#almost getting caught

[tbb-appreciation-week]

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THE DAY HAS ARRIVED!!! THE BAD BATCH APPRECIATION WEEK 2024 IS HERE!!! For the next 7 days, we'll celebrate and appreciate our favorite clone squad! Do you want to explore what happened between seasons? Is there something you wish the show had fleshed out more? This is the chance to do it yourself!

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#tbbaw2024 #the bad batch appreciation week 2024 #don't miss a thing #missing scene #"will you wait for me?" #quinlan vos #[nsfw prompt] #fanfic #fanart #gifset #[or any other medium] #[trigger warnings] #nsfw #[any other relevant tags]

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DAY 1: Don't Miss a Thing

Missing Scene

"Will you wait for me?"

Quinlan Vos

Palette: #51E5FF, #440381, #EC368D, #FFA5A5, #FFD6C0

(NSFW) Almost getting caught

[sliebman10]

Almost getting caught... and getting detention

(George/Lee, 120 words, @slashmultiverse )

George pushed Lee against the wall of the broom cupboard, kissing him deeply as they fumbled a bit in the tight space.

"Why'd you say Fred and Angelina could have the dorm?" Lee asked between kisses.

"I owed Fred one," George answered breathlessly as Lee pressed against him.

George went still, listening at the door. "Shit," he said, hastily straightening his robes and letting go of Lee.

"What-?" Lee started to ask as the door opened.

"Weasley, Jordan…you are out of bounds," came Professor McGonagall's voice. "What do you have to say for yourselves?" she demanded as they trooped out of the broom cupboard.

When neither one of them said anything, she pursed her lips. "Detention, then. For a week."

[mizu-writes-kumo]

Pairing: New Dream, Rapunzel + Willow, Rapunzel + Queen Arianna

Rating: T, none

Summary:

Rapunzel had never woken up next to a man before. She had never woken up next to anyone before.

AN: I come with some Forbidden Love AU. This one was one I had a fun writing, so hopefully it will bring everyone a bit joy.

[ricihh]

Partyrules my beloveds 💕

Rating: E

Fandom: Brawl Stars

Relationship: Larry/Surge

Main Tags: Oneshot, Smut, PWP, Kinktober, Almost Caught, Robot Sex, Quickies, Trans Male Character, Vaginal Sex, Blow Jobs, Vaginal Fingering, Masturbation, Dirty Talk, Established Relationship

Warnings: None!

Summary: Larry was known for being a rule-follower, always willing to advise everyone to respect the law and never break it.

However, Surge knew another side to him: he tolerated breaking the rules when it was for himself.

This led to them having sex in the surveillance room in the middle of Larry's shift, hoping no one would show up.

[42donotpanic]

Day 17: Detention and Almost getting caught

"Someone’s coming.” Peter grabbed his father’s wrist and stopped him from rounding the corner. They stood in the shadow and watched Charles and Hank walk by. The two were deep in conversation and didn’t pay Erik and Peter any attention.

“Now.” Peter checked again, and they continued their way to his room without any more incidents.

Erik locked the door with a flick of his wrist while Peter already spread the goods on his bed. That was when they both heard Charles’ annoyed voice in their heads: “Hiding doesn’t help against telepathy. Give everything back and then meet with me.”

@slashmultiverse

inofficial continuation of: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42122973

[briskchips]

The room is warm.

[clumsypuppy]

who is your favorite AA character? 👁️👁️

ziska… I hope capcom brings her back someday

[leafyeyes417]

Source of it all

Danny and his class had gone on a trip to Gotham for a week. He wasn’t exactly happy about that since despite the lower ectoplasm levels compared to amity, there was a lot more death and he could feel them happen when nearby. It made it hard to sleep when he kept jerking awake due to it.

Everything would have been fine if during the planned events they hadn’t come within a certain distance of Arkham Asylum. Danny being a halfa gave him senses that no one else had. One minute he had been following the group and the next pure and utter terror encompassed him and he took off in a random direction to get as far away from that as possible.

