his head shoots off


Colonel Sanders and the Gas Station Gunfight

Before Colonel Sanders became the iconic American figure famous for his Kentucky Fried Chicken, he was a young man named Harland Sanders, and he was certainly a man who took shit from nobody. Harland Sanders got his start as a businessman when he became the owner of a Shell gas station in Corbin, Kentucky in 1930. Sanders’ gas station also included a small diner where he served country ham, biscuits, and steaks. Down the street from Sanders’ station was his business rival, Matt Stewart, who operated his own Standard Oil gas station and competed with Sanders for customers. The two men quickly went from business rivals to mortal enemies, and it was only a matter of time before there would be blood.

The two men came to blows when Sanders painted a large sign advertising his business on billboard near a local railroad. Stewart responded by painting over Sanders’ sign. In response Sanders confronted Stewart, angrily threatening to “shoot his goddamn head off”. Sanders repainted the sign, but became enraged when Stewart once again painted over it. 

Determined to end the situation once and for all, Sanders decided to confront Stewart with a grand show of force that would cow him into submission. Sanders and two heavily armed Shell officials named Robert Gibson and H. D. Shelburne set off in a car to Stewarts gas station.  They expect the sight of three men with loaded weapons would be enough to intimidate Stewart. However Stewart opened fire on the men with a revolver as soon as they arrived, killing Robert Gibson. A gun battle ensued, but in the end the two men got the drop on Stewart, with Shelburne shooting him in the hip and Sanders shooting him in the shoulder.  Stewart surrendered, and despite his wounds survived the gunfight.  However he was charged and convicted for the murder of Robert Gibson, resulting in an 18 year prison sentence. Neither Sanders nor Shelburne were charged with a crime.

Harland Sanders continued to run hi gas station and diner. In 1935 Sanders discovered a way to fry chicken using pressure cookers, a method which allowed him to cook the chicken fast enough to serve to his customers. The rest is Kentucky Fried history.

Newcomers Pt 10

The Human/Gal forces landed in an opening where there was little Benemar to resist them so they would have a chance to consolidate and organise their forces, the Benemar are often called the masters of defence but not even they can defend the whole planet at once. Still their landings were not uncontested, small mobile Benemar forces harassed them and killed many as they were just hitting the ground. But once the Humans and Gal got moving they were quickly overwhelmed. This they expected as those small forces were only to make sure the enemy didn’t land unopposed. Cathy finished off a Benemar that refused to die after being shot by three of them so she simply went up to it and tore his head off.

“This much more fun than shooting them” she said.

“You fight well Human Cathy” a Gal signed to her.

“Thanks, I’m sorry I shot one of you earlier”

“It is understandable”

Cathy smiled, despite reservations from the front line soldiers fighting alongside the Gal they had quickly earned each others respect.  

“Sightings put a large force of Benemar ahead of us” the Gal signed.

“Indeed, we are outnumbered” Captain clerk said appearing next to Cathy.

“Just means we have more targets” Cathy said smiling.

She cast her mind back to the ship, Hesky was there taking care of their baby and even though they were in the safest place she still worried about Depit. Both of them had wanted to go and take part in the invasion but Clerk had ordered that one stay behind should something happen to the other. They had played rock, paper, scissors to decide and Cathy had won, Clerk gave them an hour to say goodbye which they spent the only way they could, rampant sex.

The invasion consisted of over 18 million Humans along with war machines and nearly twice as many Gal which together they launched a three pronged attack.

Clerk’s force would land and head west while Williams would secure their flanks while Kiev went east. If all went according to plan Clerk and Kiev would meet on the other side of the planet. But Humans knew that in war things seldom go according to plan, at least never perfectly.

“Our scouts tell us the enemy heavily out guns us and are advancing” Jenkins said holding his ear listening to the scouts reports and speaking them to Clerk.

“We have not yet unloaded our tanks and other such vehicles” Cathy said looking over and the landing craft still descending with the equipment. Their pods were designed for quick deployment to secure the landing area so that they can bring down the heavier weapons. This needed time and Benemar were already advancing to meet them.

“We attack” Clerk said walking back “Gal, bring up your own forces and prepare to move out”

“Yes captain” he signed and moved off and as a swarm the others moved with him.

The Gal had agreed to the Humans command structure and would follow the Human officers, all Gal were recognised as the rank of private, the common foot soldier. Since the Gal had so sense of an officer they just agreed in the spirit of co operation.    

Although not as co-ordinated the Humans moved once they had the orders to do so, what podsuits that came down with them that were still running and the few tanks they had were also brought forth.

“Right listen up everyone” Clerk started “The Benemar outnumber us by a hell of a lot, like really a fucking hell of a lot and have a lot more heavy guns than we do…a lot more. So this is our plan, get in close combat where their heavy guns will be useless and we have the advantage. Simple and easy but make no mistakes, this is not going to be one sided, we cannot retreat from this” Clerk looked at the soldiers looking to him all of them heard him over the com but still looked in his direction. “Well what are you waiting for? Lets go kill them”

They cheered so loud that even the Benemar who were miles away thought they heard them, even the Gal sounded their screeching call to add to the noise. The first main assault was under way.

The Gal were fast, very fast with their many tentacles which pulled them along the ground at incredible speeds, they had no bone structure at least not in the true sense but just a mass collection of dense muscles that were almost as hard. At all times when they ran half of their tentacles were on the ground and it made it look like they were almost spinning. They were always considered the fastest in open terrain by the Alliance, so one could imagine the Benemar’s amazement when they saw the Gal charging towards them, and the Humans were keeping pace.

Even the Gal were surprised, they had never seen a Human run before as Humans had always fought them by landing their pods right on top of them. But in open ground the Humans on only two legs kept up with the Gal and did not seem to tire in the slightest.

The formation was mixed, the two armies had merged together so that in every point the Humans could give the Gal some small arms cover fire.

Behind them the artillery Gal were being carried by the podsuits as they were slow to relocate and would place them in a better position and stay to protect them.

Cathy ran alongside a guard Gal but just behind it’s shield, it was huge the size of an elephant and it thundered the ground as it’s six legs ran. She felt a lot safer running with this thing next to her.

Then the Benemar were in sight and they opened up with a devastating volley, the Guard Gal may have been present but with so many Benemar firing they were bound to find holes in the armour and many Gal and Human were hit. Luckily the Human’s armour saved them from anything fatal and many would get back up and continue charging.

