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my heart wanted to draw some wholesome kazuscara chibis
#who am i to deny it#i need to draw Chibis more often tbh#kazuscara#genshin#genshin impact#kazuha#scaramouche#katie’s adventures in art#my art
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#politics#dua lipa#twice#megan thee stallion#one direction#aespa#illustration#funny#health & fitness#wonder woman#curly hair#japan#jojo's bizarre adventure#lisa#lady gaga#katy perry#kpop#lgbtq#arcane#caitvi#sabrina carpenter#caitlyn kiramman#anime art#lipstick
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Sometimes if the spaceship looks to be bad news don't do your normal ways of finding out info. Who knows what could be lurking in the system.
#Voltron Crossover#Voltron AU#brainiac#brainiac fanart#takashi shirogane#pidge holt#katie holt#voltron fanart#voltron#voltron legendary defender#fanart#digital art#my adventures with superman#artists on tumblr
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The Cat-Man and The Kitten - art by L.B. Cole (1946)
#l.b. cole#catman comics#comic art#comic covers#golden age of comics#the cat-man#the kitten#captain david merrywether#katie rose#continental magazines#shark#underwater adventures#1940s#1946
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More 3x3 canvases!
#Katy does art#homestuck#adventure time#one piece#deltarune#among us#gravity falls#eggbug#gir invader zim
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#aiart#ai#art#adventure#video game character#digitalart#transformation#lara croft#katy perry#action#celebrity
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We've defeated the first gym! Back to posting these again even though I already completed the game,, I just haven't taken time to draw things for my screenshots lol,, ANYWAY how could I not love her,, she bug,, she green,, she a little baker <3
#pokemon violet#trees violet adventures#pokemon#art#artists on tumblr#pokemon scarlet#pokemon scarlet and violet#cortondo gym#drawing#tarountula#tarountula pokemon#bug type#bug type gym#katy#katy pokemon#female artists#my art#2023 art#2023#fanart#pokemon fanart#colored pencil#colored pencils
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Katy
#art#rimey blog#watercolor#water color#painting#unico#katy the kitty witch#fantastic adventures of unico#rimey art
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Ex Dynamis Chaos Act I: Episode 2 - Magnetic Mayhem
The borough of Uptown Dallas was busy as always on this most whimsical of Summer days. Cars packed the market streets both East and West of State Highway number 75, which had a smooth flow to itself being between rush hours in the midday. People outnumbered the cars, walking in and out and up and down the storefront ways; they filled the parks too, if and so you would believe it. All was in line…
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#action#adventure#dallas#fantasy#fiction#foot chase#katy trail#Kavikaru#literature#martial arts#Sentri Sable#Texas#The Metal#webnovel#writing
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"If we can all relax a bit and get back to that space of play, the lit world (and maybe more) will be a whole lot better for it."
Katy Naylor has been incredibly cool about this, so let's give her all the attention and let's play:
read the interview
read the voidspace
#katy naylor#the voidspace#IF#interactive story#interactive fiction#interactive art#choose your own adventure#play
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Rival VI
Hardersson x Child!Reader
Part of Big Adventures Universe
Summary: You return to London
"Princesse," Magda groans as you come jumping down the stairs of the hotel with Pernille," What did I tell you last night?"
You very pointedly ignore her as you go skipping over to Sydney, Georgia and Sam. You present yourself in front of them, chest sticking out as you smooth down the familiar red material and the cannon crest on your chest.
"You're kidding," Georgia says, eyes wide as she looks up at Magda and Pernille," You have to be kidding me. You're letting her wear this?"
"I'm not!" Magda says at the same time Pernille rolls her eyes.
"She's old enough now to choose her own clothes," Pernille says plainly," We're fostering independence."
"Yeah!" You say with a little giggle, sticking your tongue out at Georgia happily," I packed it just for today!"
"It shouldn't have been packed at all!" Magda insists," I told you that you weren't allowed to pack it."
"Auntie Frido says-"
"Oh, here we go."
"-That choosing clothes is an exercise of my right to express myself."
There's silence for a moment and all of the adults look at you with varying degrees of shock.
"Do..." Magda's mouth is wide open as she stares, blinking a few times as if she can't understand why you've just said that. "Do you know what you just said?"
You shake your head happily. "Auntie Frido told me to tell you though. She made me remember-ise it."
"Memorise."
"Huh?"
"She made you memorise it."
"Yeah, that too."
Magda sighs deeply, eyes closing briefly before opening again. "When we get home, I'm burning your Arsenal kits."
"Auntie Frido says that's illegal! And I can sue you for it!" You turn to Pernille primly, chest puffing out. "She made me memorise that too."
To save Magda's eyes, you end up wearing a zip up hoodie over your Arsenal jersey on the bus ride over to the pitch.
You happily sit with Pernille, who lets you watch one of your favourite Scooby-Doo episodes on her phone as you hum the theme song under your breath. Your little legs kick around happily as Straus says a bit more about the game plan to the team.
You're not listening at all as you watch Daphne use her super cool martial arts skills to punch one of the monsters in your show.
"Alright, you," Pernille says softly as she takes her phone back," We're here."
"We are?"
Your head pops up as you look out the window, fingers automatically going to unzip your hoodie so you can show your Arsenal pride but Magda's there quickly.
Her hands make sure your zip is done all the way up and you frown.
"But Morsa-"
"No," Magda says firmly, lifting you up into her arms before you complain anymore.
You huff a little but don't fight her.
Magda carries you all the way into the changing room and still doesn't let you take your hoodie off. Even Pernille doesn't relent and you sit stubbornly in her cubby with your arms crossed over your chest.
"What's that pout for?" Tuva asks with a laugh, tickling under your chin," You not going to be our good luck charm?"
You shake your head. "No."
"Oh? Why not?"
"My good luck is going to Arsenal!"
Before anyone can stop you, you stand up and rip off your hoodie to show your Arsenal shirt.
"North London forever!"
"Oh no," Pernille groans as Magda's eye twitches.
"Whatever the weather!"
Georgia bursts into uncontrollable laughter.
"These streets are our- Morsa!"
Magda plucks you from Pernille's cubby, muttering under her breath too quiet for you to hear as the door to the locker room is knocked on.
