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regal ties (pt. 5) - wanda maximoff

a/n: sorry it’s been a minute, but i’ve started classes and i don’t really have any time to write now. but i’ll try every now and then when i can.

i ii iii iv v

You dressed up in regal wear for the gala.

Stationed near the door, you stood and watched as Wanda seemed to enjoy a dance with her brother. It was a delight to see Natasha as well. Though she was serving the royalty, she still looked regal.

As she walked by to grab more food from the kitchen, you stopped her. The soft touch almost made her flinch, but she instantly noticed the calloused hands caressing her skin.

She turned to look at you, and you regarded her softly with a smile. “May I speak to you?”

“You may. But I can’t go far.” Wanda watched from the corner of her eye as you pulled Natasha over to a corner. “Is it important?”

“I just wanted to say hello.” The redhead scoffs, a large smile gracing you as she ducks her head. “I cannot stand you.” She pushes you back, making you laugh from your belly.

“My mother will burn me alive if I don’t get this food to the guests.” You laugh more, smiling down at her. “My apologies. I just-I love teasing you.”

“Jerk.” You let her walk away, and you walk back to your post.

“Y/N!” You turn your head, sighing as Pietro drunkenly waltzed over. “I dressed you up, and you do is work?”

“It is my job, sir.” He hums. “That may be, but I consider you a friend, and my friends have to dance at my galas, it’s a requirement!”

Sighing, you reluctantly let him drag you from where you were to dance with him and Wanda. “Dame.”

“Princess.”

———

The dancing went on for quite some time. Natasha and Yelena watched subtly at your uncoordinated dancing, which they were reminding themselves to tease you about.

You were stiff, and that led Wanda to lead. “You know everything but how to dance!” She giggles. You silently follow her, ignoring the looks from royalty who recognized that you weren’t like them.

“Oh, don’t worry about them.” She noticed your gaze, and made you look at her. “They’re jealous that someone as gorgeous as you can dance with the princess.”

“Gorgeous? I’m flattered, but I swore you couldn’t stand my face some time ago.” You smirk. She rolls her eyes, a faint smile on her features. “Just take my word, Y/N.”

“First name bases as well. I’ve gotten far in short time.”

“Oh, no. You shall still address me as-“ A window crashes, and all the guests jump in shock. You rush over to the disturbance, frowning at the sight of a torch.

Almost as if you anticipated it, another one came flying through, but you caught it and tossed it back out. You pop up from your crouch, and look around. “Guards, get them all somewhere safe. Someone find me Rogers!” You look back out the window and there are men clamoring to enter, as well as a small army marching up the hill.

“What’s happening?” Pietro asks. “Get to safety, Prince.”

“What about you?”

“You think I can’t handle myself? Go!” He sighs, running behind the guards, carrying his sister with him to wherever the royals were being taken. The staff huddled in the kitchen, and the guards stood their ground.

“Men! Follow me.” They ran after you down the steps, and outside into the square. That was when you saw it, the men were fighting others, and joined in.

After taking down a few, you’d made it to a man who’s throat you were going to slit, until you heard a chilling voice. “HALT!” The fighting ceased mc even from your side, and you dropped the man, before looking at the Titan before you.

Next to him stood two young women, one with swords, and the other with metal appendages and a single sword. “If I can’t speak to the king himself, I will take the next best thing! If I can’t get that…I’ll start killing your subjects!” You looked at Steve, who seemed to be knocked unconscious, but thankfully breathing.

“That would be me!” You yell. The Titan hums, looking over at you. “Hmm. You must be the Dame.” You nod, swallowing nervously. “That I am.”

“Well, I have a message for you.” You clench you jaw, holding to the hilt of your sword.

“Tell the king…that if he does not want to speak to me directly about his plans to invade my land, my children,” He points to the young women beside him. “Will take his children. And I will make an example of them!”

“How dare you threaten the king’s blood?!” The daughter with the longer sword charges you with speed, but you have a second or so to gather your bearings and begin to fight.

You dodge her big swings, and catch her sword with your own, giving you enough time to kick her directly in the stomach. She stumbles for only second before sending a much rougher kick to your side.

You fall to your knees in pain, and she swings her sword right in front of your neck. Your eyes widen in fear and your breath picks up. “Nebula!” The woman silently looks over to her father. “That’s enough.” She hums, backing away.

