#wmcj fanfic

[moody4world]

ICE BOUND❄️

A/N: finally managed to finish this fic and i personally love it so i hope you guys do to!!

BEFORE READING: look up what a one handed biellman is. Personally for Michael i envisioned Michael B jordan but feel free to envision whoever you’d like🫶🏾

DISCLAIMER: apologies in advance for the angst

Jeremy x Plus size! figure skater! reader

Being an ice skater was always a big dream of yours from a very young age. It wasn’t always easy especially being a bigger size compared to the average ice skater but you worked hard everyday to be where you are now. You had met Imani in high school and the two of you have been like sisters ever since. You were there when she first met Kamal and that unfortunately means you know his obnoxious friends Renzo and Speedy too. You were there when she had her son aka your favorite and only nephew. Which means you spoiled him absolutely rotten whenever you could, especially on his birthday. You had organized a major birthday party for him in the park with large bouncy houses and barbecue.

You noticed Kamal and Imani talking to a tall white guy you had never seen before while you were fixing up the gift table and they walked over with a new one. “Yo y/n this is Jeremy, Jeremy this is y/n, Imani’s best friend” Before Imani and Kamal could say anything else, they were called over by another family member.

“It’s nice to meet you” “It’s very nice to meet you too, you look very pretty.”

“Thank you, how come i’ve never met you before Jeremy” “Oh Kamal and I met recently, we I mean I play basketball with Renzo and Speedy and he’s been giving me some advice and stuff on that” Jeremy was completely overexplaining himself but he couldn’t help it. He was very nervous because of how pretty he thought you were.

“So you’ve met dumb and dumber” You joked, referring to Renzo and Speedy. The two of you laughed together until Renzo came over to annoy you like he always does. “Look who it is, Chubby bunny and Justin Bieber” “Renzo can you shut the fuck up” You said while rolling your eyes at his childishness. “Yo white boy, you tell her you a G-league reject yet?” “I’m not a G-League reject. I’m an athlete on hiatus due to health reasons.” Renzo patted Jeremy’s chest and sarcastically said “Yeah right” You rolled your eyes at him again but luckily this time he left. Or so you thought, he wasn’t next to Jeremy anymore but he was behind you and you had no idea.

Ignoring Renzo’s unnecessary comments towards him you decided to bring up the only part that seemed relevant based off of Jeremy’s reply. “So you’re an athlete?” “Something like that, yeah” He suddenly became bashful and it was one of the cutest things you’ve ever seen.

“Well that’s great, I'm actually an athlete myself!”

*Cough*”Sure don't look like one” *cough* Renzo mumbles VERY indiscreetly behind you. You turned aggressively and glared at him, scaring him enough to finally walk away and leave you and Jeremy alone. Jeremy kisses his teeth in annoyance. “Don’t listen to him, he's always an asshole” he says, trying to comfort you at Renzo’s offensive comment. But unknowingly to him, you were already used to not just Renzo’s but other people’s rude and unnecessary comments. Especially being a plus sized girl in a sport where skinny is the norm.

Shaking your head you tell him “No it’s fine, most people have their own idea of what an athlete is supposed to look like anyway.” you shrug it off.

“Plus i’ve known Renzo for way too long. I’m used to it.”

“Why don’t I come to one of your games? What team do you play for?”

You looked at him super confused until it hit you that Jeremy must’ve thought you played basketball. Quickly correcting him you reply “Oh no no I don't play basketball..or any kind of ball actually..” as you laugh awkwardly.

“So you…..” “Skate…i’m a figure skater”

Jeremy’s eyes go wide with excitement “No way, that’s cool as fuck.” “You do those crazy spins and stuff then. That’s super impressive.”

“I mean I suppose it is..” “Don’t be humble about it, that takes a lot of talent y/n”

“Thanks Jeremy” “I’d love to come watch you perform some day actually” He suggested and took a step closer to you. At first you were hesitant but I mean…he’s cute and he seems nice so far, what harm could it cause? Plus those bright blue eyes were very mesmerizing in the sunlight, how could you possibly say no?

“Yeah sure we’ll make that happen then.” You shrugged calmly but on the inside you were freaking out.

As agreed, Jeremy showed up to your next competition and the next…and the next and now he’d even show up to your practices. He found it mesmerizing how smooth you’d glide and how graceful you’d twirl. He was still getting over his fear of the big leaps and the jumps but he loved watching you do what you did best. After the second competition he attended he asked you out to dinner which led to the two of you laughing and conversing all night.

After the third competition you two shared your first kiss right outside your mom’s bakery. And yes your mom caught you two and she could not hide the excitement of finally meeting the boy you wouldn’t shut up about. Texts became daily and non stop between the two of you and so did casual drives and hangouts. Like right now you two were laying in his bed talking about his parents.

“So you’ve been living here since then all by your self?” “Uhm…not exactly. My ex, Tatiana lived with me for a while till we broke up.”

“Oh….you used to date Tati…..the ballerina?”

“The dancer, yeah. You know her?”

“Uhm no, not really.”

Now that was a lie. You and Tatiana went to the same elementary and dance classes when you were little. You even liked her a lot as a friend until she crushed your dreams of wanting to be an ice skater when you were 8. She even went as far as comparing you to a Chubby bunny, causing the nickname to stick around even after she switched schools.

You never saw Tatiana in person again but you definitely remember her.

“Are you guys still in touch?” “I mean we work at the same gym but we’re just civil now. Why?”

“Just wondering, Jer”

“Hmm. What about you then?” He asked you.

“What about me?”

“Who’s your ex? Is he some crazy ice skating olympian i gotta watch out for?” He said jokingly, making you both laugh.

“Not far off, he’s actually a crazy football player.”

Jeremy squeezed his eyes shut. “Please don’t tell me he’s in the NFL y/n.” You rolled your eyes playfully at his dramatics.

“Even if he was, I wouldn’t know Jer. He broke up with me a year before we graduated college and completely ghosted me so I have no idea.”

“Well that’s an asshole move.”

“Tell me about it.”

The mood in the room suddenly got sad and Jeremy wasn’t having it.

“Want me to order pizza? We can get your favorite toppings.”

If one thing made you happy aside from being on the ice it was food.

And just like that the mood was restored and the night went on perfectly.

It had been a couple days since youd seen Jeremy in person due to long practices while also helping your mom with her deliveries. Today you finished said deliveries a bit early and had a special batch that your mom had made specially for Jeremy. You knew these were the hours he was usually at the gym so you drove straight to there.

Walking into the gym with the tupperware and a big smile on your face excited to see your favorite basketball playing hippie. Your excitement decreased the moment you spotted him though. There he was, being a bit more than just civil with you guessed it, Tatiana. Her hand was on his arm and they were both laughing very amicably. A million thoughts started racing through your brain but before you could escape, Tati noticed you standing at the door and pointed you out to Jeremy.

Once he turned around to see you standing there his smile somehow grew even bigger than it already was. Jeremy started making his way towards you but felt like walking was taking too long so he did a little awkward jog.

“Hey pretty, I didn’t know you were coming” He wrapped his long arms around you in a crushing hug only to realize you weren’t squeezing him back like you normally would.

Pulling away he noticed the tupperware box in your hand. “I just wanted to bring you these vegan cookies my mom made, she wanted you to try them before she adds them to her inventory at the bakery” Is what you said as simple as possible while trying to hide your true feelings of what you saw when you walked in but your bluntness and lack of usual excitement was suspicious to Jeremy.

Regardless, he took the tupperware from your hands when you handed it to him but couldn’t help and double check on you.

“That’s so sweet of her, are you sure you’re okay?” “Yeah im totally cool but I gotta get going”

Rushing out of the gym you hear him yell “I’ll text you after your practice!!” without looking back so he wouldn’t see your teary eyes you yell back saying “No need, its gonna be a late one!”

It wasn’t a total lie, you did go to practice but it wasn’t a scheduled one. You just wanted to get your mind off of your own insecurities for a bit while also practicing a certain move you just couldn’t get down. Staying true to the distracting yourself part, hours had gone by and you didn’t even notice.

After trying the one-handed biellman for what felt like the thousandth time and failing, you frustratedly sat on the floor angrily. “Don’t beat yourself up too bad, you almost had it” You jumped a little because you were not expecting to see anyone else at the rink and you were also in your own world until he spoke. It was none other than your once skating partner, Michael. “I’m embarrassed you even saw that, how long have you been standing there?” You still didn’t even bother standing up from your slumped position on the cold ground. “I forgot my charger in the locker room so I came back to get it and then I saw you getting frustrated.” “Want some advice?” “I’ll take all the help I can get Mike” “Say less, c’mon get up” He put his ice skates on and joined you on the ice.

After four consistent tries with Michael’s advice you were finally able to do the spin successfully. Out of pure joy and excitement you both hugged each other with laughs of relief and pride.

“Ahem” The sudden sound made you both turn to the direction of its source to find Jeremy standing there looking quite upset. “So this is why you left in such a hurry and didn’t wanna text me back?” He had his arms spread out to really show you that he was angry. Michael immediately got the message and decided it was time for him to leave. Once Michael was finally away from both of you’s vicinity he repeated his question since you had yet to answer. “So this is what you’re doing now?” At this point you had skated closer to him and you were eye to..almos eye. “What are you even talking about?” Was all you could ask, what did he mean by ‘this’? “You get all weird from me talking to Tati but you’re allowed to be in a rink alone with some buff ass dude?” his voice was slowly raising and he was visibly turning pink.

How did he figure out it was about Tatiana, did she tell him that she knew me?

