#reaches my hand out to you like that one gif of mercy overwatch

[froggibus]

Karaoke night with their s/o for Junkerqueen, Lucio, Mercy, and Venture? (I know you're getting soooo much Venture, I'm sorry, I adore them so much, I'm crushing so hard on them right now qq but I tried to include more people!!)

Karaoke Night - Junkerqueen, Lucio, Mercy & Venture

Genre: fluff w some crack

Summary: how your s/o would be when you take them to a karaoke bar

CW: drinking/alcohol, karaoke bar, mild public embarrassment, public singing, dorky ass ow characters

thank you for the req!! honestly this one was really fun to write & I appreciate you adding some variety to it ^^ i wrote this last night but work was so hectic i forgot to post it >~< hope you like it & that you’re having a wonderful day 💓

Junkerqueen:

she cannot sing for shit I’m sorry

probably didn’t know what a karaoke bar was until you took her

but she’s utterly fascinated by the idea of it and the fact people like it even if the people singing aren’t good

you probably have to surprise her by putting her in the queue without her knowing

she’s awkward when she first goes up but gets SUPER into it

chooses some fun sleaze rock song like Rock You Like A Hurricane and does dorky air guitar and stuff while she sings

has to announce to everyone that the song is dedicated to you too

drops to her knees at the very end and plays out the whole guitar solo with almost perfect air-fret/air-string placement

everyone loses their shit

she makes you go up with her after to sing free bird

the whole 9 minutes too oops

Lucio:

he is SO fun to karaoke with but also SO obnoxious

it was definitely his idea to go to the karaoke bar

probably buys you a couple drinks just to lower your inhibitions (so you’ll sing with him!)

while he’s comfortable in any spotlight, he accepts that you’re not (that’s what the drinks are for)

he signs you up without you ever knowing and when they call your name, drags you on stage with him

picks a super fun popular song & sings it with you

maybe a duet like Don’t Go Breaking My Heart or You’re The One That I Want

he busts out some silly dance moves while you’re up there just to help you feel more comfortable

he’ll start grabbing your hands and spinning you while singing

the crowd goes WILD for the two of you & people end up recording you

it goes viral online once people realizes it’s lucio oops

he has so much fun that he signs you up for 3 more songs >~>

Mercy:

she probably wanted to go to the bar just to watch

but after a glass or two of sangria she’s getting up on stage and grabbing the mic

sings a love song or a pseudo-love song, like Total Eclipse of The Heart or Dancing On My Own

she’s a totally good singer too

smiles at you the whole time and keeps pointing at you until everyone in the bar is watching you

she ends up reaching both hands to you and dragging you on stage after to sing a duet

if she drinks enough she WILL bust out some dorky dance moves (she LOVES the corny fake-rope pulling one)

again the crowd LOVES you guys even if you’re not the best singer

probably ends up going up 2-3 more times before the bar closes

Venture:

they LOVE karaoke bars however they’re too awkward on their own to get up and sing

get them a couple drinks first and they’ll practically be running up on the stage foaming at the mouth

they will do ANYTHING but they love cheesy 80s music and classic karaoke songs

not the best singer but they’re not bad at all

they do the little awkward side shuffle dance before they start to get into it

and then they bust out some CRAZY moves

I’m talking the worm, I’m talking break dancing—some WILD things

they’ll come back and beg you to do a song with them (but they won’t tell you what)

it ends up being something ridiculous like Tequila or something

and the two of you just stand there perfectly still until you say ‘tequila’

they’ll grab your hands after and pull you off stage giggling

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[darling-answers]

Mercy x sick and stubborn fem reader pleaseeeee😩❤️❤️

Day Seven

Sick and stubborn

Side note: If you read the kiriko one you already know my favorite soup.

Blankets were scattered everywhere as even Angela the most patience person to exist was running low on patience. You had gotten sick from the cold atmosphere on a mission that You were sent on.

