#and then I misspelled it while typing up the post itself

[strixcattus]

Hey, Google Docs? I'm off by one letter. I'm off by one doubled letter. I get it, you're AI-fried right now, but you have to be able to recognize when a single letter, from a doubled letter, is missing from a word, right? You have to know the word 'millennium,' right?

[thispabulum-blog]

A Window to the Past pt. 2

Thoughtful Thursday

Today is another dip into the well of my Drafts folder, pulling up a post I had started working on in 2013 I think. I like the idea so much that I'll even include an updated version of this particular game afterward.

2013 Pabulum wrote:

(Inspired by Parsifal, today I bring you this look into the female experience.)

You're a straight guy on OkCupid, and you see a picture of a cute girl. Score! You look at her pictures, read through her profile (optional), maybe skim a few match questions (optional), and attempt to write a message that you're sure will get a response. But what happens after that? Once you hit that dreaded SEND button and your carefully-planned words go streaming across the interwebs to her computer or mobile device? Let's go on a little journey of the imagination.

The scene opens on your lovely protagonist, who is absently tooling around the internet, more than likely bored. "Hmm. I haven't checked OkCupid in a couple of days. I wonder how that's going..."

A few clicks, and there's that welcoming blue page, with it's insistent little pink numbers along the side. 5 new messages. "Well damn," she thinks, "I guess I should see what they say."

Message #1

Hey how r u?

Seriously?

Message #2

I know I have been sitting on your profile for a while, I was trying to think of something witty but I am blank. I want to meet you but have no idea what to say to make that happen! I read your answers and I would love to see if you are at all interested. I know you are young but you are beautiful and smart and we don't pick what attracts us! I can think better when I am face to face and able to look in a persons eyes. I'm rambling but just know that you aren't going to find anyone on this site that is a better man or person than me and I want you! I lost my leg on Oct 5th so you need to know that. I do have pics but have to send them.

I'm puzzled as to why he would think that this type of message is effective. It is almost desperately hopeful, yet somehow still self-deprecating.

He is 53 years old, lives in the next state, and is a 75% match. He has no pictures (a Cardinal sin of online dating), and his profile sections are all one sentence each. Under the Six things I could never live without section, he lists "a woman's warm body". The age range of girls that he is looking for extends 28 years below - but only 7 above - his own.

Message #3

Good evening beautiful!

Oh good. It's that guy who messages me in a strangely familiar way 3 or 4 times a month, in spite of the fact that I've never communicated with him except perhaps to politely turn him down. I decide to take a look at his profile, to see if maybe I can get a clue as to why he persists.

He's 15 years older than me, only a 65% match (23% enemy, which is the part that concerns me). His profile pictures all involve him fishing, golfing, shooting, or at least wearing athletic apparel - all chosen to make him look more youthful and active.

His profile itself is rambling and sometimes incoherent with its lack of punctuation and formatting. The first line has him claiming that he's "not your typical guy", which is my second least-favorite thing to hear. He lists off a lot of sports that he enjoys, and uses the phrase "on like Donkey Kong".  He misspells the names of several actors and bands that he claims to enjoy, and finds a way to mention golf in every single section of his profile.

He has answered no more than 50 questions, so it is nearly impossible to tell if the Match Percentage is even accurate. The age range of girls that he's looking for extends 11 years below - but only 5 years above - his own. He claims to be looking for "active fun adventures", but every single one of the eight similar users that OkCupid recommends to me as I'm viewing his profile is listed as more adventurous.

I close his profile, knowing he'll send another message next week.

Message #4

Hi :) My names Jacob. You're really gorgeous. I'd love to talk and get to know each other. Sorry for not having a photo up, I'm just not up for putting my personal life out there for all to see. I'll gladly send you a photo or two if you would like. Let me hear from you.

Scoff. It bothers me when people don't have pictures, and moreso when they say it's because they're not comfortable putting it out there.

2022 Pabulum writes:

We'll do some matches.

Profile #1

25 years old. Lists his astrological signs first (Leo, Taurus, Aries), then his MTBI type (INTJ-T). Calls himself spiritual.

I can't.

Profile #2

26. In an ENM relationship with "a cool guy". His profile is short, but presents him as laid-back and open to new things. He has a picture of himself wearing a bow tie.

Dammit, okay. Swipe Right.

No match (yet).

Profile #3

39. "Fun easy going guy with a great sense of humor. Up for adventure and excitement!"

This is literally all his profile says. 1 car selfie, and 3 selfies at interesting places. Supposedly 83% match but he's only answered 16 match questions so that doesn't mean much. The ones he has answered indicate he's only looking for hookups, no interest in an emotional connection, and describes himself as a "Centrist".

Pass.

Profile #4:

36. Under self-summary, he's written "take a fukn walk 🖕" so uh. Don't mind if I do.

Profile #5:

29. Describes himself as "laid-back". His pictures are almost all identical and they don't look very recent. Lots of match questions but a really narrow profile.

Meh.

What are messages up to?

Message #1

"Hi! Welcome back to singledom, I'll be your tour guide."

31, dirty hippie vibes. For the question "How long do you want your next relationship to last?" He's answered "The rest of my life". Also that he thinks video games/computer games are "childish" but enjoys watching sports on television. Lists Mondrian's Composition #2 with Red, Blue, and Yellow as his favorite work of art -

an automatic disqualification.

[karmawonders]

Author Note : hello hello! I decided typing these up in google docs would be much easier, however converting them onto a readable state on mobile takes time. Sorry bout that! Also my works are kinda in general and aren’t in a set story line per say? No idea if that makes sense lol.

Edit: tried to make it gender neutral and corrected all of Mondstadts misspellings, but chances are I missed one. my apologies if that’s the case.

Post Contents:Genshin SAGAU, Imposter!AU Pacifist!Reader. My writing style changes cuz I’m a mess. Messy messy messy, sorry! Mentions minecraft?

Warnings: Genshin SAGAU, injured reader, mentions of death, trauma. Religious themes. let me know if I missed anything.

-Recollecting Your Thoughts-

-Cold water slipping on your skin, the nice shock making the blood rush through your veins. It was nice, as you dipped your other foot in as well. There were a few birds and cranes nearby, as well as a couple of fish that swam close, but not too close to you, them very much respecting your space. Once again, it seems the creatures of Teyvat really do take a liking to you, that or your divinity as their god.

🌸more under the cut🌸

-The sun made the water sparkle, causing the water to look like shimmering gold when the sun hit the reflections just right. The Wind lightly blew, your hair tickling your face for a second before settling back down. You were incredibly grateful that the world was on your side.

-It hurt your heart for the characters, no, people, that you spent so much time on, hate you so. You understood why though. You looked like their divine god. A god that you definitely didn't see in the game, but this wasn't Genshin Impact. It was a real world, the real Teyvat, and in Teyvat, you happened to look like their supreme god.

-And for another reason you didn't understand, the creatures of Teyvat claimed you to be their god. Even though the humans didn't. You really didn't understand any of this, as an Abyss Mage you happened to stumble upon to tell you.

-You thought, that just like the people who tried to smite you down, to kill you, the Abyss Mage would certainly do the same. When they didn’t, you were even more confused at their words, calling you “Your Grace,” saying that you were their god, that the others were confused, that they could take you to their ruler where you will be treated as such.

-Obviously, with you having been running for your life across Liyue and Mondstadt, and your current predicament of having your previous knowledge of Genshin Impact, (that and the immense stress you had been feeling,) you sprinted like a wild animal as soon as you got the chance, lucky the Abyss Mage didn't follow you, it probably stunned to speak that it had even ran into you.

-You were lost with your thoughts for a long while, but given the current circumstances, and how the world itself interacted with you, you had to admit the fact.

-The World was helping you, and giving you the space you needed to figure out everything. I mean, being chased with the intention of killing you is traumatic in itself, but being chased by people who you thought were fictional characters, screaming profanities at you, accusing you of impersonating their god you had no idea about? Yeah. That's next level trauma.

-You shook your head, slipping back into the present, one of the fish has approached you, its scales slightly rubbing against your leg. You wanted to freak out, but you were much more occupied with the several birds that had accumulated around you, and the wind itself seemingly gently embracing you. What were you, some disney princess?

-Alrighty, if you were actually impersonating this world's god, surely the world itself, and its creatures wouldn't be treating you with such kindness. So that must have meant the Abyss Mage wasn't lying when it said you were Teyvats god.

- The people who hunted you, Jean, Kaeye, with their troops chasing you out of Mondstat, Diluc whose flames threatened to burn his own winery in his rage at such an atrocious act.

-Xiangling, who had helped you out of the river that swept you far away in your attempt to shield yourself from his flames, only to screech and lunge at you. Ninguang, who commanded the millelith to hunt you down. Even Keqing, with her general dislike for the gods, looked at you in disgust when you ran away. You didn't even dare think of the other vision holders who had also been less than civil as you ran across Liyue and Mondstadt.

-You were almost flattered really that they went to this length to protect their gods image, considering that you must be their god, but that feeling quickly subsided when you felt your aching body. And even more so when another thought bubbled into your head.

-They were trying to kill you for so much as looking like, well, you, so what did they do to other people who even barely resemble you? What about people who have ever made a joke about you? Surely they hadn't been killed…. Right? You sighed, slightly splashing the water with your legs, scattering the even more now fish who circled you, them still quickly returning.

-You couldn't decide what was worse, being chased by an angry mob, filled with people you love, or your schoolwork, chores, and job you no longer had to worry about. Honestly, considering how mundane your previous life was, you were leaning towards the angry mob. Nothing could be scary-er then getting an email from your professor, asking for an assignment you didn’t even know existed.

-I mean, this was your chance to live as some magical fairy princess/prince/royalty, somewhat at least. One of the birds has dropped fruit by you, as well as a few squirrels offering berries and such. Since you were hungry, you just ate them, head deep in thoughts. What now?

-After a while, you decided to keep moving. Standing up, the birds scattering as you do so, you begin walking. You weren't quite sure where you were going, but If you were stuck in this world for the time being, it would probably be wise to at least get yourself a proper house of sorts.

Time skip or smth sorry fam

You were quite proud of yourself and the work you had accomplished. You had been here for about a month now, and after a week of running around, fearing for your life, you had found a location, far, far away from any human civilizations.

- You had found a small cave opening, and that was where you decided to make your home. It wasn't very large, more of like a more notable puncture in the cliff face, but it was sheltered from the wind, protected you from rain, etc!

-It wasn't very comfortable, but many creatures brought you things to help construct your new home. It started with birds and squirrels bringing you berries, flowers, and other foods you could eat by themselves. Eventually they started bringing different trinkets, maybe from a nearby village, or some abandoned ruins? You saw many of them on your way to where you were now.

-You woke up one morning to see a whole pack of Hilichurls surrounding your cave. Hillichurls, samachurls, and mitachurls. You honestly thought you were going to die! But huh? Instead of beating you into a pulp, they brought gifts!

-One of them, speaking words you were unable understand, slightly prodded you to the side, handing you blankets and a bowl of what you assumed was soup. You didn't really ask, not that you would understand their reply, so you kinda sat back and ate their food.

-You were confused when you saw them bring planks, and more! You watched as they constructed a wall outside of the cliff, and at the end of the day, there was a solid wall constructed, with an opening for the door.

-you slept on the blankets they provided, no longer worried about them possibly injuring you. It took a few days of them talking to you, or well, you talking to them with them making affirmative motions and words you assumed, and by the end of it they had made what seemed to be a house! Just for you!

-There wasn't a door, they had instead put a thick cloth / drape as the entrance. Door hinges and handles were probably just far too complex for them to create with ruined remains. They had laid out a wooden floor, and even walls to keep the outside world out, and the inside, well in.

-It honestly reminded you of those minecraft houses you would make during the night, quickly digging into the earth to make some kind of lodging, placing the floor with wood, and then carving it out.

-There was an abyss mage that later came around, telling you that their master, who you had assumed to be one of the twins from the game, had sent them to construct a proper living arrangement for you, because you did not accept the invitation to live there.

-whilst the idea of riches beyond your imaginable dreams would be neat, you disliked the idea of living in the Abyss. For what should be obvious reasons. You thanked the abyss mage and the creatures all for helping you, and they cheered and danced happily at your gratitude. You offered to repay them, not that you had anything to do so with since they literally just built you a house, but they declined regardless. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad?

Another time skip idk

-Your wooden bowls clinked against each other as you washed em out in the nearby calm river, it was only about 40 steps away from your cavern home, and it was nice, certainly. A few fish swam up close to your hands as you washed away the excess on the bowls, a few of the fish nibble away at anything that washed off.

-You dried the bowls, holding them to your side as you walked back up towards your little house. Anemo Slimes bounced in the air overhead, following you as they always do, a few dendro slimes scurrying around you as well, making bubbling noises as greetings. The Whole of teyvat loved seeing you, being around you, even tho monsters you had originally farmed and fought, you had seen them as friends now, helpers.

