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koulakoukoula2003 · 3 years ago

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Hi! I loved your Missing You series. Are you still doing a part 5?

Oh my gawd, can't believe I FORGOT ABOUT THAT DFSNBJJF

Sorry anon, here you go! Final part of the Missing You Series!

Missing You: Pt. 5 (Levi x Reader)

Pairing: Levi x Y/n, Levi x You, Levi x OC. Levi x Reader. Hange Zoe x Moblit Berner Genre: Plot, Angst, Drama Trigger Warnings: Mentiong of Human Experimentation/Torture, Canon-Typical Violence Summary: After being brainwashed and experimented on and turned into Marley's best soldier, Levi, your husband, and his squad finally find you and bring you back home.

Lemme add, that you're a part of a huge noble family of brilliant scientists that was once created by Ymir the Founder, but now your family is independent and living in Marley.

Infuriated, Levi single-handedly destroys the entire researching facility they have been keeping you in, killing everyone in it.

Nobody dares hurt you this much and not pay for it with their lives. Word Count: 4,223 A/N: This mini-series is an arc from my original Levi x OC slow burn fanfic that you can read here. If you want to know Y/n's healing process (cuz it's uwu) you can start from here. This is an AU where Erwin and Moblit have survived the Battle of Shiganshina.

Part 1 >>> Part 2 >>> Part 3 >>> Part 4 >>> Part 5

The sound of metal landing on a cold marbled floor resounded within the HQ. His fingers were too tired to hold onto his swords. He reached for the straps of his ODM. He unbuckled them with measured, skilful moves and the ODM dropped on the floor as well. Levi soon joined. An arm was tight around a wound on his belly. He had more wounds than that, but they were minor. The largest one was the one he was clutching onto right now. He knew he had to make his way to the infirmary, but he didn’t have the energy for that.

He returned the night of the next day. He had no idea what happened with Y/n. He had no idea whether she was still there, locked in her room and being treated by Hange, Moblit and the other scientists and Doctors of the Survey Corps HQ. He just knew he had killed them all. Their blood lingered on his clothes. On his pitch-black shirt and pants. It lingered on his hands, his fingertips, his face. He was bleeding. Fragments of bombs and explosions had pierced the skin of his belly where he was clutching onto right now.

But he had put an end in this. He did it on his own, and he had barely made it out alive. But he had put an end in this. Marley no longer had its precious Researching Facility. And those brilliant scientists, and the head of the researchers Dr. Malcolm L/n was slain on the spot. All guards and staff and scientists of the facility were slain by his own hands. He had seen those cells. Those test subjects that begged to be slain and have their miserable lives ended. He had even caught sight of two cribs, laying there abandoned. Those people were experimenting on infants? Disgusting. It was funny to see that that particular building had the feature to self-destruct if discovered by someone so that whatever they had discovered wouldn’t fall to enemy hands.

Levi didn’t give a single fuck about whatever the hell they had come up with their precious little sick experiments. He burned down the entire place and no one would ever know how it had happened. Marley no longer had its precious Enhanced soldiers. He had slaughtered them all. He had only saved one thing from that place. It was a black leathered folder with a picture of her on the first page within. He had fumbled through its contents briefly. It was indeed everything that bastard -her uncle- had done to her.

Levi was planning to give this to Hange to help her how to figure out to bring her back. But he had lost way too much blood. Levi landed down on the floor. He pulled out that folder and placed it on the floor beside him. He coloured the white marble floor with his blood as his cheek pressed down on it and he finally allowed the exhaustion to wash over him. Levi sighed heavily and his eyes fluttered closed. He wasn’t going to die. He just knew it. He just needed rest. He just needed his wounds to be tended to. But he couldn’t reach the infirmary at this state. He had barely made it back to the HQ all the way from Marley.

“Captain!”

That was Sasha’s voice. Thank God, that girl would sneak out in 3 fucking am to head for the kitchen and stuff her face with whatever she could find. She rushed towards him.

“You’ve been missing for a day, sir! We were so worried!” Sasha leaned down and she grabbed his arm. Levi grunted as he urged himself to stand on his feet with Sasha’s help. She settled his arm around her shoulders and she started dragging him towards the infirmary.

