agents of overwatch fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own Overwatch, its events or its characters. In a fit of rage, our protagonist accidentally kills himself and gets the option to get reincaranated to a world of his choice. Based on the many hours of dedication and a body pillow, he chooses the world of Overwatch. Join Shawn as he fights robots and helps change the world. Cover is done by Badbitch21.

Scott Snow attends Overwatch High where the cast of Overwatch teaches classes for no real legitimate reason other than providing fetish fuel for sexual fantasies. Watch as he goes through a bevy of classes taught by the lovely (and usually horny) ladies of Overwatch, and catches them sometimes with their pants down. The Original version. Straight from Hentai Foundry and Questionable Questing

"The world could always use more heroes!" Reincarnated into the body of Overwatch's Mercy, Qi An brought a System with her straight into the Marvel Universe. Healing in one hand, Resurrection in the other—with such an overwhelming advantage, I really can't fathom how we could possibly lose. So what if we can't beat the Boss on the first try? We can just revive and fight them a second time, a third time... keep fighting until the Boss gets so depressed they don't even want to fight anymore! Notes: Female MC, Single/No Romance, Mixed Universe (Marvel + DC), Chaotic Timeline, Occasional teammate drops from other worlds

Thrown into the World of Marvel Makenzie will have to fight tooth and nail to ensure the survival of his Universe. Against the biggest threats Marvel can offer will he have the strength to pull through. Constructive feedback appreciated.

After waking up in the battle-hardened body of Grant Ward, Mc he must navigate the high-stakes world of SHIELD while suppressing Ward's lethal muscle memory. Following a Terrigenesis event that grants him Emotional Neural Resonance (ENR) and control over Ferrofluid, Bishop becomes a weapon that can feel the enemy's fear—and gravity—shifting beneath his feet. In a universe of spies and gods, his greatest challenge is surviving the Triple Debt of his powers without losing his own identity to the entity living in his gravitonium-stained veins.

Scott Snow attends Overwatch High where the cast of Overwatch teaches classes for no real legitimate reason other than providing fetish fuel for sexual fantasies. Watch as he goes through a bevy of classes taught by the lovely (and usually horny) ladies of Overwatch, and catches them sometimes with their pants down. "Come for the porn, stay for the plot." *** Advance Chapters: patreon.com/SnowFLow747

Of heroes forged and legends born - a retelling of the events that occurred in the year of 9:30 Dragon, when the names Hawke, Amell, Cousland and Trevelyan, began sending ripples across Thedas.

After dying in a warehouse accident, an ordinary man wakes up in the body of Jake Mordered—a street kid living in the Marvel Cinematic Universe just months before the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D. he knows HYDRA is rotting the organization from the inside, he knows Grant Ward is a traitor, and he knows exactly how his new teammates are destined to suffer. But Jake isn't just an observer; he is an Inhuman with a powerful, dormant gene that grants him a trinity of abilities: Detection: He can sense the genetic signatures of Inhumans and aliens nearby, acting as a living radar. Replication: Through prolonged physical contact, he can slowly copy the powers of others, absorbing their potential into himself. Adaptation: His physiology constantly evolves to handle these new abilities, granting him accelerated healing and enhanced reflexes. Armed with these powers and a cheat sheet to the apocalypse, Jake infiltrates Phil Coulson’s team.

[Hidebound Older Man VS Two-Faced Heiress: Daddy-Type + Seductress + An Old House on Fire] Everyone in Aethelgard says, a man should marry a woman from the West Family. The eldest daughter of the West Family is gentle and virtuous, a sought-after prize in high society. On the eve of her engagement. Her fiancé cheated on her. Willow West, having played the good girl for so long, decides she's done pretending. Fueled by alcohol, she finds a handsome man. Just one wall away from the scumbag ex and his mistress. The next day, she wakes up to her world collapsing. She had slept with the circle's famous 'older man'—Aiden Pierce, her dear uncle's best friend. Her impression of Aiden Pierce wasn't very good. Years ago, when she was having her first romance, she had tried to sneak a kiss with her young boyfriend, only for Aiden Pierce to report her to her uncle before their lips could even meet. The Aiden Pierce of today is even more dull—celibate and restrained, with everyone from his secretary to his assistant being male, and zero romantic scandals to his name. He's nothing short of a hidebound traditionalist! Willow West wants to escape. Aiden Pierce's well-defined hand grips her chin. "Miss West, a man's virtue is still virtue. You must take responsibility for me." * Aiden Pierce, who had practiced self-restraint for thirty years, was captured by Willow West—a woman gentle and demure in public, yet passionate and daring in private. Everyone thought Willow West was a good girl. Only Aiden Pierce knew that behind closed doors, the young woman not only smoked and drank but was also a cool, badass biker. * The assistant has recently noticed a change in the workaholic President Pierce. Not only is he hitting the gym three times a week, but his style has also shifted from uniform high-end suits to a different streetwear brand for every day of the week. His once stern and unsmiling face now frequently breaks into a smile. Even his eternally unchanged screensaver has been replaced. It's now a picture of a sexy, wavy-haired beauty in a black biker suit, holding a cigarette and sitting on a motorcycle!

On the most popular interstellar forum, there is a hot topic: What is the most unbelievable thing that has happened around you? Chun Mian: Thanks for the invite. I was sitting at home, and a door fell from the sky. Life is like a tightly closed door, before opening it, you never know, what you will face: a living person or a forty-meter-long blade! (Quick Transmigration, No CP)