Katie and Caitlin poke their heads around the door.
"Alright, Eriksson?" Katie asks with a grin," We heard our Big Boss was in the building. Do you mind if we steal her?"
"Actually-"
"Of course you can." Pernille takes you from Magda's arms without fuss, putting you back onto the floor so you can run over to the two Arsenal girls by the door. "Princesse, remember, be nice, helpful and-"
"Don't cause trouble," You finish off," I know!" You take Caitlin's hand. "Let's go see Auntie Stina and Auntie Lina!"
"The warm ups are just starting," Caitlin tells you," Have you got your gloves? Because I'm sure the keepers would love to warm up with their Big Boss."
#woso x reader#hardersson x reader#pernille harder x reader#pernille harder#magdalena eriksson x reader#magdalena eriksson#woso community#woso imagine#woso fanfics#woso#the big adventures universe
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drew my fave maple leaf boi 🍁
#show him some love#bc insta has made it impossible for small artists to get views now#why they removed most recent on hashtags is beyond me#kazuha#genshin#genshin impact#genshin fanart#my art#digital art#katie’s adventures in art
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Destined To Be Pt.1
summary: Two best friends Leilani and Katie that bring Y/N and Rafe to earth. The destined duo. inspired from my moodboard!!!
warnings: none!! this is just a introduction into the two moms life before we get into y/n and rafe.
word count: 1.4k (this will be a 4 part fic so it'll get longer sorry yall!!)
Part 1: Beginnings
The summer of 1981 in Outer Banks, with its rolling hills and whispering beaches, was painted in vibrant shades of green and gold. Leilani L/N, with her unruly mane of black curls that seemed to catch the sunlight just right, lived in a cozy house with a sprawling backyard. Right next to it was the house of the Camerons, where Katie Cameron, a girl with freckles speckling her cheeks like a galaxy, spent her days.
Their friendship blossomed from a genuine and innocent place, as two young kindergartners bonded over their shared interests in chasing butterflies and confiding in each other. Beneath the warmth of the afternoon light, they sat under the shade of a venerable oak tree in Leilani's backyard, their little legs hanging over the frayed picnic blanket.
"Katie, you know what I just thought of?" Leilani mused, her eyes glinting with mischief, indicating a mischievous idea forming in her mind.
"What?" Katie responded enthusiastically, her chestnut-colored pigtails bouncing playfully as she eagerly shifted her gaze towards her companion, filled with curiosity and interest.
"We should build a secret clubhouse right here," Leilani declared with all the authority a five-year-old could muster.
Katie's eyes expanded in surprise. "Yes! We'll have a password that no one else knows but us!"
Their adventures became limitless from that moment onwards. Using discarded cardboard boxes and old bedsheets, they built a secret hideout where they stored treasures such as acorns and shiny rocks. At night, they shared their hopes and ambitions—Leilani's dream was to become a mural artist decorating city walls, while Katie's goal was to become a well-known veterinarian who could communicate with animals.
With the passage of time, the strength of their bond intensified and developed. Throughout the challenges of elementary school crushes and middle school drama, they stuck together, their friendship serving as a stable force during the tumultuous years of adolescence. Leilani's bedroom walls were transformed into a gallery of their memories, adorned with pictures of them in DIY Halloween costumes and flashing bright smiles on the annual first day of school.
"You'll always hold a special place in my heart, Leilani," Katie whispered one evening while they were having a sleepover, the light from a flashlight casting a warm glow on their faces.
"For eternity," Leilani responded seriously, solidifying their agreement with a pinky swear.
Changes came with high school, yet their friendship stayed constant. Leilani became a member of the art club, spending her afternoons covered in paint splatters, while Katie thrived in science and math, securing a place on the academic decathlon team. Even with their varied interests, they were always by each other's side, discussing everything from crushes to future college endeavors and beyond.
"Lani, do you think we'll still be friends when we're old?" Katie asked one day, lying on the grass and staring up at the clouds.
"Of course," Leilani replied without hesitation. "We'll be those cool old ladies who still get into adventures."
High school passed in a blur of exams, dances, and late-night study sessions. Leilani developed a love for art that translated into vivid paintings, each one telling a story of her life and friendships. Katie, with her sharp mind, excelled in her studies and dreamt of opening her own veterinary clinic one day. Despite their different paths, they were always there for each other, providing support and encouragement.
After graduation, life took them to different colleges. Leilani attended an art school in New York City, where she immersed herself in the vibrant culture and honed her skills. Katie went to a prestigious university in California, where she studied veterinary medicine with dedication. They kept in touch through letters and phone calls, sharing their experiences and dreams.
"New York is incredible, Katie! The art scene here is like nothing I've ever seen," Leilani wrote in one of her letters.
"And California is beautiful, Lei. I'm learning so much about animals and how to care for them. I can't wait for you to visit," Katie replied in her letters.
Even though they were miles apart, their bond remained unbroken. They visited each other during holidays and vacations, exploring each other's worlds and deepening their friendship. Leilani took Katie to art galleries and introduced her to the bustling city life, while Katie showed Leilani the serene beaches and animal shelters she volunteered at.
Years flew by in a blur of laughter and shared secrets. Eventually, Leilani developed feelings for Theodore, a tender spirit who played melodies on his guitar that resonated with her soul. In Ward, Katie found someone who matched her boldness, a fearless businessman who shared her adventurous spirit.
Amidst the joyous clinking of glasses in honor of each other's forthcoming weddings and the elegant twirls on the dance floor under the shimmering canopy of stars above, Leilani and Katie both had a deep-seated understanding that their paths were about to diverge in a significant way. Savoring lemonade, they lounged on Leilani's porch on a pleasant summer night, listening to the crickets chirping in unison.
"Katie, I've been considering something," Leilani said excitedly.
Katie's raised eyebrow revealed her curiosity, her blue eyes searching for answers. "About what, Lei?"
"I've been contemplating starting a family," Leilani admitted, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the rim of her glass. "And I was thinking... what if we did it together?"
Katie's face lit up with a smile that reached her eyes. "You mean... we plan to have babies at the same time?"
