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hoohoobeanie · 5 months

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live tomey bones reaction

#well tommy #confirm or deny #/j #spencer homoerotic king #spencer agnew #spencer #tommy #tommy bowe #smosh #spommy

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neyxmessi · 6 months

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SUAREZ TO MIAMI??!

#confirm or deny

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legendsoffodlan · 8 months

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An anon just sent me an ask (not replying to it since it mentioned blogs by name) and said my post about Edelgard and Byleth's anger was screenshotted to be made fun of on twitter by edelstans. Is this true? can anyone confirm?

#Legends of Fodlan #Fire Emblem #Three Houses #Edelgard #Edelgard von Hresvelg #question #request #confirm or deny #confirm #deny

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apostate-in-an-alcove · 1 year

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Anon assumption: you hate wearing skirts

DENIED. I hate really short skirts but skirts in general are quite nice.

#confirm or deny #anon ask

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cornflowercanine · 2 years

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everytime i remember berriesspace mastodon i go into a violent rampage

thank you for your service 8erries luigi... you are fr33 now. rest easy

#clove replies #my friends 8erries luigi and 8erries undyne #honestly i dont know wtf happened with 8erries and komaedak.in. i forget as soon as im told #i think in 8oth cases it was piss8a8y mods mixed with the Faintest Whiff of discourse knocked them out instantly?#confirm or deny

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aesthetic-uni · 10 months

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Miles “Who’s Morales” vs Gwen “Gwwwwanda” vs Pavtir “You seem like a nice young woman I do not know” FIGHT

#uni talks about the universe #spiderverse #across the spiderverse #across the spider verse spoilers #miles morales #gwen stacy #pavtir prabhakar #the spider kids DO NOT know how to lie #Jess: You know we can just teach them how to lie #Miguel: sorry no this is a canon event #Peter B: For once I agree every kid must suffer through this stage #Hobie seems like he’s immune to this #but he slipped up once and no one has ever been able to figure out what happened #there’s wild rumors going around that he will never confirm nor deny #side note Margo and Peni are also apart of the spider kids #this has nothing to do with the post I just see people leaving them out so I’m making this formal announcement to my two followers #originally I put how pav’s hair was giving him away but the scene with saving his girlfriend felt more accurate yknow?

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linkeduniverse · 5 months

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Hey Wolfy, let's recreate Mr. Fyer's Cannon!

#linkeduniverse #creator content #artworks #He's just being reserved #he loves Fantastication!#i think i know why we were denied a companion #koroks purah even beetle were not safe from engineering geniusness #No this is not confirmation of Totk in LU

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every-aj-needs-an-angel · 8 months

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Okay this one's been stuck in my head all day but I have absolutely time to write it so please share this vision with me

Try as they might, Steve and Robin couldn't get tickets to Chrissy Cunningham's arena tour, but they could get tickets to a festival she was playing.

The last thing Steve ever wanted to do was go and stand in a muddy field for sixteen hours while they waited for the headline act. But he was pretty sure Robin was in love with her favourite musician, and he wasn't about to deny his best friend a chance at love.

So he helped her make personalised t-shirts because honestly all the other bands in the line-up kinda sounded like they sucked.

His read, "Only Here for Chrissy" on the front and "I'm Steve" on the back and Robin's read "Chrissy, Will You Be My Girlfriend?" on the front and "If Lost, Please Return To Steve" on the back.

And it turned out, as they stood against the barrier in a not so muddy field, on a lovely, warm, but overcast, May day, that even bands that sucked could be fun. Even if it was only because they spent their day with earplugs in, so their eardrums wouldn't combust, bitching about each artist's lack of ability to put notes or an outfit together.

During the lunchtime intermission, the pair made friends with the lesbian couple next to them, Kayla and Jess, who were also eagerly awaiting Chrissy's set and similarly liked to mock those who committed crimes against sound and fashion. Steve was glad to have met them, they were really nice, and he felt better about leaving her to use the bathroom or to fetch food, knowing Robin was in safe hands.

He also felt better about letting her wander off, not that it stopped him from stressing out when she and Kayla had been missing for over fifteen minutes. He spread himself out to keep their places against the railing with his back to the stage, watching the crowd intently. Jess wasn't quite as chatty once they were alone, but she seemed content enough, bobbing along to the band that'd appeared on the stage.

Steve didn't turn back around to face the stage until he spotted the girls heading back towards them, he gave them a wave and turned around to look at the guys who hadn't been attempting to destroy anyone's hearing and was met with the face of the most gorgeous man he'd ever seen. Pretty face, long curly hair tied up in a bun, muscle tee showing off his many tattoos, piercings and chains and glittery Docs; Steve felt himself owl blink and blush.

God's gift to mankind was kneeling centre stage, guitar in hand making the most beautiful sounds Steve had ever heard as his fingers flew over the strings, and it was only when the rest of the band kicked back in that the man looked up, winked directly at Steve, and then jumped back to his feet, spending the rest of the song bouncing around the stage.