“Hello?” “That is not the same Jeremy” “HOW IS IT NOT THE SAME Y/N?” Him raising his voice was your final straw, the tears you had been holding back came flooding down along with your insecure thoughts.

“UNLIKE YOU, NOT ALL MEN THAT TRY TO TALK TO ME WANT ME JEREMY.” Jeremy the oh so clueless was oblivious to everything that you have noticed during the few months of you two being together.

“That’s not true” He shook his head in disagreement.

“YES IT IS TRUE, YOURE JUST TOO OBLIVIOUS TO NOTICE IT, EVERY SINGLE TIME YOU GO OUT WITH ME SOME GIRL BLATANTLY FLIRTS WITH YOU AS IF IM NOT THERE”

“PEOPLE DONT APPROACH ME THE WAY THEY DO YOU OKAY SO ITS NOT THE SAME”

“YOU COULD LEAVE ME FOR SOME BETTER LOOKING GIRL ANY MOMENT LIKE EVERY OTHER GUY HAS, SO FORGIVE ME FOR TRYING TO PROTECT MY OWN FEELINGS”

Even after months of knowing you and being with you Jeremy had never seen you this hurt and angry before. You are the most soft spoken and calmest person he had ever been close to so to say he was shocked was an understatement. Along with his shock came speechlessness. All he could do was stare at you apologetically, full of regret for not putting himself in your shoes. He thought that he could think of the right words to fix things and get your relationship back to where it was a few days ago but the next words that came out of your mouth felt like a knife being twisted into his chest. The tears in his eyes mirrored yours. “I think what we had was fun but I don’t think we should continue whatever this was” “y/n don’t say that” “I’m sorry Jeremy”

Without even giving him a chance to defend his case, you skated off to the locker rooms leaving him to sulk in his heartbreak.

While you cried in the locker room, Jeremy decided to leave and give you some space. Deciding against driving all the way home with how much he was crying, he went to the person he knew could help him get you back. After three knocks on the door Kamal opened it to find Jeremy. He was surprised at his sudden visit only to become worried once Jeremy looked up and he noticed the sniffling, red nose and face covered in tears. “Yo what are you doing here? wait are you crying?” Jeremy was already so exhausted from crying that he only felt like saying the minimum. “Can I please talk to Imani? y/n just broke up with me and I don’t even know how to fix this”

Noting Jeremy’s distress Kamal decided that he’d leave his curiosity for another time. “Yeah..yeah sure, come in, I'll get her.” After offering Jeremy a seat at the dinner table Imani decided it was best to help him calm down first. “Would you like some tea Jeremy?” “Uh yeah some tea would be nice” He replied. “Okay what kind of tea would you like?”

Jeremy thought about it then simply said “I’ll just take the hottest one”

To which Imani just stared blankly in confusion. She still questioned why you were so fascinated by this goofy white boy. “….Okay” shaking her head Imani left to make him some tea.

Once Jeremy took a couple sips of the tea and had calmed down quite a bit, Imani decided to initiate the conversation that Jeremy suddenly seemed to be avoiding.

“Okay so what’s up with you and y/n? I thought everything was cool with you two”

“i don't know what went wrong so fast, she saw me with Tati at work and started acting all reserved. She wouldn't text me back for hours so I went to the rink and that's when I found her with some buff ass guy” “You mean Michael?” “I don’t know his name” Jeremy shrugged “Was he fine as hell?”At Jeremy’s offended stare Imani confirmed that it indeed, was Michael. “Sorry, go on” “As I was saying, I saw her with some buff ass guy and I may or may not have shown some jealousy”

Knowing you,Imani had more than an inkling that there was more to the story. “And?” “And that's when she lost it. I mean I had no idea she felt that way Imani. I would've done anything to reassure her from those thoughts if I knew” Jeremy’s voice had gotten more trembly the more he thought about how hurt you were during the argument. He decided to end his story there, not wanting to cry his eyes out in front of your best friend at her dinner table.

Imani could see that you meant a lot to Jeremy. She may not understand your attraction to the guy but you meant a lot to her too and that is something that her and the curly headed white boy had in common. She couldn’t believe that she was about to help him get back in your good graces but here goes nothing. She took a deep sigh and repositioned herself. “Listen Jeremy it’s not your fault, y/n has a lot of insecurities she’s still working on that have nothing to do with you. However, I haven’t seen her this confident and happy in a minute so you must've been doing something right.” She encouraged him. But Jeremy was already wallowing in guilt. “Yeah well that didn’t last very long did it” “Look, what i'm saying is…you gotta be honest and straight up with y/n about your feelings. Tell her how you really feel and what you really think. Never leave anything up for assumption with y/n, that’s one advice i'll give you. You didn’t hear this from me but that girl loves your pale ass. So go get your girl NSYNC” “ I actually prefer Justin Timberlake” “Jeremy..” “Yes?” “Get the fuck out of my house and go get y/n back” “Yes ma’am”

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[lcandothisallday]

A Shot Worth Taking - Jeremy (WMCJ) x f!reader

Part 2 - First Date

warnings: none

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You sat nervously in the restaurant, waiting on Jeremy to arrive. It was your first date with him and he already wasn't making the greatest impression by being fifteen minutes late. He had offered to pick you up from your apartment but you opted to meeting him at the restaurant, not wanting him to deal with the intense LA traffic--but now you were regretting that decision.

You took a sip of your water and tapped your acrylic nails on the wooden table, letting out a sigh. You looked entirely too good to be stood up and the sympathetic stares you were getting from the restaurant staff were starting to piss you off. 

When your phone buzzed, you scrambled to see who texted you, part of you hoping to see Jeremy’s name pop up with an explanation as to why he’s late or if he was gonna show up at all. Instead it was your best friend Vanessa checking in.

Vanessa: Still a no show?

You: Yeah. Just hoping he’s stuck in traffic or something. I’m giving it 5 more mins

Vanessa: Well good luck and update me💖

You turn off your screen and place your phone down once again. You wait a few more minutes and just as you were about to give up, Jeremy rushes into the restaurant, frantically looking around to find you. Once his eyes laid on you, he let out a breath of relief, coming up to you with an apologetic look in his eyes.

“Y/N I’m so sorry,” he began, his voice breathless. “I had a long day--was training a client then did a few side hustles before I got home and...I really had to shower before seeing you and--”

He was going to continue rambling but you only let out a small laugh and waved him off. “Jeremy it’s fine,” you interrupted him in reassurance, giving him a kind smile. He seemed sincere enough that you believed him and wanted to give him a chance—and his rambling was cute you thought.

Truth be told though, part of the reason why Jeremy was late was because he had forced Kamal into playing an extra pick up to hustle a few extra bucks so that he could pay for the date. Unlike before with Tatiana, since the relationship was quite established, they could each pick up the bill on different occasions, depending on the circumstances. But that was before--and with you, he wanted to impress you so he had to have the money. Of course he wasn’t going to let you know all that though.

Jeremy let out another breath of relief before he pulled out the chair and sat opposite you. That’s when you truly got the chance to take in his appearance properly. His curls were beautifully bouncy and he wore the cutest little white crochet-like open button up that complimented him so well. A complete 180 to what you saw him wear at the pick up. 

Jeremy’s nerves got the best of him and all he could do was stare at you mesmerized, prompting you to talk first. “You um...you look very nice,” you complimented him, your cheeks flaring up with heat as you said it. 

His eyes widened at your compliment and his own cheeks went pink. He licked his lips and smiled at you humbly. Goes down the drain his confidence and all his game. “Thank you...you look absolutely beautiful,” he commented back, his hand gesturing to your everything causing you to giggle.

The waitress came and took your orders—not without giving you a questioning look before she had walked off to put it in. You didn’t quite understand why she gave you that look but little did you know it was because Jeremy and Tatiana used to frequent that particular restaurant a lot when they were still together and the waitress caught on.

“Sooo,” Jeremy began, his arms resting on the table in front of him. “You into basketball?”

You shrugged, “I mean—I’d call myself a casual fan. I follow up during the playoffs mostly,” you explain.

Jeremy hummed in understanding. “What team you got? The Lakers?” he asked, his assumption based off of the fact that you were born and raised in LA.

“The Warriors actually—”

Jeremy groaned, “don’t tell me you crushin’ on Jordan Poole too—”

“What?! He’s cute!” you defended with a laugh. “But I can think of a cuter basketball player,” you flirt, your grin widening as you see him instantly shut up and turn visibly red.

“Aight bet,” he chuckled, nodding before he nervously began to play with his fingers. “Were you uh…were you at the pick up watching anyone in particular though?” he mumbled out in question, wanting to know if there were any other guys in your life, which you easily caught on to.

With a smirk you shook your head no. “Nah…my friend Vanessa—her boyfriend plays baseball in the diamond next to the court. I tagged along for fun,” you hummed in response. “But you definitely caught my eye so I guess I was there watching you.”

Jeremy grinned and his cheeks started to tint pink which thankfully wasn’t too noticeable due to the dim lighting of the restaurant. “M’ glad you came…made it more worth it to win,” he mused.

“Oh I’m sure,” you laughed. “You’re a cocky player, you know?”

Jeremy scoffed playfully, although his expression was one filled with amusement in the conversation. “Don’t act like you didn’t like the attention—plus I’m only cocky cos I’m good,” he shrugged.

“I guess I can’t argue there,” you giggle, before you’re interrupted by your phone ringing, signalling someone was trying to face time you.

You look at the caller ID and silence the ringing to respect the fact that you’re on a date. Jeremy ignored it and continue the conversation with you when it rang again.

“You can answer it you know. It’s fine,” Jeremy reassured with a smile. You instantly wave him off with a laugh. “It’s only my nephew—he forces his dad to give him the phone around this time to call me,” you explain with a chuckle. “But it’s fine. I’ll call him back when I’m back home.”

