SUNDRESS! KIM NAMJOON

SUNDRESS! ⌇KIM NAMJOON ࿐

— PROMPT: in which joon fucks you in your brand new sundress because to him, the only thing better than you… is you in a sundress practically begging for him.

— PAIRING: namjoon x f!reader

— GENRE: established relationship, smut (minors dni)

— WORD COUNT: 2.45k

— WARNINGS: daddy kink, unprotected sex, creampie (yum), heavy praise, body worship, big!dick joon, size kink, reader is HORNY AF

— A.NOTE: HI!!! so if u saw the first version, im so sorry LOL… im not good at using this app 😭 but here it is (again), if you cant see some of the words, PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!

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namjoon loves dresses. it’s not just any dress that he loves, though, but sundresses. specifically, sundresses on you. the ones that are tight around your chest with its fabric digging into the flesh of your soft breasts. the ones that are flowy at the end and show him your cute panties every time you spin a little too fast or you bend over to pick something up. the ones that he wants to rip off your body, to watch your tits spill and your face turn beet red.

he keeps his admiration subtle, though. he is a gentleman after all.

with his subtlety, you never realize how hard joon gets when he sees you in a sundress. he ogles you with wide eyes every time your head is turned and sometimes he tries to look under your dress to see your panty-clad pussy. one time in particular, he took a peek and saw your bare cunt and had to excuse himself because he thought he was going to explode if he was within 5 feet of you. you’re just so oblivious, though.

but today, you peek your head around the corner in your brand new dress to see your handsome boyfriend reading a book on the couch, hair messy yet still undeniably perfect. you feel giddy, your stomach fluttering and panties dampening just at the sight of him.

“psst!” you whisper trying to catch his attention, but he seems to be deeply invested in his book so you call for him instead. “joonie!” you say in a hushed whisper.

a smile creeps onto his face and he hums, eyes still following the words in his novel. “need somethin’ baby?”

you come from behind the corner, standing in front of him, bottom lip lodged between your teeth as you wait for him to look at you. “do you like it?” you ask meekly with doe eyes ready to bore into his.

when namjoon looks up, he doesn’t expect to see you standing in front of him, tits pushed up unable to breathe with the confining fabric of your brand new sundress. he notices how the dress stops midthigh and how it's tight around your waist and how fucking perfect you look. he imagines how much more perfect you would look with the dress pushed up and his cock pounding you into the couch, but he has to refrain before he cums in his sweats.

you take his silence as an act of disapproval and feel your mood falter. he soon realizes he still hasn’t said anything till he hears your voice, its tone being a stark contrast from a few seconds prior. “i guess you don’t like it… i think i can still return it,” you trail off, lips etched into a deep pout as your eyes fall to the plain white socks on your feet.

he quickly snaps his head up from your body to look up at you, “uh-uh, look at me, baby,” he says, watching your eyes move up to look at him. he takes ahold of your hands, intertwining his fingers into yours, “you look fuckin’ gorgeous, angel… you just caught me off guard, that’s all,” he reassures. “so pretty for me…” he mumbles, eyes raking over your body all over again.

you squeeze your thighs together as his words and deep gaze shoot straight to your core making you let out a shaky exhale, “all for you…” you reiterate like it’s a statement, which in this case, it is. it’s the cold hard truth because there’s no one else that makes you feel the way that kim namjoon does.

he feels his cock twitch in his sweats and notices the way you shift your weight. his eyes darken, pulling you closer to him, “promise?” he murmurs, looking up at you.

you feel the dull ache from earlier in the pit of your stomach growing stronger. you need to feel him. you take a chance, straddling his lap, blushing softly when you feel his large bulge digging into your soaked, bare pussy. “promise, ‘m all yours, daddy…”

namjoon swears he could cum in this instance. the feeling of his baby’s slutty pussy dripping all over his grey sweats? he’s in heaven and he’ll have to remember to thank the gods for this later. his mouth opens to say something about your lack of underwear and the taboo nickname, but he’s interrupted by a strangled groan when you start grinding into him.

you gasp, dreamily, getting even wetter at the feeling of his cock growing harder against your cunt. “daddy,” you whimper. “fuck, m’ so wet, you make me so wet,” you ramble rutting against him at a desperate pace.

fuck it, joon thinks to himself. he groans, moving his hands to your waist to guide you, “yeah, baby? daddy’s got you all messed up down here?” he asks, eyeing how the wet spot on his crotch begins to grow with your arousal.

you nod, eyes sealed shut with your head filling with pleasure.

