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thatpinkbetch · 4 years ago

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I'm going to answer it this way, because I'm actually not a fan of some of those, and I've heard this is the way to do it if you don't want it ending up in the tag or the search I think? If i censor any of the ship names it's not out of malice! I simply don't want any of this to end up in front of eyes that just want to enjoy their ships 💖💖💖 if there is anyone who doesn't want to see opinions against t*d*d*ku, k*r*b*ku, or even iz**ch*ka, please don't read any further! Oh my goodness i hope this is all legible...

Anyways, hello!! Thank you so much for the ask!! I love talking about my opinion avkvmsocnaocjsoxks it also makes me really happy you like my blog 🥺🥺🥺 (I hope this answer doesn't ruin that avskvneognsocjs)

I'll start out by confirming that I'm not a multishipper. It makes me excited to see how the act of shipping itself can make others happy, but it's just not that way for me. I actually never read fanfic until I got into bnha (bkdk is just that powerful 😁😁) I'm actually...a little serious when i ship, or when i enjoy media, i analyze pretty heavily, so also, if that doesn't sound like anyone's cup of tea, i would once again recommend to stop reading and enjoy your day please!

I love analyzing characters and storylines and dynamics, but i will admit, I'm not a fan of most of the ships - not romantically. I think all the characters have interesting relationships to each other, all of the kids are great friends, and I love bonds and friendships so much 🥺🥺🥺

Those first two are perhaps the biggest, at least they definitely were the biggest when I first entered. Once i caught up, I didn't really understand the enthusiasm, but people have fun shipping, so that's nice! I think of those two as easy ships, if that makes sense? They're pretty simple, and easy to digest.

I personally am not a fan of romantic t*d*d*ku for a very specific reason; it feels weird to me for Todo to immediately fall in love with the first person who's ever shown him kindness (since his mother of course). Todo had never had any friends, nor any want for friends, obviously because of the abuse he faced as a child. Mido was his first exploration at a life outside of his father, a life he got to make for himself, it just doesn't feel right to me that he should immediately think "oh, is this romantic love? Is this the one and only for me?" Well, perhaps a teenager might think that way, but i don't think that's actually how he feels deep down, and I'm sure that's something a lot of us have to learn as we grow (I've definitely struggled with my own understanding of romance for the past 8 years). I think he still is trying to learn how to socialize and to make friends and to be a friend (and he's doing SUCH a good job!) But to immediately plunge into romance, which can be complicated, i don't think that would be right for him. I hope that makes sense! I know they're a very cute ship, which makes for fun! But again, I can be a little serious when i ship...

K*r*b*ku kind of falls into similar territory for me? Baku definitely had friends growing up, but he's seemed to always have trouble understanding his feelings and where he stands with others, causing trust issues. Kiri is really the first person he knew where he stood with, a person for him to be comfortable with and feel on equal ground, which i think is such a huge and positive role in his life, and i don't necessarily think that it needs to be romantic - for both of these, i think these relationships are incredibly important, to everyone involved, and making them romantic doesn't make them any more important!! In fact, i feel like them as friends actually can offer a more complex, interesting, and human dynamic between these characters, as sometimes people simply default to romance and then end up pushing for the same old tropes and ignore all the intricacies Horikoshi includes in his writing.

Again, I love Mido's friendship with Todo, and I love Baku's friendship with Kiri. I think these relationships are incredibly important, and friends are incredibly important. People who ship them are having fun, which is so lovely, and i hope they continue to have fun! I hope you personally find more fics about them that make you smile and brighten your day 💖💖💖

Iz**ch*ka is a little difficult, because they certainly are cute, separately and together. I thought they were cutest before Ura was told about her potential crush on Mido, when she was simply a source of bubbly energy and positivity that helped Mido open up and feel comfortable around other people. I feel though that, romantically, it's extraordinarily one-sided, and at this point, i have to wonder if they really are "end goal." End goal for shounen, of course, is hardly ever explicit ahzovndlfjsoxo but i feel like a better storyline for Horikoshi to take would be for Ura to realize that she's been confused, and these feelings haven't really been a positive experience for her. I've definitely gone through things like that as a teenager. Now, the ship can be very cute! They're basically the same person, and they're cute and bubbly! But again, it simply isn't for me.

