FB3X Drabble Cascades

Welcome to the FB3X Drabble Cascade, a weekly blog hop where we want you to share your drabbles, or flash fiction inspired by our word of the week. To join in, just post your piece to your blog/social media/website and add your link to the list with Title (Rating, Genre), e.g. A Little Bit of Fun (PG, Science Fiction) and then to perpetuate the cascade, add the list code to the bottom of your post :)

Title: First Impressions (G, Fantasy, Wizard’s World)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 300

The sunlight through the ornate glass ceiling and the greenery in the central atrium should have created a humid atmosphere but it wasn’t, quite. He finger combed his hair, shifting in the chair, nervous because of the interview. Leon’s parents were probably as stuffy as their atrium.

He’d fallen in love with a pure-bred familiar so easily his second year at the academy, but what did he have to offer?
It was taking them a long time to remember him.

A small movement near the base of one of the plants caught Jessie’s eye and a tiny whiskered face peeked out at him.

Warmth spread through Jessie. This must be what Leon had looked like when he was little. Giving a feline trill of encouragement, Jessie pulled out his laser pointer to lure out the tiny hunter. Soon there was scrambling and pouncing taking place in the floor space.

Such effort deserved a reward, Jessie thought, and conjured up a soft red ball slightly larger than the dot. The tiring kitten didn’t even hesitate as the plush toy appeared just as the dot disappeared. It went for the kill, falling on its side; claws anchored, and kicked the stuffings out of the helpless toy.

“Hmm, good parenting skills,” before, “ Minxy, time for a nap. Say thank you to Leon’s friend and then off you go.”

On tiny wobbly legs Minxy dragged his kill over towards Jessie, sat and mewed politely then dragged off the ball to a basket hidden beneath another potted plant.

Standing to greet an older version of Leon, Jessie with originality said, “Sir,” and felt warm arms coming around his waist from behind. “I’d like to ask for Leon’s hand in marriage. I know it seems we’ve only just met but…”

Leon’s father grinned, “Welcome son.”

Next part The Juliet Stage

FB3X Drabble Cascade #103– “multiply”

Title: The Gift of Roses (Contemporary, m/m, PG)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 300
How to not multiply your troubles; use a good, considerate, discretely sensible florist.
This fic brought to you by: http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/841135.html

Aaron was calmly snipping off thorns from rose stems when Chad found him, there were roses lined up all with their cut ends capped with water tubes.

“Someone’s getting lucky,” Chad grinned.

Aaron looked up from the stem he was working on, “Not really.”

Chad counted quickly, “That’s a dozen roses. I would think so.”

“Nope. Guy called in and requested these special for someone he works with,” Aaron replied.

“Business place romance,” was cooed.

Breaking into a grin Aaron said, “From what the guy said, I do believe he’s going to tell his boss he’s quitting. Said he’s going to give them to his asshole boss and asked for a tasteful card.”

Chad nodded at the wisdom of this, “Always leave a current job on a good note. You never know when you might need a reference or your old job back.”

“Oh, I don’t think so. I took down the card’s message.” Aaron paused then recited, “Take these and stick them in a suitable vase, ie. Up where the sun don’t shine.” Aaron picked up the next rose.

“Thought I better prune off the thorns to be on the safe side, just in case. The boss is male and it ‘was’ an office romance from what the guy said.” Aaron shrugged, “thought I’d do the guy a favor and not let him quite burn all his bridges in case they had a chance of getting back together. Boss might be kinky.”

Chad had been cringing, “This isn’t you and me, is it?”

Putting down the rose that he’d been working on, Aaron turned grinning and slid his arms around Chad’s waist. “No ‘Boss’. For you I’d leave the thorns on. You’re smarter than to stick them up our asses. Still the thorns would add teeth to the gift.”

These 2 came out of a Drabble Cascade. Prompt word "Halloween"- Blow out the Candles.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Drabble Cascade prompt: "ludicrous".
Education

Life with a Vampire

FB3X Drabble Cascade #84– “Halloween”

Title: Blow the Candles Out 5 (PG, m/m, vampire)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 300
Follows from: http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/763539.html

It clearly wasn’t the best time to have moved. They probably wouldn’t have that many Trick-or-Treaters, being new to the neighborhood and the trust factor not yet in place. It did help that he and Gabriel could say that they were an author team and worked from home. They were eccentric, not crazy weird guys. Still he hoped that Gabriel would get home with the treats soon, just in case, it was starting to get dark. The sound of the key in the lock made Brian smile. Just in time.

