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To spoil you, I have here an order for Fuegoleon and Solara, a gin & tonic to bring at home, with a kiss side order.
Oh anon you are spoiling me T^T <3 !!! Thank you for that!! It's been so long since I last wrote for them (or self-indulgent content for that matter) so this was very welcomed ^^ I hope you like it too!
Length: ~1.2 Warnings: hurt-comfort, general feeling of inadequacy (Solara), and Fuegoleon comforts, no alcohol mentions in the fic Prompt: Gin&Tonic (hurt-comfort) with a kiss at home
It was one of those days. Nothing seemed to be going right. Everything was difficult.
Or then I'm just dramatic... Solara thought to herself as she was making her way back to the base, back home, the home in Clover, and towards the bedroom.
I just... I thought that I'd be able to navigate through this with ease. Using this language and it's... it's been... alright so far but it doesn't come just like that at all times and I just... I can't really consult anyone. Or well I can, but when the .... whatever is happening, is happening, I'm all alone. I have no one to help in that moment. Because I can't just ask whoever I'm talking to, or around whatever thing I'm trying to sort, about how it's supposed to be completed. You don't ask a foreign noble about how you're supposed to talk to them, because it's unprofessional and can look condescending.
And it really felt like that. That she couldn't ask help from anyone. Or that whoever she'd ask, would be unable to help.
I just... want to go back home and not deal with... any of this. All this politics and customs and things I just don't know about.
But the reality was: she was far away from home. And she was there because she wanted to be there. Because she had chosen this for herself.
I don't ... hate all of this but it's just.... It's just so hard.
She could feel her teeth grinding against each other as her emotions, longing for home and a place where she'd feel at peace. The sorrow of not feeling good enough. Like she was inadequate and lacking. They tried to climb as whimpers and cries from her throat, but instead lodged into her throat as a lump that wouldn't go down.
I want to go home... she thought while opening the door to the bedroom, and closing it behind herself just the same before slumping onto the bed.
"Evening my love," Fue greeted with his eyes still on the book he was holding.
"Mh," she managed while curling around herself and gathering some of the blanket in her arms.
"It really was a long day today," he thought out loud, still gazing to the text, the lines, eyeing it through. "I thought about taking an afternoon nap but it-"
His train of thought came to a halt as she began sobbing on the bed without another word.
The book in his hand lowered down as his eyes turned, little by little, as if guided by disbelief and a feeling of helplessness. Wonder that wasn't curious but instead worried.
"Honey...?" He asked, putting the book away without a thought and made his way onto the bed before he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close.
With it there was a feeling of comfort, but the comfort, the security merely gave her reassurance to let out her emotions, and a cry broke out. A continuous, very present, cry that seemed to have no end for a moment that seemed far longer than it actually was to him. What must've been a few minutes, felt like dozens.
But all throughout it, he held her. His arms were wrapped around her, heads lying next to each other as his breathing flowed over her, through her blonde locks and to her skin. As if to breathe life into her again.
And with each breath he could feel the tension of her body melt away, as if shed with each tear rolling down her cheeks.
"What's wrong?" He inquired with a whisper as his thumb rubbed up and down her arm, as he still held her in his embrace.
The explanation, the words the confessions of how she felt to be struggling, rolled from her with more broken sobs, and he listened. He listened to her, as she tried to tell him about how she didn't feel like she could do it. How she could, really, navigate through the court here. Because it was so difficult. That she should know what she was doing already, but it felt that with each learnt skill, completed task, two more seemed to come with it. More people to pull her into different directions.
That she didn't feel like she could do enough, because there is a limit as to what only one person can do. There's a limit as to what one person can internalize in such a short period of time.
She didn't have the advantage of living with these people, in these circles, like he did, not at least for as long as he had.
And that was when he really realized that she must've been under a lot of pressure for a while already. She had tried to manage it. Though she had told him previously that adjusting seemed difficult. That she could see the way some of the nobles looked at her.
