#nai x vash

[yuutsaria]

kv actors au 1/? || my twt

nai started crying while they were recording because, even if it’s just acting,  yelling at vash upset him :”>

[ch3wy-kom]

Am I improving? Idk all I know is that Vash is so in love with his brother :3333

[bluecookies02]

Vash x Knives //nsfw//

summary: A package was delivered to Knives at 8:30 in the morning.

//or//

Nai breeding a custom made plush of his brother🧸

warnings: incest, plant genital anatomy, trans!Vash, angst with a hopeful ending, crying, solo masturbation, breeding, copious amounts of plant cum

A package was delivered to Knives at 8:30 in the morning.

He threatened each one of his servants, that if anyone opened it, they would all be dead before he even found out who exactly did it.

Top secret, a box wrapped in black tape with no information but his name and address on it. It certainly invoked curiosity, but no one would be dumb enough to take a peak.

There was a series of timed, secretly instructed knocks on his door and seconds later he was picking it up, locking the metal door behind him.

Despite waking up moments ago, he was wide awake now, taking the suspicious package to his bed.

He breathed through his nose as he turned the box around, looking for even a single scrape.

Good.

One of his blades emerged from his back, carefully slicing the layer of tape. Such sharp, brutal spears, tentative and gentle in their movements as they created a precise cut through the surface of the box.

He choked on his spit, swallowing it down in a painful gulp as he ripped apart the cardboard with his hands.

Cushioned by bubble wrap, there sat a custom-made creation of cotton and cloth.

It was a little bigger than his spread-out palm, and as he picked it up he gave it a gentle squeeze before swiping his finger across it.

"It looks just like you..." he sighed, admiring the plushie. He turned it around, inspecting the seams on the small red coat, and then the work on the beautiful metallic green on one of its arms.

He turned it over again, staring at the wide smile and the squinted eyes, blush on its cheeks spreading warmth in Nai's stomach.

He held the robotic-like hand in his palm, biting his lip at the remorse as the memory of him taking his own brother's precious limb flashed in the back of his mind.

"I would've taken my own instead if I could...you know that right?" he talked to the doll, fully aware that it wouldn't respond. He clicked his tongue, petting a stripe across the naked belly.

Grabbing the box again, he looked for a carefully stashed pair of peach-tinted glasses, dwarfed to fit the doll. He placed them over its eyes, tying the dandy roped at the end of them behind its head.

There was a set of additional clothes packed as well, boots and a onesie-like version of his brother's outfit.

He discarded the box at the edge of the bed, leaving the doll for a brief moment as he rummaged through his drawer.

"Ah! There!" he picked up a small jewelry box, hidden under a pile of paper and junk. He took the golden earring out of the box, returning to the bed.

He saw the tiny hole in the doll's earlobe and he carefully threaded the small needle through it, clicking the mechanism in place.

"So perfect baby..." he mumbled, adjusting so that he was now leaning against the pillows, a blush spreading across his face.

His nimble fingers finally dared to inch towards what he was looking forward to the most, but quickly returned to just slip under the red jacket, massaging the hip with his thumb.

He used his free hand to adjust his sweats, undoing the knot to ease the tight fit of his slowly bulging cock.

"Miss you so much..." Nai whispered out softly, pressing the plushie against his face, imagining the smell of his brother that threatens to be forgotten as each day passes. He inhales, focusing hard.

He saw him a few years ago...Where?

He envisions the city, the exact street they crossed paths, and finally the moment he brushed against Vash's shoulder, not even realizing it until a second too late. He missed him by a thread.

The unpleasant heartbreaking memory is dismissed as he focuses on the smell of his cologne that haunted Nai for months after. Each time it's harder to recall it and Nai feels ugly emotions clawing at his heart.

He blinks the cloudiness out of his eyes and he looks at the doll again, pressing a soft kiss to its lips.

"I'll wait for you." deciding to stop dwelling on it, he is pushed with a wave of determination to enjoy his own belated birthday present.

His lips travel lower, between the doll's chest and he closes his eyes, imagining the bumps and blemishes under his tongue. He wonders if he suffered new scars while Nai wasn't there to protect him.

He continues to work his tongue, ignoring the not-so-pleasant taste of cotton. His hands and toes twitch with each lick, his throat going dry as he just lets his mouth stay open against it, never swallowing.

