a/n: continuation from that one reblog of mine because these thoughts have corroded my brain unfortunately
warnings: slight nsfw themes, talks about bodily image
this is a work of fiction and do NOT imply to them irl
fuma
now this man, he is very quiet about his personal preferences but loves some good thick thighs that he could grab and kneed as much as he wants. loves the way how it spills out from his hands when he’s holding them. would enjoy the feeling of being wrapped around by your thighs no matter where; his waist, shoulders or face. i have the nagging feeling that he would appreciate your tummy so much !! he finds it so hot that you’re so much different from him. where he is all sharp edges and muscles, you body is soft and pliant, almost like a dessert he would enjoy and savour. makes it his mission to kiss all over your body almost worshippingly so, over your stretch marks that spiral beautifully, lapping and nibbling at your skin while his tongue keeps denting into your plush parts. making out with him is fun too since he likes inserting his hands into your back pockets to palm at your ass and squeeze to his heart’s content
euijoo
i feel that euijoo would love to hug his gf like ALL the time. you’re on the couch scrolling on your phone? it’s cuddle time actually. you’ve just arrived home from work, sweat decorating the rest of your body? he is pulling you into his arms and nuzzling into your neck. would just grab any part of your body that is closest to him and starts kneading like he’s baking while humming underneath his breath lmao. finds any or no reason at all to hold onto your hips, thumbs gently circling against your plush skin almost absentmindedly. on that same note, loves loves LOVES leaving marks on your hips and inner thighs. would also push up one of your legs onto his shoulders so he can show you how much your body turns him on by teething and biting your thighs and calves, that freak. softly pinches and caresses your lower tummy in awe at how soft and pretty you are
taki
taki mmm taki. im taking back my statement of him being an ass guy he is so obviously a boob FIEND. wants, no needs to have skin to skin contact which just means you with your shirt off and his face in between your boobs. will sometimes lick a stripe up from your underboobs, to your cleavage and finally up to your collarbones where he would gnaw and suck on the skin there. loves inhaling your scent directly on the same spot especially after you’ve been sweating. interchanges from holding your waist and hips, groaning when your skin spills out from his hands. your tummy is another favourite of his. lies down on it during movie nights or when you’re lounging on the bed. likes to blow raspberries on it just to make you squirm and giggle. places his hand on the lower part of your tummy, his fingers teasingly further than needed be and pushes down to hear you whine. wears your thighs like earmuffs when he’s going down on you
maki
one word; obsessed. we’ve all seen that one idol human theatre ep where he motioned a curvy girl right? an ass person through and through. warning, will grab your ass no matter the time or where you are. his hands are just magnetised to your ass like it belongs there. loves to carry you around even when you complain that you’re too heavy but that obviously doesn’t stop him. in fact, it just motivates him to get even more stronger so he can carry his girl everywhere and all the time. always feeling up your body from your hips to your waist before cupping your boobs whenever you sit on his lap. like taki, he likes pushing down on your tummy to make you squirm and feel himself despite your obvious plushness. actually, he finds that hot too. grips your thighs and peppers them with nibbling kisses and long stripes of his tongue on your skin. holds onto any part of your body so tightly just so he can see the bruises form alongside your stretch marks. would also trace your stretch marks with his tongue
Jake is withering with need underneath you. His bruising grip on your hips is sure to be there by tomorrow morning as he continues rutting his hips upwards with no apparent signs of stopping anytime soon.
Your left nipple is being sucked and nibbled on with his mouth before he switches the attention back to the right, smearing his tongue messily against your skin. “Love this shit so much baby.” He grunts between chaotic thrusts. You feel yourself getting closer again, head lolling forward onto his shoulder. “M’so fucking close!” you weakly muttered, this seems to encourage your already pussy drunk boyfriend. His efforts almost doubled.
You bite into his shoulder and squeeze your eyes shut, coming with a full body tremble. Jake kisses up and down your neck and temple. His hips rocking back and forth gently to work you through— but he pauses and as you let yourself think he’s finished as well your back meets the mattress. “Take it like a good girl, yeah?” Jake whispers against the shell of your ear before starting to drill his hips back into your sensitive cunt.
warnings: major character death, angst, slight cheating (reader does not have actual feelings towards fiance), brief description of a car accident, yudai is unfair, brief description of sex, reader’s actions should not be followed unless you are mentally well enough to accept consequences
desc: yudai confronts you at the eve of your engagement party as you spiral through your past memories with a certain someone
a/n: i mostly wrote this to cope with my own recent grief but this story is loosely inspired by the katy perry song and a scene from satisfied by hamilton lmao
the sound of chatter and the clinking of silverware was evident in the otherwise quiet of the night yet it fell deaf on your ears, the moment behind the closed balcony doors worlds apart from yours. it felt serene like this; just you staring up into the sky, the moon and stars as your witness as you felt your heart thump in slow, steady beats.
