Dad’s Best Friend

Harleen’s Intern Part 1

“Ok y/n. You can do this. It’s no big deal, you’ve been trained for this. Plus you won’t be alone. Dr. Quinzel promised she’d be there the whole time. Breath.” You stared at yourself in the bathroom mirror. You’ve been giving yourself this pep talk all morning. Today was the day. The day you would finally get to work with the clown prince himself. You’d spent weeks preparing yourself, reading and re-reading the Joker’s case files. Last week Dr. Quinzel informed you that you were ready to sit in on a few of his sessions. You were incredibly nervous but also excited to finally be working with a client. You’d woken up early as a result of a sleepless night but you didn’t mind. You used the extra time to actually eat a decent breakfast and take an extra long shower. You had finished putting on your makeup and you were feeling confident. It was time to go and you were ready to take on the world. Or at the very least a very psychotic criminal. You arrived at Arkham earlier than usual. Dr. Quinzel was waiting for you behind her desk when you entered her office. “Hello y/n. You’re early.” She said with a smile. “I know. I’m nervous.” You replied with a nervous grin.  Dr. Quinzel stood up from her desk. “ That’s perfectly normal. To tell you the truth I was nervous my first time too.” She winked at you and headed for the door. You followed behind and felt your heart rate increase with every step you took. “Deep breaths y/n. Don’t let him know your nervous. He feeds on that.” Dr. Quinzel advised. You nodded your head and took a few deep breaths. Before you knew it the only thing that separated you from the clown prince was a door. Dr. Quinzel placed her hand on the door knob. “Are you ready?” She asked. You tried to control your breathing but you were failing.  "As ready as I’ll ever be I suppose.“ You gave a weak smile that Dr. Quinzel returned as she opened the door.

There he was a man with vibrant green hair and the bluest eyes you had ever seen. He was already seated at the table wearing his straight jacket. There were two chairs positioned across from J where there would usually only be one. J never took his eyes off of you as you crossed the  room. As you sat down J smiled. “Well what do we have here?” You remained silent while Dr. Quinzel answered for you. “This is y/n, she’s going to be joining us for a few sessions.”  J tilted his head to one side. “How exciting.” He replied his smile growing wider. “How about we get started.” Dr. Quinzel said gaining your attention. You hadn’t realized you’d been staring at J this whole time. Well that can’t be good. So much for not attracting unwanted attention to yourself. You quickly refocused your eyes on Dr. Quinzel. Prior to entering the session you had planned on asking your own questions as Dr. Quinzel had encouraged you to do. But somewhere along the way you lost your nerve. Instead you sat quietly as Dr. Quinzel asked J a series of questions. He answered some and ignored others. After ignoring several of her questions, Dr. Quinzel decided to address his silence. “Mister J you seem distracted, What’s running through your mind right now?” She asked leaning back in her chair. J continued to stare at you as he answered. “Well Doctor.” He grinned. “ I was just imaging how it would feel to be between y/n’s legs, hearing her moan my name, begging for more.” Your eyes shot up darting from J to Dr. Quinzel. She tries to quickly put a stop to the situation. “Mister J I-” she’s cut off by J’s maniacal laughter. His eye locked with yours as he spoke again. “Tell me y/n, would you like that?” Dr. Quinzel stood up. “Enough. We’re leaving. Y/n come with me.” She stayed surprisingly calm.  You on the other hand couldn’t be more flustered. What had she said? Don’t let him make you uncomfortable? Yeah about that. Your cheeks were bright red someone on Mars could tell you were uncomfortable. You got up and followed Dr. Quinzel, you heard J let out an angry growl and heard him yell before the door fell shut. “I want an answer doll!”

