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this-is-a-name-dont-worry · 2 months

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things that seemed reoccurring this update:

- Meat

- peas

- jelly

- Hibernation

- Eddie's absence

- Acting out a script (Sally mumbling asking if it's her cue and Howdy changing the script of the narrator in Homewarming storybook, characters general interactions with the narrator, different moments in the video, like the Sally and Frank ad break or the song a barely silent night, where the two literally fight over who get to sing, Sally mentions she wrote the lyrics, and Frank says she already has a song. yeah all of these are easy to see as meta goofs in the original material, but it's the fact there's so much of it this update) (of course all this wrap up with the end of the video where Eddie and Frank are obviously acting off script)

- Being alone (Eddie not having any news of anyone and not even seeing anyone outside (which is interesting as the story says that Sally was up in a tree near his home and saw him fret over having nothing to do), Wally saying it's so quiet during Homewarming and it's just he and Home for a while (potentially the show putting out a christmas special and then being on break? can a show do that?), and in the normal website material, the end of "An ode to hibernation", Frank saying "Where all that's left is me", the "me" being a "...me?")

- Welcome Home being used to sell stuff (cigarettes, medicine, eggnog, cereals, and the cookbook lists ingredients that are a specific brand)

(I'm putting under read more my rambling thoughts so you can just reblog the list without having to see them)

so I can't really make sense yet of all the food stuff. Maybe there are cultural elements/expressions I don't know that explains it? But I still find it very interesting how fucking unhinged that cookbook is yet the commercial and the website treat it normally. The cookbook is overall extremely interesting, because some of the recipes seem to actually be written by the characters; Barnaby who only presents you weird hot dog dressings with pictures but no recipe (and all jokes), Frank who lists not just the ingredients but also the material, and overexplain each steps (at least overexplain compared to the other recipes. it's actually interesting to know why you do x or y), and Julie who turns her recipe into a game at the end, and felt a bit harder to follow? anyway.

The cookbook, the Homewarming tradition of hanging a ham in the tree, Santy Claus being said sometimes instead of Santa, the ham for Santa? Once again, the christmas commercials being so casual about some of the weird stuff it says and presents? This almost feels like an alien who only has a blurry grasp of Christmas and what humans enjoy made the cookbook and the live commercial.

Sometimes, Welcome Home feels like it never actually aired and produced things, but we're making it retroactively exist. Something is making it exist. Like a retcon of the universe, "What do you mean you never heard of Welcome Home? No, of course it always existed and was very popular, look at all this old material we find!"

So maybe whatever is making it exist doesn't fully get humans and accidentally creates things that are weird to prove its existence. Like a cookbook that tells you a single pea in a buttered plate is a classic meal, or that of course you give Santa ham on Homewarming! (tbh almost getting an AI weirdness feel)

But in total contrary, in its story, Welcome Home also feels like it always existed, but got somehow completely wiped from people's mind, as something caused its sudden stop, and its characters gained consciousness of what they are and their world. As an existential dread fell on them one after the other, slowly realizing something isn't right. As Eddie felt anxiety and nervousness over no one being there or contacting him, to then having the story acts lightheartedly about it, the narrator saying things have been solved but he doesn't feel it, and suddenly Home is staring at him.

Both "It never existed but the universe is being retcon into it existing" and "it existed but something terrible happened that erased it from peoples mind" seem plausible. If two theories contradict each other, that means there's a third one that needs to be found.

Maybe it existed. Maybe it truly was popular, but something corrupted it, leading to its disappearance. A disappearance so big it stopped to exist. And now the thing that corrupted it is trying to crawl back, make it exist again, but it's making it come back completely off.

Anyway.

Also, I think the show may have been on hold during the Holiday season, "hibernating", and the character who got some self awareness realized that something was off. They're alone because there's nothing new, so no one is there bringing life to the neighborhood.

#welcome home #anyway there is an existential nightmare going on that's for sure #also at one point writing my rambling I thought about metaphor for capitalism #the show gains succes and so there's a push to make money out of it. capitalism is corrupting it until it goes in shambles.#now a few decades later banking on nostalgia to make profit is what big things do #bringing back the thing from your childhood to show it again but it's off because what brought it back is not love for the thing #it's being brought back because of capitalism. the thing that corrupted it in the first place is trying to bring it back.#sorry i still ramble in the tags :x

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down-in-the-rainbow-square · 7 months

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Hi. I saw your requests were open and wanted to see if i could ask for one so here goes nothing.

I have an idea thats been bouncing around in my brain for the past three days. I was wondering if you could write a story with the whole cast of welcome home. Basically reader is the neighbourhood doctor and is the one everyone goes to when they rip or tear. The reader has special sheets of felt and fabric that match the felt colour of every neighbour.

One day, Wally needs a patch after an accident, and the reader realises that they don't have any yellow felt left, and starts to panic thinking wally is going to be upset. Wally comforts them and they decide to make a nice colourful patch using some scraps they had.

Next thing they know, all the nieghbours want to replace their old patches for pretty coloured ones. What colours do you think they would want?

Thank you for at least reading this dumb idea.

Headcanons - What Colour Patches They Would Want

Hi! Cute idea! I'll just be making quick headcanons for this since I'm not quite in the mood to write a whole thing. Thanks for your patience in me getting this done!

Also, I don't remember if I already did but I'll be removing word counts from headcanon posts because they're just gonna be short. It's too much of a hassle.

Type: Headcanons, platonic

Tw: Injury, stitches/stitching/puppet repairing(?), food

Wally takes whatever scraps there are. He doesn't really care what it looks like, so long as it's colourful. Maybe he'd just go with the same sort of fabric as his pants to keep it in style with his wardrobe.

Julie wants flowers, of course! Daisies, tulips, sunflowers, roses...The possibilities are endless! Maybe with a green background so it looks like grass. That, or she'd like something with rainbows.

Sally wants something simple, yet elegant. A simple repeating pattern would be lovely. Maybe it's cut in the shape of a star? Or, if you're up for it, a star shape using one fabric with other fabrics for the trail! Red would be her colour of choice.

Frank would like something bug themed. Surely you have something of that, right? Maybe some beetles or butterflies--or both! He probably gt the injury from bug hunting, too!

Eddie would like a classic pattern like hearts or clouds. A bit symbolic of him, really; he's a lover, not a fighter, and he's always got his head up in the clouds. He'd also like his fabric cut in a heart shape, too. Or one of those people-shaped chains!

Howdy wants anything except a plain colour. Stripes to match his uniform? How fitting for his store aesthetic! Some of his products? He's a walking advertisement! Just don't make it boring.

Barnaby Complete opposite to Howdy. He just wants a nice plain colour--unless you have polka-dots. Then maybe (definitely) he'd settle for that. But otherwise, he doesn't care for fancy patterns. Just give him a nice shade of blue.

Poppy is far too indecisive to choose a pattern for herself. It becomes up to the rest of the neighbourhood to pick one for her! Eventually, she probably settles on a pattern of some eggs or some baked goods.

#rainbow square writing #memeranddreamer4432-blog #welcome home #welcome home x reader #welcome home x you #welcome home x y/n #welcome home headcanons #wally darling #julie joyful #sally starlet #frank frankly #eddie dear #howdy pillar #barnaby beagle #barnaby b beagle #poppy partridge #injury tw #stitches tw #food tw

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beetle3000-1 · 2 months

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THE BILLIE BUST UP BACKERKIT IS LIVE YOU SHOULD GO SUPPORT IT RIGHT NEEEOOWWWW and I will thus draw MORE BARNABY - LOOK at his beautiful dress

#billie bust up #bbu #bbu fanart #bbu barnaby #billie bust up barnaby #billie bust up fanart #traditional art #sketch #artists on tumblr #traditional drawing

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experimentfae · 1 year

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Welcome home x GN Human! Reader Headcanons

Wally Darling

Wally seemed to be calm seeing you but in Reality surprised when he first saw you.

Very curious about you, you’re clothes, anything to do with where you came from and just about you in general.

Likes showing you his painting and don’t be surprised if he ask you about artist from you’re world.

If you know other types of apples Wally would be confused but curious even though he would prefer to stick to his classic red apples.

Would introduce you to home, it was awkward at the beginning but was thankful that you eventually warmed up to home.

Julie Joyful

She’s super excited about you she wanted to get to know you right away.

She would definitely love styling you’re hair, especially if it’s on the curly side she would love to touch, only when you allow her to of course.

She would definitely show you the games she invented and in return you could show her games you like to play. Julie would love to learn new ways to play.

She would make you part of her imaginary business no ifs or buts she hired you without you’re knowledge.

Frank frankly:

Definitely tried to study you no doubt about that.

Would constantly ask questions about human autonomy, you’re world and you’re culture basically is fascinated by you.

When you do give frank the knowledge that you are a human, they would probably looking for books about humans if they are lucky enough to find one and if they are not then they would write one themselves.

They would share there love for butterflies and maybe others bugs and ask you if bugs in you’re world look similar to the bugs in the neighborhood.

They would right down anything you told them about humans.

Eddie dear

He was actually the one to find you he got scared thinking you where dead but when you slowly woke up he was relieved, When he saw you at first he assumed you where just a big puppet.

But you informed Eddie that you are infact a human he begin wanting to know more about humans and you especially.

After you being at welcome home for a while he has the tendency to forget that you are not from here and that you are a human.

Eddie showed you his arts and craft hobby and would be happy if you enjoy it as much as he does, he even taught how how to make a paper chain.

Barnaby B.Beagle

Would be very shocked but definitely welcome you with open arms.

He calls you kid like everyone one in the neighborhood despite the fact everyone including you are around his age.

If you are homesick then Barnaby would tell you jokes to make you feel better.

