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hoodharlow · 10 months

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The Bae Area (fic)

AN: I got a few asks from that concept about Jack and Miriam getting caught so I brought back the fic. The ending is also something one of @killatravtramp anons sent in and V let me use the concept <3

Requested? My anons <3

Warnings: smut, Shawn Mendes being messy. Also this does not reflect how I view Shawn. He's one of my fave Candadians even after the canola oil shit show.

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“Water break.” Jack pulled away.

“Seriously?” Miriam arched an eyebrow at him.

“Bro, I just gave you two rounds, give me a fucking second.” He sat up and reached for his Fiji water, dramatically drinking half of the bottle.

Not only was it the first time Miriam had the house to herself since she officially started to date Jack but he had a day off in between shows so she was going to take full advantage of that to get railed. Her parents went out for date night and were going to stay at the Beverly Hills Hotel for the night then going back home after breakfast. Joseph and Katalina were in Aspen for a few more days to ski.

Jack and Miriam hadn't had sex since her last night in Louisville before she flew to Aspen to spend Christmas with her family. They were supposed to have sex on New Years, but Miriam got too tipsy and Jack took care of her when they got back from the club. After that Miriam flew to LA for an audition. Jack flew back a few days later but focused on getting some studio time for his album and preparing for his California tour.

Miriam was obviously joining him for his mini tour, except for the Pomona and SLO shows because both Cal Poly Pomona and Cal Poly SLO rejected. They were the only two universities that rejected her. (She got into all the Ivy Leagues, the UCs, NYU, USC and Stanford.) Miriam vowed to never set foot in those two cities after. They were lucky that Jack had a day off

He hovered over Miriam, smirking, “where were we?”

Miriam giggled and wrapped her arms around him. Jack groaned as he slid back into her. It didn’t take long for them to find a pace. Her breath hitched at how good it felt. Jack must have noticed, and continued thrusting in that spot. The familiar feeling came over her once more. Miriam was about to come, and he knew it. His thrusts got more precise, hitting where she needed him the most. She was about to come undone when her bedroom door opened.

“Miriam–oh!” Her mom shut the door abruptly.

“Que paso?” Her dad asked her mom.

“Nada.” Isabela mumbled.

“El gringo está adentro verdad?” He pounded on the door. “Miriam, what did we agree on? When el gringuito is here you leave the door open. Me vale verga if me and your mom are not home. The door remains open. Understood?”

“Yes papi.” Miriam said as she threw Jack his clothes.

“Harlow, you have five minutes to leave my house.”

Jack cleared his throat, stifling his laugh. “Yes, sir.”

Miriam put on some flannel pajamas and pulled her hair into a bun. She caught herself in her vanity mirror and saw she was missing a hoop earring.

“I saw this fall off your ear when we were fucking doggy style.” Jack said, handing her her missing up.

“Thanks.” she said shyly. She took off the other one and put them on her everyday jewelry tray in her vanity.

“I’mma go.” he said.

"I'll walk you out." She put on her ankle length Ugg boots.

She opened her bedroom door and Daisy jumped on Jack. The almost two year old puppy got on her hind legs and nuzzled her face against Jack's hand so he could pet her. He gave her a few head scratches and then followed Miriam downstairs.

They went to the living room where her parents were watching the 10pm novela on telemundo..

"Jack's leaving." Miriam said to them.

"Aw so soon?" Mateo said, pretending to be upset.

"I have an early morning at the studio before my show." Jack explained.

"Okay mi'jo. Drive safe." Isabela said.

"Thank you. Have a good night." He said following Miriam out to the driveway.

Somehow they ended up making out again. Jack had Miriam pressed against his car. One hand on her hip and the other was inside her shirt, cupping her breast. Miriam grinded herself on him and only pulled away to kiss down his jaw. Jack’s grip on her waist tightened when she got to his sweet spot. She licked and lightly nipped it.

"Fuck, Miriam," he grunted. "I really gotta go."

"Do you have to?" Miriam pouted.

"If I want to live, yes. I'll see you tomorrow?" He said climbing in the car.

“No,” she shook her head. “But I’ll see you in San Diego. Claudia and Cal are back from Mexico and are staying there for a bit.”

“I thought they were in London.”

“They spent Christmas in London then flew out to Mexico for New Years because her tio, who’s basically her cousin, got married.” she explained.

“Who else is there? So I can save some tickets for them.”

“I think just them, her dad, and her other brother and his family. Yeah Danny, Mede and baby Sebas stayed with her mom for a few more days.”

“The baby isn’t here?” he asked.

“No.”

“Good because I don’t want to get bitten again.”

“That’s on you, Jack. Why would you take goldfish from a baby?”

***

Jack spotted the familiar camera crew from when he filmed his own shoe shopping video as his Uber pulled up to the address of the sneaker store Miriam sent him. She was filming a shoe shopping video at her go-to store in Oakland. Last night, after his show in SLO, he and his crew drove up to San Francisco. They arrived around three in the morning. Jack slept for a few hours then had a team meeting to go over his schedule for the next few weeks. After he finished his shows, he was going to stay at least two weeks in San Francisco and work on his album.

He grabbed his duffle bag and thanked the driver. He rated them five stars as he made his way over to Isabela.

“Hi mijo.” she said, giving him a side hug.

“Hi,” he smiled.

He followed her to where Miriam was. She was sitting in front of a makeup chair getting her makeup done. She waved at him as he walked over to sit in one of the chairs next to Miriam's mom. He pulled out his phone and checked in with Chris and Neelam. He had a little free time before heading into a studio in San Francisco where he was recording a few songs he had written.

“Jack?” Joe, the host of the segment said.

“Oh hey, man how are you?” Jack smiled, extending his hand to shake his.

The two men caught up for a bit until a producer came over to get Joe. Jack sat back in the chair and watched Miriam and Joe. She seemed more relaxed than the night before when she was telling him that she was nervous because she’s not a sneakerhead, she just buys a lot of shoes that she thinks are cute. But she was doing good, in his biased opinion. She was articulate and explained her answers thoroughly without sounding pretentious which was something she was nervous about. She was probably also more comfortable because the store they were at is an actual store she shopped at and she knew the staff. The interview ended and it was time for her to shop.

