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dissvicious · 2 days ago

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Alone in Wano - 1 / 2

A/N: it's been an eternity since I posted a fanfic here & I deleted the last one I posted here because I was too self conscious so words can't fathom how much I'm nervous right now lmao. No much content warnings but contain Wano spoilers, canon violence & also apparently it makes people cry. thanks @a-killer-obsession for beta reading, & @wyvernslovecake for letting me play dolls with Shriek ♥

One month.

29 days.

690 hours or so.

Nina sighed, grunting as the baby kicks in her belly kept her from sleeping. She tried to change position in the uncomfortable futon discarded on the ground, to relieve the pressure her womb was applying on her guts - without any effect. She closed her eyes, and, as usual, images of what happened flashed in front of her eyes. Kaido falling in the ground at Ozzy’s birthday party, Kid refusing to submit, the beast pirates destroying the castle and locking everyone in the jails of their ships, sending them to Wano. Quincy, Heat, Wire, Hip, Papas…Thanks to gods, she didn’t see Shriek in the cramped cells. She must have locked herself in her room, just like Nina asked. She silently prayed for her safety and rolled on her back again, looking at the ceiling.

She hadn’t felt this lonely for a long time. Not since she joined the Kid pirates, in fact. She almost managed to believe that life was going to be ok, she almost touched that peace from the tip of her fingers, but Kaido took everything away from her. Nina rubbed her eyes, trying to chase the tears that threatened to flow on her cheeks. One month without Killer tenderly spooning her in her sleep. 29 days without Kid playfully grabbing her ass while passing by in the morning. 690 hours, or so, without passing her fingers through the soft fur of Shriek to untangle it.

"MAMAAAAAAA"

Ozzy’s tears took her out of her reverie. She sat up in the futon, and took the toddler on her lap, before opening her kimono to allow him to latch on her breast and take some milk. She passed her hand through her son’s pink hair, looking down at him tenderly. At least, Kaido didn’t separate them. She was so scared at first, when he discarded them to Orochi, saying that a pregnant chick and a toddler was no use for him. Nina wasn’t strong, she didn’t have any power, she didn’t have haki, and without her chainsaw, the only thing she could do to protect her heir would have been to run and sink her teeth into whatever neck presented to her. Thankfully, Komurasaki seemed to have pity for them and asked Orochi to keep her and Ozzy in her court, which Orochi accepted. Not that he seemed to be able to refuse anything to Komurasaki, though. Nina and Komurasaki immediately understood each other on this - Nina, too, had to pretend to like men for her safety in the past. And staying near the shogun, she could maybe learn a thing or two about Kid or Killer’s fate. Ozzy finished eating and she hugged him tight, seeking comfort in the scent of his hair. God, she missed her lovers so much. Ever since he helped her sober up, she had never been separated from Killer for this long. And as much as it cost her to admit, she missed Kid just as much. After years of being used and tossed away, she finally had a home, a family. She just wanted them back.

Loud screams coming from Orochi's banquet dragged her out of her spiraling. She put back her breast in her kimono and held Ozzy close to her chest, mother instinct going full mode as a little girl with a big grin and pink hair ran to her, crying, holding her close as to seek reassurance in her arms.

“Toko… ?”

Nina bent down and managed with some effort to take Toko under the arm that wasn’t holding Ozzy, finding, by some miracle, space for the little girl, the toddler, and her big round belly.

“Toko… what happened?”

Toko looked up at her, unable to answer, her breath cut by a burst of laughter. Nina bit her lip to restrain any reaction that could hurt the girl’s sensibility. Even if Komurasaki explained to her the whole shit about SMILE and its effects, she still needed to process that Toko could have a big grin or laugh, but still be sad, angry or scared. One thing for sure, the more she learned about Kaido, the more she wanted him dead.

As she was about to question Toko again, Komurasaki and Kyoshiro barged in the room. Nina's eyes went wide open and she stood up as she saw the blood on Komurasaki's clothes.

“The hell?” she asked.

Komurasaki seemed to do great, though, and she walked in with a hurry to take Toko in her arms after changing into a discreet, more modest robe than her usual attire and throwing her jewelry on the ground. Nina turned an inquisitive glance to Kyoshiro who frowned at her.

