#🍎 — apples in the basket.

[uhreo]

[🍎] yandere loser nerd oc x reader!

( cw. sub!character, dom reader, degradation, dry humping, hair pulling, spitting, lmk if I forgot anything. )

( oreo's notes — reader is mean-mean in this one.. not dubcon since both characters are in some sort of weird relationship that they're both aware of and consent to. I kind of imagine reader as a gyaru in this one. + my reqs are open! )

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He doesn't stand out much from the crowd, if one were to search for him in a crowded hall it'll be impossible to spot him due to how well he blends in. He was just that normal and mundane looking. maybe that was why he was always the target of nasty remarks, he looks like one of those typical loser nerds you'll see in cringy highschool romcoms.

Maybe that's why you took a liking to him.

He just looked so cute with his bouncy messy curls that always manages to hide some of his features, his large circular glasses that's too big on him and makes his already large eyes seem more larger, and his mannerisms similar to a hunted prey; always having his head down and never making eye contact with anyone else. He was always shaking in his seat and bouncing his leg as if something was going to happen to him.

And maybe there was.

“Hey freak-o, you've got a lotta nerve to try and take a peek under my skirt earlier.” You slung your arm around his shoulder as you notice how he tensed up immediately at your touch as if you were burning him with your skin.

“I asked you a question, didn't I? Or did all that attentive listening to the loud ass  teachers finally shattered your eardrums?” your fists knocked against the side of his head, your face going closer to his face to examine the expression he was making and just as you expected–he was breathing heavily now with a deep red hue present on his face as his eyes seemed to be clouded and glazed over.

Freak.

His eyes turned away from you in embarrassment and that made your frown deepen. his hands that was on top of his lap was clenching the fabric of his pants—the loser was obviously trying to hide the prominent bulge in his pants.

“ah-! uh-  I didn't.. uhm..” He clenched his eyes shut to try and avoid your intense gaze that was locked on his trembling figure. “speak up, dumbass.” your hand that rested on top of his head combed through his curly locks as you pet his head gently and he knew that shit was about to go down for him if you suddenly started getting gentle with your actions. 

“I- uhm.. I didn't try to– ah!” your hand fisted his hair, your long nails digging into his scalp so deliciously. “fuck– you couldn't even keep up a proper conversation without moaning and humping like a pathetic dog.” your mouth turned into a grimace as you harshly pulled his hair and turned his face around to face you– and then you spat at him.

oh god—the feeling of your wet spit traveling down his cheek was making his body vibrate with excitement and arousal. he was shaking with need and anticipation for what you'll do next— just imagining the possible scenarios that could happen to him was making him tether to the edge.

would you make him lick your shoes again? would you spit on the floor and lick it all up like a desperate thirsty dog? step on him while calling him a good-for-nothing and his only use was to be your dildo? just the thought of those happening was making him more and more closer to the edge—

“are you even listening? shit, we haven't even gotten started and you're already drooling.” he let out a pathetic needy whine at your words and choked out moan soon followed when your heeled shoe suddenly stepped on his hands that was covering his weeping dick, the amount of pressure you were applying was sending sparks all up his spine and into his mush brain.

“uh– ahn! hahhh...” one of his hands left its previous spot as he gripped the calf of your leg that was stepping on his cock, “hah- uh– please, m're..oh!” the hand gripping his hair suddenly got tighter as you hissed through your teeth. “who said you can touch me?” fuck, he gulped at the domineering tone of your voice.

“s-ahngh- sorry! didn't mean t-ah-to!” his teary eyes looked up at you, his lips trembled and opened and closed with each word he spouted–the poor guy looked like he was barely even coherent enough to speak and think, his face was flushed as little beads of sweat dribbled down his forehead but he still looked up at you with half-lidded eyes full of adoration. the sight would've all been cute if he wasn't desperately humping your shoe like a whore.

you digged the heels of your shoe a little bit harder into his cock–it was enough to make him cum from the stimulation and with a little bit more of humping from his hips his eyes suddenly rolled back as he was blinded by a white light that made his body tremble, his hips stuttering from the sudden burst of pleasure—he bit his lip to stifle the loud moan paired with a whimper signaling his orgasm.

The male heaved in breaths desperately as he moved his other hand and joined its pair that still held on to the calf of your leg to try and ground himself from the orgasm that muddled his brain, there was a visible wet stain now on his pants that made him feel sticky.

“who said you could cum?”

fuck, he was in for one hell of a ride...

[twistedappletree]

me: *gets my cat a fancy heated winter cave-bed with extra fluffy cushions and blankets*

my cat after i empty the dryer:

[superurtrashcard]

Apple Basket Gang🍎!

[sixteenhearts]

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[An image of a fruit basket on a kitchen counter filled with red shiny apples.]

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[miss-bushido]

Apple of my eye

Written for @steddie-spooktober Day 3- Apples

Rating: G

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For months, Eddie had been trying to find the perfect gift for Steve for his birthday. Everything felt overdone, or obvious, or something he would have gotten himself at the mall. Eddie wanted this gift to be something special. Something he would never have thought to get for himself.

What do you get for the guy who has everything?

Eddie was trudging down Main Street, ready for another day of striking out when something caught his eye. There in a shop window was an apron. Not just any apron: it had a pattern of red apples all over it.

The apron itself was nice on its own- a light brown, reminiscent of a paper bag- but the apples were able to pop in color contrast. Best of all? On the front of one of the pockets, there was stitching that said You’re the apple of my eye in fancy lettering.

Really, what was Eddie supposed to do?

Two days later, he made his way over to Steve’s for his birthday party. All the kids were going to be there. Robin, of course. Nancy and Jonathan and Argyle. All of Steve’s friends. And honestly? All of Eddie’s friends now, too.

They ate too mich pizza, watched movies too loudly. When the cake came out, made special by Steve himself, Mike and Dustin immediately got into a shouting match over trying to call dibs on one of the corner pieces.

Eddie and Robin gave them both their best disappointed parent looks, and that seemed to go far with wrangling them. At least until they found something else to argue about.

“Okay!” Nancy shouted, clapping her hands. “It’s time for presents!” Steve was ushered into the living room and sat down on the middle of the couch. His cheeks were a little flushed from all the attention, but he was smiling the whole time.