Miriam quickly hugged the clerk and they made brief small talk since it’s been a few months since she shopped at the store. Jack snorted as he watched her struggle to reach a pair of shoes that were on the top shelf.

“I can fucking hear you laughing,” she frowned. “Make yourself useful and get those ‘fog grey’ ones.”

“Damn not even a please.” he mumbled as he sauntered over to her.

Everytime she needed a pair of shoes from the top shelf he looked at the camera like he was Jim in The Office before reaching for them. Twelve pairs of shoes later, and a lot of convincing on his part that she should get a pair of 990s because they were her favorite shade of green, they made their way to the cash register.

“Okay that will be $2,326.” the cashier said.

“Oh don’t forget the usual.” Miriam told her as she pulled out her card.

“Okay your total is now $1,340,546.87.” she said.

Miriam nodded and swiped her card without a second thought. Jack, trying to be funny, looked over her shoulder as she typed her PIN number. She noticed right away and hunched over the card reader. The cashier handed her the receipt and her bags. Miriam thanked her and took the bags. Jack took the bags and helped her carry them to her car while she finished up her video.

“Okay, I’m heading back to LA.” Isabela said when they were in the parking lot.

“Is that why you rode with Saul when I could have driven us both?” Miriam asked her, gesturing to her parents’ designated bodyguard that they used when they traveled. Beto was on vacation until late January.

“No, mi’ja, you’re a shitty driver and I don’t want to die.” her mom deadpanned.

Now it was obvious to Jack where Miriam got her sarcasm.

“I’m kidding–for the most part– I have meetings tomorrow morning with my team and then Kata is doing a shoot and she wants me there.” she explained to Miriam.

“Oh okay,” she nodded.

“Are you still going to see Tere?” Isabela asked, referring to Miriam’s grandma on her dad’s side.

“Yeah, I’m gonna hangout with her before Jack’s show tomorrow.”

“Ok, se cuidan.” She bid them goodbye and walked over to the SUV where her bodyguard was waiting for her.

Miriam waited for her mom to drive off the parking lot before unlocking her G-Wagon. Jack got in front of her and opened the door for her. Then he went around and climbed in the car for her.

“What’s the 'usual'?” Jack finally asked Miriam when she drove out of the parking lot.

“Oh, I just buy out all, like, the clothes and have them donate it to women and homeless shelters.” she shrugged. “I’ve been doing it since I was at Berkeley. I usually do it at the start of each semester.”

“That’s fucking amazing. I didn't know you were that giving." He teased her.

She scoffed. "You know damn well I'm fucking giving, or did you forget the blowjob I gave you the morning you left for San Luis Obispo."

"If I remember correctly you begged me to fuck your mouth and finish on your face." He smirked.

"Semantics." She waved him off.

Forty minutes later, Miriam pulled into a neighborhood. Jack couldn’t put his finger on it, but the neighborhood looked very familiar. He looked over to the park across from the row of colorful houses. There were small clusters of people in ponchos and cameras taking pictures of the houses.

“The rain really doesn’t stop these people.” Miriam sighed as she stopped in front of a garage. She pressed a button on the garage opener.

“What do you mean?” he asked, hoping she’d explain because he was still confused.

“These are the houses shown in Full House.” she said as she drove into the garage. “There’s usually more people in the spring and summer.”

Jack only nodded. He knew that ‘Full House’ was a show very popular in the 90s but he has no recollection of ever watching it growing up. He assumed it must have been an iconic show since people were outside in the rain taking pictures.

He followed Miriam out of the car and up the stairs that led to the kitchen. He was greeted by Daisy as Miriam put in the alarm. The two year old puppy nearly tackled him to the ground, but he caught her paws before they got to him. He gave her a few head scratches and kissed her head before he went to the sink and washed his hands then went up to Miriam.

“That fact that you kissed my dog before me is quite upsetting.” she pouted, crossing her arms.

Jack pulled her arms apart and placed them on his shoulders. He slightly bent down and picked her up by the back of her thighs, setting her down on the counter. He leaned down and claimed her lips.

“How are you this hard already?” she giggled, glancing down to the very prominent tent in his sweats.

“I’ve been hard since I saw you in your little shirt back at the store.” he murmured, sliding his hand in her crop top. He tugged on her nipples. “These were callin my name, begging me to touch them, to mark them up.”

Miriam's dog huffed dramatically and plopped in front of them.

“I can’t do this with Daisy in the room.” Miriam mumbled.

She hopped off the counter and took his hand leading down the hall to the stairs. They entered the room at the end of the hall. Miriam quickly kicked off her shoes and started taking off her clothes. Jack quickly did the same, staying in his boxers. He picked up Miriam, placing her on his shoulder, and tossed her on the bed. He climbed in bed with her and resumed the makeout session they were having in the kitchen.

Jack slid his hands up to her breasts. His thumbs delicately ran over her pert nipples as she melted into his hands. Without pulling away from their kiss, Jack helped her out of her panties and tossed them to the growing pile of clothes. One of his hands made its way back to her hips and lazily ran his finger tips around her core, sending her goosebumps all over. With the other, he balanced himself so he wouldn’t squish her.

Miriam gasped feeling his ring and middle finger inside of her. Jack pressed his thumb to her clit and sped up his fingers. She whined and arched her back. She moaned as his fingers fucked into her at a deliciously slow pace. As if her hips had a mind of their own, they followed Jack’s fingers.

“Jack–”

“I got you.” He pressed his thumb against her clit and increased his pace.

“Sh–Jack.” She climaxed.

Jack’s bright blue eyes were on her darkened brown as he slowly pulled his fingers out of her. He brought his fingers to his mouth, but Miriam circled her hand around his wrist. Without breaking eye contact, she slipped his fingers in her mouth. She sucked them, slowly bobbing her mouth. She ran her tongue along the length of them and sucked his fingertips.

"You're unreal." He said in adoration.

He pushed himself up, hovering over her. But Miriam wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him down so that she got his full weight on her. They kissed once more and lazily made out. Her hands wandered down his back until they reached the waistband of his boxer-briefs.

"Please fuck me, Jack." She whispered.

He nodded and stood on his knees. He pushed down his boxer-briefs to his knees and got on top of her once more. He bent his head down and kissed her.

