"I'll see you Saturday." Y/N thought she'd never see him again. After all, what were the chances that Michael Jackson would remember a single mom and her daughter after a brief encounter in a toy store? Apparently, pretty good. What starts with a Cabbage Patch Doll quickly turns into something neither of them expected. Especially Michael. 1987 Michael Jackson Fanfiction (Bad Era)

He's a killer with no heart. She's the girl with too much of one. Michael Jackson is the cold-blooded mafia king, feared across cities. Ruthless. Untouchable. Addicted to power and women, but never love. Until her. Layla is everything he's not-soft, sweet, and far too innocent for his world. She believes there's good in everyone... even in monsters like him. But when she's kidnapped by Michael's enemies, the devil in him awakens. What starts as a rescue turns into obsession that he try so hard to deny. And Michael's not the kind of man who lets go. Can love melt a heart made of stone? Or will she just become his favorite possession? ______________ This story contains sensitive themes including sexual assault, rape, self-harm, depression, sexual content, violence, and murder. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to any of these topics, please read with caution or prioritize your mental well-being first. ❤️

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."

𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓷𝔂 ⎯⎯ ♡ this is a (dirty) love letter to 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 in the form of an 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. for those who just can't stop loving him. ♡ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐: 𝐛𝐚𝐝 era michael jackson imagines, chronologically connected & (sometime) inspired by real-life MJ events, after you met him on the 1984 grammys night.

𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓵𝓬𝓸𝓷𝔂 ⎯⎯ ♡ this is a (dirty) love letter to 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 in the form of an 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. for those who just can't stop loving him. ♡ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏: 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 + 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐝 era michael jackson imagines, chronologically connected & (sometime) inspired by real-life MJ events, after you met him on the 1984 grammys night.

"Imagine yourself a store manager for a St. Louis clothing store by day and a singer in a local band by night. That was me for a while. But then in 1987, I moved with my husband/bandmate to Los Angeles to gain more notoriety. Fast forward, I end up on Michael Jackson's Bad Tour as his back up vocalist, leaving my husband behind. What's the definition of torture? Doing a show with a man every night that you find yourself quickly falling for; a man who is untouchable. You're married, he's not interested (or so you would think) and then there's that other guy on the tour that you're forming an inappropriate relationship with... The Bad Tour was TOUR-ture for me at times. There were a lot of great moments and lasting friendships were made but when you're touring with the biggest entertainer in the world, it's never all fun and games. Just hear my story."

Diana Sinclair is twenty-four. Intelligent, grounded, and deeply compassionate. Her life is carefully structured around responsibility, long shifts as a nurse, and the quiet pressure of holding everything together. There's little room left for spontaneity, and even less for things like "fun." So when a friend insists she take a spare ticket to a concert, she almost refuses. Not because she isn't curious-but because she's not used to saying yes to things without purpose. The ticket is for a Michael Jackson concert in March 1988. A night she never expected to matter beyond the music. But after an unexpected moment on stage and a backstage encounter she can't forget, Michael releases a song about her-and what was supposed to be a single memory slowly turns into something much bigger.