#mini scenes

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Endless Planting by Tatsuya Tanaka

If you started with one grain of rice then doubled the amount every day...

Today is Pi Day. 『円周率の日』

[saveme-storybrooke-potc]

CaptainSwan in Highschool

Mini Au Emma and Killian in high-school where Emma finds a Love Note in Killian's locker and he knows how scary and jealous Emma can be when others flirt with him but she's surprisingly calm

[baeklination]

B n' B

Date: 210723

Warnings/Contains: SMUT 🔞 (medium smut?)

Pairing: Baekhyun x F. Reader

WC: 132 + 191

NOTE: Same au, different scenes.

Masterlist

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Baekhyun's hair sweeps your stomach as he turns his head towards you.

"Kilimanjaro and Mount Everest..?", he smiles, his eyebrows curiously lifted.

"They the same height?"

"I don't know", he says and hauls up his phone. "But isn't one usually a little bigger anyway?"

"How - why do you know that?"

"I don't know...", he shrugs his shoulders and continues looking on his phone. "Guess I read it somewhere…"

"You read it somewhere..? Wouldn't be that an old girlfriend told you?"

"No, I would've said so if it was. I think I read it, honest."

"Alright… Although, it does beg the question…", you say and squint.

Baekhyun pauses and looks at you, a question mark painted on his face. 

"...What kind of literature are you indulging in, Mr. Byun?"

"Na-ah..!", he protests, laughing.

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"She walked around listlessly, barely trying to figure out what top to wear…", Baekhyun muses theatrically, narrating your doings.

You purse your lips.

"Any ideas?"

"I think it's fine like this."

He reaches his arm out for you to come to him. You brush the hair out of his face, giving him a kiss on the forehead. 

"M-hm, if you had your say I'd be going out for kebab stark naked."

He slowly nods, breaking into a cute smile. 

"You would."

His hair tickles your skin. His hands go softly up your back and down your arms, pulling your bra straps down. Gently cupping your breasts, he envelopes your nipple with his plush lips. Such a simple motion, but it's already woken up your core. Taking his time he savours it, the silence broken by the occasional smack of his lips.

Slowly kissing. 

Slowly licking. 

As if he's been given the sweetest treat. Opening your zipper, he pulls your shorts off as he slides to the floor on his knees and kisses a trail down, ever down, and gently parts your folds. His breath hits you as his tongue comes close.

[castle-dimitrescu]

Moreau trying to be hip with the kids??

(ooc: OH MY GOD THIS IS AN AMAZING IDEA!!)

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Sal: Hey... uh, Bela?

Bela: What do you need?

Sal: Um... what does this mean? I went on... Reddit... and this looks like... an inside internet... joke... *shows her this picture*

Sal: They keep commenting... 'amogus'? Over and over...

Bela: Oh lord... oh no....

[ask-q-and-picard]

Q: ... Jean-Luc, you know I’m not one to be concerned by linear time, but I can’t help noticing that it’s Monday.

Picard: Is it? I’ve lost track, truly - delicate diplomatic situations can’t be rushed, unfortunately, and their success is rather dependent upon their captain. I imagine I owe you an outing?

Q: I was beginning to think you’d never ask... as long as you’re capable?

Picard: ... Are you asking me if I’m tired?

Q: Yes, obviously, because I can fix that -

Picard: Thank you, Q, but I’m perfectly alright, though I’m perhaps more inclined than usual to do something more relaxed this time - the escape room was thoroughly enjoyable, but it’s been a trying few days. 

Q: Understandable, you mortals are so easily wearied... what’ll it be then, mon capitaine? Tropical beach, perhaps? Small, ancient library no one else is currently in?

Picard: No no, nothing so inactive - I was considering wine. A tasting tour of France, with the appropriate food pairings.

Q: Will there be pastries?

Picard: ... Likely not. It tends to be more along the lines of cheese, or perchance oysters -

Q: Truly? I’ve always wanted to try an oyster, darling! Allons-y!

...

Q: So begins our whistle-stop tour - the Loire Valley! Such a quaint farmhouse, quite dull really, but I imagine the experience will be marvellous. After you, I’ll let your expertise lead the way... what are you staring at, man? It’s a vineyard, I can’t imagine you aren’t accustomed to such things -

Picard: Just... struck, Q. I don’t miss any of this, not remotely, but there’s a certain nostalgia associated with the French countryside that I can’t ever escape. I came here, after... well, doesn’t matter. I’m sure you must feel the same way whenever you’re in the Continuum.

Q: Not particularly, dear. It’s rarely ever been a home. I’m far too interesting for any of them.

Picard: ... Well, at least you have one now. That’s something, I hope?

Q: ... I have... what?

Picard: Well, wine won’t drink itself, Q - off we go! Oh, I do hope they have a decent Cabernet d’Anjou...

Q: ... You - you can’t just fail to elaborate on that, you incorrigible mortal!

...

Picard: A brief overview of wine labels for your benefit, dear -

Q: Omniscient. You can’t just go around saying things you don’t mean, Jean-Luc!

Picard: I don’t say things I don’t mean, Q.

Q: ... That’s... I’m struggling to contain the explosions of every bottle in this cellar, I want you to be fully aware of that. If they shatter, it’s entirely your fault.

Picard: Do attempt to restrain yourself, won’t you? I’m fully intending to test a reasonable sample. Now, the French label their wines by region rather than by grape, as they’re unique in frequently blending varieties -

Q: Stop talking and pass me the Anjou, mon amour. I need a distraction, and quickly.

Picard: Of course. You’ll notice the rosewood sheen of a classic Valley rosé - now, if you absorb the aroma, you’ll likely note - Q! You can’t just casually chug a fine vintage!

Q: ... Ah, yes. My mistake. I blame you, of course. Aubergine caviar on pain rustique?

Picard: An excellent pairing, yes, but are you alright?

Q: ... Can we take this damned thing back, Jean-Luc? Ridiculous idea anyway, dates are for Sundays - the rest of the week is for... home.

Picard: ... I didn’t mean to overwhelm you.

Q: Overwhelmed? Me? Don’t be so absurd, I’m perfectly normal! As if your paltry mortal capacities could overwhelm me!

Picard: ... Mmm... well, at least bring a Muscadet, Q. It’s local, and an impeccable accompaniment to oysters -

Q: Consider it done! Lovely country this, we’ll do it again sometime I’m sure!

Picard: ... Perhaps you should bring several bottles?

Q: Darling, I’m bringing half the vineyard. Home. To ours.

Picard: ... Oh, good lord...

[littlelady-blackwell]

Ed feeding the birds is the cutest thing ~

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Japanese McDonald's is the best McDonald's.

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カオナス 😶🍆