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he just loves praising his baby (+18)
contains: softdom!jermajesty, p in v, dirty talk
A/N: I didnât mean to post this but here we are! Enjoy :)
the shared bedroom filled with nothing but pornographic whimpers, groans, moaning, and wet noises.
You two haven't seen each other in awhile especially with Jermajesty's new movie.
"This pussy squeezin me so good-- fuck" he groaned out, you clamped down on his cock from his words.
He chuckles at the reaction, "You like the way I talk about this pussy huh?" he asks licking the shell of your ear.
"Ye--ohhh" you end up moaning out from the overwhelming pleasure of your wet pussy getting hit at its sweet spot with each intimate thrust.
He hums in your ear, growing his relentless pace brushing your pussy. "such a pretty girl takin' this dick for me" he whispers in your ear.
Your head drops down from his shoulder, your hair covering your flustered face. "mm wanna see your face baby" he says swiping more hair to one side, exposing your facials and neck.
Jermajesty meeting his mouth to your neck. Laying nothing but open mouthed kisses, with long stride licks, as his pace continues it's relentlessness. "Majâbaby... oh jer jer" you moan out.
He chuckles at your loss of words, as you meet his thrusts, "yea you like when I get this deep? huh mama?" he says into your ear smirking.
"yes yes....love that dick so much baby" you reply fucking yourself back onto him faster. He pushes your back, deepening arch.
gaining a loud yell from the deeper position, "Oh shit this pussy is gonna be so full pretty baby" he says lifting his weight up off of you.
He brings one hand to your tit, massaging it while picking at the nipple, as the other hand becomes occupied with slapping your ass.
"Fuck keep throwing that beautiful ass on this dick pretty girl" he says giving your ass another slap. You whimper out at the pleasure.
"M-Maj baby, oh baby I'm so close. deeper please" you plead out, fucking yourself now in a sloppy rhythm revealing how close you were.
"Come on mama give it to me" he says, then leaning back to his original position, "Cream this dick baby" Jermajesty whispers in your ear.
His dirty words helping you release all over. You let out one last pornographic moan, as Jermajesty pumps you dry.
"Like that baby, I'm gonna fill you up" he says pumping into you getting to his release.
He soon empties himself into your hold, pulling out watching you two mixed together fall out of your hole. Jermajesty sliding one hand down , pushing more of where you two meet in your core.
You whimper at the contact, watching him bring his finger to his mouth, "just how I like it" he says bringing himself to the side of you, bringing you closer into his chest.
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jaafar canât keep his eyes off of you
the dress fit you perfectly, hugging every single curve just right, and jaafar was completely defenseless against it. you were standing by the mirror, checking your gloss and scrolling through your phone to double-check the time, completely obliviousâat firstâto the fact that he hadn't moved an inch in the last five minutes.
"did you get the confirmation text for eight or eight-thirty?" you asked, turning around to face him. "because if it's eight, we really need to beat the traffic downtown."
jaafar was leaning against the doorframe, his hands shoved casually into his pockets, but his gaze was entirely locked onto you. more specifically, he was fixated on the neckline of your dress. his eyes were dark, a slow, heavy smile tugging at the corner of his lips. he didn't even blink.
âbaby are you even listening? you sighed, folding your arms as you caught him red-handed. â jaafar, stop staring at my titties. letâs go.â
he blinked, finally looking up to meet your eyes, his grin widening into something incredibly shameless. he held his hands up in mock innocence. âsee i wasnât even looking, now you made me look. matter fact, letâs just stay in tonight.â
"jaafar, i'm serious," you laughed, stepping toward him, but the second you got close enough, his hands left his pockets and found your waist, pulling you flush against his chest.
"i'm serious too," he mumbled, leaning down to press a warm, lingering kiss right against your jawline, his hands sliding down to rest on your hips. "the reservation can wait. you look too good to leave the house anyway."
thinking thoughts.
thoughts being thought.
