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Hello!! I love your work! I want to ask if you can do an angst Yasu takagi x reader where he rejects the reader for Miu Shinoda but before Yasu rejected the reader they had a situation ship that made the reader end up pregnant and Yasu only finds out years later after he married. It is optional if you want to make it more happy or more sad! (I hope this makes sense 😁😅). Thank you and bye!!

I'll never leave you

Manga/anime: Nana

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

I'll never leave you, he had said.

Sure, they hadn't been engaged when he had said it -years and years ago, when they were still in school-, yet she had truly hoped he meant that phrase in a romantic sense, not just a friendly one. Clearly, she was wrong: Yasu would be marrying the beautiful Miu in a few days.

(Y/N) had been repeating it, sometimes quietly, sometimes in her head, for a week, since she had heard the news.

He hadn't even had the courage to tell her in person: she had found it out from third parties, accidentally overhearing a conversation between Shin and Nobu, the witnesses -after a thousand insistences, from what she had been able to overhear-.

What a coward, after everything they had been through, he hadn't even invited her.

After everything that had happened between them, after what they had done that night!

~ 🤍 ~

The alcohol had warmed (Y/N)'s stomach and made her thoughts lighter. The glass had been empty for a while, but she continued to grip it like an anchor. The place was almost deserted, the music low, as tired as she was.

Yasu sat across from her, his elbows on the table, his gaze calm behind his glasses. He had been watching her for a while without saying anything, as he knew her well enough to know sooner or later she would have speak: she always did, when she drank too much.

Yet, he was the first to break the silence, with that firm voice he never raised: "You shouldn't drink like that".

She laughed softly, looking at him as if searching for something on his face: "You always say that".

And maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe just the tiredness of holding back, but the words came out anyway: "I love you, Yasu".

He remained silent, not since he didn't understand, but because he didn't know what was right to say: it wasn't the first time he had noticed that feeling, but perceiving it like that, naked, had made him uncomfortable.

He stood up and took the glass from her hands.

"You're drunk -He said softly- and vulnerable." The woman lowered her gaze, as if those words hurt more than a direct rejection.

Yasu sighed. He didn't want to hurt her, but he couldn't lie about his love either, so he walked her out.

~ 🤍 ~

The night air made (Y/N) dizzy, so Yasu slowed his pace.

He was always close, that was her problem: the man was always there, even when he shouldn't have been. How could she not fall in love with him?

~ 🤍 ~

At her house, (Y/N) sat on the edge of the bed, tired, her shoulders hunched, seeming smaller, more fragile that way; Yasu stood still in front of her.

He lifted her chin with two fingers, an instinctive gesture, protective but not romantic.

"I don't love you as much as you'd like -He said honestly- but I care about you." She didn't answer, she just looked at him, her eyes shining, filled with an affection that asked for nothing in return.

And that was precisely what made him give in: he didn't refuse her kiss. It was a surrender, a letting himself be carried away by something warm, human, which for one night seemed enough.

The woman clung to the man as if he were all she had, and he didn't push her away.

That night, the world outside remained behind that closed door, the unspoken truths, the asymmetries, the unbalanced feelings, everything was put aside.

That night, Yasu stayed, not out of love, but because he didn't have the courage to leave.

~ 🤍 ~

"Mom?"

"Yes, Mizue?"

"Who is that man over there? He's been staring at us for a while."

"Yasu..."

The drummer had never truly deceived her: she had always been the one filling the silences, reading promises in distracted glances, transforming a constant presence into a possible future. His 'I'll never leave you' had meant 'I'll stay', not 'I'll choose you'.

(Y/N) wondered if Yasu had ever suspected the truth, if he had understood how much that phrase, said so lightly, had dug deep inside her.

Maybe yes, maybe no.

In any case, she didn't care anymore, because that promise had been broken years before.

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For Yasushi tsukasa and murayama, what would their relationship with the reader as their childhood crush be like bonus: would they grow up with their childhood love and still have feelings for their childhood love when they grow up?

