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lackinglevi · 2 years

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yandere!coworker when you’re out sick

cw: yandere behavior, stalking, mention of kidnapping, mentions of being sick, mention of murder.

a/n: first time actually finishing something and posting it, i have no idea how to start doing this shit.

yandere!coworker . . . who just can’t help but wonder if you won’t bother coming into work today when he catches a glimpse of your heavy panting and a chilled towel placed on your pretty forehead from the camera he managed to discreetly place in the aquarium facing your bed, which is just below the window-the exact one he’s learned to expertly open and shut hundreds of times by now without so much as an offbeat breath from your sleeping form.

yandere!coworker . . . who is already hyperventilating at the thought of not being able to see the way your hips move side-to-side while walking up to greet those disgusting customers who recognize-like him-just how intoxicating you are and hope for the chance to get the cute girl’s number. he’s replaying the incident from a couple days ago in his head like a loop. you squeamishly made your way over to him from across the room that night when you knew you wouldn’t be able to get the annoying regular who insists he can "treat you right" off your tail. he’s got it handled really! he’s glad you can trust him to deal with these pesky animals. a princess like you needs to be taken care of, you just need.…him (even if you don’t see that yet), not some greasy-fingered 40-something clinging to the hem of your shorts like a child. you don’t even notice the news headline proclaiming his tragic "suicide" the following week!

yandere!coworker . . . who wonders if he should call out from work and bring you some warm soup? would it be too weird if he showed up on your doorstep? maybe just leaving a small note that reads, "feel better my love<;3 you look divine in your sleep" beside the steaming pot of chicken noodle soup and leaving it at your doorstep would suffice. crouched down on the neighbor's front lawn to ensure you got your meal, he can’t help but notice the way you still look stunning as your limping form appeared behind the keypad-locked door (he’s made sure to get the code just in case you need his help!), the ruffles on your pajama shorts just barely exposing the color of your underwear, you went with red that day. my favorite color, he thought, whether or not you made that choice knowingly, it already had a tent forming in his pants and he took mental note to snatch the pair you had on now, the next morning.

yandere!coworker . . . who can’t handle knowing whether or not your extremely high fever has gone down and spends the entirety of his lunch break monitoring you from the dozens of hidden cameras he’s managed to put in your home during his little "visits." from the way your breath quickens, to the way you mumble silly nothings in your sleep, he’s entranced (but still keeping a worried face). he records everything, not only in his mind, but on his spare flash drive while being squeezed into the bathroom stall. a so-called private moment, to be replayed only by him later on. he can’t help but think about how good he’s going to treat you the next time you’re sick. . . because you’ll be with him! his own wellbeing is of no concern to him, but just think of how much easier it would be to know you were around him 24/7. it’s much less stressful for him to know you’ll always be nearby instead of staying up for nights on end peeled behind bright monitors in a poorly lit room, which is what his routine consisted of for the past couple of months.

yandere!coworker . . . who once he manages to get your nails to stop clawing at his arms and reassures you that you’re only in his basement for your own health (which he’s lined up with all your favorites and everything you may need down there), swears no one knows how to treat their darling better than he does, even if he’s just the dead-eyed coworker that manages to scare off most of the new customers and seems to be around you just a little too much. he can be more than your coworker. . . you'll see that soon!

wc: 711

#yandere imagines #yandere x reader #yandere #tw dark content #tw stalking #yandere x y/n #yandere scenarios #tw kidnapping #dark content #yandere male #yandere x you #coworkers #imagines #tw sick mention #workplace #male #male x reader #first post #be my frieeennnddd

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thesewingmachine · 1 month

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did you know that people can vomit hard/frequently enough that it can burst the blood vessels in their face and result in bruising?

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nerd-at-sea5 · 4 months

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i have a cold atm. so uh. yellowjackets when they’re sick headcanons!

jackie - will go to school if she’s coughing/sneezing a little, but the moment it gets worse than that she’s in the office asking to be taken home. does make a big deal out of it and is kinda dramatic. is aggressively helpful whenever any of her friends are sick (meds, reading articles, getting homework, telling jokes, whatever she can do to be helpful)

shauna - dislikes being sick to the point that jackie has called her mom for her to pick her up multiple times bc shauna refuses to acknowledge it. will contact teachers at 6am letting them know she’s missing school and asking for the work. hates taking care of other people when they’re sick. will sit outside jackie’s room reading to her but won’t go inside

nat - fucking hates being sick bc she feels pathetic/useless whenever she is. normally when she’s sick she goes 1-2 days ignoring it, then lottie makes her stay over and takes care of her. nat also rarely gets sick. like she’s gone years without having to stay home from school, however when she’s sick, she’s sick. is really good at taking care of people but she only does it to people she really likes (lottie, van, laura lee and akilah)

lottie - has never gotten sick in her life. likes to joke that her brain is fucked enough so her body just decided to never mess with her. is one of the most caring people when someone’s sick. she makes nat stay at her house until she’s better, she’ll bring matzah ball soup to shauna (she did accidentally give shauna salmonella once bc she fucked up making it but it’s fine), gossips with jackie, will binge movies with van, catch tai up on homework, read books to laura lee - she’s the best person to ever be sick around.

