#Priority RP Tracker Addition

[fightingthetides]

Continued from: [x] @unladielike

Mizumachi was an early riser, or a ‘morning person’ as many people would term it. He was always so full of energy, no doubt from the way he was an athlete who played high-energy sports. He needed something to burn off that excess energy that he had!

Always a social butterfly, he enjoyed being around people, especially those that he regarded as a friend (the bar isn’t that high for a guy like him), so he was excited to recognize Vivian in the morning. He gave her a big hug, much to her surprise. She didn’t get mad at him, and she didn’t push him away, so that’s a plus! This only means she’ll accept hugs in the future as well! That’s great!

“Hah? Can you sleep while standing?”

Horses can do that, but Vivian is no horse. He thinks about it for a moment, and a lightbulb goes off. With a grin, he crouches slightly, hooks an arm behind her knees and SCOOPS her up!

“Bet it’d be easier to sleep if you were carried. Mhaa~ Now you’re really at risk, haha!”

He’s being a silly jock, feel free to smack him. He might learn his lesson then. No promises.

[queenharumiura]

Continued from: [x] || @ukigumos

Haru had visited the others and she thought to check in on how the bir- a certain prefect who owned many birds was doing. Her main reason for visiting the office wasn’t to see the birds, no sir. It was to feed them and coddle them.

It seemed she came in at the right time considering she was told to keep the little ones entertained. “Hahi? Ah… yes. Sleep well, Hibari-san.” She mentally sheds a tear. She was going to drop off a few treats for the birds and then go and visit Tsuna-san, but… who knew how long she’d have to birdsit for.

Well, she could probably stick around for a couple of hours before she’d have to go. Haru Miura, the ever busy bean, had places to go. She sits down and watches as all the tiny birds flock over to her. She whispers for them to be quiet before she starts laying out the bird seeds she prepared for them on a towel. That shouldn’t make too much noise to wake him up?

Well, the birds were cute, at least. She can always visit Tsuna-san another day. Another (dramatic) mental sniff.

[magicalheirponsol]

Continued from: [x] @lured-into-wonderland

[✧･ﾟ *♚*･ﾟ✧ ]

Ponsol was quite pleased to see that Nunnally enjoyed the bouquet of flowers that he’d prepared for her. The custom of gifting something a month after valentine’s day was simply a custom that his mother had taught him and his brother from early on and it was something that continued into his adult years. Even if it was a custom that most Euro-centric people weren’t aware of, he would still continue the custom. Who didn’t enjoy surprise gifts, after all?

      ❝Excellent, we can decide on a time in the future. I’m sure you’ll enjoy the sight.❞

While he mostly didn’t care for others apart from how useful they could be for networking purposes, he’d always had a great care for plants. If one were to ask him if he thought his plants or humanity was more important, he’d easily answer with his plants. They were his companions and his confidants. They respond well to his care and they gave him a sense of fulfillment to see that they were growing so well under his care. Well, it wasn’t as though he alone tended to them all. He did hire specialists to help him manage all the plants in the greenhouse.

Still, he was the one who planted the seeds, designed their care routine, and also decide where to plant everything to fit his aesthetic vision. On the topic of bringing her painting supplies or drawing his flowers, he nods in response. He too has taken the time to make art of his flowers, so he wouldn’t be surprised if she were to be struck with inspiration upon gazing upon them and wish to draw them for herself. He had a green thumb, he was intelligent, he was charismatic, of good lineage, handsome, artistic, and so much more. Truly, he was that grand of a specimen if he could say so himself.

(Well there was one person who did exceed him in certain aspects, but he wouldn’t dwell on that for long.)

      ❝I do enjoy many flowers, but I do have a strong preference for Jasmines. I also like the cute flowers that bloom from the common spider plant. That one, I raise in my home. Her name is Matilda.❞

It was very rare for anyone to come to ‘meet’ Matilda as Ponsol was quite protective of that plant in particular. Even his elder brother was usually met with a stare of scrutiny if he wished to see the plant.

      ❝Oh? I’m honored by the invitation, I would very much enjoy to see what you’ve created to show in an art exhibition. I do dabble in some art myself.❞

Charity events were also a good way to make more connections with other people, so he would be remiss to miss out on such a chance. Seeing her style of art was also an interesting way of trying to understand her better. Did she have a more simplistic style? Complex? Did she make art more with feeling, or did she prioritize mastery of craft? Perhaps she was abstract? There was much one could extrapolate from how they go about making art.

[queenharumiura]

"Agreed~ Haru thinks it's the perfect weather for picnics or reading a book at the bench." That's what she liked to do, anyways. "What do you like to do?"

Closed spring starter for @queenharumiura!