A faint buzzing sound came from the pile of clothes.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” Jack cursed. He slipped on his boxers and rummaged through the pile of clothes, pulling out his phone. He answered gruffly, “What?” He listened to whoever was on the other side, nodding along. “Let me ask her.” he turned to Miriam. “What’s your address?”

“Just say the houses from Full House. It should show up when you type it on the search engine.” she said, getting up from the bed. She went into her closet and came out dressed in baggy light grey sweatpants with ‘UC BERKELEY’ sewn in dark blue and a matching hoodie with the same logo as her sweatpants sewn across her chest.

“Do you know when you’ll be done?” Miriam asked him as he finished getting dressed.

“Not until the evening.” Jack sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing? This is your job.” she said, leading him downstairs. “I’ll have dinner ready when you get back.”

“You cook?” he asked her in a teasing tone.

“Yes, and I’ll even make a dessert.”

“I don’t need dessert when you’re here.” he said in a flirty tone.

“I can’t stand you sometimes.” she rolled her eyes at him.

“You know you love me.” Jack smirked.

“Yeah, but I’m starting to question why.” she deadpanned.

Jack’s phone buzzed. It was a text message from Neelam, wondering which house he was at. He responded that he’ll walk out in a minute.

“My ride’s here.” he said, sliding his phone in his pocket. “I’ll see you later. If anything changes, I’ll text you. Love you.”

“Love you.” she said, standing on her tippy toes to give him a peck.

Jack walked out through the front door and jogged down the steps, tugging on his hoodie. Thankfully the rain picked up, and there weren’t any tourists in sight. The passenger van flashed the headlights and Jack went towards it. His bodyguard stepped out with an umbrella and opened the backdoor for him to go inside. He thanked his bodyguard and slipped off his hoodie since it got soaked in the two minutes he was outside.

“Didn’t know you were into crop tops.” Urban nodded his head at Jack’s nearly bare torso.

Jack glanced down and saw that he was wearing Miriam’s black long sleeve instead of his. “Fuck, I must’ve taken Miriam’s shirt when I was getting dressed.” he said, also taking it off and grabbing another t-shirt and hoodie.

“I think it looks better on her. She has the–”

“Don’t finish that sentence if you’re gonna talk about Miriam’s body.” Jack warned him.

Urban lifted his hands in surrender,“I was gonna say personality.”

Jack had a pretty productive studio session even if he only managed to record one song. It was the song he planned on doing with Lil Wayne. Unfortunately, Weezy wasn’t able to travel to San Francisco because he was doing other work, but he managed to do a writing session with Jack. Together they wrote his verse and he even recorded and sent over his verse to Jack’s producer so they could mix it into what Jack had recorded. He was now in the back of the passenger van on his way back to Miriam’s house.

On his lunch break he got nosy and googled the house she lived in. He found several articles about her parents buying it because it was basically a landmark. Jack nearly choked on his turkey ciabatta sandwich when he read an article that her parents bought the house back in early 2016 for almost $8 million dollars. He knew the cost of living in San Francisco was expensive but he didn’t know it was that expensive. Hell, his mansion back in Louisville barely cost a quarter of that and it was at least three times bigger than her house.

He was playing a super intense game of Uno on his phone with Urban, Clay, Druski and some other members of PG. Jack clicked on a blue skip turn card skipping Urban.

"Are you for real?" Urban asked from across the SUV.

"Don't hate the playa." Jack smirked.

"You cheated, man." His best friend frowned.

"How the fuck do you cheat at Uno?" He frowned.

"I don't know, you tell me." Urban eyed him suspiciously.

They ended their game shortly. Jack got a notification that Miriam posted and went to check it out. She was sitting on a stool in a sage green workout set and the shoes she bought earlier in the day. Jack commented on it. He scrolled through her post because her friends sometimes made funny comments, but he stumbled on a comment made by Shawn Mendes aka her old hook up from a few years ago. He rolled his eyes and exited Instagram. It shouldn't bother him, but it did. Shawn knew he and Miriam were together so it's not like he was shooting his shot unknowingly.

"We're back at Miriam’s place." Chris told Jack.

"Thanks." Jack nodded. He nodded his head at his baby brother. "You coming?"

"Nah," Clay shook his head. "Knowing y'all, you're probably gonna go at it all night because you haven't seen each other in twenty-four hours."

"Alright, see y'all tomorrow." Jack waved.

"We're picking you up at noon." Neelam said.

"Oh, Miriam’s driving us. Her grandma lives in San Jose so she's stopping by to see her…anyways bye." He nodded.

Jack jogged up the steps and knocked on her door. Seconds later Daisy popped her head through the blinds and pawed at the window when she saw him. Miriam opened the door dressed in a grey-blue long sleeve knit maxi dress that had a slit down her left thigh.

"Hey," she greeted him with a kiss. "The pastitsio needs like twenty minutes."

"Damn, you really cooked for me." He chuckled as he followed Miriam to the kitchen.

"Yeah, but I didn't make dessert for us." She said as she set the table. Jack was about to reach for the plates to help her out, Miriam smacked his hand away. "I got it."

She finished setting the table and checked on the pastitsio. She saw that it was pretty much done so she changed settings of the oven to broil, removing the aluminum foil before closing it. She hopped on the counter and Jack wrapped his arms around her waist, laying his head on her lap.

"How was the studio?" She asked, twirling one of his curls.

"Good, we finished the song with Lil Wayne and after the shows we'll work on Clay's song?" He told her.

"He raps too?"

"No, he's producing one. A few weeks ago he showed me a beat he was working on. I liked it and we're gonna develop it." He explained.

"Oh I love that." She smiled.

"How many tickets do you need me to reserve for you?" Jack asked, sitting up against the chair.

"Three in case my abuela's partner can come. I'm pretty sure it'll be us two, but she mentioned it to Dominic."

"You think your grandma will like me?" He asked nervously.

"She will. My dad was the one you needed to get on his good side." Miriam reassured him. She stretched out her legs more, opening a bit to be more comfortable.

"I'm on his good side?" Jack arched an eyebrow at her.

"When you're not defiling his youngest child, you are."

