#fareeha amari fanfic

[ovwechoes]

Fluffvember Day 9: Marriage by Convenience with Pharah x Reader Themes: lawyer au, requited feelings, gn reader, drabble, dialogue heavy (ish) Word count: 1630

When your boss proposed that, in order to progress and become an established partner within your law firm, you'd need to be married to be ‘respected’ you saw red. You had worked incredibly hard for this promotion, with it dangled infront of you countless times by them. And yet, in that moment, it seemed as though it was just a pipe dream. As though everything you had given for this firm had been for nothing - you had promised yourself that you wouldn't be married and wind up like those couples who lose everything to one another, it was your worst nightmare. But right now, you were left with no other option. It was maddening, and only a bottle of wine with your long-time colleague, Fareeha, could've remedied your anger. 

That night, as you two sat in your shared penthouse suite with glasses in each hand, you felt your anger dissipate with each reassuring word from her. She shared your anger, even if she remained loyal to the firm and couldn't empathise with your drive to progress. For her, she was content in her position - she served herself, her clients and her firm well with grace and respect, so she had no gain in progressing in her mind. But, Fareeha could see on your face how much it troubled you. She could see your pain, and that's when she suggested it. Something you never expected.

“You want me to marry you?” “Only on paper, and if you're willing to. It would solve your problem, wouldn't it?”

You remained silent then, considering your options. Fareeha noticed this, and took it as reluctance, fear, or concern.

“Look, you don't have to. I know how you feel about marriage, and I don't blame you for it. If anything, we'd just be married on paper. We can keep being friends and working together, without anything involved. It's all up to you, so no pressure.” she smiled, her eyes drifting to her drink as she spoke. You didn't know if she was drunkenly offering this right now, only to revoke it in the future, but a part of you felt it was as though divine intervention was handing you a solution.

“Are you sure about this, Fareeha?” “Completely. It's not like I'm marrying anyone anytime soon, and besides, it gets ماما (mom) off my back.” she chuckled as she spoke, leaving you with the solution you had been desperately, mentally searching for until now.

That's how you found yourself in this situation - married and thriving as one of the firm's newly established partner. It had been 7 months since that conversation - the first month was spent on preparing for the wedding. You wanted something simple and still believable - if you weren't able to convince your boss this was a true, bonefide marriage, it would've all been for nothing. Then, 3 months later, the wedding happened due to the courthouse having a surprise cancellation, meaning things could happen much more quickly for the two of you. That following week, the wedding finally happened with your dress and her suit arriving just in time. It was as though it was all meant to happen right then, right there, and you two couldn't possibly pass on this opportunity.

Of course, Fareeha's mother attended alongside your own parents. You had never seen someone smile so brightly at their daughter, which a part of you envied deeply. The wedding was beautiful, and the two of you were satisfied with it and the pictures that came from it. The wedding was nothing short of perfect, with it being enough to gain you respect from your boss and get you the promotion you had set your heart onto. It was all thanks to Fareeha's proposal, and you felt yourself growing more appreciative for things as your marriage continued.

It was an agreement at first, but now things in you had shifted and you grew to enjoy certain perks of marriage as time passed by. It seemed as though the same could be said for Fareeha, as her actions towards you became more considerate and daring.

You found yourself sat at your desk in your office - it was pristine, and so much more spacious compared to your cubicle. Your mind was focused on the work infront of you - contract renewal plans, financial budgets for your lawyers, etc. It was draining, with your mind wandering elsewhere. Somewhere familiar, and somewhere you noticed yourself going to more often now.

You imagined yourself laying next to Fareeha, something that happened more often now as the two of you lived together. You couldn't help but move your hand to her cheek in this daydream, holding her gently as she faced you in the bed. Her hair framed her face beautifully, with her tattoo under her eye emphasising Fareeha's iris'. You often akined them to burnished gold, with a fire ignited behind them when she grew focused on tasks at hand. She looked gorgeous in the darkly lit room you had imagined, as she lay there silent and staring back at you with a smile spread across her face.

