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#thats another thing i feel like i come across old internet friends on here sometimes on tumblr and im just like oh i remember you but
n0ct0urn1quet · 1 year
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god. i hate socializing and i hate talking to people . why cant i just look at someone i wanna be friends with and go hey ur cool let's be friends now
#i need . Friends. Desperately#but also i hate. HATE talkikign to people because i never have like. naything to talk about. ever#im in a gc with like ~7 other ppl who i was irl friends with at one point#and GOD. i wanna talk to all of them again#one of them reached out to me a while back n she and i talked but i just didnt. know. what to say#i am so used to talking to my gf and my best friend who ive known for several YEARS that when i try to talk to someone new#or someone i havent spoken to in a while im just like . okay. i have to act normal and not weird#i cant keysmash in response to everything they say i actually have to say WORDS. or else theyll be like . huh#and then it gets to a point where im just like ogh i dont know what eo even say anymore but i wanna keep this conversation Going#but then i just dont . say anything. and they dont say anything. and we go silent again for another couple months#recently lso i noticed one of my old old internet friends started being online on discord again#and i wa lsike oh my gOD its THEM!!!!!! i havent talked to them in like. 2 ish years? maybe longer?#but. idk. i didnt reach out to them. bc i was like. what if they dont remember me#thats another thing i feel like i come across old internet friends on here sometimes on tumblr and im just like oh i remember you but#ive switched accounts and changed usernames so many different times that im just like. oh. you probably dont remember me#and even if i told you who i was. that i was so-and-so from 4 years ago. you wouldn't remember me. so oh well!!!!!#so now im just . sitting here <33 i want friends but making them is hard and keeping them is even harder . dies
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toshisae · 5 years
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call me baby
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summary: in which chenle gives you the entire world in exchange for some love
genre: crack, fluff and another pinch of angst 
theme: ceo!chenle (sugardaddy au but without the sexy shit its just he buys you things in exchange for you loving him ok? ok) 
word count: 2.8k
author’s note: HIIIII ITS BEEN A LONG ASS TIME SINCE I WROTE SOMETHING SO HERES THIS also theres no sexy time unless the sexy time u want is going on an endless shopping spree then this fic is for u!! its just another crack idea i had lol and this is just to get rid of writers block or smth despite having this in my drafts for the longest time
you know how people say not to chat with random strangers from the internet?
because it’s terrifying and shit??
well you never listened 
here you are on a friday night on your phone
looking for some 40 year olds to troll
on this sugar daddy app you randomly found one day
not like you needed money or whatever
you lived with your brother jaemin who’s a doctor
so i guess you could say u’re: $$$$
and it’s just that you have nothing to do
what’t the worst that could happen right?
ding!
your phone vibrates in your hand
it looks like you’ve matched with your designated sugar daddy
“congratulations! you’ve matched with 6chittaphon9”
you looked at his profile and saw that he’s a 23 year old dancer
not up for it, you swiped left
“give me the good shit bro” - you tell the phone
you clicked the globe icon on the bottom of the screen
it switched you to a radar where it scans for possible sugardaddies who use the app
a little later your phone dings again
“congratulations! you’ve matched with zhong$”
and when you clicked on his profile,,
you let out a big big gasp 
he’s a 18 year old ..
looking for.. sugar babies??
if you were drinking something then you would’ve spat out that liquid real quick
you swiped to the right and sent this dude a message
“hi”
ok so chenle right
chenle is the youngest billionaire in the world
bye kylie jenner oof
after his father’s passing, his company, zhongs inc. was in his hands
his father’s last wish was to have chenle get married at a young age
but chenle obviously didn’t like that idea
he wanted to experience a normal teenage life where he parties, drinks, date some random girls or whatever a pesky teenager does
so he found himself downloading a sugarbaby app
also just for the lolz like c’mon this is chenle the king of clownery
the c in chenle means clownery wbk
he had the money, the looks, almost anything you need for a man
so he quickly made his account
and not a minute later he already matched with someone named ‘<y/n3’
he sees that this y/n person already sent him a message
so obviously he replies
“hello”
you: asl?
chenle: 17 / m / seoul; u?
you: same except im a female
chenle: well ain’t that obvious
on the outside you bursted out laughing
you: ok capt. crunch so would you like telling me your name or is it confidential
chenle: i mean, i guess its kinda confidential but the company wont know anyway but im zhong chenle 
you: ????? are u important or sumn
chenle couldn’t believe his eyes
chenle: um.. im ZHONG chenle
you: whats so special with your name
chenle was actually quite glad you dont know about his name or his background
chenle: nothing so wyd
it didn’t take awhile for you two to get along 
since you two had the same type of humor and age
you: why are you on this app tho if you are “young and rich”
chenle: i could ask you the same question
you: its friday my dude and im bored 
chenle: well,,,,,,,,,,, idk my friend recommended it to me
you: you’re friends with a bunch of old people?
chenle: nO I MEAN YES?? I MEAN NO 
you: ... are u fucking with me
chenle: no i’m not fucking with you, im talking to u :D 
in the end chenle asks you if it was okay that he’ll send you some money for fun
chenle: yk this app is about sugardaddies looking for sugarbabies right so lets make the most of it and give me your paypal or venmo and ill send you some cash for talking to me <3 
you: wtf chenle no its fine!!! i had lots of fun talking to you and this app is just a whole ass joke but im glad i met a new friend here but its okay dont send me some money !!!!!
chenle: nooo think of it like i’m treating you out for some dinner so please allow me 
you: still ! i wont let you,, till i get to see you so i know youre not some 40 year old i still think you are
chenle: how many times do i have to tell you im really 18 years old ffs but sure, when are you free?
on the inside youre just like: ASJDHJHDUIADHASJKDAHAHD WHAT THE FUCK
you: uhh i have school so i’m always busy hehehe
chenle: then i’ll see you in your school, what school do you go to?
this kid doesnt know when to give up
you: hhhhhhh i guess then i’m free tomorrow 
chenle: GREAT! I’LL SEE YOU ON HONGDAE here’s my number boo
and there you have it
your first unofficial meet up with zhong chenle himself
you were too much in thought about meeting him you didnt even notice jaemin standing there with pizza in his hands
“what are you staring at sis?” - jaems
“uh nothing” you snatched the pizza from his hands
fast forward to tomorrow
you were getting nervous to meet chenle
“hey where are you going?” jaemin takes a peek of you in your room
can he stop scaring you like that
“going out” - u 
“going where?” - jaems
“hongdae”
“cuteee do you have a date today?” he wiggles his eyebrows at you
“no-”
“are you going out with that pizza delivery boy?!” jaemin suddenly gushes
“jeno?” you ask him
“yeah that one” - jaemin
“no, i’m just gonna go shopping” you brush him off
jaemin shrugs and gives you some pocket money to spend
“be safe and have fun” he closes the door of your room
after safely arriving in hongdae, you sat somewhere thats not that crowded
who knows if this chenle person is famous right
so there you were waiting for him to text you or something
and just like that, your phone rings
it was an unknown number
but you answer anyway
“hello this is chenle, may i ask if you are in gongcha right now?” 
