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The apple-tree house
Pairing: Michael x female reader
Summary: Special request from @darkgreengrl : A sleepover at y/ns house but the backstory is that tw joseph hit michael and called y/n and she said you can sleepover so he goes over to her house and also y/n has a treehouse that has snacks tv bed etc but they sleep on the floor and look at the stars as theyโre talking y/n comforts Michael and boom a kiss and they watch tv and eat snacks and sleep
Content: young romance, shouts, Joseph being physical absv, phone call, late night meeting, neighbours, fluffy, teasing, stargazing
Big brown eyes glanced over the clock on the wall in his bedroom, struggling to realise what happened earlier, feeling the ache circling his bicep and upper arm. The screams from earlier and the anger that left him still shaking as his long delicate fingers reached to the phone still eyes locked on the clock. It was an hour before midnight but didn't know what else to do after the attack he recieved from his own father some time before.
He needed to talk to someone. And that someone was always THAT one person. Her... Y/N...
In this lonely world he was living in, and lonely as he grew, the only person who could understood him was Y/N. He never felt a hint of judgment from her, always there to calm his nervousness and high levels of anxiety whenever he was returning back from the long tours with his brothers and father/manager. She knew how much Michael hated the tours especially when he was with his father in control of every single detail. That irritate Michael to his very core and didn't wanna work for him but it was either his way or the fight way. And boy he was scared of his dad so much. To be fair who wouldn't be scared of a former boxer who transformed into a sudden manager and your whole life instead of having a father you had someone you were calling him by his first name as your manager ONLY? Every single time Michael was returning, his body weighted less that the previous tour, but he knew with Y/N he would easily help him come back to his senses and start eating again normally, gaining back his lost weight. Thank God that my bestie is a vegetarian and she cooks amazing like an angel, he kept thinking every time he was coming back there was always a delicious home cooked meal everyday waiting for him no matter what time it was, she wanted to take care of him. Turning the numbers on the rotary phone, he placed the handset over his right ear waiting for the rings to go off and hear her voice. One, two, three... His desperation was building up slowly as he started praying for her to answer the phone... Four, five, si.....
"Hhello??"
"Y/N?"
"Mikey!! When did you come?"
Silenced followed and after a long heavy exhale, he swallowed and sigh...
"Wanna come over applehead?"
His eyes went excitingly wide by her suggestion, like she always knew what he wanted to hear without him asking for it. Smiling from ear to ear, almost forgetting what happened earlier he rushed and returned in his room and took the small silver box he had bought from his favorite thrift shop on the last stop of the tour. Placing it carefully and thankfully, his red leather jacket was making his torso puffier so Y/N wouldn't know that he hid it there inside. Walking outside of it to the hallway entrance without saluting anyone, just a small smile to his mother Katherine and Janet that were sitting together in the living room as his eyes were still sad, he stepped outside the front door and walk to Y/N's house. Thankfully it was pretty close to his and he didn't need to walk for a long time. Within five minutes, he opened the porch carefully not to disturb the neighbours and throw a small stone at Y/N's window. Seeing that she didn't respond he throw another one, a soft light shadow of a female silhouette appeared on the reflection of the crystal clear window behind the beige curtains, opening them softly he stood still smiling at her presence. Opening the window, she whispered:
"Give me a minute, I'll be right down."
"You won't let me in?"
"Wait..."
Closing it quickly, she banged her elbow at the corner of the window, she hold it with a funny expression on her face, always making Michael cracking up. He couldn't help but giggle at her expression as she give him a small signal "I'm watching you" making him break in a loud laugh even more. Holding his mouth quickly to shush himself, he felt the box sliding outside putting it back quickly to his torso. Y/N walked outside finding Michael fixing his clothes carefully she smiled and hugged him gently. That moment, he couldn't help but wrap his arms around her waist and drunk himself in her essence of her perfume, his favorite scent all over the world. He remember the time when they were kids, how much his best friend wanted to create perfumes, she had a unique nose that could make wonderful combinations of scents... But that specific night, she smelled like amber, jasmine and sandalwood with a hidden smell of desert rose... That made his legs go weak for a moment as he squeezed her more for the very first time while caressing her hair, Y/N felt wonderful by this side of him cause he wasn't a long time hugging holder. She let go only when he did and boy did that last like two long minutes...
