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#trying to find my groove again

decarbry · 2 months

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sorry zashi something important came up

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #aizawa shouta #Aizawa and cats #trying to find my groove again

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papa-evershed · 5 months

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Love the dad Rob content but I feel like young Rob content (Down to Earth, Corrie, even Love Life) is rare. Possible to share some maybe never-before-seen or just super rare gifs from that era of Rob?

Okay so I know you sent this forever ago and I'm so sorry for the very late reply. But instead of making you wait another 500 years, I've just thrown what I already had under the cut. It's 99.9% Corrie in various sizes and quality. None of them are never seen before and some I've already posted on my blog but I just don't know when I'm gonna be able to sort through the 300 episodes of Corrie to really tackle this request properly. 😅 They may at least scratch your itch a little bit, I hope.

Also, as for Love Life, just search "Joe Nolastname" on my blog and a decent amount of gifs should come up. I do actively gif Love Life from time to time because the quality is manageable unlike Corrie or Down To Earth.

#i do need to get around to getting more episodes of corrie from amazon because the quality is better #although they don't even have all of his episodes 😩#if there's a specific scene from any of these shows you had in mind let me know and that'd be far easier to manage #although if it's corrie knowing the episode's date would be necessary because there's just too many to weed through 😅#i've been slacking lately but i'm trying to find my groove again after a hectic few weeks or so

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runescrepes · 6 months

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doodles from instagram story requests. i’m still in the process of doing them so more to come

#i cant seem to find my groove #but maybe when i try again tomorrow it’ll smooth out #doodles #sketch #art requests #fanart

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13atoms · 26 days

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hello new friends who came from my Spencer Reid fic! ill always take requests /suggestions/asks, my ao3 is the same name, thanks for hanging around!

#old friends ily I’m glad you’re here too!#trying to find my fic groove again now my books are in the home stretch

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n3rdb0x · 9 months

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@dragvnsovl

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜ //Either my OC Tater or Goku to Gohan!

Gohan would glance at his dad with a look of confusion. "Did Goten's homework break you? Or something else entirely? I guess you could just try not thinking too hard about anything for the day."

#gohan rp #as i try to find my groove again #ic

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sailor-aviator · 3 months

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Please write!

Okay, okay 😭😭😭

#answered #i'm trying to find my groove again

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rainymoodlet · 1 year

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okay so,

i was being a little unrealistic, i think, with how much playtime i was going to get before going back to work. truth is, i'm probably not going to be able to play the first introductions until next weekend: and until then, submissions are still open! very loosely: i want to have all my sims and lots ready to go by friday!

i'm sorry i've been so up and down and all around with this! i have very little playtime to myself when i get home from work and my adhd makes me feel frustrated when i don’t feel satisfied w my gameplay. i wanted to at least do the bc over my vacation but i didn’t plan my time out right 🙄

if you would still like to submit a sim for my bachelor challenge, please reply to this post and let me know! i have sent every applicant their confirmation already and am trying to collect the rest of my downloads. again, for the sake of my playtime and everything, i would like to have all sims downloaded and ready to go by this friday.

thank you all for your patience and your excitement!! i'm so ready to see this all go down!

#i just want things to go well and i always get so excited for them and they never end up happening “”“”on time“”“” which leaves me upset #and frustrated #so i'm just going to try and give myself the week to let this depression dust off and find my groove back in work again #like i was typing this and my fiance came in and started talking to me and it totally distracted me and i wanted to flip out dslkjfdslkf #anyway i can't even remember everything i wanted to say but yes.#if you'd still like to submit a sim pls reply to this and try to get me your submission and download by friday!!!#thank you all #txt

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doodlindoe · 2 years

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a few of the paints I’ve drawn recently for my hp stable 🥰

#trying to work on more dynamic poses #i think i'm finding my groove again

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winterlovesong1 · 1 year

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Nace fake dating AU written by you aka our lord and savior when

I've had this ask in my inbox forever - and I did do a little fake dating au drabble here - and then decided to make a second part - not sure if it will turn into an entire fic but thought I'd share a little bit...

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Sitting in the backseat of the limousine headed to the gala, the one put on by the Hudson’s annually, the one she’s obligated to go to despite having already mentioned multiple times to Ryan it’s worse than getting her teeth pulled, despite her crafting a perfectly good excuse each year not to go.

But she swallows all those symptoms back because there’s a company on the line.

(it doesn’t lessen her wavering nerves and heightened anxiety)

However, she’s still Nancy Hudson, and she can’t not put up some sort of guise.

