Anonymous
10/31/2025, 4:52:03 PM
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AKB General 3340
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All AKB sub-groups and related Japanese *48 groups welcome.
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Anonymous
10/31/2025, 11:01:41 PM
No.50241026
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That should've been the end of it, but fate wasn't done screwing with us. A week later, we landed in detention together. I'd been caught slipping answers to a classmate during a math test-stupid move, but they'd begged. Yuiyui got nabbed too, passing notes to her cheer squad, proving she wasn't above helping when it suited her. The library was our prison, and inside was like a tomb of silence, the air heavy with dust and the faint trace of Yuiyui's floral perfume. Detention had dragged on for an hour, just the two of us at opposite ends of a table, the librarian's "quick break" stretching longer than it should've. My pencil scratched aimlessly in my notebook, but I could feel her eyes on me-those sharp dark-brown eyes that hadn't softened since the marathon. Her foot tapped under the table, a restless little rhythm, and I tried to ignore how her skirt rode up slightly, exposing the curve of her thigh.
Then her chair scraped, loud enough to jolt me. I looked up, and my breath snagged. Yuiyui stood, her fingers trembling as she gripped the hem of her sweater. In one jerky motion, she pulled it over her head, her black hair spilling loose for a moment before settling. She tossed it aside, her chest heaving under her tight blouse-big tits straining the buttons, begging to be noticed. "Yuiyui, what-" I started, my voice rough, but she didn't let me finish. Her hands moved to her blouse, fumbling with the buttons, popping them open one by one until it fell away, revealing her big breasts-she was braless! My mouth went dry as she stepped closer, her skirt swishing against her full hips.
"Don't say anything," she snapped, but her voice cracked, betraying her. She reached for her skirt's zipper, hands shaking harder now, and slid it down, letting it pool around her ankles. She stood there, naked down under-she wasn't wearing any pantsu, her round ass framed perfectly, her skin glowing in the dim light-and I couldn't look away. Heat crawled up my spine, my pulse hammering as she closed the distance, stopping just inches from me. Her scent hit me stronger now, sweet and intoxicating, and I could see the flush creeping across her chest.
"Why do you hate me so much?" she asked, quieter now, her eyes locking onto mine. There was no sneer this time-just raw, jagged hurt. "I've been trying to get you to see me, and you... you just push me away."
I swallowed, my throat tight. "Hate you? You've been treating me like dirt, Yuiyui. Ordering me around, talking crap behind my back-how's that supposed to make me feel?"
She flinched, her lips parting like she wanted to argue, but then her shoulders slumped. "I didn't mean it like that," she said, almost a whisper. "I... I like you, okay? I've liked you since we started all this-back when we were helping everyone together. But you wouldn't do what I wanted. You wouldn't stay close. It pissed me off." Her voice broke on the last word, and she looked away, her fingers curling into fists at her sides.
I stared at her, the pieces falling into place-her dad walking out when she was a child, her need to control, to keep guys tethered, like it's an obsession. She was a mess of pride and longing, standing half-naked in front of me, and it hit me how much she'd been hiding. My chair creaked as I stood, slow and deliberate, closing the gap until I could feel the heat radiating off her. She didn't back up, just lifted her chin, her breath hitching as I loomed over her. "You don't have to force it," I said, low and steady, my hands hovering near her waist. Her skin looked soft, too tempting, and I let my fingers brush her hips-light at first, testing. She shivered, her eyes flickering with something wild.
"Then why won't you want me?" she murmured, stepping closer, her chest brushing mine. The lace of her bra grazed my shirt, and I could feel her-warm, full, pressing in. My hands settled firmer on her waist, thumbs tracing the dip above her hips, and she let out a shaky breath, her lips parting. The air between us thickened, electric, and I could smell her hair now-floral and faintly sweet, like cherry blossoms.
"I never said I didn't," I replied, my voice dropping. I slid one hand up her side, slow, feeling the curve of her ribs, stopping just under the swell of her chest. Her nipples strained against the lace, and I let my thumb graze the edge, teasing without crossing the line. She gasped, soft and involuntary, her hands gripping my arms like she needed to steady herself. "But you've been running this like a game. Maybe it's time you let me call the shots."
Her eyes widened, pupils dark and hungry, but she didn't pull away. "You... you want me to just give in?" she asked, her voice trembling with defiance and desire. I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear, and whispered, "Yeah. Submit to me, Yuiyui. See how it feels." My breath was hot against her skin, and I felt her tense, then soften, her body leaning into mine like she couldn't help it.]
Anonymous
10/31/2025, 11:14:23 PM
No.50241068
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That should've been the end of it, but fate wasn't done screwing with us. A week later, we landed in detention together. I'd been caught slipping answers to my classmates during a math test-stupid move, but they'd begged. Yuiyui got nabbed too, passing notes to her cheer squad, proving she wasn't above helping when it suited her. The library was our prison, and inside was like a tomb of silence, the air heavy with dust and the faint trace of Yuiyui's floral perfume. Detention had dragged on for an hour, just the two of us at opposite ends of a table, the librarian's "quick break" stretching longer than it should've. My pencil scratched aimlessly in my notebook, but I could feel her eyes on me-those sharp dark-brown eyes that hadn't softened since the marathon. Her foot tapped under the table, a restless little rhythm, and I tried to ignore how her skirt rode up slightly, exposing the curve of her thigh.
