#Tw rape threats mention

[antiendovents]

I blocked them (the endo ask on our coining bpog)

I hate endos sm, mostly because of smth that happened once

Cw: rape/death threats, slurs (non specific)

Once we were in a discord server, and we didnt notice the server was pro endo. We made a system intro, and in the intro we wrote "endos (they suck)" under the dni section. We got harrased for WEEKS. A constant stream of more and more people coming into our dms and telling us to kill ourselves, that we deserve to be raped, and calling us every slur under the sun.

Luckily at some point, we managed to block them all. But that was horrifing.

🌈🎸

im really sorry that happened 🌈🎸 anon. That sucks, you didn't deserve that. I'm glad you managed to block them as well as the anon on your blog and I really wish you luck. Remember you're always welcome here if you need anything ^^

[hindulivesmatter]

You deserve to be raped with your clit cut and uterus busted.

it is far too early in the morning for this you sick, sick fuck. I hope you never know what peace looks like in your life. I hope your friends and family find out you send messages like these and fucking disown you. You are a disgrace to humanity and all things kind and good. Fuck. You.

[heyheydidjaknow]

Think this is the shortest properly written thing I’ve posted and it’s not even what I usually write. This is in response to the whole “Whitney’s one of the better fathers” thing that went around a second ago. No idea if the people who follow me are DOL people but whatever man it’s Tumblr.

Prospects

His reaction was less violent than you had anticipated.

When you first wrapped your head around the whole thing, the first thing that came to your mind were the issues of how you were going to tell him and how you were going to put yourself between him and the baby. You had assumed he would tell you to get rid of it. You had assumed he was going to deny being the father. You had assumed you would be on your own. You were hardly happy with those prospects, but you had come to terms with them long before you had asked him over.

He did not look angry. He did not even look upset. He stared down at the test in your hand, registering the lines the same as you had. He took a deep breath, held it for a second, exhaled. He dug into his pocket for a moment, paused, took a second. Another breath.

The silence hung in the air like a guillotine over your neck.

You offered a smile. “So? How do you–”

“Stop talking.” His eyes raised towards your cracked ceiling. “I’m thinking.”

You sat down on the bed, the test still held between your fingers.

After a few more seconds, his gaze fell sharply back on you. “How much do you make?”

You blinked. “I–”

“Rent here isn’t cheap, right?” His voice shook ever so slightly. “You make money, right? That I don’t know about? How much?”

You considered it, lazily running your gaze along the floorboards. “I don’t know. Depends on the gig and how long I spend–”

“Assume you aren’t going to school.”

You sighed. “Nonstop? I can maybe squeeze out between four and ten thousand a week.”

He nodded slowly. “And how far in are you? Like how long have you been pregnant?”

“Three weeks or so?’

“And pregnancy lasts forty? So you’re due in a little more than half a year?”

“Mhm.”

He ran his tongue along his teeth, nodded. “Doable,” he decided. “Difficult, but doable.”

“What are you on about?”

He cast his eye towards the door, voice lowering. “I have five thousand in my account right now. If I drop out and you can save a thousand a week we can be out a couple months before you’re due.”

You looked up at him. “What do you mean?”

He grabbed your bag off the floor, digging into it for a piece of paper and a pen. “Babies are expensive,” he continued, sitting down on the ground and beginning to write. “If we assume we need–”

“What are you talking about?”

“You’re keeping it, aren’t you?” He gestured at you with the pen. “You wouldn’t tell me if you weren’t, would you?”

You sat up. “I– well, no, but–”

“Then we’re going to be responsible for a baby in a few months.” You could not tell if he was nearly as out of sorts as you were; from where you were sitting, he seemed shockingly calm. “And in those few months, we need to be settled so we aren’t scrambling when it gets here. We need to figure out a game plan.”

“Settled?” You stumbled to your feet. “What, you want me to move in with you?”

