Gwen Stacy: "It's Easy To Feel Hopeful On A Beautiful Day Like Today, But There Will Be Dark Days Ahead

not sure if you could do this but could you write headcaons or just a list of things that loki finds attractive about his y/n

Ok had to do this one right away

Things Loki finds attractive

He likes how you think his magic is amazing no matter what he does

He likes it when you lead the way

He likes it when you teach him new things

When you still look at him and only him even in a room full of people

He loves how proud you look when you introduce him as your lover

When you try to get his attention all the time

When you kiss him good luck before any mission

He loves how you take care of him when he shifts into tiny beings

When you caress his face gently

Your scent, your natural scent when you just woke up and he can’t just get enough of it

He likes that you care for his opinion

When you play with his necktie

When you play with jewelry/accessories he gift you because it means you’re thinking about him

When you let yourself be vulnerable with him, completely trust and relay on him

When you call him beautiful or breath taking and actually mean it

When you look him in the eyes with those soft soft looks that make him weak

Your giggles at his jokes or sarcasm

When you latch onto him if something frighten you or call for his help {he likes to be the hero}

The way you take his teasing but easily can shut him down with praise and kisses

P.1 Common Herbs A-Z

This is A-C of some common herbs and their uses

Acorn

Good luck

Protection

Wisdom

Personal power

A dried acorn is an excellent natural amulet for keeping a youthful appearance.

Allspice

Money

Luck

Healing

Obtaining treasure

Provides added determination and energy to any spells and charms. Burn crushed allspice to attract luck and money. Use in herbal baths for healing.

Almond

Wisdom

Money

Fruitfulness

Prosperity

Invokes the healing energy of the deities. Provides magickal help for overcoming dependencies & addiction. Associated with Candlemas and Beltane. Carry, wear, or use as incense to attract abundance.

Aloe

Protection

Luck

Place on the grave of a loved one to promote peaceful energy. Thought to relieve loneliness and assist with success. Hang in the home to attract luck and protection for those who live there. Grow in the home to provide protection from household accidents. Burn on the night of a full moon to bring a new lover by the new moon.

Apple

Love

Garden Magick

Immortality

Friendship

Healing

Place seven apple seeds in a bag with Orris Root to attract sexual love. Use in rituals to give honor to gods and goddesses of fertility. Considered the food of the dead, which is why Samhain is called the 'Feast of Apples'. Symbolizes the soul and is burned at Samhain in honor of those who will be reborn in the spring. When doing a house blessing, cut an apple in half -- eat half and put the other half outside of the home as an offering.

Apricot

Love

Add leaves and flowers to love sachets or carry apricot pits to attract love.

Banana

Fertility

Potency

Prosperity

Basil

Love

Exorcism

Wealth

Sympathy

Protection

Dispels confusion, fears & weakness. Drives off hostile spirits. Associated with Candlemas. Carry to move forward in a positive manner despite perilous danger. Strewn on floors to provide protection from evil. Sprinkle an infusion of basil outside of the building where you hope to be employed for luck in a job interview or in your business to attract money and success. Wear or carry to aid in attracting money and prosperity.

Bay leaf

Protection

Good fortune

Success

Purification

Strength

Healing

Psychic powers

Write wishes on the leaves and then burn the leaves to make the wishes come true. Place under the pillow (or use in dream pillow) to induce prophetic dreams. Place in the corner of each room in the house to protect all that dwell there. Carry bay leaf to protect yourself against black magick.

Black pepper

Banishing negativity

Exorcism

Protection from evil

Blackberry

Healing

Protection

Money

Sacred to Brighid. Leaves and berries said to attract wealth and healing.

Bluebell

Luck

Truth

Friendship

Incorporate into rituals of death & dying to comfort those left behind and ease their sorrow.

Blueberry

Protection

Though not recommended, blueberry is said to cause confusion & strife when tossed in the doorway or path of an enemy.

Burdock

Used for cleansing magick when feeling highly negative about oneself or others. Use in protection incenses and spells. Rinse with a decoction of burdock to remove negative feelings about yourself or others.

Cabbage

Fertility

Profit

Good luck

Lunar magick

Money magick

Cactus

Chastity

Banishing

Protection.

