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Bi-Pure Coincidence
#hazbin hotel#Charlie Morningstar#charlie x vaggie#chaggie#vaggie#fan comic#gay girls#hazbin charlie#bisexual#Lesbian#pre season 1#comic#not me making a whole comic out of a minor background detail#finding out the girl you been crushing only has that pride sticker because she lives in the pride ring 😥#Finding out the girl you been crushing on is also Bi 😍
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steddie brainrot @topcatnikki made me word vomit on discord, pt. 78
steve and eddie get in-school suspension and end up having to spend two weeks together doing punishment schoolwork in an empty classroom and eating lunch together, and once or twice they sneak out to the woods during lunch to have a smoke and it turns into a regular thing
steve gets ISS for “roughhousing” in the locker room (re: giving someone a black eye after they shoved him) and eddie gets it for “standing on a lunch table for the fourth time this week”
their suspension chaperone is a 72yo substitute named Mrs. McPeak who wears trifocal glasses and mostly uses the thick lenses to hide her closed eyes when she takes naps at the desk, so steve and eddie are basically on their own for 8 hours a day for two weeks. the first two days steve is genuinely annoyed because eddie seems like, weirdly studious? isn’t he supposedly failing every class? carol said he might not even graduate
eddie is actually just hyperfocused as fuck on finishing his latest homebrew campaign idea, and when steve comes in 20 minutes late on day 3 he finds eddie already bouncing off the walls with boredom. literally. he’s bouncing a tennis ball off the chalkboard right by mrs. mcpeak’s head.
“dude. what are you doing.”
“testing if miss mcpeak-a-boo’s hearing aids are on,” eddie smirks as the ball thumps loudly against the board again.
“ew, we’re not calling her that.”
“boo, fine, you want to go smoke a joint behind the bleachers”
#i am once again sharing plot notes for the peer pressure#steddie#steddie fic#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddie hcs#pre season 1
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I belive so hard that Mike and Will had the cutest little middle school romance before Will disappeared. Just shared a little kiss, held hands sometimes, glanced cutely at each other. Just Will admitting to rolling an 8, how desperate Mike is to find Will compared to the others, how in denial he is about his “death”, the way he’s looking through Will’s old drawings. It all SCREAMS young love.
Then Will disappeared and I think part of Mike’s grief process was suppressing the feelings. “It wasn’t that serious after all”. And El was there, the others were telling him that he liked her, so he just convinced himself of that, while she did the same.
No one can tell me that their relationship was anything other than a blossoming friendship. Literally no romance. I was genuinely surprised (as much as you can be in this hetero world) by the fact that they ended up together at the end of s1 the first time I watched ST
#st1#stranger things#mike wheeler#will byers#byler#pre season 1#pre s1#queer#mileven#jane hopper#eleven#el#st#just ranting about the stupidity of romantic mileven#and the canonity of byler#platonic mileven#for the win!!!
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Kismet by cywscross
Summary:
They meet in the hospital, two broken souls with nothing left to lose.
It's the best thing to ever happen to either of them.
Published: 2015-04-05
Words: 10,275
Chapters: 1/1
Rating: T
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picture amys face on the back of the hair
and now this is a pre s1 photo of jake and amys first angsty friendship moment.
idk what it would be but its like 2 years before s1 and i feel like its maybe
-amys family member died and she called him round
-a case became too sensitive for her for whatever reason and he came back home with her just to make sure she would be ok
-they had a excessively scary experience/ near death on duty and were both shaken up.
im just trying to gauge from the fact that jakes looking v protective so hes more likely not the one being comforted.
anywayyysss watch the actual film this is taken from its celeste and jesse forever its adorable
#jake peralta#amy santiago#b99#brooklyn 99#brooklyn nine nine#peraltiago#jake x amy#amy x jake#love#sitcom#pre show#cute#angst#hugs#pre season 1#celeste and jesse forever#film#imagine#jarna waffles#a lot#aren't they adorable#i miss them#friendship#pre relationship
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Sweet like Sugar - Sam Winchester x Jessica Moore
"Honey I'm home!"
