eeee but ok what about a make out sesh with sugu that ends with him begging to finger you >.<
౨ৎ ⋆ please?! ꨄ geto suguru
sypnosis: inexperienced college students you ‘nd suguru with a mischievous pact
content warnings 𝜚 𓈒 vinerable virgin reader, no p in v, soft, messy, fingering, making out, praiseee, he cums from rubbin himself, light oral (f rec.), pet names : baby, honey doll !! !
an ♡ . . this ask omg anon u are genius . dis is absolutely so cute and ugggghhhhhh m melting <3 literally love u . i love dis ask a lot so this is a bit longer than my usual drabbles , so im makin it a fic :D enjoyyyyyy loviessss
it’s hot , sloppy , messy.
bodies pressed against each others as your guy’s lips clash feverently against each others , sloppy noises elicited from you two’s ‘practice.’
it was never supposed to go so far. it started from something so innocent yet so dirty , the two of you prompting to practice making out with eachother; every friday and saturday night in the comfort of his private dorm.
nights usually started off awkward, with you at the front of his doorstep nervously knocking at his door. he was intimidating, tall, and so handsome; everything you’d consider perfect. it made you want to shrivel and hide.
your first couple sessions consisted of awkward touches, usually his fingers hovering above your warm skin with a light shiver , staring into you for any affirmation to touch you.
“is it okay? ‘m not gonna do anythin’ weird.”
making out with him was sloppy and messy, rhythmless and random. neither of you would stop the other unless one had run out of breath , but that was the fun of it; you suppose.
“d-do you wanna keep goin’?” he pants, face awfully close to yours, not sparing another breath when you mindlessly nod. in a blink, his swollen lips are clad against yours once again.
this time , it had been no different. it had been 3 weeks after your set arrangements , and nothing had seemingly been different.
right ?
so why did it feel so much more intimate ? you try to speculate , but the man’s mouth occupies all of you. geto makes you feel so fuzzy, your body, your mind, incapable of a single coherent thought in the heat of the moment.
he wastes no time pressing your body into the soft of the mattress with his own, hand pursed into the soft pillow with intertwined fingers.
you gasp into his mouth , waiting for the moment he allows you time for a quick breather, but it never comes. instead he refuses to detach himself from you as you grow lightheaded.
“s-suguru hah— ,what’s wrong with you?”
“baby , i need y’so bad. i cant . . ”
your brow arches in confusion , but all becoming much clearer when you feel his frigid fingers dance on the band of your skimpy shorts.
“w-wait—“
”y’gonna let me touch you here?” he teases, his thumb pressing up on your clit through your shorts, right above the wet patch of your sticky cum.
“eeek — hold on, sugu !”
“please ? let me finger you baby . w’na make you feel good s’bad.”
you whimper at his offer, overwhelmed by the suddenness of his question. it had never gone this far, you had never expected it to. to say that you hoped it would happen was an understatement; you dreamt of this. truly.
his soft hands run over your soft skin, chubby lips pressing breathy kisses all over your face and neck, and overly desperate bulge lazily humping into the fat of your panty-clad pussy. it’s all too much.
“let me feel you , honey, c’mon.” he rushes, smirking into your skin with a soft kiss to your collarbone.
“o-okay, suguru !” you blurt .
he’s sighs in relief, hands wasting no time to tug off your shorts along side your panties. your sweet cunt radiates a soft heat he’s able to feel against the palm of his hand, chuckling as he watches your cunt pulse around nothing.
he’s obsessed, and he thinks it may be love . he finds himself unable to pull his eyes away from the gorgeous sight, pupils in the shape of hearts as he watches your puffy hole uncontrollably drool with pearlescent slick.
“s-stop starin’ sugu—“ you mumble, quickly bringing a hand down to cover yourself from his roaming eyes. you’re quickly stopped by his hand, never holding a chance in the first place.
“you’ve never done this before ?”
