Michael Jackson was always quiet, shy, and **hurt**. He is a new student in school he's bullied constantly on a daily basis by three boys that are in the school, named Carols, John, and Ely. Throughout his journey in high school, he is being followed by them every day when he goes home. Behind close doors, his life gets worse being abused by his father, and his mother is not in the picture, making his life a living hell. Nobody cared about Michael. Until two girls named Cataleya and Faith came to comfort him and be friends with him through the journey of high school and home life. But the real question is... Will Michael find help? Will Michael ever find his mother? What secrets is his father hiding? Worst of all, what are his friends hiding, too?

Although I couldn't stand Michael, it didn't mean I didn't care about him.

In the soot-stained air of 1970 Gary, Indiana, the Jackson brothers are living a double life. To the world, they are a rising musical force; inside their small home, they are five boys navigating the grieving, iron-fisted rule of their widowed father, Joe. Struggling under the weight of his own loss and a desperate need for respect, Joe replaces affection with grueling rehearsals and harsh discipline. While Jackie and Tito stand as a weary shield between their younger brothers and their father's rage, the boys find their only solace in the very music Joe uses to control them. It is a story of a family bound by a haunting harmony-where the strength of brotherhood is the only thing louder than the silence of a home without a mother.

Michael and Tom ten years after the trial. [This is a Michael Jackson x Tom Mesereau mature, explicit, NSFW fanfiction. None of this is real. None of it ever happened. The story is set in 2015. It's all a work of fiction. Hope you enjoy.]

If only the people outside this door knew what was happening at the moment, their jaws would be rubbing the floor. A Michael Jackson/Prince One-Shot Votes and comments are always welcome.

In 1987, Michael Jackson is at the height of fame during the Bad era - adored by the world yet painfully alone behind closed doors. One sleepless night changes everything. While wandering the city after midnight to escape the pressure of celebrity life, he meets a mysterious Liberian woman standing beneath the glow of rain-soaked streetlights. She doesn't treat him like a superstar. She treats him like a person. What begins as a chance encounter turns into secret late-night phone calls, stolen conversations, and a connection neither of them can explain. Her voice becomes his comfort during exhausting tours and endless studio sessions. And without telling her, Michael records one of their calls - preserving her native language inside a song inspired entirely by her. A song the world would one day know as "Liberian Girl."

Since 2018, I've been working on an omorashi story of Captain Eo because I absolutely fell in love with the concept of a super cute space captain leading a ragtag band of aliens in the 1980s. However, I got so many ideas(and no ideas at the same time) and I feel like I need everyone's opinions to make this a good story. I have a link to a doc of written dialogue in which I would like everyone to overview what I have so far and comment any suggestions/ideas that could help me. *I do not intend to insult Michael Jackson or David Bowie in any way, shape, or form. This is about the fictional characters they played and not the real-life actors. This will all be edited later.

"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.

What happens when a mermaid, who is believed to be a supernatural being by most people, follows her curiosity about a human on land she has been hearing singing every day for three months?

Michael and Prince been together for 18 years, to everyone their relationship was like a beautiful fairy tale, but it's the complete opposite. The two love birds were experiencing problems in their personal life, one is committing infidelity while the other is suffering from his inner demons. With Prince working in the fashion company, Michael's nagging of him needing to take a day off was putting more pressure, especially after numerous times that they tried to have a baby, putting more strain on their marriage. Will they ever find common ground? Or are they going to put this to an end?