#inspired by miniskirt by aoa

[biibini]

tight grip ᯓ★ˎˊ˗

nsfw blurb modern!mizu x reader

tags: nsfw, modern!mizu, skirt stays ON during segs, dirty mouth mizu is back, fingering, making out, neck kisses, stretching out, strap game!!, mizu obsessed

a/n: im glad to have my wasian nation (mizu edit) folder back on tiktok. i missed my shayla.

“Honey, c’mere.”

Mizu’s arm wraps around your waist, pulling your body closer, deepening the kiss. Her hand caresses your side, the warmth of her palm dragging down the side of your body, from your waist to the edge of your skirt.

You were wearing a simple plaid pleated skirt, nothing too short, nothing too racy. Yet, it became a danger around Mizu. With every step you took teased Mizu, showing off glimpses of your panties.

Blood rushes down to your heat every time her hand teases past the edge, teasing you with the skin to skin contact.

You hum in response to the contact.

“Feeling needy today?”, you tease.

“Mmm… maybe.”, Mizu answers playfully, facing you with a sly smile.

You chuckle at her response. You take note of her hands crawling closer to your entrance, pulling the edge of the skirt little by little, exposing more of your inner thigh to her.

“Just maybe?”

“Maybe.”

It didn’t take long for that ‘maybe’ into a ‘definitely’.

“How sweet, you’re so wet for me.”

Her voice coos into your ear, teasing you with the low vibrato of her voice. Its tickling nature distracts you while her fingers start swirling around your clit, adding pressure to the sides of your entrance.

“M-Mizu, honey… Mmfm—”, you moan out.

“Yes dear?”

“My skirt…”, you attempt to call out.

Instead, you’re further distracted by her thumb, now gently grazing over her clit while she coats her slender fingers with your slick.

“It’s still on, lemme just take it off.”

You make an effort to pull the pleated skirt down, hoping to yank it off your body. However, you’re immediately stopped by Mizu’s hand, pausing your rushed attempt.

You meet her gaze with widened eyes, her hand fixing the waist of your skirt.

“Keep it on, pretty girl. I wanna see you…”

Her voice inches closer to the nape of your neck, ghosting over the sensitive skin.

“See me?”, you breathily say, maintaining some composure while a finger of hers enters your throbbing insides.

You look down to read her facial expression, seeing what she was so curious about.

“See you cum… with it on.”, she admits.

Before you can even respond, she slowly pumps her middle finger inside of you. The long strokes that search deep inside you makes you moan, throwing your head back from the pleasure. Your hand grabs onto her nape, reaching up to pull on her hair, messing up the bun in place.

As she continues to stretch you out with her fingers, you hear her ask, “Do you like the idea?”

You could only nod in response, as the tips of her fingers curled up, further ruining your gummy walls.

It didn’t take long for Mizu to pull out the strap, a navy blue to match the blue plaid pattern on your now damp skirt. It didn’t help that she impatiently pulled your panties to the side whilst devouring you earlier.

Your poor puffy clit could barely keep up with every lap of her tongue.

But the rest of your body felt so good, melting to her touch. Inside, your walls were craving her, despite the mess she’s left all over.

You watched as she poured lubricant over the toy, spreading it with her cum-coated hand, mixing the two together. You catch her stare at you, needy eyes slowly eyeing down your body lying mercilessly on her bed, her mouth agape in excitement. Her other arm hooks onto one of your thighs, pulling you closer.

As she continues to spread the mixture all over the toy, she comes close, giving you a sweet kiss.

Until she opens her mouth.

“Such a good girl for me… ready for me in a pretty lil skirt…”, she cooes, positioning her hips to align with yours.

The tip of the toy tickles you, sending a jolt of pleasure down to your walls, teasing you what’s about to come next.

She pulls away, placing her focus on your bottom half. She slides her hips up and down, letting the toy get coated with even more of your wet fluids dripping out. You feel her hands grapple around each thigh, her hands gripping onto the pleated skirt.

Although you can’t see her enter inside you, you can feel her slowly enter your core, further stretching out your aching insides. The coolness of the silicone toy sends chills down your spine. As you moan out with every inch she enters, you feel her grip tighten on your skirt, the sweat and heat radiating from her palms warming up against your hips.

“Fuck…”, she swears out, as she pulls you in deeper, her grasp firming up, hitting the hilt of the toy.

You hum from the fullness, holding onto the sheets from the new stretch feeling. She slowly pulls out, and snaps back inside of you, making your moans echo against the bedroom walls. While you were too occupied with the pleasure, Mizu’s view was far greater than any pleasure.

Below her laid her girlfriend, legs wide open with nothing but her panties to the side and a plaid skirt still on, now flipped up for a better view.

She pulls your fabric covered hips closer, thrusting into you once again, making your squirm and cry with every movement.

She couldn’t wait to ravish you in your pleated plaid skirt.

It teased her first.

[definitelynotanalien]

chigiri doesn’t notice when you’re all dolled up for him

lightly inspired by song ‘Miniskirt’ by AOA

“Why are you the only one who hasn’t noticed?” You ask your boyfriend, Chigiri, motioning towards your body.

You’re dolled up, and you’re sure you look amazing. You’ve put in a tad more effort in your outfit, hair, and makeup than you usually do, and that’s resulted in quite a few compliments from your friends. But the only one who hasn’t complimented you is your beloved boyfriend, he hasn’t even commented on your outfit, not even the oh so revealing miniskirt.

