"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.

In the year 2099, humanity is barely alive. The world is cold, robotic, and emotionally dead. People survive instead of living, and nineteen-year-old Regina knows that better than anyone. After a lifetime of trauma, loneliness, and loss, she's suddenly chosen for a mission that sounds impossible: travel back to 1981 and save Michael Jackson from the tragic fate history already wrote for him. But blending into the past won't be easy. With a fake identity, a luxury penthouse in Los Angeles, and a carefully planned path into the music industry, Regina must become a rising star before she can even get close to Michael. Fame, pressure, dangerous secrets, and the darker side of Hollywood slowly pull her deeper into a world she was never supposed to belong in. The problem? The more Regina experiences the warmth, beauty, and humanity of the 1980s... the less she wants to return to the future she came from. And somewhere between music, late-night studio sessions, fame, and saving a broken superstar, Regina might accidentally find the one thing she never had before: A reason to live.

Sam Fordman moves back to Smallville, Kansas to be with her mom, dad, and brother Whitney Fordman. Sam then meets Lex Luthor. Lex and Sam end up falling in love but things will happen that may judge their relationship. What will happen? Don't own any Smallville characters. Only own Sam Fordman.

castiel gets omegas every day saying they're his soulmate, they're his omega. it's happened so many times he's lost count. he's starting to lose hope of finding the true one. dean dreads the name that is imprinted onto his chest. he dreads how he had to have presented as an omega. he dreads these things because they've ruined him. they've destroyed him and one of the things don't even know it. abo/soulmate/kingdom au sabriel and charvelle on the side! - BOOK ONE - s. 10.11.19 e. 12.15.19

[completed] i hate this fic pls don't read it The world had just gone into a great deal of confusion, humans of all genders started going into animalistic mating cycles. No one knew what was happening, It was out of no where. Dean Winchester found a male at a coffee shop. They talked and talked, and finally hit it off when one night they had too many drinks and Dean started getting strange symptoms. •-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• Started Writing [2/9/19] Finished Writing [12.3.19] Complete/✅

Supernatural, Sabriel, Destiel, Mpreg, and maybe some smut that's really all you need to know

Destiel It was just supposed to be a look... a smile... a hug... a kiss. But just one time, turns into something more. More than the hunter and angel expected. All rights go to the creators of supernatural, I do not own any of this! I also do not own the cover...

Castiel has fallen from heaven. He's betrayed and been betrayed by his angel family. And quite frankly, he's dealt okay with the idea since he's had his human family (plus Gabriel). Being the outcast of heaven was fine as long as he had his real family beside him. But one night can change everything. Dean won't bring it up, and Castiel refuses to upset Dean. But when a massive surge of energy hits Castiel's vessel one day, he realizes that the highest atrocity of heaven was committed: A nephilim. But not just any nephilim, Dean's nephilim.

Keith Kogane is the Newborn Prince of the Kingdom of Arus. That is until An evil Witch named Lotor places a curse on the newborn Prince. So the king and Queen send him away with Lance, Hunk, and Pidge, Three magical Faries and his care takers throughout the years. On Keith's 18th Birthday, He pricks his finger on a spinning wheel and falls into a deep sleep. Shiro must awaken the sleeping Prince with a Kiss. It's up to the Fairies to get Shiro to break Keith's curse. But what will Lotor do to stop it? Will Shiro defeat Lotor and Break Keith's Curse? DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN VOLTRON NOR SLEEPING BEAUTY!!! RIGHTS AND CHARACTERS GO TO DREAMWORKS AND DISNEY!!!

Beautiful cover art by TheProjectAva on tumblr My name is Keith Kogane, and I am the person who takes down the things that go bump in the night. It's a hard and unrewarding job, but when you're living on top of an active hell-rift, it's a necessity. On the plus side, sometimes I meet cute guys in bad situations, and sometimes I manage to not make a bad situation worse. Sometimes.