“obviously not! “ your eyes are shut tight, tears pricking at the corners and damping your lashes. you’re obviously embarrassed, and he wouldn’t have you any other way. this is perfect.
he says nothing but chuckles, flinching when you unexpectedly feel his lips against yours, one that slowly converts into something much more sensual.
you feel the pad of his thumb slide against your sticky cunt, merely pressing the tip inside to tease you. he swallows up your yelp, feeling him smile against your lips.
his pushes in half a digit, followed with short but rhythmic pumps. your cunt squelches and squeezes around him, allowing sweet honeyed moans to fall upon your lips.
“y’feel so good, feels so good doll. can’t believe y-you’ve been hidin’ this from me.” he groans.
“you’re so evil baby .”
“ff-feels s’good too, hnn—“
he curls his finger, purposely nudging against your spongy walls. you squeak, pressing against his wrists to rid his movements on your sensitive pussy.
“n-not there !”
“be still baby. let me have this, ‘s my first time too, okay?”
“w-wait—“
he kisses you again, silencing your whines. he gains speed in his movements , his free hand coming down to relief some tension for his own cock, which had been painfully strained against his boxers.
he’s sure you see him do the filthy act when your face flushes , eyes unable to meet his own as you can’t help but stare, trying your best to look away.
“y’r still so shy when my finger’s inside this pussy?”
“d-don’t say that !”
you whine. your back arches when he slips another finger in besides his first , the girth and length of both digits filling you like no other could. you’d imagine what his cock would feel like in comparison to this, but you can’t.
“d-dizzy, suguru— ‘m gonna cum, i— can’t !”
“cum doll, please, cum f’me, need it so bad..” he whines, feverently jerking at his cock as his eyes zero in on your lewd expression.
he pants with relief when he feels your cunt convulse around his slim digits, a sticky, creamy substance that coats his fingers. he pulls himself away from the mess, smearing a bit on the soft of your thigh before pressing a unmatched kiss onto your lips.
your mess coats the fat folds of your cunt, sweet pearly clit puffy and swollen, just oh, so desperate to be loved. he can tell. he leans down in between your legs before you take notice, pressing a harsh kiss against your slippery bud. one hard enough that you had been unable to push his head away with all your might, forced to lay still below him as he gently suckles on your clit and sneakily licks at your creamy mess.
he raises his head all proud with a snarky grin, only to be met with a slap to the forehead.
he sighs, squirming uncomfortably at the noted mess in his boxers. not a word is exchanged between the two of you, only light pants that reverberate around the small dorm room.
“w-wanna go further ?”
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msby!atsumu x reader || w/c: 2.5k
ft. osamu miya, and also those other two idiots.
a/n: thank you for the enthusiasm on this silly little series, im kissing all of you on the forehead. c/w for inconsistent use of the miya accent omg
[<-chapter 1][chapter 3->] || [start from intro][masterlist]
You sneakily glance over the top of your phone.
Beside you on the platform, Osamu is in the middle of muffling a yawn. The glowing red numbers on the station clock behind him blink a minute closer to ten.
The one on the right, you think, after a few seconds of observation, That’s Atsumu.
Satisfied, you keep scrolling.
And then you see it again. The thing that started all this.
You think of it as The Picture.
(With the capitals, because even after you told yourself you wouldn’t look it up anymore, it keeps crossing your path, algorithmically intertwined as it is with Atsumu’s.)
It shouldn’t even have been incriminating— it’s just Atsumu (with his hood pulled over his head, that’s why any of this was working) walking you across the parking lot, both of you photographed mid-step under one of the pole lights— but there’s just something in your eyes, something in the way you’re looking at him while you’re laughing at something he said.
Really, it’s a good picture.
Good, because you know what that something it managed to capture is.
It’s the fact that you really are a little in love with him.
That’s why your heart had broken— again, just a little, honest— when Atsumu had seen it too, and just laughed.
‘Now that’s convincing, ain’t it? Don’t ya worry, I’ll make sure no one believes it.’
