Question- What is Pillarman! Jonathan's special ability?
In my honest opinion, it would either be something connected to stars, like replicating them to distort his enemies, or perhaps something connected to plants and flowers.
PFFF OMG DARK JONA VS HIS ALTERNATE GOOD GUY SELVES XD Vamp!Jona: *bites him* Naga!Jona: *coils around him* Mer!Jona: *drags him into the water* Android!Jona: *rocket-fists him* Pillarman!Jona: *picks him up and throws him* All of the Jonathans, to Dark!Jona: "AND DON'T YOU EVER COME NEAR ERINA AND SPEEDWAGON AGAIN!"
Erina and Speedwagon: *Both surrounded by the Jonathans*
Speedwagon: You reckon this is how bein' blessed by angels feel?
Then Kars is there, unimpressed, drinking a few glasses of wine. He doesn't dislike the kid but finds it a bit irritating, vaguely reminds him of all those years ago when he and Esidisi raised Santana, Wamuu and Jonathan. The child pushed the bottle of wine accidentally, fell to the floor when he was finally warming up to them. Kars absolutely lost it-
Kars: *Holding the child* Well, I suppose you are quite a noble, strong little-
Pillarman Jonathan Joestar x Robert E.O Speedwagon
Pillarman AU
Part two of Stone Star
As many of you wanted to see more of this AU, I hope this will please you all.
Please enjoy.
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The carriage rattled lightly as it moved along the road, the tapping of horse hooves against the ground could be heard among the rattling of the carriage. The last few glimpses of the sunlight could be seen over the horizon before fading under the line, vanishing entirely and coaxing the darkness to spread its wings and glide over the sky, leaving behind the inky mix of black and blue and even flicking specks of silver, glimmering stars.
Coffee brown eyes watched the setting sun before shifting up to the sky, a light smile tugging the thug's lips, he had always liked this moment where the day would melt into night, it held a beauty that softened the world to him. Making it seem less harsh, less violent, less cruel. It fluttered hope within him, something that he tried so hard to clutch onto each and every day.
Two days had passed since Speedwagon's return to London and it was certainly a trip that was more than he believed. He still had some things to tend to and sort out but aside from that, he was free to fulfil his promise to the strange friend he had made during his trip. Joestar, or Jonathan as they had decided to go with, was waiting patiently at his house while Speedwagon had gone out to get some food for the next few days. The biggest issue they truly had was trying to find clothes that would fit him, as it was not easy to find clothes made for someone who stood around seven foot tall and built like a Greek God. It was something they were able to sort out though after a bit of time, and Jonathan was a bit surprised at how much was covered. Speedwagon had to give him a quick run-through of the rules about appropriateness of appearance and how one can't wear a loincloth with a bit of material around the shoulders. Jonathan listened and nodded, understanding him and waiting to be told what else to avoid.
Another important one was feeding. Jonathan told Speedwagon how his kind would feed by absorbing either living creatures or vampires, that was something that did unsettle him but the Pillarman reassured Speedwagon he would not harm him, giving some relief to that. The only thing Speedwagon could think of was taking Jonathan out at night towards the fields outside of London and letting him find some livestock or something. Everything was still in construction of a plan but they were working on it.
Climbing out of the carriage, Speedwagon grabbed the bags he bought and thanked the driver before paying and heading off to his house. It wasn't much, a small house tucked in the corner of a street, but it was home. He entered the house and looked around, the windows had been reinforced with thicker cloth for curtains to keep as much sunlight out during the day as possible for Jonathan's protection. The place was lit up by the fire though, giving light and warmth to the small house. The large built man was sitting in front of the fire, his attention consumed by a book in his hands, sapphire blue eyes darting over the lines, taking in as much information as he possibly could. By the look of the front cover, it seemed to be a book about transport such as trains, Jonathan seemed completely fascinated by it all. A small stack of the books Speedwagon had sat beside him, protected from the fire to keep them safe but within easy reach of the Pillarman. It was, in a sense of way, adorable to see this large man huddled, reading books eagerly like a young child.
"Jonathan, I'm back." The sound of Speedwagon's voice pulled Jonathan from his books, a smile already lifting his lips as he looked.
"Welcome back, Speedwagon." He greeted, setting the book aside and standing up to greet the blonde thug. He followed Speedwagon into the kitchen area as he began to put the food away, which Jonathan helped with. Speedwagon thanked him as they put everything away. Jonathan was never asked to do anything, if something needed to be done then he would do it. It was a bit surprising for Speedwagon to have returned earlier that day to see the entire house had been cleaned and organised, something he hadn't gotten around to doing. Plus, it was nice to have someone new to talk to, someone who didn't judge his life nor his past.
"Are we going to be continuing those lessons again today?" The dark blue haired man questioned, curious about it. He was referring to Speedwagon's lessons of being and acting more human, as well as a few illegal things. Like stealing, nothing like murder. His size held no issue when it came to pick-pocketing, his movements were faster and far lighter to snatch something without someone noticing. After all, he had done it to Speedwagon a small handful of times, surprising the man himself with this.
"Sure, if you want to." Speedwagon smiled at this, pleased that Jonathan was so eager and excited to learn things like that.
As promised, once everything was packed away and organised, the two headed outside as the sun had set and the night dominated the sky. Though there were not too many people outside, it gave them practice. Speedwagon stood to the side, a cigarette in hand as he peered from under his hat, watching Jonathan examine the collection of people still wandering about, determining the best target. The large built man passed a smaller male, his hands in his pockets but as they passed one another, a tiny vine slipped out of his pocket, jumped into his and emerged with a small coin purse then returned to Jonathan, the man oblivious to this.
Speedwagon couldn't stop smiling at this, a sense of pride at Jonathan's developing skills. When he returned to the blonde thug, he handed Speedwagon the coin purse.
"What? You nicked it, it's yours." Speedwagon said, confused at why Jonathan was giving it to him. Jonathan tilted his head lightly.
"Money means nothing to me. I want you to have it. Please." The softness in his eyes mirrored his voice, a kindness that was seemingly impossible for his kin but yet presented itself in him. Speedwagon shared that smile and took the coin purse.
"Cheers. You're gettin' very good at this, JoJo." The pair started walking as he spoke, the last part catching Jonathan by surprise.
"JoJo?" Speedwagon looked back,
"Yeah. Jonathan. Joestar. Thought it'd be a nickname. You don't like it?" The Pillarman stood there for a moment, the smile growing more on his lips.
