#Overwatch fan fiction

[everlastlady]

Everlasting's Master List.

Hello, I'm everlastlady also known as Lady Everlasting. This is my master list that discusses what I have written and fandoms I wtite for. Here you will find stories I have written and just things about me.

I'm 21 years old. My birthday is June 8th so I'm a gemini. The reason I'm on Tumblr is to enjoy fanart, discussions, and fan fiction. I'm also here to write silly little fan fictions of characters that I enjoy. I do want to be a published writer one day so I am working on my own projects. I'm bisexual, demisexual, and demi romantic. My pronouns are she/they. I enjoy writing, books, rain, coffee, tea, sleeping, nature, and photography. When I'm not writing stories or reading books. I'm practicing witchcraft, playing guitar, or playing stardew valley.

I also enjoy horror movies, true crime documentaries or videos, plush toys, and visual novel games. I have seizures so I'm cautious how I spend my screen time. I have other medical issues that I won't go into about. I'm a plant lover and really love spicy foods. I have too many comfort characters to name but my number one comfort character is Kakuzu from Naruto. If you want to get to know me more than feel free to dm me, my Instagram is ladyeverlasting_

✧Fandoms I Write For✧

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

Creepypasta

Welcome Home

DC

Marvel

Overwatch

Stardew Valley

Assassins Creed

Slashers

Certain Anime Shows, just ask me

Request Are: closed

Ask Are: closed

If request are open then feel free to send them in but if they are closed please do not send anything or I'll delete them. Ask will always be open but don't spam me please. Also if you have an issue with me please don't use sunglasses to hide behind having an issue with me, just dm me. Also I'm open to criticism because I do want to grow and learn. Just at the end of the day please be respectful.

Helluva Boss

✧- Husband Mammon

✧- Mammon Bloody Legend: Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5 , Part 6 , Part 7 , Part 8 , Part 9 , Part 10

✧- Mammon + Female Servant

✧- Mammon + Male Servant

✧- Boyfriend Asmodeus

✧- Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Mammon With S/O

✧- Verosika X Male Reader: Sweetest Treats

✧- Striker X Female Reader: Chaotic Beauty

✧- Striker X Female Reader: Daughter Of My Enemy

✧- Striker Father HCS

✧- Sinmas With Mammon

✧- Vox Boyfriend HCS

✧- Husk Boyfriend HCS

[fortheloveofpiggy]

Tw

Kinda tired of fanfics of roadrat having creepy nsfw in it. I’m just trying to enjoy a story then suddenly it’s nsfw. I think it’s no big deal and keep ready but then it’s always either borderline abusive or junkrat is for some reason extremely innocent and in one I saw he literally didn’t even know what seggs was and it’s like do people realize if he doesn’t know what it is he can’t consent.. stop making junkrat so innocent especially if you’re gonna make nsfw please

[beastweaver]

for Lifeweaver's fan fic authors:

the pants he wears are called Chong Kben and it's a wrap around garment, so its not tubular pants but a single sheet of fabric draped and wrapped around the legs.

[platesandoatcakes]

Part 2 of the Overwatch marathon completed now! Not many to go until my little Icon set is complete! 😁

[ya-zz]

You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid

“There’s my favourite person!” Her words were happy, a bounding smile on her face as she approached you. That smile soon faded when she saw the solemn look on your face. “What’s the matter, kiddo?”

Looking up at her, you notice the worry within her eye, a deep sadness hiding behind.

“Oh, Ana… it’s nothing.” You lied.

She tuts, shaking her head as she sits next to you.

“You cannot hide from me. A mother knows and sees all.” She leans in, arm nudging yours.

It made you smile, the way she was so caring towards you. It was genuine love and care, a mother with her kid; although you were not hers biologically, you felt somewhat closer to her than any other person.

“Ana… can I ask something?”

“Of course, what’s on your mind?” She leans forward, head tilting slightly as she looks at you.

She noticed the slight hesitation before you spoke. “Am I a bad person?”

The woman was almost taken aback by your question, eyebrows raising.

“Far from it.” She smiles once more. “You are a kind soul. One that has been through so much, but look at where you are now.” Her hand reaches for your shoulder, a gentle embrace as her thumb rubs gently. “We’ve all made mistakes. Even I have, but those do not define us.

Mistakes are a part of life, but you my dear, are far from bad. You are still young, have so much life left within you. Don’t waste that time wondering if you’re bad.”

The tears fell from your eyes, cheeks turning colour as a sob escaped you, but Ana did not stop there.