you looked around the people who’s passing by hoping to see someone fancy looking holding their phones
suddenly someone stops right in front of you
“found you” 
with that, chenle hangs up and sits across the table from you
“hi, i’m chenle” he gives his hand out for you to shake
and man, you were shookt
he looks like an ordinary teenager 
or a hypebeast for this occasion 
“o-oh .. h-hello” you bow
chenle suddenly laughs at your reaction 
his laugh is beautiful 
“don’t be nervous baby, i mean no harm” he smiles
his smile that totally made your heart melt
“how could i not? you’re the youngest billionaire out here” you gushed
chenle shushes you after the billionaire part
“sorry about that, it’s just i don’t like it when people tell me that” he tells you casually
ok humble king
“have you ordered yet? if not let’s order right now, on me” he grabs his wallet from his pocket and heads inside gongcha
after taking your orders, you two sat outside again with your drinks
“so y/n.. tell me about yourself” chenle takes a sip of his drink
“well, like i told you last night, i’m a student in college and i live with my brother who’s a doctor and that’s about it.. what about you, mr. zhong” you giggled
“first of all, don’t call me mr. zhong. you can call me lele instead and i love music and i like to play the piano and sometimes i sing” he shares, showing off his pearly whites
and after some many more conversations with him, he finally asks you an important question
“ok last question” he laughs, “i know it’s kinda weird but i really like your company and i know we met through a sugar daddy/sugar baby app but would you like.. stay with me..?” he asks cautiously
you stared at him with wide eyes
“i’ll pay for everything you want.. just,, stay or keep me company..?”
you kept quiet, just in shock on what just happened
“it’s okay if you don’t want to, just forget that i asked” he laughs awkwardly
“no it’s okay, i’ll keep you company but please please don’t pay for everything. i can pay for myself” you tell him
“why not? i got money, i can spoil you with gifts” he looks at you confused
“if you can’t remember, i’ve got a brother who’s a doctor and i guess we’re loaded too you know” you roll your eyes at him
“pfft okay then so.. where were we” 
and with that you guys carry on your conversation 
months has passed and you’ve been with chenle through everything
every time something happened in his company, you were there comforting him or just keeping him sane through out everything
and within those months, you’ve seen different sides of him as well
like the serious side of him– when he’s in business meeting and you’re his plus one 
aside from his secretary of course
the funny side of him– when he’s cracking jokes to literally everyone
sometimes he takes days off in the midst of his own company just to pull pranks on his secretary, renjun
and of course, his vulnerable side– when he feels he can’t do what his father left him, the family legacy
there were night where you had to stay over at his place just to make him calm down or just to make sure he’s sleeping or eating well 
and tonight was those vulnerable nights of chenle
here you were in his room, on the floor holding his hand as he rants about how his day turned to shit 
“it’s just so.. hard you know?” he opens up, “when everyone expects you to follow a certain life but i’m not all about that business shit life! i want to sing or fucking play the piano or do some teenager shit not this paper work life!” his voice cracks at the end of his sentence
“ah shit i’m crying in front of you again” he laughs, wiping the tears 
you don’t say anything but held his hand tighter
“thanks y/n.. you’re the best” he smiles down at you
“anything for you, chenle. that’s why i’m here for you right? to keep you company” you smile back
“can you.. come up here with me” chenle motions for you to sit beside him on the bed
you agree and climbed up
chenle sits up awkwardly, staring at you.
“woah this is the first time i had a girl on my bed” he giggles
“then i’m honoured” you laugh
suddenly your phone vibrates multiple times
you take a look and its your brother looking for you
“who is it?” chenle asks
“it’s my brother, he said i should go home” you slowly push yourself from his comfy bed
“no, it’s late. i’ll take you home first thing in the morning” 
“i don’t want to be a burden to you lele” you say shyly
“you’re never a burden to me y/n” chenle smiles again
that night, you slept in his very arms for the first time
you wake up earlier that him and decided to prepare breakfast for him
you set the eggs and bacon on the table with orange juice
you smiled at your efforts, hoping he’d like it
chenle woke up in distraught since you were no where in sight
he was in his pajama pants and he rushed downstairs to check if you were still there
and thankfully, you were
you were on the dining table, waiting for him with breakfast ready
“good morning” he grins, face looking brighter than ever
you smile back at him, “good morning to you too, sleepyhead. help yourself with some breakfast”
chenle takes a seat and sips on the orange juice next to him, “did you make this?” he asks
you nod, “for you” 
you could’ve swore you saw him blush for a moment there 
and with that, you two ate in peace, just enjoying each other’s company
a few days later
you couldn’t make it to chenle’s office since you had classes and it was exam week 
chenle was obviously very lonely that week
even his own secretary checked up on him cause he was awfully quiet ever since you came into his life
“so how are you and y/n huh” renjun casually asks chenle who was busy reading papers on the table
“we’re doing great” chenle replies nonchalantly 
“are you two going steady now?”
that question made chenle halt to a stop on what he was doing
renjun notices that chenle turned quiet
“i never asked her to be official” chenle gasps, scaring renjun in the process
“wha-”
“renjun hyung can you get me the biggest bouquet bundle you can find” chenle rushes
renjun nods and grabs his ipad, looking for what chenle requested
“fuck.. what did y/n wanted again” chenle asks himself, trying to remember the bag or things you told him about
“call jisung and tell him we’re going to the mall” chenle tells renjun yet again, rushing to the elevator so he could go to the mall with his best buddy
“so what are we buying your special someone again?” jisung asks chenle who was busy pacing around the mall
“y/n said she wanted a bag but i cant remember what was it” chenle tells jisung who just looks as lost as he was
chenle ended up going to every luxury store they had in the mall
like louis vitton, gucci, prada, balenciaga, fendi
you name it he went there and bought one bag each
he even went to some make up stores thanks to jisung’s suggestion
surprisingly he had a girlfriend who was a makeup artist and puts make up on jisung’s face when they have nothing to do
and of course, chenle followed what his best friend suggested
now they were on their way back to your place cause you just texted chenle that you were almost done with your exam
chenle and jisung unload his car and went straight up to your apartment that you shared with your brother
and your brother answers the door
“uh chenle? what are you doing here?” jaemin answers the door
chenle stood there in shock once again, “jaemin hyung? you’re y/n’s brother?” he stares at jaemin confused.
jaemin nods slowly before realization hits him, “you’re the person y/n is seeing?!” 
chenle nods uncertainly, slightly offended you never told jaemin about him but quickly shrugs it off. 
“well surprise! now can you help us with this? i’m asking y/n to be my girlfriend when she arrives home” 
jaemin immediately steps in and helps the two boys
after an hour or so, everything is now set into place
now they were just waiting for you to arrive
chenle stood there with his usual work attire which was a formal suit, holding a big ass bouquet and the paper bags right behind him
“jisung how do i look?!” chenle looks at jisung who was showing him two thumbs up
“dashing bro, she’ll say yes in no time”
and as if on cue, you walked in
and to say you were shocked to see chenle standing there 
“lele! what are you doing here?” you covered your mouth in shock as you saw the never ending line of paper bags right behind him and the bouquet he was holding
“i’m here to ask you to be mine” he replies, staring at you once again
“does my brother know you’re here?” you look around your living room and you spot jaemin in the kitchen, watching the entire thing go down
“yeah. why didn’t you tell me he was your brother” chenle pouts, but shakes his head as he hands you the bouquet
chenle clears his throat once again, “na y/n.. would you be my first and last girlfriend?” he closes his eyes tight, waiting for your response
“i would be honoured” you take the bouquet off his hands and jumped into his arms
“about time you asked her” jisung comments in the background
“baby look, i got you some gifts!” chenle puts you down and shows you the abundant amount of things he got you
you smacked him in the chest, “what did i say about you giving me expensive gifts!” 
“let me spoil you, please? you showed me how loving someone wholeheartedly is priceless, and i want to return the favor in my own way” chenle shows you his infamous puppy eyes.
“lele you’re making me cry!” you tear up, hidng your face in his neck
“also because i can’t remember the thing you told me you wanted a few days ago so i had to compromise” chenle giggles
you were happy
and he was happy
who knew an app could bring you two together and end up like this
the end!
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romanssippycup · 6 years
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Afterlight Ch. 1 - Disbelief
(Hey everyone! I managed to write chapter 1 in one day. I’m very surprised at myself. This going very well so far!! I’m having a blast writing it! I hope you all are having a blast reading it! If you are new, you might want to read the prologue first. It’s not completely necessary, but I suggest you do if you want some more information into the characters! That’s it and I hope you enjoy!)
