kamoniwa

[kamoniwa]

𝙾𝙵𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚃𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙴

You want to be by his side as much as time will allow you. The end all, be all of your soul.  spencer @kamoniwa​ and i were screaming about this in dms & we gave each other the green light to write it so hfhdis thank you and also a big thank you to carrie @ourladyofseijoh​ aka queen of sacrilege for beta reading and all your help in general ♡ i hope you enjoy!!

meian shugo wordc. 4k+

tw priest!meian, sacrilege, (semi) public, coercion/manipulation, god complex, degradation, religious guilt/ trauma and a lot of catholic imagery in general, he’s called Father

There’s no place to escape prying eyes in the House of God. You’ve always felt this way when you were younger too, clinging to the cold of the thick pillars that carry the monstrous building, old and dark and unavoidable.

Even when there was no such sin to taint your hands and mouth, you could look up and feel the weight of eyes on you through the deep purple and azure of the stained glass, making your throat tight and fight small. Now, they are incessant, eternal, and with each passing moment standing in this place of good and light the walls seem to crumble a little more around you.

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[kamoniwa]

- ahahaha, this was supposed to be nii-chans meian (bio) & iwa (step) as your brain rot, but my brain has stopped working and couldn’t make it past meian’s part so uh, the meiwa will come later at another time when i’ve recovered. it’s all fairy’s and spencer’s fault. 

for you two, my lovely dears: @iwaasfairy & @kamoniwa

tw: incest, divorce, slight manipulation (if you really squint). has slight possessiveness, size kink, overstim, fingering, naive fem!reader, 2 mentions of distension, prob overuse of nii-chan, & some aftercare. 

wc: ~4k

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[kamoniwa]

Hey! How can I find all of your writings? Including thirsts drabnles fics?

i have been too lazy to make a nav for my thirsts so your best bet is gonna be searching tags 😅 maybe i’ll set up that nav today tho before it gets too outta hand

[kamoniwa]

okay but daddy meian taking care of you when you’re cramping up. unspecified daddy incest.

he’s so big but so gentle, careful as he preps your sensitive little cunny on his fingers. you’re grateful that he doesn’t flinch at the blood coating his hand, sure seeing it would make you dissolve into tears. two thick fingers feel even bigger than usual, padding at the swollen nerves inside you, the squelch of his fingers pumping in and out of you even louder than normal as he makes you come a first time, but he doesn’t mind.

between cooing praises at you, he asks if you’re okay, does it hurt, can daddy help? and all you want is his fat cock inside you, helping you forget the pain as he rearranged your insides, so you whine at him with tears in your eyes to put it in.

normally he might listen, but this time he wants to make extra sure you’re ready and brings you to a second orgasm, swirling the mix on his thumb around your throbbing clit.

you’re probably beside yourself at that point, too sensitive to really take anymore but begging daddy anyway, daddy is the only one who can make you feel better, the only one you’ll let touch you like this. he knows it, pulling his cock out and trailing it up along your slit. your hips jerk up when it grazes your clit, legs locking around his hips in a silent demand.

as he stares down at you, calling you his pretty, needy little thing while dripp down his cock, he cups your chin and kisses you gently, promising you that daddy will always take care of you.

[kamoniwa]

What is the appeal of grooming? Like, why do you incorporate it in your works? No hate at all, I just genuinely don't get it.

i honestly understand bc you’re not alone. this isn’t limited just to grooming, it applies to everything i write bc grooming is heavily tied into everything i write, if that makes sense. it’s also a little personal but it also sums up exactly why it appeals to me.

so it’s essentially just a way for me to,,,kind of put myself in control of something that happened to me personally. it’s essentially just coming back around to coping methods. it’s like i can project what happened to me onto characters that bring me comfort and just puts me in control of it.

i know a lot of people dislike and don’t understand why we write stuff like this and, while i don’t mind talking about it, ik everyone else has already talked about it. my reasons are pretty much the same as everyone else’s.

for me, i enjoy writing it bc it lets me put a controlled spin on things. overwrites the bad memories in a way, i suppose.

