Two legends. Infinite worlds. One eternal game. A collection of alternate-universe tales where Michael Jackson and Prince take on new identities, new conflicts, and new destinies-yet always find themselves intertwined. Whether as rivals, allies, or something in between, their connection defies time, space, and reason. From Gotham to mythic kingdoms, their bond transcends time itself-proving that some connections are written in the stars. Aeternum Ludum.

❛ call me, baby, say that you want it. ❜ 𝐉𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐃 a michael jackson fic. [ mj x black!male!oc ] Off The Wall era. Takes place from 1979-1981. Book One of Three. moowalker awards '26 nominee. started: june 15, 2025. | finished: september 26, 2026.

𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐎𝐂!𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 Thriller has just been released, and Michael is feeling a wave of immense pressure, jumping from one music video project to the next. But when his choreographer suddenly leaves the Thriller project, Michael desperately needs a replacement. That's when La Toya suggests her friend Juliet, a talented dancer and choreographer Michael already knows from childhood. Trusting her with the biggest project of his career should be risky... but somehow, working closely with her feels natural. Maybe a little too natural.

1982. The air is thick with the scent of hairspray and the electric thrum of a bass line that won't let go. On the stage, a plume of silk voice commands the room-a magnetic force wrapped in purple and lace. In the shadows, a pair of sunglasses shields eyes that they never saw that night. The cymbals clashed and the roar of the crowd all in unison, a silent war of the non defeat. But when the lights dim and the velvet curtains close, the music doesn't stop-it just changes its skin. From the sensual magnetic pull of the spotlight to the abrasive friction of a home where glass shatters and voices slice like blades, Michael is caught in the middle of a rhythm he didn't compose. One rival. One ghost. Both are heavy. Step behind the curtain and into the vibration of a life lived between the notes. In the space between the performance and the pain, there is a melody called Human Nature

When you least expect it, love will find you. Prince is on his way to becoming an icon. Michael is living his dream of becoming an artist.

"Give in, Jackson." After his refusal on Michael Jackson's Bad album stint, Prince wants to turn things over and wants Jackson to collaborate with him on his terms. Michael, not keen on seeing the purple pop star after the events of 87', and hectic schedule for the release of his upcoming album, immediately ignores Prince's request. Prince, being the aggressive, manipulative asshole he is, who won't take no for an answer, he things take a quick turn for the worse, as he takes the matters into his own hands, forcing Michael to work with him, against Michael's own will. But this collaborative proposal is no music collaboration. This is Prince's way of getting what he wants. More likely, who he wants.

seventeen year old michael jackson is, and always has, been incredibly shy. because of this his father joseph forces him to get a job at a gas station in hopes of him becoming more social. twenty-two year old prince rogers nelson is, and always has been, intimidating. he never let his height control him, he's just as dominant as any tall guy. prince likes to visit the gas station every night at exactly 11:00 and michael can't stand how much he makes him blush. ©yungmj ~lowercase intended

*AUTHOR'S NOTE* These are random fictitious scenarios involving Michael Jackson with Tatiana Thumbtzen as his love interest, that will include romance, drama, pain, care and everything else in between. Think of them as "imagines" but without the reader being involved. These are in no way supposed to be disrespectful towards Michael or anyone else. These are simply for fun and entertainment, and I can't help where my imagination takes me. I will take requests from anyone who wants to send me any! *I acknowledge I wrote some of these years ago so which for some reason I deleted which I GREATLY REGRET. But here's a chance for me to do it a better and more permanent way.*

𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐲𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. "𝐖𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐚..." 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. 🤍 ✔️

He had the eyes that burned into you like hell's flames. Hands soft like heaven's clouds but he used them for sinful acts. He played music like if Lucifer were an angel again. Every note had an emotion. He was devilishly handsome but his passionate expressions made him look like an angel fallen from heaven. He was an angel fallen from heaven. Just like Lucifer.