#urban wyatt imagines

[starrvsn]

☆ going public on national boyfriend day

with urban wyatt and jack harlow

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ynmiller happy national boyfriend day to the man i call mine @‘jackharlow 🩶 thank you for making my life better and being the one to show me what true love looks like. i admire everything about you, youre hardworking and passionate in what you do and even though we aren’t together right now i just want you to know how much i love you darling 💞 pls come home i miss you and your cute smile !!!!

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jackharlow don't make me cry now sweetheart 🥹

i4yn this is so cute what

druski jus know i was the first choice

jackharlow @'druski no you were not man

lomljackman im so happy that jack found someone that loves him sm 🥹🥹

daydreaminyn why am i just hearing about this now ????!???

claybornharlow only y/n can say corny ass words and make it work

ynmiller @'claybornharlow the backhanded ass compliment >:^(

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yneden happy national boyfriend day to my one and only @‘urbanwyatt 🤍 my forever smoke buddy and my biggest supporter thank you for being there for me whenever i need you and always showing me the most love. you always know what to say and know how to have the most fun !!! i don’t know how i go through most days without you and even though you’re sitting next to me while im writing this, i love you sweet cheeks <33

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urbanwyatt love you forever and always baby 🤞🏼

gardenofyneden sweet cheeks :''')

lomljackman couple of the century tbh

jackharlow TRAITOR

edensource eden and urban together ???? i can die in peace now

jackharlow i helped them get together yall, jus know that

urbanwyattupdates @'jackharlow LMAOO MATCHMAKER JACK ?????

sereneeden can't wait for the photo dump urbans gonna post of y/n now theyre official

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star left a message! jus know that i put them in the same post just for the sake of it and i wanted to do something for my baes hence why the usernames for the reader are a bit different and urbans the reader goes by eden :)

make with love, star ♡

[heavyhitterheaux]

Treat You Better Preview

“Urb, here me out. Why are you so against this? I like Y/N and I'm 98% sure that she likes me back and I'm good enough for her! I'm not like these other dudes out here that don't deserve her. I know and you do too that I'm going to treat her like she deserves.” Jack expressed as he pleaded his case. He knew that it would eventually come down to this.

"You are literally the biggest WHORE that I know of. Ain't no way in HELL. She's been off limits from the beginning and you know that."

"Look who's talking! We're adults now and she can decide for herself who she wants to date." Jack quickly shot back looking at his best friend in disbelief.

"Her track record says otherwise. She's my godsister and I'm going to do what I need to do in order to protect her."

"But from me? Protect her from me? Do you hear yourself right now? So you’re going to shelter her for the rest of her life?”

"Especially from you. I've seen your track record too with relationships and she's not someone that you hit it and quit it. And I’m not sheltering her. I’m protecting her from no good assholes.” Urban replied keeping his voice low in the hopes that you wouldn't hear him.

"I'm not going to do that with her and did you low key just call me an asshole? You know how important she is to me!” Jack was now fuming and shaking his head at him in disbelief.

"Like I said. She's my baby sister and I said no. I don't give a fuck about how you feel. End of discussion.”

“The fuck it is. We can agree to disagree.”

As Urban was getting ready to respond, you walked in the room beaming, holding Jack’s dog CoCo in your arms.

“Jack Jack, are we ready to go?” You asked as you scratched behind her ears.

“Where are you two going?” Urban asked while getting a slight attitude.

“Jack promised me an ice cream date with just the two of us. Since we couldn't do it yesterday.” You responded and Urban shot Jack the evil eye while all he did was come closer to you.

“Are you two okay? You both look tense.” You asked looking at both of their faces and Urban couldn't help but to blurt it out.

“I don't want you dating Jack.” Was all he said and you looked at him dumbfounded.

“Well Urby, that isn't for you to decide. I can date whoever I want. But I would at least think that you would approve of me dating your best friend.”

“I don't want you to get hurt.”

“Jack would never hurt me in a million years and you need to get that through your head and get over it. We mean a lot to each other and I would think that you would be happy. You don't want to see me happy?”

“Yes! Of course I do, but…”

“But what, Urban?”

“He thinks that I'm going to use you essentially and when I get what I want, leave you high and dry. Oh and also said that I'm the biggest whore he knows.” Jack finally spoke up and you looked at Urban who simply shrugged.

“I've seen him do it countless times before and he's not a relationship type of guy.”

“Urban, I love you with all of my heart, but until I ask you for your opinion, stay out of my love life. I am tired of you coddling me like I can't take care of myself. I'm not a baby anymore.”

“Fine, but when he cheats on you and breaks your heart remember that I warned you. Oh, and don't come crying to me because all I'm going to do is say I told you so.” Urban replied as he walked away bumping Jack’s shoulder on purpose but he decided to ignore him.

“Urby!”

“Nope, don't want to hear it.”

“URBAN HENRY WYATT!”

“Enjoy your date.”

As he walked off, you turned back to Jack Who could tell that you were clearly upset.

“Just give him some time. He'll come around.” Jack told you as he kissed your forehead, but he wasn't quite sure if he believed those words himself.

[harlowarchives]

And if you’re confortable a sexting text au would be great 😊😊

texts with 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤!

AHHHHHH! WE ARE SO BACK! hi babies! ive missed you guys so much how are we doing? good i hope :) soooooo this text au was sum cute next im gonna write but this first because ya! i love you

also 18+ guys

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[stoned-writer]

So Loved - Jack Harlow

summary - just jack lovin on his girl

warnings - fingering ! use of daddy ! public !

word count - 497

a/n - this is totally self indulgent

MINORS DNI 18+

You and Jack had been seeing each other for a while now coming up on 8 months. 

One thing that really surprised you in your relationship with him was how affectionate he was, and lord the PDA.

He had this constant need to always be touching you in some way, shape or form.

There was this time when the two of you were at the mall joined by Urban of course, you drug the two of them into some store neither of them can name but somehow Jack ended up in the dressing room with you oh no. Urban knew all too well what was about to happen so he quietly snuck out before the shenanigans began. You had been trying on a dress for an event the two of you have coming up, Jack was seated on the small bench, legs spread apart, eyes trailing over your body in the tight black dress you had chosen. “What do you think baby?” you mindlessly ask him not realizing he’s practically drooling. 

After noticing he's been quiet for a minute you turn to face him and find his eyes full of lust, immediately you feel the wetness in your panties, he finally snaps out of his daze when he realizes you're looking at him, he stutters for a moment “uh-shit it’s perfect mama, y-you look absolutely perfect” he motions you over to him with a simple nod of his head and like usual you comply not being able to resist him. 

He sits up to slide his hands around your hips to your ass, you slide your arms around his neck and play with is curls a little, knowing how much he likes that. He brings one of his hands down to slip under the dress to feel the wetness seeping through your underwear, he moans at the feeling, “fuck baby always so wet for me” you moan at the feeling of his large hands slipping into your underwear, “uhh-shit yes baby all for you.” He slips two of his fingers inside you, still holding you close with his free hand. You throw your head back at the feeling of his fingers pumping in and out “f-fuck daddy the feels so good p-please dont stop” he squeezes your ass and groans at the name “shit honey such a good girl for daddy I’ll never stop” you feel your orgasm approching quickly and you know he can feel it too. “J-jack shit I’m gonna c-cum” “I know mama I know go on let it go for me” and with that the dam breaks and you cum gushing all over his hand. 

