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arthotsglasses · 3 months
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IkeVam Keychains!
Heyyyooo guys it's been a hot minute since I was last here... haha... BUT, the IkeVam hoodie bois are here in KEYCHAINS!!!
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This year so far I'm gonna be at Toronto Comicon in March, Montreal Comicon in July, and Fanexpo Canada in August. These are for sure, and I'm in process of applying to more conventions this year, hope I get in!
In terms of online orders, I will be updating my store page soon to have these added and all, but you can also dm me atm for ordering these bois.
I remember some of you guys were interested so I'm tagging: @strawberry-scum @cowboy-rowlet @koumewkami
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shookspearewrites · 2 years
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Thank you for your ask, anon my duckling! This was so nice to write, oddly enough, idk just thinking about how the vamps would positively reinforce their MC makes me so happy eee ^^
- JJ x
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Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart:
MC played the ivory keys of the piano expertly, deft fingers flitting with perfect execution across the keys without error. They grinned as their hands danced along the instrument, making beautiful music that rung gloriously around the music room and out of the ajar door and into the hallway where it caught the attention of their boyfriend who paused in his tracks to listen before stepping into the music room, 
“Sonata in C is for four hands, why are you playing it alone?” Mozart’s clear voice cut through the gentle twinkling of the piano, startling MC who fumbled over the keys and pressed down haphazardly in shock, letting an unpleasant array of dissonant notes sound out. MC looked almost guilty as their genius composer of a boyfriend stared at them with a mixture of his regular cool blankness and curiosity, scrambling to pick themselves up off the piano stool as heat rose pink on their cheeks, “Don’t run away.” The vampire’s tone was beautifully commanding, making MC sit back down on the stool without a second thought, albeit their embarrassment which Mozart found rather adorable as he sat himself beside his lover. He quirked an eyebrow at the lack of sheet music on the music shelf, “Playing from memory? Impressive.”
MC averted their gaze to the piano pedals, embarrassed that their boyfriend, the Mozart, had caught them playing music that he himself had written, and fidgeted a little in their seat next to him, “I’m not as good as you.” MC’s voice was timid and quiet, their eyes tinged with sadness which made Wolfgang frown deeply and take their chin between thumb and forefinger,
“That’s not a reason to discredit yourself, Liebling. You play exceptionally.” Mozart’s violet eyes were bright with affection and truth as he smiled at his love gently before placing a soft kiss to their cheek and placing his fingers on the keys elegantly, “Now, no hiding your talents from me anymore, Liebchen. Let’s play something together.”
Isaac Newton:
Isaac frowned at the endless pool of papers on his desk and the floor surrounding him, pushing his glasses up as he examined a page of equations for seemingly the hundredth time and grumbling at his own handwriting. He didn’t bother looking up at the door when he heard a knock from the other side of the wood, “Come in.” 
“I brought you your lunch, professor,” MC smiled softly as they pushed the door open with their hip, their hands both busy with holding the tray of sandwiches, rouge and tea. Isaac felt his cheeks flush with heat at the title his lover used for him, a blush that only got deeper when he glanced up to see their pretty smile.
“You know you can just call me ‘Isaac’. You’re my partner, not my student.” The physicist's tight shoulders relaxed slightly when he felt MC’s careful hands gently rubbing out the tense knots underneath his skin, and he sighed softly, “I can’t seem to get these equations to make sense. It should be simple, I just can’t work out which of these calculations is throwing it off.” Isaac handed his lover the sheet he’d been pouring over for the past few hours while he reached for one of the small bottles of rouge they’d brought for him, taking a little swig before he began to eat his lunch.
MC stared at the numbers for a minute in silence, feeling Isaac’s dusty pink eyes on their face inquisitively when they spoke, “I see what you’ve done.” They took a pen from the desk and placed the page in front of Isaac, pointing to one equation with the nib of the pen, “The square root of 1018 is 31.9031122671, you’ve just missed out a 2 here in the middle.” MC scribbled a 2 in the correct place and grinned as Isaac took the pen from their hand gently and thusly corrected the rest of the maths on the page, his eyes wide when he looked up at them in shock,
“How on earth did you spot that?” There was a upturn to the corners of his lips as MC just shrugged a little and turned to leave, but Isaac caught their wrist and pulled them into a an uncharacteristically enthusiastic hug, “Perhaps I should have you check all of my work from now on.”