thump. one.
thump. two.
thump. three.
after what seemed like hours but were just mere minutes, you had lost count around the hundredth count. the gleam of the stars is especially bright tonight. tears prickled in your eyes but you held them in, not wanting anyone to see anything but happiness plastered on your face on this special night. and yet, the urge to sob and cry and pour your heart out to the world, the sky, the moon heck even god is overwhelming.
you were so deep in your feelings that you didn’t notice the click of the door opening and shutting, the noise from inside spilling out before briefly being enveloped by silence again. a tall man fitted in a dark gray suit stood behind you, announcing his presence by a slight clear of his throat. you glanced behind you at the interruption before returning your gaze back to the front, the dark garden splayed beneath you gaining your attention instead; the shadows formed by the light of the moon swaying along with rustling of the hedges.
the man chuckled at your actions, his long legs striding over until he was shoulder to shoulder with you; his back resting against the railings while his elbow grazes your exposed arm. the cold wind nip at both of your cheeks, your hairs swirling in the air like mist before falling back onto your faces then repeating the process all over again.
it was quiet once more before the intruder spoke up. “you know, if the star of the night disappeared, i wonder what everyone would say about that,” he peeked an eye open in your direction, your evening gown swaying softly with the wind as the party became background noise in this little bubble that yudai had calculatingly formed between both of you. you weren’t a fool, of course you had noticed him trying to find a moment where it was only you two and seized the chance as quickly as it had presented itself. or maybe you had granted him that chance, who knows exactly.
your grip on your forearms tighten as you scoff at his words, finding it entirely absurd. “my fiance is perfectly entertaining and distracting the guests. and they’re all aware i’m pretty quiet by nature anyways so they won’t be bothered to find me,” you reasoned while stealing a glance at the man beside you. his face was handsome, with a sharp nose that perfectly contrasted his otherwise soft and round eyes that were shining with something questionable behind them. despite such differences in appearances, you could clearly see where the similarities fall through; the way they scrunched their eyes when they laughed, their cheeks poking outwards in a cute way when they smiled and the stupid twinkle in their eyes when they were up to no good.
a twinge of hurt and guilt flooded through your veins, clogging your arteries with unresolved feelings. yudai let out a snort of laughter and fully faced his body towards you, leaning his entire weight onto the railing beside him. “does said fiance know that you’re just using him too or is it something everyone knows as well,” he questions back. you could feel your blood boiling with anger; not because he was wrong- no- but because he was right.
you turned your head to the other side so that he couldn’t see your expression. “he doesn’t need to know that,” you murmured, although even you were unsure at this point. your lovely fiance, who had just proposed to you the past weekend and had thrown this big party to celebrate the occasion. your sweet and caring fiance who doesn’t know about your past, about your grievances or even about him. only the man standing next to you knew all of this, knew about him.
yudai places a hand on top of yours, his gaze hard and serious though a small smile grazed his lips. you retracted your nails back from your forearms, lingering crescent marks left on the skin from how hard you were gripping them moments before. his thumb gently rubbing small circles onto your hand, a constant reassurance that he was still there despite everything. “he deserves a right to know y/n, you can’t keep this from him forever you know.”
tears start to form again in your eyes and stubbornly, you still refuse to let them fall even now. even after being confronted face to face with his older brother and even lying to the partner you were planning to spend your life with. because the truth was; you couldn’t stop thinking of him, stop yearning for him, stop waiting on someone who would never come back to you.
a wrecked sound reverberated through the night, you belatedly realising it came from your own throat. the sting in your eyes was painful now as a flood of tears rushed down your cheeks with impressive speed. your knees start to buckle as you drop down onto the balcony floor, the pain in your chest increasing tenfold, making it harder for you to breathe.
you hated the present. hated fate, hated the universe for taking your love from you. for taking your taki away from you.
…
the ticklish feeling of being kissed awake was how you always started your mornings. soft kisses all over your face, and lingering ones near the corner of your mouth but never where you exactly want them. you could feel yourself squirm in annoyance as a small whine escapes you, making the perpetrator giggle at your actions. slowly, you blink yourself awake and find yourself looking into big brown eyes, a grin plastered sweetly on your boyfriend’s lips.
