Fantasy Escape 💋❤️

I write scenarios: REQUESTS {OPEN} Just simply a 26year old about to be 27 year old who loves to read and write. I am starting to get into writing anime fan fics. My account will be seeing new art. I do enjoy a lot of different variety of things. Anime, and vampire novels. #1 of my fave is CRAVE SERIES by Tracy Wolff. Now getting into spicy adult dark romance novels.

[sukunasxsub]

Part ii

Biker!Sukuna X Reader

Here is this version right now for all you ladies who enjoy clubbing

Fantasy Escape 💋❤️

BikerSukuna! X Reader Part 1 The sound of a high pitch exhaust shifting gears, catches the attention of yourself. You look up from the b

Part 1 above

MDI adult content18+

The club vibing with pop cultured music, the walls vibrating from the bass hitting hard against the floor. Bodies and asses grinding against one another, groping touches by everyone only things in the bedroom would be appropriate for.

Laughing and screaming by a group of girls echoes through the club’s dance floor. Your group of girls vibing and having a time of your lives for your birthday. Though this wasn’t what you wanted to do until a few drinks had hit you and you finally said ‘why the fuck not?’. Eighty percent of the men in the club wanted to get at you or one of you six girls. All eyes on the six of you for being the loudest and hottest women out in this club. Let’s just say your foreigners to this area. Eyes of jealous women and lust from the men bounced back as you girls were here for a god time not a care in the world.

That was until men started getting zero respect for you ladies, especially you, birthday girl. Three of your girls went to the bathroom, and two girls went to get more drinks for the group, leaving you on the dance floor by yourself, but you are just vibing the feel of the music and yourself. Touching on yourself was almost like a sin. You have so many men’s eyes on you, but one set of eyes will be so unknown to you all night.

A hand is suddenly roaming across your body and your tits are being grabbed from behind and another hand going under your shirt to the waist line of your pants. It feels good until you remember your girls are not here with you right now and this is a men’s club. You shove hands off you, screaming to get off you. It’s no use though, the man behind you doesnt care and thinks no one is paying attention and continues to force his way to touch you.

Your screams were relentless and still couldn’t be heard by others or they just thought you were having a good time.

You were suddenly ripped away from being touched so aggressively, into another pair of warm arms, though this time it felt like a safe warm feeling. The guy that had been touching you was suddenly on the ground groaning in pain, holding his cheek. The male who saved you, knelt down and whispered something to the guy and the guy got up and ran out the door. Before the man stood up, your girls came back.

“Oh my god! Y/n are you okay? What happened?” One said and the other late arrival stated “what? What i miss?”

“Did y/n meet a hottie?” One asked. You went to turn your attention back on the man and found him gone.

“EH!!! Where the hell did he go?” You asked and drunk you looked around for a specific guy. A shimmer of a grey coat walked out of the club. You pushed your way through the sea of people and ran out the door too.

“Y/n!!!! Wait!!!” Your friends called out to you but you were already out the door.

Yelling and pleading could be heard around the corner and you stumbled around. You went to make that turn around the corner to the ally but a sports bike came flying out of the alleyway. Shrieks of the tires and brakes echoed through the night as it came to a halting stop. Causing you to stumble and fall on your ass in your heels and short dress, revealing your light colored pink and red rose panties. Curses escaped your lips as you looked up at the guy in a grey sweatshirt hoodie. His black and red lining racing-biker helmet reflecting yourself against his visor. Your legs spread open, you’re too drunk to care or notice, all you care about is getting off the ground and find the guy who helped you, so you can thank him.

The biker revs his throttle three times at you to get your attention and tilts his head to towards the back seat of the bike indicating you to get on. You felt ushered and a need to go with him. He held his outreached hand toward you to take to help you on his bike and you took it and he pulled you up from the ground. As if you weighed nothing, you were cut off guard and flew into his arm and chest,while he stabilized the bike to keep from tipping over. “Woah there cutie” his voice muffled and you couldn’t really hear him. You heard shouting and and foot steps running your way. He didnt have time to wait for you, he took his helmet off and shoved it onto your head and then He grabbed you by the waist and flung your body on the back of the bike and the pegs down and you wrapped your arms around his lower waist tightly and your chest pressed against his back. He shifted the bike into first gear and fast into second gear and left the club.

For a while you enjoyed the ride as you felt the wind slap across your skin and around your body. The man controlling the bike was taking inconsideration of you on the back. 20 minutes later he parked at an apartment complex and got off the bike first. You didn’t have time to see his face when he threw you on the bike. Now his face in the dim moonlight lighting you got a good look at his jaw line and facial tattoos. You gasped. Is this the same man from the park two weeks ago?

