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i just saw a funny tiktok about a couple and the girl had just given birth and had clogged milk ducts and her husband helped her out and that was her “why” 😭 and i was likee waiitt husband!michael sucking on ur nips after giving birth to help u👀👀
this one is now out on @shortnfreaky
question for you guys, is it worth making a new main blog rather than keeping a side blog? i’ve never had many problems with a side blog until now. most x reader communities are not as active in the comments and communication of it all. but the michael x reader tag is so active in comments and i love it! but since it’s a side blog, i can’t actually reply to comments, or even write my own. just a genuine question for anyone who may have had the same problem! it would be a lot of work to repost all of my fics (from all fandoms) onto a new blog, but i do feel like it would be worth it.
so i ultimately decided to just make a new blog! i will be going through the process of reposting all of my fics onto there
anyways go follow the new blog, @shortnfreaky
im sorry are we loosing ancient texts…why are people so mean to fan girls?? fan girls are literally the back bone to fame and community (there’s a few people out here now who’d be nothing without them — full shade) therefore why did i just see someone in the ff / ff writer community talk shi on michael ff writers…like ugh are we serious??not to get too deep or anything but ff of michael is how a lot of fans cope and there’s nothing wrong with that, period. michael means a lot to a lot of people and if i wanna have fun playing pretend i will do that. honorable mention !! michael read ff OF HIMSELF so trust me if he was uncomfortable he would’ve said that.
if ur a lame ass hater trying to label michael ff writers/readers as something we aren’t remember the block button exists.
𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲
ᥫ᭡. a michael jackson one-shot
Summary: You see an interviewer pushing your husband's boundaries and come to his defense.
a/n: this isnt proofread! this kinda sucks but I saw this interview and desperately wished someone had came to michael's defense, so I decided to write this quickly. also sorry for being inactive, I'm taking summer courses!
"Michael, are you sure about this? These interviewers seem to be getting more overbearing."
He held your face softly. "Baby, it's fine. Bashir and I worked out a formal agreement." He replied, kissing you softly before smiling at you.
question for you guys, is it worth making a new main blog rather than keeping a side blog? i’ve never had many problems with a side blog until now. most x reader communities are not as active in the comments and communication of it all. but the michael x reader tag is so active in comments and i love it! but since it’s a side blog, i can’t actually reply to comments, or even write my own. just a genuine question for anyone who may have had the same problem! it would be a lot of work to repost all of my fics (from all fandoms) onto a new blog, but i do feel like it would be worth it.
𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭| 𝐌.𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧
Summary: After spending the entire day exploring the city, shopping, and laughing alongside your husband and his friends, you returned home completely exhausted. As the evening settled in and the distractions of the day faded away, all your attention shifted back to Michael. The quiet intimacy of being alone together after hours apart from the world stirred feelings you’d been trying to ignore all day, leaving you craving nothing more than his undivided attention.
Warning: 18+, smut, sneaky handjob, sub!michael, etc.
You spent the entire day with your husband and a few of his friends. Early that morning, Michael practically dragged you out of bed, eager for you to finally meet them and spend the day shopping together. Wanting to make him happy, you happily tagged along, knowing how much it meant to him that the people he cared about got to know you.
Throughout the day the four of you went through multiple boutiques & shopping centers. Watching Michael shop around was like watching a kid in a candy store, he lit up almost instantly coming across antiques and new technology devices. But his second passion was watching you gawk over designer pieces & jewelry. By the end of the day the trunk was full of shopping bags, even having to ride with some in your lap
The ride home was filled with easy conversation and music. Michael immediately lit up when one of his favorite songs came on the radio, singing along and swaying to the beat from the backseat. You couldn’t help but smile as you watched him. Eventually, his attention drifted back to you. Reaching over, he rested a hand on your thigh before sinking comfortably into his seat, a content smile playing at the corners of his lips
“Thank you for spending the day with me dollface” leaning in and kissing your cheek
“Of course, you don’t have to thank me for doing things like this with you Michael—I love you”
His face flushed so badly he had to turn away and stare out the window. Smiling, you leaned closer and pressed a gentle kiss to his neck, watching a shiver run through him as goosebumps rose along his skin
“Baby stop—“ he whispered “You know what that does to me”
“What am I doing?”
