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#Broken home au
seraph-of-sizes · 7 months
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Tried my hand at drawing the Fontaine siblings from my au. It's not great since I haven't drawn in months >_>
Lynette has Freminet trapped, you can't move with a sleeping cat on you, it's the law. Not that he actually minds, his hand is absolutely just pins and needles though.
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umetme404 · 6 months
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New Refsheet “Kalma”
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gamerbearmira · 1 year
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Y'all want an angsty au where Mirabel essentially gives up trying to make her Abuela proud and resigns herself to being useless? Well too bad, cause I've got one!
It's a time travel au gone wrong, it starts with Casita collapsing once Abuela says Mirabel hurt the family, so Mirabel doesn't get a chance to tell Abuela off, Mirabel still tries to save the candle, but when Casita collapses on her, the candle sends her back in time to her fifth birthday. It was meant to be a way for the magic to protect Mirabel and allow her to fix the problems before they become too bad, but the thing is, Mirabel believes Casita collapsed because of her, that she caused the magic to weaken. She goes through her ceremony again, and afterwards, she becomes quiet and resigned, she doesn't try to spend time with her family or ask Abuela if she can help, and she spends all her time either in town or the nursery, barely spending any time in Casita.
She still learns to sew, but focuses on making clothes rather than embroidery, a way to still be useful without getting in the way, she eventually gets a job with the seamstress. When Isabella starts being mean to her, she doesn't try to defend herself, anything Isabella says to her is only met with a meek "sorry Isa" before she scurries off so as to 'not get in the way'. Mirabel also doesn't do anything about Luisa's stress, Isabella's engagement, it Bruno's disappearance, she thinks Luisa was only stressed because she was losing her gift, and she convinces herself that Isabella really did want to marry Mariano and that she only said she didn't because she was so upset at Mirabel, and she thinks Bruno really did leave because of her, Mirabel essentially convinces herself all the family's problems are her fault.
The family isn't blind to these changes, they see how Mirabel isn't the bright, cheerful girl she used to be, and everyone thinks it's because of the failed ceremony, Julieta and Agustin try to be there for Mirabel, with Julieta offering to let Mirabel help in the kitchen and Agustin offering to teach her the piano, but she refuses every time, saying she doesn't want to get in the way. As the years go by, the family becomes more and more concerned about Mirabel, Isabella stops being mean to Mira rather early on because even she can see her sister is hurt, but no one knows how to help her, and whenever they try, Mirabel turns them down. The only one who isn't concerned is Abuela, who keeps telling the family that Mirabel simply wants to be left alone and that they all have jobs to do so they shouldn't be worrying, Abuela is actually happy Mirabel is staying out of the way, even going to the seamstress shop every now and then to see what Mirabel is doing and giving the occasional compliment or advice, which Mirabel takes as a sign she's doing the right thing by staying distant.
The problems in the family never get resolved, Bruno is still hiding in the walls, Luisa is still stressed over having to lift literally everything, and Isabella is still stuck as 'senorita perfecta' on top of all that, everyone is worried about Mirabel, trying to be there for her while still juggling all their own expectations and responsibilities, when the time of the movie rolls around, everyone is essentially walking on eggshells, trying to pretend everything is fine in order to meet Abuela's expectations while everyone knows deep down that something is horribly wrong but they don't know exactly what it is, and everyone, including Mira, feels like they're just one wrong move from disaster while Abuela is convinced everything is fine and Antonio is living the in blissful ignorance
Speaking of Antonio, Mirabel still cares about Antonio deeply, but she keeps her distance so she doesn't ruin his ceremony again, but Antonio is determined to get close to his cousin and roommate, he sees how everyone is worried about Mira and decides he's going to be Mirabel's constant companion, no matter how much Mirabel tries to shake him, he refuses to leave her side, he's constantly trying to get her to smile or laugh, something she almost never did anymore, as Antonio's ceremony approaches, Mirabel caves and decides to sew Antonio's ceremony outfit and also recreate the doll she made the first time around. Antonio isn't worried about the idea of not getting a gift, after what happened at Mirabel's ceremony, Pepa assures him that even if he doesn't get a gift she still loves him, besides, if he doesn't get a gift, that means he'll be just like his favorite prima!
