#nct china

[music-obsess]

I miss WayV. I miss Lucas. I miss nct2020. I miss Lucas.

[xokikix]

♡WinWin♡

[ihaechans]

Wayv headcanons ✧*:･ﾟ attractive things they do !

Kun » Holds your hand as a gesture of protection when people approach you two. He had never even noticed that he had picked up the habit of doing so, but you have and you’re happy that he does it. You never plan on telling him about the little gesture since he has a habit of stopping subconscious habits when he notices them. Even with the boys, he still tends to do it sometimes and you can’t help but feel anything but love for him.

Ten » While the two of you are talking to each other, mid conversation he will space out and take in your beauty, often causing him to lick or bite his lips, leaving you flustered and shy. He knows that he does it, but in the moment the little movement just seems to slip past his mind. For you though, it boosts your confidence and your appreciation towards your boyfriend, Ten.

Winwin » Pulling you closer into his body when the two of you are cuddling together. Even when it’s innocent or Winwin is doing it for some other attention, your heart always seems to flip in your chest when his hands are suddenly finding your hips, pulling them closer into his body and hugging you tighter, as if he can’t ever get enough of you.

Xiaojun » In the mornings, or in the evening when you’re cooking breakfast or dinner, Xiaojun somehow always seems to sneak up on you and wrap his arms securely around your waist, leaning his head on your shoulders. Sometimes even occasionally leaving a few kisses in the crevice of your neck and your collarbone. The gesture is always an innocent one, always making your heart flutter.

Hendery » Running his hands under the hem of your shirt and over your hips while the two of you are making out. A simple, yet sexy gesture that gets you riled up every single time. The way he smirks into your kisses after doing the action makes you suspect that he knows what he’s doing to you, which, honestly he probably does. 

Yangyang » Yangyang has a habit of cradling the sides of your face in his hands when he gets excited or happy for you- a simple and oblivious action he does when he gets too excited or overjoyed. You find it so adorable and every time he does it you end up smiling at him like a lovestruck idiot in a teen romance.

A/N: Really sorry for not adding Lucas, but with the recent controversies and drama I thought it was just best to not include him in this for now. Thank you for understanding and for reading :)

[theselfishkid]

루카스 🐶

~ Wong Yuk-hei missing hours ~

[johnnq]

sweet like honey

a/n: this is for anon who requested a drabble about making out with johnny. the build up is kind of long, but the playfulness of the situation is what makes it so good 😌

you and your boyfriend johnny both lay on the couch in your apartment - you’re on top of him, laying on your stomach, resting your head on his chest as he half pays attention to whatever tv show he put on in the background. his hands wander every now and then to gently rub your back with his left hand.

no words are exchanged between you for a while as you both just enjoy each other’s company, content.

it’s time like these that your mediocre job with an even more mediocre pay-check and shitty coworkers, really pays off. it means the difference between a decent-sized apartment and the man you love, and god knows what as the alternative.

somewhere in between johnny getting up to grab you a blanket and him coming back, you fall asleep. when you wake back up, you’re in your bed, with johnny silently scrolling through instagram next to you.

you watch him for a few seconds, and wipe away the collection of drool from your chin, and try (but fail) to get yourself sat up.

“w-what.. happened?” you slur, still half asleep.

"i went to get you a blanket because you felt cold to me, and by the time i got back you were drooling all over yourself and snoring" he chuckles.

“gross!” you squeal out.

"actually, it was cute as hell. you were in such a deep sleep that i carried you to bed AND tucked you in. look!”

johnny turns his phone towards you, and on his screen is a photo of you tucked in your bed like a caterpillar. you’re immediately mortified and quickly attempt to swipe his phone from him to delete it, but johnny pulls it out of your way before you get to.

“hey!” you shout, almost jumping completely jumping out of your position to grab the phone off of him again.

“ah ah ah, no grabbing!” he says, finding the whole thing hilarious.