“Do you all see how easy it was for Nebula to make your precious warrior vulnerable?” Silence amongst the soldiers fill the empty space as you look down in shame. “Unlike this encounter, I will show the king no mercy if he doesn’t not get me a meeting!”

He looks directly at you. “Out of you, I shall make an example.” In a flash, Nebula’s blade ran across your skin, and you were in shock to the point where you barely noticed it.

The Mad Titan almost chuckled at your resilience. “Men. Come!” What’s left of his army retreats, and you place your palms on the wet, muddy ground. “Y/N?” You bend down, letting out the contents of your almost empty stomach.

———

“I should’ve been there to help you!”

“Prince. She took me down in less than 10 seconds, and could’ve decapitated me. I’ve been training since I left the womb, what makes you they wouldn’t have taken your head as a message?” Pietro sighs, stopping his pacing.

He shoots you a sad look, before placing his head in his hands. “Father wants to strike Titan. He wants to ambush after attacking you and the square.” You frowned with confusion.

“Why?”

“Thanos is evil. If he doesn’t strike now, whatever deal the Mad Titan wants will fall through. And we will be in peril.”

———

You stormed down the castle corridors, clutching your broken rib with a new limp in your step. Pietro was trailing after you, attempting to calm you.

You burst into the throne room with a furious face. “You cannot invade!” You yell. “Why don’t you just make the deal?”

“Excuse me?” The king asks.

“We don’t have the army for an ambush, let alone to fight a war!” Everyone in the room watched in shock as you took ragged breaths. The king’s family, including Wanda and Marya, watched on as well.

“You’re out of it, Y/N. But no matter, because I will move forward with the strike, and because you are so bold as to speak to me like a commoner, you will lead! So their blood will be on your hands as well as mine!” He storms over to you, getting into your face.

“I will do what is right! You will show respect for your king, and remind yourself that your current fate is better than death at my hands!” You huff, sparing Wanda a glance, before storming out.

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earth-326 (pt.3) - wanda maximoff

a/n: sorry this is so short and took so long, but i’ve started school, so updates will be way less frequent

i ii iii iv

You’d all made it to the shipping yard, and you fought back valiantly. Some began to retreat as you landed before Thor, noticing his dazed state. You could hear him go out on comms, and you were worried. “Thor?” Your eyebrows furrowed as you could feel it. 

You began to sweat as you feel under her spell. Your eyes glowed as read as hers, and you took a deep breath, stumbling back. Outside of your mind, Wanda jumped as your wings popped out from your back. The uncoordinated motion rips the back of your shirt open, and she gasps at your beautiful features. 

Not your back muscles, but the wings. And she looked into your mind, noticing you were much more frantic. and trying to resist. She began to soothe you with her native tongue. She could see it, Strucker eerily smiling at you as a young child. “You and your pathetic siblings, will never make us proud.” 

You began to growl, your vision becoming hotter, the heat beginning to burn. The veins in your neck began to protrude as you burst off of the ground and straight through the top of the ship. 

<>

The amount of talking to Tommy hadn’t necessarily been fruitful. When you brought up Wanda, he avoided the subject. Billy loved his mom, he still drew for her, and would tag along while Tommy begged to stay in the Game Room where Yelena and Kate frequented. 

Tommy obviously was different, but you couldn’t figure out why. Fortunately, after a week you let it go. Instead you focused on Wanda’s first few minutes without the ventilator. You brought food for the team, but ate upstairs as Wanda was being fed through a straw. 

Wanda was enjoying the redo. 

Every day Pietro comes to visit. Yesterday, you and Billy came, but strangely no Tommy. She wishes she could ask why, but doesn’t.

It takes her only a few days to move her limbs, and even less to say her first words without coughing. You all seem to be very supportive, and you even stay overnight by yourself just to be with her.

“This is really good.” You mumble. “Can you eat hard stuff?” Wanda chuckles breathily. “Apple sauce isn’t hard food.” She mutters.

“No, I know that, I mean the tacos.”

“You’ve always had strange taste, moya lyubov’” You wanted to argue, but looked at the items on the table with several different tastes. “I do, don’t I?” Wanda giggles, sitting back.