I think Momjirou is very cute!! Of course, as a lesbian, i sense strong lesbian vibes from Momo, and strong bi vibes from Jirou, and I also saw the ship potential ever since the USJ attack - which i think, so did everyone else ahaovndofjsojfsk they're best friends without a doubt, though i have to say, i really like Kamijirou. She just makes him so soft, and he's so in awe of her, and she thinks he's so funny, I love how supportive he is of her, especially since she can be really insecure 🥺🥺🥺

I also think Ura and Tsu are very cute but another easy ship, and i kind of really like Ochamina 🥺 they're both pink and space themed, they're bubbly and energetic and kick ass, and i think they'd be super cute...

I saved todobaku for last, because, you know what they say, best for last! 😇😇😇

I've said it before, but if there was no Mido (impossible obviously, and i would never want that) then todobaku is where my heart would lie. Baku has never really been shown chasing after anyone except for Mido...and Todo, which really gets at my heart. There's a grudging respect there - very, very grudging ahakckdkfjskdk which i find very appealing! Todo is very important to Baku and he has also been able to show Baku some things about himself that he needed to question and reevaluate. Meanwhile, Todo puts up with exactly 0% of Baku's shit, which i find absolutely hilarious. It's funny to me how Baku wishes to intimidate Todo as he does everyone else, and Todo simply does not care. And Baku wants to be mad, and ends up mad that he can't be mad since Todo is a strong and worthy opponent. They just have such an interesting chemistry, there's so much friction, so much tension, and I enjoy it, particularly since they clearly should be friends, would be great friends, want to be friends, but Baku simply won't get over it 😂😂 I do prefer them as friends, but friends that are incredibly close, two people that understand each other on almost a telepathic level, two people that give each other shit while also refusing to take the other's shit.

I do agree that many people in this fandom seem to think their ship stands on some moral high ground? It could be a disconnect from the previous generations of fandom, or it could also be the growing mentality on this site that everything needs to be a battle of moral superiority, and also that what you like is part of your personality, and if someone doesn't like what you like, then they don't like you or that they think you're factually incorrect. I personally have stopped going into the bn/ha tag simply because I don't enjoy, well, many things i find there, and I'm happy with those that i follow. I've definitely seen hatred and invalidation for both LGBT ships and m|w ships, neither of which I'm comfortable with. I definitely don't go off tumblr for fandom stuff because there's practically no acceptance for any same gender ships, or any queer headcanoning, which, I'll be honest, makes me scared, as i am a very anxious person avdkvndkfje i do think it should be noted that we should be as accepting of cishet ships as we are of queer ships - no debate on this one - but again, you are right when you say that many cishet headcanons have been used to invalidate LGBT voices, and any and all allies must always be aware of this! It is much more often that queer voices are silenced, that queer ships are ridiculed, that queer shippers aren't allowed to enjoy or see themselves. And to anybody that doesn't want to be an ally... Whelp ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ what are you doing here ajxkvmdogjdicjsicjsodj I'm gay

I haven't really read much of anything recently, let alone other ships, platonic or otherwise, because energy has been low for me for a long time. I wish i could participate more and support all my friends and other fans, but it's been a bit of a struggle 😣😣😣 I'm so sorry! Something that I can do is make posts and analyses and metas, as those are quick and make me excited, so I'm always happy to respond to asks like these! (I say as i take two hours to write this response...)

I hope people have been taking care of themselves and remember that tumblr is really good at letting you cater to your own interests! I hope if you've made it to the end of this response that you enjoyed it, and you're not mad at me ahsovjekgjsocjwodkso if you are, that's fine, I'm sorry, I probably am really bad at social/internet etiquette and such that help you filter 😣😣

To any who are curious, you cannot change my mind ahdogmdocjdidk thank you to whoever sent this ask!!! A lot of this is a bunch of rambling I've always wanted to talk about but was frankly too scared to post! I hope I made sense and answered everything you were asking!! Please have a good day/night/life!!! 💖💖💖💖💖

#bnha #bkdk #tdbk #also no i dont have a twitter ans i dont want to get one absocndofjwodjaozjsldjai #sorry i just #i can barely keep up with surviving ajsnvondofjskxnsodjsodks #anyways i really really need to go to bed #i should have 2 hours ago....#but you know #this ask got me so intrigued #im serious when i say i like thinking about and writing these things!!!#again thank you so much for asking and im sorry if you didnt get what you were looking for 😔😔😔#asks #long post

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ahhhsami · 7 years ago

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Hi! Prompt suggestion (Omegaverse universe be it Korrasami or Pharmercy, your pick): Probably you've seen around tumblr how Charlize Theron was doing a charity thing but no one was bidding enough, so she said the winner would be able to kiss her for some seconds. And this female hero out-bid everyone. So, that's the prompt. A is holding a charity event and offers a kiss to the highest bid. B has had a crush on A for ages now and takes this chance. Then they date and then do the do. Thanks!