[kamoniwa]

cockwarming 👏🏻 daddy 👏🏻 meian. clearly tw for step-incest or incest, not specified.

has to help you sit down fully on his cock, splitting your tiny slit open, listening to your whimpers of his name. you’re torn between yanking on his hair and scratching at his shoulders, begging him to help you take more of his cock because you just can’t do it yourself.

naturally daddy can’t deny you and grips you by the hips, fucking gently up into you until you’re completely full of his fat cock. by the time the tip his cock finally nestles right up against your cervix, you’ve already come and are trembling from overstimulation, on the verge of coming again while you whine.

daddy can’t help but chuckle as he wipes away the drool at the corner of your lips, teasing you about how you’re too tiny to take his cock, do you want him to take it out? of course you don’t, locking your legs around his back and nudging his cock just that much deeper into you, like you want him to break past that last barrier and slip right into your womb.

he makes you sit without moving, keeping you locked in place with his strong arms, taking great pleasure in listening to you complain in a whiny voice about how full daddy’s cock makes you feel. he makes you come occasionally by petting your clit, enjoying the feel of you trying to clench around him and failing because he’s just too big for you, but he coos praises at you for trying.

daddy meian doesn’t even have to actually fuck you to leave you dumb, just has to stuff you with his fat cock and make you come around it a few times.

[kamoniwa]

i actually sent that ask before you answered the ask on your main 😫‼️

i never got the notif for it 😤 that always happens to me tho. if i don’t actively look for asks i’ll never know they’re there. it’s such a pain.

[kamoniwa]

“why are you here” wow i guess ill leave then 🙄🙄

SHFJS that’s not what i meant and you know it 💀💀

[kamoniwa]

ur so hot 😫‼️‼️

SHFJSA WHY ARE YOU HERE

[kamoniwa]

not a req just daddy iwa fucking u soft and slow after a particularly bad nightmare, whispering sweet words of love n praise while he lifts your leg onto his shoulder and kisses the anklet that bears his initials 🖤

you are bound and determined huh? alright fine i will indulge you.

daddy’s used to you squirming beside him in bed— more often than not it’s because you’ve worked yourself up in your sleep and are trying to subtly wake him up, whining softly about how you’re sorry but can he help you please. he knows how you sound when you’re needy for his cock, but when he’s awoke this time, you’re clearly still asleep, tears staining your cheeks in the thin, silvery light sneaking through the curtains.

he’s instantly alarmed, rolling over and bracing himself on one arm, shaking you gently until your eyes flutter open. more tears spill and as soon as you catch sight of him, you call out for him in a warbly voice, arms reaching around his neck.

he gladly falls into your embrace, letting you nuzzle into his neck. the tears smear across his skin but he doesn’t care, just happy that you’re awake and okay.

it isn’t long before your nuzzling turns into kisses, starting off light as if you need comfort before they become open mouthed, targeted to all the places you know daddy enjoys.

daddy chuckles in your ear, his soothing weight shifting until your thighs are hooked over his, cock nestled right up against your slick folds. he enjoys the way you mewl, how just the touch of it against you is enough to make you hush even more.

“you’re always so needy, princess,” he whispers, pushing your hair away from your face.

even in the dim light you can see the amused affection in his eyes, the way the corners of his mouth curl up as he stares at you. “only for you daddy,” you answer, rubbing your nose against his before finally pressing your lips to his.

you sigh into the kiss, feeling daddy shift a little more until he can slip the tip of his cock inside you, still loose from an earlier round before bedtime.

the little whine in the back of your throat as he fills you up with slow thrusts suddenly becomes a call of his name when he lifts your leg to his shoulder, pressing a tender kiss to your ankle, just above the thin silver chain there.

he can’t see it, but his heart swells with the knowledge that it’s his initials there, with diamonds that glitter in the sunlight. his hands are tight but gentle around your thigh, the silence of the room broken only by the wet sounds of his thrusts into your tight heat and your soft gasps of pleasure.

“tell me,” he whispers, dropping a kiss to your skin again. “who do you belong to, sweet girl?”

you could almost laugh at how possessive daddy is of you, even when he’s being so gentle and sweet. but you can’t because the lingering thoughts of the nightmare make your desire to be close to him almost overwhelming.

so you pull him back down, lock your arms around his neck and your legs around his hips, forcing him deeper inside of you as you promise, “you, daddy, only you! don’t ever leave me, okay?”

iwa chuckles, tangling his fingers in your hair and resting his forehead against yours. “i’m all yours, sweet girl. daddy belongs only to you, i promise.”

he isn’t sure of the time, only that it’s late and that he can’t bring himself to care, until the light brightens through the curtains and you should be getting ready for work. but that seems so unimportant when he can be buried to the hilt inside his sweet little girl.

