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nori-writes · 1 year

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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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lockem · 1 year

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Overwatch Headcanons !

that no one asked for !!!

Genji Shimada !!

This boy really has some issues

He doesn't open up much, due to his past

He used to idolize Hanzo so much when he was younger.

Probably shoves food down his throat and doesn't care if it's still burning hot

Always manages to either be really early to stuff, or really late..

Couldn't believe people actually found him "attractive" (this built his ego)

Chokes on ramen.

Cole Cassidy !!

It's High Noon.

This man learned how to tell the time with just his hands

Probably also likes stargazing

I like to think when he was younger he found out about cowboys and how "awesome and cool and very very attractive" they are, and then began becoming one.

Always missed his shots, though Ana helped him with that.

(probably says "Its High Noon" in his sleep)

Tried asking for a horse/pony once

#overwatch #overwatch headcanons #genji x reader #overwatch x reader #genji shimada #cole cassidy #jesse mccree #mccree x reader #cole cassidy x reader

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l0serloki · 1 year

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

tysm <3

Jealous OW Character HCs

(Cassidy, Moira, Kiriko, Hanzo)

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

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

Cassidy :

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

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

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

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

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

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

Just kiss him and make him feel special LMAO

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

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

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

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

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

Moira :

My gal’s a MENACE

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

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

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

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

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

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

“So then you-”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kiriko :

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

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

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

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

“See, it was that simple babe!”

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

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

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

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

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

“Anything my little troublemaker wants.”

Hanzo :

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Whatever you say, Hanzo.”

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flbrokensoldier · 1 year

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Hey! As a thank you for 11 followers and a bunch of likes, heres a little headcannon list for both Cassidy and Carlos (I will do one for Leon and whoever you guys want form my list that's here)

Carlos General Headcannons <3

Alright to start this off, this man can go from full coherent english to straight up pissed Portuguese ranting.

Its cute when he does it but dang, the first time you heard it, it was a bit intimidating.

However, after you decide to take some Portuguese lessons to better understand him, it all starts making sense.

It's adorable because he'll also flirt in Portuguese, calling you all sorts of sweet nicknames like handsome/beautiful, or other little nicknames.

At first when you both met, he didn't explain what he was saying so later after learning some of his native language, it started to make all the sense in the world.

When you call him "bonito" for the first time, he's super shocked and he gets all flustered because he knows you understand what he's saying.

He's also a massive flirt, when he first meets you and when you make it official, still the biggest flirt you've probably ever know.

Another thing, this man only really seems to swear in Portuguese when he's genuinely pissed off, so you'll know when it's a bad day at whatever job he's working.

This man absolutely loves sunsets and sunrises. The colors. The display. All of it he absolutely loves.

This man also loves art in general. Paintings that seem to call out to him are ones of forests, sunsets, animals, and stars.

He cannot paint worth shit but he loves to admire it.

If you two ever have a proposal, he'd definitely do it under the stars at a place that means the most to you both.

He would get a big ring with a big gem, but if you ask for otherwise, he'll make sure it's small yet beautiful <3

His favorite colors are red and blues. (I'd say green if it's a normal universe but if we're talking after Raccoon, it reminds him of his uniform and brings back memories so he's not too fond of owning clothing with green or things green.)

If we're talkin' a normal universe or AU, he's a family man. He'll take you to see his family, tell them thousands of stories about you, and makes sure that his siblings don't terrorize you, especially the two younger ones.

His love language is physical touch (or pebbling - meaning giving little gifts that remind him of you) and he likes to receive love by time.

Now about the pebbling, he'll find some sort of rock that could he a red tint and say it reminds him because of your fiery personality.

At this point you have like three different jars of stuff he brings to you, it's adorable but makes finding space sometimes a difficult thing, but you manage

Now if we're in raccoon city or shit is still south with the zombies, he pebbles by finding things you need.

That being ammunition, bandages, and so on.

He's a sweetheart really, he may not show it but he's fragile inside.

He hears you get hurt, his heart drops and he panics until you make it back, even if it's emotionally. (Mostly after everything in Raccoon, as any person, he'd panic easily.)

He's got a big heart so it's easy to get it hurt with other people, but if he catches onto someone being rude and using him, he kills them with kindness.

Hes got a death stare, it's rare but DAMN.

Makes everyone go silent, especially if someone is being annoying to you and flirting with you to the point of you feeling scared and uncomfortable.

That glare is rare though and he rarely uses it around you <3 (mostly because he doesn't catch himself doing it half the time)

Let's leave it off with a soft one for him

He loves to slow dance with you in the living room, any slow song, he'll dance to and he'll carefully hold your hips with one hand while the other holds your face, peppering you with kisses like mad.

Cassidy General Headcannons <3

First off, this man.. Has no filter.

Hes honest to his core.

If anyone in Overwatch asks for his opinion on something, he's brutally honest.

He hates sugar coating with a passion.

He likes to hold your hips, as long as you're comfortable with it, and sway you back and forth to some country song he'll either sing or him to you.

His love language is words of affirmation and physical touch, he prefers to receive love with acts of service or physical touch.

He is touch starved but he hates showing it, he thinks its one of his weaknesses

give him a hug or kiss please

He loves being close to you during missions, he will protect you fiercely and do almost anything for you.

He loves watching the little things you do, like fixing your shirt because it's being stupid, mostly because of the faces you make.

He loves your little expressions you do

He also loves it when you get excited.

HE WILL AND CAN PICK YOU UP AND CARRY YOU AROUND, ESPECIALLY IF YOU'RE WOUNDED.

He will insist to do it over anyone else. If someone tried he will be slightly disappointed but he will keep trying to ask to carry you.

His swearing is hilarious, it's a bad habit and goodness he's a sailor more than half the time.

If someone chews him out over something, he will say the most Cassidy thing he can like.. "Sorry to disappoint ya, but I ain't changing for even god darlin'." most likely followed by a wink

He will try not to smoke around you if you request him to, he's very respectful of boundaries and will not push.

If someone pushes your boundaries, he will tell them what for.

His favorite color is reds, silvers and blacks <3

HE LOVES SNUGGLING, he won't actually be physically affectionate in front of strangers but with everyone in overwatch, he will show you off.

His reputation he doesn't want being ruined thinking he's gone soft OR having some bad people get ahold of the information and knowing you were his true weakness.

He can not lose you, if he does, he will spiral into a dark pit of depression, drinking and smoking them damn cigars until he drinks and smokes his way into an early grave.