He slowly pulls his fingers out and brings them up to your mouth, you comply and lick his fingers clean as he groans at the sight. “Fuck baby such a good girl for me” before either of you could make another move Urban is knocking on the door, “yall better get outta there because everyone just heard you.” 

[nattinatalia]

Jack Harlow x Reader : Instagram AU

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yourusername Life has been crazy lately, but we’re still here 💘

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alizemiaharlow THE PARENTS 🤞🏼

ezharlow Life has been kicking our asses, mostly dads 🤷🏼‍♂️

jackharlow Here you go…..

cassiewyatt ARE YOU GUYSSS BACK FROM VACATION????

yourusername Cass baby, you’re literally on our driveway 😂😂

cassiewyatt I knowwwww I want to make sure you guys were back lol

user1 WEVE MISSED YOU GUYS OMGGGG

user2 THE HARLOWS ARE BACK?????

user3 MOM AND DAD!!!

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jackharlow Did you miss us?

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ezharlow YES

ezharlow NEVER AGAIN LEAVE ME WITH YOUR DAUGHTER!!!!

alizemiaharlow 🙄 You’re so dramatic.

cassiewyatt 🤣🤣🤣 oh the amount of tea I have for you guyssss. But yes, we did miss youuuuu guys 🥺

jackharlow We’ll catch up on it all Princess.

claybornharlow Is this bad timing to let you know one of your demon spawns crashed y/n Supra?

yourusername EXCUSE ME WHAT?

cozane CLAY 🤦🏻

jackharlow It was Ezequiel wasn’t it?

ezharlow WHAT? MEEE? WHY DOES IT ALWAYS HAVE TO BE ME??

druski It always is you. you came into this world to humble your dad 🤣🤣

jackharlow 🙄

claybornharlow So definitely not EZ

ezharlow HA IN ALL YOUR FACES

jackharlow MIA???? IT WAS MIA???

alizemiaharlow *blocked & runs away*

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alizemiaharlow The night everything changed 😭 MOM IM SORRYYYYYYY

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cozane Never again please

alizemiaharlow 🥺 I’m sorrryyyyyy

selenosunni 🤦🏼‍♂️ Scared us half to death

cozane Had me sweating and shit

urbanwyatt Wait why don’t I know about this?

urbanwyatt WHAT HAPPENED?

ezharlow How do you not know this? Doesn’t she tell you everything?

urbanwyatt APPARENTLY NOT

alizemiaharlow 🙄 Stop instigating cheesy

claybornharlow Ok let me clarify, she didn’t crash crash, a curb got in her way and it scratched up the tires and rims and a little pit of the paint.

ezharlow & if you know my mom, you know ever since she was a teen she wanted a Supra (thanks Paul Walker) so when dad bought it for her on their 6th year anniversary, she’s been putting in work and drives it on special occasions.

alizemiaharlow Way to make me feel even worse

yourusername I don’t care about the car, as long as YOU are okay Mia.

ezharlow Wait so can I keep it then since you don’t care about it?

jackharlow 🙄 NO

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ezharlow Today consisted of dropping off Goblin at the shop, and then taking the demon spawns out for ice cream- they picked out their outfit 🔥

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alizemiaharlow Demon spawns have style🔥🔥

jackharlow goblin and my babies looking 🔥🔥🔥

cozane what are you doing to goblin?

ezharlow Tunin’ it a bit

user if I had rich parents of course I would ask them for that car

ezharlow Gag on you my parents didn’t buy it for me.

claybornharlow Ace Sebastian and Arya Lizeth Harlow 🥺 the ones who have me wrapped around their little fingers.

alizemiaharlow Same & they know it 😩

user did you get that car with your mommy money

ezharlow Nah, with your daddy’s money.

user he probably doesn’t even know how to drive it.

ezharlow Ask your mom

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[sinsandsuccubus]

High on the Beach - Urban Wyatt

Context: Urban gives you a proposition - having sex while high.

Genre: smut

Word Count: 1.4k

Pairings: Urban Wyatt x Fem!Gf!Reader

Warnings: 18+ ! Sexual Activity

a/n: I wrote this while I was in line at the DMV to get my car inspected. Then got high and finished it. If you notice any mistakes, thats why.

Please DO NOT ENGAGE if not older than stated age. Reader's discretion is advised. I am not responsible if YOU CHOOSE to continue.

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Masterlist ☽☾

The beach was just about empty at this time of night, the sky now a beautiful deep blue, the waves crashing against the shore. You and Urban had been to this spot numerous times now, this being where your third date had taken place.

It had been a little over a year since then, and now the place often became a spot where the two of you would come at night to smoke, sitting underneath a large rock, its front and middle portion open, resembling the opening of a clam shell.

You took a hit off your pen, the smooth flavor coating your tastebuds. Urban looked over and laughed, taking a long drag off his blunt. You turned to look at him, squinting your eyes.

“What’s so funny Wyatt?” You questioned him, placing your hand on his thigh.

“You smoking out of that flavored USB stick.” He smiled, taking a sip of his drink.

“Hey! Just because I want my weed flavorful instead of tasting like grass doesn’t permit you to make fun of me! I’m still smoking weed.” You pouted, smacking your boyfriend on the shoulder. He smiled at you, kissing your pouting lips.

The kiss started quickly, before turning into a demanding sensual kiss. Urban pulled you into his lap, the blunt still between his fingers as he kissed you, holding your chin. He pulled back from you, a trail of salvia following your lips.

“Why’d you pull away?” You questioned, looking into his blue eyes.

“We haven’t talked about this before, but I’ve been thinking about it for a while,” Urban spoke, looking off to watch the waves. You turned his chin back towards you, pecking his lips once more.

“Well, out with it.”

“I’ve wanted to try having sex while we’re high.” He spoke softly, looking at you through his lashes, waiting for your response.

You rolled it over in your head, Urban taking note.

“You can say no. I just…. I know when I tried it for the first time, it felt amazing. And I want to experience that with you.” He smiled, you nodding your head in response.

“I’m down.” You spoke confidently, smiling at him. A blush grew on his cheeks, you kissing them as a reassuring gesture.

“We can stop whenever you want to, I don’t want you to feel pressured.” He began to ramble, you taking the blunt out of his hands before putting it in the ashtray next to the blanket the two of you were sitting on. The beach was deserted, your concern about being caught flying out the window.

You pressed your lips against him, the kiss turning needy as you grabbed his face and he grabbed your waist, moving you to rock your hips against his dick.

“You’re so hot.” He spoke, picking up his blunt and taking a hit before kissing you again, blowing the smoke into your mouth.

You took it in, kissing him a little longer before pulling away, and blowing the smoke back out your mouth. You coughed slightly, Urban turning your head towards him as he let out a chuckle, kissing your lips. He began to pull and tug at your clothes, pulling your shirt over your head. The lace of your bra appeared from under your shirt, Urban slipping his hands under them to pull at your breast.

“Fuck.” You moaned out, tilting your head back. You began to roll your hips on your own, placing your hands on his shoulders.

“Baby, I need you to take your pants off.” He spoke, looking at you in the eyes, urgency in his fingertips.

“Take off your shirt first.” You spoke, moving to kiss his neck. You sucked and bit into the skin, pulling and tugging at the flesh. He then pushed you away, pulling off his shirt. You moved to his chest, sucking and pulling at the skin of his collarbones, feeling his muscles move against your mouth.

“Fuck, baby.” He moaned into you, taking another hit of his blunt.