The walk back to Dr. Quinzel’s office was silent. Well that session definitely didn’t  go as planned. So much for all that confidence. Now you weren’t sure if you would ever be able to face him again. As you entered Dr. Quinzel’s office she gave you an apologetic look. “Y/n I’m so sorry I didn’t think something like that would happen.” You gave her a half smile. “It’s ok. You couldn’t have known.” she walked to her desk and sat down. “Please don’t let this deter you from sitting in on his sessions. Just come back tomorrow and show him it hasn’t affected you. Maybe you should go home early today and relax before tomorrow’s session.” You nodded thankful you were able to return home. “Ok. Yeah thanks I’ll um I’ll do that.” Showing him he had not affected you however, was going to be a challenge. You returned home and changed into some comfy clothes and lounged around a bit. You spread out on your couch lazily as you replayed the events of earlier over and over again in your head. You allowed your eyes to flutter shut into a world of dreams. ‘You were back in that small white room sitting across from J. You were alone with him. Where was Dr. Quinzel? “Answer me doll.” You heard J growl. Your eyes darted back to his figure sitting across from you. His arms free of his straight jacket. This isn’t right. J stood up from chair and circled around the table leering at you. What was his question? “Tsk tsk tsk. It’s a simple question. Yes or no princess?” You didn’t know what you should say. So you simply whispered “yes.” And prayed it was the right answer. J seemed pleased as a smile had formed on his lips. He held out his hand to you and you took it. You stood and walked towards him. J grabbed your waist and pulled you close to him. “Say it doll. Say it.” He slid his hands downward gripping your ass tightly trailing light kisses down your neck and biting when he reached your collarbone. What did he want you say. Then it hit you. The question you never answered. You were just about to answer when you heard your phone go off. That’s strange, you shut your phone off when you’re at work’ You woke up still on your couch noticing your phone lit up on the coffee table. You had a message from your mom. ‘Hi sweetie!! I was just checking on you, I know today was your big day! How did it go?’ You had been asleep for a few hours and it took your eyes a few minutes to focus. You texted your mom back with a short and sweet message. 'It went great mom! Loved it!’ There was no need to worry her with what really happened you knew she would freak out. You were still pretty tired and it was late enough that you could justify going to bed early. You climbed into bed and spend the rest of the night in a dreamless stupor.

You returned to Arkham the next day and went straight to Dr. Quinzel’s office. She greeted you with a smile and seemed to be on her way out. “Hi y/n. We’re seeing Mister J a little early today, hopefully that’s not an inconvenience for you.” Your felt your stomach jump at his name and remembered the events from yesterday. You weren’t sure if you were ready to face him. “Dr. Quinzel, if you don’t mind i’d like to sit this one out. I’m not sure I’m comfortable going back in there just yet.” Dr. Quinzel gave you a sympathetic smile. “I understand, it’s ok.” She continued walking towards the door but turned around before exiting. “You know y/n, you can’t let him get to you. I understand if you need time but I would like you to continue coming to his sessions in the future.” You nodded a slight smile on your face and she walked out. You sat at Dr. Quinzel’s desk going over some case notes to keep yourself busy. You were surprised to see Dr. Quinzel return not 20 minutes later. You thought that was odd since mister J’s sessions usually lasted an hour. Whatever the reason she was back so soon, it couldn’t be good news. “Well you’re back early.” You said stating the obvious. Dr. Quinzel looked frustrated. “Mister J refused to talk about anything unless you were present.” She answers sounding a bit annoyed. You were stunned. Why would he want you there? “W-why would I need to be there?” You questioned a little hesitantly. Dr. Quinzel answered carefully. “Well, er, you see sweetie sometimes Mister J gets fixated on something. Or someone.” She paused for moment trying to find the right words. “When this happens.” She continued. “He begins to act out in order to get what he wants.”  Dr. Quinzel walked closer to her desk sitting on its edge. “I really hate to ask this of you, but it’s extremely important I get him to talk to me, will you please attend his next session?” You had a million questions running through your head but couldn’t find words to ask them. You nodded your head indicating that you would join Dr. Quinzel at the next session. She reached over and squeezed your arm a wide smile on her face. “Thank you so much y/n, I know this isn’t easy but I believe together we can help him.” She stood up getting ready to leave for another session. She was to the door when you finally found your voice. “Wait.” She turned back around. “Dr. Quinzel, why would he become.” You paused a moment and continued, using her words from earlier. “Fixated on me.” Dr. Quinzel shook her head. “I’m not sure y/n. But we have to do our best to get him unfixed. Otherwise…” She trailed off before speaking again. “Anyways don’t worry I’ll be there the whole time. I’ll catch up with you later to discuss our next session with mister J.” She waved with a smile and shut the door behind her.  What the hell was happening. He was fixated on you. You had read his case notes, you knew it wasn’t unusual for him to become obsessed with things, or people. But you never thought you’d be one of those things. And being one of Mister J’s obsessions absolutely terrified you.

