Scissorknot's Fan-fics and poems

Written for the third Oz Drabble Tree at oz_wishing_well

Title: Rules
Character(s): Keller
Word Count: 100
Line Riffed: set of mind numbing rules

Did the CO's really think that his fellow inmates really listened to them? That they gave a shit about their set of mind numbing rules? If anyone gave a shit about rules they would not be here. They were really just better off locking us all up in a cage and not letting us out. Hell we already have a toilet just add a shower and give us our meals in here and we are set. But that would be inhumane. They treat us like animals in a fucking zoo but it would be wrong to acknowledge that they did.

Written for the thrid Oz Drabble Tree at oz_wishing_well

Title: Aftermath
Character(s)Keller
Word Count: 100
Line Riffed: Filthy, he felt so filthy

He just laid there sweating and panting. Filthy, he felt so filthy but it was such a great feeling. Having Toby lying next to him breathing just as hard was music to his ears. It was almost as nice as hearing him calling his name. Now that was fucking heaven. It was even better then the sex itself. He had always loved fucking but it was different than Toby. It was more than just a physical experience. It was almost spiritual. Watching those eyes roll back in his head every time he trusted in to him was orgasmic in itself.

Written for the third Oz Drabble Tree at oz_wishing_well

Title: Blood
Character: Keller
Word Count: 100
Line Riffed: Blood streamed down his arms

Blood streamed down his arms. Toby's blood streamed down his arms. This cannot be happening. Dear god this has to be a horrible dream. He held the man he loved in his arms as the warm sticky liquid kept flowing out of Toby, his Toby. He should have moved faster. Should have gotten to Vern first. Now he just felt so helpless as he held him. There was nothing he could to but hold him. He kept muttering to his bleeding love “Everything thing is gonna be ok Toby.” If he said it enough it might just become the truth.

Written for the third Oz Drabble Tree at oz_wishing_well

Title: Power
Character(s): Barlog
Word Count: 100
Line Riffed: His lips hovering tantalizingly close to his


He waited for his brain to start working again so he could figure out what just happened. If he was not mistaken Keller had just kissed him and damn what a kiss it was. His lips hovering tantalizingly close to his and he did it again. Once again turning his brain into goo and damn did it feel good. He had wanted to do this to Chris so many times but could never work up the courage. Chris’ feelings for him never seemed to stray from friendship. Something had changed that but he was damn glad that it finally happened.

Written for the third Oz Drabble Tree at oz_wishing_well

Title: Surrender
Character: Barlog/implied Keller
Word Count: 100
Line Riffed; soulful blue eyes

Keller's soulful blue eyes always broke him. Even when he knew he was lying to him all Chris had to do was just look at him and he bent to his will every time. He thought he had changed since the last time he had seen him, thought that he had gotten strong. That those stunning blue no longer had any power over him. But today in the gym proved him wrong. Chris looking down at him. That kissed that burned him to his soul. He knew he would never be able to break the spell Keller had over him.

Written for the thrid Oz Drabble Tree at oz_wishing_well

Title: Sandwich
Character: Murphy
Word Count: 100
Line Riffed: death-by-sandwich

Tim had warned him to expect the unexpected but this was just fucking weird. Who the hell had ever heard of death-by-sandwich? He hand expected: shankings, broken necks, over dosing, but a fucking sandwich come on. What were they going to have to do, teach the inmates to eat properly? The dinks in hear really needed to start fucking thinking. His feel CO’s could only protect them from other inmates. Not from their own stupidity. But then again was it really bad. If the idiot could not eat and sandwich properly that just meant one less dumbass to baby sit.

Written for the third Oz Drabble Tree at oz_wishing_well

Title: Remember
Character(s): Keller
Word Count: 100
Line Riffed: outside of the grimy visitor's room

He watched as Toby walked outside of the grimy visitor's room. He could tell that his visit was numbered. Now that Toby had this Marion in his life he would be forgotten. It did not come as a surprise. Promises were as easy to brake, as they were to make. He was going to rot in here while Toby had a nice and happy life with out him. Who could blame him for being upset about that? It looks like Toby needed to be reminded of just whom he was dealing with. You do not walk out on Chris Keller.