Steve only realised his mouth was agape when Robin finally arrived next to him and elbowed him hard in the ribs, giving him the same look she did whenever he was embarrassing in the club. He watched the rest of the Corroded Coffin, according to the backdrop, set in awe. Screaming and clapping along when they wished everyone a great day, throwing picks and drumsticks into the crowd and taking a bow; patting each other on the back as they wandered offstage.

As soon as it was quiet again, Robin wanted to know what the hell was wrong with his face and honestly, he couldn't answer her. He didn't even believe in love, not for himself at least, and he certainly didn't believe in love at first sight. It didn't stop him from spending the next couple of hours watching the faces at the sides of the stage, hoping to catch a glimpse of his new favourite guitarist, though.

As soon as Chrissy hit the stage, Steve got lost, between filming the set and watching Robin trying not to hyperventilate when Chrissy spotted her t-shirt, pointed to her, and giving her a coy little wink, blew her a kiss.

"An old school friend is here with me tonight, and I'd like him to help me out with this next track. Especially for the beauty in the front row, this is Girlfriend!"

The crowd went wild as the beat kicked in, but Steve was still watching Robin because it looked like she'd stopped breathing altogether. That was until she gasped loudly and started smacking Steve in the way she always did whenever she got overly excited; pointing wildly at the stage, and it was only when he looked over he saw Corroded Coffins guitarist bouncing up and down next to Chrissy.

Instead of the black muscle vest and skinny jeans he'd been sporting earlier in the day, he had changed into pale blue board shorts and a baggy white t-shirt that read "Hey Steve!" written in black sharpie with a giant winking smiley face underneath that could only really be seen when he swung his guitar around his back to copy Chrissy's dance moves.

The song ended, and the friends hugged, Chrissy waving him off the stage and calling out, "Eddie Munson everybody!" letting the crowd go wild for her friend before launching into the rest of her set.

By the time Chrissy had actually left the stage, Robin looked exhausted, having screamed and sung and danced herself out. They hung around a bit, said goodbye to Kayla and Jess, wishing them a safe journey home, and they were just taking one last look at the now empty stage when he heard someone yell his name...

#have i written chrissy as avril lavigne???#am i picturing eddie doing the girlfriend dance???#have i thought about little else all day???#can neither confirm nor deny #steve harrington #robin buckley #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #steddie au #steddie #pre steddie #platonic stobin #platonic hellcheer #buckingham #pre buckingham #steve's pov #aj writes

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demigod-of-the-agni · 10 months

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The pishacha are manifestations of evil itself, locked within a cursed amulet. The wearer of the amulet is at the mercy of the demon, known for possessing humans and feeding off their host's chakra energy. However, if symbiosis is achieved, the pishacha can grant its host a myriad of powerful abilities.

I just needed to draw something cool okay. I needed to draw some cool goop and some cool looks okay. okay. if I didn't post this I would have exploded okay

#IT'S VENOM BAYBEE #i can't confirm nor deny if pavitr ever ends up wearing the symbiote- sorry. the demon #i honestly just wanted to get something out lmao #it's eating me up from the inside (the au and the symbiote)#honestly there's a lot of white but fuck it. my boy needs to look good.#the dhoti reminds me of gwenom tbh. you know what i'm talking about. that pink bit in her 'fit #anyway i TOLD YOU the mythology was coming in like a boss >:)#sure i'm tweaking stuff here and there. but mwahaha.... boy does it feel good when mythology actually gets what i'm trying to go for #and spits something out for me to use :D #(crying for hours on end trying to figure out how the black goop does its thing)#anyway nearly 12am. this time i will tag my shit correctly 😤 we will not have a thompson/travasso incident again #pavitr prabhakar #spider man india #spiderman india #venom symbiote #venom #spider man fanart #mythic mumbattan au #myart #artoftheagni

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sodetectivefestival · 2 years

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a mirror tells a thousand word

a thousand words tell tale by sodetectivefestival

Oily-skin took over her life and controlled it whole. Years went by and she struggled to cope or win any friend. When she did win any they became the best ever she ever had, or hoped for. Visits to skin doctors depressed her and made her wish her sores will just disappear at a snap of a finger or at a said wish. Day after day she’d feel them getting worse and worse. They’d be so painful that she’d fail to concentrate — be it in class at school, at play or in church. Whenever she thought about how her problem-free her friends were— when it came to the opposite sex, how she had to endure countless ridicule from people.

Especially men who ought to know better but were seemingly not clued up about who a woman is, she felt like she could just lock herself up in a room all day, that her mind would just shut the world out so that she wouldn’t have trouble explaining herself to inquisitive people who had no solution for her problem-skin. She began to envy her friends’ beautiful skin. Though she wouldn’t tell them, her actions told them deep down inside of her she was hurting.

In her dark days a mirror became her best companion. He hugged it, kissed it, embraced it, prayed of it to have an everlasting life. Her parents sometimes came to think she was losing her mind because time and time again they’d hear speaking to it over and over again like it was a person. Whenever they knocked on the door of her bedroom and peeped through her bedroom-door’s keyhole, there she was holding a tiny mirror she had kept mounted inside her briefcase’s lid whenever she goes to school or library on her chest like it’s her man.