“you’ve got me all messed up, too,” he hums with a smirk, “every fuckin’ time you put on a dress, i just wanna rip it off you and fuck you so bad,” he admits mindlessly, gripping your waist even harder. “you’re always so pretty, angel, my pretty fuckin’ girl,”

you moan at the thought of all the times you had unconsciously teased him with your little dresses. your stomach flips at his words once again, “fuck me,” you whine, opening your eyes again. you rest your forehead against his, breath fanning against his face as you whisper, “want you to fuck me, joon, wan’ your cock in me– need you in me,”

before he gives his brain a chance to short circuit, he flips you over into the couch at the speed of lightning. his hands move to your tits, roughly pulling the fabric down watching them pop out. he moans softly, taking a second to admire how beautiful they are before he places open-mouthed kisses over them. his mouth quickly catches one of your nipples, rolling his tongue over the hardened bud, biting and sucking as if he were a starved man. he hears your whimpers and repeats his actions with the other, moving his hand to massage your tit.

you arch your back and cry loudly when he bites your nipple a little too hard, “hngh!” he releases, apologizing for his eagerness with gentle eyes. you pout at how much wetter you’ve gotten since his attack on your breasts. “wan’ it now, please!”

namjoon nods fervently, “anything you want, pretty girl,” he mumbles, leaning in to kiss your lips with passion and genuine love, yet it’s sloppy— teeth clashing and tongues tangling with one another. you moan into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck before he pulls away a minute later, a string of spit leaving you tethered to one another for a moment longer.

he pulls his ruined sweats down far enough for his cock to spring out and slap against his clothed abdomen. staring at how hard he is, you realize you can only ever think about how huge his cock is. and how gorgeous it is with its prominent veins and blushy tip that leaks the sweetest of precum. and how he always fucks you so good with it– how he fucks you till you’re wrecked. nothing but a beautiful, babbling mess of cum, drool and sweat, but you both fucking love it.

your pussy clenches over nothing, the sight of his cock being too hot to handle. you feel your arousal drip down your ass, soaking the dress and probably even the cushion of the couch. neither of you could care less when you’re starving for each other.

namjoon wraps his hand around his throbbing member, stroking up and down, “you want it, baby?” you nod, spreading your legs to put your pussy on display for him. he sucks his teeth, shaking his head at your lack of response, “you gotta tell me how bad you want it,”

you huff flipping your dress up and pulling your knees to your chest and you notice his eyes zero in on your sopping cunt and your desperate hole that’s literally aching to be stuffed. “oh, please!” you cry, eyes welling with tears of need. “wan’ it bad, you always fuck me so good, so so good! wan’ your big cock in me, daddy, promise i can take it,”

he sucks in a sharp breath, dick twitching and on the verge of cumming everywhere, but he loses it when he hears those words tumble out of your mouth oh-so needily.

“please, i wanna feel all your cum inside me!”

he grunts, aligning his cock with your drooling hole before slowly inching in. he can barely hear your mewling with the ringing sound in his ear being so loud. the way your sticky walls invite him in and wrap around him so tightly has him seeing red. namjoon drowns in pride knowing he molded your pussy to the shape of his cock and his only.

immediately, you wrap your legs around him, heels digging into his back to push him into you further, but to also hold you steady.

“fuck!” he grunts, throwing his head back as he bottoms out. “this pussy was fuckin’ made for me, ain’t that right, beautiful?” he looks down at you to see your eyes screwed shut and your mouth wide open, yet you still nod your head feverishly. “all mine, yeah?”

“yours, always yours,” you cry, still nodding your head.

he hums in delight before inching out of your tight grip and slamming back in making you scream in a mix of pain and pleasure. your arms instinctively wrap around his neck, holding his body close while he pushes the dress up, having the soft, cotton fabric bunch up all together under your tits.

you cry softly and tilt your head back when you feel the head of cock brush against your sweet spot. you pant out a soft, “r-right there,” with your eyes threatening to roll back.

you feel him push you deeper into the couch, his mind lost in pleasure with how your face is scrunched up in pleasure and your high pitched moans filling the once quiet living room. his length glides in and out of your ruined cunt, his skin slapping against yours— another delectable sound he can’t help but love.