“gmorning my love,” taki whispered into your ears, his slight husky voice sending chills down your spine. he reappeared back into your peripheral view, his eyes filled with warmth and that feeling you know all too well- love- making that familiar sensation stir deep in your stomach. despite being together for almost 5 years, taki never stopped giving you butterflies from every little thing he did for you.
your mornings were slow but bathed in a comforting glow that both of you knew the rhythm of as you waltz through your routines. washing up while taki cooked breakfast then switching it up as you did the dishes and he showered. eating breakfast meant a bet on who could steal kisses from the others the most. taki always won and you always let him, if he would forever allow you to see his beautiful victory smile all the time.
people kept saying that after years of living together, the rose tinted glasses would eventually fall off and the relationship would feel strained. however, it was the opposite for the both of you, becoming even more loving and caring towards each other. you were skeptical as taki was your first ever boyfriend, being very put off with the act of intimacy and secluding your feelings. but taki was ever patient and understanding with all your struggles, letting you set the pace with his utmost respect and support. thus, your feelings blossomed softly and you could finally meet taki in the middle with the same amount of love and care that he poured into your relationship. later on the years, he would admit that you were his first ever girlfriend too and you would just tackle him with kisses and breathless laughters as revenge for thinking he had more experience.
life with taki was never dull since both of your jobs were pretty demanding, which means intense commentary in your dms about mean bosses and irritating customers.
taki waki ૮ › 𖥦 ‹ ྀིა
babeeee
can you believee itt
lovie y/n 𑣲⋆
what what
who do i need to fight this time
taki waki ૮ › 𖥦 ‹ ྀིა
idk how to tell you but ur literally three apples tall
i think they’ll win by a landslide
no offense babe
lovie y/n 𑣲⋆
you're sleeping outside tonight riki.
taki waki ૮ › 𖥦 ‹ ྀིა
NOT THE GOVERNMENT NAME
IM SORRYYYY HONEYY ｡°(°¯᷄◠¯᷅°)°｡
i wanted to compare you to hello kitty…..
he did sleep outside for like 20 minutes until you decided you missed his warmth, and so he was granted entry back into the bedroom, not before bombarding you with kisses as an apology.
whenever you went on dates, they were either fun and exciting or laidback and calm which is a first for taki. sometimes you would drag him to amusement parks and ride outrageous rides with him; ignoring his queasiness in exchange for the bright smile you always wore after every scare of a park ride. on the days that both of you just wanted to venture out into the city, you would somehow find yourself at an arcade and would compete with each other on who could win the most plushies and keychains. this of course ended with both your arms filled with mountains worth of plushies that you both decided to donate instead. although, sometimes taki would ask you to dress up more than usual as he opted for shirt topped with a cardigan instead of his usual hoodies and sweatshirts, his hair combed back in a slicked back. he would then proceed take you out to a nice fancy restaurant that his older brother- yudai- had mentioned before while you proceeded to not laugh at taki as he looked so out of place sitting right across from you, a menu blocking the way his eyes bulged at the prices. still, it’s the thought that counts and he did look good in a different sort of way.
on the topic of intimacy, it was spontaneous and romantic at times. simple night-ins could warrant for a steamy incident on the couch; your legs straddling his hips as you make out for hours on end, loud indecent noises spilling from the both of you that had the neighbours pounding on the walls of your shared apartment. your taki, ever so gentle, always made sure you were well taken care of before satisfying his own hunger. kissing you softly before going down you, whispering quiet praises that made your toes curl and intertwining your fingers together the whole time, making sure you knew that he was always present. sex wasn’t just something physical to you both, it was about making love and receiving it abundantly in return.
you both had talked about marriage before too which wasn’t surprising since you were literally married at the hip, just not officially. wedding planning went as much as you imagined with taki as your partner. making the wedding invitations like pokemon cards, having a ramen stall so that all the guests (mostly you two) had free flow ramen on the special day and even wanting to make kirby themed wedding toppers to be placed on your mario themed cake. they were all such ridiculous ideas but they were yours. taki hadn't proposed yet but both of you wore the promise rings he bought on your second anniversary anyways, so it still felt complete.
you were so happy, your life brimming with love and happiness with taki by your side. but, not everyone gets their happy ending.
it was raining heavily that day as you barrelled into your apartment complex, cursing yourself for forgetting to bring your umbrella when taki himself had reminded you about the forecast that morning. maybe, it just wasn’t your day as your boss was suspiciously grouchier than usual, dumping all his workload on your already cluttered desk. not to mention, you had accidentally dropped your bento onto the floor when your coworker had decided to scare you for fun. now, you were soaked from head to toe. just your luck, you sighed as you toed off your shoes and reaching into your bag to message taki that you had just arrived at home.
