Alternative!sukuna Brainrot

alternative!sukuna brainrot

i think about alternative!sukuna a lot to the point where it's almost how i envision him in modern day!

alternative!sukuna who buzzes his hair every month before it has a chance to grow long enough to get caught in the wind on cloudy days

alternative!sukuna who plays bass for a local rock band that is fairly popular after having posters plastered around town with the word's "63 SKIES" and supporting bands on the page in a distorted and jagged font that matches the intensity of their music and members

alternative!sukuna with metal piercing through his bottom lip, both eyebrows and septum, but not for the look, just because the feeling of being pierced gives him the adrenaline rush that only the last minute before beginning a set can bring

alternative!sukuna who's also tatted as fuck with ink running down both arms and legs, peeking up through the collar of his t-shirt just to reach every part of his face as well

alternative!sukuna who looks like the type of guy to smash bricks over another's face just for speaking to him in the wrong tone, but you find him cooing and caressing a small black cat at the back of the venue he's playing at

alternative!sukuna who immediately stands straight and drops his lips into a thin line at the sight of you holding back your tears of laughter

"well don't let me stop you"

"go to hell" the cat meows and you think she's agreeing with him.

alternative!sukuna who thinks little ole' you in your ugliest sweater and a pair of baggy pants might just be the oddest thing he's seen in a minute but has to remind himself that music isn't limited to anyone just because of the way they dress. he finds it even more interesting if anything, the way you prove that music is universal and has forever transcended stereotypes

alternative!sukuna notices that you have a few tattoos and piercings yourself, not as many as him, but just enough to stand out

"i like your neck tat. what is it?"

"hm?" you feel the side of your neck, sometimes forgetting the permanent ink is even there. "oh, it's kuchi kopi...from bob's burgers..."

alternative!sukuna who laughs hard, a single dimple on his left cheek and teeth fully on display, two sharper than the rest and one with a silver cap in the back. (you just know he was hardheaded as hell as a kid)

alternative!sukuna listens to you talk about your favorite songs and artists, calling you a poser when you mention a particular band that he wholeheartedly believes only he has the right to listen to

alternative!sukuna who thinks he wants to kiss you hard and nasty when you end up having the same favorite song by said band as him

alternative!sukuna who forgets that he promised to give a girl a ride home after catching her stumbling out of the venue with an empty water bottle (spoiler: it was vodka) in her hand

alternative!sukuna grimacing when he catches the raise of your eyebrow when the girl crashes into him slurring how "she was ready"

alternative!sukuna sighing and unlocking his car, telling her to get in and buckle up, that he'd be there in a second, watching as you awkwardly kick a rock around

alternative!sukuna explaining that it's not what it looks like, and he was genuinely trying to get her home safe

"this is my favorite venue and i'll be damned if they end up responsible for some brat's dui."

alternative!sukuna likes it when you laugh

alternative!sukuna who ends up driving the girl home with you in his backseat because the chick was knocked the fuck out by the time he offered to give you a ride too

alternative!sukuna who doesn't break your toes when you prop your feet up on his middle console, the act only making his lips curl at how natural it seemed

alternative!sukuna who tells you about his friends and how they formed the band when they were only 17, playing for free out of someone's garage just for a bit of recognition

he tells you how choso, their drummer once crashed his mom's car into a ditch which led to their first paid gig just for the money to go towards the damages

he tells you how much he can't stand their lead guitarist, satoru, and how he suspects he might have a crush on their lead vocalist , suguru.

you pretend you don't notice the photo of them all together stuck to his rear view mirror.

alternative!sukuna thinks he's oversharing, but can't help it when your cute voice asks him personal questions showing just how interested you are in what he's saying

alternative!sukuna who asks to show you something once the two of you drag the poor drunk girl into her house, locking the door behind her as she lies in the entryway after mumbling something about sucking his dick as payment

alternative!sukuna who takes you to his favorite music shop where he actually has a key specifically from the owner himself. he shows you all the different instruments and explains their make and model when you gasp at how pricey some of them are

alternative!sukuna who sneakily places money on the counter after you pick up a 'sisters of mercy' cd

"i love this album!"

"take it."

alternative!sukuna who shows you his dream guitar, even going as far as to play a song for you on it, before placing it back on the shelf

"why don't you get it?" you'll ask, watching him strum a few strings, eyeing the piece like he's seeing stars for the first time

"i don't deserve it yet."

alternative!sukuna who kicks your legs apart, making room for his longer legs to intertwine with yours and the two of you almost cant believe that you just met tonight, or yesterday considering you're still together after 2am

alternative!sukuna feeling safer with you than he's ever felt, going as far to opening up about his traumatic childhood and why he has 24/7 access to the shop in the first place

you want to cry at how willing he is to share his safe space with you and you think sukuna's the most amazing person you've ever met

alternative!sukuna who tells you that he's never met anyone like you before and how badly he needs to be able to see you again after tonight.

you agree.

alternative!sukuna who wordlessly kisses you before locking the shop back up, large hands cupping the sides of your face as yours hold on to his forearms, holding on to each other in fear that tonight was a dream

alternative!sukuna who tells you that this is your safe space now too. you think he doesn't notice that you replaced his money on the counter with yours, slipping his back into his middle console.

sukuna thinks you're the most amazing person he's ever met.