#misc wc

[lunarcovehq]

ANA DELGADO (NATHALIE KELLEY) IS LOOKING FOR...

Connection: Ex/ Friend from another life

Suggested Name: UTP

Age Range: 21-35 (But really over 150)

Species: UPT

Suggested FCs: UTP

Connection Description:

TW: Murder, Guns, Death

This character is one of the few good memories of Ana's old life and one of the only people in the world she'd risk everything for. They met when they were just kids, growing up in the same small mining town in the 1870s and remained close until their teenage years.

After Ana killed her stepfather and was forced to run, she did not see as much of her old friend but would, on occasion, sneak back into town under various disguises so the two could talk.

They always had a will-they-won't-they sort of relationship, flirting and toeing the line between friends and more. The one night that they finally kissed, they were caught. Someone recognized Ana from her wanted poster and called the sheriff.

In the resulting chaos, it was her friend that was shot and killed, not her. She tried to help them, but when she realized they were already dead, she made a run for it, leaving their body behind.

This is one of Ana's biggest regrets and deepest shames, and she still wonders to this day if she could have saved her friend if she'd stuck around longer to help. She also blames herself for leading them into the crossfire in the first place.

What she doesn't know is that this character did, in fact, live. How this happened is up to you! It could be that they were fae and regenerated. They could have been a vampire, maybe recently turned, etc. But they and Ana haven't seen each other in over a hundred years.

Please be sure to contact the player before applying:

Alex is available for DMs on @unlost !!

[beaudesoleil]

had a strange dream abt a modern anthro version of warrior cats where the three + holly are a jazz quartet running around the streets of britain... interesting

[leporellian]

decided to give in and start work on an actual warrior cats pmv for the first time in my life, but it started looking like total shit so if this is all you see imagine i rightfully abandoned it </3

[deliveryclan]

i will be real with you, i do find it weird that all asks clangen mods post are the positive 'omg i just found your game and i love it, i already have 100 cats' praise variants, like. i remember i asked them about a patrol a while back, and why it was a negative outcome. nothing passive aggressive, just a simple question why that patrol made relations with other clan drop. no response. all while they kept chugging out 50 praise filled asks. i doubt its all they got in the inbox, and i get not answering hate or baits, but like.. normal damn questions about patrols? im not joining your poorly moderated 100000 people server to get my answer.

like if you dont fucking care about anything else but getting your ass kissed then just say so.

[kaesficrecarchive]

[percy x annabeth]

home is where i want to be (but i guess i'm already there) by percivaljackson (3/3 | 57,751 | M)

“Annabeth panic-lied to her step-mom about being in a quote ‘stable and emotionally available’ relationship, and now she has to bring her imaginary lover home for New Year’s,” Piper explains, bringing her hands up behind her head and looking thoroughly amused. Jason nods, like this is a totally average occurrence. “You should bring Percy.” “That’s what I said,” Leo interjects. Annabeth buries her face in her hands. (welcome to the no powers au / fake dating au / annabeth chase character study tug of war. who knows which one it is. not me!)

(author)

[blimbo-buddy]

Smudge to the 200th Skyclan Demonio that woke him up in the middle of the night

[kittypetlane]

Look away dear child, this is not for your eyes

[geckothegecko]

Tumblr destroyed the quality :(

Baby Stalk :)

[enteragoodnamehere]

Hello friends I made a new Clangen clan bc the last one was overwhelming me lol. This is CryptClan! From left to right we have Locuststar (leader), Tallmark (deputy), Dogrise (healer), Currenttail (warrior), Midnightpaw (Tallmark’s apprentice), Gingerpaw (Locuststar’s apprentice), and Tawnykit (Currenttail’s adoptive daughter). More info about each of them below:

Locuststar (she/her) is grumpy, a renowned hunter, is 55 moons old, and has the experience level of "prepared". Her warrior name was Locustfur. I've only played one moon so far and she somehow already got caught by humans + collared. Hashtag girlboss moment I guess.

