#trans mike

[welcome-to-sparkys]

As an apology for disappearing, here's a WIP of a project I'm excited for. Sorry about it again, I caught COVID, I'm dealing with college, AND I do live in capitalism.

Also please feel free to send in requests 👀

Tags/CWs: trans!Mike, FTM!Mike, pregnancy mention, mpreg (technically), securitywaiter, dreamtheory, I suppose trans phobia kinda??? It's the early 2000's but Ness is accepting, transvestite mention

This is NOT edited ‼️

No, no this can't be possible, Ness thought. In all reality, it was entirely possible. The couple didn't have a tendency to use protection. Mike never carried it around, never had the funds or the thought to, and Ness was... Ignorant. He knew of people like Mike. Trans... Transvestites? Wait, no. Transgender. That's right, Mike had to correct him often. He didn't care that Mike used to be a woman, Mike was a man where it counts.

He loved and accepted Mike, how could he not? Mike was the light of his world. He was more beautiful than when the sun began to rise, painting the valleys and hills in bright golden sunlight. More breathtaking than the first dusty snowfall on a winter's day. His rich, silky curls, ones Ness had tangled his fingers in tenfold, his sharp jaw and sweet crooked nose. Every inch, every detail, every fine line Ness loved feverishly.

Even now.

Even now as he held a positive pregnancy test. The end was wrapped in a towel, but the two Ruby red lines stared him in the face. Even now, as he glanced up at Mike, the antsy man, lip quivering and nibbling at his jagged fingernails, Ness loved him with every fiber in his being.

He blinked.

"How?" Was the first word to tumble out from Ness's lips.

It jolted Mike back to reality. Back to this very-real moment, despite his bout of disassociation. It didn't feel real. None of this did. Then again, neither did the couple's courting or unlikely relationship feel real from time to time. "Wh-What?" He sputtered out. "What do you mean how?"

"I... Mike-" Ness cleared his throat, shifting a smidge on the edge of the bed. Mike was towering over him for once, standing in the bathroom doorframe, bathing in the artificial warm light. Their gaze met, for just a moment. Ness felt his anxiety melt under Mike's hazel stare. "Don't get me wrong, I, uh... I understand what you are." Ness began, tripping over himself. He shifted more uncomfortably, picking at his hangnails. "I know you're a man, a-and I read plenty of books to... To understand."

Plenty would be an understatement. Ness checked out every single book he could at every library he had access to. He scouted the internet for any traces of people like Mike, for answers to his questions. So many of the resources claimed Mike was broken, wrong. That Mike needed to be "fixed". Hell, some argued sleeping with a man would somehow flip a switch in Mike's head and make him a woman again.

That was evidently false to Ness, especially now. Proof is in the pudding, and Ness had somehow knocked Mike up.

Women becoming men — or rather, men who just happened to be born in a woman's body — was rare. At least to the public eye. Especially so, with the date reading April of 2000. Ness never denied Mike's identity. In fact, he embraced it. Every single day he reminded Mike of who he was, calling him a "big strong man," "handsome fella," or even just "my boyfriend."

"So...?" Mike's voice drew Ness out of his swirling thoughts. His "mind palace" Mike and Abby often called it. His space where he asked far too many questions and investigated as he pleased.

"Oh, um... So, I just. How can you be pregnant? You're a man, Mike. You know that, I know that."

[wax-smacks]

Guys I saw a post earlier today about a trans guy getting top surgery and the OP couldn't figure out what changed with him and asked if he got a haircut but now I can't find it someone please go find it for me I am BEGGING you as your resident content goblin I NEED IT.

[transcendentalfloss]

[dailyhatsune]

Miku comes out to her dad

memories of miku and mike at the pride parade

[janothergay]

I too wish to be perpetually cast as a lesbian, gay or bisexual in a project by Mike Flanagan; like to charge, reblog to cast

[gloomy-prince]

Trans Eddie au pt 41! Struggling to think of a quip. I got nothing

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[tanyakennedy1899]

So michael graves has his pfp, locker and rings inspired by Ozzy Osbourne and he just HAPPENS to share a name? No. No this guy is transgender and NAMED HIMSELF after ozzy osbourne. god bless.

HIS MIDDLE NAME IS FUCKING MICHAEL.

[keynb]

ST kids babysitting Steve and Eddie's baby🍼

Aka Steve's revenge lol

[fungi-maestro]

Happy tdov to fat trans people. 🏳️‍⚧️ Biggest thing that helped me as a trans kid was seeing older fat trans people. There were a lot of really irritating "advice" posts going around early in my time on the internet with a lot of misinformation in them, but one that I constantly saw (in addition to people claiming you should wear your pants rediculously low or only wear button ups) were posts saying you had to lose weight to transition. Can confidently confirm that is completely untrue. 👍

[crazygnomenclature]

[silverliing]

“If byler were both girls nobody wou-“ yes they would! as someone who grew up sapphic I would love them even more!

@rainyydazze Ty for putting this in my brain

[yanderestarangel]

✧ 𑂴 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 | 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐓 X 𝐅𝐓𝐌 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐓𝐖: v!sex, dirty fantasies, sex dreams, v!sex, porn plot, praise kink, sex in the car, soft!dom mike, ftm reader, creampie.

