#ever’s roleplaying again
*makes a monster high character based on ur vibe*
how swaggy!! /gen
[okay, babes, here it is😄 ~] (Currently inside the Demon Lord's Castle: Diavolo, Barbatos, and Mc were drinking demonus. Mc drinking WAY more then he should) *Finishes his 18th glass of demonus* No, Barbatos, I am NOT drinking too much! Shhhhhhhhhhh *starts giggling, unable to keep a serious facade and clearly intoxicated* *boops the butler's nose with a drunk smile* boop~! - 💋 (🎃🍵)
Barbatos sighs taking the bottle and pushing it away from Mc, “Yes you are. You’re insanely intoxicated right now.” He grimaces pushing a glass of water the human’s way and disregarding the boop. Diavolo laughs sipping some more of his Demonus.
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Ray looked up a bit and hesitantly grabbed Barbatos' hand.
"When we started baking, I remembered mommy and my tummy started feeling REALLY bad but I didn't want to stop baking," he sniffed and tears started falling once more. He let go of his frog stuffie and immediately clung onto Barbatos.
Barbatos patted the boy’s back, shushing him quietly until he calmed down. “How about we do something else? We don’t have to bake there’s plenty of other things to do.” He smiled to him wiping his tears, “We have all the time in the world to bake later.”
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💚 *laughs softly as they get cozy with their book* That makes sense. I'm glad you have the patience you do though, if you didn't, I think your brothers would be in for a rude awakening at times. *turns back to their book, hearing him humming to himself and instantly melting at his side, not even realizing it as their head leans against his shoulder, relaxing more as they listen to him, finding the sound calming even if they can't recognize the melody*
Satan smiles readjusting slightly so that it’s more comfortable for them. The tune he hummed was one of his favorites, an old music piece that he heard while at his favorite cafe. It was an almost subconscious action that helped him focus on his book.
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🧡 *smiles happily as they follow after the demon, looking up with big eyes* You don't have to carry all that by yourself, I can take some of it if it's heavy *reaches up to take some of the load off, knowing the demon is strong but feeling bad that he's carrying everything, following him back to the portal* Hey beelz, can I ask something?
Beel nods giving them a few of the lighter bags, “It’s not that heavy, I have demon strength.” He reminds them smiling and walking to the portal with them, “Yeah?” He looks over to them stopping in his tracks.
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🍵 Deer had been so caught up in their memories and emotions that when they felt Barbatos grip tighten around them it surprised them a little causing their muscles to tense up for a moment before they relaxed back into his hold. His words of comfort were just what they needed to calm down enough to continue speaking their shaking subsiding some for a bit till they'd started talking about their family abandoning them. No matter how many years had passed since then the mental wound that had caused still stung like it was fresh whenever they'd thought about it. They were so caught up in their head that even the soft brush of Barbatos thumb across their knuckles felt distant and they couldn't quite focus on the feeling. Everything about it had been devastating to them the suddenness of it all, the guilt they'd still harboured for causing their dads work problems, the fact they never even had the chance to try and make up for their mistakes, and the fact at that point they really had nobody to turn to since they'd left behind the one 'friend' they had. Even back then they knew their parents weren't.. All that great but they'd still loved them, wanted them to see their efforts but it'd all been for nought. Since the start of their life they'd never even had a chance to live up to the standards their parents had set and the damage caused from going down the wrong path had been irreversible in their family's eyes. Though they were finally brought out of their haze once they'd felt him shift behind them, their current vulnerability from the conversation had their emotions still running widely hemce why their mind immediately shifted to worry as they looked back at him. Their breath hitched as they were wrapped in a tight embrace tilting their face up to look at his face as best they could with this angle. They took a moment to let his words sink in. They.. Hadn't expected that response, wasn't expecting to be called 'the most wonderful human he'd met.' After bringing up some of their issues. They practically melted into his hold at that pressing just as tightly against him. His promise had their eyes well up with more tears though this time it was from joy at feeling so cared about. They pressed their face into the crook of his neck taking another shuddering breath as they let a few tears slip down silently. "I.. You truly