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Creepy Pomni Tweening Animation!

Trigger Warning: Glitching

[missrommydolly]

Hello just stepping in to tell you Wally Darling does indeed love you he told me himself. Any anon hate you get is a lie. Keep drawing what you love and what makes you happy! Your work is lovely!!!! 🌻💖

Thank you so much for your kind words. Honestly, it's been hard lately, and sometimes the weight of everything feels like too much. It’s tough to keep going when the world feels like it's closing in, but messages like this really help me push through. I can’t tell you how much Wally means to me. He’s like a little spark of light that helps me escape when things get too dark. I find so much comfort in him, in the idea that, maybe, there's a place where things are kinder, even if it's just in my own imagination.

But your message reminds me to keep going, to draw and create, because, in those moments, I can forget the weight and just breathe. Thank you again. Truly. I really needed to hear this today. 🌻💖

[missrommydolly]

THE NEXT WELCOME HOME UPDATE WILL BE ON APRIL 11TH

[missrommydolly]

I'm very sorry that someone was mean enough to send you hate for just enjoying things as you are! I promise you that there's nothing wrong with self-shipping. I'm very glad you've turned that energy into something physical: Art!! It's a wonderful skill that I hope can give you years of entertainment and fun.

Don't listen to people that are trying to tear you down with no reason other than to just hurt your ego. People want to tear down others sometimes to make themselves feel better. Keep creating! Keep making, keep drawing, and keep writing!

I hope I was able to do her justice, I was rushing a bit, and making a little bit of guesswork based on style differences.

Do widzenia!

Hello there!! Oh gosh, your message absolutely made my day! Thank you so, so much for taking the time to write something so kind and encouraging. It really means the world to me. You're absolutely right self-shipping is just about having fun, finding comfort, and expressing creativity, and I'm so happy to be part of a community that understands and supports that.

Your words are so uplifting, and I can feel the warmth and sincerity behind them. And you’re completely right! I really do have so much fun creating art and writing for Rommy. It's such a lovely way to pour my heart out and share a little piece of myself. And, of course, to celebrate my sweet love for Wally. He's just so special to me!

Speaking of which, your drawing of Rommy is beautiful!! Oh my goodness, I love it so much!! You captured her essence so well, and I adore the little details you added. Even if you were rushing, it still turned out absolutely lovely. You really did her justice, and I can’t thank you enough for that. It makes me so happy to see others enjoying her character, and I just want to hug you for that kindness.

Thank you again for being such a wonderful, supportive person. I hope you keep having fun with your own art and creativity, too!

Wishing you all the best and lots of joy in your creative journey! Do widzenia, and thank you again from the bottom of my heart!

[missrommydolly]

hey girlie there is absolutely nothing wrong with your art, you're doing great <3 keep drawing!! please please Please keep drawing!!

I don’t even know where to start, but thank you all SO much for the support.

To be completely honest, I didn’t expect anyone to come to my defense. After the mean message i got, I felt so small and discouraged. All I’ve ever wanted was to share my love for Welcome Home and my OC, Rommy. But after that message, I honestly started questioning if I even belonged in this fandom. Maybe I really was just annoying and my art wasn’t good enough… It’s hard to not let those thoughts consume you when you feel like no one cares or understands.

But then, I saw all of your kind messages and, for the first time in a while, I felt like maybe I wasn’t crazy for caring so much about my little creations. Rommy, for me, isn’t just some “self-insert” or an OC. She’s a part of me, and seeing her torn apart like that just hit a nerve. It’s hard to explain, but she represents so much of my own struggles and hopes. I never meant for her to come across as ‘cringey’ or unimportant, but I guess when you care about something so much, it’s hard to ignore the doubt that creeps in.

I know I can be overly emotional about things, but Welcome Home... it’s everything to me. It’s not just a fandom, it’s a place where I can escape, even if it’s just for a little while from the chaos of real life. So, when I’m criticized or mocked, it feels like it’s not just about my art or Rommy. It feels like I’m being told my emotions aren’t valid.