Weirdly he wasn’t that interested in learning about humans he did ask questions but was rare for him to do so.

Sally Starlet

She was amazed by you she has never seen anything like you and wanted to learn about you.

Would ask questions about plays in your world and would also ask about the stars.

Sally would want you in one or more of her plays for sure she wants to make a play about what you told everyone about humans.

If you have a love for theater expect for her to involve you in her plays way more than before.

Howdy Pillar

When he first saw you he was bewildered and curious so he definitely asked a lot of questions.

He have asked about small businesses work in you’re world, you told him about currency and how business works he definitely shocked it’s the same but so different at the same time.

You often come and you found that in exchange for his stuff it was facts about world or other humans which you happily appreciated that form a currency.

Was confused on what some items you where talking about such as bandaids, or frozen foods.

Poppy Partridge

Which was confused by you’re appearance but soon learned what you are, she’s no longer surprised but now just confused.

Just like Barnaby she isn’t that curious about humans and there lives she’s more curious about you personally.

If you have a knowledge about baking she would ask what do humans make, of course you answer her questions which made her right it down immediately to remember for another time.

Poppy would be shocked to find that you need to eat to survive usually she just baked or cooked just cause she likes how the food looks, just like the other puppets so she would be very motherly and check on you daily to see if you ate enough today.

<- Back to MasterList or back to welcome home

#welcome home arg #welcome home #welcome home headcanons #welcome home x gn human reader #welcome home x reader #welcome home x you #wally darling #howdy pillar #welcome home sally #julie joyful #welcome home frank #eddie dear #welcome home fandom

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tainted-heartz · 1 year

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Its mystery person AGAIN >:) also I have another wally x reader! 👹👹👹

So what if THEY WERE GENDERBEND FOR A DAY SO FEMAKE WALLY AND MALE Y/N I think that would be so funny just imagine him waking up looking in the mirror then be flabbergasted (cue him having a high pitch scream even as a male or gn😭) and y/n is just like "wtf happend" but like a couple hours later he's just being a ✨pretty princess✨

Also I wonder what the others would think/say?? 🤔 🤔

| CLASSIC GENDERBENDING IS MY FAVORITE HEHE plus fem!wally would be very pretty... |

- it was normal night before bed , just you and wally chatting before bed but when wally woke up he felt..strange. he shrugged it off and stood up , slipped his robe on and slowly walked over to his vanity. he sat himself down to his daily routine but he felt like his hair was a lot longer than usual as he slowly opened his tired eyes to see well..not him. he had longer and a slightly more feminine body,it wasn't noticeable much though. it was all so sudden but he- or if I should say, she let out a high pitched scream causing you to wake up.

- “ wally what the- why are you screaming it is 8 in the morning! ” “ i-..i.. ” as you sat up she noticed you looked different as well. “ oh goodness you changed as well! you're more..masculine. how on earth did this even happen! ” she started to panic and pace back and forth. you'd never seen wally like this before in the longest time. “ wally , hun we're fine! we'll just have to deal with this today..calm down. ” you picked wally up and held her close with a sigh. “ let's just get ready , okay? ” “ ..alright. ”

- you helped wally get ready and style her hair , since it was a tad bit longer you just worked with it. over the time of you doing wally's makeup he seemed to be accepting this pretty quickly. you weren't very bothered by the sudden gender change but wally clearly still was. “ hey dear should I wear this or- ” “ JUST PICK ONE I LOVE YOU BUT PLEASE. ” poor girl just needs help with outfits-

- wally was practically attached to your arm the entire day you were out. now everyone quickly realized the difference but the one who was confused the most was well..barnaby. his friend didn't sound or look the same but WAS wally. she had to sit the big guy down and explain it was probably just a day thing (she hoped). julie couldn't help but ramble about how much prettier wally was , even offering to style her hair a bit and ramble some more. (yes she'd probably do yours as well no matter what because its a hobby of hers ).

- once home she asked to try your stuff on which..wouldn't fit her well but she couldn't help it she was just curious! sadly only a pair of overalls and a rainbow turtleneck you had fit her but either way she was over the MOON with how she looked! “ I'm even prettier than before! not that I wasn't before..and you my dearest are still beautiful as before! ” she smiled and pulled you down to give her a small kiss. “ wally I swear- ” you laughed and picked her up. “ that's enough of you being VERY out of character. how about I do your makeup and text out some styles before we sleep? ” she smiled and nodded. “ pretty please? ” “ pff- of course. ”

#welcome home arg #welcome home #welcome home x reader #welcome home arg x reader #wally darling #wally darling x reader #welcome home wally #welcome home wally x reader

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bbu-fan-blog · 1 day

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Look alivedead, my friends! The chance to have a portrait of your OC hanging out with Barnaby is available once again in the store!

So, if you want your beloved OC appear in the game as a lovely picture, now you can make that happen!

But, you better hurry: slots are limited... ;}

#Billie Bust Up #Merchandise #BBU Barnaby #Barnaby

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iosagol · 7 months

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second time watching OTGW and I might be losing my mind

I'm just rewatching this masterpiece most certainly NOT on internet archive and certainly probably not silently dying because the first time I saw this I only saw the way Wirt's selfishness was being pruned out of him by the Fae world, and I only saw the grief on the Woodsman's side, but there's so

There's so much else to see on the second time through

Like the frog? George Washington? Being able to speak English when all the other frogs can't and yet not being able to speak English when it's just him and the humans? He's sort of a look into Greg's point of view? And he's this point of weird messed up communication because he's something Wirt and Greg were supposed to find together, hunting frogs like bros n stuff

But it was kind of half done; Wirt didn't want to be a part of that adventure and he was focused on Sara for all of the duration of it. Greg did most of the work, so that's why Washington reflects him most (he can communicate to everyone, but those of his own species speak a different language than him and seem to miss his points)

I'm sorry I'm thinking too hard into this but BUT IT WARRANTS THIS

AND THE WAY THAT UH

THE BELL GIRL

SHE'S KIND OF A FORESHADOWING TO THE WAY THE LAMP HANDLES PEOPLE

HOLDING ONTO HER ILLNESS AND TRYING TO DROWN IT WITH WORK ONLY MAKES THINGS WORSE, JUST AS HOLDING ONTO GRIEF AND TRYING TO DROWN IT WITH WORK MAKES IT WORSE

SHE AND THE WOODSMAN ARE HORRIBLY ALIKE BUT WIRT TRUSTS HER MORE BECAUSE SHE RESEMBLES SOMETHING MORE HUMAN

AND THAT NEEDS TO BE SLAPPED OUT OF HIM, THE FAE CANT OPERATE UNDER THAT

Also I didn't realize how much Wirt actually seems to love Greg

Like yeah he's selfish

But that's very much towards the back half of the episodes, and by then he's genuinely had his trust shattered and he's struggling to carry burdens and Greg doesn't get that because he sees the world completely differently, he's got zero preconceived notions burned into him

Wirt has notions, he's old enough for it

And he's kind of hampered by them

Only looking at this twice did I actually see the fog that he steps into in the eighth episode, the genuine fog, and how he kind of shuts down

It's... depression?

And Greg's response is that of a kid who doesn't understand depression in the least because he just isn't old enough to have run up against it yet

I get the sense that Greg asked the lady of dreams to make him take Wirt's place, or something like that, but he has no idea what he's stepping into

Greg is so much smaller and it's really not his role to be the big brother

The beast (who could represent a whole host of stuff like depression? Fear? Self-flagellation?) demands he do impossible things and reach impossible goals and Greg does them at first but then he gets so worn out because it's so hard to sustain a beast like that

So he ends up completely immobilized by these vines of atrocious levels of fear? And he's so tiny? and he's never been through something like that

While Wirt, for all his faults, is hardened by his failures and fears to the degree that he can look his grief in the face and say "I'm not indulging you; your move."

Faerie changes Greg in a sense because it exposes him to realities that he doesn't fit, but he really doesn't seem to retain the effects of these negative realities. That or they simply don't affect him back in the human world. I mean Greg is a champ at seeing eldritch terrors and going "aw hey there, Barnaby! :D" and moving on with the retention span of a happy cucumber so maybe he just did that again. Maybe he still doesn't necessarily get the line between a bad dream and a deep truth. But I kind of get the sense he wasn't as deeply affected because the trip into Faerie wasn't for him.

Wirt, though, went through the classic Faerie-story process of being taken down to his lowest point in order to find himself, and that experience absolutely stayed with him.

I just remembered that Wirt and Greg jump out of a cemetery as the first step to get into the Unknown and the way it goes is Wirt cries "that's it, this is the end" like the drama queen he is and Greg immediately interprets this and jumps off the wall a moment before Wirt does

Greg knew a moment before Wirt moved that Wirt was going to jump, so he jumped first

He never ever hesitates to follow/lead his brother into deep trouble because he

Greg just

He has no concept of fear

Sssssssssaaaaaaaaa

They enter through water, and when they go back, they're returning through water.

It reeks so hard of baptism/rebirth symbolism and I'm scrambling to grasp all of it

Also the fact that Quincy Endecott has a gravestone in that cemetery

So he really is a ghost, humanly speaking ❤️

Yeah I just really love this show to my bones and I cannot wait to look into more of it and scrape more thoughts together

#Otgw #over the garden wall #OTGW rant #Over the garden wall theories #Wirt #Greg #Cartoon Network #fae theory #this show and its fae theory give life

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yeet-mcgee · 5 months

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Another take on Welcome Home Multiverse Neighbors!

Meet Gladiator!Barnaby, Empress!Ms. Beagle, and Ryan Lynton! The head leaders of the Multiversal City of CrossRoads!!

