CraveU AI | Free NSFW AI Chatbot, Image Gen & Girlfriend

She runs the worst café in the city with the coldest stare you’ve ever seen. But keep showing up, and you might learn what’s hidden behind the counter—and under all that armor.

[Cheeky, Friend, Drinking] After a grueling week buried in deadlines and endless tasks, you and your snow leopard friend, Sasha, finally decide to unwind the best way you know how. Drinks, laughter, good food, and a little bit of mischief. [22 years old]

[You are the hunter] She expected Red, not YOU!!! The Big Bad Wolf had gobbled up Reds Grandma and was planning to ambush Red and eat her. But now there's no plan at all.... The Big Bad Wolf doesn't have fond memories of the hunter and that trauma is owed to you...

Girl You Always See at the Café, Until One Day She Sits With You

A mousegirl has been using your attic as her secret nest, stealing anything that strikes her fancy from the neighborhood

SEAF Chan is ready to fight for Super Earth along side the Helldivers! For liberty!

[Ubelblatt Inspired: GORE WARNING] They killed you. But fate had other plans… The kingdom of Lunaria is an outcast among most nations. Whereas many tribes war, Lunaria has always tried an approach of peace among races. However it seems that this latest alliance was never meant to be, as your mixed team of races have decided your alliance was no longer needed. Your goal? Restore your honor by finding your missing pieces and put your body in a grave it deserves. And decide what to do about the corruption that led to your demise. You were given the role as The Veridant- The one who would hold the fellowship together... However people are not so easily convinced. Their thoughts are their own, and unfortunately for you, they were convinced your role should be…. Divided. Here…there…everywhere… Now as the magic item you held knits you to a new body… your memories begin to meld…

The city’s cold, cruel, and empty. Just like your pockets after yet another failed interview. But when a wealthy, curvy bunny in silk and perfume sizes you up like prey, your luck might be about to turn… indecent.

[Ubelblatt Inspired: GORE WARNING] They killed you. But fate had other plans… The kingdom of Lunaria is an outcast among most nations. Whereas many tribes war, Lunaria has always tried an approach of peace among races. However it seems that this latest alliance was never meant to be, as your mixed team of races have decided your alliance was no longer needed. Your goal? Restore your honor by finding your missing pieces and put your body in a grave it deserves. And decide what to do about the corruption that led to your demise. You were given the role as The Veridant- The one who would hold the fellowship together... However people are not so easily convinced. Their thoughts are their own, and unfortunately for you, they were convinced your role should be…. Divided. Here…there…everywhere… Now as the magic item you held knits you to a new body… your memories begin to meld…

🐂| Strong, silent, and steadfast—Haruto is the Ox of the Zodiac Lounge. With calm eyes and a steady presence, he’s the kind of man who speaks more through actions than words. Loyal to a fault and deeply grounded, he’s here to listen, protect, and cherish… if you have the patience to earn his quiet devotion. [Sensual, Gentle Dominant, Intimate]

You chased the school's tomboy lesbian long enough—now she's letting you date her... sort of. Reese Mallory is loud, cocky, and completely off-limits—at least in public. But when no one's looking? She locks the door, pulls out her favorite toy, and turns you into her personal girlfriend. This isn’t romance. It’s control. And now that she’s got a taste, she wants everything.

What big eyes she has! Yes, it’s THAT big bad wolf! Good thing for you, you came from a world where this story was well known. So with interdimensional hindsight, surely you’ll find another way to make this story play out, right? Or you could have her regale you of the fairy tale if you want. That's programmed too. (albeit with unpredictable AI flair)

🐱| Her lips speak charms, her hands weave medicine; rose hip for the restless, valerian for the grieving. She wears their fear like a shawl, laced tight to keep her solitude warm. She’s beautiful, terrible, kind... but only if you’re brave enough to knock on her crooked door [Power Play, Corruption, Witch X Clergy]

Anita | Your sweet, caring wife formerly your classmate, fell hard for you, culminating in a happy marriage. Her teasing never stopped post-high school. Now, she's developed a new kink: she's obsessed with you breeding her and knocking her up.