[kamoniwa]

i luv your blog you seem so sweet ily😡💞

[kamoniwa]

i just,,,reading this made me smile sm. i’ve never had a comment this long but like???? thank you???? i’m so glad you liked it! it was super fun to write nd lowkey self-indulgent bc i really wann explore abandoned places w those three lmao anyway i started off with kuraka supremacy and took a left into semi stan territory if you can’t tell. anyway yeah i’m glad you liked it!!

 ⟼ a little madness

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⇢ pairing: yokai!kuroo/demon!akaashi/human!reader/werewolf!semi

⇢ au: college!au

⇢ summary: you, your friends, and some friends of your friends all get tricked by one tendou satori into visiting an abandoned amusement park for halloween. it turns out it isn’t ghosts you need to worry about, though.

⇥  kinktober masterlist

⇢ warnings: gangbang, noncon to consensual, lots of reluctance, mind break if you squint?, technical temperature play, unprotected sex, creampie, the boys are real gentle in breaking you down

⇢ word count: 11,695

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⇢ a/n: don’t really think noncon is my forte but practice makes perfect. is the pairing self-indulgent? fat yes. does this fic make total sense? not really sure. did i have fun writing it? hell yeah. also big thank you to @ishuzoku​ for helping me come up with the flyer bc my og id was garbage lmao.

Furrowing your brows, you looked at Tendo with a mix of exasperation and unadulterated dismay.

“An abandoned amusement park. On Halloween?” Kaori asked before you could, eyebrows disappearing into her bangs. “You cannot be serious, Tendo.”

If he was put off by your reactions, he didn’t show it. If anything, he was probably relishing in it, and said, “Yes, yes I am. It’ll be fun. Come on, do you really just wanna get drunk at a boring house party on Halloween?”

You snorted at that, stirring your coffee as you said, “As opposed to getting murdered at an amusement park? That’s like, straight out of a horror movie, Tendo.”

“You guys are so boring,” he whined, slumping forward across the table. Shirabu grumbled under his breath, glaring at Tendo as he nudged his drink closer to Shirabu’s textbook. “Look, it’ll be so cool! Exploring all the abandoned funhouses and imagine how freaky the haunted houses will be! Just think about it, okay?”

The looks everyone exchanged said they had and had already made up their minds, but you nodded anyway, if for no other reason than to appease him.

A moment later, your alarm went off and you bid them goodbye, walking towards the door with Shirabu for your next lecture. You were sure as shit not going to an abandoned anything this weekend.

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[kamoniwa]

𝙼𝙸𝚁𝚁𝙾𝚁

there’s few things that can shake miya atsumu. one thing that can, the way his little sister begs for his help. 

.wordc. 2.2k+ tw incest, dubcon/noncon, voyeurism

He’s not exactly known for being the moral compass of the world. In all of his life, he’s thought about things before jumping head first approximately two times, and neither thought was concerning the goodness of his actions. But he’s also not a bad person, or tries not to be. When it comes to most things he’s a pretty decent human, and for the parts he lacks, well— that’s probably why he has a twin. It’s making those important calls on his own that give Atsumu a hard time here and there. And in all fairness, he thinks, it’s not his fault he didn’t notice quite as quickly as someone else might’ve.

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“Six!”

Summary: Atsumu tells Y/N that he’s single, what happens when they find out that he’s not so single after all?

Pairing: Atsumu x Reader

Word Count:1452

Warnings: Angst. Mentions of premeditated murder, poisoning, and cheating.

A/N: The beliefs and actions of the characters in this series do not reflect those of the writer. 

Series Tags: @infamous-kenzie-official​  @ilovesupersoldiers​ @bubblnymph​ @hai-q-haikyuu​  @hidden-otaku-stuff​ @boosyboo9206​ @karasu-hoes​ @super-noya​ @kamiboeikan​ @chunhua-s​

General Tags: @newfriendjen​ @scrappyfka​​

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[kamoniwa]

step daddy!bo catching you rutting against your pillow on the one, single afternoon he’s able to get off of work early.

you’re huffing, and whining so loud that he can hear you when he steps into the house. you’re nearly in tears because it’s not working— you’re not even close to cumming despite the stickiness covering the plush pillow between your thighs. you need help.

not the help of a random, barely experienced boy you could snatch up on campus... the help of your step daddy. who has big arms that can pin you down and keep you in place when you try to squirm away ‘cause it’s too much. who has long, thick fingers that you drool over in your free time between your studies. they could make you cum in seconds, you have no doubt about it.

you don’t stop the pathetic grind of your hips when your door suddenly flies open, exposing a bewildered kōtarō. his gaze is fixed on your tits, painstakingly trailing down to your cunny before he can finish his lament. his knuckles turn white as one hand grips the doorknob and the other holds onto the frame.