Your eyebrows furrow, and you narrow your eyes, evaluating him with a long look.

He bats his red eyes at you, “Noticed what?” he asks with a fake innocent look. Only you could notice the corners of his mouth twitching up, much to your chigrin.

“You know what I’m talking about.” You rebutt, waving to your outfit as if the man opposing you is the most stupid person alive. Honestly, he might be if he keeps pushing his luck and pissing you off.

He pauses, tapping his chin tauntingly and pouting. He has the prettiest dark eyelashes as he slowly blinks his eyes as if thinking, and he takes the most infuriatingly long time to think.

“I truly don’t.” Chigiri responds with a shrug, narrowly preventing his lips from finally returning to their natural place of a smirk, instead he keeps his supposedly neutral and nonchalant expression.

You sigh melodramatically, your mouth twisting into a mean frown “My outfit. My hair. My makeup. You haven’t complimented it!”

It’s a bit ridiculous, how you care so much about his opinion on something like this, but it’s you nonetheless. He’s your boyfriend, and your friend, he should be complimenting something you spent so much time on! Or at least appreciating your efforts.

“Brat.” He spits out, with a grin. “So needy, aren’t you?”

He flicks his long red-pink locks over his shoulder, and tilts his head to the side as he leans towards you ever so slightly. Poking your nose with a wicked smirk that looks much too familiar on his face.

“Chigiri, I'm so serious right now.” You say, you did not spend so much time into your outfit for him to just tease you like this. You were wearing a damn miniskirt for god’s sake, and a rather uncomfortable one at that.

Chigiri shakes his head “Fine, fine. You do look…” he pauses, contemplating his next words before stating them with a teasing smile “Decent.”

The world stops for a moment, you consider taking his words at heart and holding them against him, but you choose not to. Instead you question his comment.

“Decent?”

“Perhaps a bit above average.” He replys, squeezing his fingers together to leave a small gap in between. He gives you a quick, chaste, kiss on the cheek and leans into you.

“I’m actually going to murder you.”

Chigiri takes off running.

[official-cvntified-gay]

MINISKIRT masterlist

pairing: professor!wanda x fem!reader

warning: ??

wc: 1.7k

note: Inspired by the cunty miniskirt of aoa, been a while since I posted so here it is.

I'm wearing a miniskirt.

But why are you the only one who doesn't notice?

You felt good. You looked good.

Your hands trailed over your curves, fingers mapping the way your clothes hugged your body just right. A smirk curled on your lips as you admired yourself in the mirror—high heels elongating your legs, the fabric of your miniskirt perfectly smooth under your freshly painted nails.

you weren’t dressing for anyone in particular. At least, that’s what you told yourself.

"Holy—"

You whipped around at the sudden voice behind you, your roommate standing in the doorway, eyes shamelessly dragging over your figure.

"Who are we trying to look good for?" she teased, biting her lip, her gaze never leaving you.

"No one," you replied quickly, though it came out a little too defensive.

She raised a brow, clearly not buying it. She stepped closer, adjusting the collar of your shirt, her nails grazing your skin deliberately, coaxing the truth out of you. "Bullshit," she said sweetly.

Rolling your eyes, you felt a familiar heat creep up your neck. "I’m not trying to impress anyone."

But she wasn’t listening. She flopped onto your bed with a smirk that made your stomach twist. "She won’t be able to take her eyes off you now."

You swallowed, pulse quickening. "Still the same?"

"Yes," you muttered, collapsing beside her with a groan. "It’s frustrating. She used to look at me like I was…" You trailed off, the words hard to say.

"Everything?" she finished for you, her voice low, as if knowing what you couldn’t bring yourself to say.

Yes.

Because she had looked at you that way.

Professor Wanda Maximoff always found your eyes during lectures, her gaze lingering longer than necessary. Her voice would drop an octave when she called your name, and her touch—always fleeting but deliberate—lingered when she handed back your papers, or when your hands brushed in the hallways.

You had been her favorite.

Everyone saw it. Everyone knew.

But recently?

It had all changed.

Her gaze turned cold. Her touches vanished. Her words became clinical, dismissive. As though you were just another student—nothing special.

You didn’t know what happened. You didn’t know what had caused her to shut you out. But one thing was certain: if she wasn’t going to look at you the way she once did, you would make her.

Class was the next morning, and you had carefully planned your outfit. You chose the clothes you were trying on last night, a tight miniskirt and a fitted blouse—one that accentuated your curves, one that would make her notice you. You didn’t care that you might seem bold or inappropriate. If Wanda wasn’t going to give you the attention you craved, you’d find a way to force it from her.

As you walked into class, you could already feel it—the tension.

You chose a seat in the front row, a place you rarely sat, and crossed your legs slowly, letting the hem of your skirt inch upward. Your fingers brushed the fabric absentmindedly, smoothing it out, almost as if you were teasing her. What you didn't caught is Wanda’s eyes flicker to you, and it unconsciously sent a thrill down your spine.

You could feel her gaze on you, heavy and assessing, but she said nothing, continuing with the lecture like everything was normal.

This wasn’t normal.

Her voice dipped lower, harsher, when she called on you. "Miss Y/L/N, since you seem so comfortable today, why don’t you answer the next question?"

You tilted your head, playing innocent, pretending you weren’t aware of what you were doing. "Which question, Professor?" you asked, your voice steady.

