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[herxics]

some reunion, huh ; kido

      If there’s anything she could say, with certainty, that she regretted at this moment, it was that she hadn’t been wearing pants the last time she’d gone to school. Skirts don’t do much to protect your knees, unfortunately.

Pale fingers tightly gripping the stone window sill of a - thankfully - sturdier building, Ayano felt the aftershocks of the earthquake rock through her body as she watched a store further on down the road crumble into a heap of brick, glass, and debris. She hadn’t been in the city for very long, less than a full month, and though she was slowly coming to terms with the fact that no, this wasn’t another “game” that serpent occasionally tried to force her into, she couldn’t definitively say that she was any more content here than she’d been there. Her knees and shins were bruised and, judging by the stinging, a bit cut up, and her ears rang from the cacophony of destruction and screaming. 

      At the very least, she now knew that she probably should’ve stayed inside today.

      The young girl squinted her eyes as she suddenly caught sight of a purple lump across the street, only a little ways away from the rubble of the now-destroyed building. Dust and smoke filled the air, and with the sky and buildings no longer providing any source of light, it was hard to make out what it was. A person, maybe? She couldn’t remember seeing anything that color before the earthquake began - if it was a person, she prayed they were alright. The lack of movement, from what she could see, didn’t bode well. 

      Her legs were about as steady as the ground, but even so, Ayano forced herself up to her feet and took a few shaky steps forward. There was a decent chance that the figure was a person, and it was just as possible that they were injured. She refused to leave someone on their own out here, especially if they were hurt - who knows what else might happen? Cupping her hands around her mouth, Ayano inhaled deeply, and tried to raise her voice over the sounds of destruction echoing through the street.

      “A-Are you alright over there? Can you hear me?”

      @dancapa

[dancapa]

Having been here, coming back, it all felt like a dream. A weird one, one too real for Kido's liking as everything around her began to crumble. No time to catch her breath, to wonder what's been going on, Kido hurried to find shelter somewhere. A safe spot within a city that fell apart no matter where you stepped was difficult to find;, the road was covered in rubble and dust, faint smell of blood and screams coming from a not too far distance made the air heavy, suffocating.

How much time had passed since she left this city? Was she ever gone for good? Why was it Kido couldn't recall anything that happened before some strange force - yet again - threw her into this mess? Though, what was in front of her was on a scale foreign to Kido. Not that she ever wanted fate to be so cruel and give her experiences she’s much rather not have, yet there she was, running from one spot to the other. Unaware of what to do, where to go, where to look for anybody she might know, the girl's emotions got the better of her. Too many questions, fear, her breath running too short - it all washed over her like a wave, her wall - keeping a cool head like the leader she was - unable to protect the shore. 

What followed was another blank. First everything was black, then red, then white, and when Kido came to, there was a voice she believed to be from a realm the girl didn’t want to be part of, yet. Despite the chaotic orchestra of whatever was still going on, the voice and footsteps that approached slowly, carefully, were all Kido could hear. 

Did she die? Was... 

“N... nee-chan?”

Was she seeing ghosts for once? Gosh, how embarrassing. Reunited with her sister after all this time adn Ayano finds Kido on the ground, hurt, causing hersister to worry. With a pained groan Kido got up, forced smile on her face. Her dizziness made everything blurry for a few seconds but she was certain still - Ayano was right in front of her. Well. Alive. In the middle of everything around her falling apart, her hero was right here. 

As soon as that thought finally hit Kido, the girl’s body moved on it’s own, pain forgotten as soon as the other girl was being embraced by her sister. “Nee-chan! I’m... I’m okay! How are you? Are you fine? ... well, as fine as you can be seeing how this is going on.”

[sherlocks]

walks in purple, at dusk film, september 2014

[citta-alveare-deactivated201811]

{Prelude} Mother Lode.

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[kimikakeruboku]

2014

[dancapa]

Now and then people happened to bump into Kido, she was used to it by now (sadly, she’d like to add) however hardly were people in such a hurry as this kid was. Though, calling him a kid might not be totally right, he might’ve been just a few years younger than Kido was. However, the girl was not given much time to dwell on these thoughts after he ran into her with an impact so strong she almost fell over. With a quick apology the boy dashed off once more and Kido was going to mind her business again, but... 

   “Hey! I think you dropped something!” Great, seemed like he was unable to hear, so she had to chase after him.

@huztle

[dancapa]

Kido did her best to avoid trouble at any cost, and yet it still somehow managed to always get to her. Though, in this case trouble was passing her rather quickly in form of a purse-thief, whom she did not manage to catch in time. They bumped into her - not that she blamed them for not seeing her to begin with - and then made off too quickly. 

