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>>46570559

After fumbling the ties and opening the dress Hana let the growing chill of winter dictate her actions and slid on the dress as quickly as she could. She could already feel the thin material of her white under-blouse give in to the chill of the air by the time the chill of the dress replaced it. Hana shuttered quietly as the initial chill subsided to the warmth of her body. Without thinking much about it, Hana let her magic feed into the dress, it was ridiculous how smoothy it used her magic and reminded Hana of Mima in terms of mastery.

Quickly the air around her was warm again, even the sting of the icy air in her lungs vanished into the air as quick as the vapor from her breath did. Pushing and pulling the dress into place, she wiggled her arms and torso till it fell into place; and quickly she tightened the strings in the back lightly to make sure it was formfitting as intended.

Finishing the quick work of tying the string into a loose knot Hana grabbed the locks of her hair that hung disheveled and smoothed them to frame her face. With a gulp the nervous-miko raised her head and pushed the loose bangs out of her eyes, she almost didn’t recognize herself at first. To affix it all she secured her hair in place with her pin and tied her lockets with the frilled deep violet tubes.

Inside the unassuming mirror Hana saw something other than herself, the miko that had crawled through the dirt to get her life on track only to get kicked in the face when her goal was just within reach was gone. Instead, standing before Hana was a girl that had someone truly and terribly powerful to rely upon, there was a girl that could have the world to call upon, and someone who enjoyed a love so deep and endless one could get lost forever inside it and never find their way out.

Clearing the visions out of her eyes like dust from a windowsill Hana remembers the very stark reality, behind that girl there was indeed someone in her shadow calculating and cold, the world promised is one she would be forced to fit into or lose it in a heartbeat, and that would indeed suffer from a form of control insidious and just as painful as the one she left. It would be just like her mother is… was, yet somehow even worse in that Yukari would play the loving and doting mother admirably. Her love and anger forever metered and given at the behest of an intelligence beyond what a human could hope to understand.

Mother was right, Yukari’s love wasn’t real love; she was so much of a monster that she couldn’t understand something as basic as family. It was why… why Yukari played with her like she did without a care, the nightmare of living under the constant fear of assault was still a fresh and vivid one. Just being alone in this little room made her a little antsy, even though she knew that it was safe, and like Eirin explained, the only youkai here were the ones that she let live in her head. It reminded her of the times back before Aunn lived shoulder-to-shoulder with her, back before the illusionary safety net even dared to exist.

Hana could feel her mind grazing a phantom cold, the shadows that made up the far walls of the room felt deep and foreboding. Like she was a child again she felt the unnamed fear build, except she knew the face of her monsters well and truly understood their terror.

Just gotta say, sorry for the slow updates.
I had 900~ words ready to go for the Hanafic and wrote about another today. I've just been way too slow with my new job and not being being able to be a neet anymore. Don't worry thought, a lewd Hana scene where Hana gets weird will follow in the next day or two!
Also, guy that makes the Hana edits. Can you make a zip or mega or something, I haven't been able to save all the new ones in the last few threads? Pretty Please?

>>46163943
>I think a few decades of Hana therapy is exactly what Yukari needs to get back on her feet!

>>45804040

Her finger caressed the worn fabric, thin from use despite its purpose of being cold resistant, and her finger felt a long-mended tear. One of the rare good memories she shared with her mother, of them working together to solve a particularly troublesome case involving a newly settled youkai that didn’t understand the rules. Despite it being a rather shallow wound that simply bleed a bit more than it should have, seeing her mother’s worried face she placed talisman after talisman on her until she dragged her to Eientei was a new experience. As well it was a strange experience to be coddled so much by her, even letting her neglect her chores until Hana insisted. She wondered if that bratty youkai was still sealed within that rock?

Chill seeped into her skin as her attention drifted to the outfit that was gifted to her at that eventful party. It was an amalgamation of the miko outfit she always wore and Yukari’s own white and frilly business dress, the accents purple instead of crimson and tastefully complimenting the stark whites and reds. The tabard itself a blending of Yukari’s favorite trigram and the Hakurei yin and yang symbols and in the same color scheme. Did Yukari design this herself…?

A deep sorrow filled her as she stared at the craftsmenship, attention to detail, and quality of materials that caught her eye for the first time. Hana still didn’t want to believe that Ma- Yukari had used her like everyone was saying, she didn’t want to believe that Yukari used her love and affections to some twisted end. Did Yukari really love her? Hana knew that Yukari was different, but in her own way she wanted to help others and loved Gensokyo. Between the times Yukari… exploited…? Hana’s desires, Yukari had seemed genuine, playful even, as Yukari trained Hana, shared exotic outsider meals, and lectured her on concepts that Hana didn’t quite understand like four dimensional manifolds and quantum synchronicity…

