Dwelly
@umbraldweller.bsky.social
✧｡° Aspiring Vtuber ｡°✧
www.umbraldweller.com
🏳️⚧️ She/Her
▷ Mischievous Void Imp. (Not a gremlin)
▷ Dweller of the dissolute realms.
▷ On a quest to kiss all girls~
▷ Polyam
I write poems and play video games~
www.umbraldweller.com
🏳️⚧️ She/Her
▷ Mischievous Void Imp. (Not a gremlin)
▷ Dweller of the dissolute realms.
▷ On a quest to kiss all girls~
▷ Polyam
I write poems and play video games~
A bitter quandary at my door,
A winter toil and nothing more.
And though it’s here,
It’s not for long;
all is but a pointless song.
Memories lost and pictures faded—
Every promise, abdicated.
A winter toil and nothing more.
And though it’s here,
It’s not for long;
all is but a pointless song.
Memories lost and pictures faded—
Every promise, abdicated.
December 30, 2025 at 6:01 PM
A bitter quandary at my door,
A winter toil and nothing more.
And though it’s here,
It’s not for long;
all is but a pointless song.
Memories lost and pictures faded—
Every promise, abdicated.
A winter toil and nothing more.
And though it’s here,
It’s not for long;
all is but a pointless song.
Memories lost and pictures faded—
Every promise, abdicated.
Cuts upon their hands,
the oath of blood, binding hearts—
a solemn promise.
the oath of blood, binding hearts—
a solemn promise.
December 28, 2025 at 7:19 AM
Cuts upon their hands,
the oath of blood, binding hearts—
a solemn promise.
the oath of blood, binding hearts—
a solemn promise.
A friend, always here—
through the twisting path of life,
a bond eternal.
through the twisting path of life,
a bond eternal.
December 28, 2025 at 12:48 AM
A friend, always here—
through the twisting path of life,
a bond eternal.
through the twisting path of life,
a bond eternal.
(Like liquid silver,
her piercing eyes pour their gaze—
I am lost in them.)
her piercing eyes pour their gaze—
I am lost in them.)
December 24, 2025 at 12:22 PM
(Like liquid silver,
her piercing eyes pour their gaze—
I am lost in them.)
her piercing eyes pour their gaze—
I am lost in them.)
Forgone conclusions,
A prophecy unfulfilled—
One day, it shall be.
A prophecy unfulfilled—
One day, it shall be.
December 23, 2025 at 4:16 AM
Forgone conclusions,
A prophecy unfulfilled—
One day, it shall be.
A prophecy unfulfilled—
One day, it shall be.
From unwoven threads;
we form a new tapestry—
I stitch toward you.
we form a new tapestry—
I stitch toward you.
December 21, 2025 at 8:13 PM
From unwoven threads;
we form a new tapestry—
I stitch toward you.
we form a new tapestry—
I stitch toward you.
deceitful being;
manipulated the truth,
to heal their own heart...
manipulated the truth,
to heal their own heart...
December 21, 2025 at 10:33 AM
deceitful being;
manipulated the truth,
to heal their own heart...
manipulated the truth,
to heal their own heart...
The creaking Turnstile —
come through the fog-laden door;
where you can't be found.
come through the fog-laden door;
where you can't be found.
December 20, 2025 at 11:43 AM
The creaking Turnstile —
come through the fog-laden door;
where you can't be found.
come through the fog-laden door;
where you can't be found.
My teeth on your skin;
cutting against supple flesh-
will you scream for me?
cutting against supple flesh-
will you scream for me?
December 19, 2025 at 11:59 AM
My teeth on your skin;
cutting against supple flesh-
will you scream for me?
cutting against supple flesh-
will you scream for me?
iniquitous imp
comfortable in slumber
fearful she may dream
comfortable in slumber
fearful she may dream
December 18, 2025 at 1:06 PM
iniquitous imp
comfortable in slumber
fearful she may dream
comfortable in slumber
fearful she may dream
Reposted by Dwelly
gasp a silent plea,
relentless white-knuckle grip;
losing fight for breath
relentless white-knuckle grip;
losing fight for breath
Pinned to the bed, hand on my neck, and all I can do is pray to god he doesn’t squeeze any harder.
December 10, 2025 at 4:19 PM
gasp a silent plea,
relentless white-knuckle grip;
losing fight for breath
relentless white-knuckle grip;
losing fight for breath
Praise my timid little baby.
September 1, 2025 at 4:44 PM
Praise my timid little baby.
Reposted by Dwelly
woke up tasting blood;
almost-remembered nightmares,
four hours broken sleep
almost-remembered nightmares,
four hours broken sleep
August 27, 2025 at 6:31 AM
woke up tasting blood;
almost-remembered nightmares,
four hours broken sleep
almost-remembered nightmares,
four hours broken sleep
Reposted by Dwelly
February 23, 2025 at 9:55 AM