Eddie took this opportunity to sit down right next to him, eyes roving over each present as it was handed to and opened by Steve. The kids had pooled their resources and had gotten him the new album by The Smiths; Nancy got him a new pair of sunglasses; Robin gave him a pen and journal set; Argyle gave him a six pack of his favorite beer; and Jonathan gave him a picture frame set with 6 different photos in it of Steve with different people in them. “I thought it might be nice for you to have all of your friends there,” he said quietly, unsure how much to say and if he should say anything more.

“Thanks, Jon,” Steve said, a big grin on his face. “This is so sweet. I love everything.”

“Where’s yours, Eddie?” Dustin asked.

“It’s behind the couch!” Robin exclaimed before Eddie had a chance to say or do anything. She lifted up the large bag and groaned. “Jeez, what do you have in here? An anvil?”

“Open it and see,” Eddie said, adding, “though I am happy you think I’m strong enough to lift something so heavy.”

“You’re stronger than you look,” Steve quipped before he reached in and pulled out a basket of apples. “Oh cool! Thanks, man.”

A few of the others gave him quizzical looks. “I’ve been talking about baking some more this year, and I wanted to start with something with apples as the main ingredient.” He reached into the bag and pulled out the apron. Steve’s eyes took in the pattern, and then the words stitched on the pocket, his smile turning dreamy.

“D’you like it?” Eddie asked, hope in his voice. Steve didn’t respond, but he did turn and pull Eddie in for a kiss.

“It’s perfect, baby,” Steve replied, cupping Eddie’s cheek with his hand.

Behind him, Robin cleared her throat, and Steve snapped back to the present. Everyone was staring at them with a mixture of confusion and astonishment. Dustin in particular looked like he’d swallowed a bowling ball at seeing his two older best friends kiss one another. The shock of this news was keeping him quiet for now, but they both knew the questions would be extensive once he came back to himself.

“What? A man can’t kiss his boyfriend on his birthday?” Steve exclaimed.

“Hell yeah, brocachos!” Argyle yelled. “Get it, Eddie.”

Eddie flushed, but managed to laugh. So did a few of the others.

“What does the apron say?” Will asked, his voice quiet as usual.

Steve held it up with his free hand and read out, “‘You’re the apple of my eye’.” He turned to look at Eddie and kissed him again, on the cheek this time.

“I never knew both of you were such saps,” Max piped up.

“I guess it’s meant to be,” Steve replied. He stood up and put the apron on, hands on his hips. “It’s official, I’m never taking this off.” He couldn’t help but toss a quick wink to Eddie, who blushed even harder. He was glad he’d picked a good present. And if Steve seriously meant he wouldn’t take it off? Well, that was something worth exploring, wasn’t it?

[mrsjellymunson]

Hi kittie Hope you're well

Imagine going on a picnic date with eddie after the food he lays his head back on your thighs you softy begin to place flowers in his hair

A Crown For Your King

Pairing: Eddie Munson x gn!reader

WC: ~950 || CW: None, other than mentions of food (no descriptions of eating), although this is extraordinarily fluffy so if you’re worried about dental caries perhaps take heed 😉 || A/N: Oh, this is such a lovely idea @celestialbat! I hope you like it 💗 Also, how could I possibly pass up the opportunity to reshare this insanely beautiful and rather gloriously appropriate piece of art by @themultiverseofmars 😉😘

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Eddie’s not usually one for cuteness and fluff - he’d normally take someone to The Hideout, or spend time in his van out by Lover’s Lake. Not because he doesn’t want to, more because he doesn’t know how, and can’t take the risk of embarrassing himself.

But with you, it’s different.

Before you, he reckons he wouldn’t’ve known how to be romantic if his life depended on it. But now, he’s finding he loves to do things to make you laugh, to make you blush, even just to make you smile, and he doesn’t even care if he makes himself look like an idiot.

So today, he’s packed up as much of a romantic picnic as he can manage. He’s borrowed a basket and cooler from Steve, along with some tips on what to pack, after he admitted he was just going to get Twinkies and chips from Melvald’s. Steve’s even let him raid his fridge for a few things.

He’s shaken out the blankets from the back of his van, and has brought a few throw pillows from the trailer, so you’ll have something comfortable to sit on. There’s camping plates and cutlery, usually reserved for Wayne’s fishing trips, so you don’t have to pick things out of packets, and he’s bought your favourite soda. He’s even folded kitchen paper into bird-like shapes, so they stand up on their own - fancy.

You think he’s just taking you to the local park, maybe collecting something from Benny’s on the way, but he surprises you, swinging the van along one of the exit roads to a ‘secret spot’ outside of town.

It’s a pretty meadow, down a quiet lane, filled with tall grass and wildflowers.

He takes your hand and helps you down from the cab with a polite ‘my dear’, and insists on carrying everything himself, even though you offer to help (and, as you suspected he might, he almost trips twice).

He chooses a patch of meadow that’s more grass than flowers, explaining he ‘doesn’t want to hurt them’, and lays a blanket out for you both before opening up the cooler.

You can’t believe he’s gone to all this effort. There’s cold meats and cheeses, small tomatoes, carrot batons, berries, nuts, apple slices and a few grapes. And because he can’t forego the snack food, there’s also pretzels, breadsticks and, yes, chips.

You think it’s wonderful. You think he’s wonderful. And the two of you spend an idyllic afternoon snacking and chatting and laughing and holding each other’s hands.

Once most of the food is gone, you help him to pack away the leftovers and encourage him to lie down, insisting he deserves a rest after all he’s done today.

He smiles softly at you, and says he will, but,

“Only if I can choose the best pillow in the state.”

Confused, you look around at the worn cushions he’s brought from the trailer, and he smirks as he drops down onto his elbows and wriggles himself backwards to place his messy mop into your lap. He twists his head back and forth a couple of times, settling, humming to himself, mumbling,

“Mmmm, definitely the best pillow in the state. No wait, the country!”

You chuckle down at him as he peeps up at you with those coffee brown eyes you love so much, and run your fingers through his bangs.

You enjoy the weight and warmth of him resting against you as you talk about everything and nothing, and Eddie begins to doze in the afternoon sun. He stirs a little as he feels you periodically lean to one side, but thinks nothing of it.