Before you knew it, both of your pants were gone and you were sinking onto his dick, moaning at the fullness.

“Baby.” You moaned, taking another hit from your pen before rocking your hips.

“Mmm,” Urban responded with another moan, pulling you down to kiss him.

You planted your feet firmly, slowly beginning to bounce up and down on his dick. It was hitting all the right places, your body shaking with each ride down. Your speed began to slow, almost coming to a complete stop before resting your head on Urban’s shoulder.

“Y/N… baby, gotta move,” Urban mumbled into your neck, kissing the sensitive skin.

“M’cant. It feels… too good. I need to…” You moaned at the plunging sensation in your lower body, your pussy spazzing.

Your eyes fell between the two of you, where Urban had decided to fuck up into you, positioning himself to go further deep inside you.

“Ohfuckohfuckohfuck.” You continued to moan, your body beginning to slowly shake once again.

“Rub your clit, rub that fucking clit.” Urban commanded, your body tensing at his tone. You followed his instructions, rubbing your clit faster and faster.

When you couldn’t continue, Urban paused, coming to a stop before flipping the two of you over, your back warm against the heat of the sand.

“Looks like I’ll have to do it my damn self.” He grunted, placing your legs over his shoulders before pounding into you, using a free hand to rub at your clit.

“Urb- Urban, please. I’m gonna-“

“Cum for me. Cum on this dick, baby, I want it.”

Except you didn’t cum.

You squirted.

Fluids splattered all across his abdomen, his dick pushed out of your pussy.

He looked at you, mouth open before muttering a silent fuck, and pushing back into you. Your body began to shake, your legs spasming amongst his shoulders.

“Urban, I’m too sensitive-“

“Take it Y/N, take it. Make me cum, make me cum pretty girl.” And once again you let go, your orgasm rushing over you.

“Fuck fuck fuck.” And with that Urban pulled out and came, rubbing the tip of his head over your clit. You squirted some more, Urban letting out more grunts, sensitive. The two of you breathed together, Urban falling on top of you in exhaustion.

“Fuck, baby, that was-“ Before he could finish that sentence, you covered his mouth, pushing him off of you.

“I hear footsteps.”

The two of you scrambled to put your clothes on, shaking from adrenaline as you hid your greenery in your tote bag. Urban quickly laid down and pulled you on top of him, pretending to be asleep.

It worked, as two beach officers turned on their flashlights and peered into the area, Urban sitting up to act blinded by their lights.

“What’s going on?” He shielded the lights from his face, you tagging along in his acting skills as you rolled over and clung to him, tucking your face in his side. The officers turned their flashlights off, looking at the two of you.

“It’s past hours. You need to leave the beach.” One of the officers spoke, the other tilting his head.

“What are you guys doing out here this late?” He looked between the two of you, Urban pulling you closer before he spoke up.

“She had a rough day, figured I’d take her to the beach to watch the sunset. I guess we fell asleep to the sound of the waves.”

“Sorry officers, won’t happen again.” You winced, playing along. The one officered nodded his head before the other spoke.

“Mmm, it’s not a problem. Some people come out here for other activities. That’s why we monitor the beach” He spoke, walking the two of you back to Urban’s car after you packed your things.

“Really?”

“Yup. Mostly sex. My partner and I have caught quite the amount so far this year.” You turned to the other man walking alongside Urban, nodding his head in agreement.

“That’s disgusting, I wouldn’t want to get sand in my butt.” You spoke, the two officers laughing in response. Urban looked at you and rolled his eyes, a chuckle slipping his lips.

“What she said.”

[markspliers]

Can you write a fanfic for Zach Maclaren Pookie?

Your wish is my command - M

The One I Want To End Up With - Zach Mclaren x BlackFem!Reader - Part 1

Summary: Zach was in a biking accident that left him with short term memory loss. When you found him in the parking lot after being hit by a car you desperately try to wake him up… and when he does he thinks you’re his girlfriend… but that’s not the case.

Pairing: Zach Mclaren x BlackFem!Reader

Warnings: 18+, fluff, cussing,

authors note: Feel free to request anyone you want me to write for, i’m trying to come back to writing fanfics for yall so bare with me i’ve lost my touch a tiny bit. <333

i never wanted to date someone never had the urge to at that. my roommate always tried to encourage me to start having a dating life “y'all would look so good together”but i would never settle for the boys at our college.

“Hey do you have a book on Battle Toads” Zach walks into the bookstore that you work it. “Depends if your gonna hit me with that ball again” y/n Squints. Earlier that day y/n was walking around campus with a few friends when Zach kicked his soccer ball and hit her in the head.

“Of course not couldn't hurt a pretty girl like you” Zach's lips start to turn up into a slight smile. “What is battle toads anyways” Y/n rolls her eyes going on the computer to look the book up in the system

“The best fucking game ever” - Zach looks around the store “Never heard of it but we don't have the book you're looking for in-store you would have to order it I can do it for you if you want”

Zach approaches the register “that would be great actually ” y/n nods going the the computer doing the buying process. Zach stares at her noticing small details about her face. Her slight freckles, her eyes a light brown as they were being sun-kissed by the sunlight..

Y/n clears her throat for the 3rd times “excuse me” Zach snaps out of it “huh what” Zach questions focusing back at the main point “I need your card ” Zach pulls out his card and hands it to her.

“Come pick up the book tomorrow at 12” y/n orders the book for him “Thank you so much” Zach smiles before leaving the store. By the time y/n had realized he has left his card it was already out the door getting on his bike and riding away

Y/n runs out the store “Zach you forgot your card” y/n yells making him turn his head around “what” Zach yells back before y/n could tell him to stop and come back a car that pulls out of the lot hit him in his side making him fall off the back and hit his head hard on the concrete.

Y/n rushes to his side “Oh fuck fuck fuck someone call 911” Y/n picks up his head blood on her fingers. She starts to give him mouth-to-mouth. Zach starts to wake up groaning as he becomes fully aware of his surroundings “Jordyn baby what are you doing here what happened” Zach Sits up slowly his hand cupping y/ns face

“Im not who you think I am Zac-” Before she could finish his lips connected with hers

[https-harlow]

Cheered Up

Jack X Urban's Little Sister Reader

Summary- After Gazebo festival is cancelled, you find a way to cheer Jack up.

Jack was laying on the couch with his head in your lap, Urban and a couple other people sitting on the couch across from you. You were running your hands through Jack’s hair. Gazebo Festival day 2 had just officially been canceled. Everyone was understandably upset, but you didn’t see a point in sitting around and being sad, you always took on the role of trying to cheer everyone up and that’s exactly what you were going to do.

“C’mon, let’s do something fun, there’s no point in sitting around doing nothing,” You said, Jack reached up and grabbed your hand, playing with your wedding ring.

“But what if I’d rather just stay here and do nothing,” Jack said, and you sighed. 

“Do you remember the first year I went with you to Forecastle?” You asked.

“Yeah, when our parents said we could go by ourselves if we brought you and Clay,” Jack teased.

“Okay, those details don’t matter. But remember how we snuck in that year-”

“And you had a panic attack because you didn’t realize we were sneaking in,” Urban interrupted.

“Again, details don’t matter. But Sunday night after the last headliner, we all went bowling and then ended up all sleeping over at Urban and I’s house?” You said, and Jack nodded. “What if,” You said, getting everyone’s attention. “We went bowling, and then we come back here and had a sleepover, just like we did the first year we all went to Forecastle. We just act like kids again, we focus on Gazebo Fest another time, we can’t change anything now, so why not make the best out of it.”