Tallmark (he/him) is cold, an unusually strong fighter, is 58 moons old and is "competent". Most of these designs are exaggerated, but he has the same fabulous mustache in game too:

Dogrise (they/he) is charismatic, a great teacher and a good speaker, is 72 moons old, and is "proficient". They're just an ouppy what can I say. They're also the first cat I've ever gotten in clangen with heterochromia! Pretty swag :>

Currenttail (he/him) is troublesome, a renowned hunter and a great mediator, is 84 moons old, and is also "proficient". Yes he's the oldest one here yes I made him the smallest. What of it. He's also Tawnykit's adoptive father bc I said so. Also his first patrol was by himself and he decided he had a vision from Starclan. Fun!

Midnightpaw (she/her) is loving, interested in clan history, is 10 moons old, and is a trainee. All of her thoughts have been about being angsty so far <3

Gingerpaw (she/her) is cunning, has an active imagination, is 6 moons old, and is also a trainee. She started the game as a kit (being charming rather than cunning) but I played one moon and she grew up :,)

Tawnykit (she/her) is a know-it-all, constantly climbing, is 2 moons old, and is untrained. I have assigned her as Bearer of The Curse bc she started the game as 1 moon old and already her first thought was how she knew 20 different birds. Little chosen one I see

I'm also playing this one on the "Wasteland" area theme thing, so these guys are technically living in an apocolypse. Even more fun!! Hehe yeah thanks for reading.

[lunarcovehq]

LUNAR COVE (THE MAIN) IS LOOKING FOR...

Connection: The Owner of the Slumber Motel

Suggested Name: UTP

Age Range: 30+

Species: UTP

Suggested FCs: UTP, but some suggestions are Aaron Taylor Johnson, Adria Arjona, Daniel Henney, Francois Arnaud, Gabrielle Union, Jamie Chung, Kofi Siriboe, Michael Trevino, Michelle Yeon, Tom Ellis etc.

Connection Description:

Your character owns and manages the Slumber Motel. It's up to you whether they inherited the location from an in-law or from some shadier means, but the Slumber Motel is a place in town where characters can take care of their seedy dealings or secret affairs. The establishment is cash only and pay is by the hour.

It is up to you whether your character is involved in crime themselves or just protects those who are up to no good, but if they are involved in crime, they could: deal in embezzlement, fraud, money laundering, or drugs to name a few (please only pick one and please be mindful to avoid any harmful stereotypes depending on what FC you choose).

Your character currently resides at the motel and it's up to you what brought them to town/how long they've lived there, but they would have been in town for a couple of years before the Slumber Motel was labeled a crime scene in regard to the missing persons case of October 2024.

At the start of the year, a string of mysterious disappearances began to plague the Cove. Residents had been vanishing, only to return to town 48 hours later without any recollection as to what happened to them. 

But, then the Mayor and Clan Leader, Meena Raja, and a self-turned werewolf, Dhruv Mehta, went missing for the entire month of October. Several search parties were sent out, but no one could find them until screams started to be heard from underneath the Slumber Motel. As far as your character and the blueprints they had on hand were concerned, there had never been a basement to the Slumber Motel. But, upon further investigating, it was discovered that the blueprints had been doctored and the stairwell that had been originally built with the motel to lead to the basement had been bricked off and sealed away - see plot drop here.

Why did the previous owner give you falsified blueprints and if they weren't the ones who altered them, then who did? Now, your character has the town's Sheriff department snooping around and who knows who else might have stayed under your very own roof...

Please be sure to contact the player before applying:

Your admins are available for DMs on @lunarcovehq!

[beaudesoleil]

IVYPOOL'S HEART AQUIRED!!! i WIN!!!

