Do you have any characters you can see working with Gojo specifically?
If we're talking about other jjk characters, I can see him working with Geto ofc, there's also Nanami and Sukuna. As for my personal tastes I also like him with Higuruma and Choso tho that would need some plotting and see if our interpretations work out :>
Now about characters outside Jjk?? I guess it depends but Gojo is drawn to strong people, I can't see him being interested in someone who needs "being taken care of", he likes equals. Small rabbits won't catch his attention imo he prefers the cunning fox type do u feel me
To that one meme—!! There’s not just one thing I like about how you play your muses! Your writing is beyond compelling, and you capture all your characters distinct personalities without fail. But a notable thing would be: for Liu Xiao, seeing how you portrayed a character with such little background information other than a brief summary was/is amazing! How you managed to stay true to the personality we see in the show and expand on it where you see fit has me 👁️👁️ I’m glad as our little trio watched the show further, there were those parallels to Makima bc you play her incredibly too! It’s just fun watching you write all your 😈😈😈 muses. I could go on all day with this
AAAAAAAAAAA THANK U SM 🥹🥹🥹 I owe u and Ivy my life for introducing me to Liu Xiao and beat me up to finish link click lmao I wouldn't have continued watching if it weren't for U guys. I ain't forget our faces when lx appeared in the cinema with xf pulling the best Makima move in history HELPPP
I appreciate ur words bc ur one of my fav writers 🫶🫶🫶
@12reset // what is ONE THING you like about the way i play my character?
KISS ME .. an assortment of kissing prompts .
sharing a kiss while sitting by a campfire.
a kiss that leaves behind lipstick marks.
a kiss given between ocean waves.
kissing your lover because you believe you're going to die.
kissing the tears that roll down your lover's cheeks.
a kiss while being held bridal style.
a playful kiss given between laughter.
finally kissing the friend you've been yearning for.
kissing your enemy while holding them at knife point.
a kiss in the aftermath of a fight.
forbidden lovers sharing a kiss in the shadows.
kissing down your lover's body.
kissing at a crowded party.
a kiss shared against a tree.
a kiss to end sexual tension.
kissing to pretend that you are in a relationship together.
a kiss to prove you no longer have feelings for your lover.
a kiss shared to make someone else jealous.
a kiss that leads to undressing each other.
a kiss to say goodbye.
kisses against a wound.
a kiss to the forehead, meant to soothe.
a kiss to the neck from behind.
an 'i love you but i can't be with you' kiss.
an 'i'm in love with someone else, but you're here' kiss.
passionate kisses that end in ripped clothing.
an 'i forgive you' kiss.
a kiss shared at a masquerade ball.
your lover going to walk away, but you grab them and pull them back in for a kiss before they go.
a kiss shared underneath fireworks.
𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐏 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 . . . Set the stage for lingering touches, stolen glances, and words laced with double meaning. ✧ ˚₊ Themes: tension, teasing & unspoken desire.
✧ › HEAT & TEASING .
My muse runs their fingers along your muse’s wrist absentmindedly, tracing slow, lazy circles.
My muse leans in, their breath warm against your muse’s skin as they whisper, “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
My muse grabs your muse’s waist to steady them, but doesn’t move away immediately.
My muse catches your muse staring and smirks, tilting their head. “See something you like?”
My muse playfully tugs your muse’s necklace/tie/collar, pulling them just a little closer.
My muse brushes their lips against your muse’s ear as they murmur something just for them.
My muse traps your muse against a wall, eyes dark with something unreadable.
My muse challenges your muse to a game, but the stakes are… interesting..
✧ › FORBIDDEN ROMANCE .
My muse stops your muse in a dark hallway, their voice barely above a whisper. “If anyone sees us—”
My muse shoves your muse against a wall, breathing heavily. “Tell me to stop, and I will.”
My muse lingers at your muse’s door, knowing they shouldn’t be here. “One last time. That’s all.”
My muse runs a hand down your muse’s arm before pulling away. “We can’t keep doing this… but I don’t want to stop.”
My muse is forced to work with your muse, pretending there’s nothing between them.
My muse warns your muse to stay away, but the way they look at them says otherwise.
My muse kisses your muse in the shadows, knowing full well what it would cost them if they were caught.
though we don't know much about liu xiao part of me thinks that "being able to hear people's heart beats" isn't all there is to his ability, in fact i'd say that he's lying about it and his true ability is far beyond that, probably something fitting his all-controling personality like nullification of abilities or copying them, seems like something he would have and it also explains a lot of his behavior behind the scenes in yingdu arc. anyways, his character is designed around the concept of wolf in sheep's clothing, i can't wait for him to reveal his real motives behind chasing lu guang through different timelines what even is he? the regression police? much to think about.
❛ is this what you wanted to see? ❜ / also grimm to ulqui....
🐝 * ― 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑶𝑴 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑨 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. // @chipen
he knew better than to taunt. but this is not taunting: it’s exploration, it’s mindplay, the sort of dynamics that only the espada found delight in, and while delight itself is not a source of pleasure and much less what he seeks, ulquiorra would be concealing the truth if he’d denied that seeing grimmjow this exposed, open and raw like fresh-cut meat didn’t gnaw at the corners of his mind with new-found curiosity.
‘ if i say yes, will it change anything? will it make you cover the scar again?... or maybe you will mirror shame as humans feel when their most vulnerable sides are exposed? ’
arrancar flesh didn’t bend, hard like a carcass. even more difficult it is for it to scar, to leave behind traces of soul energy that isn’t your own — for grimmjow’s body to have patched itself up like molten stone on a crass surface, that must mean the boy drove him into a position where it was either stay and fight or early suicide. grimmjow is strong, so it ought to be the former.
there’s only a brief fire in his eye, like the sharp flutter of a candlelight before it’s blown out. his hand moves slowly, pointedly reaching its destination atop grimmjow’s bare chest, where skin meets tissue, muscle and whatever else their bodies are made of. cold, hardened — the quartz trees on the outside would bend beneath his touch, yet this body doesn’t.
ulquiorra glances up, surprised to find a vacancy of fury in his features. where there should be anger, there’s only an unwavering gaze thrown back at him. ulquiorra is patient, far too patient, and albeit only momentarily, ulquiorra has the sinking feeling that something is amiss, that the longer his fingers remain static it would only give grimmjow another reason to gloat, same as he always did, always expectant that ulquiorra will react in kind. ( he didn’t - on most occassions. )
he knows it’s inevitable, so his hand is withdrawn, back into his pockets.
‘ it’s pointless. i’m merely assessing the damage on lord aizen’s orders. ’