“But the weather,” Jack argued.

“It’s clearing up, and it’s not supposed to get bad until later tonight, we’ll be back here before it gets bad again.”

“I think she has a point,” Clay agreed with you. Jack sighed dramatically before letting your hand go and sitting up.

“Fine.”

As against the idea as he was, Jack ended up inviting some of the artists that were in town for Gazebo fest to come bowling with you. You all got a little too competitive, but you won one game, so you were happy. Jack suggested picking up dinner before everyone went back to the house.

After everyone ate, everyone sat around your and Jack’s living room, your dog curled up in Jack’s lap as you laid your head on his shoulder. Everyone voted on a movie to watch when the weather picked back up. 

“Thank you,” Jack whispered to you, kissing the top of your head.

“For what?” You asked.

“For today, cheering me up. I think we all needed it. You always know when I need to be cheered up and just how to do it.”

“Of course, I’ll cheer you up another way later,” You said and Jack laughed, the two of you immediately being shushed by some of your friends.

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[jackmanbj]

pinkie

summary: you and urban have been together for 3 months, you ask him to pay for your nails but only in one condition.

you- urby babyy!

urby🎈- yes baby?

you- you know i love you so, so, so, so much right?

urby🎈- what do you need babe?

you- can you please pay for my nails? ill give you head after

urby🎈- ill pay for them only if you get the base the color of my tip😂

you- jesus you get on my damn nerves, send me a picture of the tip so i get the exact color wyatt.

urby🎈- love you more.

‘urby🎈 send one attachment’

you took the picture and zoomed in making it unnoticeable on what it was and headed into the nail techs house.

you went into your nail techs house and ran into her room jumping on her bed and cuddling into her.

“bitchh!”

“girl your smushing me!!” she wheezed out as you slid off her.

“ANYWAYS!” “what style you getting?”

“ok uhmm..my man told me he’d pay for my nails IF i get his tip color..”

“AHHH BTICH YOU DOING IT??”

“uhm of course. so the base is going to be the tip color, and on top of the base i want pink frenchies, then i want flowers no french on my thumb, middle and index.”

“well gotdamn, but alright lets go.”

you both got up and started making your ways into the room she does nails at.

you and your nail tech are very close, so you both sat down while she did your nails and just talked about any and everything, your boyfriends and mostly people who you both didnt like.

half way through your nail set urban called you.

your nail tech answered and put it on speaker for you.

“urban dont say anything embarrassing, your on speaker.”

“babe you tell your nail tech everything, ill be surprised if she doesn’t know how big my dick is at this point.”

“I DO!” kenya (the nail tech name) yelling into the phone.

“BABE WHY!”

“oopise!”

you quickly but carefully hung up on urban while you and kenya laughed together.

after about 30 minutes urban knew it was about time to pick you up being as thorough you had to catch an uber because he was busy.

urban picked you up and paid kenya as you hugged her goodbye.

urban got into the car after you and immediately asked to see your nails.

you showed him as he grinned ear to ear noticing it was the exact color match and his initial was on your ring finger.

“baby we gotta put these nails to good use huh?” you looked down at your nails before looking back at urban.

“only if you pay for my new wig install, AND, you have to pick me up and bring me ‘cause the uber felt weird!”

“fine, mamas you know you’re spoiled?”

“im not!” “you are babes, you dont like to drive, you do pay for nothing, you dont work, AND YOUR A PILLOW PRINCESS!!”

“one i dont even know how to drive! two, you never let me pay! three, you work i take care of the house. plus you dont want me to have to work. AND IM NOT A PILLOW PRINCESS FOR THE LAST TIME WYATT!!!”

“ok baby whatever you say.”

urban kissed your cheek and started driving.

you on the other hand opened up your passenger seat had your name in pink cursive with glider in it.

“urban, this is so cute! your going to make me cry..”

“glad you like it ma, i got more surprises at home, just wait.”

[itsyagirljaz]

Im late on posting these but my concert footage from NPLH Pikeville,KY

My cousin was recording the video and i was right next to her and HE POINTED AT ME AND SAID “I SEE YOU” 😭❤️‍🔥🤭🫣😅

[whoreforharlow]

RBF

Author's Note: My first fic for Urban 🥹 So excited to share it with you all! Also, RBF stands for Resting Bitch Face 😑

"You're not funny, Urban," you kept a blank expression on your face, not looking up from your phone. Anyone would think by your tone and demeanor that you were being serious, but Urban could see right past your exterior.

"You're right... I'm hilarious," he teased, his forefinger coming up to poke your cheek, making you swat him away from you.

"Ew, keep those dirty sausages away from me! I don't even wanna know which instabitch they were last in this time." You sneered with disgust, giving him a quick side eye.

"Well, let me see," he took a long, exaggerated inhale of his first two fingers, his chest puffing out before exhaling dramatically, "smells like Amara," he takes another whiff for good measure, "yep, definitely her. Maybe I should call her." He thinks out loud to himself, smirking as he takes in your soured expression.

"You're such a pig, Urban, oh my god." You huff at him in disgust, unbuckling your belt and scooting past him.

"C'mon y/n, where ya goin'? I was only playing!" He could barely get the words out as he chuckled as loudly as the other guys on the jet. You found your new seat settled across from Neelam, who gave you a small smile in greeting before returning to type away at her laptop. You heard him calling you to come back to where he and the others were sitting, but you flipped him off with a dirty look and put on your headphones.

You felt a pang of hurt and jealousy in your chest at the thought of Urban sleeping with a woman that wasn't you, but you quickly pushed those feelings away. He was your friend—that's it, that's all, and that's all it'll ever be. He made that clear to you back in middle school when he was the first man to ever break your heart.

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You two had the same homeroom, study hall, and lunch together. You always thought he was cute and funny, with his crazy sense of style and inappropriate jokes. You were always reserved and quiet so he made a point to come over and bother you, trying to get you to smile and laugh, making it a personal goal of his every time he saw you. Whether it was just a corny knock knock joke, or a jump-scare at your locker that would make you push him away, or him poking your side knowing you were ticklish—whatever he did, it would always earn him an eye roll but he could see the small, shy smile you would try to suppress.

You two had become friends throughout the school year and into the summer. You had opened up a lot more as you became more and more comfortable with him. He'd take you to get frozen yogurt on hot summer days, watch the latest movies on their opening night, and have all nighters binge watching a different series at his house on the weekends. You couldn't help the crush that you started to form on him, with his pretty blue eyes and blond curls, and lips that made you wonder what it would be like to kiss them. Those early teenage hormones making you feel things you had never really felt before.

It wasn't until he invited you to come hang out with him and his friends one day. For the year that you had known Urban, all of your interactions were just the two of you, Urban knowing that you didn't really like being around too many people. This day he had made plans with you, but forgot he had promised to meet up with his friends too. He thought there wouldn't be a reason to cancel on either plan, but instead just invite you along. You were hesitant about it at first, but you decided spending time with your crush would be worth any anxiety you were feeling, plus, you trusted Urban.

He came to pick you up from your house, the two of you walking through your neighborhood a few blocks until you found yourself at his friend's house. The two of you entered, greeting what you assumed was his friend's mom, before going down to the basement where there were about a dozen other people. You recognize some of them from your middle school and gave them a small wave. You weren't the most social person, and when you were anxious you protected yourself by putting on the very best RBF you could muster. Urban kept an arm around your shoulder as he introduced you to the group, and if you weren't so anxious you would have blushed. Your face stayed passive, as you took a seat next to Urban on the couch, giving off a cold, "I really don't want to be here" vibe.

