A/n: Ya girl finally wrote a Peter Parker x reader fic. It cute. And fluffy. But also I’m very tired so it might be shit and cliche whoops. I don’t even know, guys, enjoy? I guess?? (What do I usually write here wtf is this??)
You were sat on the floor in front of the coffee table, your forehead pressed against the open pages of a textbook, eyes squeezed shut. Chip packets were scattered around you, along with a half-eaten bag of marshmallows and 2 empty coffee mugs as the Tv played re-runs of that 70’s show on mute. When Peter walked through the front door, you didn’t bother to move from your position.
“What are you doing?” Peter’s voice filled the silent room and your eyes flickered open, your face still pressed against the cool pages of your textbook.
“Studying.” The words were slightly muffled, but they fell from your mouth in an almost-groan as you thought back to the exam you were supposed to be sitting tomorrow. It was almost 11 o’clock, and you had taken over the lounge in your house – your family had gone on a vacation for the long weekend, but you decided to stay behind so you could study.
“Really? How’s that going for you?” he asked with a chuckle, moving to turn off the tv and flick on the light above you. He dropped his backpack down beside the couch and placed his hands on his hips, looking down at you with a smirk.
You furrowed your eyebrows against the paper, still refusing to move your head. “Yeah, I actually feel like I’m learning a lot.”
The smile framing his baby face hadn’t left all day.
And it was because of her.
How had he managed to score a date with her, of all people. Her. She made him so happy, and she didn’t even try.
Peter was awkward, so awkward he had trouble answering questions in class. What made him so appealing to her? However, it wasn’t a shock that she’d caught his eye.
She was everything.
The perfect girl. She was smart, and independent. She never took anybody’s shit. And she was beautiful. He loved her eyes. Her eyes reminded him of every thing right in this world. Of every thing good, and just.
She was everything. Everything.
“Parker?”
She was there, beside him, that smile cheesing straight at him. She was there. So close that he could tilt his head and smell the strawberry shampoo in her hair. Oh god, he thought, she’s actually here.
He smiled, shy, a tight lipped one, trying to control that overwhelming feeling of happiness inside of him. And oh gosh, she’s here.
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Day Twenty-four
Here they were again. Together, crisp, cool air of autumn blowing through the cracked window in her living room. The warm material of her leg seeping through her leggings and over to his own leg, warming his whole body.
How did he tell her how much he loved this?
“Peter!”
He grinned, and glanced down, her hand gripping his arm, eyes trained on the television, the scene happening in front of her obviously an entertaining one.
God, you’re pretty.
His hand reached down, biting his lip, fingers reaching for the unoccupied hand that was clenching his forearm tighter, itching to feel her palm against his.
The edge of his fingertips skimmed hers, and her gaze snapped down, then up to his.
“Were you…were you trying to hold my hand?” She smiled, clearly amused.
His eyes widened, like a deer caught in headlights. “What? N-No! I was reaching for the, uh – popcorn!” Her amused glare gestured to the empty popcorn bowl. He felt his cheeks begin to burn, his face resembling that of a burnt tomato.
“You’re cute”, she mumbled. What should he do? Should he lay down? Pray? Scream? He looked distressed, like he couldn’t decide what to think.
He felt her slide the palm of her hand over his, fingers crossed between his own. He smiled, a big, dorky, boyish smile.
Peter obliterated.
Day Thirty-Nine
He hadn’t kissed his everything yet.
Peter thinks that it’s partially his fault, because of how nervous and giddy he got around her, he forgot to kiss the lips he’d been waiting to kiss.
He could kiss her now.
As she was hovered over a couple text books, hair pushed out of her face. One of his punny tee shirts sagging on her figure because of how much taller he was than her.
She’s so cute.
Peter thought about kissing her all the time. But he never took the risk.
So that’s what he did.
He sat up, feet nearly drowned out by sweatpants his aunt had bought way too big padding across the floor, over to her place on his carpeted floor. She looked up at him with an angelic smile right as he bent down, grabbed her face, and pulled her lips to hers.
She was shocked, he could tell. He could tell her eyes were still open wide, and she wasn’t kissing him back. Oh god, he thought. Did I move too fast? But then her lips started moving against his, her hands combing into his hair, clinging onto him.
