BROOOOOOOOOOO

BROOOOOOOOOOO

the prettiest person ever

✮𝗗𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗣𝘂𝘇𝘇𝗹𝗲 - 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻✮

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Hi! I thought of this while doing a 3D puzzle of a globe. It was fun ngl.

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Headcanon - You and your S/O sit down and do a puzzle. Characters - CC!George, C! + CC! Tommy, CC!Dream, CC!Sapnap

They started off as headcanons but slowly turned into oneshots. lol whoops. sorry

Word Count: 3.6k CW: Swearing

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C!Tommy: 781 words

Tommy loves spending time with you. Especially when you guys go on adventures around the SMP.

Doing something that always got you scolded by Philza or Wilbur.

Whether that be looting people's chests, or accidentally blowing creepers up while trying to get a new disc.

There was never a dull moment between the two of you

Always laughing, always getting into (playful) arguments

You were inseparable and always full of energy

So when you decided that after years of playful banter and energy shared between you, that you wanted to sit down for the day and relax while doing a puzzle, did Tommy regret being friends with you.

When i say regret, i mean he “regrets” it

He loves you, he truly does

But on days like these all he wanted to do was leave

You always made sure to ask beforehand whether or not he wanted to join you. His immediate thought was to say no and go hang out with Tubbo.

But seeing the desperate look in your eyes wanting nothing more than to just spend a relaxing day with your best friend did he cave.

He always does and always will.

But that doesn't mean he will ever stop complaining.

“AWE COME ON Y/N! I’m booooored”

Tommy was hanging off of the couch. His legs swung over the back of the recliner while his head was hanging off the edge of the chair. The blood went straight to his face making him look like a tomato. You laughed the moment you looked up from the puzzle. Wanting nothing more than to complete it. You shook your head.

“Tommy, we've been sitting down for an hour.. Instead of lying there complaining, help me complete the puzzle!”

You pouted at him hoping he’d agree to stay with you. Even if he didn’t participate in the completion of the puzzle. He groaned the moment he saw your face. Heat rose to his cheeks more than they already had, he was glad to be hanging upside down before you could make fun of him. He had always fancied you, although he’d never admit it out loud. He sighed obnoxiously loud and sat up.

“Fine” he muttered standing up, dragging his feet slowly over to wear you were sat on the floor. He fell next to you and groaned even louder than before, leaning his head on your shoulder. You rolled your eyes and flicked his forehead pushing him off of you.

He shouted out a quick “OI!” before seeing the way you flinched at the sudden loudness of his voice. He admired the way you enjoyed puzzles. Liking the way they challenged you, loving the feeling of satisfaction once you did complete it.

“'Ive never fucking liked puzzles” He grumbled under his breath, you head barely heard him but once you realised what he had said, you turned your head and glared.

“If you’ve ‘never fucking liked puzzles’ then why do you always agree to relax and do them with me!?” They were annoyed. Tommy was a kind soul. Behind that obnoxious loud teenager lied a nice mommas boy. Even if there wasn’t a mother around.

He stayed silent. Gaze shifted from your own to the puzzle pieces sitting in front of him, scattered across the wooden planks beneath you. He reached over and grabbed 4 odd pieces, forcing them to fit together. His eyes shone and a smile slowly grew on his face as they slid into one another. Even if he had to use force. He turned to you excitedly.

“Look!! They fit!! I’m the fucking best at puzzles!” You started laughing. You couldn’t help it. Even if you were annoyed mere moments beforehand. Seeing the way your idiotic best friend lit up with accomplishment was enough to make you happy. He furrowed his eyebrows at the sound of your laughter.

“What.. what's so funny” A confused expression had taken over from the previous ecstatic one. You shook your head and smiled at him before punching him in the shoulder.

“No, it's nothing. I love you dork” blush had slowly seeped up his neck upon hearing your words. You had said them a million times before but it still made his heart race. You turned back to the puzzle, a content smile on your face.

Glad that Tommy had finally started to participate and enjoy himself. Even if he was doing it wrong and you knew he was going to start complaining again in an hour. For the time being you were happy.

