#maybe he could tell something was Off with wally that day...

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

i don't know what order to start Dissecting, so i'll just start with:

it's absolutely fascinating how the dynamic Wally & Barnaby had - to my knowledge - before the update, and a dynamic i'd seen speculated elsewhere and generally accepted, has been completed turned on its head

see, given that Wally is the "main character" and Barnaby is classified as "his best friend", i got the feeling that Barnaby kind of... tags along on Wally's 'shenanigans'. that he's the sidekick, the best friend. especially since their dynamic has been previously & briefly described as "Barnaby is very polite to Wally." he's the Companion.

but the audios sorta paint a reverse picture. in the Interview, when Barnaby enters stage right, he completely bowls over Wally's introduction and dominates the interview. when the interviewer asks how the two of them are handling the fame, even outright asking Wally, Barnaby doesn't hesitate to answer the question himself, and only about himself. Wally doesn't get another word in edge-wise until the interviewer explicitly singles Wally out.

(now, an argument could be made that Barnaby knew that Wally was somewhat overwhelmed with all of the questions, and tried to take the reins to give him a reprieve. but, considering that the interview seems to be very early on the possible timeline - like, very soon after Welcome Home debuted - i don't think this is likely. i doubt Barnaby and Wally would've had the time to solidify their dynamic or really get to know each other that well yet)

and Barnaby continues to take point in pretty much all of their other conversations, too. like in the mystery Howdy/Barnaby/Wally audio, their interaction gives off the vibes that Wally is Barnaby's sidekick, his tag-along.

(on a related tangent, it's fascinating how the website described the episodes as "[beginning] with Wally introducing the focus or theme for the day before coming across other characters who would join him on his escapades until the end of the day." but from pretty much everything we've seen so far, it seems like He's the one who's just along for the ride, bouncing from neighbor shenanigan to neighbor shenanigan instead of having his own adventures.

of course, if the 14 audios are present time, which is honestly somewhat likely, this could be because the show isn't running. they aren't doing episodes - they're just existing, doing their things. no need for Wally to take point in any way shape or form. tangent over)

in the 14 audios with Barnaby, he doesn't even acknowledge Wally until the very end - which, of course, could be because that's how the scenes are set up. except that in some of them, the characters do directly acknowledge Wally's presence outside of the endings. Eddie in 5-14, Howdy and Poppy in 1-14, and Frank in 4-14 (technically, since he was infodumping to Wally at the very start before Barnaby interrupted). you'd think that a guy would try to include his best friend a little more!

maybe i'm reading into it too much. & given what we know about Wally as a character, it would make sense for Barnaby to be the go-getter Main Guy of the two. but it really seems like its Barnaby & Wally instead of Wally & Barnaby. he's just kinda... there. going along with whatever Barnaby is up to.

but also, on the other side of things - & it's occurring to me as i type this, it's interesting how in a lot of audios, Barnaby seems to seek Wally out. in "Just So", he shows up to fetch Wally. in 4-14, Barnaby interrupts Frank and Wally's gardening session, almost as if he's stopping by to check on his little buddy. in 7-14, Barnaby calls Julie's house (presumably) searching for Wally, or at least checking in once again. something to consider in all of this!

#and if the 14 audios are in the same day along a timeline - which they Are. im trying to puzzle it out rn but anyway - #its interesting how barnaby just kept. checkin. in. #they had three audios where they were already hanging out and then got two (technically three) more where barnaby checked in! #it feels like there's something there... #separation anxiety? a compulsion? love for his buddy? a secret fourth thing? #maybe he could tell something was Off with wally that day... #(which is a topic i will ramble about in a different post) #its a push & pull to be certain.... #but yeah that plus all the evidence of Barnaby kinda being the Lead and wally being brushed off to the side.... #what a complicated fuckin picture it paints!!! dont know what it means yet! #i have another post im working on centering on how the neighbors seem to treat each other - wally & eddie especially #but this post aint about that. itll be related though #homebogging #wh speculation #please let this have made sense! #when i make posts i just kinda throw myself at it bc i have No organizational skills! #my brain is a complete incoherent mess and i am so sorry if this post is messy <3

[delusionsofgrandeur13]

ex boyfriend!dick grayson is distraught.

it’s been two weeks, three days, ten hours, and seven minutes since the two of you broke up. not that anyone is counting.

his days are spent with him walking around like a zombie.

batman has to practically yell into the comms link to even get a reply during patrol. dick’s not even sure he’s been putting his suit on properly. two nights ago he only went out with one escrima stick. he almost lost a fight with some goons, and one of them asked him if he had a death wish. he went home bruised, his lip bloodied, wondering if maybe he did have a death wish.

he tried going out to the store. he was out of shaving cream and eggs. dick made it as far as the produce section. he had a staring contest with the apples for ten minutes, and left without buying anything.

the first week he kept wearing hats. seeing his hair in the mirror practically made his eye twitch with the memory of you running your hands through it. he could almost hear you cooing over how nice it looks long.

“dick, you look so handsome! are you growing it out? dick, you look so handsome! are you growing it out? dick, you look so handsome! are you growing it out? dick, you look so handsome! are you growing it out? dick you look so—”

he cuts it a week later, sick of his brothers making fun of him for the hats and sick of your voice in his ear.

he barely touches his hair now, his hands nothing compared to the way yours felt on his scalp. almost every other night he cries in the shower, thinking about the way your eyes would flash when you’d offer to wash his hair for him. you’d always bite your lip in this cute way when you slicked all his hair back, the soap fluffy in your hands. you’d wiggle your eyebrows and call him distinguished, and then pull it up into a mohawk and tell him to call up jason and ask to join the outlaws. a few nights ago he made the mistake of looking at your razor, still on the shower caddy. he cried so hard his head hurt the next morning like he’d had a hangover.

his family stops whispering when he enters rooms, their worry and concern growing more obvious by the day. alfred won’t stop feeding him. bruce keeps looking him over, his eyebrows furrowed. jason left at least four self help books on his coffee table and in his cubby in the batcave. tim took over all of the video surveillance batman had assigned him, waving him away when dick tried to insist it was okay, and that he could do it. steph wouldn’t stop high fiving him? cass hugged him, at least three times. wally tried to get him to go out, but dick drank one beer and left, walking home in the pouring rain like he was in a music video. wally took the hint, but started texting him good morning, every day. even damian stopped picking on him, instead asking to spar just so dick would have something else to think about. it didn’t work, obviously, but he’d mussed damian’s hair, giving him a wan smile on the way out of the practice room. he’d left immediately after.

he spent the rest of the day at home thinking about how he’d always let you win when the two of you would play wrestle. you had this expression you’d make right before, where your eyes would squint a little and the corner of your mouth would turn up. the whole time you’d dated, dick was never able to figure out if it was because you were about to play fight or fuck. he loved it.

his nights are full of tossing and turning.

he spent the first week not washing his sheets, sleeping face down on your side of the bed. the second week he washed his sheets every night, trying to rid his nose of the phantom smell of you. the pillowcase you used is shoved deep into his linen cabinet. he now sleeps on the couch. he had to wash all of his t shirts too, the ones you’d steal to wear to bed with nothing under. he rummaged through his dresser in his old room in Wayne Manor hoping to find ones to wear that didn’t smell like you. ones that didn’t make him think of you pulling them off in the middle of the night, to then sink down onto his cock. you’d toss it onto the ground while you straddled him, smiling down at him.

he couldn’t sit and watch tv without thinking of all the times he’d gone down on you on the couch.

couldn’t brush his teeth without seeing the last time he’d bent you over the sink, thrusting into you while your breath fogged the bathroom mirror.

he couldn’t go out to eat at any of the restaurants by his apartment without seeing the two of you at a table, you stealing one of his fries or swapping sandwiches to try the other’s order.

he still couldn’t go to the little family-owned grocery store, not when the old couple that ran it knew both of you by name.

couldn’t look at his keys without seeing the keychains you’d bought him.

his every waking moment was spent with thinking of you, all you, always you.

you were everywhere,

he thought about how you’d beamed when he’d first asked you out, your eyes shining when you’d nodded yes.

how surprised you’d looked when he finally told you he was nightwing, and how you made him pinky swear to be careful.

he couldn’t appreciate enough how you had always been gracious when he’d show up late to dates, bruce always needing his help with something or other.

he thought of the way you’d looked washing the dishes, up to your elbows in suds when he’d roll in from the window, coming up behind you to kiss you and push you over to the couch while he’d finished the dishes, still in his nightwing suit.

what you’d looked like when you opened the promise ring he got you, and showed you his matching one. you’d both gotten teary eyed then.

the way you tried to hide the fact you’d been crying when he came home from patrol one night.

when your expression would change after he’d tell you he had to miss a family dinner at your mom’s house. you thought he wouldn’t notice but c’mon, he was trained by batman.

how your face had crumpled like his heart did when he had realized what he needed to do. when he had said he loved you more than anything, but knew that you deserved to be treated better, and that he couldn’t give you that right now. couldn’t give you all of his time like he wanted to.

you’d accepted it, nodding while tears slipped down your cheeks silently, walking out of his apartment to go stay at your mom’s house.

it’d been two weeks, three days, ten hours, and seven minutes, yet dick hadn’t accepted it. and your toothbrush was still next to his. so he didn’t think you’d really accepted it either.

but yet, you were now nowhere.

#boys DO cry. #boys named richard grayson. #lowkey want to get them back together #get y/n and dick back together 2024 #who’s with me #dick grayson #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x you #dick grayson x y/n #dick grayson x female!reader #ex bf!dick grayson #ex boyfriend!dick grayson #richard grayson #dick grayson smut #dc comics smut #nightwing #nightwing x reader #nightwing x you #nightwing x y/n #the batboys x you #—ness writes

[jellysxtarr]

hello!

could you write the neighborhood with a sweetheart! neighbor?

they find trinkets whenever they’re walking outside to relax in whatever spot they find comfy/involved in the regular shenanigans and gift it to their neighbors once they’re distracted doing something else (they remind me of a crow now that i think about it 😭)

whether that’d be a butterfly charm, a pie hair -tie or a pop soda metal cap, they’ll try to make it look like its brand new again if its rusted and the paint is worn off.

share slices of fruit and lend an ear when they find them feeling down or in a pickle

the neighbor can’t tell jokes for the life of them so they pay for their supplies with bets (long time card game rivals with howdy)

people can’t tell if they’re in a romantic or platonic relationship with any of the cast.

for them, its somewhat in between but they love and care for their neighbors regardless

sorry for making this so long, feel free to shorten or decline this req! hope you have a nice day (⊃｡•́‿•̀｡)⊃💗

Woah woah woah anon!! Don't worry about it being too long! I love the effort you put into your request!

Welcome Home cast with a gn! Sweetheart neighbor

Warnings: /

𖤐 — Everyone in the neighborhood knew what type of person you were (in a positive way of course!). You looked out for them, frequently gave them gifts, lend an ear for them and hanged out with them as much as you could.

𖤐 — It wasn't surprising that you came back with something new to give them as a gift, handing it to one of your neighbors while saying its something that reminded you of them.

𖤐 — You were right there whenever one of your neighbors was feeling down, listening to what they have to say, lending them advice (if you're good at it!) And giving as much comfort as you could to turn their mood better.

𖤐 — One thing you don't necessarily understand, would be jokes. Whenever Barnaby cracks a joke or two, muttering on how you don't get it while receiving a pat on the back with a chuckle from Barnaby (who tries to explain the joke in the way you'd understand), was something that would happen from time to time.

𖤐 — Not that anybody was really bothered from it of course! You'll understand it some day, for the time being, you'll be hearing Barnabys simple knock knock jokes!

𖤐 — Often it would happen that you'd pay for your supplies with a simple card game, setting bets with Howdy while either winning or losing the bet. It is, of course some small friendly rivalry between the both of you, ending it with a laugh and waving you goodbye after the card games for your supplies.

𖤐 — Something that's entirely different with each of your neighbors, is when you hang out with them. It was a difference experience with each of them which never got boring or too repetitive.

𖤐 — May it be some fun games with Julie (maybe even sports! Of course, if you want to take the risk with an accident), talking about bugs with Frank, listening to Barnabys jokes and attempting to crack one on your own (even though you end up telling your joke completely wrong), riddles or even another round of card games with Howdy, helping Eddie deliver mails around the neighborhood (if he allows it), baking with Poppy, acting out a random play Sally had in mind or even painting with Wally (if you can paint, of course!).

𖤐 — Another thing that has occasionally happened, was that one of the neighbors (or anybody outside of the neighborhood) falsely assuming you're dating someone from the neighborhood, and pop the question the moment they could. Which you nicely declined, shaking your head and saying you guys are only friends.

𖤐 — Everyone in the neighborhood was your friend. You loved them dearly and appreciated them a lot (hence the constant gifts and trinkets you give them). You cared for them deeply, considered them a new found family even.

𖤐 — it's something you never want to change, and hopefully never will change on it's own.

#welcome home #welcome home x reader #julie joyful x reader #barnaby b. beagle x reader #howdy pillar x reader #eddie dear x reader #poppy partridge x reader #sally starlet x reader #wally darling x reader #frank frankly x reader

[r3dmooon]

Secret Admirer — Wally Darling x gn! reader

summery: reader starts getting love letters in the mail. join them to figure out just who could it be!

wc: 1.5k

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“Eddie, nice to see you!” I greeted with a wave. “I was just going to check my mailbox.” 

Eddie replied with a chuckle, “Well you’re right on time.”