usually, taki would pick you up from work because he didn’t want his princess to walk home alone. today though, he had mentioned earlier that he had an errand to run so he didn’t have time to go to your workplace. which is fine by you anyways since you did needed to walk more, the princess privilege being too confining. you decided to start on the bath before making dinner; keeping both of them warm enough so that when taki came back home, you could ask the cheesy line of wanting dinner, bath or you? the thought itself made you cringe but imagining the tired smile you would receive in return had your heart beating a bit faster.
soon, you did all the chores as well as the laundry that had been an eyesore for the past week. you just felt extra productive than usual while waiting for taki because it was rare for either of you to get back later than the other which made you excited. maybe things in the bedroom could escalate too, you giggled at the thought. it had been a busy week for you both and what way to destress other than rediscovering each other’s bodies?
however, taki’s be home in 30 min text turned into an hour which then turned into two. dinner had gotten cold a while ago yet there were still no updates from your boyfriend. that gnawing feeling deep in your gut was starting to get harder to ignore as the time passes but you were sure that taki was just stuck in traffic since it was still raining. of course that had to be the reason!
suddenly, your phone started ringing, the shrill ringtone echoing through the empty hallways of your apartment, the caller id shown was unknown. you clicked on the receiver and held the phone near your ear with trembling hands. it was quiet for moment before a voice could be heard on the other side, the information they delivered making you drop your phone into your lap and onto the couch.
you quickly rushed to the front door, but not before retrieving your phone and scrambling out of the complex, hurriedly trying to hail a taxi. you could’ve cared less about your outfit and how you were soaked once more from the rain. all that ran through your head was to get to the hospital as fast as you can. taki, your lovely boyfriend taki, had gotten into an accident on his way back near the intersection that he always complained was out to get him. and maybe it finally did.
when you finally reached the hospital, you were gratefully whisked into the ward that taki was located in after explaining to the front desk on who you were and who you were there for. yet as you entered, all the air was left your lungs as you stared at the scene in front of you; taki, hooked up to countless lines of ivs while an oxygen mask covered his mouth and nose. the unsteady beeps of the monitor occasionally broke the otherwise pristine silence. you could see a mop of dark brown hair gripping onto taki’s left hand, who you assumed to be yudai, sitting on the complementary chair provided to every room. slowly, you reached to the right side of the bed, your hands trembling as you held onto taki’s surprisingly cold hands. which is weird, because taki only ever ran hot as a heater no matter the time or place.
yudai glanced upwards and caught your gaze, the remnant marks of tears evident on his cheeks. you wanted to speak, to ask, to make a sound akin to something at least. Maybe yudai understood, because he rested his forehead down onto taki’s hand before beginning to explain.
“taki, he- he got rear ended at a stop light and it made the car skid onto ongoing traffic. the police are trying to track the perpetrator but we’re not sure if taki will..” he trailed off but you caught the meaning behind it. you collapsed onto the bed, holding onto taki’s weak form, focusing your attention on the small rise of his chest with every shallow breath he took. sometimes, when you awoke from a nightmare; you would cuddle closer into taki’s chest and listen to his steady but rapid heartbeat. but now, every beat of his slowly declining heart is being plugged in for everyone to see. you could feel your face crumple in despair as an ugly sob escaped through your throat as you prayed desperately for a miracle.
after what felt like hours but were just mere minutes, you noticed that taki was finally starting to stir, his eyes slowly opening as his vitals steadied. you thank everyone that had helped you achieve this, your lover was finally back. all of a sudden though, the monitors surrounding his bed beeping loudly, alarming both you and yudai. taki’s older brother stood up instantly and loudly called out for a nurse from the hallway while you just stared at his face with tears streaming down your face.
“nononono please don’t do this to me oh my god,” you pleaded to no one in particular, cradling taki’s face like he was glass that could break at any time. you could feel yourself start to hyperventilate as tears cascade down your face and unto your boyfriend’s before you realise the short three insistent taps on your palm.
tap.
tap.
tap.
taki had sent a link long before where a boyfriend would always do things in pats or taps in threes to show his unconditional love to his girlfriend nonverbally. he had said it was the most romantic mundane thing ever and you laughed at the thought. right now though, he was telling you i love you in his own way, a tear trailing down as his eyes gazes into yours one last time. then finally, the monitors started to flatline as yudai brought in a group of nurses in, signalling that the love of your life has left this world behind.
the funeral was held fast; everyone from your old group of friends to your current ones, relatives and even your neighbours came by to visit and pay their respects to the deceased. they all talked about how he was still so young, had so much to live for but they all wondered what would happen if he were not to go out for that errand. you wondered as well as you sat near his casket, motionless and void of emotions.
but losing him wasn’t the point that really broke you- no- it was the exact reason he was still out so late on that rainy night. yudai had finally decided to tell you a month after the funeral proceedings ended. taki was just coming back after receiving a special engraving order from a jewellery store downtown; the order being your wedding rings with both of your initials engraved on the inside of them. that was the last time anyone from your town had seen you since.
