#household cockroaches

[ljsbugblog]

exquisite creature chilling under some gumtree bark.

Unknown Cockroach (genus Methana).

[chestnutendercat]

i have 2 pet cockraches called paul dano 2 and paul dano 3 (paul dano 1 died) and paul dano 3 is a girl so hopefully paul dano 2 and paul dano 3 get freaky and makes some baby paul danos because there not that interesting to look at (paul dano 2 is always sitting in the lid of the water bottle im using as there container and i cant see in the lid and paul dano 3 moves more then paul dano 2 which might be because i found her yesterday but shes kinda week so if i want to watch her walk i have to lay the water bottle on the side)

[this-is-a-new-low-for-me]

Do you ever see a roach when you are so so tired, or in some sort of rush, and think to yourself “you and I are not enemies by nature but by circumstance, for you know not what crime you have committed whilst I am extremely aware that the punishment for it must be death. As neither of us wish to be involved in this terrible dance, I did not see you, and I had best not see you in the future for I shall not show mercy again”

[mindmxtters]

also I would like to thank u all for ur patience while I was MIA for so long. I was, as the kids would say, Going Through It (tm)

[werefeathers]

i also want to know your top five animal 🫵

herons, pigeons, sheep, dogs, crows (no particular order). animals of all time......

[gebo4482]

Cockroach Simulator household survivor

[vampyrgrl]

tfw you think ur gonna get a lot of work done this week and you get hit with an illness 😍

[undeadcannibal]

Hi, I want to see how Los Vaqueros(and maybe Graves, if it's not too much.) react to the reader who is really really really scared of a cockroach. Maybe they heard reader's screaming and found them climbed on top of the fridge.

Thank you 🥺❤️✨

//It's not base on my real experience or anything i swear 👉👈👀💦

Summary: How Los Vaqueros (Alejandro and Rudy), and Graves react to you freaking out over a cockroach.

Genre: Headcanons, request(s) Characters featured: Alejandro, Rudy, and Graves

Warnings: Mention(s) of bug squishing, none!

A/N: I can heavily relate to this. While I’m fine with most, cockroaches are one of the worst. > >”  Thank you so much for the request, I hope you enjoy! ( Gif credit: xxx )

Rudy―

He's not bothered by them in the slightest, having seen and been around a lot worse in his line of work.

As a result, he's the designated bug squasher of the household.

Anytime he hears a scream that he knows is the result of you seeing a cockroach, he's walking into the room armed with something ready to squish it on sight.

If you're on top of the nearest counter - or even the fridge (which he'll never understand how you get up there so quickly) - he's teasing you about it the entire time he's taking care of the problem.

Definitely likes to play it up that he's more than happy to come to your 'rescue' anytime

Will also totally carry you from place to place if you’re too scared to walk around wherever the bug was last seen.

Alejandro―

Alejandro enjoys being the one that takes care of cockroaches and other gross bugs for you. It makes him feel like he's taking care of you even more so than usual.

Like Rudy, he'll know the sound of your "holy shit there's a bug, please come kill it" scream and runs in armed and ready.

He doesn't mind getting rid of cockroaches and other similar pests.

However, he secretly hates certain insects like centipedes and scorpions, but understands they play vital parts of their own despite being seen as nuisances, so he refuses to kill them. Like spiders, he'll take them outside in a cup and put them somewhere else so they're safe and free to eat more pests that are much worse, in his opinion.

Most of the time, he's a great guy to get rid of cockroaches and the like... Most of the time anyway.

I think he'd also be the type to mess with you about it. After he's killed the bug, he'll scoop it up in a paper towel - or even bare-hand the remains to gross you out even more - and chase after you with it throughout the house.

Loves the chase and seeing how riled up you get over it but won't go as far as to actually touch you with it.

After he's had his fun, he'll get rid of it and wash his hands before coming over and hugging you to make up for it.

Graves―

He's a tough soldier that's been up Hell and back numerous times. A little bug is nothing for him.

Or, at least he acts like it isn't. Secretly hates and is grossed out by them just as much as you but also doesn't want you to think less of him.

He'll act like a sweet, tough savior for you, getting rid of the cockroach as if he's taking out the trash like normal.

But, the second he's alone, he's shivering with disgust and quick to rush off to scrub his hands clean.

