#Jesse Mccree x OC

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My Fallen 1:One Shot Demon Hanzo X Chubby Oblivious Dark Angel OC X Demon Jesse

[Hello My Sexy Readers, I am back with another chapter and this one was requested off of Wattpad by ThisPandaChild who was the first one to request my oc Michelle who will be the Oc on this possible mini smut series. We will be starting off with me as a fallen angel as panda child your request I did not know what you meant by dark angel but fallen angel works for a scenario so yeah :D I hope you all enjoy this chapter here my friends!]

(Michelle's pov)

I sigh as I look down at the glass I was cleaning. "Well yeah that's what I'm saying. I don't even know what happened to get me kicked out l" I mutter a little annoyed but also confused, saddened. "I guess I was just to ugly for haven" I joke as the man I was serving, Jesse, looked up.

"I hate hearin' you talk 'bout yourself like that darlin'. you know that." He said looking at me as he grabbed my writs

"Jesse.." "I mean you r beautiful, your enchanting, I would move heaven and earth for ya."

"I thought i was supposed to be the one flirting form a tip."

He smirked at me. I knew he was a demon and well. He was never mean to me or tried to kill me. So I did not see the problem. He always tip good and was kind so I did not mind him so much.

"What are you doing though Jesse?" I ask confused as he pinned me to the table those eyes on me, we were the last people in the diner and I was confused why he have me pinned to a table.

"you're beautiful Darlin' I love everything about you, everything.." he said as he pulled off my shirt leaning down and licking up my stomach as I turned red as I shudder as his hands grip my thighs.

"I love how grabable you are, I love when you blush, I love how you smell..I love, seeing how you squirm under me."

"Jesse.. I Ohhhhh~" I say as he took on of my nipples into his mouth.

I did not understand he was a demand and I was a fallen angel. It made no sense at all. Why would he be interested in me.

"Like these love handles, gives me just enough to grab~ To hold onto my Darling~" He says.

I blushed as he kissed me as his hands trailed my entire body as I moan before he pulls away biting my lip.

"I've wanted to hold you for so long Darlin', I wanted to make you feel as beautiful as I see you. I want to make you mine and no one else's." He said his voice deep at the last part.

I shudder it was clear now how he felt and why I was pinned to the table. I had to admit he was very cute. But... I am a ang- I was a angel of heaven... So ....I could do this now.

"What will you do to me?" I ask blushing and he smirks.

"I think you know, but in short...I'm gonna make you scream for me~" he said smirking as he lowered himself biting my stomach as he pulled down his own pants, yet he never pulled away from biting, licking and marking my skin

I knew Demons were possessive and loved to mark but this was oh~ So much better than I thought~ He then ripped off my skirt and panties and I gasped as cold air hits my woman hoof and I shudder in want. I am wet and that cool air makes me even more wet.

I feel him place a hand over my mouth, a finger gently probing me. "Can I darling?" He asked as I look up at him.

"Please.." he smirked as he pushed a finger in as I grip onto him.

"Hey you're okay, you're doing fantastic honeydew. So good. So wet for me~" he said as he pushed another inside of me.

I tried to keep my moans in as I but my lip god it felt so good but it felt strange too and a bit sore.

"I know it hurts darling... here.." I feel him still his hand as he kissed my neck muttering praises onto the skin as he I moaned softly and buck my hips as he smirked and moved his two fingers, spreading them inside me as I moaned as I felt my body suddenly tighten before feeling a snapping sensation before feeling my mind go kind of fuzzy as I watch Jesse pull out and lick his fingers clean, all while looking at me

I pant and looked at him and he had this hungry look in his eyes that made me shudder.

"Ready for the main course?" He asks and lines his cock up with me. God it was so big.

I felt scared as he leaned in kissing me as he used my cum as a way of getting himself wet. "It'll feel good." He said kissing me head

He thrusts in and I felt my hymen tear. I gripped onto him tight and cling to him digging my nails in his back.

"good job Darling good job." He said stroking my face. "you're already done the hard part."

He then begins to thrust and I moaned in slight discomfort and very much pleasure. I arched into him and wanted more of this but did not know how to ask.

He looked at me. "You want more darling?" He asked as I could only nod blushing. "Alright, good girl~" he said as he thrust faster as he gripped onto me

I moaned and did my best to meet his thrusts. He pounded into me hard and fast and I could feel a coil winding up in my gut as I pant and moan loudly gripping his hair. His hate on the floor. He grabbed onto me, practically pushing me into the table even more than I already was as I could hear it creaking under us. I wrapped my legs around him and then he bit my neck causing me to cum and for him to cum inside me with one finally thrust that broke the table. I wanted as I look up at him before I hear the door open

"Mccree Why are you so late." I hear a snarl.

Oh shit another demon.

[This is the first part there will be more with Hanzo demon and Jesse Demon. We hope you all enjoyed and stay sexy!]

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McCree mannnn,  love this cowboy way too much

[frank-a-lank]

“Nice shot, kolohe.”

“Aw, shucks.”

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One More Month

This is just a little something I came up with for my OC Orchid. It’s not that good but I hope you all enjoy it. I tried making it sad. Also, the song that is being sung can be found here. It’s by Civil Wars and every time I hear it I think of Jesse McCree.

Orchid roamed through the partially destroyed city. Talon had gained control of some anti omnic group and ordered them to attack this part of the city. Majority of this city once had many omnic citizens, omnic businesses, places that fixed omnics. This part of the city once had this. Now it was all rubble and ash. The attack happened a week ago, but the search parties have barely touched this area. Orchid kept expecting her hear someone screaming for help.

Orchid stumbled over something on the ground. Looking down she saw a human arm sticking out from under some rubble. She felt the bile rise in her throat but she swallowed it down. So much destruction, just to create a new crisis. So, the world can be reborn from the ashes. So, the strong can survive and the weak can parish. This new war will kill almost everyone, except those who started it. She had seen the explosions, Akande looked pleased and Reaper was silent. She wondered if he could feel anything. She was glad for the mask over her face, because she was crying during the attack.