Leilani nodded with excitement. "Imagine, Katie. Our kids could grow up just like us—best friends from the very beginning."
The concept began to grow, developing into detailed plans brimming with optimism and excitement. They imagined their children running through the same backyard where their own adventures began, sharing secrets under the same oak tree that had witnessed their childhood dreams.
After graduation, both Leilani and Katie moved back to the Outer Banks, fulfilling a promise they had made to each other years ago. They bought houses next door to each other, just like their parents had done. Their bond deepened more and more with every passing year, keeping them as close as ever.
Katie, now Dr. Cameron, opened her own veterinary clinic, fulfilling her childhood dream. Leilani, an accomplished mural artist, brought color and life to the city streets with her vibrant paintings. Their lives were busy, but they always made time for each other, their friendship a constant source of joy and support.
It was in the spring of 1999 when their dream was fulfilled. Leilani, with joy in her heart, introduced a beautiful baby girl named Y/N to the world, and just a few days later, Katie welcomed her son, Rafe, with open arms. Together, side by side, they found themselves in the hospital room, each cradling their precious newborns in their arms, their faces adorned with tears of happiness, trickling down slowly, like a gentle, steady stream.
"Katie, it's unbelievable," Leilani murmured, her eyes fixed on her daughter.
"We made it happen," Katie said, her voice filled with emotion. "Our kids are here."
Leilani glanced at her dearest friend, their relationship now spanning to the next generation. "Here's to the future, Katie. For Rafe and Paris."
Katie smiled, nodding. "For Rafe and Paris."
Their children would grow up together, sharing the same unbreakable bond that had defined their mothers' lives. The adventure was just beginning.
Leilani and Katie spent the next few weeks adjusting to motherhood, often calling each other for advice and support. They took their babies on walks through the familiar streets of the Outer Banks, pointing out the places where their own childhood memories were made.
As Y/N and Rafe grew, their mothers' dream of them becoming best friends started to take shape. The two children played together in the very backyard where Leilani and Katie had built their secret clubhouse all those years ago. They chased butterflies, built forts, and whispered secrets under the same oak tree, their laughter echoing the joyous sounds of their mothers' past.
"Look at them, Katie," Leilani said one afternoon, watching their children play. "It's like seeing us all over again."
Katie nodded, tears of happiness welling in her eyes. "We've come full circle, Lei."
Their lives, intertwined from the very beginning, had created a legacy of friendship and love that would continue for generations. As they watched Y/N and Rafe grow, Leilani and Katie knew that their bond would never fade, and their children would carry forward the spirit of their enduring friendship.
The adventure was far from over. For Leilani, Katie, Y/N, and Rafe, it had only just begun.
#fem reader#black reader#rafe cameron#outerbanks rafe#rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron x yn#rafe imagine#rafe fanfiction#rafe obx#rafe x black reader#drew starkey#friends to lovers
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Links to Simsxolove's Hair and Accessories
(EA Hair Age Conversions, BGC Hair, Accessory hats, some Clothing. Not covered are Sims and Wall-Art.)
This creator is no longer active for Sims 3 and their cc-posts have been deleted. This is a directory to their downloads. There are no previews in this post (it's long enough as it is). There are previews included in the downloads though, and it's mostly EA meshes.
This directory will most likely get updated in the future.
The links called "Dropbox" and "Mega" lead to the original creator's uploads.
Some files are backuped in this SFS folder (by @parystrange), these are named "SFS Pary". Links to my own backup folder are named "SFS Danjaley". This one only has files I couldn't find elsewhere. If any of the links get broken in the future, let me know, so I can provide a backup.
*Polygon warning: A user alerted me to high polygon counts on the following hairs: All IP BGC Hairs; CF MSS RoSweet; CF Store Fun Flower. These may have happened by merging morphstates. In general, the meshes are EAxis and therefore within the game's recommended dimensions. For alternatives, see here.
Abbreviations: A: Adult, C: Child, P: Toddler, F: Female, M: Male, U: Unisex. WA: World Adventures, UNI: University Life, SHT: Showtime, MSS: Mastersuite Stuff; BGC: Basegame Compatible
Original Dropbox Parent Folders
Hair, Clothes, Accessories (The folders Lots, Houses, Poses and Posters have been deleted)
Individual Sets
Basegame Compatible Hair and unaltered Store Content
(As far as could be found:)
Generations: Mega
University Life: Dropbox
Late Night Female Hair: Mega
Late Night Male Hair: Mega
Seasons Female Hair: Mega
Master Suite Stuff: Dropbox
Surf's Up Sun and Fun (Store Set): Dropbox
High End Loft Female Hair: Mega
Katy Perry Female Hair: Mega
Decades Female Hair: Mega
Movie Stuff Hair: SimFileshare
Island Paradise*: Dropbox
Island Paradise Part 2*: Dropbox
(Warning: All IP hairs have five-fold polygon counts due to an error in the conversion process.)
