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tylluan-blodeuwedd · 4 years ago

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Aisha! For the alphabet! She doesnt get enough love.

Hard agree, Aisha barely gets any love at all and she's such an interesting, fun character. I love doing these alphabets, they're a lot of fun, hope you like it.

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

You like to go on long walks, binge watch series together, she likes to take you to practice with her to watch, you also go to the beach club together, go to the mall to hang out, hang out in each others houses.

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

Aisha loves a lot of physical things about you, but mostly she loves your consideration for other people, their circumstances, their lives. She loves that you just don't judge anyone, that you treat everyone equally while also being accommodating to them, and that you don't get angry with people for not doing something your way, at your pace.

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

Aisha is familiar with panic attacks and feeling quite down in the dumps, she gets it, she doesn't try the "go outside maybe you'll feel better", "try exercising" rubbish that a lot of people spout. She's just a comfort, she'll just wait it out with you and try to calm you down, try to cheer you up and make you feel better, but if you can't, then she won't push it.

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

You're both really young, ideally you just want to get through high school together, intact, college is a whole other concept right now, beyond that isn't even something you're considering. Living in the moment is much better to Aisha.

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

Fairly passive, her parents taught her communication and honesty is the best way and she wholeheartedly believes it, everything is discussed between you two. You make a lot of decisions as a couple and Aisha isn't really into pushing to take the lead on anything.

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Forgiveness isn't something that comes easily to Aisha I don't think, it really depends on circumstances of the problem

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

Aisha is grateful for things people have done for her, she's grateful to her Sensei and Miguel for helping her find her confidence, grateful to her parents, her teachers, everyone who's helped her in some way. When you do something for Aisha, you best bet she's aware of it, if you give something up to spend time with her, or you get her something, she's grateful.

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

Aisha is really open and honest, she doesn't believe in secrets between partners, and her parents taught her that open honesty is best in the long run, so she tells you everything. Literally.

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

You don't really change Aisha except to bring her a little more peace, Aisha is a fairly well balanced person. You do however push her a little to try some new things she may not have because of a low confidence. Aisha helps you a lot with personal problems.

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Not really, she only gets jealous if someone is flirting with you, but even then it's a passive aggressive jealous, not full out brawling jealous. No fights just a "Hey babe" and an arm around you.

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

She takes super good care of her lips, they're always soft and moisturized, no dry cracked kisses for you. Considering her first kiss was you, she's pretty good, they can be a little clumsy, but you can work on that.

Your first kiss was pretty simple, closed mouths, just a press of lips before pulling back to look at each other.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

The gap between the realisation of feelings and the confession was pretty big, a couple of months. She told Miguel about it, not knowing what to do, and the advice was to just go for it. So she took a while to build up the courage, then asked you to go out to a cafe after practice to talk, so over a cup of tea (I'm a tea drinker, soz guys) she told you. It was quite simple, there was really no misunderstanding when she said that she had feelings for you.

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

I guess in future, you're teenagers rn so it isn't something she's thinking super hard about. If she were to propose though it would be really cute and private. Being married to Aisha would be so easy, she's so level headed and sensible, plus she takes no shit, though sometimes you'll have to de escalate a situation if someone really offends her.

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Mostly it's just a shortening of the name, she uses Babe a lot though.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

She's pretty much the same, outwardly she doesn't change that much, it's obvious you two are dating, but it isn't an in your face "look at me, here I am" ordeal. It's a cute, sweet, easy relationship. Aisha is very forward with her feelings, because bottling it up does nothing, and her parents taught her that honestly really is best.

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Aisha is super proud of you, when you started dating you kept it just to close friends knowing, then a few weeks later everyone knew. Low-key brags about you at the dojo and to her parents. Has zero fear of showing any kind of affection in public.