Orchid continued walking through the rubble when she saw a music store. She walked inside and frowned at the broken instruments. But she froze when she saw an acoustic guitar. Orchid checked to make sure she was alone. No one was around except the ash and pieces of rubble and the bodies buried beneath them. She sat a chair up and picked up the guitar.

Orchid removed her mask and she was Rosa again. She began strumming the guitar, she remembered her father teaching her. He would sit her on his lap when she was small and tell her which strings to strum. She remembered her first guitar and the music books he bought her. She remembered playing and singing, flowers always seemed to erupt around her when she would play.

Rosa remembered the song she sang for a cowboy when she was younger. She remembered the blush on his face, how he watched with wide eyes as flowers grew around her.  He applauded her when she was done and she swore the young man was going to cry. She remembered him giving her a soft kiss on the lips and then he played a song for her. She couldn’t remember the name of the song he played, but she remembered smiling like a school girl.

Rosa smirked when she remembered her father asking about it, he had seen the whole thing. He only smiled and hugged her tightly and told her, “If he makes you happy, then I’m happy. But if he breaks your heart I’m going to kill him.” She smiled at the memory.

Rosa glanced back down at the guitar in her hand. The only song she could think of was the one she sung for that cowboy all those years ago. She slowly began to play and sing softly.

“Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what have I done? I’ve fallen in love with a man on the run Oh Lord, Oh Lord, I’m begging you please Don’t take that sinner from me Oh don’t take that sinner from me,”

Around her figure, flowers began to grow. It was such an odd thing to see. A woman in black, a gun on her side and vials of poison on her waist, who had a plague doctor mask, sitting in a destroyed music shop singing, with flowers sprouting up around her.  She knew if any Talon agent found her, her cover would be blown. But kept playing.

“Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what do I do? I’ve fallen for someone who’s nothing like you He’s raised on the edge of the devil’s backbone Oh I just wanna take him home Oh I just wanna take him home”

The tears began to prick her eyes. Everything was getting too hard. It was difficult keeping her cover. It was difficult pretending she was a heartless mercenary. It was difficult pretending Reaper was not the man who raised. She just wanted to hug him and cry into his chest and call him papa. She just wanted him to hold her back. She wanted to go home every night to her cowboy and the little one.

“Oh Lord, Oh Lord, he’s somewhere between A hangman’s knot, and three mouths to feed There wasn’t a wrong or a right he could choose He did what he had to do Oh he did what he had to do,”

She remembered when she told Jesse and Genji to leave Blackwatch. She remembered trying to reverse what Moira did to her father. She remembered kissing Jesse goodbye and him telling her to come with him. She remembered them parting on bad terms, tears ran down her face as he turned away from her. She remembered hearing about the explosion and finding out Talon got her father and learning about what they did to him. She remembered screaming and crying.

“Give me the burden, give me the blame I’ll shoulder the load, and I’ll swallow the shame Give me the burden, give me the blame How many, how many Hail Marys is it gonna take?”

She remembered getting back up and swearing to save her father. She remembered getting in touch with Jesse and him getting mad at her plan. She remembered the angry tear coated kisses they shared that night, the way he held her close as he pushed himself in and out of her. She remembered working on her plant and learning all she could about Talon. She remembered putting on her new outfit and becoming Orchid. She remembered things she did, she remembered meeting Reaper. She remembered joining Talon.

“Don’t care if he’s guilty, don’t care if he’s not He’s good and he’s bad and he’s all that I’ve got Oh Lord, Oh Lord, I’m begging you please Don’t take that sinner from me Oh don’t take that sinner from me”

Rosa finished the song. Tears were running down her face. Behind her she heard footsteps and a familiar jingle.

“You still sing beautifully,” came a voice that made her cry harder.

The person was in front of her almost immediately. The guitar was taken from her hands and two arms wrapped around her body, one metal and the other a flesh and blood arm. Rosa wrapped her arms around the man, his body armor was hard and cold but he smelled like home. Rosa sobbed into this serape, he rubbed her back and was whispering in her ear.

“It’s alright darlin, I’m here. Let it all out,” he whispered. She cried even harder.

When she finally stopped crying, Jesse pulled back and wiped her face. She was still so beautiful. The scar on her cheek didn’t diminish her beauty. She looked older, tired and scared. Despite the years and things that happened, she was still that sweet girl who liked to play in the dirt. Jesse kissed her lips softly and she kissed him back.

“You alright sugar?”

“No. I don’t know how much longer I can keep this up,” she sighed.

“Come home then. I miss you. She misses you. Asks for you every night,” Jesse said.

“Stop, I’m going to start crying again,” Rosa grumbled. She wiped her eyes and looked up at her cowboy. He was older now and he had more facial hair, shit more hair all over his body. But, he still reminded her of that sweet twenty something boy she first met. He was much cockier then, but he was always a sweetheart.

“What are you going to do sweet pea? Stay with them and keep ending up like this? It’s dangerous Rosa. If they find out you’re betraying them they’ll… Shit Rosa come home. Please,” Jesse pleaded. He looked worried for her, she hated when he had that look on his face. She hated how his eyes grew full of tears and how he was gripping her tightly.

“One month. Give me one more month. I’ll be home with you both then. I promise,” Rosa said.

“Why a month?”

“Because I have a plan. Wait for my signal.”

“Alright sweet pea. I love you.”

“I love you too. Give this to her, please,” Rosa said. She plucked a flower from the floor beneath her and waved her hand over it. The flower transformed into a beautiful pink lily. She handed it to Jesse and he smiled at her sadly.

“I will. Fuck darlin, I miss you. One month, that’s all you get before I drag your cute ass home.”

“I promise. One more month,” Rosa repeated. Jesse nodded his head and hugged her tightly. They held each other until her communicator went off.

She kissed her cowboy one last time and him tightly, then she placed her mask back on. Rosa was gone and Orchid was back. Jesse watched her go, he sat on the stool and sighed to himself. He twirled the beautiful flower in his fingers and pulled out a picture. He smiled at it, a tear ran down his face.

“One more month,” he whispered.

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✰menu✰ cakes: one-shot macaroons: blurb/drabble or imagine with less than 1,000 cupcakes: headcanons baguette: preferences pies: chapter or series

✰ — cakes:

“meant to be” | jesse mccree x fem! reader

“breakfast + dancing” | gabriel reyes x fem! reader

✰ — macaroons:

“sashimi” | hanzo shimada x fem! reader

“sleeping over his house” | lucio correia dos santos x fem! reader

“fallen workout” | brigitte lindholm x male! reader

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Meme #2

Reyes after he found McCree

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day whatever <3

i am... a day late by a few hours

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Cherry Blossoms (Hanzo Shimada + OC) Chapter 13

Chapter 13 of Cherry Blossoms (Master List)

Pairing: Alpha Hanzo + Omega OC

Word Count: 2422 words

The day after Halloween, an extremist anti-omnic group began a coup in Hong Kong. They had taken control of the airport, and were running through the streets attacking any omnics they came across, and in turn any organics with them. Winston sent a team out.

Danny startled awake at the sound of a ringtone going off. When she cracked her eyes open, she was met with the view of a bare chest. There was some blue ink on the chest, and following it to the shoulder it was attached to she could see it was Hanzo’s dragon tattoo. Upon gaining more awareness of everything, she could feel two strong arms around her waist.

With a squeak, she shot up, looking around. The arms around her tightened in protest, but she broke out of their hold in a panic. Hanzo startled awake at her forcefully tearing herself from his arms, and one hand reached up to rub his eyes to get the sleep out of them.

“What’s wrong, ‘me-” he cut himself off, eyes opening a bit more at the sight of a heavily breathing Danny. Almost instinctively, his arms went back around her, pulling her back down into his chest. “We fell asleep watching the movie, remember?” he prompted gently, and Danny took in a deep breath his scent flooding her nostrils and calming her almost instantly. She sighed happily.

“Y-yeah,” she murmured, nuzzling back into his chest and closing her eyes once more. “C-can we sl-sleep a little longer?” she asked, her lips brushing his chest as she spoke. Hanzo was thankful her face was against his chest and she wasn’t able to see the bright pink flush that had come to his cheeks. “Please?” Hanzo puffed out a sigh.

“I need to answer my phone,” he said, voice low and rough with sleep, and Danny sighed, throwing her arm out to Hanzo’s bedside table, grabbing his phone and holding it above her head.

“Here,” she grumbled, and Hanzo blinked, staring at his phone for a moment as he processed what was happening, and the domestic contentment that filled his chest. He took his phone gently from her hand, going to missed calls and calling back Winston before raising his phone to his ear. The scientist picked up after barely one ring.

“Hanzo?” the archer grunted.

“Yes Winston?” he grumbled, hand absentmindedly raising to stroke through Danny’s hair. She wasn’t asleep, but a small smile was on her face as she rested atop him with her eyes closed. The feeling of domesticity was so pleasant that the passing thought went through Hanzo’s head. It wouldn’t hurt for every morning to be like this. For once, the thought didn’t even alarm him.

“There’s an issue in Hong Kong,” Winston said, and Hanzo’s brows furrowed.

“What is it?”

“Some anti-omnic extremists are running around attacking omnics and omnic-sympathizers, we’re sending a team out,”

“And I’m on this team?” Danny’s head lifted a bit, looking up at Hanzo with a pinched face of concern. 

“Huh?” she mumbled, and Hanzo gave her an I’ll tell you later look, hand still stroking through her hair, and Danny sighed, slumping back against his chest.

“Yes, McCree, Hana, Reinhardt, Lucio, and Tracer are being sent to the airport to take out their central command,” Winston said. “You, Torbjörn, Angela, Brigitte and I are going to take out the smaller groups in the streets,”

“When do we leave?”

“As soon as you all can get ready and down to the hangar,” Hanzo let out a heavy sigh, glancing down at Danny for a moment before raising his eyes to the ceiling.

“I’ll be right down,” he said, before ending the call and putting his phone to the side. Danny peaked up at him with a questioning gaze.

“What’s going on?” she asked blearily. Hanzo sighed again.

“I need to go to Hong Kong,” he said, his hands going to her shoulders and prompting her to sit up. She sighed, sitting up and scooching over Hanzo so she could swing her legs over the edge of the bed. He sighed fondly, large hands falling to her hips and lifting her up. Danny squeaked as Hanzo put her back on his other side, plopping her down and gently pushing her shoulders back down. “You can still sleep,” he told her, standing from the bed and pulling the covers back over her. 

“Are you sure?” Danny asked, though it was clear to both of them that she was going to take him up on his offer whether it was genuine or not as she settled into his pillows with a sigh, eyes already slipping closed. One of her hands grabbed Hanzo’s comforter and tugged it up to her face, breathing in his calming scent of flowers and tea. Hanzo huffed out a chuckle as he quickly changed out of his costume from the night before and into his usual loose robe.

“Sleep,” he commanded softly, leaning down to peck her forehead without really thinking about it. A smile slipped onto Danny’s face as she slipped into that calm, dizzy state that came right before sleep. As such, she didn’t notice the pink that came to Hanzo’s cheeks when he realized what he had done. He quickly slipped out of his room, eyes widening when he saw Jesse McCree standing right outside his door.

“Mornin’ Hanzo,” McCree grinned at the archer, tipping his hat, and Hanzo nodded back, beginning to walk down the hall in the direction of the hangar. McCree followed, his spurs clicking as they walked down the hall. “Have you seen Danny?” the cowboy asked, and Hanzo raised an eyebrow at him. “Just didn’t find her in her room earlier,” he shrugged at the look, and Hanzo sighed.

“She fell asleep in my room last night,” he said, and Jesse hummed mischievously. Hanzo’s lips tugged down into a scowl. “What?” Jesse shrugged innocently.

“Awe, nothin’,” Hanzo grunted, and he could have laughed in relief when they finally reached the hangar. Winston was there, along with 7 others, and he cleared his throat when he saw the final two heroes walk in.

“Alright, gather round!” he called, and began the brief. “Anti-omnic extremists have taken over Hong Kong’s airport, as well as sending out smaller teams into the streets to attack any omnics and omnic-sympathizers they find. We’re going to have two teams: Mercy, Torbjörn, Brigitte, Hanzo, and myself will neutralize the terrorists in the streets, while McCree, Lucio, Reinhardt, D.Va, and Tracer will take back the airport!” Angela’s face pinched in worry.

“Winston, we’re still technically illegal,” she piped up. “Will this be okay?” Winston nodded.

“HKPD knows we’re coming, and the chief said that he’ll be thankful for the help,” he assured her, and Angela sighed in relief.

“Well, at least we know we won’t get arrested, might die, but not get arrested,” Torbjörn cracked, and Lucio grimaced.

“Honestly, I’d rather not go through the whole ‘getting arrested’ thing again,” Lucio sighed, and Hanzo’s brows rose in question, and Lucio backpedaled, sensing the imminent questions. “But uh, let’s go to Hong Kong! Not worry about my record…” the musician chuckled, scratching the back of his head nervously. 

“Shit!” Torbjörn exclaimed as a group of maybe 15 anti-omnic extremists rushed towards them. Everyone’s eyes widened when they saw multiple members of the group pulled out small bombs, arming them and preparing to throw them.

“Brigitte!” Winston called, but Brigitte grunted in frustration, shaking her gauntlet frantically.

“My shield isn’t working!” Hanzo’s eyes widened, pulling out an arrow and taking a deep breath. A blue energy began to glow around him, solidifying into his dragons.

“Ryuu ga waga teki wo kurau!” he shouted as he loosed the arrow, Sanda and Akarui spiraling forward in their mighty forms with his arrow, taking out the group that was rushing towards them. The few stragglers that were left found themselves screaming as the bombs their comrades had armed went off.

“Uh, we got a problem!” sounded through their comms, and Winston held tapped the comm in his ear.

“What is it, McCree?” he asked.

“We need back up, D.Va got hurt in the initial breach and there are way more than we expected,” McCree’s worried voice sounded through the comms, and Winston exchanged a worried look with the others.

“We’re on our way,” he said, before turning to Hanzo.

“Hanzo, you can get there quickest, go and provide support until the rest of us can get there,” the archer nodded, before running and grabbing an awning to swing himself up to the roof of a building. He ran off in the direction of the airport, eyes widening at the huge hole in the side of the main entrance.

“Where are you? It’s a big airport!” Hanzo demanded into his comm, McCree’s response crackling through only moments later.

“Right past the security checkpoint by the main entrance!” Hanzo’s eyes narrowed as he continued to run, soon enough hearing gunfire. Any civilians he encountered on the way, he told to get out of the airport, find somewhere safe.

“Vamos esculachar!” he heard Lucio shout as he rounded the corner, seeing, like McCree had said, the team huddled up by the security checkpoint. A green glow surrounded everyone as Lucio healed them up best he could, and Hanzo’s eyes narrowed as he saw a huge mec suit walking towards them. It had two huge turrets on its shoulders, which began to glow red as they fired up.

“Watch out!” he shouted, firing an explosive arrow at the mec, which barely phased it. McCree turned to Hanzo, seeing where the bow was firing and turning just in time to dive out of the way as the mec began firing. Reinhardt, who had just finished off a small group of attackers, turned to face the mec with a roar-like shout.

“For the crusaders!” he roared as he slammed his warhammer to the ground, a series of cracks lining the ground and rushing towards the mec, who had barely anytime to react before they were knocked off their feet. The person manning the mec let out a scream as they fell, the armor denting enough that it had surely injured the person inside. McCree jumped out from the barrier he had hidden himself behind then, pulling his peacekeeper out and shooting at the weak spots on the mec with deadly precision.

“It’s HIGH noon!” he shouted as the mec exploded, and everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as the impending threat seemed to be subdued. 

It wasn’t to last however, McCree standing up and beginning to walk forward.

“Come on, we still need to finish them off,” he called, and Hanzo ran over and stopped Tracer from following the others.

“Stay with D.Va,” he told her. “The others will be here soon, until then we can’t leave her unprotected,” Tracer nodded, determination in her eyes.

“Got it!” she affirmed.

Almost 36 hours after the team had departed, they finally arrived back at the base. Exhausted, those who weren’t injured hightailed it back to their rooms, while the less fortunate ones had to stay and be treated by Angela.

Hanzo, only having some cuts and bruises, began to leave the hangar when he saw Danny running towards him. The corner of his lips quirked up in a small smile at the sight of her, and he barely had times to open his arms before she was barreling into them.

“Is everybody alright?” she asked, and Hanzo nodded, wincing when she gave him a tight squeeze. Perhaps his ribs were bruised as well… “Oh! I’m sorry! Are you hurt?!” Danny quickly pulled away, and Hanzo had to suppress the distressed noise that wanted to come out of his throat when she took her warmth and scent with her.

“I’m fine,” he assured her, but Danny narrowed her eyes, a hand raising to lightly prod his ribs. Hanzo let out a hiss of pain, and she sighed, grabbing his hand.

“Come on,” she began tugging him down the hall towards med bay, glancing over her shoulder at the others still in the hangar. “You too, Jesse! I need to look at that arm!” Jesse chuckled, tipping his hat at Angela before jogging to catch up to his little sister and the archer.

“You know how to fix his prosthetic?” Hanzo asked, surprised, and Danny nodded.

“I spent a year on the road with his sorry ass, I picked up a few things,” she grumbled, and Jesse chuckled.

“She’s better at fixing this thing than me at this point,” Jesse said, and Danny rolled her eyes.

“That’s because you only have one hand to fix it with,” she shot back, and Jesse shrugged, an indulgent smile on his face. She swung open the door to the medbay when the reached it, gesturing for her two shadows to sit as she began rifling through the cabinets.

“Where the hell are the biotic fields?” she murmured to herself, letting out a triumphant “Ah HA!” when she finally found one. She turned back to Hanzo, gesturing for him to take off his robe, which he did with only a slight blush. Danny very pointedly avoided looking too much as his toned chest, instead focusing intently on placing the biotic field above his ribs and turning it on.

“He gonna live, doc?” Jesse joked, and Danny sighed, pouting.

“I’m doing everything I can, but I don’t think he’s gonna make it,” she said softly, and Jesse gasped, putting his flesh hand to his chest in ‘shock’.

“Oh no!” he began fake sobbing, and Hanzo scoffed, reaching out a hand to shove the cowboy’s shoulder.

“I’m not dying anytime soon,” he grit out, and Danny smiled, nodding.

“You better not!” she chirped, giving Sanda and Akarui a pat on each of their heads when they peaked out of his tattoo. “Otherwise I won’t get to see these adorable little dragons again!” her voice raised in pitch, and Hanzo raised a brow.

“You’ll only miss the dragons?” he challenged, a small smile on his face as he knew she was only joking. Danny hummed, glancing up at him.

“I mean, I guess I’ll miss you too,” she sighed, and Hanzo chuckled, reaching a hand up to ruffle her hair. Danny pouted, but allowed him to do so begrudgingly.

“I’m not going anywhere anytime soon,” he assured her, and Danny gave him a soft smile.

“Good,”

…

“What am I? Chopped liver? My arm’s sparking over here!”

“Sorry!”

[artzygaymer]

MARRIED MCHANZO AND THEIR TWIN BABIES!!!

The two girls are (in order) Kaida and Mary Rose!

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Yoshiaki and Finley smooch 😌😌

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Daddish Mccree (One Shot) Jesse Mccree X OC  (YANDEREISH, Overwatch)

[Hello My Sexy Readers finally back with Marie and this one we made it with some daddish Mccree not age play and Marie is 20 in this but just Mccree being a a daddy I like to fuck and all that we hope you all enjoy this chapter here!]

(Maries pov)

I woke up and let out a groan seeing my boyfriend was already gone, his spot on the bed already cold. I looked around and saw his drawers slightly open, like normal. I walked out shuffling as I yawn. "OH that's a big yawn Darling" I hear.

"Sorry--"

"it's alright darling, can you hand me the screw? It's a flathead." He said as I picked up the screw driver seeing him working on his arm as My eyes went to his hat. I always did want to try it on but I didn't want to make him uncomfortable by asking.

"I can feel you staring Honeydew."

"...can I try your hat on?"

"my hat?" He asked confused as I mentally cussed. He probably didn't like that I asked. I looked over only to see him grab the hat with his one arm and plop it on my head as he laughed. "There you go, now, I gotta work." He said as I held onto the hat as I looked at him.

Seeing him leaning over, concentrating.. we unfortunately never got intimate, I've been to scared but seeing him like this.. I go back to the bedroom wondering how ill let Him know. I sigh and lean back when I felt something to see his poncho. He never puts his laundry away. I go to put it away before an idea hit me.

(Timeskip)

"Jesse."

"Yes honeydew?" He answered, back still to me.

"You need to look."

"I'm busy Honey.. dew." he trailed as he turned around.

(Jesse pov)

She was in my hat and poncho and JUST my hat and Poncho a toy vibrating clipped on her clit making her nice a slick.

"Well? Do I look good enough to eat?" She asks.

"I-I well god damn." I say and walked over in two strides and kissed her deeply.

(Is it just me or are you hearing this in Jesse two cause now I am externally horny XD)

(Oh definitely)

(XD I know right damn his voice is like butter Hot melty sexy butter)

She had to get on her toes to properly kiss back what with her short little, we'll everything.

I grip her shoulders, my hands slowly going up to her cheeks and cupping them in the kiss before pulling away.

"You are a little troublemaker ain't you darling?" I asked, my voice turning to more of a playful growl like tone.

"You were so busy with your arm you forgot about me~" She purred teasingly. "How else am I supposed to get your attention."

"Well, you could have waited." I said slowly as she smiled and laughed lightly. "Well.. if you want to get back to your arm.." she managed to struggle out of my arm and turn around, raising the poncho ever so slightly, showing the curve of her ass. "Then you can get back to work.. and I'll get dressed."

"Oh no darling~" I say and pull her in the arms

She smirked up at me as I kiss her forehead

"You don't know what you do to me darling~" He says. "I am going to make you mine~"

Her face went red as I held her close as she leaned into me. "You are now?" She asked as I pushed the hat over her face and picked her up as she gave a soft yelp.

I smirked and carried her to the bedroom. "Oh darling you look so pretty like this in my clothes~" I say and kiss her deeply

She kissed back before pulling away. "Does that mean I can have them?"

"No, but it does mean that your free to wear them, especially like this." I said kissing her again as my hands trailed up. This was probably the most I've seen of her body, typically she's in bulky sweaters and pants. So I was excited to finally see her.

She moaned as my hands moved to her chest. "I like that~"

She blushed before she suddenly pulled the poncho down, just enough to show her breasts.

(His weakness xD

My face went red like a tomato I never knew the size of her breasts not that it matter. I mean I love her for her and she is mine. But damn I have a weakness for big boobs. All she has to do is show them and I am a weak man.

(XD You called it XD)

(XD)

(XD)

She took my hands, slowly placing them back on the bare flesh as she gave this look to me, one that just begged me to be the one to take charge. I smirked and did just that massaging her breast rather roughly and she moaned and I pulled on her nipples making her arch her chest into me for more of that. This was a dream come true that's for sure~ I pull again while my mouth goes to her other, biting it softy as she let out a small whimper as I stopped briefly as she looked at me, but instead she asked me to continue as I smile a little relieved I don't have to hold back to much with my sweet honeydew. I sucked on her nipple and moaned this was everything I wanted then I felt something enter my mouth and taste sweat Vanilla.

She stopped as did I as I see her face turn a dark red. "I-'m s-sorry."

I smirked and pulled away. "No I love it darling~ Your milk is just as sweet as you my honeydew~" I purr and dive back in sucking with more vigor.

She let out a moan mixed with a breathless thank you as her hands gripped my hair as she pushed my hat back on my head before her arms wrap around my shoulders, digging into the flesh on my back. I did not mind. She trusted me to love her and she wants me just as much as I want her.