Still working on the lore and art for these guys, so ya'll will eventually see more of them much later down the line, lol

Gladiator:

The "Prince" of CrossRoads, Gladiator is the brawn of the main leaders. Similar to your classic Barnaby, he's a punny guy who's great with kids and enjoys wrestling those that wish to rival him. However, he is blind, so he depends more on his other senses when it comes to these battles.

He also has a bit of the will-they won't-they relationship with Ryan, but you didn't hear that from me-

Empress:

The "Queen" of CrossRoads, Empress is the head of it all, managing whatever political issues come up in CrossRoads, and keeping a sense of peace and comfort in this little city that they've built from the ground up. She also holds the most hatred when it comes to Creators.

Ryan Lynton:

As a former Y/N an Original Character, Ryan prefers to work in the background, serving as the main scientist/doctor/stitcher/healer in CrossRoads. Thanks to him, CrossRoads has weather, a sun and moon cycle, agriculture, and much more! He hates looking at his eyes.

Hope you guys enjoy these new fellas!! I'll work on more content for them, so ya'll can show more love for them!!! :DDD

#welcome home #welcome home puppet show #welcome home au #welcome home fanart #welcome home multiverse #art #wh multiverse #barnaby b beagle #ms beagle #y/n

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basslinegrave · 1 year

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quickly tried making a fusion design of the suits like i wanted, i didnt have an exact plan and added stuff as i went, so have this terrible watermelon cabbit

thoughts and an extra under the cut (warning spoilery for season 2)

initially i made the second color scheme but it looks like a dragonfruit fortnite character so i tried a classic half split

i ended up liking them the same (or disliking...) but i did the second one with the thought in mind that kotetsu gets to control the arms and barnaby the legs, the split one could pass as a one man suit but i wanted both of them to "pilot" it as a mecha which would rather fit with the second color scheme methinks? with red legs and green arms in the mix

it could get even bigger limbs (like good luck mode) but i ended up just adding those claw like shaped gauntlet things on a whim.. again could go way further with it but i wanted to keep it more or less looking like the og suits.. also its meant to be slightly bigger and more proportionate to fit 2 ppl inside but i stopped wrecking my brain and scrapped my initial sketches and just went with a form similar to the main suits

also wanted to add a tail but decided against it and instead add those back covers for the jetpack rocket things bunny has (forgive my terrible wording its 3am my english broke) but it was meant to be like kotetsu's grappling mechanism i just couldnt get it to look right (and tbh grappling with a "tail" would look dumb af they would just be hanging by the tail ass up or something and im saying this as a person whose sona is a monkey lmao)

no back view cuz it would be too much work for me rn

i might add to this tomorrow but as a final thing heres an extra drawing i did of them copiloting that makes no sense because if kotetsu is to control the arms he should be higher but. my subconscious wanted barnaby to hug him like this, this is the image that came up in my mind

might repost it tomorrow less cut off and more higher res if i care enough but bweeeh i hate their faces already so have at least this ✌️

#my art #tiger and bunny #taibani #tiger & bunny #ehhhh might add tags later im half asleep #tnb

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mx-darling-1 · 1 year

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Hello! Okay so I saw your dress scene! Reader hcs (and dude I ABSOLUTELY LOVE AND ADORE IT LIKE OMG)

So I was a bit curious if you’d be willing to do Wally x Gn! Reader that wears Classic lolita! (Of course if you do not mind at all!! And remember if you don’t feel comfortable with this like AT ALL whatsoever feel free to ignore it!!)

Now you have a lovely day, splendid evening, and a AWESOME night and a WONDERFUL MONTH!! (Despite its the last day of April😕)

Absolutly, I love this idea so much! I've dabbled in lolita fashion a bit, so I'll see what I can do!

Wally Darling x GN Reader Lolita fashion show

Julie has been begging you for weeks to hold a fashion show, dressing everyone up in your lolita clothing. You were definitely hesitant at first, but after some convincing, and help from Sally, you agreed. Sally helped you to make clothing for everyone, after all Howdy, Poppy, and Barnaby were far larger then the rest of the neighborhood, and your outfits could only possibly fit Wally, although they might even be a bit big on him. After a long week of sewing and getting ready, everyone had these beautiful lolita outfits.

Barnaby had on a large blue dress with white lace and a rainbow of flowers delicatly placed throught it. The sleeves were off his shoulders and he had a large blue bow to tie his eyes up, a small group of flowers at the base of it. Howdy had a green velvety dress with wite lace as the sleeves. He wore long black gloves on all four arms and black ribbon was laced across his horns. Poppy wore an orange and beige drapped coat that drapes across her back. She wears a bonnet that matches as well. Eddie and Frank are wearing matching outfits, the same fit and style, although Eddie wore a suit and pettie coat made with bright flowery colors and gray lace while Frank wore a gray suit and pettie coat with a bright flowery lace. Julie wore a light pink lolita dress that opens to a white skirt in the front. It is adorned in white lace with a large bow at the center of her chest. She wore a large pink hat with holes tp show her horns through the top, and her horns were adorened with a light pink lace. Sallys was extreamly extravigant, a light yellow dress with white lace and covered in bows. It was stunning and definitly fit her personality. You were most proud of Wallys outfit. A extravigant blue tailcoat with a white undershirt and white pants. This outfit was paird with white platform kneehigh boots that had blue hearts on the bottom.

You, embarrassingly, spent the most time on his because you were a bit excited to see him in similar clothing to you. Currently, you were in a dressing room back stage, your dress has been a suprise from Sally, so you were ecstatic to see what she came up with. After only a few moments, everyone else was dressed and Sally walked in with your outfit...it matched the outfit you made for Wally, it was made from all the same fabrics and the design was almost identical, except it was formated more like the classic lolita dress, instead of a tailcoat. You felt heat rise to your cheeks as Sally handed you the extravegant dress. "Here you go [Name]! You get to walk out with Wally, so hurry and get ready!" Sally winked at you before turning and closing the door behind her.

As you looked at the dress you couldnt help but feel nervous. Still, you promised to do this with everyone, and it isnt much different then what you wear daily. So...you could play it off! Once you got yourself calmed down, you put the dress on and looked at yourself in the mirror. You couldnt help but smile a bit, doing a small twirl. Once you built up the confidence, taking a breath you opened the dressing room door and stepped into the main area where Wally was waiting for you. All your friends were waiting to watch already, so all you would have to do is take Wallys arm and walk out. Yet, it seemed both of you were frozen. You were absolutely in awe at how Wally looked in the outfit you made for him. You knew he would look amazing, but not this amazing. Little did you know, Wally was thinking the exact same thing. He felt an emotion he wasnt familier with, flustered.

After a few moments Wally collected himself and walked over to you, holding his hand out "Well you look just stunning Neighbor." You could feel your cheeks heat up at the compliment as a dorky smile reached your face. "Oh! Thank you, you look amazing as well..Darling." You took his hand, glancing away from embarrassment, not even realizing Wallys face had a rising flush to it as well. Still confident as ever though, Wally guides you past the curtains and onto the long catwalk. All of your neighbors began cheering as you both strutted down in these new outfits. Once you both got down to the end, Wally took your hand and knelt down. Oh god your mind is racing and you can feel the heat rise to your cheeks. "U-um, Wally?"

Wally just looks up at you with a smile, your friends still cheering as Sally and Julie fist bumped without even looking away. "[Name], my dear neighbor, would you be my partner?" Your heart was pounding in your chest and suddenly the rest of the world was silent, everything seemed to fade away except for Wally in front of you. In only a few moments, you picked Wally up, him going limp in your velvety arms as you twirled him around. Your dress puffed out, his tailcoat floated out with the wind, and your words were clear as day. "Yes! I would love to be your partner Wally!" You're friends began to cheer louder as Wallys smile grew even bigger, a lovesick expression on his face.

I may have went overboard with just talking about their designs, but hopefully you liked the chapter! Have an amazing day!

#wally darling #welcome home #wally darling x reader #gn reader #gender nuetral reader #oneshot #lolita fashion #Wally is such a sap #I swear I cant stop writing wally as a lovesick dork

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 8 months

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Please tell me more about your human welcome home au 👀

!! gladly!!

i don't remember what i said in the first - and like... only lmao - post about it so if i restate some things! fuckign oopsie! (a lot of this is just Barnaby &/or Wally asbdjasj im sorry) also this got! so fucking long!

~ (im gonna talk about their middle/highschool years a lot so keep in mind the time frame is late 90s / early 2000s. they graduate high in either 2006/2007. so. yk. obvious warning for homophobia, transphobia, etc)

fun lil thing no.1)

so Barnaby & Wally briefly meet for the first time in the summer before 7th grade. the town Barnaby grows up & goes to school in isn't tiny, but it's not huge either. - i don't have a very good frame of reference for how many students are typically in a school, bc in both my middle/high there was at least nearly 2k of us. - so we'll just say it's smaller than that - a respectable, normal size, however many students that is. but Barnaby's school rarely, if ever, got any new kids.

so Wally randomly appeared on the edge of the Beagle farm one day, staring directly at Barnaby from across the fields. before Barnaby could go say hi, Wally vanished - but! on the first day of 7th grade, they wound up sharing a class. ofc within the day Wally was known as not only the new kid, but a weird kid at that. for the first week he sat next to a kid who had zeroed in on that and was an ass about it. Barnaby - already having an established rep as class clown & also widely well-liked by his peers - would try to stand up for Wally (from across the room) whenever that kid was being a dick to Walls in front of the class

by the end of that first week, seating arrangements were shifted, and Barnaby was seated next to Wally for the first semester instead. ofc the moment Barnaby sat down, he tried to strike up conversation and cracked a killer joke. and Wally, as we all know, doesn't laugh. he doesn't even blink! it rattles Barnaby to his core - not everyone laughs at his jokes, but there's always some kind of reaction!

class begins before Barnaby can be like "hey that. that was a joke. you're supposed to laugh". the whole hour all he can think about is the strange new kid next to him Who Didn't React To Barnaby's Joke. when the bell rings, Barnaby lingers as Wally (very slowly) packs up to go to his next class and walks him there. on the way he explains the joke, and Wally does the whole "oh. ha ha." thing. this all makes Barnaby very late to his next class (he's usually very punctual and never late - he doesn't want to disappoint his mama!) but for once he does not care.

Barnaby has been struck with this soul-deep need to get a genuine reaction out of Wally. he needs to make that guy actually laugh. it's all he can think about. he seeks Wally out for lunch, tries to find him after school (can't), looks for him in the halls. and to be clear! this is all very platonic! well, ok, these two kinda muddle the line BUT they have no romantic interest in each other. Barnaby just... really wants to be the new kid's friend. he wants to make him laugh. it's a friendship crush! platonic yearning! an inescapable desire to please & be accepted! he wants Wally's approval so so badly!

basically, Barnaby says "you're the weirdest person i've ever met (affectionate, intrigued, entranced)" and Wally replies "thank you (proud)"

fun lil thing no.2)

in my mind, Barnaby was a small kid. he was one of those kids who seemed like they were either gonna stay short, or just barely reach average height. he got his main growth spurt when he was like.... 16. it was very sudden. he lived the classic trope of "teen gets way taller over the summer and startles everyone on the first day of school". im talkin he goes from around 5'7 to 6'3. shoots right up like bamboo! and he's still not full height yet! mf is gonna cap out at 6'6!

on the flip side, Howdy was always just. so tall. he was that kid who towered over his peers from the start! ofc he got teased relentlessly for it (along with the transatlantic accent he started talking w/ at a young age and refuses to stop - among other eccentricities), but yk. he already got constant comments from his huge family about it, so he grew a thick skin pretty early on.

Poppy, on the other hand - the last of the three giants - had it worse than both of them! she wasn't outright taller than Howdy, and didn't have a sudden growth spurt like Barnaby, but steadily grew over the years until she was the tallest teen in town. this hit her hard bc not only did it draw unwanted attention to her & make her a target, but it made her dysphoria way worse (Poppy doesn't realize she's trans until highschool, and then doesnt medically transition until her early 20s)

but! once she started getting super tall, Howdy essentially glued himself to her a la "we tall guys gotta stick together!" a classic 'extrovert adopts introvert' thing. Poppy had no say in the matter.

fun lil thing no.3)

everyone's family sucks - except for Barnaby's, Howdy's, and Eddie's. well, mostly Eddie's. in my head they meant well but just... didn't really see the harm they were doing to him. he never spoke up, and they never saw him deeper than surface level.

but Frank's family? horrible. eugh. he was the school's "out gay kid" - not of his own choice! his peers picked up on it because it was very obvious. then the teachers heard, and let his parents know because of course they did, etc etc. Frank's home life was already shitty, and then getting outed (without any real proof or confirmation) made it a hundred times worse. he was a pretty depressed teen (emo Frank lets go) with mild anger issues & a habit for picking fights. but anyway on his eighteenth birthday he packed up his essentials into a backpack, escaped out the back, and never returned.

and Julie's siblings were alright, but their parents and grandparents were all very ~traditional~. it wasn't as rough as Frank's - it was more of a neglectful, passive-aggressive "you're all disappointments' household. ex: Jonesy was known as the local pothead & dealer, and his parents essentially pretend he's not part of the family despite him living in their basement. Bea had a bad (untrue) reputation, Franny was the goth weirdo who people blamed for their problems, etc. and then Julie was always different from "normal girls", and so her parents chalked her up as a mistake as well. but hey! at least the sibs were in it together! and the parents didn't care if Frank stayed over!

Poppy's family was great up until her parents caught her trying on a skirt Sally had made for her. it was a horrible, terrible downhill slide from there. they forced her to join the basketball team, made her keep her door open at all times, etc. for a while she couldn't even see her friends, though eventually they started sneaking in through her window & passing her notes in class. messaging in a 'secret' chatroom yk how it is. Poppy never directly stood up to her parents (very understandable & valid) but she rebelled in small ways. lying about having an after-school thing so that she could be with her friends, convincing her parents to let her go to a study group when in reality she'd be having a girls' night with Sally & Julie & Julie's sisters @ the Beagle farm.

Sally's family was similar to Julie's in that they were more lukewarm towards her than outright abusive. they thought she was too loud, too flamboyant, too expensive, too obvious, pretty much too everything. they wanted her to be normal - Sally wanted to stand on the roof and wax (loud) poetic about damsels. she wasn't outright bullied for being gay like Frank was, but it was certainly a common rumor that she was a lesbian. as a result, most of the girls at school wanted nothing to do with her, and the guys loved to provide commentary on the subject. her parents tried their best to ignore that truth and acted like she was totally straight. sure. still, Sally always refused to compromise on who she was, and treated it all like a mild annoyance. totally didn't hurt her at all. yep. (sarcasm)

there isn't anything known about Wally's family. not even Barnaby knows about them. the group tossed theories around (amongst themselves) over the years - was he an orphan? foster kid? was his family / home life so horrific that he doesn't want anyone to know? all they know is that he became an emancipated minor as young as legally possible and started living in Home, his (admittedly very spacious & high quality) RV. and they didn't even know about that until their junior year except for Frank

on the other side of the coin!

Ms. Beagle was the friend group's favorite adult growing up. the Beagle Farm was a common refuge & hangout spot for them, and Ms. Beagle let all of Barnaby's strange & delightful little friends know that there's always a guest room open for them, should they ever need it. and as a respected member of the community (and provider for the best chicken eggs in town), anyone who tried to speak up against the kids was Immediately shut the fuck down. Ms. Beagle took no shit. if people were talking ill about that "group of depraved teenage fuckups" and Ms. Beagle turned the corner, all conversation would cease until she was well out of earshot. she likes to say that she has 6 kids, all of whom she loves dearly and is very proud of <3

Howdy's family is too damn big to care. not in a neglectful way, just in a "oh, you're friends with... who was it again? Franz? invite him over to dinner someti- STOP PUNCHING YOUR BROTHER-" there's too much chaos, too many things to keep track of to care if Howdy's friends are gay, or trans, or absolutely fucking bizarre. they'll blend right in! Howdy could bring them over for dinner without telling his family and none of them would blink twice! Howdy mentioned that his friends have bad home lives Once and his parents immediately insisted that he bring them over for next week's thanksgiving so that they don't have to deal with that during what should be a holiday. thus began the All Six Of Us + Ms. Beagle + Franny/Bea/Jonesy Attend The Pillar Family Thanksgiving. its incredibly chaotic every time. there's so many fucking people. they're too busy fighting for survival (bread rolls) to bother with manners or awkwardness. every time they leave feeling like they fought a war. none of the friend group has missed a single year.

fun thing no.idontremember!

Wally & Barnaby have had three fights. each are catastrophic and threatened to tear the friend group apart. because those two are closer than anyone - they are each others person. they would both rather chug rat poison than willingly hurt each other. and while Barnaby - a pretty easygoing guy - can get riled up, Wally... really can't. he's never angry. even things that Should make him angry only make him confused or sad. he's too kind, too earnest, a bit of a pushover. he'll just take it with a smile.

so when Wally stands his ground, they all know shit is going tf down. code red, everyone brace. and if he stands his ground against Barnaby? pack a fucking go-bag and ditch town until the storm blows over.

the first time was when Barnaby found out that Wally lives in a damn RV. Wally got weirdly defensive about it, Barnaby was upset that Wally never even told him but somehow Frank knew (he had a bad night & couldn't go home, Julie was unavailable, and Wally found him and took him to the RV for the night) & that Wally is living alone in an RV at all, etc etc - it was a huge fight. & it just kept getting worse. when Barnaby tried to get Wally to move to the farm - that was the first time he's ever heard Wally snap at anyone, let alone him. and since the friend group is fully established at this point, and they're all hopelessly entangled in each others' lives, it affects all of them. sides have to be chosen - there is no neutral party on this. Wally ended up vanishing for a week without a word, and his RV vanished from where it had been parked thus far. the group was in shambles. when Wally turned back up, he actively avoided them all. it took Barnaby tracking down the rv and not leaving until Wally talked to him to have a conversation and fix things. but hey! the disaster actually helped them get even closer!

the second fight was when Barnaby had to go back to the Beagle Farm for their second year of community (Ms. Beagle had a minor accident and needed his help running the farm). Wally wanted to drop out too & go with him, and it turned into a big deal of Barnaby trying to get him to stay while Wally gets unusually pushy & upset about it. the fight wasn't nearly as bad as the RV one, and was more just sad/distressing, but it was still a fight. they parted on less than stellar terms, which they both felt horrible about. Wally has to go through the last year of community alone - he hasn't been alone in many years at this point, and since they met he's never been without Barnaby.

the third fight comes many years later, and this one is the worst. the friend group has all graduated university(those that attended), they're living in the same town, Barnaby & Wally (technically) share a house, Eddie is part of the group now. once again, its over everyone's favorite RV, Home. Home is very old at this point - Wally has had it for around 15 years, and he didn't get it new, and it's been through a lot. Wally is still half living in it, even though it's starting to fall apart. Barnaby brings up the notion that maybe it's time to send the old thing off to a dump, or find a way to put it in storage. they can't keep up the upkeep. it's time to say goodbye to it. Wally flips his fucking lid - or his version of it, anyway. because, uh. no. absolutely fucking not. it's already a very touchy subject, and emotions rise fast. Wally initially shuts down the conversation immediately. over the next week or so, few weeks maybe, tension between Barnaby & Wally simmers. the entire friend group is holding their breath. Barnaby wants the RV gone, as sad as he is about it. Wally won't allow it. of course they reach a breaking point - Barnaby pulls the "i own the property its parked on" card, Wally threatens to leave. of course that scares Barnaby, but that fear mixes with the anger and he fully yells at Wally for the first time. and then Wally shoves him. or tries to - it does nothing physically, but emotionally? it immediately drains all anger from the situation. Wally has never purposefully raised a hand against anyone ever, for any reason. and yet he tried to shove Barnaby. Wally immediately turns tail and runs - he locks himself in the RV, and Barnaby goes to Howdy's.