“Take this folder… with us,” Levi said. He struggled slightly, but he could handle it. Sasha leaned down and picked the leather black folder before she continued dragging him with her.

“What happened?! Where have you been?! SIR, YOU’RE BLEEDING!” Sasha cried out worriedly as she too struggled to drag her heavy Captain with her.

“Tch… I’m aware of that, brat. I’ll answer your questions later,” Levi gritted his teeth and hissed in pain. “Is Hange awake?”

“Knowing her, she definitely is, sir!”

And she was. Both Hange and Moblit were in the lab when Sasha rushed in and slammed the door open. Sasha was in her gown which meant she was supposed to be asleep. It was 3 am. The two of them weren’t planning to fall asleep. They had much research to do on Y/n’s blood samples and just one day wasn’t enough. Everybody had noticed Levi missing. Erwin had sent a squad out to look for him, but they had come empty-handed. Erwin had a feeling he knew where his friend had disappeared to for an entire day. He wouldn’t blame him.

“WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!”

“Hange, sweetheart, please calm down, we need to stop the bleeding-”

“SHUT UP, MOBBY!” Hange grabbed Levi by the shirt. The poor man was lying down on the rough surface of the lab counter, and Moblit was pulling out the fragments from Levi’s stomach. Levi was too focused on the pain to care about Hange’s lecture. “Do you have the slightest idea of what you have done?! If Marley finds out Eldians attacked a top secret Marleyan Military Base, we’re screwed!”

“He was just one person, and whoever saw him is most probably dead by now,” Moblit tried to reason. “Besides, that base was a top secret one due to the human experimentation conducted into it. No one would’ve known about its existence unless for the higher ups so there’s no way word will go out,”

Hange sighed heavily as she let Levi back down in place and she grabbed the syringe with the Resurrection Serum – an idea of hers, still experimental but working great till now – injecting Levi on a spot nearby his elbow. The liquid passed through the entirety of his body, closing all wounds, and replacing all tissue. Sasha let out a large sigh of relief and her shoulders relaxed. Her Captain was going to be alright.

“Where is she?” Levi asked. He grunted as he tried to stand up but both Hange’s and Moblit’s hands found his shoulders ready to push him back down on the counter. “Is she still in her room? I need to see her-”

“We took her to her family,” Hange said and Levi’s eyes widened.

“What?!” He growled and he was the one tugging Hange by the shirt. “Her uncle was the one who conducted those experiments on her!”

“Dr. Malcom L/n was a rogue,” Hange grabbed Levi’s arms tugging them off her shirt. “The Marleyan Military offered them money and he was the only L/n who was willing to work for them,” Hange took the black leather folder that Levi had brought from that base, and she started fumbling through the pages. “Or at least that’s what intel tells us, and we’ve no reason not to believe it since Erwin’s been working with the L/n(s) quite closely,”

“Any clues on Eren’s whereabouts?” Levi asked as he allowed himself to lie back down on the counter.

“No. Nothing yet,” Moblit sighed heavily. “Good thing the Commander doesn’t need the Founder to put an end to this conflict-”

“AAH DAMMIT!”

“What is it, Section Commander?!” Sasha rushed to her side, peeking on the folder that Hange had spread on the other lab counter.

Hange shut the folder and she turned at the other three who were staring at her with surprise. “We need to get this damn folder to the damn Burgesses RIGHT NOW!”

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They wouldn’t have been able to bring her back if Levi hadn’t obtained that folder. They needed to know exactly what kind of chemicals they had stabbed into her body, and they needed to know exactly what they had done to her. And it was all written there, on the folder with that repulsive ‘Subject #7305’ writing on the front, and a photograph of her on the first page.

Hange and Moblit had helped that large family of scientists all they could but they were mostly learning than actually helping. They learned so many new things. It was still exciting nonetheless.

It took days. Almost a week. Levi visited the L/n Estate every single day to ask about the progress that they were making, and here he was now heading there once more. It was the tenth day, and his brats had agreed to come with him. Even Armin refused a meeting with Erwin and all other Commanding Officers and he set off with his Captain and his friends to see her. They said that it’d take ten days to regain her memories. It’d take ten days for her to regain back her normal eye colour, her hair colour, the natural nails. They said that there were some things that they wouldn’t be able to change about her like her unnatural strength, but… it’d be her.

