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sentientfunfetti · 6 months

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killer!wally/reader hcs

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REBLOGS AND FEEDBACK APPRECIATED!

CW// THEMES OF DEATH, POSSESSIVENESS, ABANDONMENT AND LONELINESS.

when you two first meet, he’s wary of you and a lot more aggressive. that is until you show that you’re not a threat. it takes a while, but when he finally does fall for you he’s head over heels. to the point you can’t leave his sight. he follows you everywhere.

due to the fear of you abandoning him, and him being all alone again, it’s only natural that he takes steps to make sure that just won’t happen. let it be locking doors, hiding keys, not answering questions. he hates lying, but if it makes you stay the he’s all for it. some things are better kept secret, after all.

speaking of questions: he loves both asking and answering them…but everyone has their limits. unfortunately for you, you tend to reach that limit very easily. if you ask too many too much, he’ll just…stare at you. eyes wide. pupils dilated. lips pressed into a thin line. silent…then carry on as if nothing happened! try not to push his buttons too much. he’s not above putting his pallet knife to use…

can’t imagine a world without you. you’re the kindest neighbor ever, after all!

loves everything about you. especially your eyes. eye contact was a bit hard for him after he lost one of his own, but after you showed up and showed you were accepting of that fact, oh boy did he love that. he loves your eyes, the color, the way they widen when your surprised…the fact you have both of them…

paints you religiously. he doesn’t even need you to model anymore. it seems like every time you turn around theres a new piece, or doodle of you somewhere.

more than anything, he just loves having you around. you brighten his day, make him smile, ease the pain of loneliness. you’re just so sweet. you make him feel warm and fuzzy. he can’t get enough of you.

as soon as you break down his walls, he’d do anything for you. anything. draw blood, trash all of his paintings, take his other eye. anything. all he wants to do is make you smile. make you stay. make you want him. he still doesn’t fully understand romance, or love, but all he knows is that you make him feel something new. something good.

if you two fight, he immediately comes to you apologizing. he’d break into sobs if you didn’t forgive him, and immediately beg you to stay. don’t leave him. if you refuse…well…

in short, he would make you stay if he needed to. he can’t have his favorite neighbor leaving so soon! he’d tie you up to a chair, and feed you everyday. he’d take good care of you. he’d let you out one day if you promise not to try and leave again. if not, then, it’s back to the chair! womp womp!

also loves the fact you’re taller than him. loves when you pick him up and move him around, the fact you have to look down at him, the fact you can cradle him so easily in your arms, he loves sleeping with you, and watching you sleep. you look so peaceful…

speaking of sleep. he’s plagued by nightmares and night terrors (yes those two things are separate things and conditions). you wake up to him screaming and kicking frequently, begging for his late neighbors to stay, for them to stop. at first, you were to afraid to comfort him, or wake him up, but after a bit you began to hold him close, whispering that it was just a dream in his ear as you watch his body relax.

he loves watching you sleep. when he wakes up from nightmares in the middle of the night and you aren’t woken up by his tossing and turning, he just sits up and watches over you. he feels nice knowing that you and him are safe there, together. you’re safe with him. always.

sometimes, he enjoys taking care of you too. he’ll sing to you as you fall asleep, tell you stories, teach you how to draw, anything that puts a smile on your face and makes your day.

when you two aren’t painting or overall just hanging out together, one of his favorite things to do is cuddle you. he loves feeling your body against his (not like that calm down), and he loves looking into your eyes while you two cuddle. more than anything, he loves listening to your heartbeat. it’s something he lacks, and he’s fascinated by it.

he’s fascinated about everything biological with you. one thing he can’t seem to grasp is the fact you can eat…like actually eat. with your mouth. he gasped when he first saw you bite into one of the apples he gave you. he also loves how squishy you are. the feeling of your skin is different than his fuzzy skin. he lets you ask your questions about his anatomy too…as long as you don’t ask too much.

has frequent hallucinations, and episodes where he becomes frantic, irritated and paranoid. sometimes he accuses you of hurting his friends, and taking them away. as scary as it is, you take the time to calm him down, get the knife away from him, and remind him that you’re here for him. that you care. be appreciates this, and most times takes a nap afterwards having spent all his energy tearing the studio apart looking for his friends.

wants to introduce you to Barnaby one day…or at least what’s left of him. doesn’t allow you into the other neighbors houses AT ALL. “neighbor…it’s rude to go into other peoples houses without knocking…naughty naughty…!”

at the end of the day, he’s harmless. as long as you stick around and make sure he’s in high spirits, this can only end well!

author’s note ⊹˚. ♡

just wanted to do some killer wally hcs. i absolutely love this little guy! such a silly little fellow! wahoo!

anyway, i have a few requests to do and some more of my own hcs i wanna do. if you have any requests, don’t be afraid to request them! until then :3

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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 1 year

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Can we get human wally? And puppet reader

[Sure!]

[I'm going through asks as fast as I can! I know I missed the party!]

《Human Au》

Wally hums along to the music playing from the old stereo his gramps' had pulled out from storage. Idly gazing at the strangers and a few of the neighbors going through the boxes.

"Wally my boy! Do you mind getting out a couple of other boxes! I left them in attic!" His grandpa calls out, helping one of the customers move a item to their truck.

Wally throws him a thumbs up, heading inside the creaky red home as he heads up the stairs.

Carefully avoiding a few loose boards, Wally's pampador loses itself as he trips over some hidden fabric. The young man scowls at the sight of his lose hair dangling down his face. "I should've used the ultra-hairspray today.." He mumbled sourly, pushing his strands away as he sat up.

Glaring at the rotten fabric that tripped him, but paused when giving it a closer inspection.

Moving the old thing away, a giant box was placed there. Definitely tucked away from the prying eyes of anyone coming up to the attic, no longer though. Now that Wally discovered it.

Pulling the tape and flapes away, Wally couldn't belive what he saw!

A puppet!?

Hesitantly pulling it out to take a closer look, his heart became mush when gazing at the felt friend lost to time. Not noticing the bright red marker words saying "1979. Don't Remember." Scribbled on the sides of where you came from.

"Look at you, your color scheme, design, even your hair! Aren't you just darling~!" The young man laughed, wiping a bit of soot and dust off the puppet's clothes.

"WALLY! WALLY DARLING! YOU ALMOST DONE UP THERE!"

The blue-nette, startled by his grandmother's wail, he drops your cotton stuffed form back in the box. Quickly giving you a apologetic glance as he calls back down, saying he was fine. Swiping close to his cardigan as he glances over at the box you came from.

He'll look at later, he silently promises. Hiding your puppet-y self away in his guest room as he comes back down stairs. Completely forgetting what he needed to get from the attic.

[Dun dun! I wanted to go for a classic 70s horror movie vibe! Did I nail it? Comments, reblogs, hearts, are super, and always appreciated! Thanks u!]

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anndra-k · 11 months

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Thought this was funny. Ha..ha..ha. @:)

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blu3-j · 11 months

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Jewelry & Puppy Eyes

Jewelry Wearing! Reader x Wally

Tw: none

(Alright, side note, I’m making it so Barnaby occasionally calls you teacup in any fanfics he’s in now. Yes, they are a breed of dog. So tiny. So adorable. Just like you!)

Oooh, Wally likes you~! And during one of your walks with your best friend, you drop a ring! Wally reaches down for it and attempts to hand it to you—but what’s this? Julie and Sally notice?! Oh, my! What hijinks are going to occur next?

It was another sunny, peaceful day. Originally, you had planned to stay at home all day and work on your latest hobby. However, soon after Eddie popped by early in the morning with your mail in hand, Wally appeared knocking at your door with a picnic basket in hand. He was such an early bird on some days, and today seemed to be one of them.

“Good morning, Y/N!” Wally chirped in his monotone voice. You were embarrassed, to say the least, that Wally was seeing you in such a state. You weren’t much of a morning person, only having woken up about 10 minutes ago to answer Eddie’s knock. Your hair was tangled, clothes disheveled, and the ghost line of drool that had dribbled down your chin while you were asleep had yet to be wiped off yet. Wally observed your appearance for a moment, looking up and down, before he continued. “Oh, did I come too early?” Blush dusted your cheeks, and you chuckled, mumbling a sheepish “yeah.” He held the basket in front of him. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Y/N. I got a bit too excited to see you.” His robotic laughter filled the morning. “I wanted to give you this.” He handed you the basket excitedly. Upon peeking inside, there were a few flowers, and a small painting of a flower field. “I saw that flower field, and the flowers reminded me of you!” His posture straightened a little as his smile widened. “Oh, I wanted to ask you if you’ll accompany me later on a walk. Would you like to?”

A small rush of energy flowed through you, and you eagerly nodded. You had to guess you’ll find time later to work on your hobbies. At least you didn’t have to worry about bills in this new world. Or taxes. Or worry about paying for groceries at the store with anything except gossip, stories, crafts, and jokes. Money was no issue, it wasn’t even really a concept in this neighborhood.

The little yellow puppet rolled on his feet as he stared up at you. You watched as his pupils grew a small moment. It was something that happened often, especially when he was around you. The two of you had grown close over the time you’ve been here, and although it took a while, you eventually began to get used to his little quirks. Eating with his eyes, his pupils able to grow and shrink, his staring, and even his strange ability to completely shroud his face in darkness except for his eyes no matter what lighting he was in. You barely even took notice of how monotone his voice and laughter are anymore. They were all normal to you by now. Some of it was even considered a bit endearing, in a strange way. You still remember what Barnaby had taught you what some of it meant.

“Barnaby?” The large dog looked down to you before pulling his pipe out of his mouth.

“What’s up, teacup?”

“I’ve noticed Wally’s eyes sometimes grow. What does that mean?”

His mouth curled up a smidge. “Well, that could mean many things,” he started. “It could mean that he’s eaten something, it could mean that he’s happy, or sometimes it could mean that whoever he’s looking at with ‘em is someone he really adores.” His belly rumbled with soft laughter as he looked to you in the corner of his eye. “Maybe my little buddy has someone he really likes.” He shrugged, looking away and putting his pipe back to his mouth and puffing. “Or maybe he just really likes food. I don’t blame the little guy.” He hummed, putting a paw to his chin. “A hot dog sounds really good right now. What do ya say, teacup? Wanna go get a hot dog? My treat!”

“Great!” Wally responded. You two took a minute to find a time, eventually settling on a few hours from now to let you wake up and get ready. He walked off blowing you an air kiss goodbye, and you found yourself blowing one back. Air kisses were something he had begun doing weeks ago, and he used it for many things. Excitement, adoration, hellos, goodbyes, and everything in between. After a few days, you decided to begin doing it back, knowing he was just excited to know something new and didn’t mean anything more to it. Even after he found out through some of the others that it was only reserved for special people and situations, he still kept doing it to you, and you to him. It was like your secret handshake.

The door clicked closed and you decided to take the time to get ready to face the day. Breakfast was quickly made, a shower was taken, and a colorful outfit was put on. A few of the others had all gotten together soon after you arrived to make you some colorful and unique clothing pieces as a “Welcome home” gift. Finally, you reached over to a shelf in your closet with your jewelry. Some rainbow clip-on earrings, your friendship bracelets Sally, Julie, Frank, and Eddie made you, and a ring. Frank was the most hesitant to give you his friendship bracelet he made for you, saying it was Julie’s idea, but you could tell through his eyes he loved seeing you wear it as much as the others did with theirs.

Right on time, a knock rapped through the door. Walking down the stairs, you saw through the window in your living room it was Wally. He glanced through the window and made eye contact with you as you walked down and waved. With a smile, you opened the door to him.

“Hello, again!” He piped. Then he held out his hand for you to take. You greeted him back and took his hand, leaving the house and closing the door after you. Wally liked holding people’s hands, but held his best friends’ hands the most.

The walk was calming and filled with joyous energy. The birds chirped song off in the distant woods, the other neighbors cheerfully went about their daily activities, occasionally greeting the two of you as they passed by, and the sky was clear and blue as day. Even the barely noticeable music—which was something extremely unexpected but normal here—was laid back and casual. The two of you occasionally struck conversation as you walked, with mainly you doing most of the talking while Wally gladly stared and listened.

Then you felt something slip from your finger. Oh no! Your ring! Wally was quick to notice, and let go of your hand to crouch down. He gingerly picked it up and held it up to you. You couldn’t help but smile and reach out for it when—

GASP!

Julie and Sally’s gasps were made obvious to you. Glancing over, the two girls had dropped all of the stage props they had been carrying and were staring with wide eyes at the scene in front of them. Oh, no. Julie held her face with her hands and Sally held closed fists towards the front of her face while their smiles grew and eyes began to sparkle. The quiet squeals from the two was what finally caught Wally’s attention. He looked to them, then back at you, to them, and finally settled on you. A small wrinkle appeared on his forehead, and he held up the ring to you once more.

“Oh my gosh! Wally are you proposing to Y/N?!” Sally exclaimed.

“Y/N, are you going to say yes?!” Julie continued.

“Are you two going to get married??!!” The two finished in unison.

You stammered back a step as your face flashed hot. “W-what?! No!” You looked down to Wally in desperation. But he only stared back at you. “I’m not going to marry you!” A chuckle escaped your lips as you continued, holding a hand to your face in exasperation. “We haven’t even gone on a single date, and I require a romantic relationship to last at least a few years before I even consider saying yes to that question! Wally’s not going to be my husband, you two.” You put your hands to your hips and glanced at the pair before noticing something in the corner of your eye. Wally’s pupils grew.

You spoke before you could even think of an answer. “Wally,” you deadpanned. “I’m not going to marry you.” His pupils continued to grow a tiny smidge and he widened his eyes so they shined in the sunlight, a small additional blush forming on his cheeks. Finally, he tilted his head cutely to the side. His puppy dog face. The same exact one Barnaby had taught him a while back—and a face you could almost never say no to. You tried everything you could. You tried to look away, you tried to ignore him, you even tried to wait it out until he gave up. But in the end, you couldn’t resist those adorable eyes.

You sighed. “Alright,” you slowly began. You thought for a moment to carefully decide your next words. “I’ll call you my husband on one of two conditions. One, you take me on a date. If it goes well, and we become a couple, wait a few years, and then you can ask and I may say yes. Two, we stay as friends, and I’ll call you my platonic husband.” His pupils grew even more, and he finally stood from his previous crouching position.

The girls watched in anticipation.

Romantic Option:

He stood up and gently grabbed your hand, putting the ring in your palm. But he didn’t let go of your hand.

“Okay!” He chirped. “Y/N…” For the first time, he looked away while he was talking to you. Only for a moment, though. “Will…” He hesitated. “Will you allow me to accompany you on a date?”

You sharply inhaled, and your face felt as if it was on fire. It most probably looked like you had been sunburned by now, you figured. Suddenly, it all made sense. The air kisses, the hand holding, the pupil growing, even the occasional gifts. Some he did with only you, or he did the most only when you were around. Even Barnaby hinted at it! Does that mean the others knew, too? Or was it just speculation? How did you never notice? How did you never put all the puzzle pieces together?

Wally continued to stare with anticipation, and tilted his head. You ignored the girls to the side as you stared back into his eyes.

He’s fun to be around, he’s patient, kind, compassionate, and while he may not always have thoughts behind those eyes of his, he’s always doing his best to understand and learn. And if you said no, then he most likely wouldn’t mind, and he wouldn’t push you on the matter any further.

What’s the harm in saying yes?

Time skip forward a few years, and there the two of you were. Happy and in love. You eventually moved in with Wally, and Home welcomed you with open doors. The two of you had done many things together. Painting, going on lovely picnic dates or dinner dates with romantic candles, hiking into the woods to look for a new wonder, slow-danced to love songs late into the evening, and cuddled close during movies and plays. It almost felt like a dream. Sure, the two of you had arguments like any other couple, and it wasn’t always rainbows and clear skies for the two of you, but you were happy, caring for each other, and still in love by the end.

The hill was steep, but it was no match to the two of you. You had walked up worse. Right at the top, Wally laid down a blanket and you set the basket to the side. The two of you talked away as you laid on the ground and gazed up at the clouds for hours. Finally, you noticed the orange and pink streaks in the sky. The day was already ending. As you looked back to Wally, he was no longer in the spot next to you. You got up and looked around, deciding to look behind the tree the two of you had set up your picnic next to. But he wasn’t there.

Then you turned around.

And there he was; on one knee, holding a small colorful box in his hands. You could see the streaks in the sky in his eyes. Your vision began to blur. Things were quiet. Nothing needed to be said. No fancy words, no extra loving gestures, just you and him on this quiet peaceful evening. Just like the first date he took you on. With the same look he gave you on the first day you met. The day he first asked you on a date.

“Will you?”

A hiccup escaped your breath. “Yes.”

Platonic Option:

He stood up and gently grabbed your hand, putting the ring in your palm. But he didn’t let go of your hand.

“That sounds nice.” His eyes closed halfway back to their normal half-lidded state. “Platonic husband. What is that?” His free hand reached for his chin.

“Uh, well,” you stammered out. “It’s basically where we’re still friends, but we have a special title for each other now. Kind of like a nickname. But it’s important that platonic is mentioned in the name. At least, until everyone knows what we mean by it. Platonic means that we’re friends, and nothing more.”

Wally hummed and nodded. “Can I be your platonic husband?”

“Sure, Wally.” A fond smile rested on your face.

Then you remembered the girls. Or more like they finally spoke up from being so silent. “Oh, oh! We should put together a platonic marriage!” Julie exclaimed. Before you could get another word in, Sally agreed and the two of them were dragging you and Wally off to plan the silly ceremony.

In the end, it was as dramatic and fancy as it could possibly get. Sally of course was the wedding officiant, with Julie being the flower girl. Barnaby was the best man, and Julie was also the maid of honor. It was nothing more than platonic, and everyone knew it, but it didn’t mean that it wasn’t yours and Wally’s special day. The setup looked as if it was out of a fairytale, and your outfits fit the setting. The ceremony went by quick, and you two even got to do typical wedding ceremony activities. You two ran down the aisle as everyone threw petals and confetti, you tossed a bouquet Julie had made just for you, you got to cut the first slice of cake, and you had an eventful after-party that lasted until sundown; filled with games, dancing, comedy acts, and more. You all ended it off with a sleepover at Julie’s house.

Photos of the event were kept dear to each of the neighbors, but especially for you and Wally. A photo of the two of you hung on a wall framed in both your homes. Truly, a day to never forget.

#welcome home #welcome home wally #wally darling #wally x you #wally darling fanfic #wally darling x reader #wally darling x y/n #wally darling x you #wally darling x viewer #fanfic #fanfiction #Hoo boy was this slightly stressful to write #I wrote it in front of my grandmother #Thank god she doesn't have the best sight #It's nothing bad #in fact it's all extremely wholesome #but I don't want her to know I'm writing these regardless #blu3 j's welcome home fanfics

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24kaidan · 11 months

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How about a sequel to Wally x Replaced! Reader in which Reader has enough of the heartache and opts to move out of the neighborhood without telling them? When the neighbors finally notice her again, reader is like, "Oh so now you care? How is life with my replacement?"

At this point, she is done caring.

Basically, she calls the neighbors out on how they treated her, lets them know how they made her feel and calls the new neighbor a replacement and thief.

Reader truly loved them all, and they abandoned her.

Whatever the outcome is, Reader leaves. She isn't having whatever her former friends are saying. It's too late to make things right.

Side note: What if the new neighbor's friendliness and love is a lie and she starts treating the neighbors poorly?

Wally darling x replaced fem reader pt 2

Pt 1

Wally’s pov

I smiled laying out a picnic blanket Julie came up with this great idea to have a get-together in the park everybody came to Juile, Eddie, Barnaby, Poppy Howdy, Lola, Sally, and even Frank although I couldn’t help but feel some things off almost as if something or someone was missing, Oh well I’ll figure it out later.

Except the same thing happened a few weeks later Poppy was running a bake sale and invited the whole neighborhood yet I couldn’t find the one thing missing Lola tried to distract me saying it was just my imagination playing pranks on me but I knew something was off.

“Wally your zoning out on me again silly goose,” Lola said while giggling I chuckled nervously “Sorry just got distracted” I laughed she seemed pleased with my answer as she continued strolling through the neighborhood clinging her arm onto mine.

“Was that house always there?” I asked pointing to the unfamiliar and seemingly abandoned house Lola stopped skipping she just stood there her arm clinging onto mine tighter

“Lola?” I called “That house belongs to no one now keep walking” she demanded while tugging my arm harshly. I pulled away ignoring her calls and began walking up to the door

“No I've seen this house before I just can’t put my finger on it” I mumbled looking around the yard and quickly taking notice of the overgrown grass and the dying flowers

As I held the doorknob it finally hit me “(Your name) this is (Your name)’s house” I mumbled Lola gripped my shoulder “Your imaging things now let's go right now!” she demanded and for some reason, I followed her commands letting go of the knob and began following her once more.

I laid in bed questioning what just happened

What's wrong with Lola?

She's usually calm and sweet but she was so…

Demanding

“What do you think home?” I questioned home creaked its doors as I “I don’t know” response “I’ll just call her I mean she’s not the type of person to keep an unclean house” I said reaching over and dialing your number

Ring

Click

“Hello?” your voice called

“(Your Name) it's me Wally I was just calling to-”

“I knew I should have changed my number” You huffed interrupting me

That's strange the (Your name) I know would be glad to hear my voice I thought.

“What do you want Wally” You groaned

“Well I was just calling to check up on you I haven’t seen you in a week” I chuckled playing with the phone cord I heard you sigh followed by a long pause of silence

“Wally I moved out three months ago” You spoke

Three months what?!

That can’t be right I just saw you at the-

No, but you were passing out cookies at the-

No, that's not right that wasn’t you now was it it was all Lola the realization finally hit him he had been ignoring you for so long he didn’t even realize you were gone. But that can’t be right Wally Darling always makes time for all of his friends well apparently all of his friends but you.

“You can’t tell me you just now noticed I was gone you guys really didn’t pay attention did you?” you chuckled Wally could only hold the phone to his ear not muttering a word he couldn’t believe he of all people ghosted you you were his best friend, his partner in crime all those moments couldn’t have just been Lola.

“You guys are a bunch of jerks you know that you ignored me for three whole months and it only takes that long for you to finally realize I wasn’t gone I don’t ever want to hear from any of you again” you shouted hanging up the phone.

Wally was frozen even when you hung up the phone still clung to his ear he felt awful he couldn’t believe he let himself get carried away with all the attention he was getting from Lola that he allowed himself to forget about you.

The next morning Wally arrived at the Bugdega with a distraught look on his face Lola was the first to greet and notice him.

“There you are honey bunny why so down” She questioned putting her arm on his shoulder he ignored her and began walking towards Howdy Lola was persistent and followed him

“It's not nice to ignore people”

“Answer me” “Answer me now Wally!

“I said Answer me, you idiot!”

The closer he got to Howdy the more aggressive she became Howdy turned to the smaller puppets with a confused expression

“Lola, Wally having relationship problems?” He questioned raising one eyebrow Lola quickly changed her expression to a more happy one “No everything’s fine,” she said quickly while putting on a bright smile.

“Howdy do you remember (Your name)” Wally questioned Lola's bubbly mask seemed to be slowly coming off at the mention of your name

“What (Your name) whos (Your name)” she chuckled nervously seeming to try and change the topic howdy gave a puzzled look before answering “Yeah wasn’t she at the..the..actually, I can’t remember the last time I saw her” He said shrugging then going back to stacking boxes Wally went around town asking any and everybody if they had seen you the more people he asked the more of Lola’s true colors started to show until she finally snapped.

Wally had just gotten done asking Poppy if she had seen you just as he was about to walk off Lola shouted “Stop talking about her shes not important I am” She stomped throwing an adult tantrum “I worked so hard to make sure you all forgot about her and ill be damned if you start to remember her again” She shouted Thrashing around like a child. Her mask finally fell she no longer was perfect as she claimed to be the whole neighborhood watching as she kicked and screamed like a child until she stomped away.

But the damage had already been done you wanted nothing to do with The neighborhood and why would you it had been so easy for them to replace you and in a way they understood but that didn’t stop them from calling and trying to reach out to you to come back.

#wally darling #wally darling x reader #welcome home #wally darling x viewer #wally x you #welcome home fanfic #welcome home wally

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satanic-witchcraft · 11 months

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Henlo. I've been feeling nervous for some reason and was wondering if you could do a nervous listener x Wally? I'd also like it if he could comfort the listener too 👉👈

Absolutely!! I can certainly try! <3 hope this helps, my dear!💕💕💕

‼️please go support wally's ACTUAL voice actor, @DaFrankiestein!🩷🩷🩷‼️

The art & characters used are by clown/party coffin!🩷Go support them and donate to their Kofi of you can!

Subtitles, wally speaking: Oh hello neighbor! It's so nice to finally meet you, welcome to the neighborhood! I'm wally, wally darling! Oh you have a firm handshake, [chuckle] are you alright? Oh you look a bit nervous.. No need to be nervous, I don't bite! Ha ha ha! How about I show you around the neighborhood?? Hey it's Alright.. Take your time! Of course of course, I would be happy to show you around! I can introduce you to the other neighbors if you want, no pressure. Oh wonderful.. Just take my hand, don't worry! No rush, really.. I understand!

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selfindulgentfandomstuff · 1 year

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Very small WIP..

#welcome home #welcome home wally darling #welcome home fanart #wally darling #wally darling fanart #wally darling x reader #Wally darling x viewer #welcome home animation #welcome home animatic #wip

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vile-lynn · 11 months

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Madder Than A Wet Hen

———— Opposite! Wally Darling au fic

I’m new to the Welcome Home AU’s that are going around. So I’m not sure what the rules are for Opposite!Wally au. In this story, Wally is the only one changed.

Ignore any writing errors, I just write to get it out of my system. This has been living in my head rent free for a bit. Hope you enjoy!

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Notes: Fluff, opposite! Wally x reader

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What a rainy day in the neighborhood! Everyone is indoors winding down for the evening.

Well..all except one.

It was a typical evening for you. Dinner was over and dishes were wrapping up. A flash of yellow catches your eye? Being the furthest house in the neighborhood meant nobody ever walked past your view unless it was purposeful. You scanned all your windows to find that Wally had ventured too far and was caught in the terrible storm. Normally, no one offered to assist Wally with anything as he would snap at the idea. This time, Wally’s expression was different… He looked lost.

His iconic scowl that sat plain on his face was replaced with a frantic and nervous look. His trail was all over the place. He glanced a couple times your way almost as if he considered asking for help.

You and Wally had never crossed paths. Wally was very indifferent when you arrived to the neighborhood. Despite his friends’ pleads to meet you, he never did. Until today.

Like lightning, you shot out of your house to catch up with the poor soul. He was light on his feet for someone who trudged around the neighborhood. Eventually, you grabbed the back of his cardigan.

“Mr. Darling!”, you shouted over the rain.

He stopped in his tracks and swung around with his impeccable scowl. Rain dripped from his furrowed brows. His fiery hair melted on his face.

“What do you want?”, Wally boomed.

Your heart plummeted to your stomach as his eyes pierced through your soul. Finally remembering to let go of his top, you stuttered.

“Can I offer you shelter from the rain? It’s only going to get worse”.

Wally rolled his eyes, “I don’t want to be stuck in your little ‘slumber party’~! I have more important things to do”!

“Then let me help you back to the neighborhood.”, you uttered loudly. “You’re headed in the wrong direction”!

You kept your eyes on his saddle shoes and focused on your pounding chest. Worried that you might say the wrong thing. His response felt like hours.

Wally, in shock, took a moment to respond. Almost grateful that you couldn’t see him this way. Usually neighbors would’ve just walked away at this point. You were different. Then he snapped back into thought with a small but loud…

“Yes, please”.

You felt your soul leave your body, scared with the new responsibility to lead this man home. You extended your hand to his. He took it. With no umbrella or any additional layers, You marched forward. The rain was thick, nothing could be seen past a couple feet. The ground felt like sponges as you walked. But you knew the area like the back of your hand.

Maybe it was the adrenaline that kept you going or the anxiety of getting Wally home with no complaints, nothing kept you from stopping. At some point there was loud claps of thunder and blinding flashes of lightning. So violent that even Wally jumped now and then. You hoped that he was okay, you were too scared to look back.

Luckily, Wally was fine but a little taken back from how you took charge. He still sensed the fear in your system.

Finally, the greenery cleared and the neighborhood could be seen. You brought Wally back onto the yellow road in front of Howdy’s darkened bodega.

“Here you are, sir.”, you say as you loosened your grip from Wally.

Wally, confused, grabbed your hand again.

“I-I don’t live here.”, he stressed.

Shaken by his reply, you shot a quick glance up at him. Taking a mental picture of how nervous he still was. He wanted to be taken all the way to his home? Was he this frightened? Your view of him was now skewed.

“My apologies, this way please.”, you sheepishly replied.

As you approach Wally’s door, Home is in awe. He couldn’t believe it. Wally getting help from a neighbor? Wally immediately shot Home a sneer as they got onto the doorstep.

A sigh of relief left your soul as Wally ran into Home. But was immediately cut short when he spun back around with a smug look on his face in the doorway.

This was it. The rude comments. You gave him the respect and looked him in the eyes this time. Ready to take on whatever criticism.

“Um..thank you.”, he grumbled.

Stunned. You think of something quick.

