#this was fun i love answering q's

[maaxverstappen]

tagged by the lovely @wisteriagoesvroom for the 15 q's game thing :)

Are you named after anyone?

I'm technically named after my mother whose name was amanda but that correlation of mandy = amanda isnt a thing in dutch lmao so not sure. my middle name my dad chose bc he knew a pretty girl with the same name hahaha

When was the last you cried?

on monday, i had a funeral of a relative and it was the first time i had been back on those grounds since spreading my mums ashes there (which was also a year ago this month n 2 years next week since she passed) so just a cry-heavy month for me!

Do you have kids?

i have a cat :) no kids (yet)

What sports do you play/have you played?

i did dance when i was rlly young but nothing other than that

Do you use sarcasm?

not as much as i used to i think actually

What is the first thing you notice about people?

physically probably hair

What is your eye color?

brown

Scary movies or happy endings?

happy endings!!!! i do not do sad endings ever

Any talents?

very talented at starting things and never finishing them (pray for my wips)

Where were you born?

in a hospital in the netherlands

What are your hobbies?

isnt it obvious?

Do you have any pets?

yes a little cat :) shes turning 8 this year!! shes still small tho bc shes just a tiny baby (like 7 lbs). her name is mila and i love her dearly

How tall are you?

i used to wanna be smaller (something something internalised misogyny) so id say 168cm but its actually 170. believe my passport says 169 bc funny

Favorite subject at school?

art and english!

Dream job?

reading fics and novels and talking about them with people for roughly 200k a year sounds perfect thanks

ive seen many people do this already so if u want to, this is ur tag!

[notherpuppet]

It's so cute that you're Radioapple is QPR!

I like this ship in both romantic and QPR way, so whatever you do with them is cool.

Also, is your Lucifer bi/pan? or maybe he's on aro spectrum?

Yeah! I think QPRs are really special and I don't see very many representations of them being developed in mainstream media, so it's really fun to seize an opportunity to write a QPR story with characters I'm unhealthily obsessed with LOL

I love seeing a bunch of different interpretations of fandom ships because I'm a big ass fangirl so yknow I love to eat the dynamics uppp!!

In My Deer Nanny AU (and most of the time in other fanart) I write and headcanon Lucifer as pansexual, panromantic, and poly.

[deerspherestudios]

Hey! I hope you have a good day without any problems and worries! 💕💕💕 I recently took a test on the language of love and thought about Mychael. What is his love language? (my style of love is touching, so he wouldn't be able to escape from my embrace HAHA)

Aww I love talking about the 5 love languages!! This is such a sweet ask <3 This is assuming MC and Mychael have been friends/lovers for a while; here we go!

•┈••♡❤ Mychael's Love Language(s) ❤♡••┈•

When you're on the receiving end; Offering Gifts 🎁💖

He's never had anyone be around as long as you have; he's kinda new to the gifting thing but does so with a lot of enthusiasm!!

Whether it's something he made or found, knowing he chose it for you is what makes it soso special.

He just loves the idea of being able to give something that was a part of himself and insert it into your life if that makes sense.

He also loves doing it because he believes you deserve to have nice things with all his heart :-)!

If he's not sure what to gift you he'd rely on pretty little knickknacks he thinks you'd like but still be on the safe side; flowers, jewelry, decorations and accessories.

But if he does figure out your interests he'd do his best to accommodate! Books, toys, tools and clothes... he has his means of getting stuff he can't make himself.

The idea of you keeping his gifts as a sign of friendship/love makes him really happy!!

Lowkey if he sees you using/wearing/displaying a gift he gave in the past he'd be purring non-stop.

When he's on the receiving end; Words of Affirmation 💬💕

We know how he feels about his physical appearance so this is a no-brainer. His self-esteem isn't the best :'-)

Being alone/isolated as he is, he might confuse physical affection but nothing is more clear to him than words straight from your mouth how much you mean to him <3

At first he wonders if you truly mean what you say when you talk so positively about him, but then he slowly starts to believe it.

Do not underestimate the impact of one (1) compliment as simple as "You look good today, Mychael." He'd remember it for at least a week.

It's a bit of a guessing game to figure out what gets him the best. If you praise his skill at something his response would be, "Oh I guess I got good at it. Thanks, firefly :-)" but if you praise his looks and mannerisms you've hit the jackpot.