Wanda’s fingers tightened on the lectern, her knuckles white. You saw her jaw tense, and something flickered behind her eyes.

Thinking your planned worked. You leaned forward just slightly, the movement causing the fabric of your skirt to ride up a little more. Wanda’s gaze flickered again—this time it lingered longer, and you could see her struggling to maintain control.

Her voice trembled, betraying her resolve. "What is the defining characteristic of a..." She trailed off, as if the words were becoming harder to say, harder to focus on.

You felt it, that familiar energy pulsing between the two of you. She was fighting it. But you weren’t going to let her win.

You shifted again in your seat, slowly, letting your body draw her eyes like a magnet. You traced your fingers over the hem of your skirt, just enough for her to see, but not enough to give you away.

"Professor?" you asked, your voice low, almost teasing.

She snapped her gaze back to the board, her breathing shallow. The class seemed to stretch on forever, but in that moment, all you could hear was your own heartbeat—and Wanda’s quickened pulse beneath the surface.

When class ended, you didn’t wait. You stood immediately, gathering your things quickly, knowing she wouldn’t let you go without addressing what had happened.

You walked up to the front of the room, the slight click of your heels on the tile floor echoing through the otherwise empty lecture hall.

Wanda’s eyes followed you the whole way, and you saw the tightness in her jaw, the tension in her shoulders. She was trying so hard not to give in.

But you weren’t going to make it easy for her.

You stopped in front of her desk, standing just a little too close, waiting for her to meet your eyes.

For a moment, she didn’t say anything. Just stared at you, her breath ragged, her gaze dark.

And then, slowly, she exhaled. "Miss Y/L/N," she said, her voice dangerously low. "Do you think you’re clever?"

You leaned forward slightly, matching her tone, matching her challenge. "I think you want me," you said, each word deliberate.

Wanda didn’t move, didn’t respond immediately. But you saw the way her chest rose and fell, saw the way her fingers curled against the desk.

Her eyes never left you as she spoke again, her voice like velvet. "You’re playing a dangerous game."

You swallowed, a rush of heat flooding your body. Maybe you were.

But you knew one thing for sure—if she wasn’t going to make a move, then you would.

And this game? It was only just beginning.

You leaned in just a fraction closer, your breath mingling with hers. "Are you going to punish me, Professor?" you whispered, a teasing smile tugging at your lips.

For a split second, Wanda’s face was unreadable—her expression wavering between something dangerous and something far more personal.

"You’re asking for trouble," she said, her voice barely a whisper. She stood up, moving just a step closer, her presence almost suffocating now.

Your pulse raced as the space between you two became thinner, the tension unbearable. There was no going back now.

"You want this," you said, your voice breathless.

Wanda’s eyes darkened, her lips parting as if to say something—anything—but nothing came out. Instead, she took another step, her hand reaching up to trace the outline of your jaw.

Her touch was light, but it sent a jolt of heat straight through you. You tilted your head slightly, your lips just inches from hers.

For a moment, neither of you moved, caught in the forbidden tension that had been building for weeks.

And then, Wanda's voice, barely above a whisper, broke the silence: "Next time… don’t come so close."

You smiled, knowing full well that there would be a next time.

And next time, your miniskirt would lay in a crumpled heap on her bedroom floor.

[st4ytiny]

Love me harder

Inspired by this

Songs I listened to: Love me harder - Ariana Grande, Maniac - VIVIZ, Miniskirt - AOA, Hype Boy - NWJZ

Warnings: Kpop idol reader, facesitting, reader is described as younger than Seonghwa, mommy seonghwa

Seonghwa who you've had a crush on for the longest time. Hes literally etheral but so insanely talented. Your eyes sparkla as you watch him and his group preform at awardshows. Maybe the two of you fucked in the bathrooms or backstage a little more often than you let on.

Seonghwa who loves when you sit on his face. Oh god how he loves you. I'd say it's one of his favorite things. He doesn't give a single fuck. He wants you to sit on his face until either of you pass out in either overstimulation or lack of oxygen. At first you were careful with his delicate doll looking face. (He looks like a munch come on) when you hovered above his face, he sighed as he grabbed your thighs, pushing you down right where he wanted you, nose buried in your cunt. Fuck he loves the way you taste, smell, feel.. god he loves everything about you. The way you grab his hair, pushing your thighs together, squirming and the noises you make.

Seonghwa who loves making you cry, The sight of your ruined make up before going on stage, a shit eating grin on his face as he watches you trying to focus on the preformance with your group. You bet, he is pulling you aside when you get off stage again, pulling you to the closest bathroom, closet, or empty practice room.

Seonghwa who ovulates at the same time as you. I am not kidding, this man reeks freaky vibes. I'm sure his members are tired of the sound of his bed slamming against his bedroom wall, tired of the running from the bathroom to the bedroom, tired of the constant moans coming from you. I'm pretty sure they refuse to take the two of you out because you always end up in his lap, kissing his neck like a leech.

Moral of the story I am horny for this man and I am self projecting way too much

[thatonejingyuanenthusiast]

finally finished this

this was fully inspired by aoa's miniskirt

[missseong]

magazines and miniskirts (smut)

this might have several mistakes in it, im sorry haha; ya'll i do not know anything about weapons, let's pretend i do though lmao

HEAVILY INSPIRED BY MINISKIRT BY AOA - give it a listen! hehe

Even with minimal lighting, the gun range was uncomfortably warm for a spring night. Gi-hun stood lazily with a cigarette loose on his lips, sweat glistening on his forehead. His hand was ghosting over a random assortment of recently purchased illegal weapons as if to help him decide which one to test next. 

