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takes1 · 3 months
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poly tamaki/reader/mirio airbnb trip (p.?)
so i got a partner, work and school picked up, and abandoned public writing for a while (2ish years) lmao. no excuses, life happens, I'm sorry for anyone that requested things while i was gone. this started as a passion but turned a little sour after a while. so I'm just posting what i want i think? and i hope people like that enough. i really wanted to post something and break my streak though! i will never not love poly tamaki/mirio so here's a little nugget of a series i want to start
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warnings. suggestive, alcohol mentioned, 'teaser' trailer of sorts
details. 267 words. fem!reader, jealous!mirio, secret relationship, best friends to lovers, slowburn? eventual smut
🤍 new series. part ? of airbnb prompt -> description. during a boozy and debaucherous winter airbnb trip with the senior class, feelings amongst friends are revealed and acted upon
more links. my ao3 / my other writings here
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"You know where (Y/n) is? She was supposed to..." He peered around Tamaki's shoulder, eyes scanning over some clothes on the dark floor, "--Grab some beers."
Tamaki filled up a little more space in the doorway, leaning in an unnatural manner. His mind was scattered and he stumbled over many phrases. Mirio's heart pounded up to his ears.
"What?" He asked, sizing him up and tilting his head. He, too, leaned on the doorway, unafraid of getting close.
Tamaki spoke up, but remained unable to lie very well, "She's- yeah, she said she was gonna get them a while ago," He shook his head and was done babbling, eyes cast to the hardwood floors.
Mirio tilted his head down more, inches from his warm, partially sticky face.
They were speaking very quietly, but the tension was so thick you could cut the air with a knife.
"Yeah?" He tested, lifting his tone.
"Yeahh," Tamaki sighed with a small, sheepish glance forward.
"Yeah." Mirio sighed back, hand sliding off the door.
For a moment, he lingered, ears reddened with embarrassment and insecurity, and Tamaki's breath stilled for fear he would throw a punch, or a shove. But he knew where his jealousy had gotten him before, how pointless an argument would be, especially if his suspicions were somehow false.
"Okay, bud," He walked away with another disapproving glance, but Tamaki was so busy looking at his feet that he didn't see it.
Mirio didn't even try looking around after that. He went straight to the fridge, picked up 7 beers (5 for everyone else, 2 for himself), and joined the commotion outside once more.
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chealinks · 9 months
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Kyoya Haruhi Tamaki comic sketched out that never made it to my tablet but engraved on my sketchbook 🩷
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do you do character x character? if so please yandere!haruhi x tamaki. if not ignore!
No I do not. But I do like writing poly.... 🖤🖤🖤🖤
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Yandere Haruhi Fujioka and Tamaki Suoh
They compliment each other
Bonding while hosting and helping whoever they can
They work to be together
Fighting against classist expectations and other’s judgement
But they’re together or in the steps of beginning to be when they come across you
Whether you’re a new face in the host club or just an uninterested onlooker they’re have been all sorts of rumors about
On their way to help you with Tamaki at the lead the goal is  to get you some friends
Tamaki is the first to feel it 
The heat that comes to his cheeks when he finally sees you smile
Or how he looks longingly at his hands that held your own hours ago
It makes Haruhi…feel a bit odd
Because she too is flustered when you awkwardly mock a host pick-up-line
If it was her alone she might chalk it up to a mere lapse of judgement
But Tamaki is smitten
Gushing about you and Haruhi in the same obsessive breath
Everyone also begins to realize there might be something
Some even going so far as to warn Haruhi
And while she nods and accepts their concern
They fail to notice how often she’s been daydreaming specifically about you
In an unspoken united team they make sure you suspect nothing
Which is usually Haruhi’s job as she rationalizes their alarming behavior or the oddly expelled and missing bully of yours
“It’s just the way Tamaki-Senpai is…he’s only trying to help.”
“Do you really think so?”
“Yeah I’d like to think I know that better than anyone.”
“Okay Haruhi I trust you!”
That’d be your mistake
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tfoscans · 4 months
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Magia Report S2E277 [TFO Scans]
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theromcommotel · 11 months
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WELCOME !!
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REQUESTS ARE OPEN !!
hello !!
i am elsie, i have requests open for x reader fanfics !
the fandoms and types of writing i’m willing to do will be listed below !!
