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Reiner Braun X Fem!Reader

Hands Up Pt. 4 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

Summary: After hearing some shocking announcements, someone pays you a visit ₊ ⊹

Warnings: Mentions of death ₊ ⊹

Reiner hated these meetings, he always did. Listening to commander Erwin go on and on about a mission, titans, etc, truly bored the man. Contrarily, Reiner still listened; Since vital information could always be useful for survival. He reminded himself to stay strong. It was his duty as a warrior, after all.

Though, this time, the situation at play seemed to interest him more than usual. There was a festival in town, causing the military police’s hands to be full. It just happened that a new criminal underground organization popped up on the military radar.

“They have been known to illegally ship goods, say- well- ODM gear, drugs, weapons, to the underground.”

Erwin explained, a bit less confidently then if he had to go on about formations. This time, it was the scouts who would have to apprehend them; to deal with the situation until the military police could swoop in.

Some hated it. I mean, you can’t blame them, the scouts were for killing beasts… not for catching lousy criminals. Though, Reiner liked it. Or, at least thought it was interesting enough.

“C’mon, a change of game can’t hurt y’a, Bert.”

Reiner whispered the Bertholdt, who was sitting beside him. The playful nudge caused Bert to look at him with a somewhat annoyed expression. Both of the warriors attentions were quickly brought back to reality as Erwin started on with something new.

“We have gathered here a list of the many criminals affiliated with this crime circle. If you know any, please come see me in my office immediately after. Our priority is to safely apprehend these individuals, not to torment them.”

Reiner leaned forward in his chair, curiosity peaked.

“Hana Kings…”

He went on.

“Kiyoshi Mat…”

Reiner swallowed.

“Y/N…”

His heart dropped, and he swear time just froze. A part of him knew it was coming, or at least that the likely hood of this was high. Though, apart of him didn’t want to believe it. He liked you, after all. Ever since your romantic encounter by the river-bend a couple days back, he couldn’t get the taste of your lips out of his mind. His mind immediately raced with thought, wondering if this forbidden love was really worth it.

It seemed that it would never stop, your tears, that was. You used to love crying, in all honesty. It was a nice feeling to get it out of your system.

But after what happened, god, you never thought you could cry this much in an hour. Hell, in 10 minutes. You had been sobbing on your bathroom floor for what felt like a good couple hours, days, even. You just wanted someone, anyone to come here. You needed help.

Then, like god was listening to your prayers, a knock appeared at the door. You realized you were either cursed with bad luck, or you had won the fucking jackpot. You quickly stood up, shakily wiping your tears. You took a look in the mirror, lip quivering.

You practically gave up at this point. You had no motivation. You reluctantly walked over to the door and opened it. Your heart skipped a beat.

“Y/N…”

Reiner says with a frown of his own. Your eyes widened a bit, as your thumbs fidgeted nervously. Though, in all truth, you were beyond exited he was here.

“Reiner…”

You hold your breath.

“Are you okay?”

He asks sympathetically, genuinely. You avert your gaze to the floor.

“Yeah- Sorry- Is- there anything you needed?”

You innocently hum back, trying to pretend like you didn’t just have the worst day of your life. Little did you know, the news he was about to share wouldn’t help.

“Can I come in? We gotta talk.”

Reiner asks sternly, hands in his pockets. You quickly nod and open up the door wider as he steps inside. You tried to keep your apartment clean; He observed the neat decorations and tidy atmosphere. You watch him, before he turned around.

“Look- I- I can see you’ve had a rough day. But- I have some bad news…”

He frowns at you, as your breath gets choked in your throat. You felt like you were sweating buckets at this point, anticipating whatever was to come.

“What is it?”

He furrows his brows.

“Listen- My- Uh- My commander, Erwin, showed us a list of criminals affiliated with this underground crime ring. You… your name was on there…”

You didn’t know what to say, what to do. You felt like you were back at that first encounter, being held at gunpoint. Tears fell from your eyes more without even realizing it. Reiner’s heart broke for you as he took a step closer.

“I’m so sorry- I’m- im not gonna report you, Y/N. I really like you, I really do. I would never.”

He says as your little tears turn into louder sobs. You felt so embarrassed and ashamed. Reiner senses your pain and goes to hug you. His warm, muscly embrace felt so comforting.

“It’s okay, hun… I’m here. I’ve got you.”

His borderline praise encouraged you to sob into his shirt even more, which you did.

At one end, you were petrified. Scared out of your mind already that the military would come and throw you in some shitty jail cell for the rest of your years. On the other hand side, of course you felt relived. You trusted Reiner, and he trusted you too.

“I’m so sorry… I’ll be with with you, okay? I’ll help you, I want to help you Y/N.”

You tug on the back of his shirt a bit, eliciting a shameful blush out of Reiner. He hated seeing you upset, but underneath him, like this…? God.

“I’m sorry-”

You sob more, as he bites his lip, pondering how to properly handle a situation like this. It was tough. He could either trust the law, and report you to Erwin. Or, trust his heart, and have some confidence in the prettiest girl he’s ever met.

“I’ve got you. Shhh.”

Reiner magically made your tears disappear, as you whimpered out little choked sobs now, which were absorbing into the fabric of his shirt.

Reiner gently lifted up your face, cupping your jaw with both of his large hands. He caressed your cheek with his thumb, as you felt your heart melt at the pure kindness and affection he was showing in this dire moment. You needed him.

“What happened before I came?”

He questioned you, hoping to help you in any way he could, even if it meant just listening. You sniffle.

“My- My grandmother… she passed away.”

You admit almost shamefully, knowing her death would rot your brain for eternity. After all, she was all you had left. You blamed yourself. Almost too much.

“Oh. Im so sorry…”

Reiner didn’t know what he was expecting, in all honesty. He gently rubbed your shoulders as he looked down at you, observing your messy hair, puffy red cheeks, and quivering lip.

“Reiner… I- That money, that I was getting for those documents, they were for her. Her medication.”

As you explained your previous actions, Reiner’s heart just broke further as he listened to your desprate sobs. He couldn’t even imagine how you felt, and all he wanted to do was to make you feel better.

“Y/N… My poor girl. I’m so sorry.”

He hugs you once more, as you let out a few more tiny sobs into his figure. You wanted him to stay his time.

“Please, stay. I need you.”

Reiner frowned and held you tighter.

“Of course.”

He let go of the hug, still rubbing your hands. Reiner leaned down and kissed your cheek affectionately, just like the night before.

“C’mon. Let’s head to bed, yeah?”

He encouraged, as you led him to your room. It smelled just like you… he thought.

You shakily climb into your bed as Reiner does the same. You didn’t have the motivation or even energy to get changed. You just wanted to lie here with him. Instinctively, you curled up, as he pressed you close into his chest. He hated seeing you like this, but he wasn’t complaining either. He just wanted to hold you. Reiner kissed the top of your forehead, and gently rubbed circles into your back, trying his best to distract you.

“I’ve got you, hun. I’m right here.”

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Reiner Braun X Fem!Reader

Hands Up Pt. 3 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

Summary: Reiner gets an interesting letter, deciding to go through with the invitation ₊ ⊹

Warnings: Very slight nsfw stuff ₊ ⊹

The breeze was unusually cold this evening, causing Reiner’s skin to be plastered in goosebumps. His teeth chattered as he picked up one of the large crates. The task on its own was easy for a man of his strength, yet the unusual weather made it a bit more challenging. He bit the inside of his cheek before finally setting the large box down, all that relived tension feeling like a nice pat on the back.

He looked around at the rest of the scouts, observing kindly the friends he’d made. For just a moment, he thought back to you. He didn’t know why he would, it just happened, almost like he was hoping to spot you amongst the soldiers. He shook the unusual thought and wiped his hands, walking back to pick up the next large crate.

“Reiner.”

He heard a stern voice from behind him, one he didn’t quite recognize. He quickly turned, standing still in the soldier position. It was a higher-ranking officer, yet he couldn’t remeber their name.

The man seemed to be holding… a letter? Reiner’s brows furrowed in confusion, mind wondering with all sorts of possibilities for what this could be about.

“Sir.”

The higher up extended his arm out, offering for Reiner to take the envelope.

“A letter, for you. Not sure from who tho, we just got it earlier today.”

He explains, though this just raised even more questions in Reiner’s mind, almost worrying him a bit. He reluctantly grabbed the envelope; It wasn’t marked with any name, just saying ‘TO REINER’

Reiner looked back up to thank the soldier, yet he was already walking off, not seeming to care in the slightest. Almost excitedly, Reiner opened the letter like a kid on Christmas, though a chilling nervousness plagued the back of his mind.

Dear Reiner . . .

I couldn’t help but find your demeanour and kind personality charming, notably during our last encounter. I can’t thank you enough for sparing my life, along with the walk home. From the times i’ve spent with you, I can tell you’re a kind man. If you would ever like to meet up: Please come see me at the old tree in Trost, near the church, tomorrow at 8:00. I hope you are doing okay. Thank you.