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

Aisha just KNOWS stuff, she just knows, she can deduce things from a glance, and you get to nonverbal communication very quickly in your relationship.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

Aisha is super romantic at heart, Valentine's day is always going to be a treat, she does the cliche stuff, but is also very creative with romancing you. Aisha would do anything, barring a few extremes, to make you happy, and it really shows.

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

Aisha will go above and beyond to support you in anything and everything, she will always want you to succeed and be happy.

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice up your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

Your relationship is spicy enough with Karate war 2 going on, you're happy just as you are, you don't need to go cliff diving together or jump out of a plane to feel closer.

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

Aisha knows you better than you know yourself, when something is wrong she knows what it is and how to fix it before you do 70% of the time. She's insanely empathetic towards you, she just gets you, and because of past bullying, she understands a lot of negative feelings and what they could lead to. She's a great source of stress release.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

To Aisha, your relationship is really important, not only are you partners, you're also best friends, confidants. Your relationship definitely places in the tied top 3. Comparability to material things, possibly water, your friendship, your love is a necessity to survival.

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

Aisha loves it when you play with her hair, she almost never lets anyone touch it, pretty much just you and her mother, but she loves it when you play with it and help her care for it. It's a pretty big sign of trust and love from Aisha.

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Somewhat, Aisha just really loves being in your presence, there's a lot of heads on shoulders, sitting close, walking with fingers linked. But you're not the kind that spoons watching tv, or makes out 24/7.

Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

You're both very chill in the relationship, even though you spend pretty much every day together you can still go a while without seeing each other and just text. If you're really really missing each other though, you both have a stuffy from the other, and you facetime/skype a lot.

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

Aisha would run into a burning building for you, she would go to the ends of the earth and back again just to see you smile because she knows you'd do the same for her. She defends you against every besmirching of your name.

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ilikedilfs6969 · 3 years ago

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s(c)reaming rn

The New Professor

Into The Bucky-Verse

Pairing; College Professor!Bucky Barnes x Student!Female!Reader

Summary; The sinful fantasies you have about your hot and new professor becomes a reality.

Word Count; 3793

Warnings; NSFW, 18+ Only, Minors DNI, undefined age-gap, Professor!Kink, Sir!Kink, cursing, language, dirty talk, pet names, degrading, lots of teasing, slight anal play, semi-public sex, unprotected vaginal sex, mention of bodily fluids.

Authors Note; English is not my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings! The picture below does not represent how the reader looks like. I just thought the outfit was fitting for this scenario. Enjoy!

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Today was the first day of your second year of college. You are sitting beside your best friend, Maya, in the third row of the auditorium with all your fellow students.

Whispers and talk could be heard from every direction about the arrival of the new and highly anticipated professor. This would be his first time teaching at the campus, and according to the gossip going around school, he was insanely hot.

Most of the girls in class had done themselves up more than usual. Their hair and makeup had been done to perfection, and a good amount of them sported a considerable amount of cleavage than usual.

“Do you think he’s hot? Or is he going to be as old and boring as the rest of them?”

Maya interrupted your train of thought with questions about the new professor. She had been giddy and excited about his arrival ever since she found out about him.

You averted your eyes from the front where you had zoned out and turned to her.

“Uh, I don’t know. I hope he’s more fun and interesting than the teachers from last year.”

“Yeah, that’s fair, I guess,” she nodded her head in agreement with your statement.

You and she had complained to each other multiple times throughout last year on how boring some of the old professors presented the subjects you and she were so passionate about.

“But a hot new teacher for the year? Ugh, yes, please. I need that. We need that,” she motioned with her finger between the two of you.

A few minutes went by with you and her planning what you would do after the school day.

There was a creek of a door opening and closing that echoed through the auditorium, followed by footsteps approaching the podium.

The room was dead silent, but you could hear the collective thoughts of everyone seated screaming on the inside.

Your heart skipped a beat, and a swarm of butterflies erupted in you, travelling throughout your body as your eyes took him in for the first time.

Fuck, he was so beautiful, and as everyone had predicted, fucking hot as hell.

