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𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝘿𝙎𝙏𝙎𝘾𝙃𝙇𝘼𝙍 - an independent, mutuals only, canon divergent portrayal of kujo jotaro from jojo's bizarre adventure. dynamics to explore; familial, friendships, romantic, and enemies. topics that are covered; abandonment, parental issues, fighting, etc. please read the rules on the pinned post, and minors; DO NOT ENGAGE.

crossovers are highly encouraged, xkit rewritten is used on this blog. slow responses, slow comeback, starting fresh. connections are highly desired.

Kamira smiled and accepted the offered payment, printing a receipt out before moving to get started on his coffee, a soft hum leaving her in the process.

As the woman was making his drink, there was a soft vibration in his pocket. Blinking, he'd forgotten that he'd even brought the damned device. Reaching into his pocket, Jotaro tugged it out and pressed a button, "Kujo." He responds, listening to the other person speak. Brows furrowing, he leans back in his seat while the other person speaks - almost as if they were ranting.

Good grief.

"The samples should match." He murmurs, a single brow raising at the next string of words being spoken. He releases a breath, raising ah and to pinch the bridge of his nose in slight irritation.

Couldn't those fools do anything while he was taking a moment? "Look, don't worry about it. I'll take a look when I return." He answered, then he removes the phone from his ear to end the call.

It wasn't all too often that Hakkona would get to see Jotaro take off his hat, and she quickly understood that it was important to him, so when he took it off, her gaze temporarily followed where he put it; a soft, loving gaze returning to his teal oculars once she felt a firm set of fingers curling to her wide hips. She suddenly found herself speechless, as she took in all of the sensations that his touch brought her, but there were so many things she wanted to say to him, each of which she would say over and over again, if she could.

The first kiss to her nose didn't help her blush settle in the slightest, as she softly hummed at the feeling of his lips against her, before he began peppering parts of her face with more kisses, each of which drew soft giggles and shivers from the Buff Gal, before she was about to return each of his affectionate kisses in kind. Before that could even begin, however, the single word that left his lips made her stop dead in her tracks, and subdue her giggles while she gave him a half-lidded stare, with a confident, albeit slightly flustered look on her face. She knew she was beautiful, strong, and so much more... But that never made hearing it from the Stand User feel any less breathtaking. For all the confidence she held, he made her so soft and knew just how to make her feel like she had fallen in love for the first time.

"Handsome." It was her turn, then, to pepper his face in relentless kisses, and each one would linger for just a second more, and one of her hands would cup his cheek thereafter, so that she could just look at him and admire him.

Just as he'd lavished her in kisses, she had leaned over to return the favor, her kisses lingering a bit longer. A soft gasp had left him at the first kiss, and then her hand cupping his cheek had the Joestar responding positively; tilting his head to lean into the touch. Eyes closed while he nuzzled into her palm.

The moment was peaceful. A moment he never imagined experiencing in his life and now, he was. His heart fluttered within its cage, the confession bringing him to face her once more, eyes opening as teals were warm, tender and loving. It was strange hearing the words 'i love you' - especially after his divorce. It was strange to allow himself this small moment of happiness with everything going on.

And yet, here he was.

What did they do? Be the bane of his existence? Wanting to win fairly for once with either or both men? Preach about working together and being 'friends' and that it's stronger when there's more brains at work or some bullshit like that?

It dawned on him after a moment when he sees Jotaro's struggle for the words and the way his face shifted. Oh. Oh. Something in his chest crumbled when he saw the other man beginning to walk away from him. No...no...no he's not going to lose him. Not after this. Not after finally talking about the shit he has been through.

Just as he was getting used to the touch, it's the next thing that Kaiba says that catches him completely off guard. He doesn't turn around, but he listens, and he lets the words sink in for a moment before he finally does turn around to face the brunette. Teals swimming with unsaid things - things that he wanted to say and yet not say. Things that would make him vulnerable, and perhaps he needed to be just as vulnerable as the other had been.

Whatever this was, Jotaro wasn't certain. All he knew was that he wanted to be in this man's life - that he wanted something that couldn't quite be named just yet. Was he afraid? Sure as hell he was afraid to open up.

Silently he reached up to grasp the CEO's hand, his grip firm but gentle. "Whatever your relationship is to them...it doesn't matter." The Joestar responded, voice gruff, low even. "Words will never come easily for me, they never have." His gaze shifts focus to the other man's features, "Sometimes, I say things before I think. So it might piss you off a bit. But..." He pauses glancing down at their hands, "if something I say does end up setting you off, tell me."

Why the fuck were emotions so damn complicated? It would have just been better if he'd said 'fuck it's and walked away. It would have been better if he hadn't cared at all, but he did. He cared about this man more than he would ever outright admit, cared more about his well being to the point he was feeling...protective? Pissed off, maybe? He didn't know.

