Category: polyamory

this ain’t truth or dare, by thisismydesignn

Betty’s fingers trip lower as she kisses Archie back, palming him through his jeans. He’s torn between twisting away and arching closer, and Betty can’t quite swallow his moan.

Jughead does glance over at them this time, anything but subtle (turnabout is fair play) as he meets Archie’s eyes. He doesn’t say a word, just raises an eyebrow and watches him stumble over an explanation, an apology, anything.

Betty saves him from himself.

Adult, PWP, voyeurism. I sure have a thing for this… and I like that it keeps Jughead’s asexuality. 🙂

this ain’t truth or dare, by thisismydesignn

Lovers in the Backseat, by MissAnonymoushp

Magnus had been getting Alec to do a lot of things he had never done before, and it was just really starting to piss Jace off. Not because he didn’t want Alec to try new things or be happy or to have a healthy sex life (well, maybe not that part, because – well – that was just too confusing to get into)… He just wished that Alec had been able to open up to him all these years instead.

Jealousy. Great.

Adult, voyeurism. Jace sees a bit more than he’d bargained for… This is funny and seriously sizzling.

Lovers in the Backseat, by MissAnonymoushp

Soul Deep, by icewhisper

He had exactly one picture of Alec and himself, a quick shot on his phone that he’d insisted on when they’d finally made it out for their first date. […]

He hung the picture on his wall beside a picture Isabelle had given him of Alec and Jace. That one was clearer, both boys smiling and with Jace’s arm slung over Alec’s shoulders. He kept them together in his own sign of respect, because even if he hadn’t particularly liked Jace much, he understood the bond between parabatai.

Mature, post-season 1. Death isn’t the end. I love Magnus in this.

Soul Deep, by icewhisper

Peggy Carter has a few ideas, by owlet

Peggy watched James. She watched James watch Steve. She watched Steve watch her, except:

It took some time, but she saw it. 

When Steve was tired, especially, when his accent thickened and his posture slumped a little. Then it wasn’t Peggy he looked for. It was James. 

Those poor boys.

Didn’t they read The Iliad in America?

Adult, polyamory. Happy little story (although less so considering we know what happens next…), in which the boys are clueless – but luckily Peggy is beyond awesome. 🙂

Peggy Carter has a few ideas, by owlet

Burning Alive, by dovingbird

“We have three spare bedrooms, Katniss,” Peeta says softly. He begins cutting the cookie dough into little shapes, the cutter’s rhythmic thump breaking the tension that still sizzles between them. “You can go out. You can hunt. You don’t even have to see him.“ 

But she knows better. Because there are nights she still dreams of Gale and wonders what he’s doing now, what they could be doing together. And since when has she ever been able to deny her curiosity? She’ll see him, all right. And every single piece of shit will hit the fan in a second.

Adult, post-canon, polyamory. I haven’t even read or seen the entire Hunger Games trilogy, but re-watching the first movie (and drooling over Gale *g*) got me curious – and this fic is peek into the future that seems totally in keeping, even improving on it. Also, it’s hot as anything! 😉

Burning Alive, by dovingbird

Venus in Vibranium, by betts

“To be a Lead’s Support is a substantial responsibility,“ Natasha says. “You must be Agent Rogers’ personal assistant, bodyguard, chef, maid, best friend, boyfriend, and whatever else he wishes you to be.”

Adult, AU, BDSM. Bucky definitely didn’t expect his new job with SHIELD to include doing sex things with Captain America… also some (delicious) aro!Natasha action.

Venus in Vibranium, by betts

Saturn Above, by Rubynye

“Imagine the rites back in the day. The drinking and the feasting. The bonfires and dancing. And of course the orgies.” 

My mouth fell open, because Martinez had just mentioned orgies. He turned and grinned at me just as we hit the kitchen, where he took ruthless advantage of my shock to grab my arm, swing me through the doorway, shut the door with my ass, and shove his tongue down my throat.

Adult, post-rescue. Orgy. The best birthday present Mark Watson ever received. 🙂

Saturn Above, by Rubynye

of the start and the end, by waldorph

She remembered dying: being cradled in William’s arms while Eric had tried to find something, anything that would save her. She wondered if together they would manage the thing.

Teen, post-movie. I find the movie only so-so, but I like the way it handles its (apparently obligatory) love triangle, i.e. in a way that makes it easy for me to imagine an OT3. This story is pretty much my headcanon now.

of the start and the end, by waldorph

The Fifties, by Speranza

“We’re alive! We’re all alive!” Peggy sobbed. “We’re all going to live,” Peggy sobbed, and suddenly it was all Bucky could do not to break into tears himself, because—because— He was knocked back by a great wall of Steve, and he was going to pull away, give them a minute to hug and kiss while he pulled himself together, except Steve’s arms were coming around them both, he was holding them both together.

Adult, AU. This is amazing – the best “what if Bucky hadn’t fallen” fic I’ve read. Also, I so did not see that plot twist coming. 🙂

The Fifties, by Speranza