You hastily lock your phone, trying to get Atsumu’s face out of your mind before the lump in your throat has a chance to establish itself. Unfortunately, you’re not really in a situation where you can escape being reminded of him.
“Osamu,” you say, feeling more than a little bad about your true motivations when he’s been nice enough to wait with you, “you should go home. It’s late.”
He looks at you sideways, with a grin. “Oh, did ya want to get started on the breakup rumours? It'd be a great picture, I'll give ya that. Get them a shot of ya sittin’ all lonesome on the bench over there.”
You swat him on the arm. “You’re having too much fun with this! Don’t you have to get up early to open the restaurant?”
“Nah, tomorrow's my day off too. I'm sleepin’ in.” Osamu pats you on the head like a child. “Don’t ya worry.”
It’s starting to annoy you how even now— when they’re not as easy to mix up— they still manage to be so damn similar. Enough for this ruse to work, and enough for people to occasionally pause and frown as they notice Osamu's face, trying to place where they've seen him before.
They think he doesn't notice.
(Like right now, there’s a man on the other platform who’s been staring for the past five minutes. Osamu’s already suggested— and you’ve rejected— that he pretend to kiss you, just to give the man some more material to work with. )
Once, you asked Osamu if he minded all that attention. He’d thought for a moment, and then with a shrug said, at least he’s not on the news for bein’ a serial killer. Imagine what they’d be sayin’ about me then.
And people certainly had a lot to say. How Osamu should dye his hair back to grey, like he’d had it in highschool. How obviously, they were on the outs since he didn’t show up to Atsumu’s away game. How Osamu should quit the food industry, and take up modelling; but also how there was no way in hell he’d make it, because Atsumu was right there for everyone to compare him with. The better twin.
You know this is what Atsumu was trying to protect you from— these comments on your hair, your body, your life, and every single choice you did or didn’t make— by shutting down the rumour as fast as he could.
But that didn’t make it feel any less like a rejection.
It didn’t make it hurt any less.
You can’t help but feel like some sort of obsessed fangirl, seeing how absolutely uninterested he’d been in the idea, and it’s a feeling tinged with shame.
(Why would Atsumu Miya want you anyway? There must be other people, better people— athletes, models, actresses— lining up for a chance with him. You're a fool for even imagining it.)
Osamu’s phone pings, breaking you out of your melancholy spiral. He unlocks it and reads the text that’s just come through.
“Our sample bento boxes just got delivered.”
This is what you’ve been working on with him. A collaboration between Onigiri Miya and the Jackals— limited edition bento, showcasing each player’s personal tastes. As the team’s nutritionist, Osamu had insisted you were the one who was best suited to helping him determine the menu. The meals had to be balanced, but not repetitive; arranged attractively, but still be practical enough for production and transport.
They also had to be an absolute secret until it was ready to launch.
Copycats, was the one-word explanation you first got out of the publicist, as she tapped away at her phone. And then—after you heard the shwoop of an email being sent— a slightly longer elaboration: can’t trust the Jackals to be quiet either. Don’t tell them.
(She was still looking at the screen. You don’t think you’ve ever made eye contact with her.)
“That’s good,” you say, with some relief. “I don’t know how much longer I can keep everything secret. Doesn’t Atsumu ask you what we talk about every day?”
“I just say ‘food’.”
You raise an eyebrow at him. “And you’re okay with that? I mean… doesn’t it feel like lying? By omission?”
“I enjoy lying to him without omission too.”
Growing up, Osamu had quickly tired of being thought of as part of a set— especially since with Atsumu’s flashy personality, that usually ended with him being ‘Atsumu’s brother’.
In an attempt to establish his own identity and find his 'thing', Osamu had made the ill-advised decision to borrow his much older neighbour’s collection of horror DVDs. Why a highschooler thought it would be a good idea to give an eight year old the likes of The Grudge or Texas Chainsaw Massacre (dubbed), no one ever really managed to get out of the boy.
Still, Osamu had made it a good way into that cardboard carton before his mother had caught him.
