#Carnatic UK

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Sita Rama Kalyanam in Bhajan Sampradayam, Coventry

Schedule is below 1) 10.00 – Ganapathi puja 2) 11.00 – Unchavriti with Thodaya Mangalam  3) 11.30 – Guru Dhyaanam 4) 12.00 – Deepa Pradakshinam (Divyanaamam) 5) 13.45 – Bharatanatyan performance 6) 2.00 – Kotnotsavam or Muthu Kuthal with Rokkili/Ural 7) 3.15 – Yajman sankalpam 8) 3.30 – Sita Rama Kalyana Vaibhavam 9) 3.55 – Nalangu 10) 4.15- Anjaneyar Dhyaanam 11) 4.20 – Mangala Arthi 12)…

[chokrihizem]

Creating new carnations from cuttings is a simple and affordable way to revive old plants. By adopting this technique, you can easily refresh your garden with lively, fresh carnation plants, guaranteeing ongoing beauty and wellness in your outdoor areas!

How To Propagate Carnations From Cuttings

[circleheadd]

25% OFF SALE FROM DEC 1ST TO DEC 8TH 2024!

Hi everyone!!! I'm moving house soon and trying to get rid of as much stuff as possible and also make a bit of extra pocket money, soI'm having a sale! Everything in my shop is 25% off, except for my brand new limited edition Cagney Carnation Desk Mats (there are only 3 in total!!!). Plus shipping has been halved for International Customers, and UK Customers get free shipping! Not only that, on orders over £10 you get 3 free random stickers, and orders over £40 you get a free A4 Print AND 3 free stickers!!! SO MANY THINGS!!! It would mean so so much to me if you could have a look and see if there's anything you fancy, or reblog this or share it with people you know who may be interested too! After this sale I will be closing my shop for the foreseeable future. I do have intentions to reopen at some point, but I have a lot of stuff going on that I need to wrangle first. So until then, this is your last chance to get some of my silly art to take home with you!

Thanks, see you round!!! Circleshopp

[planet-gay-comic]

Make Love not War

Historical Peace Movements and the Ongoing Relevance of War and Peace Since antiquity, philosophers and state leaders have grappled with the concepts of war and peace. Early on, thinkers like Plato and Aristotle recognized the destruction that wars can bring and advocated for peace as the ideal state for humanity. In the Middle Ages, the Church played a significant role in promoting ideas of peace, including through the 'Peace of God movement', which aimed to minimize wars among Christians.

The modern era saw the emergence of organized peace movements, particularly in the 19th century, when societies such as the American Peace Society and the British Peace Society were founded. These organizations advocated for the peaceful resolution of international disputes and laid the groundwork for later international cooperation to prevent conflicts.

The 1960s: A Turning Point The 1960s marked a high point of peace movements, driven by the shadow of the Cold War and the fear of nuclear annihilation. In the UK, this led to the founding of the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament (CND) in 1958, whose peace symbol became a global sign of resistance against war. In the USA, the Vietnam War mobilized wide sections of the population, especially young people and students, who through organizations like Students for a Democratic Society (SDS) and others, initiated massive protests and demonstrations against the war.

The Carnation Revolution: A Peaceful Overturn A prominent example of a successful and predominantly peaceful revolution is the Portuguese Carnation Revolution of 1974. This revolution not only ended nearly five decades of dictatorship in Portugal but also inspired movements worldwide that saw changes could be achieved through nonviolent means. The soldiers who carried carnations in their gun barrels became a lasting symbol of peaceful change and demonstrated that the military can play a constructive role in promoting democracy and human rights.

Current Situation: War and Peace in the 21st Century Today, at a time when conflicts are increasing in many parts of the world, the issue of war and peace remains of crucial importance. Regional conflicts, the risk of escalation of violence, and the humanitarian crises caused by wars call on us to learn from history and strengthen active peace efforts. The lessons from movements like the Carnation Revolution and the protests of the 1960s show that societal and international pressure can be crucial in bringing about political changes and securing peace in the long term.

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[omegaremix]

Finds For 2013.

Killing Joke “Rapture”

Melvins, The “In The Freaktose The Bugs Are Dying”

Unsane “No Chance”

Dead Banana Ladies “1234”

Excepter “Kill People”

Death Grips “Guillotine”

Crystal Castles “Alice Practice”

Joy Division “Interzone”

How To Destroy Angels “The Loop Closes”

Z’ev “Shake, Rattle, And Roll”

Mika Miko “Capricoronations”

IAMX “I Am Terrified” (Alec Empire RMX)

Cold Cave “Confetti”

CX Kidtronik “Sky Is My Roof”

My Bloody Valentine “Who Sees You”

Killing Joke “Mass”

Captain Sensible & The Softies “Jet Boy Jet Girl”

Siouxie Sioux & The Banshees “Dear Prudence”

No Age “Every Artist Needs A Tragedy”

Ice “Flood”

Donny McCaslin “Alpha & Omega”

Death Grips “Takyon”

Fall, The “Mollusc In Tyrol” (live)

CX Kidtronik “Let’s Go Krazy” (Atari Teenage Riot RMX)

Sonic Youth “Tuck N’ Dar”

Slowdive “Catch The Breeze”

IO Echo “Carnation”

Prurient “There Are Still Secrets”

Tying Tiffany “Slow Motion” (Nic Endo RMX)

Head Of David “Newly Shaven Saint”

James Chance & The Contortionists “Bedroom Athelete”

Terawrizt “Don’t Forget”

Cut Hands “Black Mamba”

Alec Empire “New Man”

Mogwai “Letters To The Metro” (Zombi RMX)

Killing Joke Extremities, Dirt, And Various Repressed Emotions

Nujabes “Latitude” (RMX)

Laura Nyro “Buy And Sell”

Cut Hands “Stabbers Conspiracy”

Guitar Wolf “Jet Virus”

NxFxTxEx “Tanz Der Idioten”

Smiths, The “How Soon Is Now”

Damned, The “1 Of The 2”

Killing Joke “Jana” (Youth RMX)

Glass Candy “Warm In The Winter”

Bug, The “Catch A Fire”

Shonen Knife “When You Sleep”

Dot Allison “I Think I Love You”

Dead Boys, The “Sonic Reducer”

Christoph De Babalon “Traumspiel”