“My pleasure. It was nice meeting you”.

Wally nodded and closed the door.

You again sighed heavily with relief and let out another as you had to make the journey back home in now worse conditions.

. . .

Morning returned, and so did the sun. The beautiful weather was back in the neighborhood once more. Everyone came out to take in the new day.

Well..all except one.

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Hope you liked it! Thank you for your time!! There’s a lot more to this fic so maybe a part two!?

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thats-pretty-asexual-of-you · 8 months

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🎶 "...𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙘 𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙞𝙦𝙪𝙚...𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙄 𝙜𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙠..." 🎶

That A.I cover on TikTok had me feelin' some kind of way...anyways I know he doesn't actually know how to sing but I was inspired :3

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hazbinextgeneration · 1 year

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Phone Call

(WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS!!: First of all, warning for Wally tripping and falling down the stairs. Secondly, Welcome Home and Wally Darling do not belong to me. They belong to Partycoffin. This is partially based on the audio someone did of Wally falling down the stairs made by james.80085 on tiktok. Please support both the original content creators.

This fandom has a grip on me but I don't feel like writing a whole bunch for it since I have other projects so all I'm doing is this simple oneshot with GN reader. Take as platonic or romantic. You're choice. Just know this is based on the idea of a Muppet au which is basically humans live alongside living Puppets.)

Once upon a time-

"...No. That won't work. How many stories have started with 'Once upon a time' anyways? It needs to be original."

The sound of a crumpled up paper soon after hit the wall.

Once in a land far, far away-

"...Nah. It sounds like the start of a fairytale. And this episode doesn't revolve around any fairytales so an opening like this wouldn't make any sense to start with."

A crumpled wad of paper gracefully flew through the air before bouncing off the opposite wall and landing with a couple thuds until it stopped just a few inches away from the first one. Both of which missed the trash Bin standing no more than a few inches away from them. Surely a waste of both paper and space but right now you couldn't care less. Too busy with trying to write the next episode's darn script. Not that anyone was really giving you any hands to help, even though there was a certain someone who was SUPPOSED to be! That little blueberry pompadour wearing banana was going to be in BIG trouble if he didn't show up soon to go over this script with you!

"Maybe we should start off by the camera zooming into a storybook that opens up?"...You shook your head. "That's just the fairytale start again but a different way. UGH!!" Papers flew off the desk and onto the floor, pens shook, and a thud sound echoed throughout the small office as your head collided into the desk in frustration. "Write us a new start they said. We've already had Wally painting as the opener too many times they said. You're a script writer so it should be easy for you to come up something in a week they said. Wally agreed to help you they said. 'No problem' he said!" Your head lifted up as a scowl presented itself on your face. "Well then where the heck IS he!? He couldn't even have the heart to call first-"

As if the universe was making fun of you, a rather loud sound coming from the right side of your desk rang out. That high pitched RRRRRIIIIIINNNNNGGGGG echoing throughout the small quiet office and starling you into almost falling out of your chair and onto the floor along with the many small crumpled up papers, but luckily your hands grabbed hold on the desk and stopped you from wobbling and ultimately falling off and onto the floor. Blinking your eyes. ...What the- RRRIIIINNNGGG!!! The ringing came again after a few seconds of silence making your head snap over to the small electronic device set onto the right side of the desk. It went silent when you looked but sure enough two seconds later- RRRRIIIINNNGGG!!! The phone moved with the loud ringing noises.

Someone was calling you.

You blinked again before scowling and your eyes glanced to a clock mounted just above you on the wall. It was nearly noon!! And not only that! Most of the week's gone by without any help!! It made your annoyance grow, even after you grabbed the phone effectively making it stop ringing, and you held it up to your head as normal.

"Y/n's office." You had to restrain yourself from hissing that through your teeth in your annoyance.

"Hel-Lo.~" A male voice cooed from the other side of the phone and you froze upon realization. "Hello, Neighbor.~ Wonderful weather we have today, but I've noticed you've been stuck in that silly stuffy office lately."

....Oh that wise guy-

Your face deadpanned and your grip lightly tightened on the phone. "Gee. I wonder why? WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?" A hand gestured at the mess of papers. "The script for the newest episode is due in a few days and you were supposed to come over to help me pick an opening for it!"

"Hm?" The man's voice hummed genuinely confused for a moment before letting out a little gasp of realization. "Oh! So that's what I've forgotten. My apologies! You see most of the week I've had this string wrapped around my finger because I knew I forgot something but I couldn't remember what. It's a good thing Poppy mentioned I should give you a call for whatever reason."

You wanted to facepalm SO badly. "WELL since you remember NOW, WHEN can you free up some time to get here!"

"Um. That might be a little bit of a problem. You see. I've been rehearsing the script we do have-"

"And you've gotten the whole script instead of the opening right?"

"Yes! Gee, you catch on fast. I was so confused on why we didn't just start with the opening, and I discovered because you hadn't written it in yet." Gee. You wondered WHY. "I don't think it's too much of a problem."

"That's because you're not the one who's writing it. I AM."

"Why not just start with someone else?"

Your mind blanked for a moment. "....What?"

"It's simple really. For example just start with...Hmm. Let's say with Howdy bagging groceries and then the camera turns to the door and make it as if the viewer walks out the door and then down the street to where I'll be stationed! I think the kids would love being able to see part of the Neighborhood before the adventure starts."

Your mind still bluescreened as the silence continued on your half of the line and after about seven seconds another hum from the man on the other end came.

"Hello? Are you still there?"

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? You came up with a good opening in a few seconds, where I've been struggling for the last four days!"

A chuckle from the other end made you flush in both annoyance and embarrassment. "I'm sure you would've come up with something just a good, but I'm glad I could help."

Well..at least you had an idea of what to write now, you just had to write it out and make sure to give a copy to the Director later, and give a mention to Howdy about the use of his store front. With a sigh, you felt some of the annoyance leave your body.

"Well, that's taken cared of at least. But where are you right now? I haven't seen you all day."

"The third floor." You paused. "There was a few new sets being painted and they wanted some insight on them! They all look very beautiful."

"...You could've just come downstairs and taken twenty minutes to help me out with this!," you ended up lightly yelling not that the puppet man seemed too bothered about it really, "I'm literally one floor under you."

"Well I am using the wall phone right next to the stairs," he answered giving a hum. "So you're going with the idea of Howdy's shop?"

"Most likely. It sounds like a good idea."

"Thank you. Oh. Speaking of Howdy's-..A funny thing happened the other day." He continued to ramble on as you sighed. "He had this shipment of apples, so I asked him if I could have a few. He said if I wanted one so bad, I could just drive down to the grocery store since last time I took the whole stack. And I said if you were going to eat all of those apples, you might as well share. Hahaha!''

Despite the annoyance you felt, you couldn't help rolling your eyes and sighing, but smiling afterwards. Puppet humor wasn't the funniest thing in the world to you, but little kids loved his jokes whatever they may be, and it did make you have some form of a small smile on your face.

"Are you smiling?~ I think I feel a smile on the other end of the line," you heard his voice coo and immediately your face burst red in embarrassment.

"What!? No. A-Absolutely not! *ahem* But it was good to finally hear from you. Just be sure next time you don't forget about any important meetings."

"Oh, hey! That also reminds me. I have a date with Jul-"

Unfortunately he never got to finish his sentence because you jumped when what sounded like a wooden thump call from the other side of the line followed by-...A cartoony slip noise?"

"Uh oh-"

"Mr. Darli-"

You also didn't have a chance to answer as a loud BANG from above made you jump from your chair and look up to the ceiling as what sounded like a decently sized object started to noisily fall down the stairs from the third floor AAAAALLLLL the way down to the second floor where you were at. Bang! Bam! Bum! Thud! Crash! And repeat! Meanwhile your ear was assaulted by a pained voice-

"OW- What the-!? AH!! EEEEEEYY-"

And other sputterings as the noises down the stairs above you continued until with a final CRASH noise, you heard a-....Cartoony symbol bang noise? That signaled the end of the assault of noises and then silence came from everywhere, only broken when a low groan of pain exited the phone.

"Mr. Darling! Are you alright?!"

"I-...I think I broke everything," his voice came through the other side of the phone obviously sore from the rough ride down.

You winced and cringed a little bit imagining the descend down. "Would you like me to bring you an ice pack?"

"You..better make it a couple, Sweetheart."

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boredposts · 1 year

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Some welcome home art! Along with The Viewer!

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sentientfunfetti · 7 months

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What if reader gave dollhouse!Wally a cute little box with a clay heart inside it? Like, "here's my heart, for you" kinda thing.

“giving you my heart” a dollhouse! wally/reader drabble

(dollhouse!wally and his au belongs to @/itskorrychang on twitter! go support them!)

REBLOGS AND FEEDBACK ARE APPRECIATED!

it had been a few weeks since you and wally had been seeing each other. time seemed to move a bit slower in the neighborhood, but you associated that with the bliss of being utterly comfortable where you were. when you had moved to the neighborhood, you were off-put by how quiet it was. from what you were told it was a bustling community full of games, jokes being told, pies and other baked good being baked and other types of fun…

but, when you arrived it was quiet. too quiet. it was unnerving say the least.

then you met the only resident. wally darling. as eerie as he was there was always a level of endearment to it. wally seemed harmless, just a tad socially inept. on your first day he invited you over for tea in his home, and you couldn’t help but marvel at the rows after rows of dolls he had.

“oh…those? i made them myself…”

he said it as if it wasn’t a big deal. his level of craftsmanship wasn’t lost on even you, who had no idea how to make anything like that. they were so pretty…and he seemed to appreciate your enthusiasm and compliments, even going as far as to make one of you. most people would have found that creepy…especially with how many details of you he had captures on such a small base, even going as far as to point out his favorite ones.

least to say, you were swooned. head over heels for him, and you wanted to show your appreciation for both his hospitality and for you to express you feelings for him. your crafting skills were…limited least to say. the only thing you could wrap your head around besides from drawing was clay, and so you spent all night making a heart shaped…object…for wally, even going out to find a cute box to paint over for the heart shaped ‘thing’ to be held in.

looking down at the box in your hands as you make your trek to wally’s house, you couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious about how he’d feel about it. there was no doubt about it; wally’s skill level was leaps and bounds above your’s, so that left one question: would he even accept your gift? you could only hope not.

…you weren’t even able to get your fingerprints off of it like most people are able to.

pushing all of that aside, you were already at his doorstep seemingly within a blink of an eye, and now all there was to do was knock. you lifted your arm up stiffly and knocked.

“coming.” he announced through the door, and you heard his footsteps approaching. you jumped when he opened the door, his usual lax smile on his face. you quickly hid his present behind your back without thinking. “ah, neighbor. you’re a bit early today…” you smile the best smile you could muster and giggled. “well, i wanted to come and see you early this time! i hope that’s okay…” you watch his lazy grin grow and your face warms. despite you at first being apprehensive to him, you quickly found out that he was just as kind as any other person.

“oh, neighbor. you know that my doors are always open. all you need to do is call or knock and if i’m able, and available, then you’re always welcome…” he responded lowly, standing in his doorway. his words were sweet, but they did nothing to soothe your already growing anxiety. it bubbled up in you just like before. “…thank you, wally…i really appreciate that.”

he responded with a nod, before stepping aside and motioning for you to come in. “anything for you, lovely.”

the pet name made your heart swell, as you stepped inside, making sure to angle yourself so that he wouldn’t be able to see the box you had in your hands. you hear the door click closed, the lock following. he turned to you with an eyebrow raised. “…neighbor…” he put a hand on his face, amused with the fact you were so obviously hiding something behind your back. “what’s that you’ve got there…?” he inquired, pointing, and you felt yourself shrink, your eyes shifting to the floor.

