#Cassidy x Reader

[boobav]

Medical Attention

Cole Cassidy x Reader

a/n: why are there so many bj fics and never handjob ones I think we need to start addressing this in the fanfic community...

content: smut (handjob), a bit of blood, un-established relationship, afab!reader

word count: 3.5k

Bullets spewed from what appeared to be the cliffs themselves, pinging off metal and digging into wood all around your crumpled form; you twitched at every impact, at every sound, and instinctually budged up closer to the man taking cover beside you. Your thoughts were racing at useless speeds- how had you not noticed your attackers sooner? How had someone like you ended up in such a tight situation? It really was a sucker-punch to the ego your career had carefully cultivated up until now. Another bullet smacked into the metal behind your ear and sent it ringing painfully- but you had to think of something unless you felt like fucking dying- which, unsurprisingly, wasn't on the agenda. Your eyes skimmed back over the area as if they hadn't done so a million times, squinting through the riled-up dust and reflections of sunlight. Dilapidated buildings were spotted about the area, 24/7 neon signs dead in the daylight, but no, none of this scenery struck a cord with the escapist spirit in you.

You spoke, words spilling out as liquid, "How the hell are we getting out of this Cass?" His sharp eyes darted to yours, shadowed by the cowboy hat that had to be replaced bi-weekly due to bullet holes. A cigar was notably absent from his parted lips, typical behaviour when he was, for once, taking a situation seriously.

"We're gonna make for that buildin' sugar, after I chuck this," He raised a blue flashbang to your vision as another flurry of bullets ricocheted off your flimsy cover, "Lady's parked up ahead, we can make it, I bet."

You would've scoffed if the situation was anything but this, "Your bike?"

"Uh-huh. You ready?" Your eyes ran to the weighty shift in his hips, and you nodded an affirmative. Whether this was gonna work or not it was the best bet you had, really. Cassidy's sweat-lines brows furrowed deeper, and without another ounce of hesitation he tore the grenade's pin off with his teeth, proceeding then to lob it backwards. Someone shouted, a sound so shrill it almost sounded like a fire alarm, and as the crackling-sound erupted, Cass grabbed your wrist and forced you into a wild sprint across the gravel road. Your boots kicked up dirt as they pounded against the ground, dry air forcing that grime to cling to your clothing in moss-like clumps. Cass didn't break his grip once, forcing you to adopt his relentless pace, and right as you reached your destination, he, with a messy harshness, threw you into the open doorway before himself. A single bullet shot into the open air, whistling like a stock-sound effect, and it forced from your partner a strangled cry as he dove through the doorway. Poisonous panic filled your veins- but it was swiftly knocked out by the cowboy landing unceremoniously on top of you. Every ounce of air was expelled from your lungs in an instant, and your lungs worked overtime to gulp back replacements. Note to self: never, ever expect grace in this job.

"You get hit?" You spoke in an exhale, hands tugging at Cass' belt to drag him and yourself deeper into the wooden building.

"Sure as hell feels like it," He grunted, rolling off you to lean against the wall and examine his left leg; you scrambled up too, wary of the time limitations, and ripped off a strip of your relatively-clean undershirt. Cole's eyes were watching you with an acute intensity, but you were so focused on wrapping his leg that you didn't even notice.

You pulled the shirt-made-bandage into a knot, "No it just skimmed you, lucky since I haven't a clue how to drive a motorbike. Come on cowboy." Upon standing, you tugged Cass up too; in any other moment you would've made fun of the uncharacteristically pathetic whimper that left his throat, but seeing as he'd been shot, you shut up. "You can walk?"

"'Course I can." His gaze met yours as you stood face-to-face, "Whilst it's numb anyway. Come on,"

He lead you out the rustic building's side-entrance, and whilst the wind whipped up the empty town's street, the two of you snuck from house to house until reaching one painted in peeling white. The town itself seemed utterly deserted, a sad old mess really, but it had its charms. That flickering café sign, for example, had a strangely comforting aura about it... Though it was rather hard to enjoy whilst being pursued by a group of bandits. You pressed inside the white building- but Cass grabbed hold of your wrist and held a finger to his lips. There was someone outside, moving as quietly as you, so apparently your pursuers had split up to quicken their search. A smart move. Usually.

You moved on, one tentative foot in front of the other, and when the footsteps outside made it clear that their owner was about to breach the building, you pressed yourself smoothly besides the door, silent, ready. The stranger's cowboy hat poked in first, and with a satisfying 'smack' a moment later, you pistol whipped him into oblivion. Oblivion meaning sleep, of course.

Cassidy flashed you a slightly alarmed smile, "You sure you didn't kill him with that swing?"

"Mm, I'm sure. Maybe next time." He tilted his head in a sort of... Apprehensive approval and pushed you through the door by the small of your back, ushering you along.

"Alright, let's pick up the pace. Not long now." His southern drawl did nothing to add to the urgency, in fact, it did the exact opposite, which tended to be the case so often it had to be purposeful. Sometimes you really did question his attitude to life. It was distinctly casual, distinctly nonchalant as if his life wasn't in danger every week- which it most definitely was. Still... He was skilled, smart in his own way, cute too, if you dared say it. So sticking alongside him wasn't too difficult a task.

The rest of the short journey went quickly and smoothly; the midday sun beat down upon your sweating back whilst objects wavered uncertainly in the distance, but, despite the difficulty scorching heat brought with it, you kept moving. Soon enough you made it to Cassidy's horrendously parked motorbike, wincing as he tested his damaged leg. The dusty cliffs stared down at the two of you, looming but providing little shade, and as the bike spun into motion a figure emerged on a nearby clifftop; your eyes narrowed, your breath stilled, and in a split-second you drew your gun and fired once. The enemy's own bullet skid past your face, bristling past a strand of hair, and they went down with a distant thud as your shot connected with their leg. Your exhale was long as you pressed your head against Cass' back, arms wrapping together around his torso. Safety, you hoped, would come without further fire. Well at any rate, you were much too tired and lazy to pick your gun from its holster again, so maybe you'd be swerving around dodging bullets for the next hour.

"Glad we're on the same side, pumpkin." Cass chuckled, metal arm patting your thigh in congrats, but, despite your laugh, your eyes were trained solely on the dark stain spreading methodically, thread by thread, over your companion's dark jeans.

-

The ride to the safehouse was calm, breezy even. The wind rushed through your hair, cooling you considerably, a gracious gift in this sweltering heat. Buildings and homes rushed by, each soon becoming a small dot in the background of your picturesque ride. The world and its inhabitants appeared fleetingly, mirages of another life, and you were far more content than you'd like to admit. Freedom encased you, lifted you into higher spirits, and with Cassidy mumbling stupid little stories to the air, this feeling was greatly accentuated. Heaven, in this moment, was completely real to you. Your partner shifted his leg, causing a hitch in his breathing; you looked down through your lashes, cringing against his shoulder as you stared at the drying blood stain. That, perhaps, was not so heavenly.

Luckily, the dusty safehouse was right around the bend. Cass parked outside in his usual sloppy manner, and with his metal arm slung over your sore shoulder, the two of you stumbled inside.

"Alright, sit-" You grunted in exertion, "Right there. I'll grab the medkit." Cassidy collapsed onto the couch, head thrown back in the throes of post-adrenaline-realization. You dashed off, returning near instantaneously, ruby med-kit in hand, and proceeded to settle onto the floor to be in-line with his wound. There was no time to waste, seeing as if this thing got infected it would become a much larger issue. Cass stared down at you through his lashes, watched as you carefully pulled off his armour plating, carefully rolled up his jeans. He hissed through clenched teeth as the reddened edge of the cut hit fresh air.

"Slow down sweet- shit stings more than I thought it would." You obliged, but it's not like you could've kept moving anyway. The bullet had skimmed him at a weird angle, below the knee and not easily accessible. If you'd tried to tug his jeans up further it would probably hurt...

"I think you're gonna have to take your pants off."

"What now?" The instant shock on the cowboy's face was enough to make you double over laughing- and he joined in with that strange chuckle one does when not quite understanding a joke.

Your laughter faded, and you choked out words, "I said you need to take these off," You unrolled the jean leg and pinched it, "I can't get to that cut properly otherwise." You were slightly embarrassed at the words leaving your mouth, but your mind was prioritizing getting this issue dealt with before worrying about strange fantasies. Cass stared down at you, an adorably dumbstruck look plastered on his face, but it was soon replaced with a mild amusement.

"Alright then." His deft fingers moved to unbuckle his belt and the infamous 'BAMF' buckle clinked against itself. "I think 'ure lyin' just to see me half-naked."

"What! You're projecting real hard, Cole." He just chuckled, then shrugged, a wide smile now taking residence on his bearded face. "Stop smiling and take your goddamn pants off!"

"Alright, alright. Yes ma'am." His light eyes flicked to yours with undertones of slight uncertainty, but a sly grin stayed present. It was too infectious- you had to smile back at the stupid man, but, despite all the joking around, you felt an almost teenage nervousness taking hold of your heart.

Cass' belt slid through the loops of his jeans, smoothly, and then clattered to the floor as he discarded it. The button of his jeans came next, popping open with directions from his metal hand, and then his zip slid with a satisfying sound. You realized you were staring, and glanced away, eyes finding perch on some ugly painting you'd never noticed before- Christ it was ugly. Who had thought putting that up was a good idea?

By now Cassidy had shucked off his hat, boots and now stood, kicking off his jeans with all the grace of a three legged dog; he made a low noise through his teeth as the fabric detached from the drying wound. Whilst he was at it he pulled off the armour on his chest, but he treated it with a bit more care than his poor belt. It found perch on the floor, and with that done, he fell back into his comfortable couch position, exhaling in the pleasure of having an un-burdened chest.

He sat now, leaning back with his hands over the back of the couch, in black boxers and a casual undershirt. It's not like you hadn't seen him like this before... You had. Maybe once or twice. But your relationship tended to be relatively professional, relatively business-focused. Whenever, even for the briefest second, it went further, you felt the sharp constrictions of a heart that did not want a 'business relationship'. And that, especially in this economy, was a red flag. A red flag that was on fire and waving around desperately in the desert wind.

His voice pulled you back to reality, "How's it lookin' Doc?"

"Not terrible. Isn't too deep, either." You got up to fetch a little towel from the bathroom, wetted it, and returned to your post. "But it's gonna mess you up for a week or so." The white towel reddened as you brushed it gently over his upper-calf, wetting the tanned skin and blood-speckled hair; your movements were gentle, probably considered by most to be caresses. As you swept directly over the cut he sucked in a harsh breath- but you dared not look up and make eye-contact. You wrapped up the wound after cleaning it thoroughly, round-and-round the bandage went before being tied into a neat little knot. Cass had said barely a word during this process, and, seeing as he usually never shut up, that was rather concerning. Brief, throaty noises of pain were all that came from him; there had never really been a problem of tension between the two of you, but right now, in this odd moment where you lay kneeling on the floor packing up a med-kit in front of a modern-day gunslinger, the air felt thicker than mud. It made you feel something you'd never felt before in this mans presence: self-consciousness. Your kept your eyes to the floor, not looking up once whilst closing the kit- and finally, as you stood and took a fleeting look at your partner, you realized exactly why he was unable to form words.

He was hard.

His entire body was brutally tense. He was no longer slack against the couch but sitting almost completely upright. The only thing giving away his living status was the shallow breathing of his chest. You had no fucking clue what to say or do and, oh god, when he finally met your gaze it felt as though you'd fall right to the ground and pass away. Though, that would be extremely embarrassing, so you avoided it.

You decided to mutter some nonsense, seeing as he was clearly struggling to say anything. "It's... Normal... For that to happen." Was it though? Was it normal to get hard over your friend dressing your painful wound? Probably not.