Consumer Electronics “Hand To Mouth (Barely Visible)”

Ramleh “Gibbering Wreck”

Les Ralizes Denudes “Dream” (live)

Skullflower “Diamond Bullet”

Tre Lux “Lever Let Me Down Again”

Ash Pool “Sin Of Life”

Laughing Hyenas “I Want You Right Now” (live)

Dead Banana Ladies “Girls Gone Wild”

Urbie Green “Mertensia”

This Will Destroy You “Little Smoke”

Prince Rama “Welcome To The Now Age”

Bug, The “Skeng”

NxFxTxEx “Some Stuff”

Killing Joke “Democracy”

Raveonettes, The “Ali Walk With Me” (Nic Endo RMX)

Bomb Squad “Riot Riot”

Sonic Youth “Santa Doesn’t Cop Out On Dope”

Merzbow “Silent Night”

Some Girls “He’s On Drugs Again”

Silver Daggers “Real Neat Flag”

Crystal Castles “Pap Smear”

Jesu “Christmas”

Atari Teenage Riot “Collapse Of History”

Avengers, The “We Are The One”

Babes In Toyland “Laugh My Head Off”

Gigi Masin “Clouds”

Small Black “Despicable Dogs” (Washed Out RMX)

Suicide “I Remember”

Black Tambourine “Black Car”

Martin Rev “Mari”

Nite Jewel “We Want Our Things”

Brothertiger “Turquoise (Skyline)”

Sea Oleena “Orion’s Eyes”

Chromatics “Tick Of The Clock”

New Bomb Turks “Dragstrip Riot”

Savages “Husbands”

Cold Cave “Oceans With No End”

125, Rue Monmartre “Revolter”

Wipers, The “Last Chance”

Crass “Shaved Women”

Depeche Mode “Soothe My Soul”

Fall, The “Victrola Time”

FFH “Worth Doing”

Phil Western “Bleak Night”

Gary Low “I Want You”

Babes In Toyland “Oh Yeah”

Heavens To Betsy “Get Out Of My Head”

Huggy Bear “February 14”

John Frusciante “The Real (Curtains)”

Suicide “See You Around”

Joy Division “Love Will Tear Us Apart”

Lapalux “Guuurl”

Les Rallizes Denudes “Reapers Of The Night” (live)

Mike Simonetti “Third Of The Storms”

Nitzer Ebb “Getting Closer”

Phil Western “Citrus Dream”

Savages “Flying To Berlin”

Farah “Gay Boy”

Bedflowers, The “My Ex-Lovers’ Address”

STRFCKR “Quality Time”

Alan Vega “Jukebox Babe”

John Frusicante “Remains”

Babes In Toyland “Bruise Violet”

Subhumans UK “The Day The Country Died”

Bratmobile “Shut Your Mouth”

Suicide “Cheree”

Telepathe “I Can’t Stand It”

Ceremony “Old”

Devotchkas, The “Live Fast Die Young”

Heavens To Betsy “Waitress Hell”

Bedflowers, The “In Love With 25 People”

Glass Candy “Digital Versicolor”

Computer Magic “Running”

Toll “Radio Moscow”

Twisted Wires “One Night At The Raw Deal”

Washed Out “Within And Without”

Golden Filter, The “Hide Me”

Desire “Mirror Mirror”

125, Rue Monmartre “Disco Hijack”

Boards Of Canada Tomorrow’s Harvest

Glass Candy “Redheads Feel More Pain”

Lee Ranaldo “The Bridge”

Mark Pritchard “Duppies”

Slowdive “Morningrise”

Primal Scream “City Slang”

Beach Fossils “Youth”

Classixx “All You’re Waiting For”

Dornik “Something About You”

Nine Inch Nails “Came Back Haunted”

Belle Game, The “River”

Com Truise In Decay

Fuck Buttons “The Red Wing”

Preatures, The “Is This How You Feel”

Drums, The “Money”

Gold Panda “You”

M.I.A. “Bring The Noize”

Mike Simonetti “The Magician”

Chvrches “Gun”

Disclosure “When A Fire Starts To Burn”

Ramallah Underground “Amputate (With The Unpeople)”

Appaloosa “Intimate”

Bibio “You”

Chvrches “Recover”

Killing Joke MMXII

Cigarettes, The “You Were So Young”

Cabaret Voltaire “Yashar”

A’Simetric “Refusal”

Big Business “Another Fourth Of July…Ruined”

Brought Low, The “The Kelly Rose”

Cabaret Voltaire “Sensoria (Razormaid)”

Sunburst “Mysterious Vibes”

Death Spiritual Mental Physical

S.M. Nurse “No Pop”

Dick Hyman “Give It Up Or Turn It Loose”

Minnie Riperton “Les Fleurs”

Anti-Nowhere League “For You”

Chick Carlton & Mesmeriah “One More Time With Feeling”

Death For The Whole World To See

Flora Purim “Angels”

Mantronix “Needle To The Groove”

Manzel “Midnight Theme”

Frank Ricotti “Vibes”

Giorgio Moroder “Midnight Express”

James Mason “I Want Your Love”

Killing Joke “Love Like Blood”

Francis Monkman “Getting Ready”

Mantronix “Bassline”

Blackbyrds, The “Love Is Love”

Herbie Hancock “Butterfly”

Merzbow “Action For Green 2”

Muslimgauze “Zion Under Islamic  Law”

Stars And Bars “Stars And Bars”

Tarika Blue “Dreamflower”

GG Allin & The Unseen “Murder For The Mission”

Big Barney “Whole Damn Thing, The”

Christoph De Babalon “Marble Stairs”

Akitsa “Redemption”

Jonwayne “404 Garbage”

Public Image Ltd. “Theme”

Silent Servant “Utopian Disaster (End)”

Tech Level 2 “Hard Times” (dub)

Nine Inch Nails “All Time Low”

Four Tet “Jupiters”

Death Grips “Feels Like A Wheel”

AIDS Wolf “Cities Of Glass”

Peanut Butter Wolf “Dopestyle”

Whitehouse “Guru”

Alberich “Open Warfare”

Akitsa “Prophetie Heretique”

Ostara “Darkness Over Eden”

Elliott Smith “Twilight”

Chvrches “Lies”

M.I.A. “Only 1 U”

Oneohtrix Point Never “Problem Areas”

Bathory “Reaper”

Death Grips “This Is Violence Now (Don’t Get Me Wrong)”

Crash Course In Science “Cardboard Lamb”

AIDS Wolf “Like PSHTS Of Aerosol”

My Bloody Valentine “Only Shallow”

Pale Sketcher “Show Me How”

Wild Nothing “Data World”

Marine Girls “In Love / Honey”

Gleitzeit “Ich Kommew Aus Der DDR”

Phil Western “We Have Come To Bless This House”

Evian Christ “Salt Carousel”

Boards of Canada “Nothing Is Real”

Chvrches “Now Is Not The Time”

Nancy Wilson “I’m In Love”

Ron Morelli “Radar Version”

Public Image Ltd. “Fodderstompf”

[valthepoetess]

Present OC: ⛤Saturna Cloudford⛤

Yea, its Poetess again!