But your kind words… I honestly can’t express how much they mean to me. It’s like a weight has been lifted, and I feel seen and heard. I’m going to keep creating and keep sharing because I love this world and these characters too much to let one person make me feel like I don’t belong.

Thank you for reminding me that there are people who care, and that my art, no matter how imperfect, does matter. I promise I’ll keep going, even when it’s hard. Your kindness is honestly what keeps me going right now.

[missrommydolly]

Wow, your art is getting worse with every post. Your OC Rommy is literally so cringey with no personality, and honestly, the yumeshipping with Wally is getting old. Can you draw something that’s not so painfully basic for once? Also, your WH fanart? The characters barely even look like themselves! What happened to your skills? These drawings are so off, it’s honestly embarrassing.

I honestly didn’t expect this. I’ve been putting so much love into my art and my OC Rommy, and Welcome Home means everything to me. I never meant to upset anyone, especially not with my fanart or the way I enjoy yumeshipping with Wally. I thought people would understand that it’s just a form of expressing my feelings, but now I’m starting to feel like maybe I’ve been doing everything wrong. I just want to make things that make me happy and share that joy with others... I’m really sorry if I disappointed anyone, I never wanted to make anyone mad.

[missrommydolly]

My OC, Rommy Dolly, as Harley Quinn

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╭◜◝ ͡ ◜ ͡ ◜ ◝ ╮ ╭◜◝ ͡ ◜ ͡ ◜ ◝ ╮

( i want to ) ( i want to )

( kiss him ) ( kiss her )

╰◟◞ ͜ ◟◞ ͜ ◞ ╯ ╰◟◞ ͜ ◟◞ ͜ ◞╯

°ｏ °ｏ

[missrommydolly]

OC X CANON

[missrommydolly]

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!WELCOME HOME BOOTLEG AU DRAWING!!!

[missrommydolly]

EDDIE DEAR X FRANK FRANKLY

[missrommydolly]

Sprunki love

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WELCOME HOME BOOTLEG AU

Here he is! The best kid entertainer in all of Argentina! Waldo Cariño!

(Read under the cut for lore about the drawing ♡ )

This drawing takes place in the factory "El Rincón de los Sueños." Marcela Flores, his creator, decided to paint a wall in a childish way to quickly create a space where Waldo could perform in front of the cameras for the bootleg version of Welcome Home. Marcela changed the name to "Bienvenido a tu Hogar" instead of doing a direct English-to-Spanish translation of Welcome Home to avoid a lawsuit.

While Waldo is genuinely excited to make children happy, Marcela just wants quick money, not really caring about creating a proper set.

[missrommydolly]

¡AGUANTAAAA, WALLY NO PUEDE SER TAN LINDOOOO! MIRA SU CARITA TODA HERMOSA 😍

[missrommydolly]

Estoy muy emocionada por la siguiente actualización de Welcome Home ♡

[missrommydolly]

My oc rommy dolly and the oc of my friend bovy bov! @frog-ewe-777

Original image reference under the cut :)

[missrommydolly]

Title: A Good Day

Fandom: Welcome Home

Relationship: wally darling/rommy dolly

Type of Fanfic: Slice of Life, Fluff, Comfort, Will They Won’t They, Friendship, Introspection

Trigger Warning: None! Just Wally having a good time.

Word Count: 1365

Author’s Note: This fanfic can be read either as platonic or romantic between Wally and Rommy. While Rommy Dolly, my OC, interacts with Wally, I don’t think it fits the typical OC x Canon tag. It’s a light, feel-good story, so feel free to interpret it however you like!

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Wally Darling was a simple man.

He liked simple things.

He liked the way the sun rose at the same time every morning, its light filtering through the curtains of his little home. He liked how the floorboards creaked under his small feet, how the smell of fresh bread from Poppy’s kitchen sometimes drifted through his open window.