On the day of his ceremony, Antonio is all ready to maybe get his gift, there's just one thing missing, Mirabel. As it turns out, Mirabel is hiding in the nursery, intending to not be there when Antonio gets his gift, Antonio thinks it's odd how sure she is that he'll get a gift, he convinces Mirabel to come out and watch, but she decides to watch from the crowd rather than with the rest of the family, Antonio asks why she doesn't want to be with the family, and she says she doesn't want to get in the way, when he asks how she would get in the way, she just shrugs, "I don't have a gift, so I have to stay out of the way" Antonio doesn't see the logic in that, he just sees Mirabel all on her own because she doesn't have a gift, so Antonio makes a decision.
He walks up to Abuela and the glowing door, but when Abuela does her thing of asking if he'll use his gift to serve the community and offering the candle for him to hold, Antonio shocks the whole town by saying he doesn't want his gift, he says he wants to be like Mira so she won't be all alone, Mirabel tries to get him to change his mind, saying that she's useless without a gift and she has to stay out of the way because not having a gift means she'll hurt the family and the miracle by getting in the way and causing problems, she essentially just trauma dumps which causes the rest of the family to be really concerned, so they ask why Mirabel thinks she'll hurt the family, and Mira doesn't know how to respond without revealing the whole time travel thing so she just says what Abuela used to tell her "the best way for some of us to help is to step aside" and how she knows she'll just mess things up, even saying she's messing things up right now because Antonio doesn't want his gift because of her because "it's always her that messes things up."
At that point, cracks appear in Casita and the candle flickers, not just due to weak magic but also because of Casita's own emotions, it's no secret Casita cares about Mirabel, and the house is distraught that Mirabel thinks she's the problem, everyone gets out of Casita and the cracks eventually stop, but Mirabel is devastated, convinced she's the one that caused the cracks and that she "ruined Antonio's ceremony all over again" everyone is confused and the family, aside from Abuela who's still in shock, goes to comfort her, but she pushes them away, saying she's a curse and she'll destroy the magic, so she runs away, past the crowd and into the forest towards the mountains planning to leave the Encanto. Antonio runs after her and the family tries to catch up to them, but they lose them both in the woods, leaving the family in tears, the loss reminding those who remember of how Bruno had disappeared, presumably running off just like Mirabel had, the family, just like their home, had been broken.
Will Mirabel leave the Encanto? Will Antonio convince her to stay? Will Antonio get his gift? Will the family discover Bruno? What will he have to say? Will the family realize that Mirabel traveled back in time? Will Abuela ever see how she hurt her family and Mirabel? Let me know if you want to see the story continue, I call it "Broken Home"
TIMW TRAVEL WOAHHHH WHAT.
First if all. Is homegirl okay. Like can someone other than Antonio check up on her or sumn. Cause that girl needs a cupcake or something. Second, boo Alma for thinking that her behavior is normal. Its NOT. Third TIME TRAVEL WHATTTTT. First you trick me hot thinking she was leaving and Antonio was trying to stop her then you drop TIME TRAVEL. TO WHAT TIME MAY I ASK
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homely-artists · 1 year
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Meet everyone’s shaming star Sally starlight! :D
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eclipsewarrior101 · 1 year
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SO…new Welcome Home Au
Broken Home
( Warning mention of death, alcohol use, depression, suicidal thoughts. Cult stuff and dark themes)
So. Set in a world where the puppets are real and live in the human world. The Welcome Home crew are seperated and have gone on separate paths after Wally’s death. You see Wally and Frank had a huge fight after a misunderstanding and Wally disappeared then a week later was pronounced dead. Only his shirt was found with bl00d.
Julie blames Frank and after a huge fight between everyone on who’s fault it was and choosing sides they all go seperate ways. While everyone tries to be civil Julie still blames Frank and it causes Frank to go down a rabbit hole of alcohol and depression. He can barely work and has ptsd.
10 years later a mysterious letter brings them all together to solve their friends murder…but..what if it’s not a murder.
Julie became a waitress. She’s still chipper but bitter.
Sally works as a teacher. She loves kids
Barnaby works as a comedian at the bar Julie works.
Poppy is a cook for a nice diner
Howdy works as a clerk at a store.
Frank works at a big museum but is an alcoholic and has become very depressed.
Eddie still is a mailman but has to take care of Frank who has so much self hate.
If you have any questions or comments please ask away my inbox is open. You can also DM me on discord.
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clownsuu · 1 year
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Hey! Are you okay with your art being used as phone backgrounds?