(Atsumu had woken up in the middle of the night, and upon finding his brother missing from their bunk bed, had sleepily stumbled into the family room; where Osamu was in the middle of watching Freddy Krueger going at it. His scream had scared Osamu far more than Freddy or Jason ever did.)
The horror movie thing hadn’t really amounted to much. He’s fairly sure it’s because nothing would ever conjure up the primal fear that he’d felt after seeing the look on his mother’s face when she’d made it down the stairs that night.
But occasionally, when he’s closing up Onigiri Miya’s kitchen all alone in the middle of the night with only a dripping faucet for company, he catches sight of the gleaming knives and his mind wanders back to those nights in front of the TV.
Sometimes he imagines using the knives to defend himself.
And sometimes, he imagines being the slasher.
Times like right now.
“Samu! Open up! I know you’re in there!”
I could chop him into little cubes and serve him right up, Osamu thinks, pulling his blankets over his eyes; as if blocking out the light will somehow block out the incessant banging on his apartment door. They’d never catch me.
Atsumu keeps it up for a whole minute. Osamu knows his brother has more stamina than his neighbours have patience; so he rolls out of bed, pulls on a shirt, and stomps his way to his front door.
“Whad’dya want?” he asks irritably, after he wrenches the door open.
Atsumu shoots him an irritatingly bright grin. “Do I need a reason to visit my beloved brother?”
“Ew.”
“Can I come in?”
“No.”
“I’m just gonna bang on the door again if you don’t let me.”
He wouldn’t even taste all that different from chicken if I drowned the meat in soy sauce, probably, Osamu thinks as he steps aside.
Atsumu saunters in, looking around the place like he’s never seen it before. Osamu’s too sleepy to ask.
“Pretty clean in here,” he says.
“‘M not a pig like you,” Osamu grumbles as he makes his way to the kitchen, Atsumu trailing behind. “It’s always clean.”
“Not this clean,” Atsumu insists. “Okay, forget it.”
Gladly, Osamu thinks. “If ya want to mooch breakfast offa me, go wash your hands. I just know they're filthy.”
Atsumu mumbles something under his breath, but obliges, turning off into the bathroom. And just as well— Osamu discovers he’s left the sample bento boxes on the kitchen table.
Of course, Atsumu may have grown taller, but he’s still got the hand washing technique of a particularly unhygienic ten year old, so he finishes much too quickly. He shows up again when Osamu’s still got the last box in his hands.
“What’s that?”
“Nothin’. Work stuff.” Osamu says shortly, as he puts it away and shuts the fridge.
“Looks awful cute for work stuff.”
Osamu sighs heavily, and opens his cupboard to get a pan and fry up some eggs. It's not where it usually is. He frowns for a moment, before remembering it's in the sink— along with two plates and a pot, from the late dinner he'd thrown together with you last night.
They shift noisily as he draws the pan out. Atsumu whips his head towards the sound.
“I thought ya hated leavin’ dirty dishes overnight.”
“Why are ya actin’ like ma, for god's sake?” Osamu asks, exasperated. “I had some company over. We cooked together, and then I was too tired to clean up. Since this was supposed to be my day off, I thought I'd get some rest first, jackass.”
“You were cooking together?” Atsumu looks pale. “Is— is that a euphemism?”
Pair him with wasabi. No one would know.
“The coach said you were a little listless at practice today, Atsumu,” you tell him, skimming over his meal plan.
“‘M a little tired today, yeah.”
Of course he was listless. He hadn’t slept a wink. He was a zombie running on coffee. (Except instead of brains, what he's craving is a stupid chocolate chip cookie, for some reason.)
He just couldn’t stop going over the evidence.
One, his brother’s suspiciously clean apartment. (Osamu may have convinced the world otherwise, but Atsumu knows half the mess in their room growing up was his.)
Two, the tinted lip balm he’d found on the bathroom counter. He’d swatched it on the back of his hand, and the light scent of strawberry had filled the air. Definitely not Osamu’s. (The teenage boy lurking in his brain had tried to convince him to kiss his own hand, just to see what it would be like.)