Yukari had hurt her all the same, even before the party Hana had realized it to an extent. Yukari didn’t understand family, and even if she did accept Hana’s sinful love for father it was only borne from a lack of common sense. One that both her mother and father readily warned her about, that those youkai who live for too long will carry severe misunderstandings of how humans work. Did Yukari act and do those things out of malicious intent…? Hana didn’t want to believe it, but the truth was plain as day. Yukari had hurt her, humiliated her and father without a shred of hesitancy, and did the same horrible things to father that mother did…

The memory of those days she found her father dragged into that baleful gap and was run into exhaustion before she could even get close to try and rescue him. The memory of the day she had been dragged her before her father, Yukari nearly killing her by suffocation and destroying her father’s peace for some unknown end. The many, many more memories of Yukari exploiting Hana whenever she pleased, making the miko in training terrified of her own shadow and never wanting to venture alone at night. They all played in her mind like a terrible picture show.


The breeze picked up, blasting the last of Hana’s warmth out of her body with a soft yet potent chill that caused her skin to raise in bumps. Hana made her decision then; the chill of the night would not allow less. With the snow beginning to fall again like the memories she’d be forced to endure for the rest of her life, Hana made her decision.


Dressed now in the warmth of her miko’s outfit, she carried in the Yakumo outfit gingerly without allowing it to unfurl and drag in the dirt. She would have to confront Yukari eventually, if she did truly love her, she would hear her out without trying to use her tricks. For now? Hana would accept the warmth of those that did love her earnestly, and she would confront her mother for once and all. She’d find her peace with Reimu one way or another…

>>45498130

Hana felt a strong mix of emotions rage through her mind, it’d been that way ever since Yukari came in through the front door. In the typical fashion of Yukari, she went all in for what she cared about and it made Hana happy to see her mama go out of her way to bring a gift and her love. Even if the gift was a bit… way too large... Either way, it made Hana joyous as she could be, this entire party had been like a dream and while mama coming by had made things a bit tense Hana couldn’t hide the soft smile she felt.

At least that was one of the emotions she felt.

Fear was the second one, of what? Too much to count. Hana had been trying so hard to balance her love for mama with the rest of her life and friends, so why? Why did she come in now of all times and… as happy as it made her to have mama stroke her hair without having to hide anything, wasn’t she supposed to keep it secret? She loved everyone here, and Tewi she supposed, while it was great that they weren’t rejecting her or mama outright the tension in the air and the sparks flying could only be missed by the deaf and blind. It was a bit embarrassing to be seen clinging to Yukari’s side, but she was scared of what would happen if she wasn’t there to keep mama protected from the hostile glares.

Sorrow was the third, sorrow at a good few things out of her control. How everyone glared at mama, and for what? Hana knew why, it was hard to understand mama after all and it spoke of their bond that Hana could so easily see her heart. Still, she was sad that Yuuka, Marisa, Alice, and even Sanae all treated her so coldly… speaking of which where was Aya? Didn’t matter she supposed. All of them treated Hana so tenderly just earlier, she just wishes they could see mama like she did and give mama even a fraction of that love. Mama would love it, and while Hana would never say it but she suspected mama didn’t really have any friends… And so, Hana’s sorrow bit into her mood as she watched the misunderstandings pile up, she’d just have to be there after to comfort mama.

The fourth, and most perplexing, was a quiet anger at them. Hana told herself that they simply didn’t know mama like she did, that they were just misunderstanding things, that after mama got her way all this could be resolved and… Hana shoo’d away the more inappropriate thoughts. Still, this misunderstanding could be resolved so easily, yet they refuse to give mama a chance! To what end were they so bullheaded? A simmering heat found itself in her heart, why did Yuuka make such scathing accusations?! She didn’t miss some of the other sour gazes that were thrown at mama either, each one upset in her in a way that she’d never thought she’d feel directed at the women that treated her so kindly.

Hana kept a lid on it however, a simple thing that she nevertheless took pride in; it was something her mother could never do. There was one thing she couldn’t keep a lid on truth be told, her embarrassment.


It just so happened that Hana had a weakness: being the center of attention while everyone sang at her. It was why now that she was seated at Alice’s table with a large double decker cake, as wide as Mamizou’s tale, Hana’s face couldn’t help but be flushed red as the syrupy strawberries Alice must have had preserved and tucked away for just such occasions.

The table in front of Hana was stuffed with the cake in the center, cleaned off of other foods and plates stacked up ready to serve everyone. The candles on the cake burned brightly around the decorated words of ‘Happy birthday, Hana!’ written in a jelly like frosting Hana had never seen outside sweet shops before. Around the table was everyone standing around singing that silly tune, at the very least the smiles towards her were genuine. Though she could still feel the tension as besides her stood mama not more than a foot away, she could practically feel the eyes avert their gaze from mama to focus on her.

