hey everyone so i started going to therapy more and i'm realizing i only get into fandoms so i can maladaptive daydream about them and i'm not actually into them i just use them as plot devices
i know i have a lot of asks y’all have sent and i’m very sorry that i’ve been so quiet for so long :)
but im gonna delete everything rn and clear my inbox, start from scratch and hopefully find a will to write again
so send me new asks if u wanna
i started this blog working in a bakery and now im working a full time professional job that ive taken too very seriously. maybe too seriously.
i also start university next week too, and its not that i dont have the time to write i just felt burnt out. and i still do but i need a creative outlet before i drive myself up the wall lmao. but i will try harder this time round
I remember when I was at that age; everything changing, hormones rushing through your body. You know what most people don't associate with puberty? Fucking super powers.
It wasn't a surprise by any means. I'd been raised with the knowledge that eventually I'd get my powers. My parents are both dissimilant, so I was bound to get that gene. If I didn't gain any powers, I probably would've been disappointed; especially considering it's considered the best day of your life when you're like me.
I was maybe 11 years old when I realized I was dissimilant (also, off the record, what the hell is that title? Dissimilant? Like... dissimilar? Way to make me feel normal). I always expected something totally badass. Maybe I would get fire powers and be able to burn things to a crisp. Maybe I'd end up able to control electricity or something actually useful. But you know what I got stuck with? Healing. Of course healing abilities have their own benefits, but I don't wanna end up working in a dissimilant hospital for the rest of my life. I want to be on the frontlines, using my powers the way everyone else does.
The Dissimilant Association of Justice (DAJ) is a group of highly trained professionals who do all the work the government can't capitalize on. This generally is exclusively dissimilant crime, seeing as you can't put someone with beyond human abilities in a normal human made prison. How am I, a healer, supposed to be working as an agent with DAJ? It's dream I had to give up on almost as soon as I started training my abilities.
I hear something buzz. It catches my attention, causing me to look over from my laptop to my bedside table. I've been studying for an exam coming up (for college, not some cool super power school). It's not my phone, so it has to be my DT. A DT is a device you're given by "The Force"; a local dissimilant program that helps youth practice their abilities safely. Don't let the cool name fool you, it's just to distract you from how lame it actually is. The device is meant to let you know current news and information within the community, as well as let us access our progress.
I pick up my DT and look at the screen.
INCOMING MESSAGE
38.987124, -74.811566
What? These are definitely coordinates. I quickly type them into a search engine, my eyes scanning the results. The Wildwood Boardwalk? I have tons of questions. First, why am I being sent coordinates? Second, who's sending me coordinates? And last, when is someone sent coordinates that they shouldn't go to? I live a walk away from the beach, so the urge to check it out is strong... so I'm going to.
I've snuck out millions of times, this is hardly different. Just gotta go through the usual process of sneaking out as if I'm a 16 year old trying to go to a party and not a grown adult trying to... do whatever it is I'm doing. I grab my backpack and a jacket before opening my window, phone and DT in hand, and climbing out of my family's apartment through the fire escape. When I reach the ground, I put the numbers in my phone's GPS and make my way to my bike.
As I ride in the direction I'm told, I can't help but second guess what I'm doing. I'm going to coordinates sent to me by god knows who for crying out loud, this is a sketchy decision and I'll admit to that. Deep down, though, I just had this feeling that I needed to see what was there. I saw that message for a reason and I have to find out why. So I rode down to the boardwalk, stopping at the exact point of the coordinates and hopping off my bike.
There's nothing here. I looked around at the closed booths and rides, the beach only a few yards away. I saw a figure in the distance. It was getting closer, soon getting close enough to be recognizable as a person. My DT started buzzing again. I pulled it out of my pocket and read the words on the screen.
INCOMING MESSAGE
Arrived. Please wait for your teammates to arrive.
Teammates?
The person got closer, now fully visible to me. They pulled something out of their pocket. It illuminated their features with blue light as they looked at it. A DT. They made eye contact with me. "Uh, hello?" They stood about 2 feet in front of me, and I could now see them clearly. "I'm, uh, Alex."
"Alex? Why did you bring me here?" I question. He looks fairly normal to me. His beanie sits on top of his head of slightly messy hair, just a plain T-shirt and sweatpants on.
"I didn't bring you here. I thought you brought me here." He looks down at his DT again. "Do you have one of these?" He holds it up, showing the screen. The same text that was on mine was displayed on his.
