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miabellaholtz · 2 months
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I think I've kept you guys waiting long enough.
Hope you enjoy!
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animalgirl225 · 5 months
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Hi Animal Girl, I was just wondering if you take story suggestions for your Raya and Namaari fics. And if you do, I was wondering if you could make an au to River Rescue where one of the girls doesn't make it out, and the other one has to learn to move on. I just thought it would make an interesting story. Anyways, have a good day.
Yay, my first ask! I was originally debating waiting to post this until it was finished, but that might be a while due to a new job and moving cities, so I'll start posting now. I have it all planned out, it's the actual writing that I need to sit down and do lol.
Please be aware, this will be a heavy fic dealing with loss, grief, and depression. Please read all tags for trigger warnings. Rated M for the difficult content.
River Rescue AU - Chapter 1 - AnimalGirl225 - Raya and the Last Dragon (2021) [Archive of Our Own]
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indianaclems · 11 months
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fanfiction idea :
imagine Raya and Namaari go out together but the beginnings are complicated so not they decide to end the relationship (the two are still madly in love but just too stupid) Raya is dating another person and Namaari sees how bad and toxic this person is for Raya and decides to be her bulwark.
•We know that Namaari would make misery for the other person... and would be there to console Raya, talk with sisu and have Benja's support. sometimes she would argue with Raya to tell her how much the other person is a dirty bitch
•We know Raya would fall asleep more peacefully in Namaari's arms than her toxic girlfriend
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Chapter 5 is out! I also fixed up chapter 1 and split it into 2. So what was previously the 1st chapter is now 1 and 2 with some extra scenes in number one!
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iwritesmuttyfics · 2 years
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Me looking at my works:
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😭😭😭 what am I doing?
(Sevika isn't RATLD.. WHAT 😂 she is haunting meeee. I SWEAR SHE RUINED ME)
Edit: THIS IS ALL SMUT AND CONTAINS LONG FICS.
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Raya from the credits...
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I dont know why I never posted this... I drew it so long ago, but alas... here i am today to bring to your day a lil drawing of dancing Raya.
If the feet are off... I swear I tried my best 😪
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Also this is a reminder to all of those of you who would think that for six years, she's been away from her world so she won't know how to dance... people, she's the princess of Heart—the most festive of all the lands. I mean look at her and Benja! She's so happy dancing! She dances etherally... Namaari is a different story. I'll touch on that headcannon in a different post.
PS: Namaari definitely was watching her with dreamy eyes and the softest smile imaginable in that scene... slowly falling deeper.
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imrayasassitant · 1 year
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chapter 3 is now up :)! this has to be my most favorite chapter of all time!
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lift-heavy-be-gay · 2 years
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summary: Early mornings and soft confessions.
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typethcat · 10 months
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Uhm hey guys i didn't die and am actually working on a new fic which i've almost finished the first chapter of, but the fic doesn't have a name yet. It's obviously a Raya and the last dragon fic so please give me some name suggestions
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shy-peacock · 1 year
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Idk if you’re still taking requests for Ratld, but could you do a snippet of a Romeo and Juliet/ star cross lovers fic? I’ve been obsessed with that trope recently.
I love your writing so much. The work you put into it is phenomenal to me.😁☺️happy holidays!
Thank you! Sorry it took so long to post something. Here’s…a snippet of whatever this could be XD rated T-ish??? I guess?? Modernish (kinda reminds me of west side story era 😂)
The bell rang and students in bright white and black uniforms filed quickly out of the old school building, practically racing away from the grounds that had held them captive for the last eight hours. Eager, at last, to be done with the school day.
At least Ati was, who felt a major headache tearing through her that would just not relent. Pounding, making her mood sour as she walked the path home. Alone at first, until a familiar face began to walk at her side.
“You look like shit-“ Namaari, her cousin, commented as she found her amongst their fellow students. A shit-eating grin on her lips, clearly wanting to have some fun at her cousin’s misery now that the long school day was over.
“Fuck off-“ she huffed, “I’m not in the mood.”
“When are you ever in a good mood?” Namaari pointed out as she nudged her with her fist, “honestly?”
“On the weekends, when I don’t have to be here.” Atitaya replied, “thank God we have only one more year here and that’s it.”
“Then college.” Namaari sighed, dramatically.
“Then…college..” Ati grumbled.
College, where they either stayed in the same private academy and took some courses while they lived in the dorms they’d always known, albeit in the young adult district, or- what Atitaya wanted to do, find a college far away from Fang Academy and this boring ass town for something much better off in the land of anywhere but here.