mean your words right?" It's not that they didn't trust him to be truthful in his feelings with them it's just they had a bit of a hard time believing he'd still think so highly of them after bringing up their troubled past. They wrapped their arms around him squeezing lightly as they tried to convey just how much his words and presence meant to them. They didn't know how to verbalize it but he was just so different from everyone else they'd know in the best of ways. When they felt like they were too lost in the darkness of their mind on the verge of letting it overtake them he was like a burst of light to help guide them back out of their overwhelming sea of thoughts. His words and touch alone were enough to keep them from spiraling too far into the depths of their mind and they needed him to know just how much he really meant to them. They just hoped their actions spoke loudly when they couldn't find the words to do so. They gently nuzzled closer into him, pressing their lips lightly to the skin as they spoke. "Thank you.." They trailed off having too many ways they could end that. 'Thank you for being there for me whenever I need it, thank you for loving me still, thank you for your seemingly never-ending support and care for me.' Instead though they left it open ended as they pressed closer listening to his breathing as they worked on slowing their own trying to match his more even pace. ~🦌
Barbatos held onto Deer pressing a kiss to their hair, he couldn’t wipe their tears like he desperately wanted to. He couldn’t take away the pain they had hid for so long, but he could do his best. “I have never meant something more.” He whispered smiling as they kissed his skin. The demon didn’t didn’t respond to their thank you, instead he leaned into them his hands rubbing circles as he hummed. He didn’t really have other words to speak, his actions speaking louder than any of the thoughts he could ever had. It wasn’t fair that someone so perfect in his eyes could go through so much.
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💚 "Finally... Took you long enough", she says when he comes inside her field of vision, "Thank you so much for blessing me with your noble presence, oh, Lord Satan", she completes sarcastically. The two of them then started the beginning of an argument without a point, until she stopped answering him and averting her eyes. "Whatever... Think what you want to think, then", she quits it after clicking her tongue in annoyance. A few minutes later, when both of them calmed down a little, he realises she's holding a... Lump over her shoulder, that was entirely covered by a blanket. "I need your help with one thing...", she says, cheeks flushed and frustrated, "I'll travel with the sorcerer's communty for a while... And there are somethings I can't take with myself. I don't even know how long I'll be gone, but I need to go. Believe me when I say that there's no one else, in all the three worlds, that I could trust regarding this we're dealing with", she sighs, looking right into his eyes for the first time in a very long while, "You have to help me... please. Please, Satan". - 👻
Satan grumbles and crosses his arms as he comes up in front of her, “Thank you for interrupting my book, oh, human.” He argues with her for what feels like ages, a sharp aura coming off of him despite not going into his demon form. Once he calms down his pants turning into his slow breathes he notices the bundle on her shoulder. The sudden change of atmosphere concerns him and he furrows his eyebrows, “What is it..?” His voice isn’t harsh like it was before, more curious than anything. He’s taken back by her pleads and steps forward to get a better look at the blanket, “What am I helping with?”
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💛(2/??) *their body tenses up at Mammon's attention shifting towards them, and decides to look down at their hands* Ah...well, I think we're pretty close too. In fact, I think that you're the one that's always been by my side, both literally and figuratively. *they smile, and their shoulders relax* I um, I don't know how you'll react to what I'm about to say. I'm hoping that you won't look at me differently, or avoid me...*taking a quick glance back at him, they immediately retreat, due to their eyes tearing up* Cause I don't know if I can take that...*steadying their voice and taking a deep breath, they laugh a bit to themselves, and look up at Mammon* I'm asexual, and technically you're the only person who really knows. -🍬
(Sidenote! Happy Pride month everyone!! 🏳️🌈)
Mammon’s eyebrows furrowed, concern plaguing his mind even more at their demeanor. “What is it? I promise ya’ I won’t think of you differently you’re my human!” He admits clearing his throat to get rid of any reminisce of a blush. The demon’s face soften at their confession, “Why’d ya’ think that would make me look at your differently? You’re still the same human and I support you no matter what.” He opened his arms for them if they wanted a hug and laughed softly, happy that they trusted him enough.
