#polyamorous fiction

[oldschoolvillageidiot]

Book birthday! Polyamorous romance, no contrived drama/jealousy, just three adults testing the waters to see if they’re three instead of two. 

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Six years ago, it was love at first sight when firefighter Tori Branigan met photographer Lea Contreras. It only took a walk around the block for them to know exactly what they wanted. Three years later, they made things official with a quiet ceremony at the courthouse and settled into their happily-ever-after. Then they met Janice Kozak.

[andybwriting]

Save the Long Black Veil for Another Tragedy

(Today's prompt was to right an injustice in someone else's fiction. I chose the song Long Black Veil, originally recorded by Left Frizzell but made famous when Johnny Cash covered it. Then mashed it up with Reba McIntyre's The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia, because why not? Also, ever wonder why Bobby McGee was on the move? And have you noticed that in some versions of Me and Bobby McGee, Bobby's a woman?)

Dill stared at his wife. Had he just heard what he thought he had? Had Mary just sat there cool as a motherfucking cucumber and claimed she had no idea where Johnny had been on the night Seth Amos was shot? Dill knew exactly where he’d been. He’d been in bed with Mary. That’s why Dill had been down at Web’s Bar.

“Jesus Christ, what is wrong with you?” Dill yelled. Both Mary and Detective Frizzell stared at him, Mary with horror and the detective with interest. “Johnny could hang without an alibi, Mary! And you’re going to deny that you were with him? For what? So the hens at the hair salon don’t gossip about you? You can’t be serious. It’s like you don’t even care about him.”

Tears welled up in her eyes. He’d always loved her eyes. But right now, he’d rather claw them out than look at them. “But, Dill-”

“Don’t but Dill me, woman!” With a disgusted snarl, Dill turned to the cop. “Detective, I don’t know who shot the Amos boy. But if I were you, I’d be asking the McGee siblings. He was having an affair with Russel’s wife. And that Bobby girl’s a crazy bitch if there ever was one. Damn good shot, too. She don't miss when she aims. My money’s on her.”

“I see.” The detective flipped through one of those little notebooks cops always carried around on TV. It was surreal to see one in real life. “Seth was sleeping with Viki McGee? Do you have proof of that?”

“Nah. Not beyond hearing him bragging about it like it was some kind of accomplishment.” It wasn’t. The most challenging part of seducing Viki was finding a time she wasn’t already getting busy with someone else. “But you can ask just about anyone in town. Woman’s slept with most of the men and a good chunk of the ladies hereabouts, but lately she’s been pretty hung up on Seth. God knows why. And she and Russ aren’t polyamorous like me and Mary and Johnny all are. She’s just a cheat.”

Frizzell jotted something down. “And forgive me for asking, but you said you were at Web’s when the shooting occurred?”

“Monthly nine ball pool tournament,” he confirmed. “I was in the final round when the game got called by the commotion. Plenty can verify that.”

“But you’re confident Johnny was here with your wife? Was that common?”

“Sure.” Dill shrugged. “They go back almost as far as Mary and me. She’s not the first woman we’ve shared an interest in, either. Or the last. When you have as much in common as we do, it stands to reason there’s going to be some overlap in the people you’re attracted to.”

“But the two of you aren't lovers?”

“Nah. Neither of us are into men.” That was only half true, but it wasn't like Dill's pansexuality made a difference.

The detective looked skeptical, but didn’t argue. “Did you actually see him here that night?”

“Oh, yeah. He was on his way out as I was coming in. Reminded me we had plans to watch the Bulldogs together Saturday and we decided he’d bring the beer and I’d handle the BBQ.” Dill sighed heavily. “Then your dumbass colleagues arrested him just because some drunk idiots claimed they saw someone who looked like him running off, and now I’ve got pounds of ribs taking up space in the freezer. Dawgs lost, too, not that I think that was related. You can see the ribs if you want.”

“I don’t think that will be necessary.” Frizzell gave Mary a long look. She’d drawn into herself, hunching in the corner of the couch like she hoped everyone would forget she was there. “Mrs Wilkins, I’m going to give you a second chance to answer my question. Do you have any information on the whereabouts of Johnny Black on the night of October Seventeenth?”

