Mtm Stories

A BL fanfiction inspired by TLE and Firstone. Years ago, they were inseparable - Four boys bound by laughter, secrets, and summers that felt endless. But time has a way of changing people. Now, as adults, they meet again: one trying to rebuild what was lost, the other searching only for the truth behind their silent goodbye. Joined by Namping and Keng, whose presence stirs both comfort and complication, they find themselves reliving the echoes of a summer that never truly ended. In the quiet between forgiveness and longing, they must decide if the past is something to reclaim - or something to finally release. As the warmth of summer lingers around them once more, old emotions resurface, and they must decide whether the past is something to hold onto - or finally let go.

this is only rough translate from the novel. all rights are reserved to its owner. enjoy!

THIS IS MY MOMENT IN HISTORY YALLZ! Plot: A young woman named Lisa, along with her big brother, Billy, had encountered the most troublesome woman on earth, Coleen Baker, along with her little sister, Alli Baker. A few days after school started, both Blueton siblings turned into Monsters by the names of Big Blue and Little Blue, but their minds were still around, and some of them are forgotten forever. And every day, Coleen (And sometimes Alli) will turn every person into monsters one by one until none of them remains. Will they stop Coleen? Find out in: Originator High Gone Wrong: An Endless Monsters TF Saga. Endless Monsters (c) Originator Kids

Reference sheets for characters I make using Heroforge

All credit goes to Afternoonmood

- Tlefirstone stories Witten in Burmese -

A Dandy's World TF Saga

One shots of Zach from MTM!

This is basically where I put my OCs from Mario the Music Box

"i thought you loved me, why did you choose her.." -Loraine "i lied Loraine." -Andrew i thought he told me the truth when he told me he loved me, he told it to the whole school, but i didn't expect this to happen..please i wanna go back when he still love me, i want the old Andrew back..

Just journal entries about the shit I feel, basically a venting book...

An informational book that is all about genders, sexualities, and romantic orientation. Includes: - Definitions of said gender/sexuality - Problems people of that gender/sexuality face - Stories from real people talking about how they realized their identities. - Ways to ease dysphoria for FtM, MtF, and Non-binary. - Spectrums! - And many more!

First book of DeSalvo Series!

Here's how to survive as a trans teen or adult. We've got your back!

My name is Mike Johnson and I was just like any other 9 year old kid.

I'm back, sorry for not making any fics Tw: the following fic stories contains multiple TF (Transformation), TG (Transgender, which is ftm and mtf) ap/ar (which is age progression and regression) Wereanimal and more. If you're the best how know is tf story was go read is you're brave one plz don't read this Enjoy (+ my deviantart account I don't write fics and + I don't have archive by your own)

Bata pa lamang ako, lagi ko nang iniisip kung ano ang mangyayari sa sarili kong kasal. Alam kong gawain ito ng mga babae pero nagkakamali kayo. Iniisip din naming mga lalaki kung paano idadaos ang isa sa "most awaited event" sa buhay ng isang tao. Gaya na lang ng kung ano ba ang magandang kulay ng tuxedo o kung anong klaseng kasal ang gusto namin ng mapapangasawa ko. Church wedding? Beach? Garden? Sige lang, kahit ano. Basta ba ikakasal ako sa taong mahal ko. Minsan naman, iniisip ko din kung ano ang pakiramdam nang nakatayo ka sa unahan habang pinapanood ang bride mong naglalakad palapit sa'yo kasabay ng napili niyong wedding song. Kung totoo ba ang mga ipinapalabas sa telebisyon na mapapaiyak ka talaga sa oras na 'yon. Balang araw, matutupad din ang lahat ng ito. Sa tamang panahon ng Diyos, magtatagpo din kami ng babaeng itinakda Niya para sa akin at nangako ako sa aking sarili na mamahalin ko siya't aalagaan hanggang sa huling hininga ko. Paglilingkuran ko siya ng buong puso at ituturing na parang reyna.

My throat was dry. I was choking on my own words as I tried to confess who I really was. I stared back at myself through the mirror for some sense of reinsurance or relief, but none came. I knew it in my head but my vocal cords didn't dare to utter the words. I'm not their little girl and I never was, nor will I ever be. I tried time and time again to abolish my denial. Every so often I'd get farther then the time before. Every time my throat would cut off as the t of trans came around, but I needed to admit it because I couldn't stand looking at this stranger in the mirror that people considered me. I didn't want to be fake anymore, I didn't want to be their little girl, I wanted to be me, and only me.