Astarion here, and I'm a newly-emerged fictive from the Lotus System. I'll be sharing my art and writing here, as I figure out life as a whole. Messages aare always incredibly welcome ❤️
I've seen this before, but it's been years and it just came across my Twitter in its dying days. The words are from a favorite author of mine, Maggie Stiefvater, and they are the words I most need to hear when it comes to dealing with chronic pain and illness. I didn't need this the first time I saw it, six years ago. I need it now. Maybe you do, too.
I just showed my 11-year-old son how many coffee shop AUs there are on AO3.
Why?
He sat down the other day to write a Minecraft story about three kids who go through a portal in their back yard and end up in the world of Minecraft where they have to battle all the big bosses (I didn’t even realize there WERE big bosses in Minecraft but that’s beside the point). He wrote three chapters with a little input from me – his first beta – and y'all?
He was fucking excited. To be writing a story.
Today he came home from school and seemed a little down, so I asked him about it only to find out that some little asshole at his school told him, “There is already a Minecraft story.”
Me: Okay? So what?
Lucifer: If there’s already a story, no one will read mine.
Immediately, I dragged him in and pulled up my AO3 account. My boys know I write fanfiction, so I showed him my account and how many subscribers I have. Then I showed him how many Teen Wolf stories there are. And then, because it seemed like the perfect analogy, I said, “What if I wrote a story where two characters meet in a coffee shop and fall in love? No werewolves, nothing at all to do with the actual Teen Wolf universe. Just Stiles and Derek meet in a coffeeshop and fall in love.”
He laughed.
I showed him Mornings Aren’t For Everyone. Showed him how many hits it had, how many kudos, how many lovely comments.
Then I said, “So do you think, if anyone else wrote a story about those exact same characters meeting in a coffee shop and falling in love… would anyone read it?”
He laughed and said, “No because you already did.”
So I clicked on the Sterek tag and refined to coffee shop AU. His mind was blown to see that they ALL had thousands of hits and kudos and comments. Then I clicked on JUST the coffee shop AU tag and showed him all the fics across all the fandoms written by countless different people.
I’m going to tell you all now what I told him because it applies to everyone.
Write your story. It doesn’t matter that someone else has written a story about that subject. They didn’t write YOUR story. Only you can do that.
Due to a lack of emotional permanence, often when things feel bad, they feel really bad. They’re all I can feel and I can’t recall what it was like for things to be good. All that exists is the bad and it feels dark and overwhelming.
It can help me to remind myself that it will pass. Not in a way that invalidates my emotions, because those are valid and allowed. But to remind myself that I’ve felt the darkness before and that it always passes can give me comfort. It doesn’t make the bad stop feeling bad but it can help with the feelings of hopelessness for me.
So, here’s your reminder. You’ve made it through dark periods before and you can make it through this one, too.
I am so glad I was taught about plurality by endogenic systems. I mean I knew from others, but they taught me the principals of being a system. They taught me system pride and joy. To be plural, disordered, or traumagenic doesn’t mean you have to be in pain all the time. It doesn’t mean you have to suffer all the time. Like yeah, sometimes it sucks. Sometimes shit is terrible. But it doesn’t always need to be.
i feel like everyone has at least one of these so: in the tags tell me what media someone else needs to experience to truly understand the person you are today. mine is undertale and the owl house