Jessica rolls her eyes as she hears her boyfriend step in.
"You took your time." She says.
Sam slips of his jacket and puts it on the rack. He sniffs the air and smiles.
"Cookies?"
"Muffins actually."
Jess closes the oven. She turns round and greets her boyfriend with a kiss on the lips.
"Chocolate chip?" He mumbled into the kiss.
"Blueberry actually."
"Nice!"
Sam goes back and begins removing the items from his bag. Jess does another eye roll when she sees what he puts on the table.
"Really Sam?"
Sam picks up the lettuce.
"Its healthy."
"Salad again really?"
"With grilled chicken." He opens the fridge and gets out a bottle of water. He removes the cap and takes a swig from the bottle. He swallows and sighs. "Balanced diet Jess we need it to umm help balance out your ummm...cakes."
She raises an eyebrow.
"Excuse me?"
"Muffins...it contains a lot of sugar."
"But it's blueberry."
"And?"
"Blueberry is a fruit. Blueberries are good for us. Did you know blueberries can prevent heart disease, lowers blood pressure, lowers blood sugar, strengthens your bones. Oh! Blueberries also helps to improve your memory." She gestures to the oven. "These babies are gonna help you pass your exam."
Sam huffs a laugh. He folds his arms and leans on the counter.
"I don't know what to say uh...I don't know whether to be impressed or freaked out that you know so much about um...blueberries."
"I like to make sure my boyfriend has the perfect BALANCED diet." She grinned.
He places a hand over his chest.
"I'm touched I really am but...it still has sugar in it."
"Did you know that sugar is an excellent energy source."
"Okay now you are just showing off." He chuckled.
"It is also very very sweet." She smirks at him. "Just like you."
Sam bit his lip. His eyes lower on to her lips. He then pulls her forward and kisses her on the lips. He groans as he tasted her cherry lipstick. The sweetness of the cherry made him crave for more.
Jessica responds to the kiss.
The kiss then became deeper and more passionate. The couple stumble into the bedroom and immediately start discarding pieces of clothing. A growl of frustration escapes from Sam's lips as he tries to remove her bra. Jess stops him and in one swift motion the bra comes off and she tosses it to the side.
Not wanting to wait any longer Sam returns to her already swollen lips. He brings her down on the bed his lips never leaving hers. Eventually they both pull away needing to catch their breath.
Sam trails kisses along her collarbone all the way down to the bottom of her stomach.
He then slowly runs his hand between her legs and silently orders her to open them.
She obeyed.
He removes her panties and smirks at her already wet pussy.
Jessica suddenly gasps as he sticks one finger in.
He goes in and out. Another gasp comes from her as he sticks another finger in.
"Fuck!" Jess grits her teeth.
"I love it when you talk dirty to me." Sam said with a devilish smirk on his face.
She lets out a laugh that sounded more like a high pitched squeal. She was right Sam is sweet, sweet like sugar but there was this other side to him that was hot and feisty. In moments like this Sam is like a whole new person.
Jessica loved him for it. She loved every part of him.
Sam continued rubbing at her clit. Her groans only encouraged him to pick up the pace.
"FUCK!" Jessica screamed as Sam's tongue pushes inside her.
His long strokes sent a jolt of electricity through her.
She pushes her hips against his face as his tongue rolls along her folds.
She moans. It felt good so fucking good.
Then a whimper comes out of her as Sam removes himself from her. He licks his fingers and hums with pleasure.
He then pushes his boxers down.
His erection sprung out.
Sam climbs back on to the bed. His eyes lock on to hers. His dark, hooded eyes made Jessica weak to her knees.
Jessica focuses on his abs, his muscles clench and unclench, his breathing has turned shallow. He was like an predator waiting to pounce on their prey.
"I'm gonna fuck you." He said his voice low and husky. He leans towards her ear. "...and I am gonna enjoy every minute of it."
His hot breath sent goosebumps across her skin.