Prologue
AU: Lighthouse/Human
Afterlight Chapter 1 - Disbelief
Ships: Platonic LAMP/CALM, ????, ????
Words ~ 2,365 ~
Warnings: Food mention, some swearing
June 28th 2018
7:24 A.M.
“179. 180. 181.” As each of Virgil’s feet planted on a step, climbing the lighthouse became slightly less of a burden task. He recited each number like he had countless times, knowing that with each stride he was closer to finishing his job for the day. At one point near the top of the lighthouse, he stopped to set the thirty gallon bucket of oil down to rest his biceps from the strenuous job of carrying it up ten flights of stairs. He sat down mopping his brow and pulling out his phone, determined to get the little bit of Wi-Fi that lingered on just those few steps that he sat on.
A noise of frustration was pulled from his lips once he discovered just how spotty the Wi-Fi from a nearby building was today. After his connection timed out from checking his tumblr status, he shoved his phone back in his pocket, grabbed the bucket of oil, and continued climbing, grumbling the whole way up. He hadn’t reached the Stevenson’s lamp on the top floor for a second before he heard someone call his name from the ground.
“Virgil!!” The twenty-two-year-old groaned, having just made it to the top.
“What Patton?! I just made it to the top! Let me rest DANGIT!” He set the oil down, and looked at his blackened, slick hands making a disgusted face before wiping them off on his skinny jeans and black hoodie. No matter how often he got oil on his hands he still despised the feel of it. Also the fact it didn’t wash off well made the odd scent and texture linger, even when he ate food.
“Well alright there kiddo! Logan wants to talk to us though! Just thought I’d tell you! You can leave the oil there! I’ll take care of it later!” Virgil breathed a sigh of relief.
“Thanks!” Virgil regarded Patton as the kindest adult for his age. He often felt like the twenty-nine-year-old was the go between if Virgil or their boss, Logan, ever got into an argument. Granted Logan was not an unkind person, but Virgil had a hard time understanding him. More often than not, Virgil and Logan found themselves at odds bickering over how they think the lighthouse should be ran.
On one side, Virgil wanted more technology, an elevator, and an updated lamp so they wouldn’t have to keep polluting the atmosphere. But on Logan’s side, he was obsessed with preserving his lineage and seven generations Foley's work before his. Patton could see the good in both and tried to point out compromises between them. Sadly, they didn’t always work and sometimes the last sounds heard throughout the keepers’ house for the night were slamming doors.
Virgil trudged back down the lighthouse stairs, dreading another one of these arguments with his boss. Last night had ended in a harsh argument, and he wasn’t looking forward to meeting him face-to-face again. Especially at such an early hour. Well, early to him.
Patton was waiting for him at the bottom stairs, smiling as per the usual. It looked like the former father just woke up because of the messy bed-head, crooked glasses, wrinkled jeans, and untied boots. He also stood kind of wobbly making Virgil think Logan had yelled at him for sleeping in again, causing him to sit up too fast.
“Morning Virgil!” Patton grinned as Virgil made his way down the last few steps and to the ground floor.
“Morning Pat.” Virgil yawned and stretched as they walked back to the Keeper’s house together. “How’s Logan this morning?” The smile that Patton gave unnerved him slightly.
“Well kiddo! That’s why I called you. He wants to talk to you!” In his eleven months of being a lighthouse keeper, Virgil would say there was never a moment where he felt more anxious about talking to his boss than this.
“Oh god…” And his anxiety only continued to heighten as they walked towards the door of the Keepers’ house. The reason why Virgil had gotten up so early to get his job done was to avoid Logan, not confront him!
“Don’t worry Virge! Everything’s fine I promise.” Those words should have comforted the black cladded emo since Patton was Logan’s childhood friend and knew him better than many others, but it did nothing to ease the tension in his shoulders as he stepped through the door.
Logan sat at the kitchen table reading the newspaper, waving half-heartedly at the two other keepers who now stood in front of him.
“Morning Logan! I have Virgil here with me.” Logan nodded in acknowledgement at Patton’s words, glancing up once then continuing to read an interesting article.
“Thank you Patton. Virgil...I’ve been meaning to talk to you this morning.” He flipped the newspaper page, unable to sense Virgil’s uneasiness.
“Then spit it out! You know how much I hate anticipation! Just tell me I’m fired and I’ll leave!” Virgil bit back causing Logan’s gaze to shoot up to Virgil’s face, his eyes hardening and softening as he searched the keeper’s complexion.
“On the contrary Virgil, I wanted to apologize for last night.” He noticed Virgil’s face twist in confusion as Patton strode past them and poured three mugs of coffee from the kettle for each person in the room. Once Virgil was given his, he sat across from his boss and slurped it up immediately before responding to Logan’s statement.
“Apologize? For what?”
“For my ignorance…”
“You? Apologizing for ignorance? What is this World War III?”
“Please let me finish.” Logan shot him a look.
“Okay, sorry that was uncalled for...”
“Yes. I wanted to apologize for being so against renovation and innovation.”
“But not for yelling at me last night?”
“Yes I apologize for that as well, Virgil. While I’m going to continue to preserve the legacy my forefathers left me after all these years, I’ve come to the conclusion that updating one or two things around this area won’t do too much harm. My grandfather did a similar thing when he bought the radio thats sits on the windowsill.” Logan pointed to the well-used electronic box, it’s antenna pointed outside to get maximum signal.
Virgil was going to comment, but held his tongue lest his words detour Logan from going down the track he wanted him too. “Then...I should probably apologize too.” He responded after choosing his reply carefully. “I don’t know much about family, so it’s hard to relate to someone whose grown up with both parents their whole life.” He wasn’t able to see Patton from his point of view, but the emo was 110% sure he was beaming at the exchange.
“No offence taken, Virgil. We are all skeptical of things that are foreign to us. Can we move on from here?” Logan held out his hand and Virgil shook without a second thought.
“Yeah. I’m cool with that. What are you planning on updating first then?” Patton came around and poured Virgil a second cup of coffee as Logan continued to sip his first.
“I would like to start with the electrical system in the kitchen. I believe we are in need of an electronic coffee maker and a toaster.” Virgil snorted at the way Logan said electronic.
“Toaster? What about...oh I don't know...internet? Wi-Fi? Ever heard of a computer?” Virgin’s grin dropped once he saw Logan’s face had lost its amusement. “Okay okay. One thing at a time. I’m thankful, I promise. Now we don't have to make toast with the oven.” He shot a thumbs up at Patton who enthusiastically returned it.
“Yes. I'm hoping after this update that mornings and nights will be easier on us all.” Logan pushed up his glasses and retrieved his newspaper. “I also have another piece of information that will interest both of you.” Patton turned his attention from the stove he was making scrambled eggs on to Logan. “Could you turn the radio on Patton?”
“Sure thing!” He whistled quietly to himself as he sauntered over and flipped the switch on, listening as the radio crackled to life.
“...another brilliant high-jack staged by a clan of Rogues off of the northern New York Coast led by none other than Roman Sanders himself. Now if you remember from our earlier debriefing rogues are citizens of different countries who were ostracized by their own governments and took to the seas to escape. Some with their families, some not. 
This particular clan of Rogues actually attacked a barge, taking control of it with their combined forces and sending the large ship back where it came from, ending any sort of trading that was happening between western and eastern Atlantic countries. Studies show that American, British, French, and other governments are quite upset about these rogue attacks and are doing their best to contain them, but are having no such luck so far. 
Experts say that the notorious Roman P. Sanders, also the prior first mate of Captain Roger T. Shrike who was thought to be the first Rogue of the millennium until his sudden disappearance in October of 2008, is behind all rogue activity in the Atlantic Ocean. This includes the disappearance of occasional ships and planes, and unexplainable phenomenons such as “strange lights and/or noises” some sailors claimed to experience when they passed through what is now known as Rogue Waters. 