He cleared his throat, his words coming out strained, "Yeah... I don't-" But he couldn't finish. His head fell, an awkward cringe disappearing with it.

Fucking hell.

You felt a years worth of unrealized fantasy wash over you in a tidal wave; you had to do something, now. Did you want to escalate this thing from a business relationship? You almost laughed at the thought- if this was anything like a business relationship, you wouldn't have been on the floor tending over him like a concerned lover in the first place; he certainly could've dealt with the problem himself. Blood was rushing through your ears and right as Cassidy was about to stand and condemn himself to a torturous bubble of embarrassment- you spoke with stunted words.

"I can help. With that." His face returned from its sullen position, confusion with an edge of shock present on it; his lips moved beneath his beard, attempting to form words, and in this brief silence you were almost overcome with grief at what you'd said. What if it really was normal, and he thought the idea of doing anything with you was preposterous? What if he was chaste as a monk and you had just offended his honour?

"You-" He breathed out a chuckle, finally responding, "You sure 'bout that?"

Relief rushed through you, an antidote to the overthinking, "I'm sure."

Cass looked down, considering something, and returned to your gaze with a newfound intensity. He patted his solid thigh, once, and spoke. "Come on up then, doll."

Fuck it. Everybody's slept with their partner-in-crime-cowboy-friend at least once in their lives.

You were soon straddling the man's thigh; a glint of amusement twinkled in your eyes as his hips shifted, his clothed cock twitching at the two of you making contact. Now inches apart, you slipped your fingers under his shirt and smoothed over the chiseled skin, lust-clouded eyes searching his for approval, and an ocean of it you found. His gaze flicked to your partially-open lips, then back up, then down again, and as your fingers brushed over his needy cock- he pressed his lips against yours with a moan, beard scratching against you in a strangely endearing manner. Images of previous nights alone flashed in your mind, now surrounded by a mocking aura- this could've been yours long ago. You freed him from his confines as his tongue met yours, cock hot and heavy against your palm. Cass' metal hand met your waist whilst the other clenched at the couch, veins flexing at the strain. That was the part of him you loved the most, you thought, his strong hands that treated you and you alone with so much tenderness.

Your own hand begun its motions almost automatically, stroking his throbbing cock at a withheld, teasing pace. Unfortunately, during this, you had to pull from his wild kiss for a gasping breath. His gaze was burning through you, half-lidded and desperate; it was like being in the direct view of a God, a being so important that you felt the urge to dedicate more than you could offer, to offer everything to him. Strings of praises left his pretty lips, 'keep goin', princess' his eyes now screwed up in an almost painful expression of wavering ecstasy. You withdrew your hand from his cock for a millisecond to spit into your palm, and his eyes re-opened to investigate the interruption.

He was so gorgeous you could cry.

The perfect hair, framing the perfect face with the perfect nose, the messy beard and perfectly intense eyes. You pressed against him another chain of brief kisses whilst wrapping your fingers around him, one at a time. On impulse he bucked into them with a shuddering groan that shot right to your core; the look on his pleasure-drunk face was so erotic you truly thought it alone might make you cum. As if hearing your thoughts, he bounced his thigh, a gasp spilling from your lips at the shock of friction against your clit.

You quickened your pace, deft fingers wrapped tight around his cock and moving in quick pumps. Your thumb pressed thickly against the head of his dick, a bead of pre-cum slipping over your fingers as he threw his head back with a indiscernible curse; the pride that filled you over having this strong man come apart at your ministrations was immeasurably sweet, immeasurably tantalizing. You moved closer, pressing against his tanned neck a line of wet kisses, hand pumping his cock desperately fast and forcing from his throat a string of grunts as he grew closer and closer to his peak. More broken words stumbled and fell from his lips, 'jus' like that, keep goin''. He was rutting up into your hand now, apprehension and control gone to the wind; his expression was in the throes of pleasure, eyebrows arched, wet lips parted absently. He met your eyes through his dark lashes, a weak smirk finding perch on his expression; he looked so utterly wrecked by a mere handjob, shaggy hair a complete mess against the couch, and at once it hit you that all those lingering glances and touches were far, far from those of a concerned friends. The thought of him yearning for this, yearning for your touch, made your thighs clench with unreserved arousal; by now your panties were soaked, but not for one second did you think of anything besides Cassidy. You kept moving, hand tugging from the base of his thick cock to the head, and he kissed you again, hard, moaning into your mouth whilst he twitched in your hand. Finally- his firm hips stuttered as he spilled hot cum over your fingers and his own dark shirt. You hummed in approval against his mouth, soon after pulling away for pesky air. Cass meanwhile let his head fall back against the couch, chest heaving against that much-too-tight shirt of his. Feeling rather bold, you raised your hand to your lips as his gaze re-emerged through his lashes and licked his mess from your fingers- his instant response came as a groan and a firm slap against your thigh.

"Can't say that's how I imagined us endin' up in this situation.." He sighed, contently, but tiredly.

"What's that supposed to mean?" You asked, pressing another chain of hot kisses against his neck as he tucked himself back into his boxers.

"Thought maybe I'd rescue you or somethin', have you profess 'ure undying love." He was grinning... But something told you that this was an actual macho fantasy of his.

"Well, there's always next time cowpoke." You rolled off his thigh, settling onto the couch beside him. "How are we gonna explain to everyone that this is how we got together?"

Cass chuckled, mumbling something about the night not being over, and reached over to grab his hat and settle it onto your head. You glanced over, confused- but the look in his eyes said more than any words could.

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𝔻ℙ𝕊 𝔻𝕒𝕥𝕖 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

Type of date | Location | Are they romantic? | How much money will they spend | What happens after | Blurb

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𝔸𝕤𝕙𝕖:

Due to Ashe being, well Ashe. You’d think she wouldn’t do dates or much romance, but surprisingly yes! Much preferring calmer and simple dates.

Has set up your private room at her base, [Whether you live there or just visit] so she’ll set up in there.

She has very little experience, but with you she tries, and often succeeds. Flirts a lot, but you get all her real attention.

During her Deadlock days she’s gathered a pretty penny, and she’s willing to spend plenty of that on you. Even if you deny her, it won’t stop her.

Absolutely adores when you cuddle up to her, holding you back and closer. All the while making sure both of you are comfortable before falling asleep herself.

***

Ashe’s day was rough, and returning to you made the world around her seen non existant. Able to fall into your arms and the many, many blankets. Tugging you closer into her arms as she got under them.

Quickly enough she noticed your breathing evening out, looking just in time to see your eyes shut. Only able to chuckle at that, she just arrived and you were already out like a light.

Leaning down to leave a gentle kiss on your forehead, pulling away, and in the dim lighting was barely able to see the mark she left. Her thumb brushed over it as she thought.

It didn’t take long for her to do it again. And again.

ℂ𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕪:

If he’s being honest here, he had and still does, no clue what to do. But likely he found something, and that was heading out for a drink and maybe some food.

Mostly takes you to some bars and a few pubs when hungry.

He tries, and comes off real smooth yet kinda awkward. (He hasn’t done this in a while.)

Has very little to his, nothing legally. So he won’t spend much of the little he still has, but he will steal anything for you. (Be the distraction, please.)

Still awkward, but now he’s calmed down a bit. He’ll walk you to your residence before asking for a second date.

***

“C’mon now darlin’, don’t let this old dog down.” There he went again. You weren’t sure what would happen if he had a few drinks, but definitely not a flirty drunk. But luckily enough he stuck with you no matter what.

Also meaning you were subjected to all his flirting.

“Cassidy, again, you brought me here.”

“Did I? I mean why wouldn’t I, a catch like you with me, obviously.”

𝔼𝕔𝕙𝕠:

She’ll adapt to what you enjoy, but if she was given the choice it would be a movie.

While she would prefer staying at home or base, wanting your time together to be, well together. Although she wouldn’t be against the movie theatre.

Has no experience. But throughout your time together and even before, she’s always learning, especially what you prefer.

It’s likely Winston finds out and gives her the money. Using that on snacks and tickets if needed. Otherwise most of it is spent on you.

Will walk you to your room before leaving, finding Winston or Mercy to talk about it.

***

“Echo!” Turning around to find Winston making his way closer, one hand was closed, holding something likely for her.

“Oh Winston!”

“I was informed about the date, and was able to gather these.” He dropped the things into her open ones, revealing plenty of money. Especially more than enough in notes to pay for anything needed.

“Thank you, I’m sure Y/N will also appreciate the help.” With that she floated off, on her way to your room. Now she had this, all she needed to do was confirm with you.

𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕚:

He’ll drag you to a nearby arcade. But if you’re up in Japan he’ll bring you to one he frequented as a child / teen.

Either place will be loud, bright and flashy. Unless you become uncomfortable with anything he’ll actually enough the kids.

Hasn’t really lost his spark, but due to his death and scarring he might need some help.

Has a bit more than needed, so he’s paying for the whole night. Please don’t try to argue with him.

Afterwards he’ll take you out for food, your choice.

***

Compared to the cold winds outside Genji’s metal hand felt warm, likely from your own heat. Never changing or letting go when you entered the arcade, only pulling you around the place.

And you’d think someone who fights for his life almost every day would be able to win at a basic claw machine, right?

Well you’d be wrong. You watched as he failed time after time before almost giving up, before he finally caught one. It was small and simple but he beamed at you while holding it towards you.

It was a cute [Favourite animal] that held a heart, and there were plenty of other animals inside. Once he realized, now not focused on yours, he was determined to have a matching one.

ℍ𝕒𝕟𝕫𝕠:

He’ll much prefer something calming but able to be sentimental, like painting together.

Depending on the activity you’ll either stay home or go to a private studio for the time.

Has very little experience, he tries by giving you gifts. (Please let him know it works.)

He will spend plenty of money on the tools and wood, willing to get anything for the date and you.

You’ll be walked back to your house / room, and when he gets back to his own he’ll place all your gifts onto their dedicated shelf.

***

The day was spent just silently hanging out together. He sat across from you doing his own thing, which used a few tools. All had been brought in a small bag. While you continued doing your own hobby.

About an hour goes by before he moves from his spot. Turning around to gain your attention, using his empty hand to open your own. As he did his face became red and he looked away slightly.

Only looking back to place the item in your open palm. Which turned out to be a small wooden bow that he just carved. But before you could pull your hand away he also placed a few more things next to the bow.

Revealing them to be smaller, also carved arrows. Each one had either your names or your initials engraved.

This man would be the death of you.

𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕜𝕣𝕒𝕥:

He’ll drag you into his workshop, whether you join him or watch he doesn’t mind.

As a criminal he can’t go very far, so you’ll stay in his workshop.

He fully believes he’s romantic, tries but ultimately fails. Has no clue what he is actually doing.

Jamison has almost none, but he can’t use it anyways.

Being secretive the whole time pays off, even if he almost blew it many times. Showing off his project while beaming.

***

For the first few hours you willingly stayed with Jamison in his workshop. But after a while it was clear he wasn’t going to let you see, so without him noticing you left. The rest of your time was spent sitting outside the room while you heard him working away.

Before you knew it he had left the room, almost rushing past you. Luckily turning around in time.

“Oi, why’d you leave?”

“Takin’ to long Jami.”

“Well don’t do that…” He started pouting while reaching into his pocket, pulling out a small box. Placing it into your hands.

“Go on, open it!” Which you would, except there was no way to. Spinning it around until you heard a ‘click.’ The lid opened revealing a small heart rising and spinning, made of scraps and crappily coloured in different shades of red.

“So?”

“I love it Jami.” Leaning over to give him a quick kiss.