He liked patterns. Order. Things that made sense.

And yet, every day was a little different.

Today, for example, felt just slightly different from yesterday.

Wally sat up in bed, blinking slowly. The world was quiet. Peaceful.

He liked that.

The first thing he did, as always, was greet his best friend.

“Good morning, Home”

Home responded by opening the door and then closing it again.

Wally then looked at his nightstand.

“Good morning, apple.”

He looked at the shiny red apple sitting on his nightstand. It did not respond. That was okay. He understood. Sometimes he didn’t feel like talking either.

After getting dressed, Wally left his house and stepped outside. The morning air was crisp, cool against his face. He liked the way it felt.

Barnaby was already awake, lounging under his usual tree. Wally approached him quietly.

Barnaby’s ears twitched, and he cracked one eye open. “Mornin’, little buddy.”

“Good morning, Barnaby.”

Wally stared at him for a moment. Then, slowly, he reached out and touched one of Barnaby’s floppy ears.

Soft.

Barnaby chuckled. “Enjoyin’ yourself?”

Wally nodded. “Your doggy ears are very soft.”

Barnaby smirked. “Thanks, pal. Took me years to grow ‘em.”

Wally thought about that. “I think they’ve always been there.”

Barnaby grinned. “Ya got me.”

Wally hummed, still gently patting the ear.

It was a good morning.

Later, he found Rommy.

She was standing outside her home, humming a little tune to herself.

Wally watched her for a moment. She hadn’t noticed him yet. Her hair was slightly messy from the wind, and she looked warm in the morning sunlight.

She smelled like cotton candy.

Wally liked cotton candy.

Maybe that’s why he liked standing close to her.

Rommy turned and finally noticed him. Her face lit up. “Oh! Wally! Good morning!”

Wally blinked. “Good morning, Rommy.”

She rocked on her heels, smiling. “What’s up?”

Wally considered the question. He didn’t have an answer. He had just wanted to see her.

“…Nothing.”

Rommy giggled. “You’re silly.”

Wally didn’t think he was silly. But Rommy liked to laugh, so maybe that was okay.

She smelled like cotton candy. He thought about telling her that.

Maybe another time.

By afternoon, Wally found himself helping Eddie organize some letters.

Eddie was very fast. He talked fast, he worked fast, he thought fast. Wally was slower. That was okay. Eddie never seemed to mind.

As Wally stacked some envelopes, Eddie looked over. “You’re really focused today, huh?”

Wally blinked. “Am I?”

“Yeah, you’ve been real quiet.”

Wally considered that. “I am always quiet.”

Eddie laughed. “Yeah, I guess so.”

Wally tilted his head. “Do you not like when I am quiet?”

Eddie gave him a puzzled look. “What? No, you’re fine.”

Wally nodded. “Good.”

Eddie was a good friend.

The letters were soft, but not as soft as Barnaby’s doggy ears.

As the day went on, Wally sat in the grass and watched clouds move across the sky. They were big and slow, like thoughts drifting in and out of his head.

He wondered if Rommy ever thought about clouds.

He wondered if Barnaby’s ears would get fluffier in the winter.

He wondered if Eddie had finished his deliveries.

He wondered why his heart beat differently when Rommy smiled.

Wally sighed.

So many thoughts.

Maybe tomorrow, he would have fewer thoughts.

But for now, he was content.

The sun was warm. The breeze was soft. The world was simple.

And Wally liked simple things.

The grass felt nice.

Wally had been lying on it for a while now, watching the clouds move. They were big and fluffy, shifting into different shapes.

One looked like a heart.

That made him think of Rommy.

He blinked slowly.

Rommy had been on his mind a lot lately.

Wally wasn’t sure why, but whenever he thought of her, he felt… different. Warm. Like standing too close to a lamp but not wanting to step away.

He wondered if she ever thought about him, too.

