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#they wanna fuck him so bad
puppyeared · 1 month
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littlest furth shop
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#i think i had a little too much fun with this lol#i also wanted to draw road boy and other characters but maybe when they actually get introduced#i do have a sketch of him with a lil chainsaw.. im not gonna be normal when he gets introduced man he looks so sillygoofy#if you squint laika's eye marking is a clover yue's is a crescent moon and mars' is a star ^_^#i wanted to give laika an accessory too but i couldnt think of anything.. maybe a stack of pancakes??#im curious to see the apocalypse side of the story too.. like so far we have an idea of the comet fucking everything up#and im assuming that lead to a ripple effect causing the apocalypse but exactly how bad?? i cant wait to find out#rn im kinda piecing stuff together.. larkspur delivers mail in a beat up van so that might mean all transportation is grounded#the buildings we've seen so far are intact like the observatory and turnip's house but idk if thats the same for big cities#laikas playlist only includes songs downloaded on yue's computer and there hasnt been internet in 20 years.. but radio signals might#still work.. if yue grows his own food we can assume that mass production and distribution also isnt a thing anymore#sorry im a sucker for worldbuilding.. and the furth puns are fun to me. i like to think toronto would be clawronto.. and vancouver wld#be nyancouver.. barktic circle.. mewfoundland and labrador.. canyada....#christ i have so many drawing ideas. willow if youre reading this im so sorry youre probably gonna expect to see a lot of drawings frm me#like. i wanna draw laika in the akira bike pose so sosososo bad. IT WOULD BE SO AWESOMECOOL. ill teach myself to draw bikes if i have to#i also wanted to animate laika leekspin.. man#my art#myart#fanart#laika's comet#laikas comet#laika#mars#yue#furry art#fur#littlest pet shop#lps
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fluffylino · 4 months
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hyunjin uses your mouth!!!
(i wrote this cuz i saw this edit and now i will literally do anything to get on my knees and give him the best head-)
-contains mature themes
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"yeah, you just love my cock don't you" hyunjin grunted out. watching as you took his length into your mouth. hands pumping his base.
"i could fill any of your holes and you'd be more than happy"
"my cock makes you dumb, doesn't it?"
you moaned, gagging as he bucked his hips upwards. he hadn't even got out of his performance clothes. pushing you down onto your knees to suck him off.
high on adrenaline. that kind of ego boost that hits different. because he's just so full of himself.
he knows he's hot.
he's sexy.
you kissed his tip, sticking your tongue out to tease him. laying kitten like licks on his weeping head.
"how about a challenge, my dumb baby" your eyes widened as you made sure to pay full attention to him. if not you'd probably end up punished.
"make daddy cum with just your mouth"
but that is what you were doing. you raised your hand to stroke him. jumping when he swatted your hand away.
"no hands. only that pretty mouth of yours"
an invisible rope binding your wrists together behind your back. you inched closer, his length standing tall and proud as you eyed it.
thinking of all the ways you could bring him to his climax.
you stood up on your knees. mouthing at him. he cursed under his breath. fingers tangled in your hair.
"keep going"
and so you did. practically choking on his dick as he pushed your head down. it was frustrating. you wanted to use your hands. and your jaw ached.
"f-fuck my mouth, daddy" you garbled out, letting your jaw fall slack.
there was a moment of hesitation until he thrusted up into your mouth. your throat spasming around him as your gag reflex hit.
"such a fucking needy whore"
your tongue hanging out as he used your mouth. fucking it like it was your cunt. your spit dripping out, making him wetter. the slide becoming easier.
you cringed at the how filthy it sounded. your choked out cries and gagging. his loud moans.
the squelching. the mess on your face and his pants.
"you'll take my cum like the slut that you are, won't you" he panted out, opening his eyes to focus on you.
you nodded. desperate to taste him. to have his cum in you.
"w-want it, p-please daddy"
"I know baby. don't waste a single drop or else" hyunjin muttered, using your mouth as a fleshlight. not caring if he was getting noisier.
you moaned out at the taste. the feeling of his warm cum filling up your mouth. threatening to spill out as he lazily thrusted.
and when he did pull out, you made sure to swallow. proudly keeping your mouth open for him to see.
.
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he is best boy.