The faint glistening of the now wet threads makes this feel even filthier, and Nai groans, moving the doll away from his lips.

Impatient now, he raises the doll a little, finally getting a peak of that beautiful tight pocket, a shade lighter and dusted pink compared to the rest of it.

He growls, slipping his middle finger in experimentally.

Warmth engulfs it, and as he gives a light squeeze with his other hand, he feels the textured insides rub all the way around his digit.

"Vash-" his voice rasps and he clears his throat, adding a second finger inside, stretching them apart to see if he could even fit.

"I'm not gonna hurt you..." he promises, removing his fingers before he brings the hole to his lips.

His tongue darts out, swiping across the imaginary clit and then over the folds. God...

He spits over the toy's pussy, a thick glob rolling from the edges and seeping into the hole. He chases the drool with his finger, spreading it around the insides before the fabric soaks everything up.

He dives his tongue in again, this time a little further inside, swirling it around until he has a mouthful of plush between his teeth, the wet muscle prodding as deep as it can reach.

Wiggling out of his sweatpants, he whines pathetically as his cock twitches against his underwear. It's dribbling fat drops of pre, jerking and aching as he stuffs his face, insatiable for the taste of his brother on his tongue.

He delves two fingers along his tongue, all to the last knuckle as he slurs around them, praising and begging and crying all the same.

The tip of his cock pokes out of the waistband, wiggled out of his briefs from the desperate uncontrolled movements of his hips.

The glands on his length leak copious amounts of slick, the soft but pointy ridges are fully inflated and Nai feels like he's seconds away from cumming.

He takes a moment to fully shimmies out of his underwear, not caring to fully kick them off his feet.

Vash's hole is now completely drenched, dripping and gooey and each time he squeezes the doll too hard, a tiny amount of spit surfaces from the deep layers of cotton.

"Baby, please..." he sobs now, lips closing as he squeezes at the toy with both of his hands, lapping at it.

"You taste so good-ghah...shit" his eyes roll to the back of his head and his back arches.

"Nooo, God please not ye-" a string of blades rushes to his cock, the butterfly-like metal folding in on itself before it wraps around the base of his cock, squeezing mercilessly.

Nai takes a deep breath, stuttering on the exhale. The cool metal eased the jerking of his weeping cock, and the tight grip successfully interrupted his fastly approaching orgasm. He juts the doll against his nose again, trying to calm himself down. He experimentally loosens the grip on his cock but his heavy balls tighten again and he can will blood ruching through his stomach, down to the very root of his dick.

He grips himself again, against his carnal needs he moves the toy away from his face. Adjusting so that he's now laying fully on his back, Knives stares at his tall ceiling, reminiscing.

His lover is so cruel to leave him aching like this...so so selfish. He doesn't even care that they're not on the same side anymore. His lips quiver, remembering the warmth of his brother's mouth on his. Now that one happened decades ago, and it was the most sour, soul-crushing moment of his life.

He got to enjoy everything he ever craved, flying high into the heavens only to come crashing down, freefalling with no one to catch him.

Vash had been drinking, clearly...not even bothering to knock at his old base's door. He let himself in, making his way to Nai's office and instead of angry fighting and begging, Vash only had the strength to cry. He cried and cried until his throat burned, and Nai was there, holding his violently shaking body in his strong arms, whispering sweet nothings into his ear. His brother only nodded to everything he was saying, accepting the comfort blindly as his heart screamed to be held gently.

Nai sat them on his couch, with him in his lap, buried in the warmth of his chest.

"It hurts so much Nai...make it stop please!" and his brother's pain was his.

He forgot for a moment, just for that night about their situation, kissing his brother softly until he couldn't think. That's what Vash needed...to not think.

Vash was pliant, letting Nai kiss him throughout the night. Hours...It continued on for hours and Nai poured the same amount of emotion into every peck and kiss and whisper. He hoped that he could pour a century's worth of love out in that single night.

One wrong touch. It took one miscalculated step...a slow sneaking hand under his shirt snapped Vash out of it. He got up and ran before Nai could even try to hold him back. And with that, Vash would avoid him to this day.

Nai's fingers replace his blades, holding his cock up straight as he aligns himself with the plushies slick hole. He vibrates, the tip barely touching and rubbing against the slit.

