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katsukiizmoon · 11 months

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╰┈➤ ꒰🍓💌🥛 ┊boba time ┊ Hana ; #02 ꒱

『♡』 Post-Partum urinary incontinence is the bane of your existence, ruining everything, but Katsuki kisses you like it doesn’t matter.

『♡』 having a baby and all that comes with it, post partum anxiety, urinary incontinence, comfort, suggestive scene, insecurity, healthy relationship, pet names : bunny, angel, baby, f!reader

You keep peeing on yourself and it’s fucking infuriating. The stitches have healed and you’re coming along nicely but you just keep peeing on yourself.

You love Hana, her pretty little blonde curls and red eyes. You love her giggles and her cries, even when she makes you cry. But you keep peeing on yourself and it’s the most embarrassing part of having a baby thus far.

Katsuki doesn’t mind, he laughs a little with the baby in his arms when you shove her to him. He watches you waddle to the bathroom grumbling and muttering curses.

It really doesn’t bother him, but it bothers you.

Hana stretched your pelvic floor to hell and back and now, as the doctor said it, you have urinate incontinence.

You change your pad in a haste, wiping gently with a baby wipe and look in the mirror. A cry comes from the other room and you shoot out, darting toward your husband.

“What happened?!” You bite, rushing over to the pair.

Nothing. Nothing happened. Hana is happily sucking down a bottle of breast milk in her fathers arms. She’s getting milk drunk, happy as can be, and he’s bouncing her and humming.

“What’re you talkin’ about baby?” Katsuki mumbles, head tilted to look at your eyes.

“I-I thought I heard her crying..” You mumble and he gives you a pitiful look.

Katsuki moves to sit on the couch, flicking on some random shoujo anime he swears he doesn’t watch. And you follow suit, sitting next to him on the black leather.

His spare arm wraps around you, pulling you closer to his body. His other thick, muscular arm holds Hana and the bottle. He’s gotten amazing at that, multitasking.

Plush lips come down to the top of your head and he murmurs reassurance. You turn and curl into him, breathing in the familiar scent of him.

It’s interesting, smelling the mix of caramel and baby powder all at once. It isn’t something you though you’d find comfort in until now. You feel with your arm for the throw blanket and drape it over the two of you.

“What’s wrong angel?” He ponders, watching the way you close your eyes slowly and sigh in response.

The anime girls on the show are confessing their undying love with roses and bento boxes. It’s kind of cute.

Hana let’s out a satisfied noise and he pulls the bottle from her mouth with a pop, setting it to the side. You lick your thumb and wipe the excess milk from her face and giggle at her features scrunching up in disagreement.

“Just.. worried? What if something happens, you know? And and i- I can’t stop freaking peeing on myself. Even if it’s just a little. I don’t see why you’d be interested in me when I’m constantly- just- yeah.” You let out, breathless and frustrated.

Katsuki hums, leaning down to kiss your forehead. He unwraps his heavy arm from around your middle and turns, lifting your face using his thumb and hand. And he kisses you.

He kisses you deep and slow, sighing into it. And he breaks away when Hana makes a noise, bouncing her momentarily before going back in.

His lips are so soft and remind you of the first time you ever kissed. It reminds you of the day he asked you to marry you. The day he found out you were pregnant.

And his tongue is hot and heavy in your mouth. Patiently exploring and soothing the deep need in your bones to feel wanted.

“I don’t care that you’re peeing on yourself. I don’t care that you need to wear pads cause of it n’ I damn sure haven’t lost interest.” He breaks the kiss, forehead pressing to yours.

You open your mouth, then close it again, then speak.

“But you haven’t touched me..” You whisper, tears pricking your eyes.

“Oh bunny, is that what this is about?” He rasps, worried and kissing over your cheeks where tears begin to spill.

You nod and tremble in his grip.

“The only reason I haven’t fucked you on every surface in our house, haven’t licked every inch of your body, is because you’ve been tired, baby.” His thumb brushes over your lip and he kisses you again, softly.