Then the heavy bombardment came, the guard Gal next to Cathy was hit and killed, it’s head hit the ground and it’s back end flipped over it. She managed to jump aside and over a small ditch as more shells landed around her. From behind the Humans responded with their own tanks and artillery Gal and a number of guided missiles. Above her the air was being contested, Human fighters fought with Benemar craft for control of the air switching position of hunter and prey in mere moments.

All Humans were equipped with not only a rifle with a bayonet and a pistol but a blade on their backs, it was only a few feet long and was mainly used with fighting the Gal in mind. But it would work just as well against the Benemar. This was the main weapon they were going to use in this battle, many Humans discarded their rifle as they neared the Benemar lines. They were not going to need them.

The Benemar fired at will now, desperate to halt the charge, some Gal had morphed into a form that resembled a horse as the request of a number of Humans and were letting them ride them like cavalry. Clerk was at the front, he hated leading from the rear and he was going to make sure he was the first to the Benemar line.

But he was hit and went down a few hundred feet away.

The Human/Gal force smashed into the Benemar army that had drawn their own primitive looking blades, they were too large really but it was there way that bigger is better.

Cathy jumped past one decapitation it’s head as she did and drive her blade into the chest of another. They never stopped for if she did she would have been trampled to death by her allies behind her so she ran past and in and out of the Benemar bodies till she had to turn and fight. The two armies had merged and nothing short of slaughter took place. The Benemar had to rely on their numbers as the Humans were stronger and the Gal were faster, and the Benemar had more than enough numbers and it was thought the Benemar had more than a quarter of a million warriors than the Human/Gal army. Even so at first there was no clear winner. There was no formation as the fighting came down to millions of single duels with each individual fighting for their lives. Guard Gal ran rampant through the Benemar still their legs were out from under them, Human’s found themselves tackled from behind to loose their footing and would be set upon by several of the enemy. The Benemar grew frustrated that the Humans could lift them up and throw them with seemingly little difficulty. Even if they caught one from behind to shoot them in the back a Gal would often leap to the Humans defence and vis versa. The Humans and Gal worked together well.

The Benemar drove their wartrucks which were massive armoured vehicles into the fray running down troops of both sides and firing their rapid fire guns at everything that did not have a snout.

The noise, it was more than white noise as if one listened carefully they could hear the grunts the shouts and the screams of the dyeing, the clash of metal and cracking of gunfire. It would enough to make anyone go mad if they were not to busy fighting for their lives. Above them the fightercraft were fighting almost as intensely but it was almost pointless. Neither side could look down and distinguish friend from foe and thus could not help. The two sides had merged and only one side was going to walk away with any kind of force left. If they were going to walk away at all.

Cathy fought alongside a Gal she had saved after a Benemar got hold of one of it’s tentacles, wherever she went it followed keeping an eye on her back so that she could not be taken unawares. This became the common theme, the Gal would attach themselves to a Human soldier and work with them, they may not be able to read each others minds but they still had their instincts that guided them.

She had lost track of how many Benemar she had killed but then again she wasn’t really keeping track, she had found Karen in all this mess and exchanged a few looks to see if the other was wounded before being set upon by a gang of Benemar. She lost track of her after that. She could only hope she was okay.

Silence. The battle had ended some hours ago after raging for entire night each side flooding their forces into this battle not willing to surrender the field. If the Humans and Gal fell back their landing area would be under threat, if the Benemar had to fall back the landing area would not be immediately assailable and the Humans and Gal could push on.

The ground was covered like a carpet made of bodies from both sides, the soil usually a black colour was now red, the only thing all these aliens had in common was the colour of their blood.

Standing tall above all this death was a pole with a flag waving in the win, signalling which side was the victor this battle.

Honestly, it blows my mind that “people ” don’t like Voltron any more because of the Lance and Lotor ship.

Honestly, buzz kill and fun police.

If a crack ship ruined your love for Voltron. …then reality must be something else for you because you are lost in sending hate to a character who has yet to show up.

Wishing Lotor to be ugly, so he won’t be “shipped” with Lance. That’s petty as hell…like, so what if he’s ugly.

or how actively people want Allura to hit him in the face or for Lance to shoot his head off. Like honestly, do you not know the characters enough that you assume they will be like that…

That’s not only sad, but troubling.

What if, when DreamWorks does bring out Lotor, he’s an overall good character. He has his reasons to be “evil” and who knows, black and white but people forget the gray areas.

I don’t expect Lotor and Lance to happen, same thing with Keith and Lance, but it won’t stop me from shipping.

The hate of Lotor needs to stop, because “He’s ” not here yet.


Is the fan on fan hate. Don’t send anon hate and don’t do callout posts. also, please don’t attack the staff of Voltron. They gave us this wonderful show and we don’t need to be biting the hand that feeds us.

Daryl/Jesus Headcanons
  • Sometimes Daryl needs to just lay in Jesus’ arms while Jesus gently strokes his hair
  • Ever since they met, people at the hilltop start to notice that Jesus only runs to one place anymore
  • Whatever reservations Daryl might have had about Jesus before are quickly forgotten when he sees how he is with Maggie
  • Rick hounds Daryl until he agrees to bring Jesus on a double date with him and Michonne (they get drunk and Jesus dares Daryl to shoot an apple off his head)
  • Daryl totally makes the shot and Jesus has to awkwardly hide how turned on it makes him
  • Judith is technically the first person to give Jesus the shovel talk
  • She has an impressive glare for a toddler
  • Jesus doesn’t know who wears more of his clothes, Maggie or Daryl
  • He just knows that every morning at least four items of clothing will be missing
  • Jesus tells Daryl that he was actually awake in the back of the car on the way to Alexandria
  • Daryl tells him that he already knew
  • They plant an apple tree for Maggie
  • Jesus tells the story of how he rescued Daryl from the saviours a little differently each time
  • When they fight one of them will storm out
  • They always come home though
  • Jesus wakes up alone sometimes and knows he’ll find Daryl sitting at Glenn’s grave, talking to him
  • Jesus tries to teach Daryl some fight moves in the back yard of Rick’s house, but it just dissolves into aggressive groping and making out
  • Carl turns the hose on them
  • Jesus is good at hiding. Daryl is good at tracking. They like to play hide and seek in the woods to see who’s better
  • They come home with ripped clothing & leaves in their hair and no idea who won

tbh charon is the most #relatable character in fallout 3 bc after being forced to work for a soulless hellspawn of a living creature for god knows how long first thing he does when he finds out he’s free of his employ is calmly walk up to him, respond to him asking why he’s there, blasts his head off with a shotgun, and then shoots his dead body one more time knowing full well he’s already dead just to be salty about it

god i fucking love charon

S. Coups As A Father

Originally posted by junhosh

Title: S. Coups As A Father

Requested: can you do a mini series maybe with seventeen as fathers? I love your work, keep it up!!

