#lumpytouch where’s Waldo

[alenthe0neguy]

just remembered this art I made a while ag0 and I'm g0ing t0 expl0de,,,,

(this is legit js silly billy wald0😭)

[alenthe0neguy]

GIGGLING AT ALL 0F THESE,,,,,,,

yeah idk LMFAO the demons won today

[whenthedeeppurplefalls]

Thief!

- a Lumpytouch Where’s Waldo fic

Rated T for language and very mild content

Summary: Waldo steals something from the detective.

This fic contains: canon typical violence, mention of blood, nonconsensual kissing, and swearing.

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Icy wind rushed around the detective as he raced down the dark alleyway. He was hot on the striped killer's tail after yet another bloody crime scene was discovered, and this time he wasn’t going to let him get away. This time, he was so close he could practically reach out and touch him.

“ Stop!” The detective shouted, fully aware he wouldn’t be listened to. He knew damn well Waldo would never surrender himself. It didn’t stop him from trying, though. Too many people had died from this monster.

For once, though, fortune seemed to be on his side. He was gaining on Waldo, his prize now drawing closer and closer, his skin crawling in anticipation of finally putting an end to Waldo’s reign of terror. His heart leapt in excitement as the sight of a chain link fence came into view- Waldo wouldn’t be able to get past that. Climbing it would take him time- time for the detective to shoot him, or even grab him.

The detective smiled bitterly. No matter how the night ended, he knew one thing for sure- Waldo would be behind bars. The monster who killed his friend would pay for his crimes at last.

As the gate- and Waldo- drew nearer, Waldo suddenly came to an abrupt stop. Startled, the detective had to stumble to avoid crashing into him. He staggered back a few feet, not terribly eager to have skin to skin contact with the killer.

Waldo paused for a moment, then turned to face him, wide smile never leaving his face.

“Well, detective.” He said. “I guess there’s nowhere for me to run.” He cocked his head. “Oh, whatever will I do?”

The detective didn’t bother dignifying that with an answer. Instead, he reached into his holster, pulling his gun on the criminal.

“You are under arrest.” The detective began, a little overeager. “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you-”

Waldo silently watched him with the eyes of a hungry animal, quiet and hunting. It filled the detective with unease, and he clutched his gun tighter, raising it to point higher.

“Put your hands up.” The detective commanded. Waldo tilted his head in a rather sickening way. His hands remained limp by his sides, clutching his cane. “ Put your hands up, dammit!” The detective raised his voice. Waldo’s grin widened.

“ PUT-”

“You’re young, aren’t you?” Waldo interrupted. Confused, the detective faltered.

“Wh-”

“I like you.” Waldo continued. “Oh, I like you so much better than McGuy, Detective.”

The detective reddened in… anger? Had to be. He thrust his gun at the killer once again. “Shut the fuck up. Last warning, then I shoot-”

Waldo was clearly not listening. His eyes flicked up to something behind the detective- just over his head. Before the detective had connected the dots, something hard and rounded hooked around his neck, yanking him backwards. Shit! How could he let his guard down enough to forget about the doppelgangers? He cried out roughly, a hoarse “ NO!” As he fell flat. In the few seconds he scrambled to get to his feet, he heard a telltale crack of static that had him swearing through clenched teeth. As he stood, he now saw what should have been so evident before- Waldo was now standing on the other side of the fence, grinning at him from between the metal bars.

“Oh, how embarrassing for you.” Waldo said with a chuckle. “That’s going to leave a mark.”

The detective scowled, rushing forward to grasp at the bars of the fence. Waldo stepped back, though he didn’t exactly need to. They both knew the Detective had no way of getting him now. Frustrated, the detective gave the fence a rattle. Nothing.

“You bastard.” He snarled, clawing out through a gap to attempt to get even the slightest grasp on the killer. No luck. Waldo openly laughed this time, reminded more of a kitten pawing through the door of its cage.

“Oh, you’re a sight, detective.” He chuckled, leaning forward. “I’m going to look forward to our next meeting.”

The detective snarled again, this time managing to fit his (rather thin) arm through a gap in the fence to allow him to get closer to the killer. It seemed being on the smaller side had its advantages after all. This time, he managed to grab onto his sweater.

However… This didn’t work to his advantage after all. In a fluid motion, Waldo grabbed onto his arm, pulled him flush against the gate, and-

Kissed him through the gap.

Completely taken off guard, the detective’s mind went blank for just a moment, arms going limp, caught in Waldo’s grasp like an animal in a trap, eyes snapping open as Waldo kissed him. About two seconds later, realization and sanity kicked in. The detective squirmed frantically in Waldo’s hold, arm caught tightly in the killer’s steel grip. Disgusted (and strangely warm?) He yanked his head back, gasping for breath as Waldo cackled. He attempted to pull back, but Waldo simply yanked his arm again, once again pulling him flat against the fence. The detective gasped.

“You son of a bitch- let me go! What the hell is wrong with y-” And then, Waldo's other hand had caught his chin through another gap in the fence. The detective tensed, almost preparing for another kiss like the first, but this time Waldo simply… observed him. (Admiring him?) The Detective flinched, eyes closing instinctively.

Waldo turned his face this way and that for a moment, then snickered, releasing him, at last. With a choking gasp, the detective yanked his arm back before Waldo could change his mind. Then, he took several steps back. He wasn’t sure what that had been, or why he felt the way he did- all warm, dizzy, confused…

Waldo rested his weight on his cane, smirking after him so condescendingly. “You’re so much better.” He repeated. “Much better than McGuy.” Then, he tapped his cane. “I would say you enjoyed that.”

Frantic, confused, aroused, The detective frantically shook his head, then quickly wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. (The thought had only just occurred to him.) “No.” He babbled. “No. No. You’re wrong.”