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iâve never been a particularly religious person, but oh, mike⌠you make me wanna believe thereâs a heaven. because i canât imagine a place more fitting for someone who spent so much of his life trying to make this world a little kinder.
you make me want to be gentler. braver. more hopeful. softer. you make me believe that goodness is never wasted; that even in the face of so much pain, love can outlive it.
itâs strange to grieve someone iâve never met. stranger to miss you as much as i do.
i wish the world had been gentler with you. kinder. i wish more people had seen your heart the way so many of us do.
iâve spent most of my life not knowing what i believe happens after weâre gone. but then i think of you, and i realize i need heaven to exist. i need to believe thereâs somewhere youâve been embraced instead of judged, understood instead of misunderstood, loved without conditions or expectations. i need to believe youâve finally found the peace this world never quite gave you.
so yes, for you, i believe in it.
thank you for every song, every smile, every lesson you left behind. thank you for reminding me that kindness matters, that love is always worth choosing, and that thereâs still beauty in believing in people.
before i go, thereâs something thatâs been on my mind on this particular day. a word in my native language. itâs called saudade.
people often translate it as âi miss youâ but that barely scratches the surface. saudade feels like love that refuses to disappear. itâs the warmth of beautiful memories living beside the ache of absence. itâs carrying someone with you, even when theyâre no longer here. itâs grief, gratitude, tenderness and longing, all existing simultaneously. itâs proof that love doesnât end just because someone is gone.
there isnât a word quite like it in any other language i know. and i donât think iâll ever find a better way to describe what i feel. thatâs what you are to me: saudade.
iâll cherish and carry you with me forever, angelface.
i hope youâre at peace.
i love you.
Off The Hook.
Pairings: Jermajesty x Reader
Genre(s): SMUT!!
Warnings: AGAIN SMUT!! (MDNI). Technical Exhibitionism. Fingering. No protection (donât be silly honey, wrap that willy). Fingering. Oral! (f. receiving). P in V sex. Big dick Jermajesty (hollup, workinâ with a monster!). Slight Switch!Jermajesty, Crying during sex (?) Jermajesty is a little shit.
Summary: Y/n gets a call at the worst possible time, and Jermajesty thinks it would be rude if she didnât answer.
W.C: 2.3k
Authorâs note: Hello again, my loves! Bee is working on clearing the drafts! This log is based on this request. I hope youâre hungry! Let me know what you think in the comments, reblog if you love it. As always, happy reading!
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such a perv ââââŕ¨ŕ§ââââ m. jackson
wc: 3k
coupling: michael jackson x fem!reader
era: off the wall
summary: you catch michael jerking off to one of your sexy little polaroid pics that he stole from your boyfriend's wallet. The sweet girl that you are, you decide to put him out his misery.
warnings: heavy smut with little plot, cheating, dom!reader, sub!michael, virgin!michael, creampie (sorry not sorry), f! oral receiving, m! oral receiving, michael is heavily inexperienced,
a/n: Iâve lowk been wanting to write something virgin michael based & this is what I came up with!! & also Iâve been in heat this week for some reason so fuck all that cute shit hereâs sumthin dirty xoxo
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jaafar x fem!reader
contains: smut, p in v, cowgirl, dirty talk
A/N: half of the reason Iâm late to work! Enjoy lovelies <3
âohhh bab-babyâ Jaafar groans out, his hands gripping on your hips as you grind on him slower.
You start to flip your ass up and down on his dick, watching his reaction bringing your mouth to his ear, âhmm I love how good your dick makes me feel Jâ you whisper in his ear.
Getting nothing but whimpers and squeals out of him, you begin to fasten your pace, his head falls back, mouth slightly open, brows furrowed together
âMmm JaafarâŚyou fill me up so gooddâ you say, hiding your bottom lip underneath your teeth, you feel him thrust up into you.
Your moans spill out against his ear. God he loves your moans, loves em so much he just has to keep thrusting up, âOh yesâbaby right there yes fuckâ you spill out.
Bring your lips to his neck, giving pecks then opened mouth kisses, âmm baby you feel so tightâ he moans out.
You moan in response, he begins to speed up his thrusts, each one gaining more squelching and moans that fill up your shared bedroom.
âJaafar, oh Jaafar, baby itâs so deep..â you moan out, your head falling in the crook of his neck, slightly watching your ass jiggle from the relentless thrusts.
âYea? My girl gonna cum soon?â He asks looking down at you. He then slows his thrusts and brings a hand down to your clit.
Rubbing slowly, watching your face scrunch up from the pleasure, you nod at his question, âfuck fuck yes!â you yell out.
He starts to speed up again, bringing a hand down to your ass cupping it, âlet it go for me angelâ he whispers in your ear.
Your last ounce of control, releasing immediately, âJaafar!â the only thing you moan out from your release.
âThatâs it darlingâ he says slowing his pace down as he empties you completely dry just to fill you up with his own release.
