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armaniinthehayloft · 16 days

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if heartbreak high doesn't get a s3 I will riot btw

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armaniinthehayloft · 3 months

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Young, Gifted, & Black: HAPPY BLACK HISTORY MONTH!

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armaniinthehayloft · 3 months

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megan in approx 90% of her songs: i’m tall and i like to fuck 😜

everyone when they want to diss megan: oh yeah???? well your TALL and you like to FUCK (and also you got assaulted that one time) so there!!!!!

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armaniinthehayloft · 7 months

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Please learn the meaning of “misogynistic” before using it please and thank you😗🤍 because many of you are using it just to use ittttttt

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armaniinthehayloft · 7 months

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what is this? i don't know. what i do know is, i got home from a long day at work, tried taking a nap, couldn't fall asleep, smoked, and opened my laptop.

also, this is my first time writing so bear with me

18+ (but no smut)

“I don’t want you anywhere near him, understand?” your father scolds you.

he had just caught you with none other than rick grimes, the only man brave enough to fix the problems going on in alexandria or better yet, the only man in alexandria.

you two weren’t doing anything wrong, you didn’t think so.

rick was teaching ron how to shoot, you had just so happened to be going on a walk at the time, and when you saw the pair they seemed like they were just finishing up.

you walk over to them, and just as you approach, ron leaves you and rick alone.

“hey, sweetheart.” rick smiles brightly at you, looking you up and down smoothly, you don’t notice. too busy trying to restrain yourself from whimpering when rick calls you sweetheart.

he always calls you sweet names, you’re not sure if he’s ever called you by your real name, it’s always “sweetheart, baby, angel.” and so many more.

it makes your head spin and your knees buckle. you let out the cutest whimper when he called you angel once, it made him so hard.

“hi.” you finally greet him back after a minute of being lost in your thoughts.

“how was your day, baby?” rick asks you, genuinely sounding like he wants to hear all about your day. you’re not used to people caring how your day was or how you spent it.

“it was okay, i helped olivia re-organize the pantry and now i’m just taking a walk.” you smile as you tell rick about your very boring day.

as rick listens carefully to you he picks up the gun he had been teaching ron to shoot with and he smoothly puts it back into his holster. before rick gets the chance to respond to you, you say something else that catches him off guard.

“can you teach me?” you ask in a whisper.

“teach you what?” you can tell rick is holding his breath as if you just asked him to teach you how to kill someone but that's not what he was thinking, far from it.

“to shoot.” you're still whispering, almost barely able to hear yourself. you ask almost as if you don’t really want to learn but you did, you always have, but anytime you asked anyone like your father or spencer they told you that you wouldn’t need to learn and they doubted that you would even be able to pull the trigger.

rick exhales the breath he had been holding in and chuckles to himself. he looks you up and down again, this time you do notice and it makes your skin hot.

“think your dad would be okay with that, baby?” rick asks, in a teasing voice. he knows your father is very protective over you. protective is an understatement.

“i'm an adult.” you're not whispering this time, your voice is clear and stern as you say this. “i can learn how to shoot if i want you.”

rick is surprised at your sudden confidence, but it makes him smile. ”alright then. let's teach you how to shoot.”

rick takes the gun back out of his holster, so effortlessly.

rick gestures for you to take the gun, you hesitate for a second before taking the gun from him, your hand brushing against his. that makes you shiver, and any little touch from him makes you feel weird inside and out.

rick gets close up behind you as you stand there unsure of what to do, once he's close enough he lifts up your arms to point the gun directly towards the wall that has kept you safe all this time.

you forget that you're supposed to be learning how to shoot, too distracted by the way rick’s body is pressed up against you.

you feel ridiculously small right now, you assume you weren't holding the gun right as rick moves his hands from your arms to your own hands and fixes your hold on the firearm.

“you already know not to put your finger on the trigger ‘til you're ready to shoot, good girl.” you jolt back when rick calls you a good girl, but you barely move him an inch, instead your ass pushes against his crotch.

“sorry.” you apologize, quickly moving your ass away from rick’s crotch but before you can he holds your hips down on him.

you don’t try and move away again, you let rick hold you down on his crotch, you can feel his hard cock stirring in his jeans, and you can’t help yourself as you squirm against him, earning a groan from him and his grip tightening on your hips.

you stay like this for a moment, until you hear footsteps from behind you. you push rick away and look to see who it is walking towards you two.

your father angrily walks towards you and rick, you put the gun back in ricks hands quickly and smile at your father.

“hi, daddy.” your father doesn’t even look at you, he’s staring down rick like he wants to take that gun from his hands and shoot him and rick looks like he’s challenging your father to try so.

your anxious as you watch the two stare at each other like they’re waiting for someone to throw the first punch.

