A little Mercykill actiony comic Iโve had in my head for a long time.ย I struggle with scenes like this but I really wanted to give it a try anyway.ย I hope you like it and I hope it makes some amount of sense visually. <3
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A little Mercykill actiony comic Iโve had in my head for a long time.ย I struggle with scenes like this but I really wanted to give it a try anyway.ย I hope you like it and I hope it makes some amount of sense visually. <3
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MercyKill Week
Day 2: Fate
The air was eerily quiet, the tension was so thick Angela thought it was going to crush her. Here they stood, both too stubborn to break the silence first. Funny how some things never change, the things that donโt matter or impact your life. No, the unnecessary aspects were the ones that managed to stick. She could feel her heart hammering against her ribcage, she imagined their reunion panning out differently; something along the lines of hugging and quiet 'I missed you's." This was anything but tender, this was bittersweet.
Angela was so happy to see him again, but her smile faltered when she could feel the tension. She could see the smoke bellowing off his body, feel the waves of anger and hatred mixed with the smoke. Angela never thought anything would get between them, the two were inseparable before the accident. She could almost see Gabriel under that horrid mask, see his memorizing chocolate eyes, his goofy grin when she told a horrible joke that only they would enjoy. Anything but this angry wraith that stood in front of her. No, this couldnโt be Gabe, this was another....thing that was just wearing his skin. This was just the shell of Gabriel Reyes.
How did it get to this? She remembered all of the secret glances of adoration, the quick kisses in the hall, all of the nights they stayed up late watching God awful T.V shows, and the late night talks of their future after Overwatch. All of those warm memories that engulfed her were quickly turned to ice, almost like they were a dream instead of reality. Darker memories of finding his mangled body amongst the rubble of their home flooded the medicโs head. Angela could still remember her own selfishness getting the best of her, making her turn her back on her own medicine and morals to bring this man back to life. To bring him back to her, where he belonged; if only her research would have been as solid as it was now. Love really did make you do crazy things. She didn't realize tears were staining her cheeks until she felt the wetness fall against her hands, earning a scoff from the reaper.
It was going to take a lot more then tears to effect the wraith. Just seeing her angelic face made him sick to his core. He could remember when that face wasnโt filled with sadness and sorrow, he could remember when that bright smile of hers was only for him. How was he able to love her so long ago? He would have done anything for his angel, would have ripped his beating heart out and presented it to her if it would of made her happy. All he wanted to do was protect her from this horrid world, preserve her innocence as long as he could. What did he get in return for his undying love for her? An eternal life of damnation and misery. No, there was no longer any love left in his cold heart, only hatred.
The angel took a step forward testing her boundaries, just wanting to be closer to him. She stopped immediately once she heard a growled 'Don't'. Her heart faltered when she heard the acid in his voice, he would have never used that tone with her but these were different times. Something that Angela just couldnโt wrap her head around. The reaper didn't make a move towards her, just clenching and unclenching his hands around his shotguns that were now aimed at her. A sense of uncertainty ran through the phantom as his fingers itched to pull the trigger, to end all of this and put it behind him for good but his hesitance was getting the upper hand. โRemember she is the one that caused this. She is the one that put you through all of this miseryโ, he internally growled to himself.
"I am sorry, Gabriel. I didn't mean for this to happen." The angel choked out as she resisted the urge to walk her way over to him. She could see the reaper visibly tense when his birth name was mentioned. New waves of rage was rolling off the wraith.
"Sorry doesn't fix your creation, Angel." Reaper spat out her name like it was something horrid, his hesitance was starting to wear thin. Angela felt like there was a knife in her heart, the guilt was beginning to crush her. It was getting harder for her to breath, she almost wanted him to end it.
"Fine you want to end this? Then end it, I am not going to stop you Gabriel." The angel whispered brokenly as she tossed her gun and staff to the ground, giving him the perfect access to end it. โI will never feel guilty for bringing you back! I couldnโt lose you, no, I refused to lose you! I didnโt bring you back just for my own selfishness, I brought you back because this world needed Gabriel Reyes.โ The blondeโs voice gave out in the end, her voice just as tired as she was. It was never that simple, the reaperโs arms began to shake as his fingers itched to pull the trigger. Angela closed her eyes preparing for it to be all over with, but it never came. A loud roar of anger came from the wraith as he threw his guns to the ground, clenching his hands into fists as his breath came out ragged. He couldn't bring himself to do it. So here they were once again, staring at one another not knowing what to do.
