#wc baldi

[the-artist5917]

I have no idea.

Last night instead of sleeping like a normal functioning human being, I started reading fanfiction like I always do. Now, fanfiction on wattpad is a different breed of books. All of the misspellings, the ways things are worded, the plot, everything.

I sometimes forget that the books on that platform are created by children, and not actual authors who have years of experience. I was reading this book about Wally running this factory. I have no idea why it exists, or what it does, and I found myself getting bored because I had no idea what was happening most of the time. I stopped halfway through because of it.

I sometimes remind myself during random times of the week that I was writing my own book on the platform. It's of course not any kind of masterpiece, but I remember starting it because I wanted more good and long Baldi x Principal books out there. (This isn't an add, if you somehow find the book I'm talking about please refrain from reading I beg of you)

Anyway, I couldn't tell you why I keep stopping the plot and forgetting about it. It's not boredom or anything, I definitely have loads of time to write new chapters and stuff. I did continue work on it last night and ended up staying up past the next day.

I don't know why I even wrote this post lmao. I guess I just wanted my thoughts out there. Anywho, sorry for the inactivity I've been working on this big project. I'll be back with some pride drawings i did and a story like I did last year :)

[mashedbootatoes]

Wow it's been a hot minute (a few days)

[maiteo]

Was just about to mention Matheus why is he not getting minutes I don’t get it :/

no idea…this game would’ve been a good way to play him and see what he can do w the opportunity…same with gonçalo ramos. hope he comes on at half and not too late

[yasministration]

Imma just fix up my request here- congrats on 3k btw!!!

so since i saw the req were open for the celebration, i thought id request according to that; I'd like a winter with quotes "i'm saying this because i care about you" and "i just want you to be happy" and the blurb (?) like a ploy marauders x reader (but its like that time b4 the war and so pete is like contemplating joining the dark side and they're all worried and trying to get him to rethink?)

it could be based on "Devil doesn't bargain" by alec benjamin(?) Like they're all trying to keep him from joining Voldy-baldy, and it's all angsty but fluffy. You can choose a happy or tragedic ending :) Hope it's okay, thank you and have a good day!

When the war is over - poly!marauders

ʀᴀɪɴʏᴅᴀʏᴀᴛʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛꜱ' 3ᴋ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ! summary: with the war escalating, everyone is rethinking their values, and it seems like yours don't match with one of the people closest to your heart. wc: 1666 (speak of the devil) forgot to post this yesterday but oh well

The silence between you and the other marauders was deafening, the underground wizard news channel on the muggle radio finally cutting off. The only sounds you could hear were the boys’ breathing, particularly Peter’s racing breath. He was going to have a panic attack. You stood up, quietly moving across the room to sit next to the anxious boy. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pressing a kiss to his forehead as you whispered soothing words to him. The words on the radio hadn’t soothed anyone, only adding onto the increasing stress in regard to the situation.

“What if he kills my parents?” Peter finally spoke, causing the other three boys’ heads to perk up. “Pete, your parents are safe.” “But if he finds out I’m in the order he’ll kill them, he’ll-” You brought Peter closer to you, and he dug his face in the crook of your neck as he broke into heartbreaking sobs. Worriedly, you looked over to the three other boys sitting in James’s childhood bedroom. What was Peter insinuating? James held his head in his hands and he was crouched over, thinking deeply. Remus and Sirius were cuddled up together, returning your gaze. Remus shrugged, his arms visibly tightening around Sirius’s body.

“James, are you alright love?” James lifted his head from where he was resting it, allowing you a view of his teary waterline. You gestured for him to come to you with a nod of your head, and the boy abided, taking long steps before slumping next to you on the couch. You put one hand on James’s thigh, leaning over to press a kiss on his cheek and the boy sniffled as his eyes betrayed him, a tear running down the length of his soft cheek. You lifted your hand off James’s thigh, outstretching that arm so he could fill the space in front of it, comforted by the warmth you had to offer.

Suddenly, Peter pushed away from your chest, standing abruptly to begin pacing. “If he finds out I’m in the order, he won’t just kill my parents, he’ll kill everyone I love.” Peter repeated, his tone now factual and determined. He halted his step, turning to look straight at you. “Pete…” “Just listen to me. I’m saying this because I care about you. If I was on his side, he’d leave all of you alone. My parents, you, the boys.” James lifted his head from where it was hidden, his face now red and wet from his silent crying. “So you’re going to betray everything we stand for so he ‘doesn’t kill us!? “ James yelled angrily, tears still streaming down his face. “If only it were that easy Pete! If everyone was so focused on not getting killed rather than doing the right thing, no one would be on the order’s side!” You put a hand on James’s bicep, quietly muttering his name as Peter replied with “Well I’m sorry not everyone is fucking suicidal!”

Remus stood up from the bed, alert now that things were escalating. “I think we’re all just a little bit tense. Let’s not make any impulsive decisions.” Remus’s words didn’t get a response from anyone, so you gestured for him to sit down with James whilst you stood up, taking careful steps towards Peter. You slid both your hands into his, looking deeply into his eyes. “Pete, my love. I just want you to be happy. We all just want you to be happy. But before we can all live happily ever after, we need to fight this. If you join his side, no matter what, things are going to end badly for you. Voldemort doesn’t believe in loyalty. If you make a single mistake, he’ll kill you.”

Peter brought you into a tight hug, his face hidden in the crook of your neck. “I don’t want to die.” He whispered to you, and the despair in his voice brought tears to your eyes, blurring your vision. You raised a hand, snaking it in Peter’s hair and you mumble “I don’t want to die either, Pete.” You made eye contact with Sirius across the room, who looked ready to pounce on Pete if he made the wrong decision. “But… But I have to stand for what I believe in. And if that means I die in war, then I’ll die with honour.” “Don’t say that.” Sirius cut in, standing up suddenly. “We’re going to fight in this war, but no one is going to fucking die. Voldemort will only get weaker from here. His troops are already fleeing because they don’t trust him.”