Š. jermajestysbaby
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hittin my phone (+18)
summary: you receive a little present by jermajesty as his older sisterâs best friend
contains: nudes, dirty talk,
A/N: I hope you guys like this! I rushed this so badlyyy (sorry), enjoy!
You sat at your best friend Genevieve's couch, as her son squirms underneath her touch as she tries to get him changed.
Jola trying to crawl out of her touch, "ah-ah" Genevieve yells slightly bringing her son back into her embrace.
"aww gen just let him play real quick" you say getting the puppy eye dog eyes from Jola.
Genevieve shakes her head in a 'no' manner, "unt uh if he been wearing the same clothes for the past two days" she replies to you, watching Jola instantly leaving her embrace.
Jola running up into your hands smiling, "auntie!!!" he yells out, as you pick him up playfully bringing his back to the couch.
You instantly tickle him all around, while giving him playful pecks all over his chubby cheeks. "ahhh! mama she's getting me" he screams out, reaching for Genevieve.
She laughs at his desperation, the laughter soon dies down when you receive multiple texts from your phone, you look down at the name.
⎠Jer â¤ď¸: I miss you pretty baby
⎠Jer â¤ď¸: miss that pretty pussy
⎠Jer â¤ď¸: come over please
You look down at the explicit texts with a somewhat composed yet shocked face. "You good girl?" Genevieve asks you, as she folds the rest of clothes in the hamper.
You blink your eyes coming out of the deep thought and upcoming wetness that's coming to your core.
"Yea imâg-good" you cough out, bringing your legs together, Geneivieve watches your demeanor go from so goofy to cheesing like a little fangirl.
"Ohh I know what it is" she says chuckles out, walking over to pick up Jola. You clear your throat, "what in the world do you think it is" now becoming interested in her theories.
You've been sneaking around with your best friend's brother for nearly five months. You know you should tell her, Jermajesty constantly bringing up the idea but you shutting it down due to the age gap.
Not that the age gap was so bad but you just somewhat was scared to hear what others said.
"Ms thang got a lil boo thang that's what I think it is" she smirks at you turning around to take her son to his bedroom. Leaving you laughing nervously around the edges.
⎠you: hi baby
⎠you: I miss you too jer
you watch the three bubbles pop up then disappear, "well dang girl he got you hooked" Gen says to you re-entering the living room.
You roll your eyes out of amusement, "girl bye no he doesn't" you say, as you feel your phone vibrate from another text message from you.
Your legs close again from the humming of your phone, "yea you take care of that girl" your best friend says walking back into the hallway hands occupied with the hamper of newly folded clothes.
You nod watching her disappear, bringing your attention back on your phone, you open the texts to be nothing but two visuals of jermajesty's, a photo showing his veiny length, dripping with pre-cum.
A video, revealing his need for your body by wrapping his hand around his long length, jerking in a slow and steady, allowing you to see each and every vein and crevice disappear against his hand.
"Ohâfu-fuck baby miss that pretty face of yours" he moans out as he continues his pleasure. You continue watching, feeling your panties becoming soaked.
"want that tight pusâ" "I'm back....you good?" Genevieve asks you watching your fully focused face on your phone to you immediately turning it off.
"No yea im good, listen I gotta go" you say getting up gathering your things. You feel your best friend gaze linger on you. "Make sure to use protection" she says watching you open the front door.
You look back at her, rolling you eyes once again because she always knows somehow. "Of course love ya!" you say before walking out the door.
Your attention brought back to your phone once more. Texting Jermajesty once more before entering your car.
⎠you: omw needy boy
Š. jermajestysbaby
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doing the laughing loud after telling a joke prank
Pairing: Michael x reader
Content: doing the laughing loud after telling a joke trend!
A/n: why am I laughing while making this
Another day, another TikTok challenge, or "Tiktack" as Michael loved to call it. This time it was telling a joke and then laughing as crazy and as loud as possible.
Perfect.
âBabe, why didn't the toilet paper cross the road?â You lay against the pillow, your phone sitting at the perfect angle in your hands, capturing Michael sitting at the edge of the bed, sliding his slippers off.
âUh,â he looked up, placing his finger on his chin, like he was genuinely thinking before speaking again. âUm, because it couldn't roll?â The confusion in his voice was pure gold as his face matched the confusion in his voice.
âNo, because it got stuck in the crack!â Immediately you laughed loudly, your voice echoing throughout the room, as Michael sat frozen, hesitantly laughing like he always did when he didn't particularly care for something, but you didn't stop. In fact, you laughed louder, before your real laugh came out at the fact that Michael's eyes were nearly the size of saucers, his mouth hung open because he was both confused and concerned for you.