“I’ve seen how much work you’ve been doing with Hana n’ all. And you’ve been so upset with yourself cause of the peeing situation I thought’cha weren’t ready, angel.” He explains.

Relief washes over your features and you sigh, weight lifted from your chest. You grab him by the jaw and kiss him as hard as you can. He deepens it, and only breaks when Hana begins to make noise.

“Is that- is that really why ?” You murmur, eyes wide and full of hope.

Katsuki nods, crimson eyes boring into your own. His arm bounces your daughter over and over, keeping her snoozing against the fat near his pec.

You spend some time watching the anime, drinking water and lightly snacking. Mundane things, domestic things. Everything that makes life worth it.

He gets up, walking through the house and into the nursery and places her in the crib for her nap time. When he gets back, Katsuki all but slings you into his lap.

You don’t have sex, but the shoujo anime is drowned out in the back regardless. He takes his time with you, exploring new ridges and curves of your body.

Momentarily, you worry about the pad pressing against him. Just how embarrassing it is, at least to you. But that goes away when he kisses up your throat and groans out a praise.

“You’re the sexiest thing on this planet.” He declares, nipping at your jaw, fingers digging into the plush of fat above your hip.

“So glad I made you a momma..” He murmurs, kissing your mouth. And you look to find him staring at you with love struck eyes, looking over your entire body.

He looks between you and let’s put a breathy sigh watching your hips rock into his. Satisfied, he tries to take it a little bit further.

And you forgot about all the water you had. You forgot about the fact that you’ll pee on yourself a little too easily.

So he jostles you, pulling you down so he can get a little more friction. And when he tries to adjust himself by scooching up more, your thin pad gets soaked through.

You screech, embarrassed that you just wet yourself while making out with your husband. It reminds you all too well of every little awkward thing you’ve ever done.

And he doesn’t care, he just ignores it, for a moment. Grabs you by the back of the head and kisses you nice and deep, squeezing your ass. He pats then, telling you to go ahead and change.

When you come back, you don’t notice that he’s changed his sweats to the most similar he could find. You don’t need to know that it got on his pants.

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quibbs · 2 months

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aight i’m accepting it. i gave my dumb ass carpal tunnel

i been trying to dodge the diagnosis for years but im in too much pain every day to keep ignoring it. luckily i have a good foundation of practicing with my left hand so im gonna keep pursuing that (can't keep the dog down man. i love drawing way too much) but my art is slowing down SIGNIFICANTLY as a result of it.... just thought i'd mention it in case you wonder where i'm at. i wanna draw more than the sun wants to burn but it just hurts a lot rn..... WOOF!

#when i learn my left hand though you better believe i'll be back with a vengeance #mwa

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columboscreens · 1 year

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#columbo #season 5 #forgotten lady #mwa #giving a guy five bucks to go fire his gun for him and then blowing him a big kiss about it. what the fuck #he is sooo angel bastard baby guy

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letmesleepwhileiwork · 2 months

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Teehee, don't mind the poor quality I just had some silly fun with it

What did she say?

#chaggie #charlie x vaggie #charlie morningstar #hazbin charlie #vaggie hazbin hotel #charlie hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel #fanart #lesbian couple #gay #lol #mwa #my art stuff

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beekeeperspicnic · 4 months

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In which your humble aroace game dev is not sufficiently versed in the art of drawing characters kissing and frets about how to draw Watson's lips before realising that a moustache can cover a multitude of sins.

#sherlock holmes #john watson #oh gosh I can actually tag this.... wait for it....#acd johnlock #the beekeepers picnic #mwa

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celester0se · 7 months

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Oh you know, stuff

#bugbo #bugbo thomas flyswatter #thomas flyswatter #bugswatter #bugbo x thomas flyswatter #art block is beating me to death omfg #mwa #celeste’s art

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creamyavocadosoup · 2 months

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𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞

a/n: lowercase intended! been in an anime binge lately and am currently watching horimiya. its great honestly, it makes me feel so mushy bc me when !! but also i can kinda relate. sorry this wasnt proofread! if there are any mistakes lmk ;-;

characters: rtte!hiccup x fem!reader

tags: kinda angsty, unrequited (?) pining, intimate touches and moment (nothing nsfw)

word count: 1.5k

if you missed it, here's part one: can i be her?

