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MICHAEL JACKSON:
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MICHAEL JACKSON:
more is coming!! i happily take requests for any era! :) (keep in my mind my reader will always be black!coded!)

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Beat It
âMichael Jackson
Synopsis: Grammys '84. You're attending with your boyfriend (reluctantly) and unfortunately, you have to throw hands about your man.
Pairing: Thriller ear!Michael Jackson x black fem!reader
Drea's Note: I saw two posts asking for a fic where reader beats tf outta Diana and I came to deliver. PLUS, I'm in a petty mood after constantly seeing ppl leave the fandom bc of the #that documentary.
Word count: 2.2k
miss possessive
SUMMARY: based on this request. The problem isnât that women flirt with Michael Jackson. The problem is that Y/N notices. The bigger problem is that Michael notices Y/N noticing.
CONTENT: Michael Jackson x Reader. Established relationship. Jealous and slightly possessive reader. Protective and hopelessly devoted Michael Jackson. History era. Humor, fluff, backstage shenanigans, playful jealousy, a little bit of female rivalry, pda, and Michael being completely obsessed with his girlfriend.
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Your edit one-shot reminded me of those celebrities read thirst tweets videos lol, maybe we could see a one shot of Michael and Reader doing that? If that's okay with you of course!
Omg I love this idea!
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(This is gonna be a continuation of the thirst trap fic, so once again, bending time here. Sue me.)
Michael Jackson x Wife!Reader
Synopsis: After the interview where you showed Michael thirst traps of himself went viral, you got an offer that you simply couldn't pass up. Content/Warnings: This gonna get a little steamy, lots of swearing, foul language, people being freaks! Also all the tweets I used are things that have actually been said either about Michael or other celebrities! W.C. 1.4K
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You sat in the back of Michael's black Cadillac practically exploding in excitement. The interview that you and Michael did where you showed him thirst traps of himself had gotten a lot of traction. You were going through Michael's emails for him, god bless him technology was not his forte, when you stumbled on an email from Buzzfeed. They had asked if you and your husband would be interested in reading thirst tweets about Michael.
After a lot of begging and pleading, Michael had caved in. Honestly, he caved in pretty fast. And now here you were, on your way to the BuzzFeed filming studio. Michael watched you in slight amusement, it made him happy seeing how excited you were.
"So explain this whole thing to me again." He buried his face in his hands, heat already flushing his face.
well, i have thoughts, plenty of thoughts. his watches, yum.
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mature!michael who gives you access to all of his cards. you can spend his money to your hearts content, as long as you give me a runway show of everything you bought.
âturn around fâme, pretty.â
you comply without another word, giving him an incredibly slow 360, running your hands down your ass once your backside is facing him. why not emphasize how good your body looked in this dress?
âcâmere,â he beckons you closer to him.
you walk towards him and he man spreads so youâre able to stand comfortably between his legs. his hands find purchase on your waist like itâs second nature. he doesnât touch you anywhere nearly as much as he touches your waist.
âyou like wearing my money?â
âi love wearing your money. donât you like my dresses?â
âi love your dresses, baby. theyâre the prettiest.â
his hands travel from your waist to your lower back, before they eventually land on your ass. he gives it a firm squeeze before simply letting his hands rest there.
âokayy,â you push your body off of his, mourning the lost on contact, âi have a few more dresses to try on. are you gonna be on your best behavior?â
âi make no promises, pretty.â
Just a reminder, do NOT watch that fuckass dumbass documentary coming out today,
Even if youâre curious. Donât watch it, do not allow Netflix to profit off your curiosity
mj texts - part one
short one to test the watersâŚ
closet confessions ⼠michael jackson
PAIRING: late 70s!michael jackson x black!fem!reader
SUMMARY: inspired by this edit + this edit as well + in which you and Michael like each other, but are too shy to tell each other how you feel, so Michaelâs brothers lock you and him in a closet and wonât let you leave until you properly clear the air. đЎ
AUTHORâS NOTE: reading fics about Michael gave me motivation to write again & iâm so joyful to be back doing what i love đ¤
jealousy, jealousy. ăăăăăăăăăă( michael jackson )
â michael jackson!bad era đĽ đ!model reader â âą 18+ mdni! not proofread...
