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oncerpotter2018 · 11 months
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I love Sanji’s character development so much 😭❤️‍🩹
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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In Your Touch
Oikawa would never have guessed what kind of thing he was being held against. What kind of found object had held his hand behind his back, what object kept his mouth shut. Only if he knew he wouldn’t have screamed so loud. But that’s not how this story works. Of course he found out eventually, he found out the worst way possible. The “thing” that kept him from moving to the “thing” that wrapped around his mouth to keep him from speaking or shouting was closer to home then he had thought of.
Dry blood lingered in the air, while the fresher blood pooled on the floor, making Oikawa sticky and sick until he wanted to vomit. He tried moving but the “thing” that kept him restricted in his movements rubbed against his skin. It felt familiar though, it felt odd too as if he was rubbing skin on skin. “It’s no use, there’s no escaping my king. I’ve got you all to myself now. I’ll treat you right” the youth said, his hand touching Oikawa’s cheeks, running his thumb back and forth on the soft surface.
Oikawa flinched away, not wanting to be touched for only Iwa-chan could do that. Iwa-chan. Before all this it was just him and Iwaizumi. They saw sunsets and woke up early to see sunrises together. They practiced volleyball and did all the couple stuff that normal couples do. But not today or the day before that or the couple of weeks even before then. Iwaizumi disappeared, not even his team mates knew where he was, not even a goodbye. “You look so pretty like this Oikawa-san” the youth said, still taunting his upperclassman. “Don’t worry I’ve got a surprise for you” he said, squeezing Oikawa’s cheeks and placing a small kiss upon the reddish flesh. Oikawa flinched at the touch. The “thing” around his wrist still hurt and blistered against his own skin. Whatever this was, it wasn't pretty.
The next morning came and all Oikawa could see was the shadows moving in the darkness. Shadows that could only be inside his head but the closer the shadows got the more real they became and soon enough they were. Two people entered, rather the other was dragged along, their feet scraping across the floor, shaking the ground as the youth walked across with the other with him. Oikawa stood still, breathing heavily. He watches as the body plops on the ground hard, causing Oikawa to jolt in his place.
“I hope you like my present Oikawa-san, I worked so hard on it” the youth said, his voice pitching terribly dark. Oikawa wasn’t expecting much, maybe just an oversized doll in the likeness of his image, how the messed up youth would kiss all over it and make love to it until it became an endless obsession. But it wasn’t that. It wasn’t him at all as the lights came on, blinding Oikawa. He blinks a few times, adjusting his eyes to the intensity of the overhanging lights. “Surprise” the youth said, enthusiasm claiming his lips and out it came like a child at the funfair. What Oikawa saw was worse than he thought, beyond all those horror movies he had seen, and he saw many, nothing could compare to this. His eyes began to leak, his mind overwhelmed with what to do and his head began shaking. He screamed and shouted but nothing came out. Nothing could have prepared him for this. “Do you like it?” Asked the youth, seemingly pleased with his work.
The youth believes Oikawa was impressed but Oikawa wasn't impressed because in front of him was Iwaizumi, or what was left of him. Bits of skin peeled apart, the red undertones of flesh and the whites of bones were in full display with high definition details. All the blood had been drained leaving just the body and what’s underneath it. Tears were hot in his face, streaming down without an end. Oikawa finally felt the “things” holding him down loosen, their tightness no longer suffocating his wrist and mouth. “There’s no use, I made sure he was well taken care of” the youth claimed, as he held the “things” that held Oikawa, that stopped him from speaking.
Oikawa cradled what was left of his Iwaizumi. His Iwa-chan. He carefully stroked the exposed skin, feeling goosebumps trickle up his body, the tears once more flooding his eyes. But it wasn’t the exposed horror that terrified Oikawa the most, no. It was much more than that. It was what the youth was holding. What the “things” were. It was skin. Iwaizumi’s skin. Oikawa held Iwaizumi tighter, screaming now, his mouth making little noise as it’s being drowned out by the youths' sadistic laughter. That laughter was all Oikawa could hear. It was all he could hear as he realised what was keeping him still, what was keeping him silent. It had been Iwaizumi’s skin. A lover torn apart, metaphorically and quite literally. Just thinking about it made the vomit rise and fall and all the contents pooled to the floor next to him. As Oikawa nuzzled his face to Iwaizumi’s chest, feeling the soft skin under him, it finally clicked in Oikawa’s mind. How the feeling, the familiar touch, the contact of someone familiar had been what bindded him to this bloody torture. “You were with me Iwa-chan” whispered Oikawa, kissing his cheek as he lost all consciousness.
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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I finally drew the finished line work for my WangXian fanart... Now its time to actually finish it 😂😍..
