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thewitchunderyourbed · 1 year

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When the Sun goes down

Sorry, I'm bad at summaries, guess you have to read the whole thing

Chapter 1

Pairing: JoyToy!Johnny x V

Warning: language, sexual themes, brief mention of violence and abuse.

V strolled down Jig-Jig Street, as her friend Goro once said "what kind of name is that?"

Well, what did he expect from a hub full of sex shops and prostitutes?

Taking the turn for Wakako's Pachinko Parlor the neon light reflected on her dark sunglasses, and the sounds of moans and implant commercials filled her ears, annoying her even more.

She was beyond pissed.

She scoffed at the sound of slot machines and almost ripped the damn curtains draped over the door to Wakako's office.

"V, my dear. I heard the gig was a success" the old woman greeted her, always composed.

V, as an answer tossed a bloodied shard on the fixer's desk, the little piece of tech rattled on the wooden surface, leaving a trail of brain pieces and hair.

"Why didn't you tell me my "contact" was a cyberpsycho? Had to make his head into pudding and then retrieve that fucking shard" she hissed.

"But you succeed, didn't you? Eddies are already on your account" Wakako said, with a gesture of her hand her pupils lit up, a sign that she was transferring the money.

"Thank you" V muttered "I'm going home if you need me you know how to find me," she said heading for the exit.

"Wait, V." the woman called, making the merc turn around.

"You're getting noticed a lot, and in a good way. Your exploits are known all over Japan Town and your skills are already legendary. The prostitutes in this neighborhood dream only of you." she smirked.

"Oh, lucky me" the girl replied, unamused.

"What I'm trying to say, my child, is that life is short for not having some fun" the fixer said adjusting her round glasses on her nose.

V snorted "Is what you said to your five husbands?" and with that, she left the Parlor.

It's not that V disliked hookers, she's friends with more than one, but paying for sex it's something she doesn't wish to do.

She would be a hypocrite if she said she had not thought about it on more than one occasion when her stressed brain craved something that wasn't just pain and medications.

A cute JoyToy would make her forget about her pitiful life made of death and money for an hour or two but then she would return to her path of loneliness, with less money and her systems to check up by Vik.

The truth was that she did not care about sex that much anyway.

The oddly shaped strap-ons on display in the shop's windows were almost hilarious to her, for not talking about the Mr. Stud commercials, she knew a guy who had a very HARD time with one of those.

Wakako was right, though.

The hookers were launching themselves at her as she passed, hoping to be noticed and make some money or to simply spend time with her, to have something to gossip around.

"I know what the famous merc is into under the sheets" she could already hear them.

Almost out of the hub, returning to her loved bike her attention was caught by shouts, two people were arguing.

"Oh, for fucks sake" she huffed, tempted to just leave them be and return home for collapsing on her bed.

"What did you just call me, you useless whore?" a Japanese man screamed in his mother tongue.

"A wretched piece of shit, keep your fucking hands to yourself if you can't pay," another man with dark aviators said.

The first grabbed the latter by his net shirt, making his glasses fall onto the dirty ground.

"Hey!" V yelled towards the two, approaching with quick steps.

"Is he troubling you?" the merc asked the male JoyToy.

"And what the hell do you want? Take his place, maybe?" the molester, eyed her from head to toe.

"If you don't immediately leave within three seconds, I swear I'll rip off that poor excuse of genitals you have between your legs, and make you forcefully swallow them, do you copy?" she asked, throwing the man against the nearest wall and unsheathing her mantis blades.

The poor fucker almost peed his pants as he ran away, tripping on his own feet by looking behind himself, afraid of being followed by V.

"Could have made it by myself" the JoyToy scoffed.

"You're welcome" arching one eyebrow at him, she lowered down to pick up his glasses handing them to their owner.

"Thank you" he finally said, extending a shiny cybernetic arm "I'm Johnny"

It takes some time for V to realize she was meant to introduce herself too, lost in her thought of a soft and warm bed as the cold rain started to fall on Night City.

"I'm V... Sorry to ask you but..." she gestured where a golden feather-like cyberware adorned his neck "-you're not a JoyToy".

Johnny fished out a cigarette from the back pocket of his leather pants and V took out a lighter from one of hers.

Stepping closer to him and using her free hand to prevent the small flame to be blown out by the rising wind, she lit the cigarette held between his lips.

He let out a nervous exhale of smoke before speaking "I was a doll, at Clouds. That fucking place is a soulsucker, I've been beaten one too many times, waking up in a bloodbath without even remembering by whom or why. I quit that place forever"

She could still see a trace of fear in his dark eyes even if the secure expression on his beautiful features tried to mask it.