PLEASE specify the type of fic!!! (headcanons, oneshot, blurb, etc)
fandoms:
dear, evan hansen (the musical):
evan hansen
connor murphy
jared kleinman
harry potter:
harry potter
ron weasley
hermione granger
luna lovegood
seamus finnigan
neville longbottom
draco malfoy
cedric diggory
pansy parkinson
lavender brown
fred weasley
george weasley
percy weasley
young!sirius black
young!remus lupin
young!james potter
young!lily evans (potter)
young!severus snape (?) ((maybe i haven’t decided yet sjbsnsjsns))
(and more probably - i just don’t feel like writing them all down)
heathers (the musical):
veronica sawyer
jason dean
h. chandler
h. duke
h. mcnamara
martha dunstock
ram sweeney
kurt kelly
encanto:
mirabell madrigal
camilo madrigal
isabela madrigal
luisa madrigal
dolores madrigal
pepa madrigal
felix madrigal
bruno madrigal
ouran high school host club:
haruhi fujioka
tamaki suoh
kyoya ootori
hikaru hitachiin
kaoru hitachiin
takashi morinozuka
mitskuni huninozuka
REMINDER: if there isn’t a certain character on this list, i’m not very good at writing them / don’t feel comfy doing so !!
do’s and don’ts
do’s
oneshots
imagines
headcanons
x reader
angst
fluff
don’ts
smut (i may or may not write smut on certain occasions - i’m just not very confident in it.)
incest (sibling x sibling, parent x child, etc)
oc x canon
if something pops up in a request i won’t do i’ll add it to this list
got questions ?
be sure to lemme know! <3
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winfreywrites · 6 months
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my top 10 ouran ships ranked !!
haruhi x mori x kasanoda
tamaki x kyoya
hikaru x haruhi
kaoru x kyoya
nekozawa x tamaki
haruhi x tamaki
renge x kyoya
kaoru x haruhi
both twins x haruhi
both twins x kasanoda
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malewifenjoyer · 2 years
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My take on this trend with OHSHC ships
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HaruTamiKyoHikaru Poly Headcanons!
So based off this post;
Here's those HaruTamiKyoHikaru poly headcanons I promised!
They have a special laying position with Kyoya being on his back and with Tamaki on his side hugging his body, Haruhi wiggled in the middle, and Hikaru attached to Tamaki's back with a hand always near Haruhi since the thunderstorm incident
They travel a lot and help each other relax
They would have like two cats and a dog and maybe a lizard
Morning routines relay on the four waking up one after the other with Haruhi being usually the first and then Kyoya, then Tamaki and Hikaru wake up after but it's a gamble who's before who, with Haruhi making some breakfast and Kyoya making tea, or Haruhi simply making coffee if Kyoya's still out like a light. Then they do some small chats while eating/drinking then hop in a shower or bath and get ready for work/school depending on the days, between this one or two of them would feed the pets if they have any or answer some mail if they got some
Dates are mostly cuddles on the sofa while watching something, shopping at a farmers market of sorts, museum trips, and cafe hang outs with the VERY rare occasions of a fancy restaurant
Tamaki has the habit of messing with their hairs when he's too happy, which is a lot lol
Kyoya actually has a love thing where he gives them kisses on the shoulders or the palms of their hands
And Haruhi mostly uses love in the form of words but on occasions she would surprise them with a face smothered in kisses or a hug from behind
The boys all give Haruhi their shirts whenever laundry is done cause it's so cute, and they spoil the crap out of her when shopping happens
Tamaki or Hikaru picks up Haruhi when she can't reach something
This is them
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kingdomoftyto · 2 years
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Holy shit there's SO MUCH going on in the latter half of the manga, character-wise
Would never have expected Tamaki's "dad of the club family" thing to be, like, an actual symptom of trauma instead of a silly ongoing joke
Like they're all WORRIED about him because of it now. It's not a joke anymore--it's serious
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selkiecoded · 10 months
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tamaharu is soooo funny. they love each other so so so much and they physically cannot stop themselves from insulting the other.
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l3viat8an · 11 months
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Ok so~ carpooling with several older ideas from other annons here...
Imagine poly!MC going back in time to the nightbringer setting and taking each of the brother's virginity (individually). And then THEY REMEMBER IT in the original timeline.
I just imagine Asmo suddenly running into the living room like "MC TOOK MY VIRGINITY!"
Then Belphie, Mamms, Satan, and Levi are just there like: "wtf Asmo"
Then Mammon is suddenly like: "WAIT ME TOO!!!!!"
Levi: *blushes like Tamaki Suoh as he remembers it too*
Belphie: *pretends he's asleep but also remembers*
Satan: *Hiding behind his book but remembers too*
Beel: *Comes out of the kitchen looking confused* "Wait- you guys just realized that?"
*before anyone can answer Luci comes out of his office*
Mamms and Asmo: *Whip their heads toward Luci* "WHO TOOK YOUR VIRGINITY!?"
