3 times Frat!Kuna clocks misogynistic fratboys
Summary: Dating a womenโs studies major has turned Sukuna into the frat houseโs most feared feminist. Now the frat boys canโt make a sexist comment without getting a lecture, while you sit back and watch.
A/n: just fun lil thing i thought of :)
The frat house was unusually quiet, no music, no party, no sports discussions.
This was because Ryomen Sukuna was standing in the living room with his arms crossed, looking genuinely disappointed.
โDid you just call her a bitch?โ
Satoru Gojo, halfway through stealing someoneโs energy drink from the fridge, blinked. โWhat?โ
โYou called that girl a bitch.โ
โShe literally stole my hoodie after our hookup,โ he shrugged him off.
Sukuna pointed at him. โAnd? Speak like a man. Have some respect.โ
Satoru looked around. โDid anyone else hear that?โ
โNo, seriously.โ Sukuna continued. โYou donโt get to call women bitches because youโre annoyed.โ
Satoru stared. โWho are you?โ
โMy girlfriend says thatโs misogynistic.โ
โYour girlfriend also made you stop saying โfemales.โโ
โAnd she was right, itโs disrespectful. Some shit incels say.โ
The entire frat house collectively recoiled.
Across the room, you sat on the couch, sipping an iced coffee and watching the chaos unfold. A smile on your face, because god were you enjoying this.
This was better than reality TV.
Satoru pointed at you. โYOU DID THIS.โ
You raised your coffee in acknowledgment.โDamn right.โ
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The frat party was loud enough to shake the walls. Music blasted through the speakers.
Drinking games to your left, a fist fight to your right; and you were just observing from the kitchen.
And in the middle of it all, Toji was sprawled across the couch with a beer in hand.
His girlfriend was standing nearby talking to some friends when Toji waved his empty can in the air. โHey.โ
She glanced over. โYeah?โ
โGrab me another beer.โ
A few people looked over.
โYou heard me.โ Toji pointed toward the kitchen. โGet me another beer.โ
Before she could argue, another voice cut through the room.
Toji closed his eyes. โโฆGod.โ
Across the room, Sukuna was already walking over.
You perked up immediately, ready for your boyfriend to set Toji straight.
Sukuna stopped directly in front of Toji. โHell no.โ
Toji looked exhausted. โNo what?โ
โNo disrespecting your girl in front of me.โ
A few people turned their attention to the potential altercation.
Toji rubbed his forehead. โI asked her to get me a beer.โ
โItโs not that serious, right baby?โ He said, trying to save his ass.
Sukuna crossed his arms. โIf you want a beer, use your legs, or ask nicely.โ
Toji stared, โYou cannot be real.โ
His girlfriend was already trying not to laugh.
Sukuna pointed toward the kitchen, โGo get your own drink.โ
The entire room collectively leaned forward.
Sukuna grinned. โOr Iโll disrespect your face by punching it.โ
You giggled. Only Sukuna could point out misogyny while trying to solve the issue with violence.
A guy standing nearby immediately whispered, โThatโs the most Sukuna version of feminism Iโve ever heard.โ
Toji looked around the room. Nobody was helping him. Not even a little, most probably in fear of Sukuna.
Finally, Toji sighed. โFine.โ
Sukuna nodded. โGood choice.โ
Toji turned toward his girlfriend. โSorry.โ
She raised an eyebrow, suddenly she had more confidence than before. โSorry for what?โ
Toji was clearly embarrassed now, โSorry for talking to you like that.โ
Sukuna gave an approving nod. โThere. Growth.โ
โShut it,โ he said staring down Sukuna. โYou know what? Iโm getting my own beer.โ
As Toji disappeared into the kitchen, the room broke into applause.
His girlfriend laughed and shook her head.
Then she turned to Sukuna. โThanks.โ
Sukuna shrugged. โDonโt thank me.โ
He pointed across the room toward you. โThank her.โ
You were sitting comfortably on a stool in the kitchen; chin in hand, eating chips like youโd been watching a sporting event.