đ¸ontent â continuation of this concept! after finding out about a campaign you did with michaelâs rival through the front page of vogue, he canât help but be a bit jealous.
âthis is a big opportunity, this could make or break your career.â your manager spoke through the receiver of the phone. you stopped for a moment to consider, biting your lip in thought.
âfine.â your manager had gotten you a big high fashion campaign deal with another artist, and one that happened to have been michaelâs rival. prince. you really had no choice, the team behind the deal wanted you, specifically.
the campaign wrapped about a week ago and you hadnât thought much of it since. sure, the photos were beautiful. versace had flown the two of you out to milan, dressed you in ridiculous amounts of black silk and gold jewelry, and had you posed next to prince for three days straight. that was it, that was the job and nothing more. you had already moved on and to booking your next job, but michael apparently had not.
you noticed it immediately as soon as you got to his hotel suite in new york, where you had been doing some press for the campaign and he was working on some projects.
he was sitting on the couch, one leg crossed over the other with an open magazine on his lap. you felt your stomach drop as soon as you recognized the cover âVOGUEâ and specifically that issue, the one that featured your campaign. before you could even greet the man, he spoke first.
âso.. howâs prince?â he asked dryly, flipping a page of the magazine as if he couldnât care less. unfortunately for him, the jealousy practically radiating from him said otherwise. you slowly approached him, setting down your bags.
âmichael.â you sat down beside him, his eyes still glued to the page, which was a photograph of you and prince, sitting on a black velvet couch with his arms wrapped around you. âyouâve been staring at this magazine all week, huh?â you teased.
his eyes flickered to you for a moment, noticing the dark jealousy that clouded his expression. âi have not.â he tried to act unbothered, when really he couldnât stand seeing this manâs hands on you.
âyou know, itâs just posing right?â your eyes couldnât leave his expression, the tension in his body as he gawked at the photographs and mumbled an âmhmâ in response.
âmichael, you got an attitude.â you retorted, in which he looked at you offended.
âi do not.â âyes you do.â âi donât.â âyou do.â
you two went back and forth, until you confronted him.
âthen why havenât you been able to put this thing down and actually look at me?â your tone laced with annoyance now. you two really never fought but michael was stubborn and could never fully express how he was feeling, so you had to argue it out of him. the silence that followed your question was devastating because he had no answer, none at all.
âthatâs what i thought.â you backed up and slumped back in the couch. you loved the man but holy was he a handful when heâs jealous.
âi just think itâs funny..â his jaw tightened.
âfunny?â you asked.
âyeah,â your eyes rolled as you already knew where this was going, âfunny how yâall look real comfortable.â he muttered.
you sighed and buried your face in your hands, âoh my goood.â you couldnât help but laugh at this manâs words.
âwhat?â he looked at you confused now.
âyouâre soo jealous.â you laughed in his face, which started to heat up with redness.
âiâm not jealous.â âyou are.â âiâm not.â you two went back and forth again.
âyou bought the magazine.â you confronted him.
âi buy magazines, so what?â
âyou bought vogue.â he was silent for a moment because you knew him all too well.
â⌠that ainât the point.â
you couldnât contain your laughter, nearly falling off the couch while michael watched you with complete seriousness, which made you laugh almost even harder. you loved pushing your manâs buttons because he tolerated you so well.
michael huffed and tossed the magazine onto the coffee table, âyou know what your problem is?â you looked at him in disbelief, but decided to hear him out.
