Aug 26, 2025
In the second year of his residency, Robby becomes a father.
But, accidentally, so does Jack.
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In the second year of his residency, Robby becomes a father.
But, accidentally, so does Jack.
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“What do you mean you don’t have a reservation under my name?” Jack asked sternly into the phone. Valentine’s Day was coming up which meant that this was going to be Ariel and his first time celebrating the holiday together. Wanting to make it special he made reservations for a fanciest restaurant in town, booking out the private room so they could have some privacy.
Jack listened as the guy stuttered nervously over the phone. “I’ve checked everywhere, sir. I apologize.” Frustration etched across his face and he ran a hand through his curls roughly. “Fine. So can I just book the private room for 7pm Wednesday please?”
The host cleared their throat nervously, “Well, Mr. Harlow the room is actually booked by another party. I’m so terribly sorry.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Jack said, failing to keep his emotions in check.
“Again. I’m so sorry for the inconvenience—“ Not wanting to hear another word from him, Jack hung up the phone and threw it on the couch of the recording studio. Jack couldn’t shake the disappointment. Valentine’s Day was Ariel’s favorite holiday, all he wanted to do was make it special and now he felt like the day was ruined before it even got here.
Christmas shopping with Clem and Wren ☺️
Sorry this is late 😩 but I hope you like it!
Jack had decided to take both of the girls to the mall to go Christmas shopping. You and your five month baby boy Mason had to stay home.
“Are my girls ready?!” Jack asked buckling Wren.
“Yeah!” Clementine had been talking about this ever since Jack had brought it up. She was always excited at the opportunity to buy something for you.
“Clem baby, you got your belt or do you need help?” Jack asked, looking at her making sure she was all good.
“I got it! I’m a big girl remember daddy?” She shook her head at him and giggled at his face.
“You’re so right. Silly me” Jack got in the driver seat and buckled himself in. He noticed how quiet Wren was and looked back at her.
She was looking out the window quietly humming ‘detox’ to herself. She had been on that song ever since she heard you listening to it. Jack always thought it was adorable how much Wren took after you.
“Whatcha thinking about Wrenly?”
“Can we buy mama a horsey?” Jack knew the only reason she asked was because they had just watched the movie Spirit about a horse. He chuckled at her shaking his head.
“No can do on the horse babe, we wouldn’t have anywhere to put them!” She sighed but then agreed.
The first stop they were making was Coach. Jack knew there had been a navy blue coach bag that you had been talking about getting.
When they got in the store Wren was already feeling tired of walking so Jack carried her on his hip while she rested her head on his shoulder and picked at the lint on his shirt.
“Daddy can I look at the bracelets please?” Clementine had always had a thing for jewelry and she knew she wanted to get you some type of bracelet.
“Yeah baby, just stay where I can see you okay?” She nodded, walking to the bracelets.
Jack had already ordered the bag and just walked to the front desk to pick it up. One thing he was always good at was getting gifts on time.
Clementine gasped at a bracelet she saw and quickly called for Jack. “I want to get mommy this one!” She pointed at a rose gold bracelet that had the coach logo along with a few diamonds circling around it.
“Good find Clem!” After Jack had purchased the bracelet the three of them walked around for a bit getting things for both you and Mason.
By the time they got home all three of them were exhausted and ready for a nap (especially Wren)
Mia and Ez accidentally break something of yours and work together to glue it back together but Jack catches them in the process!
“Cheesy you can’t catch me.” Mia sings out.
“Stop running fast.” Ez huffs out trying to catch up to his sister.
Mia laughs, “that’s not how tag works.” she runs around and runs into your office.
“Mia, we can’t be here.” Ez gasps but continues to chase after her.
“Mommy won’t know-“
Both Ezequiel and Mia freeze to stare at the broken pieces. “We are in trouble.”
Mia shakes her head. “we can fix it” she runs back to the play room then runs back to the office coming back with tape and glue.
Ezequiel stands away from the mess, staring at his sister in worry. “She loves this, she gonna be sad.”
“Okay, so stop being a baby and help me fix it.” Mia says annoyed.
“I’m 3.”
“Ugh.” Mia snaps and pushes her hair back. “I know, just come and hold this.”
Ezequiel takes his little feet towards Mia and kneels down holding two broken pieces. “This your falt.”
“It’s our fault.” Mia corrects him.
“What are you two doing in here?” Jack asks, he was wondering why the house was so quiet. He knew his kids were up to no good if he was finally able to hear his own breathing.
“NOTHING.” They both answer back way too fast.
Jack raises his eyebrows, hands on his waist. “Why don’t I believe you two?”
“Sounds like a you problem, daddy.” Mia tells him, trying to hide their crime.
Jack walks towards them and gasps at what he finds. “ALIZE MIA HARLOW.” He bends down to pick up the pieces.
“Why are you only saying my name?” Mia grumbles out. “He did it too.”
