#mcana

[zitae]

Ana cassidy

[wildissylupus]

Ships that give me the ick and why

I'm playing a dangerous game here but most of them should be things that people agree on.

RoadRat

The age gap is too big for me, Junkrat is 25, Roadhog is 48. That's a 23 year age gap, which is way too big for me. My maximum age gap is 10 years if they met as adults, also to me Roadhog is old enough to be Junkrats dad. (This is one I'm probably going to get hate for. If you ship it good on you, I just don't like it.)

McPharah

They're found siblings, they've been implied to be found siblings longer than Pharah has been implied to be a lesbian. I don't see this ship much (thank god) but when I do I get the urge to throw something. Hopefully with the confirmation of Pharah being a lesbian and her considering Cassidy her brother I will see a lot less of this ship.

McAna/McReaper/McSolider

THOSE ARE HIS PATENTS. Also they knew him when he was 17, they're around over 20 years older then him, yeah no-

Mercy x any old guard

See the above but make it worse since Mercy was technically raised by Torbjörn, meaning they knew her far before 17.

Shimadacest

....Do I need to explain? I have no interest in incest. Keep that shit far away from me thank you-

DVA x anyone over 24-25

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY PAY ATTENTION TO HANAS AGE WHEN SHIPPING HER

She's only 19, yes she's an adult but she's barely an adult, she isn't fully mature yet. Fuck even 25 is pushing it. Maturity gaps exist, please acknowledge it.

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[kaguya-fox]

sakura🌸

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McAna

[xioka]

McAna broke my heart

[luoiae]

my pages for @12zine!! ENJOY!!! I DREW MCCREE 230482309482039482 TIMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[clareguilty]

McCree/Ana Reward fic

This was a commission from my Patreon page! McCree/Ana Word Count: ~1200 Rating: Explicit | No Warnings (Contains knotting, breeding, slight ABO)

Ana had never felt that she was too old for anything. She had never felt she was too weak for anything. Ending a war, raising a daughter, fighting for justice, she was proud of her legacy.

She deserved to be worshipped. Praised and rewarded for everything she had overcome.

And Jesse McCree was there to worship her.

His mouth was hot against her skin. He had taken his time trailing down her neck, over her chest, across the soft skin of her stomach and down each of her thighs.

Ana, one of the world’s best snipers, found she had very little patience for teasing.

Her fingers gripped Jesse’s long hair – he was always a bit scruffy – and dragged him to where she needed him most. She could feel his grin against her flesh, but he complied. His tongue licked a broad stripe between her folds.  The sound that escaped Ana’s lips was embarrassing at best. Nearly a squeak of pleasure.

Jesse only encouraged her.

“I would very much like the hear the fruits of my labor, ma’am,” he chided gently. His request was accentuated by his tongue and its slow strokes over her clit. Ana gave in. This time her moan was louder, a higher, breather sound than she thought herself capable of making. Her voice was usually so coarse and worn. The sounds she was making for Jesse were so different.

He was very good at what he did. His hands gripped her thighs. His tongue was steady against her clit. Two of his thick fingers were pressed inside her, rubbing against the exact spot that had Ana panting and crying out in pleasure.

She came hard. Her head fell back, mouth wide open as she pulled on Jesse’s hair and rocked against his tongue. He didn’t stop until her back was flat against the bed once more and she was weakly shoving his mouth away from her pussy.

His eyes gleamed, beard dripping with slick and mouth curled up in a wicked smile.

Jesse stepped out of his pants and freed his aching cock while Ana slowly came back to herself.

The sight of him, ruddy and hard, made Ana’s eyes widened, and she pushed herself to her knees so she could get closer. Jesse stroked himself leisurely, delighted by Ana’s awed expression as she eyed his thick cock.