"Where will we go?"
"Ugh, duh? Neverland.."
"Where?"
"I've got a surprise for you, Peter Pan... Come with me and you'll be in a world of pure imagination!"
Y/N sang one of his favorite musical songs, her voice echoed in his ears like a liquid gold honey giving him sweet goosebumps, as she fold her hand into his and they run to the other side of her house where there was a small forest reaching out to the biggest tree.. Right that moment Michael's jaw dropped on the ground as he was staring at the amazing treehouse stuttering and trying to find the right words to connect them to make a full sentence but it was impossible for him...
"You.... ght.... um... How... How did... Didddd, did you.... Do that?"
"Come on... This is nothing. Just... My father asked me what I wanted to have as my personal space, since there is always someone in the house and I can't write or read or paint or put my favorite music on... There was always someone who got disturbed by whatever I was doing and I couldn't take it anymore. Then one day he saw me carying woods to the other side of the house, chopping them and using his building tools to make some planks.. He realised what I was trying to do and called some of his friends to help me build this. TA-DA. Let's go inside."
Taking the keys out of her pocket they both climbed the stair and she opened the door. There was her own personal humble home, fitted to their style. A small living room, bookshelf filled with their favorite books most of them gifted by Michael himself, a tiny kitchen where she can cook, a chemical toilet and portable shower and to the next door a big space bedroom. Double size wooden bed with a matress and completely white sheets that almost illuminate the room from the brightness of them. He walked to it and saw a rope close to the bed, frowning eyes he touched it as he tried to explain what it was.
"Pull it..."
He did as he was told to and suddenly the ceiling of the bedroom cracked open, as 4 pieces of wood opened up like a magic box revealing a fiber glass window covering the connected walls and exposing the beautiful autumn clear sky with the stars shining bright. Michael's couldn't help but smiling at the view inside every corner of the treehouse and then at Y/N eyes now gazing upon every corner of her face, she kept her eyes fixed bringing her face upwards to search for some hidden stars, he felt like he longed to be with her after all this time away. Looking back to him smiling softly and then took his hand walking him to the small couch in the living room, preparing him his favorite mixed herbal tea. Michael always loved drinking herbal teas mostly, but the mixture that Y/N was doing was one of his favorites. Ginger, lime and honeysuckle with some chamomile and honey for sweetness.
"What is it going to be for today?"
"That is another surprise for you.."
"You are full of surprises aren't you?" ...... "So tell me how have you been lately?"
"Oh well, building my own house, took like three months to build it and make it usable and practical... Then I devoted my time, *turning to face him while holding the teapot and pouring hot water into the mugs sighing in a funny way* since I was alone and you were away, I decided create more perfumes and to learn how to balance their scents. The one I wear now... I started it four months before you leave and I perfected it last week. Your mother went crazy over it and begged me to make her one too."
"I smelled it. Guuurl you are going to break hearts wearing it. I seriously want you to make me a signature scent too. I mean, you know that I can't deal with bad smells of any kind. Right?"
"I sure know. But... I don't know what type of scents you like though... But first... What's up with the sudden call?"
She asked as his eyes fell on the floor staring at the wine red color carpet... He could spot his favorite color at every corner of the tree house. Y/N knew how much he loves the color red and made sure to make this house feel like his. Sighing out he wiped off his single tear that was formed at the corner of his right eye. Shaking his head in disbelief he couldn't face her out of embarrassment, she felt it and took both mugs of the herbal teas placing them on the coffee table right infront of them. Her hand slipped into his as the other cupped his right cheek.