at Howdy's, Wally calls Barnaby. at first Barnaby jumps at the chance to apologize and try to work something out, but then he recognizes the background noise - Wally is driving Home somewhere. that RV is absolutely not fucking safe to drive anymore. the conversation immediately derails and goes from 0 to 100 within a second. Howdy is off to the side nervously sipping at his beer as Barnaby argues w/ Wally. the phone call abruptly cuts off, Barnaby says "the little bastard hung up on me" and starts Ranting. he says things he doesn't mean, obviously, and Howdy is trying to get him to chill tf out. he's just too angry/scared/hurt/worried yk?

but don't worry Barnaby! Wally didn't hang up on you! yeah so a while later (a little over an hour i think), Barnaby gets a call! it's from the town hospital! yeah so he's Wally's emergency contact, and apparently Wally "hanging up on him" was actually Wally getting into a horrendous accident. it wasn't his fault! there was a drunk driver! but it's... bad. the drunk driver had died in the crash, and since it was night and no one was around, help was a long time coming for Wally. its a miracle that someone found him & called an ambulance in time! so Barnaby realizes that the whole time he was talking shit & being angry, his best friend was slowly dying in a ditch somewhere, alone and in pain. and that's a whole thing!

time for some fun "facts"!

the first time Eddie went over to Frank's place, he immediately fainted when Frank turned the lights on & Eddie saw that he was surrounded by pet tanks filled with Very Large Bugs. then he fainted again when Frank removed the tarantula from its tank to clean said tank.

Wally & Barnaby's cat is named Welcome! she's usually small & pitch black with a permanently bristled tail! she's actually Barnaby's - he found her in a park as a kitten, and her unnerving stare reminded him of Wally so he took her home. Wally would like a dog! Barnaby would not! the cat is their only pet and will remain their only pet, no compromise. Wally retaliated by gluing googly eyes & dog ears onto a rock he found, then painting it. its name is Barnaby. Barnaby has beef w/ it a la Elmo & Rocco when Wally isn't looking

one time, during a group trip to the annual Pillar Family Thanksgiving, the gang stopped at a cabin-themed diner. Sally gasped at stopped Barnaby at the door "We must leave - you can't eat here". when everyone asked why, she pointed at a decorative sign on the wall: Don't Feed The Bears. it instantly became a smash hit inside joke that sometimes backfires (like that one time they go camping and Barnaby acts like he can't open the bear-proof dumpsters & locks & coolers). Howdy once got a "dont feed the bears" sign to put up in the store's diner section as a joke, but as soon as Barnaby saw it he left and refused to come back until Howdy took it down. he'd stand outside the store window and gaze at Howdy from afar w/ the biggest, saddest puppy eyes. it was incredibly effective

speaking of Howdy's store! they all built it together! Howdy managed to get his hands on an abandoned shell of an old building, and they all refurbished/renovated it! they all had the collective skills to get it done. Wally helped draw up blueprints & directed the color-scheme / painting portion, Sally and Barnaby used their carpentry skills, etc.

when Eddie "reconnects" with everyone, he feels like he's going insane. 'cause he keeps running into people who are familiar enough that it bothers him, but he just can't place where they're from (most if not all of them look very different from the last time he saw them in highschool). it drives him nuts! and then he meets Wally and Wally's like "oh! Eddie! it's you!" and Eddie's all "uh... how did you know myna- OH MY GOD IT'S YOU". he has a small crisis because he's over that time in his life, he's in a much better place, he's grown as a person. then he realizes that it's not just Wally but the entire fucking friend group he agonized over wanting to befriend for years and years. the group that (unintentionally) made him feel completely alone and like he was living a lie. and he keeps. running. into them. so Eddie, who just moved to this town, starts looking at mail carrier opportunities elsewhere bc he is Not doing this again - only for Julie to show up and drag him to a friend group function. because they all got together and went "oh, you caught up w/ Eddie too?? so we're in agreement? great! he's ours now! Julie, go get him". and then they accidentally break Eddie's wrist in a zealous game of soccer-baseball-corntoss & from then on won't leave him alone <3

Wally keeps his hair consistently dyed a rich royal blue - even his eyebrows! he continuously touches it up so his roots are never showing! Barnaby keeps his hair dyed blue in solidarity, but to a lesser extent - his roots show, and he doesn't dye his eyebrows or his sideburns/beard

on that vein, Wally has a very extensive hair-care routine he does every morning. he straightens his natural curls out, manipulates his hair into that absurd swirl, and hairsprays it to death. & gels down everything else. shit's Airtight. then at night he has an equally elaborate routine of washing the hairspray/gel out, treating his hair with high quality shampoos/conditioner/oils, and blowdrying it with impeccable technique to keep it Healthy

continuing on that vein - one time Barnaby was makin' breakfast when he heard a crash from upstairs. he sprinted to go see if Wally was alright, but Wally had locked the bathroom door and refused to open up. after Barnaby convinced him to, the door opened to reveal a very miserable Wally still in his towel. his hair was green. "the bottle said dye-safe', he said. the bottle lied. he wore hats for a while.

ok im gonna stop here! this is an absurd amount! i got carried away!

#this au is.... fun #its uh? speculative in a way?#im holding the neighbors in a tightly clenched fist and asking #'how can i keep you all as accurate as possible in this wildly different setting with completely different life experiences'#'how can i apply human life to you all and still keep you in character w/ lives Believable to your character'#its fun. its interesting. in a way its an exploration & dissection of their characters #rambles from the bog #wh modern human au #i.. enjoy it #its interesting to imagine and think about an consider!#how can i keep them the same and how can i Not while staying faithful!#i hope im succeeding!#sorry for the absurdly long post!!!!#this is over 3k words of wordspill!#actually no im not sorry! i hope you enjoy(ed)!

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Tickly Body positivity

AN: This wasnt a request persay! This was just an idea I had randomly and I just had to write! I hope u enjoy! (Please dont tag as ship!)

Summary: During a sleepover with two of his pals, Barnaby gets a bit self conscious of his looks. Leave it too his two pals to cheer him up!

Barnaby stared at his own reflection in the mirror, his normal happy smile morphed into a grimace as he took in his own apprence. Has he always been this....plump?

He gave a poke to his plush tummy, frown deepening at the way it squished gently at the touch. His tail tucked between his legs and he tugged down at his vest, now suddenly self consious on how it did little to cover his round tum.

Voices outside the door startled him out of his spiraling self consious thoughts, which got more audible the closer to the door they got. "Barnieee~!" Came Julies bubbly voice, the monster puppet gave a quirkly little five tapped knock, "Are you almost ready for our sleepover?"

Ah right the sleepover, in his spiral Barnaby had almost forgotten Wally and Julie was over at his home for a planned annuel sleepover, which he was supposed to be getting ready for before he had caught himself in his mirror.

He cleared his throat, "Nearly! Give me just another moment!"

There was silience at the door for a few moments and Barnaby thought the two other puppets had left, when suddenly.

"Barnie? Are you okay? You sound upset."

'Ah drats' he thought at the concern sounding tone of his little monster puppets friends voice through the door, clearly he hadnt done a good enough job at masking his unhappiness. Now he was out here worrying his friends over nothing, classic Barnaby B. Beagle.

"Barnaby?" There was Wallys cool even tone, afflicted with the same tint of concern that Julies had been. "Is something wrong?

"Nope!" Barnaby chirped, though it sounded forced even to him "Everythings A-Okay!"

Silience and then;

"Barnie...? Can we come in..?"

Oh of course Julie had to bring out her sad voice, the blue beagle could already imagine the sad big eyes she would be given him if he could see her. The neighborhoods greatest collective weakness.

"Aw, alright." he sighed. "You can come in."

There were a few whispers outside the door for a brief second before the door opened, the two smaller puppets stepping inside.

Wally wore his signature blue robe, while Julie wore a soft looking pink nightgown with a pair of butterfly socks that she most likely had "Borrowed" from Frank. Both of them wore matching looks of concern, thought Wallys was more well hiddened behind his calm half lidded eyes.

Julie didnt waste a second, hurrying over to wrap her arms around the much bigger puppets middle to the best of her abilites, tiliting her head up to rest her chin on his stomach so she could peer up at him.

"Awww Barnie! You look so dad? Whats wrong?

Barnaby couldnt tell if he really was just bad at hidding his emotions or if his friends simply knew him well enough by now to be able to read him like an open book. He assumed the latter.

He chuckled softly, reaching up a hand to gently pat the monster puppet a top her head, being mindful of her horns.

"Aww Jules, dont worry bout lil ole me, I'll be alright."

Jules gave him a pout while Wally hummed thoughtfully.

"What made you sad in the first place? Did something happen?"

There was a hint of...something...to the painters tone, something that threatned very un-nice words being spoken to whoever might have made the beagle upset.

Barnaby felt one of his fluffy ears twitch abit nervously. "Aw it was nuthin! I just caught a look in the mirror and realized that I probably needed to cut back on the hotdogs!"

He chuckled the same way he usually did when telling on of his jokes, now usually self depraicating jokes werent his style, and in fact were something he would call his friends out on, but when in doubt of what to do, tell a joke about it!