“ANGEL EZEQUIEL HARLOW.” Jack yells.
That has EZ gasping “did not.”
“Did too.”
“Both of you, enough.” Jack says sternly. “You two know your moms office is prohibited. You two are not allowed in here.”
“Or the studio.” Ezequiel adds.
Mia rolls her eyes. “Door was open.”
“I was bringing in her new couch.” Jack shakes his head. “Young lady, stop being sassy and help me fix this.”
“That’s what we were trying to do.”
“Mia, stop.” Ezequiel whispers out, turning to look at Jack now, “Daddy, is momma gonna be mads?” He asks as he scratches on his thigh.
“Nah little man. She’ll know it was an accident.” Jack reassures him, catching on that his son tends to scratch at his thigh when he’s nervous or scared.
Mia also catches on quickly, “It was my fault, Cheesy didn’t even want to come in here.”
Jack smiles at his daughter, “Come on, I think I know who can fix this.”
Elf Emergency
Summary- Olive accidentally touches the Elf on a shelf and Paisley is afraid the elf is going to lose its magic.
Word Count- 700
A/N- Merry Christmas! I got this request like an hour ago and thought I'd write something quick because I loved it so much.
Olive didn’t mean to, it was a complete accident, she had bumped the elf while trying to reach a cookie, which she had permission to be doing. Paisley was sitting at the counter coloring while you were cleaning the girl’s playroom and Jack was in his home studio.
As soon as Olive’s hand bumped the elf, she looked over at Paisley and burst into tears. At the sound of her sister crying, Paisley looked up from her coloring page.
“What’s wrong?” Paisley asked, climbing off her chair and walking over to Olive.
“The Elf.” Olive said in-between her crying.
“The Elf?” Paisley asked and Olive nodded, pointing to the elf she accidently knocked over, Paisley looked up and gasped.
“You touched it!” Paisley said, stepping back from the elf so she didn’t accidently touch it too. “Olive, you can’t touch the elf, now it’s going to lose its magic!”
“I didn’t mean to! It was, it was.” Olive said, not knowing how to pronounce accident.
“An accident?” Paisley asked and Olive nodded immediately.
“Yeah that.”
“Go get Mommy, I’ll go get Daddy, they will know how to fix this, don’t touch the elf again.” Paisley said, both of them running their separate ways.
“Daddy! Olive touched the elf!” Paisley yelled as she ran towards the studio.
“Mommy.” Olive said quietly, sniffling as she tried to calm herself down.
“Yes baby?” You asked, turning towards her. “What’s wrong, are you okay?” You asked as you noticed her crying. Olive walked over to you, and you picked her up, rubbing her back as she laid her head on your shoulder.
“I-I touched the elf.” Olive admitted, sniffling as she talked.
“Why’d you do that?” You asked her softly.
“Didn’t mean to. Was getting a cookie.” Olive said, and you sighed softly, you had forgotten the elves were set up right next to the cookies, making tiny cookies of their own, when you told Olive she could get one.
“It’s okay Liv, let’s go take a look, okay?” You asked and Olive nodded hesitantly, hugging onto you tightly.
“Don’t want them to lose magic.” Olive said.
“You didn’t mean to, I’m sure they will understand.” You tried to reason with her, but reasoning with an upset 3-year-old was difficult.
You walked into the living room, finding Jack and Paisley looking at the elves. As you walked over to them Olive reached out for Jack who took her from you.
“Should we fix them?” Paisley asked.
“NO!” Olive yelled out immediately. “No touching.”
“What if we use a fork or something?” You asked and both girls nodded.
“Daddy, that’s your job.” Paisley told him and he nodded, handing you back Olive as he found a fork.
The three of you watched as Jack carefully moved the elf with the fork, all four of you giggling as Jack lifted the elf back up and its face was covered with flour, it had fallen face first into the pile of flour you and Jack set out the night before. Jack finished fixing the elf before putting the fork in the sink.
“All better?” Jack asked.
“Is it going to lose its magic?” Paisley asked, and Jack thought for a second.
“No, it was an accident. I’m sure the elf understands.” Jack told her.
“But how will it know it was an accident?” Paisley asked Jack and he thought again.
“Should we write a letter? That way they will know for sure.” Jack said and both girls nodded excitedly.
“Yeah, a letter!” Olive smiled, you wiping the tears from her cheeks.
“I’ll help you while Daddy goes back to his meeting.” You told the girls and they nodded, you carried Olive over to the counter, setting her in a chair while Paisley climbed back into hers.
You helped both girls write their letters since they both wanted to write their own, insisting it would be better then only writing one.
Jack walked back into his office, sitting in front of his laptop again.
“Sorry, there was an Elf emergency.” Jack apologized, him and his team laughing softly before getting back to the meeting.