“daddy,” you say to try and get your father's attention, but instead of your father looking at you, rick does.

he gives you a cocky smile. “why don’t we make tomorrow another lesson?” rick suggests and you quickly nod.

he takes a step towards you and whispers in your ear “bye, sweetheart.”

you don’t have time to say bye back as rick starts walking off, you watch as he does. wishing he could’ve stayed and taught you more.

“I don’t want you anywhere near him, understand?”

you want to ask why, but to save yourself from an argument, you only nod.

“understand.” but you know that’s a lie and as soon as you wake up tomorrow you’ll be looking for him. for that lesson.

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armaniinthehayloft · 9 months

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One sentence: "it's only a game, don't cry"

You had a game night at your place today, and right now you were playing monopoly. It was gettin heated and you and Jack was pinned against each other.

"Just trade your red one to my yellow one? It's the best for both of us" You said frustrated, you had two red ones and a yellow one while Jack has two yellows and one red. But because he barley had any money left and you had a lot, he didn't want to trade with you.

"Why would I do that, That's just going to make you win" He said

"Fine I'll buy it from you, you need the money" you tried but he only shook his head

"Sorry baby" he shrugged,

"Don't 'baby' me" You said grumpily

"Can we just continue playing, and you can fight later?" Clay said, all the others were amusingly looking back and forth between you and Jack.

"He's just being unfair" You crossed your arms as you shot Jack a dirty look

"It's only a game, don't cry" Jack chuckled, "I'll make it up to you later" he winked

"funny you think you'll be sleeping in the bed tonight" you told him, Urban chuckled and Jack looked at you shocked. He looked down at his cards then up to you.

"Fine, we'll trade but you have to pay me as well" he said and handed the red card over to you. You immediately got a big smile on your face.

"Dude no, she has a lot of cards now" Cope said, not wanting Jack to make the deal

"Cope, don't interfere with business" You said as you handed Jack the yellow card along with some money.

"Thank you baby, I wouldn't have let you slept on the couch either way but it was nice doing business with you" you giggled receiving groans from Jack.

"Great Jack, now you made her win" Emily rolled her eyes, before she rolled the dice and the game continued.

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armaniinthehayloft · 9 months

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just wanted y’all to know i’m still alive lol

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armaniinthehayloft · 1 year

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Jack Harlow Reblogs Pt 2

A Part 2 of my favourite Jack Harlow Fics!

Part 1

SERIES

You Better Call Becky With The Good Hair, Part 2

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Not So Happy Birthday, Part 2, Part 3 18+ @heavyhitterheaux

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Hear My Heart @heavyhitterheaux

pairing: Jack Harlow x Hearing Impaired!Reader

Be Careful What You Wish For @heavyhitterheaux

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

"Mommy Made A Big Wrong", Part 2 @jackharloww

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

ONE SHOT

“You Cheated On Me” @jackharloww

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Only You Take All Of Me 18+ @hoodharlow

pairing: Jack Harlow x Female OC!Miriam

Tethered To You 18+ @hoodharlow

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Karma @stunnabrat

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Jelly Baby @creme-delacreme

pairing; Jack Harlow x Reader

Oral Fixation 18+ @19crimes

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Jealousy, Jealousy @harlowcomehome

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Little Weirdo @harlowsbby

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Will You Be My Valentine 18+ @heavyhitterheaux

pairing: Baby!Jack Harlow x Baby!Reader, Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

Best Thing I Never Had @harlowsbby

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

That's Not Fair! @nattinatalia

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Like Daddy @nattinatalia

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Girl, You're Perfect 18+ @armaniinthehayloft

pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

MASTERLISTS

The Harlows @nattinatalia

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armaniinthehayloft · 1 year

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melting. jack harlow x fem!reader.

in which jack’s hugs make you melt. ( went missing for like a month oopsies)

it was very clear from the start of the relationship that jack’s love language was physical touch. and while you had never really been a fan of hugs now you were sure it was because you hadn’t gotten one from the right person yet.

now it was like routine for you two. at the end of long day, despite whatever had happened— you’d hug. sometimes one of his hugs would be all that could calm you down from a panic attack or anger.

after a long day of work for the both of you, as you entered the house you were tense, your eyelids were low and constantly fluttering opened and closed from exhaustion, and you hadn’t seen your boyfriend all day.

you walked over to him, disregarding everything you had in hand and dropping it onto the ground. when you finally reached him he wrapped you up into a hug, his arms around your waist whilst you wrapped your arms around his neck. as soon as you hugged all the stress and frustration from the day was almost immediately released.

you felt the tension from your body deflate and you practically melted into his arms. a weight had been lifted off of you and neither of you had yet to say a single word to each other. finally, breaking the silence but still embracing you- jack spoke.

“you missed me huh, pretty?” he asked softly. you simply nodded and jack smiled. “i missed you too baby, i had a rough day today.” he sighed. you looked up at him with sympathetic eyes, “you wanna talk about it?” you inquired, your voice filled with genuine concern.

he shook his head. “not now. right now i just wanna hug a little longer.” he replied, placing a soft kiss onto your lips. “that’s alright with me.”