𝕄𝕖𝕚:

She focuses on getting to know you rather than an activity or certain place, wanting you to do the same.

You’ll spend that with each other and away from the others, likely at her place or a nearby yet kinda private park.

Due to, you know, being frozen for years, she doesn’t have much experience, even before that but she tries.

The most she spends is on any food and drinks, but is willing to spend more if needed.

Not much, but she won't let you go until you accept the snacks she made for you.

***

It had been hours since you arrived at Mei’s place, and it was finally time to leave. But it was clear she didn’t want you to leave yet, though she wouldn’t stop you. Surely you have plenty of things to be doing.

As she watched you walk off she suddenly remembered her gifts, the cookies!

“Y/N, wait!” And you did, letting you grab what she needed before rushing out. In her hands were a container, only able to see when she got closer. It was full of cookies.

“I made these earlier, almost forgot.” She giggled as she spoke, flushing red.

“Thank you.”

ℙ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕙:

She much prefers simple and calmer date ideas. Turns out building Legos is a good idea, one she should’ve done earlier.

She’ll have you both sitting in the living room, making sure you’re both comfortable as possible. With enough lightning and the tv as background noise.

Work has always gotten in the way of any romance she’s ever tried, so the only things she knows are from asking Ana. But she still tries, even if they cause her to flush red.

Is absolutely willing to spend plenty on different sets. She makes sure you can finish any set you want.

Helping you find the best placement for them. When you leave she takes pictures and sends them to Ana, fully prepared for any teasing from her.

***

When you entered the first thing you saw was another Lego set, it was from the botanical collection. Specifically the Orchids. All built and setting in a [favourite colour] vase. Footsteps pulling you from the scene.

In the doorway stood Fareeha, frozen while her face quickly became red.

“I can explain,” Stepping forwards as she spoke, taking your hands into her own. “I am aware we built some yesterday, but I saw these and they reminded me of you.”

ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕡𝕖𝕣:

Everyone assumes it’s a meeting, unaware (Except for Sombra) of what is really happening. Just you two spending quality time in silence doing your favourite activities.

He’ll have it set up in a private meeting room further down from the others, or invites you to his room.

Has plenty of experience (Had a wife) so he has learnt his love languages, being acts of service and quality time, although only with you.

Doesn’t need to spend any of his money but will buy anything you want or need for your hobby.

He’s a knitter, so before he leaves he’ll hand you the item he made. Please find him later for thank you cuddles, he will melt, literally.

***

A hand dropped onto your shoulder, if you weren’t a Talon agent it would’ve taken you down. But the metal claws gave away who they belonged to.

“Meeting room 6.” Smoke covered the area as he left, not wanting to stay around longer than necessary. Listening, you also left the area, everyone quickly became quiet.

The room's lights were off, the only light being a lamp behind him and the curtains pulled slightly open. Across the table sat Gabriel, gauntlets removed and thrown next to the yarn.

He was part way through knitting something, a stack of already finished squares. Just next to them sat the items for [activity], seemingly ready for you to start. And start you did, both of you sitting in silence for the next few hours.

𝕊𝕠𝕛𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕟:

She’ll spend a few hours setting up the perfect movie night, snacks, blankets and a selection of movies or shows.

All this will be set up in your shared bedroom so neither of you will have to walk far for any reason.

She’s aware she’s trying to be romantic, just unsure if it’s succeeding. (It has been for a while.)

The only money she’ll need to spend is on the snacks, buying all your favourites.

Likely one of you two will fall asleep during your bingeing, with the other following soon after.

***

You were both on your 3rd movie after finishing a while 4 seasons of an old yet interesting tv show. But by now your eyes started to hurt from all the lights, and your eyelids were starting to shut.

You knew you couldn’t prevent yourself from falling asleep, especially when you were so comfortable. Vivian had set up everything, so she was aware this would happen and was prepared.

She let you lean onto her, wrapping her own arms around you. And when your eyes finally shut, breathing evened out she leaned over and gave you a quick and gentle kiss. Finally following shut, letting the movie play as background noise.

𝕊𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕣 𝟟𝟞:

He enjoys simpler date ideas, the chosen one being a walk in the park. Managing to find a quiet and pretty empty day.

While the majority of your time is spent in the park, he’ll take you to a nearby food place. Ice cream or anything else you might crave.

He doesn’t have as much experience as he lets on due to work, he knows what to do. Just a little awkward about it.

For the chosen dates he won’t need much but is willing to splurge a little during so.

If it’s late enough he’ll take you out to lunch or dinner.

***

The air gained a slight chill whenever it passed you, causing Jack to lend you his jacket, sticking close even then. Without realizing the end of the trail arrived, letting both of you stand outside the park.

He looks up before down at his watch, looking for the time. Apparently it wasn’t late enough to finish just yet, so he invited you out for lunch.

“How about lunch, I’ll pay?”

Of course you accepted, free lunch and time spent with Jack. A win-win situation.

𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕣𝕒:

She tries as much as possible to keep you away from Talon, so she takes you to a concert of your choice.

The stadium is large and unsurprisingly loud, but she makes sure you feel comfortable during all of this.

Is much more flirty rather than romantic, but can be romantic if either of you feel like it.

There’s no need for money when she has everything at her fingertips, although if you really want to she will.

She’ll ‘book’ you two a shared hotel room, putting off returning to Talon. Also wanting to spend time with you.

***

“Ángel~” Her voice would’ve shocked you if she didn’t already blind you with her hands over your eyes. “I have a present for you, and I know you’ll love it!”

The air became cold but only in parts around you. Although she didn’t move it seemed everything else had. The once silent air changed, people talking, walking, even cars were driving.

Her hands were removed revealing the new location. It was a stadium, but not for their normal sports game. Banners and posters showed your favourite band/singer, as they were playing here, today!

And Olivia brought you here, you needed to thank her somehow.

***

Ángel - Angel

𝕊𝕪𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕒:

She plans everything for a fancy dinner date, willing to compromise for something just as fancy but smaller for your comfort.

As long as the place is fancy to a certain degree and has food you both eat she’s willing to have a date there.

Her romantic won’t be noticeable to others, if so won’t be taken as romance. But she prefers acts of kindness, helping you with work and grabbing you things.

While she’s willing to spend a lot on you and your hobbies she does have a limit, although it is pretty high.

Afterwards she’ll have someone drive you both to your place, making sure you’re able to get inside before asking for a second date.

***

As the car slowed to a stop her hand lifted off yours, holding it during the ride. You knew not to open the door, quickly finding out her habit of opening it for you. Only doing it for you though, but neither of you would change that.

When the door was opened she reached for your hand, gently helping you out. Again, her hand didn’t let go of yours until you stepped inside.

“I hope you enjoyed tonight, as I want to ask for another.”

Of course you agreed.

𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕣:

She’ll take you to the movie theater to watch a movie of your choice.

Will go to the theater but also enjoys having home movie nights.

Often enough she’s interrupted by giggling, but she can and has been romantic.

She lets you see the amount, being enough for popcorn, drinks and the tickets.  Before surprising you by buying you both some candy.

On the way home she’ll be ranting about the movie whether it was good or bad. When you both get home she’ll continue on while making sure you’re listening, that’s by trapping you in a cuddle session.

***

“C’mon Love!” Her hand had slipped and was holding onto your wrist instead, but she didn’t let go. The line was surprisingly short, only being a family and a few teenagers so you got to the counter quickly.

“What do you wanna watch?” A quick glance at the options revealed a few good ones, except one stood out.

“How about [Movie]?”

“Yeah, two tickets for [Movie] please!” She continued ordering, getting popcorn and drinks. At first you thought she wasn’t going to get candy, only after she ordered everything else did she get some. Both of you getting cups to choose your candy.

“C’mon then, can’t miss any scenes!”

𝕎𝕚𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕣:

As she is a known criminal she won’t be able to take you very far, but will go stargazing with you.

The chosen hill is far enough from the Talon base but still safe enough, especially when with her.

She tries to be romantic, won't ever be the best due to her transformation but she tries for you.

For any date there won’t be any need for money.

If you’re not part of Talon she’ll make sure you get home safe, if so then she’ll walk you to your room.

***

The air has grown cold, but never becomes freezing. Staying at a comfortable kind of cold, the kind Amélie had grown used to over the years so it didn’t bother her. Yet it affected you, you shivered slightly as if trying to hide it from her.

You should know better by now, when it comes to you she won’t miss a single detail. Wrapping her arms around you, pulling you closer. When you shivered ceased she let you return to watching the stars.

And instead of doing the same her eyes never left your figure. To her you seemed to shine brighter than those stars.

#overwatch x male reader #overwatch x reader #overwatch ashe x reader #ashe x reader #cassidy x reader #echo x reader #genji x reader #hanzo x reader #junkrat x reader #mei x reader #pharah x reader #reaper x reader #sojourn x reader #soldier 76 x reader #sombra x reader #symmetra x reader #tracer x reader #widowmaker x reader #Wisteria♥

[mythicmin]

Overwatch NSFW Alphabet(s)

MDNI!! If you are under the age of 18, please DNI. Character requests are OPEN. Just slide into my ask box and specify which character you’d like to see :)

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 ! ❤︎︎

#overwatch x reader #overwatch #overwatch smut #mccree #cole cassidy #jesse mccree #cole cassidy x reader #jesse mccree x reader #mccree x reader #cassidy x reader

[leorawright]

Hello hello! I hope the studying is going well! But don’t forget to give your brain a break! ❤️

I would like to request Rammatra, Hanzo, reaper, Cassidy, Lifeweaver and junkerqueen reacting to their s/o getting the equivalent of human zoomies and just randomly booking it around the house to release energy, I do it often and it’s very fun.

-Eclipse Anon 🌑-

That's adorable!

Overwatch with s/o who gets the human equivalent of the zoomies

Ramattra

For a second he thought you were in danger when you started randomly running around the house

When you explained it's your way of releasing energy he still doesn't get it

Since he's an omnic, he doesn't understand perfectly, but he grows used to your random bouts of energy and even finds it a little cute

Hanzo

He also got a little startled when you first started doing it

He got used to it quickly and just let you expel the energy you needed to

One day, he really wanted to join you but got too embarrassed, so he just watched you like usual

Reaper

Almost never reacts but don't be fooled

He thinks you're absolutely adorable and he's grinning under his mask but you're not gonna know that

Once you're done, if you want to make his heart explode with love, just go collapse onto his lap

Cassidy

Oh he'd definitely join you

He's gotten used to having some extra energy at the end of the day so when he sees you doing zoomies to expel it he'll join you

Sometimes, since it's Cole, it'll end with you two dancing

But afterward, expect lots of cuddles, and he's always got a big smile on his face

Lifeweaver

He was a little surprised when he first saw you with the zoomies but he got used to it

Its rare he has extra energy at the end of the day but if he does expect him join you

Once you two are both done and collapse onto the bed, he lets out an adorable bout of giggles every single time before booping your nose

Junker Queen

She totally did the zoomies even before she met you

She's never met anyone else that expels energy that way, too, so she's estatic when she learns you do

Sometimes, if you're done, but she's got some extra energy, she'll ask to carry you around for a bit

#overwatch x reader #ramattra x reader #hanzo x reader #cassidy x reader #reaper x reader #lifeweaver x reader #junker queen x reader #eclipse anon

[fengxun]

the lucio nation army has decided to back off (same anon as before- hiya~) and now we feast. how about some cassidy cuddles?

FIVE MORE MINUTES – COLE CASSIDY X READER

Soft is the very last word he’d use to describe himself, but you know it for sure: your Cole Cassidy is a total softie. 

CONTENT.⠀gender-neutral reader. just fluff. Cass calls you 'sweetheart' and refers to you as his partner. ~0,6k words

NOTES.⠀I'm so sorry for this horrendously late response LOL it's been a busy week. Here's a sleepy, clingy Cassidy for the soul <3

You don’t think Cole realises just how affectionate he is.

A pat on the back, a gentle clasp on the shoulder after a job well done, a noogie if he’s feeling playful. He’s changed a lot over the years, but he’s still the same man you love. He’s carefree, keeping tension off the air with his chatter. He’s close to the rookies, putting up with Hana’s teasing jabs or going through one of Zarya’s ‘easier’ regimens. He trains at the shooting range with Fareeha every Thursday. He tries to help Baptiste with whatever he can, even if he’s more distracting than helpful.

He’s not shy with physical affection—that much is obvious. He’s more careful with his superiors (as he should be, you think bemusedly) but with you?

Total free rein.

He kisses your cheek every morning, greeting you with a good morning, sugar that never fails to elicit a reaction from you. He kisses your forehead every night, holds you close against his chest as his fingers dance across your skin until you both fall asleep. He likes having his arm around your waist, loves letting your hands brush together when you walk side by side.

Soft is the very last word he’d use to describe himself, but you know it for sure: your Cole Cassidy is a total softie. 

If it were any other time, you’d tease him for it, but your love for him consumes your being entirely. You let the innate desire for him to be yours, heart, mind and soul, grow stronger every time he glances your way. You want to be the only one who gets to see him like this—asleep, at peace, at home. He’ll call you a sap if you ever say these things out loud, but the redness at the tips of his ears will betray him. Much like the smile on his face will.

The morning sun shines and peeks through the gap between the curtains as the day begins its course. Cole grumbles something in his sleep, not quite ready to start the day just yet, and languidly pulls himself closer to your body. You can feel his chest against your back, rising and falling with each breath he takes. It falls into a rhythm that lulls you into a state of tranquillity, but as much as you’d like to stay here, there’s a lot of work to catch up with today.

Begrudgingly, you push yourself into a sitting position. The sooner you get it done, the sooner you can rest, right?

“Cass,” you whisper, gently shaking him awake. “Get up.”

He blinks one eye open, his brows furrowed until his gaze lands on you. Relaxing and sinking deeper into the sheets, he wraps his hand around your wrist and pulls you back down. An endearing chuckle rumbles in his chest at the surprised yelp you let out.

“It’s our day off, sweetheart.” Sleep is still evident in his voice as he speaks. He leans forward to press a gentle kiss to the back of your neck. “Work can wait.”

You sigh in mock exasperation, though you don’t make an effort to pry his arm off your waist. “You promised to help out Torbjörn and Baptiste today, remember?”

“No clue what you’re talkin’ about.”

“Cass.”

“Hmm.”

You bite back a smile. “You’re gonna prove Hana right, y’know. About you being a lazy bum.”

“Can’t I just spend the morning in bed with my partner?” His complaint is more playful than it is of genuine upset. With how close you are to him, figuratively and literally, you can just tell that he’s in a good mood. “Come on, sweetheart. Five more minutes.”

And his five more minutes will turn into ten more, fifteen more until someone inevitably comes to look for one of you and rings the buzzer at the door. It’s never five more minutes with him, but as he peppers soft kisses from your neck to the curve of your shoulder, you think you don’t mind spending the entire morning like this.

#anonymous #all #cole cassidy x reader #overwatch x reader #cassidy x reader #q

[froggibus]

omg okay so like.. maybe hate sex with hanzo or cassidy??? with maaaayyybbeeee just a touch of enemies to lovers??

Right Here, Right Now - Cole Cassidy

Pairing: Cole Cassidy x f! Reader

Genre: smut/NSFW

Word Count: 2.3k

Summary: you and Cass are not on the best terms—he’s cocky and you’re bratty, but after a particularly difficult mission, Cass finds a way to make the two of you put your difference aside

CW: enemies to lovers (ish), cocky! Cass, use of pumpkin/sweet pea/good girl, reader has female pronouns, rough sex, lots of strong language, fingering, oral (m! receiving), face fucking, hair pulling

haven’t done cass yet so figured I would do him for this one! will definitely think about doing a hanzo version in the future though. enjoy! &lt;;3 (also I definitely did not steal some of the smut from a diff fic I wrote about Rooster oops)

18+ MINORS DNI

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“That’s three for me,” Cassidy smirks at you, standing over the omnics he’s just blown up. “How many did you get again?”

You roll your eyes. “Shut the fuck up, Cass.”

The man whistles at your harsh language, only making you angrier. Your missions together always went like this—him being cocky and insufferable, and you only getting angrier with him. 

The two of you had hated each other for as long as you could remember. Cole had too big of an ego for you to ever like him, and your resistance to what he dubbed his ‘irresistible charm’ only seemed to egg him on. It was a match made in hell. 

“Let’s just get the thumb drive, and get out, okay?”

“Whatever you say, sweet pea.”

You groan at the nickname and resist the urge to punch him in the arm. The halls of the old omnic facility you infiltrated are dark, mostly abandoned. It made the mission easier, you guess, since you didn’t have to deal with highly trained soldiers. 

You turn the corner to the hallway that’s supposed to lead to the control room. You don’t even notice the omnic waiting for you on the other side of the wall. Lucky for you, Cass does. 

He’s pulling out his revolver and placing two holes in it’s head before it can hurt you. You turn to face him with wide eyes. He just saved you—and now you’ll never be able to live this down. 

“That’s four,” he holds up four fingers. “You owe me, pumpkin.”

This time you almost smack him, but he dodges your attack. You decide it’s not worth it, and finish making your way to the control room. It’s empty inside, but you know as soon as you’re done downloading the schematics onto a thumb drive, the omnics will come running. 

You plug in the thumb drive to the centre console and begin the data transfer while Cass stands guard at the door. You don’t have to look to know he’s pacing—spurs clicking against the cement floor. He keeps spinning the chamber of his gun, loading and reloading his bullets. 

The noise is distracting, and you think about snapping at him for it, but you know you’re better off finishing your work first. It takes about ten minutes before you’re done, and right on cue, two omnics burst through the door. 

Cass flashes them before fanning the hammer on his gun. He shoots you a wink to which you roll your eyes. “Let’s get out of here.”

You sneak out of the data room and head back the way you came. There’s surprisingly no sight of the omnics, until you round the corner to see a massive group of them marching towards you. 

Cass grabs your arm and tugs you into a storage closet, pressing you against the door. His hand moves to cover your mouth, the other one next to your head on the door. 

“Not a word,” he mouths. “Let them pass.”

You shake your head in agreement, prying his hand off of your mouth. You narrow your eyes at the man towering over you. There’s a look in his amber eyes that tells you he’s enjoying this. 

You wait until the clunking of metal disappears before sneaking out of the closet. You have to hand it to him—his instincts are pretty sharp. The two of you make it out of the facility without a hitch, and before you know it, you’re fast asleep on the jet ride home. 

—

The briefing with Morrison when you get back is long, drawn out and boring. Cass is leaning back in his chair, boots on the table, muttering stuff to Reyes under his breath. 

You dig your elbow into his side and mutter a quick “shut up.”

He glares at you, but doesn’t say anything. You shiver under his gaze. He’s never looked at you like that before. You decide not to push him more. 

When you’re finally out of the briefing, your mind is set on one thing: a hot shower and a Gatorade. You grab the Gatorade out of the fridge and head back to your room. 

You’re in the process of changing when there’s a knock on the door. “Go away!” You shout, “I’m half naked!”

The door starts to open but you slam your body weight against it and hold it closed. “What the fuck! I’m naked!”

“Then get dressed, l/n!” Cassidy’s voice calls from the other side, “I needa word with ya!”

“Get lost!”

It goes quiet on the other side for a minute until the door is shoved open and you’re sent tumbling onto your ass. Cassidy closes the door behind him, standing above you with a scowl. 

“What the hell—“

He cuts you off, “no, what the hell to you! What’s with the fucking attitude, huh?”

You raise an eyebrow. Through all of your antics, Cassidy had always been a light tease. Never straight up mean or angry like he was right now. 

You scramble to your bed, tugging a throw blanket over your half naked body. Your face heats up at the thought of him seeing you like this. 

“Fucking hitting me in the briefing room right in front of Reyes and Morrison! Telling me to shut up like I’m a lil kid or somethin’,” he stalks towards you. “And don’t even get me started on the mission.”

“We can talk about this when I’m fully clothed! For now, get the fuck out!”

He’s standing next to your bed, hovering above you now. “No, we’re doin’ this right now.”

You think he’s going to yell at you, ream you out, or god forbid, hit you. His hand moves, and you’re frozen in your seat. Before you know it, his hand is in your hair and he’s tugging you roughly towards him. 

His lips meet yours. He’s rough with you, using your hair as leverage to move you however he wants. He climbs on top of you, effectively pinning you beneath him. 

Despite the situation and your distaste for him, you can feel yourself getting wetter as he kisses you. 

“You gonna be a good girl and let me fuck you?”

You can only nod. 

He moves his lips down to your neck, sucking and nibbling. He laughs into your skin at the whimpers that leave your mouth. You bite your lip, trying to keep quiet and not moan out his name like you desperately want to. 

One of his calloused hands moved to your bra, cupping and pawing your tits through the fabric. You arch your back, desperate for more contact. 

“Cass—“ you moan before realizing what you said. 

He pulls away, a smirk on his face. “What was that?”

You roll your eyes and yank him by the collar back to you, flipping over so that you’re straddling his hips. You feel his hard on rubbing against your core. 

You breathe hard as he moves down to kiss your neck some more. You bite your lip and try to stop the moans that were slipping out.

He notices this, ripping your bra in half and pinching your bare nipples. 

You moan loudly and he pulls back with a grin. “That’s right,” he grunts, “say my fucking name.”

His lips move from your neck down to your collarbone, sucking the outline of it. He suddenly flips you onto your back, digging his knee into your clit.  You arch your back, bucking your hips to try and get more pressure. 

You can feel the vibrations against your chest as he laughs at how desperate you are. 

His lips move to your nipples, sucking big, sloppy marks onto the sensitive tips. Whenever you get too quiet for him, he pinches and twists them to get you moaning for him again. 

Your panties are soaked through, dripping down your legs and onto the sheets below. 

He pulls away, standing up and tugging off his shirt. Your mouth falls open. You’ve seen him without a shirt before but something about knowing that this time you get to touch him, get to admire him, made it even better. 

He unbuckles his jeans and tosses them onto the floor, revealing his black boxers and the hard bulge behind them. You bite your lip slightly and crawl across the bed towards him. 

You brush your hands against his waistband, eyes wide at the sheer size of his bulge. He has a smirk on his face, knowing you’re staring. 

You pull down his boxers and watch his cock spring free, standing hard in your face. You reach out and start to move your hand up and down his shaft. 

The smirk on his face is replaced by a look of pleasure. You’re the one smirking now, knowing that you hold the power here. You lick his tip and he bucks his hips, whining desperately. 

“Don’t tease me,” he warns.  

You keep smirking, swirling your tongue around his tip. He moves his hips once more, forcing his tip into your mouth. You gasp in surprise, allowing him to push more into your mouth. He’s smirking now. 

You grip his thighs and force more of him into your mouth, enjoying the sweet taste of his cock. He completely fills your mouth, stretching your jaw to the point it’s almost painful. 

He lets out a series of moans, tangling his hand in your hair and using it to guide you up and down his shaft. You can feel yourself getting wetter at him fucking your face. 

Drool leaks down his shaft and down your cheeks, and as you look up at him, you can see something you haven’t quite seen on his face before. Admiration. 

