michael jackson fanfiction

[lovingmj]

this is inspired by a post i saw that posted this look and said they’d like to sit on his lap

jaafar jackson x reader

you were sitting in your best friend’s trailer doing some work on your laptop. since a lot of your job allows you to work from home, you’re able to join him in the adventure of his first movie. you usually stay to the side and let him do his thing though. sometimes you even forget you’re there because of your work. which is what happened today.

while you were answering an email you heard the door open and it brought you back to reality. you turned around to see jaafar in his michael costume.

“how was the scene?”

“it went well i didn’t have too many lines…” he clears his throat realizing he’s still talking like michael and you laugh, “a lot more to go though for today”

“i like this get up” you look at his hair parted to the side paired with a yellow long sleeve and a jacket. you get up from your chair to walk over to him “you should really dress like this more”

you curl your finger into one of his hair strands “maybe grow your hair out too i don’t know” you tease him

“you just want me to stay as michael don’t you”

“no michael, i like jaafar just the way he is”

he laughed and shoved past you to sit on the couch.

“how’s work”

you shrug, “there’s no dancing involved so, but i think a promotion is coming soon” you sit next to him

he smiles, genuinely proud of you. he raises his hand to give you a high five. you meet his hand in the air but instead of letting go you two sit silently, hands still in each others.

see the thing about you two was that you both never pushed the envelope. at least not to you or jaafar. little moments here and there were so normal that it was almost as if you guys were okay with flirting every once in a while as long as you removed it from your memory the next day. you’ve known jaafar since childhood. both of your families thought one day you’d end up together, but you guys were such amazing friends that the relationship was hard to see through the eyes of romance. you spoke to each other about everything, he knows all about the guys you’ve dated and vise verse.

last month during a break in filming you and jaafar went out late to get ice cream. with the music playing low, the beautiful view, and a bit of a sugar high, one thing led to another and you ended up kissing each other in the car, pulling back almost instantly. it was the most you two had ever done. after it happened you drove home silently and the next morning you both pretended it never happened.

now here you are sitting next to jaafar, hand still in his.

“y/n.”

“yea”

“thanks for supporting me throughout all of this”

you turn to face him

“of course. there’s free food here”

he laughed under his breath at your joke and then tugs your hand towards him. at first you thought he was doing what he does sometimes, trying to get you to play in his hair to calm him down. but he instead gently pulls your arm trying to bring you closer to him.

you slowly realize what’s happening, he was guiding you onto his lap. you giggle nervously, not really sure where this was going. you climb on top of him and he places his hands on your waist to steady you.

you’ve sat on his lap before of course, but this felt different. it was purely innocent and only if there weren’t enough seats available, but you’re looking at the empty section of the couch right now and there’s more than enough space. as butterflies flew around your stomach, jaafar whispers, “sorry you just comfort me”

he sighs, closing his eyes. “i’m exhausted”

“i’m sure you are” you say bringing your hand to the back of his neck, you move your hand up and play with his hair and he responds with a deep breath. he squeezes your waist and you lean closer towards him.

his eyes open and he just looks at you.

“should we do something we’ll forget by tonight” he said

you pause for a second, then decide.

he smiles watching you lean down to peck his neck. he leans his neck to the side as you pepper kisses and gradually make your way to the other side. his hands slide higher up your waist and he maneuvers your body away from him, just to have access to your neck. he kisses it a bunch of times before his lips move to yours. he slowly kisses your lips and this time neither of you pull away.

he pulls you in closer.

when it’s time for you two to pull back for air he brings his hand to your chin and guides you back to him

“my y/n” he mumbles

as the minutes go by you melt into jaafar’s lips, then your phone rings.

you pull away and he gazes at you as you reach for your phone on the couch without leaving his lap.

“it’s a work call sorry” you play with the hem of his shirt

he watches you make the call, admiring God’s work on your face. is reality starting to set in? possibly. but he doesn’t care. he kisses your jawline lightly, distracting you from your call.

“can i call you back in a bit?” you ask your coworker.

before you can even hang up jaafar pulls you back

you chuckle and make sure the phones off before going back to his lips, “i thing it’s going to be hard to forget this one” you mutter.

5 hours later

the last scene of the day is finished. you’re placing your laptop inside your bag, waiting for the hair and makeup team to turn him back into jaafar. when he’s ready he comes to the trailer to get you. “ready?

you nod.

he rambles to you about some video game that just came out, as if what happened earlier was nothing but a dream. but you both know.

[lovingmj]

Hiii can u write more jaafar jackson fanfic plssss

Everyone… thank you so much for the love on the jaafar fic. I think it shows how much people like him beyond his role, and I hope to hear his original music and see him in more films.