As you may already know... Saturna Cloudford, aka "Poetess" is a First Lieutenant and an elite paramedic leader in the UK Armed Forces. 💉⚔️

More about her:

Age: 28 years old

Height: 5'9" (1.75 m)

Hair: Short, wavy, and black (always rebellious)

Birthplace: Queens, New York, USA

Date of Birth: 03/22/1996

Truly patriotic.

She has a "little" thing for weed. (She says she only smokes to relax, but... do you really believe that?)

Main tattoo: A small carnation on her chest (🏵).

She’s a rockstar-hippie—what did you expect?

Always finds time to perfect that star design on her eyes—it’s her signature look now.

Music is her oxygen. Someone, please take away her mini speaker already!

And last but not least... She could wear 30 rings on one hand without a problem. She’s a jewelry maximalist.

Although it might not seem like it, Poetess has an impressive record: she has saved hundreds of lives throughout her military career. But today, I’m introducing her in a more relaxed way—showing her as someone more down-to-earth, more human.

Saturna is agile and clever, flirty and fun, VERY STUBBORN and COMPETITIVE, with a sarcastic sense of humor and a carefree attitude.

XOXO, I hope you like her! 💞

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[canmom]

<stream> end of NieRRein

So. There's a NieR gacha. I've talked about it now and again on here.

In contrast to other games in the NieR series, which were in narrative structure reasonably traditional action-RPGs, following a small group of characters... NieR: Re[in]carnation is something a bit more like an anthology of short stories, all eventually tied together in an elaborate frame.

Over the course of the story, you are led to explore a vast collection of memories inside something called the Cage, a huge Ico-like stone structure full of gorgeous, moody environments...

...intermittently diving into the most dramatic moments of an impressively varied collection of characters, each portrayed in a cutout theatre style. They're a diverse bunch! Robot cowboys. Mountain climbers. AIs both kind and ruthless. Dark wizard yuri. Arabian Nights pastiche. Chuuni soldier boys. Elegant assassins, living weapons, disposable clones. Some are fantasy, some science fiction; some weave together and others sit apart.

And as you play further, you can unlock further stories, in various forms. All sorts of illustrations, all sorts of prose. The framing stories - the story of the girl Fio and the monster Levania who stole her body, the story of the violently estranged siblings Yuzuki and Hina, the story of the mysterious nature of the Cage, of its collapse, and the desperate bid to escape - all are very rich. The final chapters, where the characters are all finally brought together, are fantastic.

Not to mention - everything is voice acted, and generally very well (in Japanese at any rate, the English is more of a mixed bag). All is accompanied by a huge amount of gorgeous music by Keiichi Okabe et al., wrapping you in that mysterious, layered atmosphere. The UI design is magnificent. On an aesthetic level at least, there is a great deal to recommend here.

However.

As a game, NieR Reincarnation sadly left a lot to be desired. The gameplay is intensely repetitive, the strategy more to do with unlocking the right characters and grinding to level them up. Understandably, a lot of people bounced off it.

And now it's coming to an end.

In just a couple of days, the final chapter of NieR Reincarnation will be released. A month later, the game servers will be shut down for good! Perhaps, years in the future, they will release some kind of remake - but we can't count on it.

But don't imagine you can just jump in and experience it all right now. A great deal of material - the Dark Memories, the Recollections of Dusk - is gated behind a considerable investment of time and a strong team. There's a lot of events you'll simply have missed.

However... I have, perhaps unwisely, sunk the time into unlocking most of what can be unlocked in this game. I think it would be a shame not to get to experience them, and I love getting to share NieR games. These stories take some wild turns, and I think it would be a blast to watch together.

So here's the plan! Starting this weekend, and going on for as long as necessary over the next week, I'll be streaming the entire story of NieR Reincarnation on my twitch. Main story, character stories, EX stories: the whole lot, arranged for narrative flow. All the fun spicy parts and none of the grind, and you get to enjoy it with friends.

If you've been here for previous NieR game streams... well, I hope you had as great a time as I did. I fucking love NieR. For the other games, I would dig into the side material, read out fan translations of the stories, and do everything I can to give you the complete experience of the game. Here, there's not so much in the way of side material, but the game contains a lot on its own - and I want to share it all, the gut-punch parts and the goofy ones alike, because it all adds up.

Think of it kinda like an Animation Night if you want! An anthology series to enjoy together, just like the Animator Expo.

The first stream will begin on Saturday, 6pm UK time. I'll be making recordings and writing a guide to the story of the game too - but there's something special about watching something together, so I'd really love to see you there ^^

[jokeroutsubs]

Joker Out in Tvornica Kulture - Jokeroutmania

On Friday, the first of two sold out concerts of the Slovenian music sensation, Joker Out, was held in Tvornica Kulture. 

“This is the first post-Yugoslav Slovenian band that sold more than 50 tickets in Zagreb”, Ivan Ramljak, a longtime music journalist who has since turned into one of the best domestic documentary film directors, jokingly commented to me on Facebook. The truth is an inseparable component of every good joke, including the joke mentioned above.

The last post-Yugoslav Slovenian band that performed in the same concert venue was the band Siddharta, who also filled Tvornica Kulture, two decades ago, but in unusual circumstances in which a considerable amount of buses full of their Slovenian fans also came with the band. In 2003, at the peak of their career, Siddharta filled Bežigrad Stadium in Ljubljana and their loyal followers really followed them everywhere, and to Zagreb as well. That was the only night in Tvornica Kulture in Zagreb when I couldn’t hear Croatian spoken in the audience almost at all, so in that sense maybe the theory that the Zagreb public didn’t buy even 50 tickets was correct, despite the euphoria that dominated in a full Tvornica. 

