Minnie

being a teenage girl on tumblr is the best 19

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no one has ever come close to looking as good as ‘come together’ 1988 micheal jackson!!!!!! 😩

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the headcanon of Michael having the nickname Minnie for his significant other makes my chest HURT (in a good way)

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IN CELEBRATION OF THE KNICKS WINNING HERES MORE PICS

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Michael Jackson x Religious reader

— ᨳଓ . (eventual) Smut (i’ve never really written smut before but uh.. i’m an adult so I guess I can apply my real world knowledge LOL)

— ᨳଓ . Religious themes (It’s in the title)

— ᨳଓ . Before Off the Wall era, (Jackson 5 member)

— ᨳଓ . (kinda?) written as a diary.. idk

(DISCLAIMER) absolutely no hate toward religion in itself of Christians, this is purely fiction!!

Part 2 in the works!

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September 15 1974 -

My father and my mother live in a house in Hayvenhurst Encino, California. My dad is a pastor and my mother is a volunteer at our church. Ever since I was a baby, my household has revolved around being a Christian. As I grew up, my faith became stronger. When I entered high school I steered clear from any suspicious crowd, ESPECIALLY boys. My mom made it very clear to me that boys were bad news, and wanted only one thing from me. I picked my friends, movies, and music very carefully. It got to the point where I was afraid to venture out, I was always afraid of sinning and not knowing.

One day, my friends and I wandered around the annual summer fair, laughing at random things as we got in line for a ride; in front of us, a group of around 5 boys, all looking strikingly similar from the back. Bell bottoms, t shirts, and well-kept afros. I didn’t pay attention to them much, and carried on with my conversation as usual. As the line moved, my friends walked into the ride enclosure first, pairing together and leaving me alone. They apologized, but now I either had to sit alone or sit with someone else. I sat in the seat behind them, looking down at my feet as I kicked them aimlessly. I felt the weight of the swing shift slightly as someone had sat next to me. I slowly lift my head to see who it was, and to my surprise, it was one of the boys I was standing behind earlier in the line. My face heated immediately, I’ve never been so close to a boy before. He had beautiful brown, glowy skin and big, gleaming, brown eyes that were accentuated by his blue button-up shirt. Ive always been shy - only stuck to the friends I knew, especially in public, but then he spoke.

“Hi.” The boy said suddenly, pulling me out of my thoughts. I reacted quickly, not wanting to seem weird, and gave a meek smile, “Hello.” I said, softly.

The ride kicked to a start as it took us up the tower, the swing now high up in the air. I close my eyes, enjoying the feeling of the wind blowing in my face. I momentarily forget about the complete stranger beside me, but he spoke again.

“I’m sorry, my brothers made me sit somewhere else because they decided to pair up together.” He said, just loud enough for me to hear.

“It’s okay, my friends did the same thing.” I replied, surprised at how easily my words came out. Usually, I’d stutter and say something stupid, but thankfully I didn’t this time.

“What’s your name?” He asked.

After I answered and steered the question back to him, he seemed to stop and think for a few moments.

“Michael.”

I giggled slightly under my breathe and turn towards him, he looked surprised for some reason.

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Michael.” I say non-chalantly, even though i’ve literally never spoken to a boy outside of my church group before.

He smiled, and for some reason, I suddenly felt butterflies in my stomach; and it wasn’t the nachos I had earlier. He was… pretty. Which puzzled me, because only girls are called pretty, but this boy was… beautiful.

The ride came to a slow stop as the swing lowered to the ground again. I got up from the seat and walked towards my friends, forgetting that I had started a conversation with the person next to me. I guess I’m just not used to the social interaction.

I felt a soft hand touch my upper arm. I turn around to once again, to see the beautiful boy that sat next to me on the ride. “You’re really pretty.” Michael says, almost shyly.

I can only imagine what my face looks like; bright red, eyes wide, mouth slightly agape.

“I- uh… well- uh.. thank you” I stutter, completely embarrassed. He laughs.

“Let’s go find another ride.” He offers

I glance at my friends who are waiting for me outside the gate. “I’m here with my friends…” I say as I gesture to them.

He tilts his head, “Well,, what time do you have to be home? Just one ride?” He coaxed.

I bit my cheek, boys are no good, you know he only wants you for… well you know.