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💖- *She made a fake gasp as her natural blush began to appear from his words.* Asmodeus, The Avatar of Lust, being a little jealous of someone else! That’s almost unheard of ! Unbelievable!*She giggled at herself. After he finished speaking, she gave him a small nod in response to his statement.* I was just curious is all. I h-hope I wasn’t overstepping my b-boundaries by asking you. I know it’s not my place to really be asking about your past like that. I guess he is a pretty powerful sorcerer isn’t he? I m-mean he does have all those pacts after. We d-don’t really talk all that much actually, which I’m guessing you’ve probably noticed. I j-just always feel kind of uncomfortable around him a-and I’m not sure why. *She felt her blush increased as she began to feel kind of embarrassed saying that out loud to him. This is the first time she’s brought this to his attention.*
He giggled shaking his head and scrunching up his face in mock annoyance. He smiled to her, “You didn’t! He is very powerful and I could see why you’d be uncomfortable by him.” He continued doing her makeup taking a moment to think, “He is kinda strange and his cooking is awful.” The demon fake gagged and laughed, trying to raise her spirits.
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(💛 💙) "Well Mammon," Meg places her hand on his shoulder as she stares into his eye, "A big birdie that likes to string you up from the ceiling told me that if you fail another test, that he is going to take away Goldie." Meg turns and now stares into Levi's eyes with a hand on his shoulder, "And TSL is a reward for after." She sighs, "Besides it is only Pactology. It shouldn't take long. We have to know about the perks of a pact and how strong it can be between a demon and a master. I can't remember much from the lesson, so how about you both just tell me about our pacts between each other to start for some examples." As she speaks she moves he clothes to have both of their pact marks visible. "How about we begin with you both telling me the reason for your mark in the first place, why is it the shape it is, and why you put it on me in this specific place."
Mammon shivers nodding, “Alright alright! Now what are we doing?” Levi groans his shoulders falling as he leaned forward with his chin on his hand, “What are the questions?” Mammon gulps and blushes at his mark on her skin, “I-it’s reason is to show which demon you have a bond with. The shape of it is because I am one of the seven rulers and the avatar of greed.” He paused averting his eyes, “I put it on your collarbone because It felt like a good place!” He grimaced hating his own answer, if he was honest it was because of his greed. “I..uhh p-put it on your back so it’s out of sight.” Levi said hiding behind the hand previously on his chin.
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(its alright ever ^^)
(💛) "Eh, Diavolo? He's that read haired guy righ- Whoa, this place is huge!" The boy's eyes widen as the demon opens the door, he hums in delight when he steps foot in the mansion (is it a mansion..😭). Eleanor's eyes travel around the wide entrance hall, he runs around looking at the different portraits hanged on the walls. He lets out a light gasp when he felt someone wrap their arms around him, pulling him away from the antique furnishings. "Hey! I wasn't touching anything. Let go!" He says as he struggles to remove the demon's arm clutching onto him. Eleanor sighs as he finally runs free from the demon's grasp. "O-oh. It's cursed. Noted."
(It’s practically a mansion but it’s a dorm building those are usually really big)
Mammon opens the door for the boy groaning, “If Lucifer hears ya’ dropping the Lord you’ll be hung from the chandelier.” He sighs as Eleanor runs around panicking slightly as he gets closer to some furnishings that definitely weren’t made for humans. The demon wraps his arms around his torso dragging him away from them, “They’re cursed! Are ya’ trying to get killed!?” Mammon let go of him, stepping back and crossing his arms.
