#and please stop sending death threats

[castielsprostate]

once again i ask of you to please stop looking towards celebrities and influencers for political commentary and their takes on catastrophic and inhumane world events and to instead focus your attention on experts, journalists and world leaders

[antimony-medusa]

btw if I see anyone being negative about baghera's lore choices I will look at you so so so sadly and wipe a tear from my eye. being weird and infantilizing about it gets you admission to my highly-curated block list. she gets to do whatever she wants forever.

[amr-shitposts]

Man I've been see a lot of antis complaining, guess i will just ship harder 💀🔥

[reesespenisbutercups]

lord i hate tiktok marauders fans learn what fandom is pleeeaaase😭😭😭😭

[vargskelegore]

oh.. yall were genuinely jealous and possessive over tish? to the point of sending death threats? .........

[hanmegumi]

it must be hard being so stupid and being such a misogynist. get well soon

if this is about the anti jk rowling post or the fact that im transmasc i think you should be the one focusing on your recovery💀

[formulaford2022]

I want to preface this by saying I do not agree with the extent that people hate on drivers in general. I think there is a line between criticizing their driving ability and holding them accountable for what they do and say and just being gross and mean. I feel like it way to normalized to leave mean comments on their accounts and send death threats and really graphic threats and that is not okay at all. This post however is about Charles Leclerc and Lando Norris fans (I literally don't mind either of these drivers. I actually kind of like Charles) who act like their very popular drivers are like the most hated people of all time. This wouldn't really bother me if it were not for the extremely hateful and gross racist comments constantly made toward the POC drivers. Like the amount of stuff Lewis has had to deal with over his career is insane. Checo has had such disgusting things said about him these past few years and it makes me so sad. You can criticize a drivers ability without be racist. I have a really strong theory that the reason everyone still hates on Alex for his redbull stint and not Pierre is that he's not white. Don't even get me started on the horrible things said about Yuki and Guanyu that people disguise as just complaining about where they get their funding. Or even the stuff other drivers have said about Guanyu. (Also the fact that there are literally 20 drivers on the grid and like 90% of fans have not learned that Zhou is his last name when that is literally what they put on the leaderboard like come on).

[kazubabes]

i think johnzee as a ship is just not my cup of tea, but i love the characters so much as individuals and it sucks to see people arguing johnzee, anti-johnzee ( like. i wouldn’t consider myself an anti. i just think zatanna could be with. wonder woman. that’s what i think. ) on my feed even though i follow neither of the tags.

let people like what they want. i’ve seen johnzee antis and johnzee fans alike with death threats over a ship for a fictional character. who cares. “zatanna could do better” okay. “john killed her dad” there’s more technicalities there, but okay. “zatanna and john are meant to be” okay. but people cannot be sending death threats; it’s bizarre.

and shooting down one character in said ship in favor of another and that being the justification for the ship is insane to me. i get hating a character, but man. if someone else loves both characters and wants to see them together, then who fucking cares. i’d like to be able to look through zatanna posts and not have people being at each other’s throats about ships.

this goes for all shipping discourse, but i was looking through someone’s account ( who has. lovely zatanna posts. ) and i got really far down, as one does, and just saw some of the asks, and... it kind of sucked to see. no one deserves to see stuff like that because they have a comfort ship, or they disagree with a particular ship.

[jupitermelichios]

comics should place characterization first

me: people should stop openingly fantasising about jayroy shippers dying because they don't like roy's post-2011 characterisation, that's fucked up

you, apparently: actually it's fine to do that because sometimes the comics are bad

I say again, comics are an ongoing mediums and writers change. there are always going to be versions of your faves that you hate, and sometimes those are the ones that get carried forward into ongoing canon, and that's just the nature of the medium. it's not about good or bad characterisation, that's just a fact about all ongoing multi-author mediums.

if you can't handle that without wishing death on strangers, comics are not the hobby for you. watch movies, read novels, find fiction that has one author and one creative vision until you develope the emotional maturity to interact with people who like stuff you don't without slinging insults and ill wishing people!