Her fingers replaced his own, and Jesse let out a low moan as Ana wrapped her lips around the head of his dick. She worked slowly at first, getting used to the feeling of him in her mouth, swirling her tongue over the head and shaft. Jesse watched her in adoration, brushing a hand over her hair. Ana looked up at him as she sank farther down his length, and Jesse couldn’t stop the involuntary jerk of his hips. His cock sank even deeper into her mouth, but Ana didn’t seem to mind.

Placing a hand on either side of her head, Jesse began to thrust forward. Ana moaned, a thrumming vibration that only spurred Jesse on. He fucked her mouth a little bit harder.

The base of Jesse’s cock began to swell, little by little, and he pulled back, admiring how flushed Ana’s skin looked under the smeared, dripping mess of spit and precome.

“Why don’t you lay back for me, ma’am?” he asked, guiding Ana back until she was flat on the bed once more. This time, he gently pressed the head of his cock against her entrance. She gasped at the sensation, and one of her hands flew to Jesse’s shoulder, nails digging into the skin.

Jesse moved slowly, shallow thrusts that allowed Ana to get used to the feeling of being filled by Jesse. His cock was thick and long; he had to be a gentleman with a woman like Ana.

At last, he was fully sheathed in Ana’s pussy, moving very little as she clenched and rocked beneath him. After a few moments, she rolled her hips deliberately. Jesse needed no further instruction.

Jesse began fucking Ana with hard, powerful strokes. She was wet and tight around his dick, and Jesse was enraptured by the way her eyes rolled back and her nails scraped down his arms.

His knot was swelling, and the urge to bury himself inside Ana’s pussy and spill his seed was becoming harder and harder to control.

One of Jesse’s thumbs found Ana’s clit, and he leaned forward to growl in her ear as he made her come on his cock.

“I’m gonna knot you so fucking good,” he whispered. “Can’t wait to come inside you and fill you up. I’m gonna make you mine.”

Ana let out a breathy moan as she felt the swell of his knot against her entrance. Jesse’s cock itself was already thick, would she really be able to take his knot?

The thought pushed her over the edge, and she came with a cry that trailed off in a pathetic whimper.

“Take me,” she begged. “Bite me. Fill me up.” Oh, how she wanted nothing more than to be claimed by Jesse. Knotted and filled and marked by him.

Jesse couldn’t resist such a tempting offer. Ana bared her neck to him, and he didn’t hesitate as his teeth broke the flesh. His knot sank into Ana, hot and wet and tight around him. He swelled even more inside her, locking them together. Jesse shuddered as he pumped thick ropes of come into Ana’s pussy. Her eyes widened as the heat filled her even more than she thought possible. She already felt so stretched around Jesse’s cock, yet he was pumping her even more full of his come.

Ana moaned and shifted under Jesse. The sensation was overwhelming. She was already oversensitive from coming twice, and now Jesse was locked inside her, spilling endlessly as he licked and sucked at the bite on her neck. One of her hands slipped between them, down to where they were connected. Ana was surprised to feel the slight bulge of Jesse’s cock and seed under her fingers.

The thought made her clench down hard on Jesse’s cock, and he rocked against her gently. It must have felt good because he repeated the motion. Ana felt her mind go hazy at the continued stimulation. She didn’t think it was possible for Jesse to come more, to fill her beyond this point, but he did. Her eyes fluttered shut as Jesse continued to fuck her.

When his knot started to go down, Jesse carefully slipped out of Ana’s pussy. The sensation startled her, and she moaned as the swell of his knot pushed past her entrance.

All of the seed that Jesse had pumped into Ana spilled out at once. Not a drop had managed to get past his knot. The sensation was startling, but delightful as the hot, wet come gushed and dripped from her used pussy. The feeling of being stretched and filled was replaced by an easy, relaxed feeling.

It would be several minutes before Ana was able to move again.

[itstimetogetspooky]

Some of y'all like McCree as much as I do...so I made me a McAnyone server. Where anyone can share the cowboy love. You can rp, or just hangout. Gotta be 18+ just in case (sorry little ones) so message me for an invite!