Three, Osamu hurriedly putting away that bento box. Were you at the bento-making stage of the relationship already? He's screwed. Maybe it came sooner than usual because both of you were freaks about food. (Atsumu doesn’t want to spend the rest of his life only getting raisin bran cookies from you, dammit. He wants to eat your deliciously salty, deep fried, unhealthiest tempura too. And that chocolate chip.)
And fourth, most damning of all— Osamu had allowed you into his kitchen. (He barely let anyone into his kitchen, euphemistically or otherwise. This was serious.)
“Have your energy levels been okay?”
“Just peachy,” Atsumu says, because he’s trying to tell himself the faint wash of colour on your lips is more peach than strawberry.
That’s when he discovers a more pressing issue. Your tracksuit is zipped all the way up.
Was it always like that? He’s not sure.
Oh god, did you have a hickey under there?
It was a mistake to think about that, because now he’s thinking about Osamu giving it to you, and Osamu’s face is his face, and god dammit, that person online was right, this was going to mess him up—
“Atsumu. You’re… kind of staring.”
Oh fuck, he was. He was staring at his brother's girlfriend. He's the worst.
“I’m just— I’m a little distracted— Sorry—” he starts frantically.
(Yes, distracted, because his brain is playing a nice little wedding montage for him right now.)
“Oh, it’s alright,” you say. “I didn’t mind.”
Atsumu freezes. You didn’t mind? You didn’t mind?
He blames his next words on the extraordinary amount of caffeine coursing through his body. “Then can I keep starin’?”
You stare at him in shock.
Well, that’s it, he thinks, as he turns his blazing face up to the heavens, praying for a smiting.
Now you were going to report him to HR and transfer to Tokyo. Or worse, you’d awkwardly laugh it off and he'd be the guy who hit on his future sister in law. You'd make him tell the story at the wedding. In front of his mother.
When you don’t do either of those things, Atsumu reluctantly manages to pry his eyes off of the ceiling, and all he finds is you still staring at him, lips parted in surprise.
He makes eye contact. In that brief moment, he sees... something.
“Try and get more protein in,” you squeak.
And then you run.
(The camera pans to the priest solemnly addressing the gathering. “Should anyone present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace”.)
(Atsumu stands up.)
r/relationship_advice • just now
u/fattytuna95
WHAT DOES IT MEAN WHEN A GIRL RUNS AWAY FROM YOU???
IN A GOOD WAY
I THINK
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u/fattytuna95 • just now
FUCK!!
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r/relationship_advice • 5 hours ago
u/fattytuna95
UPDATE: I want to ask out my twin brother's girlfriend.
I tried to post earlier but it got caught in the spam filter.
So I went to my brother's apartment first thing in the morning yesterday. There was some stuff I found there that made me think it was over, but then when I was talking with her at work today, I ended up... asking her if I could stare at her.
Don't ask, it's complicated.
I thought if I wasn't finished before, I sure was now. But the way she looked at me after I said it was... I don't know how to describe it. I really felt like there was something there.
And then she ran away.
I know none of that makes sense, but fuck, I really think she might like me back. But now she's not answering her phone. What the hell do I do? I can't focus, I just keep thinking about her.
(She went home but I'm not done with work yet so I'm standing in line to get the strongest coffee they're legally allowed to give me to get through the rest of the day. I won't have my phone with me. Might reply late.)
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u/unicornpoodle • 5 hours ago
why am I always the first to comment on your posts...?
dude I don't get how you think her running away from you was a good thing. how many times did you call her? you must be pretty hot if you haven't gotten an email for an HR meeting yet. lol.
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u/fattytuna95 • 5 hours ago
Trust me, it was. And just twice.
Yeah I'm pretty hot.
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u/guiltyassassin_ • 5 hours ago
What did you find at the apartment?
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u/fattytuna95 • 5 hours ago
IT DOESN'T MATTER!