âmy problem?â
âyeah.â
you crossed your arms, âwhatâs my problem, michael?â
he gestured towards the âzine. âyou donât see what everybody else sees,â his confidence now deteriorated as a little flash of honesty escaped before he could stop it. his eyes dropped to floor. âyou looked so pretty..â
your expression softened immediately while he shrugged, acting like he didnât sulk over the column all week. âeverybody keeps talkinâ about those pictures,â he continued, âabout you and him.â the jealousy act was starting to make sense now.
because deep down michael knows you would never do anything, but he spent that time while you were gone listening to reporters and media hosts pairing you with someone else.
you sighed as you reached over to grab his hand, âmichael,â he finally looked up at you and really looked at you this time. âthere isnt a single person in the world iâd rather come home to than you.â the stubborn pout he had on his face finally starting to crack slowly.
âyou sure?â he asked, which made you laugh again.
âyes, iâm very sure.â your fingers interlocked with his now.
âpositive?â he continued.
âmichael.â
âjust askinâ.â he babbled.
âmust i prove it?â you asked, an intriguing look now covered his face.
âhm.. maybe.â he watched as you slowly slipped onto his lap, nowhere to keep his eyes but on you now.
you bit your lip, just a little, as his hands found their usual favorite place. your waist. slowly but surely, you placed a soft and airy kiss on his lips before they continued to move in sync. there was something about the way michael kissed you, all the pent up jealousy and ache from not being able to see you pouring into your mouth as his hands ran up and down your waist. shortly after, his sneaky hands moved down and grabbed two handfuls of your ass, giving it a squeeze. you moaned a little into his mouth with a smile as it caught you off guard, a satisfied smile earned from him as well.
your lips moved their way from his cheek to his jaw, hearing the tiny huff of air leave his mouth as he tried hard not to make noise while your lips kissed along his jawline to behind his ear, âlook at my pretty baby..â you whispered tiny praises in his ear before giving his lobe a little tug with your teeth. you drove him absolutely crazy, his hips bucked a bit as he was growing impatient. he needed you, bad.
you sucked the soft skin on his neck for a moment, his tiny whines coming through every now and then as he massaged your ass as you continued moving down. he watched as he licked his lips, already knowing what was coming.
you were now kneeled in between his knees, fumbling with the belt on his jeans as he watched in amusement, man spreading a little further to give you room. you unbuttoned his pants and pulled his layers off, your big eyes never leaving his. he loved watching you like this, holding eye contact with you while doing such acts.
he helped you by pushing some of your hair away from your face and holding it back for you with one hand as you took his erection in your hand, already dripping with precum, âmy babyâs eager, hm?â you kept your eyes on him while your hand pumped up and down his shaft, your thumb running over the tip and teasing him. he nodded in agreement as his chest lifted up and down from the overwhelming pleasure of just your tiny hands.
âplease, baby..â he whined under his breath, his free hand, gently gripping the cushions. a smirk crept up on your face as you licked up his shaft, barely licking the tip to tease him. you loved watching him struggle from the immense pleasure of your touch, because when youâre away from him he doesnât even bother touching himself at all. he feels its not worth it if itâs not you who is making him feel so good.
you decided that was enough teasing, he already had to endure the torture of seeing you with his rival in close proximity and now that youâre here, youâre teasing him endlessly, he didnât find that fair. your hands kept their pace at the bottom of his shaft as you sucked on the tip and continued down, his sweet moans filling the room. youâd gag every now and then which would snap michael out of his trance because your comfortability was always first. he caressed your glowing face with his free hand, his eyebrows knit in as he watched your head bob up and down his length, causing his dick to twitch in your mouth. by this point, your hands were rested on his knees while your mouth was doing majority of the work now. tongue swirling around his shaft as you puckered your lips and sucked his tip.
his head was thrown back now as he tried so hard to resist the urge to just hold your head and fuck your throat. his breaths were short and quick, moans turning into loud whimpers, this was how you knew your man was close to his release.
