#bf! jack harlow

[sinsandsuccubus]

Can you do a fic where the reader is cooking in a sundress and jack gets turned on so bad that he bend her over and fucks her right then and there

Sundress Season - Jack Harlow

Context: “Tis the season to be horny”

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 1.5k

Pairings: Jack Harlow X Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18 + ! Sexual activity

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Please DO NOT ENGAGE if not 18+. Reader’s discretion is advised. I am not responsible if YOU CHOOSE to continue.

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Masterlist ☽☾

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The festivities had begun, the backyard slowly becoming full of family and friends. The sun beamed down on your skin, the water droplets of salt reflecting in the light.

You watched your man from afar work on the grill, a white towel draped over his shoulder, his black wife-beater slightly damp in sweat and shoulders pink from the smothering of the sun. It looked a lot better than last time.

You knew it was a good idea to invest in that sunscreen.

You sipped at your drink as you moved towards him, leaning your head into his broad back.

“Mm, mamas, you know I’m sweaty right?” You heard him chuckle from in front of you, his head slightly turning to look over his shoulder at you.

“Don’t care. Wanted to say hi.” You spoke into his shoulder, kissing the freckled flesh. You moved with him as he took a few steps back from the grill, eyeing you up and down.

“You look beautiful today princess.” He spoke, moving to kiss your lips.

“I don’t look beautiful everyday?” You spoke, raising your eyebrows at him.

“Don’t start with me.” He spoke, moving to grab your ass, his other hand resting on your waist.

“Mm, you know I love teasing.”

“Of course I do,” he pecked your lips. “You’re doing it right now by wearing this dress, goddamn.” You smiled at him taking the towel and wiping the sweat from his brows.

“You’re working hard out here Jack, why don’t you take some time off to cool off in the kitchen?” You moved your head down to the slit of your dress, Jack’s eyes following as you flashed your uncovered pussy.

You weren’t wearing any panties.

“Ayo Urb?” Jack called out to his bestfriend, the camera man turning around with a beer in his hand. You chuckled as you swiftly walked away, back to the house.

“What’s up?” The tall man moved towards the other, Jack handing Urban the spatula.

“You mind watching the grill for me? I gotta take care of something.” Urban’s eyes followed to where you moved, slightly catching a glimpse of your figure in the dress.

“Take your time bro.” He dapped him up, Jack breaking into a jog as he made his way towards you.

“I made some lemonade earlier, two pitchers actually. One of them is spiked with Deep Eddys, that shit has no right being-“ Jack slammed the refrigerator door in front of you, spinning you around and pressing you up against the cold metal.

“I don’t care about the fucking lemonade, what I care about is how you’re walking around with my pussy not having any underwear on.”

“You’re pussy? I’m pretty sure it’s attached to my body.”

“And I’m pretty sure I’m the one who gives it the most pleasure. I bet you you’re wet right now.” He spoke, washing his hands quickly to move towards you again, his fingers running over your folds. He pulled back the two digits, both covered heavily with your slick.

“Mhm. Just as I suspected.” He licked his fingers, tongue swirling as he let out a sinful moan. “Damn you taste good.”

“Jack…” You whispered out, feeling yourself growing wetter.

“Hold on mamas, need one more taste.” At that he shoved his leg between yours, spreading your legs wider as his fingers plunged into your wet heat. He thrust his fingers into you skillfully, hitting your sweet spot rather quickly.

“Oh fuck, Jack..”

“Mhmm, feels good baby, doesn’t it?” He questioned, prompting another moan from you as you were speechless.

However, Jack didn’t like that.

“Hey,” he gave your pussy a slap, causing you to gasp. “I asked you a question.”

“Does” Slap! “It” Slap! “Feel” Slap! “Good?” Slap!

“Yes Jack, fuck yes, it feels so good!” You whimpered out, your pussy spazzing.

He moved his hand from your sensitive cunt, licking his hand.

“Shit ma, I need the whole thing.” He swiftly dropped to his knees, pulling your leg over his shoulder, the slit of your dress giving easy access. He immediately took your folds into his mouth, separating them with his tongue and lapping at your clit. You cried out, gripping his curly locks to stabilize yourself.

“Jack, baby, holy shit..”

“Lower your tone baby, remember, our friends are out there. And just because the windows are tinted doesn’t mean they can’t hear you.” He spoke huskily, your knees buckling. You rolled your head to the left, looking at your friends socializing in the backyard. The excitement and adrenalin of getting caught making you clench down.

“You like this, don’t you? Can feel you clenching. You like the idea of getting caught, dontcha baby?” You moaned loudly at Jack’s words, thighs shaking are you grew close to your orgasm.

That is, until Jack pulled away.

“Jack…”

“Shh, I gotchu ma. Don’t you worry.” You heard the sound of Jack’s shorts drop to the floor, him tapping his dick on your clit. He swiftly turned you around, bending you over the counter.

“Beg for it. Beg for me to fuck you.” He moaned in your ear, licking a stripe up your neck.

“God, Jack, please. Please fuck me, I need it, I need you inside me so badly. I want to be full of you, please.” He let out a deep moan, grabbing you by your hips.

“Well, when you say it like that,” He thrusted inside you. “I can’t say no.” He picked up his pace, his cock driving in and out of you deliciously. He was hitting all the right spots, pulling moan for moan from you.

“Jack, baby.. fuck, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

“Hmm, don’t plan on it.” He smacked your ass, watching the flesh ripple underneath his palm.

“Fuck ma, you feel so good. Always so tight and ready for me.”

“Uh-huh, only you Jack. Always and only you.”

“Mhm, I’m gonna breed you right here in this kitchen while our friends are right outside in our back yard.” His filthy words pulled a moan from you, you now beginning to meet his thrusts. The sounds of skin slapping and the wetness of your cunt filled the room, your eyes rolling in the back of your head as you became cock drunk.

“Babybabybabybabybaby” You chanted like a mantra, your pussy beginning to clench down harder on Jack.

“I’m gonna fill this little pussy up so well with cum that it’ll be dripping down your legs. You'd like that, wouldn’t you? My little slut.” He slapped your ass again, making you clench down even harder on him. He moved his hand to rub your clit, drawing harsh circles on the bud.

“Fuck Jack, baby, I’m gonna cum.”

“Cum for me ma, cum all over me.”

And you came. Hard.

So hard the you almost fell over, your body spasming, pussy squirting all over Jack and his shorts.

“Shit ma, shit.” Jack jolted, painting your walls with his seed. He pulled you up by your throat, bringing your lips into a searing kiss.

From the corner of your eye, you noticed Druski’s figure walking towards the door.

“Shit Jack, shit. MOVE.”

“What- oh fuck.” Jack swiftly moved behind the counter, almost tripping over his shorts at his feet. He hid behind the counter trying to get himself together before Druski came in.

“Hey Y/N, where’s Jack?” Druski moved into the kitchen, wrapping his arms around you to give you a side hug.

“Right here.” Jack popped up from behind the counter, smiling at his friend.

“Yo, why the fuck were you hiding behind the counter?”

“Y/N dropped something, isn’t that right pretty girl?” He looked at you, waiting for you to play along.

“Yeah, dropped my earring.”

“But both of them are in your ear-“

“Hey Dru! Check out this spiked lemonade, I used Deep Eddys.”

“Yo, I heard of that. Shit apparently tastes straight like lemonade, no alcohol in it.” You moved to pour him a glass, sliding it across the marble countertop. He took a sip, making a face as he looked at the glass.

“Yo, this will have you fucked up. Damn this is good.” Druski announced as he finished the glass, Jack eyeing your legs. You followed his eyesight, noticing the mixture of cum running down your thigh.

“Well, if you’ll excuse me, I need to use the restroom. There’s another pitcher in there that’s not spiked. You boys mind taking that outside for me?” You kissed Jack’s cheek as you slid past him, not without him slapping your ass.

“Yes ma’am.” Both men looked at you as you passed by, Jack smirking at you.

“Y’all two were in here fuckin weren’t you?”

“Yup.”

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A/N: I just now realized that it said “cooking” in the sundress. I guess it’s kind of cooking?? I’m so sorry, I literally have the memory of a pea. I started writing and totally forgot the “cooking” part.