He was older, much older than you. He was tall, built to perfection and had a pair of beautiful blue eyes that you could drown yourself in.

You had to stifle a whimper as you studied him. You clenched your thighs together as your core was pulsating in need and desperation for him.

He wore a white button-down shirt with a tie around his neck and a grey checkered sweater on top to make it more casual. He wore thick-framed glasses that complimented his look altogether.

A brown leather messenger bag hung from his shoulder that he placed up front on a chair.

Everyone was whispering and gossiping while he put his things away.

“Holy shit, he’s hot,” Maya whispered to you.

“Ye-yeah.”

“Good morning, everyone.”

God, that voice was heavenly. Your mind was already racing with thoughts of him saying your name over and over again, in a sexual and non-sexual way.

He introduced himself as James Buchanan Barnes, but he told you all to call him Bucky for short.

Everyone was in awe while he talked, listening with interest in everything he had to say. He chats a little about himself before he moves on with the content of the course.

After about an hour of reviewing the course plan, the lecture is over, much to your disappointment. You could listen to Professor Barnes talk all day.

“I think we should introduce ourselves to Professor Hottie, don’t you think, Y/N?”

Maya took her hand in yours so she could drag you over to the podium. You stopped abruptly as you were hesitant to speak with him.

“I-I don’t know, Maya.”

“Come on. I’ll catch you if you faint, don’t worry.”

You rolled your eyes at her but agreed with her wishes to introduce yourselves. A few other students had beaten you to it, so all you could do was wait until they finished.

Maya quickly introduced herself when her turn came; she was eager to speak with him.

“Professor, I’m Maya. It’s so cool that you’re our new teacher. We need someone to liven things up around here.”

Professor Barnes chuckled at her confession. God, every noise he made was so heavenly. How could such a simple act turn your whole world upside down?

“Thank you, Maya; I’m excited to start working with you all.”

You stood to the side, awkwardly fiddling with your fingers as you kept your face down at the floor, not sure when to include yourself in the conversation, but fear not, Maya would never leave you hanging.

“Oh,” Maya grabbed your upper arm to pull you a little closer to her and the professor, “and this is my beautiful and smart best friend, Y/N.”

“Maya,” you muttered under your breath while you hit her lightly with your elbow. You were so embarrassed, your face heating up, that she had introduced you like that.

Professor Barnes reached out his hand for you to take. There was an electric spark between you two as your skin touched. You let out a small gasp, too weak for his ears to catch, and you both let go of each other.

“Uh, it’s a pleasure to meet you, professor.”

“The pleasure is all mine.”

His eyes took a glance all over you. His tongue darted out between his lips to wet them as something in his eyes switched.

There was a silent pause for a few seconds. Luckily Maya picked up on the energy and started blabbering about the course to him.

You were grateful that she stepped in as you needed a few minutes to calm yourself down. You chimed in now and again with your own contributions to the conversation.

——

You and Maya were hanging out and chatting in the student lounge as you waited for the next class to start.

“He was so checking you out, Y/N. He was practically drooling.”

“I-I don’t think so; he was just being polite.”

“Sure, whatever you say, girl.”

She chuckled to herself as she took out her schedule to study it. While she was busy examining the paper, you see, out of the corner of your eye, Professor Barnes walked by and stopped to greet another teacher.

He quickly glances in your direction, and your eyes lock. You dare not take your gaze away from him as you were frozen in place that you were caught staring at him. He flashes you a smile followed by a wink before he walks away.

Your lips part, and your heart thud hard against your chest. Did he just? Or did you imagine it all? No, it couldn’t be real. He was a teacher, and you were a student. There was no way in hell anything could be going on between the two of you.

——

Over the next few weeks, the auditorium is still packed to capacity. Generally, throughout the weeks, there would be fewer people showing up to the lectures, but it was still fully loaded as it had been on the first day of the school year. You knew the reasoning for that, and it was no other than Professor Barnes himself.

