Sombra Online

Observant

Hi, lovelies! Welcome to my first Overwatch fanfiction!

First of all, the stunning, awesome, incredible, wonderful cover of this fic was drawn by the amazing jam-boy. All credit for that goes to them, and you can find their Tumblr here: https://jam-boy.tumblr.com Go check them out! They're super cool and have so much Overwatch art that is just fantastic!

This fic is really just a bunch of one shots, mainly focused on Sombra. There will be other characters included, but mostly Sombra is the star. 'Cause I love her. So much. 

I'm trying a lot of new formatting in this, and I'm not sure if any of it worked, so please tell me what you think in the comments! I love hearing from you. 

Something you might want to know: I personally think of Reaper and Sombra's relationship as very father-daughter like. In my mind, and this fic, they're very close.

Anyway, on to the first one-shot!

The first thing that Sombra had learned as an orphan was how to observe. It was a necessary skill if you wanted to survive on the streets. Watch, listen, and, most importantly, learn.

Observe which police officers would turn a blind eye if they caught a starving child stealing a loaf of bread. Learn to never steal if the other officers were on duty. Observe which gangs were the best at staying under the radar. Learn how to align yourself with them. Observe which stores or markets had the weakest security. Learn how to take from them. Observe the other orphans that were best at surviving. Learn how to become better than them.

Sometimes it shocked her how much you could see if you just looked. Even now, there were still things she had to notice to survive.

Like how Doomfist would open and close his prosthetic hand when he was angry.

Like how Reaper would tilt his head to the left slightly when he was falling apart.

Like how Widowmaker almost smiled when someone mentioned one of her kills.

Like how Moira would raise a brow when thinking about experimenting on someone

There were so many things people would understand so much better if they would just let themselves see.

Like how Doomfist bows his head in respect for every fallen Talon soldier.

Like how Reaper never leaves anyone on his team behind.

Like how Widowmaker trembled whenever she remembered Amélie.

Like how Moira had a booklet with the name of everyone her experiments had killed.

Sometimes, Sombra would wonder who, if anyone, ever noticed all the little things that she tended to do.

Like how on Dia De Los Muertos, she would trade her purple theme for white and yellow.

Like how her cybernetics started glowing brighter if she was overwhelmed.

Like how, when she was thinking too hard, her leg would start bouncing.

Like how she would look away when someone mentioned Dorado.

No one seemed to notice her ticks. But then there were times when they would do things that made her wonder.

Like how Doomfist let her take Dia De Los Muertos off without ever questioning it.

Like how Reaper would sit in silence with her when things were just too much.

Like how Widowmaker shared pastries when Sombra's mind was screaming.

Like how Moira turned a blind eye when she caught Sombra crying for her home.

So perhaps they did observe some of her habits. And maybe, just maybe, that wasn't such a bad thing. 

I'm not sure how this kind of formatting worked out, but I like it! Tell me what you think! That's all for now, so bye my Lovelies!