DRABBLE: White Release
Title: White Release
Rating: R
Pairing: One-sided (at least) Rockso/Toki
Warning: Talk of drug use, masturbation, and...release.
Notes: 2nd person POV.
White Release
You're washed up. Your reunion tours fail. Your rehab fails. You can't stay out of jail. You've gained weight since your youth. You used to look cheery and handsome, with well-defined abs. Now you just look like bad news, which is probably closer to the truth.
Toki is pretty much everything you've ever been, only you can't see him going downhill. Toki is handsome, and optimistic, like a little Prince Charming trying time and time again to save your stupid, prissy, uncultured ass. You're a dying highlighter, and he's a florescent yellow crayon, and he's strong in ways you've never even cared to be.
He's so strong. Not just physically. You know people who are physically strong. No, it's his emotional resilience that makes you do things like sit your hat on his head and watch him smile, makes you cry into his shoulder with his soft hair against your cheek.
You're legitimately in love with Toki Wartooth. That's why it's not that dirty to you when you touch yourself, thinking about him. When have you ever been able to curb your own addictions anyway?
That's what he is, for you. The healthiest addiction you've ever had. The two of you work in a way you shouldn't. YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE, A FUCKUP, A GOOD-FOR-NOTHING CLOWN. He's so full of light it explodes from his pores and his smile and covers you in its softness and glow, and you're secretly in awe of him. And, despite the fact he's so famous, and so good, he's kind of yours.
Cocaine has been your white release for forever. Semen...is just another white release. Your cum sock...is a Toki Wartooth sock. And somehow, despite how sick and wrong that is, you know it's okay, because he'll never find out. After all, you're kind of an asshole to him, to everybody. More than kind of.
Toki Wartooth is at his most bright and beautiful when he's shining on your pathetic darkness. So, in a twisted way, maybe you're doing him a favor. The orgasm is always extra sweet when you start thinking thoughts like that.
Rating: R
Pairing: One-sided (at least) Rockso/Toki
Warning: Talk of drug use, masturbation, and...release.
Notes: 2nd person POV.
White Release
You're washed up. Your reunion tours fail. Your rehab fails. You can't stay out of jail. You've gained weight since your youth. You used to look cheery and handsome, with well-defined abs. Now you just look like bad news, which is probably closer to the truth.
Toki is pretty much everything you've ever been, only you can't see him going downhill. Toki is handsome, and optimistic, like a little Prince Charming trying time and time again to save your stupid, prissy, uncultured ass. You're a dying highlighter, and he's a florescent yellow crayon, and he's strong in ways you've never even cared to be.
He's so strong. Not just physically. You know people who are physically strong. No, it's his emotional resilience that makes you do things like sit your hat on his head and watch him smile, makes you cry into his shoulder with his soft hair against your cheek.
You're legitimately in love with Toki Wartooth. That's why it's not that dirty to you when you touch yourself, thinking about him. When have you ever been able to curb your own addictions anyway?
That's what he is, for you. The healthiest addiction you've ever had. The two of you work in a way you shouldn't. YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE, A FUCKUP, A GOOD-FOR-NOTHING CLOWN. He's so full of light it explodes from his pores and his smile and covers you in its softness and glow, and you're secretly in awe of him. And, despite the fact he's so famous, and so good, he's kind of yours.
Cocaine has been your white release for forever. Semen...is just another white release. Your cum sock...is a Toki Wartooth sock. And somehow, despite how sick and wrong that is, you know it's okay, because he'll never find out. After all, you're kind of an asshole to him, to everybody. More than kind of.
Toki Wartooth is at his most bright and beautiful when he's shining on your pathetic darkness. So, in a twisted way, maybe you're doing him a favor. The orgasm is always extra sweet when you start thinking thoughts like that.