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mixmediachild · 6 months

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Team ghost 👻

#my art #splatfest 2023 #splatfest #splatoon 3 #team ghost

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mixmediachild · 6 months

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It's my 6 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

#6 year tumblrversary #tumblr milestone

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mixmediachild · 8 months

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Part One

Panty Snatcher Part Two Wally Gaslights You

Stalker/Gaslighting

Word Count: 978

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Smoke flowed out in airy waves from the open doorway. You could feel the thick cloud swirling around your exposed calves. Wally's room had changed from the last you saw of it. New paintings were hung up on the walls, each one full of unblinking eyes that shifted in the eerie shading of blacklight.

One in particular drew your attention. The canvas was large and at first looked to be covered in random splotches of paint. The closer you moved the more the random lines pieced together. It was a face left expressionless save for two large eyes glaring down at you. The head was propped up on the intertwined fingers of delicate hands. Under the gentle strobing green light and still blacklight it looked alive and seemed to be staring directly at you.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

You were startled by the person you were meant to confront, "Where are my- my clothes?"

Despite the little smile on his mauve lips he looked offended by your presence, "Feel free to check around, neighbor."

Wally sat at his desk with his head propped on his palm. His leg was crossed one over the other. Wally was watching you. Most of the smoke had cleared from the room. The lack of oxygen and layered lighting was causing you a headache. His eyes never faltered as you turned away from him. The blinds were pulled to the side and the window was ripped open. The summer breeze rushed in still thick with the scent of wet dirt.

"This kind of weather ruins my work," He complained, but didn't rise to stop you, "At least, if I had an incomplete project out."

Wally's eyes were on your legs as you stuck your top half out the window. His free hand gripped his ankle. Your fingers wrapped around the grate of the fire escape. The leftover rain was cold from the night air. Chipped paint dug against your flesh as you breathed in lungfuls of fresh air. Once your mind had calmed you slipped back inside.

You didn't look at him as you moved towards his bed shoved between his desk and the second window. It was meticulously made with sheets folded just so and pillows arranged against the headboard. It almost pained you to rip the pillows from their place, but it had to be done. For your sanity and for your missing panties. When nothing was found beneath the pillows you pulled away the blanket letting it drop to the floor.

Next you lifted the mattress, finding only a diary underneath, "My most private of private things."

The mattress dropped back atop the steel frame. Save for his closet, vanity, and desk there wasn't much else to look at. You picked the vanity next. As you looked over the rather expensive collection of eyeshadow, foundation, mascara, and any other necessary tools Wally kept neatly packed away, the seeds of uncertainty sprouted. You hesitated.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Asked politely, but the hint of en edge grated against you prickling the hair on the back of your neck.

With a sigh you turned around, arms crossed in front of you, "No."

"I wouldn't steal your things, Y/N," The edge had left his voice, "I am worried about you."

"Another pair went missing while I was in the shower. I just- I thought-,"

As sweet as candy he replied, "You thought I took it?"

You nod unable to conjure the words needed to explain your stress.

"And you trashed my bed for that reason?" He asked.

You nod.

He laughed, waving it off, "At least you didn't destroy my makeup. That is an expensive collection."

"I'm sorry, Wally." You finally say. Anything else died in your throat, choking you up. You bent down to pick up his ruined blanket.

"Y/N you're fine! You might just be paranoid with Sally's list and all." Wally trailed off.

A little quieter, "Were you.. wearing any today?"

"I'm not really sure anymore," It was hard to admit, "I stopped wearing any as of late. It feels easier not to."

"Do you still want those boxers I offered?"

"Uh, yeah," It felt rude to reject his offer after accusing him of something as dirty as panty snatching, "I'll take them."

Wally brightened at this. Standing up from his seat he moved to the closet opening one of the sliding doors. You peeked at all the clothes carefully folded away on the shelves. You took a few steps forward trying to get a better look. The screen of his computer illuminated your face. Your eyes were drawn to the large curved screen.