“Hello… Yes I have a woman who's stuck in her daydreams… Yes she's awake but she's unresponsive…” Fareeha's sarcastic tone droned through you, bringing you back to reality as you realised she now stood infront of you, frustrated with the lack of attention you must've failed to give her before. Her face still held a mischevious smile, with your gaze drifting towards it and finally observing her whole statute.

Her hand was raised to her ear, as though she was on the phone. Something you noticed she did often to rile you up, and to bring a laugh out of you when your mood dipped. You rolled your eyes at the realisation that she was mimicking an emergency call, and began to configure a retort in your mind.

“Oh, come on. Hang up, I'm here.” you replied in a humerous, but still stern tone. “Finally, it's only been 5 minutes of me trying to get your attention.” Fareeha dropped her arm, letting silence linger for a moment as she repositioned herself infront of your desk. She stood tall in her work attire - a smart blazer, work trousers with a high-end belt, and a pen tieing her hair up (typical of her). She stood patiently, before breaking the moment with her words again.

“What did you want to talk about then?” “Oh yeah, I have your new contract here. Sign them once you've read through them, and give them to Vivian.”

Fareeha nodded in response, a grunt amplifying her understanding. It was hard being one of her bosses sometimes, but it definitely had their perks. You always convinced yourself those perks were purely platonic, purely friendship-based. And yet, Fareeha saw right through you and managed to use your hidden agendas to her benefit.

She paused for a moment, as she briefly read through them before abruptly stopping. Something caught her attention, and your fixation on her expression prevented you from carrying on your work and simply ignoring her.

“Says here I'll be working under Vivian permanently…” she uttered under her breath, a layer of sadness laced into her words. Her expression was softer than before, with her smile gone, but you still struggled to exactly place where her sadness came from. Was it because Vivian was infamously more strict than you as a partner, or was it something else? You didn't know, and you didn't have the time to entertain it right now.

“Yep. You've been bringing a lot of high-class clients in, so she's requested you to be on her team.” you explained, before letting your eyes drift back to your work. Fareeha wasn't pleased with this - something bothered her about this, and even she couldn't figure out why in this moment. But she didn't take the time to think, before biting back at this.

“And you're okay with this?” “Yup. Are you? If you don't want to work with her that's fine, I'm sure Sloan's team needs an extra set of ha-”

“Oh no, I'm alright with it. I'm just making sure you are…” she started, pausing for a moment to see if you'll look up and take pity on her demeanour. When you didn't, she took this as a challenge to rile you up further - something she had started doing now that the two of you were married.

"I just don't want you to miss me too much, that's all." Fareeha began, her tone soft and airy, with her words stretched out for emphasis. It was her way of teasing you, and you knew it all too well. When you looked up, you couldn't help but notice the slight curl of the corner of her mouth. It was as though she was waiting for you to snip back at her, so that she could continue bringing something out of you. You weren't going to let her win that easily, though.

“Bold words, Fareeha. Only person that's gonna miss you is the cleaner. Their workload's gonna drop by half now that you're leaving.” you retorted back, your tone taunting as you watched in your peritheral vision Fareeha's expressions twist and turn. You could see the gears turning in her mind, as she tried to figure out a way to bite back right now. Eventually, she put the contract under her arm and walked towards the door. She had given up, you assumed, as she remained silent as she opened it slightly. Fareeha paused, looking over her shoulder back to you with a gaut smirk plastered on her face.

"Maybe the cleaner won’t miss me, but I’m pretty sure you will. Who else is going to give you all this attention?"

[kiwi-on-ice]

Kinktober 2024 day 20: Wax Play with Pharah

fem reader, NSFW 18+

Also contains: soft dom!fareeha

"Please tell me if it gets too much."

You smile at your lover’s worry, as she prepares the candle wax. She lifts it and lets it drip onto her arm, testing the temperature before she deems it suitable, and turns to you with an interested glint in her eyes.

She’d wanted to try something new in the bedroom, and after some time researching you’d selected wax play as a fun new sensation to try.

The red candle shines softly in the low light of your bedroom, the usually dangerous colour now burning with the shade of passion as she plants soft kisses on your shoulder. Lying on your stomach, you hum softly in appreciation, before she lifts up the candle and tilts it a little.

