Excerpts from upcoming Blogger posts
i've selected a couple of works and touched up on them but honestly i don't have it in me to finish and polish them tonight. so i offer you some excerpts instead so you know what to anticipate. ( @horrorzoid )
Blog ; https://fictionalconcepts.blogspot.com/
Divider by dollywons.
Ships included ; Riley x Val (Inside out 2). Tina x Louise (Bob's Burgers). Poppy x Branch x Floyd (Trolls Series). Donatello x Micheangelo (ROTTMNT). Miles Morales x Peter B. Parker (Spider-Man Spider-verse Series).
IN MY ROOM (TINA X LOUISE) ;
She settled on writing about it. She bought a whole new notebook for the affair, one she was determined to keep secret from her nosy family– especially Louise. She wasn’t the biggest concern but, if perhaps their Mother saw what she planned on writing, it might not go over too well. Tina has a very very accepting family but.. Even they might have their limits. A part of her is hesitant, and guilty, because how could she not be? What she desired from her sibling was so atypical that the mere concept of it could tear their family apart. And then where would she be– with nobody? Lonely in a way she had never experienced before? She couldn’t take the risk.
So, she tore every piece of paper out, folded them up and scattered them in her room. Knowing that might not be enough, she chose aliases to represent herself and Louise in her stories. They were Elsa and Anna from now on, in the deep depths of her imagination. Their relationship in blood could never be divorced from their love for each other but.. At least there could be a magical element to it. A fictional world and fictional characters and a completed story she could alter however she’d like. And that she did.
Some writings of hers simply placed the pair in the story of Frozen, where they played their roles beat by beat. Others were placed after the second movie, and contained admittedly unrealistic and dramatic interpretations of a familial relationship between a little sister and her big sister.
The story Louise discovered– well, it was the first one she had written that contained explicit intent.
“Tina. Look at me–”
Tina does not, gulps furiously, frantic and–
“Breathe Tina. C’mon I’m not upset, OK? I just want to talk.”
She takes in a breath of air, “You promise? You won’t.. Tell?”
Louise sighs, grabs her sister’s hand and squeezes. It’s so soft but Tina can tell it wasn’t meant to be. Guilt pools in her stomach.
“Mom and Dad don’t have to know. I don’t want them to.”
BLUE HAIR (RILEY X VAL)
maybe rileys just misinterpreting her actions, looking way too hard into how val looks at her, but the way she’ll move riley’s bangs to the side when they’re getting particularly long or how she holds her hands before nerve wracking matches makes it seem like there’s something there. something more than the friendship she holds with her two best friends. and she doesn’t exactly understand it and despite the bit of shame she carries with her— val excites her. haunts her at night endlessly, makes her little dick throb uncomfortably and leak with a wetness she can’t explain. sometimes, she goes to touch it. rubs it gently and the feeling that rushes through her body is far too overwhelming and scary for her to handle. if she’s particularly desperate, usually after a late hangout with her team —but mainly val— she keeps rubbing through the.. pain? that probably isn’t the right word; she just knows it's inexplicable and uncomfortable and somehow addicting all at the same time. usually, she cums (she had to look up white liquid coming from penis to learn what it was after the first couple of times she gave into her temptations). it's hard to look at val the next day after those late nights— but it's even harder to rip her eyes away from her all the same.
they’re having their first sleepover and holy shit was riley nervous from the moment the idea even sparked in conversation between the two. at first, riley assumed it was with the rest of the team as well, but then val practically invited herself over and riley instantly understood this was meant to be.. private between the pair. that felt so so good to realize and if she hadn’t been so terrified she would’ve been riding on that high for days.
…
“you’re so.. small,” val breathes out. it's subtle but it comes out more like a stifled gasp with a hint of desire in the mix. her unusually low voice is not lost on riley and it ignites something warm in her, somewhere deep and her dick throbs in response. embarrassment and lust seem to go hand in hand when it comes to val which— honestly makes sense.
INFRUNAMI (POPPY X BRANCH X FLOYD)
It’s.. intriguing to say the least, to notice how her boyfriend gets all flustered over someone that isn’t her. No, this Troll being a man comes of no to surprise to her (she knew of Branch’s tendencies even before he did) and no, Branch showing interest in anyone else wasn’t particularly shocking or even hurtful (she’s aware she has no room to talk) but for that Troll to be his own brother? Now that– that was quite the surprise to realize. It honestly made her excited to know they had another tendency in common and also quite frustrated when Branch was trying his very best to keep this a secret from her. She knew it wasn’t because Branch thought she may disapprove or that she may not like this certain Troll. No!