Waldo grinned, glasses reflecting like accusing spotlights. “Whatever you say, my sweet.” Then, he playfully waggled his fingers at him. “Run along, now. We both know you won’t catch me tonight… And you have a body to clean up.” Then, arms spread wide, he disappeared with yet another staticky crack as he disappeared, leaving the Detective alone, red in the face, panting, and terribly confused.

What was that?

…What was he going to tell Wenda?

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Originally I had planned for this to be a 5 + 1 fic of all the different times Waldo had stolen a kiss from the detective, but I wanted to just hurry and get this posted. That being said, if you WOULD like to see this fic continued in that way, let me know.

[the-tomcat-disposable]

I think all the Waldo clones have slight differences in attitude (Waldo 3 walking into the detective's house looking chill and unbothered & Waldo 2 walking in like a hungry lion that found a good and easy meal) but they have a common fondness for the detective because it's cute seeing them run around and try to catch him just to be a minute or seconds too late.

Waldo's probably stood right next to them before and they didn't notice because they were glued to trying to mentally decode a message Waldo left them.

[alenthe0neguy]

what m0tivati0n d0es t0 a man

[alenthe0neguy]

I need t0 animate wald0 0ver yhis....

idk if I'll be able t0 th0ugh,,,

Out of Touch (1080 p)

[whenthedeeppurplefalls]

Ao3 link as well for those who want it

[the-tomcat-disposable]

War Of Hearts could be a ltww song if you believe in detective x waldo shipping

[starryayy]

This is probably my favourite Detective drawing so far!! ^_^ I love how this turned out.

[alenthe0neguy]

I made designs f0r b0th versi0ns cuz teehee

I made the fully f0rmed 0ne l00k slightly different fr0m the main wald0s because I feel if he's different in the way that he's m0re like the detective, he'd definitely want t0 make himself seem different fr0m the 0ther wald0s physically while still maintaining the l00k 0f being a wald0(I made his sweater different and I als0 made his hair ligher, aswell as making it a bit wavy and changed the pants c0l0r and making the eye c0l0r duller!!)😋

GUYS GUYS GUYS! 5th Waldo idea: The little brother:

The fifth Waldo is still a test tube baby at the lab, in a tank somewhere. During the break in to get Odlaw, he is released (accidentally) by the Detective, whom this Waldo instantly imprints upon.

Unsure if this will be a fully formed Waldo, or still a child no older than Junior.

With the fully formed Waldo, he starts to mimic the Detective, almost becoming like a Waldo/Detective hybrid in a way. This one is much more docile than the rest, but still has... urges, but doesn't want to act on them because that would disappoint the Detective. Detective has mixed feelings about this.

Kinda the same case for child Waldo, only Detective is fully on board with adopting him. Almost is like a little brother/son to the other Waldos. This one's called Wally, and gets along great with Junior like siblings.

[mercuryrevenant]

hes so

[starryayyy]

My detective oc for Lumpytouch Where’s Waldo!!!

[alenthe0neguy]

uhhh my like...2nd time writing a fic(I wr0te 0ne way in the past but it's ass and I f0rg0t abt it up until n0w...)

-——————_—{Chapter one!}—_——————-

it was later in the evening, the sun was setting, the detective was chasing after waldo, only following as he didn't really pay much attention to their surroundings as his striped foe led him into an abandoned building. waldo wasn't sure where he was going, only knowing the detective was hot on his tail as he ran. the detective had managed to grab his cane from him earlier so his main escape route was scrapped.

waldo continued to flee until he ran into a dead end, turning to face the detective with a nervous look on his face.

"ah!..it uh-..seems you've got me cornered, detective!.." waldo said, attempting to keep his composure, trying his best to think of a way out of this...

the detective stepped closer, reaching for his handcuffs with his free hand, his other occupied by firmly grasping his enemy's weapon and only true means of escape.

'Yeah. and this time you're not going to be getting awa-'

Waldo had suddenly pushed the detective away, him landing on a pile of rubble, which had something that was rather sharp as it jabbed him through his coat and left a small dot on his skin.

'GAH!-..What the?-' he'd try to look at what had poked him, but couldn't see the culprit in the pile of rocks and trash so he just thought it to be a shard of glass or a sharp pebble.

the detective swiftly got up, tossing waldo's cane off to the side as he sprinted at him, the detective punching waldo right in the eye, which started a fight between them.

they fought for quiet a while and as they fought, the detective paused, having to catch his breath. he suddenly felt...exhausted..? not really. it felt more like something else but he couldn't quiet think of the term. whatever it was he was feeling though, he was idle long enough for waldo to sneak around, grab his cane then teleport away, which caused the detective to regain his senses and attempt to catch the bastard before he got away to...no avail.

later on in the night he arrived home, just flopping down on the couch, falling asleep immediately, him not even really taking his coat off...hopefully he'll feel better in the morning...

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first chapter is pretty sh0rt

s0rry abt that

uh

I will try my best t0 make the 0thers ahead 0f this 0ne much l0nger if I'm able t0...

d0n't c0unt 0n it th0 since I have a fairly limited v0cab and I suck at writing💔

[alenthe0neguy]

T0XIC YURI‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️/SILLY

Before going to college I’m gonna leave smth that was on my mind recently…

I’ll not elaborate further

Also sry I’m not great at drawing women,I usually draw male characters

[randomreader92]

Lumpy has confirmed that Waldo considers it all "a game", which is why he allows others the chance to find him, but I haven't heard anything about what role he considers the Detective to be in the game.

@artmolonara @starryayy @alenthe0neguy @nami-ramen @itz-k1m1k0

[whenthedeeppurplefalls]

Be real with me.