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widowmaker x gn!reader

tiniest bit of angst?

widow is talon, reader is part of their own organization (not overwatch)

- reader is sent on a mission at a masquerade ball to protect a special guest

You were standing on a balcony, disguised, watching the people dance. The guest you were supposed to watch over didn't arrive, so you took the chance to enjoy the night. The cup of champagne was making the ball a bit more bearable.

As you lifted the cup to your lips, you heard a gun ready to shoot you from behind, a sniper to be precise.

You lift your hands up and turn around slowly to see one of Talon's finest agents upside down, with her grappling hook around one of her legs to hold her up.

"Seems that spiders do have some hesitation before killing their prey." You muttered out.

"You're not supposed to be here." Widowmaker told you.

"Maybe, but.." You used the fingers from your free hand to move the sniper touching your forehead, "..what do you know?"

She furrowed her eyebrows, adjusting her weapon back to pointing at your head. "How did you even know I was here in the first place? Specifically on this balcony?" You questioned her, focusing on the gun.

"Don't ask stupid questions, especially when you know the answers to them. You know I always find you." She replied, not moving an inch. "You're right. You always find me, yet everytime you do, you don't do anything. You don't dare to leave even a scratch on my body. Why?"

The words that came out of your mouth left her in thought for a few seconds. She had already scanned the perimeter before revealing herself to you, making sure it was safe. But what was the reason? What did she earn from playing along with you? You both knew she couldn't feel any emotion, and yet here she was.

Amélie exhaled a small laugh, "I suppose it's time to change the rules of this little game we play."

She firmly grabbed her sniper and before you knew it, she had already disappeared in an instant. That didn't change the fact that you felt a tingling yet painful sensation in your body, which made you drop your cup. A bullet had went through your skin, penetrating your thigh.

After Widow had returned on the dropship, she heard Gabriel's voice behind her, "Was the target there?"

She gave out a short 'no' to him while staring at her weapon, hoping to not see you again for a while.

Back at the balcony, you clicked your tongue, "Damn it." You felt slightly annoyed that you would have to heal up your new wound, but at least it'll make you think of her in the meantime.

overwatch headcanons because I wanna write some :p

includes: genji, hanzo, cassidy, ramattra, zenyatta, ashe, mercy, moira

first time writing headcanons don't kill me

barely proofread

oneshot! fluff

you and Dr Ziegler have been chatting the nights away as she works till the morning, you on the other hand just like keeping her company... and not drinking her coffee

There's something about her presence and the warmth it gives off, like being caressed by a feather. everything about our dear Dr Ziegler seemed perfect, other than her coffee-making skills.

Those late night chats you would have, the lingering eye contact during the day, you couldn't get enough of it. Did she also think the same of your interactions?

It was one night, around 2AM at her office, when Dr Ziegler's lips parted to speak, "You know, Genji has also been keeping me company sometimes.." Your eyes immediately went to her, watching her intently

"..He also seems to like drinking my coffee unlike someone else!" She giggled, hand going near her mouth to slightly cover her smile as she keeps her eyes on the documents on her desk. You breathed out a small laugh, replying "Well, what matters is that I'm trying"

Her eyes glance up at you, "Are you really trying? Last time you drank my coffee was two weeks ago!" Your hand went to rub the back of your neck, avoiding her stare, "Since you remembered, I suppose I don't have a choice anymore..."

Your cheeks turn into a soft pink shade, which doesn't go unnoticed. Being able to survive such intense fights, yet cannot handle some coffee. "Here, let's put you to the test." the angel says as she hands you her cup. You slightly hesitate to grab it, knowing its taste. You stare into her eyes as the cup is millimeters away from your mouth, and you finally feel the bitterness on your lips.

You took one sip and force a smile at the Doctor. You start to speak, "Mmm!! So.. good...!", as you feel the flavor leave an aftertaste, you began to spit out at the air. "Well, I do tend to like my coffee bitter!", she laughs out.

Maybe one day you'll be able to drink her coffee...?

oneshot! mdni

- you and genji are both sent on a mission together. you end up in a situation, where you have to hide and keep quiet but things get a little heated...

you've had similar experiences with him before, leaving you reminiscing and wanting more

suddenly getting shoved into a small space in such a way wasn't on your list of requirements for this mission, especially with genji

you've both had touchy moments with each other in the past, the most memorable ones being done in dangerous circumstances

with a sword touching the skin of your throat, you felt the tingling sensation rush through your body, heart beating fast through your chest. prolonged staring, red eyes piercing into yours, a hand slowly trailing up your thigh

the pressure of the blade causing a faint adjustment in your breathing, his eyes still steady on yours, watching each of your muscles twitch as the movement of his hand stops and his grip tightens. glancing down to your lips, the distance between the both of you started to become less and less

as your lips are about to feel the taste of metal, he breaks the eye contact, turning his face away, scanning the perimeter. your eyes still on him, processing. you're fully aware that the sword against your throat signalled dead silence, a quick way to shut you up, to keep you in place

the area was clear, yet his cybernetic hand remained still for a moment. you could barely form any thoughts, and the metallic pressure against your thigh began to escape

were there any nearby enemies at all? maybe this was just an excuse to get close to you, all up in your face, to initiate a physical interaction, to see your reaction to such close proximity, and as much as you didn't understand his intentions, you couldn't help but crave his touch even more