“Listen, kiddo. Those thoughts in your head? The bad ones? Destroy them. Prove to yourself that you’re better than those thoughts. And even if you can’t, you have people out there that care.” Her arms wrap around your torso, pulling you towards her as she hugs you close. “You’re gonna go far, kid, I know it. Don’t let anyone bring you down, not even yourself.”

She doesn’t let go, resting her head against yours as her hand gently rubs your arm, calming those thoughts inside of you.

“Remember to care for yourself and remember that I will always be here. You may not be my kid, but at heart,” she laughs, “I feel like you are.”

——

A lil something for one of the kindest tumblr mutuals I have ever had the pleasure to interact with @colemorrison 💛

[banana-nut-slug]

Started writing! About 7k+ words in. I’m expecting that the entire work will probably be around 10k!

[amourlyns]

❛ HEY VENGEANCE. ❜ ➜ ⁽ masterlist ⁾

✧ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: anahardt, and their own dance. reminiscing on the years before.

✧ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: none

✧ 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔: you can also find this on ao3. this was a request, enjoy (:

⟡ ⠀ | ANA WAS STILL AS BEAUTIFUL AS HE REMEMBERED. And if course she was, it was Ana, she would always have an unforgettable air of grace to her.

So when he sees her like this, with her face towards the window gazing at the water droplets that race to the end of window. He smiles. It was a habit of hers that hasn’t changed, and he liked that.

He could watch Ana’s back all day. Well, he could watch her all day. The world seems to get a little quiet when his eyes were set on her. So quiet in fact, he couldn’t even hear Pharah sneaking up on him.

❛ Seeing you two yearn for each other like this kills me inside ❜ She whispers softly, a warm palm squeezes the elders shoulder. It’s comforting in a way, maybe he did need that.

❛ Take her to Hawaii. She’s been talking about it for the longest, you guys can finally go dancing. ❜ A short scoff of disbelief escapes Reinhardt’s scarred lips. As if to say, what Hawaii? Pshh…

The familiar sound of Reinhardt causes Ana to snap out of her trance, weary hues would set their gaze on her daughter and beloved companion. A sweet smile creeps onto her lips.

❛ Gossiping about me I see? ❜ Pharah takes this as a queue to take her leave, she throws an expectant gaze towards Reinhardt and gives her goodbyes to each of them. ❛ Ah, no… She mentioned something about… Hawaii. ❜

Ana could only chuckle lowly. Pharah was a smart girl, she knew. That was her daughter after all… and she was a persistent one. Stubborn even. And she could practically sense the matter of the conversation that conspired between the two. So she nods on, expecting more from him, a better explanation even.

But he doesn’t, instead… he grabs a hold of her palms. A stark contrast to his, mind you, Ana’s complexion was olive, scattered with some freckles from this summer. Smooth, so smooth. Her hands practically dwarfed his.

While his hands engulfed hers, pale (although a bit tanner from the summer.) Weather—beaten and calloused from the elements, as well as his vigorous workout routine. And much more rough.

Despite these differences, they fit like a puzzle piece. Reinhardt takes the lead, a palm cradles the small of her back. Swaying in unison, ❛ It’s not Hawaii— but it is a dance… I— ❜ She shushes him before he can even continue. ❛ This is just perfect. We’ll make do, we always have. Always will. ❜

And she’s right, she knows it and he knows it.

So they dance that whole day, their music is the rain. The rain that patters against smooth glass. Nature paints a picture of them, against the water colored aquamarines, the muted greys and the blotted turquoises.

Dark storm clouds begin to roll in, filling their music with the low howl of wind with the reverberation of thunder. The sound of Reinhardt’s heart keeps her at bay, their breath mingles together… it’s beginning to feel like the night in Gibraltar, in the command center.

Maybe he was right, maybe they were still foolish. Because the way Ana’s chest beats in her chest feels foolish, the way they spare each other longing glances felt foolish. Yet, they still dance.

Farah watches from afar, she snaps a quick picture. Something to show her mother later on of course, she would love it.

[zaryaismywifey]

Valentine's Day Special - Zarya x Reader (Female) [Soft Angst]

A/N:

I've not proofread this, but I wanted to post a little something something. It has a little angst. Not too much, but felt like writing a tenser story, but there are lots of romantic and (somewhat) cute moments! Let me know if you'd also like to see some pure fluff posted later today.

Happy Valentine's Day my loves <3

-=+=-

You sit down on the couch with your eyes glued to the television. A movie plays. It is such a boring movie that you couldn’t describe the plot even if you tried to. You sink further into the couch. You’d been sitting there pretty much the entire day. A light sigh leaves your throat as the movie comes to its conclusion. You reach onto your coffee table for your cellphone after hearing a notification.

