SUMIRE.

私は武器に他ない。

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an indie roleplay blog featuring jujutsu kaisen original character, sumire. penned by ILIA. mdni. no ai. 21+. extremely dark themes ahead, including cannibalism, obsession, and murder. multiverse. multi-ship. please visit rules and character biography before continuing. feel free to read extra information (lore, facts, etc) here.

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blood launches itself into her face, coats her jawline and cheekbone into that magnificent crimson that is only born from death and destruction. sumire’s hand is wrapped tightly around the handle of a katana, its sharp and dull side stained. the weapon itself was nothing more than another one of her victims, contorted into the shape of a blade to serve her. she feels no guilt about the transformation. soon enough, she won’t even remember the name of the person who she had used her cursed technique on. she’s already forgotten the embraces she had to endure and the kind words that slipped from their mouth in response to her crimes. they should’ve been more cautious. they should’ve understood the complexity of her existence. it’s not her fault.

the village is only small, secluded from the general population of japan, yet she assumes that the higher ups of jujutsu society will soon send a sorcerer her way. however, by then, she’ll be done, with nothing but blood spatter proving that she had remained in the village for longer than a minute. they were never good at chasing her down. they always assumed she’d come crawling back to the same place to see the consequences of her actions, but that was never true. they should’ve learned by now how she behaved.

however, a surprise is granted to sumi. footsteps. cursed energy. the breathing of an angry sorcerer. well, she would just have to stay to see how @rosekissd feels about her work. she can already guess the answer, assumes that it’ll be on the more negative side. would anyone ever look at her as if her nature was positive for the world? ❝ oh? they’ve finally decided to be on time. ❞ she mocks, twists the katana in her hand so she’s ready to attack once more. ❝ i must say, i’m surprised. they always let me down. ❞

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one day i’ll write a post going into detail about sumi’s domain… i swear…

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despite being in tumblr rpc for about a year i still have no idea how to link tags

[bippus]

Ohhhh so I was doomed from the beginning okay

[creationofcontrol]

SUMIRE & CANNIBALISM

for sumi & cannibalism, the first thing to establish is that her involvement with cannibalism is heavily influenced by ‘cannibalism as a metaphor for love’. she wouldn’t ever eat somebody that she has the intention of killing through her chaotic acts of war. in fact, she probably wouldn’t get along with people who eat other people as a violent, hatred driven act. she understands ritualism and addiction, and can understand the bizarre circumstances can throw people into the act, but she couldn’t emphasise with people who eat others just for the sake of it.

sumi sees cannibalism as an intimate act— that consuming another human being will make them a part of her. it’s better than using her technique and keeping them permanently as a weapon (even though that’s not completely how it works).

an important note: she rarely falls in love. for the centuries that she has existed for, she doesn’t find people who can match her in mind and strength. most people believe she is deranged (rightfully so), and it’s only the occasional person that wanders along who will love her for who she is.

if she truly falls in love with somebody, rather than using them briefly for her own benefit, she will resort to the act of eating their flesh. this is due to a lack of positive representation of love in her past, and the belief that what she is doing shows true passion for the other person.

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waves crash against the pier, slowly chipping away at its already decaying shape. the air smells salty, as the coast always does. sumire is not used to the peace and quiet, but her body requires some time to recover after being so involved with the shinjuku showdown. she wants to go back, relive the moment, see the life go out of the opponent’s eyes— but she cannot return to the past. if she could, she would’ve changed a lot of things by now. she supposes she can live with small amounts of regret. she will be remembered for her vicious nature in battle, her constant drive for power. nobody will remember the way her hand hesitates as her bones contort into the shape of a sword, nor the result afterwards.

eventually, she takes a seat on the edge, water splashing up to the soles of her shoes. eye averts downwards, one hand resting in the palm of her other. she looks like she’s at peace, yet she constantly tries to feel for those who could be around her, possible enemies. that’s probably why she recognises the aura of @incantiori so quickly.