When he came back to himself he was halfway across the city, utterly lost, and on the verge of a panic attack because he had never felt like that before, even when he fought Pariah Dark. Whatever was under Arkham was Bad News(TM) and he had no clue what he should do about it.

[shummthechumm]

crybaby

(technically a redraw of art from late 2021, og with comparison under cut)

[inkedinserendipity]

one of the reasons i think that the murderbot diaries’ emotional moments hit so hard is because of a scarcity effect that the author has set up really, really well.

because, like—murderbot, as a character, is an answer to the question how do you “show and not tell” emotional moments from the lens of a character who point-blank will not acknowledge any affection directed their way. or, instead of overtly stating that characters are friends (“tell”), how do you demonstrate it with text (“show”)? well, most authors go ham on characters smiling at each other, laughing, joking, expressing reciprocal loyalty.

murderbot does none of those things. murderbot probably never smiled before preservation, and definitely didn’t laugh. (this is only partially an exaggeration.) telling jokes? hell yeah, MB’s funny as fuck. to other people? hell no. that would require conversations and it’d rather die, thanks.

add that to the fact that murderbot treats any expressions of affection toward it—internal and external—like being bit by a snake.

so you have this character + writing style that bars most conventional ways of establishing relationships between characters. you also have this character who is basically incapable of feeling any sort of reciprocated, positive emotion toward itself. so what do you do?

you work around your character. murderbot will never pick up on affectionate body language. it hates hugs. every sentence it hears passes through about fifteen different filters of self-loathing. so you make your relationships clear, and when you hit, you hit hard.

you summarize snapshots of characters panicking about the main character getting hurt. you drop your character’s performance reliability (and their walls) and have them banter. you have your character walk in on the tail end of conversations that expose concern for it.

and then you do things so overt that even your shit-self-esteem character can’t talk its way out of. you have its friend tell it directly that it can’t lose it too. you have its friends accommodate it and understand it without it directly expressing a single need. you have its friends stand up for it in conversation when it is too tired to do so. and then, when you really want to hit, you have your character pretend to be physically compromised rather than have to feel one (1) positive emotion toward itself.

positive emotions toward itself can’t really pass through murderbot’s walls. so you have to establish relationships by beating your main character over the head with them. and it can’t be all the time—because that’s not how relationships and emotional recovery, yknow, works—but it can be sometimes, and it can be very powerful, and that is why i think murderbot diaries in particular is very, very effective.

[incorrect-batfam-quotes-mostly]

Batfam but as my stupidest injuries pt 4. (Near death edition)

Dick: randomly passed out, was rushed to the hospital where they discovered his kidneys were going into failure, and he'd need a transplant. Everyone freaked out only for the next blood test to change completely, and nothing was wrong anymore (no one knows why or how this happened)

Jason: got caught in a riptide helping a tourist kid who didn't know the water. Got back to shore by pure stubbornness (and knowing how riptides work) and threw up from exhaustion

Tim: fell off a paddle board and hit his head on it as he fell and almost drowned from being dazed and winded by the fall

Damian: almost got tetanus from slamming his face into a rusty swing pole, then not getting a shot

Bonus Tim because in Pt 3 his injury was being scalded by boiling water: went into burn shock for most of the night

[badwolf-burningsuns]

What I’m not seeing anyone talk about is the fourth wall break implying….WE GAVE IMPORTANCE TO RUBY’S MOM.

As a fandom, we were ENTHRALLED. WHO IS SHE??? So every “fan” complaining about the end and saying “why did Sute care so much about Ruby’s mom??” and my response now is “well why did you care so much??”

And then they say “we didn’t know who she was” and I’m like…..”yeah neither did Sutekh. And just like us, the mystery was killing him.” Ruby’s mom may not have been important but we made her important as a fandom obsessing over the mystery.

I don’t know how to explain it?? Like does that make sense to anyone else?? I was practically screaming at the tv “WHO ARE YOU?!” I was giving her that power over me just like Sutekh was.