“I’m guessing you got something for me?” I asked curiously.

“Got it right here,” Eddie beamed warmly, only to accidentally drop a few letters in his excitement. “Shoot!”

I laughed lightly, “It’s okay, here let me help.” I bent down and helped him gather the letters. Once everything was in order once more, Eddie managed to hand me the letter without any more problems. I looked down at the red envelope, my first name written in a fancy bubbly cursive. Little hearts were drawn next to my name as well. I looked up at Eddie with surprise, a knowing expression resting on his face.

“See ya around,” He waved, already walking off.

“Bye,” I replied absent mindedly, gaze falling back to the letter. Whoever wrote this definitely put their heart into it. I tried to open the envelope as nicely as I could, and quickly took out the letter. Reading it made my heart flutter. I felt a bit more self conscious, but in a good way. I felt more attractive. I put the letter away in a safe spot, feeling giddy. A secret admirer, who would’ve guessed? 

I felt light as I made the trek to Sally’s place. I promised her that I’d help paint sets for her newest play. 

“Hey…” Sally trailed off. “Something going on?”

I waved her off, my mind clouded with that mysterious letter of admiration, “It’s nothing.” 

She gave me a disbelieving look, “You look like you’re in la la land.” 

“Is it that obvious?” I asked embarrassed. “I mean…it’s not a big deal…I got this letter today.”

“What kind of letter?” Sally asked, handing me an apron and paint brush. 

I tied the apron and got started on the backdrop and whispered back, “A love letter.”

“Really!” Sally exclaimed, her eyes seeming to have stars in them. “That’s just like the next play I’m doing! Who’s it from?”

“I’m not sure,” I replied honestly. “The signature was from ‘your secret admirer’.”

The rest of the day went on. Joking around with Sally, we were nearly complete with the backdrop, but the sun started setting. I kept trying to think of who could possibly think of me like that. Would they send me another letter tomorrow? Eddie seemed to know…but I know he’d never tell me who. I let out a sigh as I laid in bed. I stared up at the ceiling blankly. I was too excited to sleep. 

The next morning, I woke up as energetic as ever. I dressed up a bit more than usual, styled my hair to the best of my ability and checked myself out in the mirror to make sure I looked alright. Anticipation running through me, I dashed outside. I didn’t see Eddie, and I checked my mailbox just in case. My smile fell as it was empty. But I quickly shook the disappointment away. I got a letter, my name plastered right on it! Someone here admired me! 

…

Unless it was a joke…

No, don’t think like that. I needed to head to Howdy’s Place anyway. I woke up earlier than normal today. Maybe a new letter will show up once I get back. The gentle sound of a bell ringing sounded as I opened the door to Howdy’s shop. 

“Hiya (y/n)!” Howdy greeted with a wave. His other hands put apples in a basket. 

“Why hello friend,” Wally smiled. 

“Hello guys,” I smiled. Walking around, I grabbed items I was getting low on at home.

“You got plans today?” Howdy asked as I placed the items on the counter. I noticed that Wally didn’t leave yet, idly standing by his basket of apples that were also on the counter. 

“No,” I shook my head. “Why?”

“You’re dressed more fancy than usual,” Howdy shrugged, bagging my items. “So, what do you got for me today?”

“Why do cows wear bells?” I asked, pausing before continuing. “Because their horns don’t work!”

Howdy let out a laugh, pushing the bag towards me, but I jumped in surprise at Wally’s laugh. I kept forgetting that he’s here! He’s being so quiet, which I suppose isn’t too unusual due to how lively our friends are. I smiled at the two sheepishly, was my joke really that funny? 

“Thank you kindly,” Howdy grinned as I grabbed the bag.

“Thank you,” I replied with a nod. Turning towards the door, I smiled at Wally. “Walk with me?” I offered as he seemed to be waiting for me to be done shopping. 

“I would love to, friend,” Wally replied back. The sun shone brightly above us as we exited the shop. I smiled a bit at the nice weather. I turned my gaze to Wally, only to find him already looking at me. 

“The weather sure is lovely,” I spoke up.

“Yes,” Wally agreed. “Days like these always give me inspiration.” We conversed some more before we arrived at my house. I checked the mailbox on instinct and my smile widened at the sight. Another red envelope sat waiting. 

“What’s that?” Wally asked and I tensed as I felt him look from beside me. I shoved the envelope in my paper bag and laughed awkwardly.

“Oh, nothing,” I dismissed. I felt a bit shy under his stare, it felt…intense. It was like I couldn’t look away. 

“It was lovely walking with you, friend,” Wally commented. 

“You too,” I smiled back. “I’ll see you around.”

Wally nodded in acknowledgement and I went into my house. I put away the food first before taking the envelope and sitting on my couch. I stared at the familiar cursive lettering of my name. I opened it excitedly and the letter was even sweeter than the last one! Gah, why can’t they just tell me who they were? 

I was kind of hoping it was Wally. I mean how could I not? He was charming, lovely, and a pleasure to be around! It didn’t help that he seemed to always pay attention to me. Sally even brought it up before. I just wanted to give him a peck on the cheek!

What if it wasn’t him though? The thought made my stomach fall flat. I didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings, but I liked Wally…I looked down at the letter in slight guilt. This person seemed to really care and like me in a way I’ve never received before…would I really give that away for Wally? Is it just the attention I like? Geeze, I need to calm down. This is only the second letter and I’m making up crazy scenarios. All I can really do is see where this will go. Maybe I should go talk to Sally? 

“Eddie!” I shouted, glad I was able to catch him as he delivered me another red envelope. It’s been a week, and I felt myself fall more and more for this mystery person who has been adamant on sending me these letters. Each one made me swoon, wishing I could know who seemed to like me so strongly. 

“Hello (y/n),” Eddie greeted back with a bright grin. “How are you this cloudy morning?”

“Terrible,” I pouted. Eddie looked a bit concerned at first but lightened up as I continued, “I need to know who's sending me these letters!”

“Now now,” Eddie chuckled. “I’m sure they’ll tell you in their own time.”

“I know,” I groaned. “I just want to meet them so badly.” 

“All in due time,” Eddie smiled, tipping his hat slightly before continuing on his way. I let out an over dramatic sigh. 

“What seems to be the problem, friend?” The familiar voice of Wally spoke up. I turned to him, startled. He always managed to sneak up on me and I wasn’t sure how he did it. I looked at the letter I held in reflex, debating on whether or not to tell him. Wally was a great friend, but so far the only people who knew were Sally and Eddie. “I’ve seen you with those red envelopes a few times,” Wally hummed in observation. “Who's been writing to you? A pen pal?”

“Not exactly,” I mumbled, feeling shy about the topic. “A secret admirer.”

“My my,” Wally teased lightly. “Someone’s become famous. Join me for a walk?”

“Okay,” I agreed, shoving the letter in my pocket. “Any idea who it is?”

“I might,” Wally grinned mischievously. 

My mouth fell open and I huffed out, “Does everyone know but me?”

“Ha, ha, ha,” Wally laughed. “No.” 

I frowned, eyebrows furrowing in thought, “Did they tell you?”

“Silly silly,” Wally teased. “I’m a bit bashful to confess this, but I’ve been the one sending you those letters.” I stopped in my tracks and stared at him in shock. He turned around and tilted his head a bit, his gaze holding light concern. 

“I hope I wasn’t overstepping,” Wally apologized.

I quickly shook my head, “No, no.” I can’t believe the person who holds my affections was actually Wally Darling. The cool and collected (not to mention skilled and stylish) Wally! 

Wally’s smile returned, his gaze never wavering, “I’m glad you feel the same.”

“I said that out loud?” I cried out, hands over my mouth in shock. 

“Ha, ha, ha,” Wally laughed, stepping closer. “You are just so endearing.” 

My brain short circuited as Wally kissed my cheek.

#welcom home #wally darling x reader #wally darling #welcome home x reader #eddie dear #sally starlet #x reader

[prismuffin]

How would the bat boys, Conner and Wally (separately) react to being caught stealing their masc crush's hoodie?

So maybe Reader is gone on a trip or missing, or just went out for the day and forgot his jacket on his way out.

They see the left behide hoodie, and try it on really loving how it your hoodie looks on them. Maybe they end up falling asleep snuggled into it, when watching a moive in the common-room? Or were just going about their day wearing it.

Either way, at some point they get caught red handed, the Reader being flirty with them about the hoodie. Saying how they look good in his hoodie and they should keep it.

The guy crush asks are kinda my faves idk KSBDHSBDJS LMFAO these got king asf sorry?- anyways lol I think that-

Jason would rather die than be caught doing something like this. That’s why he’s being so quiet, putting on the hoodie he found laying over the back of some chair, your hoodie to be exact. Your scent filled his nose as he slid the jacket over his head, inhaling deeply. The original plan was to just try it on, he wouldn’t wear it for long in fear of being caught. But as he sat down on the couch, imagining your arms wrapped around him as he snuggled deeper into the fabric, he wasn’t so sure about taking it off just yet. Eventually he awoke to you shaking him, his brain not even rendering what he was wearing until the words left your mouth, “you look real cute in my hoodie Jason, but it’s cold as balls outside so I’m gonna need that back.” You smirked as his eyes widened. Shooting up here was quick to stutter out an attempt at an explanation though your laughter cut him off. You said he could keep the hoodie on since he likes wearing it so much and you’ll just go find another. It didn’t even render to him that you’d previously called him cute until you left.

Dick would probably not even be trying to find your hoodie, you left in quite a rush, saying a quick goodbye as you passed him. He just wandered to the common room where he saw your hoodie laid out. It was practically calling him, and he knew you wouldn’t be back for a while so he just threw it on. His hearts racing as the scent of you engulfs his senses anddddd now he can’t take it off. Loves just going about his day in your hoodie and just smelling it every now and then it’s very relaxing. Eventually though you come back and see him strutting through the halls in your hoodie and some sweatpants. You clear your throat and he spins around so fucking fast. He’s speechless as your raise your eyebrow, eyeing you hoodie before looking at him again. Welp, he’s been caught red handed not much to say. He’d shrug it off with a sheepish apology, getting ready for his fun to end, but the second you start flirting with him by telling him he looks good in it and that he can keep it he’s beaming. He’s never been so happy. Proudly wears your hoodie for the rest of the day.

Tim would noticed your hoodie, grabbing it with a confused expression. He knows it’s rather cold out and that you were in a rush so he tries to catch you before you get too far only to find out from Dick that you already left. He’s not sure how, perhaps he leaned too deep into the temptation of it but he was somehow wearing your hoodie sitting over his desk as he sketched out some blueprints. It was comforting to wear, it fit him well and it smelled like you, one of his hands would perpetually be holding the fabric near his nose because of this. You come back wayyy sooner than he expected you to. Busting in his room, you ask if he’s seen your hoodie anywhere. “Dick said you were the last person to-“ the silence that fills the air is suffocating. He doesn’t know if you’re gonna yell or laugh and he just stares, his face getting increasingly more red. Eventually you just blink and tell him he looks good and he’s quick to say sorry and to start taking the jacket off. You stop him, telling him you’ll just find another, winking before you leave. He face plants into the desk afterwards.

Conner would most likely put it on by accident. It was in his laundry so it had to be his, though he quickly realized this wasn’t the case. Even then he couldn’t help but wear the comforting jacket after learning it was yours. You weren’t at base today anyways so it shouldn’t be a problem. Like Dick, he’d go on about his day just wearing your hoodie while doing menial tasks. He feels much closer to you while wearing it and finds himself often hugging the fabric closer to him. When you come back and see him he’s pretty embarrassed, he hadn’t expected to come face to face with you when walking into the kitchen, let alone while wearing your hoodie. “I’ve been looking for that,” you gestures towards the hoodie, smirking while crossing your arms. He apologized immediately and quickly explained how it ended up in his laundry. He asked if you wanted it back and you said no, that he should keep it because it looks cute on him. You looking him up and down like that is gonna make him pass out.

Wally would have been resting in your room as you got ready to leave, saying goodbye as you finished and left. His eyes would drift over to a chair where your hoodie rested on the back and he’d gasp. “Oh no! Y/n left his hoodie!” …. “Y/n left his hoodie~” He’d practically skip over to the chair, almost tripping in the process as he throws the garment over his head. “and it smells like him too,” he’d dreamily sigh before deciding to go watch a movie! He’d totally forget he was even wearing it to be honest, well not completely. He’d still know he was but he’d forget that it was something he technically shouldn’t be doing. “Having fun in my jacket?” His eyes shot in your direction, his hand full of popcorn pausing near his mouth as he stared at you. He gulped down nothing but his embarrassment as he tried to sheepishly greet you, his blush creeping down to his neck. He’d try and use an excuse but you’d just cut him off, saying that he should keep the hoodie on since he looks so cute. This man almost exploded at those words, his heart was definitely beating faster than any normal humans should. You’d wink before he left and he’d practically crumple in on himself. He’s like water in your hands at that point.

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#male reader #x male reader #dc universe #dc fanfiction #fanfiction #x reader #dc x reader #dc universe x reader #batboys x male reader #batboys x reader #Jason Todd x male reader #dick grayson x male reader #tim drake x male reader #conner kent x male reader #wally west x male reader #prisask #prismuffin

[backtotheshitshow]

Ghost Clothes Part3: The Auditorium

(Wally clark x reader)

Warning: angsty, miscommunication.