~🍒
Losing my shit at the idea of everybody hounding Lucifer until he answers!!- like it’s been a couple days and the younger brothers just won’t drop it-
Mammon: C’mon tell us already!
Asmo: We know it was MC~
Satan:*Rolling his eyes* You know they’ll never stop asking until you answer.
Lucifer:*Also rolling his eyes* And I said I’m not telling you lot. That was a private experience.
Asmo: Oh~? Was our big bad Lucifer shy~? Is that i- !?!-
*Asmo was hit in the face with a pillow that Lucifer  threw at him*
Lucifer: I said, drop it.
Spoiler Lucifer was shy and whiny- 🏃🏼‍♀️
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serenecypher · 1 month
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Bangtan Host Club Chapter Three
Genre: BTS Ot7xf!Reader, Poly!AU, Fluff, Romance, Crack-ish, Eventual Smut.
W/C: 2592
Summary: Tired of your boring mundane life? Become an exclusive member of The Bangtan Host Club™ today and let 7 charming men help you out.
Warnings: This chapter is rated PG13, but future chapters may include Mature Themes. The reader goes through the five stages of grief. 😔
Disclaimer: Please do not copy/translate or cross-post my work. The tag list is open. Just DM or send an ask to be included.
A/N: Hi! Sorry for the long wait. Thank you guys so much for being patient. 💕 This chapter isn't edited very much, so I am sorry for any dumb mistakes. Please do send my any feedback! 👉🏻👈🏻
Also, now that we have met everyone, here is the cast:
Kim Namjoon as “Takashi Morinozuka”
Kim Seokjin as “Tamaki Suoh”
Min Yoongi as "Umehito Nekozawa"
Jung Hoseok as "Mitsukuni Haninozuka”
Park Jimin as “Kyoya Ootori”
Kim Taehyung as “Kaoru Hitachiin”
Jung Jungkook as "Hikaru Hitachiin”
Congrats to everyone who guessed the right picks lmaooo! I had so much fun writing Chapter 3, I hope you enjoy it. See you sooooon! <3
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Chapter 2 << Chapter 3 >>
You can count the number of times you have felt such unbridled mortification on one hand. One was when you were playing the Cowardly Lion in the Wizard of Oz showcase during your elementary school talent show and, just as you got on the stage, could not for the life of you stop the unrelenting hiccups out of performance anxiety. Or, that one time in middle school, when you spilled all of your half-digested breakfast on the shoes of that one senior guy you had a crush on because you had a bad stomach flu.
This, you internally scream at yourself, is probably the most dread you have felt in all your adult years.
The receipt you can not avert your eyes from shakes between the tips of your index finger and thumb. Is it your hand that is shaking? You really can’t tell. Something bitter twists in your chest that makes you repeat as you squint your eyes at Hoseok. “What the fuck?!”
He looks at you stunned, but definitely not unprepared. He sighs deeply as he tries to console you, “I am here to help you with any concerns you might have.” 
You snap your head to look at the rest of the people in the Cafe- Club- whatever this place is. There are various degrees of horrified looks on the faces of the other- are they supposed to be patrons or customers or-? God this is so confusing. You let out the longest sigh and your other hand, the one without that malignant piece of paper, rubs across your face. 
“There is no way in hell I am paying this.” you declare, looking right back at Hoseok. Just minutes ago you would have never thought of him as someone you’d have talked to in this agitated manner but also minutes ago, he wasn’t a person who claimed you owed his establishment all your family assets and then some. 
There is a loud scraping of a chair behind you and before you can turn to see who it is, Seokjin’s gentle voice is carrying through the room. “I am deeply apologetic to our guests tonight but due to unforeseen circumstances, the club will reschedule your time with the hosts at a later date. Kindly grant us an excuse this once.”
There are murmurs and hushed whispers behind you. The obnoxious sound of various people shuffling footsteps toward the exit amidst the awkward silence that had followed your outburst is acting as the fuel to the simmering rage in your chest. You feel more than see the icy glares people direct at you for ruining what was probably supposed to be a night of entertainment and good company for them. The thought makes you shudder as embarrassment crawls up your spine. You fix your gaze on your tapping shoe against the plush carpet and cross your arms in front of your chest. 
“Now,” Seokjin continues once it is only you and the other hosts remaining, “What might be the issue, beautiful?”
You inhale deeply before you turn to him, expecting him to look irritated by you. Instead, his eyes are full of mirth as he lifts an amused eyebrow at you. His hands rest on the table in front of him, palms down as he leans his tall frame forward. It irks you. 
“I said I am not paying that ridiculous amount for a coffee I did not even finish. You can not make me.” 