“So you’re retired? We’re retired?” She asks as she settles back. “Yeah. I-I uh…I teach now. I’m a professor at NYU, I teach physics. Which is very ironic considering I break the rules of physics every time I fly, or flew.”

“You don’t fly anymore?”

“No. I-I don’t have a reason to. I promised the boys I’d stop going on missions…after what happened to you of course.” Wanda gulps. “They were horrified when they saw you. I was horrified. I-“ You pause, rubbing your face as tears begin to fall.

“It wasn’t your fault.” She says, remembering these things from this Wanda’s memories. The literal sword being plunged into and ripped from her back. She fell to her death, rolling onto the beach as she recalled.

“You told me you felt like something bad would happen, and I didn’t fucking listen. “One more mission.” my ass.” Wanda sighs, caressing your face with her hand.

“Come on, it’ll be fun to get back in the field, right?” Wanda rolls her eyes, watching you with a smile. “Yeah, maybe for you. But I enjoy retirement, Y/NN.” You scoff, sitting back with an annoyed expression.

“Wanda, I don’t want to go on my own. It’s just one job. One.”

It ended up being much more that that.

You were cloned, and they’d come after you. It got to Wanda first, and hurt her. It destroyed you, and the destruction you’d brought upon afterwards was something she didn’t need to know at all.

Three years of torture because you couldn’t handle being on your own for too long. What a baby. “I was being a child.” A knock from the door pulled you out of your thoughts. You went to stand, but Natasha opened the door.

Your children walked in behind her, and Billy ran to the bed, hugging his mother. Wanda was delighted, but frowned when she noticed Tommy hiding behind his godmother’s leg. “Tommy.” You warned.

The boy wouldn’t move, he wouldn’t look at her. Natasha looked behind her, trying to get the boy off her leg before you got angry like you usually did. “Tommy, say hello to your mother, now.” He still wouldn’t move.

“Thomas!” You yelled, making the boy flinch. You felt a soft but stiff hand on yours, making your your jaw twitch as you stared at your wife. “It’s okay. He’s fine. He doesn’t have to.” Wanda says. Natasha smiles, dragging Tommy with her as she moved towards her friend. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

You scoff, standing up to leave the room. Without regrading either woman, you do leave, slamming the door behind you. “She was very upset. Swore whatever happened to me was her fault, I think what just happened made her a little more upset.” Natasha sighs, simply agreeing with a nod.

“I didn’t mean to make her upset.” A small voice says, making Wanda smile. He still sounded the same. She didn’t know why she would think he’d sound different.

“It’s okay, your mom just needs to be alone.”

<>

Wanda was right about you being upset.

It was a little bit irrational, and Natasha didn’t think Tommy deserved to be iced out due to circumstance. You had let it go, but when you got home, laid them down.

You began to pace, but pause a picture catches your eye. It was you and Wanda taken by Tony, who was in a weird artistic phase. You were somewhere near a lake, she was 4 months pregnant. You remember that weekend like it was yesterday. God, you missed you her so bad.

You were livid that you allowed this to happen, and in turn went downstairs and drank. You swore to Wanda you wouldn’t, but you kept the alcohol hidden in case you needed it.

“I thought you quit.” You jumped, glaring at Natasha. “Jesus Christ, Nat! Why do you do that?”

The redhead shrugs with a smirk. “You need me, Y/NN.” She walks over to you, grabbing the bottle. “Get rest. And maybe don’t be so upset with Tommy tomorrow, he may be a kid, but he has feelings too.”

“Hmm.” You brush past her, not walking to your room upstairs, but over to your living room couch. 

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earth-326 - wanda maximoff

Summary: after Wanda brings down Wundagore, she’s brought to another universe, one where she doesn’t have the power to get back

a/n: as soon as i am settled back in my dorm, the ease into it finale will be released💁🏽‍♀️ but while i was writing this i was thinking about bullet train which i saw last thursday, and pietro looks like tangerine here💁🏽‍♀️

Wundagore came down, and Wanda felt it.

There was a burst of red light, and she gasped, feeling the roof cave in. And then she opened her eyes.

A bright light met her, and she gasped with a tube in her mouth. The small ventilator beeped loudly, but slowed down as she took deep breaths. She tried to move, but her hand wouldn’t move.