the road to recovery was slow, and the mending of hiccup and i's relationship even slower. although i had forgiven him, there was an undeniable shift in how i acted towards him, whether it was intentional or not.

i had felt guilty about it, of course, but i couldn't force myself to go back to the way things were and pretend nothing had happened. even more so when i could tell that hiccup and the other riders picked up on it too.

after that incident however, something else had also changed. as subtle as it was (or tried to be), hiccup had begun doing things out of his own volition. small things like the soil in my garden being damp when i wake up, my medicine cabinets tidied and arranged how i liked it after a nap, or even my hut being spick and span, a still-hot plate of food awaiting me on my bedside table when i wake up.

it was strange to be on the receiving end of such actions. i had gotten used to helping the riders more than i had received it in return. so having hiccup do so much for me just because, induced emotions in me that i'm still quite unsure in how to handle.

today was spent patching up the riders after a grueling training session and a few accidents (mostly snotlout) and we make conversation as they tell me the new things they've discovered when they went adventuring a few days ago.

my huge cut had - thankfully - been steadily healing, the riders taking turns in making sure i wasn't doing tasks i wasn't supposed to. a few weeks since the incident and i could finally start walking around my hut with much, much caution.

taking this opportune moment of reprieve, i'm currently sat at my front porch, admiring the view of the sea and horizon off in the distance. i sipped quietly on my drink while wrapped in a blanket, the birds chirping and soft swaying of the trees my only company.

...that is until strong gusts of wind caused by a familiar midnight black dragon landed on my front yard, along with his ever-familiar rider in tow.

"[name]! i come bearing new entries to my journal, along with snacks of course."

right. ever since my injury, hiccup had made it some sort of tradition to come and talk to me about things he discovered while out on adventures or simply reading up and researching on subjects he thinks would interest me.

he reasoned it as him hoping i wouldn't feel too lonely even though the other riders visiting routinely (which i soon figured out was coordinated by hiccup thanks to a slip of the tongue from tuffnut) had given me plenty of company since then.

hiccup took his seat beside me on the porch swing, making himself comfortable. offering the other half of my blanket and he takes it with a smile, scooting closer to me.

initially, i seemingly wasn't quite receptive of this tradition he had started; lack of responses, barely any indication that i was interested in whatever he was talking about. but the dragon rider hadn't exactly let it affect him whatsoever. he continued coming regularly, and talking enough for the both of us.

"hiccup." i spoke, softly and quite mellow, but it had stopped his rant completely as he turned to look at me.

i raised my head to look back at him, my eyes slowly dragging over his features. sweat beaded faintly across his brows as he also searched my face of any indication of emotion. he gulped, the action quite apparent, "yes?"

"are you doing all this because you feel guilty?" i questioned, my voice devoid of any accusatory tone, yet it made him flinch slightly in his seat. "if you are, then you shouldn't be, because i already forgive you."

he pursed his lips and brows furrowed as he continued to keep his eyes on me, clearly displeased despite my words. i felt a warmth slowly settle on my hand, looking down to find his hand grabbing onto mine.

my heart beat quickened, a soft yet steady heat creeping up onto my cheeks. for a moment, it had felt like we were suspended in time, the universe letting us have this moment that we've needed.

"even if you have forgiven me," he paused, his body turning to me and gripping my hand tighter, "i can't." he whispered, a soft tremble in his voice as i watched his eyes gloss over.

"i'm sorry. i'm so sorry." he almost weeps, his voice crackly and tears turning his eyes glossy. "i shouldn't have talked to you like that. been so - so caught up in my emotion that i just had zero regard for how you were feeling to how i was saying it." his voice shakes slightly, and my heart crumpled at the emotion.

gently setting aside my drink, i reached to hold his hands with both of mine, softly rubbing my thumb along the natural contours of the back of it. my throat felt tight, that same burning feeling in my eyes coming back, but i steeled myself and my voice to be able to say what i needed to.

