Overwatch has decided that killing such...talented fighters would be a waste, and so they have some new recruits to take care of. This means that someone has to be assigned to each criminal to keep an eye on them. And, of course, lucky you gets stuck with the crazy junkers: Junkrat and his huge body guard, Roadhog. Wonderful. NOTE: This is a male reader insert fanfic that takes place in the world of Overwatch. All characters and ideas are copyright to Blizzard Entertainment, and I do not claim any of their work as my own. This writing is purely for fun and not for monetary gain of any kind. Cover art from the Overwatch wiki by Gamepedia. THIS FANFIC IS COMPLETE! Thank you for reading!

DISCONTINUED FOR OBVIOUS REASONS

BlizzCon was supposed to be filled with fun, wonder, and absolute awe. It was supposed to be a special occasion to celebrate a videogame that had changed their lives. Zylbrad is a jealous fuck, Shenpai is down to chill, and Tyrodin instigates it all. (Alternate Universe where Shenpai goes to BlizzCon and everything gets fucked to pieces.)