One question asked commonly by many is why Roman showed back up on the sea three years after his captain’s vanishing. Even still the Rogue captain tends to go missing during the month of July only to reappear on radar again around August 1st, the same pattern continuing throughout the last seven years. Where does the Rogue Captain go during his down time? During that month, it is stated by one of our rogue spies that Roman’s younger cousin and first-mate, Remington S. Sanders, is put in charge while the captain is on leave-”
Patton shut the radio off, rubbing his temple as he traveled back to the other side of the kitchen where breakfast was cooking. “Roman’s coming isn't he?” Patton asked as he took breakfast off of the stove and began spreading the servings equally between three plates.
“Roman always comes.” Logan set his newspaper down glancing at Virgil’s surprised face, before turning back to Patton. “Ever since the shipwreck the radio talked about, he has always come back. Although my parents and I infuriated him while he was living with us, he was still thankful for the shelter and the company. He even came to my father’s funeral when he heard the news of his passing, four years ago.” Virgil looked horrified, but his face was ignored by both of the bespectacled people in the room, even when Pat set his food in front of him.
“I was there too ya know.” Patton joked slightly.
“Yes, but you didn’t have to sail 1,000 miles urgently across the Atlantic risking your fame, fortune, and skin to be with the ones you loved.” Patton chuckled lightly at Logan’s jesting.
“I know. I know. I’m just kidding with you.”
“Wait wait wait wait!” Virgil finally caught their attention as both heads swiveled in his direction. “You’re telling me...that the most famous Rogue in the Atlantic...is coming here...for a month! And you both know him!?”
“Yes. This is where he comes every July.” Logan lifted his mug to Patton which he ignored and set the kettle in front of Logan so he could poor his own coffee.
“Wha-why!?” Virgil practically shouted! “Why didn't you guys tell me?!”
“Shhh!!” Patton quieted Virgil with a hand on his shoulder. “He’s wanted in over ten different countries including this one. We didn't tell you because we were afraid you’d turn him and by extension, us, in. This is the only safe place he has.” Logan nodded in agreement, looking at the youngest keeper with concern.
“It’s not that we didn’t trust you. We were just being frugal with our knowledge. But now that we’ve told you, what will you do?” Virgil leaned back in his chair, taking in all the information and suddenly losing his appetite..
“I’m not going to tell anyone if that’s what you’re asking. I mean why would I turn in one of the few people that is actually fighting against our corrupt government? Wait…” Virgil’s eyes grew as a realization struck him. “Is that why this place doesn’t have any Wi-Fi or internet?! To keep the lighthouse somewhat off the grid and out of suspicion?!”
Logan chuckled for the first time that morning. “Definitely not the only reason, but certainly one of them. Though Roman appreciates the safety, he’d rather me update as much as I can. Also it explains why you haven’t seen him, because I hired you as a keeper at the beginning of August, two days after Roman last left.”
“Oh my god…” Virgil rested his head on the table, rubbing his face in disbelief. “It’s too early for this...and I don’t even have makeup on! I’m just gonna go chew on this shit while I try to comprehend my fucking life.” The emo stood from his chair and slumped back to his room.
“Language Virgil. Don’t make me revoke my offer about pouring the oil for you!” Patton called after as Virgil’s door was about to close.
“Sorry Pat!” And a click was heard shortly after.
Patton sighed, sitting in the chair Virgil was just in across from Logan. “How do you think it’s gonna go?”
“Hm?” Logan sipped his coffee and finally began to eat the food in front of him. “How is what going to go?”
“This visit with Roman. I’ve only met him a couple times and this will be the first time Virgil’s seen him.” Patton also began eating. “I’m just afraid of something happening between them like the last keeper you had.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it. Virgil has his head on straight, even if he is...slightly odd. I’m almost positive no one will be hurt this time.”
“The only reason I ask, Logan, is because Virgil hates surprises and we both know how Roman is.” Logan frowned slightly.
“Unfortunately, with Roman it’s always a surprise.”
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xurkitips · 6 years
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On Conveying Personality Through Chatroom-style Dialogue
A friend of mine shared screenshots of a roleplay he was having via a Discord server, wherein the style was chatroom/texting based. Each character would have a different style of typing completely unique to their person. Though unfamiliar with all of them, I could see what their personalities were like
Like real human beings, a character very much so has a “voice”. I mean that both in the literal sense, through their manner of speaking and what they say, but also through their self expression, interests, and actions. This carries over into the digital realm in ways we may not even notice. Text messages may not be verbal, no, but there are ways to show inflection.
There are many, many ways to show meaning through text. Here are some that I’ve picked up and utilized with my own characters:
Sentence structure
all lowercase sentences VS Grammatically correct
Lowercase gives off the feeling of someone familiar with others or willing to become familiar. It lacks the tension of formal writing, complete with its capitalization and proper periods ending sentences, and feels very casual and approachable. It may also be a sign of someone who doesn’t care much about perfection, a lazy person, or an easy going individual. Seems like a lot of internet regulars prefer this kind of typing style.
“im dying
‘deafening horrorcore rap’ ok i listen to literal noise and idk what this even is”
Using a properly capitalized and punctuated style is very formal, like one would see in a book, an official email, etc. It’s more serious and stern than lowercase is and may imply an older, more mature person typing...or maybe just someone trapped on their phone at the mercy of autocorrect. 
"I am always happy to see you, even if you are not feeling your best.“
“It's nice here.
Quiet.”
There’s a certain respectful steadiness to it as well. It can be calming to read at times.
Punctuation VS Lack of punctuation
End-stopped lines come with both a pause and a bit of a pointed and direct feeling. It strengthens both lowercase and grammatically correct styles, but in different ways. In conjunction with “proper” writing, it’s less noticeable, merely giving the reader a moment’s pause. In conjunction with lowercase, especially if the one typing isn’t keen on using periods, it can come off as stern, serious, passive-aggressive, or angry.
“whatever.
it's less excruciating than it would be without it.”
Removal of punctuation is a different story. Typically just shown with lowercase, it leaves it with that casual feeling intact, or like one’s sentences are more like quick thoughts or questions. Removing them from grammatically correct sentences does ease off some of the tension, implying someone with a more neutral-positive tone while still being more mature. 
“I’m not terribly good with conversation”
And then there’s the run-on sentences from those who type small novels per response. Usually complete with multiple and’s. It’s a sign of nervousness, enthusiasm, or oftentimes a younger character...
“actually i don't know much about it i just happened to see something online and it's apparently only manufactured overseas exclusively for this one particular shop and they made the original design and initial product i guess”
Oof.
Proper spelling (or lack thereof)
The better the spelling, the more the likelihood of the person being older, calmer, or neutral. There’s also a sense of being well educated or careful about one’s typing. Perhaps a confident air may exude from what they say, too.
“Can you come help me for a moment?”
Those who make a lot of mistakes will simply confuse words for other words, forget apostrophes, or type too fast to notice things missing or in the wrong location. Some just don’t really care enough or are too tired to deal with it. Too much focus and people know what they mean anyway. Probably.
“i laug hso hard hes come runin
he thougt i aws dyin”
It can also happen in very emotional situations, in bouts of laughter, crying, rage, or when one is drowsy, medicated, or sick. It tends to stand out when one’s style is suddenly very, very different and tips others off to something being wrong.
Younger characters, especially kids, also make spelling mistakes all the time depending on their age, whether due to sounding out words or just in a hurry to reply.
Short sentence fragments, single words, and lengthy paragraphs
Sometimes people with rapid-fire thoughts, who are excited, busy, stressed, or angry, will take to quick and short responses (sometimes of many fragments in a row). These show a similar feeling as do lines of poetry. Stacking small fragments on top of one another adds emphasis. The reader has to read them one by one rather than as a straight sentence. On its own, the word or fragment stands out and becomes more important.