Instead of laughing like Barnaby had hoped his friends would do, they simply gave him confused looks.

"Why?" Julie asked, cocked her head to the side. "Dont you love hotdogs?"

Barnaby akwardly cleared his throat. "Well of course I do! Its just dont you think ive been looking a bit 'Overstuffed' lately?"

Apparently that was the wrong thing to say, as he only seem to dig his grave further based on the looks his two friends gave him.

"Whats wrong with that?" Julie asked, voice taking on a more thoughtful tone as she looks up at him in concern.

Barnaby quickly held up his paws, shaking his head. "Oh nothin at all of course! Its just," He sighed, "Well kid you know how it can be gettin stuck inside your own head is all."

"Aw well I dont think theres anything wrong with being plump!" Julie declared firmly, she gave Barnaby a squeeze and nuzzled her face in his fur.

"Sides!" She giggled, "It just means theres more to hug!"

"Plus" Wally hummed, appearing suddenly on Barnabys other side, the beagle had no idea how he even got there so quietly.

The yellow puppet wrapped his own arms around the blue dog puppets other side, nuzziling his cheek against his fur in the same way.

"I think it makes you very comfortable to snuggle."

Julie giggled, "Yeah! Youre friend shaped!"

"Like a teddy bear." Wally hummed thoughtfully, Julie grinned.

"A teddy beagle!"

Barnaby let out a huff of amusement, he could feel his face getting warmer and his tail begining to wag a mile a mintuie behind him at all of the genuine compliments he was recciving from his friends.

"Yeah Yeah alright you two I get it, now stop with the mushy stuff before I turn into a puddle."

Julie, however, shook her head. "Nuh uh mister! We'll stop once you admit just how adorable you are!"

Barnaby felt his face go even wamer at the thought of activly calling himself adorable out loud, he may be in the middle of getting cuddled by his two clingy friends, but he still had a reputaion to uphold people!

"N-Now I dont know about that-"

"Hey Julie." Wally suddenly spoke up nonchantly from Barnabys other side.

"Hm?"

"You know another good thing about Barnaby being plump?" He purred, voice suddenly taking on a mischvious lift that made Barnaby suddenly very suspicuous.

"Oh? And whats that?" The monster puppet asked with a smile, picking up on Wallys tone. The puppet lifted up his hands and wiggled his fingers.

"Why it means theres more to tickle of course!"

In an instant the wiggling fingers decended down upon the poor unexpecting beagle, skittering and pinching at his belly.

The comedian let out a very uncharartistic squeal at the sudden sparking ticklish sensations, flapping his hands and he tried to twist his way away from Wallys ticklish grasp"

Meanwhile Julies eyes lit up with a happy squeak. "Of course how could I forget!" She giggled, her own hands beginign to tweak gently at Barnabys belly. Causing him to snort loudly.

"HehehehEHEHy!" Y-You twohohoho cut it ouhohohoht!"

The Beagle squrimed twisting frantcially between the two mischvious puppets, stumbling backwards his legs suddenly hit the foot of his bed, sending him tumbling backwards onto it. His two little attackers quickly followed, climbing up onto the bed to sit on either side of him they began to poke, prod, and wiggle their fingers across his belly at every opening they could find.

Barnaby cackled like a madman, or well, maddog. Twisting partways onto his side in hopes of escaping the tickling fingers but it was to no avail. Those hands seemed to follow him no matter where he twisted or squirmed.

Julie giggled, "Aww, look at this belly~!" she cooed, skittering her fingers across it, giggiling harder at the silly sounds it produced from the beagle puppet.

"So full of love!"

"And giggles" Wally added in with a mischevious grin, gently kneading into the blue beagles plush tummy. Julie grinned right back at him.

"Oh of course! Lots of giggles!"

"Think we can tickle them all out?"

Julie giggled. "Oooo great idea! Lets find out!"

Barnaby was in stiches, howling with snort filled laughter. His leg kicked out like a puppies, and his tail was wagging so fast it thumped the bed loudly in a steady rythme. Not wanting to hurt his little friends he tried to keep his squirming to a minimum, his hands coming up to cover his warm beet red face.

"Guhuhuhuhys pleahehehehse! I-Im begin' yahahahahaha!"

"All you have to do is admit how adorable you are~" Julie sing songed, poking his belly with each word, causing him to squeak eachtime.

"Come on Barnie, its not that hard!" Wally chirped, "All you gotta do is say; 'I, Barnaby B. Beagle, am very adorable and sweet no matter how plump I may get!', See? Easy!"

If the beagles face could somehow get any warmer it did right then in there, he curled up further into a little ball, hiccuping now in between his silly cackles. Not one to be defeated by two puppets half his size he managed to squeak out in between hiccups.

"N-Nehehehehver!"

"Never?" Julie gasped, "Did you hear that Walls? He said never!"

"Oh I heard him alright!"

"Do you know what this means?" She giggled. "I think it means he doesnt want us to ever stop! I think he's just having too much fun!"

Wallys eyes lit up happily. "Oh! But of course! I mean just look at how much his tail is wagging!"

Julie giggled, looking down at the beagle. "Aww do you like the tickles Barnie? Do you just love em soooo much?"

Barnabys tail felt like it was gonna wag off from how fast it was going, which really didnt help prove his point as he squealed out protests in reponse, hiding his face in his hands.

Suddenly, after a few moments, the tickling stopped completly, leaving Barnaby confused and out of breath, shaking with left over giggles. Cautiously he began to remove his arm from his face when suddenly-

"Ready Walls? 1....2....3-!"

There were two twin intakes of air followed by the worrst ticklish sensations the poor beagle had ever felt spreading acorss his entire belly, he quite literally, let out a howl followed by peals of full blown belly laughter. Desperatly he banged his fist on the bed.

"OKAHAHAY! OKAHAHY! I GIHIHIHIVE! I GIHIHIHVE! UNCLE!"

Instantly the sensations came to a stop, and this time nothing else followed. Barnaby was left a giggly pile of goo, gasping for breath he struggled to control his left over titters. After a moment of composing himself he finally moved his arm from his face, he was met by two fond pairs of smiles looking down at him.

"Well~?" Wally hummed, Julie crossed her arms as if waiting expectantly. Barnaby let out a long drawn out groan, giving the two lighthearted glares. "Fiihihihne, Fine! Im...." He muttered the last part far too quiet for the two of them too hear, Jullie raised a brow, lifting up her hands to wiggle her fingers threateningly.

"What was that Barnie?"

Barnaby squeaked, holding up his paws.

"Okay okay! Take it easy! I....I said that I am....adorable.."

"And sweet?"

".....And sweet..."

"Annnnd the most ticklish puppet in the neighborhood?"

"Wha-Hey!" Barnaby spluttered, fully sitting up on the bed.

"Im not saying that! Its not even true and you know that!" He gave Julie a playful poke in her side, causing her to jump and squeak out a giggle.

Wally snorted softly at that, until Barnaby also gave him a poke to the ribs, or where ribs would be, causing him to yelp and nearly tumble off the bed.

"Wha- Hey!"

Barnaby chuckled, wrapping an arm around each of the smaller puppets and tugging them down to lay beside him, earing him twin yelps of suprise. The two puppets squirmed a bit, but after realizing that the beagle wasnt going to do anything they quickly relaxed and snuggled against his side. Barnaby opened and eye to peer at them and chuckled.

"Dont think you two are off the hook, I'm too tired to get you back now but there will be no mercy come morning."

Wallys face went red while Julie giggled excitedly, she rested her head on the beagles chest.

"Did you really mean it when you said you were adorable?"

Barnaby gave her a fond smile, "Yeah yeah I meant it."

The beagle found himself suprised that what came out of his mouth was actually true, he did belive he was adorable. So what if he was plump in the tum? It just made him more comfortable to hug!

Julie positivly beamed at him, nuzziling her face against his chest.

"Good! Now hush. im tired, its sleepy time."

Barnaby rose a brow. "Oh youre tired?"

"Hush!"

The beagle chuckled softly, closing his eyes and letting out a content sigh as he friends snuggled closer to him.

"....Wait guys i never did actually get to change into my pjs...guys?....Guys?....Nevermind..."

#Pandabuns posts #Pandabuns fics #welcome home tickles #ticklish! Barnaby #Shout out to all my chubby and fat lees out there u are so awesome and valid #This was very fun to write i love Lee Barnaby #He big puppy!!!

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mrclairdycat · 1 year

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☆ MORE WELCOME HOME HEADCANONS CAUSE I'M HYPERFIXATING >:3c

So... It's canon that the neighbours pick Wally up and that he likes to be held. Sometimes randomly, other times because he asks. However, I headcanon that Wally asks to be picked up just by putting his arms up: everyone in the town just knows what this means. Eddie, though, forgets about this. I imagine a moment where Wally sees Eddie walking and puts his arms up. The mailman looks at him, confused, then goes:"Oh!" and gives him two high fives before walking away to deliver the mail and whistling. Wally is left there with his arms up. he watches his hands like "👁v💧👁" and then watches as Eddie walks away.

Wally's swirly hair is bouncy. Barnaby loves to just pat the hair and say "Boing bo-boing." Wally hates when people touch his hair, but he likes to hear Barnaby laugh so he lets him do it.

Speaking about Wally's hair, he loves having a hair morning routine every single day, it's a routine that brings him joy, to him doing his hair means starting his day. He's never seen without his hair done, if he couldn't do it the day would be totally ruined, he would have a meltdown (when he has a meltdown he just goes non verbal and stays home all day. Home probably tries to cheer him up, too.)

