Good Existential Crisis, Writers, Quick Question- Do Any Of You Have "writersonas"??

hey, internet? If I butchered Greek and Norse mythology for a book I want to write (Wattpad, so nothing too fancy), would that be okay? Or would it be better if I take what I like about them and make my own thing up?

i am being a hater, and i am being queer, and i am being autistic at a family event (and i am not the one who is the problem)

I feel like I didn't come into the world screaming. My sibling was born angry and loud, the world wasn't ready for them, but I don't hear the same story about myself, just that I came out with hair and fingernails, that I wasn't ready to come into the world yet. I'm quiet, not nimble, but quiet. I scare people when they don't hear my footsteps, I always need to raise my voice to be heard, but it doesn't make me feel safe. I can't shout when I'm scared, I can't scream when my emotions bottle up, I physically can't talk to anyone because the words hurt to say. I hate that everything is quiet. I love music. I listen to screaming sometimes. But I hate being overwhelmed with the sound of people. People are volatile. People are angry. I'm never angry, not if I'm hidden away. But then I have to leave my safe space, and it's not just the normal bad parts of the world I become afraid of. Sometimes you know you're safe, but people act like they will betray that trust you have for them. Then had for them. But they're everything. You have to have hope they won't do this again, as long as you stay in line. You can't bring this up again. You have to be quiet again. But my thoughts are never quiet. But that's just my problem, then.

As someone who's grown up biting their nails aggressively out of anxiety and is now trying to grow them out I just want to say HOLY FUCK HAVING NAILS IS FUCKING RAD I CAN SCRATCH MY ITCHY ASS LEGS NOW

Saw a thread on Twitter of "gifts to give a person with ADHD and autism" that was full of stereotypical and quite frankly patronizing items, so here's a list of I (autistic individual) want instead as a gift

Money

Fourteen billion dollars

Free coupon to kill somebody with my teeth

Suitcase full of money

Cool looking rock

Scratching post for me to sink my claws into

An albino elephant

The head of Jeff Bezos mounted on my wall

Uncooked rice

A cup full of blood

100k in cash

life changing experience: girl listens to song she hasn't heard in years. it brings back all the emotions she felt back then.

Now that I have a binder I'm now just noticing these little things I did- like, push down on my chest randomly throughout the day (my hand missed and I was surprised I did but then I realised that I did that a lot), slouch aggressively (that might be the autism) and do a T-Rex arm whenever I shifted movement unexpectedly or needed to put the rubbish bag in the big bin to not notice the two baseball's attached to me move- the more you fucking know, oh my god.

reblog if you’re one of them queers 💪💪💪

Reblog if you're asexual and tired

Hello fellow authors! ✍️

Just a quick reminder: WRITE WHAT YOU WANT

Don’t let the opinions of others dim your creativity or dictate your writing. Embrace your ideas, no matter how wild or unconventional they may seem.

Some of the greatest works came from breaking the rules.