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#tw: death threats
Short Prompt #1293
CW: death threats, near-death experience, implied past character death.
"Do I have your attention now?" the villain questioned with a smile that threatened to sour on a dime, their gun held against Civilian's head. The civilian, already knocked out from the explosion, couldn't even stiffen in fear. "Or must I crack open such a precious skull before you start listening?"
The hero, for once in their life, had no witty comeback or quip. That was their lover in Villain's grasp, their everything. Hero stood tense, ready to rush forward, and yet too petrified to move.
Was this what the villain had felt like all those years ago when Hero had let their partner fall?
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convolutedblasphemy · 17 days
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Just stumbled upon a Twitter thread that debated whether it's okay to send death threats to one of your followers if you found out they belonged to a privileged group that oppressed you and I feel like I glimpsed into a different layer of reality. Maybe, and excuse me if this is a hot take, sending death threats to random individuals who haven't shown any ill intent towards you is wrong.
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ghostlyfirn · 2 years
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i saw this fuckin meme and i lost my shit to it. therefore i had to draw it. heLP
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booksirii · 1 year
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Hi lmk fandom
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coockie8 · 9 months
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You know when something is just so buck fucking wild that you can't do anything but laugh?
That's me when antis will send me like entire novels worth of asks describing, in gory detail, exactly how they want to rape and murder me. How they want to cook me alive, and make me watch while they gut me. Over the fan fiction I write.
I'm not joking when I say I've actually used some of these asks as inspiration for my fics, because sometimes I can't come up with anything that comes anywhere near the level of fucked up of the things they fantasize about doing to me, a real human being.
Like damn, at least I'm just talking about pulling the fake limbs off a cartoon guy, while antis are out here, foaming at the mouth, having legitimate serial killer fantasies about some random online stranger who wrote/drew some fiction they dislike. And then sending those fantasies to that stranger!
But I'm the dangerous and unhinged one.
Somehow.
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kuramirocket · 9 months
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Tw: for death threats and suibaiting
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Remind me again how antis are supposed to be good and morally superior people. This is not just "ship discourse." Antis literally target, bully, harass, stalk, doxx, and suibait proshippers over fictional content. Idc, how disgusting or distasteful you find some fictional content. This type of abusive behavior is never okay.
It's always antis I see with so much hate and violence. When proshippers talk about antis it's never with this much competent, anger or hate. There may be some bad apples as with all communities, but proshippers in general want to be left alone to enjoy their fandom and online experiences.
This is why people who view themselves "above" and more "mature" over the proship and anti "discourse" should actually learn about these communities and topics.
Antis are very abusive. There is multiple evidence of countless behavior such as the ones shown above. And they appear everyday in the proship tags (mostly due to tumblr's tagging system) but regardless, again, such pro violence and suibaiting is not okay.
It's not hard to just put a simple dni if it bothers you that much or just block and filter things and people. You will have to continuously do this and it's tiring I know. It happens to me all the time where things I may not want to see pop up. Just keep curating your internet experience. Do this without telling literal people and sometimes minors at that to literally kill themselves. If you spread so much verbal hate and pro violent rhetoric you're not the good person you think you are.
All these tags came from one anti post and all from different users. This really is just the normal abusive behavior from antis. Rarely, do they advocate to not harass other people or actually post anything helpful to actually protect people online such as this post I made:
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icycoldninja · 5 months
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A great misunderstanding (Yandere Reno x Fem!reader angst)
Tw: Toxic behavior, yandere behavior, cursing, and death threats. No sexual themes, but there is a great deal of swearing, enough to deem this R rated. If you are a minor or are uncomfortable with these themes, DNI.
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"Where were you?" Reno demanded, voice sinister; eyes cold. You shivered in your chair, watching with fearful eyes as he crossed the room to glare down at you.
"I asked you a question, babe. I want it answered." You gulped, feeling your throat tighten and your mouth dry up.
"I was out, visiting some friends." This was the truth; you'd gone to visit a few girl friends and their brothers while Reno was at work and ended up getting stuck in traffic, thus arriving home late and incurring his wrath.
"Were you now?" He demanded, his playful voice having a sharp, steely edge to it. "And what friends were you out visiting?" He moved to stand directly in front of you, looming over you menacingly.