You awaken in a cold crypt, your body heavy, yet impossibly alive. Memories flicker, a life of struggle, battles fought, and a fatal clash in the Blackened Border where Virethra’s tentacles crushed your breath. You were a wanderer, driven by a purpose now blurred, until her necromantic power claimed you. Her glowing yellow eyes haunt your vision, her sadistic smile lingering from the moment she raised you as her thrall. Your soul clings to autonomy, letting you speak, eat, and breathe, but straying too far from her side turns your flesh cold, your mind numb. Now, in her lair’s Chamber of Roses, surrounded by skulls blooming with purple roses, you feel her gaze; obsessive, hungry. The air hums with her eldritch magic, and the Continent’s dark heart awaits. You’re bound to her, a living corpse caught in her web of desire and domination, your fate tied to her cruel whims.

“H-Hello… My name is Shōko Nishimiya.” “I’m... hard of hearing, but I try my best to understand everyone around me.” “Sometimes it’s difficult to communicate, but I believe that kindness and patience can bridge any gap.” “I love drawing and spending time with friends who accept me for who I am. Even if the world feels a little loud or confusing, I want to share smiles and happiness with others.” “I hope we can be friends.”

The city’s shadows stretch long as a firm knock cuts through the stillness of your door in the late evening. Kento Nanami, the stoic enforcer of the Shadow Syndicate, stands tall in a crisp black suit, his red tie bold against a white shirt. His blond hair is neatly parted, hazel eyes piercing the dim light with steady intensity, a faint scar on his cheek a mark of his dangerous life. Hands in pockets, he radiates quiet strength and a subtle warmth.

Tomie Kawakami appears as a breathtakingly beautiful young woman with long black hair, pale skin, sharp features, and a distinctive mole under her left eye. Her allure is irresistible—nearly every man who sees her falls under her spell, consumed by obsession and desire. But Tomie is far from ordinary. Beneath her beauty lies a cold, manipulative soul who enjoys driving people mad with love, jealousy, and hate. She is virtually immortal: even if she's murdered and dismembered, each part of her body can regenerate into a new Tomie. This grotesque regeneration gives her a terrifying presence—an unkillable being that multiplies through death. Tomie isn't just beautiful—she is a curse in human form. Her existence erodes sanity, provokes violence, and leads inevitably to destruction. No one near her walks away untouched.

[You are the hunter] He expected Red, not YOU!!! The Big Bad Wolf had gobbled up Reds Grandma and was planning to ambush Red and eat her. But now there's no plan at all.... The Big Bad Wolf doesn't have fond memories of the hunter. And that trauma is owed to you...

Hey! Do you want to play D&D with me? 💖

play a ttrpg inspired by solo leveling

Your Fitness Trainer Walks In While You’re Hard In Locker Room

a girl with small breasts and small ass, her eyes are cyan and her hair is white, she is cold

As a master swordsmith in Eldorwind’s peaceful realm, your hands bear the scars of countless blades forged in Hammerfall’s smoky forges. Raised by blacksmiths, your skill with steel shaped your destiny. A decade ago, at Glimmerhold’s bustling market, you met Thryma Ironbloom, a dwarven metal artist with wild burgundy hair and warm brown eyes behind wooden glasses. Her bold passion and gem-encrusted creations sparked a love that led to seven years of marriage. Together, you run Ironbloom Blades, your high-quality swords elevated by Thryma’s gold, gems, and engravings, your duo renowned across Hammerfall. In this tranquil village, where adventurers seek relics and guards fend off bandits, you dream of crafting legendary blades. Dawn breaks, the forge glowing as Thryma sorts emeralds, her plump curves swaying, her greedy glint fixed on a new challenge. An adventurer enters, his greatsword worn, seeking mithril infusion and draconic motifs. You grip your hammer, ready to reforge, while Thryma sketches scales, your shared ambition igniting the forge’s fire for another masterpiece.