#Is it both?

[dorkicon]

divorcespark

#the bifocals were a last minute adjustment but it was one that was needed #is this megasound is this megop .baby thats up to you #IS IT BOTH? #earthspark #megatron #soundwave #optimus prime #maccadam #i guess were using the main tag again #my art

[solitaire-sol]

Daily Prongsfoot Thought 26

Consider: Prongsfoot, pining for each other, oblivious to the other’s true feelings.

Sirius feeling guilty every time he has sex with someone else while knowing that the one be really wants is James, just knowing that James would want his first time to be special and wishing he’d waited, but figuring that James would never return his feelings so Sirius may as well have what fun he can.

James, who is in fact still a virgin he’s waiting on sirius, but who’s blown a head-turning number of guys since his sexual awakening because he knows Sirius is much more experienced and doesn’t want to disappoint him when James finally makes his play.

#prongsfoot #bambibelle #james x sirius #jirius #starstag #daily prongsfoot #is it angst? #is it a hilarious misunderstanding? #is it both?

[ghostinthegallery]

Second prompt fill for @beril66! Let's have a little fun with this one XD

"Please hold me" for Trazyn/Orikan

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Solemnace was a planet constantly perched on the precipice of disaster. The wrong stasis breach or mechanical malfunction could spell instant doom for the great museum world. Ashkut faced that reality each day as Solemnace’s Royal Warden. But if Overlord Trazyn decided in his wisdom to house every possible superweapon, demi-god, and monstrosity in the galaxy in once collection, it was Ashkut’s job to ensure he and Solemnace survived the process.

Sometimes he simply wished the job was easier.

The planet’s alarm system alerted Ashkut that there was unusual activity deep within the galleries. Not the display areas, but the “stacks” as the crypteks called the network of storage rooms and study areas near the planet’s inert core. What alarm did not tell him was what kind of unusual activity he might face. 

Ashkut summoned a company of immortals to accompany him down the labyrinthine hallways. Perhaps he was being overly cautious. The alert might be nothing. Intruders did not make it this far without Lord Trazyn’s approval—whether or not they knew they had it. Most likely it was a stasis field failure causing the planet to think there was an intruder where there was only a loose exhibit, which more likely than not was harmless. He thanked all the stars they were nowhere near the tyranid wing.

As he turned a corner he stopped short. Two figures stood before a door, arguing in hushed tones. The first was Sannet, nervously rubbing his fingers together. The other was the Huntmaster, who turned towards the warden and his retinue.

“Ah, warden. Perfect timing,” Huntmaster said. “We need a vote to break the tie.”

“Tie?” Ashkut looked between the two fellow members of Solmnace’s court, alarm glyph still flashing in the corner of his vision. “What is going on here?”

Sannet pointed a shaking hand at the door.  “Lord Trazyn is inside.” 

“Alright,” Ashkut replied slowly.

“He isn’t alone,” Sannet stammered.

That wasn’t exactly unusual. Lord Trazyn occasionally showed people his collection. How willing they were to view it varied, but it was hardly a danger.

Huntmaster jerked his thumb towards the room. “The Diviner’s in there with him.”

“WHAT?” Ashkut roared. “And you two are just standing there?”

He moved to shove past the two fools, but Huntmaster grabbed his shoulder. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. We heard clanging.”

“Clanging,” Ashkut repeated, trying to figure out how that could possibly be relevant when his lord was currently stuck alone in a room with his mortal enemy.

“Clanging,” Huntmaster confirmed, as if that explained anything.

“It could have been a fight,” Sannet said. “Or…”

“Or not a fight,” Huntmaster said.

“Or that.” Sannet shuddered. “But still, we should check!”

“There’s been no call for aid.”

“That could mean Lord Trazyn is in danger and unable to summon any!” Sannet cried.

“Good point. After you then.” Huntmaster extended his arm. Sannet did not move.

Ashkut snapped, “What are you two talking about?” 

Huntmaster tilted his head. “Why warden, I did not think you were so naive. Has no one explained amorous affairs? They can get awfully noisy. I also feel obliged to tell you that typically those engaged prefer not to be disturbed.”

“Are you two trying to tell me that you know Lord Trazyn is inside that room, with a well established enemy, and you two are standing here doing nothing because you cannot decide if they are fighting or….” Ashkut stared at the cryptek and the deathmark in disbelief. “Have you not scried the room?”

“Disabled.” Huntmaster shrugged.

“We did hear something break,” Sannet offered.