They kinda do things out of order, but it’s basically your prompt, lol. (AO3 LINK)

Angela rolls her eyes as she watches hands continue to pop up and raise the bid. She wasn’t one to watch a lot of television, but obviously this show was a big deal. This director, Gabriel Reyes, was offering a walk-on role in his show Blackwatch. All Angela really knew was that the show had something to do with a futuristic military and politics. One of the main reasons people were so eager was the chance to meet the lead actor, Jack Morrison. One of the most famous alphas on television at the moment. Even with that knowledge, Angela still had no interest. So she waits, there have to be better things for her to bid on, at least she hopes.

The number keeps climbing, until it stalls at 280 thousand dollars. Angela’s brow raises at the number. For a single walk-on role, that was impressive.

“I wonder who’s next,” Amelie asks, drawing Angela’s attention.

They’d come to the event together after both being invited. Amelie was one of the top ballerinas. She was actually dating one of the omegas Angela worked with at the hospital. But since Amelie knew that Lena would hate this kind of event, she had reached out to Angela, asking if she’d be interested in coming together. Angela was quick to accept the offer, considering that she didn’t actually know many people going to the event. A lot of them were big time businessmen. Most of them alphas, but not all. Either way it was good for Angela to be with an alpha, even if it wasn’t her alpha. On top of that with Angela being a doctor and scientist, she didn’t really fit into the crowd. The only things she had in common with them was that she was respected in her field and wealthy. Pretty much the main criteria to be invited tonight.

“It could be anyone,” Angela said and it was true. The event had already had multiple athletes auction off season tickets, actors auction off movie premiere tickets, producers auction off props from past movies, and much more.

“Well I just hope it’s more interesting than the past auctions. I hope they have another NASCAR driver like last year, Lena would love season tickets to the tracks again,” Amelie says as she looks at her nails, evidently bored. Angela found it cute that the alpha consistently thought of ways to please her omega. It was something she’d always respected about Amelie.

“I heard that Hana Song was going to auction something off. Wouldn’t Lena like whatever she auctions?”

Hana Song was a leading gamer from South Korea. Last year she had auctioned off tickets to the Overwatch World Finals, which she’d probably do again if she truly was here.

“Oh.” Amelie lifts her gaze, a tight smile on her lips. “She actually would.”

Angela crosses her fingers. “Let’s hope she’s here tonight then.”

“And now for the next auction we have Fareeha Amari. What do you have for us tonight?” the MC introduces.

Angela’s eyes widen and her mouth falls open just a bit. She was not expecting to see Fareeha Amari ever again. And to see her now, she was definitely caught off guard. She’d met the actress because of an accident on one of her sets. The actress had sustained an injury to her shoulder, to which Angela had treated. She had owed the director.

Even though that was two years ago, Angela could feel her heart rate pick up a little. During the time she had treated Fareeha, she had developed a little crush on her. The alpha was dorky and extremely friendly. She had a good sense of humor and even though she was having some severe pain, she always found a reason to smile. Her positive energy was contagious and Angela always felt better around her. Always felt comfortable, which wasn’t the case for most alphas she’d met. In most cases they’d try to flirt with her and be dominating, but Fareeha never flirted or powered over her. She was more than respectful. And somehow, that had made Angela feel a bit disappointed.

Angela wasn’t able to put her morals aside though. There was no way she was going to ask a patient out on a date. It was something she had always been adamant about. But even if she had broken her personal oath, Fareeha had shown no interest in her, meaning that she probably would have declined.

“Isn’t that the-”

“Yes,” Angela answers before Amelie can say anymore. She knew the whole story from Lena.

“As many know, I’m from Egypt,” Fareeha begins. “There’s a beach house that I own down there. The highest bidder will get a two week vacation, staying at that beach house. The vacation also includes historical tours and sightseeing. On top of that, you will get to meet the actors Khaled Nabawy and Menna Shalabi.”

