#Exposing abusers

[ryuchiyongrohisanabuser]

Are there any blogs dedicated to exposing/warning people about abusive and dangerous people on tumblr? Or blogs who share a lot of community/abuser warning posts that I could potentially connect with?

[reality-detective]

In 2017 these two ass-clowns told us the plandemic was coming. This is what happens when you think everything is good in your world if you just do what you're told.

NEWS FLASH‼️

The government, UN, the World Economic Forum, the lying media that feeds you your instructions and the puppetmasters that control everyone mentioned before don't give a damn about you.

The final battle is to save humanity and the future for the children! 🤔

[danadiadea]

if Snape who didn't despise the shit out of Minerva, Horace and Albus for his school years is petty, then I don't even know what am I honestly. and don't get me started on the whole Lily and Harry situation, saving Lupin's life and making him a Wolfsbane potion, that fucking PoA stretcher that I can't comprehend to this very day....

having trauma isn't petty. having emotions isn't petty. getting triggered isn't petty. not being nice to your abusers isn't petty (Severus was nicer than was objectively reasonable if you ask me). not being a saintly perfect teacher – especially in Snape's context, I am genuinely surprised he wasn't worse actually – isn't petty.

Snape makes his petty, bitchy comments occasionally, sure, and he has some unreasonable moments tho not nearly as often as some people think, but as a person overall he is the opposite of petty, come on now. He does everything for people who don't remotely deserve this amount of effort from him. Too bad he doesn't smile happily enough, I guess.

[bimbodoll699]

Hucows keep their udders out. Shaking its udders because a stranger on the internet told it to. Please expose this dumb retarded cunt's udders

[reality-detective]

Trafficking children in schools? 🤔

[batmanfruitloops]

Yippee, medieval fantasy! I put so much unnecessary thought into the lore of the setting but I love it so.

Jonathan is a half-human half-fae, though no one can tell what he is when he dons his Scarecrow attire. A scarecrow brought to life by a witch? The ghost of a vengeful knight? A lich? Death itself? One thing is for certain, no one wants to cross paths with him.

He lives a mostly nomadic lifestyle, finding and collecting things that he can use to enhance his magic. He has enchanted the bones he decorates himself with as makeshift lightweight armor and protection against other magical attacks. As a bonus, it gives him an undead appearance. His fear toxin is a completely unique form of magic he made himself, because of this it is incredibly hard to counter.

Jonathan grew up with his human grandmother who treated him horribly for being a halfling. He was forbidden from using magic and grew up isolated. After she killed his beloved horse, Ashpuddle, that was the final straw. No longer having to worry about his grandmother he learns magic on his own and reanimates his precious friend. After that, he is determined to become proficient in magic and becomes obsessed with fear. Having been raised isolated from humans, he doesn't understand them and finds them to be horrible (as most magical creatures do) but interesting. He enjoys studying their fear.

I don't really like what I did with Ed's colors, so um... ignore them.

I usually see Riddler depicted as a fae in fantasy settings, but our Ed is not a pretty boy Riddler but instead some kind of little animal. So he is a dragon. Some dragons tell riddles, they kidnap people, and are typically depicted as highly intelligent.

His father gave him to his human grandmother as an egg, and she raised him for the first few years of his life until his father decided to take him back and raise him as a proper dragon. Though he has no intention of actually teaching Ed instead using him as a punching bag to ridicule and project his own insecurities about being raised by a human himself and being mostly outcasted from dragon society. Dragons have a bitter rivalry with humans and it's incredibly taboo to be associated with them in any way.

As an adult, he is left to fend for himself and is hardly prepared to live as a normal dragon. He decides to become the Riddler trying to prove himself to the people of Gotham so he can assimilate into human society and go back to living a normal life with his grandmother. His idea of proving himself doesn't exactly help him and instead makes him a lot of enemies. Dragons are seen as incredibly valuable, dragon parts are used for powerful magic and medicine. He'd fetch a pretty penny and many people he goes after plan to butcher and sell him. He's essentially trying to be the knight that saves the day, but alas he is a dragon.

