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Hihi!! Can I possibly request a wally x male reader? (He/Him!) Drabble with Wally who gets giddy and giggly at being called his boyfriend :)? maybe with some hand holding and happy kisses too! (Or really just some soft fluff!)

Although if you do end up doing this and feel you’re more inspired by changing stuff(or by doing headcanons instead of a Drabble) please do!! Your writing is soso fun and honestly whatever you change or add will be interesting to read

HAHAHEHA,, FLUFF…. /pos HEHE

I’ll gladly write for this!! I find this prompt adorable :]

And thank you!! I’m glad you guys all seem to like my writing so much, it makes me really happy to hear HAHAH!!!

Peaceful Day

Wally Darling x M!Reader

Drabble Format, Romantic Relationship

It had been a slow day in the neighbourhood, with soft pillowy clouds drifting by in the big blue above. Sunny, but dappled, the air was slightly chill with the occasional warm breeze that gently ruffled the grass. It was peaceful, just a slow and soft day. You found yourself snuggled up with your boyfriend, Wally, currently curled up somewhere under a tree. He had been idly sketching some of the scenery around, pressed up to your side as he hummed about random snippets of tunes to himself.

At some point, he’d lay down his pencil, instead taking about to nuzzling into your side as he murmured something sappy under his breathe. When you gave a questioning hum, he’d just chuckle— idly reaching over to snag your hand with his.

“I said.. you looked.. nice.” He smiled as he spoke, lifting your hand to cup his cheek as he held it.

As you went to thank him, maybe even return a compliment, you soon heard someone calling your name from the distance— and it seemed to be Sally. As she walked over, she’d smile.

“Hey! What’re you up to?” She looked just to you, and you suspected— from where she stood in reference to the tree— she just.. straight up couldn’t see Wally. So, you— somewhat proudly— stated you were with your darling little boyfriend as you pulled him a bit into view. He had the express of a deer in headlights, for a small moment, before his gaze just.. shifted up to you, pupils slowly blowing wide. You didn’t notice, though, you were just looking to Sally.

“Ohh!! Pffhaha— my baaad! Should I leave you two lovebirds alone?” Cooing playfully, a bit teasingly, she’d soon snicker as you shoo’d her away. “Okay, okay! Byeee!“

As she turned to walk away, she’d call out to you again. “I’ll talk to you later, when you’re not busy being all lovey dovey and mushyyy.”

With that, she properly left, making obnoxious kissie sounds all the way. She meant well, just kidding around, and you gave a light laugh. But, when you looked back to Wally, his eyes still seemed to be blown large as he just.. stared at you. Tilting your head, you’d ask him what was up with a small laugh.

It’d take him a second to seemingly snap into reality, before he smiled.

“.. boyfriend?”

His usual flat voice was tinged a bit with a subdued sort of excitement, and maybe a bit bashful. With a laugh, you answer him.

“Yesss..? That’s what you are, to me, you goof.”

He’d seem to kind of just melt in on himself, lifting a hand to hold his own cheek before giggling.

“I know,.. it just.. I don’t know..” He’d giggle again, shutting his eyes a bit as he squished his face. He seemed to be flushed up. “Feels.. nice to.. hear you call me that..?”

Giving a sound of endearment, you’d gently catch his face by his cheeks— cupping them with his hands. As he giggled, he’d place his hands overtop yours, still flushed.

His eyes would open, blown wide as he stared at you.

“.. hi.”

Giving a dopey little giggle, he’d seemingly kick his legs a bit from where they rested— as he was sitting on his side. Gently, he’d squish your hands with his own before burying his face away into them. Though, just a second later, he’d peek back up.

“Hey, come here..”

Raising a brow, you’d lean down closer to him, to which he’d hold your hands a bit firmer— gently sliding to just hold your hands instead of letting them cup his cheeks. With that, he’d lean in, giving you a kiss— which, for him, consisted of just kind of pressing his face to yours, saying ‘Mwah!!’, and drawing back. He was even more flushed when he withdrew, still giddily giggling.

From there, you two just took turns giving each other a little smooch as he seemed to giggle a bit more with each one. And, eventually, he’d somewhat just— flop onto you, which usually meant he just.. wanted to be held, so you snaked your arms around him. He’d go entirely limp in your embrace, still giggling— a few gushy, affection words strewn in as he nuzzled at you. Giving him a small squish, you’d sit back down against the tree as he half-sat-half-laid on you— still mumbling slurred, giggled words of adoration.

You eventually heard him murmur a little “I love youuu..” from down there, and you returned the sentiment with a laugh. He’d seem to vibrate a smidge, before lifting his hands to flap them a bit, smiling.

I love writing fluff so much im going to explode AAH Hajajsjajjajd /pos

I hope this was nice to read!!!! It was really fun and nice to write HEHAHDHS I cannot express how much I love goopy squishy fluff like this aaAAh HEHEH

Thank you for requesting!! Have a lovely day!!! :]

#sighsdeeplyanddreadfully #wally darling #wally darling x reader #reader insert #welcome home #welcome home wally darling #x reader

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Hi!! I have a small request that can either be in drabble or hc format (it makes no different to me) for a GN!reader that is touch sensitive? Certain textures just give them the ick and leave them overwhelmed. (Think having your flooring be all stone and having to walk on it bumps and all without any breaks or changes in texture. It would get annoying and uncomfortable) So they avoid touch like its the plague when it comes to their neighbors because they sometimes just feel 'gross' in a sense, sometimes to fuzzy, others to scratchy, or sometimes just too alive (*eyes wally*)

Kept it semi-vauge, so you can go ham on your own interpretation of it, hoping to see what you will produce if you find this interesting :]

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OH REAL. REAL REAL. I’ve got touch based sensory issues myself (along with “contamination anxiety”? Akin to the ‘gross’ part you mentioned HAHA), that shit slaps (as in it slaps me, daily) /neg /lhj !!

Thank you for the request though >:] I hope what I write satisfies!!

Felt Fingers

Welcome Home x GN!Reader with a Touch Sensitive Reader!

Headcanon format, relation(s) are platonic!

When you moved into the sleepy neighbourhood, you had already geared up for your usual “new people routine”.

If they went to touch, you’d curl away— nervously chattering off that you’d prefer to not be. Some understood immediately, others took it personal— grew defensive, and then some were simply confused. You had grown used to the reactions, and you were ready!

…After all, you were meeting.. quite a few new people, quite fast, today!—

You had been taken on a tour of the town by no other than Wally Darling, who— to your unspoken relief— was not the touchy type. At least not with a very new friend. Instead, he held his hands clasped neatly behind his back.

Some of the other neighbours were, though— specifically one by the name of Julie Joyful, the first one you were pulled up to meet.

When Wally acquainted you both to one another, she rushed in for a friendly hug— only to be left confused, head tilted when you back stepped.

Ah, here we go..

You chattered off, nervously tugging at the edge of your sleeve— but she soon perked up, like a light bulb had clicked over her head.

“Ohhh..! Okay!! No worries!” She beamed at you, “I’ll keep that in mind!!- Sorry! Haha-“

Wally watched the interaction silently, also taking note of it.

Next up was Frank Frankly, who wasn’t very far off from Julie. As of current, he was crouched near what seemed to be colourful milkweed, watching a butterfly of some kind intently.

You watched as Wally slid up behind him, not really making any noise before he hummed.

“What’re you up to, Frank..?”

The reaction was immediate, some gruff, garbled spew of confusion quickly followed— before Frank huffed.

Soon, though, you were being introduced. Frank held out his hand for a handshake, and you declined with a weak smile.

He didn’t seem bothered, just nodding and lowering his hand.

Soon, you were moving onto the next person; Howdy Pillar.

As you both walked into the cooled down store, Howdy warmly greeted you from the counter— immediately taking note of you.

“Oh! Hey! Is this th’ new neighbour you were talking about, Wally?”

Upon confirmation, his attention slid to you with a warm smile. He introduced himself, and held out one of his four arms for a shake— leading to another decline.

You watched his head tilt in confusion momentarily before he gave a quick, understanding smile.

“Just not in the mood?” He asked, voice softened— he didn’t seem upset. You simply just explained the boundary, as you had been all day, and he nodded along.

“Alright! Got’cha, neighbour!”

As Wally pulled open the glass door, the little bell hung above going off, Howdy would wish you both “a swell rest of the day!”

And you were off!

For just a moment, before a large, blue dog strolled up.

He was soon introduced to you as Barnaby B. Beagle.

He didn’t reach out for a handshake, instead just sort of giving you a small wave with his large paw, paired with a cheeky grin.

“ ‘ello.” [Hello]

Wally and he seemed to catch up for a moment, before Barnaby somewhat.. patted his head. Wally simply stared, still smiling— and a non-hostile look!.. He just.. didn’t react very much.

And, soon, you were being whisked to the next neighbour; Sally Starlet.

You found her atop a rickety built stage, seemingly warming up her voice— speaking loud and proud, from the chest!

.. Before she noticed you both, of course.

Soon, almost in the blink of an eye, she was in front of both of you— smiling.

“Hello!! Hello!! Is this the new neighbour?” She absolutely beamed as she spoke, to which Wally calmly nodded.

Ecstatically, she’d take your hands in hers— giving them a shake as she began to introduce herself— before Wally cleared his throat.

“They.. don’t like to be touched.”

Ah. Agh. Agagghhhfhh.

You smiled at her, though strained, trying to discretely wipe your hands off on your pants once she had (quite quickly) let your hands go.

Very quickly, she was apologetic— seeming concerned.

“Oh— shoot!- I should’ve asked, first, my bad!!- Are you alright?”

Very quickly things had become a notch more overwhelming, but you’d be fine.. you’d be fine, just had to trudge through..

You nodded, giving her a weak smile and reassuring her you were fine.

Your hands felt tingly, and it felt like she was still squeezing them with the scratchy felt and— auuggjhdhr. hhrhrhrr.

She introduced herself far more calmly, still holding an apologetic smile.

Soon, yet again, you were off— quick to run into what seemed to be the neighbourhood’s mailman!