âWhat was that?â
âWhat? I was laughing at the joke.â
âPlease don't laugh anymore.â
âOh.â
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you and jermajesty met at the club surprisingly. jermajesty jackson was never a club guy. he actually hated the club. it was suffocating. he only came out that night because his boys practically dragged him out of the house. he was perfectly content sitting in the corner of their VIP section, nursing a drink and wishing he was back in his room with his monitors glowing.
then he saw you.
you were the brightest thing in the room. gunnaâs âp powerâ was blasting through the speakers, the heavy beat rattling the glass in his hand, and you were right in the thick of it.
BABY, BE MINE .á ââ .⌠thrad!michael x black!reader
Your fiancĂŠ Michael takes you shopping because why not?!
Warnings: just cutesy fluff, kisses and more kisses, & heâs very silly.
âOkay, what about this one?â You ask, smoothing your hands down the baby pink dress as you turn toward the mirror in the dressing room.
You and Michael were at the mall today! Wellâ this evening, since he made sure it was vacant so the two of you could spend some alone time together.
Michael looks up at you from the mini couch in the dressing room, a smile on his face. âThatâs very pretty, baby. Even prettier on you.â His eyes running over your figure in the mirror.
You smile, getting so hot and bothered, you canât help the way your face heats up.
Youâre giggling to yourself out of pure appreciation for Michael. You loved him so much; you donât know what youâd do without that man.
âThank you, stink,â you turn toward him, showing him the full view of the front of the dress now.
The spaghetti straps, the bustier bralette that practically makes your cleavage sit up perfectly, the way the dress hugs your body, and the little lacy ruffles at the ends.
âYou think..the cleavage is too much?â You question, running your hands over your chest and down youâre body with a sigh.
Michael just sits there for a second, staring you down through his Wayfarers as he rests his back against the wall.
âNo,â he answers simply. âItâs cute on you mama, get it. Put it with the other dresses on the rack.â He gestures to the rack thatâs literally overflowing next to the mirror.
âYouâve been saying yes to every dress Iâve shown you Michael, sâtoo much!â You throw your arms to your sides with a grin.
He hums, hands rubbing against his thighs. âYeah? You look good in everything baby. Sâyour fault.â He teases. âI really like that one. Itâs so pretty,â he blinks, eyes roaming you again.
âPretty please get it?â He tilts his head, eyes going back to yours.
No other man would be this excited for you to spend his money like this. Nobody but Michael.
You let out a soft sigh, so content with him. âYou so sweet, Mike,â a smile gracing your face as you walk over to stand between his legsâhis hands immediately flying up to hold your waist, feeling you and the fabric.
He pulls you closer toward him, looking up at you as he bites his lips.
âCmere,â he says softly as he pulls you down just enough to bring a kiss to your lips. And then your cheek, then the other, then your neck, then your lips again.
You giggle, squirming a bit. âStop it!â you squeal, smile big as ever.
âMm-nn.â He chuckles, shaking his head as he kisses your lips forreal this time, a hand cradling your face.
You pull away for a second, thinking about how Michael loves to just spoil you with no hesitation. Not even spoiling you, just taking care of you without second guessing it, and finding enjoyment in his lady just being beautiful.
âOkay, okay,â you huff playfully. âIâll get it. I was going to anyway.â You roll your eyes.
Michael snickers, happy that you finally confirmed that youâll get it. âGood.â
You fully pull away, starting to take the dress off, but Michaelâs pulling you back. âWait, wait, gimme another one..â he murmurs, hand around your wrist.
You let out a sigh of fake defeat, practically melting as you look at him. âMichael..â You smile stupidly, intertwining his hands with yours.
âPlease baby? Just one more..â he begs, pulling you back between his legs and into another kiss. âSâone more, I promise..â he mutters against your lips; more so like heâs convincing himself.
You whine into the kiss happily, about to get carried away before Michael pulls back. âOkay,â he smirks. âAll done.â
âSuch a tease..â You shake your head with a soft huff, very flustered as you start to take the dress off and begin to put your clothes back on.
When itâs time to pay out front, the two of you keep laughing and running away from each other in the store, Michaelâs hands full of the outfits you tried on.
âOkay stop so I can pay!â His smile bright as he jukes your hand that was close to grazing his neck, and walking up to the cashier putting the clothes down on the counter.
