This sent me. False you absolute legend. Painting of Cleo riding off into the sunset. (It's Cleo's head on an armor stand.) The new base looks fabulous!

Besties for the resties and more Wagyu brainrot

do you think prev is older or younger than you?

zombie wels !

can we put wels in the dungeons of fear and hunger

Ask and you shall receive

Googled it and grabbed whichever pic looked the best so idk if it's accurate

-🎨

OH MY GOD THEY PUT HIM IN THE DUNGEONS OF FEAR AND HUNGER this is a great day(not for him)

and Wels thought, "I shouldn't bring it up." It went through his mind many times over; all he wanted was to talk to someone. Maybe they would not understand but they would be with him regardless. It was a selfish thought, though. To ask would just be bringing back old pains, uncomfortable and unknown to everyone- he didn't need to force that negativity onto them. But what else was he to do? He wanted to say it silently, so that someone may notice, but he believed this was just guilt-tripping them into helping him. All options, beside silence and hiding, were morally wrong. Wels believed himself to be no monster, so he could not bear his teeth at his friends when they were not the ones responsible. If this really shall pass, then there must be no need to see someone. That help of those he held dear was a luxury that he was not worthy of. He hadn't been useful to them for weeks, and this must be asking for too much. Solitude never took from him or needed him in the way a person would. It was not warm or welcoming, but it held his heart tighter than he'd ever let a person hold it. This was his answer; a bandaid over gashes running so deep they reached his soul.

get pushed idiot

God doesn't love you but I do.

I'm not your enemy... "Villain," and "hero," are tight boxes that neither of us fit into. They don't care about you, and they don't need you in the way I do. When flags fall and the skies clear, you aren't going to see them around. You aren't going to see him, but he's waiting for you just over the horizon. He knows you, but so do I. That kind of emotionless comfort reels you in when you're bloody and bruised. It's just salt to your wounds. You need to go home. You need someone who will never leave you and is there through every troubling night. That's me, your loyal shadow that casts no matter what. I'm never going to leave you.

Robloxians rise up.

I SAID...

ROBLOXIANS RISE UP.

alright robloxians sit back down. nobody takes us seriously anyway

woah a proper pinned post

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i keep forgetting he has no eyebrows

brotherrrrr yhoure fine stop whining bruh

i want to write a fic about this

Seeing the Scratch Cat anywhere outside of Scratch is automatically a surreal experience