van - is a lot like nat except they don’t succumb to it after 3 days. they’ll just keep going till they physically cannot anymore. tai once forced them to stay at her house bc van threw up twice during practice and nat had to drag them to the locker room. will literally only be around tai and nat when they’re sick because they hate it so much. (they’re dysphoria skyrockets when they’re sick) nat and van once got sick together and they just watched movies for 38 hours straight until lottie showed up and made them take medicine

tai - the moment she thinks she’s even a little sick she takes medicine, contacts her teachers and coaches and then sleeps until she’s fine again. refuses to be sick for more than a day so she never is. envy’s lottie for never getting sick, will not be around any sick person aside from van. she’ll just drop off someone’s homework for them and that’s it. the only person she tolerates around her when she’s sick is her mom bc she’ll sing to tai and tai is ok with her mom taking care of her (no one else. ever)

laura lee - just burrows under blankets until she’s better, when she’s sick it almost always means throwing up sick and since she’s the oldest her parents will stay home with her (if they can’t they have the second oldest) she just gets quiet and sad and a lot of the time lottie and nat go to her house to cheer her up (it’s the only time her parents don’t judge nat). (in the case of my nb laura lee hc - i think their dysphoria also gets worse when they’re sick, bc they’re whole body hurts and they’re hyper aware of their chest)

misty - freaks out and thinks it’s WAY worse than it actually is, had taken herself to the ER for a head cold before (she was fine). normally will just hangout with her mom and listen to show tunes until she’s better

#tw sick mention #tw vomit mention #yellowjackets #jackie taylor #shauna shipman #taissa turner #van palmer #nat scatorccio #natalie scatorccio #laura lee #lottie matthews #misty quigley #taivan #lottienat #jackieshauna #lottielee #natlee #lottienatlee

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emsgoodthinkin · 3 months

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As long as I’m with You

Steve Harrington x You (short)

Summary: Steve wakes up to another bad night you’ve had this week

Warnings: hurt/comfort, talks of poor physical and mental health, doctors, suicidal ideation, medication use, drug use, chronic health issues, BPD if you squint, disabilities, use of the word “girl” x times, negative self talk, mentions of sex, angst, fluff~~

This is based off my own experiences and inspired by my pal Morgan’s version; feel free to check hers out

Tick tick tick

The clock strikes 12 and then 1, 3, 5am in the morning, no sleep no rest it’s an every day cycle. The same shitty cycle.

It’s a new year, but not a new you.

Sitting in your walker in front of the excruciatingly bright television screen, high as a kite, everything in existence running through your mind 100 mph, sometimes the weed helps the pain. Sometimes it induces it or even makes it worse. Right now it’s doing nothing for you. Looking over at your loved one sound asleep. You don’t want to bother him with your whines or crying. So you just sit there silence, tears rolling down your cheeks; while you watch some bullshit on YouTube.

Sniff Sniff

“Baby?”

Shit.

“..yea?” you say in a whispered tone

“Are you ok? what’s wrong?”

“Ah, you already know”, you’ve used that line probably over a million times

Steve comes along your side expecting a few dried tears, but his eyes widen when he’s sees the collar around your shirt bitten, snot dribbling down your mouth and throat, crouching down, he lies his head onto your thigh looking up at you, “Talk to me sweetheart”

“No.”

