#Mr.Jackson
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Any Michael Jackson fans here? ❤️
#michael jackson#music#king of pop#bad tour#Mr.Jackson#pop music#rocknroll#rock on#moonwalkers#appleheads#love
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Very grateful that the people i work with are understanding and respect my sleep schedule (re: me not being awake before midday) but its also so embarrassing sometimes cause i feel like a toddler because this literally just happened:
Lecturer- 'Alright so the client wants to have a meeting around 10am'
Me-'........'
Lecturer- 'You want me to call and wake you up?'
Me-
#my stuff#ty mr.jackson for callin and waking me up#dunno what id do without him#id have lost so many small jobs lol#and i know what ur thinking#phoenix just change ur sleep schedule#but my comrades#ive always been a day sleeper even as a kid#when i was going to school and had to be awake during the day i was straight up sleep deprived#so day sleeping is my natural sleep cycle
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Off to the races | CS55 x Reader
Summary - When your father sold you off into a loveless marriage with a feared mafia boss, you knew it wouldn’t end well, the two of you hardly ever speaking, but one night when your husband promises he’ll start doing better, you cousins help but believe him.
Warnings - swearing, whatever you’d expect from a Mafia story really
Requested - No - Yes
Type - Written
Not been proofread
You knew from the money that your father told you about the little arrangement he had made with Carlos Sainz, the most feared man in all of Spain, that you’d be unhappy as the result of it. You’re whole life you’d grown up lacking the luxury of having a lot of money, but you had a loving family that were worth everything to you, so you was content, but apparently your father didn’t feel the same.
He done something stupid. Something so incredibly stupid and wrong, he borrowed money from Carlos Sainz, money he knew for a fact that he would never be able to able to repay, so when the man showed up at your family’s home, a gun pointed at your fathers head unless he could offer up some kind of repayment, your father offered you up to the man without a moment of hesitation.
Carlos’ men came and hit you the next day, no matter how much you screamed and begged your mother and father to make them not take you, to let you stay at home with your family, they didn’t listen and you was taken away and married off to Carlos at the next available date.
He didn’t love you, he didn’t care for you, he needed you for one thing and one thing only, an heir. One to take over for him when he wouldn’t work anymore, to keep his family name leading the mafia past his lifetime, that’s all.
You didn’t have fun at the wedding, you never had fun, you woke up, had breakfast, wandered around the halls of your home, and went to bed, you hardly ever saw Carlos, it was rare he even came home at night.
You sighed, flopping onto your back as the moonlight shone through the crack in the curtains, yet another night that sleep seemed like something far out of reach, another night where Carlos wasn’t home and he was out doing god knows what.
You could never sleep alone, back at home you shared a room with your younger sister, your whole life you’d never have to stay in a room all alone, it was too quiet and empty.
“Fuck this.” You muttered as you threw the blanket off of your legs and slipped some shoes and a robe on as you walked out of your bedroom, the two guard that were always near you following a few steps behind, another annoying habit of your husband, having guards follow and track your every move.
You went into the kitchen to make a cup of tea, something your other used to do when you was a child and couldn’t sleep, and went to go sit on the back porch of your house, looking out onto the anchors of land that she now partly owned.
You groaned as you heard the door click open from behind you, “Mr.Jackson, I appreciate that you’re just going your job, but it’s a glass door, can’t you just look at me through it instead? It’s bad enough you’re always two feet behind me. No offence.”
“Is that how you talk to all my staff?” You instantly sat up straighter when you heard your husband’s voice instead of the British accent of your assigned bodyguard, you cleared your throat, “Sorry Mr.Sainz, I didn’t know it was you.” You whispered, your eyes still stuck on the land before you.
“No need to be so formal, cariño,” he said as he sat on the seat beside yours, “we are married after all.”
You scoffed and rolled his eyes at his words and muttered a quiet “Barley.” But he still heard you and turned his stare towards you, “and by that you mean?”
You rolled your eyes once again, “I see you four times a month if I’m lucky, Carlos. You’ve never wished me a happy birthday in two years of marriage. You see me as the key to continuing your family name. Nothing more.”
He didn’t know what to say, he was angry, not at you. At himself for letting you ever think the words leaving your mouth were true, “I’m sorry I’ve made you feel this way cariño.”
You shrugged and took a sip of your tea, the warm liquid gliding down your throat, “Don’t be. Our marriage is and always has been a business proposition, nothing more.”
He wanted to say so many things in that moment, how he picked you because from the moment he saw you, your enchanting eyes and sweet as honey laugh, he fell. He could get any woman from anywhere to continue his family’s legacy, but he chose you.