Send one of the following prompts for my muse to reach out affectionately to yours !

Feel free to combine them ( example: send [ brush ] + [ push ] for my muse to brush the loose strand of your muse’s hair our of their face and then push it behind your muse’s ear ), reverse them ( example: send [ reverse + caress ] for your muse to caress my muse’s cheek ) and/or add details.

[ brush ] - to brush the hair out of your muse’s face / eyes / forehead

[ push ] - to push the loose strand of your muse’s hair behind your muse’s ear

[ caress ] - to caress your muse’s cheek

[ tilt ] - to tilt your muse’s chin gently to prompt them to make eye contact with my muse

[ curl ] - to curl my muse’s fingers under your muse’s chin while resting a thumb on their cheek, not quite tilting but just… holding

[ cup ] - to cup your muse’s face with my muse’s hands

[ place ] - to place my muse’s hand over your muse’s hand where it’s placed on my muse’s cheek

[ boop ] - to boop your muse on the nose

[ Eskimo ] - to brush my muse’s nose against your muse’s nose as in Eskimo kiss

[ nose ] - to kiss your muse on the nose

[ palm ] - to kiss your muse on the palm

[ knuckles ] - to kiss your muse’s knuckles

[ cheek ] - to kiss your muse on the cheek

[ lips ] - to kiss your muse softly on the lips

[ forehead ] - to kiss your muse on the forehead

[ lean ] - to lean forward and press my muse’s forehead against your muse’s forehead

[ pepper ] - to pepper your muse’s face with kisses

[ eyes ] - to kiss your muse’s closed eyelids

[ tears ] - to kiss away your muse’s tears

[ wipe ] - to wipe away your muse’s tears

[ gaze ] - to gaze into your muse’s eyes

[ roll ] - to roll my muse’s eyes at your muse affectionately

[ scalp ] - to massage your muse’s head

[ pat ] - to pat your muse’s head

[ top ] - to kiss your muse on the top of their head and then settle my muse’s cheek against it while holding them close

[ chin ] - to set my muse’s chin on the top of your muse’s head while holding them close

[ hair ] - to place lots of short, sweet, messy little kisses to the crown of your muse’s hair

[ run ] - to run my muse’s fingers through your muse’s hair

[ twirl ] - to twirl a strand of your muse’s hair around my muse’s finger

[ comb ] - to brush your muse’s hair

[ braid ] - to braid your muse’s hair

[ whisper ] - to lean close to your muse’s ear and whisper something to them

[ tickle ] - to tickle your muse

[ cheer ] - to try to cheer your muse up

[ faces ] - to make funny faces at your muse

[ shove ] - to playfully shove your muse

[ hand ] - to place my muse’s hand on your muse’s shoulder / neck as a way of supporting / comforting / reassuring them that my muse is there

[ shoulders ] - to wrap my muse’s arm around your muse’s shoulders

[ massage ] - to massage your muse’s shoulders and/or neck

[ soothe ] - to rub your muse’s shoulders soothingly

[ rub ] - to rub your muse’s back

[ body ] - to give your muse a full-body massage

[ snuggle ] - to snuggle to your muse’s side

[ support ] - to support your muse with an arm around their waist

[ lift ] - to lift your muse up in my muse’s arms

[ trace ] - to trace your muse’s scar/s with the softest press of my muse’s fingertips

[ ask ] - to ask your muse about their scar/s

[ scar ] - to kiss your muse’s scar/s

[ back ] - to hug your muse from behind

[ rest ] - to hug your muse from behind and rest my muse’s cheek against your muse’s back / shoulder

[ rock ] - to hold your muse and rock gently from side to side

[ tuck ] - to tuck your muse against my muse’s chest, covering them with the front parts of my muse’s jacket / coat, in order to keep them warm

[ head ] - to rest my muse’s head on your muse’s shoulder

[ cover ]  to cover your muse with a blanket / jacket / coat when they’re lying down

[ drape ] - to drape a blanket / jacket / coat over your muse’s shoulders

[ jewelry ] - to put a piece of jewelry around your muse’s neck

[ tie ] - to help your muse do their tie

[ smooth ] - to straighten your muse’s collar / lapel / brush a hand over your muse’s clothes to smooth it out

[ feed ] - to feed your muse

[ drink ] - to help your muse drink

[ pull ] - to pull your muse down to sit on my muse’s lap

[ bed ] - to push or pull your muse back on the bed when they try to get up

[ lap ] - to place my muse’s head on your muse’s lap

[ guide ] - to guide your muse to place their head on my muse’s lap

[ hide ] - to guide your muse to hide their face on my muse’s chest

[ help ] - to give your muse a hand when they’re stepping up or over something

[ touch ] - to touch the back of my muse’s hand to the back of your muse’s hand as if inviting to hold hands