“then delete it!”

you’re only half joking. your reaction is mostly driven by being momentarily mortified by how disheveled you look in the picture, but you also like to be playful with johnny - you’re just that type of couple.

after no success, you’re now basically straddling him as he struggles to keep the phone out of your reach. a few seconds pass where you’re both fully trained on stopping the other from succeeding, and somehow along the way your faces end up inches apart.

there’s a distinct pause in the struggle, and johnny lets the phone go. it falls onto the floor with a slight thud, but neither of you really care.

you’re the first to break the stare, and lean in to kiss him. before you know it, you’re adjusting yourself to be more comfortable on top of him, and he’s moving his hand to cup your cheek, wrapping his free arm around your waist as if to keep you close to him.

this is the first time that you’ve been alone together like this in weeks; between work and social commitments, you’ve both had almost zero time to exist as a couple.

there’s a desperation in the way that he kisses you. he can barely give himself enough time to breathe before he’s leaning back in, and his grip on your waist is noticeably more insistent the longer it goes on for.

he doesn’t often slip tongue in, but on this occasion he can’t help himself. you’re both fixated on each other’s movements, his hands moving lower and lower as time goes on.

you can feel him getting hard from under you, so you adjust yourself again as an excuse to create some friction against his jeans.

“fuck.” he hisses.

you keep moving, albeit subtlety, and by the muffled groans and winces from johnny you can tell that you’re getting him worked up.

you’d be lying if you said that you weren’t turned on by it. anyone would be.

“god, keep doing that.” he groans out.

“hmmm, maybe i will, maybe i won’t...” you tease, giggling as he begins to kiss your neck, leaving faint hickies as he does.

you oblige, picking up the pace a bit as he can barely keep himself together.

you stop abruptly, and johnny looks at you with a pout.

“heyyyy, why’d you stop?” he whines.

you pause for a moment, and give him a quick peck before standing yourself up.

“well mr suh, unfortunately the world doesn’t just stop because we’re horny. i have work, and so do you. it’s also 1am and i need a shower.”

you begin walking to the door of your en suite bathroom, and grab a towel from the pile of them folded on a chair in the corner of the room.

“get your ass home from work at a decent hour tomorrow and i promise i won’t give you blue balls again.”

johnny whines in protest but can’t do much.

“you better not. that shit hurts.”

you don’t reply, but you’re laughing on the inside.

“a promise is a promise.”

[theficblog]

THERE ARE MORE FISHES IN THE SEA

QIAN KUN

Prologue: Today had been an overwhelming day you for you, but at the end your neighbour makes an unexpected appearance

Genre: Angst + Fluff + Neighbour Kun

Wordcount: 749

Warnings: Crying

11:48 p.m. on a Thursday night. The lively streets were now getting a bit fainter. You were assured that you were not alone thanks to the never-sleeping Shanghai. Today, however, had been a day. The tears flowed down your eyes all the way to your cheeks, ruining the no-makeup makeup look that took you twenty minutes to achieve this morning. It was not a time to care about the lay wasted makeup. It was a day to be marked. You had just witnessed your very first break-up three hours ago.

You could not deny the fact that you had been a fool for Sicheng’s love. Having him by your side meant the world to you, and you would not even be able to survive a minute without him. Fourteen missed calls and more than a dozen unread messages, but his responses were completely inexistent. He had blocked you. The next thing you wanted to do was to show up at his door, somehow beg and convince him to take you back.

You were so preoccupied with grieving for your lost love that you paid no attention to anything else. Werewolves could lock horns right in front of you and you would not have the faintest clue.

"You are too pretty to be crying outside of a Seven Eleven."

The voice sounded familiar. Your eyes looked up only to meet Kun’s, your neighbour.

In ten months of living in the new city, this was the first time you heard him talk about things other than electricity bills, enquiring about the maintenance office or leaving his keys at yours. He always seemed cold to you for some reason.

You quickly tried to wipe your face and put yourself together as Kun sat next to you and offered you a tissue. "Thank you" was all that you could say.

The following minutes passed without any talk. You could now hear the silence that surrounded you. Kun was being patient, allowing you to take your time.

"I’m sorry, I just feel a bit overwhelmed today." You recommenced the dull conversation, trying to justify your current state. "That’s alright, we all go through that from time to time. Is it because you miss home?"  The enquiry followed his comfortation. It was only normal for a foreigner to feel that way; his reasoning was valid.

"Umm actually it’s just.." You contemplated whether to share this with him or not. He was only your neighbour, and you didn't want to appear stupid in front of him.

His curious eyes were glued to your pity face. "It’s just that I broke up with my boyfriend today." You resumed.

