Ditzy35
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Hey! here! Looking for a partner to RP with! This time I request a jjk based RP in which my oc will be a rare human like cursed spirit and the character my partner will have to play is gojo! (My OC's name is Lottie. Pics will be provided). PLS BE AN ADULT AND BE LITERATE! I DON'T REALLY MEAN LIKE WRITING LONG PARAGRAPHS! BASIC WRITING WITH CREATIVE AND DESCRIPTIVE EFFORT IS MORE IMPORTANT TI ME THAN HOW LONG YOU WRITE
Anyways here's a bit of insight of the plot below:
The door slid open with a soft creak, and the weight of the world seemed to settle on Gojo Satoru’s shoulders as he stepped into his estate. His usual carefree demeanor was noticeably absent. His posture slumped for a moment, his face pale and weary. It had been another grueling mission in Okinawa, and the higher-ups had pushed him to his limits. He hated it—the endless tasks, the never-ending pressure—and more than anything, he hated being away from her.
He had to deal with the constant stream of duties, but he was done with all that for now. He needed something familiar, something grounding.
“Lottie?”
A brief pause followed, and then, like a breath of fresh air, she appeared.
Lottie, the creature he had named, bounded into the room with a smile. Her golden blonde hair framed her face in disarray, a stark contrast to her bright, mischievous eyes. Her smile, sharp and predatory with those fangs, never failed to stir something in him, something he couldn't quite place. She was a curse, but her mannerisms—her innocence, her joy—those weren’t what you’d expect from a cursed spirit. Not at all.
She rushed toward him as soon as she heard his voice, her steps light and quick, almost like she was floating. Her eyes glimmered with excitement, and before Gojo could even react, she was already there, her small body wrapping around him in a hug.
“You're back!” Lottie chirped, her voice sweet with genuine happiness, the kind only she could muster. She nuzzled her cheek against his, her breath warm against his skin.
Anyways here's a bit of insight of the plot below:
The door slid open with a soft creak, and the weight of the world seemed to settle on Gojo Satoru’s shoulders as he stepped into his estate. His usual carefree demeanor was noticeably absent. His posture slumped for a moment, his face pale and weary. It had been another grueling mission in Okinawa, and the higher-ups had pushed him to his limits. He hated it—the endless tasks, the never-ending pressure—and more than anything, he hated being away from her.
He had to deal with the constant stream of duties, but he was done with all that for now. He needed something familiar, something grounding.
“Lottie?”
A brief pause followed, and then, like a breath of fresh air, she appeared.
Lottie, the creature he had named, bounded into the room with a smile. Her golden blonde hair framed her face in disarray, a stark contrast to her bright, mischievous eyes. Her smile, sharp and predatory with those fangs, never failed to stir something in him, something he couldn't quite place. She was a curse, but her mannerisms—her innocence, her joy—those weren’t what you’d expect from a cursed spirit. Not at all.
She rushed toward him as soon as she heard his voice, her steps light and quick, almost like she was floating. Her eyes glimmered with excitement, and before Gojo could even react, she was already there, her small body wrapping around him in a hug.
“You're back!” Lottie chirped, her voice sweet with genuine happiness, the kind only she could muster. She nuzzled her cheek against his, her breath warm against his skin.
