#white men can’t jump

[oliviabaker]

JACK HARLOW & LAURA HARRIER as JEREMY & TATIANA WHITE MEN CAN’T JUMP (2023) Dir. Calmatic

#white men can’t jump #jack harlow #harlowgifs #laura harrier #lharrieredit #jackharlowedit #filmgifs #dailywomen #dailymenedit #chewieblog #cinemapix #dailyflicks #userstream #dailytvfilmgifs #moviegifs #mensource #userbbelcher #tuserlauren #**

[baxteravenue]

Multitasking

summary: You test Jack on his multitasking.

a/n: hiiiiiiiiii! here’s something to hold you over while i write possibly the best most delulu fic ive ever written <3

You had been having the best time in Louisville with Jack. It was your first time in his hometown and you were super refreshed with everything his city had to offer you. It was so different from Los Angeles where you had been born and raised. 

“Okay so you don’t have gangs over here?” You asked Jack as he drove down the road an hour outside of the city center of Louisville towards a summer home he had bought earlier that year. 

Jack laughed, “I’m sure there are baby but in case you haven't noticed I’m as white as they come so I really don’t know.”

“And in the middle of the night you're not disturbed by loud cracking sounds that you sometimes can’t identify as either gunshots or fireworks?”

Jack gave you a quick worried look, “Damn baby. That’s how it was for you?”

You laughed. “Yeah but it wasn’t scary… most of the time it was fireworks.”

“So rough,” Jack placed his hand on your bare thigh. “Wonder how you stayed so sweet.”

“Ah- ah Jackman.” You smacked his hand away, “Eyes on the road.” 

Jack gave you a smirk, “Baby you know I can multitask.”

Jack for sure had a kink for getting it on in the car, most of the time in LA the two of you would never even make it out of the passenger seat. Now it was different though, the car he was driving was not the usual black and fully tinted range rover that was usually parked away in the driveway to your gated home. 

Instead he was pushing the gas on a car that stood locked away in his garage that he hardly ever got to drive; a cherry red old school Cadillac with the top down. 

“It’s so pretty out here, I love it.” You smiled as you looked down the endless road and greenery on each side of the car, “I haven’t seen one single car pass by us.”

Jack grinned at your words, he was so in love with you and to hear those words come out of your mouth about his hometown it just made his love grow bigger. 

“That’s usually how it is out here, no one for miles until we get to the house. It’s why I chose that property, some peace and quiet.”

Your ears perked at his statement… No one for miles. Hm.

“Why you smiling to yourself?” Jack looked over at you.

He wasn't even done with his question before you were jumping over him and straddling his lap, taking him by surprise. 

“Baby, I’m driving…” Jack laughed as you started peppering kisses all over his face and down his neck. “Baby.”

You leaned into his ear, “I thought you could multitask Mr. Harlow?”

“Oh baby, you’re gonna see just how much I can multitask.” Jack placed a kiss on your cheek, moving his free hand to cup your butt. 

“Well you better drive a little faster.” You smiled down at him before placing you lips on his feeling the car picking up speed.

#jack harlow imagine #jack harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow x you #jack harlow x y/n #White Men Can’t Jump

[lcandothisallday]

Hi sarah!! I was thinking what if you wrote Jeremy and reader being enemies to lovers but Jeremy never hated her, in fact he always liked her since high school and would try to impress her but it always went wrong which is why she thinks he hates her. Like him trying to show off in the gym at school and accidentally hits reader in the face with the ball and thats just how it all starts. 😮‍💨 That was alot but I think you could write this very well. If not, that’s okay too.

- 🌎anon

i fully didn’t do this request justice and it’s not edited properly so i apologize to all of you😩

Fool for you - Jeremy (WMCJ) x f!reader

You couldn't help your cringe as you entered your new gym. Money was tight so you had to downgrade which wasn't all that bad truth be told, but the sleezy men who kept staring at you and making crude comments as you walked by irked you beyond compare.

With a sigh, you put in your AirPods and play your music before you begin with the stairmaster. As you're climbing, from the corner of your eye you notice a man walking around with a massive bag and bottles of drinks that did not look FDA approved what so over.

You watched in curiosity as he stopped in front of every member, holding the drink up and promoting it like his life depended on it. It wasn't until you got a closer look at who the man was that your eyes widened.

"Oh hell no," you mutter under your breath, slowing down on the stairmaster. There he was--in all his odd hippy glory--Jeremy from high school, the same Jeremy that hated your guts and you never understood why.

You had always thought he was cute all throughout high school, his boyish charm, his curly hair and adorable dimpled smile--mixed with the fact that he was a basketball player, of course you had a little crush on him.