“No time to explain. All of you need to leave the castle.”

“But…”

“NOW!”

Nina frowned, sensing the urge in Kyoshiro’s voice. She nodded and, holding Ozzy close to her chest, she followed Komurasaki and Toko through a secret escape.

One month.

31 days.

738 hours or so.

Nina’s eyes didn’t leave the hearth, fire crackling and flames casting a warm light through the little wood shed. Toko was sleeping peacefully next to her, holding Ozzy against her, her permanent grin not leaving her face. Nina looked up at the green haired woman sitting across her, a protective hand on her belly.

“So what do I have to call you now?” Nina asked.

“Hiyori.”

Nina studied her face. When they arrived at the secret hideout, Hiyori explained everything to her. How she was actually Oden’s daughter. How she was born on the Oro Jackson, a long time ago. How she had to watch her little brother jump forward in the future thanks to some time travel devil fruit, while her mother was dying in the flames. How a plan to take down Orochi and Kaido was in place, silently building in the shadows for the past 26 years. Once again, Nina met her eyes and a silent comprehension passed between the two women. They both experienced what true loneliness was, they both saw the ugliest face of men. At this exact moment, Nina understood why Hiyori took care of her. Seeing her alone with her baby, pregnant with the second, must have reminded her of her own family.

“That’s not everything.” Hiyori said, a serious glance on her face. She bent aside and grabbed a newspaper on the ground before giving it to Nina.

Nina frowned and took the journal, and her eyes went wide in shock as she read. The news was about a pirate captain sent to Udon jail, and even if the picture below was only an ink drawing, she couldn’t help the tears flooding down her cheeks when she recognized Kid.

“I need to go there.”

“Nina…” Hiyori started to sigh, but Nina cut her off.

“No, you don’t understand!”

She looked at Ozzy, still peacefully asleep in Toko’s arms, occasionally twitching in his sleep.

“His father… Ozzy’s father. One of them. He’s maybe there, I can’t-”

“Nina.”

Hiyori's tone was stern now, and Nina sighed, knowing already where the conversation was landing. Since Hiyori saved her, they had it on a daily basis. Nina sat down, putting a hand on her belly.

“I know, I know. I’m pregnant. I have to be careful.”

Hiyori smiled softly, looking up at her with her big, soft eyes, and Nina smiled back. Both women looked at the fire in silence for a moment.

“I hope they’re doing fine.” Nina whispered, caressing her belly softly, where her little one was giving high kicks again. “I can’t live without them.” She cursed herself mentally for being so sappy.

When did she become so sensitive? After the whole Perona disaster, she thought she was done with romantic bullshit. She was a tough girl, picking up fights in bars and sailing alone, surviving out of thieving and brawlings. She sailed for months, years maybe even, alone, and she held herself alone, even if she had to rely on drugs or sell her body to keep on going. But destiny made her cross paths with Kid pirates, and Killer saved her, and she allowed herself to fall in love again, and then she fell for Kid as well, and the crew adopted her, and she adopted them. And then there were the children, and soon she was surrounded by more tenderness and affection than she could handle. She wiped her tears. Fucking mood swings.

Hiyori seemed to notice her demeanor change, because she moved ever so slightly to wrap an arm around her shoulders, slowly comforting her.

“They’re alive. I would have heard of it if they were dead,” She whispered. Nina nodded, nuzzling against Hiyori's shoulder, closing her eyes.

“I hope so.”

Nina woke up the next morning, snuggled against Hiyori. She sighed in relief. It was good to feel the warmth of another human being again - well, an adult one. With regret, she withdrew herself from the green haired woman's embrace. She stood up and took Ozzy in her arms, cradling him tenderly. Behind her, the fire was dying slowly. It was cold outside, they would need to light another one, and there was no more dry wood left. She wrapped Ozzy in his carrier and tied it on her back. Hiyori would scold her for not resting but she couldn't help it. She didn't want to feel like a burden. She didn't want to feel useless. Hiyori had saved their life, the least she could do was to ensure her a warm room to wake up in. She walked out of the small cabin and closed the door behind her.