Maybe this was just fate, maybe they were just never meant to be. They were just doomed from the start, the wool covering their eyes to their cursed relationship. Who knew they would turn into the ultimate tragic love story? Where life and death fell in love, only able to admire each other from afar.
Mercykill Week - Day One: Beginnings
Yess, Iโm excited for Mercykill Week again, arenโt you?!ย Letโs GOOO.
As usual, I wanted to try and approach each prompt creatively, so for Beginnings, I decided not to go with a sort of first meeting, but maybe a kind of post-Overwatch turning point.ย He has this chance, and he doesnโt take it.ย What โฆwhat does that even mean?
Mercykill Week
Day 1: Beginnings.
The soft click of heels echoed through out the hallways of Overwatch as a young and wide eyed blonde made her way around the facility, trying to memorize the foreign place that would now be her new home. Why was it possible to feel nervous and excitement at the same time? Feeling both at once could be so overwhelming and exhausting. Confusing emotions aside, she couldnโt help but look at her surroundings with pure amazement; it was still hard to believe that she was offered a position for Overwatch. Her a young woman that was only in her twenties. Sure her research in nanotechnology was impressive (that was an understatement) but this still felt unreal to her. It was hard to contain her eagerness when Commander Morrison offered her the job.
How could she not be overjoyed? She would finally be able to make a difference in the world like she had always planned, her research would be able to help this outstanding organization and the poor victims that were caught in the crossfire of battles. As much as the woman despised violence there was a bigger picture to look at and she would make damn sure to be there to help the ones who had fallen, it was in her blood to fix what was broken. This was her chance to make things right from the past war that ripped everything away from her. Memories of gunfire and screams were still fresh, she could almost smell the horrid stench of burning flesh and iron as people bled out on the streets. The icy feeling of terror still ran down her spine thinking of the last moments she had with her parents before everything went black. No child-scratch that, no person should ever have to feel that sorrow, that great of a loss. Angie would try and make sure that no one would ever have to feel the way she did on that day.
Angela navigated the base with her belongings and a stack of folders in her hands, barely being able to see over them. Eyes big and full of excitement, she drank in all the detail she could, looking like a kid in a candy store. โOkay dial it down, Ziegler. Donโt make yourself look like an idiot on the first dayโ she thought to herself as a couple of glances and quirked brows of curiosity were directed toward her from others as they passed by the new addition to the team. The blonde barely took notice since she was having a hard time finding her lab. This place felt like a maze, one could easily get lost if they werenโt familiar with it. The young doctorโs arms were growing tired as she wandered the building aimlessly, not having any luck finding her destination; cursing herself for denying the tour that Morrison had offered her. The woman was too independent for her own good sometimes. It was only a matter of time before the woman would be given a lecture about teamwork and how she was apart of a group now; there were no more one man jobs. This would truly be a blessing and a curse for Ziegler.
โI know this is going to be a stupid question, but are you lost?โ Angela jumped once she heard the soft and velvety voice. She was too absorbed in her own world that she didnโt notice the agent next to her. She quickly turned toward the source of the voice, her eyes slightly widening under her messy bangs. That soft voice did not fit the rugged man that stood before her. He towered over her but not in a menacing way, although she was sure that he could easily be intimidating if he wanted to be. He was about the same size as Morrison, with caramel skin and the most beautiful honey colored eyes she had ever seen, a couple of scars decorating his face along with a neatly trimmed dark goatee.
โThat obvious, huh? Iโm trying to find the lab, I am the new medic.โ She spoke with a smile as she offered a hand to the stranger. He returned with a smile that could melt any heart, his handshake firm. Angela took a moment to quickly take a good look at him, trying to place what rank he could possibly be. He adorned a grey hoodie with a chest plate strapped to his torso, tight blue pants with combat boots, and a simple grey beanie. 'He must be a recruit, probably nothing higherโ she noted to herself. Both Commander Morrison and Captain Amari were dressed in trench coats, this man was dressed soโฆcasually.
