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stardustizuku · 8 months ago

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So, Gushing Over Magical Girls Is The Best Thing To Happen to Magical Girls

Gushing Over Magical Girls get this bad rep. For all the wrong reasons. I’ve seen it be called an insult to Magical Girls, I’ve seen it be called “gooner bait” a term I absolutely despise but that’s a thing for another day. I’ve seen it insulted for everything and anything under the sun.

I first got acquainted with it when I was scrolling through Twitter and I saw someone complain about the PV. However, as an avid Magical Girl Fan, I wasn’t disgusted. I was intrigued.

I decided to read the manga, and oh god.

This is one of the best things I’ve read.

The story follows Utena, a shy girl that loves Magical Girls, tricked to become the evil general that will defeat the Magical Girl team “Tres Magia”.

And it’s a delight.

I binged all the episodes available to me in the manga, and had fun in each and every chapter.

The same, however, couldn’t be said by half the people who watched the anime. And I was extremely baffled. As a queer woman, this was the first time in my life, in which I had seen something so deliberately catered towards me. I saw tell-tale signs of someone who genuinely admires the genre, and is simply using it as an outlet for exploring deeper and more interesting topics that a SFW version of it would not be able to.

Yet, I turn around and I see people calling it the most horrendous stuff, and accusing everyone who likes it of being monsters or men.

Genuinely, I’ve had enough.

Gushing Over Magical Girl is not the Devil. In fact, I think it’s the best thing to come don’t even like Magical Girls AND IT SHOWS.

PART 1: “Magical girls are for little girls!”.

The first criticism you’ll see aimed at “Gushing over Magical girl” is the amount of sexually charged content it has. And it is true. It borders on straight up porn in many instances and it just gets wilder as you go on. By chapter 30, we’re way past PantyShots. Like, I’ve seen some of these girls’ vaginas, and I’m not joking.

Personally, I don’t see anything wrong with it, but there’s people who might disagree.

“Magical Girls are for little girls” some people say “and you’re corrupting it!”

Which genuinely makes me laugh.

This is because this type of argument could only be done by someone with no real concept of Magical Girls aside from maybe Sailor Moon and Sakura Card Captor.

out of the Magical Girl genre in a WHILE (Ignoring Precure, because they just gave us a magical boy and that’s my win of the decade).

People are just, you know, stupid. And reactionary. Enough that they see a boob and lose their minds like a Karen at a Christmas Eve Mall.

My point is, I love this manga. And I’m willing to risk my reputation to defend it. Cause genuinely, half the people who are clutching their pearls over this show - Magical Girl Anime haven’t always been PG, or aimed at girls.

Cutie Honey is a great example. It’s one of the most famous Magical Girl Anime you will find - and it’s a shonen. With the protagonist, Honey, being constantly naked, groped, put in suggestive situations and have outfits that show her cleavage.

And it’s one of the most famous, most popular takes on Magical Girl there is. Yet, I never see any amount of outrage towards it. (Part of me wonders if it’s because the fan service is aimed at men, rather than involving yuri).

There’s also Lyrical Nanoha, one of the most popular serial franchises there is. It spans several seasons and spinoffs, and it’s beloved by many.

And it’s aimed at older men. Yes, it’s a Seinen.

In fact, its origins are far from PG. It’s actually a Spin-off of an erotic game named “Triangle Heart”. It was most definitely not created with little girls in mind, and themes it tackles reflect as much.

There’s Fate/kaleid liner Prisma Illya too, a spinoff of the Fate/Stay Night VN, very obviously aimed at older men, it’s a Seinen. It has a lot of fanservice and scenes where the characters are half naked.

Day Break Illusion is also a Shonen.

And as much as I adora Madoka - I’ve been stating for years now that it isn’t a show meant for little girls. You could argue it’s for everyone, regardless of gender, who’s a little older. But it most definitely wasn’t for little girls.

So, no. This was never an “only girls” club. Trying to paint it as such, is not only wrong but ignorant.

Magical Girl shows can be for anyone. Men, boys, girls, women and I find it infantilizing to consider it “only for little girls”.

No one says “super heroes are ONLY for little boys”

Well, some do. But they’re, you know, bigots. Who don’t want girls playing or adults o have fun.

So no, Gushing Over Magical Girls being a sexually charged anime in the Seinen category isn’t “corrupting the genre”. In fact, I would argue it’s doing exactly what the genre has done in the OVA shadows for a while.

Not to mention, many people have screamed from the rooftop how they want “more mature Magical Girl shows” referring to the success of Madoka. But as soon as an actually mature take on Magical Girls shows up, tackling issues of sexuality and love, you all don’t want it anymore.

(We all know why, though. Americans, and western culture in general, considers mature themes, only that which involves violence. Anything close to discussing issues of sex is no longer “mature” but “Pornographic” and deserving of being shoved into a corner. With all queer themes, gender studies, and any nuance that could be had regarding these issues).

And speaking of sexually charged, have you watched so called “wholesome” magical girls? They’re still very much sexy. Not in the “on the nose” ecchi way Seinen and Shonen are - but they still are.

You’ll find transformations were the girls are naked, zoom in to their breasts, you’ll have panty shots every now and then. Even themes of growing up, having crushes, and innuendos about sex. Inappropriate relationships, taboo romance, and the likes.

Sakura had Rita and a professor’s relationship (mutual in the manga), Sailor Moon had Chibiusa and Elliot’s romance, Sugar Sugar Rune even having an element for ‘lust’ and other different types of love, and let’s not forget Mermaid Melody which has several instances of the girls naked, in compromising positions with other men. And I’m pretty sure Tokyo Mew Mew likely opened a whole bunch of doors for girls to be into CNC.

This is, by the way, normal.

Completely so.

These stories often talk about the girlhood experience. And girls and teenage girls are interested in all of these things. They’re interested in sex, romance, their bodies growing up, their own sexuality and the likes. It’s no wonder same-sex relationships and romance get included, they’re part of what experiencing the world through the eyes of a young girl is like.

And subsequently, it stands to reason that as people who engaged with MG grow up - they find comfort in exploring their sexuality through Magical Girl themselves. There’s a reason why there’s a growing section of “Magical Girl” in your local hentai site.

“Men get off on corrupting this wholesome girl targeted genre” is actually TERF rhetoric sneaking through the mainstream. It ignores AFAB ppl and gender nonconforming people, who grew up with Magical Girls, simply using a medium that originally started their journey of sexual identity, to explore more “grown up” aspects of that same identity.

In particular, I’m a Cis AroAce Woman. I wrote a lot of Magical Girl NSFW when I first started writing NSFW Twitter threads. They’re bad and they’re cringey. But it was something I needed.

Magical Girls were a huge part of my childhood and early teens. When I was mentally in the space to want to engage with NSFW content: it was obvious I would turn to what first sparked excitement.

So this idea that “men are corrupting Magical Girls with their sick fantasies” is nothing more than TERF-lite propaganda. People, including women and men, have been doing this for ages; for a variety of reasons. And doing so, doesn’t rob children of their spaces - but the gentrification of the internet is a story of another day.

The other argument I have heard is that GOMG is a mockery of the genre. Which is even more laughable in my opinion.

PART 2: Parodies and why I hate Earth Defender’s Club.

Gushing Over Magical Girls loves Magical Girls. It’s a parody, in a way, but it knows very well what it parodies. It’s not surface level in the slightest. And it absolutely is not mean spirited about it.

A lot of the time, shows that reference and parody the Magical Girl genre, do so in ways that feel like they view it as a lesser genre. They take generic images of cute girls in frilly outfits, swap the colors around, and have them chant over-the-top spells. You’re meant to laugh, not only at how silly they look, but people who would love it. Especially if they’re grown ups.

I do not like “Cute High Earth Defense Club LOVE!” For this exact reason - even tho many people praise it to all heavens.

Because

1) It feels surface level in its commentary and depiction of Magical Girls and

2) More mocking towards the genre than paying homage or doing anything with it.

The continuous use of the word “Love” is a very obvious jab at Magical Girls using these words, which feels mean spirited just for the sake of it. Their outfits are almost exactly the same, save for the colors. And they all use the same sticks as weapon, with no thematic link for the shapes of the scepters. The mascot too (a wombat for god knows what reason), I think it’s meant to be a joke of some sort for how ridiculous some of the mascots for the girls get, which rubs me the wrong way.

