it's really very simple, be inspired by our word of the week and just write :).
To see this week's entries check out the list at the bottom of this post. We put it behind a cut so it doesn't clog up your scrolling.
A drabble is a work of 100 words exactly. Flash fiction is a work of up to 500 words. Both may be submitted to the cascade. So What Can You Write? The simple answer is - anything! Our work here on FB3X will be erotically themed. but feel free to take the inspiration any way you want to, fiction, fanfiction, non-fiction, meta, since variety is the spice of life!
To those struck by inspiration (and no you don't have to be a professional writer to join in, anyone can embrace their inner author):
- Below you will find a chance to join in the cascade in the form of a linked list
- Write a drabble/flash fiction inspired by the word of the week.
- Post the fiction to your own blog, social media, or website
- Then insert a link into the linked list to that drabble/flash fiction for everyone to find (A hint of the genre of your drabble/flash fiction in the title of your post would be appreciated.), e.g. A Little Bit of Fun (PG, Science Fiction)
- To encourage your friends to join in and hence cascade the fun, you can also add the list into your own post by copying the code.
- OR you can just write us something in the comments :)
AND NOW - on to the fiction :)
|Contains adult themes,|
I'm trying to do something a little different this year. For those of you who don't know, unless it's a week inspired by a holiday, or memorable occasion, our word of the week is picked by opening up a dictionary to a random location, waving a finger about without looking at the page and pointing it to a word, i.e. it's chance. So, this year, rather than standalone drabbles, I am going to try writing a coherent story, Flight of Fire, in 100 word episodes, each one inspired by the word of the week. I have a vague outline for characters and direction of Flight of Fire, but specifics will be decided by the word of the week.
Yet, there was something missing.
As irresistible as the enchantment was, the utter togetherness Stephan had experienced after Benedict’s assault now eluded him. He sought it out, but it remained beyond him, and, slowly, he came back to earth with a vague sense of disappointment.
|Contains adult themes,|
So I failed on the drabble this week so I present a triple drabble (300 words). I just couldn't say what I wanted to convey in any less. Hope you enjoy it.
Of course, that may have also had something to do with the man effortlessly holding him against the bedroom wall and passionately kissing down his neck. Most of the blood in his brain had relocated elsewhere.
It was crazy and insane, but wild magic had met the bindings on him and shattered them the moment he laid eyes on his target. He did not understand what was going on at all, he only knew he wanted it. This wall he liked.
"Mate with me," his captor all but growled.
"Yes," he said with no hesitation.
His body armour simply shredded under his target's hands.
"Who bound you?" his soon to be lover asked between kisses. "I will kill them."
He had no voice to reply. He was feeling things he had never experienced before, wild and free and mostly directed at the man touching him.
"I thought you dead so long ago," his lover told him while all but tearing his clothes off. "I felt the connection between our souls sever before I ever knew your name."
"Master ... master of assassins," he finally managed to find some words, "bought ... me from ... bandits."
"He will rue the day he thought to own a Child of the Moon."
Finally Poli understood. He had always wondered why he was bound and others weren't, why he was stronger and faster. Children of the Moon were legendary shape-changers, powerful and respected, and they always came in pairs. This was where he was always supposed to have been.
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