“Hey, I know you’re hurting”—

“GOOD FOR YOU! Congratulations you know I’m hurting, you know I’ve been hurting for fucking years. I’m glad you’ve acknowledged it unlike some people”you sniffle getting up in a hurry to take a piss as he follows with sad eyes leaning against the door frame

“I’m fucking tired, I’m so goddamn exhausted nobody will ever know what I’m dealing with!”, you say wiping your ass not bothering to wash your hands, “I can’t do anything I can’t run, I can’t jump, can’t go to the stupid, fucking grocery store without one of those motorized carts.. my back hurts, my fucking knees are throbbing, stupid fucking nerves won’t calm down FUCK! It’s not like I can get in the bathtub to calm my muscles down. Nothing is helping! No medication, no PT, no injections, no nothing! Why?? am I just resistant to any source of help or treatment? I-I can’t even lay in the goddamn bed to sleep. That’s all I have left is rest!! What is rest!? I don’t know what the hell that even is”

“I know baby I know”—

“NO YOU DONT STEVE, all you know is what you see. I wouldn’t wish on our worst enemy, my worst enemy to feel what I feel. That’s how bad it all hurts. The most evil, sick and twisted person in this world, I would never wish this upon. I just..”, getting dizzy you collapse on the bed sobbing into your own hands, then eventually into Steve’s shoulder as he rocks you, tears spilling from his own eyes—

“Nobody cares, nobody wants to help me. nobody cares unless I’m rich and can afford to give them any and ALL the things off my back, but I can’t. Even with the money you make it will never be enough to help the poor girl who’s too young to have any kind of issue. It’s “all in my head” I’m just fucking crazy. I could break my own neck and still be told it’s only from anxiety. Nobody cares just”—

“I care” he exhales

“It doesn’t matter if you care, all your care is useless, all your help is worthless to me because it gets me nowhere. Nobody’s love and care gets me nowhere. It’s nothing all but fucking false hope. Don’t you get that? None of you still to this day seems understand that. Stop praying for me to get better. It’s never going to happen. I can’t take it anymore.. I just wanna die! All I wish for is to die but, I can’t even have that. It’s like all of you want me here, to live and suffer for the rest of my life for y’all, it’s not fair, fuck that”, your trembling, body in fight or flight

“Don’t say that, you know I’d do anything to take your pain away”

“It doesn’t matter what you’d do because you’re not a doctor. You’re not a professional, you can’t help me get better.. sucks to hear but it’s the truth Steve..fuck”—

Steve’s really trying not to beat himself up over your words, he knows you’re in pain, it comes from a place of anger, frustration and fear

“I have all these pain medications I could easily take all at once, so I’ll never have to wake up in this position ever again. Why can’t I do it huh? I could end right here right now you never have to suffer again, but I just d-don’t; If anything, I’m the most selfless person for staying alive for YOU just so I can be alive but in pain all over again for YOU!”, your tone getting higher and higher in pitch

“I-I’m sorry.. I wish I knew the right words to say baby”, he’s trying his best to stay strong for you

“You’ve got to be sick of me, tired of me. All I do is cause more money to come out of your pockets, more exhaustion, more burdening, more crying, more everything bad for you. You already deal with your own shit. I do nothing but make your own mentality worse, hell you’re making your own self worse being with a person like me. A broken and useless excuse of a human being. You deserve somebody who can go hiking with you, go to the beach, travel with, who can do the bare minimum. Can’t even fuck you properly—

“STOP! Stop that right now” he shouts

You freeze because he’s never raised his voice at you, atleast not on purpose at such a vulnerable time

“I hate it too. You know it hurts me to know that you hurt and I’m sorry that I can’t take the pain away from you. My sweet, sweet girl I’m so sorry that nobody has given you the chance to hear your voice, to help heal you..but I’m gonna make you the same promise I make you almost every single night. As long as I’m with you, I will try my best with all my power to make it a little bit more bearable for you to be here, and I am so grateful that you are still here and choose to be here with me for us to be together. I know you hurt, but as long as you’re with me, I’m going to do my best to put a smile on your pretty face, beautiful sunshine of a smile because you’re my sunshine.. y-your smile gives me life did you know that?”

You nod. He tells you all the time

“I- I’m tired for wishing to feel ok for my birthdays, every Christmas. All the shirts and posters you got me for Christmas? I haven’t even touched them yet, you know why? Because the selfish person in me doesn’t give a fuck about none of it. The only thing I care about and want and NEED is pain relief and that’s too much to ask for isn’t it? Apparently wanting to be better in the world it’s too much to ask for”

“You deserve to feel better”, he says while his hand travels up your back to rub your tense neck, “You deserve to be free from all of this and I can’t give that to you. You’re not selfish baby you’re hurting. I love you for you. I knew what I was signing up for, and if I didn’t want that I wouldn’t be here right now with you. I know the sacrifices Ill have to make, the tears I’ll have to shed, the strength it’ll take me to pick you up when you’re down, but I fell in love with you, how you are, and who you are”

“Who are you kidding Steve, you don’t even know who I am. The real me. I don’t even know who I am anymore. I wish you met me when I wasn’t sick then maybe you wouldn’t be so stressed out a-and.. and,” you start sobbing again, it’s all too overwhelming

“Hey, hey look at me, no. I met you at the right time. You need me just as much as I need you. You may not think you’re worth nothing but you’re worth everything to me. Yeah you have a good and bad days..—

“I’ve had nothing but bad days for the past few months Steve”-

“I know, I see it, I hear it and I witness it, I may not can feel it, but at the end of it all, you still love me. You’re still here. You still want to cook for me. You still get up to brush your teeth and I’m so proud of you for still trying to care for yourself. That’s the biggest job you’ll ever have, and it’s been a very hard job hasn’t it?

You nod, as he nods with you

“Yeah, it has, but you don’t have to do it alone anymore. I want to provide for you. I want to take care of you. You’re my girl, you deserve so much and as long as I’m with you, I will try every day, every hour, every second or minute, to make sure you know how loved, how great and how amazing you are. How great and amazing you’re doing for yourself and for me. How strong you are”—

—“im tired of having being strong all the time”, interrupting him

“I know you are. You are so strong for being on this earth, even when you don’t want to be. I wouldn’t ask for anybody else, you’re it for me always. Will you continue to let me try to make it better for you every day? To take care of you?”, he squats in front of you, cupping your wet cheeks, kissing your forehead

“But Stevie.. you know you’re getting your own hopes up because nothing you do helps either and I feel like a piece of shit for saying that because”—

“I know what you mean, you don’t have to be sorry. I understand you may not have hope but I do. All my Hope goes towards you and it always will. You are the most important thing in my life. I’m not gonna give up on you, on me or on us, ok sunshine?”

..”okay”, you repeat rubbing your temples

“Head hurt, darling?”

“yes”

“From crying too hard?”

You nod, looking away in shame, “It’s okay, I’ll get your Migrane cap from the freezer and i’ll set your pillows up how you like, just sit tight”, he says it standing then pausing at the doorway, looking over his shoulder, “I love you”

“luv you—

“Hmm? What was that, I couldn’t hear you” he exclaims

“I said love you gosh.. shut up”, you barely crack a smile

That was enough to get him through the rest of the night.

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x disabled!reader #steve harrington x ill!reader #tw sui talk #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x gn!reader #tw sick mention #mental health awareness #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington x chronically!ill reader #steve harrington x sick reader #steve harrington angst #stranger things #joe keery #chronic pain issues #bpd #spoonie

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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 10 months

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Kokushibo: Okay, who did it?

Douma: I didn’t get Master Muzan high! I was busy with my cult!

Akaza: I was busy.

Kokushibo: What do you mean ‘busy’?

Akaza: …I was fighting with Rengoku again.

Kokushibo: The quadruplets?

Urogi: The other three are working and have been for hours. *sneezes and nearly coughs up a lung* I’m sick with the bird flu.

Gyutaro: Tengen was chasing me asking if I’d let him put makeup on me, I literally just escaped.

Daki: Busy, I was eating.

Kokushibo: And I’m not dumb enough to get him high so. *looks at Gyokko*

Gyokko: Okay, maybe I did it.

Kokushibo: Get in the corner before the high wears off and get ready to die.

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #kokushibo #muzan kibutsuji #douma #akaza #rengoku kyojuro #urogi #gyutaro #tengen uzui #daki #gyokko #incorrect demon slayer quotes #incorrect quotes #source: my brain #tw sick mention #tw high mention #tw weed mention

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fluffypostsforangstyships · 7 months

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After Arthur recovers from his sickness, he and Charles leave everything behind.

They find their new home in the form of a small, but comfortable, cabin in the woods.

Out in the wild there is no one to ask questions or make cruel judgements.

Together they spend the rest of their lives here caring for many of horses and dogs.

Except for their occasional visit to town where they offer horse riding lessons for kids from the local orphanage.

#charthur #i just want them to be happy dammit #rdr2 #arthur morgan #charles smith #tw swearing #cw swearing #implied homophobia tw #tw sick mention #cw sick mention

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angelic-inamorata · 23 days

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Ugh, woke up this morning super nauseous, and turns out I’m sick!!! 🙄

I mean, great opportunity to lay around girlblogging and doing nothing, but I haaaate being sick ;-;

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wreckrinho · 29 days

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I'm in the hospital....I'm sick, that's great!!!/j I want to die uggghhh

there's a giant needle in my arm. the pain is unbearable and I just want to go home

I can't feel my arm hahahshdhf kms

#tw suicide implied #tw self destruction #tw self destructive behavior #sickness #sick #i feel sick #tw sickness #tw sick mention #mental illness #im ill #illness tw #tw illness #i hate my body

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nur0ullah · 2 years

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#vent blog #vent edit #tw sick mention #sick #bipolar depression #bipolar disorder #substance use disorder #normal

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incorrectbatfam · 1 year

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Bruce: My kids have just discovered that the family sick bowl and the cake mix bowl are one and the same. In my defense, this was also the case when I was growing up... but now I've said it out loud, I realize I need to break the cycle. I won't be taking any further questions.