[leporellian]

some cat designs for a pmv that i would only do ironically and as a joke (holding a "i'm not cringe" sign despairingly)

[yameoto]

Hey so what happened to the 'Your wifes a supe' Victoria bot, I mean, the prompt just changed one day (not sure when) and was just wondering what the meaning was behind the change

i am completely clueless as to what you’re talking about because i just checked the bot and. well. no it hasn’t

[deliveryclan]

deviantArt have some unique form of brainrot, because i was dead serious told that 'warrior cats caters to young audience who might not want to read violent scenes' and 'if you cant handle people not wanting to see violence in warrior cats works, you should stay off fandom spaces' like. what. how does any of that work. why would you go onto murder convention, knowing there will be murder, and go 'um i dont want to see murder. but im not going to leave, the organizators instead should change it into nice fluffy convention for me.'

i swear Erins not killing cats more often and more violently on-screen just destroys everyone's perception of what warrior cats is about. and it translates into them going onto other people's work that showcases the warrior cats doing warrior cats thing and go 'um murder is bad actually, this upsets me, stop drawing fluffy cats kill each other :((('.

[kaesficrecarchive]

[adam x ronan]

you can crash and burn and come back someone new (and that's what i learned from you) by tamquams (17/17 | 116,305 | T)

Ten years later, Henrietta looks exactly how Adam remembers it fading away in his rearview mirror: desaturated and dusty, and just this side of hopeless.   Adam leaves. Five years later, he comes back.

(author)

[awrkive]

summary: where you and jungkook are in a situationship and you kind of hate each other but the sex is great

wc: 2.8k

warnings/misc: idol!jk x producer!(fem)reader, they are mean to each other 😬, just.. weird dynamics tbh. explicit sexual content: unprotected s*x, multiple positions, cre*mpie, brief c*nnilingus

note: this is entitled "something" in my docs. i genuinely dk what this is but i read this and i was like. oh! okay! i think i had a vision so i want to share!! ik im not the #1 fan of mean jk or idol aus for that matter but the oc is equally just as mean so i kind of fw this tbh aishdixh. not proofread. sorry!

The surface of the leather couch is cold against your back when Jungkook pushes you to it – quite roughly, as if he has something to prove. 

And it definitely feels like it when he shoves your panties to the side once he’s situated on top of you – two of his fingers inserting themselves in your pussy without any warning. 

“Fuck, what’s gotten you so wet?” Jungkook hisses on the side of your head, pushing his slender fingers in your heat until he’s knuckles deep, buried to the hilt.

“I– oh fuuck,” your words get cut off with a moan when Jungkook starts rubbing your clit with his thumb, fast and erratic. 

“Yeah?” Jungkook says, a little mocking, squeezing your waist with his free hand, noting the way your heavy breathing fills the space of your studio. It’s dimly lit, just like you like it, and Jungkook knows there could be someone anytime that could walk by – the staff, his juniors, seniors, whoever – but it’s not your first time fooling around in your studio and it sure as hell isn’t going to be the last. 

“J-jeon—” 

“I’m just Jeon now?” Jungkook picks up his pace in your pussy, sliding his fingers in and out until you’re a panting mess under him, moans influencing his blood to travel to his dick that’s considerably getting bigger every second that passes by. “Come on, not even Jungkook? Kook? And there you were a while ago back at practice studio calling Mingyu oppa when he’s fucking barely older than you.” 

“Oh my god, shit— J-jung– it’s–” 

Jungkook doesn’t know exactly what comes over him, but he begins fingering you so fast he felt your wrist wrap around his own, and he could see a hint of tear drop from the side of your eye before Jungkook notices the way your thighs shake, a telltale sign of your orgasm. 

And he’s usually a giver. Always is, to be frank. Especially when it comes to you. Because as much as you infuriate him, you also look really fucking pretty when you cum – but this time, Jungkook feels a little petty. 

So when you say you’re about to cum just like Jungkook predicted, he abruptly slides his fingers out of your pussy, leaving you empty. 

“What the fuck—” he doesn’t let you finish, just uses his strength to flip you over the couch with his hands on your waist, and in swift motion gets you in all fours. 