He tried to get you to engage with everyone, trying to get you to loosen up, but you just brushed him off. Every time someone tried to interact with you, you were short and clipped with them, throwing off the energy of the whole kickback. Eventually, Urban excused the both of you, saying he'll catch back up with everyone later. He grabbed your arm, all but angrily pulling you out of there and out to the street. He pulled you away from the house, stopping on the corner before turning to ask you what your problem was and why you were being a bitch to his friends. You scuffed at the insult, taken aback by his harsh tone, and you clammed up.

"Don't call me a bitch, you-you jerk!"

"Well that's how you were acting! They were trying to be nice and you were being so rude!" He defended. "You were acting like you wanted to be literally anywhere else!"

"Well, maybe that's because I wanted to literally be anywhere else but there! We were supposed to hang out, Urby, just us." Your voice got quieter as you said that last part, unable to meet his gaze, feeling shy.

"I know, but I thought that maybe we could hang out with my friends for once. You've never even met them and you just judged them." His voice was calmer now.

"I wasn't judging them!" You insisted.

"You just sat there with your arms crossed like you were better than everyone, y/n. Any game they tried to get you to play, you just turned your nose up at it." Maybe you hadn't realized just how cold you were being, but it was a defense mechanism and you couldn't help it.

"I didn't mean to, Urby. I'm sorry." You looked down at your scuffed up converse sneakers, feeling an unfamiliar ache deep in your chest.

"I don't think I can be friends with someone who doesn't like my friends." He said to you softly.

"B-but, I'm your friend too, Urban!" You whimpered, your heart breaking. You had never gone through a break up before, neither platonic or romantic.

"Yeah, but I've known them longer and they all get along with each other." His adolescent reasoning made sense to you both at the time, but it didn't make it hurt any less.

"I still want us to be friends, Urby." You grabbed his hand gently, but he pulled it away from yours.

"I don't think it's a good idea, y/n. Why don't you go home, I'll watch you from here." He left no room for discussion. You turned on your heel and started walking down the street towards your house, silent tears dropping to the concrete beneath your feet, leaving a trail telling of your heartbreak. He kept his word, watching you walk down until you reached your front steps, taking one last look at your curly haired first love.

The two of you kept your distance from then on, seeing each other occasionally throughout your highschool years in the halls and sometimes in the streets. A lot of time went by for you two, both of you coming into yourselves. You came out of your shell, slowly but surely as you grew older, finding a small group of other ex-loners to befriend. Urban maintained his same group of friends from middle school, give or take a few new faces, but he was the same. You'd occasionally say hi to each other, remaining cordial, but not necessarily friendly. Over the next four years you heard of him and his friends' reputations with the girls in your high school and your town. You were hurt at first, but once you started dating a guy named Tahj, a cute drummer in the school band, during junior year, Urban had left your mind completely.

Years had gone past, the two of you living separate lives without really crossing the other's mind. You held no real hurt feelings regarding the issue, writing it off as just part of the middle school experience. When you ran into him years later when you relocated to Atlanta for work, it was actually nice to see his familiar face. You two ran into each other at a late night taco shop, you and your roommate making a quick stop there on your way home from the club. You two almost didn't recognize each other at first, but laughed it off before exchanging pleasantries. Your heels were killing you and your order was up, so you two exchanged numbers before saying your farewells. Ever since, you two had developed another bond, leading you down the same road as before, falling for the now long haired, blue eyes, dirty blond with the perfect smile.

____

You felt Urban plop down next to you, but you kept your eyes focused on your phone, occupying yourself with responding to work emails. You had taken a few personal days to join Urban on a short trip to LA with Jack and the rest of their friends, but it seemed that some of your coworkers hadn't heeded your Out Of Office memo.

"No work," he said, snatching your phone away and tossing it in the empty seat across from him. You glared at him, but said nothing, crossing your arms and looking out the window at the clouds. You felt him pull your headphones off, placing it on the table behind Neelam's laptop.

"I know you're mad, like actually mad." He stated, knowing that you had two different kinds of "mad" moods. The first one was one he knew he could get you out of with a few jokes, like how you were just minutes ago, and another mad where it would take a lot more for him to get your forgiveness.

"I'm not mad," you dismissed. You weren't mad, you were hurt and jealous. You knew you had no right to be, your friendship with Urban completely platonic, but you couldn't help your feelings.

"Yeah, you are." He sighed. "You wanna tell me what's wrong?" You shook your head, continuing to look out the window. He shut the shade down, trying to get your attention, but instead you decided to recline your seat back, shutting your eyes and getting comfortable. Your peace lasted but a moment before you felt him poke your cheek.

"Urban, I'm serious. Stop." Your voice was stern as you grabbed his hand, forcefully putting it in his lap. He stared at you with soft eyes, grabbing your hand and holding it in his on his lap. You let him, but kept your eyes closed as you shut your eyes again. After a moment you felt him let go, the arm rest between you two being lifted as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him for a hug.

"I'm sorry for bothering you. I didn't mean to push you." He apologized quietly, laying his head on yours.

"It's okay, Urban." You reassured him.

"You know," he broke the silence after a minute, "I didn't sleep with Amara."

"I wouldn't care if you did," you mumbled into his chest, feeling sleepy in his embrace.

"Yeah, you would." He confirmed, making you still. You weren't sure where he was going with it, so you stayed quiet. "The same way it would bother me if you told me you slept with what's his name."

"Sean?"

"Yeah, him."

"Why would it bother you, Urban?" You questioned, pulling your head off his chest, looking up into his eyes. You felt your heart beat a little faster as you anticipated his answer, the slightest bit of hope in your heart.

"Because what man wants the woman he has feelings for to sleep with anyone that isn't him." His voice was soft and vulnerable as he looked down at you. You felt your heart jump to your throat, feeling speechless at his confession; it was a confession you never thought you'd ever hear.

"What are you saying, Urban?" You wanted him to clarify, you wanted there to be no mistaking what he was saying to you.

"I'm saying..." He smiled, "I'm saying I have feelings for your emo ass. I like you y/n, I like you a lot." His cheeks pinked as he spoke, but he held your gaze with a soft smile on his face. "I'm saying I haven't thought about any other girl in a serious way in quite some time because of you." He spoke this part a bit shyly, but this made you narrow your eyes at him and pull away.

"Pft, that's hard to believe considering you end up sleeping with any woman willing to spread their legs for you." You bit out, crossing your arms and facing the window, pulling the shade up to find the now darkened sky. You recalled the nights you would join him and his friends to clubs, Urban eventually being dragged off in the direction of the bathrooms, returning shortly with purpling blotches on his neck and a satisfied expression on his face.

"I said I wasn't thinking of any girls in a serious way, not that I was staying celibate." He specified with a small chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. You just scoffed and rolled your eyes. It wasn't that you were staying celibate either, but you felt that the circumstances were different. You had dated some guys here and there since you and Urban reconnected over a year and a half ago, but you felt like Urban's blatant hypersexual behavior was just disrespectful if he was serious about his feelings towards you.

"You don't have to explain yourself to me, Urb. Do what you want." You sighed, over the conversation. You felt conflicted, unsure of how to feel about his confession. On the one hand, he's saying he has feelings for you, but his actions told a different story.

