#Even though Jouta hates Jotaro

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Daddy’s Here [part 1]

A comic where Jotaro remembers he’s a father and his kids need him whether he or they admit it or not.

[part 2]

[cassyapper]

[taps microphone] you do not need to answer this but will Jouta be canon at all in wwm/ta? also what are your opinions on Jouta in general?

NO sorry jouta won't be canon in the wwm/ta verse. we actually get a little into it like...indirectly it's hard to explain. like jotaro and kakyoin having kids together is not gonna be discussed but like. well you'll see wink wonk

AS for jouta in general. to be honest i dont, uh, think of him much 😭 i dont necessarily have beef with him as a character (considering he barely had one in the doujin) but i dont really like what i read of jojo's bizarre married life LOL. i didn't finish it to be fair maybe i missed the best parts but as it stands i jsut didn't like it and I'm not interested to see the full thing. not even cause kakyoin characterization (though i FUCKING HATED the calling him mom thing though i feel that was more a cultural difference that rubbed me wrong than anything else like the usual "dumbing kakyoin down so he's easy to get off to" thing) BUT cause of the jotaro characterization. he felt so fucking out of character it pissed me off so bad. it's funny cause clamp does understand that yeah jotaro would probably be a bad dad esp at 17, but they got the reasoning all wrong. not even naming his own fucking child fucking please don't piss me off (i will say the charmy green naming scene was really funny though). jotaro is a bad dad because he hates himself not because he hates his kids jesus christ. also fucking jotaro and jouta fighting for kakyoin's attention??? what are they, DOGS??? it creeps me out bad when fathers get jealous of their own kids about their PARTNER it seriously creeps me out so bad so i really hated that like basically the whole plot focused on that. on a lighter note i couldn't suspend my disbelief with the egg thing. i like to think i can handle a lot with bizarre stuff (🤪) but i need SOMETHING of an explanation even if it's a bad one. but they don't explain it at all like how it happened, jsut like "ohh their love" WHAT DOES THAT MEANNN WHY DOES JOUTA LAY AN EGG LATER TOO OUGHGJ LIKE I GET IT'S SOME LOVE THING BUT WHAT IS THE MECHANISM WHY DO SOME COUPLES DO IT BUT NOT OTHERS it's a lighter thing but that also annoyed me. so yeah i dont like jojo's bizarre married life and as a result i dont really like jouta 😭😭 BUT i love all the creative stuff people have done with jouta and kinda making him his own, i'm so glad ppl are having fun with it. cause it's not jojo's bizarre married life is like a BAD thing, it's jsut not my thing personally 😔 UM BUT YEAH sorry for the rant 😭

[sacredpit]

    to imply that all of this had turned their lives on an uncomfortable axis would be a   laughable understatement   ━━━━   kakyoin cannot recall with any clarity when last he’d had a good night’s sleep ,   when last his chest hadn’t been residence to a deepening chasm that cleaves his heart to   pieces .   &   while this is far from the first time he’s had to function under circumstances that foster the potential to break   any person   down to fragments of their identity ,   it   is   the first time his entire family has been involved   &   directly affected ;   the family he’d taken the time to build   &   dedicated his life to providing safety   &   stability for alongside his husband ,   his soulmate .   it seemed that in the batting of a single eyelash ,   all of it had been taken under a   cataclysmic wave of grief ,   &   there was nothing he could have so much as hoped to do to stop it .

he’d planned to visit jolyne the moment she’d been sentenced ,   but going alongside jotaro wasn’t an option .   not only was she permitted just   one visitor at a time   due to her assigned category   (    &   now ,   her reputation as a   ‘ troublemaker ’   ) ,   but they have a ten - year - old to look after ,   &   finding him a trusted caregiver on so   desperate a notice   is no simple feat ,   considering both of their parents still live an ocean away .   thus ,   they’d agreed that kakyoin would stay home with jouta while jotaro made the trip to visit first ,   &   though they knew   (   or   thought   they knew   )   the gist of what they were   really dealing with ,   kakyoin hadn’t imagined jotaro would never make it home   ━━━━   jolting awake to his son shaking his shoulder at 7am   &   realizing he had dozed off sitting on the floor of the foyer was a sobering experience .