…
unfortunately for you, yudai has tracked you down here with your whole life rewritten; new job, new friends, new apartment and now, a new fiance. “you really worked fast for only disappearing for three years,” the bitterness in his voice was sharp as he stared at your crumpled form on the ground. “couldn’t wait to finally move on from my burden of a brother huh?” he harshly spat out. “did you even love hi-”
“you can keep degrading me all you want but never stain my memory of loving him,” you snarled, instantly cutting him off midsentence. tears kept running down your face and ruining your makeup but at this point you couldn’t care less. “i’ve only ever loved him and only him, okay? even if it means marrying someone else to please everyone around me, replacing our shared happy memories with ones without him. i still love him,” you admitted, the witness count increasing by one as yudai’s mouth hangs in shock at your flimsy confession.
both of you held each other’s stare in silence, your words still hanging in the air, static and unmoving but still undeniably true. the door to the balcony clicked open again, directing your focus behind you both. a head popped in from the inside, belonging to your fiance; shota, a flicker of surprise flashing through his face. he quickly stepped in between the two of you, supporting your frame as you slowly tried to stand up.
“are you okay y/n? is this guy bothering you? should i have security remove him?” shota bombarded you with questions, a serene familiar feeling washing through you. yudai seemed to have noticed something too as he let out a surprised but hearty laugh.
“it’s okay, i accidentally triggered her so i think i’ll see myself out,” yudai pushed off from the railings and started for the door but seemed to remember something as he turned to face you once more. thanks to your fiance, you were now off the floor and thankfully your dress was free from any dust or creases. you furrowed your brows at him in confusion while you tilted your head slightly to the side, his ambiguousness getting on your nerves.
“are you happy,” he questioned.
the feel of the cold wind slapping against your skin contrasted greatly with the warmth that was currently enveloping one of your hands from your fiance holding it. You gave him a wry and small smile, directing it away from shota’s sight.
the air in the apartment was warm and comfy, a complete relief from the cold winds blowing harshly outside
fem!jo was lounging on your shared couch, tablet in hand as she waited for you to finish showering by watching youtube
you had picked her up from the train station after work earlier, a routine the both of you had developed after starting to live together
however today, some boys that were probably younger than either of you were catcalling fem!jo and asking for her phone number upfront, making her feel uncomfortable and objectified
raising your voice, you scolded and shooed them off, telling them how disappointed their mothers would be if they knew what they were up to
all the while you were holding onto fem!jo’s hand tightly, your fingers intertwined with each other
yet you failed to notice how red fem!jo’s ears had gotten
when you arrived back at your shared apartment, fem!jo could sense you were still angry on her behalf and offered you to take a shower first to cool down
while you showered, fem!jo changed into something a bit more comfortable; switching out her maxi skirt for a pair of cotton soft shorts and her buttoned down for a cute tee you helped thrifted
fem!jo began settling herself on the couch but she just couldn’t get the picture of your angry face from out of her head, thinking how hot you looked when pissed off
rubbing her legs closer together, fem!jo tried to distract herself by watching videos to steer away from inappropriate thoughts of you while ignoring how wet she could feel herself getting down there
the door to the bathroom clicked open, signalling the end of your shower though fem!jo was preoccupied with a vlog she was watching
you reached the sofa with quiet steps, your face void of any emotion but deep down, you were still annoyed by the interaction earlier
fem!jo was your girlfriend; yours to cherish, to claim, to find salvation from
slowly, you took the tablet from fem!jo’s hands and placed it on the coffee table, eliciting a surprised noise from her when you straddle her lap afterwards
you look down at your pretty girlfriend, her cheeks dusted pink and eyes opened wide as if you would disappear if she were to close them even a millimetre
the tee was a bit tighter around the chest area making you groan at the sight, not holding yourself back from bringing your hands up to her tits and grope them freely
a high keen could be heard coming from fem!jo as her eyes fluttered close in pleasure and held onto your waist even tighter
“pretty girl, you’re all mine aren’t you,” your words syrupy sweet and cloying in fem!jo’s ears as you lick a stripe up her throat
finally, finally you attach your lips on the side of fem!jo’s neck and began your slow onslaught of claiming her with your marks
a moan ripped out from fem!jo’s pretty lips and making you chuckle, continuing until her neck was filled with red and purple marks of your devotion