His gaze was locked on Peter, and despite the other boy having his back turned towards him, Sirius directed every single word to him. “How are you going to join a man to ‘stay safe’ when his own soldiers are hiding away from him? If you think he’s going to keep you safe Pete, you’re wrong.” “Be nice!” You cried, feeling the tears dribble down your face. Sirius stepped towards you, bringing your face in his hands to wipe away at your tears. Sirius kissed you softly, mumbling an apology against your lips. But it was aimed towards you, not the boy in your arms.

“She’s right.” Remus spoke again. He was holding James just like you were holding Peter. “We need to be nice. Look how we’ve already upset each other so much! We’re supposed to be a team, and if we can’t stand together during this time, then we don’t love each other as much as we thought we did.” You nodded, unwrapping Peter from your hold to sit down on James’s bed, fiddling with the sleeves of your jumper. “We’re all feeling a lot of emotions,” You started, watching as Sirius sat down next to you. “I think we should just try to sleep things off tonight and speak like adults tomorrow.”

Sirius pressed a kiss on your forehead, and you leaned into his touch, wrapping both your arms around his waist in a loose hug. “I agree.” He said, and the two boys who sat across from you echoed his same words. Your eyes glimmered with new tears when you realised Peter hadn’t answered. “Pete?” The boy nodded, but he made no move to sit down with anyone. James stood up silently, opening the sofa-bed he and Remus were sat on so that everyone had space to sleep.

Sirius climbed onto the sofa-bed with Remus, and James joined you on the bed, leaving the blankets off so you could cuddle next to him before he threw them back over your figure. “I’ll join you guys in a bit.” Peter spoke, walking out of the door, for what you assumed was taking a breath of fresh air.

But when you woke up the next morning, there was a letter on your side of the bed. You yawned tiredly, looking around the room to find three out of the four boys in the room. You blinked away the tiredness, swallowing thickly when you finally spotted the letter on the bedside table.

“I’m doing this because I care about you, and love you more than anything else in the world. I won’t let him kill you, or any of the boys. I’ll make sure of that.

I’ll find you when the war is over, but for now, I have too many people I need to keep safe. I left you my blue jumper you like to borrow. Please wear it.

All my love,

Peter”

You didn’t realise you were crying until a loud sob escaped your chest, and Remus jolted awake, his big movements waking Sirius up in the process. You felt as though you couldn’t breathe, bringing a closed fist up to aggressively wipe away at your tears. Remus was in front of you in an instant, asking if you were okay and pulling you into a hug, but Sirius was the one to take notice of the piece of parchment in your hand. “Fuck!” Sirius yelled, scanning through the words quickly. James stirred slowly, arms closing around the empty space you previously laid in. Realising your absence, James cracked his eyes open, adjusting to the scene in front of him.

At the sight of the three of you piled on one side of the bed, James straightened up, a list of questions on the tip of his tongue. The letter answered each and every single one. “The traitor.” James muttered disappointedly, a hand coming up to soothingly caress your back. Remus shot him a warning look, glancing down at your sobbing figure in his arms. “He better never show his face or I’m going to fucking kill him.” “Sirius, don’t say that!” You cried, pushing Remus away from you and standing up, pacing around the room. “He thinks he’s - he’s fucking saving us.” You spotted the blue jumper he wrote about in his letter and grabbed it, staring at it with resentment. You sped towards James’s window, tossing the sweater out before you cried “I hate him! I fucking - I hate him!” The three boys watched you with teary eyes as you cried over Peter, holding you tightly in their arms until you finally decided you were done grieving.

In a few hours, he was dead to you. His betrayal, despite his good intentions, had gone against everything you stood for, so the next time you saw him on the battlefield, instead of running towards him when you spotted him, you flinched away from him, letting James step in front of you with his wand held up. Peter had looked betrayed, but he wasn’t the Peter you knew. There was no life in his eyes and he sported a terrifying dark mark on his arm. When you realised he wouldn’t harm you, you held James by the arm, tugging him away from your past so that you could find a way to survive this war and live into the future.

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[soprawrites]

Hey, hope your weekend's going well! I saw the prompt list and wondered if I could ask for campfire with our boi, the legend - Shinji 👁👁 fluff please! Platonic, if possible 🫶

🏕️🔥🪵 Campfire

Shinji Hirako x platonic!reader

WC: 500

CW: sfw, fluff, gn!reader

Notes: Thank you for requesting! My weekend went great, and I hope the rest of the week is the same for all of us! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) I did my best to keep it platonic. It was a fun challenge since I'm not used to writing Shinji like that! I hope you enjoy it. ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

A campfire crackles throughout the clearing, your main source of light as the midnight hues of the night sky emerge. You sit on a log, leaves crunching underneath your shoes as you dig them into the dirt below. Heat from the fire greets you, warming your skin against the crisp night air as the smoky scent of burning wood envelops your senses.

The swirling bright embers of the flame distract you as you stare into it, lost in thought as you try to come up with two truths and a lie for the game you’re playing with your defecto leader as you wait for the other Visoreds to return.

“Hm.. ok! I’ve got it.” You announce confidently, eyes darting over to Shinji, who had patiently been waiting for you.

He leans back in his seat across from you, an intrigued expression dancing on his features with the flickering light of the flames. “Alright, lay it on me!”

“I’ve gone on Lisa's behalf to an adult store to buy stuff for her.” You watch as Shinji shakes his head; he knows that one was true, as Lisa's forced him to do the same before. Ok, so you’re starting off easy.

“I broke Hiyori’s hair clips once by accident.” This time, a contemplative expression crosses his face as he thinks it over. Still, before he can come to a conclusion, you continue. “And I thought my former captain was a weirdo when I first joined Squad 5.” You finish, shooting said man a cheeky grin.