In general, it feels shallow and mean spirited. But no one calls this an insult to Magical Girls. Because people who like it don't actually care about Magical Girls. They see cute boys doing silly things and love it. Which is kinda sad.

Now, Gushing Over Magical girls has sort of that same problem on the Tres Magias…But they’re not the protagonists. And even then, in later chapters, they get power ups that are different in design, and thematically linked.

The protagonist, and the ones we follow, are Utena and the girls. And they all have very distinct outfits, all with motifs that are tangentially thematically linked, and speak of each character’s personalities in interesting ways.

Utena in particular has THIS outfit. Which a lot of people don’t like, but I actually do.

It’s very obvious it’s taking inspo from other iconic Bad Girls in the genre. Namely, Utau, Kraehe and Devil Homura. All “Enemy characters” that have unhealthy obsessions with other characters. In particular, I think the wings and the feathers resemble Homura - THE character known to have a massive obsession with a Magical Girl (Madoka), to the point of insanity.

There’s also Magia Azure. Who’s a clear reference to the Mean Tsundere girl that is iconic to the genre. She’s also a Miko. Which is a callback to Sailor Mars, arguably THE girl who popularized this archetype.

I also love what they do with the mascots. Unlike Earth Defenders, where the mascot is you know, a mockery of the archetype of a mascot - useless, only there to give power ups, and obsessed with food - the mascots of GOMG is taking a book from Madoka.

It considers the mascots both all-too-powerful and yet limited in their reach. Which is exactly what the mascots have always been in Magical Girls. Beings so powerful they can give mythical powers to girls, yet helpless to do anything on their own. So, they use magical girls as a vehicle to achieve their goals. Most Magical girls try to paint this as a good thing, but newer genres shine light on how dangerous that can be too.

Madoka tackles it with Kyubey as the main initial mascot, only later to turn out to be the villain of the series.

And in a Post-Madoka world, trusting the mascots is just the slightest bit more difficult. That’s why, from the get go, GOMG portrays their mascots as morally corrupt. He’s not a good character, he’s malicious and doing more harm than good. But for the majority of the series, he’s painted more as a useless harmless evil than anything genuinely terrifying or worthy of concern. The attention is focused on other things.

But I love the way that it’s heavily implied that they’re not good. It’s a very interesting take on the mascot and it helps with the themes of the series. Which yes, by the way. Gushing Over Magical Girls has themes.

Which lead me to-

Part 3: Yeah, uhm, Gushing Over Magical Girl has themes.

There’s this idea that Sex is an inherently violent act. In which a man humiliates and sodomizes a woman, and therefore the woman is exploited in some way. And 10x worse is any act that involves BDSM. It’s violence; born out of hatred.

This is TERF rhetoric. I’m not joking. This line of thought leads directly to TERF ideas.

Many on the internet have pointed out as much, and BDSM members have gone to be very vocal about it. In particular, people on the role of the submissive (or the bottoms) are loudly trying to explain the contrary. How they like the act of sex, like the idea of being vulnerable, or being humiliated. There’s also plenty of LGBT+ stories that talk about it, both in western and eastern spaces. Just jump into the section of dom/sub verse at your local manga browsing website, and you’ll find something.

That said, the same is not as common for people who like to “dominate”.

I can only think of two pieces of media that argue that, whoever is the dominant or the sadist, is also a human being. That whatever they’re doing is done, not out of hatred for the submissive or an act of violence, but love.

One, is the husky and the white cat. In which Mo Ran, among other things, has to come to terms that his love isn’t “pure”. That he cannot love someone without the want to have sex, and to completely dominate that someone.

The second one is Gushing Over Magical Girls.

It’s very clear to me that Utena’s sadism isn’t a violent act. It’s an act born out of love. She genuinely loves the Magical Girls, and most girls for that matter, and whenever she is inflicting pain and fighting with them - what she wants is to ultimately help them in some way.

She wants them to “be the cutest version they can be” and wants them to shine brighter than ever.

There’s this one scene I love, around chapter 20, in which Baiser (Utena) is fighting Magia Azura. And due to Baiser going a bit too far, Azura ends up being Mind-broken. She crawls towards her, calls her “mistress” and begs to become her servant.

In any normal Hentai you’ll find, this is a good thing. This would be the ideal outcome. A character being turned into nothing but a sex slave for the enjoyment of the dominant.

Which is why I found it breathtaking when that didn’t happen.

Baiser is horrified by this. She does not want to break the girls, she wants them to be powerful. She wants them to win. With her, the evil one, being nothing more than a vehicle for them to be even stronger than before.

This is the first time I’ve ever seen dominant or sadist characters being presented both sexually, and in such a positive light. Much less a queer woman in the same position.

It doesn’t treat BDSM sex as a disgusting taboo act, but something born out of genuine love - and a want to see the other person be or feel better.

This is reinforced around chapter 25 where Leberblume and Loco Mùsica are fighting Baiser. For context, Loco Musica wanted to be an Idol, but had terrible singing. She uses her evil power to basically force everyone to listen to her sing (which is so reminiscent of Mermaid Melody btw). When they fight, Baiser wins, and is then set to use her new found power to “punish” Loco Musica.

Originally, Loco Musica points out how Baiser’s sadistic tendencies are “the same” as Lord Enorme, who we’ve seen uses sadism as a genuine form of punishment. Something to avoid. You behave well, because you don’t want to get hurt or humiliated by her.

However, when Baiser uses her own unique type of sadism on Loco Musica, something happens. Instead of causing her physical pain by beating her or using violence, she forces her to get naked and perform her idol song like that. This causes her to get extremely embarrassed. And in the process, she actually starts to sing really well.

This is important for two reasons

1) Baiser is actually taking into account who Musica is. It’s later revealed that Musica wanted a more frilly idol-like outfit but Lord Enorme shut it down, for the sake of a more ‘unified’ aesthetic. Baiser is not just throwing around the same treatment and punishment for all girls - what one might like, the other might hate.

2) At the end of the day, while she did the punishment, it was both embarrassing, but ultimately something that helped Musica and made her feel better.

And that’s really the key here, and why I love the series.

Sadism, sex and kinks in general are not tools of degeneracy. They’re treated as part of our experience.

Also, it’s just fun?

Part 4: Gushing Over Magical Girls is just extremely fun when you don’t have a dumb bitch yapping abt how unholy it is to see tiddies on a screen

Yeah, GOMG just has one of the most creative depictions of the most insane of kinks you’ll see - I could spent hour gushing over Nero Alice.

Seeing all these different kinks being depicted as powers and abilities that these characters have - and seeing how they interact with other people is just interesting.

The sex scenes are both hilarious and kinda sexy. Specially if you do like to see women all hot and bothered. Personally I’m not into girls (or anyone for that matter) but I have to admit the scenes were pretty hot. And there is no shame in admitting as much. No matter what the puritanical Christian on Twitter crying abt “god honoring lesbian sex” Will tell you.

I cannot begin to explain just how hype and relatable it was to see Magia Baiser defeat Lord Enorme with the power of straight up delusion, we STAN.

So, yeah.

It’s been a while since I last saw a Magical Girl Show so unashamed of being a Magical Girl Show. Unashamed of being weird, of praising the genre and just enjoying it.

My essay is titled, in part, as a joking reference to my much more popular series “MLB is the worst thing to happen to the magical girl series”. Which I still think is true.

And while, yeah, maybe GOMG isn’t the best thing to come out of the genre…I still think it’s good that it came out.

A lot of people say they want a more “mature” take on Magical Girls but - this proved to me that just isn’t the case.

Gushing over magical girls proves that the Magical Girl Genre Can Be so much more than what people think. More than glitter and sparkles, more than vapid action scenes, or what little girls want.

Much like any other genre, it can be raunchy, it can be messy, it can explore things outside of the status quo. But it can still deeply respect the source material, and the origins of it.

GOMG proves Magical Girls can be fun. Just. Straight up fun. Regardless of your age. They can serve and connect you to parts of yourself you didn’t realize you could connect to.

I hope it proves to more people that the genre can be so much more than “just for little girls” that parodies can be more than pointing and laughing, and that it can have themes beyond just, “friendship”.

Magical Girls can be so much more. You just, have to have an open mind about it.

#gushing over magical girls #2k magical girl essay #cute high earth defense club love #sailor moon #puella magi madoka magica #shugo chara #I will defend this show with my life it’s genuinely so much fun #yes I am willing to tank my reputation for it it’s so fucking funny 😭😭

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acerby · 4 months ago

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New Favorite Panel lining Pen

As someone who gets migraines from strong chemical smells I cant really use tamiya panel liner.

