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hey so I saw you're writing for tamlin and it's so hard to find fics of him (my poor bby has been through enoughhh) anyways so I was hoping if you know any good fics with tamlin on ao3 or wattpad or even a story on tumblr bc I feel like i keep rereading the same fics over and over again (esp yours๐คญ) but anyways recs would be amazing if you can find time<3
Hi. Thank you very much for reading my fiction โบ๏ธ
I've never even opened ao3 or wattpad, so I don't know much about the fictions there. I'm sorry๐
As for Tumblr, I read just very few Tamlin fictions I liked, mostly headcanons
Yet I could recommend maybe this one if you haven't read it yet. This series also is supposed to be Tamlin x reader. It's still just on the beginning and they haven't met yet, but it's on one of my favourite blogs, so it certainly will be a masterpiece.
There's also this account @tamlinweek that reblogs Tamlin fictions (haven't read through it yet, ๐ซฃbut it's worth to check it out)
Anyway if someone has some good Tamlin fictions to recommend, pretty please, share it with us
@ang-taylorsversion
I donโt normally write for Tammy but if you ever want an extremely angsty fic on Tamlinโs life story or if you want to see him finally kick Rhysandโs ass and go on a mild villain arc, I have both fics on my ao3๐
Summary: After 500 years spent searching for her, Azriel randomly stumbles upon his mate one day in the marketplace.
A/N: I finally got around to writing this ask by the lovely @ang-taylorsversion and I hope you like it! I really love how the beginning turned out, though Iโm worried the ending might feel a bit rushed. Iโll proofread tomorrowโฆ maybeโฆ
Word count: 3851
Warnings: Smut is very briefly/vaguely touched upon
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Azriel kept mostly to the shadows of an alley as his eyes tracked the bustling marketplace before him in search of a gift Mor wouldnโt return within the first week of the new year. Granted, there was still plenty of time to find something, what with Solstice being a little over three months away, but if the last 500 years had taught him anything at all, it was to start his search sooner rather than later to avoid desperate last-minute purchases that would only end up forgotten at the bottom of one of her drawers.
Every year he came here, and every year he saw himself faced with the fact that it got increasingly difficult to buy something for a person heโd already spent some 500 Solstices with. But he came here anyway, and when he did, he endured the crowds, and he kept to himself, because however much he loved this cityโits people had never truly warmed to him.
Which was exactly the reason he failed to suppress a flinch when, out of nowhere, a voice tore him from his thoughts.
โHello there!โ
His head whipped around, and Azriel shot a bewildered glance at the faerie woman that had randomly appeared at his side, somehow utterly escaping his notice. He couldnโt recall the last time someone had willingly addressed him in public, let alone got close enough to even spot him. He was the Night Courtโs spymaster. Technicallyโฆ heโd been laying low just now.
He blinked, and she mustโve noticed the flash of surprise that had flitted across his features before heโd been able to school his face back into the carefully neutral expression heโd already perfected as a child.
She smiled, and Azrielโs eyes tracked the way her lips stretched as she did so. The skin by her eyes crinkled with amusement, and Azriel followed her hairline to spot the graceful tip of a pointed ear. She wasโฆ very beautiful.
He cleared his throat at the thought.
โIโm sorry, I didnโt mean to startle youโoh!โ her words gave way to a delighted little laugh, and Azriel watched in horror as she lifted her hand to reveal his shadows winding their way around her wrist, threading through delicate fingers to curl up her arm.
He took a step back, calling his shadows with him as he went. โForgive me,โ he said, a little breathless with surprise. He couldnโt deny the heat that crawled up the back of his neck in embarrassment. โThey donโt usually do that.โ
โThatโs okay.โ She chuckled when a remaining, shadowy tendril brushed along her cheek as though in a gentle caress. Azriel flicked his wrist, and it disappeared. โTheyโre sweet.โ
He blinked.
Sweet.
โThey donโt usually are,โ he said, doing his best at maintaining a neutral tone in the face of this faerie that hadnโt shied away at the touch of his shadows and somehow still looked at him like he was the sole centre of her attention.
She gave another beaming smile, and Azriel cleared his throat again.
โIโll consider myself lucky then,โ she said, and the way she kept her eyes on himโthe curious gleam as they moved across his face as though to memorise every detailโit seemed almostโฆ intimate.