âyes angel- just like- ah! just like that.â he affirmed in a moan as your pace quickened, your tear filled eyes watching his face which turned you on so bad. watching him experience such pleasure could make you finish right there with him. his gaze returned back to yours as he couldnât take much more, he bucked his hips into your jaw, thrusting into your throat as you moaned against his length. that was his breaking point.
with one last thrust, he groaned as his release shot to the back of your throat, swallowing it immediately. you bobbed your head a few more times to get every last bit before pulling off of his dick. his chest continued heaving as you licked your lips, making your way back up to kiss him again. he stood up from the couch while holding your hands to help you up with him before breaking the kiss momentarily to remove the rest of his clothing, helping you remove yoursâleaving you in just your bra and panties, which he preferred anyways.
âyouâre so perfect.â he spoke lowly as the lingerie decorated your perfect body. he had pictures of you like this hidden away in his wallet, just for his eyes only. a soft blush covered your cheeks, he always knew how to leave you smitten.
connecting your lips again, he held the small of your back and led you to the king sized bed, laying down as you hovered over him. your palms rested on his chest before roaming it. he loved the way your touch felt against his skin, it was something he craved daily whenever you were away. without wasting time, he unclasped your bra with one hand and tossed it to the floor, which caused you to giggle at how eager he was. he sighed as he took one of your breasts to his mouth while his hand massaged the other one, pinching at your nipple. you hissed in pleasure as you watched him, grinding your clothed core against his bare cock. his voice hummed in pleasure, slightly jerking as he was still sensitive from before. his hands and mouth switched places while yours gripped his shoulders, working yourself up as your hips continued.
âlook at you,â he said in between kisses and sucks, âso needy for me, just me,â he continued, ânot that guy.â you knew exactly who he was referring to. a part of you secretly liked when michael got jealous, despite how stubborn he gets, it makes him ten times hotter knowing that he wants to prove so desperately that youâre his only.
he removed his mouth and took a moment to take in the beauty that was in front of him, caressing your bare body before hooking his fingers into the sides of your panties and slid them down. you helped him get them off, kicking them to the side before placing yourself back on his lap. he positioned himself at your entrance with some help from you, whining the moment the head barely got pushed in.
âi love you, i love you..â you cried out in bliss as your lowered yourself down onto him, his hands on each side of your hips to help you.
âi love you too baby,â he choked out, âsosososo much.â he moaned quietly.
your pace was slow at first, adjusting to his size since itâs been months since you two made love. both of your sinful noises filling each others ears as your softness suffocated him each time you lowered back down fully. the way he looked under you was something so satisfyingly beautiful as you gave into him. the way a few wavy strands of hair framed his face so perfectly. no matter what the tabloids said, or what the reporters or press said, michael was the only man for you.
your kept your pace up, hands rested on his chest while your nails gently dug into his skinâuntil he held you up, haltering your movement to buck his hips up into you, fucking into your cunt that dripped with arousal. he could tell you missed him by the pretty cries that left your mouth.
âfuck- donât stop-â you sobbed out as your head fell back, one of your hands moving to your breast to fondle with. the sight alone made michael want to fill you up right there. but instead, in a swift motion, he moved you onto your back and continued to relentlessly pound into you. he felt your erect nipples against his bare chest as he kept his eyes on you.
âwho can fuck you like this, baby?â he managed while he slowed his thrusts momentarily to keep you needy.
âno one-â you replied in a whine.
â and who do you belong to, angel?â he continued while watching your expressions of pleasure.
âyou- ah-â your eyes teary from the knot building in your lower abdomen. michael could feel you squeezing around him as he would pull out terribly slow and thrust back in roughly.
ânah, whatâs my name baby?â he licked his lips as he forced you to speak to earn your release. he wanted to hear you screaming his name and his only.
âmikey-â you whined.
âuht-uh- whatâs my name?â he pulled completely out.
âmichael!â you cried out once again, a satisfied smirk plastered on michaelâs mischievous face.