Blushing, stuttering, avoiding your gaze level of embarrassment.

If you're really close friends or basically dating, he will absolutely ask for your opinion on how you feel about him from time to time, just to get reassurance from you.

Overall nothing gets him better than just hearing positive remarks from a loving source aka you :-) <3

[madaqueue]

WAITT QUINNNNNN!!!!!!!!! TATTOOOS!!!!!! HOW MANY DO YOU HAVE????? WHAT STYLE ARE THEY IN??????? DO THEY ALL HAVE MEANINGS??????? DO YOU WANT MORE?????? DID THEY HURT???? OMFGG TELL ME EVERYTHINGG PLEAAAASEEEEE - @teddybeartoji

OMG HI MICKEY HI MICKEY!!!!!!!!!!! CKDKCKEKCKEK SO FIRST OF ALL. I THINK ABOUT YOUR TATTOOS ON THE DAILY (may be getting one along my hip/tummy ….maybe more piercings soon too …. >:) TEEHEE)

SOOOO right now i have 5 but they’re each kinda big!!!!!! they’re mostly not visible bc of school/work stuff BUT!!!!!! they’re almost all on my legs/hips except i have 1 that goes around my ribs/heart area :))

my personal fav is a willow tree on my thigh !!!!!! the artist who did it is SO LOVELY and the style is close to fine line but with heavy shading teehee :))

ANDDD!!!!!! I AM GETTING MORE!!!!!!!! i’m gonna get one on my calf from evangelion and ….a jjk one :3 i’m gonna get the 2 fish on my knee to cover up my surgery scars!!!!!

OH!!!!!! and the most painful were the one on my hip and the one on my ribs BUT my other thigh/leg ones didn’t hurt AT ALL!!!!!!!! i’m a little nervous abt the knee placement but hopefully bc i haven’t actually gotten all of my feeling back there it won’t hurt too bad :))

DID YOURS HURT????? bc i want a tummy tattoo. SO BAD!!!!!!!!!! DO YOURS HAVE MEANING???? TELL ME EVERYTHING AAAAH

[puppyeared]

28 for the ask game !!!!! ^_^

28: do you collect anything?

send me a number!! 💌

[found--family]

am i the only one who sensed some jilted lover vibes from jensen? 

[mayrine]

people be like “ philza and forever” or “philza and missa” but the real ones know that the right answer is philza and fit <3

[toorurii]

I LOVE YOUR ART KYAAAAA!!!!!!🫣💖💖💖💖

THANK U SM 🥹💗💗💗!!!!!!!!

[unorcadox]

it always kills me when i post anything that isn't my art on here and ppl unfollow like yesss good

[onward--upward]

one more - hand!

HI AGAIN HAND IS SUCH A GOOD ONE!! it shows up several times, here's two:

Art sets his jaw, this mulish little expression that Patrick knows like the back of his hand. “Did you give her this out, too, or am I just special?”

and:

“For what?” Tashi says. Patrick desperately needs the upper hand of this conversation back, but luckily, he does have a trump card in his back pocket.

send me a word and i'll see if it shows up in my WIP

[bumblingbabooshka]

hiii im in the middle of watching voy for the first time (i just finished watching 6x6 riddles actually) and ive always recognized you as That person who Loves tuvok and i wanted to know your thoughts on neelix and tuvok's relationship? its my favorite aspect of voy personally but im interested in hearing how a massive tuvok fan like you feels about them

Tuvok & Neelix Thoughts (Fractured): Man who grows flowers for food loves a man who grows them purely for beauty, Annoying4Annoying, Comedy routines, Intricate rituals and the playing up of roles, Aliens amongst humans - to assimilate or remain stubborn?, Bringer of water/Bringer of life, Seeing an angel through the mist, Two people who have difficulty communicating and come off as off-putting to those around them, Unrequited love, Love is stored in the food + kitchen, Family men left without any family, People from impossible moons, Jokes that go too far, Horrific loneliness being masked by something else, I won't leave you alone (pos&neg), Cracks in the facade, People pretending and pretending and pretending, Leolaroot I Can't Help It I'm A Moth To The Flame Required Viewing, I can only admit I like you when no one else is around - when the situation's as bleak as can be - when we're seconds from death - only then will I admit that it's been fun. Apologies in the form of sliced apples instead of words vs Apologies in the form of long and tearful contrition. LET ME IN!!! LET ME IN!!!! Locked door you keep bruising your hand banging against. People who love too much so they: keep knocking, keep their ear against the door.

