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i know you said before your break you were thinking about trying to write smut one day i think michael x jafar would be a good place to start i think theyd be so cute together imagine them as husbands and mike gets to watch his husband play him in the movie
What the fuck did I just read???????
Out of everything in the universe. And this is exactly why I took a break recently, because this fandom really does its best to piss me off sometimes.
That incest shit is nasty as fuck, and it's never happening on this blog. Talking about some "imagine them as husbands." Don't make me throw up. They are family. They are uncle and nephew. You shouldn't even be thinking about that in the first place, let alone typing it out and hitting send.
What did you think my response to this was gonna be? No, genuinely, what did you think I was going to say? Fuck off. Honestly.
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I talk a lot about how I wish I could be with michael or make jokes about wanting him to be my boyfriend husband whateverr im always thirsting over him saying shit like wow I can’t believe I’ll never get to kiss him blah blah blah but that’s just me being silly and unserious. I truly do just wish he was still alive. That’s all I want. At this point I don’t even care about meeting him I don’t have to meet him or go to a show or anything it’s not about my wants or needs it’s really a selfless wish. And this wish is so strong because he was killed, his life was taken from him far too young. He deserves to still be here. To be with his kids and family. He deserved to see his children grow. Their time was cut so short.
To have your childhood taken from you, forced to perform, work, and entertain the world at such a young age, to then finally gain your independent freedom just to have it violated and held against you, the general public painting you as the complete opposite of who you actually are, to have the whole world dehumanize you, disrespect you, misunderstand you, degrade and bully you. Even when you prove your innocence, the world will still never let that stain on your character be washed away, the stain that they created. And then after all this, you still choose to come back and give your true fans one last show before you retire, and then they kill you.
I think about michael so much with my utmost empathy because he lived one of the most extraordinarily tragic lives ever. I can’t even begin to imagine what it was like to be him. No one can, and that’s why I believe him when he says he’s the loneliest person in the world. I don’t know where I’m going with this, I’m kind of just rambling and thinking out loud right now so if you’re still reading, thanks I guess. I could talk about mj for hours and hours, I truly could. There is so much to dissect and unpack. All I can say now is that I really just hope he’s happy now. I hope he sees the world right now and knows how many people love and support him. I hope he has seen Jaafar bring this biopic to a billion and knows it’s the #1 movie in the world. I hope he’s okay now and it’s all alright, that he’s at peace and rest.
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Ladies…….ladies…….i want EVER SINGLE WRITER AND READER of the MJ fanfiction fandom to WATCH THIS…..you guys will LOVE THIS and AY it may give you more insight on how Michael is with women 👀🤌🤌🤌🤌 you will NOT REGRET IT!
Faaawkk !! Imagine being his makeup artist. You get to be up close and personal with him all alone in his dressing room because yall were the first two on set. Yall lock eyes as you finish up his eyeliner and he gives you that look. A look that so unmistakable it could only mean one thinnnnnng. Are yall dating?? Who knows but rn all that matters is how fast yall can get this quickie in before the rest of the crew shows up.
i think everyone who dislikes Jaafar, because of maddie, forgets they’ve been together for so many years, that her supporting israel, would not overpower his love for her..? wether he agrees with it or not (which by the way we do not know??)
like i understand we all hope he does not support zionists, however i don’t know why people expect him to just drop his whole fiancée who he’s been with since he was YOUNG, because of this.. that’s not realistically at ALL
it’s not gonna happened any time soon, if not ever at all. this kind of behaviour just feeds into the whole like parasocial thing because why are you mad at someone you don’t know for loving his wife, even though she’s flawed. which is what love is.. idk
i don’t support her actions. i don’t really care abt her tbh, but everybody on socials wanna be talking abt her and Jaafar like you know them personally… take ts off my fyp please
masterlist | disordered!Michael Jackson x fem!Reader
| Word Count: 1.3k
| CW: disordered eating habits, (more tags below the cut)
an0rexia (Michael), angst, hurt/comfort
Summary: Michael is struggling. Food is the one and only thing he feels he has total control over, and you’ve finally noticed it.
set in off the wall/thriller-ish era
︎DISCLAIMER: This fanfiction depicts a real person and a highly personal fictional scenario. Nothing included in this story is implied to be accurate. This is a purely creative work and is not meant to offend, or make anyone uncomfortable.