He was going to see her today. His sweet Y/n. After three whole years. Levi had no idea how to thank those people. Well, it was a relative who made her a devil, but it would still be a relative who was going to bring his little angel back.

Levi reached the L/n Estate before his brats did. Hange and Moblit were already there, and they seemed excited as they led him to her room. Hange and Moblit kept talking to Levi excitedly about how they had managed to bring back her memories. It was something about stimulating certain neurons in the brain with absolutely harmless procedures and Levi just hummed and nodded because he had no idea what they were talking about.

Being in the L/n Estate always felt like he didn’t belong there. All the people there were just so genius and brilliant and their titles greatly surpassed his own, so it always felt uncomfortable being there. Levi always felt like an utter idiot around those people, his wife’s family. But he had a feeling, these people made everyone feel like this when being around them. Y/n had that thing into her too. She just always clouded over everyone and everything with her intelligence.

“…I tried to cut off her hair. Not sure if I did a good job, but honestly, long and (h/c) doesn’t suit her, we can all agree on that…” Hange continued her long monologue until they reached in front of the door. “Alright, we’ll leave you two alone,” Hange snickered as they walked in her room. Y/n was right there, lying down on what looked like a hospital bed. Countless of beeping machines were all around her that Levi had never seen before. They were probably the technology that the world hadn’t yet set eyes upon. The technology that her family had discovered and kept hidden.

“It’s best if she sees you when she wakes up,” Moblit said.

Levi nodded as he watched the couple exit the room, but he stopped them halfway the door. These two had looked for her, and helped bring her back, and put lots of effort into finding her. Not just that. They were there for him in all the three hellish years. Hange and Moblit had treated Y/n like their own little sister, and Levi would forever be grateful. He realised, he hadn’t thanked them at all those last three years.

“Oi, Hange, Moblit,” He drew their attention and the couple turned and looked at him. “Thank you… both,”

A small smile spread on Moblit’s lips and Hange’s smile almost reached her ears. “That’s what friends are for, am I right?” Hange grinned and Levi found himself smiling wider than he had ever smiled those past three years.

“Right,”

The couple left the room and closed the door behind. Levi turned and looked at her and he just found his eyes widening. It was really her. It was really his Y/n. Her nails, short, and circular and normal. Her hair, short and (h/c) and messy as they had always been. She was in a white baggy gown with sleeves that reached her elbows and the white blankets kept her warm. Oh God- it was really her. His gorgeous little angel dressed and covered in white. She had regained some of her colour. She wasn’t as pale as she had previously been. The bruises on her arms had disappeared. The cuts and scars had started to fade.

Levi approached her, helplessly. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to lie beside her and pull her in his arms. He wanted to feel her fingers gently caressing his scalp. He wanted to hear her sweet giggle. Her laughter. Her lips on his own. Her taste, not being masked by nicotine. He had stopped drinking. It took him some time to get used to life without alcohol, but he didn’t have any reasons to drink anymore. She was there, and his mind could finally know peace without alcohol.

Levi sat down on that chair, settled beside her. His arm reached for her own. It was lying on top of her bedsheets. Her hand was warm, and her fingers were soft. He took them in his own. His thumb rubbed gentle circles on the back of her hand. He waited for her. He’d wait forever for her. He’d wait for a thousand lifetimes and a thousand more.

He closed his eyes and he sighed in utter relief. A small smile spread on his lips as he held her hand, and his heart skipped a beat when her fingers finally gave his own a gentle squeeze.

“Levi?”

His eyes snapped open at the sound of her voice, and he looked up at her. He met those eyes. Those bright blue eyes that he had so helplessly fallen in love with. And he stared at her, and he recognised the pain in her eyes, and it worried him. She inhaled sharply.

She shut her eyes and pressed her head back on her pillow. Her fingers clenched painfully tight around his own as if she wanted to make sure he’d stay there. As if he was going to disappear any moment. “No… you’re not here… you’re just in my head… you can’t be here-”

“I’m here,” Levi stood up from his chair and lied beside her on the bed almost hastily. His hand found her face. His thumb found her cheek and she shuddered. “I’m right here,”

She kept her eyes closed, as if she knew that when she’d open them, he’d be gone. But a firm arm slipped around her and urged her body to face his own. His thumb ran gently across her cheek and his eyes sought for her own. She still had her eyes closed, keeping the tears back. He pressed his forehead against her own.