Azrielโs eyes darted down at a stray shadow winding its way towards her foot, and he huffed as he took yet another step back. What wasย upย with his shadows today?
โYouโre Azriel, right?โ she asked, and when he lifted his eyes back to the strange faerie, he had to force himself to keep his cool beneath her attentive gaze. โThe spymaster?โ
He tilted his head, and she elaborated. โI justโI donโt suppose there are that many shadow-wielding Illyrians walking around Velaris.โ
At her words, a thought entered Azrielโs mind, and his eyes darted around the marketplace in search of anyone watching this encounter. Perhaps this was a trap of some sort. A distraction.
Perhaps she was to throw him off guard for unknown foes to attack.
โIโm Y/N,โ she went on, seemingly accepting that she wouldnโt be getting an answer to her question any time soon. โIโm sorry, I didnโt mean to make you uncomfortable. I just spotted you from that booth over there, and the bond snapped, and so I thought Iโd come over and introduce myself before you vanished.โ
Azriel noted a few people looking their way, though most were brief glances in passing and none of them really looked like they were planning to attack anytime sooโ
His head whipped back around.
โWhat?โ
Her eyes tracked his reaction, and for the first time since she showed up, her smile shrank the smallest fraction, and a barely-there hint of uncertainty sneaked its way onto her face.
โIโฆ didnโt mean to offendโโ
โNo,โ he interrupted, taking half a step forward to bridge some of the distance heโd created earlier. โNo, I meanโฆ what did you just say?โ
โOh, the bond?โ Her face returned to the chipper expression sheโd been carrying since she spoke her first word to him. โYeah, I felt it snap when I saw you. Nearly knocked me off my feet.โ
Azriel stared at her. He tracked her features, more thorough this time, and he recognised her attentiveness for what it wasโcuriosity. Sheโd wanted to memorise the face of her mate, find out who it was sheโd just been bonded to.
Azriel remained frozen where he stood, and as he lost his grip on his shadows, a few of them darted back to her skin; sliding against her neck, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She giggled, and suddenly her laugh shot right down Azrielโs spine.
Mate. He had a mate.
Heโd waited 500 years. Heโd loved, and heโd lost, and he could write the damn book on unrequited love, and through it all, he had spent hours and days and years wondering what his mate would be like. Heโd had lovers, sure, though none of them had been the one, and as heโd gone through his centuries of life without a trace of the one whose soul was supposed to match his, he had begun to doubt he evenย hadย a mate.
He'd longed for this very moment countless of times, but as he frantically searched his brain for all the scenarios heโd dreamt up, and all the possible ways heโd pictured this moment to go, standing in front of her now, he found his tongue had been glued to the roof of his mouth.
She tilted her head as he stared at her, unblinking.
โYeah, that was me about ten minutes ago.โ The look in her eyes softened. โWould you like to go somewhere and talk?โ
-
There was no person in the entirety of the Night Court that Cassian knew better than Azriel. They had known each other since they were kids, theyโd grown up together, even fought together. Heโd known him for some 500 years, which was time enough to notice when his brother behaved oddly.
Cassian watched closely as Azriel ate with his eyes trained on his plate. He couldnโt put his finger on it, but something about the Shadowsinger wasโฆ off. And it had been for a while now.
Only last week, Azriel had vanished right after sunrise when usually that was the time they began their first training of the day. He hadnโt returned until late afternoon and when he did, heโd seemed somehowโฆ blurry. Like his mind was somewhere else, his head carried in the clouds.
As a matter of fact, heโd carried a similar expression as he did now.
โYouโre being weird,โ Cassian blurted through a mouthful of meat.
Azriel lifted his eyes without lifting his head, giving Cassian a look. When the latter just stared back without saying anything, Azriel raised a brow.
โCare to elaborate?โ
โI donโt know.โ Cassian shrugged. โYou seemโฆ different. And I canโt figure out what it is.โ
Azriel hummed and returned to his food. โYouโre imagining things.โ
Cassian narrowed his eyes, never taking them from Azriel, even as he noted the way the shadowsingerโs shoulders stiffened beneath his stare.