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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I've been writing fanfiction since 2016 and I still continue to write fanfiction to this day. I several unfinished works still need to be finsihed but for some reason writing fanfiction is so satisfying. Having the ability to not have to stress over creating original characters sometimes becomes less of a hassle as I can focus on more on the story and writing the 'what ifs' as well as placing my favourite characters in situations that require hurt and comfort. I mostly write a lot of BL fanfics based on my favourite ships of various books, films and TV shows. Whether it would be a Cherik fanfic or a WangXian fanfic. I have fun writing these kinds of stories.
I write a lot of angst, especially a lot of whump based fanfics. I discovered that I can just vent out my own feelings and pain through these characters. Being a fanfic author is more then just taking a characters of well loved stories, whether film, book, TV show or others, I find myself really moved by other fanfic authors out there.
Thank you for making me feel valued for writing fanfiction.
Side Note To Fan Fic Authors
Here’s the thing.
I read a lot of scripts.  A lot.  From professionals to aspiring writers to complete newbies.  Features and pilots.  Specs and treatments.
And 8 times out of 10 the fan fic that I’ve read over the last, oh, 15 years is leagues better than this stuff.  It’s more inspired.  It’s more compelling.  It’s genre bending and creative and heartfelt.  It’s well-paced and intense and funny and sexy and meaningful.  It’s smart and thoughtful and good.  It’s novel-quality.  Better than, sometimes.
Rare is the script I don’t want to put down, but how often have we stayed up until 3am to get to the last chapter of a 100k fic? And it’s not even a fan fic author’s day job.  This is what they do on the side.  In their spare time.  For free.
So my point is, fan fic authors, you’re good.  You’re good writers and great storytellers.  I know it doesn’t always feel like it, especially if you’re one of the authors who’s not a BNF and doesn’t get the notes/hits that a few do.  And  because some people still view fic as “not real writing.” You guys know the shit that gets made into movies.  You’re better than that.  So be better than that.  If writing is what you think want to do, then just know you’re already doing it.   You’ve already started.
And you’re more talented than you might think.
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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This one post that had gotten me back on the Cherik train after such a long break... 😍
can we finally have the conversation about how erik’s gay montage in apocalypse of charles from first class, telling him that they need him and that he’s necessary is not really what happened? I mean, they did have a conversation in which charles convinced erik to stay & help but erik’s memory added something to what charles was saying.
this is the original scene from x-men: first class and then there’s the scene from erik’s memory in x-men: apocalypse
in first class:
“its not just me you’re walking away from. here you have the chance to be part of something much bigger than yourself. I won’t stop you leaving. I could, but I won’t.”
in apocalypse:
“it’s not just me you’re walking away from. here you have the chance to be part of something much bigger than yourself- and it needs you erik.”
I just think it’s beautiful that this is how erik remembered what charles said… I don’t think it was an editing mistake, I truly believe it was on purpose that they used a different scene.
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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"What kind of personal stuff could make you this malevolent?" - Wei Wuxian
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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When all he wanted was the world to love him... 😭💔
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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THIS MAN SHOULDN'T EXIST BUT HE DOES! HOW!!!??? Gosh I love him... 😍😍❤️
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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When this quote broke me... 😭😭💔...
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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Jiang Cheng being a mood 😂
This sums up Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian's sibling relationship in one line 😂😂😂
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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Making as sad WangXian edit because this quote mad me sad and angry at the same time because I know at some point that wasn't true..😭
"The world despised him... Even Hanguang-jun couldn't stand the sight of him"
- chapter 3 / Mo Dao Zu Shi
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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Finally did my Lan Wangji fanart... 😍😍
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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What I love about The Untamed series is how, despite the censorship, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji's love for each other is there. Just because there wasn't any physical interaction like other BL dramas out there, doesn't make this series any less romantic...
It's about sacrifices, commitment, protection, comfort. It's about loving some own despite their flaws, about loving someone despite what they did.
I'll talk more about this later once I finsihed all my assignments and watched the whole thing..
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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I couldn't sleep so here I a sad Wei Wuxian edit with my poetry on it because I wanted to... 😭😭💔💔..
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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I needed the motivation to do my assignments so I edited this for my love for WangXian because I need to add them to my growing list of OTPs.. 😂
Censorship? What Censorship... 😂
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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Just a sad edit of Wei Wuxian because he deserved better and I love him and so does Lan Zhan and the fact that I finsihed one essay 😭😍..
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oncerpotter2018 · 2 years
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I decided to draw Wei Wuxian from The Untamed. I have been wanting to give myself a challenge by drawing in a semi-realistic style and I think I found my new art style.. I still have a lot of work too do but this is practice and I am not aiming to be a professional artist but this was fun to make. I was afraid of doing a semi-realistic style. I haven't down realism in such a long time... But I a very proud of doing drawing..
I might do all the characters of The Untamed 😂..
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