"Just a few girls....and-"
"And men?" Reno frowned, staring down at you with a face of displeasure. "I knew it." He grumbled, when you didn't respond. He cracked his knuckles and starting pacing back and forth in front of you. "You fucking whore. You were out, cheating on me!"
"Reno, that's not true," You protested, seeing that he was beginning to lose his temper. "You're misunder-"
"Not true?! Don't you lie to me, you goddamn fucking slut!" Reno picked up a nearby glass and threw it on the ground, shattering it. "You were out with men, men who were not me! You were being the goddamn slut you are--screwing around with bastards behind my back!"
"No, Reno! Calm down and let me explain-"
"Shut up! Shut up, you bitch! I don't need to hear your shitty excuses!" Reno turned and headed for the door, taking his Electro Mag Rod with him.
"Reno, wait, where are you going?!" You shouted, moving to follow him. Reno turned around, a sadistic, malicious glare in his eyes.
"I'm gonna find those friends of yours and teach them a lesson for dicking around with my girl." He tapped his weapon on his shoulder and grinned at you, baring his teeth in an almost animalistic manner before walking out the door, slamming it behind him.
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paddockpatrol · 1 year
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The Female Drive on IG
Firstly, if you reblog this, please don't tag it with hate towards any drivers or their fan bases; that would be the complete opposite of what the original post is trying to do. It is never an entire fan base that acts out of line, but rather individuals within them.
Secondly, this isn't even really meant as a post about Max Verstappen, though he is the subject. Rather it's a post aiming to highlight how someone's feelings towards a (sports) celebrity can escalate. I doubt any of the authors of the quoted tweets started out with that level of vehemence towards Max, yet here we are. Rather I suspect their feelings escalated over time.
I decided to make this post because Drive to Survive 5 is about to drop and a new f1 season about to begin and passions/emotions will rise, mine included. In combination with has been happening with the tumblr polls over the past week, I am fearful of an even more toxic year in fandom than the past two. Moreover, I've seen too many people be dismissive of criticism of the hate polls towards Max and others. And while likely the creators of those hate polls in their minds were only having a bit of fun and would never think that they would ever write anything like the tweets above, I do wonder.... is that not where it starts?
To be clear, I am not saying the people behind those specific blogs ever would write something like the vile tweets above, but like a YouTube algorithm these things tend to spiral and we are all susceptible to the passionate craze sports can elicit.
So, ultimately this is a post asking all fans -and also very much myself- to consider that there are real people behind blogs (well maybe not the pornbots 😉) and that all the drivers definitely are very much human. There's nothing wrong with writing a heated post, but equally there is nothing wrong with keeping that post in the drafts until you've calmed down and considered what it would be like if you were the subject of your own writing.
Let's have a highly competitive but non-toxic year all. Can't wait for cars out in Bahrain.
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sjbattleangel · 7 months
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HellYeahHeroes/Grim Goblin, this needs to stop.
@hellyeahheroes
Before you say it, I'm not "tone-policing" or "censoring", I'm simply calling out your hateful toxicity. Once and for all. The way you demonized creators were-and still are-beyond disgusting. Instead of using your platform to celebrate comics as a fantastic medium and form storytelling, you have used it to personally attack writers you hold pretty grudges against. Let's get a few things out of the way:
Jonathan Hickman is NOT a fascist sympathizer or closeted Neo-Nazi.
Jason Aaron is NOT a misogynist, Reddit-dudebro militant atheist or an eugenics supporter.
Ed Brisson is NOT a homophobe, bigot or fascist sympathizer.
Dan Slott is NOT a racist, misogynist, pervert or fascist sympathizer.
Donny Cates is NOT a homophobe, misogynist or Nazi apologist.
James Tynion IV, Scott Snyder and Joshua Williamson are NOT fascist sympathisers nor does Williamson support eugenics.
But most importantly: They are NOT hacks.
It was never about "wanting well-written stories", "having your favourite characters treated with respect" or "criticising crappy writing", no. Comics completely aside, it was all an excuse to lead hate campaigns. Because you hate them as people. Full stop.