I enjoy using the fine-tip Gundam markers, but I saw people recommending these Sakura Pigna Micron 005 - 0.20 mm. And I have to say I am impressed. Fine-point Gundam markers are this oily purple-black, and the Sakura ones are a much richer full black.

And they are pretty cheap too. If your like me and panel line with the pens I would recommend giving these a shot!

#gunpla #plamo #plastic model #panel lining

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lyinyao · 3 months ago

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cherry (blossom) on top [250401] wc ~ 1.6k

tags ~ friends but not yet lovers, intentional lowercase, fem!reader implied, not proofread, slight angst but mainly fluff

notes ~ early series sakura who's still emotionally constipated to an extent, reader lives in the next town over so they don't hang out often, reader is friends with nirei, kind of ooc towards the end? i tried my best </3

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it’s a normal day at Pothos when every store on the street are closed for the day and yet the faintest chatter could still be heard from inside the café. but today is a special occasion, the entire grade 1 Tamon team (plus umemiya and a few leaders) is gathered here to celebrate the birthday of their heroic grade captain!

a normal birthday procedure was set in place, good food (sponsored by kotoha), a delicious cake with a portion that wasn’t nearly enough, a toast to the birthday boy with sakura practically melting from the attention and most importantly, great company.

the atmosphere has significantly died down past sundown, however sakura’s main group of friends and a few others continued to stay behind, leisurely chatting and playfully pressuring sakura into another competitive game night, until a text notification rings from his phone – from you :

he raised his head from the phone screen, getting ready to leave but not before taking in the current situation, he just so happened to be sitting in the innermost corner of the seating booth, holding back from clicking his tongue in frustration fully expecting a myriad of teasing if anybody finds out his reason for leaving early.

his abrupt stand prompted a few heads to turn, mainly consisting of the first years he was initially part of a conversation with and kotoha who was mindlessly wiping a few plates and concluding her work shift. “ahh leaving already sakura-kun?”, taiga chips in as suo who was sitting next to him makes way for sakura to get out.

“yeah, got tired.”, he shrugs after a simple lie, taking a short glance down at the time shown on his phone lockscreen. “wow, sakura-kun’s got a bedtime curfew of a baby~”, suo chimes as he settles back down onto his seat, flashing a closed-eye smile at the refuting boy.

sakura mutters a few goodbyes on the way out, not bothering to elaborate more when anzai was pestering at him to stay as he rushed to the exit door. footsteps slowing once he was out of sight, wondering if it would be awkward for you if he had arrived earlier than you did and ended up ruining any potential surprises you had in mind (knowing you).

by the time sakura reaches the park you've both agreed to meet up at, he spots you from a distance hunched over in a sort of panicky state, when your entire figure comes into view, he realises you're fumbling with a lighter at hand.

his steps slow, unsure whether he should be catching you in such a predicament knowing you hadn't noticed him approaching. as he gets closer, his noise of his shoes scraping against the sandy ground of the park becomes clearer, effectively notifying you of sakura's presence.

in a flash you hide your hands behind your back, greeting sakura with a sheepish smile, "sakura-kun! you're here! shit.. um, could you close your eyes for a sec?", followed by an awkward chuckle, which was when sakura decided to comply.

with his eyes closed he could hear the desperate continuous clicks of the lighter, and your aggressive mumbling - something along the lines of 'did i grab the faulty one?.. but i replaced that like last week..!', sakura fights the curl of his lips when he hears your quiet celebratory 'yes!' after the candle (he assumes) is successfully lit.

once he feels a reassuring warmth being carefully raised up to his face and eventually hit the tip of his nose, he figures that's his cue to open his eyes.

you start singing a light "happy birthday" tune, and as sakura peeks his eyes open, he first notices the 'cake' you'd prepared, a cupcake, clearly store-bought because the liner doesn't match the icing, speaking of, it had a haphazardly drawn-on sakura blossom with pink icing on top of the flat cupcake top, but your expression says you were very proud of your own handiwork.

what really takes the cake is the singular sakura petal placed as a garnish and a matching pink candle stuck on the middle of the pastry. you urge him to make a wish and he does, blowing out the candle in turn, which earns him an excited cheer coming from you.

you thrust the cupcake into his hands, offering him a taste and speed off to the sea-saw behind, bending down to pick up something from the seats, while sakura peels back the cupcake liner and prepares to take a bite but not before admiring the effort you’d gone through, face warming at the fact that you went out of your way to prepare this, even if it wasn’t grand or fancy.

you come back swiftly with a polaroid camera, already holding it up at an angle for a shot, “and to commemorate..”, you mutter. *ka-chiik* “..a polaroid selfie! i couldn’t prepare a gift for you so take this in the meantime!”.

“h-hey! why’d you just take that?!”, he accepts the polaroid with skepticism when you reply, “because you’d swat me away before i could even press the shutter! and that’d ruin the photo, no?”, to which sakura grumbles under his breath in response.

“plus…”, you trail off, “i wouldn’t be able to capture this look on your face otherwise~”, the blushing boy rolls his eyes before taking a look of the photo, that captured you holding a peace sign with a cheeky grin on your face, and his own figure just slightly behind yours, staring at the cupcake in his hands with a sort of childlike innocence within his gaze.

you laugh at his little trance as he stares down the polaroid, “you don’t look too bad sakura-kun~ i’m sure i got your good angle!”, you joke, little did you know he was in fact admiring you – with that carefree smile, like you were glad to be here with him celebrating his birth, in pretty much complete darkness with just a lamp post illuminating your surroundings, like you didn’t run all the way from the neighbourhood town and put together all this just to meet him.

he used to think his existence on this world was one big sick joke, considering his birthday being on the April Fool’s day. he’s been treated like such for all his life, until he came to this town, with its sickeningly kind people and sickeningly welcoming atmosphere, and you – the most revolting of all, just being with you makes his stomach turn, and he wants to run everytime he’s with you, try his hardest to prevent you from thinking he’s the repulsive one instead.

but you don’t, you don’t run and you don’t pretend like you’re scared either, the rawness of your sincerity makes his skin crawl and his heart ache, and your voice starts sounding inside his head, no.. you’re speaking to him right now-

“sakura-kun? sakura-kuun? does the cake look weird? the bakery i bought it from has a good reputation for their cakes though.. or is it too ugly? i was in a rush ya’know~ it would’ve turnd out better if i didn’t know of your birthdate last minute..!”, you cease your ramblings when you find sakura staring back at you now, your mouth opens and closes as you fight the decision to continue talking, or maybe you’ve been talking too much and he got annoyed..?!

“this petal… was from that tree over there right?”, he lightly jerks his head to the side, along with a quick glance to the fully bloomed cherry blossom tree rooted at the corner of the park, its branches extending long enough to shelter the swings that kids have made a competition to see who could swing high enough to kick.

“n-nooo…?”, his gaze continues to look past your blatant lies, forcing you to nod your head in shame.

“i thought it was cute.. considering your name…”

“that’s unhygienic (name).”

“i picked it off the branch!”

“that’s against the law.”

“this isn’t a public park!!”, you huff, “that's not important.". you collect yourself before speaking up again with an earnest gaze, "happy birthday haruka.” there it is, that soft call of his name that cuts as sharp as a knife, he’s still trying to get used to his name being called intentionally, being spoken to as a human being, as Sakura Haruka.

“i hope your wish comes true! and next time, i’ll definitely put together something big! promise me you’ll enjoy it!”, he replies with a dismissive affirmation and you returned home with a giddy step.

meanwhile sakura is left unmoved, mind slowly processing the fact that his wish did come true and converted into a steady warmth climbing up his neck, because he had wished to spend his next birthday with you.

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a bell chimed and the gentle closing of the door echoed in the room momentarily drawing everyone's attention, before continuing their own conversations.

suo’s teasing resulted in sakura zooming out the establishment without looking back, completely missing the knowing smirk on his face.

“he’s meeting somebody. that sakura-kun.. ditching us for somebody else..”, suo feigns disappointment, shaking his head lightly to further prove his point.

“really?! you spied on his phone? is it (name)??”, nirei exclaims, reminded of the text message he’d replied of you asking for his whereabouts just a few moments ago and the continuous messages from you frantically devising a birthday plan, he realizes upon checking your private chat log now. a playful hum of affirmation from suo has the entire table giggling and covering their mouths with mock offense.