Twenty years later, Joker Out is a whole different story. Maybe it wasn’t obvious this summer, when they were the opening band for the popular Serbian duo Buč Kesidi at Šalata, but it definitely was at Špancirfest in Varaždin before Franz Ferdinand’s concert. To picture it, it’s enough to retell the story from the backstage, where the Scottish stars arrived right when the audience was screaming, saying goodbye to Joker Out. Alex Kapranos was delighted and surprised by it at first and asked if people were really so excited for Franz Ferdinand, but his mood was ruined when he got the answer that the reaction of the public was towards the opening group. On the other hand, maybe that was one of the reasons Franz Ferdinand delivered an excellent performance that night. Competition is a good thing. 

The Zagreb promoter of Joker Out’s recent concerts was also very surprised when the tickets sold out and the decision to add another date was made. The tickets for that concert sold out as well, and the final tally is approximately 3,400 tickets sold for Joker Out.

The Croatian general public found out about Joker Out from Eurovision, where this band represented Slovenia. “They’re really handsome guys. We’d love to play around with them, if we find the chance. Maybe we’ll stick carnations up our asses or have group sex”, Mrle from Let 3 joked around in his usual fashion, but in a somewhat patronizing way. However, now at the end of the year there’s no joking around with this Slovenian band, who’s not only in demand in our region, but also more widely, from Scandinavia to Gibraltar. In addition, they recorded the song “New Wave” together with the legendary Elvis Costello, and a fairly well known British agency took them under its wing. Translated from the promoter’s language: If you want to book Joker Out, calling Ljubljana won’t work, for that you’ll have to dial a number in the UK and agree on their terms and prices. Sharp, isn’t it?

Now, it’s not exactly appropriate to stick a carnation up someone’s ass when they can teach about success in jumping to the most lucrative position in show business, which is being a teen rock star. Carpe Diem? Joker Out have definitely ‘seized their day’.

The Zagreb concert, scheduled for 21:00, started at 21:00, accompanied by screams of the entire Tvornica Kulture. Yes, screams that are an integral part of the song “Sunny Side of London”, which starts with a Beatles polyphony from Joker Out, followed by a ‘Beatlemania’ from the audience when the frontman Bojan Cvjetićanin appears. Basically, a ‘Jokeroutmania’, without exaggeration. I haven’t seen or heard that kind of mutual engagement in a long time.

This wasn’t a case of initial enthusiasm, which usually lasts for 10-15 minutes and then the band has to pull it on their own in order to raise the tension again to a new peak, according to the invisible sinusoidal rule. No. Last night, the venue sang with the band from the first until the last song for almost two hours, and when “Sunny Side of London” was performed as the last encore, it was followed by even louder screams than at the beginning. As if the enthusiastic and adrenaline-charged youth in Tvornica Kulture didn’t dance and sing the whole time in between.

I dare to say that the Slovenian language has never been sung so heartily and accurately in Tvornica. English as well, and we can’t even talk about “Demoni”, which is in our language. The band itself is full of first-class musicians, and one of the more experienced visitors said that evening: “We watched far more unstable British bands at INmusic festival”.

Of course, Joker Out’s songs are in the rock sphere, which massively attracts the teenage audience. But these songs are neither bad, nor do they bring with them the well known “stink” of pandering to the public. Joker Out believes in their songs. There’s no fraud with them, and their strongest “joker up their sleeve” is Bojan Cvjetićanin, who is a born frontman - he learned all the lessons, and managed to maintain naturalness and spontaneity, especially in communication with the audience. 

With the exception of drummer Jure Maček, who cannot move around the stage due to “his job description”, the entire line-up alongside Cvjetićanin, i.e. guitarists Jan Peteh and Kris Guštin, as well as bassist Nace Jordan, formed a barrier at the very edge of the stage during the entire concert, which was an added bonus to the euphoria. No one turned their back to the audience during the performance, on the contrary, they were “on the front line” from the beginning until the end.

And of course, Joker Out are far ahead of similar bands that use pre-recorded instrumentals and samples during their performances. Namely, they have that old school, organic approach, which brings success in a time when there is a lot of talk about the popularity of trap music and similar genres, and about the lack of relevant young guitarist bands that could attract significant interest, primarily from a young audience.

And finally, we’re not talking about a band that was created as a project before the Eurovision Song Contest and is now flying on the wings of that success, but about the guys who have been working since 2016 on something they were recognised for across Europe six years later. As much as I appreciate Let 3, I have to express my doubts about who has better “group sex” with the audience. The only thing I have no doubt for is that Tvornica Kulture will be on fire tonight as well. The teenage audience chose their heroes and they didn’t choose wrongly.

Original article Ravnododna (11.11.2023)

Translation credit @moonlvster

[earhartsease]

thinking about the word "versatile" again after seeing some tumblr post about condensed milk - when we were a kid there was a uk tv advert for Carnation Milk, and this bloke in a white lab coat "cracks" a can of the milk into a bowl and says "versatile as an egg!" which left this autistic kid certain that versatile meant "fragile" for a number of years

anyway, also there's this whole thing with english and french and faux amis (words that look the same but mean different things in the two languages) where "versatile" in english means flexible or able to turn your hand to different things - but in french it means "flighty", like a butterfly you flit from one thing/person to the next without settling

and the french word for "versatile"? it's polyvalent, which you might be familiar with from chemistry, means "can go off in different directions" and it tickles us that polyvalent in french means "can go off in different directions" whereas versatile means "can't help going off in different directions" and it's all so adhd

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Hey, do you like reading novels too? If yes what are your top 5 books.

Also what are your top 5 series/ movies?

I typically read historical fiction or non-fiction. I'll stick with Novels in no particular order.

Frankenstein by Mary Shelley

The French Executioner by CC Humphreys

The Josephine B Trilogy by Sandra Gulland

The Pink Carnation series by Lauren Willig

Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett

I don't really have a top five of the rest, but I'll list a few faves:

TV: Justified, Hell on Wheels, Deadwood, Peep Show, Allo Allo

Movies: Hot Fuzz, Death at a Funeral (UK), Royal Wedding, Funny Face

[delta-pavonis]

🦅 15

Im so curious for that Hob 👀👀

Bless you for asking about my OC. *pets Sandro* None of this has been published yet.