But he always made sure to show you he didn't feel the same. Emphasis on the show you part. There were countless times where you took a basketball to the head, had a drink spilt all over your school work, or simply teased beyond comprehension all in an attempt to embarrass you because he simply hated you.

When Jeremy finished up with one guy, he scanned the room for his next client victim when his eyes landed on you. His breath got caught in his throat as he watched you climb the stairmaster expertly, your thighs and ass taking the full work out.

With a deep breath, his nerves elated, he fixes his shirt by smoothing it down before he slowly begins approaching you.

Ironically, back in high school, Jeremy also had the fattest crush on you. He tried everything to get you to like him but it just continuously backfired because he was always so clumsy or tripping over his words, embarrassing not just himself--but you in the process too.

As you see the curly haired man approach you, you shake your head and immediately turn off the machine.

"Nope." you say sternly, your hand out to stop him in his tracks, cutting him off before he even got the chance to speak. His mouth was agape and eyes wide.

"I didn't even say nothing yet!" he exclaimed in defence. You scoffed and hopped off of the machine.

"I am not in the mood to get hurt today--whatever you're selling, I don't want it. You'll give me food poisoning," you mutter, shaking your head once again.

Jeremy's cheeks went red with embarrassment. "I wasn't uh...wasn't planning on selling you my detox drinks."

You roll your eyes and stare at the curly haired man with your hands on your hips in annoyance. "Is that what you do now?" you ask mockingly. "Given up on basketball and go around dressed like that selling detox drinks to gym bros?"

Truthfully, you didn't mean to sound that rude. You just weren't in the mood to interact with the guy that made your high school experience just a bit more unbearable.

Hearing your insult made Jeremy bite his lip and look down at his feet momentarily in shame. "Well I mean...wasn't exactly my plan...tore both my ACLs and didn't heal properly so I gotta make money somehow," he mumbled in response.

His response made you feel terrible. "Jeremy I'm sorry. That was rude of me," you apologize softly. "I didn't know."

"How could you?" he muttered sarcastically, causing you to frown.

"Look--you came up to me," you argued, crossing your arms over your chest. “Don’t get all sassy with me now,” you said while frowning.

Jeremy chuckled and ran a nervous hand through his hair. “Look…it’s been a while right? we’ve both matured—so why don’t you come to one of my games?” he suggested. “We can catch up after.”

You look at him in question with a slightly raised brow. You couldn’t deny that the adorable and hopeful expression on his face made your heart flutter ever so slightly. Maybe he has grown.

“Sure why not.”

It’s a few days later and you follow the directions that Jeremy had texted you with the location of where the mini ball games were being held. As you approached the stands and took in your surroundings, you began to feel bad for him. Graduating from highschool, everyone thought he was enroute to playing in the NBA so seeing him have to resort to playing in small competitions to keep his passion alive was something that was a bit disheartening—no doubt the feeling probably worse for him.

When Jeremy saw you take a seat in the first row, his heart beat quickened. “She actually came,” he muttered in disbelief under his breath, not having expected you to show up.

Kamal overheard and chuckled. “That her?” he asked for confirmation, Jeremy nodding. “Bro…no offence but she’s outta your league.”

Jeremy groaned. “Don’t you think I know that?” he whined. “I can never impress her—believe me I’ve tried.”

Kamal smirked as he teasingly patted his friend’s back. “Guess you gotta be on your A game, huh?”

The game went rather smoothly with you watching Jeremy with a smile on your face. He managed to not make a complete fool out of himself and you were impressed to say the least. It was nice to see that he still had game. 

On the final play of the game, Jeremy had the ball. He glanced over at you momentarily, which was possibly the worst idea he could’ve done because his nerves got the best of him and with full force, as he went to take a three, it air balled and hit you right in the head.

Some of the girls in the stands also watching the game, snickered, one even whispering “that had to be on purpose,” to her friend.

With a shake of your head, you begin to walk off, not wanting to give Jeremy the satisfaction. It really did feel like he invited you under false pretences of a truce when in reality his whole plan was to embarrass you again. A sick joke.

“Y/N I’m sorry!” Jeremy exclaimed, running after you and stopping you in your tracks as he gently reached for your arms.

“That one actually fucking hurt Jeremy!” you exclaim, turning to face him which is when he noticed the growing bruise on your forehead. “I get it—you hate me! Does my presence around you evoke some sort of violent behaviour or something?”

Jeremy furrowed his brows in confusion. “I don’t hate you. Your presence actually makes me nervous—”

“Okay well if you don’t hate me then why are you always throwing shit at me?!”