Wax drips down onto your back, causing a soft gasp to escape. She shushes you softly, rubbing your shoulder with one hand as the wax drips again.

“Doing so well for me baby.” She coos, watching with interest as the wax dries on your skin.

You grin at her praise, arching your back a little for her, which makes her laugh. “You’re certainly eager.”

This time, she holds the candle a little closer to your skin as the wax drips, the sensation hotter and more intense. This time a soft whimper escapes you, pressing your thighs together eagerly. She tuts and slaps your outer thigh a little harshly.

“You know what I said, legs spread.”

A shiver runs up your spine at her words, you’d forgotten how intimidating Fareeha can be when she wants to be. Her strong frame towers over you as she smirks, which widens when you obey her and spread your thighs back open.

She rewards you by dropping wax directly on your asscheek, once again you gasp and bite your lip. Your pussy throbs, but you keep as still as you can.

Wanting to increase the sensation, she moves the candle downwards, now dripping on your thigh. You whine softly, about to beg before another large quantity lands dangerously close to your inner thigh. The slight burn makes your eyes roll back in ecstasy, so desperate now for anything she’ll give you.

“Turn around for me.”

You obey without hesitation, and you’re barely flat on your back before she pours more on your stomach, the sensitive area making you twitch.

“Fareeha…” you say softly, and she smirks.

“What? Desperate?”

You nod, before she hums in thought. “If you can take all of the wax left, I’ll let you cum on my tongue. What about that?”

When she hears your affirmation, she grins and begins to drip a trail from your stomach to your hips to your thighs, revelling in your squirms and little noises.

Soon, the candle is practically all gone, and she disposes of the burnt wick before coming back. She marvels at the mess of your skin, red wax dried into a beautiful tapestry of art on your sweating skin. As your hips buck at nothing, she hums in thought.

You have been good…but she did buy two candles.

[thedaselcor]

Flufftober Day 8 - Chopping/Piling Firewood

Pharah wiped her brow on the back of her glove as she threw the of the wood with the rest of the cord. She couldn’t help but finally register that Venture had been staring a while.

“What are you staring at?” she asked nervously.

“You? My muscley, rippling, super hot girlfriend being all tough and chopping firewood like a mountain woman? What else would I be staring at.”

Pharah laughed softly, “you’re just saying that.”

“You’re joking right? Have you seen you?”

Then, before Pharah could turn away, all blushy and bashful, Venture caught her in a long, sweet, kiss.

[shriekinghavoc]

Simple coffeeshop ! Overwatch Au (Coffeewatch???) because I've been putting WAY too much work into this little challenge as of late and just wanted to do something simple and silly

[whackacole3]

TOGETHER WE HEAL

Fareeha comes up to Cole and Genji about her concern for Angela, and they try to fix it.

[pink-valkyrie-writes]

"She's busy rn.."

-Fareeha Amari x Angela Ziegler

-warnings: nsfw, harassment (?), some arguing, recorded sex

-MY FAVORITE LESBIAN LOVERS LET'S GOOOOO. I've been wanting to write a fic with these two for awhile <3

Angela's line of work has never been easy. Running around, tons of paperwork, and love-sicken patients/coworkers. She loved Genji...as a friend and co-worker. She thought her wedding ring may have stopped him...But he always persisted. Now her wife has to step in...

"What a day.." Angela told herself as she neatly put her paperwork into one pile. The work these days were getting harder and longer. The bags under her eyes were getting darker and she didn't even have time brush her hair half the time, only just sloppily putting it up in a claw clip...But even then, she still loves her job. She has always loved to help those in need, and a tough workload won't change her love for the field of medicine.

But another pain to her day was her green haired colleague. Genji walked into her office with a hand behind his back, "Angela! You're here!" He smiled, walking to her desk where she sat. She looked up with him with a forced smile, "Hi Genji...How can I help you?" Angela asked in a tired voice.

"I brought you something...Your favorite..." He said, pulling out a box of Swiss chocolate. She was kinda surprised when he pulled about the chocolate. He always gave her gifts and treats...kinda from the kindness of his heart. Another part wants something else.