When you had gotten back from the mission you felt fine you thought your body could adapt since you had easily been able to be in the heat weather after dealing with it for a good four months on a mission, that until the very end when you got back to your dorm room in the Overwatch base where your body finally needed rest and was aware that it needed to recover from the illness that your body tried fighting off.

But somehow even with the illness built on top of that you somehow was able to find even more strength to fight off Angela more than your illness. Stubbornly refusing to give into Angela pleading and good will.

“ dear I can’t help you if you keep fighting me every single time I try to give you what can help your body fight the illness off faster. If you keep fighting me I will put my foot down dear and I will let your body fight it off on it own and leave you here but you need to get better as best as possible and this is the quickest way”

She placed a hand on her nose. She already felt a headache coming on knowing this will take a good minutes to have an agreement with and not a straight up argument. Angela hope her pleading and wishes would happen sooner than later to allow her to feed the medicine to her girlfriend.

“ i’m not fighting you anymore and my patience is on a thin line you have created. So please let me administer this medicine dear.”

She huffed placing a hand on her curvy hip. She gave her girlfriend a look of annoyance as she patiently waited as best as she could. She watched you squirm around and cover your head with the blanket she held a spoon full of medicine it was pink knowing it was your favorite and the flavor was your favorite she thought it may be easier to get you to take it but she thought wrong.

Her blue eyes held a stern look with her eyebrows furrowing. Her finger tapping her hip even more firmly and aggressively, if a vein hasn’t popped out of her head yet you were shocked.

“ Hunny please stop acting foolish uncover those bedsheets and face me like you would if you were fighting an enemy. You were way better with a wound from a gunshot than this small illness you are fighting.”

Angela spoke with a firm tone one that held almost no room to complain or confront, fast and steady she lifted the covers off your face she gave you a frown as she looked at you with a stern gaze. Gently urging you to take the medicine by putting the medicine up to your lips she gave a mouth symbol to open wide.

When you started refusing she gave you another look. One that held fire behind it. She gently pinched your cheeks causing your lips to pucker.

“ dear i will say this once and once only, i have been very ethical in allowing you to take all the time you need to have your body fight this virus off but now seeing as you been here for two days medicine is necessary to help you recover so open wide please and stop fighting me”

she gently pushed it into your mouth when even the small chance to do it came she made you take it al down and even gently cover your mouth from spitting it out as she watched it go down your throat eyeing your throat as you swallow everything.

Once the ugly taste of medicine had an after taste Angela reached over to grab a water bottle that was on the nightstand washed over by a quick drink of water Angela felt satisfied and was as happy as completing a mission you guys had to do. now she didn’t have to worry about you not having medicine and getting worse as that medicine should help you recover better giving you a kiss on your head

she moved to look at the tray of food the one she prepared with so much precision it was almost like doing an surgery or a operation. With her precision.

she brought in the tray with the medicine she had just given to her girlfriend as she gently grabbing a spoon making sure not to have it clang against any surface as to startled her sick girlfriend. the bowl that had the soup in was hot and ready to be eaten. She sat on the bed holding it out infront of you her expression was that of calmness now as she was ready to feed her.

“ is this going to be nasty to.. you already made me drink that disgusting medicine .”

She noticed the big frown on your face as your hands come to fold on your lap. The look in your eyes was one of disobedience and frustration on the medicine taste.

“ no, it was made with love and care. This is the soup you like Cheese broccoli soup the one you adore so much and ask me to make all the time.”

She giggled as she brought it to your lips watching as you took the spoon into your mouth and swallow the portion. She rested the bowl on her lap as the bowl make her skin warm but it wasn’t enough to bother her, Angela hair was moved to the side so any unwanted hair strands woudlnt fall into your foot, gathering another full spoon of soap she fed it to you.

“ I’m full Angie.”

She gave a sweet nod at your protest to have anymore food cause you were full she placed the soup back on the trey as she comes to check your temperature again, it told her it was 101 Fahrenheit.

moving to fluff out your pillows Angela comes to make sure your head was resting on the pillows. She comes to reach down onto the floor and picked up the scattered blankets that were thrown off the bed in the frustration you had of taken medicine.