This is gonna be in the middle-ish of my WIP, so background is that Hob found out that someone who sounds like his Stranger is being kept in a basement back in the UK. He heads back to Sicily to get the gear he literally buried when he left Cosa Nostra and who is driving the car that picks him up? Well, of course it is Alessandro, the Capo's son and Hob's ex. Sandro refuses to let Hob go out on a murderous rampage on his own, so now they are holed up in a safehouse in Amsterdam working out a plan of attack for their descent on Fawney Rig. Their past catches up with them. Okay okay okay. I know this is supposed to be SOFT. But this *IS* soft, for these two. 😅 A bit NSFT, a bit of an old D/s relationship, a bit of dark Hob. (The prompt is 'it made me think of you.')

Hob is hunched over the far side of the dining room table, hands holding the edge, elbows locked so that he forms a large triangle in the darkness of the pre-dawn morning. The red-orange glow of the cigarette that hangs from his lips is the only light other than what comes in the open window from the moon. Sandro knows that there are maps and blueprints and photographs scattered across the table's surface, but there is no way Hob can truly see them with so little light.

Sandro slides out of bed, doesn't bother to put on clothing, and opens the glass French doors that allowed him to see Hob from their bedroom in the first place. He plasters himself across Hob's bare back, hooking his chin on Hob's shoulder. "Come back to bed, Bettino. All you are doing right now is risking burning a hole in one of the blueprints when you forget about your cigarette." Sliding around to Hob's side, Sandro plucks the offending item from Hob's lips and takes a long drag.

"That'll kill you, you know." Hob speaks but doesn't move other than to turn his head to Sandro as the younger man leans against the table. It makes his profile catch in the moonlight and if Sandro could engrave that image onto the insides of his eyelids he would.

Instead he takes another drag and blows the smoke up towards the ceiling. He knows the moonlight will illuminate the stretch of his chest, making the eagle that soars around his shoulder and across one pectoral shine silver and gold. "I hope I live long enough for lung cancer to kill me."

Hob makes a scolding noise with his tongue, grabbing the cigarette and pinching the lit end between his fingertips, snuffing it out before flicking it away into the darkness of the room. With a large sweep of his arm Hob shoves papers aside and then lifts Sandro by the hips to sit on the edge of the table, nudging himself between Sandro's knees. He grabs high on Sandro's thighs, pawing possessively. "You're with me now. You don't get to say shit like that anymore." Sandro looks away but Hob leans in, nuzzling just beneath the corner of Sandro's jaw. "No, no. Don't doubt me now. You said you wanted out. So I will get you out. Guaranteed. You know that there is no one who can best me. I haven't been out of the Business that long."

Sandro doesn't look back to Hob, just closes his eyes and gulps, trying to swallow down his building tears with it. It still doesn't feel real, feels too good to be true: Hob came back. Despite everything that happened, Hob is still willing to get him out. Hob will use his skills - skills he very seriously and purposefully abandoned eight years ago - to not only rescue his Stranger, but also to protect Sandro.

"Alessandro," Hob's voice is low and careful, his touch gentle on Sandro's chin as he turns the younger man to him. He searches Sandro's face and whatever he finds colors his warm brown eyes with determination. "Tell me why the tattoo on your thigh is globe amaranth and pink and green carnations and coral honeysuckle and dog rose. You have avoided my question three times since we left Palermo."

He feels dizzy with the change in topic, but Sandro suspects Hob has purposefully tried to spring it on him when he is vulnerable. He has just enough of his wits left to keep eye contact while staying silent.

Hob pulls Sandro roughly by hip and thigh, jerking him forward so he hits Hob's body and stays pressed there. "You know I lived through Victorian England. You also know that I worked as a florist in the 1840s and 50s." His voice is sharp, demanding, and Sandro feels a whimper barely crawl its way out of his throat. He could never, ever resist Hob, not for long. Not when he spoke like that. Based on the pounding of his heart, this does not seem to have changed. "But you need to say it, my pretty bird. Let me hear you, bell'uccellino."

That breaks him. Sandro's eyelids droop and he is transported back a decade and he oh-so-willingly obeys. "They make me think of you." His hands find their way over Hob's shoulders and he uses that as leverage to hitch the tattooed thigh in question over Hob's hip. "You left and all I could bring myself to permanently engrave into my body were ways to remember you."

Hob traces the petals of a single flower with the tip of his middle finger, then identifies it without even looking down, as if in the past three days he has already memorized the entire tattoo from hip to knee. "Coral Honeysuckle." His tone brooks no argument.

"Pursue your desires. Experience pleasure." He answers easily and Hob trails his finger to the next species of flower.

"Green carnations."

"Homosexuality." Sandro closes his eyes and lists forward, drawn even closer to Hob.

"Dog rose."

"Pleasure..." He presses his temple to Hob's cheekbone. "and pain." Hob's chest rumbles with a growl.

His lips are brushing Sandro's ear now, his voice dark with command. "Pink carnations."

At this one a sob catches in Sandro's throat, making him choke on the admission. "I'll never forget you. Ardent love..." Sandro arches, neck curving back. "Devoted love."

"And globe amaranth, for immortality. Immortality and?" Hob's voice surrounds him, lilting on the question.

"Unfading love."

Finally - finally - Hob is kissing him, kissing him with wild abandon and feral hunger, kissing him like he should have been kissing him for the past three fucking days. Kissing him like he is supposed to. Kissing Sandro like he owns him.

[voidmuseum]

Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose

John Singer Sargent

“Around 1885” (as according to Google A&C) London, England, UK

Oil on canvas

Ahhhhhhh, this is probably one of my favorite paintings of all time and I only found out about it recently. First off, the skill of the painter being able to create a totally realistic image from very unstructured brush strokes is mega impressive. More than that tho, I’m blown away by the way Sargent captures the exact shade of color that you only get on some random Thursday while you’re biking home and you just have to stop for a second because it’s a rare moment where everything is peaceful and filled with a warm glow.

[foxes-that-run]

Grapejuice

Harry loves a double meaning, which he does particularly well in Grapejuice. It includes a nice call back to Perfect and touches reflecting about someone he needs in his life but it’s complicated.