Absolutely hates the thought of touching the actual cockroach, so he's always got a paper towel or something similar to pick it up and dispose of it.

Maybe even takes out the entire trash if he's feeling particularly disgusted at the thought of the dead bug in the trash.

[memescomicswriting]

It's Nice to Have a Friend (Preview)

Summary: Fate is cruel on how it goes about obtaining its desires. It must be fate, because there is no other explanation for how perfectly molded Y/N and Helaena are to one another. They complement one another like opposite sides of a coin. Where Helaena is shy, Y/N is outgoing. Helaena has a photographic memory. Y/N has emotional inteligence. They have the right temperament to be the missing piece in one another’s lives. Ying and Yang. Then there are the boys. Love them or hate them, they’re there. Even the adults cannot escape the Targaryen chaos, and the fallout doesn’t spare the minors simply because they’re adolescents. Follow how Y/N and those around her carve out lives for themselves amongst the weight of the Targaryen legacy in a modern Westeros.

Pairings: Aegon x Y/N, Aemond xY/N, hints of Jace x Y/N, Platonic! Helaena x Y/N, Father Figure! Harwin x Y/N

Warnings: 18+ you’ve been warned

Lots of profanity, sexual innuendos, drug and alcohol use, boys being stupid jerks, infidelity, divorce, eventual smut

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Here's a taste of what's to come:

Another night, another summer party Helaena didn’t want to attend. That was fine with Y/N. She hated seeing Helaena uncomfortable and Helaena’s absence didn’t mean she’d be alone. She had many friends, many more acquaintances. She wasn’t the kind of popular person that climbed their way up the social ladder by having the right clothes, posting the right things, or the viciousness to pull others beneath her. No, she just was. She was kind and good humored. It didn’t hurt that she had Valyrian money and beauty.

Helaena didn’t want to go. If she brought Jace and Rhaenyra or Harwin suspected anything, he’d cave into their questioning. Aemond wasn’t an avid party goer. And Aegon, Aegon was grounded, again. His mother had been harsher on him as of late. The stress of her failing marriage manifested in a need to tightly control her kids- despite her eldest going into college, two in high school, and the youngest in middle school. Better caught by Alicent who’d never assumed Y/N was up to no good than another episode of awkward parenting by Rhaenyra.

The party was across the lake from the patriarch Targaryen residence. It wasn’t a secret that the children of the elite enjoyed a party now and again in the woods that made estate borders indistinguishable. So long as they weren’t too loud or too rambunctious, no one went looking for them. However, someone, probably a Baratheon or Florent, didn’t realize that you couldn’t replace your parent’s two-hundred dollar bottle of imported vodka with water. It would freeze. So this go around, some estate security guards were dispatched to break up the party. After all, calling law enforcement could mean a charge of underage drinking. Either way, the partiers saw flashlights and scrammed in every direction like cockroaches when you turn on overhead lights.

The path to Y/N’s house took her right past the guards. The scenic route was too far and it was too late. She was also tipsy. Who’s residence happened to be a shoreline walk away? Conveniently, her best friend’s. She’d snuck into the Targaryen house countless times. She practically lived there throughout Rhaenyra and Laenor’s divorce. Rhaenyra’s half siblings were just as guilty for sneaking into her house. Early on an agreement was made. Only one household could be in turmoil at a time. The kids needed some place to escape.

So there she was, Y/N, once again using a column to climb to the roof of the porch. From the porch roof she could reach a lower balcony. Sometimes, she could sneak in that route. If it was a calm night and everyone was where she expected them to be, she could enter into the second floor den and sneak up the stairs to Helaena’s room. This wasn’t one of those nights. Light peered through the door blinds. Either Alicent or Viserys was up nursing a drink after yet another fight. Y/N had to quickly and quietly dart across that balcony to reach another. A great thing about being rich and owning gated property; you needn’t worry about how someone could scale your house and break in.

On the balcony roof, in one direction was Helaena’s room. In the other, Aegon’s. Normally, Y/N had no problem making it to her destination, However, tonight she had been drinking and her balance was off. The thought that she shouldn’t be climbing roofs had crossed her mind, but in her state, the cost benefit analysis seemed reasonable. Her foot shifted under a loose shingle and slipped down to catch on a gutter rail. She froze, eyes wide, wondering if the noise was loud enough to arouse suspicion. After all, a means of entrance was also a means of escape. That was more of Alicent’s priority. Quickly, at the realization that the music stopped, Y/N reached out an arm and hoisted herself up to the nearest window. It was unlocked, thank the gods, and she scurried in before the balcony doors could open.

