#wally x gn reader

[runaway-dreamers]

Could I ask a Wally x Reader reunion request? Like reader found a way to leave Home and go back to their world, but they learn they can’t return for at least a month or two.

And they do eventually come back apologizing to Wally and then to everybody else. Some angst ending with fluff?

I may have gotten a tad bit excited by this ask.

[Part 1 ◇ 2 ◇ 3]

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At the end of all I knew, I find the beginning of you and I.

The Everyday Life of Wally Darling

Word count: 2,070

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Demands piled high, and you were only so fast to fill them. You were tucked in a corner by the espresso machine. The revolving door of needy customers never slowed, their unspoken requests needing tending to. The jaded opening baristas were already planning what to get from the bar a few stores down . One coworker was taking orders and making small talk at the register, another was next to you pulling shots. Your feet remained in two squares, turning to and from the machine grabbing milk for the sweating ice cups and hissing steam wands.

A whisper from a passing shadow, "Smile more, you're scaring the customers."

You duck your head pulling your cap low. With shaking hands you attempt to pour milk into a pitcher only to have it spill, split by the edge. Rag in hand you wipe away the mess, but the blurring of your vision makes it difficult. The room threatens to spin as if wanting you tossed off your feet. Your stomach twists pushing your heart into your throat. Your body steels for the expected impact. Nothing changes, and the line keeps moving. Standing there inside your head allowed orders to pile.

Idling there disrupted the flow, "Y/N, this one needs regular milk, did you grab the right one?"

"Mhm, yes, yes. Regular." You barely finished your sentence, your voice fading. The cup had been placed on the counter where a hand extending from the growing mass snapped it up. You watched it until it was out of view, absorbed by the bustling chaos.

Turning back to the machine, something red glints off of it. Your single dangling earring taps against your jaw, but the weight of it soothes you. You sigh softly and the side of your lip lifts into a quick smile. It was a bright red apple cut in half with two little black seeds on it. When you touch it you can feel the smooth rise and fall of its shape.

A tap on your shoulder caused you to jump in surprise, "Take your break, Y/N, you're distracted."

With a nod you stepped away. The smile on your face flattened to a thin line as you grabbed your bag. For a moment you thought about leaving and heading straight home. The comfort of your couch called to you, but you knew leaving would cost your coworkers their break. Instead you slipped out of the store and walked to the gas station a few blocks away.

Reddish-brown leaves were falling from twisted branches high above you. The breeze rattled them, shaking them loose until they fluttered down, settling on the ground. Life felt like it slowed to a crawl with the colder months rounding the corner. You briefly thought about what sort of soups Poppy would be making, and if Howdy was stocking caramel apples. The gas station came into view.

Inside the parking lot, tucked behind the old building, was a dumpster. Around it were old buckets, crates, and wood in various stages of rot. Reaching tree branches from the other side of the fence formed a canopy overhead. There was a touch of coziness here as the sound of busy life faded into the distance.

Your favorite overturned crate was still here just as you had left it. Before sitting down you removed a carefully wrapped container from your bag. Half of this morning's blunt rested inside along with your lighter. Held between your lips, you attempted to light it. The flint struck once, twice, three times before a strong enough flame was lit. You held it to the snubbed blunt letting it take hold. The embers burned a bright red as you inhaled. On the exhale you let yourself comfortably slump against the fence, shutting your eyes.

This passing summer had been unbearable, but in the autumn chill you found yourself asking for its return. The cold ran deep soaking into your bones and mixing with your blood. You pulled your scarf up over your ears. Each puff untethered you. Smoke drifted out from your nose caressing your skin as it drifted up, the wispy tendrils passed easily between the strands of your hair.

Your hand trailed over the earring feeling along the shape of it. It was originally part of a set, but the other side had been lost in a pocket between here and there. It had been a gift, one made specially for you. Lovingly shaped by careful hands. If the other side remained in Home, you imagined he kept it close to him at all times. This gave you comfort as you remembered the time spent there.

When you first arrived in Home, you were greeted by a whole cast of friendly faces. Julie created games for you to play. Frank and Eddie would take you bug watching. Howdy always found ways to indulge your sweet tooth. Barnaby invited you out on strolls, imparting wisdom and bad jokes. Poppy taught you how to bake. And Wally was there every step of the way. Life back in your reality wasn't as grand, as you came to remember, but it hadn't been your choice to go. Just like it hadn't been your choice to leave. You were ripped away from all you knew and fell through a hole in the universe.

On an outing you brought up your confusing feelings while bug watching. Eddie had suggested that you at least keep it an open idea, and Frank agreed. There were no clear paths and not many options. Choices weren't a choice unless they were found to be possible. Everyone stressed that should the time come, the final decision was up to you.

You weren't fully convinced to stay or go, but at the time you couldn't rule out any foreseeable options. Despite how close you all had grown, you had felt that you couldn't fully belong. They all knew how homesick you were, especially Wally, and his words were still clear in your mind.

"Hmm, that is a tough one," Wally spoke slowly, his eyes looking thoughtful, "If you found a way home, you could properly answer that question. It would be undeniable, neighbor, whatever your deepest desires are."

You tried to remember things as clearly as possible, but every memory led back to the end. His laughter turned to screams, his hopeful eyes brimming with terror, hands struggled to hold on. The pull of the void was too great, and you fell into the endless darkness. All you remembered was his face laced with regret. He was shouting frantically as you were swallowed whole. All you could do was watch as the darkness consumed your vision. Twice you had fallen, twice you had to confront your mounting losses.

That day played on repeat in your head. You tried to scrub the fading fragments in search of subtle meanings. Were those little glances something more? The softening of his eyes, the pink of his cheeks, was that something you only imagined? Your bag was crumpled on the ground near you. With a rough shake you undid the partially closed zipper and pulled out a beaten up notebook.

Page after page were filled with grainy crayons and smooth colored pencils. Splatters of smudged paint obscured the already warped images and words. Those scribbles had been notes you kept while living in Home. You smiled fondly as your thumb rubbed the coarse texture. It ended up a collective journal meant to be shared. Everyone had pitched in and wrote something about their day.

It looked like the pages had been stained with a painter's used water cup. Over these stained pages you had tried drawing each of them from memory. It became harder to remember what they looked like, but eyes remained. Each one detailed and alive, but lacking familiarity.

Drops of rain fell onto the page popping your bubble of solitude. Your break was over all too soon. As you put everything back in your bag the thought of walking away returned, nagging and incessant. It coiled around your stomach and squeezed itself into a ball. Nothing about this was right. You left the gas station without a word heading towards the bus stop. They managed without you for five months, they'll survive one shift.

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"Howdy has some caramel coated apples all neatly packaged at the bodega." Frank was at the kitchen sink washing a pumpkin. They were scrubbing in particular circular motions, dunking it into clean water every now and again.

"Hm? Oh, yeah. Howdy said he got them specially ordered." Eddie was at the table sorting through some letters.

"I know it's just you at the post office, but I wish you wouldn't bring work home." Frank dumped the brownish water down the sink. They took a clean rag and patted the pumpkin dry.

"You're right, there's always tomorrow." Eddie chuckled as he packed the partially sorted mail up and slid the box under the table. He leaned back in his seat with a loud sigh. The sound of a knife splitting the gourd filled the kitchen.

Frank spoke up, "So.. Have you noticed Wally around lately?"

"I see him walkin' often. More so than usual, and very slowly, too." He drawled, waiting for Frank to share what was on their mind.

"Earlier today, he declined another invite from Julie." Frank's words dripped with growing concern. Their frown was even more pronounced than usual. Eddie could read the tension on his husband's body.

"I noticed that change in him, yes, but it's to be expected. Loss can-"

"It's our fault." They spoke harsher than expected.

Frank left the knife in the flesh of the pumpkin. The piece flopped to the side as it was let go. They leaned against the edge of the sink. Each passing second marked by the dripping faucet.

Eddie started, "Now, Frank, don't think that way. It won't help nothin'."

"No, Eddie, no. We both told Y/N to keep it an open option," Their eyes filled with tears, "And now look, they've gone! Vanished!"

Another long silence. Eddie was staring at the table. Though he wanted to remain strong for Frank he knew that he couldn't deny those feelings any longer.