“Hey, Witchy.”

And her legs were stuck in place. She was so in her head, that she hadn’t noticed that the beeping had startled you awake. “Wanda?” Her frantic breathing hitches as she recognizes your voice.

Wanda’s head turns you as your jaw dropped. Frantically, you stood, tripping over yourself as you ran into the hallway and farther down the hall where Pietro was waiting. He drank from a cup of the terrible coffee in the hospital wing of the complex. texting his mom at the same time.

“Piet!” The exclamation startles him, causing him to squeeze the cup. The coffee sprays on his shirt, while also staining the cuff of his dress suit. You cringe, running over to the small sink on the other side of the room, dampening them with water as you run back.

“Shit, I’m sorry.” You help him wipe the coffee off, to which he thanks you. “What is it that’s got you so riled up?” He asks. “W-Wa-Wanda! She’s-She’s-“

“Spit it out, Y/LN!”

“She’s awake!”

<>

The two of you ran to the room, but not before bringing a nurse with you.

She was then transferred to a room where she could be properly evaluated, far away from the comatose ward. Wanda was still wondering how she got here, and why she was put into this Wanda.

She was brain dead, and in comatose. What did she have left to live? I mean you’re there, and Pietro, maybe even the boys, but this body.

“Now, we put her on fluids. She seems to be well on all fronts at the moment. But, considering she just woke up, it’ll be some time before we can get her for tests. I can try to swing it, but due to the spontaneity of the situation, and a convoy of men being treated…” You wave the nurse off, telling her it was okay before she takes off. 

Pietro sighs, walking into the room as he pockets his phone. You swallow, looking up at him. “Stark?” You ask to which he nods. “Tell her I’ll be back, alright?” You nod, watching him grip the edge of the bed, before walking out of the room. 

A large sigh escapes you as you sit back, but before you could begin to speak to her as you always did, your phone rings. 

natty

Sighing, you pick up the phone, placing it on your ear. “Hello?”

“Hey...you called? How is she?”

“No idea. I’m still trying to process it myself.”

“I haven’t told the boys, but I feel like Billy knows.”

“I’m sorry about that, I told him being invasive.”

“It’s okay, I don’t mind. I'm surprisingly not good at hiding my emotions around kids.” That makes you chuckle. 

“Yeah, well uh...we have to make sure she’s even good to start speaking. What about therapy? They said without the ventilator her brain could fail, what if she’s on it forever?”

“Hey, don’t worry about that. She’s awake, isn’t she?” 

“Yeah.”

“Well...that’s great news, okay? Let’s just make sure that this doesn’t go wrong.”

“Okay. Yeah, I-” Sigh. “I’m just excited and terrified.”

“Hey! That’s fair, just be calm.”

“Yeah, uh...thanks for the pep talk, Natty.” 

“No problem, tell her I said hi.” The line clicks, and you pocket your phone, straightening up to look at her. You scooted closer, placing your hand on hers. Silently staring, it’s not long until she wakes up. Wanda still couldn’t move, and realizing that wherever she was wasn’t a dream.

She mumbles into the tube, clenching her jaw as she felt like she was moving, but she wasn’t. You noticed this, frowning in worry, but as you stood up to leave, you felt her stop you. 

It wasn’t like she was moving her whole arm, but her fingers latched onto the bracelet Billy had made for the both of you on your wrist. Her pointer and middle finger folded into the bracelet, begging you to stay. 

You stared on in disbelief. 

You swallowed your saliva, sitting back down as she painfully opens her eyes. “Hey, it’s okay, I’m here.” You held her hand, caressing it. “I don’t know if you remember much, the doctors said if…when you woke up, brain damage may have affected your memory, ya know?” Perfect.

If she was stuck like this for the time being, and the Wanda she was in was actually dead due to the darkness of this mind, she wouldn’t have to put up a front. “The boys will be very happy to see you. Pietro was-He looked like he was gonna cry.” Her brother was alive here, she wondered about everyone else.

Wanda heard you talking to Natasha, so she was alive as well. Makes her wonder how this Earth was different from hers and 838. “You missed a lot. The Avengers retired, all of us.” So the Avengers still exist, which meant Wanda has her powers.