“How old is he?”

“He turns seven in August—”

As Jeremy goes to respond, your phone rings again which makes the curly haired man laugh. “At this point you have to respond. Can’t keep little man waiting,” he mused.

With a playful roll of your eyes, you pick up your phone and accept the face time. As it finally connected, Jeremy couldn’t help but be mesmerized as he watched your reaction to greeting your nephew. The way your eyes lit up and the cutest smile adorned your features made his heart melt.

“Auntie Y/N!! I called you like three times!” the little boy’s exaggerated voice sounded through the speakers, causing you and Jeremy to laugh. “I wanted to tell you I got an A+ on my spelling test!”

Your grin widened, “that’s very good, Adam! I’m so proud of you!” you exclaim.

The little boy giggled before he looked closer at the screen and furrowed his brows. “Waaaaiiit…where are you?” he pouted, noticing the darker scenery and dim lights, and the fact that you were dressed up with makeup on, instead of home in your pjs.

You bit your lip and your gaze shifted over to Jeremy, seeing he had on an amused smile waiting to see how you’d respond. “I’m having dinner with a friend,” you respond, cheeks heating up. “Wanna say hi?”

You giggle as you watch Adam’s eyes go wide before he bashfully hid his face in his hand as you turn the camera towards Jeremy who grinned upon seeing the little boy.

“Hey little man! I’m Jeremy. How’s it going?” he mused.

His cheeks went red from shyness as he squeaked out a quiet ‘good.’

Jeremy knew if he wanted to impress you, he had to win over your nephew so he kept going. “Is that a soccer jersey you have on?”

At the talk of soccer, Adam’s eyes lit up in excitement. “Yeah! I had a game today!”

“Oh that’s so cool!” Jeremy exclaimed. “I’m more into basketball myself but soccer is cool too…maybe we can play together sometime?” he suggested, causing the boy to grin adorably and nod his head.

“Mind if your auntie calls you back later? We’re…” you watch as he dramatically leans closer to the phone screen and cups his hand up pretending to whisper. “I’ll tell you a lil secret…we’re on a date,” he exaggeratedly whispered. “Hoping she’ll be my girlfriend eventually,” he mused, causing your cheeks to flare up with heat. “But I gotta impress her on this date first.”

Adam went shy again as he nodded his head timidly. “I like you Mr. Jeremy…so okay,” he giggled. Jeremy bid his good bye to the boy before you retracted your arm to say good bye yourself.

“Bye habibi, I’ll talk to you later okay?” you confirm. “Love you, bye.” You end the call and look up at Jeremy with the widest grin.

“You're cute and good with kids?” you ask playfully. “And to think I thought I was gonna get stood up by you.”

“Won’t have to worry about that with me,” he mused, sending a wink your way. “What did that mean by the way?” he asked. “The word you called him when you were saying bye.”

“Oh habibi?” you asked, your demeanour now shy. “It just basically means ‘my love’ in arabic...I don’t speak the language much but a few words sneak out here and there,” you explain.

Jeremy grinned at your explanation before he leaned back in his chair comfortably. “I like that...to be honest—I like the way you say it more. It’s quite...exotic.”

“Oh my god! Don’t ever say that again!” you laughed, shaking your head. Jeremy giggled at your reaction before he leaned in closer to you once more.

“So...you know about me...my passion for basketball and the way I hustle...so what’s up with you?” he mused in question.

You merely shrugged. “Not much to know...I work at a Sephora.”

Jeremy nodded. “You close to your family?”

“That’s...” you take in a breath. “A complicated answer,” you admit to him shamefully. “My brother, he’s two years older than I am--he got his college girlfriend pregnant in his first year and of course that fucked up the whole family dynamic because how could my perfect brother be so careless...but he and the girl managed to work things out up until she gave birth and when Adam was two months she gave up completely and gave up all her rights and literally disappeared off of the face of the earth.”

Jeremy showed that he was listening intently and urged you to continue. “So my brother was gonna drop out, but he had worked so hard to get into UCLA so I ended up deferring going to college myself and stayed home with Adam...but one year led to another and another and I just never got to it,” you chuckled sadly. “My brother graduated, got a big tech job in Silicon Valley and got married to the perfect girl and had another kid and like...I know I should happy for him for escaping that cycle he could’ve gotten into as a drop out single dad but...it just sucks cos they moved hours away and my parents now think I did nothing with my life,” you shrugged, fiddling with the rings on your finger.

Jeremy reached across the table to take on of your hands into his. “Have you ever considered going back to school?”

“College, never. Can’t afford it...I’ve been thinking of community college but...I don’t know if I’m mentally prepared to start studying again after so many years outta the game,” you laughed. “So here I am instead working shifts at Sephora and going to silly little pick up games where I meet cute endearing guys.”

“Ima ignore the fact that you said guys as a plural and focus on the fact that you called me cute and endearing.”

You grinned, “whatever floats your boat.”

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[hoodharlow]

Jeremy concept: philosophical discussions 😘💕

"If I were a worm would you still love me?" Jeremy asked Vanessa, as he kissed down her back.

"Ew no." She grimaced. "Maybe I'll keep you in a compost bin."

"Oh, I see." He said, getting up to change.

Vanessa eyed him as he put on his clothes. He sat back on the bed and tended to his knees. She laughed at his dramatics. She waited a few seconds for him to collect himself, but he didn't. He rubbed some pomada and used her massage gun.

"Jer," she said, kneeling in between his legs. She cupped his face and sponged kisses all over. "Hypothetical questions are stupid. Why are you so focused on the what if instead of living in the present. I love you as you, Jer."

"I know you love me as this hot piece of ass, but I thought our love was strong enough for you not care about looks."

"Would you love me if I was a worm?" Vanessa asked.

"Yes, I'd buy one if those terraniums so I can take you wherever I go."

"You better start selling your off brand herba life then because those can get pricy." She said.

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[harlowsthetic]

I can’t wait to put out my first story on here, I’m working hard on the two requests I have right now! Keep those requests coming, please read my rules first b4 you send anything in. ☺️

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[heavyhitterheaux]

Breaking Point

Gif by @harlowgifs 💕

AN: angst ahead and this takes place a few years after Through Thick and Thin 🤭

Synopsis: Jeremy has been lying to you and sneaking behind your back playing basketball when he promised you that he would quit and find a stable job to take care of the both of you. When a certain video comes across your timeline on instagram, you reach your breaking point and your patience has run out

Pairing: Jeremy x Reader (WMCJ)

Requested by: The treacherous twin @harlowsbby 😘💕

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You and your boyfriend were sitting on the couch having a quiet night inside and you were scrolling through your phone while he was talking about one of his new clients that he was working with at the gym named Kamal and getting him to do the 30 day detox program and had his head laying in your lap. You had heard of him since just about everyone who lived in your area knew who he was and you were excited to meet him on Saturday for his son’s birthday party since Jeremy spoke so highly of him.

Just then you caught sight of a video of Jeremy and Kamal playing basketball over on the east side and you felt your heart rate pick up and your face getting hot from anger. You had to take a second to breathe because you were two seconds away from letting him have it.

“Baby, did you hear me?” Jeremy asked and you promptly slid him off of your lap to sit next to him and you were simply staring at him.

“Do you have something that you want to tell me?” You asked and he was looking at you dumbfounded.

“No, I don’t think so. What day is it? It’s Thursday, right? Did I forget something?”

You simply turned your phone around to let him look at it and he suddenly got a look of panic on his face.

“So you mean to tell me that you have been fucking lying to my face this entire time?!” You said while getting up and crossing your arms.

“Wait, baby let me explain.”

“Explain WHAT? Now you’re playing basketball for money? WITH KAMAL? 30 day detox program MY ASS. I cannot believe you fucking lied to me. WE NEVER LIE TO EACH OTHER JEREMY! NEVER! AS UNDERSTANDING OF A PERSON THAT I AM?!”

“Y/N, I know you’re mad, but…”

“You don’t know SHIT! I am so fucking tired of being the only one making money in this house with a steady income! And here you are fucking gambling the little bit of money that we do have saved because how the fuck else are you doing it and entering competitions?”

“WHY CAN’T YOU LET ME HAVE THIS?! YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME! AND I ALWAYS TAKE CARE OF YOU, ALWAYS!”

“You take care of me with what? THE FUCKING EBT CARD? Baby, I want you to be SAFE! That is my main concern! Do you remember when I found you on the FLOOR after your last surgery because you tried to get up by yourself and your knee gave out? What if it happens again and it’s worse, huh? What will happen if you have to get surgery again? HOW THE FUCK ARE WE GOING TO PAY FOR IT WHEN NEITHER OF US HAVE HEALTH INSURANCE?! AND I WON’T HAVE IT UNTIL I GET A BETTER PAYING JOB WITH BENEFITS! WE ARE BARELY FUCKING SURVIVING…. BARELY!” 

“This might be the only shot that I have left to get into the league and I’m going to fucking take it!”

“You are addicted to popping pills no matter how much I try to get you to stop and you most definitely lied about that to me also saying that you were done when I found the bottle yesterday, you have had multiple surgeries and you’re pushing 30 years old and you honestly think that the goal is still going to become a reality? How can we build for our future if you are still living in a fantasy land?! I’m holding on because I don’t want to leave you behind but WAKE THE FUCK UP!”

All Jeremy did was look at you in disbelief before slipping on his slides and grabbing his keys.

“Go ahead, run away like you always fucking do. You’re so scared of me telling you the truth. You need to hear it whether you like it or not. Why can’t you see how much I love you and care about you?!” You said while looking at him and all he did was remain quiet.

