Love, they come to realize, is a similar feeling to being burned and feeling frozen at the same time.-In which Mei and Junkrat find kindred spirits within one another after sharing the stories of their pasts and learning to fight alongside one another. H/C, our babes dealing with trauma together: WARNING: MAY NOT BE CANON-COHERENT, SO SOMEWHAT AU(?)

A new junker arrives at Overwatch, and she has her sights set on Junkrat, but what starts as a fun romp in the bed quickly escalates, cuminating in one of the things Junkrat loves best: Explosions! ( Junkrat/femOC, mild Roadhog/femOC#2, smut-cum-story, porn with plot, light fluff )

You're kept awake against your own will by the carnal sounds of Jamison Fawkes, and in a moment of sub-par judgement you decide to give him a piece of your mind. Reader isn't explicitly gendered but reading as DFAB makes a bit more sense.

There are three things Junkrat understands rather well. They all respond to a very specific very simple stimuli. You just have to know how to use them right, or be unafraid of usin' them wrong. (Reader/Junkrat: Oneshot, smut, pwp, dubious consent, oral, fingering, rooftop naughtiness, mild humor.)