“Hey! Surely that's the lie. I thought he was pretty cool, ya know!”

A loud laugh escapes you at his comically irritated expression. “Nope, that one’s true!”

He grumbles, rolling his eyes at you. “Whatever… wait!”

You raise a brow at his wide-eyed expression, waiting for him to continue.

“Yer the one who broke Hiyori’s hairclip?” The incredulous tone in his voice has you looking away awkwardly. “She blamed it on me!”

“It was an accident, and I panicked! And then I ended up keeping quiet about it… I’m sorry.” You bow your head in shame, feeling a little guilty.

In the distance, you can hear the others' voices as they get closer to your campsite. You exchange a look with Shinji and see the gears moving in his head as his sharp eyes squint at you.

Oh no.

“This is our secret now!” You say quickly in a hushed voice, standing up to ready yourself to greet the others. “Besides, if you say it, she wouldn't believe you.”

“Wha-!” Shinji gasps, but before he can get any more words out, the devil you speak of calls out to him.

“Oi, baldy! Here’s your stupid old man drink!” Hiyori chucks a bottle at him, narrowly missing the campfire and hitting him in the shin.

Shinji groans, watching as you exchange one final secretive glance with him before chatting animatedly with Hiyori and whisking her off to your side to make sure your secret is safe.

Now it's Shinji's turn to stare into the open flames before him, wondering how he even ended up in this situation in the first place.

Anyone wanna take a wild guess at what Hiyori considers an "old man" drink? 😆 Thank you for reading!

[wolfcake101]

dr. reflex maxxing GO

uhhh funny doodles under the cut featuring baldi's basics ms wc

[sirwow]

Please give us a big page of enemies you are making or made please, you can take a s long as you'd like, I would just like to see more enemies. They're one of my favourite parts of the Pikmin series

-Dweevil Anon

(I'd also like an explanation on the mechanics of the Glow Dweevil if possible)

Well im a bit slow on the enemy side but heres all the ones iv made so far that i can remember

Normal Enemies

Bosses

Now then ill do you one better on describing just the glow dweevil, Ill do all of them! Splatter Leaf - Lives in water and is neutralish to pikmin, carries things across the water but too much weight will cause it to sink and try to drown its prey. Gloomshrom - Puffshroom but gloom, lower hp but faster then the other two. Crylwie (pronounced crawly) - Burns pikmin by shining light through its crystal back. Can only be killed by Rock pikmin and bomb rocks. Strike Bulborb - Small but fast. Its eyes can pop up much higher to see any pikmin or captains hiding. Stalkmin - Eats Strike Bulborbs and Captains. Doesnt attack other pikmin unless directly attacked by them. Egfrid - Moss but smaller and way more annoying, wont steal pikmin but will throw them around like a toy if it sees them. Orblets - Pretty useless, baby forms of the Man-at-Legs, Baldy long legs and Groovy long legs. Wobble around and stick in groups to try and swarm food to force it to stay still. Spotlight - A glowmin purely made to shine light in the dark and spy. Alerts other glowmin and enemies to a captain's location if they spot them (these are WC pt 2 only) Glow Dweevil - aka Gloom Dweevil. Attacking it when it has no object on its head is a terrible idea as the goo on top will kill pikmin near instantly. Doesn't really try to shake pikmin off if it does have an object on its head as half its brain is kinda melted. Leafling Yorke and Glow President - Enemy Captains that show up repeatedly, pretty self explanatory. Glass Wraith - Fluid thanks to being mostly molten, It will burn and suffocate pikmin. Despite this, generally tries to run away from any danger. It just wants to work on its garden in peace. Ashen Wraith - The exact opposite of Glass. Will chase down Captains relentlessly and anything in its wake will sink into its ash skin, being absorbed. Back core can be dug out to stop it for a time. Dweevil of Madness - Louie possessed by the Mother Wraith. Using his memories it pulls the most nightmarish one (Titan Dweevil) and recreates it with a few goopy changes. Only way to stop it is to pull Louie out. Mother Wraith Heart/Core - The center of the MW that causes intense delusions and mimics harsh events that have happened to the afflicted. Can't really fight on its own merits without any host to draw mind from. Spotlight Snagret - A mix of a peacock and a cobra. Shines the bright lights of Treasure Tunnel off of its colorful feathers and makes pikmin that don't correspond with the current color freeze up. Can also strike fear with mimicry. Tsunami Wraith - Water Wraith but. BIG. Smashes into the floor with its now tiny pillars and rushes at creatures in a literal wave. The only Water Wraith with a core. Harbinger - Its Harbinger. I can't really explain him without 3 paragraphs

phew and thats all of em. Apologies for being so long winded but thank you for the ask

[cupheart-land-of-aviie]

Any luck getting your phone to work, Jenna??

I'm gonna need to make a type face for thos language that works in Ibis Paint x bc I do not wanna write it out each time lol-

Characters avaliable to ask

Jeremy Heere, Micheal Mell, Christine Canigula, Brooke Lohst, Chole Valentine, Jenna Roland, Jake Dillenger, Rich Goranski, Evan Hansen, Connor Murphy, Zoe Murphy, Alana Beck, Jared Klienman, Baldi, Principal of the Thing, Gotta Sweep, Null, Playtime, Bully, Arts and Crafters, 1st Prize, Beans, Cuphead, Mugman, Bendy, Sally Face, Larry Johnson, Blanc Slatee, The Squip.

Asks are currently being answered, please be patient with me!

Text Write up:

Askly (provided by Anons): Any luck getting your phone to work Jenna?

What's up with those characters! The ones on the sign?

Aight I'm curious about the phone app! What's that about??

