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ashmini · 8 months
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Mercy and Moira in the hades artstyle!
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minteehell · 11 months
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POV: you saw them watching you do stupid things at the beach.
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*whistle whistle* LIFEGUARD LESBIANS LETS GOOOOOO!!
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faerileee · 9 months
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PVE Ana, Fareeha, and Mercy interaction found by @cleartogether on Tumblr and Twitter!
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Hello! I was wondering if you’d do something along the lines of reader taking a hit for them? I was hoping for Mercy, kiriko, and junker queen. If that’s too many just mercy is fine! Feel free to ignore if this isn’t up your alley
Babes it is no problem at all, thank you for your request.
Mercy, Kiriko, and Junker Queen’s reaction to Reader getting shot on their behalf
Warnings: shooting, violence, near death experiences
Mercy
“We are taking on fire, I’ve got eyes on Angela, we need an evac route now-“ you where cut off as the ground exploded nearby. The omnic that sent the attack was huge, a tourette built into its chest and smaller impuls cannons on its shoulders.
The combat medic to your right was doing the best she could with her blaster, but it wasn’t quite sufficient. The omnic she did manage to land a hit on, took notice of her presence, b-lining for her cover.
“Angie! Go!” You made a break for the debris she was crouched behind, taking out the opposition closest to you as you went. The race between you and the omnic was dire and no one would stand in your way.
You shot at the robot as you went, never seeming to deter it as you scramble over rubble.
“Come here!” You had thrown down your bag, a small barrier forming around it as you continued. She hat gotten with in arms reach of you and you yanked her into your chest by her hand. Whipping her around, you shoved her into the barrier as you heard the omnic open fire.
The first shot hit your shoulder, the second, your back. You collapsed onto your knees, immediately reaching for the grenades in your pocket. You glance over at the Medic behind you, ‘it’s gonna be ok,’ you mouthed, before throwing whatever you had at the omnic, and dragging your body under the barrier with her.
She immediately started attempting to mend your wounds, putting pressure on your shoulder, “That was reckless, and stupid. Don’t ever risk yourself like that again.”
“No ‘thank you for saving my ass,’ huh?”
“No, because if you died out there and I couldn’t get to you I’d curse you forever,”you finally met her gaze, seeing the sincerity in her face, and the frustration in her eyes.
“I won’t, and I never will. Can’t meet the angels when I’m already bound to one,” you smiled and interlocked your fingers together, and that’s how you stayed until backup arrived.
Kiriko
You had decided to stay over at her apartment after an at home dinner date turned a bit steamy. You were curled up behind her, an arm wrapped around her waist as you slept.
You both stirred at the sound of glass breaking, and two distinct thuds sounding from the front room.
“Were you expecting someone?” You sat up, looking towards the door.
“No, but I’m guessing it’s those stupid yakuza from a few weeks back,” you both got out of bed, throwing on shirts and shorts before grabbing your weapons of choice, “How’d you get your hands on that?”
Kiriko watched as you pulled a pistol and silence from your bag, walking to the door as you threaded them together. She didn’t typically ask many questions about what you did, she just trusted you weren’t anything terrible.
“Called in a favor from a friend,” you shrugged and headed out first, sweeping the hall before heading to the front room.
You rounded the corner and were immediately met with a barrage of bullets, going back around the corner and crouching.
“Two gunmen, behind the kitchen counter.”
You both crawled your way behind the couch, taking opposite ends, in order to separate them. As soon as you aimed was as soon as you where shot, the bullet tipping through your bicep and making you drop the gun.
“Shit!” You picked the gun up in your other hand and shot back four times, each shot hitting you assailant’s chest, “how’s it coming on your end?”
You watched in awe as your girlfriend threw the last of her kunai, it burrowing itself into the neck of her attacker.
“All is good now- you are hurt,” she chided you as an ofuda appeared in her hand.
“Nothing but a flesh wound. You know it’s not the worst I’ve gotten.”
“That doesn’t make it any better,” she laid the glowing paper over the bullet wound, it dissolving as quickly as it was placed.
“So,” you look up at her and flex your arm a bit, “do you want to handle these now, or do I call my cleaners and they will be here in 20?”
“Call them anyway, we will get started. I don’t like blood sitting in the carpet that long.”