On it a website with a dark color scheme was left open. Scanning the words you figured it had to do with some art techniques you had no hope of understanding. Your eyes moved to the several tabs at the top of the browser. Each one was shortened, but you recognized the beginnings of a username. Your brows furrowed as you stepped closer.

Wally stepped in front of you holding the pack of boxers to your face. The sudden interruption caused you to flinch, your eyes meeting with his. They were far too wide and far too close. The watchful coldness of his eyes never changed as he contorted his face into a practiced smile.

"Have a good night, darling."

In a blur of motion you were back in your room with a pack of boxers in hand. The door held you up as your legs melted into the floor. All the words that bunched in your throat now settled in your bowels. The sound of labored breathing echoed in the darkness.

Wally Darling knew. He knew about you. About the photos you took and posted for extra money on the side. The tab with the incomplete username was your account.

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mixmediachild · 8 months

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Been absolutely obsessed with rainbow factory Wally, made some doodles

#my art #art #artwork #wally fanart #rainbow factory wally #rf wally #wally welcome home

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mixmediachild · 8 months

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Scientist romance

parings: fr! Wally x reader

Ww:gore

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Here is the new fan fiction I wrote for you. I hope you like it.😊

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You have always admired Wally Darling. He was your boss, your mentor, and your friend. He was also the most brilliant scientist you have ever met. He had a vision of creating a new color, a color that would revolutionize the world of art and science. He had dedicated his life to this project, working tirelessly in the Rainbow Factory.

The Rainbow Factory was a secret facility hidden in yhe groaned, where people were captured and turned into rainbows. The rainbows were then used as raw materials for Wally's experiments. You knew it was wrong, you knew it was cruel, but you also knew it was necessary. Wally had explained to you that there was no other way to achieve his goal. He had tried everything else, but nothing worked. He needed the rainbows, he needed the colors.

You were his assistant, his right hand, his confidant. You helped him with his research, his calculations, his tests. You also helped him with his personal problems, his emotions, his pain. You respected him, you trusted him, you cared for him.

But you did not love him.

Not yet.

That changed on the day of the accident.

It was supposed to be a routine test. Wally had created a new color by mixing different types of rainbows, and he wanted to see how it would react with other substances. He had asked you to assist him in the lab, as usual.

You followed him to the lab, wearing your protective gear and carrying your equipment. You entered the lab and saw a large glass container filled with a swirling liquid that glowed with an indescribable hue. It was beautiful, mesmerizing, hypnotic.

Wally smiled at you and gestured to the container.

"Behold, my dear assistant," he said proudly. "This is my masterpiece. This is the new color."

You gasped in awe and admiration.

"It's amazing, Wally," you said sincerely. "How did you do it?"

He chuckled and winked at you.

"That's my little secret," he said playfully. "But I'll tell you this much: it took me years of hard work and countless failures to achieve this result. And it was all worth it."

He walked over to a control panel and pressed some buttons.

"Now, let's see how it behaves with other elements," he said excitedly. "I have prepared some samples of different materials here: metal, wood, plastic, paper, etc. I'm going to inject them into the container and observe the reactions."

He picked up a syringe filled with a metal solution and inserted it into a small hole in the container.

"Ready?" he asked you.

You nodded and moved closer to him.

"Ready," you said.

He pushed the plunger and released the metal solution into the container.

Nothing happened at first.

Then, suddenly, there was a loud bang.

The container exploded.

Glass shards flew everywhere.

The liquid splashed all over the lab.

You screamed and ducked behind a table.

Wally shouted and fell to the floor.

You looked up and saw him lying on his back, clutching his right arm.

His arm was gone.

Blood spurted from the stump where his arm used to be.

He looked at you with pain and fear in his eyes.

"Help me," he whispered.

You felt a surge of panic and adrenaline.

You ran to him and grabbed a towel from a nearby rack.

You wrapped it around his wound and applied pressure.

You tried to stop the bleeding.

You tried to save him.

You tried not to cry.

"Stay with me, Wally," you said urgently. "Stay with me."

He groaned and squeezed your hand.

"I'm sorry," he said weakly. "I'm so sorry."