❝ i won’t be staying for long. ❞ sumi kicks her feet, quickly stands up so she has no longer let her guard down, even if it was never completely down in the first place. perhaps she doesn’t want to show that she can be weak, too. it reminds her of the humanity that she has lost, and she despises every single second of it. her head turns, eye piercing into utahime’s. ❝ japan bores me. ❞ she’s not sure where she will go next. maybe somewhere in europe. she has always heard that it’s nice at this time of year, after all…

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HOW TO DEFEAT SUMIRE

everyone has weaknesses. sumire included. she is not immune to everything no matter how hard she tries to make it seem that way.

the key to her destruction is love.

it doesn’t make sense in terms of jujutsu logic. exorcism of curses are typically born from hatred and anger, maybe even sadness. cursed energy is born from those negative emotions and can help to form a technique that proves useful in the destruction of cursed spirits or users.

during her transformation into a weapon, her mother exuded pure love (even if briefly), to her child. this became a vital part of her technique for keeping herself alive, or impacting her in general. yet she now uses her technique with hate, knows other sorcerers attack her with hate. this prevents them from being able to harm her.

through true, pure love from the opponent, it is possible to harm her. it requires a genuine connection between both sumire and the other person. she needs to feel at least a little safe around them, and feel betrayed when they do try and kill her. the other person also has to feel guilt about attacking her.

it is possible, based on where the hits are given and how combat is used, to completely overtake the mother’s love for her daughter and put an end to sumi.

this is proven from sumire’s first “soulmate”, who was the cause of her missing eye. they managed to catch her off guard. they loved her. she trusted them. it resulted in the loss of her eye and contributed to her domain expansion.

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sumi hates people leaving her on read but will leave everyone on read (especially if they need her help).

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VERSE CREATION: MHA

originally taking on role of vigilante, sumi attempted to warp her own perception of the planet to try and conform to a mentality that was not her’s. however, on further consideration, her own needs of causing chaotic war were not met and she strayed from the path. she does not see herself as hero or villain, instead seeing herself as a necessity. she works alone, but does team up with the league of villains for a short period of time to attempt her biggest challenge yet.

[yugiohz]

please respond to my email or I’m gonna nuke this planet

[unpr0mpted]

blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

" that's a lot of blood. "

" it isn't mine. "

" what did you do ? "

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

" come on. have a taste. "

" holy shit, are you okay ? "

" it looks worse than it feels. "

" you should see the other guy. "

" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

" lean on me. "

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "

" . . . gross. "

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

" is that a fucking body ? "

" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "

" what the hell happened ? "

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

" at least it wasn't me this time. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "

" i'm not scared of you. "

" you don't scare me. "

" shut up and let me help you. "

" i got your shirt all bloody. "

" let's get you cleaned up. "

" that looks like it hurts. "

" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "

" we are so fucked. "

" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "

" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "

" the fucker deserved it. "

" red looks good on you. "

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "

" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "

" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "

" this isn't what it looks like. "

" it was an accident. "

" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "

" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "

" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "

" you're bleeding. "

" what the fuck happened to you ? "

" you're getting blood on the carpet. "

" sit down before you fall down. "

" that looks like a you problem. "

𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet

sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver

receiver finds sender covered in blood

sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding

sender helps receiver clean up after a kill

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb

sender licks receiver's blood off a knife

sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb

sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver

receiver finds sender stood over a body

sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood

sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean

sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood

sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed

sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)

receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze

sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone

sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand

sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face

sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them

sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver

sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall

sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled

receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off

sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver

sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse

sender takes an injury meant for receiver

sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood

sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone

sender punches receiver in the mouth

receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust

sender helps receiver bury a body

sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3

sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3

sender leans on receiver for support

sender kills someone to protect receiver

receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it

sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver

receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself

sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip

sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning

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the embers flicker under sumire’s gaze as she prods impatiently at the lit fire with a stick. she understands patience is a virtue, yet she cannot seem to comprehend how she can gain the skills necessary to class herself as a patient person. she waits for nobody— ever. but the circumstances have changed, as she finds herself relying on another, someone who understands the landscape more than she does. it irks her, that somebody could be better than her in any way, but she knows to respect abilities that exceed her own. she will respect it, understand it, turn it against them… eventually. her brain is too fatigued to conquer an ability that lies only metres away from her.

a sigh escapes the weapon’s lips, and she drops the stick down onto the floor. it barely makes a sound as it collides with the dry soil. she rises to her feet, hand brushing up against the rough material of wood. sap is pushed out from the bulk of the material, so she hurriedly wipes her hand to avoid it from sticking for too long, begins pacing into the thick grass. when was @kn4ves going to return?

footsteps arise from the distance, shoes clearly breaking brittle sticks and knocking against branches that have fallen from the viscosity of the earth. ❝ it’s about time! ❞ she grumbles, tone almost conveying petulance as she marches over to the one she had made a temporary alliance with. it was all in the name of war, after all. ❝ you didn’t have to take so long doing— well, whatever the hell you were doing! ❞ arms cross over her chest as she glares daggers into the other.