[ thumb ] - to run my muse’s thumb over your muse’s thumb while holding hands

[ hold ] - to hold your muse’s hand and interlace our muse’s fingers

[ fingers ] - to play with your muse’s fingers absent-mindedly

[ nails ] - to tidy your muse’s nails and/or do a manicure

[ makeup ] - to help your muse put on their makeup

[ shapes ] - to trace imaginary shapes on your muse’s skin

[ pain ] - to kiss your muse where it hurts to soothe their pain

some lines edited for grammar/clarity. feel free to edit & change pronouns as needed to fit your muses/scenarios.

SILENT TREATMENT

you played it cool and i played it dumb

don't you think i'm a little too young

i'm a little too young to be messed with like that

so convincing, you made it look fun

laugh it off but the damage is done

baby just relax

i got my hopes too high, you hardly said goodbye

hardly said goodbye then casually walked out of my life

we don't talk anymore

gave me the silent treatment

did you go find someone

am i the reason?

the least you could've done is give me a reason

i can't ignore the way i hate you for leaving

too much free time staring up at the ceiling

it's been a month since you checked in

i wanna ask where the hell have you been

i've been right where you left me

poured my self control down the sink

i almost die every time the phone rings

why won't somebody help me?

am i supposed to read your mind?

you're a narcissist i'm an optimist

name a deadlier combo

something's wrong with us, isn't it obvious

call me just a friend, here we go again

tell them all that you hate me

it's like you erased me

give me a reason for the treatment i've been feeling

give me a reason for you leaving, i've been screaming

PETTY

you had it out for me since the moment you met me

running your mouth aren't you tired already?

you let me down so i'll let you down gently

we could be friends but you're way too petty

you're way too calculated

you're a queen bee without the hive

it's coming to light

you sing my songs but call them overrated

i'm so done with your lies

no tears when you cry

this is a losing game, and frankly i don't wanna play

clearly you have something to say, then say it right now

you're way too hot headed

one thing goes wrong you act like it's armageddon

i keep dodgin' all the mines, pretendin' like it's fine

pretendin' like it's fine but it's not, you're a lot

you're way too pretty to be acting like that

smiling in my face while your knife is in my back

i'll watch you build a house of cards and let it all collapse, i'll sit back and laugh

GOLDEN BOY

there was a trail of destruction that led straight to you

ignored all the signs that i wish weren't true

you're such a good actor i guess you had me fooled

i guess i was convenient when i was around

you love attention, being the talk of the town

i'd build you up while you'd just tear me down

what's done is done i'm on the other side now

you can play the golden boy

you can play the golden boy and lose yourself in all the noise

you're kind and you're so perfect

i'd love to be your girlfriend

you were lucky once

how's life living on the surface?

we'd talk all the time now we don't even speak

i'm wide awake while you're both still asleep

so unaffected by our history

you can really play the part while you stay breaking all these hearts

what's it like to be his girlfriend?

it looks good but it's a burden

i'm thankful you're no longer wasting my time

i'm grateful i gave up on reading your mind

it's much better ending like this

just one on the list, deceived and dismissed

i'm not alone being left in your mess

it should bring me closure or something i guess

all that i'm left with are unproven words that everyone heard and that makes it worse

MAYBE TOMORROW

let's just be honest, let's set the scene

you painted yourself in a light so pristine

it was so blinding that no one could see the obvious ways that you'd disregard me

you just got a way of making me find reasons

maybe tomorrow i'll stand a chance

i'm breaking myself while i'm doing this dance

i can't keep wasting my patience

you're keeping me up cause you're letting me down

i can't burn a fire you keep putting out

you don't know what you're putting me through

guess boys will just do what they do

the dust hasn't settled, it's up in the iar

have you fully moved on cause i'm not quite there yet

is it something i'm lacking or somebody new?

i'll never get it from your point of view

WHY'D YOU HAVE TO CALL

come to terms that your car won't be parked in my drive

my heart doesn't stop when i see one passing by

i can talk about you now without wanting to cry

smell of you slowly fades every time i wash my clothes

fear of you goes away when i go places we'd go

i don't skip all our songs when they're on the radio

isn't this always how the story goes?

i was just getting back to myself since you proved you don't care at all

i was just telling all of my friends that i finally healed from the fall

so baby why'd you have to call

it's like you've started to sense i'm doing good on my own

9:02 on a Thursday when you picked up your phone

do you miss me or are you scared to be alone?

salt in the wound like you can't even imagine

know that you do it cause you'rre craving a reaction