"I know you love me too..."

He slowly sinks the toy further down, so that it swallows the mushroomy tip of his dick. He keeps it there, as if letting Vash adjust to his size, grinding himself patiently.

"Yeah? Feels good?" he's a gone man.

"I know, whenever you're ready baby..."

"Mhm...me neither, there wasn't anyone else for me-"

"It's fitting in perfectly, yeah?"

The bottom of the doll bumps his navel, finally stretched to take him in. There's a clear budge all the way up to its neck, and Nai strokes the prominent bump through thick layers of stuffing.

He squints his eyes shut, refusing to peak into the reality. His head is thrown back against the pillow and he starts pumping, tremendously slow.

"Please Vash, my love?" and the voice in his head responds, screaming a 'yes' in ecstasy. The petals of his brother's cunt spread open, presenting his engorged, beautiful clit.

His hand speeds up slightly, the other coming to join.

He takes his brother's soppy, slippery nub between his middle and pointer finger, stroking it in time with his deep thrusts. Nai moans, unrestricted, his lips staying parted as he pants.

"I'm gonna take care of you baby. Just relax for me, you're still so tight!" he grits his teeth, almost catching his tongue as the base of his length starts bulging.

"Ah~ Shit. Fuck, I'm gonna breed that gorgeous pussy of yours"

He's leaking gooey aphrodisiacs out of his cock, the hairs on his taint and seam sticky and soaked.

Knives feels the flowering of his cock head, the now funnel-like top kissing and suckling at Vash's cervix. It secures itself, the suction causing Vash to mewl atop of him.

Nai hurries to flick his thumb over his soulmate's throbbing clit, slamming the doll fast and hard against him now. His hips buck off the bed and he bends his legs at his knees.

"I don't know how long I can do this for..." The meaning is ambiguous, because Nai has tears streaming down his cheeks and his moans have turned into seething weeps. He's also incredibly close, his fingers and elbow cramping as he fucks the toy.

"Vash...have mercy...please" he sings it like a gospel, and he prays. To no one other than his brother, he prays and pleads and offers his being selflessly.

Finally, in his head, Vash's leaf and petal like folds stick to him, two large ones curling and squeezing his full sack. The rest secure themselves with tiny, microscopic hooks, swallowing everything between Nai's shaking legs.

"Come home to me Vash..." it's his last cry before he's cumming, his body alights and he glows, spurt after spurt surging to fill his mate. His stomach cramps and his toes curl. He doesn't breathe as the waves crash against his skin, sending goosebumps down his spine.

One of his hands runs to press against his heart, desperately pushing against his chest as it pounds against his ribs. His nerves spark inside him, cutting him open like little blades of light, leaving him empty and his muscles hollow.

He drops back onto the bed, and he lets go of the doll, slamming his palm against his mouth as he screams louder than ever before, the last spasm of his dick releasing the final drop of cum he had to offer.

He wants to whisper something again but he makes the mistake of opening his eyes. Reality hits him and the words are stuck in his throat as he adjusts to the light again.

He looks down between his legs and he catches the doll as it almost falls off of his slowly softening dick, cum oozes out and sprays against his thighs.

No strength to get up, he just curls on his side.

He's not sure how many moments have passed, or if he's fallen asleep or not, but the tablet on the other end of his room lights up, shining on top of his piano.

Nai feels something deep in his gut and he runs.

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[crystalline-kai]

I wanted to see the plant twins in traditional wedding kimonos. So I had to draw them myself~ 👘🧑🏼‍❤️‍🧑🏼

[anisiscon]

Trigun Stampede Nai/Vash aka Plantcest, one-sided canon, the director supports the ship

Oooh, I'll have to look more into this and the Trigun series in general! You gotta love when you have the director confirming its official or semi-canon status!

[comebackali]

i would like to know..... what did u dream 👀

i honestly don't remember v much i just remember it was vash fucking nai but it had a distinctly clinical, almost mutual noncon but-both-being-very-into-it vibe while a bunch of people (nicholas and a bunch of scientists) watched and commentated. which now i'm realizing is just the plot of ep 12 but different lol.