Azriel cleared his throat and rose from where heโd sat facing Cassian, his meal not yet finished. โI have to go.โ
โYouโve been gone a lot lately.โ Cassian watched closely as Azriel made his way to the kitchen, unceremoniously dumping the remainder of his food in the trash and his dishes in the sink. โWhere are you off to?โ
A beat of silence passed before Azriel answered, and Cassian took it as a sign that his brother was calculating his answers more thorough than usual. โTown.โ
โWhat are you doing in town?โ
Azriel gave an exasperated sigh. โArenโt I supposed to be the spymaster of this court?โ
โI wouldnโt have to spy if you told me what was going on.โ An unsettling thought entered Cassianโs mind as he stood to follow his brother to the door. โAre there problems in Velaris that I donโt know of?โ
โNo, brother,โ Azriel slapped his hand on Cassianโs shoulder. โEverythingโs perfect in Velaris. Do not worry.โ
It was only when he turned to leave that something in the air shifted, and Cassianโs nostrils flared before his face fell and he locked a stare on his brother that had Azriel stop in his tracks.
โCauldron boil me,โ Cassian muttered, unblinking as he stared at Azriel with wide eyes. โHow could you not tell me?โ
All of a sudden, and while Azriel remained utterly silent, a third voice appeared behind Cassian.
โNot tell you what?โ Rhysand asked as he strolled into the room, a curious note in his tone and hands buried in the pockets of his sweatpants.
The look in Azrielโs eyes sharpened ever so slightly, but Cassian uttered the words before the spymaster could do anything to stop him.
โAzriel has found his mate.โย
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Azriel had never been on an actual date before, which wasโฆ shocking, considering heโd been alive for five whole centuries.
Most of his past conquests had been in-the-moment flings; brief flames that burned out as quickly as theyโd started. Some had sprung from loose friendships, most from strangers, and some had originated from just the usual proximity that had come with the war camp barracks.
Heโd never actuallyโฆ dated before.
The past weeks had gone by in a heartbeat. Days spent with this beautiful stranger whoโd sought him out at the market, and hours passing as though the world lay in a blur and she was the sole point of his focus. Heโd found out things about herโtrivial things, one might say, though to him each little detail she laid bare felt like it contributed to the very air he breathed.
When she laughed, he felt his toes tingle, and whenever she touched him, however small the touch might have been, his heart picked up its pace.
Heโd never been on a first date before, let alone a second, a third, a fourth. And he was glad he hadnโt, because all those past lovers, no matter how lovely, or kind, or beautiful they might have been, would ever have compared to the way he felt whenever she opened the door to meet him with bright eyes.
โWhy, hello there, handsome stranger,โ she grinned, tilting her head in the way she always did when she waited to see how heโd react to her words.
Azriel gave a smile and stepped into the apartment heโd gotten to know well in the course of the last few weeks.
Heโd barely turned around when she closed the door and looped her arms around his neck, standing on the very tips of her toes. Azriel loved this part.
He bent down to catch her lips with his and gave a sigh as though stepping into the warm water of a bath. He could feel her smile into the kiss, and it was one of his many favourite things about her. Each one of their kisses so far had been laced with a smile, and he never seemed to get enough of it.
When she pulled back, Azriel felt his own smile grow.
โYouโre late,โ she hummed, running her fingers through the hair on the back of his head while her eyes flitted across his face only to rest on his lips for a few seconds longer.
Azriel tightened the arms he kept slung around her waist, pulling her close enough for her breath to hitch.
He felt the incredible urge to close his eyes when her nails began to gently scratch his scalp, and a part of him never wanted to leave here again. She was everything heโd dreamt of for all those years, everything and so much more.
โCassian has been getting on my nerves again,โ he mumbled, turning his head to the side to breath a kiss to the soft skin of her arm.
Ever since the mating bond had snapped for Azriel too, and his brother had found out about it only days later, Cassian had come to adopt all the features of a textbook pain in the ass.
She chuckled. โHe really is nosy. I canโt wait to meet him.โ
Now Azriel was the one to tilt his head. โYou want to meet them?โ
โWell, of course,โ she seemed amused by his surprise. โTheyโre your family. Were you not going to introduce me sooner or later?โ
โIโdโฆ love to,โ Azriel said, and meant it.
