bakerstreet | The Feeling Stick Meme

the feeling stick

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Passive-aggressiveness, begone! For what you now hold in your hands embues you -- yes, you! -- with the power to unapologetically bare your soul to the world. You've got The Feeling Stick, and you can't give it away until you share a little something about yourself. Didn't ask for The Stick? The Stick don't care. The Stick only listens. So unburden those emotional woes, air out that dirty laundry, and clean the skeletons out of the closet. Things are about to get real. Real feelingy.

→ Post a comment with your character's name and fandom.
→ Tag others -- feel to roll a number between 01 and 08 for a scenario, or...
→ Have certain things you want to share with those you tag? Don't feel obligated to roll! Prompts are there for inspiration; pick which one fits your character best, if you prefer, or go with none.
→ Feel free to each have a stick, or to pass the one back and forth.
→ No matter what, play nice! Don't make me get even more grade school on your patootie.

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① Pinocchio's Nose: Been keeping secrets and telling lies? It's time to come clean. Don't even think about trying to bullshit your way out of this one, buddy: the power of the feeling stick is mysterious and ancient, and by the wood of the cherry tree, you shall not and cannot tell a lie.

② Cupid's Arrow: Got the warm fuzzies? Well they're no good all locked away like that! Confess your feelings for the one you love, or confide in an acquaintance. Take it platonic and let a friend or family member know how much you cherish them. Either way, you're feeling might affectionate right about now.

③ The Ugly Stick: Let's figure out what's at the root of all this anger. Is there ever anything you've kept yourself from saying to spare someone's feelings? Do away with the niceties, and maybe venting (or whacking someone on the head) will solve all your problems. Or... make them worse.

④ Little Blue: What makes you sad? Don't keep it to yourself anymore. All those pent-up negative emotions are ready to spill over. Bad memories, painful regrets, and all the angst in between. If you weren't bummed out before, you may be now. It's okay to cry.

⑤ Got Wood: So much shame surrounding the subject of sex, it's no wonder it gets its own stick. Hidden fantasies, past transgressions, kinks you didn't even know you had. Let no lust go unliberated.

⑥ Travel Size: You've got something to say, but keep it short, yeah? See just how softly you can lay a blow, how harshly you can dish out an insult, or how romantically you can confess your love in seven words or less.

⑦ Fuck This!: Uh-oh. Someone hasn't been a good sport. The feeling stick rests in pieces in your palms -- you've broken it, intentionally or not, and now you will pay for violating the sanctity of nonjudgmental sharing. You know what happens to people who break the feeling stick, don't you? They're cursed to never share again. Well done, now your voice is stuck in a shell around a sea witch's neck... or something. Better figure out some other way to express yourself and break the curse, else you'll be trapped in mute repression forever.

⑧ Ol' Reliable: The default feeling stick. Whatever's on your mind, bringing you down or lifting you up, it's time to let it out. Essentially the wildcard option. Talk about anything and/or everything!

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Next time you want me to make tea, ask me to make tea, don't dredge up my past history of drug abuse as a pretext.

[ He snorts and mumbles, ]

Don't think I'll be picking up many sticks again in the future, either.

[A small huff of laughter. But more seriously;]

Was there anything else you needed to hear, John?

I can stand a little more embarrassment.

[ John can feel himself smirk at that, shaking his head slightly before he asks, ]

What did you mean when you said I'm not usually typical?

Your presence is consistently tolerable, generally enjoyable. You're my fr-

Colleague.

I've never had one before.

[ John gets up from his chair and comes stand in the entryway of the kitchen, looking at the other man. ]

You've never had a friend? Not even when you were a child?

Colleague.

[Holding that correction against him, maybe.]

[ And there's a roll of the eyes, arms crossing as he leans against the doorway. ]

You also insist on calling me your "assistant".

As opposed to-?

"Friend"?

[He just stares at him suspiciously, as he sets the teacup down in front of him.

Exactly as he takes it, milk, no sugar.]

[ John arches a brow at him before moving to take up the cup. ]

Or do you just avoid saying that word at all costs?

I hardly want to presume, again.

[ Both brows go up after taking a sip of tea. ]

But you'll presume about everything else?

Yes, but the consequences are different.

...are they?

Obviously, yes.

In what ways is it obvious?

You're still here. You wouldn't be if I didn't want you to be. Ergo, it stands that I have something to lose.

[ John... hadn't been expecting that answer. He didn't know what he had been expecting but that hadn't been among the possibilities.

At least not stated that plainly.

He blinked a few times before nodding, sipping more of his tea and not really knowing how else to respond at the moment. ]

[Sherlock curls up in his favourite armchair, tucking himself in to his own tea.]

[ John takes his seat across from Sherlock in the armchair he's sat in from the first day he entered the flat.

After taking another swallow of tea, he lets out a small sigh. ]

Well, we certainly never seem to have a shortage of awkward moments between us.

It wasn't my stick.

Technically, it wasn't mine, either.

It once belonged to tree.

Oh, how clever.

[Exasperated, but not unaffectionate.]

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