Total Not Autistic

These are some lowkey underrated tips I’ve seen floating around writing communities — the kind that don’t get flashy attention but seriously changed how I write.

1. Put “he/she/they” at the start of the sentence less often.

Try switching up your sentence rhythm. Instead of

“She walked to the window,”

try

“The window creaked open under her touch.”

Keeps it fresh and stops the paragraph from sounding like a checklist.

2. Don’t describe everything — describe what matters.

Instead of listing every detail in a room, pick 2–3 objects that say something.

“A half-drunk mug of tea and a knife on the table”

sets a way stronger tone than

“There was a wooden table, two chairs, and a shelf.”

3. Use beats instead of dialogue tags sometimes.

Instead of:

"I'm fine," she said.

Try:

"I'm fine." She wiped her hands on her skirt.

It helps shows emotion, and movement.

4. Write your first draft like no one will ever read it.

No pressure. No perfection. Just vibes. The point of draft one is to exist. Let it be messy and weird — future you will thank you for at least something to edit.

5. When stuck, ask: “What’s the most fun thing that could happen next?”

Not logical. Not realistic. FUN. It doesn’t have to stay — but chasing excitement can blast through writer’s block and give you ideas you actually want to write.

His speed is Mach 20+

He's Aurora and Lumine's new recruit! A young Swap variant since their last Swap retired.

tw/// slight blood

He first realizes this when he’s out, getting up to his normal stupidity at Grillby’s on a night you had to work, and it just…wasn’t as fun without you giggling and leaning on his shoulder.

His clinginess doesn’t come off as possessive or controlling, more that he just would rather be around you than not. Going to the grocery store? He’ll tag along. Going on a walk? He needed to stretch his legs anyway. Going clubbing? Not his scene, but hey, he’s always up to try something new (lying).

Of course, if you need space, he’ll gladly give it to you, but say the word and he’s right back by your side with an arm thrown over your shoulder or his head in your lap while you watch TV.