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LIKE A TATTOO — [PART 4] J. KUJO

pt.4! jotaro kujo x blk! reader

❝ …broken by the burden of his youth ❞

if there’s one thing you’ll always love about jotaro, it would be his birthmark. it’s literally a star on his upper shoulder and it’s the cutest little thing you’ve ever seen, you could’ve sworn he got it tattooed at first until he shown a photo of him and his grandpa jojo with the exact mark. too adorable!

however, he felt the opposite.

he hated it.

he despised the abnormality— from the color of it to the very shape

you thought it was because it was a random star on his body that didn’t go with the whole hard ass loner aesthetic he had growing up

so when you was over his place trying to get out of your writer’s block, your eyes drifted to a shirtless jotaro, glasses perched on the brink of his nose as he read from paper to paper

“the foundation is going to be the death of me..” he grumbled before tossing one of the papers carelessly before pinching the brink of his nose. exhausted wasn’t even the word to describe how he was feeling

remarkable shade of turquoise along his hues, yet they somehow seem to shine like diamonds at the likes of you. “cmere” he said loudly enough to bring you out of your daydreaming. you strolled over, letting the oversized tee of his engulf your body whole. you behind him, wrapping your arms soundly around him. if he could turn into puddle , he definitely would in your embrace. stress doesn’t seem to manifest when he’s in your touch “you really should take a vacation! we could see josuke & gang again this summer” you suggested, peppering kisses on the crown of his head before moving down to his neck causing a deep chuckle from the stoic man.

“and have even more stress dealing with those knuckleheads? are you trying to send me to an early grave?” he turned his head slightly shutting his eyes as well, letting you drown him in your affection. the softness of your lips against his skin caused goosebumps to emerge from your touch. he soon froze once he noticed you stopped your affection assault on his body

insecurity began to gnaw at his pride. did you find the star bizarre? did it make him less attractive to you? so many negatives he thought up , he also didn’t realized the faint tracing of it by your finger “y’know what i love most about you, jojo?”

“hmm?”

“your body. before you get too far inside your hurricane of a mind, your birthmark is beautiful to me as well as your scars.” you announced awful at your finger traced other patterns on his shoulders and back, “they’re your story.” you smiled to yourself

“my story?” he raised a brow as you made your way into his lap. you ran your fingers through his slightly greying curls, “yeah. how the most feared kujo became a doting and loving man he is today” you booped his noses with a giggle, surprisingly getting a little chuckle from the normally stoic man. he loved that you allowed him to have this rare moments just between the both of you

“thank you, y/n”

“for?” you dragged out a bit, now it was your turn to raise a brow. he pressed a tender kiss to your lips, “helping me become who i am now. thank you for accepting my ugly” he whispered against your lips, turquoise eyes low with admiration as they scanned over your face. he stayed like that for a while, etching out every small feature of you. how did he get so lucky with such a breathtaking woman

if defeating a 120 year old evil vampire was the result of stumbling across you, then he wouldn’t mind the baring the scars of his youth to the world

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Hello 👋,

I hope this message finds you well. My name is Aziz, and I’m reaching out with a heartfelt plea to help my family find safety and reunite with our mother. 😞

The ongoing war in Gaza has torn my family apart. My mother and newborn sister are stranded in Egypt, while I, along with the rest of my sex family members, am trapped in the midst of the genocide in Gaza. We have not only been separated but have also lost our home and are enduring unimaginable hardships. 💔

Your support can make a difference. Whether by reading our story, donating, or sharing our campaign with others, you can help us reunite, find safety, and start anew. 🙏🕊

Thank you, from the depths of my heart, for your kindness, compassion, and solidarity during this difficult time. ❤🍉

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This is the money Marge. Reblog for good fortune

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Every black girl is so pretty

*reblog if you agree*

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Hiiii!

It's been a while. I am going to get into writing again, but I want to ask a favor. I am still running my business, and if you guys can follow me on social media, I'd appreciate it! And if you know anyone who is into tarot or spiritual stuff, feel free to share my pages with them. Much appreciated 💜💜💜

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WE MUST RID COLONIAL POWERS!

(Sorry this wasn't an update but I believe that the use of platforms, however small enables new people to understand the depths of a situation.)

Make no mistake. Gaza IS under colonial rule. Gaza IS enduring war crimes and massacres of the highest atrocities .We cannot sit by and continue watching the eradication of a group of people based on the racist and ideological beliefs of those in power. This did not start in October 7th.It started when Britain believed it had the right to hand over an independent nation to Zionists to further expand their reach in the Middle East.

As an African, born, raised and living in Africa I have always been well aware of the militia groups that maim communities in Congo for the sake of economic gain. Congo, who has suffered from the brutal colonisation from Belgium and is now continuously injured by technological companies and political powers such as the US and France just because of its minerals needs our aid. We have to stop the overconsumption of electronic goods. We must reject this capitalistic economy that allows such atrocities to not only be committed but also be accepted as the norm. Killing people should NEVER be the norm.

We cannot forget Sudan where civil war is sprouting at the consequence of her young people dying. Democracy is a human right. No human should be indoctrinated to authouritarian rule where the ruling class live in splendor while the minority are forced into squalor despite their earning for keep. Sudan deserves its right to freedom. Let us not forget our Sudanese brothers and sisters as they struggle to attain freedom that was always deserving of them.

Links

Gaza and Palestine

Congo

Sudan

https://islamic-relief.org/appeals/sudan-emergency-appeal/

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theestallion: Hot girl Cujoh

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femme who yaps x butch who listens

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If you [ b l a c k ] reblog this.

don’t care what shade just reblog.

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Anyone who reblogs this post will have their user written on a poster saying "We Stand With Palestine" that I hope to put up somewhere in the village I live in, or the town that the village is next to.

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It’s so strange to me when people try to portray butch4femme as a heteronormative dynamic.

Do they not know a butch will cook her femme a three course meal because butches are caretakers?

A femme will stand in front of her butch at the bar, acrylics bared like a lynx, ready to cut the throat of anyone who criticises her partner’s masculinity or questions their right to space.

A butch will spend quiet nights hunched over a laptop learning how to sew and then hunched over her femme’s favourite dress, fixing it as she sleeps?

A femme will take charge and tell her butch to lie down, go and have that shower, go and get that errand done, because she knows what her baby needs?

There is nothing heteronormative about butches and femmes seeing and validating each other in a way the world refuses to. There’s nothing wrong with butches and femmes slow dancing in the speakeasy they’ve created on the kitchen tiles, the only place that’s ever been created for people like them.