“It’s on accident!”

“Every single time?!??”

Jeremy groaned, “I like you!” he exclaimed in exasperation. “I turn into a Damn fool around you! Can’t talk or walk or play ball—thought I’d grown out of it,” he sighed. “Apparently not.”

You furrowed your brows as you stared at him. He sounded sincere. “You have absolutely zero game you know that?”

“Only around you.”

You tried to keep a serious face but you couldn’t help your small laugh. “You’re ridiculous,” you say with a playful shake of your head. “And the funny thing is I’m actually endeared by you which sucks because I genuinely think if I do something about it—I might end up dead one day with the way you are around me.”

Jeremy cheeks went red and he gave you a shy smile. “I’m hoping that isn’t the case. Let me take you on a proper first date. No basketballs around,” he breathed out.

You can’t hide your amused smile. “One date…to test the waters.”

Jeremy grinned, his hand coming up to access your bruise before his grin turned into a wince in shame. “M’ really sorry about this,” he mumbled.

“You’ll make it up to me.”

#jack harlow #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow imagines #jeremy x reader #jeremy wmcj #wmcj #white men can’t jump #wmcj fics

[jackharlowgifs]

Jack Harlow at ESPN

#jack harlow #jack harlow gifs #white men can’t jump #he’s so 🥹

[chandler-monica]

JACK HARLOW White Men Can't Jump Trailer (2023)

#jack harlow #jackharlowedit #white men can’t jump #userbbelcher #chewieblog #useroptional #usermusic #usermusicdaily #dailymusicians #dailymen #cinematv #filmedit #movieedit #moviegifs #cinemapix #dailyfilmtvgifs #* #that's my man!!!!

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Happy trails are distracting…

#jack harlow #jackman thomas harlow #jackman harlow #white men can’t jump

[twerkforambrose]

White Men Can’t Jump (2023) dir. Calmatic

#jack harlow #sinqua walls #white men can’t jump #filmgifs #filmedit #moviegifs #tvandfilm #mensource #dailymengifs #dailymen #gifs

[moody4world]

The lucky one🏀

a/n: yall im obsessed with the trailer already so here’s a little something i was thinking about.

Kamal and Jeremy at the basketball court

Jeremy: So uh, who’s the fine lady over there?

Kamal: Did you just say fine lady in 2023? That’s y/n, don’t even think about it either cause she hasn’t given anybody that comes here the time of day. EVER.

Jeremy: But she’s never met me.

Kamal: Jeremy…be for real man.

Jeremy: Look, im just sayin maybe im the lucky one ya know? i feel like the universe is on my side with this one.

Y/n fine ass walks by winking at Jeremy as they both stare in awe

Y/n: Hey Kamal….hi white boy.

Kamal: Damn, maybe you are the lucky one.

#jack harlow #white men can’t jump #jeremy x reader #jack harlow x reader #moody4world #moody fics

[spaceshipsandpurpledrank]

#talkin #tik tok #white men can’t jump

[oliviabaker]

LAURA HARRIER, JACK HARLOW White Men Can’t Jump (2023) trailer.

#white men can’t jump #lharrieredit #jackharlowedit #dailyflicks #filmgifs #userstream #moviegifs #dailywoc #mensource #dailywomen #cinemapix #dailytvfilmgifs #chewieblog #userbbelcher #jack harlow #laura harrier #tuserlauren #**

[baxteravenue]

Jumping, Falling, Tripping.

Part One

Summary: White Men Can’t Jump is getting a reboot and Jack Harlow just got casted and so did you. There’s this saying about falling in love on set, especially with your costars. That can’t be true though… right?

A/N: This is a multiple part series that will have about 8 to 10 parts! In this series I came up with my own plot for the reboot since I don’t know much about the reboot besides the original movie but I wanted to be a little different so I came up with my own. I hope you enjoy this because I’m really excited about it.

“I really want this role, like bad.” You told your manager as the two of you drove over to the studio’s office, “White Men Can’t Jump was one of mine and my dad’s favorite movies and I don’t know… it just feels right.”

Alison, your manager shook her head at how worried you were, “It’s a chemistry read Y/N that means that they want you for this part, all they want to see is if you have chemistry with the lead. It is Jack Harlow so how hard could it possibly be.”

Jack Harlow had somehow managed to snag the lead role in the reboot to White Men can’t Jump and with that if you did get the role you would be playing his love interest. You didn’t know much about him besides maybe one song that was always playing on the radio and that he was Twitter’s white boy of the month.

You had been studying the lines they had given you for what felt like weeks, although it had only been maybe two days and some change; you just needed to get this right. You really, really, really wanted this role.

