#I FUCKING LOVE JESSE MCCREE

[theshimadaslovers]

I wasn't planning in make other boys of Overwatch, but...I couldn't resist 👁👄👁

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~CAKES FOR REAPER~

(REAPER X YOU FEM!READER)

Summary: It's Reaper's birthday and...well, only you remembered. Not only a bday but, became a little more tha that for Reaper.

Genre: Very cute and fluffy, a little dramatic, but we love drama, come on.

Warnings: Definitely none. It's cute!

*Talon just went back from a mission, you're a newbie so Reaper prefer to let you out of this one, for safety. Everyone went back to the rooms and Reaper was injured, so he lay down on his bed for rest*

*You knock his door*

Reaper- What?

You- Is me...I came to check on you.

Reaper- I'm fine, go away.

You- *Opens the door* Is unlocked, silly.

Reaper- *sighs in stress*

You- Moira told me...you almost died for real this time.

Reaper- *Chuckles* Good lucky with that.

You- You may be dead and alive at the same time, Gabriel, but you still can die...for real! *sits on the bed checking his bandages* Stop being crazy in some missions.

Reaper- Do you even know what happened, girl?

You- ...You went alone to a room full of omics...big ones.

Reaper- *sighs* I didn't knew...

You- You silly owl...*sighs* Careful next time, yeah?

Reaper- Why do you care so much?

You- Do you really wants to know the answer? *laughs* I guess not.

Reaper- ..... I do.

You- Because you're my friend.

Reaper- *looked away* I'm not your friend.

You- But I see you as a friend *gets up* You had dinner?

Reaper- Not hungry.

You- That was not my question, sunshine.

Reaper- *Sighs in stress again* No....!

You- I'll bring you something. I asked Moira if you still eat normally as a person, so... I'll make for you.

Reaper- *laugh* I'm not a person for you?

You- You're a dead alive person, it's different. *walks out the room*

Reaper- Mm...*heavy breath*

*At the principal room, you were checking out some informations about the last missions*

Widow- *coming back with a coffee*

You- *look at her* You went to a coffee shop?

Widow- Oui.

You- What? How?

Widow- Disguise.

Sombra- Hey! *Suddenly appears* You guys won't believe what I just found!

Widow- Depends.

Sombra- A hilarious Google research from Cole Cassidy!

You- Cole Cassidy?

Widow- Jesse McCree.

You- Oh yeah, he changed his name.

Sombra- "Cactus spines in butt, how get rid off?" HAHAAA! *Everybody laughing*

Widow- So pathetic...*laughs*

You- Where the HELL he get a cactus?! Poor thing.

Doom- Ladies...what is all that noise? *Enters the room*

Sombra- I'll show you later, boss! *still laughing* Overwatch is hilarious!

Doom- Well, you two has to come with me for some business trip and y/n will take care of Reaper. After his almost suicidal plan, he'll stay for rest.

You- Business trip? *laughs* Come on, boss, be honest.

Doom- Ok *laughs* We got some murders to make. Let's go, the plane is taking off in 20 minutes.

Sombra- And our stuff?

Doom- They put everything on the plane. Let's go.

Sombra- Alright, that was a five star service *look at you and smirked* Good lucky, chiquita. *Disappear*

Widow- I need some vacations...*rool eyes and walks out the room closing the door*

*You keep sitting on the chair and looks at Reapers room door, then the calendar*

*At Reapers room, after hours completely impatient and taking naps, his cells regenerated completely his superficial wounds. He sat on the bed and breath heavily feeling the pain on his left rib, taking his hand on the bandage around his body. Stands up almost losing balance and leans himself against the wall*

Reaper- Fucking hell...! *moan and look at the calendar on the wall looking at the date for a couple of minutes. Breath heavily and starts to walk to the door* No one cares, Reyes...

*He went out of his room looking the empty place*

Reaper- Finally alone... *sighs in content*

You- Not for so long *Appers and laughs* I made something for you at the kitchen, I was about to bring it for you.

Reaper- I'm not hungry.

You- I didn't ask... *smiles to him and stand in front of him* Go, you gonna like it.

Reaper-...it is...cookies?

You- Maybe *laughs* You're funny, good thing I like you. *tap his shoulders and went to your room*

Reaper- *sighs and walks towards the kitchen*

*Arriving the kitchen he come across with the most caring situation he could ever cross, a cake on the table, with candles lighted, a plate of cookies and a paper plaque written "Happy Birthday, Dark Knight♡"*

*He stands there for a while trying to process everything. First, how the hell you knew that he was Gabriel Reyes, second, how the hell you knew his birthday date? Well, he only sighs trying not to feel pleased under his mask and walks towards the table. He grab a cookie and chuckle*

Reaper- Cookie~

*He felt your presence behind him and turned around still holding the cookie*

You- *laughs* You like it?

Reaper- How did you know? All about that?

