held you close

Instead of letting it get to your head, he answered your former question

It ended up with him telling you stories of back in the celestial realm

He admitted that even without a proper, physical parent like humans do, it was a little lonely

The avatar of pride admits things he never normally does, and all of that was just to help you feel better

If it helps, he'll take you out somewhere nice or anywhere you want

He'll be willing to play both roles of a parental figure if it makes you feel any better

Mammon

He's just... There

I like to think he gives great hugs

So whenever you have a flashback about your parents and you blank out while he tells you details of his schemes, he just stops talking and pulls you into a hug

He didn't really know what got you spacing out this time, but it wasn't the first

But he does know how to comfort you

No matter how scummy his brothers call him, he's the next person to look for comfort from aside from Beel

"you scared me for a second there, spacin' out like that..."

He tries to keep up his act of being reluctant, but he really was worried for you

"Do you... Ever feel like it's your fault that people drift away from each other?"

He'd flinch at that

He'd sputter in slight panic, but when you hold onto him closer—when you hold him so desperately...

He just... Freezes, and all train of thought is out of the window

"I feel like... I feel like I was responsible for what happened to my parents—"

"stop that."

He won't let you finish, he'd stop you

He doesn't mean for you to misunderstand, he just hates it that you're guilty for something you couldn't control

"I don't get it with you humans, if it don't work then, there's no point! But don't put yer kid in a position where they gotta be the one guilty?"

Is what he rants, but in the end he just scoops you up in his arms

He has like... A few grimm to spare from his modeling gig

...do you want anything? He'll buy it for you

Leviathan

To Levi, he only knows a decent amount of why divorce happens through anime

He was an angel once, he wasn't created the way humans do

So, for him... he didn't really know how to console you

Especially now that you and him are practically a thing, he'd feel how envious you were whenever you see a family so happy...

Unlike your family, who was broken for a long time

Sometimes, he thought that the reason you desperately tried to fix his relationship with his brothers

Was because you couldn't fix your own

He'd notice how sad you look whenever you have an anime marathon with him about family

And whenever it happens, he'll silently scoot closer and hesitantly hold you

He's clumsy with affection and comfort

He doesn't know what to do but follow how fictional people do it

He can't even say any generic words that he listened to before

It makes him sound so fake when that's the last thing he'd want to do to you at a time like this

He ends up listening to you and nervously rubs your arm with his thumb lightly in comfort

And if you don't want to talk about it—

Both of you just stay there in silence

Just holding each other like it was the end of the world or something

"Not the day?"

Is what he asks, and if you nod in confirmation

He'll push through and hold you tighter in an attempt of security

It was a reminder that he was going to be there for you for a long time

"Ok... let's stop watching for today."

Satan

Of course, divorced parents come with trauma and other issues /lh

So, he practically notices these little quirks of yours

He already took notice of them the first time you came to the Devildom

It made him curious, but he didn’t pry, and frankly, he didn't really care that much at first

But as time grew by, he just happens to take more care with you and topics about family

He's careful of the topics you two talk about, but not too careful to the point that it'll make you misunderstand his intentions in a bad way

He just didn't want to make it uncomfortable for you.

If given the chance, he'd likely take you to places where you could heal your inner child when you didn't have the time due to how your parents divorcing had occupied your mind for all those years

If you're comfortable enough, he'll read out wholesome family stories for you until you fall asleep

And if it ever crosses your mind that you and him would end up separated like your parents did...

He won't promise you emptily, no

He'll take you in his arms, telling you that it'll work out somehow

He won't promise with words, he'll live up to you each day to make sure the worst never comes

Because truth be told, he's just as afraid of separation as you are.

Asmodeus

Asmo never had to worry in all honesty

But sometimes, he'd see you in places that Belphie usually frequents

Either the attic, or the planetarium...

You mostly slip away from crowded areas, moving to places that give you a slither of comforting silence.

"Darling? Why are you out in the cold?"

Is what he'd ask you, approaching you and carefully putting his scarf around you as you looked up at the stars from the Planetarium

"Have you ever had that one place you run to whenever you feel the need to run away?"

When you don't receive on answer from him, you look away from the stars and hug your knees closer to your chest

"My parents aren't together anymore, but I think they gave me this awful habit of slipping away whenever things got overwhelming."

"But there isn't anything wrong with that?"

He doesn't understand why there should be anything wrong with avoiding overwhelming situations, he thinks it's a way of self-care

"I mean the overwhelmingly loud arguments... Back when I was younger, I'd slip away when things progressively get worse."