“he even went as far as to lie, knowing he’s terrible at it..”, kiryu adds, with a light tone, “must be a special person.”

notes ~ first time stylizing a header and i kinda messed up but it still looks good (?), first time including a text scene too, hope it wasn't too awkward ><

#wind breaker #wind breaker (nii satoru)#sakura haruka x reader #haruka sakura x reader #sakura haruka #haruka sakura #sakura haruka x you #haruka sakura x you #wind breaker x reader #wind breaker fanfic #wbk x reader #wbk fanfic #wind breaker imagines #wbk imagines #wrote this in a day too so not much planning out #the more I read it the worse it gets so ill just post it #lynn~muses

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okaylikeschaewon · 2 years ago

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Paris

~6k words, Dating Seraphs Part 7, Series Masterlist

“This is so cute!”

“I heard you wanted to go on a date in Paris,” you chuckled. “You like it?”

“Like it? I love it!” Kazuha gushed. “How did you set this up so quickly?”

“I had to pull a few strings,” you smiled at her as you pulled her chair back.

“Wow, you must really like me,” Kazuha teased while taking a seat. “Oh my God!”

The excitement on her face as she looked at the variety of breads on the table was enough to make this whole endeavor worth it. Maybe it was your history dating idols, but you were definitely spoiled by their intense reactions.

“I think they call that bread.” you chuckled, taking a seat across from her.

“Why are there so many?”

“Because you deserve all the breads!” you laughed as you watched Kazuha gawked at the table.

“When are you going to take me to the real City of Love?”

“I think I’d get in trouble if I stole you and flew away in the middle of promo week.”

“I’d let you steal me,” she said slyly as she began buttering up a roll.

“How is it?” you asked, already knowing the answer as Kazuha physically leaned back into her chair, looking up at the roof in a state of utter satisfaction.

“It’s so good,” she moaned, her voice wavering as if she was about to spill tears over a simple bite of bread.

“Save some room, there’s a whole meal to come,” you laughed, overflowing with happiness at Kazuha’s antics.

Before you knew it, the appetizer, main course, and dessert had been served. Dinner was a mostly silent affair as Kazuha was far too busy with the food, only sparing enough time to drop a flirty one-liner here and there as she worked on finishing every bite from dishes she couldn’t even pronounce.

“Wow!” Kazuha gasped, even making the waiter smile through her excitement as they torched the sugar in front of her.

“Have you had it before?” you asked, tapping the top of your own little cup with the back of your spoon.

She shook her head excitedly before breaking the sugar layer with her spoon and giving it a taste. As usual, her reaction was excruciatingly cute as she alternated between a flurry of astonishment, shock, and content. She admired the little white ramekin with a bliss-filled expression on her face for a moment before looking up at you with wide eyes.

“How is it?” you smiled.

“There’s only one thing at this table I’d rather eat,” she moaned.

“Huh? What would you… oh,” you facepalmed, disappointed that you fell for her cheesiness.

“Have you brought Chaewon here before?” Kazuha asked with a smile, proud of herself as she took another bite.

“Not yet,” you answered, thinking back to the time when you brought Sakura here.

“I think she’d like it.”

“Yeah, maybe I’ll bring her next time.”

“Or you can just bring me again,” Kazuha giggled, scraping her spoon around the bottom of the dish.

“Are you asking me out?”

“Depends, will you take me out?”

“After tonight? Always.”

“Then let’s talk about where you’re taking me while you drive me home,” Kazuha smiled, wiping her lips with her napkin and standing up.

Despite her suggestion, you drove her back to the dorm in silence. Suddenly, Kazuha seemed to be a bit nervous, you even noticed her leg shaking slightly, but you decided not to comment on it. Once you got to the dorm, you contemplated whether or not you should come in, but your decision was made when Kazuha stopped walking two steps away from your car and looked over her shoulder expectantly.

Still, without saying any words, you walked Kazuha all the way to her room. All the other members were nowhere to be seen, the house was mostly silent. As you got to Kazuha’s door, she turned around and looked at you with slightly blushed cheeks.

“Tonight was fun,” she said softly.

“Yeah, it was,” you replied, trying to figure out what she wanted.

“Do you…” she began before stopping.

“Do I?”

Kazuha leaned forward and placed a quick kiss on your mouth before leaning back.

“Goodnight!” she shouted before hurrying into her room, closing the door behind her.

“Goodnight…”

—

“Still awake?”

She answered by cheerily patting the bed next to where she was sitting with a tablet in her lap.

“Whose fancam are you…” you began asking as you sat down and looked at the screen. “You’re watching your own fancam.”

“Yah! Stop judging me, I like to monitor myself, so what,” Chaewon complained as she turned off the screen and leaned over to place the device on her side table, the blanket lifting off her as she bent over, flashing you her bright pink underwear. “Did you have fun with Zuha?” she asked as she leaned back, cuddling into your arms.

“I did,” you mumbled as you ran your fingers through Chaewon’s short hair. “Kazuha’s great.”

“I know,” Chaewon laughed into your chest, laying her face on you. “Where is she now?”

“In her bed, I think.”

“Wow, didn’t you guys just get home? Guess you had some stamina issues tonight,” Chaewon teased. “Not that I blame you, Zuha is a hottie.”

“We didn’t.”

Chaewon lifted herself up and looked you in the face.

“I’m starting to think you don’t want to sleep with her.”

“Of course I want to,” you replied. “You said it yourself, she’s a hottie.”

“Do you not believe me when I say it’s fine?” Chaewon asked, face full of confusion. “I don’t understand.”

“No, I do,” you said, rubbing your hand against her back. “I literally just told you I want to sleep with her, would I do that if I didn’t believe you?”

“Probably,” Chaewon smirked. “You tend to gush over her a lot.”

“That’s true,” you smiled back. “She’s just so… precious.”

“Wanna give it another try tomorrow?” she asked nonchalantly while spinning in the bed and reaching for her phone.

“Why does it seem like you really want me to sleep with Kazuha?” you questioned while placing both hands on her ass, pressing into the pink panties.

“You don’t get jealous when I fool around with Kkura and Yunjin, why should I get jealous if you fool around with Zuha?” she answered without turning back around, flipping through her phone.

“So, what about that surprise?” you asked slyly as your hands squeezed and played with her supple ass. “Do you still wanna get all sore?”

“The condition for the surprise was that you actually slept with her,” Chaewon tutted, rolling onto her stomach and taking her shirt off.

“What an odd reality,” you said while climbing over her legs, straddling her lower body. “It really feels like my girlfriend is begging me to sleep with one of her friends.”

“I have… my reasons…” Chaewon grunted as you pressed down into her body.

“How’s the comeback stuff going?” you asked while working on the knots in her shoulders.

“It’s… good… busy…” she moaned, tossing her phone to the side and leaning her face into her pillow. “Lower please.”

“Not too much though, I hope?” you continued down her body, reaching around her chest to give her tits a quick grope before working her middle back.

“I can handle it,” she said before releasing a drawn out breath through her teeth. “Oh yes…”

“I know you can handle it,” you said, moving farther down her spine, pressing into her lower back.

“Ah fuck,” she cried out, arching her back slightly.

“Sorry.”

“No,” she moaned. “More.”

“So,” you continued, sliding lower on her body and working her lower back. “Why are you so fixated on me and Kazuha?”

“She’s being shy,” Chaewon grunted as your fingers explored her muscles. “I just want her to open up.”

“Open up…” you repeated, rubbing your thumbs in small circles, pressing harder.

“Yeah,” Chaewon continued. “She’s never gone all the way with me, I want her…”

Your hands paused the massage. She turned her head just a little into the pillow and tried to get you to keep going by reaching behind her. You jerked your arm away and slapped her ass, secretly admiring the jiggle while she whined until you started your massage again.

“It’s not like that,” Chaewon said, clearly smiling despite hiding her face in the pillow.

“I feel used.”

“Oh boo hoo you have to sleep with a gorgeous girl,” Chaewon laughed, turning around under you so that she was laying on her back. “What ever will you do.”

“I didn’t know this was how you actually felt,” you sighed, exaggerating your disappointment as you cupped her tits in your hands. “Turns out I’m just a tool for you to get what you want.”

“You’re not actually upset, are you?” Chaewon asked, propping herself up on her elbows slightly.