Eddie spoke with emotion thick in his voice, "Wally leaves letters addressed to Y/N."

"Yeah?" Frank turned away, pain evident on their face, "And what does he say?"

"He says he wants to find a way to get these letters to 'em. I told him I'd find a way," Eddie chuckled at this, but his eyes were wet with unshed tears, "There's no impossible task for a guy like me."

They eyed Eddie's profile, "I think we could make that a reality," Frank spoke quietly.

Eddie narrowed his eyes as he sat up straighter, "How so, darling?"

"Dear, and don't be mad," Stepping away from the sink, a flicker of fear crossed Frank's face, "I was looking around the area Y/N was last seen, uh, for the void Wally keeps talking about."

"And why would you go and do something dangerous like that?" Eddie was trying his best to remain calm, he stood up from his seat and walked closer to his husband, "What if you went and got dragged down, too? Who knows what's on the other end of that thing!"

"I get it! I really, really do!"

"Is that so, Frank?" Eddie responded.

"Hear me out, please?" Frank stepped closer to Eddie, arms crossed and eyes searching.

Eddie softened as he looked into Frank's eyes, "Please be careful, that's all I'm asking of you," Eddie spoke softly as he embraced Frank.

Frank sighed, relaxing into the hug, "I think I found the hole."

"What? What do you mean?" Eddie looked down at Frank. He was holding him by his shoulders squeezing ever so slightly.

"I.. dropped a note through it not too long ago. It's right next to a field of wild pumpkins." Frank shifted on his feet.

"Was the note for Y/N?" Eddie asked. His hands rubbed along Frank's arms.

"Yes, and, well, see this is where it gets strange."

Frank stepped away from Eddie. Their bag was resting by the kitchen doorway. They picked it up and brought it over to the table where they dug around for something. Eventually Frank removed a notebook, and inside the notebook was a neatly folded note.

Frank looked at Eddie, "I got a response."

[acid-ixx]

again &. again masterlist

by the bird and the bee

ft. platonic soft! yandere batfam! x gn! neglected reader

— TRIGGER WARNINGS !

- emotional neglect, allusions to sexual assault, prostitution & physical abuse, kidnapping, alcohol abuse, drugging, themes of depression, dissociation, vague traumatic events, mentions of murder, other warnings would be added soon.

— CHAPTERS ! ; 23k+ words

00. — oh, please leave me be.

01. — because you only notice me once i'm out the door.

02. — and you don't even remember my face?

03. — i need a drink

— DRABBLES ! ; #series: again &. again

dick grayson calling you his baby bird

why now? (yan! damian wayne)

brutus (villain au concept)

brutus: out for blood

what if you were never neglected?

just a taste (yan! conner kent - suggestive)

laughter is the best medicine (yan! dick grayson, jason todd, tim drake, damian wayne)

— ASKS ! ; #series: again &. again

dick's spiral into yandere-ism

leaving gotham, resenting alfred, changing last names

your mysterious identity &. conner being your love interest

dick seeing you as a child & damian's need to be your favorite

damian and his cool, matching bracelets

does dick close the door on you? nah, he doesn't even know you were behind the door

wally west as your love interest

you care now?

conner as your angry, protective bf

jason trying his damn best to be a brother to you

calling bruce by his last name only

calling alfred your dad ft. jealous bruce

how are damian and jason obsessed towards you

their nicknames for you

how bruce and damian would try to bond with you

will you still go to college after being kidnapped?

— INCORRECT QUOTES ! ; #a&a: incorrect quotes

yan! villains kidnapping you

hostage situation

— FANART ! ; #a&a: fanart

happy birthday by @luffyadolover

diary by @luffyadolover

another reason they're broke &. finished art by @oh-nowo-i-got-uwu

a take on the reader's appearance by @luffyadolover

reader trying to study ft. the batfam's endless calls &. finished art by @ghostdoodlen

reader finding bruce and damian watching a movie by @luffyadolover

again &. again mv by @luffyadolover

reader and their playlist by @luffyadolover

a comic panel by @lucioleestolie

conner and reader flying through the skies by @ghostdoodlen

when all of a sudden, i hear this agitating noise by @punpunsonny

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[djljpanda]

Wally Darling X Jessica Rabbit Like S/o

Reader Here is Gn

Many have you've been asking so I delivered. I will make a fanfic soon but it might take awhile.

Okay Wally loves when you sing to him

If you ever wear that sexy red dress / suit his knees would be weak

Wally was attracted to your calm but yet sweet personality

You truly love your short boyfriend even claim on the show you would do anything for him

You do carry him around through the neighborhood

You two do duets together

You do help with Wally's hair every morning as it shows that you have skill in hair and makeup (He always falls in love with you more when you do his hair)

Wally will always have front row seats to your shows (The loudest one too always cheering for you)

Wally has many paintings of you in all your different outfits (he did get embarrassed when you saw them but you begged for them to be your posters. He did say no ans you undersrood)

If you do wear the red lipstick there would always be red lipstick marks all over his yellow face

But he loves when you kiss his face and you always laugh when he returns the favor

Wally likes when he looks into the mirror only for you to come up behind him complimenting him more

You two are the most calmest couple in the history of the show (Hardly any episodes show you two having a fight and if you guys do you two would make up immediately)

All in all you and Wally are the "It" couple in the neighborhood

[prismuffin]

Can you please do something for Wally West with a partner who's part of the BatFamily?

I'm sure I can think of a few short headcanons to write, anyway I think- Honestly you being in the BatFam is probably the reason you met Wally in the first place. With him and Dick being such great friends, you two were bound to cross paths at some point. When Wally had first met you he immediately found you attractive but with you being Dicks sibling it was a little awkward to try flirting with you whenever Dick was around. It being awkward didn't necessarily stop him though he'd just wait until Dick was out of earshot or go and find you himself to chat with you. You and him clicked for sure and when you started dating you'd opted to keep it kind of secret since you were unsure of how your brothers and dad would react initially. Damian found you two making out in your room once and completely blackmailed you otherwise he'd tell everyone. It was annoying, but you agreed. He didn't seem to care that you were dating outside of that. Jason was the next person to find out and just congratulated you before jokingly trying to give you both the talk, laughing at how awkward you both got. He did actually threaten Wally to never break your heart though. Tim found out...well...you're actually not sure when he found out exactly but you were trying to get out of training early to go see "a friend" and he just went, "you mean your boyfriend Wally?" You were shocked but he just shrugged it off, saying he wasn't an idiot and could tell you two were sneaking around a lot so he just put two and two together. After finding out Tim knew, you just decided to let everyone know. It could be considered risky but at this point you felt like everyone should just know, plus Damian can't blackmail you anymore so there's that. You'd talked to Wally about it and he was down so one day after a mission with Wally and Dick you'd found a point where everyone was crowded around for the mission debriefing. After all the important stuff had been said you opted for making the announcement right then. Obviously most of your brothers weren't shocked but Dick was. He immediately went to punching Wally for dating his sibling out of nowhere, your dad seemed to approve as long as it didn't get in the way of your missions. Dick wondered why no one else found this extremely shocking and they all just said they knew already which just made Dick even angrier after finding out that he was among the last to know about the two of you. He doesn't always hate the thought of his best friend dating his sibling as long as you two aren't making out in front of him or anything. Overall, you and Wally being together only makes you two stronger on missions and your family seems to approve.

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[dreamer-after-dark]

“eyes and overstimulation” please elaborate 🙏

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Wally really likes watching how he makes you feel. Put on a show for him.

Light biting/Light slapping/Light choking/Eye contact/Vibrator/Praise/Encouragement

Word count: 950

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Under the cover of night when the stars filled the sky above with their dazzling shimmers, his lips caressed your shoulder. The faintest of kisses pressed to flesh between the lapping of a tempered yet greedy tongue. Sweat and spit mingle as lips meet in a needy kiss. The heat of his body engulfs you. His grasping and kneading of your hips holds you in place.

Between your legs is where he should be. His body atop yours, an arm propping him up. Eyes watching the reaction of your face. Sweat slickens your skin. Your lips press into a thin line depriving him of your sweetened cries of pleasure. The pressure of his hold on your hip moves away leaving you cold and restless. Your eyes open and the held tears spill. His comfortable touch moves to your face.