It was like a coping mechanism, when the brothers argue, it reminds you of the old times you had to slip away to protect yourself

Even if it wasn't directly about you

"Oh honey..."

Asmo would wrap his arms around you and you stay like that as he keeps you company

Or if you're not fond of skinship, he'd sit beside you, also hugging his knees against his chest as he watches the stars with you

Both of you silently sat there most of the time but he makes sure you're alright, telling you things that he know would brighten up the mood

Beelzebub

He doesn't know

He probably finds out later when you're comfortable enough to tell him though

It happens on your late-night kitchen journeys

He'll stop eating for a moment, a bit upset that he can't hold you immediately with how greasy his hands were from the food

I like to think he's conscious of touching you while he's eating, so he takes a moment to wipe his hands with a clean napkin

He picks you up, and sits you on the kitchen counter

"It must've been hard for you."

You were practically trying to smile at him, a helpless way to assure him.

"It was a cold home. My parents were barely present emotionally. They were there for me physically, but it felt like they weren't my parents with how they talked each other down whenever it was their turn to take care of me."

He doesn't know how to comfort with words, he knows he won't be much of help on that regard

So he leaves you sitting on the counter, shuffling across the kitchen to make do with what's left to make you a simple samdwich

And if he were drooling at the sight, he'd wipe it away and brush it off

It was for you, so when he finishes, he'll give it to you, hopeful that maybe it would make you feel better.

Belphegor

You know how he's this spoiled brat who always does what he wants?

Well, that's exactly the case as to how he finds out about your parents

He just joins you in bed that one time, eventually invading your dream

Of course, he was expecting you to be somewhat conscious in your dream so that both of you could spend time together compared to real life

But what he didn't expect was to see you in such a young state, trying to understand the situation of your parents arguing

He saw you just standing there, helplessly trying to call out to your parents who were busy fighting over who takes custody over you after the divorce

Quietly, he moves closer behind you, covering up your eyes with the palm of his hand as he manipulates your dream into something happier

Something... that you knew would never happen again

He turned the dream into the happiest moment you could've been with your parents

It was when you cried again that he started to panic and approached you with a troubled look

He liked taking care of you in your dreams, he was the closest to humans before, and he still couldn't grasp how complex human emotions were

"Was this too much...? Should I have changed it into something else?" He asks you worriedly

The illusion of your parents disappeared from the bed of flowers you stood on

All that's left of the huge space, was you and Belphie.

Wordlessly, you came up to hug him instead of asking him to console you with meaningless words

Both of you know that Belphie can't do that, even if he tries, he's bad at it

So both of you resorted into silence as your best way of comfort.

Belphie hugs you, and let's you have his way with him, patient, and always willing to wait until you're ready

Bonus!

Diavolo

Yours and his situation wasn't far off

Although it was like yours, he was still raised with emotional neglect

The demon prince wasn't attached to his father per se. He was confused with the king's intentions of his future.

The moment they chose you as the exchange student, he knew that both of you felt this connection like a flick of the switch

He grew up lonely, and if you had your parents present without an ounce of emotional comfort

Both of you would ride the same boat

In rare moments of exclusion, the both of you just sit together, childishly trying to create a fantasy where both of you had parents that actually catered to your needs

"It must've been hard."

"Me? No, no— I had Barbatos with me. But what about you? Did you have anyone?"

"I'd like to think that I did."

In moments of vulnerability, the both of you filled the room with "what-ifs" for your childhood.

"I think I'd handle my emotions better if I were taught well."

In moments so rare, both of you would ask each other questions of worth

"Do you think I'd be a fit ruler to substitute my father if I had molded myself exactly the way he wanted?"

"...no. You're doing great even without it."

And in moments so quiet, you'd end up asking...

"I still wonder if it was my fault."

"I don't think it was."

In such precious moments, both of you revel in each other’s comfort

Practically assuring the other, getting a laugh or two

And sometimes, bitterly ask for things you know you couldn't have

It was a moment where both of you had to accept that it was reality, and you can't change that reality without the consequence of guilt and sorrow in the end.

#request #om!#obey me shall we date #obey me scenarios #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #lucifer obey me #mammon obey me #levi obey me #satan obey me #asmo obey me #beel obey me #belphie obey me #diavolo obey me

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mermaidfanficlibrary · 1 year

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R. I. P Y/n's Mr. Sketch markers

Crack fic with the best demon boys ever. Mc name is Yuki and is gender neutral, Yuki is not you. Yuki is also human.