“Now I’m beginning to think that you love basketball and popping pills more than you do me.”

“Don’t you ever say that out of your mouth EVER again.” He quietly muttered but all you did was shake your head and threw the pill bottle at him that you got from beneath the couch cushion since you found his hiding spot. He dodged it and it quickly hit the floor.

“Hmm, go ahead and pick it up because I know you want to. If you love me more than the pills, then you won’t.” Was all you said before he turned around and opened the front door to walk out.

Not even ten seconds later, the door was opening again and he quickly picked the pill bottle up off the floor and you just shook your head.

“So, this is what it’s come to? Grow the fuck up because you’re about to be a father and I absolutely REFUSE to bring a child into this mess.”

Jeremy left without another word and all you did was sigh as you sat back down on the couch with tears streaming down your face.

—

It had been a total of three weeks and you haven’t spoken to Jeremy once since the two of you had that huge argument. You were currently staying with one of your best friends, Sadie and she was trying to convince you to hear him out.

“Go and talk to your man, it has literally almost been a damn month since the argument. He loves you more than life itself.”

“Sure doesn’t seem like it.”

“Y/N, come on. You know how much basketball means to him. Now look I am not defending him in any way, however just hear him out. He definitely shouldn’t have lied but I mean come on, if he had asked you there was no way in the world that you were going to say yes to him playing again.”

“Sadie, I’m just scared. This is exactly what I thought was going to happen. The surgeries not working and him trying to hold onto his dream by literal threads. I saw this coming ever since the first two surgeries didn’t work. I… my baby is addicted to popping pills. What if he overdoses and leaves me? Leaves us? I cannot fathom what I would do. I have been with him since I was 17.”

“And all your feelings are valid. But instead of telling me, you need to tell him that. It’s like he knows that he needs help but… I just can’t describe it. Y/N, you know good and well that the last thing he wants is to be addicted to pills. The last thing he would ever want to do is lose you. Just go talk to him. He has been blowing up your phone and MINE for that matter.”

All you did was nod before picking up your phone and sending him a text.

You- Baby, meet me at that new vegan restaurant in an hour

Not even two seconds later you got a response

Jeremy- Is this the part where we break up?

You- If you think that I would give up on you that easily, then you don’t know your girl very well

It was now 7 PM and Sadie had dropped you off at the restaurant and you were nervous. You just wanted for the two of you to be okay. You’ve overcome a lot in the past, but this had to be the one argument that you didn’t know your relationship could come back from. 

You walked in to see him sitting at a table near the back and immediately made your way towards him. He spotted you and quickly hopped up and pulled your chair out for you.

“Thank you.” You said while looking up at him and he gave you a small smile before responding.

“Of course.”

He then went to sit back down in his seat across from you and the two of you were simply staring at each other.

Jeremy was the first one to break the silence.

“Umm, baby I missed you.” He said while grabbing both of your hands and your eyes immediately started to water.

“I missed you too.”

“I… I’m sorry for lying to you and I just wanted to hopefully make some money in order for us to save for our little one but I admit that I shouldn’t have done it. I was being reckless and I… I can’t take the thought of me losing you. You have been there for me more than anyone else has and no matter how much I tried to push you away you were always there when I needed you. I didn’t think about me getting hurt again and the last thing I want is to put you through that because I saw what it did to you too. You mean more to me than anything else in the world, more than basketball and definitely more than the pills and whatever I have to do to make you see that, I’ll do it.”

“I just worry about you so much. Deep down I know that you aren’t happy and… you have to do something for me if nothing else please do this.”

“Anything, baby. I’ll do absolutely anything for you. And being with you makes me happy.”

“I just love you so much but please get help about the pills. I cannot…. “

You took a deep breath before continuing knowing that you were about to cry.

“I don’t want to wake up without you by my side because you overdosed on them. What am I going to do without you? What am I going to tell our little boy? Daddy’s not here because he couldn’t see how much this dream was costing him his actual life?”

“I promise, I will. I’ve gotten so dependent on them and it’s just that it makes me not be able to feel anything and the last thing that I want to do is leave the two of you. I’m so sorry for everything that I’ve put you through and I’m going to prove to you that I won’t go back on my word.”

You simply nodded while wiping your tears away and it looked as if Jeremy had gotten a sharp pain in his knee and winced while leaning out of his chair.

“Ahh, shit, my knee.”

“Baby, what’s wrong?” You asked while attempting to stand up but he then looked up at you holding a ring in his hands as he was down kneeling on one knee.

“Y/N, I said all that to ask you if you would marry me?”

“Wait… how did you pay for this?” You asked while looking down at the pear shaped ring that you told him years ago that you wanted. 

“Baby, don’t worry about it, just give me an answer.”

“If you can get yourself up off the floor without my help, I might consider it.”

“Whaaaat? Seriously? Baby, I have not one but two bad knees! Help me out!”

“Of course I’ll marry you silly! And come on you big baby.” You said as he slipped on your ring and you leaned down to help him up while giving him several kisses.

“Oh, shit. We’re really doing this aren’t we?” Jeremy asked and you simply laughed.

“Yeah, it looks like we are.”

Just then you got a text from Sadie and all you did was smile looking at it

Sadie- I already know what happened since I’m literally sitting across the room. NOW LET ME SEE THE RING!

“Through thick and thin, right?” Jeremy asked and you immediately smiled again.

“Through thick and thin, baby.”

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[harlowcomehome]

Beverly Hills & Basketball:

This work is based off of Jeremy from WMCJ.

Requested by @vanwritesfan-fiction

It was early on a Saturday morning, you were sitting with your two friends Claire and Jensen.

The three of you had known each other since middle school, and you felt slightly forced to hang out with them because all of your dads worked at the same tech company. The company your dad owned.

Jensen was in college, currently getting her master's degree. Claire was working at her mother's company, and you hated to admit it but other than occasionally popping in at your dad's tech company you didn’t have any real responsibility.

Every Saturday morning you met the girls at Chaumont Vegan, eating breakfast together and talking about the last week of your lives.

You typically ordered a matcha croissant and sipped on your espresso as Claire bragged about her life.

“Hey y/n? Do you mind ordering me one of those?” Jensen pointed to your croissant as she and Claire continued to speak.

You nodded and stood up, your classic Louboutin heels demanding the attention of the room.

You were waiting in line for a moment when you finally looked up at the man waiting in front of you.

Your mouth practically fell open as you admired the tall, physically fit, curly-haired man in front of you.

He was nervously bouncing his leg, and squinting at the menu.

He was dressed in basketball shorts, thick tall socks, dirty new balances, and a plain tee shirt. His cheeks were sunburned, and his legs were muscly as they continued to bounce up and down nervously.

“Can I get a power-up bowl?” His voice was deeper than you thought it would be.

“That will be $13.25.” The cashier held her hand out for him to hand her the money but he panicked looking in his pockets for the 25 cents he owed her.

His face grew red as he eyed you standing behind him, there was no doubt in his mind that you were judging him.

“Actually- I changed my mind…”

You handed the cashier a quarter from your wallet.

“You didn’t have to do that” his cheeks were even redder than before.

“It’s not a problem” you smiled, just happy he spoke to you.

“Thank you. I’m Jeremy by the way.” He eyed your outfit up and down, realizing that you probably only helped him to get him out of the way.

“Y/N” you couldn’t help but make eye contact with him. His eyes were the prettiest shade of blue you’d ever seen.

“Ma’am? Your order?”

You realized she had probably been speaking to you the entire time but Jeremy’s piercing blue eyes distracted you.

The two of you waited for your food awkwardly off to the side of the counter. You realized he now seemed standoffish unlike before.

“Jeremy? It’s Jeremy right?”

He turned to you, smiling wide as you spoke to him again.

“You play basketball? Or do you just look the part?” You smiled as he got his protein bowl handed to him.

“I play a little. I’d like to think I could’ve gone pro” he shrugged skipping a lot of major details.

“What stopped you?” You smiled as you leaned against the counter. You noticed your friends were both staring at you now. You repositioned against the counter so Jeremy’s body blocked their view.

“This” he pulled up his shorts and showed you the scars on both of his knees, your eyes grew wide at the sight.

“Oh! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to overstep” Your eyes softened and he knew you were mortified about asking the question.

He chuckled knowing he was going to use it to his advantage.

“I’ll forgive you- if you come watch me hoop tomorrow.”

“Sounds like a deal” you smiled as he handed you his cell phone. You quickly put your number in, calling yourself before handing him his phone back.

“Now I have your number too” You smiled as he waved goodbye to you and you got your order.

When you got back to the table your friends had plenty of questions but you shrugged them off.

****

A majority of your night was spent texting Jeremy. He took a while between texts which usually would’ve annoyed you but didn’t.

Eventually, he called you, and the two of you stayed up all night talking.

He told you about basketball, and how much it meant to him. He explained his injuries and you apologized profusely about asking about them.

He laughed, knowing that bringing it up would embarrass you all over again.

“It’s fine! Honestly, I set myself up for that question, trying to flirt with you.”

“You were flirting?”

“Did it work?”

“I’m going to watch you play tomorrow, so I’d say yes.”

He confided in you about living alone and how his parents had just moved to Las Vegas. You wondered why he stayed here but didn’t pry.

Time continued to pass and before you knew it, it was 2 a.m.

“Jeremy, was that a yawn?”

“Mmmm, not even a little” he mumbled, trying his best to stay awake.

“You need some rest, especially if you’re hooping tomorrow.”

“Aww, you’re already worried about me huh?”

“Goodnight.”

“Goodnight y/n” he dragged your name out before hanging up, making you giggle as you tossed and turned in your bed.

