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Imagine:

You and Gojo are friends way before the Shibuya incident, around the time Geto left so when he told you he was leaving for Shibuya it made you nervous. You and him always had this odd tension. On one hand it was like you and him were a couple. Everyone could see it. The way his teasing attitude changed ever so slightly into something sweeter. The way you smiled wider when he was there. It was obvious but neither of you acted on it until now..

His hands placed firmly on your hips, his lips moving skillfully against your, suffocating you in the taste of sweets. His tongue exploring your as if he was a starved man who needed something to settle his hungry. His lips only moved closer to yours when you tried to pull away for air. His hand slightly tightening their hold on you as you let out gentle sounds against his lips. It was only after he couldn't breathe that he pulled back.

A string if saliva connected you lips to his. Your lips puffy and red, his similar but a bit less bitten raw due to him doing the one biting your lips. His soft pants didn't change his cheeky grin as he put his finger against your bottom lip holding back kissing you once more.

"Does this mean we're more than friends?~"

Author's note: Hi you all! It's been a while hasn't it? I'm super sorry but i'm gonna try to get stuff out for you all and fix my material list since someome brought it to my attention that the links are really working. Please be patient and be ready for fics of all kinds! Welcome home, Blue lock, Danganronpa, and many more!

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"Why is it still raining..."

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CW: Wally Darling x Reader, Sad!Reader, based on ''Rain'' by Jack Stauber, minor kissing (on hands), Soft!Wally, angst to fluff

Authors note; sorry this sucks and is short and vwry cringey it's like 3 am where i live, i'm also sorry for not posting in a long time. I'll be posting again soon, and i'm doing Spider-Man/Spider-Verse stuff too :)

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Soft rain could be heard all around the neighborhood as the clouds weep. The sounds of the soft droplets against items was clear, it wasn't hard to head such rapid sounds. To most in the neighborhood they enjoyed the rain. Barnaby and Wally sat drinking juice in their raincoats, Julie and Sally danced in the puddle, Frank spoke with Eddie under a umbrella, even Poppy and Howdy were hanging around his shop listening to the lovely sounds of the weeping skies. Yet, there was one person who stood in a mix of sadness and shock. (Y/N), (Y/N) (L/N).

(H/c) hair stuck to (s/c) skin, the wet strands moving ever so slightly in the cold wind. (E/c) eyes stared dully at the sky, water running down their body forcing their clothes to stick to their skin. As the water ran down (s/c) skin they moved a bit under a tree to get away from the rain yet somehow the water seemed to keep pouring down on their body.

"Why.. Why is it still raining.. I did everything i was suppose too, that's not fair.." their voice soft as they kept looking up at the weeping sky. While the (h/c) haired individual stared at the sky, Wally had noticed their disappearance from his side. His head turned, lazy, half lidded eyes travelling along his friends before locking on the wet individual standing under a tree.

Wally stood up excusing himself from Barnaby, placing his glass of juice down as he made his way over to his partner. Small hands gently reached out grabbing onto (Y/N)'s hand causing them to look down at him. Their eyes softened as they stared at him.

"Wally..'' (Y/N) mumbled, their voice almost completely muffled by the sound of the rain. Wally's half-lidded eyes softening as he pulled their hand up closer to his lips pressing his lips against their skin.

"It's okay, I love you (Y/N)" wally smiled a bit against their hand as tears welled in their eyes. Wally smiled a bit more as he wrapped his arms around their waist laying against their chest with his cheek. The rain beading down his raincoat and their water coated body. He didn't move, as he held onto their cold, shivering wet body.

Barnaby couldn't help but chuckle a bit as he watched the scene from afar. (Y/N) face in their hands as they sobbed. Wally who held himself against their waist offering quiet comfort, allowing them to cry without interruption.

Sometimes all anyone needs is some rain to wash away their tears..

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Should i make some nsfw headcanons for bllk characters?

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Imagine:

Imagine Wally's having a bad day, something that doesn't often happen and he goes to you looking for comfort to get away from the negative thoughts he's had quickly slumping his body onto yours the moment you open your arms for him. Small arms wrap tightly around your waist holding onto you as if his life depended on it. His eyes heavy as he presses his ear against your chest listening to the soft sounds of your beating heart allowing the sounds to soothe his heavy head.

As you gently rub your hand along his back he mumbles such a soft request, one that makes your heart melt: "Say, 'I love you". Such a small request, one of which you are happy to fill. "I love you." your words went straight over his head as Wally glanced up at you his eyes still heavy with something you couldn't quite place "Say it again.." your gaze softened as your repeated the three words. You watched in soft awe when half lidded eyes widened ever so slightly, shining like a child who had received a new toy. "Again.." and as your repeated the words again and again, willing to repeat the phrase a million times over if he so wished, he smiled. Wally's smile was gentle, pure and sweet aside from the obvious exhaustion that laced his feature. Finally, after a few more times he finally gave you a response back;

"I love you too."

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Imagine:

Imagine having your head laid gently on Wally's thigh, your arms wrapped loosely around his leg as he gentle strokes your hair. His fingers smoothing out any stray pieces, his half lidded eyes staring down at you lovingly. You were so perfect in his eyes. Your eyes staring back at him with almost as much love as his, but the love that swirled in his eyes was much more intense. As he gently removed his hand from your hair moving it to your cheek cupping your face in his small hand, tilting it upwards as he leaned down.

Your eyes closed as you expected a kiss only to hear Wally's odd laughter. Opening your eyes you see Wally smiling, a soft red dusting his cheeks. "My my neighbor, you seem eager for a kiss." his voice rang through your ears. A small pout formed on your lips only for it to swiftly be kissed away. Your eyes closed, a cheeky smile making it on your face as you pressed against his lips. Wally pulled back pressing more kisses against your face. Your nose, cheeks, and forehead all were subject to attack with Wally's kisses. And as your laughed your heart out, leaning closer to him to give him better access to your face, Wally's eyes sparkled.

You truly were the most perfect being in his eyes..

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Hi hi! I wanted to know if you request are still open. If they are i wanted Wally Darling comfort where reader is having a hard time and wally comforts them

Sure no problem :) this actually made me feel a lot better having a pretty hard past few days so thanks for this request.

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"Everything will be fine"

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Cw: Wally Darling x Reader, gender neutral reader, reader had a bad week, Wally being supportive bf, pre established relationship (dating), kissing (very mild and soft), first person pov, reader cries, minor angst to fluff, tooth rotting fluff, short like Wally-, kinda sucks srry

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Why?

Why did everything have to go wrong?

It felt like everything was against you.

Like the world was turned against you.

It all started earlier that week when Howdy asked you to help out around the shop which you happily agreed too. You ended up falling from a stool, dropping all the items you were holding and landing on your hand which caused you to sprain your wrist. Howdy apologised profusely but you reassured him it wasn't his fault that it was yours for not being careful. But things seemed only to get worse.

Later that week you went to help Sally with one of her plays only to forget all your lines during the performance. Sally told you it was fine and that the play was still fun especially when you both had to improvise but it left a sour taste in your mouth. You almost burnt the cookies you were baking with Poppy. Almost fell out a tree while watching butterflies with Frank. Almost made Eddie fall after tripping over your own feet. And even dropped fruit punch all over yourself when you were setting up for a tea party with Barnaby and Julie.

It was like the world hated you. Like it was out to get you just for existing. Tears gathered in your eyes as you sat on a couch in Wally's house. Wally had invited you over a few minutes ago to have a painting date. Mainly he would paint and you would pose. It was always a lovely arrangement but the events of the week begun to make your emotions act up forcing tears out of your eyes. Tears slowly slipped down your cheeks as you choked back a sob.

As more tears fell down your now wet cheeks you heard footsteps walk into the room and closer to your area. You didn't have to wonder who it was when you felt arms wrap around your shoulders. Wally said nothing as he held you, allowing your body to shake with each sob that racked your body. You heard Wally hum gently. He was humming "Beautiful Dreamer" a song Barnaby had introduced him too. It always seemed that Wally loved that song often humming it to you or singing it to Home.

The soft sound of Wally's humming alongside a gentle hand rubbing through your hair helped you calm down a bit. You were still a mess. Your eyes red and puffy, tears still rolling down your face onto Wally's cardigan, (h/c) haid stuck to your face but your breathing was a bit more steady and you weren't sobbing as much. Wally gently leaned you back, just enough to roll his sleeve down wiping the tears from your face even as new ones fell with such gentleness you felt like you were going to melt.