[glitchingonthetimeline]

😭😭😭

[dreamingaboutsakuratrees]

Honestly I think Tim Drake deserves way more recognition as Robin not only for figuring out Bruce and Dick's indetities at age 9 or for being canonically the best bo staff user in the dcu, but for giving Robin fucking pants. Can you imagine demon spawn Damian running around Gotham with a katana in his hand, murder in his eyes and fucking booty shorts.

Everyone say thank you Tim Drake.

edit: edited again to stop people from sending me death threats and calling me a liar for getting a fact wrong and apologizing for it like four times. Ra's al Ghul has called everyone detective, young detective or similar. Ok. I get it. Please forgive me for this outrageous offense /s

also deleted all the detective-related comments.

[watcherintheweyr]

I can't believe I'm writing this

To open up with: IT IS ABSOLUTELY OKAY AND VALID TO BE DISAPPOINTED BY THE LACK OF WORLDSTATE CUSTOMIZATION IN DRAGON AGE THE VEILGUARD. I have my own disappointments about it!

Ok? We have that covered? We good?

Cool, moving on.

To people who are genuinely, hatefully angry, saying we will now be 'forced into Bioware's worldstate' (when this year alone they've stated there is no 'canon' worldstate more than once), or saying that none of our prior dragon age choices matter, I need you to take a step back and walk with me for a second, okay?

For starters: John Epler stated that one of the reasons they narrowed the choices is because they DO NOT want to invalidate the worldstates of their longtime players. However they also don't want to alienate newer players who don't have the history and lore of the past choices. It's a narrow line to walk.

Secondly, I want you to really look at the choices made by your Hero, Champion, and Inquisitor. Which of those choices genuinely affected NORTHERN Thedas, not Southern Thedas, to the point it would linger for years afterwards? Which of those choices weren't things that specifically affected or altered the sociopolitical Southern Thedas climate and landscape in lasting ways?

The Well? Kieran?

That only leaves that if your Inquisitor drank, they now have knowledge from ages long past... that Rook doesn't need. Rook has a direct line into Solas' history and a possible Veiljumper background, unlocking those very secrets on their own.

It's entirely likely and probable that the Well's fears and threats were a red herring. Think about it. We as a gandom have spent TEN YEARS worrying about the Well, about Solas, about Mythal.

Come June 2024, we're slapped in the face by the big bads of Ghilan'nain and Elgar'nan.

Morrigan likely isn't going to be close and friendly with Rook- so there's likely not much reason for her to tell us about her child or husband if she has them.

The rulers of Southern Thedas aren't going to affect us. We aren't tackling the current world ending crisis from the position of a leader of armies like the Warden and Inquisitor, but as leader of a small task force. The Southern Divine doesn't much affect us either- nor do Southern mage politics or templar politics.

Because Rook is an entirely new perspective.

Because Rook is in an ENTIRELY different sociopolitical climate/landscape.

I DO think there should've been ways implemented to specify your Inquisitor's bonds and personality. I'm HOPING maybe there still are that we haven't seen. But otherwise?

My Warden is free. I can say she's cured her Calling and is wandering the world with Zevran.

My Champion can retire into total obscurity with his husband or be quietly helping said husband destroy the slave trade. Either way.

Your history and choices in Thedas still matter. Your heroes still matter.

They just aren't Rook's focus.

Take a breath please. And stop sending death threats to the devs bc what the **fuck.**

EDIT:

further context from the devs on Bluesky

[kraken17]

On account of the "Enid is the stalker" theory resurfacing in some corners of the fandom...

Wednesday: So, of all people, you are my stalker.

Enid: ...yes.

Wednesday: Just a minute after Xavier gave me that infernal phone object you threatened to sever his jugular if he didn't give you my number and the first thing you do after getting it is send me a death threat.

Enid: [nods].

Wednesday: And after that you have spent the last four months threatening me, manipulating images and videos and getting me to suspect everyone but you.

Enid: [nods again].

Wednesday: And you have only chosen to confess the truth to try to stop my attempt to eliminate Yoko, whom you had made suspect number 1.

Enid: Yep.

Wednesday: Enid, why? Why all this?

Enid: [very quietly] I thought you'd like it?

[beat]

Wednesday: Querida [takes Enid in her arms] ...I loved it.