Seokjin’s lips form a small o shape as he pretends to sincerely consider your words. “It is not the coffee you are paying for though, darling. That is complimentary.” He says it like it is obvious. You feel a familiar twitch in your temple. “You are paying for the additional services you have utilized this evening.”
You can feel yourself seething but for the sake of not becoming liable to any property damage, you reign your fury. “I will do no such thing. I had no idea what kind of an establishment this is.”
“We keep that in mind.” Taehyung intervenes, his dark brown eyes sparkling at you intently. “Besides the several, and might I remind you, very prominently displayed boards with our club trademark, the first visits to the guests are usually not chargeable, a free trial if you will.”
“You, however, took four of us with you, to your apartment no less, and Namjoon Hyung even did locksmithing for you.” Jungkook adds from where he is standing next to Taehyung. He smirks at you, and it takes everything in you from banging your fist on the nearest table. 
“He offered!” You argue, wincing at the sound of your voice. 
“He is supposed to. Accepting is completely beholden to you.” Seokjin adds with a tilt of his head to the left that you can only assume to be satirizing. “The club hosts offer services to the guests and if they choose to accept them, they are liable to the charges.” he says, shrugging those ridiculously broad shoulders of his nonchalantly. 
You scoff at this, your glare now directed at Namjoon, who to his credit looks like a big puppy that has been reprimanded by his owner for bringing the newspaper in the mornings, only slightly covered in drool.  
Your shoulders slump in defeat. They are not wrong, you think. When you enter a place that offers you any kind of service, and you make use of said service, you are, as a consumer obliged to pay the fee for that service. “I can not pay that amount. I do not have that kind of money.” At this, the room falls into silence. God, these hosts must earn so much that the concept of living paycheque to paycheque must be alienating to them. 
After what seemed like an eternity, when it was probably only six minutes tops, Jimin who had been sitting on his chair quite comfortably so far takes an exaggerated inhale before intoning, “Well, we might be able to offer you something to help with that.” 
You look at him sheepishly and he continues, “If you can not pay us in terms of funds, pay us in service.” 
What the hell is that even supposed to mean? Is this like some sort of hidden camera prank? Are Pauly and Vinny about to come burst down the doors as a cameraman pushes his gigantic camcorder in your face yelling “You just got MTV pranked!” 
Your bewildered expression must have been too obvious because Jimin adds “I am serious. Work for us.”
Now you are even more confused. Work for them? As an employee? You can not be a host. You have a day job. A job that feels like going through the depths of hell every day, but a job nonetheless. Your tongue twists in your mouth as you try to swallow saliva down your dry throat. “What does that mean?”
“You said you worked at LinkSol, right? By Hwan Sana?” Jimin asks and it's as if he just talked about Voldemort judging by the dramatic gasp from Seokjin’s lips and his hand on his chest, clutching pearls. “You should come work for us, as our manager. Trust me, you’d be doing yourself a favor too.” 
“That’s your solution? Servitude compulsory labor?” you resign. “Do you think we are in the 17th century?” Change is not a friend to you. Yes, your job is torture but you’ve grown accustomed to the routine. This is asking a lot of you. 
“Why, you got something better?” he counters. “We can not waive off your fee, you can not pay it to us. We have an open position and you are at a shitty job. The way I see it, there are no losing parties.”
“You will get to work stable hours that are open to negotiation. We will pay you a salary, also negotiable, from which we will deduct a monthly interest that will serve as your payment.” Jimin pulls out his phone and taps away for a few seconds before humming to himself and adding, “It will take you about 18 months to pay off everything and then you are free to discuss the position as you wish.”
18 months? That does not seem like enough time to pay off everything, does it? Exactly how much are they planning to give you as a salary? Before you can ask, you bite your tongue, wise words from your mother at your college graduation dinner resounding in your head, “Never let an employer know you were expecting less payment for your hard work than what they offered you. They must recognize some worth in you that you may be oblivious to.” 
You furrow your eyebrows, trying to paint the most corporate expression on your face as you return a single nod toward Jimin. “That seems reasonable, but I would like to discuss everything from the profile and my responsibilities openly before deciding.” Jimin presses his thick lips in a flat line, nodding his agreement. 
“Of course, take your time. We can set up a formal meeting anytime you want this week,” he informs.
“And,” you interrupt, suddenly remembering how you got yourself in this position in the first place, “I want it all in writing. No more errors in intentions.”
There is a cough from behind you by Yoongi which sounds suspiciously like a chocked back chuckle. Jimin too bites the inside of his cheek, eyelashes fluttering as he nods again. “We will make sure.”