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dizzybizz · 2 months
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ms jay herself (and apple)
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so i was thinking about how Howdy has eight legs bc he's a caterpillar - those have lots of legs. but butterflies? they only have six
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imagine he comes out of his chrysalis and he's down two limbs. mf would have to relearn how to Walk
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aroaceleovaldez · 6 months
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Nico and Percy's dynamic through the series is eternally funny to me, because it's just. like.
Percy's having a constant mental struggle between his fatal flaw of loyalty with a promise he made to Bianca to protect Nico, versus his Big 3 kid desire to maim other Big 3 kids / Poseidon descendant urge to totally maim Nico specifically. He hates Nico so so much. He thinks Nico's annoying and weird at best, and creepy/sketchy when he's older. The only positive thoughts Percy has towards Nico are "He's Bianca's brother and Bianca was my friend and I owe her/He's Hazel's brother and Hazel is my friend and would kill me if I was mean to him," "He's a powerful asset and useful ally (if questionable)," and "He's kinda pathetic and I feel maybe a little bad about it." Percy has multiple occasions throughout the series where he strongly considers - and on one occasionally actually goes through with - throttling Nico.
Meanwhile, Nico is following around Percy like a lost puppy. He explicitly can never bring himself to even dislike anything about Percy no matter how hard he tries. He has a whole bit in BoO where he's mentally going "UGH he's so stupid BUT IT'S ENDEARING HOW DARE HE." He's totally smitten. He's making deals with his dad for Percy. He's making convoluted plans to help Percy stand a chance against Kronos. During the entirety of BoTL it's like he's playing tsundere - "I'm helping NOT PERCY SPECIFICALLY with this quest! Me helping Percy would be SILLY because I DEFINITELY HATE HIM." Then he proceeds to show up to Percy's birthday party to basically ask him on a weird date and spend the entire next book scrambling around trying to help him or protect him or impress him. And Percy could not give less of a shit.
Just. That dynamic is so funny to me. Percy is the founder of the Nico Protection Club in that he's the one they're all protecting Nico from and meanwhile Nico is throwing himself at Percy to the point where the literal god of gay love calls him out on it.
#pjo#percy jackson#nico di angelo#Percy shows up at CJ and squints at Nico like ''hm. why do i feel like i hate you? like i just wanna punch you in the face?''#and Nico just immediately goes ''huh no idea anyways i have to go-'' and jumps into Tartarus#but not before he gives Hazel essentially a detailed explanation of ''this is Percy i cant say much but please dont let him die <3''#and Nico's whole Tartarus trip was basically a whole ''im doing this so no one else has to''#only for Percy and Annabeth to fall in like one book later and Nico proceeds to spend the next book internally screaming about it#and then Cupid calls him out on it and the next book#Nico's just like ''at this point im hoping i keel over within the next week just so i can force this dumb crush to chill the fuck out''#Nico staring pointedly at Will: ''For my own sake i need to form another crush RIGHT NOW so i can finally get over Percy.''#''this has been so bad for my health''#Nico's crush on Percy is just too funny to me. horrible pick my guy. terrible job. love that for you. he could not be less interested.#Percy LITERALLY TRIES TO KILL NICO and ditch him in the underworld and Nico is somehow STILL like ''but i love him''#Percy basically chokes him. beats up his dad. tells him ''go get smited by your dad for me.'' and ditches him.#and Nico's opinions/crush on him DO NOT CHANGE#though also Nico's reaction to Percy beating up his dad + skeletons is SO funny. his jaw is on the floor. he's flustered about it.#he just witnessed Percy be incredibly hot and proceeded to go ''yea i'll do anything for this man. collect reinforcements of 3 gods? sure''#nico you absolute DISASTER with HORRIBLE TASTE. you can do better. raise your standards.#which tbh is funnier when you factor in sun and the star. Nico just wont stop crushing on guys who dislike him and everything he stands for
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vulturv0lans · 4 months
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continuation of this post | wriothesley x f. reader | nsfw
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the fortress of meropide is a cacophony of different sounds at night.
old pipes groaning, the clanking of metal against metal as gardes complete their rounds, the whispers between prisoners and stern warnings from the wardens.
and, every once in a while, there would be muffled moans and the clapping of wet skin against wet skin coming from behind the closed doors of the duke’s office.
you lay face down and bent over his desk, hands messily bound with his tie and eyes rolled into the back of your head as wriothesley pounds into you like you’re the only thing on his mind. his fingertips pressing dark bruises onto the skin on your hips, heavy pants exchanged in the air between you as he bottoms out, the round of your tits jiggling delightfully in rhythm with his thrusts.
