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Ripped Dresses
Word count: 830
Pairings: Jack Harlow x Reader
Warnings: Daddy kink, smut, breeding kink, swearing
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You were dripping. Thighs surely glistening and sticky. You just couldn’t help it when he looked like that. You were only married for three months now, and you were definitely still in that honeymoon phase. You watched as he sipped his drink, laughing with his friends. He was just so fucking hot. A short sleeve button up shirt and jeans, sunglasses up in his hair.
Make You Feel Pretty
Bf!Jack x Reader
Summary: Jack can’t help falling even deeper for you.
Word Count: 582
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Spending all my money just to make you feel pretty
The sky ran out of stars
They’re all living in the city
Y/n was belting out the words to the lovelytheband song as she jumped around on wobbly legs. Tipsy on pina coladas and excitement. She would pause every now and then and giggle as she spun in crazy circles, her head thrown back.
Jack was content just watching her; but when she almost fell face first into the grass for the third time, he decided to go and help her stay on her legs. As his hands snaked around her waist, she lent backwards slightly and laughed hysterically. He could feel the heat of her skin even as it was covered in goosebumps, she refused to cover up her swimsuit clad skin as the air chilled.
Jack smiled fondly when Y/n let out a girlish screech when the familiar guitar riff blasted through the speakers. Her favorite song that she couldn’t help but to scream at the top of her lungs.
“Waterloo! I was defeated, you won the war! Waterloo! Promise to love you forever more! Waterloo! Couldn’t escape if I wanted to!” She giggled and pranced around, in her own little world of warm Caribbean air and contagious happiness contained in the music. He loved to see Y/n this way; to see her not have a care in the world and let her true happiness shine through.
Her silly dance moves brought out a proper laugh to come from within Jack’s chest. She was truly out of pocket within, and that’s what made her Y/n. That’s what made her his Y/n.
“Oh my god! We should watch Just Go With It!”
“You need some water, mamas. Actin’ crazy, I love it but we’re gonna have the neighbors yelling at us,” he teased.
Jack finally got her inside with a promise of letting her put a face mask on him. So here he is, sat up against the headboard with her in his lap. She was delicately smearing the mask along his soft skin with her finger tips. This was his favorite place to be. In bed with his twin flame on his lap, giggling and being so fucking gentle with him. He never thought he’d be 23 with a ring in his suitcase. He always imagined being 23 and single, a different girl every week. It amazed him how comfortable Y/n was around him. She was truly herself when he was around. They completed one another. Jack blushed gently at Y/n’s fond comment: “Your freckles are darker cause of the sun.” Tenderly running her fingers along his cheeks and nose.
And yeah she fell asleep before putting her own mask on, but he didn’t care. She was his girl, and he couldn’t ever be mad at her. She’s so perfect for him; she’s the girl he’d write love songs about, the one he’d do anything for. Because she squeals when she gets excited, and is so polite and kind, and has the manners of a kitten, and god her face… Her smile and lips; her eyes, and that nose that scrunches up when she laughs. He sat and admired her naked body before turning the lights off, running his hands over the giant tan lines, her stretch marks that made her uniquely her.
He’d give it all up for her, and he couldn’t care less whether she would do the same or not.
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Teething
“Oh, I know bubba. I know pretty girl. Daddy is so sorry, princess,” Jack frowned at his teething baby girl.
She was wailing and screaming as she wriggled in his hold.
“Here love bug,” you pouted as you handed her the teething ring.
She soon realized it was not frozen and threw it to the floor in a fit of frustration.
“Baby,” Jack whined, “you’re hurting so much princess. How can daddy make you feel better, hm? What can I do for you?” She let out a screech and new tears began rolling down her warm cheeks.
They’d done everything they could, frozen teething toys, over the counter medicine, and basically any and everything else they could think of.
When she’s finally fallen asleep, you and Jack put all the teething rings back into the freezer and got the medicine ready for when she decided to wake up. It was an hour or two before she did wake, and she did so with a cry of pain.
Jack cooed to her as he wiped a string of drool away from her lips. She curiously nipped at his thumb, babbling quietly before taking it into her mouth and bit onto it. She cooed and babbled a bit more before she chewed on the finger and lay her head back down for a nap.
“You’re telling me that was the solution this entire time?!” You whine.
It’d been a long day.
Uncle Jack
You take Jack to a family reunion, and end up falling in love with him even more.
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“Y/n baby!” Your aunty called, “come help me in the kitchen!”
“I’ll be back in a second, my love,” you smile, kissing Jack’s cheek.
He smiled fondly as he watched you make your rounds hugging everyone and laughing. It was loud and there was so much going on, but he loved that.
“Are you Y/n’s boyfriend?” A boy asked as he plopped onto the couch.
“Yeah, I’m Jack.”
“How old are you?” He questioned, completely ignoring that last part. “I’m 9.” Another stated.
“Not you, butthead!”
“MOM!”
“Hey! Be nice to each other!” You scolded, rolling your eyes playfully to Jack.
“I’m 23.”
“That’s old, you’re older than Y/n.”
***
You and Jack had 15 minutes to eat and spend some time together, before you were whisked away and immersed into going out to the garage with your grandpa. He didn’t mind though, he loved that you were so happy to be around your family, and he was enjoying himself. Your family was so welcoming, and the kids had taken quite a liking to him.
“Jack! Come to the trampoline!” Layla called.
“Play block?” Ryan lisped.
“Is your hair actually curly, or did you curl it? Are those real diamonds? How much money do you have?” The young boy really had no sense of personal space, touching over Jack’s hair and clothes as he spewed questions.
