⋆˚𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ He promised he'd call every Sunday. Before the fame, before Thriller, before the world claimed him, Michael Jackson was just a shy little boy from Gary, Indiana. And you were the only person who ever spoke for him when he couldn't. His microphone. Fifteen years later, during the chaos of the Victory Tour, he remembers your voice instantly. And suddenly, the past neither of you truly buried begins finding its way back to the surface. __________ Michael Jackson x Reader Ranking: 1 in #mjxreader

This is a collection of Michael Jackson imagines 🤍 If you love soft, emotional, and romantic scenes with Michael, you're in the right place. Warning: some chapters contain sexual content🔞 Every imagine in this book is written by me, so please don't copy or repost my work. If you enjoy, don't forget to vote, comment and share - it means a lot ✨ Enjoy reading 🤍

𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓷𝔂 ⎯⎯ ♡ what if 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 unexpectedly fell 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, just as the whole world was falling more & more in love with him? this is an 𝟏𝟖+ love story told chronologically 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫, starting with one magnetic encounter after the 1984 grammys & following the two of you through everything that happens when 𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢 ⎯⎯ every chapter contains content intended for mature audiences only. 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 & 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦. 𝐴𝑛𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑟 𝑐𝑖𝑟𝑐𝑢𝑚𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠, 𝑏𝑒𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑐𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠, 𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑙 & 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑑. ⎯⎯ by 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 © 2024-present

"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.

"Imagine yourself a store manager for a St. Louis clothing store by day and a singer in a local band by night. That was me for a while. But then in 1987, I moved with my husband/bandmate to Los Angeles to gain more notoriety. Fast forward, I end up on Michael Jackson's Bad Tour as his back up vocalist, leaving my husband behind. What's the definition of torture? Doing a show with a man every night that you find yourself quickly falling for; a man who is untouchable. You're married, he's not interested (or so you would think) and then there's that other guy on the tour that you're forming an inappropriate relationship with... The Bad Tour was TOUR-ture for me at times. There were a lot of great moments and lasting friendships were made but when you're touring with the biggest entertainer in the world, it's never all fun and games. Just hear my story."