It’s what a lot of them did.
Though Namaari was still on the fence about it.
“You decide yet-?” Ati asked, mentioning what they both probably were thinking at the moment. Her eyes focused on Namaari as they walked, watching the way her eyes fell and she shrugged at the question.
The same response she always gave Atitaya. Her uncertainty still as such since they first entered the halls of Fang Academy.
“You should come with me-…I mean, just cause your Mom runs the school doesn’t mean you have to stay here!“ Atitaya suggested, “we could actually wear normal clothes to school instead of these uniforms every day.”
Namaari chuckled. But, before she could say another word, her footsteps slowed until she had come to a complete stop. Atitaya first looking back at her cousin, then forward at the scene she had her eyes focused on. An irritation coming back strong and heavy, along with her headache, as she spot the blue and black uniforms walking ahead of them from a distance.
Heart Society students.
Even worse, it was a particular group of them that always seemed to come around just when Ati was having a bad day. The girl with blue hair, the young freshman that looked like he was eight more than thirteen, other rag tag members of their little gang walking about now that the school day had ended. The most annoying of the bunch, plenty of whom she and other Fang students had fought before with both words and fists.
It honestly couldn’t have been more perfectly timed. Ati was itching for a reason to get out her frustrations that afternoon. Spying the group from a distance as they saw them. Comments and fingers pointed in their direction, nasty glares that could kill. Some of her other fellow Fang Academy kids noticed them as well, falling behind Ati as she began cracking her knuckles, ready to go.
“They just made my day-“ Ati smirked, nodding towards Namaari, “care to join me?”
Namaari shrugged, which she apparently was doing a lot of lately.
“Nah- let’s just go…”
“Seriously?!”
“You know the cops still keep an eye out for us whenever we start gathering like this!”
“So what, I don’t see any around- do you?”
“No- but, I don’t have time to get into stupid fights with our rival school-…” Namaari stated, “they’re just some dumb lackeys anyways- their ‘appointed leader’ isn’t with them.”
Ati looked at them again, seeing that their so-called leader wasn’t actually with them. As Namaari said. Another advantage, in her opinion, since Fang’s had their leader with them.
“Come on- you have to face them!” Atitaya practically growled, “the others at Fang look up to you, what’ll it say about us if you walk away now!”
There went that shrug again.
“I’m not anyone’s leader-“
“You know that’s not true-“
“Okay- but even so, I’m trying to stay out of trouble-“
“Since when?” Atitaya laughed, playfully shoving her, “you’ve been a trouble maker since we both were kids-“
“And we aren’t kids anymore.” Namaari shot back, playfully, yet the weight of the words were heavier now. Especially as she patted Atitaya on the shoulder. “Just ignore them…I mean- remember, we have the winning score so far on account of our group beating the snot out of them a few weeks back..“ Namaari pointed out, “why risk your winning streak?”
Atitaya rolled her eyes, still wanting to fight all the same. Especially as she swore one of those rotten Heart Society kids gave them the finger.
Yeah- she was definitely gonna let them have it today.
She turned, ready to tell Namaari just this when she realized her cousin was no longer by her side. The young woman several steps down the road, making a quick right before waving her off.
“Hey! Where are you going?!” Atitaya called after her, throwing her hands out angrily.
“I told you, I’m busy!” Namaari called after, “see you tomorrow!”
“Wha-…Busy with what?!”
But it was too late, Namaari high tailed it out of there before she could shake her down and demand an answer. That, along with bombard her with plenty other questions she had about Namaari’s recent activities she got up to that had her so “busy” for not only Ati but pretty much everything else in her life. Family, friends, hell- ….even school! Her cousin’s head in the clouds it seemed, elsewhere, even when she was right before her.
A sigh tore through her, rolling her eyes.
Whatever Namaari was up to, she was sure her cousin would tell her…eventually.
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An abandoned shed isn’t the best place for this sort of thing, but they manage it just fine.
Before- it was Namaari’s secret hideaway. A place she fixed up as a kid with an old couch, a few battery operated lights, some posters and plenty of splinters and busted thumbs from trying to hammer things into place. Making the shed sturdy enough that she didn’t have to worry about it caving in when she was needing space to work on homework or just simply be away from people.
Or, as she was now, make out with her girlfriend- Raya.