He feels you playing with his hair again, and thinks he might just be in paradise. Surely, there’s no reason why the two of you couldn’t stay like this forever?

But then something unfamiliar tickles his cheek, and he opens one eye to see you leaning over him, examining a bright yellow buttercup before you cock your head sideways and appraise him, squinting a little.

Placing it into his hair between a poppy and a daisy, he sees the tip of your tongue poke out as you adjust it before leaning back and admiring your handiwork.

He brings a hand up to his hairline, gently and carefully so as not to dislodge anything, and discovers he has quite an array of blooms adorning his waves.

You reach into your bag and pull out your Polaroid camera, wanting to capture his beautiful visage. Taking a couple of snaps, you place them face down on the blanket to develop as Eddie gleefully makes grabby hands, wanting to take a picture of his own. He hadn’t even realised you’d brought it, and he’s not missing this opportunity.

You won’t know until the picture develops, but the sun that’s now setting behind you is giving you a glorious halo that Eddie thinks makes you look like a heavenly being. He decides that if he can capture even a tenth of your ethereal beauty in a photo, he’ll keep it close to his heart forever.

❤️

Optional ending:

Just as you’re thinking this is definitely the best picnic, and possibly the best afternoon, of your life, one of the daisies bends a little, and something small drops from one of the petals.

It’s a tiny green caterpillar, and it tickles him as it squirms against Eddie’s temple.

Bats, rats, skulls and devils don’t bother this metal-loving freak, but real-life creepy crawlies? That’s a whole different story, and a massive nope.

He leaps up, thrashing wildly at the beautiful display you’d made, the colourful petals and bright green stalks flying everywhere and showering you both like confetti as his feet get tangled up in the blanket and he squeals,

“AAAAAHH!! Bug!! BUG!!”

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Disclaimer: IDK what wildflowers grow in Indiana so I’ve gone with ones I do know 😜 Also, a couple of these things are based on my own experiences, but I will only divulge which if you ask very, very nicely… 😉

And, if you’d like to see a Steddie-fied version of this, because I just couldn’t help myself, stay tuned….

Tagging my general list, which is very much open: @joejoequinnquinn @jamdoughnutmagician @curlyjoequinn @madaboutmunson @airen256 @sunshinepeachx @the-unforgivenn @skrzydlak @comeonatmebruh @jamiecb66 @80s-addict @abellmunsonmovie @definitionwanderlust @sheneedsrocknroll92 @munson-blurbs @wonderlanddreamer @daisy-munson @maedesculpaeusoubi @kurdtbean

[elfotografoai]

🌲🍎 **Red Riding Hood: Young and Modern Version** 🍎🌲

In a magical and mysterious forest, Red Riding Hood has become a modern and brave young woman. With her iconic red cloak, now with a touch of urban style, she walks along the winding paths carrying a basket of fresh apples. 🍏🍎

Imagine encountering her, spreading smiles and good vibes as she strolls through the forest. This young and modern Red Riding Hood reminds us that we can be brave and authentic in any era. Would you join her adventure through the forest? 🌟🏞️

#RedRidingHood #Modern #Adventure #Forest #Inspiration

[lov3m3darling]

Apple of my Eye (Obsessed!Wally Darling x Short!Reader) Pt. 2

Heyyy 😊 So I'm really glad a lot of you seem to like what I'm doing here. You're all very kind ❤️

I woke up feeling pretty good today so I figured I'd be at least a little productive and write another part ✨️ How long should this be?? I'm totally down to make this a long fic if ya'll would like that. I would still write oneshots and headcannons in between chapters of course 🤗

Idk, lemme know

!!!(TW: obsessive behaviors, eye imagery, slight blood/injury, mention of a kn*fe)!!!

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Wally spent that evening thinking of nothing but you.

Your smile, your eyes, your laugh...

It was like his world finally had color again. He imagined the date vividly...bringing you flowers when he arrived at your door, showing you around town while you held his arm, picking a nice grassy spot in the shade for your picnic.

Would you dress up just for him? Would he hear your charming laugh when he made jokes? Could he...kiss you?

Wally covered his blushing face at the idea, and Home rolled their eyes, creaking mockingly.

Wally sat up from where he was laying across his chair.

"You don't understand, Home! (Y/n) is...they're so..."

He tried to describe you, but could only manage a happy, dreamy sigh. Suddenly, he heard a record player start up.

A love song.

"HOME!!" Wally exclaimed, his face now entirely red. Home knocked quietly, almost like a sly snicker. Wally sighed again.

"Oh, but...I could just imagine asking them to dance with me to a song like this. Wouldn't they look divine? ...Home, what on earth is wrong with me?"

The music stopped, and Home creaked.

"Lovesick? What are you talking about? I'm not sick, I feel fit as a fritter!"

Home's eyes rolled yet again, and the front door swung open with a squeak.

"You're right. Frank can explain it to me, I'm sure. He's very smart!"

With that, Wally set out towards Frank's house.

Meanwhile, you were in your own house, fussing over your clothing options. Clothes were strewn across your otherwise tidy bedroom as you dug through your closet and rejected nearly every article of clothing you owned.

But then, hanging at the very back, you spotted the miracle you were hoping for!

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(Option 1: a multicolored striped blazer and pants combo with a white dress shirt underneath and some red sneakers to keep it from being TOO dressy!)

(Option 2: a white, knee-length dress with multicolored polka-dots and a pair of red ballet flats. and for a cute little accessory, some red apple earrings!)

(...orrrrr any combo of the two! Up to you! Doesn't really matter, I just wanted to give some visuals here. Reminder: ya dress like a cartoon character because ya ARE one!)

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Oh, it was perfect! You'd been saving this outfit for a special occasion, and if a date wasn't the perfect situation, you didn't know what was!

You carefully hung it up for tomorrow, then made your way to the kitchen to pack the picnic basket.

As you sliced up an apple, you couldn't help but think about Wally. You'd only just met him that morning, and yet you already had a massive crush on the guy.

But who could blame you? There was just something so charming about him. And strangely suave, too. He seemed like the type of guy to bring you flowers and kiss your hand...a gentleman.