CC!Tommy: 937 words

Unlike C!Tommy. CC!Tommy was more than happy to sit down and do a puzzle with you. Majority of the time it was his idea.

It was rare for Tommy to get a break. He was always busy. Occupied to an unbelievable extent for a 17 year old.

Planning streams, streaming, planning vlogs, filming vlogs, planning main channel videos, filming main channel videos, setting up his new office, going to college, completing his course work, travelling back and forth between Brighton, London, and Nottingham.

You had stopped seeing each other once Tommy had started getting bigger. You both had responsibilities you needed to attend to. Drifting apart was neither of your faults.

You did keep in touch, but when you did talk it was very short and dry messages.

“Hey” “Hi” “How r u?” “Good, WBU? Vlogs going alright?” “yeah no they’re good. Tiring tho hahaha” “haha i bet” “ahh shit sorry i gtg. Got to do a stream. Bye!” “bye tommy :)”

So when he called you randomly on a wednesday asking if you wanted to come over, you had never been so excited.

“Tommy!” you brought him into a hug the moment the door opened. A soft squeal escaping your mouth. It had been months since you had last seen each other in person. He laughed, hugging you back with the same amount of energy. He brought you in as tight as he could without hurting you.

“How’d you know it was me? Mum's home you know?? You barely had time to look at me” He grabbed your shoulders and pushed you away so he could look at you while he questioned your antics. Your face flushed. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t memorised the pattern of his steps. And with how tall he was, it was hard to miss his heavy footsteps.You laughed and looked down, completely ignoring his question before pushing past him and into the living room.

Leaning against the kitchen counter stood his mum. She was looking at something on her phone. Scrolling through twitter no doubt. Tommy followed shortly after you, closing the door swiftly once you had walked through. Upon hearing the two pairs of footsteps, Mrs Simons looked up from her phone, and her eyes lit up at the sight of you. You and Tommy had been friends for years. Originally meeting each other in primary school when Tommy had pushed you off of the swing because you were “hogging it”. You pushed him off the slide as payback which resulted in Tommy getting a broken arm. But it was worth it.

“Oh my. It's been so long since you’ve come by” Mrs Simons had long forgotten her phone on the kitchen counter as she walked forward and pulled you into a hug. Laughing, you hugged her back. Before you could even say anything, Tommy had grabbed your arm and pulled you towards the staircase to drag you upstairs.

“Tommy! Let me say hi to mum :(“ because of how close you have become over the years, it has become the norm to call Mrs Simons ‘Mum’. She was an important parental figure in your life. Tommy rolled his eyes and continued to drag you towards his room. He stopped in front of his door and turned to you with a giddy grin on his face. He let go of your arm and opened the door with a loud bang. Literally. It hit the wall. It bounced back and closed itself. Tommy groaned as you lost your shit. Laughing as loudly as you could. Of course the more time you spent with each other. The more habits you pick up. One being Tommys laugh. He ignored your light teasing and opened the door again. This time it was a lot softer. The grin had returned to his face. Staring at what was in front of him. The space where his PC had been, was now occupied by boxes upon boxes of puzzles. Tommy hated puzzles when he was younger. Only doing them because you had forced him. Now they were comforting. They reminded him of the times when either of you had been sad, so to distract yourselves you’d sit down and do a puzzle. Just enjoying the silent time you had together.

In the time you two had spent away from each other, you had silently agreed to not do a puzzle without the other person there. It was a tradition of sorts. One of you is sick? Puzzle. Burnt out? Puzzle. Sad? Puzzle. Happy to an unbelievable extent? Puzzle.

Rushing over you picked up one of the boxes. It was custom made. A picture of you, Tommy, Betty, and Walter displayed on the front. You looked back at Tommy as he closed his door and walked towards you. He sat down against the wardrobe, while you sat leaning against his bed. The puzzle was now spread out on the floor in front of you. A grin on both of your faces as you sat there working in silence. You paused and looked up at Tommy. His forehead creased as he concentrated.

“Thank you Tommy. I’ve missed you.” He looked up when you started talking. The crease disappearing as a soft look overtook his features. He nodded in acknowledgement and smiled.