Jenna: Oh yeah, I got it working! Even worked my way through that account creation screen!...I think that app from earlier's a Twitter like thing...I'm definitely seeing memes. I'm not liking the light mode though.

Text on screen, Askly POV: Translation in Progress...Translation Complete.

App Text: I hope the WC ppl will want me bc I am desperate

WORLD COLLISON

#WorldCollision

Askly, Screen: Printing...

Jenna, off screen: Egh, that doesn't look comfortable...What the- HOW DID YOU DO THAT?!

[thirtecnth]

(John Krasinski) THE FOOL. Please welcome ARCHIBALD "ART" MCVRIES (HE/HIM) to Huntsville, WV. They are a 45-year-old VISITOR who lives in TOWN. You may see them around working as a Theatre Director. Poor unfortunate soul. We’ll see if they survive.

( *tw - homophobia, mental illness, suicide)

GENERAL

FULL NAME: Archibald Jameson McVries NICKNAMES: Art, Archie, Arch, McVries, Bald (don't), Baldie (bigger don't) AGE: 44 years old DATE OF BIRTH: March 7th SEXUALITY: Disaster Bisexual STATUS: TBD

APPEARANCE

HEIGHT: 6′ 4″ HAIR: Brown EYE COLOR: Blue

BACKGROUND

HOMETOWN: Los Angeles, California INCOME STATUS: High Class FATHER: Peter McVries (deceased) MOTHER: Jan McVries (deceased) SIBLINGS: Evelyn McVries (younger), 3 sisters (WC) SIGNIFICANT OTHER: WC (Girlfriend) HOBBIES: Blogging, Video Games, Movies, Trivia, Anything Occult, True Crime

TRAITS

[+] Comedic, Loyal, Upbeat [-] Loud, Reckless, Unserious

STORY POINTS

Art's parents met on a movie set in Hollywood. She was the director's daughter and he was the lead-- it was a match made in Heaven.

Together, they had four girls and one boy... Art was both the middle child and the successor in his father's eyes.

Though, for the most part, Art was raised by wonderful women. They put makeup on him, dressed him up, and played pretend. When his father was in the room, he pretended not to like it, but truthfully-- he never really minded at all.

In fact, he thought it would be kinda fun to attract both girls and boys. He liked the idea of it more than he would ever tell anyone.

Time went by and when the limelight got to be a little too much for the family, Art's father moved them all to his hometown of Oxfordshire. The last thing he wanted was for his family to be corrupted by the sights of flashing cameras and screaming fans... Especially with the feminine way his son had been acting.

At the age of 9, he enrolled Art in an expensive private school and he was a miserable new kid. Though it wasn't all bad for long, eventually he met Edgar Wayne, who quickly became his best and only friend.

He faced it, he knew he was a bit of an annoyance, but it was nice that someone cared about him beyond his sisters.

Still, that didn't mean the feelings he had went away completely. Especially finding out eventually that Edgar had similar feelings to his.

By that time, he was 13, stuck in a Summer Camp for jokester behavior in class, and dying of boredom... They ended up sharing a first kiss and it was a done deal for him. He definitely liked men.

Fast forward to the end of Summer and his father took his best friend away too. He gained a lead role in a major production and the family moved right back to Los Angeles. This time, it would be where most of them stayed as his father's popularity grew.

It was also there that his Mother eventually caught his Father in an affair with one of his costars. Her mental health suffered greatly after that point, and while Art tried his best to support her, he was also the one to find her when she took her life. It broke him. He was incredibly close with all the women in his life, but especially his Mother. Art was never truly the same.

He fell further into his jokester/comedy side for his sisters after that point. He tried to make them laugh, tried to keep them away from the sadness. Due to this, he grieved in silence. No one would see him sad.

In his grief, he also picked up small signs that his mother was still around... Candles that would blow out, things that would go missing, noises in the night.

He began recording his experiences for YouTube and then in all sorts of abandoned places too-- it quickly turned into a phenomenon with the help of his Father's connections. (He had to beg and eventually go to college at least for a Fine Arts degree, but hey! The money talked). He was a real-life paranormal investigator with a successful show of his very own.

Art never had to officially come out to his father by the time he passed away. It was easy to just hide in the shade of having a wife by that point... Sure, his marriage was unsteady and he was unhappy, but at least the older man would die half proud of his son. He'd take half.

Eventually, the rumors about Huntsville were strong and when the time came that he was ready to explore it, Art had been two years divorced and had a new (sort of) girlfriend who had been putting up with him. She decided to stay behind and he left on his way there. It would be a dream to get any evidence of that ghost town and whatever was going on with it. Little did he know what he was going to get himself into.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

1. Camera Team: They were probably with him before he ran off to scope things out in the town. When he never returned, they probably went in after him. They might be pretty pissed about this or hey, just as confused as he is.

2. His Sisters: He's incredibly close with all of them, it definitely wouldn't be surprising if one or many of them went looking for him and winded up stuck too.

3. His Ex-Wife: They're divorced, but hey, she could still care about him. Or maybe the feelings are still there after all. Who knows in this crazy new world.

4. Fake Girlfriend: It was a PR stunt and he thought it was a bad one but the world went crazy over them together. It seemed all fake… Maybe it wasn’t?

5. Fans: He has a couple emmys and a pretty famous ghost hunting show in the states. It's possible that someone would have seen it. Especially if they had been watching it when it was on Youtube. It's been around since before the storm.

…More to come, I’m sure!

[baldi-pressed]

[the-artist5917]

extremely off topic and has nothing to do with Baldi's basics but-

I'm listening to the broken code again in an attempt to find what my favorite wc ark is. I thought it was the fourth series at first but then I realized how bad it actually was (sorry OOTS fans)

I just finished Vail of Shadows and now I'm listening to Darkness Within, and while Shadowsight was recaping what he did in the dark forest, he said he remembered seeing Ashfur's ghost come from Bramblestar's body. But that doesn't make sense because he saw Ashfur when he was still recovering from being thrown off a cliff as a ghost himself. I hope I'm not going insane please someone help me 😭😭

[camellia-salazar]

Happy Halloween! Here are some Halloween doodles!!