“Trust me, cariño,” he whispered as he moved from his seat and got on his knees in front of you, confusing you greatly as he took the warm mug from your hand and placed it in the ground, “you’re much more than a part of a business deal to me.” He whispered and he placed a gentle kiss to your knuckles, “I’ll do better by you, you’re my wife, my main priority,” he whispered, this side of him was new, so new you was scared to say that you liked it, “tell me what I can do to start making it better.”
You swallowed lightly, having no idea where this Carlos was coming from, “You can actually spend the night with me tonight.” Yous aid in a quite whisper, but he had no protest, he just nodded with a smile as he stood and picked you up, a,ing you help in surprise as your legs wrapped round his waist on instinct.
He carried you to your shared bedroom and placed you down into the bed and he went to change, when he tenured you was asleep against the soft pillows, the tea having worked its magic and your exhaustion catching up to you, he smiled down at your body as he got in bed careful besides your sleeping frame and pulled you into him, he was going to do better. He was going to be better, for you. He was.
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#carlos sainz x reader#carlos sainz x you#carlos sainz x y/n#carlos sainz x female reader#carlos sainz x oc#cs55 x reader#cs55 imagine#cs55 fluff#cs55 fic#cs55 smau#cs55 x you#formula one x reader#f1 x reader#f1 one shot#f1 imagine#charles leclerc x reader#f1 x you#f1 x y/n#f1 x female reader#f1 x oc#f1 x female driver#f1 x the internet#f1 x female oc#formula 1 x reader#ln4 one shot#ln4 x reader#ln4 x you#lando norris x you#mafia!f1#mafia fanfic
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Teacher: Mr.Jackson, as you know, the assignment was to bring something important to you.
Percy: Yeah, and I did that
Teacher: I meant an object not Mr.Underwood.
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“Mom.”
“I’m right here sweetie. Mommy’s here.”
“Mr.Jackson you will learn to control yourself, do you understand me?”
“Me?”
“Do you understand me?”
“He can’t help it Mrs.Dobbs, Percy’s special.”
“That’s enough. Pay them no mind. When you’re ready to here what the gods have in store for you, they’ll tell you. I believe in you, and I believe you’ll be needing this.”
#percy jackson and the olympians#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo disney+#pjo show#pjo series#pjo tv show#pjo tv series#pjo tv adaptation#sneak peek#mrs dobbs#nancy bobofit#percy jackson#chiron
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My Five H. Fics
Retired [Smut]
Ticking [Requested, Fluff, Ramble]
Platter [Requested, Angst, Jealousy]
Unheard Of [Commission AU, Smut, Slowburn]
Mr.Jackson [Requested, Fluff]
Petal [Requested, Fluff, Ramble]
Popstar Headcannons [Requested, Popstar AU!]
Task Finder [Requested!, Commission AU, Smut, Fluff, Angst if you squint]
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'kay so, it's eating at my brain that you have a clue to who i may be and i blame it on my emoji choice and 2 other things
1. i like andre more, but they're fire when working together
2. what? abt mj?? mr.jackson???
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hi baby <3 it’s okay you can stay anon if u want!! i haven’t checked my suspicion so you’re still quite anonymous to me. and yes! they’re cool as shit separate but together man? yeah.
yeah… back in 94 when michael and lisa marie presley met again, she was married. her and her husband got divorced and then her and michael got married RIGHT after in a private ceremony 😭 he was rlly on that type timing brah 😭
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Introduction:
Teacher (Mr.Jackson): Hello everyone, I hope you all have had a great summer break but it's time for your 2nd year at high school so I do hope you all know each other as we're already behind on the portion, actually we have a the newest addition to our class, which has been for the past year, Ahem, it's Mr.Keiti, keikt (clearly struggling at this point)
?? :Uhh may I?
Mr.Jackson: Yes of course
Harold: Harold Keitkare
Mr.Jackson: Ok then Harold sit right here, on the front bench.
(Harold sits in front of Alec) Our protagonists have met and their story begins..
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No one Knows It's You Miss Jackson
by Alliumwritezs
TommyInnit has been an Assassin since at the age of 9, now he's 16. And all his Assassinations has been sucessful. He never stays in a gamg long, he gets the Money, then he just leaves or kill's them, it depends on his mood.
But what happeneds when he gets a call from The Sleepy Bois Inc? One of the most known & Feared Mafia gang?