"Everything will be okay." his soft voice rang through your ears as you stared at his half lidded eyes. He gazed at you like you were something so precious that he couldn't look away. You could feel the warmth in his eyes. The love that constantly swirled around in dark iris everytime you looked at him. Before you could speak Wally leaned forward placing a soft kiss against your lips. More tears welled up in your eyes as you wrapped your arms around his waist pulling him as close to you as you could. You felt Wally smile at against you before he pulled back. His eyes were glossy like he was in a daze. A expression you had come to love.

"No more crying now, I don't want the apple of my eye to become soggy" he teased, placing gentle kisses against your cheeks and under your eyes effectively kissing away your tears. You couldn't help but giggle. The soft kisses, the corny joke, the warmth that Wally provided all of it made you feel better. You always felt better in Wally's arms. He made you feel safe and loved with little effort. It was one of his many charms. You sniffled a bit, a small broken sob leaving your quivering lips. "Okay.. No more crying." you muttered, your voice hoarse. Wally smiled once more, the warmth that seeped out of his smile warming your heart from the inside out.

"Good, now go wipe your face. I'm only going to paint my lovely honeycrisp if their smiling." you smiled at the apple themed nickname nodding as you got up walking off to get cleaned up. As you were walking you heard Home make a few creaking noises and Wally sigh.

"I know Home, (Y/N) is beautiful even when they cry."

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Just give me one more chance, one more glance

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Cw: Yandere Wally Darling x Reader, gender neutral reader, reader doesn't like Wally, mentions of kidnapping, mentions of Wally stalking reader, Wally traps reader in Home, being stared at, angst no fluff

Song that I was listening to when making this:

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It had been a few months since you arrived in the neighborhood, and you loved it. The bright colors, fun neighbors, the lovely weather, all of it you loved. Everyone was so nice and you always had so much fun playing with them. You and Sally were particularly close. You and her had so much fun making plays for the others. She would ask Poppy to help make costumes, and make the props, while you helped write scripts and drew out parts in vice versa.

Though there was one person you didn't really get along with. That person being none other than Wally Darling, the Darling of the neighborhood. You don't know why but you never really got along with him and you didn't try to fix it. He just got on your nerves in a way no one else did, so you kept your distance from him and his weird house. Everyone knew you didn't really like Wally so they never pushed you to interact with him. If Wally was talking to Julie when you needed her, she would excuse herself and come to you. If Wally was with Barnaby but you were nearby, Barnaby would walk the opposite direction of you and speak to Wally so he wouldn't bother you. It helped a lot and you didn't have to interact with Wally much but it seemed Wally wanted to interact with you. Whenever he saw you he would try to speak with you, you even caught him staring at you a few times much to your dismay. But nothing prepared you for what was to happen..

Julie was holding a tea party and asked if you wanted to come which you agreed too, not wanting to let your friend down. You baked a few treats and made your way to Julie's house. When you arrived you were greeted by the others. Poppy was setting up the snack on a table, Barnaby was telling jokes to Sally who was wheezing from her own laughter, Frank and Eddie were talking about butterflies, and Julie was with Howdy giggling away as he explained why she couldn't have anymore stickers. It was so lively, the kind of atmosphere you enjoyed because your friends were having so much fun. You walked over to Poppy placing your snacks on the table chatting with her a bit before making your way over to Julie. However you were stopped by a pair of hands grabbing your end of your top. When you looked back you saw Wally smiling at you with half lidded eyes.

Your body recoiled a bit, your expression changing from one of bliss to one of irritation. "What?" you asked, your voice laced with the same irritation shown on your face. "I wanted to talk" he stated, his smooth voice making you sick to your stomach. You didn't want to talk but you knew if you refused he would bug you about it so you just nodded in agreement as he let go of your shirt. "Let go talk at Home, there will be more privacy." he suggested causing you to reluctantly nod, a bit weirded out by Wally's statement. Everyone knew you didn't like Home. The thought of being inside a sentient house made you uncomfortable but you followed Wally anyway just wanting to hurry up with the conversation so you could get back to your friends.

As you walked you started to get the sense of being watched. You looked around, looking to find anything that could looking at you. When you turned your head towards Wally you noticed the pair of eyes staring at you from beside him. Your eyes travelled immediately locking on with the eyes of Wally's sentient house. You felt shivers run down your body as you stopped walking. You felt like you couldn't move. Like Home's eyes were locking you in place and you felt uncomfortable. Suddenly you felt a hand on yours. Your body jerked back, your head immediately whipping around to stare at Wally. And surprisingly large eyes were staring back at you. "What's wrong Neighbor? You seemed to have spaced out." he voiced. You blinked a few times, your head trying to wrap around what happened. You turned back to look at Home only to find the house no longer staring at you. "It's um nothing.. So what did you want.."

Wally moved back a bit giving you a little space not like he was giving you much. "I want to know why you don't like me. Is it something I did?" he questioned not wasting a second to ask start moving this topic about. "Why does it matter? It's not like we're friends so why do you care.." you mumbled, questioning his motives as he once again moved closer to you, his hands cupping yours as he tilted his head up at you. "Because I really like you, and your so nice to everyone else so why can't I get the same treatment." he retorted. You rolled your eyes snatching your hands away before crossing you arms staring at the shorter male. "I don't have to tell you anything. All you need to know is that you annoy me and I want you to leave me alone." you muttered, your voice low from already growing impatient.

Wally's hand reached out to you again, this time grabbing ahold of your shirt pulling you down closer to his height. He just stared at you, his eyes wide and sharp. You wanted to move but the same feeling you got when Home stared at you, you were now getting from Wally. "I want a actual answer" he pressed, his eyes never once leaving your form. "I.." you paused feeling Wally hand loosen on your shirt moving it to your hair pushing (h/c) strands away from your face as he waited for your answer.

You couldn't answer. You didn't have a answer. You just never liked Wally and no one ever tried to force a reason out of you but here the man you swore you despised was waiting for you to answer him on why you didn't like him. After a few moments of silence Wally let out a broken laugh, his odd, and very much stupid; in your opinion, broken laugh.

"You don't know why you don't like me do you Neighbor?" he questioned. Your silence provided him with the answer he needed. He knew you didn't have a reason for not liking him at least not one that you knew of at that moment. You just didn't like him and Wally wasn't going to let you keep on avoiding him over something you didn't know. Wally smiled lazily at you, his eyes going back to their usual half lidded state before you saw Home's door open. You went to speak only to be pushed inside right when you about ask what was going on. "What the! Wally let me out!" you shouted, banging on Home's door. Outside you could see Wally put a finger infront of his lips signalling you to be quiet before he walked back off to Julie's place.

You were bewildered by what happened. You never expected something like this from the short male, and you didn't know what to make of it. For the first few hours you kicked, screamed and banged on things trying to convince Home to let you out only to be denied by the sentient house. You quickly lost energy with how much you had done, falling onto the floor near the couch just a few hours later. You don't know how much time passed before Home's door opened revealing Wally with a few bags of what seemed to be sweets, snacks and medicine.

"I told Julie you felt sick and headed back to your house, they send you well wishes." his soft voiced filled Home's interior as Wally walked inside closing the door behind him. Placing the bags down, Wally made his way to you bending down next to your slumped over form looking like he was admiring your exhausted form. "Why.. Why are you doing this.." you mumbled, your voice becoming thick with sleep due to your body beginning to give out, trying to force you to sleep. Wally let out a small hum in acknowledgment, acknowledging your question. "Because I think your the most Neighbor." you blinked slowly, trying to figure out what his response meant when Wally pulled your arm over his shoulder pulling you up and placing you on the couch. Once you were placed on the couch you felt a gentle kiss be placed against your cheek, then your nose and finally your forehead. That's when it clicked. The reason Wally was doing this wasn't for something shallow like getting back at you for avoiding him. He was doing it because he loved you. The staring, the following, trying to get your attention. All of it was to show you his love and you ignored him only wishing for him to leave you alone. As your eyes got heavy you turned your head to gaze at Wally who was staring at you with big eyes like a cat admiring something it loved. "Get some rest Neighbor. I'll watch over you." you nodded weakly to exhausted to fight back or retort. And as you closed you eyes allowing the darkness to fill your mind you heard just a few words that confirmed you thought;

"I love you Neighbor."