Now, if he drinks around you, it's little amounts and that's all he drinks in total. He thinks that around you he will try and better himself even if it's slightly, just for you.

This means less drinking, which are first he was annoyed with but he never took it out on you and didn't give up.

In the end, he drinks a healthier amount and he smokes still like crazy but that's addiction for you. He will try and work on that sooner or later though.

HOWEVER, DON'T EXPECT THIS TO HAPPEN OVER NIGHT.

This was very much so a comfort for Cole when he was in Deadlock and Blackwatch.

It still is.

It will take a lot of courage and a lot of personal growth for him to finally stop.

He loves you yes, but this is something that will take him more than what it took to cut back on the drinking.

He loves cats more so than dogs.

Dogs get up in his face and he's usually got a cigar and he doesn't want them getting burned.

He also doesn't like the smell dogs have.

He doesn't mind them though, just least likely to show them affection.

If he ever gets settled down and buys a home, the first thing he's getting is a cat.

A rescue at that.

Hes got a soft spot for kids, he'll show them tricks and he'll spend time with them, he will also try so damn hard to protect their innocence since his was short lived when he was younger.

He grew up too fast and wouldn't want that for other kids.

He doesn't out right show he cares though but when you look away, don't be shocked if you see him with his hat off and on the kids head when you look back.

Again, thank you so much for 11 followers! 💚

#carlos oliveira #carlos oliveria x reader #re3 remake #resident evil #resident evil 3 #overwatch #cole cassidy x reader #cole cassidy #mccree x reader #mccree #x reader #x reader headcanons #headcanon #head cannons #ily all #<3333

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sporadically-writing · 2 years

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Y/N: Did you buy eggs like I asked?

Cassidy: Even better!

Y/N: What the fuck did you-

Cassidy: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.

#cole cassidy x reader #mccree x reader #overwatch x reader

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elaineiswithyou-blog · 1 year

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In honor of valentines day: What the Overwatch Men Would do for your Special Day (Anniversary or valentines day)

Genji: I honestly think Genji would give you a nice box of chocolates and do a couples online class, baking/cooking, or whatever hobby you may have that he has been wanting to try. Very sweet

Hanzo: I don’t think Hanzo would do much but I do think a nice bouquet of flowers would be there as well as a very sweet handwritten note

Reinhardt: In Germany, a very common tradition includes exchanging gingerbread hearts with written messages on them such as “You are my treasure” or “You are the best” or something to that effect. It happens during almost every major holiday

McCree: Classic American gift, a big box of chocolates and a huge teddy bear, like the ones you see at the carnival.

Solider 76: Old man probably isn’t very affectionate but I do think some fancy jewelry, that he picked out with the help of Ana, is a possible option as well as just a very simple rose bouquet.

Reaper: In Mexico, gift-giving is very common and Valentine's day is similar to the US. Reaper would probably gift you something you had been talking about for a while or related to a hobby you are interested in. Reaper would also be open to watching a movie and just cuddling for the day

Sigma: Definitely someone who I think would buy you a gag gift, tease you, and then hand you a real gift. It’s probably something space-related, or science related at the very least. If it’s a super big event like a 5 or 10-year anniversary, he might go all out with flowers and a home-cooked dinner.

Roadhog: Probably not used to having a significant other so give him some grace. Would definitely buy you a nice dinner and a nice card although don’t expect a handwritten note. He might not be the best at putting it into words, but he likes you.

Junkrat: Also not sure what is considered romantic but he likes blowing stuff up so possibly an at-home firework show. If he has a little bit of help from someone he might get you a stuffed animal like a penguin or kangaroo.

Lucio: Dedicated long song just for you. Would be down to do whatever you want today. Lets you pick any food, activities, or movies/shows that you want to watch or do. Just happy to spend time with you.

#overwatch #overwatch 2 #overwatch fanfiction #overwatch genji #overwatch hanzo #reinhardt x reader #mccree x reader #overwatch solider 76 #overwatch reaper #sigma overwatch #roadhog x reader #junkrat x reader #overwatch lucio #overwatch junkrat #overwatch roadhog #overwatch mccree #overwatch reinhardt

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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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230 - Cole Cassidy

Pairing - Cole Cassidy x reader

Warnings - none!! (cole cassidy being SUPER FLIPPIN HOT) also not proofread lmao so if there is a mistake... that's too bad ig lolol

Word Count - 1,478

Notes - this cowboy has my heart frfr. lately been having a brainrot. this took me too long to write tho omg. but i feel like im getting a better writing style and i worked really hard on it and my motivation is back!!! <3 i hope you all enjoy and have a lovely day! dont forget to stay hydrated lovlies!!

“Winston!!” You exclaimed, running over to your old friend. The last thing you were expecting was to get a message from him letting you know that he wanted to get Overwatch back together. It had been over two years since you had seen him last.

“y/n!” Winston quickly pulled you into his furry arms, welcoming the tight embrace you put him in. “My, is it good to see you.” He smiled softly, adjusting his glasses as you pulled away from the hug.

“It’s good to see you too, Winston. You look as adorable as ever.” You ruffled the top of his head with a chuckle.

Winston giggled and shrugged your sweet comment off as you heard a sound that you knew had to be only one thing.

Tracer had phased into the room with a huge smile on her freckled face. “y/n?! Is that really you, luv?” She ran up to you and grabbed you by the shoulders, studying every inch of your face without losing her big smile once. “It is! Oh my goodness, y/n! It's so wonderful to see you! I'm so glad you decided to come back!”

You quickly pulled Tracer in for a hug, holding her close. “It's so amazing to see you, Tracer.”

You and Tracer used to work side by side all the time. Getting every mission you were assigned done, quickly and efficiently. She didn't seem to change one bit.

“I can't believe we get to work together again!! I sure did miss working with you, partner.” Tracer winked and nudged you a bit with a giggle. “Oh! And you might get to meet Emily!”

“Emily?” You tilted your head.

“My girlfriend!”

God, you missed a lot.

“Hallo zusammen!!” You jumped hearing the booming, but loving voice of Reinhardt.

“Reinhardt!!” You ran to him, throwing yourself into his giant arms.

You promised yourself that you wouldn't cry, but god it was difficult to hold back the tears. These were the people who you loved, the people you were willing to work with for the rest of your life, the people you wanted to make a difference with.

“Howdy everyone, sorry I'm late.” You froze hearing that familiar southern accent that made your whole system stop.

Yes, you wanted to make a difference with this whole team of people you loved a lot, but this one… this one was an exception.