"hiccup.. i understand, i really do." my voice had felt so fragile, like glass, about to break if more pressure is applied to it. "in the time i've spent by myself these past few weeks, i've come to a certain understanding and acceptance to the situation. and it's okay," i squeezed his hands, "i'm okay."

he subtly shakes his head no, one of his hands breaking free from mine and drifting to my wounded abdomen, past the hem and underneath my shirt. hiccup was quiet but his touch spoke more than his words tried to convey. my breath hitched at the action as he continued with his ministrations, yet his expression more spaced-out. i'm not sure what it was exactly, but i could tell he was heavily contemplating something in his head.

despite the gauze barrier, i could feel the heat of him emanating through it. it allowed that familiar warmth to bloom in my chest once again, the same warmth that only he seems to be the cause of. it had felt entirely too intimate to consider it as something friends do which only raised so many more questions and confusion in my head.

this wasn't normal for friends, right? is this something he normally does with the others?

i gulped down the lump in my throat, the thought of him doing the same thing to a certain blonde-haired viking setting an uncomfortable feeling in my gut.

before i could voice out any of my thoughts however, my eyes widened and cheeks warmed considerably once i felt his touch travel to my cheek. it was soft, almost feather-like, and comforting. his eyes glowed beautifully, the orange sunset reflecting onto his green eyes, effectively enchanting me with how beautiful it looked.

he kept his eyes on me, seemingly waiting on a sign on how i felt about the current predicament. seeing no protests from me, he continued on, now essentially cupping my face with both of his hands, his piercing eyes never leaving my face, flitting between my eyes and lips.

"hiccup..."

"hiccup!" a familiar voice cut through the silence and the trees, dispelling the intimate moment in an instant. i hurriedly moved away from his clutches, picking up my forgotten drink, as hiccup nervously fixes his hair and clothes.

astrid appears on the path in front of my hut, lax features and usual demeanor indicating that she didn't see whatever just happened between hiccup and i. "there you are. figured you would be here." she spoke, walking closer towards my porch.

hiccup laughed, notably a little more breathless than when he normally is, yet astrid doesn't bat an eye or pick up on it. admittedly, i spaced out as she rambled on, the scene before still playing over and over in my head.

hiccup's soft touches was still practically branded onto my skin, with how i could still feel the heat of his touch despite him being on the other side of the seat we were on. his actions had only made me more confused, swirling thoughts trying to reason why he did what he did yet none of them made sense.

what was that? was he...

i shook away the thoughts as i come back to consciousness back in time. "[name], i hope you don't mind that i'll be taking this guy with me for a little bit. i need his help on a few things regarding training." she spoke.

i nodded, plastering a small smile on my face but i turn to look at hiccup, silently torn on wanting him to go or letting him leave. his gaze was on me, searching my face but perhaps my features weren't translating my desire well, because he turns to astrid and smiles, "we can go, we were just finishing up anyways."

my heart cracks just a tiny bit, that same feeling that i felt a few weeks ago leaking through the cracks of my resolve little by little. but i force the smile back on my face, standing up to bring my drink back inside, the atmosphere now leaving a bad taste in my mouth.

they gather their things and leave side-by-side, and i also turn and huddle back into my hut, missing the longing look hiccup held to my disappearing figure.

DO NOT REPOST MY CONTENT ANYWHERE! i would love to hear any and all thoughts. mwah! have a great day!

quick access to my library.

#ˋ°•*⁀➷ books #ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ everything nice #hiccup x you #hiccuphaddock #httyd angst #httyd #hiccup x reader #finally this is out of my drafts #so sorry for the long wait ;-;#i've been very busy #mwa #hehe

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help-im-a-gay-fish · 1 month

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Darkcream week 2024 day 5: Dorian Gray

Ahhhh, so this one I kinda lost faith with. I like the idea behind it! The portrait of Dorian Gray. I haven't actually read this book, but from the basic plot summary, I gathered that he was so vain he made a deal with the devil for immortality and to always look like his favourite painting, only as the painting rotted away, so did he.

Thought it was interesting lol, but gave up, hope you enjoy.