"Look, I get it, you're upset-"

"I'm not upset. I don't care." You cut him off, your unbothered demeanor backing up your statement.

"You do care, y/n. Other people might believe that face, but I see through it. You don't have to lie to me, I know you're mad."

"You don't know me." You weakly defended.

"Actually, I do. I know you don't believe my feelings for you are real, and I guess I did do a shitty job of showing it, but they are real."

"Sure, they are."

"They are real!"

"I just said that, Urb."

"Yeah, but you said it sarcastically." This time he grabbed your hand, making you turn your gaze from the window to him. You saw the sincerity in his face, he looked at you with desperate eyes as they pleaded with you to believe him.

"Listen, I fucked up okay. To be honest, I really don't know what I'm doing here." He scratched the back of his neck nervously with his hand that wasn't holding yours. "I already lost you once as a friend, I don't want to lose you again, y/n." You were surprised to hear him say that. "I never did apologize for what happened in middle school. I was a stupid kid and I shouldn't have done what I did. I shouldn't have chosen my other friends or made you feel like you weren't my friend. You were my friend, y/n, one of the best friends I ever had and I blew it. I think I was just young and stupid. I'm sorry, y/n, I really am."

"Thank you, Urban. It means a lot to hear that." You were teary at his confession, squeezing his hand tightly. You weren't typically an emotional person, at least not in front of others, but something about this apology hit deep within your inner child that you didn't know was still hurting.

"I'm glad I got to say it, even though you deserved it way sooner, y/n." He whispered with remorseful eyes, bringing his free hand to cup your cheek and wipe away a stray tear.

"You know," you let out a shaky breath, "I-I really loved you back then, Urby. You were the first guy to be nice to me, the only one actually." You blushed with embarrassment. "I thought the absolute world of you, like you could do no wrong. You made me feel so... normal. Even though it ended the way it ended, I've always been grateful for that experience with you." You whispered.

"Urby... I haven't been called that in a really long time," he chuckled lowly, his cheeks reddening at the youthful pet name. You blushed a bit, not realizing you had called him that. "I really missed hearing that." He confessed shyly, leaning in closer to you.

"I'm happy that we met again, y/n. I feel like I'm getting a second chance to make things right. To try again. I know I haven't really done a good job so far," he admits sheepishly, "but it was because I wasn't sure about how you felt about me. I know it's not an excuse, but it's all I've got." He shrugs apologetically. "But I want to try this again, for like the third time at this point." He chuckles lightly, a pleading look in his eyes. You nod to him and immediately he gets up from the seat, walking to the other end of the quiet jet, everyone either asleep or on their phones. He sits in the seat on the far end, making you lean over the seat next to you to look down the aisle at him. As quickly as he had sat down, he was stood back up, slowly walking back to you before stopping in the aisle by your row.

"Hey, I couldn't help but notice you sitting here alone. I thought I'd keep a beautiful girl company," he said, making you give him your signature eye roll, the smallest smile playing on your lips. You cross your arms over your chest and look away from him uninterested, masking with your best RBF. He chuckled a little, knowing that this was exactly how you were with strangers who were too forward, but sat down anyway.

"I'm Urban by the way." He stuck out his hand for you to shake. You looked at him with a raised brow, then looked down at his hand, and then back up at his face. You kept your expression cold and rolled your eyes, looking back out the window.

"Y/n," you said, your tone low and uninterested, but Urban could see beyond your facade.

"Are you headed to LA, or is it just a layover?" He asked casually, and this time you had a hard time keeping the smile off your face. You looked at him with comical disbelief.

"You're not seriously going to act like we don't know each other, are you?" You asked him, this whole interaction amusing you.

"Act? What act? Have we met before?" He looked at you confused. You rolled your eyes again, but you found it sweet that he was really trying to do this right. You put back a stoic face, playing along and ignoring him as you would any stranger.

"So... LA?" He began his small talk again, asking you very basic questions that he obviously knew the answers to, and you gave him very short answers, but each time with less and less attitude. He noticed your change in energy, your body no longer facing the window of the plane as it was now angled towards him, your arms relaxed in your lap instead of crossed over your chest defensively, you even gave him a few genuine smiles. Before you knew it, the plane had landed and the two of you followed the rest of the crew out onto the runway, Urban insisting on carrying your duffle bag as usual.

"Well, this is me," he said to you with a hint of faux sadness. "It was really nice meeting you, y/n." He continued, and it took everything in you not to laugh at how into his little performance he was. You both were literally going to the same place in the same car, yet he was acting as if he would never see you again. You knew he was putting the ball in your court, wanting you to extend an invitation to see him again.

"It was really nice meeting you too, Urban." You mused, your cold facade melting away as you shyly stepped closer to him. "Um, if you're ever free while in town, maybe we could meet up sometime." You spoke to him quietly. You knew he would accept, but there was still a dejected part of you that was afraid he wouldn't. His beautiful smile put any anxiety you had to rest.

"Yeah, I'd really like that, y/n."

"I'd really like that too, Urby."

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[heavyhitterheaux]

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“Smush! Behave! I know you've missed me but wait until later after your show.”

“Why? I want you now.” He answered as his hand now went underneath your shirt once more and undid your bra, setting them free.

“Jackman Thomas!”

“Take them out or I will.” Was all he said as he continued to kiss down your neck and reached underneath your loose bra to roll one of your nipples in between his fingers which earned a small moan from you, but you quickly composed yourself.

“Come on, you know you want my mouth on them. Take your shirt off.” Jack requested and you looked at him in disbelief.

“Baby, Urban is literally right there.” You whispered as you peeked over at him and he was in his own little world not paying either of you any attention.

“And? He's seen you without clothes before so this isn't anything new. He's been up your ass. LITERALLY.”

“I… shut up.” You answered while rolling your eyes and shaking your head at him.

“Babyyyy, come on. You just have to promise to be quiet.”

“If I put my boob in your mouth will YOU be quiet and stop complaining?”

“Obviously. How am I going to be able to talk?”

“I literally cannot believe I married your dumbass sometimes.”

All Jack did was smile at you before leaning down to kiss you once more.

“So, is that a yes?”

“Do it before I change my mind.” Jack rolled his eyes and shook his head at your response.

“I can literally make you cum just from sucking them and I am nowhere near this,” Brushing his fingers along your folds after reaching under your skirt he was met with a surprise.

“And you aren't wearing anything underneath this skirt? The last thing you are about to do is change your mind or want me to stop.” Jack’s breath tickled your ear as he whispered into it before lifting up your shirt over your head and throwing it behind him. He then slipped your bra off your shoulders and down your arms and also threw it behind him except this time it landed on Urban's lap who was thoroughly confused.

“You two CANNOT be serious. I am literally sitting right across from you!” Urban exclaimed to look over and see your bare chest as Jack was rolling one nipple through his fingers while the other was in his mouth.

When he finally separated from you, he turned to look at Urban before smirking.

“Baby girl said she didn't mind if you watched, but since you're here….”

“Urby, come here and put your tongue to good use.”

[starythewriter]

VINNIE HACKER X Y/N

JOKER X HARLEY QUINN MASQUERADE BALL

TW: rough sex.

KINKTOBER SPECIAL!

A/N: I do not know if I will contiune to make KINKTOBER stories for the reminder of October… if y’all really like this one then I might Aswell!