โAh, so you are the Angela Ziegler that everyone has been talking about. I have to say that your work is very impressive, doc. Here, Iโll show you to your lab.โ He offered as he took the giant stack of folders from her aching arms, not waiting for protest as he started to lead the way. The blonde couldnโt help the small blush that began to dust her pale cheeks. It was a common recurrence to receive compliments for the doctor but it still flustered her, she was always known for being modest. In all honesty she didnโt feel worthy for the praise that she received.
โThank you sir, and yes that would be me. I was not aware that I was already well known around here.โ The blonde observed with a small laugh, a small spike of nervousness stirring in the pit of her stomach. This all was starting to feel a bit overwhelming for the poor medic.
โAh, you will learn that word gets around fast in this place. Bunch of gossipers I swear.โ He snorted while shaking his head. โBut donโt worry, mostly everyone is friendly.โ The man was quick to add once he noticed her stiff aura, he remembered his first day on the job. Being a newbie was never an easy task.
โThatโs not what Iโve heard. Iโve been warned about a certain commander.โ The blonde interjected with a faint frown. โApparently I am suppose to steer clear of him?โ The man looked over to her with a perked brow, silently asking who this commander was. โI guess his name is Commander Reyes?โ She questioned, letting out a small huff as she tried to keep up with his pace as rounded a corner. A small grin started to form on the manโs face as a glint of mischief made itself apparent in his golden eyes.
โOh, Reyes? Yeah, that guy can be a real asshole. It would be best you avoid him if you can. Heโs not very fond of newbies, doesnโt have the patience for them.โ There was amusement in his voice as the young doctorโs eyes widened at his warning. Fear began to course through her body at the thought of running into this Reyes fellow. โActually makes a lot of the new recruits cry, making them question if they were actually cut out for this type of work.โ He continued with a small shrug. Angela was about to make a comment when the man stopped abruptly, almost causing her to crash into his backside. He turned around to face her, motioning to the side with his head. โWe made it. This is your new workplace.โ The doctorโs eyes sparkled with happiness as she looked through the window to her lab. She couldnโt wait to get settled in and start back up on her research. The blonde was snapped out of her thoughts as the man gently placed the files back into her hands.
โWell, it was nice meeting you, Doc. I have to attend to my rounds now, I hope you settle in nicely. If you ever need anymore help navigating this place just let me know, Iโll never let anyone know that you asked for directions.โ He teased before giving her small wave, turning on his heel to continue his path down the hall to his destination.
โWait, Sir! I never caught your name!โ She quickly called out to him as he made it half way down the hall. Angela scolded herself for being rude and not asking for his name in the beginning of their conversation. Something about the man made her mind fuzzy and it was hard to tell if that was a good thing or not. The man turned around with a shit eating grin, continuing to walk backwards as he gave a small shrug. Her ocean eyes widened when his response fell from his lips.
โReyes.โ
Itโs Mercykill week but I havenโt managed to draw anything for it so eh, have this instead.
Iโm gonna leave it right here. This was my last halloween piece, havenโt finished it on time, and still havenโt finished this yearโs thou. I will finish it. promise!ย
PS. that last pic is my last yearโs sketch. anatomy still a bit weird thou. XD PSS. But still, I prefers it much more than final piece. lol
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Dracula
@underestimatedallthetime Another rare photo of us playing destiny. Lol
When you see your fireteam all die in a raid and youโre the only one leftโฆ
@underestimatedallthetime I swear this is us every time we play nightfall! Lol
Lord Saladin Reaper
@forbiddenmercy enjoy lol
@underestimatedallthetime
*heavy breathing* I can die happy now. Lol
Hello! I'm new to your page, and I love your mercykill art, and I happen to be a little shy about asking things, but... Could you draw more reaper? He's my favorite overwatch character.
I like him too =3 ย It just so happens I have a Gabe sketch I never got around to doing anything with, so here it is!ย Cheers <3
My brother requested I make this shitpost, I wish I had enough artistic talent to draw it
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*wheezing* I found another! Iโm dying! ๐๐
Battleships.
This is my version of Gabriel Reyes.