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brawltogethernow · 10 months
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@ladynoirjuly day 1: wedding bells
Post reveal gloop and also trauma? The scene transition where his mask faded into white jumpscared me.
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ladynoirjuly · 11 months
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Ladynoir July 2023 is almost here! We are very excited for this year’s event and hope you all are ready to create some content since we are missing it in canon right now! Super huge thanks again to one of our mods @chocoluckchipz for making this amazing calendar (with some assist from @ladyofthenoodle)!
The Ladynoir July discord server came up with and voted on this year’s prompts. If you would like to be part of the prompt selection process in the future, or if you just want to hang out in a quiet, salt-free server that loves Ladynoir, feel free to reach out for an invite in DMs.
To participate in this event, use the prompts (also written out below the cut) during the month of July to create art, fic, gifs, music, cosplay, anything you want! Just be sure to @ this blog and use the tag #ladynoirjuly2023. You do not have to do the prompts in order, nor do you have to do all of them. Do as many or as few as you’d like, and, most importantly, don’t forget to have fun!
That being said, please keep in mind a few rules:
1. This is a salt-free event. Please keep all of your submissions free of heavy critique/bashing of the show/characters/ships.
2. Please keep your submissions centred around Ladynoir. You may include other corners of the Lovesquare, but the majority of the work should be revolving around Ladynoir.
3. This event is open to people of all ages. NSFW submissions are allowed, but please put them under a Read More and tag appropriately.
4. Have fun!
Works that do not adhere to these rules will not be reblogged.
If your work hasn’t been reblogged within 48 hours, please, check if you’ve mentioned this blog in your post ( @ladynoirjuly​ ) AND tagged your work with #ladynoirjuly2023. If everything is in order but your work was still not reblogged, please, reach out to the mod team. We’ll do our bests not to miss anyone, but sometimes things slip through.
We can’t wait to see what you all come up with this year!
Wedding Bells
Emergency Contact
Truth or Dare
Cards
Shooting Stars
That Costume Suits You
My Boyfriend vs Your Girlfriend
In Another Life
I Lied
Trust Fall
Don’t Let Go
Trapped
In the Dark
Lingering Touch
Shared Dreams
Rewrite the Stars
Roses
Sunrise
Vigilante
Undercover
Masquerade
Entangled
If I Never Saw You Again
Out of Time
In the Rain
Oh… oh.
Name
You Still Have Me
Back to Back
Against the World
In Every Universe
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wavesketches · 10 months
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that one twitter lesbian meme but it's LadyNoir ✨
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linnieluna · 9 months
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Ladynoir July | Day 17 ; Day 23; Day 24
I had this mini-comic planned for some time and forced myself to push through it. The last panel is my absolute favorite, i spent way too long on that one
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moondancer35 · 9 months
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Under a Parisian Sky
In honor of the movie being released (and also LadyNoir July) have a piece I finished almost a month ago. I thought the prompt “You Still Have Me” was most fitting, so here you go :)
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wackus-bonkus-maximus · 9 months
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Keeping Paris safe from Akumas would be much easier if Chat Noir would agree to be Ladybug’s partner—and if it wasn’t against the law. Written for @ladynoirjuly Prompt 19 - “Vigilante.”
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She found his eyes on her, his expression suddenly wistful. “If anyone can defeat him,” he said, stepping closer, “it’s you.” “If anyone can, it’s us,” Ladybug pushed. She stepped in front of him, placing a hand on his chest to stop his path. “You and I, working together, chaton. We could’ve done it by now if you stopped messing around for five minutes and took this seriously.” “I take it very seriously,” Chat Noir said, the jovial lilt in his voice telling otherwise. He brought his staff across his shoulders, hooking both wrists on either end as he met her gaze. “We’re tied, my lady, which means I’m also only one Akuma away from a win.” He leaned closer, the heat of his skin shimmering over hers. “You do remember what I get if I win, don’t you?” Ladybug pushed his face away, her palm tingling as she pulled away from his cheek. “You’re impossible.” “No,” he said, bringing his baton down and extending it to full length. His gaze caught on something unseen beneath the domed ceilings. “Just quicker than you.” With a metallic click, he was on his way up, one hand extended out before him as he reached into the shadows. Ladybug caught the dark flutter of wings midway through his ascent and, blood rushing with adrenaline, tossed her yo-yo after him.