Taglist @jackharloww @harlowcomehome (forgot to add my taglist because I posted this at 4am, sorry if you’ve already seen this)
Twst Next Gen: Near Copy
Livia: *Gives Ramona a look* How dare you come out with your fathers eyes...and look at your face..
Jack: *Looks over, holding Clover in his arms* Hm?
Livia: Nine months, nine months I've carried you and your sister only for you to come out with wolf ears, your fathers face, his eyes, his skin tone!
Ramona: *babbles, touching her nose*
Livia: *Hugs Ramona, smiling* Oh....you're so perfect, my baby Ramona..
@queen-of-twisted @yukii0nna @zexal-club
Happy Halloween, my friend! I would be ever so grateful if you were to do more of the ghost au, it is marvelous so far! I'm hooked already and I can't wait to see where it goes!
Ghost AU Part 1
Happy not so Halloween!
Me either. I have no idea what’s gonna happen next.
Race was running late. He had set five alarms and didn’t remember waking up to a single one of them. So he threw on a sweatshirt and some jeans and rushed downstairs to find his dad calmly braiding Smalls’s hair as she ate her oatmeal and watched cartoons. “Why didn’t you wake me up?!” Race cried to his father as shoved a poptart in his mouth and grabbed his backpack, slinging it over his shoulder in one swift motion. Only, his bag happened to be open, sending all kinds of papers and assignments all over the floor. The boy groaned as he bent down to pick them up.
With a sigh, Jack shook his head. “You know the rules, Racer,” he insisted. “I won’t always be there to wake you up and if you miss classes, that’s on you.”
The kid rolled his eyes as he shoved things back into his backpack, shaking his head, finally taking an actual bite of the pop tart in his mouth. But he paused when he saw a paper he didn’t recognize, full of words in a language he did not speak. “The fuck is this?”
“Watch your mouth,” Jack scolded loosely, finally finishing with his daughter's hair. “What is it?” he asked.
Hearing the stress in his dad’s voice, Race just shook his head and crumbled it up, throwing it on the table. Smalls grabbed it and started to play with it as Race quickly kissed Jack’s cheek. “Nothin’, prob’ly,” he assured. “Love you, bye,” he called before he ran out the door to catch the train.
Jack sighed, tying off Smalls’s hair. He sniffled kissed the girl’s head. “You ready for daycare, baby?” he asked.
Smalls shrugged and yawned a bit. “Do I have to?” she asked.
“Yes, sweet girl, daddy’s gotta work today, so you gotta go ta daycare,” Jack stated, taking her now empty bowl and tossing it in the sink. “Come on, get your coat,” he urged.
But Smalls wasn’t listening. She was too busy running her finger over the words on the paper Race had found in his backpack. She hummed an old lullaby to herself as she read it, a smile forming on her face as she looked up and saw David in the doorway. “The man’s back!” she said gleefully.
Jack squinted. “Whaddya mean, baby?” he asked, looking towards where the little girl was pointing. He froze when he saw a man standing in the doorway of his daughter’s bedroom. He jumped back with a small cry, grabbing Smalls and holding her to his chest. “Who’re you?! What the hell are you doing?!”
“Daddy, it’s David!” Smalls giggled.
Jack was horrified. He grabbed a knife. “Get out of my house!” he screamed. The man didn’t seem bothered by his threat. He only stepped back into the room. So Jack rushed after him. “Hey!” He shoved the door to his daughter’s room wide open, freezing when he found it empty.
Smalls hummed in disappointment. “You scared him!” she said.
Jack rushed to the window, making sure it was locked. Then he set his little girl on the bed and began to check the room for any points of entry. When he found none, he turned back to her and held her hands. “Hey… that man, how does he get in, Saraya?”
Smalls shook her head. “He don’t. He lives here, like us,” she insisted.
Jack shook his head. “Baby, what does he do? Does he try to hurt you?”
“No, David’s nice. The bad man tries to hurt David though—“
“The bad man?” Jack asked, clearly in a panic. “Okay… hey, ya know what? We’re staying home today. Go watch your cartoons, honey, it’s alright,” he insisted, letting Saraya bound off back into the living room.
Jack’s heart was beating so fast he wasn’t sure he could keep up. He glanced to the window again, reaching for his phone. He dialed three little numbers before holding the thing to his ear. “Yeah, I’d like to report a break in.”
He looked over to his little girl sitting on the couch, happily watching cartoons and put a hand over his mouth, confused and concerned.
When he walked back out into the living room and kitchen, he looked down at that piece of paper on the counter. He paused when he saw what was written. “Help me, help me, help me, help me…” It was written over and over again. He glanced at his baby and then back to the paper, taking the thing and crumbling it up, about to toss it into the garbage before he stopped. Instead he tossed it onto the counter and walked over to his daughter, holding her close as he waited for the police.
Something was definitely not right here.
I WANNA BE THAT LITTLE GIRL SO BAD OMG