With a aggrieved sigh, Mary waved at her husband. “It was like Dill said. Dill left shortly after dinner and Johnny arrived a few minutes later. Somewhere around six fifteen, maybe six thirty. And he was here until about midnight.”

“Did he leave during this time?”

“In for a penny, in for a pound…” Mary muttered to the ceiling before meeting Frizzell’s gaze. “No. I had him tied up. That’s something he likes but Dill won’t do with me. He couldn’t have left even if he wanted to.”

The detective took this in stride. “Alright. Thank you for your cooperation. I’ll be in touch if I have any more questions.”

Frizzell left his card and went on his way while Dill informed his wife that he was considering a divorce. “I can’t be with someone who would have watched my best friend die rather than admit she’s nonmonogamous. That’s fucked up, Mary.”

“Good Lord. Stop being so dramatic. I wouldn’t have let them execute your darling Johnny. I’d have told them if I had to.” Mary glared at Dill before she went into the kitchen to pour herself a glass of wine. “I just didn’t feel like showing the whole town my dirty panties if it turned out he didn’t need my testimony. I swear, sometimes I don’t know why I’m the one you married when you clearly love him more.”

“Yeah, me neither.” He slammed the door on his way out.

Over the next several hours, he walked the hills over town, contemplating life and what a shit show it could be. Then he walked to Johnny’s house to see if his friend gotten out of jail yet and, if so, if he wanted to watch Monday Night Football. The matchup should be a good one, and Dill had no desire to go home.

[selfship-polycule]

living with your FOs <3

cooking with your FOs <3

cleaning with your FOs <3

sleeping with your FOs <3

simple domestic life with your FOs <3 <3 <3

[gremlin-in-a-blanket]

Oh to be an underestimated intel officer in civvies

Inspired by and for Groundwork Days by Nonymos

[selfship-polycule-afterdark]

thinking about having your first time with your FOs, how vulnerable you all felt seeing each other's bodies for the first time, having their hands slowly exploring your body, feeling each other's touches and warmth, kissing each other and being so close to each other <3

[fo-enjoyer]

People with multiple romantic f/os from the same source

How does that go about?

Same s/i or different ones? All in the same universe or different universes? Some in the same, some in different?

If it is the same s/i, Poly? Separate universes/aus? Depending on which version of that source? Affair? Broke up with one later, and then got with the other(s)?

If they're all in the same universe do the f/os know about each other, and how do they feel? A poly were your f/os are dating each other? Poly where they're not dating each other but it's chill? Jealous love triangle (or whatever shape it has become)? Fair and maybe playful competition love triangle? One yearns as you date the other(s)? Secretly going behind them?

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

🩵💙💜Happy BelTipVans First Anniversary!!!💜💙🩵

(from left to right: Tippy: he/him/his and ze/zem/zeir - Bel: he/him/his and xe/xem/xis and they/them/theirs - Vanilla: he/him/his, they/them okay too)

[deeply-unserious-fellow]

Y'know, when it comes to ships with similar dynamics to Goosepowers I normally don't like adding more characters to it(with the exception of *occasionally* adding Wander to Deathglare or adding mE TO FIZZMODEUS PLS JUST GIVE ME A CHAN-), but like Matthew x Gideon x Julie is actually really good. Dont know if I like it as much as just Gideon x Julie on its own but still its so fuckin good-

[thomas-jefferson-miku-binder]

ship discourse is usually dumb but ship discourse about noxian characters is dumber than usual because they are all sluuuuuts

[waterlilychaser]

what if… i wrote a jegulily reincarnation fic…

[starrylvr]

If you and your F/Os are in a poly relationship, imagine playfully fighting over who gets to sleep in the middle.

────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──────

[duckprintspress]

“Many Hands” is a Kickstarter “Project We Love!”

We’re over the moon to share that Many Hands: An Anthology of Polyamorous Erotica has been named a Kickstarter “Project We Love.” This keeps up our streak – this is our fifth Kickstarted anthology, and all five have been named “Projects We Love,” highlighting our track record for honestly describing our projects, meeting our goals, and fulfilling our campaigns with fidelity.