She placed most of the comfortable ones on you while having some of the more less fluffy one rest by your feet or below your feet. Making sure you were All tucked in Angela made sure to grab a cold rag from in the bathroom closet to place on your head.

Placing a cold rag on your head, it was damp so that no water would come dripping onto your cold pillow or onto your face as you rest your eyes.

Angela walked to close the curtains as the sunlight peaked through the window and shined on the bed but making her way to turn on your sound machine she made sure it was the volume degree how you liked it. ( if you don’t sleep with one that okay to!) walking over to you she gently kissing you on your cheek after taking a tissue and tapping your nose.

Washing her hands in the bathroom after throwing the tissue away her feet softly moved against the floor as she placed a hand on the door.

“ get some rest dear I know your body will recover from this.”

She gently pushed the door close after making her way out of the room and into the hallway. closing the door to make sure light doesn’t stay in the room she lets out a sigh the door being fully closed as she placed a hand on her heart.

“ the fact that she is so stubborn still amazes me to this day.”

She loves to walk away from the hallway heading down the hallway to her office where she would start working on paperwork that must be done for the next day. She prayed the illness would be over before she knew it. Before Angela would turn to a not so kind Angela.

[theoceantot]

Caregiver Mercy drabbles

Babbling~

You were rested on Mercys hip as she walked around the overwatch base. Mama knew it's important to get fresh air every day so this was apart of your routine. There were beautiful flowers and trees that seemed so big to your little mind.

Mercy chuckled softly as you babbled about how pretty everything was.

"You don't say angel? *more babbles. "Is that so baby?"

Of course she couldn't understand exactly what you were saying but she had a general idea.

Clingy~

Since Mercy was the first one to wake up she decided to make breakfast for everyone. But being the clingy baby you are you wouldn't let her leave your nursery without crying. So she put your play pen in the kitchen while she began making breakfast. As she was flipping pancakes Mercy heard a whine coming from the play pen. You reached your arms out wanting to be held.

"Not now dear, mommy is busy"

You didn't like that

At all

You started crying loudly. Loud enough where Genji woke up and came to the kitchen with his blade out thinking they were being attacked. But it was just you crying hitting the ground in frustration.

"Whats wrong little one?" Genji asked and picked you up out of the play pen. Usually you loved being held by Genji but right now you just wanted Mercy. You still continued to reach for your caregiver while trying to get out of Genji's hold.

Mercy sighed and stopped cooking to hold and rock you hoping that would calm you down. Now the loud crying was just sniffles.

"Genji do you mind finishing up breakfast?"

"Not at all Angela"

Mercy carried you back to your nursery and laid down next to you in your crib putting the gates down.

Accidents~

The whole overwatch team was having a get together in the living room. You were fine at first. Kiriko was playing with your stuffed toys with you making you giggle and clap your hands. But after awhile everything was getting too loud. Too many noises and too much going on for your tiny mind to comprehend. You didn't even realized you used your diaper becasue you were so pre occupied.

Mercy went to check on you while you were clinging onto Brig burying your face in her stomach.

"Y/n, is everything alright?"

You shook your head and covered your ears. Brig looked at you with a worried glance and picked you up. That's when she realized your bottom was damp. Who knows how long you needed to be changed. Brig hoped you didn't have a rash.

"Kitten, how long have you needed a change?" Brig asked while bouncing you in her arms.

You shrugged not even knowing yourself.

Mercy took carefully took you from Brig and brought you to your nursery and layed you on the changing table. Already being overstimulated from the night you began to cry as she took the diaper off.

"Its alright my little angel shhhh" Mercy quietly said as she quickly finished and put you in a new diaper and onsie. Mercy texted the group chat and said she needed to take care of you and wasn't coming back down. 5 minutes later right after Mercy put you in your crib there was a small knock on the door and then Kiriko opened the door holding an orange fox plushie.

Kiriko put the fox plushy on her stomach and began making the toy dance making you laugh and reach out for it.