You turned around and saw… him walk in, the rest of Overwatch flowing in shortly behind him.

“Jesse McCree.” Your teeth were clenched and your mood now ruined.

“Actually,” he put his hand on your shoulder, apparently able to hear your voice that was in a pissed off whisper. “It's Cassidy, pumpkin. Cole Cassidy.”

“Since when?” You didn't even try to hide your frustration as you pulled away from him, trying to walk to the other crew. Cassidy though wouldn't stop following. Just like always.

“Since forever,” he sped up to be walking with you side by side. “So forget Jesse and call me Cole.”

“Yeah, whatever.” You tried to get yourself lost in the crowd, but felt a hand slap onto your shoulder. A metal hand? It was Cole’s… but you don't remember his arm being metal. “H-How…”

“That’s a story for another time,” he removed his hand from your shoulder softly as opposed to how rough he just handled you a second ago, hiding it behind his back. “But what’s your problem?”

“What’s my problem?!” You twisted around, your face only inches away from his. “Do you really have the audacity to ask me that, Cassidy?! Are you acting like nothing happened back then?!” You knew that Overwatch was a place for peace and resolving problems, but Cassidy brought nothing but problems for you. He was the only face you didn't want to see.

“You, little miss thing, were the one who hated me. I never had shit against you.” He smirked and walked all nonchalantly towards the rest of the group, but you grabbed the back of that stupid shawl over his shoulders and flipped him over, gripping his shirt, your face inches away from his.

“Don't act like shit didn't happen.” You whispered through clenched teeth.

“Don't act like we ain't nothin’ sweetheart.” Cassidy smirked at you and you quickly pushed him away, feeling your face heat up.

You hate that cowboy.

“Why are you all the way over there, love?” You perked up hearing Tracer’s voice as she booped over to you with a bright smile. “And why’s your face so red? Are you running a fever?” She cupped your face and you knew you were blushing harder than earlier. That stupid cowboy. He definitely did it on purpose.

“I'm fine, Tracer,” you giggled nervously. “Really. Let’s get back to the rest of the crew.”

“Okay?” Tracer gave you a sidewards glance, but walked with you anyway to the rest of the group, who were all pulling each other into hugs and telling jokes.

It was just like old times. You used to be a group that would try to save the world during harsh times. You would joke around, but also allow yourself to cry on each other’s shoulders. You would walk away from explosions like badasses and go home to stuff your face with pizza.

But all of that just vanished one day. You were alone, trying to help others in your own way. A little lost, sure, but still trying.

Thank god Winston called this meeting. If he didn't, you don't know how the rest of your life would be.

And sure, maybe seeing Cassidy was worth it, even if you wanted to sock him in the nose.

Speaking of him, you and Cole were always at each other’s throats. Was there ever a reason why? No. Not really. You would compete and see who could take out the most enemies and you ended off in a draw. A DRAW. That pissed both of you off, but you didn't know that it would be the last time seeing each other for two whole years.

So you were stuck with a chalkboard in your room. 230-230. That awful number staring at you every morning. You were about to end that streak.

“Wanna drink, pumpkin?” You were pulled out of your thoughts with a jump, seeing Cassidy in front of you, holding a coffee.

You took it with a smile and Cassidy sat next to you, both of you looking out at the happy crowd in front of you.

“What was it? Uh… 205?” Cassidy turned to you with a cocky smile and you just laughed it off taking a sip of your coffee. It was delicious.

“230 actually.”

“230,” Cassidy let out a long whistle. “Damn.”

“I know. I still wanna beat your ass.”

Cassidy looked at you, but your eyes were still glued to the rest of Overwatch. “Do you now?”

You nodded, your eyes finally meeting with Cole’s chestnut ones. “I do.”

“That’s too bad.” Cassidy casually put his hands behind his head, leaning back onto his chair. “Because I wanna do the same.”

“Huh. That sucks.”

Cole laughed out loud, a smile plastering onto his face. “You know, even after how much we show that we hate each other, I am so glad we’re back here together.”

You sighed, placing your coffee down. “Me too.”

“I'm just really thankful that we-”

“Okay. That’s too much. Don't get sappy on me. We hate each other, remember?”

“Oh, that’s right,” Cole grabbed your hand, kissing your knuckles. “We do.”

“It's gonna be nice to compete again.” You stood up, your hand still locked to Cassidy’s.

“Tell me about it.” Cole took it as a sign to stand up as well and you walked in front of him, outstretching your arms.

He tilted his head and you pointed with your head to his arms. He smiled softly and knew what to do next.

He leaned down, wrapping his arms around your waist as you wrapped yours around the back of his neck. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, breathing him in. He smells the same as always. Like nice cologne and burning wood.

You held him tightly, strangely, not wanting to let go.

“I know I should hate you,” your voice was soft, almost a whisper. “But I don't want to.”

“Then don't.” Cassidy’s booming voice was vibrating his chest that you were pressed against.

“But I still wanna beat your ass.”

“Then do it darlin’. But don't expect me to just let you.”

You laughed, picking a fuzz off of his shawl before holding him tighter.

He pressed a small kiss onto your forehead and grabbed both of your hands. “It's so nice to see you again.”

“Tell me about it.”

Even though you were supposed to hate him. You sure did love that stupid cowboy.

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overwatchfics · 2 years

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ooh you're doing requests!! may i please request general dating headcanons for cassidy and lucio? thank you in advance if you do this ask and hope youre having a great day!!

General HC's Cassidy & Lucio

Cassidy

When you two first met he was suave and charming as any spaghetti western cowboy

He takes you shooting at an outdoor range if you're into that kind of stuff

If you're new to it he'll adjust your body in proper shooting positions (you aren't thinking about how warm his hands are against your skin NOPE)

Cassidy likes to do gun tricks and pull off seemingly impossible shots to see you impressed and smile

Horseback riding is a must, he'd love to take you out on a trail for horseback riding.

Cassidy likes to go out for BBQ a lot

He admittedly sucks at using a grill and some nights out are spent at a BBQ grill and bar type restaurant (to compensate for his very un-cowboy like lack of skill in grilling)

If they have a dance and with a little whiskey and some encouraging, he'll take you on it to do some square dancing

He doesn't care if electric music is playing, he'll goof around with you with some out of rhythm cowboy dancing anything to draw laughter out of you

At his house, He'll light up the fireplace and put on some old spaghetti westerns

He'll let you wear his hate while watching them

he'll hold you tight and let you know that he really enjoys your company and if you're lucky maybe an 'I love you' will slip out.

slow, and sensual kisses, his hands at your hips drawing you closer

With the smell of whiskey, gun oil, and cinnamon invading your senses it's your choice if you want to spend the night with him Anon

He definitely snores though so be aware, but his cuddles are more than enough to make up for it.