[wilsons-tie]

house and wilson have "quickies" in wilsons office. that's all I have to say, I'm sorry

[demigods-posts]

headcanon that percy and annabeth host a 'Grover Appreciation Day' once a month to remind grover how much they value him. they have a picnic out in the strawberry fields where they talk about their future and grover's role in it. they talk about getting married one day and asking grover to be the best man. they later explore the city and take pictures in place they definitely shouldn't. they go to lunch and cause harmless mayhem like they did when they were younger. they end the evening with a movie marathon of all of grover favorite nature documentaries and fall asleep cuddling together on the couch.

[lyn31]

Well that was close

Summary

A moment of heat, a sudden interruption, and a desperate scramble to keep a secret under wraps—just barely.

Ao3 link

My Masterlist ✨

Notes

Pairing: Zayne x MC/Reader College AU, mature, playful, banter, interruption/almost getting caught, short one shot.

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The door shuts behind you with a quiet click as you step into Zayne’s dorm, the weight of the afternoon settling in. It’s been a long day—lectures, note-taking, barely resisting the urge to sleep through the most boring professor in existence—but now, you’re here. And so is Zayne.

He tosses his bag onto his desk, already reaching for his books. Predictable.

You, however? You have other priorities.

Zayne barely has time to pull out a chair before your arms slide around his waist from behind, pressing your body flush against his. Warm. Even with the slight chill of his skin, you can still sense the subtle warmth beneath.

“You’re not really about to start studying, are you?” you murmur, lips brushing against the fabric of his shirt.

Zayne exhales, already weary, though you catch the subtle way his fingers tense around the book. “That was the plan.”

You hum, letting your hands wander a little—fingertips tracing the hem of his sweater, slipping just underneath. His stomach flinches at your touch, and you feel him take a sharp breath.

“We just got back from class,” he says, voice dipping lower.

“Mhm.” You press closer, lips grazing the edge of his jaw. “So?”

The book shuts in his hand.

Zayne turns, a flicker of something dangerous in his gaze—something that sends a sharp thrill down your spine.

“So,” he echoes, voice even, “you’re really insistent on making my life difficult.”

You grin. “Always.”

And that’s all it takes.

Zayne’s mouth finds yours in a claiming kiss, heat surging between you in an instant. He maneuvers you toward the bed with precise movements, barely breaking contact. Clothes come off in rushed, impatient motions—sweaters, jeans, until all that’s left is the press of bare skin and the way he fits perfectly against you.

His weight pins you to the mattress, grounding you as your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer. His lips map a slow descent—over your throat, your collarbone—each touch leaving heat in its wake. His hand drifts lower, guiding your hips as he pushes forward, a sharp gasp spilling from your lips at the stretch, the slow, intoxicating slide of him sinking into you—

Knock. Knock.

"RA check!"

The sound slams into your skull like a gunshot.

For half a second, you’re frozen—so is Zayne. He’s still inside you, still hovering just above, his chest rising and falling against yours.

And then, at the exact same time, you both react.

Shit.

You shove at him, and Zayne, caught off guard, nearly topples over the edge of the bed. Sheer panic sets in. Clothes? Where? Everything is everywhere. The room is a crime scene. Zayne’s still half-naked, and you—oh god, butt naked—

"Give me a moment," Zayne calls out, voice so stiff that it almost sounds forced.

The RA doesn’t answer, but you can feel them standing there, waiting.

Zayne is halfway to his feet, hastily yanking on his pants, while you dive for your hoodie, slipping it on over your head with panicked urgency. The bed is a disaster, pillows askew, sheets very obviously disturbed.

"Where’s my—" You start to ask, but then you see it.

Your underwear.

On the floor. In plain sight.

You lunge for it, stuffing it under the pillow just as Zayne reaches the door. His shirt is only half buttoned, his hair an absolute wreck—but there’s no time.

You hear the door unlock, followed by the creak of it opening.

The RA stands there, arms crossed, scanning the room with a slow, calculating gaze.

It’s silent.

Then...

“…Huh.” The RA squints. “This place looks… occupied.”