You let out a soft huff as you calm down, standing right next to him as he pays; like some kid waiting for candy. You watch the total continue to go up as the cashier rings everything up, Michael not flinching even once at the price.
Good thing it was all cute!
âBaby,â you call out, looking over at him. âHm?â he responds as he pulls his card out.
You just stare at him for a moment, soft smile on your lips. âI love you so much.â Eyes falling back on his. You can see the way his eyes sparkle and the way his face heats up with admiration.
âI love you too, my lady.â He replies softly, planting a kiss on your cheek. âMore than youâll ever know.â He smiles, bringing your hand up to kiss the heart shaped diamond on your finger.
You canât help it once you start to pepper his face with a bunch of kisses, hooking your arm with his as the bags are handed to you two.
But he asks Bill to carry them. Along with the other girly bags he was currently holding that belonged to you.
The three of you walk out the shop, looking around before Michael points to Victoriaâs Secret further down the mall.
âIf I get there before you, I get to pick what lingerie you get,â Michael bets, glancing over at you as you two walk.
âHm. Okay.â You grin. âBut if I win,â you point. âI get as many pieces as I want.â Eyes gleaming with mischief.
âFine.â He shrugs with fake nonchalance before instantly sprinting off.
You gasp, immediately following after him. âMichael!â You shout. âYou cheated, you didnât count down!â You exclaim as you laugh.
He laughs as he runs, glancing back at you. âWhatever, bighead! You just slow!â He teases.
Bill watches you two run off like some kids, sighing as he stops in his tracks. âDamn bags heavy as hell.â He huffs, shaking his head before continuing to follow close behind.
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a funny intrusion
summary: you and jermajestyâs intense late-night hookup on the living room sofa is cut short when randy and jaafar, walk in for a post-game football hangout.
contains: little porn and little plot, pinv, caught in the act, walk-in/accidental intrusion, public/living room setting, idk tbh
notes: another request !!! kinda rushed on this one, only took 3 hours
the living room clock glowed a faint 2:14 AM. by all logical metrics, sunday night football had ended hours ago, but you and jermajesty were currently locked in a post-game ritual of your own that had absolutely nothing to do with touchdowns.
you were gripped tightly against the edge of the plush sofa, knees sunk into the cushions, completely surrendered to the rhythm he was driving into you from behind. jermajestyâs hands were clamped firmly on your hips, his fingers digging into your skin to hold you down in place as he thrusted deep, relentless thrusts that had you gripping the back of the couch for dear life.
âjer... pleaseâ you whimpered, your voice catching in your throat as he hit that perfect, agonizingly good spot again and again.
âcome on baby you can take this dickâ he said before he pulled back and drove in again, even harder. the friction was dizzying, a heavy, wet heat building between your thighs that made your head spin. every time you thought you couldn't take the sheer depth of him, his grip would tighten, his chest pressing flat against your back as he leaned over you, whispering filthy, breathless praise into your ear.
âlook at you, taking it so well," he panted, his breath hot against your skin. âtell me how it feels babyâ âfuck itâs so deep!â you cried out
he shifted his angle slightly, lifting your hips higher. the change in depth made your vision go blurry. you let out a loud, uninhibited moan, your fingers clawing at the couch. jermajesty caught his breath, the sound of your pleasure clearly pushing him over the edge. he picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming faster, more frantic, and completely sloppy. yu were completely caught up in the friction, the heavy weight of him behind you, and the impending wave of an orgasm that was just seconds away from shattering you.
Click.
The sound of the front door deadbolt turning was remarkably loud, but in your haze of pure, unadulterated bliss, it barely registered.
âI'm telling you, Jaafar, the stats don't lie. If they don't fix the offensive line by next week, the season is fuckedâ Randyâs voice boomed cheerfully as the heavy oak door swung wide open.
âMan, shut up, the defense is the real issue,â Jaafar countered, stepping into the apartment right behind him, holding a half-empty six-pack of beer. âAnyway, Jermajesty said he left the door unlocked so-â
jaafar froze mid-sentence. randy, who was busy taking off his jacket, bumped right into his brother's back.
