#have a song

[b-o-e]

promise Wally Darling x Reader

Warnings: cuddling!!! just some late night conversations and some half asleep you :) mutual feelings have been established!

although it is not necessary, I highly suggest reading my fics in their recommended order for the best experience! here is the link to all my silly lil wally fics in order. this is #7 :)

Wally convinces you to sleep over for the night.

“Stay with me?” 

You were unsure if they were purposeful, but the puppy eyes and shy, pleading smile Wally wore had you bending to his will. 

“Maybe you’ll be able to sleep,” he pitched.

And so, you had agreed to his offer, finding yourself settling in his bed after he insisted you take it. Exhaustion was beginning to hit you after your adrenaline crash, persistent yawns escaping you.

“Won’t you join me?” you mumbled.

“Would you like me to join you?” Wally questioned in return, standing by the bedside. 

“Mhmm,” you hummed in reply, lifting up the covers, welcoming him. “It's not like I haven’t used you as a pillow before,” you joked, offering a weary smile while scooting a little further into his bed, allowing him more room. “Plus, I’m not making you stay on the couch in your own house,”

“... Okay,” he agreed, laying down next to you. He laid on his side, his body facing yours, as yours did his.

“Do you have enough space?” You asked, gazing into his eyes. He nodded, glancing down, his hand finding yours.

“Yeah,” he said, eyes returning to yours as he intertwined his fingers with yours. “And you?”

“Yeah,” you smiled, turning your head into the pillow as you yawned. Wally’s smile grew, amused by your body’s display of your tiredness. 

“You’re a little extra cute when you're sleepy,” he chuckled, his thumb rubbing over your knuckles soothingly. “It’s funny. You do silly things,”

“Like what?” You asked, eyes falling shut as you pulled the covers a little higher with your free hand.

“Yawning,” he hummed, “your speech becomes slurred and lazy,” he added, “and you talk when you’re asleep,”

“Yeah, yeah,” you giggled, remembering the last time you fell asleep on him and supposedly spoke.

“I never told you what you said,”

Your eyes shot open, focussing on him. 

You stared.

“You said it was unintelligible,” your brows furrowed a little.

“Mostly,” he smiled. “But, you did say something I heard clearly,”

“And what would that be?”

“‘Wally’,”

Your eyes widened. 

“You’re pulling my leg,”

“No. Only holding your hand,” he joked, giving it a squeeze.

“I said your name?” you groaned, hiding your face as it flushed with redness.

“Yeah, ha ha,” he gently pulled the blankets away, “I thought it was adorable,” he teased with a grin, tapping his finger to the tip of your nose.

“You’re being mean,” you grumbled embarrassedly, tugging the blankets back over your face. He laughed, scooting a little closer.

“Ha ha, I’m sorry,” he apologized.

“You should be, you liar,”

“I never lied,” he hummed. “I just didn’t say it. You were shy enough as is,” 

“... thank you,”

“You’re welcome.”

“But you’re still mean,”

“I can accept that. I’m sorry,” he tried to compensate with an amused smile, watching you peek out from your hiding. “Apology accepted?”

“... apology accepted,”

“I’m glad. Thank you,”

You huffed lightly, scooting a little closer to him. He shifted to accommodate you, turning onto his back. 

You released his hand, laying your arm over his body instead, his own coming to rest on top of it and gently hold it in place. His other arm rested behind his head, keeping him propped up a bit.

“I’m so tired,” you grumbled, forehead pressing lightly against his side. Wally hummed in thought.

“Is there anything I can do to help you fall asleep faster?”

“Mm… can you just talk, please?”

“Anything in particular?”

“Anything,”

“This sounds awfully familiar, ha ha,” he chuckled. “Hmm… what to talk about…” he wondered aloud.

“I think…” he began, “I’ll tell you about the time I realized I was in love with you,” 

“Yeah?” You whispered.

“Yeah,” he affirmed, thinking back on the day. “It was quite a while ago. I noticed that I had started to feel a little funny around you, like I was all… squishy, on the inside,”

“Squishy?” You giggled.

“Squishy,” he nodded, his smile growing. “I found that my eyes would wander to you whenever you were around. I’ve been told I zone out a lot, I know, but I never realized until it came to you, and I just couldn’t tear my eyes away,” 

You shifted slightly to get more comfortable, staying silent, allowing him to go on.

“So, I went to Frank. He’s smart and reads a lot of books, so I figured he’d know what’s going on with me,” he continued. “He and Julie were with each other at the time I went to see them. I told them what was going on, and they started to interrogate me,”

“How do they make you feel when they're around?” Frank queried, arms crossed before his chest.

“I feel… warm and fuzzy inside,” Wally explained.

“Hmm… does it feel like your tummy gets tied up in knots?” Julie pressed.

“I suppose it does, yes,” he slowly nodded. That seemed like an accurate way of describing his feelings.

“I think that… you have butterflies in your belly!” Frank speculated.

“Butterflies?” Wally questioned. He looked down at his stomach, gently poking at it. 