“You’re going for it, correct?” Amelie asks Angela.

“I mean, maybe…” Angela says hesitantly. It’s not like she’d have anyone to bring on vacation with her.

“Just bid and win. At least you’d get to go up on stage and shake her hand. Maybe ask her on a date while you’re up there,” Amelie teases.

Angela rolls her eyes and takes a sip of the wine she has. “Not funny.”

“You should take the opportunity.”

“Yeah, not happening.”

The bidding began and even though the prize was nice, the number wasn’t getting very high. It started to slow around 30 thousand and then completely stalled at 37 thousand.

Before the MC can call it, Fareeha stands up and takes the mic.

“Oh for fucks sake, people,” the alpha groans. “There is no way I am leaving here with Gabriel Reyes getting a higher bid. I’ve got tits for God’s sake.”

The audience laughs at the confident alpha’s words.

“I’ll throw in a seven second kiss.”

The whole room fills up with chatter and Amelie locks eyes with Angela.

“You’re winning this fucking bid.”

“Oh my god,” is all Angela seems to be able to say because the bidding starts happening again, the number climbing fast. “Oh my god.”

“Shut up and raise!”

Angela’s hand pops up, not even listening to the number that they are actually on. She’s winning this one.

But when the bidding slows once more, Fareeha stands again. “20 seconds,” she says with a big grin.

And again the number climbs.

“I’m not going to win this,” Angela sighs, evidently disappointed.

“Yes you are. You’ve got plenty of money, splurge tonight,” Amelie encourages.

“Isn’t it a bit desperate?”

“Do you want to kiss her?”

“Yes,” Angela whines. Just thinking about kissing the alpha has her squirming in her seat.

“Then raise.”

Angela listens to the number, it was starting to slow around 130 thousand. And that’s when Angela swoops in.

“140 thousand,” she raises.

Eyes fall upon her and the omega she had been in a bidding war looks at her with surprise. She ignores him though and focuses on the MC as he asks for any final takers. When there are none, Angela lets out a long relieved sigh.

“Wow,” Amelie says next to her. “Way to go.”

“Oh shut up. You encouraged this.”

“Yes. Yes I did,” Amelie teases as it seems to dawn on Angela that she’d won. That she now was going to kiss Fareeha Amari. That she was going to kiss Fareeha Amari in front of hundreds of people. And that thought makes her feel slightly sick to her stomach. She’d never done something so brazen in her life before and she wasn’t sure if she was ready.

“Please come up to stage, Miss,” the MC says.

“Oh my god,” Angela whispers under her breath as she pushes her seat back. She smooths her hands down the front of her white blouse and takes in a shaky breath. She can feel everyone’s eyes on her, causing her to feel even more nervous. She worries her lower lip and shoves her hands into her red dress pants.

As Angela had walked, she had been focused on the ground and not tripping. But when she finally lifts her head, she sucks in her lips. Fareeha is looking right at her and the corner of her lips twitch as if she’s trying to hold back a smile.

Fareeha is quick to step forward and hold a hand out for Angela to take, supporting her as she walks up the stairs and onto the stage. Angela’s palm feels as if it’s on fire and once she’s on stage, she pulls it away. If just holding hands affects her that much, what was this kiss going to do to her?

“Hey,” Fareeha greets, only loud enough for Angela to hear.

“Hi,” Angela says shyly.

Fareeha chuckles softly and smiles at her. “It’s nice to see you again.”

“Likewise.”

Fareeha’s gaze drops to Angela’s lips for just a moment and the Egyptian wets her lips with her tongue. It’s quick, but Angela catches it and she bites into her lower lip, anticipation coursing through her body and causing her to start breathing a little faster.

“So, twenty seconds.”

“Twenty seconds,” Angela repeats.

“You two ready?” the MC whispers to them.

Angela and Fareeha lock gazes and then both nod.

“I need everyone to count with me, okay?!”

The MC waits for one of the women to make the first move. And surprisingly, it’s Angela that does so. She cups Fareeha’s cheeks and surges upwards to meet Fareeha’s lips. She hears a soft gasp leave Fareeha and then strong hands on her hips. Fareeha pulls her in close and kisses her more firmly. Fareeha’s lips are so soft and the kiss sets Angela aflame.