While he had just... thought that it'd be alright. That she'd manage. Quite as simple.
But in reality, she was struggling.
"We will manage, my love," he told her before placing a kiss onto her head. "I'll be here for you. If there's something you are wondering, you can always come to me. And remember that politics is just politics. All that can be asked is your best, and the ones who judge, will judge no matter what. You could do everything by the book, and they'd be jealous of how well you're performing. But the ones who matter, those who can be discussed with, will work with you."
He was being factual. But there was comfort in there. Because he was telling her the truth. He was like that. He'd tell her the truth. That was the kind of a man he was. His reassurance was in what he believed in, which was why it was in the truth.
But. Most importantly, he told her that he'd be there for her, that they were in it together. And, just like every other word, it was the truth as well.
He'd always be there for her.
"I love you," he whispered, but in that whisper she could hear the depths of the ocean of devotion for her. The quiet testimony of the sacred emotions he held in his heart. "I love you", he breathed out again against her skin.
"I love you too," she told him through her already drying tears as she took a hold of his hand and brought it to her lips to press a kiss onto his skin.
"We'll be alright," he promised her.
It wasn't a promise that he had thought about. But it felt like a promise he could make. That they'd be alright. And the thing was: she felt like she could believe in it too.
She did believe in it too.
They'd be alright. Her and him.
She was sure of it.
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...Turns out gay sex actually was the solution.
(This is basically a redraw, come read the real deal over at Tiger Tiger)
#tiger tiger#jamis arlesi#arno#I like to think Arno meant that as an inside thought but it came out as an outside thought. He's rolling with it though.#He did cause a Catastrophic Yaoi event though.#Jamis my beloved. You have the heart of a maiden. The body of an Ox. The brain of a loyal dog.#This is a guy who's okay being attracted to another man but *NOT* aware he's in love or that he's bisexual.#We love him for this. My god. This man is crafted so perfectly. I need you all to at least give Tigers a chance for *him*.#I'm tricking you a little bit because you will actually also fall for Ludo and Luck and Remy and Honeyfoot and-#okay you get the point. There are so many amazing characters in this comic.#I just.. my joke comic of 'gay sex is the solution' feels so ominous now knowing a few weeks later that was going to be canon.#I feel like a jester and a prophet. I don't know if I should tell anymore jokes in fear of what I may predict.#I am putting my hands together for Ludo to get a good smooch in with [redacted] in dragon form.#Also predicting something very spooky is going to go down with the diving bell. We shall see!
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What if I told you that RoobrickMarine went and wrote an entire novella starring my 16th century dog couple? It's very canon-adjacent, well researched and thoughtfully put together, has inspired me a ton during these past months and it's now publicly available at AO3. I highly recommend it.
✦ Separation ✦
#content warnings for sex violence self harm and general angst#six chapters 41K words#people who have asked for longer stories of these two please give this one a look#I've watched this unfold since late may? early july? and it's been an exciting experience#I'm not a writer I think it's better than what I could've come up with#honestly though the way he managed to get inside Machete's and Vasco's heads was uncanny their mannerisms and thought processes are spot on#some of the events aren't canon but they might as well be#and most of the background details and backstory tidbits are accurate believe me he's very well versed on their lore#big history nerd so the worldbuilding is intense#you get to meet the dog pope#there's saint sebastian#roommate hijinks#it gets kind of bleak at times though so be mindful of that#it's not all fluff and good feelings#Separation#Heinaven#RoobrickMarine#own characters#own art#artists on tumblr#CanisAlbus#Vasco#Machete#anthro#sighthound#dogs#canine#animals#if you end up reading the whole thing it would be really sweet if you left a little comment as a thanks for his hard work
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Just a quick and gentle reminder that it is never, ever okay to wish harm, destruction, and death upon people.
Ever.
#yes even the people who are different from you#yes even those who may have opposing political opinions#yes even those who may have done things you think are despicable#and by the way this applies to EVERYONE! i am not targeting anyone specifically here because i've seen it across the board#in the light of. recent events#and i don't know maybe i'm coming at this with too catholic of a worldview. but i think if ANYONE is going to say “support human rights”#and then REFUSE to extend those human rights to people who they don't think deserve it?#then perhaps they should take a quick refresher at what they think human rights ARE.
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DPxDC Danny/Jason Soulmates AU WIP
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Jason's timer read 044389:21:08, when the display suddenly went dark. 44,389 hours. Five years, 24 days, 13 hours, 21 minutes, and 8 seconds until he was fated to meet his soulmate.
Or not. Because the time stopped.
It wasn’t supposed to happen. He did his research, and with the resources at his disposal (namely, a batcomputer,) he knew for a fact that there should be no way to defy the fate of a timer. People had tried. Avoidance, isolation, putting a hit out on your own suspected soulmate. Nothing worked. Trying to delay the inevitable put you on the path to meet it. Sure, there were people who lamented the unfairness of their own situation, who were devastated they never got time with their soulmate, famous deaths on opposite sides of a battle, etc. But soulmates always, always met eachother, face to face.
Not him, though. His soulmate was dead. Five years early.
Bruce didn’t get it. Dick wouldn’t talk about it. Alfred only looked at him with pity in his eyes.
Jason wasn’t sad that he was the only person on the planet who’d never meet his soulmate. He was fucking angry, because it wasn’t fucking fair. It was another person in his life who was supposed to care about him that he’d never get to have.
So when he found out he had a mom, somewhere out there, who he’d never had the chance to meet… he had to go. How could he not?
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It was Sam who noticed, when it happened. Danny had just finished a stupid fight with Boxy, and he, Sam, and Tucker were finally ready to call it a night. Danny de-transformed and grinned, shaking the thermos proudly. “Gonna get these guys back into the Ghost Zone,” he said, when suddenly-
“Danny!” Sam yelped, and snatched at his arm.
Danny stumbled, nearly dropping his precious cargo. “Whoa, Sam, what-?’ he stopped, looking as she turned over his arm, baring his wrist.
His timer was dark, like people who’s soulmates were dead. The numbers still showed, faintly, but they were stationary. The countdown had stopped.
Ice spread through Danny’s veins, like the cold that rushed through him when he went ghost, but worse, so much worse.
Danny’s ghost form didn’t have a timer, which honestly freaked him out, but as a human it had always behaved completely normally. When he turned back, it would be there, the time having elapsed just the way it was supposed to. It had been so reassuring. He was alive. He’d make it at least five more years, and be able to meet his soulmate, who would hopefully be able to accept him the way he was. He wanted that so badly. He wanted someone beyond his friends to talk to, to know him as a person and a ghost. He wanted to not be afraid anymore.
He’d just passed the five year mark, not that long ago. He’d been so excited to be that much closer to someone so important.
And now something was horribly wrong.
“Dude, that’s jacked up,” Tucker said, noticing the problem with wide eyes.
“Did anything happen today?” Sam asked, her expression hardened with determination. “Did you notice anything weird while you were transformed?”
Danny shook his head. “No, no it- it was running while we were at school, and we’ve been fighting ghosts since then. I don’t know when it would’ve…” Danny could barely make himself speak. “Is it my fault?” he said, almost to himself. “Did I spend too much time as a ghost and it just-”
Sam gripped at his hand. “No, Danny, it isn’t your fault. Whatever the problem is, we’re going to figure it out, okay?”
“Yeah man,” Tucker added, clapping a hand on his shoulder. “Hey, maybe your parents can actually help this time? Weird magic science is kinda their thing, right?”
Sam looked less sure, but nodded all the same. “You’re going to meet your soulmate. Okay?”
“Okay,” Danny said, quiet, looking down at the stopped numbers on his wrist.