You- I have my secrets. *you smiled going towards him and hugs Reaper making his embarrassed* Happy birthday, Gab.

Reaper- Mmmm...! *Literally paralyzed*

You- *laughs and steps away* Not used to hugs, huh? Oh! I got you a gift too! Be right back! Don't! Run away! *points to him and ran out*

Reaper- A...gift? Birthday gift? *take off the mask revealing a grey skin full of scars* But I have cookie...*eats the cookie and felt a little bit of joy on his body wiggling little* Good cookie...~

You- Gab! *Tuns to the kitchen with a small box* Here! I made it for you! Is a decoration for your guys, I don't have any idea how and from where you pick up the guys, but...Yeah.

Reaper- You made it?

You- Yep. Open up! *excited*

*He grab the box and opens up without hesitation feeling surprised by seeing a little cute Reaper perfectly made by hand, it was a pendent for his shotguns*

Reaper- *Inhales* You...you made it with your own hands?

You- Yes, commander *smiles*

Reaper- For me?

You- *nodded*

Reaper- Mm...*put the mask on and smile inside of it* Ah...thanks...right. I...I like it. *blush and clears his throat*

You- That was the first present, I think you deserve more than one.

Reaper- *Looks at you for a while* One more?

You- Yep.

Reaper- Why? I'm a high functional psychopath and you're giving me gifts.

You- Yeah. *smiles*

Reaper- ....Why?

You- You're my friend, Gab. Talon is not the most supportive group but I am. You know... is good to put a smile in someone so hurted like you.

Reaper- I did not smiled...*blush inside the mask and looked away*

You- I know you did, Reyes, I know. *laughs and stand on your tiptoes to give him a kiss on his mask* Happy birthday, sir and enjoy the cake and cookies, are just for you~ *walks away from the kitchen* I'll be at my room!

Reaper- Mmmm....*look at the pendent and smiles again* Talon don't deserve you.... *look at the door and sighs*

*He sat down on the table and bring the plate of cookies to him, take off the mask again and enjoy every piece of each cookie. About to eat the cake all by himself, he stopped and think, sighs, stands up and grab a big knife cutting two slices*

*He walks through the hallways looking for you room holding to plates with cake. Finding he knock it with his foot and you immediately went to open up*

You- Oh...Hey! *smiles* Did you ate everything?

Reaper- I was thinking if we can enjoy the cake together...on my fucking birthday.

You- *laughs and blush* Sure, it would be a pleasure. Come in! *you gently pull him inside*

*Minutes later both was sitting on your bed talking like two normal people, he put the mask aside but not for too long, since the mask is what helps him breath. He put the mask back and chuckle at the conversation you both were talking*

Reaper- It was funny how Jack Morrison was such a needy guy for attention at the time...

You- Really? I tought that he was a little more mature *both laughed*

Reaper- After became Overwatch commander's, he went a little more mature...

You- Oh man... You pass trought some good shits with Overwatch.

*Reaper looked away and sighs loudly enough to have your attention and you get more worried*

You- You're ok?

Reaper- Why you're in Talon?

You- I...*Felt confused* I'm here because I was saved by you guys in Russia, remember?

Reaper- But why you stay? We're the bad guys...you're not bad. Talon don't deserve someone like you.

You- I know. *smiled making him surprised by your unexpected answer* But you're here, Reaper.

Reaper- *Takes his hand to his chest feeling his heart race*

You- And I believe there's goodness behind this dark owl mask.

Reaper- *chuckles* Goodness? I'm a high functional-

You- A high functional psychopath *roll eyes and laughs* But you're not.

Reaper- *groans*

You- If you were, I wouldn't be here. You wouldn't care. We wouldn't be eating cake and having a nice chat in my bed. This is what a high functional psychopath sounds like?

Reaper- *Speechless*

You- You have feelings and empathy, Reaper...You're Gabriel Reyes...and you're broken. Come on, you loved my cookies! *laughs*

Reaper- I'm not a...psychopath?

You- I'm not a doctor or psychiatrist...but...yeah, you're a not a psychopath, Gab. I don't know who you were, but...Talon is doing so bad shit with your head. This anger inside of you? This depression? You're broken and is so much worse.

*Reaper stand in silent and looked away thinking a about everything that already happened to him those last years. He never really enjoyed killing, he's just... angry*

You- *stand on your knees in front of him and open your arms* Come on.

Reaper-....No.

You- You hugged me earlier, come on, Rey!

Reaper- I don't like hu...!!! *You suddenly falls on him hugging*

You- You're just not used anymore...*Hug him tightly* You need to rest your head somewhere for a while.

Reaper- *Slowly starts to embrace you on his arms* I...I'm not good...with this.

You- *chuckle* You don't need to be good...