My thoughts are that Neelix is a silly goofy little tragic clown of a man and Tuvok thinks he's so much better than him but in actuality whatever they're up to makes them both look stupid <3 /affectionate Neelix having a crush on Tuvok is canon to me - what Tuvok's response to or level of knowledge of that is changes by the day.

[syrupyyyart]

Oki doki, I'm done with my little "stay away from art" vacation. First post for @askmotley goes up tomorrow <3

[marighould]

Q!maxo my fucking beloved

[madaqueue]

quinn that suguru fic… exceeded my expectations 😩 my god so beautiful, your mind is just aaah can’t really do my love for it justice with just words

HEA IM CRYING I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH!!!!!!!! AaaaaAAAAHHHH i’m so happy you read it and liked it and AAAHHH!!!!!! for some reason this was one of those things i had worked on for too long and kept nitpicking and finding little things i didn’t like so i was a lil nervous posting it (even now rereading it im like “ugh i should’ve changed that”) BUT i was finally like “no!!!! i worked hard and it is good enough!!!!!” and so even though i was sorta terrified it would be bad i posted it anyways and just AAAHHH the fact that you liked it means the world to me :’) LOVE YOU SM THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOUUU <33

[nulltune]

hakuno has received ... an egg!! that's right, this fragile-seeming, half-phantasmal pod that was nevertheless large enough to take two arms to lift and hold ... was absolute proof that anybody here was not human. a black fog rolls about in the murky, semi-opaque shell, like thick wildfire smoke encased in lighter cigarette fumes. was that nothingness drifting about the center an embyro? regardless, it was up to hakuno to decide what to do with it now. nobody would have blamed her if she handed it off to the authorities in the manner of a dutiful citizen, (after which, it certainly might not see the light of day ever again,) or fed it to a snake just to see what might happen. the enormous pool of blood is quite telling of an unfortunate mishap as well, yet the egg says nothing, its inhabitant fast asleep and subdued. who knew when it might wake up and be born again? who knew what, or even who, it would be born as, into?

unprompted,  always accepting !   @tenkoseiensei  ♡

there had been no issue in transporting the item to her quarters,  though to the unassuming they'd think it to be a workload ill - suited for a lady of her stature,  the size of it merely obscuring her sight,  but such a thing didn't matter when one had the route to their destination memorized perfectly.  there was no delay to her movement speed,  nothing particularly of note.  if anything,  it was the blood that was ...  unpleasant.  ultimately,  it was inconsequential,  but it lingered in the back of her mind faintly.  the scent of iron,  the knowledge that it must've stained her clothes,  it was so much.  that amount must've resulted from—

the plastic bag tied to a close,  the red color on the fabric still prominent against the translucent material, and hakuno tosses it into the bin.  she washes her hands afterwards,  a sigh coming from her as the water runs clear.  her mind is similarly calm,  no longer distracted by what shouldn't have taken that much of her time,  she returns to the task at hand.

temperature,  humidity,  gaseous environment  —  verified.  it is unclear what stage of incubation the egg is at this moment,  but these conditions should be ideal ...

❛   if there is anything not to your liking,  please let me know.   ❜      she blinks at her own voice,  uncharacteristic for her to speak when alone,  thoughts kept all to herself without an issue—  but,  oh.  vacant eyes turning to the egg  ( carefully kept in an impromtu and specially made area ) ,  cool caramel eyes blink once more.  to already be recognised as a presence by her should signify a sign of life;  at the embryotic stage,  at the very least. 

this was something she should've confirmed at the scene where she'd first stumbled upon it,  but even she could've picked up on the vague sense of a lingering threat.  ‘ instincts ’  had seemed to kick in at that moment,  and although bringing along this large egg was not the ideal choice to make in such a situation,  the thought of leaving it behind was out of the question.

and now that the two of them are within safety,  it seemed that she was able to speak with more ease;  that was the logical conclusion to be made,  anyway.       ❛   do you know what it was that caused that—   ❜       recalling that sight,  hakuno's mouth briefly presses into a thin line.       ❛   —blood spill ?   ❜       it may be out of her field of concern,  but she'll look into it.  though at this moment,  first priority comes to  ...  her guest.