โBut?โ
He hesitated, gently lowering her arms from his shoulders to wrap his fingers around her wrists and hold her hands to his chest. There once again lay that spark of curiosity in her eyesโopen, and kind, and interested in every word heโd say.
โWell,โ he started. โIโd want you to beโฆ sure first.โ She blinked, waiting for him to continue, and Azriel exhaled through his nose. โOf thisโฆ of us.โ
She stared at him for a while, and Azriel half expected her to laugh, but the smile she finally gave was soft.
โYou think Iโm not certain yet?โ
Azriel held her gaze. โItโs a big commitment, and Iโmโโ
โYouโre my mate,โ she said, her tone final. โAnd even if you werenโt my mate, Iโd be sure of it. Iโd be so sure of it, Azriel, because I love you.โ
Azriel felt each of his muscles freeze, his lungs coming to a sudden stop as he stared at herโat this woman, this faerie that had entered his life like a summer storm.
โYouโโ
โI love you,โ she said, her eyes alight with amusement. โHonestly, I thought it was obvious by now. Youโre very easy to love, Azriel.โ
Never in his 500 years had anyone ever said something like that to him.
He still hadnโt moved when she cleared her throat and gently took her hands from where he held them against his chest. Instead, she took his arm and signalled him with a nudge to turn around.
โI planned this much smoother,โ she chuckled as he lay eyes on her tiny kitchen table. โBut be that as it may. I made it for you.โ
Azrielโs eyes fixed on the plate loaded with food, and his mind emptied.
โI planned to bake those tarts you liked when I dragged you to my friendโs bakery, but as it turns out, I suck at baking.โ
Azriel swallowed thickly, not taking his eyes of the set table. A single candle burned in its centre.
When he spoke, his voice was low. โYouโre aware ofโโ
โAware of the fact that this will mean Iโm accepting the bond?โ She lifted her hand to his cheek to gently turn his head to the side so that she could look at him. The pad of her thumb ran a soft line along his cheekbone. โVery much so.โ
Azriel didnโt know what to say. He was so overcome with emotion that all he could do was stare at the woman heโd come to love within the few short weeks heโd known her.
She studied his expression when he remained silent. โI want you to know that itโs okay if youโre not ready yet. We can postpone, maybe slow doโโ
โI love you.โ Azriel rasped, fingers once again wrapping around the wrist of the hand she held against his cheek. โI donโt ever want to be parted from you. You, accepting me as your mateโฆ it is the biggest honour of my life.โ
The smile took over her face now, and the kiss they shared felt like the start of a life even better than the one Azriel had dared to hope for.
When he sat to eat, she kept her eyes on him, and when he was finished, he felt the glow in her chest mirror his own.
All of a sudden, heat began to surge through his veins, and he gripped the edge of the table to steady himself as he stood.
So, this was what it felt like. Being overcome with desire for the one his soul called out to, the one he was now bonded to for the rest of his existence. Every inch of his skin longed to touch her even more than it had earlier. What had been a mere wish before now was a needโone he saw reflected in her eyes as she rounded the table to meet him in a kiss that set fire to every fibre of his being.
His hands rose to hold her head as she began to tear at his leathers, and Azriel felt that he was sinking deeper into this love heโd harboured for weeks now. He kissed her harder and walked her backwards until her back hit the wall. His hands slipped to mimic hers and tear at the fabric of her clothes.
They hadnโt yet lain with each other, and suddenly Azriel wondered how he hadnโt yet lost his mind with want. He was cautious of every emotion flickering across the bond, attentive when he knelt before her, gentle when he lifted her thighs to his hips, and rough when she needed him to be.
She took over his senses when she dug her nails into his shoulders, when her breath came in choked pants, when he buried himself inside of her over and over again, delighting in the intensity that came with a bond set aflame.
Heโd never get enough of her; he was sure of it. And when his name passed her lips in a gasp against the wall, and on the table, and on the couch; and when he loved her with everything that he had all the way to the first sunbeams of the day, he felt her light at the other end of that bond, assuring him that she wouldnโt either.
-
Cassian hadnโt seen Azriel in weeks, and even though Rhys kept assuring him that their brother checked in with him on a regular basis, Cass began to worry. Perhaps heโd badgered Az too much about that mysterious mate of his.