LUCIOOOOOOOOOOOO

Was a little awkward on the first date, but definitely a sweetheart.

After a couples dates you find that Lucio is pretty balanced; he enjoys a good night in or a fun night out.

Going out, expect to go clubbing, raves, or to the movies.

He also loves to roller blade; he'll take you out with him to go skating at skate parks or around the cities

Lucio's the kind of guy that will do cool tricks to impress you or to make you laugh

At home, he'll order some take out, put on some music and does some goofy dances to encourage you to join him.

He totally put a slow dance song on his playlist on purpose

When the slow dance comes on, he has a mental panic, but manages to keep his cool

Lucio pulls you close to him and you two sways to the drumbeat

You can't see it with your head on his shoulder, but he has this big goofy smile on his face (he couldn't believe he had gotten so lucky).

As the song winds down, he pulls you in for a for a kiss, though at first your noses bump awkwardly into each other, but after a couple soft laughs you two get it right the second time.

If you're interested, he'll sit you next to him on the couch and he'll show you his progress with his latest songs and music videos all while having his arm draped over your shoulder.

After looking at the time he looks into your eyes and pulls you into a warm hug and thanks you for giving him a chance and spills his confession of loving you.

He smells of coconut (probably a nice cologne to give himself the extra edge) and of paprika (he definitely puts some spices in his food)

Again, your choice to spend the night or not

HE HAS A GLOW IN THE DARK WATERBED SPEND THE NIGHT ANON OR I WILL.

He sleeps on his side but likes to be spooned keeps him warm and is a nice feeling for him.

A/N: Wholesome, I love it. Thank you for the request and kind words Anon!

Have a request? Put it in the Request box and don't forget to check the rules!

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stinglikeabee1 · 1 year

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McHanzo x Reader Relationship Headcanons

( Cole Cassidy x Reader x Hanzo Shimada)

OH GOD THIS IS THE MOST FLIRTY POLY RELATIONSHIP IVE EVER SEEN.

Lots of makeouts. (Mostly happens because of Cole.)

When you wake up you probably see Cassidy legitimately sprawled on the bed. And hanzo legitimately letting you lay your head on his chest.

When you guys met somewhere in hanamura,cassidy would definitely make the first move.

"You from here sugarpea'?" Cassidy said,flirtatiously."Cassidy..focus were on a mission." You said blandly while hanzo red after cassidy teased him.

This duo is basically fire and ice.

Cassidy legitimately is like a heater. Cuddle with him and you'll feel like a warm chocolate cookies that came out of the oven. (A/N:I crave cookies.)

Hanzo is like a Cooler.Cuddle with him and I swear you'll feel like the siberian winters. (In a good way!)

But cuddling with them both is kind of like hot and cold.

Cassidy's love language is physical touch.

He says that touching you is basically connecting you and him +hanzo (sorry buddy :((( )

Hanzo likes to give you guys kisses on your necks or cheeks. Sometimes your forehead.

Cassidy just kisses you both on the lips straight away.

When cassidy is drunk,you both take care of him. AGGRESSIVELY. Like scolding him when he says something weird but also cute.

When your sad they plant kisses on your neck and lips and cuddle you lots.

Birthdays are very Calming.

Whenever your with them,or they're with you. You guys always feel at ease.

GENJI JUMPS IN WOOO!!

Chaotic Best Friend Genji!! He always visits you guys.

ALL OF THEM GIVE THE BEST ADVICE YOU CANNOT LIE TO ME.

Genji randomly just platonically flirts with you just to rile the both of them up.

KIRIKO DEF IS THE ONE THAT KEEPS ROMANTIC PHOTOS OF YOU GUYS,hanzo is confused.

Ashe is your second chaotic bestfriend,her always this close to calling the deadlock gang on cassidy's ass.

You always manage to stop her.

Ashe is also super close to shooting cassidy and hanzo if they ever harm or hurt you. (Overprotective bestfriend vibes.)

Bob is like that person who brings gifts whenever ashe and him visit.

Cassidy and hanzo are worried about a tall ass omnic trying to fit through the entry doorway of your apartment/house.

Cassidy and hanzo always manage to say goodnight to you by cuddles and kisses!

This poly relationship is 10/10. Mwah. Chefs kis.

YALL SHOULD REQUEST OVERWATCH STUFF YALLL

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dangerousmentalitygalaxy · 1 year

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VAPOUR

cw/tw: vaping, shotgunning, kissing, hot as HELL, incredibly spicy I could like- die rn

He will never admit it, but he finds it so hot watching that flavoured smoke pour out of your mouth, rising slowly, lingering in the air for a few seconds before dissipating. He clears his throat to catch your attention "You gonna share, babydoll?" He asks, looking toward the device in your hand "Uhhh sure!" "No- he chuckles -not like that". Confusion adorns your cute little features as he steps closer... And closer... Closing the gap between you two until your faces are mere inches away from each other "Like this..." He takes your vaping device and inhales deeply before placing his mouth upon yours, letting the smoke enter yours, you can't help but moan and lace your fingers in his hair, the action hotter than you'd ever imagined, sure, you've missed before, but never like this, it was intoxicating, you never wanted to stop, you could die like this, seconds felt like hours, and just like that, he pulled away and smirked "Like that.".

-DABI, Shinso, Toji, Sukuna, CAELUS, Ioannis, Nils, Laito, EREN, Cassidy, Scaramouche(?), JUDD, Mello

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unactivewaspsfics · 1 year

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The Southern Charm

A/N: I'm trying new formatting… Idk what works with me JUST yet so if this is the only post with this kind of formatting, you know :D I will say depending on how interested I am I may make a part two… Who knows lmao <;33 also I WAS gonna post this at 12 am but the demons won and I am posting it at like 9 >:D

Pairing: Cole Cassidy x NB!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Romance, SFW

CW: Pet names, flirting, minor cussing, and kissing?! (😦)

Word Count: 1,090 or so

Summary:

While you are traveling to visit family who begged you to come down, you decide to take a pit-stop break at a small Texan town on Route 66. This was your first stop in any considerable amount time but it has a lot of southern charm, and one cowboy you grab your eye is ALL southern and lots, and I mean lots, of charm. I guess you can say you two went on a date too.