Way before you read any of their work, once you saw their faces and names, you've held a deep parasocial hatred against them for existing. Why? Did they personally hurt you? Did they run over your dog? Did they force you to watch them eat your goldfish? Did they shove you into lockers? Did you see them burn an orphanage of puppies and kittens and then get away with it by claiming it was in "self-defence?" Did they take a massive, stinking dump in the middle of your living room and demand that you pay for it? Why? What did any of these creators do to you? Was sending all those death threats necessary? You're no "critic" or "champion of progress", you're a bully. No better than the supervillains your heroes fight against.
Cass, Kamala, Jen, Carol, The Champions, Runaways, New Mutants, New Warriors, Academy-X New X-Men would be ashamed of you.
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optimalotter · 2 months
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Short Prompt #1164
CW: blood, toxic relationships, death threats.
The concrete was rough beneath your hands, slick with the endless rain and fresh blood. The skin of your palms stung from the new scratches, but it was by far the least of your problems.
He was after you - the damn bastard you have given your heart to - was out for blood. His little goons were scampering around the city like rats, searching. And of course, you had nowhere to go… until now.
“My, my, darling. Your hubby’s in quite the mood tonight, isn’t he?” Just as you were taking a second to breathe and think, sitting in the back of a dingy alley, they just had to miraculously appear.
The leader of a rival gang, one of the biggest in the city.
You scrambled to your feet, snarling your teeth to try and hide your terror. “W-What do you want?!”
They leaned against the brick wall with a smirk, giving you a glimpse of the sleek black car waiting just behind them. “Oh, must I always want something? Can’t I just offer a pretty thing such as yourself some help~?”
Your expression twisted into an annoyed grimace. “Can you?”
Their smile grew sharp. “I’m not Lover, darling. I work differently.” The gang leader stood straight, offering you a hand. “So~?”
Somewhere in the distance, shouting and gunshots echoed through the air. The noise made you cringe, and with no other options left, you shakily took their hand. The rival leader practically purred, pulling you into the car.
And as you hid behind the tinted windows, a sigh of relief left your lips. You spoke quietly, side-eyeing them. “...Thank you…”
“You’re welcome, darling~.”
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lnkedmyheart · 1 year
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Skk shippers, aku stans, chuuya stans. I know you guys think Kavya or Dazai anon or Melozai is some silly dumb jobless troll. But please understand that she has not just been acting like a basic particularly enthusiastic troll. She is clearly unwell and has been doing this for at least over a year to users on twitter. She has not only been getting increasingly more obsessive with the shippers she has repeatedly sent them suicide threats, death threats and even gore/mutilation images in dms (and I am pretty sure it was a picture of their own body). She has at several points tried to gaslight people after attacking them for their sexuality, gender and race. She has been harassing people on multiple platforms non stop and without break. She has far too many sock puppet accounts to be considered normal troll behaviour and she has literally memorized a massive chunk of skk shippers and chuuya stans to constantly tag and harass.
Please understand that interacting with her in any capacity is not healthy. Her behaviour has several red flags everywhere and we do not know how far she is willing to go. I have seen enough people like her who get written off as just trolls take drastic actions from reporting a gay teenager to the police in a place where being gay was a punishable offense to actually feeding fan artists needle laced food at conventions. Please, understand the risks of interacting with that person.
Edit- she did this to emily back in 2021 as well.
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ecoamerica · 22 days
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ask-prankster-sunnyyy · 5 months
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I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? 'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up Please stand up, please stand up? guys go report this guy < 333
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ziekkfreak2-0 · 10 months
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I am sad to say that I am also an undertale fan
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zel-zo · 5 months
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I need you all to know that these two asks have been sitting in my inbox for like, over a year now, and sometimes I just look at them side by side and think "Wow... humans huh."
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giggly-squiggily · 2 years
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Brush Of A Feather (My Hero Academia)
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You know those random ideas you get at like- 3 am and can't get out of your mind? This is one of those ideas. I've had such a craving for Dabihawks lately, and the thought of Hawks messing with Dabi mid meeting was too funny to pass up! I hope you like it! :D
Summary: Dabi is bored during a meeting with the League. Hawks decides to relieve him of it.