Bury with other banishing symbols for protection. Grow in the home or garden to prevent unwanted intrusions. Place in all directions of the home (north, south, east, and west) for full protection.

Cardamom

Lust

Love

Fidelity

Carrot

Lust

Fidelity

Cashew

Money

Celery

Mental powers

Psychic powers

Lust

Fertility

Male potency

Chamomile

Love

Healing

Reducing stress.

Add to a sachet or spell to increase the chances of its success. Sprinkle an infusion of chamomile around the house to remove hexes, curses and spells. Burn or add to prosperity bags to increase money. Burn as incense for de-stressing, meditation, and restful sleep. Wash hands in an infusion of chamomile for luck before gambling or playing cards. Use in bath magick to attract love. Keep a packet of the herb with lottery tickets for luck.

Cherry

Love

Divination

Gaiety

Happiness

Chestnut

Love

Chilli Pepper

Fidelity

Love

Hex breaking

Scatter powder around the house to break hexes and spells against you. Use in love charms & spells.

Chives

Protection

Weight loss *weight loss spells can be dangerous*

Cinnamon

Spirituality

Success

Healing

Protection

Power

Love

Luck

Strength

Prosperity

Burn as an incense or use in a sachet to raise spiritual and protective vibrations, draw money, and stimulate psychic powers. A popular herb for use in charms to draw money & prosperity. Wear in an amulet to bring passion.

Citronella 

Draws friends to the home, customers to the business. Promotes eloquence, persuasiveness, and prosperity. Protects and cleanses the aura. Encourages self-expression and creativity (great for writers & actors!) and brings clarity to the mind. Repels insects and deodorizes

Clove

Exorcism

Love

Money

Protection

Coconut 

Chastity

Protection

Purification

Coffee

Helps to dispel nightmares and negative thoughts and to overcome internal blockages. Provides peace of mind and grounding.

Coriander

Love

Health

Immortality

Protection.

Tie fresh coriander with a ribbon and hang in the home to bring peace & protection. Add to love charms and spells to bring romance or use in ritual work to ease the pain of a broken love affair. Promotes peace among those who are unable to get along. Throw the seeds in lieu of rice during Handfastings and other rituals of union. Use the seeds in love sachets and spells. Add powdered seeds to wine for an effective lust potion. Wear or carry the seeds to ward off disease and migraines.

Cucumber

Chastity

Fertility

Healing

Cumin

Fidelity

Protection

Exorcism.

The seed is said to prevent the theft of any object which contains it. Burn with frankincense for protection. Scatter on the floor alone or with salt to drive out evil. Use in love spells to promote fidelity. Steep in wine to make love potions.

Curry

Protection

Burn curry powder to keep evil forces away.

And as always, merry meet <3

Atti

It’s also the fact that I would let a fictional man with dark hair, piercing eyes, a dark past, and morally grey morals ruin my life and I would say thank you

could you write abt loki wanting cuddles and kisses from reader? just some clingy loki before bed

I absolutely can

I'm sorry its a little short but I tried

word count: 463

warnings: none 

it was date night and Loki's turn to pick the activity. he'd been clingy all day and you'd guessed that he'd pick a movie, which he of course did. you'd agreed on The Nightmare Before Christmas, it had been Loki's favorite since you introduced it to him mid November.

you'd decided on watching the movie in Starks personal theater, there was this one spot that Loki loved because he could lay on you but still see the tv and in usual Loki fashion once he had his hands on you, you were just stuck with him. if you got up, he got up, if you needed the bathroom he'd get up and stand just outside the door so he could wrap his arms around you the second he could.

he, himself wasn't sure why he needed you so much today but the second you stepped away he'd panic, he'd tried to just deal with it the night before but after about six hours of paranoia he gave up and crawled into your bed. you'd woken up with his arms around you and gone pretty much all day in the same type of situation, luckily it was a situation you loved.

once the two of you laid down and gotten comfy he'd started peppering kisses along your neck, yo knew he wasn't trying to seduce you with these kisses but that he just needed to feel you, he needed the reassurance that you were real and here and that you loved him. 

you gently moved his head away from your neck so you could talk to him, he had that lost puppy look in his eyes. “what’s wrong pretty boy?” he just whined in response so you let him put his head back on your chest. usually when he’s this clingy its after a nightmare or something but this has been all day and it was kind of concerning.

