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I hope you guys are all doing well :)

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hi

#[ʚ ɞ] — drifting thoughts #god i miss my cutesy tags and theme on this blog #astheroid will always genuinely be my pride and joy #it saw me through so many phases and showed me that i really can develop as a writer #i’m considering coming back just for a moment to finish some of my drafts #but it won’t be permanent #anyways … #i love you guys. #OH YEAH AND MY BIRTHDAY WAS A WHILE AGO #updating my bio haha

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I wonder if anyone misses this account as much as I do 🫣

I’m a lot happier on my new account and create content for me, not just to fill my queue, so the change was a good decision :)

Also I’m currently very into game of thrones rn so hmu if you want to talk about it

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Wow hi I haven’t been on here for a while :0 I hit 666 followers on this blog, which I’m proud of :)

I’m posting genshin and the quarry content on my new blog, so if you want it, send a non-anonymous ask 🤗 I also might repost my haikyuu and tokyorev content on there, so pls don’t report my other account for plagiarism 😭

Love y’all, forever and always

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Hey y’all, my babes, my boos, my favorite people. I’m afraid the time has come. I’m officially archiving this blog. I feel as though I don’t get pleasure from posting my works here anymore. Im sorry to everyone who was waiting for a post that will never come. I will finish up whatever needs to be finished such as collabs, works I’ve never posted, and things similar to those, but after that I’m done. I really appreciate the community I have helped grow and I love each and every one of you, I just really don’t like how I feel on astheroid. You can send a non-anonymous ask for my discord and The Quarry blog, which is currently the only fandom I’m writing for. I will always have a special place in my heart for Haikyuu, the fandom that started me off, and Tokyo Revengers, the fandom that helped me grow. I hope none of you take my disappearance with any sadness if you decide not to follow me onto my new blog. There’s a chance I may come back but at the moment that chance is very slim. Thank you for being my happy place for over a year <3

Back to navi

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Hey y’all, my babes, my boos, my favorite people. I’m afraid the time has come. I’m officially archiving this blog. I feel as though I don’t get pleasure from posting my works here anymore. Im sorry to everyone who was waiting for a post that will never come. I will finish up whatever needs to be finished such as collabs, works I’ve never posted, and things similar to those, but after that I’m done. I really appreciate the community I have helped grow and I love each and every one of you, I just really don’t like how I feel on astheroid. You can send a non-anonymous ask for my discord and The Quarry blog, which is currently the only fandom I’m writing for. I will always have a special place in my heart for Haikyuu, the fandom that started me off, and Tokyo Revengers, the fandom that helped me grow. I hope none of you take my disappearance with any sadness if you decide not to follow me onto my new blog. There’s a chance I may come back but at the moment that chance is very slim. Thank you for being my happy place for over a year <3

Back to navi

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Hey y’all, my babes, my boos, my favorite people. I’m afraid the time has come. I’m officially archiving this blog. I feel as though I don’t get pleasure from posting my works here anymore. Im sorry to everyone who was waiting for a post that will never come. I will finish up whatever needs to be finished such as collabs, works I’ve never posted, and things similar to those, but after that I’m done. I really appreciate the community I have helped grow and I love each and every one of you, I just really don’t like how I feel on astheroid. You can send a non-anonymous ask for my discord and The Quarry blog, which is currently the only fandom I’m writing for. I will always have a special place in my heart for Haikyuu, the fandom that started me off, and Tokyo Revengers, the fandom that helped me grow. I hope none of you take my disappearance with any sadness if you decide not to follow me onto my new blog. There’s a chance I may come back but at the moment that chance is very slim. Thank you for being my happy place for over a year <3

Back to navi

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Hey y’all, my babes, my boos, my favorite people. I’m afraid the time has come. I’m officially archiving this blog. I feel as though I don’t get pleasure from posting my works here anymore. Im sorry to everyone who was waiting for a post that will never come. I will finish up whatever needs to be finished such as collabs, works I’ve never posted, and things similar to those, but after that I’m done. I really appreciate the community I have helped grow and I love each and every one of you, I just really don’t like how I feel on astheroid. You can send a non-anonymous ask for my discord and The Quarry / Genshin blog, which are currently the only fandoms I’m writing for. I will always have a special place in my heart for Haikyuu, the fandom that started me off, and Tokyo Revengers, the fandom that helped me grow. I hope none of you take my disappearance with any sadness if you decide not to follow me onto my new blog. There’s a chance I may come back but at the moment that chance is very slim. Thank you for being my happy place for over a year <3