Part1 part2 part4

Wally found himself on the bleachers, over thinking everything that happened on the field the night before. What is he even supposed to do when he feels like this? He’s not even 100% sure what he’s feeling.

“Hey Wally!” The boy hears from down on the field. It’s Y/n, she’s dressed in new clothes and some how looks even more beautiful than last night. The girl walked up the bleachers to meet him. Now that she was closer he could really get a good look at her clothes. The shirt she had last night had been cut to make it cropped, she wore grey high top converses and her pants were similar to ones Dawn wears, except they were a washed out black colour.

“Nice clothes.” Wally compliments.

“Thanks, we couldn’t find anyone, so Dawn ended up doing the sewing and high wasted flared jeans are apparently the only pants she knows how to make.” Y/n explains with a laugh.

Wally chuckled and looked out at the field, his mind filling with thoughts all over again.

“You okay Wally?”

“Yeah..yes sorry, I’m just thinking. “ the boy mumbles running his hand through his hair. Why was he freaking out so much, he was supposed to be the cool charming guy, so what the fuck is happening?

“What’s on your mind?” Y/n asked, concerned about how stressed Wally seemed.

“Yesterday, out on the field…was-was that a date?” Wally regretted asking immediately. He saw Y/n’s expression change for concern to surprise out of the corner of his eye.

“Oh um.” Y/n began. “Well Wally I…you didn’t really ask for it to be a date and I only met you yesterday but-“

“I’m sorry, I was just unsure…excuse me” Wally gets up to leave quickly, making his way down the bleachers steps.

“ Wally wait!” Y/n called after him, causing Wally to stop in his tracks. “Wally I’m not saying that I don’t-“

“ it’s okay, Y/n. You don’t need to explain, like you said we only met yesterday-“

“Wally you’re not listening, I’m trying to tell you that if you-“

“Look I get it, Y/n. I’m just gonna go have some alone time, okay.” Wally turns and leaves, a sad puppy expression on his face.

“Wally!” Y/n called, but he didn’t respond. “Shit”

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It’s been three days, who the hell take alone time for three days. Y/n couldn’t find Wally anywhere, she’d check the field everyday and the library and the cafeteria and every classroom, yet he was nowhere to be found.

“Oh my, you look stressed.” Y/n heard Dawn say as she past her in the hallway.

“I am” y/n replies as she continues walking.

“Is it Wally?” Dawn asked, twirling her hair around he finger as she walked beside Y/n.

“How did you know?”

“ He seems upset too.” Dawns words made y/n stop.

“You’ve seen him? Where?”

“In the auditorium”

“Dawn, you’re a legend.” Y/n sprinted off towards the auditorium.

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Y/n opens the doors to the auditorium, scanning every inch of the large room for the jock. And there he was, middle row, hunched over forward. Y/n made her way over to him slowly, eventually sitting in the seat next to him. Wally doesn’t move, doesn’t say a word, he just continues to stare at the floor.

“Wally.” Y/n says gently.

“I’m sorry I stormed off. I was just upset.” The boy voiced, still looking at the ground.

“You never let me explain.” Y/n says

“I know” Wally looks up at y/n, his eyes watery and sad. “It’s just…I’ve been hear for so long and even though I have friends I still feel lonely, like I’m missing something. I guess after we had such a nice time…I don’t know, I had hope that maybe I wouldn’t have to feel alone like that anymore.”

Y/n’s heart hurt for the boy, he had so much pain with no one to help heal it. “ you can take me on official date.” Y/n says.

“What?” Wally asks.

“That’s what I was trying to say Wally. You never asked me for that night to be a date and I’d only met you that day, but you can definitely take me on an official date, that’s if you’re not mad at me anymore” Y/n tells the boy.

“I was never mad at you, I was just… kinda heartbroken.” Wally confesses.

“Heartbroken? Over me? How could you be heartbroken over me Wally?”

“Because, even though I only met you that day, by the end of the night it felt like I’d know you my whole life. Well my whole death.” Wally glanced at Y/n lips and back at her eyes. “You’re just amazing Y/n.” Wally leaned closer painfully slowly. Y/n could feel his breathe on her lips, so warm and comforting.

“You guys are adorable.” The ghosts were startled apart.

“Dawn, what are you doing here?” Wally asked annoyed.

“I had to know what you two were so stressed about.” She explains.

“Okay well now you know, would you mind giving us some privacy?” Y/n requests.

“okay, see you later”

Wally sighed. “So um.. the date?”

“you can come get me from the field tomorrow at 6.” Y/n says

“Tomorrow at 6, cool.“ Wally gives a big grin.

Y/n gets up, giving Wally a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving.

#angst #wally clark #school spirits #milo manheim #wally clark x reader #wally clark x y/n #wally clark fanfiction

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Well, I had an idea for you to do...

The reader is a streamer who enters the Welcome website and, together with the live people, gets to know this Welcome and Yandere! Wally.

Well, how would Wally react to that? And as time goes by wally falls in love with the reader, how would he see the reader's fans and his job of doing live, playing games, watching videos?

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{Sorry this took so long! But I ended up getting to caught up in the request and ended up having to make a pt. 2, I do apologize though, I hope you don’t mind. As always, I hope you enjoy! And thank you for the request!}

(Art, Wally and Welcome Home all rightfully belongs to @partycoffin)

“Nostalgia” Pt. 1

Pairing: Yandere Wally Darling x Streamer! GN!Reader

Tw: Yandere behavior, cussing

Summary: You decide to take a trip down memory lane with your Viewers. Unaware of the consequences.

Y/N was a daily streamer under the name of {Streamer name}.

Y/N wasn't very big or popular, maybe with a few frequent watchers here and there that would greet them in real life and ask for a quick picture, but that’s all Y/N could ask for really.

They didn’t need to have a big platform or have a lot of money. They just wanted to stream for fun, just something they could do in their free time when they had nothing else to do.

Y/N didn’t really have a main style of content to put out. Sometimes it’ll be them reacting/watching something a viewer recommends, playing a video game, or even just making a relaxing space for anyone who needs it— playing soft music in the background while answering to any comments.

One day, Y/N was hit with an unexpected wave of nostalgia. They had started remembering fond memories from childhood. From the happy ones to the embarrassing ones— down to the old shows they used to watch as a kid. The sudden wave gave them an idea. Once they would get home from work, Y/N would take their viewers down memory lane and react to old shows and/or movies from the early 2000’s.

“That theme song had no reason being that good, I’m telling you,” Y/N said, taking a sip of their drink while reading the chat.

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NeonLeon: No fr

Anxpsyche: The Little Einsteins theme song from season 2 is the best, I know they just added clapping but it made it sm better

WhimsicalWanderbitch: I remember I used to watch Little Einsteins and The Backyardigans all the time when I was kid with my brother

Passionfruit69: Pls play the wonder pets theme song

WhimsicalWanderbitch: me and him always sang along to the songs

Theanklebreaker: I loved wonder pets, omg

JumpInTheMacaque: Does anyone remember Sharkboy and Lavagirl?!

Kirbolissous: OH MY GOD I REMEMBER I USED TO LOVE THE SHIT OUT OF YO GABA GABA THAT SHOW WAS MY SHIT

Escapeben: Do you remember Oswald?

Scouts_Kubs: all I remember watching is little bill and how the teletubbies scared tf out of me

Springday23:SAME!

lychee_jelly_tea:I REMEMBER SHARKBOY AND LAVAGIRL

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As Y/N was talking with the chat, they had let out a gasp. “Aweee, oh my god, I just remembered this really old show I used to watch,” The Streamer cooed, flashbacks flooding their mind of them watching said show for hours on end. Recalling all the soft yet bright and vibrant colors of the show, and all the lovable characters.

Y/N waited a moment for the chat to respond. Seeing most of them asking for the name of the show, while a few others carried on with their own conversations. “It wasn’t an early 2000’s show, it was like…” The streamer’s words trailed off, trying to remember when the show was made. “Ah fuck, when was the show made? It was made in the…70’s..? I wanna say, oh my god, Wait, what was it called? God damn it,” Y/N leaned back on their chair, with their hands over their face, as they tried to remember the name of the show. Meanwhile the chat was listing off shows from the 70’s to try and jog their memory.

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lychee_jelly_tea: Lupin the third pt. 2?

JumpInTheMacaque: The Addams Family?

Theanklebreaker: Uh…New Fantastic four?

Kirbolissous: Was it The New Adventures of Batman?

NeonLeon: Scooby doo?

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“Oh my god it was called Welcome Home!,” Y/N shouted, jumping up from their previous position.

“That one show that looks like it was inspired by Sesame Street? Oh my god wait-“ Y/N went to Google and searched up, “Welcome Home Characters” the results popped up right immediately. “These bitches!” The streamer circled their cursor around a big JPG image of all the ‘Welcome Home’ characters.

“I remember that whenever I would have to be babysat by my grandparents, all they had was this old Combo television unit and a bunch of old VHS tapes. So all I had to watch was whatever VHS tapes they had and Welcome Home was one of them,” Y/N explained, unintentionally looking further down the rabbit hole of the show, reminiscing in all its glory. By now, Y/N was grinning from ear to ear.

“Oh my god, this is gonna be embarrassing but I remember Wally, the main character- er the one with the blue hair, low-key used to creep me out,” Y/N laughed, feeling embarrassed how a puppet with a blue pompadour used to creep them out.

“Like, I wasn’t scared of him but the way he laughed and the way he would just stare at people for an uncomfortable amount of time in the show is what creeped me out,” Y/N had elaborated after noticing the chat was clowning them for being scared of a puppet.

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Anxpsyche: Bro, you were scared of him? He looks gay as shit

lychee_jelly_tea: I ACTUALLY REMEMBER WATCHING THAT SHOW AND HAVING A HUGE CRUSH ON WALLY!

JumpInTheMacaque: @Lychee_jelly_tea had me watch that show when we were younger and I low-key loved it

NeonLeon: You were really scared of a puppet? This puppet out of all of them?

JumpInTheMacaque: They actually have a website for that show now

Theanklebreaker: I would be scared of the chicken that looks like Big bird

Passionfruit69: I’d be scared of the gray one that’s looking at the butterfly

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“Okay- Later on I wasn’t scared of him. He grew on me, I’m just saying when I first watched him I thought he was a little off!” Y/N defended, it took awhile for them to notice a specific comment. “Wait, JumpInTheMacaque, you said they have a website?” Y/N leaned forward, scrolling back up to where JumpInTheMacaque made that comment before scrolling back down.

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JumpInTheMacaque: Yea, but you can’t really do much with it rn, you can only see the neighborhood from a Birds Eye view and see the Info about the characters

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“I still wanna see it, give me a sec,” The streamer went to The search bar before pausing. “Is it just called ‘Welcome Home website’ Or…”

“Oh! I found it!” Y/N exclaimed, clicking on the website without hesitating The website opened up and a picture faded in with the title in big pastel letters on the left center of the picture and Wally sitting on a painted rock with colorful flowers, trees, and home all right behind him. Wally stared at you with his round eyes and had an opened mouth smile. Y/N oooh’ed in awe, fascinated by the way the site opened up. “Oh my gosh, this is so cool,” Y/N tried to contain their excitement, but the shake in their voice and the huge smile on their face was a dead give away. They apologized when they realized their failed attempt. “Sorry guys, I’m just so excited right now.”

"With a hop, skip, and a jump, you are ushered into the colorful, serendipitous world of Welcome Home! It only takes one stroll down the neighborhood to know this is just the nicest little place you’ve ever seen! Watch Wally and his colorful array of friendly neighbors learn about the vibrant world around them and take part in nonsensical fun!"

“Oh Jesus Christ, alright, let’s get started- There’s a guestbook?!…YOU CAN WRITE IN IT?! Wait- I wanna look at everything else first before I do the guestbook.“

The rest of the stream was filled with Y/N clicking around in the neighborhood and reading the info about the characters, expressing memories and giving info about some moments they remember from certain episodes. Y/N was about to click out of the neighborhood and take a look at the guest book. However, they caught a glimpse of something that seemed…out of place. “What the hell is that?” Y/N questioned, pointing to the small black spot under Home with their cursor. “What the hell is that?” The streamer leaned closer to their screen, squinting their eyes to try to get a better look. Right away, they tried to see if they could move Home out of the way, but it didn’t work. Whenever they clicked on Home it either opened up to Wally’s info or it didn’t move. “What…what do I do? That’s not just me right, you guys can see that?” Y/N was at a loss, what do they do?

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Kirbolissous: What the hell?

lychee_jelly_tea: I’ve never noticed that before! What is that?!

Anxpsyche: what in the actual hell is that?

NeonLeon: Why is there just a black hole under Wally’s house?

JumpInTheMacaque: Try inspecting it, find Home’s code, delete it, then get out of inspect

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“Okay, hold on,” Y/N followed the instructions the best they could, they wouldn’t really skilled in this type of stuff, so they struggled a bit, though they figured it out pretty quickly. “Okay…” They mumbled, now seeing a huge black hole in the place Home was. Y/N was confused and clicked on the hole. The computer suddenly opened up a new browser and it seemed to be taking awhile to load. However, Y/N said nothing, sitting in silence as the air slowly started to grow thick, and their palms started to sweat.

Y/N’s eyes grew wide once the image finally loaded. The whole screen was black other than a red outline of Wally on his knees, reaching up to a window and Home’s eyes staring back at him. Y/N stared at the image for what seemed like hours. They just sat there, inspecting the image in horror, but mainly in bewilderment.

What was this?

Why was Wally on the ground?

What was going on?