life has been a collection of hazy images since then .   his tactical mind is at work ,   the wealth of knowledge   &   experience in his brain active   &   available ,   but he feels as if he’s only vaguely existing amid the chaos happening around him .   he doesn’t know what to tell jouta or his parents or jotaro’s parents about what’s happened ,   he can only focus his energy on comforting them   &   assuring them that everything will be okay ,   that he will figure it out .   but will he ??   this feels different from being a seventeen year old chasing a vampire in the desert   ━━━━   this feels   hopeless ,   though kakyoin knows that with everything on the line ,   he cannot succumb to despondence .   he will be hopeful until he draws his last breath ,   should that occur before his family is brought back together .   he has no other option . 

“   this isn’t your fault .   ”

the words leave his mouth with the ease of an uninhibited breath .   he is not certain of much during this time ,   but this is one thing he knows for sure .   “   nothing you’ve done could have caused this ,   not even indirectly .   i know how easy it is for you to blame yourself because of how this all started ,   but you have to stop it .   you didn’t cause this ,   jolyne .   ”

verily ,   he knows that what he’s saying has a thin chance of changing her perspective   ━━━━   she’s a lot like her father ,   after all ,   though she’d likely   run through a wall of fire   before admitting as much .   but kakyoin can see it clearly ;   a piece of jotaro sits across from him now ,   as familiar as it’s been all these years   ━━━━   prideful   &   stubborn but   unyielding   when it comes to doing whatever it can for those it holds dear .   he sighs ,   a slight shake to the suspiration as it tapers off .   “   . . .   i hate that i have to leave you here ,   ”   says kakyoin ,   hands raising to remove his glasses .   the softest   clinking   sound is emitted as he sets them down on the table .   “   but i’ll be back once i’m able to make all of the arrangements i need to .   there’s a lot that your father   &   i haven’t told you about our lives ,   &   i’m sure you can imagine this isn’t the best place to have that conversation ,   ”   lavender irises pierce through scarred lids ,   the determined glint in them outshining the artificial lighting of the shoebox of a room enclosing them .   “   he wanted you to have a normal life ,   &   so did i ,   so we never told you about the world you’ve been thrown into so suddenly .   i always thought that maybe it would come up sooner or later ,   but not like this   . . .   ”

kakyoin holds his breath ,   petal pink lips folding into a tight line .   then ,   he sucks in enough air to inflate his lungs ,   grounding himself before the intensity of his emotions can take wing .   “   i guess i just want to say that i’m sorry you weren’t prepared for this ,   ”   he utters ,   voice airier than before .   “   you shouldn’t   have to be ,   but regardless ,   i can’t help but think of everything i could have said or done to have made this less of a disaster .   i’m sorry ,   jolyne .   i’m so sorry that all of this has fallen on you ,   all because of someone from   our   past .   ”   

when jolyne finally makes eye contact ,   her gaze at last torn from the   shackles   ’round her wrists ,   kakyoin feels his heart shatter impossibly more .   the glaze of unshed tears ,   the tightness of her mouth to keep her lips from quivering ,   the crushing pressure of   guilt   boxing her in from every angle   ━━━━   of all the trauma he’s witnessed during the height of his career as an agent ,   nothing can shake him like this .   it’s why he’d ignored the attempts of his peers to convince him not to get involved with something so   personal   upon revoking his retirement from the field ;   the depth of his connection to it   &   all that he has to lose is   why   he must do this . 

“   jolyne ,   i   . . .   i wish i came here to tell you good news ,   ”   he chokes out ,   suspended tears starting to sting in his own eyes .   “   i wish i had an answer for all of this .   but i   don’t ,   not right now .   i just wanted to see you ,   to tell you that i’m   here for you ,   that i’m going to do everything i can to help you   &   that not   one fucking thing   is going to change that .   ”   

the sudden shift in attention toward   him   is what threatens his composure .   others have asked that exact question since jotaro   . . .   went down ,   &   kakyoin never dug too deep into his devastation because he couldn’t afford to .   his son is depending on him ,   &   jolyne   &   jotaro need someone to be strong for them , too   ━━━━   falling apart ,   as much as he craves the   fleeting reprieve   of catharsis ,   would only serve to drive them all deeper into misery .   he closes his eyes ,   threading his hands through the crimson waves cascading down his shoulders to keep them busy ,   to mitigate the   trembling . 