He laughed, a whisper of manicism poking through. “Fuck no; you wouldn’t be let in the door. No, we’re skipping town.”

You blinked. “What do you mean?”

The pen stopped moving. “What do you mean what do I mean?”

“I’m not leaving.”

He rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. “I’m sorry,” he said, “but is prepartum psychosis a thing?”

“Hey—“

He raised his voice over yours. “If you think that I’m letting any kid— any kid of ours especially— get raised in this shithole I don’t know if I want to see what our kid is going to look like, what with the type of shit you have to be high on.”

You felt yourself shrink. His voice was still fairly even— unusually even for him— but somehow that registered as more concerning than if he were throwing shit at you. “My entire life is here.” You looked away, trying not to notice the incredulous grin that spread across his face. “Everyone I know lives in this town.”

He looked at you as though you had grown a third head.

Your face flushed. “I have family here!” Your fists clenched at your side. “And I have a stable job and friends—“

“That rape you.”

You shot him a glare despite yourself.

He clarified. “You have a family consisting of a leech you almost die every week for, a ‘steady’ job diving and whoring yourself out to make two people’s worth of unreasonable rent and friends that are also rapists.”

“Oh like you’re one to talk,” you snipped. “Like you aren’t half—“

“In what universe does the fact that my treating you like a piece of meat isn’t a turn-off does not register as a red flag to you?”

“Are you fucking complaining about my being into you right now?”

He took a deep breath, held it, and exhaled slowly. You flinched as he took your hands in his. “Look,” he tried, voice softer, “I know you have reservations— it’s a lot to ask someone to pack up and leave with you, and I have my own life here— but from where I’m sitting this is a matter of life and death. If we stay here, it’s not going to have a good life; fuck, I don’t even know if it’ll really have a life.” You could hear something like desperation in his voice. “I know that you don’t want to, but we both know it’s what’s best.”

His fingers twitched around you. You kept your eyes on them. “What if I say no?” you asked. “What if I don’t want to leave?”

He squeezed your palms together gently. “Then I’ll get that cuck that follows you around all the time to hold you in his basement,” he promised. “Or I’ll take the baby while you sleep.” He reached up, tilting your head so he could look you in the eye. They seemed bottomless, and you felt fear slither around your throat and squeeze. “I’ll drag you and our brat out of this town kicking and screaming if that’s what it takes, and if that doesn’t work,” he said, voice now barely a whisper, “I’ll kill you and take it away so that it can live a good, happy life and not end up like us. Do you understand me?”

Your leadened tongue laid useless in your mouth.

“Good.” He patted you twice on the cheek, letting you crumple to the floor drenched in cold sweat while he went back to his calculations. Through your fear-induced haze, it occurred to you that in all the time you had known him you had never seen him look so basically happy. You would have gone so far as to say that he almost looked like a normal person; terrified and resolved, but quietly overjoyed. You never would have thought that would be the thing that scared you most after everything he had done to you. “Do you need boxes or bags to pack your stuff in?”

[separatist-apologist]

I also didn't block toxic people and their tags and content from the other side, just for the people on my side to repost said content in our tags.

I'm trying to have some peace and fun in the fandom but how am I suppose to do that when it's my own people that disturb it 😭

I 1000% agree with you. Sensitive content under the cut.

It's the sharing screenshots of death/rape threats for me- every week, a new anonymous blog makes those and then people RUSH to share it so even if you didn't see it (and I almost never do), you're forced to see 7 in a row. Like your triggers are your responsibility etc etc but people aren't even TAGGING it while they giggle and laugh over not being added to a troll list.

I don't want to see it. I have people blocked/filtered but if other people take screenshots and don't appropriately tag it, the filtering system DOES!!! NOT!!! WORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Additionally, and I'm going to say this and I genuinely do not care if it makes people angry, but being an elucien does NOT mean you automatically hate exriel. I don't have the exriel tag blocked because I enjoy the ship, and I don't see how the endless parade of anti exriel is somehow pro elucien. It has literally nothing to do with elucien, first of all.