“Now that all that is over can we please just have something to eat Hobi Hyung? I am starving here.” Jungkook sighs dramatically. “And you, come sit with us, we are not working anymore and I know you are exhausted so you might as well eat now.”
You eye him suspiciously. The other boys all walk up to his table as Namjoon and Hoseok go back toward the kitchen. Even though you trudge over to his table, you can’t help but snark at him, “Would this not be added to my debt to you?”
“Fiesty.” he grins and pulls out a chair for you. “And no. Like I said, we are off work so consider this just a dinner with your future colleagues.” 
You hum dejectedly as you sit at the table with your arms still crossed over your chest. This evening has been a year’s worth of events for you and you seriously can not keep your head up anymore. So you lay your head on the soft white satin tablecloth and groan mutely to yourself. 
“It won’t be that bad working here, pretty girl. You’ll see.” Taehyung says softly from where he sits beside you. You raise your head at him, without straightening your back completely, and are surprised to find him looking at you with no more amusement, just what seems like empathy. Your heart betrays you by fluttering. Why do all of them have to be so attractive? It would be so easy to hate them right now if that wasn’t going on. Life is so unfair.
Seokjin’s hand rests on your shoulder giving it a slight squeeze. “You are so knackered. What were they making you do at LinkSol?” 
It is a rhetorical question, you know that, but you’d just love to dump all of your exhausting work stories on someone if only you had the energy to do that. So you just whine noncommittally and put a pin on telling those stories some other day. After all, they are going to be your “colleagues” as they said. Seokjin takes your palm in his and gently starts to massage your hand. His large hand engulfs yours as his thumbs press into the center of your palm. You give him a confused stare.
“What?” he questions softly.
“What are you doing?” you ask, pointing your nose down to where he is still caressing your hand.
“What does it look like I am doing? I am helping you.” he says it like it is the most obvious thing you could have asked him. 
“Don’t think so deeply about it, sweetheart,” Jungkook says as he grins softly at you, “Hyung has a habit of doing things like that. Just let it be, he means no harm.”
“Yeah, but he is annoying as hell.” Taehyung chips in.
This makes a scowl appear on Seokjin’s face. “I taught you better than that, you shameless brat.” 
“You didn’t teach me shit.” Taehyung gruffs, although he does seem to quiet down after that. 
Jimins rolls his eyes at the both of them and diverts his attention back on you. “I have a better question. I get it about Jin Hyung, he gives off that vibe,” which you think is a slight hidden in the guise of a statement towards Seokjin, “but you didn’t think that we were acting… unusually, around you?”
To be honest, yes. It was definitely strange how these incredibly attractive men were the embodiment of cats with a ball of yarn with you, but that is the point. You were so distracted by the way they looked and how they were very obviously flirting with you that you never even questioned why. You weren’t going to tell them that though. How flustering that idea is, makes a sheen of sweat break out on your hairline. “N-no. I didn’t think of it as anything out of the ordinary.”
It seems like you picked the wrong choice because an impish grin curves along Jimin’s lips as his eyes linger on yours. “So it is a normal occurrence for you. People just flirt with you wherever you go?”
When he puts it like that, it makes your cheeks burn. It is further compounded by Taehyung who admonishes Jimin, “C’mon, Hyung! Stop teasing the poor girl.” He gives you a smirk and a dramatic once-over, before adding “I mean look at her. I wouldn’t dream otherwise”
The way his gaze is suddenly heated makes you choke on your own spit a little. Your heart stutters in your ribcage. Even Yoongi who has been decidedly quiet this entire time leans forward on the table from across you. “Cute.” he mutters, his sharp eyes boring straight into you.
Jimin sighs a deep breath. He plays with the button on the cuff of his shirt as he looks down at the table, “I am not questioning it. I just don’t think I like the idea too much.”
What was that about being “off work”? Aren’t they supposed to not be this charming anymore? Then why are they so intent on making you feel so bashful?! Before you can put too much thought into the matter, the doors to the kitchen open, and Namjoon and Hoseok carry with them two large trays full of food and coffee. As soon as the trays are placed on the table, Hoseok wraps his arms around you, pressing his chest to the back of your chair.
“I am sorry that this is how things turned out, angel.” he whines and Namjoon gives you a small smile as he takes a seat beside Seokjin, “Look on the bright side though. Now we can share all the sweets we want and play together.” he giggles. You smile gratefully at his optimism.
Maybe it won’t be that bad, you think as Jungkook passes you a plate of sandwiches. They seem like nice people, they are allegedly paying you a much better salary than you get at your job, and if nothing else, at least they are a nicer view instead of the drab walls of your office.  
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