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u/msbygirlie_13 • 1 minute ago
oh my gosh im so sorry i've been busy all day and just saw this!! but don't worry it's going to work out!!! im sure of it!!!! just talk to her!!
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u/unicornpoodle • just now
Real life doesn't always work out like the movies. Why is everyone just ignoring the fact that she RAN. AWAY.
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u/msbygirlie_13 • just now
i knowwwww!!! but that new picture of y/n and osamu from today just makes me believe in loveee
edit: that's atsumu miya's twin brother and his new gf btw
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oh no, what's this about a new picture?
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who are a few mutuals that you appreciate alot? mutual appreciation day 🥰❤️😊🤩💐✨
꒰ FOR MUTUAL APPRECIATION DAY! ꒱ :
yippee!! literally beamed when i received this ask, lovely excuse to gush about my moots — my incredibly talented, kind, caring, and supportive friends who have been here and to those who i recent met. thank you! (if you weren’t included, i still love you immensely & will eventually get around to add you <3 currently 3 in the morning so AHAHA)
to the stellaronhvnters staff:
@rainswept : crow! god, i don’t have any words to explain how dear you are to me - from the moment we first became moots to the start of our friendship when you comforted me after a horrible turn of events, nothing in my vocabulary can explain how utterly grateful i am for you. we clicked quicker than i’ve ever clicked with anyone especially considering the circumstances behind it too, and im so grateful for that !! not only are you incredibly easy to talk to, you’re a wonderful writer. your descriptions are vivid, immersive, engaging - and your dialogue has been improving significantly <3 i’m so proud of you and honored to call you a good friend of mine, working on stellaronhvnters with you and meisha has been so fun and i hope there’s many more years to come. you’re amazing, so so funny and absolutely one of the coolest people i’ve ever met <3
@meidnightrain : you’ve archived your blog, for good reasons too. i hope you’re doing okay, that you’re taking the time for yourself that you strive to obtain - that you’re taking it easy on yourself. despite you no longer being apart of the admin team, your presence always lingers there & everyone in the network absolutely adores you !! as they should, meeting you in teyval was one of the best things to ever happen to me - along with us friending each other and getting close as time went on. you’re one of my biggest inspirations, and your writing was always so heart aching to read because i could feel the motion in your words and the way you chose to form your sentences. you are so loved, and you deserve every last drop of it. coming together to form the network using what knowledge we did have before involving crow was so so fun, our little brainstorming sessions will always live in my heart, hehe !! 💗
to the stellaronhvnters members:
@mitsvriii : bell!! i’m going to ignore the fact that the other members have to see me as a dottore kisser for a week bc of u 🫵 but you’re such a sweetheart, even before you joined the network you were already someone i loved seeing on my dash!! your energy never fails to make me smile & the conversations you have w the others never fail to make me double over in laughter either 😭💗 you. yes you. are so so talented and i hope you know that !!
@flower-yi : yee hawyee 🥹🤍 ur never getting rid of that nickname like ever 🫵 !! but in all honesty, you’re the light that the network absolutely cannot live without. i’m sure the others can agree that the humor, the playful affection, the never ending jokes & battles between you and crow - make the server and network as a whole such a familiar place. you are so loving & the energy you radiate is something i sincerely hope you never lose. it’s a huge part of you that a lot of people absolutely adore, including myself. love u so so much hanyi <33
@tragedy-of-commons : gwen stacy. (/j) you!! are a ray of sunshine and a cute lil ball of energy that always completes my day <3 you are also so effortlessly funny, it’s so comforting to have someone like you in the network and as a mutual ☹️🫵 ur writing is so squishy, i wanna nom nom on it for how cute they are (even the angst.)