"well
yeah thats
what i was tryina do
but i mean”
I’ve seen it used used for storytelling from one person to another in larger chunks of things, quick responses, for poetic value, and in irritation or passive-aggressiveness.
In full sentence conversations sent in short bursts, it’s also allowing the reader pause to read each comment without it feeling like a novella. Though it can also feel like someone is obnoxious, rambling on and on as the notifications keep coming, or has a lot to talk about and keeps thinking of more.
Then there are those who type rather large responses all at once instead of hitting the enter key with every sentence:
"Whoever did it was quite thorough; either the power in that area of the lab was cut while we were distracted or they tampered with the security cameras, because that footage is missing. But, we have some theories now. It had to have been someone with direct access to the laboratory. I hesitate to place blame on any of my coworkers...they're all my trusted companions and friends! And yet...”
It’s concise and a solid, complete story in one spot. Could be someone who loves to talk, could be someone who didn’t want a response before they were done talking. It’s also commonly seen by middle-aged texters who want to say everything they can all at once.
Exclamation points and Question marks
Simple one here. Question mark for a question or confusion, exclamation point for emphasis or an exclamation. But when a person adds multiple to a sentence it can convey more of the person’s feelings; 
“are you okay??”
Here is someone who is very concerned. Multiple question marks can imply things such as worry, stress, disbelief, and shock. There’s a sense of hurry and tension. Perhaps the person on the other end is frightened, easily afraid, or tends to have an overwhelming reaction to things.
“oh!!! it’s nice to see you!!!”
"! 
!!! 
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Meanwhile, multiple exclamation points convey much more friendlier, happier tones. Often such things as surprise, excitement, happiness, friendliness. Users typing !! as a punctuation (like I tend to do) may do it as an assurance or to show how thrilled they are to talk. Occasionally !!!! is tacked onto an angry statement to be more of a shout, but I see it less and less.
Chatspeak and Internet habits
Shortenings of words have been a regular thing for ages. It’s easy, convenient, and gets the point across quickly. But the internet has taken it to a new extreme, where sentences can be almost entirely compromised of them.
“wtf r u talkin abt?? gdi man idk wuts even happening rn”
A character wanting to be quick to respond, always on the ball, always involved, may be more likely to utilize and understand chatspeak. They’re the social butterfly of the group. It’s also a sign of a long-time internet lurker who’s aware of what the lingo is, and how to use it. A complete lack thereof points toward either an older user or someone who’s unused to social media.
The more memes, the harder someone is trying to fit in. Or maybe they’re easily amused or just absorbed things from their friends without thinking about it. The comedian of the group is going to know the best ways to use them.
Smilies and Emojis
:D D: :DDD // :3 3: >:3 :3c // :o :O O:<
These kinds of smilies have always struck me as the most friendly. Whether used in devious ways or with genuinely heartwarming intentions, the playful, lightheartedness of the user really shines through these. 
"not a bad way to spend a lazy day :D”
“it's also my birthday :3″
It’s got just the right vibe to punctuate a sentence that’ll leave the reader feeling that the person likely means no harm or wants to be friendly, positive, or encouraging. I’ve met a lot of people that use these and turn out to be very kind or considerate people.
:), ;), ((((: and related
A long time positive, friendly smiley. 
"You said you've known them a long time? I think they would understand. :)”
And yet these days I tend to associate it with passive aggressive statements, plotting, slyness, devious behavior, or anger. Older users may be inclined to use :) as a means to show their emotional state, but newer users seem more inclined to do the opposite. The more parentheses there are, the more upset the person, it seems.
“man don’t u love it when the power’s out in the middle of the night it’s just (((: really great thanks (((((:”
Then the ;) smiley comes off more specifically flirty and a bit playful. Doesn’t seem to change much there.
“if i find a good chance 2 hook u up ill do my best ;)”
XD
The bane of my teenage existence. It’s a more old school sign of laughter, rarely seen in today’s world due to falling out of favor and becoming associated with, “LOL Rawr XD Tacos I’m So Randoom,” culture. But time to time you do see it. Mostly with sarcasm but sometimes with genuine intentions.
“xDddddDDD
It was a good joke. XD”
A character using it genuinely comes off more playful, and to me, personally, as an older person who’s genuinely unaware of the associations with the smiley itself trying to show how they laughed without using LOL. 
Letter/Character smilies
Y’know, things like .w. and ._. or owo, where the letters or symbols make a face. These are fairly popular, it seems. I don’t like using them myself, but know a few who do use them.
"I'm sorry that they can be mean qmq”
It’s a different feel from the others. There’s something soft to it, almost a gentleness. When these or Japanese characters are used, there’s more whimsy. It’s cute and almost a bit feminine. It may convey an open person or give the impression that said person is easier to talk to.
Though honestly I can’t see uwu and owo as anything but heavily sarcastic. I’ll be honest with you.
Emojis
The first rule of Xurkitips club is that we don’t talk about Emoji Movie. Just putting that out there riiight now.
Used sparingly by most for fun and for emphasis. Characters may use them to be lighthearted, aesthetically, joke, or to make a conversation more flavorful. The use of emojis may determine a character’s personality; I find that characters who use hand emojis like 👌 are rather laid back, those who use 🙃 do it passive aggressively, and we all know what kind of person uses 🍆.
Then there’s what in common terms known as, “The DudeBro”:
[MFKNSTARBOI]: the thing i never undstood about hair is why people buy shampoo like regular soap not good enough for you LMAO 😂😂😂
[gostones]: .
[BIGDICKTOYOTA69]: what the fuck man
[ahogekun]: do... you not use shampoo
[MFKNSTARBOI]: aaaah you guys got sucked into big shampoo as well 😔
[MFKNSTARBOI]: When it comes to horses 🐎  the stars in the sky ✨ or just man to man no bullshit advice 👬 IM youre guy 😤😂
I think this one speaks for itself.
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Holy cannoli somehow, some way, I have been writing as Felicity Megan Smoak for two whole years now and I just cannot believe that I’ve been able to stick with her for this long. Two years, four hundred plus followers and one blog move later but here we are I seriously have been so emotional over this that I don’t know what to say besides thank you. While I have only been writing as Felicity on here for two years I have been role playing in many different fandoms for a lot longer than that across the internet, but I decided to make a tumblr blog two years ago when Arrow season three went on hiatus and of course it had to be Felicity. I pushed myself past some anxieties I had about it and well... here I am and it’s all because of you. 
So as a thank you I have a small follow forever/shout out to those that have been with me over the years here. I also plan on doing a promo giveaway in a separate post so look out for that! This list here is in no particular order just random :) and I hope I don’t forget anyone but if I do I am sorry!  Just remember I love you all <3
Under the cut because it is ridiculously long and thats what took me forever to post it XD
*side note if you wanna save yourself some time and just ctrl-f your name under the cut cause it’s long I would recommend that <3 
So I wrote the blurbs first but then tumblr started to get weird and wouldn’t let me finish writing for everyone that I wanted to so those I didn’t get to just know I love you all for each different and amazing thing you bring to the table. I tag you up here towards the top so you don’t have to scroll through the mess of everything below. You are all amazing and thank you so much for making this rp experience fantastic for me <3 I love you all. 
