#asatana

[pencilash]

Made this based off a discord convo about tananoyakiyoasa :D

[asmallnerd-archive]

5 asatana<3 don’t make it too sad I’ll cry

5: “Please talk to me.”

Context: Asahi doesn't like to talk about his anxiety, but Tanaka finds it easy to tell when he gets bad. He just wishes that Asahi would actually talk about it.

[mossyace]

All the kisses for the best boy!! ヽ(´▽`)/ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

[tananoyaarchive]

Raindrops In Your Hair

Title: Raindrops In Your Hair Author: likeabomb Rated: Teen Word Count: 1825

Spilling into the apartment from the storm outside, Asahi offers a couple of his sweatshirts for his partners to warm up with.

[my-mass-hysteria]

Asahi and tanaka like taking you to patio restaurants, because of how loud Tanaka can get, and how nice you look when the wind blows Asahi's and your hair around.

Soft dan best dan 🥺 also I am adding I will only eat at patio restaurants if they are there because bugs so it’s like extra special...

[cattatonically]

LET'S DO THIS THING! TRICK OR TREAT with AsaTana

Come play trick or treat in my inbox and I’ll either treat you with fluff or trick you with disaster. 

Treat

A noise at the front door of his apartment caught Ryuu’s attention. He’d forgotten to lock it. Again. If it was Chikara at the door, Ryuu was about to get a massive lecture on safety. Not that Ryuu needed it. He had warded his door extensively. He’d feel it if anyone who wished to do him harm approached and could prepare accordingly.

With a heavy sigh, Ryuu got up off the couch and went to the door to face off against Chikara’s unnecessary concern. However, it certainly was not Chikara’s disappointed face that greeted Ryuu at the door. What greeted him could only be described as something straight out of his wildest dreams.

There was a man, a very tall man, standing with his back pressed against the door, looking as though he was trying to catch his breath. His hair was falling out of its messy bun. And he was naked. Well, naked save for a slim-fitting pair of boxers. But those really didn’t leave much to the imagination. The man looked up and squeaked, turning a charming shade of crimson.

“You aren’t Hajime,” the man said.

“Nope. And you’re not fully clothed,” Ryuu teased.

“This isn’t apartment 303, is it?”

“302. Close, but no cigar.” Ryuu looked the man over. He was quite fit, probably an athlete. And the blush creeping down his neck was rather endearing.

“Well. I should go next door then.”

“You really wanna go back out there like that? How did you manage to get that naked in this weather, anyway?” The man groaned hard and ran a hand over his face as if to dispel the embarrassment.

“My friends are assholes, and I must have pissed one of them off. I was on my way to Hajime’s - your neighbour’s - fully clothed one moment, and the next one of them had hexed my clothes off. I jumped from bush to bush and ran from alley to alley to get here without being arrested.” The man had a deep, growly voice. Ryuu really, really liked that.

“Huh,” Ryuu answered. He was silently thanking those asshole friends for his current view. “Well, come on in handsome stranger. I’ll get you something to wear. Though what I have may be a little tight on you.” Ryuu threw a mischievous grin and a wink over his shoulder. Sighing, the man followed.

“It’s Azumane. My name. Azumane Asahi.”

Once in Ryuu’s bedroom, he threw some clothes he thought would probably fit Azumane best, and wandered back out into the living room. A moment later, Azumane came out, looking a little less disheveled. He’d fixed up his hair, too. And true to Ryuu’s word, his clothes fit quite snugly on the slighter taller, larger man. But that didn’t stop Ryuu’s heart from skipping a beat the sight of the man in his clothes.

“Tanaka Ryuunosuke. But you can call me Ryuu.” He led Azumane back towards the door. “Don’t worry about returning the clothes, Azumane. They look better on you anyway.” Azumane walked out the door, blush creeping down his neck again. He paused for a moment.

“Asahi. Call me Asahi.” Then he walked away. Ryuu shut the door, and thanked every deity he knew for the good luck he was having.

The next day, he found a bag on his door handle. Inside, he found his clothes - laundered. And a phone number. Ryuu couldn’t grab his pone quick enough.

[grumpykt]

[ghost-system]

need more asanoya tananoya asatana and asatananoya on my dash, trying to find writing inspo to finish a fic i am writing so please like/reblog this if you post any of that.