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FTM Passing Tips #2

Please excuse my poor humor (;

(Short dude problems)
I am with you, brother. Here are some tips for my homies:

- Shirts and pants with vertical stripes make you appear taller. Just don’t stand next to tall titan people.

- Tighter pants makes your legs look thinner, therefore making you look taller.  

- Nothing wrong with being short. You could land some clothes in the boys department. I found my favorite Avengers shirt in that section. 

- Creepers/platform shoes are so rad, man. They add a few centimeters to your height and look hella punk rock.

- Jackets and coats that cover your bunbuns are comfy, but they make you look short. Maybe you can add a pair of creepers and a beanie and call yourself a tall punk rock homie.

- If you find a pair of pants that are too long, you can fold the bottoms up.


More tips:

- Make sure your shirt collar isn’t too loose around your neck. Tightening your bowtie or tie might help make your collar shirt appear more of a good fit on you. But be careful not to tighten it too much.

- CHEATING BOWTIE TRICK: I used to sew bows for my sisters to put in their hair, and I had some leftovers without bobby pins. I had an idea to use a string and tie the bow around my neck as a ghetto bowtie and it looked like a fine ass bowtie. Search up “bow no sew tutorial”. 

After making a bow, just pull a string that’s long enough to tie around your neck comfortably through that little middle loop and tuck the tied string ends under you collar shirt. Tadahhh $5 or less bowtie :D

- Longer vests hide them curvy hips, bruh.

- Trench coats are nice. Makes you feel like a badass fallen angel (;

- Fixing the seams of your clothes can help make a better fit for your body. You can even take old, baggy clothes and resew them as new ones.

- TWEEEEEED. Tweed is good. Makes you look like a polished gentleman. 

- Newsboy hats are pretty swell. Easy fix for a bad hair day. 

- Caps and snapbacks are cool too. 

- There are several makeup tutorials on making yourself look more masculine. Just Google “crossplay” or “ftm” makeup. The main tips are to contour your jawline, nose, cheekbones, neutralize the color of your lips a little with a dab of concealer, and fill in your eyebrows. 

- *Morgan Freeman’s voice* OLD SPICE.

- A pair of oxford and chukka shoes can take you far with most outfits. Yes, even in pjs and sweats. Just watch out for the fashion police. 

- Binders are awesome and will flatten your chest.
DON’T USE ACE BANDAGES NO NO NO
And don’t get a cheap $10 binder from China on Amazon if you plan to wear one daily. I bought one, but the material was not elastic. I rarely wear it. But it works fine if you’re cosplaying.

- Sport bras are a good substitute for binders. The ones designed to compress breasts are even better.

- Socks can get you a male yoohoo bulge. And it’ll keep your yoohoo warm during the cold winter! It’s like a sweater for your yoohoo! Oh my god, I’m never getting a date…

- Watches are great. But POCKETWATCHES, MMM YAS

- Polo shirts look good. Darker colored polos will help hide your chest.

- KNITTED SWEATERSasdfgljkklhsda;

- You can get a lot of male clothes from WalMart or Target. Don’t underestimate Walmart’s clothing selections. You can get work out gear, Hanes or Fruit of the Looms boxers, briefs, superhero t-shirts for less than $10, plain t-shirts, basically a whole wardrobe at these two stores. So instead of going to GAP and spending half of your rent on a few things, you can probably get a cartload of clothes and stop by for a dvd and some snacks at Walmart. 

- If you want to start a new wardrobe, buy simple and neutral-colored clothes first. It’s easier to mix and match black, white, gray, beige, and navy blue colored pants and shirts together than say, green, mahogany, red, and light blue. 

- Check out minimal fashion. It’s simple and uses basic colors for each outfit, usually black and white. 

- H & M has a wide variety of nice-looking clothes. I would say it has a better quality and designs compared to Forever 21.

- If you’re too lazy or shy to shop around at the mall, try online shopping. 

- If you’re buying cheap t-shirts or any other clothing on Ebay or Amazon, MAKE SURE TO CHECK THE REVIEWS. I ordered a design t-shirt from China a few months back but it has never been shipped to me.

- AND WATCH OUT FOR THE SIZES. Check your measurements. Asian clothings are mostly one size smaller. Not all sizes are universal. A small size for males can be a medium for females. I bought a coat online WHICH IS PRETTY RISKY that was a size small but ended up being too big for me. Ended up Christmas gifting it for my dad.

- Barbershops are better for male haircuts than hair salons, or so I’ve heard.