A/N: Okay, this is my first time doing something like this so stick with me and let me know if this sucks. (I even think I got a little carried away at some point)

  • Alrighty, let’s get started here
  • Everyone basically already knows that this boy is daddy asf
  • And no, not like that you sickos
  • Seungcheol is like a natural born father
  • Father like instincts just come pretty natural to him
  • I mean, it’s not like he’s raised 12 kids on his own already with occasional help from his wife Jeonghan but let’s not get into that
  • Basically this boy was an excited puppy when you finally told him that you were pregnant with his first child
  • At first you were nervous about telling him because he would come home from practices and would start to complain to you with how much of a pain in the ass his children were being that day and that he never signed up to be a father in the first place to these children
  • So you decided to tell him subtly by leaving little hints about it
  • You would coo at every baby the two of you passed and stated about how you guys would have cute babies like that someday
  • Occasionally you would ask if you could stop in the baby section of the store because you loved to look at cute baby stuff
  • Coups never questioned because he thought that it was you just being you and weird and stuff like that
  • His suspicions eventually came up when you began to serve him baby carrots every night for dinner
  • Like sure he told you he loved carrots but he wasn’t in love with them
  • Plus he’s sure he’s eaten so many of them by now that he was turning orange
  • Not to mention that you legit tried serving him baby food one time
  • So one night he decided to confront you about it
  • During that night’s daily cuddle session between the two of you he randomly popped up the question
  • “What’s with all of this baby stuff all of a sudden, you’re acting like you actually want a child.”
  • He didn’t really mean for it to sound the way that it did because he was secretly wanting one ever since the two of you got married but he was too afraid to ask
  • You were kind of shocked at his statement and you swore your heart kind of broke in the heat of his question because you were afraid that he actually didn’t want a baby so being pregnant and emotional you began to cry
  • Seungcheol’s instincts kicked in and he tried his best to comfort you, kind of curious about what he said that actually made his special lady cry
  • He would try everything he could to make what he said sound good but only failing miserably at that
  • “I’m actually pregnant you ass”
  • That would shut him up immediately and he would be complete silent for like 5 minutes before breaking out into a huge smile and nearly squeezing you to death with squealing
  • He would apologize to you and explain that he actually wanted a child like his entire life and that he was just way too nervous to ask you or talk to you about it
  • You would except his apology and tell him to just stop rambling and finish cuddling you before you left to go do your own thing
  • Seungcheol would be that really protective husband over everything that you do
  • He would always be cautious and ask you questions on whether it was really safe for you to be doing what you were doing
  • Things like that would include reaching for things on high shelves
  • He would gently push you aside and scold you saying that you should just ask him to get it next time so that way you don’t have to overwork your body just to get a box of cereal
  • But you weren’t even like showing yet so you were kind of confused about why he was acting all daddy mode before you were even a month in your pregnancy
  • You didn’t question it though because you enjoyed being pampered from head to toe by your husband
  • His new favorite activity was coming home from work and running a bubble bath for you and him while rubbing your tummy as the two of you relaxed
  • He would be an emotional wreck at your first ultrasound and ask the doctor if he could have like 30 copies to give to everyone he works with
  • Literally each member of seventeen would have wallet sized pictures of his future baby
  • You guys would have constant debates over the gender of your child
  • You would be set on having a little girl seeing that it was literally your dream to have one of your own
  • Seungcheol would be set on having a boy
  • He would insist you that he was 100% sure that you were having a boy
  • It was his father senses
  • Of course you would smack him every time he used that excuse and told him that you didn’t need any more boys to take care of because 13 was already enough
  • For this reason you two decided to wait until the actual childbirth to find out the gender
  • “oh my gosh seungcheol tell me you did not get your members to bet money on the gender of this child”
  • “okay, i didn’t get the members to bet money on our child, they did that themselves”
  • The past couple of months seemed pretty smooth and eventually you finally started getting symptoms of being pregnant
  • All throughout the morning sicknesses and mood swings Seungcheol was always by your side and oh so sweet to you
  • Like you just wanted to cry and thank Jesus that you had such a loving and caring husband who was willing to put up with your pregnancy
  • His favorite part was when you would tell him your food cravings and he would actually get that exact creation for you and you denying eating any of that the day after
  • Like he would make you an ice cream sundae complete with pickles, carrots, ketchup, ramen, strawberries, and a hint of lemon juice and avocados
  • “no seungcheol that sounds completely gross I would never eat something like that without getting sick”
  • “mhm whatever you say babe”
  • “don’t make me thunk your head again”
  • This man would get so emotional throughout this pregnancy
  • Like when you first felt the baby kick you let out an ear piercing scream in the middle of the night out of excitement
  • Seungcheol would jolt up from bed and grab the nearest shoe, turning to you immediately asking what happened and who killed you
  • You would tell him to shut up and take his hand to place it on your stomach
  • Seuncheol would stop breathing the second he felt your baby kick
  • After that he would burst into tears of joy and begin to rub your swollen belly and talking cutely to the baby like every other fanfiction daddy does
  • Honestly you were like the cutest pregnant couple ever
  • Finally after months of being pampered from both the boys and Seungcheol it was finally time for the baby to arrive
  • Seungcheol was hesitant to leave you at home alone seeing that it was nearing the final days until the expected date
  • You assured him that you would be fine and would manage on your own as you literally had to push him out of the door
  • But Seungcheol’s suspensions were right seeing that later that day you actually did end up going into labor
  • You were casually watering your cute lil plants in your apartment when you felt something drip down your leg
  • You thought you spilled water from your pail, but the outside was dry
  • Then you thought you peed up there was no water on the floor
  • Then the pain struck you and you were like oKAY THis iS HAppENING
  • You would casually slip on a pair of shoes and waddle your way to the door all while suffering through extreme contractions
  • You would finally make it to your car and drive straight to Pledis where you knew your husband would be at practice
  • Once you got there you were greeted by Minghao who was practicing some of his b-boying in the lobby
  • You told him about your struggle and you were pretty sure he turn white
  • He quickly helped you up to their practice room and burst into the room, gaining attention from all the members
  • Seungcheol looked at you confused as to why you were there and you were just kind of like, “yeah my water broke and i’m gonna have a baby like now”
  • Seungcheol would spring into action and take you straight to the hospital and ignoring all the calls he got from his managers
  • Once you got to the hospital he practically screamed at the receptionist that his wife was going to have a baby and she was like
  • “bro you need to chill”
  • So they finally took you back to one of those labor rooms and got you situated for the birth
  • Seungcheol didn’t remember most of the process because he almost passed out the second he saw a baby’s head poking out of your lady bits
  • But soon enough it was over and you sat back breathless on the bed
  • The nurse took the baby away to get clean and that’s when you and Seungcheol began to argue once more on what gender the baby was going to be
  • Once the nurse arrived back with your baby she announced that the two of you had a healthy baby boy
  • Seungcheol jumped up from his seat and did a little in your face dance
  • You rolled your eyes at his antics and tried to act like you weren’t actually married to this loser
  • Seungcheol literally cherished his son so much
  • He was the most important thing in his life besides his beautiful wife of course
  • He would be sure to video every second of this baby’s life
  • His first steps
  • His first words
  • “glooblah isn’t a real word seuncheol”
  • “it is in baby”
  • “ffs why did i marry you”
  • He’d be that really embarrassing dad that every kid thought was cool but secretly his own son even tried to pretend that he didn’t know him
  • When his son asked to sign up to play soccer Seungcheol would go all smiley and be so proud that his son wanted to be social with people and his son just wanted his dad to chill because he just really liked soccer and his friends promised him that they got free pizza after every game
  • Turns out that your son actually ended up liking the sport more than he thought and continued to play it all throughout middle school and high school
  • He ended up being the captain of the soccer team in high school and Seuncheol was like :’)
  • Your son went to his father on advice to ask out a girl that he really liked in school and he was pretty sure that he saw a giant smiley face firework shoot off in his father’s head
  • “you see son i was actually a ladies man in high school”
  • “that’s bs because literally no one liked you”
  • “shut up y/n”
  • He actually ended up giving his son some pretty good advice because the girl his son liked ended up accepting his confession and agreed to go out with him
  • The two of them were literally linked together
  • Seungcheol found himself growing a little jealous at all the attention his son was giving his new girlfriend because he missed all the good daddy and son times they used to have playing soccer and stuff like that
  • Soon enough your son ended up graduating high school and Seuncheol denied crying the whole time while tears poured down his face as he said so
  • Your son was very nervous about choosing a college because he got so many scholarship offers for soccer
  • Seungcheol tried his best and gave him a inspirational talk about how no matter what he chooses that he will be doing what he loves and thats all that matters
  • It was literally so beautiful that even you began to have second thoughts about calling your husband a loser
  • Your son ended up going to this giant university in Seoul and entered into a physical education major in college so he could be a sports instructor someday
  • Seungcheol cried for days after your son left and begged you to make more babies for him and you were like
  • “ew gross grandpa”
  • It made you so happy with how much Seungcheol loved your son
  • You never expected him to be as good as a father as he was
  • You kind of wished that you didn’t spend so much time insulting him and spent more time cherishing the moments because time does fly by fast when your a parent
  • You don’t even blame Seungcheol for crying when your son left because you missed spending time with them and watching the bond with each other
  • But you could be prouder at the family you helped raised and of the kind of father Seuncheol actually turned out to be