“help me, daddy.” it’s a demand— you’re forgetting your manners, but the desperation in your eyes forces him to comply.

[kamoniwa]

Chikan is the absolute best but what if 👉🏼👈🏼 its nii-chan thats groping you and neither of you realize until you get off the train but that leads to nii-chan taking advantage of you again because theres no way his cute little sister would rat him out

i’m just gonna assume you meant that he doesn’t know he’s touching you either which is just * chef’s kiss *. also you didn’t specify which nii-chan so i took the liberty of picking issei-nii.

tw for chikan, incest, noncon touching

you keep shifting and squirming, trying to get away from the hand groping beneath your skirt. it’s a tug of war between hoping somebody will help and praying nobody sees because you aren’t sure you can handle the embarrassment from it. you haven’t even had the courage to turn around and look at whoever it is touching you, afraid of what you might see.

it’s been fifteen minutes of gentle touches and you’re ashamed to admit it’s left you a mess, slick pooling in your panties and overflowing down your thighs. your breath hitches every time those fingers even come close to dipping beneath your panties before you remember where you are, tears pooling in your eyes.

at last, your stop is called and the crowd moves. as you step onto the platform, a hand grasps your wrist. your heart thumps so hard you’re lightheaded as you’re turned, sure it’s the person from the train. they’ve followed you and there’s nothing you can do--

you’re faced with your issei-nii, face flushed and eyes a little too bright, looking like he’s just been caught doing something he shouldn’t have been. you know that look, but you’re too caught up in your relief to care. throwing yourself into his arms.

he doesn’t even ask you what’s wrong, instead hurrying you through out of the station faster than your legs can keep up, and you’re confused. you start to realize that he found you far too quickly, given he hadn’t even known you were on the train, and he’s acting very strange, like he knows what happened.

you start to panic, thinking he’d seen what had happened and was angry. you resolve to explain to him that it wasn’t your fault-- when you get home of course, because that’s all you want at the moment.

only, when you get there, he drags you up the stairs and shoves you into his bedroom. it’s entirely unlike your nii-chan to get so worked up, but you don’t have time to turn around and ask him before you’re being shoved facefirst into his blankets. you barely have time to register that before your skirt-- you’re really going to have to learn to wear longer ones-- is being flipped up and those same fingers from before and rubbing along your slit, circling your clit and-- oh.

“w-wait, nii-chan--” you call out, but it’s muffled because he’s still got your head pressed down against his mattress. you squirm, trying to displace him but your nii-chan has always been stronger than you-- it’s one of the things you’ve always loved about him. besides how kind and protective he was or how his fingers feel slipping inside of you, stretching you out-- that orgasm you had been shamefully hoping for on the train is ripped out of you with muted cry.

your ass perks further up in the air as you stand on your tiptoes, nails scrabbling at the familiar blanket beneath you as your nii-chan’s fingers continue to drag along your slick, gummy walls. your legs tremble, tears staining the cloth beneath you as those fingers finally pull out.

“good girl,” your nii-chan praises, and you think it’s over now and that he’ll explain everything and make it all better, until you hear the clanking of his belt being undone. your panties are pulled down, his rough hands sliding up the outsides of your thighs and gripping your hips, lifting you so that you’re kneeling on the bed. “you’re not gonna tell anyone right? you wouldn’t do that to your nii-chan, would you? i’ll make it all better, i promise.”

as his cock slides up through your dripping folds, you have no choice to believe him.

after all, your nii-chan would never lie to you, right?

[kamoniwa]

tooru-nii tricking you into thinking it’s normal for you to help your big brother out by sucking his cock when he’s stressed out or letting him jerk off and cum all over your slick little cunny before making you walk around like that bc it helps him “feel closer to you”.