*Reaper let his emotions act for a second and hugged you tightly pulling you more close to him. You were surprised that he won't let it go of you anymore...at least, it's seems like not. You had to sit on his lap, because it looks like he wanted to pull you more closer to him, which was impossible... but he enjoyed feel that again. His head rested on your shoulder and both relaxed keeping the hug. You smiled feeling that you finally could try to help him and his poisoned soul*

Continue ....??

[void-starkiller]

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Words: 5,906

Relationship: Cole Cassidy/Genji Shimada

Additional tags: Genji Shimada, Cole Cassidy (Overwatch), Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Blackwatch Era, Overwatch Recall, pre-blackwatch era, First Love, Anal Sex, Rimming, Blow Jobs, Top Cole Cassidy (Overwatch), Young Cole Cassidy (Overwatch), Young Genji Shimada, Canon-Typical Violence, Kissing, Love Confessions, genji shimada's slutty little waist, oh i call cole cassidy jesse mccree here, No Beta, i wrote most of this in class, Face-Fucking

Summary:

They knew each other before…before everything.

They were young things, with a sweet young sort of love.

But they were broken, too, and broken people take time to mend.

[fictionkinfessions]

(Mpc sorry abr the language in this i am just so angy)

God you absolute BITCH! I LOVED you you stupid fucker! You taught me everything and kicked my ass into gear and showed me i was FINALLY WORTH A DAMN and then you found your FUCKING soldier again and all I was left to you was the fucking dust under your boot.

I loved you. I *still* love you [hysterical laughter emoji] how the hell am i supposed to deal with that?

Genji watched what you did to me. He watched me fall apart every fucking day without you and he built me back up and I'm so glad I had him and have him. But up until now I remembered none of that and just. Haha. Out of the blue you left the one person you promised never to leave. Fuck you Gabriel. I love you, you bastard.

-Jesse McCree fictive (not cole cassidy, dont call me that)

x

[seanettlles]

i wanna go home so bad but i still have hours of work left and then a trip to my parents' place so i'm posting this instead of working ✌️

(thanks @threefill for the distraction💜)

What ship were you completely obsessed with as a teenager, but now you don't care about anymore?

magnus bane/alec lightwood (yes i read the shadowhunters series don't @ me i was like 13 lmao)

Which ship would you consider your first one?

first serious ship that i actively read fics and such for would definitely be jesse mccree/hanzo shimada from overwatch

i miss og overwatch 😭😭😭 i played so much of it and it was so fun before the game went in a different direction

Your first fanfic was about which couple?

bruno madrigal/my encanto oc, milo castaño 💜 not that i ever. finished it or plan to post it anywhere, i had no plot in mind so it's very rambling and disjointed 😂 i really should write Something for them at some point lmao

Do you remember the first couple you saw fan art of?

magnus and alec again 😔 but after that def more mchanzo stuff, also a lot of genji shimada/zenyatta

Have you ever gotten into ship discourse?

my guys (gender neutral) i am perpetually exhausted as it is do you think i have the energy for arguing over barbies 😂😭 about the only "discourse" i get into is whining about the lack of Gay Bruno Content in dms lol (something something what do you mean i have to be the change i wanna see in the world)

Did you use to have any NOTP or have one currently?

not that i can think of!!!

Who were the last couple in the last fanfic you read?

uhhhhhhhhh i don't. remember lmao, i read a lot of random kink fics from various fandoms and i don't know any of the characters bc encanto has none catered to me specifically and i Cannot post my own with milo and bruno bc 😳😳😳 no one is allowed to perceive that side of me, and people would likely recognize milo's character even if i changed up his name lmao

(maybe one day i'll just throw all my fucks out the window and post something. prolly not but who knows)

Currently, do you have any OTPs?

bruno/milo 😌✌️ and also bruno/milo/javi, as well as just milo/javi bc me and @sionnaach are Very Normal about our sons and shove them in 38496948272 different universes (our sons include bruno, we stole him from disney, he is Ours Now)

Is there any couple that, to this day, that you are extremely mad about not getting into?

nah

Is there any ship you used to dislike but now you think they're kind of interesting?

hmmm not that i can think of 🤔

Do you have any ship that, in the past, would have been considered normal but now you would be cancelled over?

i don't think so 😂 hope not anyway???

What is your favourite crack ship?

bowser/luigi ✌️ i have a cute zine of them even

What is the couple you read the most fanfics about?

still mchanzo, nothing will top them most likely 😂 i was obsessed with them for years, there's still one fic i read during college and it hasn't updated since??? 2016????? but someday hopefully 🥺 i would love to read more of it, it was amazingly written (popcorn redemption by wyntera if anyone's interested ✌️)

What do most of your ships have in common?

gay gay homosexual gay

What do you absolutely hate in a ship?

themes of dubious consent/gaslighting, that sort of... angsty genre of fics/shipping??? idk how to articulate it exactly 😅 i just like more fluffy couples, it's so weird to me when one character is like. abusive or manipulative under the guise of love and people eat that shit up (not a negative judgment, just not my scene and i can't personally wrap my head around the appeal)

if you read this far and wanna play, consider yourself tagged!!!!! i wanna hear about your ships!!!!!!!!! >:3c

[yeehanfrf]

Week 17 Recs: Better Get Comfy

This week, the theme was "Better Get Comfy." I asked for fics between 25,000 and 50,000 words (or thereabouts). These are the fics that are just long enough to cuddle up with for a while!