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thelibraryloser · 10 months
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no sunshine when he’s gone
akumabug for @ladynoirjuly day 13: in the dark
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zoomed bc i spent so long picking the shading colors here and you need to see. also click on it it looks so much nicer. since chats akuma power was still destruction and split the moon, i thought hers should be a celestial event of creation hence the eclipse? the yo-yo is from the twice stabbed ladybug color scheme suggested by this post and i nearly put her in all black but it didn’t work as well since i’m new at the art and lack the technical skill to make black on black work anyway enjoy
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coffeebanana · 10 months
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written for day 22 of @ladynoirjuly Rating: Explicit Chapter: 1/4
“I thought it would be nice, that’s all. To think that no matter what, no matter where we are or what we’re doing…that some part of us is still connected. It’s the idea that we could just exist that way—that we don't need words or anything else because some part of us always knows.”
Once, Chat Noir and Ladybug were something like entangled particles. Connected. Their fates intertwined. But after Shadow Moth's defeat, something changed. Something Ladybug can't begin to understand.
One fact about quantum entanglement? It can be broken.
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sunsketch · 9 months
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in every universe... ... i love you 🌠
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For @ladynoirjuly day 31 'In Every Universe'!
Would you like to see stills of all the characters? I made a post with all of them 😊
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ladyofthenoodle · 10 months
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The sound of Adrien’s keys and bag hitting the floor was a bucket of ice cold water over her head, ripping her violently from her cloud of hyperfocus and turning her veins to ice.
The photo in her hand flutters to the ground, forgotten.
No, no, no!
She had lost track of time.
Actually, she’s not sure she’d ever had track of it at all, but after a long, devastating Sunday night had blurred into an even longer Monday without a wink of sleep to separate them, Marinette was even more time-blind than usual.
He wasn’t supposed to see this!
She hadn’t known when to expect Adrien, true, but she should have paid more attention. Should have noticed the hours ticking past and stopped to text him, or at least checked his texts to her.
She hadn’t meant for him to come home to this.
Marinette felt a panicked whine steal from her lips.
If only he’d come back after she finished—or before she started—or really, any time but when he had, it would have been fine.
If only he hadn’t found her in the middle.
for the @ladynoirjuly prompt: wedding bells
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brawltogethernow · 10 months
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@ladynoirjuly days 11, 14, 22
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monpetitchattriste · 10 months
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Wipe your tears (nothings going to hurt you)
@asukiess since you asked!
fic based on this post.
Summary: What If Monarch had used Second Chance during Jubilation and Ladybug and Chat had to relive the same dream over and over again?
Also for day 15( Shared Dream): @ladynoirjuly
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Gabriel Agreste Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Manipulation, Romance, Monarch being a complete dick, Ladynoir July 2023
She had been in this moment before. Everything about it felt hauntingly surreal but also unfamiliar. It was as if her body knew exactly what to do, but her mind struggled to grasp the truth.
Ladybug sat up in the bed and took in her surroundings. Blinking a few times to make sure this wasn't a dream.
The golden glow of the sun filtered through the windows, casting a bittersweet radiance on their bedroom. There were three bassinets on the opposite side of the bed. The room had clothes and blankets scattered throughout, resting on a rocking chair and laying on other random surfaces of the room. It was the epitome of a peaceful place. A perfectly lived-in house.
It was their home. The place where they built this life together. 
It was perfect. 
But it was too perfect, too idyllic—something was terribly wrong. She pushed the feeling down.
The only thing ruining the moment was the blaring alarm. Reaching over she turned off the clock that was ringing on the nightstand next to the bed. With a heavy sigh, she rolled back over and rested her head back on Chat's chest. 
In his slumber, he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer. 
This was everything she ever wanted. 
You have done this before. 
Her mind was screaming at her. Everything was wrong. Each part of her was pulling itself apart. Her heart wanted this to be true, her body was telling her to stay, but her mind was flashing warning signs. 
But he felt so genuine and warm underneath her. The beat of his heart was a melody in her ears. 
This is wrong.
Marinette did want to believe what her mind was telling her. But this world was too perfect, too surreal...too wrong.
It's when it all came rushing back in, the fight with Darker Owl. Monarch, losing the Miraculous, everything. The painful truth shattered the dream she held dear. They hadn't won; this life, this perfect family, was nothing but an illusion crafted to manipulate them.
