Absent Writer Doll
@absencedoll.bsky.social
Hello. It cannot write, but it will try.
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No minors. Unmarked content.
it/its | 29
patreon.com/AbsentWriterDoll
discord.gg/mjyx6kPshN
"Don't do it. Please. I love you."
"I wasn't going to do it, but that doesn't mean I can't think about it."
"Why do you think about it, then?"
"I've always thought about it. For as long as I can remember."
"Why?"
"I wasn't going to do it, but that doesn't mean I can't think about it."
"Why do you think about it, then?"
"I've always thought about it. For as long as I can remember."
"Why?"
December 20, 2025 at 5:43 AM
"Don't do it. Please. I love you."
"I wasn't going to do it, but that doesn't mean I can't think about it."
"Why do you think about it, then?"
"I've always thought about it. For as long as I can remember."
"Why?"
"I wasn't going to do it, but that doesn't mean I can't think about it."
"Why do you think about it, then?"
"I've always thought about it. For as long as I can remember."
"Why?"
"You're living on borrowed time, y'know. What are you going to do when that time runs out?"
"Then I guess I'll just face the music and dance."
"Then I guess I'll just face the music and dance."
December 19, 2025 at 3:12 AM
"You're living on borrowed time, y'know. What are you going to do when that time runs out?"
"Then I guess I'll just face the music and dance."
"Then I guess I'll just face the music and dance."
A doll getting its blood drawn.
It hates needles. More than hate, it's terrified of them.
Its witch squeezes its other hand tightly.
It focuses on her.
Does its best to shut out that which it's scared of.
It hates needles. More than hate, it's terrified of them.
Its witch squeezes its other hand tightly.
It focuses on her.
Does its best to shut out that which it's scared of.
December 18, 2025 at 6:44 AM
A doll getting its blood drawn.
It hates needles. More than hate, it's terrified of them.
Its witch squeezes its other hand tightly.
It focuses on her.
Does its best to shut out that which it's scared of.
It hates needles. More than hate, it's terrified of them.
Its witch squeezes its other hand tightly.
It focuses on her.
Does its best to shut out that which it's scared of.
Inviolate.
Invincible.
That's what she wanted to be.
And yet...
She falters time and time again.
...
But every time she falters...
Her doll has been there to prop her back up.
To be her rock in the storm.
...
Invincible.
That's what she wanted to be.
And yet...
She falters time and time again.
...
But every time she falters...
Her doll has been there to prop her back up.
To be her rock in the storm.
...
December 17, 2025 at 1:00 AM
Inviolate.
Invincible.
That's what she wanted to be.
And yet...
She falters time and time again.
...
But every time she falters...
Her doll has been there to prop her back up.
To be her rock in the storm.
...
Invincible.
That's what she wanted to be.
And yet...
She falters time and time again.
...
But every time she falters...
Her doll has been there to prop her back up.
To be her rock in the storm.
...
A witch curled up in bed.
Her doll is away from home for the day.
...
It's... A bit lonely.
...
Her doll is away from home for the day.
...
It's... A bit lonely.
...
December 16, 2025 at 4:57 AM
A witch curled up in bed.
Her doll is away from home for the day.
...
It's... A bit lonely.
...
Her doll is away from home for the day.
...
It's... A bit lonely.
...
"Are you okay?"
"You've asked me that hundreds of times at this point."
The witch's head is buried in her arms.
"Please leave me alone."
"You've asked me that hundreds of times at this point."
The witch's head is buried in her arms.
"Please leave me alone."
December 15, 2025 at 3:28 AM
"Are you okay?"
"You've asked me that hundreds of times at this point."
The witch's head is buried in her arms.
"Please leave me alone."
"You've asked me that hundreds of times at this point."
The witch's head is buried in her arms.
"Please leave me alone."
Was it worth it?
I don't know.
I... Just, genuinely, don't know.
All of this effort, all of these endeavours...
For what, really?
Numbers on a page?
Likes and shares and the rare comment...
Is it enough?
I don't know.
I... Just, genuinely, don't know.
All of this effort, all of these endeavours...
For what, really?
Numbers on a page?
Likes and shares and the rare comment...
Is it enough?
December 14, 2025 at 7:22 AM
Was it worth it?
I don't know.
I... Just, genuinely, don't know.
All of this effort, all of these endeavours...
For what, really?
Numbers on a page?
Likes and shares and the rare comment...
Is it enough?
I don't know.
I... Just, genuinely, don't know.
All of this effort, all of these endeavours...
For what, really?
Numbers on a page?
Likes and shares and the rare comment...
Is it enough?
A doll that has the opportunity to reset its memory.
An offer by its witch.
That it wouldn't have to remember all of the regrets that it carried with it.