âgood girl.â he praised before penetrating your needy hole once again, weaving your lips together in a passionate kiss. his cock stretched you as he continued his fast paced thrusts once again, giving his girl what she wants.
âcum in me- please.â you cut away from the kiss and begged in his ear as he held your legs from your outer thighs, pulling you in closer.
âwhatever my baby wants.â he hummed. after a few more thrusts, he slammed into you one last time as the both of you reached your climax, filling you up the way you craved. the sensation causing you to buzz with your shaky legs wrapped around him.
you held him close as he throbbed inside of you while you two caught your breath. you couldnât help but admire the way his dewey skin glowed from the orange sunset peaking through the windows. his eyes wandered your face as he placed on last kiss on your lips before whispering an âi love youâ and slowly pulling out of your warmth. you hummed against his lips, watching as he slowly stood up to find his jeans.
he flicked his eyes to his watch as he pulled them up and buttoned them, âwe got a dinner reservation at 8PM, my love. iâll go run a warm shower for you.â he said, placing a kiss on your forehead before moving to the bathroom.
you laid there for a moment until deciding to get up from the bed to follow him, âwe could always share a shower and save some water?â he smiled at you with a small nip of his bottom lip at the idea before nodding in agreement.
âjust donât hog all the hot water.â he argued.
you snickered and lightly hit his back, âshut up.â climbing in as he followed after you.
you both got ready and got driven to the restaurant, michael never letting go of your hand the whole way there til you two got to your seats. the night was filled with good food, the most delicious red wine which he knew was your favorite, and shared stories. the whole jealousy fit completely dispersed from the air now.
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yall lucky i was young asf bc if i was much older during this time of his life yall wouldnât have been able to get me off his DICKKKKKKK ugh
michael jackson x f!reader smut âĽď¸ w.c 2.6k
summary: youâre upset with michael for being away from you this past week. michael makes it up to you.
contains: established relationship, soft dom michael, reader is upset with michael, dirty talk, kissing, dry humping, oral f!receiving, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, missionary, creampie, michael uses the names 'sweet girl', 'girl', and 'baby'
after a tiresomely long week working on his new album, michael could sense you werenât content with him. heâd notice when you would pull away from his kisses too soon, when youâd turn your back to him at bedtime, and when youâd roll your eyes at the mention of work.
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letting michael make you feel like the birthday princess you are. after all, his baby girl deserves nothing less.
ârincess reader x mature era michael ęŞŕ§ ŕźâ mdni
this⌠but with mature!michael
tuh making a dabble I think he would call his wife like princess, angel, sweet face, doll shit that makes you feel pretty so I got ya
Era: mature michael x you
summary: after a heated argument, you and michael go to sleep upset then don't talk to each other all morning. Michael hated it and needed to do something about it
A/n: this is probably gonna be complete fluff idk.
warnings: soft dom!mj, kissing
As you stood in the cafe, stirring your coffee you shrugged your shoulders.
"I mean it was just an argument. i don't know how he feels...I haven't spoken to him." You spoke out to your friends before hearing gasps as you sipped your coffee.
"You havent what????? Y/n he's your husband!" "Yea but when I woke up I still felt some type of way...I didn't wanna keep arguing so I just didn't." You friends shook their heads as they looked at each other. "Well you two need to talk....and I think I see him now."
As your friend said that , you felt his presence. Soft yet stern. You looked behind you a little to see him in the corner of your eye, looking for you. Once his eyes laid on you, it was like a magnet, the way he nearly ran over to you.
He grabbed onto your arm as he turned you to face him. "Oop-" "Princess listen to me. I understand last night was a lot but I can't stand it when you don't talk to me. You're my wife and I love you but I cannot spend another night like last night. Come on and let's figure this out." He kissed your lips before letting you go and walking away. You immediately follow after him before going back to your friends to grab your coffee and purse.
"..Bye." You smiled at your friends before running off to find Michael.
