"𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧, 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞." Athena Hart thrived under pressure. She lived for the thrill of procrastinating until the day an assignment was due, it was a drug to her. Meaning, it didn't surprise her parents or her uncle, Christopher Hart- the legendary surgeon- when she chose to pursue emergency medicine. The ER was the most chaotic, pressure-driven environment in the medical field. But it did surprise them when she told them she was moving to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. After living in different places during her childhood and teen years, her parents finally landed in Chicago. She finished her medical school, with a minor in psychology, getting off debt free thanks to Chris, she started working in the heart of downtown. She started her residency, getting three years out of her hospital before she decided to leave. When she showed up to PTMC, she was finally a senior resident and the staff loved and respected her. But an arrogant, dark-haired doctor just loved getting under her skin. He'd cherry-pick his cases just so he could annoy her. And she hated it. Hated him. Hated his stupid, charming grin. Hated the ocean blue eyes that scrutinized her. Hated the (sadly) sharp jawline that flexed when she did something better than him. Everyone tried to ignore their bickering, but tensions rose to a new level when a new intern and medical students arrived. One with a very keen eye for inconsistencies. What happens when that one intern brings everything to light? Or in which The shift from hell shows the lies that they kept beneath the surface. the pitt s1-2 frank langdonxFEM!OC (all right for the pitt go to the directors and writers.) slow updates

"you look like a flower." ~ "my flower."

He didn't recognize her - how could he? She was completely changed. When they ended up deciphering a code and sneaking into the Russian base, he couldn't help but wonder how he had never noticed how green her eyes were, how she made everyone laugh without even trying, or how she literally glowed when she talked about the things she loved. And both Lexi Henderson and Steve Harrington, realized something: She realized that Hawkins had been turned upside down while she was gone. He realized that, no matter what, he had to make her stay. ______ A Stranger Things Fanfic Steve Harrington X Fem OC

······················•✦•······················ Michael had never liked photoshoots. He hated the way cameras always seemed to turn him into a product rather than a person. But the moment he stepped into the New York studio of a French photographer, something felt different. For the first time in a long while, the lens didn't make him feel like it was invading his privacy. It didn't take long for his attention to drift from the camera to the woman standing behind it. And when the shoot ended and he returned to his hotel room, he kept thinking about her a little too much. (𝙈𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙚𝙡 𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚!𝙊𝘾)

he was my best friend before the world knew his name. savannah reed never forgot the boy who promised her he would become a star. before the screaming fans, before the sold out concerts, before the fame took him away, there was just michael and sav. years later, the victory tour brings him back into her life, forcing old memories, hidden feelings, and unfinished goodbyes to the surface. but when someone belongs to the world... can they ever belong to you again? childhood memories. fame. heartbreak. first love. this story is strictly fiction and is created for entertainment purposes only.

For twelve years, Amari Sakura was held hostage in a hidden room down in the basement by her stepfather. When a sudden blackout finally sets her free, she stumbles into an apocalyptic version of Tokyo, where she has to fight for her life playing deadly games. Chishiya Shuntaro is a brilliant doctor who hides behind cold smirks and distant walls. He built them after his childhood best friend Sakura, vanished without a trace twelve years ago, only to be found 'dead'. Her disappearance left a void he could never fill, and now he hides behind indifference, refusing to let anyone close enough to hurt him again. What will become of two childhood best friends when fate reunites them in a world where love and friendship were never meant to exist?

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."

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.

"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.

Some girls are soft sunshine. Madeleine Cross was moonlight. Beautiful in a way that made people stare too long. Untouchable in a way that made people want to try anyway. Behind her sharp tongue, glamorous life, and haunting blue eyes is a girl still trying to survive the kind of childhood that leaves scars no one can see. Hollywood taught her how to become desired. Loneliness taught her how to become dangerous. Then she meets someone who sees through every carefully built wall. And for the first time in her life, Madeleine has to decide whether love is worth the risk of being destroyed by it.