Don’t Be Shy (Felix x Reader) || Part 2

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1243

Also posted on my A03

Felix’s POV

Felix had spent his day fixing weapons. It wasn’t a particularly hard task, considering that the weapons themselves weren’t intricately built, but it did however take time. The only time he’d moved from the flat slab of stone he’d sat on was to eat lunch, which he’d quickly finished in order to return to his task.

It wasn’t that he was eager to fix the weapons the Lost Boys had so carelessly broken, but that the task gave him an excuse to avoid Y/N. He had, in fact, been making a considerable effort to stay away from her ever since the archery incident. 

The shift in her training partners from himself over to Devin and some of the other boys made that easier for him. Unfortunately, weapons practice was only one of the few ways the Lost Ones spent their time (how he and Y/N had spent their time together) and so Felix had thrown himself into whatever small, menial tasks he could find to occupy himself and use as an excuse to avoid her.

This had been going on for days. 

Seven days, to be exact. He had counted. 

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When you have a nightmare

Request: Headcanon for peter and Felix: when you have a bad nightmare

Dark.

It was so dark.

Apart from those familiar eyes, glowing like a beacon of hope.

“Peter!” You yelled, desperately trying to grab his attention, but he only faced you with a blank expression.

The feeling of dread settled into the pit if you stomach as the boy you loved looked right through you.

“Leave.” His stern voice rung in the air.

“W-what?” You stuttered, the feeling of sharp nails wrapping around your arms, scratching at your flesh.

“I don’t want you here anymore.” His voice was oddly calm but you could hear the hatred which lay behind it.

“No, Peter, please-”

You woke up in a cold sweat.

Lungs heaving up and down, desperately trying to grasp oxygen.

Everything around you still wasn’t in focus, just a blur of dim colours swirling around.

Beads of sweat stuck to your forehead, neck and back as you sat, bolted up right in bed.

Quietly, you heard your boyfriend begin to stir from his blissful slumber.

“Are you ok, love?” He asked.

No words fell from your lips as you aimlessly stared at the wall of your bedroom.

“Y/n” Pan whispered, placing a caring hand on your shoulder as tears silently rolled down your rosy cheeks.

His arms instinctively wrapped around you tighter, pulling you towards him.

“Its ok, love.” The leader spoke, slowly stroking your damp hair.

“D-Do… Do you h-ate me?” You sobbed into his bare chest.

“Hate you, where did you get that from?” Although his words were sweet, he still didn’t answer your question, not properly.

“D-Do you?” You inquired once more, your trembling voice grew sterner.

“No of course I don’t,” Peter spoke, placing a light kiss on forehead, “You’re everything to me.”

You visibly relaxed in his arms at his words.

“I love you.” He whispered, his fingertips lightly dancing over your skin.

“I love you too.” You spoke, smiling up at him, peering deeply into his evergreen eyes.

With you still wrapped in his arms, the king of Neverland slowly leaned back, cradling you.

“Its ok, darling.” He whispered sweet nothings into your ear as you once again fell asleep.

Even though you had long since slipped into blissful slumber, he still kept a watchful eye on you in fear that you would bolt upright in fear once more.

“I’ll always protect you, Y/n.”

You didn’t know much, only that you were lost.

Miles and miles of dark, twisted forest surrounded you.

Out in a distance a figure started to merge out of the trees.

His heavy, dark cloak clung to his body as he gripped onto his large wooden club.

“Felix!” You called out to the second in command, but this time you weren’t met with his usual happy face.

His features were like stone, so cold and heartless.

“Don’t” was the one and only word that tumbled our of his mouth.

“Felix.” You called out once again, hooking your fingers around his wrist.

“I said don’t.” He yelled, harshly flicking you off of him.

“Please, just tell me what I’ve done.” You tried to plead with the stone faced boy.