“Hi Y/N, it’s so nice to see you again.” One of the producers smiled at you as you walked into the room.

“It’s so nice to see you again as well, thanks for having me back.” You grinned shyly.

“Well you know all of us already, but there is one person you haven't met or have.” The producer joked, pointing to the tall figure on the other side of her, “This is Jack Harlow, Jack this is Y/N.”

You smiled over at him, reaching out your hand to his extended hand shaking it. “Nice to meet you.”

“You too, you too.” He smiled back.

Jack Harlow was way taller in person than you had expected, the height difference forced you to look up at him or else you’d be staring at his neck. They had you and Jack stand as close to each other as possible for the scene. It was a good thing you didn’t know Jack, previously before you had bombed some auditions because of nerves and being intimidated. You were calm though, ready to nail this and officially get casted.

“Alright whenever the two of you are ready, just jump in… No pun intended.”

You started, looking up at Jack. “And who are you again?”

“Oh me? No one, you know, just a guy.”

“Just a guy who almost got his ass beat, did you actually take his money?” Your voice slowly raised, a worried sound at the tip of your tongue as you stared into Jack’s baby blue eyes.

Jack circled you, a smirk on his face. “Hey, I won that money fair and square. They’re just mad because they got played. So what do ya say I got some money now and you’re pretty…”

You shook your head, trying your best to hide the smile that was growing on your face. “Is that your way of asking me out on a date? Cause that was really bad.”

“Alright, alright that was pretty bad so let’s settle it some other way. Me and you one on one if I win I can take you out and if you win then you can walk away… only if that’s what you want.” Jack placed the basketball in the middle of the two of you. “Your choice.”

“That’s hardly fair,” You shook your head, smirking. “I saw you playing. I can’t play like that.”

Jack tossed the ball up in the air, catching it as it came down. “I can teach you… and then we can go out.”

“And pause!”

You took a couple steps back, looking back at the table of the producers. “That was really good you guys, can we try the second scene?”

You both nodded, and then it hit you… the second scene.

“Full through you guys, whenever you’re ready.” The producer spoke.

“You always played basketball?” You looked up at Jack.

“My dad, he loved it. Showed me everything I knew you know, all those special tricks.” Jack smiled, “He was good, you know for a white guy.”

You threw your head back laughing, “You’re good for a white guy too. I’m surprised you’re not playing D1 for a college team.” Jack frowned a bit, letting silence take over the two of you. You looked down at his knees the way it explained in the script, “Sorry.”

He shook his head, “S’all good what’s meant to be is meant to be and a career in basketball was obviously not meant to be.”

You stepped in closer, batting your eyelashes at him. “And what is meant to be.”

Jack didn’t hesitate closing the gap between the two of you and smashing his lips on yours. You counted how long the kiss was, exactly three seconds. He pulled away a small smile on his face that matched yours, “That.”

“And done! That was really good, you guys.”

“Y/N, you mind stepping outside and giving us a couple minutes?”

You nodded, walking out to sit on the other side of the door. F*ck, wouldn’t they just tell you that you got the part then and there if you got it? Maybe they just wanted to find an easy way to tell you that you didn’t get it. Why would they have you kiss him? Why would they do that to you if you didn’t get the part?

“You think really loudly you know?” You heard Jack say as he walked out of the room, sitting right beside you.

You nodded, “So I’ve been told.”

“I wouldn’t worry too much, I think you got it. You did really well, way better than I was when I first stepped into that room.” Jack tried his best at reassuring words, “Plus they didn’t have the other girls I read with do that last scene.”

You looked over at him, “Really?”

Jack nodded, smiling.

“Thank you, I needed to hear that.” You gave him a soft smile, “You’re a good actor for a rapper by the way. Way better than I expected anyways.”

Jack laughed, “Thanks… And sorry if that kiss was weird, it caught me off guard when they said to run through the second scene.”

“No worries, if I get this I think we’re gonna have to do a bit more of that.”

“You will…” Jack nodded, “At least I think so.”

The two of you sat there for a second in silence, awaiting the results. And after what felt like eternity the three producers called you back in with serious looks all over their face. “Well we just want to let you know Y/N that we really liked your performance when you first auditioned and that’s why we called you in to read with Jack so with that we wanted to say…”

You felt like you could faint at any given moment.

“...Would you like to be our Destiny?”

Your eyes widened, and your mouth flew open. “Really?”

They nodded excitedly.

“Of course, oh my god. Yes!”