Polly is very mother. She takes care of everyone in the town as if they're her children. The neighbours often visit her since she's so pleasant, it's like visting grandma's house! Whenever someone visits her she can't help but start cooking them something. The neighbours always so "Oh, don't bother," or "You don't have to really," but she feels like she has to, it's in her mother instincts!

I have headcanons for the character's music tastes: Wally likes soft love or romantic songs: he listens to them as he draws and moves his feet up and down, he hums aswell. Barnaby likes to listen to jazz because it's improvised, fun and nice to vibe to. Eddie likes rock music: he probably stims to it and definitely pretends to play a guitar every time. Poppy likes to listen to pop songs, especially ones made and sung by female artists. Julie likes them aswell, especially the more upbeat ones. Whenever she comes over they probably sing and dance together. Frank likes classical music, especially while gardening, reading or studying. Home loves lullabies, who Wally sings, Howdy likes to listen to the same songs that play at his store, kind of like elevator music and, at last, Sally listens to dramatic music: she loves to immerse in it, imagine scenarios and act as if she's in a play.

Barnaby is a heavy sleeper, and a loud one too. He snores a lot.

Wally often has nightmares that he wakes up from in the middle of the night. Whenever this happens he goes to Barnaby's house, crawls in his bed and sleeps with him. It's the only thing that stops him from having nightmares. Surprisingly he doesn't mind his snoring too, since he likes having someone making sounds as he sleeps. It's comforting to him, because it means they're there. He also thinks Barnaby is very comfy considering his fur and size. The dog is used to waking up some days and see Wally there, it happened many times. Since it doesn't wake him up he doesn't mind it: whatever helps his friend is ok with him. Barnaby also believes Wally's nightmares are pretty standard, but they're actually gorey and dark and are, mostly, about his friends dying and stuff, or waking up one day to a desert town, which is why it upsets Wally so much.

Wally has people pleasing tendencies. He just wants to make friends with anyone he meets, which is why he's so friendly and nice. However, don't be fooled, this doesn't mean you can trample all over him. Sure, he doesn't vocally set boundaries, but if you do something to hurt his feelings he's gonna get his revenge... in other indirect ways. He's also often scared that his neighbours wouldn't be friends with him if he wasn't like this, which is why he often feels resentment. He's wrong though: his neighbours would totally still love him.

One time, as Frank and Julie were playing together like always, she said something like:"Oh Frank, why are you always so angry all the time? Be more like Wally! He's never upset at anything, that man is always so happy," she then started to wonder: "why, I don't think I've ever seen Wally be truly angry at something. Do you think he can't just feel anger, Frank?" she asked. "Of course he can, everyone feels emotions, silly. All of them. I do have to say though, I'm curious to see Wally angry." They organized a plan to make Wally angry and watched inside Howdy's store from the window in secret as they executed it: Wally came up to Howdy and gave him the posters he drew for the store. Howdy acted out the plan:"Seriously? These are so ugly," he stated as he started to make up things to criticize, "I will not accept them, you need to do a better job." He then looked at Wally who had an indescribable look on his face: he thought he was about to yell or something but, instead, he started to silently cry. Everyone panicked: Julie and Frank immediately ran up to the little guy, she hugged him tightly while Frank continously apologized. Howdy started giving him all the apples he had in his store to try and cheer him up... They decided they were not going to try to make Wally mad ever again.

I headcanon Wally to be aroace and poly. He feels strong platonic affection to all the people he makes friends with, he wouldn't like the classic idea of relationships. Why would you love two people differently? to him love should be equally shared!

#welcome home #welcomehomepuppetshow #partycoffin #wally darling #welcome home headcanon #welcome home headcanons

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veorix · 10 months

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Look into my eyes (they're the window to my soul)

Chapter 1 - The Black Paint

Rating: Teen & Up Audiences

⚠️Tags: scopophobia, hypnotism, mind manipulation, autistic wally darling, romance (in a bad way), friends to lovers, reader is a puppet (...or are they), gender neutral reader, bad ending.

Summary:

A new neighbor in town, what a lovely occasion! You're welcomed into Home with open arms by everyone, and a certain Wally Darling catches your eye. Or perhaps you catch his? As your happy and wonderful life continues on, you come to the realization that you don't know much of your past. You can't seem to remember anything, like black paint was dripped all over your memories. Try as you might to leave Home and find out for yourself what exactly happened in your past, something keeps you from going forward and exploring, and you realize you can't leave Home.

Ao3 | Next chapter

Home was a place like no other.

The colorful and cheerful streets, the bright and warm sunlight, the tall and beautiful trees, and most of all the wonderful neighbors surrounding you were a marvel. You couldn’t believe this was your life now – living happily with neighbors that had a unique way of loving you. Each one of them showed affection differently, and each one of them had accepted you into their neighborhood with open arms, showing you so in different and splendorous ways.

Julie was perhaps the most outgoing of them all. She always took you out to look at flowers, sometimes even doing a little gardening. She would always tell you about which flower meant what, or what the flowers were feeling – because somehow, of course, she knew. Sally never hesitated to include you in her newest adventure, tugging you along even when you weren’t even finished unpacking. She wanted to show you the wonders of the neighborhood ever since you moved in, perhaps the most excited of them all to have a new neighbor. Eddie showed his reliability ever since you two met – immediately, he helped you move boxes in your house, and even unpack and furnish it. Although a bit clumsy, he was of great help, determined enough to manage not to break anything even though he seemed to trip over nothing.

Howdy greeted you with the biggest of smiles and the jolliest of dispositions, offering to lend you a hand and a special discount on his shop for new neighbors. Poppy, despite her evident social anxiety, offered you the sweetest of greetings with a freshly baked pie and an invitation to visit her for tea time anytime you wanted. Frank – although dragged by Julie to say hello – gifted you a book considered a classic in Home and a firm handshake, telling you to look for him if trouble ever rose in your life. Barnaby, to this day, accompanies you to wherever it is that you’re heading if you two ever happen to cross paths, along with his goofy disposition and adorable jokes.

And Wally Darling…

Well. Wally is a person who is full of love for others, you’ve come to learn in the few months you’ve spent in Home. The friendliest out of all the neighbors, Wally has always had a talent to make every neighbor feel special. You had been told that several times ever since you moved in, but none of them quite prepared you for how the puppet would make you feel.

Wally took a little time to say hi. You thought he was perhaps shy, yet that was not the case, as he came to you with the loveliest of gifts: a painting of you and Julie looking at the flowers on a lovely afternoon. You still remember that day, and the attention to detail and commitment that Wally put into that painting is something you found outstanding.

“I wanted to give you a welcome gift, but I wanted it to cater to you somehow. Sorry it took this long,” Wally had apologized, a little blush on his cheeks as he handed you the painted canvas. “I hadn’t expected you to be so pretty,” he added absentmindedly, with a tilt of his head.

You didn't know how to react back then, frozen in shock by such a lovely surprise. You hurried to thank Wally and assured him his gift wasn’t too late, and offered him to stay for lunch. You both had a lovely time that day, Wally complimenting your cooking and telling you everything about nothing much at all, yet it was still wonderful.

Wally made you feel like no other being had made you feel.

Your fuzzy limbs felt warm and uncoordinated. You felt as if you were struck dumb whenever Wally brought his attention to you. Your cotton heart would always beat faster whenever he took your hand and offered you one of his dopey smiles and talked about apples, or took you for a walk. Every detail of Wally made you feel like he was special, and everything Wally did made you feel special.

You started to wonder if love at first sight was a thing. But that is such a silly thing after all, isn’t it? It must be a simple infatuation that will go away with time.

You break out of your thoughts as you hear Wally laughing. His laugh was so unique. It was peculiar, sort of weird, but you liked that about it.

“What is it?,” You ask, blinking at him. You were both having lunch at his house, him having insisted that he had to return the favor at some point.

“You spaced out while having food on your cheek,” Wally gestured. “Ha ha ha ha. You look so silly, neighbor.”

Blushing, you scramble for a napkin and clean your face, which is as red as the tomato sauce on the spaghetti right now.

“Apologies,” you say, “that was rude of me.” Wally just chuckles some more.

“Nonsense,” he says, “it was just a silly thing. You do bring a smile to my face often…,” Wally muses, and you blush more and preoccupy yourself with your food before you do something stupid, like ogling at Wally with dumb doe eyes.

You spend the rest of the day talking about your lives – Wally talking about his latest art project and you talking about perhaps wanting to paint some of your furniture a different color. Wally’s eyes light up, and he says he would love to help you with that. Then you two talk about maybe painting the walls, and Wally gets even more excited, his eyes sparkly with enthusiasm.

“How about painting a mural on one of your walls?,” Wally asks, buzzing with excitement yet calm at the same time, somehow. “It would look lovely. We could both paint it. How fun would that be?”

You blush, imagining that scenario. Wally close behind you, guiding your hand with his own, painting the walls of your home and painting a beautiful landscape together.

“Is that not too much?,” You ask, uncertain. “A mural is a lot of work. It could take us hours, even days…”

“Ha ha ha ha. I wouldn’t mind if it takes days. They say time flies when you’re having fun… And I always have fun when I’m with you, neighbor.”

Your fuzzy heart melts a little at those words. You feel heat crawling to your face.

“You’re as red as an apple,” Wally says between chuckles. “I wonder why that is.”

His lopsided goofy smile and sleepy looking eyes are just too much for you to bear – you have to look away for a moment, heat settling in your fuzzy cheeks and tainting them pink. Does he really not know, you wonder? Or is he just playing? You guess the world may never know. After all, this is just a silly infatuation that will go away with time, you tell yourself.

After a cup of coffee – Wally also drinks things with his eyes, you note, and you find it somehow adorable – you both bid your goodbyes and you head for home.