But trust me December will have a new special everyday!

you and vinnie had decided to go to a Halloween masquerade ball, you got ready dressing up as harley Quinn, while he dressed up as the joker.

once you were done you took some selfies, photos, and vinnie snapped you a photo…

he looked so fucking hot…

you started to think it all the things you would do to him while you were alone….

you put your phone down finishing your makeup.

you made sure to call up Jack Harlow, and urban. Jack was getting ready when you called.

urban picked up “hey my love… what’s up?”

Y/N: “urban… I have a question sir… what are you dressing up as for the masquerade ball?”

urban: “Batman… why?”

Y:N: “fun… sounds kinda hottt… I’ll be attending as harley quinn you know we should meet up… I wanna talk in person…”

you say clicking your tongue.

urban: “sounds perfect… let’s meet up by the entrance… since I’m coming with Jack and your coming with vinnie… signal to me and we’ll sneak off.”

he said with a smirk on his face.

you had such a bright smirk after that call… you were curios if Jack knew anything about your arrangement…

you finished up your pony tails and, headed towards the masquerade ball, you texted vinnie:

“hey Vincent… I’m headed to the masquerade ball”

“alright Y/N see you there. I’m going over Aswell.”

you quickly arrived you saw so many people, but urban, Jack and vinnie were yet to be there.

you went inside, coming across Jack…

who was dressed up as a vampire…

“hey Jack… how are you… you look fabulous…”

“I’m great Y/N… thank you… you look delicous��

you felt some sexual tension…

you grabbed a cup with red wine as a waiter passed by.

“thank you Jack… maybe I’ll let you have a taste…” rubbed your hand down his crotch to his knee….

you walked away graceful.

Jack Harlow’s POV: I saw Y/N’s beautiful harley Quinn costume… Y/N looked so hot, before Y/N walked off, they slid their hand down my crotch… I was so turned on… I kept my eye contact and felt… just entranced… I wanted to fuck Y/N right then and there… I saw Y/N walk towards vinnie…

I’m not sure what, Y/N was planning… but I couldn’t help but be intrigued even if I didn’t want to… I knew my soul was aching for Y/N.

Your POV:

you walked off seeing vinnie… but you saw urban too… urban was distracted so you rushed over to vinnie. you kissed him slowly… “fuck… Y/N… someones horny huh?”

“yes vin… I’ve been in a heat… glad to see you looking so hot”

“ you know… we could go into the bathrooms….”

“vin… *kiss* be patient… tonight is all about me… and you and the rest of them have to earn your time with me”

you giggled….

you surprised all 3, you wanted to let loose and just have fun tonight…

you walked off to urban, with your red wine almost finished… “hey urban… you look smoking hottt…”

you say Moaning at the end of your sentence…

“you look better… you know… I could use my strength to rip those fish nets off”

it was WAY, too early into the night for you to engage into any sexual fun…

but… “urban.. follow me”

you quickly led him,upstairs you slowly started to makeout with him… you didn’t give two fucks… you just needed someone.

URBAN’s POV: Y/N is… breath taking and just so sexy… I kept grinding up onto her… making her moan loudly… I was hoping that vinnie could hear… I was enjoying this so much…I feel like I can’t control myself when I’m around Y/N, slowly Y/N started to kiss my neck causing me to groan… I was so ready to start fucking her… but she grabbed my shoulders slowly grinding onto me… and have me a kiss before kneeling down…

“Y/N what are you doing?”

Y/N, didn’t answer… I let out a gigantic groan…. feeling Y/N, work my growing bulge with their mouth…

my pleasure was short lived as Y/N, stopped and left me with a kiss…

YOUR POV: you had some fun with urban, Jack and vinnie….

you kept walking around seeing cake auctions, all types of drinks.

you took some drinks and started to grove onto the dance floor having some fun…

you slowly made your way downstairs bumping back into vinnie…

“come here vinnie… let’s dance”

you both got into the 1st dance floor, dancing, grooving…

he spun you around…

you both were having the best time….

“Y/N…. your making me horny… let’s head over here”

he lead you into a room, their were low lights…

it was clearly gonna be used but you both didn’t care…

you slowly made out with vinnie…

his hands were all over your body… You knew he could be rough…but you wanted more…you felt yourself wanting more from him… you pulled away kissing him again… he pushed you on top of a table…your body was pressed against each other… he unbuttoned your shirt and ran his fingers along your stomach… he sucked on your breasts…

you moaned quietly…you could see the fire in his eyes… he wanted to take your clothes off but he wanted to do it slow…He moved down, slowly unbuttoning your pants… you could feel yourself hardening… you bit his lip asking him what he wants to do next… he smirked… “take it… I promise we can go slower…” you smiled at him… you unbuttoned his dress shirt pulling it off him, you kissed him deeply, his lips were moving against yours… he started to rub your clit through your underwear.

You moaned loudly as you felt yourself getting closer to orgasm…you moaned softly against his lips trying to hold back… he kissed your neck and bit it… “fuck vinnie! I’m so close!” he kissed you and started to push your underwear down your legs…

you moaned louder… you felt your pussy starting to get wet… you reached behind you grabbing your panties off and tossing them aside…

you felt your pussy starting to drip.

you felt urbane…

you started kissing vinnie… you both were in sync, as you started to thrust into vinnie… He moaned as you hit him in just the right spot… you moaned louder, feeling the orgasm starting to build…

“VINCE!!! I AM SO CLOSE!!” you screamed at the top of your lungs.

Vincent pulled out…

he was dripping with sweat… he was breathing heavily. He grabbed you and helped you up… you were both still panting heavily…… you both made out some more… slowly you both got redressed and spent the rest of the night together…

THE END!

[i-care-4u]

i would like to request a jack fic where either him and reader are both famous and dating, and while he’s on tour everyone starts talking about him and dua. OR him and reader are close friends and everyone knows they like each other, but nothing is official yet and reader sees him and dua getting close ? i LOVE angst btw (happy ending pls) thanks love !

CELEBRITY CRUSH | J.HARLOW

PAIR: JACK HARLOW X FAMOUS!READER

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED | MASTERLIST

you and jack were going to attend this years variety’s hitmakers as each other’s plus ones. you were famous in your own right, doing acting as well as occasionally doing modeling. because this event had to do with music, you were basically jack’s plus one for the night.

tonight, you arrived wearing a long beautiful dress while jack wore a matching set. comparing each other, it made jack look like the janitor.

you two got a table and enjoyed the privacy that they had for a while.

you leaned in, getting closer to jack, “so who’s arriving again?”

jack harlow started listing big names, “selena gomez, omar apollo, dua lipa-”

your eyes widened when he mentioned dua lipa. you didn’t mind her, in fact, you’ve met her before at a versace fashion show. she was one of the sweetest and prettiest people that you’ve met during fashion week. however, knowing that jack made a song about her made things awkward between the three of you.

soon, more people started arriving, and they started greeting you and jack.

“y/n!”

“hey jack, congrats man!”

“oh my god, look at you two!”

you and jack continued greeting and hugging everyone until jack left. jack got off his chair to hug a familiar face from the industry. “i’ll be right back.”

-

fifteen through twenty minutes have passed by, and no sign of jack. “maybe everyone wants to catch up with him,” you thought.

you got off your seat as well, leaving the table empty. you didn’t want to be that person, so you tried finding a person that you knew to ask where jack is. you started looking around the tables, eventually finding your friend and singer, omar apollo.

“omar,” you called, “come here.”

omar came up to you, “hi y/n, what’s up?”

“you know how i arrived with jack? do you know where he is?”

before he answered, the two of you were blocked by cameras.