"I'm glad I made you feel better baby fox" Kiriko said and booped your nose. Mercy thanked Kiriko and tucked you in turning on your night light.

"Sleep well, mama loves you" Mercy whispered

(I hope you all liked this. I've never written about diapers before so I hope it's not too bad)

[anothersoulless]

No Need To Fear {Moira & Mercy, Angst}

After an Attack on an Overwatch and Blackwatch Meeting, Moira and Angela are trapped in the rubble. A lone window on the ceiling their only escape, Angela the only one able to reach it. Yet, as Fate wished it, Angela is badly injured and in need of medical attention, Moira the only one that could heal her. But does she trust the sadistic scientist to keep her promise?

Angela Ziegler knew better than to trust Moira O'Deorain. She knew better, she should have known better. For years, she had despised her methods, had resisted a collaboration between the two, had decidedly pushed everything away Moira had offered.

Moira just wanted to advance her research, she wanted to surpass death, but she was ruthless. Angela knew that very well. Blackwatch was a disgrace in her mind. Out of hand, uncontrollable and wild. Blackwatch was evil, more so because of the fellow scientist hired.

Angela always met Moira with disdain, dismissive and absolute. Judging her Methods and morals, yet Moira remained unbothered. Calm. Objective set on discovering her revival technology. No, she had long ago made up her mind. Never would she put her trust in Moira, never would she work together with her and never would she believe her words.

Moira had escaped the attack unscathed, Mercy — Angela — had not. Angela was in her Mercy Uniform, the Wings in her back, fitting to her name, bleeding profusely. A part of the protective armour was shattered, flesh exposed underneath and Moira could already tell what a disaster it was, shrapnel and dirt in her open wound, if she was lucky, she could get it out. If only Angela would let her.

Angela's mind was fuzzy, edges blurring and her thoughts mixing into a muddy soup. But she stood strong, slapping away Moira's hands, whenever she caught the slender, bony limbs reach and touch. “My staff”

Moira had already looked for the staff, partially because she wanted to look at it, understand it, but mainly because a great mind like Angela's shouldn't be lost because of stubbornness. She had pulled it out of rubble, and while she was unsure about how it worked, it was broken in multiple pieces. It somehow looked alive inside, and if it was, it wasn't anymore. It had burned and soot was covering the shiny metal.

Angela knew she couldn't fix her staff in time. They were trapped anyway, and Moira needed her if she wanted to escape — there was a window above them, but it was too high for the Irish Woman to reach, even with using the rubble as a vantage point. The highest she got was her long fingernails barely scraping along the glass. Moira had no choice. She was the one who had it. If she would let Moira help her, surely she wouldn't do anything stupid?

Moira had tried breaking the window and failed. The explosion had caged them in, it was a miracle the godforsaken window stood strong, albeit a terribly timed miracle. She clicked her tongue as she walked quickly over to Angela, her shoes clicking against the floor, as she knelt down. “Let me help you, Angela. I promise I won't do anything, all you have to do is trust me.”

Angela had trusted Moira once. Back when they were still in med school, she had trusted her and Moira had coldly used it against her. Angela knew Moira, she knew her nature, she knew Moira wouldn't be able to resist another betrayal of trust, it's what she did to everyone, she didn't care. But Angela cared. At least she would have, her mind was too unfocused, too messy. She couldn't grasp a single thought, and as Moira's hands grasped at the Armour, she couldn't lift herself to stop her, her hands not raising as she tried. She was so weak, so tired.

Moira smiled, as she tugged the armour off, Angela pale and sweaty, as she looked at the wound, taking out the shrapnel with her medical equipment she carried with. Angela flinched and yelped at the pain, but Moira was undeterred. She lifted Angela's undershirt, securing it with a loose knot so it wouldn't fall over the wound steadily leaking blood. Threatening words left Angela's mouth, but the vigor behind it was missing, so Moira continued.