“You’re not entitled to answers” he spat.

“Felix, please I-”

You awoke with tears in your eyes at the thought of hurting the boy you loved so dearly.

Once reality had settled in, the feeling which lingered in the pit of your stomach instantly vanished.

Turning to the side you saw him laying peacefully beside you, looking as cute as a fallen angel.

You couldn’t stop your hand from reaching out to touch him.

Your fingers lightly traced over the red scar which marked his skin, causing him to stir.

“Mmm…” he groggily moaned, strong arms which wrapped around your small frame clung to you tighter.

Pulling you into his bare chest.

“Don’t cry, princess.” He softly spoke, his eyes slowly fluttering open.

The pad of his thumb wiping away your stray tears.

“What’s wrong?” He whispered.

“I…..” the words seemed to get stuck at the back of your throat.

“Its ok,” he gently patted your hair, “take your time.”

More tears seemed to stream down your face like a never ending supply.

“Have I upset you?” You sadly inquired.

“No, why would you think that?” The second in command grew more and more curious which each word that came past your lips.

“I just had a bad dream.” You sniffled.

“Come here.” He said, his eyes tiredly falling closer as you snuggled up even closer to him.

“I love you, Y/n.” He whispered into your ear, “Never forget that.”

His words still seemed to make you blush. Just before you let blissful sleep take over your body.

Felix’s strong arms held you close to him, protecting you from all the bad things.

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I hope you guys enjoyed this!! ❤

I know I’ve missed two days of the Christmas countdown (I’m sorry!)I will post them, long with the other stories, at the weekend Xxx🎄🌟

@nevereverlandboys @lady-of-lies @lonesome-loser @celestial-neverland

hi bestie, do you write fluff? if so could you do one of James flirting with the reader :)

I do! Hope you enjoy :)

Such A Flirt

Fem!reader x James Potter

Warnings: mentions of sex

Honestly, you thought, We’re already together, you don’t have to keep flirting.

James was obviously no occlumens, as he kept leaning against the door, blocking your exit from the classroom with that cocky smirk on his face.

“Going somewhere, sweetheart?” He asked with a tilt of his head.

You rolled your eyes, unable to mask the smile that was spreading across your face. “Yes. Come on, James, I have to study.”

“What, brains and beauty? Your boyfriend must be the luckiest guy alive.” He replied surely, running a hand through his hair.

“M-hm. He’s lucky I’m not hexing him right now.” You said. He gasped, pretending to be offended.

“How could you say such a thing? You know how sensitive I am.”

“Yes, I do. How long did you sulk over Sirius stealing your sausages at breakfast?” You teased, pushing past him and laughing when he caught you around the waist, pulling you back towards him. “James!”

“Won’t you come and have fun with me instead?” He rested his chin on top of your head, refusing to let you pry yourself loose.

“I’m not having sex with you in my free period, Potter.” You deadpanned, despite having done so not four days ago.

“Good gracious, no.” He said, dramatic as ever. “I would never do something so utterly indecent.”

“Sure. Look, James, I really have to go! Remus is waiting for me.” You protested, taking advantage of his obvious distraction and shimmying out of his hold.

“You’re leaving me for Moony?!”

“Yes, that’s exactly it, and you’re paying for the wedding. That okay with you?” You said sarcastically.

James grinned. “Anything for you, doll.”

You rolled your eyes again, blushing nonetheless. He kissed you on the lips, hands on your waist, and you smiled.

“I suppose Remus can wait.”

someone better

azriel x reader (acotar)

warnings: self doubt/insecurity, slightly angsty, fluff

word count: 1288

summary: you know azriel loves you, but you can’t help but feel like he could do better.

a/n: ok so this wasn’t requested but i wanted to write something with my favourite bat boy to kick start this account so i hope you enjoy! requests are open :)

“You know you’re being completely ridiculous, right?”

You groan, removing your hand from its position across your eyes as you glance over at Cassian lounged beside you on the bed.

“I didn’t invite you here to insult me, Cass. You’re supposed to be comforting me.” you whine, Cassian shaking his head with a chuckle in response.