“omar! y/n! look!”

“smile!”

as soon as the cameramen left, omar answered your questioned, “he’s still talking to dua, they’ve been at it for almost half an hour.”

“thank you omar,” you told him, giving him a hug before sitting at your table. you knew things already got awkward from there.

when jack came back, you decided not to bring it up during the event, but rather after. you and jack were driving to the hotel when you started the conversation.

“where were you when you left?”

“i was meeting everyone, and i even met the dua lipa.”

“really? how was it?”

“we had a long conversation.”

“that’s fun,” you sounded very uninterested suddenly, and deep inside you felt jealous. not only jack met dua in person, but she was one of his celebrity crushes.

although you and jack were close friends, it was only recently that you and him started to get flirtatious with other. you had to admit that you developed a crush on him even though it was never official. this goes the same to jack, who had a crush on you way before you did, but never had the chance to confess.

“everything alright, y/n? you seem bored of my shit.”

“i’m fine, just tired.”

“tired of hearing me talk about dua? y/n, it’s just a celebrity crush, calm down,” jack raised his voice, “you don’t hear me complaining about you and andrew garfield.”

“jack, i just admire his work, okay?”

“so i can’t say the same thing towards dua?”

“yeah, but you two were so close,” you pulled up a picture of jack and dua, with the headline reading, “dua lipa dating jack harlow after split with anwar hadid.”

“see for yourself,” you passed your phone to him.

“no, this can’t be happening,” jack gave your phone back, “y/n, you know our relationship isn’t like that, me and dua are just industry friends.”

“what are you going to do about it?”

-

the remaining of the day was a mess between jack and his team. jack called his publicist several times before eventually picking up in the evening.

“hello?”

“hi, can you explain why you’re promoting a relationship that isn’t even real? we just met a couple times, that’s it.”

“jack, it’s simple. if people see two of the hottest things together, it makes money.”

“so me and y/n aren’t enough?”

“you know y/n isn’t like that.”

“and so am i.”

jack meant that about you. you were mysterious in a way, and no one really knows what’s going on in that head of yours except for jack. he enjoyed being in your company and getting to know you better than anyone else.

the next day, jack decided to take you out on a simple lunch date. you guys wore a casual outfit, nothing fancy.

“you didn’t have to do this for me,” you said as you entered the restaurant. you and jack sat down in a table to talk things through.

“about us,” jack starts explaining, “i know we’re something more than friends. since the day we’ve met, i knew you had something the others don’t. you have the charm, the humor, you’re an it girl in my eye.”

you paused him to say something straightforward, “what you’re trying to say is that you like me?”

“always have.”

“then why didn’t you say it earlier?”

“i was scared y/n,” jack said, “i was scared that something bad was going to happen between us two if i confessed that i love you.”

you smiled at him, “well look at us now, boyfriend. nothing bad.”

later that night, magazines began debunking the rumor of jack and dua lipa dating each other. in replacement, the same magazines began confirming the relationship between you and jack two days after. and it was that quick too due to a fan entering that same restaurant that you and jack did. i guess you could thank the die hard fans for it.

[harlowsbby]

Urban Wyatt Master List

Instagram Au's

Baby Mother

Only For Me

Two Fools In Love

Treacherous twin

Fics

Little Tease

He Loves Me?

Love Drought

Talk Of The Town

Hate Me Tomorrow

Twins

Turn That Cherry Out (smut warning)

Cover Girl

Little Weirdo

Cozy

Buy A Heart

Heartless

Love Bug

Rainy Day

All For Us

Love You

Come Together

Birthday Boy

[sinsandsuccubus]

Fire & Ice - Urban Wyatt

Context: Like a moth to a flame.

Genre: smut

Word Count: > 1k

Pairings: Urban Wyatt x Fem!Gf!Reader

Warnings: 18+ ! Sexual activity, cunniligus.

a/n: I got high, took one look at this photo, and got horny. This was the end result.

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

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Masterlist ☽☾

“Oh my fuck, Urban…” You moaned, tilting your head further up towards the ceiling. You could feel your legs begin to shake, body convulsing with pleasure.

“Mhmmm.” Urban called out into your pussy, sending vibrations up the flesh.

You groaned, whining slightly as he replaced his mouth with his fingertips, rubbing on the sensitive bud.

You hated the fact that he put this blindfold over your eyes, limiting one of your senses. And so, you couldn’t notice the ice cub tucked in his lips, sucking on the frozen cube as he began to lap at your clit.

Your body jolted from the bed, Urban using his hands to pin you down to the bed.

“Fuck Urban, please. You’re gonna make me cum. You’re gonna make me cu-.” You couldn’t finish your sentence as your body jolted once more, a swift change from his cold lips to the warmth of his tongue, body growing hot like a flame.

“Mmm.” He moaned once more into your swollen cunt, pulling back as soon as he felt you beginning to pulse around his tongue.

“Urb-“

“Not yet baby, not done playing with you yet."

This continued to go on and on, Urban pushing you closer and closer to the edge, before pulling you right back down.

You swore you were going to implode if he continued this any long. However, that was before he let out a final moan, fingers filling your swollen pussy before the cool sensation on your clit.

He had taken the final ice cube and tucked it between his plump lips, rubbing it over your clit. You yelped, clenching the sheets around you. The contrast between the heat of his tongue and the cold of his lips brought you closer and closer to the edge, faster than you thought.

“Urban, baby I’m gonna-“ He pulled the ice cube back in mouth before mumbling “cum”, immediately pushing you over the edge. You let out a silent scream, feeling your body spazz before letting out a broken moan.

“Good girl, good fucking girl.” He spoke, tongue still lapping at your folds.

You didn’t think you could cum as hard again until he pushed the ice cube into your pussy, body immediately begging to shake. Between the cold of the ice cube, and the warmth of his tongue on your clit, you were completely shoved over the edge, another orgasm shaking your core.

And as you came, the ice cube shot out of you, alongside the rapid fluids of your orgasm. You had squirted all over his mouth and neck, body jolting hard.

“Fuck.” Urban muttered, pulling away from your body and loosely rubbing at your clit with his hand, shaking a harder pulse out of you. Your legs fell hard against the mattress as you descended from your high, tugging at your boobs.

Urban kissed your cheeks and forehead, the space between you accompanied by sighs.

“Urban, that was- Holy fuck.”

“I didn’t know you could squirt baby.”

“Neither did I.” The two of you laughed, you leaning up to kiss his lips.

“I love you Y/N…… Y/N…. Y/N…?”

You came out of the trance hard, Urban pulling you back from your daydream with his voice.

“Y/N?” He snapped his fingers in your face, pulling you further to attention. You smacked his fingers out your face, him making a face in return.

“What?”

“I lost you for a second.” He spoke, placing a hand over his chest.

“Are you okay?” He spoke, and you immediately nodded your head.

“Just thinking.”

“Thinking about what?”

“Last night.” You deadpanned, Urban’s eyes going wide briefly before a smirk appeared on his face.

“Is it my outfit?” You nodded your head, taking your tongue between your lips. He let out a small chuckle before he responded.

“Baby, I don’t even look that good. This outfit is basic as fuck.”

“You're hot Urban. In anything you fucking wear, you look hot. Hell, you could be in nothing but a pair of sneakers and boxers and I’d think you’d look good in it.” His cheeks began to glow pink, flustered before he spoke.

“Want to do it again tonight?” He deadpanned, eyeing you up and down.

“Abso-fucking-lutely.”