I canāt stand Zionist for obvious reasons but we need to honest with ourselves and acknowledge the fact that the Jaafar fans (and some Jackson family fans in general) simply do not like like that girl because sheās with him! Letās call a spade a spade! They donāt give a fuck about the suffering of Palestinians or the genocide happening. Theyāre just using that as an excuse to be mean and itās weird and itās nasty spirited and Iām sick of it! If I try to doom scroll through funny videos of Jaafar and Jermajesty on TikTok or Insta then I see some shit popping up where theyāre harassing this girl and for what??? You call them out on it and they point out sheās a Zionist. Acting like they had a chance to begin with! Living out some weird mean girl fantasies. Itās seriously irritating asf and so far Iāve managed to avoid it but Iām so serious it better not start happening over here or imma show mfs real cyber bullying and being meanā¦..anyways lemme take my pissed ass to bed I got work in 3 hours
Iām never thirsting over Michael with my irl friends ever again. She feeding my delusions saying we woulda been cute together and shit just to end it with ājust two neurodivergent freaky frogsāā¦ā¦.bitch go to the HOTTEST part of hellššš
Iām not calling anyone specific out and Iām not really angry cuz this feels more like a pet peeve but I need people to start understanding that while a fandom may like the same person/thing they donāt all act the same way. You canāt be upset with how fans act on platform then go post about it on another platform speaking to the fandom there as if theyāre the ones that have done it. Thats a whole different group babes! Canāt generalize this fandom shit lmaoš cuz I promise you Iām not as funny as the TikTok fans and Iām not a detective like the Instagram fans. I came to read and look at mood boards thatās it! Anyways love yāall!!!š«¶š¾
Time travel!fic where Michael knows reader isnt from his time but before reader can even think to help Michael with anything he begs them to tell him Princeās songs cuz he be damned if he let God give any ideas to Prince!!!
ok I was hoping to not make a post like this. I recently discovered a page, okay writing, blah blah blah, but then I was made aware that they had created a fanfic based off Jaafar, Jermaiesty, and the reader. Engaging in a threesome. Let's be made aware that Jaafar and Jermaiesty are related by blood, same father, same mother. Even if they were step brothers, the two of them engaging in sexual activities would be illegal. Now, yes, it's writing, but this is still considered disgusting and taboo. Writing can also just be words but it can never cease to make people uncomfortable. Mainly, what if Jaafar and Jermajesty had discovered this? Do we realize that's disgusting? Again, blood brothers. They are related. The fic itself I'm gonna choose not to comment on, but I will say that author put a warning for "implied incest" but had also said they weren't related when they wrote it. It doesn't matter. They are gonna be related no matter what universe.
Unfortunately I think some people would think Iām just talking out my ass, but hereās the fic that was written. You can also check out the comment that I made, and the authorās response.
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jaafar, jermajesty jackson x reader
warnings: one sided love, smut as in HEAVY smut, IMPLIED
I'm honestly glad someone said it because I had the exact same reaction.
People are free to write whatever they want, and other people are free to criticize it. Those two things can exist at the same time. Personally, I find this completely disgusting. Jafaar and Jermajesty are not fictional characters. They are real people. They are real brothers. They share the same mother and father. That's what makes this especially uncomfortable to me.
A lot of the defenses I see for incest content are things like, "it's fictional" or "they're not real." I don't agree with those defenses in the first place. Whether something is fictional or not doesn't suddenly make incest any less disgusting to me. But those arguments can't even be used here because we're talking about actual human beings. These are real people, real brothers, and real family members being placed into an incestuous sexual scenario. They aren't fictional characters that someone made up for a story.
What also bothers me is how quickly some people try to brush it off as harmless because it's fanfiction. Fanfiction doesn't suddenly remove all criticism from something. People are still allowed to look at a concept and say, "Yeah, that's weird and makes me uncomfortable." And I think most people would have that reaction if they found out someone was writing sexual content involving real-life siblings.
I also think people don't stop and consider how disturbing this would be if Jafaar or Jermajesty themselves ever came across it. Imagine finding fanfiction that depicts you and your actual brother in a sexual relationship. Most people would be horrified by that. Whether someone thinks they'll ever see it or not isn't really the point. The point is that these are real people being used in a scenario that involves incest between real-life family members. I can't imagine many people being comfortable with discovering that kind of content about themselves and their sibling.