Why was this on the website? Was it supposed to be?

Slowly, Y/N clicked off the browser. The computer immediately took them back to the Welcome Home website. Y/N scratched their nose and clicked out of the neighborhood, going to the guestbook. “Okay, I don’t know what that was but let’s-…” The Streamer put in the name they go by online. “Let’s just do the Guestbook then I’m calling it a day,” Y/N tried not to let people see how spooked they were, but again, their now quiet and soft tone, gave it all away.

Y/N wrote in the guestbook.

“Looked around the neighborhood with all my viewers, everything was so bright and colorful! Really loved it!”

With that, Y/N bid their signature goodbye to everyone before stopping the stream and turning everything off, but Y/N didn’t move just yet. Their mind was still stuck on the image of Wally.

Was that supposed to be on the website? Why would it be? Are they just trying to add a twist to the franchise now? But why would they, it was fine the way it was. Yes, it got canceled, but that’s only because it became outdated. Was this a sign for something big?

Gah, Y/N shouldn’t be worrying about this. People are allowed to add things to a franchise as long as it stays true to the characters (to a certain extent) and stays respectful to the creators boundaries, and Wally was a bit of an odd one. Maybe they’re just now going more in depth with his character since now it’s a new time with new interest, and they have to get people’s attention somehow, right?

Whatever the reason, it was getting late, and Y/N had to get up for work tomorrow. With that, they finally got up from their uncomfortable chair they use for every stream and stretched. Satisfied when they heard some joints pop and crack. Y/N let out a yawn, realizing how tired they were before walking off to their bathroom to brush their teeth..

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪

…Through the static of the TV, you can hear Wally’s muffled voice boom through the tiny speakers.

"That concludes our time together for today, my dear neighbors. But rest assured, tomorrow is another day, and I'll be watching over you just as diligently. Goodbye, neighbor. Ha ha ha.”

*Click*

The End! I hope you enjoyed and keep on the lookout for pt.2!

That is all for today, I hope you are having a good Day/Night/Afternoon and I will see you all in my next writing, au revoir!! 💜💜💛💛

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Third person p.o.v

It was a lovely day in the neighborhood. You were sitting outside playing julies complicated hop scotch game while frank stood by reading a hook. Right now you were shockingly winning even though you couldn't understand a lick of the rules she came up with. "Gosh darn it! How am I losing to you so quickly?" Julie complained as she stomped her foot in anger. Frank looked over and scoffed. "Julie if (y/n) is so confused by your rules and yet still manage to win at this game then don't you think maybe you ought to change the rules and make it more playable?" He spoke keeping his eyes peeled to his book. With you hands placed proudly on your hips you let out a victory laugh. "Hahaha! Well, looks I win Julie! You owe me that cake now!" You beamed in joy.

Julie threw her hands up in defeat. "Arg! Alright fine you win!" She cried out loud and playfully slapped your arm. You let out a chuckle and patted her back. "Hey frank how long did it take for us to finish the game?" You asked looking over at the other who was very well invested in his book. "Approximately 1 hour and 35 minutes." You blinked in awe. "Wow it felt way longer then that!" Julie nodded in agreement.

As the 2 of you cleaned up the sidewalk and proceeded to doodle with colored chalk you looked up and saw wally strolling down the sidewalk, hands rested behind his pockets. "Hi wally! Wanna join me and Julie for some chalk art?" You asked as you waved your arm. Wally stopped looking down at your little drawings. He held back a chuckle seeing a doodle of frank looking like an angry monster. "Those look really good. I particularly like this one of frank looking mad." Wally hummed as he pointed at the drawing. "EXCUSE ME?!?" Frank yelled as he scrambled to look at the drawing. "I do not look like that! Julie!" Frank yelled some more. "How did you know I was the one who drew it?!" "Because (y/n) doesn't draw me like that!" Frank and Julie argued as you and wally watched them bicker back and forth.

"So you up for some drawing?" You asked holding up some chalk. "It seems fun but I'm afraid I might have to pass." You cocked your head to the side. "I'm on my way to howdys shop to grab a few things." "Oh! Sorry to keep you waiting then! Go on and head to the shop, oh and tell howdy I need some more glitter glue please? Julie used up all of mine for Sally's last play" you spoke with a pout.

Wally softly chuckled and nodded his head. "I'll be sure to let him know." He hummed getting ready to head off. "I'll see you later then (y/n)." Before you could wave goodbye you watched with wide eyes as wally lifted his hand, pressed it against his lips and sweetly blowing you a kiss with a wink. Your face flushed a bright red and your heart skipped a beat as you watched your neighbor walk away.

Since...when did he know how to blow a kiss? You don't ever recall barnaby ever teaching wally how to blow a kiss. And barnaby usually teaches wally a whole bunch of things. Perhaps you'd have to ask barnaby yourself.

"Me? Teaching wally how to blow kisses? Nope sorry little bud but I never taught him how to do that." Barnaby hummed looking down at uou as you walked beside him. Holding a hotdogs in his hand. "Really? So...you mean he learned how to blow kisses all by himself?" You asked slightly surprised by this fact. "I guess it is kind of shocking isn't it? Little wally learning how to do something without my help this time! My buddys growing up" Barnaby spoke as he faked a sob causing you to chuckle. "Might as well start getting used to it. Once wally learns something new he'll be doing that non-stop for days." You blinked slightly confused. Who would blow kisses every single day?

That sounds absolutely ridiculous!

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Oh wow barnaby was actually right. As each day passed wally would continue to blow kisses to every neighbor he ran into. He'd blow a kiss at Eddie as he passed by delivering his mail, He'd blow a kiss to howdy after leaving the store and even blowing a kiss to frank while he was out catching butterflies. But for you, it was completely different. Wally wouldn't just blow kisses in your direction. Whenever he greeted you he would grab your hand a place a soft kiss on your skin. Whenever he'd pull away he would never let go of your hand. He'd firmly grasp it between his fingers. His thumb rubbing in slow circles over the top of your hand in a soothing notion. You didn't mind of course. It was rather nice to be greeted with a kiss on the hand. Especially when it's someone you fancy over.

Day by day you'd gotten very used to the casual greeting of the platonic hand kisses. But today was much more different than it was before.

You were at poppy barn helping her make sugar cookies for julies little tea party and sleepover that was going start in the afternoon. As you were busy mixing the dough poppy plopped down on a chair next to you. Dusting the flour off her apron with her feathers. "Thank you once again for helping me dear." You shook your head with a smile. "Aw it's no problem poppy! I always enjoy baking with you. It's much more fun than staying at home." You hummed as you begun to roll out the dough. "I'm looking forward to what the others will bring to the tea party!" Poppy nodded in agreement. "I believe frank told me he was going to bring lemon custard." Your mouth watered-down you heard the word 'lemon.' Frank had always told you how rich custard was and it seems today you'll finally be able to try it!

"Wow that sounds yummy. I hope this time Julie has actual tea instead of fruit punch. Last time she added too much sugar! I didn't get a wink of sleep that night either!" You huffed while cutting out cookie pieces. Poppy let out a chuckle, flinching when she heard the oven ding. "Oh! The first batch is done!" She got up and grabbed her mits and pulled out the pan of freshly baked cookies. "Now we need to wait for them to cool and then we can decorate them!" Poppy sung, her feathers ruffling in excitement. You smiled as you proceeded to place the next batch of cookies onto another tray. You hummed a sweet tune looking forward to the party and sleepover later tonight.

As the hours pass, and after you helped poppy stack the cookies on a bigger tray, you rushed home to get your sleeping bags and dress in another more casual outfit. Once you made sure you were neatly dressed and had everything you needed you quickly ran back to poppys barn. The two of you happily walked towards julies hose together. Chatting about you've been up to. You even brought up how wally has been greeting you with hand kisses. Poppys eyes widened. "Oh does he now. I know the dear likes to blow everyone kisses these days but I dont believe I've ever seen him be as gentlemanly with anyone else other than you (y/n) hun!" Poppy chirped. You lightly blushed looking at the ground. "Oh I'm sure he's just trying to be more neighborly. I am still pretty new to home after all!" You stumbled over your words.

Poppy squinted her eyes leaning her head down towards your level. "Perhaps it's something more than just wanting to be more neighborly hmm?" The bird teased. You chuckled and shook your head. "Oh stop! I'm fairly sure wallys just trying to be nice" you softly spoke thinking about what poppy had just said.

Could wally possibly...be doing more then just trying to be friendly towards you?

As the two of you reached julies house you noticed you were the last ones to arrive. Uh, you didn't think baking cookies would have kept you that long. After setting down the tray outside in the back on a neatly decorated table you noticed wally talking with howdy and barnaby. Your face wanted up when you made eye contact with your little crush who begun walking your way. Your heart fluttered once wally was a few inches away from you. "U-uh hi wally! Nice to see you at the tea...party....today-" you paused as you noticed wally leaning forward.

He lifted his hand and cupped your cheek. Tilting your head to the side wally softly pressed his lips against your cheek giving you a gentle loving kiss. Your eyes widened and face flushed a bright red. A few seconds passed before wally pulled away holding both of your hands, intertwining your fingers with his. "Hello (y/n), I'm glad you were able to come today." Wally spoke in his casual monotone voice. You couldn't manage to stare at your neighbor in the eyes. "O-oh wally, I couldn't pass up the chance to spend some time with all my friends!" You stuttered feeling wallys soft grip on your hands. You glanced up looking at the others droopy eyes and sweet cat like smile. "Ahahahaha-" you let out a nervous laugh. Wally tilted his head to the side. "Is there something wrong? You look rather nervous." Wally asked leaning closer to your face. You shook your head. "NO, NO, NO of course not! I'm all good!" You exclaimed out loud.

Good going (y/n), way to make yourself look like a fool!

Throughout the duration of the teaparty wally didn't seem like he wanted to leave your side. At the table while the others mingled over sweets and tea, wally scooted his seat close to your seat, your shoulders brushed up against each other. You listened to julies story about how one time her and frank where chasing butterflies and frank ended up rolling down a hill. You chuckled as Eddie held back frank from tackling julie to the ground for bringing up the story while poppy and howdy panicked at the scene.

As soon as night time fell and everyone cleaned up outside the rest of the gang set up their sleeping bags in the living room. Of course some furniture had to be moved around to make enough space for poppy, barnaby and howdy to all fit in. But once everything was set up, Sally rushed to set up a pillow fort for her special puppet shadow show. She's been working on it for days just for this special occasion and she's been very eager to show off her skills!

Crawling underneath the fort and finding a comfortable position to sit in you waited for the show to start. You chatted with howdy about his day. He told you about his massive shipment he received early in the morning that took him hours to stock up on the shelves. You promised him next time you'd be there to help. A moment later Sally crawled underneath the fort, a big flashlight in hand. "Ok guys! I finally found my flashlight! Now, gather around as I tell you the tale of a princess and her knight who saves her from a big scary dragon!" Sally exclaimed waving her arms up in the air as she plopped down in the ground. 

Just as you were getting comfy in your spot, you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. You looked behind you to see wally staring right at you with his usual droopy eyes. "Are you excited for the shadow puppets (y/n)?" He asked pulling you closer resting up against his chest. You were thankful it was ŕatger dim under the fort else wally would gave been able to see you blush like crazy. "U-uh yeah! Sally's been talking about it all week, I've been looking forward to...it..." you slowed your speech when you felt wally lean down rubbing his cheek against yours. "I've been looking forward to it too. I'm glad I get to watch it with you" he softly hummed pressing a kiss against your cheek once more.

You were extremely confused on how wally started to randomly become very touchy with you. You didn't mind it at all! Really, you enjoyed it but you still didn't know if wally saw you as something more then just a neighbor. Which it slightly frustrated you not knowing if he reciprocate his feelings back. Perhaps maybe after the shadow puppets show you'll talk to wally privately to finally ask. 

You adjusted yourself in wallys grasp while the others crawled into the fort, while poppy slightly struggled she currled up behind wally. You looked over and patted your lap motioning for poppy to rest her head on your lap, which she gladly did. You hummed softly patting her head as the phppet shadow show began.

In the middle of the little show wally would sneak kisses in between. One kiss on your cheek, one kiss on the crook of your neck, one kiss at the back of your neck etc. You couldn't help but shiver with every kiss given. It distracted you from focusing on Sally's play that you flinched when she let out a loud "ROAR!!" Startling both you and poppy. Well that definitely woke you up. "And after the prince destroyed the dragon, he took his princess by the hand and rode happily into the sunlight. The end!" Sally finished with a bow.

Everyone clapped while julie hooted and hollered. "WHOOPIE! HOORAY!" she yelled furiously clapping. You let out a chuckle. "That was really good sally! I'm impressed you managed to learn shadow puppets so quickly." Sally proudly grinned. "Why thank you (y/n)! I bothered howdy for days as practice!" Howdy nodded his head letting out a chuckle. "I'll admit it gave me something to do during slow days. You've gotten really good the first time you showed me sal." howdy spoke before yawning.