Junker Queen
“Alrighty you scavengers, scumbags and assorted Junkers!” You stood on the rotating pedestal, mic in hand as you faced the crowd in its entirety, “You know what tonight is, you know what you're here for! The Reckoning is here and all of your competitors are more than ready for battle!”
The crowd cheered as you went through your welcome, introducing each of the opponents as you made your way out of the ring.
“Tonight, as usual,” you had stopped in front of a large Garage door, it slowly lifting to reveal Odessa, “the crown is up for grabs, and as your Matron of Affairs,” you leant up, taking the crown off her head and placing it on your own, “I will be holding onto it till a winner is confirmed.”
“You know, if you wanted to wear the crown you could just ask,” Dez bent down and whispered to you.
“Why would I do that when I get to wear it here?” You plopped yourself on the throne behind her, blowing her a kiss and bringing the mic back to your lips, “if all the challengers are ready, then I say it’s a go!”
You watched as everyone immediately hopped into action, commentating on each of the blows traded between fighters.
The power and rage exuding from the ring was already immense, but with a few choice words you knew you could get the pot boiling a whole lot faster.
“Well tonight doesn’t look so promising! Will these flimsy foes bring your Queen to her knees?” You held the mic out to hear a few gnarly cheers and boos come back to you, a smile coming to your lips as you egged on the crowd, “or will my knight in rusty armor return once more to the place she belongs?”
“We want to see some blood!”
“Quit fighting like a bunch of broads!”
“You’ve got nothing on the Queen!”
Bingo. One by one the comments flew in, like gnats in the face of a bull. One wouldn’t do much on its own, but dozens? This will give you the entertainment you want, and your girlfriend the fight she has been itching for.
Metal flew, noses were broken, teeth were scattered and you were reveling in it. A pile had amassed on the floor, injured bodies and weapons alike joining the mass as Dez plowed through the competition, sending you little winks and smiles throughout the match.
After the last man fell, you stood from the throne, extending a hand to your girlfriend.
“We all knew it was coming but never this soon! It must be record time!” As Odessa made her way to you, neither of you noticed the last man moving, ever so slightly.
“Your Reckoning Champion, for yet another time, your Junker Quee-��� the crowd went quiet before you realized what had happened, Odessa had rushed to your side, holding you up as you put your hand on the wound.
“You bitch! You ruined my commentary!” You put pressure on the gunshot wound, falling to your knees with the woman who anchored you by your side.
“One of yous better get some help or I start taken heads to bowl with!” She boomed out to the crowd, several of the junkets getting up t from their seats, possibly to leave, possibly to help.
As soon as someone came to your aid, she let you go, leaning you in their hands.
“You can take my crown, my city, and my life,” the anger that surrounded her body could make ever the toughest men quiver, “but you shot my woman? Why is that? Where you aiming for me, and just missed completely? I think you are just stupid enough for that to possibly be the situation, right?”
She had gotten with in inches of this man, Carnage appearing in her hand at a frightening speed, “But I think, you are so dumb, you decided to shoot the messenger, so no one could win? Hmm? Am I getting it right?”
The man shuttered, putting his head down and shaking his head.
“I don’t like that answer,” she threw the ax down next to him, his whole body quivering, “try that again.” He didn’t say anything, keeping his head down, “I said, try it again!”
Her foot collided with his chest and he was on the ground in an instant, his hands scrambling for purchase. She crouched before him, the tip of her knife coming to his chin.
“She is gonna make it out alive, I know that. But if she needs a few organs to do it, I’ll rip you apart to start looking for ‘em. Got it?” He was crying at this point, nodding his head profusely.
“Good. Don’t go anywhere,” she gave him a wink, Medford using the handle of her knife to knock him out, standing up and pushing his limp body away with her foot.
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babs-babbles · 2 years
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Did a quick and messy redraw because I'm thinking about them heavy
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I love my deadly blue assassin and her tired doctor mistress
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plagarosada · 1 year
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its been a while since i fully colored something!
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leonhardt-simp · 1 year
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Kiriko and Mercy with a Short S/O
[canonverse] | headcanons
author’s note: IM TRYING OUT A NEWISH LAYOUT LMAO. Also wanna thank the homie Mage for requesting, I appreciate you. 🛴💕
reblogs welcomed ! : requests : open !
