"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.

15 year old Isabelle Bennett wanted to be seen by her mother Zora Bennett more than anything and she wasn't going to stop until she got what she wanted. Zora Bennett x OC Daughter

Pandora has always been alive. Connected. Balanced. Until something from the void falls into its seas. When a fragment of an ancient alien symbiote crashes onto Pandora, it should have become a parasite-or a weapon. Instead, it finds Kiri, the miracle child of Eywa, and bonds in a way neither world was meant to understand. Born of darkness yet shaped by light, Veyn is not a monster... she is a child. Curious, feral, protective-and dangerously powerful. As her bond with Kiri deepens, the lines between symbiosis and possession blur, drawing the attention of the RDA, Recombinant Quaritch, and something far worse lurking beyond the stars. With Eywa's balance at stake and an ancient god of the void whispering through the hive, the Sully family must decide: is Veyn a threat to Pandora-or its future? A crossover epic blending Avatar: The Way of Water and Marvel's Symbiote lore, this story explores found family, identity, motherhood, and what it truly means to bond-across worlds, species, and darkness itself.

As you all know, Naruto had it hard as a kid. Nobody wanted to be his friend, the entire village rejected him, and the worst of all, he didn't have anybody to care, love, or look after him. Well, all that changed for little Naruto when he unexpectedly bumps into a kind woman...

Genre: Action | Fantasy | Romance Her hair was as light as daylight, and her eyes burned like the sun itself. Liora stood frozen, heart hammering as the woman descended from her throne-each step elegant yet commanding. The closer she came, the heavier the air felt, until Elunara stood directly before her, gaze sharp and unrelenting. Liora tried to look away. She failed. Elunara tilted her chin upward, forcing their eyes to meet. "So... you're the one I'm meant to marry?" she asked, her voice smooth like honey laced with venom. Her eyes roamed over Liora's face, slow and deliberate. Liora knew she should answer. Knew silence might be taken as disrespect. But this woman-goddess-like in beauty, terrifying in presence-had stolen the words right from her throat. Elunara smirked, leaning in close enough that Liora could feel the warmth of her breath. She traced a finger along Liora's bottom lip, eyes flicking down with unsettling intent. "I don't bite, darling," she whispered huskily. A pause. "Well... not yet." ⸻ ⚠️ Content Warning: This story includes mature themes such as explicit sexual content (smut), strong language, violence, discussions of incest, and instances of homophobia. No warnings are given before these scenes occur. Please read at your own discretion. ⚠️

When Pro Hero Cherri, known for her explosive Quirk and even more explosive personality, joins U.A. High as a new faculty member, she expects to teach-not to spar with the school's most infuriatingly stoic teacher, Shouta Aizawa. From the moment they meet, sparks fly... and not the good kind. She's bold, theatrical, and impossible to ignore. He's quiet, disciplined, and tired of her cherry-scented chaos. But when villains strike closer to home and secrets surface within the school, the two opposites are forced to work together-and begin to realize that sometimes, the most dangerous kind of explosion... is the one in your chest. (Not my artwork! Do not own the original story of My Hero Academia)

Aizawa has always had an odd relationship with Ms.Joke. But what will he do when a series of horrible things happen to her and he's responsible? (smut warning later!) #1- Eraserjoke 🤩🤩🤩 #249- story #4- msjoke #228- Aizawa

In a world where black hair is seen as a harbinger of misfortune, Delilah Kinsley has known nothing but scorn. Orphaned and ostracized, she spent her childhood avoiding the gazes of those who despised her. But everything changed the day a young and powerful Grand Duchess-known for her own striking black hair-visited the orphanage. Taken in by the noblewoman, Delilah experienced love and acceptance for the first time. For twelve blissful years, she was cherished as the Grand Duchess's beloved daughter. But on her seventeenth birthday, tragedy struck. The Grand Duchess died protecting her, and the world was quick to blame Delilah's cursed hair. Cast out and abandoned, she sought refuge with a friend-only to be assassinated before she could reach safety. Yet when she opened her eyes again, she was five years old, reliving the very day of her adoption. Armed with memories of her past life, Delilah resolves to change fate. If her very existence led to the Grand Duchess's death, then she would make the ultimate sacrifice-she would refuse to be adopted. But the Grand Duchess has already set her sights on Delilah. And as Delilah tries to push her away, she finds herself facing not only a determined noblewoman but also the same cruel world that once condemned her. Can she truly defy destiny? Or will history repeat itself no matter how hard she tries? Status: On going Weekly update: Every Thursday Start: 10th April End: Co-editor: @justM07

DISCLAMER: This story is a work of fan fiction and is purely a product of my imagination. It is not intended to portray any of the actors, artists, or individuals involved in Wicked or their personal lives accurately. I have immense respect for Cynthia Erivo, Ariana Grande, Ethan Slater, Lena Waithe, and all others mentioned. The events, relationships, and dynamics in this story are entirely fictional and should not be taken as factual or reflective of reality. This is simply a creative exploration for entertainment purposes, with no intent to harm, offend, or misrepresent anyone.

Evelyn was the only daughter of a very well known and respected vampire hunter. She looked up at him and wanted to be just like her father. But, her dreams were crushed when a mission went wrong and she was turned. After that, everything went downhill from there. A year later, after escaping where she was imprisoned, Evelyn bumps into a woman and finds out she's mated to not one, not two, but three of the most powerful, pureblooded vampires known to mankind. Will she accept them, or lose herself to the bloodlust?