CW: Swearing, pseudo death threats from Dabi
League meetings, Dabi learned from his time here, were like old tv shows. Usually meetings were held to go over and review already known facts and leads- the more sensitive stuff coded for protection- to make sure everyone was on the same page. Any new information they received was dealt out in smaller meetups, meaning Dabi already knew the scoop on practically everything they covered.
Case and point- he was bored.
And he wasn’t the only one it seems. Beside him, Toga was quietly clicking through various online quizzes. On his other side, Spinner was watching frog videos.
Slumping in his seat, Dabi let his eyes closed, wondering how long he’d get away with his nap before Shigaraki got on him for snoring. He was just starting to drift off when he felt it: a light brush of something against the back of his ears.
Dabi was covered in scar-tissue. There was little skin on him that wasn’t burned beyond recognition. That didn’t mean he couldn’t still feel things- it was just less sensitive compared to his healthy skin. In this case, whatever was brushing against his ear had enough force behind it he could feel it. Reaching back, he swatted at the disturbance.
Only for it to come again. This time against his other ear.
Waving a hand back, he grunted in frustration, concluding it must have been some bug that decided to mess with him. He went to grab it, only for it to slip through his fingers. Another brush- this time against his neck. He slapped at it- gritting his teeth.
“Is there a problem, Dabi?” Kurogiri asked him, putting him in the spotlight. So much for sleeping. “I’m fine- an annoying fly, that’s all.” He crossed his arms and slumped back, determined to ignore the returning flutter against his ears.
“Very well then. Please continue to pay attention.” The meeting went on, and Dabi closed his eyes. The fluttering against his scars suddenly stopped, only to return to his nose. Swatting at his face, he sputtered and glared, a glimpse of red darting out of his vision.
Red? Oh that son of a-
He looked around the room, trying to find the source of the feather. When all the windows and shadowed parts of the meeting room proved empty, he pulled up messenger on his computer:
D: Really? A Feather? I’m surprised you haven’t just snuck in.
H: It’s more fun this way. Besides, you know how your boss is. He wouldn’t let me within five feet of these meetings.
D: More fun, eh? Sure, let’s go with that
The feather wiggled under his nose once more, and this time Dabi couldn’t hold back the sneeze. “Ah-choo!” He jumped in his seat, just barely covering his mouth. Toga made a face at him while Mr. Compress passed down a box of tissues, muttering a “bless you” to him. Dabi groaned in irritation as he cleaned up. Once that was said and done, he wrote once more.
D: What are you, a cartoon villain?
H: You’re cute when you sneeze. You jump like a foot in the air. It’s like you're being jet-propelled.
D: I’m not cute, and that was ridiculous. Stop tickling my nose!
H: Okay <3
Dabi rolled his eyes, pretending the sudden warmth on his cheeks was from anger. The feather was once again out of view, and he felt himself start to calm down. The meeting droned on, and he slumped in his seat once more, closing his eyes.
The feather was back, brushing his ears. He ignored it. ‘I won’t give you the win, birdie.’ He decided. All was going well until he felt the back of his shirt being pulled on, the small feather slipping down his back.
He jerked in his chair, eyes widening and lips pressed together. Oh come on- not now. Not here, you ass! The feather ran slowly up and down his spine, tracing random patterns against his patch skin, especially staying within the healthy parts of his skin. Shaking, he reached for his computer.
D: Get it out. Now.
H: What? You said don’t tickle your nose. You never said don’t tickle you at all.
D: You’re a dead bird I swear if you don’t take your nasty feather-
H: I thought you liked my feathers. You always say how soft they are. Doesn’t it feel good? I bet it tickles like crazy huh? Look how squirmy you are!
It did, in fact, tickle like crazy. The feather traced over his stomach and hips with just enough pressure to leave Dabi fighting down the giggles, a fist pressed into his mouth while the other tried and failed to subtly grab the offending object. Just when he thought he had it, it would shoot upward and behind, giving his one good shoulder a friendly flick before returning to the front of his torso.
D: Birdie I’m gonna deep fry you if you don’t get your ducking feather out of my shirt
D: Duck
D: Graham Autocorrect
D: FUCK
H: I’m dying- Oh my god you’re adorable!