Still on the porch, Gabriel stood wearing a cape and his face was pasty white with gory red lips. Carefully and with the feel of ritual he handed over the many bags of what was obviously candy in full view of the stream of parents shepherding their small ghouls and princesses by their house.

Brian smiled and then gave a small shriek as Gabriel grabbed him out of the house and proceeded to ravage Brian’s neck. The moan was to be expected as Gabriel, undercover of cape, had his hands in places the watchers didn’t need to know about.

( Read more... )

More Brian and Gabriel Education

FB3X Drabble Cascade #84– “Halloween”

Title: Blow the Candles Out 4 (PG, m/m, vampire)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 300
Follows from: http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/763021.html

Sunlight streamed through the curtains’ gap and Brian knew that there was something he should be worried about but it felt too good to just turn into the warm body beside him and ….

‘Shit. Gabriel,’ he thought reaching to pull the blanket up over Gabriel’s chest to give him some protection.

A sleepy muttering came from Gabriel, “Told you, movie tripe. I’ll get a bad sunburn if I’m out in the sun without sunscreen, depending on how strong the light is, same as you but no worse.”

( Read more... )

Continues with: Part 5

FB3X Drabble Cascade #74– “Larceny”

Title: If a Fae Catches You, Eat Him (m/m, Fantasy, G)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 300
This is my one and only fanfic ever, based on Amelia Hutchins’ stories in The Fae Chronicles series.(Hers are better - *grins*for one there's dialogue. I don't like how she does her change of POV. It's uneven most times.) I’ve read the books twice through and it would be more if don’t prevent myself from opening them just to read one small scene at the beginning of that first book and it spirits me into the story. There’ll be a book 4 soon, I heard it on the winds of the internet.

My father died, my uncle said, the day he gave himself to my Fae mother. I was not yet 1 when she delivered his living husk back, his soul so gone that even his pain couldn’t even feed couldn’t feed her. She rid herself of me too and laughed telling my uncle how to keep me from turning Fae at 21. He kept me, training me to be deadly; half Fae half human, a powerful combination. At 18, I told him that I was Fairy, preferring males to females, and he disowned me, of no use for even breeding.

The first Fae I saw, I was in a crowd. I’d learned well to hide from those of my parents or so I thought. He was beautiful, dark and tall and it made me stand out in the crowd. His smile was smug with a hint of evil and he hunted me but I gave him a good run for my survival senses returned when he turned his gaze and made his companions laugh from something he said. I would have escaped except he caught me sleeping, stealing me from my bed and into Fairy. A gift he said to the ladies and kept me, no doubt to season me with my fear. It was long enough for Fairy to start undoing the spell my uncle had used to keep me human.

Kellayne ,for a Fae, had many emotions that day; surprised, disconcerted being among them when I told him I was more Fairy than he, right before I pounced. I needed to feed after all. I survived but then so did he. Oh he still feeds from ‘the ladies’, I’d laughed and told him I was indeed the better Fairy as he was Bi. Had to explain that to him.

Title: On the Hook
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 300
Prompt: A "J" is a Hook.
Sequel to Hooking in the Sea
All Thwax’s fault.

“Ensign, Captain wants to see you in his cabin, sir.”

Jones knocked on the wood door and waited until he heard the word, “Enter.”

“You wanted to see me sir?”

“Ah yes. I know that you’re new on board The Hooking Man, but you’ve seen how we earn our treasure now,” Captain Smythe paused, “and I’ve noticed that you’re uncomfortable with the work. Tell me, have you ever been with a man?”

Face red, Jones regarded his toes. “Yes sir. Been at sea since I was young and a cabin boy.”

“Then what is it that disturbs you about the way we acquire our treasure?”

“They’re not human, sir, and sailors don’t make their way on their backs, if you get my meaning.”

Amusement twinkled in the Captain’s eyes, “They do on The Hooking Man and it’s not precisely on their back, there’s a line attached to them. And until you’ve tried it, you shouldn’t distain mer cock. Took a time or two myself, but I’m the Captain and there’s protocol to be respected. Now, I hook only on special occasions .”

“Sir!?”

“Ask Wilton, he’s eager to be bait. Hogs all the action to himself. I’m thinking we should have a double dunk, Wilton and you next time, to get your ass wet. We’ll put a shingle up that you’re mer-virgin and they might be easy with you,” he shrugged.

