#onism

I really wanted to do something for YIIK day so I drew ONISM MAN! It's pretty quick and sloppy, but I've been wanting to draw him for a while - and it was either crust quality, or it was never happening.

It’s the quiet ache of wanting to be everywhere at once, to sip the morning dew in distant forests, to walk streets you’ll never tread, to hear stories your ears may never catch.

Trapped in one life, one body, one fleeting moment

and yet, your soul stretches across the endless world.

That longing, that whisper… that’s Onism.

“What did you think of him?” Nedzu asks as they watch Powerloader faint on the video. 

“He‘s just like the records indicate,” the man himself answers, “Clearly intelligent, but strange. Although you could say that about most of my own students.”

Nedzu hums as he stares at the slighty faded photograph of the Doctor standing at his own built microscope with Izuku Midoriya staring through it.

“I would love to play a chess match with him.”

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cover art for onism by obscura hail

If you are still accepting asks for your Fake Fic Title Game (CONGRATS ON 100 WORKS!!), can I please request a fic based on this word:

Onism (n.)

Origin: Danish

Definition: The awareness of how little of the world you’ll experience; The frustration of being stuck in just one body that inhabits only one place at a time

Thank you!! :))

... Hi Maya!! Thank you!!! I'll try to do it justice!

ONISM

John Watson is tired of being labelled.

Stuck in a box.

Stuck in a corner.

Left to collect dust. Living the life that everyone else expects of him.

Soldier. Doctor. Brother. Friend. That last one stings ... it's too recent.

With each label, he feels further tied down to the rules and expectations of the world all around him. It is ... what people do? Isn't it ... ?

But when John discovers that he's addicted to the adrenaline rush and risk of danger ... he becomes a vigilante. Racing through alleyways and chasing down criminals late into the night. Maintaining his boring facade during the day ...

But the fear is always there ... What if someone finds out?

Meanwhile Sherlock is a genius with a terrifying and tedious secret. He will never die.

The problem is. People are boring. Predictable. Empty husks, wearing human faces ... who fear death and immortality alike ...

Until he meets John.

Cornered. Outnumbered. Still fighting. Still hoping despite the fact, that he is about to die!

Sherlock doesn't need a second to decide. He gives John a glimpse at every possible life he could choose ... could have chosen ... in that moment ... freeing him from his suffocating existence ...

And waits breathlessly to see ... if John will take his hand?

And join him in this one ... instead.

| Time travel | Alternate Realities | Alternate Meeting AU |