But this might be a once in a lifetime experience. I mean - I had to beg my parents to let me go out tonight, and he seems… sweet? I think for a few more moments. I eventually tell myself that I’ll repent later, and agree to his request before quickly telling my friends.

You both walk along the rocks, looking at all of the rides.

“Do you live around here?” Michael asks, curiously.

I nod “I do, I live on Hayvenhurst.” I say, kicking the rocks gently as I walk.

He gasps, “So do I!”

I chuckle at his dramatic reaction, “Well, I guess we’re neighbors.”

We walk for a bit longer, and finally got in line for another ride. It looks like an alien spaceship; so I’m guessing it’s the zero gravity ride, which happens to be my favorite. I squeal excitedly, and had the sudden urge to tell him more about myself; which is unusual for me.

“Last year was my first time going to the fair and I LOVED this ride” I said, impatient to get on.

He smiles, chuckling softly. “I can tell, it’s a pretty fun ride.”

One ride after another, and soon it’s sunset.

After we got off the last ride, I exclaim “I gotta get home!”

He jumped, obviously not expecting the exclamation.

“Uh- okay, well, can I get your phone number?” He asked.

I don’t know what to say. I don’t wanna be mean, but I CANNOT! That’s something that girls do when they want a boyfriend, and I certainly DON’T want that. Well.. at least that’s what I tell myself.

“I’m sorry I- that’s not a good idea.” I decide to say as I run in the opposite direction. Luckily the fair was close to my house so I was home before the sun had fully set.

When I got home I was so guilt ridden that I immediately dropped to my knees beside my bed and prayed for hours.

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We all need a little 1970s Michael Jackson in our lives JUST sayin

— ᨳଓ . Circa 1978 - Westlake Village, California

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baby michael so cute :(

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It had been 3 summers since you last saw him…

Not proof read!

No warnings - yet ;)

Part 2 out soon…

This is a repost because I forgot to add tags 😐

Since high school graduation, you and Hayden went your separate ways, despite being childhood lovers.

It started out as an innocent sandbox friendship. You shared crayons, he shared his Caprisuns, and you both shared a connection that couldn't be replicated by anyone. One of the great things was that Hayden lived across the street from you, so it was easy to run out and play with each-other after school.

That innocent friendship evolved into something romantic when high school started. He started flirting, you flirted back. Things progressed, he was your first kiss.. etc.

You often look back on that warm summer night in April, towards the end of your senior year, when Hayden told you he'd be going out of state for college. You didn't know how to react. You pushed him away, because in your logic, it would be much easier to forget him if you detached your feelings from him before he left...

right?

Since the last time you saw him all those years ago, your mind buried his memory deep down. You thought it was for the best, and although he was apart of your life for so long, nothing stays forever.

You stayed in your state for college. You enjoyed the familiarity of the weather and the seasons. Your freshman year went by quick, so did your sophomore year. But junior year, however, was agonizing. Your studies had begun dragging you down. Your job was demanding, and worst of all, your boyfriend at the time had cheated on you.

It felt like rock bottom.

When second semester ended, your parents teased you endlessly about the fact that you practically ran home the day after school ended. But in truth, you were just glad to be home.

One night, about a week after you came home, you sat by your window that looked out into the neighborhood.

You saw a silver car drive down the block and park on the driveway of... Hayden's house. Your face flushed as you watched intently.

Hayden's parents came out of the house, visibly excited, and helped him gather his stuff and take it inside the house. You couldn't see details, but you recognized the sandy blonde hair.

You felt like crying and screaming all at the same time. It had been easy to forget about him at college since you were busy all the time, but now that you're home, all you could do was think about him.

One early morning in June, you decided to head to the gym to keep yourself busy for the time being. As you were walking down the driveway to your car, you look over across the street mindlessly and see Hayden, staring right back at you. You look down at your feet immediately, getting into your car quickly. You think to yourself, "he wasn't staring at me. He was probably looking at something behind me."

You practically boiled with anger. But the truth is, you were still angry. Angry that he hadn't chosen to be close to you for college, angry that he let you push him away.

But most of all, you were angry because he hadn't called.

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𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘦𝘭 𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘰𝘯 - 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘺 𝘈𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘊𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳

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Someone has a crush!

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Anakin had trust issues.

Everyone knew that.

Since his early padawan days, since meeting you, he’d been more on edge than ever. He felt.. stressed.