"You know, it's kind of nice to go to the park during spring - not so many people here and it's not too hot and stuffy just yet. Don't you think so?"

[fightingthetides]

Continued from: [x] @ukigumos

A wry smile graces his features and he laughs a little bit, though there isn’t any of that characteristic lightness to his tone. He may be smiling, and his laugh may suggest otherwise to any random passerby, but a single look into his eyes would reveal how beneath that calm façade was a torrential downpour of something dangerous.

Yamamoto was normally respectful of the boundaries of others, and willing to comply to their wants, but even he had his moments when he’d put his foot down stubbornly to state his case. Water, takes the shape of whatever containment it’s in, but given the right conditions, water can burst out and take whatever shape it wants.

“Let’s get you somewhere safe first.”

There was no room for negotiations. Hibari could fight him or lash out all he wanted, but Yamamoto wasn’t going to budge once he’s made up his mind. The Rain guardian was upset, and his patience to keep his friendly and easy going demeanor was dwindling. His usual behavior was great for team-centric circles, but there is a time and place for everything.

As much as he wanted to hunt down whoever had done this to Hibari, without the enemy in sight, his priority instantly shifted to making sure Hibari was okay. Concern came to the forefront, just barely masking the rage bubbling underneath the calm surface. He leads the way to a safe spot so they could assess the damage.

[queenharumiura]

Continued from: [x] || @musessinabag

“Heheh~ That’s right, Haru has pretty good eyes~,” they helped her see whenever Lambo-chan was being bullied, or they helped her find a delicious cake that was begging to be eaten.

“Haru saw you up here all alone, so she was wondering if you were okay. Lost in your thoughts?” It was somewhat rare to see Yamamoto all alone away from the others or his teammates, so it struck her as unusual… unless there is a Hibari hidden somewhere?

[fightingthetides]

Continued from: [x] || @vipermirage

Fon was happy that to see that they accepted the food, waiting in anticipation in hopes that they enjoyed the food as well. He's tried these bento before and liked them, so he hoped that Viper would feel the same way.

"You must be very busy to not have taken a break to eat yet." Fon was concerned that Viper wasn't taking good care of themself. It just takes one skipped meal to slowly turn into having one or two meals daily... and then what some people have been calling 'having girl dinner'. That couldn't be healthy for anyone in the long run.

Out of respect for Viper's privacy and work, he didn't ask too many questions or attempt to sneak a glance at whatever they were working on. Who knows if they'd be charged a hefty fee for sneaking a peak?

[fangsofdestruction]

The Demon would be lame and walking up to deaths doors if he couldn't notice the way that Kikyo had been staring at him, admiring his feathers. To say he could feel her gaze may sound exaggerated to some, and that was entirely because they could only ponder within human limitations.

Wishing to allow her to stare to her hearts content, he didn't make a move to alert her. Instead, he kept his eyes closed, keeping his breathing slow and leveled- the airs of being peacefully asleep in her presence. That was an honor not many had the privilege to boast of.

In truth, it was only fair to allow his beloved to admire his features when he too has done the same when she fell asleep by his side. He admired her soft, fragile skin, free of scars- like a free canvas for him to turn red by a simple smirk.

His beloved is quite cute, you see.

Kikyou could not help but smile, dark hues a molten brown as they gazed at him affectionately. She was not one to stare needlessly or at anyone for a particular length of time..but he was special.

Not to mention, things were different. Kikyou could permit herself to freely love and be loved without the burden of [much] duties and responsibilities like her former life.

Why couldn't she admire and love her beloved quietly? Was it such a crime?"

Her heart was full and the scars on her soul were healing. And it was thanks to her dearest..Sesshomaru.

@fangsofdestruction

[queenharumiura]

Closed starter for @lostusagis || Kagura

Odd happenings were almost common place in common day Namimori, so having something like animals escaping the zoo, a mountain God awakening from it's slumber, or having an actual sighting of a Tsuchinoko wasn't going to phase her anymore.

However, this was different. She only remembers hearing an explosion of some sort and opening her eyes to-- actually, she didn't know what she was looking at. Was this a futuristic Japan or something?

One look at the... aliens(?) told her that there was more to her current situation than she had the mental power to deduce.

Looking around, she wasn't sure who to reach out to for answers... much less help. For starters... "Hello? Can anyone help me?" She says in Japanese, hoping wherever this was, they could understand her.

[fightingthetides]

Continued from: [x] @vipermirage

“Huu…” Fon sighs, “If not listening to me is the best you can care for yourself, I’m curious to see how much worse you can get.” He is referring to the fact he hadn’t seen Mammon in some time and they’re already in this state. Fon starts doubting that Mammon can sustain a decent life without having someone to check up on them every once in a while.