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Hey neighbour! I don't know if ur still taking request,,

Can I ask for a howdy x human! reader but the reader is seriously injured and they're from our world!

Maybe like, when the reader gets transported into Welcome home they get injured on the way?

Sure! This was actually pretty fun to do! I love this kind of trope! I didn't know if you wanted it platonic or romantic so I only made it platonic, I can always make it a romantic fic for Howdy later for you! I hope you enjoy!

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Treated Injuries

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Cw: Howdy Pillar x Injured Human!Reader, gender neutral reader, reader is from our world, getting transported, reader is seriously injured, mentions of blood, serious wounds, mentions of being attacked, reader gets stabbed, angst to fluff, platonic

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You don't remember much about what happened or what was even going on, all you remember was someone blindfolding you from behind before getting attacked on your way home. Your were stomped on, kicked, punched, you even felt a knife dig itself into your skin forcing crimson red liquid to pour from your body.

By the end of the assault you were covered in wounds, blood and dirt. Dirt clung to your now messy (h/c) hair, and (s/c) skin. Blood stained your clothes, mixing with the dirt that laid on your skin and smudged across wounds. You could barely move. You felt like your dominant wrist was damaged, your leg was definitely broken from the odd bent it had, there was a large stab wound along your side, you could even feel bruising forming on your ribs. Blisters and bruises laced your lip as the blood ran down it dripping onto your clothes. You were in no position to get up. You couldn't even talk, most likely having messed up your vocal chords from how much you screamed. It felt like everything was out to get you.

Why did this have to happen to you of all people?

Why were you always the one in some form of pain?

As the questions of why this happened to you, you begun thinking back to your childhood when your life was at least a bit peaceful. You use to run around with friends, dance around to the music playing in the streets, eat junk and laugh, but there was one memory that you favored over the rest. It was the memory of you watching a show called "Welcome Home" the first time you met your favorite character, Howdy Pillar.

In the episode you vividly remembered Howdy refusing to let Wally inside due to the smaller male taking his apples the day before. The moment you laid eyes on him you knew he was going to be your favorite. Howdy was quick witted, charismatic and overall a joy to watch. It was always the light of your day watching Howdy scold Wally for knocking over his apples, handing out glitter glue to Sally for her plays, helping Julie pick out hair accessories, joking around with Barnaby and so much more. Tears welled in your (e/c) eyes slowly pouring down leaving wet streaks against your dirtied cheeks. What you would give to watch Howdy on your tv again. To watch him smile so kindly when helping his fellow residence. To be a kid again without a care in the world. As the thoughts of your mind began to grow your eyesight begun to blur, then your vision went black and no more thoughts plagued your mind.

Slowly you were awaken, hearing the sounds of muffled speech and soft mumbles. Bright light forced your eyes to stay mostly shut as you were faced with a red hot pain throughout your limbs. What was going on? Due to the light you couldn't open your eyes fully, but you could tell you were no longer on the street near your house. What even happened? You remembered getting attacked then things turning black, but you didn't remember getting moved or hearing sirens at all. So where were you?

Before you could think more, you heard a door open and soft footsteps coming near you. You braced yourself for the worst but you heard something click and through your most shut eyes you could see the lights had been dimmed. "I'm sorry about that, when Julie heard I brought someone back she immediately cut on the lights. I hope you aren't too upset about it." a gentle voice called out to you. Wait, did you know that voice? It sounded familiar but it was unclear why. Turning your head towards the voice, your eyes slowly opening trying to adjust to your environment.

When you opened your eyes you were met with a familiar face. Oh, so thats why the voice sounded so familiar. The green fleece skin, the blue pompadour, the four arms and legs. It was Howdy, Howdy Pillar from Welcome Home. But how? Where you dreaming? You went to speak, wanting to know what was going on only to feel a sharp pain go through your throat causing you to wince. Howdy's eyebrows furrowed a bit, one of his hands grabbing a glass of water from a table while another one held you up gently in a sitting position. The hand helped you drink the water, a few soft coughs escaped your lips after a few sips before Howdy sat the glass back down still holding you up.

"Your vocal chords are damaged, so I would hold off on talking for a bit." he started, his voiced laced with worry as he begun telling you about your body's current situation. "When I found you behind my shop you were badly hurt. You were covered in blood and unconscious so I brought you inside to get you fixed up. Your leg is broken, your wrist fracture, you have a large gash along your side and your ribs seem to be bruised." Howdy paused, his expression one full of concern. "I was worried, you seemed to have lost a lot of blood so I'm glad your awake. Do you feel any better?" he asked. The question making you nod your head a bit, the action made Howdy smile a bit, one that seemed to be out of relief.

"That's good." Howdy went to say something else before the look of concern quickly returned to his features. "Are you sure? Your crying." his voice was soft as he used one of his free hands to gently wipe your tears. You hadn't even realized you were crying, let alone shaking. Everything that had happened came at you like a brick and your body could make you do nothing but cry. Large globs of tears fell from your eyes at a fast pace as your body shook forcing broken sobs from your lips. Howdy said nothing instead opting to gently wrap his arms around you, holding you in a warm embrace. Your cheek laid against his chest, warm tears staining his apron. Your body hurt, hurt more than it ever had but you really couldn't think of that. Howdy's gentle embrace, soft patting of your head and kind praises filled your mind helping you find peace in such a dangerous and confusing situation.

Even if you couldn't see it, you could bet Howdy was worried that worry most likely showing on his face. Slowly lifting your head up, tears blurring your vision you expected a look of worry but instead you saw a small smile. A smile that held calmness even if you tell by his eyes he was concerned. He was smiling for you. He was trying to make you feel better by smiling. Something about his smile made you break out a wobbly smile of your own. Tears stained your face and from what you could see your bandages. Your nose was running, and you felt awful but Howdy didn't seem to care about your appearance. He only cared that you were safe and that was more than enough for you to feel some sort of relief from the horrid situation. You were attacked cut and dry. You were injured beyond belief but you were able to get something good out of it. You got to see Howdy. Even if it felt like a dream, you got to see the one thing you had always loved.

A gentle hand ran across your hair, pushig messy strands from your face while another one cleaned your tears with a sleeve. You felt a tissue press against your nose as you stared at Howdy. "Blow" he said softly, signalling for you to blow into the tissue which you did reluctantly. He asked this of you a few more times before you shook your head showing him you were fine. You were placed back on what you now knew was a bed, propping your body up with pillows for extra comfort. "I'm Howdy, Howdy Pillar it's nice to meet you (Y/n)." he said softly. Huh? How did he know your name. You must've had a look of confusion because Howdy chuckled pulling out your wallet showing your ID, drivers license and other identification. "I found out because of this." if you could sigh you would've but instead you nodded. Howdy smiled gently at you placing your wallet next to the glass of water on the table. He went to speak only to be cut off by the sound of knocking. Before Howdy could ask who it was, the door opened revealing two others you recognized as Wally Darling and Julie Joyful.

Julie must've opened the door while Wally stood beside her holding a basket. The smell of baked goods filled the room as Julie and Wally walked inside. "Hey Howdy! We brought some snacks Poppy made for our new neighbor!" Julie exclaimed, Wally held up the basket when the energetic girl spoke of snacks. "She wanted to make sure we got to them here before they got too cold!" Howdy nodded one of his hands reaching out for the basket which Wally handed over without much of a fuss. "I will set these with their other things, thanks you two." Howdy spoke kindly to the two individuals who now stood in the room. Julie smiled proudly while Wally turned his attention to you.

Quietly the small male padded his way over, placing a small box of flashcards on your lap. "Howdy told us you can't speak right now so Sally made flashcards for you so you could speak." Wally's soft voice told you about the kind bundle of sunshine; literally, who was nice enough to give you a way to communicate due to not being able to use your dominant hand from it's fracture. You smiled at the small male nodding your head showing your understanding. "That's enough now." Howdy spoke his hands pushing Wally and Julie out the door. "We should leave (Y/N) alone, they need rest." Wally nodded in agreement as Julie waved goodbye to you happily. "Bye bye (Y/N)! We'll come vist you later!" Julie's sweet voice called out from outside the room. "Get some rest." Wally stated, before walking out the room completely. Howdy sighed gently turning back to you. "I'll be back to check on you after I close up shop okay?" you nodded, smiling at Howdy who in turn smiled back once more. "Alright then, get some rest." and with that you were all alone. Even though you were alone you didn't feel lonely. Maybe it was the shock of what happened. Or maybe even the confusion but you felt more loved than you had in a while. If this was a dream you wanted it to last forever. Your eyes slowly closed, black clouding your vision as you rethought of Howdy's soft words from when you were crying.

"Don't cry, your safe now."

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When we're off together dancing Cheek to Cheek

Pt 1

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CW: Welcome Home characters x Reader, gender neutral reader, pre established relationship, kisses (neck, ear, cheek and butterflu kisses along reader's face), Wally is canon height (12 apples tall so short), Characters and Reader dance together, Reader picks Wally up, Julie is called by she/they pronouns (she is canonically genderfluid) headcanons+scenario, Tooth rotting fluff

Characters: Wally Darling, Julie Joyful, Barnaby B. Beagle

Song that inspired this fic:

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Wally Darling 👁👁:

Wally and you dancing together would be so much fun as long as you stay mindful of his height.

Due to Wally being much shorter than you, dancing can be a bit difficult..

But don't worry things are fine because you can just pick him up!

Sure he goes limp at first, especially if you hug him before grabbing him but he's usually fine after a while and has no issue holding your hand as you sway around twirling him along with you.

This actually makes him so happy.

Just having your fingers laced with his as you happily sway around, sometimes even wrap his legs around your waist to stay secure as you dance around the floor holding him close makes him happy to be so close to you.

His head will naturally lay against your shoulder, occasionally burying his face in your neck enjoying just being near you.

While you dance around you can always feel Wally's hand near the back of your neck playing with your ears or hair, you can even feel his eyes watch you as you dance.

You have caught him multiple times staring at you with wide eyes, eyes dilated beyond belief watching you with intense focus.

When this happens sometimes you'll indulge him and stare back easily noticing how he smiles warmly at your effort to return his eye contact.

If you don't indulge him and look away instead, you can hear him sigh but he won't comment on it, especially if you get creeped out by staring. He will try to understand and cut down on it by completely nuzzling himself into your neck covering his eyes to make you more comfortable.

However even if his eyes are covered you aren't getting away from the neck kisses.

Wally never kisses your neck to start anything, it more as a way to show you he appreciates your efforts to dance with him and since he doesn't want to move from his spot to kiss your hand, he'll just kiss your neck and on occasion your ear if your neck is covered.

The kisses are gentle, soft, and feathery as if he's afraid you'll break if he kisses you to hard by accident.

If your ticklish and your neck or ears are sensitive he'll blow against the skin to make you laugh as you try to focus on dancing.

If your skin is sensitive but not ticklish he'll be extra gentle when he placed kisses there.

If your get embarrassed about the kisses he'll coo at you lovingly, admiring the red that spreads along your face or ears even placing extra kisses against the areas to see the color darken.

By the end of the dance you are either holding back laughter or a embarrassed mess when you put Wally down, who in turn will place a soft kiss against your hand as he thanks you for the dance with a small little smile.

Expect lots of dances when at Wally's place, often to songs he picked up from Barnaby.

Wally likes dancing with you in the comfort of Home because he know Barnaby will tease him if he saw the way you two dance, plus Home enjoys listening to the music, along with the soft laughs and sweet words exchanged between you two.

Just make sure to add a few songs Home likes, it makes Home happy and Wally even happier knowing you added songs for his sentient house to enjoy.

He never loved you more (*´ ˘ `*)

The sound of soft music filled Home's interior as you swayed around the living room Wally held gently in your arms holding one of his hands while you made your way around the room dancing. A small smile gracing your face each time Wally cling closer onto you, his head laid on your shoulder with his eyes peering up at you staring at you like the way a cat would stare at something it loved before ultimately hiding his face in the crook of your neck. You let out a small giggle amused by your partners actions.

"Wally, what are you doing my love?" you questioned, Wally only hummed in acknowledgment to your question. A gentle hand gripped yours softly as you continued to sway to the music that played on the record player behind you. "Nothing, just wondering how I got so lucky." he said, his voice laced with honey, a sound so charming it made your ears flush. Wally must've noticed because you heard him let out his odd little laugh before placing a kiss against your neck causing the color on your ears to darken.

"Truly, how did I get so lucky?"

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Julie Joyful🎉:

Dancing with Julie is always fun and often a bit of chaotic.

Due to Julie's hyperactive personality it's hard to slow dance with her but it's really easy to get her caught up in music and odd dances.

Swinging each other around, jumping up onto things, even twirling until you both feel sick is normal when Julie wants to dance.

However when Julie calms down or has less thoughts running through their mind slow dancing is so sweet and gentle.

When Julie is calm they'll wrap their arms around your waist swaying along with whatever you pace you are.

Her hand will lace itself with yours holding your close with your cheeks touching while you both dance.

Sure, she enjoys dancing around while twirling or jumping but having you so close also makes her happy.

Having both of your cheeks touching usually makes her giggle and try to hold you closer even if it's hard to because you still need room to move at least a little.

Julie loves messing with you when your so close, its just a bit of harmless fun.

She'll play with your hair as you sway her back and forth around the floor, the suddenly you feel slender fingers tickle you.

She does it every single time you both slow dance which is way you often opt for chaotic dances from Julie to play around and have fun istead of constantly tickling you.

Aside from that Julie is quick to shower you in kisses when you two dance.

It doesn't matter if your dancing chaotically or slow dancing, you are getting kissed no matter how much you try to run away.

It's like her lips somehow shower over your face in quick pecks forcing smiles, giggles and embarrassed grunts from you while Julie smiles joyfully at you.

Occasionally they'll put on lipstick and shower you in butterfly kisses littering your face with bright colored stains that make you look like a painting.

If you return the favors by tickling or kissing her the same way she is over the moon.

Your just so fun and Julie loves it! ( ˘ ³˘)

Laughter could be heard throught the streets of the neighborhood and it was clear to everyone who heard it that two people were out having fun.

Julie's lips once more shoved themselves against your stained skin, the bright blue lipstick littering your skin with yet another mark as your twirled her around causing her to laugh. "Stop dancing! I wanna give you more kisses!" she declared going in to kiss your face once more only for you to sway her causing more laugh to fall from her blue stained lips. "Come on we can dance after!" they whined out a bit childishly, her arm wrapped around your waist, while the other laid on your neck. She went to say something else before you kissed her cheek making her stop. A large smile growing on their face, their eyes twinkling happily at the sweet gesture. She was so happy as you continued to shower her face in gentle kisses, twirling her around adding to her serotonin. Once you finally stopped Julie was out of breath from how much they had laughed.

"Aw! I love you so much my jelly bean!"

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Barnaby B. Beagle 🐶:

Barnaby and you dancing is like the definition of wholesome.

You both are cracking jokes, teasing the other and over all having so much fun.

Barnaby is funny and will be the one to suggest the dance to make some jokes which you accept thinking it would be a great time to do the same.

Barnaby is rather tall and more times than not you have to look up at him to look him in the eyes so dancing is a bit of a challenge.

But no worries! Barnaby has a solution!

That solution is either making you wear stilts or holding you a bit off the ground to make you more comfortable.

If you don't like either option Barnaby will hold you close as you both dance while cracking jokes about your height much to your dismay.

No worry though, Barnaby is more than happy to let you crack your own jokes even encouraging them whenever you two are around each other.

Even if your jokes are trash Barnaby will still laugh at them, genuinely think they were funny despite you and everyone else collectively agreeing that it sucked.

Barnaby will kiss your cheek occasionally while he sways you around, laughing and joking if you look pouty or embarrassed afterward.

He thinks it's so much fun to bother you like this and you don't oppose to it so it's fine in his opinion.

He loved you and it's hilarious watching you struggle to hold on as he twirls you around just bit to much or a tad to fast.

It's not his fault your so cute and small, he's just reacting to you being so cute by telling jokes and teasing you just enough to be flustered.

