#groovy wally

[knorrentitiez]

MORE WALLY DOODLES

During someone elses live on tiktok LMAO

BACKWARDS ORDER (SOBS):

Groovy Wally - @jazzzzzzhands

Sailor Wally - @kaybl

Cozy Corner Wally - @randompony03

I love them sm 💕💕

[jazzzzzzhands]

Ohh i could not stop thinking about the one commercial with the Wally plush!! Where he says "Groovy", "Far out", and such!! And if you look up "70's background" There is just soooo much aesthetic suiting of Wally!! So i really really wanted to dress him up in some Groovy clothes!! The fish shoes were his original shoes, but i made them an alt cause they are hard to draw! pfffft! Wally can Dance! He can teach You how to Dance!

Alternate blue glasses, i could not decide on the color of his John Lennon's, so he can have many pairs! Oh and he definitely has a wide wardrobe!!

[slimey-wallz]

Gr💕vy

I just found out that there's a such thing as a swedish fish mojito, like what?? 😭💕

Actually it's really cute, especially the little Nerds

It's like a kids adult beverage

IM ADORING IT!!! YES!!

Heres the AMAZING creator of the AU!

💗💕@jazzzzzzhands 💕💗

[nonomives]

This for u @nyx2360 :3

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Hi there! I hope you're doing well!

In your human au, do you imagine Julie and Frank to have a similar relationship to Barnaby and Wally (lifelong platonic partners) or are they more toned down?

In that same vein do you imagine them having something similar in cannon since ik you have your analysis of Julie initially being Frank's love interest, but do you think they can move past that and come back stronger?

Have a great day/night whenever you are 🫶🏽

more toned down, i think! less "i literally cannot imagine a life without you" and more "two stray cats that bonded and are not inseparable". i imagine that Frank & Julie were planning on living in the same town, but they wanted their own living spaces to do with as they please without having to compromise. i like to think that they got neighboring properties - or do they live in the same apartment / condo building? still thinking about everyone's living spaces...

and Yes! i like to adhere to canon as much as possible with my aus. i imagine that when they met in school Julie may have developed a crush on Frank, but has long since grown out of it. and she learned pretty quick that uh... hon... Frank's a lover of men <3

[annaberunoyume]

POV: WALLY DARLING SLAYS THE DANCEFLOOR AND WOOS YOU.

[thenewrises]

never make tumblr posts because I just lurk but I just now realized the possible biblical attributions in welcome home. could be so far off and it could be silly but I was actually rewatching mandela catalogue and as I was I realized that apples are known to be the fruit of temptation in a lot of media. this was always kinda noted since I grew up religious and I never recognized the fact that wally’s favorite fruit is an apple. I already knew about the sort of devil aspects from the so below imagery, but seeing apples as his favorite fruit made me recognize that oh????? wait????? apple???? what is he tempting the viewer into?????

like I said it could be so off and that apples is just a funky lil thing for him but like I can’t help but think of the implications if they are supposed to be linked to something with the fruit of temptation possibly. idk!!! fun theory!!! I love this piece of media a healthy amount!!!!

[redjukebox]

Welcome Home gives me massive Suburbia Overture by Will Wood vibes

Especially Wally

[eechytooru]

OH MY GOSH HELLO EVERYONE LONG TIME NO SEE RIGHT!!!

Don't worry, I'm not dead, I just forgot about my social media for a moment, but I still got some art to share!

I got inspired by this picture of Animal!! LIKE ANIMAL LOOK SO GROOVY SOOO I DECIDED TO DRAW WALLY LIKE THIS

the I REEEALLY love THIS CHARACTER FROM MUPPETS THANKS HEHRHSJEJHE

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

☆There's No Place Like Home☆

《You are new to this... Neighborhood? Where the hell are you?》

Episode 2: Get To Know Know Your Neighbors

[Pilot] [1]

《Warnings: the subject matter this ARG has are potentially disturbing. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. Welcome Home was created by Clown @ partycoffin 》

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Sick.

You felt sick after eating that cake. It tasted like pure sugar cane mixed with coffee creamer. The taste was sweeter than any treat you had eaten before.

Yet you don't utter a word about it to your plucky, so-called, "neighbors".

"Well, would you look at the time? It looks like it's late... Er. I think, but I gotta keep.. Unpacking? And I'm sure you all have plans of your own tomorrow."

You pick up the plates quickly, but some of the slices were barely picked at. Other plates are not even a spec of crumbs.

"Yes, of course!" Poppy said, hurriedly fluffing up her feathers in case of any stray pieces of dessert on her.

"Mhm, the post office isn't gonna' run itself." "Nor the bodega!" Howdy and Eddie laugh, Frank, chuckling off to the side.

"Yes, I gotta get some beauty sleep if I wanna dream big!" Sally agreed, pushing out her chair.

"Then I guess it's settled, we'll see you tomorrow, right neighbor?" Wally asks you. Dropping the plates in the sink, a few break on impact. Your hands try to pick up the broken pieces. But recoiled at the sight of your blood staining the fine china.

"Ye-yeah... Absolutely."

"Wonderful!" Julie cheers, coming up to your side by the sink.

"You must join me tomorrow! Your clothes are so odd! I've never seen a style quite like it. I would love it if we could dress up together!" The puppet chattered.

You nodded uncaringly, more focused on the cut on your palm.

"Groovy-..!"

A sharp gasp escapes Julie as Frank comes to her side.

"What... What is that?" Julie questioned you.

"Oh-... it's a cut. I hurt myself..."

"H-HURT! Who said hurt!?" Poppy stumbles near your side, her gaze softening as she asks if you were okay.

The other puppets now standing behind her, awkwardly trying to see your cut.

You hesitantly show the bird-puppet your palm, albeit shaken up by her. You thought she would bite your arm off with her beak.

Instead, she holds out her feathers, tenderly holding your arm.

Her expression turns into one of confusion. "That's odd..?"

"Wh-what??"

"There's only paint, I don't see any stuffing. Are you sure you are hurt?"

You, in turn, give her a puzzled look.

Had... Had these puppets never seen a human before? Much less a human being bleeding?

You take this as a good sign. Glad that these "puppets" didn't eat or have an appetite for humans or blood.

"Paint you say?" Frank bumps in, carefully analyzing your cut. He hums in thought, "Would you mind if I poked your cut?"

"No...Can I have a band-aid or something to close it up please?"

Frank nodded and backs off as Eddie hands you needle and a thread spool. "Here, found it by some of the boxes."

"Thanks..." You said, disregarding the puppets staring at you attentively as you place the items down. Saying you'll clean it up first.

You reassure them you'll be fine as you usher your "neighbors" to the door. Gladly holding the door open for them as they say their good byes and farewells.

Wally was the last one to leave, he smiles sleepily at you. You smile back at the tiniest puppet, feeling your mouth muscles twitch when keeping up the charade.

"I'll tell Home you said 'hello', good night. Neighbor."

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[Dun-dun-dun!!! Sorry I took so long to update! I've been writing a lot of Welcome Home Oneshots. Comments, art, always help! Thanks for reading!]

[wally-darling-hyperfixation]

Ok guys. What do you think.

I tried to keep with the lyrics of the original song. Changed some things to rhyme with groom. It took a while to think about the rhymes I hope you like it. It’s for the Wally corpse groom fic

Hey! Give me a listen you corpses of cheer

At least those of you who still got an ear

I'll tell you a story that'll make a skeleton feel gloom

Of our own jubiliciously lovely corpse groom

Die, die we all pass away

But don't wear a frown 'cause it's really okay

And you might try and hide

And you might try and pray

But we all end up the remains of the day

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (that's right)

Yeah yeah yeah

Well our boy is a beauty known for miles around

When a mysterious stranger came into town

She’s plenty good-looking, but down on her cash

And our poor little baby, he fell hard and fast

When his daddy said no, he just couldn't cope

So our lovers came up with a plan to elope

Die, die we all pass away

But don't wear a frown 'cause it's really okay

And you might try and hide

And you might try and pray

But we all end up the remains of the day

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Oh, that's right.

Okay. Oh, yeah.

Come on, boys, pick it up

Yeah. Like it.

Okay, Chancy, take it.

Yeah. Yeah! That's nice

Yeah!

So they conjured up a plan to meet late at night

They told not a soul, kept the whole thing tight

Now, his father’s wedding tux fit like a glove

You don't need much when you're really in love

Except for a few things, or some told

Like the family jewels and a satchel of gold

Then next to the graveyard by the old oak tree

On a dark foggy night at a quarter to three

He was ready to go, but where was she?

And then?

He waited

And then?

There in the shadows, was it his woman?

And then?

His little heart beat so loud

And then?

And then baby, everything went black

Now when he opened eyes he was dead as dust

His jewels were missing and his heart was bust

So he made a vow lying under that tree

That he'd wait for his true love to come set him free

Always waiting for someone to ask for his hand

When out of the blue comes this groovy young them

Who vows forever to let their love bloom

And that's the story of our own corpse groom

Die, die we all pass away

But don't wear a frown 'cause it's really okay

And you might try and hide

And you might try and pray

But we all end up the remains of the day

Please let me know what you think in comments. Did I do good ?

@sketchquill They made the au. I also want them to see if they like the remake of the song to go with Wally. I know it’s corpse puppet but Wally is a male puppet

[midnighthybrid1]

Welcome Home Drawing Week Challenge - Day 3

Day Three - Favorite Ship/Friendship

So uh

While I must say I do enjoy many of the ships in the fandom, I have to say one of my personal favorites is Wally x Julie. So much of the fanart for it is just so cute, and I just love the fandom’s dynamics for them. That being said, I drew those two for this one. Don’t ask me why I decided to draw them dancing, I don’t draw characters dancing very often, but for some reason these two as well as my humanoid Home design just got me drawing some groovy peeps.

Anywho, enjoy!

Honestly, aside from maybe the lil hearts, you could very well see this as a platonic dance time if you aren’t a big fan of the ship. I love the pair as buddies as well so it works either way.

I had to adjust the anatomy on these two so many times cause for some reason I just couldn’t get it to look right at first 😅 I’m happy with the end result tho!

Hope ya enjoy the artwork, and have a wonderful day!

Likes and Reblogs are appreciated! PLEASE DO NOT REPOST MY ARTWORK!

Full prompt list under the cut!

[jazzzzzzhands]

✨🧡🌙SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING ✨🧡

HELLO IM GIVING YOU ONE HERE YOU GO AND TAKE THIS TOO JUST FOR YOU

I am a simple man whom loves groovy so so much. Have some gift art~

YOU!! Firstly your WORDS you are having him say!! Poetic! Perfect!! Absolutely VIBING!!! Secondly, I am staring VERY RESPECTFULLY You draw him so so CUTELY THANK YOUUU!!! <333 (Holding this forever) You are so bold for that chest line and gave me courage for my own self indulgence... You've unlocked!! Hair-Down Mode!!

He loves Pet names.. Sunshine, My Dear, Sugar, Little Flower .... UwUr<33333

[slimey-wallz]

(*AGGRESSIVE COUGH*) uhm I learned how to draw men today /(=o^o=)/

Pretty boys belong to @jazzzzzzhands, @adhd-puppet, and @i-am-a-silly-goober 💕💕💫🙌

[nonomives]

Your art makes me SOB I love the style so much thank you for your amazing art ALWAYS it brightens my day

If you do request, maybe wally singing or dancing? I feel like that would be SO cute and soft, absolutely no pressure take care of yourself <3

I am so soft for this puppet

AWE THIS IS MAKING ME GIGGLE THANK YOU SM!!