after a while of you rubbing his back and playing with his hair he finally spoke. “can I have a kiss?” somehow he always manages to melt your heart. in stead of speaking you just kissed him, soft, sweet and slow. he’d never been so sure in his life that you could fix everything, even if the world was crashing down and he felt like he was suffocating, you were always his safe haven. 

the two of you separated after the credits started and let whatever was next play. you’d agreed to just sleep where you were that night, deciding it wasn’t worth the effort to convince Loki to let you go for long enough to get to your room.

the two of you fell asleep clinging to one another as if your lives depended on it, and to the two of you it did.

maladaptive daydreaming DISORDER. It is a DISORDER. It is not all fun and games and genuinely fucks with our lives. I wish people would stop acting like it doesn’t and wishing that they had it.

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Dream Of Me | tasm!p.p

summary: this is something I thought of writing for @agnesamarantheastwood after I saw a personal post about her suffering from insomnia. V, you are the sweetest person ever, I really hope this makes you feel somehow happy and so very hugged, you're also a part of what made me come back to writing in here, so this is also a thank you.

In which Peter comforts reader after waking up to a panic attack caused by a heavy insomnia episode coming from his girlfriend.

pairing: Peter Parker (tasm!) x reader

genre: fluffy, comfort

involves: crying, cuddling, disney, top tier boyfriend!peter, a clueless author trying her best to write about insomnia

word count: 1,9k

Peter and you were dating for four months now, and you got to tell him once or twice about your troubled sleep schedule. He knew how melatonin pills and other meds usually helped you sleep and that you never got to the point of running out from those, either carrying them in your purse for nights at his house or travels or keeping a tidy mini stock of them on your bathroom counter.

However, Peter failed to notice how, even with the pills still there –though the stock remained untouched–, you were not really functioning to the best of your capacity. You kept yawning and the bags you usually already had under your eyes were now a deeper color each day, but you didn't mind running out of concealer sooner as long as it kept you from having that conversation with a worried Peter.

The truth is; for the four months-time you were dating, your boyfriend never got to see when insomnia got the worse of you. Peter never met the really sleep-deprived y/n, and that encounter kinda scared you. You knew that it wouldn't take long for it to get harder and harder for you to sleep, –you even though this time it was taking too long for another crisis–, but gosh it felt so good how you weren't taking longer than usual to fall in a deep slumber, so you decided to just enjoy that.

You were scared that the minute Parker met with the harsher consequences of you not having proper sleep, the second he caught you unfocused, zoning out and forgetting so many things like you knew you ended up doing on your worst cases, he'd realize it could be maybe a little too much, and maybe he'd leave.

You had to give Peter some credit, he has been nothing but a sweetheart to you, but the tiniest possibility of overwhelming your boyfriend –who was already busy with his own problems that felt like the weight of the whole city– left you feeling like you were too much work to him and it was unfair.

So this thought just added up to your anxiety as you tossed and turned in bed a little after two in the morning trying to find a good position for your body to just rest and sinfully thinking nonstop about how much sleep-time you already lost and everything you'll have to do tomorrow as your eyelids were firmly shut. gosh, you had to wake up at six.

You didn't even realize your body was shaking. Peter did though, –even if he was lucky to have already dozed off, he always noticed the breakdown of things, claiming that it was like he had an exclusive spidey-sense just for you.– Your boyfriend rolled up in the bed hugging you from behind, still lightly asleep, but that didn't help. Instead, you felt trapped and uneasy and you didn't know how to approach that in the absolute middle of the night.

You sighed, throat burning as you gulped, finally taking your phone out of under the pillow and putting it on the bedside desk, you had to try it one more time, you had to sleep.

You felt so absolutely conscious about everything around you and about your tucked body forming almost a ball of limbs under Peter's left arm, –which felt heavier than ever–. Peter cleared his throat as he opened his eyes, waking up alarmed by your troubled atmosphere. You were shaking.

"Hey..." His voice sounded raspy but firm. Peter took his hand away from your waist. "y/n, turn over, look at me... look at me," Peter cooed. As you turned over, he stared at your wide-eyed, distressed form and frowned just a little bit. "Hi," Peter said, you sniffled in response.