“You doing ok?” he asks, palms curved against the leather of the seat as he tries not to swipe them upon his rented tuxedo knowing they’ll leave some sort of mark or wrinkle and they’ve got an entrance to make.

“I just hate this part.”

The truth hits different in the back of the car. The admission having no escape and it’s only receiver her and his ears.

“I thought you hated this whole thing.”

He’s quick. But he also listens. He also remembers. That will serve her well throughout this whole scheme.

“But this is the worst of it.”

There’s a heavy silence and she continues to clarify it has nothing to do with him and this ruse they’ve entered into has to work – she can’t risk hurt feelings at the start.

“I don’t mean this,” reaching for his hand to signify her sincerity. The warmth of his palm underneath hers emits a tickling comfort across her forearm, the notion traveling down her backless black dress and landing amongst her ankles.

“I just mean the anticipation before the party…”

Her voice is lower because she wasn’t anticipating him lacing his fingers through hers.

“We’ll get through it together.”

The intercom crackles to laugh and startles them both.

“We’re here, Miss Hudson.”

She feels the chill underneath her hand as he leaves her side, leaning toward the door before he opens it, announcing, “let’s do this.”

#nace drabbles #trying to find my writing groove again

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forelevenses · 7 months

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Ya know, some people have the energy to keep up writing for a sustained period of time and some people have huge short bursts and then take a while to recharge. Nothing wrong with being either or, just gotta learn to work with yourself ✌🏽

#miki.txt #I’m the second for sure godddd #I’ve been in a writing slump for a couple months now and it got only worse this month #cries but it is what it is #trying not to compare myself to others it sucks now but I’ll be back eventually #just gotta find my groove again is all

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sluttywoozi · 8 months

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Hi grrrl 🖤 you know? The first fic written by you that I read was 'Whenever We Breathe', and to this day, it remains one of my favourites. But it always makes me a little sad and I still don't know why, but it hits home I guess lol

Luv u 🖤 have a nice week 💕

🎶 https://youtu.be/e8WLTOZ06Lo 🎶

helloooo my baby

i love that that was your first fic of mine!! it was my first threesome and it def got more feelsy than i anticipated. i hope it's not a bad kind of sad, and that part two helps 💖

luv u 💖💖💖

#im so super duper sorry it took me so long to answer this #im trying to find my groove again as you know #moonwalker-witchgrrrl

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zwhoreo · 7 months

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can i request some slutty luffy? just fuck me up fam ☠️

AHH i think this is so beautiful and one of my fav smuts i’ve written!!! :’)

hunger - luffy x f!reader

smut

summary: luffy gets incredibly horny, and he’s confusing lust with hunger

contains: mating press, praise, marking (reader receiving)

words: 2.4k

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Luffy’s alone. He thinks, right now, of touch. And his body is sweaty from the day and from his yearning mind, he’s shirtless because an hour ago he lit on fire beneath his skin, he’s been simmering ever since, and it’s healed, somehow, by touch. So his fingers dig into the grooves of his abs, he likes to feel them flex and shift as he traces every corner, mouth open, drooling onto the glass of the porthole. He left his bed an hour ago when he lit on fire beneath his skin. His blanket became too hot, his mind too full to fall asleep. He’s thinking about food now, juicy fruits that drip down his throat, melted cheese, the greasy, fatty pieces of steak that slide so slowly along his tongue.

He rubs his stomach because he’s hungry, that’s it. There’s a burning within him, starvation but if it was beautiful. He needs food right now but he knows, somehow, that food won’t do anything for him, not really. And if he rubs his stomach because he’s hungry then why does his hand go lower, down beneath his waistline, tugging at the hair down there because, why? Why does this feel good? Why is he moaning, little whimpers that fog the glass, what does he need? He thinks of touch. Skin on skin. That’s it, skin on skin.

You’re probably alone. Moonbeams sail one by one from the east with the wind and blackening sky as the sunset turns lilac, fading, gold waves turning silver, copper. Translucent silk the color of the sunset hangs from your shoulders, a slip so loose it barely covers your chest. It isn’t cold tonight and you’re not tired. You saw dolphins this evening and you wonder if you can see them again before the water disappears in the night. Everyone else is already asleep. You hope that when you’re tired you can find Luffy, who’s probably asleep, and curl up with him as everything drifts away.