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I don’t see the harm in that my guy 👍🥄
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ooo fantasy au Poppy oooo there's so much empty space on this, it's killing me
rambles:
why is there lace? why does she have a neck corset? because she's Gorgeous and I'm the Artist Here. i will always inflict my personal tastes on everyone I draw. pretty bird <3
it's really difficult to put clothes on a bird... stream helped out a bunch with the colors & the leg gear! I imagine that the leather is durable, which is probably the only thing that gets her to traverse less Forgiving terrain. Thornbushes and itchy tallgrass can't hurt her! she's got "boots"! How Does She Secure Them, i hear no one ask. that's what neighbors are for, isn't it? and a skilled beak once she gets the swing of it.
her shawl remains largely the same due to my lack of imagination! i put a lil feather clasp instead of the shawl being tied together to give it a more fantasy-oriented look. i think i succeeded? i like to think so! i imagine that the clasp gives Poppy some stress, though. It's sharp! Ish. it's sharp by her standards!
Poppy's enchanted glasses allow her to "see" injuries and illness, both caused by magical & normal means. this is very helpful in her role as healer, but also extremely stressful - just because she can see issues doesn't mean she automatically knows what they are! to her, a papercut may be misinterpreted by the beginnings of a fatal infection! i like to think that she got tired of needing to hold the glasses in place over her beak and asked if there was a charm to keep them steady. and they confidently had their resident wizard spell them on - oops! the spell was a little too strong! they're now magically superglued on! yeah, those are never coming off.
she also has a magic bag that i imagine was a gift from her family when she left the nest! she'd never directly use it herself - what if she falls in? what if something nasty managed to crawl inside? - but the Neighborhood uses it as collective storage. it can hold a lot! supplies, books, tents, gold, even Julie when she's determined enough!
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whollyjoly · 5 months
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push your face down on my chest and your heart ain't nothin' but the best and now a dog's a stray but i'm gonna stay
aka the bucktommy cowboy au nobody asked for part one (part two) (part three)
(song insp.)
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yes-asil · 12 days
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Doodle for the Eden arc
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Halloween AU - Part 8
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no-name-blu · 3 months
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The AU names:
Ride The Cyclone AU
Gameshow Host! Wally
Broken Theatre AU
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seraph-of-sizes · 3 months
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Broken Homes of Different Sizes pt11
Borrower Lyney and Lynette, Human Freminet (Slight au with borrowers existing, everything else is the same as canon)
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Freminet’s eyes opened and darted to the open window.
The sky was lightening slowly, the break of dawn his perpetual alarm clock for his days serving the Hearth. He bit his lip as he slowly got up and got ready for the day, more sluggish than usual after sleeping in for a whole week. He meticulously gathered his diving suit, hooking his vision on and switching to the new Claymore he had been gifted before leaving his room.
It was early, and he tried to be as quiet as possible. He wasn’t excited to have to say goodbye to the twins if he was given an away mission today, so he avoided it.
He left the house, locking the door and making the quick trip to Hotel Bouffes d’ete, better known as the front for the House of the Hearth. 
Stalking quietly through the halls, he easily avoided the gazes and idle chatter of the other Children, making his way diligently to Father’s office. He idly made note of the influx of new faces, and what seemed like a shared fear of water, them flinching at the sound of a faucet being turned on.
Finally, as the sun peeked over the horizon, he knocked on Father’s door.
“Come in.”
He set his shoulders and let himself slip into his obedient protocols, entering the room and bowing as soon as Arlecchino turned to face him.
“Good morning Freminet.” She hummed, the click of her nails drumming against her desk.
“Good morning Father.”
“I believe we have some things to discuss about your previous week, yes?” He swallowed roughly as he was suddenly reminded that she had been listening in on him over his ‘vacation’. “Does the term ‘borrower’ hold any significance to you?”
“Yes Father.” He felt sick. “There are fairytales about a tiny race of people that live alongside humans, borrowing what they need in order to survive.”
He felt her gaze burn heavy on him. “And?”
“A-and…” Freminet swallowed. He couldn’t lie. Not to Father. Not when she could take away everything, could hurt his siblings. “And I have encountered them… borrowers. Twins they- they don’t know about the Hearth o-or the Fatui! They're no threat to you, I promise.”
“Very good. Raise your head.” He slowly looked up and felt his heart seize in his chest.
On Father’s desk, underneath a bowl made of red glass that he had seen filled with candies and fruits and any number of trinkets, the twins were huddled in fear, clinging to each other in a way that made Freminet want to charge Father- and that itself was a horrific thought. “Their names?”
