What Was The Issue Named?

What was the issue named?

man they went hard with the riddlebat in this issue didnt they lmao

@partycoffin has been noticed on @todayontumblr now everyone don’t panic!

Wednesday 29 March.

Welcome Home.

It's good to be home... or is it? Because that, friends, would seem to be the central premise of the latest fascinating ARG from the bright, dark mind over at @partycoffin. And that is because their latest brilliantly disconcerting creation #welcome home is unraveling in more ways than one, and the good folk of the dashboard simply can't get enough of its intrigue, character designs, and aesthetic. What would appear to be a charming, Muppets-style vintage kid's television program would appear to be hiding some altogether darker secrets in an unsettling, colorful mystery that is left to you to piece together.

Whatever it's about, it's a certain fact that you good folk have quickly amassed a fandom community dedicated to the mysteries at the heart of #welcome home; full of fanart, theories, and gifs. We can't wait to see how it all plays out.

I wanted to go to Pizza Hut but apparently I’m stuck here so where’s my harmonica.

WALLY DARLING x GN!READER

cw // yandere, scopophobia, eyes

It was early in the morning, and by that I mean 3:00. You were browsing through some forums when you came across one that was a bit intriguing, a website dedicated to a piece of lost media called "Welcome Home", a puppet show that aired in the 1970s a la Sesame Street.

After some investigation you pretty much fell in love with the main puppet, Wally Darling. He was adorable, with his cute smile and soft pompadour you ate up every single little bit of his content.

Yet as you browsed the website, you couldn’t help but feel watched. This wasn’t some random paranoia, you could feel eyes boring into your soul.

You wanted that feeling to go away, so you quickly closed the computer and set it on your table. Although the paranoia never went away, the feeling lessened and quickly you fell asleep.

—//—

You weren’t asleep for very long, as you were thirsty and wanted a water. You got up and was quickly hit by a blast of hot air on one leg.

You quickly moved it out of the way. You had a vent beneath your bed, and it was chilly out, but that was a bit too hot for you. You need to go to the thermostat and change it to something a bit more sensible.

Well, whatever, you were exhausted and maybe could survive tonight being hot as hell. You walked down to the fridge and grabbed yourself a bottle of water, taking huge gulps as yes, that was how thirsty you were.

It was then, suddenly, that the phone rang.

It startled you, and you wondered who was calling at such an hour. You dared not pick up the phone, as it could be a scammer, and sure enough it was an unknown caller.

You slowly made your way up the stairs, as the message went to voicemail… and soon you heard an odd voice on the other end.

"Why didn't you pick up the phone, friend?" it said, "Neighbors are supposed to care for each other…"

This concerned you, but it was quickly squashed as your immediate thought was that it was a wrong number.

You exhaustedly flopped on your bed after setting your water down and hugged your pillow as you drifted off to sleep, suddenly feeling like you’re being watched again.

—//—

You awoke to a set of eyes.

You screamed before a finger rested on your lips, a soft, felt finger.

You finally focused to find Wally Darling staring at you from above, straddling you.

"Good morning, friend~," Wally cooed.

You reached up and gripped his hand, moving it off of hour mouth before quickly trying to get up, squirming out from underneath Wally, yet before you could even get up he already had both of his hands on your wrists, pinning you to your bed.

"Friend, why are you trying to escape?" Wally said, "Neighbors are supposed to help each other…"

The intensity of his stare was made even more off-putting with how soothing his voice was, and how his face never changed from that soft smile he always had.

He moved your hands to his cheeks, his face resting in your palms as his gaze moves from unsettling to dopey in a mere few seconds.

"Your hands are soft, Y/N~," he said, somehow knowing your name.

You were starting to panic, and you wanted out.

"P-please… please leave me alone…" you stammered out, tears starting to well up in your eyes.

"Oh~? Why would you want me to leave you alone~?" Wally asked in a sing-song voice, "You see, I’m your friend, and friends are always here for each other~,"

He let go of your wrists, but quickly wrapped his arms around you, planting a quick peck on your cheek

He was snuggled up against you, his eyes firmly planted on your face.

"You’re the absolute most~," he said, "Apple of my eye~,"

Your stomach dropped as you realized that you’ll be here for a long… long time.

This is an ad.

No it was Zattana and some mud.

Killer Moth got pregnant first then it was joker and now it’s killer croc

https://nypost.com/2023/01/07/batman-comic-features-the-joker-becoming-pregnant-and-giving-birth/

idk how to feel about this. u?

p.s. this was written by a transphobe. even though comics are quite funky.

*checks mpreg off my batjokes tropes list*

But wait is Batman the baby daddy 🤨

Live in a bad service area anyways so yeah I can relate.

Do you know if anyone else if having trouble looking at King Shark x Constantine comic? Because whenever i click on it i’m able to see one but when i click the arrow for the next slide it gets me out of it and won’t let me look at the entire thing. It keeps happening no matter if i log out or restart.

Hi, I just checked the publication and if it allows me to see everything, but what may be happening is that your internet is a little slow, the illustrations are heavy, they are in 350 dpi. Or that you have to open them from a pc and not the cell phone, these are my theories about it. Hopefully you can solve it, if not, you can still see them independently in older publications, in the search box you can put the word Constantine, and you will get all the material I have drawn and the publications.