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!

You weren't really into dolls...but what happens when you find an intriguing, tattered little ginger doll in an alleyway? You take it in and give it a home, in high hopes of selling the toy for a lot of money. But you soon find out that it's MUCH more than just a toy. And this certain toy isn't going to be played with anytime soon...instead, it's his time to play with you.