[lno-x]

I love your Tristamp Plant-form Vash art! I think it's a great interpretation of a Plant design in the Stampede-universe. It got me thinking of Nai & Vash as full Plants and how they would operate in the tanks alongside their sisters. Thanks for sharing such fun and inspiring artwork!

To be honest, I have some thoughts on the gradual development of Vash and Nai

I really like the idea of limbs that grown up later and jellyfish-like body

[anyasathenaeum]

Not really nsfw but a crack-ish fic where Knives is trying to kidnap/threaten Vash's s/o and they just tell him "I fucked your brother, shitlips" and he starts arguing with them (they keep saying it) for at least 30 minutes until Vash shows up.

A/N: Okay this just made me burst into laughter, what a chaotic idea. I LOVE it. Sorry it's short but it's my first ever crack-fic

Warnings: MINORS DNI, Explicit mentions of sex, This is Absolutely Not Serious™, please enjoy chaos and Knives getting annoyed

"You will obey me, or else, I will-"

"You'll what? You won't do anything because jokes on you, I already slept with your brother," You immediately cut Knives off, grinning a bit maniacally at him.

Knives' eyes widened and he just stared at you for a moment.

"What?"

"I slept with your brother," You repeated, grinning even more maniacally. Despite you clearly being in a position of vulnerability, tied up and restrained, you were loving this and decided if you were gonna be unhinged, you would push the envelope as far as you could.

"You... what?"

Knives continued to just stare at you, confusion and lack of understanding clear in his pale eyes.

You let out a borderline-unhinged laugh, "What aren't you getting here, buddy? I. Slept. With. Your. Brother. I fucked Vash, which was amazing, by the way! I'm really glad we finally slept together, it took FOREVER for him to get the hint!"

Knives just rubbed his eyes with his hand and sighed exasperatedly, trying to keep himself calm and still maintain his intimidating facade, "As I was saying, you-"

"Fucked Vash, you betcha I did! Many times, actually!"

Oh, this was getting fun. You wanted to see how annoyed you could get Knives, partly out of the want to just frustrate and irritate him, and partly because you knew Vash would definitely be on his way to save you.

Knives scowled at you and just looked down at you as he got close to your face, anger clear in his features.

"Would you shut up about-"

"Fucking Vash? Never. And trust me, after the kind of sex we had? I'm NEVER shutting up about it ever again."

Knives let out an exasperated yell, "Are you kidding me?! Stop talking about sleeping with my brother!"

"Four times, Knives! Four orgasms in the span of ten minutes, I mean, what kind of man can pull that off?! It was impressive, I felt like I had no bones left in my body, and-"

"ENOUGH!"

Knives bellowed loud enough to actually silence for you, but it didn't wipe away the grin on your face. You couldn't help but stifle a laugh as you saw how red Knives' face was and how annoyed he was.

"What, jealous you aren't getting laid, Knives? I must say, the whole 'murdering the human race' vibe you've got going on might be the reason."

You couldn't believe you were pushing this far, but all your shame was out the window now - it was all or nothing at this point.

"I swear, if you don't stop talking about- about-," Knives spluttered angrily, but you immediately interjected before he could get too far.

"What? Sex? Are you so shy that you can't even say the word, Knives?" You teased mercilessly.

"Why are you two talking about sex?"

Both you and Knives turned to see Vash standing there, looking extremely confused and a bit of an amused expression on his face despite his gun being drawn.

"Get them out of my sight," Knives immediately snapped, just about throwing you across the room at Vash, "I give up. I never want to see them again, they're useless to me. Both of you, leave now, before they start talking about... about..."

"Sex?"

"OUT!"

[anime-grimmy-art]

Steel chair the third.

Listen.

Listen.

I deal with emotional turmoil with humour.

And no, Im still not after ok ep12.

Anyways, I just needed to make a conclusion to the "Knives fucking gets it" saga. Vash got his autonomy back, and a glow up to boot, and now he finally doesnt need his gf to fight anymore.

Boy can use a steel chair like a champ.

[novasintheroom]

Can you imagine Knives finding out about you? You, who travels with his brother, and dare taint him with your presence? How dare you even consider yourself worthy to walk with Vash.