Nina was out in the snow, gathering some dry wood, when a deafening scream pierced the ambient silence. She jolted her head as she recognized Hiyori's voice. Without thinking, she put Ozzy in safety next to the wood carrier, wrapping her vest around him to keep him warm and safe, and ran to Hiyori as fast as her round belly allowed her to.

Her mind went blank at the scene she was witnessing.

Hiyori was hidden behind a green haired samurai who looked a bit like the mugiwara sword guy… Roronoa? She was shaking, terrified, holding Toko close in her arms. And in front of them…

This laugh.

This blonde mane.

Those icy blue eyes.

Nina eyes went wide and without thinking, she ran to them as Roronoa was about to attack.

“NO!!”

She yelled, throwing herself between Roronoa and his opponent. Hiyori screamed, but Nina couldn’t care less, her focus on the laughing figure in front of her. Tears perked at the corners of their eyes and she took a few steps forward. At this moment, Roronoa didn’t exist anymore, Hiyori didn’t exist anymore, even Ozzy was far away in her mind. The only thing that mattered for her were those beautiful icy blue eyes piercing through the bandages. So soft. So familiar. The eyes that looked at her with adoration every morning and always managed to make her feel safe.

She took a few steps forwards, wiping her eyes with a relieved chuckle.

“Killer? My lion?”

The blonde looked down at her, a grin plastered on his face. Killer didn’t usually grin without his mask, but after a month without seeing each other, he was probably happy to see her too. She took another step forward, still chuckling in relief. Killer looked down at her, immobile. She looked up at him with pure adoration and sobbed.

“Killer, I'm so…”

She froze when he suddenly arched back, letting out a loud burst of laughter. He laughed. Loudly. Killer laughed. In front of perfect strangers. In front of an opponent.

Puzzled and worried, she held a hand to caress his cheek, an attempted comforting gesture, but before she could touch his skin, she was violently thrown in the snow, kicked in her belly by the wood of his scythes. She felt an intense pain bowing her in half, then, nothing.

The last thing she saw before passing out was Killer's frame passing by her side as if she was nothing but an insect he brushed off his shoulder. The last thing she heard was his laugh fading in the distance, and then everything went black.

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dissvicious · 3 months ago

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JUST IN TIME FOR NINA'S BIRTHDAY!

THIS IS SO SOFT AND SWEET I'M CRYING KRYS YOUR THE BEST

GO GIVE MONEY TO MY FRIEND !!!!!!

Brat Pt.2 [Kid x Killer x OC Nina]

Commissioned by @dissvicious, Pt.1 here

CW: softness and hand holding EW lmao, third person POV, grinding, face riding, p in v sex, creampie, the ship is kid x killer x oc but this part is mostly kid x oc

WC: 3.1k

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Killer was the first to wake, smiling as he found himself as the bread to a Nina sandwich, Kid acting as the other slice. This was Killer's bliss, not having to choose between the two people he loved most in this world, both of them sleeping soundly in his bed, limbs tangled together, red and pink and blonde mixing together on his pillows as he watched his lovers snore softly. Nina was curled into Killer's chest as she usually was in the mornings, her arms tucked under his to wrap around his back. Kid was spooning her, his metal arm laying discarded somewhere on the floor while his good arm held Nina's waist protectively, possessively even, his face buried against her shoulder.

As much as this was his idea of heaven though, Killer couldn't stay in bed. He was on breakfast duty, and the ship was littered with sleeping pirates who would soon wake up with nasty hangovers, in desperate need of a carb and grease heavy breakfast. Nina was used to waking alone when he was on breakfast duty, but he wondered how she'd react to waking next to only Kid. Should he wake Kid too? That in itself was a challenge - it was never a good idea to wake the captain when it wasn't an emergency. Surely it would be fine? Maybe it would give them the chance to talk things over, now that the walls between them had been weakened by last night's activities. With a sigh he slipped out of Nina's hold, climbing out of bed and heading for a quick shower. He thought about his options more as he washed, but to his surprise, by the time he left the bathroom, Nina had turned, seeking out Kid's warmth in her sleep and wrapping herself around him. Killer smiled to himself seeing his two lovers so entangled and sleeping peacefully, holding that image in his mind as he left to head to the kitchen, closing the door behind him as softly as he could as to not wake them.