But as the ocean laps at the ship and you’re calmed by the gentle rocking you feel, suddenly, arms from behind. Arms that run over yours, hands massaging your wrists up to your shoulders. A distinct smell, the feeling of hot rubber, this is Luffy and he’s so, so warm. And his breathing is so heavy in your ear. He places his chin on your shoulder and it’s covered in drool, he begins to slowly lick your neck as he pulls you closer. You haven’t even said hi before he has you in his lap, squeezing your waist from behind. His licks turn to kisses, and then to bites, all over your upper back and then a wet, raw trail up to your jaw. He’s groaning with want, no words yet, he has too many things he wants to say.

“Hi Luffy,” you murmur with a little smile, reaching back to pet his face which is burning up and flushed. His tongue laps your cheek, he’s an excited puppy, you feel his teeth now so you ask gently, “what’s up?”

“Gonna eat you,” he says in a quiet, gravely voice, right into your ear. He whines after this in desire, in hunger, he’s lustful and desperate.

“Yeah?” You lean back against him. His arms are so tight, he’s trying to wrap you up and crush you like a python. And you can feel his heartbeat race in every muscle.

“Mh, ‘cause you’re real pretty. And I’m hungry so I’m gonna eat you.” He’s almost trying to take a bite out of your neck now, his teeth are sharp but his tongue is soothing, he moans because he likes the flavor. “Real pretty…” he hisses again beneath his breath.

You turn so you’re facing him. He needs a kiss right now and he doesn’t hesitate to grab your face and dive in, writhing tongue slipping greedily between your lips. And there’s a gentleness here too, his hand moves to the back of your head, stroking your hair adoringly. He isn’t going to hurt you he just needs you so, so bad and he doesn’t really know how or why or what he should say.

“God, Luffy.” You’re quiet, muffled by his mouth. And just hearing your voice again clouds his mind.

“Love ya, love ya so much,” he says in between moans and kisses. His nails scrape at your chest, delighted by softness, something to grab onto, more to squeeze. “I wanna play, please can we play?”

Trying to get on top of you he’s leaning over you and pulled by instinct, he wants you straddling him but he wants to be on top at the same time. He’s just a tangle of limbs right now, saliva dripping messily onto your neck.

“Of course I’ll play with you.” You’re blushing, eyes closing but he’s squeezing your cheeks and forcing you to look at him, huge sparkling eyes as deep as the Mariana look down on you.

Luffy begins to laugh. Just a breathy giggle at first, blowing air between his teeth in a little joyful hiss. And then his mouth opens, he laughs more, louder, that’s what he does when he’s excited and when he knows he’s about to get something that he wants so, so bad. And then it fades to giggles again, and he stills for a moment, no movement except his chest. Rise and fall, rise and fall. He’s just looking at you.

And then he licks his lips. He dives in.

You make a small sound, surprised and unable to react in time, as Luffy plants his feet firmly on the deck, your thighs slamming his stomach as your legs are thrown over his shoulders. And you’re bent, folding tighter and tighter as Luffy crouches over you. His arms encircle your legs and your back and your waist and constrict again, his legs are spread and ready, twitching, hips pressing yours. He’s forgetting, probably, that you aren’t as flexible as he is.

“This is good, Lu, this right here,” you manage to choke out because you often have to remind him what your body can and can’t take.

He mumbles a little apology and does a once over with his eyes, he wants to make sure that you aren’t hurt but, at the same time, he’s letting his gaze linger on your body, on the silk slip that’s fallen as your waist curls upwards and your breasts are bare now, so delicious, he’s drooling again. You’re tasty, you’re his.

This must take so much strength, the way he’s perched on his toes over your body, his thigh muscles clench and ripple against yours. Shared sweat, shared warmth. His balance is perfect even as he reaches for your chest, rubbing, holding, kissing, now he’s kissing your lips, now your neck. He doesn’t want this ever to be over.

And he says, “I love ya so much.” That’s the third time he’s said it.

“I love you too,” you say with such joy even as you’re breathless still, but before you can finish he’s pressing his mouth to yours hungrily. You said you loved him and he wants to taste it — the flavor of those words — it’s all-consuming.

“Tastes so good, mmh,” Luffy gasps as he takes you into this hot, wet kiss, “can’t wait, wanna play now.”

You’re not sure how he did it from this position, but his pants are off, kicked to the side. His cock is aching and leaking already and smoldering against your stomach, you can see it from here, throbbing and waiting, skin so smooth and thin and perfect like auburn moth wings over red-hot iron.

His chest crashes against yours in a tidal wave now because this new vulnerability makes him want to be closer. Now you can’t see it anymore but god, it’s so hard it feels like he’s denting you, so long and thick like a python, he’s still holding you, and squeezing more and more. Like a python.