“That big one— wait, no! The pistol,” you demanded loudly. 

He caught a glimpse of you before reaching for the small, black gun on the table. You were sat on top of a wooden desk, head innocently tilted to the side with a chunky pair of noise-canceling headphones and a wide smile. 

His eyes skimmed briefly down your figure to land on your bare thighs. Nothing but a denim miniskirt and a simple white tank top because you claimed “It’s always insufferable in there! I need to change first.”

Gi-hun liked to be around you. He frequently asked you to keep him company with whatever he was doing that wasn’t inherently dangerous. You didn’t have to pay attention. You could read, work, be on your phone or whatever because your presence alone satisfied him. His mind would wander into dark memories filled with blood and fear, but with a simple turn of his head, he was brought back to the present. Back to you. 

His gaze admired you before turning away to mess with the pistol. You felt fuzzy; something about him handling a gun made you press your thighs together. 

Gi-hun was dressed in dark denim jeans and a black t-shirt, his usual black button-up thrown on a random chair in the room forgotten amidst the heat. The shirt was a tighter fit on his lean frame (thanks to the dryer, you thought), highlighting how his chest rose and fell with each breath. The sleeves hugged his biceps, straining just enough by lifting the pistol to emphasize their definition. He took a sudden but long drag from his cigarette before aiming and shooting. 

The bullets hit the target on the other end of the gun range. He was controlled and steady. The tendons beneath his skin visibly tightened at each fire. To your mild disappointment, Gi-hun placed the gun down next to several other weapons that had already been tested. 

Cigarette smoke from his mouth swirled and danced until it dissipated into the air as he blew it out. He turned to you, offering a casual smile. You quickly peel the headphones off your head and let them hit the desk, “I love this show you’re putting on.” 

“A few more,” he said while gesturing to the guns on the table and seemingly ignoring your compliment, “then we can eat. Any idea what you want?”

“I don’t know.” You shrugged and frowned. “I’m pretty full of this sight you’re serving me,” you said with a playful lilt. Gi-hun breathed out a laugh and shook his head. You began to swing your legs back and forth with your hands tucked under your thighs, in desperation to limit the sweat pooling under you. His eyes lingered over them before he looked into your eyes. You smirked. Though it was true that you wore the miniskirt for your comfort in the accidental sauna Gi-hun made, you were hoping to distract him from his regular chores. 

“Put 'em back on,” he said, nodding towards the headphones. Obediently, you placed them back over your ears and watched him pick up a rifle. His brows were furrowed as he messed with the magazine before propping the gun against his shoulder. The cigarette in his mouth hung low as he shot, bullets kissing the target and cement remains. As he set the rifle down, he pressed the remains of his cigarette to a small, glass ashtray before finding his way to the wooden desk you sat on. His left hand found comfort against your waist while his right pushed the headphones off your head. 

“You shouldn’t smoke, y’know?” you asked. You pushed his bangs back, cringing slightly at the sweat collected on your palm. “You’re already much older than me, I need you kicking when I’m fifty, too.” He hummed in response and placed a soft kiss on your lips. Both of you lingered before you pulled away, looking at him through your lashes. “You look really handsome right now,” you whispered. 

He straightened up, and his lips parted slightly. The hand that hadn’t found its way to your waist yet trailed up your arm instead. His fingertips grazed against your skin, up your neck, across your cheek as he pushed your hair away from your face. He leaned in, pressing a chaste kiss to your forehead— a stark contrast to how his other hand tightened at your hip. 

“You’re pretty,” he mumbled. His voice was barely above a whisper but weighted, and his gaze was heavy. “Real pretty, especially in this little skirt.”

Gi-hun found his way to the short hem of your miniskirt, fingers ghosting over your bare skin. It was tantalizing. He could be so tough and fearless one minute and soft and intimate the next. You spread your legs open for him. He pulled you in by the back of your neck for a second, sweet kiss. 

The third and fourth kiss quickly deepened when your legs wrapped around his waist. Your lips began to move with growing urgency, molding against each other as his hands grasped at the curve of your thigh and hip. The warmth and pressure of his hands against your bare skin were overwhelming. 

Gi-hun pulled away to press kisses along your jaw and throat. You tilted your head back, bumping into the wall behind you. His hands were all over you; on the back of your arms, waist, ass, thighs— you gasped when his eager hands finally found their way to the thin fabric of your underwear. The pads of his fingertips pressed against your core. 

His movements stilled, lips hovering over your collarbone, waiting for your permission. You shifted your hips forward in an attempt to seek any relief. A deep, satisfied groan left his throat as his fingers began to trace slow, deliberate circles against your clothed clit. His lips remained against your throat as you let out soft, breathy moans. 

“Pretty girl,” he said. His voice was muffled, and it was a miracle you even heard him, but the words sent a fresh wave of desire through you. Your hips shifted forward to place more pressure against his fingers and your cunt, grinding desperately against what you could. He stood up straight to push you back against the wall, his hand against your chest. 

“Touch me like you meant it,” you whined. You leaned forward to press a kiss against his forearm. Your body slumped back slightly at how his two fingers found their way under your panties and pushed inside, slowly. 

