#Jesse Mccree x reader

[mythicmin]

Overwatch NSFW Alphabet(s)

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𝑱𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒄𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒆 / 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒚

A = Aftercare ;

McCree is a firm believer in aftercare. Chances are you aren’t getting up to do ANYTHING for at least an hour. (unless he has somewhere he needs to rush to.) Need to pee? He’s gonna carry you. Thirsty? Hungry? Give him a second, he’ll be right back with your favorite drink/snack.

B = Body part ;

You can’t look me dead in my eyes and tell me he isn’t an ass man. He’s practically obsessed with it. Doesn’t matter where you’re at or who you’re with, chances are he’s got his hand on your ass or in your back pocket.

C = Cum ;

Bro is definitely a slut for facials if he can’t cum inside of you. There’s just something possessive about it, like he’s marking you as his.

D = Dirty secret ;

Secretly wants to get topped, cmon he’s a cocky little shit. Put him in his place and make him beg for you. ❤︎︎

E = Experience ;

I am a firm believer in thinking he’s got some kind of old fashioned way of thinking. He knows what he likes, but doesn’t have much experience with it. I know we all love fuckboy McCree, but him being a virgin makes me giggle.

F = Favorite position ;

Doggie. Need I say more?

G = Goofy ;

Bro is a whole clown in bed and you can’t change my mind. He knows how to act serious when need be, but he always wants to see you smile. Even if he’s balls deep in you.

H = Hair ;

I think he manscapes a bit, he’s never bare though. There’s always some sort of hair framing his cock, clean shaven just isn’t his style.

I = Intimacy ;

Lil western baby treats you like the princess/prince you are. Sure he loves fucking your brains out, but making love to you is another favorite past time.

J = Jack off / Masterbate ;

I don’t really know to be honest, I feel like he’d think he’s too busy to get himself off. But maybe it’s just hidden cockiness that only you can get him off.

K = Kink ;

Anal. I know this man eats ass as well. I just know it. Bro also definitely has a daddy kink. (or maybe that’s bc i’m projecting bc he’s so fine.)

L = Location ;

Anywhere.

M = Motivation ;

He really gets going when you slowly touch his arms/chest while making eye contact.

N = No ;

Sadly, threesomes. I think he’s just too possessive.

O = Oral ;

He loves both giving and receiving, but he enjoys making you fall apart with his mouth. Playing with that cigar should’ve warned you he was gonna be a beast with his tongue.

P = Pace ;

Whichever you want. He can deliver both fast or slow.

Q = Quickie ;

Loves them. Especially if y’all are out and about doing something.

R = Risk ;

He literally doesn’t care if y’all get caught with him balls deep in you.

S = Stamina ;

I feel like he cums fairly fast, but can go for a few rounds.

T = Toys ;

He’s iffy on them. He wants to be the one to make you feel good, but watching you thrash against the vibrator he’s holding gets him feeling some typa way.

U = Unfair ;

He’s so mean sometimes, bro is a WHOLE ASS tease and he knows it.

V = Volume ;

I don’t feel like he’s overly loud in the moaning or groaning criteria, but he’s definitely a smooth talker blowing your back in.

W = Wild card ;

Pull his hair while he’s giving you head and bro is putty in your hands.

X = X-ray ;

6” soft , a lil over 7” hard. (circumcised)

Y = Yearning ;

I SWEAR THIS MAN CAN TURN HIS SEX DRIVE OFF AND ON DEPENDING ON HOW MUCH OF A COCKY BASTARD HE WANTS TO BE.

Z = Zzz ;

Always waits until you’re asleep first.

god i love this man.

hope you enjoyed!! lmk who y’all wanna see next ! ❤︎︎

[theres-a-body-here]

his! if possible, i’ll request cole cassidy x reader who’s apart of Talon? thank you so muchhh! and no pressure, if you can’t complete it that’s alright!

You never specified the tone of the fic  😈 😈 😈

Cole Cassidy x Male!reader

Cole took a deep breath as he clutched his broken robotic arm, trying desperately to ignore the searing pain coursing through the attachment nerves.

His breathing became labored as sweat dripped down his forehead, mixing with the dust kicked up from the explosion that went off in the building. His communication device was broken as well. He couldn't call for the others.

Cole grunts as he attempts to stand, but is stopped as pain shoots through his leg. The pain felt like a thousand needles piercing his flesh, making it hard for him to think straight. He tried to get up again, but his wounded leg gave way underneath him. He looks around and finds Peacemaker, grabbing it.

After a few moments of silence, trying to come up with some sort of plan, he hears a groan a few yards away. Cole quickly turned his head in its direction, his breath catching in his throat.

In an awful way, Cole wished you had died in the explosion instead of having to face you himself. Killing his childhood best friend wasn't something he ever wanted to do.

You were still kicking. Talon's agents always had a nasty habit of not staying dead. Your face was contorted into a grimace as you pulled yourself out of the rubble, Talon armor cracked and tearing into your skin. After a few feet of crawling, Cassidy noticed the loss of your right leg. Despite that, you seemed hell bound on completing your mission.

Stubborn, just as you were in Deadlock.

You halted your movement towards him and met his gaze. Both of you stared at one another in silence. Eyes locked onto each other like two predators who knew each other's moves all too well. A soft wind blew through the broken concrete of the former building, rustling dust around them. No one spoke a word, but the tension was palpable.

Memories flooded back to Cole - warm summer nights spent under Texas skies, holding you close and feeling your laughter vibrate through him whenever he planted a gentle kiss on your cheek. As he looked at his gun, he remembered those moments fondly before tightening his grip on it.

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange hue over the landscape as the sky turned dark blue above.

Your eyes darted around, spotting your revolver lying nearby, its cold metal reflecting the dying sunlight. He also spotted the familiar gun, not believing that you kept it after all this time. Cole watched you look at it and then back at him, his heart racing wildly as he realized what might happen next. The weapon lay there like a temptress calling for attention.

"You...had it engraved for me?"

"Consider it a parting gift, darlin'"

You slowly started reaching for the weapon, fingers curling slightly as if to caress it.

Cole swung his arm, pointing his gun directly at you without even thinking about it. This action froze you mid-reach, leaving you staring at him with an unreadable expression.

"Don't shoot me out of panic," you said in a unnervingly calm voice, though whether it was meant as a taunt or genuine plea, Cole couldn't discern.

Cole ground his teeth together, searching for the right words to say without lowering his guard. He kept his sights trained on you, never breaking eye contact even for a moment.

Before Cole could find his voice, you began speaking calmly once more, "Humans need conflict; it's out of love that I want society to grow stronger." Your cold eyes pierce through his very being.

"Talon will strengthen humanity."

He watched as you started reaching for the pistol again, his grip on Peacemaker tightening further.

The world seemed distant to Cole as the sounds of your voice filled his mind, echoing with justifications and explanations for why you ended up here. His ears rang with the weight of your words, making everything else feel far away as you continued your 'speech'.

You truly believed Talon was helping the world.

"Please… darlin', don't make me do this," Cole whispered desperately under his breath, his voice cracking as he fought tears.

Silence reigned once more as the cool evening breeze danced around them, lifting dust devils into the air. The moon crested the horizon, bathing them in pale light.

"My heart and actions are utterly unclouded," you said softly, almost sadly. Then suddenly, you lunged for the pistol, grasping it firmly before leveling it at Cole.

The click of an empty chamber echoed in the quiet desert air, followed almost instantaneously by the sharp retort of a single gunshot.

[nori-writes]

Ramblings

Cole Cassidy x Reader

Hanzo Shimada x Reader

Summary: Reader rambling on about an interest of theirs while they realise that their lover hasn’t responded to them in a minute to stop and find them in awe at how adorable their rambling was.

W/C: 350+

A/N: This is completely self indulgent. I was in class with nothing to do and I thought about this and wrote it so here we are, enjoy <3

Cassidy

Cole’s a talkative guy who loves to go on and on about things himself so when he gets to see you do it as well his heart swells at the sight.

He’s so glad that there’s something that you find this much passion in and that you’re comfortable enough to ramble on to him about all these things.

While you’re normally going on about these things though he’ll usually reply to some of the things you say instead of purely listening to let you know that he’s still there.

When you realise he’s stopped replying you turn to look over at him, worried that you might have bore him

Nope.