"You're not having much luck even here" she pointed out.

"At least I'm not a sex zombie anymore, why the hell do you care anyway?" he inquired suspiciously.

"I'm in a good work relationship with Okada, this district fixer. Her problems and the ones of her clients often became mine to resolve. I like to keep myself well informed" V said, raising the hood of her jacket on her head.

"See you around, Johnny" she smiled weakly before stepping under the pounding rain.

"Wait! Don't you... I mean, as a thank you?" he raised his voice to be heard.

"As a thank you, you can stay safe" she ignited the engine of her Arch to life before speeding away.

"See you around, V" he sighed, shivering in the cold night.

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Feel free to comment and give constructive critiques. English is not my mother tongue so if you have found some errors, please let me know.

Ideas and suggestions are welcomed too 💕

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mutodaes · 3 months

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The Shepherd of Souls

I had an idea for a COTL AU in which the Lamb is a reincarnation of the original god of death, known as the Shepherd of Souls.

#my art #cult of the lamb #the lamb #cotl lamb #cotl narinder #cotl au #cotl fanart #relics of the old faith added some very interesting lore surrounding how one would become a bishop #so the idea is that Narinder found the crown after the gods' war #and the lamb was fated to be chosen as his vessel (and eventual successor) because they were the original wearer of the crown #illustration #narilamb #< adding this tag bc. yeah 👍

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bamsara · 3 months

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helpful, now? hmm.

trod au doots for later

#trod au #the rehabilitation of death #cult of the lamb #narilamb #narinder #lamb #cotl toww #doodles #relics #tw blood

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candycatstuffs · 1 year

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Cowboy Moment, rotating them SO hard in my brain

#also thinkin about how far their designs hav come :]#the early ones are.... Not It #sth #sonic the hedgehog #sonic fanart #sonic au #amy rose #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #team dark #tails doll #cowboy au #satlr #sonic and the lost relic

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cotl-flower-crown · 5 months

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Have the children had a chance to meet ???? yet?

Proud momma's gotta brag about her kids to everyone, hehehe

#Aww man #I forgot to draw the mystic seller in the corner :<#cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl au #cult of the lamb au #cotl next gen #cotl narilamb #narilamb #cotl babies #cotl oc #cotl relics of the old faith

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gamergenia · 1 month

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#hollow knight #the hollow knight #thk #my art #lemm #relic seeker lemm #genias art #genias hk aus

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bluerosefox · 9 months

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In a Single Night

I see a bunch of 'Brucie punching Vlad at a Gala because he was being a creep towards a forced to attend Danny' and bring forth Selina about to skin a creepy man with her claws after she sneaks into his fancy party hes having to steal a cat relic he has (also steals his cat as well) and finds a recently recaptured Dani (Ellie) whose forced to play the 'perfect' daughter role for the night.

Or we can have Tim overhear Vlad threatening Danny saying "Do as I say Daniel, we wouldn't want your tiny failure of a clone to destabilize do we?" And that, that sends Tim on a warpath against Vlad Masters. (Clone Rights!!!! -Tim says)

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callsign-relic · 20 days

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HI RELIC I’M GLAD YOU’RE BACK!!!!

If requests are open, might I suggest a sequel to the first contact Shockwave fic or the ‘Drift and Ratchet find an injured human’ fic?

Alternatively, if you’re feeling it, a sfw tasty AU Rodimus fic in which he finds a human hiding in the walls or wherever, takes them, and keeps it a secret from everyone else?

Thank you Tripleglitch!!! You’re my first request after literal months, and I’m happy to have written this for you :) For this request I’ve decided to make a sequel to the first contact Drift and Ratchet fic, which you can find here!

Warnings: SFW, GN!Human!Reader, First Contact AU

The next few moments passed by like a blur to your weary head. You weren’t sure if your lack of vision was from your pounding headache, or from how the giant white mech held you cupped against his chest. The beat of his heart (or whatever his equivalent to a heart was) thudded against you in a gentle rhythm— it seemed to be the only thing keeping you aware enough from passing out entirely.

The only place you could look was up, and all you were met with was the chin of the titan who held you. Occasionally, he would glance down at you with furrowed brows, cooing at you softly in alien tones, but you tore your head away before you could lock eyes. The white mech was kinder than the red one who held you before, sure, but you still felt a pit in your stomach form each time you looked into his piercing blue eyes.