Arthur Conan Doyle:
Arthur smiled softly to himself as he scanned through the scrawled little story in MC’s notebook that had been left open on his desk, his eyes bright with intrigue and curiosity as he read, “You devilish little thing, keeping your brilliance from me.” The vampire was drawn from his entrancement from MC’s story by the sound of MC themselves at door, stuttering as they dropped the basket of laundry they were carrying, “Oh, afternoon, luv.”
“Arthur, you found my book-” MC blushed deeply as they rushed over to their boyfriend and tried to pry the notebook from his hands, whining when he held it  above their head - just high enough so that they couldn’t reach it - “C’mon, give it back! Its not like its any good.”
“Are you joking, poppet? This writing is superb!” Arthur’s genuine grin faltered and fell to a frown when he noticed the sour look on his darling’s face, “D-do you not believe me?” His eyebrows curved downward in sadness and his heart beat thick with distress when he noticed the completely blue expression that MC wore, almost like they were about to cry, “MC, I’m telling the truth, this story is brilliant.” The author smiled softly at MC, pinching their cheek affectionately and breaking out into a grin when they shot him a small, sad smile back, “There’s that beautiful smile that I love.”
“I’ll never be as good as you though, Artie,” MC shrugged, sighing softly and turning to leave, frowning at Arthur when he rushed past them and closed the door, standing in the way, “Sebas will kill me if I don’t get back to work soon.”
“I think not, luv,” Arthur smirked when MC looked at him questioningly before he ushered them over to the chaise lounge only to pepper their cheeks with kisses, his grin only growing when MC began to giggle and blush, a genuine smile on their lips to replace the sad one they’d worn minutes earlier, “Now I want to hear all about your writing - no ‘ifs’, ‘ands’ or ‘buts’, alright?”
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weird-profiterole · 1 year
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@daisukette wanted Catboy Mozart.
So here is Catboy Mozart.
Don't repost, only reblog
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ifthiswingscouldfly · 11 months
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Just Mozart Things
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Empty ballroom where the piano sound echos, The hunted place echoed with soft piano melody and ghosts of two lovers who once promised to love each other for eternity. The piano kept playing and the silver haired pianist was crying. His tears run like a river but did someone even heard him?. He kept playing on the piano not realizing the two ghosts who were dancing around. Or can't he see them?. Maybe they weren't there, maybe it was just a memory from his past. When he was once in love. He was happy and she was too. The storm in the head of the pianist kept roaring. And from a distance everyone could tell how sweet his melody was.
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Next Suitor: Leonardo
Post date: 25th/Jun/2023
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sortaotaku · 9 days
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Fates Tied By Red Thread Story Event Love Point Requirements + The first 3 love points cards
Full clear is 53,676
This is a revival event with two sets of ecb bonuses so pretty worth imo
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danis707 · 2 years
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I really like Mozart in Jean's route ✨❤️✨❤️
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ragyragdoll · 22 days
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There where too many characters to add in 1 pole, sorry.
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candied-boys · 1 year
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Blooming Red
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Ikevamp x afab reader - no character specified so pick your fav vampire
Tw: period, blood, biting, blood sucking, birth control, reader orgasm
Pet names: good girl, my love
Tags: fluff, picnic, slice of life, menstruation, caring bf, feeling unwell
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You should have known. You should have seen the signs that cautioned you all week. But you ignored them, clinging to the new found hope that came with the tiny technology you happened to bring with you that fateful day at the Louvre. It was the one thing you were most grateful to have when the moon waxed and waned but you chose to remain by his side.
Birth control.
You opted for the method with 99% protection, no anxiety about missing a day, and (just as importantly) a lighter period. That time of the month had always been a menace. Between the crippling pain, the upset stomach, and the exhaustion, it had stolen so many weeks of your life.
But eventually you wondered if all the suffering you put up with was worse than the ‘horrible side effects’ you'd heard so much about from chemical birth control. So when you tried the hormonal IUD and your period stopped all together, you knew it was the right choice for you.
For the first time in a decade you felt well. However, you had been warned that it wouldn't last forever, that your body would adjust to the hormones within a year or so, that the bleeding would eventually return.
