#tw forced outing

[wormchamp72]

So much for "preferring yuri," Wormchamp. Does THIS answer your question, 🍊Anon? Since Wormchamp is too much of a coward 2 speak his truth, I think I'll do it for him:

That's right.

Wormchamp72 LOVES yaoi.

And guess what? I'm not ashamed of him. It's g0dd@mn Pride Month, after all. It's about time Wormchamp "came out" so 2 speak. And before you sheeple start wailing and moaning about "forced outing"...they don't call me Dark Woke Worm for nothing.

*chuckles mencingly and slithers off in2 the distance, but not before whispering:

"This will make you think twice before replacing me TWICE next time, Wormchamp..."

-Dark Worm

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Writing Prompt: After season 2, Tommy gets a wake-up call, realizing that it really was him that made Steve leave. He was the asshole. He realized that when he got drunk with Carol at a party and accidentally let slip at a party about Steve’s bisexuality, a secret he once swore to protect. (He hadn't realized someone overheard.) It was the worst thing he had ever done. It got back to Steve’s parents, and his dad ended up kicking him out. Tommy tried to make up for it by trying to take him in, and in Steve’s anger, he turned him down, preferring to live out of his car. It was Lucas who found him sleeping in his car, which led to him getting adopted by the Sinclairs and then the Hendersons. He got not one but two homes. People at school hadn't taken the news too kindly, and so, the Hellfire Club takes him in. . .more specifically, Eddie takes him in.

[snowelloh]

This situations so fucked up I really feel for Cellbit

as an ace person who isn’t seriously out for similar reasons to Cellbit, having to out yourself for this reason is so fucking upsetting. And everything else in the document… yeah my heart goes out to him.

Fuck aphobia fuck abuse fuck all of it. Hope he’s okay and with friends and family.

If anyone needs to vent over it or just need someone to talk to about anything, my dms are open <3

[princesafilomena]

unfriendly reminder that both Anna and Matthew have outed Kamala without her consent :)

[herkiss-theriot]

Bro’s there’s this trend of people outing popular creators to their families on TikTok which is HORRIFYING and the main reason I never came out on that website. Like even smaller creators can be targeted by it. That website is so public and your content can be seen on literally anyone’s For You Page unless your account is literally entirely private. It’s basically the exact opposite of tumblr because a lot of the time you have your name on your account and all of the content essentially is connected to your face like...? I’m not saying to not use TikTok as a place to come out/talk about your feelings but PLEASE be safe. If you want to be popular on TikTok but it’s unsafe for you to come out in the real world then don’t say anything about it on TikTok. I just want everyone to be safe and okay 🥺

[queercripple]

well i’ve made it to the house of hades in my rereading of percy jackson. y’all know what that means—i’m about to be super angry at percy’s botched character development and exceptionally upset about nico’s forced coming out

[yourorganicshoes]

Every single Swiftie needs to read this Medium article published today by Becky Albertalli, who writes mlm and wlw YA romances, and who was just basically forced to come out because of online harassment.

She told people in interviews she was straight for YEARS because she didn’t realize until recently that she’s bi. So y’all can fuck off forever with your “community I’m not a part of” bullshit.

Gaylors are NOT crazy or delusional for reading non-straight themes in Taylor’s music. And it’s disgusting for you to invalidate a potential part of her identity that you know ABSOLUTELY NOTHING about. 

Listen to betty, Dress, seven, illicit affairs, You Need to Calm Down, Dancing with Our Hands Tied, Don’t Blame Me, It’s Nice to Have a Friend, Treacherous, False God, So It Goes, etc etc etc again. Listen to her say that “gay pride” makes her her. 

Watch the YNTCD video one more time and think to yourself whether a straight woman would really place herself IN THE MIDDLE OF A GAY COMMUNITY, rather than outside, as Ryan Reynolds is. Think back to how many people accused her of queerbaiting and whether you think our beloved Taylor would really do that.

And for God’s sake, leave Joe out of this. I don’t care whether or not you think she’s dating him. Having a boyfriend does not automatically mean someone is straight. Becky Albertalli has been married to a man for a decade.

Here’s an excerpt of Becky’s article:

“And holy shit, did people discuss. To me, it felt like there was never a break in the discourse, and it was often searingly personal. I was frequently mentioned by name, held up again and again as the quintessential example of allocishet inauthenticity. I was a straight woman writing shitty queer books for the straights, profiting off of communities I had no connection to. 

Because the thing is, I called myself straight in a bunch of early interviews. 

But labels change sometimes. That’s what everyone always says, right? It’s okay if you’re not out. It’s okay if you’re not ready. It’s okay if you don’t fully understand your identity yet. There’s no time limit, no age limit, no one right way to be queer. 

And yet a whole lot of these very same people seemed to know with absolute certainty that I was allocishet. And the less certain I was, the more emphatically strangers felt the need to declare it. Apparently it was obvious from my writing. Simon’s fine, but it was clearly written by a het. You can just tell. Her books aren’t really for queer people. 

You know what’s a mindfuck? Questioning your sexual identity in your thirties when every self-appointed literary expert on Twitter has to share their hot take on the matter. Imagine hundreds of people claiming to know every nuance of your sexuality just from reading your novels. Imagine trying to make space for your own uncertainty. Imagine if you had a Greek chorus of internet strangers propping up your imposter syndrome at every stage of the process.”