Harry put a bowl of peaches and a carnation in the lyric video. A reference to Maroon’s “Carnations you thought were roses, that’s us”

Zane Lowe (38:30) suggested the song is about dependency in alcohol and Harry spoke about Fine Line rather than Grapejuice, Zane tried a few times to bring dependency and the song up. The Harry reflected on peers who went through the peak of fame alone without the band (49). If the human race can be saved by avoiding a topic Harry Styles is our man.

Harry also didn’t play Grapejuice for a year after the first 2 album release shows. Then on 13 May 2023, he added it to the setlist in Horsens and played it to the end of the tour.

When was it written

That is not known, however Rob Harris (of Jamiroquai), Richard Adlam and Hal Ritson who live in Britain worked on the song. So I assume it is from the period that Harry went back to the UK in the summer of 2020, before Italy.

Lyrics

Yesterday, it finally came, a sunny afternoon I was on my way to buy some flowers for you (ooh) Thought that we could hide away in a corner of the heath There's never been someone who's so perfect for me

The first verse refers to Perfect's "And I might never be the one who brings you flowers" and the song title. While in Perfect it was not a romantic love, they were perfect to hang out Grapejuice is more mature in intent in this first verse, seeing the person is perfect for him and wanting to spend time with just them in his local area, Hampstead Heath.

But I got over it and I said "Give me somethin' old and red" I pay for it more than I did back then

However, true to the One Direction song, he doesn't buy his muse flowers, he asked for an old (flame), Taylor referring to her album Red which is in part about him. This is a double meaning, he does mean a bottle of aged red wine, and his ex who's album is Red.

There's just no gettin' through Without you A bottle of rouge Just me and you

But there is no one else for him, in MMITH: "'Cause once you go without it / Nothing else will do" and As it Was: "In this world, it's just us" 20 times it was only each other.

Likening his muse to a bottle of wine is also intentional, they have likened their relationship to a substance dependancy before in Clean " Ten months sober, I must admit / Just because you're clean, don't mean you don't miss it", MMIH “gotta get better / give me some morphine.” and DBATC "I get drunk, but it's not enough"

'Cause the morning comes and you're not my baby

Harry said to Rolling Stone about Taylor:

"I like tipping a hat to the time together. You’re celebrating the fact it was powerful and made you feel something, rather than ‘this didn’t work out, and that’s bad.’ And if you run into that person, maybe it’s awkward, maybe you have to get drunk … but you shared something."

Sittin' in the garden, I'm a couple glasses in I was tryna count up all the places we've been You're always there, so don't overthink I'm so over whites and pinks

Harry has expressed similar sentiments of enjoying Taylor as a person in his life, in a parallel in Little Freak: "I was thinkin' about who you are Your delicate point of view,"

Harry is thinking about his muse, and says they travel to many places together. To me the line "You're always there, so don't overthink" is an acknowledgement that the muse is always in his heart, to not overthink and become jealous. Because he continues to say he's so over people that are not Taylor.

Being so over whites and pinks are sweeter, less stong wines than Reds, it's way to say no one else will do, he is over dating people who are not his muse.

I pay for it more than I did back then

Paying more for it now than back then is also a double meaning, the wine has increased in price and emotionally it costs more to spend time with this person. Harry and Taylor sing a lot about paying for being together.

There's just no gettin' through Without you A bottle of rouge Just me and you 1982 Just me and you There's just no gettin' through The grape juice blues

Harry wants nothing more than to share a bottle of wine his muse. The grape juice blues are feeling depressed, he wants to be with his muse, it is fraught and the drink because they are awkward.

1982 adds up to 20. Red Wine is in many of their songs:

Olivia: "This isn't the stain of a red wine, I'm bleeding love"

Little Freak: "Red wine and a ginger ale / But you would make fun of me for sure"

Maroon: "The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me" and "Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top , that's how"

Clean: "You're still all over me like a wine-stained dress I can't wear anymore"

The 1: "Rosé flowing with your chosen family"

One

Harry starts the song with 1, 2, 3 and ends on 1 (I.e let’s start again) Taylor also counts 1, 2, 3 after “you didn’t a number on me but honestly baby who’s counting” in So it goes.

[kquil]

ABOUT ME

ALIAS NAME : Kquil | AGE : 22 | PRONOUNS : she/her | BIRTHDAY : Sept. 12th

QUICK FACTS ;

I AM ALSO A . . . virgo ☀︎ ; cancer ⇡ ; leo ♀ ; enfj ; ravenclaw/slytherin (i keep getting confusing results on quizzes) ; a james potter simp ; a marauders whore ; a fanfiction fluff writer ; a fluff reader who occasionally dabbles in angst ; a procrastinator ; filipina living in the UK

I LIKE TO . . . read, write fanfiction, organise things, cook, bake, eat, go on long walks by the river, watch sunsets, swim, spend time with family and friends, listen to horror stories, watch true crime content, do personality quizzes for fun, have deep conversations, draw, do laundry, origami, bullet journal, be delusional, flirt on character ai, make things pretty/aesthetic, write on and take notes in books...

I DONT LIKE . . . being a bad friend, breaking/broken promises, liars, people who waste my time, people who are mean to animals, people who are inconsiderate, people who are mean to my friends or family, back pain, very very spicy foods (only moderate spice please), 'pick-me's, 'dry' hot weather, being anemic, being lactose intolerant, bugs, humid weather, being sleep-deprived, stress, being sick

THINGS I LIKE . . . rain, sunsets, donuts, cheeseburgers, danish pasteries, noodles, ambient lighting, animals (especially the cute ones), good music, headphones, aesthetic set ups, routine, organisation, thunder and lightening, fireworks, flowers (tulips, roses and carnations are my faves - in that order), anything lavender, anything tea tree, anything peppermint, snow, cold weather, christmas, autumn and spring months, the colour orange and green, gold jewellery, collecting notebooks, harry potter, anime, kpop, frogs, koi fish. . .

that's all for now~ tell me if we have something in common or not o( ˶^▾^˶ )o

[oceanmoss]

most important thing to do once i do arrive to the uk if everything works well etc is go see carnation, lily, lily, rose irl <3__<3 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[valthepoetess]

✮ The Adventures of Saturna ✮ Vol. 1

(This story is in latin spanish available on Wattpad!)