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(💛) (spicy) "you've dreamt about this Mammon? How was it? Clinging onto me desperately and crying out for me while you nibbled and sucked or pushing me down on the mattress, pounding into me and biting my neck?" She purred, grabbing his chin to look into his eyes. She was teasing him at the same time. She stopped her knee, letting her spare hand trail down to slowly jerk him off. - 🍄
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Mammon groaned, his cock twitching even more at her words, “I-it was perfect! I loved the noises you..Hah- made and that you were mine...” He stared into her eyes, his own filled with desire and lust as a strained moan ripped from his throat.
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💜 *finishes brushing her teeth* alright, the bathroom's all yours, I'm gonna get changed. *walks into her room*
Belphie yawns entering the bathroom after her and adjusting his sleep shirt, “Took you long enough.” He teases going to brush his teeth.
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Spice time spice time spice time—
“Hmph,” her cheeks flare up, a tiny, playful childlike pout on her lips,”Don’t say embarrassing things like that...” despite it, she was already squirming with impatience, hands moving to try and tug something, anything off.
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Diavolo laughs helping her take off her top, a wide grin present on his face, “It’s not embarrassing if it’s true.” He leaned down to kiss at her neck as his other hand groped at her breasts.
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Patton seemed to warm up to the brothers easily, but Asmo especially. Something about his flamboyant flare put him at ease,made him feel safer. Even if he didn't talk much, he followed Asmo like a duckling and hissed if he heard anyone saying anything negative. This new environment was so overwhelming sometimes, but Asmo helper him navigate it. - 🍰
Asmo loved the exchange student, taking him under his wing so to speak. He gladly walked with Patton everywhere and bugged him with the latest trends. It was nice to have someone near him at all times and looked to him for guidance.
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(💛) (spicy) "aw, look, you're so needy! It's okay. Now you really can brag to everyone that you were my first." She teased. "You're not gonna make me do all the work? Show me how you plan to please me and I'll consider riding you," She smirked, her knee grinding down harder onto him. - 🍄
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Mammon’s breathe hitched, he really was her first? She had never done something like this before? A million thoughts ran through his head until her words snapped him out of his thoughts. He propped himself on his elbows trying to ignore her knee to speak, “I...w-wanna mark ya’ hah- up and claim you as mine!” He groaned trying to move away from her knee even just a little as all his thoughts jumbled, “W-want to make ya’ feel good...like I dreamed.”
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💚 One night, after he's come back from RAD, he receives a text from her. It's surprising, since they broke up on bad terms after having a very heavy fight, with both of them extremely angry with each other by the end of it, and for some time. "Come outside the House of Lamentation, near the big tree in the entrance. Right now." A harsh, almost rude text, compared to the ones they used to send to each other when they were lovers, no doubt about that. Seeing that he's ignored the text, what was obvious by the read flag next to it, she scowls deeply and sends another one. "Come outside already! Believe me when I say that I really wished I didn't need to come to ask for your help, out of all the beings there are, in the first place. But I do and it's for something important." Huffing and irritated by his petty attitude, she still waits for him on the said place, really hoping that she won't have to use magic to summon him out of the house herself. - 👻
Satan checks his DDD at the ding a frustrated sigh leaving him at the message, why did she need him to come outside? She could just get one of the others to do it, with that in mind he didn’t respond going back to his book until another ding comes. He checks the message sending a quick ‘Fine,’ before making his way to the front of the house. A small part of him worried as to why she needed him so desperately especially when they ended so badly, but he brushed it off.