“pretty fuckin’ baby,” he grunts, hand sliding over your abdomen and pushing down softly. the pressure of his hand makes your back arch into him. “can you feel me here?”

you gasp, breathing labored, “hah! yes! s’ deep, daddy, soso big,” you whine, clenching tightly around him.

you swear you see the light with his words and the way his cock keeps bumping your cervix, but his splayed hand slides down and his thumb finds your hardened clit and rubs sweet circles into you.

“j-joon!” you squeal, the action sending lightning cracks through your body. “m’ gonna— hah! gonna cum!” you feel a knot in your stomach tightening as your impending orgasm approaches quickly.

he revels in how your cunt clamps tightly around him, sucking him in even more. “soak my fuckin’ cock then, baby, you can do it,” he mutters, his thumb on your swollen bud working faster. “make me proud,”

a mantra of his name leaves your mouth as you cream his cock, just as he asked you to do. your eyes definitely roll back this time as you let out a loud moan and your pussy grips him like a vice. the knot unravels at your disposal with the help of his words and your need to please him. your back arches even more and tears of pleasure slip from your eyes.

he can’t even help but moan, leaning in to kiss your lips roughly. the way his cock twitches uncontrollably inside of you signals he’s close, like watching you cum made him even harder, so he pounds into you even more. the head of his cock consistently kissing your sweet spot with every impressive stroke. the sound of your arousal soaked skin connecting and disconnecting at a rapid speed mixing with your muffled, joint moans.

“s’ too much!” you cry once he breaks this kiss again.

namjoon nods knowingly, “i know, baby,” he grunts. “such good girl for me, fuck, m’ almost there,” he mumbles against your lips. “take it for me, i know you can,”

you nod obediently, your overstimulated cunt weakly clamps around him again at the praise.“c-cum inside,” you whine.

he groans again, louder this time, “gonna fill my pretty girl’s filthy cunt full of my cum, that’s what you want?” he asks, words slurring a bit as his head spins. “you wanna leak my cum, baby?”

your brain’s gone haywire with his vulgar words and ruthless pace, yet you still find the sanity to reply with your own slurred words, “pleaseeee, daddy, pretty please!”

he lets out a cracked moan, burying his face into the crook of your neck. his hips stutter till his body stills at the hilt. he moans again, louder this time when his hot load spills, painting your battered walls white. he nearly collapses on you, your name slipping out if his mouth in shuddered breaths as he comes down from his euphoric high.

you both spend a few minutes basking in the warmth of each other, soft sighs and moans exiting your lips and his, too. he soon wordlessly pulls out, shushing you sweetly when you whine at the sudden emptiness. his eyes look down at the mess you two had created, cursing in his mind as he watches his cum flood out of you. he fights the urge to shove it all back inside of you for “safekeeping,” but ultimately decides against it for both of your sakes.

instead, he pulls his sweats back up and runs to grab wet cloth to clean you up with.

when he comes back, you look at him with glazed over eyes and a lopsided smile. he smiles at you, eyes crinkling. he cleans you up, murmuring soft praises and placing tiny kisses over you.

“did so well for me, love,” he whispers once he’s done, pulling the culprit dress down and covering you up again. he peppers your face with kisses and words of affirmation.

you hum, basking in the afterglow, “so… i guess you don’t want me to return the dress?” it’s a joke, but seeing namjoon back away from your face and his lips pressed into a straight line only makes you giggle.

“you’re keeping it… in fact, let’s go buy you a hundred more, yeah?”