He smiled into the kiss, and when they both pulled away, he heard her speak.
“Wow.”
He chuckled, and pressed a few more kisses to her lips. “Yeah”, he agreed, “Wow.”
His everything was wow.
Day Fourty-Four
She was his light.
He thinks he realised this on their third date.
She was glowing, cheekbones swelling with happiness, eyes shining with him in their irises, that smile staring back at him, the feeling of her with him making him feel like the best thing, the only thing that mattered.
She was the only thing that mattered.
“Have I told you recently how painfully beautiful you are?” She flushed at his words.
“No”, she spoke, soft voice coming into the loudness around them, “care to remind me?”
He pulled her closer, a boost of confidence shooting through his veins. “You’re…” He strugged to find the right words to describe her, to describe his everything.
“You’re the sun”, he murmured, “you’re the universe. My own personal little ray of sunshine.”
She reached for the mug of hot cocoa on the diner table, wanting the sweet drink to hide her even sweeter smile.
That smile made everything worth it.
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Day Sixty-Three
He lived for her.
He was positive he was one of the strongest teenagers in the world, and nothing could bring him to his knees like she could.
Everything was perfect.
She was perfect.
Peter looked forward to the kisses on the cheek he would get every morning, followed by her timid voice speaking out a small, “Good morning, Peter.” He got used to afternoons spent at the cafe on 31st drinking hot chocolate and watching the way the wind flushed her cheeks for her.
He got used to her.
She was truly becoming everything.
He never went a day without seeing her, without seeing one of the only things that kept him whole. With his happiness, with his everything.
When he started disappearing during school and cancelling their dates, he knew she was hurt. And god, it broke him. He didn’t like seeing her upset, it was his job to cheer her up, to make her smile shine bright everyday.
She was headstrong, though, and Peter knew she would end up confronting him.
So when she did, he wasn’t really surprised.
Why didn’t he just tell her? As she stood there, a look of pure hurt framing her features, he was lost in thought. He trusted her, he trusted her with his life. So why not trust her with his biggest secret?
“-and it really sucks, Parker, because I really like yo-”
“I’m Spider-Man.”
That made her go silent, eyes widening. “What?” She seemed to think it over before she spoke again. “Why wouldn’t you tell me?” That made Peter chuckle.
“Because I…I never planned on you. I already put everyone I love in danger if they know, I wouldn’t…I didn’t want you to be taken away from me.” He glanced down, a humourless chuckle falling from his lips.
“And after all the broken bones and bruised fists, tussles with bad guys wrecking havoc on the world, who would’ve thought that my hardest fight would be you?” The feeling of hands grasping his made a smile dance on his lips.
“Peter…I know, okay? But pushing me away isn’t going to do anything, it’s just going to make me want you more.” She gave him a small grin. “It’s not going to do anything to lessen my adoration for you.”
She was everything.
Day Ninety-Nine
Without her, he was nothing.
Peter Parker had been searching for ways to tell her, tell his sunshine, his darling, his everything, that he loved her. Peter had never said the “L Word” to anyone. But then again he had never felt this strongly for anyone else.
“Be careful”, she mumbled, watching as he pressed the emblem on the middle of his chest to make the spandex material to fit his build.
“I always am.”
“False. That is a lie, Parker.”
“Well…I always come back to you, don’t I?”
He saw her chest rise and fall with a sigh. “I worry about you.”
“As you should”, he joked, “concern is expected when your beloved and courageous so puts himself in danger.” He knew that did nothing to get rid of her worry, and he grabbed her hand in a soothing gesture.
“Hey”, he called softly, comfortingly, “I’ll be careful, okay? I promise.” He left a quick kiss on her knuckles before he let their hands disconnect, and he shot her a wink and his infamous dazzling grin, before he pulled the mask over his head, and swung away from the brick building.
As Peter worked his arms in the air, the familiar sound of webshooters in his ears, he wondered how he’d tell her. Would he make a big grand gesture? Would he whisper it in her ear when he saw her in the halls the next morning?
What would he do?
How was he going to express his love to his everything?
Day One Hundred
His everything was in front of him.
Now was his chance.
“Ow!”, he winced, hands shooting uo to grasp her own, that were dabbing disinfectant onto the scrapes and cuts dotting his chest. “That hurt.”
