HE’S HERE!!!! MY BABY HAS FINALLY ARRIVED!!! I CAN NOT WAIT TO READ IT I HEARD GOOD REVIEWS FROM OTHER FANS (WELL OFC HE WROTE IT DUH) I’M SHAKING RIGHT NOW UUUGHHHHH SO HAPPY OH MIKEY 🥹🥹💞💞💞
when he left this physical realm, the world was hit with the overwhelming pain that he was human. Time stopped. The voice for generations and a unique spirit was laid to rest. Someone who seemed so immortal to us as kids was suddenly gone. Not just the king of pop or a larger than life “god,” but a human being who dealt with more than anyone else could bare. A child who wasn’t allowed to make mistakes… a man who was judged for existing.
Through it all, he changed our entire history and culture. He took on so many pressures and the effects of other people’s actions, since he was a child. But he will forever be defined by the love and unity he brought to us all. A humanitarian, a father, a brother, and a creative genius. No matter how famous he was, his humbleness and authenticity was always apparent. At his core, he was a man who strived to understand and to be understood. He was music and love personified. A once in a lifetime human being who is immortalized through his gifts and legacy. There will never be another. 🖤
i've spent all day trying to come up with the right words to correctly pay tribute to you and your image. you were a beautiful, incredible, humble, other-worldly, misunderstood person. it seems that so many people tend to forget that.
there are so many ways to describe you, but i think the most fitting word would be true. you were always true to yourself, your fans, and the world. you never failed to show love to everything and everyone, even if your actions were constantly horribly misinterpreted. you were truly a walking angel.
i still find it hard to believe you passed away seventeen years ago today, because it seems as if you're still everywhere all at once; physically, spiritually, and emotionally. you continue to inspire millions of people around the world and there is so much evidence that you were once here, walking in the same places that so many walk today. however, it pains me to remember that your beautiful soul has left us. hopefully, wherever you may be, you are resting with much more peace than what you were given during your time on earth.
all i truly wish to say, is that i'm sorry on behalf of how the world treated you. you deserved so much better than what you were given throughout your entire life. even though you went through extreme amounts of pain and hardships, you always managed to convert it into love and peace.
I took a nap and oh my god… I saw myself on stage with bad era michael and we were performing “blame it on the boogie” together (my favorite song of all time) mike and I looked SO GOOD, is this what reality shifting feels like???
just had a thought that lowkey almost made me cry…thinking Michael isn’t in heaven he’s actually in neverland where he’s made the perfect world for all the young children who passed young due to health or lost their lives for other reasons. and everytime they cross over Michael’s just there to meet them…i think i like making myself cry the way it just started with me think neverland is michael’s own version of heaven where his dream came true :(
“The afternoon flew by — quiet, unnoticed. The book slipped out of my hands, and I looked around the room — how many hours had passed? two, or three? — the room basked in the warmth of the summer sun. It, most certainly, was past four...”
Synopsis: You and Michael get ready for one the first interview after the release of the Michael Biopic. It's been a long time since either of you have done any sort of interview, and he asks if you'll just sit with him.
Content/Warnings: Fluff, Michael lives, 2026, proud uncle moment.
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A/N: This is the first story based off of this request I got! Up next is the grandkids having you and michael going tiktok trends lol
You and Michael sat in the dark movie theater, watching the lights flickering across the large screen. Jaafar sat a few rows ahead with the rest of the cast, but you could feel his nerves from your seat. You knew how badly he wanted your husband to approve of his portrayal of him. There had been a handful of times you had talked to Jaafar late at night after a hard day of filming. He would call you later at night when Michael was asleep, talking to you about how worried he was that he wasn't doing Michael justice.
You always reassured him, telling him that Michael will be proud of him no matter what.
And it was true. You could feel the pride radiating off of Michael beside you. He watched the screen with slightly glassy eyes, squeezing your hand hard. When the movie ended, Michael was the first to stand up to applaud, his eyes solely on Jaafar.
After people had filed out of the packed theatre, you talked quietly with Jaafar's mother, Alejandra. You didn't fail to notice Jaafar and Michael standing off quietly to the side. You could see the emotion on both of their faces, the mix of pride, gratitude, joy, relief, and love swirling around the conversation. Michael knew how hard Jaafar had worked on the role, had seen the blood sweat and tears his nephew had poured into every detail. The sight of them hugging tightly made both you and Alejandra tear up.
Having been married to Michael for around 35 years now, you knew him like the back of your hand. You knew that Michael loved the movie with every ounce of his being, not because it was spectacular or emotional, but because Jaafar had given him back some of his humanity.
People desperately wanted to know Michael's exact thoughts on the movie. They wanted to know if he was upset that things were left out or glossed over, if he thought Jaafar did him justice, just everything. You and Michael were old, you both didn't exactly want to get all dressed up and sit in a chair while being berated with questions. So when Jimmy Fallon offered to do a Zoom interview, Michael jumped on it. You had actually never seen him so excited for an interview before, it made you laugh as he explained it to you over breakfast one morning.