If anything it was attractive. Hell I can handle a few scratches, ain't nothing I haven't felt before, and certainly not the worst. I bit down on her nipple gently and her body convulsed and I realized she just came from being having her nipples played with a sucked. I look at her and then smirk as I pulled her into a heated kiss as I slowly pulled her body so she was laying flat on her back as I climb on top of her as I struggle with the belt before she helped me

He quick little fingers got my belt off fast and then she pulled down my pants and boxers and she gasped as my cock spring out. It was not the longest but really thick eight inches erect a three inches thick erect.

I kneeled down, placing a quick kiss on her head. "You just tell me when you need to stop okay? I ain't going to make you do anything you don't want to." I said as I wasn't going to make her suck me off, but I definitely was going to use her tits

I place my cock in-between her breasts and she squeezes them around me and I start to fuck her cleavage and she moaned and I groaned. God she felt like silk~ I felt my whole body shudder from her. God she has already got me so close~

I out of reflex, pushed her head down leading to her taking my head in her mouth suddenly. I gasped and came hard and she swallowed my seed as best as she could.

"I am sorry darling I did not mean t cum in your mouth!" I say panic as I catch my breath.

She coughed as I looked at her worried before she looked up at me. ".." She didn't speak for a moment before she gave me a look. "I-It's okay.. I really liked when you took charge there... Daddy." She said softly

I blushed like a red tomato and the kisses her savagely. Oh my sweet darling~ She moaned into the kiss as her arms wrap around me as I pick her up as I rip the vibrator off her clit as I hold the back of her head, tangling my fingers in her hair.

She cried out in pleasure and rubbed her pussy into me wanting more

"You want it Darling?" I asked as she let out a strained moan grinding into me, the feeling of her wet, warm slit on me was enough to drive me crazy

"yes Daddy~!" She moans. "Give it to me~ Fuck me~!"

"You really want it, huh Darling~ Alright, I'll give you the choice, want it bad enough for me to go in right away or--"

"N-Now please!~"

I smirked and lined up with her, already hard again and thrust in. I felt her hymen tear and she cried out in pleasure digging her nails in me hard and I sank all the way in. She panted as she gripped into me, Her moans sounding more like a mewl and whimper. I smirked and she soon started to rock on me up and down and I smirked and started to pull out than thrust back in and she moaned a yes and soon we are fucking each other hard and fast.

She let out loud moans as she eventually started screaming my name as I grip onto her with one hand, the other one groping her breasts as I could hear how wet she is. God I loved it. She dragged me into a kiss as she came a second time and I was milked a second time as well as we came together. She panted as She fell back as I didn't pull away kissing her still. We rode out our orgasms and then she promptly passed out. I smile she was now mine and mine alone~

[WOOOOO I hope you all enjoyed and stay sexy my friends!]

[frank-a-lank]

Jesse has two thoughts here. Thought one "Now that's just rude, threatenin' a man with his own gun." Thought two "The villagers did NOT mention the witch was this pretty"

i had a strong urge to draw monster hunter mccree and witch anela. i am ready for that halloween event

[n00dl3gal]

Sweeter Than a Cupcake (McCree x OC)

A commission for @junko-brewer! A challenging but fun story for me to write, than you again for your support!

Commission Info  |  Archive of Our Own

McCree didn’t consider himself to have much of a sweet tooth. It wasn’t that he was against candy or desserts, he just tended to favor savory food more. There were, of course, exceptions. If there was a plate of biscochitos in sight, he’d devour them quicker than Tracer could Blink. And if he found himself passing through Cincinnati, he’d always find himself opening Bunny’s door. 

Bunny looked up from the counter she was wiping. “Jesse McCree,” she said, voice exasperated. Her hands were on her hips like a cross mother, but her smile was warm. Despite her voice, McCree could tell she was glad to see him. The feeling was mutual.“You have a lot of nerve showing up here again.”

McCree tipped his hat in response. “And a good day to you, Miss Bunny. If this is about the tab at the bar down the street-” 

Bunny laughed. “I mean waltzing in like there isn’t a bounty on your head,” she chastised, setting her rag aside. “If I had known the first time you came by just what kind of trouble you were, I would’ve refused service.”

He shrugged, looking over the case of cupcakes. “Now we both know that’s a lie. You’ll always hold the door for a paying customer,” he teased. Bunny blushed slightly, lips downturned in a pout. “And maybe it is dangerous coming back, but with cupcakes as good as yours… well, I’ve always been a bit reckless. What’s good today?”

The baker smiled, still flushed, and reached into the case. “I think you’ll like this one in particular,” she announced, setting it on a plate. “For a man as fond as whiskey as you, a Jack-and-Coke cupcake. All the flavor, none of the booze.” McCree reached for the cupcake, but was smacked back by Bunny. “Hey! Pay first, food second.”

“Alright, alright,” he conceded, reaching for his wallet. The bell above the door jingled again. Bunny looked at the new arrival and paled, prompting McCree to turn around. “Ah, speak of the bounty…” 

“For someone with that much money on your head, you do tend to attract attention,” the bounty hunter said. “It’s pretty easy to track down a man in a serape in Ohio.” 

McCree tipped his hat. “Gotta keep up appearances, ya know? You’d know all about that, wouldn’t you, Naomi?” 

The bounty hunter- Naomi- flicked her ponytail back and cocked her gun. Bunny squawked at the sight, shaking. “Drop the cupcake and come with me, McCree. I don’t want to involve any innocents in this.” 

“Funny. Neither do I.” In a flash, he had jumped onto Naomi and had her in a stranglehold. She choked, giving McCree ample time to pry her gun away. Naomi managed to elbow him the gut, however, and used his exhale to free herself. She tore her gun back from his hands and pistol-whipped the side of his head.

McCree was seeing stars, barely able to roll out of the way. Chairs fell over in the chaos. Naomi was lining up her shot again when he used one of his flashbangs to blind her. For a moment, it seemed like it worked, but McCree wasn’t able to pull her weapon away before her eyes refocused. 

He was staring down the barrel, knowing full well a shot at this range would be instantly lethal. With a grunt, he placed his metal arm over the gun and punched Naomi in the face. “I hate beating up a lady, but if they make the first move…” 

Bunny had long since ducked under the counter, knees to her chest. She held her hands over her ears as she shook. A fight, in her bakery! All she had wanted to do today was test out the recipe for her new lavender-and-honey cupcakes and make a few sales, not fear for her life!