 Monarch was manipulating them, again. 
The tears streamed down her face, and she couldn't explain why she was crying. This life she had yearned for, this family they were supposed to have – it was all a mirage, slipping through her fingers.
Getting out of bed she went and looked at the bassinets. There was nothing there. 
Their life was crumbling before her eyes. 
Marinette made her way back over to the bed. 
"Chat," She whispered as she shook his shoulder.
"Hmmn" Chat responded groggily, slowly opened his eyes and looked up at her. Noticing her tears he instantly woke up. "What's wrong?" 
"This isn't real. This life, this house, our children. They aren't real. This is a dream." She cried out to him. 
"What are you talking about? Of course, this is real." He brushed away the tears that were streaming down her face. 
"It's not real. We are in the middle of a fight. Don't you remember?" She pleaded with him. He had to realize this.
"No…we defeated Darker Owl….we…we…we did… didn’t we?" Chat searched her eyes, begging her to tell him that they did. 
She shook her head no. "I'm sorry." Grabbing his face she kissed him fiercely. This is probably her last time. 
As the tears mingled with her last kiss, she whispered a final farewell. "I'm sorry." And with that, she turned away from the dream that was too perfect, too surreal, and faced the cold truth of the world she needed to return to.
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Chat had never been happier. This idyllic life, with his lady nestled in his arms and their child peacefully resting on his chest, seemed like a dream come true. The picturesque scene before them, with the setting sun painting the sky in vibrant hues and a gentle summer breeze caressing his hair, should have brought peace.
Yet the nagging doubt in the depths of his mind clawed at him relentlessly. He pushed it further down, ignoring the bubbling feeling of doubt rising in his chest. He pulled her closer to him hoping to ward off the rising anxiety.  
Nothing is fine. 
It had to be though. They had defeated Monarch, they had gotten all the Miraculous…right?
He could remember it, clear as day. He remembered their wedding, the team getting back together when their first child was born.
Chat forced himself to remember those moments. Everything seemed so blurry and it made him feel disoriented. The more he tried to hold onto the precious moments, the more they eluded him, buried beneath a blurry haze of uncertainty.
This isn't a dream. This is real.
But what his heart wanted and what his brain knew were completely different things. 
There was a ringing that pierced through the tranquility that surrounded them. 
Opening his eyes, Chat came face to face with an alarm clock. But they were at the beach, there shouldn't be a clock here. 
It was a warning sign that came to confirm his worst fears. 
This isn't real.
A surge of terror gripped his being, confirming his deepest fears. This world, this life—they were nothing but a cruel illusion. Chat's heart shattered as he sat up abruptly, clutching their child protectively to his chest. With a burst of frustration, he hurled the clock into the depths of the ocean, the metallic clang swallowed by the vast expanse of water.
He placed a small kiss on the child's head. "I'm sorry." He whispered. 
There was no point in holding in the tears, so he let them fall. 
"Chat wants wrong?" Ladybug asked as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. 
"This isn't real. We are dreaming." Chat stated. There was no need to sugarcoat it or make her believe everything was fine. 
"What?" She gasped, struggling to comprehend his words.
"This world, this life it isn't happening. We are in the middle of a battle with Darker Owl. He hit us with some power that forced us into this dream upon us." Chat explained, his voice heavy with sorrow and frustration. There was an emptiness in his arms he looked down and saw that their child was no longer there. Just another sign that this world was breaking before his eyes. 
“What are you talking about this is real.” She grabbed his hand and pulled it close to her chest. “It has to be real. I can feel you.” He watched as her eyes searched his looking for a sign that he was joking.
“I’m sorry My Lady but this is too good to be true,” Chat confessed, pulling their clasped hands to his lips and pressing a tender kiss on her hand. 
“See you on the flip side,” Chat said with a watery smile. He cupped her face and gave her a longing kiss. 
With a heavy heart, Chat slowly pulled away, knowing he had to face the truth and escape this deceptive dream. But as he looked back at Ladybug one last time, he couldn't help but wish that the dream could be their reality.
I am sorry.
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“Second Chance,” Monarch said as he tapped the ring with annoyance– for the fifth time. 