He didn’t know how to feel about you, he just knew that.. you were different,

He would see you in the temple, sometimes walking along the sidewalk at sunset, sometimes walking with your friends through the busy market on Saturday mornings. He would always see you.

He’d never admit to it, but he would look for you, even in rooms where he knew you wouldn’t be.

But, he will never admit to himself that he likes you. Obi-Wan noticed it too. He’d be training in a room in the temple with the door open, glancing occasionally to see if you’d walk by. But what made him so on edge, is that you were unpredictable.

You were never in the same spot two days in a row, you never wore your hair the same way, even you smelled different everyday.

One day, Anakin was walking along the market one Saturday morning. He casually watched the crowd with silence, until his eyes landed on you. You were standing by a fruit vendor, picking out various things. Anakin made his way through the crowd to you, but stopped a few feet away.

He couldn’t quite figure out what was so… different about you.

Everytime he looked at you, his heart fluttered. The first time it happened, he thought that something was physically wrong with him. He’d never loved anyone before. He was a Jedi after all, and Jedi don’t love. At least, that’s what he tells himself.

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Anakin stepped forward, tapping you on the shoulder. You turned around, your sun-kissed skin glowing in the morning sun as he looked at you. You smiled up at him innocently, asking him what he was doing here before showing him what you had bought. Suddenly, his words couldn’t form correctly, so he just nodded and smiled softly. You just chuckled, thinking he just didn’t have anything to say. He was quiet like that, you thought.

Anakin cleared his throat suddenly, touching your arm gently. Anakin asked you to come with him. And although you were confused, you agreed. You two walked along the sidewalk together, out of the market, and into the heart of Coruscant. Various types of trees and flowers lined the path lit by lamps as you two walked. You were curious, Anakin usually only gave you a slight head nod as he walked past, but never stayed to talk. He led you to a water fountain, and sat down.

He took a deep breath as you sat down, looking down at his hands. You tilted your head, visibly confused as you watched his face flush slightly.

Then, he tells you everything. How you make his heart flutter. How his words get stuck in his throat whenever he tries to talk to you. He tells you how beautiful you are and how much he likes you. He almost says love, but he quickly caught himself. He didn’t dare glance up at you, afraid to look at the expression on your face.

You just look at him, bewildered is a good word for how you feel. You had no idea, you thought he had no interest in you. When he was finished talking, you didn’t know what to say. He cowardly looks up at you, but sees the shock on your face. He quickly back tracks and apologizes, thinking he said something wrong. But you interrupt him, and tell him it’s okay, but you had no idea he felt that way.

He turns toward you, and tells you that anyone who’s met you thinks that way, because you are perfect.

Hours pass with conversations about everything. The sky turns a dark blue, then purple, then black as the day turned into night.

At the end of the night, you look at him, and you express how much you’ve missed out on for the past few months you’ve known him. You tell him you never knew he was so thoughtful, how he felt so deep.

From that day, to the present, they fall deeply in love…

and have Luke and Leia…

…

And raise them on Naboo.

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Anakin Skywalker x Princess

(idk what im doing but im a good writer)

Hope you enjoy :•)

This story happened a long time ago in a galaxy far far away…

Y/n was a beautiful, smart, elegant, and kind princess. She was the daughter of the queen and king of Naboo. Since she was born, she has been a target for assasination attempts, along with her siblings and her parents. After her siblings grew up, y/n was the only child left in the palace. So, her parents got her a personal body guard.

It wasn’t the smartest decision they’ve made, considering the chosen body guard was a particular handsome and young jedi, named Anakin Skywalker. Anakin was reckless, but he was smart, and knew the king very well. When y/n was 14, she first met young Anakin. His buzzed hair that curled slightly at the ends, the way his eyes gleamed despite having a pretty heavy name, “The Chosen One”. She always knew she liked him. But she never said anything. It was too dangerous, she thought.

One summer day on Naboo ….

Y/n sat on the wooden dock that sat on the most beautiful lake in her backyard. She always came out here, it was her safe space. She felt someone watching her, however, and turned around.

“Hi ani” y/n smiled, not surprised to see him.

“Hello princess, what brings you out here?” He asked, walking toward her, his padawan braid blowing slightly in the wind.

She shrugged, going back to watching her toes dip into the lukewarm lake water. “I like it out here.”

Anakin hummed, smiling softly. Although jedi are supposed to be emotionally detached and whatnot, Anakin was quite animated around her, which made y/n feel all warm inside. “What are you doing out here? I thought you had training this time of day.” y/n asked.

