#rsstuff.

i think he would vape. and he would be really particular, he only likes ice flavors. i think he would only smoke cigarettes in front of you because he knows it's kinda gay gay to be vaping and wants you to think he's cool.

i think he would be loud and annoying, but you can tell he's got a good heart with how careful he is with his words around you. always tip-toeing around subjects. probably has never saved a spider in his life until he’s met you.

he has three instagram posts, all three are gym pics and they’re all edited dark as fuck. he posted them five years ago but he still looks the same so they serve their purpose. his tagged photos are him in his frat, sports, high school football teams, throwback thursdays from his buddies he’s still good with.

if he got your socials he’s liking ever single post. he’s not being subtle. he’s commenting, dm’ing you immediately like IN YOUR FACE directly interested. if he found your spotify he would post a song you like on his stories.

he’s suddenly going out more than normal to see if he will see you. suddenly, going to work and the gym isn’t apart of his routine. suddenly he is going grocery shopping weekly instead of his monthly bill buying. suddenly he’s getting his nails done and is interested in skincare.

you give him the time of day he suddenly can’t sleep. he wants to call. he will cold call. sometimes he’ll text a “watch this” to warn you but he will just call you. anytime. calls keep you up until 6 am when the sun starts rising. he’s fighting sleep to hear your voice. he dies hearing your sleepy voice. he’d call you at work to ask you a stupid question.

he’d send gym vids. “want a push up video full audio until failure?” bc he’s ran thru.

first date with him he’s picking you up. probably has a big SUV. is reluctant to let you have the AUX but he’d do anything to keep you at this exact proximity.

let him drive you to work please he’s dying to do anything to show you off. he likes seeing you in his passenger seat so much, likes to dramatically run around his car to open the door for you.

sends you voice messages. the one time you send a couple he’s losing his mind.

genuinely cannot stop looking at you. a long drive with him and he can barely keep his eyes on the road. if that road is a long stretch he’s stealing glances.

he’s genuinely funny. he understands all of your references, mostly because he is a (retired) slut but you two have a lot in common.

he’s a romantic guy who dotes on you constantly when you two aren’t in a relationship. he stops whatever he’s doing for you. he’s the annoying coworker everyone hates who’s calling you with his airpods in so he can get through the day. they let him do it because he’s good at his job and he’s been in a less pissy mood at work since he met you.

sex with sukuna always feels like a battle. you can’t remember the last time (if ever) you two had normal sex that didn’t feel like a competition. he always had to make you cum more than once. it was no exception.

he’d play with your needy body with the mouth on his hand first. he loved getting you drenched and soaked between your legs as he’s tonguing his way into your mouth in a messy kiss. you’d always found it a little gross but if he enjoyed it you did too. it was probably because he loved the way you sounded when he’s hitting that spot inside of you with his other tongue, his second pair of eyes always watching how your body reacts to him. he could read you like a book, fulfill that disgusting part of you.

he’ll force you ride the tongue on his stomach. not because he particularly got off to it or cared if you felt good, he just loved the sight of it. loved seeing your face red and embarrassed or overwhelmed. it satiates the desire more than killing, though he’d never admit to it. there’s always some part of you that thinks one day he’ll kill you, but for you both that was the excitement in it.

he could always sense your fear but it only drove you crazier when your on your whatever forced orgasm. so scared and useless under him while he fucks you. the mouth on his hand sucking on your clit just to hear you cry and beg for him to take it easy. he can see the stars in your eyes as you fade in and out of consciousness from the sheer pleasure. that’s how he wants you. like jelly in all four of his palms as he’s tonguing holds your limp body.

i've wrote this for a period of time since i got this ask and have changed my answer several times. yes. he absolutely does have a soft spot for you, but he really actually HATES that about himself. you've managed to penetrate the armor he's worked so hard to put on. i feel this applies to most versions of sukuna in any au. he's a terrible awful man, there's no soft spot UNTIL he meets you. so i imagine it takes awhile to get to that part.

which leads me to the idea that he has to get to know you for awhile for him to develop these feelings. you'd have to be a long time friend or a long time foe.

it hits him one day how much he longs for you. he wants to hear you talk, wants to see every version of you. shows up out of nowhere in your life the moment you let him in.

like ofc he wants to hit SOOOO bad but why? he can HAVE sex literally anytime he wants with mostly anybody, so why is he craving YOU specifically?

he's taking notes on all the things you like and dislike. he's suddenly become more spatially aware of his body. he's not insecure but he does care suddenly about how much contact he's allowed to take up with you. he cares soooo bad about the clothes he wears suddenly. if you compliment one outfit suddenly it's the only thing he's wearing around you.

the thing that really fucks with him is how badly he wants to fit your criteria. he wants to be the one man in the world that fits perfectly to you. he has never in his entire life cared about any of these things until he met you.