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.
“You and Benedict are…” Stephan didn’t know the word for what he sensed.
‘United,’ the answer flooded him.
Stephan’s heart sank a little. He was an interloper. He turned. Yet, a wing blocked his way. He looked back.
Foxed by his own instincts, Stephan sat.
|Contains adult themes,|
I did it again, I'm sorry, have a flash fiction of 500 words instead of a drabble :).
It was as if the gods were laughing at him, taunting him for his origins; plucked from the gutter, a sneak thief and now a damned fox.
He had been so embarrassed he had left the ceremony before any of the noble-borns could get a jibe in. When he had had hopes of becoming a knight defender he had been able to put up with the jokes, the sneers at his illiteracy. He had worked hard over the last two years learning everything from reading to combat, but no one was going to want a fox in their regiment.
"Kris," he heard Regina, one of his few friends, call. "Kris, you have to come out, the Prince has returned."
"Look I know this is a shock, but a mate like that; I thought you'd jump at the chance even though he's male."
"What?" he asked and stuck his head out of his hiding place. "Someone else is a fox too?"
That was another thing that had stung; he had had no mate. All Changers paired up and with their own kind.
"Oh my god, you don't know," Regina said.
"Know that I'm a complete embarrassment?" he shot back, he was in no mood for teasing. "At least I'm not alone."
"Oh, Kris," Regina said and sat down next to him, "that's why you ran away."
"My ignorance showing."
"Kris, you're not an embarrassment, if anything everyone finally understands why Xan ordered you dragged here kicking and screaming that day."
"I thought I was going to be executed or something," he said, cheeks colouring with the memory. "Noble-borns don't look at street kids unless they want to beat them or bed them."
Regina had the decency to look embarrassed for her whole caste at that home-truth.
"Anyway, not the point," she said. "You are a fox and there is only one other fox in the kingdom and he's been waiting for another for ten years."
Kris almost groaned again, he was going to be someone's younger sidekick, but at least he was not alone.
"Who?" he demanded.
"I already told you," Regina said.
"No, you said the Prince has returned, not..." he trailed off. "No..."
"But he is the most respected commander in ten generations."
Kris didn't get it.
"Because he's cunning and incredibly quick in battle," Regina told him. "Why do you think he has the fox on his standard?"
Kris hadn't remembered that.
"But foxes are so much smaller."
"Size isn't everything," Regina said. "Foxes are only seen twice in a generation and make the greatest leaders."
"And no one thought to mention this, ever?"
"It's something everyone knows."
"Oh god he's going to be so disappointed," he said as his insecurities reared again.
Regina smacked him on the back of the head for that one.
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