Nina didn't think anything was different to usual as she woke up. Her body wrapped around a larger one, a warm breath against her face, a strong arm draped over her side. As she did every morning, she craned her neck to brush her nose against the other, pressing her lips softly against his with a quiet sigh and a murmured “good morning,” before nuzzling her face back into the crook of his neck. The body beside her stiffened, the first sign that anything was out of place, instead of the gentle kiss to the top of her head she usually received in response. Finally opening her citrus eyes, they went wide as she finally noticed the amber eyes staring back at her, wide in surprise, his body frozen in place out of fear and confusion.

Eyes flicking downwards, she realised they were both still naked, pressed hard against each other, Kid's morning wood brushing against her thigh and reminding her of last night's activities. Reminding her of her fury, then her pleasure, then that pang of sadness she felt when she thought he was leaving. Her eyes flicked back to his, and silently she shifted up the bed, meeting his face eye to eye, brushing her nose against his once again, on purpose this time, trying to gauge if he felt the same way she did. All that anger and jealousy had been misplaced between them, and it'd taken him leaving for her to realise it. Kid's heart was beating hard, he could hear it in his ears, feeling her soft breath on his mouth as his own caught in his throat. He was trying to figure out what he was feeling, this was all new and weird to him.

He loved Killer, that went without saying, but what he had with Killer couldn't be explained. It didn't just happen, it had always been there, growing steadily. This was different. Nina appeared out of nowhere, and for the longest time he thought he hated her, hated what she had with Killer. He thought he was jealous, mad that he no longer had sole ownership of Killer's heart, and it took the two of them making him stay last night to realise that wasn't it at all. Curling up next to Nina had felt natural, it had soothed his heart, made him feel a wholeness he hadn't thought possible, peering over her shoulder and meeting Killer's eyes and seeing all the love he held for both of them. It was clear in that moment that Killer wanted this, he wanted all three of them to be together, with no animosity, no hate, only a shared love. Nina was making it clear too, as the piercing on her nose pressed against Kid, lips so very close, waiting for an answer to the wordless question she was asking. Did Kid want this too? Did he want Nina?

His mouth pressed against hers before he could think too hard about it. Receiving her answer, she was quick to thread her hand through his hair, tugging at it as she parted her lips for him, allowing his tongue entry. She made a soft moan as his tongue pressed against hers, the sound going straight to Kid's dick as he held her tight against him with his good arm. It felt right, like kissing her was the answer he'd been looking for too, to what question he didn't know. All he knew was she tasted good, even after a night of drinking and sucking dick, and he wanted as much of her as he could get. He understood now why Killer was so obsessed with her, there was something addicting about Nina, he wanted more of it.

She clearly wanted more as well, taking advantage of him only having one arm to balance himself, pushing him onto his back and straddling him, mouths still clashing as her nails racked down his scared chest. Kid surprised himself when he didn't fight it. He was always on top with women, always, but right now he was entirely at her mercy, groaning into her mouth as she ground her wet core against his erection. She was wasting no time making it clear what she wanted from him, whining into him as she rubbed herself against him, lubricating his length with her need. Kid quickly realised though that if she went straight to riding him, she'd likely hurt herself. Nina was only small, especially compared to Kid, and he'd felt first hand last night how tight her cunt was. As soon as she parted from the kiss to breathe, he took the opportunity to speak.

“Nina, let me prep you,” he spoke, his voice huskier than usual, still burdened by sleep.

“I don't need prep,” she pouted, reaching down between them and taking his cock in her hand, intending to line herself up. He reached down and grabbed her wrist, looking at her sternly. “Kid, just let me have it.”

“I ain't saying you can't,” he sighed, “but I'm not gonna hurt ya. Just come sit on my face or somethin’, Kil will kick my ass if I split you in half.”

Nina sat upright and crossed her arms in faux anger, peering down at him with all the irritation she could muster on her face. She couldn't help but give in though when Kid perked one hairless eyebrow playfully, before using his fingers to make a V in front of his face and flicking his tongue lewdly between them. It caught her off guard, and she stifled a snort. “Come on, I'll treat you good,” Kid massaged her thigh, shifting down the bed a little and taking her with him as he put himself in a better position for her, “you always say you wanna suffocate me. Do your worst.”