@offershope​ @archaix​ @shirtclad​ @gliderofgold​ @missgoldenglider​ @goodbyebarry​ @ofscarllet​  @outlawiism​ @minshaytan​ @ofreverentia​ @nevaramon​  @cobxltblue​ @atomiism​ @drsncw​ @dwarfstaralloy​ @pugnamus​ @ofcanaryisms​ @nationalcityy​ @likeaguardianangel​ @racingtime​ @mockingxcanary​ @smoakinoverwxtch​ @oxerwatch​ @algidcalc​ @disasterdanvers​ @neverparted​ @tofindjustice​ @ladyvelocity​ @iriswect​ @plurcspopulus​ @black-bird-canary​ 
@ofblankexpressions​ - my lovely lanie. I will never forget within the first 48 hours of me making this blog you came into my inbox and invited me to join a skype chat that I literally fangirled over to my friends that had convinced me to make this blog in the first place. I had been so nervous to join the group nevermind talk to anyone but you had been so friendly and so kind to me that I am really glad to still have you in my life <3. You are an amazing person who deserves the world and you never cease to amaze me with your talents and heart. Thank you for making these last two years amazing and I hope to have another two or more to look forward too! 
@stevita​/ @a-flick-of-a-wrist​ - you two get grouped together cause you are both my baes. I literally would have never made this blog without you! Stevie you and I have written together for so long now I lost count of the years and I know we don’t get to write much more together but you are alway the first person I want to go to for anything and it was amazing to have you at my wedding last year while night I wish you could have made it but you’ll just have to meet up with me some other time. Night you and I are what? three years and counting now? and our ships give me life ( and take it from me cause god do we break each others hearts so much ) you two are my best friends and I know no matter what you are here for me and I love you for that <3
@newfrequencysamecry​ - my love, my dawn, my second laurel with Felicity ever if only because you were on Avery first I just... there are no words to how amazing you are. I know we usually keep to ourselves OOC wise but you are always one of the first people to my side on here if something is going on personally and I cannot express how much that means to me. Not to mention the fact that 99% of our threads are us winging it is amazing and all cause of your talent. Usually I need to plot more in OOC with people to get my muse to respond the way they do with your characters but you are literally a role play soulmate of mine because there is no other way to explain how my muse connects with yours so easily. It’s amazing how much I love your Laurel all because of how fantastic of a writer you are and I am blessed in so many ways being able to write with you. Can you believe it’s been two years strong now we’ve been writing together in general? Part of the reason I’m still here is you.
@alwaysxlate​ - my wife. deli. satan. I have been following you since you started your Barry almost two years ago and when I first found you then I couldn’t believe this amazingly talented Barry wanted anything to do with me. I had only been a month or so old at the time of you coming around and I still had so many insecurities but you came at me like it was nothing and I am so so very glad you did. You are so genuine and kind to everyone I see you interact with and it makes me so happy to know someone like you. You have so much talent for editing, coding, and writing on top of it I can only imagine what else you are great at - gaming probably since you love your games so much XD but either way I just want you to know how much I love you and how I’m really glad we met when we did and that you did come at me because my blog wouldn’t be what it is today if you hadn’t.
@vimvitae​ - jules. the jules my awesome aussie friend from so far away. I don’t remember when we met exactly on my blog and your barry but I just remember when we did I had to write with you because your blog seemed so fun and I was write. Anything we’ve done over the years has been so fun and so amazing that I could never let you go no matter what blog you move to or what’s going on. And don’t think I forgot about that mental break down I had one night and ( granted it was because it was daytime for you ) you stayed up with me and talked me through it because I haven’t and even since then, heck just recently, you’ve made it very clear that you are a safe person I can turn to if I need someone to talk to and I cannot thank you enough for that. Same goes for me, always has, and I just want to thank you so much. 
@nerffighter​ - Oh gosh Grace. Grace what do I say about you? I don’t know if it’s just me or not but you have this way of just making me feel happy no matter what. I bet anyone around you can feel that energy because I can feel it through a goddamn computer screen ( and snap chat ) that you have such a positive energy and whenever we talk you always make me smile that stupid kind of smile that people get when looking at their screen and I bet that’s why you write Cisco so well because he’s like that too. It’s a perfect fit. I also don’t remember when we followed each other but my god I was shocked when you followed me because holy cow so much quality from you and like negative quality from me should never mix but you always make it seem like we are equal in amazingness and I thank you for that darling!!!
@the-queenfamily​ - You were another one of the first blogs I interacted with and you honestly have put up with so much of my shit I don’t know how you stuck around. I know I’ve gone up and down and back and forth with our stuff but you’ve always been so patient and kind to me thank you so much. I love your stories and writing and I can’t thank you enough for helping me grow my blog you have. You helped me become a better writer I feel since we’ve stuck with each other so long so thank you so so much.
@theoreticalguardianangel​ - Oh gosh... the real grant gustin ( kidding !!!! <3 ) but for realz I wish I remembered the exact point you and I clicked but I feel like we’ve been writing for so long there was never a beginning that we’ve been writing since birth together because of how perfectly perfect it flows ( see what I ddi there XD ) you put up with my angst the most I feel and I love it. I love your blog and I love having you around. I am so so so glad you came back because I don’t know what I would have done without you now. You sometimes make me feel like I should just make our barricity verse my main verse and all my other verses AU’s from that cause it’s just.... perfect. I don’t even know what else to say because that’s just it. You are perfect. Always have been and always will be. Thank you so much for being here and being as amazing as you are. Don’t you ever leave me okay? Who else would put up with my sarcastic humor the way you do? :P
@mancnfire​ - fun fact I am writing this right after reading the drabble you wrote me XD and can I just say you are an amazing writer? This is all for fun yes but you are such a good writer it must come naturally to you. I am so so glad that you and I started writing together because I just really always liked Mick and the dynamic we have is so fresh and unique that I love it all. You are always so fun to talk to as well and so nice that it has been a pleasure from day one to follow you.
@herciism​ - Bae, you really need to get it through your head how awesome you are and how you are not allowed to leave me. I know we have so much stuff but I can’t get enough of writiing o.licity with you and just talking with you when we get the chance too. You are so talented and have so many ideas I can barely keep up. Keep being amazing :) 
@winniisms/ @geneticiism​ = yoooo!!!!!!! I don’t know why it took us so long to start interacting but the fact that it did was unacceptable. I feel like we make up for missed time though in the amount of threads we have had since we started writing though, or at the very least it’s a start haha. You are so amazing and such a great writer I am so glad to have you here and know that the feeling is mutual because you are awesome. Thank you so much for everything <3<3
@tofindthemall​ - I don’t even know if I can put our friendship into words because for real you were one of the first long term Oliver’s I found just about two years ago, I met you last year around this time face to face, you have such a kind heart and amazing personality that it’s infectious and don’t even get me started on your writing. You are now the Newt to my Tina and one of my best friends on here. I love every Aussie thing you tag me in on facebook and it’s great to know if I ever need you that you have been there. The same goes for you darling <3 
@backinaflcsh​/ @lifefcrdeath​ - okay but forreal I have always loved your blog and it’s so funny cause I don’t really remember when you came along I just remember you being on my dash and me being like ’gah I really wanna interact with them but they are so good and i am a derp and i’ll just stay over here until they notice me’ and then you did and then we started tha.llen and I just flailed even more because it is so perfect. And then you started your OC who I’ve been lowkey stalking from my blogs because you just write so well and he is so well rounded and I cannot thank you enough for being around and following me all this time <3
 @lunarwclf​​ - I’ll be honest, I don’t fully remember what lead me to follow you other than your faceclaim at first because?!? I mean really, he’s beautiful but- no I lied, your faceclaim lead me to your blog but your writing lead me to the follow button and I am so glad I did because Alex and Felicity are so cute together?! And I know they have a lot of potential for many different scenarios that I’d love to have a go at one day but I also love what we have had and thank you so much for being around! 
@her28thyear​ - I literally have been following your blog for years. From my personal first because of Swanchester and then I found you from there to here where I got the pleasure of writing with you for the first time and I just love your Emma. You’re Emma simultaneously kept me from making my Emma AND encouraged me too if that makes sense? You are just so perfect at writing her and understanding her and it inspires me to love her even more. Thank you for writing with me and thank you for making my theme for my other blog. I hope to have another few years with you as well because I feel like my dash is incomplete without you on it.
