Glitter Gloss

🪽 19 I love Michael Jackson and Beyonce B.A.P

[glossedupdollxx]

Gloss🪩 • 19 • I like to write MJ fanfics sometimes• I’m not the best writer but i think i manage pretty well

Things ive written so far:

Sinners Vamp Michael (smut)

Toxic? Michael (smut)

Right my Wrongs (kinda angsty)

Dominatrix X Bad era (smut ofc)

Best friends to lovers trope (smut)

[maybe-ill-stay-heavencanwait]

i love when michael jackson whimpers reblog if you agree

[ladyofhislife]

mature!exhusband!mike got real territorial when he heard you were dating again from his sisters.

it was supposed to be your night, and for about an hour, it actually was.

you were all done up with your big, dominican blow-out tresses, smoky eye makeup, and your little black dress.

this was it, you thought to yourself as you added your finishing touches to your look. beauty marks and such. it felt good knowing you were finally moving on from michael in some capacity, though in a way, it made you feel juvenile.

the thought of moving on from your ex-husband hung in the air for barely a second before he was at your door with your favorite flowers telling you how he’d “caught wind of your lil’ date from janet.”

naturally, the night didn’t end with you on a sweet candelit dinner with some guy you could hardly recall the name of, but instead with your legs spread and your ex-husband between them as he lapped at your pussy.

“pretty wife tryin’ to get away from me, yeah?” michael asked as you came down from your umpteenth orgasm of the night. you couldn’t reply, obviously. your legs felt like jelly, your entire body was convulsing involuntarily, and your poor pussy was clenching and unclenching over and over again from the absence of his fingers inside it. “can’t be havin’ that,” he said, pressing a kiss onto your inner thigh and grabbing hold of your hand.

he rubbed soothing patterns in it with his thumb as he watched you come down from your high and listened to you babble on about that didn’t mean you were back together.

he nodded at your ramblings with the occasional, “i know, mama, i know,” while still taking full advantage of the moment, holding you in his arms and lulling you to sleep with apologies and sweet nothings.

꣑ৎ dirty dancing fic is coming so so soon i promise

[glossedupdollxx]

* HalfCrazy *

Warnings: 18+, Smut, lil angst, BLACK READER!!, reader says the n word, meaningful sex, friends to lovers trope, breakup, this can be any era but i imagined bad when writing

Summary: after a night of crying and questioning yourself after a nasty breakup, Michael comforts and reassures you in more ways than one. But guilt takes over you

After that night the two of your hadn't spoken.

3 months ago.

90 days ago.

The two of you got lost in the heat of the moment. you were going through a breakup, and there were feelings and clothes on the floor. The more you looked at Michael it was more of a realization that you needed him this whole time.

The longer you went without speaking to him the less you saw him on TV. Maybe this was affecting him too. But then again everywhere you went you heard him and it was like he was speaking directly to you.

His voice was a reminder. How he was always there no matter how busy, how he guided you through your emotions, how you'd always be the one to listen to his music, how your opinion always mattered more than his own, how even though you never noticed the girls in his videos looked like you, how his hands knew where to touch and squeeze and rub, how his mouth knew every part of your body like it was his own, how his dick fit inside of you like a key to a safe.

It was an accident, but it was the best accident you've made in years.

It wasn't like you planned it that night of course. You were going through a rough breakup with your boyfriend of 6 years.

When you found out that he cheated it was like the world caved in on you and your eyes opened all at once.

So...Michael being the amazing best friend he is decided to take that night off so you could cry and vent to him while you ate ice cream and watched movies.

"Michael?" You mumbled. The room had been silent for a few minutes now, and of course your mind was still racing. You sat curled up beside Michael with your head on his chest and his arm wrapped around your shoulder.

"Hm?" He hummed, obviously focused on the movie.

"D'you think she was prettier than me?" You asked, picking up a scoop of his ice cream since you had eaten all of yours. He sighed, using your chin to guide you to look at him.

"I've been telling you since we were 12 that you were the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen...And to this day i still believe it's true.

So no, I think he's greedy"

You exhaled slowly through your nose, the tightness in your chest easing just a little.

You didn't answer right away. Instead, you tucked yourself a little closer against him, letting his words settle in.

"You can't be strung up on him mama, You don't need him" Michael ran his thumb over the nape of your neck, the spot that always soothed you.

"I'm just pissed like...l gave that nigga 6 loyal years of my life and he cheated." You shook your head, licking the cold spoon.

