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Homeless

HarryStylesCardigen

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Parties 51
Durée 1h 9m

HarryStylesCardigen

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*WARNING USES STRONG LANGUAGE MAY NOT BE APPROPRIATE FOR SOME VIEWERS*
Hi I'm 14 it is the year of 1972. Im homeless and im sitting outside of a Jackson 5 concert. What I didn't realize is that Michael Jackson would maybe fall in love with me. Or so I thought.Tous Droits Réservés

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Maybe Us. (Vance Hopper x FEM! Reader), écrit par heorri

You had been attending the same school for over 15 years, obviously because you were born in the small town in North Carolina. You were living a pretty normal life, till all of the abductions started happening in 1977. But lets go back a bit. Lets go back to the year 1976. You had been on a night shift on November 18th, 1976. There were many more people than your previous shift. Really the only people there were dropouts, druggies, drug dealers, freaks, and alcoholics. All around the ages 14-22. Everybody was pretty chill with eachother, except for a few people, but that was just the minority. You had been zoned out while staring at the clock, then suddenly heard a DING! Some kid wanted to buy some cigarettes again. You looked at him and he said "Jesus kid, you in a mental insitute or something? Snap out of it." you ringed him up after he asked you for a pack of camels, and then looked at a familiar guy playing pinball. The same blonde that got over 100,000 his last time he came. Everybody started hyping him up, so he's trying to beat 100,000. You remember the mess you had to clean up after some kid accidently knocked over a bunch of beer. You like to not think about how it ruined your favorite pair of shoes. He messed up again, and kicked the machine. You yelled out to him "That thing costs money you know." then he looked at you. His face almost looked angelic. But he had been the jerk of your highschool, so he couldn't be that angelic. He looked away and picked at his pockets. He pulled out nothing. He started walking up to you and started asking for a dime. "Come on, I feed you guys this money all the damn time. Plus you will just get it back." "Then maybe don't waste all your money on pinball. We've gained around $200 with you coming here almost everyday. Thanks for that." and then you smiled while picking up your book. He looked at you in anger, then you looked back up at him. He looked like he was in a bad mood. "Here's a dime." you said handing him a dime.

(18+) The Punishment (Complete), écrit par mjjlovebug

Joseph wasn't satisfied about my sacrifice in the Jackson 5. He said I'd gotten cocky and sloppy. Me? I was the lead singer, the star, goddamn it! How could he say something like that. I'd busted my ass off my entire life, and this is what I get? 'A trip' to Barrow, Alaska, to get my mind straight, as he so firmly called it. I knew his temper, though, so there wasn't really any other option than to accept his decision. He'd beat me senseless if I objected. So, whether I liked it or not, he put me on the plane, and that's that. ~~~ Written and completed in 2018 Word count: 14.198

Cinderella, écrit par LOVE_MJ_777

MJJ Imagine No. 29 One morning on my way to work I was stopped at a red light. I looked down at the playlist on my phone and started scrolling through it. When I saw "Cinderella Stay Awhile" by Michael Jackson, a short story started playing itself out in my mind like a film. By the time I reached work, I had the entire story in my head. After months and months of writer's block, it's funny how my brain up and started creating this story just from seeing the words "Cinderella Stay Awhile." I have no explanation for it. This imagine is not like my others where you, the reader, are my main female character. Instead, meet Samantha: "I don't know if it's true or not, but I like to think of him as a man who has trouble trusting women but who will fall deeply in love with the woman who treats him like the guy next door and who doesn't care that he's a celebrity and has been a world-wide celebrity since childhood. I see him as willing to be vulnerable with this woman even though it scares the heck out of him. I also make the woman extremely trustworthy and someone who will always be there for him, someone who will let him be vulnerable when he needs to be, and someone who will cherish and value his privacy as much as he does." He looks away and quietly whispers to himself so Samantha doesn't hear, "If only there was such a woman." He stares at the wall across from them. "Will?" He looks back at her. "I'm sorry. Did I say something to upset you?" He looks back at the wall. "No. I was just thinking. Sam?" He looks at her. "Actually, is it okay if I call you Sam or do you prefer Samantha?" "Sam is okay if it's okay that I call you Will instead of William?" He chuckles. "Will is okay." "Then Sam it is." He smiles. "Sam, what makes you think Michael Jackson doesn't trust women?" What will Samantha's answer to Will's question be? Will Michael Jackson make an appearance and why did I title this short story "Cinderella?"

You Are Not Alone (Michael Jackson Love Story), écrit par 90slover_

October 15,1997, Durban,South Africa, Kings Park Stadium Michael Jackson's POV "MICHAEL!,MICHAEL!,MICHAEL!", the screams of my moon walkers is what I hear as I get closer to the stage. Ever since I went solo, life has had its ups and downs. Of course some people didn't agree with my decision, but those who did are my real fans and supporters. Destiny has stuck by my side the whole time despite rumors made by paparazzi and tabloids, and I love her for that. She thinks tonight is just a regular night with just singing and dancing but I'm adding a surprise twist. Tonight on that very stage, I'm going to ask her to marry me. I can't see myself spending the rest of my life with anyone but her. "Alright Mike, it's show time", Frank says. We do our pre-show ritual and I walk on stage. As the lights come on, the crowd's screams get louder, if that's even possible. I am Michael Jackson, entertainer, lover, brother, and son and this is me. This is who I am.