In truth, the doll considers the option.
It truly did have a number of regrets...
But...
An offer by its witch.
That it wouldn't have to remember all of the regrets that it carried with it.
In truth, the doll considers the option.
It truly did have a number of regrets...
But...
December 13, 2025 at 4:15 AM
A doll that has the opportunity to reset its memory.
An offer by its witch.
That it wouldn't have to remember all of the regrets that it carried with it.
In truth, the doll considers the option.
It truly did have a number of regrets...
But...
An offer by its witch.
That it wouldn't have to remember all of the regrets that it carried with it.
In truth, the doll considers the option.
It truly did have a number of regrets...
But...
A doll that dreams an epic of a dream.
Filled with intrigue, puzzle solving, betrayal, hope, saviours, and so so so much more.
And, upon waking, it remembers next to nothing of it except that it was truly one of the grandest dreams of all it has ever dreamed.
Filled with intrigue, puzzle solving, betrayal, hope, saviours, and so so so much more.
And, upon waking, it remembers next to nothing of it except that it was truly one of the grandest dreams of all it has ever dreamed.
December 12, 2025 at 3:19 AM
A doll that dreams an epic of a dream.
Filled with intrigue, puzzle solving, betrayal, hope, saviours, and so so so much more.
And, upon waking, it remembers next to nothing of it except that it was truly one of the grandest dreams of all it has ever dreamed.
Filled with intrigue, puzzle solving, betrayal, hope, saviours, and so so so much more.
And, upon waking, it remembers next to nothing of it except that it was truly one of the grandest dreams of all it has ever dreamed.
A doll in the rain.
It buries its head in its arms.
In time, it's soaked through and through.
Cold.
Uncomfortable.
But...
Content all the same.
It buries its head in its arms.
In time, it's soaked through and through.
Cold.
Uncomfortable.
But...
Content all the same.
December 11, 2025 at 6:40 AM
A doll in the rain.
It buries its head in its arms.
In time, it's soaked through and through.
Cold.
Uncomfortable.
But...
Content all the same.
It buries its head in its arms.
In time, it's soaked through and through.
Cold.
Uncomfortable.
But...
Content all the same.
A doll that slept past its alarms.
Eventually, it wakes up...
And realizes that it's missed an important outing with its witch.
In a panic, it calls her.
She picks up.
It apologizes profusely.
She just laughs.
The doll is scared.
Afraid.
Eventually, it wakes up...
And realizes that it's missed an important outing with its witch.
In a panic, it calls her.
She picks up.
It apologizes profusely.
She just laughs.
The doll is scared.
Afraid.
December 10, 2025 at 4:12 AM
A doll that slept past its alarms.
Eventually, it wakes up...
And realizes that it's missed an important outing with its witch.
In a panic, it calls her.
She picks up.
It apologizes profusely.
She just laughs.
The doll is scared.
Afraid.
Eventually, it wakes up...
And realizes that it's missed an important outing with its witch.
In a panic, it calls her.
She picks up.
It apologizes profusely.
She just laughs.
The doll is scared.
Afraid.
"You're worth my love."
"I just... I don't know sometimes."
"I know."
"How do you know?"
"I just do. Just like you don't know, I know."
"How does that work?"
"It just does."
"Does it now..."
"I promise."
"... Thank you."
"I just... I don't know sometimes."
"I know."
"How do you know?"
"I just do. Just like you don't know, I know."
"How does that work?"
"It just does."
"Does it now..."
"I promise."
"... Thank you."
December 9, 2025 at 3:17 AM
"You're worth my love."
"I just... I don't know sometimes."
"I know."
"How do you know?"
"I just do. Just like you don't know, I know."
"How does that work?"
"It just does."
"Does it now..."
"I promise."
"... Thank you."
"I just... I don't know sometimes."
"I know."
"How do you know?"
"I just do. Just like you don't know, I know."
"How does that work?"
"It just does."
"Does it now..."
"I promise."
"... Thank you."
"Happy birthday."
The doll looks toward its witch.
And it smiles!
"Thank you, Sir!"
The witch smiles back.
"Thank you for being with me."
The doll looks toward its witch.
And it smiles!
"Thank you, Sir!"
The witch smiles back.
"Thank you for being with me."
December 8, 2025 at 5:17 AM
"Happy birthday."
The doll looks toward its witch.
And it smiles!
"Thank you, Sir!"
The witch smiles back.
"Thank you for being with me."
The doll looks toward its witch.
And it smiles!
"Thank you, Sir!"
The witch smiles back.
"Thank you for being with me."
A sleeping doll.
It's been asleep for a long, long time.
Its witch watches over it.
...
It asked, one day, to sleep.
To not function, to run dry of mana.
To sleep.