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jungkook, my dream boyfriend

blackout | jjk

⇥ pairing: roommate!jungkook x reader

⇥ genre: best friends to lovers, roommate and college au, fluff, crack, smut

⇥ rating: 18+

⇥ warnings: swearing, he’s just a bit of a fuckboy, bickering, swooning over/thirsting for jk (🤷‍♀️), a manually induced fake blackout? dunno those 2 are odd k, they play uno, a lot of spending time in the darkness, kook has no chill, teasing, consent, dirty talk, fingering, cmnf for a while, sexual tension, oral (both receiving), shower sex, choking, hair pulling, reader cries a bit, jk likes to praise, dry humping?, pussy and tits slapping rip (and some ass ig), making out🙄, manhandling, jk loves her tits and ass and plays with them (a lot), he’s sweet but cocky too, protected sex, dom + big dick kook

⇥ wc: 14.3k

⇥ author’snotes: this is a repost from my old blog!! i may repent for my sins. also i do not know why this is so long, i thought it would be 10k rip please i apologize. anyways, i really hope you like it!! i’m very stoked to find out what you think😶‍🌫️

⇥ summary: Utility bills shooting up like this should be an international crime. Luckily, Jungkook has the perfect idea(s) to save up money and make your night sinfully unforgettable.

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The hardness of the bench is tiring out your ass.

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Late Night Texting

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Warning/Tags: Cussing, sexting, dirty talk, oral sex (m. receiving), unprotected sex (please be smart!), smut, use of the word daddy.

A/N: Please listen to this playlist while reading this. Joon is my bias wrecker and lately he's been making me feel some type of way, so I wrote this with no intention of it having a plot!

Your phone obnoxiously vibrates. A small groan left your lips as you open your eyes. The notification interrupted your orgasm and it frustrated every part of your body that you ended up giving up, throwing your vibrator across the bed to get your phone to see who the hell could interrupt you at this time.

Joon: You up? 👀

Y/N: Leave me the fuck alone, Namjoon! You just had to bother me at this time, huh?

Joon: Oh…may I know what I interrupted?

You roll your eyes and stop responding. He knew what he was doing, but you couldn’t entertain him right now. It wasn’t because you didn’t want Namjoon to fuck your brains out, because every opportunity that you could—you would. Everything about him was so mesmerizing, especially his size. You were just mad that you didn’t finish, so everything was annoying you at this point.

Joon: If I’m correct in what I think you were doing, you know daddy can help you with that.

Fuck. He was so sexy. You bite your bottom lip and close your eyes, remembering the last time you two had a night together. How he fucked you for hours. The way his large hands wrapped around your neck like a pretty necklace. Namjoon was such a gentleman, but he fucked you like a whore, and that’s what you loved about him. Everyone thought he was so innocent, but if they only knew how he was in bed.

You give in.

Y/N: And what exactly do you think I’m doing?

Joon: Mmm, baby. Let’s not act so pure. We both know what you were doing. By the looks of it, you’re horny, I’m horny, so respectfully, let’s fuck.

You shut your legs, tightly, feeling your pussy getting wetter the more he texts you.

Joon: Let me take care of you.

Y/N: I told you to leave me alone. You tease.

Joon: Fuck it, I’m coming over. See if you have that same energy.

You giggle to yourself, getting him exactly where you wanted him. You hated to admit how much you craved Namjoon. You didn’t want to seem like every girl you’ve ever spoken to. They always ran their mouth about how hopefully one day they would be able to sleep with him. Despite all that, you knew Namjoon was yours. He always told you whenever you were ready for a relationship—he was too. To him, this was more than just two best friends having fun, it was way more intimate than that. You cared a lot about him, but your last relationship kind of ruined the view of love and a relationship for you. Regardless, he always respected that and had patience.

About 15 minutes pass up and there’s a quiet knock at your door. You quickly jump out bed, fixing your hair a bit and wrapping the ties to your robe around your waist to hide the surprise you had for him underneath. His favorite pair of lingerie. You check the peephole to confirm it was him and open the door.

“Hey baby,” he wraps his arms around your waist. “I’ve missed you.” He whispers in your ear, giving your neck a peck.

Your arms wrap around his neck as you slightly moan at the attention he’s giving your neck.

“What happened to all that shit talking over text, babe?” He chuckles, “I thought you wanted to be alone.”

“Fuck you!” You roll your eyes, letting out a slight laugh.