A Tender Touch, écrit par perfectinawhorishway

Michael Jackson and the person he would've deserved. / set in BAD era / / actual events used for reference /

Starry Wonders: Heaven Reached at Last *REWRITING*, écrit par zan8901

**REWRITING** After traveling to the countryside to take a break from society, Monty Darling was beginning to relax into the solitude. That is, until an influx of nightmares and sightings of a blue-eyed, shadowy figure start to threaten her safety and mental state. Paranoia plagues her existence, and just when she feels she's on the brink of insanity, she dreams of a radiant star, then finds a naked man beaten and starving in the cornfields behind her house, growing enamored by the mystery and child-like innocence he possesses. **TW: Mental illness, disillusionment/detachment, swearing, violence, horror, gore, slight sexual content (nothing too explicit), mentions of child abuse, imprisonment, mentions of psychological abuse/manipulation **Michael is not famous in this story. ***And thank you so much for the lovely cover, motownmimi. It really means a lot to me.

A Day Just for Us, écrit par LOVE_MJ_777

MJJ Imagine No. 20 A few moments in your imaginary life with Michael Jackson. This is the second Michael Jackson dream I've had, also a short dream, which I turned into an imagine. My dream in a nutshell: I was meeting my parents for lunch to discuss a new bible study course being held. After lunch, I was the last in the parking lot and as I was driving out a little girl decided to walk out in front of me. That little girl turned out to be Paris Jackson. The next thing I know, Michael and I are talking and then he's giving me a tour of the house he's staying at. Then we're playing with Prince and Paris and the next thing I know, I've stayed over and it's now the next morning and I'm getting ready for the four of us to go to church together. It was a pretty strange dream that of course made all the sense in the world while I was asleep. LOL Do "you" strike up a conversation with Michael? Does he invite "you" back to his house to get to know "you"?

Only time will tell , écrit par Goddess_thewriter

You are the founder and CEO of Bel-Air Marketing. You pride yourself on work, it's become your first and second love. Your friends say it's because you refuse to date since your breakup with your fiancé Jonathan Majors 5 years ago. You say it's so you can continue your lavish lifestyle in your 8 bedroom 6.5 bathroom mansion in LA. You come from a poor family, you're a first generation college grad that created an all black marketing company in Bel Air. Your friend Bri host a charity auction every year to support those with Lupus. Since you loss your mom to lupus you donate 10k to the event every year. This will be the first year that you actually attend. Little did you know that your best friend entered you into the auction for a chance to win a 24-hour date with a celebrity. Little did you both know that the celebrity was the Michael Bakari Jordan! 24 hours changed your world. But what happens when a new love brings an old past back? (Please excuse the fact I started writing in 3rd person and then 1st person) also I wrote this all from my phone which likes to change words so sorry in advance for grammatical errors or automated words I'd love to release part two of this book.....BUT I NEED YALL TO DROP THE COMMENTS AND SHOW THIS ONE LOVE FIRST!!!!

Back In Time To Meet The Jackson 5, écrit par thriller5

Remember how Nina and her friends travel back in time to go see Michael Jackson and let him live for the rest of his without loneliness? Well, here's when they say they go back to meet the Jackson 5 members to help then out of abuse or when little + teenage Michael not be so depressed of what his family think of him. Will Michael and his brothers + his other family let the teens help them or will they have to return back where Michael is?

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Maybe Us. (Vance Hopper x FEM! Reader)

You had been attending the same school for over 15 years, obviously because you were born in the small town in North Carolina. You were living a pretty normal life, till all of the abductions started happening in 1977. But lets go back a bit. Lets go back to the year 1976. You had been on a night shift on November 18th, 1976. There were many more people than your previous shift. Really the only people there were dropouts, druggies, drug dealers, freaks, and alcoholics. All around the ages 14-22. Everybody was pretty chill with eachother, except for a few people, but that was just the minority. You had been zoned out while staring at the clock, then suddenly heard a DING! Some kid wanted to buy some cigarettes again. You looked at him and he said "Jesus kid, you in a mental insitute or something? Snap out of it." you ringed him up after he asked you for a pack of camels, and then looked at a familiar guy playing pinball. The same blonde that got over 100,000 his last time he came. Everybody started hyping him up, so he's trying to beat 100,000. You remember the mess you had to clean up after some kid accidently knocked over a bunch of beer. You like to not think about how it ruined your favorite pair of shoes. He messed up again, and kicked the machine. You yelled out to him "That thing costs money you know." then he looked at you. His face almost looked angelic. But he had been the jerk of your highschool, so he couldn't be that angelic. He looked away and picked at his pockets. He pulled out nothing. He started walking up to you and started asking for a dime. "Come on, I feed you guys this money all the damn time. Plus you will just get it back." "Then maybe don't waste all your money on pinball. We've gained around $200 with you coming here almost everyday. Thanks for that." and then you smiled while picking up your book. He looked at you in anger, then you looked back up at him. He looked like he was in a bad mood. "Here's a dime." you said handing him a dime.