“Shit,” he groans and pulls away from your mouth. 

He pulls you off of your knees and pushes you back onto your back, climbing on top of you. You know what’s coming and move your hips in anticipation. He slowly rubs his hand up and down your soaked panties. 

He laughs. “Looks like you’re excited.”

You whine as his fingers find their way into your panties and start to rub your clit. You buck your hips against the pads of his fingers, silently begging for more. 

He rips off your panties and slowly pushes one of his fingers inside of you. “Goddamn, you’re so tight,” he groans. 

You can only whimper and agree with him, thrusting your hips into his hands. He adds a second finger, scissoring them to stretch you more. 

You’re singing his name like a prayer, begging him for more. 

He pulls his fingers out with a squelching sound, the slick running down his hand. He suddenly puts them in his mouth and sucks it off. 

He positions himself above you, lining his hips up to your core and starting to push his cock inside of you. It’s way bigger than it felt in your mouth and you find yourself straining to take it all. 

He hasn’t even bottomed out yet when he stops. “Come on, can’t take a few more inches?”

Your face heats up and you desperately wrap your hands around his neck and hide your face on his shoulder. “Just shut up and fuck me, Cassidy.”

“If you say so.”

Suddenly his hips snap against yours, hitting you so hard it’s sure to leave a bruise. All the breath in your body is knocked out of you and you have no time to recover as he pulls out and slams into you again. 

You scream his name, his cock mercilessly stretching you, the hard length dragging up your sopping walls. 

“That’s it baby,” he groans, “scream my name. Let everyone in the fucking base know whose making you feel this good.”

You cry out even louder as his hand finds it’s way to your puffy clit, working you up to your peak. You pull him even closer to you, scratching your nails down his back. 

Both of you are lost in the heat of the moment, building up to the fireworks you both desperately want. 

Then, it hits. Your legs shake and you clench hard against Cassidy, holding him as close as possible. 

“That’s it,” he murmurs in your ear, “cum on my cock, cum on my fucking cock.”  

You whimper as your orgasm comes to an end while Cass keeps going, his thrusts becoming sloppier as he gets closer. In an instant, he pulls out quickly and spurts of his hot cum land on your stomach and the bottoms of your tits. 

You collapse onto your back, panting heavily. 

He sits up, leaning over the bed. For a minute, you think he’s going to leave. Then, he stands up and puts his boxers back on. He grabs his t-shirt and uses it to wipe his cum off of your stomach. 

“Thanks,” you pant. 

He nods and flops back onto the bed next to you. “How are you feeling?”

“Like it’s gonna be a pain to train tomorrow. Literally.”

And you were telling the truth. He’d fucked you so hard and so good, you know it’s gonna be a struggle to walk, let alone do training. 

“Maybe they’ll give you a sick day.”

“Yeah, cause ‘sorry Commander, my partner just fucked me so hard I can’t walk’, is a great excuse for a sick day,” you laugh. 

“Well,” he grins. “When you put it that way…”

You hit his arm gently, still breathless. He catches your arm when you go to pull away, using it to pull you into his chest. His skin is hot against yours, and slightly sticky from the sweat. 

“So, are we good, or do you need another attitude check?”

You roll your eyes. “I think we’re more than good,” you grab his hand and tighten his grip around your waist. “So just shut up and hold me.”

“Yes, ma’am.” 

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[sporadically-writing]

Howdy, I got one for u

But maybe some headcannons for Cassidy with an s/o that calls him when they can so they can hear his voice because who wouldn't wanna hear that nice voice (maybe add in that the reader doesn't like to admit that they're infatuated with him because of his flirting lol)

But eventually he catches on to why they do it and what do you think his reaction would be?

Cassidy w/ S/O Who Loves His Voice

I love this, I love this, I love this!

Cole is away a lot. Not enough for it to be a problem, after all you are away a lot as well. Such is the nature of your lives as agents.

Besides the two of you had always done your best communicating with each other and spending time together while neither of you are on missions.

However, that doesn’t mean that neither of you get lonely when the other is gone. Especially if the mission has been going on as long as Cole’s has.

It would have been easy to just text him but, unfortunately for you, you couldn’t communicate with him until his mission was complete. As much as you hated them, the protocols were there to keep him (and any other agent on similar assignments) safe. You could endure missing him if it meant he came home safe.

You had a friend in administration who, with a smirk on their face, always told you when your significant cowboy was on his way home. They were the one you had confided in long before you and Cole entered a relationship. They knew, even more than Cassidy (and likely even yourself), just how head over heels you were for him.

To their credit, they only teased you a little.

Ok.

Maybe a lot.

But you two were friends and that’s what you do. The point is, they always let you know when you could contact your cowboy.

You usually just texted him in the past, figuring he was probably tired and wanted to rest on the way home, but… it had been a long mission.

You called him instead. To your surprise he answered.

“Darlin’?” You would be lying if you said you didn’t immediately start blushing. Cole’s voice, all saccharine tone and honeyed words, had always had an effect on you. And you know what they say about absence and what it does to the heart.

The two of you talked about his mission. It went well darlin’ he was just tired, don’t you worry about him none.

And you talked until it was clear you were starting to fall asleep.

“Honeybee, if you’re tired we can hang up so you can rest, ya know. I’ll be back when you wake up.”

“No!”

Shit. You answered too quickly. Cole Cassidy might not be considered the brightest bulb in the drawer but he was plenty smart, occasionally too smart for his, and your, own good.

Like now.

Unseen by you, the cowboy smirked, he knew. You had been taking a little longer to answer him all night and even before you were tired. Your own voice had taken on that lovesick quality it usually did when talking to him. He knew it well, he’s used it around you a fair number of times as well.

It did not take Cole long to connect the dots. You just wanted to listen to his voice. He’d been doing most of the talking, which made sense at the beginning when discussing the mission but after that the conversation still managed to be in his court.

You missed him and would rather stay awake to hear his voice than get the sleep you needed.

Well, if that isn’t adorable.

But, Cole would use that information (lovingly) against you later. But right now, you and he were both tired. He’d use his powers for good first.

“Well then,” he began, making his speech softer and slower. He just sort of talked like that for a while until he was sure he had lulled you to sleep.

“Darlin’? Sweetheart?” He hummed contently to himself, “See ya soon Sweetpea.”

Then, not hanging up the phone, he leaned his head back, closed his eyes and fell asleep the rest of the way home.

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[yandere-genji]

Ahhh hi!

So, I have a request for Cassidy, Reaper, Moria, and Soldier:76 (separate, please).

What I was thinking is their darling (preferably masculine, but gn works too) goes outside while they’re sleeping. Not because they’re trying to escape, but because they just wanted to go on the porch for a bit. Darling doesn’t even think about leaving, and is surprised when the person comes running outside for them, thinking that they left.

What do you think their reactions would be? Would they be mad, understanding, not really care?

Thank you and have a good day!

(Also don’t forget to hydrate and take care of yourself)

tw: yandere, abuse

❤️‍🔥 Cassidy

The man sleeps like a log. Snores and everything, gives off a lot of body heat. It’s easy to be overwhelmed sharing a bed with him, especially on sleepless nights. 

Luckily, due to his heavy sleeping, you’re able to slink out from underneath him and out the bedroom with little trouble. You’re surprised he doesn’t have other measures to prevent you from doing this. 

You’re dying for fresh air, cracking open a window and resting your head in your hands as the breeze cools your skin. The desert at night is empty with stars painting the sky. 

It takes some time before Cassidy notices you’re gone and he’s surprisingly cool-headed, partly because he’s just woken up. 

He finds you looking out the open window, relieved that you haven’t left for good. Not that you could’ve made it very far without him. 

“What’s the matter, sweetheart?” his arms wrap around you and presses you against his body’s musky heat. 

“It’s so hot, Cass,” you whine, “I need some fresh air. Please?”

He takes you by the hand and leads you to the front door, stepping out onto the porch. You follow and sit with him, leaning your head on his shoulder. 

The desert climate doesn’t make for perfect sleeping conditions, but it’s freeing. He holds you until you fall back asleep, stealing you back to bed soon after. 

🖤 Reaper

Lightest sleeper, a pin drop will wake this man. Not that you would know, he keeps you in a separate room. 

Did I say room? It’s more of a box, no windows or doors etc. Some toys to pass the time while he’s away. Not the most trusting yandere.

So you don’t have a lot of options when it comes to step out for a breather. 

But the Reaper works at night. And when he’s off conducting Talon business, there’s no one to stop you if, say, you’ve stolen the keys to your chambers.

And let’s be honest, it’s probably not by your own merit that the keys ended up in your hands, knowing how much Reaper enjoys punishing you. 

But it’s not like you were doing anything wrong. You weren’t exactly looking to escape, a part of you might not have wanted to and the other couldn’t afford the consequences. But staying indoors with such minimal resources was enough to drive anyone stir-crazy. 

You miss the feeling the open breeze, the sound of birds and bugs buzzing around. Anything to remind you that the world did indeed exist outside of Reaper’s hold. 

You brought blankets and pillows and laid yourself down on the porch - just to enjoy the outdoors without all its discomforts. Relax to the sound of crickets chirping. 

Of course, you end up asleep, and when Reaper catches you out, he’s not at all happy to find you outside your room. Before you can even process all that is happening, you’re inside your chambers again. 

His shadowed tendrils hold you against the wall, “Are you out of your damned mind?”

Black smoke filled your lungs, stammering your words, “I-I’m sorry I stole the keys, it’s just- I can’t stay in here for so long.”

“You have the gall to think I don’t know what’s best for you?” he releases you, letting you fall to the floor and gasping for air, “Earn your place.”

He leaves soon after and you can’t help but flog yourself for being so bold. Maybe if you keep complying to him, he might give you that freedom. Or it’s just another carrot to hang over your head. 

🧡 Moira

She has safeguards in place that prevent you from outright leaving your quarters, but you’ve mostly free range. 

Moira’s obsession with you is a bit different from the other yanderes because of her experimental tendencies. 

She likes to see you come undone, whether by her own hand or keeping you under the influence of some test substance. So you don’t always have your wits about you, her way of restricting you. 

Rarely do you have time to clear your head, desperate for reprieve. Most days the sun is far too bright for your adulterated state, but the moonlight is that goldilocks-perfect pale glow.  

Moira has security measures in place, so she knows when you’ve left the house. And when she’s notified that you opened the front door, she’s livid. 

When she confronts you, you think she’s going to tear the head off your shoulders without even a word as she pulled you back inside with little resistance. 

“I’ve half a mind to keep you paralyzed,” she is fuming, jaw tight. 

You writhe in her grasp, “Wait, Moira, I can explain-“

Yours words come out just as weak as your body as she shoves you into her lab. 

“Keep your explanations to yourself. I’ll see to it you’ll never need them.”

Looks like you’ll have to find some other way to convince her to let you outside. (Bad ending vibes)

🩵 Soldier: 76

Big spoon. Very possessive. He holds you close and his weight is crushing. Most difficult one to sneak away from in these circumstances. 

Even if you try to break away, he’ll pull you back into him. You’ll need deliberation and luck on your side to slip away. 

If only you could have the house to yourself. Just waste time on the living room couch, watching some TV and eating snacks. Maybe take a hot bath. 

But your captor was in the next room over, the last thing you wanted to do was wake him. Best you could do to relieve your muddled mind was to get some fresh air. 

Your heart is thumping against your chest. Jack’s cardinal rule is to never leave the house, and if he caught you sneaking out like this who knows what he would do to you. Still, you had made it this far, you might as well enjoy the luxury. 

And as you might expect, your absence is noted almost immediately. In fact, you’re no less than a few paces from the bedroom when his hand catches yours. 

