DIVINITY ✦ ᴊᴊᴋ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ //

Modern!Ryomen Sukuna // ​🇧​​🇮​​🇰​​🇪​​🇷​ ​🇸​​🇭​​🇮​​🇹 [💞🌶️]

> Modern!School!AU

> Delinquent!Biker!Sukuna x Reader 

> gender not specified 

!! Smut included !!

1.4k+ words

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Ryomen Sukuna— who from a young age could never really communicate his feelings. Who would push all the other kids off the playground because they were clogging up the slide. Who never once expressed remorse when setting fire to that poor ant colony with his mini magnifying glass. Who was labeled as a "troubled" child. Who skipped grades because he was so freakishly intelligent. Who never had to try in school. Who fell off his Lightning McQueen bike the second he saw you on the playground. He immediately shoved his way through the swarm of other kids, butted his way into your lil' game of tag, invited himself to play and proceeded to shove your tiny body into the grass, laughing maniacally.

Pissed, you grabbed him by the hair, yanked harshly and threw him down on the ground next to you, — engaging in the most intense wrestling match either you had ever had in your short lives. Stuck in the nurse's office with his Despicable Me bandaid and getting scolded by every staff member in the school, Sukuna could only stare at you, completely enamored by you and your fiery spirit so akin to his own.

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Sukuna would pull up to school everyday on his motorbike, making as much noise possible and spewing exhaust everywhere, just to spite the Environmental Club members who continuously berated him for air pollution.

He didn't vape— no no, he wasn't a lil' pussy bitch. Sukuna was a man, he smoked straight cigars, the kind you'd only ever see your grandpa piping,— and it was disgusting

He'd do it just to annoy you too. When you walk outside for lunch, he'd exhale a rather generous amount of smoke right in your face, earning him a string of curses in response. He'd just smile, chuckle and walk away

Sukuna is a rather intimidating individual, — towering over everyone in a room,- tatted up with the most gorgeous inky designs you'd ever seen. His favorite shirts always revealed a generous amount of his beefy, muscular arms. The thin fabrics clung to his figure, showing clearly defined muscles (and those phat milk jugs hoooooly cow)

He'd be that guy wearing fucking kakis in the middle of winter 💀

Fucking shit his muscular thighs too?? Holy smokes I'm drooling 🤤

Sukuna was always alone, and he preferred things that way. He didn't have a band of lackeys behind him all the time— though plenty deeply admired him— he didn't need them anyways to look every bit the tough guy delinquent who was unafraid to get physical.

—- and he was physical. Like, he was always finding his way into a fight,— and always came out on top. Starting something with this guy was a death wish. Everyone in the school knew who he was, and everyone in the school— including the teachers — respected him out of fear

He never picked on anyone who'd be considered an "easy target". No no, that'd be way too easy. Where's the fun in that? Nah, he goes straight for the person on top— the cockier the better. He's more than happy to beat up a fellow delinquent

You, however, seem to catch his eye in particular. So fiery, so fierce,— you take everything he throws at you and chuck it right back at him. There's a deep sentiment of respect between the two of you, underneath all the petty arguments and crude insults