You grabbed your bags as you waited for the train to finally pause on its tracks and for the conductor to confirm everyone can leave. It had been a super long train ride, not being helped at all by the dizzy feeling of motion sickness you had mid-train ride. While gathering your things, you sighed. How long was it to go from South Carolina to California? You thought while looking out the window.

Desert. A town surrounded by sand, dead trees, and cacti. What a great first look at Texas. Although, you couldn't really complain. It was time to stretch your legs and sleep on an actual bed... If there is a motel here, you weren’t one-hundred percent sure what was even in this town. I mean, there has to be a place to eat, especially since you were starving. What food could be there? Fries maybe... or even grilled cheese... you are in texas so there has to be barbeque.

You were interrupted by your thoughts by the train conductor speaking. “Everyone is now free to leave! There is a restaurant for your hungry folks, a nearby motel, a gas station, and of course the train station! The next train will be here tomorrow morning heading more south..”

His voice started fading from your ears as you stood up, trying to move through the slightly crowded hallway. You held onto your bag tightly, so as to not lose what you have, as you pushed through groups of people. Before you knew it, you were outside in the Texas sun. It was decent, not too hot and not too windy.

“Now... where is…” you asked yourself while walking out of the train station to locate the restaurant. “Oh, there it is!” you said happily, fixing your bag before starting to walk to the restaurant. You had no idea last time you had a full meal, I mean yeah you brought snacks for the train but that couldn't be counted as a meal. You looked around at the people in this town and you were very out of place. People here wore old western clothes. Boots, cowboy hats, and some had lassos on their belts. It was like you were in an actual western movie.

While looking at everyone, you caught the eye of a certain cowboy. He wore a red poncho with a brown hat and lots of facial hair. He also has a lot of metal on him. ‘He must get hot in all of that... And his hand is also robotic?’ you asked yourself as he started to walk your way. Your eyes raised up to the man's face, a slight nervousness coming up. You weren't nervous because of his good looks, but because he saw you looking at him. He started to walk to you, a southern chuckle emerging from his lips as he finished the cigar he was smoking, throwing it on the ground and stomping on it.

You fixed your posture and put up a nervous grin, hoping he wouldn't yell at you for staring.. Although it would be acceptable, I mean, you would do the same. “Someone seems to like our town,” he said in a teasing tone while you looked up at him nervously. “Sorry I was staring, I’ve never been here before and I just am surprised everyone here wears cowboy hats and stuff” you explained as the Cowboy laughed slightly more.

“You've never been here before? Well may I welcome such an attractive person like yourself to this little town I call home?” he asked, bowing with open arms for a moment before standing up and placing his hand on the holster of his gun. You were taken aback by how flirtatious he was being right now, I mean, calling you attractive in less than a minute of meeting? You gave a nervous laugh while covering your face slightly. “It’s an honor to be here, Mister…?” you asked, lowering your hand as you started to process how hungry you actually were. “Cole, Cole Cassidy at your service,” he replied, tilting the brim of his hat to you. “Sorry for the conversation change but I haven’t eaten an actual meal in fucking forever- is that café any good?” you asked, pointing to the only restaurant in sight.

“The Panorama Diner? Oh yeah, it’s good… As good as a place in the middle of nowhere can be” he laughed, turning his body to the diner. “Hey, do you wanna eat with me? I’ll pay for your meal if you agree, stunning traveler” he half-joked, starting to walk to the diner. Obviously, you agreed, I mean, free food and the ability to go on an unofficial date with a handsome cowboy, it’s a win-win! “It would be an honor to be on a date with someone who has all the southern charm in the world” you replied, quickening your pace to catch up with Cole.

“So, where are you going up to? Arizona? Washington? Or are you here to stay in this little town with little ol’ me?” Cole asked with a raised eyebrow, leaning towards you before leaning back to normal. You laughed, fixing the bag around your body. “Despite the fact I would love to stay here with you, I have to go to California to visit family!” you replied with a laugh, shoving your hands into your pockets. “Damn, looks like you have a whole lotta more ways to go, but I ain’t the one to question why someone goes places” he laughed, his smile growing slightly as you two stepped up the stairs of the Diner.

The Diner didn’t look that bad, and I mean it was busy so it had to be good. “Oh, by the way,” he stopped in front of the door to look at you. “I may be a little bit popular here, so if you see people looking at you they aren’t in awe of how breathtaking you look, they just are wondering why you were chosen to go out with me” he jokingly said, nudging your arm with his elbow before laughing. Cole opened the door and motioned for you to go inside first. You stepped in, the smell of food overwhelming your nose, the coolness of the building that contrasted the outside dryness, and the talk of the people was the best thing ever to your right now.

The two of you walked in and seated yourselves, Cole grabbed a menu as the two of you were heading to a booth next to a window. You sat opposite each other. Cole handed you a menu and you glanced over it, all the food options looked so good. “Hey- what do you always get here?” you asked as Cole looked up from his hand resting on the table. “I get the pie, but if you want a good meal,” he began, leaning over the table and pointing to the ‘Texan Charmer’ which was a burger and fries. “Now that's what I normally get” He laughed looking up at you. You met eyes with him as he leaned back down with a growing smile. “I think I’ll get that, and maybe an apple pie after. If you say it's good it has to be, right?” you jokingly asked him as he laughed. “I mean, if I say something is good in any sense, it’s one hundred percent true,” he half-joked, causing you to give a small chuckle.

Cole raised his hand up to have a waitress, the only waitress, come over and take the orders of both of you. This gave both of you time to talk and get to know each other. “So, why did you ask me out to go eat?” you asked, leaning on the table a bit towards Cole. “Well- Unlike everyone else on that train you were alone and caught my eye,” He said, a bit nervously, clearing his throat. “And I didn’t want anyone else to try anything on ya, since there are few gangs and stuff here” he explained, looking away from you. “Wow that- that’s sweet of you, it’s honestly a surprise,” you laughed, causing Cole to grumble a bit as the food was brought and placed on the tablet with your drinks.

You looked at the food in awe after thanking the waitress. “This smells so good,” you stated, grabbing some fries and putting them in your mouth. “Everything here is a homemade, fun fact!” he replied, grabbing a fry with his robotic arm. “Hey, that’s mine!” you jokingly said while leaning over to get it back. “And who's paying for your food again?” he asked in a teasing tone, raising his hand slightly out of reach. You reached for the fry one more time before leaning back with a fake annoyed look. “Hey, don’t worry buttercup,” he started, eating the stolen fry. “You have plenty more fries to eat on that plate of yours... In the meantime though,” he changed the subject to his food, his apple pie.