I've drawn this much earlier but couldn't decide on when to post it. I wish I could've animate the spooky month dance but I felt like I had no time.

Sorry I post it a bit too late but I've got it close at least. Also it's weird how I had no idea what to draw for Halloween but as soon as the day came I had ideas. Probably because it was better to come up with stuff for paper doodles rather than digital art.

Wish I could add tf2 and dhmis into this but I panicked and doodled whatever came to mind at the time.

Happy (late) Halloween! 🎃💀🦴

[maiteo]

idk why but i feel like the usmnt can go far? maybe they'll surprise everyone👀

hmm…I meannnn no other team has a weston..or a weah… or anyone that’s from new jersey…. so you may be onto something🤭

[whoamikiding15]

Official statement from fifa, tomorrow is cancelled we'll see you bitches in 2026

Official statement from fifa, no matter who wins the 3rd place match, both teams win medals. yes it's true i was there

[kwanisms]

Kinkuary 01 Yunho — Size kink // praise

➥ big d!ck bf!Yunho × tiny girlfriend!Reader summary: Yunho is big and strong and likes to play rough and manhandle his tiny girlfriend. wc: 4.2k (whew! Half of that is smut 🥴) warnings: afab reader, adult dialogue, sexual content (minors dni!): oral (f receiving), fingering (she's gonna need it to take his monster c•ck), unprotected sex (use protection! Yunho and MC use the pull out method), praise (good girl, you're doing so well, etc), size kink (so reader is noticeably smaller than Yunho and he comments on it), Yunho cums on the readers stomach and licks it clean so cum eating ig, slight strength kink, some manhandling, reader loves Yunho's hands, monster c•ck Yunho, and I think that's all. pls let me know if I missed anything Permanent taglist: @yoonguurt @candidupped Kinkuary full taglist: @baldi-2 @wonderfulshinee @lacie220900 @sup-dallyboy Ateez taglist: @2hodefender @babyhailey819 @foxylilbitch MINORS WILL BE BLACKLISTED & BLOCKED. Join the taglist!

a/n: this is a bit self indulgent as I am tiny compared to yunho and I want him to manhandle me and use his size and strength against me. This is also for @yoonguurt and my fellow size kink enthusiasts. As always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. banner made by me. I do not allow reposts or translations of my works. All my works are ©️ kwanisms.

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Your favorite thing about Yunho was how big he was compared to you. He was so tall, just over 6 feet tall, with broad shoulders and large hands. He easily towered over you.

Yunho's favorite thing about you was how tiny you were next to him. He loved it when you wore his shirts as they fit you like dresses, the hem coming down to the middle of your thighs. You looked so small and cute in his clothes.

Your second favorite thing about Yunho was that he was strong. Strong enough to lift you easily, throw you over his shoulder or just lift you onto the kitchen counter.

He also liked to throw you onto the bed. And you loved it when he did that.

Flipping through the channels of the TV proved fruitless as you found nothing decent or interesting to watch so you decided to put the TV on the channel where Music Bank was being broadcasted and settled into the cushions to eat your dinner and hopefully catch a glance of your massive boyfriend.

It didn't take long for ATEEZ to show up on stage, performing their newest title track. You watched Yunho as much as the cameramen allowed, smiling as he performed.

He was an incredible dancer, something you'd always admired about him. The way he moved and how easily the music seemed to flow through him was mesmerizing. You loved every second of it.

Of course, in watching him dance, the way his body moved always got your insides burning as your imagination tended to run wild.

You scarfed down the rest of your lasagna and watched the rest of their stage with rapt attention. Your eyes followed Yunho across the stage as the song continued. Although the camera would focus on the other members, you could only see your boyfriend.

It was during one part of the performance when the choreography had them hip thrust that your mind was made up. He'd unintentionally created this problem (the problem being in your panties) and when he came home, he'd fix it.

ATEEZ finished their performance to tumultuous applause and cheers which you unashamedly added to in the comfort of your own home. and the show slowly came to an end, you checked the time and hoped Yunho would be home soon.

Deciding to distract yourself, you chose to clean up, do the dishes, wipe down the counters, anything you could do to pass the time until your boyfriend came home.

You tried not to look at the time, hoping if you ignored it, time would move just a little faster.

You knew after music shows, the guys would head back to the KQ building, clean up, probably grab some food and relax for a while. Yunho was nothing if not consistent when it came to these little rituals and no more than three hours after the show ended, he sent you a text.

Puppy Hubby ♥️💕: hey angel. We just got done eating. Have you eaten? I'll bring you something if you haven't. I'm about to leave so I'll be there soon. I love you ♥️

You quickly finished what you were working on and ran to your shared bedroom to put your plan into action. You rushed around, throwing off your plain pajamas in favor of something more… alluring.

You pulled off your white cotton panties and searched through your drawer for a pair you knew Yunho would love and slid those on.

Snatching one of Yunho's tees, you pulled it on over your head and let it fall to your thighs before slipping on some of your favorite thigh highs and heading back out into the living room to wait for Yunho.

You sat on the couch, jumping at every sound, your heart pounding over the sound of the clock on the wall ticking each second as it slipped by.

Finally you heard the sound of beeping at the door and quickly scrambled, grabbing the remote and turning the TV on before Yunho had a chance to open the door. A commercial for fried chicken played on the screen as Yunho finally managed to open the door and stumble in. You glanced over and saw he was carrying a huge black duffel bag and a small black plastic bag.

He leaned against the door to shut it as he struggled to pull his trainers off before finally letting the duffel bag drop to the ground and untying his laces.