He has his head propped up by his hand on the table and he’s smiling that same warm, endearing smile that you had fallen in love with all that while ago.

“Gonna keep goin’ sweetheart?”

It wasn’t really a question, more of an encouragement.

Of course you obliged.

Hanzo

Listening to you is a normal thing for him, though that doesn’t mean that he enjoys it any less.

It’s something that he relishes, like Cassidy he loves to see that there's something you’re passionate enough about to open up like this to him.

He definitely asks himself what he did to deserve you.

He’ll just sit while doing something like cleaning his bow.

You are his favourite thing to listen to especially while doing menial tasks.

He’ll occasionally let out hums of acknowledgement to let you know that he’s still listening to you.

Sometimes he’ll put down what he’s doing just to get a good look at you.

He loves seeing the way your eyes seem to have this sparkle while talking about your interests.

Soon a small smile will develop onto his face while he admires you.

You realise how awfully quiet he had been when you stop to check on him and you’re met with him looking lovingly at you with the smallest but most loving of smiles on his face.

“Why’d you stop?”

You shook your head at his question with a grin on your face before returning to the topic you were talking about.

I literally love them. Anyway, if you enjoyed my master list is here 💜

[gaycragula]

hii! i was wondering if you could do a top cassidy x bottom male reader smut?

Thoughts Become Real

Pairing: Cole Cassidy x Male Reader Warning: Smut/18+ content below the cut

Warning(s): bottom reader, top Cole Cassidy, shower sex, not beta read Word Count: 2360 Masterlist AO3 Link

That damn cocky smile, his damn smooth voice, damn good looks. Damn him.

You curse yourself as you tore your gaze from that cursed cowboy you can’t seem to get out of your head. Your hand found its way to your face and you let out a quiet groan as you looked down at the blueprints you’d been trying to work on. It was starting to affect your work. Shit.

The issue had started off small. You found yourself sneaking glances when you got the chance, touches lingering when he would hand you something. Then came the thoughts. You couldn’t stop yourself from thinking about him. How he was so gentle with those he cared about but rough when needed. He was a smooth talker and he knew it, flirting his way out of trouble more times than you could count.

You imagined what his voice would sound like in your ear. Deep, husky as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear. What his hands would feel like gripping your hips, pulling your hair. What would they feel like wrapped around your cock?-

You were jerked from your thoughts by a hand on your shoulder and you were startled to see the cowboy. “You need something, Cass?” You ask, trying to keep a calm, collected face, hoping to god nothing was off about you.

“Was gonna ask ya if ya  wanted to spar but ya seem busy,” he chuckles, nodding down to the papers scattered in front of you. 

“Oh! No, this isn’t important, I can spar with you,” you manage out, trying to ignore the heat that you felt rising to your cheeks. You gather up the blueprints and stack them neatly in the corner of the table. You’d be back for them later that day.

“Alrighty then. I’ll meet ya in the gym when yer ready. Probably wanna get into somethin’ a lil’ more,” he paused, looking you up and down, “relaxed.”

You glanced down and nodded. Jeans were probably not the best thing to wrestle around in. “Meet you there,” you hum with a smile. 

Cassidy walked out of the room and it took everything in you not to freak the fuck out. Your heart was pounding in your chest already, and all he’d done was put his hand on your shoulder!

You took a deep breath in and a shaky breath out before getting up from your seat and heading towards your room to put something a little more loose on.

It wasn’t long before you were pushing your way into one of the smaller gym rooms, water bottle, a change of clothes, and a towel in hand, your jeans and tshirt replaced with some basketball shorts and a tank top. You were happy to find Cassidy already there, sitting on one of the benches. He glanced up as he heard you enter, a short smile appearing on his face as he stood up.

You walked over to him and set your stuff down on the bench. “Let’s get on with it, shall we?” You chuckle, gesturing to the mat in the middle of the room. Cassidy chuckles in response and you both move to the mat and take your positions.

Cole Cassidy, that bastard, had you pinned down under him. Legs on either side of yours, his hands holding your wrists above your head, all while he just barely hovered over your groin. Both of you were panting heavily, his breath mixing with yours. He just needed to lean forward a couple inches. You were so close, yet..

The cowboy suddenly sits up and pats your chest with a smirk. “Reckon that’s enough. Let’s go wash up.”

You let out a deep breath, nodding as Cassidy stands up, offering you his hand. With a grateful huff, you took it, letting him haul you to your feet. You cursed him silently as you grabbed your change of clothes and started towards the locker room attached to the gym. 

Cassidy was already in one of the showers, evident by the sound of running water as the door closed behind you. You ran a hand through your hair as you found a shower to use, setting your change of clothes on a nearby bench before beginning to undress. It was at that moment that you glanced down and your heart dropped. How long had you been hard?? Had Cassidy noticed?

“Shit,” you mumble, quickly shedding the rest of your clothing before sliding into the shower. The water felt wonderful rolling over your skin and you let out a quiet sigh at the feeling. Your hand pressed against the wall so you could lean forward, your eyes landing on your dick again. 

You listened to make sure the other shower was still running before you made the choice to wrap your hand around your dick. Your eyes fluttered shut and you leaned farther to rest your head on the wall of the shower as you moved your hand up and down your cock. 

The water mixed with the little bit of precum that had leaked from your tip made the slide easier. Quiet curses fell from your lips with every downward movement of your wrist. “Shit,” your breath was shaky. “Cassidy..”

You were so close. Your breathing became more ragged and you were fighting to stay as quiet as possible. You didn’t register the sound of the other shower stopping or the sound of the curtain behind you opening. It wasn’t until you felt cold metal against your hip that you froze.. 

Cassidy’s breath fans over the back of your neck as he presses himself against you. “Keep goin’, darlin’,” he whispers, his own voice shaking. 

His lips brush against the back of your neck, and the touch has you keening. Your hand starts moving again and with the added sensation of Cole kissing down your neck and spine, it wasn’t long before you were cumming in your hand with a sharp gasp. 

You push yourself away from the wall with your clean hand, turning to face Cassidy. His face was flushed and a quick glance downward showed he was just as excited as you had been. 

He grabbed your dirty hand, bringing it to his mouth and licking it clean. You felt your cock jump at the action, your eyes stuck to Cassidy’s mouth. He used the grip he had on your hand to tug you closer to him. 

His lips press against yours and you couldn’t help but whine at the feeling. Cassidy held your face in place with one hand, the other holding your waist as he backed you into the wall. You parted for a breath, chest heaving as you fought to calm your racing heart. 

“How long have you wanted to do that?” You whisper, a shaky smile forming on your face. 

“You’ve no clue,” Cassidy breathes back, using his hand to nudge your head up, allowing him access to his neck. “I’ve seen the way you’ve been starin’ at me,” he mumbles before his lips press against your neck. Your breath hitched as his teeth dragged against your collarbone. “You never have been subtle.”

You were hard again, hips mindlessly rutting against Cassidy’s. “Enough talking,” you manage out through pants. “Need you. Now.”

His hands ran over your body, down your back, over your hips. He squeezed your ass, massaging the flesh and you let out a breath at the feeling. Fingers prodded against your hole and you jerked at the sensation. “Relax,” he whispers, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. 

You cursed, biting your lip as you nodded, closing your eyes as you heard Cassidy spit into his hand. He rubbed a spit covered finger over your hole, waiting for your body to fully relax before he pressed it in. You cursed, leaning into the cowboy and resting your head on his shoulder. 

He pressed a kiss against the temple of your head, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as he fingered you open. You bit your lip in an attempt to quiet the sounds threatening to escape you, suddenly aware of the echo in the locker room. Then he added a second finger.

You watched his fingers disappear in you, your ass sucking them in greedily. Cassidy whispered your name and you were jerked from your thoughts. “You feelin’ alright?” He asks. “You’re awful quiet.”

Your heart jumped in your chest. “I’m alright,” you laugh quietly. “We’re in a locker room. I don’t want someone to walk in and hear me.”

Cassidy laughed with you before pulling you into another kiss. A third finger joined the two and you gasped against his lips as you pulled back. He paused to let you adjust, pressing short kisses to your lips.

You gave an experimental roll of your hips, letting out a hoarse moan at the feeling. He took that as the go ahead to move his fingers, spreading them in you to stretch you. Your fingers dug into his shoulders, your mouth open in silent moans. 