"It's okay, I'm here, look at me," He kept staring deep into your eyes, giving instructions so you would calm down "It's okay baby, I'm here now," Peter finally decided to touch you again, aiming his hand towards your shoulder, you hiccuped for air, still feeling that burning sensation on your throat. "Wow, you're sweating- breathe for me, okay? slowly... We need to slow this down, nice and soft."

Even if your boyfriend was the only one doing the talking, he didn't demand an immediate response from you as he noticed you slowly coming back to your senses and following his directions, eyes piercing through his as well, letting out long, shaky breaths. "Attagirl, you're doing amazing!", As your breathing pace came slowly back to normal, Peter's concealed fear was subsided, relief taking over. Of course, he has done it before, calming people down after rescuing some of them during building fires and other situations, he has never, though, calmed someone he deeply cared for during a situation he didn't know the reason. To see you cooling down meant to Peter that he was doing a good job, and, most importantly, that you'll be fine.

"Hold on to me, okay? Everything is okay, it's just me and you...," when you finally looked a bit more present, you were lying on top of him, holding onto him with both arms and an apologetic look on your face, "panic attack?" Peter finally asked, trying to understand what brought you to that previous state, you shook your head lightly, showing a thin smile, "I can't sleep." You stated simply but sighed deeply avoiding to stress over it again.

"Aww babe, I'm sorry; I just woke up and I felt something was wrong and then I heard your heart beating..."

"Sorry I woke you up, Pete." Guilt washed over a part of you, either you woke him up or he really did feel like something was going on and you disturbed his sleep.

Peter smiled reassuringly; "There's nothing to be sorry about, it's a good thing I'm here." You noticed how his features still looked sleepy, he ran a hand through your hair. "Keep breathing deep and slow. It's all good, beautiful, you're doing very good."

He chuckled under you, "You know, you should really consider keeping me around, I'm gonna have my uses..." He joked. When he woke up, feeling you shaking and listening to your loud heartbeat, his train of thought didn't fail to give him a lot of terrible-case scenarios and then some. He had yet to know if the lack of sleep you mentioned was caused by anything, or if he was experiencing the first time you had an insomnia case by his side. The possibility that his presence gave you anxiety made his heart feel small.

"Yeah? So I can use you?" You chuckled, giving a little twist to his joke. It was weird how cozy you felt right now even though your mind kept racing with different outcomes of Peter understanding the whole of your condition.

"Yeah you can use me anytime you want!" Peter's laugh probably would be considered too loud for the late hour as he blinked an eye at you. For a few moments, the both of you fell in silence, and the boy could still hear your rapid heartbeat. "Oh, wow! Your heart is still racing!" he whispered; as you frowned, he placed one of his hands over yours on top of your chest, waiting for a few seconds so you could feel the rhythm yourself. "See, that's crazy!" As you admired his surprise, Peter fell quiet for a short moment, before he could continue:

"Haering your heartbeat like this... feeling it, so fast... I don't like it, you know?" He rhetorically asked, chuckling a bit, "It makes me think like, I don't know like you're so fragile... I wanna take care of you" Peter concluded, preventing himself from rambling as he made his way to getting up, offering you some water. You stopped him by grabbing his arm, shaking your head slightly, "No, no, no I want you here."

"It's okay," He smiled, relaxing "I can stay, I'm not going anywhere- oh wait let me get a candle." Peter used of his already lifted torso and reached for your bedside table across from you. While he lit the candle with an electric lighter, you appreciated his caring aura, looking at his beautiful traces.

"You're staring." you smiled after hearing that, your boyfriend was back at your side, hugging you a bit. Deciding that you were silent for too long, you started to explain how you felt, trying your best to find the right words. "It just that, like, when it reaches a point when I'm really not sleeping, I get so out of it Pete, really, plus I could just black out anywhere sometimes because I'm so tired but my body won't accept proper sleep at the right time and-"

Peter sighed, using his tongue to wet his lips a little, "You know, when you're awake in the middle of the night, especially when going through a phase like that or when these things are on your mind, I wanna be awake too." You turned your head to look at him as if he had just said the craziest thing.