Based on a prompt from this post!

Pair Keith’s fire abilities with Lance’s frightening speed and accuracy, and the two are easily a strong combination when it comes to fighting crime. They work on the same side, representing the Hero Paladins, but instead of benefiting humanity with their powerful combined abilities, they compete. A lot.

The two often compete to see who can save the most lives. It becomes almost a game to them, only turning serious if a situation is dire enough to call in the whole team. They take this competition of sorts very seriously, so when Keith wakes on game day feeling slightly off with a runny nose and a dull throb pulsing against his temples, he ignores it.

He will not be bested by Lance after all.

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CLEVELAND EASTER MURDER - On April 16, 2017, 74-year-old Robert Godwin, Sr. was shot and killed while walking on a sidewalk in Cleveland, Ohio. The suspect was identified as 37-year-old Steve Stephens, who posted video of the shooting on his Facebook account. Stephens is wanted on a warrant for aggravated murder. The shooting happened at around 2 p.m. EDT on April 16, 2017 in the area of 635 East 93rd Street in Cleveland's Glenville neighborhood. The shooter uploaded a video of the event, in which he proclaims “Found me somebody I’m about to kill.” before exiting his car and accosting Godwin. He orders Godwin to say <name> - the name of Stephens’ ex-girlfriend - then announces “She’s the reason this [is] about to happen to you.” Stephens then shoots Godwin in the head, returns to his car and drives off as screams are heard in the background. Facebook said the video was uploaded to the website, not livestreamed as initially reported. In other Facebook posts, Stephens claimed responsibility for 13 murders, but police said they were not aware of any other victims. A search for Stephens began soon after the shooting, prompting lockdowns at a number of locations, including Cleveland State University. The manhunt expanded to other states on the morning of April 17. Residents in Pennsylvania, New York, Indiana and Michigan were asked to be on alert. An arrest warrant was issued on a charge of aggravated murder. Stephens worked at Beech Brook, a behavioral health agency for children and families. He was wearing his work ID badge and repeatedly mentioned Beech Brook in videos on the day of the murder.

anonymous asked:

Deku and Kacchan stuck at like a bus stop (or something) in the pouring rain.

“It isn’t letting up, Kacchan.”

“No shit, Deku.”