"Don't let him change you because he messed up. Push through. You were out of his league anyway" His soft voice soothed you, like it always did. He'd put you to sleep just by talking nonsense sometimes. "You didn't need the Money or gifts or sweet nothings he was givin' you. You needed someone who listened, who would give the world to be in your presence, who would rip his heart out of his chest if that meant you got to live"

"Somebody who would cherish you, Someone who has just enough sensitivity for you." he finished.

You stared down at the melting ice cream in your lap, the cold spoon resting against your bottom lip. His words settled over you slowly, filling the silence that had been eating at you for weeks. "Michael, that's not that easy to find" you scoffed.

He sighed. Every part of him wanted to grab you by your shoulders and shake you and tell you that he was that someone. He knew everything you needed and exactly how you needed it.

"Men don't come like that no more. That's only in the romance mov-"

Michael kissed you. It was a small peck at first, to see how you reacted of course, making sure you wanted this too. Which of course you did.

You climbed into his lap to deepen the kiss, his hands flying to your ass once you settled in his lap. His mouth worked yours, his tounge swirling around your mouth with ease.

"Mmh" you moaned into his mouth, your hand trailing up his chest. His hands trailed up your back before pulling away to kiss your neck.

"Lemme make you feel better. Hm?" He spoke against your neck, your breath catching in your throat. "Yeah" you nodded. Michael placed another kiss on your neck before hooking his hands underneath your thighs and standing up.

He carried you up the stairs into his bedroom, placing you on your feet once you were inside. His hands found them hem of your shirt, his fingertips slipping underneath. You raised your arms to allow him to take it off for you.

His eyes scanned your bare abdomen before removing his own t-shirt. You hooked your thumbs in your pants before yanking them and your underwear off in one swift motion.

Michael removed his own before grabbing you by your hips and pulling you in for another kiss.

Everything in that moment felt so intimate. Everything felt so much better with him, like this was meant for you, like he was made for you.

The two of you kissed all the way to the bed, Michael holding himself up on his forearms as he kissed you. Once he pulled back, his weight now on his knees as the both his hands rubbed his thighs on either side of you.

"You sure you wanna do this? We don't have to" He furrowed his brows, causing you to nod. He grabbed the base of his dick, lining it up with your opening. He pushed inside of you slowly, the feeling of his dick filling you up was overwhelming.

It felt amazing. "Michael" you breathed out, your hand on his lower stomach. "Tell me if you want me to stop okay?" He spoke, causing you to shake your head. He continued pushing until his full length was buried in your warmth, placing both of his hands beside either side of your head.

He let out a shaky breath, before pulling back. He began to roll his his hips forward into yours, the sensation leaving you speechless. "Oh My—" a moan ripped through you. It was like every thought in your head flew out and went somewhere out of the country. Your brain was foggy but all you could hear was Michael's groans, showing you that he was enjoying this just as much as you were.

His dick rapidly messaging the spongy spot inside of you. "You're perfect, you f—feel perfect. Gah" Michael groaned. You threw your head back, as his strokes deepened, the feeling bringing you too much pleasure for you to handle.

"Michael! Michael I'm go— I'm-" You struggled to get out as your orgasm built up, your hands clawing his back. A loud guttural moan ripped from your chest as the orgasm took over your body. Next thing you knew tears were rolling down your face but in the best way ever.

Michael brought his lips down to your face, kissing your tears as his strokes grew sloppy, letting you know that he was close to his own climax.

He buried his face in your neck, using your skin to muffle his moans. He let out a sharp groan as his hips jerked forward, his cum spilling into you.

Once the both of  you were cleaned, you laid in the bed together. Michael's hand traced uneven patterns in your back as you laid on his chest. "You okay?" He asked, his voice deeper than usual since he was sleepy. "Yeah. Thank you so much" you spoke quietly. That was the best sexy you'd ever had in your life.

The first time you cried during sex and it was the best feeling ever. You'd been missing out on such an amazing man and such amazing Sex for your whole adult life and all was coming to you in one night.

—

Well it was three months later and you felt like complete shit. You hadn't spoken to him in three months all because you were overwhelmed with emotions. He was probably so confused too.

You let out a deep breath as you pulled into the gate of his house, the rain tapping against the hood of your car. You stepped out of the car, your umbrella over your head as you ran to the front door. You put the key inside the lock before stepping inside.