“Why don’t you put everything away, get washed up and then go to bed properly? You can vent at me if that helps alleviate your stresses.” A sacrifice a wise and patient person is willing to make for the sake of others. Perhaps if it were anyone else, they’d appreciate his concern, but—this may not be the case here with Mammon.

[queenharumiura]

From starter call: [x] || @astrxthesiai Muse: Sarina

Haru was sitting in a chair as she read over some paperwork detailing some information about an upcoming mission that she'd be assigned to. Though it's slated as being an easier mission, it couldn't be that simple being that it was for the Varia.

She knew that being a newer officer, they would still assign other people along with her on the mission as a way to ensure that she performs well. (She suspects it could also be a way to determining whether or not any new comers were a risk of being a spy at all)

Someone walks into the room, and when Haru looks up-

"Oh, hello." Wasn't this the other person who was written to be assigned on this mission with her soon? Did she come by to talk? No, maybe it was that she came around to get something to eat, this was the mess hall, after all.

[queenharumiura]

Haru liked to be around her friends, and she always worried about how all the kids were doing. Was Lambo up to no good? Was he getting bullied? There were many reasons why she continued to stop by the Sawada household as often as she did- even if she no longer held any romantic affections for him.

Oh~ so that's what it was! Here she thought that she had the date wrong and this was some sweet form of indirectly going, 'you fucked up on my birthdate, idiot'. This was a lot nicer. "Thank you, I'll enjoy it."

She accepts the cake and tilts her head in confusion. "Do you not want me to celebrate it next year? I'm sorry if I made it awkward for you yesterday." A tiny quirk of hers was that if she drops the third person speak, then she was being serious and not laidback. She didn't smell the scent of the nioi-bukuro at the moment, so she didn't have the confidence to ask if he liked the gifts or not. (Thanking for them is different from actually liking them, after all.)

"Do you-- maybe want to go get a bite to eat and talk? I have free time now." The cake can always wait.

Moved from HERE @queenharumiura

Outside of Tsuna's, of course that's where he'd find her. He knew Haru cared a lot about her friends but there was still that little hint of jealousy he got when she would go on and on about Tsuna. However, he hoped he'd be able to grab her attention today at least for a little bit.

The Mochi she'd given him on his birthday was wonderful and he wanted to treat her to something too. Considering yesterday was a bad day for him, full of memories he didn't want to discuss, he owed this to her to make up for his grouchy mood.

"Yes, there's a reason I brought you a cake, Haru. I wanted to make it up to you because I was in a bad mood yesterday when you brought my gift over. My birthday's not a day I usually like to celebrate but we can talk about that later. This is for you, I know you like sweets sometimes."

Had he just used her name? Was he being nice to her? Was he getting sick? Who knows.

[fightingthetides]

Closed starter for @intoendlessdreams

"You're telling me you want to try enlisting the help of that girl?"

They've been observing her for a couple of days now, and Pino has seen her clumsy streak multiple times already. Was she really as talented as Ravein was insisting she was?

Supposedly, from what the reticent ex-assassin was saying, she may have been looking into a similar case to what they were looking into. The mystery behind what happened between Pino's parents.

From his intel, he knew that she was clumsy, but he didn't think it was quite this... bad. He was sure that she was the one, but he was starting to have doubts.

[Very smart]

"Whatever you say, Rav. I'll trust you."

They watched as she tripped again. Um;;;;;;;;

Pino takes the lead and he jumps down from the building they were perched on to descend next to Iona. Ravein flips a page in his notebook and presents it to her.

[Iona Adler]

"That's your name, right?"

[queenharumiura]

Closed started for @shnebrght

“Hahi? Oh! Onii-san!” Haru waved her hands enthusiastically, greeting the elder brother of one of her best friends. “Hello down there!” Haru perched up in a tree when she noticed Ryohei walking by. What was Haru doing up a tree you ask? Huhu… that’s a good question! A very good question, indeed. You see…

Haru’s stuck.

In her arms was a frightened cat. “Haru wanted to help this poor thing that got stuck up a tree and she climbed up to get it. The problem is… Haru can’t climb back down.” She didn’t think this through when she started climbing up the tree. She couldn’t jump down, because she was too far up for that. Climb down with one arm? The cat would panic and start climbing all over her if she’s not holding on with both hands. See? Stuck

“Can you lend Haru a hand please?”

[fightingthetides]

@whiskeysmulti { ☁️ }

《𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓔𝓵𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓒𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭》

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The Cloud Guardian rolls his eyes, not intending to spare Gokudera any of his feelings should he feel offended by the act. The aloof Cloud was hardly the one to be considerate of anyone else’s feelings- much less if they were in the perceived wrong.