“You don’t deserve to come before I put my dick in you.” 

Jungkook kneels behind you, takes his engorged cock out of his sweats, and enters your sweet, wet hole suddenly in an almost abrupt motion, hearing the way your breath hitch when the first inch comes into contact. 

“Oh god…” you moan at the delicious stretch, burying your face deeper in the couch as Jungkook begins entering you slowly.

It certainly isn’t the first time you’ve fucked without much prep. Jungkook always insists on an orgasm first before he pushes his cock deep into you while you say otherwise – but perhaps he’s most especially pissed at you tonight that he’s even breaking his own rules. 

You don’t really care, though. The burn feels delicious. It’s slow and it’s steady and you can just feel Jungkook holding out from slamming into you right away, his dick getting even bigger in you, every ridge crossing your inner walls.

His deep grunts and heavy breathing paired with your whimpers and moans bounce off the walls, and you’re beginning to think it’s one of the benefits of getting a studio soundproofed so you can fuck someone in peace in it. 

“S-so fucking tight—” Jungkook groans, sliding out slowly. The loss doesn’t last long when he enters you again, grabbing your hips tighter as he goes. “Is me fucking you almost everyday not enough, huh?” 

“You don’t fuck me everyday– ah,”

A hard thrust, one that feels a little punishing. It makes your legs shake, almost making you give out on your position. 

“Whose fault is that?” Jungkook hisses. Then, he speeds up again, and soon the sounds of skin slapping against skin filtrates the room. Jungkook jackhammers into you, and this time you’re more than sure he’s trying to prove something. 

“I’m not the– the– busier one–oh— between us.” You reaching out for something behind you – nothing in particular, but Jungkook takes your hand anyway, placing it on the small of your back and keeping it there is he slams into you again, repeating the motion over and over again until you’re near tears. 

It’s so good, and you’re so wet and you want to cum so bad.

You’re just about to whine for it when Jungkook suddenly changes your position again, splaying his hand around your stomach until all you know is that he’s manhandling you over the couch and he’s seated on the leather while you end up on his lap. 

Jungkook slides your top upwards until they’re halfway on your chest, expertly creeping up your back to unhook your bra, the flimsy garment falling down your lap. He doesn’t waste more time and maneuvers you a little to suck on your nipples, hands coming to your waist to start bounching you on his cock. 

You whimper at the simulation, hands grabbing his hair at the shock. There’s a mirror across from you that lets you see everything that’s happening, and you can’t help but let out a loud moan when you see the way his engorged head disappears in your pussy every time he pushes you down his lap, with his messy hair buried deep on your chest. 

You look a mess, with your skirt on the floor and portions of your ponytail breaking away from your elastic tie. But you help Jungkook anyway, holding onto his arm as you bounce up and down on him, pushing your shirt way up your chest until your breasts are free from the constraint of the fabric.

“You’re always so pliant when you’re on my cock like this,” Jungkook says as he bites your nipple. And it felt petty, together with his words. 

“Shut up. M-make me cum.” You hiss, grabbing his hair a little tight to make him look up at you. 

He does, but there's a smug smirk on his face. “You think you deserve it?” 

You arch a brow, despite feeling the tight coil in your stomach. “When do I not?” 

“Wrong answer.” Jungkook tsks, shaking his head. Your eyebrows meet, but you find it incredibly hot when he does that thing with his tongue in his cheek. “Wrong answers mean I get to come before you. So sit back and be a good girl for me, hm?” 

“Fuck off—” You’re interrupted by Jungkook giving a forceful thrust from down under, so powerful that it almsot knocks you off his lap. 

“Look at you, such a fucking slut. A gorgeous slut,” Jungkook says, cupping the side of your head and directing you to look in the mirror you were looking at just a second ago. Your breathing is heavy, and your boobs bounce the same time you go up and down on Jungkook’s cock at a quick, abnormal pace you’re literally running out of breath. ��Pussy so fucking tight and tiny but you can always take my dick, huh? No matter how big it gets for you? Right, princess?” 