“   jolyne ,   ”   he calls softly ,   eyes opening wide just as her forehead hits the table .   eyebrows threading together with concern ,   he reaches for her ,   a   verdant tendril   carefully moving his glasses aside while he slants forward , placing his hands overtop of her bound ones .   the overhead fixture catches his wedding ring ,   and he bites the seam of his lips ,   lowering his head just slightly so that the   symbol of eternity   leaves his line of vision ,   his voice just centimeters from her ear .   he feels wetness   bound   down his cheek .   

“   it isn’t your fault ,   ”   he repeats ,   the words seeping through his   quivering throat   as he holds her hands   tighter ,   hoping that she could believe him ,   even if just for a second .   “   it’s not your fault ,   jolyne .   it’s not your fault .   we’ll fix this   together ,   i promise .   ”

𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. ▓ ❛  are you sure you’re gonna be okay on your own?  ❜ @sacredpit

Tension grips her heart as she sits across from Kakyoin, a pang of agony as a glint in her eyes which are downcasted at the cuffs on her wrists. How to even begin to talk about what’s been going on in her head is impossible despite how warm Kakyoin had been to her throughout her life. She wants to cry—no, HOWL at what’s transpired. . .Jolyne always had reservations for her father but the immense guilt is ever present and lingers on her mind like a plague, and lately, it’s caused nightmare-induced insomnia that no medication seemed to help.

❝. . .You know I will. ❞ despite the normal gusto in her voice, it’s weak, her hands balling into fists as she sniffs. ❝ I don’t have any other choice. ❞ parental traits rub off on her, her green hues drifting up and past Kakyoin’s expression to glance at it for a moment before it’s focused in at a camera in the visitation room. ❝. . .I’m sorry. ❞ lids relax, a deeper inhale taken in and exhaled, ❝ I. . .I fucked up, and because of it my father is. . .❞ The sensitive nature given by her mother nearly surfaces before she pauses, her teeth grinding together as she leans back in her seat, her eyes drifting upward.

❝ I’ll fix it. No matter what it takes. If I leave, I can’t save him. ❞ her tone is saddened but absolute, a perfect blend of those who bore her. ❝⸻I just wish we. . .❞ she looks down, at Kakyoin, ❝ Could have seen one another again on better terms. This is just. . .so fucking stupid. ❞ exasperation coddles her voice as she shakes her head in disbelief.

Even though it wasn’t brought up to her, she knew something had gone on between Kakyoin and her father but truthfully. . .it didn’t matter nor phase her in the slightest. When Jotaro did speak of him, it always came with the faintest nostalgic warmth, something unlike anything she had ever seen in him before. Her father didn’t need to say anything. She already knew—but her mother. . that was an entirely different story. While she loved her mother, the only one who did SHOW UP to see her was Jotaro, but the reality of what happened to him after was even more than painful. Fuck Romeo, and fuck her lawyer⸻How the hell was she going tell her mom? Would she even care?

❝ Are you okay ? ❞ Jolyne leans forward, her brows knitting in worry as she speaks, her thoughts of her mother subsiding as she focuses on the redhead across from her. ❝ I’m sure this has been. . .a nightmare for you.❞ another pause, her voice quivering as she continues, ❝ I’m so. . .sorry, Kakyoin. ❞ Tears finally surface, as she heavily breathes in from her nostrils in an attempt to clear her eyes but the tears spill, cascading down her cheeks as she presses her forehead to the table, soft sobs taking hold as her hands clench into tight fists, her tan knuckles turning white as a fist hits the metal table twice. ❝ I know. . .That he was more than a friend to you—❞ words are muffled against the table as she remains face down, not strong enough to meet the lavender gaze across from her. ❝ It’s my fault—❞