"Genji, this is very sweet of you..Thank you!" She said, accepting the box with her wedded hand, hoping to show the ring off again. "Where did you get these?"

"I ordered then offline and had the personally delivered to me...to give to you.." He blushes, smiling at Anegla. She opened the box and ate once, instantly loving the taste of the milk chocolate treat. She only ever eats these on Valetines' day with her wife or...given by Genji on the same day.

"These are amazing, Genji, thank you.." Angela mumbled, eating another chocolate. She was in heaven..

"I was thinking...Maybe you would want to go on a date this Friday?" He asked, feeling nervous about her answer. Angela gave him a certain look, one that read 'really?'.

"Genji...I didn't say yes to the last date, I am not saying yes to this one.." She said, setting the box of chocolates to the side, giving him her full attention. "Well...Maybe I can show you a good time with a dinner date, maybe a movie...I can show you a good time Angela..' He said, pleading his case to her.

"Thank you Genji, but no thank you..." She said, standing up, putting the chocolates in her tote bag along with her keys. She made her way around the desk and past him. "You can see yourself out.." she said, leaving her own office. She knows Genji is like a puppy dog and will lock up her office for her.

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Fareeha smiled and ran to the front door as she heard the locks being unlocked. She greeted her wife with a big hug, "Hi my habiba!" She said, hugging her smaller wife. Angela loved how her wife embraced her at home. Fareeha got here from deployment and will be home for the next few months.

"Ah, mein schatz..I had such a long day.." Angela said, hugging Fareeha tightly. Fareeha took her bags and keys, ushering her inside to help her relax. "Tell me all about it." Fareeha said, putting her bag down. As she set it down on their counter, she noticed a red box. Fareeha pulled it out to see the Swiss chocolate.

She turned to show Angela the box, "..Did your little green sparrow gives these to you..?" Fareeha asked, feeling instantly annoyed. She knew Genji liked her wife a lot.

Angela sighed, "What do you think?" She said, asking as if it was obvious. Fareeha already knew the answer, yes. She opened the box and stole a chocolate. "The ones I get you taste better..." She said, clearly bitter.

"Fareeha, you know not to take this to heart," she said, setting her coat on the coat rack. "I know it shouldn't let it bother me, but it still does...He knows you're married yet he's still so desperate..!" Fareeha said, dropping the box on the counter and going back to kitchen. Fareeha was making Angela dinner before she came home.

"He's being nice!"

"He wants to take you for himself!"

Angela came into the kitchen to see Fareeha cooking, leaning against the counter, watching her wife angrily cook a delicious meal. Fareeha shook her head, not seeming interested in the excuses for Genji.

"I always reject him because I am with you"

"But you accept his gifts! That gives him the idea he has a chance!"

She took a deep breath and sighed, looking down at the food, "Listen, I don't want to be mad at you. You know I love you and you know you're a beautiful woman...I don't trust guys like him.."

Angela sighed, moving to wrap her arms around Fareeha's strong body, "I hear you...I don't want you to feel like I want him." She said, kissing her upper forearm then resting her head on his shoulder. Fareeha leaned her down on top of hers, continuing to cook.

Soon Fareeha looked at her, "Give me a kiss," then Angela smiled, leaning on her tippy toes to kiss her wife. They always tried not to stay mad at one another, but they also never wanted to shy away from problems. That's why they're amazing together.

Later after dinner was eaten and cleaned up, Angela got out the shower into their shared room. Fareeha was dressed in a loose shirt and boxers, laying on the bed while on her phone. She looked up and whistled at seeing her wife in just a towel and her hair wet. Anegla blushed, going to her dresser to grab her pajamas.

She then used to her towel to dry her head, letting Fareeha see all of her wife's exposed body. Even though she's seen her body many times before, she still blushes as if it was her first time seeing her. Angela put on her black, silk robe and moved on to her skin care. Fareeha moved off the bed and behind her, wrapping her arms around her waist. She took a deep breath in to smell the body wash she used. The scent of vanilla and shea always brought her a sense of comfort, "You smell good.."

