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anonymous asked:

If you want some party smut prompts.. Can I get a Maggie packing and going out to a party/bar/club/game night and Alex finding out and going crazy for her?

She’s never packed outside the house before.

She’s never wanted to.

In all her other relationships, all her other trysts, it was always assumed she would top.

Something about the leather jackets and the attitude and the badge.

And Alex loves that hard edge to her.

Loves it so wildly much.

But Alex also lets her be soft. Alex also lets her be out of control, lets her rest, lets her lay back and be worshiped.

No one’s ever done that for Maggie before.

And it’s making her desperate to return the favor. 

So when she comes home from work to find Alex in a short skirt and lacey top, makeup perfect and choker specially designed to drive her wild, she knows exactly how.

“Sorry I’m so late, babe, I know we have to get going – “

“Don’t worry about it. Lucy’s already at the club, so I’m gonna go meet her – come catch up? Is that okay?”

And normally, Maggie might pout. Alex leaving before her, looking like that. Because god, she doesn’t want her out of her sight. She wants her in her arms, she wants her underneath her, she wants… 

Everything.

Everything with this beautiful, amazing woman.

“Go ahead, sweetie, I’ll catch up,” Maggie smiles, and Alex practically squeals with excitement as she kisses her and practically runs out the door.

It’s been a long time since she’s associated clubbing with anything good, but lately, with Lucy and Vasquez and the occasional attendance of the girls from Earth 1, she’s been rediscovering how to dance for fun, not for escape.

And tonight, Maggie’s hoping to show her… quite a lot of fun.

She takes her time dressing – simple; the white collared shirt she knows Alex loves and a dark pair of jeans – and she takes her time figuring out how best to arrange her dildo so she doesn’t look like she’s walking around completely hard for Alex. Which, well, she will be, but… something about decorum. 

She grins to herself as she arranges the dildo underneath her tightest boxers so it’s running down the length of her thigh, fitting comfortably into her jeans. 

She takes her car instead of her motorcycle to the club, her heart hammering in her chest.

True to the amount of effort she put in, Alex doesn’t notice right away.

She successfully gets through a round of drinks with Lucy, Vasquez, and her girlfriend before Alex takes her hand, kisses it, and leads her seductively to the dance floor.

Lucy and Vasquez whoop and cheer behind them, and Maggie rolls her eyes happily at them as Alex tugs her into a sea of dancing people, turns around, guides Maggie’s hands to her hips, and immediately grinds into her.

She freezes with the first movement, and she turns her head to look back at Maggie, her lips slightly parted and her pupils suddenly dilating intensely.

“Maggie,” she whispers, and Maggie immediately regrets her idea, immediately feels blood rushing to her face, immediately feels the swooping burn of humiliation tearing through her veins – 

“Fuck,” Alex interlaces their fingers, keeping Maggie’s hands on her hips, grinding harder back into her. She moans softly and lets her head drop back onto Maggie’s shoulder as her hips find the music and she lets her old party days take her body over.

“Alex, I – “ Maggie tries to explain, but Alex turns so they’re dancing – well, so that she’s dancing on Maggie, Maggie too frozen with nerves to move – chest to chest, and Alex’s eyes are pure lust.

“So I take it my outfit made you nice and hard for me then?” Alex asks into her ear, her voice affection and sex and raw need.

“Danvers,” Maggie chokes out, and Alex’s chuckle turns her on beyond belief.

“So here’s the plan, if you like it, Sawyer. I’m going to dance on you until neither of us can take it anymore, and then you’re going to take me into the bathroom and fuck me with this – “ Alex swipes her hand over Maggie’s crotch, making them both shudder with pleasure – “until I can’t stand up on my own. You know. If you want to.”

It’s Alex’s turn to look intimidated by her own boldness, until she realizes that the fire suddenly burning in Maggie’s eyes matches her own, until Maggie is kissing her hot and desperate and loving.

And Alex makes good on her plan.

She dances on Maggie – grinding and swinging her hips just so and running her fingers through Maggie’s hair, through her own, laughing when Lucy catches her eye and gives her a thumbs up – until they’re both sweating, until they’re both soaked, until they’re both keening for each other so intensely it almost hurts.

“I want you,” she tells Maggie when she can barely see properly anymore, and it’s a statement, but it’s also a question.

A question that Maggie answers with a smirk and a gentle tug on her hand, pulling her to the bathroom and asking with her eyes, when they lock the door on the single-stall behind them, whether this is still what Alex wants. 

“Please?” Alex answers as she drops to her knees.

“Mmm, Danvers, the floor’s dirty,” Maggie protests gently, and Alex just winks as she tugs at the zipper on Maggie’s jeans.

“If I know you – and I do – you back pockets are jammed with condoms and some cute little wipe packets I can use to clean up when we’re done,” she says, and Maggie tries to scoff at how very right she is, surrendering to Alex’s perfect logic and running her hands gently through Alex’s hair as Alex tugs impatiently until she can access Maggie’s dildo from the hole in her boxers.

“Mmm, condom first, my eager girl,” Maggie grins, snapping out of her reverie for a moment, and Alex nods impatiently as Maggie passes her a condom for Alex to roll up the dildo, just in case any particles or some such from her jeans have stuck to it on the way over, during the dancing.

“Do you still want this?” Alex asks from her knees, and Maggie forgets how to words.

“Green,” is all she can choke before watching her dildo disappear into Alex’s lips.

“Fuck, Danvers,” she moans, stumbling back into the bathroom door, Alex reaching a hand up the small of her back to keep her steady. 