“I've missed you too…” Tommy was expressive. Very expressive. But when it came to expressing feelings other than anger, he had trouble. So hearing him mutter those few words as he looked down avoiding your gaze, made your heart flutter. He was all you could ever ask for. All you ever needed.

CC!Sapnap: 889 words

You’d hate doing puzzles with Sapnap. As much as you loved him, he would just be too much for the calming aura that puzzles are supposed to have.

It was originally a time for you to sit down and relax after a long day. The first time he saw you do it was when you two had first moved in with each other. It’d been within the first week.

Sapnap walked out of his streaming room and stretched his arms over his head, listening to the pop of his joints. You gagged from the lounge room down the hall upon hearing the pops. Sapnap laughed. He always forgot how much you hated the sound. Walking into the lounge room, he saw you sitting at the edge of the couch hunched over the coffee table, which has moved significantly since he last saw it. It was pulled up pressing against your knees as you inspected each puzzle piece. He stared at you confused as to what he was seeing. He didn’t think you'd be the puzzle type of person. “.. what are you doing” You looked up, Sapnap was leaning against the doorway holding the frame as he stared at you. You smiled at him before scooting over on the couch and patted the seat next to you. He raised his eyebrows and walked over sitting next to you as indicated. “I’m doing a puzzle” You continued smiling as you turned to face him, now sitting cross-legged on the couch. “I do them when I’m really stressed. They help calm me down and relax” A look of realisation had set on his face. He nodded and pulled out his phone, settling further into the couch. “Do you wanna do it with me?” He almost looked disgusted by the idea and shook it off saying he's happy to just sit next to you and enjoy your company.

He sat and watched the next few times he caught you doing puzzles. One day when he was watching you, he nudged your shoulder with his own and asked if he could join you. You’d never been happier. You smiled giddily as you watched your boyfriend start to concentrate, trying to find the right pieces.

Sure, Sapnap would be calm at first. Just appreciating the time he was spending with you. But I feel like the more he joined you and the more comfortable he found himself becoming, the more competitive he’d get.

“LETS FUCKING GO! I COMPLETED THE BORDER BEFORE YOU” He’d get excited over the smallest accomplishments. You'd just smile and nod.

“Y/N! Y/N! I COMPLETED THE DOG WHOOOOO”

It was originally just a time for you to sit in silence, but it soon became a way for Sapnap to let out all of his energy and excitement.

His excitement always made you happy and made you smile. Usually hearing him yell out in giddiness when he beat Dream.

You loved puzzles. And you loved Sapnap. The two just didn't mix well.

It had gotten to the point where you had just stopped doing puzzles when he was around. Only doing them when you knew he was recording, streaming, or even going grocery shopping.

When you started to hide the fact that you were doing puzzles without him, he would always come over and ask if you wanted to do one after he finished streaming with the boys, missing the time he spent with you when you did them.

You denied his request every time, always claiming you weren't in the mood or you were feeling tired. He never questioned you, and never expressed his disappointment.

One day though. Sapnap had finished streaming a lot earlier than you had anticipated. He walked into the lounge room and saw you doing the puzzle. Before you even had time to register that he had walked in, he had already sat down next to you and started putting the pieces together. You ignored him and kept doing the puzzle, hoping he'd be calmer today. Everything was going well.. At first. He made a small gasp and your head whipped towards him, waiting for whatever nonsense was going to spew out of his mouth. Your body was tense, you were about to burst.. Instead he kept his mouth shut, a small smile on his face. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw you continuing to stare at him for a moment, just waiting for something to happen. When nothing did, you sighed, your body relaxed and you were back hunched over the coffee table.

After you had finished and packed up the puzzle, he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into him to nuzzle his face into your neck.

“I’m sorry I get so loud when doing the puzzle. I just like spending time with you.” he murmured into your neck. You froze after hearing his apology. A million thoughts racing through your mind. You hesitantly hugged him back. Melting into his touch as you snuggled into his shoulder.

“It’s okay… I know you get excited” he squeezed you before pulling his face away and pressing a kiss to your cheek. He promised to try and be as quiet as he had been that day.