EA Hats converted Hair-to-Accessory
"Smoke 'N Mirrors": AU: Side-Cap, Knitted Basegame Beanie / AU+CU: Cat, Back-Cap): Dropbox
Knitted Hipster Beanie: Dropbox
Pompom [Toddler] Hat for AU: Dropbox
"Updated Hats + 2 Bonuses": Aviator (All Ages), Panda (All Ages); AF: Hippie Flower Headband, Bouffant Bun Headband, Mastersuite Bow: Dropbox
"Dehairified Hats for Kids": [Link broken and I couldn't identify the content]
"Hanky Panky" Accessory Hats. AU: Cowboy Hat, Military Cap, French Beret: Dropbox
Beanie by Nouk: Box
"Hats 8)" AU Baker Cap, Top Hat, Diesel Baseball Cap: Dropbox
"Misc. Hats": AU: Super Skunk Hat, Baker Cap, Baseball Cap, Diesel Cap, Top Hat AF: Mysterium Hat AF+CF: Side Bow; AU+CU: University Beanie. Dropbox
"Misc" [Backup of the last two Hat-Sets mixed together because I couldn't find the links first]: SFS Danjaley
Hair Edit Adult
Katy Perry Cookie Hair Edit (AF): Dropbox (See also here)
EA Hair Conversions Adult to Child and Toddler
Toddler+Child Conversions (Store Hairs. CF: Side Ponytail Chic, Pop Star Hairstyle, CM: The Roaring 20s, Knitted Beanie; PF: Side Ponytail Chic, Killer Curls; PM: The Roaring 20s): Dropbox
"4 Conversions" Store Hairs. CF: Pompom Hat (Panda), The Blake, Pert Pixie, The Alana: Dropbox
"That Boy"/ More Conversions. Hair AM to CM. Store: Duck's Tail, Little Louie, The Duude, AMB: Romantic, SHT: Blown Back Gel; UNI Beanie Loose: Dropbox
"4 More Hair Conversions" Hair AF to CF. SHT: Performer, UNI: Braid Band, Side Pony; MSS: RoBow. Dropbox
"Easy Peasy" Store Hair AF to CF: Bewitching Bun, Killer curls, Wilderness Braid: Dropbox
"Cheeky Monkey" Store Hair Conversions Pt. 2: Store Hair AF to CF: Over Shoulder Braid, Side Swept, Sitcom Style, Valley Girl. Dropbox
"Little Miss" / Store Conversions Pt. 1: Store Hair AF to CF: Braided Band, Hello Angel, Derby Delight, Modern Braids, Bountiful Beret, Dolly Darling, Bound Up Bows: Dropbox | Derby Delight Hat fixed (enabled all 4 channels): SFS Danjaley
"Random EP Hair Conversions Pt. 2". AM to CM. SN: Long Wavy, UNI: Fly Bangs. Dropbox
"Random EP Hair Conversions". AF to CF. SN: Bob Bangs, Princess Hair, Elegance, UNI: Braided Bun, Cheer Short; SHT: Ponytail Emo. Dropbox
"Pastel Crayons": AF to CF. Store: Brassy Lassy Bob, Can't Stop Cool Hat, Fortune Teller, High Bun; IP: Waterfall; MSS: RoSweet*; Basegame: Low Ponytails. SFS Pary |
"Snow Angels": AM to CM and PM IP: Wetmess; Store: Finsout, Loose Curl, Practical Curls (PM). SFS Pary
"Petite Princesse": Store, AF to CF: Dramatic Ponytail, Almost There Hair; CF to PF: Hello Angel, Braids and Roses: SFS Pary
"Snowfall": AF to CF Store: Funflower*, Wavy Bob. SFS Pary
"Toddler Conversions EA Textures": AF and CU to PF/PU Store: Pompom Hat Bear, Wavy Bangs, Wild Bed Head. SFS Pary
Clothing
"Polyamorous": Four edited Diesel Stuff Jeans: Dropbox
Hellokittysailormoon Leggings: SFS Pary
Adventuretime Leggings: SFS Pary
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Okay, everything about this finale made me ricochet through a thousand different emotions (and seeing the Cathilda art was just the icing on the cake), but what it did give me, first and foremost, is a concept for a season with the High 5 Heros.
It really is just the five of them now, and they're still processing Kipperlilly's betrayal and the lasting effects of the shatterstars. In an attempt to fully reconnect as friends and prove themselves as adventurers, they retake their spring break quest... and things spiral out from there.
Ruben (played by Raphael Chestang) doesn't remember anything from when he was shatterstared, but he still has all those fans who want to hear more of the emo music he wrote... and even though having attention is good for a bard, he's very upset about the fact that nobody wants to hear his real music. Ruben's starting to get a lot of self-confidence issues based on the fact that the guy that he doesn't even know but who he briefly was was so popular, and he's trying to be himself, but, well... it's hard.
Ivy (played by Mariah Rose Faith Callias) is... well, actually, the fact that she wasn't shown as often in the season means that her player can make up an arc from scratch for her, and I like that. Let's leave that up in the air. Maybe she's trying to reconcile her stint as a mean girl with her true self, or maybe her mean-girl self is closer to her true nature than we think.
Mary Ann (played by Katie Marovich) is still, at her core, Mary Ann, and I like the idea of her arc being less of an arc and more of a reassurance thing---this is who she is, she's not apologizing for it, and that doesn't mean that she doesn't deserve the same amount of respect. That'd be pretty cool to see.
Oisin (played by Joey Richter) is dealing with... a lot. Seeing as his actions led to getting his great-great-great-great-whatever grandmother killed, his family has not outright disowned him, but there's a lot of snide comments and clear disrespect being thrown his way. He's trying his hardest to prove that he's better than that, but, uh... yeah, I think it would end in a "fuck my rich asshole family" thing, much like Adaine's arc.
And lastly, Lucy (played by Ashley Johnson) is, of course, very shaken by the fact that she legit died, and spent a good chunk of her death in a hellish state. Her connection to her goddess has wavered after her experience, and she's very much in a space of doubt---maybe a space that's big enough for her to connect to Cassandra, and maybe share in Kristen's four-deity pantheon. Not to mention, it's still very hard to interact with her friends when she still remembers the night of her death, even though they were possessed.
So, uh... yeah!
#dimension 20#the ratgrinders#fantasy high junior year#ruben hopclap#ivy embra#mary ann skuttle#oisin hakinvar#lucy frostblade#if anybody has any other casting ideas i'd love to hear 'em#joey richter would be the perfect oisin tho i stand by that
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Marabelle Series
Officially Yours
Chapter – 18
Choices – The Royal Romance, Book 3, AU – (cross-over with Rules of Engagement)
Series Premise – An American teenager from New York City is introduced to the world of a small European country and its society of royalty, nobility, and commoners. How will her life story be transformed? Will this new adventure bring her happiness...or regret?
Marabelle Series Masterlist, My Complete Masterlist
Main Pairing – Crown Prince Liam Rys x F! OC Lady Sophia (Sophie) Taylor
Other Pairings – Maxwell Beaumont x M! OC Daniel from NYC Drake Walker x F! OC Melanie Smithson. Leo Rys x Katie Rys
Most characters belong to Pixelberry Studios
Series Rating – M*🔞Warnings: this series will have NSFW material, drinking, crude language & innuendo, gun violence
Category – Alternate universe/on-going series/angst/fluff/cross-over with Choices Rules of Engagement with sprinkles of Canon
Chapter Summary – Arriving in Cordonia, Riley Brooks, Melanie’s high school friend from New York City, U.S., joins the horse ranch as a veterinarian-in-training. Sparks fly when she is introduced to Melanie’s boyfriend, Drake Walker. Neville Vancoeur meets his fate. Liam and Sophie embark on a journey to the Mediterranean.