The two of you ate in general silence, only talking or commenting on the food once or twice. “Is that pie any good?” you asked cole with a raised eyebrow, already finished your burger and most of your fries. “Best I've ever had actually,” he laughed, taking another bite with his fork. “If you want a bite just ask, I’m... I’m not hungry anymore,” he said, looking away from you as he pushed the pie and his fork toward you. “No way am I eating this myself, especially when I can share it with a handsome cowboy like yourself,” you flirted, sticking your tongue out at him as he chuckled. “Fine then, guess I can’t miss the opportunity to eat with someone as stuntin’ like yourself, darlin’,” he replied, his southern accent coming through in that sentence.

So, as stated, the two of you shared the desert together. You were more flustered than he was, never really sharing food like that with a stranger- or more of a new friend. Crush maybe? You didn’t know what was the right thing to call him as of current. After he had paid for both of your meals, you two decided to head out. You had to get a motel room so he decided to walk with you. It was sundown, so you assumed Cole wanted to be ‘protective’ of you. It was slightly comforting. As you walked Cole lit a cigar.

“So, how long did ya say you were staying here?” he asked you, putting the cigar in his mouth. “Just until the next train comes here,” you replied, taking a step closer to Cole, finding comfort in him the more you two hung out together. “I think the next train will be here tomorrow afternoon,” you added. Cole nodded silently as you spoke, taking the cigar out of his mouth for a moment to have fresh air before putting it back. “Hey- will you at least see me before you leave?” he asked nervously, clearing his throat. “I would- I want to exchange numbers... In case you wanna come to visit” he said, changing his demeanor from nervous to flirtatious. “Or if you wanna spend the night at my place, you're free too.” You laughed, nodding your head as you leaned your whole upper body on him as you two walked to the motel.

“Despite the fact I would love to spend the night with you, maybe another day” you replied, opening the door to the motel check-in. Cole dropped his cigar and stomped it out as you asked for a one-night motel room. It was pretty quick to get you one, which you were glad for. Cole followed you to your hotel room, watching as you unlocked the door and threw your bag in real quickly.

“Well, Darlin’... It was nice spending the day with you. Tomorrow I'll stop by to say goodbye, yeah?” he asked, cupping your cheek with a chuckle. You smiled, grabbing his face with your hands and leaning his face towards you, the smell of cigar almost making you lean back. “I guess i will be waiting then” you smiled, leaning your face forward and giving him a cheek kiss, moving your hands as he stood slightly shocked, and a bit offended you didn’t kiss him on the lips. But I mean, you can’t have him be too eager, now can you?

You walked into the motel, turning to Cole with a grin.

“See you tomorrow, Darlin’!”

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nori-writes · 1 year

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Hii! I was wondering if you could do either headcanons or a small fic for; Cassidy with a chubby fem s/o? It could go from how they met to the established relationship but anything would be great ^^

Cassidy x Chubby!Fem!Reader

Cassidy x Reader

W/C: 850+

A/N: Oh my god! Thank you so much for the request, I would love to write more like this! I really hope I did your ideas justice. One last thing, while writing this I did also write an angst/comfort that goes along with this fic, I’ll be posting that soon! (also I don’t know how far into the future OW2 is after OW1 disbanded, I’ve seen some places say only a year and others say 2-3 years, for the sake of this we’re going to say 2-3 years) Tysm anon!

You guys met between Overwatch 1 and 2!

He met you in a small bar at night.

When you guys met you were sat alone at the bar.

He is flirty, but a gentleman of course, he asked to sit next to you,

You said yes

Why wouldn’t you

“What is such a lovely lady doing sitting here all alone?” A gruff voice said behind you. As you turned around you were met with a man who looked to be about six foot with a cowboy appearance which held a smile, that of which you returned.

“I just came out alone, needed some time to myself, you’re open to sit here though, as long as you aren’t a creep,” You let out with a little laugh at the end.

He held a hand to his chest taking an offended look to his face, “Me? A creep, never,” He said, removing his hat and taking his seat next to you, “I’m Cassidy, Cole Cassidy.”

“Y/N L/N,”

Cassidy held a glass in his hand taking a sip, “Quite the beautiful name that fits a beautiful person.”

You felt your face heat up at his comment, “You’re hilarious, but I don’t know about all that cowboy.”

His phone buzzed in his pocket and he took it out, scanning it before quickly finishing his drink, “I’m sorry to quickly cut this off but, I’ve gotta go. But, it’s been lovely meeting you even if it wasn’t for long. Would ya mind if I asked for your number?”

Who were you to say no? “Of course,” you said with a smile, pulling out an old receipt from your purse and a pen, writing your number on the back of it, and handing it to him.

He gave you a quick smile thanking you before heading on his way, not forgetting to text you that night.

After you guys talk for awhile you learn about Overwatch and such

You guys also finally go out!!!!

You choose where you want to go on a first date, he’s totally down for anything you want to do.

He is literally the perfect significant other after you two are together for a while.

He loves contact with you, cuddling? No need to ask, he’s already there.

He loves laying on your stomach, thighs, anywhere and everywhere he just loves it.

He can and will cup your face for the lil smoosh look (That’s the best i can describe it i hope that makes sense)

He finds it absolutely adorable!

Ever upset about how you look? He will literally sit there for hours talking about how much he loves every single atom of your body.

He would kiss your body up and down if that’s what he needed to do to get his point across to you.

Don’t even get him started with pet names, Pumpkin, darlin’, sweetheart, doll, sugar, and so so so many more

PDA? Yes. Your his, nobody else’s, he’s gotta let everyone know

He doesn’t get jealous, just protective

He totally gets jealous

By the time Overwatch is back together you guys have been together for a couple years.

You’re not an agent but you two do still live together.

It is canon that Cassidy loves chubbiness and you cannot argue, it’s final.

Your eyes slowly drifted open from the feeling of a pair of arms being wrapped around you and Cassidy’s resting figure flooding into your sight. All you could do was appreciate mornings like this. Mornings where Cole was home, he was in no rush to leave or get ready. It was just you and him.

You took in his figure, his silky chocolate brown hair in a bedhead type state with an ethereal expression, you wished you could stay like this forever. Moments like these only to be interrupted by the growling of your stomach.

As you tried to make your way out of bed you realised that Cassidy’s arms still had their hold around your body. You gave Cole a small little shake, attempting to wake him up, a hum to be let out as his eyes opened immediately fixating his gaze onto you.

“Will you let you out please?” You asked with pleading eyes, much to no avail.