#jack harlow #jack harlow x reader #bf! jack harlow #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow imagines #jack harlow fanfic #jack harlow smut #jack harlow blurb #jackman thomas harlow #jack harlow fic #jack harlow x you #jack harlow x y/n

[baurbiediv]

big head

authors note: just a lil sum sum for my man since i haven’t written anything for him in a while 🤗 + blurb is inspired by this pic

“jack please back away from the screen before your big headed ass goes cross eyed.” you told him as you sat on the couch watching your tv show.

the side eye he gave you was almost as bad as yours, “what show you watching?”

“vanderpump rules.”

“what’s it about?” he said purposefully dragging his feet across the floor to annoy you, watching as he plopped down on the spot next to you, before laying his head on your thigh, on the large couch placed in your living room.

“boy, you’re not about to interrupt me while i’m watching my show.” you said glancing down at him.

he smacked his lips as he sat up, resting on his elbow, “first off,” he said fully sitting up. he held his finger up by your face as you just looked at him. “and second of all, girl, i can bother you all i want.”

you laughed and moved his hand out of your face, “okay, you’re not about to bother me while i’m watching my show.” you said reaching for the remote, but not before he lays his entire body on top of you.

you started laughing as you just laid there, “you need to get off me.”

“nah, cause you think i’m playing with you girl.” he said, his kentucky accent noticeable.

“you must think this is a game huh.”

“y/n, swear to god, you push me off this couch i’m taking your ass with me.” he warned you, you knew he’d do it if he wanted to.

nothing but silence momentarily filled the air, “that’s what i thought.” he said before getting off you, you quickly tried to lightly kick him, but he moved out the way in time.

he swiftly, in one move, slapped your ass as the smack echoed loudly. you screamed as your hands quickly came to the spot to cover it.

“got that ass! next time you try and hit me, it’s gonna be something completely different.”

“whatever, just be lucky my foot didn’t connect.”

“whatever my ass y/n, you’re just mad cause you can’t get me back. i’m too quick.” he said as he shrugged.

“jack, baby, shh. thank you! i love you stink!” you said, turning up the volume to the tv.

#jack harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow concepts #bf!jack #jackharlow #jack harlow imagines #jackman thomas harlow #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow x black reader #jack harlow fanfiction #jack harlow concept #jack harlow x you #jack harlow one shot

[halfmoondaze]

Got a little request 🤭 so jack has always been the fun parent while y/n is the bad one and puts her foot down Intill one day jack comes home and sees one of the little ones disrespect y/n there mom by maybe hitting her or screaming and y/n had an argument before that jack needs to put his foot down at times and not let things slide Intill he witness and saw what he saw his kid was doing to his mom jack was livid and let’s say the bad cop definitely came out of him

Good/Bad Parent

Jack had always been the fun parent, always bringing laughter into their household, while Y/N was the one enforcing discipline and rules. 

Parenting style was always a topic in their arguments, either because Y/N was too strict, or Jack was too relaxed. But they always found a way to meet in the middle. 

One night, Jack came home after a long recording studio session and wanting nothing more than to relax in peace and quiet. To his surprise, their home was more like a chaotic scene. 

Aitana was in the midst if a tantrum, screaming and hitting Y/N in frustration, as Y/N attempted to deescalate the situation, but it was clear it had escalated beyond her control. 

Jack quickly moved Y/N to the side. 

“Aitana! We don’t hit or scream at each other in this household!” Jack said in a calm but authoritative voice. 

“But daddy!” she whined. 

“I don’t wanna hear it. You’re grounded. Apologize now to your mom and go to your room” he said sternly. 

Aitana had never seen Jack angry and was taken back. She looked at him with sad eyes as tears started streaming from her face, then turned to Y/N. 

“I’m sorry mommy” she softly said. 

Then she quietly went to her bedroom. 

“Hey, are you ok?” he turned to Y/N. 

Y/N nodded.

“I’m sorry. I thought you were exaggerating when you said I was too relaxed. You were right. I see it now” 

“It’s ok Jack” 

“No, it’s not ok. Clearly, I would’ve known If I was here more. Supporting you” 

“You are supporting me. You provide for all of us” 

“But what kind of parent am I, if I’m not doing my job as a parent?” 

Y/n went quiet.

“You don’t have to do this alone. That’s what I’m here for” he cupped her cheek. 

“Thanks Jack”

Jack gave her a faint smile. 

“Don’t mention it” he kissed her. “Wanna go to bed?” 

“Yeah” 

After changing into comfier clothes, they started getting into bed, when they heard small footsteps by the bedroom hall. 

“Mommy? Daddy?”

“Yes Aitana?” Jack responds. 

“Can I come in?” 

“Yeah” 

Aitana quietly enters their room. 

“Is there something you want to say to your mom?”

She nods and turns to Y/N. 

“I’m sorry mommy” she said before hugging Y/N tightly and burying her face in her chest. 

“It’s ok baby. I forgive you” she kissed the top of her head. “Just promise you won’t do that again” 

“I promise”

“Good girl. Now it’s time to go to bed. Say goodnight to mommy” he smiled at her. 

��Goodnight mommy” she hugged Y/N again. “Love you”

“I love you sweetie” she kissed her cheek. 

Jack took her hand and they walked to her bedroom.

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[itsyagirljaz]

Ya’ll JACKMAN TEXTED ME BACKK LIKE OMFG I AM SHOOK 🫠🤭

#jack harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow fic #jackman thomas harlow #chtkmy #bf!jack #jack harlow fanfiction #jack harlow smut #urban wyatt x reader

[astroluvr]

Our Evergreen

summary: it's jack's first christmas with you as your fiance, and now he must put up with all of your christmas traditions

a/n: hi, it's literally been over a month (???) since i've posted, and like, just as long since i've even written, so pls go easy on me as you're reading this- i'm still finding my groove!! i am, however, very excited about it being the holiday season, so here's this. hope u enjoy :)

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"Baby," Jack laughed, when you groaned upon seeing him still in nothing but his jeans and a wifebeater. "The trees aren't going anywhere."

"Okay, but the trees we want will go somewhere if you don't get dressed."

"I can't take you seriously when you look this cute." he pouted at you.

"I'm leaving you here." you threatened, tossing him the hoodie he picked out.

"Fine." he shrugged.

"Jack, do you even want to marry me?"

"Okay, baby, you're being a little dramatic." he scoffed, gesturing at the ring he slid onto your finger on the quiet coast of a tropical beach three months before. "Duh."

"How can you say you do if you don't even want to pick out Christmas trees with me- Jack!" you were cut short by a squeal when he stood up quickly and pulled you into his chest and kissed all over your face.

"Course I want to marry you, and of course I'll go pick out trees with you if you stop talkin' crazy." he mumbled against your ear and you couldn't help but smirk at how easy it was to make him get his act together.

"Then get dressed." you told him quietly, and he left a firm pat on your behind before grabbing the hoodie.

You squealed in excitement when Jack finally got a parking spot outside of the tree farm. He laughed when you threw your car door open and exhaled happily at the sight. In all five years that he'd been with you, he had never seen you so in the Christmas spirit. At Thanksgiving, you were hardly even done with your food before you were playing Christmas music.

He knew that you enjoyed the holiday, but he had never seen it in this capacity, and although it was a lot of work to keep up with, nothing made him happier than watching you fill your carts with Christmas decorations. You both had moved into your first house together and he was more than obliged to funding every single ornament and Christmas lights that he was procrastinating hanging up.

"Baby, I've never seen you with a real Christmas tree before. Where's all this energy coming from?"

"It's December! We have to get cracking, J." you explained, cuddling into his side as he threw his arm around you and kissed the top of your head.

"No," he laughed as you two walked into the farm, surrounded by massive trees that Jack cringed at the idea of putting on top of the Jeep. "I mean, I know you like Christmas, but usually it's... you know, minimal."

"I don't know, I'm just extra in the spirit this year." you shrugged, stopping short to look up at Jack. "Extra in love, too."

"These trees must be expensive." he smirked, and you rolled your eyes at him. "Love you, too, baby."

After you both made your way in, you ordered cups of hot chocolate and started to browse the tree farm.