“I can’t even look at you the same way anymore,” you monologued dramatically, sliding your fingers down from her tits and rubbing her abs.

“Sweetie.”

“Even as I touch these abs, I don’t even feel Chaewon anymore, all I can think about is Kazuha.”

“Hey!” Chaewon pouted. “That’s mean.”

You leaned forward and kissed her tummy before sitting back up and smiling at her.

“Sorry, too far?”

She fell onto her back, crossing her arms, lips still pouted.

“I was just kidding,” you pleaded, leaning forward and wrapping your arms around her. “Sweetheart, no mad.”

She didn’t stop pouting until you kissed her on the lips.

“I love your body,” you whispered into her mouth before kissing her again. “It’s perfect.”

“Tomorrow,” Chaewon replied, kissing you back. “She has to - stay late - surprise - her,” she breathed between kisses.

“I better be invited when Kazuha ‘opens up’ to you,” you smirked, laying next to her.

“Alright, the truth is she asked me directly,” Chaewon confessed, turning on her side to face you.

“Asked you what?” you implored. “I know you said she found me cute, but…”

“Yes,” Chaewon answered. “I know she wants to go all the way with you, because she straight up told me.”

“Then why does she keep…” you thought aloud. “Ah, okay I think I get it.”

“See what I mean about her being shy now?” Chaewon added. “I love both of you so much, I really don’t mind if it happens as long as it stays physical.”

What if it doesn’t stay physical you thought silently.

“Also, if things work out well, it’s better for me,” Chaewon continued.

“How so?”

Her lips curled up slyly as she slipped her hand between your legs.

“Zuha and I made a deal.”

“What kind of deal?” you asked as Chaewon slipped her hand into your pants.

“I’ll tell you after you help me fulfill my end.”

“Some encouragement would help,” you suggested as she lowered your pants to your knees and began sliding under the sheets.

“What do you think I’m doing?”

“Sweetheart I’m joking, you don’t have to,” you said as she ignored you, disappearing beneath the sheets. “I know you’re tired.”

Still, she didn’t speak, her mouth instead planted itself on your cock. A symphony of sensations unfolded, amplified by the fact that you couldn’t even see her, only feel. Her warm lips enveloped your cock, gentle, tantalizing suction dancing along your sensitivity.

The wetness of her tongue created a blissful contrast of feelings as it explored every ridge and contour. The skilled caresses of Chaewon’s tongue around your cock felt divine - she knew what you liked. The pressure and rhythm of her lips were perfect, invoking a deeper sense of desire within you.

“Oh Chaewon baby that feels…” you moaned out softly. “Oh fuck…”

Her tongue, the perfect instrument to your pleasure, invoked a myriad of sensations through your body. Her talent as a dancer, the body control, the skill, it all condensed into her tongue as she expertly sent shivers up your spine. Her tongue managed to stay nimble and agile despite her lips plunging up and down your length.

“Baby…”

Waves of pleasure coursed through you, heightening the sensitivity in your cock. The gentle flicks and swirls, the occasional press against your shaft and your tip, she managed to do it all while keeping her head bobbing up and down.

Not being able to see her working her magic turned out to be the greatest travesty - one you could not accept any longer even though it enhanced the feel. You flung the sheets off the bed, revealing Chaewon’s perfect topless body. She looked up at you, never losing pace, her eyes full of pride and confidence, her mouth stretched over your cock.

It was almost embarrassing to admit you were already feeling your orgasm creeping up. All that subtle foreplay was catching up with you, and seeing Chaewon with her lips wrapped around your cock was the impetus for your climax.

“Chae chae, I’m close…” you moaned softly, earning a seductive wink from her, the nonverbal permission.

Your arousal built up, reaching the peak, turning your body into a vessel of sensations. Waves of pleasure surged through you, spreading like an electric current. The muscles in your thighs contracted, tense, stressed by the anticipation of your cock being moments away from coating the inside of Chaewon’s pretty little mouth.

Your heart began to race, breaths rapid, and your mind quickly became overwhelmed with euphoria. The pleasure suddenly culminated, focused directly into Chaewon’s mouth as that first blast of cum launched itself down her throat.

It was as if the universe paused itself for you, converging into that single, exquisite moment. Your body convulsed, pulsating as you filled her mouth with your cum. Pure bliss, ecstasy, filled your mind as the contractions flowed through you like waves.

The pleasure left you breathless, completely unable to do anything but lay there and let Chaewon suck up the final donations leaking out of your cock. It was too much, even with her licks being as delicate as possible, you shivered each time her tongue rubbed against you.

“I fucking love you,” you moaned, shutting your eyes tight, hearing one last giggle before fading to darkness.

—

The next day, after the other four members had already left the offices, you took Chaewon’s advice. You walked through the halls until you found Kazuha by herself in a small lounge, reading something on the wall while pouring herself some water.

“You’re here late,” you said as you walked up, pretending as if it was a coincidence.

Her face lit up as she turned to see you.

“Oh, hey cutie,” she purred, leaning backwards against the small countertop. “Chaewon already went back to the dorms.”

“I’m not here for Chaewon,” you said, wrapping your arms around her waist.

“So who are you here for,” she smirked, leaning closer to you.

“Uh, have you seen Sakura around?” you asked, pretending to look around.

Kazuha was visibly irked at your joke, unable to hide her annoyance.

“She’s also at the dorm,” Kazuha replied, her irritation simmering just beneath the surface.

You smirked, loving the not-so-subtle jealousy she was displaying. It felt nice flipping the tables on her from time to time, becoming the one who does the teasing for a change.

“Cool, but I’m not looking for her either,” you moved even closer. “I can’t move much closer,” you whispered, lips practically touching hers at this point.

“Say you want me,” Kazuha moaned quietly, gripping the counter until her knuckles turned white.

“I. Want. You.”

She lunged forward before the last syllable even finished leaving your mouth. You almost fell over with how much passion was behind the kiss, grabbing onto her fit body for support.

“Holy shit Kazuha,” you gasped as she held herself in front of you with the prettiest smile you could imagine. “How about we go somewhere more private before you get in trouble?”

“Yeah,” she turned around, picking her jacket up off the counter. “You can’t just be kissing me at work like that, you should know better.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, you,” she said, looking back over her shoulder. “It’s like you don’t care about the rules at all.”

“I’m pretty sure-” you froze mid sentence, jaw dropping to the floor as Kazuha pulled her pants down, flashing her ass at you. “Kazuha!”

“Come on, you can drive me,” she giggled, quickly pulling her pants back up and grabbing your hand.

This girl was something else, you thought to yourself.

—

“The dorm will be so packed right now.”

“My place is empty,” you suggested. “If you’re comfortable with that.”

“You’re taking me back to your place? Isn’t that inappropriate?” Kazuha asked in her classic playfully teasing tone.

“It’s only inappropriate if you make it inappropriate.”

“I can do that,” she purred, leaning over the gear shift, looking up at you while hovering over your lap.

“That’s not exactly what I meant,” you laughed, trying to focus on the road.

“Come on,” she whined. “You still haven’t shown me that cock that Chaewon keeps talking about.”

Kazuha sat up straight, smile on her face, as a car blaring its horn flew past you.

“You’re going to get us into an accident,” you sighed, locking both hands onto the steering wheel.

“Oh I’m sorry,” she cooed. “Maybe you need to punish me.”

Focusing was impossible, Kazuha was in too much of a mood this afternoon. You tried to ignore it, but the involuntary glances you shot at her just made it so much more difficult to focus. She had her arms up over her head, tying her hair back in a ponytail, the hair tie in her mouth as she fumbled around. Her sleeveless top flaunting her bare arms without any care, her toned muscles flexing as her fingers worked around, and the smallest little bit of cleavage peeking over the low-cut neck.

“Why do you keep looking at me?” Kazuha asked nonchalantly as she took the tie out of her mouth. “Do you like what you see?”

“Yeah, love it,” you stuttered, not realizing how obvious you were being.

Kazuha reached over and slowly pulled one of your hands off the steering wheel, dragging it over to her chest. You tried to keep your eyes focused on the road, ignoring her games despite how difficult it was. As you pulled up to a red light, Kazuha moved your hand lower, placing it between her legs.

“Can you feel how wet I am?” she moaned softly.

There was a smirk plastered across her lips, one you could only see in your periphery as you started driving again. She began rubbing your hand around, using you like a toy to get herself off. Then she moved your hand towards her waistband, threatening to slide it into her pants.