Mike's concerns were never limited to just family and economic environments, not just capitalism and the concern of keeping his memory and taking care of the only person he had left - Abby - but also romantic parameters, and unfortunately he couldn't cope. get rid of such feelings... Feelings for you.

You were his coworker - always smiling and asking if he was okay or not, it made the security guard's day happier and more comforting, even if you were just being a polite person. Mike was a lonely man with several problems, and even though he was embarrassed, the only escape route he had were erotic dreams about you.

It all started involuntarily, with him going to sleep thinking about how you touched him that day - it was a simple touch on his hand at lunch, but enough for him to feel the heat of your skin transmit to him - Schmidt felt his member throb in his pants when thinking about what it would be like to touch his body, treating him gently, how he could be a little rough with you hitting his dick in your little hole while forcing you to look deep into his eyes giving him more motivation to continue hitting your body with his hips, he was already a hostage to his own desires.

"-Oh fuck..." he whispered, still in a state of deep sleep, sweat ran down his forehead while a hand went against his erection, instinctively while goosebumps formed on his skin. The image of your pussy, your body, your face, slowly riding and slobbering on his dick was too vivid-just a fantasy in his brain, but it was a fantasy he couldn't lie about that was pleasurable in every way.

The days passed more and more tortuously... Every touch, smile and conversation, every reverberation of your voice was enough for Mike's brain chemistry to change and everything to spin, his dick was pulsing in his pants and he needed some relief or simply asking you out - he didn't just want sex, but sex was also included in his intense and lustful passion for you - so, the man asked you to have a beer and take a walk around, a calm stroll through the monotonous small town night, no worries, no more fantasies, something real and invigorating; That was all Mike wanted.

His car was a hot and stuffy space, but the cold, bitter sip you took every moment from the beer bottle made your system cool a little. Mike seemed genuinely cheerful after a while, smiling widely and telling bad jokes that made you smile at his cute attempt to distract you from his poor choice of first date location... After all, even if he didn't make it clear, it was a date. Schmidt soon began to make you more comfortable with small respectful touches, some caresses on your thighs, cheeks or even a quick kiss on the forehead, while he leaned against the bench and looked at you with his black eyes, resting his face on his closed wrists.

"-You know... I always thought you were a pretty boy." Mike spoke in a husky voice filled with desire underlying whatever fear stood in the way of the advances he hadn't made. Then, everything was too fast for your brain to process - Mike above you, his hands were holding your thighs with your ankles resting on his shoulders, his thick, pulsing cock was moving in and out of your pussy, his hands were squeezing your soft flesh until that his fingertips were white - it was a way for the poor man to feel that you were actually real, not just another comforting dream he'll have as the months go by -

"-That's it... My boy is taking my cock so well... Damn (Y/N) you're so fucking tight." Mike moaned loudly as he removed his shaft from your core, only to rub it against your clit, making you moan his name even more - he slowly thrust back in making each movement count, making you arch your back for more fiction.

"-S-So fucking cute- oh fuck baby boy, do you know how much I dreamed about fucking you? How much I wanted that pussy wrapped around my dick?" He confesses between moans, he didn't really care anymore if what he said was dirty or immoral, he needed to let you know how much he wanted you. "-I just wanted to fuck you, turn you into mine, filled with my cum..."

Mike expected to see some sign of repulsion or disgust, but you just moaned and rubbed your own clit, looking for more of that forbidden and newly discovered pleasure. "-You always wanted this... deep down you knew I would never resist you." You wrapped your arms around him, holding on for dear life as he fucked you senseless.

He grabbed an arm, pulling your body closer to him as he continued to ravage your pussy relentlessly. His breathing became difficult and sweat ran from his forehead to his, mixing in an erotic dance. "-Fuck, beautiful boy, squeeze that little pussy on my dick- yes! Fuck exactly like that, good boy, such a good boy for me-!" You soon felt your cunt milking Mike to the last drop of sperm, feeling your walls close around him - He grunted loudly, spilling everything into your uterus.

"-Take it all, take my load like the good boy you are."

You soiled the antique leather seats beneath you, but he didn't care about the mess at that moment, just slowly pulling out of you and lowering himself between your legs, placing kisses on your aching pussy and leaking his cum.

"-You don't know how much I'm in love with you baby..." He looked deep into your eyes, and by the glow you saw in his orbs - he was obviously being sincere, the world stopped and it was just you and Mike that moment, and that was all he needed at the moment... You.

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[ollierachnid]

[covered in blood] dont worry sam is in her 4 hour bath

[hyper-jam]

The bfs are talking 🫶🫶🫶

[gloomy-prince]

Trans Eddie au pt 26! Someone has some Thoughts,,,

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[jjkyaoi]

being multigender is such a weird and disorienting feeling because people will find one part of you to love and then get upset when you’re not just the part that they like the most. do you understand. of being so much and yet not fitting in anywhere. of not conforming to traditional labels enough that nobody really knows what to do with you. of being bothered by the thought of just being seen as one thing your whole life but at the same time you can’t put your finger on what exactly it is you are/what you want people to perceive you as. or maybe that’s just the autism