#nono hana

A couple of cure sketches

[Photoset - First image is of George sitting alone in the ruined Criasu Corp building. Second image is of Cure Yell approaching him, looking worried.]

[Text - (609): The only words we could get out of him as he stared catatonically into space were “Everyone I know and love is dead”]

[Photoset - First image is Hana waving pom-poms. Second image is a closeup on George with his hair over his eyes, expression obscured.]

[Text - (770): Small children cheering my name. I am not a decent enough human being to feel comfortable with this.]

[Photoset - First image is of George and Hana looking out over a vision of the disastrous, ruined future. Second image is of George looking over at Hana. Third image is a bright vision of adult Hana, in a sundress, with her back to the shot.]

[Text - (775): This is one of those times I wish I had a time machine so I could go back and punch myself in the face to make me realize what I need to do before it’s too late]

[Image - George reaching towards Hana, who is wearing a wedding dress.]

[Text - (818): Everything about him screamed your future.]

[Photoset - First image is of Henri looking at his phone. Second image is of the Mirai Pad, with an image of Henri on it. Third image is of Henri sitting and Hana standing at a table, talking and smiling.]

[Text - (512): I taught a straight girl about grindr today. She showed me tinder. It was like some sexual cultural exchange program]

[Image - Hana carrying a happy Hugtan.]

[Text - (408): Come out Saturday. It’s for my lesbian daughter from the future birthday.]

[Photoset - First image is of Hana wincing as she sees the baby versions of her friends crying. Second image is of Miden laughing at her.]

[Text - (541): I’ve only been here for an hour and I’ve already made 6 babies cry.]
[Text - (1-541): Happy Birthday]

[Photoset - First image is of an exhausted Hana carrying baby versions of Ange, Ma Cherie, and Étoile. Second image is of Nagisa and Hana trying desperately to stop multiple baby cures from crying.]

[Text - (916): God damn. I’m really starting to resent babies. They’re everywhere. Like fucking land mines.]