- Love, Y/N. ♡

Reiner just stared at the writing for what felt like a minute, his heart racing in his chest. He almost didn’t belive it, a part of him wanting to underhype the excitement just in case it was a prank.

Though, he knew it was true. The wording, handwriting, it all looked genuine. It looked like it was really you who wrote it. Reiner quickly folded up the letter, stuffing it in his back pocket. He smiled.

5 minutes. Though, it felt like 20.

You patiently awaited for Reiner, conflicted thoughts and a nervous thumping in your chest. You hated this part. After all, you weren’t even certain if he was going to show up here at all. You were either right on the money, or completely missing the shot.

You fiddled with your thumbs once more, hoping the mere simple action would distract your mind like it had before. This was painful, almost. Each passing second felt like you were more and more idiotic for trusting him. 10 minutes.

“Y/N?” A familiar voice called out from behind the tree.

You almost flinched, yet your heart quickly melted as you saw Reiner standing there, a bouquet of flowers in hands and a genuine expression.

“Reiner… you came!”

You excitedly say, as he takes a seat next to you. The spot you had chosen was very dear to you, a breezy tree atop a hill. It gave you a very nice view of the town, along with the river side.

“Of course I did.” He smiles with a cocky expression.

Reiner hands you the bouquet, a small aray of what look likes violets, tulips, and lavenders. You instinctively smelt it, making Reiner grin at your pureness.

“God, these are beautiful, thank you!”

You pulled out your face from the bouquet and smiled once more, a million thoughts running through your head. Though, now that he was here, you couldn’t help but hypothesize on how this night could play out.

“Oh, no worries. A girl as pretty as you deserves ‘em”

He knew what he was doing. Your face immediately lights up red.

“Hey, no need to get all flustered. Just speaking the truth. Also, sorry I was late.”

You look at Reiner reassuringly as he expresses his concern. The evening breeze highlighted your face as you looked at him with such admiration, glistening eyes, parted lips, and a soft grip on the bouquet.

Reiner nearly couldn’t handle it. Even just sitting there, you looked so gorgeous in his eyes.

“Oh, it’s okay. I’m just glad you’re here.”

His heart breaks once more as you reveal your kindness without even trying.

“Would you like to walk around town?”

You ask, nervously awaiting his opinion on the matter.

“Of course. I’d love that.”

You smile even more that you ever have, cheeks completely flushed now. There was no turning back, and that was for the better. Reiner quickly stands up, offering you his hand to take.

His ears get a bit more red as your warm hand gently slides into his. Your skin was so soft, so delicate… He just wanted to protect you, an urge he couldn’t explain. As you both stand up, Reiner cocks his head slightly, indicating you to follow him. Without hesitation, you quickly scurry over to his side, the beautiful bouquet still in hands.

And just like that, the moon was up. It alongside the stars were the only observable thing in the night sky. It was beautiful. The moonlight shined onto your face as Reiner admired your features. You two had spent the night talking, learning more about each-other, and laughing all around town. It had gone by so fast, yet you didn’t want to go. Not yet.

He had revealed some more to you about his character to you. He discussed his affiliation with the scouts, his friends, comrades, missions, and more. Almost everything about him made you fall for him harder.

As for you, you hadn’t meantioned a lot about your affiliation with the various criminals. You felt ashamed, after all. You wanted this to be a distraction from that, and Reiner understands.

“This was really nice, Y/N.”

He adds as you both slowly stop walking. It was time to split ways for the night. You two were stood on the edge of the river bend. The water flowing made for the perfect relaxing ambience.

“It’s my pleasure, really.”

You two smiled, gazing into each-other’s eyes.

“Hey, I- Uhh… I really like you.”

Reiner states almost nervously.

“I like you too, Reiner.”

You looked up at him, innocently flushed. He watched with admiration. He really meant what he was saying, and he was hooping you did too.

There was a silence. Not an awkward one, though. A comfortable silence. You weren’t even aware till now, but both of your faces were slowly inching towards each-other. He stared at you with a half open jaw, as your eyes fluttered.

He breathed in hard before risking it all. Reiner cupped your jaw with one of his muscly hands, softly bringing your face towards his. You two share a slow, passionate kiss, almost desperately. Your heart thumped in your chest once more as your hands gently rested on his abdomen. Reiner’s muscles retracted in pleasure, he was getting too lost in the moment.

And just like that you pulled back, a breath choked. You stared at eachother as some underlying tention finally got released. You hadn’t known what had just happened, but weren’t complaining in the slightest.

Reiner suddenly takes your hands in his.

“How about I send you another letter, yeah? I want to see you again.”

You smile and nod.

“I- Yes. Okay.”

Reiner leans in once more and gently kisses your cheek. It all happened so fast, every movement, every syllable, you didn’t have time to process what all this meant.

“Take care of yourself for me, okay?”

You nodded. He pulled back and smiled one last time before walking off, as you did the same.

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Reiner Braun X Fem!Reader

Hands Up Pt. 2 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

Summary: An evening in the town changed into something different when someone spots you ₊ ⊹

Warnings: None! ₊ ⊹

Spending time alone, outside, was always something you cherished. Being able to just enjoy nature without having to worry about anything else was rare for you. Even though you did love to observe the scenery; going on strolls in the forest, swims in the lake, etc; Today you had decided to wander in the market.

You walked through the streets of Trost, smiling at mothers and kids when they walked by, smelling the delicious foods and goods merchants were selling. You looked up at the sky; admiring the orange coloured clouds as your mind wondered with thought.

You couldn’t help but keep thinking back to your old mission, to Reiner. It was scary, of course, but you were still mad at yourself that you didn’t retrieve the files. Though you knew it would’ve been hard to without putting up a damn good fight. Even from that short time you saw him, you knew Reiner could easily overpower you.

You kept imagining different ways it could have played out, different methods you could have used to trick him. You came to the conclusion that it was just unfortunate… all of it. That you happened to come a little later. That you happened to not bring a weapon. You sighed. It was still such a bummer, you needed that money. It wasn’t for drugs or fancy clothes, rather just to support your family.

Suddenly, you got a tap on your shoulder.

You instinctively flinched a bit, not predicting anyone would have come up to talk to you. You quickly turned around and saw him; Reiner. Your face immediately dropped in shock, eyes widened and brows furrowed.

“Reiner…”

You didn’t know what to say or do. You couldn’t quite read the expression on his face, either. You knew he was a scout because of his uniform, so then was this it? Was he going to arrest you? Did you need to run? With everything on your mind, conflicted thoughts and an indecisive brain caused you to take a couple steps back.

“Hey, easy, easy. I’m not here to get you in trouble, or anything.”

Your shoulders immediately relaxed and you took another step forward, closing the distance.

“Oh- Sorry, you scared me”

You nervously chuckle, still unsure of how this was all going to play out.

“I was just heading back, but then spotted you. Figured I’d come say hello”

You relax even more as his gentle words soothe your anxiety. Even though you hadn’t met on the best terms; you prayed to god that you two could become closer.

In full honesty; You liked Reiner. He was just a sweet dude, his charming attitude couldn’t help but make you feel at ease, even in the most dire of situations. You smiled.

“That’s nice… How are you doing?” You asked him innocently.

He was relieved, happy to have not freaked you out too much.

“Good, you? Holding up ok after that? Hopefully I didn’t scare you too much.”

You playfully chuckled back as you and Reiner begun to walk side by side.

“Oh- No, Im all good. You were just doing your duty, after all.”

He smiles, looking down at you.

“Sooo, what are you doing out here?”

You look back up, thinking for a moment. It felt nice to talk to him like this normally. You didn’t have too many friends, didn’t know too many people that would strike up a conversation like this.

“Just came on a walk, nothing special. I was planning on heading back too-”

He looked away, contemplating wether or not to say it. A blush so faint it wasn’t noticeable appeared on his cheeks.

“Care if I walk you home?”

Reiner says so sweetly, so casually that you couldn’t tell if he was flirting, or just being a gentleman like always.

“Sure… I’d love that.”

You continued to walk for another couple seconds in silence.

“So what’d you end up buying? Anything fancy?”

He asks, genuinely curious. One part of him wanting to know more about you, one part just wanting to hear that pretty voice of your’s once more.

“Well- I didn’t get anything, actually…”

You admit, aware you sound disappointing.

“Oh, really? Are you hungry? I could buy us food if you’d like.”

Oh god. You were staring to fall for him, you could feel it. You looked down and fiddled with your thumbs nervously.

“Well… sure, if it isn’t too much of a hassle”

He smiles once more and looks at you.

“Hey, don’t sweat it, s’my treat.”

You started to scan around the street. Since it was getting late, some people were starting to close, the lights in bars shutting off. Though, some merchants remained.

You now scouted out one to buy, not just to observe like earlier. Reiner also looked around, trying to figure out what little treat to buy the both of you.

“Here.”