With so much pressure he wraps his hands around lower, lower, snapping your panties, thrusting against your stomach in a way that shakes your body but he’s got you. You’re in his arms.

Begging eyes so close to yours, mouth on your lips and cheek, breathing so fast and so warm and he whispers, “can I?” And it’s so scratchy and kind and needy so deep in his throat.

So you pull his hair, you kiss him, yes.

Rolling back on his heels he finds his way, sloppy thrusts that don’t quite make it but god when they do, he isn’t going all the way even though his every nerve craves you but you’re his baby and he can’t hurt you.

Thick tip so soft and gentle, butterfly wings and flowers, impossibly hard and aching in heartbeat rhythms against your clit, moving you with every pulse, searching and desperate like a moth to a flame he finds you.

Shivers that make you clench your legs against his shoulders as he rubs and rubs back and forth and hugs your body and bites your cheek and murmurs, “that feel good? Ya like that?” with such curiosity like he really wants to know, he wants an answer.

“Perfect, so perfect. Please, I need you.” Words in his ear like shooting stars lighting up his body like the darkening sky. He’s made of ochre sunbeams.

He smiles and laughs and with another quick kiss he’s finding you more. Muscles flex and as he leans forward onto you he’s there, right there. He starts to moan loudly and whisper about how happy he is but it’s Luffy so it’s not a whisper, really. He’s not even inside you yet. He’s just so, so excited.

“Feels so good, so good. C’mere,” he giggles against you happily and makes sure he holds you as he’s pushing into your body, you’re filled in an instant and more and more every second.

Amid the panting and moaning you can almost hear that heartbeat and those pulsing veins buried in you. You’re dented again but from the inside now. With a little mh, Luffy finds his home so, so deep. You’re in a cocoon of warmth, wrapped in the sun, filled by the sun, melting.

“My girl’s so pretty, gotta bite, gonna bite.” Those teeth again and their practiced, hungry chewing. He swallows on instinct, abs vibrating and tightening against your skin as his stomach purs. And he’s rocking into you, back and forth on his toes, enjoying that deep, tight massage. He’s inside you, he’s trying to eat you, trying to get you inside him, too.

You’re going to be covered in marks but that’s ok. You like hearing him groan and laugh against you, and something about that swallowing, his throat flexing against your shoulder, that’s so beautiful to feel.

“Mine, ‘kay? Mine.” Luffy’s talking the whole time through his laughter and you’re swept away by him as he continues to crush your body from the inside over and over, tidal waves on a cliff’s edge, he makes whirlpools in you.

“This is so fun, you’re so fun, so pretty,” he keeps huffing and you hear this over and over as he squirms and wriggles on your body, thrusts shallower because he can’t bear to pull out of you any more than he needs to. Luffy wants to be close and never leave.

He tries to have conversations with you that just spill into unending praise. You’re too dizzy and lost in this world of feeling to respond most of the time but you kiss him whenever he wants, you tell him he’s beautiful and that he feels so good whenever your voice is there.

He’s swelling in you, veins bulging and rubbing so far up inside you that you feel him throbbing in your stomach, his twitching cock encouraged by your clenching, leaking, every muscle wracked with craving and overstimulation.

“Gonna fill you up ‘cause you’re real pretty,” he laughs against your lips, twisting into you deeper still, “gotta make ya all mine.” He still sounds so sweet and so soft, just a playful little puppy.

Even as he groans and begins to pump you full.

Love feels like this, love is raw and endless like this, love makes you float away. You close your eyes and now he lets you, you just hold him, you let the rhythm carry you and it feels like so long until he’s done. He doesn’t want to pull away but his legs give out. His knees finally hit the deck, he squeals in delight as he’s pulled from you with a wet little sound. But he’s still hugging you, of course.

“Heh, felt so good.” Luffy’s smiling with all his teeth, his chin sparkles with saliva, and your neck is dripping too, “thanks, darlin’. Love ya so much”

“Love you too. I love you, Luffy.” You don’t want to ever leave from his arms and you feel so empty now. But you’re soaked in him, neck and thighs both shining.

His hand rests gently on your back, helping you sit up, your slip falls back down over your body and it’s all wrinkled now. Luffy smooths your hair, he pets you, now is when he just wants to stare at you and not say a word. But when he sees the blooming red and purple trailing from your ear to your collarbone he starts to shake a little bit.

“Aw, this ain’t hurtin’ right?” he murmurs, tracing the bruises and teeth marks with his fingers so softly, carefully. There’s no blood, it’s just glossy with layers of drool, he’s proud but he needs to check on you first.