Kun’s facial expressions changed. It seemed like a funny affair to him, maybe his intellect had made him reach a point that unintelligent human relations didn’t matter to him anymore, or there could be a possibility that he was simply in the mood to make fun of you, you didn’t know him that well, just yet.

"I’m sorry." he apologized. "I didn't mean to take this with such a strong reaction, but I thought you were going to say something serious, so please don't mind what I just did." He appeared to be sincere in his words.

"Oh, no, that’s alright!" you murmured.

"Tell me more, only if you are comfortable with it," Kun affirmed. For a moment, you just wanted to hug him right there. Just when you felt men weren’t shit, along comes this guy. The air around you felt much lighter, and it was not a bad idea to share your worries with him. You started your own heartbreak themed story time and, without much surprise, Kun was all ears.

It was now 2:39 a.m. Only a few people left by now and you just finished your story. Kun took a deep breath, "Not trying to sound flirty and all but this world has men better than that" he alleged. You hummed in response, that made sense.

Kun stood up, as though his weekly talkies had ended, and started taking steps forward while you still remained seated.

"Do you plan to stay here for another three hours? Let’s just get back home now." Kun announced. You grinned at his words, still amazed at how easily he had saved your day. No one had ever been so empathetic and attentive to you.

Perhaps your neighbour was right. This world had men that were much better than the rest. You thought to yourself before following him back home.

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Wands and Potions - NCT Dream Fanfiction

NCT Chenle x Reader

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Thank you to all those that are supporting and still reading this story, I'm thinking of going back and rereading and editing bits to fix it up but that will only be happing when its fully uploaded. Appologies for taking so long for uploading but im back in the flow again. please anticipate the next few chapters!

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“I can’t sleep.”

“You’re having those nightma—”

“Yes. Except…it’s you.”

Chapter 21

[5th of November]

It was stupid. What she thought was a pull could’ve been anything, for example it could’ve been her wanting to sleep, the sloping of the hill she was on as she sat next to him, a human desire to huddle to warmth when cold; that’s part of human nature nothing she could change about that even if she wanted to.

But the urge was there, and it was strong, the desire to change that need for warmth, and why was it specifically his warmth she needed anyways? She blamed it on the cold, making her feel vulnerable on the other hand was difficult to justify.

For the past few days it had been extremely calm, the only bother she got was a quick questioning from Jinsoul for running out so oddly and at a peculiar hour, she tried to find out what was going on with Selene but it barely lasted for a few hours. The thing was they all may have decided to stay quiet about it. That didn’t mean they stopped whispering and muttering quietly when Selene was distracted.

And she could just about make out the murmurs behind her over the poised voice of the head professor, they were muttering about something to do with the dance line-up. Selene kept cutting in and out of the ongoing lecture every once or so.

“This is why today we will be going over the basics of posture with some elegant and beautiful melodies to help. Shall we start?”

The head clapped her hands together, “Gives us a bit of cheer during these gloomy times?” she mumbled as she stepped to prepare the audio.

Selene looked up towards the other side seeing Albus’ older brother, James, and his pack. They had began to heal and were dismissed to go back to class within a few days of being hospitalised. She noted the irk in his features towards her, Ravelle must have said something to him, that or his prick of a sister.

The ginger glanced from the side to see that both girls and a few other friends were dying to get off their seats and dance, “Alright, everyone up.”

“We’ll start in our own groups then we can do a mixed waltz in pairs properly. Get yourself accustomed to the feeling of a glossy wide plain.”

Most of the girls were up and moving about, some of the guys were having trouble ‘getting in touch with the space’ as the head put it.

Selene sighed, she was at the far end. If she stayed quiet she wouldn’t have to be picked to do anything. she glanced towards the centre of the hall, hoping the class would end so she could run off to the library and find a book or two. 

Something to help her with that dreaded potions project, not to mention the long assignment she needs to have written over the history of hogsmeade’s political position during the witchtrials centuries ago. that would would be so fun. she sighed.

“Selene, up you get, I’ll dance with you for the first round.”

“I really don’t think that would be necess-” “Oh come on, don’t be such a bore.” Selene felt a tug pull her up forcefully onto her feet.

“It’ll be fun,” jinsoul cheered pulling her, selene trudging towards the group spaced out.