fem!jo could only squirm in place from your attacks as you had her pinned by the hips, the other hand sneaking into her shirt to flick her nipple to hardness
after affirming that she was adequately marked, you detached yourself with a wet kiss placed on her sternum before tugging off fem!jo’s shirt and unclasping her bra in one smooth motion, her breast spilling from the lack of pressure on them
without wasting another second, you took a nipple into your mouth and sucked, swirling your tongue and also grazing your teeth against them, your other hand cupping her other breast
when you decided that it had enough attention, you switched to the other and massaged the first one, grinding your hips down onto fem!jo’s
the sweet sounds eliciting from fem!jo turned you on even more, especially feeling how wet she had gotten down there
you continued on your assault by nipping and biting on the underside of her boobs, the side and even her cleavage was left unscathed by your relentless mouth on her pale skin
pulling back to look at your work, you were quite satisfied with it; fem!jo panting, her lips bitten raw and bloody, cheeks ablaze and upper half of her body covered in your marks
humming in satisfaction, you rested your head onto her breasts once more and looked into her eyes, the hunger behind them burning intensely
“let’s show everyone who you belong to hm? pretty girl?”
the next day, you received an unanimous note on the door asking you to keep your sex life to only one another
taki coming back just to kiss you hard because he kept thinking of you at work
taki not knowing where to put his hands; moving from your ass, your boobs, the waistband of your pants, your hips before finally settling on your waist
taki who is so infatuated with you that he keeps getting breathless while kissing you but still chasing your lips even when you part for air
taki shaking off his bag down before finally moving to the bedroom in desperation
taki pushing you onto the bed, a needy whine escaping his lips as he finally parts from you only to take his and your clothes off hurriedly
taki pushing your thighs apart, his biceps bulging as he stares at you in a daze while hauling your legs onto his shoulders
taki holding down on your lower stomach and feeling every twitch and squirm as he starts to pleasure you
taki who kisses your inner thighs and mumbles into your skin, his hot breath sending goosebumps all over
how i imagine fem!andteam would look like pt1 ˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀
disclaimer: as stated above, this is how i imagine them to look like. if you strongly dislike and disagree, i ask you to keep your views and comments to yourself
warnings: changes of gender (pretty obvious), will only talk about their appearances, slightly suggestive (mentions of boob sizes)
a/n: so… we all saw this coming right? i’ve had this vision since last year and i’m happy to finally be able to express them (˶>⩊<˶) i also wrote this late into the night instead of studying so…
kei
i imagine she has a pretty wavy bob haircut going on. loves to either tie it up in a quick messy bun when she runs or put on cute hair accessories when she’s going out. hair colour is either a milk tea brown or dark brown with highlights. dresses pretty comfortably; mostly loose shirts paired with a long and soft earthy coloured cardigan and some cute loafers or flats. she also loves wearing dresses whenever it’s warm out, the feel of the wind against her skin drying the thin layer of sweat forming on top of it. but when she dresses up… everything is getting uncovered. likes to wear low cuts to show off her big boobs and tops that cinch at the waist to showcase her figure. likes cute short skirts that flatters her long, toned legs but often finds herself wearing jeans too on some occasions. although when she runs, is either wearing an old tracksuit or a sports bra with shorts. probably has a tattoo somewhere visible like her ankle or shoulder- either of a butterfly or a quote she holds dear in her heart
fuma
as much as a lot of people would like short haired fem!fuma, i’m actually sold on the idea that she would enjoy having her hair on the longer side, just for that cute charm you feel? like i have the STRONGEST feeling that she loves to try new hairstyles especially since accepting her feminine side and letting her hair grow. she’d have jet black hair or some sort of highlights included none in between. of course, this woman is still BUFF. most likely goes to the gym to lift gains every other day. her arms and thighs are the most eye catching, accentuated with to die for muscles whenever she flexes. what a woman… her wardrobe is mostly very casual and sporty. you can catch her wearing double denim or a simple camisole topped with a varsity jacket and she can still make it look so stylish and chic. usually puts her hair in a ponytail but whenever she’s out with friends, would style it into a braid or whatever style she saw on tiktok. medium size boobs since she works out so they’re pretty lean but still soft. won’t be too interested in dresses but loves a good denim skirt combo.