-Ducking under the heavy cloth covering for the door, you set the bowls aside on your makeshift counter, The window letting in a positive warming sun and light. Not that light was ever an issue for you though, crystal flies and fireflies loved laying on the roof of your home, providing a nice glow whenever you required it.

-The sun blocked out for a second, and you turned your head to see a curious cryo whopper flower peeking its head in through the window. “Well hello now, what could you possibly want?” The Cryo flower looked sheepish almost, before taking one of its vines?tendrils? You didn;t know, through the window. You saw that it was holding a battle, of what appeared to be milk!

-You hadn't had such a delicacy in a while, and you were quite excited! “Where in the world did you get that now?” Your excitement quickly faded when you looked further out the window to see hillichurls carrying things towards your house, crates, or, well, shipment supplies.

-You walked out, exasperated. “What is the meaning of this?” The hillichurls and company put down their things, waving their hands about trying to tell you what had occurred. Though you couldn't understand them verbally, your connection to the world as its god had definitely helped, as you were able to understand them rather well regardless, if not exactly.

-”So, you all looted some guys' wagons for me?” You peered at the goods in the crates, a few bottles of milk, sugars, and salts and spices. “You guys can’t just do that, the person who was delivering these is probably going to be in a lot of trouble.” You frowned at them, and everyone immediately lowered in shame, as if they were wilting flowers. You couldn't possibly stay mad at them, you had just been asking for such things earlier for your palette.

-”Cheer up everyone, I’m not mad at you all.” the slimes jumped up and down happily in a circle around you, the hillichurls making happy grunts?words? You don't know, nor does the writer, before they all started carrying the few boxes back towards your house.

-”Hey! Wipe your feet first before putting all that away! I just sweeped earlier!”

—-

Yes I know my writing style changed

Yes I combined like 2 different scrabbles together to make the post longer forgive me.

🌸Yep yep that’s the post have a good one 🌸

[papermonkeyism]

What's your opinion on censoring the word "queer"?

Quite the same as g*y or l*sbian. Doesn't look right, right? Those have been used the exact same way as slurs throughout history (I personally grew up hearing the Finnish equivalents used as curses and slurs as a kid, but Finnish language doesn't have a direct translation for queer, - the English word itself being very hard to pronounce in a Finnish way - unless you call it something like "rainbow people", so I'm coming from a culture/language where queer is the word LESS used as a slur), so if you don't bother censoring them, I don't wish you to censor me either.

I am queer. Queer is me. You'd make me a dirty word.

For those who have trauma related to the word, you have my sympathies, but I do wish you'd use blacklist to avoid triggering words like the rest of us. Also avoiding typing the word queer makes people who DO use blacklists harder to catch the word, what with all the different ways of misspelling used to censor it.

Personally I prefer queer over LGBTQ+. While I'm fine with the alphabet soup, it is a mouthful to pronounce, there are multiple variants, and I've personally seen too many "there's no A (ace) in LGBT" or "drop the T" and such to be fully comfortable. Speaking only for myself here, personally.

I have the word "queer" in my profile on purpose, so that people who can't stand seeing the word can choose whether they want to follow me and risk seeing it, or whether they wish to play it safe and move on. It is their choice, and I respect that.

Queer is my home. It's where I'm the most comfortable. I'm not someone who neatly fits in a simple, single box, not even couple boxes, but queer lets me be me. No ifs or buts. It's inclusive, and it's enough, and I find that beautiful. Also it sounds fun! Queer.

I'm not telling any of you that you can't censor queer, but be aware I won't be comfortable with you, and I do ask you to not do that on my posts. It's super disrespectful.

I'm here, and I'm queer as a corkscrew. :)

[nyaagolor]

Excuse me, but could I get a list as to how NoA screwed up Star Allies' localization?

Sure! I can't really do something as comprehensive as the Robobot one because atm no one has gone through all the pause screens / dialogue of Star Allies and translated them yet (if someone can get me the raw text I can DeepL it but that's not the most foolproof method haha). Here's some of the (many, MANY) fuckups that I can remember off the top of my head tho! Under the cut bc I don't wanna flood the dash

- Localization says parallel dedede was made of the "jamba heart that Dedede brought to Hyness". Apparently he's a mage sister now?

- One of Void's pause screens talks about how he is the origin of the four matter types that make up the universe: Heart, Dark, Dream, and Soul. This was cut entirely for some reason?

- Kracko is described of being made of the "tears of his fallen enemies" in the localization, but the original is more about the tears of fallen Krackos all combining, like the boss itself is made of kracko's unending fury

- Susie's localization says she's "mechanizing peoples and planets" while the original says she's "looking to create happy lives and families through science and exterminating the savages". This is what I mean in the previous post when I said Star Allies doesn't wanna admit she's prolly still racist. Oops.

- Zan's Ultimate Choice pause screen implies pretty heavily that she climbed the tower with the intent of killing herself, but this was toned down in the localization. Ngl tho I'm kind of ok with this one because the tone is mostly the same and also this pause screen alone would prolly bump the international rating and I don't think they wanted that

- Magolor's name is misspelled TWICE

- Marx's pause screen in the original is a bit more devious and villainous, calling back to his dialogue in Super Star and also saying he'll be your friend if you keep him well fed.

- The Mages' pause screens cut out the fact that Hyness gave them their magic to the point where they had to literally correct it in a Star Allies channel update. Hell on earth!

- There's so much more but I can't remember it rn. Unlike Robobot, it's a lot less of misinterpreting things and more just. Misspellings, cut content, and bizarre mistakes. It's bad!

[dieantik]

wait sorry im not trying to be insensitive but i fully know a girl named khanh nguyen, spelled like that too 😭😭 do u think maybe its just a misspelling that has become an actual name or do i know the One True Khanh

I’m confused because khanh nguyen IS the correct spelling! That’s what i’m trying to say, and “khahn” (with the n & h switched) is the incorrect one! I dont know if you misread my post or not but we’re on the same side for this 😭

(I’m gonna elaborate more on how vietnamese works just for additional context for anyone else underneath the cut lol, mainly because I find it interesting and this is a good excuse for it!)

So, every word follows the structure of a) having one syllable and b) having “word endings” (there’s more to it, but that’s the basics; i included the one syllable fact because most terms in vietnamese are made up of two or more words, just in case if people get confused with the examples, where “khoác” means one thing and “khoác lác” means another)

For example, one type of word ending is “uênh”, so you’ll have words like chuệnh choạng, chuếnh choáng, xuềnh xoàng, or huyênh hoang. (Also just a fun note, chuệnh choạng & chuếnh choáng look very similar, and actually have similar meanings! The first means like a stagger or drunken walk, while the second means a drunk feeling; like you’re dizzy or disoriented)

“Anh” is also a word ending, and one of the more common ones. Anh by itself is even it’s own word! You have common words like bánh, canh, cảnh, đánh, mạnh, lạnh, etc. Many names also use this word ending! I also know a Khanh (granted, not a Nguyễn) and I also know many people with the name Thanh (with various different accents- I also know a Oanh, but that name would be classified with the “oanh” ending instead)

So therefore, Khanh Nguyễn is correct! But there is no word ending of “ahn” to make Khahn Nguyen work - unless there’s an exception that I don’t know of, no words end in “ahn” in vietnamese

Also it just looks ugly 😭😭 Idk how to explain it but vietnamese has a specific look & visual structure that the word “Khahn” breaks

Hope this helps anyone confused!! I saw some people say how they thought it wasn’t a big deal (even though they weren’t viet) but it’s important that they get the name of their first SEA character right, and I’m glad they fixed it!

Anyways I just woke up so sorry for any mistakes :)

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

A NEW EXPERIENCE

Prompt: You and Roman have been together for 7 years now,and on the night of your 5th year wedding anniversary,you have a new way to demonstrate your love for him

Word count: Uh girl,grab a snack ‘cuz this one is long!

Pairing: Roman Reigns x Reader

Warnings: +18 smut,cursing,slight self-degradation,fluff(at the end),a lot of intimacy and Tantric Massage(yes,you’ve heard it right 😉)

A little disclaimer,before we continue: Tantra is a middle eastern (more precisely Indian) philosophy and spiritual path,the tantric massage itself is a wonderful experience that DOES NOT involves any sort of sexual interaction such as penetration or masturbation!Yes it does involve yoni/lingam massage(vagina/penis massage) but the whole goal of it it’s not orgasm/ejaculation.It can happen of course,’cuz we’re humans but if it can it has to be delayed/controlled since that’s not a goal to be reached,it’s a full body experience and a deeper self connection and healing journey.So if someday you reach out a PROFESSIONAL for this especific massage,keep all this things in mind,please.The only reason I’ve included sex on this it’s because the characters in this story are married and got carried away(also because,it’s Roman I mean,who wouldn’t?). Also they don’t live the Tantra as a philosophy or spiritual path at all! It’s just a new way of working they intimacy together as a couple.It is NOT my intention to degrade ANY form of philosophy/spiritual path from anyone’s beliefs,this is for entertainment purposes only,and also a new way for me to write about new/different themes(or personal study topics of mine) for my stories. I have a deep love for middle eastern cultures and an even deeper love for studying different types of philosophy/spiritual paths.

Tag: My soul sister @ziasaph

Notes: Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) and if you’re comfortable with it,please let me know what you think? Some feedback is always welcomed and appreciated ❤️You can check out my other stories typing ‘masochist writes’ on the search bar on my page and my newest story as a fixed post.

Okay,now let’s get to the fun part,shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

Today’s my 5th year wedding anniversary with my lovely husband,Roman.We’ve been together for 7 years now.The first time I met him,I gotta say, I hated him! There was something about him that screamed trouble.He was too good to be true,I mean,he was incredibly handsome,polite,thoughtful,kind,loving,funny,intelligent,respectful(a true gentleman really),the best kiss I’ve ever had and don’t even get me started on this man’s bedroom skills...No man ever fucked me like that,no man ever cared much more about my pleasure than with he’s own,no man could make me feel like a goddess the way he could..you see what I mean?He couldn’t be an honest good man right?!And I knew better!Oh I really did..I’ve always had a “rotten finger” when it came to my men choices.If you putted me in a room with two guys,a truly good man and a shitty asshole,I would’ve had 100% chose the latter.Maybe for the “fun” of it or even just to prove my Freudian fate,who knows?

But when I decided to finally give in to the Samoan’s charm and accepted to finally officially date him,I discovered why he smelled like trouble,because as soon as I found out I was in love with him I knew I had lost my whole heart to that man!And if you came from a emocional troubled background,like I did,you know that that’s the worst case scenario one could ever have.But funny enough,despite my deepest fears,he changed my whole world,he dragged me out of the shit pit I’ve always lived in and pushed me into the light beside him,making me forget everything bad that ever happened to me,transforming my reality into the fairytale I could never had imagined.If you told me,7 years ago,that right now I would be here telling you this same story,I would have have bitterly laughed at your face and asked you to give me a hit of whatever it is that you had.

But here I am,finishing to set up one of our guests room for the surprise I had in mind for my husband.I’m sure that this will never repay him for the way he always made me feel,but at least I hope he can have a bit of a glimpse of how much I truly love and care for him.

I was lighting up the last pair of candles when I heard the front door open,his deep sigh and the loud thump of his bags dropping on the living room floor.

“Y/N,baby girl? You home?” That voice alone could bring the biggest,truthful smile upon my lips.I put the lighter on my jacket’s pocket,carefully closing the guest room door and I ran downstairs to meet my redemption in form of a man.

“Roman!” I squealed while I preceded to jump on his arms and wrap my legs around his waist,kissing him like I would never see him again.

“Wow!” He chuckled “I see someone missed me those 3 weeks,huh?!” Still laughing,he wrapped his big arms around my waist and retributed my kiss vigorously.

“Of course I missed you baby!You’re my Samoan Prince Charming,how could I not miss that?!”I laughed.

“Prince Charming,huh?!”He chuckled “You wait ‘til you see what I wanna do to you...I’m pretty sure you’re gonna change your mind from prince charming to tramp real quick!”He smirks and I can already feel my panties getting damp with excitement.

“Oh really,big guy?! Well I’m sorry,but I’m about to piss in your yard and ruin your dreams!’Cuz I already have a surprise for you,and that took a lot of prep time too,so as much as I would love to see what you have in mind that will have to wait,at least ‘til later.”

“Piss in my yard?!Oh baby girl,always so delicate with your words!”He laughed

“What? I’m expressive,you know that!Also if anyone here is the well mannered,polite and posh one that’s you,I’m just you know,rough street trash”.I bitterly said

“Hey!Don’t say that,please.You know that I don’t like when you degradate yourself like that.You’re not trash,you’re my everything!And let’s be honest here baby, I love your rough side..”He squeezed my ass,to prove his point.

