FB3X Drabble Cascade #78 - word of the week is 'delta'

Welcome to FB3X Drabble Cascade #78 - This week's word of the week is 'delta'.

Suitable for all.

The Way A Cascade Works

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 :)

For folks who enjoy reading drabbles/flash fiction: you can then peruse the cascade to your heart's content :).

AND NOW - on to the fiction :)

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Contains adult themes,
or language

On The Edge (PG, m/m, Fantasy)

by Sophie Duncan

Author's Note
So, I did quite a lot of maths at school and delta to me means difference, so this is what I came up with this week :).

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When the wiseone had told him he was a Delta - ‘one who is different’ - Jac hadn’t believed her. He hadn’t felt different from the others of his tribe. Not until he’d heard the call of his mate from deep in the jungle and something primal had woken.

Darkness falling, he stood on the outer edge of the village, alert and aroused - family, possessions, even clothing left behind. Leaves rustled, a figure dropped down in front of him; he breathed in the male scent that had been haunting his dreams.

A growl. A brush of fir. Difference began.

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Suitable for all.

Destiny (PG, m/m, Fantasy)

by Natasha Duncan-Drake

Author's Note
So I had to look up today's word for some inspiration and fourth is what jumped out at me. This is what happened in my brain :). Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it.

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Gan knew the magic would kill him, or worse. He was only a fourth level mage, a lowly delta, and he was not ready for the amount of power in the talisman, probably never would be, but he was the last. His teacher was gone, the enemy was gone, but there was still an open hell gate.

The talisman had opened it and could close it and he had to master the sacred object.

One last time he looked over to Prince Hugh and felt his love burn. He let that guide him and, clasping the talisman, accepted his destiny.

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