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Edit: Added a readmore
#calling this a wip because it's obviously just set up but i haven't worked on this since i wrote it#i actually wrote it because of a prompt on a dead on main event week but never posted anything then#so i may as well now#timer soulmate angst! my favorite#danny phantom#dc#batfam#dpxdc#dp x dc#dead on main#long post#not quite long enough for a readmore i dont think but if anybody complains I'll add one#my rambles#my writing#fanfic#soulmate au#soulmate timers#edit: what was I thinking of course it needs a readmore#this is why we don't post at 1 am folks
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Alternate timeline where Stanley doesn’t accidentally ruin Ford’s project but he still doesn’t get into Geek Life University bc some kid showed up with a baking soda volcano
#Happens every time I’m telling ya#gravity falls#stanford pines#stanley pines#a tale of two stans#Y’all I just thought of smth fucked up#Remember that baby pic where ford was reaching towards the yellow triangle?#What if bill’s always been there#Cuz perpetual motion machines aren’t scientifically possible (think it’s bc entropy or smth to do w/ thermodynamics)#Ford couldn’t have made one—no one can#Either he was scamming them or (if what I said abt bill above is correct) *he* fucked w/ Ford’s machine to make it weird#Bc ford getting into a top school means he has more opportunities which means a better chance of getting the portal built#And then when Ford starts being like “screw your cipher” bill’s like “oh you think you can just *leave* me; I *made* you sixer!”#“I’m the reason you got into that fancy pants college! You honestly think you could’ve built that machine#We may be a team but I’m the mvp—always have been”#Okay I know it’s far-fetched but what is the gf fandom if not full of far-fetched theories (ain’t even a theory really more like an excuse#for angst and also bc of the fact that Ford invented Physics Breaker 5000 was slwsys a sticking point for me FOR SOME REASON)#Like I truly don’t know why that of all things bothers me#I really did just devolve into fanfic in the tags of a shitpost—oh and ig ford got into west cost in that au/version of events#shitpost
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regret
#literally excuse the shitty anatomy and cell shading i was thinking abt chuuyas reaction to what he'd done and i decided to make it skk#bc skk copium :')#the way i've hated dazai so fucking much but i still cried like a bitch when he died#he's not dead the bsd fandom has this phase like the elevator chapter where we're like ''dazai's not gonna make it he's done for!!''#and then he comes back next chapter like surprise bitches yall thought i was dead lmao#this chapter fucking HURT for skk shippers tho like we rly lost this time around huh#deluding myself into thinking that chuuya used gravity manipulation to slow the bullet#bc we didn't see a bullet hole behind dazais head like when chuuya shot his shoulder even though the bullet to his skull was fired at close#the reason theres a wound is bc the compressed air that was still fired was enough to wound him#and the shock wave that followed caused him to pass out bc of the sudden tension to his head intermingled with the blood loss and poison#we also know dazai can control his heart rate at will so maybe he can drop his pulse to zero for like thirty secs#enough to make fyodor believe he's dead#in the event that all of this is untrue and dazai rly does die the way my entire being will go numb and cold and dead#knowing that fyodor will most likely use dazai's death as a weapon against chuuya effectively chaining him to his side#like bffr chuuya may dislike dazai but that's his partner his reflection the boy that makes him desperately want to be human#dazai is the embodiment of chuuyas humanity and once chuuya loses that tether to his human side he will snap and the facade will shatter#and we will truly see chuuya unhinged with nothing more keeping him bound to his mortal shell#this wasn't the skk reunion we wanted asigiri what the fuck :(#bungou stray dogs#bungo stray dogs#bsd#nakahara chuuya#chuuya nakahara#osamu dazai#dazai osamu#skk#soukoku#lotus draws
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I really really love you're artwork and honestly like to see it every time I'm on tumbler.
I have a question for Tac. If you had to pick a nice place to snuggle, where would it be
Also oh gosh I have the biggest want to just hug or snuggle Tac so bad. I love this man
(thank you! ;v;)
Tac: A giant beanbag's a great place ta cuddle. ...Care ta join me? ..Under th' stars 'd be nice too...
