#cannibal wally

[cat-crisis]

Sometimes i forget this platform exists.

Anyway, heres Cannibal Wally.

Requests are still open

[floof-bunz]

I BRING TO YOU…Cannibal! Au >:D

Tbh idk what is wrong with me, making cannibal characters is fun haha. In this au there is a Human (CH) Wally and a Puppet (CP) Wally! In this au CH! Wally is the cannibal while CP! Wally is more of an accomplice to CH! Wally. (Although CP! Wally’s hands aren’t clean either haha…) I have more idea but don’t wanna spoil too much so enjoy these doodles!

[cast0rhasautism]

Cannibal au! Wally

i lack knowledge of body anatomy so I apologize for the lanky looking body. Wally got them chompers and instead of stuffing it's blood that comes out bc I said so 🤭❤️

[azraelcreates]

TW: “Blood and Cannibalism..” 🧁🩸

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🧁: “Neighbor, Say Ahh~”

That’s one way to make Strawberry Cheesecake 🍰✨ XD

Oh wow it’s by birthday!!! And yes, I’m having cheesecake as my cake XD 🍓🎂🎉

[starleska]

stop all this wholesome >:( I wanna know your hcs on Dark!Wally. Explore how evil he is. What kinda horrible agenda he has goin on. Your choice if its still a x reader im just curious how you'd interpret it- ... Dont feel forced to do so btw feel free to ignore this if it aint yer cup of tea ToT

hahahaha, this gave me a great laugh!! you've caught me, anon - i am very much a fan of evil, devious, villainous, morally bereft and just plain dreadful characters. you'll see from my f/o tracker that i'm quite the bad guy connoisseur - i just haven't explored that with Wally yet because we know so little about what his agenda is!! it's Wally's ambiguity that makes him so fun to play with;;;

i'd love to fill this out with some potential theories, if you'll humour me 😉 gonna pop this under a spoiler tag as well just in case this speculation turns out correct, and for the warnings!!

content warnings for potential Welcome Home spoilers, scopophobia, stalking, murder, cannibalism, and cults:

Dark!Wally (or potentially, just Wally) Darling headcanons:

⭐ Wally is using us as food. ever since we found out about Wally eating with his eyes, i haven't been able to get this idea out of my head. everything from everyone looking up at the tracker on the website, to Wally watching us from the other side of the screen, has me wondering exactly why he loves us so much, and why he seems happy to engage with all of us pouring in to look at the site. i'm wondering if Wally is something of a psychic cannibal - someone who is able to devour essence through attention, particularly through eye contact. there is something he's getting from us interacting with him on the website, and i feel like his love is of the possessive variety...he needs us for something that we don't understand yet. ⭐ Wally 'fed' his neighbourhood friends to his Home, and is play-acting as if his friends are still alive by interacting with us. some eagle-eyed fans noticed recently that in one image, Wally's armchair has a stitched-on patch that looks suspiciously like Barnaby's skin. likewise, there's a very strange file name on one of the drawings Wally did on the Guestbook, in a comment talking about Eddie, where he says he 'runs too much'. we know that Home is alive, and that Wally talks to Home. we also don't know why Wally's house is the only one with apparent sentience. my question is...how is Home fuelled? and why is Wally the only one talking to us through the Guestbook if his puppet-self is alive - where is everyone else? my (very thin) speculation is that Wally may have sacrificed his friends to keep Home alive, but suffered a mental breakdown as a result, and wants to preserve their old life through the website as if nothing is wrong. ⭐ Wally is a vain attention hog who wants to be back in the spotlight. this one is bare-bones, but hear me out - this can go a couple of ways! if we choose to believe the Wally speaking from within the website is, somehow, a sentient puppet (or his consciousness is infused with the website), we could also believe that he may miss his apparently peaceful, love-filled life from another time. perhaps Wally was alive during the original run of Welcome Home, and somehow remained alive following its cancellation. perhaps he feels spurned now he's no longer the friendly neighbourhood host of the television show long-forgotten to the public...where better to try and gain a new audience than online, under the guise of a restoration project? we could even make a potential cult leader argument here... again, this is all pure speculation!! we have no idea at all what Wally's agenda is at this stage, and that's a good thing;; it's going to be loads of fun learning more about Wally and what his intentions are. i'd love to hear people's theories 😉

[ozzywantssleep]

I love this fricking puppets so much

[komalatea]

Color practice + bird anatomy practice

The last one is for the memes but I'm honestly shocked they turned out decent lol. That nest was the real nightmare. Anyway, I now know that the terms hatchlings, nestlings, fledglings, and juvenile birds are like a thing