Original cross jakei95

Original shattered dream belongs to galacii

Original Dream by jokublog

Dark cream week by @zu-is-here

#undertale au #my art #undertale multiverse #shipping #sansest #sanscest #cross x dream #dream x cross #dark cream #darkcream #dark xunshine #dark cream week #dark cream week 2024 #day 5 #xunshine #tomorrows is not done current #so lets see if i can finish it after class today #who knows #mwa

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thecanvascreature · 8 months

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It’s 1:30 in the morning

Sooooo worth it for old men yaoi.

#madness combat #hank j. wimbleton #2bhank #2bdamned #mc hank #my art #madcom #mc 2bdamned #madness combat 2bdammed #my beloved #I need sleep #omg #HIIIIII #MwA #a thousand kisses for my fav couple #wow #I’m crazy

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yippeerrrs · 9 months

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Hey 🖤

Could I get an Alejandro Vargas with a chubby f!reader please, could be sfw + nsfw (if you're comfortable with that) . You can entirely decide the fic or hc plot , I'm just pleading for content at this point :(

Thank you!

mmmm one of my faves

Chubby!reader x Alejandro Vargas (sfw)

i'll drown yall with fluff before i drown you guys with angst. i'm trying my best to post rn sob

how he fell in love

you've always thought that maybe it was your charisma, or maybe because of how you worked and talked around him, but in reality. it was your caring personality that dragged him in the most, he didn't see it coming either until he caught himself blushing while thinking about you. he was def in denial for a couple months before finally confessing to you.

How he confessed

romantic asf, invited you to dinner, watched your fave comfort movie at home then casually invites you outside to look at the moon. "mi amor, look at the moon, it looks just as beautiful as you today". would confess with your favorite flowers and your favorite snacks.

him actually being your boyfriend

gentleman asf, uses nicknames like 'mi vida', 'mi amor' etc.

isnt scared of showing his love to you in front of other people.

buys you 'just because' flowers.

if you EVER feel guilty about your body he'd kiss you everywhere and comforts you.

his heart would hurt so much if he sees you unhappy or sad.

not easily jealous, he had faith in you and knows you wont cheat on him.

also because mans would have his hand all over you 24/7

always would have a hand on you, on your shoulder, your hand etc.

always has your back, ESPECIALLY IN MISSIONS, last thing he wants is to see you in a casket.

he loves buying you things you dont even need, especially ones that's ur fave colors.

DEF HAS ALL 5 LOVE LANGUAGES CHECKED.

yall's theme song is 'señorita', started off as a joke till the both of you actually started liking it.

theme song would def be played in your weddings.

whenever you talk to him abt being ashamed in your own body he'd def just hug you so tightly. thinking why you would say that about yourself.

he sees you as a perfect human being, his one and only, his most precious treasure.

#alejandro cod #alejandro vargas x reader #alejandro x reader #cod x reader #cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #alejandro vargas #alejandro mw2 #idk anymore #bullshitting #headcannons #fluff #cod headcannons #chubby reader #yippee #anon #anon reply #mwa #thanks yall

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m00nbuggies · 4 months

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heyyy surfer boy 😘

#art #my art #digital art #dreamworks trolls #fanart #trolls 3 #trolls fanart #trolls #trolls band together #hes my wife btw #bruce trolls #trolls bruce #kisses him #mwa #mwa mwa

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quibbs · 4 months

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stbu hiatus update!!!

hello! i realized recently that I've only really been updating my patreon as to when my soil that binds us comic is coming back...that's my bad! let me fix that.

basically girls we are SO back in business. the writing process from hell has FINALLY BEEN CRUSHED...and I'm in the final stages of development for this chapter. it is looking GOOD!!!! i am so excited!!! i don't have an exact date for when she's coming back but definitely very soon. I can finally see the light at the end of this very stupid tunnel

thank you so much to everyone who reads my silly little stories for believing in me and waiting for me !!! i love you....hopefully this first ever hiatus ends up being my only ever hiatus!

#soil that binds us #mwa

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tiramegtoons · 3 months

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Since you asked for it @drowninnoodles

here it is!

