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Visible Bisexuality: We Plan for This

Sep27

Planners ‘Verse has a landing page here. Samantha and Bella are new characters.

“Don’t worry.” Samantha had been saying that a lot in the last few days. “My family plans for this sort of thing.”

The first time, Bella had asked “What sort of thing?” because she couldn’t quite imagine anyone planning for being stuck in a basement that had sealed itself on some computer malfunction.

Samantha’s answer, cool as anything, hadn’t helped one bit. “End-of-the-world-as-we-know-it scenarios. Here, take this.”

The second time she’d asked again, because she couldn’t see how “I don’t have anything to wear” counted as any sort of apocalyptic scenario and she didn’t want to think about what was going on outside.

Samantha had smirked, playful this time. “Scarcity situations. We’ll be here for a few days, at least. Here, take this.”

The third time, Bella just asked “is there anything your family doesn’t plan for?” They were playing Scrabble by the light of a very nice LED lantern, in a bunker bedroom nicer than her first-year dorm.

Samantha smiled playfully. “Well, I suppose we didn’t really have a plan for me getting stuck down here alone… but, then again, I didn’t.”

“You could’ve gotten stuck down here with Dane, though, if you’d planned it better.” Dane was Samantha’s boyfriend of three years, although Bella found him a little unpleasant.

Samantha smiled, which wasn’t really what Bella had expected. “Well, who would you rather be stuck down here with?”

“You or Dane? You. I like girls, remember?”

Samantha waggled an eyebrow. “And who’s saying I didn’t plan for this? My family plans for this sort of thing.”

Bella found herself without any answer but a blush. That was all right; Samantha clearly had plans for her tongue that didn’t involve talking.

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Visible Bisexuality: and Addergoole, a ficlet of… well, Addergoole

Sep22

This ficlet focuses on Efrosin, a character in Addergoole Year Nine. The story takes place between years 6 and 7, Efrosin’s first and second years of the school.

Shiva and Nikita are part of Addergoole, the Original Series and their side fics can be found here.

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” Shiva patted Efrosin on the head and wandered out of Addergoole. “Or anyone,” she threw over her shoulder.

They’d only known each other a year. Efrosin hadn’t even known he had sisters, and then he’d gotten shanghaied by two of them within a week of showing up at school. That had been strange enough. His sisters’ Kept… that had been weirder. The moment when Shiva had asked him “Hey, do you like guys enough to Keep one?” and then raised her eyebrow when he’d sputtered out some sort of lame denial…

People said they knew Addergoole was different at the reveal, or at the point where they went underground, or at the point where they Changed. Efrosin knew it when his sister looked at him, raspberried, and said, “Look, nobody cares, or at least not anyone that matters. I just want to know if you can keep a collar on him without freaking out over ‘eww boy cooties’.”

Ef had manged something sputtered and unclear that boiled down to “boys are fine, what boy are we talking about again?”

(And that had all ended in a pile of exploding turds, but at least it hadn’t been because Ef had a problem with boy cooties.)

Nikita was following Shiva like a lost puppy, a grapey, adorable lost puppy. When she hopped in the car, loading in her pile of children, Niki turned to the closest available person, eyes wide and expression entirely without artifice.

Efrosin sighed. The boy was entirely too good looking.

“You don’t even like guys,” he pointed out, but Niki was walking back to him, wrists crossed behind his back and his cutest puppy-dog expression on his face. “Oh, departed gods… fine. But only for a couple weeks.”

Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, Shiva had said. She certainly couldn’t say anything about Niki then, could she?

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Visible Bisexuality: Go (bi) Yourself (redux), a Facets Ficlet.

Sep22

Okay, if Summer, Mellie, and Bishop are mellow and low-key about their bisexuality… Cole is not, and neither is Alexa.

This comes after Trouble in Doubles and Kissing One’sself (NSFW); the gist of which is that the Facets Team – Alexa, Cole, Josie, Aerich, and Peter – have opened a Door into a world which has not only exact copies of them but clones as well.

Facets of Dusk has a landing page here.

Cole had spent the day kissing – and fucking, and being fucked by – himself and several variations on Alexa. He’d thought the day couldn’t get any more interesting – a high bar already when you spent your life bouncing from world to world.

They had finally gotten dressed, mostly because two Josies and one Aerich were getting very impatient, and two impatient Josies were even more persistent than one. They had finally left the room, because Peter had gotten himself punched by probably-clone Alexa for asking far too many questions, many of which really deserved worse than a punch.

Out of the room, they had gone around a corner and run smack dab into… Cole blinked. He looked at Alexa, dopple-Alexa, and clone-Alexa, although he wasn’t quite sure which was which. He looked back at the man who was staring at them. Who was, for all intents and purposes, Alexa.

He waggled his eyebrows at dopple-Cole, whose face grew into a slow grin.

Peter sighed. “We are never getting anywhere here, are we?”

“Look at it this way,” one of the female Alexas offered, “they generally only make three or four clones of any given person. He’s – they’ve – got to get tired of fucking mes eventually.”

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Visible Bisexuality: Stranded World ficlet

Sep19

This is #BiWeek2016. Today, I’m looking at Stranded World and the sub-setting of Summer’s unnamed college.

See “Still Gay? for an earlier story in this setting featuring the same theme.

Summer’s threesome debuted here; their roommate Addison first appeared here.

Summer and Mellie and Bishop were snuggled on the loveseat, Summer in the middle, the way she so often seemed to be, munching on the homemade popcorn Mellie had just made. Add was curled in the chair, flipping channels idly, their eyes on the trio as much as they were on the screen.

“That,” Bishop called. “Stop there.”

That was an old, old episode of Baywatch. Add raised in eyebrow in Bishop’s direction, squished as he was next to both his girlfriends.

Bishop grinned back at them, entirely unabashed. “Mellie likes to watch the slow-running,” he explained, “and I’m pretty fond of young Hasselhoff.”

“Ah.” Add had a feeling their eyebrows were doing something wriggly. They set the remote down and reached for the chili-and-chocolate-coated popcorn. “Variety is the spice of life, aah?”

“And we do like things spicy,” Summer agreed.

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