"But you like it when I defile you." He got up from his seat and stood in between her legs. He pushed her legs open, revealing her thong soaked through. He smirked and ran his knuckles over her thong, earning a soft plea from Miriam. He met her gaze. "You're basically begging me to defile you right now."

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Jan. 20

@'jackharlow: Life under the scope

@'mdm: not your hand blending in with the clouds 😭

-> @'jackxmiriam: not you gagging him

@'urbanwyatt: big daddy

@'exhookup: I'm in SF too let's link up 🤤

-> @'jackfan: girl we all saw the video of you trying to get his attention at his shoe in Sacramento, it was desperate even for you lol 💀🤡

@'claybornharlow: they're not ready for this new era

@'g_eazy: 🔥

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Jack via Instagram Stories (Jan. 20)

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Jan. 22

@'mdm: SF❣

@'shawnmendes: ❣

@'russ: so how serious are you and your man

@'saintclauds: it's always the Leos and the dudes that are less that 5'6 trying to be messy 🙄 it's never gonna be you

@'alinahunter: no bc it was getting weird and they knows she has a man

@'miriamstan: oop not Shawn and Russ commenting and deleting 👀

-> @'mdmfan: the real oop is Jack not liking Or commenting 👀 esp since she's wearing his jacket in the last pic

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It had been a few days since Jack's mini tour ended. Jack was in the studio for most days while Miriam volunteered at the theater she used to volunteer when she was in college. They were doing a production of the Crucible, one of her favorite plays from high school. Since they both have been busy, they haven’t spent any real time together. But today in the evening they found some time and went out to have dinner with Miriam’s grandma at her partner’s restaurant. It had become their Friday night thing.

“I can’t believe I was Gilmore Girls’ed.” Jack said as they waited for their valet.

“What do you mean?”Miriam asked.

“You know how Lorelai and Rory have to have dinner every Friday night with Emily and Richard. That’s kinda what we’ve been doing except at a high end restaurant.” He shrugged.

“Oh…wait, that's how I spent 80% of my Fridays when I was at Berkeley.” she said in realization.

“Miriam?” some called behind them.

She looked over and smiled. “Brian, hi. You’re a long way from Toronto.” She said, pulling him to a hug. She pulled away and gestured to Jack. “This is my boyfriend, Jack.”

“Hey,” they both greeted each other. Brian told him how he was at his show in LA and was a fan of his music.

Jack looked between them and asked. “How do you know each other?”

“He’s friends with–”

“Yo, Brian where’d you go?” Someone yelled.

It was none other than Shawn Mendes. Miriam’s old hookup buddy. As he approached them, Miriam took a step closer to Jack.

“Oh, hey.” He greeted them.

Shawn reached to shake Jack’s hand, but Jack just nodded. Jack pulled out his phone and called his mom.

“I gotta take this.” He said, motioning to his phone.

“I’ll go with–”

Jack cut her off, shaking his head. “Catch up with your friends.” He said cooly, before he walked over to Miriam’s car and took the keys from the valet. He pulled out a hundred dollar bill and tipped them.

Miriam got in the car less than five minutes later. She was annoyed and had told Shawn off for leaving comments on her posts. Especially since he knew she was dating Jack. Shawn tried defending himself by saying he was just playing but she put him in his place and said it was disrespectful and weird.

Jack was still on the phone. While Miriam drove them back to her place, he was talking over his schedule and how he was going to be in Atlanta next week to film something. Then how he was going back to LA for Superbowl weekend to promote his upcoming single. He hung up just as Miriam pulled into the garage. He got out of the car without another word. Miriam walked straight to her room and took off her coat and heels. She was removing her makeup, still in her tight black backless turtleneck dress when Jack came in. He didn’t acknowledge her or try to get all flirty with her which was Miriam’s sign that he was upset.

“You okay? You’ve been acting off since we ran into Shawn and Brian.” she said.

“Oh you expect me to be happy to see your ex fuck buddy after he’s been leaving unwarranted comments on your posts?” he asked sarcastically. “Should I have greeted him with open arms? ‘Thank you for being a fucking creep and commenting heart eyes on my girl’s posts. And thanks for starting dating rumors.’”

“Oh my god.” Miriam rolled her eyes. “You’re being so extra. Your exes do it all the time and you don’t hear me having a bitch fest about it.”

“There’s a difference. My exes aren’t famous nor do they have millions of fans looking for scraps to make some ship they’ve wanted for years.” He frowned.

Miriam sighed and counted off from ten in her head to calm down. Jack was right and she shouldn’t have invalidated his feelings like that. She tiptoed to him and wrapped her arms around him. Jack instinctively placed his hands on her hips.

“You’re right and I’m sorry for saying you’re overreacting.” she kissed his lips.

“Damn, you must be sorry if you think I’m right.” he joked.

“If it makes you feel better, when you were on the phone I pulled him aside and told him to fuck off.” Miriam mumbled against his lips. He hummed in response. “How about I make it up to you?”

“Get naked.” he groaned as she palmed him through his sweats.

Miriam cursed as she struggled with the buttons on the back of her neck. She caught Jack through the mirror. He was already in bed in only his boxer-briefs. She sighed and finally got the buttons undone. She pushed off her dress and adjusted her thong. She turned around, ready to get in bed when she saw Jack was stroking himself.

“Hey, I was supposed to make it up to you.” she pouted.

“Yeah, but I changed my mind.” He shrugged.

“So am I just supposed to watch you jack off?”

“Precisely.” He nodded.

“Are you still mad about the shawn thing?”

“A little.” He smirked.

Jack took his hand off his cock and rolled to his side to the nightstand where Miriam had all her toys. He pulled out a rabbit vibrator then put it back in the drawer. He pulled out a clear dildo with heart shaped confetti inside and closed the drawer.

“I’m not too mad, so you can have this inside of you, don’t get smart with me.”

“Me smart?” she tilted her head.

“Yes, you, smartass.”

Miriam giggled. She leaned against the footboard of her bed and opened her legs. Jack knelt in front of her legs and moved her thong to the side. They held eye contact as he slowly slid her dildo on her. Jack leaned in and kissed her. Soon their kiss got heated and Miriam got handsy.

“Hands to yourself or I won’t make you come.” Jack mumbled against her lips.