The "they aren't related in this universe" argument doesn't work for me either. They're still brothers. Changing the setting doesn't change who the people are. At the end of the day, the story is still using two real-life siblings and putting them into a sexual situation together.
I don't think it's unreasonable to find that disturbing, taboo, and inappropriate. In fact, I think it's a pretty normal reaction. There are millions of possible story ideas and relationship dynamics to explore without involving real-life blood relatives. This is one of those things that crosses a line for me, and I completely understand why people are uncomfortable with it because I am too.
And to the people in the comments trying to defend this or come up with reasons why it isn't disgusting: y'all are incredibly odd to me. I'm sorry, but I genuinely do not understand how someone can look at a fanfiction involving two real-life biological brothers in a sexual situation and think, "Yeah, this is fine." If anything, the people bending over backwards to justify it concern me almost as much as the person who sat down and wrote it.
What gets me is that this wasn't some accidental thing. Someone had the idea, opened a document, spent time writing it, continued writing it, and at no point stopped and thought, "Maybe writing sexual content about two real-life brothers is a bad idea." That's what makes it so bizarre to me.
And again, can you imagine if Jaafar or Jermajesty actually came across it? Imagine hearing that people are writing fanfiction about you, getting curious, downloading Tumblr, and then finding a graphic story pairing you with your own brother. Most people would be horrified. I know I would be. I'd probably delete every social media app I had and never want to look at the internet again. That's not a normal thing to discover about yourself.
People wonder why celebrities sometimes avoid fan spaces or want nothing to do with fandom culture. Content like this is exactly the kind of thing that would make someone run in the opposite direction. I genuinely cannot imagine being in their position and finding that kind of story about myself and a family member. The thought alone is disturbing.
Another thing that bothers me is that content like this makes entire fandoms look bad. Most fans are normal people who just want to share their interests, talk about music, write stories, make edits, and connect with other fans. Then someone comes along and writes something involving real-life brothers in an incestuous sexual relationship, and suddenly that's the kind of thing outsiders associate with the fandom.
It's frustrating because people often wonder why fanfiction communities get mocked or why fandom spaces have such a bad reputation. Stuff like this is part of the reason. The average person is not going to separate that content from the rest of the fandom. They're just going to see it and think, "What is wrong with these people?" It reflects badly on everyone else who is just trying to enjoy their interests in a normal way.
At this point this reblog is getting ridiculously long, but the more I think about it, the more points I have to add about why this is so disgusting.
Another thing that bothers me is how some people act like this is just another ship that people can casually disagree with. It isn't. The more people normalize content like this, the more they start treating it as if it's just another fandom preference instead of acknowledging how disturbing the premise actually is.
What worries me is how quickly people jump from "I don't personally like it" to "there's nothing wrong with it." Those are two completely different positions. There are plenty of things that I don't engage with that I can still understand why other people enjoy. This is not one of them. This isn't a matter of taste to me. This is a story built around two real-life brothers being put into a sexual relationship.
I think some people become so desensitized to shocking content that they stop seeing how bizarre it sounds to the average person. If you walked up to someone outside of fandom spaces and explained this concept to them, most people's immediate reaction would probably be, "Why would anyone write that?" The fact that that is such a common reaction should tell people something.
And honestly, the more I think about it, the more I keep coming back to the same question: why? Not "why are people criticizing it?" Not "why are people uncomfortable?" The answer to those questions is pretty obvious. My question is why this idea seemed appealing in the first place. Out of everything someone could write, why this? That's the part I genuinely cannot understand.
Another thing that keeps bothering me is that people only seem to focus on Jafaar and Jermajesty themselves, but they're not the only people involved here. They have an entire family. Imagine being a parent, a sibling, a cousin, or a close friend and finding out that strangers on the internet are writing incestuous stories about your family members. That's disturbing too. There are actual families attached to these individuals, and I think people forget that when they create content like this.
Something else I can't get past is the fact that this isn't even necessary. What exactly does making them brothers in a sexual relationship add to the story that couldn't be accomplished another way? There are endless relationship dynamics someone could write about. There are millions of story ideas available. So when someone specifically chooses two real-life biological brothers, I can't help but wonder why. What was the appeal? What was the creative goal? Because from where I'm standing, all it does is make the concept more disturbing.