****

Jeremy told you to come watch him play at noon, so you woke up extra early and got ready. You knew you’d be outside most of the day, and stressed not knowing what to wear.

You knew how most people viewed you, and you knew Jeremy’s friends would likely feel the same way. You were clearly rich, Beverley Hills born and raised, and had a silver spoon in your mouth the moment you were born. That didn’t make you a bitch, but you felt the need to prove that more often than you’d like to admit.

You put on a pair of bike shorts, high-top Converse, and a purple body suit. You put on a light cardigan on top, grabbing a tote bag from your closet, and dumping your belongings inside of it.

“I think this works” you mumbled to yourself before checking your phone. Jeremy had already text you hoping you hadn’t already forgotten about him.

You had agreed to meet him at the outside court, and when you pulled up in your Rolls Royce all of his friends scoffed and mumbled to one another.

“This girl is talking to you?” Kamal chuckled as you locked your car and walked toward them.

Renzo and Speedy exchanged looks and laughs at one another as Jeremy jogged over to greet you.

“Hi, Jere!” You squinted at him before pulling out your luxury brand sunglasses.

“I’m glad you’re here.” His smile was sincere as you walked beside him and over to the bleachers.

“I said I’d come!” You smiled before taking a seat next to Imani.

The two of you hit it off immediately, she explained that Kamal was her husband and eventually mentioned her utter surprise that you were here.

“What do you mean?”

“You came up here in a Rolls Royce, you have on Prada sunglasses and your overall look doesn’t scream I like to spend my free time watching basketball games.”

You understood her point of view, it didn’t surprise you to hear.

“I played basketball in high school. But I’m here because Jeremy asked me to come and I think he’s a nice guy.”

Imani smiled as she watched the way you looked at him, it was as if you already loved him. She hadn’t seen anyone look at Jeremy that way before.

“Jeremy’s been through a lot, I don’t know how much he’s told you but he doesn’t need someone looking at him like a charity case.”

“I promise it’s nothing like that. I don’t want to “fix” him. He’s not my “summer project.” You continued to use air quotes with your hands which made Imani laugh out loud.

“I take it, I’m not the first person to question your motives?” Imani noticed your overall defensive reaction.

“You’re not the first person to look at me as a spoiled entitled rich bitch, no. “

Imani admired the honesty, smiling as you both watched everyone play.

Your eyes stayed on Jeremy, smiling to yourself as you watched his curls bounce around. The sun was hitting him just right.

“He’s really good” you giggled to Imani who was truthfully still trying to read you.

When the game was over you ran over to Jeremy hugging him.

“Are you sure you wanna hug me? I’m covered in sweat” he chuckled as you embraced him anyway.

“I don’t care about that!” You giggled forgetting that you had met him only yesterday.

You realized the look of his friends and teammates, making you feel awkward as you took your hands off of him.

Jeremy cleared his throat, introducing you to everyone. They eyed you up and down, not fooled by your tote bag in the least.

“Hi! It’s nice to meet everyone.”

“You’ve got a lot of nerve driving that rich bitch mobile here” one of Jeremy’s teammates sharply replied.

“Dude! Don’t call her a bitch.” Jeremy was embarrassed, not expecting that reaction at all.

“Well my middle-class mobile is in the shop so” you shrugged realizing that was probably the wrong thing to say before quickly leaving for your car.

Jeremy was hot on your heels, chasing after you.

“Y/N! Don’t! Hey! Wait!”

You turned to him, realizing he was limping after you.

“Oh fuck” you ran over to him, your tote bag falling off your shoulder as his friends still watched the both of you from afar.

“Jeremy! Are you okay?” You offered your arm and shoulder as he only slightly leaned on you, worried he’d hurt you.

“Yeah, you’re just really fast” he chuckled as he limped to your car before eventually sitting inside of it with you.

“Are you going to be okay? I’m sorry about what I said. I just get nervous because what if you think they're right and I don’t want you to see me that way and I -“

Jeremy leaned in to kiss you, interrupting your ramblings.

“He called you a rich bitch, I would’ve got defensive too.”

“I mean” you motioned to the inside of your car that you were sitting in, making Jeremy laugh so hard he snorted.

“Did you just snort?”

“Sorry,” he mumbled, as he rubbed one of his knees, wincing at the pain.

“Don’t apologize, it was cute.”

Before he could focus on what you said you continued to talk.

“Do you want me to drive you home? I’m worried about your knees.”

Jeremy nodded and showed you the way to his house, inviting you inside once you got there.

“Do you really want me to come in or do you just need help up those two steps?” You motioned to his front door, as he leaned on you.

“A little bit of both” he smiled as you both entered his house.

The smell of patchouli and incense hit you immediately, you looked around at his home decor noticing an overall “earthy vibe.”

“Your house is cool” you smiled as he limped to the kitchen.

“Thanks! I get a lot of this stuff from the thrift store.”

You stood up, admiring his crystal pendulums that hung from the wall.

“Do you want anything to drink? I can make a smoothie or something.”

“I’m fine actually. Thank you.” You sat down on his couch, which barely had any cushion to it, watching as he took two ice packs from the freezer.

“Can I help? I really want to” You wanted to take care of him, and you weren’t entirely sure why.

“Are you sure?” Jeremy limped into the living room, and you helped him sit down.

“Does this always happen after basketball games?”

“No, but I was going extra hard today because a very beautiful girl was there” he smiled before groaning again.

“Do you have any medicine or muscle cream?” You looked around the room.

“I just ran out of pills” he sighed.

“Do you want to lay in bed at least?”

“Y/N! What kind of man do you take me for?” He chuckled and you did too before following him to his bedroom.

****

The following weeks consisted of you and Jeremy spending as much time together as possible. You bought him several different CBD creams and rubs for his knees, and eventually, he found the money to replace his pills.

You finally admitted to him that you played basketball which meant you two played a lot of one on one.

You tried every vegan place imaginable, and Jeremy rarely let you pay even though you knew he probably should.

You and Jeremy had two very different ways of living but you made it work.

You argued about petty things like the drinking glasses he used at home or the fact that he reused socks a few times before washing them but it was never anything big.

It wasn’t until you started canceling Saturday mornings with the girls that they noticed you weren’t around as much.

They drove around looking for your Rolls Royce, and when they couldn’t find it they asked your parents where you could be.

Claire and Jensen practically both had a heart attack when they found your car outside of Jeremy’s house.

“Why would she be staying here? This place seriously needs a paint job.” Jensen gagged dramatically as Claire parked her car behind yours.

“Her parents know she’s staying here? That’s so weird” Jensen continued.

Claire called your phone, waking Jeremy in the process.

“Babe, your phone” he yawned before pushing it toward you.

You sat up, answering with a mumble.

“Were you still sleeping?” Claire gasped checking the time.

“What do you want?”

“Come outside, right now.” She hung up and your heart started to beat faster and faster.

You turned to Jeremy who was already back to sleeping peacefully beside you.

You looked down at your outfit, you were wearing one of Jeremy’s oversized shirts, with nothing but underwear underneath and long socks.

“Fuck it” you mumbled as you walked outside.

“Y/n! What the fuck are you wearing?” Claire exclaimed as both girls looked horrified.

“What do you guys want?”

“Why have you been avoiding us? Is someone holding you hostage? Why do you look so- poor?” Jensen snapped.

What you didn’t know was that Jeremy was standing on the opposite side of the wall, listening to everything.

“This is exactly why I’ve been avoiding you two. You’re both so narrow-minded and cold-hearted. I have a fucking T-shirt on and socks and now you’re calling me poor? Get a fucking grip.”

“Who lives here?” Jensen took a step forward but you knew that she wouldn’t step foot inside Jeremy’s house.

You were silent, trying your best not to explode, knowing you didn’t owe them a thing.

“Who lives here y/n?”

“My boyfriend lives here and eventually I hope I will too.”

“Your boyfriend? Are you fucking kidding me?” Claire sharply laughed pure venom behind it.

“I’m not kidding, and I love him.”

“You love me?”

You turned, looking through the screen door to see Jeremy leaning against the door frame in nothing but his boxers and a white tank.

“I love you Jeremy” you whispered, a twinkle in your eye.

“I love you too baby. Do you really want to move in?”

“Is that okay?”

He flung the door open, making both Claire and Jensen take a step back. He picked you up, you wrapped your legs around him as he kissed you in front of both of them.

“That’s more than okay!” He had been trying to figure out a way to bring it up to you but was scared you’d think it was too soon.

It took you a minute to realize he was holding you. “Baby, your knees!”

“I’m fine, promise” he smiled, he secretly loved how much you worried. 

He walked you both inside slamming the front door behind you, sending a clear message.

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[whoreforharlow]

Yall already know i had to come be a hater to my favorite white boy lol

Jack really lacks marketing skills. This is the most J Cole/Kendrick Lamar, "I don't gotta show face to my fans for them to show out", kind of energy that I don't think he's earned to put out. Like he does little to no promotion for his music, his movie, his drink, but like is expecting a surge of support...but he's definitely not built the reputation for it. CHTKMY kinda flopped as his sophomore album, and that had tons more marketing and anticipation. He's dropping a random album in the middle of whenever, and I don't really think people are expecting greatness from it. Like his feature on Mockingbird Valley wasn't stellar, so like I'm not really super excited for this album.