 @icecoldsnxrt​ - our on again off again romance for len and felicity is just A plus!!! For real you are amazing and sweet and it’s always great to talk OOC with you. I know you had some stuff going on recently but it will all be okay <3 and I just want you to know how grateful I am that you write with me and how amazing you are and your blog is. Thank you so much for throwing Len at me when you did and for all of our threads and chats.
@mayorofstarcity​ - I thought I was bad with blogs but you my dear have so many omfg. So I just tagged this one cause to be honest I don’t remember them all haha. But I know this was the second blog we interacted on and I’ve been loving your muses ever since the first. You interact with my most sinful favorite things and it’s always fun. 
@daxamborn​ - MY HUBBY! Oh how I miss you. I miss your Oliver I miss our chats and I love you! You are amazing and awesome and I don’t want you letting anything get you down! Don’t you ever forget how much I love you and your blogs and I am so so so glad we met through Deli and I couldn’t be more grateful for all the way you’ve helped me with my blogs and inspiration. <3
 @girlcftomorrow​ - Okay but forreal you are the real MVP. My Kara doesn’t even come close to how amazing your’s is and I love love love writing with her. I love our Felicity and Kara I love our Sara and Kara I just love your Kara. I’d love to see what happens with Kara and Iris or any of my muses to be honest because you have made me love my blogs even more just by being on my dash. You are so fun and amazing and please please don’t ever leave me cause you are amazing!!!
 @complexitiies​ - My darlinggg!!!! We have known eacn other since before my Tumblr days. We have just started writing together again though and I am so so very happy of that. I am so happy you added Newt to your blog and I cannot wait to interact even more because really I have always loved your writing!!! Thank you so much for being here and following me since Gaia. I love your blog and you thank you so much! 
 @refutured​  - MY BAE NEIGHBOR!!! I have always loved your blog and I am so not worthy to grace your dash but I do and I am so happy to follow you!!! You are so talented, I mean have you seen the work you do? The edits you make? The way you write?! it’s amazing!!! Thank’s so much for following me!
@deadlycomposer​ - Can you just stop being so awesome? If you weren’t so awesome I would have been able to approach you sooner and then we could have written together sooner and I could have just fallen in love with lady!hart sooner and we would have more things XD just stop being so aweosme haha. Seriously though I am so glad we started interacting finally and I love having you on my dash! You are so fun to write with you and I am so so happy you seem to feel the same!!! <3
@harriscnwclls​ / @miistergraves​ - can I just say how perfect you are at both of your characters? You literally become them in rp and cosplay purposes and I find it amazing. I couldn’t believe that you could honestly be anyone but Harrison Wells for a while because of how amazing you were at him and then you went and proved me wrong by being Graves on top of it and I’m just amazed. Thank you for all the plots we did with Felicity and Harrison and helping me with a earth 2 felicity verse. You are truly amazing and I love having you on my dash! 
@ericbrandonrp - can I just say I love love love still thinking back to how we met because of an anon on your blog? Cause like I can’t believe it still to this day that it was that simple and here we are years later still following each other. Eric is such an amazing OC and I love the dynamic him and Felicity have. I am so glad to have you on my dash and blog and really look forward to more interactions together thanks so much for answering that ask cause we might not have met otherwise <3 you are amazing! 
@theoneandonlytommymerlyn​ - you are another original for me, from almost day one I’ve been following you now and I have loved every minute of it. Even now with our little Emma/Bae stuff thank you so much for writing with me and always being here and so kind and welcoming. You are an amazing Tommy you write and amazing Bae and I love having you here so thank you! 
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The Modern Day Religious, and Syrian Refugees.
This is a post I make for followers of Islam, Catholics, Christians, and Jews.
Everyone should question religion and themselves. A quote I like to say is that one should not blindly follow. It may not be a religious quote but it is however an obvious one. The problem with modern day religion simply put, is that anyone who is religious must defend themselves.
Im not a person who is against anyone agnostic or athiest, but it is depressing just how much they are against me. Many times have I had some one turn around, whether young or old, and try to shut down a friendly conversation between a friend and myself.
I’ve been called a bible hugger or stupid too many times. Its actually rather sad, although the same could be said for the overly righteous (and mildly hilarious) crazy christians we see on the internet. Either way, either side, seems is full of some sort of anger.
Everyone wants to feel like they’re important, wants to be heard. They need to be behind something. There is a religious phrase “love thy neighbor.” Its also a pretty realistic phrase. Its one Id wish to remind every person about.
Its becoming normal for people to not be religious. I dont blame anyone for this. This is also causing major changes within all religions. Here in Canada, young muslim people are generally much more open than you’d expect. They have to fight extremely hard sometimes to make people understand that not all people have radical views.
As a person of mixed Roman Catholic and Orthodox Christian faith, I find it extremely hard to fit in with the views I have. I love gay people, I love the fact that people can choose to have an abortion, and I love Islam.
I love all religion.
The world is having another huge social battle right now. With the rush of Syrian refugees, Europe, The United States, and to a certain degree, Canada, isnt sure what to do. Though I am certain that the actual refugees are even less sure on what to do.
I mean imagine having your family taken, your country destroyed and everyone around you spitting on your even being there. Though there is a much more obvious problem as well. Europe and the USA are fighting against the refugees with using a huge aggression towards the fact that they’re generally Muslim.
Especially Europe. This is a huge issue because as you may know, there are Syrian Christians. Does this mean that they will look at them any differently? I highly doubt it. In fact Syria is mentioned in the bible throughout, starting right off with the book of genesis.
The problem I generally have with Religion in The United States in particular, correct me if you see it as being wrong, is that they generally seem to have a huge issue with the middle east. Many people there hate the middle east, but then will turn around and call America “Gods Country.”
Gods country, one of them anyway, technically, is in fact Syria.
Or you could say the same for older time (and modern I guess) racism from the west. Many people were (and still are) extremely racist towards people of middle eastern descent, not realizing everyone in the bible probably looked just like them. I mean, egypt, palestine, israel, syria?
Where do people think these places are?
Its rather depressing seeing people rally against these poor refugees, not seeing them as being people in need. Especially when you bring religion into your argument. Do you truly believe that Christ himself would turn away people in need? Children? Especially people who follow his faith?
Jean-Nicolas Beuze, a Canadian human rights worker and advocate said; “Becoming a refugee is never a choice,  It’s a decision you have to make to save your life and the lives of your children.” This is literally the case here. This really shouldnt be considered an invasion, but rather a migration.
If you dont want some one around you, why would you not try to help them go somewhere they can? This is the issue I have with what Europe is doing right now. The people at these rallies, they dont care about the actual people who have to go through this, they cannot put themselves in anothers shoes. They are violent and ignorant to the fact that they can help these people. Its not a religious problem, this is racism at its core.
Look, I can understand some not wanting to become a “multicultural country”, but in the refugees defense, that small minority would not change anything that much. Actually, was it that big a problem when huge numbers of Jews dwelled in Poland? This cant be a religious issue, it must be propaganda and racism. The same thing happened to the Orthodox Community in Poland, they argued that Orthodoxy was a form of russification, and that they will not let it happen. Though it is rather silly, considering they got Catholicism from Germany, apparently.
Did I mention Im half Polish? Oops.
But I guess thats another issue altogether. Look, all Im saying is, you can turn away a young man today from your country, but my hope is that he will come to Canada, become a doctor, and save more lives than any person who hates so much ever will.
If a child is born from a father who was a killer, why would you blame that baby for his bloodline? Do you think these children are born thinking that one day anything like this would ever happen? Question your religions and yourselves.