“Y/n…” He pressed a kiss on her forehead. “…open your eyes, my sweet. I’m not going anywhere,”

She kept her eyes shut for a few more seconds. This couldn’t be real. This couldn’t be happening. It had been three years. She had spent every single night imagining him there, beside her like this with his thumb on her cheek and his forehead against her own. And every single time, she’d open her eyes and he wasn’t there. She didn’t want this time to end up like all the rest. She didn’t want to open her eyes and find that he was missing. And find that it was all just her imagination. That it was all just a little dream that never happened.

She sucked in a deep breath and she finally opened her eyes and her tears were finally released to roll down her cheeks, countless and warm and salty. But he was there. Unlike any other time, he was there. He was right there, and his own eyes shined with tears. His arm was indeed around her. His other arm was indeed cupping her cheek. Those silver eyes that she had so much missed were staring back at her own with that adoration that she had always made sure to commit to memory.

There was a little bit of sorrow in those eyes too. A little bit of relief as well. A little bit of gratitude that his Y/n was there, finally in his arms after three years of looking for her. Three years of crushing onto the walls of his office and pulling his hair out. Three years of passing out -in a drunken haze that he despised- from the exhaustion onto the floor or his desk, but never once on his bed because she wasn’t there and a peaceful sleep was never one to come to him. No. A peaceful mind was never one he could have, because he’d spent his nights, contemplating on whether his beloved Nathalie was alive. He’d spent hours stare at her precious books, her ring, that he was going to push up her finger once more any moment now.

She wept. “You’re… you’re…” Her hand reached for his face. Her fingers shook as she hesitated to cup his cheek. She was still afraid that he was going to disappear. She was terrified that this was all just some helpless, hopeless dream that her mind had come up with to help her cope with the hell that she was trapped in.

Levi leaned closer, bringing his face to her hand and she only wept just a little more. Her cold fingers shakily traced on his cheek as she finally touched him and tried to believe what was happening. He really wasthere. He really was holding her. He wasn’t going to disappear. He took her hand in his own and supported it on his cheek. Her thumb brushed away that silent tear that rolled down his own cheek and a giggle erupted from her throat when he turned his head and kissed the palm of her hand.

His lips were dry, but soft and warm. His fingers were warm around her own. “I’m here, my Y/n, my love, my sweet,” He pressed his forehead against her own, and wiped her tears with his rough thumb. “I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere,” It felt like he had to repeat it. He had to let her now that he was there now, and that she was safe because of that.

Her arms slipped around him right away and she buried her face in his neck. Finally. Finally, she was holding onto something and she didn’t have to imagine that something to be him, because it really was him. Her husband was there. Her beloved was there. He was alive. He hadn’t died in some battlefield. He hadn’t submitted to death because of her. He was holding her. Levi held her tight. Fingers found her hair and tangled into them and he buried his face there, wetting her (h/c) hair with his own tears whilst she wetted his shirt. She clutched onto him so tight. She wept and cried against his chest, creating a damp mess on his shirt and she shut her eyes.

It was over. Her nightmare was over. He had her. He had found her. He had saved her. He had brought her back from the depths of hell where she resided in for all these months. She felt that safety, and this reassurance, and that comfort that his arms around her always brought her. She was never going to be tied down again. No one was going to use her body whilst she’d beg them not to. She was never going to be experimented on or sent to fight wars she barely knew whether she’d come back from. She was never going to dive right into her suicide attempts. She was never going to wish she had died, because now he had her, and he was there and he was holding her so tight.

She had lost her all. Her pride, her dignity, herself, her humanity. She had been nothing but a monstrous little creature created for war and nothing more. It was all just a defence mechanism. She wouldn’t have survived if she hadn’t become as inhumane and as ruthless as them. She’d kill and torture simply for the hell of it because it was exactly what they wanted her to do. If she didn’t do what they wanted her to do, they’d drag her back into those labs, and she’d go through that hellall over again.