Or : TommyInnit has been a Assassin basically his whole life, gets a Assassination Mission by Sleepy bois Inc? What will happen? will this Mission be as easy as the other Assassination's done. [ TommyInnit Disguises himself only on missons ]
Or : This is an AU the Author came up with today- [ TommyInnit is Referred as Miss Jackson or Mr.Jackson, might be both or just Miss Jackson, Also the amount of chapters might change- ]
Words: 358, Chapters: 1/45, Language: English
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death
Categories: Gen
Characters: TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo, Phil Watson | Philza, Wilbur Soot, Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Niki | Nihachu, Most members of the Dream smp
Relationships: No Romantic Relationship(s), Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit, Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo & Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Assassins & Hitmen, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt No Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Light Angst, Heavy Angst, Traumatized TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), TommyInnit-centric (Video Blogging RPF), TommyInnit Angst (Video Blogging RPF), Blood and Gore, Violence, Weapons, Near Death Experiences, Past Character Death, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Bench trio team, dream team, Touch-Starved TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Author Is Sleep Deprived, Author is a TommyInnit Apologist (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo is a Sleepy Bois Inc Member, Ranboo is a Sleepy Bois Inc Member, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Mafia gangs, Gender Disguise, Disguise, This story is about characters not the Content Creators, This is a Alternate universe, Secret Identity, Identity Reveal, dramatic tommyinnit, Protective Sleepy Bois Inc, Villain Sleepy Bois Inc (Video Blogging RPF)
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/39802113
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I am very happy and proud to be on stage with Mr.Jackson Wang today.
Thank you.
From one of Number_i's fans
2024.4.15
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cheryl and her family mr.jackson
and lady
cuts the dick off and makes it a woman if you ask
hell yea he's the favorite
moohm
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Story title - Runaway
Summary - Nico probably should have just ran instead of giving the officer a fake address in hopes he’d leave him alone.
Pairing - None but could be Pre-Percy Jackson x Nico Di’angelo mostly though it's Gen with Nico & Mortal!Poseidon (who goes by Perry here 😂)
Warnings - none
Words - 1,222
Notes - OOC Poseidon, he is much softer and nicer here. Also, this is an old draft so it is minimally edited.
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“I can go in myself-“ He tried for the nth time.
The officer shook his head “Sorry bud, but I have to make sure you get in safe.” He then gave Nico a look, “And make sure your parents know where you were.”
Nico gave a weak smile. Right, his parents. He glanced at the door in front of them. He didn’t see a light on and hoped whoever lived here either wasn't home or had chronic memory loss.
His heart pounded rapidly as the man knocked on the door. There was a long pause where Nico tried again to get the man to just leave him.
“They are probably sleeping! I don’t want to wake them-“
“Then you shouldn’t have run off in the middle of the night.”
The door opened and Nico could swear his soul left his body. He was so screwed. Why did he give the officer a random address? Why did he think he could just wave the man off and pretend to go in? And now here he is, waking up some random person who probably doesn’t even have a kid. He was gonna be in so much trouble when they found out he lied.
An older man opened the door. Nico looked him over, dark hair, beard, green eyes, sweats and a Hawaiian shirt. Who wore a Hawaiian shirt to bed?
“Hello officer.” The man greeted, voice deep.
He glanced the two over with an obviously curious look.
The officer greeted him back.
“Hello sir, I’m sorry to bother you so late but I found your son here sleeping in the park. I suggest you keep an eye on him.”
Nico was going to die.
“The park?” The man repeated.
“Yes, he was sleeping on a park bench. Said he must have fallen asleep on the way back from school.”
The man thankfully didn’t look pissed that Nico had woken him up so late for such an obvious “misunderstanding”.
“Ah, I see.”
Nico closed his eyes, pained.
“You meant my nephew.”
Nico’s eyes snapped open to look at the man with shock.
“Nephew?” The officer repeated.
“Yeah, He’s staying with me while his father is away. He travels for work a lot, you see. So he stays with me.”
The officer nodded “I see, well.” The officer nudged Nico forward, “I hope I won’t find you sleeping on the bench again.”
Nico swallowed and nodded “Yes sir.” He agreed quietly, still taken aback by the man’s reaction.
“Don’t worry, Officer. I’ll keep an eye on him.”
“You see that you do, Mr?”
The man smiled “Mr. Jackson. Perry Jackson.”
The officer stepped back “Have a good night Mr.Jackson.”
“You too, Officer.”
Nico watched the officer get into his car and leave. He wasn’t sure he wanted to look back at the man in the doorway.
“So, the bench huh?”
Nico flushed “I’m sorry. I can just go-“
“Where?” The man asked, as he waved a hand at Nico’s backpack, “Unless you really did fall asleep on the way home from school, I bet that bag is full of all your stuff.”
Nico huffed “I’ll be fine.”
“Mmh, can’t sleep in the park anymore. I suppose you could use the tunnel but it’s full of creeps.” The man replied, far more casual than Nico thought he should be.