"Am I making you cry?" Wally has stopped moving instead keeping himself warmed within you.

A simpered smile on your lips as you contract around him, "Yes."

He leaned in further his forehead butting against yours, "Why am I making you cry?"

You search his eyes, "Because I love how it feels."

He searches too, "How does it feel?"

"It feels like I'm being absolutely filled with you and I cannot get enough of it."

The right words pierce his heart, the throbbing felt where you connect. His eyes darken as he begins moving again slowly. His hips roll against yours, the sounds of wet skin connecting filling the room. His breathing against your ear tickles you, but your mind wanders to the feel of his hand caressing your side feeling the shape of your waist. You glance down watching as his splayed fingers presses against your stomach before dipping below your leg.

His hand supports your leg from underneath his fingers digging into the flesh feeling the muscle underneath. He pushes your leg closer to your chest as he pushes deeper into you. He ground into you finally releasing the whimpers he wanted so badly to hear. His tongue licks along your neck and cheek leaving a trail of spit drying against your skin.

"You're so good for me, so good, so warm," His voice is clear as his thrusts become harder, "I'm so proud of you, darling."

"Thank you, Wally." You feel his teeth take hold of a sweet spot on your neck. The pain is electric down your spine adding to the building pressure of Wally inside of you.

His teeth hold tight as he disrupts his thrusting to grind his hips against you lifting you slightly to get deeper in. His thrusts reach far back bordering on pain, but he persists. His teeth left a painful throbbing mark as he pulled away. Wally moved away to sit up as his thrusting sped up. He watched the way your body reacted, twisting and arching to meet his thrusts. The way you squeezed around him keeping him in. This was his favorite way to have you. Drooling, tearful, and calling his name.

Your arousal stained your thighs. It coated his cock and dripped from his balls. You could feel it drying in layers causing your skin to stick and unstick. Wally's hands rubbed along your thighs, to your hips, and onto your waist. He pressed his fingers down depressing the skin of your stomach. He loved how soft you were to his touches. His hand trailed up to tease your hardened nipples.

His palms grazed over them as he moved up to your throat. His fingers curled around your neck. His gaze continued up taking in the red of your lips before meeting your eyes. He smiled down at you as his hold around your neck tightened, constricting the flow of blood. You gasped out a weak moan mingling with his own as you squeezed around him further.

"My sweet pet, you take me so well." Wally whispered his praises to you as your hands held his wrists. He enjoyed watching the way your eyes rolled back like this. He loved it all so dearly.

Wally moved one hand away to rub against your cheek wiping away your tears. You peek at him through wet lashes. The first slap is gentle. The second feels sharp, but is still not too rough. He watches as your body reacts with a satisfied smirk.

"I have something for you, sweetest." His hands pull away and you take a deep breath. He waits until you look up at him again searching, wanting, clouded. Wally held a small blue vibrator in his hand. He held it up to your face for you to see. You watch as he pressed the button and the gentle hum excited you.

He says nothing as he begins to shake from withholding his own finish. Wally continues on focusing on his enjoyment as he holds the vibrator against your most sensitive spot. The vibrations are intense against you and a whole new wave of arousal pours from you. Your whimpers turn to pleas as Wally stares entranced by the way you tense and shake.

He flicks the vibrator swiping it up and down against you, "Look at me, baby, don't look away. I'm so close, so close."

With your own release approaching you keep your eyes on his, unashamed of your combined moans and the mess you were making together. As you contract around him squeezing and arching your back, Wally collapses on top of you holding you in a crushing hug as he finishes inside of you. He repeats your name as he rides out his release. When Wally stops leaving himself inside of you, you both hold each other. Hands soothed and comforted as the release faded.

[adonisbeloveds]

Child y/n wanting attention from Wally: Wally: So you think you can just tilt your head like that and its going to convince me to give you whatever you want? Wally: Well your absolutely right, what do you want? do you want treats? do you want my soul? do you want my undying loyalty? i'll give you anything.

[lightwing-s]

𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒

pairing: wally west x gn! reader

requested: yes summary: when sending a picture goes wrong, the last thing you expect is your coworker at you doorstep looking for cuddles

word count: 1,4k warnings: other than swearing, none

a/n: i unlearned how to write short blurbs today and everything is turning into an imagine. also, two posts in a day. don't get used to it.

reblogs and interactions are always appreciated ! ♡

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Being single during winter sucks, because you want to get warm cuddling somebody but you don’t have anyone to cuddle with and you end up cuddling your cat. So, there you were now, laid on your sofa, the snow falling down on your window, and many scratches in your arms because your cat didn’t want to cuddle you after all.

Fuck being single. 

Bored out of your ass with the movie you got on tv, you picked up your phone and took a picture of you on the sofa, all covered in blankets, and an evil cat on your feet. Pressing the share button, you looked for your best friend’s contant when a notification popped on your phone but you bluntly ignored it and sent the picture to your friend with a message “no one to cuddle, not even Mr McFluffler”.

However, you didn’t send it to your friend. You sent it on your work group chat. 

In one of your dumbest moves, you mixed the chats together and sent it by mistake to all of your work mates. The notification, a message from your colleague Wally, had propped the group chat further up on your chats list and you clicked on it accidentally. 

You sent them a picture of you, on your pajamas, crying because you were fucking single. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuuuck.

Luckily, you had fast fingers, deleting the picture faster than the Flash could make it to England. 

No one saw it, Yn. Relax. You were fast, faster than the Flash. Nobody noticed. And if they did, so what, it was just a silly picture. It could be worse, you could’ve sent them nudes. You tried calming yourself up, trying to assure yourself everything was going to be fine, and like clockwork, your superior answered Wally’s message as if yours was never sent.

A couple minutes had passed and you’d already sent a message to your friend, you two laughing over the whole situation, when you heard your doorbell ring. Weird, you hadn’t ordered food nor were you waiting for any visitors.

Jumping up from the sofa, you ran to the window, looking to see who the hell was knocking at your door at this hour, on this day, and in this godforsaken weather.

“Wally?” you asked, rushing to your door. “What are you doing here? How do you know where I live?”

It didn’t make sense. You’d barely speak at work, exchanging a few words every day, but that was it. Wally was fun, joked with everybody and never made you feel uncomfortable, you just weren’t close. 

He did, indeed, make you a feel a bit nervous though, but that was silly, a silly little work crush that would never go anywhere because he he made you so nervous you were never being able to come up with a good comeback to keep the conversation going, usually just smiling like a dumbass and avoiding him for the rest of the day.

Yay!

“I tracked your phone.” he simply stated, as if it was nothing. Brushing you off, he took off his winter jacket and walked past you inside your home, your eyes wide open and questioning his entire demeanor. “You want a cuddle right?”

What?!

“What?!” you nearly screamed, feeling the burn growing on your cheeks, almost running back inside and hiding away in your bedroom.

“You sent a picture, sugar.” he explained nonchalantly. “You wanted to cuddle, because your cat wouldn’t?”

This can be real, you thought, just can’t be. “It was a mistake, I was supposed to send it to my friend and we were just joking.” you tried to explain, the words jumping out of your mouth before you really could process them, too overwhelmed by the sudden situation you found yourself in.

“So you don’t wanna cuddle?” he asked, stopping in his tracks, almost at your living room.

“I-I mean, I would like to cuddle, it’s just…”

“So let’s cuddle then.” he said, disappearing into your house and leaving you frozen at the door. You didn’t understand what made him come all the way to your house, and how fast he had done it. Why would he do that? Why? It was just, so confusing. It didn’t make sense. Your mind was doing turns and turns trying to think, trying to react, trying to process everything that was happening. “You really gonna stay outside in the cold?”

His scream broke you from your thoughts and you closed the door behind you as you headed to the living room to meet him. There, to your surprise once again, Wally had his long ass legs covered with one of the blankets, your cat, that treacherous bitch,  purring on his lap as he caressed his orange fur, an unexpected match with his hair, with one of his hands while the other rested over the couch.

“I’m really confused.” you said, eyebrows crushed together. “Why are you here, West?”

“You ask too many questions, you know that?” he said, completely entertained by the cat on his lap. “You sent a picture complaining you didn’t have anyone to cuddle with. It’s cold, I also don’t have anyone to cuddle with, so I’m offering myself to fulfill your needs. And mine.”

“We’re not even friends…”

“Yn… We’re just gonna cuddle. Or are you thinking of something els…”

“No!”

“Then come here.” he grabbed you by the arm and onto the sofa, slamming against his chest as you fell down with him. He covered you with the same blanket he had over his legs and pulled you close, too uncomfortably close, and put his arm over your shoulder.

You had to be honest, you felt very comfortable cuddling Wally West, his warmth emanating from his body and embracing yours, making it all just… perfect. You dared to put your hand over his waist, but your cat bit it before you could do so.

Son of a bitch, you told him mentally. Wally’s chuckle stole your attention away, though, as he petted the devil, er, the animal that stretched on his lap. “You can hug me now, Yn. He won’t bother you anymore.”

Blushing, you were reluctant to do so, but Wally’s hand pulled yours to wrap them around his torso. “See, this is fine.”

You rested your head on his shoulder as you felt the hours passing, his own head resting atop yours. You watched two or three movies, cozied up to each other in what was a position you could get more and more used to.

It was then that a loud rumble had you lifting from your position and facing your coworker. “Are you hungry?” you asked, smiling at the awkwardly funny face he was making.

“Can we order pizza?” he asked back, and as you nodded, he stood up from the sofa, typing in a phone number faster than humanly possible and placing his phone on his ear.

“I never asked, but,” you started, following him into your kitchen. “How did you get here so fast?”

Wally’s eyes grew wide as he tried to avoid looking at you, the words missing from his mind as he tried to find an excuse. “I was close by.”

“Oh!” you simply replied.

Fuck it, Wally, he thought. Could’ve been a bit more subtle.

“I was walking by, you know. Just looking for something to do when I saw your message and like, thought it was a great opportunity I couldn’t let pass.”

“An opportunity to cuddle?” you asked shyly.

“To cuddle you, why would I pass on it?” His words made you blush redder than a tomato, looking down at your nails to avoid his eyes. “It was really a great opportunity.”

“Was it worth taking?” you asked again, looking at him innocently.

“Totally.” he stated. “You?”

“Totally.”

You listened as the pizza place finally answered the call and he ordered four (!!!) pizzas for the two of you. Fast metabolism, he mouthed and you laughed. “C’mon, let’s go back to cuddling”

Pulling you by the hand, he jumped on the sofa again, this time laying on it and leaving enough space to have you by his side.

“Don’t you think you’re getting too comfortable?” you joked.

“You make me comfortable, Yn. You should get used to it.”

“Used to it?” you questioned, pulling you to lay down on the sofa with him.

“Yeah, used to it.” he repeated. 

Lying down now, you fixed your head placement on his shoulder, a perfect fit once more. A hand placed on his chest, feeling his heartbeat through your palm, you felt his arm pushing you closer till your forehead met his lips.

“If you’re interested, we could do this more often.” he suggested.

“Yeah, I’d be interested.” you said, not hiding the smile spreading on your lips.

“And we could, you know, go out on a date somewhere.”

“Yeah, I’d be interested in that too.”

[skin-teeth]

____ Reacting To You Holding Their Hand

All of this is intended to be romantic but can be seen as platonic!

Wally: - Doesn't let go and will NOT. - He adores rubbing his thumb over yours - Wally gets all pouty when you have to let go - If you two are walking around he leans against you while clinging onto your hand

Howdy: - He casually accepts it and just lets you hold onto him and continues working - Isn't 100% into PDA but doesn't decline cus' he just adores you - His hand absolutely dwarfs yours and finds it cute - Giggles about it later to himself

Barnaby: - His paw pads honk which constantly makes you give small squeezes to his hand - Scoops you up without letting go of yours - His lil' claws accidentally scratch you by accident and he always apologizes profusely about it - Definitely shows off the fact you guys hold hands

Eddie: - Fawns about it and does that cartoony collar pull because of how blushy he is - He stops running just for you but still speed walks - Easily gets embarrassed about the hand-holding - Daydreams about the next time you two get this opportunity!

Frank: - They're honestly a bit surprised at the gesture at first but grows to just nod along - He doesn't stop whatever task they're doing, just continues - Nonchalant about it but appreciates it quite a lot - Also leans against you if he can

Julie: - Squeals and hugs you tightly - 100% boasts about it to everyone else - She stims with her free hand, giggling and laughing with joy - Lets out an 'awww' noise when you have to leave

Sally: - Acts like she doesn't enjoy it at all - She goes 'hmph!' and then proceeds to clutch your hand with so much strength - Treats you like royalty and she's the knight - She loves loves LOVESS how warm your hands are in hers, makes Sally all giddy!

Poppy: - Also engulfs you into a warm hug! - Hand holding with her is a bit odd due to.. Wings.. But the both of you make it work! - She starts rambling on and on about how she loves you and calls you various pet names - Covers her beak with her other wing to hide her joy

[yourofficalgrimreaper600]

Yandere RF Wally HCs

Yes, yes!

YANDERE! RF WALLY HCs

Warnings: Yandere (not gory nor that crazy, buds')

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Oh boy.

You're in for it now.

very, very, protective but does not show it......sometimes.

Even after his daughter's death, it's much worse. Walden makes sure to keep his eyes on you, weather in cameras or sending one of his workers or Barnaby to keep an eye on you.

He doesn't show that much affection but if you ever think of leaving him, Walden gets all emotional and affection, like holding your hand or caressing your cheek (Manipulative) and will bring up Julie to bring you guilt; "So, you're going to leave me just like Julie did now...?"

but then after you apologize, He's all stoic and cold again.

His language of love is acts of service or words of affection but that is rarer than often.

Holds your hand when no one is around.

Sometimes you guys do have some serious/deep talks or (rarer) playful talks and actions.

Even though it is hard to see if Walden does really care for you or not, but he does really.

Do you see anyone talking to you now that you're with Walden? No? Talk to Walden!

Basically, threatens the other workers in the coldest and most stoic way to not talk or look at you in a foolish/lustful way.

When he has the time, Walden makes to visit you and ask how you're doing and stuff and....maybe give you a kiss on the cheek or a pat on the shoulder.

I don't see Walden the type to be affection but I'm not saying he never does it. It's just rare.

Overall, Walden is very protective, talkative around you, and VERY manipulative. You think you can handle?

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*I do hope you liked this hcs of RF Wally- I tried to think of how he'd react blah blah and stuff.*

[runaway-dreamers]

[Part 1 ◇ 2 ◇ 3]

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At the end of all I knew, I find the beginning of you and I.

The Everday Life of Wally Darling

Word count: 2,429

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"I do appreciate your understanding, darling. We can't keep this from everyone, Wally especially." 

"You were right to push it, dear. Even if I don't have any answers this is still good news." 

Eddie and Frank were walking along the roads of Home. Piles of fallen leaves collected on the lawns they passed. Others were dancing in the wind. The ones caught beneath their boots crunched as they fell apart into flakey bits. A particularly cold breeze passed through, threatening to freeze Frank. 

"You holding up alright, Frank?" 

"It's so cold. I should have brought my scarf." Frank chided themself. 

"Here, use mine." Eddie wasted no time giving them his own. 

"Will you be alright without it?" They asked concerned, but thankful.

"Course I will. I've braved colder weather!" He smiled wide at Frank pushing the scarf closer.

With a smile Frank wrapped it around their neck instantly melting into the warmth, "Thank you, Eddie." 

"Can't have you freezing up on me now." He smiled at his husband. 

Overhead was a sky filled with angry clouds. No sun or spot of blue could be seen. From above came drops of water plodding against the earth as if testing the unshaken ground. Soon after a light pattering of rain trickled down. Eddie and Frank ran around the corner where a familiar red house came into view. As they moved closer, Home's large eyes caught sight of them.

They waved to Home picking up speed as the rain pelted harder. Home flapped their blinds, and from within a clicking could be heard. As they neared the building, the front door opened and a familiar blue head of hair peeked out. Wally was surprised to see them, but didn't hesitate to wave them over. He took a step back as they dove for cover. They'd made it just in time as the rain came down in sheets just shy of the threshold. Eddie checked his bag to see if anything was damaged. He was relieved to find that everything inside was dry and untouched. Home added wood to the fireplace as the two took off their coats.

"Thanks for letting us in," Eddie ran a hand through his damp hair, "Any longer and we would've been soaked through to our felt." He removed his coat carefully to keep any water from dripping onto the wooden floor. 

"It's lucky I decided to stay with Home today," He looked over at them glad to see that they were mostly dry, "Would you like something warm to drink? Tea or coffee? I'm currently out of hot chocolate." 

"Tea would be nice," Eddie looked to Frank who was fidgeting with their jacket, "For the both of us." 

"You should get comfortable by the fireplace. It'll warm you right up." Wally offered as he left for the kitchen.

Eddie placed a hand on Frank's shoulder giving it a light squeeze. With a reassuring smile he led them to the couch. The living room was sparse in furniture holding a couch, table, and a fireplace. Warmth rolled over them as they settled down, easing into the firm cushions. On the coffee table was a forgotten cup of tea. The tea bag floated on the surface partially hiding the red stains crusted along the edge. Frank stared intently at the sketchpad beside it.

It was flipped open to a page dated several months ago.The sketch looked familiar, but appeared muddled as if spilled water bled it. Delicate lines of lead ran off pulled by the stain. The spot had creased furthering its corruption, yet the other sketches looked untouched by the strange mar.  Frank held their notebook close to them, their fingers tapping against the spine. They couldn't place what this could be a drawing of, but something nagged at them telling them that it should be something they knew. Wally's humming could be heard from within his kitchen. 

"I don't know if this note will be enough. It's not exactly a stand-in for Y/N." Frank whispered.

"I reckon it will be. A letter means a lot to people, even from strange holes fed between dimensions." Eddie's words were encouraging, but did nothing to assuage the guilt Frank felt. 

The kettle rose to a feverish whistle, but was silenced by the turn of a knob. After a few minutes Wally came back carrying two mugs in his hands. Carefully the mugs were placed beside the sketchpad. Wally sat down on a chair next to the couch. Taking the tea into their hands Frank welcomed the added warmth. They gently tapped the mug unsure of how to start this conversation. 

"How have you been, Wally? I haven't talked with you much." Eddie asked. 

"I have not been so great, thanks for asking." Wally smiled, his head tilted to the side. A single apple shaped earring dangled from his lobe.

The silence continued for a few beats, "Would you like to talk about it?" 

Wally glanced at his open sketchpad before returning to Eddie, "I don't think I can paint anymore. What I want to draw eludes me." 

"Now that is a problem. What was the last thing you painted? That might help kickstart your art block." Eddie smiled kindly.

"My last works have been of Y/N, mostly." He spoke softly, not looking at either of them. An uncomfortable silence filled the space. 

Frank looked at the ruined sketch, "How did this happen?" 

Wally tensed as he looked down at the strange shape on the corner of the page, "That was a sketch of Y/N. After they.. fell whatever work they were in was ruined," Wally rubbed his wrist, "When I was sorting my canvases I noticed a painting I had done just peeled off the canvas in chunks." 

The next pause was overwhelming. Eddie and Frank shared a glance as if the same thought occurred to the both of them. Thick sheets of rain doused the windows. A clock ticked from somewhere further within Home. The tea was beginning to grow cold, but neither of them felt they could take a sip. Eddie set his mug down and reached for the sketchpad. Wally let his fingers run along the sloping shape of the earring.

He flipped through the pages squinting at the other ruined sketches, "We might have some good news to help cheer you up, and maybe even motivate you." 

"Is that so?" Wally perked up, his eyes landing on Eddie. 

Eddie smiled at Wally, "Well, for one Frank here found a way to deliver those letters you trusted me with." 

Wally sat up even straighter, his eyes brimming with restrained excitement, "This isn't a prank, is it neighbor?"  

Frank opened his notebook and removed the folded note, holding it out to Wally, "This came in the mail for you." 

Wally was surprised by the small note, but took it with both hands. It felt strange in his hands, almost as if it had weight to it. With nervous hesitation he unfolded the paper and began to read. Light swirled in his eyes as tears built before running down his cheeks. His hand rested on his neck as his eyes scanned the page. The stream of tears stained his felt and dripped onto the page. Wally wanted to memorize every word. 

Home creaked a few times urgently trying to console Wally. Eddie handed him a napkin and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Wally was still trembling as he pulled himself together, but he was smiling. 

"H-How?" His voice was hoarse. There was light blooming within his eyes. The letter was held dearly to his chest. Eddie nodded to Frank urging him to share what he knew. 

"I found a hole similar to the one Y/N fell into," Frank looked at Wally and Eddie, "I dropped a note into it and got that one in return." 

In an instant Frank was pulled into a tight hug by Wally. Frank hugged him back wanting to express all they couldn't say into this embrace. Frank kept their hand on his shoulder. Wally sat back on the couch with one important question in mind.

"Does this mean they can come back?" The question bounced around the room contained by these four walls.

Frank shook their head, "I'm sorry, Wally, I don't know." 

Wally held the note up and looked it over once more, "Can I go to the pumpkin patch?" 

"I think you can go out there right now." Eddie was standing behind the couch facing the large windows. The sheets of rain had ceased. The collective gray clouds had parted, reducing them to thinning trails of pulled cotton. With it came the sun shining its warming light over all of Home. 

Eddie picked up his jacket and bag from near the door. As he put them on Wally and Frank gathered their own things. Wally was distracted by the thought of Y/N being within reach. His thumb snagged as he pulled his jacket over his arm. Frank eyed Eddie as he stood outside in the sun. The smell of rain still lingered mingling with the smell of sodden ground.  They followed him out soon after.

Eddie turned to them, a smile on his face, "I need to get these letters delivered, be careful out there."

Frank took off the scarf Eddie had given them and put it around his neck, "I will." 

Eddie accepted the scarf with a wink, "I'll be around to check on you after work." 

Frank and Wally waved as Eddie walked off towards the bodega, his delivery bag in tow, "We should get going." 

They walked towards the opening of the forest following along a winding path. Roots of trees pushed through the crust before diving deep under the dirt. Their branches stretched far above them casting overlapping shadows. Sunlight peeked through the gently shaking branches. 

"You searched for the void all by yourself, Frank?" Wally asked, his eyes boring into his neighbors back.

"I figured I might as well put myself to use." Frank responded without looking at him. 

"Thank you." It came out as a whisper, but Frank had heard it. 

With a few clicks their head turned, "I promise we'll figure something out," their head clicked as it faced forward. The two settled into a companionable silence.

The trees were thinning out around them letting the path feed into a wider road. Rotting fences lined the pumpkin patch herding them towards an overgrown garden. Small oddly shaped gourds littered the ground. Most were smashed and pecked apart by birds. Cracked seeds were scattered all around them. Wally looked across the overgrown field and noticed a house tucked in the shadow of a few large weeping willows. 

"What is that place?" There was a yawning hole on the roof eating any light that chanced on it. The home looked to be bending at the sides sinking into itself. A single window was left wide open staring at them.

"It's been abandoned. There was a farm here a long time ago," Frank's head turned as they continued walking, "The pumpkins grow year round." 

"Oh." He jogged to catch up with Frank. 

They continued on in silence with Frank leading the way. The sky remained blue with the occasional coasting white cloud. If not for the dampness of the ground they walked on, they might have thought the storm was imagined. Birds chirped as they hopped about drying themselves in the afternoon sun. Together, they continued on until they reached a part where stems covered the path like thick rope. 

"Watch your step." They carefully tiptoed through it with Frank leading the way. Their hand was held out to Wally helping him find the trickier footfalls. As they stumbled onto the other side of the path, a lone pumpkin came into view. It was large and a bright orange color. The flesh was unmarked and it was pleasantly plump.

"All the other pumpkins look so.. smashed." Wally muttered to himself as he peeked from behind Frank.

"That's what drew me in when I first saw it." Frank shrugged as they stepped closer and knelt down. 

Frank wrapped their hands around the stem. With a grunt they twisted the stem. When it gave way the pumpkin hissed as trapped air was released. A trail of steam escaped into the breeze. Wally stared intently as Frank placed it on the ground. From within its guts a hum emanated growing in volume. A blue light grew until it illuminated Frank's face. Their head clicked as it turned to face Wally. 

Before either of them could speak a flurry of letters were spat from the depthless void. With a scream, Frank fell backwards tumbling down onto a patch of woven vines. Wally stumbled backwards as well tripping over his shoe as the stuffed envelopes fluttered down around him. One fell near him landing face up. His eyes widened as he recognized the scrawled lettering of his name. 

"They responded." Wally sat staring at the letter that settled with the dirt.

Frank picked up an envelope that landed on their face, "Did it need to be so many?" 

Wally gathered up the letters near to him before rushing over to Frank. He took their hand and tried his best to pull him out from the vines. When they wouldn't budge, Wally started to untangle the overlapping vines. After a few minutes Frank was finally free and standing on the path. Their hair was coated with dried leaves. Dirt stained their clothes. 

"Before I take us back to the neighborhood, and I get in the shower, you should leave something for them." Frank was dusting their clothes, but failed to remove the worsening stains. 

Wally was picking up the letters that remained scattered around, "I have something I wrote for them a while ago. I never asked Eddie to send it, it was very emotional." 

"Is that what you'd like to send?" They asked, dusting off their pants. 

"Yes." Wally bundled the letters together, giving them to Frank who took them carefully in hand. 

Wally removed a folded paper from his pocket. Inside was a revised collection of his thoughts during the first few days after Y/N slipped from his grasp and fell into the yawning abyss below. Wally sighed as he rubbed his earring between his fingers. He kneeled down to be closer to the void. As he stared into it a chill leaked from within. It fanned gently across his face. Wally held the letter out and let it slip from his grasp. 

[acid-ixx]

Imagine Wally West being the one to have a crush/obsession with reader, it would be cute, however l feel like it would be as if Reader is trying to overcorrect in a way

Instead of dark hair he has bright hair, instead of dark and brooding he’s very vibrant and carefree, instead of no powers all skill he has powers and skill, plus reader can give him a hand signal and BOOM they are back home in sweatpants, watching the latest show they are obsessed with, talking about which actor is better for the main character

On the other hand, I can totally see Wally as the best friend that gives the shovel talk to potential love interests as well as the friend who will straight up ask if reader wants to move in. He’s just so… friend shaped and safe feeling

a/n: imagine waking up to over 20 detailed asks, couldn't be me! but seriously, i enjoy how all of you are into the series as much as i am. there's so much lore potential and love interests that i can insert or another yan! family who would be more than willing to take you away from your batfam so i can see this series being longer than all my other writing.

i'll admit, i never thought of wally being a contender for a love interest but this is so interesting... your reason for being close to him is "if dangerous, why friend shaped?" (albeit unknowing of his love for you) but you just don't want to admit that he's your form of coping by exposing yourself to a person who's straight up the opposite of your family.

though, you have so many other advantages than his physical traits, which would be the power he hones; his speed. sure, you have to get used to the first few months of motion sickness but with enough practice, you'll be blazing off and away from any momentary danger— that danger being your family.

wally often does get flirtatious with you. which means unlike your living circumstances beforehand, you'll be faced with constant compliments and attention here and there that you ought to never notice.

oh, your hair looks so slick and shiny! did you use the new shampoo he bought for you? ohh, you look so adorable wearing his pajamas! you should match with him more often. the necklace he bought for you totally complements your eyes! you should go on a movie date today, babe!

— oh, sorry, did you hear him call you babe? that's totally what friends call each other when they're as close as peas in a pod, you know? it sucks a lot that you never had someone as close as wally. but worry not, darling; he'll make sure you never have to ask for his love, not when he's quicker to reciprocate it.

did he just call you darling?

nevermind that, ahah. wally would totally be the type to glare at anybody who thinks they're better than him when it comes to hitting on you. sorry stranger, but he's your bestest and closest friend in the world, he's your future roommate, your future boyfriend, and nobody could ever reach that level— not that you'd hear that from him directly, but he'll pass that message on anybody who thinks they have what it takes to flirt with you.

after that incident, he'll offer you a place at his apartment, or somewhere far, far away where only a speedster like him can reach; just to guarantee your ultimate protection from obstacles like your family or anybody else interested in you.

yeah! he's such a good friend.

[experimentfae]

Actor Au Wally Darling x GN PA Human! Reader

Oneshot

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You were just finished getting the directors and producers lunch “ok now that’s done, gotta print these scripts.” You were gonna head to the printing room until you noticed Wally seemed stressed.

“Mr.Darling are you ok?” You questioned he harshly tune his head to you until he noticed it was you “(y/n) finally someone that’s knows what they’re doing, Janet completely messed up my coffee order.” He groaned obviously frustrated “she always messing my stuff up.” He practically yelled.

“No worry Mr.Darling I’ll get someone to get you new Frappuccino.” “Thank you but…just mostly need to be alone with you (y/n).” He whispered to make sure nobody heard. This made you blush a little “yeah, let’s-

“Hey (y/n) should I chase Eddie like this?” “What w-Hey!” Eddie started to try to get away from Barnaby, Barnaby was on two fee “or on four?” He then went on a dog pose and begin to continue to chase Eddie.

“Fours is good, gives more of a comedy effect.” You answered “can you stop now, they said four!” Shouted Eddie “right sorry Eddie thanks (y/n).” Barnaby seemed to back to his script while Eddie let out some huffs “you sure *huff* can run *Huff* Barnaby.” This made you and Wally laugh.

“He sure can I need to take Wally for a touch up excuse us.” You lied while Wally followed behind “alright see you guys later.” Eddie replied “see you guys soon.” Barnaby spoke.

When Wally and you made it to his dressing room, “oh honey it’s been so much going on… I didn’t tell you but…” wally spoke hesitating to fully answer, you then grabbed in chin for him to look up at you “but what my blueberry?”

“It’s just I have been having so much stress making sure the workers treat my friends like equals, having to act like a jackass for them to respect me and… and ITS TO MUCH!” He shouted. “Oh my love please don’t stress yourself, you mental health always comes first.” You assured hugging him close to you.

Barnaby’s POV:

“I been noticing that Wally been stressing himself out, especially making sure the human coworkers treated us like equal’s… I’m worried about him” I admitted to Howdy “I know, he puts so much on himself especially when he’s the star of the show.” Howdy agreed

“Exactly.” I was feeling relieved I wasn’t the only one feeling like this “well maybe you should find him and tell him how you feel Barnaby, you’re his best friend after all.” Howdy advised I liked the idea he’s right “Yeah,I’ll go find him and try to see what I can do to help.”

My poor little pal he must be stressed to the bone at least (y/n) is with them so maybe they’re calming down a little.

I saw that there was a crack, maybe I should peek to see if he’s calm and collected now. I looked to see Wally and (y/n) hugging each other, wow I didn’t know there such good fri-

“Oh my blueberry.” Then I saw (y/n) kiss his beauty mark that made my eyes widen and Wally blushed “you and me should do something fun this weekend sounds good?” (Y/n) asked “blueberry is an interesting nickname, I have other colors you know.” Wally chuckled out this made (y/n) laugh in return “ok but about tomorrow are you free?” They questioned again “yeah I’m free and THIS is a real kiss.”

Wally then got on their chair and then grabbed (y/n) face and… KISSED THEM ON THE LIPS! (Y/n) was now beet red while my eyes practically went out of my skull and my mouth now agape.

What felt like forever they finally their lips parted “(y/n) you always know how to calm me down.” Wally spoke lovingly. “WOW!” I yelled in shock not realizing I said it out loud this immediately made their head’s turn to me.

(Y/n) POV:

We both looked to see Barnaby, oh no he must have seen the whole thing! Wally then grabbed him bringing him into the room and this time actually closing the door “how much did you see?!” Wally questioned “all of it.” Barnaby admitted “All of it!” You shouted in shock.

“Yeah I wanted to check on Wally but I came at the wrong time it seems, but why have you guys been hiding you’re relationship, we love (y/n) they are awesome.”

“Thanks Barnaby but that’s besides the point we are just not ready to tell everyone, we wanna take it slow.” You answered with Wally nodding agreement “oh well that’s explains why, but I’m glad to be the first one to know, I’ll keep it a secret I swear. Assured Barnaby.

“Thank you Barnaby.” Replied Wally “I should probably get back to work I have to print these scripts for next season.” You stated “alright honey I’ll see you after work.” Replied Wally “you too blueberry and see ya later Barnaby.” “Yeah see ya later kiddo.”

You three walked out of Wally dressing room and you left without a word.

Wally’s POV:

“You and (y/n) are cute together.” Said barnaby making Wally blush “don’t say that out loud so casually.” I Growled “alright, alright I’ll be more careful.”

We walked towards the stage area to see howdy practicing one of his lines until he saw us “Wally, Barnaby how are two.” “We are good.” I answered “you sure Wally you have been stress these days.” Replied howdy. “No worry (y/n) made him feel better.” Said Barnaby making me shove him on his side just making him laugh.

Howdy raised an eyebrow “alright well back to my lines.” Thank heavens he didn’t question it “alright bud I’ll see you on set.” Barnaby went back to his acting as well.

“See ya on set.” I walked away feeling at ease knowing it was my wonderful partner that me feel that way.

<- Back to MasterList or back to welcome home

[djljpanda]

Honestly If You And Wally Get Married He Would Be A Great House Husband. You Can't Tell Me This Is Him When You Are Leaving For Work

[ablobwhowrites]

Brainrotting for yan! Welcome home cast with kissy [m/n] hnghnghgnhnghngh

Like the constant wearing of lipstick but never for looks or for beauty but rather for fun or just to mess around. [m/n] here making disgusting loud kissy noises for whoever unfortunate l̶u̶c̶k̶y̶ person he put his lips on hdhfksjfsuahdksjd

Bonus: the [m/n]'s lipstick are leaving a d̶o̶z̶e̶n̶ red marks on their faces

-𝐣𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧

listen bro, if you goof around like this then you gotta be warned, wally needs them forehead goodnight kisses. Your legally obligated too definitely real

They run a tiny competition as to see who's the favorite, the more kisses or the more compliments of nice things said about them from you the more they think they are your favorite, and they sometimes get in a bit of fights but nothing physical just then being mad at eachother really

But you always find more lipstick on that you didn't order and your begining to think this prank for your shits in giggles will now have you have a shit ton of lipstick that cause you now have different colors of lipstick in your house

Eddie likes it cause it makes him feel special when you do it, even if it's on his cheek or forehead. First time you kissed his temple by surprise and he was looking to the side so you went for it and he froze and blushed for only half a hour

Julie and sally kinda caught you drawing with the lipstick on a window or mirror and then joined you even if you didn't give them a kiss they just like hanging out with you but frank kinda grabbed the lipstick and drew a proper sketch or drawing of a butterfly but then realized he just marked up his own window and got mad

Frank got a forehead kiss for you after he brought you a very nice sketch or painting of a butterfly (wally definitely didn't help him paint the portrait. Wally taught him how to a bit) and you gave him a little kiss on his head as a thank you

Poppy and Barnaby kinda knew what you where playing at when they saw red kiss marks on the other neighbors and you having red lips and poppy taught you how to put lipstick on properly cause you just put it on and accidentally smeared it when you tried to wipe it off

And wally knows a lot more colors than everyone so he likes to get lipstick from howdy if howdy has some and then looks at all the colors, his favorite is candy apple or Carmel apple red. Or just a rouge red

[mx-darling-1]

Hello, I can ask for a request.. I could make a fanfic where all the Welcome characters appear in the real world, mainly in the reader's house. Now they and the reader have to share a house and try to find some way to send them back to their world... I think it would be cool for a story

(Bonus: maybe while changing channels on TV, they come across another puppet show)

That could be really interesting! I'll see what I can do! Tw: Wally has seperation anxiety and a minor panic attack

Wally Darling x GN reader Real World Jealousy

Its been a couple weeks since the characters from your favorite childhood tv show suddenly appeared in your house. Youve slowly been getting used to it, although its been hard hiding them from the public eye. Well, Barnaby is 8ft tall after all. Its much easier to sneak Wally around, so you often spend more time with him and Julie. Although, and you would never tell the others this, you definitely preferred spending time with Wally. He was always your favorite character and you guessed that just bled into adult hood.

Over these past couple of weeks Wally had begun to cling to you. As soon as he appeared in your home it was like he already knew you. And, little did you know that he did know you, he's watched you since you were little, and you were always his favorite watcher. The longer he got to be by your side, the more he craved your attention. It was the most important thing to him now. And he almost felt guilty, all his friends were trying to figure out how to get home, but he never wanted to leave. He would even get irritated at his friends whenever they got to close to you or took to much of your attention, overall he seemed very snappy to everyone but you. You didnt seem to notice at all, until the day you were just flipping through some TV channels.

You didnt think it was a big deal, flipping some channels just to find something to watch. Wally was getting some beauty sleep and you were on the couch with Julie and Barnaby. They usually enjoyed more childish shows so you were scrolling through one of the kids channels when you came across Sesame Street, without really thinking about it, you put it on the TV to watch. You notice the tone in the room shift and suddenly a door from somewhere behind you slams open hitting a wall. Your head slams back as you look for whoever slammed the door, only to see Wally staring at the screen in absolute disdain, and you couldn't get over how terrifying it was. Wally never stopped smiling, but it was obvious that he was pissed as he walked over to the couch.

Wally just grabbed the remote, turning the TV off before turning back to look at you. "Sesame Street? Are you trying to replace us neighbor? Why would you want to replace us? We are supposed to be your favorite! I'M supposed to be your favorite!!" His voice was becoming more frantic, and you didnt even notice all the other puppets leaving the room as Wallys actions became desperate, walking closer and closer to you. He grabbed your hands, staring eye level with you although you were seated on the couch and he was standing.

"Wally...hey now..." He became even more desperate, pleading with you. "Please [Name], please dont leave us. Please dont abandon us. Dont abandon me..please please plea-" As tears streamed down your face you pulled Wally closer to you, causing him to go limp in your arms. You couldnt help this overwhelming sadness that took over you as you became desperate to help him, your favorite Wally Darling. "Hey, Wally. I'm never going to leave you, I will never replace you. For you and your neighbors, Welcome home will always be my favorite. No silly puppet show is going to change that. And you will always be my favorite, my Darling. So please Wally, never think like that again." Gently you grabbed Wallys face and placed kisses across it. You could feel Wally melting in your arms as he smiled up at you. "You really mean it neighbor?" You nod softly, smiling at him as you see his lovesick relieved expression. "Of course, and I'll always mean it Wally, even when you guys find your way back home."

Im not too sure how I feel about this one, but hopefully it lived up to expectations! Its a bit short since i wrote more but tumbler deleted it😭

[dreamer-after-dark]

I could see Wally Darling being the kind to sneak into your room/house when you're away and steal your panties/underwear. You figure that maybe the washing machine is eating them at first until a pair you were wearing yesterday disappeared from the top of the pile.

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Side note, I have had my panties stolen before! Anyway, here you go ٭(•﹏•)٭

Part Two

Word count: 1,945

Wally is shameless.

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[Y/N]

It happened again.

[Julie]

What??

[Sally]

Panty thief struck again?

[Julie]

Twice in one week???

[Y/N]

It's not a thief! I refuse to believe it!

[Sally]

How many pairs does that make now? 12?

[Julie]

Close! 15!

[Y/N]

17

[Sally]

I fail to understand why this can't be the doing of a petty thief?

[Julie]

Y/N!

[Julie]

Y/N are you there?

[Julie]

Where did they go? :/

[Sally]

Alas, my darling Juliet! Tis I alone that remains here

[Wally]

Hello

[Sally]

Hi, Wally.

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Seventeen pairs of your best fitting panties have been lost, lost forever. Never to be found with the same elasticity or fit. You stared out into the empty street where the sun parted between leaves. You were too broke to afford replacing them and so you wandered this world commando when the pants offered enough coverage and comfort. Or even if it didn't you still had no choice should you plan around an inviting evening out.

With a huff you adjusted your basket against your hip, your unfolded clothes flopping a bit. The sunshower surprised you as it pelted against the non opening glass doors of the building's laundromat. After double checking the seats and dryer you headed for the opened door just off to the side. You entered a gray stairwell. Beneath the staircases was a collection of cleaning supplies, a yellow mop bucket, and a locked cabinet.

Your slippers echoed through the stairwell as you jogged up. The door to your floor was propped open with a rock. You used your free hand to open the door fully and slide the rock inside. You pushed it to the side with your foot not wanting anyone to trip over on it like you had. Your phone smacked your face leaving a nasty bruise under your eye. It still hurts to remember.

The door shut behind you with a rusty squeak. Your slippers slid lightly against the tiled floors until you made it to your apartment door. The handle gave way and you were thrilled to find it still open. Music boomed from somewhere within one of the rooms. The smell of weed wafted around mixing with the chilled air feeding in from the windows.

You inhaled deeply, shaking loose your worries. As you walked down your hallway you passed the open bathroom where giggling and hushed whispers could be heard. Julie and Sally were doing their makeup together, facetiming you assumed. Further was the kitchen where you heard the clinking of silverware against wood. The voices from the bathroom quieted.

Wally was stirring a cup of coffee when he spotted your annoyed expression, "Hello, Y/N. Are you alright?"

"Another pair off and vanished," you roll your eyes with a glance at your basket, "It's getting annoying."

"I can see how annoying that could get. Do you think they've all been stolen?"

"No! No. I'm sure it'll sort itself out. Have you got anymore coffee, Wally?"

Wally hands you the mug he was holding, "This one's yours, honeycrisp."

You thanked him as he turned away to prepare his own. His hair cascaded like waves down his back. The vibrant blue shining below the lights. Wally was amazing at coloring his hair. You turn away and head down the hallway where two doors faced each other. You entered the left one silently praying thanks to the great nothingness beyond for leaving it unlocked for you.

You placed your laundry on your bed. You would fold the clothes, but your keys needed to be found. You looked around your slightly cluttered room. The tapestry on your window was tied up letting in the sun. The smell of wet earth rose up as the rain thundered down. By the window was a desk. It was stained with paint and ink. On top was a journal, several colors of paint, and a large bottle of water. A mug with several drying paint brushes propped up within say atop the bookshelf.

Small plushies were scattered among the shelves and on the floor. Your bed was next to the wall by the door. The blanket was a pile on the floor next to the end of the bed. Larger plushies were squished from your tossing and turning. Pillows were crammed between the bed frame and wall. Eyes landing on your newly added laundry basket made you realize cleaning your entire room would help you find your missing keys.

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Hi, Sally.

Hi, Julie.

[Sally]

Wally, you wouldn't happen to know about the Boudoir Bandit?

[Wally]

No.

[Julie]

Maybe it's one of the other tenants!

[Sally]

Nefarious tenant!

[Y/N]

It has to be the machine

Can't be anything else

[Sally]

Perish the thought! The Panty Snatcher must be caught and brought to justice!

[Julie]

Perish the thought!

[Wally]

Perish the thought!

[Y/N]

Who could it be?

[Sally]

I see you've come around.

[Julie]

It could be anyone!

Any of us!!

How scary!!!

[Wally]

It could be anyone?

[Sally]

List of suspects:

Sally

Julie

Y/N

Poppy

Wally

Howdy

Barnaby

Home

[Y/N]

Me??

Why me??

[Julie]

It's a crazy world, Y/N!

We cannot rule out anyone!

Not even you

[Sally]

Julie is exactly right, darling Y/N! We simply cannot rule you out!

[Wally]

I would hate to see you go without, neighbor.

[Y/N]

Ok :/

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You smirked at the messages filling up your screen. Julie's energetic texts became shorter and you could imagine her hot pink nails tapping against the screen of her phone. Sally's text became increasingly verbose in response. Wally was lurking as he always did, chiming in here and there.

The phone slipped into your pocket as music filled the already tidied room. Your keys had been found while sweeping underneath your desk. Along with a few scrunchies and a button, your heavily outfitted keys were dragged out. With such a clunky set up you wondered how you ever lose it to begin with. Work keys, house keys, anime characters, pepper spray, and a stuffed animal. All of it designed to be eye-catching and hard to lose.

You flopped onto your bed opting for rest. Your ultimate goal had been completed and you were horribly drained. Your mind drifted back to the mounting loss of your panty collection. Solid color boxers, high waisted panties, boy shorts, thongs, sick day panties. All of it is gone! Sally was right to call it nefarious, but believing that you were being specifically targeted was a level of fear you wanted to avoid. You turned off your notifications for the next hour and returned to cleaning up.

Soon your room was clean, your clothes put away, and the bathroom was finally open. The glow of the full moon was bright and brilliant tonight. Leaving your desk you grabbed a change of clothes, sans panties, and a towel. You stripped down leaving all of your clothes inside the now empty basket. Stepping out you noticed the room across from you was quiet. There was a note taped to the door reading:

Out for the next three days! Rent is on the table!

Sally and Julie were heading out to New York for a concert. All the more to enjoy a long, luxurious shower. Wally was in the room down the opposite hall. His room was the only one on that side. He had the biggest room in the apartment for all of his art equipment. Aside from his bed you couldn't tell it was his bedroom. The last you had been inside it was filled with disturbing personal works. Each one felt delicate and haunting. Completely unlike his pleasant and sweet demeanor.

The music was still going though not as loud. It was mellow and dragging. You could hear the bubbling of his bong. The sound made your heart race. You quickly stepped into the bathroom. The thick glass ceiling above always excites you. It was such a crummy apartment, but it had its ups with this being one of them.

Julie's stickers covered the thick sides of her movable mirror. Her makeup bag was left open covered in eye shadow dust and glitter. A pack of eyelashes were left open on the top of the bag.

A little smudged message was left on the mirror written in red lipstick, reading:

You're beautiful, starshine!

Julie was a sweetheart. The rain had stopped, leaving a silence in the tall bathroom. With a turn of the faucet cold water rushed out from the shower head. The patter of water against ceramic filled the room. You stepped under the stream shivering as the droplets thudded against your skin.

Stepping out from the shower you dried yourself off and slipped into your change of clothes. You felt rejuvenated! As you stepped out of the bathroom, a voice called for you.

"Hi, Y/N. Would you like a snack?" Wally was standing in the kitchen with reddened eyes.

"What are you having?" You couldn't help but smile at the sight.

"A cut up apple. I couldn't think of anything better," he giggled, "I have a few extra?"

You accept the offered apples, "Thanks. I'm sure I forgot to eat with all the other things I also forgot."

"I'm sorry that's happening, it must be tough. Julie did say you were left without much to wear."

You groaned imagining Julie explaining things in detail as she usually would, "I'd rather not make it into a thing. It's just so weird to even consider what they're saying."

"I have a pack of unopened boxers. They may not fit perfectly, but they should help?" He smiled completely at ease.

"That's.. Ok. I couldn't accept that." As weird as it was to have your underwear stolen, Wally offering you some was even weirder.

"Oh, Ok. I'll hold it until you're ready." Wally walked off into his room leaving you in the kitchen.

You heaved a sigh as you leaned against the counter. The apple slices crunched as you bit into it. Each one refreshing and cold. You rinsed the plate in the sink and switched off the lights. You returned to your room, but stopped just short of the door.

It was cracked open. You were sure the door shut behind you when you stepped out. With a gentle push you opened the door further. When seeing nothing out of place you stepped in and shut the door behind you listening for that click of metal against wood. When you heard it you let go of the doorknob and hung up your towel to dry.

You looked around your room again looking over every little detail. The still tidy room was just as you left it. Plushies put away, paints organized, bed made, and the floor clean. Your eyes glanced over the basket on the floor and your heart skipped. Your head swiveled back as your eyes scanned it once more. Leaning down you picked at the shirt and pants shaking them out. A pair of socks fell from the pant leg, but nothing else. With dread it dawned on you. The panties you had worn not even an hour ago were missing.

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[Y/N]

Wally

[Wally]

Yes?

[Y/N]

Where are they?

[Wally]

Where is what?

[Y/N]

My panties

[Wally]

Stolen, I presume?

[Y/N]

By you

Where are they?

[Wally]

You're welcome to check my room, Y/N

Do you want to come in?

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You heard the music dip low in the furthest room. You heard the door click as the knob turned. Your heart pounded in your chest as you heard him chuckle from deep within his room.