“Lyney… and Lynette.” He whispered, eyes completely focused on his siblings. They peered back at him, Lyney’s shoulders eased just a little, almost unnoticeably, and Lynette’s ears flicked towards him before settling back against her head. They were trusting him to get them out of this mess. 
“Hiding them from me was irresponsible of you, Freminet.” He watched as Father easily lifted the glass bowl up. “Come here, take them.”
It was the fastest he had moved in a while, picking the twins up and cradling them against his chest, shielding them with his body as best as he could. As much as he wished that this would be the end of the conversation, he also knew Father. There was something else.
“I believe they could prove quite useful in your next mission.” He felt the twins flinch at the casual integration of their use to the House. Father called the shots here, this was her House more than theirs, the crowned King. They would listen, or die.
“Yes Father.” He felt his heart shatter at the quiet protests from the twins, trying to subtly reassure them by raising his hands up to his heart.
“I suppose a debriefing would help you understand the severity of this mission.” Arlecchino laced her hands together and Freminet felt her red-x eyes boring into his very soul. “The prophecy of Fontaine, the Great Flood of Dissolution.”
Freminet felt his blood run cold, colder than his own Cryo vision. 
“The peoples of Fontaine had invoked a sin that will lead to Fontaine sinking into the waves, and its people dissolved into the waters, leaving the Hydro Archon all alone on her throne to weep.” He nodded slowly, the prophecy had become more discussed as the towns at the base of the Fontaine Mesa were abandoned due to rising sea levels. “At my command some of the other children have been looking into possible short term solutions, including yourself if you recall.”
Freminet did, he had been ordered on several occasions to go on diving missions both in the Fontaine Sea and the waters between Fontaine and Sumeru. One of those trips had included his brief discovery of the ruins of Remuria but they had been protected by a large chained whale of sorts and he had been ordered to leave it alone.
“Yes, Father.” 
She seemed to relax her body language. “Your new mission is to discover the origin of the prophecy and any leads on how to stop it. This will be your only task until the prophecy concludes, am I understood?” 
“Yes, Father.” He bowed.
“Good.” He slowly raised his head up and stepped forward at her beckoning. “Show me them.”
He hesitated briefly before unfurling his hands, but not moving them anywhere towards her. The twins were tense as they were met with a staring match with Father.
“Looking into my eyes is ill-advised. You will not like what you see.” She hummed. Freminet felt his hands warm as Lyney’s vision began producing heat. “I believe Freminet here is your OathKeeper, yes?”
Freminet went to answer but was cowed at the sharp look he was given. He was not part of this conversation.
“Yes.” Both Lyney and Freminet turned to Lynette in shock as she stepped forwards, speaking up. 
“Then I believe it would be best if you both swore an Oath to me.” Freminet froze as Lyney began to whisper rapidly to Lynette. If he swore an Oath and that kept them safe from him, what would swearing an Oath to a human do? “You aren’t as informed as I had thought, unfortunate.”
“Freminet.” He glanced up at Father. “Being their OathKeeper you are able to take on any injuries they sustain, you can sense them anywhere innately, you Keep them safe.”
She stood up and walked around her desk to stand in front of them, making Freminet tense even further at the sudden proximity. “As for a borrower swearing an Oath to a human…” Father’s gaze dropped back to the twins. “OathKept cannot be harmed by anything or anyone while OathBound, however they are forced to obey any orders given by the human they swore an Oath to. They are Bound, or more aptly, Kept.”
“In return for our obedience, you are offering us complete safety.” Lynette clarified, her ears still folded back and her tail standing on end, but her voice didn’t waver.
“Hm.” Father’s lips curled into a smirk. “Precisely.” 
The twins exchanged a look with each other before turning to look up at Freminet. Slowly he realized they were trying to get his opinion. He swallowed roughly. On one hand, Father was right. He had stepped too far out of line and had involved himself with the twins, they were tied to him because of the Oath on his vision. They were liabilities.
On the other hand, swearing their loyalty to Father meant being forever tied to the House of the Hearth. Once you were a part of the House you can never leave, as to leave is to betray, and betrayal is a death sentence. They would be safe physically, but mentally? Freminet’s mind flashed to crimson blood coating the hands on which they stood and he felt his stomach churn in horror. While their size would never put them quite as directly into conflict as he had been subjected to, Archons know what their missions would entail.
He would never have to worry about them being hurt. 
He would have to subject them to the world of the Fatui.
They could be tortured physically.