“If you keep doing that, I’m gonna get all worked up,and you’re going to ruin my surprise...” I whispered

“Ok,ok.I stopped!”He chuckled,then gave me a light peck on the lips before lowering me down to the ground.”So what do you have planned?”

“You know it’s called surprise for a reason right?!”I said.

“Oh c’mon Y/N! Not even a little preview baby?” He gave me those beautiful puppy eyes,and the bastard knew that I would give in.

“Argh,you’re the worst!”I faked an annoyed face,but he knew I was pretending so he just smiled and I couldn’t help but smile back.”Ok the only,ONLY thing I will tell you is that it involves a large amount of intimacy..I’ve never done that to anyone before..and it’s an incredible experience.That’s all I’m saying!”I proudly huffed.He stared at my face for an eternity before he slowly smirked at me saying “You do realize that you said you were going to tell me just ONE thing about it,but you ended up telling me THREE instead,right?!” He started laughing when I poked his broad chest saying “Shut up! You know,you’re lucky I love you,because otherwise I would just kick your ass right now.”I tried to hold back my laugh,but that soon was forgotten when he kissed my lips so slowly and sweet and said “I don’t have a doubt you could kiss my ass at anytime baby.” He lazily smiled at me,before his expression turned more serious. “I love you Y/N so fucking much!” He caresses my face before continuing “I’m so happy I could take a few days off to be with you,to celebrate the 7 years we’ve been together..and the many more years yet to come” He pecked my lips lightly “I could never have asked for a better woman,wife,best friend,lover,supporter..my own personal safe harbor.” He shyly smiled at me and pressed our foreheads together,and I couldn’t help the tears escaping through my eyes.

“Oh baby girl, I didn’t meant to make you cry!” He said

“Those are happy tears I promise!” I sighed “Besides,I feel bad that I can’t say such beautiful things to you,I’m sorry baby,that you got the product made with a broken mold” I sadly sighed.

“Hey,I already told you to stop saying those bad things about yourself! Also you don’t have to apologize,I know everything you went through and it’s normal for someone in your position to be a little careful when showing your fellings,and trust me babe, I don’t need your words to know that you love me,your actions already do the job!” The smile he gave me was so sincere that reached his eyes.And I really hope that my actions tonight will prove his statement to be right.

“So,when do you plan on giving me my surprise?” He asked with a sparkle in his eyes.And I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Well the first thing I need to know is if you’re already fed?”

“Yep! I stopped by a cafe on my way home and ate something light,like you asked me to”. He responded

“Good!Now I’m gonna need you to take a shower so you can wash away the tiredness of your flight,towel yourself dry,but don’t put any clothes on I’m gonna need you naked for this.” He maliciously smirked at me.

“You need me naked,huh?” He licked his lips “Ok,sounds like a great surprise so far..”

“Yes it is! And if I were you, I would hurry up..”

With that he ran off to the bathroom like a little boy,and a few seconds later I could hear the water running.

As soon as I finished stripping the last piece of clothing off my body,I heard the bathroom door open and Roman call for me.

“I’m in the guest room.The one near the stairs.” A few seconds later, I see him entering the room.

“Wow,this looks beautiful!” Since we never used that room as a guest room,it didn’t had a bed(which helped a lot) I just cleaned the hardwood floor,placed a big extra thick(about 40mm) yoga exercise mat in the center of the room,a lot of candles(some were sandalwood scented,but not many,so it doesn’t get too nauseating.Just enough to give that relaxing feeling),some rose petals around the floor, a few cozy cushions around the yoga mat and a little low table with one massage candle and a large thermical water bottle(to keep the water cold and fresh).It wasn’t much but it did look cozy and spa like.

“Did you like it?”

“If I like it?Baby girl it’s perfect!”Then he looked at my naked body and added “Perfect indeed” as he slowly lowered down to catch my lips in the most romantic kiss. When I broke the kiss(‘cuz if it was for him,we would stay there for hours) I begin to explain to him what my surprise was.

“I was thinking what I could give you for our 5th year anniversary that wasn’t bought from a store,but had more of a deep sentimental value” He slowly nodded

“I was talking to Sarah and she told me that Lisa,her new girlfriend is a Tantric massage therapist and had given her a tantric massage one day,she said it was the best experience she’s ever had.So I got curious and decided to make an appointment with her and babe” I sighed “I’ve never had in my life,such an amazing experience! The feeling is...I can’t describe,you have to feel it to understand it. My point is,Lisa told me that tantric massage can be used by couples as a form of bonding,like a deeper connection. It can be used to strengthen they’re intimacy.” When I saw the confused look on his face I said

“What I’m trying to say is that I love you so much” He smiles “I love you too baby girl” I smiled back,continuing my explanation “And I know that you’re the best man I could’ve ever had asked for myself!Even too good for me,but my point is that,it makes me upset that I don’t tell you as often as I would like to how much you mean to me,so I asked Lisa for some advice on how to perform a tantric massage on you and thought that,maybe it would be a nice way to show you how I truly feel,through this” I pointed out to the set up in front of us,smiling shyly.

“I-I..baby girl, I don’t even know what to say...This is all so beautiful, I mean, you didn’t need to make all this to show me that you care or love me babe,I know that regardless” he touched my face softly and quickly added “But that doesn’t mean I’m not curious about your surprise..In fact I’m quite excited to see what this is all about” He has a evil sparkle on his eyes and we both couldn’t help but laugh.

“Ok big dog,I gonna need you to lay down on your stomach for me,okay?”

He smiled and did as I asked.

I kneeled down on one of the cushions beside the yoga mat and said

“Alright baby,now,I need you to close your eyes,relax and just focus on my touch upon your skin ok?” When he nodded I grabbed the massage candle and started by dripping some of the wax into his ankles and calves,lightly spreading the melted wax up,until it reaches his back thighs.

I remembered that Lisa told me that this should not be a relaxing massage,in the sense of quizzing in the muscles to bring relief,but it was more focused on the touch it self,so I had to keep a very lightweight touch and make sure that only my finger tips(and occasionally my finger nails if I wanted to) touched his skin lightly.

When I reached his back thighs I notice Roman shifting his weight ever so slightly.

*Oh thank God,I’m doing this right!* I thought to myself relieved.

I dripped more wax,now,onto his perfect round ass and lower back.As I begin working out the wax and spreading it I heard a deep,low,almost inaudible,growl leave his lips and I couldn’t help but smile to myself.I let my finger nails just lightly roam his ass,lower back and side hips.I was so lost in the action that I was caught by surprise when a loud moan left Roman’s lips.

“Y/N..”

I grabbed the candle again and repeated the same process but now on his middle and upper back,shoulders,in the back of his arms and forearms,the palm of his hands,his fingers,neck and ears.

When I reached his head,I lightly dive my finger tips through his hair so I could reach his scalp and begin lightly massaging it,as if I was washing his hair,when I very lightly scratched his scalp I heard a very familiar sound

“Mmmmm fuck,oh shit...Mmmmm”

*Hold on..did he just? Oh I know THAT sound,I think he came!* I thought to myself

I lightly tapped his shoulder twice(a sign for him to turn onto his back) and when he did I could see that I was right,as there were evidences of his cum not only on his stomach but also on the yoga mat,and his deliciously thick erection resting on his belly.

I placed a cushion under his hips and one under the back of his head before I repeated the same previous actions.Starting from the soles of his feet,working my way up his shin,knees,thighs,lower abdomen,hips,abdomen,ribs,chest,nipples,side of the neck,face,front shoulders,biceps,forearm and the front of his hands.

Once I got up and placed myself on the mat,between his legs, I looked at him and I could swear that in 7 years,I’ve never seen that man with such a wild,primal,raw,luscious look on his face.

“Ro?”

“Hm?” I’ve never heard his voice so rough before

“We’re going to the last step now,ok?”

“Mhmm” was all he answered with his gaze glued to my face

I dripped some wax onto my hands and rub them together to spread it.

I took his length into my left hand,lightly squeezed the base of his cock and started to pull my hand up towards the head until my hand slides off,just so I could grabbed it with my right hand and repeat the same steps.

“Oh my fucking God” He rolled his eyes to the back of his head “ Sweet fucking Christ,Oohhh fuuuck” He moaned with a raspy voice.

I took the opportunity to massage the head of his cock in a orange juicer motion.

“Argh” He deeply growled,snapped his eyes open and look at me with a deadly look on his face “Fuck me Y/N! I need you to fuck me right now! Come here and ride me nice and hard baby”

“But Roman,I’m not done ye-“

“I don’t give a fuck!” He gritted “I need you,and I need you right now! Just come here,and put my cock inside that sweet tight pussy baby” He smirked in an almost demonic way and I immediately straddle his hips.

Once I lined his cock to my entrance he quickly thrusted inside of me,making me gasp.

While he gave sometime to adjust he said

“Oh it feels good to be home!” He chuckled

“Baby girl, I don’t know what you did or how,but we’re definitely gonna be doing this more often!” He smiled deviously before he holded my hips in place so he could fuck me like a maniac.

“Oh Ro,fuck”

I’ve never felt him so thick,so deep and so hard inside of me.He was fucking me at a pace so brutal that it was almost deliciously painful.

He grabbed my wrists from his chest and rapidly tugged me down so our chests were glued to each other’s,he took the opportunity to ferociously kiss my lips while he preceded to fuck me brutally.

“Ro,baby,I’m gonna-“

I couldn’t even finish my sentence,because my orgasm hit me so hard that I couldn’t even breathe properly.

“Oh fuck me baby! So fucking tight...so warm...” He gritted “So insanely wet”

With that I could feel his cock throbbing and the hot spurts of his cum inside of me.

When he released his last spurt,we look at each other’s eyes and shared the most passionate loving kiss.When we broke the kiss I said

“I love you Ro,so much”

“With your heart,body and soul?” He lightly smiled,remembering his own words said to me on our wedding vows.

I smiled back before answering without a doubt

“With all of my heart,my whole body and my only soul”

And it was in that moment that I knew I couldn’t have picked a better surprise for the owner and of my heart,body and soul.

[azurite-writes]

Problem One: The Screen(s) and Digital Workspace

Part one of my multi-part doc about what I learned from doing online college at a non-online institution. This chapter: my Desktop as a Desk

     Highlighted points: learning styles, work type/function in relation to the computer 

       My biggest problem with being pushed online after being at an in-person institution was, and still is, my forced reliance on the computer. I have to sit in front of it for hours: attending classes on Zoom; checking email every three hours; accessing Moodle pages for class and out-of-class work (Moodle is what my institution uses, other web management/e-learning software platforms include PowerLearning, Blackboard, and OU Campus, among others). And the work itself can be watching documentaries, watching seminars, accessing ebook/PDF documents, annotating documents in online portals… it's a lot. People have talked at length about "zoom fatigue," as well as the eyestrain headaches that can come with staring at said screens for hours at a time. I'll talk about my own lessons learned about that later.

       The assumption among the administrators and (some) people of older generations than those currently in school seems to be that working online with computers and smartphones is more efficient. That isn't necessarily true; it all depends on the type of task and the person being expected to complete it. In my case, I cannot, for the life of me, focus on dense sections of text presented on a backlit screen. Thus, reading and answering emails is okay, but downloading scanned textbook pages to be read on a laptop screen (along with trying to highlight and annotate them) is hell on earth.

       Why is this? Different reasons for different people, but in my case it's because reading/"writing" on a screen interferes with my learning style(s), which are visual/spatial, audio, and kinetic. Audio doesn't come into play for reading on a screen, but seeing words physically in a certain location relative to other words on a page is very important to my memory of the material. Computer screens can display pretty much anything at any given time; book pages can only display whatever was permanently printed onto them. That is, the content of a book page in physical space will always be the same unless you, the reader, manipulate it; a computer screen can have any type of content displayed as long as its pixels can light up and process the information. And for me, that's a problem because I don't have any physical space to relate the information to, plus I don't get a sense of how long the document is. Recalling a passage in a printout, for me, goes like this: "I remember it was on the top-left of a page towards the beginning, the shape of the paragraph was funny too… ah, there it is." Recalling a passage on a digital scan of the same document is much harder for me by contrast: literally any of the paragraphs could have made its way to the top-left of my computer screen, if I moved the window around or zoomed in to better read the text; documents are an endless scroll upward or downwards, with (maybe) a sidebar to tell me what page I've landed on. All of my "landmarks" are functions of the program I am using to access the document. They're static and contained to a window... that can show up anywhere on my computer screen. Not conducive to the way I learn at all.