a few documents lie wrinkled and forgotten on the floor, and all wriothesley can think about is how good you feel around him, so tight and gripping him like a vice, and how good you are taking him despite the stretch of his thick cock in your velvety walls. he pulls out a little and watches in satisfaction as your pussy grips onto him for dear life, his shaft glistening with the mix of your arousals and pulsating with desire.
your voice, once so sweet and smooth like honey, a songbird that carolled the most beautiful tunes, is reduced to little moans and gasps as you fight for air. the swell of your rosy lips an evidence of wriothesley’s earlier harsh tugs and nibbles, now shiny with saliva that has pooled at the corner of your mouth. he leans down to kiss you, tongue swiping a bold stripe against your bottom lip to savour your taste, your name a breathy whisper right into your parted lips.
wriothesley maintains his unrelenting pace as he pounds into you even harder, until your tongue lolls out and your face contort in pleasure. he leans back and lifts your hips higher, his cock hitting that one spot with controlled precision that threatens to send you over the edge.
your mind is clouded with fog and all you can think about is chasing your high, every word in your vocabulary replaced by his name and his name only. your surroundings blur and you lose track of where you are, who you are, and only him remains. the smell of him in your nostrils, the taste of him on your tongue, the warmth of his hands on your skin, and the jolts of ecstasy with every thrust of his hips-
“your grace-”
you moan out in a moment of fucked out bliss, your voice sultry and just a little bit shaky, your mind completely oblivious of the effect you have on him until you feel the air being squeezed out of your windpipes.
something primal inside wriothesley threatens to break free from its reigns. his eyes glazed over with blinding desire, your sweet little voice moaning his title and worshipping him in your cockdrunk state is the last thing he knows before his hand is circling your throat and he’s fucking into you with renewed fervour.
amid the groaning pipes, robotic footsteps and hushed whispers is a new harmony of his heavy grunts and your high pitched moans. lowering his other hand to rub harsh circles on your clit, the lack of oxygen amplifying your pleasures tenfold, wriothesley leans dangerously close to you and whispers darkly in your ear,
“call me that again.”
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darling-deadest · 1 year
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if im good can i cockwarm you while you play video games? i promise i’ll only squirm a little
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mysmuttyy · 6 months
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LISTEN; MATTHEO RIDDLE SMUT
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stalker mattheo knows a lot about you, stuff nobody else knows.
MY BACK IS PRESSED AGAINST A TREE, thick book resting in the palm of my hands, pages flicking over in the wind. I haven’t been able to focus for the past five minutes, all I’ve done is stare out at the water, watching the leaves move with the wind.
The wind blows against me, fly aways falling into my eyes, repeatedly. I huff, tugging the strands behind my ears, but it’s no use.
I get close to getting up and leaving, but the sound of leaves crunching a little behind me steals my attention. Not many people know about the black lake, which is pretty odd because you’d expect the exact opposite, right?
My eyes focus on a tall figure, curly hair, muscular body. I can’t quite pinpoint who he is - til he gets closer, not noticing me under the big tree closest to the water.
I exhale a deep breath, about to get up and leave, again, but he steals my attention away. Slipping his black shirt over his head, tossing it by my feet.
His back muscles stare right at me and I can’t help but slam my thighs together, hoping he didn’t hear the slap of my skin. I breathe heavily, eyes wandering down his well toned figure.
Thick thighs stand out to me, sending wild thoughts running through my brain. A wet patch forms on the front of my lace panties, clit throbbing for him.
Mattheo Riddle, the dark lords son, someone they say is extremely dangerous. One they avoid in the halls, never daring to make eye contact with him. In my honest opinion, I think they’re over exaggerating. If he was a dangerous person, he would’ve done something by now and he hasn’t.
He keeps to himself and minds his business.
It kinda breaks my heart. He doesn’t have any friends, because people would rather judge him than get to know him. Stuck up rich kids with slyly torment him, trying to rile him up, but he ignores it.
“Are you done staring at me, y/n?” His deep voice speaks, making my stomach flutter with a flock of butterflies. That’s the first time I’ve heard him speak in two years.
The last time he spoke, he was apologising for getting in my way. If he was so dangerous, why would he apologise?