"Ow! Oh dear.."

Maybe cutting an apple wasn't the best time to be daydreaming...

"Tsk..."

You sighed, setting the knife down to go grab a bandage for the small cut on your finger.

But suddenly, there was a panicked knock on your door.

"Who in the world..?"

You settled for wrapping your finger in a tissue, and went to answer the door.

Wally stood, wide-eyed, on your stoop. He seemed worried.

"(Y-Y/n) I was walking by and heard you yelp!"

Your face felt a little hot. You didn't realize you'd been so loud...

"Oh, I'm sorry to worry you but I'm alright. I was slicing an apple for our picnic and...well...I suppose my mind was somewhere else. And silly me, I cut my finger a little..."

Wally's eyes shifted past you and looked at the knife on the counter, and his pupils grew and shrank again in a matter of just a second. You barely noticed.

"Thank goodness, I thought something terrible had happened. I don't know what I'd do if-...ah, would you like me to help you? I have bandages at Home.."

You were about to decline, when you realized something. You didn't have any of that stuff! You'd only just moved, after all.

So, you had to agree and let Wally lead you to his house.

Home's eyes fixed on you when they spotted you approaching with Wally. The door opened, but the squeak it made sounded like a question.

"(Y/n) is coming in for a moment so I can tend to the cut on their finger, if that's alright"

Home said nothing else, but the door remained open, so Wally nodded and brought you inside.

He had you sit on the couch while he retrieved a box of bandages and a cotton ball soaked in something that smelled like a hospital.

Carefully, he removed and threw away the tissue you'd wrapped around it, and looked it over. A tiny drop of blood trickled out and you winced, feeling like a little kid with a scraped knee again.

But Wally just smiled and brought your hand to his lips, gently licking away the drop as he gazed up at you lovingly. His pupils grew just a little, and you felt as if you would combust at any moment.

Wally chuckled and cleaned the cut with the cotton ball before wrapping a blue bandage around your finger and giving it a kiss.

"You've turned red, (y/n). Feeling alright~?"

"I-I don't...w-why did you...?"

He laughed.

"You're so silly, (y/n). It had to be wiped away, what was I supposed to do?"

You couldn't answer him. Your face was entirely too flushed and any nervous jumble of words your brain could think up just wouldn't come out no matter how hard you tried.

"Hey, I know! I'll sign your bandage. People do that with casts, I think! Barnaby says it helps the person feel better faster"

Suddenly, he was back to normal. Acting just as he did when you first met him.

Wally left the room for a moment and returned with a red crayon. He took your hand and gently wrote his name and a smiley face on the bandage before helping you up from the couch. He smiled at you.

"How's that? Does it feel better?"

"M-Much better. Thank you, Wally.."

You excused yourself so you could continue to get ready for tomorrow, and left, waving to Home as you went.

You shut the door to your own house and slid down it, finally being able to breathe and think.

What WAS that?! He licked your cut! Why?!

After a few deep breaths, you collected yourself and stood up, returning to the kitchen. You went to pick the knife back up, only to realize the blade had snapped off of the handle and was in several pieces...

"How did that happen..?" you wondered aloud. For some reason, looking at it gave you a nervous feeling in the pit of your stomach and you hastily threw it away.

As you did, you glanced at the bandage on your finger again. You weren't sure where the thought came from, but his name written on it almost felt like a claim over you more than a nice gesture.

And...why were you strangely okay with that...?

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Too much? 😅 That was a little intense, I know. But I promised yandere, and I keep my promises. Of course it's never gonna be a downright lemon 🍋 🚫 but who says it cant be just a liiiiiittle spicy? Just a dash of pepper, am I right?

Anyways, hope this was good 😊 more to come!

[dadapup]

🎃 Halloween's comin near so heres a small list of things u could do, get & eat if ur stayin home! Which is what puppa's doing too (: sadly dont have anyone to spend it with but im gonna try make it cozy/comfy & enjoyable regardless

🍬 If u are trick or treating or going somewhere with friends or family please be safe^^

Activities

🧁Bake and decorate some cookies or cupcakes

🖍Draw or colour in a halloween picture

🎃Paint pumpkins if ur too little or cant get any help for carving pumpkins

Stuff u can get to cozy up ur space! (Basically treat yourself to ur own boo basket, u deserve it kiddo!)

⋆Halloween blankets, pillows, pjs or stuffies

𖦹Candles! Any scent you like

⋆A halloween mug for hot cocoa or whatever drink you enjoy

𖦹A new stuffie to keep you company! Or get a halloween outfit for your stuffie, bab is a good place to look

Movies to watch! 🎞

🗝Coraline

🐕Spooky buddies

⋆Edward scissorhands

𖦹Miss peregrines home for peculiar children

⋆9

𖦹Corpse bride

⋆Paranorman

𖦹Monster house

⋆Hotel transylvania

𖦹Coco

⋆Book of life

𖦹Nightmare before christmas (last 3 are not specifically halloween movies but theyre good choices/seasonal)

Snacks 𐂯

🍫Smores

🥨Pretzel(s)/sticks

🍎Toffee apples

🍿Popcorn

🥕Carrot cake

🤎Cinnamon rolls

🪱Gummy worms and jelly

🐾Reeses pieces/cups

🥜Nuts

🍊Oranges

🥧Pumkin pie

Really anything u like will do, just as long as u enjoy it

Feel free to comment/reblog with ur ideas or ur perfect halloween/what ur doing for this spooky night!

[gummishiki]

hello ~~~ i know it might be a little sick but how about if you want of course one that wally kidnaps the reader after they've seen him do something bad? he keeps them in the basement but the reader refuses to eat driving wally crazy, what will he do to make the reader eat????

that's what i wanted to do

( I love you friend )

It's what's inside that counts 🍎 [ part 1 ]

of course friend :D I shall do my best

(y/n) is a farmer puppet :D not really an important thing I just thought it would be cute :))

tw : kidnapping, vomit, blood, force feeding, obsession, overall dark themes, wally being a silly messed up lil fella

🍎 you had never intended to intrude on wallys personal time with home, everyone in the neighbourhood knew how much he cherished their time together and you had all subconsciously agreed to not question wally whenever he claimed to want to spend some time with home.

