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florapal · 11 months

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enchanted to meet you.

welcome home ! / ot8 x human!reader , can be seen as romantic or platonic.

what they like abt u <333

no warnings.

first welcome home writing piece ever ... I hope you little tulips enjoy<3 inspired by so many human readers I've seen n read !

humanity.

that was what made you different from your neighbors— your humanity. your flesh, and your bone, and every blood vessel you had— every vein, every nail, every tooth and every beat of your heart— it made you different. they were made of felt. they had nothing but stuffing in their bodies, they were literally puppets. they didn't need almost everything you did— food, toothbrushes, skincare (probably). water made them sink so deep into the ground, they could barely move.

but you— you were vastly different from them, and you naturally— knew more. they came to you for most of their endeavors; even the smartest neighbor, your predecessor— frank frankly— came to you once in a while.

they asked you about what it was like , how it was like , to be a human. why did you need this? why did you need that? what would happen if [...]? what would never happen? curiosity, curiosity, curiosity. you couldn't blame them, either, seeing as you were equally curious about the world around you. this foreign world that you, like, literally dreamed of— you dreamed about this world so often, that you theorize its what got you sent here in the first place. a gap made in the multiverse, you theorize, opened during your sleep. until then, you had been an overseer, not directly interacting with anyone from the neighborhood.

it must've taken one gap in space. one lapse in time, in the order of the universe. one thing to confuse your conscience, and in turn confused your senses. your dream felt real, now, as a familiar voice called to you— and you opened your eyes.

wally darling.

you freaked out a bit, after that.

who wouldn't? who wouldn't, in such worlds like this one.

the sky shines brighter here.

everything's brighter, to be fair.

even you are.

surrounded by constant support & love , comforted and relied on— you don't believe yourself deserving of this, but they do.

poppy partridge is, no joke, a mother hen. poppy is the first to offer housing, to offer nutrition and to offer company— she cares, she cares, and she cares some more. she finds herself running a wing down your hair , entranced by every strand and every split end. counting each strand you have eases her , to some extent. it helps her cool down, just as her presence in general helps you cool down.

julie joyful is as joyful as her surname suggests. she takes your hand without fear, she doesn't hesitate to know you— she pushes you to talk about yourself , even. she finds herself interested in your fingers. she fiddles with them unconsciously, intrigued by every callous, intrigued by every line on your palm— intrigued by your nails. she traces the lines on your palms absentmindedly — uncharacteristically quiet as she listens to you talk about your world.

barnaby b. beagle makes you laugh the moment you meet him. all it takes is a clever punch line , and you're giggling like mad— and barnaby prides himself on the fact he is able to make you laugh. he is curious about your smile— for the first time he saw it, he saw a row of white pearls shining up at him. it looked like a treasure chest being opened, as weird as it sounded. barnaby only hopes that he'll make you smile each and every day— he wouldn't know what he'd do if he saw your teeth gritting— be it in anger, or sadness. he hopes he never will know.

eddie dear is your pen pal who delivers his letters himself. in these letters, you tell him of your hobbies and your pet peeves, your no's and your yes', your dos and don'ts. you tell him everything, and in turn, he tells you everything aswell. can you blame him if he is enamored by how you speak? like, literally, how you speak. he does, indeed, find your voice calming— something he must savour. but he cannot fathom the fact you don't need a voice box, and whenever you speak— your neck?? vibrates?? he is eager to learn about human anatomy! it'd be even better from you, as sadly, what you say is almost always on paper.

sally starlet is in her prime theater kid era, as you said. you stated it once and she has never let it go. yes, she is infact in her prime ! she enjoys the thrill , the applause and the fun ! she's also, however, thrilled by your ideas. you, as someone from another world, bring such wonderful things onto the table that— in her brilliance, she makes possible. she wonders if the sun is inside of you, for your ideas brighten up every day she lives. yes, tell her more about your little disney movies, she's taking notes and planning to create another to add into that category! the best one yet! perhaps you could be the lead?

howdy pillar is , in your words , a funky dude with nice arms. he appreciates the compliment. the supplier of most of the towns goods, he gets in good business— but he thinks whenever you're there, he gets better business! your drive is contagious, and he wants to get more things done when you're in his vicinity. you motivate him unknowingly to better his shop, as you better your situation in this neighborhood. he's proud of you, neighbor, he hopes you are of him too.

frank frankly is fascinated with you. he seems to be interested in your knowledge of insects , but he seems to be interested in your general knowledge too. you know more than he does , been out and about more than he's been— seen more bugs than he has, you are literally from a different world— a world he wants to know all about. there is so much going on in your brilliant mind, every time you converse— he believes he's only ever receiving a morsel of your intellect. perhaps you'd be free tomorrow, to meet up and to engage in intellectual things?

wally darling is intrigued. he hears a beat in your chest, he says, and you nod. he places a hand on your chest, over your heart, and it beats. he looks at you in awe. he doesn't know what this is, but it is part of you, and if it's part of you— it's aweworthy. this mindset goes for every part of you— all of you is beautiful to him. however, he must say, he enjoys the way your eyes crease whenever you smile. eyes are windows to the soul, you told him, and he couldn't agree more— especially the moment your eyes sparkled when he told you he loved you. how did you interpret this ? you did not know, all you know is that you love him too.

each puppet finds solace in you, as cliché as it sounds. as different as you are from them, flesh & bone to felt & fur , they can not deny that, just as they were with every neighbor,

they were enchanted to meet you.

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jellysxtarr · 1 month

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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

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b-o-e · 9 months

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Welcome Home love language head canons :)

surprise!

Wally

Giving: words of affirmation

Wally is good with his words when he is sure about something. This comes into effect when it comes to talking about his feelings for you! He is quite poetic when he wants to be. Words flow off his tongue as smoothly as butter, singing sweet songs of praise and lines of love to you. He could woo you with ease. He likes it when you get a little shy, looking to the side. He likes it even more when he gets to see the flustered look on your face when he directs your attention back to him.

“My, don’t you look stunning tonight,” Wally studied your appearance with nothing less than a look of pure awe. You smiled, cheeks turning pink at the attention.

“I could say the same to you, Mr. Darling,” you joked lightly, looking to the side to hide your embarrassment. Only moments later, his forefinger was under your chin, gently tilting your head to make your gaze meet with his once more.

“Hmm… that colour really brings out your eyes,” he murmured sweetly, his face mere inches from your own. Your cheeks burned as you gaped slightly at the close proximity, frozen in surprise before you ducked your head down to hide in the crook of his neck.

“You’re such a tease and you know it,” you grumbled, well aware he was embarrassing you on purpose.

“Ha ha ha, I can’t resist. You know I mean every word I say to you, my love.”

Receiving: quality time, physical affection

Wally loves spending time with you, no matter what it may be that you are doing. If the two of you are having a picnic, if you keep him company while he is painting, if you go for a walk with him, he loves it. Especially if you talk! He loves to listen, and to make conversation in return, too. Overall, anything and everything. Even though he doesn’t sleep himself, he quite enjoys sleep overs! It brings him comfort and content to know that you’re simply there, spending time with him. He just really finds peace in having your presence around. Something he’s a bit more shy about is physical touch. Although he isn’t super used to it, he loves to be held. He likes your hugs (despite usually having a hard time returning it), your arms around his waist, your head against his chest or stomach, your lips pecking his cheek, your hands gently cradled in his, your thumbs brushing against his face… he simply loves to feel your touch.

Howdy

Giving: physical affection

Howdy has four arms. You already know that he is the best hugger in the town! He loves to wrap you up in his embrace. An absolute cuddle bug, no doubt about it! No matter what, if you two are near each other, at least one of his hands are probably on you. Resting on your hip, holding your hand, pressing against the small of your back, sat on top of your head… always! He is certainly partial to having you in his arms, though. You’re bound to feel safe and secure within them.

Receiving: physical affection/acts of service

As said before, physical affection! He just loves it! Anything! Hugs! Hand holding! Kisses! CUDDLES! He loves it all, as long as he gets to feel your touch! Along with this, Howdy loves it when you do things for him, completely unprompted. Helping out with stock, sweeping up a mess on the floor, letting someone know where the item they’re looking for is when he’s busy with something else? Even though he feels bad about it when you do (he makes sure to reward you!), it means so much to him that you're so willing to do him a favour. How thoughtful of you!

“Oh, shucks. You didn’t have to do that for me, bug!” Howdy said. His arm hooked around your waist, carefully bringing you closer. “You treat me so well, don’t you?” he hummed with a smile.

“You know that it’s nothing, no big deal at all,” you chuckled, leaning into his chest.

“No matter how big or small the favour, it doesn't mean any less to me. Thank you, bug,”

“You’re very welcome, big guy,” you giggled.

“Now,” one of Howdy’s sets of arms wrapped fully around your waist, his lower hands finding the bends of your knees. He picked you up, holding you against him as he grinned down at you.

“I could go for some cuddle time, snuggle bug! How about that?”

Barnaby

Giving: physical affection

Another snuggler! Barnaby is #2 when it comes to the best hugs in the neighbourhood. His big, fluffy, warm arms are around you every chance he gets! Sometimes, he likes to be a bit of a tease and use your head as an armrest. The moment you’d like him to stop, don’t worry! You don’t need to tell him twice. Barnaby loves scooping you right up into his warm embrace! You are 100% his teddy bear when it’s time for an afternoon nap. Good luck getting out after he falls asleep!

“Ah, would’ja look what we’ve got here?” Barnaby’s voice came from behind you. Big blue arms snaked around your waist, lifting you right off of the ground.

“B!” you tried to push his arms away, to no avail. “I was talking to Sal and Jules,” you whined, said neighbours of yours laughing as you squirmed in the inescapable embrace. Barnaby yawned dramatically, one arm leaving your body to cover his mouth. You were basically being held like a football, now!

“Thanks for findin’ my teddy, you two! Means the world. I’m sure we’ll see ya around, yeah?” he waved at Sally and Julie, who giggled as you accepted your fate. Barnaby chuckled a little as you went limp, headed to his house. “I could use a nice nap out on the hammock, y’know? How’s that sound, bear?”

“You’re a pain in my rear, B.”

“Awe. I love ya too, toots!”

Receiving: words of affirmation

Barnaby is a funny guy who is always trying to make those around him feel happy, but sometimes, he can get pretty self conscious. Was he being too loud? Was he coming off as too lighthearted? Was he being funny enough? Was he being annoying? It brings with great relief when you put these worries of his at ease. When you laugh at his jokes and tell him how funny they were, when you assure him that you know he cares, when you take him seriously while others only see him as a joke? It simply means so very much to the big ol’ dog. When you cheer him up after he’s been feeling down, you can bet you’ll be getting loving snuggles for days!

Eddie

Giving: words of affirmation

This southern man is full of pure southern charm, whether it be intentional or not! He is a sweet talker, naturally so, always so incredibly kind to you and those around. You will hear constant compliments from the mailman, such high praise, and so much reassurance! He gives you a confidence boost for sure.

“Why, to what do I owe the pleasure of stumblin’ among this pretty little peach on such a fine day?” Eddie leaned against the fence in your front yard.

“Good morning to you too, Eddie,” you chuckled, cheeks pinkening.

“Good morning, sugar,” he smiled in return. “How goes it today, hun? You’re lookin’ gorgeous this mornin’,”

“Eddie, I literally just rolled out of bed,” you snickered, straightening up his crooked hat for him. He must have taken a stumble. Nonetheless, he leaned over and pecked your forehead.

“I said what I said,” he grinned.

Receiving: acts of service, words of adfirmtatiojn

Eddie is forgetful, that is no secret at all. He always tends to accidentally leave something behind. His hat, a letter or package meant to be delivered, pens, so many things! When you remind him or bring them to him, he is so thankful! Another thing well known about Eddie is that he is quite the klutz! Although most times he manages to catch himself, he does occasionally trip and get hurt. When you gladly help him out with his injuries, he falls in love with you just a little more. Especially if you kiss it better! Sometimes, he gets pretty bashful about it. When you tell him you don't mind one bit and that you’re willing to go above and beyond for anything he needs, his heart flutters with joy!

Frank

Giving: quality time

Frank can be very quiet and reserved, keeping to himself. He enjoys his quiet time, but even more so, he enjoys his quiet time spent with you! He appreciates someone that he can spend time with little to no words shared at all, or a whole lot of them if you’re willing to listen to his rambles, so if you feel the same, he greatly appreciates your company. He often seeks you out for your presence in these cases. When you are doing something together, chances are, he will tell you some of his favourite facts about the butterflies around, the subject of the book you are reading, etcetera! He thinks that you are neat, so will tell you and teach you about this neat stuff to express his feelings toward you.

“At first, this butterfly may appear to be a monarch. Although, if you take a closer look, you can notice this line on the hind wing, which means that it is not actually a monarch, but a viceroy butterfly instead,”

You and Frank sat side by side, a book open between you. You two were in the garden, backs against a tree, watching for any cool insects that came to check out the plants.

“Is there a reason why they look so much alike?”

“Well, monarchs are poisonous to eat because of a toxin in milkweed they consume when young. Their appearance allows predators to know they’re not for eating. Viceroy’s copy this appearance to keep safe from predators as well,”

“Is there anything you don’t know about butterflies?” You chuckled, peeking at him.

“There’s always more to learn,” He smiled. You smiled back, shaking your head in amusement.

“I like it when you teach me. you describe things better than any book ever could,” you told him. His cheeks reddened, and he shifted his position slightly.

“I like teaching you. It makes me happy that you’re so willing to listen. I know I’m quite ‘nerdy’, Julie tends to make a point of reminding me, so it’s nice to have someone who shares the same appreciation towards things like this as myself,” Frank admitted, plucking at some grass. “Basically, what I’m trying to say… thank you. I appreciate it, a lot,”

“You’re more than welcome, Frank,”

Receiving: gift giving, quality time

A new book? For him? About his favourite subject at the moment? You bet he is jumping with joy, cheeks flushed and a smile on his face! He’s so happy! A new butterfly net, after his last one broke? (darn it, Julie!) Wow! You just always know how to make his day. Along with this, Frank enjoys spending time alone to unravel sometimes. With you, though, he enjoys it a lot as well. When you come over, a book in hand, sitting down next to him and quietly reading with him? He loves moments like those.

Julie

Giving: physical affection, acts of service

Julie loves, loves, loves, hugs! Any moment they get, their arms are wrapped around you! If you two are walking together, you can bet that her hand is in yours or your arms are interlocked. She likes to run errands both for you or with you, as well! Oh, you want a snack from Howdy’s? She’ll come along with you to keep you company! You’re not feeling well? Don’t worry! They’ll go fetch you some soup from Poppy! You are their favourite person, they’re more than willing to do whatever you need.

Receiving: physical affection

Julie likes receiving hugs and such as much as giving them! Sometimes, they’re a little nervous that they’re being a little too clingy, too touchy. When you return her acts of affection though, she is reassured that you aren’t feeling this way! Either way, if you simply told her, she would understand and tone it down a notch. Anything to make sure you’re comfortable! Another thing that they like is if you play with their hair! Run your hands through it, put it up for them, braid it, whatever you feel like! It’s one of their most favourite feelings in the world.

“Can you play with my hair, please?” Julie leaned towards you, flashing you the classic puppy eyes. “I need some help with brushing it!” She claimed, holding a brush out towards you. With a light hearted sigh of amusement, you took the brush from her, sitting down with a smile.

“C’mere,” you patted the space between your legs. She gladly plopped right down, getting comfy as you started on her hair, beginning at the ends.

“Thank you!” She said, chipper and happy that you complied. You slowly dragged the brush through her hair, fingers following behind, carefully untangling any little knots.

“You’re very welcome,” you smiled, noticing how much her body relaxed into yours. She basically melted under your touch, sinking back against you. “You really do like this, don’t you?” you snickered softly.

“I really do,” she admitted shamelessly, grinning. “I can’t help it! It feels so nice and calming. Plus it gives me an excuse to spend more time with you!" she added. "Reminds me of when I was a kid as well,” she released a soft sigh, seeming to think back to when her siblings used to help with her hair.

“Yeah, I get that,” you smiled, knowing she missed them sometimes. “I don’t mind at all. I enjoy it,”

Poppy

Giving: gift giving/acts of service

Poppy is a gift giver and a favour doing. She loves it! Baking your favourite treats for you, quilting a cute new blanket for your couch, crocheting a comfy sweater for you, everything of that sort! Definitely her favourite thing to do. She loves those activities on their own, even more so with the intent of gifting them to her fellow neighbours, and even more so with the intent of gifting them to you!

“Oh, good mornin’, hun!” Poppy exclaimed, pleased to see you at her barn. “I didn’t expect you to stop by today. I’m glad, though. I was actually just finishing up some baked goods for you,” she ushered you in with a smile.

“Poppy! You didn’t need to,” you returned the smile with ease. Everything she did tended to put one on your face, afterall.

“You know I love to, though. It keeps me busy, gives me something to do! A break from all the chaos the others always seem to get up to. Goodness, some days I feel they’ll give me a heart attack!” She held her feathered arm over her chest for emphasis.

“I certainly understand that,” you agreed with a chuckle. “Thank you, Poppy.”

Receiving: acts of service

Now, despite enjoying doing things for you all the time and seeing it as no big deal, the moment you do something for her, she's so flustered! You didn’t need to do that for her! It’s strange having the roles switched, but she does find the feeling very pleasant. She knows that the things she does are done out of love, so having things done for her in a similar way just warms her heart.

Sally

Giving: words of affirmation

Sally loves to give you compliments! How nice you look, how good your performance was, how much it means to her for you to help her with her plays, so many things! Sweet words are always spilling from her mouth! She likes to see how flustered she can make you, sometimes. You look so cute!

Receiving: quality time/gifts

Sally loves it when you spend time with her, especially when she is rehearsing for one of her plays! Say the lines with her, she appreciates it an extra bit! She always puts on her best performance when you are around. You bring her confidence and energy. When you come and watch her neighbourhood plays, she’s so happy seeing you in the crowd! If you volunteer to play a role in it? OH MY GOSH!!! Gives an extra good excuse to spend more time with you, too!

“Sally!” You called out after a show, catching the (literal) stars' attention. Her face (literally ;) ) lit up at the sight of you, rushing over to talk.

“Hi! Did you like the show? How did I look? I made a mistake in that first scene, but I think I covered it up alright!”

“You did amazing,” you smiled, “so amazing, that I brought you these!” You removed your hands from behind your back, presenting a small bouquet of flowers to her. Her eyes widened in surprise, cheeks going red.

“Goodness, aren’t those pretty! You are just the sweetest to me,” she gave you a bright grin, examining the flowers.

“You deserve it,” you replied.

this took forever, but in honour of the update, i decided to finally finish it to post! hi! it's been awhile, haha! if you saw my absolutely butchered spelling in eddie's, yes, i know it's bad. i don't know what was wrong with my spelling that day but i just noticed it again while getting this ready and had a little laugh! maybe you did too! now! i will probably disappear for another period of time, haha! i hope you enjoyed this different post of mine, and i will see you soon! i am also going to go through some old inbox messages! feel free to leave one at any time, i always love to hear your thoughts and talk to you, and i always check them! here is a link to my silly lil wally fics in their recommended order if you would like :) a howdy fic, as well! these can also be found on my ao3 B) I also have a ko-fi if you'd like to support me!

likes and reblogs are extremely appreciated! farewell, for now!

Posted Monday, July 25, 2023 at 2:45 PM

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down-in-the-rainbow-square · 11 months

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Hi there! I was wondering of you could do a Fic where the Puppets of Welcome Home (even home) gets transported go our world? (Bonus points If Home just ends up INHABITING/BECOMING the building reader is in)

Welcome Home x Reader - Housemates

The reader's house suddenly becoming possessed by Home is such a great idea! Thank you for the request! Do you go by Kay or Kaylo? Or perhaps something else entirely! Just so I have something to refer to you with. <3 :]

Also, sorry for dipping off the ends of the Earth! I have been... Busy? Something. But I am working my way back!

Not proofread!

Words: 1260

Type: Fic (I think?), platonic

Tw: Food, breaking and entering (kind of), death (mentioned), murder (mentioned), panic/anxiety

So, let's set the scene, shall we?

You lived in the far countryside; you had no neighbours, a vast expanse of land, and a job that paid high enough to afford it. Safe to say, life was pretty good. Each morning you woke up, had a cup of your favourite drink, and got to work from home.

That is until one morning when you were reaching down to open the cupboard to get your favourite cup when the door opened for you! You were confused - a little startled - but tried to brush it off as the wind (you knew it wasn't the wind). Taking the cup, you headed to the fridge when yep, the door opened for you again.

Okay, now you're officially freaked out. What is going on here? Slowly, you took out the ingredient(s) you needed and shut the door. You went about making your breakfast very steadily, your eyes peeled for anything abnormal. Strangely, there didn't seem to be anything out of place. No sign of a break-in or anything, though you wondered why someone would break in to install automatic doors in the first place, and why you hadn't heard it.

Everything seemed to be going fine after that. You sat down at the dining table and had your breakfast. Suddenly, you got a knock on the door. You wiped your mouth clean of any residue and got the front door key. Opening it up, you did not see what you expected.

You were expecting, well, a person. Not a near eight-foot-tall four-armed, four-legged green... Thing. It kind of just stood there, whatever it was, and smiled. Yeah, you were utterly and completely freaked out by now.

It took a few moments of standing there frozen before the adrenaline kicked in and you slammed the door shut. You ran around the house shutting all the curtains and locking everything twice. Quickly, you shuffled under your bed and curled up, holding back tears.

You didn't know how much time had passed. It felt like hours and minutes simultaneously. Eventually, though, you crawled back out from beneath your bed and shakily opened the curtains on your window just a smidge, only to come face to face with a bright yellow circle.

You screamed and shut the curtains.

Now, what were you going to do? What in the world was that out there? Did it want to hurt you? Or, well, I suppose it was multiple things. But still! Were they predators? Prey? How did they even exist? Were they aliens? What's going on?!

Okay, no, you just needed to breathe. Think through this, is all. Alright, now, how did this start? Well, first things first your cupboard doors started to fly open on its own, then you met that giant green... Whatever that was. And then you saw a talking circle. Wow, alright, that did not help.

By then you were so caught up in your panic back under the bed you failed to notice how badly you were shaking. It was like you were some cartoon character getting shocked with electricity. In fact, you were so caught up in it you failed to notice your own house letting these things inside.

"Hey, are you okay?" a soft voice spoke from behind you.

God? Wait no, can't be. You're not dead yet, right? Yeah, you can still feel the carpet underneath you; you're not dead. Wait, but that means they're probably not dead either-

WHAM!

You tried to bolt upright and hit your head on the base of your bed. With a cry of pain, you laid back down on the carpet and held your head in your hands. All your senses were heightened, so this pain felt double the usual. The pain was so bad you almost didn't feel the soft contact on your back. Almost.

You stopped crying immediately. Frozen, you considered turning around to face whatever was there, but quickly decided not to out of fear of some face-eating monster or whatever else your mind had come up with. You simply held your eyes shut and tried to not breathe too loud.

"Hey, you're okay." The same voice. Soft, soothing, not something that would indicate hostility or some ulterior motive. Though you still can't be sure. "We're not going to help you. In fact, well, we could use some help ourselves."

"W-what?" you whispered, not even realising you had before it was already said and done. Once more you froze up, your jaw practically about to break through your skull.

The voice let out a soft laugh. "Yeah," it said. "We're in a bit of a pickle. You see, we're a wee bit lost, and we could use your help getting back home." The soft feeling continued on your back, which you realised was a hand. "So, whenever you're ready, just come on out. We'll wait." You felt the hand leave.

With a soft shuffling noise, you assumed the source of the voice had gotten up off the ground. You heard walking - lots of walking. You realised what the voice must have meant when it said 'we'. The door to your bedroom shut.

You laid there for what felt like eternity just thinking. Thinking about what had just happened to you. You tried to reason your way out of this, to say it all must be a dream, but you knew you were lying. Dreams don't let you feel pain, or at least yours don't. When you hit your head on that bedframe, that was solidification that whatever you were experiencing was real. That this was your life, and you couldn't stay under here forever.

Eventually, you crawled out from under the bed. You weren't quite ready to face whatever was out there, which is fair, by the way. You wanted to be able to defend yourself in case anything happened. Slowly and quietly, you opened up the drawer in your nightstand and took out a pair of scissors. With a deep breath, you wrapped your hand around the door knob.

The door opened to reveal... Nothing. Just the long hallways leading from your bedroom to the stairs. The long red carpet stretched across the hardwood floor past the doors to the other bedrooms and bathroom. Above you, the circular ceiling fan caught dead flies.

"Okay, Y/N, whatever is going on here is not normal," you thought. "Just take it easy, or whatever. Or- what am I supposed to say during this?"

Thankfully you still had socks on, because otherwise you were sure you'd be making quite the ruckus as you treaded across the carpet. With every step you glanced to each door around you, waiting for something to come out and attack. But surprisingly, there wasn't anything at all.

Until you heard it. A faint laugh coming from the bottom of the stairs. Hands clenched around the scissors, you carefully peered over the top of the stairs to see it: a small yellow creature. Maximum four feet tall (though it was hard to tell from your perspective), it had a sort of sunburst effect around the back of its head. The yellow thing wore a colourful squared shirt with long puffy sleeves and a blue overalls dress.

You tried to make your way down the stairs when it made a loud squeak. The figure looked up to you and smiled, saying "hi!" You immediately held the scissors out in front of you, the blades pointed towards them. They raised their hands up in front of them. "Woah!" they said. "Slow down!"

I'll be making a part 2 for this! Hold tight!

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bimboothefool · 4 months

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Reader was taken kidnapped by Wally and taken to his world. But what Wally didn't expect is that all the other characters would start to remember memories with the reader as a child and discover the truth of their colorful world.

( Now it's up to you to decide what will happen! Will they help the reader get back to the real world or will they become so attached to the reader that it would help Wally keep them there with them FOREVER. )

ℌ𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔶 ℑ’𝔪 ℌ𝔬𝔪𝔢

𝔗𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔬𝔣 ℭ𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔰: Kidnapping, Yandere Behavior (You know the drill keep this shit in fiction.), Stockholm Syndrome, Amnesia, Possessive Behavior, Wally manipulating the others, and Gaslighting

𝔄𝔲𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔯’𝔰 𝔏𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯: Thank you so much for this request and I apologize for taking so long so much came up, but regardless thanks for the request let’s jump right in!! Keep in mind it could either be read as platonic or romantic regardless spoiler alert they don’t see you grow up.

- Wally was surprised to see you after all these years. Same thing with the rest of the crew, your eyes are definitely different instead of that whimsy you’ve once held. You’re rather cautious, it still wows them how different you are now.

- Wally did believe for the time being that he’s the only one who truly remembers you and for a while that’s true. But once you’re in their world things started to change.

- Eddie and Frank are the first few to notice that you looked oddly familiar. When he asked specific questions about your childhood it started to click for him.

- Sally and Julie are shocked that you remembered the lines of a play or the rules of a game. They start to ask themselves the same questions why do you look so familiar yet different.

- Howdy, Poppy and Barnaby are a bit unnerved when you remember stuff like the residents orders or certain joke punchlines. Even certain recipe ingredients. How come you know those things.

- They all meet together to discuss the possibility of how they felt so familiar with you, but this is seemingly their first time meeting you. They all come to the conclusion that they’ve met you before. [Excluding Wally since he fully remembers you.]

- For a while they’re all happy to have you back, but you’re getting homesick. You constantly ask questions on how to get back to your world. But they’re not even sure if it’s possible.

- But only Wally knows a way in and out of their world and keeps it out of your grasp. He even starts manipulating the others.

- “We have them back, why let them go now? Don’t you all miss having our best friend?” He asked the others as they’re all conflicted. Sure they miss you and love you, but was keeping you here really right?

- This could go one of two ways. The first being they do buy into Wally’s twisted line of thinking, why go back to such a troubled and dangerous world? You can stay here and everyday is nothing, but joy and laughter.

- They’ll start gaslighting you into buying into this logic as well, which really freaks you out and you start lashing out. They see this as you throwing a tantrum.

- Another way this can go down, they aren’t sure and start asking you why you want to go home. And you explain that yeah your world isn’t perfect, but it’s still your home.

- Soon they all start talking about how to get you back home, out of Wally’s watchful eyes. You all start to unraveling and untying the mysteries of their world and Wally’s existence.

- Either way it’s ultimately up to you to really choose your own path on how things will play out.

Thanks for reading! If you enjoy my stuff please feel free to check out my other stories from other fandoms, along with reblogging and commenting on it! If you like my art and wanna commission me for some art, head over to my kofi!

#the clown speaks #my writing #welcome home x reader #welcome home arg #welcome home x y/n #welcome home x you #wally darling x reader #eddie dear x reader #frank frankly x reader #julie joyful x reader #sally starlet x reader #barnaby b beagle x reader #howdy pillar x reader #poppy partridge x reader

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sunshine--void · 9 months

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Omg please i have a funny!!

ok so all neighbors are involved in Sally's act, it goes wrong and the stage crumbles, everyone ends up falling over. while everyone are saying stuff as "whoosie" and "ouchie", we just lose our filter for a bit and say "son of a bitch"

I need everyone's reaction PLEASE, Wally's so just SWORE!!

I can totally do that!

I am so sorry it took so long :(

🏠 Losing our filter 🏠

Twas a Tuesday afternoon and all of you were getting ready for a play

The entire neighborhood had helped make the stage

That might sound like a good thing, but in reality that just meant that nobody was as focused as they should have been

So y'know there's probably some screws lose somewhere

Anyway back to the play-

Everyone had finished getting ready and were taking their spots on the stage

Until Barnaby saw a squirrel....

Yeah ummm

All hell broke loose

He accidentally knocked the already poorly built stage, and with how big he is it completely came crashing down

...on everyone

It fucking hurt

You were on the ground, stuck under some stuff and trying to recover from the shock

You could hear everyone whining around you

As you tried pushing yourself up one of the wooden planks above you suddenly fell and bonked you on the head

Completely forgetting the innocent puppets scattered around you, you screamed out a series of words so vile I can not repeat them

As you finally got yourself off the ground you looked around you

...They were silently staring at you...

Suddenly realization hit you like a ton of bricks

Or wooden planks

"oh shi...z" you said quietly to yourself

Everyone just continued to stare, wide eyed and mouth agape

After a few awkward seconds Sally started laughing about it

Julie and Barnaby then preceded to join her

Eddie also chuckled to himself a bit

Poppy and Howdy looked like disappointed mothers

Frank... Was just kinda there being frank

And wally was trying to make sure you everyone was okay

You just awkwardly stood there as wally helped you dust yourself off

"Now that was funny"

#tw cursing #welcome home #welcome home x reader #wally darling #wally darling x reader #julie joyful #Julie Joyful x reader #Sally Starlet #Sally Starlet x reader #howdy pillar #howdy pillar x reader #Barnaby B beagle #Barnaby B beagle x reader #poppy partridge #poppy Partridge x reader #Eddie Dear #Eddie Dear x reader #frank Frankly #frank Frankly x reader

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pyromegalomaniac · 1 year

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You can not tell me Wally won’t be a real bro for his friends if he found out reader has a crush on a certain someone.

Like Wally catch reader staring at someone for a long time with a soft smile on their face and Wally like “you like them don’t you”

And right there Wally turning into reader’s and his friend’s wing man

“Hey that friend there , they love home baked goods”

“Oh yeah random fact reader loves this color “

Wally just trying to play matchmaker

Ooooh, anon! This idea!! So very!! I like wingman Wally very much... I hadn't even thought of this!! Just one of the perks of doing these requests, you get so many fan interpretations and headcanons and whatnot... here's your headcanons anon!! Enjoy!!

(♡˙︶˙♡)

Welcome Home x Reader + Wingman/Matchmaker Wally Headcanons🏠☀️🛼🦴🍪🐛📨🦋🍎

Sally☀️

Wally suggesting you be cast as the lead in her plays

Trying to subconsciously convince her to do a romantic play

Setting you up on a stargazing date

Suggesting you write poetry for her

"Hey Sally I think y/n would love to hear you recite what you've been working on"

One day while you three were all outside a sudden burst of rain came down and Wally kinda ran off (he hates getting wet) but he noticed you and Sally still having fun while he was cowering under a tree or something

Julie🛼

Playing games together

Drawing with sidewalk chalk

Wally inviting you both over for a sleepover and rushing off to go do things like make popcorn to leave you alone

Probably brushing each others' hair at said sleepover

"I bet y/n can't beat you in this game"

Barnaby🦴

"Y/n likes x hotdog toppings, don't you, y/n?"

"Y/n's favorite kind of joke is x type. You should tell them some of those!"

Lounging around together

Falling asleep in a nice warm pile

Waking up and wondering where Wally went

Oh well... sleeping with Barnaby is cozy and now you have him all to yourself

Poppy🍪

Baking together

Wally telling her how brave you are

"Y/n's favorite type of baked good is x, why don't we make them some?"

Making cookies in cute shapes

Poppy getting anxious about something and Wally suggesting she ask you for advice

Howdy🐛

Hanging out with Wally and he suddenly remembers he's out of something, so he asks to visit the bugdega

Wally asking you to pick something up for him at the bugdega

Howdy mentioning it getting tough to work all day by himself so Wally suggests he ask you for help next time you come in

Eddie📨

Wally sending you mail so Eddie has an excuse to go to your house

Eddie eventually recognizing your handwriting and stamps

"Why don't you write a letter to Eddie"

"Oh, you said you've been to x place, haven't you? Y/n has been there too"

Doing crafts together and Wally purposefully holding back his art skills so Eddie will like yours

Frank🦋

Wally suggesting the same books to you both

"Y/n's favorite bug is x"

Lowkey trying to be annoying so he'll think you're better to hang out with (this may or may not work)

"Y/n had a question about this... why don't you meet them to discuss it?"

Looking at the buggies together (Wally would probably disappear like the Barnaby hcs)

Wally🍎

He'd be the last one to notice you having a crush on him

Thinking you need someone nice to be with and trying out each possibility in his head

Really wondering why no one seems to be a good match (everyone else can see the obvious crush you have)

Eventually you'd tell him or he'd figure it out and be like

"...Oohhhhhhhhh. I like you too y/n!"

Those are the headcanons I came up with! Hope you like them anon, thanks for requesting them!! They were fun to do!! I look forward to doing more in the future!! Much love!!

ヽ(>∀<☆)ノ

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shadyauthor · 1 year

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Strings of their hearts, Prolouge

This is a prolouge to see if you guys like it so far, the chapters will be longer after this so do not fret!! The cast will be introduced after the full version of THIS chapter, after I post this though I will be drawing the "date" outfits, as in the only design change I'm making is giving them a cute outfit to wear on a date with you.

Silence, unbearable silence filled the forest around the dark clearing you were in. The forest around you lacked the sounds of anything; no birds; no bugs; no animals; no one. The only light to guide you around the small clearing was the moon above you, yet still it only lit up the clearing. Not the forest. That damn forest, you didn't know who was in there, what was in there, if there was anything in there at all. It called to you, begging you to come figure out if you were alone or not. The uncertainty was killing you, and the silence was driving you insane, then you heard it.

The breathing

The slow almost silent practiced steps

It stopped behind you

You didn't dare turn around

The growling

Turned to screaming

You crumbled to the ground unable to bear the unnatural sound, laying flat on the ground now, unmoving, you wondered if you were dead.

Then silence filled the air again, and more; and somehow; silence filled the silence.

Wake up.

You bursted from your dream, flying up to sit up in your bed. Cold sweat practically dripping from your face. It was that dream again.. you couldn't stand that dream, the uncanny silence always followed by you falling to the ground and wondering what was happening, or what happened really. You never fully understood why you started having that reoccurring dream, you never did anything in the waking world to even cause the dream. You didn't watch horror movies alot, and you haven't been to a forest since you were a pre-teen. Even then, your memories about that summer were blurry and you couldn't remember what happened.

Looking to your nightstand you read your clock "5:00 AM" You sighed, 'time to get up' . You and your friend group had an entire weekend planned out, you all had been planning this for a few weeks, you all would take 3 of your vacation days off of work and go do fun stuff. Fun stuff as in go out on the town for 2 days and regret it all on the third and go back to work on the 4th, today you all were gonna go shopping, you all had very decent jobs so it wasn't very hard to save up alot of spending money.

So not wanting to be late you got up and trudged to your bathroom, flicking the light on you slightly jolted at your appearance 'damn I look like shit man..' you sighed, your hair an absolute mess and your shirt had a wet spot of drool on the collar. Getting ready was the easiest part of most of your days, as you usually knew exactly what was going to happen in the day, so you knew how to dress. But as this days only objective was to "go shopping" it was to vague to know exactly how to dress, but going casual should be good enough. Getting in and out of the shower was a simple task other than the undying fear that you'll slip and break your neck.

You dried your hair with a towel, you wouldn't brush it till you went downstairs. Throwing on your grey button up and torn jeans you shut the lights off and headed downstairs to do your hair and eat breakfast "alexa play don't worry he happy" you stated nonchalantly, it was your favorite song to play in the mornings to calm the nerves.

Humming along to the song, you shuffled to the kitchen in your socks. 'Hmm cereal or eggs...cereal...or....nah cereals easier' you moved over to the cabinets, opening them and pulling out the generic unhealthy colorful marshmallow cereal. You only had a few dishes in your kitchen as you lived alone, unlike your friends who had spouses and kids already. You preferred to live alone, it was more peaceful this way, you had less to worry about. Though you didn't hate the idea of a family, you just didn't really have time to go on dates, you hadn't even had a vacation since you first got your new job. Shaking your head you brought your thoughts back to the task at hand : 'find a bowl and spoon and eat already dude!'

As soon as you got your bowl of cereal ready you moved to your large living room, with black leather couches and dark rugs that complemented the rest of your homes dark pallette. You turned your large mounted TV on and immediately changed it to cartoons, not really wanting to bother watching the News, you already knew the world was going to shit you didn't need another reminder while you where trying to eat your color bombed cereal.

You sighed in content when you settled on spongebob, the joyful sponge making you forget about it all. You finished eating and reached to your brush that was laying on the couch from the previous day of you being to tired to put it up, sighing you brush through all the tangles of your messy hair and half styling it, as in you just brushed your bangs out of your eyes and called it a day.

You pulled your phone from your jeans right pocket, seeing it was already "7:45 AM" you smiled, it was time to go pick up some of your friends!

#welcome home #welcome home au #wally darling x reader #julie joyful x reader #sally starlet x reader #fanfiction #horror

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walliedarling · 1 year

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Omg I honestly just love human reader. They’re unique in their own way! I like to think that they can pick up pretty much everyone. If Barnaby can’t lift them up, does that mean that the reader can?

If so, then it would come in handy, I believe! Maybe if someone ever (if that’s even possible) comes to town to rob or hurt someone, with one swoop of a hand, the reader has them picked up from the floor effortlessly. Maybe even showing off their strength to the neighbours? I mean, it would be pretty impressive to them if reader can easily pick up Barnaby, wouldn’t it?

You can pick up almost everyone. If it came down to weight alone, you would be able to pick up Barnaby and Poppy as well, but they're so round and big you simply can't get a good grip on them! The most you can do is lift them up a little. Still, that's plenty impressive to your other neighbours. Despite your small size compared to some of the others, everyone knows that you are indisputably Home's strongest resident. They don't think about it too much, simply attributing it to another one of the ways your body differs from theirs.

Sally especially likes making use of it! She enjoys hanging off of one of your arms while you're walking around together, and she'll pester you until you toss her in the air to catch her again. (Being sent flying like that reminds her of the first time she descended down to Home, as a shooting star... It's a warm and nostalgic memory for her.) Mostly she just thinks it's really, really fun, though! She brushes off any possible concerns you might have about dropping her. It'll be fiiiine!

There's nothing that can really threaten Home, usually, but Sally enjoys casting you in roles on the stage that make you perform feats that the other neighbours wouldn't be capable of performing. Whether that be a hero, or a villain.

#welcome home x reader #welcome home arg x reader #human reader au #sally starlet #sally starlet x reader

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 1 year

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I CAME AND I SAW THAT U WERE ALSO INFECTED WITH THE SILLY PUPPET THING,WELCOME..TO THE COMMUNITY! (Get it?)

May I request some headcanons of Barnaby,Sally and Wally meeting a Very Old Goose Puppet Y/n? Just this worn out,Raggedy and Intimidating Goose Grandparent who then absolutely babies them and teaches them self defense tricks,making them soup,maybe they worked as some sort of guard or security! Just pepaw/granny goose caring over these silly puppets.also like they could be going round the forest and a feral bear pops up,Pepaw Goose just turns around and hiss at it and the bear scampers off while Pepaw is like “Anyways-“ (Thoight would be funny because Geese are used as Guard animals)

Have a nice day! ^^ or night if it’s late!

Yeah!! I was genuinely surprised at the amount of Wally x Reader stuff here but I'm all for it!

Also ngl I've been playing a lot of Untitled Goose Game recently so,,, this ask couldn't have come at a better time /pos

........

Barnaby

Honestly, when this lad first saw you emerge from the woods...he was about to run back home with his tail tucked between his legs. You gave him quite a fright!

You were a goose who was about Poppy's height--if not taller--with ragged greyed feathers and [e/c] eyes that look nearly bloodshot, your legs and bill having stitches, and some loose stuffing falling out of your main body.

All in all...you had a very intimidating disposition.

But when you approach Barnaby, it turns out you're just returning one of his juggling pins that he accidentally flung out into the forest.

"You best keep an eye on your juggling kits, dear." You speak in a gentle, raspy voice.

"Th-Thanks...are you from the barn too?"

"A different one. I used to be a guard for the little gooselings and other farm animals in my prime years but---oh..how about we walk and talk, hm? Do you live close by?"

And that's how Barnaby got to know you! He felt bad for judging you by your appearance, as while you look scary..you're just a sweet ol' geeser (yes he's made that pun a few times and you love it) whose kind heart and soul haven't gone anywhere.

You've come to care for everybody in the neighborhood, especially the big blue dog who sometimes gets into accidents while performing stunts.

In those cases, you always know how to nurse him back to health.

At some point, he and everybody else start to see you as a grandparent, calling you [Pa/Ma]...which makes you especially happy.

Sally

When you were younger, you saw her descend to earth, thinking it was just an ordinary shooting star.

You made a wish that you'll be able to find some good friends to spend the rest of your days with. Being a geese guard was a lonely job sometimes..

Many years later, you see that same star--now one who walked and talked--strolling through the forest near your barn. And you were ecstatic, wanting to introduce yourself!

Even though Sally's never met you till now, she's flattered to learn you wished upon her....and even happier to know she made that wish come true!

Your initial appearance surprised her, but she's eager to run back to town and introduce you to everyone!

So that's where you two head to, though as you're both talking (which is mostly her rambling about the next play she's performing tonight), an aggressive bear suddenly leaps out and roars, frightening her-

Until you hiss at it, extending your wings in a threatening manner, which immediately drove the beast back into the woods.

Then you turn back to the gawking star with the sweetest, most apologetic smile. "I'm sorry about that, dearie..do continue."

And she does for a little while, but you end up using that bear encounter as a teaching moment, showing her (and the others once you meet them) how to best defend themselves against possible bear attacks (or any wild animal attack in general). You made it your mission to keep these young folks safe.

Sally would definitely incorporate these lessons into her plays, which you grew to adore, refusing to miss a single one.

Wally

It was actually Poppy who introduced you to the gang, since you've watched over the barn she's lived in since she was a little baby bird. She basically considers you her parent.

You helped her out with her anxiety issues and baking mishaps over the years, so everybody warms up to you quick after learning your ties to each other.

Wally's no different. He's not too intimidated by your height nor raggedy feathers (man knows to respect his elders).

If anything, he's impressed that your felt and stuffing are still keeping you together, but offers to help you get patched up.

"Oh thank you, sweetie!" You croon. "You know..this town is blessed to have such a kind and handsome gentleman like yourself here."

Hearing that instantly melted his heart.

Soon enough, you get acquainted with the others and take care of them if they need help with anything.

Within the neighborhood, you ensure no wildlife breaks into the grocery store and makes off with any food (especially apples), always keeping watch.

Wally admires your nurturing and protective nature, knowing you're a very wise bird who offers the best advice..

Whenever he's lost on inspiration for art projects or just...feeling stressed over whatever, you're there to help him how ever you can.

When he got caught out in a rainstorm and got sick one day, you made him some delicious soup that helped him feel better within hours.

And of course, Home's happy to see you taking care of their owner. So you're always welcomed inside.

#clanask #anonymous #welcome home x reader #barnaby b beagle x reader #sally starlet x reader #wally darling x reader #puppet reader #platonic #grandparent reader #headcanons

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sleepingdeath-light · 11 months

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celebrating their s/o’s birthday ; full ensemble

requested by ; anonymous (27/05/23)

fandom(s) ; welcome home

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; barnaby b beagle, eddie dear, frank frankly, howdy pillar, julie joyful, poppy partridge, sally starlet, wally darling

outline ; “since it's my birthday today-though it'll probably be long past when you answer this lol-could i have headcanons for the welcome home squad doing something for it? i figure that headcanons would be easier to do for everyone, but you can write it out story-wise if you want. if you only want to do some of them, wally, frank, sally, and howdy is fine. thank you and have a good day!”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

barnaby b beagle

he’s a strong believer in ‘birthday bumps’ and will start the day by making sure you get your share

before bringing you some breakfast in bed, of course

he gets you a number of gag gifts as well as genuine presents and cards — but what those gags are depends on your boundaries and such (e.g. if sudden movements and loud sounds genuinely scare you then he won’t get you a pop up box or screamer)

hosts a small get together with by your friends and facilitates an all out prank war that’s based around your humour — doing everything he can throughout the day to keep you laughing and smiling

eventually everyone leaves and you sit down for your evening meal and that’s when he hands you his actual birthday card for you

of course there are puns scattered here and there, but it’s written so genuinely and it’s so sweet that you end up tearing up and tackling him with a hug

you end the day with your sides hurting from laugher and your heart full to bursting and you couldn’t have hoped for a better birthday

eddie dear

eddie unfortunately doesn’t get to wake you up on your birthday as his rounds have him out and about until about 9 — and your neighbour, julie, had already woken you up at 8 to give you the presents she’d prepared and give you (some very gentle) birthday bumps

he gets home around the same time that frank stops by to give you your gift so you all sit down and have a chat over a fresh cup of tea/coffee — with the others eventually joining you to share in good drink and sweet foods

it’s a good laugh and he can see the joy and appreciation in your eyes as your loved ones celebrate you and you open your remaining cards and gifts in the middle of this makeshift gathering

they all stay for a little while after that, leaving at around 1 as they had other responsibilities, leaving you and eddie alone for the first time that day

he hands you his main gift: a handmade scrapbook featuring photos and letters you’d sent to each other over the course of your relationship so far with little captions in his neatest handwriting noting down when each date happened

it’s cheesy and sentimental and incredibly fitting of him, but still you tear up and spend a good hour or so cuddling

then, to cap off the day, you go for a walk around the neighbourhood and into the surrounding woodlands

enjoying the beautiful weather and fresh air and good company as you talk about anything and everything

what a lovely end to a lovely birthday

frank frankly

frank takes a much more domestic approach to celebrating your birthday and will spend it comfortable indoors

he prepped your gift and card months in advance — having managed to get the complete collection of your favourite books from their original printing run after literal years of searching

and he was incredibly proud of himself for it — unbelievably excited to see your reaction when you finally saw what he’d gotten you

he lets you have a lay-in whilst he makes you your favourite breakfast before waking you up quite late and giving you your card

it’s simple but sweet and you share a kiss before you go down to eat

good food, good company, good conversation

and, once you were finished, good gifts and good cards

you were due to celebrate with the rest of your loved ones the next day but they’d dropped off their presents in advance

and you appreciated each and every one

then came your partner’s present and frank was anxiously watching as you tore open the wrapping paper

and you saw it and you gasped and you cried — a good cry, though

it’s such a sweet and thoughtful gesture that you couldn’t not tear up and, after placing them to one side, you pulled him into a hug and thanked him for your wonderful gift

what an amazing birthday you were due to have

howdy pillar

howdy actually takes the afternoon off to spend it with you — he needs to go in during the morning but he manages to close at noon

and he walks into your home with his arms filled with your favourite flowers, a personalised stuffed animal, a bag filled with presents and cards and a bag of your favourite take out for lunch

you eat whilst opening your gifts and cards with the radio on in the background, just enjoying each other’s company and the rare chance to spend a quiet afternoon together

the other neighbours had stopped by earlier in the morning to send their regards and gifts so you didn’t have anything to interrupt and ruin the moment

your flowers were put in a vase and displayed on the windowsill alongside your cards

then, after putting everything away and throwing away all of the rubbish, you decide to have a calm evening in

playing a new board game that had been delivered to the store — and winning despite all of howdy’s best efforts

dancing around the house — being spun and dipped and toss as you laugh and squeal

making your evening meal together and trying to keep up with howdy’s four handed mastery of the art of cooking

eating your favourite meal together and exchanging gossip that you’d heard earlier in the day

and ending the day sat on the porch, cuddled into your boyfriend’s side as you watch the sunset and smile at the conclusion of a birthday well spent

julie joyful

to describe the celebration in one word: colourful

she starts the day by shaking you awake, kissing you good morning and dragging you downstairs to open your presents because she’s terrible at keeping secrets

she watches you open them and is arguably more excited than you as she does — but she quickly busies herself by making you a cup of tea/coffee and some breakfast

then you eat together and chat and then she hands you her last gift and tells you to go and get changed

