𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 ✰| Wally Darling x Reader [SLOW UPDATES]

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧 - 𝙋𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙢

For a while now, Wally had refrained from actively tormenting me, though his presence lingered like a haunting specter within the confines of my home. Instead of inducing fear, he seemed content to silently observe, his watchful eyes a constant reminder that he's here.

The urge to tear him apart surged within me, a primal desire to dismantle the source of my torment. He clung to me like a relentless bloodhound pursuing its prey, a constant reminder of the predator lurking in the shadows.

I'm aware of his presence, just as he's aware of mine. There's an unspoken understanding between us—he knows I can't stand him, and I know he's relishing every moment of it.

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Another day, another shift at the Playfellow Workshop. Lost in my own musings, I was abruptly jolted from my thoughts by a firm hand gripping my shoulder. "Y/n," Axel's voice called out, and I turned to face him. "You good?" he inquired, concern etching his features.

I glanced at Axel, a faint smile gracing my lips as I nodded. "I'm good, just had a bit of a tough day, you feel me?" my voice carried a hint of warmth as I spoke, and Axel responded with a knowing nod.

"Alright then, just make sure you're not slacking off, okay?" he advised, a playful edge to his tone.

I gave a nod, a subtle smile tugging at the corners of my lips as I watched Axe depart to patrol the upper floors of the building. I embarked on my own patrol, my footsteps echoing through the ancient building. The rhythmic tapping of my shoes reverberated against the cold, worn wooden flooring, occasionally punctuated by the eerie creaks and squeaks that accompanied my every step.

I saw this as an opportunity to delve further into the enigma of this alternate version of Sesame Street, a realm I found myself favoring over the peculiar Welcome Home. It was absurd, especially considering that I had an actual puppet from a show that had long been shelved, now haunting my once-peaceful existence.

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My gaze landed on drawings and printed words adorning the walls, showcasing an array of characters. Among them, my eyes locked onto Wally fucking Darling.

Home is where the heart is and Welcome Home's residents are the heart of the neighborhood. Even if you don't live there, you're still one of its most important denizens! But don't worry, with the help of this colorful array of neighbors, it'll feel just like home in no time at all!

The concept of a living house like Home might seem far-fetched, but who am I to judge the millions who may have watched and enjoyed the show? Hell, I might have even liked it if it weren't for Wally.

Wally Darling, the friendly neighbor of Welcome Home, possibly the show's finest painter too. That infectious smile of his could win anyone over! Always keen on making new pals and showing them the ropes of the neighborhood, Wally was ever ready to extend a helping hand. But that was old news, wasn't it?

Oh. oh, hell no. This guy isn't dropping any hints of calling it quits.

Wally, a standout presence in Welcome Home, took the spotlight with his consistent appearances in episodes, merchandise, and advertisements. His segments centered on drawing and painting, engaging viewers in artistic pursuits. Barnaby, his companion, often shared the frame with him. Numerous illustrated pages emphasized their tight friendship. (Especially when Wally and the viewer embarked on learning journeys.) Notably, both characters sported heart motifs on their shoes' soles, while only Barnaby boasted paws, setting him apart.