His lips dragged down the column on your neck, his beard tickling your skin. His fingers crooked and your back arched away from the wall, your chest colliding with his as you let out an embarrassingly loud moan. You felt him smirk against you as he massaged your prostate, holding you up when your legs began to shake.

You wanted to curse him but couldn’t find the words through the pleasure you were feeling. It wasn’t until you felt your stomach tighten that you hit his shoulder. “Close,” you manage out through moans. “Gonna cum.”

Fingers left you empty and you whined at the loss, your ass clenching on nothing. You took the opportunity to catch your breath, watching with glee as Cassidy lubes his dick with more of his spit. 

He grabbed under your thigh, hoisting your leg up to rest on his hip. You felt his tip press against your hole and you sucked in a breath. “Ready?” He whispers, tilting your head up to kiss under your chin.

“Absolutely,” you whisper back.He was pressing into you slowly, letting you adjust to him as he went. The stretch was unpleasant even with the prep.  “Holy hell, you’re fucking huge,” you gasp.

His fingers dug into your skin, hopefully leaving marks or even bruising. He grunted in response, biting his lip as he sunk deeper into you. You pressed your face into his neck, pressing kisses against his skin in an attempt to muffle yourself. 

It felt like ages before his hips met yours but when they did, you felt like you were in heaven. He stretched you wonderfully. “You’re takin’ it so well, love,” Cassidy pants.

His hips shifted and you cursed, biting into his neck. You heard him choke on his breath as he pressed you harder into the wall behind you. His thrusts started shallow as you both got used to the feeling of being so close, intimate. 

Your eyes fluttered shut, body shaking as he slowly sped up. He was drinking up the pretty sounds, taking mental notes on what made you react the way you did. The breathy little gasp when his cock brushed against your prostate, the choked breath when he’d give your neck a gentle nip.

He was slamming into you now, the echo of skin against skin was louder than you’d thought it would’ve been and you could only hope no one would walk in. Your moans became unashamed, his name tumbling from your lips as you got closer and closer to the edge again. 

Your nails clawed at his back, no doubt leaving red marks in their wake. The groan he made at the feeling was heavenly. His hips jerked into yours and you cursed, looking down at where you met. 

You couldn’t describe what you felt seeing his dick disappear inside you. His hand cupped your face and he pulled you into another kiss. His tongue pressed against yours and you couldn’t help the whine you let out at the feeling.

It was a shift of his hips that had him hitting that bundle of nerves that sent you over the edge. You arched into him with a sharp gasp as you came. Cassidy was quick to follow. The feeling of you clenching around him had him pulling out to cum on your stomach. 

He let go of your leg, holding you up by your waist as your legs threatened to give out below you. You were both panting hard, you leaning on him as you fought to catch your breath.

“That was amazing,” you finally say as you rest your head on his shoulder. “Thank you.”

“You’re more than welcome,” he chuckles as he pulls you back under the water to wash you off. The water had long gone cold, leaving you shivering as you stepped out of the shower to redress. 

You were drying your hair when Cassidy came back over to you. “Would you, uh, wanna go out with me sometime?” He asks surprisingly shyly, smiling at the laugh you gave.

“You just had your dick inside of me and now you’re shy?” You laugh before giving him a smile. “I’d love to, Cassidy.”

He pulled you into another kiss, pulling you flush against him. You ran your fingers through his beard, sighing against him. You smiled at him when he pulled away leaning forward to kiss him again when the door burst open, causing you both to jump.

“There you both are,” Tracer groans, seemingly out of breath. “Angela has been looking for the both of you.”

“Ah, thank you, Lena. We’ll go see her once we’re finished washing up,” you say, trying to ignore the building embarrassment. 

She nodded before taking a second look at each of you. She opened her mouth to say something before seemingly changing her mind. “I’ll let her know.”

The door closed behind her as she left and you heard Cassidy let out a breathy laugh. “Best get going then. Don’t want to keep the doctor waitin’.”

You nod in agreement, humming as you nudge Cassidy towards the door. “Lead the way, cowboy.”

[tonberry-yoda]

I'm bored, so here's some Cole Cassidy heacanons for my fellow simps

totally havent been thinking about this man all day 👀

he will purposely tickle you with his beard when he kisses you

it already tickles when he presses kisses all over your face and neck, but the added fluffy beard and soft hair will have you laughing until you can't breath fr

he always smells good, like you cant even put your finger on what it is, but he just smells good

will wrap you in the little poncho he has on after you're done with a battle

will keep you FAR away from ashe, doesnt wanna cause a ruckus ofc

loves your laugh, really makes it his goal to get you laughing just so he can hear it

this man is literally a TEDDY BEAR so expect lots of cuddles

also expect him to complain about always being big spoon and will BEG you to let him be little spoon every once and a while

he's just a big baby

he tells the most boring stories, but also the most interesting ones, but please for the love of GOD listen to this man because he loves it when you do fr

will let you wear his hat

if you wear bras, expect to walk into your room and find him trying them on (that definitely solves the broken bra incident from a couple months ago)

dress up like a cowboy/cowgirl and you will make this man FAINT

please say "it's high noon" while making fun of his accent. it makes him giggle and then you'll just say it back and forth for hours lmfaoooo

expect to wake up and find mr. cowboy hogging all of the sheets

throw his cigars

just do it

put his hair in little braids or just play with his braids and he will literally melt

call him names. nicknames or whatever and he will totally be fully in love with you

just know that this man is constantly thinking about you and how much he loves you, so give him plenty of kisses and a lot of love <3

~~~~~

overwatch masterlist --- pinned post

@tonberry-yoda

[all-gummed-up-inside]

Being with THE Cole Cassidy is like a wish come true however it’s a double-edged sword, anything you do to him he’ll want to do it back tenfold. Grope him in the hall? He’ll try to pin you to the closest surface and leave you breathless, edge him? He’ll make sure that next time he’s in control that you’ll be cumming buckets until your spent cock can’t get hard anymore <3 hell! He’ll start betting work hours even if it means he can’t cum for a a whole month.

Sometimes he’ll be bratty n’ try to be in control, biting and scratching, muffling swear words and moans with pillows just to piss you off that little bit more. Maybe getting off without permission while you’re out on a mission, covering your underwear in cum and not even daring to clean it up after, it’s not like he’s trying to hide it either really, leaving it out in broad daylight for you to find as soon as you get back to base.

[yoditopascal]

Always

summary: What about Hanzo, Cassidy and/or Baptiste helping reader confronting a big panic attack where they try to hurt themself ?

warnings: anxiety, reader has a pretty bad panic attack, hurt and comfort, fluff

a/n: this was requested! I hope I did Cassidy justice!

Your knees buckle, as you fall to the floor of your room, struggling to catch your breath you grip the ground as a sheen of sweat washes over your skin, tears rapidly falling from your eyes.

The last mission had been a particularly hard one and even though you held it together for the most part you immediately crumbled once you got in your room.

Laying down onto the cool floor you tried to stop yourself from heaving as you cried to no avail, tears pooling around your face.

You were having a panic attack, a full blown one and we’re all alone and powerless to stop it.

A knock at your door pulls you out of your crying spell. You quickly tried to wipe your eyes but it did nothing to cease your tears.

“Can I come in darlin’?” A smooth voice with a southern drawl asks gently.

You didn’t have a chance to respond, honestly you probably couldn’t even if you tried to at this point, before the door slowly creaked open and a head popped into the room.

It was your co-worker and all around favorite person, Cassidy coming to check on you. He seen the way you had shut down after the mission and had wanted to just peeking his head in to check on you but once he saw the state of you on the floor the cowboy let himself fully into the room quietly closing the door behind him.

“Hey now darlin’ it ok.” He said coming to sit beside you, slowly pulling your hands from your wrists and holding them in his hands. You had started to scratch yourself without realizing it, wrist raw and red from the motions.

“Focus on your breathing doll, try taking some deep breaths.” He said mimicking the actions

You tried to follow his lead but your hiccups were making it difficult.

“I can’t—I can’t—“You tried to tell him, throat feeling more and more constricted as you wept.

“It’s ok pumpkin I gotchu, I’m here.” He said rubbing his gloved thumb over your hands.

“S-sorry.” You choke back a sob sitting up from the floor wiping at your sore red eyes.

"Hey, hey, look at me.” He says again going to grab your chin forcing you to look him in the eyes “You got nothin’ to be apologizing for you hear me?” He takes his other hand from yours and strokes your head.

Your breathing was starting to get better.

“Keep trying to breathe with me, alright? In and out ten seconds at a time.” Your eyes never left his as you both breathed in and out in tandem.

“Good, let’s keep going ok?” He said keeping up the pace. You two kept going as he stroked your back and squeezed your hand in reassurance making sure you kept eye contact with him the whole time until your breathing evened out and the tears finally stopped flowing.

“Sorry for making you worry.” You sniffled, breaking eye contact as you looked away embarrassed.

“I already told ya, you don’t have anything to be sorry about.” He smiled, stroking your cheek “You doin alright now baby?”

“Y-yeah I think so.” You mumbled sniffling again. “Thanks Cass.”

“Anytime sweetheart, I’m always here for ya.” He said kissing your forehead, beard tickling your face and he leaned in.

[l0serloki]

bro i’m not even gonna anon idc, can i ask nicely, kindly (only if you want to ofc) for cassidy being jealous?

tysm <3

Jealous OW Character HCs

(Cassidy, Moira, Kiriko, Hanzo)

CW : GN!Reader, mentions of anxiety (Kiriko), Hanzo with some control issues (not overbearing though, dw)...

A/N : SAY LESS!!! I got you ;^)

Cassidy : 

I feel like he won’t outright admit it but you can definitely tell

“I ain’t even jealous. Don’t got a single jealous bone in my body.” (He proceeds to glare at the man who just talked to you)

He gets pretty handsy when he’s jealous and will butt into the conversation you’re having

“Yeah.. Well I need Y/N! Do ya mind?” (They better not mind if they don’t want a fight)

He drags you off and just talks about random stuff to fill the awkward silence. He does NOT wanna talk about it.

“You were jealous.” “Nah. You can kiss me to make up for it though.” “I swear to god Cass-”

Just kiss him and make him feel special LMAO

The new recruit kept going on and on with praises and thank yous for saving his life. You waved them off, saying it was just all part of the job. You could tell he was a little awestruck, still being new to the job. You had been kind enough but he was getting a little annoying. Thankfully your hero in shining cowboy boots was here for the rescue.

“Do ya’ mind? I need to take Y/N. Mission talk and all that.” Cassidy raises an eyebrow at the guy, waiting for a response. The kid puts his hands up in defeat and murmurs a no. Cass just hummed in acceptance, hand gripping at your wrist. You could only grin when you saw the red flush of his face, pulling you out of the room. 

As soon as you were out of hearing distance, you began teasing the man. 

“Is someone embarrassed and jealous? Think some recruit is gonna beat my love for you?” You rubbed circles in his hand as he scoffed in denial.

“Nah, I’m always better. And I am not embarrassed! Or jealous for that matter! Now.. Give me a kiss. I love ya’ too!” 

Moira : 

My gal’s a MENACE

“Oh.. Is this your.. Friend?” She looks them up and down and gives them the most disgusted look.

You have to smack her in the side to behave and she just rolls her eyes

“I was just trying to make conversation, dear.” 

The person walks away and Moira just continues to ask questions about them, moreso concerned as to why you would talk to them.

“Baby, I’m not some god-” “You could be though.” “For the last time I’m not doing that experiment!”

One of Moira’s lab assistants had brought her younger sister in for the day. You had done whatever you could to appease her curiosity and keep her entertained while the other two were off doing lord knows what. 

“So then you-”

“Who.. is this? A friend of some sort?” Moira’s voice boomed from behind you, making you jump.

“Moi! You about scared me to death. This is your assistant's sister. She was just visiting the lab.” You explained and the woman nodded. 

“Yes, well, dear girl, your sister is already on her way to the car. You best be off.” Her demanding presence made the other girl quake, practically booking it.

Your girlfriend turned to go brew herself a coffee, letting out an awkward cough.

“You are worth more than just being a measly tour guide, you know. You should’ve told me that little mouse was on the premises.” 

You could only roll your eyes at her protectiveness, sighing. 

“Moira, there’s no need for that. She was kind! I am not THAT special.” 

“Then you do not perceive what I do, dear.” Her genuine smile lit up your heart, leaning in to give her a kiss.

Kiriko : 

She’s not THAT jealous but you can tell she’s a little put off

She acts normal and nice but the second they walk away she’s gonna be all over you

“Kir, not here.” “Oh please, they need to know their place.” (Sly bastard)

She definitely won’t let the two of you move until she gets a bunch of kisses ;^)

“See, it was that simple babe!”

The festival was packed and you shuffled between the people in search of your girlfriend. You felt the anxiety wavering at your body, pulling off to the side.

“Oh dear, are you alright? Can I get you a drink?” A younger woman at the stall next to you questioned, her eyes softening. You nodded at the generosity, thanking her as she passed you some water. 

“Y/N! Oh, Y/N! I thought I lost you there. Are you alright?” Kiriko had pushed the woman out of the way, checking to see if you were okay. You nodded and sent an apologetic glance to the other woman. She just shrugged and smiled, continuing to selling her vendor foods. 

Kiriko’s eyes gazed between the two of you and shook her head, hands rubbing up and down your arms. You could tell she was a little offput by the woman, hands gripping at you a bit tighter than usual. 

“Iko, why don’t we go home?” You whispered and she nodded, lips melting to your cheek.

“Anything my little troublemaker wants.”

Hanzo : 

“I do not get jealous, you belong to me.”

He tells himself that and then five minutes later you find the other guy with a black eye

“I know you beat him up.” “You are losing it.”

I feel like Hanzo has a lot of control issues, not in an obsessive way, he just really doesn’t want to lose you. He will do whatever it takes to keep you safe!

Just have a conversation with him in bed, he’ll admit to it while he’s tired. Otherwise, good luck getting it out of him!

“I don’t know what you mean.” Hanzo’s gruff voice lilted in denial, face scrunched in anger. You could only snort, hand rubbing against his bicep. The whole night he had refused to admit that he was jealous. You were having a casual conversation with Cassidy when he had gotten back from his mission, waiting in the corner for you to be finished. Truth be told, it was more like pouting in the corner from lack of attention. Usually when he had got off the jet you were waiting like a puppy to pounce on him - but not this time! 

“You just wanted attention and were jealous of Cass!” You teased at him again and he rolled over, back facing you in the bed. Running your hand across his torso, you snuggled into the taut muscles.