What can he say, he likes cute small things. Ask his best friend Wally （·３·）

"Barnaby stop! I'm gonna fall!" your terror filled voice rang through the woods where Barnaby had taken you to what he said was going to be a 'peaceful' dance. Well he lied.

The moment you two got to the woods you had nothing but Barnaby joking and teasing you. Due to the land you opted for no stilts, which gave Barnaby the perfect chance to mess with you. The moment Barnaby had picked you up he started spinning you around, your feet were barely off the ground when he started to spin you and you were having a hard time not laughing or struggling to not fall as you cling to Barnaby's rainbow vest and he did was laugh at your struggling. He thought it was funny to see you whine and cling to him like a animal avoiding water. Slowly he stopped his pace of twirling keeping his hand laid firmly on your back as you looked at him pouting clearly unamused by his joke. "Aw don't look at me like that sugar pea'' he teased holding you close as you couldn't help but giggle.

"You gotta learn how to take a joke."

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Painting buddies

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CW: Wally Darling x Artist Reader, gender neutral reader, reader and Wally have a pre established relationship (friendship with mutual crushing), minorly romantic, kissing (only on the hand and cheek) first person pov, just tooth rotting fluff

Short like Wally's legs （‐＾▽＾‐）

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Everything was perfect, if you could you would stay like this forever.

The sun high in the sky just slightly hidden by clouds. The birds chirping making soft sounds and songs. The wind blewing through your (h/c) hair and across your face. The soft grass that you sat on mildly damp from morning dew. Even the paint that so easily glided across the canvas you painted on as you sat behind your house in the woods not to far away was perfect.

It was easy to escape like this. No matter how much you loved the others sometimes they were a bit too much. They were loud, bright souls whom you loved deeply but sometimes the quiet just felt better. The others often tried their best to accommodate to you by trying their hardness not to be too loud or do too much and it always made you so happy. Though you needed some quiet and space which was why you sat out to paint. You had always loved painting, it helped calm you down and relax. The pretty colors, the ideas that filled your head, even the snell of paint all relaxed you, this time was no different. A small smile graced your lips as you heard the soft sound of the grass behind you start to move.

"How kind of you to join me." you called out to the figure behind you who was holding his easle along with a few brushes and canvas in his small arms obviously having a bit of difficulty but saying nothing about it. "I thought you might like some company, after all painting with someone else can offer new inspiration." Wally's soft voice rang through your ears as he made his way to you, sitting his things beside yours and getting his stuff organized. You noticed he brought no paints most likely opting to use yours instead which you didn't mind, you two had shared a paint pallette more than once so this made little difference. A small giggle left you at his statement your hand never once moving from the painting you started. "I guess so." with that there was comfortable silence aside from Wally settling in and the occasional movement of dipping paint brushes in paints or moving into better positions.

After a while Wally begun to hum, the sound easily cutting the silence filling it with a gentle sound. You recognized the song as one called "Beautiful Dreamer" a song Barnaby had taught you both albeit only the first verse. (E/c) eyes travelled from painting over to Wally who held a relaxed smile while he dragged his brush elegantly along his canvas. Turning your attention back to your own piece of art you begun to hum along with him, the sound of each of you humming mixing to make a gentle melody that laced the air around the two of you.

It seemed as if time moved slower when you were with Wally. The silence wasn't awkward or weird, it was comforting. The silence occasionally being cut with hums, small talk, and the occasional joke. It was nice, the entire atmosphere felt light and it made you happy knowing you had someone to share such a relaxing moment with. Soon enough the sun was beginning to set, the amber light from the sun glazing everything in a beautiful color. Luckly you were already finished with your painting and by the way Wally placed his brush aside it seemed he was finished aswell.

"How about we show each other what we painted on the count of three?" your suggested when you noticed Wally playing with the edge of his canvas as if he didn't wish to show his alone. With a curt nod you started to count. The moment you hit three you both turned your painting around to the other. Your painting contained (favorite thing) in (your art style). The contents of the painting making Wally smile. He had a feeling you would paint that, it was just like you too do something like that. As relaxed eyes stared at your painting, (e/c) eyes stared at the painting in front of you.

The painting had Home in the center with some of your friends but the thing that took you a bit by surprise was the main focus of the piece. Aside from that the base of the painting which was bright and colorful, your eyes were immediately drawn to the dark colors that laced the piece. There were black and red spirals along the piece, it was like Wally didn't like what he had painted and decided to change it last minute. You could feel Wally's eyes on you obviously excepting a comment on the painting he created. Closing your eyes you smiled warmly, a sight that made Wally's eyes widen and dilate.

"I think it's really cool!" you said, your voice happy and truthful making Wally's heart melt at the sweetness in the tone. Opening your eyes you saw Wally's wide eyed stare, the sight a bit creepy but ultimately looking rather cat like to you. Before you could speak Wally grabbed your hand placing a gentle kiss against the back of it then one against your cheek. As you stared at him shocked, confused and flustered he smiled at you with the same warmth you smiled at him with, causing warmth to spread across your cheeks and nose. "I'm glad you like it." his voice was warm, and soothing almost like it was coated in honey. "It's getting late, let's go back to Home and get some rest." he offered, his hand squeezing your firmly as you nodded happy to go along with him.

"That's fine by me." with a few more soft words exchanged you both gathering your things, you even grabbed some of Wally's stuff to help him out despite his protest. You both walked side by side, chatting away about what you should do once you got to Home. You were so caught up in the conversation that you missed the sets of eyes that followed you both as you made your way out of the woods, however Wally didn't but he said nothing deciding it was best to let the others have their moment while you both had yours. After all he could just confront Barnaby about it later.

Bonus:

"I knew it! See I told you Frank, Wally and (Y/N) are in love!" Julie's voice rang through the now empty woods. The male in question sighing, his hand covering his face as his bright eyed friend gushed about seeing how Wally treated you. "Julie it wasn't that hard to figure out. I mean really, do you see the way Wally looks at them?" Frank responded straightforwardly. It wasn't hard for anyone to see how Wally favorited you over the rest so it was easy to tell that their short friend might had been developing a crush on you.

"Calm down Frank, atleast now we know the feeling is mutual between them two." Barnaby butted in placing a hand on Frank's shoulder as he thought back to the sweet conversations you and Wally had shared. Eddie nodded along to Barnaby's words, his own hand reaching and cupping Frank's. "I agree with Barnaby, its good to know." Frank couldn't help but sigh and relax a bit as he looked at the path you and Wally took to leave the woods. A small smile pushed it's way onto his face no matter how hard he tried to hide it. "I guess your right." his voice low as he spoke, in a way he was happy for you more than anyone else. He understood your struggles when it came to noise and how energetic and outgoing everyone else was so seeing you enjoying yourself in your natural state made him happy even if it was with Wally of all people. "I guess your right."

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Welcome Home

♡Headcanons

☆ When were off together dancing cheek to cheek

Wally Darling, Julie Joyful, Barnaby B. Beagle

♡Imagines:

Perfect to Wally

I love you too

♡Wally Darling

♧Fluff:

"What can I say,your a great muse."

Painting buddies

"Everything will be fine"

♤Angst:

"Don't worry safe now, I promise."

Just give me one more chance, one more glance

♡Julie Joyful

♧Fluff:

♤Angst:

♡Barnaby B. Beagle

♧Fluff:

♤Angst:

♡Frank Frankly

♧Fluff:

♤Angst:

♡Eddie Dear

♧Fluff:

♤Angst:

♡Howdy Pillar

♧Fluff:

Treated injuries

♤Angst:

♡Poppy Partridge

♧Fluff:

♤Angst:

♡Sally Starlet

♤Fluff:

♤Angst:

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"Don't worry your safe now, I promise."

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CW: Wally Darling x Platonic!Child Reader, gender neutral reader, minor mentions of neglect, parent issues, parental arguing, reader gets called names, Wally breaking the fourth wall, first person pov, angst to fluff

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It was happening all over again, not like it was unusual for you to hear.

There was yelling, and lots of it between your mother and father. It was normal for you to hear and for a young child's mind you didn't have much attention to give to the pointless screaming match that raged on outside your room. All you cared about were the pretty colors and lovely music that filled your room as a popular show called "Welcome Home" was about to start on the TV.

Your mother had sat you in your room not long before starting the argument with your father over something simple. She turned on the TV, switching it to whatever seemed colorful and childish enough to keep you occupied as she readied herself to yell before she left you locking the room from the outside to keep you from leaving.