“No, it’s not bad. Don’t worry, I like it.” You kiss him right next to his mouth but he turns, quickly, because he wants your lips. “Whole crew’s gonna know I’m yours, that’s all.”

This makes him smile. He sees no reason for embarrassment or shame, you’re his so he can bite you when he wants. You feel his muscles twitch against you again as he laughs. And he’s flushed all red, hibiscus on his warm honey skin. Those eyes, dark brown eyes melting with that lavender of the sunset which is almost gone now, fading silently. So orchid blue then, on loving, deep Bulgarian rose.

“Good! I want ‘em to.” he rubs his head against your cheek, still biting just a little. And now he’s moving like he wants to pick you up and carry you, even though you’re both tired. But it’s because he’s hungry, and in that throaty little voice he asks, “wanna go get snacks?”

#blushing rn #luffy x reader #one piece #luffy #one piece x reader #one piece fanfiction #luffy x y/n #one piece smut #luffy smut #luffy x reader smut #luffy x f!reader

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ageofstarkey · 8 months

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Hi! Could you write a Mattheo one, where it’s that time of the month, and you’re just really not feeling like facing the world.

poor thing ✰ m. riddle

summary: you’re on your period, and matthéo’s there to help you feel less awful.

pairing: bf!matthéo x reader

warnings: reader is implied to be afab, mentions of reader having their period, discussion of period-related symptoms, nothing else really???

note: hello!! thank you so much for the request!! i’m still trying to find my groove with writing, but i hope i did your prompt some justice :’) also pretend that boys can in fact enter the girls dorms in this universe lmfao

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comments & reblogs are so appreciated!

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“aren’t you getting up for potions?”

when you roll over, you see pansy watching you from the doorway. she’s dressed and ready for the day - book bag slung carefully across her body. she studies you with something akin to concern; awaiting your response with perfect, furrowed brows.

with a quiet sigh, you push yourself into a half-sitting position. “i don’t think so. i got my period last night and i feel absolutely horrid.”

“want me to tell riddle? i’m sure he’s looking for an excuse to skip anyway”

you roll your eyes fondly. “he’s already missed too many lessons this year - let him figure it out on his own time, yeah?”

pansy shrugs. “fine. hope you feel better.”

you groan, flopping none-too-gracefully back on your pillow. “me too.”

when pansy leaves, you take a few moments to savour the silence. it does little to ease the uncomfortable ache in your abdomen, but it’s quiet enough that you can almost pretend your head hasn’t been throbbing since the second you opened your eyes.

eventually, you snuggle back under your thick quilt, resigned to sleeping away your misery. it doesn’t take long for your fatigue to take over, pushing you steadily towards the edge of unconsciousness.

you’re nearly asleep, when you hear a sharp knock at the dormitory door. your brows tug downwards in confusion. with a quiet groan, you drag yourself out of bed. the floors are shockingly cold against your bare feet, and you curse quietly under your breath as you approach the door.

when you tug it open, you’re pleasantly surprised to see your boyfriends handsome face. although he should be in class, you can hardly fight the grin that tugs at your lips. “you are not supposed to be here.”

matthéo quirks an eyebrow, sporting a smirk you know all too well. “shall i see myself out then?”

you roll your eyes fondly. “no.”

“didn’t think so.” he lets himself in, kicking the door shut behind him. “do you wanna lay down?”

“merlin - more than anything.”

he tugs you gently towards him, pressing his lips against your forehead in a chaste kiss. “i figured as much.” he murmurs the words against your skin, punctuating them with another kiss. when he pulls away, he nudges you gently towards the bed. “how are you feeling?”

“awful.”

“cramps?” he shrugs off a few layers of clothing, before tugging back your quilt and laying on the bed.

with a gentle little tug, you’re falling into the empty space beside him. “my entire body just… aches.” with a defeated sigh, you drop your head on his chest.

matthéo hums softly, stroking a gentle hand up and down the length of your spine. “poor thing.”

“tell me about it.”

with a quiet little laugh, he tilts your head up towards his own. “do you think you’ll survive?”

“i really might not, théo. this might be it for me.”

matthéo rolls his eyes, but he wears a fond little smile that gives him away. “you’re ridiculous.”

“i am not!” your lips turn downwards in an involuntary pout. “it hurts.”

“i know, sweetheart.” he closes the small gap between you, kissing away your feeble little frown. “why don’t you try and get some rest, hm?”

“you’ll stay?”

he kisses you again - longer this time, and you swear you’re feeling better already. “‘m not going anywhere.”

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