Nana exhaled a cloud of smoke and set her cigarette in the ashtray before her, opening her eyes to look at the patrons of the bar around her. She had missed this. The high of performing at a crappy dive bar to a crowd of adoring fans was a feeling that was… unmatched - especially after her hiatus. It had been a few months since she had left her hometown with Blast, and she had been a bit weary of performing in a large city. Sure, she wanted to make it big, but the reality of being an independent musician with no financial support was difficult to say the least. As she ran a hand through her short black hair, she locked eyes with someone across the way.
“Can I help you?”
nanaaaaaaaa! * wails *
"What's the matter, Hachiko?"
Nana's eyes softened as she patted Hachi's hair. Hearing her roommate out at the end of the day had become a sort of bedtime ritual, and though it had been annoying at first, it was secretly something she looked forward to.
"Did a boy make you cry again?"
nana osaki
The following excerpt has been in my drafts for months, but I feel like it's been so long since I've worked on this that I ought to throw this blog a bone. We're still in T territory. No M as of yet.
Hachi felt a flash of heat rise within her as she remembered the night before, when a cackling Nana had waved her bandmates out the front door, slamming and locking it behind her as Hachi watched from the table. Nana didn’t often get this drunk, but they’d been celebrating the release of a new album and she had let loose in a way Hachi had never seen before - laughing heartily, drinking abundantly and making her way into each guest’s lap like a stray cat. It was cute. And as Hachi watched her through bleary eyes, she thought - not for the first time - that if Nana was a guy, that she definitely would have fallen for her.
“Why not as I am now?” Nana asked, a hint of a smirk playing on her lips.
Shit. Shit. I had said that out loud. Curse the Demon Lord, I can’t believe I said that! Agh...
“You’re still talking, you know?”
By this time, Nana (or drunk Nana, rather) had sidled in on the bench next to her, loosening her collar and leaning in invitingly. She had taken Hachi’s hand into her own, and she was close enough that Hachi could feel her warm breath. She wasn’t sleepy anymore. How could she be? She could feel the blood rushing to her ears, and as she felt Nana’s thumb rubbing circles on the back of her hand, she let out a small squeak.
“I asked a question... Why not as I am now?”
Nana was gazing at her directly now, long lashes framing hypnotically dark brown eyes that were unreadable. It didn’t feel like she was being teased anymore. The question sounded (or maybe that was just her wishful thinking) almost genuine.
Why not...? Because you’re a girl. Because you’re with Ren. Because we’re... roommates?
Hachi fumbled around for an answer mentally that made sense, but as Nana was in front of her, looking thoroughly debauched and wanting - none of her usual excuses worked. She didn’t have one. She didn’t want one. And she couldn’t bring herself to say a word.
She swallowed as if to speak, and by the time she had parted her lips, Nana’s were already on them. She had let go of Hachi’s hand and had brought both of her own to cup her face, and as the kiss deepened her arms naturally settled around Hachi’s neck with one hand in her hair.
I tried looking for Nana x Hachi fic yesterday, and it was a struggle bus so here I am to write my own fic after a very, very long hiatus. Inspired by every Hachi playlist on Youtube because god bless those creators.
Synopsis: What if it didn’t matter that Nana was a girl? What if Hachi was in love with her? And what if they… kissed?
Rating: M (maybe E, we’ll see lmao - this first chapter feels more T though)
Content Warning(s): Dubcon
Pairing: A very bisexual Nana and a comphet lesbian who is currently single Hachi (Nana Osaki x Nana Komatsu)
Keep reading
getting fired by handing these cards out at work
Watched Nana for the first time! And now I gotta cope somehow by drawing them
The impact these two have had on my life-
ʾ̷ꕤᩨ!ⵓ❔mëow !◯༚.° ͏
hachi leans against the singer, giving nothing but a warm smile. <3 happy hachi puppy.
Nana looked down at Hachi and settled an arm around her shoulders, pausing to drop the cigarette between her fingers into the ashtray on the kitchen table.
"You really are like a dog, you know that?"
from nana to hachi.
OOC: Hi there! It’s been a while since I’ve RP’ed on tumblr (or anywhere for that matter) - I wanted to make a quick lil intro post about my character as well as make my links accessible for mobile users. This post will be pinned!
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Hey. I'm Osaki Nana, lead singer of the Black Stones. I don't think we've met yet, have we?Indie RP Blog for Aizawa Yui's NANA
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