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tacticalgrandma · 5 years ago

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Year End Fic Roundup

Hey all- I haven’t been around here much at all this year, so I just wanted to drop in and post the fics I wrote this year to this space! Reminder that I’m on twitter and much more active there, so please follow me there if you haven’t yet.

The list is way long so I’m putting it under a cut. Still mainly Spiderbyte, but for the first time I wrote some stuff for other fandoms- Beaujester and a Jedistormpilot fic. I appreciate everyone who’s commented, kudos’d or otherwise supported me this year so, so much. Thank you.

Table of Contents:

I. Spiderbyte - 15 fics

II. R76 - 3 fics

III. Pharmercy - 2 fics

IV. Doom & Calamity - 3 fics

V. Genfic - 4 fics

VI. Beaujester - 2 fics

VII. Multiship - 2 fics

VIII. Misc. Ships - 6 fics

Spiderbyte

Kept in the Dark - 3k word count - Rated T

In which there is an assassin and there is a collector of secrets.

A Virtue - 1.8k word count - Rated E

Sombra has very nice tits. Widowmaker would like to show her appreciation.

Scorpion Tail & Rabbit Teeth - 2k word count - Rated T

Sombra is a demon hunter. Widowmaker is her bounty. Sombra's not one to let the job get in the way of a little fun.

Wall to Wall - 1.3k word count - Rated E

Sombra and Widowmaker have had sex in all but one room of Chateau Guillard. And they're not going to abandon their streak now. Even if the remaining room is. Unique.

Sheep’s Clothing - 1.1k word count - Rated T

Olivia Colomar is dating a werewolf. It's not quite what either of them had in mind.

Trying to Land - 2.1k word count - Rated T

Widowmaker cuts her hair.

I Know the Feeling Haunts You - 3k word count - Rated T

Widowmaker finds out that Sombra is still friends with Baptiste, and forms an unlikely friendship of her own.

Deep Purple with Blue Pearl - 2.2k word count - Rated T

Widow has trouble finding makeup now that she's blue. Sombra resolves to fix that.

Handle With Care - 2.6k word count - Rated T

Widowmaker can't know Sombra's still friends with Baptiste. Baptiste probably should know Sombra's dating Widowmaker. Sombra needs a drink.

Patience on a Monument - 4.5k word count - Rated M

Team Talon attending a duo of parties in Havana- with and without Maximilien's awareness.

The Performance Begins - 1k word count - Rated M

But Sombra had found that Amélie wasn’t satisfied with just knowing, didn’t just like working for her. She liked working with her. She liked being part of the hunt. And she was good at it.

Love Is Not Just a Verb - 4k word count - Rated G

A Spiderbyte wedding fic, in a series of vignettes.

We Go Down Together - 6.8k word count - Rated T

When a Talon Assassin goes AWOL, Sombra, Widow, and Akande head to Paris to retrieve her. But Widow suspects Sombra knows more than she's letting on.

Wild in My Veins - 2k word count - Rated G

Sombra joins the mysterious girl group Black Lilly, and receives a warning: don't go after Amélie.

Would You Trust It - 10.2k word count - Rated T

Sombra falls during a mission. Widowmaker is left to help someone who could never admit she needed it.

R76

Empty Hearth - 3k word count - Rated E

There was a small pitched skirmish, the kind of battle the Holy Army required during periods of stalemate so everyone would remember they were at war. Jack had raised his rifle and seen at the hilltop, riding a skeletal horse, the demons’ general in a bone-white mask, staring back at him. And Jack had known, mask at all.

Possessions - 2.4k word count - Rated G

Gabriel is an angel, Jack is a demon. They're both not where they're supposed to be.

a catalog of non-definitive acts - 8.1k word count - Rated T

A fic I wrote with the wonderful @foldingcranes about Gabe getting married, and Jack pining. First 3 chapters are her!

Pharmercy

Tents - 2k word count - Rated G

A missing scene fic, attempting to bring sense into why Fareeha wasn't present at the Talon attack on the Temple of Anubis.

Heaven Is Betting on Us - 2.5k word count - Rated G

A modern magic AU, featuring astronaut Fareeha and moon spirit Angela.

Doom & Calamity

Pleasure and Business - 2k word count - Rated T

Akande and Ashe have their first date. Things don't exactly go as planned.

And When You Move, I’m Moved - 1k word count - Rated E

Akande asks Ashe to treat him. Ashe is happy to oblige.

Family Affairs - 1.2k word count - Rated G

Ashe and Akande take a ski vacation, and talk family.