Behind the cut, you'll find the fics gathered from the Yeehan community, organized by rating and then alphabetically by title.

General Audiences

The Sacred Heart of a Lost Sharpshooter by illune [54,037 words] Reccer comment: "when i tell you this fic in particular changed my life and the way i perceive yeehan... i feel like very few people understand both hanzo and cass as characters, but nestor just *gets it*"

Teen and Up

Discontinuity by SaltCore [25,469 words] Reccer comment: "That fic is so beautifully written!"

They tell him his name is Cole Cassidy. They tell him he’s a vigilante and a mercenary and a brave man and a good man. He supposes he’ll have to take their word for it. He can’t remember for himself.

Mature

Civic Duty by Liquid_Lyrium [40,256 words] Reccer comment: "a fun romp"

When Jesse McCree pulls jury duty—twice—for his writing personas, Hanzo will do whatever it takes to save the reputation of one of his favorite romance/erotica authors. Especially if it means that his favorite series on hiatus will return. The fact that he has feelings for McCree has nothing to do with his equations. Jesse and Hanzo will need to sort out fact and fiction between their accumulated identities.

Threads by CommonNonsense [49,230 words]

Despite being 38 years old, Hanzo has never met his soulmate. He's learned to ignore the red string on his left hand for the last ten years, knowing he is destined to remain alone as he atones for his mistakes. It is for the best. Jesse McCree, however, isn't one to take that lying down.

Explicit

A Losing Combination by manic_intent [42,402 words] Reccer comment: "one of my early favorites in this fandom"

“Do you know what you are here for?” Jesse scratched behind his ear, a little thrown. This, right here, was why Jesse fucking hated going undercover. Talk, talk, talk. Usually, Jesse got bored very quickly, and when Jesse got bored, his trigger finger tended to get itchy. Besides, they’d confiscated his goddamned gun. That was a downright depressing thing to do to a man, that was. “I’m here as hired muscle, yeah?” “Yes,” Hanzo said disdainfully. “‘Hired muscle’. What do you know about me?”

Against the Ropes by Ziane [39,147 words] Reccer comment: "hanzo gets a proposition of a lifetime"

When Jesse McCree met Hanzo Shimada, he never expected to fall so hard so fast. Despite the imminent fight that looms over him, he can only think about how would Hanzo feel under the sheets. In a last-minute impulse, McCree surprises the yakuza prince with a shameless proposition that leaves him stunned.

Boy Next Door by rebeccastceir [35,387 words]

“You know of course,” Hanzo said, “that at some point I am going to have to try to kill you, simply to appease my bosses.” “An’ you know at some point you an’ I are gonna be having lots and lots of sex,” Jesse replied. Hanzo nodded. A smile flickered across his lips. “At many points, if you are any good.”

Coyote Lovely by t_pock [WIP; 38,969 words] Reccer comment: "no way this one hasnt been recced a bajillion times but just for good measure (old name for cowboy and explicit)"

After a mission gone wrong, Hanzo and McCree must lie low in New Mexico for a week. Together.

decalcomanie by a8eja [23,574 words]

Hanzo has a knack for deluding himself and a penchant for will-they-won't-they bullshit.

Ichigo by morrezela [27,121 words]

They break up on a Wednesday

It's All Your Fault by Cadeykat [25,100 words]

Hanzo Shimada joins the ranks of Overwatch and finds that he quite likes teasing the resident cowboy. That is, until a single compliment ruins his thought process, and he has to deal with feelings he's not exactly well versed in.

Puppy Love by MarquesGillette [58,047 words]

Genji signs Hanzo up for a wolfmen/human speed date. Hanzo falls head over feet for a wolf well versed in weather trivia. -  Squinting at his brother, Hanzo mumbles, “I do not understand. What is a ‘furry?’”  Genji rubs a forefinger under his nose to hide his face-splitting grin. “Literally you."

Ride for the brand by Ziane [37,411 words] Reccer comment: "yakuza hanzo & bodyguard cass are a delicious combo"

Jesse McCree has been working as a bodyguard for the Shimada-gumi for the past two years. He's making a living and he has met Shimada Hanzo, a spoiled brat, his worst nightmare, and his most shameful wet dream.