"I haven't had a real tree in years." Jack said out loud, brushing a hand against a tree that still had snow packed on the inside as you took a sip of your drink.

"That's because you never bother to buy one." you raised an eyebrow, and Jack shook his head.

"I mean, yeah, but my parents gave up on it when me and Clay got older. Then we started buying those box trees." he said, standing in memory before laughing and grabbing your attention. "I remember one of the first years we came out to one, my cousin came along and they had Santa here, and he was scared as hell of him. We all got on his lap and he ran away and ended up running right into a tree."

"Jack!" you smacked his chest when he laughed loudly before joining him.

"I have to ask Clay if he remembers that. It was... damn, it was funny."

You both started on the paths, hardly looking at the trees or minding the other people there that side eyed your raucous laughter that was much louder than the speakers playing Christmas music.

"See, we never really had real trees. I don't know, maybe a couple of years, but I remember every year, putting up the star. I want to keep that tradition."

"What, putting up the star?" he grabbed your hand, taking in the scent of fresh pine mixed with your perfume.

"I want our babies to put it up." you said softly, and Jack squeezed your hand involuntarily.

It was almost impossible for the subject of kids to come up after you two had been so in love for so long, but you had never really discussed the ins and outs. You had giggled about what your baby might look like, about whether they'd be Jack's height or extra short, you had pointed out onesies, you had even shared your baby names, but the idea of having a baby to carry so many memories crowded your chests and created a fuzzy feeling.

"I-I mean, you know, that's still a while away, but-" you stammered, worried about creating too much of a shift in energy when you noticed Jack swallow hard.

"Is it?" he whispered, stopping in front of a short tree that didn't even look like it was meant to be there.

"Maybe not." you chuckled in realization, and Jack kissed your forehead.

"What else do you want? For our Christmases?"

"Well, I want us to come tree shopping every year, and hang stockings. And matching pajamas on Christmas."

"Yeah?" he raised his eyebrows and grinned at you, earning a smile back.

"Mmhmm." you nodded, growing excited at the pure image.

"And what about when they're all teenagers and just want money for Christmas?"

"Then I'll drag you out of bed and make you come tree shopping."

"Fuck them kids, huh?" he laughed out, and you giggled in return, nudging him out of your way before he pulled you into a hug.

You found solace in Jack's hoodie, loving the way he warmed you more than the hot chocolate was.

Your smile became more solemn when you looked up at Jack whose blue eyes lit up when they looked over your features. You shook your head as your heart swelled.

"What about you?"

"I don't know, I want them to love Christmas and being a family. I want them to, just, have all these beautiful memories. I don't care what kind of tree or it is or what we're wearing, but I want them to feel like this. I want them to feel like this kind of happiness." he whispered, trailing a thumb across your cheek.

"I can't believe I get to marry you." you laughed, pushing your face into his chest and shaking your head.

"Yeah, imagine how I feel. I can't believe I even get to know you."

When you looked back at him, he was ducking his head to kiss you. There was only a nip in the air, but it felt like it might've been a blizzard surrounding you when you felt that sharp warmth take over your body. You clutched your cup, and wrapped your free hand against the back of his curly hair, and sighed happily. He pulled away for a moment to take a breath and to murmur his admiration before going back in.

This time the kiss was a little less chaste, and earned a squeal from you when he worked his tongue into your mouth, bending over your body slightly as if he couldn't get enough of you. You wouldn't have even gotten a chance to stop him had it not been for high pitched giggled from behind you.

You both pulled away quickly, remaining intertwined as you looked around, expecting to see a little boy and girl, until you found an elderly couple in matching flannels with pink cheeks as they looked upon you. You gasped and tried to pull away before you could further your embarrassment.

"Can't keep my hands off her." Jack swallowed, and you pursed your lips in embarrassment. "Sorry about that."

"It's alright, I know how it is. It gets a little harder once you're fifty years in, don't it, honey?" the man winked at his wife, who only laughed.

You smiled at the interaction before shuffling closer to Jack who seemed absolutely entertained.

"I promise we aren't a couple of freaks," the woman began, before smiling. "We just noticed you two, and had to ask if this is your first Christmas together?"

"Well, not really." you spoke, a smile breaking across your face. "We've been together for five years, but we just got engaged, so it's our first Christmas doing everything together."

"Wow. You both should hold on to each other. You're a beautiful couple."

"I lucked out." Jack curled his arm around your waist.

"So did I." you smiled and looked upon the couple, their wrinkled eyes showing a lifetime of unconditional love.

"Well, it was nice to meet you both. We wish you all the best." the elderly man, rubbed his wife's arm before nodding towards you and Jack, earning a response from you.

"It was nice meeting you, too. Thank you."

Before you could continue walking, Jack kissed you once more and stopped you short. "We can't keep making out."

"That's not what I'm talking about." he rolled his eyes at you, and you pursed your lips. "I'm talking about this tree. We should take it home and plant it. Maybe I'm reading too much into it, but I think it's a good sign."

You stood next to Jack, and looked at it. It was small, but obviously evergreen, dwarfed by trees that had been fertilized by years and ready to be picked and loaded onto the back of trucks and the tops of minivans. It was the kind of tree that nobody would pick because it wasn't as big and green as the others, but still it stayed on its own, and would grow just as big as bright as the others.

"I think it's a great sign." you smiled, picking it up and laughing at how light it was.

"Do you want to get a bigger one?" Jack asked, taking the long forgotten hot chocolate from your hand as you cradled the pot.

"This one is good for this year, I think."

#THATS ALL I GOT IM SORRY! IT WENT A DIFF DIRECTION THAN I PLANNED #jack harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow fanfic #jack harlow imagines #fiance!jack harlow #bf!jack harlow #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow x y/n #christmas blurb

[heavyhitterheaux]

My Superstar

First Lady of Private Garden Instagram AU

Liked by y/ninsta, champagnepapi, urbanwyatt, druski2funny, cozane, saweetie, and 3,459,182 others

jackharlow: LOOK AT WHAT MY BABY GOT ME !!!! y/ninsta come here so I can kiss you 😘

y/ninsta: jackharlow I deserve more than that for what I went through to get this 🙄

urbanwyatt: NO, NO, AND NO. You have to go on in TEN MINUTES

jackharlow: urbanwyatt I'm not understanding your point? y/ninsta come here babyyyy 😏

y/ninsta: jackharlow don't tear my bodysuit this time. Strong ass hands 🙄

jackharlow: y/ninsta my bad but it was in the way 🤭

jackharlow: y/ninsta and besides these strong ass hands can do a lot more 😏

neelamthadhani: SPARE US THE DETAILS

druski2funny: SPILL IT!

lilnasx: druski2funny why is you so damn nosey?

druski2funny: lilnasx we all wanna so so stop playin

y/ninsta: jackharlow you owe me a bodysuit sir

jackharlow: y/ninsta only thing I owe you is this dick 🥰

claybornharlow: WILL YOU TWO CALM DOWN?!

y/ninsta: claybornharlow calm down for what? don’t let me have to spill about your extracurricular activities last night Clayborn

jackharlow: y/ninsta wait, what? claybornharlow what is she talking about?

claybornharlow: y/ninsta keep your mouth shut

jackharlow: look I already can’t handle when y/ninsta and urbanwyatt are together and now I have to worry about claybornharlow too?

y/ninsta: jackharlow she was pretty and I was the ultimate wing woman! 

claybornharlow: Y/N!!!!!

y/ninsta: claybornharlow payback is a bitch little brother. I love you tho 😘

jackharlow: y/ninsta will you come on?!

y/ninsta: jackharlow don’t rush me! so damn impatient

claybornharlow: y/ninsta no you don’t, you chose violence

y/ninsta: claybornharlow do I need to remind you of how many times you have ratted us out?

claybornharlow: y/ninsta LIES

saweetie: nah claybornharlow you do be spilling all the tea. anymore we should know about?

claybornharlow: saweetie I do not but.... I proposed to y/n first and you know we wanted different things in life so her next best option was her least favorite Harlow child

normani: claybornharlow your brother is about to kick your ass when he sees that lmao 😂

claybornharlow: normani he’s just mad because it’s true

saweetie: claybornharlow AYE YO!!

jackharlow: claybornharlow WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK? CLAYYYYYY!

theestallion: now claybornharlow knows as well as anybody that he will murder someone when it comes to his wife

claybornharlow: theestallion I’m the little brother so I’m safe

theestallion: claybornharlow ain’t nobody safe from an ass kicking from jackharlow when it comes to y/ninsta

claybornharlow: jackharlow she loves me more than she loves you and I told her not to settle for your ass but I guess she fell in love along the way but her heart will always belong to ME

y/ninsta: claybornharlow why you spilling all our secrets?!?! he wasn’t supposed to find out this way!

claybornharlow: y/ninsta babe, I had to rip the band aid off sometime. it’s better this way.

jackharlow: y/ninsta claybornharlow imma kill both of yall 😡

urbanwyatt: jackharlow wait lemme get my snacks so I can watch

softtcurse: urbanwyatt only snack you need to be having is me

y/ninsta: softtcurse 😐

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt who the fuck is softtcurse?!?!