Naomi staggered back, holding her nose. “The rest of my team isn’t far behind, McCree. We’ve been staking this place out since Tuesday… awfully nice of the baker to confirm you’re a repeat customer.” 

Bunny gulped. She didn’t dare poke her head and look at McCree’s expression. Was all of this her fault? 

It didn’t matter. McCree had taken the opportunity to tackle Naomi head-on. In a panic, the bounty hunter’s finger slipped, firing the gun. It flew off towards the glass case Bunny was hiding behind, and the sound of shattering glass echoed across the room. McCree held Naomi down to the ground, hand over her throat, until she finally passed out. 

He stood, surveying the store. Aside from some upturned chairs and tables and the cupcake case, it remained intact. Good. He hated adding to the sum on his head. McCree leaped over the table to find- “shit!” 

Bunny was clutching her arm, bleeding. Some shrapnel from the case must have hit her. “I- is she- did you kill her?” Bunny cried. 

“Just passed out,” McCree reassured her. “You have bandages anywhere?”

“B-by the sink in the kitchen,” Bunny said, gesturing with her foot. McCree found the first aid kit easily, crouching next to Bunny. “Should I go to a hospital or-” 

“Lemme take a look,” McCree interrupted, guiding her arm away. The cut was long but not deep. Stitches probably would help, but a wanted man taking an innocent woman to the hospital was sure to stir up additional trouble. Bunny looked traumatized enough as it was, eyes darting around the place. “Bandages will do for now. This may sting a bit,” he warned, opening a wipe. 

Bunny didn’t hiss when the wipe traveled across the wound, but McCree could see tears forming in the corners of her eyes. Some part of him wanted to wipe them away. He was quick; years of working with Deadlocke and Blackwatch had trained him well. Gauze was wrapped around the cut quickly, secured with a safety pin. “There, all finished. Stay right here, I’m gonna make sure nobody else is here to mess up your store.” 

He stood and made his way to the door. There were no suspicious vehicles outside, or people with unusually large backpacks or coats. It was entirely possible Naomi was bluffing. McCree flipped the open sign around and told Bunny it was safe. 

She stood on shaky legs, eyes still searching like her namesake. “I-I don’t think we should stay here. Either of us.” “Couldn’t agree more,” McCree answered, tucking Peacekeeper back in his holster. “Lead the way back to your place, Miss Bunny.” 

“Wh-what?” Bunny choked, trembling even more. The blush from earlier had returned, stronger than before. “B-but- you should go! What if there really are more b-bounty hunters looking for you?” 

McCree shrugged. “Then I’ll deal with ‘em when they show their ugly mugs. I’m not about to let a lady in your condition walk home on her own, ‘specially with dangerous folks out for blood. Speaking of which…” He began straightening the chairs and let out a soft sigh when Bunny joined him. Good to know that, despite her anxiety, she was still able to tend to her store. “Never mind. We can discuss it once we get you home.” 

. . .

Bunny’s apartment was small, but cozy. McCree was surprised to see there was a balcony; he wasn’t sure how much Bunny made, but usually a balcony like that would hike up rent considerably. It was small, though, and covered in foliage. Potted plants, both green and flowered, dotted the railings and the floor. McCree had never been to the rainforest, but he imagined it was similar. 

The inside was just as much of a menagerie, just for fauna, not flora. As soon as Bunny had unlocked the door, an overweight house cat had come to greet her before running off at the sight of McCree. Bunny explained that he was skittish around guests, especially men. McCree wasn’t sure if he should be offended or not. He did think the bearded dragon lounging on a hammock was better company. 

Bunny was headed for the kitchen when McCree intercepted her. “Just tell me where everything is and I’ll make ya a cup of tea,” he said kindly. “Unless if doing somethin’ll help you keep your mind off things.” 

“I think it might,” Bunny replied, reaching for the cupboard. “Is there anything you’d like? I realize they don’t compare to cupcakes, but… I think I have some, uh, stronger stuff.” She pointed towards the top shelf. 

McCree pulled out his flask. “I’m fine, but I appreciate it.” Bunny nodded and busied herself with preparing the kettle. While she worked, he sat at the kitchen table, watching her work. She was a pretty young thing, wide eyes and dirty blonde hair. Short, too, making her look even younger than she was. McCree couldn’t relate. “So… what Naomi said. About you sellin’ me out.” 

Bunny sighed. She didn’t answer as she set the kettle on the stove. “I didn’t realize,” she eventually began, laughing bitterly. “I didn’t even know about the bounty. They came, asked about you, and I thought maybe they were friends of yours. I try to assume the best in people, but maybe… maybe I shouldn’t.” 

McCree shook his head. “No, it’s good to be an optimist. But ya need to be careful. There are bad people out there,” he said slowly. “But for every single bad folk, there’s at least three good’uns. Trust me, I’ve met a lotta ‘em.” 

Bunny nodded and finished making their tea. “It’s just lemon flavored, I hope that’s alright. Sugar?” she offered, passing a cup to McCree. They both added their sugar, Bunny pouring in a small portion of milk. McCree did the same, but with a shot from his flask. They both drank in silence, letting the warmth of the tea calm them down. “How did- never mind, it’s probably not something you want to talk about.” 

“If it’s about my arm, then yeah, that’s a bit personal,” McCree replied. “But if you’re wonderin’ about the bounty… well, it’s a long story.” 

“That’s alright,” Bunny told him. “I’m patient and we have time.” 

“Alrighty then, where to start… how much do you know ‘bout Overwatch?” 

Bunny stroked her chin, thinking. “They were a military-like group who rose to prominence during the first Omnic Crisis, and were recognized as heroes… but something changed and the public turned on them. I was a child when the last of them were disbanded. Why?” 

“See, I was part of Overwatch,” McCree explained. “Not at first, mind you. When I was around your age, I… well, I was one of the Deadlocke Gang’s founding members.” 