“Well, I’m sorry but I can’t comfort you over something that doesn’t exist, Y/N/N.” he retorts, reaching out to poke you playfully in the side. “I mean, do you even hear yourself?”

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sirius who completely screws himself over when he realises he DOES like remus because he spent so much time jokingly flirting with him he can’t work out how to get remus to understand that now he’s REALLY flirting with him

Sirius who "playfully" flirts with Remus all the time and says, "Try not to fall in love with me" but then he's the one who falls in love first.

The Spider. «Kaz Brekker»

Kaz Brekker x Reader; Shadow and Bone [Netflix]; oneshot

SUMMARY: Having Kaz Brekker nearby comes in handy when a spider invades your room.

WORD COUNT: 960

NOTES: Pretty sure there’s no mention of reader pronouns, so can be read as gender neutral; can be interpreted as platonic or otherwise, that’s up to ye. First time writing for this fandom 🤞

“Kaz? Are you busy?” you asked as you nudged the door to his office open.

Kaz’s permanent scowl softened just barely when he heard your voice, but the subtle action spoke volumes. If anyone else had entered without knocking, he wouldn’t be as quick to brush it off.

“What is it, Y/N?” he asked.

“I need your help.”

Hearing the nervous way you were speaking, seeing the way you fiddled with your hands — Kaz’s mind immediately travelled through all the possible issues one of his Crows could have found themselves in. This was the Barrel. There were several flavours of ‘worst case scenario’ that he could think up on the spot.

“Are you in trouble?” Kaz asked seriously, eyes darkening.

“Well, not exactly. It’s sort of embarrassing.”

Kaz just stared at you, his gaze intense as always, silently imploring you to get to the point.

“There’s a…a spider.”

Kaz blinked. “A spider?” he said slowly.

If you hadn’t known Kaz Brekker as well as you did and known not to expect such a thing, you might’ve thought he was about to burst out laughing.

“I know it’s silly! But I really hate them, okay? And it’s so — saints, Kaz — it’s massive! I can’t hear myself think knowing that thing is crawling around in my room somewhere but I can’t get rid of it myself.”

Kaz raised his eyebrows as if to say ‘are you kidding me?’, but he grabbed his cane and pushed himself up to stand anyway. The chair screeched as it slid across the floor and Kaz left the room at a leisurely pace, his cane thumping alongside his footsteps all the way to your room. He did not hesitate to enter it, but you lingered outside the door.

“Where is it?” he asked, sounding completely done with this task already.

You poked your head in to look around the room, clutching the doorframe. The beast was last seen scuttling around somewhere near your desk — that’s when you finally realised you had no hope of facing it on your own and had fled to enlist the help of the one and only Dirtyhands.

Movement caught your eye. There it was, over on the floor by your bed, crawling around like it owned the place.

“There it is!”

Kaz followed your pointed hand and took three steps forward before raising his good leg.

“No!” you cried.

Kaz’s movements halted before he could bring his foot down to crush the spider.

“Yes, Y/N?” he asked. He did not even turn around.

“You can’t kill it,” you said. “Just put him outside.”

“I’ve seen you stab a man through the eye with the pointy end of a hairbrush. But this is too much violence for you now, is it?” Kaz looked back at you and gestured in the general direction of the spider.

You crossed your arms and frowned. “That’s different. That guy had it coming but the spider is just minding its own business. I don’t want to kill it, I just want it to…mind its own business somewhere far, far away from me.”

Kaz turned back around before you could see the corners of his lips begin to turn upwards slightly, and he ran a hand through his hair. Nobody, including you, would ever find out how easily you could get Kaz to do something for you — he would make sure of it.

With a small mutter to himself that you could not hear, Kaz crossed the room to your desk, emptied the pencil holder, and grabbed a random sheet of paper. The spider had started to crawl up the opposite wall, and Kaz was quick to stalk over and trap it against the wall. He managed to manoeuvre the paper under the cup; then, with the trapped spider in one hand and his cane still in the other, he went to the window.

Now that the spider was in custody, you had the courage to finally enter the room. You joined Kaz at the window and opened it for him, the crisp evening air brushing against your arms.

“Alright, now don’t just throw him out into the open air because it’s a long drop. Just put him…yeah, put him there,” you said.