       My kinetic learning style comes into play with the computer, too. Annotating a document? In the physical world, a pen on the document itself does the trick; going through the physical movement of circling a word or making a note are things that solidify the information in my mind. Annotating a PDF document? First of all, it's difficult to do with a mouse (and God help you if you have a trackpad), and it's highly dependent on the program that the user selects to open the PDF. I could connect a drawing tablet, if I have one, but they're very expensive and their use is, again, dependent on the compatibility with whatever reader program the user selects. All this to say: annotating on the computer doesn't work for me, either. My kinetic and visual learning styles come together with note-taking. My memory is highly dependent on seeing words as they are formed by my own hand, processing them, and connecting meaning to them as they sit in a specific place on the page (am I over-explaining this? Basically, writing notes by hand and seeing where those notes are on a piece of paper help me remember them). Typing notes isn't a replacement for hand-writing notes for me; while I'm busy fixing my typos (on words I would never misspell on paper, usually, since my fingers are just moving weirdly over the keys), the professor moves on, and I'm not listening well enough to catch the fact that I've missed new information.

       The takeaway here is figure out your individual types of work relate to being on the computer. As I said, the computer hinders many aspects of my learning when it comes to memory and efficiency. As a creative tool, however, it has almost the opposite effect; writing assignments for fiction, poetry, and screenwriting classes are much more efficient on the computer. From creative thought to keystroke, I have less time to second-guess or forget my ideas, and both the immediacy and changeability of word processing programs actually works in my favor for those sorts of things.

       What I did differently from first online semester to second:

       1) I figured out which materials helped me remember my notes the best. Honestly, I wasn't even doing this when I was at in-person college, and to my detriment, but I couldn't get away with it at all once I went fully remote. Think back to when you were in lower levels of school: were there certain types of materials you gravitated towards in the classroom? Did you like basic composition notebooks with faint blue lines? Wide-ruled or college-ruled paper? Did you discover that graph paper just worked really nicely with all notes besides math, or that blank pages were less busy for your eyes? When you used pens, did you prefer blue or black ink, or did colored ink help certain things stick? If you can control what materials you use to take notes with, consider using ones akin to those from a class you either a) remembered the most fondly or b) remembered the most information from. Scour your memories of class experiences for anything, no matter how small, that may have made your life easier. Equally, take note of what tasks actually worked well digitally. Adjust accordingly.

(Personally, I found my magic formula was a 1-subject memorandum notebook — marginless, with very narrow line rulings; while I hesitate to direct you to Amazon, they are hard to find at a decent price otherwise, and you can get a 12 pack for just over $40 from them — with black ink from a 0.38-size gel pen (I used a basic Pilot G2 pen until it ran out, then bought ink refills in the smaller size). To "highlight" my notes, I circled or underlined information with a blue gel pen of the same variety. Keep in mind again that I'm learning to be a translator; this is just what works for me.)

       2) If I needed to print something out, I printed it out. Environmental guilt is something I struggled with a lot, and there was always something about staying on the computer that convinced me I was being "less wasteful" by staying digital. But with how much time and energy I ultimately saved reading a printed document that can be recycled vs the electricity I ate up spinning my wheels in front of the ebook… to me, it was worth it. If you find that helps you, too, don't be ashamed to print certain things out.

(If conserving ink and paper is a concern to you, it is possible in some viewing/editing apps to remove or cover images, either with white squares or by taking the images out completely. I have an old MacBook Pro and on current versions of Preview, one can draw shapes and fill them in white to cover parts of the scan that would eat up ink, such as blurred black borders and scanned images. For documents in a word processing program like Microsoft Word or Pages, it may also be possible to print the documents out at a smaller size, allowing more text or even multiple pages to show up on a single sheet of paper.)

| In the coming days/weeks I hope to be posting more content about how I tried to adapt to fully remote learning and the things I’ve learned along the way! Follow for updates ♥︎ |

[eddie-redmayne-italian-blog]

I never read before, interesting article !

How nurse caught nation’s deadliest serial killer, her co-worker

By Post Staff Report

April 14, 2013 | 4:00am

The Good Nurse: A True Story of Medicine, Madness, and Murder [Hardcover] Charles Graeber For Sunday Postscript

He was supposed to be an angel of mercy — but he was an angel of death, and likely the most prolific serial killer America has ever seen.

Charles Cullen had most recently been a nurse at Somerset Medical Center in New Jersey when he was arrested for killing patients with drug cocktails he secretly administered. He confessed to 40 murders in New Jersey and Pennsylvania — though investigators believe he may have killed as many as 400. He is currently serving 17 life sentences.

It was never revealed how detectives were able to stop him — until now. In a new book, “The Good Nurse,” author Charles Graeber unveils the identity of a confidential informant, Amy Loughren, who cracked the case.

Loughren was another nurse at Somerset, a co-worker and confidant of Cullen. Contacted by detectives, Loughren agreed to provide them files from the hospital, wear a wire to try to get him to confess, even talk to him in the interrogation room.

It was Loughren who first realized the scope of Cullen’s madness. This exclusive excerpt reveals the chilling moment, in November 2003, that Amy Loughren discovered how Cullen was picking — and killing — his victims.

Amy found curious combinations of drugs that Charlie had consistently ordered. The list was long, sometimes half a dozen in a night. Amy knew these drugs to be more commonly used in a cardiac unit. Charlie was working in intensive care. His orders emptied the supply drawers.

Then, time and time again, Charlie ordered a restock from the pharmacy. His position meant he’d be the first to take the delivery. At the time, he was seen as being helpful. Now Amy wasn’t so sure.

The two Somerset detectives who had contacted her, Tim Braun and Danny Baldwin, were investigating the deaths of a handful of patients who had suspicious levels of a heart drug called digoxin in their systems.

HOW HERO NURSE GOT CHARLES CULLEN TO CONFESS

Detectives were trying to trace a single gun; Amy thought this was pointing to an entire arsenal.

Charlie had been bartending, titrating a pharmacopoeial mélange, from both drugs he’d pulled from the cabinet and drugs he hadn’t.

Each drug in the cocktail had a specific biochemical effect. Together, they were a biochemical symphony. In combination, it didn’t require nearly so much of any one drug to push a vulnerable patient over the edge. One drug pushed while the other pulled.

Only the patient’s reaction mattered. The gap of time between the serving of the cocktail and the patient’s reaction was suspenseful. There might be a crash or a code or a Lazarus-like recovery. The cocktail was the riddle and the lab reports were the answer.

Amy had imagination enough to make sense of the patterns, but she couldn’t begin to imagine the monster that amused itself with them. All she was certain of was that it wasn’t the same gentle soul who was her friend Charlie. The emotional disconnect bothered her as much as the murders themselves.

Amy considered herself to be a perceptive person — a spiritual traveler, a listener with well-tuned antennae for the frequency of vibes. Growing up as she did, she had always assumed that if she was near a monster, she would feel it. And yet, standing next to Charlie, she had never felt anything like evil.

Maybe she’d gotten him wrong, or maybe her antennae were broken. Or maybe, Amy thought, she was half blind and could see only the good in people.

Somerset used a computer system for keeping track of patients called Cerner. Charlie’s Cerner pages told her she had assumed wrong. Charlie was not, actually, the world’s greatest nurse, the world’s greatest chart keeper Amy had ever seen. He had hardly typed a line.

It was, in fact, the worst charting Amy had ever seen. There were blotches of words here and there, blurts, spasms of hurried and misspelled observations. It couldn’t have taken him more than a minute to do that work. Whatever he was doing on the computer, it wasn’t input. That meant Charlie had been outputting something.

Amy had to wait until her next shift to print out the rest of the records. This time, she couldn’t wait until she got home. That morning she called ahead, then brought her paperwork to the second floor of the prosecutor’s office to share her discovery with the detectives.

The Cerner automatically kept track of everything a nurse did within the system and provided a time and date stamp of every page a nurse had browsed. Charlie was browsing all night. That was what he was doing. Browsing.

Cullen’s computer records were the most incriminating piece of evidence the Somerset County Prosecutor’s Office had against him thus far. But in order for the detectives to understand it, Amy needed to provide a quick primer.

Cerner had been introduced to the medical profession only a few years before as a compact and efficient way to input notes on patients, to look up their allergies, code status, lab values, etc.

But nurses were only supposed to do that for the patients they were caring for on shift.

What nurses never did, at least not any nurses Amy had ever known, was use Cerner to look up the status of other nurses’ patients. But that, it seemed, was exactly what Charlie Cullen had been doing.

Amy started with Charlie’s June forays into the chart of one patient, the Rev. Florian Gall. The hospital records showed that Gall had gone into cardiac arrest at 9:32 a.m. on the morning of June 28 and died approximately 45 minutes later.

Gall was not Cullen’s assigned patient on the night he died. Yet the Cerner records showed Charles Cullen snooping into Gall’s medical chart at 6:28 a.m., then again at 6:29 a.m. on June 28. He was checking in, only minutes apart, looking for something only a half-hour after a digoxin spike had registered in Gall’s lab work and three hours before the digoxin levels in Gall’s system would stop his heart.

“And that’s just Gall,” Amy said. The Cerner records contained lines and lines of Charlie Cullen’s log-ins at the computer, thousands of them, sometimes hundreds a night.

“He was studying them,” Danny said. “Why the f— was he studying them?”

Amy thought she knew. The nurses had IV bags lined up for them. But what if Charlie had made a drug cocktail, and injected it into one or more of the IV bags sitting by where he worked?

He wouldn’t need to bring them to the patient’s rooms, he wouldn’t need to be present at all. The other nurses — even Amy — would do that work for him. Charlie could simply retreat to his corner and use the Cerner to scan the lab reports and the patient’s progress.

Cerner would tell him where his loaded IVs landed. He wouldn’t need to be present for the death to feel the impact; you could just scan back on the Cerner anytime and follow the action.

It could be that same night or the next day, it didn’t matter; the event was always available on the screen to be relived again and again.

Was that what he was doing? Amy felt her heart beginning to sicken. She had delivered his drug cocktails.

And her friend Charlie had been following the action across the ward, like the box scores on a sports page.

Excerpted from “The Good Nurse: A True Story of Medicine, Madness, and Murder” (Twelve), by Charles Graeber, out tomorrow.

[theoniprince]

If you had to pick one name/alias/moniker to go by, fandom-wide, what would it be?

Where, besides Tumblr, can people find you doing fannish things? (Obviously only mention sites and usernames you actually want to be found at. Don’t expose your secret identities on my account.)

What other names have you gone by on these platforms, including Tumblr, if any?

When did you join the IT fandom? And what got you into fandom, to begin with?

What are your favorite ships, or characters, if any, and why? What do they mean to you?

In what ways do you participate in fandom? (ex. Posting memes, reblogging/commenting on content, writing fanfic, making fanart, creating fanmixes, etc.)

Do you have any in-fandom inspirations? Other members of the community that drive you? (And if you have the time/energy, in what ways do they inspire you?)

Name and link some of your favorite works, please!

Do you have any works of your own that you feel particularly proud of, or wish more people would’ve consumed? Please provide links if possible.

Have you ever participated in a fannish event (ie. IT Week, a fic Big Bang) or applied to be a part of a fanzine? If so, which ones, and can you please link them?

Without any form of bashing or lashing out, what is something you feel this fandom is missing?

First of all thank you so much for asking me!!! 8D It was a pleasure to answer all these questions. During this I got quite emotional (haha Stanpat, Eddie). It showed me again how much I love this 8DDD

( I apologize in advance for all misspellings and my sloppy English =_=)

If you had to pick one name/alias/moniker to go by, fandom-wide, what would it be?

Oh, what a start XD I'm not that into nicknames. Generally people using my first name to address me or my username which is mostly onyprince (in reference to a character from Hakuouki) ID Sometimes they say Oni or J(ay) (Nickname for my first name). Do as you wish (though I like ‘J’ the th most) 😉

Where, besides Tumblr, can people find you doing fannish things? (Obviously only mention sites and usernames you actually want to be found at. Don’t expose your secret identities on my account.)

Twitter. But everything I post there is also here. Feel free to follow my account, but you don’t have to. https://twitter.com/oniprince_

What other names have you gone by on these platforms, including Tumblr, if any?

Oniprince_ (Twitter) yeah… you see, I am pretty boring XDDD

When did you join the IT fandom? And what got you into fandom, to begin with?

Actually 23 years ago (haha I am old XD) When I was eleven I saw the miniseries with my cousins for the first time. The horror factor wasn't that important to me or maybe I didn't see it that way. It was more like an adventure story with an unfunny and nasty clown. A group of friends who had to endure an adventure. In any case, it entertained me well, even if I was not aware of some elements like that it’s a story about growing up, friendship, love and all these issues around becoming an adult XDD Then with 13 I read the book. It was a  new experience, and I loved every single word. Over the years I talked with friends and Kingsianer (XD) about it and read it for a second and a third time. At this point I could start a list with things I don’t like about the movies, but I’d rather mention on thing I really appreciate about them: they are a good opportunity for a new generation to explore this universe. Every adaption like the book itself is a reflection of a specific decade and what is more yeah… immortal, universal and diverse than a story about growing up. It was a discussion with a dear friend about book to movie adaptions some weeks ago that probably brought me back to this fandom

Nevertheless there are things from the book I would have loved to see in the movies. Let’s be honest at this point if you want to adapt such a brick of a book you simply have to cut some elements. You can’t please everyone

What are your favorite ships, or characters, if any, and why? What do they mean to you?

