At thirty-five, Imani Bailey has a flawless professional record and a completely non-existent love life. As an elite child development specialist, she's spent her career managing the households of the ultra-wealthy. As a proud NBSB (No Boyfriend Since Birth), she's spent her life guarding her independence, completely fine with the fact that she's never been in love. She isn't looking for romance, she's looking for her next paycheck. ​But her latest contract takes her far beyond the usual corporate elite. ​Hired under a strict, multi-million-dollar non-disclosure agreement, Imani is brought to a heavily fortified estate with one directive: establish routine and act as a human shield for Prince, Paris, and Blanket.. the children of Michael Jackson.

𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄. a mj fanfic. | @outofsyncera on TikTok for spoilers and edits!! ___ We all know Claire Calloway, born at the hands of successful figures in the Hollywood world. Her mother, a beloved actress, and her father, a well-known businessman. From the moment she stepped into the spotlight, the press adored her. They praised her tasteful style: pearls here, champagne there, elegant dresses and effortless smiles. She was everything Hollywood wanted her to be. But the second she was spotted around Michael Jackson, the headlines changed. Suddenly, it was darker clothes, oversized coats instead of skirts, vintage boots, and a quieter kind of glamour. The public was quick to assume she'd changed herself to fit Michael's style and aesthetic, painting her as another girl lost in the shadow of a superstar. The truth couldn't be far. The real truth was that, that had always been Claire. The dark colors, the long coats, the love for old records and rainy afternoons, it was who she'd been long before anyone was paying attention. Michael didn't change her. He simply gave her the comfort to stop performing for the world and start being herself. But knowing the press, they couldn't decide whether to blame Michael for the change... or thank him for letting the real Claire Calloway finally step into the light.

౨ৎ ─────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────── ౨ৎ Aria Vale had one rule. Never let Hollywood see you cry. It worked for a while. The magazines called her the "Ice Queen," men called her difficult, and everyone who didn't know her decided she was a bitch before she even opened her mouth. Then came Michael Jackson. Not in person. Not at first. Just his name on a tour proposal, his face on billboards, and one line on a fax that pissed her off far more than it should have: "Mr. Jackson has personally approved Miss Vale for the European leg." So Aria says yes. Not because she likes him. And definitely not because she forgives him. But if Michael Jackson thinks he can turn her into a footnote in his comeback story, he's about to learn very quickly that Aria Vale was never made to stand behind anyone. ౨ৎ ─────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────── ౨ৎ 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟐 ⋆｡‧˚ʚ♡ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐄𝐫𝐚

In the summer of 2026, the world is buzzing with the release of the Michael Jackson biopic. For twenty-two-year-old Xiomara Vega, the theater is a sanctuary, a place to lose herself in the music of the man she's spent her whole life admiring from afar. But as the silver screen fades to black and the hum of the theater lulls her into an exhausted sleep, the world shifts. Xiomara doesn't wake up in a plush cinema seat. She wakes up on a cold park bench in 1984, greeted by the sound of a police officer's baton and a world without smartphones, Uber, or the internet. Trapped in the neon-soaked peak of the Thriller era, Xiomara is a ghost from a future that hasn't happened yet. To survive, she secures a job at the periphery of the King of Pop's whirlwind life. She knows every headline before it breaks, every secret before it's whispered, and every heartache before it strikes. She's determined to keep her head down and find a way home, until she meets him. Michael is lonely, shielded by fame, and searching for someone who sees the man behind the sequined glove. In Xiomara's "futuristic" spirit and mysterious origins, he finds a soul he can't explain. But as the timeline begins to blur and the pull of 2026 grows stronger, Xiomara must decide: do you save the man you love from the future you already know? Or do you risk disappearing forever? The studio was quiet, the smell of old mahogany and expensive cologne hanging in the air as he reached out, his fingers barely brushing her wrist, his voice a soft, desperate anchor in the dark. "Mara, stay... with me... stay here."

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.

(WARNING) (Story contains: Violence, Hate, sexual content, trigger and possible mentioning of rape.) Being Married sounds amazing to everyone but when i hear it, i feel like im being choked to Death. It was a living nightmare i had to escape.

Book II Of the 'Not Vanilla' Imagine Series 𝚃𝚆: includes strong language, Sexual content, Explicit content. Readers discretion is Advised Imagines Between you & Michael Jackson. Request are optional, send them to @/mjswhisperer on Twitter.

Book I Of the 'Not Vanilla' Imagine Series. 𝚃𝚆: includes strong language, Sexual content, Explicit content. Readers discretion is Advised Imagines Between you & Michael Jackson. Request are optional, send them to @/2badlala on Twitter.

When being a grand puppet for the man, it's hard to accept that you have fallen for them because of how life is... TW⚠️: DRUG USE, ABUSE, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT