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thedreadgay · 6 years

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left behind

chapter 1: legacy || chapter 2: months later

series: old soldiers, old love original publish date: feb 14 2018 word count: 336 author’s notes: part two cause like.... if jack and gabe thought ana was dead. what would ana feel like when reports said jack and gabe were dead. im emotional

EDIT: wrote this before jack was revealed to be gay lol im going to be reworking all my shit for this series so it’s anareaper76 polyam V instead. im not super into ovw rn so i’ve been slow, but i will do it!!! thanks for ur patience!

“... completely destroyed. The number of casualties is expected to rise...”

The flickering screen bathed the room in a blue glow. Its light was piercing in the darkness, and she really should turn the lamp on—no need to strain the eye she had left—but she couldn’t find the will. She couldn’t find the will for much of anything, these days.

“... at the center of the blast. What the Commanders were doing, and what caused the explosion, remains uncertain. Both Strike Commander Morrison and Commander Reyes are presumed dead.”

Ana didn’t move. Even though the hard mattress dug into her side, even though the blanket didn’t warm her chills, she was still as the dead—she was dead. The breaking news report played quietly, and she knew it was spreading across the world like wildfire. People would be shaken; people would be mourning. Her family would be mourning.

Something clenched horribly in her heart, and she curled in on herself. Maybe she could disappear.

The broadcast faded into the background, and all she could hear was the echo in her ears: Strike Commander Morrison and Commander Reyes are presumed dead.

Dead.

Ana found tears on her face and a tremble in her hands. She knotted her fingers together, holding them close, and let her tears wet the pillow.

But they didn’t know Jack and Gabriel. They didn’t know the men she loved. They didn’t know the men she left behind.

Ana smiled: minuscule, hollow, knowing, and full of pain. They wouldn’t die that easily. Not like her. She laid willingly in her grave; it was better for everyone. But Jack wouldn’t know how to die, and Gabriel would crawl out if it was the last thing he did.

An endless stream of tears spilled, and that smile quivered. She could sing, as she knew in her wretched heart they lived. But when could they rest?

When could they all rest?

Her eye closed. The murmur of a thousand voices drifted around Ana as she wept in joy and sorrow.

#overwatch #reaperana76 #old soldiers #reaperana #gana #r76 #reaper76 #gabriel reyes #jack morrison #ana amari #reaper (overwatch)#soldier: 76 #SERIES: old soldiers old love

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artipip · 6 years

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Repost nearly a year later because the existing post has really shitty resolution. Ooops? Go to it if you want to read a long domestic ramble though.

#anareaper76 #reaperana76 #ana amari #gabriel reyes #jack morrison

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liripip · 6 years

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2017 fandom retrospective: Fic

9 fics, for a total of 68372 words (by FAR the most I’ve ever written)

The motion of bodies, Ana/Jack/Gabe, explicit, 5k words

The OT3 fuck in a conference room

Where the heart is, Ana/Jack/Gabe, explicit, 12.5k words

The OT3 fuck on a couch

And if I fall asleep, it’s only because I want to wake up with you, Jack/Gabe, explicit, 2k words

Jack and Gabe have sleepy sex during SEP

Sit down, lose your breath, Jack/Gabe, explicit, 2.5k words

Gabe is frustrated under a desk

Seriously? Right in front of my meatballs?!, Jack/Gabe, explicit, 2k words

Torbjörn is offended in a lunch room

@foldingcranes has adopted this fic and will fight you if you are mean to it

A little coffee, a lot of you, Jack/Gabe, explicit, 2.5k words

Jack and Gabe have soft and kinky morning sex in a hotelroom

Take you under, lift you up, Jack/Gabe, explicit, 7k words

Jack indulges Gabriel’s darker fantasies

Tarnished, broken. Still good steel. Ana/Jack/Gabe, mature, 30k words

The OT3 rescue Fareeha and talk about their feelings

Shine brighter than the stars, Ana/Jack/Gabe, explicit, 5k words

The OT3 fuck on the floor on New Year’s Eve

Christmas gift for my favorite ratperson @junkxrat

#anareaper76 #reaper76 #reaperana76 #old soldiers #fanfic #pip writes

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0fsilver · 7 years

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Summary of the latest Overwatch comic.. Gabe: *sasses his bf* Ana: *sasses her bf* Tracer: *sasses her superior officer* Jack: ヽ(　￣д￣)ノ Fine!! I’ll do the thing!

#overwatch #welcome to ow hell #reaper76 #reaperana76

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notahero-anymore · 7 years

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So who would be down for an AnaReaper76/ReaperAna76 blog???

All the other cool ships have one, so (I would be 110% willing to run it i just need to know if there's interest)

#anareaper76 #reaperana76 #Ana X Gabriel X jack #idk what other tags there are #overwatch

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imadethisfor · 7 years

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@taldorei -european family has had this made for them when they were sick mY MOM MADE THIS FOR ME & HER DAD WAS BEL… https://t.co/ybopy2f99v

-european family has had this made for them when they were sick mY MOM MADE THIS FOR ME & HER DAD WAS BELARUSIAN & MY DUTCH FRIEND AND I-

— reaperana76 agenda (@mermaidisabela) August 15, 2017

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glamaphonic · 6 years

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Thoughts on Ana/Gabe/Jack OT3? 👀 Reaper76 is everyfuckinwhere and I ship it for sure but everyone likes to conveniently not remember how even post-Overwatch jack and gabe think ana is important to them 🤔

I literally witch cackled when I read this.

Oh friend. FRIEND.