I nod. "Yeah... that's a DT. It's what told me to come here here." I pull out my own to show him. "I guess we're teammates... whatever that means."
"I was actually hoping you knew what that means." I shake my head. Silence falls, almost like the two of us are waiting for something. Another voice quickly ends that and grabs our attention.
"Hey!" We both look over, seeing another guy walk up to us. "Who are you?" He seems to keep a distance. He also looks pretty average, blonde hair and green eyes plus a normal wardrobe for a guy his age.
Unsure what to respond with, beanie boy let's out a "Um, Alex?" like he's questioning his name.
"Jordan," I say, plain and simple. "We don't know why we're here. Do you?"
A look of what seems like slight confusion takes over his face. "I'm Clay. I wish I knew." I feel a bit disappointed at the lack of closure.
"Let me guess, your DT got your here?" He nods, looking surprised at my knowledge of what a DT is. "Okay, so we're all dissimilant. That's a start."
"This is epic and all, but I can't shake the feeling that we shouldn't be here," Alex admits.
"Considering the circumstances, who knows if we even have a choice," Clay says.
"He makes a good point," I agree. All of our DTs buzz in sync, causing us to look at the newest message.
INCOMING MESSAGE
3/6 teammates arrived. New location pending.
"What does that mean?" Alex rhetorically questions.
"I guess we're gonna be moving soon." Clay stays silent, probably thinking. "The sooner we have everyone on our 'team' the sooner we get answers."
"I can't tell if I want answers or out of this." We look to Alex as he speaks.
"Something tells me you're not gonna get one without the other," Clay says.
INCOMING MESSAGE
38.977922, -74.823873
The three of us all check the notification, seeing exactly what I expected. I type the coordinates into my phone, the address of a hotel coming up. "It's the Adventurer Oceanfront Inn, a 20 minute walk," I read off of the screen.
"Guys, I think I made a mistake coming out here," Alex says. "This all seems so sketchy."
"We need you to help us find answers. Plus, you came all the way out here, you don't wanna know what's going on?" I push. "There's two more people. Let's go find them."
"I agree," Clay says. "We're already here, we might as well."
I get on my bike, and start my GPS. "I'll lead the way, let's go." Without objection, the guys follow me as I try to ride at a slower speed. "We're gonna be traveling for a bit, we might as well get to know each other." They nod in agreement.
"I'll go first then," Alex starts. "I'm Alex, I'm 20, and I have mind powers, because I'm just so incredible." Clay rolls his eyes before talking.
"I'm Clay, I'm 22, and I have superhuman strength... because I'm even more incredible." I wouldn't have pegged him as the type to have super strength, or the type to be phased by a cocky comment like the other guy's.
"I'm Jordan, I'm 21, and I'm a healer," I introduce myself. "Not so incredible."
"Who says? Healing powers are super useful," Clay reassures me.
"Not when you wanna be an agent." Clay gives me a weird look. "What?"
"Be grateful, you have an actually helpful power. So what if you can't be an agent?" I roll my eyes at his obvious lack of understanding. He has super strength for gods sake.
"Easy for you to say, you could be an agent without even trying." He lets the discussion stop there, looking ahead of us at the empty street.
"I think your powers are cool, Jordan," Alex says, breaking the silence.
"Thanks." The conversation falls flat again, and nobody picks it back up. It's just the atmospheric noises of Wildwood, New Jersey at 2 am. I guess this gives me some time to think about what exactly I'm doing right now.
I'm out of the house in the middle of the night, guiding some random people to a hotel because the coordinates on our 'superhero' devices said so. We could be about to get kidnapped, but also, why would a kidnapper lead us to a location that's open 24/7? I guess we're about to find out.
"So, mind powers? Show us," Clay says to Alex, a 'prove it' tone in his voice. How immature.
"See, uh... I can't really do that." The blonde quirks a brow in question. "It's triggered by my feelings, I can't just do it whenever I want to."
"Lame," He remarks, childishly.
"Shut up, it's not lame!" Alex says in defense.
"It totally is."
"Shut your trap, blondie, you're being a menace," I butt in, stopping a possible quarrel in it's tracks. With that, both of the boys quiet down. I glance down at my GPS, seeing the time estimate says there's only 10 minutes left of our journey. "We have 10 minutes left, I don't want either of you scaring off whoever we meet."