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta umm.....

y/ninsta: URBAN HENRY

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta my girlfriend?

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt YOUR WHAT?!? 

jackharlow: urbanwyatt YOU DIDN’T TELL HER?!

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt jackharlow HOLD UP. Jackman... baby... love of my life who comes second to Clay... YOU KNEW?

jackharlow: y/ninsta I THOUGHT HE TOLD YOU. I’VE MET HER. And imma kick your ass for that last part

privategarden: 👀👀👀

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt I’ll deal with you in a minute now back to my boo claybornharlow

claybornharlow: 🥰🥰🥰🥰

claybornharlow: jackharlow don’t worry I’ll pay for therapy for you

jackharlow: claybornharlow only thing you’re going to be paying is for a hospital bill when I get done with you

y/ninsta: jackharlow add you and Urban since yall keeping secrets

2forwoyne: y/ninsta wait he didn’t tell you?

y/ninsta: 2forwoyne YOU KNEW TOO?! urbanwyatt I’m about to shank you

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta I love you?

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt SAVE IT AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS

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y/ninsta: Been that bitch ain’t no discussion 😘

saweetie: FACE CARD NEVER DECLINES AND MY BEST FRIEND IS THAT BITCH!

y/ninsta: saweetie I love you boop!

jackharlow: my little superstar! hurry up and finish your set so you can get this work 😏

y/ninsta: jackharlow shit say less daddy

urbanwyatt: will you two ever let up?

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt go away

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta stop being mad at me!

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt you lied to me and jackharlow was only forgiven because he ate me out for an hour from the back

dualipa: y/ninsta I want next

jackharlow: dualipa I will kick your ass into the next century if you keep playing with me

dualipa: jackharlow I’m coming to the next show so you better be able to back up all that shit you were talking

jackharlow: dualipa SAY FUCKING LESS!

2forwoyne: y/ninsta Urban didn’t want to tell you because he knows how you are

y/ninsta: 2forwoyne excuse me?!? And how exactly am I?

2forwoyne: y/ninsta I vote your husband should tell you

jackharlow: 2forwoyne now why am I getting dragged back in it when I just got forgiven?

shloob_: this is gonna be good. I’m watching this unfold from the car to make a quick getaway

jackharlow: y/ninsta ummm baby....

y/ninsta: jackharlow yes?

jackharlow: y/ninsta Urban didn’t want to tell you because uh being basically the mom of PG we uh..... ummm you can be a little over protective and your approval is important to him soooo I think he was just waiting for the right time and he didn’t want you to fight her

y/ninsta: jackharlow WHY WOULD I FIGHT HER IF I DON’T EVEN KNOW THE GIRL?!

quiiso: y/ninsta you not knowing her doesn’t mean a damn thing!

y/ninsta:the fact that all yall kept this from me makes me feel some type of way

softtcurse: y/ninsta I told them to tell you

y/ninsta: softtcurse how long has this been a thing?

softtcurse: y/ninsta 2 months 🥰

y/ninsta: PG I AM KILLING EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU

jackharlow: y/ninsta except me right?!

y/ninsta: jackharlow especially you because like? you’re his best friend along with me and yall didn’t tell me for two months

jackandy/naremyparents: uh oh urbanwyatt I think you really hurt her feelings 😕

urbanwyatt: 😥

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y/ninsta: my baby soooooo fine, do I spy a chair? 😏

jackharlow: stopppp stink 🙈 

jackharlow: and I stay ready for you my baby 

jackandy/naremyparents: have you and urbanwyatt made up yet?

y/ninsta: jackandy/naremyparents who’s that?

saweetie: y/ninsta bitchhhhh! stop playing!

y/ninsta: saweetie nah because that was some foul shit they all pulled

quiiso: y/ninsta we love you and I have a milkshake as a peace offering

y/ninsta: quiiso what flavor?

quiiso: y/ninsta cookies and cream, your favorite

y/ninsta: quiiso bring me some mcdonald’s fries with that and I might consider forgiving you

jackandy/naremyparents: what did shloob buy you queen?

y/ninsta: jackandy/naremyparents he went shopping with me and helped me carry my bags knowing every single person in PG hates going

2forwoyne: shloob scared as hell of y/n

shloob_: I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again YALL ARE FUCKING STUPID IF YOU AREN’T

neelamthadhani: urbanwyatt wait... even I knew before y/ninsta? you brought Yasmin to rehearsals that one day

urbanwyatt: NEELAM! YOU ARE NOT HELPING

softtcurse: y/ninsta I can’t wait to meet you!

y/ninsta: softtcurse you might not have a boyfriend when that time comes because I might kill him

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta!!! come onnnnn and let me explain!

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt I’m busy for the rest of 2022, check back in 2027 when jackharlow has purchased our cottage. bye now.

urbanwyatt: Y/N!!!!!

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[harlowcomehome]

Can you write Jack and the reader get into an argument over text or the phone.

��Stop playing with me.”

A/n: I can do this again if this wasn’t what you were looking for. 😅

Jack had been away on tour for over a month and your communication was usually very good but lately he had been distracted and you couldn’t help but be bothered by it.

You sat in the living room with one of your friends and explained to her what had been going on between the two of you. Jack was starting to stay out late, not making time for phone calls, not making as much time for you in general as he had been in the past. You trusted him, but your mind couldn’t help but wander. You had invited your friend over as a distraction and you both had started drinking and venting about your lives. Your friend having seen you be hurt before was instantly upset. “Nah girl, you need to tell that man what you’re feeling.”

Truthfully, what she didn’t know is that you were trying to reach him all night. You had sent him numerous texts and voice memos at this point but you were left on read every time.  The more you talked about it with her the more emotional you got, you couldn’t tell if it was a mixture of the alcohol or just being hurt. You never wanted to be that girl to him. The girl that acted crazy or controlling or jealous but you were slowly losing all self control.

You couldn’t take it anymore and you decided that you were going to call him. Of course, he didn’t answer but at this point you didn’t care. “Hi Jack, if that is your real name” you slurred a little and your friend just watched you in amazement. ”wait it actually isn’t. JACKMAN” you couldn’t help but shout that last part which made your very drunk friend audibly cheer you on. “Stop playing with me and actually answer my calls, I’m being so serious. And if you don’t then… then… screw you!” You hung up after that and felt instant regret but your friend was cheering you on. 

“I gotta call him back” you hiccuped. Again, he didn’t answer. “Baby, I’m sorry I said screw you. I meant to say you’re not being very nice to me.” You started crying and your friend was already over it and was starting to fall asleep on your couch. “Sometimes I’m worried you’re not in love with me anymore” you said sadly. “I just wish I knew how to get your attention because I feel like you’re the worlds boyfriend but maybe not mine.” You whimpered and tried to catch your breath before saying “well ok bye.” 

As soon as you hung up you got a text from Jack.

Jack💜: Babe stop calling me I’m trying to do something with my phone real quick. I’ll call you when I get to the hotel.

You had never been so instantly irritated. You were sad but angry. You knew he hadn’t listened to your voicemails but you were over it. You didn’t reply to his message.

You covered your friend with a blanket as she slept on your couch. Then you went to your room to sleep.