Anegla smiled as she applied her various face creams and serums, "Thank you mein liebling," she said, loving the feeling of Fareeha so close to her. She felt her face get hotter as she feels her wife press her hips against her backside, like she was trying to grind on her.

Fareeha's hands moved all along her body. Squeezing her hips, hands cupping her breast, hands moving down to grope her ass. It was clear that Fareeha wanted her tonight. Angela moved the towel off her head, allowing Fareeha to smell her freshly washed hair. Her wife's hands were the only ones she loved.

Angela moved her hangs to untie the robe, letting the black silken material open to reveal the space between her breast, her stomach...the mirror cutting off along her pubic bone, almost hiding Fareeha's prize. Her wife smiled, picking up Angela and putting her down on the bed. "You look so sexy right now," Fareeha said, moving to be on top of her.

She moved the robe to fully expose her body, a hand running down her body. Anegla immediately submitted to her touch, "Fareeha..." she said, feeling the hands she loved most touch her hardening nipples. Her breath became heavier, skin getting goosebumps. Then Fareeha moved to kiss Angela, locking her lips in with hers. Moving down, she kisses along her neck, sucking on her pale skin to leave marks she can wear to work tomorrow.

"Oh mein gott...Mein schatz..." she said, feeling her body tingle at the feeling of have her sensitive spots tended to. Fareeha's hands moved to her breast, squeezing the soft flesh. Angela moaned softly, smiling as she bites her bottom lip. Fareeha kissed down her body, kissing down the valley of her breasts, kissing along her stomach, and kissing the top of her pubic bone. She looked up at the blonde, wanting to get the 'ok' to proceed. Angela nodded, giving a small 'yes' as well.

Instantly, she moved down to kiss along her cunt. She took her time, licking up her slit to her clit. She tasted her the blonde's wetness, loving her taste. She could stay like this for hours if she really wanted to. Fareeha wrapped her arms around her pale thighs, pulling her in closer.

Angela moaned, eyes closing and head leaning back into the mattress. Her hand resting on top of Fareeha's black hair, keeping her head there, "Fuck, Fareeha don't stop," she begged. But she didn't have to beg, she wasn't planning on stopping any time soon.

Angela felt herself getting closer, her moans and whines indicating that. Though she had a strong grip on her hair, Fareeha pulled away licking her lips, "Not yet baby.." she said, moving off the bed to go to her bed side table. Angela knew what that meant, she took off the robe completely and threw it on the floor.

She watched Fareeh take off her clothes, admiring her strong figure. Her biceps, abs, and v-line we addicting to look at. She slipped on the strap on, tightening the straps so she can feel the burn of the ropes while fucking her.

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The room was hot and sweaty. Fareeha snapped her hips into Angela, roughly fucking her while looking into her eyes. Eye contact was a big with her, if Angela wanted to finish, she knew she had to give Fareeha her full attention. She held her legs up to her chest, Angela's ankles resting on her shoulders.

Though she was focused on her wife, she kept hearing her phone go off and being flooded with text messages. Fareeha tried to focus on her, but kept getting distracted, Angela noticed this, "Hey...are you okay?" she asked. She sighed as the messages kept going off. "can you see what they wants?" Angela asked nicely and Fareehs agreed.

Fareeha slowly pulled out, going to check Angela's phone. She smiled at the screen saver of her and Angela of their winter ski trip which also their wedding anniversary they spent in Norway. As she entered in the password, she saw many messages from her work email about stuff for tomorrow, texts from coworkers...then a certain text from Genji.

He sent a shirtless gym photo, showing off his arms, asking her "you up?" Fareeha was instantly annoyed, where did he get off thinking this was a good idea? Plus...hers gains were better. She could also see in previous texts Angela stays professional and doesn't ever try to flirt back. She loved seeing how loyal she was.

"What's wrong..?" she asked, see her wife's jaw clench. Fareeha took her phone to the bed and showed her, making Angela groan in annoyance. But then Fareeha told her, "On your hands and knees. I'm gonna show him that you're mine..." she said as Angela obliged. Angela knew what she was going to do, and she loved it. Fareeha easily slid the silicone cock back into Angela, slowly thrusting. Grabbing her blonde locks, she started to pick up speed again, making her moan out loudly. She looked delicious like this.