"I'm not scary at all, you should be talking to Mr. Bully over here," Alex jokes.
"I'm talking to both of you," I say, letting out a sigh of annoyance.
After traveling for another 10 minutes, we reach the parking lot of the hotel. We see three guys conversing by the entrance.
INCOMING MESSAGE
Arrived. 6/6 teammates arrived. Approach.
They pull a device out of each of their pockets and look at the screen before their eyes find us. I get off of my bike and walk forward with the other boys. "I'm Jordan. This is Alex and Clay. Who are you?" I say, skipping any other formalities.
They all look fairly normal, although one of them looks like he actually got dressed to come here. One of them speaks up, "I'm... Sapnap. You can call me that." I try to think of why he'd pick that as a nickname before just ignoring it.
"Karl," the dressed one says. He seems nervous.
"I'm George... why are we here?"
I can't help but snicker at how many times I've heard that question tonight. "Who fucking knows."
"What she means is, we're not sure either," Clay says, finally talking to them. Alex seems to be distracted, staring off at a phone booth.
"Guys... I know this may sound weird, but I think we need to go in the phone booth," He says, still staring off. We all look him weirdly. He walks off towards it, me following after him to see what he's on about. He steps inside it, waiting a second, his hands on the walls. Before he can do or say anything, the floor beneath him suddenly disappears. He yells out, drawing the attention of the group.
"Alex!" I scream out. I look at the boys before making a decision. "We have to jump down after him!"
"Are you crazy?" Clay says in attempt to stop me.
I let out a nervous breath. "You know what... I think I am." I jump down after him, hearing my name being called after me but only seeing darkness.
HELLO I SAW YOUR POST ON WHICH DSMP CC YOU SHIP US WITH. I just want to try this out
Hispanic
Taurus
INFP
Abrosexual and Genderfluid (any pronouns)
Small freckles
Considered in the thicker side
FLUFFY REDDISH HAIR
About 5'7
Muscular but can be lazy
Likes animated cartoons (anime, CN, Disney XD, ect.)
I get very shy around people but if we have some sort of similar interest I would warm up to them. I don't really liked to get touched unless asked. My humor is terrible. I also just make random songs out loud. I have addiction on collecting random stuff.
I hope this was enough im really bad at these types of things.
you giving me your mbti type helped wonders bc i’m an absolute whore for personality types
i ship you with ......
quackity
okay hear me out
y’all would have a whole enemies to lovers story deadass. you’d find him super annoying and shit at first and he’d think you’re just some person who doesn’t wanna talk to him (whether it be bc you actually don’t or you’re just shy)
and then over time get to know each other before getting together omfg
i feel like his love language is more words of affirmation than physical touch, so i feel like you guys would work well in that aspect
he’s not the type to be super touchy feely but he will be incredibly verbally affectionate
or he’d be somewhere and see something random that you’d like
like a cool coin or some shit
and bring it to you like “look what i found :) take it”
would make random songs together out loud while he plays guitar or something
alex is a capricorn and i feel like you guys would balance each other out
you guys would trust each other super heavily imo, be the type to tell each other everything
I'd love to try the ship things if you're still up for it :D I'm 4'10 and extremely shy but stubborn. Like I get an idea in my head and I just have to follow through with it. I'm am very shy until you open the pandoras box and then it's free for all. I do a lot of vocal stimms and have a few ticks thanks to my anxiety that some may find annoying. Overall though I'd say I'm a pretty open person and while I do have some patience, I tend to also be very hot headed 😅
i ship you withhhhh
karl
from what i know karl is neurodivergent, and idk if he stims but if he does i feel like you guys would have a LOT of the same stims
he’d probably be the more patient/calm one out of you two
he’d be more relaxed, you’d be the one to come up with an idea for something to do be like “well now we have to”
and he’d just go along with it because he just knows it’ll be a good time no matter what
karl’s also pretty shy, so i feel like 99% of your affection would be behind closed doors
you guys would do the bare minimum amount of pda for people to figure out you’re together and that’s it
karl is allegedly like 5′11 so i feel like he’d v much enjoy the height difference
even though you’re smaller than him though, you’d probably wear the pants in the relationship
Hi my name is Emma. I am bisexual and my pronouns are she her.