Genfic

Close to Home - 2.4k word count - Rated T

After the dust settles and their war is done, Ana and Jack have nowhere to go. So they go to Hawaii.

Cat’s Cradle - 7.7k word count - Rated T

A canon divergence where after the events of Old Soldiers, Ana and Jack honor Bastet in a different way. One that involves a lot more Fancy Feast.

Headed Deep Into the Forest - 2.6k word count - Rated G

Ana Amari joining Overwatch, and leaving her old world behind.

Human Resources - 2k word count - Rated G

A fic about Ana and Jack as platonic life partners, as well as office shenanigans.

Beaujester Fic

Small Talks - 2.2k word count - Rated T

Something’s bothering Beau, and she isn’t talking to Jester about it. Jester will need to bother every other resident of the Xhorhaus if she wants to get to the bottom of this.

why my gods look like you - 1.1k word count - Rated T

Jester reflecting on her beliefs and her new girlfriend.

Multiship

Roll on Back to that Old Town Road (Spiderbyte, R76, Doom & Calamity) - 12.5k word count - Rated M

When Ashe offers Team Talon a chance to catch Soldier: 76 on Deadlock territory, everyone has to deal with Ex Drama.

Fighting Talk (Pharmercy, Meicy) - 2.5k word count - Rated T

Pro wrestler Angela is told she's turning heel, and her rival will be Fareeha. She's not really sure why that bothers her so much.

Misc. Ships

Gifted (Jedistormpilot) - 2.5k word count - Rated G

When Finn tells them he's Force sensitive, Rey and Poe decide to celebrate by finding him a Kyber crystal. It's not as easy as they hoped.

Cold Comfort (Gen(cio)tiste) - 1.8k word count - Rated G

Baptiste heads to Nepal, to meet Genji's found family. Featuring Baptiste facing off against the formidable foes of impostor syndrome and sub-tropical temperatures.

When it All Breaks (Gentiste) - 3k word count - Rated T

Baptiste finds a very sick Genji Shimada and takes him back to his clinic. Genji doesn't want him to find out who he is. Baptiste knows.

Wouldn’t it Be Nice (Meicy) - 1.9k word count - Rated G

When Moira is being particularly Moira, Angela comes up with the dumbest possible idea to save Mei.

To Be Found Wanting (Doomfist/Genji/Ashe) - 4.5k word count - Rated E

A Canon Divergence fic in which Talon saves Genji, instead of Blackwatch.

Novelty (Reapfist) - 1.7k word count - Rated E

Reyes propositions Akande. Things do not go how Akande was expecting or how Gabe wanted. H/C and Actual Vulnerability occur.

#overwatch #critical role #star wars #fanfiction #fanfic #orig #spiderbyte #pharmercy #beaujester #reapfist #meicy #gentiste #genciotiste #jedistormpilot #finnreypoe #r76 #reaper76

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wlwidow · 7 years ago

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deeds outgrown (spiderbyte fic)

Spiderbyte, Team Talon bonding, and mentioned Reapfist; 1968 words, read on Ao3

Widowmaker never missed a shot. Technically she didn’t miss this time either, she just waited a fraction of a second too long and her bullet went through a blur of smoke instead of a skull.

“His fading is unpredictable,” she told Vialli with a shrug.

He was furious. “That’s no excuse. Tracer’s movement is hardly predictable. Now he’s onto us.”

“He’s not.” She didn’t comment on his incorrect usage of “us.” She and Vialli were not an us.

“And if he is?” he snarled. “You’ve jeopardized everything, because of what, some emotional attachment to Reyes? That’s the kind of weakness you should be sent to reconditioning for.”

Widowmaker rose, bored, completely unimpressed with his threat. Reconditioning normally gave her pause, but not this time. “And what will you send me for? I completed every directive for the mission. Every official directive.”

When he narrowed his eyes at her, she gave him an unfriendly smile, blew him a kiss, and left.

“Vialli wants you dead,” she told Reyes over coffee the next morning.

He grunted and kept reading the news. Sombra’s eyes didn’t even flicker up with interest from her holoscreen.

She sighed. “He ordered me to kill you during our last mission.”

“I don’t feel dead.”

“You’re not.”

“I thought you didn’t miss?”

“I don’t.”

He finally looked up from his paper. “Then why am I alive?”

“Because the bullet hit you while you were fading.”

“Because you pulled the trigger too late.” He raised his eyebrows. “I’m not saying you’re a bad shot. I know you’re perfect.”