The coffee helps you finish the chores you had been neglecting: you wash the dishes that had been piling up, you sweep the floor, and you make your bed. After that, you’re a bit tired, so you take a seat and smile at the ceiling.

It feels like you’ve never been this happy before.

And then a sudden question pops in your head, and you can’t help but wonder. What was your life like, before coming to Home?

Tilting your head, you try to recall, but all your fuzzy head can come up with is darkness, and blurred figures. You frown. That’s a little weird, but you decide not to give it too much thought. It’s not like it matters, after all, you’re happy where you are now and nothing’s going to change that. Right?

An uneasy feeling settles at the pit of your stomach and at the center of your chest.

You shake your head. There’s nothing to worry about. You’re happy here, you live a wonderful life and you have the greatest neighbors you could’ve ever asked for. So you get up, brush your teeth, and put your pajamas on, determined to leave that train of thought in the past, and pretend they never happened.

Your dreams, however, are not so keen on letting that happen.

You dream of people surrounding you, holding a cake, and singing you happy birthday. They’re blurry, and they look so weird. They don’t have any fuzz, and they look so… different. Yet somehow, you know this is a memory. This is your birthday, and the one holding the cake is your mom, the ones surrounding you are family and friends. You know this, even if you can’t grasp at their names and even when you can’t even properly see their faces in the dream.

More scenarios – memories – happen in your dream, all of them blurry and darkened, like someone tried to erase them with black paint. You try to focus on them, but you can’t manage to distinguish any faces, nor can you pinpoint why exactly the people in your dream look so strange.

You end up waking up really late, the moon still high in the sky, the stars twinkling peacefully. You’re in cold sweat – the nightmares took a toll on you. Maybe a cup of tea would help you calm down, you muse, and you shakily wake up to do just that.

But the cup of tea doesn’t help much. You’re still jittery, wondering what those dreams meant, and so you decide to take a walk outside.

The fresh air is a welcome thing, crisp and cold, and it helps your mind slow down and cool off. Walking down a random pathway, you stare at the moon as you move forward, going through your jumbled memories and wondering what they mean, wondering where they came from. They’re obviously your past, but how much exactly do you know about your past?

With a chill down your spine, you come to the realization that you don’t know a lot.

“I know you’re excited to paint that mural, but you should really get some sleep,” a calm and gentle voice called out to you.

You’re interrupted out of your thoughts to realize you ended up in front of Home, while Wally is looking out through it’s window, lazily leaning his head on one of his hands. Strangely, even though he’s in his pajamas, his hair is done – although messily.

“Wally,” you say, surprised. “Why are you awake?”

Wally chuckles, like you’re someone oh so silly.

“I could say the same thing to you, neighbor,” Wally says. “Give me a moment.”

Wally withdraws for a minute, then emerges with two cups of tea. He didn’t take enough time for him to have made tea from scratch, though. Was he expecting you?

How did he know you were awake?

“Lavender helps you calm down, and also helps us sleep,” Wally’s calm voice says as he passes a cup to you. “Julie taught me that one.”

Blinking, you inhale the soft smell of lavender, and it helps your frayed nerves. There was something bizarre about being awake so late, and having someone help you with just what you need.

You take a cautious sip, and notice Wally hasn’t looked away from you. He hasn’t even blinked. Perhaps he’s just staring again?

“Is something wrong?,” You can’t help but ask, but Wally takes his time to answer.

“I could ask you the same thing,” he repeats. His eyes have gotten wider. That’s a new quirk you hadn’t seen before. You wonder what it means.

Your gut tells you something is wrong, but you can’t possibly make a logistic explanation to that.

Then Wally takes your hands with both of his, somehow still holding his cup with another hand, and the world starts losing color.

“There’s nothing wrong,” Wally assures, and you don’t know if he’s referring to what’s happening right now or to your general anxieties. “I’m right here.”

Your head feels empty, and you somehow lose balance, like the world is tilting to one side, yet you can’t move to regain it. You’re falling, falling, falling, but Wally is still holding your hands, and you’re frozen in place. The world is so dark, like dark paint is falling on everything. Wally’s irises keep getting wider and wider, and the whites of his eyes are barely visible.

“There’s nothing to fear,” his soft voice says, one hand coming to cup your cheek but both of his hands are still holding yours, but he’s touching your cheek now, and you don’t know what’s going on anymore. How many arms does he have, exactly?

“Wally,” you try to say, but your tongue feels too heavy to lift. You don’t know what’s happening. Your heart is beating like a wild animal, your breath short and chopped, and you don’t feel like there’s ground beneath your feet anymore. Your ears begin to ring.

Wally just smiles, and caresses your cheek with his thumb, like trying to soothe a spooked stray animal.

“It’s okay,” Wally says, “you don’t have to worry about it anymore.”

He lets go of your cheek, and everything snaps back into focus.

The ringing in your ears is gone, and the colors are back – a sharp contrast to all the darkness that surrounded you a second ago. Wally’s eyes are back to normal, you note. He’s holding his teacup with both hands, and doesn’t have extra limbs. The crisp air of the night is back.

“Goodnight, neighbor,” Wally says as he turns around to enter Home. Before you can react and say anything, the door is already closed. Home is looking at you curiously.

What just happened? Mysteriously, you’re not holding the teacup you were given, and the whole blackness and what happened with Wally… Did you dream it? Was it just your imagination?

Why were you even here?

With a startle, you realize you can’t remember why you were out of your bed and in front of Home anyway. You can’t remember why you left your house, and why you woke up at such a late hour.

With a tremor, you go back to your house and decide not to think about it anymore, Home’s ominous eyes following your every movement. Tomorrow is another day, after all. Tomorrow everything will go back to normal, you hope.

#welcome home fic #wally darling x reader #wally darling x you #no use of y/n #ao3 link #reader insert

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azyimnothere · 8 months

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4th July

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"It was quite a night, I have to admit. Only thing I can wrap my head around about this is, that I expected it. I knew it would happen, just didn't know it'll happen like this specifically. You were sleeping over last night, I was jittery all day before it because of the mare excitement it caused me, not because I was lonely in need of company, it's because you are truly something. You're confusing, you confuse me all the time, like a wall is all I can describe you as. You're expressive in your own way, I see that, you're in no way barricaded from your emotions, as it looks like, but yet I still feel it's something you tend to put up for the sake of others and not yourself. I knew I won't find anything if I look deeply into your eyes the way you like, or hear it in the tone of your voice, or see it in twich of your mouth, flap of your hands, tap of your leg and posture of your back. That's where that wall is, in front of your soul so no one can be genuinely let in. No one has ever saw you cry, not even Barnaby, so I thought, maybe I can make you crumble the wall one day and see what's inside. No one builds a wall around something that's nothing to hide. It sounds selfish and curious, I know that, but one can stay put for so long, you need to let even the strongest chain relax and let go of all the pressure it might be holding. So it doesn't snap, since it's not indestructible.

You came over with that relaxed smile you always own, nothing seemed wrong really, I had rather high expectation placed on my shoulders for that night, it was my secret little goal.

The night went nicely and you were happy with relaxing activities we took on, I got us everything to paint, bake and have a movie marathon. Classic thing you did with your friend on a sleepover, conveniently so it was things you found the most. I won't say that one thing lent to another, no, trough the whole night I could see the pure joy radiating from your body and words, but yet I caught you staring sometimes with your mouth agape before it closed, you were restricting yourself to talk. But you wanted to talk, you wanted to talk to me because you knew that I know, you thought that no one waited so long to find pieces of you before.

We were listening to music from my barely used gramophone, songs from the golden days of old. We talked with a cup of camomile tea with honey added in, to make us relax before, sleep? If we were gonna sleep, at the time I didn't know. It started to feel like i was failing, I wasn't upset at all really, it wasn't a deadlined project or a task, just a goal I thought would be beneficial for both. But with my giving up for that night, that's when you broke.

I noticed how your breathing fastened just a little and you thought over your sentences much more, you wanted to get 'the' theme on board. You asked me if I'm really here, and I was confused but didn't say no. You asked if I am willing to listen and I answered positively so.

I asked my classic 'what's wrong?', you said that it was something unusual, that something wrong was going on. You said something is not letting you feel like yourself and that you felt exhausted restraining it, hiding it away so no one can even guess that you're going through something. You looked numb and your eyes were on the floor, you said you are scared of what might happen to you in your own Home. You looked at me like you were looking at a bedroom wall, like I was nothing that can judge and am a place you can be venerable. Your smile didn't budge from your face until you decided to finally let it fall, the symbol of you masking all the sadness and exhaustion up.

You let the loudest sob that was enough for me to feel the pain it radiated in a physical form, you started to cry more as your walls brick by brick crumbled. I sat besides you as the it continued on, we forgot to turn the lights on from the movie we watched before, only sounds I heard was tv static, soft music and your loud sobbs. Eventually you scooted closer, letting me touch you as your cries didn't stop, I embraced you the closest I could in a way it's comfortable. Your body shook, the moment you were close your loud sobbs became screams, not of fear, nor agony, just pure intensity of your own emotions that you didn't allow yourself to feel. But when you did, you did it like it's the first and the last time you'll get to do such a thing. Because of it all I cried on my own, I didn't expect it to feel so painful.

You sleept in my bed last night, looked into my eyes and I realized how different your gaze feels now, your eyes red and bloodshot. They felt distant, sad and tired, you felt so open in that moment.

I don't know from where to go now that it happened, I just hope it didn't see. "

-Felix

Hello lovely people💕💕💕

So here's this little thing I might start doing where we're able to take a little look at Felix's journal where he talks about some happenings in his life or his feelings. They will be randomly put in and probably won't follow any sort of order (´。＿。｀)

I hope you like it thought!!!I put as much effort as I could with my limited time

Love you lovelies 💕💕💕

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