He gave you a warm, chipper smile as he introduced himself as Eddie Dear, but he was quick to move on.

“It’s a delight to meet you, neighbour, but I gotta get goin’!! Have a good day though, you two!!“

And with that, he was gone! A brief introduction after the one with Sally was a relief, and soon you and Wally were left in silence— walking up to one of the houses this time.

“.. How are you feeling, neighbour?”

His voice lulled through the silence, and you perked up. You answer was pretty curt, but polite! You liked the neighbours, but you were still awfully tired from moving…

“That’s good. Don’t worry, there’s.. just one.. left.”

Though his voice was flat, you could tell it was supposed to be reassurance (or, you at least took it as such) as you nodded.

And, soon, you dawned upon the Final Neighbour; Poppy Partridge!

As Wally knocked on the door, she soon pulled it open— staring down at the both of you with kind eyes.

“Ah.. hello..!! You’re— the new neighbour, I’d take it?”

Her voice held a nervous ring, though friendly! With confirmation, you introduced yourself— and she smiled.

“It’s— it’s a pleasure to meet you, dear..” She then glanced back into her home, before back to you. “I— I made a few treats, for you! If you’d- like one, of course!”

You accepted, might as well, and she soon handed you what seemed to be a few freshly baked cookies wrapped up in cloth. Your hands made brief contact, making you tense again, but her soft, feathery hands didn’t get to you— tttoo badly. You still felt that familiar drip of discomfort slide down your neck and throughout your back, but it passed.

She seemed to notice, though, and her gaze instantly flooded with concern.

“Oh, dear.. are- you okay, neighbour? Do you feel well? Are you sick-? Do—“

Before she could continue nervously rattling off what may be the matter, you nodded, and— with a smidge of hesitance— took the chance to properly state the boundary to her.

“Oh— oh! Of course,.. I’m sorry,” She held a small smile, “I’ll keep that in mind, sweetheart..”

And, soon, after wrapping up conversation with the sweet bird, you and Wally were headed back to your own home.

“.. So..” You could feel his intent gaze start burrowing into your face. “.. How was that, neighbour?”

GRAAAHHHHHHH I WROTE THIS IN ONE SITTING RAAAAH /lhj HAHA!!

I hope it’s satisfactory!!! Thank you for requesting >:] /g

Have not proof read!! Will do so laterrr!!!!!

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I have like a horrible staring problem and usually make eye contact like a pro when talking to people due to my parents just driving those mannerisms into me lmao how would Wally react to someone with somewhat similar manners to him? (unconfessed crushes please ^^)

REAL, REAL, ME TOO…….

Thank you for requesting !! >:] I think this one’ll be interesting to write HEHHE

Staring Contest(s)

Wally Darling x Reader who Stares (no idea how to word it HAHA)

CWs // Scopophobia (fear of being stared at), slight unreality if you look for it!! Please stay safe, lovelies! (A version without the unreality will be posted soon!) Edit, here's the version without Unreality! Stay safe and well, lovelies!! : Version Without any Unreality

Drabble Format, Unconfessed (Romantic) Crushes

Settling onto the rickety, colourful bench located within the town— you’d hum, eyes shut.

You had moved in months ago— had it been longer?— into the town. You were adjusted; you were known. You were friends with the neighbours!.. But a certain one did make your chest tighten a bit, and your cheeks warm. And— oh!

Speak of the Devil!

Tapping your shoulder with an uneven smile was Wally Darling, head tilted idly. You were pulled from your thoughts in the clouds— how long had you been sitting there?— as he hummed out your name curiously.

“…There you are, friend.. ha ha ha!” As he chuckled, you felt your cheeks warm a bit— and you stared at him, waiting for him to speak again.

.. But he didn’t, not for a good moment— leading to you two having some.. intense eye contact.

This wasn’t uncommon, he had grown accustomed to you holding the same mannerism— but when you two had first met? Why, it did catch him a bit off guard.. Many of his neighbours hardly partook in eye contact at all, he had gotten used to flickering gazes— but you did not possess that. You stared into him, and he stared into you.

It turned out to be something you both bonded over. He held eye contact because he wasn’t sure where else to look, and he felt like it was polite, along with just genuinely liking eye contact; you held eye contact because you had been taught to since you were young. Either way, it’d lead to many, many interactions of you both just.. kind of having an indirect staring contest as you both spoke, and gestured. Sometimes, those interactions would fall into silence— and.. well, you just.. assumed he blinked at the same time you did, because— at some point— you realized you hadn’t seen him blink. Like.. ever.

It wasn’t that big of a deal, though, surely.

“.. Can I sit with you?” He spoke with a soft smile, eyes still boring into your own— and you’d nod!

Soon, the small puppet was seated beside you, head craned to peek up at you.

“What are you up to, neighbour?”

You gave some polite answer about “just relaxing” as he continued to smile up at you.

.. were.. his pupils wiggling?-

“Ha ha ha! I hope you don’t mind if I join you, then, friend.” He smiled wider, before tilting his head. Which.. soon led into another staring contest— and the slight dilation and contraction of his pupils you had noticed earlier seemed to get.. more intense, idly. Which, eventually, led to you asking if he was alright.

It immediately stopped.

“Of course I’m okay, friend!.. Why wouldn’t I be?”

It seemed, like for a moment, he was staring through you rather than at you— his gaze focusing in back on you at your concerned glance. Slowly, politely, he’d take one of your hands in his— which made your cheeks feel a bit warm— as he smiled.

“I am okay, friend.. Promise.”

You nodded, and just.. brushed off his odd behaviour. It took you a second, too, but you noticed he just.. kept holding your hand— rubbing his thumbs over it. You felt your cheeks warm a bit more, and you saw his head tilt in response. You just smiled nervously— hoping he wouldn’t notice. But, regardless of if he did or didn’t, though, he’d soon turn your hand upside down— pressing your palms together in some slow, foreign attempt to hold your hand. Interlocking your fingers, he seemed to smile at his ‘work’ as he squeezed your hand. You soon squeezed his in return, which made his grin widen.

“.. I like spending time with you.” He smiled up at your as he spoke, and you— a smidge flustered— returned the sentiment. He just kept smiling, and staring— and for once, your gaze faltered. Flicking on and off.

He just kept staring. Softly.

I hope you enjoyed this!! It was delightfully fun to write:] and I hope incorporated all the aspects well!!

Also not proof read! I am lazy! Have merrrcyyy!!!

Have a lovely day!!

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Staring Contest(s) (Vers. Without the Unreality!)

Wally Darling x GN!Reader who Stares!

CW// Scopophobia (fear of being stared at)!

Drabble Format, Unconfessed (Romantic) Crushes!

Settling onto the rickety, colourful bench located within the town— you’d hum, eyes shut.

You had moved in months ago— had it been longer?— into the town. You were adjusted; you were known. You were friends with the neighbours!.. But a certain one did make your chest tighten a bit, and your cheeks warm. And— oh!

Speak of the Devil!

Tapping your shoulder with an uneven smile was Wally Darling, head tilted idly. You were pulled from your thoughts in the clouds— how long had you been sitting there?— as he hummed out your name curiously.

“…There you are, friend.. ha ha ha!” As he chuckled, you felt your cheeks warm a bit— and you stared at him, waiting for him to speak again.

.. But he didn’t, not for a good moment— leading to you two having some.. intense eye contact.

This wasn’t uncommon, he had grown accustomed to you holding the same mannerism— but when you two had first met? Why, it did catch him a bit off guard.. Many of his neighbours hardly partook in eye contact at all, he had gotten used to flickering gazes— but you did not possess that. You stared into him, and he stared into you.

It turned out to be something you both bonded over. He held eye contact because he wasn’t sure where else to look, and he felt like it was polite, along with just genuinely liking eye contact; you held eye contact because you had been taught to since you were young. Either way, it’d lead to many, many interactions of you both just.. kind of having an indirect staring contest as you both spoke, and gestured. Sometimes, those interactions would fall into silence— and.. well, you just.. assumed he blinked at the same time you did, because— at some point— you realized you hadn’t seen him blink. Like.. ever.

It wasn’t that big of a deal, though, surely.

“.. Can I sit with you?” He spoke with a soft smile, eyes still boring into your own— and you’d nod!

Soon, the small puppet was seated beside you, head craned to peek up at you.

“What are you up to, neighbour?”

You gave some polite answer about “just relaxing” as he continued to smile up at you.

.. were.. his pupils wiggling?-

“Ha ha ha! I hope you don’t mind if I join you, then, friend.” He smiled wider, before tilting his head. Which.. soon led into another staring contest— and the slight dilation and contraction of his pupils you had noticed earlier seemed to get.. more intense, idly. Which, eventually, led to you asking if he was alright.

It immediately stopped.

“Of course I’m okay, friend!.. Why wouldn’t I be?”

It seemed, like for a moment, he was staring through you rather than at you— his gaze focusing in back on you at your concerned glance. Slowly, politely, he’d take one of your hands in his— which made your cheeks feel a bit warm— as he smiled.

“I am okay, friend.. Promise.”

You nodded, and just.. brushed off his behaviour. It took you a second, too, but you noticed he just.. kept holding your hand— rubbing his thumbs over it. You felt your cheeks warm a bit more, and you saw his head tilt in response. You just smiled nervously— hoping he wouldn’t notice. But, regardless of if he did or didn’t, though, he’d soon turn your hand upside down— pressing your palms together in some slow, foreign attempt to hold your hand. Interlocking your fingers, he seemed to smile at his ‘work’ as he squeezed your hand. You soon squeezed his in return, which made his grin widen.

“.. I like spending time with you.” He smiled up at your as he spoke, and you— a smidge flustered— returned the sentiment. He just kept smiling, and staring— and for once, your gaze faltered. Flicking on and off.

He just kept staring. Softly.

Here's the edited version! Can never be too safe:] Stay safe and well, lovelies!!

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

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

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

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

Snoozing Soundly

Wally Darling x GN!Reader who struggles with Sleep

Drabbles Format, Relationship can be interpreted by Reader!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

TALK OF PARANOIA STARTS BELOW

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

END OF PARANOIA TALK

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Have a lovely day!!

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

#sighsdeeplyanddreadfully #wally darling #wally darling x reader #reader insert #welcome home #welcome home wally darling #x reader

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HI SO HI UHMM I'm gonna try making this as non-weird and as short as I can even though I don't even know how to explain this rn-

Could I request hcs of Eddie and frank (together not separately poh) with a gn! reader that reminds them of a child kinda-?? SO TO PUT IT INTO WORDS UHH the reader is kinda child-ish and curious (like a child ofc😋) and a lot of the neighbors say that they're like a baby put in a /pos way! So technically the reader is frank and eddies non-biological child

Honestly- I imagine they got that one backpack with a leash for children for the reader or smth since the reader strays off a lot😭

Tinkyu 4 reading this and even acknowledging this even if I made some stuff non-understandable!!! This totally isnt that cute person that requested 4 astronomer reader (TOTALLY totally it isn't obvious right??) /j

KEEP SLAYING PO LABYU /PLATONIC

I just realized I made this so long i am sorey😢😔

WAHAHHA!! HELLO AGAIN HOSHI!! Love you too!!! /p

Hehehe.. found family… froths at the mouth, pacing in circles in my enclosure /lhj /pos

I am absolutely happy to write for this, and I don’t find it weird at all! No worries! Although I may use different wording at times :] /g /nm

Scampering, Scuttling

Frank Frankly/Eddie Dear x GN!Childish!Reader

Headcanons Format, All Relations with the Reader are Platonic (Frank and Eddie, however, are in a romantic relationship!)

When you first moved into the neighbourhood, your affinity for curiosity and lack of self-preservation quickly landed you onto Frank Frankly’s radar.

From scrapes knees to splintered hands, being stung by a bee, or getting stranded in a tree— your curiosity led you to many troubling situations. All of which Frank would march up to aid you out of with gentle lecturing.

“Neighbour, I am aware I told you of Bumble bees being one of the friendliest types of bees, but that does not mean grab them??”

You leave him in a confused mess of how you even end up in half of the situations you do. He ends up ranting (lovingly) about this to his darling partner, Eddie Dear.

“Oh-! The new neighbour? I didn’t know you two we’re friends.” He’d happily chirp to Frank, who was coddled up by his side.

“We are, yes! But they’re— like- agh-! Like an overexcited puppy!! I found them trying to pick up a centipede today!! A centipede!”

Do not be mistaken, Frank only raves because he cares! His extravagant expression of concern is how he shows he cares, along with picking you up after you fell into a river and drenched yourself. He isn’t truly angry! Just worried BAHA

“Awhah! I’m sure it isn’t too bad, butterfly.” Eddie would laugh cheerily, giving his partner’s hand a reassuring squeeze. “Maybe you could introduce me to them? Maybe I can help.”

And this, my dear reader, was how you got properly introduced to Eddie Dear.

To help you explore a bit (in a safer way than running through the surrounding forest), Eddie would take you on his paper runs— introducing you to all the neighbours.

Sometimes, he’d hold your hand on these runs— mainly just to get you to follow! He had quickly discovered you had a tendency to wobble off wherever you pleased, though you didn’t seem to realize half the time— leading to a few stumbles apologies when you eventually found him again. So, his solution was just to gently hold your hand as you two went on the routes!

.. He’d then buy you a treat from Howdy’s afterwards. He enjoys spoiling people!! But, ah, sugar rushes.

“.. Why would you let them eat so much chocolate?” Frank would ask, raising a brow as you ricocheted off the walls nearby.

“..They looked really happy about it.” He’d reply, with a nervous smile— soon laughing a bit at Frank’s soft sigh and playful eye roll.

“If they end up in a hole, it’s your fault, sweetheart.”

“That’s fine-!!”

Overall, it didn’t take the two long to start behaving somewhat parent-like towards you, more than they already had.

Frank would check you over for injures and plaster you in bug-themed bandaids, along with reading you “stories” from his books (and sometimes an actual story book).

He was a lot more reserved than Eddie, leading to most activities done with him being rather tame ones.

.. you could sometimes chase him around, though. Which, albeit he wouldn’t admit it, he does find fun in. Kind of like how people go to haunted houses for fun; he gets hunted in a house. /lhj

Eddie, meanwhile, would play with you a lot! He’d take you on walks of the town, and help you explore the place in a way that doesn’t have Frank screaming in worry at the end of the day.

He’s the classic “wanna play catch?” kind of person, to be honest, leading to a lot of playing ball and running around.

Both of them care about you very much! But still respect the fact you, very much, aren’t a genuine child and respect you like a friend. Because you are! You’re their friend!

But to say they don’t fret over you like parents would be a lie. BAHA!!

GWAAH this was so fun to write!! I’m sorry if it’s kind of short, though-!! But I still hope it was enjoyable :] I love writing for Eddie and Frank fhehrfnfnw froths at the mouth i love them. squeezes them both like those stress toys that have the eyes pop out /aff

#sighsdeeplyanddreadfully #reader insert #welcome home #x reader #frank frankly #Eddie dear #frank frankly x reader #Eddie dear x reader #welcome home Frank frankly #welcome home Eddie dear

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Hello 👋 so I was wondering if you'd do a wally darling x reader so like if you know the headcannon of DHMIS of yellow guy and wally being related so like what if yellow guy came to visit wally and how would the reader react to him if not that's totally cool

anyway love your work keep up the great work and make sure to also take care of yourself 🩷💙

Oh, I’m familiar with the headcanon!! It’s one i find quite silly, myself /pos hehe!!

And thank you!! I’ll be sure to pace myself! I’m just having a lot of fun filling out these requests :] thank you, though!!! <33 /g /p

Unexpected Visitor!

Wally Darling x GN!Reader, but Yellow Guy(DHMIS) visits!

Headcanons format, relationship with Wally can be interpreted by the reader— but pre-established friends (at the very least)!

*Note, I’m going to refer to Yellow Guy as “Manny” in this!.. Yeah, I’m one of those old fans.. /lhj HAHA!! Along with that, Manny is going to be Wally’s nephew in this!! Look me in my eyes and tell me Wally doesn’t reek of gay uncle… /lhj

You and Wally had just been hanging out, in Home! Just sitting around and chatting, really, as the lovely little house itself creaked to add on!

In the middle of your conversation, though, a few quick knocks would come from the door— seeming to make everyone pause a bit.

I wonder who it could be!

As Wally approached the door and pulled it open— what appeared to be.. someone quite akin to him, appearance wise, stood there! Though quite obviously a child.

Wally seems to smile a bit, and warmly welcomes them inside! He spares you a small glance, the sort of apologetic “I’m sorry, I forgot to mention this was going to happen today!” kind.

Wally is a lovely host and friend, though, and soon warmly introduces the both of you to one another!

You learn the kid’s name is Manny, and he’s Wally’s nephew! Apparently, he was just coming to visit for the day.

For you, I’ll say, your opinion was neutral! Any friend of Wally’s was a friend of yours, though, right? And you wouldn’t be actively hostile to a child! (… right, reader?? Right?? /j)

Eventually, though, Wally sets Manny up with a colour book he had laying around! Seemingly for when Manny visited!

The two seemed close, and eventually you had all settled onto the floor. Wally was on his stomach, kind of just watching Manny scribble onto the colouring book— albeit timidly avoiding any of the green crayons— and nodding along as he rambled.

“And.. and then we— uh,.. we.. we went into a car..” As he just nods along happily. Wally always had been a good listener, and it seemed to apply to Manny as well!

You were happy to be there. Why, you wouldn’t necessarily say you were a pro with kids, but you did make the lil squirt giggle a few times with an appropriately landed joke!

Either way, Manny seemed pleasant, and it was slightly heartwarming to see Wally just.. hang out with him.

Of course, Wally was apart of a TV Show for kids!- But there still wasn’t any actual children in the neighbourhood, so you hadn’t ever seen him in action. Until today, of course..

Despite the unexpected visit, you still had a pleasant time with the two! How lovely :]

Hello!! I’m sorry if this one didn’t come out too well-! I wasn’t really sure how to make the reader react, y’know? But I hope it was still enjoyable to have me give my thoughts on Wally and Manny’s dynamic!! I imagine them to be very sweet, haha!!

Thank you for requesting!! Have a lovely day <3

#sighsdeeplyanddreadfully #x reader #reader insert #Wally darling #welcome home Wally darling #DHMIS yellow guy #DHMIS manny #Wally darling x reader #I love gay uncle Wally #HAHA

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Hello I hope your doing well!

May I request wally x reader but wally hears listening to reader singing the song"your the one that I want" (from Grease) And wally starts to sing with them to the song!!

If you do this request thank you sm! :)

I LOVE THAT SONG BWAHAHA !!! /g This is such a fun request!! Thank you for requesting !! >:]

You’re The One That I Want

Wally Darling x GN!Reader

Drabble Format, Relations can be interpreted by Reader (but intended with pre-establish friendship, at the very least)!

I recommend listening to the song while reading this :] it adds to the effect!! You can find it Here, on Youtube!

You had just been cleaning about your home, radio propped up on a nearby counter. As you slipped a few cups into your cabinets, a specific song would come on— that being You’re The One That I Want. With a smile, a bit of pep being put into your step, you’d continue to clean— soon switching onto sweeping the floor.

You had your front door open, so you could air out any of the dust as you cleaned, along with your windows. It was a warm summer day outside, anyhow, so this was no issue! The occasional breeze that swept in was pleasant, too. The vibe was just.. One Of Those Cleaning Days, you know? And it was quite pleasant.

As the lyrics to the song started, you’d begin to hum along— before eventually mumbling the lyrics to yourself. You had them memorized, at this point, and soon— as the beat dropped, you began to sing at more of a proper volume. It wasn’t like anyone was around to hear, anyways!

Having been there to stop by for a visit, Wally was in your doorway— watching you curiously for a second. He didn’t know if it’d be impolite to interrupt as you swung yourself about, belting out lyrics cheerily with a grin on your face. Giving a hushed laugh to himself, he’d rest on the doorway a bit— sliding his hands along the handle of the wicker basket he held, as of current. Soon, he found himself humming along with you— before also starting to belt out the lyrics— starting at the beginning of the chorus

Jumping in place a bit, you’d glance over your shoulder— eyes flown wide. Wally didn’t even have to try to sneak up on you, today, not like it was ever even intentional on his end. You watched as he stepped into your home a bit, head tilted as he hesitated— and you soon gestured him to come in, establishing it was fine. He kept singing as he did, stifling a bit of laughter in between the lines— soon, you did, too.

As the staticky radio slipped to silence, before an intermission message clicked on, Wally would give a light laugh.

“I.. didn’t know you sang, neighbour.” He’d chuckle, still running his hands along the wicker basket.

“Yeah? Usually I do, alone.” Rolling your eyes with a laugh, you’d soon shake your head a bit.

Wally would chuckle in turn. “Your voice is nice.”

Giving him a thanks, you’d snicker, leaning your broom against your counter— soon asking him what he had dropped by for, in the first place.

“.. Oh! Gift.”

With that, he’d place the basket onto your counter— it seemed to be filled with an array of treats. “I.. was helping Poppy bake. We made some.. treats for everyone..” He grinned.

With that, as soon as he had came, he’d begin to leave— waving you off as he stepped through your open door.

“Bye, neighbour! Have fun cleaning!” He’d pause, “And.. singing! Ha ha ha!”

Hihihi!! I hope this was fun to read!! :D Albeit I like doing song requests, I don’t believe I write them out like most do— like! With the lyrics jutted in-between? That’s how I’ve seen them done, usually!! Which is why I super super recommend listening to the song with reading!! It helps make mine make more sense :]

I hope this was fun to read regardless, though!! It was fun to write!! :D thank you for requesting!!

Have a lovely day!!!

#sighsdeeplyanddreadfully #wally darling #wally darling x reader #reader insert #welcome home #welcome home wally darling #x reader

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me again. sneaking. creeping. crawling. sun time. (this is totallyyyy not sammyyyy)

Wally Darling x Shy!Reader? :grins: Romantical, again, because they're wee little simps, and i am merely the vessel of their queerness.

Either properly gay together, or crushes like the last one- idm either >:) They should bake together, tho <33 Maybe Wally walked in on Y/N making treats for him and decided to help :melty:,,

God, you’re gay!!! Gay gay gay!!!! I cannot BELIEVE I have such a homosexual on my blog (hi again Sammy!! Gives you a big fat kiss! /p) !!!!! /j

Surprise Visit with a side of, ah, Flour.

Wally Darling x GN!Shy!Reader

Drabble format, established romantic relationship!

Flour.

Flour was everywhere.

Heaving a weary sigh, you’d idly pat your hands off on your pants— a half-baked (haha!) thought as the powder smeared onto those, too. But your hands were clean, that’s all you cared about as you overlooked the mess with a sigh.

Youuu.. had been trying to bake some goodies, as a gift for a certain someone! But goodness, you did not expect the flour bag to be as heavy as it was. Or for the bag itself to be so slippery and.. ohhh dear.. Pursing you lips as you looked over the mess, you’d soon give a sneeze— before wiping your nose. Dreadful, dreadful flour.. With a sigh, you’d turn to go and grab your broom— before nearly jumping out of your skin.

Wally. Your beloved partner. Standing there. Silent. How long had he been there?? What??? How did he get in? Why does he keep doing this???

Upon your startled squeak, his expression would soften into slight concern— before he gave his soft, recognizable laugh.

“Are.. you okay, over there, sweet..heart? You look a bit.. uhm..” He’d click his tongue. “.. floured. Ha ha ha!”

Heaving a few breathes to calm yourself, you’d soon sputter out a laugh— brushing at the flour coating your face, and your chest, and your legs.. Your cheeks quickly warmed up, partially due to just.. embarrassment. How much of that had he seen?? Ohh, goodness.. Instead, though, at your lack of proper reply, he’d gently grab one of your flour covered hands between his own. He’d blow on it— both to.. get rid of some of the flour, and to make a small joke out of it, before planting a small kiss to your palm.

“Do.. you want.. help.. cleaning this.. up?”

You wanted to say no, but— aaagh,.. the mess was a bit overwhelming, but— ah!! Regardless, he seemed to catch on. Gently pulling you down by your shoulder, he’d pepper a small kiss to your flour-covered-cheek.. before giving a small sneeze. It made you give a soft laugh, and his eyes seemed to grow a bit larger. Even though your cheeks burned in embarrassment, he just couldn’t help but find it cute.

“Go.. change clothes.. I can.. start down here..”

You’d simply just nod, scampering off to go do as such. And, once you had, you’d return—.. only to learn Wally wasn’t very good with flour, either. You walked in to him on his knees, gently brushing puffs of it into a dustpan— which.. wasn’t very effective, as it only fluffed up into the air. But he looked so focused, eyes squinted a bit as he kept trying. You couldn’t help the small laugh that slipped out of you, causing him to slowly look up and tilt his head.

“.. What’s funny?”

“You are!” You spoke softly, laughing even softer as a hand lifted to cover your mouth. “That.. that isn’t- how you clean flour.. at least not that much..”

“Oh!”

With that, he’d fall silent, seeming to look down at the flour.. intently. In the next moment, just as you blinked, you saw a whole tuft of the flour disappear— followed by.. a scrunched up expression on Wally’s face.

Did he..?-

“Don’t— don’t eat it??” You laughed again, softly, soon beginning to shuffle up beside him. He just smiled at you, despite still having that scrunched up expression— the expression of a man with a mouthful (or.. eyeful..?) of flour. “Here, just..”

From there, you gently took the dustpan and took care of cleaning up the rest— not trying to chip away at it like a flour avalanche, unlike someone. Wally, meanwhile, simply was crouched beside you, watching your movements with cat-like eyes. To him, you were just nice to watch. He liked how your hands moved— and he also really liked your hands, too.. Maybe that was just the artist in him— you had lovely hands, hands he’d love to draw! And hold!.. But, to be fair, he did also just like you. His gaze gradually shifted from your hands to just.. your face, just admiring you. You felt like you shrank under his gaze— cheeks growing hot, again. It wasn’t uncommon for him to stare, but by goodness— did you suddenly feel on display whenever you did. Not that you minded, especially from him..

Soon, with all the flour cleaned, you’d put away the cleaning supplies as Wally, instead, shuffled up to your counter. He had to cling to the edge of it to look at it, but that’s fine.

“What.. were you.. making?”

He stared at the scattered ingredients, trying to crank his brain together. Chocolate chips, flour,.. he thought he had seen Poppy use those before.. but what for?.. Ahh, baking was not his strong suite..

“Oh— uhm, cookies!” As you spoke, you’d huff a nervous laugh, soon slipping up beside him by the counter.

“Can I help?”

“.. Depends..—“ Rolling your eyes playfully, your hands would slip away from one another— having been fidgeting— to instead be placed on Wally’s shoulders. Your touch was light, hesitant, but he idly curled into it. “—Are- are you- going to keep eating the chocolate chips? Because that isn’t help..”

Watching as his eyes widened, he’d slowly crane his head up to look at you— eyes blown wide.

.. he was puppy dog eyeing you.

“Perhaps..”

You gave a soft laugh at his response, and he smiled. He liked making you laugh. It was a very pleasant sound, one he’d gladly ramble about to anyone who’d listen.

“Okay, well, don’t— please..” Humming softly, not angry, you’d sloooowly push the bowl of chocolate chips out of his sight. Not before he blinked and ate one last extra one. For this, you shot him a playful glare.

"What? I did.. nothing.." "Mm, sure.."

Smiling, you soon began to grab the flour again— far more wary this time. Wally simply kept you company, smiling to himself as he.. watched (you).

What a pleasant visit. ♡

SLAMS DOWN THIS PILE OF DOMESTIC BLISS. EAT UP.

I found it a bit hard to fully incorporate the reader being shy beyond just mannerisms with a pre-established relationship, apologies!! I hope it was satisfactory either way, though :]

God I love fluff ggnrrrnrenregg……….

#sighsdeeplyanddreadfully #wally darling x reader #wally darling #welcome home #welcome home wally darling #domestic bliss my beloved #x reader #reader insert

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Hello!! I hope you're doing well!! :D

I absolutely adored reading your writing!! It's so fluffy and adorable!! <33

I was wondering if I could request one myself, specifically Wally Darling x an easily flustered reader? The reader is a bit oblivious to affection but gets really red or embarrassed when they realize that they are being given with affection <:>

Tysm if you can do this request and have a nice day!!

HEHE thank you!!! I’m glad you like my writing :D and I hope you’re doing well, too!!!

And alright, sure thing!! >:]

Red Rose, Red Rose

Wally Darling x GN!Easily Flustered!Reader

Headcanons Format, Relationship can be interpreted by the reader!

You had been acquainted to most of the neighbours by now. All so friendly! And you were delighted to be there with them!

You had, however, been drawn to a certain one— that being Wally Darling!

He was the one to show you around, after all, and you ended up hanging around him the most!

What you noticed quite quickly after you two had gotten close, he’d latch onto your hand and just.. hold it, while his other hung limply by his side.

The first time, it took you a second to register he was— and when you did, your face lit up.

He looked up at you with a curious hum, head tilting as he held that ever-present smile of his.

“Mm.. what’s the matter, neighbour?.. You’re all..” He’d kinda trail off, before pointing to your face, “.. red.”

You brushed it off with a jittery laugh, absentmindedly squeezing his hand.

He didn’t let go of it until you both departed for your respective homes at the end of the day.

That was just one of the affectionate things, he did— and it almost seemed to get worse when he noticed your reactions.

Not to mention his habit of blowing kisses at every single given opportunity. It didn’t take him long to catch on to how easy you were to fluster!

.. He did notice how compliments flew over your head, though. Not like he could judge, most comments flew over his, too (which he’d never realize until someone filled him in..) !

“You look nice today, neighbour.” “Oh, thanks!!”

So, he continued to compliment you— and whenever you did realize, he enjoyed your reaction. Silly silly!

The main way, truly, was with physical affection, though.

It’s one of his Love Languages, for goodness’ sake! So it wasn’t uncommon to have him latch onto you, or— whenever he started learning how to— very.. oddly stick his arms out on either side of you as he kinda shuffled close.

.. yeah, he.. he wasn’t the best at hugs— but it’s the thought that counts! And he did, eventually, get better with time!

The first times he kinda.. just.. stood in front of you with his arms straight out, on either side of you, was pretty confusing— until you realized he was doing some.. attempt at a hug.

Your face lit up again, and you embraced him— mainly to try and get your red face out of his line of sight hehshrhrh

However, anytime you tried to hide your face— any time, it didn’t seem to matter. He just.. seemed to know.

From this, he developed the name “Rose” for you! When explained, he said it was because your face would go red, “like a rose”, quite often.

He said he meant it affectionately, too. Not to tease.

.. That did not help your issue, cheeks lighting up each time you heard the silly name.

The other neighbours were affectionate, too, which made you react all the same-! But Wally seemed to have almost made a game out of it?

Whatever he considered it as, he was a whole lot more affectionate with you, you in specific. Which also did not help your issue, not that you really minded.

So, from snatching your hand, giving you “hugs” (that slowly improved), calling you his silly names, or even just trying to be— physically— close to you— almost every interaction with him had you going red-faced at some point.

But he just seemed to smile whenever you internally exploded, paired with some of his iconic laughter— albeit hushed.

“.. your face turns a nice shade of red.”

Hhehe!!! I hope this was enjoyable :] sorry if it’s kinda brief!- /g

Have a lovely day!!

Also, not proof read-! I’ll go through it later, haha!

#wally darling #wally darling x reader #sighsdeeplyanddreadfully #welcome home #welcome home wally darling #reader insert #x reader #headcanons

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it's me, the whore. you know who i am. (i'm using anon for deniability)

Could you do Wally Darling x Insomniac!Reader pwetty pwease? *cutely flutters eyelashes* I think it'd be cute to have them having a little sleepover, maybe do each other's hair and nails and shit :squishy: ALSO thinly veiled mutual crushes.......... maybe stare out the window at the stars together and subconsciously hold hands then get all flustered when they realize... yeah...... queers........

ew…. Gay person on my blog….. /j (hi Sammy) (your deniability doesn’t work when you MESSAGED IN OUR SERVER ABOUT SENDING THIS— you’re lucky I’m such a kind fellow! So dear and merry! So sweet! Or else I’d post the proof and ruin you to my Two Followers (one of which you are)!! You better behave, BUCKO!!!!! /j)

But yes! Yes I can! Points at and laughs. /j

Slumbern’t Party!!

Wally Darling x GN!Insomniac!Reader !

Drabble format, pre-established (romantic) unconfessed crushes!

It was the middle of the night, the sleepy little neighbourhood deep into it’s slumber by now. The sky hung sweet and deep above, cloaking the town in a comfortable dark hue dappled by stars. It was a pleasant summer night, the occasional warm breeze slicing through the ever so slightly slightly chilled air.

With their window creaked open to let the soothing breeze in, currently sprawled out on their hardwood floor, was our dear, little Y/N. Insomniac nights are so fun, aren’t they (/sar)? They had laid upside down in bed, with a pillow— without a pillow, no blankets— every blanket. They had tossed and turned, before eventually trying the floor— and yet again; with pillows, without; with blankets, without. Upside down, right side up (is there such a thing as a ‘right side up’ when you lay on the floor..?), spinning around! It simply was no use, though. No matter how long they laid in silence, eyes screwed shut, slumber simply just would not dawn upon them. With a soft groan, slowly pushing themself up off the floor, they’d frown to themself. They didn’t necessarily have anywhere to be tomorrow, no, but.. still, the inability to sleep can be a frustrating thing— maybe even nerve-wracking. And, now? They had finally hit the breaking point of simply giving up. Perhaps getting up, and moving around, might help…

Quickly, though, it was as if a light bulb had flickered up over their head! They had lovely friends in the neighbourhood, surely.. maybe one of them, was up?

Ah, no, no,.. one cannot go knocking on doors at..— what time was it? Their head would swivel around, before shrugging— at whatever time it was. Impolite, impolite.. Soon, though, their gaze would land onto the phone nestled sweetly into the corner as a new idea rose to mind.

Wally Darling, no other, had.. well, found out about their troubles! From the stamped, dark eyebags nestled underneath the lovely Y/N’s gaze, to how— mysteriously— they’d be up before everyone else some days.. and then be the last to show up, sometimes not even appearing until near evening, others. To say your sleep schedule went unnoticed by him would be a lie— and, some days ago, he had approached you about it.

You were curled up on a bench when he approached you, staring blearily into the distance— exhaustion having abruptly caught up to you. Why, it even made it hard to think, a little.. how unpleasant. Soon, though, you were lulled out of your daze— just a tad— by a soft, concerned voice and a careful tap to the shoulder.

“Neighbour.. heelllooo..? Heellloooo?.. Are.. you there?”

You soon came face to face with Wally, who was looking at you with quite a bit of concern, cupping one of his own cheeks as his other hand held his lifted arm. He was doing that one pose, that concerned mothers do.. haha!

“There you are,..” His voice rang soft and sweet, a certain tenderness to it as he spoke, “.. what happened, friend? Were you watching the clouds?”

From there, you sat him down— explaining to him your insomnia, and just.. how you didn’t sleep well— and you hadn’t, not really, for the past few days. Though his concern read.. somewhat clear on his face— his smile dampened a bit, and his brows furrowed— he nodded along, carefully.

“Does.. anything help.. you on.. those nights?”

You rolled your shoulders in a shrug, lifting a hand to rub your eye.

“I see,..” He seemed to contemplate for a moment, before placing a felt hand on your arm with his signature, kind of dopey, smile. “Well.. if you ever want company.. on those nights, I’m always available, neighbour..!”

You smiled a bit to yourself, soon shuffling towards the phone. If he hadn’t meant the offer, he wouldn’t have proposed, right..? Wally wasn’t the type to play people pleaser, and he certainly never proposed something he didn’t mean!.. As far as you knew.. So, with slight hesitance, you began to roll in his number on the circular number pad. Soon, you held the phone up to your ear; soon, a small click could be heard; soon, a sort of hummed mumble slipped through the phone.

“Mmm,.. hellooo..?” He waited for a second, before you could hear the brief inhale he’d give before he would, typically, lull out another greeting— and you beat him to talking, first. You explained, he listened— seemingly yawning a few times as you spoke— and he soon gave his signature “ha ha ha!” through the receiver. Though, it was notably softened, maybe even a bit higher pitched..?.. likely due to him being, well, sleepy.

“I can.. come over, sure..” He’d trail off to yawn again, before humming, “.. is it.. a sleepover?”

You could tell he was joking, at least.. he probably was?— But either way, you said sure! Yeah! It’s a sleepover. I mean.. who sleeps at sleepovers, anyways? Your response lulled another soft bout of his laughter out of him.

“Okay, neighbour.. I’ll be over soon.. I have to tell—“ Yet again, he’d be cut off by a yawn. He sure did that a lot, huh? “— Home.. I’ll see you soooon..”

With that, the line clicked dead— and you soon poised yourself by your front door, somewhat anxiously. Each minute ticked by agonizingly slow until you heard the soft rasping of.. knuckles..?.. on your door. You’d lunge to your feet, quickly pulling it open— to reveal a.. surprisingly unkept Wally. His hair was let down, messily shoved into the vague shape of his pompadour, and he was wearing his usual clothing!.. Just very messily put on. To be frank, he still looked half asleep as he, uhm, blinked one eye at a time up at you.

“.. Hellooo..” His smile widened as he greeted you, staring up at you.. blissfully? You couldn’t quite tell, “.. Can I come innn?”

Quickly, you side step and let him in— of course! And he soon makes himself at home, settling onto your couch. His smile looked.. especially dopey, right now, as he just.. somewhat buffered before looking to you.

“So.. what do you.. want to do?”

You kind of.. full stop, buffering. Ah, shoot, what hell did you want to do? Your gaze flickers around quickly for a moment to try and figure it out before— oh!.. Slowly grinning, you’d point to his hair. He took a moment to understand what you mean, before defensively— though playfully— placing his hands over his.. mess of a pompadour.

“My hair.. my beautiful hair, no..” He’d trail off, before whispering out another bout of laughter. Next thing you both knew, you were sat in front of him— brushing down his hair.. basically down onto his face, due to where it was long and where it was short. He just say there, staring at you silently from behind the drapes of blue, as you worked.

After un-doing all the knots his.. horrific attempt at a hairstyle had made— did he not wear his bonnet tonight??— you’d soon brush it back, beginning to braid it. And Wally simply just.. sat there, letting you play with his hair. He’d eventually shut his eyes, kind of just sitting there like a cat getting groomed— looking rather content! It was a cute view, but you focused more on his hair— carefully twirling the sectioned off strands into smooth braids. It was calming, and you slowly felt your exhaustion ebb back into you. Your eyelids grew heavy as you tied off the last braid, holding a content smile. As you told him you were done, he’d lift a hand to feel over the work— as he had no mirror (how woeful!)— he’d soon hum, pleased.

“Thank you, friend.. ha ha ha!” He sounded less half-awake now, soon giving a small stretch as his arms lifted over his head. “What next?”

With that, you began to do a handful of activities— including forcing (/j) Wally to paint your nails a lovely glittery blue, and after a lot of chaotic smudging and trying to let the nails dry— you soon did his, in turn, painting them a lipstick red. As you grew more relaxed, though, he seemed to only wake up more— though he was still calm, and slow paced— as he always was. He was so pleasant to be around, in general… ah.

Eventually, you found yourself seated on your sofa close beside him— which was placed near your window. You had been seated in comfortable silence for a good moment, now, Wally idly looking out the window— though.. not actually, no, he was very much still staring at you. His gaze would just advert to the window each time you looked over— not that you.. noticed. You were much more akin to how he was when he had first arrived; half-awake. Without thinking, you’d lean back onto the couch— and somewhat onto him. He didn’t seem bothered, though, his smile instead widening as he looked down at you.

“.. Finally tired, friend?”

You nodded, still not really aware you were so close to him until you— abruptly— felt his arm loop around your shoulders. You felt your face warm a bit, but he was just being friendly, surely. And the contact wasn’t unwelcome, anyhow..

“Then sleep.” He didn’t speak it like it was a command, his voice still tender and sweet— and either way, you didn’t exactly have it in you to disobey. Nor did you want to.

Hesitantly, you’d lean into his touch with an incoherent hum— probably some kind of reply, though you couldn’t form the words. As you drifted off, you didn’t get to see the way he held you a bit closer, or smiled a bit wider. His large, doe eyes trained on you as he simply just.. admired. A very friendly activity, yes! Just friend things, here (/j)!

This had been a pleasant sleepover. At least, in his opinion it had been. Any time spent with you, dear, was pleasant, at least to him. Always.

So… it wasn’t hand holding….. HAHA!! I hope you don’t mind I went a more cuddly route :] cuddles are nice HEHE

Tell me how Moon feels /ij

also how dare this prompt be the one that wrings the MOST writing out of me!! How dare!! Scandalous!! /j

Also I’m going to proof read this, later. Right now, I’d just like to post it- haha!!

Edit : it has been proof read! Wooo!

Thank you for requesting!! <3 /p

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Lol, I can’t help but imagine how Wally would react to a gothic, kind of grungy, reader. Just someone who wears black and white all the time, maybe with hits of darker blues or reds. I just find the idea amusing since the neighborhood and characters are all bright, fun colors while there’s just this one gothic person wearing spikes or something.

 

Also, something I can picture is Wally painting them because they’re so different from everything else and the uniqueness of their style and makeup is so fun to draw and paint, and the reader feels the same way. I can just picture the two of them drawing each other or something.

(romantic or mutual crushes, please ^^ I've always been a sucker for opposite aesthetic couples)

HAHA!!! I’m also a sucker for opposite aesthetic couples HEHEHE… I’ll strike you a deal; I’ll write both (mutual crushes and romantic)! HAHA

The Raven and The Kingfisher

Wally Darling x GN!Goth/Grunge!Reader

Headcanons Format, Mutual Crushes -> Romantic Relationship

When you first moved in, to say Wally was interested would be an understatement.

He adored your style, he found it very!! Refreshing? He loves all his neighbours and he loves their town, but sometimes something new can be appreciated!! And you were something new, alright!! /pos

After just a few days of talking, he ended up asking if he could paint you— and he loves to paint all his neighbours! But he certainly wanted to give a shot at conveying your style.

All those darker coloured paints (ones that maybe only been slightly used to create new tones) could finally be used >:]

If you were to say no, he’d accept ! That’s alright ! But he’d probably still likely doodle something of your style in private— although not necessarily of you.

If you say yes? He’s over the moon.

He takes great care to make his paintings as accurate as he can!! He’d likely be on yours for a while, just because you introduce a lot of new colours he hasn’t worked with before— the closest reference he has had is Frank and the other things he’s doodled— so it might take a while longer than usual!! But it’s so delightfully fun to experiment and learn.

But the outcome is lovely, and he proudly hands the painting off to you.

He doesn’t make that the last time he’s drawn you, though, goodness no. It almost becomes a habit, to doodle you.

Which his friends begin to notice, when the litte sketchbook he drags around is practically filled with scribbles of you.

At some point, he is with Julie! She ends up glancing over, and giggles at seeing him doodle you yet again, with a soft “Oh, Wally..”

The two had just been sitting around lightly chatting and doing their own things— and Wally was drawing.

Confusedly, Wally would lift his head— what was funny? Had he done something funny with meaning to—?

“You’re drawing the new neighbour!”

He tilts his head. Why yes, he was? How is that funny—? Julie picks up and continues, though.

“You’ve been drawing them sooo mucchhh.. Do you like them, or something? I think you might like them— we all kinda do!“

He tilts his head again. “Of course.. I like them, they’re my friend..?”

But that interaction gets his brain spinning, and eventually— during a hangout with Frank— he just kind of. Pauses.

He mutters under his breathe, and soon whisks himself away with a rushed farewell to Frank— who is just left staring in confusion.

Ah, so maybe like is a loose term. Haha ooooops..

When he steps into Home, who creaks him a hello, the amount he’s been doodling you somewhat- hits him like a truck?

You’re in his sketchbooks, mainly, which— all of his friends were! But his sketchbooks were almost like a direct thread to his “subconscious”. He just doodles whatever comes to mind, or whatever he feels (and his true feelings have a tendency to alter how it presents itself— though really only in ways he can understand). He uses it very much as an outlet.

And you were, basically, on every single damn page of the thing.

.. whoopsie.

With the newfound knowledge that he, haha, maybe has developed a “teensy weensy itsy bitsy” crush—

Heee is now terrified to be around you.

If it was so obvious to everyone else, was it obvious to you?

Wuh-oh.

He doesn’t let this anxiety stop him from talking to you, though. The thoughts of it made him sad— and the thought of him withdrawing making you sad made him ever sadder.

But from beyond this point, he’s a lot.. less collected.

When you two hang out, there’s a small shift in the air— that he is hyper-aware of, and you might be, too.

Wally always did stare— he liked eye contact, and he didn’t really care to learn where else he should be looking during conversations—

So him avoiding your gaze was almost off-putting due to how foreign it was.

He’d glance to his hands, or to his supplies, or To the sky.

Anywhere but you when you looked at him— he couldn’t!! Really bare your reaction!!

He knew it’d be the same way you look at him all of the time, but the thought it might be negative made him.. antsy.

Because, again, if his little crush was obvious to everyone else before it was even obvious to him— was it obvious to you, too?

This keeps up for a few days, and eventually— you just.. ask him what’s been up. You note his change in behaviour, and you express you’re confused— maybe even a bit concerned.

And the dam just comes flooding.

He gives some garbled twist of a confession, nervously wringing his fingers the entire time (something he almost never did).

He expresses it’s okay if it isn’t mutual, and that he just had to get it off his chest before he “exploded” (Barnaby used that word a lot in his jokes— so maybe it’d be funny if he used it, too?)

He’s overjoyed to hear you return the affections though, and immediately just sort of de-tenses and instead starts.. kicking his legs. Very quickly. Stimming. Hehe.

From there, you two fall into a relationship. You had already sort of been recognized as a “thing” by everyone else in the neighbourhood— as you were often seen together.

Now, you were practically always seen together— making the opposites in your aesthetic very noticeable. Two halves of a pair!

When you aren’t together, Wally has a tendency to.. maaaybe.. gush about you, a lil..

Specifically to Barnaby! He knows Barnaby doesn’t mind to listen (especially while consuming his.. “lovely” hot dogs (/sar)).

While the two stand around, Wally cupping his normal hotdog in two hands and Barnaby chewing on his abomination lovely creation, he’ll just go onnn and ooonn about you, or what the two of you have been up to, or what you plan to do later. His words are kinda hummed as he does, and he seems to idly be wiggling his head side to side.

Barnaby is happy to lend an ear! He’s got two very big ones, after all.

.. plus, it’s easier to lull Wally into kind of just.. handing his hotdog to him.. hehe..

Not that he wasn’t going to already give it! He just gets to receive it faster, and Wally pays no mind.

Overall, that little man is head over heels for you— absolutely smitten. He finds your aesthetic very, very pretty— and you in turn just as much.

Expect sappy love letters and even more paintings of you, dear. :]

I FORGOT TO DO AN AUTHOR’S NOTE AT THE END IM SORROY I GOT DISTRACTED HWAHWA

THis was super cute to write and I hope it was satisfactory!!! :D

Have a lovely day!!!!!

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Could you write a wally x gn!reader where he comforts reader about an abusive ex-partner? It’s ok if you don’t want to! But I’m having a hard moment about this right now and wanted some comfort :c

Oh of course!! I’ve been in a similar situation myself— I really hope whatever’s going on calms down soon, and that you can rest! I hope all goes well, friend,, /g

Achey Comfort

Wally Darling x GN!Reader

Drabble Format, Relationship can be interpreted by the Reader (but intended with pre-established friendship at the very least)

It had been a rough day. It felt like all of it wouldn’t stop, to be honest. A constant suffocating guilt hung in the air, one you know you shouldn’t have— you shouldn’t feel guilty. You shouldn’t even feel bad right now, but here you are, thanks to.. well. You know.

You had tried to go on with your day, keeping peace of mind, but it was hard. It nagged at you, constantly, and before you realized it— you had been inside your house for the majority of the day. Which.. might spark concern, but you weren’t sure—

Until you heard a brisk knock on you door, in a specific rhythm.

One that Wally did.

And wooh, boy, was concern sparked.

Nervously, you approached the door and cracked it open— soon being met face to face with the soft spoken puppet. You could see the concern in his eyes, though he still seemed friendly and warm.

“Hello, neighbour!.. How are you, today?” He spoke tenderly, seeming to look you over a bit as he did. “What have you been up to?”

You babbled a bit, restraining yourself. You didn’t want to just dump your issues on him, that’d surely be inconsiderate— maybe..

He noticed as you drifted into silence, his concern only growing— though his voice remained the same. He never was very good with tones..

“Would.. you want to hang out, for a bit, friend?”

You somewhat buffered at the request, seeming to weigh your options— before briskly deciding to say yes. If it became too much, surely he’d understand why you might leave early.. maybe..

He smiled at your response, though, idly fiddling with the cuffs of his sleeves— though not due to being nervous, just idle movement.

“Okay.. Would you.. want to do something at home, or..?”

You said no. That air that hung in your home wouldn’t leave, you knew it, so— maybe getting some fresh air might help.. Wally soon nodded, stepping to the side a bit.