Julie clasped her hands together, Startling frank who glared at her. "Alright I think its time for all of us to hit the hay!" The others nodded in agreement while yawning in synch. You let out a yawn as well and stretched your arms as wally finally let you go from his grip as you each crawled to your sleeping bags. "Julie why must you insist on sleeping next to me?" You heard frank complain as he settled in his blankets with julie snuggling up beside him. "Because frank! I like sleeping next to you!" Julie sleepily sung while rubbing her tired eyes. "But Julie do you not recall the other times we had a sleepover and you kept repeatedly hitting me in the face while you were sleeping?" Frank grumbled while julie let out a weak laugh. "I pinky promise I won't hit you at all! And if I do then next sleepover I'll sleep next to (y/n)" you snapped your head looking over at the two. "Hey- what!? But I don't want to be slapped in the face by Julie! She hits hard!" Frank smirked as he settled in his sleeping bag. "Trust me, I know." He ended with a snicker. You let out a groan laying your head down on your pillow waiting for the others to fall asleep.

A few hours had passed. You opened your eyes and peeked around the room seeing the others sleeping peacefully while frank was being squished to death by Eddie and julie. You smiled before looking over at wally. You reached out about to tap his shoulder when you paused. You began to grow nervous. You never had to talk about your feelings to anyone before other than poppy at times let alone wally. Would it be a good idea to talk to wally? What if he didn't feel the same way? What if he brutally rejected you? The fast racing of your heart got your nervous shooting up. You shot up out of your sleeping bag and quickly, yet quietly, ran out of the living room to the backyard.

You sat on the swing set outside. Lightly swinging back and forth. Shivering at the cool air that hit your skin. "Agh...what am I thinking? He's just being nice is all..." you looked up at the night sky. Staring at the stars that twinkled brightly. "Wally probably thinks I'm weird..." 

"I think you're very lovely (y/n)."

You flinched hearing the sound of wallys voice coming from behind you. You jumped off the swing stumbling as you turned around seeing wally standing a few feet behind you. His figure luminated by the moonlight. Drowned in a soft light glow.

'He looks so beautiful...' you thought to yourself.

"OH-UM...wally I thought you were sleeping hehe" you nervously laughed fidgeting with your fingers. "I couldn't really sleep. What's got you up at this time of night neighbor?" He asked walking forward standing much closer infront of you. Your face scrunched up as you looked down at the ground. "Well...I uh-...the same with me. I couldn't really sleep either" you lied while rocking back and forth on the balls of your feet. Wally tilted his head to the side. You could feel his eyes piercing right through your lie. "Hmmm is that right?" He asked resting his chin in the palm of his hand while his arm rested underneath. You slowly nodded your head, refusing to make any sort of eye contact with your crush. "You seemed rather tired during Sally's shadow puppet play. I saw you yawn many times."

You hitched your breath.

"You seemed to sleep peacefully a few hours ago before you woke up so suddenly. Are you sure it's because you couldn't sleep and its not something else?"

Your face flushed red as the embarrassment grew. He watched you sleep so he most certainly knew that not being able to sleep wasn't an excuse. You looked up finally feeling defeated when you gazed right into his eyes. You let out a sigh and shook your head. "No...it's not because I couldn't sleep." You turned around wrapping your arms around yourself. "What seems to be bothering you friend?" Wally asked. You cringed at the word 'friend'. "Well...I just...wally I-" you struggled to find the right words to say. Wally patiently waited for you to speak. You let out a shakey breath before you finally found the courage to confess.

"Well..you see..these past few days you've been...er...doing certian things that make my heart flutter. At first you only blew kisses, not just to me but to the others as well. Hehe I was rather impressed you learned how to do that without barnaby teaching you. But, later you've been giving just me all kinds of kiss. Fist it was in the hand and then it was on the cheek, my neck and- ARG" you slapped your hands over your face feeling more embarrassed than ever. "Wally... I'm just confused if you...see me as just your neighbor or as- something more. I can never understand what you do or say." You mumbled into your hands.

Wally walked up behind you, placing his hands on your shoulders and carefully turned you back around facing him. He reached up and slowly removed your hands from your face before cupping your softly. His eyes staring right into yours. "Silly (y/n). You're so sweet and kind," he begun, his thumb softly stroking your cheek. "I love all my friends the same but, you're much more different then they are." His smile widened when he saw your eyes light up. "I only begun to notice it a while after you moved to home. But I very much adore everything about you." Wally could feel your face heat up between his hands. "I don't think there's anything about you I could ever dislike. To me, you're the most wonderful person I've ever met." He finished as he went and leaned forward to place a gentle kiss on your forehead.

A smiled painted its way onto your lips as you reached up and softly grasped his hands with yours. Your heart skipping a beat as you leaned into the kiss. All of your nerves suddenly disappeared. You pulled wally into a hug. His body going limp yet he didn't seem to mind it at all as you squeezed him tightly.

"I love you wally..."

.

.

.

"I love you more (y/n)."

While the two of you were outside having your moment the others had woken up and watched the entire thing go down behind a window. Julie happily stimming from excitement while slapping frank on the back. "I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT!" Frank let out a grumbled grabbing julies hands and placing them down by her sides. "It was very much obvious that these two had a thing going on. However I think wally may have been a bit TOO obvious." The others nodded in agreement.

As you pulled away from the hug you glanced over and noticed the other peeping from the window. "HEY!" you yelled causing them to scrambled and fall. Poppys feathers flying in the air as she squawked. You shook your head and let out a chuckle. "We sure do have some crazy neighbors don't we?" You asked as the both of you began walking back inside. Wally nodded in agreement. "But I enjoy their company very much." He leans down to give you another sweet kiss on the cheek.

"But I enjoy your company most of all~."

||THE END||

[[OUAGH I hope I did a good job here. I tried to add as much fluff as possible so it ended up being pretty long. My apologies. But with this story finally out of the way ill be able to work on requests in about a week or so! Thank you all for the support! It means alot to me♡]]

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[whoopsyeahokay]

October Sun

summary: Xavier had been acting cagey for weeks, a fact you hadn't had the heart to address since Maddie's disappearance. but with his dubious return to school and how he loitered in the periphery of Nicole and Simon's orbit, you thought it was about time to get answers. too bad one pale, cow-eyed jock had other plans.

pairing: Wally Clark x fem!reader

warnings: eventual smutty smut smut. and mad spoilers. and obvious Canon divergence.

✨ alright, beauties, this part ended up with a wordcount almost 3x longer the others, so tumblr forced me to split 'er up. 😅 PART FIVE and PART SIX will be posted in tandem with this one, so y'all don't have to wait to read both 😊

bon reading, frens

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OCTOBER SUN pt.4

Xavier knew that whatever oddness you displayed, it was done with intention.

Sticking wads of gum in your hair at recess? Hana's brother had shaved a strip off the top of Hana's head in 5th grade and you needed to give your mom a reason. Giving Xavier's dad a casserole in a pan he'd have to return? He and Xavier hadn't had a homecooked meal since Xavier's mom went to visit her sister in 8th grade. Now every other Wednesday was circled on the calendar in Xavier's kitchen, Family Dinner scrawled in red sharpie.

So, whatever had possessed you into your uncharacteristic choice of outfit, Xavier knew there was a reason.

"Don't." You warned as soon as you opened the door.

Xavier smirked, eyeing you as you climbed into the passenger side of his truck. Of your friends, Mathilda was the one who layered herself in dark colors; a walking shadow with sass and a violent streak. You, on the other hand, tended toward a more eclectic wardrobe and never reached for black on black, especially since...

Well. Since.

Xavier recognized your leather jacket, the lapels boasting a collection of button pins and silver studs, and band patches stitched into the sleeves. An accessorized exhibition of your taste in music and social commentary.

The jacket made sense.

What didn't was what was undoubtedly your uncle's Black Sabbath hoodie paired with black skinny jeans tucked into pointed-toe, matte black booties, the small heels on which had click-clacked down the walkway from your front door to the truck.

"Your mom's?" Xavier guessed, referring to the jeans and booties.

"Shush."

"No, no, no," Xavier said mildly, pulling into the road, "I happen to think you make it work. It's giving—" He swept the air in front of him dramatically with one hand, setting the scene, "—Crime in the Dead of Night."

You shoved your backpack into the footwell and buckled your seatbelt before leveling him with a glare. Well, maybe. He couldn't really tell through the enormous sunglasses you'd chosen to complement your peculiar ensemble, but your lips were pursed in that way they got when you were grumpy about something.

"Shut up, Zav."

"No really," Xavier insisted, "Incognito Chic. Doesn't look like you're hiding something at all."

You smacked him on the shoulder, unable to suppress a lighthearted chuckle. "No questions asked." You said, invoking a years-old promise you'd made in the aftermath of what had happened to you that third week of 7th grade.

It was an appeal for support without having to reveal things that didn't make sense yet. Perhaps never would. Just unconditional thereness from someone you trusted to have your back.

A knot curled in Xavier's gut. His grip tightened on the steering wheel for a short second before he managed to tamp the haunting feelings back to the darkest corner of his brain.

He'd taken advantage of that pact in recent weeks. Had asked you a few times to cover for him if Maddie asked after him; even had you send texts about band practice on random days when the schedule hadn't changed since last fall. Every Saturday in Lucas and Hana's garage.

The whole thing with Claire made him feel rotted from the inside out. He could only vaguely remember how it'd started. A dumb decision made at 3am on a Tuesday, swaying from too many hits of his vape and two shots of his dad's whiskey.

And you never questioned him. Not once. Just honored your end of the deal because you believed Xavier was your friend and wouldn't make you aid and abet his sleaze.

Fuck.

A few blocks from school, you reached across the bench seat and placed a hand on Xavier's forearm, tone warm, "You sure about this?" You asked, "Cause we could go to the mall. Or drive up to the lake." Meaning his dad's cabin. "Or into the city."

Xavier gave you a weak smile, "Sounds like you're looking for an excuse to skip." He couldn't blame you. Still, "I need to do this, kiddo. Not just because I don't want the fucking trolls to win, but because there is someone in there who knows what's going on."

"So...what? You're going to track down leads and find Maddie yourself?" You raised an eyebrow. Again, Xavier couldn't quite see it with how much of your face the sunglasses masked, but your forehead shifted in a way to suggest it.

"Hey, I'm open to ideas if you have any you'd like to share."

You sighed heavily, shook your head. "Nah, B, I got nothing. But if you need help, just let me know." You smiled, patted his shoulder, then bent forward to grab your backpack.

Pulling into an empty spot in the parking lot, Xavier wrestled with asking you for another favor. After all the deceit, he should take responsibility for his own shit, but he didn't have the mental fortitude to deal with Mathilda's—albeit well-meaning—stance against his choice to return to school.

She'd made a fuss in the group chat the night before, words all capitalized and stressed in bold, and Xavier wasn't looking forward to listening to the barrage he was sure she'd prepared for him. Hana, Lucas and Eli, Xavier could manage, even if they shared Mathilda's point of view. But Mathilda? Was a force of nature.

You'd just slid out of the truck, were about to shut the door, when Xavier swallowed and forced himself to ask, "Do you think you could run interference?"

You studied him for a moment, likely wondering if it was worth it to take the bullet on Xavier's behalf, and then, "Sure thing, I got you."

Xavier was profoundly grateful to count you as a friend—hell, after all you'd been through together—a sister.

He put every ounce of sincerity behind his words, "Thank you," and offered you a proper smile, all teeth and crinkled eyes. You responded with a smile of your own, bright and buoyant and a boon to the anxiety rending his confidence.

"I'll see you in there." You chirped, stepping back and giving a mock salute, "Good luck!"

Xavier sat in his truck until you disappeared into the school, waited for the door to shut behind you before he leaned over and opened the glovebox. His vape sat on top of a mess of empty takeout wrappers and vintage CDs—the latter a testament to how old his truck was.

He hovered, stock still, chewed the inside of his cheek as his lungs and brain yearned for a taste of sweet-cotton-numbness.

"You know, you don't have to lie to me." Maddie's disappointment was palpable, pressing under Xavier's skin like cold fingers.

"Okay, fine, I'm a total burnout who is skipping class to get high in his car. Congratulations, you got me." He nonchalantly responded.

Maddie smiled, cute, dimpled, and said, "For the record, you're the worst liar in the world."

Xavier's heart broke.

Abruptly, he smacked the glovebox closed and opened his door, hauling himself out of his truck in a blur of movement. He needed to get his ass in gear before he changed his mind and fucked up again.

Today, he was going to make damn sure he did better.

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PART THREE - PART FIVE

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[infectedhome]

"Imposter."

!! TW // scopophobia, puppet gore !!

(this happens some time after Wally arrived at Watcher's mansion, so a while after Barnaby's death.)

ㅤㅤㅤHe'd been feeling... off, for days. Something had changed, but pup couldn't place his finger on what. Pup wasn't feeling right since before, but... this was different. He found itself looking behind its shoulder more frequently, abruptly waking up from nightmares almost every night, scratching his hand until it bled after they'd managed to stop that bad habit.

ㅤㅤㅤThe others were worried, but he just brushed it off and told them it was nothing, probably. What would pup tell them, anyways? They already had enough on their plates, and he wasn't even sure of what it was, yet.

ㅤㅤㅤAnd maybe he didn't want to know.

ㅤㅤㅤHe woke up nauseous one night, the air cold even though pup was surrounded by the others. It managed to make its way between them and get off the large bed, quickly walking to the closest bathroom to lock themselves in it. He pressed its back against the door, breathing irregularly, heavily; their vision blurry and its mind spinning. What was happening?

ㅤㅤㅤHe felt a sharp pain coming from his left arm, grabbing it with its other hand and uselessly tried to focus its vision on it to no avail. With shaky steps he approached the bathroom sink, stepping on a stool already there for all the smaller residents of the mansion. frowning as much as it could, pup stared at the mirror trying to focus, wanting to see himself in an attempt to discover what was wrong.