Your pulse spikes. Judging by their expression, they probably thought someone was doing drugs—until their gaze landed on you both. Now, you're not sure which assumption is worse.

You and Zayne are sitting on opposite sides of the bed—way too stiff, way too guilty. His hands are on his lap, posture rigid. You’re tugging your hoodie down like it might somehow erase the evidence.

The RA’s gaze lingers on the extra pillow. The extra blanket. The general vibe of the room that very clearly does not belong to just one person.

"You two aren’t—" They pause. Reconsider. Their tone shifts, something dangerously knowing curling into it. "You don’t live here, do you?"

You force out a very casual, “Nope.”

Zayne, ever the composed one, simply says, “She just spends time here.”

The RA gives him a look.

The silence stretches.

Then, finally—

“…Right,” the RA says, dragging the word out just a little too long.

There’s no proof. They know what’s going on, but they can’t call it out outright. Instead, they exhale, rubbing the bridge of their nose.

“I better not find out you’re actually living here,” they mutter. “Because if I do—” Their eyes flick between the two of you. “I’ll have to report it, and you’ll be sent back to your own room. Understood?”

You nod so fast you probably give yourself whiplash. “Understood.”

The RA lingers for a second longer, but then, mercifully, finally steps back. “Keep it down,” they say. Then, with a skeptical glance at the still-messy bed, they shut the door behind them.

Silence.

Stillness.

You exhale hard, slumping against the bed. Zayne drags a hand down his face, tension leaking out of his shoulders.

“That,” he mutters, “was almost a disaster.”

You turn your head to look at him, still breathless. Your pulse is still racing—not just from the panic, but because you never actually finished. You were just getting to the good part, after all.

Your gaze drops to his lips.

Zayne notices.

His fingers twitch against the sheets. You see the moment it clicks for him—the way his eyes darken, the way his hand shifts just slightly toward you.

You lean in.

“So,” you murmur, voice lower now, teasing. “Where were we?”

Zayne exhales through his nose, tilting his head like he’s thinking. Then, very slowly, he shifts closer, his fingers sliding back to your thigh, his body pressing in just enough to make you shiver.

“I believe,” he says, voice steady but full of promise, “I was in the middle of something.”

And this time, no one interrupts.

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Notes

Before Zayne just played along with MC antics but I feel like now he could be starting it ahahahahaha

I was editing to add the rest of the series part but it was too long ahahaha so here's just the whole list: College AU list ✨

[babyjinsu]

best friend’s boyfriend goes soooo crazy… /pos also sister’s bf too + blackmail omfg i’m biting my arm rn /pos

HII MY BELOVED FAIRYY!! so sorry for taking so long ugh <//3

cw cheating, noncon, dubcon, filming, throat-fucking, the word rape, sungchan n eunseok r both mean cheaters here, victim blaming, but you're also an asshole here, blackmail

no bcs ik im fucked up when cheating is one of my favourite trope(??) like when it comes to cheating i’m there n i’m here n i’m everywhere <//3 

can’t stop thinking of a member (sungchan in my head all the time) dating your best friend to get under your pants (bonus point if you rejected him in the past!!) your bestfriend thinks he’s looking at her and hanging onto every word she says but sungchan’s eyes slide past her and cut straight to you… 

when you hang out at her house, and sungchan’s there too—and you excuse yourself to go to the kitchen or the bathroom and he’ll follow behind, trapping your body between the kitchen cabinet and his’, his fingers graze your wrist, pressing his bulge against your ass—he’ll whisper into your ear, “still not interested?”

and when you reject him again—tell him to fuck off and leave you and your bestfriend alone, he’ll just chuckle and tells you it’s okay. he’s got all the time in the world. your bestfriend isn’t leaving, and knowing you—you won’t leave her either. 

he’ll definitely take any chances he’s got. he sees you intoxicated and a little drunker than usual, he’ll sweep you off right under your feet when his girlfriend isn’t looking, bring you over any vacant room in the house and take you right there and then. 