“Well there you have it!” Ashkut said. “Lord Trazyn would never allow an artifact on Solemnace to be damaged.”

“That’s the storage room for spare Astartes helmets,” Huntmaster pointed out. “Even his lordship knows he could stand to lose a few of those.”

Ashkut shook his head. “Enough of this. You two may be content to stand out here bickering and neglecting your duties, but I am not.” 

He grabbed each one by the shoulder and pulled them apart, clearing the way to the plain, sliding door. He supposed he should not be too harsh with Sannet. Orikan the Diviner’s last intrusion on Solemnace had nearly ended with Sannet torn apart by a hive tyrant. It was only natural the old curator would not want to run into him again. Ashkut had nearly been killed at the astromancer’s hands himself, but that was no excuse not to face him if he threatened Solemnace or its overlord.

Although on the off chance Huntmaster was right, Ashkut left the immortals behind as he commanded the door to open.

The storage room was dark, lined with shelf upon shelf of astartes helmets in every imaginable color. Ashkut could not see the end of them. He stepped forward and drew his warscythe from its dimensional sheath, letting its glow light his path.

His foot hit something solid. A helmet, knocked from its place. There were more littering the floor before him. Ashkut increased the energy flow to his perception suite. Then he heard it. A definite…clanging sound. Ashkut ran towards it, keeping his tread light. He wanted to keep the element of surprise should he need it.

When he rounded a corner he again saw two figures. Though it took him a moment to realize it was in fact two and not one mass of metal. Limbs tangled together, nodes flashed, and loose tiles torn from mantles fell to the floor.

“Bastard,” hissed an unmistakable voice. One of Orikan’s claws raked across his Trazyn’s back, rending his cloak and leaving a shallow gash in the necrodermis below. The warden gripped his weapon tighter.

“Now Orikan.” Trazyn hoisted the cryptek up and shoved him against the wall. “Is that any way to speak to your host?”

Ashkut prepared to charge.

“I want to hear you ask nicely.”

Ashkut paused.

Orikan’s legs wrapped around Trazyn’s waist. Trazyn pressed him harder against the wall, holding him in place as his tail curled around one of the overlord’s legs. Beyond that, Ashkut could not see, but he did hear a noise that he could only liken to a poor quality recording of an animal in heat.

“Please,” Orikan groaned.

“Better, love. Please what?”

“Touch me.”

“Of course.”

“Please, hold me.”

Ashkut suddenly felt the need to check if the ambient temperature in the room had risen.

An interstitial alert appeared in the corner of his vision. He would have ignored it, had it not been appended with Lord Trazyn’s personal seal.

“I am quite sure,” the overlord’s voice said in Ashkut’s head. “That I am currently alone with my guest. But if I turn around and find that we are not alone, whoever I see will be permanently reassigned to cleaning the slaugth exhibit. Do I make myself clear?”

The royal warden believed he managed to break some land speed record in his haste to vacate the room. 

When the door slid shut behind him, he was met with two expectant monoculars.

“Lord Trazyn is entertaining a guest,” he said, refusing to meet either of their gazes. “He is not to be disturbed.”

The immortals thankfully continued to stare forward without any comprehension of what was going on. Ashkut envied them. As he marched away he heard Huntmaster nudging Sannet in the ribs.

“I told you so.”

In that moment, Ashkut was sure he became the first necron in history to develop a migraine.

#prompts #necrons #wh40k #trazyn the infinite #orikan the diviner #orizyn #ashkut #huntmaster #sannet #the solemnace crew #i've been wanting to write some silly stuff for the solemnace court for ages i couldn't help myself #these poor guys dealing with Trazyn's shit #is Orikan here to kill everyone or is it a bootycall? #Is it both? #we just don't know

[frnkiebby]

his pretty fucking smile~🎃

#bby boy is either really really tired #or really really stoned #is it both? #it might be both #pretty boy prettying hard here #such a fucking cutie #frnkiebby #frank iero #mcr #mcr5 #mcrmy #frnkiero #frnkie #my chemical romance #my chem

[churlishopossum]

Yes I do take about 20 selfies with only slight changes every time I look good at all 🤠

#me #is it vanity? #is it just good selfie practice? #is it both? #the world may never know

[oh-take-this-longing]

Thanks to @faustinebellamy for letting me use Faust!

#ffxiv #screenshots #adelaide #faust #Is this an argument? #Is this seconds before a kiss? #Is it both? #Junelezen #And Pride!