“I don't need attention. I was not jealous.. Just.. Waiting for you to be done.” He murmured, voice tired with defeat. You only hummed, smirk getting wider.

“Whatever you say, Hanzo.”

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Cowboy Casanova (Erron Black x Jesse McCree x female reader)

Now how in the world did you end up a bounty for two gunslinging mercenaries. one from Outworld, and one from Overwatch. (NSFW at the end. not like engrossed in details but enough to thrill)

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There was a girl, clearly hiding from whatever was to come, she had her hair tied back into a bun under her cowboy hat, a leather bandana crossed over her nose and mouth, she was on the run and definitely didn’t want to match that wanted poster on the wall. two pairs of boots could be heard walking through the saloon doors, she could hear murmuring from the old men playing cards at one of the tables. two cowboys. Her gaze turned just slightly to look in the mirror behind the bar. One just slighter taller than the other, black clothes lined by a leather vest, a line of bullets crossed from his shoulders, across his chest from both the left and right, the man wore a reddish tinted mask. She felt her heart beating just a tad faster when he moved his head to look around and met her gaze in the mirror under his hat. her eyes shifted to the other cowboy, this one was tanned, cocky, and calculating. he wore brown gear, under a red poncho over his left shoulder, his hat lined with bullets and a line of bullets across his hip. she was taking in their noticeable features. then it hit her like bricks. those cowboys were mercenaries for hire. She sat with wide eyes, when they started asking about her to the others, she felt her body tense up, instantly looking for another exit that wasn’t where they were. The cowboys introduced themselves. Jesse McCree and Erron Black.

she tilted her head down, leaving money on the bar for her drink, getting to her feet quickly, she headed for the left door out the back. she thought she had cleared them, but she was wrong. so wrong. her jaw went slack when her wrist was grabbed by the one with the cybernetic arm, her heart was pounding. McCree stood tall, his head tilted down to look at her before he uttered a few words to her “Well Well.. looks like the bounty fell right into my hands”. the other cowboy chuckled, flipping his shotgun down to his side. before she could even reach for that knife on her thigh, she was pressed face against the brick wall with a thud.

The cowboys continued their taunting, while securing her with rope. the quieter cowboy gave a soft, deep chuckle before he whispered “Hey Darlin’ go without a fight for me. I don’t wanna hurt somethin’ so pretty~”. She moved her head, his words made her head spin. no way she’d go with a bounty hunter without a fight. she gave him a smirk under her mask, before she moved, and the back of her head crashed into his face. he growled and cursed, it sent him back a few steps, that was probably a mistake. he slammed her to the wall with a mumble “it would be smart of ya to just go with us!”. she laughed at him, though her cheek radiated pain. the cowboy who had one hand in the middle of her back, slammed his other one by her head on the wall. the other cowboy sighed, and muttered to the other “Hey hey! don’t harm the merchandise!”.

finally one of them gave her a name. it was the cybernetic armed one. he spoke, lowly. “Hey darlin’ my name is McCree.. and the one ya just happened to piss off.. that’s Erron.” he chuckled, and gave a shake of his head with a smile. McCree spoke again, he took her from Erron as he did. “this is my bounty after all, I claimed ya first on the board. so i’m decidin’ if we turn ya in..”. McCree wrapped an arm over her shoulder and turned her around to face him, his gloved hand going up to take her chin before he was tilting her head back. McCrees free hand went to the back of her head, his eyes searched hers as he unsnapped the buttons to her mask, once it was in his hand he tossed it to Erron. at that moment, she shared a similar feeling with McCree, it was look of vulnerability and desire from her, and a look of desperation and desire in his eyes.

that’s how the girl with a 15 thousand bounty, became the property of the deadlock gang. for the first few days, she stayed locked in a room in McCrees office, he didn’t let her suffer, she ate and had access to the bathroom, unfortunately she was escorted by one of the two cowboys all day, but being prisoner to them might be better than where they were gonna take her. one night, the door opened with McCree stepping in, he tilted her head back again when he approached, this was the first time she got to see him without his own bandana covering his face. she was shocked to find out he was stunning. McCree looked her over as he smoked a cigar putting a bit of pressure against her in the chair, he leaned closer his words a whisper “did ya decide to work with us hm?”.

that conversation was how she ended up in McCree’s bed, her hands bracing his chest as he guided her. his own soft skin, and metallic on her hips, Erron’s hand tangled into her hair, exposing her throat to both of them. Erron was sitting behind her, keeping her back arched a bit, which allowed McCree to hit deeper, her own moans fueled them, Erron leaving soft bite marks across her spine, each bite made her whimper softly. One of McCrees hands slid down her side, before he grabbed Erron’s own, guiding it around her hip to help add the stimulation of his touch between her thighs. the feeling overwhelmed her senses, they were both rough and rugged in their own ways, McCree thrusting up into her while Erron rubbed tight circles, it sent her vision dark edged. she whimpered her words “Jesse.. Erron.. wait!” her nails dug into McCrees chest as she gasped heavily, her world shattering around her as they drew an orgasm out of her, it left her with her mouth open, she was gasping for air, as she was slowly riding out the orgasm, she could feel her belly spasm. McCree and Erron shared a smirk, before both of them bit into the left and right side of her neck.

after a while, she laid on McCree’s chest, she was fucked out after they had her busy for quite a few hours. she was littered with Erron and Jesse’s bites across her throat, chest, shoulders, back anywhere they could get access to her skin. they too were both supporting their own dark bruises on their throats with a smile. Jesse passed his cigar to Erron who was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaned back on one hand, he took it from Jesse, taking a drag before he coughed, which made McCree laugh and joke. “what ya can’t handle a cigar, Black?” Erron handed it back as he coughed again before he retorted “Shit tastes like Earthrealm dirt, that can’t be good for ya.”. Jesse laughed deeply, it stirred her from her small nap she had dozed into, and shot him a glare. Jesse chuckled and rubbed a hand down her back, apologizing with as much southern charm he could muster. “Sorry sugar~”. she huffed and nuzzled back into his neck, going back to sleep. that was how the bounty became a prized possession.

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hey can i request ow headcannons of a s/o who does drag? (with soldier, lucio, cassidy, baptiste and junkrat) gn pls! thanks in advance :3

Soldier, Lúcio, Cassidy, Baptiste, and Junkrat x Drag Queen S/O Headcanons

A/N: TYSM FOR THE REQUEST OMG! I am a fan of watching people do drag on occasion but I hope I did my best writing this for you!! I did their opinions on you doing drag and their reactions to seeing you in drag for the first time since you didn't really specify anything in particular!!!! :D Have a fun time reading anon, Ily <;33

Genre: Relationship Headcanon

CW: Flirting, Cursing, Pre-relationship status Word Count: 1,545

Soldier 76

Soldier 76 respects your determination for the part of being a Drag Queen. I mean, you have to buy so much makeup, clothes, wigs if you want, and glitter.

He can't even figure out how to do makeup, even though you have tried to teach him before. He has figured out how to walk in your small heels, which he joked, "This is a step up to becoming a drag queen, huh?"

He never really sees you in drag, his first time after you two started dating was crazy. You packed your bags since you and some of your Drag Queens were going to go to the mall and he came out of the room groggily in surprise.

He knew you did drag, that was one of your first conversations you two had before dating, but he never expected to see you in your outfits this early on!

"Oh, Good Morning Jack!" you said in a cheery tone, turning around to see him furrowed eyebrows. "Your so.. shiny." he said, clearing his throat. "Yeah, it comes with the part dear" you replied, walking over to kiss him on his forehead. "How the hell did you get all of that on you.. how can you even breathe or walk?" he kept questioning on. "You look like a totally different fucking person!"

You laughed, telling him you made him coffee already and that you'll be home soon. You hugged him as he fell into your hug slightly, getting a face full of clothes. "I have so many damn questions when you get back

Lúcio

Lúcio is such a fan of you doing drag and he loves the fact you use his music for your shows. He loves doing makeup with you since before he does to a music concert, he puts on concealer, green eye makeup, and even fake freckles on some parts of his face. He even puts glitter on his facial hair sometimes which you help him with.

He has even been to one of your shows and has been the biggest support/cheerleader since you two started to be friends all through your relationship.

The first time he saw you in drag was during one of the music concerts, you dressed in all green and glow sticks and gave out frog lollipops to people who passed. This was before you two started dating, your first interaction.

You were a huge fan of his music so obviously, you would come! You even bought a backstage pass to actually meet him! After his main opening and playing DJ, he decided to let the music play with one of his helpers to do a backstage meet-and-greet.

You walked up in line, being the first one. When he was walking to the area and saw you, he blushed slightly.