“Are you ready, or.. do you.. need a moment?”

With that, you quickly went off to get changed— and to tidy up, just a bit. And soon, you were back outside— met again with the puppet. You closed your door behind yourself, and quickly found yourself walking beside him into town.

“We.. could go get a treat, from Howdy’s, maybe.. does that.. sound good?”

.. was he.. trying to ice-cream your feelings better..??

Regardless, though, an agreement was made— and you two set off for Howdy’s shop. Once arriving, he’d hold the door open for you with a cheeky little smile, before seeming to softly laugh to himself. With that, you two began to look for treats— and he.. idly slid towards the freezer. With direct eye contact with you. Direct.

.. maybe he just wanted ice cream himself.

Regardless, though, you grabbed whatever treat(s) it is you liked, and paid for yourself— and waited for Wally near the door. When he re-appeared, he had.. uh? He had just.. an apple. But— but he went to the freezer—?.. Oh, whatever. He also paid for himself, and you two were on your way again. While you idly chewed on some of the food you had gotten, Wally just seemed to be cradling his apple in two hands.

In the silence, your mind began to wander again, causing a slight frown to twitch onto your face. The moment it did, Wally would soon hum— loudly.

“What next, neighbour?”

By now, the sun was near to when it’d begin to set. You began to rack your brain for what you could do in such little time before nightfall, but— Wally soon piped up with a suggestion.

“.. Would you.. like to have a sleep over?” He very clearly announced the space between the two words, though seemingly not intentionally. “Barnaby told me what they were.. It might be fun.”

Not really excited to go home, today, you soon agreed with a bit of hesitance. What about your clothes? Do you even have what you’d need to sleep? What if, what if— but Wally didn’t seem concerned. He soon just turned on his heel, and began to walk for Home, and you followed his lead. As you both marched, he’d begin to idly fill the silence with small, passing thoughts he’d speak aloud. He told you about his day, a bit, and how he had a new painting drying. He also told you how he thought the sky was pretty, today, and how he really liked the apple he had chosen at Howdy’s— which he proudly lifted up for emphasis. It filled the silence, which was nice, and he didn’t seem to mind your small acknowledgements. It’s not that you didn’t want to chat, you were just.. tired.

He understood. Or at least it felt like he did. He’d continue to softly ramble, although with large paces between his brief sentences, until you both arrived to Home. The house creaked a greeting to the both of you, which Wally returned via blowing a kiss and a drawn out “Hellooo, Homee..” And the house soon snagged Wally in what seemed to be a hug between the door and it’s frame.

“Home, we have.. a guest, for toniight..” He spoke happily, gesturing to you. Home seemed to give.. an appeased? Maybe excited? Squeak at you, and the door soon flung open.

“Ha ha ha!.. They’re welcoming you.. inside..”

Soon, you were both inside and setting up ‘camp’ in Wally’s living room. “Camp” consisted of a whole maul of blankets, pillows, and a poorly built fort out of the couch cushions. You two began to chat, do silly little sleepover things, until it had gotten a bit later. You both agreed to go to bed, but you were wide awake in your makeshift nest of blankets and plush. That feeling was back, nagging and fierce— like hot bile at the back of your throat. You wearily shut your eyes, just wanting a moment of peace, until Wally spoke up.

“Can you not sleep..? I can’t sleep..”

When you glanced over to him, you could see him laying on his back— though his eyes were angled on you, you could see the sheen of them in the dark.

“I think.. you’re sad.. Are you sad, friend?”

You don’t know why those words broke your dam. Soon, you were sat up, balled up a bit as you hugged one of the softer blankets around yourself. You let it out, all of it, in all the ways you could. Wally just sat beside you, nodding along, and rubbing your back. When you were done, and he was sure of it, he’d soeak.

“I.. figured something was wrong.. You just seemed.. down, today..” He gave a laugh, though it was tinged with a sort of soft concern, maybe sadness. “I thought distracting you.. might help,.. did it?”

You nodded— it did help, a bit, but.. well, the situation couldn’t be fixed with just distraction. But it helped you not lose your mind today, at least.. But what about tomorrow-? Or after that? What if—

He watched your lips purse and frown, and he soon shuffled a bit closer in an attempt to lull you out of your thoughts.

“Hey, hey.. it’s okay,.. you’re okay..” Smile softened with concern, he’d gently butt his head against your shoulder. “Just.. you’re here, okay?.. Just focus on here..”

You gave a sniffle, leaning into him— which seemed to prompt him to re-adjust the blanket loosely draped over your shoulders.

“I get.. that it’s hard.. I’m sure that’s stressful..”

You weren’t really sure what he was referring to, but you shut your eyes and listened anyways. His voice was soothing..

“.. but it’ll be okay, at.. least in time.. and you have all the.. time in the world, right now, okay..? This moment.. doesn’t have to end.. until you’re ready..”

“You’ll be okay..”

Hi!! I hope that helped <3 /p I would’ve gone more specific— but I don’t want to assume your situation, so I tried to leave it open, a little. I’m sorry if it was too vague-!! But I hope it helps regardless

Remember, you’re loved and cared for, friend! And if you ever need a place to vent, my messages are open-! Though I understand I’m a whole ass stranger, I still offer :]

I hope you have a lovely day!

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❥ Fic Masterlist!

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Drabbles

“Surprise Visit with a Side of, ah, Flour.” [Wally Darling x GN!Shy!Reader // Established Romantic Relationship]

“Slumbern’t Party!” [Wally Darling x GN!Insomniac!Reader // Pre-established unconfessed (romantic) Crushes]

“Late Night Shenanigans…” [Wally Darling x GN!Astronomer!Reader // Relationship can be interpreted by Reader]

“Staring Contest(s)” [Wally Darling x GN!Reader who Stares // Unconfessed (Romantic) Crushes] {CW// SCOPOPHOBIA AND UNREALITY} [Version w/out Unreality is Here!]

“Achey Comfort” [Wally Darling x GN!Reader // Relationship can be interpreted by Reader]

“Snoozing Soundly” [Wally Darling x GN!Reader who struggles to Sleep // Relationship can be interpreted by Reader] {CW// TALK OF PARANOIA! It is clearly sectioned off, however!}

“You’re The One That I Want” [Wally Darling x GN!Reader // Relationship can be interpreted by Reader // Song Request! Find it Here ]

“Peaceful Day” [ Wally Darling x M!Reader // Romantic Relationship ]

Headcanons

“Unexpected Visitor!” [Wally Darling x GN!Reader (DHMIS Yellow Guy pays a visit!) // Relationship with Wally is up to interpretation, but pre-establish friends at least]

“Catastrophic Cacophony” [Wally Darling x GN!Reader who’s sensitive to Loud Sounds // Relationship can be interpreted by Reader]

“Wally Darling Love Language Rambling” [No assigned Reader // Can be interpreted by Reader]

“Felt Fingers” [ Welcome Home Cast x Reader // Platonic Relationships ]

“Red Rose, Red Rose” [ Wally Darling x GN!Easily Flustered Reader // Relationship can be interpreted by Reader ]

“Pluffy Fluffy” [ Wally Darling x GN!Autistic!Reader // Relationship can be interpreted by Reader]

“The Raven and the Kingfisher” [ Wally Darling x GN!Goth/Grunge!Reader // Crushes -> Romantic Relationship ]

“Scampering, Scuttling” [Frank Frankly/Eddie Dear x GN!Childish!Reader // Platonic Relations with Reader (Frank and Eddie are romantically together, though!) ]

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This is absolutely prone to being updated! As could likely be expected with a masterlist, haha!!

Last updated April 7th, 2023

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Hey! Your hcs are so amazing💕 I was wondering if you could write a Wally Darling x autistic reader… I’m autistic and this would be very meaningful to me

Btw sorry for the english, I am brazillian and not used to write in any language that isn’t portuguese lol

That’s perfectly okay, friend!! I think you did just fine (with the wording of your message, I mean) !! :] /g and thank you!!

And sure thing!! I’m autistic, too :D so I’m happy to write for this!! Haha!!

Pluffy Fluffy

Wally Darling x GN!Autistic!Reader

Headcanons Format, Relation can be interpreted by the Reader!

Please note, everyone is different on the Autism Spectrum! I loosely based this off of my own experience, but you are free to request again and specify where you lie, or how yours represents itself!! I would be happy to personalize it, more :]

Wally Darling is a lovely companion to have when you’re on the autism spectrum! He has it, himself. :]

Though his manifests in its own way, with its own mannerisms, he still can very easily understand your own standpoint— whether it’s akin to his or not!

Specifically, he’s quite good when it comes to overstimulation.

Wally’s an observant one— for everyone in his life. He knows the indicators that something is getting “too much” for just about anyone, and that very much includes you.

Whether your start getting jittery, angry, spacey, or however it is you begin to behave when undergoing too much, he learns the signs of it.

If you’re one to devolve into mumbling, or go nonverbal, he’s perfectly okay to sit with you until you get your words together. If there are tools that help you communicate, he is sure to remind you of them so you can use them— if you’d like to. If you don’t want to? He’ll just stay by you, if you’d like to have company.

He takes great care in asking and finding out what helps you during overstimulation, as well.

If you’re one to need a complete environment change, he is expertly skilled in peacefully intervening whatever interaction and getting you out of it stress-free!

And if being placed into a quiet environment helps; he’s got many quiet, serene spots he’d be happy to share!

If going to your home would help most, though, he’ll gladly walk you— and if you’d like company, he’d stay with you.

Really, anywhere you’d like to go, he’d be happy to be by your side!

If you need someone to squeeze, or just let it out to, he’s also happy to help with that! Although he may not embrace you back (not because he doesn’t want to!.. He just doesn’t know that he should), he is happy to oblige!

If touching people isn’t your thing, though, he’s also got a stress ball somewhere around here..

Or, if you’re maybe just someone that needs to be entirely alone to calm down? That’s okay, too, he entirely understands— for he’s the same, that way.

Regardless of what you need, he will try to help in any way he can!

Which very much includes guiding you through grounding methods, too, if need be.. He likes to think his voice can be soothing!