The two of them stand in silence at the bust stop, the sound of rain being the only thing that’s making any noise between them. 
Izuku grips onto the straps of his backpack, as his green eyes shift from the sidewalk up to Katsuki beside him. It had been a long time since they had to stand so close together. Normally they would have parted ways by now- one of them sitting in the front of the bus, while the other sat in the back… Its strange how their friendship is like that. Most people don’t think of the relationship between them as ‘friendly’, but Izuku knows. He knows better than anyone. He and Katsuki are closer than meets the eye.. now he isn’t sure how to fully describe what they have. But he knows he wouldn’t give it up for anything in the world. Katsuki is special, and Katsuki is important to him. Very important..

“I have an umbrella..” Izuku speaks up finally, sliding his backpack off his shoulders. He begins to unzip it, when Katsuki scoffs.

“So? What the fuck is that gonna do??”

Izuku’s lips curl into a crooked smile as he pulls the small umbrella from his bag. He quickly zips it up again, before swinging the straps over his shoulders once more.

“Well.. I was thinking..maybe we can share it and walk home together?.. um.. we’re close enough..” his words are hesitant and unsure. He sure hopes Katsuki will agree, or at least not bite his head off for the suggestion.

The ash blonde shoots a glare Izuku’s way. He huffs in pure annoyance, as he turns his attention back toward the harsh rain fall. It isn’t too obvious, but there /is/ a light dusting of pink touching Katsuki’s cheeks and ears, as he thinks over Izuku’s request.

“Fuck.. that thing isn’t big enough for two full grown people.. but fuck it. Fine.” Katsuki nods his head, before stuffing his hands deep into his pockets. “Lets get going already, Deku. Hurry up. ”

Izuku’s face lights up in excitement and relief. To have Katsuki agree– its a miracle! With out another moment to spare, Izuku unstraps the umbrella and opens it up for the both of them to walk.

Its tiny. And its cramped. Katsuki is walking shoulder to shoulder with Izuku, and they aren’t speaking to one another… it would be too strange. It isn’t often that that they’re so close, but to their surprise it isn’t awkward. The quiet walk home is warm and comfortable, and Katsuki is secretly thanking the rain. Because its nice to be so close to Izuku.. its nice being beside the one he cherishes most.

I imagine this is pre dating. Katsuki and Deku are crushing hard on each other but too afraid to admit or act on it yet. ♡♡

Come A Little Bit Closer You’re My Type of Man

fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy 
pairing/warnings: Yondu x Reader self insert
author’s notes: this is 110% @dynamate​‘s fault 

summary: explicit Yondu x Reader. There’s a bar fight, Yondu makes a dad joke, and I stole a line from To Have and Have Not.

also on AO3

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Such a Joker (22/?)


Jim POV:

“Valeska has red hair, crazy laugh. Might be rolling with a pretty young number.” Harvey says to a suspect mentioning my daughter in the process. I clench my fist and breath deeply.

“I-I don’t know anything.” The man says scared. “You believe him?” “ Nope.” “Me neither.” “It’s the truth! But, hey, I-I can help you guys, you know, spread the word and stuff.” He says putting his hands up. 

“Valeska killed a friend of ours. Anybody hides him, anybody protects him, they go down, too, you got it? Now spread the word! Harvey yells.

I go sit at my desk and rest my head in my hands. “Ugh (y/n) what have you gotten yourself into?”

(Y/n) POV: 
Jerome, Tabatha, and I go to visit Jerome’s father. We stand in his apartment snooping when the door opens.

“Who’s there? I know someone’s there.” The old man says in his scratchy voice.

Jerome jumps and cover the mans mouth. “Hi-ya, Pops. Long time no see.” I giggle at his bad pun. “Good one baby!” “Thanks dollface.” Jerome winks at me.

We place old man in a chair tied down. “So, how you doing? Ah, the silent treatment, eh? Here, I’ll tell you a story. You remember Kansas City, Dad? The circus went through town every spring right around my birthday. There was this guy.
Him and my mom used to drink and fornicate and beat the crap out of me. They’d make a whole night out of it. And I remember one time it was my ninth birthday him and my mom had just finished round one of boozing, boning, beating up Jerome, and were deciding to take a little break. Anyway Mm. I was outside the trailer, and you were there.
And you said, “Why are you crying, Jerome?” “It’s my birthday. And my mom and the snake guy are beating me. ” then you said, “This world doesn’t care about you “or anyone else, Jerome.
Better to realize that now. ” And that was it.”

I cross my arms over Jerome’s shoulders and hug him. “Such a bad father Mr. Cicero! How could you treat such a nice boy like that?” Jerome kisses my arm. “You see, there’s this guy, Dad. He believes in me. He believes in (y/n) and I. He thinks I’m gonna be a star. And, tonight, all of Gotham will see that, too. Except for you. ‘Cause you’ll be, you know, dead.” Jerome laughs.

“Jerome” his father tries to speak. “Is this the part where you say how sorry you are? Hmm? How you should have believed in me, how it’s not too late to start again? News flash, Dad: it’s too late.” Jerome growls.

“You don’t have to do this.” I laugh throwing my head back. “No. I’m pretty sure he does.” “I was a bad father, but I did love you. To kill me for that.” Jerome rolls his eyes. “That’s not why I’m gonna kill you. Plans to Arkham Asylum. Look at these.
Ah. Letters between you and your troubled son.
Innocent at first glance, but Detective Gordon you remember him, right? he’ll feel little bumps. A secret message written in Braille between you and your son, discussing my escape. Finally, the knockout gas used to disable the orderlies.
'Cause, you see, Dad, this guy I was telling you about, he’s the one who broke me out of Arkham.
He doesn’t want anyone to know about that.
Obviously. So the police will find these letters, mmm, and they’ll think, “The blind old fool really loved his son. What a wonderful father.” Oh. There won’t be a dry eye in the house.” Jerome wipes his father’s eyes dramatically.

“They’ll never believe it.” “Ah, sure, they will.
Cops are dumb. Isn’t that right (y/n)?” “Oh the dumbest!” I laugh.

“There’s nothing to eat in this dump. Finish up and let’s go.” Tabitha says frustrated. “Sorry you’re gonna miss my big night, Dad. But, hey, you’re psychic. So, tell me, do I kill?”

“You Will be a curse upon Gotham.
Children will wake from sleeps screaming at the thought of you. Your legacy will be death and madness.”

“Ha, ha, ha. Well say hi to Mom for me.” Jerome says seconds away from stabbing the man’s brains.