"Don't cry applehead... I'm here with you. You don't have to talk if you don't feel like it. But don't feel sad into your house."
"My house?"
"Of course silly boy."
"This is mine... Too?"
"This is our secret hideaway. Whenever you feel like you suffocate and you need to run away... You can come here, escape the real world and be in Neverland, be Peter Pan like you always wanted to."
Since they were teenagers they gave each other pet names. Y/N always knew that Michael used to call himself Peter Pan cause he didn't want to grow up. And he called her Snow White, he was font of that movie and loved her high pitched voice that matched Y/N voice too. He liked how shy she was but when she was singing it was like she was singing only for him. Never in front of her or his family, like her voice belonged only to him. For many years Michael loved to lay his head on her lap and Y/N running her fingers in his hair singing to him his favorite musical songs or songs in general that matched her voice. That made him feel safe, like someone could understand his soul.
"Well, Snow White... Joe had me again... He shout at me and called me names and... Look..."
He raised his jacket and showed her the bruices around his arm from the aggresive grab that Joe gave him. Drinking his now luke warm tea quickly, another tear felt from his eyes... She caressed the bruiced area carefully and placed a small kiss on it, his breath was caught by the touch of her lips on his skin. He wondered how her lips would feel on his...
"Don't let him get into you Mike. He doesn't deserve you or your talent. Leave him. Next tour announce that this will be your last tour with them and go solo. You already did Thriller right? Your very own single solo and you did it terrific. Stand on your ground and leave him, your brothers will surely understand and they will support you no matter what. I believe they want this too but they don't know how to do it, so be the first one. Take your chance and who knows? Only then he will start to respect and fear you."
"You are right. I do need to do that. I have to do that. Quincy said plenty of times, but I wasn't sure. Now that I have you saying it I believe that it will be the right thing to do. Thank you angel..."
"I think I know how to fix your mood..."
"How?"
"Let go inside, that will be the last surpise for tonight..."
"Oh I got one for you too..."
"For me?"
"Yeap..."
Both finishing their teas, Michael had an idea. He looked at the bedroom and smirk playfully and cutely at her while biting his lower lip and covering his face not wanting her to understand how shy he became. Y/N raised her eyebrow smiling and took some treats from the top shelf and walked into the bedroom, him following up. What surprised him the most is the hidden TV behind the wooden cupboard that she lift from the wall.. VCR underneath it and tapes hidden behind other unseeable cupboards on the wall. All she needed was to push them inside and they would pop outside. Very clever of her he thought as they picked to watch Grease. The movie started and they both sat on the extremely fluffy almost cloudy matress, that made Michael excited. He never felt so light and comfortable in any matress he ever sat on layed on, headrest was filled with soft pillows, they both lay and opened Cheez Balls, Tato Skins and Peanut Butter Boppers his favorite snacks of that time. They sung Grease, Summer Nights and after those songs they both had their single solo song, Y/N sang Hopelessly devoted to you while looking and pointing at Michael, he blushed so hard his cheeks became so red that matched his jacket biting his lower lip and then the song Sandy came up and Michael dedicated it to her. He couldn't take his eyes off his best friend like saying I'm sorry for being away for so long. When he sang the line
"Oh Sandy, baby
Someday, when hi-i-igh school is done
Somehow, someway
Our two worlds will be one
In heaven forever and ever we will be
Oh, please say you'll stay, oh Sandy"
he felt on his knees tangled their fingers together and when the song ended they both laughed yet felt feverish by the electricity in the atmosphere. Munching on their snack their favorite song came up... You are the one that I want they both stand on the matress and dance all over the house imitating the characters in the movie. By the end on the song they both jump and fell on the matress laughing uncontrollably. Right that moment between the chillness of the room and the warmness of their after dance, Michael stare at Y/N red face as she was trying to catch a breath from laughing. Then he helped her sit straight on the bed he took out a small box.