Written for the third Oz Drabble tree at oz_wishing_well

Title: Confession
Character: Barlog
Word Count: 100
Line Riffed: It felt as though

He never thought he would even consider ratting on Chris, but he knew every day in Oz was one more foot in the fucking grave. He needed to get out of here before he became like the rest of the soulless fuckers in here. But could he do this, could he snitch on his friend. He was so fucking nervous. It felt as though his stomach was doing fucking jumping jacks. He needed some advice but he knew he would be screwed if Chris found out. Who could he ask that would not give a fuck if Keller died? "Beecher."

Written for the thrid Oz Drabble Tree at oz_wishing_well 

Title: Ink
Character: Keller
Word Count:
Line riffed: He was the king shit

He was the king shit or at least that was what he was thinking when he got the tattoo. Now that the drugs have worn off he did not think so. It wasn’t that bad of a tat but whom the fuck wants Jesus on their shoulder. Hell it could be worse. At least it was not a fucking panther. At least it would be a good conversation starter. People would be curious to ask about it. Hell it may even help him get in to someone’s pants. Then he could show them why everyone calls him the “all mighty”.

Drabble written for the thirs Oz Drabble Tree at oz_wishing_well

Title: Games
Character(s) Beecher/implied Keller
Word Count: 100
Line riffed: the nights are the worst

Ever since that faithful day everything had turned upside down. The days are shit but the nights are the worst. Keller watched him, keeping tabs of what or who he did. Like an ever present angel, dispensing punishment out to those who sinned with him. Keeping Toby aware of the death he kept causing to the world. Reminding him just who he belonged to. Controlling his life from a distance. Making him play Keller’s deadly game of Simon Says. Killing those who disobeyed his silent orders to leave his Toby alone. Keller’s eye burning with a warning to the world.

Title: Solitary
WC: 100
Character(s): Beecher
Written for Challenge #125 - Bite at

hardtime100 

As the shivers set in Tobias kept biting his tongue. It hurt but not as much as his stomach. He had spent the past sixteen hours fry heaving. Now he was spitting up blood, or at least trying to. Being strapped to a bed made it a little difficult. They had been kind enough to undo the straps so he would not choke on his own vomit. No one had told him withdrawal sucked so much, but it sure as hell beat the heel out of sleeping with Schillinger. He would take this shit over the Nazi fuck any day.

 

Title: Visitation
WC: 100
Character(s): Holly Beecher
Written for the second Oz drabble tree at oz_wishing_well

The metal door clanging shut startled here. “This is was only the beginning.” She told herself. She still had to go through the metal detector and two more doors before she would get to see her dad. She remembered doing this with Gary a few times. She still missed him and blamed herself. If she had not gotten in that van none of this would have happened. But she had to be strong for her daddy. Ever since his friend moved he seemed so lost and sad. She could tell that he missed him as much as he did Gary.

Title: Reflection
WC: 100
Characters: Beecher, Keller
Written for the second Oz drabble tree at

 

“That bitch!” Keller scoffed.

 

“You know it is true Chris.”

 

“And why are you still upset about this? I mean come on Toby. That happened thirty tears. Do not you think it is time to move on?”

 

“No that little bitch ruined my childhood.”

 

“I think you are over reacting there. She was just a puppet.”

 

“I do not care. Miss. Piggy was a little bitch. I could never see why Kermit liked her. You know he was meant to end up with Gonzo.”

 

“God you are so hot when you are worked up. You thinking what I am thinking?” 