She confessed a sorry from her sweet lips, eyes wide with concern. “Maybe if you were careful like you promised”, she chided, and she meant it in a teasing way, but their was warning behind her words.
“Yeah, yeah”, he said.
“I’m serious, Peter. What if one day you don’t come back?” She swallowed, and let out a shaky breath. “I’m always so scared that one day you won’t come back. A-And I’m gonna have to find out on the news that you’re just…gone, and then I wouldn’t know what to do, or…I wouldn’t be able to live-”
“I love you”, he rushed out. She paused, lips parted, shaping around a word she was interrupted in saying.
His shoulders raised in a half hearted shrug, and he smiled. How could he not fall in love with the one person that made Peter Parker feel like Peter Parker? “Duh”, he mumbled jokingly.
“Why?”
He frowned, not liking the way she was staring at him like he’d made the biggest mistake in the world. Maybe I did, he thought, maybe she’s going to destroy me. But he wouldn’t want to be destroyed by anyone else, now would he?
“Because you’re you. You’re Y/N. You can’t whistle, or multi-task. You peel the crust off of the side of the sandwich you take the first bite out of, but you eat the rest of the crust just fine. You like the smell of rain. You watch Supernatural like it’s a lifestyle-”
“It is a lifestyle-”
“You’re you, Y/N, and I fell in love with you!” Peter’s chest was heaving, the word vomit he just suffered taking a toll on him. “I love you.” She looked down at her sock clad feet, and when she looked back up, he saw everything.
She didn’t need to say anything for him to tell that she felt the same.
Maybe she’s going to destroy me, he thought again, maybe she’s going to destroy me in the best way.
His everything loved him back.
Day One Hundred and Twenty-Six
How had he managed to have everything?
He loved the way the lights in the gym, blue and gold and white, reflected off her skin, off of the dress she wore, the dress she looked so beautiful in, so everything.
He loved the way she smiled at him from across the room, the chatter of students and the boom of music from speakers nothing compared to his heart beating when he saw her.
He loved her.
Fuck, he loved her so much.
He admired her as she laughed at something Michelle said, ears catching the change of a fast paced song with absolutely no way in deciphering the lyrics to a slow one, calming and soft.
And he was off, walking across the gym to her, looking at her, starstruck. “Mind if I steal her away for a minute?” Michelle raised her hands, dismissing it as she turned to grab more punch, which was most likely spiked.
Peter took her hand, and tugged her with him, to the middle of the floor. “May I have this dance?” She giggled, and he was estatic that he was the cause.
“I can’t dance!”
“Well neither can I.” A lie. Peter had begged Aunt May to teach him how to dance, since he’d forgotten since the last homecoming dance. At least he’d get to enjoy this one.
“Peter”, she whined. He smiled, and placed both hands on her waist, lifting her slightly, laughing at the squeal that left her, and setting her down on his feet. He guided one of her hands to his shoulder, and the other he held in his own.
Peter began to sway back and forth, and a content sigh left him. “I love you”, she confessed, pressing a kiss to his cheek. She kept her eyes on him, fingers digging gently into the material of his suit.
“I love you.” Her nose crinkled.
“You never say ‘I love you too’”, she said, “why?”
He paused before answering. “Saying ‘I love you too’ makes it seem like I only love you when you love me. And I don’t, I love you all the time.”
“Take me away”, she blurted.
Peter Parker was happy to do that. He took her back to the very top of the building, where the stars almost shined brighter than her smile, but not quite. He guided her near the edge, where they looked down at the entire town, on top of the world.
His hands were shaking, reaching back into his pocket to pull out a little velvet box. “Y-Y/N?” He sank down to one knee, and god, she had finally brought him down to his knees for good.
She turned, and backed up a little, and he felt his heart jump, greatful that there was a rail to hold her up. “Peter?” She let out a breath.
“I-I’m not proposing, not yet at least, Mr. Stark only pays me n-nine bucks an hour, b-but-”, he wet his lips, and closed his eyes, “this is a promise ring…a-and I’m not good at speaches, so…I uh…” He took the ring out, the small ruby resting on it, that flinted snd flirted with their eyes, something for his everything.
He held his hand out, and waited.