You moaned and felt your face warm at the lewd wet noise coming from between your legs as he pumped in and out. The legs wrapped around his waist grew weak and dropped against the desk again. He lifted your leg by hooking his unoccupied hand under your knee, pulling it upwards. The pressure in your abdomen began to build rapidly with each stroke, and his thumb rubbing your clit with the same pace. 

Instinctively, you tried to push him away but his body and the wall gave no room to wiggle or move. You wrapped your hand around his wrist, looking up at him. He continued his actions with furrowed eyebrows and an open mouth. “I think you can take it,” he simply said. His eyes were hooded, his breath quickened, and the pool of heat in your stomach grew. You felt yourself crawling to the edge. 

“No,” you shook your head. You gripped his wrist tighter, halting his movements. “Not yet, not yet, I want to feel you, make me feel good.”

You reached out to him, knuckles grazing against his hard cock. His fingers slipped out from your cunt, and he let out a shaky breath. He unzipped his jeans and pushed his bottoms down to his knees, wrapping his hand around his erection to spread the collected slick down his cock. You shove your panties off before he wraps his hands under your knees, dragging your core towards him. Before he pressed his tip inside you, he realized how uncomfortable you were. You were lying on your lower back but curled up at your nape. 

“Oh—?”

Gi-hun helped you stand up, spun you around, and pressed your chest against the desk. Your legs were spread wide, toes barely touching the ground with the way he was positioning you. You could feel him tug on the back of your skirt to pull it upwards and his cock pressed against the back of your thigh. 

His cock glided between your folds once, twice, before he pressed his tip inside. He grunted as he drove forward until he was buried to the hilt. You gasped. As he settled into you, his hand brushed the hair across your face away and pressed a kiss on your cheek. He pressed himself against your body, weight on top of you, as he started a slow and steady pace. 

Your cry of pleasure was hard to muffle, embarrassingly loud, as you pressed your forehead against the desk. With each thrust, his breath was hot against your cheek. You clung to the edge of the desk, gripping as broken cries tumbled from your mouth, his thrusts deepened and his pace quickened. 

“It’s so good,” you whine. “Don’t stop, you’re so good.”

The man was pressing your body against the desk, one hand gripping your shoulder for leverage and the other squeezing at your waist and hip. You met his hips at every thrust, your calves burning. The two of you were hot, drops of sweat dripping down your forehead. You weren’t sure if it was your own or his, but it didn’t matter. “There— ah, there we go,” he rambled, mixed between low groans and grunts. “So pretty, pretty in this little skirt,” he whispers, kissing the back of your neck. 

“Oh God— Gihun! Oh, you feel,” you hiccup. “You feel so good, I’m gonna come.”

His lips frantically found their way against your lips, twisting your neck around painfully to let him consume your moans, and you consumed his. His hips hardly faltered, maintaining a steady rhythm as an overwhelming sensation of bliss washed over you, his name leaving your mouth like a mantra as you buck back to meet his thrusts. 

The tightening of your cunt made Gi-hun gasp, his hips stuttering forward and losing the steadiness he had a few seconds before. He dug his forehead against the back of your neck, feeling his hot mouth breathe on your upper back, chasing his high. His soft grunts and long breaths were enough to refuel a fire under you, your name mixed between his moans and simple declarations of love. With a wild thrust, his hip halted as he came inside you, feeling hot and full. 

Gi-hun is panting. His entire weight is still on top of you as he pulls out with a hiss. He presses gentle kisses across your shoulder, and you find his hand to press kisses along his scar. Once you feel him stand, you prop yourself up by your elbows, head turning to face him. His jeans were up, and he pulls your skirt down enough to cover your ass. 

You admire his dark brown hair and kind eyes, “I think I want food from that one auntie’s restaurant, the one with the golden tooth.”

“Mm, I thought you were full,” he said with a playful smile. You stood up and lazily leaned against the desk. He placed a small kiss against your cheek before holding your hand. You shrugged, “I think we worked up an appetite.”

[leyechi]

Misa Amane outfit design!!

misa amane is now my new inspiration (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) i headcanon her with the song 🎵 miniskirt - AOA

[mrcassiope]

Jolie from Jackson Diary as a so called ‘ office siren’ (Inspired by the song miniskirt by AOA

[maiavonsneeper]

Am bored so heres my headcanon on what kpop artists Yakuza characters would listen to.

Disclaimer: I'm not that familiar with anything recent in the kpop. The most recent you would see here is around mid-2010s.

Kiryu

Of course his no. 1 idol is Haruka. But for kpop it would have to be Girls Generation.

Its all because while playing Y5 where hes a taxi driver and takes place in 2012. I concluded that he has to have listened to Mr Taxi and was like "thats me :)" and i guess from then on he considered himself a SONE (or just a fan idk if he would know about fandom names lol)

Majima

A girl group/solo artists stan.

Definitely a huge inspiration for Goromi and her performances lol

And his collection of albums played for all the Majima Construction crew while they work.

I made a Goromi playlist (priv atm) which I just put in a bunch of female kpop artists in.

This includes artists like Kara, 9Muses, EXID, Miss A, Sunmi, Hyuna, AOA, Sistar, T-ara, Brown Eyed Girls, Lee Hyori, After School...and yeah alot of artists i put in lol

Akiyama

This was all based on a meme I saw on twitter where Akiyama is a Blackjack on stan twitter lol

So I can see Akiyama being a fan of 2NE1. Started listening to them when he saw it was popular with the hostesses and staff of club Elise and they shared it with him.