it is ...   what is it,  exactly ?   it looks somewhat ominous,  if she were like a regular person  /  human,  perhaps that would be the conclusion made.  with how she is though,  she merely accepts that as an aspect of this creature  —  the murkiness of its shell covering what lay beneath,  she wondered if it was hiding.  idle thoughts don't last long,  thoughts turning to trying to find out just what this embryo was  —  as it was right now,  she'll have to make do with what little she knew and ensure that the conditions were right for its sake.

it's unlikely.  but,  the possibility of—  being able to hear the sounds and noise of the world around you,  being able to hear everyone,  yet to be unable to utter a single word.  that is ...  so unbearably lonely.  taking a seat next to it,  she faces forward in the same polite way of sitting,  hands folded neatly by her lap.  though her side gaze lingered upon the ..  individual.        ❛   i apologise,  if you are speaking right now,  i'm afraid i cannot hear you.   ❜       what is she even doing ...  well,  to bombard the egg with questions in the first place was odd.  ( not to mention,  rude .. )       ❛   if you would like,  please feel free to speak as much as you'd like when i am able to listen.   ❜

shifting slightly in her position.       ❛   and,  if you have the intellectual capability for it in the future,  please do tell me what it's like—  to be born.   ❜       how curious,  even without any ties connecting the two,  hakuno found that the outcome of the egg perishing was incredibly  ...  unsatisfactory.  could this be the miracle of a life ?       ❛   i wouldn't know.   ❜       i was made,  after all.  whether her creation brought  ‘ joy ’  or  ‘ sadness ’  or maybe nothing at all,  she wouldn't know.  it doesn't matter.  not anymore.

eyes crinkling just a bit,  hakuno resists the urge to pat the egg  —  contact is unnecessary,  lest she do so to turn it for the sake of the incubation process.  instead,  her mind wanders within her still frame.  who are you ?   what are you ?   even without the answers,  she tilts her head to face it fully,  a vague flicker of warmth in the still pools of her eyes.

❛   you have a long life ahead,  i hope you may soon hatch to live it.   ❜

[stormbcrn]

crown of midnight. sender dances with the receiver at a masquerade. / x

MUSIC FILLED THE KEEP'S HALLS, a celebration that made mockery of the Prince Viserys' impending betrothal, at least in his eyes. Had he any say in the arrangement, he may have enjoyed himself. The day's tourney had turned out in his favor, after all. But he cared not for the grandeur, the romance and mystery that hung in the air like the moon & stars. He was set on fire & blood, his eyes a shade darker purple from behind his scaled mask, and Daenerys knew one word from her may wake the dragon.

But she cared not if he danced, or had fun, or enjoyed himself even a little – she was not as bothered as he was that her silver hair gave her away to anyone who saw her, mask or no mask. A small part of her delighted in it; her king brother had gifted her with her late mother's rubies for the evening, strung around her neck like drops of blood set in silver. Daenerys wanted nothing more than to be seen in them – to be admired by the people as her mother had been. And it would still be quite entertaining to not know who she spoke to, who she danced with . . .

Fingertips rose, ghosting across the jewels throughout the evening. It was a nervous habit as lilac eyes roamed the room, though the silver princess was never left alone long. Many young women from the great houses found their way to her side, floating in and out of conversation – some were her ladies-in-waiting, but others Dany could not recognize from behind intricate masks. It was no matter, they still giggled and speculated who the fine young men were and who would be brave enough to approach them. They commented on the room, and the tourney, and the rubies that hung from Dany's neck and she would smile graciously each time, touching them again as nerves faded and the women were swept away.

The strings stilled as the song died, the sounds of laughter and boisterous voices filling the space as the next song began, and Daenerys smiled at a young girl with flaming hair – no older than she – across the way. She had been standing so long, would not anyone be bold enough to dance with her ??? Perhaps even gentlemen were not so gallant or brave as to risk being caught in the dragon's fire.

Daenerys twisted through the crowd, her arms outstretched as she took @northsblood's hands in her own, "Please, you must dance with me. I've been waiting all evening for someone to ask me – and I'm dreadfully bored of the gossip."