She reached her own shaking limb out, and allowed him to slide the jewelry onto her finger. She laughed, that laugh lifting a weight off of his chest.
How had he managed to have everything?
How had he managed to have her everything?
God, he loved her.
“You’re like my oxygen, and I can’t live without oxygen.” He spoke with hesitant words, shaky and final.
“You’re my everything”, he spoke, “and I can’t live without my everything.”
laying in his bed with his right arm around you, your head placed in the crook of his neck
him smiling softly as he feels your warm breath on his neck as a reminder that you’re really there with him, it’s not just his imagination playing tricks on him
him hugging you tighter and tighter as time goes by
leaving small kisses on the soft skin of his neck every now and then
putting your hand on his chest
him holding your hand with his left hand
feeling his chest vibrate from laughing at your jokes
him gently playing with your hair without even realizing it
talking about random geeky stuff
talking mostly about space and aliens
“when i was 10, i swear i saw an ufo”
x-men playing in the background
“jean grey is so hot”
“y/n ….”
“aww don’t be jealous, spiderboy, i’m in love with you, not her”
him mumbling “it’s spiderman”
blushing every time his hand “accidentally” brushes your boob
“y/n, get up, i’m hungry”
“but i’m comfyyyyyyyyyyy”
him getting food from the kitchen with you hanging from his neck like a koala bear
his hand slowly rubbing your back
him kissing your forehead every now and then
“peter, what would you do if i had arachnophobia?”
falling asleep to the beat of his heart”
aunt may taking cute pictures of you sleep-cuddling
Summary: Peter goes to Stark Tower with his class which includes you, his crush, for a field trip. The avengers knew about his crush, and Peter knew that they would tease him in front of you for it. Especially Tony
A/N: This is my submission for @upsidedownparker‘s 5K writing challenge. Congratulations on your amazing achievement, and I hope you like this!!
Prompt: “Give me a reason to not turn around and leave.”
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Peter is doomed. He watched with dread as Niki, one of Mr. Stark’s intern walked towards his group. His classmates were all amazed by the hustle and bustle of Stark Tower. Peter on the other hand, was the opposite.
He really, really didn’t want to be here. He had even considered fleeing. But, the field trip to Stark Tower, which is now the Avenger’s tower, is an essential for passing the grade. Which Peter thought, is downright ridiculous.
Don’t get him wrong. He loves being at the tower. But being here with all his classmates is a completely different thing. Plu, the fact that you’re also here makes everything worse. He’s pretty sure Mr. Stark and the other avengers knew about his crush on you, and would embarass him if they saw him.
“Hello Midtown, my name is Niki Nolan and I will be your tour guide for today!” She announced, catching everyone’s attention.
Peter tried to hide behind you and Ned as Niki scanned the group, but recognition lit up on her face when her eyes found Peter.
“Oh hey, Peter! Didn’t expect to see you here,” Niki smiled. All his classmates, turned to look at him.
“Uh h-hey,” Peter stuttered and gave a small awkward wave.
“You know Peter?” Flash asked, still not believing about Peter’s stark internship.
“Yes, of course! He had helped me several times in the lab. He’s quite the little genius,” She answered, sending a smile Peter’s way.
Everyone was surprised by this. Except you and Ned of course, and maybe Michelle too judging by the unimpressed look on her face.
You giggled when Peter blushed under everyone’s attention. Niki who finally noticed Peter’s embarassment, sent him an apologetic look before signalling everyone to follow her to the elevator.
“We’re going to visit Dr. Banner in his personal lab today. His lab is located on the avenger’s private floors, and next to Tony Stark’s personal lab.” Niki pressed the elevator button, and continues to talk.
“You should probably not get you hopes up. Mr. Stark is in meeting right now.” A few student’s face fell in slight dissapointment. Niki who noticed this immediately adds.
“But we’re going to pass the training rooms on the way there. So if you’re lucky, you could probably see an avenger training.”
Everyone cheered, even Mr. Harrington seems to be excited to see the avengers.
“Give me a reason to not turn around an leave,” Peter groaned when the elevator dinged and students starts filing in.
“I can give you three,” You said, gesturing to Flash who’s telling with his friends that Peter probably paid Niki to say things.