🍎 you had only wanted to deliver him some fresh new apples, picked just that morning from your apple tree which brings you to where you are now with your felt knuckles repeatedly knocking on homes door.

🍎 after a few minutes with no answer, you grew slightly concerned. wally was known to always answer the door immediately, he would "never leave his beloved neighbours to stand outside for to long" in his words. you found his consideration sweet.

🍎 with a slight hesitation (you cared about your neighbours privacy of course, you'd never purposely Intrude on them) you twisted the handle of homes door noticing how it was left unlocked which wasn't all that uncommon in the neighbourhood.

🍎 what was uncommon however was how unsettlingly dark home was. you moved forwards and away from the entrance, not taking any notice of how the door slowly closed by itself. with fear in each step you continued to walk forwards in hope of finding wally.

🍎 "wally, you there buddy ?" you felt your voice waver as you attempted to stay calm. a sudden creak of a floorboard caused you to yelp slightly, looking in the direction in which the creak came from you noticed a door slightly ajar. ignoring every survival instinct in your body, you placed the basket of apples down and you felt yourself move towards the door and peak through the gap it had left.

🍎 you felt your breath hitch in your throat at the sight in front of you.

🍎 taking in the scene infront of you, you couldn't help but shake at the sight of endless amounts of canvases around the room, all in which had eerily accurate and realistic portraits of some oddly recognisable creature that you found looked familiar.

🍎 they didn't look like puppets, they didn't have brightly coloured skin or oddly shaped eyes. they had no stitches, no obnoxious hair styles or bright clothing.

🍎 they weren't puppets, they weren't from the neighbourhood. so how did you recognise all the different faces staring back at you ? why did you recognise them ? you sworn you had never seen them before so why do you feel like you have ?

🍎 "just adorable, aren't they ?" you shrieked at the sound of a voice behind you, turning around as fast as you could. "wally, there you are !" sweat built itself down the side of your face as you stared at your dear friend. his eyes blank, pupils dilated as he stared at you, unblinking.

🍎 "I'm sorry, I never meant to Intrude" you attempted to explain yourself as wallys eyes never left yours. "it's just, well you weren't answering and I got concerned so..." you trailed off as wally made no movement to move his gaze away from you.

🍎 a sudden chuckle from your dear friend caused you to blink in surprise. "its alright neighbour, don't worry" his voice sounded hollow, no noticeable emotion could be found in his tone. it unsettled you.

🍎 "um..." you finally managed to find your voice and speak up. "my apologies if this is a rather personal question friend but, who are they ?" you noticed how wally seemed to lighten up slightly at the mention of 'them'.

🍎 his smile seemed to stretch as his pupils expanded. "why they my dear neighbours, they are the viewers" his voice still remained emotionless despite the bright expression on his face.

🍎 "the...viewers ?" your voice wavered, what ever was your dear friend talking about ? were these 'viewers' from a book or show he watched ?, they must be.

🍎 noticing your questioning expression, wally wordlessly took both your felt hands and locked them in his own as he stared at you with an elated expression on his face. "yes, yes !" he exclaimed. "the viewers, they are the ones who are watching us !" you jolted at his sudden claim, wally however gave you no time to think as he continued. "they are the ones who we perform for, the ones we teach valuable lessons to, the ones we were created to entertain !" you felt yourself begin to shake.

🍎 "w-what do you mean wally ?" you attempted to say in a humorous tone. surely he was joking, surely this had to be some sick joke he decided to pull on you.

🍎 "we aren't performing for anyone wally, we weren't created for entertainment. what are you going on about ?" you notice wallys demeanour deflate slightly as his grip on your hands tighten.

🍎 you felt an eerie feeling fill you as wally continued to wordlessly stare at you, not once had he blinked throughout your entire interaction.

🍎 "ha, ha, ha" wallys laugh had always sounded off to you. there was never any tone or humour behind it. just a hallow fake sounding laugh. "my dear neighbour, surely you must believe me" he suddenly pulled you forward causing you to stumble over your legs. " I have proof !" his voice raised, desperation evident in his voice. "I have proof of their existence, that they are the ones who created us and that they are the ones watching us!" he gave you no time to process your thoughts as he hastily dragged you along with him as he turned and rushed forwards towards a door you had never noticed on pervious visits to home.

🍎 you were dragged behind him as he hurriedly ran down jagged creaky steps. you felt cold and unsettled the second you heard the door slam shut behind you. wally paused, finally reaching the bottom step of what you now gathered to be a basement, causing you to nearly topple over him.

🍎 he gently shoved you forward towards a TV with nothing but static showing on the screen. "home showed me this when I was feeling lonely..." wally trailed off, you could still hear desperation in his tone. "I sat here for hours, watching them" his gaze remained unmoving from the static.

🍎 he turned to you, looking at you softly as he spoke "now you can see them too friend, you won't be lonely ever again knowing that they are watching us" he smiled gently at your shaking form.

🍎 "wally..." you hadn't realised how sympathetic your tone sounded, but wally sure did. "wally, I don't see anyone".

🍎 wallys gaze shifted back to the screen. still, only static was shown. "whatever do you mean neighbour ? don't you see them ?" he remained staring at the screen, his smile never leaving his face.

🍎 a sudden jolt from your friend caused you to yelp as he pulled you to the ground in a sitting position. " ah ! I understand now " not once had he blinked. "it took me a while before I could see them too, perhaps all you need is time friend !". you didn't like how that sounded as he held both his hands on your arms.

🍎 " you can stay here, until you see them." his tone sounded demanding yet desperate. "nonono, wally I can't stay here !" you yelled. "let me go home okay, I'll forget this, I'll forget everything I saw and forget everything you said" you didn't want to stay in this cold dark basement any longer, you just wanted to go back to your farm and pretend this never happened.

🍎 wallys grip on you tightened, "no ! no you can't leave until you see them !" tears of frustration poured down his soft felt face causing you to stare at him in both sympathy and anger.

🍎 before you could open your mouth to protest, a thick black substance fell from the ceilings pipe and into your mouth causing you to choke. your vision began to fade as you ripped your arms away from wallys grasps and brought your hands up to your throat.

🍎 the last thing you see before blacking at was wallys blank, dilated pupils staring down at you with desperation.