 

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Title: Revelations
WC: 100
Characte(s) Beecher, Sister Pete
Written for the second Oz drabble tree at oz_wishing_well

 

 

If he hurried he would have just enough time to clean up before work. He needed to look his best for Keller. “Sister Pete. It is good to see you today.” “Tobias. You seem awfully happy today.” “I am. Chris gets back today.” “Oh Tobias. No one told you?” “Told me what?” “About Chris?” “What?! Did something happen to him?” “No he is fine he is being put in protective custody. He is on trial for another murder. I am sorry.” “You think I would get use to disappointment by now. I guess god just loves to fuck me over."

Title: Lost and Found
WC: 100
Character(s) Keller
Written for the second Oz drabble tree at oz_wishing_well 


"I am on my own."

Keller said as he watched Toby walk away.

"Nothing new there."

Toby had promised him that he would not forget him, but that was a moot point after this visit. Toby had meet someone and it would not be long before he had no room in his life for Chris. Unless Chris did something about that. He had to get him back. The only way to do that was to get him back in OZ. The question is would it be worth it. Looking at the dingy walls the answer was obvious to Chris.

“Yes.” 

Orignaily posted at hardtime100
WC: 100
#97: Grave

The ride was peaceful and the scenery was beautiful. The only reminder or the heartbreak was the dirt still clinging to his knees. He was tempted to pinch himself to see if he was dreaming, but he knew that this was reality. His son was dead and there was nothing that could be done about it. The stares during the service had not bothered it.. The reminder that he had lost not only his son but his humanity was too much for him to bear. He locked away all the painful memories as the bus pull back in to Oz.

Orignaily posted at hardtime100
WC: 100
#4: Music

Ever since he had been shot it seemed the bunk below him. It all started that night after Chris had returned from the hospital. He had noticed the look in Keller’s eyes when he had let go of him. It seemed as if a part of him had died inside and Toby wanted to make it better.  He got of his bed and set on Chris’. Wrapping his arms around him, “It’s ok Chris.” Toby hummed a song from his childhood. His mom use to hum it when he was upset and it just felt right to do it now.

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WC: 100
#13: Footsteps

The constant tapping of shoes on the hard ground kept mocking him, reminding him that he was utterly alone. Sure there was plenty of people around him but not the one that mattered. No he was on the outside fucking some teacher and forgetting about him, the bastard. It was obvious to him that Toby’s promise to never for get him was a fucking lie. He was going to get Toby back, it was just a matter of time now. “Toby needs to remember that his heart belongs to me.”

 

Chris picked up the phone, “Yes, is Detective Weber there?”

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So it is a few hour late but here it is.

Title: Twist of Fate Part 2.
Oz/SVU crossover
Rating: R for language
Summary: Stabler investigates a case that involves Beecher. (Lame summay I know) 
If you notice and spelling or blatant grammar mistakes, like there instead of their, or two instead of too, to etc., would you please let me know.

prompt made by poetfades2black at oz_wishing_well

( The Story )

Title: Twist of Fate
Oz/SVU crossover
Rating: R for language
Set Up: Here is goes. In season five Keller was never sent back to OZ and Season 6 never happened. Beecher got his parole in like normal but he does not end up breaking it like in the show. In coming chapters I will deal more with the Oz that I left behind but eight now that is all you need to know before you read.
Also if you notice and spelling or blatant grammar mistakes, like there instead of their, or two instead of too, to etc., would you please let me know. I did a half ass job of proof reading this.


Prompt by

poetfades2black at  oz_wishing_well

 

Pairing/Character(s): Stabler/Beecher
Keyword/Phrase: (I can't think of anything clever for this option)
Canon/AU/Either:
Special Requests: I want this to take place some time after Elliot's fallout with his wife. Toby's paroled from Oz and witness something that the SVU squad is investigating but there are people on the inside (OZ) willing to do anything to keep him quiet. The staff in oz are covering it up and stabler is in charge of making sure no harm comes to beecher. you can pretty much do what you like...don't have to many specifications fo the fic. I only ask that you do not make it so Elliot/Keller are twins/related, or toby gets with him because of Keller. Do what you can to keep Keller from stealing the show so to speak. He can be mentioned but not to the point where toby sees Elliot and thinks Keller. 

( The Story )