#and dave is one that aces their exams and all that despite missing their work and sometimes fall sleep in class and stuff

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They have a specific type of dynamic that i cannot really explain and i just kinda get from the vibes lmao

[imhereforthetryus]

Fuck Dresses and Other Feminine Things

(I had to re draft this many times so im pissed)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18852652

Marty stared at disgust at his reflection in the mirror pivoting around the over cluttered room, the reflection stared back, he ran his fingers through his chestnut brown hair he cut almost all of his hair length it was liberating to have his stupid long hair be cut off to just have hair that didnt make him look feminine so he cut till his bangs barely reached his forehead, he looked in the mirror one more time frustrated with the fact that he used to be flatter than his mom ironing board but it was official the universe hated him after all it decided the one time Marty thought he could pass in the physical aspect after his new haircut, he suddenly sprouted to a C-cup,he hated them, loathed them, because while he could paint over the pink walls in his bedroom, he could chop all his hair till he was bald, but he couldn't paint over his breasts and make them vanish, how he wish he could make them vanish.

They remind him that as long as he had breasts he be seen as a girl, he wished he could just cut them off, but he knew it was too dangerous to do it without a professional and his mom would probably freak out if there was blood on the carpet.

“Marissa”a knock came from Marty door He hasn't told his mom not to call him that but it didn't stop him from feeling aggravated every time he heard that wretched name he threw on a beanie she didn't know he had cut his hair, he panicked putting on a beanie last second

“Come in” his mother came inside the bedroom “Marrisa what did i tell you about your walls” she stood tall, her hands on her hips she was annoyed, circling around Marty room like a shark would circle a bunch of fish she pointed out loads of stuff “What all this mess for goodness, it a pigsty in here” Marty glanced around the shrugged

“So it looks like Dave room” referring to his cousin Dave which was his mother favorite child despite not being her child, so much so that she let him stay here in the quest room which meant that Marty couldn't use it to play his games on the flat screen, which he was still bitter about his mother shook her head

“a lady keeps her room clean” his mom scolded him

“Im not a lady” Marty sighed he crossed his arms.

“Dont start this morning” His mom sighed she shook her head “When are you going to grow out of that silly tomboy phase” im not a tomboy im a boy. Marty just gave her a shrug

“Just get down for breakfast” Marty rolled his eyes and shut the door violently, he ran to his computer desk, he went to Quora to ask a question he typed in “how to bind without a binder” after several minutes he got an answer well several

Lemons 0311: I use ace bandages

Anonymous 157 : i wouldn't suggest bandages, but sports bra you could hurt your ribs with bandages, and be unavailable for top surgery later, but if you use sports bra you could be safer.

Marty spun around in his chair before diving into his drawer but he couldn't find any, he raced to his older sisters room he knocked on the door silently

“Iris” the brunette girl stepped out into the green hallway her eyes tired after all studying to be a Paleontologist, was not as exciting as television showed it to be

“Yes Marissa” Marty sighed that stupid name

“Can you hand me some of your older sports bra, I can't find mine” She disappeared right back into the bedroom before returning with three bras, she shoved them into Marty hands

“Here”

“Thanks” Marty waltezd back into his room

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After putting on all three bras on Marty felt a little better, he wasn't as flat as he wanted to be but it was as close to flat as he could get, he slipped on several tops ranging from different fabrics, to different patterns due to his mom obsessive addiction to shopping for the color pink and dresses he didn't have many T-shirt that were plain and pants but luckily there was online shopping he couldn't buy too obvious boy clothes or his mom would freak so non -gender clothing it was.

Marty couldn’t wait for the day till his mom finally decided that she wouldn’t care whatever he bought, but that was far away way too far away, he slipped on a oversized yellow hoodie, and his old gym shorts and feeling his stomach rumble he ran downstairs dashing by his sister and grabbing a hot waffle and throwing it on to his plate,he drowned it in syrup before he stuffed it in his mouth, scooping eggs on to his plate.

He sat down letting his body stopped running, it was complete silence till his mom spoke then came another few seconds of tension that Marty couldnt take so quietly he mumbled

“Bye mom” Marty dashed out of the house letting the cool summer breeze hit him, his brown hair was flying over the place as he ran to wherever letting his heels hit the concrete and his eyes running in circles he didn't know what stopped him, but he suddenly stopped running, he stood out of breath hunched over the gray concrete.

He looked around, to see an array of blue and pink flowers sprouting out of the cracks in the concrete, cling he whipped his head around to see a giant of a boy with the most luscious blonde hair darkened by beads of sweat, with green eyes staring intensely at the worn out metal rim of the Shadyside basketball court, the boy was throwing shot after shot, missing a few times and every time he missed he tightened his face he probably wouldn’t have noticed Marty if his next throw flew of the rim and almost hit Marty who yelped out of the way and fell to the ground.

“I'm so sorry, Dude are you alright” the blonde boy rushed to Marty side and offered his hand.

“I think there three of you” Marty pretend to be dazed gleaming on the inside, the boy looked worried for a minute before Marty bursted out laughing

“Im fine, just pulling your leg a little” the boy sighed in relief.

“Thank goodness I don't think I could have afforded your hospital bill…” he looked to Marty for confirmation of his name

“uh im ..” Marty thought for a second realising the boy was talking to him, Marty wasn't used to someone in Shadyside not knowing his name, did he really look that different? He didn't think so, “Marty” he whispered quietly letting the wind carry his voice then the boy smiled again

“Nice to meet you Marty” the boy smiled he pulled Marty up and Marty felt himself wishing he could hold on to the blonde guys hand a little bit more “Im TJ”

Uh Hi TJ” Marty voiced cracked as he tried to deepen it, TJ gave him a strange look “Next time you throw a basketball at me, can we avoid the face area” Marty chuckled, TJ bellowed in laughter

“Sure Handsome” TJ shot a wink towards him, Marty face blushed.

“So Marty up for a one on one” Marty nodded and smirked as he grabbed the ball from TJ hands.

AN: Thank You @citrusgoodman for providing me with correct information about Dysphoria, Binding etc I cant thank you enough

(If i innacuratly potrayed dyshorphi then i apologising pls send asks or dm me about what i did wrong so i can fix it)

Tag: @3eyyyem sorry for making you wait exams were killing me