Music Inspiration: I Don’t Wanna Wait, David Guetta, OneRepublic
Words: 5.5k
A/N1: Bethany Beaumont, Maxwell’s mother, is originally from the U.S. and is Barthelemy Beaumont’s second wife. Annabelle Beaumont (deceased) is Bertrand’s mother.
A/N2: ‘Social Season’ in this AU series refers to a traditional period in the spring/summer for royalty and members of the court to take part in Balls, dinner parties and charity events.
A/N3: Heartfelt thanks to @Selina012 for joining me in writing ideas and with dialogue/content for this chapter and series.
A/N4: Thank you @ladylamrien for this picture prompt!
A/N5: My submission for: @choicesjanuary2025, new beginnings, prompt 13 - New relationship; one word prompt; New year, prompt 10 – breath, 11 – connection
Officially Yours
Cordonian Royal Palace, Throne Room
The expansive polished marble floors of the antechamber were illuminated by the warm glow of intricately crafted chandeliers suspended from a high false ceiling. The Kings guards stood at attention near the grand doors leading into the throne room.
Liam, followed closely by Bastien, walked briskly down a private corridor leading into that antechamber. A man on a mission, he walked with an air of unwavering confidence.
Memories of the many times he had followed his father and watched in stealth from the alcoves as nobles received an audience from their king, flashed in his mind.
His father always used the antechamber to his advantage.
When the nobles petitioned the king, father was in the position to personally witness each and every behavior and attitude. He gained an insight into what they were like – a window to view their hidden motives.
Liam had seen the subtle power dynamics unfurl in this very room, the balance of persuasion and the art of diplomacy that his father had mastered. It was in this antechamber that young Liam learned the essence of rulership—not just in grand declarations, but in the quiet observations of human nature. The marble floors and the chandeliers provided a backdrop to the lessons that would shape his future. As he approached the throne room, he felt the responsibility of his father's legacy.
The prince was now the crown prince and soon to be king.
These thoughts swirled in Liam's mind as he made his way through the antechamber, each step weighed down by the expectations placed upon him. He could not help but reflect on the quiet strength and discernment his father had displayed in this very room, a silent mentor in the art of governance. The moment was heavy with the anticipation of his own legacy forming, a delicate balance of continuing his father's teachings while forging his own path. The gleaming expanse of marble beneath his feet felt like a mirror of his own resolve, solid yet untested, as he approached the threshold of the throne room where his destiny awaited.
"Just a little to your left, son, so you can better see the main entrance," his father would say when he saw me watching from my hiding spot.
Whether the noble was belligerent or friendly, or how quickly they would push his cause or cower for the sake of their ego. I was never supposed to inherit the throne, but my father made sure to train both my brother and myself for when we had the opportunity to ascend, nonetheless. And it seems now I finally will get to step into his shoes.
His father sat on the king's throne as Liam approached the dais.
“Hello, Father." Liam bowed slightly in respect.
“Liam," his father acknowledged, as he looked at his heir intently.
"You wished to have a private word with me?" Liam looked into his father's eyes, sensing the gravity of the conversation that was to unfold. He admired the way his father always carried the weight of the realm with such resilience and wisdom.
Constantine took a deep breath, his gaze softening momentarily as he regarded his youngest son, acknowledging the significance of this private counsel.
"Liam, what we decide here will shape the future of our kingdom. It is not merely about the actions of one man, but about the message we send to all who look to us for guidance and justice."
"Yes, Father," Liam replied, his voice steady.
"This has weighed heavily upon me, especially since my advisors and I did not foresee this, and I blame myself for what has befallen this fine young woman" Constantine nodded in reflection.
Liam drew a breath, not certain where this line of reasoning would go.
"I take responsibility," Constantine said.
"Lord Neville Vancoeur is from an old and respected house who has never showed signs of unrest with other members of the court. While he should be punished severely, if we banish the Vancoeurs from Cordonia we may ignite further discord which we cannot afford at this moment."
Constantine let out a heavy sigh and continued.
"Lord Neville Vancoeur has caused much sorrow and shame upon himself, but not his father and family. For their service and loyalty to the crown, they shall remain in their land and hold on to their titles," King Constantine announced.
Constantine stood and began to pace back and forth.
"It would behoove me to discuss how best to treat the future Earl of Cormery Isle. " Constantine continued.
"To deprive their House of its land, wealth and title would send a grave message to the nobles not aligned with you," he began.
Liam met his father's gaze, feeling the weight of the decision they were about to make.
"Father, I understand the complexity of this situation and the balance we must maintain. We need to show both justice and mercy, but also ensure the stability of our kingdom," Liam asserted.
Constantine nodded, a mixture of pride and solemnity in his eyes. "A wise perspective, my son," he said, pausing in his pacing. "We shall address Lord Neville's actions with the gravity they deserve, but we will also protect the integrity of the Vancoeur family and our realm."
Liam felt a resolve solidify within him. "Then let us proceed with a measured approach, one that serves both justice and the greater good of Cordonia," Liam concluded, feeling the mantle of leadership settling more firmly on his shoulders.
"Furthermore, if Lord Neville's crimes are treated with leniency, we would not look well to the people and your popularity will take a further tumble. After you assume the throne, the key will be to restore the people's faith in our leadership.
"With your advisement I see the path forward." Liam nodded, still looking to his father.
Constantine smiled as he regarded his son with pride, "You're ready."
"I am." Liam nodded and approached the dais, turning the chair around with the ease of familiarity. He placed a hand upon it, the chair's surface cool and sturdy.
He looked back at his father as Constantine nodded with approval.
"Now, send him in," the King commanded to the guards. Liam's pulse quickened with the prospect of facing Neville for the first time since the charity polo match.
Constantine turned to go but suddenly stopped.
"Oh. And Liam?" Constantine paused, considering his words.