“GCPD! GCPD! Mr.Cicero, it’s Detective Gordon.
We need to speak with you about your son.” Jerome motions for me to run out to the fire escape, and I listen not wanting to be caught by my dumb cop father.

Jerome POV:
Jim waddles out of the door all loopy and such. “That gas sure packs a wallop, huh?” He tries to raise his gun at me. “That’s cute.” I laugh and take his gun away only for him to place his hands around my neck. “I’m sensing anger.” I say laughing. “You killed Sarah Essen. Now I’m gonna kill you.” “Correction! Your daughter pulled that trigger! Ah she’s a good girl Gordon. Let her be free!” I laugh and point the gun at his head.

“Don’t shoot him. How about a little flesh wound?” Tabatha says kicking him in the face and knocking him cold.

(Y/n) POV:
I brush my dress down getting all the wrinkles out so it lays flat and nice against my body. “Hmm someone looks delicious!” Jerome says kissing my neck and rubbing his hands all over my sides. “Well you know. Only the best.” “Only if I could take you out of this. Oh you don’t know what I’d do.” “3 years of fucking and something new? Surprise me.” I say wrapping my arms around him and bringing his lips to mine. “Hm that comes later tonight babygirl. To celebrate our victory! Now let’s get going. Don’t want to be late baby. Can’t miss the show!” He laughs and drags me oh the door.

When we get to the banquet Jerome, Barbara and I go through the back door. “Get the magician.” I say to Babs. As the magician that is supposed to perform tonight walk through the door we tackle him and tie him up placing him in a chest.

“Thank you for filling in on such short notice.
But how did you hear our magician dropped out Mr?” “Rodolfo. Well, you know, magic.” Jerome says in his ridiculous accent. “Oh, I won’t be needing that.” Jerome says and we shut the chest.

I walk over to J and adjust his suit. “Be careful out there J. Give them the best show they’ve ever seen!” “Oh no problem there baby. Stay back here. I don’t want you getting caught.” I tug on his suit smirking. “Yes sir.”

“Without further ado, please allow me to present to you the Great Rodolfo.”

“Ha! Greetings, ladies and germs! I am indeed the Great Rodolfo. Please ogle my lovely assistant.
Ooh! For my first act, I’ll require a volunteer. Let me see. Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck goose!” Jerome points to Bruce Wayne.

Babs goes out into the crowd and brings him back. “Hello, young man. Does this handsome gentleman have a name?” “Bruce.” “Bruce! Well, Bruce, this won’t hurt a bit. Is there a doctor in the house?”

Jerome sticks one of the blades in the box along with the other one getting the audience to gasp and applauded him. “Give ‘em a wave. Some people say Bruce has a split personality. For my next illusion, I’d like to call to the stage esteemed Deputy Mayor Harrison Kane.”

From then on all hell breaks loose. Jerome kills the deputy mayor and gunfire is started along with the rest of the show because who can stop at just there? Ha! Not J.

Lee’s phone rings and Jerome picks it up. He ten looks at me and smiles. “Are you outside? You are, aren’t you? Oh, goody! I swear to God, if you’ve hurt her Breathe, James. I haven’t touched a hair on your girlfriend’s pretty head. See for yourself.
This is live television after all. The feed just came back.”

“True, but not the point. Hey, let’s talk about what I want. $47 million, a helicopter, obviously, the dry cleaning I left at Mr. Chang’s be careful, the man is a crook, your daughter and I to live happily ever after and, mm, I don’t know, a pony. Uh You got ten minutes, or I start killing people. Remember, this is being broadcast to every home in Gotham, so, you know, don’t let people die. Bye.” Jerome laughs into the phone and hangs up. “I think that went well.” “Enough! You need to pack up your pathetic little sideshow and leave.” Glavan says walking up to the stage. “Is that right?” Jerome asks with a sexy smirk. “It may be presumptuous to speak for all the citizens of Gotham. But we are sick of you! You’re a small, vicious man with a pathetic need for attention. Enough, man. For God’s sakes, enough.” “I’m curious what your leverage is here, Mr ?” Theo Galavan” “Well, Mr.
Theo Galavan, if you don’t sit down, uh, I’m going to shoot you. In the face.” I know there is some human decency left in you.
you said something about living happily ever after? If you need to take a hostage, take me. But let these people go home to their families, to their children.” Babs hits him over the head knocking him out. “Boring.” “Right?”

Jerome continues to play around with people making me laugh harder behind the curtains. “Hold very still. Oh. I can’t look. Someone tell me how it turns out.” He placed his hand over his eyes and pulls the trigger to the gun only for water to come out. “Damn! Turn around.”

Jerome turns the man around and shoots the Apple off his head. “Well, clap!” Jerome says and immediately the crowd begins to clap.

“Well I think it’s time for tonight’s first official victim, you all know and love, poor rich boy, parents murdered in an alley, and my favorite volunteer.
Where is Bruce Wayne?! You know I’m an orphan, too, Bruce.I killed my parents though. Where are you hiding? Bruce! Where are you, buddy? Kill his butler.”

They get rich boys butler all roughed up. “Last chance, Bruce, but it’s about to get very butler brain out here.”

“I’m bored.” Babs says rolling her eye. “Shoot the butler.” “Stop!” Bruce yells as he steps out.

Jerome places the blade against Bruce’s neck. “Seems like we got ourselves a pickle. What do you say, Brucey boy? Want to boost our ratings, huh? Smile.”

Galavan get up and stride to Jerome. “I said, enough!” Jerome turns around. It all happens so fast. A knife is plunged into my jokersters neck.
“NO!” I scream and run over to him. I fall to my knees beside him while blood spills from his neck and mouth. “Jerome. No. I love you!” I sob over him. “Doll face no tears. Smile. I want to see that beautiful smile.” He places his hand on my cheek and wipes my tears. Seconds. In seconds the light leaves his eyes and his skin grows cold. “No! No! You bastard!” I scream at Galavan.

Jerome’s body is moved out and transferred to the morgue while I am put on expected trial for murder and being insane.

Luckily my father doesn’t have that type of stomach for his own blood. He can’t send me to Arkham. He can’t even send me to a jail cell. That’s why I’ve been sitting in my room for over the past week. Barely eating. Barely breathing.

A knock on my door is heard and second later it’s opened. “Hey sweetie. I got some food if you want it. I know you don’t want to but you need to (y/n). Please for me.” My dad sits on the end of the bed and rubs my calf setting to food on the table.