“You like that, baby?” Alex wants to know, eyes wide as she looks up at Maggie as her tongue teases out of her lips and her fingers simultaneously press the base of the dildo to pressure Maggie’s clit.

“You know I do,” Maggie whimpers, and Alex’s chuckle makes her growl.

“I wanna fuck you,” she tells her, and Alex pauses.

“You don’t like fucking my mouth?” she asks, her eyes the picture of mock innocence, and Maggie laughs.

“I do, babygirl, but I uh… I want something a little tighter than that. If… if you want,” she stammers, and Alex smiles warmly as Maggie helps pull her to her feet.

“I can help you with that,” Alex hitches up her skirt, slow and steady, never breaking eye contact with Maggie until she turns, bracing her hands on the sink and looking over her shoulder, biting her bottom lip.

“Fuck me?” she requests, reaching back with one hand to tug aside her underwear, and Maggie moaning into her shoulder blades before shifting so they can kiss each other nearly tosses her over the edge.

Feeling Maggie hard and wet against her, behind her, nearly tosses her over the edge.

But she doesn’t get there until after she feels Maggie pull back, angling the dildo better for fucking her from behind; until after Maggie kisses her lips, her neck, her shoulders, constantly checking in with her, constantly making sure it’s alright, constantly making sure this is still what she wants; until after Maggie finally heeds Alex’s pleads to just fuck her, as hard and as fast as she wants; until after Maggie’s hands, stabilizing her body on Alex’s hips, tighten around her while Alex uses her own free hand to give her clit all the pressure it needs while Maggie comes in and out of her with increased abandon; until after their eyes meet in the bathroom mirror as Maggie slips one of her hands under Alex’s shirt, under her bra, to play with her nipple while they both watch; until after Maggie whispers, “come for me, babygirl,” hotly into her ear, and Alex then, finally, lets herself.

She unravels with a silent scream that tosses Maggie over the edge, too, just watching her in the mirror, just feeling her rut against her own hand, against Maggie’s dildo, against Maggie’s hand on her breast.

“Wow,” Maggie whispers as she kisses her down from all her waves, gentle and reverent, slipping out of her carefully and gently before dropping to her own knees, not caring if her jeans get a little dirty, to clean Alex’s bare ones from earlier.

“You uh…” Alex tries to catch her breath, to remember a little thing called language. “You should hard pack more often. If you want. I mean.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, beautiful,” Maggie grins, and Alex swoons.

“Well, you two certainly had fun,” Lucy arches an eyebrow when they finally rejoin their friends.

And, of course, she’s absolutely right.

I’m pretty sure Mei’s cinematic short made alot of us bawl our eyes out.


And then there’s this lil detail that I saw that I particularly liked but am not too sure on the accuracy of, and that is tea serving.

 In SG, we usually serve either rice wine or tea as a sign of respect to our ancestors during Qing Ming/ Grave sweeping Day to remember our ancestors and loved ones ( by placing three small lil cups of tea/ rice wine at the gravestone). 
At the same time, tea serving or 敬茶  is also a tradition that’s practiced during weddings where the newly weds serve tea to their relatives to acknowledge their new in-laws and new “brothers” and “sisters” and to pay respect to their current blood relatives.
Now I’m half drunk out of my mind and it’s late at night and @pentacass​ is half egging me on and I cannot brain properly right now, and inferring off the photo of Mei and her co-workers; they obviously seem like a close knit group of friends to her. 


I’m secretly half hoping/ imagining that those cups of tea she’s left for them is cause she’s acknowledged them as her brothers and sisters and served the tea to complete the tradition properly. 

Or to put it simply, She considers them as family.

*Update*

On second thought, now that I’m slightly more sober.
Can you imagine the line interactions between Mei and Angela ingame?
How Angela asks Mei about how she stays looking so young?

Mercy: Mei, you haven’t aged a day. What’s your secret?
Mei: Cryostasis. But I’m not sure if I’d recommend it.


Can you imagine, how Mei must be hurting sooooo much inside, when Angela asks that question? Like she just nyooooms back in her head sifting and recalling memories of when she just came out of the chamber to prep tea and all that shit for her colleagues as if its just another regular day at work? I wonder now, does Angela know what really happened? 

things harry has said on tour so far that have made me feel some type of way:

“You are the best friends anyone could ask for… thank you so much.”

“I’m gonna need more from you. I’m pretty into you right now, and I’m about to tell you I’m having your baby. Maybe we’ll skip Kiwi tonight. No? Shall we start again?”

“You were good, but you need to be better.”

“I’m forever yours.”

“Thank you for popping my cherry, as it were.”

“I’m falling in love with you to this song.”

“Who’s ready to dance with me? Are you ready to sing with me? I wanna see what you got.”

“If you’re gonna do it as loudly as this, you’re gonna get it as many times as you want.”

“I want you to do whatever makes you happiest. You can be whoever you want to be in this room.”

“I could not feel more honoured to stand in front of a group of strong women every night and sing for you.”

“Sois belle et tais toi.” (Be pretty and shut up.)

“The girls said earlier, it takes so much courage to come to shows these days. So thank you for being here. You have no idea how much this means to me. Thank you so much.”

“I’m loving you with every piece of me.”

Crop top crew comin at ya!

Edit: Added D.VAs cheek marks that I originally forgot;;

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Its not even been 2 weeks since the album came out and we already have theories for the repackage 😂😂😂 only EXO-Ls 👏👏

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I may surprise you, pixie boots.