Jack/Ana/Gabe OT3 IS MY FUCKING EVERYTHING. I wish I could BEAM INTO YOUR BRAIN my many tweets on the subject my LAMENTS that fandom will not produce the fic I want THE SWEEPING TRAGIC BACKSTORY!! THE CUTE WHO CARES ABOUT CANON FLUFF!! THE RIDICULOUS AUs OF EVERY MOOD AND STYLE!!! that they won’t just WRITE ANYTHING!!! instead of destroying my soul by leaving the OT3 tag lying sad and nearly empty despite how many times every fucking lore heavy comic manages to sneak in a scene of one of them fucking GAZING AT THAT GODDAMNED PICTURE OF THEM!!11

Look they were all soldiers, they all helped build this thing together and run this thing together and then over time, things eroded and began to fall apart and you will never in life convince me that all those years of small slights and not-so-petty resentments between Gabe and Jack finally exploded and brought all of Overwatch down only ~coincidentally~ HAPPENED!! AFTER ANA “DIED” that they weren’t both reeling and grieving because they loved her and she was part of them and she was gone. You cannot TELL me that they never had a screaming fight towards the end where Gabe said something they’d both been thinking and hating to think: that it was Jack’s fault that she was gone.

You cannot TELL ME!!! That they would have become what they became in her absence in the way that they did and when they did if she had been there, if they had all been together, to bring them all back in balance.

DON’T LOOK AT ME

It’s too much.

#overwatch #reaperana76 #vyseryion #askbox!#ana amari #soldier: 76 #reaper #jack morrison #gabriel reyes

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thedreadgay · 5 years

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just for today

series: old soldiers, old love word count: 735 author’s notes: GOD i had this sitting like 80% finished for like a year. anyway here she is now. a lead up to a big multichapter fic i have planned, and a followup of sorts to left behind but u don’t like GOTTA read it. takes place in the reflections comic! enjoy!!

EDIT: wrote this before jack was revealed to be gay lol im going to be reworking all my shit for this series so it’s anareaper76 polyam V instead. im not super into ovw rn so i’ve been slow, but i will do it!!! thanks for ur patience!

Ana grimaced out at the baking sand. They were safe for the moment—Jack blew her stakeout, damn him, but Talon would be scurrying to the shadows to lick their wounds. It would be a little while until their fingers reached into Cairo again, but only a little. Nothing ever truly sleeps.

At least it bought them time, and respite, both for the people here and for her. But with a lull came empty silence, taunting them with words gone unsaid.

Ana glanced over at Jack. It hadn’t been very long since they found each other again—and since Gabriel found them. Between fleeing the scene of the busted operation, finding refuge, and swapping intel, there hadn’t been time to truly talk... until now.

Six years apart; six years of presumed dead and wondering where it all went wrong. Sometimes, in her dreary haze, Ana had dreamed of reuniting with the men she loved. It would play like a silent film, distant and unreal, an indulgence that proved more cruel in the end. Here's your fool fantasy, she thought bitterly: Gabriel tried to kill them, and Ana and Jack were sitting on opposite ends of a bare-bones room, pointedly trying to ignore their ghosts and the date.

That morning, December 25th lighting up her holopad had been a punch in the gut. Neither she nor Jack celebrated Christmas in their own right, but it had a special place. Others in their family loved it, and loved to share it; and a day of gift giving and cuddling in ugly sweaters wasn’t so bad.

Gabriel loved Christmas, she thought.

Ana sighed quietly, and shifted, painfully aware of the loneliness in the room. Being by herself, she could handle. Being with Jack, with so much to say that the words wouldn’t come, was unbearable.

“Disengage, Ana!” She remembered Jack’s voice over her comm like it was yesterday. “That’s an or—“

She hadn’t allowed him his last words to her, before rushing to greet her death. The echo of it hung heavy between them.

Jack sighed too, and rubbed his face tiredly. He was still gazing at that photograph, on print, between his fingers; what it was, Ana could only guess.

She cracked open her dry mouth, and then closed it again. Trying to shape anything between them further than strategy was like gazing at rubble, pieces of something splintered unrecognizably. Jack must have been just as lost, otherwise he wouldn’t be so quiet. He had never been particularly quiet. But then again, neither had she. A humourless smile flitted across her lips—how empty they’ve become. She wondered if Gabriel felt the same.

The atmosphere was so utterly crushing, she almost wanted to leave the room, even if it was only a temporary escape of inevitable discomfort. But... Jack was here. Jack was here—and she had been alone for so long. She guessed from the lines on his face that he’d been lonely, too. Her old heart ached, because oh, she loved him. She loved them both.

Jack glanced up at her, and Ana realized she had been staring. For a moment, blue eyes held brown—longing, and apprehensive, and Ana didn't have to wonder if Jack still loved them too. Part of her wanted to scoff; why wallow and pine when they could do something about it? She could march over there right now and hold him, kiss him.

But it was so much, so soon. Their history was long, their lives together in shambles, and so they remained in uneasy liminity; neither daring to speak nor move.

Ana took a breath. In an act of bravery—or cowardice—she stood. Jack’s eyes didn't leave her face, nervous and questioning.

“Maintenance,” she murmured, grabbing her rifle and kit. Truly, her rifle hardly needed any attention at the moment, but anything was better than this feeling like suffocation.

Jack looked like he could sag in relief. “Good idea.”

He folded his photo away as she did her memories. She opened her kit while Jack fetched his own gear, and narrowed her focus. For now, they could fill the void between them with the smell of grease, and busy unsure hands with steel. Maybe they could stave off the many, many conversations to be had, without the isolation that had been eating away at them. At least for today, Ana thought—just to get through today.

#overwatch #reaperana76 #old soldiers #reaperana #gana #r76 #reaper76 #gabriel reyes #jack morrison #ana amari #reaper (overwatch)#solider: 76 #SERIES: old soldiers old love

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glaringapollo · 7 years

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