#slut-shaming

[this-is-saneism]

I have HPD and when I tell people that there’s frequently people who start slut shaming me because of the stereotype that all people with HPD are sexual and sleep around.

A few HPD traits do relate to sexuality but you don’t need to be sexual to get diagnosed.

This is saneism and slut-shaming.

[ashintheairlikesnow]

I think it also probably plays a role that Vince and Kauri are a bit too similar for comfort, right? Vince is like a reflection of who Kauri really is, all the trauma and escapism and drug abuse — he is just much worse at hiding it both from others and from himself. It probably doesn’t sit right with Kauri just how much of Vince he sees in himself.

Peel away the self-delusion, and Kauri’s life is just as bleak as Vince’s. Even after Kauri’s escape, Vince is still a living reminder of everything Kauri is trying to run away from. No matter how hard he tries, Kauri is still Vincent Shield. He must hate that.

Let me give you a little somethin'-somethin' that I wrote once but never fit into anything so it just sat in my word docs gathering dust...

-

Vince looks up from the papers spread across the table as the door opens and closes. Nat waves one hand. "Don't worry about it, it's Kauri."

"How can you tell?"

"I know what it sounds like when he comes in." She doesn't elaborate and doesn't look up, either. She highlights, bright yellow line across a series of bolded black numbers. "This is the grant we get that helps cover the cost of food. With the recession, they're cutting the amount we receive by about a third."

"Uh-huh." Vince looks towards the doorway, watching, endlessly curious about the strange hostile clone of himself that sometimes sleeps here, more often elsewhere. "I'll cover it. The check can come through Dynastic Blood Technologies, they donate annually to you anyway."

"Vince, are any of your shell companies real?" Nat has a smile in her voice, leaning her cheek against her hand as she makes a note in pen.

"All of them are. Legally speaking. But Dynastic actually is a real research company. Trying to cure hemophilia, I think. I don't remember. I just went in on it as a co-founder, I don't remember much about the day to day. Yulia does all the detail stuff."

"Hm. So-... Okay, moving on to this-"

Vince flinches when Kauri pops into the doorframe from sheer surprise. Those blue eyes skip him entirely, refusing to land, and he doesn't blame him - direct focus tends to make Kauri black out and wake up with one hell of a headache. Or so he says. Vince has only seen it happen once.

"Hey, Nat."

"Hi, Kauri. You staying the night this time?"

"Nah. Just in dire need of a shower and some food that didn't come from McDonald's. Is Jake home?"

"Nope. Class."

"Damn. It's not Tuesday?"

"Wednesday."

Vince blinks. "You don't know what day it is?"

Kauri still won't look at him, but the smile drops off his face. "Can't read, asshole. Counts for calendars, too. Sometimes I lose fucking track of the date. They wiped all that smart shit away."

"Right. Sorry."

"Apology appreciated but maybe just fuck off next time you want to ask stupid questions. That's why I'm here, remember?"

"Kauri, be nice," Nat warns. "To Vince and to yourself." She looks up now, and Vince looks at her while fiddling with the travel mug in his hands. He undoes the lid and snaps it back. Finally takes a sip. The burn down his throat feels good.

Kauri snorts. "Whatever. What about Chris, is he around?"

"He is, but... He's having a hard day. Nightmares and then I did something wrong at breakfast, not sure what, he didn't seem to be able to explain it. But he's a little shaky."

"Oh. Should I... leave him alone, or..."

"No, honey. Go on up there, he'll be thrilled to see you. Just don't turn the light on. I think he's in Jake's room."

"Cool. How long is Sexiest Man of the Year going to be here?"

Vince groans, taking another drink. "Don't talk about that. Someone on my management team off paid People Magazine, I swear."

"Probably."

Vince feels his face warm and stares down at the paperwork on the kitchen table. "... Kauri, listen-"

"Nope."

"Vince and I are finishing up," Nat interjects smoothly. "He should be out of here in an hour or so, and we'll go out to lunch."

"Great. Hey, Vince, I wanted to ask you something."

Vince looks up, and Kauri is looking off to the side, his profile what Vince sees. Nearly identical to his own, years ago, at this age. Just with longer hair and paler skin. "What?"

"Is drinking yourself to death helping?"

He blinks and looks down at his travel mug, then back up. "This is coffee."

"Hm, not all of it though, huh? So is it helping? The liquor? Make you feel better, help you sleep at night?"

Some vicious hurt creature inside Vince lashes out, and before he can stop himself he hears his own voice asking, "Not really. Does fucking everyone who looks at you help you?"

Nat opens her mouth to protest or stop them, but before she can, Kauri laughs. The brittle bright laughter rings through the room, and he turns away, headed for the stairs.

"Can't hurt me by calling me what I already know I am, movie star," He says, carelessly, tossed over his shoulder as he takes the steps two at a time. "Hurts way worse to remember what I'm not."

Vince stares after him, then takes another swig from the travel mug. Whiskey and coffee, the blend of burn and bitterness.

"... Why is he better at that than me?" He mutters.

Nat looks over at him, then back towards the entryway, listening to the creak of Kauri walking across the old wooden hall above their heads. "He practices," She says, voice low. "All the time."

[just-a-music-and-poetry-lover]

For those of you who might not know this, I'm an 18 year old trans man. I came out two years ago, I was in my second to last year of highschool.

I never had any problems with either classmates or teachers. I knew some guys there were kind of homophobic, but no one was ever openly hostile. At least that.

I started college in the beginning of of September, didn't talk to any of the guys since the summer began. I was never close to the majority of them, so I wasn't very affected by that. I had talked to some of them enough to somewhat trust them, though. I had a few of them in my insta's close friends.

I'm feeling better about my body than I had in years, way before I knew I was trans, so I have been posting on my stories a few pictures that show some... assets a bit more than I ever did online. A few days ago, it was one where, from the waist up, I only had a bra. It was on purpose to show off my breasts because, for the first time in literal years, I'm comfortable with having them (and all the more after coming out. I accepted that being comfortable with my biology doesn't make me any less trans. I do want HRT and top surgery, but at least I'm not crying myself to sleep anymore because of my anatomy), and, as they say in my country, what's beautiful must be shown off.

Well, I got a text today from one of my best friends (who's dating one of the guys from my highschool). He showed her that one of the guys I had on my close friends had printscreened my photo and sent it to the rest. Things like "doesn't he want to be a guy?" and "if that's what he's posting, why didn't he just not have a bra?" were said, among with laughter, general slut-shaming and transphobia.

Just passing by to say that I fucking trusted that guy, I thought that the others, even if we weren't friends, respected me. Apparently they don't. Have I mentioned that I hate men? God, I fucking hate men

[jojosbizzaretitties]

CURSED 😱

[virtualyric]

When you accuse people of "using polyamory as an excuse for sleeping around" you are slut-shaming them.

People don't need any "excuse" for sleeping around because having casual sex with lots of people is fine as long as you're honest, respectful, and kind.

It's fine! No excuse needed!

[straighttma]

(CW: Slut shaming, sexism)  Tim is still bi but this time as a woman (Tina, I dunno). Instead of having a great friendship, Sasha is constantly fighting with Tina instead because obviously women are too catty and can't be friends. She will also take every opportunity to slut shame Tina and call her a slut or a wh*re, and her behavior will never to be called out through the whole show. This is a callout btw (hint: it's a video game)

[marian-turner]

Please don’t go to the link if you don’t want to feel awkward, if you want to go please have an open mind🙏🏼 I’m not gonna delete this.

Even this is a way to tell you an story, my story

[otakujade]

if it wasnt for her titties ik u guys would not be all over her like fr