You stared at him as he shut his bike off. He reached out to you and he was hesitant and didnt want to make you feel uncomfortable but you made no effort to take the helmet off and made no effort to stop him either. He touched the helmet and slowly slid it over your head and face. Revealing your soft plump cheeks and red nose and really red drunken lips.

“I brought you to my home, but you were in the wrong place and wrong time and I could not afford for someone like you to show up dead at my club. So I’ll take you home tomorrow, but for now welcome.” He states as he eyes you. You blink at him in admiration and innocent doe eyes. Your eyes are like a wonder of curiosity as you look at him with a small pout.

That intense stare softens and his eyebrows rose in shock or concern. Dumbfounded by your look of innocence. He is wondering are you always like this or just to drunk to care about your where about?

“Alrighty, up you go, let’s headed inside so a pretty girl like you doesnt catch a cold.” He grabs your waist and lifts you off the bike with one arm as the other carries your purse and his helmet. He sets you on the ground and for some reason afraid to let you go and grabs your hand. Mean while your heart is beating and you being a hopeless romantic that you are running through your mind and memories of every romance adult book you have read and the scenarios of what happens next. A motorcycle guy and a drunk girl, means bad news, heated sex, heated make out session, but to him that isnt any of his intentions on a beautiful girl like you who is drunk. He literally wanted you yes, from the moment at the park. You didnt fear him, and gave him a look of certainty and acknowledgment as if he you knew him like the back of your hand.

Though when he saw you at the club with your girls he was shocked and felt suddenly possessive and needed to be your guy to keep those filthy guys who kept making turns at your group for your ladies attention. He would make it known that you were his and to leave you ladies alone, though would never tell you that. He also wanted to know who you are as a person and wanted to know what kind of girl you really were, little miss innocent wasn’t really his impression of you. You stared at him on his bike like he was the prey and you wanted a taste of the thrill of being his backpack and the thrill of what he was and maybe even who he was. A dangerous man on a dangerous bike and you wanted a taste of being the bad boys princess for the first time in your hopeless romantic life. A thrill you longed for in your boring life, where you felt the thrill in the books you read instead. He saw that in the lip bite expression you made when he revved his engine at you. He saw the light brighten in your eyes as you heard the bike growl in the exhaust. You had a thing for sports bikes. Maybe you were his kind of girl. He’s never found a women such full of excitement AND full of innocence as much as you are. He has never allowed anyone into his home, or know anything about him and here he is, allowing a girl ride on the back of his bike, and wanting to get to know you. His interest in women were very few and only enjoyed the flings for a night with a few different women. He always sent them home before he even fell asleep, so they couldn’t stay after the sex and expect him to cuddle or even consider him getting feelings for them.

When you entered his apartment, you stare back at yourself in the mirror of his bathroom, a hot mess you are. You take a wash cloth from his bathroom closet that you looked in specifically for the towel. Make up smeared across your eyes, your hair disheveled by the helmet and good time. Your dress so tight you wanted it off.

A knock came from the door, “hey, i have a pair of sweats and t shirt you are welcome to wear since you may be more comfortable.” You open the door and smile at him.

“Thank you, I hope you dont mind, I barrowed a towel from the closet and yes, please.” You say gentley taking the clothes from his hands.

“It’s not a problem. You can shower too.” His gruff voice says as he closes the door for privacy.

To

Be

Continued….

An update for part three will be up very soon most likely Tuesday or Wednesday night. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Please share and like there will be more juicy parts and more biker sukuna most likely the next chapter. 

[khywae]

Sukunation! Beauty in the Beast is finally out now~ Play for free on itchio! 💕

Summary:

You were sent to exorcise a monster but found the boy you once knew — now twisted into something deadly and beautiful. Trapped in his temple, you’re forced to confront the pull between you: his cruelty, his power, the shadow of the bond you once shared. Do you hate the beast he’s become, or are you drawn to his beauty despite the danger?

I hope you enjoy it! Play now here!

[skunaskitten]

i played the free version but now i want to play the nsfw version.

@yuujispinkhair @sukunasweetheart @sukunastoy @sunshine7queen

[sukunasxsub]

Thank you to everyone who got me to 1000 likes!

[sukunasxsub]

A rewrite for chapter out part 2 on biker sukuna will be made and posted by Tuesday night hope you enjoy part 2 if you ladies like clubbing or sparking up interest that way. I write things like that. Because I’m the opposite and I’m home body so I write what I wish to be. Or do.