"Yes, father?"
Constantine teased, “don’t mess up your proposal tonight because quality queen material is precious and rare.”
Liam chuckled lightly, feeling a rare moment of light-heartedness from his father's jest. "I'll keep that in mind, father," he replied, his gaze returning to the throne room's grand doors.
As the guards moved to obey the King's command, Liam centered himself, readying for the confrontation ahead. The grandeur of the throne room seemed to fade into the background as he focused on the task at hand. This was more than a mere trial; it was a test of his leadership and resolve.
The heavy doors creaked open, and Neville, with an air of arrogance, entered the room. Liam's thoughts briefly flashed to Sophie, her gentle smile and unwavering support a source of strength for him. He could not afford to lose his composure now—not when so much was at stake.
Taking another deep breath, he felt a calm determination settle over him. ‘Face him with the dignity of a king,’ he reminded himself, his pulse steadying as Neville approached with a smug expression, clearly oblivious to the gravity of the situation.
"Your Highness," Neville greeted with a bow that dripped with false humility, his eyes betraying his arrogance.
Liam did not waste any time. "Your behavior is an absolute disgrace," he declared, his voice firm and resolute. "A Cordonian gentleman would never treat a woman the way you treated Lady Taylor, a noblewoman, a daughter of the House of Ramsford."
Neville's smirk widened, crossing his arms defiantly. "No, not a true gentleman," he retorted, his tone mocking.
Liam's fists clenched, but he kept his composure. "What were you thinking, Lord Neville? That you could do anything you wished and escape consequences because of your noble title?" he demanded, his gaze unwavering.
"And to say and do such derogatory things about a member of court? Words spoken against my chosen consort, whether or not I am king, are considered treasonous and punishable by banishment or death." Liam paused, his anger veiled and controlled, but palpable. "Tell me. Was it worth it?"
Liam stared down at Neville, the weight of his authority heavy in the air. This was his moment to prove his mettle as a leader, and he would not falter.
Liam glanced down, clenching his fists in his lap.
Neville's face reddened and the facade crumbled, "Worth it? If it means ridding us of that common tart?”
Liam leapt to his feet and strode to grab Neville by the collar and slammed him against a nearby pillar. One arm reined Neville's throat steadily, the other firmly in place on his shoulder, immobilizing him.
"How dare you say that!" Liam's voice was deep and dangerous, full of fury that could not be ignored.
Neville's face suddenly went white, as he felt the intense anger and irresistible force emanating from Liam. He struggled but found that he could not move at all.
"I... I..." Neville's tongue began to knot. He had never seen Liam so angry. For the first time, he realized that he was in front of a man who was not just a gentle, friendly prince, but the future king, with absolute power and strength.
In Liam’s mind, he challenged his thoughts ...
If I weren't being held in check by a lifetime of restraint, I could...
No. Sophie has dealt with this, and she has asked me to follow through in a way that does justice to the ideals she stands for. It would not be doing her honor if I killed Neville with my own two hands.
Liam pushed Neville up on the pillar again and released the strangling hold of the forearm pressed against his neck. Neville stumbled to his feet, his knees buckling and his hand pressed tightly against his throat as he caught his breath.
"Your arrogance, selfishness, and contemptible behavior have no place in Cordonia," Liam snarled, his voice steely and cold.
Neville, cowed by Liam's demeanor and restraining his anger at the same time, wisely stayed silent, a look of despair slowly appearing on his face.
***
After being removed from court,
Neville was banished to his estate, stripped of his title, and confined to his lands indefinitely. The Vancoeur family, in their desperation to still be in royal favor, offered their total allegiance and cooperation. Constantine ordered them to comply, but there would always be suspicion and distrust that would follow them for years to come.
And, although Liam knew it would not completely heal the scars left on Sophie, at least she was avenged and her name honored, her integrity and strength being still unblemished.
As Liam walked down the long, opulent hallways of the palace, the tension in his body loosening with each step. A faint sense of satisfaction crept into his heart, knowing he had done what Sophie would have wanted, and more.
***
Sophie descended the grand staircase of the palace, her sleeveless, A-line summer dress flowed behind her as she headed toward the royal dining room.
The aroma of freshly baked bread and roasted vegetables filled the air, making her stomach rumble in anticipation. As she stepped into the dining room, her face lit up with a genuine smile. Seated at the grand mahogany table were Daniel and Max, chatting animatedly. Daniel noticed her first and stood up, his ever-charming grin widening.
“Squirrell! Finally, someone to balance out Max’s questionable humor,” Daniel teased, earning a playful scoff from Max. Max leaned back in his chair, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. “Ignore him, Sophie. He’s just jealous that I’m the life of the palace.” Sophie chuckled as she took her seat between them. “It’s good to see you both here. I was beginning to think I’d be dining alone.” Daniel poured her a glass of sparkling water. “Not today. We figured you could use some good company after everything that’s happened lately.” The three of them shared laughter and lighthearted conversation as lunch was served—a feast of grilled salmon, roasted vegetables, and a choice of desserts that Sophie eyed with delight. For a while, the weight of royal responsibilities and recent events faded, replaced by the warmth of friendship and camaraderie.
Hana stepped into the elegant dining room, her soft, flowing dress swishing gently with her movements. She glanced around the room, a warm smile spreading across her face as she spotted Sophie chatting animatedly with a tall man dressed in a crisp white shirt and dark trousers. Beside him stood another man with an easygoing charm, his broad smile lighting up the room. Sophie turned as Hana approached, her eyes brightening.
“Hana! I’m so glad you made it!” she exclaimed, pulling her into a warm embrace. “Of course,” Hana replied softly, her melodic voice carrying a note of excitement. “You know I wouldn’t miss a chance to spend time with you.” Sophie beamed and turned to the two men. “Hana, I’d like you to meet my friends. This is Daniel,” she gestured to the first man, “and this is Maxwell.”
Daniel stepped forward first, offering a polite nod and an easy smile. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Hana. Sophie speaks highly of you.”
Hana felt a slight blush creep up her cheeks as she shook his hand. “The pleasure is mine, Daniel. Sophie has mentioned you as well—thank you for always looking out for her.”