Ships:

Stanpat - orz q__q they are such a sweet couple and it is so heartbreaking, they never ever had a real chance to become parents. They would have been excellent parents. Imagine them on a beautiful summer day. They have a picnic with their children and Stan would watch birds with them. He would tell them all about the birds and keeps a journal about their observations with his kids

Reddie - Despite the constant teasing their realtionship seems like a natural, casual und easy thing from the start. And Eddie likes the nicknames. These secret names are like another identity. He can be someone else. They take care of each other. Their relationship is a deeper friendship that runs mostly on an emotional level and is sometimes expressed through small, physical gestures. The chemistry between them is indescribable. It is cute when 90s Eddie immediately starts to giggle as soon as Richie makes a dumb joke at their reunion. And thing about the little moments when Richie pokes Eddie and calls him cute. I am won’t quoting this one passage in the book that leaves much room for speculations, but there is no doubt their special bond is official. In any case, the decision to make Richie gay in the movies gave the ship another push. I don’t complain. I love it. Though I still think Eddie would have been a better option. There are already some scenes in the book which are like an invitation to speculate about his sexualityTheir chemistry is very obvious and believe me, there is nothing I would more appreciate than a happy end for them Q__Q

Benverly  „Your hair is winter fire

                   January embers

                  My heart burns there, too

This is one of sweetest things I have ever read in a book and that is all I need to explain why I love this ship.

Fav, Characters:  Hmm when I read „IT“ for the first time I had a crush on Bill. He ist the born leader and in my childish, pre-teen way found his stuttering cute. There is something about him that cast a spell on you. It is perfectly understandable that he was a role model and an inspiration for his friends – especially for Eddie. In my personal opinion book!Bill ist the best Bill.

Richie - I love this chaotic megane dude. He is this silly type who use jokes, pranks to protect himself. His voices are like safe heaven (the same goes for Bill, whose stuttering almost disappears, when he pretends tob e someone else). He hides himself and his insecurities behind them. It is a shame that he doesn’t know what an impact he had on his friends. Richie seems to never ever shut up and sometimes his trashmouth is still talking, when he better should be quite. And I am famous to fall for funny characters. He can lights up the mood immediately ( and OMG…. I love Harry Anderson in the miniseries. A real entertainer, BUT BILL HADER…. Bill Hader…just to make it clear BILL HADER  did such an amazing job. He rocked the movie and I still think, not just because I love this dude since over a decade, without him… the movie wouldn’t  have been so entertaining)

Eddie - He is in these abusive relationships. First with his mother, who keeps him small and makes him believe that he is weak. At the end her own fears of beeing left behind prevented her son from becoming a self-confident adult. Eddie always thought he is weak and fragile. Although he knows that he doesn’t need all this medication, his childhood experience were the reason for his coping-behavior as an adult – he still uses his inhaler. He married a woman who is like his mother. Mike's call was something of a turning point. Until this call Eddie could not overcome his fears and had to face them again as an adult. I can remember. While reading the book there were several moments of silence and I stopped reading and thought: poor Eddie.

Ultimately, his story is about a hero who surpasses himself, overcomes his fears and by sacrifice himself he protects what is most important to him - his friends. It just touched me. Eddie gave his life for his friends and I think you can say he's my favorite character. His death may be a tragedy, but it was necessary for his character arc. My theory is that Eddie represents someone who has lost track in his life and prefer to stick on old but unhealthy patterns.It is almost like Eddie stands for missed opportunities, but at the same time it is never to late to change something. He is a hero. There are so many things I would like to talk about, therefore I should start an own thread XDDD

Oh and Bev - I could always identify with her (not bc of abuse or domestic violence. My childhood was amazing). She is the only girl around the losers and I was the only girl in my  favourite clique too. We spent most of our time outside  - it was great. Of course I had other friends (female) as well, but with my boys… it was always special).. As you know as an adult she falls back in old patterns. Her husband is tyrannical man like her father. Again Mike’s call is a turning point.  Maybe the Benverly arc is the most satisfying. I was… I am very happy that Bev got her happy end.

Last but no least - I like Ben, Mike and Stan too. They have all there unique character treats and you sympathize with all of them. The Loser’s club is bunch of adorable idiots who just doing their best to become adults. I think it is normal that their friendship feels more intimate in the book – I highly recommand the book.

In what ways do you participate in fandom? (ex. Posting memes, reblogging/commenting on content, writing fanfic, making fanart, creating fanmixes, etc.)

Mostly fanarts, but recently I thought about posting my own theories and sharing my hcs and random stuff about the characters and the different relations.  

Do you have any in-fandom inspirations? Other members of the community that drive you? (And if you have the time/energy, in what ways do they inspire you?)

The fandom is full of amazing artists and writersand actually it would be a, but i want to name those who inspired me the most (mainly artists – hopefully I copied the links correcty):

https://tonyofthetrees.tumblr.com

https://meowsteryyy.tumblr.com

https://slashpalooza.tumblr.com/ ( you have to check out ‚Loose Ends‘)

https://coldcigarettes.tumblr.com

https://vvanini.tumblr.com/

https://eggocrumbs.tumblr.com

https://twitter.com/10_sgan

https://twitter.com/kasphacked

https://twitter.com/tac_nor

(oh.. the list got longer than expected IDDD)

Do you know this?

https://ragnarozzys.tumblr.com/post/189890790551/those-early-hours-after-a-sleepover-when-you-wake

Have you ever seen something as cozy and cute before I///D? – me neither XD

Trust me they are all worth a visit and I am sure most of us already know them 8D

Do you have any works of your own that you feel particularly proud of, or wish more people would’ve consumed? Please provide links if possible.

My art I provide on tumblr can be found here:

https://theoniprince.tumblr.com/tagged/myart

Honestly I like these the most:

https://theoniprince.tumblr.com/post/649446311120273408/my-first-reddie-sketch-now-scanned-the-quality

https://theoniprince.tumblr.com/post/649548606679007232/close-to-you-now-scanned-with-coloured

https://theoniprince.tumblr.com/post/650697175346593792/hammock-iconic-richie-is-reading-a-monthly

Have you ever participated in a fannish event (ie. IT Week, a fic Big Bang) or applied to be a part of a fanzine? If so, which ones, and can you please link them?

Oh… unfortunately I am not feelin‘ very confident about my own artworks. Sometims I have the feeling I am not creative enough and that my ideas are more or less boring. Nothing special ID Totally dumb – I know. As I mentioned before I came back lately to the fandom… I guess I missed many amazing IT weeks. I participated in some weeks/mainly shipweeks in other fandoms (Yakuza/Ryu ga Gotoku, FFXV) If I find an interesting annoucement I can imagine to participate in the future ; )

Without any form of bashing or lashing out, what is something you feel this fandom is missing?

In general… the fandom is really friendly – I hope so. Lately I have seen some salty comments on different stuff, topics… and well.. I have just an advice: life can be exhausting enough and time is always running. Don’t spend time on things you don’t like. Discussions can esclate quickly and worde can hurt too. So, just thing about before you jump in.

Thanks again! <3

(Special lil sketchy piece of art I did for this ask)

[retphienix]

It's been 6 years :)

On March 30th, 2015 I decided I wanted a gaming side blog. (so we're early, but shush, it's the month for me)

I didn't know what I'd use it for exactly, but I had ideas- something I always have even if most of them only get as far as daydreamin' or writing out before closing them :P

For proof on the lack of direction the blog initially had- the March 30th date is the anniversary of my first post, an in-depth and lengthy review of Dragon Warrior Monsters for the GBC.

If you know the blog then you know "Extremely long and in-depth reviews" aren't the norm around here. As a matter of fact, that first post is the ONLY one I've done!

The closest I've come to ever repeating that would be the (word of the day) Directionless video I put out on Hades to get a grip on the concept of making videos, but that wasn't nearly as much of a 'review' as that first post is.

Tangent, definitely planning on trying my hand at videos some more for the foreseeable future. Probably not gonna use the tagline Full Impressions that I tossed as a whim for the Hades video but yeah- I'm excited to try my hand at a few videos :) tangent over.

It didn't take me long to come up with what I'd like to do for the blog though :)

A few months later I liveblogged a challenge run of FFT where I used only Ramza- a solo run. - Which maybe only happened because I tried a nuzlocke run a year prior on my main account-

(Nuzlocke | FFT challenge run)

Thanks to that haphazard liveblog experiment I started to realize a couple things which became the primary motivators behind this blog.

1) I LOVE sharing experiences. No brainer, I'm sure, but being able to share my experiences, and compare them with others' experiences, and just that mutual sharing is uplifting and feels good to do.

2) Liveblogging is an EXCEPTIONAL motivator to buckle down and play all those games I said I'd play (cue everyone laughing because I'm still way behind and have an immeasurable backlog).

But I mean that, on both respects. I have plenty of motivators toward the blog today, but if I were to be concise it's pretty much "It's easier to beat games if I liveblog them- otherwise I get distracted and play other games" and "I love sharing experiences and thoughts with people about my favorite thing- games."

Since 2015 I've tackled around 70 games as full playthroughs, and an untold ton as one offs or just to ramble about for a bit.

I've had a lot of highlights over the years, and I don't talk much about it as an overall experience so I thought for the anniversary I'd try to do just that. Not everything- I can't say I have photographic memory that would bring all of it up without prompting after all :P But whatever comes to mind as I browse some of my old stuff- as well as some thoughts on what I'd like to see in the future.

It's gonna be a bit self-centric I assume as I type this preamble to it, so let me say outright that this blog wouldn't be half of what it is without all the people who've given it the time of day over the years.

From recommending games they love or appreciate, to comparing thoughts, to offering kind words for analysis I've done over the years, to pointing out when I'm dumb and misread a situation :P- to, yes, even the people who decided "Fuck this guy's ramble" and deleted my captions before reblogging my gifs way back during Hamtaro (Of COURSE I remember that! It's amusing lol).

This is better because of others, because of the interactions and the people I've gotten the chance to chat with or befriend. It's just a liveblog more or less, my own little bit of fun I toss out for myself if for anyone- so seeing others enjoy this or that from the work I put into sharing my experiences or thoughts is always a joy in itself :)

Anyway, onto selfishly rambling about some tidbits of the past :)

Also sorry but no, opted to not shove a ton of photos in, it does have a handful of links to old posts though :P

This'll be disorganized as heck as I'll add to it over time before I feel it's worth posting (or the tumblr post editor becomes a hassle and more or less forces me to).

First~

FFT Solo Ramza Challenge: Considering it was roughly the first thing this blog has done, it's also something that's stuck in my head a lot more clearly than most of the other stuff I've done to be honest lol.

In truth, this is partially because FFT is my favorite game, bar none. But it's also because the whole experience was pretty new to me. Prior to it I had really only done one self-imposed-challenge that wasn't requested by the game in some manner and that was a nuzlocke run of Blue version.

So adding a challenge to my favorite game was a fantastic experience!

Notes I just wanted to say today about that run: If anyone enjoys FFT I honestly recommend giving it a shot for the unique story it lends itself to. I do recommend skipping the rules until after the second battle but that's up to YOU to decide.

My first post on the subject is me complaining about spending 4 hours grinding out the second fight and, despite hyperbole being my natural state, that was NOT hyperbole.

It DID take 60~ restarts to beat. It DID take 4 hours. The reason is that that 2nd battle is RNG as HECK, you HAVE to have Delita do some meaningful actions, you HAVE to have the enemies miss and make poor plays, you damn near HAVE to crit a few instances to save yourself from taking too much damage.

It's a numbers game to the extreme, so I wouldn't fault anyone for 'cheating' and skipping the 2nd fight for the ruleset lol.

The memory that stands out the most for that run is actually isolated in a post in which Ramza (Purrick in this run) talks like a total badass as just ONE DUDE running into a room full of enemies. I just think on that as a great encapsulated view of what it was like. The run started off face grindingly difficult, but because FFT is a game that offers so much freedom to the player it was extremely easy to 'break' the game into making Purrick overpowered as hell.

That's something I love about some tactical RPGs, I love having the ability to play smart so that I can play stupid later on, and breaking the game into making him one shot god is certainly a good payoff for playing smart early on :P

RetQuick: I miss RetQuick, it was primarily a short experiment I did in 2015 where I'd play a game for a short span of time (REALLY short, like 10-20 minutes) and record that for the purpose of making gifs and saying a short piece on what I thought.