โCassian,โ Rhys sighed from the other end of the breakfast table. โStop brooding. I assure you, heโs fine.โ He exchanged a look with Feyre, who sat next to him, cutting an omelette. She smirked.
Rhys cleared his throat, but it was Feyre who answered. โLetโs just say that Azriel has probably never been better.โ
Cassian huffed at their shared amusement.
It was then that heavy steps rang through the townhouse and Azriel himself appeared in the kitchen door, his shadows nowhere to be seen.
Cassian turned in his chair to face his brother fully. โWhere the hell have youโโ
โHello everyone,โ an unfamiliar voice suddenly spoke, and a pretty fae woman squeezed past Azriel to stumble into the kitchen, beaming at them all. โItโs so nice to finally meet you. Azriel has told me so much about you!โ
She seemed like a chipper little thing, and Cassianโs mouth snapped shut as he noticed the shadows twirling around her arms. So thatโs where theyโd gone.
Azriel cleared his throat and stepped forward. โCassian,โ he said. โRhys, Feyre. This is Y/N.โ He turned to look at the woman standing beside him, and his gaze softened the way Cassian had never seen before. โMy mate.โ
Silence fell over the kitchen as the word passed his lips, though Feyre was the first to snap out of it, rising from her seat to bridge the distance and throw her arms around the newest addition to their little circle.
โItโs so nice to meet you,โ she said. โAzriel has told us absolutely nothing about you!โ
Y/N laughed as she returned the High Ladyโs hug, and Cassian watched her throw Azriel a wink over her shoulder.
โWell as pretty as he is, Iโve found that heโs not much of a talker.โ
Cassian couldnโt believe his eyes when Azrielโhis shadow-wielding, spymaster, has-fought-in-multiple-wars brotherโblushed. He could hear Rhys snicker, and a shit-eating grin split Cassianโs face in two.
Rhys rose from his seat now, too, and when he came to face his brotherโs mate, she lay her head back to look up at him. He bowed his head. โA pleasure meeting you, Y/N. Weโre overjoyed to welcome you into our family.โ
โThe pleasureโs all mine,โ she grinned. โMy, my, Azriel, you have such well-mannered friends.โ
The spymaster grumbled deep in his chest. โGive them a minute.โ
She chuckled and turned to face the third one.
โYou must be Cassian, then.โ She tilted her head, a mischievous spark in her eyes. โI heard youโre quite the gossip.โ
Cassianโs mouth flew open in outrage. โAm not!โ
โOh please,โ Feyre laughed. โYouโre the worst gossip I know.โ
He huffed when his friends shared amused looks and rose from his seat to inspect this strange faerie with narrowed eyes.
โSo,โ he started, crossing his arms over his chest. โYou live in Velaris, then?โ
She gave a single, enthusiastic nod and crossed her arms behind her back as she straightened her shoulders and bounced on the balls of her feet. โBorn and raised.โ
โGot any dark secrets we should know about?โ
โWellโฆ I once stole a banana from my best friendโs lunchbox.โ
Feyre snorted.
โAny bloodthirsty exes?โ
โAll ranging from harmless to mildly annoying.โ
โStill hung up on one of them?โ
โNope.โ
โHowโd you and Az meet?โ
โAt the market.โ
โAccepted the bond yet?โ
โAre you kidding?โ she all but gasped and inclined her head towards where Azriel stood with his back as straight as a pole. โHave youย seenย this tall drink of water? How could I not?โ
Rhys snorted, Feyre giggled, and when Cassian looked at Azriel with a shit-eating grin edged into his features, he delighted in the look on the spymasterโs face.
Azriel blinked, speechless. There was once again a distinct tinge of red crawling up from beneath the collar of his leathers, and Cassian might have squealed with excitement.
When he turned back to this woman that had apparently cracked the solid exterior of his shadow-wielding brother, he failed to wipe the grin off his face.
youโre telling me that you think Lucien โcatches a fish with his bare fucking handsโ Vanserra doesnโt have the biggest schlong ever? riiiiiight.
Need a nerdy guy. A guy who will think of you non-stop after you've passed him a paper or bent to retrieve his pen from the floor. Maybe just because you were the first to answer the question he awkwardly uttered. Because you smiled at him or remembered his name once.
