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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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There is nothing stopping you, ever.

No. Not anymore, and certainly not now.

( he's got his fingers playing through her hair now, casually. )

Ghani, I-- if I could have-- I would have-- ( no it's simple enough ) I had dreams of running away with you.

( Slowly her eyes drift closed and she leans into his touch. )

I wish that you would have made those dreams reality.

( he's the one stepping in to wrap his arms around her. whatever that stick did, it was pretty intense. )

The longer I have to reflect on what I chose to do, the more I find myself wishing the same.

I'd have run to the stars with you. ( babbling now, whoa. ) I'd give you the stars.

I do not need the stars, Leto, all I need is you.

( Reaching up she wraps her arms around his neck and smiles up at him. ) But I have you here now and that is all that matters.

( her words are a treasured gift and her embrace is more than he could ever ask for those days. )

You are the better half of me, Ghani. My dearest. ( and that's laughter; he's just sweeping her off her feet and into his arms with delight. )

( his words had her soaring high; she longed to hear him whisper the sweetest things to her and here they were. when he sweeps her of her feet she's laughing and leans forward to gently place a kiss on his lips. )

( oh ghanima his perfect compliment, the thoughts he harbored and would admit to her before their time was up.

for now, he's beyond content to sit with her and hold her to him, lost in that shared sentiment: pure love in a kiss. )

( She presses her forehead against his and closes her eyes as she takes in the scent of him. ) Are you going to leave me again?

( sitting down now, all-too comforted by her weight across his lap. )

I don't want to. ( but he'll have to. ) I am here with you for as long as I can be.

That will never be long enough.

No, it won't. Nothing will ever be long enough - save forever.

( She cups his cheek, running her thumb over the apple of it. ) My heart will always belong to you, Leto.

( he's turning his head into her hand, placing an affectionate kiss to the palm. ) And you will be my one and only, Ghani.

Enough severity, I must hear your smile and see your laughter. Do you think you can best me in our game yet?

( Her hand moves down his cheek until her thumb is brushing against his lips. )

I do believe that I can.

( of course he's going to kiss every inch of her that he can get to, starting right now with her thumb.

then he's raising both hands in order to card his fingers through her hair. ) Then by all means, show me, my dearest.

( She trembles, head tipping back as she enjoys the feeling of his fingers through her hair and body so close to hers. )

I think you should go first for making me wait so long.

( it's a simple matter of two halves making a right and perfect whole. ghanima has always been what makes him whole and this so-called "feelings stick" is allowing him to show her without any more hesitation.

leto is heeding her invitation to begin their game, and his opening is presented to him when she tips her head back: ghani's neck. it's what his mouth finds next, pressing soft kisses to the skin of her throat. )

( A shiver rips through her body along with a whimper. Ghanima knows that nothing will ever feel as good as this and she always wants it at the forefront of her memory so she doesn't have to go serching for the memory.

Her own arms slide around him, her fingers ghosting over the valley of his spike before threading through his hair. )

( his hands wander down from her hair. fingertips tracing the flare of her shoulderblades. the shape of her torso to the curve of her waist. it is there that his hands settle, cupped over her sides while his mouth moves on: throat to shoulder.

in her touch, he can count the seconds it takes for her hands to reach his hair and leto smiles against her skin, pressing closer to her warmth. )

( Oh, she wants to wipe that smile off of his face. It leads her to settling fully against his lap, even wrapping her legs around him and rocking her hips against his.

She will best him at this game of theirs, one way or another. )

( he makes room for her legs, encouraging her body to do as she wished. one of his hands drops to hold the underside of her knee. the other is content to cup the small of her back to keep her close: pressed flush, even as he leaned into her warmth in return.

and that's about when his tongue makes the faintest of paths along her clavicle. despite it all, he actually believes she might have him beat him this round. )

( She continues to work her hips and pressing her body against his. It wasn't fair, he has his to his advantage and she has to find different ways. The fingers of one hand thread through his hair, tugging on it slightly, while her other hand ghosts over his back. Letting a feather light touch run over the plains. )

( if he was focused on reading her body language past the point of ghani you are the most beautiful creature, he'd pick up on that "advantage" quip. still, he can't help the faint hiss of delight when she took at his hair the way she did.

theirs is control over every muscle in their body, so he feels every ridge of her fingerprint along his own skin, and it is a sensation that sets him to quivering at that moment. it shakes him from his focus momentarily, causing him to peer up at her as though saying "that there, don't stop doing that". )

( Leaning forward she leans her forehead against his and keeps their eyes locked together. Of course she understood what he was saying and continued with her ghost touch; allowing it to slow even more.

Tilting her head to the side, she claims his lips. Parting her own to take his between her teeth in a light tug. )

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The Feeling Stick Meme

seriously, i just love them so much.

god me too, not even going to sugarcoat it

i regret nothing

nor do i.

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kfldkfd thanks for alerting me dreamwidth!

hope it isn't turning into lj. D:

same here, that'd bite! ):

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caaaaaasually fans self because of these two

srsly. mom walks by: whatcha doin'? me: nothing involving incest.

forever corrupting the true meaning of the feeling stick meme? no regrets.

no fucks were given.

NOT ONE, AAAAAH.

iiif you ever decide to take leto anywhere and need a ghani i'm more than willing to give you mine

i don't know where i'd take leto, but o h m y you just made my life.

i know there is a ... space ship game around, but other than that i'm dumb when it comes to games.

/messages!

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