“A gang?” Bunny gasped, nearly dropping her cup. “You- did you-” 

McCree sighed. “I ain’t proud of what I did back then, not anymore. But at the time… Deadlocke was my family. If it felt that right, it couldn’t be wrong. But then we got busted by Overwatch and they gave me a choice: join them or rot in jail.” 

“And you chose the former,” Bunny concluded. Her shoulders were haunched, like she was still prepared to run. Maybe explaining this wasn’t the best idea. Too late to stop now. 

“Bullseye,” McCree said. “Put me in Blackwatch, Overwatch’s covert ops group. Second to Gabriel Reyes. Now Reyes… hoo, that man. He could shoot like the best of ‘em but had a temper a mile wide. Both he and Jack Morrison were in the runnin’ to be Strike Commander. Basically the head honcho of the whole organization,” he elaborated at Bunny’s blank expression. He paused to take another gulp. The burning on his throat reminded him of his cigars. Maybe he’d sneak off to the balcony for a smoke later. “Morrison got the job, and Reyes was shipped to the rejects in Blackwatch. And then… things got nasty.” 

“What do you mean, ‘nasty?’” 

“I don’t remember all the details, but there was another Blackwatch agent- Moira. She and Reyes did some science-y stuff I still don’t understand, and at some point both became double agents for Talon.” 

That got Bunny’s attention. “Talon- the terrorist organization? The ones responsible for Mondatta’s death? I was watching his speech on TV when… oh my gosh,” she whispered, gnawing at her lower lip. 

“Shit hit the fan, as it were. Overwatch was disbanded, and I… well, I had years of covert ops under my belt. And I was a former gang member. Still, sixty million…” McCree took another sip of his tea. “Gosh, it sure build up quick, don’t it?” He laughed, but there was no humor behind it. 

Bunny rubbed her arms. “I’m harboring a wanted criminal. A very attractive criminal, but I’m sitll-” “Hey now, don’t think of me like that,” McCree teased. “I’m just passing through. A houseguest for the night. Not even that, if you don’t want. Don’t stop with the compliments, though.”

Bunny looked away shyly. “Just for the night… and s-say I did want you to stay the night.” Slowly, delicately, she reached across the table and took his flesh hand in hers. “And maybe future nights, too.” “Oh darlin’, you flatter me,” McCree said earnestly. He felt a little warm. “But you’re not doing all right in the head right now, that incident must be playin’ with your mind. Savior complex or somethin’, Winston would know what it’s called.” 

“It’s not- why do you think I was so eager to talk about you in the first place, Jesse? When they said that you were coming back, I was so excited- I made those cupcakes especially for you. I mean, I was planning on testing the recipe soon anyway, but-” Bunny grew more animated as she spoke, blush spreading across her face. McCree had a feeling his was a mirror reflection. “But I wanted you to be the first to taste them, Jesse.” 

Hearing his first name was a lot for him. Most people only ever called him McCree, especially after Overwatch ended. “Ah, shit… you’re gonna make this ol’ cowboy soft yet, Miss Bunny.” He stood from his chair, teacups rattling as he pushed away from the table. Bunny blinked owlishly as he approached. He quickly pulled off his hat and set it on her head. She pushed it up with one finger, giggling. “Alright. I always thought I was coming back for the food, but I guess there was another reason I kept visiting… and while I can’t stay for long, that means we gotta make the most of our time, right?” He picked her up, bridal style, and spun her around. 

Bunny laughed, hat flying off as she threw her head back. “J-Jesse! Put me down!” 

“Whatever you say, pumpkin,” he answered in the most arrogant voice he could muster. He carried her to the couch and laid her down, kneeling beside it. He kept his hand in hers. Bunny smiled up at him, using her free hand to caress his cheek. “You know, I’ve never met a bunny as cute as you. Real rabbits’ just don’t compare.” 

“Is that supposed to be an attempt at flirting? Or are you trying to make me laugh?” Bunny joked, stroking his jaw. 

His metal fingers danced across her stomach, eliciting a number of giggles. “Nah, if I wanted to make ya laugh, I think I have a few options. That was a genuine compliment.” He kept tickling her until she threatened to fall off the couch. Distantly, he heard the cat meow in irritation. 

Between her laughs, Bunny managed to guide McCree’s face closer to hers. “I could think of a few compliments for yourself, Jesse,” she said in the air between them before pressing a kiss to 

his lips. 

She tasted sweet, with a sour undercurrent that threatened to sweep McCree away. Lemon and milk filled his nostrils and he breathed her in. It was an innocent kiss, in all honesty, with only the barest heat behind it. Still, the touch of another human so intimately was something he craved. He kissed her back, just as tenderly as she did. 

He pulled away slowly. “As wonderful as this is, kneelin’ like this ain’t do my knees any favors. You mind scooching over?” She did, and McCree joined her on the couch. “Thank you. Now, where were we?” He was still cupping her cheek, smiling like she was the only thing that brought him joy. Her eyes were half-lidded with desire, pupils wide. 

“Oh, I think I remember,” she teased, kissing him again. She grabbed fistfuls of his hair as they kissed, pulling gently. McCree hissed at the sensation, letting Bunny slide her tongue in. They stayed like that for several minutes, kissing and pulling each other close, until Bunny was basically straddling him. “I don’t… even if we just have tonight,” she whispered, kissing his jaw gingerly. “Even if it’s just tonight, I don’t want to rush this. I don’t-” 

“Hey now, darlin’,” McCree reassured her, rubbing her back. “We don’t have to do anythin’ you’re not comfortable with. But it’s startin’ to get late… should we head back to your bedroom? Again, don’t need to do anything. You can always say no or change your mind.” 

Bunny nodded. “No, I’d like that very much. Please… promise me you’ll still be here in the morning. I know you have to go, but I don’t want to lose you just yet.” 

Another quiet kiss. “I promise, Bunny.” 

And he stayed. And he always came back. 

[emberedroses]

Meme #4

McCree after learning basic Spanish from Reyes:

[attqcktitann]

I just posted my first fanfic on AO3!! It’s an overwatch fic, and it’s OC x Hanzo.

here’s the link, if you’re interested

enjoy!! :)