#emeraldmenace

Her flowers were growing so wonderfully here and they looked so very lovely alongside the architecture. From what she had gathered this was Jotaro’s hometown and that was a fact that caused much concern. Territorial advantage was not to be underestimated, she had nearly been killed plenty of times because Barnabas had been careless in the past. Still, they had worn themselves ragged in attempt to get there before anyone else. Barnabas was always eager to prove that he was the best of the best.

Jochebed was inclined to disagree, not that she would be so bold as to voice that opinion.

Instead she focused on forming such a lovely garden. Her children were spreading, their pretty pink petals catching the attention of those that paid attention. No one questioned how they got there so fast, nor did they keep an eye on the lone foreigner that seemed to disappear so effortlessly.

Except for him. This one was different, Jochebed could sense that something was not quite right beneath the surface. Staring him down, she placed her hand against the gate as she mentally mapped out where she was in relationship to Barnabas. There wasn’t much information and what Barnabas knew he tried to keep from her. Still, Jochebed was almost certain that this man had nothing to do with the group they sought. Unless …

@emeraldmenace​ said: Oh, look! Noriaki has a bouquet for Kohaku, too! Ambrosia, Chrysanthemum General,  Rose Dark Pink, Violet White

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ambrosia: your love is reciprocated; chrysanthemum general: you’re a wonderful friend; rose dark pink: thankfulness; violet white: let’s take a chance on happiness

     “ aw, nori, they’re beautiful! ” and while decidedly... smaller than the bouquet she’d handed him, she wasn’t too worried about that. the fact that he even brought her flowers was a wonderful surprise in itself.

@emeraldmenace​ said: “Here, let me help you.” -for Jotaro!

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     a soft “ ‘m fine, ” grumbled under his breath with a tone that says otherwise. jotaro keeps his head down, allowing his hat to obscure his vision. he wasn’t weak, couldn’t afford to be seen as weak. and even with a stab wound in his stomach, one that refused to stop bleeding no matter what he did, he shrunk away from kakyoin’s outstretched hand.

     when the other doesn’t make any motion to move away, jotaro does instead, grimacing under the brim of his hat as pain shoots through him. “ i’m fine, ” he repeats, a little more sternly this time. “ i don’t need your help, really. we don’t have time to stop and worry about this anyway. ” with a clench of his jaw, jotaro forces himself to his feet, one hand clamped over the wound; the other searches out the wall behind him for support.

Jotaro stopped what he was doing mid motion at the sound of the voice. He knew that voice or well he had known it once before. But there was no way he could be hearing it now. Not after everything he had been through. The voice he thought he had heard just now was an echo of his past. One that he hadn't heard in about ten years or so. Something he hadn't really tried to think much about since it had happened either. Because it still tugged at his heartstrings every time the image came across his mind. And currently he couldn't afford such a distraction. Not with the fact that he could be dealing with the presence of a stand arrow in Morioh, Japan. The place he had recently traveled to in order to settle a family dispute. He had only learned he had a young uncle, thanks to his grandfather. As if things weren't complicated enough for him. He was having to clean up his mess now as well.

The voice had come to him though just as he had settled himself in at the Morioh Grand Hotel. Being back in a hotel room like this had brought back memories. He couldn't remember the last time he had to extend his stay. How many hotels had he stayed at during their trip to Egypt? He had lost count. Perhaps it was because he was reminiscing about those days that he imagined his voice. There certainly couldn't be a possible way that he was still around. Jotaro had seen the body with his own eyes. He had reached out and touched his skin and felt how cold and lifeless it had become. Kakyoin was dead. There was no doubt about it. And yet, the voice that echoed from somewhere. Was it possible that he might still be around, somehow? That thought both bothered him and gave him a little bit of hope. He could talk to him again, but it could mean something was keeping him around.

Blue eyes had frozen on his luggage, staring down at it for a moment while he tried to decide if he was hearing things at all. Finally though he straightened himself up to his full height, turning. He slowly scanned the empty hotel room. There didnt appear to be anyone there but himself. He had been sure he had heard his voice though. Maybe he really had been imagining it. Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that there was something he was missing here. If he ignored it now, he felt as though he might regret doing that later. And if he spoke to the voice it wasnt like there would be anyone else here to judge him. Even so, he still felt a little strange about doint it. Although he had loosened up a bit since ten years ago, some things still tended to make him feel awkward.

He said it, he said those two words and it sends Jotaro’s body tensing up. While he wanted to be the one to tell Kakyoin he loved him, it’s hard to hide that he’s flustered hearing the other say it first. 

“Listen, Nori, I-” Yet words didn’t form, instead he cups the other’s cheek and pulls him into the kiss. Actions spoke louder than words ever could, that was Jotaro’s mindset most of the time and he hopes this kiss solidifies the feelings were more than mutual. 

“I’ll kick anyone’s ass who tries to hurt you. Got that?” He’s bad with his words, not nearly as nice as Kakyoin made it sound. 

@emeraldmenace​ said: “♪”

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watch // belaganas (akali)

what’s my problem with that? ‘cause i’m the best at this rap my mind goes most places no one else has been at

(epilepsy warning for the video, so be warned when clickin’ on that link.)

unfortunately, i’m not well-versed in k-pop (or k-rap?), so most of my akali inspiration ends up coming from english songs.

Genuine laughter was a rare thing from Jotaro. Why was that? It was hard to say, maybe it was just his tough personality that made genuine laughter hard to come by. The last time he really laughed was over the battle with the stand user who could make a second sun, now this time he was laughing at something a little more innocent which was just a documentary with a silly sea lion.

“...Me?” It was just the two of them, but it was more like he was just that caught off guard by the compliment.  “...Thanks, I guess...” Did he actually look flustered for a change instead of frustrated? It looks like it.