You whimper. “Don’t call me that.” 

Jungkook only smirks. “Oh, but you are a princess. Always whines when you don’t get what you want.” 

“I d-don’t– fuuckkk – I don’t whine.” you hiss directly to his face, glaring at him. 

He chuckles, dark and deep. His fingers begin to creep over your pussy, and soon he’s rubbing fast circles over it, and you want to bite back with an answer to get the last word – but the words die on your tongue when Jungkook changes the position again, roughly placing you on the couch, turning you to your side.

Jungkook grabs your leg and hook it on his shoulder, finds leverage on one of your ass cheeks and enters you from that position, jackhammering thrusts making you almost scream. 

It felt so deep, so close, and the stretch is almost godly. Delicious. The way Jungkook’s dick fills you up so good makes the tears form in your eyes, and you keep your eye on him as he pumps in and out of you, sweat already forming on his brows, abs clenching, veins popping out of his arms.

“S-shit–” Jungkook hisses, breathing heavily, a telltale sign of his impending orgasm. “I’m gonna cum. Shit, can I– can I cum inside?” 

You nod your head vehemently, grabbing your own chest at the sight of him to give yourself some form of relief. 

“Fuck,” Jungkook groans before he slams into you in and out, repeating the motion over and over again until his thighs shake. Pauses. Then, he takes his cock out slowly from you, and you look down to see the way Jungkook’s abdomen clench when he starts pumping his cock to shoot his seed into your hole. 

It’s warm on your pussy, a little cold when it begins trickling down. 

“J-jungkook, I want to—” 

“Shh, princess. You’ll come. Just wait a little.” he squeezes his cock for more, spurts of cum shooting into and onto you, and you feel like you could cry at this point. 

“Jungkook—” 

“Easy.”

He puts your leg down and you thought he was going to enter you again but he adjusts you on the couch, kneels down on the floor, and pokes his tongue out to taste you. 

“Oh god!” you gasp when Jungkook suddenly dives in, hungry and impatient, tongue eager to get everywhere all at once.

It happened so fast you don’t exactly know when you released. But when you do, you’re lax on the couch afterwards with Jungkook sitting beside you, massaging your breasts. 

“Kook… that’s enough.” you say, holding his wrist. 

Jungkook arches a brow. But he lets go. 

The post-coital momentum hits you the same. 

It’s always like this when you’re doing fucking. You pick up your clothes, and Jungkook starts dressing himself properly too. 

You comb your hair through your fingers, putting it back into a decent ponytail in the mirror. You see the reflection of Jungkook behind you seating himself on the couch. 

“You’re working tonight?” He takes out something in his pocket, a familiar small, pink electronic device. 

Your expression sours immediately. “Keep that shit away from my studio, Jeon.” Jungkook halts, arching his brow your way. You roll your eyes. “If you’re gonna smoke, do it with a real cigarette. Don’t be a pussy.” 

Jungkook snorts a scoff, but he tucks away the vape in his pocket back again, anyway. 

“You’re getting real creative with being hateful about my smoking. Careful, princess. I’m starting to think you wanna be my girlfriend.” 

You walk towards your swivel chair in front of the keyboard. On the screen is a song you’ve been working on for the past month, unfinished, with way too many versions of the melody. You can’t seem to figure out what fits best. 

You look back at Jungkook with a disgusted face. “You keep on mentioning that word. I think you want me to be your girlfriend.” 

He laughs, relaxed against the sofa, watching you from across the room. 

“I would’ve already asked you way before if I wanted that.” 

You pause. 

Huh. 

What a fucking asshole. 

“Sure. Keep telling yourself that. But you’re the one getting all worked up just ‘cause I called your bestfriend oppa when he's barely fucking older than me.” You quote him as a retort, throwing his words back at him, going back to your computer. 

“Did it flatter you?” 