Daniel chuckled, his eyes glinting with warmth. “She makes it interesting. She’s a force to be reckoned with.”
Before Hana could respond, Maxwell bounded over, his energy almost tangible. “Hana! It’s so great to finally meet you!” he said, his enthusiasm infectious. He extended his hand but quickly decided on a cheerful hug instead.
Hana let out a soft laugh, surprised but not uncomfortable. “Maxwell, it’s nice to meet you too. Sophie told me you’re the life of the party.”
“She flatters me,” Maxwell said with a wink, “but it’s true.”
The group laughed, and the atmosphere became lively as they fell into easy conversation. Maxwell’s humorous anecdotes and Daniel’s quieter but equally engaging remarks quickly put Hana at ease.
As the afternoon went on, Hana found herself charmed by Daniel’s thoughtful insights and Maxwell’s contagious energy. Sophie watched her friends with a smile, happy to see Hana seamlessly integrating into her close circle.
The sun was beginning its slow descent, casting a golden glow over the royal stables as Sophie, Hana, Maxwell, and Daniel stepped outside. The scent of fresh hay and the soft nickering of horses filled the air, creating a serene atmosphere.
Marabelle stood next to a wooden fence, in her glossy black coat shining in the sunlight. Sophie reached out to gently stroke her muzzle, her affection clear. “She’s as beautiful as ever,” Sophie said, her voice filled with warmth.
“She’s magnificent,” Hana agreed, admiring the horse’s elegance.
Before Sophie could respond, the sound of approaching voices drew their attention. From the far end of the stables, Drake appeared, his usual rugged demeanor softened by the sight of the group. Walking beside him, Melanie was a confident young woman with a warm smile, her auburn hair catching the sunlight. Walking alongside them them was a dark-haired woman, a woman, Sophie noted a sharp style hinting at a New York, big city style.
Standing beside Sophie, Mara suddenly appeared beside Sophie.
“Where did you come from? I thought you were still inside the palace!”
“I do my best to stay out of my charges’ ways. But seeing as this is your first excursion outside of the palace, I wanted to confirm that your security is intact.”
Sophie smiled softly, “thank you, Mara. Prince Liam was adament that I needed protection at all times.”
“I know it can be hard to let your guard down after what the court has been through...but just remember, I’ve got your back from here on out.”
Sophie felt a sense of reassurance at Mara's words, knowing her security detail was always in place. “Thank you!”
“Just doing my job, my lady.”
With a grateful nod, she turned back to the group.
Drake raised a hand in greeting. “Well, well, looks like we’re not the only ones enjoying the stables today.”
Sophie turned and smiled. “Drake, Melanie, it’s good to see you.” Her gaze shifted to the third member of their party. “And you must be Riley?” Sophie extended a hand, which Riley took with a firm shake.
“Nice to meet you, Sophie,” Riley said with a bright smile. “Melanie’s been telling me all about life here, and I have to admit, I’m intrigued.”
Melanie laughed softly. “Riley’s been trying to convince me to visit New York again, but I thought it was only fair to show her Cordonia first.”
Turning to her friends, Sophie encouraged them to join her.
Hana stepped forward gracefully. “Welcome to Cordonia, Riley. I am Hana Lee.”
Maxwell, ever the entertainer, flashed his signature grin. “And I’m Maxwell Beaumont, the life of any party you’ll ever attend.”
Riley laughed, clearly charmed. “Good to know. I’m going to hold you to that.”
Daniel gave a polite nod. “Daniel Barrett. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
As the group exchanged introductions, Marabelle nudged Sophie, drawing Riley’s attention.
“Is that your horse?” Riley asked, stepping closer.
“Yes, this is Marabelle,” Sophie said with pride. “Would you like to meet her?”
Riley’s eyes lit up. “I’d love to.”
As Sophie guided Riley to meet Marabelle, the others fell into easy conversation. Drake leaned against the stable door, seeing the scene with his typical reserved demeanor, while Melanie and Hana discussed the beauty of the Cordonian countryside. Maxwell, as usual, kept the mood lively, regaling the group with tales of his adventures, earning smiles and laughter from everyone.
***
The royal gym was a quiet sanctuary, tucked away in the palace’s lower levels. Liam strode in, still wearing the weight of his meeting with Neville. He had hoped an intense workout would help him clear his head. After changing into gym shorts, he noticed the faint hum of machines and the rhythmic clinking of weights that echoed through the spacious room.
To his surprise, Leo was already there, effortlessly lifting weights. His older brother looked as casual as ever in a loose t-shirt and gym shorts, his carefree demeanor a stark contrast to Liam’s tension.
“Well, well, look who decided to grace the gym with his royal presence,” Leo teased, setting down the dumbbells.
Liam smirked but didn’t respond at once, heading toward the treadmill. As he started jogging, Leo joined him, leaning casually on the machine next to him.
“So,” Leo began, “how’d your meeting with Neville go? He seemed like a real piece of work at the polo match.”
Liam exhaled sharply, his jaw tightening. “He hasn’t changed. Still as arrogant and entitled as ever. He thinks he can dictate terms just because he’s part of an old noble family.”
Leo chuckled. “Classic Neville. Always a legend in his own mind.” He paused, his tone softening. “But seriously, don’t let him get under your skin. You’ve got enough on your plate without dealing with his nonsense.”
Liam nodded, his pace quickening on the treadmill. “I know, but it’s not just about him. It’s about what he stands for—everything I’m trying to modernize in Cordonia.”
Leo gave a wry smile. “Well, at least you’re fighting the good fight. Meanwhile, I’m over here trying to figure out how to be… not a Neville.”
Liam slowed his treadmill, glancing at his brother with a raised brow. “You mean because of your decision to abdicate?”
“Yeah,” Leo admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. “Katie’s helped me see things differently. She’s… grounded me in a way I didn’t think was possible. For the first time, I feel like I’m not just running from something, but toward something.”
Liam stepped off the treadmill, grabbing a towel. “She sounds like the perfect partner for you.”
“She is,” Leo said, a rare seriousness in his tone. “Which is why I want you to officiate the wedding.”
Liam froze mid-swipe, surprised. “Me? Officiate your wedding?”