And then there's the fact that once something is put online, it doesn't just disappear. People act like it's no big deal because it's fanfiction, but internet content has a way of sticking around. Posts get archived, reposted, screenshotted, and shared. Imagine searching your own name one day out of curiosity and finding explicit incestuous content written about you and your sibling. That's not something you can just unsee. The fact that there's even a possibility of that happening makes this whole thing even more uncomfortable to me.
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No fr letās not cross into that territory please cuz Iāve seen it happen with TOO many fandoms and it already freaks me out with fictional characters. Weāre not about to do this with real people who are related in any way.
Bro imagine being a yung ho while being friends with Michael AND Chris. Just the funniest and most random trio cuz you have the King of Pop, a hilarious comedian who played iconic roles, and then a pretty young lit bitch with a wild mouth. Tbh I wouldnāt be able to keep it platonic Iād need them to take me to the Eiffel Tower at least once! Idk! Iām horny and they look good!
Imagine being Mature!Michaelās controversially young boyfriend!
Double the controversy for obvious reasons but he loves you and protects you from the media as much as he can. But because of the hassle I feel like he would also spoils you as much as he can to make up for it. He literally canāt help it. Youāre his baby, his pretty boy! You just look so cute when you stop in the middle of your rant about the paps when he holds out the bags for you! Watches, sneakers, cologne, suits, anything! You like grillz? You about to have so many custom pieces that the public will never see your actual teeth again. Chains? Rappers start asking you who your jeweler is. Also if you were part of the ballroom community best believe he would come to the balls and even learn a few moves from you! You have him so wrapped around your finger that people often have to go to you to get him to do something.
āMr. Jackson we were all wondering if we could tell us your favorite things about touring?ā
āI hate touring. Itās a frustrating and draining process.ā
āMichaelā¦baby be more positive please?ā
āI love to tour!ā
But at the same time your love struck ass finds everything he does amazing and hilarious. He breathes and has you laughing like Zendaya was laughing at Tom. Like you never get over your crush on him during your relationship.
āOh my-Michael you smell so good! I could hug you all day long.ā
mature/history era!michael x young!mean!girlfriend!reader
tw|| age gap, mean girl behavior, raunchy talk, slight hints of immaturity, mean!reader may not even know the meaning of pr training let alone have it, Michael tries putting his foot down but mean!reader keeps it elevated, and the use of the n-word (Iāve never felt the need to say it before but all my stuff is written with a black reader in mind)
el oh el so this is nothing like the sneak peakā¦yeah so ya girl smoked and then saw a picture of diana of twitter and got triggered and made thisā¦enjoy!
You sat next to Michael with your legs crossed and the most bored expression a person could muster up as a production team walked around doing final adjustments. An interviewer sat in front of the two of you having final touches of make up put on while someone from sound checked his Mike. A deep sigh left your lips again causing people to nervously glance at you which fueled even more irritation but you didnāt have a chance to dwell on that as you felt a pinch on your black tights covered thigh.
āOw! Why you do that?ā You looked at Michael with a confused face and a tiny pout.
He leaned closer to you, āfix your face and stop huffing.ā He wore a smile but his tone left no room for arguingā¦not that you wouldnāt try.
As you sat up straighter and put on a small smile you mumbled, āI wouldnāt have to fix anything if someone checked grandma.ā
The makeup artist passing by snorted softly and Michael cut his eyes at you making you in turn mirror his side eye and tilt your head challenging him to say something. When he looked away shaking his head and trying to hide his smile you grinned smugly in victory.
The crew maneuvered off the set and just left you, Michael, and the interviewer who tapped a small stack of cards on his thigh.
āHello!ā He says as he was signaled start, āIām here with Michael Jackson and (Name) (Last Name). How are you two doing today?ā
Michael answered positively first and you followed after though his āgreat!ā Seemed a tad more earnest than yours.
Noticing your lack of enthusiasm the interviewer cleared his throat and moved on, āWell you two are certainly the talk of the town! You two and Diana Ross that is. Would we be able to ask a few questions and clear some things up about what happened at the World Music Awards after party?ā
āAsk away. Weād rather the information came from us than rumors.ā Michaelās hand finding your knee as you began to lightly bounce your leg. You eventually settle for crossing one knee over the other.