And it did, but infinitely more bearable. The bleeding was hardly enough to even colour the fabric of your undergarments it was so light, and all the other symptoms had disappeared.
At least until this week.
You passed off the light fevers that warmed your cheeks in the afternoons as overexertion from work. The nagging hip tightness that gradually became an ache was nothing more than you having neglected your stretches. Surely some yoga would fix it. Even the tummy trouble was easy to dismiss as having eaten (or not eaten) something or other.
So, with a year of freedom behind you, the last thing you anticipated was pain bad enough to have you doubled over. Least of all while out on a picnic this sunny spring day.
You could feel the numbness spreading little by little as you sat there playing with the flowers you'd picked. It was negligible though, just enough to be felt but not anywhere near enough to call it a day. Only after spending a few hours in the cooler-than-anticipated breeze did the pain start to flare.
With the shadows long and the basket empty, the two of you decided to head home. You kept quiet, planning to take a hot bath once back. And so hand in hand, you left the meadow.
But you hardly topped the next hill when you were struck down, the discomfort suddenly agony, your legs aching and numb, your back sore, your head light, and your skin clammy.
He didn't waste time asking what the cause was, instead threading the basket handle into one elbow and scooping you up in his arms. He could see your pained expression clearly now, and quickly surmised this wasn't unexpected on your part or you would be panicking. Your calm, although very ill, demeanor told him everything he needed to know as he headed swiftly back.
You often forget just how strong he is because he's always so gentle with you, but cradled against his chest you're reminded just how much strength his loving arms hold. He doesn't struggle or huff. He shows no signs of exertion. He merely readjusts you now and again to keep you comfortable in his embrace.
Back in your room he sets you down carefully and slips you out of any restraining clothes before tucking you under the blankets. With a kiss he leaves and returns as promised a while later laden with everything he thought might help.
A bed warmer full of hot stones from the common room fireplace, your favourite tea, soup from the kitchen, sweets and treats in tins and jars, and all the natural remedies he could find in the house from herbal patches to perfumed oils.
Unsure where to start he asks what you'd prefer, but your answer leaves his mouth hanging open.
“You want me to bite you?!” he confirms in a whisper.
“Please? I think it would help with the pain… That's what the pleasurable side effect is for, right?”
“Yes, but… are you sure your body can handle it right now?” he counters, taking a seat on the bed and pressing his hand to your forehead.
“I'm already feeling so weak I'm not going to get out of bed the rest of the day… I don't think it could do more than knock me out for the night.”
“What about the blood loss? Since you're already bleeding, won't it make you anemic?”
“I don't think so. You know I'm hardly bleeding at all. You said you didn't even notice because you couldn't smell it, right?”
“I guess… if you're really certain it's what you want, my love.”
With a nod and a faint smile you assure him and he gives you a peck in confirmation.
“Then, how about here?” he asks, and rubs your leg through the covers. “I think closer to the source of the pain might be more effective. Also there's a good artery here, so it's easier for me.”
Turning down the blanket, you let him do as he sees fit.
“Lie back,” he instructs gently with a warmth in his eyes that makes you feel incredibly safe. “Good girl. Are you comfortable? Yeah? Alright, spread your legs for me. There we go.”
Holding your gaze, he positions himself, arms linked beneath each knee, hands resting on your hipbones, and his mouth against your inner thigh, then waits for your final consent. When you nod, his jaw closes around a mouthful of soft flesh. Although you know what's coming and you even begged him for it yourself, your body still jolts as his fangs slice into you.
However, the poison immediately spreads through the punctured vessel and into your bloodstream — easing the pain of the wound and, just as you had hoped, the aches in the rest of your body too. Heartbeat by heartbeat, the torment subsides until you feel yourself relax. In the wake of relief, pleasure begins to wash through you. Mild at first, it surges as he continues to drink his fill, reaching a crest and wrecking you on a shore of ecstasy.
“Feel better, my love?” he asks as he laps at the bite, blood drunk eyes locked on yours glittering with afterglow.
“Mhm,” you hum out of breath and stretch your arms to beckon him to you.
Crawling over you, he steals a kiss and wraps you up in his arms, tucking your head beneath his chin and rubbing your back as you drift off together.
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ragfam · 1 year
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Think hes smiling!
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of-comfort-and-love · 2 years
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Check out this adorable commission by @mitsurugireiji.
