#widowreaper

[glitchdisorder]

[across-many-galaxies]

The next episode of

✨Look what I made✨

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

This is a rewrite of an old fic I write a while back

[darka-art]

Their dance was almost at it’s end.

She surprised herself trusting him more than she expected, but she had to admit, it was worth it. His step weren't as graceful as hers, but he would always lift her with respect and always at the right moment.

As the final movement, he lift her in the air , spin her slowly and low her so the point of her feet can finally touch the cold pavement. They both stay in the pose for a moment.

The Swan princess allowed herself to comment to the king his performance.

‘‘ Ok,So rats can dance after all.. Pas mal.’‘

The King looked turned his head to her. He grined

‘‘ Oh, but I am a being of many surprise, my lady.’‘

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It‘s December, which mean WIDOWREAPER Nutcracker AU is back😍

Gonna do a few more sketches of these guys , they missed me  quite a lot and RatKing Reaper is always awesome to draw!

( also secretly praying for @ribbons-halos writting for christmas coz heck she write well and you better go read stuff now)

Reaper and Widowmaker, Overwatch game © 2020 Blizzard Entertainment, Inc.All right reserved. Photoshop brush by Food-For-Crows Art is mine, do not trace/edite, clame as your own.

[leafeonsuniqueworld]

two holiday-themed headcanons for my favorite Overwatch pairings

Emily and Lena

Lena stood in front of a door with two big paper bags in her hand. The door she was so associated with, the door, behind which the only love of her life was living. The one with who she would spend the upcoming three weeks she, as an Overwatch agent, got for holiday vacation. Of course, she had to be ready for an emergency meeting at any minute, but now, she just wanted to enjoy the time with Emily.

She pushed the door bell and listened carefully to hear footsteps from behind. The door opened and there Emily was, her face covered in flour. looked like she wasn't expecting her to arrive this early.

"Lena, oh god! you're already here!" Emily couldn't hold it in herself and hugged her girlfriend tight, completely forgetting that she was carrying the bags with christmas presents for her and Winston.

"Yeah, love, I wanted to surprise you," Lena responded with a smile after Emily let go and picked up one of the bags. She suddenly panicked and grabbed it from her.

"No," she shrieked and covered the open bag with her hand, "Don't look in, there are presents there."

"Didn't you forget about Winston? You know we are visiting him like last year," Emily just laughed and let her into the room. These Holidays will be great, well, like every Holidays, when they could be together.

When Lena took off her pilot jacket and left the presents aside, her girlfriend was already sitting on the couch in their living room. While she was heading there, she observed the apartment closely.

"Not much has changed since I visited last time" Lena constated, as she sat beside Emily, clinging onto her and started placing soft kisses on her girlfriend's face. 

"You're being so clingy, what's going on," she giggled, being basically forced to not leave. Lena didn't answer, just rested her head on her chest. Emily slowly closed her eyes, while playing with her girlfriend's brown hair.

These times were nothing but pure domesticity and love. And they wanted to stay it that way.

Reaper and Widowmaker

It was Christmas.

Everyone was slowly collecting families to their homes to spend precious moments together and to enjoy time with their loved ones. The issue was that not all have said people they value to be with.

This could describe the woman known as Widowmaker. The times, when she was looking forward to this time of year, to the time she could spend with her family and especially her beloved husband, were gone.

The worst thing was Widowmaker still viewed these heart-warming memories. The only thing Talon couldn't take from her, the countless times she was standing on the planks of a big theatre having a ballet recital. The times her husband brought her a bouquet of flowers when she was getting ready to go on the stage. This all was now nowhere to be found, only inside her.

The truth was, Widowmaker still enjoyed ballet. She practised figures from her past recitals, when no one was around, which was at the moment.

Seeing her dancing was breathtaking and a particular someone, who was observing her dance, knew that.

After a few steps, Widowmaker eventually stopped in her little performance and looked around the small room. She knew someone was with her.

"Gabriel," she whispered, "Are you here?" He didn't have to cover himself in the blackness anymore. However, he was patient and stood still.

Widowmaker went back to her ballet. However, as soon as she slowly rose her arms to the air, she felt something heavy on her left hand. The woman swiftly turned towards the one, who was holding her. It was who she thought. Reaper.

"I knew you were watching," she said, when he remained holding her hand in the air.

"Can i dance with you?" his deep voice floated towards her, when she wrapped her right arm around Gabriel's waist.

"You don't know how," she responded with a hint of annoyance, although he knew she didn't actually mean it.

"Is that a problem?" he whispered, when he let go of her hand. She stepped closer, unstrapping his mask, revealing a dark, bruised skin and two black eyes, staring at her. He was surprisingly warm as well, even she could feel it. 

"I suppose it does not" she finished as she laid her head on his chest. They truly didn't have to talk a lot with each other. Their body language could make up for a full-on conversation.

hey, everyone, merry Christmas to you all over the world

and if you don't celebrate Christmas i wish you at least a happy start of the year 2021, i wish your deepest desires come true and i Hope you enjoy this time of year with your family and loved ones

the headcanons you have read are just me, contributing to the respective ship's fanwork, still, i think they're decent

so again, have a merry Christmas, happy New year and i wish you the best

goodbye, leafeon

[nitewrighter]

WidowReaper #7

7. What annoys them the most about their partner? Would they change it if they could?

Sombra: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Amélie?

Widowmaker: No.

Reaper: I do.

Sombra: I know, Gabe.

Reaper: I’m sad.

Sombra: I know, Gabe.

The most annoying thing about Widowmaker is that her suppressed emotions make her the absolute worst at communicating what she wants out of a relationship. The most annoying thing about Gabe is that he believes suffering is like... part of his identity now and as such he’s a black hole of misery. Neither would change this about the other because they’re both goth af.

[cynical-sprite]

Okay but consider this: an AU where Amelie Lacroix wasn't married to Gerard. She was Amelie Guillard, Overwatch's deadliest sniper who happened to just be close friends with Gerard Lacroix, who is married to someone else. (Perhaps she and Gabriel Reyes even had a relationship or, at least, mutual feelings for each other) Anyway, Talon wants Amelie to work for them, and Gerard out of the way, so they kidnap her and brainwash her to kill him. She sneaks into his house at night, kills him in his sleep, and returns to Talon as her brainwashing commands her, and they finish what they started with her. Gerard's wife (now a widow) wakes up, horrified to find him dead. And, that's how Widowmaker gets her codename.

Also consider this: Gabriel Reyes and Amelie Guillard were in a relationship, and it was Gabriel she was brainwashed into "killing" rather than Gerard. But, he didn't actually die because of the experiments Moira performed on him.

[fr0mtheshad0ws]

Mon cher, no need to hide from me

[darknessringo]

“Ouh là là.“

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