The male let out a groan before a deep, gravely morning voice of his tiredly spoke, “Five more minutes…” The end of his words trailed off as sleep began to take over him again.

You shook him again this time with a whine attached, “Baby please, I’m hungry. I’ll come right back, I promise,” You wiggled but his grip around you only tightened at your attempts.

“Five more minutes sweetheart, then you can go get whatever food you want, alright?”

You nodded to his words, “But only five,” you said, finally agreeing, “no more than that.”

Content with your answer Cole found his head laid onto your chest. However, you knew five minutes was never only five minutes. But, a couple extra minutes in the morning with your lover never killed anyone.

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gaycragula · 1 year

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Art by yy6242 on DeviantArt

There was a collection of ingredients and materials on the counter in front of you. Bowls, spoons, pans, flour, sugar, the basic materials for a cake. Mercy had asked you to make one, and she told Cassidy to help.

Said cowboy was in the cupboard looking for the actual cake mix. You’d been waiting for what seemed like forever before you groaned. “God Cass, did you get lost in there?” You ask, heading over to the small closet in the corner of the kitchen.

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l0serloki · 1 year

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you probably know who i am at this point <3 but i love it so much as it’s addicting bro- so, if you do not mind, please, kindly, can i ask for Cassidy with a s/o who loves his accent/voice (i personally have a slight southern accent lol, it comes out really bad when i’m upset or talking quickly)

tysmmm, i love you and your works so much! <3

Cole Cassidy Accent HC's

CW : A bit sexual in the blurb (heated kissing, lmao), uhh GN!Reader

A/N : I LOVE YOU TOO!! I STOPPED WHAT I WAS WRITING TO DO THIS BECAUSE IT WAS SUCH A GOOD IDEA. ALSO,,, I have a southern accent too - I tried getting rid of it but.. same as you, it comes out in some words/quick talking/upset LMFAO. Southern siblings unite T-T

I feel like his accent gets worse as his emotions get high

He has random words that don’t even sound like English (I.E. washcloth/warshclarth, aisle/ai-ill, quiet/kwai-eit.)

If you point it out he will constantly remember it and try to not flare his accent as much/or over-flare it depending on the mood. (I feel like he can get flustered and embarrassed with his accent. He definitely has had people call him stupid for it.)

It makes him flustered when you compliment him though!! His face gets all red and he won’t meet your eyes (such a cutie)

He’ll read to you or tell you stories about his missions before bed because he knows you love it and it calms you. He’s just glad you feel safe with him and love him to that degree!!

Be prepared for the pet names too. I feel like the regular ones he uses are sugar, sweet thang, or buttercup. He’s quite the smooth talker ;^)

Overall, he’s such a sweetheart and it makes his heart soar that you love his accent!! Please give this man compliments, he deserves them <3

“Sugar, where did our blanket go?” Cass had moved, rummaging around in the bedroom drawer. You felt a grin appear on your face, his thick accent making you giddy. You continued to watch his failed attempt to find the blanket, hands thrown up in a defeated sigh.

You giggled as he climbed into bed, arm yanking you into him. His lips brushed against your cheek, pressing light kisses to the flesh. “What’re ya’ laughin’ at, huh? You think I’m funny or something?” His eyebrow shot up, and you could only cackle harder at the look. “Yeah, considering you’re laying in the blanket you were looking for.” Cassidy’s whiskey hues glanced down at the bedsheets, face going red. “You done made me for a fool, huh? What a little minx.” His rough hands splayed at your waist, pulling you in for a soft kiss.

“Mm, you taste good buttercup.” Cassidy separated, eyes meeting yours. Your hand migrated to his fluffy locks, lips kissing at his browline. “Your accent is cute. Keep talking like that and you’ll have me wrapped around your finger even more..” His breath hitched, eyes looking at anything but you. “Yeah yeah, whatever ya’ say. I ‘preciate it, sweetpea.” His awkwardness was a new sight. You rubbed circles into his chest, easing his anxieties, as the two of you drifted off to sleep.

Who knew that your confident man could be so shy when he got complimented? This opened a whole new world of opportunities for you..

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sheep-and-lykos · 6 months

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Downfall: Werewolf!Blackwatch!Jesse McCree x Fem!Reader

Chapter 7: What Big Claws You Have

"To lovers, the moon is a thing of beauty; But, to this man, it is a deadly curse." ~ Wolfman Jack

“McCree!” Reyes called out for him.

The night ops commander tried to grab onto Jesse’s arm as he fled, barely managing to snag a hold of the cowboy’s bicep by the skin on his teeth just before the fabric slipped from his fingertips. Jesse fled down the hallway, scrambling around the corner quickly and retreated back to his room. He could hear Reyes calling out for him, telling him to hold up, but Jesse needed to flee.

He nearly slammed against his door, hand shaking as he punched in his room’s pin number and almost fell inside when the door parted.

He felt like he was going to vomit.

He pressed his back against the door, hands flat on the metal and head pressing painfully against the cold slab of sliding steel. The room was spinning, tilting with every blink he rapidly took, the corners of his vision were starting to get a little dark. His eyes had started to sting again, the burning sensation flaring with every move his eyes made just like they did moments ago in front of that plant in Moira’s office.

He could feel the contents of his stomach bubbling, he could feel his organs twisting into sailor knots. His chest was tight, it felt like his ribs were going to all pop apart if his chest squeezed any tighter. It felt like he was getting pinned under Reinhardt’s hairy and very sweaty body again but ten times worse.

Jesse stumbled away from the door, barely able to catch himself on his dresser’s edge as his legs nearly gave out from under his brawny weight. His hands clawed at the roughened wood, worn from him carelessly tossing things like his gunbelt to bottles to his heavy ass armor onto it. He pushed himself up, forearms flexing as his back started to burn from the stretch of his muscles.

A low, pained groan forced its way past Jesse’s lips, his mouth hanging just barely open as his temples throbbed.

What the fuck was that plant?

Was he poisoned?

Jesse’s eyes fluttered open, wincing at how much the room was still spinning. He felt like he had just downed an entire bottle of the cheapest liquor the harsh American desert could off, something that could really cut through just about anybody with just one touch on the tongue. His stomach curled and coiled like it had just happened, too, acting as though it could purge itself at any second now.

Jesse forced himself to stand up on wobbling legs, leaning himself off of his dresser until he managed to stand on his own two feet without falling over. His steps were messy, heavy and slow like he was trying to walk on a tightrope to his bed. It looked like a cloud sent straight down from heave in his eyes.