ㅤㅤㅤThat's when he saw it. A third, vertical eye was staring back at pup from its forehead, its pupil a bright red.

ㅤㅤㅤHe felt even more sick than before, the air escaping from its lungs as he stepped back, missing the stool and falling awkwardly to the floor. They clumsily dragged itself to the other side of the room, his eyes wide open in shock. His whole body was now shaking violently, breathing desperately fast.

ㅤㅤㅤWhat? Why? No, no, no, this couldn't be. It was gone. He saw how it burnt with their own eyes. He was the one who burnt it. Why was it still here?

ㅤㅤㅤAn even stronger pain coming from the same arm as before interrupted its thoughts, causing him to look down at it. Something from inside of pup was cutting open its cloth, some stuffing coming out alongside a black substance he was awfully familiar with.

ㅤㅤTears had formed in his eyes, quickly falling down its cheeks as he stared in horror, the substance slowly covering its hand, creating more painful cuts in order to get out.

ㅤㅤHis vision was failing, tempting to loose consciousness because of the shock. But he wasn't thinking about that anymore. He was thinking about the others, the family that was still on the bed pup was laying on not so long ago. He was scared, not so much for itself, but for them. What if he hurt them? What if they get infected? They were under so much danger, and they didn't even suspect it...

ㅤㅤㅤWith the little strength he had left, pup approached the door of the room and locked it, finally collapsing in front of it. He wanted to keep them safe. Pup was going to keep them safe, no matter what. He'd refuse to open the door to anyone... Although its unlikely he even could, barely being able to move because of the pain, all his limbs going numb as it felt how it took control over his arm.

ㅤㅤㅤThe world went dark, after that. All pup could do is think; think about what happened, think about what he did. This must be its punishment, he thought; punishment for not being strong enough. For being scared. For not being able to protect his family, back then and now. He was sorry, pup promised he was, but this didn't help.

ㅤㅤㅤHe was alone, with his worst nightmare.

#infected home au #lore #post-neihborhood lore #post-neihborhood #welcome home #welcome home au #wally darling #art #horror #welcome home puppet show #angst #scopophobia #tw scopophobia #puppet gore

[mx-darling-1]

Hello, I can ask for a request.. I could make a fanfic where all the Welcome characters appear in the real world, mainly in the reader's house. Now they and the reader have to share a house and try to find some way to send them back to their world... I think it would be cool for a story

(Bonus: maybe while changing channels on TV, they come across another puppet show)

That could be really interesting! I'll see what I can do! Tw: Wally has seperation anxiety and a minor panic attack

Wally Darling x GN reader Real World Jealousy

Its been a couple weeks since the characters from your favorite childhood tv show suddenly appeared in your house. Youve slowly been getting used to it, although its been hard hiding them from the public eye. Well, Barnaby is 8ft tall after all. Its much easier to sneak Wally around, so you often spend more time with him and Julie. Although, and you would never tell the others this, you definitely preferred spending time with Wally. He was always your favorite character and you guessed that just bled into adult hood.

Over these past couple of weeks Wally had begun to cling to you. As soon as he appeared in your home it was like he already knew you. And, little did you know that he did know you, he's watched you since you were little, and you were always his favorite watcher. The longer he got to be by your side, the more he craved your attention. It was the most important thing to him now. And he almost felt guilty, all his friends were trying to figure out how to get home, but he never wanted to leave. He would even get irritated at his friends whenever they got to close to you or took to much of your attention, overall he seemed very snappy to everyone but you. You didnt seem to notice at all, until the day you were just flipping through some TV channels.

You didnt think it was a big deal, flipping some channels just to find something to watch. Wally was getting some beauty sleep and you were on the couch with Julie and Barnaby. They usually enjoyed more childish shows so you were scrolling through one of the kids channels when you came across Sesame Street, without really thinking about it, you put it on the TV to watch. You notice the tone in the room shift and suddenly a door from somewhere behind you slams open hitting a wall. Your head slams back as you look for whoever slammed the door, only to see Wally staring at the screen in absolute disdain, and you couldn't get over how terrifying it was. Wally never stopped smiling, but it was obvious that he was pissed as he walked over to the couch.

Wally just grabbed the remote, turning the TV off before turning back to look at you. "Sesame Street? Are you trying to replace us neighbor? Why would you want to replace us? We are supposed to be your favorite! I'M supposed to be your favorite!!" His voice was becoming more frantic, and you didnt even notice all the other puppets leaving the room as Wallys actions became desperate, walking closer and closer to you. He grabbed your hands, staring eye level with you although you were seated on the couch and he was standing.

"Wally...hey now..." He became even more desperate, pleading with you. "Please [Name], please dont leave us. Please dont abandon us. Dont abandon me..please please plea-" As tears streamed down your face you pulled Wally closer to you, causing him to go limp in your arms. You couldnt help this overwhelming sadness that took over you as you became desperate to help him, your favorite Wally Darling. "Hey, Wally. I'm never going to leave you, I will never replace you. For you and your neighbors, Welcome home will always be my favorite. No silly puppet show is going to change that. And you will always be my favorite, my Darling. So please Wally, never think like that again." Gently you grabbed Wallys face and placed kisses across it. You could feel Wally melting in your arms as he smiled up at you. "You really mean it neighbor?" You nod softly, smiling at him as you see his lovesick relieved expression. "Of course, and I'll always mean it Wally, even when you guys find your way back home."

Im not too sure how I feel about this one, but hopefully it lived up to expectations! Its a bit short since i wrote more but tumbler deleted it😭

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[tremblingmuse]

could you maybe do Wally Clark with prompt 6 like fluff level 9/10?

xx

Weird Ass Dream

Wally Clark x Reader

Im very much willing to do a pt.2

Two best friends, died a year apart. How tragic.

Just a year after Wally Clark broke his neck, Y/n fell off the roof. It was an accident, she was having a cigarette and tripped.

Now she was dead, sitting in a circle with other ghosts. And next to her deceased best friend.

She wasn’t sure if they were friends anymore really. He won’t even look at her.

“Yeah I wasn’t wearing my good shoes, what can you do?” She shrugged it off when the teacher in shoulder pads asked her how she felt.

Everyone had been looking at her strangely. Only more so when she didn’t seem to mind her death.

“Is something on my face?” She asked.

“No it’s just, you don’t seem to care that you’re dead.” A boy named Charley spoke up.

“Well it was my fault, my only unfinished business is to stop being an idiot.” She laughed to herself dryly. No one else found it funny.

After group Y/n stopped Wally. “Hey! Wally wait up!” He has been ignoring her.

“Oh hey.” He cleared his throat, feeling awkward.

“Look, I know this is weird. But you’re acting like you don’t even know me.” She lightly shoved his shoulder. She always did that when she was trying to get him to listen.

Like really listen.

“And why is everyone looking at me?” She mumbled as everyone walked out the door. Smirks on their faces.

“I kinda told them we dated.” Wally spoke quickly. So much so she almost didn’t hear him.

It took her a moment. That would explain the girl in black’s comments. And the funny look Charley had been giving her all day.

“You what?!” She smacked him in the chest. He retracted in on himself.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to- stop hitting me!”

“Why would you do that? What if there are any cute ghost boys? They won’t want me now!” She whispered.

Wally rolled his eyes.

“They were just asking why I would follow you around all the time and I told them we were fiends but they didn’t believe me.” He explained.

She sighed.

“So you just told them we were dating?” She asked flatly.

“Well I didn’t think it would matter! Then you just had to go and die!”

“This is not my fault! You need to tell them you lied!” She started to walk away.

Wally grabbed her arm. “Y/n, wait.”

She spun around. Looking at him, she realized how stupid it was to be bad at him for something like that. She had her best friend back, she’s already dogging on him.

She hugged him. “Wally, I’m just glad you’re here.”

“Me too. But I was gonna say we could just, fuck with when for a while. This is a great opportunity.” He looked down at her.

She took a moment to think. And realized the genius of his plan.

“Okay, but don’t mess it up.” She pointed at him.

He gave her a look of betrayal. “I won’t mess it up!”

“I will not let you ruin my dream of fake dating.”

“That’s a fucking weird ass dream.”

“Shhhhhhhh.”

#fanfic #milo manheim #school spirits #wally clark #x reader #fanfiction #wally clark x reader

[pinejayy]

Doll (Wally Darling x Reader) part 2

Part 1 / 

I just wanted to thank everyone who read part one!! I really appreciate it! 

Trigger Warnings: none really just Wally being a little unhinged 

As you were walking back to your place you couldn’t help but think to yourself about tomorrow. It was very kind of him that he invited you to his place, but you still couldn’t shake that uneasy feeling about his house. Maybe it was the eyes and how it watches the whole neighborhood. Or maybe the fact that it was alive. But you didn’t want to let down Wally or even upset him by telling that his house freaks you out. 

As you made your way towards your house, you walked past Wally’s house and you could already feel Homes eyes following you, you looked over at them, and nervously waved. As soon you face away from Home, you saw Sally in front of you. “HEYY Y/N!” She cheerfully yelled at you. “How are you doing? I didn’t see you all day?” 

You gasped slightly as you didn’t see her, but smiled as you saw your best friend. “OH JEEZ SALLY YOU SCARED ME!” You playfully frown. Which made her giggle slightly. “Sorry Sally, I was off somewhere.” You say. Still thinking about Wally and about tomorrow, you wonder if you should tell Sally? I mean she is your best friend afterall. “Hey I have to tell you something.” 

She looked at you, she could tell something is going on with you. “Sure thing pal! Is something the matter?”

“Good!” You quickly say, grabbing her hand and took off running to your house, and once you both were in you slammed the door. Sally looked at you, worry written all over her face. “Hey are you okay?” 

“Yes, it’s just that today I had a picnic alone at the butterfly garden. And Wally kinda showed up. Out of nowhere.” You say, looking at your friend. “And we talked and hung out for the time being. And once I said I was heading out Wally got upset. As if he didn’t want me to leave.” 

Sally smiled at you, she couldn’t help but fangirl a little. And you looked confused. “HE IS FINALLY MAKING A MOVE!” She yelled out. 

“Huh? What do you mean by that!” You say, trying to calm her down. “Sally!” 

“Oh silly! Can’t you tell! Wally has a huge crush on you!” She giggled. You didn’t believe her. Shaking your head. She shook her head back at you. “He does! I mean isn’t obvious! He likes you Y/N!” 

“You can’t be serious! He’s just a friend! He can’t have a crush on me!” You quickly say. Blushing slightly and shaking your head. “Wait that doesn’t explain why he randomly showed up to my private picnic! I didn’t even tell him!” 

“Maybe it’s his heart leading him to you.” She joked around giggling. “But you never know maybe he was going for a walk and randomly saw you and made his move.” She said. Which made you sigh softly, you didn’t think of that. “But what happened! I want details! PLEASE!” 

“Don’t get over excited, we just enjoyed the butterflies. And talked a bit, then at the very end Wally offered to make me food and invite me over to his house tomor-” But you were quickly cut off to a scream. 

“HE’S DEFINITELY MAKING A MOVE! DON’T YOU SEE! IT’S  A DATE!! A DATE AHHH.” She fangirled. She hugged you and picked you up and spun you around. Wait?! A date with Wally! After awhile she placed you down. Then you guys decided to sit on the couch of your living room. 

“Oh no, I just thought it was a other friend get together.” You whimper softly. “But I’m so nervous!” 

“Oh come one, he’s not a bad guy! There’s nothing to be nervous about.” She said. Rubbing your back to calm you down. You shook your head at her. “It’s not Wally I’m nervous about.” Sally looked confused. “Then what's up?” She asked.

“IT”S HIS HOUSE! I DON’T KNOW BUT I GET THIS UNEASY FEELING...” You say, quickly closing you mouth. Why did you just say that. Sally frowned slightly. 

“Hey it’s okay, there’s nothing to be scared of.” She said trying to comfort you. “Home is Home, there’s nothing uneasy about it.” 

“I know, but I can’t explain it. I don’t know why.” You say looking down. Feeling bad now. Sally stayed silence for a moment. Then she spoke up. “Hey everything is going to be okay. No need to bring yourself down.” She said, trying to calm you down. “Hey if you don’t mind I could come by tomorrow and you can talk to me. It’s getting quite late. And I’m sure you need rest for your date.”

You nodded and smiled at her, you gave her a hug. “Thank you. I appreciate it. Just make sure to be here before 3pm. That’s when I have my ‘Date’ with him.” You said. Sally hugged you back, giggling. 

“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow. And you better tell me who is goes afterwards!” She said, pulling away from the hug. You laughed and nodded. “I promise,I will.” 

After that both of you got up and walked to the door. you opened the door for her and gave her a last hug. “I’ll see you tomorrow Sally. Please sleep well.” You say. She smiled and nodded. “Goodnight Y/N! I’ll see you tomorrow!” And with that she ran off. You smile and wave as she left. Before you closed the door you looked at Wally’s house. Home was just staring at you, it felt like it was staring into your soul. You quickly slammed the door and sighed. “Maybe it’s best If go to bed.” 

You walked over to your bedroom and got ready for bed and feel asleep for the night. 

The Next Morning

You woke up in the morning feeling well rested. Feeling well rested! You couldn’t help think what Sally said. Wally having a crush on you? You didn’t know how to feel. But I guess you were going to find out today. As you did your normal morning routine and even going to Howdy’s to get some apples for Wally. You waited for Sally all morning but she never showed up. Did something happen? Or did she forget? Or maybe she woke up late. 