It's one of those formats where the purpose was pretty shallow- but had a reason. I wanted to try making some gifs with some tools that existed online, so I made an excuse to do just that.

I also wanted to play a TON of games, usually through emulation on my sister's PSP, and this let me do that.

These two minor goals came together and so I spent a while making RetQuicks which were honestly more fun to make than they had any right to be. I mean the gifs were tedious but the playing? The thought sharing? The end product ocassionally having more appeal than just a photoset? It was fun.

I'm thinking whenever I have trouble picking a game for the blog I'll revisit the format... sorta.

I already reused it for a short stint to show clips I had no plan on expanding into a playthrough, but that died as well as it was too similar to Tidbits posts (another tag I no longer really use).

My thought is to rebrand retquick as something of a tryout for what game comes next. Play a handful of my backlog games for an hour or so each and say some thoughts before saying which one I'll continue as the main game for that period of time.

Old Tag Stuff: One of those things that only sticks to me since I made the decisions but it's always funny for me to look back on my old posts because I was apprehensive as hell toward making my posts visible. The reason my early playthroughs on the My-Tags page are variants of Ret instead of just "The name of the game so people can find this post" is because I felt like a liveblog would just spam the tag to hell-

Something I don't remotely feel bad for doing anymore.

So I avoided getting any sort of spotlight for quite a while on the blog for little reason.

Why Retphienix?: This is just a dumb thought I wanted to share and I'm sure I've said before.

It stands for retro!

Yeah!

Ain't that dumb and also not a real shorthand? lol

I think I have some sort of deer in headlights anxiety towards naming things, I mean do you think I think Full Impressions is a good summation for a video? I don't. But perhaps that's overshadowed by the other inexperiences and anxiety driven decisions that had- doesn't matter.

Retphienix is Retphienix because I sat there in 2015 and thought "Well... what do I name an alt account?"

My main is Redphienix, which yes, is ALSO a terrible name AND is misspelled. But it's that because of sentimental reasons. As a kid I misspelled Redphoenix when making my gamertag (I knew how to spell Phoenix back then as well, I was too excited about xbox live and misspelled it) and it's become something of a sentimental misspelling.

So I wanted to make a mix on that for my game blog, but I had no idea what. In the end I thought "RetroPhienix? I don't know. Retphienix is closer to Redphienix. I'll do that" and so it was done.

And just like how Redphienix is both bad and misspelled but exists because of sentimental reasons- Retphienix has acquired the same 'flavor' in my eye lol.

Aspirations for the blog: I have no immediate ramp up plans or road map or whatever, and in truth I'll be happy if the blog stays just as it is forever- up until tumblr ends- I cry over lost posts- and I reopen it on another platform.

But I do have blurry half-considered daydreams that I'd like to see happen for the blog through some hard work or shifts on my part.

One is something I'm already doing kinda, hence my embarrassing means of bringing it up a lot lately. Videos- I want those. I wanna make some looks back on series people don't talk about that I enjoy, I want to make videos sharing my thoughts on games I beat for the blog (like what full impressions kinda was, but I don't think they'll have a unified name from here on out). Maybe retrospectives, but mostly when I think of making a video tied to retphienix or me in general it's me looking at a game that said something to me, and saying it louder with my own interpretations on it.

You know the kind, videos where they talk about a video game but not the whole thing- just a singular message they really heard loud and clear from it intentionally or not. I dig those and I know I end a lot of games having plenty to say that could be directed into such a format.

We'll see.

And I'm along for the ride on that one as well- currently I'm keeping my eyes on whatever is directly next, which happens to be "I plan on playing Omori, if it clicks as something to talk about I would like to take a shot at that in a video too!"

The other is that I'd like to build a small community. Wouldn't know the first thing on doing that in a modern sense, but just a little online friend group to chat with and play games together. Something that could open up multiplayer and coop experiences being better shared on the blog and would just in general expand my gaming to what it used to be back on the 360 when I had a large group to play with.

Since the 360 era ended I've pretty much closed off- stopped playing competitive games due to lack of interest- and slowed down to playing all games either solo, with randoms (and no mic usually), or with my cousin. It's a rare instance when I play with some good people like @gamesception or another friend of mine, John.

When I diverted from playing competitive games nonstop toward other genres I didn't intend to also cut out all my online gaming buds, it just kinda happened, and I never really put any effort into rectifying that.

So more or less I'd like to one day sit down and work on a discord server, and then buck up and put the leg work in to make some gamin' buds again, but that's such a vague concept anymore.

Sounds all sad and what not but it's more ambivalent, I made decisions that

changed how gaming worked for me after the 360 and this is just where it landed for better and worse- I'd just like to see if I can make it a little better :P

General things I think when I think retphienix: Honestly? I think of how much fun I've had over the years and how thankful I am to have had an outlet that encouraged me to explore more of the medium.

I REALLY love games. I went to college for games, I've written LEAGUES about games, I've played countless games, my childhood was games, my adult life is games- games games games yada yada yada.

So when I think of retphienix I think of how without it I probably wouldn't have explored a lot of the corners of gaming that I have.

I genuinely, and I mean this, might not have sat down and beaten FF7 for myself and would have considered the amount I played as a kid to be enough.

I might not have played Chrono Trigger yet, and I KNOW I wouldn't have played Chrono Cross, and I'm happy as hell to have played both of those. CT was a mind blowing moment for me that showed me just how good an RPG can be, and CC gave me miles to think of in terms of innovating an RPG and how beholden to the narrative a sequel should be (I don't feel CC should have been chrono at all lol).

I DEFINITELY wouldn't have given New Vegas another chance. And I know I'm a sourpuss on NV, I've been that way since I maxed my achievements on the 360 for it, but replaying it really did reveal to me how exceedingly negative I was being.

My memories had become "It's brown and a boring location >:(" and "The factions all suck and it doesn't do anything with the idea of bad factions >:(" and became "It's... a little brown guys, not a big fan of the area" and "They didn't do enough with exploring the gray factions" while adding "Wait. This is pretty damn fun. And 90% of the additions are stellar. And I forgot about Dead Money, my favorite dlc in any game ever with a story that tears at my heart every time I think of it, NV good actually?"

Faxanadu would have remained a cool game I saw on SSFF and not a game I played to the end and fell in love with the aesthetic feel it has!

Also that's a game I cheated like crazy on lol, I would do it again! Save state scumming games meant to be rudely difficult is only fair :P

I probably would have never sat down to play through Windwaker which was such a positive and uplifting experience that I now get the most relaxed and warm feeling in my heart when I see those blue waves.

There's so many experiences I would have left on the table in favor of like... putting more hours into a live service title or something.

Maybe, and no offense to my cousin or anyone else playing it, but maybe I'd be no-lifing World of Warcraft nonstop just stagnating my interest toward the skinner box mechanics of an MMO?

Some offense, actually but lightheartedly lol.

But beyond the entire games I've played for the blog, when I think retphienix I picture all the time making gifs, all those games I played on the PSP for short stints, buying a retron 5 to add to what I could explore and being stoked when they shipped a freebie box of old controllers to go with it, getting angry at the retron for being a Piece Of Shit lol, crying at the end of damn near every game with an emotional story because I'm a big emotional mess of a person who finds investing and crying at a story way too easy thanks to empathy pulls, oh!-

Getting excited whenever I found that I had a "*controversial*" opinion that no one would care about lol. Like the one that comes to mind is that I thoroughly believe that Dragon Ball Z II: Gekishin Freeza!! for the NES is WAY better than the fandom recognized and appreciated sequel/remake Dragon Ball Z: Legend of the Super Saiyan!

How many people do you hear talking about either game, let alone saying the NES game that is roughly half of the SNES remake is the better one :P But I stand by that! The SNES one is a remake of DBZ1 and 2 for the NES but it loses all the charm and some of the fun of the NES ones by being a lackluster SNES game!

lol

I admitted wholeheartedly that this post would be a lit-

little directionless (gotta love the new tumblr poster making me break sentences like that), but to sum things up.

It's been 6 years. It's been an untold amount of work to be honest- liveblogging a game, at least for me, hasn't been the easiest thing. It's a lot of thinking out my thoughts (heh), it's a lot of learning tools to make the capturing process possible, it's a lot of experimenting, it's a lot of writing and editing, and, well, sometimes it's just tough.

I mean I went to school for coding, not video editing, not writing, not image processing, not this or that- but this hobby has introduced a lot of things even if only at a VERY base level (I admit fully to using online alternatives to make gifs for instance).

I learned a lot about, well, a lot of things in order to use this blog to learn more about games- and all that work has become part of why I've loved all 6 years of this blog.

6 years of gaming, work, and you all- and it's been worth the investment :) Here's to many more and all of you whether you stumble upon this post or not- literally anyone who's interacted in these 6 years, thank you, and anyone who hasn't I offer you well wishes as well.

<3

[ryqoshay]

TA Followup: RPG Night

Followup Post for Tri-Arame: RPG Night

Author’s Note Continued: I actually started writing this scene about halfway through writing Change Overnight, because I had I finally gotten around to reading Setsu and Ayu’s Bond stories in SIFAS. Then I got sidetracked a bit and have now finally made it back.

So, I suppose some of the promised character details are in order. This absolutely will get long, so it’s going to have to go under the cut.

First off, though I don’t bring up much detail in this scene, more may come into play if I write other scenes like this, this takes place in a world created by the DM with whom I’ve played the most over the years. All of the in-game characters, and many, many others came into being because what was supposed to be a two paragraph character bio for a character I was to play in one of their D&D games, turned into a two page story. Then twenty. Then two hundred... New characters. New towns. New spells. New artifacts. New classes. And much more.

And then I stopped. I honestly don’t even remember why, as it certainly was not for the lack of ideas or notes or outlines for new scenes or the like. But the characters and their many stories have been gathering digital dust on my drives ever since.

I still think about them often, though. Quotes in movies and anime and such regularly make me consider what character might say them and in what circumstance. My headcanons for NicoMaki were shaped in part by what I already had planned for RyqoYoza. The reverse applies as well, as I translated one of Ooshima Tomo’s works into something that would work for RyqoYoza.

And maybe writing this scene will inspire me to write more of my D&D story. Who knows. But enough of that, you’re probably here more to learn about the new characters than to read my ramblings. Well, I will apologize in advance, as I may end up rambling a bit about them. To more easily locate a given character, I will bold their name at the start of their entry.

Also, the mercenary guild, of which all of the characters below are members, is known as Ryqo’s Roughnecks. Yes, those Roughnecks, from Starship Troopers, because I loved that movie, that’s really the only reason. I already had Ricochet as a character, so Rico’s Roughnecks was a quick and easy choice for when I wanted to register a guild in City of Heroes.

Ryqoshay, real name Rebecca Bouteillevoix, is a young girl who took over a mercenary guild after her parents were killed. Her father was raising her to take over the guild after him anyway, but she ended up doing so a lot sooner than either would have liked.

Her original nickname growing up was Ricochet as she was always “bouncing off the walls” with her high energy and neigh eternal optimism. It was also a joke referencing a typically undesirable outcome for archery, which was a strong interest for her. Upon her parents’ death, she took the first letter of each of their names, Yuri and Quentin, and misspelled her existing nickname to create her mercenary call sign; she kept the pronunciation for those who might wonder.

She matured a bit with the weight of running a mercenary guild, but still maintains much of her high energy and enthusiasm of her younger years.

Were I ever to get around to commissioning a picture of her, I would likely describe her general appearance as manga-version Nico for her stature, hair color and hair style, but with Setsuna’s face and eye color. Her outfits generally consist of dark purple and white, as those are her favorite colors.

Yozakura, real name Hakume Yaiba, (given name first for the sake of consistency) was hired by Ryqo’s parents as a bodyguard. As part of the payment, she was to be trained by Yuri, Ryqo’s mother, in the ways of the assassin.

She is the type of girl who takes her duties extremely seriously, to the point that after Yuri was killed and obviously could no longer fulfill her end of the contract, she insisted on renegotiation so as to continue to protect Ryqo. There were probably other reasons affecting her judgement at the time, but she has loyally  remained by Ryqo’s side for years.

As for appearance, though younger than Ryqo, she is taller; think Maki and Nico. She wears her blonde hair long and takes pride in braiding it intricately and securing it with an ornate pin given to her by Ryqo years ago. Her standard ninja outfit is grey with pink highlights as they are her favorite colors. For covert operations where stealth and deniability are crucial, she would dye her hair and use the Shiftweave function of her clothes to change her outfit. She would also wear something to change her natural blue eyes to something different.

Nullsilver Luna, real name only known to a precious few, is a young elven girl adopted by the Bouteillevoix family and has thus taken the role of Ryqo’s younger sister, despite being decades older than her.