“I’ll do anything honey. Just say it.” I wipe my eyes and roll over to face him. “I just need time. I need to think. Clear my mind. I need distraction.” “I can get you a job. A job is a great distraction!” “In time daddy. I’ll be ready.” I say flipping on my side again. “Of course (y/n). I’m sorry you’re feeling so low.”

“Daddy wait.” “Yes?” I get up and hug him. “Please don’t send me away.” I say crying into his chest. “Never again. Never.” My father kisses my head crying with me.

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Originally posted by mi-soledad-me-esta-matando

Requested imagine 36 • Monty

Could you write Montgomery x reader’s first fight? Really angst please x

“How was detention?” You ask your boyfriend Monty, with poison in your voice as he walked towards you in the parking lot “nothing special” he muttered knowing that you were pissed off “look at me!” You demand and his head shoots up “pull another stunt like that again and we’re over, Montgomery. I’m serious! I’m sick of your shit” you tell him and he laughs “you’re going to break up with me because I stuck up for you?” He asked getting a little too close “stuck up for me? You nearly put alex in hospital!”, all monty does is laugh. You shake your head in disbelief and get in your car, driving away without him.

You lay on your bed crying as you thought over what had happened in your head, Monty had been calling you but you were ignoring him, if he wanted to make it up to you he better god damn beg! You must have drifted off to sleep because suddenly you were woken up by crashing, you got up and opened your bedroom door to see Monty picking up a lamp he’d knocked over, he stared in horror at your parents room not realising you were watching “I’m home alone dumbass” you say making him jump “y/n! Don’t do that!!” He hissed “um you’re the one breaking into my house in the night” you say walking back into your room “yeah but it’s fine because you’re my girl” he says following you “I’m no ones girl Monty, you treated me like shit earlier and you don’t deserve me” you state, watching his face fall “I’m sorry. I just didn’t understand why you thought I’d done anything wrong, I was doing it for you” this time all you could do was laugh “Monty if we’re going to be together I don’t want to only see you in a prison” you say and he nods “that’ll never happen, I promise” he states grabbing your hand “prove it” you whisper, he looks at you confused “show me that you don’t have to be violent, a month, no fighting then I might believe you” you tell him and he nods with glassy eyes “anything for you princess” he says and kisses your forehead. You both lay down and fall asleep together, cuddling.

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anonymous asked:

Apodyopis for Tony in Tony's pov😍

A/N: Hey, Kat here, as to how the reader is Cap’s sister, idk use your imagination… I was thinking maybe she volunteered for the first cryofreeze experiment or something?

Apodyopsis - the act of mentally undressing someone

Tony’s pov:

He hadn’t slept in days. Every time he closed his eyes, memories of New York flood his mind - the wormhole, the battle, it all felt like it happened yesterday, playing his dream, making sleep impossible. He thought it was getting better, it was never this bad with the team around, unfortunately, Clint was at home, Natasha and Cap were on a mission, and everyone else was busy with work. So for now, it was just Tony, alone with his thoughts and self-destructive tendencies. Perfect.

He was running on a dangerous combination of coffee and assorted candies, the haze his mind was in was similar to a drunken stupor (of which, he had had many). This wouldn’t stop him from working though. He sat in his lab, tinkering with the latest modifications to his suit, when his eyes began to blur. He reached forward to grab the table in front of him for support. His heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest, each beat slow, but pumping in his chest so hard he swore he was being hit by a ton of bricks.

“Jarvis-” he tried to call out to his AI, but his voice came out as a breathless moan. He couldn’t seem to catch his breath, the air stuck in his throat. The room began to spin and the grip he had on the table bid little to balance him, causing him to tumble to the floor. He clawed at the fabric of his shirt, feeling like it was restricting his breathing even more, heating his skin like an oven. He rolled onto his stomach, pressing his cheek to the cold tile floor.

He didn’t know how long he stayed like that before he felt himself being pulled off of the floor. Barely aware to what was happening, he registered that someone had slung his arm over their shoulder and held him to their chest as they dragged him from the floor. Slowly the world came back into focus for a moment, long enough for him to make out your face hovering over his, the fear in your eyes evident, mixed with concern. He couldn’t help but think of how beautiful you looked. And then… it was black.

You were the definition of “too beautiful,” no one stood a chance when it came to you. And for Tony, he was down for the count the moment you flashed him that dazzling smile. When Cap said his sister would be coming to stay with them, he would have never imagined something like this happening. With the kind of money and power he had, he could have any woman in the world. Unfortunately, the girl he wanted most was the one he could never have. Her intelligent eyes pierced his soul, and her statuesque build haunted his dreams. Like he said, “too beautiful.”

And now, she was there, in front of him wearing his bath robe that was too big for her, smiling that smile that made his heart flutter.

“Hey (Y/N), what are you doing here?” Tony asked flashing you a charming smile and a wink, like he always did. And like you always did, you smiled back, shaking your head, shrugging off his flirtations. But something was different, instead of shooting back a witty comment like normal, you took a step closer to him biting your lip eyeing him up and down.

“I’m here for you, Tony.” His stomach did a summersault. He looked you over, noticing how low the robe hung on your chest, he could see the lace of your bra against your skin. He swallowed thickly his mind feeling like it was moving slowly, watching as your hands pulled at the knot holding the robe closed.

“W-” he coughed to clear is throat “what do you mean?” God, how could she have this kind of affect on him? He felt like a teenager, a stuttering mess. You chuckled lightly as you came closer, the robe falling open. He tried to keep his eyes trained on your face as you now stood directly in front of him, letting the robe fall from your shoulders, exposing the lingerie underneath. You leaned forward grazing your lips along his cheek until you came to his ear, placing a small kiss on the smooth skin beside his jaw.

“I think you know what I mean, Tony.” You whispered. Chills ran up Tony’s spine as you took his earlobe between your teeth. He closed his eyes to keep from moaning. You placed both hands on his shoulders, lowering yourself down to straddle his hips, his hands automatically going to your waist, his fingers running over the silky material of your lingerie. He relished the feeling of your body pressed against his, your skin hot under his hands, your lips trailing kisses down his jaw, your fingers taking through his hair.

It was like a dream come true.


He had wanted you for so long, and now…

Beep… beep

He would never let you go.