âwhat are you stopping for, move your-â
randy looked over haafarâs shoulder, and the words died instantly in his throat.
in the dim light of the television screen, the scene on the couch was fully illuminated. you were still arched, frozen mid-whimper, and breathless while jermajesty was awkwardly stopped mid-thrust, his hands still securely glued to your hips.
for three agonizing seconds, the only sound in the apartment was the heavy, ragged breathing of you and jermajesty, mixed with the quiet hum of the refrigerator.
jaafar slowly lowered the six-pack. his eyes were wide, blinking rapidly as his brain tried to process the anatomy currently on display.
âwell damnâ
randy immediately slapped a hand over his own eyes, though his fingers were comically parted so he could still see. âyo! What the hell! itâs sunday night football rotation night! we agreed on your apartment, Jer!â
jermajesty, to his credit, didn't immediately pull out, probably out of sheer shock. he just stared at his brothers, his face flushing a deep, mortified red. âItâs... itâs two in the morning, randy! the game ended three fucking hours ago!â
âYeah, but we went to the diner to talk about the draft picks!â Randy shouted, turning his back completely now, though he was shaking with a mix of horror and laughter. âand we came back for the analysis! your the host this week! you can't just be... hosting this on the main couch!â
You buried your burning face into a couch cushion, wishing the it would open up and swallow you whole. âjermajesty, pull outâ you squeaked into the pillow, your voice muffled.
âright. right, sorryâ Jermajesty muttered, finally retreating with a distinct, wet sound that made jaafar groan and look at the ceiling. jermajesty frantically grabbed the throw blanket from the floor, tossing it entirely over you to cover you up before pulling his own pants up with olympic-level speed.
âweâre leavingâ naafar announced loudly, raising his hands in defeat and backing toward the door. âweâre leaving right now. I am never sitting on that couch againâ
âjust lock the door on your way out!â jermajesty yelled back, rubbing his temples, his adrenaline crashing hard.
âweâre taking the beer!â randy yelled from the hallway, already halfway out. âand next week, we're watching the game at a the bar! no exceptions!â
the front door slammed shut, followed by the definitive sound of the lock clicking back into place. yhe living room fell dead silent again. uou slowly peeked out from under the throw blanket, looking up at jermajesty, whose hair was a wild mess and whose face was still incredibly red.
he looked down at you, let out a long, exhausted sigh, and then a small smirk cracked across his lips. âwell... they're goneâŚ.round 2?"
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Summer Remains.
Pairings: Jaafar x Reader
Genre(s): HEAVY ANGST.
Warnings: Unrequited love. Hanahaki Disease (OG fave angst trope). There is no happy ending; do not look for one. Implied MAJOR character death.
Summary: A logged entry from y/nâs journal.
W.C: 1.3k
Authorâs Note: Hey lovies! I know, I knowww. It's been a lil minute, but Bee's back! I was in the mood to pull some heartstrings, so thatâs what this is. Let me know what you think in the comments, reblog if you love it. As always, happy reading! All credit for the moodboard goes to @siighrns
- Love, B đ¤
⪠The Archive.
Bebe's Kids
Dad!Michael Jackson X Black!Reader
Pairing: Dad!Michael Jackson X Wife!Black!Reader
Summary: 2 times the Jackson children tried their momma... the one time she let them know she's not their friend
WC: 1,116
Warnings: Prince causing chaos, the kids tried it, Mike saying yes ma'am, don't ask how they her babies, just know they her babies!!
Note: Calling all agents, another fic has been posted. I know it's late but I got a bit busy...my bad also the Biopic let's celebrate yallll N E WAYZ, again take it easy because 𩴠I donât playâŚ
Neverland Ranch- The Brownie Incident
It was a calm Saturday morning in Neverland when something in you said to get up, sit up, and wonder why it just seemed a little too calm when you prepared to get out of bed. Getting ready to walk to the bathroom to do your morning routine
CRAAASHHH
Running out the bedroom door and down the stairs, you run into the kitchen where you see your three kids looking crazy with a giant mess around them. Not even realizing you were standing there, Paris and Prince were bickering while your youngest blanket was standing watching, chewing on said blanket in hand. â Prince, look at what you did!â Paris said getting mad at the bowl of flour that he knocked off the counter. Huffing at his sister, â I didnât want to.â
Blanket finally spotting you, toddles over, wrapping his arm around your leg, âMama.â Picking him up as the other two turn around with big eyes, gasping as they realize they were caught. Taking a deep breath, â Now how many times have I told y'all not to play in my kitchen without me here?â looking at them. Getting no replies from either â Iâm sorry, am I speaking to myself?!â snapping your fingers â guys, my kitchen is a mess, I need answers. Where is your daddy? First off?âÂ