“If you let me in, I can get started on that,”

Both of your hands intertwine together, leading to your bedroom. You definitely had set the mood, turning on red LED lights. He locks the door behind you as you waste no time in pushing him on the bed. Tonight was about him. You crawl over to him seductively, finding the waistband to his sweats as you flip your hair to the side. The bulge peaking through was very noticeable and you knew how hard you made him. Your small hands pull down his sweatpants.

“This time I’m taking care of you, Joon.” Your eyes don’t leave his as you slowly remove your robe and throw it across the room.

“Fuck, Y/N…all this for me?” He grabs you, sitting you on top of him, his warm hands gripping your ass as he pulls you in for a heated kiss.

You pull away, “I said this time I’m taking care of you, so just relax for me, okay daddy?”

The words that came out of your mouth caused him to groan, lightly. He quickly helps you to remove his boxers, finally releasing his thick hard cock. It perfectly slapping his stomach, making him wince at how badly he needed to be taken care of. You open your mouth and wrap your lips around his tip, then fully sinking down trying your best to take all of him. Your cheeks are hallowed and the tip is now at the back of your throat. Saliva forms around your lips as your head is bopping up and down.

“Shit,” Namjoon hisses, grabbing a fistful of your hair to prevent it from being in the way. “Such a good fucking girl.”

Gagging noises fill the room and tears slowly come down your cheeks. Fluids are running down your inner thighs, practically begging to be touched. Your hands cup the end of his balls and carefully squeeze them side to side, adding more pleasure. “You look so pretty with my dick in your mouth, you know that?” Namjoon’s words make you moan, sending vibrations to his cock. You release the grip on his balls and wrap your hand around the base of his throbbing length, slowly jerking it up and down, still sucking him off. Nails clawing Namjoon’s thighs, for sure leaving marks behind. He pulls himself out of your mouth with a pop. Eyes were dark and full of lust, “open your mouth,” you do as he says, sticking your tongue out as he slaps his tip on your tongue. He gets up and motions, “come here,” you immediately get out of bed and stand in front of him.

“Get on the bed on all fours for me…show me that pretty ass, baby.”

You do as he says, while he kneels down in front of the bed. Ass all in his face. “Fuck, you’re soaked. Why didn’t you tell daddy how much your pretty pussy needed attention?” He removes your panties, throwing them on the ground.

“Joon, please.”

“Please what?”

“Please…touch…me…” you moan.

Namjoon runs his fingers on your folds, spreading your arousal evenly before spitting on your cunt. He inserts two fingers as well as his warm tongue, circling your clit.

“Oh shit, J-Joon! Feels so good…”

The gushing noises from your wetness echoed through the walls. His teeth nibble on your clit, that’s when you lose it. His fingertips brush against your g-spot, making you throw your head back as he took that opportunity to add a third finger. You wine, gripping onto the bed sheets tightly, feeling your climax coming like fireworks. Namjoon continuously flicking his tongue on your clit, persistent on pumping his fingers in and out of you.

“Baby…g-gonna cum!” You squeeze your eyes shut, “p-please let me cum!”

“Let go, baby girl.”

And with that, you release your juices all over his fingers. He doesn’t hesitate to suck all your liquids up like nectar. He stands up, giving your ass a smack, lining himself up, pumping his length and pushed his dick inside you.

“You’re so tight,” he moans, having a solid grip on your waist. Namjoon’s pace quickens, the sound of skin slapping against each other. The position making you feel every inch of him deep inside of you. White cream perfectly coating his shaft.

“Holy shit, Joon!” You scream. He grabs a chunk of your hair, only to thrust aggressively in you. Moans unable to escape your mouth. Your head is spinning and feel your second climax coming in. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop, fuck me just like that.”

Reaching for his hand, he grabs your wrist, pinning them against your back. “You take my dick so well, so good for me. I’m gonna fuck you stupid.”

Your walls clench around his cock, making him twitch. Your back arcs and legs go weak as you reach your orgasm full on.

“Shit, I felt that!” Namjoon groans at the tightness around his cock. “I’m close Y/N, where do you want me?”

“In my mouth,”

He quickly removes himself from inside you and stands next to the bed. His large hands pumping himself in front of you. Your mouth open, patiently waiting for him to release.

“Ahh…fuck Y/N!” He moans, throwing his head back, his white warm load shooting right into your mouth, swallowing every single drop, sucking him off dry.

