#wally angst

[femboyrattie]

do you see love

In his eyes?

#BIRDFLASH

Wally's never fulfilled love

[quintenrosenburgwrites]

welcome home has TAKEN OVER MY BRAIN so here's wally square (more welcome home art coming very soon probably)

[honestlyobsessed]

Wally, you good?

ok.

[horror-theorist]

We Had A Deal (Ink Demonth Day 14)

(I know, I'm missing a bunch of the other days but I'm working on drawings for said days, they just might be out VERY late lmao)

"Thomas, you can't just quit!" Wally ran after the older man, grabbing at his shoulder, Thomas spun around, glaring at Wally, daggers in his eyes, he pulled away from Wally's grasp, he had been on his way to go and tell Mr. Drew himself that he was finally quitting when the red headed janitor had ran after him, yelling his name so that the whole of New York could hear him, Thomas had no idea how he had found out. Possibly from Norman, if Norman even told people about what was happening in the studio.

"Why can't I? Drew already fired me once, you know that and there's nothing keeping me here." Thomas replied, crossing his arms and staring down the younger, he wasn't angry, not as angry as he appeared to be and definitely not angry at all at the young janitor but he needed to leave. 

"B-because.. who will teach me about the pipes! A-and t-the uhm.. the mechanical s-stuff!"

"Franks, you have never once listened to a thing I said when I had been trying to teach you. It's fine, Drew will probably hand all the GENT affairs over to you and GENT will give him a new employee to give hell." His tone sounded bitter, not angry and not annoyed but something in the middle, tired, he was tired. 

Wally flinched a bit at Thomas' harsh tone, he knew the tone of voice wasn't directed at him but it still hurt. Thomas was his only friend here, his only real friend here, everyone else seemed to think of him as the overoptimistic, energetic kid that was only there to clean up their mess and ink spills and yell at. Even if Thomas did yell at him from time to time, he knew they were friends, Thomas would've and could've gotten rid of him by now if they weren't

Thomas sighed, "Listen, Wally, I'm sorry, okay? I just... God, there's just..." Thomas couldn't think of an excuse, sure his mental health was and is declining faster then he could say 'boo' but that surely wasn't an excuse to leave a child with the things he had been doing alone, was it?

Thomas paused for a moment before sighing again, "Fine, I'll make you a deal. I'll stay but you actually have to listen to me and do what I say and teach you, deal?"

"Deal!"

[ampersandlincoln]

Is it wrong..

That I'm laughing hysterically as I participate in yet another episode of Wally angst on twitter as my friends are practically crying and begging for it to not happen?

[oneofthosegays-blog]

It's not so much that I hate myself in times like these,

It's that I hate my heart.

How it tells me that I love many people at once.

I hate that. I don't want to be that kind of person.