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WEAPONOFWAR

an indie, jujutsu kaisen original character, sumire. penned by ILIA. mdni. no ai. 21+. dark content ahead, such as cannibalism and obsession. spoilers ahead for jujutsu kaisen. multi-verse available, with other verses such as mha & modern included. please read rules and info before following.

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blood rushes towards her face, heating up behind her skin and attempting to protect her from the blistering cold. it’s a terrible time to pick a fight, even if she has been conditioned to fight in every possible situation. even if natural disasters such as tsunamis came barging through the streets, she would still make an attempt to raise her katana high and strike. yet there was something different, infuriatingly so, about the seasonal change that placed her at a disadvantage. it must have been because of the frost that was embedding itself into her dominant hand, preventing her from being able to properly concentrate on said fight. she shivers softly, changes her grip on the weapon. her skin is splitting because of the temperatures— perhaps she had never properly adapted to the drop of temperature in the prime of winter.

of course, winter was a wonderful thing besides the weakness it cruelly dealt out to sumire. the specks of snow that dropped from the heavens, built up over the hard ground with hell only metres beneath. most are joyful in winter. at least, that’s what sumi has concluded in the past. but the months have not been kind to those involved in jujutsu. the shibuya incident, followed by the culling games, have ripped apart any sanity that those remaining could have and placed them in the worst scenario possible. nobody can do a thing about it. the only thing left to do is wait for the inevitable.

❝ mhm… it’s cold. ❞ she’s not sure if @shrinebled heard her words. it didn’t matter. nothing else could be said about the topic apart from maybe a hint of agreement, but she doubted that kaori would agree with her. after all, they were enemies. maybe a small amount of mercy would be granted (for the both of them), and they would decide to continue the battle in the sweet warmth that buildings only metres away possess. it all depended on the opponent. but the concept doesn’t make sense. if she’s meant to harbour the chaotic nature of war, should she not be more powerful in the colder months? she supposes it’s remnants of her human nature seeping through. ❝ we should go inside. get some coffee… ❞

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sumire does not remember the last time she has felt so gratified. it’s an intense emotion that curls over her bones, twists her perception of jujutsu society, completely takes over her entire being. the fresh scent of battle lingers in the air, decay and destruction forging the path to the future. as much as she wants to continue, she’s ever so fatigued. and as all weapons do, she will break from the incessant use of her fighting capability. but the war between curse and sorcerer has come to a close, with sorcerer taking a victory— which doesn’t seem so victorious when taking in casualties— so sumire clearly deserves a break, especially after utilising the powerful nature of her domain expansion. the empty space beneath the eyepatch throbs, clearly overworked.

there are few jujutsu sorcerers who remain in the same room as her. she makes the basic assumption that they do not trust her rampage is over, and will likely wrap her in talisman upon talisman in the hopes to prevent her from using her technique. they’re not idiots— and sumire deeply respects that. she’s never seen such power from a group of sorcerers in her life … so even if a move was made, it wouldn’t be until much later.

her head remains at its permanent tilt as she sluggishly steps towards the door. despite being emotionally fulfilled, her body had reach its physical limits and she would likely be slow moving for months. ❝ i’ll be taking my leave now. ❞ she had granted her help through the definitive shape of a binding vow. yet, those conditions were now met, and sumi did not need to stay with people who were nothing but remnants of the past. her hand lightly presses against the doorway before she dares to exit, and her head whips around to face @ephemorals. ❝ yifei. i’d like a word before i leave. ❞ she understands that people may be skeptical of her request, but, at the moment, she means no harm, and that needs to be reiterated for her request to be granted. ❝ i mean you no harm. unless you attack me first. ❞

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okay now i’ve got all the important stuff out the way (rules, info, promo), i can work on starters!! let me know if you want to do any plotting beforehand.