And he kept his word.

Sometimes

Mans still gets excited and yells without realising.

CC!Dream: 325 words

Dream would be similar in the sense of getting competitive over puzzles.

Unlike Sapnap, he knew you would get stressed and anxious when he yelled. Usually keeping his excitement to himself.

He wouldn't do them often though. Opting to just admire you as you concentrate. He didn’t care what you two did together as long as he got to spend time with you.

Dream sat across from you, on the other side of the room. His back pressed to the wall as you sat on the edge of the couch. He had walked in about an hour beforehand, silently just sitting down. He hadn’t moved a muscle since he sat. Not even to check his phone. His arms were crossed sitting on top of his knees, as he rested his head on his arms. Looking up from what you were doing, Dream had stolen your attention. You stared back at him, taking notice of the goofy grin that sat on his face. He started to laugh. It was completely out of the blue. He had just lost it. You stared at him confused before laughing along with him, falling back to sit properly on the couch. Your back finally resting against the cushions. You sighed in content as your tired body finally had time to relax. Dream had calmed down from his laughter not long after you, taking a few more moments to admire you as you relaxed. He stood up and sat next to you. He’d be lying if he said sitting in the same position for an hour on the hardwood floor without moving was comfortable. Wrapping his arm around your shoulder he pulled you into his chest to just cuddle and relax.

This was often how your days turned out. Puzzle or not. Dream always found a loophole for you to lay with him on the couch and cuddle. He always craved your attention and validation. Not that you complained.

CC!George: 668 words

George hated puzzles.

The end.

Not like Sapnap or C!Tommy where he ended up joining you in the end.

He refused to do them, not understanding why you enjoyed them so much.

Whenever you ask George to join you in completing the puzzle, or he walks in on you doing one, he immediately makes a face and backs up.

It's almost like he's scared of them.

Majority of the time, George would purposely annoy you while you were trying to complete it. Making himself annoyed that you weren’t giving him attention in the process.

George doesn’t seem clingy. Especially not in public. But, when you're at home you’re conjoined at the hip. And when you’re home alone with no friends or family around, he will always find some excuse to be touching you. Holding your hand, having his arm around your waist, linking pinkies, touching thighs when sitting down, etc. Anything to have your attention on him. So at the times you do decide to sit done and enjoy a puzzle, is the time that George feels the need to be at his clingiest.

Placing the last green piece on the table you smiled. Finally finishing the border. You had been doing the puzzle for half an hour at this point. You got up and stretched, hearing your knees and back crack at the movement. You shuddered. You had always hated the sound but loved feeling the relaxing sensation flow through you. You walked into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. While pouring the glass into your cup, you felt arms slowly snake around your waist as a face buried into your neck. Jumping slightly before you sighed, your shoulders slumped relaxing into his touch. He kissed the side of your neck and squeezed your waist tighter. You laughed pushing his arms off of you.

“Nope. No. Nuh uh. Not today Georgie” You squeezed past him to put the jug of water back in the fridge. Hearing him whine from behind you. You turned around and saw George leaning against the counter, arms folded hiding his face. You walked past and patted his back slightly. “You do this every time George, you can't expect it to work the same'' You left him pouting to himself in the kitchen, making your way back to the lounge room to continue the puzzle. Right as you sat down and got comfortable. You groaned, annoyed. You had left your water in the kitchen. You went back to the kitchen slowly, knowing that when you got there George would still be sulking. But you still had hope that he went back to his PC.

Of course that hope had diminished the moment you peeked your head around the doorframe. There stood George. No longer pouting, no. But with YOUR glass of water in hand. He tried to hold back his smile when he saw you step into the kitchen. But ultimately failed.

“George.” You started before walking towards the man standing at the island. “Give me my water” he shook his head in protest, stepping backwards to get away from you.

“You have to promise to cuddle me if you want your water back” You simply shrugged and turned around. Grabbing another glass out of the cupboard and bringing the water jug back out of the fridge. You heard George groan loudly from behind you. He clearly hadn’t thought that far ahead. You downed your glass before turning back to him, the pout returned to his face.