You giggle as you pump his length a few times before letting go.

“Come here,” Namjoon breathes, laying next to you as he wraps his arms around your waist. Your hot sweaty bodies glue together.

“That was fucking amazing, Joonie.” You lay your head on his chest, hearing his heart beat.

He laughs, finally catching his breath. “So…was this worth me interrupting you?”

“Mmm, what do you think?” You laugh, kissing his cheek.

My Feet to Follow, and My Heart to Hold || KNJ || Masterpost

(banner by @/itaeewon)

Title: My Feet to Follow, and My Heart to Hold

Rating: NSWF - minors dni

Genre: college!au, roomie!au, angst, s2l, slow burn, eventual smut

Pairings: KNJ x female reader, unrequited KTH x reader (reader is in love with best friend!tae)

Summary: You know a lot about the many types of love thanks to Kim Taehyung. You love him as the only person you see as “family”, you love him as your very best friend, and you love him as the beautiful, funny man he’s become. But when a twist of fate during your senior year has you rooming with his good friend Kim Namjoon, you just might find that you have plenty left to learn about love. 

Lesson One: there are such things as a right way and a wrong way to love and to be loved.  Warnings: pov changes - some scenes are namjoon’s pov, conversations revolving around the past loss of immediate family members, language, drinking, angst, a LOT of poetry sorry, eventual smut - sections will have individual warnings

Author's Note: huge thank you to @/kookstempo, @/casuallyimagining, and @/toikiii for beta-ing and listening to me talk about this series a LOT!!! Second thank you to @/jeonqkooks for the gorgeous banner and ALSO for listening to me talk about this way too much lolllll

Series Teaser:

Namjoon peers at you through eyes squinted in suspicion. “How drunk are you?”

You consider this. “Enough that I want to kiss you again, to hell with the consequences. Not too drunk to remember that there would be consequences.”

The playfulness leaves his face; it’s too obvious not to notice. “Consequences like what?”

It’s a challenge. He knows you know it.

“Namjoon,” you say, a little pleading. Don’t. 

“Consequences like Taehyung would see?” he presses. His voice has gone hard.

I. Your Wild-Running Heart | 7k

You won’t talk about how you wish Taehyung would offer more than his couch. You won’t talk about how when he’d said, “You know, you could stay with me,” in that deep, comforting voice of his, your heart had run wild. Then he’d continued, “That couch isn’t too bad to sleep on, I’ve done it before.” And your wild-running heart had stuttered, stumbled, caught its footing, stood still.

Coming Friday, Jan 13th!

II. My Devotion's Been an Ocean | 7k

III. So I Speak Your Name | 7.5k

IV. Something Has to Change | 7.5k

V. Say What You Mean | 6k

VI. Don't Think About Him | 6k

VII. Supposed to Be With You | 6k

VIII. Nothing Grows Here | 5.5k

IX. Heedless and Willful | 7.5k

X. So I Follow | 7.7k

XI. Something You Have to Build | 5k

poly!maknae line x afab!reader

genre: SMUT. Like SO MUCH of it. They’re all fuckin’. Porn with very little plot tbh

word count: 8.3k

summary: having gone years since your last real relationship and subsequent satisfying fuck, you decide its finally time to put yourself back out there at the club. For some reason, this club is full of sexy men-who all happen to be taken. As soon as you’re about to give up on men for the rest of your life, your night takes an extremely lucky turn. 

warnings: swearing, dom!maknae line x sub!reader, reader experiences some self-doubt, boys are poly and all in love with each other, use of pet names, name calling but y/n is into it, specific smut warnings: unprotected sex (simply don’t do this irl please), oral (male and female receiving), some mxm, face fucking, spit, spanking, praise kink and degradation kink at the same time, maknae line are fucking hung, dacryphilia (but very slight), double penetration, Taehyung loves readers tits, bi!maknae line, cum eating

an: I don’t proofread so if there are typos that’s why. As always, this is mature content so if you are under 18 and/or uncomfortable then please do not go beyond the cut! 

“You should really go catch a dick. Maybe that would make you less of a bitch.” The teenager pops her gum as she leaves, a loud complaint about ‘shitty customer service’ spilling to her friends as soon as she catches their gaze. 

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