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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Overwatch (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Moira O'Deorain/Reader Characters: Moira O'Deorain, Reader Additional Tags: x Reader, One Shot, a little bit of an age gap, College, Alternate Universe - College/University, Drunk Sex, Alcohol, My First AO3 Post, My First Smut Summary:

A burnt out college student is stuck studying for her finals on her birthday, and is let down when her friends abandon her at a bar. Maybe it won't be so bad. I mean, the hot scientist you met at the café earlier just bought you a drink...

Part 2 to Celebration is POSTED!

Check out part 1 on my AO3! @eviya_lightstar

"Back at a bar all too familiar, you stand between the arms of the tall ginger haired woman, your front pressed against the wooden bartop with a long and slender leg pressing its knee between your legs. “A whisky for me, please.” Moira tipped her head downward to smile at you. “And just a soda for this one.” She smiled and placed her hand on your shoulder, fingers tangled in your delicate necklace chain. 

“To us, my dear.” Moira raised her glass toward you, offering a toast. 

“It’s hard to believe it’s already been six months, Moira. I really never imagined that I’d find someone as amazing as you.” You blush and sip your soda, a small hiccup rising up after the fizzy drink. 

Moira reached to brush a strand of hair away from your face. “I can believe it. There’s nobody quite like you, I’m sure you’ve attracted lots of attention over the years. I was just lucky enough to catch you for myself.” 

She grabbed your necklace chain and gently pulled you toward her to meet your lips, the faint burn of alcohol gracing your tongue as a sweet reminder of your first encounter. “I’ve got you. I love you. And I’m never letting go.” "

Egoist {Moira X Reader}

You knew who she was, what she was. Even in the black suit with the purple tie and under those gloves, the long nails of her hand were always visible, the way her right hand was thinner, veiny while her other one looked healthy, her face plate always adorning her left eye, even when not working. When she left to work, you knew where she was going, what she was doing. But when she looked at you, the way she held you, you just couldn't let her go. You loved her. But maybe, she did not.

It was unusual for her to have enough time to accompany you to one of your outings with co-workers, like on holidays, bit you were glad that today, this random Friday evening she did have time. Usually she worked from early to evening, always looking to find the key to life. And yet, she would always come home to you, she would lay down in your bed and talk with you if you were awake or tucking herself into your side when you weren't. You were lucky if you saw her everyday in a week, but you didn't mind too much, what she was doing was important, no matter how you disliked her cruel ways of researching.

It was a fromal event in a restaurant, a celebration of one of your co-workers birthday. Moira hadn't stalled around much to get read, she simply opened the closet and pulled out her neatly stored black suit and a purple tie. You watched as she got dressed, her nails digging into the expensive, sensitive fabric, somewhow avoiding it getting ripped. She looked stunning, like an absolute professional - as if she was a chef of a very high ranking firm. She wasn't, she was a researcher, a fighter, a member of Blackwatch, but no one else needed to know. Today, Moira was simply a scientist - and your wife. She had tried to cover her damaged hand with gloves, even tried cutting her nails, but they didn't want to be cut, so she ended up with broken gloves, nails raking out. Hopefully no one would mind her weird appearances.

They did.

Of course they did.

They were confused and you let Moira explain - some sort of terminal generic illness she got by being exposed to too many Experiments and fumes. A lie, of course. But they believed it. That was all that mattered. After you came home that night, she unbuttoned her blouse and opened her tie, letter Ng them dangle aroung her ill frame and falling into one of the chairs, exhausted from this day full of work and the meeting. You had smiled at her, tried to help you relax, but with a quick flick of her now ungloved hand and a curt "No" you retreated to bed, leaving her alone.

You don't think she joined you that night. Maybe she did, but you were definitely not in your arms. She was just tired, nothing else. It was fine, after all, she was a hard working woman.