I've always been bothered by Jack being reclusive as an artist, knowing that yes he deserves privacy, 1000000%, but him giving -10 interaction with his fandom in what is still the growing stages of his career gives off GOAT energy, which logistically, this man cannot be a certifiable GOAT in hip hop. Like he can maintain a personal and professional boundary while still interacting with fans that doesnt compromise his privacy and personal life. Honestly he can drop off once he's solidified himself on the throne like Cole and Kendrick, I'm not saying he's gotta be a instawarrior like Drake, and he can literally disappear without a trace, but you gotta earn that kind of unwavering support with unwavering quality. There is no chance of disappointment when it comes to Kendrick or Cole or Drake or Wayne or Jay or any of the rappers who've earned their spot/title. I almost think it's cocky and arrogant of Jack to see himself as equals to them in that aspect: that drop off and pop up energy, but popping up with mediocre music 🤷🏽‍♀️. Like I'm almost disappointed for younger Jack because he really wanted it and older Jack is kinda dropping the ball. Perhaps his desires changed and he's not as hungry?

I think it stems from that one Drake interview where Drake says he feels like he can't do the "drop off, pop up" thing with his fanbase like Cole and Kendrick, and I wonder if Jack is trying to get ahead of that? Idk, I just feel like he's gotta do better with fan interaction and building his brand better, especially to at least show his appreciation to his fans online.

I'm sad to say that I'm more excited for Jack Harlow fanfics to drop than this man's actual music 😅 like I'm more into the idea of this man lol, he's my favorite face claim at this point 😂

I am super excited for WMCJ, from the trailer it looks great. I'm glad he's into acting, I'm sorry to say it, it seems he's a better actor than rapper 😬

It's crazy because I really liked his older stuff. Like up until TWTAS, which I wasn't the biggest fan of, but I thought was decent for his freshman album. I think Jack's music lacks story, or something to connect to. Like even if he held onto the "white man in rap" narrative, it would give more of a story. His music just seems themeless, and I think that's why I'm growing tired of it. Mockingbird Valley really fell through for me, feeling like it's the same as all his other songs. There really isn't much development in his pen and idk if that's because he's been co-signed by the greats on CHTKMY, or what, but I expect more.

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[sob-sister]

Not sure if I’m the only one feeling this way but I don’t want to see any more pda from Jack. I know he’s with women and always has been but I prefer when he keeps it private. I want him to be happy, but I just don’t like seeing him hold hands with a girl nevermind anything else 😭

no? 😮 you want him in his private era still? damn, i just wanna see if he lives up to the fanfics y’all have been writing. lol.

so how did you feel about wmcj and all the tati scenes (if you’ve seen it)? or did that not affect you, because it was acting?

thank you for stopping by.

[lcandothisallday]

A Shot Worth Taking - Jeremy (WMCJ) x f!reader

Part 4 - Sister’s Know Best

warnings: except for an awful ending🤡 but mentions of drug/drinking abuse!

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You stood in your tiny kitchen, cutting up cucumbers for the salad you were making, while your friends Vanessa and Destiny hung around the island helping you with the rest of the dinner.

It had been about a month since your first date with Jeremy. You've been seeing him rather consistently in this month, and to say you were slowly yet surely falling hard for him was a severe understatement. All of him was addicting--his smile, his humour, the way he made you feel all giddy--all the way down to the way he dressed even. It's been a while since you felt like this and it was truly refreshing to meet a good guy.

"You know, Jeremy put me on some of these organic drinks...and they're actually so good," you pointed out to your friends. "You should definitely try it. They’re in the fridge--"

"Girl I'm not trying no damn nasty ginger drink that looks like murky water," Destiny scoffed, shaking her head. You tossed your head back in laughter. "I promise it's good!" you defended. "He also took me to this vegan restaurant the other day and like it genuinely changed my perspective on the whole diet.”

Destiny groaned and smacked her hand against Vanessa’s arm. "C'mon Nessa! Tell her his dick game can't be that good for white boy to have her out here eating rabbit food!"

"Actually, we haven't slept together yet," you hummed with a smirk. "So that argument is now invalid...but he seems like the type to have a good dick game," you shrugged, continuing to slice up some more vegetables.

"Speaking of Jeremy though..." Vanessa began. "I don't know if its such a good thing that you're seeing him," she admitted to you reluctantly.

You couldn't help your scoff before you set down the knife you were using and looked up at your best friend. "And why is that?"

"Danny goes to the same gym as him. And he told me some wild shit. Y/N--he pops pills, gets drunk in the gym and starts fights--apparently he used to date a dancer that taught classes there--"

"Yeah I know about his ex," you stated firmly. "They dated for like six years--and Danny's probably getting him confused with someone else! Jeremy isn't like that at all. He rarely gets mad or frustrated. He's always meditating--"

Vanessa shook her head. "You've only been seeing him a month!" she exclaimed. "How well do you actually know him babes? The pill popping--the drinking--probably the reason why him and his ex broke up if they were together six years! Don't be delusional, Y/N. Not to mention he's broke broke. Like I know we all struggle financially in this economy but he goes around selling those detox drinks around the gym--that can't be the best sign," she sighed. "Y/N...I just don't want you to get hurt. You clearly don't know the full picture."

You scoffed again and crossed your arms over your chest. "Oh so Danny does apparently?--God Vanessa I actually really like him! You guys are the ones who told me to shoot my shot!"

"I'm just telling you what Danny told me," she said calmly. "It's simply a warning before you get too deep with him.”

You let out a sigh of defeat and nod your head. “I’ll be careful.”

__

It was now the next day and Jeremy had invited you out to the pier for a late evening date. Your fingers were intertwined with his as the two of you walked along the water.

“How have your knees been?” you ask him.

Jeremy grinned and gave your hand a squeeze. “Really good! I think getting more movement in while playing more basketball lately has really helped.”

“Is that how it really works?” you questioned with an awkward chuckle, causing Jeremy to catch on. He stopped walking and took both your hands into his, before he looked down at you with a raised brow. “What did you hear about me?”

Your cheeks heated up immensely and you looked away. “C’mon Y/N—someone must’ve told you something for you to question my knees,” he sighed. The only reason he even caught on was because Tati had asked him the same question before, vying for a reason to suspect he was on his pain meds again.

You let out a sigh. “Vanessa’s boyfriend--"

"Damn--I needa properly meet this Vanessa chick cos she clearly has it against me--"

You interrupt quickly. "I'm being serious, Jer. Her boyfriend Danny goes to the same gym as you…told her that you pop pills and that you pick fights while drunk,” you explained.

Jeremy chuckled as one of his hands moved up to run his fingers through his curls. “I only ever picked a fight once—and it was right after my ex left me…and as for the pain meds…they just help with my knees,” he shrugged. “Believe me if my knees weren’t still an issue after the multiple surgeries I’ve had I wouldn’t still be taking them.”

“So it’s not like…an addiction thing?”

Jeremy shrugged, “would you even wanna know if it was?”

“Touché…” you mumbled lowly, biting your lip in thought. “What about you and Tati?” you asked. “Why did you two break up?”

“Y/N I already told you,” he groaned.

You shook your head. “No that was before I knew what I knew,” you say stubbornly.

Jeremy scoffed, his hands leaving yours as he began to feel cornered. “So what? You want me to fucking admit it was because of the pills? And because all I cared about was basketball? Because yeah I guess it was and--"

You cut him off by leaning up and pressing your lips to his in a gentle yet determined kiss. Jeremy's words trailed off, his surprise evident in the way he momentarily froze before he responded to your kiss with equal intensity. The worries and doubts that lingered in your mind were momentarily pushed aside as you allowed yourself to get lost in the warmth of the moment.

After what felt like an eternity, you both pulled away, breathless and eyes wide. Jeremy's expression softened, and he reached up to cup your cheek. "I didn't want to bring this up so soon, but you deserve to know the truth," he admitted, his voice filled with sincerity. "So uh yeah. That's why we broke up."

"I really like you Jer...if you're working on yourself with these things then--"

"I am I am!" he rushed to confirm. "I'm in therapy and I'm getting better being off the pills and I'm not a violent guy--that fight was just at a bad time and--"

"Jeremy!" you interrupted him with a laugh. “I appreciate your honesty. That’s all I wanted,” you explained with a smile.

He let out a breath of relief as he nodded. “Can I kiss you again then?” he asked, his fingers anxiously playing with your own as he felt his cheeks heat up. You giggled as you nodded.

With a grin, he dipped his head back down again, connecting his lips to yours in another searing kiss. Your arms moved up to wrap around his neck while his hands rested on your hips. The kiss deepened, the world around you fading away as you lost yourself in the taste and feel of Jeremy's lips.

Perhaps you were being stupid and let the whole thing slide too easily, but you truly didn’t care in that moment. The way his lips felt soft against your own and how his beard lightly scratched your skin was all that mattered as you kissed under the moonlight and the waves crashed against the shore.

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[lcandothisallday]

A Shot Worth Taking - Jeremy (WMCJ) x f!reader

title credit to my wonderful ⛽️ anon

hi hi. soooo this is like my first ever proper series…im hoping i actually stay committed to writing it LOL. it’s the first time i’ve like properly given my reader a backstory (and personality lmao) so im hoping this does well. enjoy!

i do plan on taking requests for this relationship that can be put in order of chronological events.

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part 1 - you meet jeremy at a pickup game where he tries to impress you with his basketball skills

part 2 - your first date with jeremy where he learns more about you

part 3 - first date continued where the spark grows

part 4 - sister’s know best (COMING SOON)

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[lcandothisallday]

A Shot Worth Taking - Jeremy (WMCJ) x f!reader

Part 3 - First Date Continued

warnings: none

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Your date with Jeremy was going much better than you had ever anticipated. He was extremely charming and his jokes had you doubled over in laughter more times than you could count.

The way he smiled too, with his dimple showing made your heart flutter and put butterflies in your stomach in the best way possible. Simply put, it was very hard not to fall for him.

