the fact that the harrow nova universe implies that gideon is now the necromancer makes me crave a true role reversal au. like, one where everyone's roles are reversed.
just imagine. ianthe and coronabeth as cavaliers. babs as a necromancer. palamedes as a cavalier. camilla as a necromancer.
fuck it. go even further;
lock john in the tomb.
idea: alecto locked him in the tomb when she realized he had too many powers for one human to have, and had become an active threat.
now, this leaves us in a universe where....alecto is the emperor. and to be completely fair, her overall personality and demeanor fit the role of god much better than john's. which leaves us with two very different versions of mercymorn and augustine. a mercymorn and augustine who are, for one, absolutely terrified of the emperor of the nine houses, and a mercymorn and augustine who know they can't threesome their way into a betrayal. and maybe, just maybe, they're not too fond of the whole "locked our friend in a tomb on pluto for 10 000 years" thing.
as for john himself, idk man. maybe some time in the tomb would do him some good. a few thousand years to, like, y'know. think about the whole "destroyed the universe" thing. also, i just like the idea of him, at the end of the nova universe's version of ntn, walking out of the tomb and saying something stupid like "what year is it?" "10008" "damn it. my alarm didn't go off."
oh, also, pyrrha in control of g1deon for the entirety of htn, only for g1deon to emerge at the end. haven't given this idea that much thought, but i'm sure there are g1deon enthusiasts who could do it justice.
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ok but gojo actually physically going into heat when he's fighting a strong opponent is. incredibly sexy. and not in an omegaverse setting, just the canon setting. where his powers manifest like that maybe?
and he's always felt that small spark. that heat birthing in his gut when he's in fights, but they're ultimately, always disappointing. his opponent is too weak, always. the small flame dies along with its birth, never growing enough to spread along his body and truly bring him alight. it's all so boring. and unfulfilling.
it's only when he's fighting sukuna that he FEELS it properly. that thrill. that heat that grows and grows and grows inside him, except it doesn't stop, to the point where it's unbearable.
and his insides burn, and the heat seeps from his hole, scorching and burning all along his thighs. spreading and spreading to have his entire body on fire and on the edge of bursting. and he needs. he needs. he needs much more than a simple fight can give him.
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kaeya having his mandela catalogue moment seeing the copy of his brother… can’t wait for him to meet shade! that definitely won’t fuck him up at all! - teddy anon
oh he’ll totally leave that interaction 100% sane (lying)
brief note, diluc and shade would be over in .2 seconds. putting aside the impossibility of shade leaving your side willingly, diluc has long since memorized the microexpressions on kaeya’s face, and knows that he isn’t him.
brief note two, shade is much better at passing as kaeya than red is diluc. aside from the very obvious detail of red borderline growling at people all the time, red carries himself differently. diluc, while often awkward and sometimes unintentionally cold, is still approachable, a trait that red could never manage. shade, however…
shade is a bandit. a master of disguise mixed with kaeya's already clever personality, able to mask himself as kaeya—and has, on occasion, to lead a patrol away or to snatch some medical supplies from the city for you or nikki. the difference is that he has a diluc to fall back on, one that he can trust with his entire self. kaeya can't let himself be honest with diluc and vice versa, but shade and red can. who better to tell your homicidal urges to than your fellow reflection?
imagine with me. post hunt. you're entering mondstat, without red at nikki's request. you, nikki, momo, and shade, making your way toward the gates. everyone knew about the old copy of diluc you had made, about the mirrors your friend taught you to use to summon the archons of old. even night, elusive as she was, was known throughout the knights.
but shade was new. shade was quick on his feet, always swift to pull you through the impossible tangles of forest, into thickets that would knit behind you so the patrols couldn't follow. shade was a well kept secret, only glimpsed in rumors throughout the city that the cavalry captain was occasionally seen in a new set of formal wear.
kaeya had heard these rumors. he'd also known that your 'diluc' was your closest guard, and had himself witnessed him going into the city. he'd thought nothing of it, assuming the people had simply seen someone that looked like him. they hadn't.
once youre close enough for him to actually recognize shade, its like his whole world falls apart.
"divine one..." jean, at his side, likely also recalling the rumors. "your company..."
"this is momo and nikki," you introduce, "and this is shade."
shade. some part of that feels ironic.
hes not surprised by the talking cat, barely registering nikki's polite hello as he locks eyes with shade. same height, same hair, same patch over the eye and sharp smile when he knows he's won.
"shade, say hello."
shade blinks, then flashes a fake smile. "greetings."
the meeting is a blur for kaeya. all he can see is shade, shade and how clearly you and him are attached. his hand held in yours, the adoring look in his eyes as he watches you speak-
he'd passed as kaeya. his mask was so paper thin someone he's never even met could imitate it flawlessly, putting on his identity like a costume on the world's stage and doing it better.
shade was the one at your side. shade led you away with a polite smile—you didn't see the way it dropped so he could shoot kaeya a glare—and a hand around your waist. shade was the one that believed you, that kept you safe.
kaeya had invented the frostwind swordsman. he'd crafted his persona by hand, making a shield out of his words and behavior, and yet it was somehow shade that had perfected it.
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Flora can you pick a Louis song of the year from your wrapped please thank you bye
I can!!!! That's soooo hard I have so many but I think Sun Bleached Flies by Ethel Cain is the one if I had to pick. Makes me convulse a little tbh hhhhhhh HIM
Honorable Mentions: Would've, Could've, Should've by Taylor Swift, Silver Springs by Fleetwood Mac, Stand By Your Man by Tammy Wynette, Strangers by Ethel Cain
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