Back to navi

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I made a new account to post The Quarry fics and I’ve never felt so free. I’m sorry I love y’all on here but I might archive my blog because I take no real pleasure in posting on astheroid anymore.. I don’t know I’ll definitely tell you guys if it becomes official but yeah. If you want you can ask for my Quarry blog through a non-anonymous ask and I’ll give it to you, same with my discord

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I’ve been so obsessed with the quarry lately.. I wanna kiss Dylan so bad

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YOU GUYS i just posted my first written piece in over a month omg

If anyone is even still active on this acc

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KNOWLEDGE

- tooru knows almost everything about you, but what’s to stop him from wanting to learn more? (⚠️ SUGGESTIVE please only read if you’re 16+)

a/n - it’s my tooru phase guys it’s back again hoo boy. Also this is my first time writing in a LONG time so I’m very rusty :( sorry if it’s not as good as my other pieces.

Oikawa knows exactly how your lips curve when you smile. He knows how your hands shake when you’re nervous, the pattern you repeat when you draw circles on his chest and exactly how to calm you down when you’re worked up. If he was studying you in school, he would be valedictorian. He’s a watchful guy, he thinks. He notices everything, the little and the big. Mostly about you, of course. It’s his job as your best friend.

He also knows there’s an ache in his heart whenever you complain about your lackluster love life. He’s aware of the dull, throbbing pain that creeps around his neck and chokes back his deepest feelings. He knows it. He wants to know more. He wants to know the curves and edges of your body, imprinting them into his memory like a mantra. He wants to learn how to love you just right. He needs to hear the whispered pet names you call him in the heat of the moment, his real name slipping from your tongue.

He wants to discover the intricacies of life with you, like how you dance in the kitchen at 3:00 AM. Sometimes he thinks this knowledge could only be found in a dream or in the sharp words from another man. He wishes he could just grasp what you are from your mind itself if he’s never destined to experience it.

What he doesn’t know, and what you fear him ever finding out, is that you feel the same way. You would give the world to feel him smile against your lips after a breathtaking kiss. There are so many things you crave knowing about the brunette chick magnet who only seems to have eyes for you.

There’s a sort of irony in the basis of your understanding. There are gaps that can only be filled with a few simple words rolling off of both of your tongues are left unpaved as you dance around your true feelings. You want it, you need it, you yearn for it. You could have everything you’ve ever wanted if you just spoke up.

But you won’t. You’re too scared of losing the enlightenment you’ve gained already. Too scared of facing the consequences if everything goes wrong- so he’ll step up and tell you. It might come slowly or it might be a spur-of-the-moment blurt. Maybe he’ll take years, or maybe he’ll just sit you down and say it tomorrow. You will give him all the time life has to offer.

And maybe, hopefully, definitely, you will give him the bits and pieces of knowledge that he seeks.

Reblogs are greatly appreciated!!

#✎ lost memories #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #oikawa x reader #oikawa headcanons #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa #oikawa imagine #hq oikawa #oikawa fic #oikawa tooru #oikawa tōru #oikawa toru x reader #oikawa x gn reader #oikawa x y/n #oikawa x you #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #oikawa drabble

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URL CHANGE

sakusins -> hanmas

reblogs appreciated !!

#omg I love this url #ur hanma’s fr fr #and he is tee’s #<3 #[✦] — asther's orbit

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Ik I haven’t been active but I’m working on a new fic!!! And I’m actually working like I have a job lol so my upload schedule is gonna be patchy at best nonexistent at worst

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dear @astheroid . . .

BEST FRIEND KOGANE HAS FALLEN IN LOVE W U !

