Nick and Karl weren't an unlikely friendship. They were around the same age, lived in the same city, and were both growing in the gaming content creation industry. They were destined to meet eventually, fate might deem it inevitable. But when they discover they share much more in common than any outsider would notice, they form something closer than either of them expected, yet neither of them are complaining. Yet, will their extreme similarities bring complications?
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You will learn quickly both (Sapnap) Nick and (Karl Jacobs) Karl are Devoyants. A Devoyant is a very rare human in this world that can manipulate one element, concept, or item of some sort. (Honestly Devoyants are just reality manipulators but I didn't wanna name this "Manipulators").
This fic contains many content creators as side characters, the only ships are Karlnap and DNF though. (As of right now they are okay with being shipped.) I plan for this to be a VERY slow burn. Enjoy!!! <3
CONTENT WARNING: SMUT (18+), cursing, DEPRESSION (No suicide or sexual assault though, I am mojorly avoiding those contents for personal reasons). I don't think drugs or alcohol will be in this but we shall see. Maybe.
(Started March 2022, I'm planning 50+ chapters ahead of time. Prepare.)
Order is everything. Her habits aren't quirks, they're survival techniques. And only three people in the world have permission to touch her: Mom, Dad, Fernando.
Then Lando Norris happens.
One moment. One line crossed. No going back.
WARNINGS - Autistic!OFC, Zak's daughter OFC, forbidden romance vibes, very very slowburn romance, ableism on page, strong language, autistic meltdowns on page, eventual sexual content.
Crossposted on Tumblr @pitlanepeach