She tensed up as he settles between her legs. Jessica bites down hard on her lip as his dick slides between her folds. He rests his hands on the wall and starts to ride her.
Jess cursed. She throws her head back against the board. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the bedsheets.
He increases his pace. The bed shook under their weight as he continued to ride her. Jessica let out a series of words that made no sense. There was only one word Sam wanted to hear from his girlfriend's lips.
"Say my name!" He ordered. "I want to hear you say my name."
Jessica shakes her head. A playful smile danced across her lips. Her smile, her eyes sparkling with amusement made Sam bark out a laugh.
If that's how you want to play it.
He starts to slowly remove himself from her.
Her eyes widen with shock.
"You wouldn't? No! Not now!"
Sam smirks.
Halfway through Jessica grabs on to his arm.
"Alright!" She said with a defeated sigh. "You win but no more interruptions."
"Hmm..."
"SAM!"
He grins.
"Now that's more like it."
He goes back inside her and continues where he left off.
"AH SAM! AH FUCK!"
She screamed his name several more times after that. The noises she made was like music to his ears.
"Good girl!" He praised her.
He kisses her and gives her a cocky grin. His expression made Jessica cry out with both frustration and pleasure.
"You... will be the...death of me Sam... Winchester." She said between her heavy pants. She goes back on the pillow. "God I am so fucking close!"
Sam is close as well. He cups her chin and gets her to look at him.
"Cum for me baby."
Once she got his permission Jessica grasps on to his hair and cries out as she lets it all out. Sam followed shortly after. He let out a cry as he spills himself inside her.
Jessica's legs collapse as he removes himself from her. He lies down next her and wraps his arm around her shoulders. He brings her in and kisses the top of his head.
"God I love you." He breathed into her hair.
She looks at his face.
"And I love you."
Sam then frowns and sniffs.
"Is something burning?"
"Oh fuck!"
Jessica jumps out of bed and puts on a dressing gown. She runs to the kitchen and opens the oven.
Black smoke comes out and reveals a batch of burnt blueberry muffins.
"Damm it!" Jessica slips on the oven gloves and takes the muffins out. "There goes that." She sighed.
Sam leans on the doorway.
"Have you got enough to make some more?" He asks. She frowns at him. He smiles. "I need to get my energy back I heard sugar is the perfect energy source."
Jessica laughs and shakes her head.
"Well..." She opens the cupboards. "You are in luck but this time you can help cuz after all you are the reason these muffins are ruined. "
"Alright. Where would you like to me to start?"
He stands next to her. Jessica looks at his muscular body.
"Clothes first then wash your hands. Once you done that you can do the eggs. "
" Aye aye Captain. "
Sam does a salute then he goes in the bedroom to get dressed.
Jessica scoffs and begins measuring out the ingredients. Few minutes later Sam joins her and helps her make the muffins.
Sam watched as Jess stirred the mixture. He loved her he truly did love her she meant the world to him he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.
I'm the luckiest guy in the world. Sam thought with a smile.
Once everything was done Jessica puts the muffins in the oven.
Hopefully fingers crossed these muffins turn out to be okay.
The End
#fanfiction#one shot#supernatural fanfiction#supernatural#smut#fanfic#sam winchester#jessica moore#pre season 1#stanford era sam#fluff#sam x jess
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Chapter 2 of Once a Rookie is here and I’ve been really excited to share it.
Beatrice gets welcomed to the cradle. Mary and Shannon decide to adopt a puppy. Lilith gets jealous.
#warrior nun#save warrior nun#wn#sister shannon#shannon masters#sister Beatrice#beatrice no last name#shotgun mary#sister lilith#lilith villaumbrosia#rookie Bea#baby Bea#pre season 1#pre canon#Bea backstory#fic: once a rookie#once a rookie#fic: the problem of pain
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Eddie in the Bathroom
Pairing: past!Steddie
Summary: Eddie and Steve used to date, they were in love, or so Eddie thought. Then Steve dumped him right before Tina’s annual Halloween party. And now Nancy Wheeler is tucked under Steve’s arm and Eddie can’t stand to look. He’s now hiding out in the bathroom, drowning in his thoughts and memories.