There are a fair number of multishippers trying to just vibe and the environment in the last six or so months has made it feel WILDLY unfun to even engage with elucien. I read a post not that long ago discussing what a "real" elucien was which excluded ME by the posts definition, a proposition so amusing there is no point in taking it seriously and YET people still write out these posts with no consideration of the community or the fellow creatives they're just shitting all over in their rush to condemn other shippers.

Ultimately, since I'm on my hIgH hOrSe again- if this is how people want to engage in the fandom (see: bullying), that's certainly their prerogative. I am tired of pretending this is how fandom just IS, though, and the rest of us need to shut the fuck up about it. It certainly is not how fandom needs to be and also people aren't absolved of their fucked up behavior simply because they ship the "right" thing.

If nothing else- everyone else can see this. Your circle of friends might think its hilarious but the community at large, it's genuinely embarrassing. You can be passionate about your ship, your media, your hobby without making everyone else feel badly about it 24/7

[skepticalpigeon]

Hoping this won't be an unpopular take in the circles I run in but it is never ok to send rape threats to any woman (or anyone else, but this is almost exclusively targeted at women). I don't care if she's complicit in or supporting her own oppression or someone else's - the moment you start justifying/encouraging/threatening rape you are now a party at fault. Rape is never justified, and saying someone deserves to be raped is essentially saying they deserve to be sexually violated as well as the victim of what is and should be considered a hate crime.

[gwyns]

if i saw gwynriels or eluciens making the same type of posts e/riels do, i and many others in the fandom would be on them so hard. this goes beyond disagreements over a book series, these are serious things that could have real life repercussions

all e/riels are spineless cowards. if they actually cared about people and were feminists like they claim, they'd denounce those within their circle who send rape and death threats to people but no, they think it's more important to go after fictional characters for words the author made them say

they're not real fucking people. the real people are getting the most vile shit sent to them by your fandom and you don't give one fuck about it. stop pretending. i'd rather you all just go mask off and admit you tolerate this behavior because they're all your fandom has left and you don't want to have to own up to being wrong. then i could give you the littlest bit of respect because you were at least honest but instead you choose to go around and get upset and start up a crusade on behalf of fictional characters. well, congratulations! elain is safe and coddled in your little fantasy world

but where's your compassion and empathy for the people who have to manage their mental health while getting told they're worthless and should get raped, beaten and die? does that sit well with your soul? do you feel proud when you see this? if you answer yes to any of this, i suggest doing some serious self reflection

i genuinely hope you all get the help and love you need because it's clear as day you've been deprived of both your entire lives

[sometimes-she-becomes-it]

Ok so y'all know about that one theory that since hal is a splinter of dirk and Hal is part of Lord English, that Ult!dirk has lord english+doc scratch+lil cal rattling around in his head at all times right?

This is probably a very, very cursed thought. But imagine dirk having reached ultimate self, currently having a *VERY FUCKING HORNY* lord English in his brain, specifically a Lord English deadset on tearing calliope apart with his bare hands and his bare cock too, if possible. To the point the desire to kill her hurt her FUCK HER is basically the only thing in his mind. A boiling pot that will explode unless the lid is taken off.

Imagine that Dirk messaging Callie, asking her to meet up at some remote location. Only the two of them, alone. It's been so long since they last talked, hasn't it? Imagine Callie accepting. Dirk is her friend, after all!

Imagine that the meeting starts out well. Callie talks to Dirk about her latest projects, while he hums and makes the right noises when he needs to. Sure, sometimes he throws a comment that is just too *mean* or a backhanded compliment, but Callie chooses not to say anything as to not sour the friendly encounter.