"It's all virtual! They said I really don't even need to set up nice lights or anythin, I can just sit on the couch and use a computer. So I can be in the comfort of our own house and I get to brag about my nephew. Isn't that awesome, mama?"
You smiled more at the nickname. Ever since you and Michael had children that was his all time favorite name for you. He always said that it reminded him of how lucky he was. "I like that, why don't people do that more?"
He shrugged, "M'not sure, but I think that's the only kind of interview I'm doin from now on." He sipped his tea.
"I think that's a wonderful idea. When is it?"
"In two days." He scraped the last bit of breakfast off his plate.
"Oh good. Oh, by the way, the kiddos are coming over later today." You watched his face light up. Your second oldest had just had their second kid, which absolutely thrilled Michael. You both often ended up watching the grand babies whenever your kids had to go out of town or just simply wanted a night off. It thrilled Michael. He loved getting to play with them and spoil them rotten.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner? I would've gotten the bouncy house up and runnin an hour ago." He slipped his readers further up his nose.
You smiled, "Cause you know the baby is too young to go on the inflatables. Plus those two like to be indoors more than outdoors."
He nodded, "Alright, well maybe we can get some arts and crafts for the girls. Can you do the shoppy cart order delivery thingy?"
You laughed lightly and pulled your phone out, "Y'know you're gonna half to learn how to use a phone properly soon, I can't be instacarting things for you forever."
He frowned, "The light on the phone hurts my eyes!"
"Michael, I got you blue light glasses for christmas cause that's always your excuse." You smiled when he had nothing to say in return. "It's alright, I still love you even though you're horrible with technology."
"I don't get it, we're practically the same age and you know way more than me!" He crossed his arms.
"Cause I'm not as stubborn as you."
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Michael ran, well more like walked as quickly as a 67 year old can, around the living room. He was fixing up the area around him, making sure it looked great for the interview. Meanwhile, you set up the zoom.
"How do I look, mama?" He asked you.
"Like a very handsome and dapper gentleman."
"Do I look too old?"
You shook your head, "No, you look perfect." You pressed a kiss to his head. It made his body relax immediately. He sat beside you, placing a hand on your knee.
"Would you stay here with me? I'm sure they wouldn't mind you even being on camera. You keep me calm and help clear my head." He looked at you sincerely.
"Of course I will, Mikey." You squeezed his hand.
The two of you sat shoulder to shoulder on the couch, waiting to be connected to Jimmy.
His face appeared, and he smiled. "Ladies and Gentleman, please give a warm welcome to Michael Jackson and a surprise guest Y/n Jackson."
You both smiled and waved at the camera. The interview started off simple, Jimmy asking questions about your and Michael's life since retirement. You both answered honestly, saying you were absolutely loving it.
"So, Michael, I'm sure you've seen the Michael biopic?" It was just Jimmy's face on the screen, but you both knew there was an audience in front of him.
He nodded, "Yes, I have. I think I've seen it 3 times now."
Jimmy laughed, "Wow 3 times, that's a lot. So I guess you liked it?"
"I loved it? I thought everyone did an amazing job putting it together, especially Jaafar."
Jimmy smiled, "So you're happy with how he portrayed you?"
Michael eased a little bit, eyes becoming slightly glossy. "I'm more than happy. I loved every second of his performance. I'm just so proud of him."
You both heard the audience melt at his words. "So he did you justice?"
"I don't think it's about doing me justice. It's more than that to me. Yes he executed the voice and the moves, but he also gave me a new life. It wasn't an exact replication of me, and that's what I loved. I loved that he brought some of himself to the table, I mean I can see it in his eyes. He gave me something I've felt deprived of for a long time. He didn't make me this big superstar, performance machine. He gave me humanity. He really showed that there was more to me than just the dancing and performance."
You squeezed his hand. Watching him get slightly choked up. Jimmy smiled, "So you think he was the right choice?"
"He was the only choice." Michael confirmed. "I think he's the only one who would have put in that much effort. For two years he and I worked really closely together, and I could feel how bad he wanted to get things right. I don't think I would have seen that in anyone else. So yes, he was the only option."
The interview continued for a few more minutes before you and Michael waved goodbye to the camera and left the zoom. Michael sat back against the couch when you closed the computer. You sat next to him, leaning into his side. He wrapped an arm around you.
"You did great, Mikey."
"Well I had you there to calm me."
You smiled and felt your phone buzzing. Your eldest daughter had just sent you a screenshot, showing that Michael's song Billie Jean had taken the number one spot on the Billboard Hot 100. "Michael, Billie Jean is going viral... again." You laughed and showed him the phone.
He smiled, "I have a feeling there's going to be a lot more interviews we're gonna have to do."
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