To answer, yes I can write more for him and I really do appreciate when people give me requests for certain scenarios so please send some!

I will of course continue writing for michael so send michael asks too!

[lovingmj]

thought i’d return to celebrate jaafar’s portrayal of michael. here’s a cute jaafar x reader!

jaafar jackson x reader

today was your first day on set for the michael movie. you had been hired to play the love interest in the thriller music video, opposite jaafar jackson. you weren’t that nervous to meet him - more concerned about doing your best acting - until you learned jaafar was michael’s nephew. you knew you had to be on your a game.

“hello y/n” mr fuqua said to you while shaking your hand.

“hello sir!”

“have you met jaafar yet?”

“no sir”

“stop calling me sir”, he laughed,” let’s go find him”

you followed him to see jaafar sitting in a chair getting his makeup done, he glanced at you through the mirror.

“it’s good he’s not testing the zombie look on yet, what a first impression” fuqua joked.

you both laughed, “hello, nice to meet you”

“nice to meet you too” he gently turned around to let the makeup artists know he was going to move. you were in awe how soft his presence was, and he was just being himself.

he slowly walked toward you and it seemed like he was looking at every detail, “your makeup is nice”

“i didn’t get makeup done yet jaafar”

he got shy, “you’re just naturally pretty i guess”

“oh no” fuqua said sarcastically, “jaafar you can get back to your makeup ill show y/n the set we have so far”

“see you later jaafar” you said while walking away

as fuqua showed you his vision for the scene and previous scenes they’ve already filmed, he pulled you aside, “ i’m sure you noticed that little thing with jaafar right there. i just want to let you know that jaafar has been getting a lot of attention through this role, not to mention growing up in one of the most famous families of all time. i wouldn’t advise anything other than professionalism. not saying you were even thinking of anything but he’s under a lot of pressure-”

you nodded. “oh it’s not like that! i do understand though. was just being friendly”

after he showed you around you prepared for your rehearsal scene with jaafar. after seeing clips of him dancing and singing as michael you could not believe how similar he was to the real deal.

“okay let’s just feel it out and go from there” fuqua said

“you look nervous, ever walked before?” jaafar whispered to you

you laughed and playfully hit his arm

“good like that” fuqua thought you guys were acting

as practice went on jaafar would gently touch your arm, try to give u a jump scare, and even rest his chin on your shoulder.

after you both were given notes and things to practice on, you were dismissed.

jaafar waited for you to gather your things and then walked up to you.

“is there any advice you can give me?”

“advice? i’m a new actress this is my first gig-”

“mine too”

“wait…your first acting gig ever is playing michael jackson?”

“yes… but i promise i worked hard for it”

you laughed, “i’m not gonna call you a nepo or anything”

jaafar uncomfortably laughed and looked down, “i kind of am”

“our director just showed me a clip of you from the bad tour scene, i cannot even begin to describe how incredible you’re doing. my advice would be to let go and trust that you’ve done the work because we all can tell that you have”

“thank you. that means a lot”

you stepped closer to him “you are under so much pressure, but your talent shines through. michael would be so proud”

jaafar stays silent and then blurts out a thought.

“you seem really nice, if you would like to hang out outside of this sometime-”

“fuqua basically told me that i- i cant”

jaafar softly laughed and rolled his eyes

“they’re treating me the same way they treated my uncle- im grown!”

“i’m sorry jaafar”

“don’t be” his eyes linger on you

“i’d love to hang out outside of this” you say

jaafar forms a smile

“but we better do it soon, i have a feeling after this film drops the only place we’ll have to hangout is in our house”

jaafar chuckles, “are you calling me a star?”

“shut up”

“jaafar we need you in 5 minutes to test the zombie makeup!” a crew member shouted

“alright don’t be scared when you see me later” he says

you playfully shove him, “i will try”

[lovingmj]

Idk if you do hcs but if you do can you do Micheal (any era) x reader where the reader has been dancing for years and hcs of what it whould be like to date Michael and be a dancer that like is a back up dancer for famous people? If not then you can make it into a story

Lmk if you have any questions!

-Tia

thanks for asking and keep them coming! for others who sent me an ask, i’m working on them!

dating michael as a professional dancer

- you both stay up late in the dance studio practicing, laughing, and teaching each other random dance moves you learned.

- he gives you massages whenever he thinks your body is tense and vise verse.

- when you have to go on tour, michael sneaks in the crowd in disguise to watch you.

- wakes you up in the middle of the night to show you new choreo for a song and asks if you like it.