Michael had been struggling to find his independence as a new adult, and the control from his father and the record label certainly wasn’t helping. You were his closest friend, his only true confidant that wasn’t an animal. He’d told you before how it felt that he wasn’t in control of his own life and how deeply it bothered him, but you thought it wasn’t any cause for concern at the time.
Now, Michael has seemed more tired. Less interested in outings. You attributed that to his rising solo success and the increasing amount of fans and paparazzi looking for him. Unfortunately, that’s not what was really bothering him.
He had been cutting meals, avoiding them all together when possible. The scale had been going missing from the bathroom more and more often. He didn’t want to buy his own although he could, worried that the press would catch him and makeup some degrading story about his mental state.
You’d noticed some more defined muscles in his arms and abdomen when his shirt rode up. Your hope was that it came from some kind of working out because he’d always been quite slim, but something still felt off to you deep down. Even if you didn’t bring it up.
A surprise visit to Hayvenhurst was your temporary solution, hoping to at least give him some general comfort if he really was suffering.
“Michael?” You call sweetly from the front door, having used your key that he wasn’t supposed to give you to open it.
Michael’s socked feet pad quietly in the dance studio, sweat dripping from his every pore and dripping to the floor. He can barely breathe, so incredibly exhausted from the hours and hours that he’s spent rehearsing.
The scale this morning told him that he’d plateaued, and he couldn’t allow that.
He pauses his obsessive dancing when he hears a voice.
“Y/N?” He asks in a breathless attempt at a shout.
His head peaks out of the studio and he walks towards the front hall, grabbing a towel from the linen closet on the way to avoid dripping everywhere.
“Oh!” His face lights up when he sees you, his shoulders rolling back to force his spin straighter and his lips pulling to show his big smile. “It’s you!”
“Yeah! How are you? I know I didn’t let you know I was coming over, but…surprise?” You try, gritting your teeth playfully as if he would ever be upset to see you.
“Don’t worry about it, I don’t have any plans.” He says happily, glad to have you here with him. “I was just practicing some choreography for my new album.”
“I can see that…” you laugh softly, looking him up and down.
His white t shirt is thin and absolutely soaked through. You can see his ribs through the shirt… you hadn’t noticed that before. You frown.
“Have you eaten today?” You ask gently, knowing it’s kind of a cliche, but wanting to be direct.
Michael’s eyebrows pinch together in momentary confusion, then he looks a little sad when he realizes that the mood is not longer as light and excited as it was moments ago.
“I— I, uh… I got a bit distracted…” he laughs nervously, rubbing the back of his neck and inadvertently displaying the thinness of his arm.
He didn’t want to tell you that he hadn’t eaten, but he hated the idea of truly lying to you. How disrespectful of him it would be to lie to the only person outside of his family who truly loves him?
You don’t want to come on strong about something like this, so you play a little coy, opting to, instead of confronting him, offer to make him something.
“Can I make you lunch? It’s 3 in the afternoon, you must be starving!” Your voice slides into a slightly lighter tone, not wanting to alienate him or make him feel uncomfortable.
He bristles a little at the offer of food, but nods anyway. He won’t disappoint you— even if you don’t know what’s going on in his head.
“A salad?” He asks weakly, a little worried that you’ll catch on because to him, it feels like everything is so obvious.
“Salad? What happened to the mashed potatoes and chicken?” You furrow your brows at him, already dragging him along to the kitchen.
“I, uhm…I’m a vegetarian now.” He says with a nervous little smile.
“Really? Just like that?” You tease lightly, obliging his request for salad because at least it’s something.
“Yeah. Just like that…” he laughs softly to alleviate some of his anxiety.
His eyes flit away, glancing at the floor almost as if he had done something wrong and was now sitting in the guilt of it.
“Is Caesar okay?” You ask gently, seeing that he’s starting to fall into himself a little bit.
He frowns a bit, knowing that that kind of salad is higher in calories than most.
“Would it be okay if you just used vinegar and salt?”
“Vinegar and salt? No oil?” You tilt your head at him. “Salads have oil, Michael.”
“I— I know they do, but I’ve been having it this way lately. It’s not bad.” He protests, trying not to seem defensive of his tactics, but it comes through anyway.
“Okay, what’s going on?” You ask more firmly, making him go docile immediately at your tone. “You’re acting really weird, sweetheart. Talk to me?”
He frowns again at the endearing nickname, hating to be hiding something from you.
You take his face in your hands, rubbing his cheekbones with your thumbs.