"Hey Hey!" He said while sliding up to look at you and your outfit. "Whoa... You look fantastic!" he laughed excitedly. You smiled even more. "I love your music!! I am so glad you like my outfit- I tried my best to make it look like- you!" you replied, placing the CD down. "Maybe you should be my outfit manager...see you around tho, Drag Lúcio!" he offered, signing your CD with his signature... and his number.

Cassidy

Cole Cassidy has never really understood why people drag, but he is amazed at how people put on a persona and wear all those heels and clothes. Like seriously, he could never wrap his head around how people in drag put on such a daring personality and a bold look for hours on end!

Although he doesn't fully understand why you do drag, he is supportive nonetheless. He even lets you do his makeup on rare occasions, mainly when he is drunk. One time he woke up with a face of makeup and his nails done (LMAO).

He does sometimes try to wear your heels. "It can't be that hard, I mean, I wear these boots all day and they got heels to em'!" Once he got up and tried to walk he instantly fell, and oh, you laughed your butt off while helping him up.

The first time he saw you in drag was when he came home from a bar. He had gotten drunk and you had just finished testing a drag outfit you were going to wear later in the week; you never expected him to get home this early. You were walking around the house when he saw you, and god was he stuck standing there like an idiot.

"You are home so early, what happened?" you asked concerningly, normally he would be out all night till early in the morning. "Why did ya' get all dolled up for me?" he drunkenly asked with a deep laugh, smiling oh so happily. "You look fab-u-lous babe!" he added, opening his arms up for a hug.

You were flattered by his drunken compliment. You asked if he was drunk, and he replied yes with a groan. "But just because I'm dr-runk means nothin' darlin'! I can stay up all night while you get all dolled up" he replied, with a huge grin. You laid him down on the couch, telling him you would be back without the outfit on; when you got back in more suitable clothes he was passed out. I mean hey, at least you know he doesn't mind you doing drag!

Baptiste

Baptiste has always been the kind of man to love and appreciate everything in life. When he found out you did drag he was so happy to know one of your lifestyles. He loves hearing you talk about what kind things you do when in drag, the persona you put on, the stories you have to tell.

He is just really happy about your hobbies, and this one he has asked to join in. He happily did a mini-fashion show with the two of you and your drag costumes you had. Obviously he was just playing and enjoying the moment with you. During the start of the fashion show he finally saw you in drag, after days of asking to see photos of you.

The two of you had set up a fake run way going from the dining room into the living room, a red cloth being the run way set. "I am so excited! Go first!!" he rushed you into the bedroom to change.

You laughed, excited to see his reaction to you in a quick drag outfit. Baptiste, on the other hand, had set up a camera to record you so he could watch the moment whenever he wanted to.

After many minuets, you gave him a warning with a "Coming down the runway, your favorite partner of all time..", finishing it right as you got in line of sight as Baptiste. He stood up, overreaction with gasps and laughs and moving his arms around you in shock.

"That looks fantastic! How did you do this in such little time?" he asked quickly, a jump in his step as you explained how this is just something you did quickly, and how you could do better with more amount of time. After millions of questions from him, he begged you to do his makeup like a drag queen and you two could do a mini photo shop.

Junkrat

Junkrat wasn't really educated with many kinds of hobbies, drag included. Honestly, he had seen you in drag millions of times and wasn't really phased by it, but he loved seeing the sparkles and colors on your already handsome face. He asked you questions like "Are ya sureee that's comfortable? In this weather? Is it bomb proof? Why do you always go out in that dress?" You find the questions cute, and glad he seemed quite interested in it.

He had once been to one of your drag events, a kids reading event. He sat right near the front, watching you read with a huge smile on his face. Even in drag or not, you were so handsome and he loved that.

The first time he saw you in drag was a week after you two started dating. He had just got out of the shower (crazy i know) and you were seeing what outfit matched best with the makeup you were wearing in the living room. When he came out into the living room you were going to ask him what worked best, but then...

"Hey dearie, you ran out of soa- OH MY GOSH!" his eyes lit up at the outfits you had laid out. "ARE THESE YOURS? ARE YOU GOING TO WEAR THEM??" he asked excitedly while you explained what you were doing.

"I'm assuming you don't know but- I am a Drag queen and we wear all these clothes and makeup and stuff and just have fun! we sing-" he cut you off, saying he should also be a drag queen since he is an 'amazing' singer/song writer/musician/ actor/fashionista. He was over-exaggerating, but it made you start to cackle.

You promised Junkrat that when you got back that you would help him do drag. He laughed, jumping around. "Caannn my drag queen person have bombs on them? and gold? and fire?" he asked while you sighed with a smile on your face. What have you created?

A/N: Anon, and everyone else, I am so sorry i haven't uploaded in so long! I've been busy with school and kinda forgot i have a Tumblr but I will slowly post more and more. Also sorry if anyone here seems Out of Character. ILY MWAHH

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Fluff with Cassidy x neutral/masc leaning reader having a (college) study session? Been stressing over my master's program and could use some wholesome reading!

a/n: hello anon, thank you for being the first one to request! I hope you liked this short, sort of chill oneshot, let me know!

Studying With Cassidy (not really because Cassidy distracts you)

A small yawn escaped your lips, your fingertips ghosted onto the pages of the textbook you had been revising off of. Your eyes lazily skimming through the blocks of texts that laid in front of you.

You were too tired to process any of it—too exhausted.

There was no way you would survive this year of college. Exams were right around the corner, and you felt that no matter how hard you studied, you would never get it.

You couldn't help but feel helpless.

It wasn't a very encouraging train of thought, you knew that all too well.

You had been following a rigorous studying regimen, attempting to get in front of whatever you could—some days you felt it was all in vain.

You caught glimpse of the time in your peripheral view; 8:56pm.

The library's gonna close soon...Might as well continue at my dorm... you thought to yourself.

Letting out a disheartened sigh, you stuffed your textbook into your bag, slinging it over your shoulder haphazardly.

And with that, you departed, and went off to your dorm.

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Once you stepped foot into your dorm, your grip loosened on your bag, allowing it to fall to the ground with a thump—quickly reaching in to grab your textbook so you could get back to studying.

"Hey darlin'." A voice you knew all too well suddenly erupted from behind you.

Cole!

You relaxed at the sound of his voice, a smile graced your features. "Hey." you awkwardly replied.

"Did I scare ya?"

You snorted, "Nah. I'm just surprised you're lurking in my dorm around this time." You offered him a fond smirk. This was a common occurrence for the two of you, Cassidy normally liked to spend time in your dorm when he wasn't busy doing whatever he does.

A brief moment of silence passed, Cassidy laid down on your couch, taking off his hat and placing it on the couch— making himself comfortable.

"What're ya up to? I haven't seen ya all day today."

"Well…Exams are coming up, and I'm trying to stick to my studying schedule." You explained, you found yourself feeling guilty for not spending as much time with Cassidy as you wanted to. "It's been stressful, and I don't know if I even have the energy to keep reading this stupid textbook." Holding up the textbook, you emphasized your frustration.

With a sympathetic smile on his face, Cassidy chuckled. "Lemme help ya, then." He stretched his hands out, inviting you to cuddle.

The urge to touch him tingled in your fingertips as your face heated up. Walking towards him, you placed the book on the couch's armrest and laid down next to him, feeling his arms snake around your waist, pulling you closer.

You couldn't help but feel all fuzzy and gushy inside, this was exactly what you needed.

His calloused hands gently caressed your cheeks before moving down to squeeze your shoulders. "Arent'cha the cutest thing? Yer’ all flustered." With a coy smirk, he teased you.

It took some courage for you to clear your throat, trying to overcome the shyness you felt around him. "Cole, are we studying or not?" You mused lightheartedly.

As he grabbed your textbook, you both began reading through its contents. As Cassidy asked you questions about your coursework, cracking jokes periodically, observing your deep concentration and listening to you read, he couldn't help but chuckle silently.

He only thought of one word: Adorable.

Soon enough, Cassidy began reading outloud.

Something about Cassidy's voice always soothed you, his honeyed and suave voice was enough to make anybody fall head over heels with him.

You nuzzled yourself deeper into his chest, arms draping around his large frame. You found yourself completely blocking out the information, and instead you were being lulled to sleep.

And soon enough, you were fast asleep.

“Whatdya think this means?” Cassidy furrowed his eyebrows in contemplation at the information in your textbook. While Cassidy did not comprehend much of the topic you discussed, he was impressed with your ability to answer all his questions.

Suddenly, there was silence.

“Darlin’?” he whispered gently to you.