This happened more times than not, being locked in the room while your mother did whatever she wanted leaving you alone with your toys, crayons and the tv. This time she placed it on "Welcome Home" a show that had become popular and you were immediately interested in the moment the colors shined on the screen.

You sat patiently as the title card appeared signalling the show was about to start. The screen soon bloomed into a beautiful colorful neighborhood with a guy painting beside a house. As the camera panned in the guy turned, acknowledging the presence of the viewer. Half lidded eyes turned to the camera with a small smile. "Hello there Neighbor, I was wondering when you would show up." he teased, his voice soft, a voice you never really heard from your parents.

"How are you today Neighbor?" he questioned, silence following after aside from the light music that played behind him. Only after a bit did you realize he was waiting for you, a large smile graced your face as you happily responded unaware of the generic question. "I'm good!" After a bit Wally smiled once more, "That's good." he responded placing his paintbrush down beside him, completely turning to face the viewer. "How about we go talk to Barnaby today? I'm sure he would like that." Quickly nodding your head agreeing to the idea as he stood from his seat. "Alright then Neighbor, let's go."

Who knows how long that argument lasted, the only way you could tell it was over was the loud slam of the front door and walking around the house, but you didn't really care you were more interested in talking to Wally who happily spent his time with you playing with friends, bothering others and talking to you. Even though it was generic how Wally would speak to you, asking easy questions and pointing things out it was the most attention you had in a while. Before you knew it the episode was ending. Wally sat infront of his house, a place you now knew as Home holding his hands in his lap.

"It seems that's it for today. It was really fun wasn't it Neighbor? I can't wait to see what we do tomorrow, goodbye Neighbor." slowly the camera panned out, the ending song playing as Wally waved goodbye to the viewer. Sadness laced your face as the screen changed to something else, waving goodbye to your new friend.

This soon became a daily routine. Everyday around the same time one of your parents would put Welcome Home on for you as they went to do what they wanted or needed to do. Your mother would go off to go with friends or hang out with others while your father worked living you alone with Wally. Wally was always so happy to see you, and you felt the same. He would ask you about your day, offer to see his friends, play games and hang out with the residents of the neighborhood before saying some kind words then waving goodbye before the next episode played. It was the normal generic stuff for children cartoons but it felt so directed at you, like he saw you and was talking with you.

Things were fine for a few months until your parents got into a large about you. Your mother was upset with you for bothering her while on the way home and called you dramatic when you had begun go cry. This lead to your father screaming at your mother causing her to scream back. All of it was to much even for a child. Large tears filled your (e/c) eyes as you ran to your room. The tv was already on when you got there; due to you forgetting to turn it off earlier, the title card of Welcome Home was playing showing you that show was a about to start. Grabbing your favorite blanket you curled into it, before walking over to the brightly colored screen.

The screen changed showing Wally sitting on the floor by a window, drawing something on a piece of paper. As the camera got closer he perked up, his head turning to acknowledge the viewer about to say something before he paused no words leaving him as he stared. It felt as if he was staring at you, no words being said making you worried something was wrong.

"Wally?" you mumbled gently, soft sniffles leaving you as the tears that filled your eyes rolled down your cheeks in large globs staining your cheeks with wet streaks. Even with your voice calling out to him he didn't say a word only standing up walking closer to the camera as if he was trying to get closer to you.

"You seem sad, what's wrong Neighbor?" he asked, his voice soft, even gentle as he spoke his head tilting to the side as he waited for a answer. You nodded, your (h/c) hair bouncing a bit with each nod. "I'm fine, don't worry Wally!" your voice wavering at the ends as you said his name as happily as you could. Though Wally didn't look convinced. "Are you sure Neighbor? You seem to be crying-" before he could finish the tv begun to glitch suddenly placing the camera in a scene with Julie and Sally peforming a play with Wally sitting beside Barnaby smiling at the two peforming some line.

Confused as you were, you smiled happy to see the characters you loved so much having fun and including you in their games. You had fun bouncing around reading lines from a script Sally held up for the viewer as they played a part in her play. Julie played jump rope with you. Frank let you watch the butterflies. Eddie gave you some mail. Howdy let you take some crayons. And so much more. The happy episode made you feel better after what happened with your mother earlier that day. At the end of the episode it was just you, Wally and Home just like before. Wally seemed to be in thought before he begun to speak.

"Are you sure your okay Neighbor? You seemed so sad earlier, I hope you at least had some fun with us." he said, the words making you tilt your head before moving closer to the tv. "I'm better now Wally! Thanks to you and and everyone else! I'm so happy!" you cheered, your tears having cleared up for the most part and your mood alot better too. Wally nodded, a sweet smile on his face. "Thats good Neighbor. As long as your happy, I'm happy. Goodbye Neighbor, I love you." happiness filled your face as your placed your hands against the tv screen after hearing Wally's words. "I love you too Wally! Bye bye!" you could hear him let out a odd, broken monotone laugh as he waved goodbye to you.

You let out a soft yawn, your body slumping against the tv, your body slowly sliding onto the floor in front of it as your curled further into your blanket, tired from all the crying you had done. When you closed your eyes you heard Wally's voice call out to you one more time, this time is voice was lower than before like he was whispering to you.

"Don't worry your safe now, I promise."

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"What can I say, your a great muse."

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CW: Wally Darling x Reader fanfic, gender neutral reader, tooth rotting fluff, Reader is described as a bit oblivious in the beginning, platonic, no angst, Home enjoying Reader's presence, Reader is mentioned to be friends with the other Neighbors in the neighborhood

Authors note: I'm so sorry this fic sucks I've been working on a alot so i do apologize 😭

Song that I was listening to while writing this fic is:

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When they moved into The Neighborhood of Home things were fun. The bright colors immediately caught their eye along with the interesting Neighbors that lived in the neighborhood.

Poppy a large, anxious seeming bird was the first to welcome them. She herself said it was a bit odd one of the others didn't greet them upon their arrival but she greeted them in kind and offered to show them around the neighborhood which they accepted.

The (f/c) of their minorly heeled shoes clanked lighty against the yellow, brick road the sound only softening when they walked into the grass. The beautiful colors and plants jumped out at them. Bright yellows, pretty greens, lovely reds, all colors they had a feeling they would grow accustom too quickly. As Poppy showed them around, they met the other residence who lived there.

Frank a grumpy looking fellow who seemed to love butterflies.

Eddie a kind mail man who seemed a bit clumsy.

Howdy a rather nice man who ran a shop.

Sally a bright sun who seemed to be like a firecracker.

Barnaby a determined looking fellow who seemed to be laidback.

Julie a loud, joyful girl who seemed to radiate light.

All of the residence where kind, to them. Some offering assistance with putting things into their home. Others happy to meet their new neighbor happily introducing themselves and offering to have the (h/c) haired individual come play games with them. However there was one thing that stood out to them more than the majority of kind, bright, and entertaining residence. It was the house that stood in the middle of the neighborhood.

The bright red walls, blue roof and yellow chimney wasn't particularly odd. Instead it was off that black dots that sat in the windows seemed to move around almost following them wherever they walked. When asked, Julie happy said the hosue was called Home and that it was Wally's place. Before she could tell them much about about the house and it's owner, a small male slid his way into the conversation.

Based on evidence the male was the one and only Wally Darling, the guy Julie said owned the sentient house called Home. Upon laying eyes on him, the (h/c) haired individual could see the hype from the other residence. Even with his short stature, the male held himself together rather elegantly.

The blue cardigan laid softly over what seemed to be a white undershirt, raindow, vertical stripped pants that seemed properly pressed, he had a red ascot laid gently around his throat too. His blue hair styled in a spiraled pompadour, his dark eyes held half lidded as he smiled softly at the (h/c) headed individual.

"Hello Neighbor. I'm Wally, Wally Darling pleasure to meet you." he greeted, his voice soft and charming something that wasn't quite expected from the smaller male. The (h/c) individual introduced themselves and practically went on their way with the rest of the residence.

For the first while things were normal, straightforward and easy. The (h/c) head became good friends with all residence, having certain days when they would hang out with each one separately and on occasion together. It was fun. No issues and nothing caused issues, aside from the eyes that followed them around from the house right behind their own. That was until on a outting Barnaby stated he saw Wally staring at them.