In the morning you woke up and checked your phone. Still nothing. Not one message, not a missed call, there was nothing.

You walked out into the living room and your friend was gone but Jack was sitting on the couch. “I drove her home when I got here” his voice sounded stern. “Oh okay” you mumbled before walking into the kitchen “what’re you doing here?”

Jack got up from the couch and followed you “you think I don’t love you anymore?” You avoided eye contact trying to hold back tears. Jack grabbed your waist and pulled you into him. You started to cry. “Baby baby baby” he mumbled while rocking you back and fourth.

“I didn’t know what else to do Jack. I got drunk and emotional and called you which I shouldn’t have but…” you were trying to stop crying and couldn’t. “I’m sorry for acting crazy.”

“No, don’t apologize. I made you feel like that. That’s on me.” He faced you toward him and gave you a kiss. “Can you tell me what was upsetting you?”

You snuggled into his chest and explained through tears that you felt ignored, you felt like you were being put on the back burner. Jack held you and listened intently before speaking. “Baby, I promise you I never intended to make you feel that way.”

You just held on to him and he leaned down to kiss you. “Come back with me tonight.” You looked up at his excitedly. “Yeah, come to this next show with me and I can apologize to you… fully.”

You squeezed him tight before you went to pack a bag.

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[urbianasloverr]

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[sinsandsuccubus]

Bf!Jack Things

Masterlist ☽ ☾

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SFW

Calls you stink

“Jack, you know that’s not an endearing word, right?”

“Well, it’s endearing to me.”

Buys you matching sunglasses

Criticizing him for buying shades instead of prescriptions

“You literally cannot see, but you want to buy regular designer shades.”

“You gonna leave me and my bad eyes alone.”

Taking care of his hair

“I can’t believe you used Cantu”

“I didn’t know any better”

“Yeah well now you know, shame on you.”

Stealing his shirts/hoodies cause he’s huge

“Babe, have you seen my Kentucky sweatshirt?”

//is wearing it// “I have no clue where it is.”

Keeps a list on his notes app with all your orders from your favorite places to eat and drinks

Takes off your makeup when you're too tired to do it

Religiously FaceTimes you after every concert

“Babe, the crowd went crazy, I think that was the best show yet!”

After every show you didn’t go to he would make sure to smother you in love

Lays on your chest telling you about how good or bad the show

Rents out restaurants for the two of you to eat at in peace

Pays for your manicures & pedicures (if you’re into that)

“Let me see your nails..” “Oo~ these look good on you ma. I saw this design on Pinterest, you should totally get it” //whips out phone//

If he comes in from a rough day, he’d crawl up your body and go under your shirt and lay his head on your boobs

Is your personal weighted blanket

Has nightmares when he sleeps on his back, so he likes to lay on you

Definitely loves being the little spoon, in secret though

Sometimes has insecure moments

For example, if you’re watching or listening to someone who fits your type, he feels a little bit insecure about what you see in him

But he’ll take that with a grain of salt as soon as you confess your undying love for him, then he gets cocky

“Motherfuckers ain’t got nothing on me, couldn't even bag the best girl”

Is fiercely loyal to those he loves

Would go above and beyond to shower you with love and take care of you

Would buy you things just cus

“Jack, you don’t have to spoil me so much”

“Well, I want to so deal with it.”

Is important to him to provide for you and make it so you don’t have to work

Would sometimes bicker with you because you don’t want to feel dependent on him

“Jack, I can provide for myself, you don’t have to do everything for me.”

“I know but I want to. I want to give you the world.”

“But Jack, you’re my world”

//he cries//

Carries a piece of you everywhere he goes

Y’all have matching necklaces

“I want to have a part of you everywhere you go, and which versa”

This leads to…

NSFW

Makes a mold of his dick for you (as a sex toy) to use when he’s away

“Did you seriously give me a mold of your dick?”

“Yeah, so you’ll have the real thing. Well, not the real thing, but a copy.”

Loves to spank your ass

Has left a bruise from where he’s slapped your ass in the same spot, multiple times

“Babe, pick a new spot, I’m bruising”

“But I like this spot” //smacks it again//

Asks you to send him nudes or lingerie pictures when he’s either at the studio a lot or away

“Damn ma, you got me bricked up in the hotel room right now. You wanna help me handle that?”

Phone Sex

Makes sure your nails are always done so you can leave scratches on his back

Would absolutely fuck you in the studio and then use the recording of your moans on a song

Loves your ass but also loves your titties

Would titty fuck you and cum on them

Is into cum play

Definitely has a breeding kink

“Well, we gotta make those eight daughters happen somehow.”

Size kink

“You look so small underneath of me ma”

He’s confident enough that he would love having toys in the bedroom

Would see them as his “best friends”

“They’re my allies, not my enemies”

Is down for some things, but would need some convincing

Could probably convince him with chicken wings and ranch

“Babe, I’ll buy you a big bucket of KFC and a whole bottle of ranch if you try this new position with me”

"I'm in"

Aftercare

Totally takes care of you. Like full care

Washes your body and allat

Offers you a massage

“You did so well for me mamas, let me get your shoulders. Are they hurting here?”

Is into bath bombs and shit

“Babe, this is rose scented. Oh! And it has little rose petals embedded”

Makes you drink herbal tea

“Oo~. See babe, this one relaxes your muscles”

Cuddles you and showers you with love and affection

“You’re such a pretty girl. You did so well for me.”

“You’re all mine, allmineallmineallmine.”

He sleeps soundly in your arms

It’s the best sleep he ever gets

Is forever in love with you and makes sure to remind you before you fall asleep

“I love you forever mamas”

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Major shoutout to @hoodharlow @jackharlowsthings @mortirolo & the notorious 🧚 for helping me out. Y'all the realest

Also shoutout to anyone else who helped me. Y’all know who you are, and I appreciate you

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[baurbiediv]

booty

“jack please stop touching my ass.” you muffled into the pillow, laying down on your stomach.

jack continued his ‘reign of terror’ on your behind. you attempted to swat his hand away, but much to his dismay, you accidentally slapped him in his face.

you heard him yell dramatically, you quickly sat up to turn around and look at him as he was sprawled out on the bed, right hand on his face, left hand on his heart.

“i’m dying, please call 911, y/n this is no joke, you just took my most prized possession away from me.” he cried out.

it took a minute to register what he said, “wait a damn minute, did you just say my ass was your most prized possession?” you huffed, crossing your arms. the look on his face quickly changed and he swore his heart dropped.

he fixed himself before sitting up and grabbing your face, “i didn’t mean it like that, i swear, i love you for more than your booty.” he faked a sob as he kissed all over your face.

you squealed and put your hands on his chest, in an attempt to get him off of you. “okay! okay! i swear i’m not mad!” you giggled.

he stopped as his blue eyes bored into yours as his thumb lightly caressed your cheek with his thumb.

you felt yourself starting to get flustered as you couldn’t look him in the eyes. “jack don’t get all gushy on me now.” you rolled your eyes and laughed then kissed his nose, as he smiled.

“i love you mama.” he responded, watching your move, he waited for you to say say something and you know how he’d get if you didn’t say anything,

“and i love you too handsome.” you replied

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[halfmoondaze]

Jack request

Jack and reader get into a heated argument about something small. Jack can’t control his emotions which leads him to raise his voice and say things to reader and crosses the line with his hurtful words. He realizes how bad they were and quickly apologizes but reader kicks him out the house. He ends up at urban’s house upset and cries so much out of guilt. Days pass and he’s calling, texting reader in hopes to talk but she ignores him. He finally shows up at y/n house and tries to take accountability for what he said to reader.

Second Chances

Y/N and Jack had just gotten home and Y/N was usually quiet. 

“C’mon babe. I know something’s bothering you” Jack said as he entered the front door of their shared apartment.

“I said I’m fine” 

“You haven’t uttered a word since we left the restaurant” he said as he followed her behind.

“Jack just let it go” 

“No” he crossed him arms. 

“No?” 

“We’re going to talk about it, because if there’s something that bothered you, I need to know” 

“Fine. You wanna know what’s wrong? This, whatever we have going on is wrong” 

“You mean us?” he asked hurt. 