#tam ask event#tac sans#undertale#utmv#didderd art#didderd asks#zatheon123#the beanbag may or may not just be what i want to cuddle on
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This concept art of (possibly) Rook makes much more sense after seeing the Gameplay reveal.
They really are Just Some Guy™
#dragon age#dragon age: the veilguard#DA:TV#DA:V#DA4#Dragon Age Rook#they may be good at what they do but Maker be damned give them a minute#being thrown into world changing events and facing literal gods was not on the itinerary after going to the pub for a pint 💀
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Finality
original picture and a speedpaint below the cut!
TAGLIST
@santongkabayo @lyslsstuff @cyclonixi @alto-the-avocado @lailau7904
@mintraindrop @loquarocoeur
#as you can tell I'm feeling totally fine regarding recent events#you may notice on the speedpaint that he originically only had 4 fingers. this is because I drew this start to finish past midnight#shoutout to the gc for pointing it out to me idk what I'd do without you guys#f1#f1 fanart#dr3#daniel ricciardo#daniel ricciardo fanart#vcarb#singapore gp 2024#neverleft underscore#neb50#neb100#speedpaint
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supermassive garfhole
#garfield#black hole#space#cosmic horror#supermassive black hole#garfield the cat#merch art#phuzface#mai art#would u call this cosmic vorror? tbh idk what to call this exactly#event vorizon
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Gin&Tonic (hurt-comfort)
Fuelara at home with a kiss
Solara is experiencing feelings of inadequacy when it comes to her duties in Clover, and Fue is there to comfort her
Morgsele (Morgen x Josele) at a ball with reminiscing
Gin&Tonic (hurt-comfort) at a party with a dance and reminiscing their first date, which ends with a kiss
Smoothie (funny)
Zora x Nebra at a cafè with something funny
Nebra goes on a date with Zora at a cafè that’s more commonly than what she’s used to. Zora teases him and they share a smirk or two~
Daiquiri (general-fluff)
YamiChar at a picnic with hand-holding
Yami and Charlotte walk on a field with a picnic basket, and talk about life, teasing each other, and holding hands.
Nozel & Solid brother fic
Solid wants to feel like him and Nozel are brothers, because they’re currently very distant. So, he goes to Nozel and they end up having an awkward chat
Soda (fluff)
Nozessa (Nozel x Vanessa) at home with a kiss
Nozel comes home early and Vanessa is happy to see him, even if she teases him a little. And they share a kiss, or two ;)
YuNeva at a picnic with playing with hair
Yuno and Neva have a picnic on a field where they talk about life, and how they’ve been through a lot. But how it’ll be alright. And he plays with her hair
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More of this AU, whoops
#gravity falls#cuphead#gf au#gravity falls au#crossover#oh yeah explanation uh#bill is currently possessing ford and trying to start up the portal again#in this au weirdmageddon may or may not happen but that's what bill is aiming for here#his plan was basically to use the parts gathered to restart the portal#and then once he did that and had full access to his magic he was gonna use dipper to give pacifica a perma body#cuz she's a ghost in this AU#there IS a way to bring her back without killing anyone else but bill isn't gonna go that route lmao#OH YEAH UH this is the DLC equivalent of events#so Ford takes the place of Chef Saltbaker here#and if this were a game the person in the jar would change depending on who is “playing” just like the DLC#if Pacifica is the one in there then the whole scene changes but idk how so#idk its 5 am#ford pines#standord pines#bill cipher#mabel pines#pacifica northwest#dipper pines#blood#tw blood#dimonds art#cuphead dlc#gf ch au
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Sight of a Star - Blue-ish Star Ryōshū and Don Quixote