There’s a sound of shifting metal, and suddenly you’re squinting from the intruding light. No longer are you wrapped in the radiating warmth of Drift’s big servos, but you’re placed down onto a cool, stainless steel rolling desk. You fold your legs underneath you and rub at your arms at the sudden drop in temperature, sucking in air through your teeth with each touch to your bruised skin.

Above you, Drift watches. You try not to look.

“Poor thing must be freezing,” Drift’s dermas pout to the side.

“Really?” Ratchet asks, too busy pressing buttons and configuring settings on a scanning machine to look for himself. “How can you tell?”

“It’s shivering,” the samurai gestures a hand towards you, causing you to flinch back, but the mech hardly notices as he addresses the CMO. “Maybe it’s trying to warm itself up.”

“It would make sense,” Ratchet hums from behind the console. “Some organics, the energon that runs through them— it flows at a temperature warm enough that keeps their whole frames warm. If they’re in cold enough conditions, that natural warmth from inside them isn’t enough to keep them warm.”

Drift lets out a small gasp at that. “Then we should hurry! We don’t want it freezing to death.” The samurai hurries to Ratchet’s side, examining the screen the medic was working on. Ratchet lifts his arms at Drift’s sudden intrusion, staring at him bewilderedly— but Drift’s too focused on the console to notice. “Is the scanner ready yet??”

“It would be if you didn’t butt in the way—“ The medic shoves his white plated partner to the side— not very roughly, but still enough to get him out of the way. With a last few swipes to the screen, the scanning machine hums to life. You jump back at the sudden noise, scrambling as far back as you can from the alien mechanism.

Drift notices, moving away from behind the scanner to reach a servo out behind you— prepared to catch you if you happened to make a fall off of the rolling table. But thankfully, you stop just a few relative feet away from the edge. Still, you don’t budge.

“Come on, little one, it’s alright,” Drift urges sweetly, slowly bringing one of his hands up from behind you to push you forwards. You gasp at the sudden contact, a scream tearing through your throat as you push back against the massive hand. You may have been injured, sure, but there was no way you were going to let two gigantic aliens push you into a machine that you had no idea of it what it could do. For all you knew, you were being ferried into your death.

“What’s the matter?” Ratchet asks, peeking his helm out from behind the screen. “Just get it in there, already.”

“I’m trying,” Drift insists, “but it’s fighting back. It doesn’t want to go inside.”

“What does it matter how it’s reacting? Just get it in and it’ll see for itself that it’s fine.”

“Ratchet, we’re trying to gain its trust! Forcing it to do something it doesn’t want to do, safe or not, isn’t the way to do that.”

As the two titans debated above you, the samurai’s white servo inched you ever closer into the machine. You try pushing back, but all of your weight combined isn’t enough to even budge the force of the mech’s hand. The eerie blue glow of the machine rapidly approaching, you close your eyes as you’re pushed inside, bracing for impact.

“Oh,” Drift realizes, pulling his hand away. “They’re inside.”

Blue light washes over you once, then twice, then a third time. Agonizingly slow, with a low, droning hum— you close your eyes, expecting the worst. Only, after those few swipes of the machine’s light… nothing happens. You dare to crack open an eye, and are only met with the lights of the medbay.

“Well, Ratchet? What does it say?” Drift comes to Ratchet’s side once more, optics scanning the scanner’s screen impatiently.

“Just give it a second, there are countless organic species this thing could be, after all.” Ratchet steps to the side a bit, allowing the samurai more space to stand. Or, more accurately, allowing the medic more room for himself to breathe. After a few moments, awaiting in bated breath, the scanner chirps out a beep. The results had come in.

Ratchet leans in, studying the text as it all pours in. “‘Species: human’… ‘planet of origin: earth’… hm, and just how far is that from Cybertr— WHAT?!” The medic’s jaw drops as the scanner answers the question for him— thousands upon thousands of lightyears.

“That far…?” Drift repeats Ratchet’s sentiment, he could hardly believe it himself.

“Then how could it ended up on the ship??” Ratchet continues, looking to you, hugging your knees on the steel table. “I doubt we could have picked it up before our initial launch, but on all the planets we’ve visited this far, I don’t recall seeing any humans…”

“How hardly matters anymore, doc,” Drift replies, stepping out from behind the scanner to approach you once more. You look up at the massive white mech, hesitant still. The samurai gazes down at you with soft optics and furrowed brows, but tries to offer you a little smile all the same. “We have to return it home. The poor thing must be terrified, so far away from its home.”

Ratchet grunts, “Well, I suppose that’s one thing we can agree on. But I’m not certain the other two captains want to change trajectory all for a single human.” Raising a servo to his temple as he steps forward too, the red bot huffs out a small sigh. “We’d go way off course, we’d get further behind on our mission than we already are.”