@harque : SETH. YES ALL CAPS 😭😭 you’re an absolute riot & we adore you for it. once again, our members have a shared trait : being so hilarious that i almost spit out my drinks and choke on my food. (flashbacks to the stellaronhvnters fanfic) next chapter when?? the way you interact w everyone else makes it seem like you’ve known them for a long time, like a bond always existed but hasn’t been explored - at least that’s how i felt when we first talked 🫵 i eat your works up like a 5 course meal, all of them!! ur doing so so well & ily thank u for being yourself 🥹💗
@iceunhie : miss mhie!! known u before u joined the network & it’s been filled w nothing but tons of fun and absolute joy <3 you are such a wonderful person, friend, writer, it truly amazes me - the way you carry yourself 💓 we aren’t the closest, but your never ending love and support to not just me but everyone else you’re friends with reminds me time and time again how lucky i am to be moots w you !!
@snobwaffles : snob !! i’ve known you for quite a while now oh my god 😭 it really does feel like ages, you’re quite literally everywhere ms worldwide and i adore that sm !! seeing u in my dash is an instant mood boost, seeing u in our mutual servers is a sign of a good day, talking to u makes me feel so relieved & it’s so easy to do so <33
@akutasoda : q !! must be investigated under a microscope, live laugh love illufornia & americrow. you’re equally chaotic as the others despite it being so unexpected that it’s actually so fun 😭🫵 & ur so so sweet too :(( im putting u in my pocket u cannot escape ily /p
@milksnake-tea : illu when i catch u illu. i still have the guess where crow lives convo stuck in my head. i have no idea how many states u guessed during that but i laughed so hard 😭😭 and honorary pissapocalypse survivor - you deserve a badge just for that fr HELP ur carefree energy can change quite literally anyone’s mood from a negative to a positive tell me im wrong.
@scribs-dibs : sunni ur funny yet very abstract questions make me want to hide in a bird cage ily /p great example here: “how much dirt is caked up beneath his toenails real talk” (we should go back to that question lowk.. dr ratio’s feet gotta be investigated on a molecular level ong?? AHAHAHA 😭 but aside from that, your writing is absolute chef’s kiss & your personality makes u so easy to talk to it’s literally effortless !!
to the astronetwrk staff members:
@heiayen @opalthea @naraven @versadies @.xianyoon @dawndelion-winery @kazumist @chaoffee
not moots w a few of you, but i thought i’d give you all a tag nonetheless <3 i want to thank you, one for accepting me as part of the mod team in the first place and for allowing me to be in such a warm and supportive group !! at first, i didn’t feel like i fit in, sometimes i still struggle to believe that im surrounded by such talented individuals until i eventually grew into it. i don’t think i’d be the same without you all, even if i don’t interact with a few of you a lot outside of astro (which im hoping to change at some point) - you still mean a lot to me 🫵 looking forward to more silly interactions & con cen and can AHAHAHA 😭
special mentions:
@mwahkazu : yuomi !! one of the biggest sweethearts on this platform, and my dear kazuha kisser <3 being 🪄 anon for the short period of time that i was helped me get over my jitters bc you are so so cool !! being mutuals w you has been such a gentle ride and you never fail to make me smile w your rambles 🤍 #1 yuzuha supporter 4ever, #1 stealing the spotlight fan too bc your smau is already looking so well-developed and i’m so immensely proud of you :)
@ughscara : ayame !! i’ve also known u for quite some time, it’s been a while - hasn’t it? i’m so grateful that we managed to reconnect after months of not talking, and seeing you in my dash is such a pleasure. your encouragement & support means the world to me, especially your comforting words recently when i was in a pretty bad situation. you’re a sweetheart, and please know that i adore and love you so so much /p but i’m sure kuni shares the sentiment, he loves you !! (real he told me himself)
@ceneid : elise !! thank you, one for hearing me out whenever i need you despite how we haven’t been talking as much lately, and two for being a good friend to me. you’re so kind, talking to you feels like a relief & you give amazing advice, i hope you’re doing well lovely !!