This was getting plain boring and borderline depressing. How many times did he have to go through this tedious cycle? The repetition was mind-numbing and bordering on infuriating. Defeat, marriage, children, and then the wake-up call—it was all painfully predictable. And each time they escaped the dream, Chat Noir's rage seemed to escalate, so maybe that could be used to his advantage.
“Sir, don’t you think they have been through this enough times?” Wazzy dared to interject from his small confinement, earning a withering glare from Monarch.
Monarch watched through the eyes of Darker Owl as he cast the power of jubilation on them again. Tapping his foot he watched the same fantasy play out. It was sickening watching these two children live out this illusion of happiness. And never once revealing who they were. 
"Silence!" he snapped at Wazzy, the annoyance bubbling up in his throat.
 Chat Noir broke free from the trance once again, and Monarch couldn't help but curse under his breath. He wanted to see them suffer, not keep breaking out of the dream. It was like trying to hold water in a sieve.
Soon Chat Noir was attacking Darker Owl, screaming about the things he lost yet again. Meanwhile, Ladybug seemed to stand still watching the fight. 
 Maybe this was his opening. He could have him avoid Chat Noir and go start for Ladybug. Only if she wasn’t the one to break the trance this next time. 
“Second Chance,” He called out for the final time. 
Yet once again Ladybug was about to break down the fantasy world and gain the upper hand in the battle. 
Gabriel massaged the bridge of his nose, trying to quell his rising frustration. This whole affair was pathetic. 
This was completely pathetic. 
Within a few minutes, Chat Noir's sudden burst of anger took Monarch by surprise, and he watched as the hero unleashed his power with intensity. He fully believed that Chat Noir was going to kill Darker Owl until Ladybug call out for him to stop. 
For a moment, he contemplated calling for another chance, but even that felt futile. The heartache he saw in their eyes, the pain he had caused—it had to be enough, at least for now. 
Maybe next time he would be able to wear them down even more.
Reluctantly, he allowed them to capture and purify the akuma, knowing that the day would come when those Miraculous would be his. He couldn't let them forget that. The annoying duo would eventually succumb to his will, but for now, he had to retreat and relish in the turmoil he caused them. 
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FIRST FOUR DAYS OF LADYNOIRJULY!!! WHOOO. @ladynoirjuly
Prompts:
1: Wedding Bells (He's under them)
2: Truth or Dare (She dared him to tight-rope blindfolded)
3: Emergency Contact (She found a cat and is calling an expert)
4: Cards (House of Cards!)
See you soon for the next prompts! ^^
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tsuki-chibi · 10 months
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Ladynoir July 2023 Day 6: That Costume Suits You
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She was nervous.
She shouldn’t be nervous.
“This is such a bad idea,” she said, fingering her earrings nervously. “I just feel like something is bound to go wrong.”
“Aw, come on. It’s just some photos for the press. We’re not going to be fighting or anything like that.” Chat’s voice floated around the corner. “If we don’t go out there, people will wonder why. We promised.”
They had promised. Marinette frowned to herself and sighed, knowing that Chat was right. Not only would people wonder why if they didn’t show up, people would also be disappointed that they hadn’t shown up. And she really hated the thought of disappointing all the people waiting for them. She sighed and unclipped her earrings, holding them in the palm of her hand.
“Alright,” she said, resigned. “Here’s my earrings.”
“Here’s my ring.” Chat’s hand appeared around the corner. Marinette scrutinized it despite herself. Either he was wearing something short-sleeved or he’d thought to roll up his sleeves, because all she could see was part of his wrist and his hand holding the Black Cat miraculous.
A little relieved, she took the ring and left her earrings in his palm. Chat’s hand retreated back around the corner as Marinette slipped the ring on her finger. It immediately shrank and changed shape slightly, just enough to fit her finger comfortably. Plagg appeared in a flash of bright green light and immediately beamed at her. Marinette smiled back and gently patted his head in welcome.
“Plagg, claws outs!” she whispered. The hallway was flooded with green light, and a moment later she was Ladynoire again.
“Tikki, spots on!”
One flash of red light later, Mister Bug stepped around the corner. He was smiling. Ladynoire smiled back, feeling slightly less nervous now that they had actually transformed. He stopped in front of her and spread his hands.
“How do I look?” he asked her.
