MICHAEL JACKSON

I mean, it was Zayne’s fault really.

The sun has begun to set, and the park is completely empty. Your head is still in Zayne’s lap, admiring the peacefulness of silence and the absence of people.

Huh.

“Hi.” You smile, sitting up and leaning in close to him. Your nose brushes his, and he smiles a little at the touch.

“Hello.” He responds, only a little puzzled. He doesn’t question in when you straddle him, the fabric of your dress covering you both. Understanding dawns on his face when you rock your hips against his, and he halts your motions quickly.

“We’re in public.” He warns, but he glances around anyways. Not only is there nobody, the tree he sits against obscures the two of you from view of the path.

“Oh cmon Zayne. Be a little adventurous.” You murmur against his lips, feeling his excitement growing against the crotch of your underwear.

“We-we can’t.” His ears have gone bright red, but his grip loosens. You take the opportunity to reach down and undo his pants, slipping his cock out and pulling your panties aside to sink down on it.

You hide your face in his shoulder as you work your way down his impressive length, nearly tearing a hole in the fabric of his shirt with your nails. You sigh when you’re fully seated and Zayne does the same.

You're dripping water on the carpet of Zayne's office. He pauses by the coffee machine, where he'd been making you a cup of tea to fight off the almost definite cold you caught when you'd run over to Akso hospital in the pouring rain.

"What?" He's never looked quite so shocked, eyes wide with surprise as if the idea was so inconceivable. Funny, you thought it was obvious.

"I was going to wait to tell you. I-I figured maybe going on a date first would be better but then I was at work and I thought about it and I just couldn't believe that I was going to go even a second longer without ever telling you how hopelessly in love I am with you because-"

He's in front of you before you realize, his cool hands cupping your face. But before you can even process it, he's kissing you.

You've probably dreamed about kissing Zayne a hundred times. Still, nothing even comes close to the real thing.

It's hard to pull away, but when your lungs start to burn, you break contact just enough to take in some air. Neither of you move, lips still just a few centimeters apart.

"I thought that you..."

"I haven't shown it well, I know. I didn't want to burden you. In case you didn't feel the same." He murmurs, thumb brushing your cheek as if he can't quite believe it either.

"Say it?" You don't have to explain, or beg. Zayne hums, and after stealing another soft kiss, says the words you've waited years to hear.

1. The FBI's Famous Cases & Criminals archive (fbi.gov/history/famous-cases) has detailed breakdowns of real fraud cases, Ponzi schemes, and confidence operations. The language they use is clinical and precise, which is perfect for getting the procedural details right.

2. The FTC Consumer Sentinel Network publishes annual reports on the most common fraud tactics in the US. Great for understanding how modern scams actually work and what makes people fall for them.

3. The Smithsonian's American Art Museum has a free digital collection of forgery case studies. If your character forges documents or art, this is gold.

4. Court Listener (courtlistener.com) is a free legal database where you can read actual court transcripts from fraud trials. Want to know how a real con artist talks under oath? This is where you find out.

5. The Internet Archive's collection of old newspaper crime sections. Search for "confidence man" or "swindle" in papers from the 1920s through 1960s and you'll find incredible real stories that would feel too dramatic for fiction.

Bonus: The Psychology of Fraud section on the Association for Psychological Science website has accessible articles about why people trust, how deception works cognitively, and what makes someone a convincing liar. Essential reading if you want your con artist characters to feel psychologically real.

Sometimes, he has to remind himself to blink, especially when he’s with you. You’ve mentioned it once or twice in passing that his gaze is… intense. Staring at you like he’s trying to memorise every single little detail, from the curve of your lips to how many strands of hair dip from your fringe-

Rafayel would just laugh then, a dry sound. Before he follows up with a snarky little quip about how mesmerised he is by you. But then on, he reminds himself to blink. Slowly, carefully, like a beast trying to appear harmless.

It’s hard for a deity to understand how a human feels. But masquerading as one comes a lot easier.

This was Prince’s last Instagram post. It has now been removed. Please, don’t let this post died. Please speak about. I don’t want this to keep happening, Michael Literally said he himself would be Murdered, ater gainign control of all his music as a Black man. Prince fought the same way michael did, and now.

Prince’s last message. “JUST WHEN U THOUGHT U WERE SAFE…”