When it came time to pay, Jeremy flagged down the waitress and instantly pulled out his wallet to pull out some bills. Instantly you reached for purse. “We can split—”

Jeremy shook his head with a smirk. “What kinda gentlemen would I be if I didn’t pay for our first date?” he asked, causing you to smile shyly and pull back while saying a small thanks.

Jeremy nodded with a grin and slipped the amount into the bill book. “Now I don’t know about you…but I kinda don’t want this date to end yet so are you down to hang out some more?” he asked.

You couldn’t help the wide grin that made its way onto your lips. “I’d love that actually.”

“Great,” he mused. When the waitress finally came back with his change, the two of you got up but not before the waitress gave you an obvious once over before turning to Jeremy with a dubious smirk. “Whatever happened between you and Tati? Y’all would always come in here together—”

Jeremy felt like a deer caught in the headlights with the question catching him off guard. He looked at you shamefully before he turned back to the waitress. He wanted to cuss her out for being messy—obviously wanting to start something with the boring day she probably had. But it was completely unnecessary of her.

“Uhhh…we broke up…but that’s not really your business huh? Now if you’ll excuse us,” he mumbled, taking your hand and beginning to lead you out the restaurant. Once far enough out, he turned to you with the most apologetic look on his face. “Y/N I’m so sorry about that—I don’t even know why she felt the need to bring that shit up,” he groaned. “Just being fucking messy.”

“Jeremy it’s fine. Clearly she was just bored and wanted to rile you up for entertainment…makes sense why she kept looking at me funny the entire time,” you reassure. “Although I am wondering why you brought me to a restaurant you frequented often with your ex girlfriend…”

Your comment made Jeremy’s eyes widened, “it’s cos I know the food is good—it’s not—”

“Jeremy I’m only teasing!” you exclaimed with a laugh. “C’mon—I don’t care about that stuff—it’s not like I expect you to be some virgin,” you giggled reaching for his hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “It’s all good. I promise.”

Jeremy let out a breath of relief. “I just really like you…”

“That’s good…because I really like you too. Now come on—what did you have in mind?”

Jeremy grinned as he began to lead you towards his car. “You’ll just have to wait and see.” As you approach his little porche, your eyes widened slightly.

“This is your car? It’s so cute!” you exclaimed, your fingers tracing the smooth metal before you looked back at him and catching his awkward expression. “What?”

“It um…it belonged to my ex-girlfriend’s dad actually,” he replied, cheeks warming up as he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Oh…”

“I’m not helping my case am I?” he asked bashfully, you shaking your head ‘no’ with a giggle. “Not really,” you teased. “How long did you two date?” you asked, testing the waters a bit.

Jeremy shrugged, fidgeting with the car keys in his hand. “Like six years,” he mumbled in response, causing your eyes to go wide and a ‘wow’ to escape your lips. “She didn’t like that I got back into basketball.”

You furrowed your brows. “That’s a dumb reason to end things with someone you’ve been with for six years,” you pointed out, clearly not knowing the full picture since he was leaving out some key details.

“Yeahhh…but that’s not important anymore,” he mused, wanting to move on from that topic and opening the passenger side door for you. “I’ve moved on to bigger and better things,” he mused, winking your way.

You giggled and stepped into the car, watching as he went back around to his own side and hopping in from the top. He settled in before he began the drive. You didn’t know exactly where he was taking you, but you welcomed whatever the adventure was with open arms.

He parked in front of the beach and hopped out of the car, you doing the same. "Alright...I'm thinking we go sit by the beach?" he suggested, although you had another idea in mind. You had taken notice of the basketball that sat in his backseat and the empty court nearby, so instead, you grabbed the ball and smirked as you turned to look at him. "How about you teach me a few things instead?"

Jeremy grinned and raised a brow at you. "Thought basketball wasn't really your thing?"

"Hmm but you're my thing and I wanna be able to keep up with your interest," you shrugged. "Also you seem to forget that me watching you play is what got us here on this date in the first place--"

Jeremy smirked. "Baby--just say you think it's hot watching me play," he shrugged nonchalantly with confidence. The way he used the term of endearment with such ease caused your cheeks to heat up. "Yeah what if I do?" you challenged.

"Then how can I deny such a pretty girl her request and desires?" he teased, causing you to roll your eyes and let out a laugh.

“Yeah yeah,” you scoff, tossing him the basketball which he caught with ease. He grinned at you with amusement before he began to dribble the basketball towards the court before he began with a light run and proceeded to finish with the perfect layup. He swung around and smirked before he passed you the ball.

“Know how to do a lay up?” he asked, and you shook your head.

“Just because I know the rules of the game doesn’t mean I know how to play the game,” you laughed. Jeremy grinned and shrugged, “that’s fair” he said, before he walked his way back over to you. He moved to stand behind you, placing his hands on your waist. His warm touch sent a pleasant shiver down your spine, and you couldn't help but lean into his embrace.

"Alright, I'll show you the basics," Jeremy said, his voice low and comforting. "First, you want to dribble the ball like this." He gently guided your hands to hold the basketball and demonstrated the dribbling motion.

You followed his lead, bouncing the ball with a bit of uncertainty at first.

"Now, when you're ready to go for the layup, take a step with your left foot, jump off your right foot, and extend your arm for the shot," Jeremy explained, demonstrating the moves as he spoke.

You nodded, focusing on his instructions. With Jeremy's hands still on your waist, he gently guided you through the steps, helping you find your balance and timing.

The first time you got it in with the correct moves, you squealed and jumped up in joy. "Did you see that?! I think I did that one perfectly!"

Jeremy laughed as he hummed in agreement. "I can see...you're a natural," he mused.

"Only because I have such a good teacher," you grinned.

"That was your plan all along wasn't it?"

You merely shrugged, although the smirk was growing wider on your lips. "What if it was? Wanted an excuse for you to put your hand on my waist," you mused.

"Ohhh...so it's like that?" Jeremy asked in amusement.

You pretend to think for a second. "Hmm--I think you're reading too much into it."

"Nah clearly I wasn't reading into it enough."

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[hoodharlow]

Jeremy concept: sharing drinks 😌

Idk why I struggled with this. Sorry this is short and bad 😭😭😭

"You know part of the 30 day detox plan is you not drinking this kind of shit." Jeremy told Vanessa, pulling her strawberry milkshake away.

"You know part of being vegan is not eating eating a double double from In-N-Out." She said, snatching back her milk shake. "Also, I'm not part of your silly 30 day wannabe herba life detox plan."

"What about the vanilla protein shake you had this morning?" He smirked.

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[hoodharlow]

jeremy and reader going to a carnival and he keeps losing money at the games because he’s trying to win her the biggest stuffed animal

As y'all know I suck at y/n and reader fics so I'mma make an OC for this. Melissa Barrera is the fc, if you seen In the Heights then you'll get this

Vanessa watched Jeremy dramatically stretch and twist around, cracking his back. He jogged in place then did side lunges. The neighborhood middle school was hosting a carnival night in the gym to fund for a trip to San Francisco. They've been in the same booth for over ten minutes. There was a line of middle schoolers waiting for their turn.

"Jer, why don't we hit another booth?" She said, after watching him lose another round the duck ring toss.

"Did you not want the Charmander?" He asked, handing the carnie another ten dollars.

The group of kids behind them groaned when the carnie handed Jeremy the rings.

"I'm getting a churro, you're hopeless." She said.

Jeremy nodded as he closed one eye to aim. Vanessa shook her head, smiling. At least the money was going to back to the school. She got her churro and a fruit cup for Jeremy then made her way back to where he was. When she got the stand, he wasn't there anymore.

She felt something her on her ass followed by hissing sounds. "I knew that ass was fire." Jeremy said, pulling away the flame end of the ginormous Charmander.

"You actually won it?" She asked, handing him their food to take in the stuffed toy.

"Nah, one of the parents paid the carnie to just give me Charmander so the kids could play." He said.

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[heavyhitterheaux]

Through Thick and Thin

AN: I'm literally obsessed with WMCJ and keep watching it lol

Synopsis: When your long term boyfriend Jeremy first gets injured, you do your best to help take care of him. But now that he has had multiple surgeries, it all comes to a head when he realizes nothing is going to be the same anymore

Pairing: Jeremy x Reader (WMCJ)

Requested by: the gorgeous @nattinatalia 😘💕 and shoutout to @hoodharlow since these two are always letting me bounce ideas off of them 🥰

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You woke up with a start and glanced at the clock on the nightstand which read 2:57 am which led you to then peek over to see your boyfriend wide awake staring off into space.

"Babe, why are you up? Are you in pain?" You asked while sitting up and brushing a hand through his curls.

"Just couldn't sleep. That's all." He answered while taking your hand in his and rubbing the back of it. 

"Well why didn't you wake me up? I'm worried about you."

"I'm good, babe. I promise, just go back to sleep."

"As long as you're sure?" You asked while moving closer to him.

"I'm sure, you have to get up early for work in a few hours. Go back to sleep." Jeremy said while leaning over to kiss your forehead.

"Don't stay up too much longer, okay? I love you." You said while snuggling up to his side.

"I love you too. So much."

When he heard your heavy breathing, he pulled his phone back out to continue watching his highlight reel from when he used to play basketball and sighed. 

He tore not one, but both ACL's and since having multiple surgeries, his body wasn't nearly the same and had a feeling that him playing basketball was a thing of the past.

He was currently recovering from his latest surgery with you being his primary caregiver and this was putting a huge dent in both of your finances. 

