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I made a doodle of both Tracer and Mei from Overwatch :D

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I might not play Overwatch anymore but I still ship this two 😋

This is for a particular girlfriend I know and love.

Free sketch for @chronal-anomaly I drew the soft butch gril

Overwatch goes roller skating and Lúcio falls on his ass- a ficlet

(Overwatch as in everyone who is in Overwatch after the Rio mission in Overwatch 2, so Lúcio is actually included.) 

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Lúcio hummed the notes to a song that’s been  stuck in his head while he tied the laces to his roller blades. The general morale of the team had been pretty low as of late; and Mei had been the one to suggest them all going out and doing something to take their minds off of the constant stress they all felt. Everyone had agreed to it wholeheartedly (except Genji, who was indifferent. But he was always indifferent except for when he talks with Angela), eyebrows perking up at the suggestion. But when everyone had realized that they hadn’t actually thought about what to do, that’s when Lúcio came in.

“Roller skating..?” Angela said cautiously. Lúcio could tell her mind had instantly begun to think out any possible scenario that resulted in injury. Lena, Mei, and Brigitte, on the other hand, were all for it. 

“Oh, I haven’t been roller skating in ages,” said Lena, already getting excited at the thought, “not since I went with Emily on her birthday a few years ago!” 

At the sight of the younger members getting pumped up, Reinhardt sighed and gave Winston the “I suppose we don’t have a choice” look. Reinhardt had never been roller skating.

So here they all were now, tying up their skates (or blades, in Lúcio’s case) in a little skating rink that they had rented out for the evening, and chattering amongst themselves. Personally, Lúcio was pumped. He hadn’t skated on anything other than his wall-riders in so long, and he had decided not to wear those because he didn’t want them to tear up the floor of the rink. He just needed to remind himself that he can’t wallride in standard roller blades. That would be embarrassing. 

Finished with his laces, Lúcio stood and stretched.

“Yo, everyone ready?!” He called to the team. It was strange to see everyone wearing casual clothing, most of them wearing jeans or leggings with a t-shirt, though Genji still wore his hoodie and sweatpants. At least he was actually wearing clothing. Lena pumped her fist in the air and cheered, while he got confirmation from the rest of them that they all were, in fact, ready. It was time to go into the rink. 

Lena was a natural, whooping and laughing as she blinked past everyone on the rink. Angela had advised against Lena blinking while in skates, but she did it anyways. Angela was calmly skating close to the wall, in a deep conversation with Genji. Genji hadn’t been roller skating since before his... misfortune with his brother, so every once in a while he would slip and Angela would laugh as Genji tried to recover his balance. Brigitte had her hair in a messy bun and was skating with Reinhardt, attempting to keep him steady as he wobbled around on his skates and grasped at the walls. Lúcio was still astonished that the rink even had skates in Reinhardt’s size. Winston and Echo had decided not to join, seeing as neither of them had human feet. But they watched and laughed, enjoying the sight of their teammates and friends finally having fun for a change. Lúcio grinned to himself. It was a hit! 

Lúcio glided across the rink with ease, his loose dreads flowing behind him. This was the best he’s felt in a while, and  look, everyone else was happy too! Because of him! Lúcio sped up and took a sharp turn around the rink, receiving a playful cheer from Mei. He zipped past Reinhardt, who then muttered something in German about children these days. Lúcio began to skate even faster still, letting years and years of practice, and his good mood, take over. He raced Lena, he high-five’d Genji as he blew by,  and he turned the music in his wireless headphones up. He’d forgotten how much fun skating really was when he wasn’t doing it out of necessity. He jumped, he spun, he skated on one foot, everything done without a second thought. Winston and Echo cheered him on, shouting every time he pulled a trick. This was so much fun. Lúcio began to remember a cool trick he’d done the other day out on the field, and set his eyes on one of the rink’s walls. Just a simple bounce off and a flip, he thought to himself, this’ll look SO dope. He let his hand rest lightly on the wall as he skated at a dangerously high speed, and jumped, letting his blades connect to the wall and-

Oh shit. 

Oh shit.

“OH SHIT-”

Lúcio was not wearing wallriders. 

Lúcio shouted as he felt his tailbone explode into a world of pain, and he did a full backwards somersault before coming to a stop on his back. He groaned and sat up slowly, rubbing his head and watching as the team skated up to him. Well, most of the team. Reinhardt bad been left on the other side of the rink, on his knees and laughing so hard tears had formed in his eyes. 

Angela knelt by his side and helped Lúcio stand back up, and he barely suppressed a yelp as he felt another spike of pain up his tailbone. Angela looked Lúcio dead in the eyes.

“Of all the people I thought would be injured tonight,” she said slowly, trying her best to suppress laughter for Lúcio’s sake, “I absolutely did not think it was going to be you.” 

“THE SKATER FELL!” Reinhardt howled from across the room. “HE SKATES EVERY DAY! AND HE FELL! RIGHT ON HIS ASS!”

Lúcio’s face flushed, making the small freckles on his cheeks appear more pronounced as he let out a breathy, embarrassed laugh. 

“I- I thought I had my wallriders! I thought I could just hop up on the wall!” He tried to say as more and more members of the team began to succumb to their laughter. 

“A-are you-” Mei paused to let out a giggle, “Are you all right?” 

“RIGHT ON HIS ASS!” Reinhardt yelled on the other side of the rink. His face was completely red now, and tears were streaming down his cheeks. 

“I’m fine,” Lúcio said. He was totally not fine. This was the most humiliating moment of his life. “Definitely fine.” 

Angela seemed to notice his distress and chuckled, putting her recently chopped hair behind her ear.

“It’s all right Lúcio,” she said. “It happens to all of us.” 

Lúcio cocks his head in confusion.

“What, you all just randomly fall on your asses?” This receives another uproar of laughter. 

Lena shakes her head, giggling, and pipes up.

“No, mate! She means we all slip up sometimes when our brains are on autopilot.” Everyone nods. “One time I was jus’ walking to the kitchen and I thought I saw a figure behind me! Without even thinking, I whipped out my pistols. Turns out I’d left bullet holes in Emily’s chair.” 

“Yeah!” Brigitte said, “I was playing catch with Genji this one time, and his mind totally blanked out, and instead of catching the ball, he sliced it in half!” 

Lúcio laughed in surprise. He looked to Genji, who nodded in confirmation, the only evidence of him actually laughing was his shoulders shaking a little. Mei placed her hands on Lúcio’s shoulder. 

“See, you don’t need to be embarrassed! We’re not going to view you any differently.” She said, smiling sweetly as she pushed her glasses up her nose. 

“Yeah, mate!” Said Lena. She leaned in to whisper in Lúcio’s ear.  “Although, Rein might make fun of you for the rest of your life.”

“Great, I can’t wait for that.” Said Lúcio sarcastically. He was feeling a lot better. It was nice to know that he hadn’t just completely ruined his chance of being viewed as a respectable member of Overwatch, and he was glad to know that even the most graceful of teammates slip up. 

Overwatch changed out of their skates and went back home, everyone in good spirits. Lúcio’s ass hurt for a solid week. 

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Hello, and thank you to anyone who decided to read! I’m relatively new to writing, so if you notice anything that I should change, feel free to comment! Thanks again for reading!!!