★ miso ★

taiju's kiddo

[denjihugz]

༺ MISO , EIGHTEEN , AFRO-ASIAN ༻

୨୧ She/It

୨୧ Dead Dove (side) Blog but strictly sfw

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୨୧ Personal tags: #miso's heart for regular stuff, #miso's kids for asks

[izanawrld]

John 14:11

Believe me that I am in the Father, and the Father in me:

cw: daddy-daughter incest, sacrilegious, virgin kink, drugging, dub-con, innocent reader, reader is 19 & taiju is 50, religious manipulation, creampie, 1.4k words (crazy), kinda wrote this for @kissingkazu​ as well as for myself (a little self indulgent,, actually very)

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You sat in the front pew as the pastor carried on, staring at the gorgeous purity ring on your finger. You played with it, reading the engraved bible passage and reciting it in your head over and over.

Your father had gifted it to you, giving it to you at the ripe age of 18. Just a day after your birthday. 

He looked down at you out of the corner of his eye and held your hand, causing you to stop looking at the ring and him. 

“Pay attention.” He commands, you of course oblige and do as he says. 

You were 19 now, still at home and doing everything you had done since you were 14 except now you felt your father’s presence at home more. 

He payed attention more to how you dressed and was more involved in you outside the life you have of being the home caretaker.

He told you had had a surprise for you after church, maybe that’s why you couldn’t stop fidgeting. 

-

The car ride to the house is calming, he has jazzy gospel music playing in the background. 

He seemed to be driving faster than usual though, most likely hunger. You did make his favorite Sunday meal this morning after all. 

“When we get into the house, just sit by the dining table.” He says, turning into your driveway. He doesn’t ask you, rather he orders you to do so and of course you oblige. 

Who were you to disobey the man that did everything for you. He had been weirdly tense ever since a boy at church had approached you, asking for a date. You had laughed politely but declined, your father having told you that all boys just want sex. Even if they’d marry you with no love.

“Okay daddy.” You say. 

The car comes to a complete stop and you’re out hurriedly, making sure to quickly sit down. 

A few minutes pass by and he comes to the table, setting a glass of wine in front of you. The red substance shocked you, its deep crimson shade swirling slowly. You weren’t allowed to drink, he forbade it. Next to it is a piece of bread, small and just enough for a bite. 

He sits across you and breaks the silence. 

“Take, eat; this is my Body, which is given for you: Do this in remembrance of me.” 

“Daddy, we’ve had communion.” You reply, confused.

He repeats himself and you eat the bread, chewing slowly.

He then took the cup in front of him and held it in his hand. He then said 

“Drink ye all of this, for this is my Blood of the New Testament, which is shed for you and for many, for the remission of sins: Do this, as oft as ye shall drink it, in remembrance of me” 

“Amen” you respond, drinking the wine. It was sweet but in order to not upset him you put it down after a sip. 

“Finish it.” He instructs, looking you in the eye. 

You do so, gulping it down to the last drop. You wiped the bit that dripped on your chin with your napkin. 

“Would you like to eat lunch now, daddy?” You ask him, standing up but you legs feel like jelly. 

He stands up and is almost immediately behind you. How did he move to you so fast? 

You’re not sure how everything is so fast yet so slow but suddenly you’re in your room. 

Drowsily, you attempt to walk to your bed. You see your cute night dress sprawled out on the bed for you. You feel your father assist you in undressing, the dress you had on slipping off as quick as your bra right after. 

He pulled the dress over your head, holding you a little longer than appropriate. 

He lays you down and you can see him look at you with hesitation, like he’s thinking before he acts. 

You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down to hug you. Taiju had never been affectionate. 

“I never want to get married, daddy. That would mean i have to leave you.” You whisper, rubbing the side of his head. 

His cologne fills your senses and you immediately feel at ease, no thought could disturb you with your father in your arms. 

He pulls himself upwards and kisses you, softly and as slow as he can. You don’t do much back, the feeling of your father kissing you in this way feeling foreign and strange. 

He unbuttons the top buttons of his dress shirt and pulls it over his head, the slick back hair messing up, leaving him with a few loose strands in front. 

You hear him unzip his pants and hear his belt buckle hit the floor. His cock brushes against your thigh in his underwear. 

“Daddy,” you mumble as he kisses your neck “What’re you doing?” 

He bites harshly on your shoulder, you open your mouth to scream but no sound comes out. 

He grinds against your leg, you feel the wet stickiness of his tip touching you. 

“Daddy, we shouldn’t be doing this.” You tell him before he draws a moan from you

“This is what dad’s and kiddos do, little one. God encourages it, it means I ove you.” he replies before going back to kissing you

It means he loves you? That must mean its okay right? If God encourages it and is fine with it then it’s okay.. but why did something still feel amiss? 

He frees his cock from his underwear, you don’t even want to look down at it. The throbbing of it against your leg scares you but you feel the arousal leak out of your still clothed pussy. 

He pulls your panties to the side, putting the tip of his cock by your entrance.

“W-What about my ring.” you stutter out, anxious.

“This doesn’t count kiddo. You can keep it on forever, even if you’re with me.” He says, smiling down at you sadistically. 

“Let me save myself, please daddy.” you plea

“Roman’s 10:19,  If you declare with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved” He says to you before pushing himself inside you 

He throws his head down, feeling how tight you are around him. 

You stop breathing, the stretch of his cock inside him stinging. He barely gives you time to adjust before he moves his hips. 

You hold his shoulders as strong as you can, not much as the drugs in your system are beginning to take full effect. 