“Why, how did they get in there?” He wondered, worrying. “I hope I didn’t eat any caterpillars…”

“No, silly! It’s a metaphor!” Frank continued, shaking his head. 

“It’s when you feel all fluttery inside, all giddy and shy!” Julie said, “Or maybe you get the heebie-jeebies when they're around?” She proposed. 

“The heebie-jeebies?” Wally became even more befuddled than before.

“I know! The collywobbles!”

Were they just making up words now? It was hard for Wally to tell anymore.

“The point is, you have feelings for them.” Frank concluded, “Romantic ones!”

“Feelings of love! Stronger than friends! Like how Frank is in love with Eddie!” 

“Well, I think I must be… in love with them, then,”

“Congratulations! I also think that you're the last person to find out,” Frank remarked sarcastically, poking some fun at him.

“Says you, Mr. Hopeless pining.”

“That’s different!”

Wally retold the story to you, his thumb rubbing up and down in little circles on your arm. He was enjoying the feeling of you being right there with him, your body so close to his.

“That’s how I came to terms with it, I suppose,” he finished, glancing down at you, checking out what kind of state you were in. You were certainly drifting now, the ghost of an entertained smile playing at your lips.

“That’s so cute,” you mumbled. “I think B just told me one day. I was talking to him about you and he just looked at me and said, ‘y’know you’re like, in love with him, right?’” you mimicked Barnaby’s deep voice, giggling a bit at your own attempt. Wasn’t bad, in your opinion.

“Spot on,” Wally chuckled.

“Thank you, I try,” you grinned. “Anyways, it sorta just hit me like a ton of bricks. I was like, ‘huh. I am, aren’t I?’” 

Wally went quiet for a moment, until he asked a question. “Do you talk about me a lot?”

You stayed silent, thinking, debating how flat out you wanted to answer. Eventually, you settled.

“Yeah,” you admitted. “Yeah, I do.”

“I think I talk about you a lot, too. I’m pretty sure Frank is tired of it, ha ha,” Wally said. “Eddie doesn’t seem to mind, though.”

“He probably thinks it’s sweet,” you chuckled, sighing, only for it to turn into another yawn. “Could you keep talking, please?” you grumbled.

“Let’s see…” Wally thought, wracking his brain for more stories he could tell. “Ah, I know,” he hummed, peering down at you.

“The other day, Barnaby and I were going to Howdy’s for hotdogs. Along the way, we…” he continued along, his voice in a gentle murmur as you slowly drifted off. 

He continued to speak as you had requested, talking a bit about this, and a little about that, up until he was positive you were asleep.

Even when Wally noticed you had fully succumbed to slumber, he proceeded to go on, now, his topic shifting.

“I’m still in disbelief to have you here in my arms,” 

He murmured sweetly, thumb gently sweeping along your cheekbone as he adored your peaceful features. No matter how you looked, you were always so breathtaking to him.

“I don’t think I could be more content, with you by my side,” he admitted. “I will do my best to make you happy, whatever that may take. I’ll shower you with a storm of the affection and care you deserve, and swear my love to you, for as long as you’ll accept it,” he vowed, pressing his lips to your temple.

“That is my promise to you, my love.”

hi!!! here is something, bahaha!! I don't think I'm the biggest fan of this one, but I hope you've enjoyed, nonetheless B)

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Posted Monday, May 8, 2023, at 1:26 PM

[vinshoken]

celebratory ukulele!

[convexicalcrow]

something something ConCorp and the Civil War idk idk

[starbuck]

“…to me” is one of the most powerful disclaimers we have on here… is this character analysis accurate? debatable. but it’s real… to me.

[evidently-endless]

i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.

[killingmyselfbutnotdying]

"Friends dont look at friends that way" COWARD. I look at my friends with awe in my eyes, my chest is filled with love, im glowing because i get to be near my friends. I look at my friends and i would give them my everything. SO SKILL ISSUE, look at your friends with all the love that you have

[wukyma]

In the light of recent events I have a very vivid image of Poseidon or his sirens munching on WiFi wires

[wifegideonnav]

there are people living lives we can’t even imagine

[kesopan]

warmth in the cold

[griffin-ktb]

[novaneondream]

Anyways what kind of music do you think Eri listens to

[mroddmod]

don't be weepy sleepy puppies

[justsmth2]

this is his song did we all agree

[proxycrit]

Day 26- Lanayru Mountain

Perhaps dragon song sounds familiar. No matter; it’s time to get to business.

On that note, magnesis is reacquired! Purah’s still working on the other glyphs.

(“We’ll find a cure by the end of this year, I promise.”

“I hope we do, Mimi. I really, really hope we do.”)

((This is a totk au called familiar familiar! Zelda doesn’t go back in time, history is forever changed, and link is beset by ghost memories from his magic arm as per usual.))

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[attractive-nuisance-esq]

hey so like does everyone know that Like A Prayer is most definitely a song about going down on someone?? like is the younger generation aware? did you guys know that Wade and Logan’s two pivotal scenes were set to a song about how blowing someone can be a religious experience?????? because this is Very Important information