-timeskip-

🍎 you lost count of how long you had been kept in that cold dark basement, unmoving from the TV that remained only displaying static that had begun to drive you insane.

🍎 everyday, every morning, afternoon and night withouf fail, wally would visit you. he would sit next to you for hours on end gripped onto you telling you how sorry his was and how he couldn't let you go until you saw 'the viewers' just like he claimed to had.

🍎 one afternoon no different than all the others for you, wally had made his presence know to you as he sat next to you. the same routine as every other day. however, this time you noted how wally held a familiar basket in his hands. it was the same apple filled basket you brought to home that you had intended to give him.

🍎 "my dear neighbour" he spoke in a shakey tone as he stared up at you. " I never thanked you for the apples, but I thought of how bad of a friend I would be if I were to not share them with you" he smiled at you. your expression remained blank as you stared at the screen Infront of you. you can't recall the last time you spoke or moved, you felt trapped, stuck in this position.

🍎 wallys shoulders dropped slightly as his smile wavered. he picked up an apple, now visibly molding and held it up to your mouth. "please (y/n) " his voice shook with desperation and emotion as he attempted to open your mouth. you remained unmoving.

🍎 wally began to shake as he finally opened your mouth, the sudden movment caused you to snap out of your daze as you thrashed about. the rope wally used to tie you down in a sitting position seemed to tighten around your form.

🍎 "get away from me !" your voice was hoarse as you yelled at him. "don't touch me, I'm not eating anything, go away !" you made an attempt to bite at wallys hand as he shoved the apples into your mouth.

🍎 you choked back a sob as you thrashed around. the molded apple felt like mush in your mouth. you cried, screaming at someone you once viewed as a dear friend. you began to heave, bile quickly rising in your throat.

🍎 wally hesitated, but he moved backwards slightly as you spewed out the molded apple he had just forced down your throat. your frame shook as you heaved at the sight.

🍎 "I-I'm sorry friend, I didn't mean to-" wallys shoulders shook as he felt tears build up as he stared at you frail form. "don't come near me !" you cut him off, not wanting to hear any apologies or sympathy from him. "get the fuck out, get away from me, leave! " you screamed, tears still streaming down your face as the vomit below you began to spread.

🍎 wally stared at you, on the verge of crying again. he didn't understand, what had he done wrong ? why weren't you seeing them ? why wasn't anything working ?.

🍎 "I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT !" your voice cracked with emotions as you screamed at wally who was now trembling. he turned away from the sight of your pathetic form and wordlessly made his way up the creaking stairs.

🍎 as you heard the basement door gently shut, you felt like you could finally breath again. you turned your head towards the tv.

🍎 "you won't leave me, right neighbour..." you trailed off, gaze unmoving from the tv as you began trembling again.

🍎 the tv remained showing nothing but static. who are you talking to (y/n) ?.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THAT WAS MY FIRST TIME IN A WHILE ACTUALLY WRITING IM SORRY IF IT SUCKED ☹️💪

[delopsia]

Now that the temperature is starting to drop, I'm thinking about taking Rhett apple and/or pumpkin picking. I can't see it as something he got to do as a kid so he would just be wide eyed the whole time

Omg, this is such a cute concept 😭🍎 he doesn't understand the purpose of apple and pumpkin picking at all at first. Blinks a couple times and goes, "Y' pay to pick produce for fun?" when you first bring it up to him. It doesn't make the slightest lick of sense to him. Why would anyone go out of their way to do something like that?

He doesn't get it...like at all, but he still lets you whisk him off to this joint apple and pumpkin orchard you found on the internet. He's so lost that he just holds your hand and follows you around when you first get there, like your big ol' shadow.

Those eyes of his are just so big 😭 he's like a little deer in the headlights as you lead him around the orchard, picking apples while he holds the basket and pokes at what you've chosen. He's better at it than you expected, points out a bad one before you pick it from the tree, and lets you amble around to your heart's content.

It's the pumpkin patch that has him coming to life. There's just? So many? Big ones, small ones, medium, long, fat, round, white, orange, green, spotted, striped. You're trying to find the perfect orange trio to put on the porch, and Rhett's ten feet away musing about a long, scraggly pumpkin he's found. Oh, and look at this giant white one! And the super tiny orange trio over there!

You only went there for three pumpkins, but somehow, you leave with nine. Rhett's collection of five is far from the Pinterest aesthetic you were aiming for, but they've got a unique sort of charm, oddly shaped and mismatched, sitting proudly on the square hay bale he brings home just for them.

Rhett still doesn't get what you get out of the apple thing, but when it comes to the pumpkins? 👀 He wants to go again.

[uhreo]

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first date hc with the welcomehome crew!! maybe they bring y/n a gift like flowers abd such would be cute

Omg how have I not thought of this >:(

@robotoast03

@yuichiroleftarm

🏠 First date with WH 🏠

Wally Darling 🍎

Your first date with Wally is a two in one

You spend the day having a nice, cute little picnic together

He gives you a basket of apples that the two of you share

<33

Then when night rolls around you have a cute stargazing date that ends with you falling asleep on the grass

And since wally can't sleep that means he gets to watch you sleep all night

Fun!

"Hello neighbor! I got these for you! ... Are you feeling tired yet?"

Julie Joyful 🏵️

Your first date consists of just hanging out, having girls time

(you can have girls time regardless of your gender :)

During this time the two of you do each others hair, makeup, nails

The whole shabang

I can't believe I just said shabang...

She's sitting there braiding your hair while you pick out nail ideas

Julie is an absolute goddess when it comes to this stuff so... Good luck

Afterwards you have a sleepover!

"Hold still, I'm almost done! ... Oh don't be silly, you look beautiful!"

Sally Starlet ⭐

I couldn't think of anything, sorry!

I will probably do it in the future tho!

Make sure you remind me or I'll forget lmao

:)

Howdy Pillar 🐛

Barnaby B. Beagle 🐾

^

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Poppy Partridge 🍰

Eddie Dear 💌

Baking date!

You don't know how to bake?

Well, your about to find out!

She'll teach you everything she knows!

The two of you make your favorite sweet treats together.

And afterwards you get to eat e'm all!

Much fun!