I have shoulder ish platinum blonde hair. I’m 5’8 and I’m on the thicker side
I would say my aesthetic is like grunge or like skater..? But like also dark academia
I am a Scorpio sun, Scorpio rising and a Aries moon. My love language is probably fiscal touch but I also don’t like being touched (ironic ain’t it) (if you get that reference I love you)
I am super stubborn. Im also SUPERRR sarcastic, like every thing I say is sarcastic in someway. I have low key anger issues. But like I’m also super chill and like go with the flow. I play a shit load of video games mainly animal crossing and Minecraft. I also ramble a LOT about stuff I really like, Greek mythology (it’s my favorite thing in the Entire world to talk about) or just like random facts, and and many other things. I also make a ton of like super stupid puns like dad jokes.
I am actually from Russia but I am fluent in English because both of my parents are also fluent in English and I have live in America for most of my life. I am fluent in Russian (obviously) Spanish and French. I can play the bass, guitar, ukulele, drums, and piano. I am also trained in like swords...? Idk how to say it lmao but I can do a bunch of cool tricks ik I’m ✨talented✨ (I swear I’m not a narcissist and his is a joke)
I’m so sorry I told you like my whole life story. And sorry if some of it doesn’t make sense I did not proofread this.
Once again sorry this is so long I got carried away
i ship you with !!!!
sapnap
i feel like his golden retriever-esque energy matches your more hotheaded sarcastic personality
god the pisces / scorpio duality w you two omg
would adore that you’re on the thicker side, my hc sapnap likes bigger girls lmao
would find it hot that you know how to use swords
also feel like he’d really like that you do music even if he doesn’t know much about it
feel like his pickup line w you would be like “oh you like greek mythology ? do you like greek food too ?” then you guys would go out to get food or he’d look up a recipe
you guys would match outfits every so often bc i feel like he ever so slightly has a grungey skater vibe
would kiss your cheek/neck while you ramble (not bc he’s not listening, he just really wants to kiss you)
hello!this is for youe ship thingy :)my name is laura,i have blonde hair and one of my eye is blue and the other is hazel,i am 5'5.I am only loud with people that i feel comfortable with and my humor is very bad like a humor of a 6th grader.i am litterly never quiet like i cant stfu.i really enjoy history,i can speak 5 languages and i am also from croatia so i mix english and croatian and it si very confusing for some people,even more when i swear in croatian.i really like reading and watching films and then talking to someone about it:)tysm<3
i ship you with
karl
i feel like karl has this super giggly vibe that would just work around someone who can't stfu (literally like him and quackity)
would be so interested in all the languages you know ?? like genuinely he'd start gradually learning them just from asking you so much about it
i feel like he talks through movies so you'd end up just watching the film before watching it a second time with karl and his commentary
would read a book solely because he knows you like the book and he wants to know what you're saying when you talk about it
feel like y'all's relationship would be sorta private
you don't mention it on social media but most of your friends know
Hi ☺️ can i get a ship?I’m around 5’6” with long wavy brown hair and dark brown eyes. A college student that’s quite reserved at first but very friendly. I’m quite adventurous that i’m up for most. My hobbies are Reading , watching movies , playing around musical instruments (guitar and keyboard) and humming or singing. I’m a filmmaker but i’m more focused on photography at the moment.My love language is Quality Time and I’m not really affectionate and i don’t really like physical touch.This is my first time doing this and i hope i did it right 😅Thank you!! 💞
you did this right !! dw ab it :)
i ship you with
quackity
i feel like y'all's relationship would be a lot like a friendship, just spending way more time together and maybe even knowing more about each other than the average friend does
he'd so support your hobbies as a fellow creative
i hold the strong belief that quackity makes serious music in his free time and i so feel like he'd ask you to help him come up with different chord progressions and melodies and stuff
or even if you're not helping, would ask you to sit in the room with him
lowkey he'd follow you around like a lost puppy LMAO
like you'd get up to go get something and he'd just be all "where are you going"
would ask for help with merch photos and stuff, half because you're good at what you do and half because he just wants to be around you
feel like you guys could sit in the same room not talking to each other because you're both working but still having the time of your life
his naturally super extroverted nature with you being more shy and reserved is *chefs kiss*
Hello! I would like to try the ship thingy! I am 5’4 and have brown hair and hazel (green and brown) eyes. I am a university student who loves playing video games and just having a great time with friends. My favorite hobby is photography and doing cool things in photoshop. I don’t usually need to be doing a lot to have fun, I could literally just lay in bed and be chill lol, and I’m always ready for a new adventure. Thank you! ❤️
hiii i saw a couple if you don't mind !