Everyone loved him as a teacher. He was charming, charismatic and intelligent. His way of teaching the subject and making it fun and interesting captivated each of the students.

——

You and Maya were studying in the student lounge for one of Professor Barnes' assignments. This was the first time in a long time you were enjoying doing an assignment.

All of a sudden, you see Professor Barnes entering the lounge. You stop writing on the paper, keeping your head down but looking up at him through your lashes.

You assume he came into the lounge to find a fellow teacher, but he came straight towards you and Maya.

Maya had caught him coming over as well; her leg kicked yours under the table, ��OMG, here comes Mr Hottie.”

“Y/N, I would like to discuss the assignment with you in my office if you don’t mind.”

“O-of course, professor. Is everything alright?”

“Everything’s good, don’t worry. I just need to speak with you.”

“O-ok.”

You stuff your bag with your belongings quickly, and as you’re about to stand up, Maya whispers to you, “tell me all the juicy details when you’re done.”

“Stop,” now it was you who kicked her under the table, “he only wants to discuss the assignment.”

“Oh, I’m sure he’ll want to discuss something else as well.”

“I hate you so much, Maya.”

You gave her the middle finger before you followed Professor Barnes out to the hallway.

You walked a few paces behind him while on the way to his office. Your heart beats in your chest faster and harder with each step you take.

His office was located at the end of the long hallway. That must be pleasant for him not having so much traffic outside his office door.

“Come on in.”

You step into his office and take in the surroundings. The room looks old but has class and charm to it. The wall that you are facing as you step in is lined with bookshelves containing various colourful books. The other walls are decorated in several framed prints of his liking. Two comfortable looking chairs sit opposite the massive and shiny mahogany desk that takes up the middle of the room.

You clench your thighs together as you watch Professor Barnes lean against his desk, facing you, with his arms crossed.

Fuck, why in the hell does he have to be so good looking?

“You’ve done remarkably well on your assignment this far. I just wanted to praise you for a moment and tell you to keep up the good work.”

Praise you? Oh no, it was you who wanted to praise him while on your knees.

“Tha-thank you, professor.”

There was a pause, and you weren’t sure what to say next? Was he going to ask you to leave now, or was there something more?

“Fuck,” his hand runs down his face in frustration as he looks down at the floor, “I shouldn’t do this; I could lose my job,” he spoke in a whisper to himself.

“But, you’ve been so bad as well, sweetheart.”

You almost choked on the air you breathed. What did he say? Did you hear him right?

“Si-sir?”

“You heard me. You’ve been a bad girl.”

He lifts his head, and his expression has shifted to that of something darker, something more animalistic.

“Come here.” He beckons you with his finger, and you don’t think twice about stepping towards him.

“Look at you, dressed like a little slut as you walk around campus teasing the male students. You think you can just walk in that little cock tease of a skirt, your pussy drenched and begging for it without there being consequences?”

You looked down on yourself. You wore what you did most days, a plaid skirt, blue today, with a white, thin, cotton sweater that clung to your chest and waist.

“I can see them looking at you. Lusting after you, lusting after what’s mine, what will soon be mine. You take delight in being a little tease for them.. and for me, don’t you?”

His gaze scans you from head to toe. You can see the fire in his eyes as they meet yours. Unimaginable fantasies swim in them, and you want to explore every single one with him.

A surprised gasp leaves you when he places his hands on your hips and pulls you into him, chest to chest.

One of his hands carefully cradles your face in his palm while his thumb traces your top lip followed by your lower. His thumb asks for entrance into your mouth, and you happily grant him access. You take his digit and carefully suck on it, teasing it out.

Professor Barnes lets out a satisfied groan at you being so responsive to him.

“You don’t think I can’t see the way you clench your thighs and stifle a whimper when I walk into a room? You want me as much as I want you.”

He takes his thumb from your mouth and traces your bottom lip once more.

“Am I right, darling?”