“Is it the food?” You ask, soft spoken now.
He nods weakly, shutting his eyes out of embarrassment. He’s silent for a moment then, just letting your warm hands hold his face while he gathers his thoughts.
“…y’know how I told you about not having any control?” His voice is thin like he wants to cry, but he doesn’t. “It’s that.”
“Oh, baby…” you hug him, feeling your chest ache with sympathy for him.
You can feel his heart thudding against this ribcage, his breathing getting a little more erratic. He’s obviously having mood swings from the malnourishment, he’s just usually better at catching them.
The warmth of his back seeps through his thin shirt as you rub in circles with your palm, wanting him to be okay.
“I just—” he chokes out in a squeak. “I just want to be—e in control of something…”
“I get it, sweetheart, I do…” you whisper, hoping that it helps to know that he’s not crazy. “But you could get sick this way… you know that, right?”
You pull away from the hug to look in his eyes so he truly understands the risks of what he’s doing.
He swallows hard, looking down and playing with his fingers. He looks so nervous, something he never was with you before.
“…I know.” He says finally. “I just…try not to think about it…”
“I’d miss you if something happened to you, Michael.” You state clearly, squeezing one of his hands. “Can we try to find something else to help you feel in control? Something less dangerous?”
The urge to shake his head is strong, to tell you that this is what he needs to do, but he can’t stand the thought that you’ve just put into his head, your grieving him if he were to go too far.
“Okay…” he agrees weakly, pulling you into another hug and tucking his face into your neck. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Michael.”
In this moment (like many others before), he feels eternally grateful to have a friend. To have someone to count on and notice things that are wrong. He loves you so much and ultimately, that’s the only thing in his head now.
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A/N: heavy topic but I haven’t really seen much about this, and I’ve struggled myself, so I figured it would make sense to explore this area. I have another version of this that’s a bit more angsty and dark, if anyone is interest in it, I can finish it and post it as well.
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there is something that i would like to discuss because people have been pissing me off the last couple of days.
i find it irritating to see people in the big 2026 wanting to believe that michael jackson was a child predator. not only that, but it’s also very disturbing to see that there’s people that want it to be true.
many platforms are guilty of this, but reddit and tiktok takes the cake. the amount of people i have seen either post a video or repost a video of believing that michael was guilty have been insane on tiktok. i have even heard of people on reddit that have even written out scenarios of this….someone check their computers and/or phones please.
there is definitely an issue of children being take advantage of by adults, no questions asked. yet, people are focused on michael jackson, despite zero evidence confirming that he was an abuser. had the police found ONE piece of evidence to showcase his guilt, he would’ve been locked up for the remainder of his life, rightfully so.
even the FBI have stated that there were no evidence that they could find on his property. they have been spying on him for over a decade, yet they didn’t find anything.
let’s not forget that both jordan and gavin have said that their parents told them to lie about being abused by michael for financial reasons. also, the audio phone call of evan chandler, jordan’s father, talking to jordan’s stepfather at the time planning out on extorting michael because he didn’t want to fund his movie is still available to listen to.
y’all constantly target michael, yet y’all don’t even give half of this energy to those who are actual creeps. this fake activism is so infuriating, it’s not even funny.
i will never say that michael jackson was perfect. no one is. he had made some choices that i strongly disagreed with. that said, there has been zero proof to put him in the same category as a child molester.
as for the allegations that were made by wade robson, james safechuck, and the casino family as of lately, it’s also a money grab just like the last cases were.
people are so quick to put out false information online, yet won’t even do research on this participle topic. this just goes to show me that you don’t care about child sexual abuse, or better yet getting justice.
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Guys please help report @/jacksonsdearest account!! They wrote an incest fanfic containing piss, scat and vomit kink between Jackie, Jermaine, Jaafar and Jermajesty. I don’t know if this is a fucking troll account but it needs to GO immediately!!!
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Absolutely wild that Michael built the foundation that MTV stood on for decades and they didn't even have the grace to have him be their very first recipient for the Video Vanguard Award. They gave it to Madonna before they gave it to him.
heyyyyyyyy fyi ik majority of us are ADULTS writing nsfw/smut writings but there is certain stuff you just do NOT write abt especially when it comes to people you guys do not personally know. cuz why in the actual fuck did i just come across a jackson’s fic on scat and vomit……..yall gotta go. EXPEDITIOUSLY
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