As the saying goes, ‘old habits die hard,’ and this one had one hell of a habit. Having taken in the yellow avians under his wing, they’d been repurposed to patrolling the streets of Namimori, serving as Hibari’s eyes and ears. An hour prior, he’d been alerted to a certain resident bomber getting involved in an altercation of sorts and would be in need of assistance.

With the intricate network of yellow avians answering to Hibari’s beck and call, the effort exerted in locating the bomber who had since relocated himself from the initial site of the alert being made was minimal. The coast was clear and Hibari looked down at the injured right hand of the pesky Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Loathe as he may be to associate himself with the lot, the fact remained thus: He was one of them. Whatever reason Gokudera had for getting into a fight was of little concern to the man at current. The truth would come to light in due time as a yellow bird had been tailing some of the runaway assailants who managed to run away. The others who had fell to Gokudera’s attacks were whisked away by Kusakabe.

【Best find the answer soon.】

Taking hold of Gokudera’s arm, he hoists the injured guardian to his feet. Albeit a bit rough, Hibari wasn’t one to be overly accommodating. From his initial visual assessment, Gokudera would be fine. A bit battered, but that was nothing the silverette couldn’t handle.

【Every injury you sustain, remember who would be concerned.】

Everyone within the Vongola would be concerned to know that Gokudera had been injured in battle. Though the reasonings may vary somewhat from person to person, the fact remained that his pain would be a cause of worry for the Vongola 10th generation. One could only imagine how the usually tame and complacent ‘herbivore’ would bare his fangs upon receiving the report.

An aggravated sigh.

【Be considerate of those who must console your girlfriend should the worst happen to you.】

Another jerk of the arm as Hibari starts escorting Gokudera to seek medical attention. Admittedly, he may be treating Gokudera rougher than necessary as he’s irritated. No one enjoyed to see their friends hurt, and in his eyes, Gokudera was doing just that each time he was reckless and Hibari was often the one tasked with breaking the news to her. He was normally the one who had to face the brunt of her panic and hurt.

[fightingthetides]

《𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓔𝓵𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓒𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭》

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Hibari thrived in being allowed to do as he pleased, to act upon his own whims according to his fickle desires- which was why being the Cloud guardian was so well suited for him. Like the clouds in the skies, he could not be tethered to just one place, always needing the freedom of roaming wherever he pleased. The thing about clouds was that they could be found almost anywhere in the sky, and that was just like himself, making his presence known wherever he wished to be spotted.

As the free spirit he was, he was often a sight for sore eyes in more than one way, and more than not, his whereabouts was a quandary for anyone. Kusakabe was always given strict directives on how to address such inquiries dependent on WHO was asking the question. His current move was one that was supposed to be secretive, but only a number of people were allowed to be privy to such information: one of which being the ‘boss’.

Hibari Kyouya, like a housecat who had escaped from home, enjoying the sense of freedom, was then accosted by his ‘owner’. Perhaps, the word was lacking, but that’s how it felt for him.

Steely gray eyes flickered to the brooch she was wearing. She had found the box in the corner of the bag and she deemed it worthy of her tastes to don with her ensemble. It suited her, just as he’d imagined it would.

With his warm tea in hand, he joins her without a word. He need not ask for permission to accompany her, as they both knew that he didn’t care for such formalities and she had no other recourse but to accept it- not that it was very hard.

【Why are you here?】

Straight to the point, as always.

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓

This is just my random idea for Hibari @fightingthetides

On the terrace of a Florentine café, where the scent of freshly roasted coffee mingled with the fragrance of blooming orange trees, Tsuna sat. Her white dress perfectly complemented her calm aura, and the pinned brooch with its subtle sheen added a touch of detail so characteristic of her style. Yet, the brooch wasn't merely an accessory—it was a gift.

She caught movement at the edge of her vision but didn't react immediately. Measured, deliberate footsteps stopped beside her table. Without lifting her gaze, she already knew who it was. That quiet presence, always like a shadow, surrounding her.

Perhaps he was surprised to see her there…

Tsuna finally raised her eyes. Amber met steely gray. She saw as his gaze briefly flickered to the brooch—just for a moment. The faint glimmer in his eyes betrayed that he had noticed. She didn’t speak, though. Instead, she let a soft smile play on her lips, as if it could say everything that needed to be said.

Words weren't necessary. Tsuna knew he didn't expect thanks, and she was certain he wouldn't have accepted them anyway. In his world, there was no place for exaggerated courtesies.

Her sources had told her he would be in Italy for a few days. It had been months since they last saw each other, even when she had been in Japan. And so, she found the time to see him, even if only briefly. This was how she was showing her favour and respect for him—silently. Just as he did, in the form of a box sent anonymously at the bottom of a package from Haru.