She wasn’t exactly graceful. She was in a rush and intoxicated. She came tumbling into the room like a child at their first gymnastics lesson. She snorted laughter at her grand entrance. Her head threw back as her laughter grew. She’d definitely bruise, but that was a problem for later. Her laughter came to a sudden end when she was admonishingly hissed at.

“What the hells are you doing?” Aegon exclaimed as much as he could in a whisper. He was in bed, under the covers shirtless. His hair was in a wild state and his eyes were rimmed like he had just seen a ghost or had a heart attack. Y/N began giggling at the sight and situation. “My mother’s going to kill me thinking I’m trying to sneak out while grounded!”

“Don’t worry,” Y/N reassured while wiping tears of laughter. “There was music downstairs so it was probably Viserys. Alicent’s probably on the other end of the building sulking in her room.”

Aegon ran his hands down his face stretching his skin. “They’re fighting again.”

“I know.” She confirmed with a hum. There she was on the ground, legs out in front of her, back against the wall. She was a sight to behold in only her sandals and a barely covering bathing suit cover. A fantasy that definitely came across Aegon’s teenage male mind. No matter how much she got under his skin. Maybe because of it.

“Well go on then. You’ve gotten in, now get out.” He waved to the door.

Y/N tilted her head and examined him as he was. A Cheshire cat's smile beamed across her face. Under the covers, no shirt, hands sneaking back under the fabric. As if reading her mind, Aegon began to protest. “No, Y/n I swear to the gods!”

Too late. Y/N had hopped onto the bed like a predator would its prey. “Whatcha doing there, Aegon.” She hummed out with emphasis on his name. She tried to snatch the covers, but he beat her to it. Trying to catch the other compromised. A long running pastime for the pair.

“Praying.” He deadpanned.

“Bullshit.”

“Trying to sleep.”

“Nah, try again.”

“Would you just take your dumbass out of here?” He was getting pissy. She liked him pissy. If she wasn’t making him pissy then he was making her pissy.

She grinned that feline grin once more as she shook her head.

“You’re drunk, aren’t you?” He sounded exasperated by her presence.

“Nuh uh.” She shook her head fervently.

“Yeah huh.” He retorted.

“Fine,” She blew out an exhale. “I may have had a drink or two out by the lake.”

“The party Dane junior organized?”

“The very one you sadly missed.”

“That’s such bullshit.” He crossed his arms with a disagreeable pout. “I get grounded for taking the car out on a midnight snack run. Meanwhile, Harwin and Rhaenyra probably think you’re off in bed. Even if they catch you missing they’ll just assume you’re with Helaena.”

“Sucks to suck.” She said with a teasing shrug.

“Fuck you.” He scoffed back.

“That’s probably what you were just dreaming of.” There began another laugh of giggles.

“I fucking hate you.” He grumbled, very annoyed.

Y/N rolled her eyes dramatically. “Hate to love me. Love to hate me. Now come on.” With that, a bag of gummies magically appeared from between her breasts. How she hid them, he did not know but for sure wanted to find out.

“Get dressed and eat an edible with me.” She offered up the bag.

“How in the seven hells did a devil like you end up best friends with my Septa of a sister?” His gaze was wildly aggressive.

“Fine, fine. I’ll turn around and give you privacy.” She mocked.

Aegon took the opportunity and slipped his joggers back on. He knew if he protested she’d only retaliate and he’d be fighting her off.

“And your sister isn’t a Septa. She’s just not interested in being a whore like you. If you’d been there I’d be the only female you haven’t defiled in one form or another.”

He scooted up to the end of the bed next to her. “Huh, you’d be so lucky.” He plucked a gummy out of the bag and tossed it into his mouth. She might annoy him, but he wasn’t going to pass up free drugs.

“Where’d you get these anyway?”

“The Martell’s just got back from Lys.” She hummed.

“Of course they did. So I should’ve taken half.”

“I don’t know. Let’s find out.” With a shrug, she took one herself.