“You can prove Flash that you do ‘intern’ here, plus you have to do this to pass the grade, and well… . I like it better if you’re here,” You shrugged sheepishly then pushing the blushing Peter into the elevator.
When the elevator closed, a female robotic voice sounded startling several people.
“Good morning Peter and, if I’m not mistaken, Ned Leeds and Y/N L/N. Would you like me to notify Boss that you’re here?”
“No!” Peter almost yelled, earning a few looks from his classmate. Clearing his throat, he tried again. “U-uh no thank you Friday. I’m on a tour.”
“Alright Peter. Have fun.”
Peter sighed in relief when the A.I’s voice had shut down. At least this proves that he’s not lying about his internship.
He glanced to his right and met your eye. You raised an eyebrow at the fact that Friday knows your name, and Peter bit his lip.
“Uh, I told Friday once that you guys are my best friend,” Peter lied. He certainly talked about you more than once, which Friday must’ve heard, to Mr. Stark. You don’t need to know that though.
The elevator opened to big glass doors and a huge room with all sorts of hurdles and weapons. Wanda, is the only avenger there but that doesn’t stop everyone from freaking out.
“Oh my God, it’s Scarlett Witch!” Someone yelled making Wanda turn to look their way.
She starts walking to them, a smile on his face which grew into a grin when she spotted Peter.
“Hello. You must be Peter’s friends.” Wanda greeted warmly. Without missing a beat, everyone quickly nodded. Even Flash.
“Wanda, do you mind to show them what you can do?” Niki asked.
“No, of course not,” Wanda replied, a tiny smirk pulling at her lips while her eyes flickered between you and Peter.
This is not good.
Peter’s spidey sense tingled, but he couldn’t run from Wanda’s force that pulled him to the right and into your arms which was ready to catch him.
Peter looked up at you wide eyes from his position in your arms to see you laughing along with everyone. His cheeks burned red at your close proximity then quickly scrambled to his feet.
He glared at Wanda who’s snickering with amusement.
“Okay, we need to move now. Say thank you to Wanda.”
Everyone chimed their thank you and waved at Wanda then followed Niki along a hallway.
“Now we’re going to meet Dr. Bruce Banner. You can ask him questions if you want to.”
Niki opened the huge door to the lab and ushered everyone in.
“Hello everyone,” Bruce smiled, a tiny bit awkward from the students astonished stares. “I’m Bruce Banner. This is my personal lab where I do my researches, experiments, and invent. You guys can look around and ask me questions. Please don’t touch anything. It could be dangerous.”
They didn’t need to be told twice.
Everyone is instantly scaterred, wandering around the room, and marvelling at inventions.
“Where does this door leads to?” Cindy asked, pointing at the door.
“Oh, that’s Peter’s lab.”
“What?!” Flash yelled, not believing his ears.
“Can we see it?” Cindy asked, and everyone else followed in agreement.
“Uhhh, one second,” Peter said then rushed into his lab before opening the door back to let his classmates in.
Bruce followed and frowned when he scanned the room.
“Peter, where are all the pictures of you and Y/N that you have here?”
“Bruce!”
***
Peter exhaled in relief when they made it back to the elevator. It was not so bad. You didn’t find the pictures thing weird, since you guys are best friends after all. And most of all, they didn’t meet Tony.
It’s a little bit too fast to say that. Because when the elevator door open, Tony Stark is there standing with his award winning smile.
“Holy sh- crap! It’s Tony Stark,” Ned breathed, flabbergasted by the sight of the billionaire.
“Hi, Ned.”
“He knows my name!” Ned yelled, turning to Peter, his jaw still hanging open. At that moment, Niki told everyone to step out of the elevator since they all seem to have forgotten to do so.
“Nobody told me that Peter’s class is here. I would’ve been happy to your be tour guide rather than be in that boring meeting.”
Peter sees the way Tony’s eyes scoured the group then finally settled on you.
“You’re Y/N, right? The girl Peter never stops rambling about. He has a crush on you. Do you know that?”
Peter facepalmed. This could not be happening. He kept his hands on his face to cover his eyes from seeing your reaction. His face must’ve matched the bright red of his spidey suit by now.
“Yes, I’m Y/N. And, um. . no?”