He says bluntly, almost sternly as he walks over to one of the stalls. Without an ounce of hesitation, you follow him.

The merchant before your eyes was selling freshly picked fruit. Your mouth watered just looking at it, craving the array of neat sweets right in front of you. The merchant spotted you; a middle aged man with a kind smile.

“Oh, what can I get this lovely couple?”

Your face immediately turned red; starting to realize that this really did look like you two were on a date. Your mind flashed images of Reiner, picturing him as you boyfriend.

You were brought back to reality when Reiner looked down at you with an open jaw, like he was unable to speak as well. You could actually see the blush on his face this time, just causing the butterflies in your own stomach to flutter even more.

You could hear Reiner say something, but it just came out as an incoherent murmur for you. You were overwhelmed at just the slightest of situations. It was more funny than anything, really. You had committed numerous crimes before, of course guilt followed, but you never actually felt like this.

This was a new feeling… not of embarrassment, but of ecstasy.

You looked back around and realized Reiner had already payed, and was handing you a ripe, red apple. You could already feel how it tasted on your tongue, grabbing it quickly as he leads you back away.

Even though the interaction was short, it was sweet; The slightest compliment from a stranger could change your perception. You eagerly took a bite of the apple, instantly tasting its sweet juice.

“Good?”

You looked back up at him, apple in hand. Reiner had already taken a bite, and was silently chewing his slice.

“Wow… Thank You, yes, it’s good-”

You were so preoccupied with feelings that the words just splurged out into a panicked drabble. Reiner found your nervousness cute, noticing the blush on your face.

“So, how far do you live from here, by the way? I don’t mind walking, really”

He said, again like such a gentleman; His mother must have raised him so well, you thought. You had also forgotten why you were with him in the first place, it was just an escort, really. You checked around your surroundings once more; the streets were beginning to empty out.

“Oh- It’s not too far from here, not at all. Just around that corner.”

You said with a hint of relief in your voice, pointing with your free hand to the direction you were indicating.

“Goch’a”

Reiner said with a sly smile. As you walked side by side once more, you couldn’t help but take a step back from everything.

What was this, really? Just a kind act, or blatent flirting? Either way… He was a scout. Even being friends with someone affiliated with the military could be risky for you. After all; Crime was the life you had to resort too.

A wave of sadness hit you, knowing this could never work out.

“I dont live too far from here, either. Surprised I haven’t seen you around.”

He hums, almost trying to be oblivious to this whole thing. You looked up at him, taking another bite of the apple.

“Well… I’m around.”

You smile; leaving a vague tone in your voice. Reiner smirked once more.

“Hey, you’re with the scouts, right?”

You ask innocently, feeling comfortable yet nervous. You hadn’t even thought it over, if saying that was a good idea. After all, you had no idea if Reiner had ever reported the incident to his superiors. You eyed the ground anxiously as you awaited his reply.

“You’ve got a keen eye, pretty”

Your cheeks flush up with a bit more red; He was definitely trying to start something with you. You averted your gaze back to him, noticing the definite non-threatening expression that his face conveyed.

“Well… I had just recognized your uniform”

Reiner observed you intently, remarking your flushed cheeks and red ears. Again, he knew what he was doing, and knew that it was working. Simple words and nicknames with sensual undertones clearly got you worked up in some way.

You eventually realized it was your stop. You gradually started to slow your walking pace, Reiner looking up to see where you lived. It was an old, battered apartment complex. He couldn’t help but feel a bit sad for you, starting to catch onto your situation.

“Thank you for the walk, Reiner”

He blushed a bit as you adresses him by his name. You begun to walk backwards, smiling at him still as you kept eye contact.

“No problem, Y/N. Have a good night, I’ll see you around.”

He jokes, referring to your past conversation. You let out a little chuckle before waving goodbye, opening the door.

He stared at your figure, admiring your expressions and bodily language. He truly hoped that you would be the one he could call his one day.

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Reiner Braun X Fem!Reader

Hands Up Pt. 1 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

Summary: You get placed into a sticky situation, not having any other option but to surrender ₊ ⊹

Warnings: Violence… kinda? ₊ ⊹

Reiner crept down the dusty basement stairs, one step at a time. Despite their old fabrication, no creak was to be heard. Though, he reminded himself to be alert. Descending deeper with every second, he clutched onto his rifle firmly, his muscular hands clamping at the base. He didn’t want to do it, he had better ways to manage his time then to explore abandoned basements for so called ‘documents’. Though, Levi assured him they were vital. Being the top second graduating cadet of the 104th, Reiner didn’t have a chance to talk back.

Despite all this, being placed on a sort of solo mission did feel quite rewarding, and assured him that he was on the right track. Instructions were pretty straightforward; sneak into the basement, and retrieve the documents hidden in the back drawers.

Finally reaching the last step, he quickly scanned the place, and immediately spotted something. Apart from all the boxes, shelves, tables, dust, and equipment, there appeared to be a cloaked figure, searching through the back. Reiner’s eyes widened, was someone else really here…?

He hesitated for a moment, not even sure wether or not to approach. Reiner looked down and could feel his hands gripping the gun, reminding himself that at least he had some sort of self protection. He observed them intently, it looked like they didn’t have any weapons, at least not on hand. He took a step closer, narrowing his eyes as he carefully approached the hooded figure from behind, aiming his weapon.

He cocked the gun.

“Hands up. Don’t try anything.”

Reiner said sternly, pointing the gun at you from behind. He didn’t know if this was the right thing, but he had to make sure you weren’t too much of a threat.

You gulped as you heard him cock the gun, shutting your eyes in fear. Reluctantly, you slowly moved your hands up in the air.

“Turn around for me. Slowly.”

He stared you down, index finger close to the trigger in case you tried to make a move. Though, knowing yourself, you slowly turned around. The hood covering your head kept your face covered once more, you looked down at the floor in fear.

“Take off the hood.”

This was it. You either could choose to fail your own mission, or try and fight your way out of this. You only had one sensible option here. Without ever having too see his face, you could tell that the man towering over you was stronger. You had to comply.

“Do you wanna get shot? Take off the damn hood.”

He said, raising his voice slightly. Realizing you were wasting time, you quickly listened to his command, and removed the hood that covered your face.

Reiner’s eyes widened in surprise as he realized that you were a girl. He fully assumed that you were a man, and felt kind of bad internally for being harsh. Though, he still kept his gun raised, only lowering it slightly. He sighed.

You kept your gaze low, too nervous to look up at all. One wrong move, and it would be game over.

“What are you doing down here?”

He said, trying to hide the pity in his voice. He could tell that you were around his age, clearly going through something. But, until he interrogated you further, his guard remained up. After all, he hasn’t even heard you speak yet.

“Look, I didn’t mean to cause trouble- I was just looking for food”

You lie through your teeth, and he could tell.

“Bullshit.”

In truth, you were a terrible liar. You quickly gazed around; who in their right mind would look for food in a place like this? You thought. Though, you stayed collected, trying to stick onto the hoax until he forced it out of you.

“You were searching for something else, weren’t you?”

Reiner had dealt with liars before. He learnt to pick up the little clues; body expressions, facial expressions, eyes, tone of voice.

Along with that, he could sense something else in your eyes. A sort of desperation, almost like you were begging him to understand. All even before the words left your mouth.

“Please… don’t do this…”

You beg, hopping that he will have some sort of sympathy for you. Reiner started to catch on, he knew there was a bigger picture to all this. He remained determined, unknowingly lowering his gun a bit more as he heard you speak.

“You’re on thin ice, princess.”

You gulp once more, now looking at him.

“Listen, I-I-”

You were never prone to stuttering, ever. Even when you were nervous. Though now, you felt as though you couldn’t speak at all. You still weren’t 100% sure if this man was willing to spare you or not, his gaze was giving you a very mixed signal.

“What’s the matter? Worried you’ll say something you shouldn’t?”

He said in a condescending tone, trying to get the truth out of you. It clicked in your mind that there was no easier way out of this, as you stared at him with an open jaw.

You had to accept your fate; either physically or psychologically. Dealing with the consequences would come afterwards, now, your life was on the line.

“I- was sent here…”

You muttered out loud enough for him to hear, as your heart beat rapidly in your chest.

“See, that wasn’t so hard, was it? Now, don’t lie to me; by who?”

You bit your lip in anticipation and fear as he started to interrogate you. You knew it was coming, but felt so horrible. Like your whole world was falling apart. He lifted his gun up slightly more, examining you.

“I don’t have a name…”

You said quietly, knowing he wasn’t gonna accept your answer.

“You’re not getting out of this by playing dumb. Tell me the truth. Now.”

You knew this wasn’t going well for you. But, it was the truth, you didn’t know the man’s name. You shake your head in fear, trying to reassure him that you’re not lying.

“Look- I know he lives in one of those old apartments by the river- he’s tall, skinny, brown hair-”

You begged, trying to recall every small detail about him that you could remember. You looked back up at the gunman, that same desperation in your eyes even more apparent than it was before. He lifted his chin, relaxing his posture a bit.