Gently tracing your hand over his bulge before sticking it inside his pants, maintaining eye contact with him. His big brown eyes now on the verge of bulging out as he felt your warm hands wrapped around his dick
“There’s people in the car with us” he hissed
“And?” Rubbing your thumb across his tip and using his precum as lubricant to stroke him
“As long as you’re quiet nobody will know” your lips connected with his neck again before resting your head on his shoulder
Your dominant hand stroking his dick up and down through his sweats. Listening to his sweet undertone moaning but trying to keep his composure, at some point he had to lower the baseball cap on his head to try and hide his flustered appearance
His hands gripped onto the seat underneath him trying to keep his composure. Lips quivering as he tried to contain his moaning—trying to mask it with throat clearing and humming to the music
“You look so handsome trying to keep your composure for me”
Looking towards Michael’s friends you seen how in depth they were in their conversation, taking this opportunity to bend your head and spit all over his tip and using it as momentum to make him cum
“Michael” you whispered in his ear causing him to whimper in the palm of his hand
He groaned into his hand, eyes darting around to keep his focus off of the sensations you provided. Judging by the way he began jerking around you knew he was cum. You moved all of your attention towards his tip and began rotating your hand in a circular motion until you felt the first sput of his cum shooting out
Embarrassed and relieved Michael buried his face into the arm of the door and exhaled deeply—still trying to hum to the music as a way to release his moans. His cheeks completely red, resembling the color of red rose. You only slowed down the pace of your stroking
Michael turned his posture towards you and buried his face in the crook of your neck kissing it softly “Please don’t stop now” he whispered
“You want more?”
“Please baby” his hips slowly grinding into your soaked hand “Please milk me again”
As you gently kissed Michael again you fed him slow but firm strokes, kissing various parts of his face. His whimpers grew and so did his begging
“Just a little more”
“Please don’t stop”
“Like that”
“I’m not ready for it to be over”
Michael began kissing your shoulder and you could feel his lips quivering against your skin as he released his final orgasm. Tears fell against your skin and slight gasping could be heard “My god” he whimpered
“Michael you made such a mess on yourself” biting on his bottom lip before releasing it
You slowly pulled your hand out and licked the cum that landed on your fingertips and calm. Michael stared at you surf agony in his eyes and licking his lips at you
Finally the car ride came to an end as the two of you landed back in front of the large black gates. Michael rushing to grab the shopping bags to try and get you inside the house as fast as possible. Also equally embarrassed of the large cum stain visible on his sweats
You couldn’t get inside the house fast enough for Michael, he rushed you upstairs to the bedroom and stripped himself naked—waiting on your next command. Begging for more and needy for your touch
Taglist: @j-nae @eohqz @evetheegoonette
A/N: More sub!michael coming soon!
imagining fucking michael so hard his eyeliner smudges- I’M SORRY
baby girls
pairing: michael (any era, choose your fighter) x reader
summary: babies are stressful. that’s it. that’s literally the plot.
word count: 1443
content warning: not dirty, just stressy. mentions of pregnancy and post-partum (there’s implied post-partum depression), a tiny bit of body image stuff, lots of tears.
author’s note: i wrote this sooo fast in response to this, i had to sleep on it for a couple hours before posting to make sure it wasn’t complete garbage lmao. not my best work by far, but those are weirdly the fics that get the best response on here, so here you go. enjoy?
can i get some mj requests, im off of work tomorrow and plan on bed rotting and writing all day
request here!
guys, how about we ALL just take a chill pill and just hold hands and hug?😁
i swear, it's like i reload the screen and all of the sudden there's new drama appearing like michael fans when they catch word of his leg stepping into a building.
guys, WE'RE better than this🥹✌️
𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐄𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬| 𝐌.𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ mature!era Michael who loves when you stay up late with him even when you’ve had a long day just to listen to him vent about any and everything. Lying your head on his chest and listening to his relaxed heartbeat while his hands rested on your back was your favorite part
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ mature!era Michael who appreciated the little things you did for him. Like playing some of your favorite songs by him just so he could dance with you, it always brought him out of whatever mood he was in
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ mature!era Michael that loved how resilient you were. No matter what the media said about you and Michael’s relationship you never left his side. Always stood ten toes down behind him. Even losing your cool occasionally on paparazzi
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ mature!era Michael that truly believes he got lucky with you and not the other way around. Believing that you were his gift from above. Still not understanding how he found someone so beautiful, yet humble and gentle. Being so understanding to his every need and lifestyle
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ mature!era Michael who at times grew jealous when he thought about the age gap between the two of you. Every once in a while entertaining thoughts of some “younger and muscular” guy coming in and stealing you away. But you were always quick to put this rumor to bed, giving Michael the reassurance he needed
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ mature!era Michael who loved when you would ride him until his face was flustered and he begged for more. Your capability of keeping up with his high sex drive.
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ mature!era Michael who loved those late nights when only the two of you were awake so it gave you the opportunity to have sex anywhere in the home. Places like in front of the fireplace, the balcony, shower sex, and even bending over the kitchen counter in back shots
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ mature!eraMichael who has a secret kink for bending you over his knee and spanking you whenever you catch an attitude with him or try to ignore him
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ mature!era Michael loves when you go lingerie shopping just so you can return home and model it for him before he rips it off
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ mature!era Michael who loves being capable of making you orgasm just by the way he sucks your nipples. Loving the way you moan his name and cry out for more
A/N: I could literally go on with these for days but I’ll leave it here 🫦
Hii hear me out.