“Is there even an us? Because being your secret does not translate to a serious relationship” 

He sighed. “Babe you know it’s not that easy”

“Yeah but I don’t think it’s supposed to be this hard”. 

“I know baby” his voice softened as he wrapped his arms around her in a hug. “I just need more time” 

Y/N squirmed from his embrace and walked away. 

“Ugh! You always say that” Y/N stormed out of the living room into their shared bedroom. 

Jack followed behind. 

“Ok, what is it you want from me?” he said defensively. 

“Um I don’t know” she said sarcastically. “Maybe for you to claim me as your girlfriend instead of pretending you’re single to the rest of the world!” 

“And risk my career? Because that would make you happy, huh?” 

“What? No!”

“I can’t believe you’re even asking me this” 

“You know what?” he put his arms up dramatically. “I don’t need this. I can get any girl I want, so I don’t know why I settled for you!” 

“What?” she asked in a low voice taken back by his comment. 

His words cut deep. 

In that moment he realized what he had just said. 

“Y/N, I didn’t mean that” 

Y/N put her hands up. “I don’t wanna hear it, Jack. Just leave” 

“Y/N-”

“Now!” 

Feeling defeated, Jack took his things and left. 

Y/N couldn’t hold back her emotions and broke down crying as the sound of Jack’s footsteps faded.

After crying for what felt like an eternity, Y/N’s eyes were swollen and her body felt drained. With exhaustion settling in, she mustered the strength to drag herself to bed. 

She curled up in her side of the bed, her body shaking with sobs every now and then as she recalled their argument in her head. Eventually, her breathing slowed down and she succumbed to falling asleep. 

The next morning, Y/N woke up, to the other side of the bed empty. The only remain of Jack’s presence was in his scent that lingered in the sheets. 

To her relief, Urban had texted her last night. Jack had stayed the night at his place, indicating he was safe. 

The following days, Jack blew her phone nonstop with calls, voicemails, and messages; which went unanswered. 

Then one night, Jack who couldn’t bare the distance between them, decided to show up to her doorstep.

Y/N opened the door and was taken back by the sight in front of her. 

“Jack” 

“I know you hate my guts right now. Rightfully so. I shouldn’t have said those awful things. I didn’t mean that.  The moment those words left my mouth, I know I fucked up. There’s no one else I rather be with than with you. You didn’t deserve any of that. And even thought I failed to show you otherwise that night, I love you and I miss waking up next to you. I’m so sorry”

Her initial anger softened by Jack’s sincere words. 

“I appreciate your apology. But you really hurt me Jack” 

“I know” he paused. “And I hate myself for being the reason for your tears. You mean the world to me and if you give me another chance, I promise I would make sure you never feel that way again because of me” 

Y/N silently nods. 

“C’mere” she says. 

Jack wasted no time and embraced her while repeatedly kissing the top of her head. 

“I love you”

Y/N looked up at him and smiled. 

“I love you too” 

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[ontheshroom]

What do you think boyfriend Jack is like? SFW and NSFW!

*cracks knuckles*

Nsfw content ⚠️

Sfw-

Clingyyyyy oh boy you can’t even go to the bathroom by yourself without him just trying to sit on the counter.

Cuddly, this man wants to be in your skin at all times. You’ll be cooking and he just wraps his big body around you.

Protective, if anyone thinks they can get with you or fuck with you, they’re mistaken.

He checks up on you a lot! Like if he’s going on a trip and won’t see you for a bit he’ll text you making sure you’re hydrated, that you’ve ate, that you’re doing okay. If he doesn’t like any of the answers you give him he’s ordering things to your door so quickly.

Random pics, your whole relationship is probably documented on his phone tbh

Nicknames, you both love giving each other nicknames even if they don’t stick for long

Humor!!! Jack is always making you laugh and it definitely is part of why you love him so much

Nsfw

This man is the definition of experimenting, he wants to try everything with you.

He loves jealous sex, the chance to let you know you’re his and he’s yours is just never taken for granted.

Praise kink, it goes both ways. He loves to hear how good he’s making you feel and vise versa

Breeding kink, god this man loves telling you how he’s gonna fill you up and give you his babies.

He has a daddy kink idc. “I ain’t answering unless she calls me big papi” that man will take that lyric to heart and there’s times where he won’t respond unless you call him daddy.

Cum play, he loves to cum all over you, or help guide it back into you with his fingers.

Rough sex, he likes it but he definitely has his limits. He never wants to cause you actual pain or even think about it.

Slow sensual sex, he goes all out for times like these. Especially when it’s for you. He has a decorated bath tub and bedroom ready for you with candle lighting and calming aromas.

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[astroluvr]

Is it okay if you do something where jack is really stressed and ends up getting mad at his toddler?

i didn't love the way this turned out, but i hope you enjoy!! thanks for your request!

***

Jack had been more than overwhelmed lately. The days leading up to his album deadline had been full of ups and downs that were hard to deal with. You did your best to keep your daughter, May, off of his hands on his busy days, but it was a little tougher to work around when your schedule got busy, too. May was an entirely innocent little girl, she was well-behaved, despite her few tantrums.

You were out for lunch with your newly-engaged friend, leaving May with her father for a few hours in the afternoon. May was looking forward to a day with just her father. She had already planned out in her head what she wanted to do- have breakfast, color some pictures, and maybe even make strawberry cupcakes.

The day started off how she expected, she had breakfast with her daddy and it was all just fine until he got a phone call. Jack sat her down on the barstool next to him as he looked at the phone call from Neelam.

“Yo,” Jack answered, playing with his daughter’s ponytail.

“Hey, Jack. I’ve got some... news.”

“Yeah, go ahead.” he furrowed his eyebrows and Neelam hesitated before speaking.

“Jack, one of the songs lost about two minutes of audio during post.”

“How the fuck did that even happen?” Jack groaned and Neelam made a defeated noise.

“The team is doing everything we can, hopefully we can still retrieve, but I wanted to give you the heads up.”

“How am I supposed to redo that? I’m booked nearly every day for the next two weeks and I’m not going to have time to.”

“I know that, Jack, I do, but-”

“Who was in charge?” Jack stood from the counter and left May at the counter with a bowl of Lucky Charms.

“Daddy?”

“May, give me ten minutes, baby, okay? Finish your breakfast and chill for a few.” he said dismissively, walking through the living to turn the TV onto Daniel Tiger.

May huffed at Jack before shoving her cereal bowl aside and hopping down. Her favorite thing in the world was having breakfast with Jack because instead of his usual hefty breakfast, he’d sit down and eat the sugary cereal she loved so much and he’d always give her cereal in a huge bowl she would never finish.

After a few minutes of staring down the hall and waiting for Jack to return, she hopped off the barstool and went into the closet to pull out a few pieces of paper and some markers. Her plan was to lure Jack back for arts and crafts when she showed him a pretty illustration.

Although May got distracted by Daniel Tiger a few times, she made a nice portrait of the kitten she saw walking. It was only two black ovals with four straight lines sticking out, but she was quite proud of herself. She was about to go back and show Jack, but when she heard his loud groan of frustration, she felt bad and decided something nicer would help.

Being the kind soul she was, she carefully drew stick figures of her and Jack at the basketball game they went to a few days ago. That was the last time she got to spend a decent amount of time and she loved every minute of it. As she replayed the few hours of that outing, she decided to draw the moment he put her on his shoulders as confetti was released in celebration.

She skillfully finished the picture with little blots of different colors to represent the confetti before running back down the hall to Jack. May was more than excited to show him and put him in a better mood. Seeing her always worked for him, any time he had a frown on his face, once May gave him a hug, he felt all better. Surely, she thought, having another painting to put on the walls of his office would relieve him of his worries.

With two quick knocks and a happy smile, she opened the door with the piece of paper behind her back and Jack looked up unhappily. The phone he had against his ear was one that she wasn’t allowed to play games on and the look on his face told him she better not ask to use the other one.

“Daddy, don’t be mad anymore. I made-”

“May, didn’t I tell you to sit down?” he grumbled, causing the little girl’s face to falter.

“I will, I just-”

“And what the fuck is all over your shirt?!” he slammed his phone down and walked over to her. “Why’d you have markers without permission? If you got anything on the carpet, I’m going to be mad.”