“Sir?” Wilton asked later, “they won’t leave him alone, him never being with mer before and all.”

“Remember how you were after your first time?” The captain nodded grinning, “Jones will do fine. I gave him a spin myself. Yes, we’ll be able to pull more treasure in well and true.”

After, the crew growled as Jones again tried to pull rank, being on the hook was prized duty.

Continues with J is for Jewel

Title: The Feeding (m/m, alien)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 300
D is for Delicious

The flavor was delicious, he thought, smiling at his limp victim. Perhaps this planet would be a good place to settle. He shrugged, if not, well he could always take this one with him. Sighing, then he’d have to discover the male’s feeding requirements. A faint moan came from the table.

“What did you do to me?”

Zrink cocked his head to one side and considered, finally choosing, “Milked you.”

“I’m not a fucking cow.”

Food animal, Zrink nodded, amused again at how the predators sometimes reacted. “Let’s see if you have more to give.”

Jeremy’s cock rose happily as the probe hummed deep inside him and being fairly young soon was able to produced more. Not as much as the first time but enough that maybe a bit more could be coaxed from him. Jeremy groaned.

“You gotta give me some recovery time dude.” He watched as Zrink sipped from the cylinder, “that is so kinky. I thought you just wanted to hook up.”

Zrink ran a hand over Jeremy’s thigh, petting him and with the intent of wiggling the probe to call attention to it. His stopped. One did not play with one’s food producers during their recovery. They were to be nurtured between harvestings.

“But I have you hooked up,” he gestured at the apparatus Jeremy had in him.

Grinning tiredly, “Yeah dude but I thought we were just going to fuck, not this whatever this kinky stuff is. Not that I’m complaining but don’t you want me to suck you off?”

Zrink cupped Jeremy’s balls and stroking behind them. “Manipulation of that nature isn’t hygienic and can be traumatic to the producer.”

Letting his head fall back, Jeremy pulled his fangs back in and weakly laughed. He’d assess his blood donor more carefully, next time.

continues here with Part 2

Title: A Fitting End (murder mystery, Wizard's World)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 300

The conclusion of The Trees of Backwood. Follows from The Interview
Series Arc is all here

&&&&&

With gentle attentiveness, Tammy Aghdashloo was seated for the reading of the will and looked around the small room puzzled at the two strangers who were ushered in as well.

The solicitor started reading:

I, Sessions Adhdashloo, of Blackwood Parish do revoke all prior wills I have previously made.

I am married to Tammy Adomicetti and regretted it every minute. Divorce was not an option because of a prenuptial magical binding. My death shall terminate this marriage and all my worldly goods shall revert to my closest living blood kin.

Therefore, a prepaid contract with Resurrection-R-Us shall go into effect for the raising and reformation of my body into life. My death shall set me free and my reformation shall make me my own beneficiary.

In addition, if Tammy Adhdashloo nee Adomicetti shall have caused my death through; action, collusion, arrangement; magical or otherwise, she shall not survive the 45 days of my reformation. This curse shall be proof of her guilt and will only be put into effect by that circumstance. If she shall survive then she may keep the house and contents for as long as she lives after which the house shall be consumed by fire in its entirety with her in it, I greatly hope.

“No! I’m not responsible for your death Sessions Adhdashloo,” Tammy threw her head back and shrieked at the ceiling, “Do you hear me?!”

“Lie,” responded one of the witnesses to the Will’s reading.

Tammy slewed around glaring malevolently at him, “I am not lying!” she spat.

“That also is a lie,” was calmly stated.

Whittaker stood taking out and positioning an entrapment sphere. “Tammy Adhdashloo I arrest …”

“No! I won’t let you,” casting out her hand to prevent the sphere’s activation.

Escaping, she never noticed the tree in the shrubbery.

FB3X Drabble Cascade #37 - Cry

Title: To Have a Demon (PG, demon/human)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 300
Prompt: Cry
Set in the Demon Mine ‘verse

Half awake as he plodded one foot in front of the other through the village, his first reaction was to tense up at the sounds. The moaning spoke of someone in deep pain. Forcibly throwing off exhaustion and gathering whatever brain cells could be shaken awake, Matt tried to locate where the noises were coming from before realizing in what part of the village he was passing through.

Oh course. Freniel’s house. Freniel had returned recently from the human plane after a successful hunt. His human consort, Karl, was larger than ‘Niel’, which said something, and there’d been much joking about their courtship.