āOkay, letās start with a simple one. What started all of this? Was it because of Diana sitting in his lap?ā
Before Michael could even fix his mouth to speak you let out a quick bark of laughter, āIām sorry. I just-ā¦like thatās obviously what started it? Who would be okay with another woman sitting in their manās lap?ā You squinted and tilted your head as if calling the man stupid without verbally saying it.
āSo itās accurate to say you were upset with Diana before the after party?ā
You shrugged, āyeah but I was more so mad at this nigga-oops!ā You covered your mouth with wide eyes.
Michael slowly closed his eyes and sighed already picture the lecture his team is going to give him about your lack of PR training, ā(Name)ā¦.ā
āIām sorry! Honest! I didnāt mean to say that!ā You giggled sounding very unapologetic.
The interviewer nervously laughed, āummā¦w-weāll cut that outā¦ā
āThank you! Now what was I saying? Oh yeah!ā You flipped your braids over your shoulder, āI was more mad at Michael than her.ā
The man across from the two of you quirked a brow, āyou were mad with him? Why?ā
You blinked and let your eyes dart around looking for the manās brain. āBecause he was just sitting there laughing like it was cute and funny?ā¦.it wasnāt.ā You spoke slowly as if it were obvious.
Picking up on your tone the man stumbled to back his reasoning for the question, āYes-I mean no itās not funny. Itās just many women tend to be more angry with the other woman than-ā
āSheās not the other woman! Sheās just an old friend!ā A slightly frantic voice stepped in.
You turned to face Michael, āoh we know! Thatās a real old friend. Yāall go waaay back and all that going back got you cussed out.ā
He squinted and smiled through your sass, āyouāve got jokes today.ā
He received a sarcastic smile back.
The interviewer reined things back in.
āSo itās being said things got physical at the partyā¦ā the interviewer trailed off as he was met with a pair of quirked brows and confused faces.
āWhat? Never! Thatās all b.s. They just exchanged words.ā Michael said in an exasperated tone as he waved his hand.
āSo Diana didnāt fall into the drink tower and onto the floor?ā
You nodded, āno she did! I just didnāt do it. Didnāt have to. That was the universe letting her know how sick of her ass it is.ā
ā(Name) pleaseā¦ā
āWhat? Iām telling the truth! She was being rude to me the entire night and was clinging to you like you were gonna help her cross the street. Her disrespect was as loud as her hair and it turns out me and karma was tired of it.ā You shrugged trying to hold in a laugh, ākarma just went the physical route with checking her.ā
The interviewer nodded and shifted. Almost leaning in to catch all the drama, āShe was rude to you? In what ways?ā
You scoffed, āShe was talking to Mike and it was like I didnāt even exist. Even when he tried to include me she ignored me.ā
You saw a grimace make its way to Michaelās face, āIāll admit. I was angry with Diana for that. It felt like childish bullying so I cut the conversation short. I wasnāt going to allow that sort of behavior towards (Name).ā
Your hand finding his as a girlish giddy bubble of pride formed in your chest.
āIf the conversation was cut short how did we end up here? Who confronted who?ā
āWe were leaving because I finished my fourth drink and wanted to celebrate with Michael in be-ā you yelped after receiving another pinch.
āSheās joking!ā Michael was flushed and nervously giggling.
You looked into the nearest camera and shook your head. Then your attention was back on the interviewer, āas we were leaving we walked past her talking with someone. She made sure to tell the woman she was speaking to that she wouldnāt be caught dead in what I was wearing.ā Your expression then slowly shifted and it looked like you were reminiscing about a happy memory from your childhood, āso I called her an old bitch and said she might be dead soon anyway so she shouldnāt worry about what was on my body and not on hers.ā
Time seemed to pause as the interviewer and crew processed what you what. The man glanced down at the cards he held but was at a loss. āI-Iā¦ummā¦.ā
You spoke up again with a smile and shrug, āI guess she didnāt like that because she came rushing over at us but she tripped over someoneās dress and fell into the drink tower!ā You bursted out laughing.
Michael shook his head trying to hide his smile and act disappointed as he thought of Dianaās fall. āHer behavior was distasteful but someone falling isnāt funny (Name). She could have gotten seriously hurt.ā He attempted to chastise you.