As Ratchet spoke, Drift lowered his hands down— not grabbing you, only offering them down for you to inspect. Your gaze flicks between Drift’s hands and his face, as if you were waiting for him to jump out at you any moment. But he doesn’t. The spectralist simply waits, watching your every move with patience. Maybe he wanted you to climb on of your own accord, this time?

Despite how every instinct in your body told you no, you swallowed it all down and moved forward anyway. You raise one of your feet, placing it down onto the platform of Drift’s hand. Then you did the same with your other foot. All the way until you were centered in the mech’s palm. Above you, Drift smiles, bringing his other hand beside you to give you a wider platform.

“Well, we’ll just have to try,” Drift declares. Slowly, he starts to raise you up towards his chest, to where Ratchet leans in a little to get a better look at you as well. You back away from the red mech— with how roughly he handled you, you still weren’t sure if you could trust him. “I’m a captain on the ship too, you know. I’m certain Rodimus and Megatron would at least be willing to hear me out.”

Ratchet responds with an unsure hum, focusing his optics down on the little creature Drift carried within his servos. Your eyes widen at the sudden attention, and you quickly turn your head, hoping the medic takes the hint and pulls away his burning gaze. “If they say no, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Drift snorts, “C’mon, doc, who do you take me for? Besides,” and his free servo is raising up again, this time extending a single digit to you. You lean away, staring at it cautiously. You weren’t sure what this meant… but if offering your finger meant the same thing as it did on earth, then, you might as well be polite to the alien who was kindest to you. Tentatively, you place your comparatively tiny hands atop the top of the offered digit, shaking it a little. Drift beams. “We’ll take care of it as long as it’s on the ship.”

“Wha— what do you mean, ‘we’?!” Ratchet leans back, incredulous. But when Drift doesn’t reply, his attention solely focused on you in his hand, the medic’s dermas straighten out to a thin line. “Ugh… you’re killin’ me, kid. Fine. We’ll both watch it.”

Finally, Drift turns his helm, ecstatic. “Really?! Oh, thank you, doc!”

“Yeah, yeah, only cause I wouldn’t trust this thing under anyone else’s watch.” As Drift coos at you, excited to be able to keep you safe, Ratchet’s own gaze flits lazily to you. You notice, looking back up at him, and trying not to squirm away. The medic only sighs, offering you a slight, albeit tired, smile.

“Looks like you’re stuck with us for now, little one.”

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kedicatt-cotl · 11 months

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Kallamar revived

It didn’t take long to convince him

#fishy thursday #WOO PLOT #cult of the baabaa kids #cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl au #cotl art #cotl kallamar #cotl lamb #cotl leshy #cotl heket #cotl relics of the old faith #cotl narinder

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dread-red-queen · 2 months

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Another day in the office

🚫do not reupload/edit my shots/art without my permission🚫

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pinkanonwrites · 14 days

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that ask about Megatron and fairies AUGH MY HEART

Don’t worry Megs I’ll be the delusional fairy perched upon your shoulder <333

If you were his bonkers little fairy willing to sit with him after all he's done he would absolutely not get it. He definitely thinks you're a bit crazy- you must be, if he's the person you're choosing to spend all your free time with. He may even try to shoo you away at first, baffled and even a bit frustrated at your dogged stubbornness.

Over time, though? He'd definitely warm up to you. It's not always obvious, he has a pretty good poker face after all. But every once in a while he'll read his writing out loud to you as you sit on his shoulder, or stroke your head or cheek with a calloused thumb, achingly gentle. If he found a fairy that was really willing to stick around he'd be incredibly protective, keeping you out of the way of genuine harm as well as Rodimus's grabby hands.

#transformers #knightformers #tf au #megatron #tf megatron #transformers x reader #x reader #megatron x reader #callsign-relic #pink chat #maccadam

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verysmallcyborg · 3 months

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[ END OF LINE ]

#fornax #femroe #gpose #ffxiv #you can't tell but i'm real goddamn ECSTATIC abt the manderville relics and their aesthetics LOL. tron/cyberpunk enjoyer at heart #au roe

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frayazicat · 2 months

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what if Triplets Dan, Danny, and Ellie?

like, people like to make at least Dan and Danny twins, but why not all three?? i never see that happen.

here's what i'm thinking. Reveal Gone Good, but Danny now has to tell his parents about the OTHER TWO biggest secrets he's kept from them; Dan and Ellie. he's a little hesitant cause this is not Phantom Planet compliant so they don't know about Vlad.