Matt glanced up at the window to see the window gaping. ‘Niel’ was boasting or was it Karl who was the boaster. Smothering a laugh behind a tightly clasped to mouth hand Matt took himself home, the rhythmic groaning following him. The slapping of flesh on flesh accompaniment said that someone was putting some real effort of percussive manipulation into eliciting those groans and was as stimulating to listener as it was to the receiving party.

Running home would raise eyebrows and probably smiles. Bikiel and Matt were still a fairly new couple themselves. Not as new as Freniel and Karl, but Matt had always insisted on the windows being closed and glared whenever he’d found the window sashes agape. So Matt hurried, matching his strides to the rising groans that were becoming urgent cries of more, harder, faster; following him.

Once home Matt called, “Kiel! Kiel, where are you?” slamming the door behind and making a rapid search for his prey.

“Ah, and here I thought you might be tired,” Kiel smiled.

“Niel was riding Karl.”

“Yes?”

“No.” Scandalized, “Niel was receiving.” Flapping his hands, “Now. Take me to bed. And the windows better stay Shut.”

FB3X Drabble Cascade #36 - Teach

The Holiday that wasn’t. (G)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 300
Prompt: Teach
Blame this one on Frogs.

First it was the lack of snow and then it was the warm temperatures that trailed their way through into December. Santas stood, sweat beading their faces and dark patches on red suits that later would be limed with white, outside malls and larger stores ringing bells in weather that was normally reserved for summer. If you lived in Australia this would be nothing new or unexpected but this was the northern hemisphere. Global warming had either truly taken effect or something was disastrously wrong.

How anyone could get into the Christmas buying frenzy, that stores used to balance their budgets out of the red, no one knew. Winter coats languished alongside of sweaters, mittens and scarves. Cities and towns set aside holiday decorations, though some stores did try. The churches though played up the hot desert theme as true to life for the greatest gift given by God, the birth of the baby Jesus.

Far away at the North Pole the sleigh was fitted up with snow tires embedded with studs , a really grand idea as they’d make the interesting clicking sound somewhere between tiny hooves and bells. The reindeer would get to stay home this year and Mr. and Mrs. Claus could stay on their diets, not having to bake or consume all those cookies. It was a good year for the Claus’ and just what Mrs. Claus would have wished for if she’d known it was possible. Mr. Claus smiled at his cleverness and thanked God for knowing someone in high places.

Everyone knew that the best presents are those that were surprises and the World would have gotten coal anyway this year if it wouldn’t have increased the air pollution.

Yes, the Whos mourned their stolen Christmas but other whos thought it a proper lesson.

Profile

charisstoma

October 2023

S	M	T	W	T	F	S
1	2	3	4	5	6	7
8	9	10	11	12	13	14
15	16	17	18	19	20	21
22	23	24	25	26	27	28
29	30	31

Syndicate

Page Summary

FB3X Drabble Cascade #151 - 'steam'
Drabble Cascade #103 - "multiply"
Brian and Gabriel
Drabble Cascade #84 – “Halloween” Part 5
Drabble Cascade #84 – “Halloween” Part 4
Drabble Cascade #74– “Larceny” #3
Drabblerotic 2014 - A "J" is a Hook
Drabblerotic 2014 - D is for Delicious
The Trees of Blackwood (Murder mystery, Wizards’ World) part 5
Drabble Cascade #37 - Cry : To Have a Demon (PG, demon/human)
Drabble Cascade #36 - Teach: The Holiday that wasn't. (G)

Style Credit

Style: Neutral Good for Practicality by timeasmymeasure

Expand Cut Tags

Page generated Jun. 23rd, 2025 04:43 pm

charisstoma

Entries tagged with 300 words

FB3X Drabble Cascade #151 - 'steam'

FB3X Drabble Cascades

Drabble Cascade #103 - "multiply"

Brian and Gabriel

Drabble Cascade #84 – “Halloween” Part 5

Drabble Cascade #84 – “Halloween” Part 4

Drabble Cascade #74– “Larceny” #3

Drabblerotic 2014 - A "J" is a Hook

Drabblerotic 2014 - D is for Delicious

The Trees of Blackwood (Murder mystery, Wizards’ World) part 5

Drabble Cascade #37 - Cry : To Have a Demon (PG, demon/human)

Drabble Cascade #36 - Teach: The Holiday that wasn't. (G)