The pair of them on the couch she was sure was harboring mold somewhere underneath it, Namaari sitting back with Raya practically in her lap at this moment. Leaning into her while they kissed, the air thickening with more than just dust particles. Her hands exploring her curves and down against her thigh, feeling how goosebumps pebbled here as her fingertips pressed roughly into Raya’s skin. Especially when Namaari’s hand rose higher, moving under her skirt that had hiked up amidst their not-exactly-innocent movements. Just barely touching her underwear before she felt a hand take her wrist and move it back along the couch, a breathy laugh slipping out of her girlfriends lips as she pulled back.
“Over the clothes.” Raya warned, her voice teasing still as she gave Namaari a knowing smirk.
“I was?” Namaari joked, immediately sighing in defeat when her girlfriend gave her a pointed look, “I was over your underwear..that’s clothes right?”
“Sure- just like you’re on top right now, huh?” Raya playfully jabbed, pointing out what Namaari had said she wanted to do earlier when they met here in this secret place. Only for her to sink back into the couch as Raya hovered over her, melting like butter to her touch.
As usual.
“Oof-…okay, fine.” Namaari laughed, “I’m sorry-“
Raya smirked, playing with Namaari’s shirt between them.
“You can touch me all you want when you take me on a date this weekend-“ she teased, “and when we have an actual bed and the privacy of a locked door.”
“I put a brick at the door-?” Namaari pointed out, both of them chuckling at the absurdity of the comment. As if a brick was going to stop someone from walking in on them or peaking in at the broken window, “I know- I’m teasing..” she soothed, leaning up to kiss Raya then, “I’d want you to actually enjoy it- not worry about if someone was about to walk in.”
Raya sighed, kissing her back.
“I know,” she husked, “I’m hard to resist…”
“Incredibly..” Namaari said back, falling right back into it.
This had been their usual for the past year. Coming here in private, seeing each other on the weekends. No one knew they were together, Raya of the Heart Society- their proclaimed leader,and Namaari who was the Leader of Fang Academy as appointed by her peers. Both of them falling in love sometime amidst all the fighting. The popular schools, run also by each of their parents, having a negative effect on even the community as it seemed everyone had taken a side. Branding the colors blue or white- thinking one was better than the other.
Meanwhile, in the shadows, Raya and Namaari had shed those colors and left them at the door, wanting to be together despite their differing connections. Their love breaking through those differences and yet being the very reason why they still hid this love away. Knowing that if anyone found out, they’d be forced apart.
But next year? Next year they at least had the chance to leave this place behind. To be together without anyone around to question the sincerity of it or remind them of what they should be.
Enemies, rivals, anything but what they were. Which was lovers, girlfriends, someday maybe even wives to one another.
They had to make it through this year, then everything would be better.
Time went by far too quickly for them that afternoon. The streetlights came on when they left the shed, the night quickly growing darker- yet giving them some extra moments together as they walked up the alley to where they’d part at the street.
Raya first, then Namaari
“I’ll see you tomorrow?” Raya asked, the both of them standing close just before the opening of the alley. Knowing and seeing no one around.
“Same time, same place.” Namaari assured her, kissing her one last time before they parted. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Raya sighed, happily, before leaving her side.
Namaari watched her go, wishing she could follow her, then turned towards home. Eager for tomorrow to hurry along and get here, so that she could be with Raya once again.
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As they left the alley, moving quickly through the night. Neither of them noticed a third shadow lurking down the path, spotting them, seeing what had happened before they left. Eyes wide, heart hammering in her chest at their shared kiss- the betrayal that rocked her to her core.
Her cousin-…with one of them.
Atitaya waited till they were out of sight before stepping out into the light of the street. She glanced one way, knowing she could easily approach her cousin and demand an explanation for what had just happened. Try to understand it, to make sense of how she could do this to not only her friends but her family!
A moment passed.
Then she moved.
Instead of following Namaari, she turned the opposite way- towards the leader of the Heart Society. A wicked idea forming as she followed after her.
(Continue???)
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onceiblinked · 1 year
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Writing a Jori and a Raymaari fic because I just rewatched and wanna write about them 🙈
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miabellaholtz · 2 months
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I'm BACK! I didn't forget about this challenge, just needed to take some time away from it to work on other things.
Hope you guys enjoy!
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animalgirl225 · 9 months
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It's been a while, friends! A new job will do that to you lol. Here's my most recent finished piece!
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indianaclems · 2 years
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⚠️Work in progress⚠️
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Hello, @miabellaholtz! Sorry this took so long but I hope you enjoy!