Tanimura

He would listen to a general amount of artists but would have a lot of interest in artists that have an international appeal...Wonder Girls "nobody" anyone?

(...OK that is the thing with kpop lol especially since it has a presence in Japan for awhile)

I mean like a multicultural image or just have non-Korean members. I can see Tanimura immediately taking interest in those types.

And of course anything that's popular with the Little Asia community lol

Artists: Miss A, Super Junior-M, f(x), Twice, U-Kiss, Wonder Girls, Momoland, 2NE1, Blackpink, 2PM, Big Bang

Shinada

Definitely into girl groups. Particularly ones that would have sexy dance moves which become popular and iconic later on.

And look Shinada has certain assets...

So he really likes to try out popular dances that usually involve using his tush in some way lmao.

Ex. Girls Day "Expectation" "Female President", Sistar "So Cool" "Touch my Body", AoA "Miniskirt", Kara "Mister"

Mine

This is probably very biased of me XD giving my favorite character my ultimate bias group.

Ahh yes Infinite the "Idols of Obsession" ...hmmm..

I imagine he isn't the type to follow celebrities nor have the time or interest to.

BUT BUT one day he listened to one of their songs and couldn't help but think of...a certain someone...

He doesn't considers himself a inspirit but he did walk into a music shop and bought a few albums, went home and spent his break listening to their discography while having AMVs take place in his brain.

Daigo

I'm aware of his emo taste so I tried here ^_^*

I decided to go with that Daigo listens to kpop bands. From my head it'd be CN Blue, FT island, LEDapple.

A non-band it HAS to be Dreamcatcher, another one maybe Vixx'; their dark concept songs mainly.

Haruka

I can see the idol herself listening to some idols for inspo lol

Few artists I thought of were Orange Caramel, Crayon Pop, Twice, f(x), Wonder Girls, Blackpink..

I can see her getting into some boy groups especially when it's what her friends and peers are into.

[ao3feed-piltovers-finest]

Miniskirt

by frostyqueen108

After countless rounds of applications, interviews, and screenings-- Vi finally lands a steady entry-level job at one of the top paying companies in the city. From there, she encounters new faces, befriending co-workers and learning the corporate ladder. Vi also meets Caitlyn Kiramman, boss and CEO of the business. HR says no, but her heart says yes to fraternizing with the queen of this industry.

 or

 Caitlyn and Vi living their Boss x Employee fantasy.

Words: 782, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Caitlyn (League of Legends), Vi (League of Legends), Jayce (League of Legends), Ekko (League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends), Cassandra Kiramman, Tobias Kiramman, Vander (League of Legends), Sevika (Arcane: League of Legends), Lest (Arcane: League of Legends), Viktor (League of Legends), Maddie Nolen, Mel Medarda

Relationships: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Office, Office, Co-workers, Office Sex, Boss/Employee Relationship, My First Work in This Fandom, Flirting, Fluff and Smut, Smut, Eventual Smut, Caitlyn and Vi are in Love (League of Legends), Switching, Secret Relationship, Teasing, Fluff, Kinky, Lesbian Character, Lesbian Sex, Office Siren, Mutual Pining, inspired by the song miniskirt by aoa LOL, caitlyn is ceo, Vi is in love with Caitlyn (League of Legends), boss AND CEO

Read on A03. from AO3 works tagged ‘Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)’

[sweetplagu3]

hand slipped-

oh no here’s the song that inspired it too…

[woman-respecter]

This is long overdue but here is a small list of kpop recs :)

Take this as my appreciation for you and your account. I have sent you so many messages it's crazy. You're like a sister to me <3

(Sorry if you have heard these songs before but since you're not really a kpop fan I try to be careful what I rec lmao)

Strategy by twice. Twice is more on the cutesy side appealing to East Asian audiences which I like but idk if you would like that ultra cutesy shit. They have been switching it up with other songs like moonlight sunrise which i also recommend! This is off topic but twice makes me laugh cuz one of the members had a nazi controversy (because she wore a shirt with nazi symbols or something) pre oct 7th and then afterwards people were like da joos r the nazis now so who gaf LMAO. Also bibi who i recommended had a song where she said "i be like nazi" and a reference towards concentration camps i think LMFAOOOOO and as much as i love her music it gets me every time like ok girl!

crazy by le sserafim will do it every time btw. its even cuntier because before this, they were getting so much hate due to misogyny (the hate "started" due to a few bad performances like gimme a break!) and their company highkey set them up (gave them a song named "smart" around the same time water by tyla was trending and its clearly an afrobeats inspired song similar to water).

Whiplash by aespa!

Miniskirt by aoa which is kinda icky to listen to because while female kpop idols are forced to be cutesy and innocent the older eras where they could be sexy was even more exploitation :(

Idk if you've listened to blackpink but they still haven't matched as if it's your last so you should def listen to it !

For a group called red velvet hmm i prefer their cutesy stuff but peekaboo is amazing. Bye bye is also amazing.

As someone who hates boy group music sweet lies by exo HITS.