You stood up early next morning, making her breakfast in bed and even making her lunch to bring to work with her, one that she'd probably forget to eat again. Her mood was better when she woke up, coffee and food ready, she thanked you, gave you kiss and left no food on her plate and no coffee to cool.

You didn't register when she started to change up a bit, when she would watch you closely, not with love, like she had before, but with curiosity. Maybe it was after you had been diagnosed, doomed to live only a few months. Maybe it was when she made you the proposal.

"I can fix you. I can fix you, like I fixed myself, like I fixed all of them"

Maybe it was after you had said yes, or when she started to expirment on you. You were unsure. But the experiments hurt, even though she held your hand, held you close in her arms when you cried, nestled safe on her lap or even when she kissed your tears away, her low voice in your ear.

"You are doing so well, Love. Just a it more, okay? Stay strong for me"

Maybe you should have declined, died with her love still intact for you, before you switched from lover to experiment in her eyes. Maybe it would have avoided this outcome. You were cured, yes. But the pain was unbearable. No matter what you did, there was a surge of huge pain following your movements. After a while you got better at hiding it, accepting it. And yet, no matter what you did, even after it felt like simply thinking was painful, nothing could describe the empty hole in your chest, when you saw her pack her things.

"Where are you going, Honey? Is everything alright?" She had looked at you, her red eye piercing your soul

"Of course, Love. Everything is just fine. Blackwatch just needs me to leave for a mission, that's why I'm packing a few things"

"Why?"

"They need me, that's all. I am the only one able to tend to my fallen comrades, after all-"

"No. Why are you lying?"

She looked at you then, turning around to face you and her cold expression made you shiver. That wasn't your Moira. This was Blackwatchs' Moira. Talon Moira. Crazy-Scientist-Moira. Where did she leave to, you wondered.

"I wanted to safe you from the truth. You are awfully sensitive recently. An unexpected result of the Experiments, I believe. But it seems you have unfortunately kept your attention to detail."

You looked at her, confused. "Sensitive? I mean, you have barely talked with me, these past few weeks, you and I, we're married! We should talk a lot, sleep in the same bed! You loved me before all this and that has changed! I just want us to be like back then again. Wher eyou go to work, come home and we sleep, Where we talk in bed and I get to enjoy your company, your arms. You have been distancing yourself from me, and I don't know what to do, I'm devastated! Clueless! Not sensitive!"

Her expression fell for a moment, just a glimpse pat's that cold exterior revealing pity. "It's your fault you believed you were worth anything to me, actually. You were simply entertainment for me, nothing more." Moira turned around, grabbing her suitcase. You tried to stop her, tears falling onto the floor. "No, you don't get to leave me like this! You don't get to walk away from me with all the damage you just caused! I love you! How can you say you never loved me, when you married me?!"

"Like I said. It's your fault. I never wanted to make that impression" She pries your hand away from her arm with her long nails and opened the door while you followed her close behind, words falling out of your mouth to stop her, none of them sinking into either of you. She turned around one last time, before opening the door. "I suppose I should apologize. But you have no use for me anymore. The experiments conducted on you have brought no new revelations and your body is already at it's limit. So impossibly weak, no wonder you wouldn't be able to make it into any of our Organisations."

She handed you the key to the house.

"I never told you I was a good person. You convinced yourself I was. I told you from the very beginning what I was. I've always been an Egoist.'

The door slammed shut as you fell to the floor, crumbling.

Will she

leaning my head on top of the table i softly sigh. "why isn't anything working today?" a growl left my mouth as i run a hand through my hair as i pushed the files away from me. rubbing my face. seeing it was almost 3 o'clock, 'where is she?' rolling my shoulders i stand, my head filled with more things i could count. hearing the door open to my lab i softly smiled. "hello angela what can i do fo-" turning around i saw moira, a small blush crossed my face as i bow. "i'm sorry moira, most of the time angela will come in at this time." she grinned "it's fine (name) commen mistake." i softly smiled as i moved over to an other table. "but what is it that you need moira? i'm pretty busy." seeing her lean against the table next to me, i lightly turned away from her. 'why does she has to be so close?' my mind screamed. "i wanted to ask you if you could help me with one of my experiments?" rolling my eyes i rolled a bit back and crossed my legs and arms looking up at moira.