“You’re no fun.”

Jack ignored her and settled back on the bed. He fully removed his boxer-briefs and tossed them haphazardly. He took his cock back in his hand and took in Miriam. Ignoring her deep pout and her arms crossed, she still looked unreal. Her nipples were pert and erect begging him to run his tongue over them and for him to cover them with his release. He ran his thumb over his tip then squeezed it as some of his pre-cum leaked onto his hand for some sort of lube.

“I’m so close, Miriam.” he grunted, speeding up his hand.

“Good for you.” she rolled her eyes.

“Don’t act like you’re not turned on. That dildo fuckin’ slipped outta you with how wet you are.” he nodded over to the dildo now halfway out of her core.

“Who said you’re the one who made me wet?” She challenged him.

Jack reached forward and pushed the toy back in her.

“Fuck, Jack!” she whined.

“That’s what I thought.” He smirked.

He pulled the toy in and out of her at the pace he was stroking himself. She tugged on her nipples and rubbed her clit, egging him on. Within minutes, he could tell Miriam was close.

“Let me come on your tits.” Jack groaned.

“Please do.” She nodded eagerly, sitting up straight.

Jack got off the bed and was lined up with her face. It didn’t take long for him to come. He cursed out Miriam’s name as his release landed on her neck and chest. He laid next to her panting.

“You feel better?” she asked him softly, twirling his curls.

“Yeah, sorry I got all ‘you can only fuck myself’ on you.” he panted.

“I kinda liked it.” she smiled.

“Yeah?”

“But don’t get too cocky.”

He reached for the dildo. “Does this stick to your headboard?”

“Yeah, why?” she asked him, confused. It was a random question for him to ask her.

He rubbed the toy against her entrance as he sucked on her neck. “Wanna fuck you while you choke on it.”

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poisonousroxstar · 10 months

Note

How about some yandere platonic mother Miriam from pokemon Scarlet/Violet, preferably with a son reader? If you haven't played gen 9 yet, then instead of Miriam it can be Nurse Joy :3

Imagine

Yan!Mum!Nurse Joy with a son

Plot Summery: Some platonic yandere headcanons for Nurse Joy with her son This Contains: Drug-related themes. Yandere themes. Unhealthy mindset. Maternal dependency. Note(s): wasn't sure if you wanted multiple ot just one, so I did one. Hope you like!

Nurse Joy is a generally kind and caring person, but this is especially true for her son. She absolutely loves you and is more then eager to pass on the family traditions of nursing and medicines to you!

She'll be a smothering mother, especially if you're eager to become a pokemon nurse. Seeing how much you learn from her and adopt similar mannerisms to her, have her heart soaring high. And she can't help but to give you a good hug and be so, so proud of her little boy! No doubt you'll also get your own healing-related pokemon too (likely a Blissy/Chancy you raised from an egg)

You're the apple of not only her eye, but all your other relatives as well. Your aunties, cousins, and nieces are all one big smothering and doting family; they always fret and dote on you, always making sure you're healthy and happy and always smothering you in presents and more. They can extremely overwhelming, and don't expect your mother to step in. No, she's joining in.

Wanting to become a pokemon trainer and/or traveling pokemon nurse will be very difficult to do with Yan!mom Joy down your neck. She's a huge worrywart, and is quick to remind you of the many dangers and threats that exist out there -- not just of pokemon, but of people too! She's not above guilt-tripping either; she'll remind you that she needs your help, here, at the pokemon center. She says she'll be extremely lonely without you, and how stressed being a nurse can be.

If she's really, really pushed, I could see her drugging you just to make sure you don't try and leave. Maybe even lock you up. It wouldn't last for too long, but she won't feel guilty for it. She's on the delusional spectrum somewhere, and genuinely believes that what she does is for your own benefit.

But if you do manage to her to let you go, then be prepared for the amount of guilt she's going to cause. On the day you're to leave, she's going to be holding you close, telling you to always call her and that if anything happens, you can always come home. She's doing everything she can to hold herself together as you leave. When you're gone, she does nothing but sob her eyes out. Yes, Nurse Joy is emotionally dependent on her baby, and she's a wreck for quite awhile.

Constant calls, regular updates. And for sure she's going to use her familial connections to all the other Joys throughout the region to keep tabs on you. It'll feel like she's always there, always lingering.

Overall, Nurse Joy is a an intense but loving mother, who wants only the best for you... even if it means she can't be with you all the time. But know that she will always miss you if you so leave her, always waiting for you to return to her.

Please.. please come back home soon.

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blazerwyvernmaster · 2 years

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Hero Forge versions of all of the Eldladane Legacy Characters!!

I have been working on these guys for a while now. And they're finally done!

Kenneth

His outfit was simple. I wanted to make him seem like a mercenary, and I did. The lion pauldrons and gauntlets are something from his old mercenary guild in canon.

Tobias

I leaned HEAVILY into the merchant side of him, while still trying to keep that rougish snarkiness on him. Also decided he would use spears because it makes sense to me

Miriam

Miriam was a little difficult to design, but I managed to do it well. She's part of a forest kingdom, and I thought that her outfit should match her culture, and be decent for battle. To be fair a dress isn't exactly great for battle. But shut it. I like it.

Puddle

I wasn't sure how to make a slime person in Hero Forge. But I think I did...ok? Wanted to make her seem like more of a monster hunter and not a pugilist. Also the orange potions are her medicine that keeps her from literally falling apart! Fun!

Jenasen

I think I did ok with Jen's design, but I'm not sure. I wanted to make him look gentle, despite the fact that he wealds a god damn axe. Just made him fluffy. I am also currently learning a lot about Native Americans and how they were treated in the old times...and that sort of influences his story.

Celeste

Celeste was a little challenging, but ultimately fun to design. She reminds me alot of another character I made, Asha, but more chill. Hehe....chill. Cuz she uses ice...ok.

Hillary

I got another really interesting to say about her design. Except I like it alot. To me, she has this look of being slightly inexperienced, but I'm not sure. Didn't want her to hold a weapon, instead she just uses a holy symbol and shield to heal, guide and protect others

Yth

I made them a clown/jester. Cuz why not. They're very cheerful and kind and uplifting, and a clown outfit seemed to fit. But y'know...he can stab you if necessary.