I don’t think it will.

“Only this round at least, then I would have to dance with my sweetheart-”

Oh for merlin’s sake, she was about to start about that git she loves again “Fine Fine, just hush and get into place.” She stepped away a few steps, facing the cheerful blonde,

“Thank you.” Jinsoul flashed her a wide grin, her eyes turning into beautiful crescent. Fuck, he does not deserve her at all.

“Alright now come together, the female hands above and shoulders back,”

“Isn’t this exciting, our first ball.” Jinsoul immediately went to placing her hands above, she smiled, beaming. “Yeah very,” Selene muttered, she placed her arms just above jinny’s waist skipping time to finish this. “Lift your elbow,”

“Like this?” she winked

“And now the male hands above the curvature of the hip and cradling the right hand, like so.” The head demonstrated,

“Yeah, like that.” Selene nodded glancing off,

“Have you been to a ball before, you seem like you know this pretty well?”

“You do remember my mother is of noble status,” well, was.“I was given lessons as a child, unnecessary lessons if you ask me.” Mumbling the last part she looked down to move her feet into place.

“Ah yes, sorry. Slipped my mind.”

“Now try practicing a slight sway to the melody, this is only if you have the correct posture and you’re ready.” She set the needle down onto an old spinning record its screeching disturbing everyone for a moment, the mumbling stopped.

“One, two three, one, two three. Very good, Remember to lift them arms up, keep them straight.”

“So?”

“Hmm?” drawing out the noise surrounding them, Selene focused on the blonde as they slowly began to fall in a comfortable swing.

“I see that you don’t want to tell me who you met that night.”

the huff that left selenes lips, puffed her hair up “Not this again. Jinny I told you, I needed fresh air, I didn’t mee-” 

“Rosier,”

“What?” selene wondered if the blond could feel her hands clam up with the name being mentioned. Did she see them?

“Jisung Rosier.”

“What about him?”

“As soon as you left, after I waited for a short moment, he came in through the courtyard, with two other Slytherin boys.” She stared straight, unwavering, her grip tightened subconsciously on my shoulder. “Did you meet with them?”

“No.” a lie

“Selene, I’m worried, you’re somehow constantly surrounded with Slytherins most of the time. Its not good.”

“I don’t know many Slytherins, I didn’t meet with anyone that night like I said.” Another lie.

“Jinsoul, I’m fine, you don’t need to worry about me,” “Easier said than done,” she snapped. Sighing she moved closer, “You know what’s been going around about them.”

“Our parents were greatly affected by the great war. Everyone has a feeling they will come back for revenge, it, it’s just in the air, you know?” the worry in her orbs was evident.

“Pfft, who’s going to rise again?” Selene snorted, “Don’t tell me you believe Eugene Finnigan’s crap about the pure blood supremacists coming back and the death eaters returning?”

“It’s only a matter of time and” Jinsoul glances to the side as selene began to mock the words shes heard so many times before, guiding them both a little farther away she hushed. 

“Shhh keep your voice down! Someone is going to hear you.” Hissing at Selene aggravated the ginger slightly.

“That wouldn’t matter, because now all of you ever do is read that bollocks,” her eyes widen. “Yeah! it’s bollocks off the newspaper that skeeter puts in for sells and everyone seems to believe it.”

“It’s not bollocks because its true, if you had a braincell left in you you’d, ask around. Why not ask Rosier?” Selenes nails were digging into jinsoul’s side now.

“Again? I. didn’t. meet. With. Him.”

“Then what about Albus? Or that durmstrang boy, he’ll probably be with them,”

Selene huffed, “I tol-” 

--“Ravelle heard something, it was quite interesting. I didn’t believe it at first but it makes a lot more sense now,” jinsoul cut her off dropping her hold on her tongue.

Selene eyed her face, the flash of provoking in her onyx irises, “It was about a certain sliver tongued Greengrass and you? Are you sure it’s only the potions work that’s happening? He was very touchy with you when you were in Hogsmeade.”

Selene slid her hands off harshly, jinsoul faltered slightly, Selene sensed the regret in her features but it was too late.