Barnaby said it was just a small glance as he placed something on a piece of paper from a sketch book before leaving. After that the others also begun to point it out. When on a walk with Poppy, she said she saw Wally drawing while staring at them. When baking with Julie, she told them Wally was staring from his front yard. Frank even told them that he caught Wally staring from a tree he somehow got up in too while they were watching butterflies. It soon became enough so they went to confront Wally about it, curious on what he needed and what was with all the staring.

The moment (Y/N) got to Home, the sentient house opened it's door without warning offering to let the (h/c) head come inside. Albeit odd, (Y/N) walked inside quietly, quickly spotting Wally painting on a canvas in the middle of his living room. Paint rolled easily along the board with each stroke of his wrist. Upon walking closer (Y/N) saw something they weren't expecting.

They saw themself.

They say themself painted on the canvas holding their favorite flowers gently in their hands smiling warmly at the colored lifeform they held.

There was no mistaking it. Their (h/c) styled in their everday style. (E/c) eyes turned upwards almost half lidded, happily shining at the flowers. (S/c) skin flushed a gentle shade of red from happiness, small marks around their half lidded eyes and happy smile could be seen. Even their (scars, cuts, moles, beauty marks, imperfections) could be seen and they looked beautiful.

"Do you like it? I didn't quite get the life in your eyes right, they just light up so much that I can't properly replicate it." the soft sound of Wally speaking filled Home, easily bouncing from the walls and into their ears.

(H/c) hair swayed as they tilted their head sitting beside the shorter male cross legged. "Why did you paint me? Aren't there far prettier things?" they questioned, the question making Wally hum softly in thought his hand never once stopping the brush he held. "I think your prettier than most other things. I suppose you could say like my muse. Something new and fun." he stated, his hand finally stopped moving causing the brush to halt aswell.

Half lidded eyes turned to look at (e/c) ones, a kind smile on Wally's lips as the realization dawned on the individual. He had been staring at them so much and for so long because he was their muse. He was getting inspiration from watching them go about daily life in a similar way to how Frank admired butterflies, Wally was admiring them the same.

A small smile graced their lips as they leaned against Wally, looking at the paint as Wally went back to painting.

"I'm flatter to be the muse of the great Wally Darling." they teased softly causing the male to let out a odd, very monotone broken laugh.

"Well what can I say, your a great muse. Right Home?" he questioned, his eyes not leaving the painting as a few small knocks could be heard throughout the house. A small laugh left the individual as they watched Wally paint.

"I'm glad."

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Lyric Prompt no.22 :

"Whatever I've done, I did it for love."

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Cw: Mikey x Reader, gender neutral reader, mentions violence, mentions of blood, Reader loses their shit over people insulting Mikey, honey is used to adress reader (once), (n/n) is reader's nickname, fighting, End of Tenjiku Arc timeline, Angst to comfort scenario

Authors note: just know this sucks it's been in my drafts for a while and I thought I should atleast post something-

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Blood?

There was so much blood, but why..

Blood on the ground,

On the wall,

On the boy that laid underneath them unconscious,

And blood on their (s/c) hands.

(Y/n) didn't remember much of what happened, but they remembered some boy spreading lies and rumors about Mikey, their Mikey. Lies of foul play. Rumors of conspiracy. Even false words about Mikey's late sister, Emma.

They don't remember hitting the boy, let alone banging him against the wall or ground the point he was unconscious.

They didn't remember a crowd, let alone the crowd that was surrounding them. People of all ages circled around them like vultures ready to pick apart a meal. Phone lights shined in their (e/c) eyes, sounds of pictures being taken, laughs and screams could be hear.

What happened? When did all those people get there? The couldn't remember. It was like their brain stopped being able to process information the moment false words and vemon fell from the boys mouth about such a sweet girl who had been taken to soon.

Suddenly the previously taunting words the boy had spoke to them circled in their head. The words spreading in their mind like wildfire. And out of instinct, they went to hit the unconscious boy. But before their fist collided with the skin of the male once more, a firm hand wrapped around their wrist.

(E/c) eyes peered back into black one, the dragon tattoo laid against the side of the head, the blond hair pulled into a braid. They were looking at Draken, the former vice captain of Toman. The male held a look of minor worry. His eyebrows frowned together, his eyes narrow as he took in the (h/c) haired individual that sat infront of him.

Blood splattered on their cheek, a look of pure hatred on their face as they held a unconscious boy against the ground, their legs straddling the boy as they went to punch him once more with their bloody fist. Letting out a deep exhale, Draken's hand removed itself from (s/c) skin opting to pick the individual up.

Shocked at the sudden action (Y/n) kicked and squirmed, the action causing more commotion as Draken walked through the crowd ignoring the (h/c) head's questions and shouting.

Draken stopped walking after a few minutes before dropping his (h/c) haired friend on the ground, making them land with a thud. Before they could speak they hear a voice a very familiar voice.

"Honey, what did you do? Your covered in blood." Mikey's voice ran through their ears. His tone laced with curiosity and confusion. Dark eyes glanced at Draken causing the male to nod and walk off after sending the (h/c) head a small smile. They didn't get the chance to ask what was going on when soft, pale hands cupped their face between them forcing them to turn their head.

Dark eyes stared into (e/c) ones, the question that was asked still hanging in the air. After a bried moment they sighed, their eyes drifting away from the figure infront of them.

"Whatever I've done, I did it for love." their voice was soft as they spoke, but their words rang true. A small laugh took them out of their thoughts as they were bombarded with kisses across their face. Mikey smiled, his smile brightening their whole day, such a kind smile from such a broken boy.

"Well thank you (n/n)-chin! I appreciate it!"

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Hello everyone I'm the author of this blog, you call can call me Berry (my irl nickname), I'm working on 22 different projects for you all that I hope get out to you all before the end of my break. Some are request, others are parts of series, few are headcanons and others are scenarios/fanfics. I wanted to know which group I should start on first so I can get them out to you all!

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Kids will be kids.

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Cw: Bachira x Reader, gender neutral reader, Reader is playful, Goofy Bachira, this fic is from,Bachira's mother point of view, reader and Bachira are underage

Authors note: I'm sorry the 'Cute things they do part 3' isn't posted. The reason is this stupid website deleted my draft and I'm upset about it and refuse to work on it for now so until I get over my attitude with it, it will not be posted. I really do apologize! Enjoy this short fic until then! I will also be doing some stuff for Kenyu, Nico and Michael soon so look forward to it ^^

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Loud sounds of laughter and playful sceams filled the air as the two teens ran around in circles. One kicking a ball, the other running away from it. This was a normal routine, no matter how old they've gotten the routine stayed the same. It started when they were young, around the age of six and continued all the way to the time they turned seventeen.

A sudden thud, caused the older women to look over at the field she had been watching a while before. The sight of (h/c) hair laying sprawled out across the ground, while black and yellow hair stood above victorious yelling something incomprehensible. Both were laughing, the sound filling the air with a beautiful melody.

It was a beautiful evening. The sun was slowly setting, the gentle spring breeze, the damp grass, the dewy air, everything was perfect for a painting. That was the original reason why she sat outside. Her paints in hand, her easel already set up with her canvas. And yet now she wasn't just painting the beautiful sunset. She was painting the two laughing teens, looking nothing more than meer children from where she sat.

(H/c) hair sticking to (s/c) skin, along with sweat, dirt and grass. While black hair did the same to pale skin. Both teens wearing basic clothing, dirt and grass stains littering their clothes. But that wasn't the beautiful part, nor the reason she begun to paint them. The beautiful part that dragged her attention to paint them was their smiles. The large, goofy, childish smiles that etched itself onto their soft features.

They looked so happy, so free, so childish. It was adorable. Just two kids being kids, no restrictions. No adults telling them what to do. No curfew forcing them to rush home. No loud noises of other people. Just peaceful air and goofy gestures.

When the sweet sound of laughter died down, the woman turned her attention back to her painting. The painting nearly finished, aside from a few last touched. Sound of footsteps running towards her pulled her attention once more as she looked towards the owners of such sounds.

"Mom guess what, I won again! (Y/N) is such a klutz that they tripped over their own feet!" a certain loud, black haired boy cheered, poking fun at his partner. Said partner found little amusement in such teasing, wiping their hand against their (s/c) cheek smudging dirt that stained their cheek onto their hand.

