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Haru didn’t miss his mumbled words, “Haru doesn’t know if you’re being sarcastic or not, but you’re exaggerating. Haru is just an average person.” She set down the snacks and offered him some warm, calming tea. She watches how Uri was curled up in Gokudera’s lap, purring contentedly. This image brings a smile onto her face to see the feline so happy that her owner is back. She sits down in her seat and starts sipping her tea.

Haru went quiet for a moment, reflecting on what he meant. She didn’t really recall doing much to help him realize anything… but she can remember confessing to him a while ago. It was something she regretted doing, because she felt like she was the reason for the breakup of her two friends. She couldn’t recall exactly when she started having feelings for him, but when she realized, she confessed because she wanted him to reject her so she could promptly package up her feelings and move on. She never expected for Gokudera and Yamamoto to break up shortly afterwards.

It was her fault, wasn't it?

A sigh. “Haru's sorry to hear it didn't work out, but hopefully you both got closure." She picks up a cookie and starts eating it. The guilted feelings were starting to eat away at her. "Haru just hopes you both can be happy." She worries about how they're going to work together as guardians with them being ex's.

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Haru started looking around and noticed that most of the antiques seemed to come from abroad. Not many items were of Asian origin, which was fascinating to her. It certainly would garner the attention of locals who had an interest in Western culture. There were a lot of interesting items, but there did seem to be a few things that caught her eye.

After looking around for a while, Haru finally asks, "have you found anything interesting, Tsuna-san?" She asks as she picks up a handkerchief. It was embroidered with some pretty flowers. 'How pretty, the craftsmanship is beautiful.'

At this, the shopkeep comes out and notices them, "repeat customers, welcome back. Found anything of interest?"

For a moment that Tsuna was afraid that they were lost while trying to find that antique shop. He sighed in relieve when they finally found the shop.

Tsuna didn't like the idea of sneaking around other things without their permission but this might be the only chance for them to look around He nodded. "Alright. I look this way," Tsuna pointed his hand in one direction. "You can search the other area Haru." Tsuna eye glance over anything that may catch his interest as he begin looking around

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Haru quietly smiled, hoping that everything ended well like he said, but it was so hard to have faith when Tsuna had already died. Sometimes, she still felt like he would suddenly return saying something like, ‘I couldn’t rest in the afterlife when my friends were struggling, so they sent me back.’ However, reality was harsh and he wasn’t coming back, and everyone had to work even harder to try to protect their friends and family.

It wouldn’t be helpful at all to be pessimistic, and she didn’t want her husband to think she doubted him. “I’m sure you’ll resolve everything like you always do. You always see your tasks to the end.” Wanting to stay positive, “once everything is over, we can go back to our lives and live together peacefully again.” Well, as peaceful as it can be aside from the small squabbles they’d have every now and again.

“Hm? I remember, you’ll be changing the emoji and there is a back up contact person to ensure that Haru doesn’t get tricked by someone and get lured out.” She confirms that she’s understood the protocol with the coded messages. It made her nervous to know that the situation was so serious that it required the use of coded messages and even a code phrase to tell her that something that happened to him. She bit her lower lip out of anxiety. They did talk about this earlier, but he added on another catch phrase for her to know that he was still fine- just busy.

She assumes it’s because he thought about it some more and revised his plan. “Don’t forget that you promised to take care of yourself the best you can even if I’m not around to nag you to rest or eat.” She’s only willingly going into hiding like you asked because you assured her that you’d do your best to stay healthy. She’s reminding him of that fact. ‘Hopefully Kyoko-chan will have similar protocols in place with her brother so that they both know the other is safe.’

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Moved from: [x] || @thehandworld

At the very least, she could be happy that he accepted the cookies. Her eyes narrow when he calls her aho-onna as per usual. Normally, she would’ve retorted right away, but she didn’t this time. Maybe she agreed with it, or maybe she just didn’t have the energy to do so.

Haru understood that she had her own talents, but were those talents of any use to anyone but herself? She felt at odds because of the fact she couldn’t do much for the others. She chose not to argue against that point, because she could tell that he was trying to console her or reassure her of something. Ultimately, she always put others above herself, and she didn’t want to make him feel upset over having spoken his thoughts and she refuted it.

A gentle smile, “Thank you, Gokudera. Haru needed to hear that.” It was very rare that Haru was willing to be vulnerable with someone and burden them with her thoughts, so she was relieved to hear that he didn’t feel negatively towards her. She can remember a comment that Bianchi made once, that the guys didn’t want the girls to learn about what was going on with Byakuran because they wanted the girls to remain innocent and pure. Almost like a symbol of what to return back home to. Haru personally did not like being uninformed, and much less feeling like she had to stay innocent… but if that’s what helped him return…

“So that’s the reasoning behind the star-related gifts? Haru had always thought it was because you liked astrology or something.” Well, the north star was always used to help guide people, right? “If not me, the others would always help guide you back.” He could rely on others aside from her.