You shook your head and fought back tears.

"Don't be sorry," you said softly. "It's not your fault."

"It is," he said bitterly. "It's all my fault."

He coughed and spat blood.

"I messed up," he said hoarsely. "I messed up everything."

"No, you didn't," you said firmly. "You're amazing, Wally. You're brilliant."

He smiled faintly and looked at you with gratitude and affection.

"You're amazing too," he said sincerely. "You're wonderful."

He paused and took a deep breath.

"You're beautiful," he said softly.

You felt a blush rise to your cheeks.

You felt a warmth in your chest.

You felt a flutter in your stomach.

You felt something you had never felt before.

You felt love.

You looked into his eyes and saw love.

You leaned down and kissed him.

He kissed you back.

You kissed him with passion and tenderness.

You kissed him with fear and hope.

You kissed him with everything you had.

You kissed him like it was the last time.

It wasn't.

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This is the end of the first chapter of the new fan fiction I wrote for you guys. Do you want me to continue?😊

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mixmediachild · 8 months

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have a request if you don't mind, so I was thinking platonic yandere rainbow factory Wally with a reader who's his assistant and they basically just try to keep their head down and do their work avoiding having any conversation with him when they can due to them being afraid of him

Yandere RF Wally with assistant reader

-Reader: They/them + no gender implied -He/him for RF Wally

Requested: No/Yes

Warnings: Slight stalking? Disclamer: Characters personality, looks, ect may be different from canon due to either hc or author has just forgotten.

A/N: I AM SO SO SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG (╥﹏╥) I have the worst writers block ever ❤（っ＾▿＾）I hope you like it tho!

^ Made by me

-🌈When Wally first met you, he didn't think much of you except that you where his assistant, at first he just thought that you where shy and intoverted but than he started to notice how you strangely talked to others just fine. -🌈Wally started to notice every little thing you did with others and not him, the way you actually talked to others and not just nod and leave, the way you laughed when others talked, the way you smiled at others, he watched all of it and it slowly started to annoy him. -🌈After noticing all of the little things he tried to talk with you more but you always seemed to push him away when it wasn't work related, that was what started to annoy him more, he's trying his best to make you comfortable with him! but why won't you accept it?

You always dreaded going to Wallys office, you don't know why but you always got bad vibes from him therefore you trying to keep your distance from him.

You knocked on the door before opening it and walking in, keeping your head slightly slanted, enough to be able to see where you where going but still not being able to look at his eyes, but even then you could feel his eyes staring at your every movement. Quickly placing the papers on his desk you nodded in respect before making your way to the door.

"Stay"

You didn't want to, by gods you didn't want to but he was your boss and it was work hours, you turned around and waited for him to talk "why do you treat me so different? You don't even look at me, at first I thought you where shy but you act so different infront of others than me, why?" every bone in your body told you to run, but you knew you couldn't even if you tried.

You knew what he was capable of, thats why he owns this business.

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mixmediachild · 9 months

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His laugh

WARNING: SMALL SPOILERS(?) FOR THE NEW WELCOME HOME UPDATE

i quickly made a lil animation for Wallys silly interview lines

thank you<3

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mixmediachild · 10 months

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Miny boi

#my art #art #artwork #clayart #clay #tiny art #tiny and cute #acrylic paint #pokémon #tiny boi #pukichu #pokemon

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mixmediachild · 10 months

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Imagine Taking A Relaxing Bath With Yami

Yami Sukehiro X FemReader

Rating: T+

Warnings: Suggestive themes, mentions of nudity, flirting, and I believe Yami is a warning in himself

Word Count: 1k

(A/N:) Oh my gosh y’all! The Black Clover movie is sooooo good! It made me realize how much I miss the anime! I’m keeping up with the manga and reading the chapters as they are released but man there are so many things I want to see come to life! Hey Black Clover studio new season when?! Anyway my magical husband is back (he needed more scenes but honestly I can’t get enough Yami anyway) and I need some self-indulgence stuff! XD So bear with me as I go insane! ~Countess

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mixmediachild · 1 year

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