nico
i may be biased since i even have a board for fem!nico but dark red auburn himecut nico trust trust. with wispy bangs making her eyes seem even more sharper yum. she’ll mostly have it down but sometimes puts it into an updo just for fun. basing this on nico’s own personal wardrobe, i feel like she would be dressed more alternatively; edgy and gleaming accessories layered on top of a leather jacket with some cute combat boots !! on the more laidback days, she would be seen with a simple zip up and skirt but that doesn’t mean she won’t still be adorned head to toe with more stylish pieces. a cool leather belt secured on her hips, ripped fishnet stockings and even a lacy top underneath for the finishing touches. my girl is NOT leaving the house looking like a bum. sometimes she does wear more colours like pink (her fav colour!!) and even pastel colours. she may wear a lot of black but that doesn’t mean she won’t rock a baby blue babydoll and jeans, her hair kept back with a ribbon headband. my girl loves fashion!! small boobs and proud of them. i also headcanon that she has snake bite piercings alongside a few tattoos scattered on her body…
euijoo
i did mention that fem!euijoo would look exactly like her sister but she would likely get a perm to try and hide her cheeks (she still looks cute tho urgh). brown haired euijoo enthusiasts who’s with me? wakes up with messy and untameable hair so she hides them with a cap or beanie though when she’s actually feeling it, her hair falls down in delicate curls that frames her face perfectly. another casual wardrobe user; drowning in hoodies and jorts. the most stylish (spoiler: comfortable) outfit in her opinion is wearing a cardigan two sizes bigger just so she can hide her boobs and small waist along with a pair of her fav mom jeans. however, she does allow nico to pull her into a deserved makeover (her words not euijoo’s) once in a while and get dolled up. since she’s tall, a nice and simple shirtwaist dress will definitely suit her tastes and accentuate her long slender legs. or maybe even a jumpsuit with a halter neck to show off her yummy shoulders. either is fine since i think euijoo is more of a comfort first then style girlie so don’t expect her to be too dressed up for the occasion
yuma
she is independent and does not like asking for help which means cutting her own hair herself :3 very choppy and short which she can somehow magically still manage it into a bun albeit with a few stray hairs surrounding her face like cat whiskers (very fitting). she does a very horrid bleach run so it is patchy in some places. sometimes likes to colour her hair with washable markers to match her outfits. speaking of fits, she has two very distinctive styles. on some days, she’s very punk; a cropped band tee with one exposed shoulder, her bra strap showing with a loosely tied tie hanging around her neck. ripped barrel jeans while striped arm warmers adds on to the magic. however, she does exchange her ratty converses for a pair of ballerina flats some other days when she’s feeling more preppy. a pretty minidress fits her like a glove, her skin all over glowing golden under the sun as a small necklace settles against her throat. since she is confirmed to have a tattoo, i think she would at max have only two but will have TONS of piercings. will have a nipple piercing to distract people from the fact she has small boobs lmao
jo
fem!jo would be soo prim and proper looking so then it’d be so easy to corrupt her.. uhm yea her style yeaa. would have long silky black hair that she takes care of religiously because it is very therapeutic for her. maxi skirt supremacist !! she usually wears them with a white blouse neatly tucked into the skirt along with her shiny black loafers. people feel intimidated by her height so she rarely wears anything that makes her legs the centre of attention which is bad jojo :( will sometimes wear dresses during the summer or when the situation asks for it. i imagine her immediately choosing to wear a maxi dress that covers her shoulders before it being cut off by yuma and nico because “jo’s shoulders need to breathe too” (she looked good but they needed her to look drop dead and SCANDALOUS). against popular beliefs, i think jo would have a secret tattoo in memory of mint somewhere on her body; either of a mint leaf or her name hidden underneath her clothes. never takes off her necklace with mint’s ashes as the metal lays coldy but steady against her heart
a/n: maknae line coming soon since i reached the 10 picture limit…
how i imagine fem!andteam would look like pt2 ˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀
disclaimer: as stated above, this is how i imagine them to look like. if you strongly dislike and disagree, i ask you to keep your views and comments to yourself
warnings: changes of gender (pretty obvious), will only talk about their appearances, slightly suggestive (mentions of boob sizes)
a/n: a lot of people really liked my pt1 so im excited to continue it with the maknae line in pt2 (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) ‹𝟹
harua
