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Bad World Tour

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here are some rares (or at least rare to me) in this trying time - hugs to all who may be struggling with the news 💜

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Imagine going to Maestro's home to meet him. When you do, he is intrigued as you are not scared of him. You become fast friends.

Based off my imagine I recently posted, but I changed it a bit to fit the story version lol

It's been a long time since I wrote a one-shot, so I'm sorry if it seems rushed - I didn't know how long was too long and how short was too short LOL

There also shouldn't be any identifiers such as gender or appearance - just simply you :)

You hadn’t been to your hometown in a few years - admittedly a long time. Growing up, you never had many friends and you sometimes would get picked on for things out of your control. You felt like all you could do was travel. You tried not to stay in one place for too long, as wherever you ended up never felt right. One day you arrive in a town called Normal Valley. You had just set up your apartment with the essentials  - that being a sofa, a TV, and a bed. Amongst other little knick-knacks you picked up while you had been on the go. You had made the lease only six months. You went to work downtown and suddenly, you got a feel for the people there. They seemed awfully judgemental and terribly, well, normal. As you finish up your shift at the local grocery store, an older woman could see you were new. She probed you for a moment.

“I haven’t seen your face around here before…What’s your name?” She asks.

“Oh, yeah, I’m new…for now. My name is (Y/N),” You say as kindly as you can.

“What brings you to Normal Valley?” She asks you again.

“Oh, you know. Just looking for a change of pace,” You chuckle nervously.

“A change of pace, huh? Well, it sounds like you won’t be sticking around for long,” She says, getting a bit annoyed. Before you could speak again, she continued talking.

“As long as you stay just the way you are, you’ll fit in fine here. Nobody likes a freak…Which reminds me - Don’t go up the hill at the edge of town. That’s where the biggest freak of them all lives,” She says, widening her eyes as she gossiped. 

You felt that was quite rude of her to say but you nod.

“Uh, thank you for the tip…,” You say, feigning a pleasant smile. You watch the woman walk away and speak to an older man with white hair and black glasses. He had a hearty laugh. You must have made a face because your next customer spoke up.

“That’s the mayor! Pleasant man, keeps the order around here better than anyone,” He said.

You look at your customer then look back to the mayor. He seemed like anything but pleasant to you.

That night as you lay in bed, you couldn’t stop thinking about ‘the freak’ that lived on top of the hill. You had seen the grand old mansion that rested there but you didn’t think anyone actually lived there. It looked run down and vines encased the whole thing. Someone really lived there? And ‘freak’? Why was he called that? You felt bad as you had been called many names in your time and it was always hard to hear. You sat up and sat on the edge of the mattress. You couldn’t shake the feeling - the feeling of something innately calling your name. You stood up and walked to the window, peeking out of the blinds. You hadn’t noticed that you could see the mansion from your window, but you could. And oddly enough, you could see a light on. 

“I guess someone does live there,” You say to yourself outloud. 

You grab your hoodie laying nearby and slip your shoes on. You put the hood up and zipper up the zipper. You were trying to look inconspicuous, but you potentially looked a little more like you were up to no good. But, at any rate, you grabbed your keys and left your apartment after locking it. You got in your car and drove to the base of the hill. You parked your car and looked around before you got out. It was around 10 PM and the town was dead. You took a few steps and looked around once more before you began to ascend up the hill. When you got to the top, the hill plateaued. It was foggy and honestly quite a bit spooky. The home was surrounded by a large fenced in yard. The yard had dead grass and tombstones. You couldn’t tell if they were just decoration or not. There was also a gate at the entrance. The gate said:

“SOMEPLACE ELSE”

You weren’t sure what you were going to do. Go forward or turn around and go back home? You pulled your hoodie closer to your body as a chill went up your spine. Then - the gate opened by itself. It let out a loud, rusty, squeak. You look around. There was still no one in sight. But, the decision had been made for you, clearly. The thing that was calling you seemed to be this mansion. It was like it wanted you to be there, too. You step into the gate with a shaky breath. You weren’t sure why, but your feet kept moving. Your feet took you to the front door. And that, too, opened by itself. You blink for a moment.

“I must be out of my damn mind,” You say out loud. Part of you urges you to turn back and go home. But, the other part of you is far too intrigued. You take a deep breath and inhale, close your eyes, and exhale. You then open your eyes and step inside. 

You look around. The mansion is even more grand on the inside. Marble pillars and checkered linoleum floors. Tall walls and a picturesque central staircase. You walked straight through and entered into the parlor, as that door was open too. You look around - the moonlight shone bright through the large bay windows. 

“H-Hello?” You call out. You don’t get an answer but you hear a loud bang. You don’t necessarily jump but you look quickly over to where the noise had come from. You walk over to a doorway with a black curtain in front of it. You sigh and turn back towards the windows.

“Well, I guess this was a waste of time,” You say.

But, just as you’re about to walk away, something touches your shoulder. You freeze but for a moment before you turn around and are met with a tall, lanky, cape with a skeleton face. You blink. You’re a little scared but mostly just confused. The figure stands there for a moment, almost staring at you. You clear your throat.

“So someone does live here,” You say with a chuckle.