Yoko: Okay, cool, but can you untie me from this pole and keep the gasoline away? Pretty please? Thank you.

[liliesdiary]

Please don't kill me, Mr Ghostface!

Ghostface x Doll

cw: cnc, knife play, doll, blood play, vile, choking, brutal sex, dubcon, dacryphilia, fear kink, threats of death, kidnapping, opposite end of the knife in your cunt

You can imagine any male ghostface character for this daydream <3 (making a part two soon, comment if you wanna be tagged)

word count: 600+

Daydreaming about ghostface holding you down in a dark alley as he skull fucks you, not letting you catch your breath or fight back. He tied a pink ribbon around your pretty throat, strangling you as he slams your head into the wall, making you whimper and cry as he continues to fuck your throat with a knife to your collarbone.

You whimper as the masked man presses the blade down on your collarbone, making you bleed. “Bleed for me, my little plaything.”

You cry as he continues to press the blade along your collarbone, staining your pink dress. His thrusts were brutal as he fucked your throat, you tried to stay still like a pretty doll but you couldn't help but cry and squirm. You wanted to be his perfect little plaything. You knew he was a vile man yet you were on your knees letting this stranger violate your body in a dark alleyway.

“Good girl.” he says as he looks at the blood, his dick twitched at the sight of his pretty doll bleeding and crying for him. He was a sick man but you were sicker.

He then came down your throat, his grip tightening around your skull, making sure you swallow his cum. You let out a pathetic cry, making him chuckle and tighten his grip on your skull even more. He finally lets go of your skull, you gasp and cry as you collapse onto the ground, covered in your own blood.

He smiles at your pathetic body, “I’m taking you home with me doll.” He then grabs your ass roughly and bends you over. He looks at your pink lace panties and cuts them off with his blade stained with your blood.

“Please, don't kill me mr ghostface!” You cry out.

He lets out a deep chuckle that sends shivers down your spine, “if you're not a good little doll for me I might have to kill you. So be a good little doll for me and behave, I want to play with you for a bit longer.”

You let out a whimper as he starts to use the opposite end of the blade to tease your wet hole. You squirmed and gasp. He lets out a small chuckle and continues despite your obvious discomfort and fear of the blade cutting you down there.

The fact that ghostface, the serial killer that has killed and mutilated your classmates is bending you over and fucking you with his knife makes you feel so nasty yet you couldn't help but be so fucking wet. You moan and bounce on the opposite end of the blade that has ended so many lives and he only gets more turned on by the sight.

The scene that unfolds in front of him turns him on even more, “Fuck, you're so needy baby doll. I can't take it anymore.” He takes the knife away from you and replaces his hard cock there instead. You moan and whimper as he roughly jams in it, not wasting any time and pounding your wet pussy. He holds the knife to your throat again and moans vile things to you.

“Such a good fucking doll for me. You're getting fucked by a fucking serial killer and your dripping all over my cock.”

His words made your cunt throb and your eyes fill with tears, you wanted to tell him to stop but you were just lying to yourself. He slapped your face and continued to fuck your delicate body.

The sounds of his dick penetrating your wet cunt filled the dark alleyway. Your legs started to shake as he pounded into you and strangled you with that pretty pink ribbon around your throat.

“I'm gonna take you home and make you my personal sex doll.”

[a-b-riddle]

Runaway Love (kidnapper Price x captive reader)

cw: established kidnapping, violence, intimidation, unplanned pregnancy, miscommunicated threat of forced abortion, eventual Stockholm syndrome, housewife kink. Reader just accepts her situation at this point. Dub-con, non-con.

You couldn't think of anything except the pain that radiated with each step toward your room. You were lucky your work and home were the same place. It was incomprehensible, downright unbelievable how some of the other maids worked their shift and then either walked home or walked to the bus stop.

Granted, most of them weren't pregnant and had shoes that actually fit, but you didn't like to complain. You were lucky to have the job, even if it was back breaking. You had a roof over your head and although the pay was minimal, you were able to buy essentials and save up and with a baby on the way every penny saved counted.

Most importantly, you were free. You were safe and so was the baby. It had been the only reason that after almost a year, you had finally been brave enough to escape. Knowing that it would be hard to rebuild a life from scratch. Knowing that the consequences meant a punishment so severe you could only hope for death.