You look at him dumbfounded with your jaw dropped, āoh my-stop! Youāre not about to act like you didnāt find it funny. You laughed before I did!ā
āLies. You were too drunk to remember it right baby. Youāre making things up.ā
So since Iāve posted mean!young!gf and itās different than the original draft should I just make another part or possibly even a small series for mean!young!gf? Cuz while the other version isnāt finished itās completely different and Iām tempted to finish it cuz she gets out in her place more in itšā¦.
mature/history/dangerous era!michael x young!mean!girlfriend!reader
tw|| age gap, mean girl behavior, raunchy talk, slight hints of immaturity, mean!reader may not even know the meaning of pr training let alone have it, Michael tries putting his foot down but mean!reader keeps it elevated, and the use of the n-word (Iāve never felt the need to say it before but all my stuff is written with a black reader in mind)
el oh el so this is nothing like the sneak peakā¦yeah so ya girl smoked and then saw a picture of diana of twitter and got triggered and made thisā¦enjoy!
You sat next to Michael with your legs crossed and the most bored expression a person could muster up as a production team walked around doing final adjustments. An interviewer sat in front of the two of you having final touches of make up put on while someone from sound checked his Mike. A deep sigh left your lips again causing people to nervously glance at you which fueled even more irritation but you didnāt have a chance to dwell on that as you felt a pinch on your black tights covered thigh.
āOw! Why you do that?ā You looked at Michael with a confused face and a tiny pout.
He leaned closer to you, āfix your face and stop huffing.ā He wore a smile but his tone left no room for arguingā¦not that you wouldnāt try.
As you sat up straighter and put on a small smile you mumbled, āI wouldnāt have to fix anything if someone checked grandma.ā
The makeup artist passing by snorted softly and Michael cut his eyes at you making you in turn mirror his side eye and tilt your head challenging him to say something. When he looked away shaking his head and trying to hide his smile you grinned smugly in victory.
The crew maneuvered off the set and just left you, Michael, and the interviewer who tapped a small stack of cards on his thigh.
āHello!ā He says as he was signaled start, āIām here with Michael Jackson and (Name) (Last Name). How are you two doing today?ā
Michael answered positively first and you followed after though his āgreat!ā Seemed a tad more earnest than yours.
Noticing your lack of enthusiasm the interviewer cleared his throat and moved on, āWell you two are certainly the talk of the town! You two and Diana Ross that is. Would we be able to ask a few questions and clear some things up about what happened at the World Music Awards after party?ā
āAsk away. Weād rather the information came from us than rumors.ā Michaelās hand finding your knee as you began to lightly bounce your leg. You eventually settle for crossing one knee over the other.
āOkay, letās start with a simple one. What started all of this? Was it because of Diana sitting in his lap?ā
Before Michael could even fix his mouth to speak you let out a quick bark of laughter, āIām sorry. I just-ā¦like thatās obviously what started it? Who would be okay with another woman sitting in their manās lap?ā You squinted and tilted your head as if calling the man stupid without verbally saying it.
āSo itās accurate to say you were upset with Diana before the after party?ā
You shrugged, āyeah but I was more so mad at this nigga-oops!ā You covered your mouth with wide eyes.
Michael slowly closed his eyes and sighed already picture the lecture his team is going to give him about your lack of PR training, ā(Name)ā¦.ā
āIām sorry! Honest! I didnāt mean to say that!ā You giggled sounding very unapologetic.
The interviewer nervously laughed, āummā¦w-weāll cut that outā¦ā
āThank you! Now what was I saying? Oh yeah!ā You flipped your braids over your shoulder, āI was more mad at Michael than her.ā
The man across from the two of you quirked a brow, āyou were mad with him? Why?ā
You blinked and let your eyes dart around looking for the manās brain. āBecause he was just sitting there laughing like it was cute and funny?ā¦.it wasnāt.ā You spoke slowly as if it were obvious.
Picking up on your tone the man stumbled to back his reasoning for the question, āYes-I mean no itās not funny. Itās just many women tend to be more angry with the other woman than-ā
āSheās not the other woman! Sheās just an old friend!ā A slightly frantic voice stepped in.