“We all thought that thing had killed you, but Steve and Tony took care of it fast. You wouldn’t wake up, so we brought you to a hospital out in Sokovia, right? You were there past normal protocol, after a month you’re supposed to be moved, but you hadn’t woken up. So we moved back to the compound, closed off that section of the hospital building, called it the comatose ward.”

“I think everyone just felt bad, so they didn’t cut you off. Thank god they didn’t, right?” It wasn’t necessarily a question to her, but to yourself. “I mean, it’s my decision as your partner, but…Oh! I don’t live at the compound, anymore. No one does really. Kate, maybe. Oh, you should totally meet her, she’s awesome, the boys love her. We live in that house in Jersey that you wouldn’t stop going on about.” Westview?

You froze as you heard her mumbling. “Did you just say Westview?” So she said it out loud? She just hums at you. You chuckle in delight. “Yeah, yeah, Westview. Tommy plays soccer, and Billy does ballet. They’re both phenomenal.”

She hummed, making you beam. “Uh…I got in an accident. I obviously recovered, but I felt guilty for waking up so early when you were still just…in a coma.”

Wanda had been attempting to move her fingers for the last few minutes, and she ended up feeling a crack in her stiff fingers as she caressed your shaking hand. “It’s okay.” She mumbles, causing her to cough from her throat’s dryness.

“Woah! Slow down. I know you didn’t want me to leave…But-But I still gotta get a doctor, they have to-“ You paused, sighing with a smile. “God, you’re alive, how?” Wanda worried about that too, frankly she had no idea.

She wasn’t dream walking, she felt too grounded in reality for it to be a possession. What if this was a just the afterlife?

“WANDA?!” You ran across the beach, slowed down by the sand as Wanda’s body laid in it. Falling to your knees, your eyes widened at the gaping hole in her chest.

Gasping, you push hairs out of her face, not noticing as the girl struggled to breathe, her magic barely healing her. “Hey! Look at me! Look at me!” You can feel a gust of wind as Pietro runs next to you, eyes widening at the sight of his sister. He sneers, immediately going after the assailant.

“Wanda?”

“Wanda?!”

“Wanda?” Wanda’s head shook as a hand grounded her back in reality. “You okay?” She nods.

That was too specific to be fake.

earth-326 (pt. 2) - wanda maximoff

a/n: thanks for the love on the last chapter💁🏽‍♀️

Warning(s): canon violence

i ii iii iv v

Pietro had pushed Clint and the child out of the way, ready to sacrifice himself, but you wouldn’t let that happen. You dodged an attack from Ultron’s bots, swoop down, and spread your wings so that you absorb the bullets. As each bullet embedded itself in you, your heat vision powered up. 

Out of anger, you blasted the ship Ultron was on, taking it down. Pietro looks over at you in amazement, groaning at a bullet in his chest, but he shifts his focus, bringing the two before him to the ship. 

You felt bullets begin to leave your body as your eyes rolled. You fell back in anguish, coughing up blood. The one time you save someone, you decide to use your heat vision, knowing it can blind you for at least a week, all for some guy you don’t know. 

You groan, sitting up as you try to look around, but to no avail. A boom causes you to jump, and even though you can’t see, you can feel the ground rising above you. A gust of wind makes you look to your right as Pietro looks around frantically. “I can’t find Wanda, I need to find her.” Before he can leave, you grab the man’s arm. “Get back to the ship, I’ll find her.” You can feel him hesitate. 

“I will.” You don’t see him nod, but you can feel the grip you had on his arm disappear. 

You could tell that the city was floating slightly, and so you flew around, looking for Wanda. You could feel her magic in the mist, and so you followed that feeling until you touched her. She thought it was an angel, that you were that angel. 

You carried her out of the city with a burst of power, taking her to the hellicarrier, and all she could do was look at you. 

When you made it in, she stood up, staring at you as she found somewhere to sit. Your wings retracted into your back, and you stretched as they slithered back into your spine. You began to look around as if you were lost, and you felt a soft hand on your shoulder. 

“You alright?” Natasha asks, noticing how you are looking in a completely different direction. “Yeah, I just need to sit, I kinda got hit by a lot of bullets as you can tell. This was my favorite jacket.”