Key: Lucifer

Mammon

Levi

Satan

Asmo

Beel

Belphie

Yuki

Y/n

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Y/n: *In their room coloring with the Mr. Sketch markers Solomon got them because they talked about it, taking every five seconds to smell the good scents. avoiding the black marker like the plague. Suddenly leaving because they got hungry to grab a snack.* Just gonna pick up a quick snack. *leaves the door open. BIG MISTAKE*

~~~5 minutes later~~~

Y/n: *comes back to their room after their snack seeing their markers were touched. They think nothing of it and continue to color noticing that the tips had bight marks on them* WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY MARKERS??

Mammon: *Runs in concerned after hearing Y/n screaming* What's wrong??

Y/n: *pouts feeling really angry* Someone ate my FUCKING MARKERS!

Mammon: *Confused* Why would you be so upset over markers?

Y/n: THATS THE PART YOU FIXATE ON?? *grabs mammon and storms out of the room*

Mammon: The hell you taking me? *feeling annoyed*

Y/n: You volunteered yourself to help me find who ate my very special markers Solomon got me.

Mammon: *feels a bit jealous that something so simple made Y/n happy especially since it was from Solomon* Can't ya just get more?

Y/n: No Mammon I can't. Unless you have a secret portal to the human world that doesn't need Lucifer or Diovolo's permission to use it.

Mammon: *shivers at Y/n's tone and grumbles* Fine I'll help you.

~~~In the lounge~~~

Belphie, Beel, and Yuki: *Playing a card game with eachother*

Asmo: *painting his nails*

Satan: *reading a novel he is invested in*

Levi: *Playing his hand held gaming console*

Yuki: *Looks up from the card game and looks around* Where's Mammon? And Y/n?

Asmo: *not looking up from his painted nails* I saw Y/n coloring in their room! They seemed pretty excited about the markers they got from Solomon.

Satan: Why would Y/n be excited about markers?

Yuki: *Thinking about when Y/n told them about the markers and giggles* I think it's from the human world

Levi: What's so interesting about human world markers?

Yuki: *Was about to speak but got interupted by Y/n*

Everyones attention is now on Y/n and Mammon who was behind them looking horrified as Y/n kicked the door open.

Asmo: Hey Y/n! How ar-

Y/n: SHHSHSHSHH *shushng asmo*. Alright who did it?

Satan: Did what? *looking confused chuckling at Mammon's face*

Y/n: Which one of you mother fuckers ate *dramatically opens the scented marker* MY FUCKING MARKERS??

Everyone: *looks at the marker scared at Y/ns rage then to Beel who seemed to be unaffected*

Beel: Why's everyone looking at me?

Yuki: Beel, did you eat Y/n's special markers?

Beel: *Looks at Y/n glaring at him then to Yuki then to Belphie* No..

Y/n: *walks up to Beel and opens his mouth to see his teeth covered in ink* You did!

Mammon and Levi: *Laughing*

Beel: *looks down feeling guilty* I'm sorry Y/n, they just smelled really good...

Y/n: *sits down next to Yuki and Beel, and sighs. Brings their knees to their chest as everyone looked at Y/n* It's okay Beel..

Asmo: *Looks at Y/n* Is everything okay Y/n?

Y/n: *Doesn't look up at Asmo* Yes..

Satan: *Looks at Y/n with concern* You don't seem okay.

Y/n: *Stays silent*

Beel: *Hugs Y/n* We can ask Solomon to get you another set.

Mammon: *interupts the hug* Nuh uh no huggin Y/n. And why are these markers so important to ya anyway?

Y/n: *Still is silent, burying their face into their knees*

Yuki: *Looks at Mammon* Maybe because those markers were the only new thing Y/n had from the human realm after a while?

Yuki & Mammon: *Slightly arguing with everyone's attention on them*

Beel: *Picks up Y/n secretly and carries them out of the room with Belphie following*

Y/n: Where are we going? *looks up at Beel*

Beel: Getting you new markers. And Belphie wanted to come.

Y/n: *waves at Belphie*

Belphie: *waves back*

The three walk away.

Mammon: *Runs out of the lounge room chasing after the three* Hey! Bring Y/n back here god damn it!

Lucifer: *stands behind Mammon with a raging aura* Why is there all this yelling Mammon?

Mammon: *Scared* Eep..

And so Y/n got their makers back, invited Belphie and Beel to color with them and Beel learned not to eat markers even when they smell good

#obey me #obey me x gn reader #obey me leviathan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me shall we date #obey me crackfic #obey me fanfic #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie #x y/n #x gender neutral reader

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succikko-nebulae · 1 month

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Thank you @moonamayillu for tagging me !