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Haru's 2024 Vday Delivery

((Hello! It's an annual tradition for this blog (cept for that one gap year shhhh) where I like to be festive for Valentine's Day! I write out drabbles of what kind of gift Haru would give your muse for the holiday. For those who write with her incarnation for the Primo gen verse, yes, Fiore can also be requested.

If you would like a gift from Haru, do the following:

Like this post

Reply to this post detailing out specific requests (ie your muse(s) if you are a mult, au, etc)

In Japanese fashion, gifts can be Giri, Tomo, or Honmei, so anyone is free to participate. It’s mostly a way to spread cheer and thanks. Haru will give gifts based on how she perceives closeness with your muse. You are very free to send in more than one request. Just decimate my fingers! (In case it’s a worry, female muses are 1000% welcome to request as well)

So with that, like/reply away! I look forward to writing stuff for people! There is NO cap, so you can absolutely try to send my fingers to an early grave. I enjoy the writing pains. Remember to specify verse/timeline if it's important!

-Neo))

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She was going to take it that it meant that she’d be allowed to borrow the kitchen and make food if she wanted to… assuming her name wasn’t Bianchi, which last time she checked- it wasn’t. Remembering about Bianchi’s poison cooking, she could understand wanting to keep her out of it, but she could also understand why it was ‘try to keep out’ and not ‘ban from the kitchen’.

“Anyone who would try to ban Onee-san from the kitchen would probably wake up in heaven.” Cooking was both her love-language and her hate-language. “She told me a little bit about you beforehand. She stays with the Vongola because of Reborn-chan.” Maybe it’s because of her closeness with Reborn that she knew about the agreement she had with Gokudera, or maybe it was a different reason entirely.

Bianchi had nice things to say about her brother, and had at one point spoken about how she felt apologetic to him, but she didn’t want to be the next heir to the famiglia just because of blood. Given how the two siblings had different last names… Haru could put two and two together.

“Would you be open to trying something Haru cooked, or is that something Haru would have to unlock with girlfriend level 3?” Nothing was worse than if you cooked for someone and they didn’t appreciate or even eat the food. Just like with Bianchi, cooking was one of Haru’s love languages.

He tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, it was getting longer and harder to deal with. But with Gokudera a lot of things were harder to deal with in general. Like the fact he had to prove himself in the underground due to being illegitimate. He had plenty of enemies out there but none that didn't deserve their rightful place on his list.

He was relieved that she'd try to be patient with him. However there was something he needed to address. When she brought up being barred from the kitchen, there was a slight issue. There was someone in the family who he wished greatly was barred from it. While deep down Gokudera knew his sister didn't mean any harm, her poison cooking wasn't something he could handle.

"The only one we try to keep out of the kitchen is my sister."

He wouldn't speak any more on the matter unless Haru asked.

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❛ here, you look like you're freezing. ❜- from yamamoto

Taken from meme: [x] ||Accepting|| @arealmunited

Haru felt a shiver run down her spine when a cold breeze brushed past her cheeks and along her neck. She had somehow misplaced her scarf earlier that day, so her neck was open for the cold elements to torment her with.

That’s when Yamamoto arrived and held out a scarf, citing that she looked like she was freezing. She usually prided herself on the fact that she normally ran on the warmer side, so she could keep herself warm… but that was simply not the case today.

With a shaky hand, she reaches out for the scarf and she wraps it around her neck, letting the scarf protect her from the wind chill so she could retain her body heat. “T-thank you.” She says as her teeth chatters from the cold. “Do-do you want a ha-hand warmer?” She asks as she fishes one out from her pocket. She carried a bunch during this time of the year.

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❛  just let me take care of you for a bit.  ❜ (from Gokudera)

Taken from meme: [x] ||Accepting|| @whiskeysmulti

“I’m fine, I don’t need the help.” Haru huffs, avoiding any and all eye contact with Gokudera. “I can deal with it myself, don’t worry about me.” The way the tips of her ears have gone red, and the sulking tone in her voice, it was clear that she wasn’t mad at him. She was embarrassed, however.

What was Haru doing before this, you ask? She was practicing gymnastics in her own time, practicing different ball catches. Sometimes, she liked to walk around with the hoop and have it twirling around her arm as she walked home from after school activities, and other days she’d play with the ball, practicing catches in the park before she went home.

Haru wasn’t expecting for someone to call out to her, surprise her so she misses the catch and the ball bounces off her foot and hits her on the head. After the ball hit her head, she unceremoniously drops to the ground-- quite dramatically, she'll have you know. That is why Haru is currently laying on the ground, trying to become one with the grass. Don’t look at her, don’t perceive her, don’t talk to her. She’s dreadfully embarrassed. That may have been why Gokudera was worried, but really, it was just her being dramatic as always.