Warnings: mentions of weed and porn (no descriptions of usage), mention of alcohol, anxious and depressive thoughts. Very angst heavy. No happy ending.
Word Count: 1182
A/N: This is totally based on the song Michael in the Bathroom from Be More Chill. @writer-in-theory said Steve will now be our third jail cell buddy for angst crimes. And as always, thank you, friend. 💕 This fic is for my C3 square in @harringroveson-bingo
Today. Halloween, 1983…
Tina was hosting her annual Halloween Bash, the biggest party of the fall, and Eddie could care less. Normally he ate up Halloween, adoring getting in costume, watching slasher movies, and most of all, the money he got from his “sales.”
Last year, he had a blast. He dressed as Jason Vorhees and made bank, and then he got to make out with his boyfriend in the back of his van for hours on end.
This year, though. He didn’t have a boyfriend, which was crushing to say the least.
Five days ago…
Eddie met Steve in “their” spot by the quarry, and Steve looked worse for wear. Eddie went to wrap his arms around him before he was met with Steve’s hands shoving at his chest.
“No!” he shouted.
“Sweetheart, what’s going on?” Eddie’s eyebrows furrowed. Had he done something? Was Mr. Harrington home? Did someone find out about them?
“I just can’t be with you anymore, okay? And when we go back to school tomorrow, keep pretending like we don’t know each other,” Steve’s voice wavered and he walked away, heading back to the Beemer, leaving Eddie more confused and heartbroken than ever.
Today…
He was dressed as Willem Dafoe’s character in ‘Loveless.’ While in the middle of a sale, he happened to see Steve making his way into the party, dressed as Indiana Jones. The shirt unbuttoned down to his navel was enough to make Eddie’s mouth water. Oh, Steve looked so good, but Eddie couldn’t touch. He pocketed the cash and began to make his way over to get a better look when a flash of white tulle caught his eye.
Eddie stopped in his tracks. Steve brought someone? Surely not. They only broke up a few days ago, there’s no way that Steve has a date already, let alone a girlfriend.
He wouldn’t do that…
And there she was, Nancy Wheeler, clad in a white tulle dress, looking pretty as ever, as Marion Ravenwood. They were matching. It was a fucking couples costume. Eddie felt sick. Replaced. He met Steve’s gaze briefly before his feet began moving themselves. There was no time to unpack what emotions were in Steve’s eyes before he was stumbling into the bathroom and locking himself in.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Eddie muttered, pacing in the confined space. It was hot and this leather jacket was suffocating him. He clumsily fumbled with the zipper, practically ripping the material from his body to allow his skin to breathe.
Eddie slid down to the floor, resting against the porcelain bathtub that felt like ice against his back. He felt like he was going to hyperventilate if he didn’t ground himself quickly. Seeing Steve after the break up was hard enough, but knowing he was here with someone else?
Why? Why was he here with Nancy Wheeler? Why was he not good enough? They were together for a year. They were in love. Eddie was, at least. He thought…
Six months ago…
“When I graduate, where do you wanna go?” Steve asked, curling into Eddie’s side. It felt like home, like nothing could ever go wrong.
Eddie chuckled, fingertips tracing the curves and dips of Steve’s back, “Did you have something in mind, Stevie?”
Steve tilted his head up to look at Eddie, flashing his million watt smile, “I was thinking Pittsburgh. We’d be more free to be ourselves and you could pursue music like you’ve always wanted. I’ll have time to figure out what I wanna do.”
Eddie looked Steve with the fondest of grins before leaning in to press a kiss to the mole just under his hairline.
“We’ll have all the time, sweetheart.”