   “Oi! You over there, quick, catch that guy!!!”

@creationquirk

[wordsnquotes]

I want to be like that. To be sure of myself, to trust myself, to love myself.

Tess Sharpe, Far From You

[dancapa]

Still need to re-follow a lot of people and stuff but for now I’d like to make a small starter call! Please like this post if you’d like to interact with Kido; I’ll cap at three, castmates are excluded from the cap though

[citta-alveare-deactivated201811]

Hello! Upon prior reserve I'd like to re-app Tsubomi Kido from the Kagerou Project series; app can be found on the sidebar or under /application - thanks!

welcome to the hive, tsubomi!

you will be housed in district epsilon.

you will retain everything you received/were given in your previous stay.

enjoy your stay!

– mod oo7

[dancapa]

✖ it only takes a password to join, it's pretty easy. 【indie Tsubomi Kido from Kagerou Project】

INDIE BLOG HERE WE GO - Please follow this one now @Kagepro indie folks! I still gotta finish this one properly, but I’m on the case and am going to (re)-follow everyone. Feel free to keep in touch with this blog, too, though if you like!

[dancapa]

ALRIGHT SO QUICK ANNOUNCEMENT!!! This blog’s probably gonna be part of a group again soon, so I’ll go make a new indie blog which I’ll link as soon as it’s done! I’m really sorry for the inconvenience and having to shift threads, but I’d rather make a new indie blog since I just gotta re-app this one for the group. |D SO OO yeah, like I said once the new blog’s up I’ll re-follow everyone and then reply to threads/starters and make some starters of my own, too! 

[tatatarata]

gently places the ♛ on top of your head and my url too, sup bro

[ ♛ ] send me a url and i’ll tell you the following;

#lovemydanchou

my opinion on;

character in general: after takane my list of fave kp characters kinda blends together & are often fluctuating, but kido always manages to in second or third it feels like. my initial exposure to her was through the manga, and i loved her instantly because literally the first thing she did was fucking obliterate shintaro with her death glare (really hit home, could relate.) you can be sure that i like her for a lot of the same reasons i like takane; she’s strong yet however sensitive, she’s somewhat “masculine” while still retaining a sense of femininity, she could kick my ass and i’d say thanks, etc. lmao. it only rly dawned to me how much i like her was when i watched mca oddly enough b/c (besides the takane eps,) the only time i got teary eyed was the scene between her and her sister. it was so movinghow they play them: i really can’t agree with what feels like a large part of the fandom’s overview of her character; her being this submissive little housewife continually “shuuya-kun”-ing all over the place and how it feels like she’s only used to further kano’s character. to that extent, i fucking love your portrayal of kido b/c she’s anything but. (if not only for the fact that we share the same ship WHISTLES INNOCENTLY) your grip on the character matches my own headcanon and view, and i’m really glad you’ve joined the indie community :’’’’)the mun: SHOULD I HAVE BEEN ASKED A FEW MONTHS AGO i’d’ve been like “oh that one person on my tl who loves kido? ya they legit af aight aight,” and if asked the same thing now i’d probably still say that only in caps lock while screaming and wailing on a personal level…….lmao FO REAL THO i’m really glad i’ve gotten to know you as of late b/c it makes me happy to have a friend so agreeable still soooo invested in the series, especially in the same characters and ships as me (and also…………..disinterested in the same characters and ships as me LMFAOOOO)

do i;

follow them: YES HELLO!!!!rp with them: YEAH!!! teach me to cook danch’want to rp with them: TILL THE END OF TIMEship their character with mine: NEWFOUND BROTP and if i didn’t ship harutaka and kidomomo so passionately, i’d probs consider more.

what is my;

overall opinion: talk dirty to me

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.

[soubyou-blog]

There was something different about Christmas in the city than at home—something different about the city than it was in summer. It wasn’t as if he could forget what it looked like, not after repeating so many walks and trying so many escape routes, but a frosty street was far less hostile than a sweltering one. It couldn’t burn him to a crisp, at the very least. And… somehow, spending time with the people who helped him out of that hell was strangely comforting. It wasn’t as if he could tell his parents about what happened, after all—it wasn’t as if they would believe him. These people, as crazy as they were… well, it was nice to feel a little less crazy, for a little while.

Kido helped—responsible, and apparently trusting of him to boot. “Um…” For a moment, he fights the urge to put one finger in the mix like a child—it’s okay if it’s just to test, right? He sucks on his finger gently, flushed. When he speaks next, he’s mumbling. “Well… I think it’s fine.” He didn’t particularly like things that were too sweet. If he didn’t think it was too strong, it was likely true.