"What would could you possibly need help with? i'm not as smart as you moira on the base of dna." "but you are smart with computers and ratings." a small smirk came to my lips as a laugh left my lips. "yes and? you are pretty good at that too." seeing her roll her eyes at me, my smirked became bigger. "but fine i will help you." seeing her eyes light up, but a small smirk to her lips."good, meet me in frond of my lab in 2 hours." 'why after that everyone's gone?' my mind wispered but i just nob as she left my lab but only to stop and look over her shoulder. "see you than... dear." the door closed as i slid of my of my seat on to the floor a heavy blush now on my face. 'how can she make me feel so much but with such little movements?' rubbing my cheeks but slowly stopped as i feel my tights get wet. 'am i.... crying? why?' wiping away the tears slowly my mind filled it self with questions. 'you know why... she will never see you as you see her.' shacking my head i stand beginning to work again trying to clear my mind. looking at the time, my tired eyes snap open it was 7 minutes before i had to meet moira.

quickly i turn, ran a hand through my hair, and pulled on my labcoat rushing of to moira's lab. within 5 minutes i was there. entering i saw her working, a questionable face, leaning against the wall, my hand behind my back the other in my coatpocket, a small smile on my face. after some time she looked up seeing me standing there. a bewildered look was on her face, a small smirk took the place of my smile. "how long have you been standing there?" "for a while, i couldn't interfere with your work you looked like you where on to something." she laughed, me moving closer to her leaning against the end of the table. "i did but it was a fail." nobbing my head i crossed my legs leaning on one leg. "but where do you need help with?" she pulled me to a chair sitting down. "i need help with some dna i want to test on my-" "no, moira if it go-" "(name), i know what i'm doing. trust me." rolling my eyes i softly sigh. "fine tell me what to do." pulling up a chain i sit down next to her, as she showed me how to do things. rolling around i put on some thing on to her to keep a check on her heartbeath and some other things. "wha-" "let me do my thing and i won't tell anyone about this." she nob as we began, pushing the needle in to her skin i push the substance in to her body as i keep a close eye on the screens that hang around me.

"good now, trust me on this one conect this to your arm and my arm." softly sighing i did as i was said, feeling a little pain i just bite my cheek. "moira if anything goos wrong i will beat your ass." she smirk as i push the next substance in to her body. seeing sweat coming to her forehead as her heartbeath picked up. "moira, are you alright?" "it's only getting hot nothing much." standing i walk over to the sink and wetted a cloth. walking back i wiped her forehead as her eyes close out of pleasure, a sigh leaving her lips. i felt myself heat up too, knowing it's something about the conection between us. "now the last, if you don't feel good tell me moira." she nob a pained look on her face, sighing shacking my head as i pushed the last stuff in. seeing her eyes become darker, i began to feel panic rise in my body. pulling a screen close looking through. her body is hot, heartbeath to high and eyes to big. "moira i need you to c-calm down... ugh" moira saw i was getting affected too, she reach for her arm as she pulled out the needle. but i felt it already affecting me too much. "(n-name) stay with me." leaning against the table behind me. "i-i'm fine don't worry." looking over to moira i saw her eyes closed.