"And so, with prep work and with this, this, and this cheat item," Sagume points at 'cheat items' in the blackboard. "Then I'm 101% sure Yukari could beat Goku pre-Tournament of Power." She looks at Doremy for input. The master of dreams has long cocooned herself—around three hours ago into the essay—, her arms wrapped around her knees and head between her thighs, sake bottles surrounding her like a fairy circle. Sagume simply smiles. "But I'm not done yet! Now let's consider Ultra Instinct." Doremy weeps, lowly.

last time on the HSE:
>Anon is haunted… by China!
>Hana almost has a breakdown in her way to Alice's house about her many sins. Turns out it's her BIRTHDAY PARTY! Yippie!
>Reimu learns from the therapy cat how to knit just so she can make Hana a present! So cute… Proceeds to beat Goro and Seija in the middle of the village and make them pay for her diner and the wrapping of the gift. Not nearly as bad as getting punched by Yuuka, but at least she comes out of that with someone else 'trusting' her.
>Yukari forces Ran into commiting a terrible sin: dressing up people in funny uniforms. Horrendous.
>Aya gets mind harrassed by Hatate, but she doesn't know that, so it's not harrassment. Her wardrobe explodes, too. Apparently it's intended design by Eirin's part that, when her pills expire, they just go 'BOOM!'. I pity many Gensokyans. Without the pill to dilute the effects of the HSE's incese, Aya decides to not go visit—heh, yeah, sure. She goes to Anon even though she knows the incense probably will fuck her mind, but she trusts the power of love that it won't! Anyway, her mind gets fucked immediately.
>Goro and Seija almost get sexed by the turtle if Son Biten hadn't come in clutch; they then go beat a poor fairy and then meet her two mothers. One plays dress up with Seija, the other grooms Goro into accepting to fuck the moon so she can go and fuck it even harder—with such descriptions, names are unecessary—, they then accidentally go talk to Doremy, get a 12 hours video essay about power scaling by Sagume, get tricked by her hacks into not telling Yukari some important stuff. Get bonked by Reimu, dressed by Ran, tested by Chen and a mission from Yukari to deliver a cease-or-desist to the Myouren. That'll certainly work;
>Suzu is tired. The jobber squad is overworking her, Keine and her jobbabies—and the whole revolution thing—and her own family are mentally straining her. Mamizou comes and slamdunk another responsability onto her shoulders, then leaves. Poor Suzu…
>Yachie almost commits a terrible mistake after hearing Seija and Goro, Son Biten saves her from ultra embarrassment. Very gud, Biten;
>Mima meets Reimu, calls Yuuka. She and Reimu talk a bit about Reimu's change and Mima is at least interested to hear Reimu, then Yuuka comes and almost punches Reimu's jaw off;
>Keine teaches her babies how to fly, then goes to rub on Mystia's face their accomplishments. Instead of resolution gains moral dilemmas and, after hearing her story, promises to help the next generation of youkai jobabies by changing the Human Village. Mystia turns into a sort of ally;
>Tewi takes an entire army to fuck Anon. If they weren't mostly nurses he'd be dead by now. Pranks Reisen into getting some confidential information, all with the purpose of getting Anon into his family and thus attract Hana, since she knows about Hana's sin kink and hots for her father;
>Turns out Patchy messing with the barrier killed her and Meiling, but not entirely. Their spirits were splitted in two and, in desperation, spirit!Patchy linked their souls to the Shrine's Barrier. Now they live there, invisible and intangible, though able to interact with the immaterial essence of day to day things. Must be a nightmare;
>Rikako nerds over magic, then her lewd robot maid shows her pics of Yuuka's panties and some info about Hana's party. She's late for it;
>GET IN BOYS, ANOTHER FAIRY WARS STARTED!!


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Hana's birthday party where nothing goes wrong edition
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This thread is for the spinoffs of the spinoffs of a fan work, read below to catch up.
OG work here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43718466/chapters/109935363
Read Hana's story here:
>“Hana Hakurei is the daughter of Reimu Hakurei and her husband, Anon. As the future protector of Gensokyo, Hana was never going to have a normal life, but it was worse than it should have been.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/52050766/chapters/131634781
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previous thread: >>45442364

So for the birthday arc Hana is already heading over as Alicefag wrote and all the other hags are mostly set up from I understand?
If thats the case I won't worry about shoving out a fluffy story with Hana and her moms and I'll just focus on her training arc a bit. or maybe some fluff.

She's practically set for the finale aside from her relationship with the hags, i'm looking forward to seeing if she'll return to having guilty threesomes with Yukari and Kasen or if her moms will accept her and shelter her from Yukari's lewd plans. I'm also looking forward to seeing how Alice/mimafag handles Hana after so much has happened. Ideally it'd be left a bit vauge, the plan was to have it so others can use Hana as they see fit and write her in or out of whatever ending they please

>>45411995
we'll bury you with the highest honor in autism, soldier. You deserved it.
>picture
damn, the AI got even the brooch right, and this shit is a 39x39… these things are potent.
cool gen I guess that's the term?, powerlevelanon!