The notification label reads ‘10 Missed Calls From Zarya’. Your ex-girlfriend that you couldn’t bring it upon yourself to block. There’s even more notifications from messages. You haven’t opened them as yet. 

You decide to open Instagram, and have a scrolling session. Posts of your friends and their valentines flood your feed. It causes you to nearly fling your cellphone across the room.

You stop yourself after scrolling across a post from Zarya. It is a picture of her post-workout at the gym. She’s drenched in sweat, dressed in a black tanktop and sitting one on of the weight-lifting benches. The caption reads, ‘I can bench press more than you.’

Your finger accidentally lands on her profile picture, and it opens up her story post. It’s a post-workout mirror selfie. She just a sports bra on and a towel draped on her shoulders. She’s smiling on the picture. Probably so proud from all the progress that she’s been making.  It’s so cute that you find yourself smiling too.

Shit. 

You decide to just turn your phone off. Immediately regretting touching social media. Just as you were about to tune back into whatever was playing on the television, you hear a knock on the front door. It’s on the firmer side, so you immediately know who it is. 

Standing up, and wrapping your blanket around yourself, you look to the door. Okay. It shouldn’t be hard to tell her off once and for all, so that she could finally be out of your life. Your heart beat picks up as you get closer and closer to the door. Finally, you open the door.

Zarya stands, holding probably one of the biggest Valentine’s Day baskets you’ve ever seen. Her eyes widen and her face completely lights up when she sees you. She sets the basket down. 

“Hello, maly-” She stops herself mid-sentence. “Sorry.” 

She’s not her usual, confident self. She seems a lot more emotionally vulnurable. Her eyes meet yours for just a moment, and your heart skips a beat. 

Unsure of what to say, you greet her with silence. She softens even more.

“Is there… something you need?” You ask her, starring down at the floor. You can’t look at her.

“May I enter?” She asks.

“Okay,” You answer without thinking. 

You clear the doorway. Zarya picks up the huge basket. She has to turn side-ways and manuver it carefully to actually get it in.

Your apartment is a little messier than usual. There’s a bit of out-of-place clothes and books all scattered about. You clear some space on the couch for the both of you.

There’s some silence between the two of you again. Zarya decides to break it.

“I didn’t mean to show up unnaccounced. I want to give you your space… and I will.  I want you to please give me a chance to apologize,” Zarya starts. 

Her eyes look around the room, as if she’s looking for her words. 

“You’re going to find a way to justify cheating?” You ask her. “Go right ahead. I would love to hear your excuses.”

“No. No, of course not,” Zarya immediately shakes her head. 

“Then what did you come here to say? What have you been fucking non-stop calling me for? That you’re sorry? You told me the day that I caught you.”

“ I came to say that  it was wrong of me. Horrible. One of the worst things I could have done to you and I still do not forgive myself for it. It does not matter how drunk I was, it should not have happened.” Zarya explains. Her words come out firmly, as if she’s went over them in her head.

You feel a growing pain at the back of your throat. Your eyes close shut for a few moments. It is hard to keep them open. You look away. Then you let out the words, “You really hurt me.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N.” 

Zarya slowly raises her arm, as if she wants to place it on my shoulder, but she stops herself. Tears now streaming down her face, she looks to the door. It was probably the first time you’ve seen her this upset. 

“I’m so sorry, solnyshko,” She continues. “I hope that you accept this gift, and I promise that I will never contact you again.”

Zarya hands you the basket. It’s so heavy that you nearly dropped it and stuffed to the brink with your favorite candies and assorted valentine’s related items. 

You nod, setting the basket down by your feet. Zarya stands. She takes a deep breath, and makes her way back to my front door.

 “That gift doesn’t make up for things, I know, but I didn’t want you to have a horrible holiday on my behalf.”

Halfway through her opening the door, you call out to her. “Wait, one second.”

She stops immediately, quite taken aback. “Yes?”

“You left this,” You inform her, swiftly getting up and attempting to pick up one of the

weights she’d left behind from last week. The thing is small, but incredibly heavy. You struggle to pick it up. Zarya walks up to you.

“Don’t worry, I don’t want you to hurt yourself. I’ve got it,” She reassuures, picking it up easily. For a moment, her hand touches yours. 

“Also…I appreciate the gift,” You affirm, almost out of nowhere.

“Understood, I’m so happy to hear that,” Zarya nods, a smile playing on her lips.