The Ink Dark Moon by Miko [24,975 words]

Wolf youkai Hanzo has sought only solitude since the disastrous battle with his brother Genji, that resulted in the nekomata's death. Roaming the world, he finds himself settling in a remote area of what humans call the Wild West. It has everything he could ask for; a forest with abundant food, a local wolf pack who are willing to accept him as a friend and ally, and most of all, peace and quiet. Until a gravely injured coyote shifter stumbles almost into his lap, chased by a pack of vicious wolfman creatures. The last thing Jesse McCree ever expected was to find somewhere he wanted to call 'home' again. He's lost too many people that he cared about over the years, and he'd thought he was permanently gunshy. Hanzo is standoffish and arrogant, but Jesse can see there's so much more beneath the wolf's harsh surface. The more he learns of who Hanzo really is, the harder Jesse starts to fall. Problem is, Jesse may well be infected by the werewolf virus in the wake of the attack. And if that isn't enough to tear them apart, the truth of Hanzo's past might be, when Jesse finally discovers how the man is connected to his former packmate Genji. Is love enough to hold them together?

This World Can't Tear Us Apart by ChillieBean [27,894 words]

It was supposed to be a quick and easy surveillance mission. It was supposed to be just another mission. When a series of unexpected events bring Hanzo and Cole closer together, their hidden feelings for each other bubble to the surface.

to say that we're in love is dangerous by kettuluv [31,228 words]

Hanzo Shimada knelt for no man. He would never, ever waver in the presence of someone he deemed lower than him. Never would he bow, never would he get to his knees, never would he show any sign of weakness towards anyone. And yet… Here he sat, knelt in front of that ridiculous man who never stopped talking, who didn't know boundaries, who would've done anything to make someone smile, or laugh. The man who just cared so much. The man whose touch was soft but firm, eyes dark but warm, voice rough yet so full of love. Here he sat with his body trembling, his breath sharp and shaky, face flushed hot, in front of Jesse McCree, the only man he's ever knelt for. *** Letting himself fall for Jesse like this was dangerous for both of them, in more ways than one.

Unabashed by sciencefictioness [36,778 words] Reccer comment: "read it if you love scion - fuck it - read it if you love yeehan"

“Not that I ain’t happy about where this is going, but I’m a fuckin’ mess. You don’t want me wash up first? And I still ain’t got your name, beautiful.” Hanzo pulls the tie from his hair, letting it fall loose around his face and spill over his shoulders. Jesse slides a hand up his side and tangles his fingers in it, like he can’t quite help himself. Behind enemy lines, playing a perilous game, and still Jesse is losing himself, his world realigning with Hanzo at its center. Hanzo preens under the attention, powerful like he only ever is with someone underneath him. Begging, or bleeding, or calling his name.

Willing to Lie by Ilyen [WIP; 69,622 words] Reccer comment: "unfinished, but you know it's good when someone recs that regardless"

"It's Thanksgiving. Want to skip that long, insulting conversation about how you're still single? About how your parents really want more grandchildren? Well, look no further! I am a 28 year old felon with no high school degree and a dirty old van one year younger than me painted like Eddie Van Halen's guitar. I can play between the ages of 20 and 29 depending on if I shave. I'm a line cook and work late nights at a bar. If you'd like to have me as your strictly platonic date for Thanksgiving, but have me pretend to be in a very long or serious relationship with you, to torment your family, I'm game." -Jesse McCree probably A story 110% based on this craigslist ad - http://cdn.foodbeast.com/content/uploads/2014/11/craig.jpg

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And that's it for Week 17! Thank you so much to everyone who submitted a rec.

If you find a fic you like, please be sure to let the author know you enjoyed it through comments or kudos!

Tune in for the Week 18 theme, "By the Numbers," for all those 5+1, 3+1, etc., fics.

In the meantime, you can also check out the Week 16 recs here, or check the full list of past and future themes here.

[alexiela73]

Can I please have a headcanon for Reaper where he's both excited and scared after learning he's going to be a dad?

Absolutely!

Gabriel Reyes

McCree knew about the pregnancy before Gabe, only because Gabe's s/o was worried about telling them

The two of them had never really gotten as far as children- you'd been dating maybe six months, and as far as the two of them were concerned, wasn't that serious

After all, the two of them were very career motivated and worked a lot

The two of them have always practiced safe sex, and though the two of them could get carried away, neither had really put much thought into this happening

McCree was there when Gabriel was told. It was a lot for him to process, and admittedly, the first thing he'd said was, "But....But I wore a condom..."

Jesse had rolled his eyes. "As you've told me maybe hundreds of times, Gabe...its not a fool-proof thing, condoms," he'd said.

His partner had asked what Gabriel thought they should do, if they should terminate the pregnancy or not

Honestly, Gabriel had just grabbed the nearest bucket and puked

McCree suggested both parties take a few days to sit on the information before coming to a decision. After all, the fetus wasn't going anywhere

Gabe ended up needing to take the next few days off, in which Jesse checked on him periodically. He tried talking to him, but Gabriel was pretty clammed up about the whole thing

What if he was as shitty a father to the baby as his father had been to him? What if he was a bad dad? What if the baby grew up and hated him?