“Go on.”

You paused.

“He- he sent me here to retrieve some documents for money…”

You said, slightly ashamed, still hoping that he would believe your story. After all; it was the truth. It was your only option.

Reiner’s eyes widened as he heard you speak. You had to be going after the same documents he was, there was no doubt about it.

“How much?”

You looked at him on the verge of tears.

“Just a hundred…”

You whispered out, averting your gaze to the floor once again. You were ashamed in yourself, embarrassed. You just wanted to run, to hide, to forget this ever happened.

As for Reiner, he could tell you felt bad about this. He still wasn’t sure if he could trust you, but in no doubt did he think you wanted to carry out this mission. It was evident you were regretful.

“One hundred? You risked your life for only one hundred bucks?”

He said in a more caring and compassionate tone then an angry one like before. Reiner lowered his gun, as you slowly started to lower your hands by your side. You couldn’t even look up at him again, too overwhelmed with emotion.

“Look- I was desperate, ok?”

You plead, as you come face to face with his eyes again. You realize that he looks more saddened now, like he’s starting to understand your situation. You felt a bit relived that at least he wasn’t going to threaten you anymore.

“You must be pretty damn desperate to come crawling down here.”

He says with a small smirk, clearly trying to ease up some of the tension here.

“Well, here's some advice. If you ever want to sneak into a secure site, you better put more thought into your plan."

You could tell that he was trying to make light of the situation, yet you still felt a bit ashamed about your actions. Though, in all, you were just relieved.

“What's your name, kid?”

You could help but smile a little.

“Like Im any older than you, but, Y/N…”

You say back in a friendly tone, happy that this man wasn’t going to make things harder for you. You played with your thumbs nervously.

“Reiner Braun.”

Reiner extends his hand out to you, trying to make amends for his aggression earlier. Your face lights up in surprise, this whole situation had took a drastic turn, for the better.

You reach out and shake his hand, feeling so incredibly thankful.

“Sorry for… this-”

You say as you two both pull back from the handshake, not really knowing what else you could say. He chuckles.

“It’s fine. Just be more careful next time. Okay? It could’ve gone south pretty damn quickly.”

He was speaking in a more softer tone now.

“Il see you around, Reiner. Thank you for… you know- not shooting me-”

You joke as you walk towards the exit, forgetting about your own mission on his warning.

“Heh. You’re welcome, Y/N.”

Reiner did find your positive attitude and overall looks charming. Though, he did feel kind of bad for thinking the girl he just held at gun-point was cute.

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Widowmaker X Fem!Reader

New Recruit Pt. 7 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Summary: As Sombra reveals some important information, someone overhears from a distance ₊ ⊹

Warnings: Very slight nsfw stuff ₊ ⊹

Flipping through the page of your book, the 3rd one you had gotten to be precise, you just could not concentrate. Your mind was too fixated on her, Amélie. Ever since your encounter last night, an odd sense of lust has plagued your day to day life. You were starting to go more crazy now that she wasn’t around, you felt so safe around her.

The thought of her laying on top of you flashed in your mind over and over, the way her lips felt on yours made your mouth water at the sensation. You squeezed your legs together, the scene replaying in your mind.

“I’m back, finally!” A voice you recognized called out, it was Sombra. You quickly turned around in your chair, trying to look as normal as possible.

“Did you miss me~?” She asked in a playful tone, sitting down on your bed. You smiled, bringing up your knees close to your chest.

“A bit to be honest, what’s up?” You asked.

“I needed to talk to you, Y/N” Sombra immediately switched the tone from happy to concerning. You were still shocked at how quick she could change up the atmosphere, wether for better or for worse. Now knowing this wasn’t going to be as wholesome as her last visit, you begun to be worried. You tilted your head to the side, indicating you were curious about what she had came here for.

“Listen, im really not supposed to say this, but I want to help you… help you escape.” You unintentionally gasped in response, leaning back a bit. Was this it? Was this when you got to go home?

“Really- How- What if they can hear us-?”

“Don’t worry, I disabled all of the cameras and audio equipment for the time being, they won’t know a thing.” Now slightly relived, you leaned back into your chair, bringing one of your hands to your cheek.

“Listen up. That stuff Moira has been giving you is a newly developed drug to turn people into salves- literally. I have seen it on other test subjects. They are going to brainwash you, Y/N” Your hand dropped down to your mouth. You couldn’t belive what you were hearing, and it just seemingly came out of nowhere. They weren’t just recruiting you, but you were being used as a test subject this whole time?

“How- How can I trust you?” You were terrified, not wanting to believe what she had to say. You felt like that substance would take full control any second now, you didn’t know what to do.

“What would I gain from lying to you? I already lost Sigma…, and I don’t want anyone else to suffer at the hands of Talon.” You felt as though she was telling the truth, the sincerity in her voice reminded you of Widow.

“Now listen, in a week or so, I bet you will start to feel the effects of it. You need to get out before they can take full control-”

A million thoughts raced through your head at once. You were already planning on escaping when the time was right, but if that drug Moira used on you was for brainwashing, who knows what you could become subjected too. You stared down at the ground, palms sweaty, mind racing.

“Moira is gonna send you out on a special mission just when the substance should start to kick in. I can disable your ear piece signal to make it seem like you’re dead, and in the meantime I could try to swap out that-” Sombras voice came to a halt when your door started to open. It felt like your heart had skipped a beat, literally. And a second later, she had disappeared, probably using her invisibility to sneak out, you thought. You quickly spun around on your chair, facing the door. To your relief, Widowmaker walked in. Your heart melted at the sight of her, she smiled.

“Salut… I don’t mean to barge in on you like this, but I was wondering if you wanted to train together like yesterday?” She asked with a delicate tone in her voice. Your guys’s moment got cut short last night when she had to run off for some meeting. You couldn’t help but wonder, was this her trying to flirt? Does she wanna kiss you again?

“I’d love that!”

“ARUGGH-” You screamed out painfully, landing on your back. She got you good, successfully taking you down twice in a row. Though nothing romantic has happened yet, you were still enjoying her company.

“Fuck- Amélie… you got me good” You said in a shaky breath as you slowly propped yourself up. She stood with her hands on her hips, smirking at the sight.

“Is it ok if we discuss something?” She said reluctantly out of no where, taking back her fighting stance.

“Sure, what is it?” You asked as you two stared to brawl again.

“Well… I heard your conversation with Sombra earlier today…” You took a step back and stopped completely, thinking this was it for you. You didn’t want to believe that what Sombra said was true, but if so, nobody else could know you had access to that sort of information.

“Act normal. They will suspect us.” She whispered into your ear, backing up and getting ready for another match.

You didn’t know what was coming. Would she report you to the guards, or take your stance in the matter? For now, you just had to wait and hear her out before all would be revealed. Yet, you couldn’t help but wonder if this would be the end for you. You threw a punch, a sloppy one at best, before Widowmaker dogged effortlessly.

“I can confirm that it’s true, I’ve heard upperranks discussing the liquid. I’m- nevermind, that’s not important- What Im trying to say is that I want to help.” A wave of relief overtook your body when she said that, yet the whole situation was still stressing you out. Not to mention, you were trying to dodge all of her attacks while processing everything at the same time.

“Please- Widow… Thank you. I Just want to get out of this place before it’s too late” You didn’t quite know what you were begging for.

“Don’t worry, I’ll discuss it with Sombra later. But before then, you just got to stay safe, d’accord?” You nod.

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Widowmaker X Fem!Reader

New Recruit Pt. 6 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Summary: While training, you and Widows conversation turns into something unexpected ₊ ⊹

Warnings: Suggestive content ₊ ⊹

"They are watching, don't do anything stupid when I leave." The guard said, shooting a cold stare at your direction before he exited the training area. Now, you were left alone, with only security cameras and training dummies to observe your every move. Naturally, escaping was the first thing that came to mind when you were left by yourself. But you figured that it would be too risky, considering your healing injury, the cameras, and more. You looked around the padded room, debating what to do now. After all, it was the first time you were left alone in here. Usually there were others training and or your guard positioned at the door. Though, you still felt like nothing changed. Talon is best at giving a false sense of security, and you were starting to catch on. The dummies positioned to the side of the room looked like they were staring directly into your soul, their lifeless eyes begging for something you couldn't quite put your finger on.

You walked over to one, observing the rubber doll. It resembled a girl, or at least that's what your mind pictured it as. Being stuck alone for so long, you knew that creating fake friends was something bound to happen. You pictured her with long, black hair, painted red nails, and dark brown eyes. Lacey, you named her.

"Sorry, Lacey."

You started to actually train, punching and kicking the doll. After a minute or so passed, you started regretting naming her to begin with. Your arms started to burn, not something uncommon, but then your stomach did. Your stab wound was healing faster than you expected, but that came at the cost of it aching more often than normally. You pulled back, placing your hand over the wound, sighing to yourself.