His gaze fell on your sleeping, serene face, and he paused to stare at your unconscious form with amusement and surprise.

Did his voice relax you to the point that you fell asleep in his arms? Or did you fall asleep simply because you were bored?

He’d oughta ask you when you wake up, but for now…

Keeping his arm around your waist, he continued gently stroking your head while holding you. Taking a deep breath, he shut his eyes, surrendering to the influence of fatigue and soon falling asleep.

It might have been easier for him to wake you up, but you looked so peaceful and cozy all curled up.

After all, you two could always study another time.

This was one of those moments that he wished would last forever. You and him, relaxed, and with no worries.

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would you be able to do cassidy with an anxious s/o (gender neutral)

There's Gotta Be Something

Pairing: Cole Cassidy x Reader

Warnings: Anxious thoughts and feelings

Word Count: 654

Cassidy, for all the grief he’s received over the years about his status as an agent, is a smart man. He may not always seem like it because he chooses to live his life on the more chaotic side but he is smart. Specifically, he is good at reading people. He was the member of a gang and a Blackwatch agent, turning to the life of an outlaw after both of those, his survival often depended on that skill. 

So, when the two of you became friends, and later lovers, he picked up on a few of your tells. He noticed how you would cling closer to him at certain times or when there were a few too many people in the room. He noticed how you sometimes frowned after you finished talking, like there was more you wanted to say but were afraid to. He saw all of these things and realized that you must suffer from a bit of anxiety.

Okay, step one solved. Problem identified. Now all he had to do was talk to you about it.

Something, he knew, that was going to be a little difficult given the anxiety. 

That was alright! He could do this! He loved you! He wanted to help! There’s gotta be a way to do this!

So, he waited until a moment when he knew you would be at your most comfortable, surrounded by your favorite blankets and pillows, a mug of your favorite hot drink in your hands. 

He sat down beside you, draping an arm over your shoulders and kissing your cheek before he decided he would give it a try.

“Darlin’?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I talk to you about somethin’?”

Oh no. That didn’t sound like it was going to be a regular conversation. You didn’t like the sound of that. What did that mean? What did he want to talk about? Have you done something wrong? Is he planning to-?

“Darlin’? Hey, come back to me honey.” Just as his words asked, his voice brought you back out of the drain pipe that was your anxious mind.

“There ya are,” Cole smiled, then sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck, “Sorry about that darlin’. I shouldn’t have phrased it that way. I promise its nothin’ bad. I just wanna ask you a question. You’re not in trouble, or anything like that. I’m sorry if I made it sound that way. Look, I just want ya to be honest.I’m also sorry if this isn’t the right way to ask, or if I should be asking at all but, it’s the only thing I can think to do. Sweetheart, do you think you have anxiety or something? I’ve noticed how spooked you get sometimes and I- I just wanna help ya.”

You scan his face for any kind of trickery or deception but you find nothing for your mind to latch onto in that regard. All you see is your sweet Cassidy genuinely wanting to help you. 

So, you sigh, and tell him that yes, you do suffer from anxious thoughts a fair amount of the time. 

“Aww, honey,” he says with a kiss to your knuckles, “What can I do to help?”

“Honestly,” you tell him, “Just being here. You’re very comforting.”

“Aww, you’re just saying that to make me feel all warm and fuzzy.”

You chuckle along with him, “No, I mean it!”

“Well, how’s about we watch a movie and then tomorrow morning we can come up with something besides me to help you out. Not that I ain’t flattered and not that I don’t wanna help, because I do, sugar, but I think between the two of us, we can come up with a more permanent solution. Or, at least, the road to find one.”

You two share a sweet kiss and spend the rest of the night enjoying each other's company. A nice, easy, stress free evening.

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Scumtober- Day 30 (Public Play)

Cole Cassidy x Male!reader

In the dimly lit kitchen of the Overwatch base, Cassidy's tall figure loomed over you like a shadow. As you stood bent over the counter, your hands covering your mouth to stifle any moans that might escape, he began pressing his thick, hard cock deeper inside you. You couldn't help but whimper softly, your eyes nervously looking at all the entrances to the kitchen.

"Don't worry," Cassidy whispered seductively, running his rough fingers along your hips before sliding them lower to grip your thighs possessively. "We're all alone here." His deep voice sent shivers down your spine as he thrust his cock further inside you.

"I know that," you replied breathlessly, casting a quick glance towards the doorway. "But...still..."

"Trust me, darlin'," he replied confidently. "No one will disturb us tonight." With those words still lingering in the air, he suddenly rammed his cock into you with enough force to elicit a surprised yelp from you.

Turning to face him, you shot him an irritated look. That damn smirk of his made you want to punch him in the gut.

"Sorry 'bout that, sweetheart," he drawled playfully. "Just got carried away there for a moment."

"Just shut up and fuck me already, before someone comes looking for us!" you snapped, turning your head back towards the darkened corridor outside the kitchen.

"As you wish, my Lord," he replied sarcastically before grabbing hold of your waist and starting to move faster and harder inside you. Each powerful thrust caused your entire body to tremble with pleasure.

With every thrust, your whole body shook with pleasure, and your legs felt weak beneath you. To steady yourself, you placed your palms flat on the cool surface of the countertop, desperately trying to maintain some balance.

"Oh yeah, take it all, baby boy," he growled lustfully.

"Keep it down!" you begged, fearing that someone would catch the two of you fucking in the same place where they make food.

"Aww, come on now," he teased. "Let loose a little! I promise we won't get caught." He punctuated his words with another deep thrust, causing you to cry out involuntarily.

"You're such a..." you started to protest before his cock hit your prostate again, causing you to moan. "... bad influence," you finished breathlessly.

He laughed heartily at your response. "And ain't that why you love me?" he asked rhetorically as he continued to pound into you relentlessly.

Cassidy wrapped his strong arms around you, pulling you close against his broad chest. The sound of skin slapping together filled the room, accompanied by the occasional groan or gasp from either of you. You could feel his hot breath on your neck as he nuzzled into its crook, taking in your scent greedily.

Just then, the lights in the kitchen suddenly clicked on, illuminating the room. Both you and Cassidy froze – him unable to move since he was still buried deep inside you. The two of you exchanged panicked glances as Junkrat entered the kitchen, rubbing sleep from his eyes.

While you both contemplated what to do next, Junkrat stumbled sleepily toward the cabinets, pulled out a glass, and went straight to the sink to fill it with water. As he did so, he nodded at the two of you in acknowledgment. You give him a nervous smile as you feel Cassidy's cock twitch inside you.

Feeling relief wash over you as Junkrat seemed oblivious to your situation, you let out a quiet sigh of relief as Cassidy's muscles relaxed. However, just as he turned to leave, something clicked in his mind, and he stopped abruptly. Swiveling back towards you both, he asked groggily, "Uhhh...what'cha two doing here at this hour?"

"Ummm...Chillin', ya know?" you stammered unconvincingly, hoping that Junkrat wouldn't suspect anything out of the ordinary. Cassidy nodded, equally uneasy.

Junkrat simply shrugged indifferently and trundled back down the hallway without further inquiry.

Once Junkrat left, you couldn't help but release a sigh of relief. Laying your cheek on the cold countertop, you mockingly repeated Cassidy's earlier words, "I promise we won't get caught."

Chuckling, Cassidy flashed you a playful grin. "Well, looks like my promises aren't worth much, eh?"

After a brief moment of silence, you broke the tension with a question directed at Cassidy. "So, uh...Are you still feeling horny?"

Jumping at the opportunity, he quickly seized control once more, grabbing your hips tightly "Always ready for round two, baby boy!"

Scumtober 2023 Masterlist

[nori-writes]

Hi there! May I request Cassidy with an s/o who can easily fluster him? Thank you in advance if you do this!

“You love it.”

Cassidy x Reader

W/C: 850+

A/N: YESS, I love Cassidy requests, sadly this is the last one I have (feel free to send more 👀) I’ve been obsessed with Overwatch recently especially Cassidy and Hanzo. One last funny little thing that I wanna share. So basically the way I write his accent is a just quietly talk to myself while I’m writing because I have a southern accent myself. Just thought it was a lil funny thing to share.

Also this isn’t proof read AT ALL. I wrote this in a couple periods of school.

Cole loves complimenting and flirting with you as often as he gets the chance to.

But as soon as you throw a compliment back at him he is a flustered mess.

Typically he's just fine taking a compliment from someone like another agent in Overwatch but when it's from you?

God help him.

Whenever he’s flustered he’ll pull his hat from his head to cover his face and take a moment to collect himself before even thinking about replying to you

It’s literally adorable.

Claims to hate it

He loves it.

He’ll glance over them and claim that your words don’t affect him

They most definitely do.

It was around midnight and Cassidy still hadn’t managed to find his way into bed. He had returned from a mission earlier and had meant to go home hours ago to change, shower, or even just to see you. God, he always missed you. Instead, he sat on a part of the counter in the base's kitchen, lights out, eating some cookies that Brigitte had made for all of Overwatch to enjoy and enjoy he did.