Bonus points if he's the type of guy that would get hard and flustered by the simple curve of your breasts or your hardened nipples peeking through your shirt. So little to made him a blubbering mess and even less to have him destroy you in bed. Always the quiet ones...
He's desperate and whiny. He whimpers. He's eager and never fucking tired.
He is the one guy school dress codes are about when they insist on 'no off-the-shoulder shirts'. Just saying. Even that is reason for red cheeks and nervous sweating.
Extras: unofficial make out session | is james still a bad kisser? | meeting the parents | what flavor is that? | hanging with the girls | quidditch lesson | failed study session | life after hogwarts | the start of the crush | small or big wedding? | wedding dress shopping | james potter; kiss collector | first baby | jamesโ crush through the years | first official date | the gift of quidditch gloves | remus lupin, #1 shipper | finally receiving the love notes | sirius black, biggest hater | jamesโ massive honeydukes haul | james used to do what? | who helps james plan your surprises? | james potter and his list of names | the proposal | james meeting the parents
this fanfic is my roman empire!! The angst?? The fluff?? The pining?? I read all the parts in one sitting and i was blushing giggling kicking my feet and screaming the whole time. THIS ONE IS FOR MY REMUS GIRLIES!!
the way iโve been staring at this for the past five minutes completely speechless ๐ฅน thank you so much omg!! iโm so glad youโre loving the series so far! ๐
this fanfic is my roman empire!! The angst?? The fluff?? The pining?? I read all the parts in one sitting and i was blushing giggling kicking my feet and screaming the whole time. THIS ONE IS FOR MY REMUS GIRLIES!!
I was wondering if it would be alright if I please requested Tom getting jealous because the reader spends so much time with Nagini?
hello, iโm good! thank you for sending this in cutie!!
untitled | tom riddle
pairing: tom riddle x reader
genre: fluff, established relationships, OOC tom, heโs a big baby basically
part of my 1k celebration event !
Thereโs a few pros to introducing you to Nagini.
One: Tom knows without a doubt that Nagini will keep you safe โnot that he doesnโt trust you to do it but that itโs always better to be extra careful when it comes to your well being.
And two: Nagini pesters Tom less now that she has you.
Although, Tomโs starting to think of it as more of a con rather than a pro now. Seeing as sheโs got you wrapped around her; literally.
Youโre sat on Tomโs bed, posture careful as Nagini settles herself around you, her head poking through your hair. Youโre talking to her, not paying heed to the head boy sat a few inches away from you.
Itโs when Nagini nuzzles her face against yours that Tom decided that he had enough. Grabbing at Nagini with a huff, his movements fast and gentle at the same time; careful not to hurt his companion.
He picks her up and hurriedly makes his way out the door before placing her down just outside of it. โStop stealing my girlfriend,โ he murmurs in parseltongue, leaving you more than just confused on what was going on. โFind someone else to hog.โ
And with a final hiss from Nagini, Tom shuts the door before turning to face you. He tries to keep his face stern, looking poise and perfect as he gazes at you but the small pout slips through nonetheless.
โWhatโs wrong, you big baby?โ You say with a teasing tilt in your voice, eyeing him carefully as he made his way back to you. โDid Nagini do something?โ
He doesnโt answer you; instead sitting down next to you as close as possible as he asks you. โIf Nagini and I were drowning, whoโd you save first?โ
You think for it for a split second. โBoth of you can swim.โ
โThe question is theoretical,โ he quips with a roll of his eyes, โyouโre smart enough to know that itโs a question on whom you care for more. So, in these drastic situations, whoโd you save; me or Nagini?โ
Conversations like this were stupid. Tom, for all his brilliance, had a knack for asking you stupid things. Itโs one of the cons of dating the lad, good thing his pros out way his cons, you suppose.
โNeither,โ you tell him, โIโd much rather save my time.โ
Me: "He's a terrible person ,with no redeeming qualities whatsoever and not a singular good thing about him."
also me who accidentally read a fan fic about said person without realizing it: " I am so utterly in love with him it's unreal"
also thank you @fatesundress for awakening a tom riddle obsession i had no intention of ever having I have no words to describe the absolute masterpiece you wrote. Everyone should go read โญ for the love that used to be here. rn it is actually life changing!!
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