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They'd curled their shaking hands in to press their blunt nails into their palm willing themselves to keep their tone as neutral as they could. "For a month things seemed fine, I'd stopped my bad habits, my parents were still arguing and they barely even looked at me anymore but at least my brother was still willing to talk and spend time with me sometimes." They paused to collect their thoughts again, taking a deep breath as they leaned their head back against Barbatos to ground themself. ".. Life wasn't done kicking me down though because one day when I came back home from school I noticed all the cars weren't in the driveway. I shrugged it off and went inside to see if my brother was at least home but when I went into his room all his stuff was just. Gone. All the furniture was still there but it was bare. That freaked me out so I went to my parent's room and it was the same case. I thought maybe we just got robbed while nobody was home so I went to check my room. Everything was still there and a note had been left on my bed." They weren't even aware of just how hard they'd been pressing their nails into their palm till they felt larger hands gently pry their grip open. Their palm stung lightly from the nail indents they'd left by accident. Though their focus was more on watching just how much their hands shook against their lovers. ".....The note stated that my dad got a new job offer in a different state and that it was a perfect opportunity to start anew. With this new start they… didn't want to have any risks of his image being tarnished again so they made the 'tough decision' to leave me here… They stated by the time I was reading this they would have already changed their numbers as they thought it'd be in everyone's best interest to cut ties. They said so long as I didn't make a fuss to the police about this they'd be willing to pay the bills for the house till I'm 20 and they'd even have groceries delivered for the first few months so I could have time to get a job since I was old enough to do so.. They.. They'd abandoned me, and the only goodbye I got was a measly note. I meant that little to them." Despite their efforts their voice cracked and wavered, sounding raw with barely held back emotions. Where they seeing things or was Barbatos's hands also shaking a little.. They couldn't tell for sure with how badly their own were. "I didn't know what to do. I felt so hurt and betrayed. I just.. Wanted to stop feeling so horrible. Wanted to stop thinking or feeling in general so I cracked open my dad's collection of expensive alcohol and chugged one down. Before it actually started to affect me I felt.. Disappointed in myself. I didn't want to go overboard with the same habits that got me into this mess in the first place.. So when I was sober again I made a promise to myself that I'd only let myself have a little if I was feeling at my lowest.. And when I went to throw that bottle away I'd paused thinking to myself that maybe if I had a physical reminder of that promise It'd be easier to stick to it. Hence why I started keeping the bottles.." They took a shuddering breath as they tried hard to swallow back the wave of emotion flowing through them. Feeling their lover shift behind them made their attention focus back on him and reminded them why they'd even broached this topic. Wait, was he going to move away from them? A sudden spike of worry shot through them at that thought causing them to finally look back at him, a nervous look on their face and their eyes shining a little with tears they'd been determined to hold back. ~🦌 Part 2
The Butler continued his actions the best he could, abandoning his own emotions in his mind. It didn’t seem fair, they were such a good person why had life thrown them through a loop? His breath hitched when Deer spoke of being abandoned, how could you abandon someone so wonderful? He pried their hand off of the other one replacing it with his own, his thumb rubbing over their knuckles. His own hands grew shaky, not out of anger but out of sadness for his lover. He couldn’t believe what they’d been through, no wonder they were so afraid of being a burden or losing others. Barbatos shifted behind them trying to get more comfortable as his body had grown stiff perhaps from being in the same place for so long or the words that had been spoken. His face softened as they looked back to him and he leaned into to hug them holding them tightly against him as his leg shook, “I’m so sorry. I can’t imagine how that must’ve felt, you never deserve that.” He sighed taking in a shaky breath, “You’re the most wonderful human I’ve met, and I promise I’ll never abandon you.” It was like he knew their thoughts that plagued them as he let himself lose a little of his normal composure.
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Apologies in advance for just how long this reply is.. I got carried away and wasn't sure how else to get this part out aha.