“I’ve been in hell, Levi… I’ve been in hell,” Her body shook in his arms. Her voice cracked as she wept and clutched onto him just a little tighter. She buried her face in his neck just a little deeper, and drew in his familiar scent and she sighed shakily. It soothed her.

“I know, baby, I know, I’m so sorry,” He breathed shakily against her hair as he shut his eyes. Regretful tears ran down his cheeks. “It took me so fucking long to find you, I’m so sorry, baby, I’m so sorry…” Levi repeated it. He repeated it several other times trying to find a number of times that would make it sound enough. But whatever he’d say, and no matter how many times he was going to apologise, an apology wasn’t enough.

“No…” She cut him. “…it wasn’t your fault-”

“It was…” Levi pulled back and he cupped her face and he wiped her tears right away. “…I failed to protect you…”

His thumb ran across her cheek and he looked at those bright blue shiny eyes. He smoothed her hair away from her face. She was so precious to him, and they had tried to destroy everything precious about her. It didn’t matter now. He had killed them all. He had slaughtered them all like animals, because the only man who had claimed her and should be alive was him and him alone.

“…it won’t ever happen again. I won’t let you out of my sight ever again,”

“Yes, yes, please, don’t you ever,” She sniffled. She buried her nose in his cheek and she shut her eyes, trying to believe that she was finally there, with her beloved. She didn’t care how possessive he was going to be now. She didn’t care how much of her freedom he was going to steal this time. Her fingers found his hair and he shuddered as they delicately brushed beneath his undercut. “I just want to be near you. I just need you withme,” That’s all that she wanted now. Nothing else.

“You will be near me for now and always, ya hear me?” He kissed her tears away. His lips found her cheeks, her nose, her lips, her cheekbones, her chin. She melted with every single kiss. “I love you so much. I thought I had lost you. I thought I had lost my precious little girl whom I have loved so much,”

She cupped his face pulling him back slightly. Their eyes met once more. “Kiss me, Levi…” His heart fluttered. She looked down on his pale brown lips that she hadn’t tasted at all for so long. “…kiss me,”

She didn’t have to say a word further. He launched right in. He caught those perfect pink lips in his own that were no longer cold and pale. And her taste was right there, as exquisite as it had always been. There was no smell of smoke and nicotine. There was nothing. Just her. It was exactly as he wanted it. His Y/n was back. His Y/n was right there in his arms, melting in their kiss just like she had always done. Her tongue submitted to him, just like it always did. Beautiful.

He tried to kiss her softly, but he failed. He couldn’t help it. He had missed her so much. He could taste the salty tears on her lips, they merged with her sweet taste and it was intoxicating. He was never going to leave her side ever again. No one was going to touch her ever again. He wouldn’t allow it. He wouldn’t allow a single scratch on her perfect white skin. He didn’t prolong the kiss though. He didn’t know to what extent she could handle being touched by a man after everything she’d been through.

Levi pulled back and she buried her face in his neck. He held her tight as she wept and cried out those terrors for just a little longer. “It’s over now. I’ve got you, my darling, my sweet, my baby,” He mumbled against her hair as he pressed kisses on top of the messy brown locks.

“Don’t ever leave me… don’t ever leave me… Levi, please, don’t you dare-”

“Never,” He promised her as he kissed her temples, her forehead, her cheeks, her nose. His fingers clenched in her hair as he brought her closer to him. “Never, never, never…”

She sighed in relief and revelled in his warmth. In that comfort, that safety that she had so much missed. She hadn’t realised how terrified she had been every single day for those three years. She hadn’t realised how frightened she was until now, that he held her, and reminded her just how being safe really felt like. Y/n sighed again and her tears finally dried off.

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bloodfcst-a · 5 years ago

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@chhenleng said: 7 & 14 ! questions for mun.

