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21+ | I am just silly writer don't mind me. | Might have some NSFW be warned. | I will yap about my kami oshi thanks. ☁️
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⚠️ Mentions/Implication of self harm

Sometimes all you want is some comfort.

It’s been a rough point again recently and thoughts resurface. Writing it out helps calm the thoughts at times though and I’m grateful for the chance to express myself in a more healthy way instead of acting upon them.
With dim lighting being the only source of light in the room, it was easy to feel calm. Glow in the dark stars and fairy lights thrown around the room helped to make it more whimsical too. It was a room of your making of course. The plush rug underneath you, almost tickling your arm that's not covered. The plushie in the corner you cuddled often. They've seen you through your best and worst. Right now it's at your worst. Your head was lying in his lap, arm raised into the air as the stench of iron hit your nose. You have overdone it again, but here he was gingerly cleaning your wounds. A ritual it felt like. The self inflicted wounds that you couldn't help but crave. It didn't sting at first, having gotten used to it by then. The amount of scars your arms and legs were littered with wasn't surprising anymore. Eventually the stench of iron was replaced with alcohol and then salve. He had moved on already, carefully wrapping your arms up once more. Another gauze pack; you think it's about your 10th one this week. With how much he replaces them at least. Maybe you need a lifetime supply.. It's been hard though.Work, life, what hobbies do you even have time for anymore? Rarely do things give you enjoyment anymore. What makes this life so meaningful you can't leave? "Hey." His voice rang clear in your ears then. Looking up at his bright eyes that were staring down at you, it was almost mesmerizing. The gentle brushing of his fingers weaving through your hair made you sink further into him then. It was gentle. As he always was. How.. Lovely.. To be so cared for even when you are so weak.
December 31, 2025 at 11:53 PM
fogclouddays.bsky.social
I’m still writing things but my friends are asking for yume things and I’m a bit embarrassed to post. Once I get back into other works I promise I’ll post them here. For now you’ll get one more. Be warned of its triggers please.
December 31, 2025 at 11:50 PM
fogclouddays.bsky.social
Whoops repost because it didn’t attach the label onto it! 🙇
December 30, 2025 at 8:14 PM
fogclouddays.bsky.social
Have some of my old writing for now as I try and come up with more. I tried to spruce it up a bit at least for here!

It’s a bit of a vent I suppose. Dealing with the trauma of expectations and knowing the damage it caused to a younger self.

Sometimes I just wanted a hug. A safe space.
The lake seemed to expand forever. Fog covered the other end, obscuring any sign of the lakes edge, increasing its illusion of foreverness. Soft sobs echoed across the lakes still surface, unmoving even as the wind gave the area a slight chill. No leaves fell from the trees to disturb it either. It was as if time had stopped. A small figure was all alone at the edge of the lake, knees pressed tight against their chest. Tears poured down their face as they quietly sobbed, muttering words of distain. Towards who; it was unclear. The gray forest ignored all. It too looked like it was frozen in time, the trees barely swayed in the wind and if one merely glanced at the scene, it'd appear as if the trees were leaning away from the smaller figure. They were lonely, pushed away even by the very nature around them. A soft rustling of the grass stirred the small figure to look up through blurry eyesight. They had a scowl, but they were tensed, afraid of what this new thing would do to harm them. The taller figure sat down near them, wearing a similar outfit of a simple grey sweater and long thick sweatpants. They looked out at the lake first, admiring its stillness, before tilting their head to look at their reflection. A younger version. "Hey. Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes." The smaller figure blinked a few times before pulling their legs closer to their chest, silent tears then soaking into their sweater. "How did you get here." "I think you asked for me no?" They scoffed, but a small nod came next. Just a scared kid all over again. "Why did we have to be this way..? I hate it... I miss.." They could barely finish their sentence before a choked out sob ran over the still lake, barely changing anything. As it always was. The older figure simply looked out over the water again pondering in their thoughts before shuffling a little closer to their younger self. It was almost surreal doing this, being here. But what else could they do? A gentle hand ruffled the younger one's hair before it left, lingering for a moment in the empty space above. A silent promise, a silent plea. "I know.. I know..." The older one's voice was soft, though it held a darker undertone. Of course, no one would tell besides them. They were after all the same person. Their younger self slowly looked up as they turned to look at their older self, who was leaning back on their hands now, just gazing into the vastness of the fog. Tears still rolled down their face, never stopping. "Why us...?" The older one frowned for a moment, before tilting their head slightly to give a broken smile. Their voice was soft again, more sorrowful then. "Why not us?" Perhaps not the best choice of words but what does one say. After years upon years of agony of work to fill a box that people demanded. Demand after demand, the box only shrunk smaller, suffocating them. They had to fill each one. Break their body, break any chance of being a normal human. A person. It makes sense for them to feel it, after all who'd want all these responsibilities? Certainly not the ones demanding it. So why not spare them from that agony. The younger one stood up, trying to wipe their torrent of tears away. It proved frugal though, new tears already streaming down their face to replace the old ones. Their small form was shaking and the soft whimpers only made the older one start to sink into themselves as well. "You can let it out. It's okay." The younger one cracked then, with such a soft permission. It was just them. And when their vision cleared just a little, they could see their older version holding out their arms. In an embrace. When was the last time.. They had one again..? Sobbing loudly, the younger one fell into the embrace, clutching onto the older one's sweater, hands balls into fists, clutching as tightly as they go. As if they'd be ripped away from this warm hug. A ripple went across the once still lake as they hugged and cried together. "Let it out.. Let it out..." After years of keeping them buried under mountains of pain and anguish, forced to live in a cage with no light nor door, this was a reprieve. A moment of calm. Of letting go. They both needed the moment. The stillness. With no harm..
December 30, 2025 at 8:13 PM
fogclouddays.bsky.social
Oh forgot, it’s a constant thing for me to say I miss him so expect that a lot…. 😅
December 30, 2025 at 2:15 PM
fogclouddays.bsky.social
The pomimo is very silly did you know? He has amazing voice acting and his acting too with the amount of toggles he has on his model… ^^ Makes me happy to see every time tbh! His ear twitches, that he said is so we know he can hear us.. 🥹 He’s very amazing!
December 30, 2025 at 2:13 PM
fogclouddays.bsky.social
Actually just call me cloudy lol. I’m still figuring out who I want to be called here.
December 30, 2025 at 3:31 AM
fogclouddays.bsky.social
Hey.

You can just call me fog or cloudy I don't mind either. I'm just here to yap about my kami oshi and post some writings.
If you want to stick around I hope you like it here.

My kami oshi btw is the pomimo Ais Riale so expect a lot for him here!
December 30, 2025 at 2:22 AM