“Daddy, look!”

“I’ll look at it later.” Jack sighed, turning around to go back to his phone call. “Now, I need you to just go and sit down until your mother gets home.”

“But, Daddy!” she whined, stomping her foot and Jack lost his temper.

“Didn’t I say go sit down?! What’s so hard to understand about that, huh?!”

The yell that came from Jack’s throat scared her enough to make her drop the paper and send it fluttering to the hardwood floor. He’d never spoken to her like that, not even when she broke a vase in the store that she heard you say was expensive.

“Sorry, Daddy.” her little chest puffed out in the beginning of a sob, but Jack didn’t seem to notice.

She ran from his office before he could say anything else to her, straight to the living room to make an attempt at cleaning up her mess. She quickly threw everything into its designated places back into the closet she got it from and closely inspected the carpet for signs of marker.

When there wasn’t any, she sat down on the couch and cried to herself. Any other time, Jack would’ve come out to apologize if he upset her in the slightest, but now she was under her favorite blanket all to herself and trying to figure out why something so simple had gotten her reprimanded so heavily.

You came home a little earlier than you planned to when Neelam sent you a text about some of Jack’s album work going left. Your husband was a perfectionist through and through, which meant that you would have your hands full with having to talk him through his crisis. What you expected the least, though, was your baby girl with only her toes sticking out from beneath a Hello Kitty blanket and the sound of loud sobs.

“May, honey?” you approached her with concern and she looked from under the covers. Your heart immediately sank because you couldn’t remember the last time you’d seen her like this. “Oh, bug, what’s the matter?”

“D-Daddy is so mean, Mama!” you sat next to her on the couch and began to wipe her tears and kiss her cheeks.

May had been navigating emotions, so sometimes when you and Jack had to parent her, it didn’t result in the best adjectives, but given her current state, calling Jack ‘mean’ didn’t seem too misplaced.

“What do you mean, baby?” she continued to cry and clutch onto your skirt. “I believe you, but can you tell Mommy what Daddy did, so she can make it better? Just calm down.”

She took a few deep breaths with you and you began to stroke her hair. “Daddy was... mad because he had his work phone and I tried to make him feel better with a picture of us, but he yelled at me. Said to sit down and he said a bad word, Mama! You said not to say bad words.”

“I did say that, and Daddy shouldn’t have done any of that, right?”

“Mmhmm. It hurt my feelings.”

“I’m sorry, baby. I think Daddy’s just having a bad day today and he’s not handling it the right way.”

“He needs to count to four.”

“He sure does. And I’ll go tell him that, too.”

She nodded before she spoke. “I missed you, Mama.”

“I missed you, too, bug.” you took her into your arms and left a few kisses that made her giggle. “I’ll be right back, okay?”

“Okay, Mommy.”

You sighed as you stood from the couch to go to Jack’s office. You were sure that once you bought his actions to light, he’d be more upset at himself than anything. You didn’t knock before entering Jack’s workspace, which earned you a glare, but nothing further. You moved the papers that had scribbles of verses on them and sat down in their former spot while staring up at Jack.

“My wife just got in and it looks important, so can I call you back?” there was a pause on Jack’s end before he set the phone down and looked at you tiredly. “Neelam call you?”

“Yes, she did and I’m glad she did because we need to talk.”

“About what?” you sighed and licked your lips.

“May. I don’t know when you yelled at her, Jack, but you hurt her feelings bad. She was crying under her blanket.”

“I’ll apologize once I get this all sorted, baby, but this is all crazy.”

“You yelled at her and you’ve never yelled at her, J.”

“I raised my voice.”

“No, she’s heard a raised voice with good reason. My baby is downstairs in tears, Jack. She was just trying to give you this.” you held up the piece of paper that you found on the floor and Jack took it in his hands. Once he deciphered what she drew, you could see the guilt cross his face.

“Fuck.” he breathed out and made eye contact with you. You stood up and got closer to him, enough to make sure he wouldn’t break away from your glance.

“She’s just a little girl who we’ve taught to be kind and respectful and that’s just what she was trying to do. I know you didn’t mean to, but we have to think about how that’s going to affect her if we hold off on owning up to when we’re not. You and May have the healthy relationship that I have always wanted for my babies and it’s your job to keep it up.”

Jack nodded, running his hands through his hair. “I swear I didn’t mean to hurt her feelings, baby. I love May more than anything.”

“I know, baby, it’s why I’m not upset. I just want to make sure you understand.” you rubbed his shoulders and Jack nodded once more. “I love you and I love May. I want my family to be happy, that’s all.”

“I love you, too. I’m going to spend the rest of the day with May, so you just get comfortable, baby. Have a day to yourself.”

“Now that’s what I like to hear.” you kissed his cheek with a smile. “And we’ll talk later on about this all, if you want.”

“Thank you, baby.”

Jack eventually made his way back to the living room where May turned her head at the sound of footsteps. She first assumed it was you until she saw the tall figure. He wasn’t so intimidating with a pout on his face and a pair of Christmas pajama pants, but May still tensed.

“I didn’t make a mess, Daddy.” she whispered and Jack swallowed as his stomach dropped.

“I don’t care about a mess, May. I came to apologize for what happened.” he kneeled in front of her and she raised her eyebrows curiously.

“Apologize?”

“Means to say sorry. I want to say sorry for yelling at you and getting mad when you were just trying to do something nice for me. I shouldn’t have treated you that way, nobody should treat you that way.” he spoke firmly.

“Then why did you?”

“Because, and this is not at all a good reason, but some big stuff happened at work and I’m mad that a very special song I made for you got messed up. Daddy’s not mad at you for even a minute, May, I’m mad at that. Do you understand?”

“You’re mad at work and got mad at me?”

“Yeah. It wasn’t your fault and you weren’t doing anything bad, so I shouldn’t have yelled.” he looked at her in a survey of understanding and she nodded. “I am the sorriest I have ever been, May.”

“I forgive you. I’m sorry you were mad.”

“Thank you for forgiving me.” he kissed her cheek when he pulled her into his lap. “Now, what do you want to do since I'm so sorry?”

“Mmm, can you take me to ride my bike at the park?”

“I’d love to do that.”

“And then get ice cream?”

“Strawberry.”

“Duh.” she giggled and Jack laughed back. “And then can we watch Princess and the Frog?”

“My favorite!”

“No, it’s my favorite, Daddy!” she squealed and Jack stood up happily.

“Can we share?”

“Mmhmm.” she decided, wrapping her arm around his neck as he voyaged up the stairs.

“Let’s put on some real clothes, so we can have a really good day today.”

“Alright!” she scrambled down Jack’s side and he went into her room. “Oh, and Daddy?”

“Hmm?” he hummed back before going to her closet for an outfit.

“You can’t bring your work phone, so you don’t get angry. It’s May only.”

“Only you, May baby." he agreed, causing her to smile wide.

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[harlowcomehome]

Jack meets reader when modeling for a clothing brand like Prada this for sure would happens considering his glasses that he where’s all the time-🌊

“Model behavior.”

You have been modeling for various clothing companies and brands for the last two years of your career. You had met several other models and even celebrities, but you always wanted to keep things professional. Plus, you had never met anyone interesting enough to risk it all for.

Today you were working with Prada for a new spring collection, you were really excited to model everything and were told that you would be working with a celebrity. Normally when you got the briefings for your photo shoots there wasn’t much detail to it, you didn’t mind it though. You were only focused on yourself and what you brought to the table.

When you arrived on site early, you spoke with the photographer who gave you the rundown of what to expect today. He warned you that the celebrity that you were working with was newer to Prada and would likely need your help, which you didn’t mind at all. 

You had just got changed into your first outfit when you walked out and saw a familiar face, you recognized him right away. It wasn’t that you were a fan, it was that he was literally everywhere lately.

“Miss Y/N this is Jack Harlow” Raf the creative director introduced the two of you. You eyed him up and down, you thought the heels you were instructed to wear made you tall but he was taller, that of course being the first thing you noticed before being distracted by his aquamarine eyes.