Protecting you
Rayamaari - RATLD
Rated: T
Ao3
They’ve been doing this for months now. Sneaking around, careful to not get caught. Fortunate but also concerning how the palace guards have yet to notice a pirate sneaking into the castle every week or so.
At least the princess was able to protect herself—not that she needed to with this 'intruder'. In fact, she often lets her guard down when the pirate is with her, and her pants.
However, it seemed their luck ran out.
Namaari hadn’t seen Raya for almost a month now but she didn’t worry—too much—because the seas were rough this time of year, so she figured Raya’s ship and crew needed her.
Their relationship is strange, seeing each other but not officially, saying they love the other but then pretending there was nothing happening, having sex but not talking about what they were. So, Namaari thought it silly to worry, they technically weren’t committed to each other, and none of them ever said anything or asked. Well, Namaari brought it up once while drunk but she didn’t count Raya’s answer as truthful because she didn’t quite trust her memory.
Besides, what really could have gone wrong?
Namaari was right, the seas were harsh and the Sisudatu needed its captain, but nothing wrong happened there. What really went wrong didn’t even happen until Raya was on land, in the castle—or on the castle.
Namaari was enjoying dinner with her mother, the Queen, when she heard heavy footsteps and the sound of someone straining. The heavy footsteps were obviously caused by the heavy armor of the guards but the straining—that sounded so familiar, Namaari knew who it was, but it couldn’t be. Could it?
Namaari stood, curious and worried, ignoring the awful gut feeling and her mother’s voice as she walked over to the sound. Outside the dining hall is where she finds the guards and the exact person she was hoping to see, but never like this.
“Raya?” Namaari couldn’t stop herself from saying, the woman in question twisting her head to look behind her, the guards also turning—both of them having a tight hold on Raya’s biceps, her hands tied behind her back.
“Namaari…”
“Your Highness,” one of the guards greets her, both of them bowing their heads in respect.
“What are you doing?” She glances between the guards, holding back her anger and fear.
“We found this pirate climbing the walls of the castle, heading straight towards your room, Princess Namaari.”
Raya looks at Namaari with a look that is both ashamed and worried but she doesn't say anything, and Namaari doesn’t like it one bit, knowing that Raya knows she’ll be convinced and sentenced to death.
“Release her.” The princess demands.
The guards hesitate, confused. “Are you sure, your Highness? She’s a pirate.”
“I said, release her. Now.”
They reluctantly obey, letting go of their grip on Raya but she doesn’t move, not wanting to have the guards jump on her again if she makes any advances toward Namaari. Namaari, understanding this, walks forward and gently grabs her bicep. She pulls her closer to her before removing the binds around her hands, discarding the rope as she starts to lead Raya away.
“Don’t tell my mother about this.” She orders the guards right before turning around and freezing in her spot.
“Don’t tell me about what, morning mist?”
Standing right in front of them is the woman in question.
“Mother-.”
“Who is this?”
Namaari doesn’t speak, looking at her mother as if she was a child who just got caught stealing sweets before dinner.
“Do you know this pirate?”
“I- uh,” Namaari stutters, "yes, I do-."
Her hand absentmindedly grabs onto Raya's, squeezing tightly. Unintentionally giving away exactly what was going on between them.
Virana glances between the two of them and their joint hands, expression unreadable as always.
"Care to explain what is going on?" The queen asks even though she probably already knew the situation.
Despite the question being directed towards Namaari, one of the guards behind her decided to answer. “We found the pirate scaling the side of the palace, heading straight towards Princess Namaari’s room, Your Majesty.”
Virana doesn’t say anything, instead, she gives Namaari a look that tells the latter that she needs to answer.
“I invited her.” Namaari explains, not entirely a lie, “I didn’t expect her to come today.”
“Invited her to climb into your room?”
“She can’t just walk in, she’ll be shot on sight,” Namaari says sharply.
“Pirates are illegal," Virana explains, “it’s for our safety.”
“I don’t need to be protected from her, if anything I need to protect her. She will be executed if I don’t stand up for her.”
“You are making an emotional decision, morning mist. You can not go inviting and standing up for anyone you want into the palace, especially a pirate."
"This isn’t an emotional decision-."
"We have to set an example for our people. You can’t break a law and expect your citizens to not do the same.”
"We need to change that law." Namaari states sternly, confidently. "If anything I am setting an example for our people to stand up for their rights and fix what is unjust."
Virana seems slightly taken back by what Namaari has said, looking down at her daughter and the pirate with an unreadable expression.