As much as you couldn’t forgive her, you couldn’t help but reach out and hold her free hand. Your fingertips connect, and you look up at her. Her eyes connect with yours and you exchange another moment of silence. Zarya sets down the weight and wraps her arms around

you, pulling you into a soft, gentle embrace. You melt into her touch. A feeling you’ve longed for since the last time you’ve seen her. You wipe away at her tears, and getting up on your tippy toes, without thinking, your lips crash into hers. For a moment, I feel her kiss me back, but then she pulls away. 

Shocked, but still looking into your eyes, she asks “Milashka. Are you sure?”

“I… don’t know. Please don’t leave me alone right now. Please don’t go. Fuck- I missed you so fucking much. Your stupid fucking face,” You start, but your promptly caught off by Zarya kissing you. It is a gentle kiss. More gentle than it has even been.

 Zarya picks you up, bridal style, and sets you down on the couch. She straddles you. Your breathing picks up. You lean up, pulling her into another kiss. It’s sloppy. Messy. Desperate. It feels as if it lasts forever. Then, both of you find yourselves catching a breath and looking into each other’s eyes. 

“Let me know. Okay? I'll stay here as long as you want to me.” Zarya breathes out raspily. She places her hand on your cheek, circling it with her thumb. Her thumb grazes your bottom lip. You both kiss once more before she sits up.

You sit up, leaning on her arm. She looks at the television.

"Okay," You nod. Her face lights up and she smiles widely.

[prettymuchpotter]

Fanfic Requests: Open!

My fanfic requests are open! I write for many fandoms, and am comfortable writing SFW and NSFW. Please read this before sending in a request, as I do have some requirements/preferences when writing. Here is a masterlist of what I've already written, and it will be continually updated until stated otherwise. List of fandoms I write for and request preferences below the cut.

Fandoms:

Resident Evil [both the games and the CGI movies]

Toontown [Online, Rewritten, Corporate Clash]

Baldur's Gate [2 and 3]

Call of Duty [Modern Warfare 2 and 3]

Dead by Daylight

Outlast [entire series, excluding Outlast Trials]

Nancy Drew [games and classic book series]

Harry Potter*

Criminal Minds

Northern Exposure

A Series of Unfortunate Events

Grey's Anatomy

Overwatch

I can write for any character and pairing in these fandoms, and I'm open to writing x reader and x OC as well. These are all fandoms I've been in for a while and am most comfortable with, however I've dipped my toes into other fandoms throughout the years, so even if the fandom isn't on this list, it's totally okay to send an ask to see if I'll write for it. [* Harry Potter is no longer my main fandom due to JKR's treatment of trans women and her disgraceful way of targeting and attacking individuals who call her out, but I will still write for Harry Potter. It was my hyperfixation for seven years, and despite how I feel about JKR, I still enjoy the Harry Potter universe and have ideas for things I want to write for it. Requests sent for Harry Potter fics will be moved behind any other fandom requests, simply due to wanting to continue to have some distance between myself and the bulk of the fandom (if that makes sense?)]

Important information to read before sending a request:

When sending a request, please try to be as detailed as possible! You have the idea in your head, and I'll write it, but I want to make sure I include everything you want so that means I need to know all the cool ideas you have.

Anonymous requests are fine. However, if you're requesting NSFW, please do not submit the request as an anon, because I need to verify that the request is coming from an adult. If I receive anonymous requests for NSFW fics, they will be ignored.

On the topic of NSFW, please do not request NSFW of minor characters. This shouldn't even have to be said, but I will not write it.

I'm perfectly fine with writing angst and dark topics. They will all be tagged accordingly when posted. If I miss a tag/forget to flag something triggering, please let me know!

Requests to write x reader and x OC are perfectly fine. If you're requesting x reader, please be as specific as possible when sending your request when it comes to how you envision the reader in the fic. I understand the frustration of never finding a reader insert fic that resonates with who you are, so I never want to be that writer that doesn't include every kind of person in their reader insert fics.

Request all kinds of things! Any ship you can think of! Any plot you want! Most fics will be oneshots for the sake of being efficient, but some plots that grab me will be series.

My requests will be open for an indefinite period of time. Please be mindful that I have mental and physical health issues that may limit the speed at which I get to your request, but I'll do my best to get to everything as quickly as possible. Crackfics will remain on this site only, but serious fics will be crossposted to AO3 and Wattpad (prettymuchpotter on both of them).

[lupusmaxima]

i just finished a 120k-word fic and i'm actually in tears. i've been reading it over the course of the day and just finished the most recent chapter about 5 minutes ago, and i seriously am just laying on my bed taking it in.

i have no idea what to do with myself now that i have to wait for another chapter. like, i was SO lost in that world, it's hard to imagine that these characters exist outside of it.