- he implements your ideas into his performances.

- he asks you to be in his music video even though he knows you’ll be a distraction. you of course say yes.

- you both do silly dances at family get togethers to give them a performance.

- he randomly sends you gifts to your hotel rooms.

- he tells everyone you’re one of his dance inspos

- you watch videos together of dancers you both love

- when you both are performing at the same event he sneaks into your dressing room to surprise you.

- he loves to record you dancing.

[lovingmj]

Are you taking requests?

yes!

[lovingmj]

1981

michael jackson x reader

“stop! the love you save may be your own, darling take it slow!” you and your younger sister jumped up and down singing in the audience.

“his voice is incredible” she said. you nodded and continued to dance.

you looked up at michael, you didn’t worship celebrities or anything like that. you truly were just so proud of how far he’s come, especially since as a kid you watched him in the jackson 5.

“i wonder if he has a girlfriend” your sister asked as you both walked back to the car, “i’m sure he does” you responded.

“i don’t know, i’d rather just be his best friend forever so we can never break up” your sister replied, which caused you to laugh.

as you turned the key ignition, the car started and then stopped.

your sister looked at you, “did the car just-”

“yep, don’t panic we just have to find someone to jumpstart it”

“i shouldn’t have taken my time in the bathroom, almost everyone left already and it’s dark”

you thought about how you were two young girls at night time with a car that won’t start, “okay get out i’ll think of something”

you both walked back to the door entrance, “you going anywhere ladies?” a man that looked like security said.

“we need to find someone to jumpstart our car, sorry for the trouble but we have to get home” as you said this you noticed some guys through the door window walking, the jacksons. they looked relaxed and comfortable.

“marlon stop” michael was laughing up a storm, “that was the funniest thing you’ve ever said”

he glanced through the door window, “oh there’s still people here”

“come on michael, before they see us”

“they already have” he walked towards the door and lightly waved, “it’s late, are you girls okay”

“hello mr jackson, our car has to be jump started. sorry for this”

he laughed, “mr jackson is my father. i’m michael”

you smiled at him

“i’m sure we can help you out” he signaled for you and your sister to follow him through the door.

“so where are you guys from. here?”

“yes”

“you should’ve had someone pick you up it’s not safe to be out late like this”

although he was speaking, it was in a very timid manner, “i don’t usually get to have conversations with my fans, if you couldn’t tell”

“well we don’t usually have conversations with you so it’s fine” your sister said to him.

while he found people to jumpstart your car, you all spoke about the show tonight and what went on backstage and his favorite song to perform. he asked you how it’s like living a life where you’re not famous and about university.

“i’m sure school for you is just life michael, don’t be too hard on yourself” you said placing a hand on his shoulder.

“yeah but i wish i could experience more casual things one day”

an idea popped into your head, “michael when’s your next show”

“it’s actually in a few days we have a little break”

“you should stay here, and we can try to let you live normally, even if it’s just a day”

his eyes widened, “really? what- what would we do?”

“everything normal, ever run errands?”

he laughed

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the next day you pulled infront of a hotel with your not-so-fancy car.

you giggled when you saw what michael was wearing. dark sunglasses and a very large hoodie.

“i get you have to be incognito but you look silly”

“it’s either this or a paper bag. where’s your sister?”

“ ummm she definitely wasn’t grounded and was definitely supposed to be out at a concert” you said

michael laughed “wow the things you girls do for me”

“i can’t believe you convinced your security not to come with”

he stayed silent

you suddenly realized, “they’re following us everywhere we go aren’t they”

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“we’re here!”

you pull up to a supermarket. there weren’t that many people there which was a blessing.

michael’s eyes widen.

“are you excited michael?”

“it’s beautiful”

you laughed

you, michael, and his security who was also dressed casually made your way into the supermarket. you handed michael a list.

“is this a”

“yup!”

a shopping list.

“I’m gonna let you find every single object!”

michael got extremely happy and started to walk through the aisles.

michael ran around finding milk, eggs, spinach, cookies and a bunch of other items.

he came across the flower section and found a bouquet of roses, “these will be for you”

“michael you don’t have to”

he waved you off

when you guys got to the register, he paid for everything even though you told him not to.

while you both loaded the groceries in the car you smiled, “michael we both know you’re just a normal guy, but don’t you really feel normal now”

“i feel over the moon, let’s try the gas station next!”

his security guards give him a look, “michael, you have to get ready for your next shows. plus your dad is starting to connect the dots on what’s happening”

michael had a sulky look on his face

“aww is our play date done michael”

he nodded his head and went to hug you, “thank you for this. i really had fun in the grocery store” his sunglasses fell off while hugging you and then you heard a faint sound of a snap.