"Oh be quiet! You were cheating! You stuck your foot out when I turned!" the (h/c) haired individual spat playfully, remembering how the black haired male moved his foot in the way of their feet effectively causing them to fall over. "No I didn't! Your just clumsy!'' "No I'm not!"

Playful banter filled the air, noises of play fighting coming after, all soon followed by sound of more laughter. Oh yes this was what she loved to watch. Just two kids having fun. Her gaze softened as (s/c) hands brushed back black bangs placing feathery kisses along sweaty, dirt filled skin. The action caused the boy to giggle returning the gesture ten fold, completely showering (s/c) skin in quick kisses before finally placing a quick kiss against their lips.

Yes this is it. This was what she was so happy about. This was why she approved so happily to her son's relationship. It was pure, gentle and playful. Her son now having someone to laugh and tease, hug and kiss, play and hold. (Y/n) (L/n) was what Bachira Meguru needed more than anything. This was who allowed her son to act his age. This was who she could see her son marrying in the future.

As the sun finally set, and her gentle voice called the teens along to go inside to get clean up before dinner, her nearly finished painting resting gently in her hands, other supplies held by the two teens, her mind was occupied by a single thought while she watched the playful teasing and nudging between the two walking ahead of her.

Aw yes. Kids will be kids. And she was more than happy with that.

[ten-shi-fandoms]

"Nevermind, everything will be fine, just go to sleep."

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Cw: Bachira x Reader, Yandere/Possessive Reader, Reader is manipulative, unhealthy relationship, slight derealization, Reader drugs Bachira, Gender netural reader, false senses of security, all characters are aged up, preestablished relationship

Tw: possessive behavior, blood, knives, unhealthy relationships, derealization, mental confusion, drugging

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Bachira Meguru was a man of many things.

The man with a monster, the dancing boy.

Bachira Meguru was quite a few things.

But one thing Bachira was not, was stupid.

Bachira Meguru wasn't stupid, by no stretch of the imagination.

He saw the red flags, he saw them clearly and yet he couldn't bring himself to leave you.

Maybe it was the way your eyes sparkled when he rambled about something he likes, or how you always had this adorable smile when you caught him doodling (awfully) you.

But he couldn't deny that he saw it all.

The dark looks you gave his fans when ghey got just a bitto close, the irritated smile you held when he hung out with his friends, the small curses you let out when he has to leave for big football(soccer) matches.

They were small, little things. Little things no one would notice if they didn't pay attention. But he always paid attention to you, maybe thats why he noticed it.

Bachira hummed softly, his legs swinging a little as he stared absentminded at the falling snow. You two were on a date, and you insisted on getting hot chocolate for the both of you so he sat outside on a bench waiting for you.

The cold wind stuck to his face, the cold bitting at the insides of his throat, and the tips of his fingers.

His scarf was pulled up snuggly under his neck courtesy of you, his sleeves pulled as far down his hands as it could be, his nose and cheeks a soft red from the crisp, cold wind. He felt uneasy, something didn't feel right but he couldn't figure out what it was.

Before he could think to much about it, a woman walked over to him. She was tall, just a bit taller than him. Her hair was pulled back, her glossy red lips shined under the sunlight, her trench coat covering all but her legs. She was pretty, but what did she want with him?

"Hello there." Bachira tilted his head a little, unsure whether or not to speak to the woman who had popped up unannounced.

A smile crossed Bachira's face, as he stared at the woman deciding it would be rude not to speak.

"Hi there ma'am! Do you need something?"

The woman opened her mouth to speak once more but Bachira caught sight of your figure walking out of a small café, two cups in hand, an unamused expression over your features as you took in the woman infront of him.

He wanted to tell her to leave, he wanted to tell this woman to run as far as she possibly could away from him, but his words were caught in his throat.

Did he really want this woman to run?

She was kind sure, and she had only said hello. She didn't nothing wrong.

So why did he want her to face whatever consequences you had planned for her?

Why did he want to see what kind of plot you planned for this unsuspecting woman?

You stopped behind her, the cups in your hands threatening to break by how violently you were holding and shaking them.

"There a problem here ma'am?"

Your voice was as cold as the wind biting at his lungs, he had to supress a shiver. The woman turned quickly at the sound of your voice a sheepish smile on her face as she stared at your form.

"Oh no, I was just going to ask this man for his number.'' Bachira saw it, the small twitch of your eye as you stared at the woman a tight smile making it's way on your face.

That smile was dangerous, it was one of the smiles that reeked of danger and ill intent.

Bachira stood up, his cold hands making their way around your wrist tugging on your wrist. "Darling can we go now? I wanna drink my hot chocolate before I freeze!"

The woman blinked, her eyes widening when she understood the situation. She bowed quickly, her head hung low.

"I am so sorry! I didn't know he was waiting for you!" the smile on your face stayed somehow seeming to grow tighter.

"It's alright ma'am. Anyways we'll be on our way." Bachira stared at you, a smile on his face yet he was a bit uneasy.

Why were you smiling like that?

What's going through your head?

The woman nodded, quickly running off leaving you and Bachira alone.

"Let's go." your voice was thick with a emotion he couldn't figure out, but he wouldn't get the chance to figure it out as you begun walking making Bachira speed up to walk next to you.

The walk was quiet, aside from you handing over his cup of hot chocolate. The heat of cup warmed his cold hands, the liquid warming the deep parts of his heart.

The liquid calmed him. It calmed down the unease, it helped him relax.

So why was he feeling sleepy?

The moment he stepped into your shared apartment he collapse, everything was spinning, his vision was going blurry. As his eyes begun to close he saw you begin to smile.

It wasn't a worried smile, or a cheeky one it was a sinister one. One completely laced with ill will.

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The world spun as Bachira leaned his head to the side. It felt like he wasn't in his own body. Like he was there but he wasn't. It felt odd but in a good way. It was almost a daze like state.

He looked around a bit, his body to heavy to move. After a moment of searching his eyes landed on the onky familiar thing in the room. You.

You were bent down over a table, playing away with something shiny, he went to reach out towards you only to find he had been handcuffed.

Your head perked up at the sound of the handcuffs move, turning to look at him the same smile from earlier laid on your face.

"Good evening sweetie, did you sleep well? I bet you did."

Bachira blinked slowly, his mind was fuzzy, he wasn't there at least not mentally. Your smile softened most likely due to his confused state, as you stood up straight walking over to him, it was only then did he see what you held in your hand.

It was a knife.

It was the pretty, blue handle knife he had bought you after your first date. The small, hand painted dolphins still littered around the handle.

Bending down in front of him, you smiled more noticing his dazy focus was placed onto the knife.

"What is it sweetie? Are you wondering why I have this?" he nodded absentmindedly, his only focus being the knife. You chuckled softly twirling the knife between your fingers, Bachira's eyes watching as intently as he could at each movement of your fingers.

Suddenly you gripped the knife stabbing it into his thigh. The pain was red hot, it burned. It hurt so bad. But Bachira couldn't find himself caring. The pain almost seemed foreign, his mind not registering the pain at all.

You pulled the knife out of his thigh, pointing the blood stained blade at him quickly, effectively splattering some of the blood across him face.

"If I catch you talking to anyone I don't like, I'll kill them. Do you understand me Meguru?"

His name slipped past your lips like velvet, it was so sweet that he nodded his head to caught up in the sound of your voice to register the words you had spoke.

A kind smile replaced your sinister as you leaned in placing a soft peck against his nose, smudging the blood on his face to your lips.

"Good, I'll be back later. Oh and one more thing."

Bachira glanced at you, his expression a mix of daze and drowsiness. You paused, shaking your head a bit.

"Nevermind. Everything will be fine, just go to sleep."

Bachira hummed a bit, acknowledging what you said as he leaned back against what seemed similar to a couch, his eyes closing drowsiness quickly covering him as it chased him into sleep.

You stared at him. The blood from his wound still splattered and smudged against his face, the knife sized hole in his thigh, the peaceful sleeping expression he held, all you could do was smile.

He looked lovely like this.

This is why you would protect him.

The world didn't deserve Bachira Meguru.

That's why they won't take him from you.

That's why Bachira is yours and yours only.

You will keep him safe.