[blurryface-never-left]

Ya know, I think I'm lost on something regarding the lore...

Idk if its been confirmed, but what do the people of Dema worship??

Is it the act of suicide? Is it the Bishops? Is it the Neon? Can you even worship an action? If its the Bishops, is it just the one they work/live under, or is it all of them? If its Neon, do they believe the Neon is sentient, like a deity?

Or is Vialism more of a lifestyle rather than a religion? That suicide is just to be expected in this type of living, and no actual worship of anything takes place? But that begs the question, why would a lifestyle need religious authoritative figures like bishops?

#ive written fics where I have it as the Neon is the figure of worship because of how prominent it is #but I also have done the same for the Bishops #is it both? #demaverse #Dema #Trench #twenty one pilots theory #twenty one pilots lore #top #textpost

[palaceofash]

anybody else read the intro on an interesting post then just reblog it without reading any further

because my brain CAN NOT READ THAT LENGTH RIGHT NOW, can't separate the words from each other, but the post has a lot of notes and maybe other people want to read it?

#i mean the premise sounds interesting #im sure it's a good story #so i pass it along #is it adhd? #is it autism? #is it both? #or am i just tired ha

[miggydiaz]

GUYS!!!!

AHHHH!

!!!!!!

!!!!

You all don’t understand. This is content specifically geared toward me. Two of my girl crushes, from totally unrelated fandoms, in one photo???

I —

I literally flailed when Shevy put this up.

Edit: AHHHH PART II

#stranger things #grace van dien #ice nine kills #shevy marie #spencer charnas #ricky armellino #patrick galante #grace are you there for Metallica? #or are you an INK fan? #is it both?

[emwallas176]

Guess that musical!

Over 7 min long intro song about the protagonist’s life that switches up its beat when the best friend comes in and becomes slower and boppy (like you just want to kind of bend at the knees and bop your head along to it)

Hint: the female love interest is also introduced here and her entrance is ICONIC

#rambles by me #guess that musical! #is it #in the heights #be more chill #or! #is it both? #spoiler it’s both #making connections #connecting the red string #musical analysis #broadway musicals

[doodles-and-hedgehog]

Feeling suspiciously empty

#is it depression? #is it a manic episode? #is it both? #where the fuck did all my energy and motivation go?? #why does it feel like i faceplanted into a plateau #i'm stagnated and stuck on a platform that i dont even understand?!?!

[you-have-been-frizzled]

is stinex normally a crack ship?

because i actually ship them. obviously Stina needs character development but it would be a really cute enemies to lovers story.

@crymeariveronceagain did a really good job with the character development in their fanfic it was what i imagined she needed but better

there are a few way it could go

fake dating for Mutual benefit, and they quickly realize that they love each other.

their fighting/pranks start to turn into flirt fighting, it go on so long that everyone else is internally screaming KISS ALREADY! anytime they’re near each other.

they go out on a dare, realize they love each other and hide the fact they’re dating from their parents. they get black mailed by one of the triplets and come to find out their parents had a betting pool on when they told them.

#if i’m the only one so be it #i also don’t exactly understand what a crack ship is #is it like #it would be so funny if these characters got together #or i know it’s dumb but i think these characters would make a good couple #is it both? #kotlc #kotlc dex #kotlc stina #stinex #kotlc headcanon #kotlc headcanons #dex dizznee #stina heks #keeper of the lost cities #the keeper of the lost cities

[116t98]

ha ha what the fuck 😃

#is it bc of the shock of the episode? #is it bc of the adrenaline after getting minimal hours of sleep? #is it both? #idk! #dick grayson #nightwing #raquel ervin #rocket #yj s4 #yj #yj spoilers #yj phantoms #young justice phantoms #young justice #dc #dc comics #mine #i’m shaking

[ms-softgoods]

.

#am i hungry #do i just not want to work today #is it both? #it's both

[xolaanii]

my arm is killing me my arm is killing me my arm is killing me

#like is it dislocated again #is it just the chronic pain I usually have associated with it dislocating too many times #is it both? #neither?? #vall txt

[mwydyn]

my inability to be rude in emails and phone calls is like on the whole a good thing but i just want to be able to shake my property manager and be like what is the fucking problem why is maintenance a fucking piss take every time it shouldn't take fucking months to replace a heating element in an oven, you shouldn't ignore multiple contractors saying something needs to be fixed for years what the fuck is going on

#me in my emails ''this is a joke'' #is it the estate agent? #is it the landlady? #is it both? #I have no idea 💖 #worm food