He clears his throat, pulling me out of my messy train of thoughts. “S-Sorry..Um, I’ll leave!” I exclaim, but he shakes his head at me, running his wet hand through his, now wet curls.
I push my thighs together once more, my face growing red at the way his stare makes me feel. “Did I say you had to leave?” He asks, raising his brows at me.
My heart beats even faster, so fast I fear it might pump out of my chest. “Well what do you want me to do?” I question, trying my best not to sound scared of him. It’s not that I’m scared of him, he’s just incredibly gorgeous and it makes me nervous.
Too nervous to speak.
“Take your shirt off.” He smiles, crossing his arms over his chest. My breath hitches, eyes widening at his words. His brown eyes stare into my blue ones, something glistening in them, something I can’t figure.
“My shirt?” I test, raising my brows, a smirk crossing over my face. He laughs, looking down at his chest. My body lifts, back no longer pressed against the painful back that was digging into my skin.
I slowly pull my shirt up, over my head, dropping it on top of his. He looks back up, face growing red when he looks at my cleavage. My smirk grows as I put my hands out, waiting for him to help my body into the water.
He takes my hands into his, turning me into liquid with just his touch. All of my confidence evaporates, on the spot, hairs that lie on the back of my neck sticking up. “T-Thank you.” I mumble, looking away from his gorgeous face.
Now that I’m in the water, the wetness of my arousal is easier to ignore. Mattheo and I’s hands are still touching, intertwined. The tension between us quickly grows, his eyes flickering down to my lips.
“Fuck, this is bad.” I speak, bursting the silence. He raises his brows at me, tilting his head in confusion. The curls on his head flop to the side, making me almost giggle at how cute it is.
“What’s bad?” He asks, confused look quickly turning into a excited, yet evil look. “Maybe you getting wet at my muscles, slamming your thighs together in hopes the throbbing dies down?” He ponders, letting my hands go, stepping closer to me.
I quiver, eyes widened, face tomato red. “Or maybe it’s the fact that you want me to fuck you right now?” He continues, fucking with your mind.
Anger boils in your chest as you step forward, slamming your hands against his wet chest. “First of, fucker! It’s considered rude to invade my mind without consent!” I shout, glaring up at the man with audacity probably bigger than his dick.
He scoffs, grabbing my throat in his veiny hand. “You must be really horny to be thinking of how big my dick is, huh?” He laughs, leaning down to my face.
“You’re thinking of fucking my tits, Mattheo. Don’t act so fucking innocent.” I retort, glaring harder at him. He lets my throat go, a look of shock on his face.
The two of us remain silent, our eyes locked, deep diving into one another’s brain. I grow tired of it, leaning up to finally smash my lips against his.
He kisses back, wrapping his arms around my body, pulling me to his chest. My breast press up against his chest, causing him to grow hard against my body.
“Tsk, tsk. You just got hard because of a stranger, that’s gotta be a little embarrassing.” You tease, not expecting him to say what he says..
“You’re not a stranger baby.”
A/n; I really don’t know what this is, but I’m really obsessed with the quiet kid trope. Mainly because I’m obsessed with a quiet kid at school 😃😃
Anyways, please send in some suggestions for what smut to write and who it’s ab!! Should I do pt 2?
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chrattenthusiast · 5 months
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relationship/fwb texts with chris
Authors notes: this is new for me but i was bored, these are fun and i’m suffering from writers block so enjoy!
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@mattsd0ll @loveesiren @christinarowie332 @daddyslilchickenfingers2 @mangosrar @kenzieiskoolaid
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────
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victoryrifle · 5 months
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Charon my beloved - FALLOUT 3 [6/?]
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ivysoul · 1 year
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leon kennedy loves fucking your pussy. dude could go all night!
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you two had been at it for an hour now. he literally couldn’t stop. his thick cock was drilling into you so desperately, a thick ring of cum gathered at the base from the orgasms you both have had already. the noises coming from you, along with the squelching sounds from his cock in your dripping cunt was downright pornographic.
“you— haa— you feel so good, baby,” he moans, eyes glued to where you two were connected. his eyes slowly drape up your body, taking in the sweat that made your entire body glisten, the bulge in your lower belly when he fucked into you, the way your tits bounced and your pert nipples, and then finally, your face; your mouth open and eyes in the back of your head, brows scrunched together in pure ecstasy. “so beautiful. so fuckin’ beautiful.”