Another part of him though imagined a small infant in his arms, and wondered what it'd be like to have a piece of himself like that. Would he like being a dad? He already had plenty of adult children

Jesse got so worried that finally he told Ana what was going on and sent her to talk to him

Ana had gone to his room and went in. After a few minutes, she'd broken the silence with, "So, you ready to be a father?"

The words had made him groan and he dropped his hands into his head. "No...maybe...I don't know. Can you go away?"

Ana had chuckled, moving to sit in his desk chair. "No, I can't. Gabriel, you have to make a decision sooner then later. If you don't want the baby, that's completely valid. But if you do...then you need to sit down and talk with her. Come to a decision you both can be happy with."

"How am I suppose to decide?" Gabe asked, looking up at her. "What if I go through with this and its one big mistake? What if I fuck up the kid? I...I don't want to be a bad dad."

Raising an eyebrow, Ana had watched him for a moment, before moving to sit next to him and put her hand on his arm. "You wouldn't be a bad father," she said gently. "I know you, Gabe. You are hard working and hard headed- and present. That's what children need."

Gabriel shook his head a bit. "I'm just...scared, I guess," he muttered. "I...I think I want to be a dad. I just don't think I could stand it though if I failed them..."

"The secret is, Gabriel, that you will always worry you've failed them. You will always double question yourself and if you made the right choices. As long as you love them, through thick and thin, that is the most important thing. As long as you support your child, then you will never fail as a parent," Ana said soothing, rubbing his arm and watching him as Gabriel closed his eyes.

Her old friend looked so tired and ragged. This was a big decision, and of course, Ana remembered what it was like when she realized she was pregnant with Fareeha. Its terrifying.

"Plus, you've survived Jesse. At this point, I think you'll survive anything," she said, managing to get a chuckle out of him. "There it is. Think on it a bit longer, okay? But don't keep hiding away."

Gabriel wiped his eyes, before giving her a few pats on the back. "Ya...thanks, Ana. I'll think about it awhile longer," Gabriel said, but he really did feel a bit better after the talk with her.

[goodluckdetective]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗

Oh man, what a question. I tried to pick a piece each from a different fandom to mix it up a bit:

The Devil Went Down to Georgia (Overwatch)

Ship: McHanzo or Hanzo/Cassidy Summary: Fifteen years ago, Jesse McCree made a deal at a crossroads for someone’s life. Now, the creature has come to collect. Why I like it: I still think this is one of the best things I’ve ever written. The plot here is solid, I managed to showcase how important McCree/Cassidy is to Overwatch as a whole and I think the horror bits land well. I need to update it with new names but otherwise it holds, despite some bits being jossed.

Letters to Nowhere (Supernatural)

Ship: Destiel, Sam/Eileen Summary: AU Post Inherit the Earth. After God is defeated, Sam decides to text the one person they're still missing with regular updates. Castiel can read them when he gets back. Because they are getting him back. This isn’t Chuck’s story anymore. They’ve lost too much to him as it is. They’ve won: it’s time they feel like it. And act like it too. Why I like it: I tend to stay away from writing multi chapter works because I’m bad at finishing them, but this is one piece I managed from start to finish. My goal here was to write something that felt like it could be close to canon and while I do think it’s a little too sappy for that, I got as close as I could. Also, I adore the Chuck sections.

Smile, You’re Trending (The Magnus Archives)

Ship: Jon/Martin Summary: During an encounter with another Avatar of the Eye, Jon faces his past, Martin takes a turn at playing Kill Bill and Basira has a second look at the monster she’s determined to see. For three people associated with the Eye, they could all use some perspective. Why I like it: OCs in fic is always a gamble, especially if you want them to hold a chunk of screen time but here I think I managed it. I’ve gotten a lot of compliments on my avatar I used in this story as an antagonist and I think she works well!

System Failure (RVB)

Ship: None Summary: It starts like this. The Director needs your help. It ends like this: exactly how it starts. Why I like it: This is the best horror piece I’ve ever written, hands down. It fucks.

Tamper Proof (Ace Attorney)

Ship: Wrightworth Summary: Miles Edgeworth does not ride on elevators. It is perhaps this reason that he is the first to notice that Phoenix Wright does not drink from pre-opened containers. Why I like it: I tend to write only small little things for Ace Attorney but I think this is one of my better ones. I wanted to explore Phoenix’s trauma in conversation with Edgeworth’s, and I think I succeed!

[suicidalgamergirl]

OverWatch Missions

So I find out playing as Missions that are permanently out and the Underworld Limited Time Missions give out more EXP than in Quick Play. I'm 11 Tiers away from getting the Anna skin.

I can see why people suggested I should play Winston. He was pretty easy to manage and I didn't die in said missions.

Anyways back to storyline. Yeah, Blizzard has wonderful story aspects. It's why I picked up an artbook that discusses how they create their ideas. Cole Cassidy/Jesse McCree was an StarWatch character draft. Now he's is the well known cowboy everyone loves and adore from the series.