They could be tortured mentally.
They were tied to him.
He could change that.
“We agree to your terms.” His eyes widened in terror at Lyney’s words and the world crashed into him like a speeding Waverider. “Freminet would tear himself apart trying to come to a decision, and with the life we’ve seen glimpses of his world is more dangerous than most humans. If that is the life we’re now tangled in, the safety you’re offering is likely our best hand.”
“Very well.” Freminet watched, completely detached from his own body, as the twins unhooked their visions and held them up. “Swear your loyalty to me, Arlecchino, King of the House of the Hearth.”
“We swear.” The twins announced, their visions glowing, each forming a strand that reached into the air and disappeared behind her back, curving up towards her nape, where her vision sat.
After a moment the twins collapsed, unconscious and Freminet looked up, startled, as he closed his hands around them protectively. “What happened?
“It takes a lot of energy to make an Oath. For humans, it often isn’t much more than what energy is spent in a day. And for Vision holders like us, it’s far less noticeable.”  Arlecchino hummed. “For borrowers, it is enough energy to send them immediately into a recharging sleep. They will be fine, alert them when they wake up that their mission is the same as yours, investigate the prophecy until it is stopped or concluded.” 
“Yes, Father.” Freminet bowed.
She walked back towards her seat, pausing to look out her window. “Good, you’re dismissed.”
“Yes, Father.” He didn’t waste another moment, tucking the twins into a protected pocket on his hip, he bolted out of the office and bee-lined back home.
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“Perrie, you could’ve been a little nicer. I think you scared them all pretty badly” 
Arlecchino laughed softly, glancing at the young woman peeking out from the curtains at the edges of the window. She offered a hand to the tiny woman, smiling as the Oath they shared pulsed between them, her curse receding ever so slightly.
“I think I have found the next King, Clervie.”
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umetme404 · 1 year
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It’s them!!
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sincerely-sofie · 5 months
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*Skitters up to you on all fours and drops this in your lap, then scrambles up the walls and onto the ceiling and immediately falls asleep*
Comic time! Lucky wakes up in the middle of the night and has a chat with Sen in this one.
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#ah yes. the struggle of seeing yourself as a machine incapable of truly having an emotional connection with others#no matter how deeply you long for such things#whilst simultaneously seeing that deep longing within you as a mistake. a flaw. an imperfection#you were made to be absolute and impartial#to be biased in favor of your charges beyond that which your ‘programming’ dictates is shameful#you are broken. you are flawed. you want and you want and you want and you’ve never stopped /wanting./#you aren’t supposed to worry or care or love. you weren’t made for it.#and if you were not made for it then you simply cannot worry or care or love.#these /things/ that haunt you and make you inefficient are not emotions.#they are your imperfections; flaws in your make; symbols of your failures to live up to your purpose#you are broken. you are flawed. and you want so deeply that you can scarcely keep the longing inside you#such a failure you are; to not only survive the fall of the metropolis you were built to give your life to defend#but also to stoop to and revel in such indulgent imperfections as these false emotions the moment your makers are gone to dust#Fun Fact! Sen doesn’t require sleep#and spends every evening standing outside of Sharpedo Bluff / whatever campsite the gang have set up to guard the entrance.#she doesn't stay inside at night because it wasn't something done in the metropolis she hails from.#sentries are meant to watch over their charges. they are not meant to indulge in the pleasant and dry warmth of their homes.#Kip hears about this eventually (he thought it was just Sen not trusting people enough to sleep around them) and FLIPS OUT#“PLEASE would you come inside IT'S LITERALLY HAILING”#Sen is taking so much hail damage and has the gall to look at him and say “You should return to your home. the weather is unfavorable”#Kip just screams into his hands because he might have found someone even worse at self-care than Twig#And with that#it is beddy-bye time for Sofie :)#the present is a gift au#pmd oc#pmd ocs#pokemon mystery dungeon#pokémon mystery dungeon#pmd explorers#pmd eos
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homely-artists · 1 year
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Broken Home, A welcome home Au!
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An idea me and my friends had for a long time now an Au called broken home, it’s still a w.I.p but the just of it is that something happened to Home causing them to be somewhat replaced by a new home and Wally gets to have siblings lol
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(note some of theses are old as heck along with probably the next post lol)
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harringroveera · 1 year
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AU where Joyce comes back home to see Billy drugged and passed out on her floor. She cleans blood off his face, helps him get on the couch, and Billy accidentally calls her mom.
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