#KOGANE #[✦] — asther's orbit

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tetsurou likes someone.

that’s what you’ve deduced from—accidentally, you swear—overhearing kenma on the phone with him. kenma’s fatal flaw is talking on speaker, no matter what, and normally it holds no weight because he refuses to spend more than five minutes on a phone conversation with anyone. and it would this time, too, had it been anyone but kuroo on the other end.

you’re not entirely sure when spending the night at kenma’s flat became a regular friday event, but its somehow turned into routine. you’d pick up take out after work, stop by your place to pick up a bag, then head over to his to watch him stream or take advantage of his netflix subscription. it was normal, nice.

and sometimes your best friend—the ever charming and buddingly successful tetsurou—would call to complain about how left out he felt and how it wasn’t fair you’d choose to stay over there on the one night he’s always required to stay late in the office.

except normally he calls you—not kenma.

so maybe that’s why you paused before entering his room after you got out of the shower. you’re a little nosy, so what? you thought if anything you could get a snicker out of it if you heard him whining about something. except what you heard was,

“tell them about it then, don’t go spewing your guts to me. gross.” kenma clicked his tongue in disgust, something he usually did just because he knew it ground tetsurou’s gears.

“are you crazy? i can’t tell them, they’d just—“

“either tell them you’re in love with them or get over it.” kenma’d sighed. “i start stream in five. i gotta set up.”

beeps signal that kenma’s hung up, and you don’t even realize you’re still frozen in place until he’s walking out of his room and making you jump.

“jeez, chill.” he quirks a brow at you, slouching further in his oversized hoodie. “i was coming to see if you were outta the shower yet because i need to pee before i get started. you gonna watch?”

it takes about two full seconds for you to snap out of it and shake your head no, giving kenma a small smile as you step out of his way.

“no, not tonight.”

a disinterested “‘kay” is all you get before he slides past you on socked feet and shimmies into the bathroom.

either tell them you’re in love with them or get over it.

tetsurou likes someone.

or is in love, according to kenma. but that’s just downright absurd, isn’t it? i mean, he’s your best friend; if he liked someone he’d tell you, right? he would tell you everything, wouldn’t he? he’d never keep something like that a secret. especially if he was… fuck, he’s in love?

it’s a weird feeling, the sinking of your stomach. you should be elated, ready to grab your phone and tease the shit out of him or something.

but instead your feet feel heavy and your chest feels tight as you make your way out of the hallway and into the living room. slumping down on the couch, you blink up at the ceiling slowly, mulling it over once more.

tetsurou likes someone. okay. but who?

you try to think back over the past few weeks; hell, the past few months—digging through your memories of conversations just to see if you missed anything.

could it be the new girl he brought up a while back? the one he told you he had to help work the coffee machine in the break room? or what about the guy he raved about getting to sign onto a new volleyball campaign? he said he adored his playing style. or maybe the person he told you about last week that works at his favorite café? he grinned really wide when he showed you how they wrote his name on his cup.

its making your mind all fuzzy, and you want nothing more than to grab a pillow and scream into it.

and that—that makes you want to scream even louder because why do you feel like this?

kuroo tetsurou has been a part of your life since you were thirteen, being introduced to him through your best friend kenma when you asked who always took up so much of his free time. and since you’ve known him, kuroo tetsurou has been nothing short of insufferable and every bit of a pest—which you say affectionately, of course. but that affection (however precious it is) has always been watered down. the version where you link arms with friends on the way home from school or pull a blanket over them when you fall asleep on each other’s couch. its been base level, innocent. forever hanging under the line of platonic.

but your heart is suddenly aching and you wonder if that affection hasn’t actually felt like that in a while.

because now that you think about it, as you drive yourself crazy wondering who the hell your best friend could possibly be in love with, you come to the realization that there’s a difference between your relationship with kenma and tetsurou.

you love them both, dearly, but you love tetsurou.. heavier.

you’d buy their favorite snacks before school but you’d buy two for tetsurou and sneak one into his backpack for later. you’d go to the movies with both of them but end up with your head on tetsurou’s shoulder halfway through. you’d give them teasing hugs and kisses on the cheek just to see them wipe it off but hold onto tetsurou for just a bit longer. you’d listen to them both always, but catch yourself paying more attention to tetsurou’s mouth than his words every time.

you’d unknowingly set yourself up to love your best friend and that means you’re stupid. stupid and tiptoeing on the line of heartbroken.

tetsurou likes someone, and you like tetsurou. and as you sit boneless on kenma’s couch, you almost can’t help but laugh about how much you wish that someone could be you.

rushed knocks on the front door make you jolt up in your seat. the breaking news you received has really made you jumpy tonight, apparently. you eye the door, then glance down the hallway, but you know kenma won’t answer it when he’s mid-stream. (he hardly answers it when he’s not). so, that leaves you.

“if you were ordering more food you coulda told me!” you call through the apartment, loud enough for kenma to hear but probably not enough to disturb his stream as you drag yourself off the couch.

there’s no answer from him, and the knocks sound again, louder on the door and more insistent, and this really is not the time for you to have to deal with some pushy delivery guy.

“god i’m coming just quit—oh.”

on the other side of the threshold isn’t someone in a fast food uniform holding a bag of lukewarm takeout. no, its none other than kuroo tetsurou, breathing heavy with his hand on the doorframe as he looks at you.

“hi,” he breathes, smiles with one side of his lips quirking up higher than the other in his signature grin. your stomach twists.

“hi,” you mimic back, knuckles clenching around the knob.

his hair’s a mess, the gel he no doubt applied this morning having fell from its perfect placement. his tie is crooked and he’s missing his suit coat. red cheeks and wrinkly shirt isn’t a fully new look for him, but it isn’t common place like this.

“what’re you doing? isn’t this your late night? and aren’t you cold? your jacket—“

“shit i—“ he looks over his shoulder and shakes his head as he turns back to you. “i left it in the taxi.”

“you hate taxis,” you state, because that’s a fact you’ve known since you were fifteen and you can’t help it. “you think they’re unsafe.”

“i know. i do. but i just..” he pauses, for a moment, looks at you like you’ve just said the most profound thing he’s ever heard. “i had to get here. god, my boss is gonna kill me but this couldn’t wait.”

looking at him is tearing you to shreds, like you’re being pulled in two different directions. your heart is fluttering but your stomach is tying itself into knots.

tetsurou likes someone.

“what couldn’t? did you leave something here you need for work?” you turn away from him to look back into the apartment to see if you can spot what he must’ve rushed here for.

“no that’s not it—“

he’s in love with someone.

“did you need something from kenma? he’s streaming right now, so..” you’re trying to distract yourself from the ache of your chest, staring down at your slippers so you don’t have to meet his eyes.

“no, i just—“

“is it paperwork? i think i saw some on the—“

and that someone is,

“goddamnit, i’m in love with you!”

this must be what going into shock feels like, you think, as the breath leaves your lungs and your heart skips a solid three beats. your eyes must be hilariously wide, you probably look like some fish out of water with the way your mouth is gaping open. you couldn’t have heard that right.. right?

“what?”

“i’m,” he takes a breath, stands up a little straighter as he scratches at his cheek—a nervous tell he’s had since middle school. “i love you. not in the way i always tell you, it’s—it’s different. i think about you all the time and i drive myself crazy and you make me just.. god, i don’t know. this isn’t how i wanted this to go.”

“how’d you want it to go?” you ask, because your throat feels dry and none of this feels quite real at the moment.

“i don’t know, something cheesier to make you laugh? spelt it out in volleyballs?” and the way he says it, the crinkle in his brow, nearly makes you blow out a chuckle at just the implication. “definitely not like this though.”

he gestures down himself and you can’t help but let your eyes follow, and, before you can stop it, a laugh bubbles out of you.

this is definitely a turn of events from the spiraling you were doing five minutes ago, and the absurdity of it is just too much to keep inside. you look at kuroo, in his disheveled, sweaty, drawn brow glory and you just..

you grab kuroo by the crooked tie and pull him in to kiss him, because this isn’t how either of you expected this to go but you can’t complain about it one bit.

it takes him less than a second to kiss you back, and he’s even quicker on pushing you into kenma’s apartment and up against the wall by the door. and maybe its a bit unorthodox, and it definitely falls into that level of cheesy he was talking about earlier when you giggle into each other’s mouths.

and as you pull away, slowly releasing the death grip you have on kuroo’s tie, the both of you jump at the sound of kenma saying, “gross. finally, but gross.”

you and kuroo watch him pull his headphone back over his ear and retreat down the hall where video game sound effects resume a few seconds later. then, you turn back to the man who’s been in your life since you were thirteen and you can’t help but laugh again as he leans in for the second time.

tetsurou likes—no, loves someone.

and you’re so glad that someone is you.

#you’re kidding me ru I’m frothing at the mouth #absolutely astounded by how well you write #tetsu my baby my boo #he’s so perfect #even in his messy moments #but you??? ru??? the woahsamu??? #i love you even more #mwah #[✦] — asther's orbit

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Links should be back up, pls tell me if any of them aren’t working

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