Fareeha positioned the phone, hitting the record button. The camera shows Angela's back, the view of Fareeha pulling her hair back as she moaned.

"Who's the pussy is this?" she asked in a breathy voice, hand leaving her hair to smack her ass repeatedly. It make Angela cry out, "It's yours! Only yours Fareeha!" she moaned, whining at the ass slaps. She laced her hands through her hair, grabbing at the scalp to pull again. As Angela moaned out for her, Fareeha flipped the camera to show her face. She gave the camera a smile before ending the video. Before sending the video, she texted him,

"She's busy rn..."

She clicked the send button. Fareeha tossed the phone aside and kept thrusting, her now free hand grabbing ahold of her waist to help with the thrusts. Her grip on her hair never faltered, "Good girl...You love taking this dick.." she said, slapping her ass again. She bit her lip, smiling as she whines at her comment. Angela backed on her strap-on, meeting her thrusts halfway through.

"I love you, mein liebling"

"I love you most, my habiba..."

The next day, Fareeha was walking with Angela as her hand rested on her hip. Angela wore a v-neck, showing off the hickies that was given to her the night before. As they walked to her office from her lunch break, they pasted Genji who seemed timid as her look at Fareeha.

She gave him a smirk as she continued to talk to Angela who was explaining a work thing while looking at her tablet. Her hand that rested on her hip moved into Angela's back pocket, keeping her angel close. She kept her far away from that green sparrow.

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[hauntingkiki]

OH MY GYAT BFF!!!!!!!! this is kinda embarrassing but can u do 😳 headcannons for pharah x disney princess reader 😳😳😳😳 like shes really soft and feminine and loves animals 😳😳

OMGGG YESSS BFF!!!😳😳 and it’s not embarrassing dwdw!!

Pharah x Disney Princess! Reader

Overwatch

2nd POV

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- the two of you are the definition of opposites attract oml

- when the two of you are out and about together, shed be wearing like jeans and a tanktop while you’d wear a cute little dress:}

- fareeha is a little more on the ‘mess with my girlfriend you die’ side while you’re more on the ‘FAREEHA NO!’

- pharah puts on a ‘tough’ act when in front of people, especially at overwatch due to her being in the military before meeting you, but when it’s just the two of you in your shared apartment, she’s the biggest softy ever

- she’d let you paint her nail any color you’d like!(she secretly likes it when you do pink on her nails)

- she also likes it when you play with her hair, or even scratch her head with your nails:)

- sometimes when she gets home from a mission or from work, she’ll walk into the apartment and she’ll find you on the floor with a small kitten or an injured animal

“y/n? where’d you get that?”

“i was going to the store…and i found them on the sidewalk…”

“what are we doing to do with them?”

“…keep them?”

- you have about two cats, a puppy, and a bird in your shared apartment. both of you don’t know how you haven’t been caught by the landlord yet

- but! you both are saving up for a house with a huge backyard so you don’t have to worry about not having a place for the animals!:)

- she knows that you’re going to get more animals once you get into a house of your own and she’s all for it honestly

- she might even want to get some chickens and start a small farm in the backyard so you two have some fresh produce!:}

- and don’t even worry about ana, fareeha’s mother, she absolutely ADORES YOU!!

- when she goes over for visits (or vice versa) she’ll walk over to you, give you a big old hug and pinch your cheeks a few times

“how’s my favorite daughter doing?”

“mom! i’m your daughter?”

“she’s my new daughter, fareeha.”

- pharah actually really loves to cook for you, making you her childhood dishes and her favorite meals!:)

- and she also loves it when you cook for her too! pharah loves trying new dishes, especially if you grew up eating it!

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I HOPE YOU ENJOYED BFF!!😳

i kinda just started to make this an overall headcanon list for her😭 but i hope you enjoyed nonetheless!!

