Writing In Progress

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You can call me Wip! I use any pronouns, so use whatever!

I make daily writing prompts :}

All of my prompts are sfw and fair use!! (Although credit is always appreciated)

I also don't use any AI! I do this because enjoy writing!

Don't worry about spam liking or reblogging- I find it endearing, not weird lol

My askbox and submissions are open!!

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Tags & more about me under the cut!!

The slits from your blinds, stretched by your neighbor's light.

You, the one person in the world unsuited for this specific job.

You, the only one who can know about it.

When you were young, you pushed a dresser in front of them so they couldn't see you, but every once in a while, you move it back.

They don't just lose consciousness after they're done helping you. You don't have the time or resources to raise them—but what are you supposed to do?

YOU'RE TOO KIND I'M SO GLAD <33

No one has explored the blinding lands in almost a decade now, as they know they'd return without your sight.

It's kind of difficult to come to terms with the fact that you're not real, so you didn't.

You practically begged the universe to bring them back after their death, so why so long after you'd come to terms with it?

You were to be the new ruler of your country to its citizens, but behind closed doors, you were nothing but a face for the true monarch. A smile for them to twist as they pleased.