"I don't want you to be alone when you're in a moment like this... Come here, wait." It was as if he just thought of something really fast; Peter got up from bed, throwing his blanket a little, and you were onto doing the same when he quickly grabbed you bridal style, cooing something like "Come here my baby", he carried you two through the small hallway that divided the rooms on his suit, it felt messy as you kept the fluffy cover on your hands, and you giggled, asking him "What are you doing?" in a low tone.

As he got to the living room, Peter placed you on the couch and turned to the tv, looking for the remote. You sat comfortably with the blanket over you and legs tucked close to your upper body. Peter had put on Disney+, he knew a little about your comfort movies and tales, stuff that felt like small talk as you shared them on your first dates, but that he actually did remember.

"You know, If you don't sleep through this one we can put on Sleeping Beauty," Peter gave you a side smile while going to sit beside you, remote in hand and the old animation story of Robin Hood loading on the TV screen. "Ironically I know it's one of your faves." Peter continued as he made himself comfortable.

As the Rooster started to sing the Whistle Stop, barely a minute into the movie, your boyfriend started scratching your neck, feeling content when you hummed. "You remember the first time you told me you suffered from insomnia..? We were, like, two months in and you were having a little trouble to sleep?" You put your head on his shoulder, "I told you I'm okay with that. 100%, beautiful. I'm lucky to be with you regardless," His hand now caressed the place in between your ear and the nape of your neck and you closed your eyes, both enjoying the sensation of his touch, the song, and the feeling of relief that washed over you knowing that Peter would stick around, through heaven or high water.

"I love every itty bit of you", he hushed, you smiled, slowly turning your head to look at him again, "everything?"

"Yeah, even your toes, even your weird big one." Peter provoked, taking a loud cackle from you as he failed on shushing through his giggles. "Oh, no... that was bad." He could sense your smile through your voice as you moved your head back to his shoulder, scootching a bit so you were cuddling.

"I'm always at your service, m'kay? Babe, I love you." You felt completely relaxed as Peter murmured, eyes finally closing again as you now drifted off, finally, to the sound of your boyfriend's breathing and a comfort movie.

Science Says You Need It [p.p]

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Pairing: Peter Parker x Touch Starved!Reader

Warnings: swearing but otherwise pretty clean (weird right)

Request: HEY YOU, can I request a Peter Parker x touch starved best friend. Peter and her are having a movie night at her place and Peters like laying in her lap and he moves so she jokes around about being touch starved to get him back and Peter being the sweet boy he is fixes that problem and it’s all cute, fluffy and junk 🙄💗💗

Synopsis: Peter decides to make sure you receive physical affection when you joke about being touch starved.

a/n: long time no see

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You had never been one for physical affection. Expressing love and appreciation felt more normal through words. From you towards others and vice-versa. This need to deny most to all touching resulted in your yearning for it in the back of your mind.

Your best friend on the other hand was all over physical contact when you spent time together which was often. And never did anything that you were uncomfortable with because he was so soft and loving.

Peter didn’t neglect the thought of how special he must be for you to be okay with how much he would hold your hand when he was nervous or the number of times he wraps his arms around your waist.

He also paid attention to how you denied other cases of touching from others. The pretty boy who couldn’t go a minute without being consumed by his love for you. It made you feel safe and you honestly looked forward to it.

Maybe you’re both in need of someone to make you feel secure. But one of you is little more comfortable talking about it.

“You gonna watch the movie you got to pick or…,” you peered down at the boy laying with his head in your lap whose eyes had been focused on your features for the past twenty minutes.

He sputtered out an incoherent response you felt wasn’t in need of an explanation. Whenever you caught him staring at you, strings of “no I wasn’t” fell from his lips.

“Whatever you say,” you teased, your attention falling back on the bright screen.

When your hands found his hair, he was gone. Completely smitten. Relaxed and content. He likes when you play with his hair if you couldn’t tell.

Duh.

“I’ll be back,” he told you as he got up to put the pizza in the oven that hand just dinged.

“Seriously?” You whined, narrowing your eyes at him when he looked back at you with a worried expression on his face.

“But I thought you wanted pizza?” He questioned, genuine concern in his voice and you couldn’t keep the laugh from escaping your lips.

He frowned as you shook your head at his obliviousness to your sarcasm.

