[TEMPORARILY CLOSED] Opening reader requests for Welcome Home <33
Hi, go ahead. Im willing to write for Julie and Wally for now, wahaha. I might be slow tho.
Accepting GN reader only (srry)
**No smut/weird requests that are sexual in any way. **(Please hun, I'm 15 😭😭)
Im willing to write for other characters such as Frank, but it’ll be platonic. My reason for this?? I dont know the other characters as well as Julie and Wally.
Can req tooth rotting fluff
Can req heavy angst
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NOTE:: If I ever temporarily close the fic requests, it means that I haven't finished 3-5 requests and when I do finish a few of em then I'll open em again, so dw!! ur lil' author just feels a bit tired and I don't wanna be buried in a bunch of reqs that keep going and going <33
except wally doesnt know that hes falling in love with the reader
he just thinks they are Such Good Friends
so he has to have the reader explain to him that no. this isn't just best friendship. youre in love wallace.
also can the reader be silly
CLUELESS! WALLY DARLING X SILLY! GN! READER — PAGE 2
“I think… I love you more than a friend, neighbor.”
Warnings : None
Platonic or Romantic? : Romantic.
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Wally stared at the shuffling bush.
You came out of it! In… a karategi? those uniforms for karate? you were holding your hands up as if you were about to hit someone.
Although he’d stifle in laughter like the first few weeks he’d met you or seen you like this, he didn’t. Something else was getting in the way.
His heart jumped, he felt so weird— it was this feeling again! Wally’s heart clenched and he felt swarms of butterflies flying in his stomach. It was strange.
Weird.
His face would flush up.
And… he was shaking?
You looked around the forest until you saw the lake and Wally.
“Wally?”
You put down your hands and walked up to him.
You giggle, patting his shoulder.
“What are you drawing there?”
Wally immediately tried to cover your eyes from the painting. He didn’t know why he did it— but he did? there was a feeling of shame inside of him, like you might not like it.
But he was too late. You already held Wally steady in his seat with both your hands on his shoulders.
“You drew this?!”
You exclaimed, your eyes glistening with amazement.
The butterflies in his stomach fluttered even more, and you hugged him from behind.
“I love it, I love it, I love it!!!!”
You giggled and slightly jumped, careful not to let the seat Wally was sitting in move. It might hit the easel if Wally or you bump into it, and you don’t wanna ruin his painting so you tried not to be too crazy on the jumping.
But it was so amazing!
However, you noticed how quiet Wally got and how his face was in a orange-red tint.
“Wally?— are you… sick?”
You asked him.
Wally shook his head and let out a few deep breaths.
“N-no, neighbor! you just make me feel… so weird when you’re around.”
You looked at him in worry and let go of the hug, backing away.
“Oh- uh… sorry.”
You mumbled. Wally panicked and stood up, walking to you.
“No! No- no not that way, friend! I didn’t mean to hurt you!”
Wally smiled at you nervously.
“Then… what is it?”
You ask. Wally was very hesitant to respond, and you began getting even more curious.
“It’s just… I feel so weird around you. You’ve been on my mind for quite a long time, and it feels like Frank’s butterflies are in my stomach… I didn’t eat them, of course.”
Wally lied a bit at the last part. He has eaten one of Frank’s butterflies on accident. He was curious how it tasted and he stared at it for too long and— wait. Right.
“I… I don’t know. My face feels so warm, and my heart keeps doing these tricks and flips.”
Oh.
Oh, now you get it.
“Oh, Wally…”
Your voice softened as you smiled at him.
“You really feel that way?…”
Wally nods.
“Yes, friend— of course I do!”
You hug him and laugh.
“I love you too, silly! That means you’re in love with me!”
Wally’s face scrunched up in confusion and embarassment.
“L-love?! As in, love in relationship or?…”
“Yes, that love, Wally! those butterflies, thinking of someone all the time, all the things you said are a confession, dummy!”
You chuckled.
Oh, how bright you were. He loved looking at you.
You were so adorable.
“Oh. I… I see, neighbor!”
Wally chuckled and smiled.
“Then… I love you.”
“I love you lots, and lots [Y/N]!”
That soft spoken, monotone voice telling you that he loved you was absolutely adorable.
And you’d cherish him the same way he cherishes you.
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A/N : Oh christ I hope I got this one right since Im not sure how to describe silly— anyways!! I hope you all enjoyed this one. Thank you for reading till’ the end! <33
CLUELESS! WALLY DARLING X SILLY! GN! READER — PAGE 1
”I think… I love you more than a friend, neighbor.”
Warnings : None
Platonic or Romantic? : Romantic.
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Oh, how bright you were.
You were almost as bright as Julie— and the neighborhood knew that. Both of you were friends.
Not only were you known as Julie’s friend, you were also known as the silliest neighbor in Home!
So, when Wally first laid his eyes on you, he was drawn in by your personality and the way you talked. And when you were hanging out with Julie— he’d stare at you from afar.
The short puppet loved talking to you on his free time, and even approached you and Julie while you guys were hanging out.
Not only that, Julie kept getting questions from Wally. Like, “Have you seen [Y/N]?” or, “Has [Y/N] eaten?” and so goes on the questions. Every time Julie saw Wally, she just answered every possible question Wally would ask about you before he’d talk.
On one particular day, he was supposed to be focusing on painting the lake in the forest.
It was pretty.
Unknowingly, he began thinking about you. His friend. His best, best friend.
You were so pretty. You were so fun to talk to and you got along well with the other neighbors. Especially Barnaby— both you and Barnaby would often share inside jokes and terrible puns.
Whenever you’d come in the same room he was in, he’d make sure that he looked good or looked proper. After all, he didn’t want you to think of him badly.
Hes thought of you wearing all kinds of pretty clothing. How you’d dance with him wearing them. How attractive you’d look and how nice your smile would be.
Wally would also think about you in a field of flowers and how you’d try to catch butterflies. Ever since your visit, catching butterflies weren’t really your specialty. You’d trip, giggle— laugh, and although Frank would get worried if you’d gotten hurt, you simply laugh it off and tell mr. grumpyman that you’re okay!
Then when you notice that he was staring at you, you’d smile at him and wave.
Every time you did that it made his heart flutter with joy.
Although you were hanging a lot with Julie and the others, Wally felt way more closer to you. Even closer than Julie.
Wally saw how you relax each time you talked to him. He saw how you dropped your energetic personality and become calm around him. You even told him how comfortable you were around him.
Whenever you’d describe him or talk about him, it just made him smile.
You complimented him? That compliment doesn’t get off his mind after a week!
But what memories he spent with you was his favorite? Your smile. Your laugh. How warm you felt.
Both of you were the best of friends.
While Wally kept thinking about you, he snapped out of it and realized what he was painting on his canvas.
You. You in nice clothes, in a flower field— with butterflies flying around you.
He’d admit it was one of the most beautiful paintings he’d ever done.
He almost dropped the wooden palette he was using for his paint when he heard shuffling in the bushes.
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A/N : It was too long for tumblr, so here’s page 2.
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That stupid fucking yellow blue pomp wearing BASTARD of a puppet has dragged me down that little rabbit hole of his and I cannot find anything to quench this newfound thirst. Josuke higashikata has made me weak for pomps so I will be suing.
