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✨Some random JJBA things✨
Ok here me out So I have this story on Ao3 about Kanae being the reincarnation of Johnathan Joestar because they’re both kind and they both don’t get enough screen time. I feel like some people undermine Johnathan but he’s just as amazing as the rest of the Joestars. I only realized it later though but still; Johnathan and phantom blood was the foundation of JJBA, you know? I’m trying to keep some the characters the same but where’s the fun in that. The story is like a mixture of playwright and story wring so it gets confusing. I’m surprised some people actually read my hot garbage. It’s called Echoes of Saints.
This is the picture. It started on Wattpad but then I just moved it to Ao3. I hope that one day if I ever finish this story that I might rewrite to do do better but if anyone wants to read it go get ‘em.
P.S Kanae is a boy in the story. I have a thing for gender benders and feminine men. So yeah Kanae looks and sound like canon Kanae but is a dude.
Jonathan Joestar
died
on February 7th, 1889
Hi, I'm generally new to this blog, but I needed a warmup to start writing an essay for school and this Au inspired me! Hope it's okay I wrote a snippet for Jonathan's first awakening.
(this is me rn ⬇️)
Jonathan couldn't feel, not really. He hadn't felt in ages, except for the occasional sharp pain over his birthmark. Not enough to tell he was alive, truly, but definitely enough to say he at least wasn't dead. He didn't know what he'd done to deserve this. Maybe Father was right, maybe he wasn't good enough, wasn't perfect enough to protect even himself, much less Erina, or Speedwagon, or anybody he loves-
And for the first time in ages, Jonathan feels.
It begins with a sharp pain in his temple. Far away enough to be written off as his mind finally beginning to betray him, but also there enough to be cause for questioning. Then it's the pain in his abdomen. His shoulder, his leg, his heart. Someone, somewhere is hurting, and it makes Jonathan feel.
It's been a very long time since Jonathan had felt anything, so it takes him a long moment to recognize the feeling. Sadness? Melancholy? Frustration? Anger?
Fury.
Someone is hurting something of his like Jonathan was once hurt. And he had sworn to not let it happen to anyone else.
And, suddenly, Jonathan felt everything.
Jonathan felt bone cracking under his fists, the confused screams of the assaulters, his own throat and hands burning with the strength of his breaths, his life, his Hamon, and his screams. This thing, this boy, Jonathan learned when he looked back at what exactly he'd been protecting, was his, and he didn't like for things of his to be hurt.
Jonathan knelt next to the boy, and was met with a frightened flinch and scramble back. That was understandable, Jonathan must've been incorporeal at best, and a veritable sight at worst. Then Jonathan looked down at his hands to survey the damage.
Purple fingers. Black gloves. Golden knuckles. No blood. Jonathan didn't recognize the body that must've been his. He looked back at the boy who was staring at him like he had murdered an entire city. Jonathan reached out, trying, desperately, to reassure the boy that it was alright.
"Or-"
And Jonathan was thrown back to the unfeeling.
(Just gonna @ you here too in case Tumblr pulls some bull like its done to me before-)
@starry-blue-echoes
This theory has been rotting my brain as of recently ✨so✨
AU where Jonathan is Star Platinum
Jonathan has no idea what’s going on.
He’s pretty sure he died but now he’s floating and glowing which definitely isn’t normal and also there’s this teenager in black who’s being cornered by four guys who are armed so guess he better deal with that- Oh. Oh, he’s a lot stronger than before. Huh.
Oh bother now the boy thinks he’s an evil spirit haunting him, which is a tad rude since sure he might be a spirit but he’s not evil- Oh, now he’s locking himself in a jail cell.
So yeah, Jonathan has A Time in this new day and age