“No, I do,” 


“Okay, you just seemed upset,”

“I was kidding- not like I'm touch starved or anything,” you rolled your eyes and focused on the movie again while Peter contemplated what you said on the way to the kitchen.

You just told him you were joking so he tried not to think much of it. He knew you really only showed affection to him and seemed to enjoy it when he initiated the contact. But you got Peter thinking; what if you are touch starved?

The thought spun around his mind throughout the rest of the night, even when he felt the sleep begin to pull his eyes shut with his head resting on your shoulder.

—

Your best friend had been more touchy over the past few weeks, that’s for sure. You definitely didn’t mind because he was normally was, but now he seemed to be going out of his way.

Out at lunch the other day, he insisted you sit on the same side of the booth. He held your hand in his during the whole time you were there, even while you were trying to eat. When you questioned it he just shrugged and gave you a shy smile.

Peter couldn’t deny this as an excuse to act as more of a couple in public. Others assumed you to be a couple anyway but now it is impossible to convince someone you didn’t have something going on.

How could he not have feelings for you when you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

When you were hanging out in his room a couple of weeks ago, his hands wrapped around your waist while you were on your phone and pulled you close to him. It felt so nice to be held and feel protected.

Overall, Peter dedicated every opportunity possible to show you simple physical attention.

Now you’re back where you started. The two of you had cuddled up on the couch and you grew tired with your head laying on his warm chest.

“Y/n/n?” Peter whispered under you, “You just wanna sleepover?”

He only received a small hum from the body on him and took it as a yes. Carefully, he slid out from under you and picked you up to carry to his room. He gently set you in the bed, pulling blankets over you before placing a small kiss on your forehead.

“Night Y/n/n,” he told your sleeping figure, grabbing a pillow and blanket for himself.

He made an okay bed on the couch and shut the tv off. He too was quick to fall asleep once he got comfortable. As usual, images of you played in his mind while he drifted off.

You shifted a few times before realizing you were no longer within the toned arms of Peter Parker. It was a little off-putting but your eyes adjusted and you determined you were in his bed, minus him.

Out of curiosity, you got up and made your way to the hall in the dark. Trying to stumble as little as possible with the help of the city lights beaming in, you got to the living room where Peter’s senses had woken him up about two soft curses falling from your lips ago.

“There you are,” you stated quietly as you approached the couch, “Why are you out here?”

Peter had wondered the same thing himself before he fell asleep. Obviously, he didn’t want you to be uncomfortable if you woke up in the middle of the night (even though you would be far from it).

But another reason was probably the not so simple fact that sharing a bed would be a little different than the last time you did it a couple of years ago when you actually were “just friends”.

Lol, you thought. Dumb ass, Peter Parker’s in love with you or some shit.

“I um…I figured you should just have your own space, I guess?” Hey answered quietly and you made out the nervousness across his features.

“You guessed very wrong,” you chuckled as a lazy smile came to your lips and you lifted the blanket from his body.

Without a word, you got back in your original position with your body on top of Peter’s, his heartbeat playing in your ear. His arms instinctively held you close and he silently celebrated you wanted him to hold you.

“Hey, Peter?” You spoke softly in case he was unconscious again.

“Yes?”

“Why are you so touchy with me?”

Shit, you noticed. But how could you not?


“I uh- do you n- not like it?” He asked shyly and loosened his grip on your waist.

“No, don’t get me wrong I like it from you just not other people. I’m just wondering more why you’ve been doing it a lot these past few weeks,” you rested your chin on his sternum and saw his nose scrunch.

“Sorry I just thought- because of what you said- you would want me to do things more often but I’ll stop if-,”

“I said I like it so you can relax but I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you thought back to anything you had told him recently but nothing came to mind.

“Remember, you said that you were touch starved?” He let out a nervous laugh and your eyes widened with realization.

“Oh, I wasn’t really serious about that,”

“You sure?”

"You don’t need to worry, I’m all good,”

“Y/n/n, come on,”

“Okay maybe it was a little true,” you confessed, followed by a deep sigh.

His arms returned to your waist, squeezing a little as you laid your head back on his chest.

“Nothing wrong with liking human contact, science actually says you need it,” he reassured you, running his fingers up and down your spine.

“Still, I don’t need people knowing I want it. Especially since you're the only person I like it from,”

“I’ll take my job very seriously then,”

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