You had tracked your period religiously. Even with the stress of being held captive by a psycho military Captain, your cycles were fairly normal. So when you were five days off, you knew. In a moment in which you wanted nothing more than to be happy to finally be starting the family you dreamed about having as a little girl, fear enveloped you.

John had never mentioned kids. Only a wife. Someone to be at home waiting for him. Keeping the house in order and his bed warm while he was away.

All I need is you and the boys, Birdie. What more could a man want?

You considered telling him. Hoping that he would be as happy as you wanted to be. Yet anytime you came close to telling him over the next two weeks, horrible thoughts raced through your mind. What if he was angry? What if he blamed you even though he practically took you whenever he pleased? How would he terminate the pregnancy or would he be content in letting you give birth without any medical intervention and simply get rid of the baby after?

Would he just get rid of you altogether?

It was like the universe was telling you to run when shortly after you decided that telling him wasn't the answer, that he told you he was going on a mission. Won't be back for a couple of weeks. Sent the boys to pick up anything you'll need. I know you'll be good for me.

You had been good. For that last six months, you had behaved. Didn't pull away from his touch or put up a fuss. You lived in the epitome of domestic bliss, so John had no reason to send you down to the basement. Not when you had so many opportunities to try to escape and you didn't.

Granted, he had threatened to break your legs during your first and last stunt. You had been in the basement for three weeks. Living in near darkness as he brought all of your meals. You had been upstairs for about twenty minutes and barely made it to the door before he tackled you. Pinning you to the ground, breath hot against the back of your neck as he hissed in your ear. Ungrateful little brat.

Your apologies fell on deaf ears as he hauled you back down where you would stay for six weeks.

For months you built the relationship on a lie. A lie John deluded himself into believing. Anytime he told you he loved you, you repeated the words back. Wanting to scrub your body raw anytime he touched you and hating yourself anytime he made you come.

But it had been worth it. You were four months along, and given your ill-fitted clothes, not really showing, but knowing that in another five months you would be holding the baby you always wanted. A baby that you had went through hell for. Seeing his or her face for the first time, being their mom would be worth it.

You kept all of the lights off. It was a request of the motel owners to reduce their bills. So even if it was early December and you knew you would be walking back to a freezing room, they didn't give a shit. In truth, they were doing you a favor only charging you $400 in rent with unlimited access to their laundry services. You suppose having the pity of others did have its perks.

You hadn't even bothered to turn on the lights before pulling your shoes off your feet and plopping down on the bed. The grit and grim still felt thick on your skin, but you couldn't find the energy to care. You would shower and get on a fresh set of clothes you had gotten from the shelter when you first made it into the city, but for now you needed a moment. Just a few minutes to decompress.

A few minutes turned into five and then ten. Before you knew it, you had been laying in the bed floating in and out of consciousness for almost twenty minutes. You knew you needed to get up. Wash away the grime of the day that had settled on your skin. Your clothes smelling faintly of bleach.

Fuck you were tired.

You were always tired.

You got up and made your way to the bathroom, barely keeping your eyes opened. Not confident enough you would actually be able to take a shower without wanting to lay down in the tub and let all the strain of the day go down the train.

It's funny how the human body can make us teeter on the edge of sleep. We imagine things that may or not be there. But when you heard it, when you heard that voice coming from the corner of you room, you knew you weren't imagining anything.

"Wonderin' when you'd wake up."

[luceafarul-de-dimineata]

How the kings would react to the shipping of them and MC

Satan

He was hanging out with his nobles, just talking gossip like normal people

But Paimon was just staying on his phone through half the conversations

"Paimon! What's so important that you're not interested in seing Sitri's baby pictures?"

Sitri was dying in the corner while Zagan was rubbing his back

Paimon takes his eyes out of his phone and giggles.

"Oh, I was just arguing with some people onlineeee"

Satan puts down the pictures of baby Sitri on the table (which Astaroth swiftly takes for himself. This will make such great blackmail material) and sits next to Paimon curiously.

"What are these dumpass arguing about now? Don't tell me Leraye started sending death threats to Barbatos over the weather again."