- LONG HAIR CAN BE MANLY. PULL OFF A MAN BUN. KEEP IT DOWN AND LOOK LIKE A LEAD GUITARIST FOR A DEATH METAL BAND. TIE IT IN A LOW PONYTAIL, PUT ON A PAIR OF AVIATOR GLASSES AND A SUIT, AND VOILA YOU LOOK LIKE A BADASS HITMAN

Thank you guys for all the notes on my 1st FTM tips post. I felt that I’ve done good and offered a helping hand to people. You guys take care (’ v ’)/


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And here’s some more recent tips:

- Guys usually stick their chests outward and keep their shoulders back rather than hunch over. This posture would help boast your confidence.
- If you want to start working out but are afraid of working out in a public gym, find a work-out buddy to support you or exercise at home with free weights. USE YOUR SURROUNDINGS. TEXTBOOKS CAN BE USED AS FREE WEIGHTS. BENCHPRESS YOUR ELECTRIC GUITAR.
- Be careful when working out while wearing your binder. You may have to take longer breaks. If it helps, wear your binders a tad bit looser.
- Pick up dancing, martial arts, tennis, rock climbing, swimming, or any form of physical exercise to keep your body and brains healthy.
- When you’re coming up with a work-out plan, balance out cardio and weight-training days. You have to do cardio to help you tone your body.
- Some foods can help you lower your estrogen levels and increase your testosterone. Here are some: tuna, oysters, egg yolk, cabbage, asparagus, garlic, bananas, almonds.
- Lean your head back. Take a deep breath. Now exhale. You got this, man. Don’t worry. You look great.
- DONT LET NOBODY TELL YOU THAT THE STUFF YOU DO MAKES YOU LOOK FEMININE LIKE WTF GUYS CAN USE MAKEUP GUYS CAN KNIT AND COOK AND WEAR HIGH CROP TOPS THERE ARE NO SUCH THING AS GENDER LABELS DO WHAT YOU FEEL BE WHO YOU ARE AND FUCK ANYBODY WHO DENIES YOUR IDENTITY BECAUSE THE ONLY THING THATS INVALID IS THEIR FUCKING IGNORANCE

Leave The Light On

Oliver turned onto Adams Street and revved the Ducati up a couple more RPM’s. The night was bitter cold, but like he told Barry Allen, he spent five years on an island in the South China Sea—he didn’t get cold.

That was such a load of macho bullshit. It was freezing. In spite of what some people had told him, he did feel things. And right now, he was feeling the bite of the night. But this huge drug shipment that was going down tonight was more important than anything the weather was doing. Rene had set this all up a week ago when he got word from some of his old street contacts that thirty million dollars’ worth of heroin was being moved through the Star City docks, out to 10,000 junkies, and just as many teenagers in the city. Tonight, the Team was in place and ready to make their move.

Except for Felicity. She was still at Star City Memorial. Oliver felt the weight of guilt in his mind and heart for even being on this thing tonight. When she began to experience pain from her condition, Oliver had taken her to the hospital and intended to stay right by her side. Last week when Rene brought the operation to Oliver, Felicity was doing okay and he had set her up with her coms and computers where she could use her awesome skills from their home. She would be, forever and always, the Team’s Overwatch.

Then a complication arose last night and Felicity’s priorities changed. So did Oliver’s. He intended to pass the responsibilities of the mission on to John and Rene, both more than capable of being Team Leader.

John’s voice came over the coms. “GA…uh, Overwatch is expecting.”

A shot of adrenalin surged through him as John’s code shattered his introspective guilt. “I’m on my way back,” Oliver told John.

“Negative, brother,” John answered. “Speedy is with her. And she said to finish the mission. She loves you and knows you want to be there.”

Oliver was adamant.  “Spartan, I don’t care what she said. I’m en route to the hospital. Clear a route so I don’t accidently run over civilians on my way.”

Oliver’s private com channel suddenly clicked on and Felicity’s so familiar voice spoke to him, like he was hearing the voice of conscious reach out. “Oliver, John is right. You need to lead the team and take out the bad guys.”

“Felicity…” Oliver started to say.

“Oliver, I love you and both of these gifts we’re getting tonight are going to be a pretty good story to tell to our son.”

Oliver sighed in agreement. “Okay love, I’m going in. But, I might go off the rails a tiny bit to speed up the operation. I am coming to you tonight, even if it kills me. Which it won’t…because, you know…I am a badass superhero.”

“Oliver, I’ll be waiting for you. Thea is holding my hand, so the Queen bloodline is well represented tonight. Stay focused and come back to me.”