Angela leans up on her tiptoes even more and the two of them sway slightly as they kiss. Angela wants to deepen the kiss, but knows that it’s not her place to. Knows that she can’t truly kiss Fareeha like she wants to. But she makes the best of the closed mouthed kiss and holds Fareeha’s face in her hands, not letting their lips part for even a second.

When the count reaches eighteen, Angela’s hands leave Fareeha’s cheeks and slip around her shoulders. She grasps tightly at the fabric on Fareeha’s back and she hears Fareeha moan softly. Fareeha pushes forward, tilting Angela backwards into a more romantic pose as if they were in a movie. She supports the smaller frame of the omega with one hand on the small of her back.

And then the MC reaches twenty and Fareeha stands straight once again. She ends the kiss, but they stay close, their lids heavy as they pant for breath. Angela’s heart is pounding and even though she knows that the crowd is cheering, it’s as if they don’t exist. The only thing on her mind is the alpha holding her still.

Fareeha leans in towards Angela’s ear. Angela can feel her hot breath against her neck and a shiver goes down her spine.

“Meet me at the back entrance, please,” Fareeha whispers.

Angela’s words leave her and when Fareeha stands tall again, she nods affirmation.

Fareeha smiles softly at her and then takes the offered microphone from the MC. She thanks the people for bidding as Angela leaves the stage.

“Holy shit,” Amelie says before Angela’s even seated. “That looked worth it.”

“It so was,” Angela sighs as she plops into her seat, still a little dazed.

“What’d she say to you after?”

“She asked me to meet her at the back entrance. Oh my god. I need to meet her at the back entrance.” Angela stands up and grabs her purse. “Shit, the check.” Angela quickly pulls out her checkbook and scrawls 140 thousand on it. She then writes the charity. Signs it with her messy signature and hands it to Amelie. “Give that to them?”

“Of course. Go have fun,” Amelie says with a smirk.

Angela can’t hold back her excitement. “This is happening,” she squeals as she quickly hugs Amelie goodbye. “Eeeeee.”

Amelie rolls her eyes. “You needed to get laid anyway.”

“I don’t even know if that’s what’s happening…” she says softly as she lets go of her friend.

“It’s happening,” Amelie’s words exude confidence.

“Ahh, okay. Bye!” Angela tosses over her shoulder as she rushes out of the main room and towards the back entrance of the building.

She doesn’t make it all the way though. She’s suddenly pulled into a room attached to the hallway leading to the exit. A hand covers her mouth quickly and the door’s presses shut as her back is pushed against it.

“Shhhh.”

When Angela blinks a couple of time to get used to the darkness of the room, her eyes widen in surprise. Fareeha drops her hand from Angela’s mouth and then smiles widely at her.

“You scared the shit out of me,” Angela gasps.

“Sorry. I just…” Fareeha’s eyes were barely visible in the dark room that was only lit because of the moonlight filtering in through the windows. “It’s good to see you again.”

“You already said that.”

“Yeah, but honestly. I didn’t think I’d see you again and then you were up on stage and…”

“Did you want to see me again?” Angela dares to ask.

“Yes,” Fareeha confirms with no hesitation.

“Really?” This surprises Angela. She had really thought that Fareeha had no interest in her.

“Honestly I wanted to ask you out after my treatment, but you had that convention you went off to and I missed my chance.”

“You did?!”

Fareeha covers her mouth with her hand once more. “Shhh,” she shushes and lowers her hand again. “Yeah. I-I thought I made it clear I was interested in you.”

Angela looks utterly shocked and struggles to find the right words.

“What are you talking about? You didn’t seem interested at all.”

“What?” Fareeha gasps. “I did everything to show I was interested. I was super nice to you and made a fool of myself trying to make you laugh. I-I, what?” Fareeha asks still confused that Angela had thought she wasn’t interested.

“I thought you were just being nice! Most alphas are really forward when they flirt…”

“I thought I was being forward,” Fareeha returns.

Angela smiles at the cuteness of the alpha. She lifts a hand and runs the back of her fingers over the tan cheek. “We really messed up,” she laughs.

A small smile spreads over Fareeha’s face and she laughs too. “Yeah, yeah we did.” Fareeha takes Angela’s hand into her own and kisses the back of it. “We shouldn’t mess up this time,” Fareeha whispers as she lets go of Angela’s hand and cups her cheek instead. She leans down, her lips barely a hair’s breadth away from Angela’s.