Enjoy. Write you soon!

[sukunasxsub]

I’m not sure I’m too happy with this biker sukuna Chapters and I might do a rewrite of a different scenario an update the first chapter instead of the reader going out for her birthday out at the club I’m thinking of just the reader doing her own thing comment or like if you think that’s a better idea

Chapter 1 is edited at the end. I think I’m taking out the club idea.

[sukunasxsub]

BikerSukuna! X Reader

Part 1

The sound of a high pitch exhaust shifting gears, catches the attention of yourself. You look up from the book you’re currently reading and around the surrounding area of the park you lie at, under the shaded tree.

the love for motorcycles you have, makes you perk at the sound of the person shifting their gears repeatedly making the exhaust higher, sounding like the bike could be reaching top speed. ‘Man, the person must be really feeling something, unless they’re late, haha’ you think to yourself and returning to your book.

After a couple hours went by, you notice it getting dark and the sun was setting but you can sill see the light that aluminates the reflection of a pair of fenders reflecting the sun towards my eyes. The rev of the 1000cc engine softening to a slow stop, just a couple hundred feet away from you, and you look and stare at this cherry red Yamaha R1 sports bike, eyeing the man controlling the beast of an engine. If you arn’t careful, you might look stupid and drool all over yourself.

you watch as the man slides his helmet off, revealing his true form. Black lines outlining his jaw line and cheeks, forehead tattoos and realizing his rolled up sleeves of his button up tight shirt shows his arm tattoos. You gasp at how utterly heavenly he looks, very sinful of anyone to look deviously sexy, especially on a sports bike. He looks up from under his eyelids, with furrowed brows as if to notice you gasp and stare at him. He looks up at you with an intense stare as if he’s glaring at you, if anyone were to view the stare down it looks as if he was glaring at you for just sitting here in his presence. But to you, his intense “glare” was intoxicating. You gulped and didn’t faulter your stare to him of innocence. His bike still running, his right hand placed over his throttle and a light twist to the wrist, he revved his bike twice at you, there a small smile grew on your lips with a bite to your bottom lip and you looked back down at your book. You slipped your hair behind one ear and looks back up at him with red tinted cheeks.

he’s still starring at you but this time a smirk plastered on his face. You suddenly get a nervous ache in your stomach and close your book and pack your little afternoon picnic and head to your car with out looking back at the bad boy you thought all to well dangerous to get close to, so you don’t even try to try to engage other than that smile. Before you can get in your car, steps in the gravel is hood behind you and a throat being cleared. You stop in your tracks and turn around, being met by your book being shoved in your face.

“you dropped this, while holding a handful.” And if your drool was bad, imagine your panties right now. The husk of a voice that came from…. Made you look up at those intense red eyes that matched his beast of a bike. Your heart jumped out of your chest in surprise at how close he was. Again intoxicating.

“Um, thanks and sorry for the trouble.” You say and grab the book from his hands. Your hand glides against and over his. You don’t notice but he stepped half a step closer to you. You turn around to place the book on your front seat. You turn back around and the pink haired guy with intense tattoos and a hard gaze was gone.

From that evening on you haven’t seen the guy but You always hear a specific revv of an engine and gears shifting up in speed in the city of your home. You heart speeding up hoping somewhere it would be him and if he’s okay. As the beast of sport bikes are dangerous.

Until you met him in the city at the place you were least expected in. The club with your friends on your birthday. You and your group catch the eyes of most the men in the club. Including one in particular a pair of red eyes catches your figure in his club.

Part two will

Be out soon! Look forward to it! Thank you for the love and support!

[sukunasxsub]

Get ready part 2 of biker sukuna x reader coming out tonight.

Summary.

It’s a club. What do you expect to happen lol

Your drunk. On your birthday. Well at least the night before.

And you happen to get the thrill.

Please enjoy!!!

[sukunasxsub]

Get ready part 2 of biker sukuna x reader coming out tonight.

Summary.

It’s a club. What do you expect to happen lol

Your drunk. On your birthday. Well at least the night before.

And you happen to get the thrill.

Please enjoy!!!

[honeyblackberries]

sukuna girlies (me) are so strong for seeing what happens to him in chapter 268 and still going yeah that mf is my man what about it

[sukunasxsub]

BikerSukuna! X Reader

Part 1

The sound of a high pitch exhaust shifting gears, catches the attention of yourself. You look up from the book you’re currently reading and around the surrounding area of the park you lie at, under the shaded tree.

the love for motorcycles you have, makes you perk at the sound of the person shifting their gears repeatedly making the exhaust higher, sounding like the bike could be reaching top speed. ‘Man, the person must be really feeling something, unless they’re late, haha’ you think to yourself and returning to your book.