Micheal

Micheal was VERY fun to design. This medicine nerd is one of my favorites in the cast. The main problem was the jacket he's wearing. I wasn't sure if it should have been green or brown, but green looks good on him.

Nailah

It's the psychic assassin woman. Her outfit was fun to design, and she looks great. The potion in her hand...is it poison? Or is it something else? I'll let you guys decide...if you even care lmao.

I made them as my own oc's but as you know, these guys are based on Octopath Traveler, so I guess they could be considered OT oc's?? Who knows!

That's all. Bye!

#fantasy #my ocs #writblr #hero forge #eldladanelegacy #octopath traveler

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ocrumblemania · 2 years

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Retellings: Great RPG Mechanics #RPGMechanics: Week Six

I’ve taken an extra week with this one, trying to figure out how to approach this. RPG have always been about telling stories. There’s an interesting bit in Jon Peterson’s Playing at the World talking about the months in 1974 after TSR launched D&D and the disconnect between it being written as a war game�� a rules set for medieval fantasy at a certain scale and how it actually got pitched. Very quickly Gygax & Arneson realized that the real pull in advertising was to present stories and suggest players could create their own. That became the key draw of role-playing.

At the same time the idea of “retelling” has been a little less evolved. On the one hand we’ve had licensed rpgs which aim to place players within a specific, existing story– not just a setting– and have them play out their version. The most notorious example I can think of that is Mayfair’s AD&D module for The Keep, the surreal Michael Mann horror movie set during WW2. That has you as fantasy adventurers dropped into the movie’s plot directly.

Other games have played with the idea of tellings and corrections. For example InTERRORgation contrasted, Rashamon style, several testimonies by the PCs about an incident. There’s also The Extraordinary Adventures of Baron Munchausen which revels in lying and contradictions. So we have two senses of retelling: an exploration of a previous story and the act of stopping and correcting in mid-story (done either by ourselves or another).

Ma Nishtana: Why is this Night Different does both of these things. Subtitled “A Passover Storytelling Game,” playing this remains one of my all time favorite storygame experiences. Gabrielle Rabinowitz and Ben Bisogno did an amazing job with this. It’s a beautifully crafted games, so I fear my description isn’t going to do it justice.

The game draws on the tradition of the Passover Seder, the ideas of sharing, involvement, ritual, and storytelling. As the designer say it is not a replacement for that, but a way to echo those aspects. Each player takes up one of the six possible characters– Miriam, Moses, Zipporah, Aaron, Bityah, and the Pharaoh. They then place through a set of ritual steps of play– with a physical ritual, reading, and then roleplaying– to tell another version of the story of Exodus, unpacking what the story means and how it sustains across multiple versions.

I’m not Jewish, but playing this made me feel welcomed into the stories and feelings. It offered a kind, accepting, and vibrant entry point. There’s a lot to be said about the physical ritual component of this– it is striking and works, even online. But I want to focus on the concept of story and retelling.

The game includes safety and collaboration as an organic moment in play. At any point when someone is narrating, another player can say “Wait Wait Wait!” to pause the moment. They can then ask a question for clarification & expansion or they can make a suggestion. This can add new elements or it can be used to revise material. This approach giving the feeling of friends and family gathered together, with the gentle butting in and interruptions that create a sense of camaraderie rather than conflict. I love this idea of playful collaboration between players.

But the other sense of retelling lies in the broader concept: the retelling of a story with cultural weight and importance. The formal structure here points us back to the themes of the Passover story, but each retelling– with different characters and players– may show us new things about those themes. I wonder what other kinds of stories, echoing important cultural content but perhaps at more of a distance might be explored? What would Gilgamesh or Beowulf look like in that context?

What Ma Nishtana does is create engagement with a cultural history, allowing for a new and novel understanding and unpacking the stories and concepts. That’s why it's a dynamite game everyone should read.

To swing this to other rpgs, there’s a parallel here with HeroQuests from Glorantha and Runequest. These quests are in-game enactments of the myths and stories of the player character’s culture. Heroes gather together, supported by the energy and will of a community, to work through a particular tale. They ascend to the Heroplane for this tale– there they face challenges and act out the stories. The power of the stories worked through in the Heroplane can then have an impact on the real world when they return: bringing prophecy, restoring crop fertility, empowering a relic. It depends on the story.

But the story isn’t always the same. The basic concepts exist, but they may be told in different ways. Failure in overcoming challenges can have a negative effect on the real world. But, like Ma Nishtana, the choice of different characters being played and how they react will change things. Heroquests have always been a part of Glorantha’s setting– with different kinds of HQ rules to simulate them: some abstract and some highly mechanical. I love this as another approach to collaboratively building new stories– the telling of which actually impact the game world.

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torahtantra · 1 year

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42. Parsha Mattot, "Mankind." From Numbers From Numbers 30:2–32:42. Part 1.

Matt= men

Ot= plural

The Second Census, which appears in a vision of a man called Pinchas, or the "Oracle" says men must disband from their tribes and form one continuous strife free civilization. In Mattot, we learn how this comes to pass.

So far, we have not talked about the meaning of the virtual roles in the family in the Torah as exhaustively as we should.

Men are agents of social conditions and their changes in real time.

Women are are prognosticators and define the future- Miriam draws Moses out of God's Impetus for Delivery as does Pharaoh's daughter, Mary, Mother of Jesus does the same.

See: https://jwa.org/encyclopedia/article/daughter-of-pharaoh-midrash-and-agnorth

Sons and Daughters are the rewards of the actions of the parents, AKA husbands and wives.

We have studied extensively what combinations of men and women and husbands and wives are desirable, which are not.

Father and Mother: IN GENERAL, the Father is God, the Temple or Synagogue is the wife. I have seen scripts that suggest the Nation of the Father and the Faith is the Mother as well.

Kings and Queens are also associated with good and bad outcomes depending on the marriage. In past Parshiot we have seen terms like Serah, "the Princess Senate", Bilhah, "the Calamity Princess", Milkah, "the Queen of Counsel", but Malkiel "God is the King".