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MERCY.
MERCY WITH A SHORT S/O?? I can absolutely see her trying her hardest not to find you absolutely adorable in her eyes. She likes to remain professional after all.
She offers to help you if you struggle to reach for certain things, she will hold off a little just to watch you try though. She likes to see you try before you start climbing furniture.
“Do you need help with that, liebling?”
If your feet dangle off a chair or slightly are off the ground when you sitting together, she will always smile to herself cause she thinks it’s the cutest thing.
“I think your height makes you an easier catch. I will sweep you off your feet much easier.”
She doesn’t look like it but she teases you. Expected it a lot more when it’s just the both of you.
She loves to have you sit in her lap, mostly so she can rest her chin on your shoulder while she takes a break from work.
“Should I start measuring you ever month?”
She absolutely finds you charming no matter your height but she can’t deny that she’s very attracted to how you work.
The height difference definitely makes it easier for her to sneak in pecks whenever you both are alone since she’s a private lover.
If you’re standing together?? She’s quietly comparing your height to her whenever you’re not looking.
The type of girl to compare hand sizes just as an excuse to be able to hold your hand. She was shy to ask you.
“liebling, I think you got just a bit taller.”
“You think so?”
“Or maybe, you just got cuter.”
She definitely is the type to rest her hand on your shoulder whenever you’re near, the height definitely helps with that.
Mercy loves you and your height, even if she can’t spot you easily in a crowd, she’s very happy to call you hers.
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KIRIKO.
Kiriko is a menace. I can see her being the type to move stuff to a higher place just so you have to ask her for help.
“Kiri? Can you help me get this?”
“On my way!”
Piggyback rides for days, she just loves having her small gremlin near. Nothing makes her warmer than just you holding onto her.
She is a playful banter type, I can see her definitely calling you a name and you both just go back and forth before you’re both just shutting each other up with a kiss.
“You’re kissing me to shut me up, ne?”
“Yeah, your beanstalk self won’t let me live.”
“No, I will. I just love how cute and small you are.”
She’s always standing behind you like a guardian almost, but it’s mostly cause she loves to wrap her arms around your neck from behind.
Sneaky bastard when it comes to stealing kisses, she’s a fox after all.
Likes it whenever you have to hold onto her whenever you both are walking together, she just knows you’re doing cause you don’t wanna lose her.
“You good to keep up?”
“Yeah, I just need to hold onto you.”
You wearing baggy clothes makes her absolutely swoon, mostly if it’s anything she’s given you. She just enjoys the difference in height.
Lean on her whenever you’re both together and expect to be held in close. She loves it a lot more if you both just lean on one another whenever you’re both waiting on something.
In all seriousness though, she finds you absolutely gorgeous in her eyes. Your height just adds to the cuteness.
Please let her rest her chin on your head. She’s gonna do it anyways.
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roycepz · 2 years
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<3
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beeg3d · 5 months
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Pharmercy - Morning Glow
Link in bio for uncensored version
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m0nomercy · 1 year
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also did that six fanarts thing!!! god i forgot to post a lot of stuff to tumblr mbmb
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und-3-ad · 7 months
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Religious hyper-fixation projected onto my favourite women.
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i am a total SLUT for angelic coded and straight up angel characters but it also makes me seethe. my two favourite characters in all of fiction (Angela Zeigler from the hit game overwatch and Elizabeth Liones from the semi-hit anime Seven Deadly Sins) are so angel coded and one of them literally is an angel. the potential with that is DIABOLICAL. i need, like i NEED, biblically accurate Elizabeth art and also like a rewrite where her powers are religiously accurate i'm on my knees like i'm in church. also. can't forget angela. i need gency fics or art right, of genji just WORSHIPPING HER. like someone educates this man on western christian culture, how just like WORSHIPPED angels are and the gears start turning in his little cyborg boy brain. i would absolutely write this but im just a little girl, in my little room, with my little laptop and brittany broski okay?? someone else has to do it (i'm totally capable of it but i'm just not).