He chuckled exasperatedly as he looked between the backyard, floor covered in toys, and the boy sitting basically on top of him. He decided he’d answer all the questions while he helped the 1 year old on the floor stack his blocks.
“Yes my hair is real,” he laughed, “yes those diamonds are real, and none ya business!”
“Are you gonna ask Y/n to marry you?”
“For sure, one day.”
“Block!” Ryan smiled, handing Jack all the blocks he could fit in his tiny hands.
He gently took the blocks into his own hands and splayed them out in front of the boy.
“Juck,” he cooed, pointing at him.
“Jack, yes.”
“Bear,” Ryan whined.
“Bear?”
“M’bear,” he pouted softly.
“Where’s your bear, little man?”
“Mama!”
Now, the room was filled with potential mothers. And he really didn’t want to go wondering around asking for Ryan’s mom and end up embarrassing himself. So he picked up the boy, rested him on his hip, and set off to find his way to the garage.
And fuck, if the sight of your boyfriend with a smiley baby on his hip doesn’t make you weak in the knees.
“Hi!” you coo, wrapping him up in your arms.
“Bear!” Ryan begged.
“You want your bear? Lemme go get it for you, baby,” you smiled, gently handing him back over to Jack.
You walked back in with the bear behind your back and a big smile on your face, “guess what I have!”
“Bear! Thank Y/n!” Even though he completely butchered your name, his pronunciation was still adorable.
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At the end of the night, when you were ready to take Jack back to go back to your parents house to settle down for the night; you found him in the play room. Asleep on the plush carpet, toys surrounding him. His head lay on a stuffed bear, Layla snuggled into his side with a blanket nested in her arms, Ryan’s arms around his neck and little body laying on his chest, and some other kids scattered around him.
“Juck,” Ryan whispered, placing his tiny hand on Jack’s cheek.
“Hm?”
“Y/n,” he pointed to you.
“I couldn’t find you,” you giggled, “you ready to go? Or you wanna stay for a bit?”
“I’m fu- exhausted.”
You couldn’t help but coo at the way Layla whined when Jack left, or the way Ryan cried once he could no longer see his new friend.
“They really love you Jack,” you confessed, “all of them. All saying how sweet you are, and how good looking you are. Especially the kids, they love their Uncle Jack.”
“I love them to mamas, nowhere near as much as i love you, but I do love them. Felt so welcomed. That Ryan is fuckin’ cute man, ‘Juck.’” He smiled fondly.
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jack spitting onto your pussy. he’s fucking you so hard that your knees gave out and you’re lying on your stomach, and he’s knocking the breath out of you with every thrust. getting all of his frustration out. and he pulls out, lifts your hips, and spits on you. watching it drip down to your clit, before he starts pounding into you again. and he doesn’t stop once he’s cum, cause he wants to see you cum endlessly. by the end, your just laying there breathing heavily. and you’re all swollen and pretty so he can’t help but take some pictures. and a video of his fore and middle finger pushing your lips apart, showing your puffy clit and then into your hole to spread the cum all over you
Dad!Jack rapping with his daughter (who is a toddler) on stage. Please 💛
“Fam over Gram, that’s my MO,” Jack rapped as he held his curly haired toddler to his chest. “On my mama!” She squealed.
“Frick a close friends, I got friends that I keep close. And they let it go while a reload.”
“Like bow bow bow. Opened up my book bag, with my chain.”
She didn’t know the lyrics all that well, but it was cute to see her look up at her dad with pure love. Giggling and squealing as he rapped out rhymes to her. There was a room full of women, but the only two ladies he cared about was you and your little girl.
Jack gently sets her down and lets her dance around, having a fist in his pants the whole time. She was her daddy’s girl, and the fans went nuts for this content.
hope you like it❤️
Cooking for Jack Head Cannon
“try this” “what is it” “try it” “🤨”
“ma can you make me that fish with the stuff on top?”
jack never having to worry about his high cholesterol or anything cause you take care of him🥺
waking him up with tea every morning and making him breakfast
making smoothies for him to come home go after the gym
making fast food but at home. it’s not any healthier but jack likes it so much better
jack being an absolute pest while you’re tryna be nice and make him some dinner
maybe making tik toks about your recipes and jack is always in the background🥺
making food for all his friends too
him being all soft cause you don’t only worry about his health, you worry about his friends’ health too
having one night a week where everyone comes over and you cook for them🥺
you being strict about them all eating their veggies (especially urb!)
“have you eaten today? i can make you something i don’t mind!” when his friends come over
jack trying to cook for you every once in a while🥺
Thinking about dad!jack taking videos of everything bubba does🥺 especially when it’s his first baby he’s just mesmerized by everything she does.
like videos of her at the breakfast table, sitting on his lap. and she’s just started to eat more solid foods so jack is trying to feed her some fruit but she won’t even open her mouth, but then she like sticks her hand in his eggs and takes a whole handful😭 and then she doesn’t like it so she spits it out and gives it to him😭 and he goes “what you want me to do with it mama? hm? you touched it, you gotta eat it” and she starts whining when he won’t take it from her😭
you can hear her getting up in the morning so you start filming the door and you can hear her running to your room for morning cuddles🥺 and when she sees you’re already awake she goes “mama! dada!”
after jack says no to cookies she’ll go running to you knowing you’ll have the same answer but tries every time just in case
she’s always teaching him nursery rhymes🥺 “no daddy like this, the wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round. it’s three times daddy! not four!”