With one shoe off, he stood up, leaning his back against the wall, his eyes found yours and he immediately perked up, a smile spreading across his face.

"Baby!" he said as he tore off his other shoe, grabbed the duffel bag and hurried over to the couch, dropping the bag at the end of the sofa and sitting beside you, setting the plastic bag on the coffee table before he engulfed you in his warm embrace.

"I didn't think you were still up," he said breathlessly as he hugged you tightly, peering kisses all over your face, making you giggle. You smiled as he pulled back and quickly stood to unzip his coat and moved to put it away, tripping over the duffle bag.

You hid a laugh as he cursed and kicked the bag before returning to your side. His eyes fell onto what you were wearing and you could have sworn you saw his eyes darken momentarily before he plopped down next to you, resting his arm on the couch behind you.

"I wasn't sure if you'd eaten, so I brought you something," he said, gesturing to the plastic bag. You smiled, turning to look at him.

"You're always so thoughtful," you replied, getting to your feet and grabbing the bag. You took it to the kitchen, not aware of the way his eyes followed your figure or the way he licked his lips at the sight of you in nothing but his shirt and some thigh highs.

As you came back to the sofa, your eyes roamed his body as well. He was wearing a plain black tee and some gray sweatpants. If you didn't know your boyfriend better, you'd think he was trying to seduce you because he knew you loved it when he wore sweatpants. Especially the gray ones.

You moved to sit beside him but Yunho was faster, grabbing you by the waist and forcing you to sit on his lap instead of the cushion.

You let out a tiny surprised "oh" as you fell onto him but immediately melted against him as his arms wrapped around your waist and buried his face into your chest.

"You must be exhausted," you murmured, stroking his hair and smiling as he relaxed into your touch. "Mhm," he mumbled, the sound rumbled from his chest and you continued to stroke his hair, massaging his scalp as only you could do for him.

The stylists usually did this to promote hair growth but no one could do it the way you did. Yunho often asked you to massage his scalp after he had his hair dyed because he loved the way your fingers worked against his scalp. He loved the way your nails dragged against his skin and the slight tugs you gave him that almost had him groaning at the feeling.

It was no secret between the two of you Yunho loved to be rough and manhandle you but he liked it when you were rough back. He loved it when you pulled his hair and bit him as he fucked you senseless.

You could feel him start to grow hard under you as you massaged his scalp, tugging on his hair and raking your nails over his skin.

Yunho shifted you so you were straddling his lap, his face now pressed into your neck as you continued to massage him.

You tried to act innocent and like his hands sliding over your body wasn't affecting you but you'd be lying if you said you weren’t completely soaking your panties as his large hands grabbed your ass and slid down to caress your thighs.

You let out a sigh as you felt Yunho's mouth move against the skin of your throat, kissing, nipping, and licking. You tilted your head to the side, giving him more to explore as your hands continued to tug his hair. Yunho finally let out a groan, his hips bucking up into you and grinding his hard cock against your wet panties.

"Mm, fuck," you moaned, moving your own hips to chase his and grind down against him again.

You let out a gasp as Yunho’s hands grabbed your hips, guiding them to grind over his cock again. "You have no idea what you do to me, sweetheart, do you?" he asked, pushing you back slightly so he could look you in the eyes.

His own were dark, pupils blown and clouded with an animalistic desire to ruin you, his tiny girlfriend.

"I think I have some idea," you whispered, grinding down against him again and watching as his eyes fluttered shut, lips parting as a moan came out. His head fell back against the cushions as you continued to grind on him, the material of your panties sticking to you, pressing against your clit.

"Yunnie," you whimpered, sinking your teeth into your bottom lip as you chased your orgasm.

Yunho's hands stopped you, grabbing your waist and lifting you slightly. "Nuh-uh," he said, shaking his head. "Not like this."

Before you could answer, Yunho had stood, throwing you over his shoulder and started carrying you to your shared bedroom.

Once inside, he hastily deposited you on the bed and reached for his drawstring, fingers stilling as he looked down and then back up with a devilish smirk.

"You made quite the mess, baby," he said as he slowly untied the drawstring of his pants, watching you watch him through heavy lids.

"Spread your legs for me," he said, moving his hands to your knees and encouraging you to move.

You did so slowly, parting your thighs and showing him the absolutely soaked through cloth that adorned your aching core.

Yunho tutted, moving one hand down between your thighs and running his thumb over the wet fabric. "My sweet little angel is all wet," he said softly, switching to two fingers as he dragged them back up, sending a shiver up your spine.

"This can't be comfortable," he added, hooking a finger under the material and pulling it back slightly, exposing your wet slit to the cool air.

"Is it uncomfortable, baby?" he asked, his fingers barely brushing against your hole. You nodded silently, looking up at him with pleading eyes asking him to remove your panties.

"Then let's just get rid of them, yeah?" he asked, leaning over and towering over you as he stood beside where you lay on your back.

You nodded as his hands moved, starting at your knees and sliding up the tops of your thighs before moving them to the sides of your hips and hooking his fingers under the waistband of your panties.

He maintained eye contact as he slowly pulled the fabric down, pulling the wet crotch away from your heat and sliding them further down your thighs, still as slowly as possible and smearing your arousal down the inside of your thighs.

You had no idea exactly how wet you had gotten earlier but it was apparent now that you were drenched.

Once your panties had been removed and discarded, Yunho's hands were back on your knees, pushing your legs apart and pushing them back slightly to expose your core to him.

Your eyes watched as he tore his gaze from your face to look between your thighs and he bit his lip, holding back the urge to groan at the sight of your slick skin and tiny hole waiting to be filled.

"Goddamn, is this all for me, tiny girl?" he asked, glancing back up to meet your gaze. You nodded again. "Yes," you managed to squeak out. "It's all for you," you added.