"Don't pour to much, dear ... Oh! I told you not to eat all those, your gonna be sick"

My sweet, beautiful, cute, kind, loving, talented, and adorably clumsy southern mail man <3

Anyway-

Crafting Date!

The two you are laying on the floor doodling and cutting away

Not a worry in the world

He's going on about his day and the things he saw

Getting so caught up in it all he almost forgot to ask you about yours

Almost

"And then- ... Oh- I almost forgot, how was your day? :)"

Frank Frankly 🦋

Bug catching!

Much Fun!

You weren't very good at it...

Whilst trying to catch a butterfly, you ended up capturing poor frank with the net :(

He wasn't very happy about it either

But after giving him a kiss on the cheek, he ended up forgiving you

And in the end you ended up catching a few bugs

"Thromp!"

"What the- Hey! Get this thing off me! ... Fine, I suppose I can forgive you"

[hells-greatest-overlord]

HAZBIN FLUFF ALPHABET (credit to whoever made this)

🍎Lucifer edition🍎

Attraction- What they look for in a partner! Physically and/or emotionally!

- I don’t personally think he has any preference for how you look physically 

- emotionally though I feel like he wants someone who is able to care for him and his family. He also wants someone who is funny! He loves to make jokes so don’t be afraid to give him you best ones

Bond- How they spend their time with you?

- I head cannon that he loves to bake- especially when it’s with you. He’s been busy working all day? What’s a little break to make an apple pie with him! If you get to focused on the recipe instead of having fun he throws flour at you- or try’s to sneakily eat the filling

- if he doesn’t feel the urge to bake the two of you usually cuddle up together and watch a movie together 

Cuddling- What's cuddling with them like?

- OMG it’s the best- I’m sorry. This man has the most comfortable bed in all of hell and tones of pillows and blankets to choose from. Do you wanna bring your stuffed animal with you? That’s not problem for him sweetheart! He loves seeing that you trust him with having a comfort item near you. 

- if your really cold or ask him to help wraps his wings around you to hold you and keep you warm 

Dates- What are their go to dates?

- honestly, he probably takes you to a park- but but don’t worry he makes it nice with a picnic basket filled with your favorite food and a comfortable blanket to sit on. Plus after that you can go have a race on the swings or you can dance with each other and just have fun

Emotion- How much emotion do they show? Are they reserved or are they an open book?

-let’s be honest- it’s him- he is mostly an open book! He will tell you almost anything and everything you might wanna know, but I feel like he might not really like to talk about heaven and that whole shabang.

Family- Do they want children? How many?

- eh, I mean he has Charlie so I feel like he might be iffy on that but if you want one or two more he would be more than happy to have more 

Gift Giving- How often do they give gifts? What is it, usually? Do they like receiving gifts?

- he mostly likes to draw you pictures, flowers, or give you ducks he makes

Harsh- How often do you two get into conflicts and arguments? Who tries to patch things up first?

- I don’t think you and him would get into fights often and unless it’s bad he usually tries to fix things

Injury- What are they like when you get injured, and vise versa?

- for him he honestly probably tires to hide how bad he is to not worry you 

- But for you? Oh god- you better HOPE it wasent a person. Like someone decided to hit you for no reason? Bro they better be ready to get their ass beat. He is protective of you and he will comfort you and help you in any way he can.

Jealousy- How well do they handle it, if they get jealous?

- *cough* jealous *cough* I’m sorry I feel like he gets so jealous- especially if your friends with alastor- cause alastor is a gentlemen so if he puts a hand on your back when guiding you somewhere omg Luci gets so jealous 

Kiss- What is their favorite place to kiss you and be kissed?

- yes. He loves showering you in kisses EVERYWHERE. Forehead.mouth.hand. Jaw. Yes. He adores you and he gives you kisses to show it

Love language- How do they show they care, and how do they want to be cared for?

- his love language is physical touch and words of affirmation. He had the same for needs

Marriage- Is that something they want in the relationship?

- it’s not necessary but if your together for a while he dose want it 

No!- What is a deal breaker for them?

- if Charlie dosent like you. He loves his daughter more than anything so if she dosent like you it’s a deal breaker for him

Oddity- What are some noticable behaviors and quirks of theirs?

- one of his quirks is always having dad puns- like sometimes he will say the corniest things but it’s all in good fun

Pet names- What do they call you and what do they want to be called?

- darlin, sweetheart, gorgeous, love

Question- A common question in the relationship!

- I feel he is an advocator on check ins, if your upset or haven’t have one in awhile he dose check ins to make sure everything is ok

Risk- How far are they willing to go for you?

- honestly he will go pretty far for you

Shh- How secretive are they?

- he isn’t that secretive! Just ask him anything darling and he will tell you

Tunes- Music that you two listen to together and/or associate with the relationship!

- he is honestly open to every kinda music in my opinion

Upset- One of you is upset! How will the other cheer them up?

- he will hold you and play with your hair pressing soft kisses into your head as he tells you that everything is gonna be ok

Valentine's- How are they like on the holiday?

- he will buy you flowers you like and take you out to a nice dinner and then take you home to slow dance in a quite room 

Warrior- How do they feel about you fighting alongside them/fighting their battles 

- 100% got your back and will protect you in any way he can

Xray- How well can they read you? 

- it takes him awhile to figure it out but he will eventually be able to read you and helps you if you need it.

Yearn- How do they cope with separation?

- he will hold a stuffed animal you love or cuddle up with your fave blanket if you have to leave 

Zzz- What's it like sharing a bed with them?

- either cuddle bug or you wake up with a feather in your hair because he likes to “spread his wings” and ends up taking over the whole bed

[hanafubukki]

Y/n overstepping the picture of Lilia in the apple isn't my first thought but it's fit well too ! I originally thought Y/n would compare this poor apple -with a family- with her own self. Far away from her original home (the field/her world), and for her temporary new home (the fruit seller shop/Night Raven College) she still found a family in her new home (the fruit basket with other apples/anywhere where Dawn and Lilia are). Plus, with the thought that she is now pregnant, if she were to return back one day, she would left husbands, in-laws and nephew AND a kid who will never knew his mother from all his life.