Sombra’s eyes met Widow’s, gaze as sharp as her smile. “Which means Widow missed on purpose. I guess she does like you, Gabey.”

“Not particularly,” she said with a sip of coffee. She’d expected a comment along those lines.

“Thanks, Lacroix,” Reyes said, almost pouting, though with a face like his it could be hard to tell.

“Would you shoot me ?” Sombra cupped her chin in her hands and leaned forward on the table.

“Yes,” Widow said without hesitation.

Sombra laughed. “ Araña , you’re so full of shit.”

“I am not. I’d do it if I felt like it.”

“If you felt like it?” Reyes quipped, eyeing her over his mug.

She narrowed her eyes at him. “If it was the better choice for me. You know what I meant.”

“Hm…”

Sombra giggled at that.

They didn’t believe her, and she didn’t entirely blame them. She had quite a bit of… affection wasn’t the right word, but she cared about them a little more than she ought to, given that she wasn’t supposed to care at all. That could of course be rationalized away into neat little emotionless explanations. It was better – for her, the team, Talon as a whole – if she cared just a little bit about the people she worked with. And that was all it was, a slight warmth, enough to keep her invested but not to make her weak. At least that was what she told herself.

She didn’t care, though. Widow rolled her eyes and took a drink, universal sign that she was finished discussing that topic. It happened more often than one might suspect; one of Reyes and Sombra’s favorite meal-time topics was apparently messing with her about her conditioning not being 100% effective. She was used to it (though if she was so used to it, why did she still spend so much time rationalizing and thinking about it?)

Sombra wasn’t one to let something juicy go, so she turned the conversation away from Widow herself and back to what Widow had told them initially. “So Gabe, how are we going to get back at Vialli?”

“ We aren’t doing anything.”

“Okay then, how are you going to get back at Vialli?”

“I’m not,” he snorted. “Not yet, anyways. I’ll let him sweat; if he tried to use you, Lacroix, he’s desperate.”

Widow raised an eyebrow. “Does that make you desperate?”

Reyes waved a hand at her. “I haven’t told you to pull that kind of shit.”

“Really, Reyes?” Widow scoffed. “I’ve killed members of Talon for you, a fellow member of Talon. Literally last week.”

“No one high-ranking,” he said dismissively. “You’re a risky person for that.”

“Is that meant to be insulting?”

“No, it’s a statement of fact. Your loyalty is to Talon; you can’t be bought to different factions like others can. But you’re still the best, so he must be desperate if he was willing to risk using you.”

“It’s because Akande will be back soon,” Sombra said lazily. “Vialli knows he won’t be happy with how things have been run.”

“Hmph. Not a very good reason to try to take me out.”

Both Widow and Sombra looked at him with “bitch please” expressions.

“Don’t act so naïve,” Widow sniffed. “It’s not very convincing on you.”

“Let’s see, who would Vialli rather deal with, Reaper or Doomfist individually, or the biggest power couple in Talon? And Doomfist isn’t exactly easy to get to at the moment…so Reaper goes down on a mission, Doomfist is upset but can’t pin it on anyone��Vialli’s in a better position.”

“Oh, and he hates you,” Widow tacked onto Sombra’s conspiracy theory bit. Conspiracy theories were usually true in Talon, but more often than not, hatred for someone else could be enough to warrant a hit; real reasons and motivations helped, of course, but Talon was such a loose association of infighting-prone killers that it wasn’t uncommon. Hopefully Akande would straighten that out.

Reyes held up his hands before Sombra could pick up where Widow left off. “Point made.” After a pause, he smiled. It wouldn’t have been a friendly expression even if he’d had a normal face. “You know. I guess doing nothing would be too easy.”

Sombra’s eyes lit up and even Widow couldn’t help but smile, covering her mouth with her hand. “You’re giving me permission to fuck with Vialli? On the record?” Sombra asked.

“None of this is ‘on the record.’”

“I heard him say it; that makes it official.”

“I thought you were on my side, Lacroix.”

Widow almost laughed. “What gave you that idea, Reyes?”

“I don’t know, maybe the saving my life?”

“I thought it was because we’re fucking,” Sombra mused.

Widow pointed her thumb at Sombra. “She’s got the right idea.”

“So I have to fuck you?” Reyes asked.

“No, gross,” Widow gagged. “Don’t ever – I don’t want to hear those words from your mouth ever again.”

Sombra giggled. “Oh, that might be kind of hot.”

Widow shook her head. “Monsters, you’re both monsters. You know what, I’m taking you both out, I’m finished with this.”