Three ships you like: Going to try one per fandom I'm in: Ame trio (Naruto), Beatrix and Zeta (GBF) and Diovolo for those who were following me during the dark jojo times

First ship ever: oh god, probably Saix and Xemnas from Kingdom Hearts, and I wasn't even playing these games back then it's complicated don't ask im going into the shame cube

Last song you heard: It was bc a friend asked for that specific song so i opened it yesterday - but that Reddit sex playlist guy song. And yes the beat is still playing in my head i hate it there

Favorite childhood book: Dragonology book my beloved

Currently reading: The shining but i've been procrastinating a lot im not even halfway in

Currently watching: The good place with my beloved but same we're having a hard time progressing in books and shows

Currently consuming: nothing but i've just had a hot cocoa

Currently craving: italian food i might go out and get this evening

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Tagging whoever feels like it

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writeformesinpie · 2 years

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for the game, how about...

corrupt, despicable, delicious, taunt? (or any variation of them!)

love ya!!

None for corrupt or despicable. These are not edited so not sure how it sounds just copying and pasting hehe

Delicious:

“You smell delicious,” he whispers, his tongue trailing down your neck. “How am I supposed to have any self control when you’re dressed like this?”

Diavolo x reader (from the yandere 2k follower event - coming soon)

His lips look delicious so you lean in to give them a taste flicking your tongue against them before he wraps an arm around your neck and up into your hair pulling you into a soft kiss. He tastes like a sunny day, like a walk in an orchid, like a gentle breeze on a summer night. It’s something you could get used to.

Mingyu x reader (This is for the sinful collab that is meant to be coming out in October!!!! ahhh I need to write these quicker lol lol)

Just looking at all its delicious curves and colours has you salivating.

Also from the Mingyu x reader one - am I using delicious too much? 😭

Taunt/s:

“I’d rather die,” you answer his taunts with clenched teeth, the hours of standing at attention starting to drain you.

Vernon x reader (from the 17 collab with you <3 lol coming December 14th)

The clock’s cruel ticking taunts you as it hangs just below the exit sign as you try in vain to keep your attention on your work. It’s no use. He’s all you can think about.

Diovolo x reader again - his fic is delicious haha

Send me a word from my wip ask game

#tana 🥰#ask game #wip game #current WIPs #vernon x reader #mingyu x reader #diavolo x reader #kpop smut #anime smut #yandere diavolo #obey me fic #svt fluff #svt smut #vernon x seungkwan

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jojo-hut-jrs · 2 years

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fgsfds A follow-up to my last request: 41. “I love you.” I thought about picking something else but i think i need to hear it i think i need that mans to be honest about his feelings both to himself and to Reader

Risotto x Reader (bucci gang alliance au)

41. "I love you."

(technically a part 2. ill try to link the first part if i can)

If there was ever a time for him to draw a comparison between yourselves, between your team and his, now would have been the moment to do so. Narancia didn't make it, neither did Bruno, but instead of pointing out the almost cruel irony of yet another family of passione cut down by its own boss, Risotto kept his words to himself.

He would have to, now that his alliance would be called into question again.

The job had been over and done with, causalities already accounted for and a plan you didn't fully know of being set in motion somewhere in the background. His role in this had come to pass. Now was the time to tie loose ends, before the mourning had fully finished, to let that anger and grief drive the actions of those still alive into making sure something like this never happened again, or so they think. He had played the game himself not very long ago, and if he knew himself was well as he thought he did, he needed to leave now.

You knew he was thinking of skipping town long before your actual "relationship" with him even began. He was dodgy and extremely goal driven, his motivation built on passion and grief and slowly loosing tangible rationality the further he pushed himself and others towards their own deaths. He wanted Diovolo to be dead at whatever cost it took, but now he was hesitant to know the price he was supposed to pay, and if it were up to him, he'd rather not pay anything at all.

You figured he wasn't going to tell you any of this himself, and you were right. His few carry-on belongings never remained fully unpacked, but now the case sat visible next to his bed, and it was the only thing you could stare at while he finished up with his shower. If he thinks this is going to be your last night together, that he was leaving this as a tragic romance to burn forever in your memory as something wounded and sweet, terrible in its beauty and loving in its tenderness, then he's more of a fool then he thinks he is.