7. Who was the very first muse you ever wrote?

I think it was Rikku? I was like hardly in middle school writing on forums. I used to be on EoFF and also jumped on the making proboards trend. However, she didn’t really stick. I let other people decide the muse for me + honestly everything felt really inauthentic. I was also like, 10 or 11 at the time, so y’know. I also remember starting Eiko Carol like shortly after, and she had like a school badge and everything... this was on LiveJournal though. She also didn’t stay very long, but that’s mainly because I had just started going back to school ( I’d been homeschooled for two years ) and it was hard for me to keep up with schoolwork. I eventually explored a few other muses ( Zidane Tribal, Rubedo from Xenosaga, Maximillion Pegasus, Selphie Tilmitt, Fujin from VIII ), all during 8th and 9th grade. Then I stopped again until I got roped to join Tumblr with Yuffie. And then... as they say, the rest is history.

14. What are five of your favorite ships? (in the rp community or otherwise)

Winter just wants me to be roasted. Okay then.

If I’m being completely honest, I’ve been roaming in otome land for like the last year & now I read a lot of OC or reader fic ahaha. But! Outside of me trying to fulfill my needs for hugs.......

drumroll please...

okay thank gawd this doesn’t say top 5 bc I would struggle lmao. My default things would say “ character x happiness ” but I recognize that’s like cheating the system so u know.... I’ll be for realsies.

Rufus & any of his Turks. Tseng is an obvious one, but I’ve seen a lot of good fic with Reno and Rude too, so I don’t want them to be excluded.

Wrightworth. I enjoy Phoenix & Maya’s partnership but Miles has been there from the beginning & they each play a role in each other’s redemption arcs. They’re always together anyway.

Joseph Joestar & Caesar Zeppeli. Easily.

Snow Villiers & Serah Farron. Snow and Fang are also a cool power couple but honestly, he can’t handle her. So I’ll go back to Snow & Serah.

Soriku. I don’t read any fic, but like honestly the ending of KH3 was just Sokai forced in there and while I am happy for Kairi to like be remembered in canon and that she for like literally four whole seconds got to be not damsel in distress.... ( bc she did again!!! damn!! chronic Princess Peach syndrome out here!! ), like.... y’all I felt robbed.

While I’m here can we talk about my five not-predator curated ships for Yufi tho?

Rufus & Yufi. I just want the heir to the throne ship. ghiofghdf okay but honestly I could go into this for ages and they just. mesh well. Thank you Square for going all in on my content kthx.

Reno & Yufi. Very much the “we messed around for a summer and it meant nothing so we still have a solid friendship, but it was fun while it lasted” kind of dynamic. Definitely the ��wyd?” kinda dynamic. Both of them are married to their careers, have no time to commit to other people, so like... you know. Bet.

Leon & Yufi. I love their partnership in KH, it’s so good. With the Twilight Town crew and the Ice Cream gang, I think they get overshadowed nowadays. But they were the true MVP.

I don’t know how I almost forgot Tseng & Yufi. But OH MY GAWD. Look. I have a lot of feelings on this. I am excited to see lately the depictions of Tseng disconnected from his Wutai roots, because I am weak for all iterations of that man, but like honestly I think some of the most enjoyable writing I’ve had here on Tumblr has come from writing this ship.

Wild card! I’d be remiss to not include @flamereign ! I feel like people just see Lea and Yufi as these high energy characters and kinda forget about their tragic backstories. I’m glad that KH3 for one let us see how hot Lea is in updated graphics, but also it really touched on that there are some sore spots & that he’s tender-hearted for those he cares about & he’s still working through his own trauma. Even in a completely safe universe, per say, he’d still have his own healing to work on full time.... so. Also Enya is a true peach and I adore her, so. Thank you for sticking with me through everything.

Bonus! I want to include @garrotejima too. I just think Majima and Yufi have something special, and I love that Dean goes along with any verse and any dumb idea I have. I can say a lot about Majima & I’m biased because... I love him, but like... I just really enjoy how he can kind of see through Yufi’s bullshit and can support her, and I also love that Yufi loves him and all of his antics, not in spite of them or as an exception or anything like that. Whether he’s roughed up from a fight or in the thrill of the battle or in thigh highs or just being silly with baseball, Yufi’s like... so soft for him. It’s fun to write Yufi having tender moments with someone and Majima just... allows her to feel comfortable being vulnerable & it’s so good. It’s so good. I love them. I also love Dean, too. Haven’t bragged about them in a while, it was time I hit the quota!

This was so long i’m so sorry foihgodfg.

#chhenleng #♝ answer.#long post /

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