“Ye-yes, professor.”

“Put your hands on my desk.”

You do as told, with no hesitation in your actions. You can’t count how many times you’ve dreamed about this exact scenario. How many times you’ve come at the thought of what your professor would do to you in his office.

He comes to stand by your side. One of his hands brushes the small of your back, and you can’t help but moan out at that single touch alone. A dark and rough chuckle leaves Professor Barnes’ chest, and you feel so embarrassed that you are so sensitive to his touch.

“You want this? You’ve been dreaming about this late at night, haven’t you, sweetheart?”

“Y-yes, every night..”

He finds his way behind you and takes a moment to admire you. In the position you’re in, he can see a glint of your white lace panties.

His finger comes in contact with the cavity behind your knee before they travel up behind your thigh. Your head drops down as you mewl out at the electrifying touch.

“Have you let them do more than just look? Have they slipped their fingers up this little tease of a skirt of yours and touched you through your panties?”

His thumb brushes against your soaked covered slit before it rests against your clit, barely putting any pressure on it.

“Shit, professor.”

“Have they gone as far as to tug your panties to the side and see all of you?”

His fingers take hold of the hem of your panties, and they snap against your skin when he releases.

“N-no, professor. I don’t want them. I only want you, Sir. I only want you to do those things to me. I’ve been dreaming about it, touching myself in the night at the thought of it.”

He slaps your pussy by surprise, and it has you yelp out at the delicious sting it brings. Your elbows drop down to the desk, keeping your weight up.

“Shh… we are still at school, you bad girl. We don’t want anyone finding out that I have a student bent over my desk.”

“So-sorry, professor.”

“God, I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wanted to bend you over the first available surface and fuck you in front of everyone when you call me that.”

You can’t believe that all of this is happening. It’s a whole lot to process, but for now, you are revelling in the fact that all your darkest fantasies are becoming alive at this very moment.

His broad hand presses against the middle of your back, bending you over until the side of your face is pressed against the hard wood of his desk. The new position has your skirt rise to the point where he has a clear view of your clothed pussy.

“Look at you, sweetheart, just asking to be fucked like a little slut.”

His hand drops down to your clothed core once more and rubs your clit over the damp panties.

“Are your panties wet because you like teasing the boys at school, or is it because of me?”

“It’s for you, professor; my panties are always wet because of you.”

His hand pulls your panties to the side, “look at you, look at that pretty little pussy. So wet for me, darling.” His finger drags over your now naked core.

Professor Barnes hooks his fingers around your panties and drags them down your legs, tossing them to the side.

“Such a pretty sight. You look so pretty like this.”

Professor Barnes is still fully dressed. His cock pressed against his trousers, begging to be let out and fuck you.

“Mmm.. next time, I want you on your knees for me, but for now, I need to feel your pussy wrapped around me.”

Your heart skips a beat when he confirms that this wouldn’t be a one-time event.

“I can’t wait till next time then, professor.”

You hear him undo his pants from behind you. The sound of his belt buckle being undone was like music to your ears. As you were about to pull down your skirt, he stopped you.

“Keep the skirt on. I like it.”

At this point, you were so wet, practically dripping down the inside of your thighs.

Professor Barnes placed his palm on your back to put you flush against his desk once again, making your skirt rise up once more and exposing all of your pretty holes.

“So beautiful, sweetheart. All of this for me?”

“Y-yes.”

The pad of his thumb teased your clit before he dragged it through your folds, his thumb soaked in your wetness until it got to your back entrance, teasing your puckered hole.

Your forehead rested against the desk; soft and quiet whimpers escaped your lips at the new and incredible sensation.

“Next time, I have to fuck all your pretty holes too, sweetheart.”

His lips were mere inches from your ear as he whispered those sinful promises to you. His hot breath fanned across your face.

One of his hands caresses and grabs your ass cheek before he places it on your hip, forming a bruising grip, while his other holds his shaft, teasing your folds with his cock.