Mike recording in the closet and Princess Stéphanie of Monaco who does the girl parts of the song ends up missing her flight and (childhood bestfriend reader) is at the studio with him and he begs her to but the second she got into it and started saying the sexy lines michael gets turned on???? Pls see my vision
motivation| MICHAEL JACKSON
dangerous!mj x wife!reader
:when mike needs some background vocals for his song, he turns to his wife for help. but when she can't do it perfectly, he gives her some guidance.
cw: SMUT 18+!!, p in v, fingering (f!receiving), dirty talk, studio sex, unprotected sex (don't), creampie, multiple rounds, sorta rough sex, swearing, i think that's all?
an: i kinda did my own spin on this! hope you enjoy!
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being married to michael jackson comes with long nights in the studio with him. you love him, but sometimes he's a bit too OCD with his music. regardless, you try and stick through it for him.
you're sitting on the couch in his studio as he paces back and forth. today he is recording a song for his eighth studio album "dangerous", and was expecting princess stephanie of monaco to record her voice for some background vocals. "where is she?" michael rumbles out. he always runs a tight ship when it comes to music, probably why he's so successful. his producer reenters the room looking worried. "so, she missed her flight and won't be able to come in to record…" michael's eyes shut and he breathes deeply out of frustration. "can she record her lines and send them to us?" his producer shakes his head. "she doesn't have the proper equipment. i'm sorry michael." he stands there for a moment silently. "anyone have any ideas of who could do the lines instead?" he says lowly. theres a beat of silence as everyone thinks, "y/n…?" one of them says. you laugh thinking it was a joke, but quickly stop when you realize no one else was. michael's eyes land on you, "why didn't i think of that, baby, you can do it." you shake your head, "i'd love to help, mike. but my voice isn't cut out for that." michael steps over to you, "it's not singing, honey. just some sultry talking, maybe some hums and whatnot. c'mon…i know you can do it." you sigh and look down at your lap, "fine…but i'm not doing it in front of all these people, just you." you reluctantly get up. michael looks around the room expectantly, "you heard her, get out." the room is quickly emptied, leaving you and michael alone.
ִֶָ۶ৎ˖ִ ˚ shopping | michael jackson ۶ৎ˖ִ ˚
pairing: !anyera m.jackson x reader
something quick and small while i write the part two of my michael angst fic >.<
you had been having a terrible day. everything seemed to be going wrong, and by the afternoon you’d curled up on the couch, not wanting to deal with anyone, and of course, michael noticed immediately.
he sat beside you, studying your face for a moment.
“bad day?” he said gently, caressing your face.
“the worst.” you sighed.
a few minutes later, he was pulling you toward the front door before you had even had the chance to ask where you were going, and an hour later, you found yourself standing in the middle of rodeo drive.
you stared at him.
“michael.”
he smiled innocently.
“what?”
“absolutely not.”
“absolutely yes.” he grinned.
and before you knew it, he was leading you through designer store after designer store. every time you picked something up and said it was too expensive, he’d simply tell the sales associate to add it to the growing pile.
“michael, i don’t need this.”
“maybe not.”
he slipped an arm around your waist.
“but it made you smile.”
unfortunately, he was right. by the end of the afternoon, your arms were full of shopping bags and your bad mood had almost completely disappeared. as you walked back toward the car, michael glanced over at you.
“feeling better?”
you looked at him and laughed for the first time all day.
“a little.”
he raised an eyebrow.
you smiled.
“okay, a lot.”
michael loved spending his money on you.
computa how do i time travel to bad era Michael. quickest route. no freeways.
18+ mdni ❤︎ old man michael feeling ashamed when he gets a semi from you referring to him as daddy. because he knows it's never in that way, or at least that's what he tells himself to keep his tainted thoughts at bay. but it's just his body's involuntary reaction to you, that damn word falling past your plush lips paired with a small smile.
"daddy's home love bugs, go give him hugs 'nd kisses." ⎯ you're always the first one to notice michael's steps making their way to where his children are, and every single time he has to brace himself for your announcement before his children come running straight into his arms.
and whenever the kids has an exciting day, full of activities and laughs they always stumble over their words when they're trying to tell their father about their day. but luckily you're there to redirect them, "how 'bout you tell you're daddy 'bout touching the stingrays today," you gently urge prince when he's making himself breathless from telling his daddy about his day at the aquarium. but when you're too busy cutting up another piece of food for blanket, michael readjust himself.
it's just a few instances, but sometimes he can't believe you were the same woman who was too shy to call him michael instead of mr. jackson, and now you're referring to him as daddy? that's fine by him, he just needs a mommy to his daddy for his babies.
HEAR ME OUT. I saw this on ttk.
GUUUUUURL i love this 😭😭😭😭 i was so inspired, i'm afraid a did too much
michael jackson almost fainted at the sight of you wearing this black top with a keyhole. he could perfectly visualize the shape of your boobs through it. he shifted his weight and stared hard at you.
god, you're so beautiful; he was yearning for you like a fool.
"hey mike, aren't you staring too much?" a guy—who had the audacity to also stare at your boobs while asking him such a question—spoke up. michael just ignored him and strode purposefully in your direction.
he didn't talk to you.
not in front of everyone.