Angela was helpless. She watches as if dazed, as Moira took out a bottle of disinfectant, but instead of doing it properly, she poured it into the wound, a wicked smile on her features. Angela couldn't help but scream, it hurt so bad. Suddenly filled with adrenaline and pain, she pushed Moira from her slumped body, as she turned, trying to crawl along the wall. She wouldn't get far, she couldn't, with them being trapped, but she sure would try.

Moira wasn't pleased. It wasn't the first time her patients went running. Sometimes she let them, only to chase them afterwards - sometimes, it was just thrilling fun, but not this time. Scoffing, Moira reached for Angela's shoulders, roughly spinning her around before pointedly seating herself on her hips, pinning her down. Angela yelled, thrashed. The wound leaked more blood and Moira got angry. She didn't want Angela to die of blood loss, that wouldn't do. Extending her right arm, she aimed at the other Overwatch employee, also injured but already unconscious, extracting his life force, before showering Angela in the soft, warm, sharply stinging healing spray.

Angela was surprised at first, she was scared, afraid of Moira but Moira had actually helped her. She retracted her hands from trying to punch and push Moira, as Moira reached out. Her expression was neutral, as she softly grabbed her hands, and then, in less than a second, Angela was helpless again. Her hands were pinned over her head with Moira's right hand as she could only watch how Moira pulled a syringe out of her med kit, the contents purple like her biotic grasp, before she injected it right where her old wound was.

Moira watched as Angela lay there, helpless and restrained, only able to wait for the effects of whatever Moira had just injected her to kick in. Moira, of course, knew what she had injected her fellow scientist with. Soon, Angela would feel nauseous, she'd fall unconscious before the chemical could actually fulfill it's true purpose — making her a slave to Moira, just like she had chained Reyes, Amélie and Siebren.

If Angela was a merciful Angel, Moira was a ruthless Demon, but Moira wouldn't want it any other way, after all, how else could she achieve her goals? Angela Ziegler's technology in her hands… Well, technically, Angela Ziegler herself. There was no one who could stop her now. Moira looked towards the window at the top. Maybe she would die before Angela would succumb to her pain and help Moira. But she could rest easy, knowing how close she came.

[thealtoduck]

I love you

Peter Parker x Male Reader

Warnings: Smut, loss of virginity, anal sex, top!Peter, fingering, unprotected sex.

Summary: You and Peter are chilling and decide to take the next step in your relationship.

(A/N: This takes place in the same universe as two of my other fics where reader is basically Tony’s adopted son and is part of the Avengers but this can be read independentally… but you should check out those fics too… here’s a link to part 1: Your basically a male version of Mercy from Overwatch and dating Peter Parker…)

(A/N 2: Imma be completely honest i dont write smut a lot so this might be terrible)

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You and Peter chilled on the couch in your pyjamas inside the Parker’s apartment having a 80s movie marathon. The two of you lay cuddling like your life depended on it. You were lucky that aunt May was working a night shift so the two of you got some privacy.

If you had decided to have your marathon back at the compound Tony would have found some excuse to not let you be alone together at the compound so ”teenage hormone fueled activites” would not happen.

For example one time when you were watching the Alien movies and Tony forced Vision to join you so that he could ”learn more about human interaction” and ”experience the greatness that is Alien”. Vision then proceeded to point out every stupid decision the characters made in the movie, which you and Peter found really funny.

The only reason Tony had agreed to you sleeping over at Peter’s place was that he thought May would be there to make sure there was no funny business. So you may or may not have told a little lie so that you and Peter would get some alone time.

You continued watching the movie as the alien brutally attacked the crewmates on board the spaceship, but all of a sudden you felt a sensation on your neck as Peter planted a kiss on it. You turned your head towards Peter and your lips met in a passionate kiss.

You and Peter changed position so that you were now beneath him as the two of you made out. Both of your hands started to wander over the others body. You felt one of Peter’s hands starting to slip under your shirt but Peter stopped himself and asked ”Are you okay with this?”.