it’s a beautiful set of clothing, the fanciest you’ve ever owned, and then she does both of your hair and you spend the rest of the day going between your neighbour’s houses

celebrating with friends until your cheeks hurt and your legs ache and you’re just about awake enough to stumble back home arm-in-arm

ready to be greeted by her family, who help you celebrate the rainbow monster way — with lots of colours and lots of affection and lots of good food

and by the end of the night (or, rather, the beginning of the next day) when you’re finally drifting off to sleep you know that you’ll be looking back on this birthday with a particular fondness — and you can’t wait to spend the rest of your birthdays with julie by your side

poppy partridge

she memorised the recipes to all of your favourite foods and desserts and started practising them months beforehand

then on your actual birthday she woke you up with a selection of your favourite breakfast foods (and a peck to the cheek, of course)

next came a long chat as you enjoyed your breakfast in bed before you went to get dressed and she prepped the presents and cards you were sent by friends and family

she put on a vhs of your favourite movie in the background whilst you made your way through them — taking them off of your hands to arrange/wash/fold them and put them away to save you the trouble

the rest of the day is pretty standard, honestly

the neighbours stop by for lunch (another selection of some of your favourite dishes) and chat and hand over their presents

and after they leave you and poppy have a low-key afternoon

spending the day in your comfiest clothes, cuddling on the settee and reading and completing a puzzle that eddie and frank gifted you

and finishing the day with another favourite food of yours — dancing in the kitchen when she was cooking

it was calm and intimate and comfortable

you wouldn’t have had it any other way

sally starlet

this girl is nothing if not dramatic, so she naturally roped all of your loved ones into her plan to make your first birthday with her the most spectacular one yet

interviews your closest friends and family members to organise gifts and cards and transport — making sure that everyone was on the same page

then, on your actual birthday she was sure to keep things low-key at first

waking you up with a kiss and a cuddle, going downstairs to make you breakfast whilst you opened the neighbours’ gifts and cards

everything was very chill and affectionate and intimate — until 12pm exactly when her plan came into action and everyone showed up

friends and family with arms filled with food and gifts singing happy birthday to you as they filtered into the home

half doing a bang up job of decorating your shared home whilst the others absolutely spoiled you with affection and compliments

you could solidly say that she’d succeeded in surprising you

and when the food started to get plated up and you sat in a room with your loved ones, you found yourself smiling at sally and being thankful for having someone as charmingly dramatic in your life to do all of this just for you

wally darling

on a spectrum from high key to intimate celebrations, wally falls somewhere in the middle

like he won’t arrange a massive party but he also won’t force you to spend the whole day with him inside of home

it’s likely going to end up being a split day

the morning (6-12pm) is spent with just the two of you, with home waking you up early to open your presents whilst wally watches on and celebrates you

the afternoon (12-6pm) being spent going between your neighbours’ houses to celebrate as a collective

and ending the day with a sleepover at whoever’s home you’re closest with

that way you get a little bit of everything

poppy’s cooking that leaves you wanting more

eddie’s craftiness that gives you cards and gifts that are so charming and handmade that you tear up

julie’s attentiveness and insistence on making you look as fabulous as possible

frank’s genuine and honest approach to gifts and cards that has you grinning and pulling him into a side hug

barnaby’s endless humour that leaves you with straining cheeks and burning lungs and aching sides

sally’s dramatics and ability to make a celebration so impactful and unique that it stays with you forever

howdy’s cheerful disposition and willingness to help you with whatever whenever you ask — including tossing you up into the air to replace the standard birthday bumps

and wally’s endless affection for you — which he channeled into your gift: a painting of you through his eyes, one that wasn’t necessarily true to your physical appearance but that highlighted the aspects of you that made him fall in love with you

an exercise in perspective that made your eyes well up and your heart soar

you really couldn’t have asked for a more impactful gift to cap off your birthday, nor for better company to have spent it with

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r3dmooon · 1 year

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Master List 🖍️

Requesting Rules

Important Read

One Shots

Someone to Take Care of — Wally Darling x gn! reader

Secret Admirer — Wally Darling x gn! reader

Behind Your Screen — Wally Darling x gn! human! reader

Drabbles

Hair Brushing—Julie Joyful x gn! reader

Finding Wally in the Rain — Wally Darling x gn! reader

Headcanons

Wally Darling x gn! reader with Southern Accent

Wally Darling x gn! Jessica Rabbit like! reader

Julie Has a Crush — Julie Joyful x gn! reader

Kisses Headcanon — Wally Darling x gn! reader

Kisses Headcanon — Julie Joyful x gn! reader

Wally Darling x gn! reader with Separation Anxiety

Wally Darling x gn! zoologist! reader

Wally Darling x gn! sleepy! reader

Picking up/Cuddling Headcanons — Wally Darling x gn! reader

#welcome home #welcome home x reader #wally darling x reader #julie joyful x reader #sally starlet x reader #eddie dear x reader #wally darling #julie joyful #sally starlet #eddie dear

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jellysxtarr · 11 months

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How do you think the welcome home cast would react to a reader who plays the mc of some kids show like the sesame streets or a reader who usually acts in musicals like ride the cyclone or heathers

Sorry if it sounds too much this is actually my first time requesting TT

Hello dear Anon! Don't sweat it! Your request is quite fine, I'm honored to be the first person you requested to write this!

Welcome Home Cast with a gn! Neighbor who plays the MC in a children's show

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Warnings: /

𖤐 I won't beat around the bush, but the whole neighborhood was amazed by it! A neighbor who plays the most important role in a show! And it's their neighbor!

𖤐 Sally Starlet, once she got to hear about it, she definitely had stars as eyes once she heard of it! She was completely over the stars about it! (Possibly even the moon!)

𖤐 expect that she will learn your lines, a true theater kid by heart! You could possibly even call her your biggest fan! (Now thinking about it, if you were someone who acts in musicals, there will be a big BIG hint that she wants to re-act those musicals with you!)

𖤐 Julie Joyful really was joyful! Ecstatic! You could name them all! She was possibly giddy once you talked about it, getting stars in her eyes like Sally! It must be fun being the star of the show!

𖤐 Frank Frankly, the well known bookworm in the neighborhood may not have been as amazed or possibly be even joyful like Julie was, but it certainly caught their attention. Maybe you could even turn their frown slightly upside down! (But you clearly didn't hear that from me!)

𖤐 Barnaby b. Beagle, well known prankster in the neighborhood finds himself impressed! Even gives you a slight praise with a pat on the back, but it's expected that'll he'll crack at least a joke (maybe even two if he feels like it!)

𖤐 Howdy Pillar found himself rather jolly, or well rather a bit more jolly! (which he always is! It's quite hard to express his character), you could even find him nodding along while you're talking, he's all ears after all.

𖤐 Eddie Dear (who's often busy delivering letters to the neighborhood) does make time to listen to what you have to say, he's happy! For you especially! But you could expect that he'll forget it after awhile, it isn't a complete bummer, he'll try to remember it (and even if he doesn't, he'll have the same reaction even if you tell him again!)

𖤐 Poppy Partridge really got her feathers raised! (In a positive light of course) even if she seemed rather frantic, it didn't seem like she minded on you being a important role in a show– specifically for kids, but at least it wasn't bad news she had to hear! (Even if she does think of the worst outcome, it felt better to prove her thought wrong instead!)

𖤐 last but not least, Wally Darling had his usual smile on his face, feeling quite happy for you! But he still views you as well, you! MC of a children's show or not, you're still his neighbor after all! Nothing will change his perspective. But you knew that already, didn't you?

𖤐 the neighbors still love you the same way of course! Being a important role in a children's show shows no difference to anyone, that wouldn't be neighborly of them after all! It's you who they see! Their neighbor who just happenes to be well known to children.

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

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tiredly101 · 1 year

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Part 7 - Final: What if Howdy's place was Everyone becoming aware of his world and breaking the 4th wall and falling in love with the human reader? What would be the consequences of that?

Alright, I believe this is a series but meh! Anyways enjoy!

Beautiful freedom

Pairing: Aware!Welcome Homes crew (except Poppy) x Human!Gender neutral reader

Howdy Pillar, Eddie Dear, Barnaby Beagle, Frank Frankly, Julie Joyful, Sally Starlet, Howdy's ending, Eddie and Frank, Eddie's ending, Frank’s ending, Wally's ending, Barnaby’s ending,

Aware Welcome Home Cast Illustrated Au, tw; suicide, work with the picture I found after twenty minutes- anyways done by @lavafet

In this story it starts with Howdy but instead of keeping the Tv or giving it away he makes a center for it, for all the neighbors to use and watch. Which is how everyone became aware, it was maddening but at least everyone had each other but then you came in the picture

Wally was the first to see you in a hangout at the center and because of that everyone saw you too, everyone instantly wanted you after all such a pretty neighbor couldn’t hide from them no matter what they tried, now could they?