you turn around and see a man in the bushes with a camera. “michael get in your car” you pick up his sunglasses “put them on”

“wait im gonna give you my number”

“michael next time, someone just saw you”

“but”

michaels security guards rush him into the car

“i’ll make sure they give you my contact” michael said before they closed the door. he sadly waved at you.

this made you realize what he went through on a daily, it was awful to know he was treated this way, he’s a person just like anyone else.

you stood there watching him drive off while the paparazzi followed his car to try to snag more pictures of him, then another paparazzi came to you with a camera asking if you’re michael’s secret lover. you shook your head no and got in your car. pictures were snapped of you as you drove off.

[lovingmj]

okay i’m back yall! new fics coming soon and you can always send a request! thanks for all the sweet comments on my last one 💜 since the movie is coming out soon, if any fans of jaafar want any fics i can try to make ones with him as well

[lovingmj]

1983

michael jackson x reader

the wind blew through the hair strands on your head as well as the lavender shirt you wore. you stood outside the house rocking back and forth waiting for the door to open. the hayvenhurst house as they call it. you were standing next to your mother and glanced at her. you slightly hear footsteps.

“hello!” the door was opened by none other than mrs. jackson herself.

“hi katherine how’re you doing” your mom said to her while leaning in for a hug.

“i’m doing well and look at you y/n, you’ve grown so much! you don’t remember me do you?”

you smiled and hugged back as she pulled you in, “no i do”

you faintly remembered her over the house back in indiana, sometimes bringing her kids, she was a close friend of your mother’s back in the day.

“come in, come in, come in”

you scanned her outfit, you could tell she had a lot of money just by what she wore, it looked like it was all designer. her smile was kind and loving.

as you walked into the house you were in awe by how pretty it was, and the outside was beautiful.

“are you guys hungry?”

as you heard your mom and katherine talk you continued to look around, at pictures and furniture.

you soon felt a tap on your shoulder, you turned around and it was a very familiar face. you couldn’t pin point if it’s because you’ve seen his face when you were younger, or because you see his face on television.

he scratched the back of his neck, “hi y/n, it’s, it’s been so long”

“hi michael, nice to see you again”

you shared a bit of an awkward hug.

“michael, why don’t you show y/n around while we catch up”

he nodded and said “follow me” as he walked upstairs.

“so this is where most of the bedrooms are” he pointed to a specific room, “that’s my bedroom”

you saw one of those red jackets he always wears laying on a chair.

“is that a jacket for stage?”

he turned to look at what you were looking at, “that’s the jacket from beat it”

you nodded, “cool. great song by the way”

“thank you”

he looked outside his window, “do you want to see my animals?”

you lit up “yes!”

he chucked and went downstairs as you followed him outside.

an hour later you and michael were sitting by the fountain eating and laughing.

“wait so what happened”

“so i jumped way too early and ruined the whole shot”

you laughed, “i thought you were perfect”

he put on a deep newscaster voice “breaking news everybody michael jackson is far from perfect”

you laughed even harder causing you to almost fall back into the fountain.

“careful y/n” he laughed while holding your back to push you away from the fountain.

he looked at you, “it’s nice to have someone other than family that i can just be myself with you know”

you nodded, “i’m sure it’s a bit difficult for you”

as you both sat in a comfortable silence you heard footsteps

“michael you sure know how to let someone know when they have company” janet walked up to you and hugged you

“hi janet how have you been”

“hi girl! great, great, i’m sure michael is feeling ecstatic that his first crush is ba-” janet was cut off by michael throwing a fry at her

“janet!”

she just laughed at waved, “fine i’ll leave you two alone”

michael laughed and rolled his eyes, “sorry about her”

you sat and let the wind blow while you looked at his hair strands move lightly. “first crush huh?”

michaels two shoulders bunched up as he blushed, “you’re embarrassing me”

“so it’s true?”

he shrugged his shoulders trying to be cool causing you to lightly hit him, he laughed, “yes”

“well i guess we’re even”

“why?”

“because you had a crush on me before. and i have a crush on you now” you slightly winced at what you were saying.

michael used his finger to move a strand out of his face, “no. i think it’s just 2 to 1 now”

you smiled and looked at the sky, he did the same. you felt his hand move closer to yours until it fit into your palm.

at that moment you realized, things were about to change for you

[lovingmj]

hi everyone! i’m a new michael jackson fanfic page! i’ll be making imagines for his many eras so comment any requests you have as well! thank you!