“o-oh…well…uhm…” his gaze was intense now. he was looking for your answer in your body language due to the now lack of eye contact between the both of you. “yes, precious?” he urged you to continue, leaning down a tad to be eye level with you. your eyes were glued to the floor, however. after a bit of silence, you suck in a breath and tap your foot on the floorboards underneath your feet. you stay silent for a moment, the only thing filling the silence is the sound of wally’s large grandfather clock ticking away every second you weren’t speaking. “i…i uhm…made you something…” you finally mumbled under your breath, your eyes flicking up to him for a moment.

“what was that, dear? i couldn’t quite hear you. you were mumbling.” you couldn’t tell if wally was teasing you or being serious. he did have a tendency to do that accidentally…only occasionally doing it on purpose when he realized what he said had affected you. he stood back to his original height and waited for your response, his intense gaze still on you, making you feel just a bit smaller than usual. you repeat yourself, a bit louder. “i made you something, wally.”

“is that so?” his smile widened, and he outstretched his arms. “can i see what you’ve made me? if you made it i’m sure it’s lovely.” you shake your head, and take a step back, chewing on your bottom lip. eyes back on the floor. “it’s not that good, really. it’s really not as good as the stuff you make so…”

“…so…what, precious…?” there was a dangerous edge to his voice you couldn’t quite place a finger on. you knew he probably didn’t mean for it to startle you, but you felt yourself shrink into yourself just a bit more at it. wally seemed to notice, and you watched his shoulders lax. he quickly corrects. you forget that he had an edge to him at times. that’s what being alone for so long will do to people, you think.

“it’s alright. really. i’m sure whatever you’ve made me is just as nice as you are. as nice as you have been.”

you look up and into at his red orbs and let out a bitter chuckle. “you’re only saying that because you’re curious.” you respond, raising an eyebrow at him. he shrugs off your accusation with the same smile as before. “can you blame me? my favorite neighbor—“ only neighbor. you don’t correct. you don’t dare. “— visits me with a gift, and now doesn’t want me to see it? who wouldn’t be curious?” dammit. he had a good point. you were stumped, and running out of energy to fight, so with a sigh you revealed the small box from behind your back. your face burned as soon as you saw wally’s eyes train on the small box in your hands. he hummed, before taking it away from you, your arms falling limply to your sides as you counted away the seconds until doomsday.

…okay…maybe doomsday was a bit overdramatic…but if he didn’t like it you would most definitely be thinking about that for the next few weeks. definitely. you mentally crossed your fingers, and let out a weak ‘surprise’ as you watched him open the box, his intense gaze fixing onto the smaller object inside.

he was silent. dead silent. so silent in fact that you were sure you didn’t even see him take another breath in. his chest stopped rising and falling as his intense gaze softened for a moment. “…see? i told you it wasn’t as good as the stuff you make—“ your hand clamps around your forearm for comfort as your shift.

“gods, i’m sorry wally—“

“…oh…neighbor it’s…this is…!” he looked up at you from the box in his hands with glazed over eyes. tears threatening to spill. he looked back down and plucked the small heart shaped clay piece out of the confines of the box and let out a shaky breath. “…it’s…it’s perfect…” he moved over to the table next to the front door and deposited the box in order to hold the heart in the palms of his hands, as if it was the most precious gem. as if it was made of glass and one drop would threaten to break it. you stood there…confused…almost shocked.

“…it is…? i mean i just like—“ you immediately begin to backpedal. you had never seen wally so passionate before except a few times, so this was almost scary. you weren’t even able to get your fingerprints off the damn thing, much less make the shape look uniform.

“yes. yes. it’s…it’s so cute…and…you made it for me? did you really, neighbor…?” wally asked, looking at you with a warm smile. “it’s wonderful. thank you. you even put my initials on it…” he outstretched a palm and pointed to the small detail, utterly infatuated. sometimes you forgot his eye for small details. you felt like a ant under a magnifying glass. studied.

you laugh and blush, rubbing the back of your neck. “oh…well. ya know…didn’t want it to get lost…!” at that, wally let out a warm chuckle, and a sniffle, regaining his composure as he continued on. “well, i assure you neighbor, the detail is appreciated…and i won’t be losing this anytime soon.” he took a step closer.

“…no…in fact…i’ll be keeping it close. as close as i can…” his voice was hushed, his grin wide and his eyes narrowing with it. you swallow thickly, face red. was he talking about you…or the gift? stars, which one was less likely to make you explode? “i’m…i’m glad.” was all you were able to muster out. wally didn’t miss a beat, however, leaning a bit again to catch your gaze, gift still in his hands. his hand went to cup your cheek, and you swore you could see a glint in his eye. “why are you so red, precious? aren’t i supposed to be the flustered one here?” his thumb stroked your cheek. yep. he was definitely doing it on purpose this time. you huff and put your hands on your hips. “listen here, if this is how you’re gonna react every time i give you a gift, this may be your last one, buster.” you turn your back to him and begin to walk towards the dining room to have a seat, pulling away from his touch, but the ghost of it was still there.

“precious.”

he called out, and you turned to see him now holding the heart in-between his thumb and forefinger to where you could see it; a mischievous glint in his red eyes. you shuddered and narrowed your eyes at him. “…what…?” you spat playfully.

“…was this you giving me your heart?”

author’s note ⊹˚. ♡

thank you for the request, neighbor! it was such a sweet one. i really enjoyed writing this one.

i also have a few things to go over, actually:

firstly, i’d like to thank you all for the requests and the likes and the follows! i’m really surprised i’ve been getting the attention i’ve been getting. thank you all for that.

secondly, i’d like to ask for a few things if that’s alright.

1) reblogs. self explanatory. likes don’t really do anything for me traction-wise as you may or may not know and i’d like for more people to be able to see my things!

2) can you all pretty please be more specific with the things you’d like for me to write? if you just send me a prompt and not specifically state that you’d like headcanons, or a drabble then i have no idea what you’d like.

3) more feedback. i want to grow as an author so criticism is of course encouraged and welcomed.

besides from that, ill be working on my reboot wally fanfiction over on ao3 and the requests i have lined up for me at the moment. thank you guys for the support. it means a bunch./gen

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