They all stood up bringing you into a hug and congratulating you, letting Jack into the room to also tell him. “Well Billy Hoyle Jr., meet Destiny Clemente Gomez.”

Jack’s eyes widened too, before bringing you into a tight hug. “I told you!”

You giggled into his shoulder, “Yes. Yes you did.”

“Alright you two get together, I need a picture of two of my characters coming to life.” Sam the producer cheesed like a mother watching her kids on the first day of school, “Say white men can’t jump!”

Jack brought you into his side, putting a peace sign over your head like a child as you hugged his waist. Both of your faces full of cheesy smiles, “White men can’t jump!”

BREAKING MOVIE NEWS,

WHITE MEN CAN’T JUMP REBOOT ADDS: Y/F/N Y/L/N TO STAR ASIDE JACK HARLOW AND SINQUA WALLS!

#jack harlow #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x you #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow x y/n #come home the kids miss you #white men can’t jump

[lcandothisallday]

Can you write something about Jeremy catching his girlfriend doing yoga and wanting to join her?

Yoga - Jeremy (WMCJ) x f!reader

Lately, it truly felt like you were living pay check to pay check. Money was tight and to make ends meet, you decided to teach a yoga class for seniors at the local community centre. Not wanting to begin the classes without preparation, you decided to change into your work out outfit and practice a routine that you knew the seniors could keep up with. You walk into the living room with your yoga mat in hand, sighing as you pushed around some of Jeremy's odd things to make room. The space was tight but you had to make do with what you had. When everything is set, you start playing some calming music in the background and step onto the mat, beginning with stretches.

You truly felt at peace, your breathing steady as you bent down to touch your toes, before straightening up and extending your arms overhead in a graceful arc. Lost in the tranquility of the moment, you close your eyes, allowing the soothing melody to guide your movements.

Just as you transition into a downward-facing dog pose, feeling the gentle stretch in your calves, you hear the sound of the front door creaking open. Startled, you quickly open your eyes to see Jeremy standing in the doorway, a curious expression on his face.

Jeremy's eyes widen as he takes in the sight of you in your yoga attire, your body gracefully moving through each pose. He leans against the door frame, a mischievous smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he specifically eyed your ass up in the air.

"Hey babe," he says, his voice laced with a playful tone. "Am I interrupting something?" You can't help but roll your eyes playfully, still in the position. "Yes actually--you're disrupting my peace," you hum in response teasingly. Jeremy couldn't help but scoff as he walked up closer to you, positioning his body directly behind you as his hands instinctively moved to hold onto your hips. Your ass was pressed up right against his front which was exactly what he intended.

"Jeremy--"

"C'mon...relax," his smooth voice spoke, his hands massaging your hips. "I gotchu...ever heard of couple's yoga?"

"Honestly this feels like the start of a weird yoga themed porno," you admit with your cheeks heating up immensely. Jeremy couldn't help the little giggle that escaped him as he guided you to straighten back up. "Honestly I'd be down to film one if you want--"

"Jesus Jer," you groan, turning around to face him. "You're ridiculous you know?" you laugh. He simply shrugged, the amusement ever so evident on his face.

His hand were still on your waist as he looked deep into your eyes. "Alright...tree position," he hummed, to which you smiled as you moved into that position, thankful that he had a hold on you to keep you balanced as your eyes fluttered shut in relaxation.

The two of you stood in comfortable silence for a minute or two before he spoke again--this time his tone more serious. "I'm sorry that you're forced to pick up extra classes to keep us afloat," he sighed.

At that, your eyes open and you set your one leg down. "I mean...it's definitely not ideal but it's not the worst thing to partake in," you reassure. "I just...I just need you to get serious about what you plan to do."

"I will," he reassured. "Just need some time."

You hum and nod in acceptance. "Okay...in the mean time I'm not hating couples yoga," you say, shrugging nonchalantly and with a grin. Jeremy finds your smile infectious and begins grinning as well.

"Well how about we keep these good vibes going and test out some new positions in the bedroom?" he suggests with wiggled brows, not even giving you the chance to respond before he's picking you up and making his way into the room with you giggling.

#jack harlow #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow imagines #white men can’t jump #wmcj #jeremy x reader

[jackharlowgifs]

White Men Can’t Jump without context:

#jack harlow #white men can’t jump

[lovelyamneris]

#one of my fave movies <3 #white men can’t jump

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WMCJ stills via Instagram

#jack harlow #jackman thomas harlow #jackman harlow #white men can’t jump #WMCJ

[chandler-monica]

hi white men can’t jump was pretty good and jack DID THAT. so funny and so on point i love that man (but what else is new)

#jack harlow #white men can’t jump