"Are you ok?" A familiar voice asked. You quickly turned around and were greeted by Widowmaker. She stood with one of her hands placed onto her hip, her hair in that signature braid, and of course, her yellow eyes gazing into yours. In contrast to your guys first encounter, you now really begun to admire Amélie. After that conversation with Sombra a couple of nights ago as well, you started to picture her in a whole different light.

"Oh, hey, yea Im fine, sorry-" You said in a hurry, slightly embarrassed for her to see you in this weak state. But again, you remembered when she helped you on that mission, and you begun to feel less tense, dropping your arms by your side.

"There is nothing to be sorry about, you are determined, training through the pain. I admire that."

"Thanks, Widow..." You said approaching her.

"I didn't mean to intrude, just came here to train on my own, what a pleasant suprise it is, seeing you here."

"You too, it gets lonely sometimes... You are very sweet."

You both smiled at each other, before beginning to walk back towards the dummies. Your injury started to feel a bit better, it now just stung slightly. You shook off the pain and approached Widows side, positioning yourself in front of the rubber doll, ready to commence again. But, it seemed like you couldn't concentrate when she was there. You were too focused on her presence in the room then on the task at hand. She made your mind fuzzy.

"Hey- Uh, Widow... Was it you who got me those books?" You asked seemingly out of the blue. Widow stopped what she was doing and looked your way, with a faint grin, like she was trying not to smirk.

"Hm. How did you guess?" She stood and stared at you, now smiling.

"I knew it! Thank you so much, its been keeping me occupied lately"

"Your brain always needs something to concentrate on, without it, you'd start to go crazy. And, reading keeps you smart. I just wanted to make sure you're ok."

"They've really been helping, I can't stress how much"

The room fell silent again. You kicked, you punched, but your mind always thought back to her. She was right there, watching you fight, watching you thank her, watching everything you do. You didn't feel like you had to impress her, which was a good break from the usual atmosphere in Talon. You felt comfortable, but still nervous. That tension in the air never seemed to dissipate when you saw her, or when she saw you. Widowmaker stepped back from her training dummy, once again staring in your direction.

"Want to fight each other? I think it would grant better results than this, if you'd like." Her offer definitely shocked you, but overall made you even more flustered.

"That’s a good idea"

You both hurried over to the open area, your heart started to race faster with every step forward you took. You had seen her fight, even seen her take you down before. Always with those graceful yet strong attacks, you had to adapt your fighting style to hers. You didn't care about the cameras, your wound, the guard, Moira, nothing. You were only focused on Amélie, and it seemed to be the opposite with her. She looked at your body, eyeing every inch, studying your movements.

"I'll try to go easy, I know you're still healing." You nodded, taking stance, readying yourself.

She approached in a hurry, trying to kick your stomach. You dodged her attack, but she kept getting closer. You moved back a fair mount, trying not to get hit before finally deciding to switch defence to offence. You threw a punch to her face, but she dodged. You tried to kick her, but she moved out the way again. You threw your fist close to her one last time, not putting in all of your force, assuming her to back away again. But, this time she grabbed your arm, firmly gripping it with her soft purple hand. Your heart skipped a beat, surprised by the turn of events. She pulled you closer to her body in a hurry, kneeing you in the chest. You let out a groan and fell to the floor, quickly collecting yourself before getting back up. You both looked at each other. You had to admit to yourself, you were turned on by her dominating actions.

...

You charged back towards Widow, kicking and punching, trying to get her down. She threw up her arms every time in front of her face, blocking all of your attacks. But, you could tell she was getting weaker. This time you aimed your blow to the side of her head, causing her to loose balance and fall on her knee. She got up quickly, you guys were now even in this imaginary battle game. You didn't know what the goal was, but you still were getting more exited for something to happen.

You both ran back towards each other, dodging and throwing attacks at the same time. Your body was so filled with energy that it seemed in that moment it was impossible to get tired. You threw your knee up, hoping to knock her back, but she swiftly moved to the side, taking her stance and throwing a punch to your side. You moved back and kicked her stomach, but again, she dodged. You hadn't even noticed that she had grabbed your leg, causing you to slip to the floor. In a desperate attempt to not loose, you kicked the back of her knee, causing Widow to fall directly ontop of your body.

The room fell silent again.

The only sound was coming from the both of your chests rythmicly falling up and down, breathing rapidly. Your face was completely red, cheeks, ears, and even nose. Widows hands that were propping her up above your fragile frame begun to slightly shake, her facial expression was one you had never seen her make before. She stared into your eyes, as you admired all of the features on her face. Everything was so hot.

Without warning, Widow leaned down and kissed you on the lips. It was slow, sensual, but left you feeling so desperate for her. Amélie slowly pulled back, smiling. The tension that previously intoxicated the air seemed to finally be gone. You felt so comfortable in her arms.

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Widowmaker X Fem!Reader

New Recruit Pt. 5 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Summary: You meet some new faces at Talon as you recover from your injury ₊ ⊹

Warnings: Gross medical things, swearing ₊ ⊹

“You’re lucky.” Moira said, searching her cabinet for supplies. You had just gotten back from your heist. Widow and Reaper went back to secure the equipment, while you were sent back to headquarters for further medical treatment. ‘Lucky?’ You thought. What part of your life would be considered lucky by the normal civilian, that they haven’t decided to kill you yet? That you still get to live out another day trapped in this prison? It is worse in here than in any jail out there, you started to believe.

“If you were there alone, you probably would’ve died. You should be thankful.”

“Who said I wasn’t?”

“…hphm.”

She continued to rummage through, opening and closing different drawers every minute or so. Her mood seemed impatient, almost like a ticking time bomb ready to explode. You sat there, waiting for her to do whatever she wanted to you. That feeling of hopelessness made your life miserable. She had total control over you, like your whole existence was just another pawn on her chess board. Your leg restraints had recently been removed, now only your wrists were tightly secured to the two arms of the chair.

“Why do I still need these?” You asked, wiggling your fingers to indicate what you were referring too. Moira turned around, with a small bottle of something in hand.

“Just to ensure you don’t try leaving.” She said, walking over.

Moira grabbed a nearby syringe, and sucked the liquid from the bottle into it. She held it delicately, like it would break into a thousand pieces if not treated well. She twisted the sharp needle around in her hand, checking if she had put in the right amount.

“You don’t trust me?”

“It will come with time.” She said, too enamoured with precision to fully pay attention. A grin grew on Moira��s face, implying her dosage was correct. She walked over to you and lifted up your shirt, examining the wound for a second time.

“Training will resume in a couple of days, for now, just relax” She said, before injecting the needle into the middle of your cut. You bit onto your lip so hard that it started bleeding. Moira was a cruel, cruel person. One day you were gonna get out of here, and do what ever you could to make her life miserable. But for now, you just had to play along with this twisted game until the right opportunity arises.

“I have a question, doctor” You asked when she started to walk back, disposing the used syringe in the garbage can.

“Yes? About what?”

“About Widowmaker…”

Your off topic statement seemed to shock her, Moira’s eyes widened and she let out a short sigh. She went back to the cabinet in search for more supplies.

“Well, what is it?” The doctor expressed in a tone you couldn’t quite pick up on.

“Who was she before... well, before Widowmaker?” Moira continued to rummage, landing her eyes on a bottle of hydrogen peroxide. She brought it back to the table, laying it down beside everything else.

“Amélie Lacroix… she used to be very bold, yet gullible girl.” Moira poured some of the hydrogen peroxide onto a large bandage, presumably for you.

“She was a famous French ballerina. Stared in hundreds of productions across the world.” She approached you, sticking the bandage to your abdomen without warning, it stung.

“If it wasn’t for her bigmouthed husband, right now, she could still be dancing to her heart’s content.”

“She was married?”

“Now a widow.”

"A gift, not sure from who" The guard said while standing at your doorway. In one hand, he carried your typical dinner tray. But in the other, a couple of old books, presumably a sort of present. Your mind raced with thought, theorizing who could have gifted you these angelic objects. Weeks without anything to do was starting to take a toll on your mental health, these distractions would certainly bring back at least some sort of joy into your life. Whoever this person was, this godly being, you thanked them.

"Ahem-" He grunted, quickly brining you back to your senes. You moved out of the way and grabbed onto the books, as he awkwardly placed your dinner onto the table. He left without saying anything else, shutting the door behind him. You placed the books on your desk and took a couple steps back.

Your first reaction was to jump up and down with joy, to ramble on for hours to yourself about your new unconditional love for this- what felt like, secret admirer. But, you suddenly felt a cold hand rest onto your shoulder, prompting you to scream out of fear, not out of joy.

"Fuck!!" You shouted, jumping back. A woman started to laugh hysterically, but you couldn't see anything in front of you.

"Ahaha!!! You should have seen the look on your face!!!" Confusion quickly surpassed any previous emotions you were feeling, looking around the room.

"Over here~" The lady teased, seeming to be enjoying this torment.