Is this enough lol idk but I am not sure about your tastes so apologies for this very small list ! Tell me what you think so I can send more <33

YAY thank you so much! will listen and get back to you :)

and thanks for being a big fan of woman-respecter dot tumblr dot com, i really appreciate it 🥰

[satosktty]

2000s satoru would b so pretty w a tongue piercing, angel bites; wearing super dark affliction n probably inspired by mello n misa at the time; he would very much be into lolita goth, vkei n mall goth! I think he n sugu would match in romantic goth hummm... he wouldn't wear the stereotypical gothic colors 24/7 and sometimes dabble into pinks, (BLUE ESPECIALLY) and whites — going into his teens and finally being given some autonomy over how he wants to live; he starting seeing more death and morbid things that he gained interest in; which lead to him getting more onto the internet and his free time ( when he wasn't training or fighting ) and he discovered Kuroyume ( post-punk/gothic rock band ) and through these he began discovering people like Malice Mizer which lead to him learning about the origins of goth

but theres also non goth sato who would love aa alternative fashions ( for its time ) he would rock flared jeans OR FLARED LEGGINGS?

( stop calling this shit 2000s grunge; these styles were inspired by 2000s Japanese fashion, hip hop fashion and then rock fashion n nu metal b rave scenes which THEN skater boys found it; grunge ngas were wearing skinny jeans and flannels ! ! )

he's going all out; he would later get doxxed 4 hating on dark & wild ( bts) { he secretly loves it he just said shit to be a dick to suguru who loves bts idol } ) he would love 1st 2nd n 3rd gen kpop soooo bad; he especially loves AOA - Excuse me and still as a grown man rolls his eyes when anyone says their favorite song is Miniskirt bc he always thinks life a game or smthing 🤦‍♀️

[ode2cheol]

omg pookie i missed u hru !!??

AMELIA I MISSRD U TOO OMG 😭😭😭😭😭😭

MISSED MY BF TOO ‼️‼️‼️ i’m good though omg except school has been SO stressful lately ngl bc i’ve gotta get uni applications through and stuff but HOW ARE YOUUUUU BAEFY ??? i’ve been so obsessed with miniskirt by aoa lately im literally working on something inspired by it rn 👩🏼‍🦲

[jade-parcels]

Continuation of the idol au. 🐝 anon… get ready babe

(Posted under this since it’s long ☺️) part 1 of 2

⚪️Gen 1⚪️ 90s- early 2000s

⚪️ICEE was an OG idol group made up of the Tsaritsa and 6 others who are now pretty much nameless. She outshined her fellow group mates to the point where she left her group and company to be a soloist in another company (the same that owns HARBING3R). She is more business oriented now and doesn’t really sing much anymore but does plenty of public appearances. She’s fantastic at marketing bro damn!! An amazing asset to have on your side. She worked her way up enough that she had/has a LOT of control over marketing for HARBING3R and FAiRLADiES. She is stil engaged in marketing (and even recruiting!) for new groups under her company’s name

⚪️M4GIC was a group of four. The group gained pretty much no traction but that’s where Alice debuted! She later did a lot of solo work and had 3 hit singles in her 5 years of being an active idol. She’s more family oriented now and spends most of her time with her daughter Klee. She sponsors her step son, Albedo, who is currently an idol. She is often pictured taking Klee to his group’s concerts! She also posts on her twitter about him whoever she sees him on TV or on posters

🔴Gen 2🔴 2000s

🔴HellBringerz was one of the first big groups in Teyvat. Made up of Pantalone(vis, dance), Capitano(lead, rap) and Dottore(vocal/dance). At the time, they were fresh out of college and scouted by a brand new company that literally needed anyone. The trio wrote and produced a big hit seemingly out of nowhere. Once their popularity surged, their manager, Pulcinella, quickly changed their name to a more appropriate ‘Harbingerz’ (which was again later changed to ‘HARBING3R’ after the trio claimed to fucking hate the Z at the end). Think of HARBING3R as a SHINee/Super Junior sound-alike, their signature sound is that classic early 2000s bass and extreme auto tune. HARBING3R has gone on many hiatuses but have pumped out 17 albums in their 16 years of activity. Pulcinella wanted the group to try to appeal to a wider audience so, he threw 2 new trainees in there without announcing it to the public, thats where Kuni and Ajax got their start. They only remained in the group for 6 months before leaving the company to join other, newer groups. Outside of HARBING3R comebacks, Dottore owns a private practice, Capitano is casted in action movies and Pantalone does his own solo music that has a… more mature theme…(he also does audio porn under an alias shhh) They’re all older now but are dug up when The company needs money or there’s music award shows to attend. Even though we got bitches in their late 30s, you know their company is about to make them sing for a check babe lmao. They’ll squeeze dottores arthritic knees into leather pants and shove him out onto the stage they don’t care

🔴FAiRLADiES is a group put together by the Tsaritsa herself. Since she is so influential, she is pretty much a trainer. Arlecchino, Signora, Sandrone and Columbina were scouted and trained under Tsaritsa. They debuted a year after HARBING3R as their female counterpart. They share a company so, with Tsaritsa’s encouragement, they often but the two groups together for collaborative albums. While thinking about FAiRLADiES, I listened to AOA’s ‘Miniskirt’, which inspired the ‘mature woman’ visuals in the group. They almost exclusively wear black or silver along with high heels. They carry a serious air about them but fans get to see their goofier side when their company films their dance practices. Those dance practices are what really attracted fans. While their music is fantastic, getting to see these usually serious girls giggle and dance around made fans like them even more. The group has not officially disbanded but much like HARBING3R, they don’t do much together anymore. Signora and Columbina have moved onto a lot of solo jobs, Arlecchino has made her debut in a few romance movies and Sandrone has worked diligently on a fashion line, all pieces created by her alone. But of course, when they’re called back to perform together they do so happily, they’ve publicly stated over and over that they’re a very tight knit group