Only rule: don't hate on anyone else

[gesha-stop]

I’m back

[wictorwictor]

Fandom: Overwatch (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ana Amari/Jesse McCree Characters: Ana Amari, Jesse McCree Additional Tags: Post-Recall, Reunions, Porn with Feelings, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex Series: Part 3 of Let Ana F*ck

Summary: “I thought you quit smoking, Jesse,” Ana says, stepping out of the shadows. She sees the red end of the cigar glowing in the darkness.

“I thought you were dead, ma’am,” Jesse replies.

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Ana reunites with Jesse after the Recall. Written for Day 6 of @letanafuck (Helping/Hurting)

[suzukiblu]

Ana/McCree for @kheradihr:

Jesse flirts outrageously with Ana from basically day one, because she is a gorgeous older woman and he has not learned ANY normal social behavior from Deadlock. Ana finds him a little bit endearing, but mostly amusing, and generally doesn’t have much to do with him. He’s Gabriel’s favorite boy, he’s very polite, and he’s very good at what he does, that’s all she knows.

Sometime in his late twenties Jesse comes back from a mission a bloody, laughing mess at the same time Ana’s reporting in from one of hers, and she feels--oddly about it. She checks up on him later to make sure he’s alright, and he lights up like she’s the fucking SUN, which makes her feel even odder. She tips his hat down over his eyes and tells him not to be so reckless.

Jesse is swooning for DAYS. Ana Amari touched? his hat?? He’s never washing it AGAIN. He’s never doing ANYTHING again except swooning over Ana Amari. Gabe is dubious. Moira is amused. Genji might stab him. He does not care.

Ana fakes her death. She feels she’s failed badly enough that she needs to. She doesn’t think about what it’ll do to the people she’s leaving behind. She doesn’t think about any of them at all (she tries not to. she tries very HARD not to.).

Post-Recall, everyone is understandably angry about this. Except Jesse, who takes one look at her and lights up like she’s the fucking SUN.

+ bonus: The first time Jesse gets Ana in bed, she immediately takes over and he l o v e s it.

[romanchesco]

gift

[loghainmactir]

title: smooth series: N/A warnings: N/A words: 1,597 summary: McCree enlists Ana for help with shaving. notes: i literally got sick of looking at this so that’s why it doesn’t have a proper ending, lmao, it’s also really short & self indulgent but hopefully i’ll write some more anacree eventually that’s better hhh

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Jesus Christ, it is so hot.

Jesse’s used to the heat, but sometimes it gets to him. It heats his prosthetic arm and it makes him sweat in his serape, his hair stick to his forehead.

It’s even worse when he’s travelling— constantly moving from place to place, the only respite in trains or busses or planes, or in malls and stores where he’s likely to get noticed and dragged in for his bounty.

Right now, he’s staying in a shitty, country-side hotel with Ana; they still exist, even in 2076. The wallpaper is peeling off, the carpet smells vaguely of vomit and cigarette ash, and the bathroom mirror is cracked to hell and back, but it’s the only place they wouldn’t get questioned with enough money pumped through reception.

Winston’s recall, as it turns out, wasn’t so easy to respond to when you had an odd sixty million on your head.

He’s sitting in the tiny kitchen portion of their room, his prosthetic arm resting on the dining table, hat discarded to the side. His plain red button-up needs a wash, and he’s left the top two buttons undone. To be fair, they hadn’t exactly had the time to hunt down a laundromat.

Earlier he’d fished out his straight razor and his shaving cream. His beard was starting to get itchy beyond his goatee— damnit, but his prosthetic was too uncomfortable to wear in the heat.

Ok, maybe he didn’t think that out too well.

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[multifangirl69]

I just love Mccree being dominated by all his superiors. Reaper, Soldier, Ana, Moira... This boy needs someone older to shut his sassy mouth.

[lipeka]

I watch Pocahontas and guess what...