@xianyoon : ying (took ur pretty format for this one i hope u don’t mind HELP) !! i saw ur post and god :(( i teared up so quick, thank you so much. from the bottom of my heart, you are another one of my inspirations - your mindset and way of doing things caused me to look at life as a whole in newer ways - ways that i didn’t think i’d get to see before. i’ve known you for a long while now, and our interactions always leave me with wanting another conversation because of how lovely it feels getting to talk to you is. you own up to your mistakes, you spread positivity and never ending kindness to others - and that’s something i strive to do too. thank you again, for being here and for being the beautiful person you are.
@seelestia : one of the first people i’ve had the pleasure of being mutuals with, i don’t know how long it’s been but i will forever be thankful and proud of the person you’re becoming - the person you were before, and the person you are now. writing hasn’t always been my strong suit, and out of everyone, i look up to you the most. to me, you’re more than a close friend of mine, you’re my role model and an inspiration to a good amount of people. your writing feels like a hand being dipped in sunlight seas, creating shapes and strokes with your index finger as you stare into the distance. you are so talented, and i will never forget how much you mean to me <3 thank you for being here! i love youuu /p
@ryuryuryuyurboat : yukari !! we don’t talk often but you’re someone i love seeing around, whether it’s in other people’s posts or finding out the latest things you’ve been involved in - all of it makes me feel so proud of you <33 i hope you’re doing well rn, take care, okay? 🥹💘
@realkavehgf : had to include u bc ur so cute & squishable <3 this is another reminder that im here for you, whatever it is you’re going through - im here. if it’s only for an idle conversation or if you need to let out your feelings, i hope that i can provide you with a safe enough space to do so. i care about you deeply and being friends with you is always something im going to look back on and thank the stars for :)
@haismie : kassie!! hi there, how have you been faring lately? we don’t talk nearly as much anymore, but you always have a special place in my heart - you’re another one of the people i’ve been friends with for quite a while, and it’s been the best feeling in the world getting to know someone like you. i adore you sm and i hope we can chat again soon!!
@scribetry : andrew 🫵 one of the coolest ppl i’ve have the joy & honor of meeting !! we became moots not too long ago but it’s been such a pleasure though we don’t interact much (hoping to change that bc ur such a lovely person!!) i’m glad to see you’ve been making lots of friends too !! ur latest dainsleif work had me going thru like 5 emotions at once, it was a fun read 🦅🦅
@catcze : catte!! (literally had to change the settings bc ur name kept getting autocorrected to carter??) but oh my god you!! are so!! so fun to talk to + interact with. i love stopping by your inbox & dw abt any late replies bc i completely understand <3 being mutuals w you is such an honor, i was a huge fan of yours before i finally reached out - still am btw!! #1 catte supporter hehe 💘
@k4zushi : uni :( shoutout to u for being the first smau creator i’ve become mutuals with, i know life hasn’t been kind to you at all lately - and wherever you are and whatever it may be that you’re doing, im so proud of you for continuing on. it takes so much time and patience to be dealing with this much and continue to strive forward, i adore u immensely & i await the next time we can have a convo via ur inbox <33
@ilyuu : yui !! our latest convos have been so fun & i love looking back at them, i appreciate you so much. your trust in me & how supportive you are always warms my heart - i can’t thank you enough for being here even after all this time, super excited to talk to you more & grow closer !!
@callilouv : dottore liker. ik what u are 🫵 but CAL i’ve absolutely missed u & our talks so much ?? i had to tag u ur so wonderful & talented and and and and … 💔 your art is such a beautiful sight, any time i see something created by you in my dash, i instantly brighten up bc of how utterly stunning they are !! we don’t interact much, but please know that i’ve shown ur art to one of my irls & it inspired them to start drawing after a long while of hesitation. you’re such an inspiration to me and lots of others & i will 4ever be grateful to have u as a mutual 🤝
hello to my recent mutuals:
@sxmmer-cherry @his-grapejuice @astrxealis @alexisomnias (minus apollo who has been around for a while <3 still wanted to mention you as a way of saying hello again!)
thank you all for becoming my moots, i’m certain that you’re all wonderful and skillful people & i can’t wait to interact a lot more with you all soon!
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