Today…
Now Eddie is the one hiding in someone’s bathroom, meanwhile Steve is flaunting around Miss Perfect, as if the last year didn’t exist, as if it meant nothing. Eddie hadn’t realized he was crying until he heard an incredibly off-key rendition of Bonnie Tyler’s ‘Total Eclipse of the Heart.’ He felt the tears drop down onto his bare chest and he decided it was time to suck it up and
“Oh, great,” he muttered, standing up on shaky legs to look at his reflection in the mirror. He was flushed, eyes red from crying, and his hair was sweaty around his temples. Surely there couldn’t be a sadder sight tonight. Maybe he can pass it off as being stoned, or he got beer in his eyes from people sloshing the shit around with their horrible dancing. He had enough to deal with, what with being “The Freak,” “The Loser,” “The Stoner,” he didn’t need to add “The Wuss” to it too.
They didn’t know him. They knew a name and one thing about him. They didn’t know he could create intricate stories, that he played guitar in a band, that he loved fiercely, or that he wasn’t as stupid as he seemed. They knew nothing. They didn’t even notice him unless he was selling pot.
A little over a year ago…
“You’re so pretty,” Steve whispered as they sat across from each other in the library.
Eddie startled, dropping his pen against the wooden table, earning him a glare from the librarian.
“Dude, you can’t just say shit like that!” Eddie hissed, kicking Steve’s shin under the table.
Steve bit back a laugh and the urge to pull Eddie by the collar and kiss him.
“Be mine,” he said, simply. Except it wasn’t simple. It was fucking po-dunk Indiana and they were two guys.
Eddie gaped and glanced around to be sure no one heard them. He was shoved around enough, he truly didn’t need another reason added to that apparently very lengthy list.
“Meet me at the quarry,” he murmured finally, lips turning upwards in the faintest of smiles, “So I can give a proper ‘yes’ to my boyfriend.”
Today…
Eddie turned the knob of the sink, splashing his face with cold water, ignoring the knocks on the door. If someone had to piss that bad, there was an entire back yard and loads of empty bottles and solo cups.
“Big mistake. You should have stayed home, Munson. No cash was worth this,” he grumbled to himself, drying his face with the little hand towel on the ring. His head hurts now- the anxiety and crying brewing into a booming pressure in his skull. Shit, watching porn, and being miserable and alone in bed would have been better than this. Even the fleeting low, dark thought seemed like a better option. He’d never do that to Wayne, though.
He grabbed his jacket from the floor and opened the door, expecting to be cussed out by some couple who wanted the bathroom to make out, but no one was there. Passing the threshold, he met Steve’s eyes again, this time Eddie made a beeline for the front door. He couldn’t do it. He didn’t know how the hell he was meant to make it through his senior year when Steve was there.
“Awesome party,” he said flippantly as he passed Tina, “I’m so glad I came.”
He wasn’t.
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#steddie angst#steddie#past!steddie#Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson#Eddie Munson x Steve Harrington#pre season 1#stranger things#stranger things fanfiction#harringroveson bingo
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a little spin on if Evil Rick had a Morty before the whole brain chip fiasco
#THEY'RE SO FUN TO DRAW#cut me some slack i needed to spice up evil rick's design#rickandmorty#rick and morty#rick sanchez#evil rick#rick and morty fanart#“evil” morty#morty smith#morty smith fanart#season 1#pre season 1#r&m#fanart#season 1 r&m#aaaaaaaaa#art#oc drawing#original character#(???)#maybe#idk it's kind of a fun concept
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Buck spent a better part of his early twenties traveling, learning, making mistakes, making memories, making friends, finding love... well that’s what they called it at the time.
A job opportunity with friends brought Buck to Peru, Peru brought a whirlwind romance with a girl who worked down the road at her family’s restaurant.
Days spent under the heat of the sun, and secrets whispered between them as the waves crashed around them on their surf boards.
The passion and excitement brought them to get married two months after meeting.
It was speed of it all that got them in the end; worries they jumped too high and too soon. Their marriage ended almost as fast as their love ignited. Buck leaves for LA, trying to put the pain of the failed relationship behind him.