“The only thing injured is my ego.” The ball bouncing off her foot before hitting her head softened the force of impact, so there wasn’t much to worry about. Just let her lay here to become one with the dirt. Nothing to see here. "I'm normally better than this. I only got distracted..." She mumbles.

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Haru, what are your thoughts on Reborn and Tsuna’s relationship?

[Unprompted ask]

"What is there to think?" She wasn't sure what the question was really asking for. "Well, I suppose it is a bit peculiar to have a young child being your tutor." She nods her head in understanding, but there were some really intelligent people out there! According to what her father had to say, Reborn-chan was a genius.

As a fellow costume enthusiast, she could tell that Reborn was an individual of many talents.

"They have a lot of trust in each other and as much as Tsuna-san likes to whine about Reborn-chan's antics, he always goes along with it and ends up having a fun time anyways. He trusts that whatever it is that Reborn has him do, there is a reason for it.

"You could say that they almost have like a father and son kind of relationship- which is pretty common for a lot of mentors and disciples." You see that in a lot of those old kungfu movies and the like. Your master is like a secondary father to you. "Haru does feel it may be a bit rude of her to say, considering that Tsuna-san's father is still alive."

He's been coming around more often as of late, but with him being away so often, it's like he doesn't exist to begin with. Well, it's not exactly his fault though, he is a busy man.

"Reborn-chan is always trying to get Tsuna-san to cave and become the next boss of the Vongola while Tsuna-san continues to fight against it. I don't know how things will pan out, but that's not Haru's business." Regardless, she'll support her friends the best she can.

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Haru was adjusting her hair, trying to fix it, "It's fine. It's not hard to fix."

"Haru is still curious though. Why do you eat hearts? What benefit is there for you? Is it lifespan?" She's the ever curious bean and she wanted answers- if he'd be willing to provide them. That's the thing with the studious types- they wanted to know things.

"Sorry," he said softly, returning his hand to his side.

Calcifer was caught off guard by this comment, considering how he treated her mere moments ago.

It made his chest flutter, but he felt a little bad.

"Thanks..."

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[ gift ] sender giving receiver a small gift

Taken from meme: [x] ||Accepting|| @ladysasagawa

“Kyoko-chan~” Haru waves a hand energetically as she flags her friend down. She’s cradling a small box under her other arm. It wasn’t a secret to anyone that Haru was a creative person and she usually channeled her creativity into food, costume making, or smaller projects for fun. She recently took to making scrunchies for fun because she found some fun patterns online. Kyoko made a comment about how cute one of them was and Haru had lodged the comment into the back of her mind for future use.

Something about her friend always reminded her of sunflowers. Maybe it was her brilliant smile, or her seemingly undying optimism. “Look! I’ve made some scrunchies for you too! This one works best for a bun so the bun looks like the center-part of a sunflower. If you make two small pig-tail buns you could have two cute sunflowers on your head.” That’s why she crocheted two of them. “This pattern showed Haru how to knit flower decorations that you can attach to any scrunchy you want. I went with a plush scrunchy and attached the flowers to it.”

“This is a scrunchy that matches the one you complimented. The fabric is satin and it’s designed to look like a flower. It took a bit for me to find satin that I was happy with. I did find one that looked close to Bamboo grass (sasa笹).” Was this to make reference to the character in her last name? Yes.

It was just a pleasant coincidence that the shade of green paired well with the color of Kyoko's hair. "Haru hopes you like them~"

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"you have such a positive impact on everything around you." (From G @ Fiore from my inbox call)

Taken from meme: [x] ||Accepting|| @whiskeysmulti

“Oh my,” the woman quietly chuckles, “that’s quite the compliment. It’s one that’s too generous for me, but I’m pleased to know that you see me in such a positive light, G.”

“You too, have an impact on those around you. A strong and meaningful impact. I’m sure many feel safer while knowing you and the others are overlooking them, ensuring no great harm comes their way.” She’s been on the receiving end of his help on a number of occasions, so she could only imagine how often others may have benefited from his help over the years. “It may be thankless work, but it’s not one that goes unnoticed.”

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"you have no idea what you’ve done to me." from Gokudera from my inbox call

Taken from meme: [x] ||Accepting|| @whiskeysmulti

‘Haru sure hopes that he doesn’t say that in a negative way…’ She mentally squints her eyes in thought. He couldn’t be complaining or venting at her right now. She hasn’t even started any fights with him (yet) today.

“I might not know what I’ve done to you, but I can if you tell me.” Maybe he brings it up as a segue for her to ask him, so he could tell her. ‘Is this some big brain tsundere tactic to be sentimental but not feeling like it was your idea to be sentimental to begin with?’