Nina decided to give in, if only to shut him up and get his cock faster, climbing up his body to hover over his face. One hand held the headboard for support, while the other threaded through Kid's hair. She grinned as she pulled hard on it and he let out a whine. “Didn't expect you to be so submissive, Kid,” she teased.

“Yeah, yeah,” Kid rolled her eyes, “just hurry up and sit the fuck down. Yer not the only one who wants my dick in yer cunt.”

Nina began to lower, and Kid, as impatient as ever, grabbed her thigh and pulled her down faster, immediately lapping at her cunt and making her body jolt in surprise. “Fuck, slow down!” Nina yelped as Kid sucked and licked at her clit, forcing moans from her. He looked up at her with a shit eating grin, she couldn't see his mouth but she could see that fire that sparkled in his eyes whenever he was being cocky. She wanted to reply with a pout, but was too overwhelmed by his thick tongue forcing itself inside her. A string of curses left her as he thrust his tongue in and out of her cunt, exploring every inch he could reach, occasionally switching to sucking and licking at her clit instead. His hand ran up and down her thigh, massaging and pulling at it, holding her in place whenever she tried to escape the over stimulation. She was no match for his strength, even with only one arm, all she could do was take it, white knuckling the headboard and tugging hard on his hair while she made sounds Killer would probably hear all the way from the galley.

Her coil was already pulling tight when she made the mistake of looking down at him, his amber eyes blown out with lust, piercing as they looked back up at her, focusing on the way her face contorted from the pleasure he was giving her. This was supposed to just be prep for the big event, but he was singularly focused on making her cum, addicted to the way her face morphed as her body twitched as he ate her out, wanting so badly to taste her release. His calloused hand squeezed her thigh hard, like he was begging for her to come, and it stirred her on even further. “Fuck, fuck, Kid I'm- I'm gonna cum,” she cried out. Kid doubled his efforts, his eyes closing in concentration, his groans vibrating her cunt. He'd never been so focused on making a woman cum before in his life, he needed it like it was water, he couldn't explain it. Her hand pulled painfully at his hair as she screamed, her body convulsing above him as she hit her orgasm, Kid not letting up as he worked her through it until she fell limp, shifting to sit on his chest and pressing her forehead against the cool wall in front of her as she tried to catch her breath.

Kid's hand rubbed her thigh soothingly, rubbing small circles on her skin with his thumb as she occasionally jolted from aftershocks. “You all good, shortstack?” Kid asked uncharacteristically softly. Nina replied with a short “mmm,” cracking one eye open to look down at him, the corners of her mouth lifting in a fucked-out grin. “You still wanna fuck me?” she asked.

“Only if you're up for it,” he replied. Usually he would be fine to just take his pleasure, he wouldn't even give it a second thought, but it felt different with Nina. He wanted her to enjoy it too, if she was too tired to participate then he'd just go take care of himself. Nina rolled off him, laying beside him and looking at him through half lidded eyes.

“Fuck me, captain,” she near whispered. Kid's dick twitched at the sultry look she was giving him as she parted her legs to make space for him. Something told him that Nina didn't usually just lay down for her lovers, he knew from last night that she was only submissive if the brat was beaten out of her, it made this feel all the more intimate and made Kid nervous that he was going to fuck it up. He liked the intimacy she was offering him, it wasn't something he ever had with women, only with Killer, but the stakes felt higher because of it. He knelt between her legs carefully, taking his cock in his hand and pumping it a few times as he lined himself up, not that he needed any preparation. He was rock hard, his eyes roaming over her lithe body as she spread her legs further for him, one hand tucked under her chin as she chewed a finger in anticipation, the other reaching for him and running painted nails down his torso as her own eyes roamed. “Kid,” she said softly, as though reminding him of the task at hand, as he'd gotten entirely distracted just looking at her.

“Right, sorry,” he coughed, “you're just so… fuck.”