You don't mention it right away though, you know better than to approach him directly with anything that could set him off. You sit back towards the center of the bed, letting him come to you, beaten, but clean. His skin is still steaming, naked and damp, and this exposed you can see the crude self-stich work that Metallica had done to seal Areosmiths attack. You don't touch the scars, and he doesn't mention it. His head rests against your chest, oddly venerable, but you suppose he's making the most of this moment before he leaves it behind.

"I love these moments we have with each other," you let your voice sound casual and tender, lightly caressing his temples with your lips, "this feels right, you know?"

"Yes," he almost nuzzles his face against your neck and leaves his comment at that, and something dark starts to settle inside you. You masque the implications as best you can, whispering sweet little nothings to him while you think, but he's already picked up the increase in your pulse, and knows it's not a good thing.

"What's wrong?" He asks. He can be as direct as he wants to be, he needs the control that honesty gives him, but he takes advantage of it in return. He'll cut himself and others off the moment the tone shifts, almost like he's been caught. But now he's caught you.

So much for subtlety.

"Are you really leaving?" You can't hide the crack in your voice when you ask that, and he can barely hide the tense flexing of his shoulders when he realizes you know.

"No, I don't know what i'm doing right now," he returns his face to your chest, effectively blocking your gaze from one another.

"Liar," you say it like it's a joke, like he promised he did the dishes last night but here they are still in the sink. It's light and full of mirth, amusement, but when he looks up at you, he can see that your face is red and swollen, your eyes a mess of tears.

"Look," he starts, his voice is distant and calculated, like he's practiced this, "It's not so simple."

"I keep telling you that it can be," you can't help that your voice rises a little, with the smile you keep plastered to your face, it's an eerie combination you can tell he doesn't want to see. "Things aren't always a dangerous mess. We did it. We got rid of Diovolo. Things are going to be ok now."

"For you," he says firmly, "for you and for the remainder of your team." There's something more he wants to say that goes unspoken but heard perfectly clear just the same. You're a friend of the new boss, he's calling into question just how Giorno is going to manage everyone that isn't a close ally, the other teams, the former capos, the loose ends. He doesn't trust him, doesn't trust that his actions are going to be as righteous as the path he wants to take Passione in. Maybe that's because he himself would do the same thing in that position, he knows himself too well, believes that others are capable of doing the same. He doesn't believe in karma or divine intervention, but something gnaws at the back of his brain telling him his time will eventually draw near, and the most he can do is keep outrunning it until then.

"You really think there's nothing left for you here, don't you?" He goes to reply, something sharp and cold that never gets to be spoken because you've already opened your own mouth again. "Were you just planning on leaving in the morning? Before I woke up?"

A deep frown etches itself across his face as he forces himself to stare back into your own.

"I guess I just won't go to sleep then, huh? Maybe then you won't have the chance to leave me. Do you really think that little of me that you would do that?"

"I love you," his reply is instant, almost electric in its reflex, "A lot more than I thought was possible."

There's a pause where he tries to gather his thoughts, and you sit patiently by and eye him like a hawk.

"I hate it," he finally says, "I hate being in love right now, when i've lost everything. You are the only thing I have left, the only thing I can still lose that isn't my own life, and it's so terrible knowing I have to pick which one to keep."

You want to scream at him, call him an idiot and a fool, grab him by the shoulders, bite him, pull his hair. You want to return the pain sevenfold, you want to take the anger he put inside you and throw it back into his face so that he understands you. But you don't/

"I love you too," you tell him, he makes no move to return the embrace you give him but he allows it happen just the same. "You're not leaving me. I don't care what you think you're doing, you're not leaving me right now."

He says nothing for the remainder of the night, just listens or zones out when you try to speak to him. You fight to keep awake, to keep his whereabouts fresh in your mind, but fatigue settles in hard and fast and unnatural, like something is wrong with your body. You feel lightheaded and dizzy when you look at him, and he just stares back as you collapse back onto the pillows until you stop looking at him. He's mad that you don't understand the danger he's in, the sheer amount that he lost by his own actions, the things he has to do because he has no other option. He hates being in love, he hates the vulnerability, the pain and tenderness, he hates how you keep staring at him like your opinion is going to change the truth of the world, and he hates that he has to use his stand on you to get you to stop.

He hates all of it, but he still loves you. You know it just as well as he does. That's why when you wake up in the morning he's still there.

#jjba risotto #risotto nero #risotto nero x reader #jojo's bizzare adventure vento aureo #jojos bizarre adventure golden wind #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #la squadra #la squadra di esecuzione #shittys jojo writing

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