He watches you from a distance. Through Zazie. Through Legato. Through word of mouth as his fumbling little brother chases ghosts across the wastes. You trail him, feed Vash your lies, your pity. And what a pity his brother is, truly. But the white hot rage that blooms in him like a crackling flower takes place when he finds out you're an item. A pair. Lovers. He could tolerate your comradery with Vash, but only Knives can love his brother - humanity is too dirty with greed and pride to make room for love.

So Knives takes you.

He isn't sure why he doesn't kill you when his minions drag you kicking and screaming to JuLai. For all the racket you cause, he should have. More than a few henchmen come back with blackened eyes and missing teeth from trying to feed you. But something in him - the dark, twisted part that is so consuming - enjoys the idea of toying with you.

He wants you to see what you're messing with. Who he is, why Vash is so afraid of you being in his clutches. But there's also a part of him, small and never acknowledged, that wonders what draws his brother to you, out of all the millions of humans that have been and are on the planet - why you?

You become something of a pet to him. A metaphorical chain and leash to your neck, as he strings you along with promises of more freedom if you behave. You follow him around, rather than his brother. Watch as he brings in more and more dying Plants and revive them through his own DNA. And you ask questions. Lots of them. Knives finds he enjoys answering them, unintelligent and mindnumbing as they are.

He would never admit to enjoying your company. But he plays the piano for you. Watches you watch him. The intelligence in your eyes he will never acknowledge. Slowly, he comes to understand why Vash keeps you around. The way you walk. The lilt in your voice as you ponder his grand plan. How your lips move. And the first time you smile at him - genuinely? - he makes a hasty exit as his heart beats faster and his face flushes. He tries to get you to smile more often, but it is hard - you are still only a pet, after all.

Eventually, you make an escape. The perfect timing, the perfect moves, everything. And Knives finds himself going near mental at your disappearance. You cannot go back to his brother - you just can't. You are his now, his pet, his human. But despite his best efforts, you are gone like the wind. Not even tracking his brother brings up anything. You learned your lesson, and are not putting Vash in any danger...for now.

But Knives knows humans. And you will return to Vash in time. And when you do, he'll be ready to take you again.

You belong to him, after all.

[yuutsaria]

their eden || twt

kni ain't reading!!! who is the bro looking at?!!!!

[ch3wy-kom]

Let me see your teeth, so I can feel how hard you bite me.

[skelebellie]

affections towards reader

nb!reader x meryl, vash, wolfwood, and knives

NSFW headcannons involved, minors do not interact.

(nsfw is in red, if you’d like to skip it)

this is my first time writing smut lol. if you’ve got any constructive criticism please let me know.

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meryl

meryl loves physical touch. she will constantly hold your hand in public, and if your not walking then she will sit close enough to have your legs touching. if your comfortable enough then she will make the excuse of “needing to save money” in order to share a bed with you. it intentions are never sexual, just in the loving nature that she feels most safe wrapped in your arms.

she loves to offer her thighs for those short naps. she knows she isn’t the most well endowed but you knock out moments within laying down.

meryl also likes to show her love though acts of service. she might take over some of your work to lessen the burden on you. maybe she might clean your clothes after a rough day through a sandstorm, making sure to part out all the sand prior.

she’s the opposite in bed. she’s an absolute pillow princess, her back arched as her thighs pressed against your head as you eat her out for hours. your just trying to show your appreciation for her, you know?

being in bed with her is something sacred to her. its a moment of absolute intimacy and she wants to spend every part of it clawing and grasping your body, each shock of pleasure causes her to pine at you. you never leave the bed without a scatter of marks and hickies.

vash

this man is the biggest trinket collector in the entire world, and you are not safe from him. if he sees something that reminds you of him, its his. you have an endless collection of keychains gathering on your bag. “but it was so cute!! just like you!!!” its so hard to resist when hes giving you puppy dog eyes.

if he notices a hole in your gear or clothes, you’ll come back from a day of odd jobs to find something new on your bed, neatly folded and a small note laid on top of it. “i saw you needed new gear. dont pay me back :) “. if its something you have an emotional attachment too, he will wait for the perfect moment to snatch it from you. you will receive it back with an added patch, the color being practically identical. even if it means late nights and expensive prices, he will do anything to get it back to its original shape.

no one is safe from his nuzzling. if your really nervous or scared, he will rub his head against your head (or any available body part). when he pulls back his hair is messy and tussled in every direction. you think its a plant thing.