Omg this is adorable, I love it so so so much!

I hope you enjoy!

Much love ~ ember

Yasushi, Tsukasa, and Murayama Childhood Crush

Ik you just wrote about Yasu (it was a request from me after all😭😭) so take as much time as you want with this one

(Quite a part 2 of the first request) Thinking about Yasu whose gf just moved into his apartment. His gf once asked if she can buy some decorations for the apartment and since then Y/n kept putting her fingerprint all over the place: from small hair clips on cabinet handles to whole new furniture. The thing is that he isn't really observing until someone comes over and is telling him 'waaw... it became pretty colourful in here' (it doesn't need to really use these words, ya get it)

Also thank you for the last fic <3

Overturned like a sock

Manga/anime: Nana

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

"Babe, do you mind if I bring some decorations into the living room? It's a little... bare, n-no offense... I thought a little color would make the house more welcoming."

"Don't worry, (Y/N), of course you can. You can bring and do whatever you want here, now this is your home too."

~ 🤍 ~

Nana, Nobu and Shin had been having a problem for a long time: how to tell (Y/N), their friend Yasu's girlfriend, without hurting her, her and Yasu's house looked like one of those stalls that all five of them saw while walking through Tokyo's streets during festivals, those full of tacky trinkets, those that never sold anything because they were so aesthetically ugly no one dared to approach them?

It was incredible how the couple's house seemed to have been overturned like a sock after a few months the woman had started living there: the kitchen was full of plants, as was the living room, where colorful flowers, new furniture -they didn't remember the week before there had been that white table with CDs on it next to the sofa...- and small colorful decorations, like paintings or vases, or even rubber bands or hairpins probably forgotten by (Y/N), had appeared; they didn't dare go into the bathroom or their room, but they were sure they were in no better condition.

~ 🤍 ~

That day Nana made a decision: she would tell (Y/N) to stop adding unnecessary decorations or furniture, obviously trying to be as kind as possible (Yasu would never forgive her if she had made his girlfriend suffer).

So, she took all her courage and went to them two's house.

"(Y/N), hasn't the house become a little too... decorated in these last few days?"

"Huh? Do you think so, Nana? Yasu and I haven't noticed anything actually. Is it really too decorated?"

"I think a little, but then do what you want."

(Y/N) hesitated for a few seconds, processing what Nana had told her: indeed, maybe she had exaggerated a little with the decorations -even her wallet had complained about it-, but she wanted to make her and Yasu's house as welcoming as possible. Maybe that had led her to make the house tacky? But did Yasu think so too?

"Are... are you really sure it's exaggerated?"

Before Nana could answer, the two were interrupted by the creaking of the door opening -in the next few days she would have to ask her boyfriend to put oil on the hinges, the woman had noticed- and by a person entering the house.

"Yasu! Welcome back, how was work?"

The man approached his girlfriend, hugging her and then kissing her softly, earning the complaints of Nana, who couldn't stand their displays of affection in front of her; he then replied: "Tiring as usual: I still have to work at night today. -Changing the subject, he greeted his friend - Hello, Nana, what brings you here?".

Before she could answer, (Y/N) told the drummer the reason for the singer's visit: "Nana pointed out to me how our house has become a bit too decorated lately. What do you think?".

Yasu looked around: until then, he hadn't noticed how much the house had changed since the woman had moved in with him; now that he thought about it, though, maybe it was a little tacky, at least for his tastes, which had always been quite sober.

"Now that I think about it, it's changed quite a bit since you've lived here, but it doesn't bother me that much: after all, you're the one who stays here most of the time, since I'm almost always either at work or with the band. It's enough for me you're comfortable here, the rest doesn't matter to me. And then, I already told you: you can do whatever you want here, this is your home too."

If you didn't know, the saying "to overturn something/someone like a sock" (rivoltare qualcosa/qualcuno come un calzino) is an Italian saying which means, among other things, changing something completely.