[mrs-mikko-rantanen]

Some words. This ended up being much angstier than I intended. Some quick warnings: tw: manipulation, guilt tripping, forced out of the closet, and bullying please let me know if I need to tag anything else for you

Ewan slammed the door as he stormed through the apartment. Castor looked up with a frown, just catching sight of his brother's bloody nose before he pulled out an ice pack, pressing it to his face. 

"What happened?"

"Got in a fight." Ewan snapped, shouldering his way passed Castor. 

"Are you ok?"

"Fine."

"Where's Addie?"

"Downstairs." Ewan slammed his bedroom door, leaving Castor standing in the hallway alone. He frowned, then turned on his heel, deciding to go find Adair. The young blond hadn't been himself this week, and Castor had a suspicion that there might be a relationship to blame for that. He made it to the base's training room, where he found Adair sitting on the floor, staring at his partially wrapped hands with red eyes. 

"Whoa, hey kiddo." He stepped into the room, kneeling on the ground next to Adair, "Are you alright?"

"No." Adair's voice hitched as he wiped his eyes. 

"You wanna talk about it?"

Adair shook his head, wiping away yet more tears. Castor nodded and shifted so he was sitting next to Adair. He draped his arm over Adair's shoulders and the teen leaned into him, crying a little more freely. After about ten minutes, he finally spoke. 

"Love sucks."

Castor nodded. "Yeah. Sometimes it really does."

They were quiet for a while longer before he spoke again. "Look, Addie. I know it's hard, and it seems tough right now. But you'll make it through this. It's just a break up, everyone has a few of those."

"It's not just a break up though." Adair sniffed. "It's so much worse." 

"What do you mean?"

Adair didn't say anything. He just shook his head. Castor sighed. 

"How long were you two together?"

"Six…" Adair stopped, squinting as he thought, then nodded. "Yeah. Six months."

Castor nodded. "That's a long time."

Adair shifted. "We broke up on Monday."

Yeah that lines up. Castor thought. He'd noticed a drop in the younger boy's mood when he'd gotten home from school, and in the three days since, he hadn't gotten any better. 

"Why didn't you say anything? Ewan and I wouldn't have teased you too much. Just a little at the beginning maybe."

"Because I wasn't ready to." It was barely a whisper. "That's why we broke up too. Because I wasn't ready. Because I didn't want to-" he sobbed a little and Castor hugged him tighter. 

"Hey, it's ok buddy."

Adair let out a shuddering gasp, pushing away from Castor.

"Do I get to know a name at least?" Castor asked gently. 

Adair swallowed hard, picking at the wrap around his left hand.

"Devon." He finally whispered. 

"Devon?" Castor's eyebrows ticked upwards as he took in the information. "He was a guy?"

Adair nodded slowly. 

"So...you didn't say anything about dating someone because you weren't ready to come out?" It all seemed to click into place a little bit now as Adair nodded. Castor nodded again, chewing his lip thoughtfully. "You know that doesn't change anything between you and I, right? You're still my little brother and I still love you."

"I know." Adair whispered. "I just-I wasn't ready to...say it out loud, I guess."

"Hey, I get it. It's scary."

The tears started running down Adair's face in thicker rivers than before. 

"He-he said that if-if I didn't love him enough to come-come out then maybe we shouldn't be dating." Adair sobbed. "And-and I wasn't ready, but I wasn't ready to say goodbye either, Cas…but I did because I thought maybe he was right. Maybe he deserved to be with someone who was out and wasn't afraid, maybe I wasn't good enough-"

"Stop." Castor said, "You are good enough. You stop that right now. This is a very personal journey, and he has no right to tell you things like that."

Adair didn't say anything. He just played with the tape on his knuckles a little more. A thought struck Castor and he frowned. 

"Does this have anything to do with why Ewan came home with a broken nose?"

Adair's lip quivered as he dug out his phone and handed it to Castor. "This is what he put on his Instagram."

Castor looked at the post. It was eight pictures. Seven of Adair, who looked happy. Some were posed, him smiling or making funny faces at the camera. Others were candid, him dozing in the grass outside the school in the shade. One was just two hands clasped together. It was the eighth picture that made Castor angry though. A screenshot of a text conversation that had no business being posted like this. 

Adair: I'm sorry, I'm just not ready for that yet. 

Devon: if you loved me you'd be ready. 

Adair: Dev c'mon, Its more complicated than that. You know that. 

Devon: it's really not. Either you love me or you don't. 

Devon: so that's it? You're not even going to respond?

Adair: I dont know how! I love you, you know that. But I'm just not ready to come out yet, I'm sorry. 

Devon: fine. I'll give you your sweatshirt tomorrow at school. 

Adair: Devon, please don't…..

Castor's jaw clenched as he scrolled down and looked at the caption. 

Yeah so he's gay lol 🌈 

"He outed you?" His voice was dangerously low as he stared at the phone. 

Adair nodded. "And I'm not-I don't think-its totally not the point, but I think I'm bi, not gay... and I know that isn't the point but he always made a big deal out of it and I just-" his rambling came to a faltering stop as he looked at his brother. 

Castor pulled his eyes up from the phone and looked at Adair. His little brother looked like a puppy that had been kicked. He set the phone down on the floor and pulled him into a tight hug. 

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. He had no right to do any of that to you. And if I had known that he was treating you like that...I'm so sorry, Adair." He shook a little, sighing. "I'm sorry, buddy."

Adair tensed up at first, surprised by the sudden hug. He leaned into it after a minute though, letting out a shaky breath. "Thanks, Cas."