🍵 Once they were lead to the couch they tucked their legs underneath themself and leaned against the demon letting out a relieved sigh feeling his arms around them. "I know that now thankfully but back then I sure felt like I deserved that treatment for not being good enough." They tilted their head so they were comfortably resting against Barbatos and they let their eyes slip shut as they took a moment to collect their thoughts. "At first to try and gain their love back I just pushed myself to try and be better. Barely let myself have any freetime if any at all in favor of studying or practicing to the point I was starting to make myself sick. Despite those efforts though I still wasn't nearly as gifted as they wanted me to be. I was doing better but it wasn't good enough in their eyes. Seeimg just how little they cared made me.. Snap in a sense. If I couldn't ever be enough for them why should I even bother trying. So I stopped trying all together." They let out a quiet huff at the memories. "During that time I started feeling even lonlier since nearly everyone overlooked me.. except for one guy." They opened their eyes with a frown, wrapping their own arms around themself they glanced up at their lover in silent contemplation. "He seemed so nice at the time. Offering to let me come hangout at his house and listen to my problems. Offering friendship as well. Worst mistake I've ever made that was." They huffed tilting their head down as they started to fiddle with their necklace. "Everytime I hung out with him he'd start convincing me that I had to get back at my parents somehow and he knew just the perfect way to do it. All I'd have to do is trust him. Which I did, at that point he was the only person willing to give me the attention and affection I so desperately craved so of course I was willing to do whatever he said." They wrinkled their nose in disgust at their own naivety. "His plan was to get me to start.. Acting out with him for 'fun.' Started off with him getting me to just start going out to his friends' parties so I'd go home reeking of smoke and booze to spite my parents. Then he wanted me to actually start drinking at said parties so he could send me back home while I was still blackout drunk to make a fool of myself in front of them." They bit their lip dropping their hands from their necklace as they'd begun to shake a little. "It'd started to cause my dad problems with his work since his image was very important to draw in clients and well.. When your underage kid is seen multiple times a week drunk around town that damages your image pretty badly.. Got so bad to the point he got demoted and the loss of income from that made my parents start arguing near daily." Their gaze flicked back up to glance back over at the shelf with the picture frame causing guilt to swirl in their gut. "I felt horrible having been the catalyst to that so I wanted to quit even going as far to cut ties with my.. Friend since he only ever wanted to hang out if I'd agree to party with him. When I told him I couldn't keep doing this anymore and thought it'd be best if we stopped being around each other. He.. Didn't take it well. He'd grabbed me and started crying, guilting me for trying to leave him, and when that didn't work even started threatening me. I still stood my ground despite how scared I was and when I did that he just. Glared and threatened me one last time then let me go. The moment his hands were off I ran. I thought that'd be it, that I'd just try to better myself from now on and hope my parents would eventually forgive my actions.." Part 1
Barbatos leaned his head onto theirs his hands still rubbing circles on their back as he listened. He hated how desperately Deer had tried for their parents’ affection knowing how damaging it must be for someone to be treated as less than for not being like their sibling. It seemed wrong, awful parenting at best and abuse at worse. It hurt him worse that it happened to his lover the person he cared about most except for Diavolo. When Deer started to shake his grip on them grew tighter and he whispered, “It’s okay you’re safe...” Despite his own anger at the boy who had caused so much manipulation and guilt into them he tried to calm them down showing as much admiration as always.
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💜 As the boy grew, he seemed to have forgotten how attached he was to her, even making confused expressions when he was taken to visit her. However, he did liked him, a whole lot, always reaching out his little arms to sign to him that he wanted to be held. One day, though, Belphie disappeared from around him. He was with uncle Beel, ever since the very early morning, what confused even more the boy. Taking advantage of a time in which Beel was stuffing his face with food, he crawled out of the kitchen. The attic, the planetarium, the library... Dada wasn't nowhere to be found, and the boy was already getting tired of crawling all over the house. Then, he went to Belphie's and Beel's room, finding him there, under the covers, crying. The boy was so silent that he didn't even heard him entering the room, or even realised he was there at all until he went under the blankets with him, nuzzling into his chest. - 👻
The sloth demon couldn’t take it anymore, he held himself together for so long for the sake of the boy and his brothers. He asked Beel to take care of him early that morning with the excuse of catching up on work he had missed but instead he had buried himself under the covers of his bed weeping to himself. He was losing hope that she would ever wake up again and knowing that he was the one that caused it felt like a bullet through his chest. Belphie didn’t realize that the boy had snuck in until he was lifting up the covers and crawling up into his chest. He didn’t say anything and neither did his son instead he held him close to his chest, knowing that he was apart of her and he couldn’t just shut down.
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