🔴☆YATO was a soloist with a sexy, mature theme. Bold leather outfits, smoky eye makeup, crazy hairdos (Taemin’s Lucifer hairstyle oh my god), platform shoes… he embodied the whole gen 2 aesthetic. Kamisato Ayato is a nepotism baby by definition, his parents were/are crazy rich with connections throughout the business and entertainment industry. When Ayato showed interest in being an idol, he was picked up by a company within a week with a contract, a big budget and lots of creative freedom. He didn’t write his own songs, in fact he later admitted to being unable to read music at all but he could sing, he could dance, he had the energy and he had his good looks lmao. His parents, the ones who encouraged him to pursue being and idol quickly came to regret it as Ayato sang about seducing women and thrusted his hips on stage in front of thousands of people. They believed he was tarnishing their family name by acting this way. They gave him an ultimatum: he either got to continue being an idol with no shot at taking over the family business OR he could retire and have a guaranteed 25% of the company when he turned 22. He performed for the last time on his 3rd anniversary of debuting, apologizing to his fans and crying on stage in front of them. After his parents unfortunate passing, he took over the company when he turned 28 and now manages his sister, ☆YAKA(we’ll discuss her shortly). A second gen idol and a fourth gen idol in the same house? Oh god….

🔴Dr. BAi, Baizhu, debuted shortly after Ayato. He catered to a similar audience since his long hair, pretty face and strong vocals drew people in. He even collaborated with Ayato more than once. Baizhu was well known for his ‘Love Doctor’ album which was raunchy, dark and seductive. (Think ‘Sorry, sorry’ and ‘Bonamana’ from Super Junior cause those songs have a fuckin beat dude) He got some backlash for it, saying he was overly sexualizing doctors but he didn’t care cause he was going to be a doctor before he debuted, he was in medical school!! Dr. BAi had a sizable, dedicated fanbase. They were very invested in his personal life which got to be a bit overwhelming for him. He has an issue with his lungs which gets in the way of dancing for long periods of time. After facing criticism for being a ‘lazy dancer’ and having people trying to visit him at the hospital during his treatments, he sadly left the idol spotlight. He took some time off but later returned to appear on talent shows as a judge. People praise him for his kind and constructive criticism instead of bashing contestants on the show. Baizhu adopted Qiqi and provides a comfortable, loving life for her and his beloved pet snake Changsheng (Changsheng has her own instagram she’s kinda a celebrity herself)

🔴elec2ro is a still active duo comprised of Ei and Yae. They’ve steadily released music since they’ve debuted and while their release schedule makes it so the wait is LONG between albums/singles, their music is worth the wait. Think of how IU’s ‘Lilac’ makes you feel like that song is fresh and feminine, it’s just nice to listen to. That’s what elec2ro is. Their music is just nice to listen to and lacks the insane usage of auto tune like the other groups from this era. Ei and Yae were college roommates and they wrote music together just for fun. They submitted auditions to a few companies just for the hell of it, they were bored and had nothing else to do. Little did they know, they’d have 3 companies trying to grab them up at once! Crazy how things like that work. They refuse to do any jobs without each other, no solo work and no ‘one of you sing with this group’. They’re a package deal!! Always have been and always will be. They’re very active with their fans, they’re always retweeting fan art and setting up meet and greets with their own money cause they just love to travel and meet fans. Yae is the more social one between the two and Ei is a bit more reserved. Fans always try to get Ei to laugh and when they succeed, the whole place will erupt with cheers as they see her smile and laugh!!! so sweet. They’re not making new albums currently but they still release a solo song now an then, make plenty of appearances and interact frequently with fans online and in person

[dayeongi]

IDOLS AU more song ideas pt 2

Ino - Bubble Pop by HyunA, any chungha songs

Entire girl group in their beginnings - any KARA songs, Time for the Moon Night, Navillera, Rough, Fingertip and Mago by Gfriend (Mago marks the shift in concept), Good night by Dreamcatcher, RUN2U by STAYC, expectation by Girl's day, Demonstrate (rap version) - Rania,

Entire boy group - Shangri-La by VIXX, Forever by EXO, Catch Me by TVXQ!, FIRETRUCK by NCT 127, Perfect man by SHINHWA, YAYAYA, ROCK by Stray kids,

Entire girl group - miniskirt by AOA, Moon, HANN by G-Idle, Trap by Dreamcatcher, up and down by EXID, bang by Afterschool, Bad Boy, and RBB by Red Velvet, adios by everglow, Sixth sense, kill bill by Brown eyed girls

Gaara - Inspiration by Jonghyun, other soulful piano songs by Jonghyun

Ino, Sakura, Karui and Temari - I Like That by SISTAR, Psycho by Red Velvet

Tenten feat kanks - Dally by Hyolyn

Temari, Karui, Ino and Tenten - Good to you Gotta be you by 2NE1

Naruto - Coup d'état by Gdragon

Sasuke - Please don't by K Will (iconic)

Sakura - any Jeon Somi solo songs

Karui - woman and kiss my lips by BoA (not bank of America I mean The actual BOA)

Neji & Sakura - Heart Stop by Taemin & Seulgi

Karui - NO ONE by LeeHi

Kankuro & Gaara - SEXY NUKIM

Temari - GUCCI by Jessi

Temari & Karui - Physical by dual Lipa feat Hwasa

Naruto & Hinata - Missing you by G dragon feat Kim Yuna