Perhaps because Kido was responsible, he glances up in surprise as she says they’re running short—even Kido, he supposes, slipped up sometimes. Tiptoeing to peer into the packet, he finds he has to concur. “I guess you’re right. I can just go pick some up, if you want.” Kido was more than capable of going along without him, he thinks, and, more importantly… well, would leaving a half-made cake lying around in the kitchen be wise when it came to those people? He gives an exasperated look. “Leaving this stuff with no one to look after it, it’s gonna get eaten… or poisoned.”

[dancapa]

Crazy summer days felt more distant than they actually were, so surreal now Kido had a hard time believing herself what had happened to not only her, but the whole patchwork family. As someone involved and still struggling to grasp it all, outsiders were to believe them even less. Except they were into these kind of things, occult and stuff, but Kido doubted Hibiya's parents to be like that. No more people than those Kido surrounded herself on a daily basis where needed, anyways. Sure, there was comfort in spreading some tales, in talking about what happened since the more she spoke about it, the more it felt real, the more she could come to terms with it all. 

Peaceful moments like the one Kido and Hibiya shared just now, pushed every thought connected to that weird summer aside. Kido hated having to admit, that it was getting hard for her to pass an acceptable judgement on her very own on some days, too accustomed to pandering other people's tastes, her own tastebuds totally out of whack. Luckily, it happened very rarely, yet out of her control, she had only Hibiya to rely on. "Yeah? I'm glad..."

Kido raised a hand to her chin, in thought. Right. Leaving this as it would endanger it, a risk neither of them could take. However, sending Hibiya on an errand when it was her fault they were running short, wasn't an option, either. "Guess we'll have to take it with us", was her next thought, voiced out loud quicker than Kido could take any measures to prevent it from slipping. "I mean, I would love to, but..." The girl trailed off. "I appreciate the offer, but I do not wish to send you out alone, it's my fault, after all, but I'm also worried if I was to leave you behind. Hm." Rubbing her chin, Kido figured they'd have to take a chance. "Guess we'll... try to hide it, then go out both and just pray for luck to be on our side." The progress hasn't been hard, they could remake it no problem, yet...

"If I recall correctly, we own a cool box, so we could use it and hide it somewhere..." This was getting ridiculous, nonetheless Kido couldn't help but wanting to pull through with this.

[asahiyo]

Brows prick up in surprise, and no effort is made to contain the emotion in the outburst that follows. “Eh? Hibiya too?” Out of the names listed, Hiyori’s honed in on the most familiar. Lips twist into a displeased expression of her own, and the grumble that escapes is laden with a note that’s distinctly less thrilled. “So that guy did the same thing, too… ” She can’t remember him ever having mentioned the incident amongst the snippets of his time with the Dan that he had shared; a mental note to question him about it later is neatly tucked away.

In the meantime, there are more pressing issues at hand. “Then — let’s give it a try!” Delighted that the evening seems to have taken a turn for the better ( as much as sitting in polite silence had been peaceful, she’ll have plenty of time to do that back in the dreary countryside ), she’s eager to settle herself down right beside Kido before leaning over to point out several pages. “There’s this one, and this one, and — ah, this one with the braids too, that I thought would look good on you.”

Clearly, Hiyori’s either oblivious to the older girl’s embarrassment or disregarding it in favor of what just has to be a great idea ( given her track record, it’s likely a mixture of both reasons ). The styles in question include twin buns, a single braided bun, and a complicated-looking single braid; it’s only after indicating each in turn that eyes lock on the other’s, sparkling with undeniable enthusiasm. “Which one do you like best?”

[dancapa]

Ah, did she say something wrong? Should she not have brought up Hibiya in that list? Even if it might have kept Hiyori's mood up to avoid mentioning him, it was too late to correct herself anyways. Own brows furrowing, Kido started to realize he might ... have chosen to not tell in order to not make a fool out of himself in front of his crush. Sorry, Hibiya, Kido ruined that for you. She decided to apologize to him later, trying to come up with a way to counter his past mistake with a cool new move of the present. If he was to impress her, she'd surely forget Hibiya ever mistook Kido for a guy and not tease him about it, right? 

Not granted with much time to feel sorry for Hibiya, Kido's focus shifted back to Hiyori, then to the magazine in the younger girl's hands. Slowly taking it's contents in, Kido let out a sigh of defeat. No matter how much she struggled, no reason was sound enough to get her out of this. Besides, there was no real reason to be so opposed to begin with. It was just them making each other's hair, nothing to be so worked up about, nothing to flee from. Defense mechanism may you be damned.