Imagine at some point calliope starts finding it just so hard to move. It slowly takes more and more effort to use her limbs. She feels weird- her head is just so foggy, so hard to sting thoughts together, it's no surprise it takes her a while to notice that some of the sweets dirk brought taste... different than they're supposed to. She tries to ask Dirk about it but can't put the words together and-

Things get weird after that.

One moment Dirk's sitting in front of her, acting concerned. The next, she's laying on her back, on the floor, dirk on top of her. Her hands are restrained- not that he needs to, but those claws can do a lot of damage, even trimmed as they are. Callie whines confusedly. What's going on? Isn't dirk supposed to be gay? Why does she feel so strange? Why is he oh god is he unzipping his pants?

Callie has read enough fanfiction to know what that means but not- not like *this*.

But she can't do anything to stop it, can she?

Cherubs mate by turning into snakes, but that's more or less a voluntary process. It is perfectly possible for a cherub to have human-style sex without turning into a giant snake. There are ways for cherubs to feel sexual pleasure. Caliborn knows this.

And now, Dirk knows it too.

It's in between these moments of confusion and pain for calliope that she hears dirk say something, it doesn't matter what exactly. But the phrasing and the cadence of it are just *so familiar*, Callie for just a moment understands what's happening, understands just *who* is behind Dirk's actions (as much as it can be said that there's anyone behind his actions ig) and that's what it takes for her to start trembling, start squirming around, crying begging- begging caliborn, begging lord english, begging dirk, anyone, it doesn't matter who, to "jUst stop please please stop, please aren't we sUpposed to be friends? Why are yoU doing this to me? Please don't do this please stop please please please please"

It takes many, many rounds before Dirk/caliborn is done with her.

(if you want to focus on the emotional aftermath too (which, I do!) then I see 3 options:

1. Calliope rationalizes her way around what happened. It was a dream, just a nightmare, nothing more. Nevermind the fact that cherubs don't sleep. Or dream. No, nevermind that. There's a first time for everything. She was just dreaming, she made it all up. There's no reason for her to squirm uncomfortably whenever dirk is brought up. There's no need to shake whenever she's all alone in some secluded place, there's no reason to be wary around any sweets she did not make herself. It was just a dream. It was just a dream.

Right?

2. Calliope acknowledges that it is real but has no idea how to go forwards about it. She can't tell anyone. She won't. She refuses. What if she breaks what little is left of her friend group? Roxy would be devastated. Would they even believe her? What if they don't believe her and they leave her behind? She doesn't want to be lonely anymore. She'd rather die. If she has to choose between keeping the secret and ending up lonely and friendless? She'll keep the secret. Forever.

3. Less emotional aftermath but..... Imagine Callie, waking up after all that, without a single memory, of it, just waking up and her hips ache and her limbs are weak. She's laying down in some bed, Dirk sitting in a chair beside the bed, calmly reading. He asks her how she's feeling, and she knows behind his glasses that he is concerned. She says she feels fine but asks what happened. Dirk says she must have been feeling sick, because not long after they started hanging out she passed out- she hit the ground hard, hence her hips hurt. Callie nods, slightly confused because she didn't feel sick when she left her house, but assumes it must have just set in quickly or something. She thanks dirk for taking care of her and laments the fact that their hangout ended early. Dirk just smiles and says that they can always hang out again some other day, just the two of them. Callie agrees enthusiastically with the idea. The implication here is that this situation, all of it, is going to repeat itself again. Possibly many times over, before Callie realizes.

4. Last one bc I don't have that much for this one: Callie acknowledges it is real, and tries to confront dirk about it, but he threatens her, says that if she says anything, he'll kill her. Then he switches to saying if she tells anyone he'll just find them and do it to them instead. She wouldn't be so selfish as to do that, would she?

Calliope can't in good conscience risk that. She won't. So in exchange for being dirk/caliborn's only victim, she'll stay quiet and agree to go to their place whenever they want to, so he can use her for his own pleasure whenever he wants.

