bakerstreet | Experience

Experience

( one ) experience

RULES
○ Top-level with your character.
○ Others reply with one experience they wish your character could have/that they want to share with yours.
○ Is your character game to give it a whirl?

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(ooc | A boy without a lot of normal experiences. )

(ooc | A boy with even fewer normal experiences. )

( info on profile/journal. )

[ he takes a deep sigh. typical anxiety dissipates; blue eyes pierce into his brown ones. he doesn't back down. ]

I think experiencing love, for once in your life, that'd would be very educational for you.

[ one split-second flutter of confused lashes before the smile kicks in. it's broad and bright, toothy but condescending. he claps hughie's shoulder, hard, before pulling back, finger raised. ]

Love's human, isn't it? Meet, fall in love, fuck like rabbits - and what, hm? Have an abortion? Kill the child you created within Starlight's womb? Look, I'm not trying to bust the old two-bits around, but I'm surprised!

[ the smile falls, and it's like seeing behind a curtain. heavy, crushing, a hint of ozone to the air. ]

I'm surprised you're not shooting blanks with that limp appendage between your gangly legs. I don't give a fuck what you stick your dick in. That's love, or what you humans call it. I'm not human.

Edited 2024-06-26 02:40 (UTC)

[ the disparaging, mocking, vilifying of his and annie's love makes bile burn in his chest; closes fist in anger. that disgusting grin, heavenly white; leave him toothless with his bare hands. ]

That's not love, though. You'd know if you'd ever experience it. Love's -

[ thinks of annie, unshakable partnership and deep warmth and endless domesticity. thinks of his dad, blossoming safety in him like nothing else in the world. thinks of robin- nope. scatter, blood-red hurt. thinks of his mom- nope. abandonment, deep grey wall. his throat swallows any more vulnerability. give him nothing but hatred. ]

Love's so much more, and... So much better.

[ but he can't quite explain what it is, and he's wondering if he's got a good idea of what it is anyway; the mention and demeaning of his appendage makes his train of thought stop on its tracks. it'd almost be funny, if it didn't come from a blond-haired, cold-blooded devil. ]

Well, don't be jealous of my appendage now. I'm sure they could get you a human dick, if you ask them. You're their rat lab, they'll figure it out.