"Who... What?" Was the only thing you could manage to blurt out. You turned around quickly, bending your legs, still not quite sure what was going on. Your bed was empty, your desk was empty, even your doorway was empty. Yet, that same laughter kept your eyes peeled open. You slowly backed up, until abruptly bumping into something. You flinched again, turning 180° degrees quickly in hopes of finally getting a glimpse of this person.

A lady stood in front of you, she wore a purple tactical sort of outfit, and held out her hand, seemingly waiting for you to shake it. You reluctantly did, not knowing if you had just made a new ally, or signed off a deal with Satan.

"Sombra, it’s nice finally meeting you" She declared in a Spanish accent, with a large smile plastered across her face.

"Sorry for toying with you, I can't help it"

"No- Uh, its alright. Im Y/N" You backed up, now sitting on the edge of your bed. Sombra stood in front of you, arms crossed.

"Ive heard a lot about you, you're the new recruit, right?" She said, switching her tone midway through the sentence to sounding more concerned than welcoming. You nodded.

"Pobrecito… Im sorry..." She was the first person you heard sound sympathetic towards you. She reached out her arm and rubbed your shoulder, pulling it back after a couple seconds. It felt good.

"Do you work here too?" You asked, genuinely curious.

"Yes, by choice that is."

"Who would want to work in a place like this by choice!"

"I have my reasons..." You both shared a moment of laughter.

You had no idea who this woman was, but she sounded like a good- well... good to your standards person. She turned around with her hands behind her back, examining your room.

"They keep you in here..." She said sounding sad, almost guilty.

"Ive gotten used to it, I guess"

Though there wasn't much, Sombra grew exited again when she saw the stack of books piled up onto your desk, quickly picking one up. She pivoted her heel and turned to face you, this woman could change the mood of any scenario in a second, you thought.

"Who got you this...?" She asked in that same teasing voice from earlier, walking slowly towards you.

"Im not sure actually, it was a gift from somebody, I think"

"Well.. I've got my suspicions on who"

"Really?" Who?" You leaned forward a bit, as Sombra handed the book over for you to grab. You took it and excitedly read the title; 'NATURE'S MOST HARMFUL ANIMALS' Certainly not what you were initially expecting, but you weren't upset at all. She pointed to the cover with her long magenta nail, where lied a giant picture of the Black Widow. It's signature red hourglass shape being the only colour present in the image.

"I think Widowmaker is interested in you, Cariño."

"What-! Uhm, I-"

"Don't act so surprised! She acts sooo different around you, friendly around you. If you had worked with her for as long as I have, you would understand. Trust me, Querida"

"So... she got me some books?"

"Oh mi señor, you are not looking at the full picture! She likes you, I can count on it, trust me. Amélie getting someone one books is like you buying someone a box of chocolates-"

"Ok, I don't know if-"

"Lo siento cariño, pero ya no hacemos esto. Ill see you soon, mark my word, adiós!" She said before abruptly glitching out and going completely invisible. You were left sitting on your bed, still puzzled about many things.

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Widowmaker X Fem!Reader

New Recruit Pt. 4 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Summary: As your hatred for Talon grows larger, Moira catches on. She sends you out on a special mission ₊ ⊹

Warnings: Extreme violence, blood ₊ ⊹

Your stay at Talon headquarters was beginning to annoy you more and more with every passing day. They are keeping you here for far longer than you had initially expected. If they are hoping to garner your trust, why lock you up for weeks at a time? Your visits with Moira also became more frequent, though the tests are a bit more tame than what they had been like earlier on. Training was still everyday too, the guards quickly picked up on your skill with a weapon in hand, starting to understand why they had recruited you in the first place.

You were in Moira’s office, she was bandaging up your arm after giving you some ‘necessary treatment’. It hurt, a lot. She tightened the bandage around your bicep, for a moment it felt like she was cutting off all circulation to your upper arm. You let out a sharp sigh, before she went to go sit back down in her chair, scribbling something down on her notepad.

“So, Y/N. Me and the council have an important update for you.” She said, still looking down at her notes. You didn’t bother to respond.

“You are going to be sent out on a mission, with company of course. The training instructor mentioned to me how you are improving in skill, so we mind as well start to use some of it.”

You didn’t know how to feel after hearing her statement. You knew it was coming, but you had become somewhat use to your daily routine. Wake up, shower, eat lunch, train, eat dinner, shower, and sleep. Some variations to it, yes, but that was the main outline. The other half of you was exited, though. I mean, it was a big step up from what you had been doing before. And, was most importantly a new chance to escape.

“We know you have experience with missions before, but for the sake of your benefit and some timing issues, it’s nothing much for now. Though, in the future, we have some higher stake outings planned for you already.” She said, this time looking at you dead in the eye.

“You will be sent out tomorrow night, sorry for such quick notice” You think that was the first time you had ever heard the doctor apologize, let alone try to sound sympathetic towards you.

The next day had gone by very fast, it seemed like just an hour ago you were sitting in that office with Moira. But now, you were walking through a large forest, snow crunching beneath your feet whenever you took a step further. Supposedly, there was a laboratory in the middle of here, filled with old equipment that Talon needed. Widowmaker was here again, but so was another man to accompany you both. You three walked in an orderly fashion, trying to minimize the time it takes to actually get there.

The third member was named Reaper. He wore black body armour, a black cape, and completed his look off with a white mask, reminiscent of a skeleton. From the few times he actually spoke, his voice sounded very deep and raspy. He acted like he didn’t want to be on this mission even though you knew he had agreed to come. He led your triangle of three, hiking in a somewhat angrily manner. Widow on the other hand walked very gracefully, like a ballet dancer. She was so elegant with every move she made, from running, to shooting, to tackling someone to the floor. Your train of thought quickly got interrupted when she shot a cold gaze towards your direction. You quickly looked away, embarrassed.

“Don’t try running away, we won’t hesitate to kill you in an instant. Direct orders” Reaper said seemingly out of nowhere, turning his back to face you.

“Wasn’t planning on it” You said, which was clearly a lie. You just wanted to get on his good side.

In truth, the night before this mission, and even during the day, you had been pacing around in your room thinking of the perfect escape plan. ‘I could run away when they aren’t looking, or hide someplace and leave later’. But, right before you got onto the ship that brought you here, Moira gave you a look that clearly screamed; ‘Try anything, and you’re dead.’ That scared you enough to at least play along with it for now. Widowmaker let out a sigh, and kept walking.

“Gabriel, tu peux être un vrai con parfois.” She said in a narcissistic sounding tone.

Reaper looked back at her for a second, but kept his composure and kept walking, this time with his fists clenched. A couple questions arose with that phrase alone, first being, well, you didn’t speak French. But second, the fact that she called him Gabriel. You had a moment of realization there, that even under a persona, a real person still exists. Underneath Reaper, there is Gabriel. Underneath Widowmaker, who knows who she once was. In your case, you start to worry about what you will become. How Talon can bend and break people so easily, cover up their true identities with false ones to feed in to their ideals, to get want they want. A cold gust of wind makes you shiver.

Before you knew it, the old lab was now in sight. It was a bit smaller than you had initially envisioned it, but not too far off. Some of the windows and doors were borded up with wood, it had turned a dark shade of grey, and the walls had even started to crack on the outside. A growing feeling of unease began to settle in your stomach, with every step you took further become more and more hesitant. A large chain fence stretched around the entire perimeter, it had a gate, but it was locked. Luckily, someone had cut a convenient hole into the fence, allowing people to crawl through. Reaper went first, ducking down, moving one foot at a time. Then followed Widow, again with her graceful movement. And finally you.

“Just in and out. This shouldn’t take long” She said, breaking the window in one blow with her gun. Shards of sharp glass scattered across the snow, now indistinguishable from each other. You and Reaper quickly followed after her, hopping over the sill.

The inside was far more ominous that the exterior. Trash, boxes, and an array of equipment littered the empty rooms and long, narrow hallways. Even a mere crunch of glass from under your boot could make you uneasy, you are grateful that they sent some helping hands with the task, or else you’d be petrified in an environment like this. The lights overhead flickered, you were just surprised that this place even has some sort of power source left what so ever.

“What are we looking for exactly?” You asked reluctantly, immediately wanting to take back your question after.

“You’ll know when you see it.” Reaper replied, this time not bothering to face back your direction.

Tension started to grow in the air, you still didn’t exactly know where or what they were leading you to. While walking, something caught your attention from the corner of your eye. It was a seemingly normal door, but red paint was splattered across it, spelling ‘KEEP OUT!!’ in all capital letters. You would’ve passed it off, since it did somewhat fit in with the environment. But, the paint was fresh, some of the red still dripping down the ‘P’. You reached for the handle, curiousity and naivety taking control of your actions. But, your heart almost skipped a beat when you saw what was waiting behind there for you.

