Moicy Week Day 1: Fantasy and Horror
First prompt for the week, Went for my Ice Empress Moira Au and Moon Princess Mercy, I haven't super fleshed out Angela's design but I like the vibes of the Atlantic Skin 🤗
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Moicy Week Day 1: Fantasy and Horror
First prompt for the week, Went for my Ice Empress Moira Au and Moon Princess Mercy, I haven't super fleshed out Angela's design but I like the vibes of the Atlantic Skin 🤗
It’s time guys! Moicy Week 2022 has officially begun! We’re kicking it off with Day 1 Fantasy and Horror
Moira by your side
Las thing for the moicy week, I will color it depends on how much my hand hurts 💦💦
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Overwatch (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Moira O'Deorain/Angela "Mercy" Ziegler Characters: Moira O'Deorain, Angela "Mercy" Ziegler Additional Tags: Angst, Moicy Week, Moicy Week 2019, Day 1 - Success/Failure Series: Part 1 of Moicy Week 2019 Summary:
Moira deals with some heavy feelings regarding her current success as the Minister of Genetics in Oasis… But she can’t help but notice the lingering feeling that she once abandoned for this success… that claimed her failure as a person. Moicy Week 2019 Day 1 - Success/Failure
Day 1 of Moicy Week!
Success/Failure
Defeat - Moira/Mercy (obviously)
Moira was no stranger to failures, defeats or catastrophes. She was notorious for them so much to say, but Angela? She was known for her successes, her work. Her life-saving work. She was the pinnacle of success.
But today was not her day. It was a catastrophe to say the very least. She’d forgotten to put her contact lenses in and was bound to wearing her outdated prescription glasses. Somehow she’d managed to wash her lab coat with some of Gabriel’s laundry and her coat was now an unsightly grey. She chastised herself for her clumsiness as she sped along the halls trying to find somewhere with a more pristine looking lab coat.
“Ziegler?” A voice called out from above her. Mercy had stumbled on her travels straight onto the cold floors of the Overwatch halls. She gazed up at the woman and rolled her eyes. “I’m fine Moira.” She pulled herself up and brushed herself off. “You just managed to hit the floor like Bambi would. It’s simply adorable.” she laughed quietly as the blonde turned a delightful shade of red. Angela didn’t feel so delightful.
Angela felt her throat tightening and eyes welling up. Today wasn’t her day and rhis was the same woman who saw war and blood in the flesh and terrifying things that few women would see in a lifetime.
She felt her eyes fill with tears as Angela fell into Moira’s chest and began crying quietly. “Today isn’t my day, m'aingeal.” she mumbled into her lovers chest, trying her hardest to use the irish that Moira had taught her. “How do you cope on days like this? I don’t like failing. I feel diminished.”
Moira took Angela into her office and wrapped her arms around her lovers back and held her tightly before stroking her back with her nails to soothe Angela. “Angela, Ich liebe dich, it’s just a bump in the road. I have these, You and I both know that very well. you’re just so incredibly resilient, all these bumps that have come your way are nonexistent. You’ve seen and done the unimaginable. You’re a lifesaver to the masses.” She pulled away and lifted Angela’s head up with a long, icy cold but gentle finger.
“Look at me, angel.” she demanded with a smile that made Dr Ziegler melt as the blonde’s eyes met her contrasting gaze. “A real life angel stands before me. Your wings will not blacken with one mistake. You’re still my angel, Angela. I love you from the highest heavens.” She pulled her shorter woman in for a kiss, lips intertwining with pure intentions.
Short and Sweet
Angela broke away from the kiss, her soft halo-esque hair surrounding angelic pink cheeks “I love you too Moira.” A broad smile on her face, a sheer contrast from the delicate frown seen just moments ago. She stood up on the tips of her toes and began whispering sweetly into the Irish woman’s ear. “You’re my amazing geneticist girlfriend and sometimes I feel like that you just -somehow- get more and more attractive everytime you speak. I love you Moira O’Deorain, you and all of your imperfections just as you adore mine.”
Heroes never die if you have two main healers <3
Day 1: Immortality
Moira is just trying to get her gf into naruto ;)
Contribution for the Moicy week! Theme of the first day: Mortality/Immortality