-Fluffy

[karda]

gentle reminder that if situations like these are affecting you mentally and you genuinely feel like your world is ending, you need to take a step back. parasocial relationships can be so dangerous for your well-being.

17yo me would be having a mental breakdown right now over this, and it took a while for me to realize that was a problem. its ok to be upset, but content creators are not your friends, and you don't know them. you can't let them have that kind of control over your mental health.

[bpdetrimental]

As someone with BPD, nothing triggers me quicker than my own parents.

[abyssalzones]

I should really know better than to look for reviews of movies I actually like. saw someone complain that monkey man lacks the "lore" of john wick. the. Lore? the Lore would occur to you if you knew literally even the most surface level information about indian sociopolitics because it is a real movie with substance and not american action flick hypercompetency porn. Whoops!

[reality-detective]

Tunnels Found Underneath an Abandoned KFC. 🤔

[bimbodoll699]

Who wants to piss on this retarded cow's udders?

How should it abuse and humilate itself?

[reality-detective]

AI answer about adrenochrome.

I wonder, AI has to be fed with information. Why does it reveal this information, while in other cases, it sticks to the narrative? 🤔

[the-most-humble-blog]

The Ones Who’d Die for You Are the Ones You Silence First

There’s a certain type of man who doesn’t fight you. Doesn’t question your choices. Doesn’t flinch when your nipples post themselves to strangers.

He says,

“Do you, babe.” “I’m not insecure like those other men.” “I trust you, girl. I’d never control you.” “I’m a safe man.”

And you feel empowered. You feel unthreatened. You feel like you’ve found one of the good ones.

And maybe that’s the problem.

Because safe men — truly safe men — don’t hand you to the world. They don’t applaud while you dissolve into validation-chasing fragments.

They protect. They warn. They block doors. They bleed first.

And they speak when other men stay silent because danger isn’t always obvious.

Sometimes it agrees with everything you say.

Because here’s the fatal truth:

The men who agree with everything you feel, Mirror every emotion, Never question your clothing, your trips, your thirst traps… Are not safe. They’re empty.

And empty men let you destroy yourself because they never cared who you were when you were whole.

The man who will die for you does not say

“Do you, babe.”

He says:

“That’s not happening.” “I don’t share what I’d die for.” “You’re mine — not because I own you, but because I bled for the right to protect you.”

But you don’t like that man.

Because he sounds like control. Because you’ve been trained to reject the very force keeping you from spiritual extinction.

You called him “toxic.” Because he told you no. Because he asked you to choose him before the club. Because he told you your body is sacred and not for sale.

And you recoiled because modern culture taught you that masculinity is danger.

But the truth is this:

No truly safe man has ever said “toxic masculinity” in a non-satirical way.

Because he knows:

Masculinity is why he doesn’t run when you scream.

Masculinity is why his eyes track every man in the room when you enter.

Masculinity is why he says "stay home tonight" — not to dominate, but to defend.

And the greatest tragedy?

The men who would’ve died for you are the ones trying to warn you. And you call them possessive.

You ignore the lion and trust the sheep not realizing the sheep is just a predator with manners.

You think you're free?

You’re not free. You’re unguarded.

Because the man who used to block the door now blocks your number. Not in anger — in mourning.

You buried him under your own applause and now post bikini pics for men who’d trade your body for a weekend laugh.

A man will die, cover, hide, and defend that which he trusts with his life. Not his “insecurity.” Not his “possessive ego.” His life. So when you shame him for drawing boundaries, When you defy him in the name of “doing you,” When you call his protection toxic, You’re not choosing strength. You’re choosing the grave. And dragging the only man who loved you to death — with you.

🔁 REBLOG:

Reblog this if you finally understand why the one who told you "no" was the only man who ever meant "forever."

Reblog this if you silenced your protector and now only hear echoes of the men who cheered your independence right up until they left.

⚖️ LEGAL + PSYCHOLOGICAL DISCLAIMER:

This post is spiritual warfare, trauma-coded anatomy, cultural inversion therapy, and mirror neuron weaponry disguised as literature. If you felt seen, violated, or aroused: Good. That was the cost of forgetting who loved you.