“Stop stop stop, we’re here,” you yanked your hand away as you pulled up into your parking garage. “You know these windows aren’t tinted, right?”

“Yeah, and the office is full of cameras, what’s your point?”

“Holy shit you’re right,” you gasped as you put the car in park. “What got into you today?”

“Hopefully you, soon,” she answered provocatively.

“I don’t know, Chaewon was extra touchy today, and then you came and started kissing me,” she said casually while getting out of the car. “Also, relax, there weren’t any cameras there.”

She basically skipped to the elevators as you followed closely behind. At times Kazuha would remind you a lot of how Chaewon would act around you; She was just so happy and excited.

“I want to do it,” Kazuha stated as the two of you entered the elevator.

“Aren’t you a bit old to ask to push the button,” you smirked as you pressed the button to your floor.

“Not that,” she whined cutely. “Take off your pants.”

You couldn’t even respond to her audacity because the door opened right after and two other people entered the elevator. For the next few floors, Kazuha wouldn’t stop giggling, right up until they both left.

“Oh my God Kazuha,” you laughed as the elevator reached your floor.

“Which one’s yours?” she asked joyfully, running ahead of you.

“Left side, third door.”

She ran up to it and turned around, watching you walk towards her. She raised one leg up towards the roof, pressing it against the wall, showing off her flexibility as she was basically performing a standing splits.

“What are you doing?” you laughed as you inserted your key.

“Stretching,” Kazuha answered, rushing into your apartment as soon as you opened the door. She ran in, kicked her shoes off, and jumped onto your couch. “Wow, why doesn’t Chaewon just move into here, it’s so nice!”

“I’ve offered, but she likes living with you guys,” you replied as you took off your jacket and shoes. “Sorry for the mess, I haven’t really been sleeping here that much lately.”

“What mess?” Kazuha responded carelessly as she ripped her shirt off, tossing it to the floor.

“Zuha, what are you doing?”

“Huh? Nothing,” she said, faking innocence as she pulled off her sweatpants. “It’s just kinda warm in here, you don’t mind, right?”

“Right,” you said carefully, trying not to stare too much as she stripped all the way down to her underwear.

“Hey, do you mind helping me?”

“How so?” you inquired, taking a seat next to her on the couch.

“I’m cold, can you warm me up?” she asked.

“What the-”

“Please!” she whined, with that cute pout as she stretched her arms out wide.

With a shake of your head, you succumbed to her games and lay down on the couch with her, unable to contain your smile as she happily held onto you. She nestled her cheek against yours, the floral tones of her shampoo filling your senses.

The impromptu hug turned into an exploration of Kazuha’s body as she started rubbing herself all over you, making you feel around. She guided your hands around her back while she wrapped her legs around your hips, sensually grinding on you.

She began yanking at your shirt until she got what she wanted, leaving you topless on top of her. Now it was her turn to explore, her hands having fun sliding around your bare torso, wrapping around and feeling your back. She slipped them lower, starting to unbuckle your pants.

“Hold on,” you stopped her. “Are you sure?”

“I want to see you,” she whispered.

Her expression was soft, for a second it felt like she was your girlfriend. You stood up from the couch and pulled over a chair, sitting in front of her after removing your pants.

“You sure you wanna keep going?” you asked as she also sat up on the couch, facing you, both of you only wearing your underwear now.

Kazuha reached behind her back, unstrapped her bra, and let it fall into her lap before nodding at you. As she spread her legs slightly, you could see a very noticeable wet patch on her crotch, staining her gray underwear. You stuck your hips out forward slightly, leaning back in the chair, and gestured downwards.

She slid off the couch onto her knees, crawled the two steps forward and reached up with both hands. You lifted your hips, making it easier for her, and she slowly lowered your underwear. Her face was full of anticipation, finally getting her wish. Your cock sprung to life, already mostly erect, in front of the topless girl.

“I…” Kazuha choked, gazed locked on your cock.

You grabbed her by her arms and pulled her up, forcing her to look at you before you kissed her softly on the lips.

“Say you want me,” you whispered to her.

There was a brief moment of hesitation, contemplation maybe, but you were in no rush. If she was ready, then you were ready, the choice was hers.

“I want you,” she whispered back.

Her words rang through your ears over and over as you slid your hands down her body and pulled her panties down to her ankles. She stood there, her shining pussy right in front of your face, until you leaned forward in the chair and pressed your lips to it.

The wetness immediately coated your lips, satisfying the taste buds in your mouth. With how wet she was, it was clear she was ready, you were simply getting your own fix as you licked her freely. Her hands ran through your hair, quiet whimpers escaping her lips while you worked her pussy with your mouth.

Once you were satisfied and thought she was ready, you leaned back and took hold of her hands. You looked into her eyes, her flushed face a warm red as you pulled her closer until she was standing right above you, her legs straddling you. You softly tugged at her hands, encouraging her to lower herself until her wet pussy made contact with your cock.

Then you stopped. You focused on her, made sure she was actually ready, made sure she wanted this. After giving her hand a squeeze, one which she reciprocated, you simply held yourself there, waiting for her to make the next move.

Kazuha bit her lower lip, and after a few moments of just holding herself there, she lowered her body. A sharp gasp left her mouth as your tip began stretching her pussy. It took a second to adjust, but there was absolutely no rush. When she was ready to continue, she lowered herself some more, gritting her teeth as your cock filled her pussy up.

For you, the warmth of her pussy created the most exquisite pressure around your cock. A soft, pliable mold, shaped just for you as Kazuha’s intimate embrace filled your mind with sensation. A gentle gripping feeling as her pussy flipped between contracting and relaxing, even without thrusting into her, it felt phenomenal.

She lowered herself some more, taking even more of your cock, building up the excitement of her first time, her face full of vulnerability. You let her move at her own pace, you wanted this to be as comfortable as possible for her.

Every time she moved lower, a cascade of pleasure ran through your body, the intimacy and desire coursing through your veins.

“It’s tight,” she moaned, voice full of strain.

“Breath,” you whispered back, keeping the pressure up on her limp fingers. “Take your time.”

Kazuha closed her eyes and started breathing through her mouth, her breath hitting your face. The way her breath hit your skin could put a masseuse to shame, and she didn't even know it. She had no idea how much she turned you on - or maybe she did.

“You’re doing great,” you encouraged her.

Her face was still scrunched up, adjusting to the new sensation, but a hint of pride snuck through. Slowly, she made that last little push, sitting on your thighs, taking your entire cock. Her lifeless fingers regained strength, and she began squeezing your hands painfully hard.

That wasn’t an issue for you, the tightness of her grip was still nothing compared to the tightness of her pussy around your cock. The warmth, the wetness, she was perfect. After a few seconds, she began to slowly move up and down, getting truly accustomed to your size.

“Ah,” she moaned softly as she bounced slowly. “Yes…”

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” you moaned back, your words encouraging her to move faster.

She rode your cock for a bit longer, eventually picking up the pace quite a bit. Her pussy was stretching out, getting extremely comfortable on your cock. She even began to build up a slight sweat, her shining little tits bouncing up and down in front of your face.

The two of you felt like you had a connection. Some sort of bond, as if you were both born specifically to fuck each other one day. All that sexual tension released, flooding out of your bodies as you finally got to fuck Kazuha’s tight pussy - something you’ve thought about for a long time.

Her hands released yours, and she placed them on your shoulders for support as she fucked herself on you. It felt so good, her body felt as amazing as it looked. Her breathing began to elevate, and her hips started moving in different directions.

Maybe it was her experience as a dancer, but a girl as pretty as Kazuha had no right knowing how to move like this during her first time. Why did it feel like she just had everything? A true natural talent. It made no sense, was this girl just perfect in every sense? All her teasing, all her flirting, everything that led up to this one moment suddenly flooded through your body.

“Please, fuck me,” she cried out, voice cracking, pitch higher than either of you expected.

Who were you to deny such a request? You grabbed onto her hips, her own hands pressing slightly harder into your shoulders as she stopped moving up and down, bracing for what was to come. With her body in your grip, you started to thrust your hips upwards.

You started to really fuck Kazuha.

Apparently that did it for her as the slapping noises filled your living room, she began to shout profanities of pleasure, even switching to Japanese halfway through her slurry of moans. It didn’t matter that you had no idea what the words meant, you knew exactly what she was saying. Your cock couldn’t handle it much longer, this was the first time you’ve fucked someone to the point of reverting them to their native tongue, and it felt better than you could have ever anticipated.