D: Shut the hell up and stop tickling me!
H: Say you love me first.
D: Hawks
H: Say it. Say: “I love you, Keigo!”
D: You're an ass
H: And you're stubborn. Come on, you know it’s true.
Dabi’s face was on fire, as were his lungs. He doubled down in his chair in an effort to hide it along with the few snickers he couldn’t keep back. The feather was now against the non-scarred part of his ribs, tracing out ‘I <3 U’ over and over in the same place and effectively driving Dabi insane. He knew it would be simple- just type “I love you”. It wasn’t like he hadn’t done it before.
But this was a matter of principle! He refused to give up so easily.
“What do you think of this, Dabi?” Shigaraki asked, bringing his attention back to the meeting. Shit, shit shit. Of all the times! At that moment, the feather seemed to pause as well- mercifully moving to a different spot. “Uh- ahem. What?” He asked, earning a few snickers from Twice and Toga. Shigaraki gave him a slow blink, as if he’d already asked Dabi this same question multiple times. Perhaps he did. “We were discussing what to do regarding the Nomu?”
“Oh yeah! Right- Nomu.” His brain wracked to Nomu topics before settling on the most recent information. “Right- we were talking about relocating them. The previous location has been compromised since our last use of them, so I think we should-ahehahahahahahahhahahaha!”
The villains around him blinked, taken aback by Dabi’s sudden laughing fit. The brunette clamped a hand over his mouth, face burning red and eyes wide. “We should…laugh?” Mr. Compress asked. “I don’t get it. What’s so funny, Dabi?” Twice piped up.
Of course, Hawks had decided to wait until he was mid sentence before diving the feather beneath his arm. Even now, the dastardly thing was making his life hell, twisting and twirling against the sensitive skin. He needed to get out of here.
“Ihiihiihihihi- pfft! Fucking stop it! I’m gehhehehetting some ahahhair!” He stumbled away like a drunk, one hand clasping the affected armpit while he weakly pushed open the doors, leaving an equally confused yet highly amused group of villains behind him.
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“GET OFF!” Dabi reached into his shirt and tossed out the feather, glaring as it floated around him. As it blew off in the wind, Hawks appeared by his side, eyes dancing with glee. “Hello matchbox. Did your meeting go well?” He teased, cackling when Dabi gave him the meanest stink eye he could muster. “Oh you- come here!” Dabi grabbed him around the waist, fingers dancing up and down his sides and earning loud, birdlike squawks and giggles from the blonde. “Ah! Ahehahahahahhahaha! Dahhahahahahhahabi! Coohohohohohome ohohohohohon Iihihihihiihm shahahahhahhahhaarry!” Hawks wailed in glee, weakly twisting in his boyfriend’s arms. Any anger the taller man felt faded away immediately, replaced with wary amusement. “Heh, you’re such a dork. Tickling me mid-meeting? What are you, the tickle monster?”
“Buhuhuhuhuuhuhut yoohohohohohou lohohohohoohohoked boohoohohohohoohred!” Hakws argued, laughter increasing when Dabi found that terrible spot where his wings connected with his back. “AHHAHEHAHHHAHA NOOHOOHOHOOHO NOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHHERE!”
“Heh, cutie.” Dabi grinned and stopped his tickles, keeping his arms around the exhausted bird and letting him rest against his chest. “That’s just a taste of what’s coming to you tonight. Be ready.”
“Ahehehe…hehehe…yohohohu nehehehver sahahahid it.” Hawks huffed, looking up at him then. If Dabi didn’t know any better, he’d say Hawk’s was pouting. “Say what? Oh…” Dabi blinked, remembering what the original deal was. Looking down at his boyfriend, he leaned in and pressed their foreheads together, enjoying how flustered he made the usually confident hero. “Right. Let’s see…was it ‘I  love KFC?’” Hawks smacked his shoulder, earning a snort. “No, no, it was…ah. ‘I love bomber jackets.’” That earned him a squeeze to the ribs. “Okay okay!” He laughed as he leaned in, their lips barely touching. “I love you, Keigo. That’s what you wanted to hear, right?”
Hawk’s returning kiss was all the answer he needed.
Thanks for reading!
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