[the-sinking-garden]

i desperately want to write an overwatch fan fiction that is just completely 100% agatha christie ripoff, murder mystery in a storm and everything. i have so many ideas and oh my god the OUTFITS the EARLY 1900S OUTFITS I COULD PUT THEM IN AAAA

picture this:

A dinner party occurs at a mansion on a snowy winter’s night, with an unusual selection of guests. The gunslinger, his businessman husband, the prodigy doctor, the musician, the french ballerina, the bright-eyed scientist, the jubilant war hero, and the daughter of a legend. By the end of the night, one is dead, and their lives are revealed to connect in impossible ways.

LIKE CMON TELL ME THIS WOULDNT BE KINDA COOL

remind me to do this when i finish my high school yeehan fic

[lupines-slash-recs]

Rec: Falling Is Like This by Lycoriseum

Title: Falling Is Like This Author: Lycoriseum Canon: Overwatch Pairing: Fareeha Amari/Angela Ziegler Rating: Teen [🍋] Word Count: 26,959 Summary: “Angela’s been with Overwatch since the very beginning; as the Continue reading Rec: Falling Is Like This by Lycoriseum

[mercy-mercie-mercymorn]

ice bears/zarmei sci-fi AU fic: february made me shiver

i'm not sure how people typically post abt ao3 on here so i apologize in advance

Zarya is a part of a squad of intergalactic soldiers---The Knights---who go from planet to planet at the whim of their parent organization. When a distress call comes from an abandoned research outpost on a far-off ice planet, the Knights (Pharah, Mercy, Echo, and Ashe [+ Bob]) go where they're needed. Shit happens.

(Mei will appear eventually I swear)

[flyboy254cnchtv-blog]

A PAC movement on the Persian Gulf sends SG-1 and MV-6 with MV-4 to face a professional military with nothing to lose and questions to answer.

[gentaro-kinniecom]

Okay I’ll admit I went missing for..a long time but, hear me out. I made a Pharah(Fareeha Amari) Fanfic a couple of days ago and I was thinking of publishing it but..yeah..I don’t know if it’ll actually reach to an audience because lately my posts haven’t been reaching so just lmk what y’all think…its also modern au! where the reader works in a coffee shop with Tracer(Lena) :)

[chardbones]

Summer morning (Ana Amari x Fem! Reader)

A/N so it's been a really long time since I've written any fanfics at all and I thought I'd jump back into the ring for fun. I've had this fic idea for the better part of two years now but for some unknown reason I decided to write it just now. I might make a second part to this but I'm not sure, like breakfast and maybe a bit and what the reader would do with Ana all day. I also saw that there isn't many fanfics of my girl Ana and she deserves it so I might post a fic or two more about her.I hope you blokes enjoy what I wrote

Y/N Pov:

I woke up to the light shining in my eyes, I slowly got up and looked over to left where I could see my wife peacefully sleeping. Ana and I decided a while ago that we both deserved a holiday together after going on countless missions. A few years ago, the both of us decided to buy a small house in Iilios, somewhere close to the beach and not too far from the town square where the market could be found. The light was thankfully poring slightly and only on my side so Ana wouldn't be woken up by it.

I slowly got up and made my way to the window, looking out I saw the clear blue sky and the vast never ending sea, in the distance I could see sail boats. Even though it was just the morning, looking at the sun, it was already quite hot but thankfully there was a cool breeze. After a bit I quietly opened the door and carefully made my way down stairs. My body isn't what it was 20 years ago, I'm still pretty physically well off but I can feel my body slowly but surely having enough of all the running around, carrying heavy ammo and making sharp moves.

As I walk down the stairs I look to my left and see the photos of me and Ana, most of them were of us during the glory days of overwatch. Boy, that was a long time ago. A lot of them were of the both of us and Fareeha, especially when she was just a kid. As I got downstairs and made my way to the kitchen, I stopped to look at a group of photos hanging over a dresser. One of them was of the three of us when we went Trick or Treating, Fareeha was just 10 years old then. Another was of Fareeha on her first day of school and another of her standing all happy with a trophy she won. One of my favourites was the wedding photo, that was taken year's ago, now the both us are old women.

Fareeha always saw me as her second mum and always treated me like one. And I always treated her like my own daughter, the best years of my life have been spent with them, seeing Fareeha grow and become stronger. Experiencing new things with Ana and loving her more and more.