Before you could sit, you turn back to the city, frowning before flying back out of the door. “Hey! Wha-”

Wanda jolted awake in hospital bed, frequently looking around. She doesn’t remember it happening that way. Using her second sight, she watched from afar as Pietro died, and you told her when you were on the run that letting those robots slow you down was a huge regret.

That must’ve been a big change to time.

“So, after all of our scans, it seems that her brain tissue has healed. We weren’t sure at first, it could’ve been a fluke, but after being more thorough…it’s true. Dr. Cho says there’s a possibility she could function without a ventilator.” Wanda can here a collective gasp, assuming you weren’t the only one here.

“You’re serious?” The nurse nods at your question, and you suck in a breath. Your head began to spin as you sat down next to Pietro. “Very. But we have to be precise about this. I also wanted to ask for you permission on this, it’s risky considering her original condition, but we’re asking if you’ll allow us to wean her off of the artificial air.” Instantly, you nod, sharing a look with your brother-in-law. 

“Yeah, absolutely.” 

<>

You didn’t want to leave, but Natasha informed you that your sons were wondering why you hadn’t gotten home in the last 2 days. Billy was asking if you were doing missions behind their back, despite you promising you were retired. 

That worried you, so you kissed Wanda goodbye, and let her brother watch over her like he wished to now that Tony gave him a break. When you opened the door, you could smell spaghetti sauce and garlic, taking in the smell. 

“Don’t tell me my kitchen has been burned down!?” 

“Ha Ha Ha.” Natasha comes out of the kitchen with your apron on, and your note card in her hand. “I followed the recipes, I swear I didn’t burn any noodles, meats, pots, or utensils.” She holds her hands up in surrender, making you chuckle.

“I’m joking, it smells good in here. You got the bread, right?” She nods as you drop your overnight bag on the couch. “Where are the boys?” She makes a motion, telling you they were taking a nap.

“They were playing all day, outside and on the console thingy.” You groan. “Now all they’re gonna say when I bring up screen is “But Aunty Nat-”.” Natasha laughs, holding up a hot meatball for you. You practically run over, taking a bite as you try to let the steam not burn your throat. 

“It’s good.” You mumble. “I know.”

<>

When she was officially finished with dinner, she was ready to leave, but you convinced her to stay. Thankfully, she had no other obligations and sat at the table. The boys ran down, excited to eat, and eat they did. 

There was a few times you warned Tommy about eating too fast, and he basically ignored you. But as dinner began to slow down, you sighed. “Boys...I have to tell you both something, very important.” You didn’t want to wait to tell them after Wanda’s recovery. 

“It’s about your mom.” That seemed to trigger them because it then became deathly silent until Billy decided to speak up. “Is she ok?”

“Yes! Of course, she’s-she’s great actually. Uh…” You place your utensils down, smoothing out your shirt. “Yeah, uh…she’s awake now.”

Before you could even think, Tommy had disappeared from the table, causing you to jump in surprise. “Wha-“ Billy leaves the table, running after his brother as you looked over at Natasha confused.

She shrugs, continuing to eat. “You’re a terrible godmother.” You say, with a small smile as she gasps. “What?! What did I do?”

You mocking her shrugging with an exasperated sigh. “What the fuck are you shrugging for? You’re not helping at all.”

“Help with what? We don’t even know why he left.” She mumbles as she chews on a meatball.

“I hate you…Truly.”

<>

The next morning, you gave Tommy his space. Which seemed to please him because he didn’t want to speak to you.

It wasn’t like you did anything wrong, and they loved Wanda, but they hadn’t seen her awake in years.

It was terrifying when they were 7, and she was still healing from bruises on her face. As the first year passed, she healed and the boys wanted to visit every night. You would sleep as they read to her, and then you’d treat them to breakfast if the sun ever rose.

Then they turned 8, and they didn’t have time to come as much. There was that time you got really drunk at Natasha’s party, and she dropped you there by yourself. The boys were worried and followed you, but when they got there you were crying, you were in anguish.

How could she do this to us?

He thought it was unfair. In came the resentment, and he stopped asking to come. So when he heard your cheery tone after dropping a bomb like that, he was obviously upset.

“Have a good day at school, okay?” Billy happily nods, walking outside the door, and Tommy gives a small smile, walking after his brother.

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