[patchy-cupid]

pspsps ouihaw enjoyers come get your juice !!

ive been working very hard on this fic and i want to share it with everyone <3 boosting is much appreciated, please please read this !!

its called Losing My Perfection With You (I Wouldn’t Have it Any Other Way) and itsss jgrghrr i tried very hard

[emperorsfoot]

To avoid the Vishkra Corporation, Lifeweaver must take a detour through Eternia. There he finds someone in need of healing.

 My deepest apologies to the Overwatch fandom. I have never played an Overwatch game in my life and I know nothing about it. But a gif set of Lifeweaver crossed my Tumblr dash yesterday and I immediately fell in love with him! I've made plans to play Overwatch this weekend on my friend's game system. But until then, I am utterly ignorant of everything other than what is stated on Lifeweaver's wiki-page. But I just had to write this fic right the fuck now because that beautiful flower man got me acting... unwise.

To all my beloved Master of the Universe readers, I love you! This fic pulls from the Kevin Smith Revelation continuity of Masters of the Universe. I did not like how Beastman's character arc left him. He was done dirty. Beastman needs some good feelings and love!

[beastweaver]

Please, I am begging the Lifeweaver fandom, may I please have some Lifeweaver/OC fan fics that are NOT /Reader fics.

I just wanna read a really indulgent fic where Lifeweaver falls in love with somebody's highly specific and niche original character that is that character and not the reader.

I don't want to date Lifeweaver.

I want to read about Lifeweaver falling in love with someone (or multiple someones).

[acradelius]

OVERWATCH - "ROADHOG" MASTERLIST

Amongst this masterlist you’ll be able to find the links to any content that features “Roadhog”. If you’re looking for specific rated content, then please refer to the “Citrus System” below. (The banner(s) were created by me, though I had some assistance from a friend who prefers to remain anonymous. If you see anyone else using these banners, please let me know. Thank you.)

Content for the character is categorized by what’s known as the “Citrus System”. There are three different categories that I use from the system: Orange, Lime, and then Lemon. Below are more detailed meanings of each category.  Orange [🟠] - The content’s rating is considered “PG/G”.  Lime [🟢] - The content’s rating is considered “PG-13”.  Lemon [🟡] - The content’s rating is considered “R/NC-17”.

「ORANGE [🟠] CONTENT」

➺ "Three Plus Three Is.. A Lot!" Poly! Parents! Roadhog/Junkrat x Parent! Reader

「LIME [🟢] CONTENT」

➺ Nothing at the moment.

「LEMON [🟡] CONTENT」

➺ "Squirt For Me~" - Roadhog x Reader

➺ "Please, Breed Me!~" - Poly! Roadhog/Junkrat x Reader

➺ "You're Absolutely Beautiful~" Poly! Roadhog/Junkrat x Reader

➺ "Suprise, Little Piggy~" - Roadhog x Reader

➺ "Oo, Kinky~" - Roadhog Kink Headcanons (x Reader mentions)

➺ "Cockwarming~" - Roadhog x Reader

➺ "Daddy?~ Sorry~" - Roadhog x Reader

➺ "Sex and Booze~" - Poly! Roadog/Junkrat x Stripper! Reader

➺ "There's Three In Our Tango~" - Poly! Roadhog/Junkrat x Reader

[lazyninjaphilosopher]

Ahem. I’m looking for a story. I believe it was posted to ao3, and either I forgot to bookmark it and lost it in the thousands of other stories in the category or it was deleted. (Fingers crossed for the former.) So, it’s an Overwatch story, Reaper76, maybe modern(ish) day? I’m like ninety percent sure it starts with Gabe breaking into a (blind) Jack’s apartment, and Jack had just moved there? Uh, Gabe is hurt and Jack helps him, and they get to know each other from there. Gabe introduces Jack to his family. I know McCree(/Cassidy) comes in at some point, and Sombra is there. And Jack was dishonorably? discharged, and Mercy and Winston (and Tracer?) we’re trying to help from the inside, and Sombra goes off the grid to dig up the details of the mission that more or less ruined Jack. Um, and I know there was a scene where Gabe got so pissed he attacked Jack and McCree took Jack with him and left and I hope this isn’t too discombobulated for someone to help me. 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

[banana-nut-slug]

Started something: one shot, Queen x ram, inspired by @randgrrris ‘s art of the two of them in formal clothing. She’s a wonderful artist, I’d check her out!!

Link to her Twitter

https://x.com/strstyler?s=21&t=1wJ60cSyVyjEu7c4cVSczA