After one to many of her experiments exploded, causing too much collateral damage and injury, Luna was exiled from her ancestrial home and ended up wandering the human kingdoms for years. Upon adoption into the Bouteillevoix family, Quentin, the leader of the Roughnecks at the time, hired her to be their artificer.

Her inventions still occasionally blow up, but the Roughnecks have proven far more tolerant of this than the elves in her homeland. The fact that she can better weaponize the effect nowadays may play into things.

As for her appearance, as mentioned in the scene, her hair occasionally changed color, because reasons. Same for her eyes. She’s been exposed to so many wild magics and artifice through out her life that things are no longer normal for her, or stable. The only consistent part of her wardrobe is an oversized white coat with multiple pockets that she has effectively turned into a bag of holding. She cares little for color or style and will thus wear whatever else is handy.

Also, her personality is not all that unlike Rina, so it was an easy fit to chose her to be played by Rina.

Recipere, often shortened to Rx, real name Rachel Ira Xaviera is a cleric who joined the Roughnecks in hopes that working with them might regain her favor with her deity.

Rx is the sole survivor of a border town caught between two warring kingdoms. When one of the generals of one said kingdom found soldiers from his enemy being treated alongside his own, he ordered the town razed. She went on to gather others disillusioned with the war and proceeded to go on Roaring Rampage of Revenge (trope!) against the general. In doing so, she may have gone a bit overboard and lost her connection with her deity.

After some wandering, she came across a wounded Ryqo and Yoza who had just escaped the massacre that took the lives of Yuri and Quentin, and healed them with magics to which she had thought she had lost access. For reasons not entirely known to her, joining the Roughnecks has reinstated her standing with her deity and allowed her to be a cleric once again.

Rx wears her blonde hair short and neat, under a bandana or some other head covering. As her deity is that of the sun, she leans towards using yellow, gold and white in her outfits.

Lady Sanguine, real name Vivian Sexton, is a woman who was raised in a village of barbarians despite not belonging to any of their bloodlines. She is the child of the unlikely pairing of a healer and a necromancer, the former of whom gave her up to the village to keep her hidden and safe from the latter.

The traumatic experience of having to kill her fiance to protect the village from his betrayal caused something to split in her mind. Specifically, her bloodlust gained its own personality and voice within her mind and gave itself the name Sanguine. Sanguine is also responsible for Vivian’s barbarian rage.

Vivian left the village after the death of her fiance by her own hands and wandered for a while before coming across the Roughnecks. She joins the guild and earns the call sign Lady Sanguine because Ryqo thought it fit her. However, once Sanguine became known, most in the guild started using Vivian’s given name to reduce confusion over who was in charge at a given time.

Vivian has blood red hair and vivid green eyes. (yes, yes, totally original, I know.) As of version 3.5e, she wore blood red armor, but if I ever get around to translating her into 5e, that may change since the class now seems to get a bonus for forgoing armor.

So yeah, that’s about as short an intro as I can give for these women. I could easily write pages for each, but I started this whole post a bit later than intended and I’m rapidly running out of time to sleep. Anyway, thank you to anyone who’s actually read this far. But I should probably write at least a tiny bit about players and character assignments.

Yuu playing Ryqo was an easy choice. They’re both high energy cheerful genki girls. They both have dark hair that they keep in twintails, though Ryqo doesn’t dye her tips green. And as Ryqo is the leader of the guild and Yuu is the idol club president, that was yet another match.

Ayumu got Yoza as they are both childhood friends with their respective counterparts, Yuu and Ryqo. They do have a few personality differences, e.g. Yoza would probably be a better match with Maki, but she’s not playing this game. But they’re both diligent and loyal, so I think things will work out.

Rina was an easy fit for Luna. They’re both tinkerers with their world’s respective tech. They’re both emotionally challenged, so to speak, though I hadn’t considered emotively challenged for Luna; now I am.

With need of a tankier character for the group, I recruited Vivian and originally assigned her to Ai as I believed her energetic personality could keep up with a rowdy barbarian. And of course the punny name played a role in the decision as well, as did the fact that I already had Rina as a player.

Shizuku needed to be brought in because not only is she an aspiring actress, she expressed interest in playing a TTRPG hosted by Setsuna in Setsu’s bond story. The team needed a healer, so so got Rx. I figured any mismatch in personalities could be made up for by Shizu’s acting ability.

Then Shizu’s anime episode dropped. The inner dialogue between black and white resonated with me and the stuff I’d written between Sanguine and Vivian. I realized I needed to reassign things.

Thus, Shizu is now playing a barbarian with a split personality and Ai is playing the healer. I’m using the excuse that Ai takes pleasure in helping clubs succeed by filling whatever role is necessary, so to help this game she is taking up the mantle of healer to help ensure the game’s success.

And there we have it, probably the longest set of Author’s Notes I’ve ever written... deities help me if I ever do something like this in one sitting again.

[laufire]

3, 17, 19

Do you prefer canonverse or AUs? 

Canonverse all the way. Specifically canon-divergence AUs, they’re my niche area, for both reading and writing (post-canon stories too, in some cases, where the ending still feels ~full of possibilities~ lol).

I can enjoy a good AU, especially if it’s a cleverly done fusions where the writer manages to adapt the characters in a new setting in a way that feels GENIUS --which is something I hope to inspire in my readers someday lol--; but at the end of the day, if I feel that “itch” to seek out fic, it’s because I want more of canon, because I’m interested in the canonverse itself.

And of course, it depends on the types of AU. I tend to abhor Modern AUs, No Powers AU, Soulmate AUs... among a few others xD. I’m more into fusion AUs, like I said (I’m especially into the idea of weird sci-fi fusions and I wish we saw more of them, instead of your four or five most typical AUs over and over --Pacific Rim etc. Yes, I wrote a PR fusion once myself, but that was different, shh xDD).

Describe a fic that is still in the ‘ideas’ stage.

I mentioned the only one that’s solely in the ideas stage here (it’s Silverdoon h/c and bound to be canon-compliant...).

The previous one only has a few lines written down as to not forget them and the barest of premises. Somehow I didn’t make the connection yet because only now I reached the specific episode where it’s mentioned, but I think it was inspired by randomly rewatching Elementary episodes xD.

It is, ofc, a Black Sails WIP smh. Post-series. The premise if Silver using his Villain Reputation (no this is not me pocking fun at certain section of the fandom why do you ask xDD) for his own agenda, with the cliché of “you can’t touch my antagonists, they’re MINE, I decide what’s done to them” (so Moriarty with Joan and Sherlock = Silver with Flint and Madi lmao). Then obviously Flint and Madi are captured, somehow. I hadn’t joined all the dots yet, I just pictured the “they’re MINE” in my head and ran away with it lol.

What’s your favorite character headcanon?

One favourite headcanon narrows the search too much xD

Either way, I tend to be awful at thinking up headcanons unless is specifically for writing purposes --as in, in the exact moment I’m writing a fic. That’s when they come to me with ease lol.

There’s also the fact that I am adamant about some headcanons (i.e. my “Silver escaped a cult as a child” one xD), while others vary from fic to fic and I prefer to wipe the slate clean, so to speak (i.e. even if it’s not something I might explicitly put down in writing For Reasons -if it’s from someone else’s POV, he wouldn’t reveal them; if it’s from his own POV, even in his own head he’d avoid thinking directly about the matter), I alternate between imagining Silver as an only child or as having siblings, growing with only one parent or orphaned, etc. etc.).

I’ve also noticed that I’m often inspired by other canons without realizing it sometimes --like, my headcanons about Max’s mother are heavily influenced by Underground’s Ernestine, for example.

To go with a non-BS answer for once xD: it is canon that Murphy is a literature nerd (he’s casually quoted Shakespeare, referenced Moby Dick or LoTR... I find it lowkey hilarious because it’s clearly an impulse of giving him some classic intelligence --paired with his superior Street Smarts; they even have him randomly play chess against the villain this season lmfao. I find chess boring af but I’m here for how it’s been used to call Emori (for Murphy) or Indra (for the villain xD) Queens lol--, when in the pilot they had him misspell the word “die” xD. The soft-retcon is interesting for the Doylist changes it signals, IMO. Someone has explained it away as him listening to audiobooks --in prison, I imagine lol--, which I like), but personally I’ve always headcanoned he’d be a huge fan of heist movies.

[tuckeefox]

Now What to Do?

Let's see if this works right? It's actually pretty amazing that I can actually type on my phone from a keyboard. This means that I can actually Blog and not have to worry about fat fingering the keys or misspelling something, for the most part. Maybe this can be a whole new world for me. So what does a person actually Blog about? I am not comfortable enough to give your the juicy gossip in my life, but I know people feed on drama and struggle. Maybe Tao would be a good direction to talk about. I seem to be getting into the Tao more and more. It's not a religion, but a way. Tao means the way. I've been big into self-help and inspirational reading as of late, but the Tao Te Ching and The Art of war always seem to bring me back. Not really. Maybe later., How about my inability to actually come up with something funny, useful, entertaining... Seems I haver no muse and no direction. I feel that I have ample ability, but limited time. You know what?!? Fuck it. I say that the two are tied together. I also say that achieving my goals have left me with a sense of accomplished-self-righteousness. I have been able to purchase all my childhood goals and have not had to earn them through the discipline. That doesn't mean that I am bitter in anyway, but it can take the fun out of it. However, this is because my first love and hobby decided to blossom into a beautifully. However, I do have to tend to her as she has withered on me prior. Enough there. I always wanted to be a photographer / special effects videographer. Always was interested in woodworking from Norm Abrham. But rather than paying my dues in those verticals, as I had with my original business, I bought in with the best gear and no idea. Little bit sad, but everything has basically became a collection of cool lights and buttons that do things that no one understands. Today it's a vlog, tomorrow a documentary, at the moment - its evidently a blog or journal. point is that I feel as though I purchased my station in many realms versus earning it. In the mean time, I learn how to use the equipment to the best, but I still sit and am stuck with what to put on that track. Why is it so hard for me to be inspired? I used to play music, was in a band, live a pretty interesting life, outside of a normal home life... I travel, I see things, meet people, but where do you begin? If this was a business adventure, I'd have a 100 page plan in your hand in about an hour. Am I not interested in the music or art as much as I thought, or intended? Am I actually attracted to the glow of a mixing board as a moth to a flame, but simply find rest in the trees; never fully satisfied? I am not sure if am being greedy as I mentioned prior. I have enough, for now, but will need more to enact my plans. There is always something on the horizon with me. Something just out of my reach that you cannot see. Why not notes? I can make other things just "materialize" or have intuition enough to make you ask if I am actually psychic. Cool party tricks, but they take years of practice and study. It has made me skilled, though, in my field. I am not in it for advertising or being some influencer. I just want to be a cool person you want to know or see what I'm doing next. I'm not looking to make stuff for the ability to build a personality around the lifestyle of "selling out". Doesn't mean I would turn something juicy down, but it is purely for the art. So again, with endless direction, ability, and tools, where am I to focus my attention and look for that thing that I want to always write about, or think about? Especially when It's about balance sheets and driving long distances. I have a trip that will take 8 hours total and 30 minutes of it are actually work. I've had many false starts and ideas that I quickly lost interest in, but I know media of ALL types is what I want to be in (aside from my first love and business). I want to use it to grow my core business and my personal brand (I know that I said brand, but the only thing I am trying to sell is myself). I've tried to make videos about my business, but it winds up being me in a hurry because I need to get the job done  and not hold up the line. Went hiking! Once... Do have kids, but I don't know if I wanna put them on here, or really show you how my wife's and mine's personal life is. How many times can you hook up a stereo? And to be honest, didn't big subwoofers go out in like, 1998? Still get the occasional request for a system, but they're almost always my age,. LoL To each their own! At the end of the day, am I really producing art 24/7 and just not taking the time to capture it? There's always my children smiling in the sunbeams of the midfall season. Cool yet warm wind blowing the curtains, just right. But... again, that's personal. I've tried the posting to groups, but everyone there is going for the same thing and it becomes a pit of trolls. I became a woodworker, but the drama to get to the actual woodworking part was the real story. Again, that is personal, though. I would love to show you how to run a business, but I don't want competition. Travel is out as I have many children and my wife prefers they stay near. Could you imagine the cost to send 5 people on a plane? These 'side stories' are, I feel, the real story that people would want to see and is relatable, but I'm not ready to open up that much out the gate. Where's the mystery? This leaves music and making a business out of the actual A/V equipment. Maybe that's it. I can make a business out of it and actually document it? That would be awesome! I have no skin in that game and the realness of paying my dues would be awesome to see. I think that might just be it, Jim?!? Could you have just helped me? My real interests are making money, but as if you were collecting all the coins in Mario, not so much as a status symbol. So the money that is made could be a point system. The first goal would be that the equipment needs to pay for itself. I would be able to show many of the processes while protecting my core business and home world. That's the only way that I will, but not actually sell out. This is freaking awesome!!! Thanks for reading!!! I have finally figured out what it is that I would like to do that depends on no one, but myself. Whether I win or Fail miserably, It will make for a great story. All of my interests of writing music can be applied and all of my knowledge of equipment hookup and operation can be displayed. I can fulfill my wants of making art and present my actual self. It's time to get started I have a lot to do to put this together. I hope to write more as I go through this journey. There is much preparation and planning. I will show how to plan for a business, build a business and report on how its going. I already have a core business, so I will start out as my first client for experience in the field.