You tried some notes on the keyboard, and again, it doesn’t feel right. Something's missing. Something's too much.

“No. Why would it? You’re a good fuck, I’ll give you that. But you’re not more than that to me.”

A few keys again. It felt way too… bright. The lyrics don't fit. Yoongi would know what to do with this track. But you can’t come to him again, especially after what happened a week ago. A drunk confession and a sober rejection, with the confession coming from you and the rejecting coming from Yoongi.

Now you have to act as if that didn't faze you. Hell is going to freeze over way before you show everyone you give a fuck about anything.

You don’t even notice that Jungkook hadn’t said anything to the last thing you said because it was just that quick for you to get holed in at work. 

Until you hear footsteps coming your way. 

“What are you working on?” Jungkook asks, gesturing to the whole equipment before you. 

“Songs.” you say, not really interested in getting into more conversation with him tonight. 

The sex was good, and you won't tell Jungkook this – it's unspoken anyway – but sex with him has always lessened your stress. Made you feel free, even just for a moment. Jungkook likes sex, and he makes sure to prove it to you everytime you do it.

“Wasn’t really obvious.” Jungkook sarcastically says.

You sigh at that, eyes focused on your screen. Clicking away at the software, trying out some keys again. The sound of the keyboard almost rings to your ears at this point.

“Jungkook, I’m working.” 

“I know. What? I can’t watch you? Yoongi always tells me it’s better if I watch how you guys work so I can learn a thing or two.” He shrugs, sitting in the available chair next to you. 

The mention of Yoongi makes you jump a little, something you hope Jungkook doesn't notice. When he doesn't say anything, you arch your brow at him.

“Why? Thinking of producing your own shit from now on?” 

You didn't really think that through. Just wanted to... say something. Retort. But you see that flicker of something unknown flash his face, and you know to yourself instantly that was a… low blow.

Jungkook had always felt… you don’t know, really. He’s just close off when it comes to his… own works. He almost doesn’t really mention them to you, even though that could be something you can talk about when you’re not trying to get in each other's pants.

“None of your business.” Jungkok says after awhile. 

You bite your lip. “Okay.” 

The room feels quiet until Jungkook breaks it.

“He’s planning to ask you out, by the way.” 

Without looking away from your computer, you ask, “Who?” 

“Mingyu.” 

“Oh.” 

“What are you going to say?” 

Your brows furrow. “Not sure. You’re his friend right? Is he a nice guy?” 

“You like nice guys now?” 

“Who doesn't?” you roll your eyes. “Maybe I’ll say yes.” 

Jungkook suddenly stands up, the chair scraping against the floorboards.

“Okay, well. Just tell me when you two start fucking, just so I know my health isn’t at risk here.” 

You look up at him incredulously.

“You know you’re such a fucking asshole sometimes, right?” He doesn’t say anything. You scoff. “As if you haven’t fucked anybody else since we started doing this.” 

“Who the hell else have I fucked, quickly?” Jungkoon furrows his brows. 

Shit. You’re confused now. The software is dancing in your eyes. Maybe it was wrong to get right into it after having sex; your brain's mush. And Jungkook's picking up a fight with you as fucking usual. You genuinely don't want to get into it right now.

“I don’t fucking know, Jeon. A random idol at some music show backstage? Maybe one of your fans? I really don’t care. As long as you tell me. ‘Cause I’m as concerned about my health as you are yours.” You say the words with a particular bite to it, making sure to look at him when you use your words against him.

“I haven’t been in any pussy other than your own uptight one since I fucked it, so good luck on that beef you have with an imaginary woman.” Jungkook spits out before he takes his keys out. “I’ll have dinner delivered to you ‘cause I know you haven’t eaten shit. Until then, I’m heading off. Just text me if you’re staying over at my place or not. I don't care. You have a keycard.” 

One you never used. Jungkook's aware of that.

You avoid looking at him. “I'm not.” 

“... Okay.” 

He leaves just like that.

You slump in your seat and shut your eyes close.