The private com clicked off. Oliver did what he was told. He readjusted his focus and ramped up the Ducati. As he sped toward the docks, Oliver gave out a little prayer of support to his wife and their first born.

**

When the RPG hit his bike, Oliver was almost in position. Rene, John and Black Canary had already made contact with the drug runners, and somehow, John had convinced him to be their back up, to open an escape route for them after the deal went down. Oliver knew why John was so persistent, and he agreed to keep the Team’s backs clear.

The near supersonic grenade exploded five feet in front of where Oliver was sitting on the Ducati waiting for the green signal from John. The concussion from the blast lifted Oliver off the bike and threw him some forty feet away onto the hard street surface.

He was already unconscious before he landed. Darkness swept him away and he was lost in the grip of the long, bitterly cold night.

**

John walked into Felicity’s hospital room and stood just inside of the door. He was a mess. Several cuts were tattooed on his face; just another night of crime fighting. But he was whole and he went to Felicity’s bedside.

Felicity watched John come into the room and she knew immediately that something was wrong. He was her big brother, and just like she did with Oliver, she could see and feel when the man was hurting. “John, what happened,” she asked him.

“Felicity…Oliver, he took a hit…”

She shifted on the bed and then sat up. “John, what happened? Where is he?”

John sighed and then sat down in a chair next to her bed. “Felicity, he was in the direct path of an explosion from an RPG…” He paused and took a deep breath. “He was thrown off his bike and…”

“John, is he alive?”

“Yeah,” John smiled at her. “The man is pretty resilient. He was also lucky he had on Cisco’s super-duper body armor.” Now that he knew Oliver was going to survive, he was able to release his pent up anxiety and concern for his brother. “He broke his arm,” John continued. “He also has the usual cuts and bruises and he has a concussion from the blast.  But he is going to be okay.”

Felicity let her own relieved sigh relax her body. She lay back down on the bed and reached out to take John’s hand. “Thank god,” she whispered. “Do you think I could go see him?”

“Yeah,” John told her. “That’s why I’m here. He asked me to come get you. Felicity, he is desperate to see you…and your beautiful new baby.”

Felicity was already climbing out of the bed.

**

Oliver opened his eyes and saw that a little piece of Heaven on earth was sitting next to his bed. He had an IV stuck in his good arm, and there were monitoring devices arranged around him. Felicity was sitting in a wheelchair holding their new born son. The sense of calm he felt whenever she was around him settled into him. It felt like someone had turned on a heater inside of him, sheltering him against the cold.

“Hey,” Felicity spoke softly to him. “I leave you alone for a minute, and you nearly get yourself killed. How could I tell our son that his father died as a hero on the night he was born?”

Oliver put his whole soul in the smile he gave her. “Well, you know me,” he told her. “I can’t ever lose my way. Not when I have you and this new life we were given tonight. Felicity, I have always told you that you are the light that leads the way. I will always come back to you.”

“Oliver, I will always leave the light on for you.”

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My guilty pleasure is an AU where the guys of the KnB world are all turned evil and it's up to the ladies to snap them out of it.
  • *Badass trainer!Riko building up an army of kickass ladies with a wide range of skills from reconnaissance to hand to hand combat*
  • *Spy!Momoi gathers info through blackmail, seduction, and observation*
  • *Badass Alex/Coach Masako leading small groups to interfere with the plans of the all powerful Generation of Miracles*
  • Also: Wannabe!Himuro who wants to be accepted as an equal to the Generation of Miracles and his brother Kagami, so he can be reckless if you work him up enough.

For everyone who asked me to keep them up to date because I watch the 100: The Clarke/Lexa kiss on the CW show the 100 was the real deal. It was not a dream/hallucination scene. Lexa kissed Clarke, Clarke kissed Lexa back. 

When Clarke eventually pulled out of the kiss, she told Lexa that she was sorry, but that she wasn’t ready to be with anyone right now. (If you don’t watch the show, Clarke was in a relationship, but the guy has recently died, which is why she isn’t emotionally ready at all to be in a relationship with anyone at the moment.) 

But long story short: Clarke, female, and badass lead character on a CW show (previously known to date a guy), kissed a girl and liked it, and is 99% sure bisexual. Which means that this shit is allowed on the CW. And the world is still turning. No one got hurt.

SPN writers take notes. It’s not that scary, even on the CW. It seems it’s all in the hands of the writers. 

Jason Rothenberg I salute you. No matter what happens to your show from here on, you were the best of those sons of bitches. 

(And to make it official, tweet from Jason during the show)