You still waited for her, but she still didn’t show up. You even try calling her but nothing...you sigh to yourself. “God dammit Sally...you overslept again.” You thought to yourself. Maybe she was right about Home. And maybe you were overthinking everything. As time passes you got ready. You put on your favorite outfit. 

As time passes it was almost 3! Oh shoot you’re gonna be late! You quickly grab the apples and made your way out and to Wally’s. As you ran over there you stood in front of his house, looking up at home. “Hey Home.” You said nervously. “Is Wally Home?” 

Home looked down at you and opened the door, making a few creeks. It’s as if Home was saying “Hello” 

You smile and walked in. “Wally you here? Home let me in.” You say loudly. As you walk in further Home quickly slammed the door making you jump. “AHH!”

“Hello Y/N, sorry about Home.” Wally said, as he appeared out of no where. “Home don’t be rude, Y/N is our guest.” Wally said firmly. Home creeks softly. “Sorry.”

“Sorry about that Y/N, It’s just that I told Home about today and I guess they just seemed a little too excited. But you look beautiful!” He said. “And are those for me?!” He said, pointing at the apples. 

You nodded and hand him the apples. “Yes, I know how much you like them!” He took the apples and you couldn’t help but blush at his comment. Beautiful? “Oh thank you Wally! And you look handsome as always.”

Wally blushed slightly. “Why thank you Doll. I appreciate it.” He said, taking your hand placing a gentle kiss on it. “Now, come on Doll. I made us a delicious meal!” He said walking you to the kitchen. Once you got the kitchen you saw an Apple Pie, Sandwiches and Apple juice. He placed the apples on the kitchen counter and walked you over to the table and pulled out a chair for you. 

“This looks good Wally, thank you.” You said taking a seat. He quickly brought over the food. “I hope you like Apple Pie, it has a special ingredient!”

You giggle softly and smile at him. “I bet this will be delicious thank you Wally!” 

Wally took a seat in front of you and you two enjoyed your meal. But he seemed to only take bites when you weren’t looking. After you guys were done with that meal, you thanked him. “It was definitely one of the best Apple Pies I’ve ever had!”

Wally looked at you, he just stared at you for a few seconds. His pupils grew slightly. But he shook his head and smiled sweetly. “Thank you Doll, I appreciate it! But could you do me a favor?” 

You nodded. “Sure!” 

He took your hand and leaded you back to the living room, and made you sit on the couch. “Stay here, I have something for you Doll.” He said and made his way to another room. After awhile he came back, with his hands behind him. “Close your eyes. It’s a gift for you.” 

You close your eyes. And then you felt something being placed on your lap. “You can open them Doll.” You open your eyes and you see a painting of you. It was beautiful. “Wally this is beautiful, I really love it.” You felt your face get hot. “I love the colors!” You couldn’t help but admire the gift. 

Wally stared again, his eye twitched slightly. He was smiling wide. God he loved you so much. He loved his Doll~. “Thank you Doll~ I couldn’t help myself. You’re just so beautiful and I had to paint you. I even used a special red to make it pop.”

You blushed, god this guy is charming. You place the painting down and hugged him. “Thank you.” 

Wally smiled, quickly hugging you back. “Anytime Doll.” He whispered softly. “Y/N, do you know how to dance?” To which you shook your head which made him chuckle. “Home play us some music will ya?” 

All of the sudden music started to play in the background. “Just follow my lead Doll.” He said and started to move, you slowly moved along with him, Following his body. 

After awhile you were getting the hang of it and Wally seemed to notice. So he pulled you even closer. Bodies now against each other. You smile, feeling safe for some reason. You place your head against his chest. “You’re doing great doll, I’m so proud of you.” He whispers against your ear. Making you blush. 

After awhile the music stopped and you two were sitting on the couch. “Thank you for today Wally, I had a great time.” You say blushing looking away. Wally noticed that you looked away, and he placed his hand under your chin making you look at him. 

“Don’t hide your pretty little face doll.” He coos softly “But I had a great time too. But I do have something to confess.” He said, staying quite for a few seconds before speaking up again. “I really like you Y/N.”

“You like me?” You said, blushing even more. Dammit Sally was right. She definitely going to be happy when you see her next time and tell her about this night. 

“Yes~ I wanted to ask you something else too.” He began grabbing your hands, holding them with his. Placing a small kiss on your hand. “Will you be mine, and mine only?” 

You sat there, shocked. “Yes.” You say softly which made Wally smile and he grabbed you and hugged you. Wally looked at you, he couldn’t help but admire your smile and eyes. You were prefect! You two sat there in silence just looking at each other. Slowly both of you lean in and then you felt his lips connect with yours. Wally couldn’t help him but bring you closer to him. Holding you close against his body. He deepen the kiss for a bit and soon after both of you pulled away for air. 

“Wow your lips are so soft Doll~”

Blushing you giggle. “Yours too.” Sally was right about Wally having a crush on you. But you still couldn’t help but think, why didn’t she show up. You wonder if she left you a voice message. “Hey Wally, if you don’t mind If I use your phone.” 

“Of course Doll, but what for?” He asked. “My phone is over there.” 

He pointed at his and smiled at you. “Thank you, I just wanna call Sally. She said she was going to come over at my place in the morning but never did. And I tried calling her too and she never answered.” You say getting up and walking to the phone. You started to dial her phone and waited. 

You didn’t notice Wally’s eyes on you. His eyes started to twitch.. his hands clenching onto his pants. His pupils seemed to get bigger as he looked at you. 

After a few minutes of you waiting you got nothing back, making you frown. You gave up and hung up the phone. Looking over at Wally he just smiled innocently. “Everything okay Doll~” He said lowly, his voice sounded a little different. 

“She didn’t pick up?” You say frowning, walking back to Wally and sitting by him. “I hope she’s okay.” 

“Don’t worry Doll, she’s probably busy with her next play. I’m sure she is resting well.”

“I hope so, she’s my best friend.” You say looking down. Wally made a face when you said ‘best friend’ he was getting quite upset. You looked at him and he quickly smiled at you. “I’m positive she’s okay Doll.” 

You just nodded and smile at him. “Maybe you’re right, maybe she is working on her next play.” You say. Smiling at him. 

For the next few hours Wally and you talked to each other and kissed ;)) . But you enjoyed every moment of it. But soon after it got late and you had to get going. 

“It’s getting quite late. I should get going.” You say getting up. But Wally stopped you. “Yes Wally?”

“Can I walk you back to your place.” 

You smiled and nodded, both getting up and walking to the door. The door opened by itself and it creeked once you stepped outside. “Home is saying goodbye.” 

“Oh how very nice, goodbye Home. Have a wonderful night.” You say nervously. 

Wally noticed your tone and his eye twitched slightly. But he smiled at you. He walked you to your home and placed a kiss against your lips. “Thank you for today Doll, I had a great time~” 

You kiss back and pull away smiling at him. “I also had a great time Wally, thank you. But I’ll see you tomorrow.” You say, opening your door. Walking in and looking at him one last time. “Goodnight Mr. Darling, take care.” And with that you closed the door.

Wally stood there smiling. “Goodnight Doll~” He whispers to himself and made his way back to Home. 

“You’re mine Y/N, My Doll and no one is ever going to get in between us~” 

“No One....”

Wow that was something alright, but what should happen next. Please comment your ideas uwu thank you guys I appreciate it. 

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Hi again Ghast °^°, I have a request that be either drabble or hc---you know I dont really care--- for a GN! Reader that struggles with sleep, a very much a "multiple all nighters" type of struggle. Sleeping isn't the hard part however, its the process of actually getting into bed and staying with only them and their thoughts, or be stuck in suffocating slience that leaved them too paranoid to sleep without feeling like they are being watched by someone, or something.

Wally would probably be the first to suggest having a sleep over, out a normal level of concern--or reliability--and he packs for the nines, face care, movies, coloring, painting, board games, books, man probably brought matching pajamas for the both of them. So even if the reader can't manage any sleep, they wont grow bored. Ofc kept it semi-vauge for your personal take on the idea, i cant wait to see what you may produce

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OHOHO.. MORE SLEEPOVER DRABBLES, YOU SAY..? I am feasting, flower anon- BWAHA /lhj /pos !!

I’m happy to see you again, though!! Hello again to you, too!! :] hehe!!!

Snoozing Soundly

Wally Darling x GN!Reader who struggles with Sleep

Drabbles Format, Relationship can be interpreted by Reader!

CW//There are descriptions of paranoia in this! I will put a red divider between the sections with it, so you can skip it if wished!! Stay safe, lovelies!

It had been days, at this point, since you had last properly slept.

The neighbours had noticed, of course they had— how could they not? From the eyebags painted messily under your eyes; to your staggering, lethargic movements; to your odd times of being out, or being inside your home.. It was pretty easy to piece together. They were worried, of course they were, but none of them were actually—? Very sure what to do about it.. You had begun to struggle even holding a conversation, at certain points— when your energy was especially bad, so asking if you were okay was a bit.. futile.

The first to come up with an idea was Barnaby, actually. He had been helping Wally brainstorm ideas on just what to do to help.

“Why not do a sleepover, or somethin’?” He chirped, idly fiddling with a stick between his paws, “Might help. We dunno why they can’t sleep, aft’r all.”

Wally’s eyes would light up a bit, before his smile grew— ever so slightly.

“That.. is a good idea, Barnaby. Thank you.”

With that, he’d slide over his untouched hot dog, an unspoken ritual between the two, and waved him off.

That following evening, your phone would ring— snapping you out of the half-asleep lull you were in. Your limbs felt achey and burnt, and your head held an ongoing pressure, but you dragged yourself to your feet despite this. Soon, you had grabbed your phone and placed it to your ear— Wally’s voice soon bleeding through it.

“Hello..!! I didn’t.. know if you’d pick up, ha ha ha!” He spoke softly, voice laced with concern. “Are you.. up to anything, tonight?”

You tell him no, but try to express the fact you were too tired to really do anything, if that’s where this was going..

“Oh— no, no..! I wanted to.. maybe propose a sleepover?” Beside him, on his end, he.. may have already packed a bag. Obviously, it’s a bag that can wait, but— he may have gotten a bit excited. “It’s.. okay if not, though, I understand you are tired, friend.”

His voice, albeit still somewhat flat, held genuine understanding— and you mulled over your options; soon agreeing. What’s the worst that could happen? Besides, the company might.. help.. with the constant nagging feeling you had.

TALK OF PARANOIA STARTS BELOW

What had started out as just a few sleepless nights soon quickly spun itself into suffocating paranoia. Each time you laid down, alone with your thoughts, the ebbing feeling you had throughout the day would run over you like a train. Your thoughts would quickly begin to spin out of control, until you felt stamped to your bedsheets. It felt like if you moved you were in danger, and if you stayed? Even more so. Nothing felt safe anymore— not safe from your thoughts, and you weren’t safe from it. It was exhausting, to never feel safe, to always feel watched. Maybe some company, or— hell, even just a distraction at this point, might help.. Your body longed for sleep, but your mind had been snapped into some sort of need for “protection” when there was no call to be protected.

END OF PARANOIA TALK

In just about thirty minutes, Wally had arrived with a little bag at his side. When you opened up the door, he stared up at you with a smile, one seemingly filled with relief.

“Hello, neighbour..!” He spoke with a smile, but to be fair— when didn’t he? “Can I come in?”

Your mind caught up to you, and you buffered. You kind of assumed it’d be at your house, but that hadn’t dawned on you until now. You hadn’t cleaned, you had been too tired to, and now you didn’t really have.. uhm, a chance.

Nervously, you told him yes and stepped aside so he could come in— immediately starting to babble apologies about the mess. Instead, he shook his head, and lightly put a hand on your arm.

“Would.. you like help, to clean? I don’t mind.” His smile softened. “I understand.. that you haven’t, yet.. You’ve been tired, it’s okay.”

No matter how the conversation went from there— you soon found him helping you to tidy up your home. You were on organization duty, and he was on mess/trash duty— which.. these “duties” weren’t directly specified, but it’s just sort of how you two fell into operation. Once finished, he’d just seem to contently place himself in your living room, legs crossed as he waited for you to join him— as he.. stared. Albeit that wasn’t uncommon for him, truly. When you did join him, he’d seem to be idly wiggling his head side to side.

“So..” As he spoke, he was— “discretely”— reaching for the bag he had brought. “I.. might’ve brought.. some stuff..”

From there, he began to rattle off exactly what he had brought— ranging from movies, to some of his art supplies, books, face masks (because of course he, Wally Darling, has face masks— have you seen him??), Monopoly (???), and.. and a set of matching pyjamas.

He had, earlier in the day, rung up Barnaby for suggestions on what to bring for entertainment at a sleepover! Barnaby, from afar, helped him pack— including the matching pyjamas. However, he had meant those as a joke— but Wally did not pick up on this, and instead genuinely brought matching pyjamas. They’re even in your size!!.. where did he get these??-

Very soon, after maybe some pleading from Wally, you were changed into the pyjamas and he was changed into his. He looked very content. From there, you two began to do a range of activities— albeit at a slow pace. Wally never rushed you to move faster or be more energetic, and instead encouraged taking breaks if you needed them!!