Wally & Willy: Red-headed woodpecker

Nail Birds: Yellow and pink colored chicks

Cannibal Birds: Mountain bluebird

[the-deep-dark-forest]

Just out of curiosity

TW: BELOW MENTION IDEAS OF GORE, CANNIBALISM, AND GENERAL UPSETTING MENTALITY OF CANNIBALISM. Please ignore this ask if you're uncomfortable with those things, we would understand. Sorry and thank you

What would Homesick react if Y/n is a total psycho, who has no whims killing or letting some people die? Like somehow someway, they got attached to Wally and saw him as a good friend, and because they only care about his well-being and starvation, and didn't care about some other people's lives, they lured people into the woods as Wally's food. Or worse, they kidnap people and give those "food" to Homesick Wally as "gifts"?

Oh hello!! Creator 🐝 here!

This is SUCH a good question, I am so excited to ramble to you about it, I hope you don't mind!

(Since you didn't ask this directly to Wally or Hunter I assume you meant this towards me, reminder you can always ask on my main blog @the-doodle-cave for those questions too!! Keeps the blog from breaking off character haha! /lh /pos )

TW: mention of c@nn1bali1sm, d3ath, potential triggering topics and such, idealisation of c@nn1bal1sm, k1dnapp1ng

So, if You-

(or Y/N, I prefer to call them "You" capital Y)

-were to do such a thing how would Wally react huh?

Now, it entirely depends on what motives You is doing this for, its one thing to lead food to him so he doesn't starve himself, it's another to do it because you're nonchalant and don't care, or worse, actively enjoy seeing people die/suffer!

Wally loves you so SO much, it's been like that WAYYYY before he got sick-

(Hunter on the other hand...well..it's another can of worms entirely teehee...)

-so you going through all the trouble just to help him kinda flushes him a bit...

But he purposefully starves himself because of the crushing guilt of being stupid enough to have come in contact with what made him sick even with Home's protests, and in turn, makes a lot of people suffer JUST so he can feel better about himself...he constantly berates himself for having to deal with this when the death of many people could have been avoided had he been more careful...

let's play into the different scenarios you brought for me hm?

If You actively lures people into the woods and Wally found out, he'd be HORRIFIED, I think, he'd be scared of you, HELL he's already scared of himself!

Not only are you luring people in, but you're making HIM kill them, wiping the blood clean off of your hands, even worse if he knew you're doing this because you don't care about other people's well being but him, this is like a reverse Yandere type of thing!

that sort of betrayal would crush him so hard, he loves you, but DAMN, what a way to make him go through a spiral!

Now kidnapping is another thing, as mentionned before, he'd rather YOU kill them yourself rather than having him do it, mind you, releasing Hunter to do the job is PAINFUL, it tugs at his stitches and stretches his felt in a matter of minutes!

And if he DOES release him, he could also hurt YOU, you do not want to come across him while he's eating someone, that guy is FERALLLLL

But seeing someone tied up, maybe with a bag over their head-

(and that's being merciful, because they don't have the pain and fear of seeing a monster like him in front of their own eyes)

-begging for mercy, especially if the victim doesn't have a bag and staring back at him crying, squirming and struggling to break free, would be devastating, he already has a hard time looking at them through Hunter's eyes when they get captured, but here that person can't even defend themselves to even TRY to escape!

Why would you make him go through such a painful process?

Now let's say you DO bring a dead person over to him, he'd be terrified still, because that means you also have the capability of hurting innocents without any remorse...-

(also depends how long the person has been dead for, the longer it is, the less energy they have, bringing a carcass thats been sitting there for over months would be absolutely useless, reminder the way food works for hunter is different from how reagular puppets work, and even then, the way food works for puppets is different from how it works from humans! Atleast in my headcanons on puppet anatomy)

-he'd still eat them though, because he would not want the person's death to go in vain, and he'd be on board with suffering less because of the side effects of starvation-

Obviously he would plead with you to not do it again, not to care for that type of stuff for him

(although he'd be secretly very flustered how much you care for him, I'll tell you that)

I hope this answers your questions! Please do tell me if you have more!! I love talking about him!

Have a swell rest of your day and remember to have fun!

- 🐝

[apricotbuncakes]

Baker Wally is made by @satanic-witchcraft

I know I haven’t released any like, official content for my At Dead of Night AU, but I just HAD to make this. James Playfellow would ABSOLUTELY get on Baker Wally’s last nerve, man has no respect for anyone.

Poor ADON Wally is over here just, amazed by the fact that someone is able to not only SEE but STAND UP TO his dad.

[hyperrealisticblood]

i am the willing victim of a cannibal

[floof-bunz]

Cannibal Wally heheeee

Some doodles I made on the plane ✈️

[reduxulousoctopus]

"Resemblance"

Flash/Orion established relationship, post-JLU, slice-of-life/domestic, daddy issues, short story

(sorry in advance to fans of the New Gods for things I definitely got wrong, this is based almost exclusively on Orion's like 4? 5? appearances in the entire DCAU and even then mostly just the two times he was in the Justice League cartoon)

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"You should let me cut your hair."

Orion doesn't respond at first, too focused on the latest drama unfolding between the residents of Wisteria Lane. It's only when the broadcast switches to a commercial break a few seconds later that he finally turns his attention to the other end of the sofa, where Wally is slouched with one bare, lean, well-sculpted leg slung casually over the arm of the couch. He's poking at the touch-screen of his phone, playing some sort of game that involves rearranging several brightly-colored sweets into rows and columns before smashing them apart.

"Did you say something?" Orion asks.

"Huh? Oh, yeah," Wally remembers with a smile. "I wanna cut your hair."

"Why?"

Wally shrugs one shoulder. "I think you'd look good with a buzz-cut. And lets face it, not everyone can pull off bangs."

He runs a hand through his own boyish fringe, which flops back down and sticks to his slightly damp forehead. This hemisphere of the Earth is currently going through its warm season and the air conditioner in Wally's apartment is only nominally functional. Even though Wally dressed light in just a pair of shorts and a tank top, he's covered in a faint layer of sweat. Besides its intended function, Orion has noticed a strangely erotic appeal to the way sweat glistens in the light and draws the eye to every contour, lending an almost tactile awareness of his human lover's body even when they aren't touching. Even the scent evokes memories of the many times he made Wally sweat.

After yanking his attention back from the turn his thoughts have taken long enough to remember what Wally said, Orion frowns (and expression his facial features are both familiar with and especially well-suited to convey) and tries to determine whether or not he should be offended. On the one hand, why should it matter whether or not he can 'pull off bangs'? He's a warrior feared by the vilest scum of Apokolips, not some well-coiffed pretty-boy like the actors on his favorite Earth broadcasts.

On the other hand... Orion has never felt so attractive in his entire life as he has since they started this odd, unlikely relationship. Wally is practically rhapsodic during their encounters, openly marveling at the thickness of his arms, the span of his shoulders, the ampleness of his buttocks, and the girth and form of his godhood. Even the rugged severity of his features seem to hold a beauty of their own in Wally's eyes.

If something so simple as changing his hairstyle would make him even more appealing to his human lover... perhaps it is worth considering.

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The loud buzzing cacophony finally ceases as Wally turns off the electric hair-trimmer and steps back to admire his handiwork.

"How do I look?" Orion asks. He reaches up to touch the back of his head. His hair feels soft yet bristly, and shorter than it's been since he reached adulthood.

"Very hot," Wally assures him with a lascivious smirk. He runs a hand back and forth over Orion's freshly shorn head, brushing away any loose hairs, before unwinding the towel from his shoulders. "Come on, handsome, check it out for yourself."

Feeling his face grow warm at the still-unexpected compliments, Orion allows Wally to usher him into the bathroom. When the light flicks on, however, it isn't the reflection of his own supposed beauty that catches Orion's breath. He barely even takes notice of his new hairstyle or neatly trimmed brows, except for their culpability in what he does notice. His features reflexively furrow into a scowl, carving deep crags across his now fully-exposed forehead.

Orion glares into the mirror and sees the son of Darkseid glaring back.

"You don't like it," Wally guesses. He smiles to cover his clear disappointment. "Well, it's just hair, right? It'll grow back."

"It's not that. It... looks very nice," Orion forces himself to say.

"Then what's with the angry eyes?" Wally asks. He pouts while holding both his index fingers up to his own forehead, angled down in an imitation of a scowling brow.

Orion doesn't answer right away, unable to put what he's feeling into words. Besides, if he waits long enough, Wally will probably get bored and divert his attention elsewhere for a while.

Wally does get bored; his attention does not divert.

"Hellooo, Earth to Sega Genesis." He prods Orion's cheek with his finger. "Why the grumpy face?"

"Stop that," Orion growls after Wally pokes him again. Before yet a third attempt can be made, Orion smacks his hand away.

Wally sighs and leans his head on Orion's arm. "Sorry. I thought you'd like it."