“AARRGH—!” A strange man screamed while launching himself towards your direction. He tackled you to the floor, causing you to land uncomfortably on your side. You fought him off as best as you could, but it didn’t take you long to realize that blood was cooling through your t-shirt and pouring onto the white tiles, staining them red. ‘Did he stab me…?’

Nor did it take long for the other two to realize what had happened, quickly running over and shooting the man in his head. He fell limp beside you, his blood now also pouring everywhere. You couldn’t care less who pulled the trigger, you were just so shocked since everything had just happened so quickly. You shakily reached your hand towards your chest, trying to apply pressure. Widowmaker rushed over to you, as Reaper went to go look for bandages in another room.

“Lift up your shirt for me.” You did, exposing your stomach and bra to her. She was now just inches away, examining the wound on your abdomen. It hurt, more than any of those tests Moira conducted.

“Your wound is not that deep, you will be ok. I know it hurts, just breathe.” Her kind words were a huge contrast to her usual cold personality. But, she was still managing to soothe you. Reaper came back with some bandages that he had found down the hall, and Widow started carefully patching your wound. You titled you head back in pain, bitting onto your knuckle to avoid moaning. She looked up and you, examining your every move. She couldn’t stay focused. Reaper seemed to be talking with another lady through his ear piece, explaining the situation, clearly annoyed with a lot of things currently passing.

“Woah woah woah! What did she just say to her?” The voice on the other line asked.

“That dosent matter, Sombra. She is fine. We will be delayed a couple minutes.”

“Ya terminé aquí, Adios”

You looked back down at Widowmaker, and felt somehow at ease. With everything going on in your life, she calmed you down the most. Especially in tense situations like these. You hadn’t even realized until now that she was blushing. It took your still disoriented mind a minute to realize the many meanings that the action could imply. The pain had calmed down a bit, but you were still too shell shocked to fully process anything happening.

“I guess there were people in here, huh…” You blurted out, not even thinking before you spoke. Widow just looked up at you with a smile that seemed so genuine, you blushed along side her.

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Widowmaker X Fem!Reader

New Recruit Pt. 3 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Summary: Now trapped in Talon headquarters, you try your best to adjust to your new ‘home’ ₊ ⊹

Warnings: Abduction, nods to torture ₊ ⊹

“Here is your food” A man’s voice said through the other side of the door, opening it soon after. He placed a tray onto the side table in your room. It had a bowl of soup, 2 slices bread and a couple of cut up vegetables to the side. You had to admit, the food was better than what you initially thought it would be. The set of conditions in your mind beforehand were far worse than reality. Though still horrifying, at least they tried to make it seem like you were fine.

It had been a couple of days locked in here, you hadn’t seen anyone since your encounter with Moira, the doctor. Her presence still terrified you, not wanting to have to be subjected to any of those horrible tests ever again. You shivered at the thought. Obviously you did see those guards who awaited you at the door, but that was it. Total isolation. She explained how that the main reason you were being brought here was for recruitment, so you knew that the rest of your days weren’t gonna be spent indefinitely in this room.

Speaking of the room, it was decently sized for a captive. Complete with a bed, a desk, a small table (Which they would place your meals on, nothing more, nothing less), and a bathroom. You spent your days pacing around, clawing at the walls, and sleeping, of course. Showers were also nice too, it helped soothe your brain of the worries of what’s to come. Like a pause in the storm, your mind completely put at ease. You walked over to the side table and grabbed onto the grey-ish tray. You ate you meal quickly, something you couldn’t help. You only got two of these a day, so it really felt like a reward.

A little later, you heard another nock at the door, something unusual for this time. Your body tensed up, assuming something bad was going to happen. You didn’t want to go back and visit Moira, nor anywhere else that wasn’t back home, really. But to your surprise, that same guard from earlier was there.

“It’s time for training, follow me”

‘Training?’ I mean, it made sense, but something you still didn’t expect. You reluctantly got up from your bed, and made your way to where the guard stood. He was carrying a large gun, and had full black body armour with a red mask. You really couldn’t tell if all the guards wore this, or if he was the only one that came and tended to you. Following him through hallway, you tried to map out the layout of the building in your head. But at a certain turn, it just started to become too confusing to keep up with.

“We’re here” He said, as you entered a large padded room. It had some platforms, some dummies, some machinery, and more. You wanted to ask what you would be doing here, but ended up deciding against it. What Widowmaker had said to you back in the ship had stuck with you ever since; don’t ask questions. So, you kept your mouth shut. The guard left the room, before another one entered. This one looked more… important. Clearly a higher level or rank. But alongside him, stood Moira, slowly trailing behind.

“What a pleasant surprise, how are you enjoying your stay?” The doctor asked.

“What do you want me to do now” You asked in an upset tone, moving your hands around.

“Oh, Im not sticking around for long, just checking in. Here is the training room. You are to come once a day to ensure your skills remain in tact. Ill be keeping and eye on you, Y/N” She said before walking away.

“Well what are we waiting for?” The other guard spoke.

An hour passed, though it went by faster than you expected. He had you preform multiple physical activities, such as stretching, punching the dummies, and now, back to squats and push ups. You didn’t understand the random array of tasks you were given, but tried not to give in your all. What was the point anyways? You thought. You weren’t gonna work for some people who kidnapped you, the first chance you get, you’ll leave this place.

“Alright, that’s enough for today. Tomorrow, you’ll be practicing with your scope. Be ready” He said before leading you back to your room. Though right as you exited the training area, Widowmaker entered. She looked at your sweaty, exhausted, and overly upset face. You clearly weren’t your best self right now. Instead of trying to be intimidating, or just amused at the sight, she looked sad. Like she just remembered something that happened to her. Like, there was a part of you that reminded her of herself. You locked eyes as you walked away, both of you confused about what just happened.

You continued to walk in the hallway, following the guard. You thought back to her. You felt as though there was something more, she definitely had a story to tell. Though she may seem like a cold assassin at first, at heart, something bigger lies there. That thought kept you up that night. You replayed the interaction in your head over and over, the way her eyes looked into yours, the tone in her face, it was so… upsetting to you. You didn’t understand why, hell you didn’t understand anything that was going on here. But she kept you intrigued, like an off switch in your brain. She was the new distraction, you thought.

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Widowmaker X Fem!Reader

New Recruit Pt. 2 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Summary: As Widowmaker brings you back to talon headquarters, you two share an tense conversation ₊ ⊹

Warnings: Abduction, implied torture, needles ₊ ⊹

You awoke to a terrifying view, your two hands bound together in thick rope. Being kidnapped was a fear that rarely crossed your mind, but now, the irregular thought was transformed into a horrifying reality. You tried to wiggle your way out of the restrains, soon to realize that there was no point, but also that your ankles had been tied together as well. All hope seemed to be lost. You looked up, praying to have any indications or context clues, only to be met with that strange woman from earlier. Her cold yellow eyes staring directly into yours.

Meeting her gaze prompted you to look around more. You seemed to be in some sort of plane, ship, or van. There was a row of seats on either side of the metal structure. Boxes, bags, and other similar items filled up some of the empty space. The woman was sitting on the opposite bench, directly parallel to you. She seemed to have been waiting for you to wake up. How long had you been unconscious, anyways? Luckily, your mouth was not taped shut or gagged, so you used the only tool left at your disposal to try and help your situation.

"What is gonna happen to me...?" You asked, scared of what's to come.

"No need to be afraid, nothing yet" She spoke in a thick French accent, her voice sounded so angelic, you thought. You started to believe that she wasn't gonna tell you what you wanted to hear.

Since you clearly weren't dead, you now had a suspicion that who ever did this to you needed you alive for a reason. After all, you were an assassin. You thought back to the man you were hired to kill, but remembered the little information given on him. Do these guys work for him? 'Did I screw up that bad?' You tried to recall at least what he looked like, what those men outside the building looked like. The more you started to assume, the more irrelevant the information started to seem to your situation.

Too many questions arose in your brain; 'Who are these people? Where are they taking me? Why me? Who is she?' Dead end after dead end, you mind as well just ask her.

"Why am I being kept alive...? To torture? Il tell you whatever you need to know now, just let me go- please.." You were starting to sound desperate, and she could tell.

"Good things come with patience, I suggest that around here, you keep quiet and stop asking questions."

"Im not taking part in whatever sick game this is... who is in charge here?" Impatience quickly took over your desperation, you couldn't sit still for another minute without knowing what was going to happen to you. She simply laughed.

You searched around for a weapon, or really anything that could be used to defend yourself. She still had her gun by her side, but no sharp, hard, or dangerous items seemed to be in view. The memory of her kicking your gun off of that roof sent a chill down your spine. You were left hopeless, arms and legs tied up, with no information what so ever. You wanted to cry, to scream, but it was no use. You just had to sit here and take in whatever was going to happen. Patience, that word replayed in your mind.

"What is your name?" You asked while making eye contact with her. You had to admit, she was very pretty. The lady seemed shocked by your question, either surprised by your sudden change of topic, or just because it's rarely asked. She looked around the room for a second before focusing on your face again.

