(Alright so this was written because of some sad headcanons that were made up in a groupchat I'm in and I'm emotional and this was a little bit rushed but it hurt me too much to continue writing anything further)
She wasn’t sure why she bothered to keep it.
This absolutely stupid teddybear that just so happened to hold the Overwatch symbol upon its body. Amélie, or better known as Widowmaker now, wasn’t even sure why she had it. She couldn’t remember. All she knew was that she felt a strange connection to the damned thing, being outright protective of it. As if it were a glass item that would break if out of her care, she never allowed anyone else to handle it.
Sombra had once joked about taking it from her, Amélie didn’t know why she reacted the way she did. Her mind acted on autopilot, and for the first time she almost thought she felt something. The bubbling emotion deep insid