โKunaโs a womenโs studies soldier ,โ she said proudly. โI teach him everything I know.โ
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The fraternity and sorority had gathered in one room to brainstorm ideas for a charity fundraiser. People were throwing out suggestions.
Raffles. Bake sales. Auctions.
Then Satoru snapped his fingers. โI got it.โ
Immediately, you looked concerned, because he never had good ideas.
โWe do a joint event with the sorority.โ Satoru grinned. โThe girls wear maid outfits and serve drinks.โ
The room erupted into approval.
โPeople would love that.โ
Across the room, Sukuna slowly lowered the energy drink from his hand.
โNO,โ Gojo yelled. โLet me have this one good idea,โ he groans.
Sukuna stood. โLet me understandโฆ the women wear maid costumes.โ
โAnd what are the men doing?โ
Toji shrugged. โWe could do some strength challenge.โ
โI donโt know. Lifting something heavy.โ Several people nodded.
โClassic.โ Sukuna stared. Then looked at you, looking for approval to go on a rant.
Sukuna turned back to the room. โThe women get assigned a service role. The men get assigned a strength role.โ
The room collectively sighed.
Sukuna pointed dramatically. โWhy.โ
Satoru finally spoke. โBecause thatโs what people want.โ
You smiled proudly at your boyfriend, waiting for him to call out their blatant sexism.
โSo weโre just reinforcing traditional gender roles for profit now?โ
โITโS A CHARITY EVENT.โ
โYOUโRE MAKING IT SOUND EVIL.โ
Sukuna ignored them. โMisogyny is evil.โ He pointed toward the sorority members.
โWhy are they the ones serving drinks?โ
One of the sorority girls raised her hand. โHonestly, I donโt want to wear a maid costume.โ
โTHANK YOU.โ Sukuna was fully activated.
You were delighted to see how this was playing out.
โExplain to me,โ Sukuna continued, โwhy the men canโt wear maid costumes and serve drinks.โ
The room went dead silent, and you almost spit out your drink.
The sorority sisters were stunned. โWhat?โ
โThe men.โ Sukuna spread his arms.
The room burst into laughter.
โIf serving drinks is easy money, then congratulations.โ He slapped the table.
โThe fraternity is serving drinks.โ
The sorority girls immediately started cheering.
Toji looked horrified. โAbsolutely not, Iโm not wearing a maid outfit.โ
Sukuna leaned forward. โFragile, typical response from men. Toxic masculinity, machismo, societal expectations.โ He says pointing a finger at different men around the room.
You had your face in your hands, trying to hide your laughter. You had to show support for your boyfriend, but couldnโt handle him naming every term he could think of.
Sukuna pointed around the room. โIf the costumes arenโt degrading, wear them.โ
The sorority girls were having the time of their lives. One of them pulled out her phone. โIโm ordering maid costumes right now.โ
The fraternity erupted in panic.
โWE CAN STILL NEGOTIATE.โ
Two weeks later, the fundraiser ended up being the most successful event in frat history.
Mostly because nobody could resist paying money to watch a group of deeply embarrassed frat bros serve spiked lemonade in maid outfits.
Satoru refused to make eye contact with anyone.
Meanwhile Sukuna carried a tray through the crowd completely unbothered.
His maid outfit fit surprisingly well, as he served you a drink.
Across the lawn, Satoru was being forced to say โWelcome home, masterโ for a twenty-dollar donation.
The sorority was making a fortune.
Sukuna took one look at the donation total and smiled. โLook how good weโve done so far,โ he said enthusiastically.
โIโm so proud of you,โ you said before leaning in for a kiss.
โBy the way, I think you should bring home this costume when youโre done here,โ you said; snapping the thigh high sock on Sukunaโs thigh.
โWhatever you want baby,โ he winked.
Dividers by: @cursed-carmine