"Call me Widowmaker."

Widowmaker... it had a very ominous ring to it, and for obvious reason. You started to believe that just her gaze alone could kill, let alone her presence. You observed her further, she was now beginning to intrigue you. She sat delicately with one leg lifted, her hand propped up on her knee. Her body suit was revealing in some areas, but overall fit her body type very nicely. 'What was her deal?'

"I know a lot more about you than you'd think." Widowmaker proclaimed, leaving with with goosebumps all over your skin.

"Who are you...? Who are these people?"

"That is all something you will learn very shortly" She said as she got up, anxiety coursing throughout your whole body. But, instead of making her way towards you, she turned the corner into the connected room and slammed the door behind her. You couldn't tell if you were more scared or more relived now that she had left you by yourself. You again tried to escape your restraints, but they were too powerful. You begun to feel very tired, mind too fuzzy to process what could be happening. Your eyelids became heavier, before you drifted off into sleep.

You awoke for a second time in a small white room reminiscent of a doctors office. As opposed to the usual comfy table patients are meant to sit on, you were instead restrained to a wooden chair, wrists aching. Your mind raced with the thought of what these people could possibly want. Information? Money? Amusement? Your options weren't looking so good, would you even make it out of here alive? Your whole body tensed up when the door swung open. A tall woman walked in with a clip board in hand, she had orange hair, and wore a long white lab coat. She looked more evil that Widowmaker in this moment, her tall frame slowly approaching you. She seemed to be writing something down, clearly indulged in her work. She put the paper and pen onto the table beside her.

"Im glad you could make it." She said in a clearly sarcastic tone of voice before sitting down in front of you. She had a bold Irish accent, and had already left a cynical first impression in the first minute of your encounter.

"I know you are confused, but remember that it comes with time before you will get fully use to this environment. Listen, Y/N, we are not going to kill you. We are simply looking for more recruits, and you are very skilled in your field-"

"Y-You can't just keep me here! I don't want to work for you"

"Im afraid that you don't have a choice." A single sentence couldn't evoke more fear into you than that one.

"The thing is..." She paused, laughing to herself. "We are both villains here. If you try to leave, we have the power to get you imprisoned for life. You are best to stay with us." She said with a smirk the whole time, clearly finding it amusing, your hopelessness.

"To ensure that you don't escape, I will be having to run a couple of tests... I hope you don't mind." Again, with a smirk.

This can't be real, you thought to yourself. They were... recruiting you? Many questions were still left unanswered, but you were too stunned to speak your mind. The lady got up and walked over to the other side of the room, where she got supplies from a couple of drawers. Your palms and face were sweaty, anxious for what she had in store. She pulled out a needle, tapping the sharp edge with her finger a couple of times, before walking over to you.

"Welcome to Talon."

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- A forbidden love story featuring Reiner, most parts are around 1.4k words. Warnings for brief smut, violence, death.

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hands up pt. 3 ₊ ⊹

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OVERWATCH ❤︎

- An enemies to lovers story featuring Widowmaker, most parts around 1.2k words. Warnings for brief smut, violence, swearing, kidnapping, and bittersweet ending (I’m so sorry)

new recruit pt. 1 ₊ ⊹

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Widowmaker X Fem!Reader

New Recruit Pt. 1 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Summary: During the middle of your mission, a mysterious woman tries to sabotage you ₊ ⊹

Warnings: Violence ₊ ⊹

Your index finger hovered over the trigger of the gun you were given, ready to take the shot when commanded. Even though you had been doing this type of work for awhile, and had grown better and more comfortable at it, those couple minutes before the kill always filled your body up with anxiety. At first your hands would shake, but over the years, just your mind now races with thought. Palms sweaty from your gloves, your finger slightly twitches from the cold.

The white blanket of snow covering most of the buildings ahead of you did make this mission particularly more enjoyable. Winter was always your favorite season, so still and quiet. The grey sky overhead poured snowflakes down onto the city below. You admired the view, the peacefulness of it all. Snowy landscapes were something you could stare at for hours on end, you thought.

“Target leaving the building in 2” A voice said over your ear piece, speaking for the first time in a bit which slightly startled you.

“Roger that”

Almost. You readjusted the position of one of your legs that had been bothering you. Sitting down on cement for hours on end became uncomfortable at times, especially when you had to actually lay down on it, like now. Your body started to ache already, envisioning a warm, hot bath at home soothed your nerves just for a moment. You were harshly brought back to reality when two men in black suits walked out of the building you had been eyeing. Every single detail from the bricks of it’s exterior to the glass panels on it’s windows had been temporarily ingrained into your brain.

The men were talking to each other, you zoomed in your scope another notch to try and get a better understanding of what they could be saying. Reading lips has always been something you struggled with, but would make your job more easier if you got it down. The longer you looked, the more like gibberish it was starting to sound through your inner voice. You gave up while letting out a little sigh, zooming back to get a better view of the spot that the target that would walk out any moment.

You were upset that your management team hadn’t given you any information whatsoever on the person, heck, you weren’t even sure if it was a guy or a girl who you had to kill. Not even their name. Usually you get more of a scoop, but you just had to live with the reality that the person who were to walk out that door was just so important, not even the killer could know anything about them. You shook your mind of the disturbing thought, pressing your finger over the trigger, ready to take the shot.

“Target leaving the building now, whenever you’re ready, Y/N” They encouraged.

“Yes, sir, in position now”

You firmly shut one of your eyes, tilting your head and completely focusing your attention. It seemed like everything in this moment was frozen in time. Silent, just waiting for something to happen. You felt as if the snow had stopped, or maybe the cold had just gotten to your head. Though a grisly fate was about to occur, you felt at ease. The adrenaline that pumped through your blood made your heart pound faster and faster, like every second was like a ticking bomb ready to explode. And the target finally stepped out, a male, you observed. He began to shake the men’s hands, patting one of them on the shoulder before stopping to talk.

Your foot twitched. Almost.

Your eyelash fluttered. Almost.

Your eye squinted. Almost.

You aligned your gun. Almost.

Your finger pressed further down onto the trigger, you were ready. Almost-

‘BAM-!’

You violently got pulled back by your hair onto your back. Even though the snow helped the landing a bit, the sheer force alone from this action caused your body to hurt. Not long after, a firm foot kicked you right in your abdomen. Panic quickly ensued when the reality of whatever had just happened started to sink in.

You sat up, trying to find the gun in hopes to use it in self defence, since you were clearly being attacked, ambushed, or something of that sort. You were sure it was a person who did this to you, a person who had bad intentions that was. The gun was hovering over the tall building, wobbling onto either side while balancing on the ledge. It filled you with determination, something you were desperately trying to cling onto right now. You reached your hand out, even though you knew it was too far. Pain also filled your body in this moment, every inch of your lower half aching. The cold wasn’t helping either, your fingertips were startling to feel numb now since you moved them for the first time in awhile.

Suddenly, this mysterious person walked over and kicked your only weapon, your only hope, over the ledge. Many thoughts ran through your brain, playing bad endings on repeat of what was about to happen. You couldn’t care the slightest about your target right now, all you needed to do was escape. You looked up at this villain, hoping to get a glimpse of whoever would do this.

A tall woman looked down on you. She was not an omnic, but her skin instead pale purple. Her hair woven in a tight braid that dangled behind her, as she wore a tight skin suit, and a type of visor on her head. Though, the most intimidating part of her was the large gun she carried effortlessly. You now knew she was strong, and compared to your state right now, you were starting to doubt if you’d even make it out alive. You couldn’t run, you couldn’t hide, you just watched in horror as she slowly approached. You turned onto your other side to face away from her, hoping to show her that you weren’t going to give in to whatever was going on here. Using your elbows to prop yourself up, you could hear her footsteps approach on the snowy ground.

“Salut, chérie” She cooed.

Your little knowledge of French did not help the situation, though you assumed she was trying to intimidate you. The lady suddenly stomped on your head with her boot, pushing you back onto the concrete floor instantly. In that moment, you were at least content to die by an attractive woman as opposed to someone else. You were no match, she clearly had the upper hand here. You decided to try and talk your way out of this, hoping to at least learn her motives.

“What do you want from me..?” You reluctantly asked with a crack in your voice.

“I simply want you.”

You assumed that the intent behind that phrase meant time was running out. She was going to slaughter you. Or worse, torture you. Being an assassin is a tough job to handle, but you never killed innocent people. Only evil scum, as your boss called it.

“I-I’m sorry about whatever I did…” You pleaded, assuming you had previously hurt her or someone she loved in one way or another.

“No need to be afraid, we will not have to hurt you… just yet”

You audibly gulped and her sentence. With all the information you had gathered during this encounter, you kept guessing in your mind what she wanted. But also what would make her leave. She pressed her boot harder onto your skull, laughing at how pathetic you looked.

“Au revoir” She lifted her gun up into the air, before knocking you unconscious with it.

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