"Someone who is a pirate shouldn't be illegal just because they are born that way or choose that lifestyle, the waters are not owned by anyone. If anything, they own the waters and they should not be tried unless they are given a reason besides just existing."
Namaari pauses for a second, squeezing Raya's hand. Virana didn't go to say anything, only looking at her daughter with the unreadable expression she seems to always bear, so Namaari continues.
"I will not let innocent people be punished for existing, what example is that setting for our people? Telling them that people who are different deserve to die? This isn't an emotional decision just because I love her, there's pirates out there that aren't the Druun. If we can treat them as equals, perhaps they'll help us to defeat the Druun."
Virana doesn't say anything, her expression unchanged. Namaari gives her little time to say anything if she wishes, but she doesn't.
“She’s staying with me.”
Namaari walks past her mother, pulling Raya along by her hand.
They didn't say a word on their way to Namaari's room. Even once inside they stayed quiet, the air still tense even in the safety of the Princess's 'well gaurded' room.
Namaari is the one to shut the door, leaving her hand on the handle for a moment longer to try to regain herself, taking in a steady breath.
Then she turns around to face Raya, walking over to her to take her hands into her own.
"Are you hurt?"
Raya shakes her head, "no."
"Good."
Namaari brushes her thumbs over the back of her hands in a simple, sweet gesture.
"I'm sorry."
"It wasn't your fault."
"Still," Namaari sighs, "you shouldn't have to experience it."
Raya adverts her gaze downwards, her breathing shaky and so is her voice when she speaks, “I was scared.”
Namaari doesn't say anything, letting Raya have a chance to speak. She continues to rub her thumbs across her hands, encouraging her to continue.
"I… I wasn't sure if you would do anything. I hoped you would stand up for me but I thought… that maybe you wouldn't. You have a title to keep and I… I don't know, I just really thought I was going to be executed."
Hearing that felt like a knife to her chest, her heart dropping into her stomach. She had made Raya feel as if she would just sit by and watch Raya be executed. It hurt but Namaari knows she hadn't done anything to prove to her that she would do anything for her. All of her actions have been more like she was only in it for the sex and if it was true, why would she save her?
"Raya…" Namaari starts after a moment of silence, raising her hands to cup her face and bring her gaze to fix onto hers. "You're more important to me than my title. I could never just let that happen to you, I just couldn't. I'm sorry I made you think that I wouldn't step in, that I wouldn't save you even if something else is at risk. I would do anything for you."
Raya's cheeks turn a slight shade of pink, barely noticeable if they weren't so close.
"So you did mean it?"
“Mean what?”
“That you love me?”
"I said that?" Namaari flushes, trying to remember when she had said that. When she let that slip from her lips. Slowly realizing when she did, to her mother. "I… did say that, didn't I?"
Raya nods.
"I did mean it. It's true." Namaari explains, her thumbs brushing over Raya's cheekbones, wiping off some tears that fell. "Although I wish I said it to you first before telling my mother."
Raya silently laughs, her hands running down Namaari's biceps to her forearms and finally to rest atop of Namaari's hands that cradle her face.
"I don't know if you remember, but that one time when you were drunk, you said you wanted for us to be in a committed relationship and do not hide it." Raya explains, "I thought it was just the alcohol talking, so I didn't say anything but I'm starting to think it was true."
Namaari nods. "It is true. I have been wanting more than just sex with you, which is wonderful, don't get me wrong but I want to be in a relationship. Do things couples do, I want to court you because I love you and I don't see myself doing this with anyone else."
"It's going to be difficult." Raya says. "I'm a pirate, you're a princess. I'm still illegal and we can't always be together. People won't like it if they find out."
"I rather have to deal with all of that and be with you than not be with you," Namaari says, leaning forward to press her forehead against Raya's. "I'll do anything to be with you, as long as you'll have me."
"Anything?"
"Anything."
Raya smiles. "Well then, I guess I have a confession."
"What is it?"
Raya leans forward to press her lips against Namaari's. A long, passionate but chaste kiss that makes Namaari's heart soar. When Raya pulls away Namaari follows to try to continue the kiss, being stopped by Raya who waits for her to open her eyes before speaking.
"I love you."
Namaari smiles brightly, leaning in to kiss her but not before saying against her lips, "I love you too.”
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iwritesmuttyfics · 1 year
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Namaari is at the bar going through a horrible cringe date her mom set up.
Raya is the bartender who saves the damsel in distress.
Win.
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