The girl who didn’t sweat was glistening. You couldn’t control your hands as they explored every inch of Kazuha’s skin that they could reach: Her back, her ass, her hips, anything you could touch, you touched. Without ever letting up, your hips kept pumping away, her moans very clearly screaming how much she loved your cock inside her as you pulled her into your body.

“You’re so fucking hot,” you groaned into her neck, licking up a few beads of sweat. Your tongue roamed all over her soft and tender body. “I’m going to fucking cum,” you whispered into her sternum before moving your mouth lower. “You’re going to make me cum.”

For just a second, you paused your thrusting to give yourself the chance to keep going - you didn’t want this to end yet. Kazuha’s body, however, didn’t get any break. With your cock still balls deep in her pussy as it trembled, you forcefully cupped one of her tits in your hand before shoving it into your mouth.

“Ah!” she moaned as your lips made contact with her nipple. “Keep going.”

Your body complied - your hips began to thrust again. This time you started up slowly, feeling sharp waves fly through your body each time your cock pumped into her. Each thrust felt like it could be the last, the one that pushes you over the edge, yet by some miracle you were holding on.

Why you couldn’t keep going slowly, you had no idea, but your hips had a mind of their own. Kazuha’s pussy refused to be gently taken - realistically it was your cock that was being uncooperative. It didn’t matter. What did matter was Kazuha’s pleasure becoming your pleasure. Her moans, her cries, they fueled you.

“Don’t stop,” she moaned out quietly as if it was a great struggle to speak. One of her hands found the back of your head, enticing you to keep your mouth pressed to her chest. “Don’t stop.”

There was no desire to stop, none at all. Literally none. You wanted to fuck Kazuha’s pussy all night if you could, if she would let you, if your body would let you, but you knew your time was coming soon. An impossible dilemma that you simply could not solve. You released her nipple and ran your tongue across her chest, trying to distract yourself, but that salty tang of her skin just brought you that much closer.

Your best efforts were nowhere near enough. Kazuha’s body, that perfectly sculpted body of a goddess, took over. It was too intense, the sharp fire coursing through the nerves in your cock, half of your body shaking as you fucked her with the last little bit of whatever you had left in you.

“Oh fuck!” Kazuha screamed directly into your ear.

Her loudest of the evening, and it was just as soon as your cock began unloading. Could she feel it? You certainly could feel every drop of warmth fly up into her body. Filling her pussy, fighting against gravity until it failed and spilled out of her tight little pussy. The warmth began spilling onto your thighs, the wet combination of Kazuha and your cum was the last thing you felt before your mind blanked out entirely.

It was a mess (mess mess mess), yet you refused to let go of her. You needed her body, you were holding onto her for dear life, and she was holding back just as hard. Warm and covered in sweat, her body was still trembling, you could feel waves flowing through her. She must have finished at the same time as you, a rare coincidence that you failed to even notice in the moment.

The only sounds in the entire room were Kazuha’s deep breaths and the kisses you were planting all over her tits. You were just filled with affection for this girl, all of a sudden she became that much more special to you. All the wait, all the delays, none of that mattered anymore. Your relationship with Kazuha would never be the same after this night, and you didn’t care.

“That was…” Kazuha sighed, her grip on your body relaxing but not letting go.

“Yeah,” you quickly replied before continuing the barrage of kisses on her chest.

“Don’t,” she protested, her voice cuter than normal. “I’m all sweaty.”

You kissed her one last time before looking up at her. Her face was completely flushed, slightly dewy from sweat, her lips pursed, her beautifully healthy hair sticking to her forehead. You ignored her embarrassment, she had nothing to be shy about, and started moving towards her mouth. Right before your lips connected, she licked her lips.

This one was special. The more you kissed her, the more she kissed you, it was completely balanced. Aggressive, maybe, but still incredibly tender. Your hands slid up and down her hips, fingers rubbing against the greatest abs in the industry, while her hands remained fixed on your face as she held you.

Time didn’t exist anymore, the two of you kissed for far too long, but neither of you wanted to stop. Eventually your hands made their way down to her ass, gently massaging it, squeezing the firm yet soft cheeks. How was her body so perfect? It was all you could think about.

Whenever you tried to pull back to stop the kiss, she pushed forward harder, refusing to let you go. It was easier to just let it happen, kiss her forever, as long as she wanted. Just when it felt like the kiss would actually last forever, the two of you slowly separated.

With your help, she carefully stood up off your lap. As she pulled herself off your cock, clearly still extremely sensitive, a rush of cum spilled out, adding to the mess on your thighs. She stood in front of you, letting it drip out of her, using your shoulders for support to keep herself upright.

With one hand, using the utmost care, you slowly began rubbing her between her legs. The sharp inhale through her teeth, the hard - subconscious - squeeze of your shoulder, she couldn’t hide how sensitive her body was.

“Are you alright?” you whispered as you lightly brushed your fingers against her most sensitive area.

“It’s…” she moaned, looking at you with her brows furrowed.

You reached forward and picked her up from her thighs, being as gentle as possible as you carried her over to your bed and placed her down. She looked so unbelievably adorable, laying there completely nude, her hair splayed across the bed.

“Can I stay?” she asked hesitantly.

“Of course you can, I’ll drop you off in the morning.”

A single nod, as if she was still embarrassed, is all she answered with. You couldn’t leave her now, not after that, so you lay down next to her on the bed, not caring about the sheets being soiled by the aftermath of your session.

Kazuha turned to her side, her arm going straight up towards the head of the bed with the side of her face resting against her bicep, and stared lovingly into your eyes.“Thanks for tonight,” she whispered, a light smile blessing her face.

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A/N:

Finally, it's here, I'm sorry for dangling this in front of your faces for so long. I really really really hope it lived up to the expectations, I didn't mean to hype it up so much!

Just a quick life update, I'm going to be incredibly busy going forward. No, I'm not quitting, I'll still write in my free time. I just wanted to let you guys know there might be some longer breaks between my uploads. This also means there might be more typos/small mistakes, I'll try to catch them all, but please be understanding!

Regarding the story, please do let me know if you guys are still enjoying it! I'll be honest, I quite enjoyed this chapter myself, it was a fun write. I don't know if I quite did it justice, but there's plenty of time for improvement; This is only Chapter 7!

#kpop smut #smut #fanfiction #kpop fanfic #male reader #le sserafim smut #le sserafim #chaewon #chaewon smut #kazuha #kazuha smut

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five times – idol!sakura miyawaki x idol!reader

⋆ four times the idol wanted to give you her number + the one time she did.

pairing: sakura miyawaki x gidle!reader

info: idol! x idol! au, reader is a 00’ liner, and has been down bad for sakura for years despite being known as a playgirl amongst the industry, sakura is also down bad but can’t seem to take the hint or make a move, pining, fluff, gay panic.

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i. the people are talking (let them talk)

“y/n-nnie! tell neverland what you’re most excited about attending the golden disk awards!” ushered minnie as she waved you over to where staff where recording a behind the scenes for your channel’s I-talk.

“aside from our $$$ perfomance and award nomination… i’m very excited to see if I can meet iz*one, i’m a big fan!” you excitedly replied as you sat down on the couch next to minnie.

“oh, is that so?” the older girl smirked as she watched you get flustered at her answer.

before you could reply, a booming voice came from the other side of the room, “yah! y/n-nnie is only excited because she has a huge crush on saku-“ yuqi started, but was cut off by soojin, who ushered her to stop teasing you.

“yah! stop teasing, unnie!” came your reply as your face flushed red, almost having your private business aired to the public.

the teasing continued in the background between you and yuqi while minnie, shuhua and soojin tried to distract the camera by answering more questions and making conversation.

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flashes and shouts from the paparazzi filled the air as iz*one made their way towards the red carpet of the 33rd golden disk awards, excitement buzzing through the members as they posed for the cameras, directed by the mc.

after expressing their feelings on the rookie award nomination, and striking some more poses, the group made their way down the carpet and into the venue, as fans and more paparazzi shouted questions at them.

as sakura made her way behind hyewon, someone had asked her what she thought about g-idle’s performance the day before, to which she curtly replied that she loved it, mentioning your short rap as her favorite part of the performance.

finally, inside the venue, sakura sat down in her assigned seat, when chaeyeon asked if she knew you.