You turned to face Michael, āoh we know! Thatās a real old friend. Yāall go waaay back and all that going back got you cussed out.ā
He squinted and smiled through your sass, āyouāve got jokes today.ā
He received a sarcastic smile back.
The interviewer reined things back in.
āSo itās being said things got physical at the partyā¦ā the interviewer trailed off as he was met with a pair of quirked brows and confused faces.
āWhat? Never! Thatās all b.s. They just exchanged words.ā Michael said in an exasperated tone as he waved his hand.
āSo Diana didnāt fall into the drink tower and onto the floor?ā
You nodded, āno she did! I just didnāt do it. Didnāt have to. That was the universe letting her know how sick of her ass it is.ā
ā(Name) pleaseā¦ā
āWhat? Iām telling the truth! She was being rude to me the entire night and was clinging to you like you were gonna help her cross the street. Her disrespect was as loud as her hair and it turns out me and karma was tired of it.ā You shrugged trying to hold in a laugh, ākarma just went the physical route with checking her.ā
The interviewer nodded and shifted. Almost leaning in to catch all the drama, āShe was rude to you? In what ways?ā
You scoffed, āShe was talking to Mike and it was like I didnāt even exist. Even when he tried to include me she ignored me.ā
You saw a grimace make its way to Michaelās face, āIāll admit. I was angry with Diana for that. It felt like childish bullying so I cut the conversation short. I wasnāt going to allow that sort of behavior towards (Name).ā
Your hand finding his as a girlish giddy bubble of pride formed in your chest.
āIf the conversation was cut short how did we end up here? Who confronted who?ā
āWe were leaving because I finished my fourth drink and wanted to celebrate with Michael in be-ā you yelped after receiving another pinch.
āSheās joking!ā Michael was flushed and nervously giggling.
You looked into the nearest camera and shook your head. Then your attention was back on the interviewer, āas we were leaving we walked past her talking with someone. She made sure to tell the woman she was speaking to that she wouldnāt be caught dead in what I was wearing.ā Your expression then slowly shifted and it looked like you were reminiscing about a happy memory from your childhood, āso I called her an old bitch and said she might be dead soon anyway so she shouldnāt worry about what was on my body and not on hers.ā
Time seemed to pause as the interviewer and crew processed what you what. The man glanced down at the cards he held but was at a loss. āI-Iā¦ummā¦.ā
You spoke up again with a smile and shrug, āI guess she didnāt like that because she came rushing over at us but she tripped over someoneās dress and fell into the drink tower!ā You bursted out laughing.
Michael shook his head trying to hide his smile and act disappointed as he thought of Dianaās fall. āHer behavior was distasteful but someone falling isnāt funny (Name). She could have gotten seriously hurt.ā He attempted to chastise you.
You look at him dumbfounded with your jaw dropped, āoh my-stop! Youāre not about to act like you didnāt find it funny. You laughed before I did!ā
āLies. You were too drunk to remember it right baby. Youāre making things up.ā
omfg iām so excited for the michael x mean young gf!reader im like checking your account everyday šššBLESS US QUEEN
Please!!! I promise itās coming soon! Iām like halfway done with it Iāve just had to put up some more hours at my jobs cuz Iām going on a trip soon. Mean young gf!reader will be dropping soon!
Michael Jackson with a Sanrio lover??? Good shit right there! When they gift each other things itās either Disney or Sanrio. They have a room dedicated to the plushies that canāt fit on their bed because they have so many and best believe they switch them out so they all get a turn! They also just have Knick Knacks of their fixation. Like it gives āand next to this appliance that cost hundreds of dollars hereās a Mickey waffle maker and a Hello Kitty toaster.ā Bonus points if Sanrio lover likes one of the more rare of less popular characters and Michael manages to find merch of that character. (looking at you My Sweet Piano! You deserve better!!!)
headcanons of michael in his bad era with his superstar girlfriend and small imagines to follow. established relationship / fluff + slightly suggestive.
content & warnings ; pet names (baby) , a little dry humping??, kissing, making out. no distinct appearance but written with a black reader in mind, use of the n-word, but not in a harmful way. mentions of insecurity and past abuse (joseph) .
bad era!michael who bought beyonce!reader her first birkin for her birthday .
the camera lense zoomed slowly onto her as she tore eagerly at the wrapping, her jaw slightly dropping the moment she saw the orange box, hermes written across the center. "michael, you didn't!" she gasped, hurrying to take the lid off. when her eyes landed on a baby pink birkin bag, she let out a scream, "oh my god!" she exclaimed, hands trembling as she picked it up slowly, as if it were a baby - but it was, this bag was officially her new baby.