"moira?" rushing over to her, looking over the screens i still see a heartbeath a sigh left my lips. my vision became blurry and then everything whent black, as i felt myself hit the floor. "(n-name), come on don't do this to me." feeling a hand on the side of my head, my eyes opened. "m-moira?" seeing her clear she slowly helped me up. "how did the test go?" seeing her eyes widen for a few second but returned to normal a smile on her face as she sit me down on the laying chair as she sit next to me pulling up the results. she began to show our dna how it on some points comined. she was talking with such pasion. just hearing her talk about it made me smile, but it made me listen too. "wow with only doing that, it's so fascinating. maybe i should drop by more times just so i can see you work and look at the results." a smirk came to her face as she pushed the screens away. "you would realy do that?" "ofcourse, like it said it's realy fascinating." i heared a laugh as i turned to the door, in the opening angela was standing there. a deep blush came to my cheeks as i quickly stand up. "well i will be of now, bye miss O’Deorain." rushing of, seeing a shocked angela wachting me.

"(name)?!" i just ignored her and walked back to my lab. 'she will never see.' "angela, why would you just come in without saying any thing?" moira, called to angela as she sigh. "i'm sorry i didn't know she would just leave like that." moira growl shaking her head. "if you like her that much, just go after her." "angela why don't you just stick your nose in your own things okay?" moira hold herself back, as she wanted to scream at angela. "i'm just trying to help. i will check up on her then. good day moira." as angela walked out, moira leaned against a table looking at her arm. still seeing where the needle pierced her skin, as she sigh running a hand down her face. 'she is right, i should go to her." as angela walked in to (name) lab seeing her sit ontop of a table in the far back against a wall, rubbing the spot where the needle pierced her skin. a soft sigh left her lips, leaning back against the wall behind her, when angela saw something drop on to the girls lap. when a broken sob left her lips, but she heared that she tried to suck it up.

"come on (name) deep breath, even if she will never see, you can stay close to her." angela softly sighed as she heared the words leave the girls lips. "(name)?" she softly wispered, moving closer the younger woman. "a-angela? what is it? you need anything?" she shock her head placing a hand ontop of the young womans knee. "i should ask you that." a small but broken smile was seen as she shock her head. "i just need to figure things out nothing more." as angela leaned infrond of her kissing her forehead. "you know that i'm always here for you." "thank you angela." when they heared the door open. "(name) can i talk to you?" angela immediately left the lab, pushed moira in and closed the door. "sometimes." moira said, her hands behind her back as she walked over to (name). "sorry about angela just then, i didn't mean for it." a small laugh left (names) lips. "you didn't know she would come in." moira walked closer to (name) as she looks up at her. "you really are short." a pount came to (names) face crossing her arms. "no you're just to tall." a small smile came to moira's face as she was now infrond of (name) as her legs where hanging over the table.

"but i wanted to say, and maybe you don't feel the same way. but i like you.... a lot. and yes i may be a bit to deep in work sometimes, or stay up to late to work on my ex-" (name) cut her cute rambeling of with a small kiss on the taller womans lips. "i.. i feel the same way moira, i have for a while now. that's why i loved working together with you and keeped your secrets." moira grabed the back of (names) head bringing her close again kissing her again, now standing between the legs of (name). as (name) tilt her head kissing moira better, moira's hand dropped to her back pushing her closer. (names) legs where around her waist a happy sound leaving her throat, but air became a thing they need. pulling back thier foreheads touched a small laugh leaving (name) mouth. "i never though this would happen." (e/c) looked at the blue and red eyes of moira, a small smile on her tin lips. "me neither (name)."

Bonus: "Yes!" angela half screamed half wispered, as ana round the corner. "angela?" angela laughed rubbing the back of her head. "what are you looking at?" a small akward grin was on angelas lips pointing at the window. ana saw moira and (name) share a small kiss, after it seeing (name) laugh.

My headcanons for moira (Radom)

- She may seem cruel, but she is just a really sassy lady.

- Loves it if her lover can understand her in her native language.

- Will lock herself away in her lab for days.

- loves her Starbucks.

- hates the cold.

- Secretly cares for her team.

- Love rabbits.

- Loves anime.

- like her lover to be smaller than her, doesn't matter if your female or male or no gender. you must be smaller than her. she likes to look down at her lover.

- Likes to be in control.

- she doesn't hate mercy.