“eh?” came the reply from the japanese idol.

“i’m just saying, someone told me y/n unnie is fond of you. if you want to meet her, just let me know,” shrugged the blonde.

“are you guys talking about y/n?” came a hushed whisper from nako. “i heard she’s already in a dating rumor with a trainee from jyp, you should be careful with a girl like that unnie.”

“i don’t even know her, she’s just interesting, that’s all” sakura replied, playing with the gem of her dress.

“well, she seems sweet. so, if you ever want to meet her, just let me know,” replied chaeyeon as the conversation switched topics.

“maybe I will,” mumbled sakura, switching her attention to the start of the award show, trying to pay no mind to the hushed whispers around her.

ii. the puppy interview

after months of hard work and preparing for a comeback, calvin klein had contacted you to become a brand ambassador, with the opportunity to work alongside other idols and well-known photographers in the industry.

you had ambassador offers from gucci, fendi, and savage x fenti, to name a few. known for your visuals, rapping and producer skills (often called a mini soyeon because of this), you wanted something else to add to your list of things you brought to the table. when working with a label like cube, you had to be prepared to keep the lights on in the building, alongside your members, of course.

and that’s how you ended up doing some solo promotions in the states, as well as promoting your first english single and collaboration with calvin klein.

you sat in a blank set, sitting on the floor with a pastel pink backdrop in the back, trying to make sure every puppy in front of you was equally petted and cared for.

“ah! this is a good question, and believe it or not, I don’t think we get this one very often,” you said in an amused tone as you read it out loud to the cameras in front of you.

“who’s your celebrity crush?” smirking, you picked up one of the puppies and set it in your lap, while grabbing another to do the same.

“hm, I would have to say sakura from le sserafim. she recently changed her hair and I think it makes her look very beautiful. really brings out her eyes,” you mused, hands already busy with searching for another question from the bowl, excited to see how your members and fans would react to the answer.

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the le sserafim members were all sat around a table, cameras pointed at them as they read some comments on live while eating several snacks.

“oh! kkura unnie!” exclaimed eunchae with a grin as she passed snacks to kazuha who accepted them with open arms.

“hm?” came the short reply from the oldest member.

“someone is asking how you reacted at y/n sunbaenim revealing that you were her celebrity crush!”

suddenly, four pair of eyes were on the oldest member, since everyone knew about sakura’s evident crush on you.

“eh?! oh… i was very flattered,” the oldest replied while seemingly trying to keep herself busy with some chips, as her face flushed from the sudden attention on her.

“you should exchange numb-“ yunjin’s loud reply from the other side of the table came, chaewon quickly cutting her off with reading another comment from the section, not really wanting any of her members in a dating scandal so early into their career as a group.

sakura spared a thankful glance at the leader, thinking that maybe, yunjin was right, and that she should remind herself to ask chaewon to give miyeon her number so she could pass it on to you.

iii. run in at hybe

“they really had to leave me in the back of this building, damn” you grumbled as you made your way through the back corridors of the hybe building, in search of the studio where new jeans would be at, so you could help them record some songs for their upcoming album.

after walking around the same spot for a few minutes, you impatiently grabbed your phone from your pocket and started searching for the other producer’s number so you could ask for directions, seeing as your incredible sense of direction was getting you nowhere.

what you didn’t account for though, was literally bumping into what you thought was a wall while you made your way inside the building with your nose stuck in your phone.

“i’m so sorry for bumping into you like that!” exclaimed a voice, hand outstretched to help you up from the floor.

“oh! that’s …” you trailed off, staring up at big doe eyes while you got up from the floor.

regaining your composure and with both feet planted on the floor, you gave an amused grin to the woman in front you.

“it’s a pleasure to finally see you in person, sakura,” you greeted, bowing your head at the older idol.

flustered and with the tip of her ears turning red, the black-haired woman let out a weak chuckle before greeting you back, asking if you needed any directions or any help from her.

when you explained your visit’s purpose, sakura wasted no time in directing you to where new jeans would be at, making small talk on the way to the recording room.

the older woman dropped you off a few doors down from your destination, since her practice room was on the way, and she needed to get back to her training schedule.

watching as your figure entered the studio, she slowly started to enter her designated practice room, pausing when you winked at her before closing the door to the studio and making your way fully inside.

arriving back to practice all red and flustered, sakura slid inside the practice room and leaned against the nearest wall, sighing with her right hand on her chest, near her heart, trying to control her erratic heartbeat as she processed what had just happened, and how she didn’t get your number- again.

iv. jennifer huh strikes again

“okay, hanni , could you sing that line again? I want it to sound more light, airy even.” you instructed the new jeans member from the other side of the recording booth, after volunteering to help produce one of your written songs and another track for the group’s debut album.

you received a thumbs up, which was a signal that the younger idol was ready to give it another go.

“meet me back in five if i matter… to you,” sang the idol, meeting your eyes after that last take.

“perfect! it’s exactly how i pictured it sounding in my head!” came your reply in the recording booth, as you all headed outside the booth for a much-needed break after a day of introductions and recordings. you made it clear to the team behind the album that you wanted the members involved in the process of creating their album, even offering them a chance to write and edit some of your drafts.

“i’ll get some coffee and i’ll be back in 15 to wrap up for today,” you said as you passed the younger idols, with everyone’s coffee orders in hand.

once you opened the door to leave, you were met with jet black hair and a tall female figure at the door.

“hello! y/n sunbaenim! my name is huh yunjin from le sserafim, and after hearing you were here today, I wanted to introduce myself and give you my number to see if you would be interested in helping me produce and record one of my songs,” said the idol with a deep bow.

“oh! hello yunjin. it’s something i might be interested in. since i’m in a rush today, let me give you my number and just text me the demos you have so far and I’ll listen when I can and get back to you, does that sound good?”

the younger girl rapidly nodded her head while shaky hands wrote down your contact information.

with a wave and a small smile, you made your way to the nearest cafe.

yunjin quickly texted the group chat, in disbelief that she actually succeeded her goal.

still a bit nervous from the interaction, yunjin giggled as sakura’s reply lit up her screen.

from: hot girl yunjin

to fearless idols

i’ve done in five minutes what sakura couldn’t do in three years.

from: gaymer kkura

to: fearless idols

i hope the label doesn’t mind having four members.

from: cutest maknae

to: fearless idols

no unnie don’t leave us! T.T

from: gaymer kkura

to: fearless idols

who said i was the one leaving?

v. eunchae’s star diary

after wrapping up the interview with shuhua, eunchae looked around to see if the staff were focused on the two maknaes, but since everyone was busy giving thank yous and

wrapping up, the black-haired girl moved towards her guest with a piece of paper in between her index finger and thumb.

“shuhua unnie! thank you so much for being on the show, I have something to give you before you leave!” the youngest of the two exclaimed as she walked the raven-haired girl outside the filming room.

“ah, eunchae-ssi, thank you for the invitation. that reminds me, I have something for you as well!” the oldest smiled, pulling a piece of crumbled paper out of her hoodie pocket.

eunchae’s eyes widened in anticipation, as she reminded herself of the task at hand, which was to get her oldest unnie a girlfriend (hopefully).

“this is from y/n-nnie, for sakura sunbae,” shuhua whispered as she handed the paper slip to eunchae.

“oh! this is from sakura unnie to y/n sunbaenim as well!” eunchae grinned as both maknaes exchanged paper slips.

“huh, who would’ve thought they had the guts to contact each other,” shuhua giggled as she looked at eunchae with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“mhm, who wouldve thought. good for them though, right?” asked eunchae as she smirked at the oldest of the two.

“mhm. good for them…” shuhua trailed off, being waved over by her manager, signaling that it was time to leave.

“well! thank you again eunchae! you have my number if you need anything! i’m positive we succeeded this time! fighting!” trailed off shuhua as she made her way to the exit along the long corridor.

the youngest giggled at her antics and waved her off, delighted that her plan would surely succeed.

+1 bonus:

from: unknown

hey, it’s sakura. eunchae said shuhua gave me your number?

to: sakura the loml

we meet again, sakura-ssi. funny thing, shuhua said eunchae gave her your number to pass along to me. it’s interesting how things work out, huh?

#le sserafim x reader #sakura miyawaki #sakura miyawaki x reader #le sserafim #girl group imagines #kpop gg #miyawaki sakura x reader #kpop x reader

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