Frustrated, her mother told her that she had a license to do whatever she liked with her life so long as she wouldn’t blame she and her father later on in life. She told her not be recluse or act like she has a mind problem because their friends are beginning to think that maybe, they’ve turned her into their house-slave.

‘It doesn’t make sense to me either mom,’ she replied. All I’m doing is trying to have harmless fun without having to take out my anger on other people. My friends have caught me doing this countlessly but none have told me I’m acting crazy. But, anyway, thank you for the advise.’

Men mocked her a lot and she knew what their intentions were. They teased her in order to make her lose focus in life. They were of the view that if she ever got irritated by what their words, she’d soon fall for any of them. And she knew that there was no love in any of them. Her father had told them all of men’s tricks. She couldn’t believe her luck when he mysteriously asked her to sit on a chair opposite him on their dining-room’s table and said;

‘My girl, I love you so much and I know that it does get a little bit awkward when a man tells his daughter how much he loves her. But I love you so much to keep things from you. Man of this village are leeches who would suck you dry and leave you distraught and lifeless after they’re finished with you. I’ve heard stories about how they want to get under your skin and as a loving, doting father, I’m flabbergasted and won’t mind doing life in prison for your sake.’

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‘Do you really have to take things that far, dad?’ she replied.

‘Yes. Why not?’

She smiled.

They spoke ‘til both of them went to bed. It was Friday evening and her mother had gone out with her friends. She struggled to cope with her father’s openness and thought that if she went on speaking, she may end up saying things she wouldn’t have said had she mulled over them.

A day later, she knew would be a weekend. She wasn’t on curfew but hated parties with all her heart. Unless it was she and her friends’ mini get-togethers were they’d drink light beverages and talk a lot of rubbish. What irked her the most about her life was that no doctor could confirm or deny that she had a problem. They all seemed to look for the cause so as to get answers why she had acne. Her acne got ugly when it was too hot or too cold and she got to hate the word too.

But she loved her boyfriend of years, March. They had known each other for years but no one really knew about it. Her parents only knew him only as a boy who sold fruits and veggies over the weekend. He didn’t know why they valued him so much ‘til he realised that his friend’s facial skin’s condition wasn’t getting any better. He wanted to ask what’s going on with it but feared losing her. Her metabolism was super and most ladies envied her and told her they’d trade anything to have a body like hers but their men cruelly called her names for no reason at all.

March helped her with a lot of advise. This includes giving her confidence when he felt that her friends and her parents weren’t no more doing justice to her soul. They liked sleeping in each other’s beds for the fun of it. But their deeds raised questions and soon people were murmuring because they thought she was no longer different like she used to. They vowed to take honor they used to bestow on her to a next good girl in the village. They scraped and scraped their village’s bowel searching for a good replacement but they found none.

His fruit and vegetables helped her be free from any sickness. They became her staple diet and she was glad they were because in no time her facial-skin-problem disappeared.

#ugly #weekend #curfew #struggled to cope #realised #irritated #confirm or deny #her metabolism was super and most ladies envied her #fanfiction #writerblr

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vexcor · 9 months

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#19

Let me try to keep this short.

First ingredient, we have Danny integrated into Young Justice.

Second ingredient, it's Phantom who's a part of the team, meaning that Danny is always a ghost when present.

Third ingredient, his whole ghost gig falls apart really quickly- So everyone in the team knows he can turn between Human and Ghost

Fourth ingredient, everyone- and I mean everyone- thinks that Fenton and Phantom have a Dr Fate thing going on. They are totally convinced that the two are different beings and that they alternate control when changing forms.

Fifth ingredient, something goes horribly wrong in Amity, be it reveal gone wrong or something else, and Danny just, stays as Phantom 24/7 now. He can change back whenever he wants, don't get me wrong, he just doesn't.

Sixth and final ingredient, make everyone think Phantom has gone full Nabu™ and taken full control.

#dp x dc #dp x dc prompt #dpxdc #misunderstandings my beloved #danny is not helpful at all #he doesnt confirm nor deny anything #and then he just doesnt answer after the accident

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apostate-in-an-alcove · 1 year

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For the anon assumptions thing: you like tea with a lot of milk but not much sugar

DENIED. I don't drink tea.

#confirm or deny #anon ask

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deadpresidents · 4 months

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God damn your god damned old hellfired god damned soul to hell god damn you and goddam your god damned family's god damned hellfired god damned soul to hell and god damnation god damn them and god damn your god damn friends to hell.

Letter from a citizen to President-elect Abraham Lincoln, November 25, 1860.

I can't prove it, but I'm going to go out on a limb and guess that this citizen didn't vote for Lincoln.

#History #Presidents #Abraham Lincoln #President Lincoln #1860 Election #Politics #Presidential History #Quotes About Presidents #Political History #Elections #Maybe the citizen just REALLY liked Stephen A. Douglas #Presidential Correspondence #POTUS #POTUS History #I can neither confirm or deny that this citizen plagiarized letters that I wrote to Donald Trump

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diioonysus · 5 months

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