Overthinking this too- But basically she saw Lilia literally eating her strange fantasy like daydream to be with them forever.

Also- I'm sure Meleanor and Y/n joke a lot about marrying each other. It's pure comedy for them -and chaotic tragedy for their husbands.

Y/n: Sometimes I think if you weren't married and waiting for a child, I would have married you.

Meleanor: It's not too late. I can still make you my concubine. The title of second spouse and first wife would fit you beautifully. It would just take a bit of talking with the Senate and Levan will not say no.

Lilia: Heck ! NO !

Levan:....I would like to have my word on this matter-

Dawn: *whisperring to himself, thinking of the genealogy tree* So my son would be the step-brother by adoption of Briar Valley's prince...if Lilia and Y/n have a child, it would be the cousin by adoption, the step-sibling and the adopted sibling and...it's...becoming a little messy. Wait. We will stay Y/n husbands right ? Or does the mariage is nullified in that kind of situation ?

Big mess. But a lot of laugh for the two sisters-in-law. Be sure Meleanor always keep this harem opening idea for anytime she's bored 😂

- 🦋 Anon

[Masterlist, specifically this ask]

Hello 🦋 Anonie,

What if we just broke each other’s hearts 🦋 Anonie?? That was so sad 😭 I don’t blame YN for crying and leaving. You 🤝 Me, over analyzing the apple 🍎

(Not me also being reminded of the Fruit Basket Anime too 🥹; an anime about found family and forgiveness and moving forward)

I think the only one I feel bad for in this situation is Dawn and maybe Levan a bit 🤣🤣 Lilia and Levan both know how Meleanor is, so they shouldn’t be surprised at these chaotic shenanigans.

At least Levan is stepping up and going, “Hey, wait a minute.”

Meanwhile, Dawn being the way he is, is trying to make sense of this chaotic family tree 🤭🤔 But at least this family loves him and calls him one of their own despite his past and all he has done, and I believe that makes him the happiest. Truly having a loving family 🥹💚

After all, what is family without a bit do chaos? ☺️💞💕

Meleanor out here flirting and playing around and you can just hear the groaning from everyone around, especially the embarrassed children: Silver and Malleus 🤣

[rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me]

Could you do 18, Apple picking 🍎 with ponyboy please. I just went apple picking yesterday (got some apple cider and apple cider donuts too!) so this seems cute and fitting.

Apple Picking

“Catch!”

Y/N didn’t bother to wait before they dropped the apple, trusting Ponyboy to get it in the basket as they reached for another apple. The ladder beneath their feet was rickety, the result of too many years of use and a poorly put-together shed to live in. Y/N didn’t mind. They rocked up on their toes, bracing themself on the flat top of the ladder to snag another apple from the green branches. They dropped that one for Ponyboy too, smiling when they heard the thud of the apple against the wicker basket.

“A little more warning would be nice,” Ponyboy grumbled from the ground. “If you keep droppin’ ‘em like that, we won’t have any to take home.”

Y/N shifted on the ladder, wincing at the creaking sounds it made in response, and perched at the top to look down at Ponyboy. He was frowning up at them. His eyebrows pinched in the middle as he shuffled the basket in his arms, trying to smooth out the apples without dropping the whole thing on the ground.

“Everyone is doing the same thing, Ponybabe,” Y/N defended, waving to the various clumps of students they were surrounded by. For a field trip, heading to the local apple orchards wasn’t a bad way to spend the day. Sure, they had to listen to a speech at the beginning from the owner, a general talk about owning a farm and how to keep it, but Y/N and Pony had been whispering to each other the whole time, hands linked as they stood in the crowd. After the owner had said his piece, the students were set loose on the orchard, split into pairs, and given wicker baskets. Each pair had one basket they were allowed to fill up and then split in half to take home and do whatever they wanted.

“Well, I don’t care about everyone else,” Ponyboy shot back. “Darry said he wanted apples to make a pie and I plan on bringing him more than enough apples.”

“You can have all of mine, I promise.” Y/N reached up again, kicking their feet as they plucked one, two, three more apples from the branches and cradled them in their arms. “You think I could juggle these?”

Pony looked like he was dangerously close to leaving the apple bucket on the ground and moving on to find a new partner who wouldn’t mess around as much. Darry was serious about his apples and Pony wasn’t too keen on the idea of going home without enough apples. He lifted the wicker basket expectantly and gave Y/N a bored look.

“Just drop ‘em in before you hurt yourself.”

Y/N did so, but not without pausing to pout. “You’re no fun.”

Pony pushed the apples back out in the bucket, balancing it on his knee while he made more room. He kept an eye on Y/N while he did so. That ladder certainly wasn’t the strongest thing and they kept kicking their legs like they couldn’t care less.

“We’ve got room for maybe five more,” Pony said, tucking the basket under his arm and settling it on his hip. “Maybe six we smush them.”

“You think we could do seven?” Y/N asked, reaching up and starting to yank more apples down. “Then we could eat two on the bus home.”

Ponyboy stumbled to catch the apples they were starting to drop instead of answering. He shot them an unimpressed look but they didn’t see, too busy tugging at more apples. They dropped them as well and Ponyboy caught the one in his hand right before it hit the ground.

“That’s all the room we got,” Ponyboy said, shifting the basket again to try and redistribute the weight. “We can’t fit anymore.”

Y/N climbed down the ladder, far faster than Ponyboy thought was truly safe for such an unsteady piece of wood, and grinned at Pony once their feet were on the ground. “Enough apples for you?”

“Ask Darry when we get back,” Pony answered, the corner of his mouth turning up. “He’ll probably tell you we should’ve gotten more.”

“You’re too rough on him, ya know?” Y/N replied absently. They ran their hands over the apples, picking out two of the biggest, reddest apples of the bunch. “He’s just trying his best. Now come on, if we get to the bus first, we get first pick of where we sit on the way back.”

They gave Pony a small smile before biting savagely into one of the apples and turning on their heel.

“You’re not gonna help me carry this?”

“I think you’re doin’ just fine by yourself!”

Y/N did turn back to help Pony lug the heavy basket all the way to the bus and the two of them snagged a seat in the back row of the bus. They leaned against each other on the way back to school, their apples on the seat between them, as they crunched on the two extras in their hands.