(she gets very good at compartmentalizing in this one.)

[chengfagshi]

Idk what to even caption this. Antis are fucking crazy. Ik it's some dumbass troll but the last one really sends me over the edge. Like it makes no fucking sense??? You're mad at someone liking fictional rape or lolisho or whatever so you think "Oh I'm gonna draw your family getting gangraped then since it's all fictional". Their family is fucking real, dipshit.

[fertilize-my-eggs]

Shout out to the proshippers who don't like dead doves or problematic content.

Shout out to the proshippers who like soft and wholesome content, y'all be against the harassment but y'all support us freaks.

Shout out to the ones who have trauma and queer for being different and liking writing/drawing as a coping mechanism for that trauma.

Shout out to the ones who aren't proshippers, you don't have a label and that's fine, you don't have to like certain things and that's okay because you have options and it's valid.

Shout out to the antis.... Well some y'all can be a menace to anyone on social media but some of y'all probably enjoy dead dove content on the down low and in the closet and that's okay. You shouldn't have high morals for fiction content, you don't have to like certain things. It's valid to be against it irl as long as you're not doxxing and send rape/deaths threats to others for fictional characters or content.

[underestimated-heroine]

*TW rape threat //

Just saw I got an anon that started "manifesting you get violently raped for" and was like "nope, blocking that person right away" but I went to do that and just as I was hitting block I saw the message ended with "Taylor Swift"

dbdjxnduskdbfjfi they sent me that because I made two posts venting just a little bit about how I personally don't like her music. And the second post was more me just talking about the first post. Now I'm so mad at myself for blocking before I could actually read it im dying to know what they accused me of

EDIT: apparently this happened to a lot of people. Like they got that exact same message. So if this happened to you, you are not alone!

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

like genuinely this is sickening. asking a woman to abuse her child over a Joke when she nearly had custody taken from her bc of false abuse allegations, weaponising the rape, abuse, and death threats against her family her and her, and continuously harassing her over something she had no involvement in just because she’s supporting her son. this is legitimately one of the worst things I’ve seen stans publically do it’s vile. Absolutely vile and awful.

[doriandrifting]

TW: THREATS OF GRAPHIC VIOLENCE/SA

Their masks are really coming all the way off, and it’s horrifying. Like imagine saying this anyone, let alone a complete stranger???

[visenyatargaryen]

did elon musk just threaten to rape taylor swift

[anti--transid]

"dont suibait radqueers :((" i meannn.. considering they've sent me rape threats, death threats, ableist slurs and literal gore porn, I think I can JOKINGLY tell them to sleep on a highway :3

-Kismet/Esther/2eer, He/It/They

[a-frog-in-a-bog]

Keep Taylor's name outta your mouth manifesting u getting violently raped and slaughtered in front of ur loved ones so they have to live w that trauma for the rest of their lives

holy shit dude this is NOT a normal response to someone making fun of a celebrity you like you need to log off and think about what your precious white feminist icon would say about you telling women you hope they get violently raped and slaughtered for the crime of... not liking multimillionaire climate criminal nazi sympathizer taylor swift

[chengfagshi]

TW: Rape

So some antis made rape jokes at a proshipper. And other antis are defending it like "The proshipper drawing a line at rape jokes" or "You're a proshipper so you should be into that"???? Do I need to tell y'all how insanely fucked up of a statement that is? Rape jokes/threats are NEVER okay. It doesn't matter what people like in fiction. Saw someone even say that people that have rape kinks "tend to become rapists later on". Says.....WHO???? ALSO, do you know just how many women have rape kinks? You're essentially saying they're all going to become rapists. I just don't understand it. You get mad at proshippers for liking certain shit in fiction, but then you condone rape threats/jokes targeted at real people. This image will never not be true.

[Image ID: "people on this app will treat fictional characters as if they were real people and then talk about real people as if they were fictional and then get mad at you for knowing the difference." End ID]