You smiled at your sweet loving boyfriend and said ”Yeah” and you then returned his question ”Are you?”. ”Yes” Peter said trying to hide his excitement. You felt Peter’s hand slip furter up under your shirt.

He and you then worked together to strip off your shirt. Then you pulled his off as well and your bare chests met for the fourth time. Yes, fourth time you and Peter have had some steamy make out sessions before when Tony was too busy to be a helicopter parent.

Peter hands then moved down to your pyjama pants, he started untying the knot to them and slipped them off your legs, showing the noticable bulge in your underwear. Peter then worked his way up your body again by leaving kisses from your stomach up to your lips.

His hand then started rubbing you bulge slightly causing you to let out a small moan. Soon Peter’s pyjama pants were also on the floor and there was only one layer of clothing keeping you from being naked in each others arms.

”Do you want to go further than this?” you asked him, he opened his mouth and said ”Yes… but just as long as you want to” he made sure to let you know in his tone of voice that if you didn’t want to go further you didn’t have too.

”I want to” you said and your hands slid down to your underwear and you pulled them off slowly, after they were off Peter leaned forward and kissed you and said ”You look so beautiful”.

You layed down on the couch and spread your legs slightly giving Peter his first view of ALL of you. Peter then leaned over you and your make out session continued and Peter now being allowed to touch wherever he wanted.

His hands were now starting to touch your ass and his hand slipped over your crack. ”Tell me if you want me to stop, okay?” Peter said and you nodded. He then reached your virgin hole and slowly started pushing a finger inside you causing you let out a few noices from the pain that soon turned to pleasure.

He then added another finger and started streching you out. You moaned from the pleasure and then decided that you were ready.

”Peter, i’m ready” you said and his eyes were glowing with the love shared between the two of you. ”Are you ready?” you asked and Peter nodded and slipped of his underwear and climbed on top of you and lined his dick up with your enterance.

He then slowly pushed inside you with his huge member slipping into your hole. You both let out moans from the sudden intense pleasure you were feeling. Your fingers dug into Peter’s back as he continued pushing all the way in and your legs wrapped around him.

Soon he was all the way in letting you get used to the feeling off all of him inside you. Then he slowly pulled out again and pushed back in again. Peter then whispered to you ”You feel so good around me Y/n, your doing amazing”.

Your hands slipped further down Peter’s back and onto his nice round ass cheeks. You couldn’t help rubb circles on them. You then said to Peter ”Peter, you feel so good” as you continued your passionate love making.

Peter then started moving at a slightly faster as he pushed in and out of you making you moan louder. He was leaving a lot of hickies on your neck as he plowed into you. ”Oh…Peter” you moaned as you clenched around his big cock. You could feel that you were close.

Peter’s thrusts were becoming more passionate as you clenched around him and you heard Peter mutter ”So tight”. Peter then reached down to your member and started stroking your dick. ”Peter make me yours” you said needily as Peter continued thrusting.

”Peter, I’m gonna cum” you said and Peter was quick to reply ”Me too baby”. After only a few more roll of Peter’s hips you came all over his and yours stomach. Peter continued moving in and out of you and you said ”Cum inside me Peter”.

And that was all Peter needed as you felt him release his hot load deep inside you. The two of you laid there resting for a moment until Peter slowly pulled out of you, picked you up and carried you bridalstyle into his bedroom and laid you down on his bed.

He walked back out into the living room and collected all your clothes and came back in to his room. He threw your clothes on the floor and climbed into bed right next to you. He pulled a blanket over the two of you and wrapped his arms around your waist.

”I love you Peter”

”I love you too Y/n”

[mentalbreakdowngobrrrrr]

Hii, can I request mercy x Fem reader who is slowly getting depressed and avoid her? Like she's trying not to show it but somehow it slips? Or mercy saw her scars or smth? It's ok if you don't want to do it, anyway thank you for reading it💕

Ofc you can.

Tw: Sh scars, depression, feeling of hopelessness

Angela knew something was up as soon as you started hanging around less.

Up until now you were constantly by her side, holding her hand or basking in her presence.