Or; Buck got married in Peru but never went through a divorce because he thought their marriage was never technically legal... that is until she shows up out of the blue seven years later
#911 prompts#911#911 fox#911 on fox#evan buck buckley#911 prompt#911 fic#911 fic prompt#buck#pre-canon#pre season 1
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Throwback Thursday
Today's impromptu winx week content is a throwback to the fic that started it all: Looking at the stars but only seeing one <3
The extract is from chapter one, enjoy!
She was still smiling, lost in daydreaming, when she tripped over a misplaced hanger and fell on the ground. “Ouch!” For all the lessons and training, Stella had never accomplished the art of being always graceful, as her mother liked to put it. She looked around to see if anybody was staring or taking pictures – thankfully, paparazzi weren’t allowed in most of the stores – and then, relieved, she tried to get back up. Not an easy task considering the heels she was wearing.
“Are you alright?”
It was a guy’s voice and to that voice belonged a hand, held out in front of her, ready to be taken. She did so and got up from the floor. “Thank you,” she said, letting go of his hand while checking that her dress wasn’t creased or ripped, that her tiara was still centered on her head and that her hair was as perfect as always. And perfect it was. As always.
“Are you hurt?” continued the guy. She shook her head and lifted it, meeting his eyes, and looking at him for the first time. Well, Stella had seen her fair share of handsome boys, dated most of them, dumped all of them when they started to bore her, but that guy … Brown eyes and equally brown hair, tall – taller than her, actually, and Stella was pretty tall, especially in heels –, muscular, and oh so stylish, with his ripped jeans and green t-shirt. If she were a cartoon character, her eyes would have instantly become beating hearts. And who are you? She smiled, keeping it cool.
“Are you sure? I can get you some … water?” He asked, while rubbing the back of his head.
Amazing, Brandon. Now you look like an idiot. Some water? And for what? She didn’t trip because she was thirsty! Ah! He was always so chill when it came to girls, but he had to admit he had never seen one so perfectly pretty. She looked like a princess.
“No, thanks.” Repeated Stella, chuckling. She wasn’t the only one having trouble thinking straight. “It’s this thing’s fault.” She showed him the hanger she had picked up from the floor. “They don’t belong on the ground.”
“No, they don’t.” He took it gently from her hand and put it on the nearest rack.
#winx week#throwback thursday#brella#shining in the starlight#looking at the stars but only seeing one#meet cute#chapter 1#her favorite place in the magic dimension#thisisdzulia on ao3#stella winx club#brandon winx club#stella and brandon#pre season 1#magix#magix mall
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Garroth when he first gets to Phoenix drop quite literally slumming it in the streets, like shaving with some broken glass as a mirror, and the old lord catches him like “wtf are you doing” and gars like “OH HELLO SIR” scrambling to get up, with the freaking foam still on his face and he’s like “Lord (I forget his name lol) please have me as your guard!” And the lords like “you smell and why are you so goddamn huge”
#mcd garroth#aphmau garroth#garroth ro'meave#aphmau mcd#aphmau#aphverse#aphblr#mcd#minecraft diaries#aphmau minecraft diaries#ask me to elaborate on garroths past#pre season 1#I dare you#hint: Zenix garroth old lord parallels
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just so you guys know, i’m considering these canon now <3
#stranger things#mike wheeler#will byers#byler#byler fanfic#stranger things fanfiction#ao3fic#canon compliant#pre season 1
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Roman: If any of you touch my hair, I will burn Vale to the ground.
Cinder: I think you're bluffing
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Summary:
Lonely while on assignment in America, Crowley breaks into a shopping mall at night. He’s surprised to find Aziraphale inside, waiting for him. And as it turns out, this is a perfect place to steal some time together.
I love this short story by @edosianorchids901. It gives a glimpse of what Crowley gets up to when he’s bored without a certain Angel to keep him company. And then it shows how everything is better with when Aziraphale is by his side. There is so much detail and feeling in less than 1000 words. And the artwork is lovely and captures the feel of the story very well. Go read it now. 😉
#aziraphale and crowley#crowley x arizaphale#good omens#crowley#aziraphale#ineffible husbands#Pre Season 1#fluff#crowley loves aziraphale#aziraphale loves crowley
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