Aren't they so cute? Mozart such a sweetheart and gentleman underneath his cold exterior. ^^
Hngh, so much pink!!! 😍😍😍💗💗💗
His commissions are currently open so please check him out. 💖
Reblogs ok!
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weirdwriter69 · 2 years
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Mozart gives off short vibes like I don’t know how to explain it, but seeing him in sprite pictures with MC always caught me off guard. Along with Isaac, it’s okay for a guy to be shorter than MC. Not every Vampire is required by law to 6 foot tall.
This makes me wonder how tall MC is.
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arthotsglasses · 2 months
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Hello everyone, I will be at Toronto Comicon this weekend! My table is A203.
Here are some of the prints and keychain pieces that are new for this convention. See ya soon!! Got those ikevam keychains and Silvio uwu
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snoot-boop · 2 years
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So ikemen vampire 3rd anniversary event right
'Scuse me but, what are the special tickets for? Since the page it wants to take me to doesn't load in.
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pseudofaux · 1 year
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What are your thoughts on the new characters in ikevam?
Thanks for asking! I am going to put a link to the video in the comments/notes of this post if anyone hasn’t seen these new characters yet.
First thought:
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I wish they looked less alike at a distance! To reveal two characters with white hair, white shirts, the same skin, and a general mirroring of hair underwhelms me. We’ve seen their combined palette before. On Mozart. Compared to the existing cast they look washed out— maybe that’s on purpose, theories next paragraph! And this lack of enthusiasm isn’t a quibble with the illustrations, they’re not ugly. Ike-ist of men/vampires. But they are visually bland, and presented together, I don’t find a lot to distinguish these characters from each other until I start looking hard. Until now the IkeVamp character designs have been a lot more visually appealing to me, even on characters that I didn’t end up liking so much. That’s why these feel like a letdown in a way.
There was a design element that definitely unifies them on purpose: the matching harnesses they’re rocking, which have me intrigued. I haven’t played any route in EN since Comte’s, maybe in Vlad’s route some secret society of existing-out-of-the-flow time managers were revealed? purebloods: GROUNDED I can’t make out much beyond shapes, at first I thought their icons were gears but having zoomed, I don’t think so any more. Their belts/cummerbund things are part of the get up, the shoulder piece comes down and attaches to the belt. I LOVE A MAN IN WEIRD UNIFORM. 💕
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Identical as far as I can tell, EXCEPT:
Galileo (on the right above) has a pewter lock/safety pin end hanging from his shoulder pin. Drake’s looks to be brass, the same tone as the charm the things hang from.
I’m also not 100% on the hip icons being the same. It could just be the angle but Drake’s doesn’t appear to narrow over the top of the loop like Galileo. In historical significance I tend to think of Galileo as outranking Sir Francis Drake, that could be coloring my guess here. 😂
Other thoughts
They make the game logo look more beautiful every reveal, never change anything except your event mechanics, Cybird
First full body of Galileo: “This game already has a character with a coat on his shoulders, get OUT”
First listen with sound: “oh fuck me, that’s [Galileo] Furukawa doing ‘thickly repressed’ 🥴🫠🫠🫠💸💸💸”
WHY ISN’T THE SECOND ONE “FIGARO”
Drake’s got an anchor on his uniform, that’s the kind of design indulgence I am missing and wanting more of!
Drake is hotter to me, I like the little smirk
Both associated with maps (this shows up in their character card backgrounds!) interesting choice, Galileo focusing on astronomy and Drake a pirate privateer so we see a map from his circumnavigation— I wonder why they didn’t “pair” Drake with Magellan or Cavendish
bi Why do I keep holding out hope they’re going to give us a woman or non-binary character, I am always crossing my fingers they will put Madame de Staël in this!!!! (that’s who I would OC)
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ifthiswingscouldfly · 11 months
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10 Reasons you're Mozart
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1) You're talented at music since you were a child.
2) You love cleaning and keeping everything tidy.
3) You hate annoying people and people with loud voices.
4) You're possessive over your s.o.
5) You prefer small friend groups over the big ones.
6) You hate hurting your loved ones so you distance yourself away from them.
7) You enjoy eating meat.
8) You hate dry food. (Mo-kun you're not a cat!)
9) You hate gossip.
10) You're a softie inside.