Kaz shook the spider out of the glass and onto the windowsill where dried leaves had collected. The second that Kaz had pulled his arm back inside, you yanked the window shut with the speed of lightning.

“Let’s hope we never have a job that might pit you against a spider,” Kaz said dryly as he returned the pencil holder and paper to the desk.

“You’re making jokes now? Did you hit your head?” You smiled and followed Kaz back to the door.

“I think you’re the one who’s hit your head,” he said, pausing in the doorway. “You said the spider was ‘massive’. That was easily the weakest spider I’ve ever seen.”

“Spider size aside, thank you for taking care of it, Kaz. That was very sweet of you.”

It should have been an oxymoron to say that somebody could glare affectionately at another person, but that was exactly what Kaz did.

“It wasn’t sweet. If anything, it’s a business transaction. You take out my enemies, I take out your spiders.”

“Right. It’s got nothing to do with the fact that I’m your favourite person in this place,” you teased.

Kaz turned away from you and began walking down the hallway with surprising speed right as Jesper appeared, headed in the opposite direction.

“And because we’re best friends for life!” you called after Kaz.

“No we aren’t!” Kaz said, turning the corner and disappearing from sight.

“Yes you are,” Jesper whispered loudly to you with a wink as he passed.

Bestfriendsdad!Steve would take such good care of me I can feel it 😩

he really would 😩 can you imagine how spoiled you would be ‘cause he would just be like “just lie back, princess. let me make you feel good, yeah? you’ve had such a long day.” before he’s between your legs giving you beard burn but he’s also so gentle with his tongue ugh

Can I Have This Dance?

(Gally x Reader)

Requested by the wonderful @ultraintrovertedgryffindor - the idea was just too cute. Plus, I’ve been dying to write something set in the Safe Haven, and this felt like the perfect opportunity! Enjoy!

It has been a few weeks since you and your friends arrived at the Safe Haven, and you were all gradually adjusting to the new chapter in your lives. It wasn’t remotely easy to put everything that’d happened behind you and move on, but you were doing your best to take it step by step. After all, what other choice did you have?

You were never alone, and you were thankful for that. You had your friends, who you knew would always be there to offer a shoulder to lean on and keep your mind from sinking. They were nothing short of family to you. But above all, you had Gally. The one person you loved the most in the world.

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𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝐛. 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : the weather is bad and your dad, whose been picking you up after late shifts, is out of town so he’s sent his best friend bucky to take his little girl home. who is bucky to refuse?

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : dad’s best friend!bucky barnes x f!reader 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 4,215 words 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 :  (  MINOR’S DO NOT INTERACT! 18+  )  teasing, age gap (bucky is late 30s, reader is 22-23?), undefined relationship, praise kink, thigh riding, fingering, oral (female receiving, male receiving mentioned), dirty talk, pet names (sweets/sweetheart, honey, baby/doll), unprotected sex  ( don’t risk it, wrap ya biscuit! ), creampie, cumplay.

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 :  i really said to myself “hey why don’t u write something small abt this au!bucky” and then it took two days and made my brain melt out through my bad ear. anyway, please don’t reupload, repost or translate my work. i only post on tumblr, so if you see this elsewhere know that it isn’t me. once again, i ask that MINOR’S DO NOT INTERACT! 18+

“You better be careful, what with this weather” Your boss, Tom, calls as you pull on your jacket, having so graciously offered to finish closing up on his own so you could get a head start to try and beat the worst of the wind and rain. You’re babbling your thanks to him once again when the bell above the diner door gives a jingle, your ride home entering. Your boss is about to shoo him away, telling him that they’re closed but you cut in, “Don’t worry, this is just Bucky. My dad asked him to pick me up, cause he’s outta town”.

“Y’ready, doll?” Bucky calls out with his familiar drawl, opening the door back up and letting a large gust of wind and rain into the diner. You make a point to dart straight out, shouting your good nights and final thank you to Tom as you rush to Bucky’s car, earning a chuckle from the pair. The parking around the diner isn’t that expansive, but it’s dark and you find yourself halting as you look out for it, only for Bucky’s hand to find the small of your back and guide you instead.

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