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Wherefore Art Thou, Oz Drabble Tree?

Feb 14, 2018 19:37

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siren vanillalime February 15 2018, 18:36:59 UTC

Exhausted, Toby sat on the floor of the shed, trying to regroup. He was filthy, hungry, and scared, and he was regretting every decision he’d made in the last 24 hours.

Toby’s eyes came to rest on a pair of pruning shears hanging on the wall. He looked over at the man responsible for this nightmare, sleeping peacefully on the floor, and envisioned plunging those shears into his fat ass. Toby grinned crazily, relishing the idea, until he heard the wail of a siren in the distance.

Toby jumped to his feet. To his surprise, he found himself wishing they’d been discovered, it was over, and he’d soon be going home.

His blood ran cold as he realized he thought of Oz as home.

Home is where the heart is, his mother used to say ( ... )

"Let's see if she's got some money.", 100 words. trillingstar February 16 2018, 10:52:43 UTC

"Let's see if she's got some money." Chris rifled through Bonnie's wallet. A solitary ten in the billfold, but he found two fifties folded together behind a black-and-white photobooth picture, showing Chris and Bonnie's faces squished together, grinning like fools.

Chris studied the photo as he tucked one of the bills into his pocket. They'd been high the whole time. Vegas was blurred colors trailing everywhere and echoes of Bonnie teasing him, laughing, Bonnie panting in his ear, the wet slurp of Bonnie's pussy on his cock. Best things to come outta fuckin' Vegas were the marriage and his tat.

tat vanillalime February 17 2018, 18:28:11 UTC

Laughing uncontrollably, Sean knocked over his glass, spilling what was left of his beer onto the bar.

"And then, and then," slurred Tim, "O’Reily said… "

"Yeah, yeah?"

"He said, 'It’s not what it looks like! I ain't no fag!'"

They both dissolved into a fit of giggles.

Tim wiped his hand over his face. "Man, we should stop now, before we end up at a tattoo parlor."

"Oh, we should get tattoos! I’ll get a shamrock! Or leprechaun!"

"I already gotta tat," Tim mumbled ( ... )

seen you naked a thousand times, 200 words cmk418 February 20 2018, 02:05:32 UTC

He knows every line of your body. He’s seen you naked a thousand times- from sleepovers to the locker room in the gym or at work to when this thing between you finally took off. After all this time, why are you suddenly freaking out ( ... )

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a reawakening cmk418 February 17 2018, 04:41:40 UTC

He strains against the bonds, this prison that holds him. He knows it’s for his own protection, these restraints that assure that one day his bones will heal. That day isn’t today.

Today is for other things, a breaking apart, cracking open, not only physically, but mentally. Love tossed aside, heart broken, nothing left but darkness.

Maybe the darkness has been there all along. The drinking, the recklessness. How else could he explain being attracted to people who were so destructive?

This brokenness inside and outside of him has become a reawakening to the demons lurking under the surface. They are restrained for now, but once he heals, he’ll let them out.

Re: demons mazephoenix February 17 2018, 10:03:19 UTC

Toby has demons, he has nightmares, he has a beast riding him every night. He is a bitch, and he’s a pussy that Schillinger enjoys because he broke him in, he stole his virginity in a fashion and he parades him around EmCity dolled up like a cheap whore.
Toby craves him, craves the humiliation like it’s booze, its better than his wife's stale kisses, her sweet pussy.
When Schillinger tires of his submission and gives him to Keller he’s unhappy at first, but Keller teaches him to enjoy a different kind of a ride, with Keller’s hard body molded to his, claiming kisses pressed to his throat.
That is an addiction of a deadly kind.

that day isn't today, 200 words vanillalime March 6 2018, 22:50:01 UTC

Chris climbs the steps along the first-base line, squinting into the warm spring sunshine. He searches until he finds Holly, engrossed in reading her program. The stadium is only half-full, but he takes the seat directly in front of her. He waits.

In time, Toby appears, juggling three Cokes while Harry carries the hot dogs.

Toby sits down next to Holly, and Chris smiles as he breathes in Toby's aftershave and sweat. Perhaps, someday, Chris will allow Toby to smell his scent in return. But that day isn't today.As Toby hands Holly her drink, the batter hits a foul ball that rockets through the air at 100 mph, directly in line with Holly's head ( ... )

birthday, 100 words vanillalime February 19 2018, 18:13:16 UTC

Keller knocked once on his door, then quickly stepped inside.

"Hey, O'Reily, I wanna ask you a favor."

Ryan glanced down from his bunk. "It'll cost $20."

"You don’t even know what it is!"

"I know today’s Beecher’s birthday, K-Boy. I’m guessing $20 is a fair price."

Keller scowled. "Fine."

Minutes later, Ryan stood guard outside the storage closet. A suspicious Hoyt approached him, asking, "What’s goin’ on in there?"

Ryan grinned. "Five bucks, and I’ll let you take a peek."

Word spread, and an hour later, Ryan was $100 richer.

Beecher’s birthday was Ryan’s favorite day of the year.

Re: You don't even know, 100 words trillingstar February 28 2018, 20:37:41 UTC

The last streetlight at the end of the block pulsed and glowed, beckoning them into the shadows.

Chris moved with focused intent.

Quickly, Ronnie grabbed his shirt. "You don't even know what's there!"

"All the more reason to check it out, dontcha think?"

"No," Ronnie mumbled. He cast a belligerent look at Chris.

Chris grinned. "You need to loosen up, Ronald."

"I'm loose," Ronnie protested, ignoring the sparkle of Chris' laughing eyes.

"Then c'mon," Chris said. His warm fingers wrapped around Ronnie's wrist, urging him forward.

Ronnie sighed, but got moving. It wasn't ever a question; he'd follow Chris anywhere.

rivulets of water, 100 words trillingstar March 11 2018, 07:09:59 UTC

Ryan O'Reily's no fag, okay? Never was, never will be.

That doesn't stop his gaze from traveling down Alvarez's toned back and resting on his little butt, where rivulets of water run over the curves. He must make a sound because Alvarez turns, spotting him.

"The fuck, O'Reily?" Alvarez demands, his eyes narrowing, but he doesn't move to cover up. Ryan focuses on how Alvarez's collarbones glisten wetly in the spray.

"Back the hell up, asshole," Alvarez spits out.

For a terrifying second, Ryan thinks that he's actually stepped forward, hand outstretched to touch, brain overriding his urge to flee.

*
This actually went way long and I've posted the rest on AO3.

(slight variation of) brain overriding his urge, 100 words vanillalime March 14 2018, 16:34:36 UTC

Trying to please Toby, Keller decided self-reflection was the key to self-control, using his brain to override his urges for violence.

"Write down your thoughts. Set goals, follow through."

Sister Pete usually dispensed shitty advice, but that might work. Grabbing a pencil, he started small:

Five People in Oz I’ll Never Kill

1. Toby (duh)
2. Mukada (I’d go to hell)
3. Sister Pete (ditto)

Keller paused, thinking, and added,

4. Rebadow (good chess opponent)

Then, stumped, he studied the Commons...

5. Busmalis (annoying habits)
5. Cyril (unpredictable)
5. Murphy (hack’s a hack)

... until, finally, he spotted some nobody.

5. Shemin (that loser will never cause me problems)