[gyuswhore]

How seventeen would react to you asking them if they'd still love you if you were a cockroach:

masterlist

Seungcheol: immediately makes a face. "I'd call the exterminator on you and all your roach babies"

Jeonghan: "I'd eat you"

Joshua: would say he'd drop you into a pot of boiling water "lobster style"

Jun: would think you'd be cute as a roach. doesn't know about love though. "we can be friends"

Wonwoo: confused by the logistics "how are you gonna become a roach" "its hypothetical" "ok hypothetically, don't become a roach"

Soonyoung: tries his hardest not to hurt your feelings, but the answer is no. said he'd give you to one of those insect enthusiasts that would take proper care of you.

Jihoon: will say yes if he's in a playful mood. will rub you in the muck if he's not.

Seokmin: mans is sweating. he knows he's gonna flying shoe the absolute shit out of you but tries to convince himself you that he'd learn to love your anthropoid-ic ways

Mingyu: says yes. but you have to wipe all 6 feet at the door he won't be having any sewer particles in his household.

Minghao: "would you love ME if i was one?" "..." "thought so"

Seungkwan: disgusted. but would panic if you get upset. promises to feed you rice grains and bottle caps of water.

Vernon: "yeah ill make you tiny headphones we can jam together"

Chan: "id chop your head off to see if you'll live for another 10 years"

[eldritch-spouse]

How would the icons react if their head imps were dragging their (imps) lover’s clearly asleep body from the surface very much like a:

Icon:Whatcha got there? Imp:*Taking their s/o from the surface* A smoothie

[A sexy smoothie. *intense sweating*]

Rinx doesn't bat much of an eye. It's easy for him to assume that he himself asked for that person. " Is this one of mine? "

Naturally, it's a bit weird for him when Nena actively steps back before he can reach for the sleeping human, but he understands it when she wordlessly shakes her head and seems to sweat like a whore in a church. The enviroment of Greed must be getting to her. Well, so long as she doesn't mix you with his captured people of interest, everything will be fine.

Zizz hardly notices it. To be fair, Jayde is very quick about it, Zizz may sleep through the entire ordeal and only ask if someone's going to pick up the passed out human when he wakes up and senses you.

The moment he knows you belong to Jayde, Zizz is imparting knowledge on how to keep you asleep for longer periods of time and how to make sure your body doesn't get sores. Not that Jayde plans to keep you in a "sleeping beauty" state, but he appreciates the knowledge anyway.

Vesper is far too nosy. He's excited for Lacai, wants to know everything, wants to touch, to offer some toys and fabrics.

Apart from some light ribbing, the human is treated as sweetly as Vesper does his own semi-regular harem and Lacai is encouraged to bring them around more open areas to socialize. It's a pretty smooth process between the two of them, probably extremely bizarre to you.

Vorticia probably won't immediately notice an extra person running around. But it's probable she might sweep you up and either try to eat you or demand a guard take you to the kitchen areas, because some sloppy dumbass clearly let you escape.

This is why Eleri practically slaps a "DO NOT EAT" sticker right on your forehead early on. Vorticia doesn't really care what Eleri's going to do with you, but she'd be mildly happy to know they've found someone to love. She'll test you before allowing Eleri to introduce the princes and princesses to you.

Kalymir just laughs. He thought, for a second, that Roch was able to kill something! But no, he's too lazy to even do that.

He takes delight in terrorizing you whenever Roch is careless enough to let you wander, but otherwise doesn't care for you or what happens to you. Roch takes this as the mercy it is and simply tells you not to ever disturb the King. If Kalymir asks you something, you side with him always or provide the most violent answer possible to a problem.

Livius is very interested in what Flints happens to bring over. Which results in the imp racing away with you like a dog that stole a scrap of food off the table.

He's very insistent on having you two sit down and "talk" to him, which is mostly Livius just asking invasive questions and getting carefully shot down by Flints while eyeing you for a better answer. It's stressful. You're treated like an esteemed guest, but Livius is constantly picking and plucking at you to understand how your relationship works, or just to amuse himself.

Cero acts like Rieba is showing him a cockroach. You're dressed down to nothing and humbled to the floor without the King uttering a single word. You're filthy, and he wants you out of his sight, out of his mansion!