Heres ur funky dancin man, man

It was pretty fun doing poses for him lol

[anitabighug]

❥ A Perfect Experiment : Wally x Reader (She/Her Pronouns, Named) ✿

Chapter Masterpost: [  ♡   ♡    ♡ ] [Content Warning: Loss of Agency]

Chapter Thirteen; Do you?

●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・● Time marched on, and your life marched with it. Exciting summer days gave way to quiet autumn afternoons, and every day you got closer to your neighbours. You felt like you’d always been there at this point; slipping into a comfortable niche in their daily lives. You were getting more work done nowadays with the past spring’s worries of loneliness off of the table. Someone seemed to stop by every day now, even if they weren’t looking for easily digestible answers. On this particular cloudy afternoon, you had almost a whole class. Julie had organised a game of dodgeball; Herself, Sally and You on one side, and Wally, Barnaby and Frank on the other. You were failing miserably, your throws easy to dodge and easier to just stand there and watch them miss. Julie was seemingly taking this as an opportunity to torment Frank. Wally wasn’t doing much of anything at all; simply observing, and launching a ball fast and true when he noticed anyone was slacking. You idly wonder if apples are as good for eyesight as carrots. Perhaps another experiment for later. A ball bounces off your head, knocking you back into reality. Why was your cheek wet? You turn back to your friends, only to see Wally already booking it to the nearest house; yours. Thunder rumbles in the distance, and Julie lets out a groan, “What gives?? Why does it have to rain? Why can’t we just have sunny days every day???” “Oh! That's actually an excellent question,” You tell her, and she lights up, “I’d be happy to explain it, if you’d like to join me in the lab!” The interested parties, which is all of them, follow you back to your home. Wally is already inside, staring out the window at the clouds with wide, panicked eyes. You clear your throat to get his attention, then motion towards your lab, grabbing your coat along the way. As the months went on, you continued to stock it even further. The shelves were lined with fermenting samples, or half finished notebooks on whatever your current obsession was that week. Life continued to bless you with the time and freedom to explore whatever your heart desired. You pulled up a few extra chairs to your lecture area, watching Barnaby forgo one to sit on the floor. He was probably going to sleep through this one, too, but you didn’t terribly mind it. You finally hear rain starting to hit your windows. This might’ve just been the perfect day for this lesson. You grab one of your notebooks, and start to reference diagrams from within onto the board. Wally watches you with great interest; he seemed to like the diagrams more than the lessons sometimes. It was easier to focus on the lesson than let yourself get swept up in nerves from his gaze. ●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・● You went rather in-depth on this one. Partly because you’d wanted to wait for the rain to finish, but mostly because you’d told Julie you’d explain this better ages ago. You’re explaining plants in depth now, about how they need sunlight and water in balance to survive, and so do we! You explain the water cycle; how we fit into it. “... So if it didn’t rain… The grass would all dry up, and we wouldn’t have anything to drink… We’d all have to move away from the neighbourhood, wouldn’t we?” Julie asks. Her tone is saddened, and Sally reaches over, putting a hand on top of hers. “But we don’t have to! Its still raining, even now! Groovy, isn’t it?” She grins at her girlfriend, who grins back, “You’re right!!! We should be enjoying the rain just as much as the sun!!” Julie stands with a start, frightening everyone in the room. Before anyone can protest, she’s out the door, already off to find a puddle to splash in. The group starts to laugh, and get up to follow her out of the lab now that the lesson was done. You offer your umbrella to Frank and Sally, who venture out into the pouring rain to collect their silly friend. Barnaby peeks around you eagerly, watching as Julie does a cartwheel directly into some mud. His eyes light up. His tail is wagging. You step out of the way, and watch as he dashes out the door to get just as dirty. You would’ve stopped him, but really this was between him and the rain at this point. Wally fidgets behind you, staring out at the rain, eyes narrowed. “... You don’t have to leave if you don’t want to,” You tell him with a smile. He visibly relaxes, and you giggle under your breath. You close the door, and wander back to your kitchen, deciding to calm Wally’s nerves with some chamomile. He graciously accepts when you hold the mug in front of him, and the two of you stand in your living room, watching the mess unfold outside. Sally has switched to the dark side, her and Julie now flopped over on the ground making mud pies. Frank is chasing after Barnaby, who has gathered mud all over his tail and is threatening to paint Frank’s house with it. Wally sets his mug down on your entryway table, and you wonder again how he manages to drink so fast without you noticing. You take another sip of the warm, sweet liquid. Wally moves to hold you from behind, head on your shoulder as he stares out at the rain. You wonder if this has been going on for too long. You’d gotten so used to these tender embraces, and the kisses he peppered across your cheeks on occasion. The guilt plays with your heartstrings. He hadn’t even known what a kiss was before you. He probably didn’t even know what kinds of feelings he was stirring within you. You needed to talk with him, but even now, you couldn’t find the words. Your mouth felt so dry… You take another sip, hoping that maybe the chamomile would give you courage in addition to rest. Would he be mad? When he realised what you’d let him do for so long? You finally pull yourself out of his grasp, and he makes a soft questioning noise, turning his gaze to you. “... Wally, I… I need to… You see…” You fumble. What if this wasn’t the right time? What if you made a fool of yourself? The mug is trembling in your hands. [♫] If you love me - Melody Gardot