“I agree.” Angela slips her arms around Fareeha’s wide shoulders and tugs her down. Their lips meeting once again.

It deepens instantly, not like the kiss they’d shared on stage. Fareeha is quick to drag her tongue across Angela’s lower lip, begging for entrance. And Angela’s knees go weak when she allows it, parting her lips and feels Fareeha’s tongue against her own. She lets out a whines as she feels Fareeha’s fingers dig into her hips and Fareeha push her body into her own.

It’s everything and more than she could have ever imagined. Fareeha’s so strong and comforting to her. She feels safe, just like she had when they were together during Fareeha’s treatment.

Her hands fist at Fareeha’s shirt as the alpha rolls her hips into her smaller frame. She can already feel the bulge straining against the front of Fareeha’s jeans. And she wants to feel her. Feel all of her. She wants Fareeha to fill her, to take her. All these thoughts race through her head and she feels her stomach tighten and wetness seep from her core.

She trails her hands over Fareeha’s shoulders and chest, down her stomach and to the button of her jeans. She waits though and pulls back from the kiss.

“I need you,” she begs, her fingers playing with end of Fareeha’s shirt.

“I-I don’t have a condom.”

“I’m on birth control.”

“Are you sure? We can go back to-”

“Positive.”

“I’ll pull out,” Fareeha says as she reaches for Angela’s blouse and starts unbuttoning it.

“You don’t have to.” Angela undoes Fareeha’s jeans and pushes them down. She then reaches into the opening of Fareeha’s boxers, cupping her member.

“Fuck,” Fareeha groans as Angela squeezes her teasingly.

Fareeha seems to lose her composure. She jerks down hard on Angela’s dress pants, causing them to fall to the floor. She pulls Angela’s hand from her boxers, pulling them down and freeing her cock. It bounces slightly as she steps even closer to the omega, closing the space completely between them. She reaches down with one hand, sliding Angela’s panties to the side and then running her hand through her slick folds. Angela moans and leans her head back against the door.

“You’re so fucking wet.”

“Mmmm,” Angela hums as she watches Fareeha take her cock into her free hand and lines it up to her entrance. Angela’s hips buck when she feels the tip of the cock teasing her folds and then pressing against her clit. “Please, I need you now.”

Fareeha grunts as she guides her cock back to Angela’s entrance and starts pushing in.

“Shit,” Angela groans. “So fucking big.”

Fareeha leans forward and starts kissing Angela’s neck and jawline. “Relax,” she says softly. “You can take it,” she encourages.

Angela’s teeth dig into her lower lip as the widest part of Fareeha’s cock slides in. Fareeha waits, allowing the omega to adjust to the stretch.

“Good, girl,” Fareeha praises. “You’re so good.”

Fareeha pushes in just a bit more and then pulls out. She starts thrusting slowly, each time pushing a little bit further in. She presses one hand against the wall to steady herself. With her free hand, she pushes Angela’s bra down, freeing her breasts. Angela moans loudly when Fareeha starts massaging her breast. Angela’s hands dig into the alpha’s shoulders with each movement. Discomfort quickly replaced with overwhelming pleasure.

“You need to stay quiet. People are still around,” Fareeha instructs.

“Fuckkk,” Angela moans as Fareeha sucks at her neck. “Oh shit… shit. You’re filling me so well,” Angela gasps as quietly as she can.

Fareeha pauses when there’s no space between their hips. “You okay? Not too much?”

“I-I’m good. So good.”

“Tell me when you’re ready for me to move,” Fareeha says softly before she goes back to sucking the omega’s neck and leaving light bruises. Her thumb flicks over the stiffened peak of Angela’s breast, causing the omega’s hips to buck.

“Fareeha, please. More,” she pants.

Fareeha doesn’t need to be asked twice. She pulls out almost completely and then thrusts right back in as deep as she can go into the wet heat. Angela yelps. Fareeha keeps thrusting into her, but moves the hand that was against the wall to cover Angela’s mouth. She muffles the cries, but the omega is still louder than she should be.

“Angela,” Fareeha growls.

Angela whimpers, already knowing why Fareeha has taken such a dominating tone. Her inner walls clench around the alpha and her fingers drag down her back. She can’t help making noises. Fareeha feels too good in her and her mind is hazy with pleasure. Her legs quiver as Fareeha sets a pounding pace, the sound of wet slapping filling the room.

“Are you close,” Fareeha groans.