in bed vash is a man who dominates the “act of service” category. his whole goal while having sex is making you feel good, your pleasure is his and every moan you makes brings him closer and closer to orgasm. if hes having a rough day all he wants is to eat you out/suck you off for hours on end. if he had to spend the rest of life with his head between your thighs than he would willingly do so.

of course, mans is a switch. some days he craves your control, riding him as you hold his wrists together, preventing him from touching you. in times like this he doesn’t have to worry about the outside world, only how tight you are and your moans. on the flip side, he wants to pound you so hard you forget about whatever troubles may come. he wants to be the only thing you can focus on, you teary eyes unable to pull apart from his face as his hands roam your body, unable to separate himself from you for just a moment.

since hes so clingy, hes an enjoyer of cock warming. he feels amazing connected to you, and he loves to monitor you face to see how much more the both of you can take.

wolfwood

words of affirmation got this man redder than the two suns above gun smoke. and in turn, he loves to support you verbally. “you did great out there”, “we couldn’t have done it without you”, “your my everything”. on top of that, if you feel insecure or anxious about yourself be ready to hear wolfwood list off the 1000 reasons why he loves every part of you. don’t feel like your inconveniencing him, he would willingly tell the entire planet if you let him.

wolfwood loves physical touch, especially your body. his touch is much more intimate, but not necessarily sexual. he will spend car rides with you in his lap or his arm wrapped around your waist, him pulling you into his side. if you let him wander he will start kneading your love handles or the fat of your stomach. you cant go anywhere without this man giving a surprise ass grab. your his personal stress ball.

if you’ve got a muscular or skinny body, hes tracing patterns into your skin or letting his nails glide against you, sometimes causing you to giggle.

he also loves to hear you rant about things than interest you. he would spend hours listening to you rant about some new invention or fixation. it warms his heart to see you so fascinated with something. that glimmer of excitement in your eyes gets his heart pumping.

speaking of physical touch, wolfwood is a man dedicated to the act, especially in bed. he will keep edging himself over and over again because he just doesn’t want it to end. he doesn’t mind you cumming, in fact the more fucked out you look, eyes rolled in pleasure, the more he just wants to make the moment last. he will go a tantalizingly slow pace until your vocal enough to beg him for more.

wolfwood likes a bush. i said what i said.

fave position is you on your side, it gives him enough support to grab at you whenever he wants. when he cums hes got a death grip on you. your the only thinking grounding him from the amount of pleasure you give him.

knives (million knives/nai)

whether or not this emotionally constipated man realizes it, hes got a love language.

he craves quality time, whether that comes from a need to have you near him 24/7 in order to protect you, or that his mind races every time you leave, is none of his concern. he just feels more at peace with you by his side, or at most, with you in his line of sight.

he discovered he really likes bathing with you, its a moment of non-sexual intimacy he looks forward too. he take pride in cleaning every part of you to make sure you are his “perfect partner”, using only the highest quality in JuLai on your skin. the first time it happened he just kind of walked in on you, eyes affixed to your body as you missed a spot. “your not doing it right”, he muttered before stripping and getting in with you. he can always tell where to massage your body if you’ve got a particularly sore muscle.

he always wants you sitting in his meetings with conrad. even when conrad was initially against it. he wants you to see the paradise hes working for, how far hes willing to go for you to live in a perfect world molded just for you and his brotheren.

sex though? oh hes a physical man through and through. as much as he tries to be gentle with you and your human body, he cant help but fold you over in order to get a view of your pleasure ridden face. his thumb resting in your mouth so the only thing your full of is him.

its only natural for you to be under him, as much as he tries to involve you as an equal at work, he knows the perfect place for you is under him and worshipping the love he gives you. and the best time for that is sex.

hes got an obsession with cumming in you. having a part of him inside you makes you so much closer to him, much better than all the other lowly humans. he will keep cumming inside of you until you simply can’t hold anymore. it gets him hard knowing how much your filled of him, both physically and emotionally.

[crystalline-kai]

Vash wearing a pretty black dress I wore recently 🖤 Knives approves 🌱🩵❤️

[owwllly]

in front of my bible studies

[millionswrites]

trigun stampede! brothers as twitter links

mdni, masc reader, bottom vash, no writing just porn

top! knives

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