Either way, if we view the sons of the union of Nation and Faith as the Noble Skills, and the women as the means for more, then the conceit works. Once an action and its rewards become tangible, it is time to make vows- to decide what we want to continue and discontinue.

Vows.

All vows are called edoms, or "reddeners", they color aspects of self red like the high priest's sacred thread, which are signs of his "commitments".

They are different from tzavs, which are "directives": torahs which are "instructions" and vayikras, or "proclamations".

About the edoms, so far we have seen this, contained in Vayishlach:

The Rulers of Edom

31 These were the kings who reigned in Edom before any Israelite king reigned:

32 Bela "worn out, worthless" son of Beor "burning, consuming" became king of Edom. His city was named Dinhabah "the region beyond the crossing".

33 When Bela died, Jobab "Yah is the father" son of Zerah "rising dawn" from Bozrah "the fortification" succeeded him as king.

34 When Jobab died, Husham "to hurry, to hasten" from the land of the Temanites "southerners" succeeded him as king.

35 When Husham died, Hadad "sharpness" son of Bedad "separation", who defeated Midian "strife" in the country of Moab "the past", succeeded him as king. His city was named Avith "ruins".

36 When Hadad died, Samlah "the robe" from Masrekah "place of choice vines" succeeded him as king.

37 When Samlah died, Shaul "the petition" from Rehoboth "the big city" on the river succeeded him as king.

38 When Shaul died, Baal-Hanan "Lord of Grace" son of Akbor "Hidden beneath the skin" succeeded him as king.

39 When Baal-Hanan son of Akbor died, Hadad[aa] "keenness" succeeded him as king. His city was named Pau "mind to mind alertness" , and his wife’s name was Mehetabel "God will cause to be the best" daughter of Matred, "nagging, continuous dripping" the daughter of Me-Zahab "waters of gold".

So before we begin to analyze the vows and commitments themselves, let us compose the Torah Tantra that underlies them:

"Commitments set the stage for the Noble Qualities and Skills. When what is a worthless use of our time is left behind, and the Light of Reason dawns, hasten to full manhood, follow the sun and commit to the Religion.

The Religion separates us from the past, it makes us intelligent, ends all strife, clothes us in Royal Garments and makes us Kings, Lords of Grace of the most prosperous cities and territories, who unearth the intelligences in others.

Commitment to the Religion is a vow to turn the nagging drips of ignorance into the very best rivers of gold. "

Like the rest of the Torah, edoms are encrypted within bizarre scenarios and must be redrawn in order to be made practical as in the aforementioned and also in the following, taken from Chukat:

Edom Denies Israel Passage

14 Moses sent messengers from Kadesh to the king of Edom [vermillion], saying:

“This is what your brother Israel says: You know about all the hardships that have come on us. 15 Our ancestors went down into Egypt, and we lived there many years. The Egyptians mistreated us and our ancestors, 16 but when we cried out to the Lord, he heard our cry and sent an angel and brought us out of Egypt.

“Now we are here at Kadesh, a sacred town on the edge of your territory. 17 Please let us pass through your country. We will not go through any field or vineyard, or drink water from any well. We will travel along the King’s Highway and not turn to the right or to the left until we have passed through your territory.”

-> The King's Highway leads to Soddom and Gomorrah, which is a hell to the no:

18 But Edom answered:

“You may not pass through here; if you try, we will march out and attack you with the sword.” (remember God said no more raucous nookie in the Garden for the fledgling Adam and Evil...they made a baby and that was bad, so he said no more= the sword.)

19 The Israelites replied:

“We will go along the main road, and if we or our livestock drink any of your water, we will pay for it. We only want to pass through on foot—nothing else.”

20 Again they answered:

“You may not pass through.”

Then Edom came out against them with a large and powerful army. 21 Since Edom refused to let them go through their territory, Israel turned away from them.

-> the Vermillion King, the King of Religious Vows, said "thou mayest not visit the whoredome or become as a tyrant or set fire to the town during an act of vengeful lust."

And thus begins the Parsha...

2 When a man makes a vow to the Lord or takes an oath to obligate himself by a pledge, he must not break his word but must do everything he said.

3 “When a young woman still living in her father’s household makes a vow to the Lord or obligates herself by a pledge 4 and her father hears about her vow or pledge but says nothing to her, then all her vows and every pledge by which she obligated herself will stand. 5 But if her father forbids her when he hears about it, none of her vows or the pledges by which she obligated herself will stand; the Lord will release her because her father has forbidden her.

The above pertains to the vows exacted of Eve, "life itself" by God:

Once life begins, it must follow the courses of the Seven Days.

Some of these entail vows from us on an involuntary basis, i.e. the way the body grows and changes, others are the result of choices made along the way. Some we admit to, others we do not...

6 “If she marries after she makes a vow or after her lips utter a rash promise by which she obligates herself 7 and her husband hears about it but says nothing to her, then her vows or the pledges by which she obligated herself will stand. 8 But if her husband forbids her when he hears about it, he nullifies the vow that obligates her or the rash promise by which she obligates herself, and the Lord will release her.

31 These were the kings who reigned in Edom before any Israelite king reigned:

32 Bela son of Beor became king of Edom. His city was named Dinhabah.

33 When Bela died, Jobab son of Zerah from Bozrah succeeded him as king.

34 When Jobab died, Husham from the land of the Temanites succeeded him as king.

35 When Husham died, Hadad son of Bedad, who defeated Midian in the country of Moab, succeeded him as king. His city was named Avith.

36 When Hadad died, Samlah from Masrekah succeeded him as king.

37 When Samlah died, Shaul from Rehoboth on the river succeeded him as king.

38 When Shaul died, Baal-Hanan son of Akbor succeeded him as king.

39 When Baal-Hanan son of Akbor died, Hadad[aa] succeeded him as king. His city was named Pau, and his wife’s name was Mehetabel daughter of Matred, the daughter of Me-Zahab.

9 “Any vow or obligation taken by a widow or divorced woman will be binding on her."

10 “If a woman living with her husband makes a vow or obligates herself by a pledge under oath 11 and her husband hears about it but says nothing to her and does not forbid her, then all her vows or the pledges by which she obligated herself will stand.

