Widowmaker Stories

This is my first story-story. So leave any comments and suggestions that u have and I'll look at them. I will periodically ask for suggestions probably if I come across a writers block, but I hope u enjoy! 18, almost 19 year old Y/N L/N lives alone in an abandoned warehouse. She uses her engineering skills to modify her motorcycle and race for a living. She also has experimented with nano technology and neuro-technology. She saves Tracer from her run-in with Widowmaker from Mondattas speech. Her vigilante job has gotten her and Talon to find out about her tech with a run in. Will she join overwatch, or will Talon get to her first? Btw, the cover is not mine, credits: https://goo.gl/images/ps1iqz HOWEVER!!! The other pics for the chapters are MY ART! Please do not share them or copy them in any way without giving credit to me. WARNINGS: Strong (ish) language, violence, mentions of abuse and sexual harassment and rape. Thank you! Enjoy! -Kat

BOOK 2 Anya is now 18. She is a little over halfway through her first year of college! Tommy and Anya are A stronger couple than ever. The two attend CMU (Colorado Messa University) After bringing Peter and Joaquin back to reality, the family of three settled in Colorado for Anya's junior and Senior year. It's Bucky's birthday and things are just chaos. But that's the least of their concerns. Why is Jett so interested in Anya all of a sudden? She barely knew him and he was creepy and hated her. why so friendly? READ TO FIND OUT

"yeah ok"

Carole Lacroix is the mysterious little sister of the infamous assassin, Widowmaker. As a member of Talon, Carole, also known as Andromeda, serves as the agency's Ultimate offense and supersoldier. What happens when she is captured by Overwatch? Follow her as she grudgingly bonds with some of their members. *All copyright ownership of Overwatch goes to Blizzard*

||DISCLAIMER||:This Story has Smut and Fluff!If you don't like it or are sensitive to it,please don't read!And If you are not a fan Of HackerKill or Sombra X Reaper than please do not hate comment!You May read if you want but please be nice!Thanks! Sombra had been working with Talon for almost a year now and she knew all of her teammates like the back of her hand.Except Reaper.It bothered Sombra that She had a crush on him and only knew little about him.It was because he always spent most of his time alone and never really took off his mask in front of anyone.So knowing him personally was something you would never hear of.So,Sombra goes to extreme lengths to try to impress Reaper and get to know him.Some attempts of finding out who he really is and getting on his good side, causes her to get seriously hurt and close with death. Reaper on the other hand wants nothing to do with her or her nosey shenanigans,and could care less about her danger.Or does he?

Back in the day widowmaker, or formally known as Ameilie met tracer or Lena.They used to be best friends until Talon kidnapped Ameilie and brainedwashed her making her widowmaker. Time flies by and widow is assogned to overwatch, where she meets her old friend... (I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT THE STORY LINE!!!)

Little drabbles and stuff about The heroes of Overwatch! You can message me or comment any suggestions you have! Vote and comment if you enjoy~ *Cover art by: Me!* (may have mature content. Will do ships and xreaders) Thanks for the Love!

just a one-shot book to help creativity for interest I have for doing an actual Overwatch fic! Will feature a couple characters your sis enjoys a lot. Some works will be NSFW, some will be purely fluff! Just depends on what happens as I write!

BOOK FOUR! Born from shadows. Raised by a ghost. Protected by a soldier. Loved by a legacy. acts like a romanoff. At twenty years old, Anya Natalie Barnes Maximoff is no stranger to danger. Raised in the quiet aftermath of chaos, she's the daughter of Natasha Romanoff, the fallen Black Widow, and Bucky Barnes, the Winter Soldier still learning how to heal, and Valeria Amelia DeFontaine, THE WIDOW MAKER. Valentia Allegra DeFontaine's Little Sister. With ghosts in her bloodline and fire in her fists, Anya was never meant for an ordinary life. Especially being made and born in a Lab... Now married to Tommy Maximoff, the fastest pain in her ass, she trains with the next generation of Avengers under the roof of a compound packed with secrets, sarcasm, and weaponized trauma. With Yelena Belova, chaos in eyeliner, cracking jokes at breakfast, and Bucky, who never quite stops watching the door like she might vanish, Anya has the kind of family you fight wars for. And one is coming. A mission has surfaced-deep, dangerous, and laced in glowing water, royal politics, and the jewelry of the dead. As the team sharpens their skills and jokes their way through combat drills and name debates, one truth begins to flicker beneath Anya's ribs like a lit fuse: There's something new growing inside her. And it's not just fear. What happens when the strongest girl in the room is about to become something even scarier? What happens when the soldier who lost everything learns what it means to gain? And what happens when a secret no one is ready for arrives in the middle of a mission none of them can afford to fail? Family is the weapon. Legacy is the target. And Anya? She might just be the fuse. Is it a Halloween prank? Or is it the spirit of the deceased mothers of the Lovebirds keeping the team alive...

villain!hanzo and hero!mcree yes I'm sad

When they fight on the battle field, the team notices a bond growing between them

Widowmaker, the cold heartless, emotionless assassin also the #1 sniper, found herself in an unexpected situation with the bubbly British hero Lena Oxton aka Tracer who was an ex-pilot, the one person she hated the most.

open and find out Diirty_Dan© 2020

(IMMA NEEDZ PPL THAT KNOWS OVERWATCH VERY WELL,BC THIS IS A STORY THAT I MAKE A SCENARIO,AND THEY ALL MAKE A CONTINUATION IN THE COMMENTS) This is....my side of (OverWatch/Talon)....the story.....of The Wakatinaki.....

Re pear and his drag gang face off against the overwatch comite of drag queens in this epic tale full of love and lust and conquest.

Some one shots of reaper and widowmaker. Having dinner or getting ready for a mission. I will not do smut so freely read.

Spiderbyte Fanfiction

You are just a girl that lives in London in a small apartment flat by yourself. You go around occasionally looking for talon members and criminals to practice your sniping skills on. You're hoping to get noticed and possibly asked to join overwatch but you've been quite unlucky lately. But the day of Mondattas speech it all changes....

A new Overwatch character has been created, but now there is tension between the friends Tracer and Widowmaker.

I'm writing stuff I haven't found that I wanted to read. I'm mega gay. Sorry. Not doing smut :) so don't ask for it. Sneak peak for Sombra to see if you like my grammar and writing style: It'd been a long day at work, non stop being asked to fix bugs for other people's programs, trying to show them how to fix it themselves, even when they clearly just wanted you to do their work, but you were to kind to decline your aid. You told yourself that they would learn one day, and maybe when that day came they would thank you for helping them. Fortunately, you weren't that blind but just struggled with confrontation, and it made you simmer with anger. You adjusted the strap of your computer bag as you grabbed the key from your pocked, jamming it into the lock and twisting the key with frustration. You were too caught up in your own thoughts to notice the sound of something moving on the other side of the door. Your anger turned to panic as you looked around the room, it looked as though a hurricane had whipped through the apartment, papers, clothing and books were thrown everywhere, some of this looked like it'd been done out of anger rather than searching... You kind of just stood there, examining the room carefully, something wasn't quite right here. Glancing over into the kitchen there was a bottle of tequila on the counter, a shot glass empty but recently used sitting beside it. Interesting because you didn't own any alcohol. As you approached it, you could see faint fingerprints on the glass and you pulled out your phone to take a picture when you felt the cold round barrel of a gun against the back of your head. "I'm gonna have to stop you right there chica"