You understood she needed to be focused while she was working, so you would just sit in her office reading or scrolling through social media.

The two of you slowly settled into a routine, Angela would work and you would mind your business.

However when she entered her lab and you weren't sitting in your usual spot she grew worried.

She decided that maybe you just went out to grab food, or had plans.

It was odd that you hadn't told her you would be missing, as you always informed her of your whereabouts.

It didn't worry her too much, but when you didn't return to the shared bedroom until late she began to realize something was wrong.

She's a doctor, she's seen patients with depression.

The first clue was you started wearing long sleeves, even in the intense heat of summer.

She really began to worry when you had no interest in doing the things you used to like.

You no longer wanted to go for a walk in the park with her.

You didn't want to go to the animal shelter.

She saw you less and less as you threw yourself into your missions with Overwatch.

Your eyes didn't shine the way they used to, your smiles didn't reach your eyes.

She decided to ask Winston if he noticed anything.

"She does seem to have less energy, she rarely talks anymore on missions. Is everything ok?" The ape asked

"I'm not sure. I'm going to confront her today." Angela muttered.

"Goodluck."

~~~~~~~~~

Angela sat on your shared bed in a sweater and pj pants.

You opened the door with a sigh, shifting your jacket off.

"(y/n)."

You froze and slowly looked up to your girlfriend.

"Yes?"

"Is everything ok?"

"Yes."

"Cut the bullshit. I'm a doctor, I've seen patients spiral. Tell me what's wrong. Please. I love you with my whole heart and seeing you hurt makes me ache."

"Theres nothing wrong Angela." You gritted your teeth.

"BULLSHIT!" The doctor grabbed your sleeve and yanked it up. "What is this then?"

You froze, your pupils dilated in fear.

"Did you think I wouldn't notice? The lack of interest in things, the way you stopped hanging around. The long sleeves? Please, just tell me what's wrong."

At her hushed voice tears sprung to your eyes. "I'm sorry Angela. I just feel like I'm not good enough for you. You're amazing, you save lives on the daily. You're so kind and caring. You're gorgeous, I'm just a burden. I bother you at work and can't provide you with the things you deserve, I'm a failure. I don't deserve you."

"(y/n)." Angela placed a gentle hand on your chin and lifted your face to hers. "There is no one else I would rather be with. Your presence around my lab helps me work. You may not be a doctor, but you protect the innocent by working with Overwatch. Without you to bring people to me I would be useless. You don't need to provide me anything. We can provide for each other. You're so incredibly stunning and being with you is a blessing. No one else gets me like you do. No one else makes me laugh so hard I can't breathe. No one else drags me out of my work to get fresh air. You may not be perfect to the world, but to me you are my perfect girlfriend."

She pulled you into a hug as you sobbed.

As your sobs died down, she lifted your face up and kissed away your tears. "Depression is hard, I can't act like I know what you're going through, but I will be with you every step of the way. I love you and want to spend my life with you. We will get through this together. Now what do you say we get some ice cream?"

"I'd like that."

[acradelius]

Oh, how about a NSFW fic with Mercy and a dominant female reader, maybe doing something in her office?

"Examine Me, Doctor~"

Fandom: Overwatch

Pairing: Angela Ziegler (Mercy) x F!Reader

Rating: Lemon [🟡] (NSFW!)

Warnings/Mention Ofs: Dominant! Female! Reader, Submissive! Angela, Office Sex, Cunninglingus, Fingering, Orgasm, Nickname Usage, Light Degradation, Face Sitting, Cunt Slapping

Word Count: 881 Words

Author's Note: Office sex? Count me in.