12 But if her husband nullifies them when he hears about them, then none of the vows or pledges that came from her lips will stand. Her husband has nullified them, and the Lord will release her. 13 Her husband may confirm or nullify any vow she makes or any sworn pledge to deny herself.[a]

14 But if her husband says nothing to her about it from day to day, then he confirms all her vows or the pledges binding on her. He confirms them by saying nothing to her when he hears about them. 15 If, however, he nullifies them some time after he hears about them, then he must bear the consequences of her wrongdoing.”

16 These are the regulations the Lord gave Moses concerning relationships between a man and his wife, and between a father and his young daughter still living at home.

->All of this pertains to the relationship we have with the Religion, Judaism and the radial effects on us and those around us.

Vengeance on the Midianites- The Strifers.

31 The Lord said to Moses, 2 “Take vengeance on the Midianites for the Israelites. After that, you will be gathered to your people.”

3 So Moses said to the people, “Arm some of your men to go to war against the Midianites so that they may carry out the Lord’s vengeance on them. 4 Send into battle a thousand men from each of the tribes of Israel.” 5 So twelve thousand men armed for battle, a thousand from each tribe, were supplied from the clans of Israel. 6 Moses sent them into battle, a thousand from each tribe, along with Phinehas son of Eleazar, the priest, who took with him articles from the sanctuary and the trumpets for signaling.

-> This means there must be an anti-propaganda war against the Strifers, which we know is the case vs. physical violence as Moses tells the Oracle, Phinehas, to bring trumpets.

7 They fought against Midian, as the Lord commanded Moses, and killed every man. 8 Among their victims were Evi, Rekem, Zur, Hur and Reba—the five kings of Midian. They also killed Balaam "the destroyer of the the people, son of Beor "the burning" with the sword.

Evi= Lust

Rekem= vanity

Zur= "strange incense"

Hur= the central hub of heat, AKA anger

Reba= "to stretch out" as in display one's ass.

"If you spread strife, signaling it is okay for lust, vanity, anger, and propaganda to rule the people instead of the Commitments, you need to die."

9 The Israelites captured the Midianite women and children and took all the Midianite herds, flocks and goods as plunder. 10 They burned all the towns where the Midianites had settled, as well as all their camps. 11 They took all the plunder and spoils, including the people and animals, 12 and brought the captives, spoils and plunder to Moses and Eleazar the priest and the Israelite assembly at their camp on the plains of Moab, by the Jordan across from Jericho.

13 Moses, Eleazar the priest and all the leaders of the community went to meet them outside the camp. 14 Moses was angry with the officers of the army—the commanders of thousands and commanders of hundreds—who returned from the battle.

15 “Have you allowed all the women to live?” he asked them. 16 “They were the ones who followed Balaam’s advice and enticed the Israelites to be unfaithful to the Lord in the Peor incident, so that a plague struck the Lord’s people. 17 Now kill all the boys. And kill every woman who has slept with a man, 18 but save for yourselves every girl who has never slept with a man.

-> The Peor Incident = the effect of the Midian. Midian means to spread lies and incite circumstances anathema to those specified in the Torah, Peor is to listen. Both the talker and the listener of the Midianites must be put to the sword.

19 “Anyone who has killed someone or touched someone who was killed must stay outside the camp seven days. On the third and seventh days you must purify yourselves and your captives. 20 Purify every garment as well as everything made of leather, goat hair or wood.”

-> If you have listened to the Talkers and want to live with real normal good and Godly human beings you better turn your act around and show us your stuff, your new commitments, and fast.

21 Then Eleazar the priest said to the soldiers who had gone into battle, “This is what is required by the law that the Lord gave Moses: 22 Gold, silver, bronze, iron, tin, lead 23 and anything else that can withstand fire must be put through the fire, and then it will be clean. But it must also be purified with the water of cleansing. And whatever cannot withstand fire must be put through that water. 24 On the seventh day wash your clothes and you will be clean. Then you may come into the camp.”

Metals are reflective surfaces, they tell us how well the Commitments, edoms, reddening agents, are changing our colors.

Gold= the Torah.

Silver= time

Bronze= God's judgement

Iron= weapons and tools, one in particular, are a nice guy or do people shun you in spite of it?

Tin= purification.

See Isaiah 1:25: “I will turn my hand upon thee, and purely purge away thy dross, and take away all they tin.”

Lead: adaptable, can meet circumstances and innovate.

Upon seeing oneself in the reflective surfaces of the materials, one calculates the results and then changes directions.

The Parsha shall continue....

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The only reason why “niceties” ever appear in the household is due to the rape-motive. They Call it “surrogacy”, “assisted conception” or prostitution, but if the child/woman doesn’t know what’s expected, and the real context consent is never an option. In any case such “consent” would still be invalid, and it would still be rape. The case of John Wayne Gacy is equally transferable to women, if not being more realistic depiction of the history of The Great Game described by Fadladn in the 920’s, where he States “the girl seemed distracted” implying she was being manipulated in a way he couldn’t clearly identify. In Requiem For A Dream the ending scenes show all the main characters personally linked to Sara Goldfarb and her son are killed of as a an erotisized act of rape, violence, imprisonment and murder. The electroschock scene, following the process of Sara’s introduction to “the doctor” and the “diet pills” shows a “healthcare and psychiatric system” designed to drug, immobilize, desorient and traffick the “patients”, as we eventually see how Sara is displaced from place to place, sidewalk to sidewalk, while we see the lineup of her “friends” observe her bled dry over time untill she dies in a hospitalbed entirely catatonic from the trauma of the longterm abuse. Her son loses an arm following an addiction process. His girlfriend becomes a rapist drugdealer’s junkie puppet. Their African American friend is placed in prison still screaming for his friends to be helped. We observe how the entire surrounding environment of this small group of people observes these changes over time and exploits it all while smiling and posing “concern” as those people die. We see how the girl, Miriam, like Sara, has a relation to the drugdealer posing as “a friend” who simply serves as an entry to more abusers, specifically rapists, whose interest ot is to create a scene of suffering they Can Watch directly while being in the room. Similarly we Can say that the nazi propaganda of the 1930’s, Selling ritualized rape and murder scenes, sold 400.000 copies as a record of the same form of practice, where people paid Money to observe abuse, which is factually a crime. https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck2h24Qt838/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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