They were amazing, perfectly cooked but still a nice chewable, gooey texture to them with the perfect amount of chocolate chips and hit the spot at this time of night. If he was being completely honest though, he hadn’t realised how late it was getting to be. If he had he would’ve scurried his way home by now.

Though, the silence in the Overwatch kitchen at night was a weirdly comforting thing. The curtains were open just enough to bring in the perfect amount of moonlight to illuminate everything so that you weren’t tripping over stuff in the dark.

After a couple more cookies Cole had finally decided to pull out his phone and check the time which had read to be almost 1:00 AM. Determining that it was already far too late for him to be awake he decided on one last cookie before he would finally make his way to your shared bed for the night.

He pulled his last cookie out of the jar before taking a bite out of it as he realised your figure stood in the doorway, “Hey sweet pea, what’re you doin’ up at this hour?”

You left the doorway making your way closer to Cole. He noted that you were in pyjamas meaning that you had already been in bed as your voice came out in a groggy tone, “Someone had mentioned that you were back from your mission earlier today, I hadn’t seen you so I came looking for you. Missed your handsome face.”

He internally thanked that he had left the lights off when he came in here earlier, had he not the only thing to hide how embarrassingly red his face was currently would’ve been his hat. The hat which he wasn’t wearing currently.

There was an outline of a smile that came across your face, you weren’t able to fully see his reaction but you knew the effect that your words had on him. He was always the one who flirted with other people, never the other way around so when you threw his words right back at him the reaction was nothing but the best. He took a second to gather himself before he even thought about replying to you.

“Sorry, I hadn’t been lookin’ at the time. I meant to come n’ see you earlier. I kinda got caught up with Brigitte’s cookies, these things are amazing,” He praised the cookies while taking a bite out of the one he had grabbed before he noticed you were in the room.

You shook your head in agreement, hopping up on the counter next to him, laying your head onto his shoulder, “You thinking about heading to bed anytime soon?”

“Just ‘bout to after I finished this last cookie,” you let out a small hum of acknowledgement to his words looking up at his face, “Somethin’ on your pretty little mind sugar?”

You shook your head, “Nothing just you, all the time.”

All he could do was sigh with a smile on his face, the blush of his face much more visible with the closeness of the two of you, “Can’t be just sayin’ stuff that.”

“Yes I can, and you love it.”

As always if you enjoyed my masterlist is here

[anari3l]

Cupcake Epilogue

Pairing: Cole Cassidy x Reader // Words: 627 //Warnings: FLUFF // Notes: I read my own notes wrong for requests and this happened. // Cupcake Master list is here

Pizza, beer, and movies had always been “date night” for you and Cole. Long before you had been dating, and even longer before you had finally been married.

As the years went on, after Overwatch had fallen and you all went your separate ways, it was easy to fall back into an idyllic relationship, one that had formed years ago as recruits, and one the both of you had dreamt of.

“Alright,” Cole smiled, plopping onto the couch with a bowl of popcorn and two beers in hand. “What are we watching tonight, darlin’?”

You smiled, pulling the water bottle from the back pocket of his jeans as he sat forward, aware he had almost squashed the plastic container. As he settled back in the cushions, you stretched your legs over his lap, folding your hands on top of your belly, balancing the water bottle on the large bump.

“Thought you wanted to watch an old western?” you started, “Change your mind?”

Cole shrugged, kicking his feet onto the coffee table and draping an arm over the back of the couch. “How ‘bout something we ain’t never seen before?” he asked, scrolling through the movie options on screen. “Just pick something and see where it goes?”

“Deal,” you nodded, adjusting so you sat against his chest, shoulder to shoulder. “Now pass the popcorn,” you made grabby hands for the bowl on his other side, “And the Tums. Our peanut has already kick-started my nightly heartburn.”

Movie nights had always ended up with one or both of you falling asleep on the couch, blankets shared between the two of you. The TV had long turned itself off to save power, the movie and credits long over and forgotten as both of you fell asleep before the ending.

Cole shifted as he felt you shift against him, trying to get comfortable as you laid on his lap. Blinking his eyes open, he rubbed at them before running a hand through his hair. He smiled as his hand came to rest against your abdomen, your pregnant belly supported by a throw pillow. “Lettin’ your mama finally get some shut eye, huh?” he mumbled.

He sat there for a moment before stretching out the stiffness in his joints, resigning himself to the fact that he would have to wake you to get you into the bedroom. He missed the days the two of you slept on the couch all night, or those nights you fell asleep and he carried you into the bedroom, smiling at the uttered protests that you were “just resting your eyes”.

He yawned, sitting up. “Darlin’, come on. Wakey wakey,” he said gently, running his finger over your hairline and down your cheek. “Can’t sleep on the couch.”

You mumbled something in your sleepy daze, but started to push up into a sitting position. “How’d the movie end?” you asked on a yawn.

Cole matched your yawn with a smile, tossing the blanket and remote onto the cushion. “Think we both fell asleep, darlin’.”

You took the hand he offered to help you stand, taking a moment to balance yourself as you rose. “When was the last time we finished a movie?”

Cole smiled, guiding you to the bedroom and turning off lights as you went. “Can’t remember,” he answered, quickly changing into his pajamas as you fluffed the pillows on your side of the bed. “Maybe one day we will.”

You nodded as he slid into bed behind your back, arm draping over your waist so his hand sat comfortably on your stomach. “Love you, cowboy.”

He kissed your shoulder. “Love you too, darlin’.” As your soft snores filled the air, he nuzzled closer to your back, his hand splaying along your stomach. “Love ya both.”

[tonberry-yoda]

Out Like a Light - Cole Cassidy

notes - my tumblr bbygurl bff gave me a cute little brainrot, so i had to write this tee hee. Honestly, thank you for sharing his beautiful face with me dude because i forgot how much i loved this cowboy. Would kiss, 10/10 word count - 585 summary - you finally get a break from your job, but miss your boyfriend. when he comes home, you don't have much of a break, but get to finally relax with him like you wanted <3 tags - @cerezzzita <3333

You hummed to yourself while you made dinner, wearing nothing but a tank top and some low sweatpants. Today was a good day, so you were smiling like an idiot while the frying pan was sizzling.

Not often did you get breaks from Overwatch, but when you did, it was always a good time where you could just stay home and do whatever you wanted.

It just kind of sucked that you couldn't spend that time with your boyfriend, who didn't get to take the day off.

But then again, it was always nice to get a break from that cowboy sometimes.

Speaking of, you heard the door click open and the spur of his boots clink on the ground.

"Cole, baby, is that you?" you asked over the sizzling food.

"Yup. Just me, pumpkin, don't worry." He sounded tired.

"How was your day?"

You saw him turn the corner and gasped as he was covered in scratches and bruises that were covered up to their best ability.

"Oh my god, what happened?" you asked, rushing over to him.

"Oh this? It's nuthin'. Don't worry about me, m'kay?" He pressed a kiss to your forehead and took a seat at the dining room table.

"Dammit, Cassidy, I hate when you come home looking like this."

"You've come home worse." he chuckled.

"Yeah, but I can deal with it. I don't like you all hurt."

"I'm fine." he reassured you, watching you cook. "It's just little stuff, that's all. Hurts like hell, but I'm fine."

You sighed. "You better be."

"You know what would help though?"

You cocked an eyebrow when you saw him smirk. "What?"

"Warm dinner. A nice shower. And some cuddle time with my honey."

You smiled. "That does sound nice."

He stood up and walked over to you semi-weakly, but managed to wrap his arms around you, rubbing his thumbs lightly over your waist.

"Smells good." he said.

"Thanks."

"Mhm." He kissed your head and leaned his chin there, just watching you cook. "How was your day off?"

"Relaxing. But I missed you."

"Course you did."

"Shut up." you giggled, plating both of your food.

As you two ate, he told you all about his day fighting dozens of different people and winning, but leaving with pain like no other. How Torb had to swoop in and help, trying to carry Cassidy's fat ass.

You laughed with him and he couldn't help but blush at you.

"All right. Wanna take that shower?" You took both of the empty plates and put them in the sink for later.

"Yes please." he sighed.

You pressed a kiss to his jaw and led him to the shower.

You helped wash all the dry blood off of his body and even washed his hair, which he nearly melted due to the way your nails dug into his scalp.

After the shower though, he wanted to spoil you and carried you to your bed, pressing kisses all over your face.

"St-Stop!" you giggled. "Be careful, Cole, you're still recovering."

"Eh, I'm fine." He kissed you on the lips and looked at you with loving eyes. "If anything, this is making me feel better."

You cupped his face and gave him a kiss on the nose before scratching his beard. "God, you're so pretty." you told him.

He laid next to you and held you in his arms. "You're so pretty."

"Good job today." You kissed him one last time, but he was already out like a light.

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