"I got it at our last stop. I asked them to stop at Salvation Army..."
"Your favorite shop..."
"Yeah... Open it!"
Smiling from ear to ear, she carefully opened it and there it was. A white gold coin shape locket. As she opened it there were two engraved letters inside M & Y/N... She was thrilled by his gift and took it out to wear it. His hands carefully remove her hair to the side and locked the necklace around her neck placing a small kiss on the side. Catching her off guard, he couldn't take it anymore, licked his lips nervously and when she turned around he crash his lips oh hers. His fingers crawled on the corner on her collarbones and caress the back of her neck gently, small moans escaped their lips, humming softly to her lower lips locking it and sucking it between his. Their very first kiss surprised both of them not wanting to break it fast. He wanted it to last for a long time, but something was scaring him. How will she react? Will she feel repulse and push him away? Breaking it quickly, she looked him surprisingly and grab his jacket colar pulling him closer to her, he bite his lower lip once more and kissed her again. More passionately this time but sweetly, tongues tangled into their own rythm as the room felt in silence, all they could hear were their own heavy breaths trying to catch up from the deep kiss they shared. After few moments they break it softly he placed soft kisses all over her face making her giggle by his gentle touch, moving his lips down to her neck. He burried his face into her neck and took a long inhale of her scent and stayed there.
" Can I sleep here tonight? I wanna stay burried in your neck and smell your scent, to wake up next to you.."
"Of course baby... Welcome to our home.."
He kissed her once more and they both fell asleep in each other's arms...
POV: I hope you liked it... I tried my best (I'm embarresed and my cheeks hurt from trying not to smile so much as I was writing it.) and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!! Thank you again!! ๐ซฃ๐ซฃ๐ซฃ๐ฅน๐ฅน๐ฅนโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
top 5 horror movies
-having a job
-not having a job
-applying for jobs
-the job market
-the concept of working my whole life
can yall just say who is doing ai fics and stop speaking so vaguely especially when we ask who it is and get no response because as readers we want to engage in REAL work and support REAL authors so unless you actually admit who it is please stop with the posts unless you call out the mfs doing it, please and thank you
exactly. like why are y'all protecting them???? and stop sharing a list and just make it public! with their @'s!!!
his bday is today ๐ฅบheโs so missed ๐!

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big fan of whatever the youth is doing to torment scientology buildings
For those who have missed it, a tourist in Hawaii decided it would be fun to chuck a rock (a BIG rock) at a monk seal. He missed, but he was captured on video, and when told it was illegal to interfere with them, said "I'm rich, I can pay the fine."
Is the best part that he got doxxed? No.
Is the best part that he got tracked down by a local and beaten? No.
Arrested on state at federal charges, looking at up to 5 years and 50K? Nope.
The best part is the local city council's reaction.
And the best part of that is the look on the attorney's face.
some advice for people entering their 20s:
-dont go to the emergency room with dental problems. go to the dentist
-bagged greens are cheaper than pre-made salads
-taco bell is NOT worth the money anymore. 1/4 cup mayo, 1/4 cup sour cream, 3 tblspoons pickled jalapenos+2tblspoons of the jar liquid, 2 tsp paprika 1 tsp cumin 1 tsp garlic powder 1 tsp onion powder salt+pepper. all in your blender. creamy jalapeno sauce
-dont quit your job unless you have a bunch of job interviews lined up immediately after
-use resources. food bank, unemployment, housing assistance, financial aid, etc. yes there will be paperwork. but Do It
-dont stay awake longer than 20 hours. you Will start to become impulsive and cranky. resting for 20 minutes is better than trying to stay awake
-for every 2 hours you spend looking up close at screens, spend 20 minutes looking at something far away from you. stretch your wrists a lot
-dont do that yoga stretch where you roll your head around your shoulders. youre grinding down the joints in your neck
-be nice to your friends, bullying them as a joke gets old. if you need a ride somewhere at least offer them gas money
-brush your teeth at any time of the day but especially before you sleep. dont snack in bed if you can help it. make your bed the Clean Teeth Zone. keep floss picks by your bed
-dont tell your boss youre adhd/autism/depression/suicidal. dont trust your coworkers with that. you NEVER know how people will take it and its none of their business
-train your pets to go to the front door when they hear a fire alarm
-get regular oil changes
actually fucking disgusting that glasses cost any money like if you actually think about it for more than a few seconds it is so unconscionably inhumane. this goes for things like insulin and mobility aids and hearing aids too ofc but fuck man, fucking glasses? the thing you need to fucking see? its genuinely sickening and inhumanly evil that those cost ANYTHING.