manic pixie dream girl except she takes no shit from other people. has short short blonde hair that she likes to put into cute pigtails and wears a ton of hair accessories. usually wears cropped graphic tees to showcase her belly piercing that she changes every week with a pair of jeans or skirts along with some hand warmers for style. LOVES wearing cute dresses for any occasion- sundress, minidress, jumper, babydoll- she keeps them in her closet according to colour. she appreciates a day where she can just dress up !! not to mention, she also enjoys wearing backless tops or dresses so that everyone can stare at her gorgeous birthmark for hours on end. of course we can’t forget our nail art queen. does her nails and most of her friends’ for fun and to experiment with different styles and aesthetics. she also sells some pre made nail sets on campus for some quick cash. idk why but i feel like she would have a tramp stamp as like a running gag she has with taki where they accidentally got matching ones when they were drunk once. would also have finger tattoos with whimsical like designs running through them. oh and also a nasallang piercing :3
taki
curtain bangs curtain bang curtain bangs !! would have like a medium length wolf cut style that is always messy and gets into her eyes a lot. im a die hard fan of black hair taki so she’s getting raccoon stripes too. dresses the most casual out of the group; hoodies and trainers, sweatshirts with shorts or even a plain shirt with some baggy jeans. my girl please dress up more… she’d rather poke a dress with 10 foot pole than wear one. if she does dress up (mainly after being forced by kei and harua), she would opt to wear a flowy blouse with either a miniskirt or skort. she just thinks that she looks silly since she’s a pretty basic size all around, no curves or ass to show although her gym sessions with fuma are saying otherwise… like euijoo, she prefers comfort over style any day which is sad cuz she’s so pretty. like i mentioned in harua’s part, they both have matching tramp stamps on their lower backs after a drunk night out. however, i do think she’d have gotten more tattoos done like maybe a few doodles on her arms or legs. has a lip piercing she plays with when she gets anxious
maki
now, my girl maki, whew. everything about her is BIG big. tall, buff with big boobs yup yup. layered wavy silver hair with some black highlights since it really compliments her skin tone so well. she would also shave her sideburns to have that gruff look but we all know she’s just a puppy. ever since she became an adult though, her arms are literally freed for the whole world to see but if i were her, i’d be flexing too. wears tank tops like a second skin with low waisted sweatpants so the top of her boxers could be seen… though she is usually dressed in more of a streetwear style on most days. graphic t-shirts with cargo pants, layering a leather jacket on top of crop tops with every chain imaginable hanging from her baggy jeans. would also love wearing jorts with cool looking jackets too. like the current maki, i feel that she would give herself an eyebrow slit which pairs perfectly well with her eyebrow piercing hihi. i don’t think she’d be big on tattoos tho but she probably has a stencil planned out for her to get on above her hipbones
Kkami nested on your lap comfortably as the evening light casted a soft golden hour through the curtains. It was a lazy day off for you, Hyunjin still busy at the studio, not expected to be home for at least another hour or two. You are scrolling through a book on your kindle, Hunger Games: Catching Fire. Kkami letting out a disapproving huff as you slide a bit more down on the couch, you shoot an apologetic expression before smiling softly at yourself.
The apartment door buzzed and the handles turned, signaling Hyunjin was home. Earlier than expected, Kkami rushed off your lap and pranced around the opening door happily. You don’t make a move to get up and greet your boyfriend just lifting up your head and back down to the kindle.
Hyunjin drops his duffle bag at the doorstep, taking off his shoes while simultaneously petting Kkami. “Hey.” You gently greet after a few minutes of silence and hearing him shuffling around. Hyunjin comes around the corner of the kitchen counter and places his hands on the crown of your head to kiss it. “Hey.” He murmured. His fingers are splayed across your face, blocking your vision. “Hyunjin you’re blocking my view..” you complained but no annoyance laced in your tone.
Hyunjin leaned down again, moving his hands down to catch your chin and lift your face to spontaneously scatter kisses along your face. A fit of giggles erupting from your throat. He pulls back with a gentle smile, making a move to lay on the couch himself. Grabbing your calves and placing them on his lap. “How was work?” You gently inquired, turning off your kindle to give him your fullest attention. “Boring.” He sighed dramatically. Head relaxed against the back of the sofa. “Never.” You jest, another light smile embracing your features again. He let out an airy laugh tapping your knee, “Open.” You tilt your head curiously, “Why?”
Hyunjin scoffed, easily man handling your legs over his shoulders and resting his face onto your stomach. Kkami let out an annoyed whine, pawing your thigh. “Missed your chance.” Hyunjin mumbled, his arms coming to wrap behind your waist. Your hands coming up to card through his hair. A soft purr erupted from his throat. You both stayed like this for an hour to two, occasionally switching positions but still staying entangled together. Warm bodies pressed together as the sun dipped beyond the horizon.