Then her chair scraped, loud enough to jolt me. I looked up, and my breath snagged. Yuiyui stood, her fingers trembling as she gripped the hem of her sweater. In one jerky motion, she pulled it over her head, her black hair spilling loose for a moment before settling. She tossed it aside, her chest heaving under her tight blouse-big tits straining the buttons, begging to be noticed. "Yuiyui, what-" I started, my voice rough, but she didn't let me finish. Her hands moved to her blouse, fumbling with the buttons, popping them open one by one until it fell away, revealing her big breasts-she was braless! My mouth went dry as she stepped closer, her skirt swishing against her full hips.
"Don't say anything," she snapped, but her voice cracked, betraying her. She reached for her skirt's zipper, hands shaking harder now, and slid it down, letting it pool around her ankles. She stood there, naked down under-she wasn't wearing any pantsu, her round ass framed perfectly, her skin glowing in the dim light-and I couldn't look away. Heat crawled up my spine, my pulse hammering as she closed the distance, stopping just inches from me. Her scent hit me stronger now, sweet and intoxicating, and I could see the flush creeping across her chest.
"Why do you hate me so much?" she asked, quieter now, her eyes locking onto mine. There was no sneer this time-just raw, jagged hurt. "I've been trying to get you to see me, and you... you just push me away."
I swallowed, my throat tight. "Hate you? You've been treating me like dirt, Yuiyui. Ordering me around, talking crap behind my back-how's that supposed to make me feel?"
She flinched, her lips parting like she wanted to argue, but then her shoulders slumped. "I didn't mean it like that," she said, almost a whisper. "I... I like you, okay? I've liked you since we started all this-back when we were helping everyone together. But you wouldn't do what I wanted. You wouldn't stay close. It pissed me off." Her voice broke on the last word, and she looked away, her fingers curling into fists at her sides.
I stared at her, the pieces falling into place-her dad walking out when she was a child, her need to control, to keep guys tethered, like it's an obsession. She was a mess of pride and longing, standing half-naked in front of me, and it hit me how much she'd been hiding. My chair creaked as I stood, slow and deliberate, closing the gap until I could feel the heat radiating off her. She didn't back up, just lifted her chin, her breath hitching as I loomed over her. "You don't have to force it," I said, low and steady, my hands hovering near her waist. Her skin looked soft, too tempting, and I let my fingers brush her hips-light at first, testing. She shivered, her eyes flickering with something wild.
"Then why won't you want me?" she murmured, stepping closer, her chest brushing mine. The moist skin of her big breasts grazed my shirt, and I could feel her-warm, full, pressing in. My hands settled firmer on her waist, thumbs tracing the dip above her hips, and she let out a shaky breath, her lips parting. The air between us thickened, electric, and I could smell her hair now-floral and faintly sweet, like cherry blossoms.
"I never said I didn't," I replied, my voice dropping. I slid one hand up her side, slow, feeling the curve of her ribs, stopping just under the swell of her chest. Her nipples strained against my shirt, and I let my thumb graze the edge of her breast, teasing without crossing the line. She gasped, soft and involuntary, her hands gripping my arms like she needed to steady herself. "But you've been running this like a game. Maybe it's time you let me call the shots. "Her eyes widened, pupils dark and hungry, but she didn't pull away. "You... you want me to just give in?" she asked, her voice trembling with defiance and desire. I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear, and whispered, "Yeah. Submit to me, Yuiyui. See how it feels." My breath was hot against her skin, and I felt her tense, then soften, her body leaning into mine like she couldn't help it.
Anonymous
11/1/2025, 1:09:56 AM
No.50241412
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>>50241380
Her acting is underutilized. Like the saying if you don't use it, it gets rusty. They need to brainstorm skits to produce for the OUC channel. Maybe it could be a generational project since admittedly generational bonds are strong with the girls right now, though as a precaution too much of this might lead to tribalistic emotions within the group.
Anonymous
11/1/2025, 1:15:33 AM
No.50241431
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>I love time looking at the ocean.
Always trust a girl who dreams.
papa anons /our daughter/ truly is a Ravenclaw as we watch her stargaze the stars reflecting on the ocean like how we used to stargaze as we lay on the grass at UP Sunken Garden.
Anonymous
11/1/2025, 4:33:32 AM
No.50242195
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>>50241974
Sometimes I do make wrong proportions LOL. I try to guestimate it based on their shoulders width and neck radius and the eye distance, though maybe in the future an online AI could do a better version, ie instead of face swap, it's head swap like in the Halo edit of Gud Emperor Trump.
https://x.com/WhiteHouse/status/1982638578913206632
I think it would be also be great feature too in games if there's service where one project could scan your images and create characters based on those images and data you input like height. It would be a service were multiple games could benefit.
Anonymous
11/1/2025, 9:26:18 PM
No.50245672
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>>50246086
>>50231818
I managed to see the HKT's halloween stream today: you lied, it was fun.
Also poor Nene borrowed a costume from Karenren, but due to a certain body part size mismatch between the two, she spent most of the time adjusting her dress whose front kept falling, threatening to show her cleavage (or lack thereof).
Anonymous
11/2/2025, 12:49:54 AM
No.50246279
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>>50241974
his edits make everything look weird
he brings shame upon 48G, /akbg/, artists, and his family
only way out is sudoku
Anonymous
11/2/2025, 6:46:32 AM
No.50247239
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>>50243146
Not to be a spoilsport but this looks dangerous though, like your head might snag on the rope as you are falling down and break your neck. I hope the park management lowers the rope swing or something so the water slows down the fall velocity, or redesign it better, like add some padding on the wooden swing so when the victim, I mean, the variety idol falls down it doesn't crack her skull.