“leon, leon—” you couldn’t form coherent sentences at this point. you were an utterly useless, babbling mess.
leon brought your legs up to rest your ankles on his broad shoulders, and put his own leg up on the bed, heels digging into the mattress. the angle allowed him to fuck even deeper into you (if that was even possible at this point).
“fuck!” he whined. your walls clamped around him, making his cock twitch inside you. “y’close, baby?”
you wanted to scream yes, yes, yes, but you literally couldn’t. your mouth was open but the only things coming out were moans, whines, whimpers, and babbles of his name. over and over and over.
he knew, however. he knew you well enough—fucked you enough times—to know when you were gonna cum. so, he put the rough pad of his thumb on your clit and rubbed vigorous circles, applying just the right amount of pleasure that he knows you love.
“c’mon, hon. cum on my cock again. wanna feel you. please.”
it was his begging for you to cum that got you there. you saw white as you came. your body felt on fire, shaking intensely. moans picking up as did his at the feeling of you cumming on his cock again.
he grinned lazily at you, “good fuckin’ girl. so fuckin’ pretty when you cum, baby. love it so much.”
leon was close now. he could feel it everywhere. his head was filled with you, you, you. it didn’t help when you started coaxing him, “please cum in me, leon. please, lee.”
at that, he came. hard. his abs tightened and his shoulders tensed, chest heaving up and down. all he could do was murmur “so good to me, baby” repeatedly.
at this point, you were so full with cum that it literally seeped past leon’s cock that was still inside you. it dripped down onto the bed sheets below. leon scooped it up with a finger and brought it to your mouth, tapping on your chin to signal you to open as your eyes were closed. he dipped his finger inside your mouth and you sucked. sucked the digit clean.
“good girl,” he said proudly, breathlessly, “but we’re not done, yet.”
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spaciebabie · 2 years
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you will not recieve any drawings of moon kisses from me until i have finished drafting n posting the comic
get teased idiot
oh also, song i was listening ta this morning that induced my simp syndrome
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ovaryacted · 7 months
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Y’all…I can’t rn…please…somebody…send help…
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hunterrrs · 7 months
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“i know i had posters of him on my wall as a kid” - dylan larkin
“when he just walks in a room, guys kind of stop and he just has that aura about him” - nathan mackinnon
nhl banning pride but they’re really letting players say this gay shit about sid huh…
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tipsyleaf · 13 days
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Ugh…Death Island Leon has been on my mind all day…I just can’t get over that old man!!
Imagine waking up early, standing in the kitchen wearing those teeny tiny nightgowns, flipping pancakes, all while you and Leon’s kid(s) is sleeping in bed peacefully. The early morning birds chirping, bright sunrise creeping in through the windows.
You’d be softly humming to yourself, sizzling echoing throughout the kitchen as you flip a silly little heart shaped pancake. Suddenly feeling those strong, burley, yet familiar arms wrap around your waist, one coming up by your shoulder.
Gentle kisses being pressed up against the nape of your neck, rough hand squeezing and massaging your hip. Needy mumbles coming from his tired lips, talking about going back to bed for something ‘quick’ while the kid(s) sleep. Those black sweatpants hanging from his hips, showing that prominent “V” line of his, happy trail hiding beneath the cloth.
God…Why can’t I get that man out of my head! 😣
- Anon! 🎀
My god... You have no idea how fucking badly I want that 38 year old man to annihilate me 🎀anon...
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Just imagine him clinging onto you like you'll vanish if he let's you go. He always says it'll be quick but it's never quick with Leon. Not when he's in one of his moods. He'll just keep kissing your neck, eventually start nibbling at your skin. Soft little pleases and you know you want to.
Eventually he'll realize you're finally listening to the voice of reason (his morning wood pressing into your ass) and look at the stove clock with a smirk, knowing the kid(s) won't beup for at least another half hour. Leaning into your ear and he whispers seductively y'know, we don't even need to leave the kitchen, you'd look great up on the counter.
To which you grip the spatula a little tighter, trying desperately to cling to the tiny shred of resolve you still have. That's when you feel his hands glide down your thighs and under the tiny nightgown. His rough hands gliding his calloused hands over your soft belly and he feels you finally lean back into him as he playfully pulls at the waistband of your underwear with his thumb. He can't help but smirk, feeling cocky about winning you over.
There's my girl, lemme take care of you~
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Vincent Price blowing out matches montage 🕯️ 🔥
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