And... Its witch...
As much as she didn't want to...
As much as she knew that it wouldn't help...
It's been asleep for a long, long time.
Its witch watches over it.
...
It asked, one day, to sleep.
To not function, to run dry of mana.
To sleep.
And... Its witch...
As much as she didn't want to...
As much as she knew that it wouldn't help...
December 7, 2025 at 3:34 AM
A sleeping doll.
It's been asleep for a long, long time.
Its witch watches over it.
...
It asked, one day, to sleep.
To not function, to run dry of mana.
To sleep.
And... Its witch...
As much as she didn't want to...
As much as she knew that it wouldn't help...
It's been asleep for a long, long time.
Its witch watches over it.
...
It asked, one day, to sleep.
To not function, to run dry of mana.
To sleep.
And... Its witch...
As much as she didn't want to...
As much as she knew that it wouldn't help...
And so the doll and witch stand at the edge of the universe.
How did they manage to get out so far? Well, needless to say, magic is capable of many such things normally considered impossible!
...
It's... Surreal.
On one side, darkness.
On the other, a few specks of light.
How did they manage to get out so far? Well, needless to say, magic is capable of many such things normally considered impossible!
...
It's... Surreal.
On one side, darkness.
On the other, a few specks of light.
December 6, 2025 at 5:04 AM
And so the doll and witch stand at the edge of the universe.
How did they manage to get out so far? Well, needless to say, magic is capable of many such things normally considered impossible!
...
It's... Surreal.
On one side, darkness.
On the other, a few specks of light.
How did they manage to get out so far? Well, needless to say, magic is capable of many such things normally considered impossible!
...
It's... Surreal.
On one side, darkness.
On the other, a few specks of light.
"Sir?"
The hunter rips their blade out of the witch.
"Oh. You're awake."
The doll rushes to the witch's side.
His chest doesn't move.
"You're free now."
The doll looks up at the hunter.
Then back down at the witch.
"I... I didn't... I don't..."
The hunter rips their blade out of the witch.
"Oh. You're awake."
The doll rushes to the witch's side.
His chest doesn't move.
"You're free now."
The doll looks up at the hunter.
Then back down at the witch.
"I... I didn't... I don't..."
December 5, 2025 at 2:50 AM
"Sir?"
The hunter rips their blade out of the witch.
"Oh. You're awake."
The doll rushes to the witch's side.
His chest doesn't move.
"You're free now."
The doll looks up at the hunter.
Then back down at the witch.
"I... I didn't... I don't..."
The hunter rips their blade out of the witch.
"Oh. You're awake."
The doll rushes to the witch's side.
His chest doesn't move.
"You're free now."
The doll looks up at the hunter.
Then back down at the witch.
"I... I didn't... I don't..."
"Want a hug?"
The doll turns its head toward its witch.
""Not particularly."
"That's okay."
Silence passes between the two for a moment.
The doll turns its head toward its witch.
""Not particularly."
"That's okay."
Silence passes between the two for a moment.
December 3, 2025 at 11:06 PM
"Want a hug?"
The doll turns its head toward its witch.
""Not particularly."
"That's okay."
Silence passes between the two for a moment.
The doll turns its head toward its witch.
""Not particularly."
"That's okay."
Silence passes between the two for a moment.
"Are you okay?"
The witch turns her head towards her doll.
"Could be better, could be worse."
The doll hugs the witch.
"This one is here for you all the same."
The witch returns the embrace.
"Thank you..."
The witch turns her head towards her doll.
"Could be better, could be worse."
The doll hugs the witch.
"This one is here for you all the same."
The witch returns the embrace.
"Thank you..."
December 3, 2025 at 7:44 AM
"Are you okay?"
The witch turns her head towards her doll.
"Could be better, could be worse."
The doll hugs the witch.
"This one is here for you all the same."
The witch returns the embrace.
"Thank you..."
The witch turns her head towards her doll.
"Could be better, could be worse."
The doll hugs the witch.
"This one is here for you all the same."
The witch returns the embrace.
"Thank you..."
A witch!
She wants to write a story!
And so she does!
Not too long, not too short -
Tho it's admittedly a short story, just like most of her other works -
She's proud of it all the same.
She wants to write a story!
And so she does!
Not too long, not too short -
Tho it's admittedly a short story, just like most of her other works -
She's proud of it all the same.
December 2, 2025 at 1:21 AM
A witch!
She wants to write a story!
And so she does!
Not too long, not too short -
Tho it's admittedly a short story, just like most of her other works -
She's proud of it all the same.
She wants to write a story!
And so she does!
Not too long, not too short -
Tho it's admittedly a short story, just like most of her other works -
She's proud of it all the same.
A witch.
She crawls back to her feet as the hunter approaches her doll.
