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Your daily commute home from work is interrupted when a bomb-toting foreigner sweeps you off your feet.
Or, more accurately, blows you off your feet.
***currently on hiatus***
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Jamison Fawkes and the Irradiated Pixies by Powerpuffgoil
Fandoms: Overwatch (Video Game)
26 Dec 2024
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Junkrat’s life of takes an unexpected turn when a drunken karaoke performance lands him an opportunity to front a punk band in Junkertown.
The man is no stranger to theatrics, but what could happen if he had a real audience for once?
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He stared down at this mad little thing before him, this wretched man that had defied death so many times, surviving against all odds despite losing two limbs and half a mind. At Junkrat, who painted little grinning faces on his grenades. Who looked up at Roadhog with a beaming smile when he thought he’d done something right. Who had slowly edged his tattered bedroll closer to Roadhog's, night after night, thinking the big man wouldn't notice.
It was such a fucking waste.
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29 Oct 2024
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Dr Jameson Junkenstein was an enigmatic individual. Haunted by phantoms of the past he suffers. However, their is one thing in the good doctor's life that was constant, revenge. But somewhere deep within the recesses of his mind was the warmth of a woman.
an x reader y/n format not used.
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29 Oct 2024
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A quiet Junkrat is not a good Junkrat.
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"He mostly moves you around at night; this is how it starts, and at first you aren’t worried at all. Through the pervasive smell of burlap, beneath the rag stuffed into your mouth (reeking of gasoline) you’d swear the air tasted different. "
A grossly self indulgent reader insert fix for my favorite pair of criminals from 'straya.
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19 May 2024
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"I'd sell your heart to the junk-man baby for a buck, for a buck!
If you're looking for someone to pull you out of that ditch you're out of luck, you're out of luck,The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the one's left in charge?
Killers, thieves and Lawyers
God's away, God's away, God's away
On business, business"Bookmarked by Powerpuffgoil
19 May 2024