"Michael? Michael can we talk?" You spoke through tears. You locked the door behind you as you took slow steps down the hall. You could hear Michael shuffling upstairs, the sound easing something in your heart.

You stood at the bottom of the stairs, patting your hair to make sure it hadn't gotten wet and frizzed up. Your eyes stared down at your feet, waiting for Michael to come down.

Your eyes shot up once you heard him at the top of the steps. Once he stood infront of you, you pulled him into a hug, letting out a shaking breath.  "I'm so sorry Michael"  you whispered.

"I'm sorry. I should've called you or something, to let you know how i felt or something." You pulled back, looking at Michael whose face was slightly confused.

"I don't want you to think you did anything wrong at all. I'm the problem"  your hands rested on his shoulders. Michael's frown deepened once he saw the tears on your face, reaching up to pat them off.

"Everything felt so perfect. That's why i was crying. I just couldn't believe that my best friend since we were kids was the one who...Made love to me for the first time" you shrugged.

Michael's face softened at your words. He could imagine where you were coming from and he was grateful that you'd shown up uninvited if this was the reason.

"If you don't wanna talk to me i completely understand that, I wouldn't want to either. I just wanted you to know" you spoke after his extended silence, Michael quickly shaking his head.

"I'm not mad or anything. You've had a lot going on and for that to happen was probably...overwhelming" he spoke before you could turn to walk away. "I just was expecting for you to call like you always do after everything." He shrugged.

"I'm sorry that i didn't." You spoke, causing him to chuckle. “You don’t gotta keep apologizing. I just missed you” he pulled you into another hug, this was tighter this time.

“I missed you too.” You smiled, your words muffled from the hug.

“I’ll kick your ass next time you do that” he joked, causing you to laugh. The sound sending warmth to his heart.

“You ain’t kicking shit” you pulled back from the hug, nudging his shoulder. Michael nudged you back, quickly backing up before you could hit him.

You turned slowly on you heel before walking out of the foyer and into the kitchen, Michael tapping your ass before brushing past you. “I cannot stand you” your scrunched your face up, wiping the remaining tears from your face.

[femalekanye]

im trippin or has this tag been dry asf lately….?

[glossedupdollxx]

Idk who tf Tierra feeling like but I know she better come correct when she speaking to Trinity

[glossedupdollxx]

Her name ToTo and she needs to be dog walked

[glossedupdollxx]

Idk who tf Tierra feeling like but I know she better come correct when she speaking to Trinity

[glossedupdollxx]

I haven’t slept in two days, my period is in 3 days, my hair still isn’t done, I want a seafood boil, and I threw away my Cart… i need a cigarette

[glossedupdollxx]

I hate when people act like Michael wasn’t literally black like it’s so fucking annoying. Like when he did or said certain things and people say shit like “His black side came out!”.

There isn’t a “black side” if he literally is black man through and through. He wasn’t mixed and never did he claim to be a white man so when people act shocked when they see him doing “Black” things it’s very weird because he didn’t claim any other race but his own.

[prettyangeliczz]

i love whenever i make a black cultural reference and other black people IMMEDIATELY get it and then you have clueless non-black people asking what that means. if you didn’t get it the first time then sorry cause there’s no explaining over here 😭 plus not every reference i make i want non-black people to understand, it’s not your business anyway lol.

[glossedupdollxx]

Hello sis, may your spiritual guides continue to illuminate your path and keep you safe from all harm. Reach out to me as soon as possible for I have an important message that concerns you and your family.

would you leave me alone?

[glossedupdollxx]

Today makes 17 years 🕊️💔

[glossedupdollxx]

Rest in Paradise, Michael. You Gave us every single year of your life and never quit even through all of the torture that the industry put you through. You built a legacy that no one can break and shared your amazing personality with us true fans, and the cruel, undeserving people. You gave us great music and films, performances, and looks into your personal life. You were wronged many times but still kept going for the people who believed in you. Thank you so much for blessing the world and sharing your talent and wisdom, We love you.

8/29/58 - 6/25/09🪽🕊️

[glossedupdollxx]

Me when I listen to Michael, J5, Whitney or Selena for a bit too long:

[glossedupdollxx]

There are people…Roleplaying as the Jackson family on TikTok 🫩

[glossedupdollxx]

I have fucking writers block

[achillesinhighheels]

BKTHERULA for Anna Sui x Heaven by Marc Jacobs (2024)

[glossedupdollxx]

MY FUCKING GOAT