She loved Floyd, she loved all of his brothers. But she knew Branch wasn’t ready to accept that he may love them too, in a different, some may call taboo way. Though she can’t exactly pinpoint whether or not his newfound emotions may extend to all of his brothers, it’s very clear that Floyd is his main object of affection (besides her, of course).
So, she’ll be taking matters into her own hands. She’s already scrapbooked a plan (that’s not exactly in depth) of which takes a lot of self control to not show Branch. Poppy must refrain though, because to make this plan flow naturally, neither Trolls can be aware of just how far she’s willing to go to make this romance bloom. First on the list— seduce Branch!
“Hello, Branchifer,” Poppy greets an unsuspecting Branch at her front door. She attempts to be mysterious, doing her best to set a serious tone from the get go. “Thank you for meeting me.”
Branch raises a brow, “Of course.. Poppifer? Is everything OK?”
“Of course,” Poppy offers a smile as she leans against her door frame, “Why wouldn't it be?”
“Uh, no reason. Just that you sent me a pretty ominous note asking me to meet you at your house.” He waves her card in her face, “I mean, there's barely any glitter on this!”
Poppy frowns, “I’m trying to be serious here Branch!” She rolls her eyes when Branch lifts his brows in amusement, “I’m for real!”
He huffs out and waves his hands in a soothing manner, “Alright, alright Poppy. So, what are we being serious about here?”
CIGARETTES OUT THE WINDOW (MILES MORALES X PETER B. MILES)
eventually, as miles’ thighs were properly spread and upper body folded in on itself and he willed himself to not even tear up, did peter give up on preparing him. wordlessly, peter shoved down his own frankly way too tight boxers, revealing a throbbing member that almost looked.. angry. once the painful sensation stopped, miles had began to watch peter through half-lidded eyes, hopeful and yet dreadful of what would come next (he wanted to be grateful, considering how this whole situation was an eighteenth birthday present). his eyes blurred, as an attempt to detach himself from any sort of clarity that may come from seeing a grown man hover over him with a heated look of perversion his mama had once taught him to avoid. but he had sought this out, had accepted peter’s advances and while he had refused the exchange of rather untasteful selfies, he still agreed to watching a movie at his apartment (something miles’ parents didn’t have to know the details about).
“remember.. you wanted this miles, this is for you,” peter murmured, and if he meant to make miles relax even further than he possibly could at that moment (which wasn’t much) then he couldn’t exactly call this conquest a success.
miles only whined in response, and without a rubber or anything so much as lube or spit, besides what was left over from when peter viciously ate him out like a starving man outside a church, peter aligned miles’ folds to his dick.
he rubbed himself with care against miles, trying to cover himself with wetness that was beginning to dry up— miles shut his eyes again and kept his head turned away from peter, finding comfort in his own lean arms, bent in a way to protect himself (from what, he wasn’t sure of). peter paid him no mind, and leaned forward to cup a covered breast and to shallowly thrust, as a sort of warning.
alarms rang in miles minds immediately & automatically, but he paid no mind and willed his body to go limp, as easy to handle as plausible for peters convenience. peter slipped his dick through miles’ folds, which were thick and short, exposed due to miles trimming his bush in hopes of an occasion such as this, and was quickly met with the barrier that signified a rose, a loss, and the beginning of adulthood. peter prodded it gently, and miles immediately knew that his entrance would be far from easy, for either of them. still, he kept quiet,
surrendered control that he may have never had.
HELLO? (MICHEANGELO X DONATELLO)
“donnie”, mikey whines with a huff, “what are you doing?”
“i–” donatello covers his mouth, faux brows furrowed & utterly perplexed–
“i’m not sure,” he whispers, voice husky & genuine, “this just feels.. right.”
“you’re– you’re pressing against me.” mikey reveals as if it weren't obvious.
“i know, i know– do you want me to stop?”
“no,” mikey adjusts himself, leaning into donatellos heat with an arch of his back and a step back, “no,” he echoes, “it feels right.”
donatellos breath hitches, caught in any semblance of control he once had, and then lost.
in the same thought that warns him about the taboo nature of having your crotch pressed into the curvature of your younger brothers ass, donnie admits to himself that he’s drawn to this– not exactly the inappropriate nature of this act, but his own younger precious brother, the one he can’t help but favor as well as be tormented by. not exactly due to mikey’s actions, although the specific ways he’ll stretch & especially how he asks for assistance while he does is frustratingly tempting, but because of donatello’s own misplaced affection, an adoration transformed into perversion.