[tlbodine]

How to Love Revision

A lot of you lovely folks are doing Nanowrimo right now. 

Which means that, in a few weeks, you will have a steaming pile of pages. A rough draft. A word-baby, if you will. And you might, at some point, want to turn that messy jumble into a real book, perhaps something to send to a publisher or publish yourself or just share with people. 

I see a lot of writing advice about finishing first drafts -- and a whole lot of it is in the vein of “Just write it! Fix it in post! Finished is better than perfect!” which is great advice for pushing through, but does tend to leave future-you -- the editor you-- with problems. 

Lucky for you, I happen to love editing (really! it’s my favorite part!) so I am here to give you some advice on how to turn those pages into a proper story without ripping all of your hair out or screaming into the void (but if you need to scream, it’s OK, I won’t judge you.) 

First Off: Credit Where It’s Due 

My current revision process draws heavily from Holly Lisle’s One-Pass Revision technique: https://hollylisle.com/one-pass-manuscript-revision-from-first-draft-to-last-in-one-cycle/

Her writing guides are golden, and I heartily recommend reading them all, starting with that one up there. 

I don’t do one-pass revisions, but her ethos really helped me. Before I found her advice, I would get caught in the endless revise/rewrite cycle. I was going through 9+ drafts of every story and it kept morphing into something new and sprouting new problems, hydra-style, every time I tried to redo it. So nothing was ever finished, nothing was ever satisfying, and I hated it. 

So I found a better way! And it freed me! I’ve written six books since then, four of them published (one Wattpad-exclusive) and I learned to look forward to the second draft. 

So how does this magic work? Let me show you! 

Step One: Put the Damn Thing Away 

Editing requires intellectual and emotional distance. So finish your story, and set it aside for a while. Stop thinking about it. Actively put it out of your mind. Work on something else for a while. Read a book. Catch up on all the TV you missed. Whatever. The point is -- you don’t want to come back to revise your story until you can look at it with fresh eyes. 

How long this will take depends on you, of course. It’s a very personal thing. It could be weeks. It could be months. For me, a good guideline is to wait until I can no longer quote whole passages from memory. 

Now then. Let’s do some triage. 

Before you can start editing, you need to know your goals. If you’re a planner, this might be easy because you have an outline you can compare against. If you’re a discovery writer like me, well, this is the time to figure out what exactly it is that you discovered. Grab a notebook (or a notepad file, if you’re a digital native) and follow this process: 

Write a one-sentence elevator pitch that roughly encapsulates the concept of the story. It doesn’t have to be pretty -- you’re not showing this to anyone but yourself -- but it does have to be honest. My one-sentence pitch for River of Souls was “Self-aware zombies struggle for equal rights, but the medication they rely on to retain their humanity doesn’t work as advertised.” My pitch for The Hound was “Lesbian thrift shop owners invite the devil into their home after buying a cursed taxidermied dog.” 

Write down your theme(s). In the draft, themes might take the form of questions. In this draft, you’ll want some answers. What do you want the reader to feel when they’re done? What is the message you’re trying to tell? When I wrote Nezumi’s Children, I knew it was a story about religion -- “What should we put our faith into?” In the end, I decided the answer was, “We should put our faith in each other.” That dictated the ending. (I also wanted to be careful not to inadvertently support abandoning your pets -- so I couldn’t let the rats be happily feral at the end. A happy ending for them meant being owned and cared for). 

Write a 250-word synopsis of the story. Again, it doesn’t have to be pretty. It just has to introduce the characters, the world, and the general shape of the story arc -- the inciting incident, the escalating stakes, and how the character changed at the end. 

You may find that you struggle with this part, and that is totally find (and honestly to be expected). You may discover, for example, that your character doesn’t actually change, or that there isn’t a core conflict. That’s okay! That’s what you’re here to fix! I have absolutely, definitely written a book and then discovered 80,000 words later that it didn’t have a plot. It’s OK though, because you’ll fix that problem in the next step. 

If you do indeed have a plot and escalating stakes and characters who go through developmental arcs, you’re ahead of the game. Now you’ve got the skeleton of an elevator pitch and the makings of a query letter (or a jacket blurb). 

Next: Map Out Everything 

When I was in elementary school, I had to start writing my first essays. I was supposed to make an outline, then write the paper to follow the outline. I wasn’t very good at doing it that way, so instead I would write the paper, then hastily draw up the outline to match what I said. Oops. Nothing has changed, honestly. 

With your trusty notebook (or blank text document), compile the following: 

Write out a list of scenes. Just a couple words describing the events of what happens. Now - are all of those scenes necessary? Are any redundant? Do you need to add foreshadowing or establish something earlier in the story to make sense of it? Are the scenes in the wrong order? Does every scene do some work to advance the plot, deepen the character, flesh out the world? Does the ending resonate with the theme? Re-write the scene list in the correct order, with scenes added or removed as necessary to tell the proper story. Now your scene list is a handy dandy roadmap/outline for your revision! 

List out all of the characters in the story. Write down their role in the story. Does every major character have a goal? Do motivations make sense? Does each one change in some way during the story? Are all of your walk-on roles necessary? Are there characters who don’t really do much, and could you combine them?

Fixing plot holes on your scene list is a lot easier than fixing them in the manuscript itself. Keep tweaking your scenes until the story feels like it works. Make sure there’s a logical flow between events -- cause and effect, escalating stakes. Consult structure guides like the Hero’s Journey or the Three-Act Structure if you need some help with your plot. 

Here’s a part that’s really important so it’s going in all caps: THE SCENE LIST IS FINAL. Make all the adjustments you need to the plot while you do the scene list, but do not -- DO NOT -- deviate from the story once you move on to the next step. You don’t stop modifying your scene list until you’re happy with the story, and once you’re happy, THAT is the story you’re writing. Get new ideas for things that can happen? Great, save ‘em for the next book. 

Now Roll Your Sleeves Up And Get Dirty 

Some people like to print their manuscript off and do edits in pen, but I don’t have reliable printer access most of the time and hate wasting paper. So instead, I pull up the rough draft and adjust it so it takes up one half of my monitor. Then I pull up a fresh, empty file and put that on the other half of the screen. 

Now, using my scene list as a guide, I pull up the rough draft and rewrite it, scene by scene. Yes, that means re-typing every word. You’ll find that when you do this, you’ll fix a lot of language mistakes without even realizing it. I’m an under-writer, so my drafts usually double in length during this process because I spend more time lingering on sensory details, adding scenes, teasing out character dynamics, etc. etc. etc. Just let yourself go, get immersed into the scene. If you forget what you were doing, just refer back to your outline and original draft to get back on track. 

I find this process works best if you can do it quickly. Try not to let the story get cold. Ideally, work on this every single day, or even set aside a long weekend to just hammer it all out. 

Finally: Make a Second Pass 

Now that you’ve got a second draft under your belt, it’s time to celebrate! Set the book aside. If you have beta readers or an editor, now is the time to send this to them. Hang out for a bit. Figure out who you’re querying, if you’re doing that. Find a kick-ass cover, if you’re self-publishing. Build yourself a Lego mansion. Whatever. Just sit on your draft for a little bit. 

Now that a couple weeks have passed, it’s time to make a final pass. Gather all of the feedback you’ve gotten from beta readers and editors and decide what advice you should take and what you can ignore. Here’s a guideline: If someone says something and you think, “oh, yeah! that’s exactly it!” then you take the suggestion. If they say something and you think “uh, well, no, that’s not really the story I was trying to write....” or something similar, you can ignore the feedback. Good feedback will always feel true in the “duh, why didn’t I think of that” way. 

Open up your new draft and, starting at page one, just read the damn thing. Make adjustments to the writing as necessary: 

Correct any misspellings and typos you come across. 

Eliminate weak words and phrases and replace them with stronger ones. 

Add some variation to sentence structure if you notice that it’s become repetitive. 

Eliminate redundancy. Fix your metaphors. Fix your symbolism. Keep your poetic language on-theme. In The Hound, I replaced a ton of random metaphors with dog imagery. It’s subtle, but it lends thematic cohesion. 

Some people use things like Grammarly or Hemmingway App to help with this. I’ve never used them, so I can’t speak to their effectiveness. But if you find that they help, awesome! Use them! 

Here’s a really important point: This step can ONLY come AFTER the rewriting stage. There is no point at all in tweaking sentences and fixing up the language in a story that has no plot. Fix your structural issues FIRST, and be sure they are AIR TIGHT, before you start dicking around with the words. Ok? Ok. (Someone go back in time 15 years and tell this to young me please) 

And now...you are done! 

Spend some time tweaking your elevator pitch and query letter at this point, if necessary. But no matter what, you do not go back into this document and change ANYTHING unless an editor tells you to. The book is DONE. Maybe give it a final proofread before you self-publish it (but honestly, you’re better off hiring someone to do it at that point, you’re going to be too zorched to notice the typos you missed) but otherwise don’t touch it. Don’t think about it. Write the next book. 

And that’s it! That’s my mostly painless revision process! 

Obviously every person is different, your mileage may vary, etc. But I hope this serves as a helpful jumping off point. I am more than happy to answer any questions or provide clarification on things -- just drop me a line :) 

[iknowwhatthatis]

to mirror my putunia post: i think millie might be a parallel to kamal?

(b4 any1 says anything, im aware this is a slight stretch and probably not intentional, but i still find analyzing this kinda thing RLY fun, even if its ultimately not true)

so as my putunia post said, im pretty sure theres a heavy tie between habit and putunia, even outside of her website review. as i said in the title of this post, i think millie might be a parallel to kamal. 

for one, both kamal and habit r very obviously heavily tied together as per the plot of smile for me. putunia also happens to be heavily tied to millie, be it in the endings or both talking fondly of each other and like theyre good friends. 

these two are tied together very heavily outside of any other character in relation to millie or putunia. (putunia and millie are even the first characters to be shown in the credits, and are destroying a carla, which would in itself slightly tie the two to habit, as none of the other credits from my memory pertrain to things in the habitat, tho this might be even more of a stretch)

millie and kamal both also have parallels in terms of design as well, both having the almost exact same type of pants and millies skin color matching the color on kamals shirt, though that might be just a style thing

however! this isnt the biggest tie between the two! as many people have begun to be aware of, kamals name means ‘lily,’ tying him to habit with both the motif of flowers and being the name of the flower he grew as a child

to slightly jump topics real quick, millies last name is very obvious in meaning. of course not everyones names are meaningful, but its probably a good idea to still look into them! now most peoples names are misspellings of real names (mirphy being murphy, putunia being petunia, etc) and shortenings of real names (marv being marvin, nat being natalie, etc), among other things. 

at face value millies name is just normal, which wouldnt be too out of place considering that trevor and randy havev normal names. millie can also be a shortened version of multiple different names, and generally doesnt have much of a significant meaning in terms of her character, making it harder to really tell if the name is meaningful

HOWEVER!! there is a specific word that wouldnt be unsurprising for millies name to be a shortening+mispelling of, considering the pronunciation of the word itself: 

not only would this give millies name a flower motif, but this would also tie her and kamal together in terms of having names tied to flowers (as is putunia, but thats likely just due to her tie to habit)

in general, itd be fitting to have her tied to kamal (and as a result, habit) as shes the character who gives the player the erythronium seed, and cheering her up is the only way you can gain access to a flower incredibly important to habit. of course, this could just be a flat out requirement, as jerafina doesnt really seem to be TOO tied to habit (though, she does have a lot of ties now that i think abt it, but ill mention that in a diff post if i think of anything), but much like how putunia giving the player the boxing glove helps cause the bad ending, millie giving the player the erythronium seed helps cause the good ending. 

(it may be important to note that boths demeanors directly contradict that of the ending- putunia constantly talks abt heroes but is the key to the bad ending whereas millie, who constantly talks down to fk and is generally rude, gives the player the key to the good ending. i may be looking to much into this, but i think that means something important but i have no clue how id put it into words. its probably related to there being a tie between the characters. maybe its tied to kamal showing up in all bad endings, which would require not fully using the item given millie gives you. again, thats a pretty big stretch)

it probably important to mention that having millie be the first character to properly introduce the character to the theme of teeth ingame

overall, while its nowhere near confirmed and is something of a stretch, millie+putunia seem to be parallels to kamal+habit, being something of a healthier version of the two