First thing i start with is the head since it is the leading part of his noodle movement. The rest of the body comes after, just like a worm on a string :D As far as the curves go he gets bendier further down while his torso stays mostly in place to differentiate where the torso ends. I feel this gives him a slightly more "human" look. One that reminds me of how-despite his cryptic appearance and villainous standing- that he likes to get down and act casual. About his BEAuuutiful hair- canon is the way to go. In a way im glad he got his own 3d model in the game, but i dont mind his 2d beta looks either. I thought to myself why not both? and SHAZAM

my favorite part of making snatcher is his facial expressions and

boy

those eyes

they'll getcha

and then comes the smile and youre dead(perhaps even literally) Now comes the noodly arms. Those welcoming arms inviting you into the deadly embrace of death/j

I like to make his hands bigger, about the size of his face. From his hand his arm gets narrower and evenly spaced all the way going up into where his shoulders would be(if he had any lol). About the arm length id say a good 3/4 of his body, depending how long he wants to be that day hfdgbshgshg

and

TADA

the noodliest noodle in subcon :sparkles: Thanks for asking!!

#mwa #bellissimo #the making of a spooky noodle #the snatcher ahit #the snatcher #the snatcher a hat in time #also i um #i love your art and the way you like um make human snatcher <<#he's very handsome and just UOUGH

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vixezn · 1 year

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|• Watch me. •|

A Yandere! Wally Darling x Gn! Reader <3333

Warning(s): Mentions of staring, yandere wally, swearing, dimension transitioning

Synopsis: Yandere Wally finally found a way to communicate with dear [Y/n]!… Now how long will it take before he wants to see them in person?

[Y/n] stopped in their steps to the kitchen when their phone suddenly died in their hand. A groan escaped their lips as they turned on their heels to get back to their room to plug it in.

While they strolled to their room, they glared at their dead phone slightly, annoyed with the fact that it died before they could go get a snack.

As they walked into their destination, they noticed their little sibling in the room with them. They decided to disregard them as they went to their bed to plug it in.

After they plugged it in, nothing came up. Nothing. Not even the weird battery symbol it would give when it was plugged in. Just.. Nothing.

A shift came from the other side of the room and [Y/n] turned their head over to see their sibling. They were getting up to leave the room, presumably to hang out with their friends. After a small goodbye, they were gone.

That’s when the phone’s battery symbol turned on, before going off.

[Y/n] snickered slightly at the seemingly coincidental moment before sighing, “I guess you just wanted to work when they were out of the room.”

It was a rhetorical question in all, but all of a sudden the battery symbol turned on again, a bit longer than before, then turning off. It then turned on again, shorter. Turned off, turned on again with longer timing, and then the same thing happened again. Was it trying to use morse code?

“Well this might just be a silly idea but..” [Y/n] reached for their laptop and pulled up a morse code translator. “Could you repeat that again, please?” They felt weird, asking a phone a question vocally. Then it went of, a dash, a dot, and two more dashes. Then, a pause.

“Okay, so we have ‘y’. You can continue.”

A simple dot, nothing more. “.. ‘e’? Alright, continue.” Three more dots. “Y.. e.. s.. So you were just playing with me! How come? ..And who are you?”

After a round of looking very intensely at a charging phone screen, writing down letters, and pauses, they saw the message. “.. ‘Nothing you need to know about.. Neighbor’? Who calls somebody neighbor? …It seems familiar, though.” They shrugged, “What’s your name?”

Another round of morse code, another round of writing down letters. “.. ‘You’ll find out soon’.. Okay, you know I can’t just call you a weirdo on a phone, right? Which you are by the way, in case you didn’t know.”

More morse code. “Ha.. Ha.. Ha. Now you’re just being a creep. I’ll check up on you tomorrow, okay? I need to go get a snack before bed. Could you please let me get back on my phone?” And, as requested, the phone turned alive.

And as they quickly grabbed their phone and went downstairs, they didn’t notice the faint eyes burnt onto the screen.