Rieba just... Doesn't want you to have to endure the trials of the Royal Household of Pride, so you will only hopefully have to deal with Cero once in a blue moon. Don't worry, you're not trash, you're amazing, she thinks you're the best! Cero just makes everyone feel like chewing gum on the underside of a table.

[onenicebugperday]

@keioroni submitted: Hello yes this creature was found in my institute in [redact please] [removed]

We were careful not to step on it, since it eats cockroaches and we have a mutual hatred for them

What is this creature?

It's a house centipede! You are right that they are very useful for eating household pests, so they're nice to have around :)

[jollmaster]

asile!AU, Niffty, cockroach girl

biography

° Albanian girl who lived in first half of 19th century

° lived only seventeen years as mortal

° married a year before she was widowed, avenged husband's death (he was shot while fetching water at a spring), was captured and strangled

° wears a scarf around neck to cover strangulation marks

° turning into insect in the lower body is partly dose of self-loathing, partly an unconscious desire to shield herself from sexual sphere because of unpleasant associations

° left eye is faceted, and she blindfolds it so she doesn't feel sense of disynchronization

° for seven years before the main events, Niffty lived in a cannibal town

° Alastor had brought her there as a place where she could be safe as his contract girl

° was a servant in households of different local demons (cannibal town has a mixed population)

° for the last year lived at Rosie's household

° Rosie wasn't thrilled with Niffty at first, but grew fond of her and even made for Niffty new clothes

° technically Alastor gave Rosie the child and ran away lol

different small facts

° can't read or write

° counts with her fingers

° eats bugs

° suffers from bipolar affective disorder

° in her lifetime was afraid of cockroaches

° very poorly remembers mortal life in general, but remembers two days well (the day of wedding and the day of death)

° physically Niffty is the youngest of asile/sanctuary inhabitants

° actually she's older than Pentious

[crevicedwelling]

this mysterious object is an ootheca, a cockroach egg case, but this one is special:

while females of many roaches, including household species, will run around with hard-skinned oothecae extruded before dumping them somewhere safe, cockroaches in the family Blaberidae extrude then withdraw a soft, membranous ootheca into their bodies again until the eggs are ready to hatch—they’re livebearing! it isn’t a true uterus, but the brood pouches of some blaberids supply the developing eggs with essential moisture.

this ootheca belongs to a hybrid stock Madagascan hissing cockroach (Gromphadorhina portentosa x hybrid). roaches of this genus may produce a nutritious fluid from the brood sac which supplies the babies with a good meal before they part ways with their mother.

read about ovoviviparity in cockroaches here:

[urlocalmultigroupfan]

fallout (pt. 5)

pairing: bang chan x female reader

summary: you work with skz in chernobyl. everything is fine....until it isn't.

tags/warnings: gruesome and horrific material, explosions, gory kind of? sorry if i missed anything.... still putting it together.

a/n: guys i am so sorry for not posting 😭 i had to get an allergy test yesterday and im apparently allergic to dust (like really badly), cockroach dropping (guess whos cleaning up the cockroaches now??), dog hair (that was already known but it sucks 😭) and cat spit...literally all the household stuff....i need to go back next week for food testing but my arm is so itchyy 😔 anyways

The control room was quieter than you expected. Despite the chaos just outside, the small group inside seemed focused, almost eerily so. Chan stood at the center of it all, his presence commanding but strained, like a thread pulled too tight.

“We’ve got more reports,” Felix said, handing over a file. “It’s not adding up.”

“What isn’t adding up?” you asked, stepping closer.

“The energy levels, the containment status—none of it matches what we’re seeing,” Felix explained, his brows furrowed in frustration. “If the readings are this inconsistent, we can’t even begin to figure out what went wrong.”

Chan rubbed his temples, sighing deeply. “It’s not about what went wrong anymore. It’s about how we stop it from getting worse.”

Your chest tightened. The vague details were almost worse than knowing everything. You didn’t need to understand science to know people were in danger. Minho’s worsening condition had already shown you that.

“Have you heard from the medics?” Chan asked you softly.

You shook your head. “No change.” The words felt heavy on your tongue. “He’s... hanging on, but they don’t know for how long.”

Chan clenched his fists. “We need answers.”