#HERES HOW BLUE-ISH STAR BELIEVERS CAN STILL WIN I PROMISE#Rendering sucks but I do like how these look very much. I hate drawing armour. big fan of dramatic shadows however.#but! as for justifications:#B-iS is an abno regarding what one so desperately wants but cannot have - possibly connecting to Blue Star and the paradise-like place-#people wish to reach by throwing themselves into it. though what is offered by B-iS is a much less refined yet as tantalising#given the text of 'The irresistible allure is almost tearing you apart' and the less refined bit being implied by both design#[jagged edges of the actual blue shape and legs like dolls - both unlike BS' much rounder and more naturalistic design]#in short it's the manifestation of impossible dreams - for Don this is her quest for a just knighthood in the City of all places#and for Ryōshū [though idk her source] it is her final work of art - the Hell Screen#when approached one's body is 'pushed away' as if a manifestation of how it is unachievable. at least it is for them#'To be truly blue the one with the true blue must be left alone in one’s blueness.'#is what I interpret as: 'to truly dream the dreamer must be left to one's fantasies'#dreams by nature do not intersect well with reality. all their flaws will be shown and they will crack under the pressure of the real world#it is why the dream pushes them away. to preserve itself. also probably has something to do with how DQ also has void dream#and this abno gives pride boosts in its event. and I personally see pride as a sort of 'self assurance' or 'self above others' so to speak#as to chase ones dreams one must think themselves the exception. as the one that can persevere over the City#plus the HP damage and the various juxtapositions in the 'forward' option may be in reference to how dreams and reality don't mix.#harming those who chase them. though all the same the 'backwards' option shows that simply tossing them aside shall hurt in its own way#to think oneself 'impure' enough to give up on chasing it is all the same resignation on your uniqueness#as for the gift: the name is possibly to do with how lower stars seem easier to reach. and the effect of damage at minus SP....#going insane dream chasing?#but to take ones leave allows for it to be left behind without any further effects. you did not look at your dreams. acknowledge them at al#but are you better off like that? not dreaming? forgetting that brilliantly unfinished star?#but anyways I hope you liked my rambles. also this abno and everything related to Blue Star is so tastefully C flavoured that I love them#and fun fact! when I was first generally mapping sinners to unfightable/EGOless abnos I entirely forgot Ryōshū somehow. which led to this.#they don't have weapons they just kick real hard and it works well enough#limbus company#ryōshū lcb#don quixote lcb#🎠🚬
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CHOSENWEEK FINALE : CELEBRATION / HEALING
happy birthday bitch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! /silly
anyways thats all the days compleeete! now i can finally say this..
ChosenWeek will officially come to a close on [November 6 at 12 AM GMT+8].
why that time specifically? welllll im aware that people have different timezones, like for example it could be november 5 for me but its still the 4th for some others which means its still chosenweek for that part of the world
so me setting it at november 6 will at least have me make sure that its at least near or exactly november 5 for all of us!
dw i have it already scheduled so when it comes up then it. comes up yeah
#alan becker#animator vs animation#ava#animation vs minecraft#avm#ava tco#ava red#avm red#ava tsc#avm tsc#ava yellow#avm yellow#ava green#avm green#ava blue#avm blue#ava chosenweek#this is it! the final day#which means its almost time for this event to come to a close#would said week buuuut the days this event takes kind of extends a week hehehehhh#i htink this counts as healing also since well#hes casually inside the pc#in the place where he was trapped in for the first five years of his existence.#as well as also being in the same vicinity as alan#yknow... the guy who enslaved him#may be a bit of a stretch but hey! it works yknow#i would add more but i think.im reaching tag limit and i ran out of ways to express thoughts so whoopsie#oh yeah the box anniversary is todOH MY GOD AVA 10 WAS A YEAR AGO WHAT THE FUC#lilacsart
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i love puppet history becuase it gets to the CORE of what i like about history. i want to hear the gossip. i want to know what its like to be an average person hearing about an extrodanary, yet still average, person. this woman burned down a nunnary for her lover? this woman lead the biggest pirate fleet? a bunch of french children got murdered by a beast?? TELL ME THE TEA. I HAVE TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED.
#i dont know what year most of these events take place but i DO know the important deets!! like she may have killed three men!#puppet history#watcher#shane madej#ryan bergara#watcher entertainment
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