You may have a few people who could be a criminal, but you are turning away literally thousands upon thousands of people, mainly children, who are amazing human beings. In fact, theyre probably nicer and more accepting than all these ralliers. They have been through a war comparable to world war 2, taken themselves on rafts across oceans, across countries. These are strong, admirable people. I can only imagine the great things these children will do.
But if anything, maybe they dont have to do a thing. Maybe what they really just need to do, is live a normal life. You dont have to become the president of the united states, a doctor, or a teacher. Being able to live a normal life is a serious privilege. North America is like a kingdom. Even Europeans move here. I dont think a lot of these “patriots” really understand how extremely difficult it can be to be someone else. You should really help people who deserve it in any situation.
A lot of people say that you just dont know who is a criminal. Thats so true, you dont know. You may turn away a group of people that had no criminals. Its depressing. Im sure the law can handle itself, we can handle criminals. The United States was known for terrorism coming from young white college students for decades. The law handled it, no matter how sad the problem may be. Things happen, always.
In conclusion, its extremely important to think critically about any situation. Canada is open to all refugees and has an extremely low terrorism rate… knock on wood. My point is that all people need to come together, perhaps not to become multicultural but to help all cultures survive and thrive in a world that should know better.
-The Divine Moral
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Once upon a time, being a doctor was great. Not anymore.
Gather round kids! Let Grandpa Doctor Leap tell you a few things about the old days of doctoring in the emergency room:
Back in the good old days, medicine was what we liked to call “fun.” Not because it was fun to see people get sick or hurt or die, but because we were supposed to do our best and people didn’t wring their hands all the time about rules and lawyers. Sometimes, old Grandpa Leap and his friends felt like cowboys, trying new things in the ER whether we had done them before or not. Yessiree, it was a time. We didn’t live by a long list of letters and rules — we knew what was important. And we were trusted to use our time well, without being tracked like Caribou with electronic badges. Those were the salad days.
When I was a young pup of a doctor, we took notes with pen and paper and wrote orders on the same. It wasn’t perfect, and it wasn’t always fast. But it didn’t enslave us to the clipboard. We didn’t log-into the clipboard or spend twenty minutes trying to figure out how to write discharge instructions and a prescription. We learned in grade school. EMR has brought great things in information capture and storage, but it isn’t the same — or necessarily as safe — as the way humans conveyed information for hundreds, nay thousands of years.
  Back then, kids, the hospital was a family! Oh yes, and we took care of one another. A nurse would come to a doctor and say, “I fell down the other day, and my ankle is killing me! Can you check it out?” And the doctor would call the X-ray tech, and an X-ray would get done and reviewed. The doctor might put a splint on it or something, and no money changed hands.
In those days, a doctor would say to the nurse, “I feel terrible, I think I have a stomach bug!” And she’d say, “Let me get you something for that.” And she’d go to a drawer and pull out some medicine (it wasn’t under lock and key) and say, “Why don’t you go lie down? The patients can take a break for a few minutes.” And she’d cover you for 30 minutes until you felt better.
We physicians? There was a great thing called “professional courtesy,” whereby we helped one another out — often for free. Nowadays, of course, everybody would get fired for that sort of thing because the people who run the show didn’t make any money on the transaction. And when you have a lot of presidents, vice-presidents, chief this and chief thats — it gets expensive!
When medicine was fun, a nurse would go ahead and numb that wound for you at night — policy or not. And then they’d put in an order while you were busy without saying, “I can’t do anything until you say it’s OK, or I’ll lose my license. Do you mind if I give some Tylenol and put on an ACE? Can you put the order in first? And go ahead and order an IV so I won’t be accused of practicing medicine?” Yep, we were a team.
There was a time, children, when doctors knew their patients and didn’t need $10,000 in lab work to admit them. “Oh, he has chest pain all the time, and he’s had a full work-up. Send him home, and I’ll see him tomorrow,” they might say. And it was glorious to know that. Or I might ask, “Hey friend, I’m really overwhelmed, can you just come and see this guy and take care of him? He has to be admitted!” And because they thought medicine was fun too, they came and did it.
In those sweet days of clear air and high hopes, you could look up your own labs on the computer and not be fired for violating your own privacy. (Yes, it can happen.) You could talk to the ER doc across town about that patient seeking drugs and they would say, “Yep, he’s here all the time. I wouldn’t give him anything.” And it wasn’t a HIPAA violation — it was good sense.
Once upon a time, we laughed and we worked hard. Back then, we put up holiday decorations, and they weren’t considered fire hazards. We kept food and drink at our desks, and nobody said it was somehow a violation of some ridiculous joint commission rule. Because it was often too busy to get a break, we sustained ourselves at the place we worked with snacks and endless caffeine, heedless of the apparent danger that diseases might contaminate our food. We had already been breathing diseases all day long and wearing them on our clothes. Thus well fed and profoundly immune — we pressed on.
In those golden days of medicine, sick people got admitted whether or not they met particular “criteria,” because we had the feeling there was something wrong. We believed one another. Treatment decisions didn’t trump our gut instincts. And “social admissions” were not that unusual. The 95-year-old lady who fell but didn’t have a broken bone and didn’t have family and was hurting too much to go home? We all knew we had to keep her for a day or two, and it was just the lay of the land.
I remember the time when we could see a patient in the ER and, because my partners and I were owners of our group, we could discount their bill in part or entirely. We would fill out a little orange slip and write the amount of the discount. Then, of course, the insurers insisted on the same discount. And then nobody got a discount because the hospital was in charge and everyone got a huge bill, without consideration of their situation. The situation we knew, since we lived in their town.
Back when, drug reps left a magical thing called “samples.” Do you remember them, young Jedi? Maybe not. Young doctors have been taught that drug companies, drug reps and all the rest are Satan’s minions, and any association with them should be cause for excommunication from the company of good doctors. But when we had samples, poor people could get free antibiotics, or antihypertensives, or all kinds of things, to get them through in the short run. And we got nice lunches now and then, too, and could flirt with the nice reps! That was until academia decided that it was fatal to our decision-making to take a sandwich or a pen. Of course, big corporations and big government agencies can still do this sort of thing with political donations to representatives. But rules are for little people.
When the world was young, there was the drunk tank. And although mistakes were made, nobody pretended that the 19-year-old who chose to a) go to the ER over b) go to jail, really needed to be treated. We understood the disruptive nature of dangerously intoxicated people. Now we have to scale their pain and pretend to take them seriously as they pretend to listen to our admonitions. They are, after all, customers. Right?
These days, we are perhaps more divided than ever. Sure, back in Grandpa Doctor Leap’s time, we were divided by specialty and by practice location; a bit. But now there’s a line between inpatient doctors and outpatient doctors, between academics and those who work in the community, between women and men, minorities and majorities, urban and rural, foreign and native-born and every other demographic. As in politics, these divisions hurt medicine and make us into so many tiny tribes at work against one another.
And finally, before Grandpa has to take his evening rest, he remembers when hospitals valued groups of doctors — especially those who had been in the same community and same hospital for decades. They were invested in the community and trusted by their patients and were valuable. Now? A better bid on a contract, and any doctor is as good as any other. Make more money for the hospital? In you go and out go the “old guys,” who were committed to their jobs for ages.
Of course, little children, everything changes. And often for the better. We’re more careful about mistakes, and we don’t kick people to the curb who can’t pay. We don’t broadcast their information on the Internet carelessly. We have good tools to help us make good decisions. But progress isn’t all positive. And I just wanted to leave a little record for you of how it was, and how it could be again if we could pull together and push back against stupid rules and small-minded people.
Now, Grandpa will go to bed. And if you other oldies out there have some thoughts on this, please send them my way! I’d love to hear what you think we’ve lost as the times have changed in medicine.
Love,
Grandpa Doctor Leap
Edwin Leap is an emergency physician who blogs at edwinleap.com and is the author of the Practice Test and Life in Emergistan.  
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