Now, on the contrary, when it comes to under-stimulation? He’s quite the helper there, too!

He tries to get you to do something, really— which has included offers of painting (which also includes finger painting), letting you ramble to him (or having him ramble to you, if you’d want!.. He’s just a bit hard to get going.. but he’s willing to try, at the very least), or maybe just going on a walk. If company helps you in any way, shape, or form; he’s there.

Whatever it is that helps you, he is there to provide if it calls for him to!

When it comes to textures, Wally is a very texture-orientated person. He’s perpetually in a state of being somewhat under-stimulated, but textures help him with that!

With that in mind, if you’re similar? He will gladly show you what he finds textures on! It isn’t uncommon to find him running his hands along something, extremely content.

He especially notes which textures give you euphoria, or that you just like, and will try to show you them!

With textures that make you uncomfortable, though? He’ll keep it in mind! And, to be frank, he doesn’t mind being a sort of “texture tester”.

“Ah.. this shirt wouldn’t feel good, to you.. it’s scratchy.”

Speaking of shirts, he’d be delighted to help you find texture-safe clothing, if it’s something you’d need or want help with!

Along with tags. He’s got a seam cutter just for tags, and he’d be happy to help you remove your own without damaging the clothing, if you’d like!

If you two are physically close (he can perfectly understand not being someone who likes physical contact, so no worries!), he takes great care to make sure any of the clothing he wears around you isn’t a “bad texture”.

Speaking of physical touch; he’s perfectly fine if you’re one to not like it. He’s got his own ways of showing affection beyond it! Affection, in his eyes, is so much more than just physical intimacy.

Ah, and noises.. Wally, himself, has a bit of noise sensitivity. Specifically, clearing of throats can get a bit.. much for him, if done too much too fast.

If you’re similar? He understands entirely— and he has many, many quiet spots he’d love to share (as was mentioned earlier)!

If you’re one to get overstimulated by sounds quite quickly, he will try— when he can— to give you a heads up if anything might have noises that might cause you to fall into a state like that.

“Howdy’s shop.. has an old bell, on the door.. so.. try to open it carefully.. it’s a bit screechy.. and there’s an A.C in.. his store— so there’s.. a constant kind of.. ‘whrrr’..”

And.. ah, his.. very intense eye contact. He fully understands if if makes someone else uncomfortable, and he would make it clear you don’t have to return it if it discomforts you.

If just having him stare so intensely is a discomfort in general, he’d try to tone it down.. though it’s a bit difficult. He wouldn’t mind reminders, though.

Wooh boy! Whether or not you’re similar, he in particular struggles on social cues and tones. For that, his own voice tends to be rather flat— but he’d never mind clarifying how he meant something he said, if asked!

But with the social cues? Oh boy.

You have to communicate directly with him— or else he just.. Won’t Get It. Not for a lack of trying, but it either just flies over his head, or he doesn’t understand.

So he appreciates direct-ness, and honesty. He doesn’t take either as offending, whatsoever!

For this, though, he’s very blunt and honest in return. He means absolutely no harm! But he isn’t the best at softening his words. To be fair, though, it’s not like he’d have to very often— even for someone quite sensitive. He seems to, almost naturally, structure his sentences softer— he just can’t seem to do it on command.

Ahh, special interest and fixations!

He loves to listen to people talk, to see them happy and ramble.

With that, he is always open to you talking to him about your interests as a whole, or whatever you’ve got on your mind!

He isn’t one to engage very much beyond nodding and smiling, but do not be mistaken— he is listening to every word.

Specifically, he tries to get you things that relate to your interest.

If you like stars? He might paint you a painting of them! If you like bugs, he’ll certainly try to borrow a few books from Frank to read them over so he can hopefully understand what you’re talking about more..

Whatever it is, he tries to understand and learn— he wants you to feel heard, and that is how he tries to express that you are!

When it comes to stimming, he actually quite enjoys sort of mirroring however it is you stim!

He tends to stim himself by humming, or wiggling his head side to side.

But when it comes to you, or his friends, doing as such? He tends to join! He isn’t really sure why he does this, but he enjoys it— and means it well!

If you rock, he’ll rock with you. If you flap your hands, he’ll do the same!!

If you don’t like this, though, he won’t do it to you! But he’s delighted to see you stim— when it’s positive, of course.

In the case you’re stimming due to negative feelings? He’ll just try to help you in whatever way helps you best!!

Overall, he just cares a whole awful lot— and understands where you come from, entirely. No matter where you land, or what helps you, he will be there to understand. He’s there for you! Forever and always

Ahh!! I hope this was enjoyable!! I tried very hard to make it apply to a majority HAHA I’m hoping my own experiences didn’t influence too much!!

Also please ignore the double yellow bars down here <:] I literally cannot get rid of them on mobile— so I have to wait until I’m on laptop to do as such!- (EDIT : Fixed it! BWAHA)

Edit : I FORGOT TO COVER STIMMING, AH.. I AM SILLY… I have added it near the bottom! :]

Have a lovely day!!!

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HIHIHIHII U SEEM LIKE SUCH A FUN PERSON BUT ANYWYA COULD I REQUEST SOMETHIGN I am sososoos sorry if I don't make any sense or if I'm disturbing you but-

Could I request a Wally Darling x astronomer!Reader? Or just someone who has a veryveryvery big interest in astronomy? BCUZ I'M OBSESSED WITH ASTRONOMY BUT EHM ANYWAYY I'm talking like this- the reader very often goes outside late at night to stargaze, and observe the stars, and it's like really really therapeutic for them because ofc duhh stars r comforting (for me at least shsh) and they usually bring like- a telescope, and a journal about astronomy while they run off to stargaze in a more secluded place in the neighborhood,, OOH AND IMAGINE WALLY LIEK SEES THEM AT 3 IN THE MORNING LOOKING AT THE NIGHT SKY INTENSELY, AS IF THEY'RE A CHILD WATCHING THEIR FAVORITE SHOW BWHAUHAJAJA 😭😭

CAN BE PLATONIC OR ROMANTIC SINCE I DON'T RLLY MIND ≧﹏≦

I don't even know if an emoji thingy is required if I request as an anon but anogh call me hoshi or 🔭🔮 anon insteaf 😇😇 BYEBYE I HOPE U HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY THANKYO FOR DEALING WITH ME🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️ wiat also gn reader pls tinkyu 😇 LABYU POH MWAMWA /PLATONIC

Awh!! You seem like a fun person, too!! I adore how you type HEHE /g !!! :] Very nice to meet you, Hoshi! And all affections returned >:] /p

(Also, no, you are not required to label yourself as an anon! I will.. likely specify that somewhere, now that I’m reminded, haha!! I do think the specific labelling is fun, though! :] )

I will also say, I’m not very knowledgeable in astrology myself— but I’ll certainly try!! Haha!!

Late Night Shenanigans…

Wally x GN!Astrologist!Reader !

Drabble format, relation can be interpreted by reader!

Cracking open the door to their home, nestled comfortably in the lively— though currently sleepy— and comforting neighbourhood, was Y/N. With their telescope looped under their arm, and their trusty astronomer’s journal held loosely in their other hand, they’d carefully use their foot to close their door. In most cases? Locking the door would be best! But in this neighbourhood? It wasn’t much of a concern! And who has time for locks when there are stars about?!!

With a giddy smile, they’d take off towards the surrounding woods of the neighbourhood— an almost nightly routine, at this point, as they beelined for a nearby hill. Why, it wouldn’t be much of a surprise if they trampled their own little trail into the colourful grass, by now! They had discovered this hill not too long ago, it quite close to the neighbourhood— but still cut off loosely by the trees and unkept grass. The little spot felt like their own, and the clearing the hill gave from the trees made a delightful little spot to stargaze! It was no wonder why they were drawn to the spot night by night, even if they should be, possibly, sleeping..

Having drifted into their own thoughts as they walked, the bushes would soon give way to shortened, but still flowing grass. The darkened trees overhead would give way to the night sky above, the area ever so slightly dimly illuminated by the large crescent moon above. It almost felt dream-like! Clicking back into reality as the scenery shifted, they’d grin again before marching up the hill— it, thankfully, wasn’t a very steep one! And, with routine-practiced precision, they had their little corner of the world set up in just a few moments. Telescope propped up, astrology book flipped open to whatever page they needed, they’d happily indulge in the speckled sky above. Seeing as the neighbourhood didn’t really have any lights to cause light pollution, the sight of the sky was breathtaking. The sky many had looked up to, for many years! Quite poetic in it of itself, especially with a full scope on just how many stars there were!

Nearby, though, was another neighbour— an intrigued, curious one. Peering through the tree line, having followed the tossed grass, was no other than Wally Darling himself. For quite a few nights now, he had heard.. scuffling outside, which caused some confusion! Not many of the neighbours went out at night, save for maybe Frank hunting after specific nocturnal bugs, or Sally just.. being Sally. So, tonight, he deemed he’d investigate it! Perhaps it was a late night critter? He just had to know! This, however, just led to him following you.. here? What an odd raccoon (/j)…

You, however, were none the wiser to his curious stare, instead staring up at the sky with wide eyes. You look starstruck, quite literally! He watched as you excitedly flickered between peering through your telescope; flicking through the pages of your book as you clumsily held a flashlight in your mouth; and simply staring up at the large sky in all its glory.

With a muted hum to himself, Wally would simply watch for a moment— head still idly tilted to the side. He was contemplating joining you, but— after some thought decided he’d.. truly rather not do that in his night-time robes, haha! But, proposing to join you some other time, maybe with his art supplies in tow to soak in the delightful scene in his own way? Now, that sounded lovely. But, for the time being, he let you have your ‘corner’— soon turning away and beginning to walk back towards Home with a smile. A plotting one, though not devious!.. likely.. (/lhj).

He certainly just had to ask you about it, sometime!

HELLOOO I hope that was enjoyable to read!!

Honestly, with how I ended up setting this up, I might write a part 2 >:] entailing him actually joining the reader, haha!!

Thank you for requesting!! Have a lovely day :]

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