Maybe she did.

Maybe right now, Rommy was sitting somewhere, thinking, "I wonder what Wally is doing."

That was a nice thought.

Eventually, Wally sat up.

The sun had moved across the sky, meaning time had passed. That was how time worked.

He dusted himself off and decided to walk. He liked walking. It was simple. One foot in front of the other, steady and slow.

As he wandered, he saw Julie balancing on a fence.

She waved. “Hey, Wally!”

“Hello, Julie.”

She grinned. “What are you up to?”

Wally thought about it.

“Walking.”

Julie giggled. “Well, you sure are good at it!”

Wally blinked. “Thank you.”

She jumped off the fence, landing gracefully. “Wanna play a game?”

Wally tilted his head. “What kind of game?”

Julie tapped her chin. “A running game!”

Wally blinked again. “…I think I would lose.”

Julie gasped dramatically. “You don’t know that!”

Wally nodded. “I do.”

She pouted, then smiled. “Okay, okay, how about tag?”

Wally considered it. “I don’t think I would win that either.”

Julie laughed. “You’re funny, Wally.”

Was he?

He didn’t think he was. But Julie was smiling, so maybe that was okay.

After parting ways with Julie, Wally continued walking.

He found himself near Poppy's house, where she was carefully setting out fresh loaves of bread on the open window to cool. The air smelled warm, like flour and sugar.

Wally liked that smell.

Poppy noticed him and flinched slightly. “O-Oh! Hello, Wally dear.”

“Hello, Poppy.”

She nervously wrung her hands. “Did you… need something?”

Wally stared at the bread.

“I like the smell.”

Poppy blinked. “Oh! Um, t-thank you.”

Wally nodded. He continued staring.

Poppy shuffled nervously. “Would… would you like some?”

Wally nodded again.

Poppy quickly grabbed a small loaf and placed it in a paper bag. “Here you go, dear.”

Wally took it.

It was warm.

“I like warm things.”

Poppy let out a relieved chuckle. “I-I’m glad.”

Wally continued standing there.

“…W-Would you like butter with that?”

Wally thought about it.

Butter was soft.

Barnaby’s ears were also soft.

He liked soft things.

“Yes.”

Poppy quickly handed him some butter.

Wally nodded in thanks before walking away, he blinked and slowly ate the bread.

It was warm and soft.

A good bread.

A good day.

At some point, Wally found himself near Rommy’s house again.

He hadn’t planned to be here, but somehow, his feet had brought him back.

Rommy was outside again, this time sitting on her porch, hugging a pillow.

She looked sleepy.

Wally approached her.

“Rommy.”

She looked up, blinking in surprise before smiling. “Oh! Hey, Wally.”

“You are holding a pillow.”

Rommy laughed. “Yeah. It’s comfy.”

Wally tilted his head. “Are you tired?”

Rommy hummed. “A little. Just felt like hugging something soft.”

Soft.

Like Barnaby’s ears.

Like butter.

Like—

Wally thought for a moment.

“…You can hug me.”

Rommy’s eyes widened.

Then, she laughed. “Aww, Wally! That’s sweet.”

Wally blinked. “Is it?”

She giggled. “Yeah. You’re really cute sometimes.”

His heart did something weird.

Not bad weird. Just… weird.

Maybe it was the bread.

Rommy patted the space next to her. “Wanna sit with me?”

Wally nodded and sat down.

She leaned in and wrapped her arms around him.

His body went limp, his arms hanging by his sides. He didn't really know how to hug.

Rommy didn't mind. She held him gently, her embrace warm and comforting. She was used to his stillness, to his way of being. She just held him, and that was enough.

Wally felt her warmth, her heartbeat steady against his chest. He didn't need to move, didn't need to do anything. He just let himself be held, feeling safe and content.

Rommy smelled like cotton candy again.

He liked cotton candy.

He liked Rommy.

He liked today.

Yes.

Today was a good day.