They turn.
"You should've just stayed down."
And they rush her -
Only to be stopped by a barrier.
"Maybe."
She crawls back to her feet as the hunter approaches her doll.
They turn.
"You should've just stayed down."
And they rush her -
Only to be stopped by a barrier.
"Maybe."
December 1, 2025 at 7:41 AM
A witch.
She crawls back to her feet as the hunter approaches her doll.
They turn.
"You should've just stayed down."
And they rush her -
Only to be stopped by a barrier.
"Maybe."
She crawls back to her feet as the hunter approaches her doll.
They turn.
"You should've just stayed down."
And they rush her -
Only to be stopped by a barrier.
"Maybe."
A witch.
She doesn't know what she's going to write today.
And, so often, she ends up writing a story that she didn't predict how she would write.
Going from aimless to... Not aimless over the course of her writing.
Perhaps that reminds her of how she got her doll.
She doesn't know what she's going to write today.
And, so often, she ends up writing a story that she didn't predict how she would write.
Going from aimless to... Not aimless over the course of her writing.
Perhaps that reminds her of how she got her doll.
November 30, 2025 at 7:46 AM
A witch.
She doesn't know what she's going to write today.
And, so often, she ends up writing a story that she didn't predict how she would write.
Going from aimless to... Not aimless over the course of her writing.
Perhaps that reminds her of how she got her doll.
She doesn't know what she's going to write today.
And, so often, she ends up writing a story that she didn't predict how she would write.
Going from aimless to... Not aimless over the course of her writing.
Perhaps that reminds her of how she got her doll.
A witch that doesn't use magic.
She hasn't in years.
It's not that she can't, it's just...
She's happy with what she already has.
She's happy with doing things by hand.
She hasn't in years.
It's not that she can't, it's just...
She's happy with what she already has.
She's happy with doing things by hand.
November 29, 2025 at 2:54 AM
A witch that doesn't use magic.
She hasn't in years.
It's not that she can't, it's just...
She's happy with what she already has.
She's happy with doing things by hand.
She hasn't in years.
It's not that she can't, it's just...
She's happy with what she already has.
She's happy with doing things by hand.
A doll.
A doll that is loved.
Even if, on occasion, it doubts that it is.
It has reason to doubt that it is.
Sometimes it's easier to doubt whether it's loved.
But it is loved.
And cherished and adored and beloved and everything.
A doll that is loved through and through.
A doll that is loved.
Even if, on occasion, it doubts that it is.
It has reason to doubt that it is.
Sometimes it's easier to doubt whether it's loved.
But it is loved.
And cherished and adored and beloved and everything.
A doll that is loved through and through.
November 28, 2025 at 7:31 AM
A doll.
A doll that is loved.
Even if, on occasion, it doubts that it is.
It has reason to doubt that it is.
Sometimes it's easier to doubt whether it's loved.
But it is loved.
And cherished and adored and beloved and everything.
A doll that is loved through and through.
A doll that is loved.
Even if, on occasion, it doubts that it is.
It has reason to doubt that it is.
Sometimes it's easier to doubt whether it's loved.
But it is loved.
And cherished and adored and beloved and everything.
A doll that is loved through and through.
A witch sharing a cup of tea with her doll!
Nothing special. Just green tea. The type where you open a package and take out the bag, let it steep for some five minutes, and then empty the package's matcha into the cup.
Nothing special. Just green tea. The type where you open a package and take out the bag, let it steep for some five minutes, and then empty the package's matcha into the cup.
November 27, 2025 at 6:44 AM
A witch sharing a cup of tea with her doll!
Nothing special. Just green tea. The type where you open a package and take out the bag, let it steep for some five minutes, and then empty the package's matcha into the cup.
Nothing special. Just green tea. The type where you open a package and take out the bag, let it steep for some five minutes, and then empty the package's matcha into the cup.
"Searching for ideas again, Miss?"
The witch looks away from her computer.
But her doll...
It isn't there.
Perhaps she only just imagined it.
Again.
...
But she smiles.
Even if it's imagined...
It's good to hear from her doll again.
The witch looks away from her computer.
But her doll...
It isn't there.
Perhaps she only just imagined it.
Again.
...
But she smiles.
Even if it's imagined...
It's good to hear from her doll again.
November 26, 2025 at 2:36 AM
"Searching for ideas again, Miss?"
The witch looks away from her computer.
But her doll...
It isn't there.
Perhaps she only just imagined it.
Again.
...
But she smiles.
Even if it's imagined...
It's good to hear from her doll again.
The witch looks away from her computer.
But her doll...
It isn't there.
Perhaps she only just imagined it.
Again.
...
But she smiles.
Even if it's imagined...
It's good to hear from her doll again.