This story tells, pardon the redundancy, the adventures of my oc Saturna Cloudford!

⋆ From the beginning of her life, until giving her heart completely 💕 ⋆ Ship Saturna x Simon Ghost Riley (just because 😍🥰) ⋆ Action, romance, drama, MORE ACTION and more romance. ⋆ References to pop culture lol don't judge. ⋆ I promise you'll have fun!

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Saturna Cloudford is an interesting and passionate woman, Lieutenant and paramedic leader in the UK Armed Forces, mainly in TF141. Here I will immortalize her experiences as the beautiful OC that she is. Enjoy 💕💞

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Prologue

Saturna Cloudford, born on March 22, 1996, in the beautiful and iconic borough of Queens, NYC, grew up in a house in the suburbs, in a middle-class neighborhood with her father, Oliver Cloudford, and her mother, Marie Conetti.

Oliver was a decorated US Navy Colonel, who perished in battle after 20 years of service, and was awarded a Purple Heart medal in his honor. He died when Saturna would have turned 16 years old. Marie is a woman from Italy, who moved to America to seek a better life away from her family, and then met Oliver.

Saturna is a woman currently 28 years old, with short, dark wavy hair that is very difficult to deal with, just as her mother told her, "hair reflects personality." She is about 1.75 (5'9'') tall, with a usually athletic build, although not very defined. She has quite expressive and dark eyes, a round nose and her upper lip is larger than the lower one (as if they were inverted). Thin and fine eyebrows, and a light brown complexion. Don't forget her tattoos, the most recognizable is a small tattoo of a carnation on her chest (🏵) She also has the logo of her favorite band (Måneskin) tattooed on the back of her neck, and a star design on her lower back.

She has always been outgoing and friendly, exuding self-confidence and mostly good humor. She is kind, thoughtful and passionate, determined in everything she does. She considers herself an activist and has quite liberal morals, although politics is not something she likes very much, she is always up for a debate. He loves to talk, and let's say more than usual. She considers herself an atheist, not a believer in any god per se, but she believes that there is some powerful force that governs everything equally, she considers it the universe. She is agile, flexible and good at hand-to-hand combat, quick to think and skilled at making decisions under pressure. Despite her work, or her life in general, what identifies her is her relaxed and unflappable attitude towards things, she is not someone who gets stressed easily, and she has carried that within her since the beginning of her life. (…)

Now our Sat was heading towards a new chapter in her life. Sitting in the back of the taxi, with her suitcases on her lap, looking out the window with her headphones on and thinking about what kind of adventures she would have now. He was heading to the main base of TaskForce 141, a Multinational Special Operations Unit located in London. Or well, on the outskirts of it. This unit, mostly anti-terrorism, specifically senior commanders like Captain John Price had offered a spot on their team for Cloudford. Also because Sat had been recommended by CIA agent Laswell. Maybe she had seen something useful in her.

Naturally, Saturna was full of doubts and nerves. She was a Lieutenant and a lead paramedic, why would she be indispensable in a place like this, surrounded by military personnel and soldiers far more experienced? “Weren’t there plenty of paramedics here?” she thought. A smile appeared on her face at the thought.

"Great, now my job will be to patch up injured cadets and prescribe meds" she said to herself.

Of course, she was joking. The fact that she was part of such a unit was a complete privilege, and she wasn’t the least bit unhappy about it. She was genuinely excited. Even so, the thought of being treated like a medic or doctor didn’t sit well with her (and that was based on experience). She simply sighed and leaned her head on her hand, gazing out the window as the landscape grew colder and wetter, moving along the lonely road with her favorite song, “So High,” playing in her ears.

At some point during the trip, the horizon changed from dense forests and trees to open, green fields, with the sun now shining more brightly. “That must mean I’m close,” she thought. And indeed, the taxi driver was already glancing at his meter and announcing their arrival. Saturna felt her excitement grow. Then she noticed the large gray barracks with brick walls surrounding it, buildings no taller than five stories, and a wide field in the center of it all. She had arrived at the base.

The taxi came to a stop right in front of the threshold near the end of the road. Saturna’s heart stopped along with the vehicle. She saw the flags waving on either side of the main gate, representing the 141 and the United Kingdom. Moments later, Saturna was out of the car with her carry-on bag, as the driver helped with the luggage from the trunk. As she took her bags in her arms, a bearded man with a distinctive fisherman’s hat walked out through the gate, accompanied by a younger man in a cap. He walked up to the threshold and stopped a few meters in front of Saturna. She was more nervous than ever, but she still paid the driver, rolled her suitcase beside her, and walked toward the Captain. With a big smile, she stood before him.

“Saturna Cloudford, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” the man said as he extended his hand.

“The pleasure is all mine, Captain.” She shook his hand.

“Please, call me Price.”

Saturna nodded, and as Price noticed she had brought more luggage than she could carry, he motioned to his companion to lend her a hand.

“Gaz, come over here,” the Captain said, and Gaz quickly grabbed Saturna’s rolling suitcase.

They headed into the base, with Price walking in front of the two. Saturna looked around, observing and taking in as much as she could while trying to keep up with the quick pace of her new Captain.

“Welcome to our main base,” he said. “This is the meeting point, where you’ll find the cafeteria, common rooms, and the parking area outside, along with some more offices further in. To the south are the residential buildings, and I’ll get you the key to your room as soon as possible. As you can see, there’s the field.” He gestured to the green field in the center of the base. “You can run or train there, as it’s right in front of the gym. We also use it as a shooting range. The gym itself is small, so most soldiers train outside or on the field.”

Saturna listened closely, trying to absorb all the information the Captain was giving her.

“The armory is next to the parking area, which you probably saw on your way in. The showers are close to the residential buildings, connected to the locker rooms. And finally, the medical building was added relatively recently; that’s where most of your work will be.” Price stopped walking and turned to face Saturna, as Gaz stepped beside him. “Understood?”

“Yes, sir,” she replied.

“Good,” Price said in his firm tone. “I’ll leave you to explore the place and get familiar with it. I’ll be in my office and will give you your dorm key later.” Saturna nodded, and Price gave a parting wave.

Saturna was then left standing with Gaz, who was still holding her luggage.

“I’m Kyle, but everyone calls me Gaz,” he finally introduced himself.

