What If God Said Yes

I’m so glad that there’s more Jack writers, it’s been so long!!!

ikrrr i used to be so active on here, especially my old acct. but im in my active era rn

"i brought you flowers." "for what?" "there has to be a reason?"

you were making dinner when you heard the front door open. today was jack’s day off and you asked him to run to the store because you ran out of a few ingredients.

“babe they didn’t have the brand of pasta you liked so i just got these.” he said putting the bag of things on the kitchen counter next to you.

“aww it’s okay thank you for getting everything.” you said as you took his hand and pulled him into you. “whatcha got there?”you asked when you saw a bag behind him.

“oh i got you these!” he said with a big smile on his face. he shoved a big bouquet of flowers in your face. “well damn.” you giggled and took a look at the bouquet.

“thank you but why ?” you asked looking up at him, “why what?” he raised his brow at you slightly. “why did you buy these? did i miss something? it isn’t even valentines day yet?” you questioned.

he laughed at you and shoved your head to the side. “dummy i don’t need a reason to give you flowers. i saw them and thought of you.” he said grabbing the back of your neck and kissing your forehead. you pouted at him and grabbed a vase to put your flowers in.

u think i am joking but this is genuinely how i look while writing: “god, you’re so fucking wet” and “such a good girl” for the hundreth time in my miserable existence

opening the door for them or pulling their seat out before they sit down!

“i wont take long she said, just give me ten minutes she said.” you and jack were running late and he was teasing you for taking so long to get ready.

“shut up jack and besides i rather look good and be late then have to rush and show up late and looking crazy!” you said shoving his arm.

jack already unlocked the car as you guys made your way to his jeep. you tug on the passengers seat door and he slaps your hand. “jack what the hell?” you whined as you rubbing your hand.

“now you know better than to open a door when im around.” he said opening the door and pushing you in.

“you didn’t have slap me though!” you said pouting as you melted into the seat. he laughed and grabbed your hand, giving it a kiss before closing your door and making his way to the passenger’s seat.

Halle Bailey

The war in Sudan has reached its 10th month. The war has been met with a global indifference or there has been no desire to act from many world leaders.

8 million people have fled their homes and millions of Sudanese people have emergency food insecurity, with 5 million people on the brink of famine. even the neighbouring country Chad has had to declare a food insecurity emergency due to the mass amount of Sudanese people that have fled to Chad. (By no fault of their own of course)

Faced with a media blackout which is over a week at this point we need to continue to amplify the voices and plight of the Sudanese people.

#freesudan till it’s backwards 🇸🇩🇸🇩🇸🇩🇸🇩🇸🇩🇸🇩🇸🇩🇸🇩🇸🇩🇸🇩🇸🇩🇸🇩🇸🇩🇸🇩

Can u pls re upload ur Jack fics? They were so good. Or can u re upload that one short fic where he lets his daughter eat gummies before dinner even tho reader said no. It was rlly cute.

omggggg yess okay it’s settled im reuploadingg

jack’s world ⚝

recognize; JACK HARLOW

MOONLIGHT; jack harlow

WATCH YOUR MOUTH; jack harlow

daddys girl; jack harlow

001; love in the time of post-partum

↳ sequel 002; my life would suck without you

how come you always end up under my blanket?

THE MOVE IN; 001

"i brought you flowers." "for what?" "there has to be a reason?"

always giving the other the first bite of their food (or the last bite)

opening the door for them or pulling their seat out before they sit down!

waiting until you get inside to pull off