Okay, so fuck Talon. Oh yes, let's kill an Omnic political advisor so the robots will know their place. Surely, nothing bad would happen to the world, regardless of humans fearing these robots that want to live in peace.

Nothing bad will happen/sarcasm. *points to WW1 as an example*

Which gives Ramattra a pretty good reason to hate humans. And I agree.

(Don't shove me with Dobson and all those fedora wearing man-children saying they respect the opposition that is being oppressed. I swear, I'm trying to lose weight and my left eye fuck up on my vacation away from home.)

This just feels like Megaman X all over again.

It sucks you had pay for it. And I think Blizzard knows that give people those sweet interesting cut scenes and people will play it.

And it runs well on the Switch. So yay.

As a newb, I like the story modes. Plus new lore book is coming out next year.

Now can I go back to quick play to play as Illari and LifeWeaver?

[cowboysimp]

Wake Up Kisses (McCree x Reader)

Jesse McCree x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Description: Jesse is an early riser and his (s/o) is the exact opposite, that doesn’t stop him from waking them up in the early hours for his own amusement. 

SFW

Character Count: 4061

Warnings: Cussing?? 

Soft kisses were peppered against your neck causing you to stir awake. “Ugh - Jesse stop it.“ It was too early for this. You swatted at the large man laying next to you only to be forcefully rolled onto the American’s chest. 

“Why hello there, sugar’.” A coy smirk was planted on Jesse’s face, the morning light hitting his skin in an almost elegant way. Not that the word ‘elegant’ should ever be associated with Jesse. The cowboy’s eyes were crinkled with misplaced love and his beard scruff kept on brushing uncomfortably against your face as McCree pressed his cheeks against yours fondly.

Trying to get away from the newfound cause of annoyance, you sat up and straddle the flirty cowboy.

“Jesse, why the fuck did you wake me up?” Your tone of voice was honeyed up but the passive-aggressive words and nails being brought trailing down McCree’s chest showed the building frustration. 

Already quite the expert in ignoring his lovers early morning aggression, Jesse didn’t deter from his unspoken goal of having a relaxing morning. Instead he smiled in response to his significant other’s displeasure before he pulled his frustrated lover back down to his chest, the sudden movement causing you to let out a shocked squeal as you were sent flying downwards.

After colliding with McCree’s chest, you swiftly propped yourself back up as much as you could with the large brute you called your lover holding you down. Seeing the mischievous twinkle in McCree’s eyes, you let out an angered yell

“JESSE!! WHAT THE HEL-“ Before you could even get into your tirade, a pair of heavy set lips were placed against your own and successfully shutting you up. You tried to struggle in response but after a moment, gave in as the reality that escaping Jesse’s tight grip would be impossible.

Jesse let out small chuckles as he broke the kiss after a few long moments. He also released his grip on you, trailing his metallic hand down to the curve of your back, raising goosebumps as the cool metal fingertips met the soft, and warm skin. Once his hand found its place, he began to trace small patterns into your back, his free hand propping up his head.

As he got comfortable, his lover's annoyance grew when you realized the sleazy dog you were laying on top of had yet to respond to your earlier claims of displeasure. Deciding to restate your first pleas of annoyance, you spoke again tiredly. “It’s too early. Why’d you wake me up?” 

The western man only smiled causing you to flick his nose. “Answer the question, Jesse.” 

Releasing another chuckle from deep within his chest, he spoke. “Just wanted to see ya’ pumpkin.” The cheeky smirk that laid lazily across his face turned into a fond smile as he saw the scowl form on your face. 

“You see me every day. You know that right?” Your brows furrowed together, showcasing clear displeasure but with a soft laugh from Jesse, your distaste was quickly turned into a barely visible smile. Seeing that Jesse was unable to help himself, he spoke up once more with the intention to tease. 

“...Gorgeous, you really should smile more, darlin’. it suits you.” His words immediately caused the smile he just complimented to disappear. 

You rolled your eyes in response, too exhausted to come up with something witty to say. Instead, pressing your face down into Jesse’s strong chest and mumbling a soft “shut up“ 

Despite your exasperated reaction, Jesse knew he had pleased you with his words as he felt the smile reform against his bare chest. Not seeing the need to continue, he responded with a soft hum as he closed his eyes. 

-Fin

I hope you all enjoyed my first post, sorry if the writing seems a bit tense. I'm not used to writing in this perspective and I'm not so sure how I feel about it. I love feedback though and don’t mind my mistakes being pointed out, or being given tips on how to make it better!