“I think I might have something,” Felix interrupted, pulling up a diagram on the screen. “It’s not the whole picture, but if we look at these auxiliary systems—”

Before he could finish, the ground shook slightly beneath your feet. It wasn’t violent, just enough to send a ripple of unease through the room.

“What was that?”

“Aftershock,” Chan muttered, but the uneasiness in his tone betrayed him. He looked at Felix. “Keep working on that. We’ll check on the site again.”

The area outside was a strange mix of bustling activity and eerie stillness. Workers moved quickly, shouting commands and hauling equipment, but the oppressive atmosphere made it feel like everything was happening in slow motion.

You followed Chan, weaving through the maze of people and machinery. He didn’t speak, but his focus was razor-sharp. Every so often, he’d glance back at you, his expression unreadable.

When you finally reached the perimeter, a familiar face greeted you—Hyunjin, his usual composure cracked just enough to let a sliver of worry show.

“You shouldn’t be here,” he said, his gaze flickering between you and Chan.

“We need to know what’s really going on,” Chan replied firmly.

Hyunjin hesitated, then stepped aside. “Just don’t stay too long. It’s... worse than they’re saying.”

You exchanged a look with Chan before stepping forward. The sight ahead of you was overwhelming—machines working overtime, the air thick with an unnatural haze, and a lingering tension that pressed against your chest.

Chan placed a hand on your shoulder. “Let’s go.”

As you turned back, your mind raced with questions. What weren’t they telling you? How much longer could Minho hold on? And most haunting of all—what would happen if you didn’t find the answers in time?

The makeshift command tent was a mix of chaos and control. Charts and blueprints covered every available surface, radios crackled with updates, and exhausted workers came and went like ghosts. You stood near Chan, who had been staring at the same diagram for far too long.

“You’ve been quiet,” you said softly, pulling up a chair beside him.

“I’m trying to figure out where it all went wrong,” he replied without looking up. His voice was hoarse, his energy clearly depleted. “There’s no clear answer. Just… pieces of a puzzle that don’t fit.”

You leaned closer to see the papers spread before him, but your attention snagged on something else. There, near his temple, was a patch of bare skin where his hair had thinned.

“Chan,” you began hesitantly, “are you feeling okay?”

He finally looked at you, his tired eyes narrowing slightly. “Why?”

“Your hair…” You gestured gently, unsure how to phrase it.

He reached up instinctively, his fingers brushing against the spot. For a moment, his expression was unreadable, then his hand dropped to the table. “It’s fine,” he said, too quickly to be convincing. “Probably just stress.”

You wanted to push further, but the tension in his jaw made you stop.

“Chan,” Felix called from across the tent, breaking the moment. “We’ve got another situation.”

“What now?” Chan muttered, rising to his feet.

Felix held up a clipboard as the three of you gathered around. “We’ve confirmed higher levels of exposure near the cooling systems. If we don’t get them stabilized soon, the fallout could spread even further.”

Chan nodded, his focus snapping back into place. “We’ll handle it. Let’s move.”

The cooling systems were a tangled mess of pipes, steam, and machinery, all of it humming with an unsettling energy. Chan immediately started issuing instructions, his voice steady despite the strain in his posture.

You followed his lead, helping to move equipment and relay messages, but your mind kept drifting back to the thinning patch on his head. It wasn’t just stress. It couldn’t be.

“Chan,” you said quietly when there was a lull in the activity. “You need to see a doctor.”

He shot you a look over his shoulder. “Not now, Y/N. There’s too much at stake.”

“Exactly,” you argued. “If something happens to you, who’s going to keep this all together?”

He didn’t answer, instead turning back to the machinery. But his silence said more than words ever could.

Back at the tent, you found Hyunjin pacing, his arms crossed tightly over his chest.

“They’re lying to us,” he said as soon as you walked in.

“What do you mean?” Felix asked, stepping in behind you.

Hyunjin gestured toward a stack of reports. “These numbers don’t make sense. They’re downplaying the exposure levels. If we don’t start taking this seriously—” He stopped, his gaze flickering to Chan. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Chan replied, brushing past him.

Hyunjin didn’t look convinced, and neither were you.

As the night stretched on, the weight of everything began to feel insurmountable. And yet, the real battle wasn’t just against the disaster—it was against time, secrecy, and the toll it was already taking on all of you.

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