𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗲𝗹 𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰. Celeste Brown was a method actor, she used to long hours, stressful sets, and directors who expected perfection. That Monday was supposed to be no different. Just another exhausting day filming a project she hoped would finally change her career. During a five-minute break between takes, Celeste stood near the prop stairs with a bottle of water in her hand, watching the busy set move around her with a small smile. "I can't wait to do this for real one day," she said softly to herself. She never got the chance. One wrong step sent her falling hard off the prop stairs, blacking out instantly. At first, she could still hear people yelling her name. Footsteps rushing toward her. Panic. But the voices slowly faded, replaced by music, static, and someone shouting counts over loud speakers. "Five, six, seven, eight!" When Celeste opened her eyes again, she wasn't on her set anymore. She was standing in the middle of a 1980s music video production surrounded by dancers, film cameras, and crew members who acted like she had always been there. And somewhere behind the bright stage lights and screaming, was Michael Jackson. Micheal?? Jackson?

Susie Moore has always been the "black sheep" in her family of math prodigies. No matter how hard she tries, the numbers just don't add up, until Mr. Black enters the picture. But her new professor teaches more than just formulas.. he introduces her to a world of danger and hidden desires. With her senior year on the line, Susie is about to learn that some problems don't have a simple solution.

"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.

❝𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒻𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒...❞ ━━━━━━━ ➶ ━━━━━━━ mj oneshots

💋 "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?" His voice is low, teasing, but there's something deeper in his eyes-something that makes my breath hitch. "𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨?" I whisper. He steps closer, fingertips barely brushing against mine. "𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵... 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰." ✨🌃

MJ IMAGINES | Romantic Dramedy Enter the whimsical world of Michael Jackson, where every day feels like an unreleased sitcom episode. Each "episode" revisits the chaos, charm, and quiet devotion that made your life with him unforgettable. Because some love stories don't fade-you just have to hit rewind, because the joy, mischief and magic is always here. _____ SHOW RATING: TV-PG Emotional content, excessive hand-holding, mild musical outbursts, one (1) very dramatic husband. GENRE: Romantic Sitcom / Soft Whimsy / Flashback Fiction FORMAT: Episodic one-shots (chronological but non-linear) AIRING: Weekly reruns EST. RUNTIME: Just enough for you to miss him _____ [ #1 in #MJ, 012.17.25 ] [ #1 in #MOONWALKER, 01.18.26 ]

❝𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚?❞ «•» Business entrepreneur, Michael Jackson, was at the happiest point in his life with a, seemingly, never-ending streak of success when obscure things began occurring. But, little did he know, in an entirely different world, his guardian, Maestro, had tried all of his life to prevent Michael from being subjected to such evil forces. When Michael sees Eileen McCarvill by chance after nearly a decade, it seems that she's the only person who can help him escape from the mysterious world of his own mind. But, when many secrets are uncovered, anything and everything can be lost within an instant.

Within the four walls of a prestigious law school lied in wait a renowned law professor and defense attorney who is often cited as the most influential figure in criminal law. An eager, quick-witted first year law student becomes one of the five students to participate in his mock trial based off of the biggest case of the decade. But what happens when her professor begins to look suspicious as she connects the dots?

BAD ERA IMAGINES FOR MICHAEL JACKSON

"To give someone a piece of your heart is worth more than all the wealth in the world." Escape from reality with romantic, cute and sometimes funny stories about you and the one and only Michael Jackson. All imagines are solely written by myself, enjoy!