“Fine.” his eyes lit up as he put your previous glass down and walked towards you to take you to bed. “But!” he stopped in his tracks and groaned… again. “You have to let me finish the puzzle first. Or until I get bored. Until then. Go do something else.” He nodded slightly.

Finally you could finish the puzzle.

You didn't finish the puzzle. No you barely got a quarter through it before George came in and dragged you away. Literally.

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I had a fat brain block when it came to Dreams. I'm sorry his was so short :(

Have a good day!

- Birdy

✮𝗘𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗲 - 𝗧𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗲✮

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Hello! With Techno having returned to the SMP with a jail break, why not a lil imagine

Let me know if I've made any grammatical errors or need to add a CW :)

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Gender-Neutral pronouns Word Count: 1.5k CW: Reader has bad mental health, mentions of not eating, cursing

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"Holy fuck Phil" Techno breathed heavily, clutching his stomach as he curled in on himself.

"It worked!" Phil was ecstatic. The plan to get his best friend out of jail had actually w o r k e d. 3 months late mind you. Phil was too excited to notice the look of worry on his best friends face. A rare sight that Phil seemed to skim over. Heaving, Techno gripped the back of his chair to stand himself upright, trying to catch his breath. Which ultimately didn't work when what little oxygen that had entered his lungs were immediately coughed out as Phil tackled him into a hug. Techno froze. Dream wasn’t exactly the most affectionate. Especially not to Technoblade. He hasn’t had any type of affection since the day he decided to visit. which happened to be a kiss and a hug from you. Techno shook his head, wasting no time in grabbing Phils shoulders and pushing him off of him. Phil stared at Techno incredulously, disbelief. His best friend that had disappeared for 3 months was finally back.

And still as cold as ever.

Technoblade stared at Philza intensely, stilling gripping the shorter man by the shoulders.

"You alright mate?" Techno twitched as he heard the words fall from Phil’s mouth. Oh how he had longed to hear him talk. Not that he would ever verbally admit it. He coughed, averting his eyes down to his pants as he pretended to wipe off any dust.

"Uh... yeah I am fine Phil." Phil quirked his head to the side, a soft smile on his face as he looked at Techno. Standing awkwardly in silence, Technoblades worry had returned. Remembering what he needed from Phil. A simple request really.

"Phil. Where are they?"

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Angry was an understatement. He had left you for 3 months. MONTHS without a word or a trace.

Interrogating Phil for Technos whereabouts was no use. Every time he saw you for even a split second, he would be flying away surrounded by his crows. In the beginning, he would talk to you. Saying,

"Nah, haven't heard anything from Techno, sorry mate" "Oh you know how he is, he's probably gone to let out some steam. He'll be back soon enough"

But by week 2 of the questioning, he began getting fed up. Knowing he wouldn't be able to face you without cracking.

Each day was harder and harder to cope with. Things in your life had started to crumble and completely fall apart. You never realised how much you needed Techno, well, depended on Techno to support you emotionally. You had Ranboo, but nowadays he's with Tubbo and Michael nearly 24/7. There was Philza, but he's been avoiding you, knowing Technoblade wouldn’t want you to know where his was.

Things had gotten tough alone in the Tundra. You refused to go to Technos house, hell you refused to even leave your own. You had stopped catering to your farm, letting Phil do all of the dirty work. Eating became minimal. Only doing so when you truly had to. These past 3 months were probably the worst months of your entire life. The only thing occupying your time is being curled up in a ball in your bed. Swaddled in blankets as a baby would be.

So when you heard those 4 rhythmic knocks you had been longing to hear for these past few months. Your heart raced, excitement blooming. A smile stretched towards your eyes, causing the apples of your cheeks to turn a bright red, eyes crinkling. Desperately trying not to get tangled within the sheets, you bolted out of your room and down the stairs to open your front door. Hoping, wishing, knowing, who was going to be behind it. As expected, when you opened the door. There stood the Blood God himself.