“Back to bed,” he commands, all gravel. 

“No,” you protest, trying to halt him with a hand on his wrist but he leads you anyway, “I don’t want to go back to bed, I can’t breathe in here.”

He turns back to you, brows knit. He leads you past the bed and releases you on a pillowed surface, behind which was an elaborate work of contraints he restrained you against. It’s a dog bed, you realize. 

“This will be your sleeping arrangement until you learn how to behave.”

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[sshadowritestoriess]

Hi, I love your writing!! Is there any chance you could write something regarding hate sex between Cassidy or Ramattra and a reader who’s apart of Overwatch?

Hope you’re doing well!

Ohohoh, anon you are speaking my language. Here we go :]

Hate Sex with Cassidy

The pseudo-cowboy had very reluctantly recruited you into Overwatch when you so kindly interrupted his interception of some feral omnics that were tweaking out in a plaza, nearly singeing his beard with an explosive that you gave little-to-no warning about

You apologized, but apparently he had been having a very poor day already, because he decidedly felt it was appropriate to raise his voice and call you stupid. Then still had the audacity to ask for your help.

Thus blossomed the start of a rocky relationship that definitely got off on the wrong start.

But give or take a couple months of petty banter, including a couple back-and-forth attempts to sabotage one another on missions you should not have been putting at risk, came quite the ‘therapeutic’ encounter where you both had run into each other in the training bay at a very late hour

“Came out here to finally jump me?” Cassidy snorted, keeping his side to you as he wraps his fist in medical bandage tape

“Keep talking to me and I might.” You huff from your teeth as you dropped a duffel bag by a bench nearest the wall. You pull down your sweatpants to reveal spandex shorts, shooting him a weird look when you caught him staring

“That best be a promise.” He snickers through a scowl, “I been waitin’ for a reason to whoop yer sorry ass for a while.”

“You really wanna try me, cowboy?” You pull your weapon of choice off the selection wall, and he finally turns his full front toward you daringly

“Ain’t nothin’ I wanna try more.”

And so you’d made the first move, engaging in all-out combat and holding nothing back. You had no intent to actually kill one another, but neither of you were pulling your punches either

You manage to disarm him, and he’s quick to do the same to you now that you were in much closer quarters, and whatever anger you had before blossomed into a tunnel of red rage when the butt of his palm slams into your chin

One thing leads to another, you’re more than certain you have cracked ribs that you earned for breaking his nose, and he eventually has you pinned to the ground with his hands on your throat

He’s not choking you, but the pressure he pushes into your skin lets you know he has every reason and potential to. Instead, while he’s sat between your legs and your hands uselessly try and pry his fingers off your neck, you both end up pausing to gauge the position you’re in

You’re both panting heavily, your bottom lip is split and bleeding a little— though far less than Cassidy’s nose was. His cheek is swollen red where you’d punched him, and by god did it hurt to breathe in too much from where he’d slammed his elbow into your ribs

Your eyes are roaming him, and you can see he’s checking you out as well. But as your eyes meet again, there’s a long pause that wrings the air out of you

“Damn it all…” he growls with some hesitation, but you’re quick to nod, and his lips come crashing down on yours

His palms meet the mat below you, and your hands quickly shuffle your shorts down as he slips his tongue in your mouth

He groans, soon pulling from your face to start biting against your neck. You make quick work to finger and tease yourself before he tugs down the waistband of his joggers and pull out his erection

But as he presses himself against you, you’re quick to wrap your legs around his middle and flip you both over. As if you would be on bottom with Cassidy.

Lowering yourself onto him, you would take the cowboy for a ride right there in the training bay. He’d grasp onto your waist and try to meet your rolling hips with short thrusts, one eye shut as sweat dripped from his brow and stung the red of his cheek.

“Ain’t givin’ me the time of day, h-huh?” He’d be breathing harder already

You’d have to keep your hands firm on his shoulders to cease his attempts to flip you over again. He grows irritated at this and goes to say something, but you shove a couple fingers into his mouth, to which he flinched in some surprise but proceeds to bite down on your knuckles as he groans

His metal hand felt nice and cool on your side, so you’d remove your fingers and coax his human hand to stroke at you while you ride him. He’s happy to try, if not a bit distracted with the buzz of pleasure making him forget to use his words

Neither of you last very long, already worn out from fighting and highly aroused by the state of each other. Your legs quickly tire, but you manage to make him finish before you roll off him and take care of yourself with a couple quick jerks of your hand.

Cassidy watches you make yourself orgasm, and a chuckle finds him— somewhat embarrassed, but wholly enjoying the view. “I coulda done that for ya…”

“Next time.” You hiss between heaved breaths as you try to catch some air.

“Next time, huh?” He’d echo, “Don’t reckon that goin’ fer seconds makes us friends.”

“It doesn’t. Now go clean up your face, you look gross.” You didn’t mean it, but you needed justification for having looked him in the eyes for so long just now. He seemed to have known, offering another bright grin and a laugh as he stands, kicking your shorts over to you.

“Til another time then, sugar.” He’d turn to leave.

“Don’t even start with the pet names.”

Hate Sex with Ramattra

Naturally, you were his enemy in more than one means. You were affiliated with Overwatch, you were human, and you just loved to make sure he knew you were in his way. Whether that be in direct combat or your other neat tricks

He would find masses of his damaged war units tagged with custom stickers, spray paint on the sides of buildings with your name in claim you had been there, and encrypted signatures hidden in his UI whenever you were near

Loser, Ramattra would see the block text shaking in the corner of his vision, or U Suck— cheap taunts that could quickly be directed toward his system the second he’d have his back turned. It was…. Irritating.

Until there came a day where the Null Sector made a successful push, forcing his opponents to retreat— and he spotted you attempting to make an escape through a damaged building

He cast his vortex upon you, purple ribbons binding around your ankles for just a moment, sparing him enough time to slam you against the wall with his hands

He knows with every part of his fabricated soul and being that he hates you, and yet holding you against the wall by your wrists he hesitated to kill you. There was something enticing about finally having you at his mercy that made him pause

“You gonna kiss me or something…?” You try to joke after several seconds, nervous before the hesitating ravager. He was leaned in pretty close to your face, afterall

“You horrible, infuriating human. You would jest at death’s doorstep, over begging for your life?”

“Do you want me to beg?” You’d asked, why not just kill me? He couldn’t tell if the sultry tone was intentional or not, or if you were just scared. Dilated pupils, somewhat baited breath— he felt intimidated by not knowing for certain, or how to proceed. Why couldn’t he just kill you?

“…Uh, big guy,” you huff when Ramattra failed to answer, wrists becoming increasingly uncomfortable, “is there something you want?”

He’s not so certain what happened next, just that it had happened. He barely said a word. Your hands were somehow free, there were delicate palms sliding up the sides of his waist and making him shake, and soon after that his hips were flush with your bare ass while you held onto the wall

He’s got a bruising grip on one of your thighs— lifted flush against his chest— his other hand also grasping the wall as he thrusts into you

He absolutely hated how well you made him feel, squeezed tight around him, making his processor struggle to form coherent thought.

Your hand would occasionally sneak back and slip between the panels of his exterior, pulling at wires and pressing into nodes that made him jerk and sputter

“Wretched… beast,” he snarls between feigned breaths over you, “look at what you’ve reduced me to.”

Ramattra was harsh in his movements, though mindful of the difference between sturdy machine and human fragility. He wished to make you ache, not to break you… for now

You would continue to taunt him, even now. While lacking concentration and access to your devices, you could still tell him through gritted teeth that he could do better. He would slam harder against you at that, eliciting slight pain but making excitement flare in your abdomen

His hand would leave the wall and hook around your throat, fingers grasping at your chin. He continued to scold and blame you for his behavior, as well as yours, and you’d spit retorts back that this was all his own doing

His vocalizer would stutter now and again as his systems overheated: “C-Curious, you certainly take a lot of pleasure in becoming a toy to be utilized for someone else’s gain.”

“You sure I’m not the one using you?” You bite back, then he’d growl, hand on your leg certain to leave purple marks in the shape of his entire handprint.

And once he’s finished using you, shuddering with a sigh, his fans come to a stop and swap to a release function with steam hissing from his back and shoulders, removing himself to give you a gentle shove against the wall— then he chuckles as you teeter and catch your wavering balance

He was careful to disguise his own trembling, reattaching his pelvic plate. “I will not be showing you the same mercy next time. I advise you learn to run when you are losing.”

“Sure you won’t,” He watches your lip become glossy when it slips beneath a pink tongue, “You’ll be back for more.”

Needless to say, you were very right about that. For the next several occasions, he made absolutely certain you’d struggle to rejoin your allies on sore and shaking legs.

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[ya-zz]

McCassidy x reader who’s very serious around other people, but with him, reader is just putty in his hands? like super soft and submissive (that sounds weird 😭) once given an ounce of attention?

thank you so much! take your time + you don’t have to do this req if you don’t want to <3

Apologies this took some time getting to, had a lot going on but here we go! Hope it's okay! ♥

Cole Cassidy x Reader (gen)

Word count: 1578

The first time Cassidy had met you, you were quiet but had a serious looking face on you that even he questioned whether or not you were approachable. It took a bit of time before you eventually warmed up to him and when you did, the cowboy noticed a completely new person. You weren’t that serious person anymore, you were someone who was calm and had emotions. 

Though, he did find it hilarious that when you were around other people, your mood changed completely. You went back to that serious demeanour; matter-of-factly, straight to the point, cold. 

As the days and months went by and your relationship grew with him, he wondered if there was something behind you acting the way you did to the others and then to him. You softened up the moment you were around him, like he was some sort of charm. 

—

The days were beginning to get longer, sun rising earlier each day and the night’s were shorter. Summer was fast approaching which meant Cassidy was going to be working his afternoons in the baking sun in the garden; while you would be out working, serving customers that came though the cafe each minute looking for hot and cold beverages alike. 

It was a cosy relationship, each of you had your jobs and stuck to them without any complaint which meant the relationship worked. You had no complaints with Cassidy, bar his snoring waking you up on occasion, and Cassidy had nothing wrong to say about you… Except when you were mad, because hell, it startled him just as much as the person on the receiving end. 

Just like any other day, Cassidy was out working until the warm hours of the early evening. A glass of whiskey was sat on the table he had placed on the patio, contents were warm to match the airy heat.

Everything was going as planned and in two hours, guests were to show up for a small gathering. Cassidy had just finished setting up the lights along the fence, switching them on and admiring the soft glow that came from them. They will look even better when the sun does eventually set.

All Cassidy could do now was wipe the sweat from his brow, head inside to shower and change into something more of a smart-casual to meet his friends. 

You had just come home the moment he pulled his clothes out of the wardrobe and set them down onto the bed. 

“Cass, my love?” You call out to him. 

“In here, darlin’.” He calls back. When you enter the room, he notices the weary look on your face. “Is everythin’ okay?” 

“Yeah, just work being work. Are we all set for tonight?” You brush it off but there was a sinking feeling developing in your chest. You knew something was going to happen, you were going to snap so you wanted to distance yourself for everyone else for awhile to calm down. 

“Of course.” Cass knew. The same look you had after a hard day at work. Rude customers pushing you further into that mindspace, one after the other and the heat was no friend either. “Come shower with me.” He offers. 

You nod sheepishly, despite having done it countless times, it still made your heart flutter. Cassidy knew that it would help relax you, so he pulls you along with him, setting the temperature of the water to your level. He didn’t mind it, so long as he got to be close with you. 

His hands roamed your body, washing away the stress that had built up. He couldn’t resist planting small kisses over your shoulders and jawline as he washed the suds away and of course, when it came to getting out, he held you for a moment longer, pressing you into his body. Your hands come up and gently graze his back in tender motions and he hums in approval. 