Instead of teaching multiple dance classes a day like before, you were down to two so you could be home with him helping him recover. Deep down Jeremy knew that you didn't mind it, but he couldn't help but start to feel as if he was a burden to you. He would never tell you that seeing as how much both of you loved each other and he knew for a fact that you would never think of caring for your boyfriend as a burden. 

So in the mornings, you would set him up on the couch with food, snacks, water, and medicine while you went to work. It was only for two and a half hours, but long enough for you to worry about your boyfriend. Ever since his injury happened, they were hopeful that this first surgery would work and he would be able to play again. Now we were on surgery number four and it was beginning to look bleak. 

When you got home, you would get there in time in order to open the door for his physical therapist to come in and work with him on different exercises.

You knew how much basketball meant to Jeremy and if he never got the chance to play again, you didn't know what he would do and you were scared. 

In the end, all you wanted was for him to be okay. 

Your alarm went off at 6:30 and you quickly silenced it. You looked over to see Jeremy sound asleep with his phone on his chest. You quickly picked it up to place it on the charger to make sure it would have a full battery just in case he needed to call you for something and noticed that it was playing a video of him playing basketball and you simply turned it off and sighed.

Once you were out of the shower and dressed, you went to his side of the bed and simply placed kisses all over his face until he woke up.

"Hmm? You okay baby?"

"Hey I'm fine. How do you feel? Do you want me to help you get in the shower or do you think you have it?"

"I think I got it and I feel okay."

"Okay, go ahead. I'll just lay out some clothes for you." 

He simply nodded as he moved the comforter off of him and proceeded to swing his legs around off the bed in order to stand up. You were watching closely as you stood in front of him ready to help if he needed you. 

One thing you never let him do was move from room to room or get in the shower by himself if you weren't home to help him. The last thing you wanted to risk was him falling.

He took the crutches as you handed them to him and he leaned down to kiss you before making his way into the bathroom. 

After you made sure that he got there okay, you took the opportunity to make up the bed and neatly laid his clothes on top of it. You then headed to the kitchen to make breakfast for the two of you and decided on bacon, eggs, and fruit even though Jeremy swore up and down that he was going to go vegan. 

Him always ordering McDonald's proved otherwise.

Once you were finished with breakfast and setting up all that he would need on the couch in the living room, you went back into the bedroom to see him finishing getting dressed and you simply walked over to him and placed a kiss on top of his curly hair and all he did was look up at you and smile.

"You sure you’re okay? I can stay home if…"

"No baby, we both know how much we need the money and I'll be fine. I should be back on my feet in no time."

"Okay. Come on, let me help you up." You said as you held out your hand for him to take and made sure he steadied himself as he stood up. 

You let him walk in front of you as you held onto him from behind until he was safely on the couch in front of the TV. 

"Okay, I made you food and you have snacks. Oh and your water. Here's the remote and your phone is fully charged. I shouldn't be long, okay?"

All Jeremy did was nod and you couldn't help but to frown.

"Baby, it's going to be okay. I have to go, but you know I love you to the moon and back." You said while leaning down to give him several kisses.

"I love you too. I'll probably just go back to sleep after I eat."

"Okay, you have your phone if you need me and do not get up by yourself."

"I know, I know."

“Be back soon.”

—

You turned the key into the door, finally getting home and walked into the living room to see your boyfriend on the floor and immediately dropped your bag and ran over to him.

“Oh my gosh, baby are you okay? Are you hurt? What did I tell you about trying to get up by yourself?! Why didn’t you wait for me?! Here let me help you.” You said while holding out your hand for him to take and he immediately pushed you away.

“I don’t need your fucking help, I can do it.”

“What the hell is the attitude for? Baby you’re on the FLOOR. I don’t want you to risk hurting yourself even more, you just had surgery! AGAIN.”

“And you don’t have to remind me. Don’t you think I know that? It’s the fourth fucking time.”

“Jeremy, lose the attitude immediately because this is not okay. We don’t talk to each other like that.”

He suddenly got silent as he pushed himself up so that his back was now resting against the couch and you were sitting next to him.

“Baby, please just let me help you.” You said while tears were forming in your eyes. It hurt you seeing him this upset and knowing that the one thing he wanted to do you couldn’t help him with. 

“I’m… I’m never going to play again am I?” He quietly asked while not looking at you and you immediately sighed.

“We don’t know that, yet.”

“It’s pretty fucking clear since this is now the fourth surgery that I’ve had for the same damn thing.”

“I get that you want to play, I do, but there is so much more to life than playing basketball.”

“Easy for you to say since you can still dance and do what you love. I can’t do anything anymore. I can’t even pay for a bag of my girlfriend’s favorite chips when I go to the store because I don’t know if my card will get declined or not. I was supposed to be playing in the NBA by now and now look at me. Just a complete failure at everything including being your boyfriend. What are you even still doing with me anyway? I have absolutely nothing to offer you anymore. I had so many plans for us when I made it to the NBA. Can’t even propose to you because I can’t afford a damn ring to put on your finger.” You could slowly see the tears start to fall and you immediately scooted onto his lap and embraced him while trying to wipe them away.

“I’m with you because I love you and I have loved you since I was eighteen years old. So what if you didn’t make it to the NBA? You say you had all these plans for when you did, but we can still make them a reality. Bottom line is we have each other and I am not going anywhere and have no plans to. You mean the absolute world to me and we are in this together. No matter how much of a fight you put up or push me away, I am never leaving your side.”

Jeremy was silent as he slowly rubbed your back before hugging you tighter when you suddenly had an idea.

“Meditate with me.” You said and he looked over at you as if you were crazy.

“I’m not doing that shit and since when do black people meditate?”

“Jer, come on. You’ll feel better. Just try. I recently started doing it and it helps."

You then took his hands in yours and started to slowly inhale and exhale telling him to do the same.

“When you feel like you need to be grounded, doing meditation helps.”

Before he knew it, fifteen minutes had passed and he opened his eyes and simply looked at you.

“Like I said before, you mean everything to me and this is just a minor bump in the road. We’re going to get to a place where we don’t have to worry about where our next meal is coming from and I just thought about something that you said earlier. You want to marry me?”

“Well, yeah. I thought it was obvious.” Jeremy said while looking down and playing with your hands.

“I’d marry you in a heartbeat but first I want us to focus on you getting better. I will be here for you through it all, you understand?”

“I understand.”

“And now do you feel better after meditating with me?”

“I.. do.”

“One step at a time and we’ll get there. I love you so very much and I just wish you could see what I see in you.” You said while playing in his curls.

All Jeremy did was stay silent and look away from you.

“If you don’t say you love me back, I will be forced to tickle you and you are at my mercy.”

“NO! I love you too and do NOT do that!” He quickly answered and you immediately laughed.

“I knew I would get it out of you when I said that. You’re going to do great things, baby. And I can’t wait to see it all unfold. Whether it’s on the court or off.” You said while leaning down to kiss him. 

“But for now can you help me up?”

“Last time I checked you said that you didn’t need my help.” You responded while eyeing him.

“Well I lied and this floor is anything but comfortable.”

“Of course I’ll help you, you know that you never have to ask.”

“Through thick and thin?”

“Through thick and thin, baby.”

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Prompts For Requesting!

Notes. The list will be updated whenever I find new prompts. These prompts are permanently open | None of the prompts were made by me, all credit goes to the creators!! 

Rules. Please look at my rules to see who I write. | When sending prompts, specify the name of the list it came from + specify the number or the quote of the prompt + the genre of the prompt + the person you want it with. | You can send multiple if you want, you can also combine | If I already receive a prompt with another person, I'll probably do it for another but it depends on if I get another idea for it, I'll always let you know and you can send another prompt.

Last Updated — 7/8/23

Fluff!

✶ — ›Domestic/relationship situation prompts

✶ — › Romantic confession dialogue prompts

✶ — › Different ways to say ‘i love you’

✶ — › Sleepy prompts

✶ — › Couples who aren’t together just yet

✶ — › Reconciliation prompts

✶ — › Asking them to move in

✶ — › First date prompts

✶ — › Movie prompts

✶ — › Touch-starved prompts

✶ — › Friends to lovers prompts

✶ — › Considerate prompts

✶ — › Taking care of a lover’s injury

✶ — › Cold prompts

✶ — › Cuddling prompts

✶ — › Sweet words

✶ — › Staying the night prompts

✶ — › Secret dating, writing prompts

✶ — › Soft and sweet sentence starters

✶ — › First kiss prompts

✶ — › "I wanna hold your hand" - excuses for your characters to hold hands

✶ — › Comforting sentence starters

✶ — › JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS

✶ — › Grumpy x Sunshine sentence starters

✶ — › Compliments and praise prompts

✶ — › Pregnancy Dialogue

Hurt + Comfort!

✶ — › List of “you’re not unlovable, love” prompts

✶ — › Hurt and Comfort Dialogue Prompts

✶ — › Found family sentence starters

✶ — › List of hurt/comfort prompts

✶ — › Soft six word prompts

✶ — › Hurt/Comfort Dialogue Prompts

Smut!

✶ — › Dirty little compliments

✶ — › Prompts for the morning after

✶ — › Sexual tension prompts

✶ — › Smut prompt list

✶ — › Soft dirty talk sentence starters

✶ — › Build the tension sentence starters

✶ — › Nonverbal sexual situations

✶ — › SOME MORE SMUTTY MEMES

✶ — › Subtle Smut Sentence Starters

Angst!

✶ — › More intense vibes (or smth idk they’re just vibes)

✶ — › "i want to save this relationship, please." prompts

✶ — › 'Sheddin a tear' prompts

✶ — › Soft angst sentence starters

✶ — › Empathetic sentence starters

✶ — › Angst starters

All Genres!

✶ — › Prompts of all prompts

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