george
feel like he'd try to ask you questions about school and help you but ultimately get confused and give up
would love playing video games w you, regardless of the game
if it's not a multiplayer game, he'd sit down and play something with you while cuddling or something
george is def on the more chill side, i feel like you'd have to be the adventurous one to push him out of his comfort zone
more into the movie nights / restaurant dates
would binge watch shows and movies with you, just enjoys being around you regardless of what you're doing
he'd be the type to always wanna be around you, sitting behind you and wrapping his arms around you while you work on things
karl
more on the adventurous side
he'd find something to do and you guys would be on that shit
4 am trips to 7/11 to pick up snacks for your last minute road trip
less on the physically affectionate side and more on the verbally affectionate
you'd be studying or something and hed just
"you look so pretty like that"
"like what ?"
"like... when you exist"
would love playing multiplayer games with you more than anything
especially things like minecraft that are more drawn out rather than shooter games
used to be a door to door salesman, wanted to write a fic for it idk
pronouns : none really used ?
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I drove along today's route in the company vehicle with my team in the car as well. We stopped at the last house on the list, everyone looking at me silently. "This one is on you, remember? Layla took the last house yesterday," one of my coworkers reminded me. I groaned and unbuckled my seatbelt. "Plus, if we're out for like 20 more minutes they have to pay us for the hour. Draw it out."
I nod and think about the money. "Okay, I'm going." I grab my clipboard and step out of the car, walking up to the door. I knock and wait.
Finally, a tall brunette man who looks about my age answers the door. His look of happiness kind of slips away, showing me I'm not who he expected to see. "Oh, uh, not interested."
I quickly stop him from closing the door, continuing my job of being annoying. 'I'm gonna get that bonus.' "If we could just talk for a moment, I promise I won't use too much of your time." He reluctantly keeps the door open. "Do you have carpet in your house?"
He rolls his eyes. "Nope, none at all. Guess I'm not your target demographic, huh?" He goes to close the door again.
"Just humor me!" I get in right before the door closes. "I'm trying to get an extra $17 on my paycheck." He chuckles and opens the door back up.
"All this for $17? Doesn't seem very worth it." He definitely wasn't wrong, but that $17 could be a good ass meal sometime next week.
"It's more worth it than you think. I've been working 40 minutes of this hour, I'm gonna get paid for it." The two of us laugh.
"So what are you selling?" He inquired.
"A state of the art vacuum that you can own for $2500! But because you know me, I'm sure I could get that marked down to $1500 if you buy it now." He chuckled, shaking his head.
"What's taking you so long?" A taller blonde came up behind him and looked at me. "You're not Karl."
"Do you need a vacuum?" The brunette jokingly asked his friend.
"Oh, are you selling those Kirby vacuums? They're terribly overpriced, don't buy one, Sapnap." The blonde said.
I chuckled. "But they are patented! It's impossible to get another vacuum that will work as well as these ones."
"Yeah, we're not really in need of a vacuum right now." I could tell he was trying to shoo me off, as most people do, but by now I had been out too long to not get paid for this hour.
"How about I bring out a model and I can show you how well it works? If you truly don't want it then, I'll leave." Much to the blonde's dismay, the brunette (or his friend referred to him, 'Sapnap') invited me in.
After walking to the truck and grabbing the box, I brought it inside and the boys walked me to a living area in the house. I checked my watch. 'Gotta draw this out for 13 more minutes.'
The taller one walked off, leaving me with Sapnap. "You don't actually have to do all that shit, it's fine. I just want you to get your $17." I chuckled as sat down on the spot he was patting.
"Thanks, it's appreciated. I'm Y/n, by the way." He smiled and let out a bit of a laugh.
"I know that, you have a name tag on." He pointed at it and I rolled my eyes.
"It's still nice to properly introduce yourself."
"Okay, fair. I'm Sapnap." We exchanged 'nice to meet you's and get to know each other a bit.
"You know, you should give me your number. For in case I want that vacuum, of course." I chuckled and pulled out one of the cards in my pocket, writing my number on the back.
"Here's the company number, my extension, and my hours... but my personal is on the back if you ever want more than just a vacuum."
"I might end up calling both." We both laughed before he saw me out. I got in the car with all of my stuff, my coworkers looking at me funny.
"What?" I asked.
"You're too happy for it be 8 pm on a Wednesday," one of them responds.
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