Just the two of you. 

Eventually, after getting dried and dressed, your mood had lifted significantly and you were ready to take on the overwhelming loudness and guests in your garden party this evening. 

You and the cowboy speak about his day, what he had gotten done regarding setting up the garden whilst he helps you prepare food in the kitchen. The topic of your work came up and you vented to him effortlessly, calling out the bullshit your coworkers pulled during your shift. 

Cassidy always had something to say, whether it was rude comments about them or telling you to switch jobs, but no matter what happened, he would always have your back. He was always so calm about it all, having worked with organisations that tested his patience more time than not, he knew how it went. 

After some time, guests start showing up at the house, you and Cassidy greeting them with smiles and a drink before he would would stand outside in the warm evening air with them, you still finalising the last of the food and bringing it out onto the table on the patio. 

Everything was going perfectly, sun setting and music loud as everyone spoke about their days. You and Cassidy never left each others side unless going for a refill or to pick at some food. 

“The garden looks amazing, Cass.” One guest says. 

Cassidy chuckles in response. “Thank you. It has been a project for me since we moved into this place, ain’t that right, honey?” He pulls you to his side, metallic hand gripping your hip as his thumb ran soothing motions up and down. 

“If he wasn’t working out here, something was wrong.” You simply say, a small smile on your lips. You knew Cassidy was trying to keep you calm. Having so many people around in such a tight space only made you feel anxious. A feeling that something could happen, something bad. Your eyes flitted to everyone else, watching them, making sure everything was going smoothly and that everyone was enjoying themselves. 

You could overhear the muttering and the murmurs that escaped a few of the guests, their eyes looking at you briefly before they spoke, smirks passing between them. It took what strength you had to keep quiet, not wanting to ruin the night for anyone, especially Cassidy. 

As time went by and the guests were leaving, Cassidy could feel the tension in your shoulders. He saw the tight jaw, the darker eyes and he knew you were ready to crash. 

“You did well, darlin’.” He speaks softly, pulling you to his chest and holding you gently the moment the last guest had left. He could feel your body relax against his, the soft sigh that you let out as you unclenched your jaw eases his concern. The burning wood smell was stuck to him as the firepit was still burning bright in the centre of the garden. Cassidy didn’t hesitate in pulling you along, the music quieting down as he dances with you under the stars.

“You’re perfect, you know that?” He kisses your forehead. He, too, heard the comments, but he was proud of you for staying civil, though he would’ve cheered you on should you have spoken up about it. 

“As are you, cowboy.” You smile, placing a tender kiss to his lips, his beard tickling your chin. 

“Nuh uh.” He chuckles, shaking his head, hands firmly holding your sides as he sways with you. “I would’ve backed you up.”

“Thank you.” Resting your head against his chest, you feel the heat radiating from under his shirt, his heartbeat steady. 

“Anything for you, sweetheart.”

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BONUS

Just because I fucked up reading the prompt when I was sick, so take it anyway...

Things were going well for the cowboy and despite the trauma and life threatening events that happened in his life, Cassidy was enjoying what he had now, and that was a comfortable life with you. He had many run ins with the law back in his Deadlock days and that, of course, didn’t end when he was recruited for Overwatch and then Blackwatch during its days. 

That life behind him now. There was nothing holding him back anymore; not Reyes, not Moira, not even Ashe. He was focussed on you and everything within it, no matter what hardships he faced, he was with you for the long term. 

But… Not everything was all roses and daisies. 

There were days that the cowboy’s nerves got pinched and pulled by those around him. His anger would gradually seep through his calm demeanour until he finally snapped and all hell would break loose. 

Most of the time this happened, it was whilst you were not with him. You’ve never seen him physically hurt someone though you knew he could. Hell, he could kill someone. Cassidy could do whatever he puts his mind to but the one thing grounding him was you. He couldn’t just leave you. He didn’t want to be labelled a murderer just because he freaked out and accidentally killed someone amidst his anger.

Cassidy was thankful that he had you in his life, the one person who truly understood and cared for him. After a long day when he’d finally come home, your arms were open and he never once hesitated to fall into them. Your fingers would comb through his hair, teasing out some of the knots that formed during his day. Kissing would be planted along his temple and nose, cheeks and then lips. 

He was practically putty in your hands and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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overwatch ratings based on how they would date

did this a while ago but spent too much time on it for it to not be posted. this is just a personal opinion and personal ratings based off lore and bias tbh. this will be updated with every hero (if I remember to lol)

Tanks:

D.VA: 6/10. Caring and loving, fun gaming dates, but gets recognized a lot, and if it came down to it she’d choose her job to protect south korea over her lover

Doomfist: 4/10. He’d be a gentleman but probably only in it for sex or to be a sugar daddy. He’d treat his “lover” with respect tho so not a total loss i guess.

Junker Queen: 7/10. After the shit she’s been thru i think she doesnt really want a partner cuz shes afraid they’re just using her to get to the throne or that she’ll lose them. She’s protective and caring but also a bit overprotective to the point where it’s like okay calm down. Also might get into a few fights but eh.

Orisa: 0/10. she thinks it would be cute to be in a relationship but knows she cant be in one due to being the “protector of numbani”. so no.

Ramattra: 8/10. Deadass depends if it’s an omnic or not. If his lover is an omnic he will cherish them and take care of them, knowing that they’re one of the few things he loves in this life. If it’s a human then theres some. Problems. He doesnt open up easily and while he’s still protective and caring he can sometimes get very distant towards them because he fears that they only got close to him to use him or kill him.

Reinhardt: 9/10: Perfect gentleman. Treats you with respect and love, and cherishes you no matter what. -1 is because he can be really loud sometimes even when he doesnt mean to be

Roadhog: 5/10. I think of him as aroace but he would try and give it a shot just to feel what it’s like. Hes very quiet but also very calm. He would listen to his lover and do his best to help them, but he moves around a lot thanks to junkrat now and might cut off communication with you just to keep you safe when he's on the run

Sigma: 5/10. A real gentleman, would treat his lover with respect and kindness and love. Only downside is when he has one of his mind breaks and breakdowns. He forgets who he is and just focuses on violence. Also his control of gravity in that state is very fucky so if he’s having a breakdown his lover might get throw to the ground. He feels like jackshit afterwards and probably realizes it’s best not to have someone he cares about so close to him

Wrecking Ball: 0/10 no. he would simply not even if he wanted to. Aroace hampter 

Winston: maybe a 1/10. i feel like he doesnt want a romantic relationship with anybody and just wants friends (aroace monke)

Zarya: 6/10. Protective and caring but would focus too much on her job. would also pick her country over her lover if it did come down to it

Mauga: 8/10: Would treat his lover right and give them anything they asked for. Free beach house, gifts, and a loving, protective, obsessive bf. -2 because slight yandere vibes and can get too possesive-

Damage:

Ashe: 6/10. Partners in crime kinda thing but if you’re not really into that stuff she’s probably not that into you. She has BOB watching you when she cant during a fight but shes always next to you when she can be.

Bastion: 0/10. Dude just wants to live in the woods with his bird he doesnt want that stuff.

Cassidy: 8/10. Southern sweetheart. Treats his partner with love and respect. Only downside is that he’d be out a lot doing his job, but he would let somebody else do it to be with you if it’s a special occasion or if he really wants to stay with you.

Echo: 2/10. Not big on romance but would try it out for science. Sadly in the end it’s not real love so. Oof

Genji: 9/10. Probably doesn’t want a relationship at first because of his body but he gets used to it and opens up his heart. Honestly very good boyfriend would be there to listen and help you with stuff. -1 cuz he might be out doing overwatch stuff a lot and also might not be the most exciting person to be around if you're a hyper person.

Hanzo: 6/10. Can’t see him getting in a relationship after everything thats happened but if he did he’d be kinda bad at it but you could tell that he’s trying his best.

Junkrat: 5/10. I love him but i cant really see him *staying* in a relationship for long. He doesn’t know how to stop sometimes and can get really annoying really quick but he loves making things for his lover and would do his best to keep them away from the dangerous bombs. He loves them a lot but doesn’t know how to turn the love down. Really clingy so if youre into that cool.

Mei: 9/10. Absolute sweetheart. Loves you to bits and takes you out to her favorite restaurants and stuff. -1 cuz you had to have a long distance relationship due to her being in Antarctica and the fact she slept for years with no communication with her lover-

Phara: 4/10. Cares about her job more but would be an okay girlfriend, doing the basics.

Reaper: 1/10. He’s done with love and would probably just just be a sugar daddy or just be there for sex. Even if he did find himself feeling something he’d ignore it and move on

Sojourn:5/10. Not interested in dating or finding love but if it finds her she’ll go for it. Pretty nice girlfriend, makes sure to take care of her lover but does focus on her job a lot more sometimes.

Soldier:76: 0/10. Not interested and has made sure to break off any past relationships. Doesn’t want the people he cares about to get hurt. So he still cares but doesnt go see them.

Somba: 7/10. Would be a pretty good girlfriend if she wanted to have a relationship. She keeps all people she cares about far away and unaware of her deeds at Talon. So a long distance relationship until she can take some time off to go see her lover and vibe.

Symmetra: 3/10. Doesn’t know how to even start a relationship and doesn’t really want to. Her job is important to her so she wouldn’t want distractions from it.

Torbjorn: 6/10. His wife and him had a few children and have been married for a while so he’s probably got the whole love thing covered.

Tracer: 9/10. Probably one of the best on this list. She’s loving and caring and makes sure to spend a lot of time with her partner. 

Widowmaker: 3/10. Last partner she had was um. killed by her so. +3 if you could break down her walls and see the real her but very low chance

Venture: 8.5/10: Would talk to you about rocks, fossils, and everything else they can think about. They’d even let you name rocks around the house. -2 cuz they’ll talk your ear off about rocks n stuff while also bouncing around everywhere. They can also be gone for long periods of time but always makes sure to call. If you can deal with the infodumping and adhd then 9.5/10 for you 

Support:

Ana: 5/10. She doesn’t want a relationship but she’d be very loving and caring to her lover.

Baptiste: 8/10. Great boyfriend, lovers needs always come first and he’s very open and always has an ear out to listen. -2 because he’s constantly on the run and the relationship could get stressed.

Brigitte: 5/10. Mostly focused on her work but would make a pretty good girlfriend if she finds the right person. The relationship would mostly be a test one because she lowkey doesn’t understand it.

Kiriko: 4/10. Would love to be in a relationship but protecting her home is more important than finding love to her.

Lucio: 9/10. Actual sweetheart. Would make music for you and would cancel shows last second if something came up and you needed something. If you need anything he’ll be there to help.

Mercy: 8/10. She’s really focused on her work but no matter what would take time to come stay with you for a while. -2 because sometimes too focused on work and sometimes doesnt have time to see you for a long time.

Moira: 0/10. Not looking for a relationship and would probably lie just to get you strapped to a table and butchered.

Zenyatta: 7/10. Would make a decent boyfriend but he can’t have relationships due to being a monk. He’d be there to listen and to give advice when you needed it.

Liveweaver: 9/10. Perfect boyfriend in every way. Like no competition. -1 cuz he's on the run from multiple governments so he won't be able to talk all the time or be with you much to his dismay. multiple texts a day tho

Illari: 4/10. Tbh I can't see her getting into a relationship after everything. She's too scared that something will happen with her powers again and hurt her lover

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[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

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[wisteriaiswriting]

I stole this idea from another anon on this blog but anyways do you have headcanons for Cole Cassidy, widowmaker and illari with a boyfriend who loves to play with their hair.

ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 ℍ𝕒𝕚𝕣

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ℂ𝕠𝕝𝕖:

His hair is always a 50/50 whether or not it’s been cleaned, so be prepared in case.

As soon as you place your hands on his head he will melt, and has fallen asleep before.

He’ll let you put anything into his hair. And he means anything, especially when he’s asleep.

Once he finds out how much you both enjoy this he’ll start growing out his hair so you have plenty more to play with.

Over the years he’s gained a pretty sensitive scalp, so don’t go pulling. (Unless…)

𝕎𝕚𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕣:

Due to the experiment done, she won’t know unless you actively show her. As she can’t feel any of it.

If she still had her feelings she knows she would fall deeper in love.

She’ll let you put certain accessories into her hair, being any she can fight in. And they have to be either purple, black or your favourite colour.

Let’s you design and mess around with different hairstyles, she has the hair for them anyways.

Whenever you play with her hair she’ll remember a sense of familiarity and comfort she lost long ago.

𝕀𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕚:

Was quickly convinced to let you do her fringe each morning, enjoying having you close and the feeling.

Her hair is pretty thick so you need to be careful not to catch on anything and pull.

She’s another person who just lets you play with her hair, never minding.

Always cleans her hair, never wanting you to mess with dirty hair. Plus it has her sticking to schedule when washing.

After a while she can and will fall asleep on your lap.

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[bruhhhh-huhhhhh]

Guys

Save a horse

Ride a cowboy

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[leorawright]

Hello! I would like to request Hanzo, Cassidy, Solider76, Rammatra, Junkerqueen and Widow reacting to a showing up at their S/O house and hearing loud yelling because their crazy ex showed up and tore up the place.

Oof sure thing

Warnings: previous toxic relationship, violence

Overwatch seeing s/o's ex is harassing them

Hanzo

He was very panicked because he got a text saying you needed help so he rushed to your house

He heard screaming from inside but didn't recognize your voice so he muscled the door open to get to you

That's when he saw your ex tearing up your house screaming profanities at you

No hesitation Hanzo grabbed your ex by the shoulder (nearly breaking it in the process) and dragged him out of the house

Hanzo then went over to where you locked yourself in the bedroom and quietly assured you your ex was gone

He felt terrible that you had to go through that and he doesn't leave your side for the rest of the day/night

Cassidy

Cassidy was driving to your house to pick you up for a date when he recognized your ex's car

Now, with much more desperation, he made his way to your apartment and used his spare key to get the door open when he heard yelling and crashing noises from inside

When he saw you, cowered in a corner with your ex screaming at you he immediately put himself between you and your ex

After forcing your ex to leave he dropped beside you to make sure you were okay

If you let him he's pulling you into a tight hug for a couple minutes

Afterward, you and him clean up the mess your ex made, and he tries his best to take your mind off what happened

Soldier 76

He'd already had plans to go spend time with you at your apartment but his blood boiled when he opened the door to see your ex screaming at you

He grabs your ex's collar and drags them away from you threatening them in a low voice

After your ex leaves Jack settles besides you on the ground and pulls you into a silent hug

He never leaves your side the whole time that you two order take-out and even when you falls asleep

Ramattra

He didn't know why but he felt a sudden urge to see you and he knew why when he pulled up to see your ex's car

He rushed to your apartment, filling the doorway with a terrifying presence as he towered over your ex

After successfully scaring them off, he drops beside you and makes sure you're not injured

After that, he basically carries you around for the rest of the time you two are together and does his best to make you feel comfortable

Junker Queen

She was fuming when you texted her asking for help but she wasn't mad at you

Whoever made you feel scared was about to get thrown out a window

When she arrived at your house she made Gracie in hand when she opened the door

Two seconds flat and she scared your ex away

Once your ex was gone, she went over to you to make sure you were okay

She insisted you two stay inside together that night and (after fumbling with the TV remote) she puts on your favorite movie before cleaning up the mess your ex made

Widowmaker

She had no hesitation coming to help since she remembered the horror stories you told her about your ex

She might not be as strong or intimidating as the other people on this list, but she is not afraid to snipe/fight anyone in her way of helping you

So after scaring your ex off, she silently sits next to you, pulling you into her arms in order to comfort you

She promises that with her around she won't let your ex near you again

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[nickeverdeen]

Overwatch characters and their PDA

Genji

5/10

Given Genji’s reserved nature and background as a disciplined ninja, his enjoyment of public displays of affection (PDA) would likely be moderate.

Hand Holding: Genji would intertwine his fingers with yours, showing a secure and intimate connection between you two while walking together

Hand on Lower Back: While navigating through crowds or walking side by side, Genji would place his hand gently on his lover’s lower back, offering subtle guidance and protection

Forehead Kiss: In a moment of tenderness, Genji would lean in to press a soft kiss to your forehead, conveying affection and care in a discreet yet meaningful way

Cheek or Temple Touch: Genji would lightly brush his lips against his partner’s cheek or temple, showing affection in a gentle and respectful manner

Arm Around Shoulder: During moments of closeness or comfort, Genji would drape his arm lightly around your shoulder, offering support and solidarity while maintaining a sense of respect for your personal space

These gestures reflect Genji’s reserved yet caring demeanor, emphasizing his desire to express love and connection to his partner in a subtle and respectful manner, even in public settings

Mei

7/10

She appreciates opportunities to express her love and affection for her partner openly, but she also values maintaining a level of respect and consideration for others’ comfort in public settings. Therefore, while she enjoys showing affection, she may do so in a tasteful and mindful manner.

Hand Holding: Mei would happily hold your hand, intertwining their fingers as they walk together, symbolizing unity and closeness

Hugs: Mei’s warm and nurturing nature would lead her to readily give you hugs, wrapping her arms around you in a tight and comforting embrace

Cheek Kisses: Mei would affectionately kiss you on the cheek, expressing her love and fondness for you in a sweet and gentle manner

Arm Linking: Mei might loop her arm through yours arm or link elbows while walking, showing a sense of intimacy and companionship

Shoulder Lean: When standing or sitting together, Mei might lean her head or shoulder against lover’s, seeking closeness and physical contact

These gestures reflect Mei’s affectionate and caring nature, as she expresses her love openly and warmly in public settings with her partner

Sombra

7.5/10

Sombra appreciates the opportunity to show affection for her partner openly and boldly, and she enjoys the playful and flirtatious interactions that come with it. However, she also values maintaining a level of control and discretion, so she may not engage in PDA excessively or in situations where it could attract unwanted attention.

Arm Wrapping: Sombra confidently wraps her arm around your waist or shoulder, pulling you close as you walk together, showing a sense of possession and intimacy

Playful Shoulder Bump: Sombra playfully bumps her shoulder against yours as you walk, adding a touch of flirtation and playfulness to your interaction

Hip Touch: Sombra assertively places her hand on your hip, guiding you or pulling you closer in a confident and affectionate gesture

Quick Kisses: Sombra steals quick kisses from her lover, whether it’s a peck on the lips or a playful kiss on the cheek, adding spontaneity and excitement to their interactions

Hair Play: Sombra playfully runs her fingers through her partner’s hair or tucks a strand behind their ear, adding a flirtatious and intimate touch to their interaction

These gestures reflect Sombra’s confident and assertive personality, as she shows her affection for her partner in bold and playful ways that suit her.

Tracer

10/10

Given Tracer’s lively and outgoing personality, she likely enjoys public displays of affection (PDA) to a considerable extent. Tracer’s enthusiasm and warmth make her naturally inclined to engage in PDA, but she also respects boundaries and would adjust her behavior based on her girlfriend’s comfort level and the situation.

Hand Holding: Tracer enthusiastically holds her girlfriend’s hand, intertwining their fingers as they walk together, radiating joy and affection

Quick Kisses: Tracer frequently steals quick kisses from you, whether it’s a peck on the lips or a playful kiss on the cheek, adding spontaneity and warmth to your interactions

Hugs: Tracer enthusiastically embraces you in tight and energetic hugs, lifting you off the ground or spinning you around in a joyful display of affection

Shoulder Bumps: Tracer playfully bumps her shoulder against you as you walk, adding a touch of playful intimacy to your interaction

Back Pats: Tracer affectionately pats her girlfriend’s back or shoulders in a friendly and reassuring manner, showing her support and affection openly

These gestures reflect Tracer’s spirited and affectionate nature, as she shows her love and affection for her girlfriend in a lively, enthusiastic, and playful manner that I’d personally say suits her

Mercy

5/10

While she appreciates opportunities to express her affection for her partner openly, she also values professionalism and may prefer to keep displays of affection subtle and understated, especially in certain settings. Overall, while she enjoys showing her love openly, she may do so in a more reserved and considerate manner.

Hand Holding: Mercy gently holds her partner’s hand, intertwining their fingers as they walk together, symbolizing unity and support

Arm Around Shoulder: Mercy might place her arm around your shoulder or waist while walking, offering comfort and closeness in a protective gesture

Forehead Kiss: In moments of tenderness, Mercy leans in to give you a soft kiss on the forehead, conveying affection and care

Cheek Caress: Mercy affectionately caresses her your cheek with her fingertips, expressing warmth and love in a gentle manner

Hugs: Mercy embraces her lover in warm and comforting hugs, wrapping her arms around them in a nurturing display of affection

These gestures reflect Mercy’s nurturing and compassionate nature, as she expresses her love and affection for her partner in gentle and caring ways that provide comfort and support.

Cassidy

7/10

While he appreciates opportunities to express his affection for his partner openly, he also values his personal space and may prefer to keep displays of affection relatively subtle and understated, especially in certain settings. Additionally, McCree’s enjoyment of PDA may vary depending on the situation and his partner’s comfort level, as he respects boundaries and prioritizes mutual respect in his relationships.

Hand Holding: McCree casually holds your hand, intertwining your fingers as you walk together, showing a sense of unity and closeness

Arm Around Shoulder: Cassidy may drape his arm around your shoulder or waist while walking, offering a protective and comforting gesture

Quick Kisses: He steals quick kisses from you, whether it’s a peck on the lips or a playful kiss on the cheek, adding a touch of affection and spontaneity to your interactions

Shoulder Lean: While standing or sitting together, Cassidy leans his shoulder against yours, seeking physical contact and closeness in a relaxed and casual manner

Hand on Lower Back: McCree places his hand on your lower back while navigating through a crowd or entering a room, guiding you with a gentle touch while showing a sense of protectiveness

These gestures reflect McCree’s laid-back and affectionate nature, as he shows his love and affection for his partner in a casual, supportive, and playful manner that suits his cowboy persona

Hanzo

4/10

While he may appreciate moments of intimacy with his partner, he values privacy and may prefer to keep displays of affection relatively subtle and reserved, especially in public settings. Additionally, Hanzo’s enjoyment of PDA may vary depending on the situation and his partner’s comfort level, as he respects boundaries and values mutual respect in his relationships.

Hand Holding: Hanzo gently holds your hand, showing a subtle yet meaningful connection as you walk together

Arm Around Waist: Hanzo may place his arm around your waist while standing or walking, offering a protective and comforting gesture

Forehead Rest: In moments of intimacy, Hanzo may rest his forehead against yours, conveying a sense of closeness and trust

Shoulder Touch: Hanzo lightly touches his lover’s shoulder in a gesture of support or reassurance, showing his affection in a subtle and understated manner

Quick Kisses: Hanzo may offer quick and discreet kisses to his partner, whether it’s a soft peck on the cheek or a brief kiss on the lips, adding a touch of affection in a reserved manner

These gestures reflect Hanzo’s reserved yet genuine affection for his partner, as he shows his love and care in subtle and understated ways that reflect his stoic demeanor.

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