Dan's still in his thermos timeout thinking about what he's done and Ellie is...somewhere.

so, he tells them about his clone and his future self. this includes what Vlad has done to him. does it include who did this? maybe, i don't know. dealer's choice. anyways, the Fenton parents want to meet their new kids.

Team Phantom gets in touch with Ellie to get to FentonWorks as soon as possible while Danny introduces them to Dan.

it..might not go as planned, might end up fine, that's also dealer's choice. but! in the end, they somehow redeem Dan. Ellie arrives and the duo are welcomed into the family!

but, there are two problems now.

1) how do they explain away their new children?

and 2) Dan is full ghost (and adult-sized, i'm not sure the parents are old enough for a kid his age) and Ellie is an unstable clone - both half Vlad, and really not wanting to be half Vlad.

their solution to the second problem? make new bodies for them! they made two fully stable Halfa clone bodies from Danny, had Ellie and Dan fuse their cores inside these clones near the end of making them, and waited for them to pop out of the tubes at the same age as Danny! this might take some help from Clockwork and Danny to pull off without more melting clones..

anyways! now, they have three Halfa children. all they have to do at this point is find a way to explain the sudden appearance of TWO MORE KIDS!

their solution for THAT problem? hack into the database and change the medical files so it showed that THREE kids were birthed instead of one; Danail Jack, Daniel Jackson, and Dannielle Jacklyn Fenton. Dan, Danny, and Ellie.

but the parents take it SO MUCH FURTHER. they bribe the local schools and hospitals, they make fake receipts of things bought for them and fake records of government child support, and they even photoshop younger versions of Ellie and Dan into the family photos to make it legit. heck, they might have even gone back in time via Clockwork to add the birth certificates! they're THAT committed!

so, we got a new family of six gaslighting, gatekeeping, and girlbossing their way into legitimacy.

"What do you mean we only had two kids this entire time? Look at these records! Look at how similar they are to their triplet brother! The evidence says otherwise!"

"Listen, if you just play along and say nothing contrary to anybody who asks, we'll stop ghost hunting or driving for one month every time you do so. Sound good? We'll even put in some money to sweeten the deal."

"If we never had these children before, then why do we have memories of Dan viciously beating up Danny and Ellie's bullies at school?"

that sort of thing.

they're COMMITTED. it's INSANE. the town is going CRAZY.

where did these kids come from?? did we seriously forget about two teen kids for sixteen years??

(things go off the rails when Sam and Tucker get in on the action.)

now, i'm putting this under DCxDP, cause of just ONE little detail. Ellie's obsession involves moving, right?

well, what if the Fenton family becomes a wandering family of crime-fighters/mad scientists with an interest in the occult?

what if they get on the JL's radar because of one too many supernatural cases being solved by the Fentons in the JL's local cities?

they're at Gotham? suddenly, it feels as if the air is lighter and that it's not as drenched in evil and insanity as before. what did they do? fought the curses in the local Lazurus Pit like someone wrestling a pig in their mudpen.

they're in Metropolis? Lex woke up one day to find his entire stash of Kryptonite was missing with no trace. what did they do? the triplets broke in after sensing the gems and ate them like candy, their natural ghostliness shorting out the security feed as they do so.

they're in D.C.? all of the ghost relics in the local museums have been stolen with only a note saying, "Sorry for the disturbance! These were too dangerous for the living, so we put them somewhere safe! Don't worry! :)" left behind. what did they do? they took them and chucked them into the ghost portal where some allies on that side put them in safe places.

and that's all i got.

TL,DR; Fenton family goes full mad scientist in order to welcome Dan and Ellie into the family before packing up and wandering the states, effectively gaining the JL's attention with their suspicious and crazy appearances.

(i hope i didn't accidentally steal this idea from another. if i did, i'm sorry. feel free to smack me or something if that's the case.)

#dc x dp #long post #Danail is apparently pronounced Dan-a-il?#idk how to but okay #also #yes i'm imagining the FentonWorks building just going around the states like a weird crab-spider thing #so they always have the ghost portal nearby for emergency ghost relic chucking #commit to the bit Fenton family #instead of being normal people and claiming adoption #they made clones of their son so their new kids could have better bodies #and gaslit everyone #they left for Ellie #and also #the townsfolk are divided on the issue #they needed a CLEAN bit #triplets Dan Danny and Ellie Fenton #Fenton Triplets AU #they got the same name because of how funny it would be to confuse everyone #they also wanted similar middle names to show Vlad how little they wanted to do with him #and to piss him off with how similar they are to Jack's name #they like to publicly flaunt their names before Vlad because of how mad he gets #and because he can't do anything about it

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