Yunho's smirk returned as his hands slid up the inside of your thighs and stopped just before your sex. "Fuck, I can't wait to ruin this pretty little pussy," he muttered, drawing his bottom lip between his teeth. His words had your walls clenching around nothing, prompting you to wiggle your hips, begging for something.

"Please, Yunho," you whispered, looking up at him through your lashes. "Please touch me."

The sound Yunho let out sounded somewhere between a moan and a growl as he dropped to his knees beside the bed, pulling your hips to the edge of the mattress and started pressing slow, deliberate kisses along the inside of your thigh, moving closer and closer to your core only to pass over it and spread kisses along the inside of your other thigh.

You let out a whine, one hand moving to brush your boyfriend’s hair back before settling on his cheek, prompting him to look up at you from between your thighs.

The hungry look in his eyes had heat spreading throughout your body. You wanted nothing more than for him to dive in and abuse your clit with his tongue but you knew he was a man of patience and liked to take his time with you and that's exactly what he was going to do.

When he finally tore his gaze from your face, it was to press light, feathery kisses on either side of your sex before his tongue slipped between your lips, finding your clit and immediately swirling around it in slow, even circles.

His light touches from before paired with the teasing kisses to your thighs made your body sensitive to every lick and flick of his tongue against the sensitive nub, your thighs threatening to close on his head. Thankfully, Yunho was much stronger and kept your thighs in place while he continued toying and teasing your clit and slit.

Your fingers combed through Yunho’s hair as he looked up at you with a heavy lidded stare. His fingers toyed with your entrance before finally pushing one finger in slowly, making you hiss at the intrusion, legs spreading further for him. “That’s it baby,” he breathed. “Such a good girl for me.”

You mewled, words failing as his finger continued to pump in and out of you slowly, his tongue dragging over your clit again. “You gonna cum for me?” He asked softly, chuckling when you nodded with a whine.

“Fuck, angel, you’re doing so well,” he murmured, teasing your clit with the tip of his tongue before sucking on it. Your thighs shook, a small cry sounding from the back of your throat as he added a second finger, lightly scissoring them, preparing you to take his cock. He learned from past experience you needed a decent amount of prep before he could even get the head in.

The lewd sounds coming from between your thighs had your skin heating up, a blush blossoming over your cheeks with every squelch. “Yunhooo,” you whined, drawing out his name.

You heard him chuckled, his hot breath fanning over your wet core. “You’re so wet for me, little one,” he muttered, fingers pistoning into you at a much quicker pace. “I can’t wait to split you open.”

A shiver ran down your spine at his words, walls gripping his fingers tightly as you imagined it was his huge cock instead. Yunho cursed under his breath, watching the way his fingers disappeared inside you.

“Think you can take another one?” He asked, looking up past your rising and falling chest as you struggled to breathe evenly. Without letting you answer, he added a third finger, hissing as your soaking cunt sucked him in, his tongue back on your clit as he continued to finger fuck your hole.

“Shit, ‘m gonna cum” you moaned, back arching as you felt the tension build in your lower abdomen, like a rubber band being pulled back until it snapped and you came with a whine, muttering your boyfriend’s name as your hips moved, riding out your high as it washed over you.

Yunho removed his fingers, more than willing to let you use his tongue, flattening it as you rode out the waves of your orgasm until your body shuddered and he pulled away, chin and lips coated in your arousal.

You blinked up at him as he climbed onto the bed, hovering over your small frame, dipping down to kiss you, his tongue slipping into your mouth and allowing you to taste yourself.

“Come here,” he purred, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you up easily, scooting you further back on the bed. “As much as I love seeing you in my clothes, little one, let’s take this off, shall we?” He said softly, fingers skimming your hips as he grabbed the fabric of the shirt you’d stolen.

You said up, allowing him to slip it off and drop it off the bed onto the floor. He’d clean up later.

You laid back against the sheets now completely bare as Yunho kneeled between your thighs, his large hands holding your waist and pulling you against him, pressing his hard on against you. You pouted, looking up at your large boyfriend who merely smiled at your pout.

“What’s wrong, little one?” he cooed, peering down at you as his hands moved, sliding up your body until he cupped your chest, thumb brushing over your hardened nipples. “You’re still wearing clothes,” you murmured, hands reaching out to brush against his stomach over the plain tee he wore.

He chuckled softly, moving his hand to take yours, marveling at the sheer difference in size.

He ducked his head down, turning your hand over in his and pressing a kiss to your palm. “Do you want me to take this off?” He asked, grabbing the hem of his shirt with his other hand, his smile widening as you nodded.

“Oh, alright, baby,” he cooed and released your hand, grabbing the back of his collar and pulling his shirt off easily, discarding it on the floor.

Your eyes roamed his body from his broad shoulders down his chest to his tummy where you could see the start of a trail of hair leading down past the waistband of his sweats. Your eyes raised back up to meet his gaze, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as a smirk formed on his lips.

“You like what you see?” He asked softly, leaning over, rolling his hips into yours, pressing his erection into your wet heat. You nodded, not trusting your voice to speak. “You wanna see more?” He whispered, lips ghosting over yours, chuckling when you moaned and nodded again.

He pulled back, settling back on his heels as he kneeled between your thighs. His hands moved to the waistband of his sweats, thumbs hooking under the material and pushing them down along with his boxers.

He moved slowly, maintaining eye contact as a way to tease you. You started to get impatient, moving to push your foot against his hip. “Baby~” you mewled. “Don’t tease.”

Yunho’s smirk spread and he pushed his pants down quickly, his cock springing free. You barely had time to look as he moved to discard his sweats and underwear but was back between your legs quickly.

You licked your lips as he hooked his arms under your knees, pulling your body flush with his before guiding his cock to lay against your stomach. “I know I ask this every time,” he said in a husky voice, looking down at his length resting against you, almost reaching your navel. “But you sure you can take all of this, angel?”