"The obnoxious prodding?"

"The haircut. I didn't mean to push you into doing something you don't wanna do."

"No force in the universe could make me do something I don't want to do," Orion boasts. "I agreed willingly."

"So what's the deal?" Wally asks, lifting his head. "You know I'm not psychic, right? I'm not even smart."

Orion glowers down at him. "I would kill anyone else who said that about you. Don't assume that exemption will last forever."

"Okay, fine, I'm smart," Wally says, even as a mischievous smile tugs at his mouth. "Sometimes. When I try."

Orion grumbles.

"But what I'm not good at is figuring out what people are thinking if they won't just tell me." Wally gives a little half-shrug. "Sooo, what are we gonna do, here?"

With a heavy sigh, Orion braces his hands against the laminate countertop and gazes for a long moment at the hateful visage in the mirror before him. Finally he asks, "Quite the resemblance, isn't it?"

Wally's gaze snaps up guiltily from Orion's bent backside. "Hu-what? To who?"

"My father."

Orion watches in the mirror as Wally stares uncomprehendingly at him for a moment longer, before his mouth forms a small 'o' of silent realization. He nods, crosses his arms over his chest, and leans one hip against the counter.

"Fathers, huh?" he says with a bitter attempt at a laugh. "I know how that is. I mean, I can't claim that my bio-dad was the universe-conquering embodiment of all evil, obviously, but it's not a competition."

Wally has mentioned his birth father only once before, to briefly explain how he came to be adopted by his aunt and uncle. Apparently, the man abandoned his wife and son when Wally was only ten years old; however, Orion got the impression that there was more to it—that Mr. West had not treated his family well even during the brief period when he was present.

Perhaps it shouldn't be so surprising, that someone happy and kind had an unhappy, unkind childhood. After all, Orion was raised in the paradise of Celestial City by Highfather himself, yet turned out angry and cruel. Still, it's hard to imagine anyone choosing to hurt Wally when he was a child—at least, it's difficult for Orion to imagine without straining even Mother Box's ability to control his rage.

"It used to mess me up, how much I look like him," Wally continues. "There were days I couldn't look in the mirror without seeing his face. Here, I'll show you—let me see if I can find—"

Wally darts out of the room in a blur of superspeed. Orion hears one of the closet doors in the bedroom swish open, the rustling of clothes, a grunt of exertion, then a loud THUMP followed very quickly by a muttered expletive.

A second later, Wally appears in the bathroom triumphantly brandishing a photograph, which he shows to Orion. In the center of the image are a pair of human children playing with tiny facsimiles of terrestrial vehicles. The older boy is immediately recognizable by his unruly mop of red hair and bright blue eyes. Young Wally smiles as he demonstrates how to send the colorful little toy cars down a track made of bright orange plastic while a toddler with brown skin and short, tightly-curled black hair watches in amazement.

"That's my bio-dad, back there," Wally says, pointing to a light-skinned man with a mustache standing in the background of the photograph. He's holding a canned beverage in one hand and appears to be talking to someone standing just out of frame.

Orion frowns a little in confusion. The photograph's lack of resolution leaves some details to the imagination, but he can't really see much of a resemblance. The man is lean but not especially athletic or muscular. His hair is a dull, mousy shade of brown and his eyes are dark. His brows are sparse and unkempt, the bone beneath prominent and protruding. The nose is all wrong. The general shape of his face is somewhat similar to Wally's but his chin is too broad and his cheeks are too sunken and gaunt.

If he hadn't been told that this man was Wally's biological father, Orion would not have thought they were even related.

"I don't understand," Orion admits. "You look nothing like your father."

The smirk on Wally's face is unbearably smug. "Darkseid was a nine-foot tall monster with glowing red eyes and craggy gray skin. You're a normal-looking guy with a wrinkly forehead because you keep scowling all the time."

Orion scowls even harder as he looks back at his own reflection. His expression sours still further the longer he stares until, with great reluctance, he grumbles, "You... may... have a point."

Wally laughs. "Well, like Grammy Flash always says, even a broken clock is right twice a day."

After parsing the metaphor and realizing that Wally just called himself stupid again, Orion turns and, with the tiniest fraction of his full strength, effortlessly pins the speedster against the bathroom wall with one hand. He feels Wally's heart-rate suddenly accelerate under his palm until he can no longer discern the individual beats and it feels more like a constant vibration.

He lets just a hint of his actual voice through the illusion created by Mother Box as he leans in close and purrs, "I warned you."