#source: twitter #bruce wayne #batman #batfamily #incorrect batfamily quotes #batfam #batboys #batbros #batgirls #batkids #batsiblings #batman family #incorrect quotes #incorrect dc quotes #dc comics #tw sick mention #tw food mention

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pink-petal-lover · 1 year

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My tummy hurts so of course I'm using my funny lovers in my brain to bring some comfort in these uncomfortable times.

Your sick days involve your f/o being very doting. They wrap you up in soft, warm blankets, and make sure you're extra comfy.

They make you hot soup, and spoon feed it to you. They give you water, because hydration is important in these trying times!!

Your f/o will give you medicine if you want it. They may keep their distance a little bit, so they don't get sick too. But they do their best to make sure you don't feel alone.

They leave the tv on, or hook you up with a video game or reading material. They check in on you as often as possible.

Whenever you start feeling better, it's cuddles for days!! They just missed being able to hold you that much~

#self ship community #self shipping #f/o comfort #f/o thoughts #self ship #selfshipping #f/o imagines #f/o prompts #f/o stuff #f/o community #tw food #tw food mention #tw sick mention #tw sickness

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thesewingmachine · 1 month

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the combination of eating disorders and emetophobia (the fear of vomiting).

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drunk-cryptic-witch · 2 years

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Sick days

Katsuki x reader drabble/fic

Katsuki x gn!reader, tell me if I accidentally used she/her or he/him pronouns or made any other errors (respectfully, that is)

Basically where you’re sick and Katsuki takes care of you, but you’re not admitting you’re unwell.

Warnings: swearing, mention of being sick? Tell me if I missed out on anything.

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Bakugo Katsuki was not in a good mood when his footsteps trudged through the door. A villain got away, again. It really wasn’t his week, this was the third time this pathetic criminal had escaped him, the mighty Dynamight. He shrugged off his gear aggressively, the sound barely making you move from your spot on the couch.

“Hey,” You said, not looking away from the tv screen, only frustrating him further.

“Tch.”

You rolled your eyes, already aware of how his day must have gone. Repeat of yesterday. And the day before that. You were watching on tv earlier, and saw the guy escaping from your boyfriend. But after the fight the channel had switched to Brooklyn Nine Nine.

“Oi dumbass, focus on me instead of Rosa Diaz. Can’t I get a welcome home?!” He said, already frowning.

You groaned, shifting on the couch, blanket pulled high.

Now his frown deepened out of concern.

“Why are you doing that.”

“Doing what?”

“The blanket shit. You do that when you’re sick.”

“I’m not bloody sick.”

“It’s clear as fuck. Get off the couch, go to bed.”

Oh hell no. You weren’t gonna sleep. If there’s one thing you despised, it was afternoon naps. Especially when you were sick. Which you were not.

Yet before you could argue your boyfriend picked you up, blanket and all, and deposited you into your bedroom.

“I’m giving you soup, and then I’ll give you lunch. And then you sleep.” He gave you a glare which said there was no other way that this was going. You huffed out a ‘fine’ and he disappeared.

Half an hour later, steaming hot soup was placed by your bedside and you made a face. “Don’t give me that look, just finish it while it’s hot.”

Another twenty minutes passed and your soup was over, and another half an hour and lunch. At least Bakugo was a good cook. And then came the worst part of the day.

The curtains shut, drowning out the light. You let out a muffled groan as your phone was discarded and the bed was made up. “Lie down. Now.” “Damn at least take me out to dinner first-,” He made no efforts to laugh at your joke, all serious about making you get better and get to bed.

“You realise I’ll make you lie down and trap you so you can’t go anywhere right?”

“You’re gonna cuddle with me until I fall asleep?”

“Basically.”

“You’ll get sick.”

“Don’t care. Already called in for sick leave for two days.”

“But the villain-,”

“-can wait. Besides, I’m the only one who’s gonna get him. I finally figured out how.”

“Really? Tell me. Or you can tell me ANYTHING else I am fully here to listen.”

“Nice try. Sleep.”

A/N: I’m sick, and this is for my benefit mainly. Ooc Bakugo here sooo

Also not proof read

I’m tired don’t judge me

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