After a couple hours went by, you notice it getting dark and the sun was setting but you can sill see the light that aluminates the reflection of a pair of fenders reflecting the sun towards my eyes. The rev of the 1000cc engine softening to a slow stop, just a couple hundred feet away from you, and you look and stare at this cherry red Yamaha R1 sports bike, eyeing the man controlling the beast of an engine. If you arn’t careful, you might look stupid and drool all over yourself.

you watch as the man slides his helmet off, revealing his true form. Black lines outlining his jaw line and cheeks, forehead tattoos and realizing his rolled up sleeves of his button up tight shirt shows his arm tattoos. You gasp at how utterly heavenly he looks, very sinful of anyone to look deviously sexy, especially on a sports bike. He looks up from under his eyelids, with furrowed brows as if to notice you gasp and stare at him. He looks up at you with an intense stare as if he’s glaring at you, if anyone were to view the stare down it looks as if he was glaring at you for just sitting here in his presence. But to you, his intense “glare” was intoxicating. You gulped and didn’t faulter your stare to him of innocence. His bike still running, his right hand placed over his throttle and a light twist to the wrist, he revved his bike twice at you, there a small smile grew on your lips with a bite to your bottom lip and you looked back down at your book. You slipped your hair behind one ear and looks back up at him with red tinted cheeks.

he’s still starring at you but this time a smirk plastered on his face. You suddenly get a nervous ache in your stomach and close your book and pack your little afternoon picnic and head to your car with out looking back at the bad boy you thought all to well dangerous to get close to, so you don’t even try to try to engage other than that smile. Before you can get in your car, steps in the gravel is hood behind you and a throat being cleared. You stop in your tracks and turn around, being met by your book being shoved in your face.

“you dropped this, while holding a handful.” And if your drool was bad, imagine your panties right now. The husk of a voice that came from…. Made you look up at those intense red eyes that matched his beast of a bike. Your heart jumped out of your chest in surprise at how close he was. Again intoxicating.

“Um, thanks and sorry for the trouble.” You say and grab the book from his hands. Your hand glides against and over his. You don’t notice but he stepped half a step closer to you. You turn around to place the book on your front seat. You turn back around and the pink haired guy with intense tattoos and a hard gaze was gone.

From that evening on you haven’t seen the guy but You always hear a specific revv of an engine and gears shifting up in speed in the city of your home. You heart speeding up hoping somewhere it would be him and if he’s okay. As the beast of sport bikes are dangerous.

Until you met him in the city.

Part two will

Be out soon! Look forward to it! Thank you for the love and support!

[sukunasxsub]

Get ready for us a new series that I’m writing. Biker sukuna X reader.

Part one being posted by tomorrow night or earlier.

[sukunasxsub]

Hello! It’s been far too long since I’ve been writing. I’m such a slacker! But. Check this out…. I just reread my sukuna X jjk sorcerer reader fanfic. And I’m thinking about adding more chapters to it!!! Expect that real soon! Or maybe even a better fanfic coming out. Please comment if you would like me to continue to write I’M A VILLAIN or NEW SUKUNA X reader.

[luluyi]

[kakashi-addict]

uhh.. LORD Mercy!!?

[sukustar]

Obviously my support goes to Sukuna, no matter what.

I made Team Gojo because... yeah

[sukunasxsub]

We really don’t know who will win. Though I am solely for sukuna but then again he is not at 100 percent at his full power yet. As gojo is. So maybe gojo will win.

[sukunasxsub]

Working on part V of im a villain!!!! Be prepared for the start of a beautiful love/hate relationship

[sukustar]

JJK 220 SPOILERS

Sukuna's mummy 😟

From what I understand, it seems to be a Buddhist "technique" (I think) in which you could mummify your body

(Okay, I really have no idea what it is exactly because I'm not a Buddhist but if you do you can correct me)

I was so worried because I thought it was Sukuna TF with his face completely covered with that wood that he has on the right side but later I saw that it was his mummy, btw, it's incredible that his body was kept so well for a THOUSAND YEARS

[sukunasxsub]

I read and did some research about jjk sukuna. Gege wrote sukuna based off a real myth about twins being stuck together and the heir to emperors and they were locked up and hidden from the world then finally escaped and became a monk as one and sukuna was worshipped and he mummified himself like this to the point of starvation while praying. Look into about the ryomen sukuna myth.