I'll be watching over you.

Angela Ziegler :: Mercy :: Ind. RP // Semi-selective 「mun 20+」 :: low act. on occasion ::

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//hello I'm here

//hope everyone is well! I've decided to delete and maybe remake appropriately. I don't like the current position the blog is in. Will be updating as to not lose mutuals who decide to stick around.

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//hello! I'm still here! I hope everyone is healthy and staying safe.

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Reblog if you RP on Discord and it's okay for people to PM you for a plot.

[lowlart]

Glasses buddys :3

[thebigpalooka]

Rat King & Sugarplum Fairy

I started this sketch aaaages ago, with a vanilla Reaper, but this skin gave me inspiration to finish it. <3  Happy Holidays!

[vaullerey]

“I’m not a miracle worker.”

my love for mercy is spiralling out of control (higher res.)

[kylebunk]

Mercy pixel art

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@vitalsignsnegative / continued from m!a ask

There was a tone in Angela's voice that let Moira know exactly what she had in mind. Her heart pumped in excitement, the thrill of an encounter in their offices was always one of the best rushes.

"No, no, not for work. This meeting is more for personal pleasure. It's quite important, if I do say so myself."

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It wasn't for work? The strange, unexplained feeling intensified, rushing through her limbs, and she stepped forward impatiently. Then, she moved back again, unsure of what to do with her hands. Angela's eyes trailed over Moira for a moment, then fell to the floor, then found their place on a wall. She flushed brighter, then turned them back to the floor.

"I'll need proof of that if you expect me to give you my time."

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"Good afternoon, darling. Care to join me in my office for a moment?"

"That depends," she blurted out, almost too excitedly to sound normal. "Is it for work purposes? If so, I'm afraid I have far too much on my plate...unless you think your needs take precedence. Maybe you should let me know how important this is."

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"Hey Angela, about those fan fic's you were telling me about"

Angela stared quietly for a moment, then glanced away.

"What about them? Were you, ah, interested in exploring the topic, by any chance? I was going to leave it at that, but I couldn't possibly withhold information from you."

[Flesh: 6 asks remaining]

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M!A: flesh >:)

The tension came back, but in a different form. Her face went a searing, deep red, and she folded her arms across her chest to try and act casual. It was barely working. At least she didn't feel the need to tell the truth anymore.

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What kind of sex toys has Moira used on you?

Angela went rigid, hands balling into fists at her sides. What kind of question was that?! Surely she didn't have to--

"The electronic kind, mostly. Ones that draw out overwhelming reactions. Enough to lose count. She has a wide collection she had no problem showing off to me. And on me. And...in me."

Before she could elaborate, the odd feeling faded.

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Any kinks you havent explored that youre curious about?

"I'm afraid I'm not too knowledgeable on that sort of subject," she mumbled nervously. "But I suppose curiosity is a nearly endless thing. I seem to recall seeing something about intricate tying techniques; I just glanced over it, though..."

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What's a fantasy you don't like to talk about? Either a relaxing one or a sexual one

Angela sighed in relief. Finally, a choice. But the anxiety began building once more.

"I want everyone back to how we were. Back before Overwatch brought forward all of the death and severed relationships. Back when I was...happy. Optimistic. It's a fantasy, certainly. Nothing can go back to how it was. Not at this point."

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Ever have sex in public? Details?

Her face dropped.

"Does my office count as a public space if the door is locked? It was quick, but not all that quiet. I was anxious the whole time. It's such a dangerous thing to do, I'm not exactly sure why I wouldnt object to it if it came up again."

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"Angela I didn't know you read that kind of fiction. How inappropriate!" Pharah gasped

"I do!"

She meant to say 'I don't.'

"I read it when I'm in a bad mood! It's distracting!"

She meant to say she just glanced at it.

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Tell us how much you despise torbjorn

"I don't despise him," she corrected. "I just want to hit him sometimes. Often. Whenever I see him."

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