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cutiel0vesu · 2 years
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Does anyone else remember when Blizzard said these two were married because I think about it literally every single day
(A second ver. under the cut bc I had trouble desciding which I liked more)
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minteehell · 1 year
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Pharmercy doodles,,, i love them so much,,,
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sweetporing · 2 years
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17. Salty
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Hey, so happy to see request open I really enjoy your work.
could I request prompt number 5 on the sfw fluff list and number 13 from either sfw and nsfw list. With Widowmaker and Mercy separate please.
Thank you so much and have a good night.
Thank you for your request hun!
5. “Do you think me a fool?”
13. “Do you mind if I stick around?” “I’d like that, I’d like that a lot.”
I hope you like them! I tried my best!!
Mercy
You had gotten back from a failed recon mission. Most of the team were fine, nothing but a few cuts and bruises, but you had gotten yourself banged up after having to fight an omnic head on.
“I swear to you, every time you go out there there is so much more for me to do,” Angela waved her finger at you, but the mirth in her voice as she grabbed what she needed let you know you weren’t in any trouble.
“And who would I be if I didn’t support my local medical practitioner?” You tilted your head at her, a smile coming to your lips. She looked back at you with a similar one, letting out a laugh at the sentiment.
“Support is coming to conferences with me, not letting me practice my stitch work and bandaging, you come around far too often. I may have to intervene and ask the higher ups to send you on easier missions.”
You placed your hand on your chest and let out an exasperated gasp, “Do you think me a fool doctor? It’s not my fault I’m so shootable, plus, even Jack is reeling from this one! It’s not just me!”
��Yes, I know,” she cups your cheek, giving it a small pat and pulling you closer by your chin, “but I’ve gotten extremely close to losing you, and I don’t want you to leave me in my own office.”
Her tone change caught you off guard. She was genuinely worried. You took her hands in yours, rubbing your thumbs over her knuckles.
“I won’t,” you meant it, you could never leave her, “if it makes you feel better, I’ll dial it back out there.”
She wordlessly nodded, coming forward to embrace you. Her touch was gentle, wary of your wounds but still managing to mold perfectly into you.
“Do you mind if I stick around for a bit? I just want to stay like this for a while longer.”
“I’d like that, I’d like that a lot.”
Widow
Repo day was one of the hardest days for your crew, all of Talon’s field agents brought in their weapons to be recalibrated, repaired, and sometimes even rebuilt. With you being the head of your department, you had a list of the weapons you’d be taking care of personally, while the grunts did all of the… well, grunt work.
“Hey boss!” One of your subordinates jogged up to you as you were headed back from a coffee run, “you’ve got a guest in your office.”
You thanked the man and headed off, opening the door to the one woman you try to get down here every chance you get.
“Amelie? Since when do you show your face during repo day? I thought your rifle would ‘never need fixing as long as it was in your hands’,” you smiled, sitting behind your desk and stirring the mug you had in hand. In all your time together she has only let you touch her rifle once. She liked the maintenance process of it, and you weren’t one to displease her.
“The handlers who unloaded my gun and visor dropped them when unpacking the drop ship. I took a look at them but even I can’t fix it.”
“My wife? Admitting defeat! My, how you’ve changed,” your smile grew into a devious grin as you set down your mug and moved around the desk to get a good look at her equipment.
“Do you think me a fool? I am not admitting anything, seeking other options is just optimizing my success rate,” you could feel the eye roll she gave from behind you as you opened the cases.
“The outside seems ok,”you turned to the assassin, aiming the gun at her forehead, “the scope is completely shot to shit. Did they beat it with a hammer after dropping it?”
Amelie pushed the muzzle away from her face with a scowl, “you should be the first to know not to point weapons at people.”
“The clip is in the case and if I wanted you dead you’d be on the floor,” you blew her a kiss and patted her cheek, “I’ll take a look and have it out before lunch, how does that sound?”
“I would love to be able to just go and have a day to myself, but I would feel better if I watched and learned how to do this myself,” her hand came over your shoulder as you fiddled with her visor watching it try and fail to close,”do you mind if I stayed?”
You shrugged and set the helmet down on your desk,“I would say I need ‘total concentration’ and ‘solitude’,” you turned around in her arms a hand snaking around her waist, “but I’d like that. I’d like that a lot.”
“Good, because I wouldn’t be going anyway Mon Ceur, I will not take no for an answer.”
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wormart · 9 months
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based on true events
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