The ginger bit her tongue not wanting to lash out, “Selene, I.” she paused gathering herself, “I’m … sor-”

“Don’t,” lifting her hand up. “Don’t bother,” her tone was icy. She gripped the edges of her skirt tightly forming pale fists, “go dance with someone else, this--this is a waste of time.”

“Wait! But the yule ball-” the blonde, now filled with guilt called out after her. “Fuck the yule ball, I’m not going anyways.”

Sliding out of the hall quickly she ran out into the cool hallways, the sun was just about to set, it gave her enough time to make a quick trip to the library and then up to the common room for some late night studying.

Hopefully reading would get her mind off things.

[09:52PM]

[Selene Pov]

Finding the books was easy, reading the information and jotting it down was easy. It wasn’t as easy to focus on the task at hand. My thoughts kept going back towards the situation that happened before at the black lake.

“Are you going to be in here for long?” she tucked her hair softly behind her ears, so delicate and soft, Lyra was always like that.

“No, I’ll finish this chapter and I’ll be up soon.” Flipping past a few pages, “Go on ahead, I’ll catch you up there.”

“Okay, just be quick about it, because of the curfew.”

Ah yes the curfew, since that night, there has been a curfew set for all houses because of the worry of an attack against the students. The academy believes the ongoing rumours too.

Extremely unnecessary if you ask me.

“Jin di elixir. What even is that?” flickering past the few old pages towards the end I sighed again.

I had one last elixir to find but I couldn’t for the life of me, see it in any of the potions books, it wasn’t serving me any use that I hadn’t eaten properly during dinner either.

I was so close to giving up.

“Zou Yan; elixirs from the east.” The sound caught me off guard. A book was slid towards me from the side facing me. I lifted my gaze to see Scorpius.

“What?”

“Chenle asked me to give you this.” Taking his seat before me he glanced bare at my face. “He said he’d be heading back to the common room.”

“tthhhank … you?” drawling my words out I was more focused with what was in my grasp, the heavy book flipped open, I flickered through. Scorpius glanced away for a moment.

“But this is all in Chinese, I don’t understand a thing.”

“Merlin’s beard. Right!” A calm voice from the distance echoed.

As I turned to see who it is I was met with dark emerald robes peeking through. Shifting slightly Chenle crouched closer.

He looked like he was just about to leave. And he should.

“You know what, it’s fine. I’ll figure it out myself.” I slammed the cover shut. Shoving it farther away from him. He flinched visibly peering down at me as he straightened himself.

I stood to match his gaze. His cold icy stare sending electric shivers throughout my body. They -his eyes- looked sick. Scorpius was visibly confused. “It’s alright lene. He knows chine-” no, no its not.

“I said, I can handle it myself.” I shifted again, my fingers playing with the stray thread of the books sewn spine. “I don’t need your help Greengrass.” Firmly I cut through the tension. He stared back at me pausing for a bit.

Was he waiting for me to take my words back??

“Fine. Have it your way.” Chenle jaw clenched, turning he spat “filthy half-blood.” Viciously, mutedly he muttered the last words before leaving the vicinity. Scorpius called back after him but I could only hear ringing and my heartbeat pounding in its cage. My hands felt stiff as I slumped down onto my chair.

“Scorpius, don’t. please.”

I called out making him pause for a moment. He turned back as I heard his steps closer on the glazed wooden floors.

“What in the bloody hell was that? What happened?”

When I didnt answer he called my name again “Selene?”

“Nothing, just sit down please.”

“That clearly wasn’t nothing.” He waved his hands about. His fists were clenched tightly, but the confusion was spread on his brows and eyes.

“Scorpius.” The exasperated whisper pushed him towards his chair. Huffing. He stared straight at me silently demanding an explanation both hands set in front of us.

I pushed myself forward. “I better find that concoction and finish before I’m caught out of bed.” Lifting the book again and fixing the pages I felt his heavy gaze on me.

After a few moments it began to get heavier. “What?”

“I’m not dropping it Selene, is something going on between you two?”

“Well that’s going to be very disappointing for you because there’s literally nothing going on.” I flipped through a few chapters not paying attention to him.

“Alright then.”

Lyra was going to kill me, I’ve been taking so long.

“Have you spoken to Lyra? Since… you know?” I mutter. He’s been ignoring his step sister this whole time. Finding the page I need, I glance up.

“No. I told you before she’s no sister of mine.”