[bbypeachhaz]

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How Jotakak show’s affection:

~Kakyoin~

* Jotaro has never been good at talking about his feelings, but kakyoin has always been good at reading him

* He talks Jotaro’s head off and even though the man stays quiet the whole time, Kakyoin knows he’s listening. In fact, Jotaro actually finds peace in Kakyoins voice. Kakyoin isn’t really sure why Jotaro would ask him a random question while they lied in bed, but he thinks it was a reminder that his sweet redhead lover is alive and well

* Kakyoin knows Jotaro is too far in his head when he spends too long in the shower. The man always takes no more than 15 minutes, so once it’s passed 20, kakyoin unlocks the bathroom door and sits on the toilet seat. He doesn’t say anything. Just sits down and waits. Eventually Jotaro let’s go, and mumbles ‘I need you’. Kakyoin gets in with him and wraps his skinny frame around the giant he calls his husband as best he can.

* When they’re fighting a stand user, and his husband gets too rough, kakyoin wraps him in Hierophants tendrils gently, and reminds him that they’re safe and DIO is dead.

* On very rare occasions, Jotaro gets angry for no reason and says things he doesn’t mean. Kakyoin leaves him alone, doesn’t say anything when Jotaro storms out or forgets to pick Jolyne and Jouta up from school. Instead, he does it himself, cooks dinner and cleans the house. When Jotaro comes home, he always has his tail tucked between his legs (not literally) and apologizes. Kakyoin sits with him, and doesn’t let him get up until they talk it out. He never threatens leaving him, god knows they won’t survive without each other, but instead reminds him of what they have together. What they lost and what they could lose. Jotaro cries sometimes. Not an ugly sobbing kind of cry, but a silent cry of realization of how lucky he is to have Noriaki Kakyoin as his one true lover.

~Jotaro~

* Kakyoin has always seemed to be overly confident and a little cocky, which Jotaro never really understood until now. During their crusade to Egypt, Kakyoin always stood first to fight, never wanting to back down or come off as weak. Jotaro thought he was just an adrenaline junkie, but it wasn’t until after they made it back to Japan, and he found Kakyoin hiding in the janitor closet with tears running down his face. It was then, Jotaro realized, he was scared. Always had been scared, but tried to hide it. Ever since then, Jotaro takes Kakyoin’s hand and squeezes it reassuringly

* Contrary to many people’s belief, Jotaro actually loves physical affection. In public he doesn’t show it as much, but he knows how much Kakyoin’s likes to have his husband by his side, so he’ll stand behind him. Sometimes, he’ll put a hand on the smaller mans waist. At home, he pulls Kakyoin on his lap and wrap his strong arms around him.

* It’s no secret that Kakyoin likes to paint. He’s been doing it since he was a child and his art is some of the best Jotaro has ever seen. On occasion, when they have enough time to indulge themselves in one another, Jotaro takes them to a park. He brings Kakyoin’s easel and paint brush, and sits on a nearby bench while his partner does what he’s always loved the most.

* Jotaro travels a lot, and it really took a toll on their relationship earlier on. Kakyoin wasn’t able to tag along everywhere Jotaro went, because he was still healing from his injuries and Jotaro was always paranoid about an enemy somehow tracking them down and doing harm to his family. Jotaro had tried to explain this to Kakyoin but the redhead would always feel left out. He hated having to stay home while his husband visited beautiful places all around the world. Once, they got into a big argument where Kakyoin said Jotaro loved to travel because he didn’t have to take care of the kids and wad able to sleep around all he wanted. The redhead didn’t mean that of course. He knew his husband would never do something like that, but he was so angry and honestly, he felt unloved. One week later, Jotaro woke up everyone in the house and drove them to a hidden airport no one had known about. He loaded them onto the plane with their bags already packed and within 12 hours, they had arrived in Poland. The kids were delighted and Kakyoin kissed him so many times, he lost count. Jotaro’s heart was in his ass the whole time because his children were so tiny for their age and his husband could snap with the wind, but after seeing the smiles on their faces, he decided that a few mini strokes was worth it.