But this didn’t mean there was a pact of niceness between neighbors helping each other, its a damn war between each other with some allies. The allies were a few, Wally was on his own as well as Barnaby and Howdy but Frank and Eddie decided that they could share and that same decision was taken by Sally and Julie I can’t help but ship those two pairs soo shhh

Now you, innocent thing, didn’t know you were being watched in the first place or how everyone was making plans to take you with them

All of the plans collided in a rather dangerous way, all trying to kidnap you and yet failing because of the other. Barnaby driving you obsessed, Wally making you want to be with him with a simple look, Sally and Julie killing people in your honor, Howdy destroying your life in a general concept, Eddie and Frank obsessing over every detail and thanks to Howdy always trying to take you at your lowest and you were slowly loosing it...

Their love and want for you it was driving you into madness, a maddens that was eventually going to kill you and that is exactly what happened because when they were all in your house trying to take you, they saw it

You jumped off the balcony and fell twenty stories before meeting the cold ground with a soft smile plastered in you face...

“Beautiful freedom is what you wrote for them to read”

#welcome home #wally darling x reader #sally starlet x reader #julie joyful x reader #howdy pillar x reader #Barnaby beagle x reader #eddie dear x reader #frank frankly x reader #tiredly jackie writes #tiredly jackie replies #tw; suicide

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down-in-the-rainbow-square · 1 year

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Remember that post that said u wanted to write that one, the reader goes into puppets/welcome home dimension?

I got u!

Can I request a Welcome home crew x reader, the reader from our world just looking at the website and suddenly blacks out. Then they open their eyes to see the puppets looking down at them! :D

Welcome Home x Reader - A Whole New World (and a Whole New Back Pain)

Not proofread! Thank you for the request! I'm definitely in my isekai sort of phase right now right x readers. For this one I'm just going to assume the reader hasn't discovered the hidden secrets of the website yet. Clown said we're only 5% in, so when we're closer to the end I'll do a remake with the reader knowing all the spooks and secrets (plus, it's really fun to just stick to the happy-go-lucky tune for now)!

I don't know what blacking out is like so I kind of just wrote random feelings instead. Hope that's okay!

P.S., This focuses more on Y/N than the characters but I'll make a sequel that focuses on them more!

Words: 1353

Type: Headcanons, platonic

Tw: food, mentioned kidnapping, mentioned death, injury

You were sitting at your desk when it happened. It was nearing sunset; a bowl of two-minute noodles sat cooling beside your laptop to serve as tonight's meal. Scrolling through social media, a sudden notification popped up on the screen. It was from a friend of yours.

Opening the message up, it read, "hey! Check out this website I found!" Attached to the message was a link to a cheerful looking website. Your friend described it as the link to an old and near-forgotten puppet show your parents had taped on VHS. You used to watch it together when you were really young, apparently.

Opening it up, you were sent to a title screen of sorts. It featured a little red house with a blue roof and yellow chimney. The website invited you to click on it. Doing so, you were revealed the real meat of what was inside.

The next half-hour or so was spent perusing the website. Some of the characters vaguely rang a bell; you remembered something about a guy called Frank, but you also thought there was a child, so perhaps you were making it all up. Maybe that was Wally.

Eventually, though, you were hit with a sudden drowsiness and a sick, twisting feeling in your stomach. Assuming hunger pains, you reach for you food on the desk. It would have gone completely cold, but you would have to deal with it. Fork in hand, you lifted it up to your mouth only to-

Only to wake up in bed. Strange; you never remembered going to sleep. The last thing you remembered doing was getting bad hunger pains and eating your noodles. Though you assumed you had just passed out in bed and not remembered anything.

You rolled around in bed. You were too tired to get up just now. You were about to drift off to sleep when you heard something - or someone.

"They're waking up!"

What in the hell?!

You instantly bolted upright only to be hit with a horrible pain in your spine that sent you back down again. Groaning in pain, you rolled over onto your side and opened your eyes to see... People? No. Monsters? Maybe. No, they were definitely puppets.

Looking up, you saw you were surrounded by them. They were all different shapes, colours, and sizes, but shared the same look: concern. Concern for your wellbeing or concerned because their meal just woke up you didn't know, but you didn't plan on staying for long enough to find out.

Again, you tried to sit up, ignoring the excruciating pain in your lower back. It was then that you realised this was also not your bed you were in. No, this was much larger than you could afford and had a red wood frame with feathers carved into the head.

Your first thought is that you've been kidnapped. Your second thought is you've been kidnapped by puppets. Instantly, you try to heave your way off the bed, only to be caught by a pair of arms. Well, two pairs of arms, actually.

"Hey, hey! Calm down!" Looking up, you saw a tall, green puppet looking down at you. He slowly placed you back down on the bed. Taking a closer look at his facial expression, he almost looked scared.

"Wh- what are you?" you whispered. You didn't care if it sounded rude, you'd rather be rude than clueless.

"I could ask you the same question." You turned to look at the source of the noise to see a different puppet. He was of medium height (for the puppets, of course) and had grey skin. Or felt, for that matter.

"What?" you replied.

"Well," the puppet began, "for someone who fell out of the sky, you sure seem fine."

Fell out of the sky? What was this guy on about?

"Wait, I what?" you asked. The puppets shared a look.

"You don't remember?" another puppet asked. He was about the same height as the grey puppet, but had yellow skin and red hair. "There was a lot of yelling."

"There was?"

Safe to say, you were confused. How could you have fallen out of the sky and not remember? Unless you suffered some kind of head trauma, which would explain why your back was in such pain. But if you truly fell from the sky, wouldn't you be dead?

Eventually the puppets managed to calm you down enough for you to not try to run every chance you got. They told you their names, and you told them yours in return.

There was Howdy, the one who had stopped you from running away and hurting yourself; Frank, the grey one who had told you what happened; Julie, the one who had come to help you first; Poppy, whose bed you woke up in and who cared for you while you were out; Eddie, who was the first to actually notice something falling from the sky; Barnaby, who had carried you to Poppy; Sally, who had kept the morale up for the other puppets while you were out; and Wally, who had assisted in taking care of you.

You found them all to be very interesting in both their appearances and personalities. Sally, who you had been informed was once the brightest star in the entire sky, was a rambunctious, creative soul always ready for an adventure and new ideas. She often proposed imaginative but impractical solutions to your back problem.

There was Julie, a kind and fun puppet with long blonde hair. She was always playing some sort of game, or editing one to allow you to join, even when you didn't quite trust her. Her favourite to play with you was Patty Cake, because it was simple and could be repeated as many times as she wanted. Sally liked to join in on that one for the singing. You were surprised she knew what it was.

But no matter how intriguing you found the puppets; they were always more fascinated by you. They constantly asked you questions about who you were, where you lived, what life was like. Howdy was very interested in the 'Click and Collect' system you had at your local supermarket. The ability to know someone's order beforehand without even a telephone was incredible to him.

Frank was by far the most interested. He was always asking you questions while you rested in Poppy's bed. At one point he left for about fifteen minutes before coming back with a whole bookshelf's worth of books. How he managed to carry it without breaking apart you had no idea, but he looked strained.

Frank had sat the books on the floor and started going through each one, repeating his questions only to throw the book away when it didn't match what you said. He ended up with every book thrown in the messy pile by the end of it and was quite angry.

Everyone was surprised with how similar but how different your worlds were. Things like recipes, games, and speech were all the same and yet you had all this technology they didn't, and they had whole species you didn't. Howdy was shocked to know he could never exist in your world, and Sally was upset to learn that she would only ever be a ball of gas (though she felt a bit better when you mentioned how huge they were).

But more than anything they were surprised with you. The first time they saw you eat was fascinating. Sure, (for the sake of the television show) they can eat, but not like that. What you were doing was just plain weird by their standards, with your odd moving of these 'muscles'. Wally had asked you what you were doing with your mouth and was shocked (and a little disgusted) to see your teeth.

The day seemed to go on forever in this little town you were informed was called Home. Poppy was too big for her couch, but refused to move you, so you ended up sleeping next to her. It was comfy, if not a little suffocating.

I'll be making a part 2 for this!

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