By the end of the night, you two had put on some random movie to giggle at on the old television. Wally was sat up, back against the couch as he crossed his legs, idly scribbling in a colouring book he had brought along. You were laid out on the couch, struggling to stay conscious. You felt.. okay. It was pleasant, relaxing even. Though some part of your body still held an ebb of worry— maybe even panic, it felt like it couldn’t reach you here, reach you now. You continued to struggle to keep your eyes open, the movie flipping by in the slow frames of your blinks, until you.. gave up. It was the middle of the night, the sun would rise soon, but you had no clue or care for that, now. You let yourself slip into sleep, ignoring the ebb of poorly-placed panic in your stomach as you did— it couldn’t reach you. You were safe.

Wally watched as you fell asleep, his hand slowing on his messy colouring book scribbling. He smiled a bit, soon sliding the book off his lap and onto the floor— and he stood. Grabbing a blanket nearby, he’d soon drape it over you, murmuring a soft “Goodnight, friend.. sleep well..” as he did. He then sat back down and nabbed the colouring book again. It’s impolite to leave when someone’s sleeping! So he’d be by your side, all the way until you woke up.

Gwgwgegegegg I HOPE YOU ENJOYED READING THIS!!! It was fun to write >:] I’m a sucker for sleepover prompts BWAHAHA

Have a lovely day!!

EDIT: Ignore that I forgot a title I’m SILLY

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PLEASE a wally x gender neutral!reader inspired on the song “sex with a ghost” that you suggested, it have so much potential! But pls NO nsfw, partycoffin don’t like it and we must respect his wishes

Have a lovely day/night <3

Wally: Sex With A Ghost

CW: Suggestive, Suicidal Thoughts and Actions

Summary: Wally is your imaginary friend who vanished one day, but now, he's returned.

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You weren't sure when it started, but you had started seeing your imaginary friend again. It had been years since that fateful day, the day where your mother had scared him away.

She would at least come to apologize for it. 's better than what most parents do, you had thought to yourself.

But now, he was here. Roughed up and dirtied but he was here.

In your darkest hour, he was here.

Before he could even speak, you ran to his side, holding his small, doll like body close to your frame. You feverishly kissed his forehead and pressed his head against your chest.

"... Did you miss me...? Ha.. Ha... That's good.. I missed you too..." The puppet went limp in your arms.

'You shouldn't be able to touch him, this can't be real,' the rational part of your brain says, but you couldn't care less. You finally had something, no, someone by your side.

You couldn't be happier.

Things were a lot different now. Wally had always been an adult, he was mature and caring: picking up where your parents had slacked off.

But now you were an adult too, now you towered over him instead. It was all so exciting.

Normal people couldn't touch their imaginary friends, but you weren't normal. You were exceptional.

"Perhaps that was why no one wanted to befriend you," Wally would ponder out loud, "You might seem unattainable."

Of course, that's a nicer way of saying, 'it's because you're a freak.' You didn't wanna say that to him though. You could never be mean to that face.

As an adult, your feelings about him changed. Strengthened by your loneliness, you found yourself getting bolder. Kissing him in places you hadn't before.. like on the lips.

Deeper and deeper. You couldn't get enough. He was everything to you. As you grew desperate, he became addicted. Addicted to your touch.

You were so, so warm. He loved sitting in your lap like some sort of show poodle. He loved the warmth that would radiate from your stomach to his back.

He loved your lingering hands, he loved how you could carry him like it was nothing.

He wanted nothing more than to share you with his friends, but he couldn't.

Because he wasn't truly there.

He weighed nothing because he was nothing. Nothing more than a figment of your imagination and love.

You hated it here, you wanted nothing but to go to his world. He spoke so highly of it, and you wanted nothing more than to get away from the grey world that surrounded you.

"Maybe you need to be nothing, like me?" Wally would float through the wall behind you, speaking as you took out your cooking utensils to prepare your meal.

"What? Like a ghost?" You would laugh before freezing.

...

Would that work?

"It could. It's like when you stab your pizza so I can have one too," Wally amused the thought a little further, his hands ghost yours as it gripped the kitchen knife, "But.. if it goes wrong then-"

"Let's do it."

"What...?"

"I wanna try. Anything would be better than here," your voice shook, your breathing accelerated.

Sweaty hands rose the knife to your throat. Black eyes watched with fear and... Hope.

"I can't do it alone. Please.."

Wally nodded, his hands laid up on your own. And they pushed.

Pain shot through your throat, red blood sprayed out like a geyser. The knife clattered against the tile. You slip in your own blood and fall.

.

..

...

Your head doesn't hit the kitchen tile though. Instead, it rests on a plush lap.

"...Wally..?"

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A/N: No worries! I don't even write NSFW content (or well, not in the porn way lol.) Also, if this goes too far- PLEASE let me know. I struggle a lot with telling what's appropriate and what's not.

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Nighttime Friend

summary ; reader is some sort of scrapped character and is also wally’s slightly scary looking friend . wally likes scary people /ref

tw ; body horror? described reader very little but they are meant to be. well. Scrapped. , very very very fast and loose canon compliancy wise … mix of drabble and hcs for my own sanity. alternates from 'in show' to 'real world' type of setting ! maybe confusing. + very little proofreading

wc - 1.8k

It’d been such a nice day out today. The clouds had given way for the sun to shine upon every flower and the trees had gave way for comfortable patches of shade and the grass had given way for a comfortable bed which in turn gave way for someone to rest on it for a while. Wally had found himself enjoying recreating his scenery quite a bit today, there were just so many little details to add and take in to capture in oil paints. It truly, truly was such a wonderful day.

And yet, he couldn’t help but be excited for it to end.

Not out of exhaustion or irritation! No, no, quite the opposite, really! He loved spending time with his friends out and about, even if they would just stop by to talk while he painted, he loved every moment of it. Yet, he always knew that he was missing one of his friends whenever he was out like this. He couldn’t help but let his thoughts drift off to the one person he’d never had come up to talk to him as he finished the wings of a butterfly or simply sit in contentment with when brushstrokes closed off a leaf on a tree.

So, when the sky had begun to shift colors, he was quick to pack his supplies away. The sun gave way for the beginnings of stars, the heat ebbed away to a comfortable medium that gave way for the cozy mental image of a light blanket. He’d returned a quick, whipping wave from Julie with a cooler, lazier one of his own and a chimed ‘Good night, neighbor.’ He’d given well wishes to Frank and a light-hearted ‘Don’t stay up too late,’ to Howdy, so on and so forth. He’d always liked giving his friends one last little reminder that he cared about them before he returned back home. He liked making sure his friends were happy, that was always very, very important to Wally.

As such, he always made sure to make sure you were happy, too.

As far as he could tell, none of his other friends knew about you. He’d asked Sally if she’d ever seen someone about your height in her audiences, asked Eddie if he’d ever seen a letter with an odd address, and Barnaby if he’d ever heard a specific kind of laugh. All of his questions came back with uncertain answers, they could recall something similar, but there was never anything definite. They could feel like they'd seen something not far off from his description, but it never was on the mark.

(To be entirely fair, he couldn’t really remember when he’d first seen you either though. It comes out foggy whenever he tries to recall, vague shapes and colors all blurring together incoherently when he tries to think of the first thing you’d ever said to him. He hopes he didn’t say anything silly to you. He likes making a good first impression, after all!)

[He couldn't remember what you originally looked like anymore. It was all just blobs of colors in his mind. He couldn't find any recordings or artwork. He couldn't find the portrait of you from that one episode recorded a long time ago. He knew he hadn't gotten rid of it. It was hidden, somewhere in that workshop.]

He’d offered to introduce you to them properly, a few times now. You’d always shake your head quickly, insisting you weren’t ready to be seen yet. That was alright, he just figured you were a little shy. Maybe you’d get along well with Poppy … He could wait to find that out.

(He could pick up on the unspoken bits. You weren’t ready to be seen like this. You didn’t know what they would say. He could understand. He didn’t like being seen with his hair down. Friends or not, there was always that nagging, wasn’t there?)

[So why, then, did he not worry about hiding away when he’d return with hair flattened by rain or bedhead in the mornings? Why then did you slink out whenever he’d come back to ask how his day was? Why was it different? Why did he feel different when it came to you? Why did he feel different about you? Is this how friends think of eachother? He didn’t think about anyone else in the neighborhood like this. Why was it that whenever you’d dismiss his offers words would pool on his tongue, tied by something unfamiliar and new-]

“I’m home, dear!” He was never one to change his volume much, he’d always struggled with getting much louder than his normal speaking voice. Yet, he’d always get just a bit louder whenever making this (quite uneeded, you could hear the door closing along with his footsteps) announcement of sorts.

He could feel his smile grow just a tad wider when he’d picked up on those telltale, quiet footfalls from somewhere else in Home. He could feel something or other pull at his chest when you’d finally shambled into view, instinctively stepping forward to help close the gap. It was something of a routine, at this point, evident in how you’d leaned down the moment he’d his hands up to you, finding their place at the sides of your face.

(You felt different from him and his friends, less soft and more scratchy. Not to any jarring degree, just enough that when he’d brush a thumb over your cheeks or your hand he would pick up on the difference. It was a curious little bit, to him.)

[You’d remarked on the difference yourself, once. You’d been particularly touchy that day, holding his face in your hands and raking nails through the shortest parts of his hair. You’d said he felt so fuzzy. You’d said you missed feeling fuzzy too. You didn’t say anything else that night. He’d taken to tracing shapes on your hands and arms when you both finally laid down. His tongue was tied again, surplus of words choked back. He liked the way you felt, it was unique to you. He didn’t mind the difference, he didn’t mind that you looked different, it wasn’t your fault, there were just some budget cuts that-]

You didn’t have to speak, either, with how familiar and treaded this routine was he already knew what you were asking when you’d tug on one of his sleeves and nudge further into his hands.

(You didn’t talk too much, you said that it felt funny if you did it for too long. He could vaguely understand that, your voice sounded just a tad different to the others as well. You obviously had your own tone and vocal quirks, but it was always just a little off in some indescribable way. There was always something humming underneath your words, like feedback on a microphone.)

[He was finding he rather liked the sound of feedback on a microphone. He was finding he rather liked you, he was finding himself imagining you waving him over while having tea with Julie, or laughing at something Barnaby said at a picnic while you sat next to him, or some other little fantasy. They felt so real that it hurt to think about. If he could just find lots of thread and more of your original parts then maybe things could go back to that script-]

“Oh, I have so much to tell you! Sally’s working on another play, and it’s actually very interesting so far. It’s about …”

-Wally finds you veeerry very interesting in many ways. He won’t pry too much if he ever notices his questions seem to upset you, but do expect an inquiry or two about this and that. They mostly revolve around how certain things feel for you, after all, he’d hate to do something to accidentally make you uncomfortable! Oh, it’s too hard for you to lift something up? That’s ok, he can get it for you! It’s too uncomfortable to talk? Just fine! He’s got plenty to talk to you about in your stead.

-When you’d first started interacting, the staring was a point of discomfort. You knew he likely didn’t mean anything by it, but it was hard to not feel just a little anxious under his gaze. While you knew he was just like that, it didn’t stop you from worrying if he was judging you- which! he has (and will!) reassure you time and time again that he would never do! He loves you far too much to do anything like that :[ … while he definitely struggled with remembering to, he made an effort to try and . not . stare too much, and even when he did he would focus on select things (your eyes were his favorite by far, scuffs from landing the floor time and time again and all) rather than you overall in hopes you wouldn’t worry as much. If it’s ever one of those days where you just can’t seem to stand being looked at by any means, he offers to walk around in a blind-fold. He does NOT care if he trips and falls, he just wants his dear friend to be happy. Besides, you tend to keep him safe when he sticks by your side, so he trusts you won’t let him make an utter fool of himself.

-On better days, though, he likes to paint you. He likes painting all of his friends, of course, but it’s different when it comes to you. Every last portrait makes him find some little detail he hadn’t noticed before. Just last week he’d noticed you had multicolored scraps of fabric sticking out just above one of your wrists. The week before that he’d noticed one of your fingers had dark blue stitched attaching it to your hand. So on, so forth. (While he struggles with his words when it comes to you, he really does find you captivating. You’re full of so many little bits and pieces all entangled in such an interesting way he’s never imagined before. If he could get himself together and you could bear listening to sappy-speak at length, he would go over every last detail that he adores about you, from the scraps to the threads to the faint scuffs in your pupils. He does hope he doesn’t look too silly whenever he stares at you for a brief moment or two, it gets hard to not smile just a little wider when he’s gazing at you so.)

-VERY very big fan of cuddling with you :] your ability to not exactly fall to the same physical boundaries that him and his friends due lends to you being able to pull him just a tad closer. He likes the pressure when you lean on him with limbs keeping him close. While he does try to stay up as long as he can to spend time with you, at one point or another he does want to sleep … however that does not mean he would like you to seperate from him. Surely, you wouldn’t mind his “”“”“snoring”“”“”“”“” (read. repetition of ‘im sleeping’) too much, right? He sure hopes not, he’s a little too comfortable to really want to sleep anywhere other than in your arms.

-He tries to sneak you out in the daytime sometimes … he only does it when you’re alright with it, of course, but he’s veeerry careful. He understands you aren’t quite ready to meet all your friends (Yes, your friends. He knows they would love you, it was meant to be!) yet, so he’ll make sure to bring you to some pleasant places he knows they wouldn’t go to at that time whenever you want some fresh air. (Given the fact that you tend to be more active at night, chances are you sleep during the day. He finds your sleepiness to be very cute, so you’ll have to forgive him if he pokes just a teeeny bit of fun at you … he just thinks your tired play-arguing is fun.)

#welcome home x reader #wally darling x reader #mod writes