Neither of them looked convinced, and they traded one of those looks they shared so often in relation to her.

Sombra leaned into Widow, who didn’t budge. “You can help, if you want. Since he tried to fuck you over too.”

“What?” Widow frowned. “He didn’t try to fuck me over. Not really.”

“He tried to use you.”

“Everyone here uses me. I’m used to it.”

Sombra looked at Reyes with a frown, but shrugged as if to say Widow was right. Sombra, however, didn’t seem satisfied with accepting that. “ Wedon’t use you. Not like that.”

Widow raised her eyebrows at Reyes.

“Well, okay, Gabe does his job and that means giving us orders but like, we don’t use you like Vialli or Moira or Max. We treat you like a person, not a tool.” Even Widow could see that Sombra was trying to convince herself as much as Widow and Reyes, and that Sombra needed to convince herself, couldn’t be lumped in with those three and so many others.

“If that’s how you see it.”

“Am I wrong?” Sombra asked quietly, for once serious, for once sincere.

Widow shrugged. “You’re both better than them. You have an interest in me other than what I can do for you but… if ordering me to kill someone was the way for you to get what you wanted, you would do it. I’m not saying that’s bad; it’s just the way things are. Like I said. I’m used to it.”

Sombra looked uncomfortable, but Widow didn’t think it was at the thought of being someone who used people; Sombra’s whole thing was manipulating others to get what she wanted. No, it seemed more the being lumped in with the likes of Vialli and Moira, being someone who manipulated Widow in particular.

“Don’t worry about it.” Widow touched Sombra’s shoulder for a moment. “Reyes isn’t bothered. You shouldn’t be either.”

He didn’t look bothered, but he sounded disapproving when he spoke. “You shouldn’t be so accepting, Lacroix. Don’t be a doormat.”

She blinked. “I’m literally programmed to be a doormat.”

“Well. Taking some initiative, having a stake in your own actions, those aren’t bad things.”

“That’s exactly what I’m not supposed to do. I’m supposed to be an unfeeling tool for Talon to use as they see fit.”

“And how’s that working out for you?”

She looked down, away from him, and Sombra, the most visceral evidence that it was working out terribly, thank you very much. Instead of cold, clear-minded focus, she had almost emotions, almost love and hate, almost clarity. Her programming wasn’t perfect and neither was she; the almosts made everything hazy.

“So what.” Her voice was low. “I start asserting myself. I start making choices. I get sent right back to Moira to be taken apart again, only this time maybe they tell her not to put me back together. No, I’ll not risk that.”

She felt Sombra’s hand on top of hers and realized her own hand was curled in a tight ball in her lap. Sombra’s touch helped a little, but couldn’t relax away the fear that filled her body at the thought of reconditioning. Of Moira, the tight grip of her jagged nails, the knives in her sly smiles, the way she looked at Widow like she was a piece of meat, less than human.

“Hey.” Sombra’s thumb rubbed circles on the back of Widow’s hand, which had tightened again, gentle and soothing. Talon’s perfect killer feared few things, save the woman that had made her. “You won’t have to worry about her for much longer. We’ll get rid of her.”

“I thought we were getting rid of Vialli?” Widow didn’t dare truly entertain the notion that Moira could be gone from her life; it was too dangerously hopeful. So she played her usual dry humor, and she didn’t know if it actually worked in hiding her vulnerability, or if Sombra and Reyes were decent enough to go along with it. She suspected the latter.

“We can do both,” Sombra said playfully. She looked at Reyes. “You’re down, right Gabe?”

He had been silent since she mentioned Moira, looking down at his hands folded on the table. “Sure Sombra.”

He didn’t respond seriously, more like he was placating an insistent child, and Sombra wasn’t oblivious to that. Sombra pouted and opened her mouth, but before she could speak Widow squeezed her hand and said, calm, “Let’s focus on Vialli first.” She even leaned her head against Sombra’s, a gentle touch to seal the deal.

Widow met Reyes’s eyes and gave him the slightest nod. On this level, at least, the two of them understood each other better than anyone else could, and Sombra, willing as she was to jump on their train of hatred against Moira, as much as Sombra herself had reasons to hate the woman, she couldn’t understand what they did, the rage and the fear and how they hated that they were even afraid. Sombra could help. She probably would help. But it was their fight, hers and Reyes’s.

Maybe that was why she couldn’t kill him. She didn’t want to be alone.

#team talon #spiderbyte #widowsombra #widowmaker x sombra #reapfist #widowmaker #sombra #reaper #overwatch fanfic

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