“I can find somewhere!” Nico insisted.
“Or you can just stay the night here.” The man offered with a shrug.
Nico paused, then looked at the man warily, “What?”
The man rolled his eyes “I’m not gonna do anything to you. I have a son about your age. I couldn’t let you just sleep on the ground when I have a perfectly fine guest bedroom.”
Nico couldn’t believe his luck.
“You have to want something.” Nico said, “Nobody just offers a room to some random kid who woke them up in the middle of the night with a police officer next to them.”
The man, Perry?, shrugged “You’re right. Hey, I could just call the police back up and tell them you are a runaway-“
“No! Please don’t send me back!” Nico pleaded. He couldn’t go back.
Perry paused then softened “Ok kid, I won’t. But I’m not gonna just let you die of frost. It’s nearly winter, the weather is dropping and I bet you don’t have any warm clothes to wear.”
Nico didn’t want to admit the man was right. He had his jacket and a few jeans but that was pretty much it.
“You hungry?” He asked.
Nico blinked at him, still cautious.
“You can leave right after if you want.” The man walked back into his house, leaving his door open.
Nico hesitated for a long moment, glancing out to the sidewalk before sighing. If he died, he died. It’d probably be much better than the hell he ran away from.
He stepped inside.
The first thing he noticed as he closed the door was the living room. A flat screen tv hanging from the wall, a small book shelf under it filled with movies. There was a dark blue couch with a lighter blue coffee table in front of it, decorated with shells. In fact the whole room reminded Nico of the beach. The light blue and sand colored walls, the random seashells and fish decorations. A painted wooden boat was sitting on another shelf.
He walked further down the wall next to him, a collage of family photos greeted him. He looked them over, a group of people, a man and a woman, a baby, a teen, then a different man and the same woman with another baby.
“That’s my son.” Perry said from the kitchen doorway, “And that.” He added as he was walking over to point at the man and woman holding a baby, “Is my ex-wife Sally and her husband Paul. They just had a newborn.” He had a surprisingly soft expression on his face considering he was talking about his ex-wife and her new husband.
“Why do you have a picture of your ex?” Nico couldn’t help but ask.
Perry laughed loudly “She may be my ex but she is still my friend. It was a mutual break up I assure you.” He hummed, “And she is doing a lot better with Paul than she was with me.”
Nico’s eyes drifted back to the picture of the teen. He was pretty handsome. Dark windswept hair, a cheeky smirk on his face and beautiful sea green eyes.
“My son, Percy.”
“Does he live with you?”
“No, but he does stay over sometimes.”
Nico nodded.
“You want a sandwich? I have pb&j, ham and cheese or grilled cheese.” Perry noticed his hesitation and smiled gently at him, “I also have an unopened box of Mac and cheese if you want to make that.”
Nico’s eyes lit up before he looked away “I’m not hungry.”
Perry shrugged “Alright. I’ll eat the box myself then.”
Nico pressed his lips together.
“Along with the chicken nuggets I have left over from when Percy was last here.”
He ate chicken nuggets? Nico thought with amusement before his stomach growled and his cheeks heated up.
“Fine.” Nico huffed. Might as well go all the way he supposed.
He could hear Bianca berating him in the back of his mind. He pushed the thoughts away. She wasn’t here.
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50 Shades of Jackson.
#michael jackson#king of pop#music#musician#mr.jackson#50 shades of grey#50 shades of jackson#michael jackson memes#michael jackson meme
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my part of art trade with @cringrous ♥♥♥
Hope you’ll like it /w\ ♥♥♥
#skadoosh#my art#Mr.Jackson#art trade#cringrous#not my oc#cute skellie boi#i hope you'll like it /w\#♥♥♥
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You would look so cute on this jort u don’t under stand
That would be cute, but you know what would be better..... me on a hot fast motorcycle
#my Spanish teacher had on of these#he was so gay he told us a story about him leaving his wife for a man in spain#I would see him drive this to school every morning#he also made us quesadillas on the last day of school#ugh I miss him#MR.JACKSON I MISS YOU#crying emoji#ask#simulationcowboy
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Hey I'm Ms. Tittlemouse from the story of the same name. I wanna say fuck you to all my canonmates, y'all were annoying as hell. Mr. Jackson destroyed my home and also the flopsy bunnies deserved better parents who didn't FALL ASLEEP when Mr. McGregor was outside! I helped save those bunnies. The flopsy bunnies are sweet babies who deserved better, but the rest of y'all are dead to me.
#Ms. Tittlemouse kin#Mr.Jackson kin#flopsy bunny kin#Mr.McGregor kin#fictionkin#dear fictionkin#Anonymous
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