Here we go again.

“Scorpiu-”

“She’s the Weasley’s half-sister, what was her name? Rose?” Scorpius didn’t seem to bother with them.

“And she’s yours too. Your dad must have had a good reason to-”

“How can you have a good reason for having an affair?” he spat. Aggravated now, his hands turned to fists.

“Shhshshhhh, calm down. Alright. You went born yet. They needed an heir, someone to contine the malfoy line, alright?” I added. That was a perfectly reasonable point.

“No, she wouldn’t fit, her mother isn’t pureblood. That and they weren’t married.” I gave him a questioning look. He was staring off to the side, Scorpius didn’t like to admit facts that were so ‘pureblood supremacist’ tied. Yet he did. 

“Selene.”

A blank face turns towards me.

“I will never accept her as my sister or as a Malfoy. I am the only son that family has.”

[8th of November]

[11:02AM]

“Selene! Hey, over here!” a dark haired Ravenclaw called her over, she was reluctant to go over, wanting to check over all her work before she took that final breather but she decided to go anyway.

“Where have you been? Haven’t seen you in so long?”

“I’ve been busy with this project, missed you too Olivia,” she pulled Selene in for a hug. Selene didn’t lift her arms to hug back she felt odd.

“How has the potion coming along?”

“Good.”

Olivia chuckled, “Is that all?” selenes nodded. The Ravenclaw knew she wasn’t always to good with words. It seemed like she was preoccupied with something.

A knock preceded from the entryway of the class. Before Olivia could continue, a tall, sharp-jawed durmstrang motioned to Selene.

“Someone is asking for you?” a small smirk graced her features as she grabbed the gingers attention.

Selenes eyes flashed, Jinny -who was placed beside the two- saw the fuel inside her as she moved quickly towards the exit. A stark contrast from how she approached them was noted by the blonde.

“And there she goes,” turning away to face forward, Olivia catches the snarky comment, “What’s wrong now?”

“Not much, I’m just worried for her liv.”

“Her mother isn’t paying her any attention, no letters since the start of the year, she’s being ignored.” the raven haired girl sighed at her friends vocied worries. “That’s not news, it’s been like that ever since she was little.”

“Now it’s worse, they’re doing something to her, it’s like she’s being brainwashed by them or something.”

“Who?” Olivia’s eyes narrowed at the doorway, she watched the ginger slip away with Liu

“Those snakes, who else would it be.” Jinny hissed peering back a few tables to Rosier and Sullivan, in green. The poison dripping from their unnatural existence.

“I think i hurt her but shes changed even before i spoke.” jinny looks back forward, not daring to fully admit what she said to selene.

“Did you say something stupid again?”

“No, but we need to do something,” she glanced back at the Ravenclaw.

“I want the old Selene back.”

“Yangyang, where were you. I’ve been looking all over for you. I – well I missed you.” She let him pull her down the corridor and into a disused storage chamber.

She coughed a bit as he shut the door, pulling at the dangling light cord. The smell was old and musky inside, the dust collected tickling at her nostrils.

The light flashed on showering the two in a golden bask. She only then realised how close they were in proximity.

“I was, uh, I was kind of busy.” He fiddled with the tip of her Gryffindor tie. She could feel his knuckles brushing past her chest. His fingers were cold as they caressed her soft but gaunt cheekbones.

Smirking he pressed down onto her bones feeling the skeletal firmness push back. She felt weak, fragile. And he enjoyed that feeling.

“I- um, I mean, that’s ok. I just, I hadn’t spoken to you in a while.” She couldn’t form coherent words with his breath sliding down past her jaw and to her already red neck.

“Yeah, so I was wondering.” He lifts a strand of red hair twirling it between his fingers, “If you would like to accompany me to the ball?”

“M-me? You mean th- ball? The yule ball?” he nodded.

Selene furiously blushed, nodding and mumbling a mixture of ‘yes’ and ‘of course’.

“Good,” he glanced down towards her lips. “Now before you go” he moved closer until there was a hairs width keeping them from touching. She could almost taste his overpowering cologne.

Her fingers frivolously tried to catch of a firm grip onto the shelf behind her for support.

“You want to please me right?” he chuckled watching her nod eagerly, “I want you to do something for me.”

“Anything.”

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