Leo grinned. “Who better? You’re the future king, and you’re my brother. It would mean a lot to me—and to Katie.”
Since Leo and Katie were married by a Justice of the peace and on a cruise ship, Regina had insisted a more formal venue in Cordonia.
Liam studied his brother for a moment before a smile crept onto his face. “I’d be honored, Leo.”
Leo clapped him on the shoulder. “Thanks, bro. Now, let’s get back to the workout before you get all emotional on me.”
The two brothers shared a rare laugh, the weight of their royal responsibilities momentarily forgotten as they fell into an easy rhythm, pushing each other through their sets. The gym had become more than a place to work out—it was a space for understanding and camaraderie between two brothers navigating the complexities of royalty and life.
***
Sophie waved her farewells to the group, as Mara led Sophie back to the palace.
Sophie took in the scenery around her, the rich tapestries and intricate architecture of the palace a stark contrast to the casual farewell she had just shared. Walking alongside Mara, she couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. Every step brought her closer to the core of royal life, the heartbeat of the palace where decisions were made and legacies were forged. As they passed through the opulent hallways, Mara's steady presence was a comforting guide. They rounded a corner and entered a quieter wing, the air filled with a sense of history and gravitas.
Mara led Sophie down a corridor adorned with portraits of past monarchs, their stern gazes seeming to follow her every move. The soft glow of candlelight created an ambiance of solemnity and anticipation. They paused before a large, ornately carved door. Mara gave her an encouraging nod before opening it, revealing Liam's study.
“I thought it was time you saw this,” he announce in greeting, opening the door and gesturing for her to enter.
“My love, come on in,” Liam said with a grin, opening the door wide for Sophie to step through. The room is a cozy blend of modern and vintage, with chic wooden panels, stylish furniture, and walls adorned with contemporary art. Shelves packed with books line one wall, while a sleek desk with a laptop takes center stage. Sunlight poured in through large windows, adding a warm glow to the room's comfortable and inviting atmosphere.
Sophie’s breath catches as she steps inside. “It’s beautiful,” she murmurs, running her fingers along the edge of the desk.
Liam watched her intently, his eyes warm. “This room has seen countless decisions that shaped Cordonia. Today, it’s where I want to share something important with you.”
They sit on a small leather couch near the fireplace. Liam reaches for her hands, his touch steady and reassuring.
“I met with Neville earlier today,” he begins, his voice calm but firm. “After the incident at the polo match, I demanded accountability. Neville is no longer a member of court and has been banished to the Cormery Isle. He will no longer stand for Cordonia in any official role.”
Relief flooded Sophie’s face, but her brow furrowed. “What about…his behavior? Will he face further consequences?”
“He’s been banned from participating in any future events, and an official apology will be issued to you,” Liam assured her. “His actions were unacceptable, and I won’t tolerate anyone harming you.”
Sophie squeezed his hand, her heart swelling at his protectiveness. “Thank you, Liam. It means so much to me that you stood up for me.”
His gaze softened, as he brushed a strand of hair from her face. “Always, Sophie.”
***
As they exited the palace, Sophie noticed a fleet of royal cars waiting. Liam helped her into one, and they’re soon enroute to the airport.
“I thought we were going to Italy,” Sophie remarked, a hint of disappointment in her tone.
Liam chuckled, a glint of mischief in his eyes. “Patience, my love. Italy can wait a little while longer. I promise, tonight will be worth it.”
At the airport, the royal jet was ready to whisk them to Portavira. Once there, they were to be escorted to the royal yacht, a stunning vessel gleaming in the Mediterranean sun was in wait.
Once inside, Sophie marveled at the yacht’s grandeur as it sets sail. The warm sea breeze ruffled her hair, and she leaned against the railing, gazing at the horizon.
Liam joined her, slipping an arm around her waist. “I thought this would be the perfect setting for a little surprise,” he said cryptically.
As night falls, the yacht’s deck transformed into a magical haven. String lights twinkled above, and a candlelit dinner is set up with an unobstructed view of the stars over the sea.
Sophie turned to Liam, her eyes wide. “You did all this?”
“For you,” he replied, his voice full of emotion.
After dinner, Liam stood and took her hand and led her to the bow of the yacht. The Italian coastline glimmered faintly in the distance.
“Sophie,” he began, dropping to one knee as he held a small velvet box.
Her hands flewo to her mouth, tears pooling in her eyes.
"Sophie, the day I met you, I knew there was something special about you. Something different from anyone I've ever met. I'm drawn to you, the sound of your laughter, the mischievous twinkle in your eye when you are plotting something. Sophie giggled when Liam raised an eyebrow in jest.
You are so selfless, willing to do things to help others even when it goes against what you want to do. You fight for what you want and have determination beyond measure. Your strength and beauty astound me, and my heart races every time you touch my arm. I feel every movement you make as if it is a current flowing through my veins.
There are nights when my thoughts run wild with all the things I would like to share with you, a world to be conquered, side by side. But tonight, in the peaceful serenity and light of the moon and sea, there is only one question on my mind.
Sophie Taylor, will you be my wife and queen? Please marry me, I am and will always be completely and forever yours." Liam swallows hard, his jaw tight, fear showing in his eyes.
"I will! Yes. A thousand times yes!" Sophie cries out. She watches with tears running down her cheeks as Liam slides the ring onto her left finger and he stands, drawing her to his chest. She hugs his neck and draws his mouth to her. She can barely breathe. His hands explore the curve of her back and slide up the length of her spine. Liam's kiss is insistent, demanding and unrelenting.
She runs her fingers into the waves of his hair, kissing him softly with her entire being. Her skin tingles in anticipation of his caress. His breath mingles with hers, the sound of his breathing in her ear. He breathes her name, moving his mouth along her cheek to her lips. He tastes her and it's enough.
He pulls away and brings her down to earth with the whisper of his lips close to her ear. "Do you realize the gift you just gave me, Lady Sophia?"
"The best one I'll ever receive," he continues as his kisses fall like raindrops on the nape of her neck, his breath sending tremors through her body.
"Well, now that I've got a hold of you, Liam, I have no intentions of letting you go any time soon."
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