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“That’s very true, Haru just has to watch over them and appreciate the time we have now,” a dramatic sigh, “they grow up so fast.” That’s the classic line you hear from adults, isn’t it?

She giggles, “Haru would hope so.” They surely saw her as an older sister figure in their lives and enjoyed playing with her. Of course, she knew well enough that Lambo especially loved playing with the older guys, and she’d never fault him for having favorites. She was happy that he had a lot of role models to look up to. If she could be someone who he could feel comfortable and safe with, that’s all she needed. I-pin usually was the one who stuck around with her and Kyoko. They were cake buddies!

Haru wasn’t really sure about the exact family situation of the kids, but she did hear that I-pin was an orphan. As for Lambo, he had family, but they sent him into Japan all alone without even a guardian to watch over him. The child had gone back to visit home very seldomly, so she knew he had family… but it didn’t really seem like he was that close to them. It must be some weird mafia politics or something.

“Nana-san is really nice, and she just can’t turn away kids who are alone,” truly, a person who was meant to be a mother. She had just the temperament and a generous soul for it.

“Hm…” Haru taps her chin with her finger in thought. It was a shame that he didn’t have any of his old crafts saved, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t start now, right? The last time they met, they made some flower crowns together, so that could be a start of a small collection. “We can start making a collection for you now. It’s never too late to start creating things to enjoy them in your later years. Haru’s sure your mother would also appreciate getting gifts from you.” At least, her parents still enjoyed getting handmade gifts from her, so surely his mother would be the same? “Did you mother like the flower crowns from last time?”

"I think as long as they have people there to encourage 'em, then hopefully their imagination will have room to keep on growing and expanding - maybe some of 'em might naturally lose it a bit, but as long as they've got someone encouraging 'em and not just shutting it down, I think - or I hope, they'll be okay," In his opinion, having someone like a parent or a teacher to either encourage or outright stop growth was crucial - with any luck, most of them would have kind and encouraging figures who would nurture that budding imagination and allow it to grow, but there were some who seemed equally intent on stomping that potential out. "Responsibilities could also be part of it - getting older and having less time," He muses, conceding this with a shrug. "I guess, you really have no way of knowing how it'll turn out, yeah? So better to enjoy it while it lasts,"

Maybe the fleetingness of it was what made it sad - but even so, most things were fleeting anyway.

"I can definitely see why you'd be proud of 'em - they seem like a great batch of kids and I bet they must love you too,"

"Ah, that right...? She definitely seems incredibly kind to be taking in and looking after these kids - I mean, I bet they must be feeling pretty alone - not having their families with 'em so I think it's great that they've got her to look out for 'em and take care of 'em," Luckily, things had never gotten so bad for him that he'd had to separate from his Ma - but if he had, he knew he surely would have been feeling scared and alone - much like how those kids were probably feeling. Having someone like Nana to take care of them and look after them in the meantime probably meant the world to those kids. "I..." He trails off, his gaze now distant and faraway. "...Don't have any of that - must've gotten lost in a movie, I guess," He mutters, his head bowed and his gaze almost shameful. "But...I'm glad you still have some of your old stuff,"

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comforting // miceli & haru , man that's awkward ... there , there .

[Link to meme in ask] ||Accepting|| @voraxiia

Haru flinches away from the hand initially, but that was the extent of her reflexive reaction to someone touching her face. She used to not like being touched ever, but it was probably due in part with how Luca and Ravein were always around her that she got used to having physical contact with others.

That said, she was still pretty sensitive about her face being touched. “Miceli…” she greets with a wary stare. Turning away from him, she continues to wipe at her eyes haphazardly with her sleeve. “If anyone asks, you didn’t see anything.” Didn’t see her crying in a hidden corner somewhere.

She didn’t think that anyone would find her here, but she was proven wrong. Sniffing, “were you looking for me for something?” The crying could always continue later in private. If she was needed for something, that takes precedence over all else.  

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Top of head / " wow , i think you got taller ! " good luck , Luca ...

[Link to meme in ask] ||Accepting|| @voraxiia Top of head: Sibling affection/parental affection

Haru purses her lips and grumbles, grabbing him by the wrist [fear of losing you] and moves his hand away from the top of her head. “Pat your own head.” She won’t say outright that the feeling is mutual. “What else was there?” She glances over the list again. With her hand still wrapped around his wrist, she smacks his fingers (friendship/amicable) with her free hand. “I didn’t get taller, I’m just wearing boots with a higher heel than usual.”

You know what? Perfect set up for the other one. She pokes his bicep (Aggravation/Irritation/"You are an idiot.")

“If you steal my sweets again…” She lightly kicks one of his calves (“I will cause you pain”).