sungchan will treat you like you’re his girlfriend for the night—telling you how tight you are compared to his girlfriend, how round, and perky, and bouncy, and soft your tits are as he stuffs his mouth full of them. he degrades and humiliates your bestfriend while he’s inches deep inside of you, his balls slapping against your wet pussy (contrary to what you’re saying… that you don’t want it…?) he tells you he loves you as his hot cum spurts deep into your cunt, filling you completely… :o that he deserves this,, he deserves you,, not just some bitch he has to settle with… :( the whole time you just had to listen..

but i also rlly like it if it’s mutual. like an affair!! ugh i find it really really hot if both the bestfriend’s boyfriend and you are into it. you both know what you’re doing is so wrong, and so mean, and so inhumane and you’re breaking the girls code! but neither you nor sungchan can help it??

there’s something even better—that chase, that satisfaction, the rush, the tension… the “is she on her way back??” “oh my god we’re going to get caught!!”.. the way your bestfriend gushes about how sweet sungchan, how lucky she is over the phone while you’re riding sungchan’s throbbing, big cock in your bedroom… 

…or maybe the other way around. you and sungchan are in the middle of it—when his good-for-nothing girlfriend calls and he has to tell you to keep it down while you bounce and ride yourself on him, then resorts to sucking his coated cock and forcing him to suppress his moans and groans while you take him deep inside your throat yupp yupp… 

but it’s the aftermath that’s hot—after he ends the call and punishes you for what you just did because his girlfriend asked him “what’s that?” and he has to tell her it’s nothing… it’s the “you know i don’t love her, right?” as he rocks his hips against your ass—but you don’t want that. you don’t want sungchan to stop loving your bestfriend because it will take the fun away ;( 

aaaa the secrecy is what makes cheating hot :( how long cn u both keep it up?

similiarly to sister’s boyfriend passes out xd…  

eunseok’s your sister’s long-term boyfriend, and you’re her forever sister who just got back from your uni for the semester break. you’ve heard of him over phone calls and conversations—your future brother in law! and you’re so excited to be seeing him. he’s a little older, wiser, and way smarter and mature than anyone you ever know. 

eunseok swears he didn’t mean to walk in the bathroom while you’re changing! he doesn’t even know you’re there, and that his girlfriend’s bathroom is linked to your bedroom. you dismiss it,, it’s your fault for not locking the door too :( usually it doesn’t really matter since your sister is… well your sister… but now there’s going to be a new family-member in the house!! so you have to be a little bit more careful. 

so it’s your fault for not locking your bedroom door either and giving eunseok the access to… your private space. it’s your fault for wearing those too short shorts and cropped top and walking around the house carelessly. it’s your fault that eunseok got a boner and he’s never been hornier—than your sister has ever made him feel—and he jerks off in the bathroom, fist wrapped around his lengthy and fat cock while murmuring and moaning your name and finishing it off in your shampoo bottle…

and when he can’t stand it anymore—needs to feel how his sister-in-law’s little, younger, tighter pussy feels… he doesn’t stop. eunseok uses you and fucks your pussy and throat like a fleshlight… he’ll tell you to leave your bedroom unlock, and you’ll comply because you’re so scared of your parents (especially your sister) finding out that you’ve been fucking their son-in-law (you’re too ashamed to say you were raped by your brother-in-law)...

eunseok comes every night after your sister has slept, and it’s the same routine, same positions all over again… he’ll carry and fuck you against the thin wall separating you and your sister’s room, he’ll shut you up by pushing his cock so deep in your throat <//3 if he senses that you’ve had enough and is going to report, he’ll pull out the tapes, the pictures (mostly you… and you don’t even look you were being violated. not with your eyes rolled back, lips parted, your cheeks red like you’re blushing,,,)..

besides,, who will believe you? you might be your sister’s sister but you’re also the sister who has been away for university (and you don’t know anything about her anymore now…) eunseok then will get married to her so you have nowhere to go n nowhere to run <33

the bread eaten in secret tastes yummier^^ especially ones that you’re not supposed to have…

i love cheating asks so much please indulge me with more of hihihihihihihihiihihihi >< thank u fairy lov u lov uuu <3