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girl i love you
âcause if itâs aching, you have to rub it
pairing đđ thriller!michael jackson x fem!black!reader
synopsis đđ going to a release party for your boyfriends new album has unexpected benefits. one of them being his hands.
warnings đđ shy!reader but freak!reader, michael loves his girlfriend downnnn, jermaine flirting with the reader cause itâs entertaining to me, michael is taller than the reader & can pick her up, thriller!era but reader & michael live together
authors note đđ second time writing anything sexual, be nice still ! & my requests are open !
word count đđ 3.1k
đśichael had just dropped thriller, and a release party was being thrown today to commemorate.
he wanted you to be there alongside him to celebrate such a milestoneâdropping his second solo albumâand you wanted to be there to show your unwavering support. so, the two of you were currently getting ready.
well, it was more of just you getting ready. michael had finished adding the final details to his outfit thirty minutes ago and now, he just sat watching you get ready. this was a common occurrence whenever the two of you went out together because you tended to take your time getting ready.

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She isn't me ~ m.Jackson
Sypnosis: you and Michael attend the after party of the AMAs, but it seems that Diana Ross can't stop throwing herself at him. Thriller era
An~ ngl i have like 13 drafts of js unfinished stories 𫪠this was lowkey one of them đŤ°đžthis isn't proof read.
The club was packed.
Every important person in music seemed to be there, every producer, songwriter, model, and actor. The air smelled like expensive perfume and cigarette smoke.
The two of you usually didn't attend the after parties but after the eight awards Michael won tonight, you couldn't pass a celebratory drink up. You stood next to Michael in the VIP section with your hand wrapped around his arm , while he laughed at something Quincy said.
You gently release your grasp from Michael letting him know that you were going to go get a drink, you turn to him to kiss him on the cheek before making a beeline to the bar
The line at the bar definitely took longer than you expected. Finally getting to the front, you ask the bartender for a sex on the beach.
By the time you had got your drink and started making your way back to Michael , you stomach dropped
Tonight was supposed to be a peaceful night.
It's not like you didn't know about the crush Mike had on her but she didn't have to be in his face like she was the one he was with.
Diana had no decorum.
This was embarrassing, she was in his face. Your man. She's in his face, smiling, laughing and touching him. This just didn't sit right with you.
You silently make you way back next to Michael while sipping your drink. He looked star struck while talking to her. It pissed you off but this wasn't the time of place. Diana finally took the time to look your way.
"Oh , here she is" the smug look she had on her face didn't make the way you felt about her any better.
"Diana , this is my girlfriend (name) and (name) this is Diana" Michael introduced the two of you like you didn't know who each other were.
"Oh I know who she is , I'll see you later Mikey " Diana turned on those worn out heels of hers and walked away.
You genuinely couldn't stand this bitch ,it's like she lived and breathed just to torment you.
"Why was she talking to you" Michael turned towards you with a confused look on his face, Mike couldn't understand the tension between you and Diana.
Though this was the first time you two met in person. Anytime Mike brung one of the other up in conversation nothing nice was ever said.
"She was just being polite, she came up and greeted me baby" the smile on his face calmed you down a little, you knew he meant no harm in speaking to the girl but it still made you feel a way
After a while of sitting with Michael while you nursed your drink, Diana decided to pop up and ruin your night and possibly your image.
She interrupted your conversation. She took a seat next to him not even acknowledging your presence at the table
"Mikey , you know , no matter how old you get , you will forever be my baby" you couldn't help but cringe.
You knew Michael would eat those words up, she really had the nerve to disrespect you in your face, you couldn't help but smile while sipping your drink that should've been long gone.
"Diana.." Michael started before she cut him off.
"Oh Mikey " she said as she patted his thigh, he quite literally shuttered from that. You rolled your eyes and let out a tired breath. You were about to get up until she decided to focus her attention on you. Bad idea for her.