"R... really?" Hiyori getting into the whole idea as much as she did, triggered a small smile to appear on Kido's face. Finally deciding to just toss her dumb feelings of embarrassment aside (Hiyori did not notice them either way), rolling with the whole thing saved her some trouble. Yup, she was slowly allowing herself to get really fond of each of the styles, unable to decide on a favorite asap when asked. "Hm... I like them all, to be frank. It's hard to pick, but I think I'd like a style I usually wouldn't go with because it's too complicated for me, so the braid, maybe?" Posing the question as if directed at Hiyori, was not Kido's intention, though. Tilting her head, however, just made it seem even more so, as she flipped some pages back and forth, ultimately back to the one Hiyori so eagerly pointed at.

"I think a bun, or maybe even two buns would look really adorable on you, Hiyori."

[tatatarata]

There was something odd to the older as well—in being addressed politely (or maybe in the fact that Kido used her real name, and not “Ene.”) Even if she had three years on Kido, she’d always considered her to be in higher stature, what with her being the dan’s leader and all. Regardless of the fact, it didn’t matter to her much either way, she was just relieved as Kido didn’t seem suspicious of her behavior. 

“Ah, right,” she replied, suddenly realizing how odd the title must’ve seemed when coming from her physical mouth. As Ene, she could get away with playful, excessive nicknames such as “Kido-danchou.” To avoid any further awkwardness, she ultimately decided upon, “Kido, then.”

However, doomed to fail miserably at just about everything in her nervousness, she felt her cheeks heat up with the latter statement. Wait, the apron’s bow wasn’t supposed to go in the front? What the hell, how was anyone supposed to guess that. “I-I knew that!” she said less than convincingly, in a mix of pride and frustration as she flipped it around. “I-I was just… seeing if you knew…!” Right. Sure. 

Not giving the subject a chance to linger, she asked, “W-What are we even making anyway?”

[dancapa]

Kido still struggled with how to call Takane, although the older had made a statement of still being fine with "Ene". However it just... it didn't feel right with her, to be honest. They were one and the same, yet at the same time they weren't, and it was weird to address someone with a name you connected with memories of a past you wanted to move on from. Perhaps, without noticing, Kido had slipped into the habit of using Takane's actual name to put what has happened that summer behind them, to just view her as the person she was now, cyber persona never forgotten but not too heavy on her mind.

Sure, she had wondered why exactly Takane had approached her, seeing how rarely they talked, though it was just them being awkward, is all. In fact, Kido was too overjoyed to dare ask any question that might ruin this, throw the both of them into embarrassment hell.

One hand raised to scratch her neck, the younger simply chuckled in amusement. "So did I pass the test?" Kido didn't doubt Takane knew, it's just that maybe - likely - she took this on a bit too quick. Moving on and afar from the smaler one's "mistake". "Well, how about we go with something simple? Just some chocolate, though we can experiment with the spices a little if you want and even make some cute shapes with it later..." Already having some cute kitten shapes in mind she was going to make later, Kido's expression softened. 

   "Or do you want more of a challenge?"

[theonetruenerd]

A true hero is someone willing to face an obstacle no matter how high. Winning or losing doesn’t matter to them, but rather how hard they tried to reach it.

[dancapa]

Yet another year had passed, huh? Time sure flew by quickly - it felt as if her last birthday has just been yesterday, though Kido couldn’t quite recall what exactly she had done on that day. All she knew was how much fun it had been, how happy she was to see the people she cared so much for smile, for her, because of her. It hasn’t always been like this; many birthdays have been lonely, forgotten, ordinary days where gaining some attention from her parents were the best gift she couldve gotten. It still felt foreign to her to be the center of attention, to feel so loved and accept everyone’s kindness without “having” to give anything back in return. 

The whole dan insisted she’d take it easy, just accept the gifts and them doing chores for today, although they ended up making a bigger mess than the one they had to take care of to begin with, yet Kido couldn’t help but... laugh. Not in a mean way, no, she smiled, giggled even, and hardly felt any happier than this. Just being with everyone, to have such a chaotic patchwork family, was the biggest gift of them all. Receiving individual gifts, even just the smallest bits of care, were like a cherry on top of a wonderful cake. 

Once not having cared about her birthday, or herself as a whole at all, Kido was now happy to have come this far - to have spent yet another year with the family she wished for, who turned out more troublesome but lovelier than she ever imagined. What had been taken from her twice, was given back and silently Kido hoped it’d stay with her many more birthdays. 

   “Thank you, everyone. I’m... I’m very grateful and happy... so, well, yeah thanks again.” She only managed to say so much, the words brief as always but the combination of a sincere smile and tears of happiness spoke louder than any words the girl could come up with.