Your nails dig into him and the tears fall from your eyes, why does it hurt so much? 

“Please stop, daddy. Please give me more time.” you beg 

He continues to move, beginning to pick up pace. You cry out, the pain beginning to fade out into pleasure. He looks down and notices the formation of a cream ring halfway down his cock. 

He wouldn’t make you take him all, it’s your first time after all. 

You let out a string of moans, your body trembling slightly as he continued to hit your g-spot over and over. 

“See, daddy knows whats best.” He says. 

He leans down a little and cups one of your breasts underneath your dress in his hand. He changes the angle of his hips and slightly lifts his leg, it has you screaming. The tears in your heads drying slowly. 

“You’re close, just hold on.” He grunts in your ear, his cologne completely engulfs you. You cry out. 

“I-I love you, daddy!” you say, beginning to tear up again

The world around you shatters as he pulls the orgasm out of you, your body shakes violently and he has to hold you down to keep fucking. He cums in you right after, the feeling of the hot creamy liquid foreign. 

You began to cry, hitting his chest weakly, on the verge of passing out. 

“Why don’t you love me, daddy?” You sob, your hands pushing his chest weakly “You said daddies do this with their children to say I love you. Why now? Did you only begin to love me now?” 

You scream in frustration, sobbing as he pulled out. The hot liquid poured out of you onto your bedsheets.

You cried yourself tired, watching him walkout your bedroom door.

[denjikillz]

mikey x puppy gf headcanons (〃ω〃) ♡

slightly nsfw !!

“hi puppy”

obsessed with buying you collars and leashes. like… he goes all out!! you have a pretty hefty collection of them. he thinks you look so good with them.

SHOE GRINDING!! he loves it. how desperate you look and the little moans you let out.

that praise and degrading combo on 💯. he goes all out when he’s fucking you. “dumb pup.” “taking me so well like the slut you are hm?”

loves when you call him sir oh em gee. it’s like his heart is gonna explode out his chest when he hears you call him that. it’s almost as good as when you call him “maimai”. almost

he has to hold your hand whenever you go out because what if you get lost? he’s so overprotective of you in public but he knows you’re shy about him holding your leash so you wear your collar and call it a day.

surprisingly, mikey is very very vocal in the bedroom and he wants you to be too. especially when you two aren’t necessarily doing a scene. “are you okay with this?” “want me to stop?” “you still good, pup?”

he knows when he walks through your shared home’s door, you’re immediately there waiting for him. whether it’s on your hands and knees, your knees or standing. he knows how obedient and excited you are for him.

taking you to his bonten meetings every few days a week are both yours and his favorite time of the weeks. you love how sweet everybody treats you and he loves being able to show off his puppy. you’re addicted to the attention.

absolutely loves when you’re fucked out!! tongue hanging out, panting almost. he loves looking at you as you lay on your back, unable to focus on anything except how good he makes you feel.

you’re eager to please!! willing to do almost everything and anything for mikey

[denjihugz]

Daddy Lessons ♡

cw: daddy-daughter incest, non-sexual dominance, slight violence mention, semi-nsfw, dom! taiju, kinda implied dacryphilia kink, religious brainwashing, reader is 18 & taiju is 45

"daddy, can we go home now?" you ask him as you buckle your seatbelt. your hands are shaking, struggling to do anything.

he starts his car, pulling out of the parking lot very clearly ignoring you. he's deep in thought, face still covered in bits of blood.

you noticed the route he was driving wasn't the way you came. clearly not taking you home.

"where are we going?"

you knew he didn't like that question. you thought it was rather stupid that he couldn't tell you something that simple. his temper short for unnecessary things.

he clenched his jaw and furrowed his brow further.

you sulk, looking outside your window. you take out the ipod uncle hakkai gifted you and place your earphones in.

it was the one thing of value you owned, the one thing taiju let you own other than stuffed animals.

you looked down at your skirt, the splatter of the unfamiliar man's brain on it.

you realize your vision getting blurry, and tears landing on your legs.

you feel gross and disgusted. tainted and ruined.

the car comes to a stop and when you look up, you see the building you've grown up attatched to.

the church.

"take the handkerchief in the cubby hole and wipe yourself down. don't step into the fucking chapel crying. it's your fault this happened." he spits, walking ahead as you wipe yourself down.

-

the smell of frankincense fills your nose and immediately calms your hysterical mind.

the paintings of the angels take your breath away everytime. you grew up with the fear of God instilled in you, with admiration for Him.

you saw Him in your father.

you walk into a pew, kneeling besides your father. you do the son of the cross and begin to pray. or try to atleast.

you start with our father but mix it up with other prayers and you're right back to the commotion of your father pulling his gun out and shooting his associate.

the loud shooting sound and the splatter on your face and clothing sent you into hysterics. your emotions exploding at the gruesome scene.

you begin to sob, maybe you weren't supposed to be there.

you remember the man mentioning your name and suddenly taiju standing up and the gun going off. it really was your fault.

you hold your face into your hands, taiju sits down and pulls you up into his lap.

"it's not your fault, little one. i just said it but i was wrong." he whispers, rubbing your back as you cry into his shoulder.

"you hurt me, daddy." you cry. "why did you do that?"

he continues to rub your back then uses his free hand to lift your face. your eyes are puffy and he just thinks you look so cute.

"i just was trying to protect you. that man was evil, i was helping God get rid of him." taiju says, leaning to kiss your forehead.

"i'll make it up to you." he promises. the feeling of his erection on your crotch sealing it.