TIME SKIP

A week or two went by since their first encounter, and Wally was loving the attention he was getting from [Y/n]. He had spent months, years, trying to connect to their world. And when he did, it was nothing short of amazing.

Oh how he wishes he could stop being this anonymous creep, and just come to their world with open arms, he’s sure that they would come running to him. After all, who wouldn’t? He’s Wally Darling.

His thoughts were cut short when a creak interrupted them. He jumped up and looked to the clock. 10 pm. Time to communicate with the love of his life! He smiled giddily, “Thanks, Home! What would I do without you?” Home squeaked in response, happy.

Wally got up from his red chair and walked towards his bed. As he sunk down onto the soft, plush cushion, he closed his eyes and pushed all of his thoughts towards communicating with [Y/n].

When he woke up again, he was in a pitch dark room. Yes! It worked again! All he saw instead of the darkness was a medium sized box of light, with the view of [Y/n] jumping onto their bed with their laptop and notebook. Oh geez, they were excited too!

[Y/n] moved their stuff into an organized area, and grimaced. They were starting to look forward to ending these.. visits. The weirdo on the phone kept asking them personal questions.. Weird questions. They were planning to get a new phone soon, tomorrow, actually, one that wasn’t glitched with weird morse code. “Hey.. Uh.. What’s up?” Their voice was laced with uncertainty.

Morse code, writing down letters. They read the message out loud, “.. ‘Something’s wrong.’ …I guess there’s no point hiding the truth.. Weirdo on a phone, this’ll be our last visit together.” They seemed relieved to be saying that, “I’m getting a new phone tomorrow and it won’t have the weird glitchy thing, luckily.”

The phone stayed dark. No response. “Well, if you don’t want to speak to me from now on, that’s fine-“ Text appeared on the screen.

‘Well we can’t let that happen, now can we, Darling?’

“..Darling? That’s.. New.. but.. I’m going to unplug the phone now.. I don’t want anything to.. happen..”

‘Wait wait wait wait no no no nononoNONONONONO-‘

They unplugged the phone and sighed. It was finally over. Now, Is there anything that they could do in their free time? Ah, yes, the tv. They grabbed the remote and turned it on, showcasing all of the channels. Suddenly, it went dark.

“What the..” They clicked the tv remote a couple of times, trying to turn it off and on. They turned over to their laptop, same thing. Pure darkness. When they turned to their phone, all there was was just text.

‘Let’s continue the conversation, shall we? :)’

“What the hell..” Okay, something’s up. First the tv, then the laptop, and now the phone? Speaking of which, it’s unplugged, so shouldn’t it be.. I don’t know.. dead?

‘Here’s a question.. How would you feel if you just.. Came to my world?’

“Here’s an answer, I wouldn’t feel anything, since that can’t happen. Who are you, anyways?” More text popped up onto the screen.

‘Well, I guess you should know, since you’re going to be near me soon. The name’s Wally, Wally Darling. :)’

They leaned back drastically, “I do not like the sound of that first sentence.. But.. Wait.. Oh my god! You’re that weird muppet guy that’s been all over my for you page on TikTok!”

‘While I would rather not be called a.. “weird.. muppet guy”.. I’m glad that you know me, [Y/n]. :)’

“Okay.. A bit weird.. But.. why’d you say I was going to be near you? I’m going to have a different phone, so no communication.” They smiled slightly at the thought of being care-free, Wally-free.

‘Which is why I’m not going to let that happen, Love. Be prepared to come into my world, Darling, because it’s a long and bumpy way there.’

They stared at the screen in shock. No, this is just some weird joke. In a second, they’ll probably see him going, ‘haha! just a joke, neighbor!’ They gathered themself, “There’s no way! You can’t travel through dimensions!”

And then a voice could be heard.

“Watch me.”

What did he mean by that? They looked around their room, it was now pitch black in it. Their eyebrows furrowed together as they looked back at their phone, it stood silent, black screen, until words slowly typed in themselves.

‘Turn around, Sweetheart. :)’

As they turned their head around, all that was left was a scream.

Until silence emerged, and all that was left was a phone, broken up to bits.

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