“Fuck me, professor, please.”

“I’ll give you what you want.”

He slowly pushed his whole length into your warmth, claiming your body as his, wanting you to feel all of him. The feeling of fullness has your eyes roll to the back of your head.

He pulled out till only his tip was inside you before pushing against you with force once more. The power of his thrusts had your hips gnaw into his desk. You were going to be so sore tomorrow, but you didn’t mind one bit.

His thrusts were hard and fast as he fucked you into the desk, his hips slapping against your backside, the force of him making you jolt into the edge with each move of him. You braced yourself by holding onto the edges for dear life.

“Fuck, that’s so good, professor, please don’t stop,” you said rather loudly.

“Shh,” his hand covered your mouth to keep your noises at bay, his hips slowing down their speed, “don't forget where we are now. As much as I would love to hear all the lovely noises you make, it's too risky, you understand?”

All you could do was nod your head that you understood.

“Good, now touch that greedy little clit of yours. I want you to come all around my cock.”

As you played with your desperate clit, his thrusts were powerful as he fucked your tight pussy to his liking. You cried out against his palm each time his cock brushed against your sweet spot, your orgasm building with every stroke of him. You want this to last forever; it’s perfect; it’s everything you ever wanted.

“You want to cum for me?”

With your mouth being preoccupied, all you could do was nod your head.

“Let go for me.”

His seed filling you up was what brought forth your own release. Your walls tightened around him as his hips snapped rapidly against you as he gave you all his cum, not stopping his movements until you were both satisfied. You moaned against his palm. Your eyes struggled to stay open as the pleasure travelled through your entire body in the most delicious way possible.

Professor Barnes struggled to keep his noises down as well. He tried to suck in each noise he released into the room.

He rested his forehead against your back as you both struggled to regain your breaths and bearings.

“Holy shit, that was incredible, professor.”

“I can say the same to you, darling.”

He pulled out of your used hole, the both of you groaning at the loss of contact. If you could, you would want him and you to stay connected forever.

Professor Barnes helped clean you both up with a few tissues he kept on his desk. After he was done, you turned around to lean at the edge of his desk.

You hissed out as you felt incredibly sore from having your hips slammed into the desk repeatedly, but you wouldn’t have had it any other way.

“Hey, are you ok? Did I hurt you?”

One of his hands caressed your upper arm as he had a worrisome expression on his face. Your heart exploded in tingling butterflies that he cared for your well-being after he had fucked you good and raw.

“I’m fine, professor. I’m a little sore, but it’s a pleasant kind of sore.”

“That’s good; just let me know if I ever hurt you, or you’re uncomfortable, ok?”

“Of course, professor.”

You and he got dressed in silence as you both processed the events from a few moments ago. You were so ecstatic, and you couldn’t wait for him and you to meet up again.

You adjusted yourself up, so it didn’t look like you had just been fucked hard against a desk.

Professor Barnes looked at the watch on his wrist, “shit, we have class in five.”

“Yeah, I should get going.”

You picked your bag up, and as you were about to walk out, he grabbed you by the forearm and pulled you against him.

His lips crashed against yours, and it was the first time he had kissed you since you stepped foot into his office. A million words and possibilities were exchanged through that kiss, and you wanted to explore them with him.

“I really enjoyed this.”

“Me too, professor.”

“Please, call me Bucky when it’s just the two of us.”

“Bucky.”

He gave you one last heartfelt kiss before it was time to get going.

“I’ll see you around, Bucky.”

“I can’t wait till next time, sweetheart.”

You opened the door and checked on each side of the hallway if the coast was clear. When you were sure no one was there, you stepped out and closed the door behind you.

You kept your back to his door for a few moments to let out a deep breath you didn’t know you had been keeping in. Your eyes closed as the time in his office went through your head, and you smiled the biggest you had in a long while.

Maybe you and Bucky could turn out to be something beautiful, something more…

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