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Nana ~Boyfriend headcanons~

Manga/anime: Nana

Warnings: nothing

The request is here.

T. Yasushi (Yasu)

I think Yasu is a very sensitive and sweet person, even if he hides it with his tough look, so he wants to see you happy. Whether it's thanks to him or others, he doesn't care, for him the important thing is to see the smile on your beautiful face. He does everything he can to make sure you don't feel sad: he would even agree to make a fool of himself to make you laugh or to leave you if that would make you feel better

Yasu also has infinite patience and he rarely gets angry: the only way to make him lose his temper is to try to interfere with his work and his band. He would rather you stay out of them simply because he doesn't want you to take on his problems too; in fact, when you're on a date, he never talks to you about work or BLAST (unless you introduce the topic, but, even then, he'll give you very vague answers and try to change the topic)

There's no activity Yasu prefers to do with you: for him, a nice afternoon spent with you is also just working on his computer with you on his lap. Furthermore, based on his mood he prefers doing one activity with you over another: for example, when he's sad, he would prefer to stay at home with you (cooking, cuddling, you can decide what you do, he would even be fine with cleaning your house from top to bottom); when he's in a slightly happier mood, he would also be fine with going out if you want

I think Yasu's first love language is quality time: since he's always very busy with his work and BLAST, he spends with you all the little free time he has available. During it, he does whatever you want: if you want to cook with him, he already has his apron on; if you want to go out with him, he already has his wig to dress up in; if you want to cuddle with him, he's already sitting either on the bed or on the sofa with his arms open

Yasu uses the basic nicknames of each couple ("love", "darling", etc...) or your name without any honorific suffix; he'll never call you with extravagant nicknames (like "my flower", "my life", etc...) because he's afraid you may not like them or of embarrassing you

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Saw ya posted yesterday about Nana and I was like "IT'S A MIRACLE"

Anyway, if you want could you write about Yasu x reader when they just moved in together? Like a small drabble, if you could write about y/n feeding stray animals and Yasu questioning why there are so many strays near his home it would be like this: ✨️✨️🏞🎆🎆🎶🎶👯🏻‍♀️🪅🪅🏖🌄🥳🤩

Animal lover

Manga/anime: Nana

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

Yasu was returning to the newly bought house of him and his girlfriend, (Y/N), tired after a strenuous day spent between legal documents and rehearsals with his group.

The man was walking along the sidewalk of the road that would take him home, a rather small but big enough for the two of them two-room apartment made beautiful and bright thanks to the woman, who had embellished it with flowers, paintings, colors and...

~ 🤍 ~

A few days before...

A cat?

Yasu was surprised to see that little animal near the door of his house. It wasn't the first time he had seen some animal there: the day before he had found a little dog, who had run away as soon as he saw him, two days before a little squirrel, who had also run away, and so on for the whole past week!

The man was about to approach the kitten, but he was interrupted by the noise of his house's door being opened; (Y/N) came out of it with two small bowls, one containing water, the other some food -presumably meat, he thought (he was too far away to clearly see what was inside)-, and, as she bent down to put them down, Yasu saw her cooing sweetly at the animal.

Softened by that scene, he decided to reveal himself: "So this is the reason why I always find strays at our door..."

"Yasu, you're back!"

"I've been watching you for a while, actually."

"R-really?"

"Yes, and I also saw our little friends coming here every day..."

"Oh, did you notice them? They're so cute I couldn't resist cuddling them, and then poor things: there's no one to feed them!"

"Your kindness is truly disarming, (Y/N)."

"H-huh? T-thanks… Oh my God, you're making me blush..."

~ 🤍 ~

From that day on, Yasu always found some stray animal at his door and, every time it happened, he thought about how lucky he was to find such a sweet, kind and gentle girlfriend.

And who knows, since (Y/N) loved animals so much, maybe one day he would decide to give her a special gift...

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hiii I love your work! could i request yasu x gender neutral reader where they’ve been pining for each other for a long time and only realize it when they’re out together late at night running around? in whatever format youd most like :>

Blindness

Manga/anime: Nana

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

I'm not really sure what you meant by 'pining for each other', so I hope I respected your request 100%. Enjoy the reading!

Yasu wasn't a stupid person, on the contrary: he was very intelligent and careful. However, he couldn't pick up on (Y/N)'s signals: the woman had been in love with him for a long time -everyone had noticed that- but he didn't realize it. Anyway, he also returned the feelings, but she didn't understand it either.

Yet, it was so clear to everyone…

~ 🤍 ~

1999, winter.

(Y/N) was returning from university, tired and exhausted after a challenging exam session, but also happy, as she was pretty sure she had achieved a good result in her exam.

Just as she was about to turn the corner of the street, the woman ran into what she believed to be a wall due to its hardness, wall which caused her to fall, or at least she believed: that brick wall was Yasu, one of her friend, or rather her crush, who reached out and put his arm around her waist to keep her from hitting her head on the ground.

"Are you ok?" The man asked, dissolving the semi-embrace in which they were, and, at her nod, he softened his usually harsh expression and placed a hand on her head to gently stroke her hair.

However, his hand remained there for a few minutes -not that (Y/N) minded- and, instead of withdrawing, it moved down to her left cheek, caressing it delicately. It seemed the two were going to kiss -Yasu even leaned down slightly- but the man, as if having recovered from a trance, suddenly moved away from the woman, as if he had touched a boiling pot and burned himself, and, muttering an apology, he walked away, leaving her standing there staring into space and wondering if they would really have kissed if he hadn't walked away.

What (Y/N) couldn't see, however, was the blush on the man's cheeks.

~ 🤍 ~

January 2000.

Yasu was busy working at the law firm where he was interning.

Nevertheless, soon he received a phone call from Nana: (Y/N) was very sick. Without even letting his friend finish speaking, he closed the call and the computer, hastily put on his jacket and rushed towards the woman's house. In record time he reached her -he had almost risked being run over a couple of times- and immediately ran to her room, finding Nana and Nobu already there, very surprised to see Yasu so out of breath and not as calm as usual.

Ignoring the woman's angry scolding, he asked the man how (Y/N) was doing.

"Not well, unfortunately: she has a very high fever, didn't want to eat anything today and continues to have alternating hot and cold flashes. Finally, she's dozed off a bit now, but I think she'll wake up soon."

Taking matters into his own hands, Yasu sent Nobu to buy the medicine and asked Nana to stay with (Y/N), while he went to prepare something hot for her to eat, knowing his friend's culinary skills, certainly not suitable for a sick person.

"You really like it, don't you?" That comment made him petrify.

"W-what? How did you notice it?"

"Are you kidding me?! Everyone has noticed you two are being in love."

"I'm sure (Y/N) isn't in love with me."

"You're such an idiot."

"Huh?"

Nana had lost her patience: "I'm tired of talking to you, I'm leaving. Anyway, she's in good hands."

Yasu was stunned: it was possible (Y/N) too... He quickly dismissed those thoughts to focus on the patient.

"Ya…su…" Just as he was about to go and call Nobu to ask him where he was with the medicine -he had in fact been out for more than an hour-, (Y/N)'s voice stopped him. The man immediately ran to the woman's bedside.

"How are you?"

"Well… I think…" Noticing her hoarse voice, he gave her a glass of water he had previously placed on her bedside table.

"Shouldn't you be at work?"

"Don't worry, just think about getting well. -There was an almost awkward silence between the two for a few seconds- I'll go to see if Nobu comes with the medicine." Yasu started to leave, but he was stopped by a hand that weakly grabbed his wrist.

"Stay…" (Y/N) was looking at him pleadingly, and he was unable to resist her: he sat next to her and stroked her hair.

"Okay, I'm not leaving."

After a few minutes, the woman was already asleep and the man was looking at her tenderly. He was even tempted to kiss her -he had moved closer, and their lips were just a few centimeters apart-, but he stopped himself. If I kissed her without her consent, she would get angry, also because she doesn't love me, he thought. So, he simply shook her hand, which he had never left.

What the two didn't know, and above all didn't see, was a couple of friends lurking under the window of his house: Nobu and Nana were staring at them, and they both had the same thought: how can they not understand they love each other?

~ 🤍 ~

Spring 2000.

Yasu and (Y/N) were sitting together on the train that would take them to Tokyo: he wanted to follow his group, she wanted to follow him. He was working, she was texting Nana, letting her know they would be there soon.

At a certain point, a young woman passed by with the drinks trolley, which was very full, especially of various types of coffee: (Y/N) could see black coffee, macchiato coffee, coffee with milk...

"For the couple?" The two both blushed deeply and froze for a few seconds.

"No… we aren't…" The woman tried to disagree with the statement, waving her arms furiously and thus attracting the attention of the other passengers of the train.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought so because you seem very close: you also had your hands clasped... Do you want to buy something?"

The two denied it, not fully realizing what the woman had said; after a few seconds, however, they understood her words and looked at each other, with wide eyes and red cheeks.

~ 🤍 ~

It wasn't the first time Yasu and (Y/N) were mistaken for a couple: it happened many times, rather in their hometown almost all the older women thought they were engaged -the words of the two had been useless-, and even as soon as we arrived in Tokyo the same thing happened…

~ 🤍 ~

Yasu and (Y/N) were in a supermarket buying some food to bring to Nana and her roommate -she had told (Y/N) about her via messages-.

"Ehm…?" A nervous, female voice distracted them from looking at some apples. The little girl who had called them seemed to be no more than ten years old; she had long blonde hair tied in two braids and a white stuffed bunny in her hands, but her green eyes were full of tears.

Immediately the woman bent down to his height.

"What's going on, baby? Have you lost your parents?" The little girl nodded and began to cry; then (Y/N) pulled her into her arms, trying to console her and looking at the man, who had already understood the woman's silent request: let's help her.

After calming down the little girl -not without a few difficulties-, the three began walking towards a supermarket employee. While they were going to him, (Y/N) kept staring at the man, who was holding the hand of the little girl, Ai, who was between the two adults, pondering what he would be like as a dad and blushing, after realizing what she was thinking.

"Oh? What a cute little family?"

"Ah, what memories! I feel like I'm going back in time and seeing me, Keiji and Momoko!"

Two women in their seventies were talking about them!

The two immediately blushed very much and froze, so Ai looked at them questioningly.

"Why did you stop? Aren't you married?"

~ 🤍 ~

Winter 2000.

It was night.

Yasu and (Y/N) were walking on a snowy street, returning to their house -the two lived in the same house- after a party at the two Nana's house, and chatting.

At one point, Yasu stopped, looking deeply into the woman's eyes and asking: "Why did you come here to Tokyo?"

(Y/N) froze.

How can I answer him? I certainly can't tell him I left everything to follow him! The woman mused like that, terrified and wide-eyed.

"I… -(Y/N) stopped for a few seconds, with her head down- I did it because I wanted to follow you."

Finally, she had decided to tell the truth: she had long been held back from confessing her feelings for fear of the man's rejection before, but at that moment she had decided to ignore it. So, gathering all her courage, (Y/N) confessed: "I did it because I love you, Yasu."

The woman immediately closed his eyes, not wanting to see the man's reaction. Yasu, meanwhile, was remembering all the moments spent with (Y/N), scolding himself for not having noticed her feelings, for being so blind to her, and even blushing for her confession.

Taking a few steps towards her, he gently cupped her cheeks lifting her face towards his, causing her eyes to open.

"I love you too, (Y/N), and I'm sorry for being so blind."

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