“Nice to meet you, Gaz. I’m Saturna.”

“Where are you from?”

“New York, though I’ve been here in London for a few days. And you?”

“I’ve lived here most of my life. But hey, it’s nice to have Americans on base.”

“Why do you say that?” she asked curiously.

“Well, there aren’t many Americans here, and they’re pretty useful in battle. At least the ones I know,” he said with a grin.

“Oh, I see. Well, yes, I’m American. And I think chocolate milk comes from brown cows,” she joked, and Gaz laughed.

“Well, I guess everyone’s got a belief… like that. I like you, Saturna. And because of that, I’ll show you around a bit more—since Price’s ‘tour’ was pretty basic,” he said. “Come on.”

“Sure, thanks,” she replied, and they both began walking around the base.

(...)

Price sat in his office behind the desk, holding Saturna’s file in his hands. With her arrival, as with any new team member, he had to thoroughly review her history before giving final approval. He noticed that the file seemed a bit thick. He sighed and got to work.

He opened it, and the first page was her standard résumé, along with a photo of her.

" SATURNA CLOUDFORD

Full Name: Saturna Cloudford Conetti

Alias(es): "Sat" - "Poetess"

Rank: First Lieutenant (Elite)

Other: Lead Paramedic Rescuer (Elite)

Age: 28

Nationality: American

Date of Birth: March 22, 1996

Place of Birth: Queens, NY, USA

Eye Color: Black

Hair Color: Black

Height: 5'9" / 1.75 m

Weight: Approx. 60 kg

Blood Type: A+

Ethnicity: Mixed (American-Italian)

Native Language: English

Other Languages: Spanish, Italian, French

Marital Status: Single

Address: [N/A]

Insurer: [N/A] "

Everything seemed normal to Price, and he continued to the next page.

"High school and preparatory school completed. Half a year of university at Columbia University, Manhattan, in 2015."

Saturna had been withdrawn after six months from university, by her mother’s decision, without completing her degree in Communications and Journalism. Instead, she was sent to a convent outside of D.C. (Washington), called Santa Clarissa di Fresa, Convento delle Monache e Riformatorio, where she would remain for the rest of the year.

Price was intrigued by the fact that Saturna had left university to be sent to a convent, especially one with a questionable record of conduct. Still, he didn't dwell on it. It wasn't his business, he thought.

In 2017, Price read, Saturna had completed her studies and graduated as a nurse with honors from the Mercy Health Institute in New York. But it seems she didn’t stay in the healthcare center. Instead, in 2019, at the age of 23, she joined the Civil Guard Academy, becoming a paramedic, and months later, a rescuer. From 2019 to 2021, Saturna would be recruited and sent all across the United States alongside the country’s Special Forces, on rescue missions to reach civilians in the most inaccessible places possible. Saturna had no trouble with this work, which is why she was often assigned to those kinds of situations.

The most significant part came in 2022. At the age of 26, Saturna was awarded the "Orange Eagle" distinction, an honor given to rescue operators and civil defenders, for saving and securing 1,433 lives during Hurricane Ian that hit Florida that same year. She was known as "Poetess" for two reasons: The first was her ability to calm civilians, especially children, with her words and quotes. The second reason was that during her time at Columbia, she briefly played in a rock band where she was the lead vocalist, and her stage name was "The Poetess."

Finally, Price reached the last page of the file. It simply mentioned that she had carried out some missions alongside the Armed Forces and the CIA, possibly meeting Kate Laswell in the process, who would later offer her the job in the 141. And the rest, as they say, is history.

"Lord… Finally." Price muttered as he stretched in his chair. "Next time, I'll have someone else review the new recruits' files."

With that, Price gave Saturna's file the green light, marking it with a red seal.

(...)

Saturna knocked on the office door, and Price invited her to come in from inside.

"Here are the keys to your room. It's 505 in Building B," said the Captain, handing her the keys.

"Oh… 505, what a wonderful coincidence," she said with a playful smile as she put the keys in her pocket.

"Huh?" Price asked, not sure what she meant.

"Nothing, sir," she replied. "Thank you for everything so far."

"It's my job. And I expect you to do yours well." Saturna nodded. "Though, after reading and reviewing your history, I have high expectations."

Saturna’s face lit up. She hadn’t expected to make such an impression on her Captain so quickly.

"I’ll give my best. Thank you."

"Dismissed."

Saturna walked across the base to Building B. She had already toured a bit of the base in the afternoon, running into some people who welcomed her, like a friendly Scottish guy they usually called "Soap." When she arrived at 505, her suitcases were already outside the room. Maybe it was Gaz.

She entered with her luggage, taking in her surroundings. It wasn’t a five-star place, but it certainly wasn’t what she had expected. She tested the bed by sitting on it and then lay down, staring at the ceiling.

"To think that just a few weeks ago I was sharing an apartment with strangers," she said to herself. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand beside the bed. It was 8:50 p.m. "Alright, time to get to work."

Saturna got up from the bed and hurried to unpack her things, adding a little shine to her new room. She filled the place with her style, placing her clothes in the empty dresser in the corner, toiletries on top of it, her belongings like a notebook and pens on the desk next to the window, a small dreamcatcher hanging on the window, as well as her thousand accessories, including quartz necklaces, handmade bracelets, and countless pairs of earrings in all shapes, colors, and styles. To finish, she placed a framed photo of her and her best friend from college on the nightstand next to the bed.

"Good…" she said, looking around with satisfaction. She hadn’t made the biggest change of all, but at least the place now had her personality.

She was starting a new chapter in her life. There was still so much ahead to go through, to live, and to experience on a path filled with adventures, and she was determined to give her best. To think that just a few weeks ago, when she arrived in London hoping for a new job thanks to Laswell, she was living uncomfortably in a small apartment, sharing space with complete strangers. And to think that just a few years ago, when she was back in her home country, she worked tirelessly day after day to create a better future by doing what she loved: helping people. And to think that all of this stemmed from her drive to follow in her father Oliver's footsteps, and one day be remembered and respected just as he was in life. And to think that all of this came about because she chased her dreams and gained independence, leaving her mother’s home… Now, she was here, living what she had once only dreamed of. This was much bigger than she had imagined, she thought. It was far more important.

And she was grateful for every part of the journey that had brought her here.

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THANKS!!!!!1111!!111