this is pretty much just a tiny blurb about mike being loud lol .
this is my first time posting an mj yaoi blurb so be nice . . please đ
đȘœ - If there was one thing that Michael Jackson couldnât doâ it would for sure be staying quiet during intimacy. His voice is heavenly, and you surely enjoy listening to his almost girlish noises when youâre deep inside him. But, it gets to a point, sometimes. Back when you first got together in the early 80s, youâd have to be careful when you two would have sex, because he could never ever keep his voice down for long.
What made it worse was the fact that most of Michaelâs family lived in the prestigious Encino mansion, and his room happened to be pretty near to his parentâs room.
That fact never stopped you both.
However, Michaelâs absurdly loud mouth certainly did. .
You often had to muffle his own mouth with your hand, but it usually didnât help, as his sounds would escape your hand immediately after. Other times youâd flip him over and press his face into a ginormous pillow or plushie; definitely a better option, he could moan and blubber as loud as he wanted.
Michaelâs personal favorite, however.. had to be when youâd suddenly claim his lips and swallow every noisy whine erupting from his throat. Even when you got a little rough with him sometimes, your kisses remained deep but gentle. Just enough to shush him affectionately.
I FOUND IT đđ BYEEEEEE LIKE SORRY IM GAY BRO HAHAHAH . like they had to search up the most specific fucking tags to find my fics ⊠u wanted that t4t cookie so bad . also all the replies saying that hes a real person BRO I AM AWARE ! im not dense, would u say this to the people who are writing straight fanfics ab this man?? No. exactly. i went thru their page and Hello they do read mj fics on tumblr. like sorry that this is the way i enjoy mj fics !!! girl bye. And also to the people saying im white LMFAOAOAOAOAOOA that is FUNNYđđđđ also to the person who said âmj was uncomfortable being seen as a womanâ my fic is literally about ftm trans michael⊠HES NOT A WOMAN BRO HE JUST HAS A PUSSY pls say ur transphobic and walk away
choose your era ! michael x neutral!reader | you propose michael, thatâs it, thatâs the fic.
A/N: lowercase on purpose, i'm too lazy right now. barely making life out and i need fluff right now so thanks:(
you are enjoying a nice afternoon, just the two of you sitting on a green field. trees, flowers join to your date, the breeze is soft against your skin. the picnic basket is empty at this point as the sun goes down. you laugh together, telling light jokes only you understand and remember old times.
today is perfect. none of you have schedule or things to attend to. you just exist and thatâs more than fine. a quiet calm comes after something funny michael had said.
he looks to the sky, his hands tight on yours, like if he didnât ever want to let go⊠and you observe him, eyes closed enjoying the pure air and the soft rays of light on his skin. heâs never looked so peaceful and your heart melts right there.
heâs the one you want to spend the rest of your life with. someone so caring, with a beautiful soul, who yearns for the same things as you doâŠ
âi love you,â you whisper.
michael smiles, his cheeks growing hot as he smiles, shy as he still is, even after all the years and all the things youâve been through. it still feels like the first time.Â
he turns slightly to look at you with a loving gaze.Â
âi love you more,â he answers.
itâs your turn to smile now. you lean onto him and kiss him softly.
and when you pull away, soft giggles mingle in unison. michael looks around, as if expecting you were caught doing something you werenât supposed to, but in reality he was still as nervous as you were.Â
because youâve been thinking about going further, not straight forward, but the idea has been implied many, many times. and he seems to get it. he is scared, as much as you were inside. but nothing else mattered when you knew he was the one you want to spend the rest of your life. and this is not how you want it to happen, however you canât help what you feel inside.
âmarry me,â you say with no second thought in mind.
âwhat?â he heard you well, you knew it.
âmarry me, michael,â you repeat after a breathy chuckle.
he swallows, brown eyes scrutinizing your face, trying to read your feelings, to understand what you just asked.
âbaby, wh-what you saying? shouldnât be me-â
âi donât care about that, i just care about you,â you cut him off. âand i want you by my side.â
his eyes soften, heart skipping a beat. âare you sure?â
you give him a nod, hand on his cheek, affectionately touching his skin. âweâve been through a lot together, i want it to last more⊠foreverâŠâ
michael leans onto your touch, and he knows no one holds him like you do, no one takes care of him as you do, no one understands him the same, and no one would ever complements him like you do⊠he realizes he needs to spend the rest of his life by your side. finding someone like you was once in a lifetime, he was convinced you were sent by god, and he was not one to deny the gifts of heaven.
âso marry me,â you softly speak, michael wakes up from his daydream.
this time he kisses you, and he tastes the fresh fruit you just had on your lips, until you lay back on the softness of the blanket, arms around his neck as you pull him closer to your body.
âis that a yes?â you ask once you are breathless.
he chuckles and pecks your lips one more time. âyes, iâll marry you, babyâ he beams, wide with bright eyes. âjust let me prepare something for you, let me buy you a ring, have a nice dinner, something big with our famil-â
âmichael!â
âthatâs my only condition,â he chuckles when you cut him off and rolls to your side, he clings to your arm, the fingers of his hand intertwine with yours, and he finally looks at you. those eyes you canât ever deny anything... âplease?â
you laugh, shaking your head. âyou wonât let me be until i agree, wonât you?â
itâs his turn to laugh. âyou know me too well.â
how does one define âfeminineâ? i was thinking about typing out the definition from marriam-webster here but i donât think that would work for what i want to try and examine.
femininity can take on many forms. itâs a social construct, and the ânormâ of what femininity âshould beâ is made purely from decades of colonialism, racism and misogyny. i think femininity is inherently tragic, especially for women of color and more specifically, especially for black women. but itâs interesting and heartbreaking to see that same tragedy latch on to michael.
michael jackson is a tragic figure but thereâs so much femininity in that tragedy.
tabloids needlessly ripped him to shreds but often did it in a way that felt âwomanlyâ. theyâd conjure up bizarre and egregious headlines and stories that you may see more for a woman. michael carried himself in a way that feels âfeminineââin the sense that defies how a man, a black man, âshouldâ carry himself. he was gentle, soft-spoken, maternal. society says black men cannot and are unable to possess these qualities so the world ripped him apart for it.
he wasnât afraid to defy gender norms. he wore womenâs clothing, makeup, had long eyelashes, lipstick, had long hair. and he did it with pride!
michael was very maternal and cared for children like they were all his own. if he were a woman, i truly believe the tabloids wouldnât have been nearly as scathing as they were.
michael was extremely educated; he loved to read. he was incredibly self aware. and sorry, this is something you donât see too often in a lot of cis men especially in the current climate. thereâs something so beautifully âwomanâ about him. he meshed his femininity and masculinity into one to present himself as someone so unique.
and thatâs the tragedy of it all. the feminine tragedy of michael jackson. and i weep.
i seen a lot of people on tiktok comment about mj fanfiction and how much they fucking hate it for some reason but my thing is, would they have the same energy about mj fanfiction if he was alive rn??? and it really makes me have sit with the question on if fanfiction on a celebrity should no longer be created if the person is no longer with us or should it not matter bc at the end of the day itâs fan fucking FICTION
Mind you these are some of the same people who turn around and read/write fanfics about their other âfavesâ lol. The line is always drawn at Michael
They literally baby this man as if he wasnât engaging in lustful behaviors his damn self.
He was A GROWN ASS MAN! Not some gullible dork they try to paint him out to be on TikTok
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