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"You know," Wally says several minutes later, rousing Orion from a light dose, "if you really want me to stop doing something, I'm not sure sex is the most effective deterrent."

Both of them are lying naked on the living room's faux- hardwood floor, skin damp with Wally's sweat (and other fluids). They'll need to clean themselves soon—and unfortunately, they'll have to do so separately, as previous attempts have proven that the apartment's tiny, lukewarm shower is too small for men their size to comfortably occupy at the same time.

If Wally only asks, Orion would have a luxurious human-style shower constructed in his quarters at Highfather's citadel, large enough for them both. They would share a bed larger than the two of them would ever need, a never-ending pantry and larder full of all of Wally's favorite Earth foods, and an enormous flatscreen television with all the channels—including the premium cable package. Wally would never go hungry, never have to worry about paying rent, never need to work for any reason except personal gratification and fulfillment, for the rest of his all-too-short mortal lifespan.

If only Wally asks.

Orion smirks as he peers at Wally through one cracked-open eye. "Are you complaining? I granted you mercy, but if you'd prefer..."

He turns onto his side and lays a hand on Wally's throat, not quite squeezing, but firm enough to tease at the possibility that he might do so. Orion feels his mortal lover's pulse quicken with excitement again.

"No, no," Wally hastens to reply in a slightly strained voice. "Just pointing out that it's a bit, uh, counterproductive is all. Maybe try positive reinforcement instead."

"Sex as a reward for good behavior," Orion surmises, while idly stroking his thumb in the dip between Wally's clavicle bones.

"Exactly. Now there's some cognitive therapy I can get behind—or in front of and underneath."

Orion huffs a rusty laugh. "Have you considered that I'm actually rewarding myself for good behavior?"

"Oh. In that case, I'm glad I could help."

"You help me," Orion says, sliding his hand back up the length of Wally's neck to cup his jaw. "More than you know."

In the conversational lull, Orion belatedly realizes that they left the television on. The screen is turned away from them, but he listens in for a moment and recognizes an episode of Scrubs he's already seen before—not exactly the ideal soundtrack for an afternoon tryst. He hooks his foot around the powercord and pulls it free from the outlet, allowing a pleasant quiet to settle over the apartment. Though the white noise of Central City's hustle and bustle continues outside, the apartment itself feels all the more peaceful by contrast. In moments like these, Orion can almost understand why Wally likes living in this squalor.

Even so, whether it's a side-effect of his mortality or the accelerated perception granted him by his superspeed, Wally can't allow the moment to last without filling the void with talk. "Seriously though, daddy issues aside, do you really like your new haircut?"

"I haven't given it much consideration, yet," Orion admits. "Does my opinion really matter?"

"Yeah? It's your hair, man."

"I'm not the one who has to look at it."

"Well, I think it looks good."

"So it does."

"Fine," Wally replies, annoyed and fond all in one; his due, given how often he inspires those same feelings in others.

"It will take some getting used to," Orion relents after a moment. "But it's good to see myself with fresh eyes, even if I initially tricked myself into seeing something that wasn't there."

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[lycanlucky]

Haven't posted in a while, huh.

I spent 8 hours drawing these little shts, please don't let this flop <//3 Also reposted on tiktok under the same user :DD

feel free to ask any questions ^_^ inbox are open, i think

[picklesanddough]

I love how we don't know exactly what Wally did so we just think of the most fucked up shit and go "Yeah he'd probably do that"

[kyeabove]

October 13th, 1963

Sammy is left to keep watch while Henry takes a well needed nap. Approached by an old friend, Sammy needs to choose his side.

Current Part 99 of The Reinforcement Of Agony AU

Series is 18+ for graphic violence and sexuality.

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The lost are human, and who's to truly say who's good and what's evil?

And it comes back to Henry, a soft spoken runaway who meets a boy beyond his wildest dreams. Together they start an animation studio, employed much by friends they've made along the way.

So how did it all go so horribly wrong?

30 years after he left the studio, Henry returns to the town of his past, with only his son's couch to call his own. Divorced and disgraced, Henry has little to lose when contacted by someone who claims much of the employees at his old studio are missing, presumed dead. He thinks it won't be hard to traverse through a dusty studio.

It is.

Joined eventually by a restored to humanity Sammy Lawrence and a ragtag group of ink creatures, Henry thinks he can face the trouble ahead, confident in found family.

If only they weren't all lying to him.

Somewhat a BATIM AU Retelling, but very very derivative, especially as the first story was written in 2018.

[brujaporfavor]

Watched it on VHS for the aesthetic.