“Good. Let me just –” Ladynoire stepped closer and reached up for his hair. Frowning critically, she fussed around with the strands until they looked a little more presentable. Chat’s hair was infamously difficult to tame, but it seemed a little more cooperate now that he was Mister Bug instead. Probably Tikki’s doing.
“Better?” Mister Bug said as she pulled back.
“Yeah, much,” Ladynoire said. She nervously twined her finger around the edge of her braid. “How do I look?”
“You look amazing. That costume suits you,” Mister Bug said sincerely. He gently seized her hand, making her drop her braid, and brought it to his lips. The resulting light kiss on the back of her hand made a flurry of ladybugs swarm through Ladynoire’s stomach.
“Thanks,” she said, a bit breathlessly. “But I don’t think I’ll ever get used to seeing myself in black and green. Nor you in red and black.” She lightly flicked his nose, and he grinned.
“It’s only for a little while. Just to please the crowds,” he said. “Got your model smile?”
“Got it,” Ladynoire said, flashing him a bright smile. It pleased her to see that Mister Bug looked a bit stunned by that; her smile widened.
Mister Bug cleared his throat and dropped her hand, taking out his yoyo. “Well… shall we?”
Ladynoire took out her baton, letting it extend, and finally felt a little excited instead of dread. “Let’s do it!”
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wackus-bonkus-maximus · 9 months
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Chat Noir has been fighting Chrysalide alone for years when one day, Ladybug appears. She seems to already know him, and is a little too eager to be friends. But the more she pushes for her and Chat Noir to reveal their identities, the harder she is to trust. 
Written for @ladynoirjuly Prompt 31 - “In Every Universe”
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She was red from head to boot, spots as black as her hair decorating the material of her suit and dotting her mask like ink drops. She looked like she was dressed up as a watermelon for a children’s theater show, and when she pulled back to beam at him, it was with a grin of manic joy. “It’s me!” the girl said, laughing. “Ladybug!” Chat Noir gaped at her, too stunned to notice the approaching pulse of light bearing down from overhead. But then the girl—Ladybug—tackled him to the ground once more, and they rolled to safety behind a row of cars. When he looked up, the remains of the cobbled street where they’d been standing moments before were scorched black. “Do I know you?” Chat Noir asked, turning to look at her. Ladybug’s smile rapidly deflated.
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thelibraryloser · 9 months
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for ladynoir july day 20: undercover
Ladybug’s brows furrowed as she glanced between Chat Noir and his target. “What’s wrong?”
“I was just thinking.”
“Can you think after the fight? Or better yet, leave the thinking to the Lady in charge?”
He ignored her barb and lowered his hand. “What do you want?”
Cleansweep snarled. “I want to rid the world of litterers! Inconsiderate, filthy—”
“Not you,” Chat interrupted. “I was talking to Monarch.”
The akumatized victim’s face glowed with the outline of an ultraviolet mask—a sure indication that Monarch was paying attention.
“What are you—” Ladybug huffed impatiently and gave her yo-yo a tug, causing the ensnared villain to flinch and drop his broom. “He wants our Miraculous, Kit… Chat, you know that. Why are you wasting time?”
“Maybe I’m sick of doing the same thing over and over again without a good reason,” he snapped, whirling to face her. “We’ve never even bothered to ask what he’s trying to accomplish. Have you ever thought about why he wants our Miraculous so badly?”
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“Maybe he’s going to wish for a better sense of fashion.”
Ladybug snorted and buried her head against Chat’s shoulder. “You’re so right! That last akuma? With the ridiculous wig?”
“I was thinking of the one before that. I’m pretty sure the pattern on his cape caused permanent damage to my retinas.”
“Oh, because you know so much about fashion, Mr. Leather Catsuit.”
“You’d be surprised.” He chuckled quietly, and she smiled at the warm flutter of his breath against her hair. “And I thought you were a fan of the catsuit.”
A shiver raced over her skin, chasing after his fingertips as they tickled up her sides. She closed her eyes and nuzzled closer, searching for the sound of his heartbeat. There—steady and quick beneath her ear, and a perfect match for her own. She smiled.
“I suppose… you pull it off pretty well.”
“I’d let you pull it off of me pretty well,” he whispered, and even though she couldn’t see it, the eyebrow wiggle was apparent in his tone.
Ladybug planted a kiss on his shoulder and then shoved him off the roof, grinning at the sound of his startled laughter as he tumbled over the edge.
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