His usual soft pink hair, now matted and frizzy, no longer in a braid. His bright ruby eyes, wearing his golden framed glasses he claims to hate so much. (which Sam so kindly let him wear in the prison as his contacts had dried out) Pointed ears adorned in gold jewellery, which he admittedly put in before he saw you as he had taken them out before he visited Dream, as Sam would have forced him to. Red robe nowhere to be seen, only wearing a cotton white shirt stained with various different patches from wearing it for so long. Stubble had grown over the lower half of his face. Techno was never able to grow a beard.

You took in his appearance, not caring how disheveled and gross he was at that moment. He was him. He was there. In person. With you. Tears immediately fell down your face, a loud sob escaping your throat. You couldn't contain yourself. All of these pent up emotions had finally been let out in one gut wrenching cry. You threw yourself at him. Taking in his warmth and scent. He snorted at your antics. Missing the way your cheek rested against his shoulder, and how your arms fit perfectly around his neck, successfully trapping him against your body.

If he thought he missed Phil, he didn't even know what this feeling was. No words could describe what he felt as he was gone. Of course he missed Phil, Phil is his best friend, his partner in crime, father-figure. But you... You were different. Technoblade loves you. Different from how he loves Phil. No, he is in love with you. Being away from you for so long with no way to contact you was eating him from the inside out. There wasn't a second he wasn't in pain in that godforsaken prison. Wanting nothing more than to hold you against his chest, cherishing in the warmth of your hands on his scalp as you massaged his head softly. As you were doing in this moment.

Your body wracked in his arms, sobbing loudly, tears making a wet patch in his shirt. Not that he minded. He pulled you impossibly closer. His head tucked in the space between your neck and shoulder just taking in your scent. Tears of his own fell down his cheeks, trying as hard as he could to suppress them, but try as he might, he ultimately failed.

"Fuck Tech" you murmured against his skin, voice wavering in the process. He inhaled a sharp breath humming in acknowledgment.

"I know" he whispered, wanting this moment to never end. Unfortunately for him you pulled away. A whine had escaped his throat at the loss of contact. If anyone could make Technoblade become vulnerable, it was you, and only you.

"God" you said staring at him once again. Your hands were resting on his shoulders as his lightly pressed against your waist, tightening the longer you stood there. Never wanting to let go of you again. "At this point..." you trailed off, trying to find the right words. You looked behind him at the snow, before looking down at your feet. Wrong move. One of Technos hands immediately left your waist to grab your face, forcing you to look him in the eyes once again.

"Please" he pleaded quietly. "Please don't look away, I'm scared I'll disappear again. That this is all a dream" His heart was thumping against his rib cage at the confession. He was almost certain you could hear it. You smiled at him softly. Lifting a hand to meet his against your cheek, nuzzling into it slightly before grabbing his and moving it back to your waist. Moving your arm back around his neck, resting in the same position as before.

Never breaking eye contact.

"I promise to never look away, unless you do it first" You bargained with him, he laughed softly. “And i promise that this isn’t a dream”

"In that case, I think we're going to be stuck on your porch for the rest of our lives." He smirked, reveling in the way your eyes crinkled as you laughed, a bright smile littering your face. You calmed down staring at him lovingly.

"At this point Techno" You continued what you were saying before Technos anxiety had spiked. "I don't give a shit about where you were or why you were gone for so long. I'm just glad you're finally back"

He giggled. Which had shocked you. You didn't think Techno even knew what giggling was, let alone having done it himself.

"I love you" He whispered as he started to lower his head towards yours.

"I love you too idiot" Murmuring just loud enough for him to hear, before meeting him half way and pressing your lips against his. His small tusks grazed your cheeks slightly, immediately lighting up with blush. God how you had missed this feeling. The kiss was soft. But passionate. Pouring both of your emotions into it. The grip he had on your waist lightened before he wrapped his arms around your lower back, pulling you as close as humanly possible. The two parted for a split second to catch their breath before diving back in.

They had a lot of catching up to do.

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Did anyone else see Phil read technos will live??? I sobbed. It wasn't even sad.

Thats a lie i am lying to myself.

Have a good day/night :)

-Birdy

just call me Birdy :)

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