“So close,” Angela answers breathlessly.

Fareeha moves her strong hand away from Angela’s breast and slides it down her stomach. She uses her fingers to press down onto Angela’s clit over her panties. The omega let’s out the loudest moan and her whole body jolts. Fareeha has to move her hand from Angela’s mouth, instead wrapping her arm around her waist to hold her up. Angela’s cries of pleasure now freely fall from her lips, filling the room along with the sounds of their bodies connecting with each furious thrust.

“Come for me,” Fareeha whispers and then kisses Angela hard, knowing that she’s going to have to muffle her cries somehow.

And Angela does. Her whole body tenses and her nails dig into Fareeha’s back. Her inner walls flutter and throb, the wetness of her release gushing out of her. Fareeha’s thrusts become gentle and shallower as she guides the omega through her orgasm. Her fingers gently rub Angela’s clit and the omega begins to whimper at how overly sensitive she is now.

Fareeha’s lips leave Angela’s and she takes a step back, pulling her cock from her. She looks down at her throbbing member and takes it into her own hand, jerking herself off. She had said that she would pull out, not being comfortable taking the risk of coming inside the omega, even if she was on birth control.

Fareeha grunts as her knot starts forming. She’s surprised because she’s not even in Angela anymore, but her body still reacts as if she were.

Suddenly a pale hand covers hers and stills her. “Let me.” Angela drops to her knees and without hesitation takes her head into her mouth. She sucks hard, knowing that the alpha is already on the brink of coming.

Fareeha’s mouth falls open as she lets out shaky breaths. Angela’s baby blues meet her gaze as she takes Fareeha as far as she can into her mouth. It’s not far, but she uses her hand to pump the rest of her cock. Fareeha’s stomach tightens and she threads her fingers into Angela’s hair.

“I’m gunna-”

She’s cut off by her own release. Her eyes fall shut as she feels Angela swallow and try to keep up with each spurt from her. Angela’s hand squeezes around her knot and milks her for all she’s got.

When she opens her eyes, Angela’s still looking up at her. The omega’s mouth and hand leave her softening cock and she stands up. She uses a finger to wipe a trail of come that had slipped from her lips and then holds her finger out to Fareeha.

“You taste so good,” she hums as Fareeha takes her finger into her mouth, tasting herself.

Fareeha can already feel herself hardening again, but she doesn’t want to stay in this random room all night. She lets go of Angela’s finger with a pop and smirks at the omega as she starts fixing her clothes. Angela seems to get the message and starts doing the same.

“So are you going to invite me back to your hotel, alpha?” Angela asks as she’s buttoning the last button of her blouse.

Fareeha adjusts herself in her jeans and takes a step forward, pressing Angela’s back to the door again.

“Well I was going to ask you on a date first… and then invite you back to my hotel.”

Angela smiles at the sweet alpha. “And what do you have planned?”

“Honestly I’m starving. So dinner?”

“Are you sure you want to wait?” Angela reaches down and cups Fareeha’s bulge.

“Taking you on a proper date is more important,” Fareeha says honestly.

“God,” Angela sighs. “You’re perfect.” She leans up kissing Fareeha softly. “Any chance you’d be free for a two week vacation in Egypt. I kind of just won an auction and spent 140 thousand dollars for a kiss, but the vacation was also included.”

Fareeha chuckles and rests her forehead against Angela’s.

“I’m free indefinitely for you.”

#pharmercy #pharah #mercy #overwatch #fic #my fic #omegaverse #Omega/Beta/Alpha #smut #reply #anon

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sukirichi · 4 years ago

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chapter 5 really left me numb and speechless. nothing prepared me for that, you woke up and decided you'd ruin us all today. but okay hear me out, THE BEAUTY OF RECKLESS. (this is me simping for your cute ass and your god-tier writing skills so i'm sorry if the long message bothers you)

but reckless is so heartwrengchingly beautiful. five chapters in and we already have such strong settings and a stable background of all the characters, minus the mysteries of gojo's past we've yet to discover. if i remember correctly, gojo can't go against his mother because he did something wrong in the past and she's using it against him? the manipulation of the characters to tie people up to what they want struck me so much. usually i only read fanfiction for the smut (which you're also an absolute goddess at writing btw) so reckless wasn't really my cup of tea. but after chapter one, i kept moving to the next, and the next, and now i'm left heartbroken after chapter five. i don't think i've ever read something as painful as this before which says a lot because i'm a SUCKER for angst. suki, the way you write, you never fail to blow me away...