[hpytrails]

          The Stetson is a constable about 185 centimeters without any sign of a thrashing or jumping bone in him. Sure, he enjoys the typical drink at the pub like any other bobby -- but he hardly does it on duty. He’s a strange one that’s for sure, but he always seems to catch downers quickly, efficiently, and with charm and care. He treats downers with kindness and respect! But here’s the weirdest part: the downers never become repeat offenders! Haha! Isn’t that peculiar? Whenever asked, The Stetson always says this: “Maybe just listen to ‘em. Help ‘em clear their mind.”

          Whoever would ask that about a downer? Haha, I haven’t the foggiest! 

          Either way, he’s an interesting fella as he never wears the assigned bobby helmet! After his first helmet broke, he and Davy Hackney went back and forth about the style of the hat and why a bobby would ever choose to actually wear the darned thing. When The Stetson is questioned about this, he states: “I believe it fits me. I do my own thing; I don’t need anyone else tellin’ me what to do.”

          I still ask myself why the General hasn’t fired him! Haha!

          And gentlemen and ladies of this good, fine Wellngton Wells have you seen that firearm?! Why, I haven’t heard one since the war! And I can’t remember the sound it makes. Could one of our faithful readers please remind me what a bullet sounds like? If any of us even can! And what does The Stetson have to say about his trusty pistol: “It’s my best friend. And it gets the job done. Much quicker ‘n’ less dangerous than them wooden bats the others got lyin’ around.”

          Quite the odd chap, isn’t he? Haha! And what’s your actual name, sir?

          “Well, I prefer bein’ called the stetson, but if anyone asks, it’s Jesse McCree.”

          You know readers, I think that’s a familiar sounding name. It’s got a cowboy ring to it. Sort of like the documentaries of the wild, wild west. Did you know -- they were digging in the ground to find our precious Joy?! Haha! Can you believe it? Poor sods went looney in the mines trying to find our pills! Hahaha!

          Like our other red-donned officers, The Stetson has an office you can send a message to! He’d be more than willing to answer any of your questions, as I’m sure our wellettes are dying to know more about this “vigilante” out there, eh! Thank you for reading, and continue to have a lovely day for it. Because why else wouldn’t you?

A BIG THANK YOU TO @chainsxwsmile-personal FOR MY COMMISSION!!!

[thevellga]

I´ve told you how much I love Jesse Mccree?

[the-squeege]

hi.....i really really like them...... 😳

[lemonwritesstuff]

blackwatch team dealing with the heat

a/n: there is currently a heatwave happening in england and i’m massively hyperfixating on this strange little family so fucking take these headcannons please ok bye i swear i’m actually working on some fics

also genji is trans on this page ok he’s a big ol’ comfort character

and some mcgenji hehe >:3

Ok so at one point a heatwave hits the base and Jack says training is optional until its over

meaning this gives everyone a few days off

So Gabe and Mccree would be fine the heat because Gabe is from LA and Jesse is from the south of the US

But Genji and Moira

Are dying

Genji is mostly metal which doesn’t help anything 

but thank god he doesn’t have to suffer through warm ass summers with binding anymore

And Moira isn’t built for this, Ireland is cold and rainy most of the time.

Mccree finds comfort in it because he remembers the warm summers spent with deadlock just causing mischief

And the odd water fight

Genji spends most of the time starfishing on the kitchen floor because its the coldest place in the base.

No one questions it

Then like 2 hours later everyone hears “The Winner Takes It All” from Mamma Mia at full volume.

Let him live he’s having a moment about losing his first boyfriend to his transphobic ex 

Moira actually stops her experiments for once and binges that anime she’d started ages ago

Gabe reveals the next day that there’s a pool outside right next to the blackwatch quarters.

 Genji and Jesse are offended that he didn’t tell them soon

Thank god Genji’s cybernetics are waterproof

Gabe knows exactly why he didn’t tell the pair about it.

Within 10 minutes of being in the pool, they started having a water fight. 

Within 2 minutes of that happening, Gabe was joining in as well.

Moira just judged them from inside. 

Gabe saw Genji sneaking glances at Jesse and vice versa and made a bet with Moira that they’d get together that night

Gabe: Bet you $20 that they’re gonna get together

Moira: aight cool

lets just say moira is now $20 richer

This was actually Genji’s first time in a pool after his top surgery (i hc that he got it about a month before his fight with hanzo) and he felt so fucking free 

all in all, a good few days off. but hey, there ain’t no rest for the wicked

[themadmutt]

I love the head canon that Jesse has like a prosthetic eye which allows him to do deadeye it’s such a cool explanation?? Since yknow blizzard is jsut like “magical cowboy”

[glassrunner]

Video Game Challenge: [1/4] Archetypes/Factions

↝ Blackwatch, Overwatch

[ow-anteater]

Jesse McCree, tired monster hunter by trade, is beginning to think he has this down by now. Ana or Jack calls him, preferably at the least convenient time possible, and he goes to banish some ghosts with Fareeha. It’s practically pedestrian by now, all things considered. Too bad things are about to change, again. _______________________________________ Give it up for chapter 3! Alternative chapter title: Man Talks To Fish