Finally after a few minutes of remember wonderful memories I finally got to the kitchen and put the kettle on the stove, the house still had an old fashion stove oven that used fire, you almost never come across those in households over anywhere. I opened up a cabinet and took out a jar full of the best black tea and put it in two cup. As I waited for the water to boil I put in 1 and a half teaspoons of brown sugar and got out a desk to put the tea on. I placed the tea cups filled with hot and cold water on the tray and just incase the sugar if Ana wanted more.

I made my way back up the stairs and place the tray on my nightstand, I crawled back into bed and pulled Ana a bit closer to me so I could spoon her. The second I placed my wrinkly hand into hers, I could feel Ana stir in her sleep and see her eye flutter open.

"Good morning my love" I spoke quietly as Ana rolled over to look at me

"Good morning alsaqr" Ana said with a smile.

Alsaqr is a nickname she gave you because of how similarly you acted as a falcon in combat and how you armour resembled one.

"I made us some tea, drink some" I passed her a cup as Ana pushed herself up to sit.

"You're up quite early Y/N. Any reason why?" Ana asked as she put the cup to her mouth.

"Not really, I just did... I can believe that we're old women now. Looking at the photos it seems like it was just yesterday that I carried Fareeha on my back and ran around with her pretending that she was flying and I was her suit of armour" I spoke in a slight sad but glad tone.

"It has been, the time really does fly quickly, our little Fareeha has grown up really quickly and subsequently we have gotten older."

"I'm happy that you are the one I'm growing old with Ana. You're the only one I'd ever want to grow old with and have experience all the things we have gone through. I love you Ana."

"I love you too Y/N and I'm as every bit as happy as you are alsaqr"

The both of us put our cups away and kisses one another. It was a long and sweet kiss. As we parted we just looked into eachother worn eyes (well, I was looking into just one of her eyes). Even though we both look different then we did 20 or even 30 years ago, Ana still looks at me with the same passion and love that she did all those years ago. The same goes to me. We have said it many times before and shoe shown it to eachother on multiple occasions, and it's not going to stop.

The both of us just layed back down in bed and cuddle, the white sheets being partially draped over us. I held Ana in my arms while we gave eachother kisses. We could feel the breeze coming in every now and the through the open windows cooling us down.

And we just stayed like that until the sun started to shine on our faces and we knew we'd have to get up and start the day.

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Fareeha "Pharah" Amari x reader (Fem)

You had been working with Fareeha Amari for a few months now, and you couldn't help but feel like there was something more between you. She had always been drawn to your intelligence, your wit, and your kindness, and she couldn't help but feel like she was falling for you.

One day, Fareeha decided to take a chance and ask you out on a date. She was nervous, but she knew that she had to try.

"(Y/N)," she said, taking a deep breath. "I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me sometime. Like, on a date."

You looked surprised, but then you smiled. "I'd like that," you said. "When were you thinking?"

Fareeha grinned, feeling a sense of relief and excitement. "How about tonight?" she asked.

You nodded. "Sounds good to me."

That night, Fareeha and you went to a fancy restaurant in the city. You talked and laughed, feeling a sense of ease and comfort that you had never felt before. Fareeha couldn't help but feel like she was exactly where she was meant to be.

After dinner, you took a walk in the park. The moon was shining, and the stars were twinkling, and Fareeha felt like she was in a romantic movie. She took your hand, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment that she had never felt before.

"(Y/N)," she said, looking into your eyes. "I don't know how to say this, but...I think I'm falling in love with you."

You smiled, feeling the same way. "I think I'm falling in love with you too," you said.

Fareeha felt a surge of emotion wash over her, and then she leaned in to kiss you, feeling like nothing else in the world mattered as long as she had you in her arms. She knew that this was just the beginning of a beautiful journey, and she couldn't wait to see where it would take them.

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Fun, silly one-shot about some shenanigans at the Lindholms. Features anahardt, moicy, and whatever the pairing name is for Brigitte and Fareeha. 

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IN THE DARK

In a moment of desperation, Cole leans on Fareeha for support.