Peter shuffled closer to you, but he didn’t dare to look at you, not wanting to see the rejection. He stared at his feet instead and fiddles with the end of his t-shirt. “I’m sorry Y/N. This is why I dreaded coming here.”
“What? Peter, I’m glad Mr. Stark told me.” You said, and smiled softly when Peter finally meets your eye. “Because actually, I like you too.”
You landed a peck on Peter’s cheek, smiling sheepishly, feeling the heat creeping up your neck. Peter’s eyes widen in surprise and the corner of his lips tugged into an embarassed, but lovesick grin.
Ned was almost screaming in excitement, and Peter’s classmates where all whooping and cheering. Even Michelle couldn’t hide her smile this time.
Peter trailed his eyes back to Mr. Stark who’s watching silently with a smug look.
Therefor! we need to see, Tom Holland, playing Peter Parker, holding a puppy.
It will be the ultimate softness and none of us will survive, but oh, it’ll be worth it. (The only way this scenario could be even softer is if he’s wearing a sweater too)
Summary: (Y/n) draws on Peter’s arm while in class. Fluff!!
The end of the school year was quickly approaching, so naturally, everyone was losing focus. Finals were coming up and each class was studying review to prepare. (Y/n) didn’t see the point of spending all the time to study in an annoying class where no one could really focus. What kind of teacher doesn’t allow headphones?
(Y/n)’s boyfriend, Peter, on the other hand, was jotting down notes. His eyebrows slightly furrowed looking over the small handwriting on the green paper allowed for exams. (Y/n) reminded him often that he was one of the smartest students in class and he shouldn’t stress over it, yet he still did. It was very cute in her opinion.
She grabbed a pen, tapping it boredily on the table. Sighing loudly, she laid her head on her arm, making Peter briefly smile at her.
“Is my despair amusing to you, Parker?”
“Only a little, love. You should probably study, or at least pay attention.” He poked her cheek.
(Y/n) kept tapping her blue pen until a glorious idea popped into her head. She started to inch her hand towards Peter’s arm, carefully watching his focused face. Once she was close enough, she started to doodle on his arm. First drawing, a cute spider. And what’s a spider without a home? So a nice web to go along with it. Carefully, she drew a sunflower.
And to everyone saying how he never got to celebrate his 17th birthday, you are very wrong,
You see, Peter mentioned being bummed he would miss his small cake and movie marathon with May & Ned this year for his birthday, it was their tradition.
So all the heroes in the soul stone with him (because he’s the sweetest sugarplum who excitedly talked to all of them) sung happy birthday to him, a few trying to devise a present. (Quill still had some candy in his pocket he reluctantly gave, Bucky & Sam told him Cap stories, Wanda made a magic lightshow,) And Peter, though lost, and far from home, was still so happy and loved he cried
SUPER SHY. This boy thinks the world of you and heaven forbid he do something to mess up your friendship. Y’all had been friends for about six or so months before he began to fall for you.
Yeah it wasn’t love at first sight. You two met at when you saw him change into his Spider-Man uniform when you were walking home from school. It was an accident and luckily he was nice enough to ask you not to tell anyone and you agreed because it had to be hard for him.
You guys bonded over comic books and gymnastics surprisingly. He wanted some help with moves to help him fight and you were more than happy to help.
When he started to fall for you, he was watching you warm up for your training session with him. He saw how graceful you were, compared to when you used to be so rigid in your movements and he realized how much he had helped you and his heart started to skip a beat at thinking of spending more time with you.
He gives it away pretty quickly when he begins to act super awkward around you and get too close only to jump 20 feet away from you in a manner of minutes practically.
It was okay though, because you returned his feelings. Boy was he glad too, he was terrified you wouldn’t like him back and he’d be alone and heartbroken. The smile on his face was adorable to say the least.
He’s your precious bby and your his queen, you two support each other nonstop and will do anything to protect each other with your lives.
Tony fully supports it and fangirls every time he sees you guys together. Will 100% drive you to your dates and stalk you to make sure you guys have fun and nothing happens to you.
Natasha met you and immediately became protective over Peter. But once she warmed up to you, the tables turned. If Peter did anything to hurt you he’d be very sorry.
The rest of the team loves your relationship and will hop on the chance to boast about who will be the godparents of your children. Cue many fights breaking, specifically by Bucky and Tony or Natasha and Sam.
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