“I’ve been in dire need of.. more exclusive examinations.. if you happen to catch my drift, Dr. Ziegler~” Angela Ziegler should’ve figured out that there indeed was some  advancement being made upon her whenever (Y/N), becoming her now most popular patient, spoke those words all while having locked her door from anyone entering, proceeding to disrobe in front of the stunned doctor. “But you see, Angela~ I’m going to be in charge of these examinations~” Angela should have spouted off something in some sort of defense, should have said something about (Y/N) being unprofessional, but she couldn’t She could only find herself seemingly stuck in the position that she was in, eyes widened in shock while her mouth was slightly agape, her gaze drinking in (Y/N)’s now naked body. The way that (Y/N)’s lips glistened against the harsh office lights as she licked them, the way that her perky breasts protruded from her body with erect nipples, the way that the patch of pubic hair was trimmed into a triangle leading down to the direction of her cunt. 

“What’s wrong, Angela?~” (Y/N) chuckles, noticing the shock factor having overtaken Angela, sauntering over towards the doctor before bending over against the desk, pushing papers and other objects off of it and onto the floor. “Instead of you standing there in silence, how about we start things off by you taking your clothes off?~” In the moments of waiting for Angela to respond, which she didn’t, (Y/N) decided that she wasn’t going to wait any longer for one. Pushing herself off the desk she makes way to Angela, reaching out for her blouse and tearing it apart, buttons popping off and dropping onto the floor, revealing a lacy bra, most likely a part of a lacy undergarment set. “(Y/N)!” Angela exclaims, more so letting out a gasp of surprise as (Y/N) grabs hold of her arms, turning Angela around and backing her up to the desk, roughly pushing her back to be laying on the desk. “It seems that you don’t understand, Angela~ I said to take your fucking clothes off~” 

It doesn’t take long after tearing the rest of Angela’s clothing off and discarding them onto the floor to get started with the main event. There’s a hand firmly gripping onto Angela’s throat, the other one holding her hip down as (Y/N)’s grinding her cunt quickly against Angela’s thigh, making it wet with cunt. Despite Angela’s whining and pleading to have her cunt touched (Y/N) denies, making Angela cry out as she receives a slap to her cunt. After deciding that she’s had enough of rubbing her cunt against Angela’s thigh, (Y/N) repositions herself to have her cunt directly over Angela’s face, using her hands to take hold of her head and guide her up to her cunt. “You see, doctor~ My cunt has been aching oh so much these past couple of days~ I think I need you to do an oral examination on it~ Make sure you use your tongue and get deep in there hit all those spots~” 

Grinding her cunt against Angela’s face, letting out vulgar noises and such dirty words and phrases, letting Angela know how much of a desperate whore she must be to be eating pussy so well, using her nose to be rubbing her clit in the exact way to send shivers down her spine. With the continued stimulation it doesn’t take long for (Y/N) to cum, slowly riding out the waves of her orgasm on Angela's face, telling her how much of a good girl she is for making her cum. “So, so good, Angela~ Making me cum so fucking hard~” Yet, (Y/N) wasn’t finished with Angela yet, removing herself from Angela’s face, giving her a moment to breathe. In those spare moments (Y/N) decides to give Angela some praise, moving down to Angela’s soaked cunt, watching as Angela’s hips jerk up whenever (Y/N) brushes her fingers against Angela’s clit, chucking softly. 

One hand has fingers thrusting into Angela’s soaking cunt, admiring the amount of glistening fluid that covered them, along with the other hand lightly brushing against her clit, watching her squirm against (Y/N)’s touch. “You’re moving quite a lot, Angela~ Enjoying yourself?~” Another chuckle whenever she’s met with just loud moans, whispers of her name slipping from Angela’s lips, teasing hushing about how if Angela doesn’t keep herself quietened down that she’ll get them caught. “How embarrassing it would be for someone to figure out that someone as professional like yourself would turn into such a whore behind closed doors~ Allowing yourself to be taken over by your lustful urges so easily~” It doesn’t take long for Angela to unravel afterwards, making (Y/N) comment about how much of a slut she is for getting off at the idea of people walking in on her getting fucked, only to let out a cry mixed of pleasure and pain at having her cunt then slapped, causing her to squirm even more. “Shame, shame, Angela~ No one gave you permission to cum~ So how about we start all over again? I’m in need of another examination, this time with some toys to use~”