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Post date: 22nd/Jun/2023
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shookspearewrites · 2 years
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Anon, thank you endlessly for this ask! As you may or may not know, my ducklings, I am a figure skater so requests of the boys + ice skating make me so unimaginably happy ^^ 
You may be excited to know that behind the scenes, I have been writing a big project about figure skating~ I can’t tell you guys too much yet but it is Ice Hockey player Theo x my figure skating OC Freda and includes pretty much all of the vampires doing ice sports! I think it’s real fun and cute and that Ice Hockey Theo is mega fine omg, I’m really excited to share it with you guys in the future (✿◡‿◡)
- JJ x
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Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart:
He just sits there, mouth hung slightly agape as he watches your figure twirl around on the screen of Sebastian’s smartphone. Something stirs in his heart watching the performance to Moonlight Sonata, the emotion in the skate and the music resonating within him. He’s never seen anything like it, anyone like you that has the ability to steal his breath away so effortlessly. 
Mozart finds your spins particularly spectacular and often asks Sebastian to show him clips of your skating whenever he needs some inspiration for his music. Of course, Sebastian happily obliges him and talks about your skating career with great detail, making Mozart even more impressed.
It takes you a little by surprise when he insists that you go on an ice skating date with him, even though it’s snowing outside and the only rink available is a little frozen over lake out in the forest, it shows you that he really does care for you under his cold exterior, you know, since he hates cold weather. 
You’ll have to hold his hands on the ice since he’s more than a little scared of falling, but Mozart has surprisingly good footwork. He does get distracted by watching you skate so elegantly though and has to sit himself down on the bank of the lake to admire you fully - He’s sure he’ll never see a sight more beautiful than you skating so perfectly with the backdrop of the wonderful winter surrounding you. And Wolfgang is certain that the snow looks almost dull and grey in comparison to your shine.
He’ll compose music especially for you to skate to, listening to all your thoughts on programmes and composing accordingly. 
Theodorus van Gogh:
Oh so his new little plaything is a twirl girl, how interesting.
He will secretly admire you as you flit around the mansion gracefully, his mind wandering and imagining how beautiful you’d look gliding along the ice.
When you invite the vampires to go skating with you, Theo is admittedly a little nervous about how you’ll perceive his skating but, he disguises his nerves with bravado - skating around with a confident smirk, teasing when he glides by you with speed, “C’mon on then, show us what you got, ijsprinses.”
As you gracefully skate around, effortlessly landing jumps and performing beautiful spins, Theo finds himself a little lost for words as he watches you. He will have to step off the ice and sit down with Sebas and a cup of coffee to properly take in your performance, in awe at your ability. “Seems like my hondje knows some tricks, huh?” Theo almost spits out his coffee when Sebastian replies, “I’d expect nothing less of an Olympic silver medallist.”
Theo is an excellent businessman, so don’t be too surprised when he somehow manages to rent out the city’s only rink for the whole day for you to practice on. He’ll sit rink side and watch you with adoration in his eyes and pride in his heart as you smile brighter than he’s ever seen. There aren’t many things Theo would take a day off of work for, but seeing you skate? He’d sacrifice the world for that.
Leonardo Da Vinci:
He certainly is excited to see you skate; he’s noticed how passionate you seem whenever you talk about skating so, he can’t wait to see you glow on the ice.
Leonardo is particularly impressed with the beautiful Biellmann spin you perform, smirking when he slides up to you and whispers in your ear, “Maybe we should put that flexibility of yours to good use in the bedroom, cara mia.”
He kinda skates to the beat of his own drum. He wants to learn all of the amazing moves you can pull off but knows that he doesn’t have the patience to learn the correct techniques - This results in him throwing himself into jumps with incorrect techniques and collecting a few bruises along the way. But even when he falls over, Leonardo just grins and tells you that he’s determined to be involved in your favourite activity, even if he isn’t great at it.
Leonardo notices every time you complain about how difficult it is to skate in your 1890s attire and he stores those comments in a little notebook of his along with designs for some skating dresses for you. He’s spoken at length with Sebas about your iconic routines and dresses from your time as a professional and spends a lot of time trying to design and piece together something you’d find both comfy and cute. He’ll gift you a beautiful red velvet skate dress that he designed “just because”, made by the best boutique in Paris especially for you and he always feels so proud when he watches you skate in it.
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