Many Hands has also been added to Kickstarter’s July Event “Heartstrings and Hardbacks,” focused on promoting romance book projects this summer! Not every story in Many Hands is a romance, and it’s an honor for Kickstarter to decide we qualify for the event.

We introduced our new anthology in our announcement post – 15 stories! Amazing authors! Scrumptious smut! – so join us as we take a moment to introduce our campaign merchandise! We’re offering six lovely extras across two tiers – a “basic merch” level and an “all the merch” level.

Basic Merchandise

Our third backer tier includes the book in trade paperback and these three awesome items – a new Dux sticker, an art print, and a bookmark! These items are also each available as add-ons to people who back at any level that includes physical merchandise. NOT SHOWN: The front cover art print is too explicit for Tumblr; rather than get this post flagged, you can view the image using this link.

(make sure you click on the right-side image to see the whole thing!)

Polyamorous Dux Die-Cut Sticker: Alessa Riel is back with a brand-new dux design, featuring multiple dux and their many wings! Dux is our non-binary Press mascot (you can learn more about Dux here), and for this campaign, Dux is getting their snuggle on with two duck friends. 4 in x 2 in/10.25 cm x 5 cm. (Printed by Vograce.)

Art Print of the Front Cover: a gorgeous matte print of the front cover art. 8.5 in x 11 in./21.5 cm x 28 cm. Art by Aaron Kotze. (Printed by Printkeg.) You can view the cover here.

Many Hands Bookmark: this lovely tasseled, glossy bookmark features a second artwork by cover artist Aaron Kotze. On the back are the signatures of the contributors. 2 in x 7 in/5 cm x 17.75 cm. (Printed by UPrinting.)

Higher-Tier Merchandise

To get the all the merchandise, backers can support us for our highest-level tier, which includes the three “basic merchandise” items introduced above, and also an enamel pin, enamel key chain, and a citrus-and-mint scented candle! The only way to get the candle is to back at this level; the two enamelware items are available as add-ons to lower levels.

Lemon Love Candle: a gorgeous mint-and-citrus scented candle in a 3 oz/85 ml metal tin, approximately 2 in/5 cm circular, made by anthology contributor Alec J. Marsh of Speculative Wicktion.

Poly Pride Dragon Key Chain: an awesome, cute key chain featuring a design inspired by the original polyamorous pride flag. Art is by reshipkmn. Epoxy-coated soft enamel with gold metal. 1.5 in x 1 in/3.75 cm x 2.5 cm. (Manufactured by Alchemy.)

Poly Pride Salamander Enamel Pin: this super sweet salamander is bedecked in the colors of the 2022 tricolor polyamory flag. Art is by reshipkmn. 2 in x 2 in/5 cm x 5 cm. Epoxy-coated soft enamel with black metal. (Manufactured by Alchemy.)

Tons of books and merchandise from our previous campaigns is also available as add-ons, which means no matter what merch you like, odds are we’ll have something you’ll enjoy!

AND you’ll get an amazing, spicy book TOO!

See something you gotta have? Come check out our Kickstarter campaign page NOW!

[selfship-polycule]

sharing a heated blanket with your FOs when it's starting to get cold

[lowkied]

Morning chaos II Ironfrostrange

The mornings are always interesting at the Stark Tower when you have a billionaire, a sorcerer, and a literal god sharing the same space.

Loki is draped over the couch, reading something ancient and indecipherable while sipping coffee that looks too dark to be anything a human should consume. Stephen is meditating quietly on the floor, levitating slightly, while Tony... well, Tony is half-asleep, wrapped in a blanket like a burrito, muttering about the injustices of mornings.

"Why do you two always look so awake at this hour?" Tony grumbles, dragging himself toward the kitchen. 'It’s unnatural.”

Loki glances up with a smirk, eyes gleaming mischievously. “I’m a god, Stark. I do not require eight hours of mortal sleep.”

Stephen, without opening his eyes, adds, “And I’ve trained my body to function on minimal rest. You, however, are a glorified raccoon in a suit.”

[selfship-polycule-afterdark]

oh to be sandwiched by your monster FOs, feeling their hot breath down your neck as their claws slide against your skin, bodies pressed against you with their cock/ovipositor/strap-on rubbing against you, before being filled up by them <3