You glanced down at his cock, moving your hand to take it in your hand and making him hiss at the contact.

You could only give him a couple good strokes before he took your hand, grabbing both wrists in one hand and pinning them to the mattress. “Yes,” you squeaked. “I can take it.”

Your words paired with the way you looked up at him had his heart pounding, the animalistic urge to just ram his cock into you and fuck you until you went dumb came over him but he managed to resist.

This time.

Instead, he pulled back slightly, guiding the tip of his cock to your waiting slit. Your body shuddered as he rubbed against your folds, pressing against your clit lightly before he slowly started to sink into your cunt.

On instinct, you spread your legs wider to accommodate him as he leaned further over you.

Your lips parted as a moan slipped out, each inch he gave you stretching you out. It didn’t matter how many times you took his cock, it was always still a task to get the whole length inside you.

Yunho paused, hand still pinning your wrists above your head, the other hand moving to brace his weight so he wouldn’t crush you against the mattress. “Fuuuuuck,” he hissed, eyes fluttering shut as your walls squeezed him, enticing him in further. He had to take a few breaths, trying to regain his composure. His cock twitched, threatening to blow his load immediately.

It didn’t matter how many times he gave you his cock, you were still just as tight as the first time he fucked you.

“Yunnie, please,” you whimpered, hips rolling up to meet his, allowing him to slide in further. “Please, more.”

The way you looked under him, so small and already looking so fucked out, spurred him. He pressed further into you, sliding in with ease thanks to your earlier orgasm and his prep work.

It only took a few more moments until he was buried fully inside you. “Fuck me,” he groaned, cock twitching as you squeezed around him. His eyes dropped, falling onto the slight bulge just under your belly button.

“Would you look at that,” Yunho chuckled, moving his free hand to press down on it. You let out a moan, pussy clenching his length and drawing a moan from him. “Keep doing that and I won’t be able to hold back,” he hissed. You whimpered, thighs tightening around his hips. “Don’t hold back, Yunnie,” you cooed, raising your hips, trying to fuck yourself on him.

Yunho released your wrists, placing both hands on the mattress and pulling out slightly, only to thrust back into you, making you cry out as your body shifted up the sheets from the force.

Yunho chuckled darkly, his hands gripping your hips as he held you still, pulling back and thrusting into you again. “Oh, fuck,” you cursed, your own hands moving to grab his wrists.

“Keep going,” you moaned. “Don’t stop.”

Obliging your request, Yunho set a steady but heavy pace, thrusting sharply into you, each drag of his cock had you moaning, your grip on his wrists tightening as you tried to ground yourself.

“You’re taking me so well,” Yunho panted, eyes falling between your legs where he watched himself disappear inside your body repeatedly. “Oh fuck,” he moaned, eyes fluttering shut. “’m not gonna last,” he added, opening his eyes to look down at you.

“Cum for me, then,” you moaned but he shook his head. “Not until you’ve cum on this cock like a good girl,” he groaned, pulling your hips to meet his thrusts. One of your hands moved, grabbing a fistful of the sheets under you as you cried out.

“You cum for me first,” Yunho argued, increasing speed as he felt your cunt spasm around him. “That’s it. You’re doing so good, angel,” he continued, eyes shutting as he lost himself in the feeling. “Fuck! Be a good little girl and cum on my cock,” he growled, chasing his high as your orgasm crashed over you.

You let out a cry of his name, moans slipping out between curses as he helped you ride out your second orgasm.

“Fuuuuck,” Yunho hissed, feeling his own climax approaching. “Shit!”

You gasped as he pulled out of you, just in time to release all over your stomach, his hand gripping his cock as he squeezed every last drop out.

Looking down at the mess he created, Yunho couldn’t help but chuckle as he tried to regain control of his breathing. “S-sorry baby,” he stuttered. You glanced down at your stomach and back up at him. Your hands moved, reaching up for him. “S’okay,” you muttered sleepily.

Yunho laced his fingers with yours and brought each hand up, kissing the back of them before he released his grip. “I really made a mess,” he said, clicking his tongue disapprovingly at his own actions.

You opened your mouth to respond but gasped when he leaned over, dragging his tongue over your skin, lapping up his own essence. “Yunho!” You whispered, in awe of what he’d just done. He drew level with you, taking your cheeks in his hand and squeezed, forcing your mouth open.

His tongue entered your mouth, depositing his cum on your own tongue, turning into a sloppy kiss.

“That was so dirty!” you hissed when he pulled back. He smiled cheekily at you, giving you a shrug.

“Yeah, but you liked it, so… that makes you just as nasty as me, tiny girl.”

[the-nysh]

This might be a dumb question and I’m embarrassed to ask this but why doesn’t Saitama have any empathy/sympathy for Flashy flash? Why is he so adamant on cutting the latter out of his life?

In the wc, you mean? Cause to Saitama, Flash rudely barged into his life, making overbearing demands he train and fix his 'sloppy' behavior, referring to him as 'caped baldy' (which Saitama doesn't like) while already arrogantly calling himself his master (even Genos took offense to that). So it's not about Flash's backstory deserving of his sympathy or anything, it's how Flash treats him and disrespectfully orders him around in his own home, that makes Saitama feel put off and uncomfortable. (He felt the same way when Sweet Mask ordered his drink for him without asking: how rude.) And for all Saitama knows, he misunderstands and thinks Flash insists on doing all that because he accidentally broke his sword, with a debt to pay back to him. Which otherwise Saitama considers quite the annoying nuisance and wants to clear that up immediately to cut him out of his life asap. (But all this will likely change in the manga.) But the sword was never the real reason for Flash's persistence, so Saitama thinking he's already 'free' for resolving things between them unfortunately won't actually stop Flash's behavior. :’D