"You know Michael use to tell everybody that he was gonna marry me one day " you knew this , everyone did. She was his silly ass crush.
"Hm I did, but it seems I'm the one with the ring" you smiled at her but it seems that didn't shut her up.
"Nobody really knows him like I do " you practically laughed in her face , she didn't like that. "Oh do you ?" The tone she spoke with wasn't nothing you were fond of.
"Of course, he loves me and you will never feel that because you will never be me"
Oh that set you off , you set your drink down gently.
"Baby , how about we just leave " leave ? Oh now he wanted to leave because his two loves were disagreeing with each other. You weren't going anywhere now.
"Be you ? Me ? Want to be you ? A old ass bitch preying on young men? Interesting " you looked her dead in her eye. She was backing down and neither were you.
People nearby started to slowdown their conversations. They lived for drama. Especially this, the king of pops girlfriend arguing with his lifetime crush.
Michael put his hands over his face.
"I'm just saying it's always gonna be me "
And with that comment you watched all of your patience fly out the window. You stood up and she did too.
By this time a crowd had already been formed, watching the two of you. "Can we all just stop, this is very awkward " you almost listened to your boyfriend until you felt a pair of hands shove you.
You turned around and shoved her back. Michael was terrified at this point. But the situation was beyond that
You were about to handle this old ass bitch
She grabbed your arm and before she could do anything else you hit her hard enough to make her think straight. The crowd around the two of you grew and Micheal couldn't see you guys anymore
You grabbed a handful of her hair and dragged her down, with her kicking, screaming and swinging at you it just made you more angry than you already were. The couple of hits she got on you weren't worth nothing
At this point you had the both of you on the floor with you on top of her, the punches you were throwing at her were genuinely nerve wracking to some of the people surrounding you. You didn't stop till you seen blood leaking from her.
You stood up once more and took her by the hair again and dragged her in front of the bar , picking up an empty glass you felt a pair of hand grab you from behind.
"(NAME) PLEASE STOP, LETS JUST GO" Michael sounded terrified, you let go of her hair and dropped the cup back onto the bar. You turned around and walked past him. He took a look at Diana "uhh she'll be okay " and quickly turned to follow you
The crowd ate all of that up , you knew it'd be front page news by tonight. But that didn't matter you were pissed she thought she had a one up on you.
Michael followed you outside to the small balcony. Your arms were crossed as you sat down in the chair out there. He sat beside you. The silence was taking over the both of you , until he spoke.
"I'm sorry " you looked at him calmly, "what are you sorry for " Micheal looked at you.
"For letting her disrespect you infront of me , she shouldn't have said those things to you " at this point you didn't care about any of that. You laughed
"It's fine Mike , she just needed to she her where her place was"
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Am I lowkey wrong for ending it there. Idk guys this might b ahhhh and it's short đŤ°đž ok bye.
âš from the start
michael jackson x black!reader
synopsis: you and micheal have been by each others side since you were kids. j*seph feels like youâre in the way of the familyâs success so he gives you an ultimatum, can you and michael survive it?
warnings: angst, j5/otw/thriller era, j*e jackson (i made him as evil as possible. i really really donât like him)
wc: 12.3k (this is a longgggg one)
a/n: this is based off the request: Hi can you make an MJ off the wall/thriller era fic with singer reader being 2 years younger than him but heâs always loved her. theyâve been friends since they were kids, & now lovers. Joe canât stand her even when she was a child because he swore she was taking him away from the group and making the boys not listen. Joe breaks them up & gives her an ultimatum. Michael is sad and angry at her but they meet each other again at a party & do the ending however but that would be cute.
(i almost turned this into 2 parts but decided against it. hopefully yâall stay all the way to the end!)
reader when joe opened the door:
but seriously, this was sooo well written! michaelâs confession really gave zekeâs confession to mylene. it was so sweet, and soo angsty. OBSESSED
this is actually frying tf outta me