No. The music starts, slow and soft, and your grip on the mug is gone. You can hear it shatter, but it sounds miles away. You can already feel something terrible rising in your throat. A pair of hands cover your eyes, and you hear a slow, quiet voice, “Don’t fight it.” He pleads. You can’t, not like this, not with him… “Breathe. Please.” … Fine. If he wanted to hear it; let him. You promised him, anyways, and you weren’t about to go back on a promise, no matter how much your heart ached at the prospect in front of you… “If you love me, let me know…” You feel his hands tense up. “Tell my heart which way to go… Come in close– but come in slowly, now,” Your hands move on their own, reaching up to cup his cheeks. “If you love me, let me know.”

His hands move from your eyes, and they slowly flutter open. Your gaze is distant, and his is wide, unwavering. “Other hearts may fly away… But my hope is that you'll stay,” Your hands slide down, across his collarbone, “We're two weary hearts aglow now– If you love me, let me know,” “Once the moon should take her bow, maybe you'll find the words to say.” Your hands are on his chest now, thumbs fiddling with the collar of his shirt. You wonder if he’s ever going to release his breath. “Still I've often thought that words would only get into your way…” “So, if you love me… Let me know…” You grip, and tug, and the distance is crossed. You close your eyes, too afraid to look at what his expression is as you’re compelled into a kiss. The music starts to die, and you can feel control being given back to you. Your hands shift, and press on his chest so you can pull away; put this mess behind the both of you, and you can finally move on with your life. It will hurt– but you’ll pull yourself together. Eventually. Wally is staring at you. Tears burn at your eyes. He crosses the distance once again. Every coherent thought you’d ever had is catapulted out of your head when his lips hit yours. You can feel his arms wrapping around you once again… Was this real? Was this actually happening? Your hands return to where they had been, gripping desperately at his shirt. You can feel a million sensations, but the only one you can focus on is him and his lips and his kiss. “... Gosh,” Is all you can manage to say when he finally pulls away from you. He doesn’t do so fully, pressing his forehead against yours and staring past your eyes and right into your head. “... I do.” You hear his voice, but you can’t believe it. You can’t even manage a reply. Your cheeks are burning hot, and your brain is swimming away on the current of emotions. He laughs his same dry laugh, and presses another kiss onto your lips. Then another. Your knees felt so weak… He must’ve read your mind, as he tugs you over to your conversation pit, sitting you down and checking over you quickly, making sure the number hadn’t taken too much out of you. Once he’s satisfied, he pulls you close onto his lap once more. The rain continues to drum loudly against your window, but it’s warm and safe inside, and you wouldn’t trade this opportunity for any other in your life. ●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・●・○・● @elegantkidfansoul @itsyoboysparkel