"Noooooo, it's better than thaaaaat. People are arguing about who the child of Solomon would dateeeee"

Satan takes Paimon's phone and starts to scroll through the comversations.

"And I'm winning, right? I mean MC has a pact with me, I was the first to meet them, it's obvious that I'm the one they'll choose"

"I know, riiiiiight?"

Satan would become the most active person in the shipping forum, just spamming it with pictures of him and MC

It's a way to assert his dominance over the whole thing.

Gamigin almost started a war between Paradise Lost and Gehenna when he started insulting Satan under his photos of MC

Mod Jjok had to work overtime to stop the harassment everyone in Gehenna was throwing at Gamigin for that

Lucifer had to send a formal apologise on behalf of his son to stop the situation from escalating further.

Mammon

Recently Eligos asked him to try on different fashion styles

At some point Mammon asks Eligos what this is all about

"The child of Solomon mentioned that they are interested in gothic fashion, so I'm trying to see what clothing would fit you and abide by goth fashion rules."

Mammon chuckles and ruffles Eligos' hair before telling him that he is already to his master's liking

"But there are a lot of people that claim that MC would be more interested in the other kings. We can't have that! Just yesterday Amon was bragging that MC and Beelzebub went on a date!"

"I'm glad they had fun with Beelzebub, but Beelzebub is mine and I am MC's. They can have fun with anyone they please."

Eligos' jaw drops to the floor. He gets flashbacks of all the arguments he had online about this and how he bought bots to mass report any Mammon x Mc slander

Eligos constantly tries to convince Mammon that the shipping wars are a big but Mammon doesn't really care.

At most he sends pictures of him and MC cuddling to Satan to spite him like all good friends do with eachother.

Leviathan

Leviathan is a lurker through the forums

It's where he got most of his information about you before kidnapping you

Probably reports all posts that aren't for the ship with him and you for false information

He would constantly post pictures of you and him doing mundane things with captions like "Living life perfectly", "Greatest day of my life", "Me and my wonderful significant other"

Makes everyone in Hades like his post and floud it with compliments

He'll make an account for you where he roleplays as a version of you that's madly innlove with you

The most likely to start an actual war between Hades and whatever ship is trending that morning

He sometimes doesn't sleep and just scrolls through the forums, refreshing constantly to see if you're having fun with someone else

King of all doxxers

No VPN will protect you from Leviathan's wrath

Beelzebub

Beelzebub was tied to his office chair with Bael glaring at him

"Go on, look at the complaint. What does it say?"

"I should take a vacation. I'm already burned out. You know, overworking is very bad for your health."

Bael glares at him with not an ounce of amusement behind his eyes

When Beelzebub skims through the files, something catches his attention

"Threat of war from Hades? I don't remember going to Hades recently, what happened?"

"While you were away having fun with the child of Solomon, Amon posted pictures of you two going at it on a forum. Next thing I know, his majesty Leviathan declared war on Avisos. I had to talk him out of it, but we now have to write a report about what happened and send it to the other kingdoms to tell them that it was resolved without any casualties."

Beelzebub was laughing his ass off while Bael was question his life choices

Beelzebub asks Amon to show him the forum which the younger devil does happily.

He sometimes go through it often, but he uses it as a way to find out where you are.

He's chiller about the whole thing, finding it kind of funny that so many people are so invested in your love life

Lucifer

Gamigin won't shut up about it.

If Lucifer took a shot every time Gamigin complained about the shipping wars, he'll dethrone Beelzebub as the king of Gluttuny

Lucifer is a softer lover, only being intense in more private parts of your relationship

So even getting him to kiss you in public (or outside the bedroom) is very hard.

This makes Gamigin's job as a shipper very hard

Lucifer finds the shipping war situation absurd

Why would anyone do this? What is it accompleshing? Why does he suddently get embargos from Hades or Gehenna after he goes on a date with you?

He'll probably have to sit Gamigin down and tell him to stop calling the other kings rude names just because they hang out with you.

It really depends on your reaction to everything as well

If you like being in the spot light, than he'll try to be more open with his affection, giving Gamigin more oportunities to gush about you online

If you want to keep your relationship more private, than he'll make all cameras fracture when pointing at the two of you