"you like it baby?" michael asked from behind the camera, admiring her gorgeous face that held a bright smile, "like it? mikey i love it!" she squealed excitedly, gently putting the bag down before jumping into michael's arms. he lowered the camera as she straddled his lap, showering his face in kisses.
beyonce!reader who wrote partition about a very steamy ride with michael
"driver, roll up the partition please." she sweetly asked the moment they got into the car.
it was the night of the 1984 grammys, michael had just won eight awards and she couldn't think of any better time to properly congratulate her boyfriend than on the way to the after party.
her long dress had ridden up to her thighs as she straddled michael, his hands gripping her ass while one of her hands pushed against the window for support and the other one moved meticulously between them, fiddling with the zipper on michael's pants. "we don't have time, peaches." michael whispered against her neck, moving her hand away from his crotch and guiding it up the nape of his neck. she let out a little whine before slowly rolling her hips against him, deciding that this would have to do for now. they continued to kiss eachother, each kiss was sloppier and needier than the last. she tugged on michael's hair, letting out small whimpers with each roll of her hip or thrust of his.
a knock came on the partition, the driver was signalling that they were close to their destination. they both let out frustrated sighs as flashing lights began to be seen in the distance. michael reluctantly pulled away from her lips, squeezing her hips as a sign to get off his lap before they stopped. she rolled her eyes as she reluctantly got back in her seat, fixing her lip liner before looking over at michael, who had a dazed expression on his face aswell as lip liner and foundation around his mouth.
bad era!michael who bought beyonce!reader a puppy - her new bestfriend.
she and michael sat opposite the interviewer, answering questions, making jokes, laughing and just having fun. "so...rumour has it that you have a new addition to your little family, could you tell us about that?" the interviewer asked and she immediately perked up. she looked at her assistant, then at the interviewer, then at michael before getting out of her seat and heading over to where her assistant was standing with her rather large handbag. she reached inside and pulled out the fawn chihuahua that immediately clung to her. "this is tinkerbell." she cooed, sitting back down with the dog in her lap while everyone tried to hold in their laughter. michael covered his face, shaking silently in his seat as he looked anywhere but at his precious girlfriend and her dear companion.
"wow...what a cute dog!" the interviewer smiled, trying to be supportive but you could hear the quiver in their voice as they looked between her and her beloved dog. "why's everyone looking at me weird? she's cute, no?" she obliviously asked.
beyonce!reader who always makes small references to michael in her songs or just dedicates the song to him completely.
"i like my negro nose with jackson five nostrils."
michael's eyes widened. they were currently in the studio, it was a late thursday night and he was listening to one of the songs that was meant to be on her new album. she smiled proudly, looking at michael's reaction. "what do you think?" she asked, only to be met with no response. michael stayed silent, he played back the countless years where he had been told by joseph that his nose was ugly, that he was ugly - so frequently that he had even believed it himself. and he thought about his girlfriend, she proudly wore her ethnic nose, embraced it and never once had michael looked at her nose and thought of it as ugly. why could he love it on everyone but himself?
"michael?" she repeated, forcing michael out of his thoughts, "did you like it?"
michael nodded, somewhat shaken as he looked up at her, "yeah, it's good baby..." he stuttered, now distracted. her eyebrows furrowed with concern, "is it that line? i can change it if you want.." she suggested, she could tell something in the song had left him shaken. "no..." he immediately shook his head, "definitely not. the line is...honest. your nose is beautiful and it's unique and it shows where we're from. you're honouring your origins with it." he smiled, tugging her closer, "i'm just glad i got a mention...even if it included my brothers." he playfully rolled his eyes as she settled herself on his lap. "shut up, you've got so many songs about you." she flicked his forehead, before pressing a kiss in the same spot.
a/n: my first ever fic on tumblr, im so freaking nervous. this was a pain in the ass to make, tumblr is so hard to navigate but hopefully i get used to it eventually. enjoy and give me any feedback and thoughts!