The figure pulls the skeleton face down, revealing that it was a mask. You are met with piercing brown eyes staring you down.

“Did I scare you?” He asks.

“Eh, maybe startled me a little. But, no…I’m fine,” You say with a smile.

“I’m (Y/N). I was told not to come here by the locals. But, I had to see what was going on for myself,” You say.

“Is that so? Come to see the freakshow?” He asks a bit harshly. You shake your head.

“Quite the opposite. I came to see the poor soul that they called ‘the freak’. What should I actually call you?” You ask in a friendly manner.

He pulls the mask down further and furrows his eyebrows at you.

“Maestro. You can call me Maestro,” He says a bit shortly, but he’s intrigued by you now.

"You know, people don't just come here to say a friendly hello to me…,” He says, taking the cape off and laying it down on a chair. He circles around you. You watch him closely.

“It’s late for you townsfolk , isn’t it?” He asks, pacing the floor a bit.

“I guess it is but, erm, I’m not really part of the townsfolk. I’m new around here,” You say a bit nervously. 

Maestro stops and looks at you with a bit more of a kinder smile, but still quite mischievous.

“Oh? When did you get here?” He asks, crossing his arms.

“A few days ago. I work at the grocery store. But, I never stay in one place for long,” You say softly, a little sad at your own answer. 

Maestro tilts his head a bit.

“Why is that?” He probes your mind once more.

“Well…Truthfully I don’t really have a place to call home. No where has ever felt like home to me,” You say, crossing your arms now. 

Maestro looks at you with an even softer face now.

“You're not like the others, either, are you?" He asks, giving you a sincere look. 

You look back at him, looking him in the eye. 

“I guess you could say that,” You say with a smile.

Maestro opens his arms and looks around.

“You’re welcome to stay here for the night - should you see fit,” He says with a kinder smile.

“Just watch out for my family,” He says with a mischievous laugh. You look at him confused before you hear a growl. You look up and see a werewolf-like creature hanging on the ceiling, staring at you. You look at Maestro.

“They don’t scare me either, you know,” You say matter-of-factly.

Maestro laughs and smiles.

“I think you’ll fit in here just fine, (Y/N),” He says. 

“We can be ‘the freaks’ that bothers the normies in town,” You say with a playful smirk.

This makes Maestro laugh again and he nods.

And thus was the start of a beautiful friendship between the two of you - and the rest of Maestro’s family at Someplace Else. After your friendship became stronger, you decided to stay and live with him. Finally, able to call a place home and it feel like home. And when the mayor’s angry mob came to the doorstep in efforts to kick Maestro out of town - you joined in on his hijinks and scared the townspeople as well. You especially enjoyed scaring the older woman who you originally met at the grocery store who called Maestro a freak.

“You’re a freak, too, I knew it!” She shrieks.

“Maybe I am. But you know what? I’m with people I love and people who love me. And yeah, we might be a bunch of weirdos - Yet, we are kinder and more unified than this entire town is!” You proclaim to her, and to all.

Maestro smiles proudly at you. He was very happy to have taken you under his wing but also happy that you were strong enough to stand up for yourself and for him and his family. And with your help, you were all able to stay in town by the vote of the community, after they realized none of you were an actual threat to their town.

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pls why does this photo of MJ look like a meme LOL

It reminds me of this one LMAOOOO 😂

-T

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Gueeessss whaaaaat?

New chapter of The Way The Wind Blows is live!

I've been working on it well over a year and I am happy it is finally done lol. More to come, too. Be on the lookout!

Thanks for any and all support for my fic!

-T

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🎃 HAPPY HALLOWEEN, Y'ALL 🎃

Stream Thriller if you don't have the vinyl/CD!!

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Soooo, over the last week or two, I painstakingly (I didn't mind doing it actually lmao) edited the entirety of my MJ fanfic!! lmao

I removed grammar mistakes and added some things here and there, so if anyone is interested - now would be a great time to read! I have a couple more chapters in the works but that will probably take longer to get out than editing does lol Anyway here's the link if you're interested or want to re-read, what have you!

->The Way The Wind Blows <-

-T

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GUYS IM SCREAMING LMFAOOO MICHAEL REALLY SAID “fuck you son I’m sorry but I’m fucking dipping bro” LIKE CBNFJXBRHRBGN MICHAEL????

Ghosts: hey

Michael: fuck them kids I’m out

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men with big dick energy respect michael jackson.

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Sharing this bop again on this Tuesday afternoon 🎵

This is such a feel good little gem!!!

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idk why but when I rediscovered this gif, my first thoughts were

"i love this gif it shows a side to MJ we seldom got to see 🥹" followed by "oh it looks like the backup dancers are having fun!"

then immediately followed by my brain thinking they are walking to the tune of:

"LETS GET DOWN TO BUSINESS, TO DEFEAT THE HUNS"

that's how my night is going

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"(Y/N), wait up! I don't know if I can go that fast - you're cheating!"

NOT MY GIF

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1 BILLION VIEWS, LETS GO, LETS GET #6 NOW Y'ALL

Smooth Criminal, by Michael Jackson, dir. Colin Chilvers. (requested)