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Payback Is A Dog
Michael Jackson x Fem!Reader
Warnings: fighting diana r*ss, I seen this prompt and had to have some fun!
@silly-ebadu
hope yall enjoy <3
Plagiarism In The MJ Fanfic Community Pt. 2
Hello! I am starlightz4mj. I have been contributing to the MJ fanfic scene since February 2025. My story โSing To Me,โ which I uploaded on December 9th of last year, was plagiarized across multiple works by the following account, which was created roughly two weeks ago (they were originally @/areyouhelenamarkos. They have since changed their username two more times.):
I understand this user released an official statement on their blog addressing the situation, but they omitted the major detail that there is screenshot evidence supporting these accusations.
Please! If you engage with this account or their content, I implore you to review the evidence for yourselves, because there is a substantial amount of it, rather than blindly accepting their words as they continue to deny any wrongdoing.
I identified roughly 52 instances across three separate works involving identical plot progression/development, including major plot points occurring in relatively the same sequence as mine, along with shared themes, multiple instances of identical dialogue and key details, and scenes playing out in extreme or exact likeness to how mine did:
Plagiarism In The MJ Fanfic Community Pt. 1
I will do my best to address this pressing matter that has recently been rising in the community, while also responding to some of the comments this user has made regarding the situation. If you are willing to stay and hear my side, I deeply appreciate it, and I will do my best not to take up too much of your time.
HUGE FILM MEME: โกย [9/โ] โข The Parent Trap (1998)
So if your mom is my mom and my dad is your dad, and we're both born on October 11th, then you and I are sisters.
cant stop thinking about michael in this era ๐ญ hes so cute
I just watched a video saying that the insult " jacko" to Michael jackson wasn't just bc of his last name, but it was rooted in racism. It came originally from jacco macacco ( a monkey used for baiting matches). This made me so mad bc wtf and so sad bc Michael did not deserve this

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that moment when remember how good the fanfic u lost by accidentally refreshing the page could have been........
VERY IMPORTANT RANT
this is very unlike my normal posts but i am honestly so tired of people calling michael jackson things he wasn't when the man was unanimously acquitted in 2005, meaning all twelve jurors agreed he was not guilty on every single charge after a seventy three day trial with more than one hundred and forty witnesses and absolutely no physical evidence. the FBI spent more than a decade investigating him and found nothing at all, the accuserโs family had a proven history of lying and chasing money, multiple people who actually grew up around him testified that nothing inappropriate ever happened, and the later accusers had their lawsuits thrown out because their stories kept changing. it is genuinely exhausting watching people repeat the same lazy accusations when the legal record is right there showing he was investigated harder than almost any celebrity in history and no credible evidence of abuse was ever proven and he was found not guilty on all 10 criminal counts in the 2005 trial. this includes every allegation of m0l3station, intoxication of a min0r, and conspiracy... it takes two seconds to go look it up and here i am arguing with sad ass men in posts about him ๐fucking sad !!! i donโt tolerate any michael slander. thank you.
he can never catch a break, such sad ass people in this world and when it comes to actual p3do's like donald trump WHO HAS EVIDENCE CLEAR AS DAY people are suddenly mute smhhh
period