“Stop being a pussy and fuck me already,” Nina scoffed, though it came out more like a plea. Kid understood. She was trying to keep up her bad girl demeanour, just like he was trying to keep up his bad boy appearance, but it was hard when they both wanted each other so fucking bad. It was a physical ache that could only be remedied by him burying himself in her. Not wanting to disappoint her, he carded his tip through her wet folds to lubricate himself, before finally pushing in. Her fingernails dug into his forearm as he sunk inside her, moving slowly as she stretched and adjusted around him, the breath knocked from both of them at the electricity they felt. He paused as he hit his base, bending to press his forehead against hers as they both caught their breath, his hand moving to grip the headboard to keep his heavy frame from crushing her. One of her hands threaded through his thick red hair while the other clawed at his back, her legs wrapping around his waist. He was too wide for her to lock her ankles together, but she pressed her heel against his ass to beg him to move.

Kid took the hint and made slow, deep thrusts. Usually he would start hard and fast, give them no time to adjust, just to hear them scream his name. He didn't want to hear Nina scream, he wanted to hear her make deep, pleasured moans and call his name like a prayer. His pace was having the exact effect that he wanted, his thick cock pressing against every pleasurable spot inside her and building an intense orgasm bit by bit for both of them. Any thought of brattiness was fucked right out of her, eyes rolling as she held on to him desperately, lips crashing back together and swallowing moans. Little by little he increased his pace, until he could no longer keep his mouth on hers, her body jostled back and forth and her nails digging deep half moon indents into his wide back.

“Fuck, I'm close,” he groaned in her ear, his hand on the headboard threatening to snap the wood from how hard he gripped it. He wished he still had his other hand, so he could grope her breasts or leave bruising fingerprints on her hips, fresh ones on top of the ones he'd left last night. Her breasts were small but enough to still bounce with every thrust he made, but it was her face he was most mesmerised by. She couldn't keep her eyes open anymore, too lost to her pleasure, and he was transfixed by it. Never in Kid's life did he think he'd be more interested in watching a woman's face than watching her tits bounce, or watching the spot where he disappeared inside her. Her pussy was clenching around him, signalling her own peak, but she was too lost to verbalise it. All she could do was moan and bury her face against his chest.

“I've got you, I've got you,” Kid groaned, “cum for me Nina, I'm gonna- fuck, I can't hold off much longer, yer cunt is like a fucking vice.”

“KID,” Nina wailed, before her nails broke the skin on his back and her body went tense, every muscle contracting as she squeezed him and forced him to cum with her. Kid swore to himself before it turned to a roar, painting her insides as she shook underneath him. She was whimpering from the intensity as he ceased his movements, the two of them panting hard, Nina still holding him, though her grip now loosened by her weakness. “Kid,” she whispered now, this time a plea for him to get off her so she could get fresh air. He pulled out slowly, cum dripping from her entrance as he removed the only thing keeping it in, and he collapsed on the bed beside her.

“That was-” he started.

“-intense, yeah,” she panted.

The two of the stared at the ceiling for what felt like an age, arms on the bed slowly moving closer, subtly seeking each other out, until they finally touched and their fingers wove together.

“So what are we?” Kid asked, worried that his hand holding hers was sweating from how anxious and confused he was in that moment.

‘Whatever you want,” Nina replied, “do we have to name it?”

“No,” Kid agreed, breathing a relieved sigh that he wasn't immediately being rejected, “and… Killer?”

“He never stopped loving you, asshole,” Nina responded, “he was just waiting for you to stop being such a pig headed idiot. I'm fine sharing. He's fine sharing. Are you fine sharing?”

“If it's just with Killer, yeah,” Kid hummed to himself.

The two of them laid in silence for a little longer, Nina rolling to curl up next to him as Kid pulled the blanket up to cover them both, the warmth from the physical exertion now fading and making Nina shiver. Kid tucked his arm under her, holding her close and rubbing her back soothingly. They both spooked slightly as the door suddenly opened, before relaxing again as they both clocked the wild mane of blonde as Killer used his back to open the door, spinning and shutting it with his boot as he revealed the tray of food he was holding.

“Breakfast in bed!” He announced, before pausing as he took in Nina and Kid's positions, and the clear scent of sex in the air. He smiled to himself under his mask, knowing the answer already to the question he would ask, but wanting to ask it anyway. “All good?”

“Yeah, we're good,” Kid replied, looking at Nina with a fondness he didn't know was possible to feel for the feral pink-haired woman. She smiled up at him, leaning up to press a chaste kiss on his mouth.

“We're good,” she agreed.

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