#fanfic #jack harlow #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow smut #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x y/n #jack harlow x you #jack harlow fanfic #urban wyatt x reader #fluff prompts

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armaniinthehayloft · 1 year

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ima make a jack x stripper!reader fic soon

#jack harlow #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow smut

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armaniinthehayloft · 1 year

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and let me not forget rihanna she ate down but whats new

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armaniinthehayloft · 1 year

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jacks commercial awwww pookieeeee

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armaniinthehayloft · 1 year

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JACK SINGING KILL BILL BY SZA 😭😭

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armaniinthehayloft · 1 year

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That passenger princess fluff was so cute 😍 me whennnnn 😭

thank uuu lmaoo😭😭

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armaniinthehayloft · 1 year

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passenger princess. (jack harlow x fem!reader)

shortttt fluff to cleanse my blog after my last fic.

it’s not that you didn’t know how to drive, there was just no use in it when you had you own personal chauffeur who’d take you anywhere you wanted to go.

you sat in the passenger seat with your legs crisscrossed, singing along to one of jack’s songs that you had put on the aux with your ipad in your lap as you used your apple pencil to read through a wattpad story.

jack’s hand rested on your thigh as he drove with one hand on the wheel. he soon stopped at a red light, looking over at you who was smiling to yourself and humming lyrics under your breath, immersed in whatever story you were reading now.

suddenly, he began to laugh. you looked over at him in confusion. “what’s funny baby?” you genuinely asked, wanting to laugh too. “i mean this in the most endearing way… you are the epitome of that passenger princess trend that was going around.”

your confused expression faded into a frown. “don’t piss me off jackman.” he threw his hands up in surrender. “whattt, baby? it’s cute.” you scoffed, “yeah well don’t complain, you knew driving me around was a requirement when you became my boyfriend.”

“that’s true.. but i don’t mind it. i love my little passenger princess.” he laughed, resting his hand back onto your thigh as the light turned green and he began to pull off.

#fanfic #jack harlow #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow smut #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x y/n #jack harlow x you #jack harlow fanfic

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armaniinthehayloft · 1 year

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reading smut in public without showing an ounce of emotion like the lady that I am

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armaniinthehayloft · 1 year

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one person is sat quietly reading a book and the other is cutely bugging them for attention

it isn't much of a prompt, sorry about that 😔🦆

Wait no- this is cute, holon-

She sat quietly, using her iPad to read one of her favorite stories. It wasn’t very popular, but it had a good sized fanbase. She usually interacted through her second account, knowing if she did on her main she’d be heavily scrutinized by her boyfriends fans. The perils of dating Jack Harlows best friend, one of the few.

“Are you going to pay attention to me, baby?” He said. The desperation in his voice was audible, it had been worsened after he smoked a blunt and a half in an effort to distract himself.

“No.” You said as sternly as you could, after you’d stolen and smoked half of your boyfriends blunt you were having a hard time pretending he wasn’t entertaining you. “Go call Jack, tell him to entertain you.”

“But I wana fuck.” He’d made his way to your side on the small loveseat you’d picked with Urban for your home ages ago. He didn’t officially live with you but he may as well have. He’d put in as much effort as you did to make your house a home and you were grateful for it.

As he wrapped his arms around your waist and carefully moved you onto his lap, you laid your head on his shoulder adjusting your iPad. If Urban wasn’t so upset at being neglected he would have told you you looked cute, like the small brown cat laying on the other side of the love seat, only slightly less likely to bite.

Urban got you the near-feral little thing as a thank you gift for going with him on tour with jack. The cats name, ‘Rocky Road’ or ‘Roadie’, reminding you both of the time in your lives.

Urban watched you quietly before looking at your iPad, “What the fuck is Wattpad?” You looked up at him quickly, shocked. “Stop being nosy!” You said obviously bothered, while pulling the iPads screen out of his eyeline and against your chest. “Who the hell is Jake? What does ‘smut’ mean?” You stood up walking to the stairs on a beeline to your bedroom, “NOBODY and NOTHING, leave me ALONE!!”

Urban gave him self a few seconds, processing, before adding “ARE YOU READING ABOUT THAT ALIEN MOTHER-FUKER AGAIN?!” Silence. “HIS NAME IS JAKE SULLY AND NO!”

Urban made his way into your room where you were sitting on your canopy bed, up against the headboard with your favorite blanket strewn across your legs. “That blue mf ain’t got nothing that makes him better than me.” He said somewhat sadly, sitting on the edge of the bed close to her, he reached out for her hand and fidgeted with her fingers. “You are not ten feet tall.” She said sarcastically, rolling her eyes at the ceiling before her gaze landed on him. “I may not be ten feet tall but my dick is ten inches lon-” “GET OUT!”

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