Beep… beep… beep…

Tony’s eyes opened to a harsh light stinging his eyes. Blinking quickly trying to allow his eyes to adjust, he listened to the beeping of the heart monitor he must be connected to, he tried to sit up only to be roughly pushed back down by a small hand on his chest.

“What the hell were you thinking Stark? You should have called me for help!” He would recognize that voice anywhere. Sighing heavily, Tony blinked against the light to look at you glaring angrily down at him, a small smile pulled at his lips.

“Morning (Y/N), I was just having the most wonderful dream.” As you looked down as this self-destructive super hero, smiling up at you, like you were the world. The anger melted from your face. You shook your head, smiling despite the tears that now threatened to spill over your cheeks. Tony gazed up at you, seeing the worry and fear mixed in your eyes, he brought his hand up stroking his fingers gently over your cheek.

“Don’t worry, this is better than a dream anyway.” He whispered. Feeling a cold tear fall from your eye onto his outstretched hand, he couldn’t help but smile brighter. There was hope after all.

tangled up (in your atmosphere) (jane/kurt fanfic)

summary: “i’m not very good at sharing”

rating: M

A/N: oh look, more fluffy Jeller smut. I just can’t seem to help myself with these two.

This is a continuation of in your atmosphere and part of my what i never knew i always wanted universe. I figured if I was going to write about jane and kurt deciding to have a baby, I should write some of the babymaking, too…

tangled up (in your atmosphere)

Jane smiled as she entered their bedroom and saw Kurt still fast asleep. She’d managed to untangle herself from him earlier this morning without waking him, slipping out of bed as the sun rose to head down to the water for a swim.

She wasn’t surprised that he was still sleeping now. He’d been up early the day before, running around to get everything organized for their surprise trip to the lake while she’d slept.

And then they had tired each other out last night, spending the night wrapped up with each other, making love, trying to conceive the baby they had decided they wanted.

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anonymous asked:

91."Tell me you need me" V ( BTS). Angst.

Note: Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you like it and feel free to request more!

Drabble Challenge Prompts

91. Tell me you need me

Things had been bad for a while. You two fought all the time, could hardly stand each other’s presence, and took every opportunity to not be around each other.

You and Taehyung and been together for three years, and most of the time it was great. He was great. He was romantic, sweet, loving, funny, adventurous, everything you could wish for. He always made time for you and made you feel special. But all of the changed in the last six months. You don’t know why. Maybe it was because you two had been away from each other for too long, maybe it was something else. Whatever the case, you both took ever chance you could to pick a fight with one another.

It was taking its toll on you. You still loved him but you could no longer see a future with him. You know you need need to get out of the relationship, but he’s so familiar. It took you forever to work up the courage to confront him about what’s been going on.

You wait at the dining table, scrolling through Twitter to pass the time. When the door finally opens, your head shoots up. Taehyung walks in and kicks off his shoes, then makes his way to the kitchen.

Ignoring you completely.

You sigh and call out, “Taehyung?”

You hear a groan and he walks back out of the kitchen. “What?”

“We need to talk.”

“Can’t this wait?”

“No,” you say firmly. “No this cannot wait. This needs to be addressed now.”

“Lord knows you won’t stop nagging me until we talk so fine. We’re talking. What is it?”

“This, this is exactly what I’m talking about. What happened to us Taehyung? We used to love each other, treasure each other, hell just treat each other like civil human beings! You’re rude to me, you talk down to me, we never talk, you act as if you hate me! And for some unknown reason I put up with it, and dish it right back. And you put up with it! Why are we doing this?”

He’s silent for a few moments before answering quietly, “I don’t know.”

“This isn’t healthy. We can’t continue this. There’s nothing left for us in this relationship.”

“What are you trying to say? You want to break up?” He looks horrified.

You swallow the lump in your throat.

“I think that would be best.”

“Three years! Three years I’ve dedicated to you! I’ve been nothing but faithful and given you everything you’ve ever wanted!”

“Our relationship isn’t healthy anymore Taehyung! All we do is fight or avoid each other! This can’t continue. There’s nothing left for us.” You stand up and grab your suitcase that you had packed earlier. “I’ll be back within the next week or so to get the rest of my stuff.”

“Where are you going to go? I’m all you have!”

“Shockingly, I have friends that are willing to take me in for a little while.” You begin to walk through the door.

“(Y/N), don’t do this…please.” You turn back to face him. The broken look on his face almost gets you to budge.

“You don’t want me anymore Taehyung.”

“Yes I do!” He protest.

“Look me in the eye and tell me you want me, tell me that you still want to do this.” You say, your voice cracking slightly. “Look me in the eye. Tell me you need me.” He says nothing. You turn around and open the door. “Goodbye Taehyung.”

And just like that you walk out of his life, leaving him out of yours.

Shifter / Part IV

Summary: Reader, as a child, was one of HYDRA’s experiments, which resulted in her being able to shapeshift into other people. Living and working with the Avengers after being rescued by them, the Reader becomes ill as the ‘Civil War’ starts, and Steve trusts Tony to take care of her. So how does she react when Tony recruits a new member the same age as her? And what happens when she gets sent away?

Author’s note: IM SO EXCITED FOR THIS PART. I’ve been planning this since the start and i’m SO EXCITED!!! also, i absolutely freaking LOVE writing Dad!Tony and Dad!Steve. It’s so much fun. Also – this is my favorite piece i’ve ever written?? I’m so, so proud of it. Wow.
P.P.S. Don’t forget to leave feedback!!!!! 

Warning: Angsty talks, mentions of death, flUFFY AF

|| Part One || Part Two || Part Three || Part Four || Part Five || Coming soon!

Peter Parker x Reader

What? No, I’m not going to just leave you guys to–” You say, defiantly, but Tony cuts you off. “C’mon, kiddo – We still haven’t dealt with the Accords, and I need to work out the serum. You’d be a lot safer away from here. Just until we’ve figured this out.” You still aren’t entirely okay with the idea, but you know Tony won’t give up on this – he’ll send you away while you’re asleep if he has to. “Fine.” You mutter, short and clipped, and he sighs, leaning back into his chair. “Thank you.” He stands up, about to leave, when you realize something. “Where am I going?” You ask, and he spins around with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Queens.” He says, smirking, before he leaves the room, leaving you alone with a confused look on your face.

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