Basically, Bentley gets stuck on homework, and Dipper and Torako take it upon themselves to…help.
Bentley stared at his blank sheet of
paper, pencil limp in his hand, then back up at Torako and Dipper’s expectant
gazes. “I have no idea what my furry would be. Can we stop. I need to write my
final paper, half my grade depends on it.”
Torako groaned and flopped back,
splayed across the ground of the living room floor. She did not, Bentley
noticed, show her own sketchbook. “This is why
we’re figuring out furries! You’re supposed to take a break and have fun,
goddammit.”
“My paper,” Bentley said.
“You’ve been staring at your reader
for about three hours,” Torako said, “And we’ve been seeing you decline on the
essay-writing front for about a week now. Hence the furries.”
“I don’t know furries,” Bentley
said. He lived a very deliberate lifestyle of trying to be ignorant of Torako
and Dipper’s furry-related shenanigans. So far, ignorance really was bliss.
“We can always figure out what your
furry is together,” Dipper said. Bentley raised his eyebrows at Dipper, who was
uncharacteristically wearing a lime-green…suit? Bentley didn’t know how to
classify it. He did know that he didn’t
like the gleam in Dipper’s eyes, or the way his smile edged a little too far at
the corners. It was his sneaky smile.
“No,” Bentley said, flat.
Dipper and Torako moaned in unison.
Bentley glanced at the time display on the opposite wall—after eleven, he
really needed to write that paper—and made a decision. It was probably a
decision he would come to regret, but he needed to stop relaxing and get
working, and the faster he got this over with the faster he could get his paper
done the faster he could lie in bed and think about how much his teacher would
hate it. Bentley also knew, from experience, that Torako and Dipper were
tenacious little shits who would keep distracting him in the name of relaxation
until he gave in. There was no avoiding his fate
Bentley huffed and ruffled his hair.
“Fine,” he said. “Just—show me yours, I guess. For reference. You first,
Torako.” It would be better to get the more chaotic of the two over and done
with, he thought. For his own sake.
Torako sat up in a feat only
possible through the power of her impressively toned abdominal muscles. She was
beaming. Dipper pouted on the couch next to Bentley, but didn’t say anything.
Instead, he clutched his datapad closer, having insisted on ‘newfangled
technology’ instead of paper.
“I love you,” Torako said. She
lowered her eyelashes and grinned a grin that made Bentley tense in
preparation. “Are you ready to see it?”
He took a deep breath, tried—then
failed—to relax, and nodded. “Go for it.”
Don’t try that mascara/arm hair shit. I’ve been passing for more than a year with short, blond arm hair. It’s not an important secondary sex characteristic.
Board shorts (without pockets in the front) do wonders to minimize the width of your hips. Always choose board shorts over swim trunks. Choose them over cargo shorts if it’s appropriate.
Speak from your chest, never from your head.
The goal of binding should not be an entirely flat chest; you should bind for your body type.
GC2b makes the best binders out there, and their products are designed specifically for trans men/transmasculine people.
It might seem useless if you’re pre-T, but working out can be a big help for dysphoria.
Eyebrows are really important to passing pre-testosterone. Muss that shit up. Make them look unkempt.
When you ask for a haircut, make sure the edges in the back are squared, not rounded.
If you have peach fuzz, I would advise shaving it. Cis guys shed theirs when they go through puberty. Shaving can also help with facial hair dysphoria.
Don’t ever buy a binder from Amazon. They run in strange sizes (I was an XXL even though I’m a M in GC2b) and take weeks/months to come. It’s also difficult to breathe in them after a few hours.
-Patience is a virtue you need to come to terms with. Even on T, things take time. My voice dropped immediately, but my cycle continued for 6 months. We’re all different.
-In the summer, HYDRATE YOURSELF. A binder is an extra layer, and mine have always been very warm.
-When its not too hot, layers are your friend. You’d be surprised what even simply an undershirt can do to smooth out your look.
-You are going to get misgendered. This is a fact, and it sucks. Learn to politely correct people. Remember you might be the first (openly) trans person they meet, so be a good ambassador.
-When you start T, your smell will change. You will sweat like you’ve never sweat before, and it WILL STINK. Adjust your bathing habits accordingly.
*coughs in direction of my trans friendos*
If you have a really large chest you might do better with Underworks binders. They aren’t pretty, they’re not soft, but they do a good job and were the first on the market for a very long time. I couldn’t stand gc2b so if you’re like me, try Underworks.
Don’t double bind.
DON’T USE DUCK TAPE. I still have scars from a dumb decision I made as a teen and I’m 31 now.
When the time comes for top surgery, shop around. Find someone who will tailor your chest to your needs. Look at their portfolio. Compare surgeons. See if you can find someone who will work with your health insurance if you have it.
Be safe. Be healthy. Take your time. It’s not a race or a competition.
*incoherent screaming* MY TRANS MEN/ TRANS MASCULINE FOLLOWERS, L O O K👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀
I can’t emphasise enough how much losing weight shrinks your chest down. even just 10 or 20 pounds makes a huge difference. aim small, and move goalposts if you get there. cherish the tiny victories.
if you’re heavy, have pain disorders or a bad back, recumbent bikes are your best friend–the benefits of running without the high impact or back strain. just 20 minutes 3 times a week will help. even better if you can do the HIIT regiment.
i know its a stingray but it looks like cthulhu popped his head up to say hi
I thought it was a giant squid.
holy shit they get this big?
They do get this big! They also tame relatively easily and are surprisingly docile animals. Its popular to swim with them in many beachy areas. As long as you’re not stupid and mean to them, your odds of being hurt by them are very low.
I had the opportunity to swim with a school of them on a sandbar once and I must say they are very aggreeable animals, though they do have the tendency to mob you if you have food, and they can be quite heavy. Still very pleasant animals.
ha cthulhu
Humans will pet anything. If aliens come, that might be what distinguishes us from the rest of the galaxy.
“we were going to blow them up, but they engaged in an oddly pleasing patting ritual and, well, it was nice.”
I read today that stingrays recently passed the mirror test: they recognize their own reflection, potentially implying they have some concept of self.
Mirrors reveal something new about manta rays – and it reflects badly on us.
what if the boy who lived was the girl who lived? scruffy tomboy harriet “call me Harry” potter, getting extra rubbish from the Dursleys both from being a girl and being the wrong kind of girl
and absolutely nothing in the entire 7-book series changes except for pronouns. because girls can be brave and imperfect and angry and sulky and loud just like boys can.
(except a girl harry would room with Hermione Granger and the Patil twins instead of Ron and Sean, but that’s literally the only thing I can think of that might change)
absolutely nothing whatsoever changes with regards to Ginny. except that in addition to “why doesn’t Harry notice me as more than a chum,” she grumbles, “why hasn’t Harry managed to realize that CHO IS STRAIGHT”
IF this becomes a popular text post, this is how I want to be remembered
i couldnt help it
changing dorms would change a lot actually. :
(aka i express howo much i love this post through comic s)
i’m totally down with this post
except
“but Harriet would room with Hermione Granger and the Patil twins instead of Ron and Sean”
who the fuck is sean
obviously dean and seamus. combined into one. one whole sean.
backup 