“I’m Jack” he reached out and shook your hand. “Y/N” you smiled at him. “Oh I know, I saw you at New York fashion week” he admitted making your cheeks burn. Something about the way he carried himself, made you instantly attracted which had never happened before, you tried to mentally shake the feeling off.

“Jack, follow her to set and she’ll show you where to stand” Raf instructed. Jack nodded and followed closely behind you, he admired the way your legs looked in those heels. So much so that when you tripped and almost sprained your ankle he caught you.

“I don’t think those are buckled right” he said as you leaned into him before collecting yourself. You looked down to see one of the buckles wasn’t latched right, something that had never happened to you before.

“I got it” he bent down and fixed it for you, the pit of your stomach felt hot, such a simple kind gesture was so attractive.

“Thank you” you smiled as he came back up to your eye level.

“No problem, I have a feeling you’re going to be helping me a lot today. I feel like I already owe you” he smiled, his dimple you hadn’t noticed earlier coming out.

“Oh my gosh, you have dimples?” You said excitedly.

“One” he laughed, “just one.” You smiled at him,“well, we’ll make sure that sides what gets photographed. Dimples sell” you smiled. Jack could feel himself turning red, he wasn’t used to girls being so forward in a professional setting but he liked it. You all the while didn’t even realize he took it as flirting.

The two of you had fun during your photo shoot, which was good because there was a lot of natural looking laughing shots. Jack was really respectful of your body and your space, which you hate to praise someone for the bare minimum but it was usually not the case during these photo shoots. He would constantly ask you if his hand placement was alright, making you giggle at how soft he was about everything.

”You know? You’re actually really fun to work with” you admitted as you both went in for your final shot.

“I am?” He smiled, admiring you, he liked how nice and encouraging you had been the entire time.

“This is the most fun I’ve had on set” you giggled, standing in front of him with your legs spread sort as a power stance type pose.

“How long have you been modeling?”

You blushed at the question, realizing he was asking that based of what you said. You were stumped thinking of how to respond but luckily the creative director interrupted you instead.

“I love this chemistry the two of you have, would you mind if we took a little more intimate shots?”

You looked over at Jack for confirmation “I’m comfortable if you are” he nodded. You straddled his lap, putting on arm behind his back and the other in your hair. You only took a few shots, it didn’t take many to get a good one.

When you climbed off his lap, he held a hand out to steady you, he smiled up at you as you took it. “Thank you” you smiled, tucking a loose piece of hair behind your ear. “No problem” he smiled back.

“I think we got everything we need, as always thank you Y/N and thank you to Jack Harlow for accompanying us today as well” Raf announced to the staff surrounding you both who cheered and clapped.

You were going to hug him goodbye but as soon as Raf was out of view all of the girls on set swarmed him for his attention, you laughed to yourself as you walked back to your dressing room to get changed.

You had just grabbed your purse to leave when you opened the door to see Jack standing there. “Oh my gosh, you scared me” you giggled.

“You we’re going to leave without saying goodbye?” He teased and you smiled at him “you seemed a little preoccupied.”

He nodded at that, he was used to getting a lot of attention but for some reason he was drawn to you and the fact that you almost left without saying anything to him.

“I wanted to thank you for today. I still get a little nervous doing stuff like this” he smiled, you could tell he was being genuine.

“Don’t worry about it so much, you’re a natural” you smiled as you looked up at him. “You also have really pretty eyes” you hummed, not sure why you said that but it just came out. “I know the editing team will love that” you gushed.

Jack smiled at you “I mean, I’ve been told that a time or two.”

“Oh I’m sure you have!” You responded with a giggle and the two of you awkwardly standing there in silence for a brief fifteen seconds.

“Have dinner with me?” Jack blurted out, you could tell he was nervous to ask which you only found to be adorable.

“Tonight?” You asked with a smile and he nodded.

“Give me your phone” you held your hand out to him. He unlocked and handed you his phone, you called yourself and handed it back to him.

“I will text you details” he smiled, you could tell he was excited, but trying to keep his cool. You nodded and watched him walk away.

You watched as him and his team left the building, you collected your things and told Raf thanks again for the opportunity.

Raf stopped you before you headed out the door “you two have insane chemistry, just saying darlin.” You laughed it off but thought about it when you got into the car.

You already had a text from Jack, you admired his eagerness.

Jack Harlow: Miss me yet?

You hated how a three word message made you giggle like a kid.

You: You’re the one texting me. 🤔

Jack was also sharing the same reaction as you, laughing to himself as he was driven back to his hotel.

You both talked back and fourth a little bit before he told you when to be ready for dinner.

He picked you up himself, which surprised you but you were relieved. You thought he’d send a car or something extra and you weren’t sure how to handle that.

He met you on your porch, he was dressed in all black, he looked really good. You smelled his cologne instantly, “you smell good” you smiled and he did too.

“Thank you, it’s something new I have cooking up.”

“Oh! Exclusive? I’m honored to smell it” you laughed as the two of you walked to his car. He had a big goofy grin on his face, you wondered what he was up to.

He opened the car door for you. Before you got in your saw a small box with a bow sitting in the passenger seat, you picked it up and looked at him confused. He wiggled his eyebrows at you “I’m glad you thought it smelled nice.” You felt yourself blushing from the gesture “is this a bottle for me?”

He nodded “it’s unisex, and that’s the only bottle right now, besides the one that I have.” He smiled pretty big at that, you could tell he was proud of his gesture, you gave him a kiss on the cheek and thanked him before getting in the car.

When he got into the drivers seat you could tell his cheeks were red, he blushed easily, you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t already noticed that earlier in the day. He saw you admiring his side profile, slightly nervous he cleared his throat and handed you the aux. “You can connect your music if you want” he smiled and you instantly got nervous “are you sure you don’t want to?” He laughed, your reaction was a reaction that he was used to “you’re worried I’m going to judge your music taste huh?” 

“No!“ you answered defensively, obviously playing along “never that!” He laughed “I like pretty much anything, so don’t worry.” You plugged your phone is, not realizing the last thing you played would automatically start playing and embarrassingly enough it was one of his songs. You quickly paused it but the damage was done, the song title and album cover showing up on his dash.

His eyes flickered to the screen and then back to you “oh yeah?” You were so embarrassed, you wanted to jump out of his car and run home. “I had to do my research, make sure you weren’t going to kill me on this date or something” you laughed and he did too “so you admit it?”

You looked over at him confused, all the while frantically searching for another more appropriate song to play. “Admit it?” You asked with a smile.

“This is a date” he smirked and you laughed.

“Do you give gifts to casual hangouts?” You teased and he clicked his tongue, really feeling like he met his match when it came to flirting.

“No, of course not” he smiled. “But quick question, what’s your favorite song off that album?” He teased and you couldn’t help but giggle “I’m not living that down anytime soon am I?” “Absolutely not” he snickered as he pulled into the parking lot of a private restaurant.

You had always wanted to eat here but it was basically known for being the celebrity hangout and very exclusive, invite only type of place.

You went to open your car door, Jack looked at you “are you crazy woman?”

You giggled “what?”

“AHT AHT! hand off the handle” he got out quickly and met you at your door.

“Are you always this dramatic?” You playfully rolled your eyes, smoothing out your dress and you got out of the car.

“Did I hear romantic?” He tested playfully putting a hand behind his ear “oh yeah well, only on dates” he smiled, his dimple very visible.

You felt butterflies in your stomach, a warm fuzzy feeling you hadn’t felt in a very long time. You liked how goofy he was, he kept you laughing and you liked that.

The two of you walked through a back entrance and was led to a rooftop table, the view of the city illuminated by lights. You were impressed, this was the best first date you’d ever been on.

The two of you sat down quickly and talked for a good while before finally ordering something. He kept his hand on the table, you could tell he wanted to grab your hand but he was unsure, you grabbed his instead. He smiled, his blue eyes flickering from your hands back to your eyes. “That’s why I wanted to go out with you tonight” he hummed “I like a girl who takes charge.”

“Oh yeah?” You smiled.

“Yeah, you have this independent woman vibe about you and I like it” he smiled, his tongue visible in his cheek.

“I like your energy too” you admitted “I can’t seem to figure you out, and I like that.”

He smiled back at you “I’m a complex guy, what can I say?” He laughed before taking a sip of water.

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