i thought reckless was going to be a happy story and i still hope it is, but after chapter five, i'm super excited to see where you'll take us with this. y/n herself is such a complex, human character that is conflicted by her own feelings and goals. honestly, i thought she was pretty annoying that she doesn't give gojo a chance and locks up immediately like gurl...just let him speak ffs, but i'm not actually mad at her because you made us understand her perspective. y/n came from a family background in which love wasn't really what she felt, rather a sense of obligation to provide so she would find a spot. again, this could just be my analysis and i could be wrong, but the way you wrote and pieced them all together as if they were actual human beings going through every day conflicts made me root for the characters more. i still want them to make more babies and fall in love, but now you've given us so much more to look forward to. this is my first time wishing that y/n gets more than love. i wouldn't say she was abused like gojo was (FUCK MAMA GOJO, FUCK PAPA GOJO, FUCK EVERYONE ELSE) but she has her own internal struggles that as someone who preferred to do things my own way because i'm "independently strong" i could see myself in her. the struggles are the same and i was crying a waterfall before i knew it. OVER A FANFIC! ONLY YOU, SUKI, ONLY YOU.

i don't know how you manage to tug at our emotions so effortlessly as if writing the story is an instant way for our hearts to be swayed and pulled side to side, but you are so good at this. i swear. i've been following you for a while now, watched you grow and i'm really proud of you. i hope you know that. i also wish people would stop being so rude to you, you're like the sweetest person here with how you're so patient and welcoming to everyone :(

okay i'm steering off path, forgive me its like 4am right now and i'm still not over reckless ch5. speaking of, who's gonna clean my pillows stained with tears or tell my cat who saw me crying that it's just a fanfic and i shouldn't be this heartbroken as if i lost a loved one?

and suki, gojo...your portrayal of him is CHEF'S KISS, never seen before, really fucked with my mind type of portrayal. he's so well-written and feels so real. i love how he's a kind hearted person but can't care for y/n the way he wants to because his bitch ass mom is getting in his way. the scene over him going against his mother shaped his personality and my respect for him deepened, though i still wish he didn't have to say all those. i know his intentions were good and its his way of "keeping us and the baby safe" but he made me cry so bad i actually felt chest pains. he knew where to hurt us and the way he lied by saying we seduced him and he'll turn the whole world against us when what he wanted to say is the exact opposite really broke me. i'm starting to think that there's more to everyone now than what you've originally shown which makes everything sm better, can't wait for the next update.

gojo saying "he can't defeat his mother, but he knows you can. you will."

the trust he has for her and the way he believes in her capabilities, i want me a baby daddy gojo 😩 now after seeing the teaser for chapter 6, my theory is that y/n and gojo are going to be the most powerful, baddest couple. king and queens. i don't think y/n will forgive him that easily so i'm hoping gojo explains his side and she listens (y/n please for the love of god hear the poor man out, he's a victim in all this) so they can communicate better. but honestly? you'll do great. i know whatever you post will be so amazing that we will be, once again, left speechless. reckless is so beautiful and painful yet it makes me root for them more. i can't wait for y/n's revenge arc and to see how she and gojo will take over the world someday.

✨ absolute icon couple ✨

sorry this was too long! i hope you're proud and giving yourself some credit and rewards because ch5 was truly amazing. hope you get some rest, don't forget to drink water and eat three meals a day. i love you

oh my gosh i’m so sorry i took long to respond to this i was just...i teared up at this! i’m feeling extra emotional today idk its probably bcos the weather is gloomy and i am too but like anon omg i am...i’m really really humbled and so happy rn, i don’t think i can properly express how thankful i am for a message like this. you have graced my inbox and there’s sm i want to thank you for - for the support from me as a writer here, for the kindness of your words, for the feedback on reckless and how much you related to it - just... thank you so much, for everything, this message really means a lot to me and i hope you know that 😭 i’m still sorry you cried over it but omg anon i’m just downright speechless rn thank you so much 🥺 please take care of yourself too and know i love you more and i’m forever grateful for this, thanks so much 😭💕

#asks with naoya's trophy wife #series: reckless #suki: for keeps #you guys trying to make me cry huhhhh #also that character analysis and theory 😫✋🏻

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