Anakin sat down beside her, “Obi-Wan let me have a late training today, so I could come out here with you.”

Y/n felt her heart flutter. She knew that he didn’t mean it in a flirtatious way, but she couldn’t help but daydream. They sat in silence for a few minutes before y/n stood up, brushing her dress off before walking toward the palace.

“I’m going to go take a nap, ani.” she said simply. she held out her hand for him

Anakin hesitated, knowing that he was absolutely not allowed into her room. “I’m sorry princess, but I will stay out here. Have good dreams.”

Her face fell slightly, but she quickly fixed it. She hoped that one day, he’d give in, and just enjoy her company like she did his. She waved goodbye before walking inside. She sighed to herself, glancing back at Anakin who was now standing up from the dock. She headed up to her room.

That night, y/n stayed up late reading a book, but she kept zoning out. She couldn’t stop thinking about him. So she got up from her bed and headed downstairs, knowing he’d be down there. Her bare feet fell silent as she walked down the steps and into the living room. Anakin sat on the couch, polishing his lightsaber.

Y/n walked into the living room, “Are you busy?” she asked softly. Anakin looked up, shaking his head as he patted the spot beside him. “What are you doing up, little one?” He always called her that, despite their age gap only being two years. Y/n shrugged, sitting beside him.

“I can’t stop thinking about something.” Y/n said softly, almost sheepishly. Anakin looked over at her, slightly confused “What’s in your mind, princess?” His deep voice was soft as he looked at her, his eyes locked onto hers.

Y/n couldn’t look at him. As she started to think about what to respond with, her face heated up. Anakin noticed, reaching up to touch her cheek gently. “Tell me, princess. Are you okay?”

Y/n’s heart fluttered. “I just…” she sighed. “it’s embarrassing, i’m sorry.” y/n looked down at her fingers. “I can’t stop thinking about you.” She finally said

She was afraid to look at him, so she missed the way his face turned red, the way his eyes widened. “About me?” He clarified.

She nodded, finally gathering the courage to look at him. “I always think about you.” She said shyly. “Princess..” Anakin started, but y/n interrupted him. “Please don’t reject me.” she quickly said.

He shook his head. “No, princess” Anakin chuckled lightly “You know I can’t reciprocate.” Y/n’s face flushed with further embarrassment. Didn’t she just say to not reject her? But as she started to dig deeper into her thoughts, he spoke again,

“I think about you too, princess.”

Y/n looked at him, surprised to say the least. “You.. do?” She asked hesitantly.

He responded with a nod, smiling softly. “I do.”

Anakin reached up, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I think you’re beautiful, y/n” He said softly.

Y/n looked at him, the fire in the fireplace making the shadows appear across his handsome face. “Thank you.” Y/n whispered.

For a few moments, time seemed to stop as Anakin looked at her. She didn’t know what to do.

“Can I kiss you?” He whispered quietly, so quiet that she could barely hear him. But she nodded, and he slowly lowered his lips onto hers, tilting his head slightly.

Y/n closed her eyes, kissing him back so gently, she wondered if he could feel her nervousness.

Anakin’s hand cupped her cheek gently while his other hand moved his lightsaber from his lap to the couch. She hummed softly, feeling him lean forward, causing her to lean back onto the couch until she laid down. He hovered over her, breaking the kiss slightly to look at her. “You okay?” He whispered.

She nodded, totally mesmerized by him. He slowly reached down, taking one of her hands and putting it on his neck, wanting her to touch him. She obeyed, her fingers curling slightly against his neck as she kissed him deeply. Anakin scooted her up slightly so her head was resting on the arm rest of the couch. “You’re so beautiful.” He murmured.

Y/n felt hot, oh so hot. She felt like she could melt. She felt his hips settle on top of hers. It wasn’t dirty, more comfortable than anything. “Ani…” She breathed out. “I’m here.. just let me feel you.” Anakin whispered back, kissing down her jaw to her neck. Y/n hummed softly, her hand going to his hair. He hummed in response, letting her know he liked that. Anakin’s hands wandered up and down her torso before settling onto her hips, making y/b squirm slightly under the pressure. Anakin lifted his head, looking at her.

“I like you, Y/n, even though i’m not supposed to.”

Y/n looked at him “I like you too, Anakin.”