Sleep.

That’s what he needed: Sleep. He would sleep and he would feel a whole lot better when he woke up.

It felt as though time had dripped on like hardened honey, every step felt like it took forever in his distorted vision until he finally reached his bed.

He collapsed against it, legs giving out on him once again as he basically fell face first against the covers. His body felt suddenly warm all over, the thick flannel beneath him cradled him like he was a baby, softly soothing his hazy mind until it had switched off to darkness.

Jesse suddenly opened his eyes. He was freezing cold, almost as though he had been dunked in a bath of ice cold water just to wake him from his slumber.

Except, he wasn’t sure he was sleeping… At least in his bedroom.

Jesse’s eyes opened up to see the stars above. Trees had speared upwards toward the sky from the corners of his vision, tall pines like spikes against the night blue sky. The full moon sat directly over his head, shining brightly, burning at his eyes the more he stared up at it.

He sat up with a short shout, his bare hands snatching up the soft grass that pillowed beneath him. He rubbed his arms against himself, hugging his body as it shivered in the night’s cold kissing breeze. Looking down, Jesse found that he was not in the uniform he was wearing just as he collapsed on his bed; Instead, he was in his usual sleepwear consisting of a well worn t-shirt and thin flannel sleeping pants. No wonder he was fucking freezing.

Jesse looked over his shoulder, doing his best to ignore the biting cold and how his breath puffs out like smoke before his eyes, looking along the trees that surrounded him as though they would suddenly produce answers with worried eyes. How did he get here? Why was he in different clothes?

Was this a dream?

Jesse felt his heart pounding all over his skin, his ears were full of static as his blood roared in his veins trying to keep him warm. His fingers were starting to feel a little tingly as he tucked them under his armpits for extra warmth.

He had to get out of here… wherever here was.

Jesse finally found it in himself to stand, his legs wobbling as he slowly stood up. He winced at the tightness all over his body, his joints popping and his head started to throb at the temples again.

He started for the trees, managing to get past an overgrown root poking out of the earth when he felt something shift in the air.

A branch snapping somewhere in the woods had Jesse turning on his heel, eyes pinned on the direction the sound had come from just on the other side of the clearing. It didn’t take a second glance to see a single yellow eye cutting through the darkness to scare the shit out of him. It felt like he had just been drowned in another ice bath just from looking at that one eye sitting amongst the tall pine trees.

He watched in horror as a large dog-like foot broke from the darkness and stepped into the clearing, dark claws churning up the dirt and grass as it put its full weight onto it. It slowly stepped out into the clearing, the rest of its body slowly being exposed in the pale moonlight. Jesse backed up further into the trees himself, for the one step the monster took towards him he took five back.

It looked a lot more different than their meeting in Washington.

It looked sickly. Its fur was matted and caked in what Jesse could only describe to be dry blood and possibly pus. Some parts of its body were hairless, completely missing patches while others had thinning fur across the skin, almost as though it had mange. It looked a lot skinnier and more lanky like it hadn’t been eating. There were more scars on its body, especially its face. The muzzle on that thing had horrible scratches carved in, some of its fangs were missing as it snarled at him in the trees. But it was still missing its eye and Jesse could spot the bullet he had shot into its shoulder just barely missing where the throat began.

Jesse nearly choked on his spit as it just stood there watching him. Why wasn’t it attacking him? Why wasn’t it trying to maul him like it did just last month? Why wasn’t it trying to finish the job?

Instead, it just continued to look at him with that fucking creepy ass eye that Jesse really couldn’t look away from. He knew the second he would look away, something would happen.

Jesse found it suddenly hard to breathe the longer he stood there glaring at the beast in front of him. He wasn’t freezing cold anymore, in fact, it was the opposite. His skin felt as though it was burning in the sun despite it being nearly pitch black where he stood.

And then he felt his heart sear inside of him.

Jesse choked on his breath, eyes widening as the air had been suddenly sucked out of his lungs. He tried to shout in pain only for nothing to come out. It felt like he had been stabbed in the heart, right in between his ribs as his lungs ached like they had been punctured. His legs gave out under him, falling to his knees as one of his forearms caught him before he faceplanted into the plush grass. His fingers snatched up the grass, tearing it from the hardened dirt as his back arched and his mouth hung open in a silent scream.

Another throb of his heart, another stabbing feeling-

But this time, Jesse found the air to cry out in agony.

He felt miserable.

Gloved fingers rubbed at exhausted eyes, pinching at the space between his brows as a soft groan emitted from the back of his throat. His mouth was drier than the dusty desert he once called home, his head was foggier than a night on the beach after it rained. There was still a dull pounding at the back of his skull, his temple still flared with pain when he grit and ground his back teeth.

The noises of the mess hall only made it worse. All of the talking and laughing and the scraping of metal utensils on ceramic plates, it grated at his ears and dwindled down his thinning nerves. Why did everything feel so loud all of a sudden?

Jesse pulled his cup of scalding hot coffee closer to him by the rim, nearly splashing out the dark liquid from how rough he was. Coffee was probably the last thing he needed right now save for the cigarettes he had just smoked right before coming in here, but he needed something to keep him up after the nightmare that had woken him up in the middle of the night.

It felt too real for comfort. Jesse swore he could still feel the stabbing pain in his chest whenever he would move a certain way, especially when bending over.

He blinked slowly, moving his hand away from his face as he looked around the mess hall filled to the brim with Overwatch agents. He knew most of them, obviously, but it felt like there were more packed in today than ever. He could make out the few key members mingling with the regular soldiers, but he couldn’t quite make you out in the crowd just yet.

Jesse raised the mug of blazing hot coffee that was literally just made not even two minutes ago to his lips and knocked back at least half of the bitter goodness before setting his mug back down on the table. His throat burned but he really didn’t care. He needed to be awake; If he was awake, he wouldn’t have nightmares like last night.

Right?

Jesse raised his mug again, quickly swallowing the rest of its contents before placing the mug back down and leaning back in his chair, pushing the empty mug to the center of the table to deal with later.

His eyes wandered to the long line for food only getting longer as most of the soldiers went back for seconds by this time - Reinhardt was probably on his fourth plate by now. His stomach turned and twisted at the sight of steaming hot food piled onto plates. He felt ravenous as though he hadn’t eaten in days, but just the thought of eating made him feel sick to his stomach. The smells alone really weren’t helping him at all, but the coffee machine in the Blackwatch wing was currently out of order.

Some of the smells toyed with his nose, smelling like heaven served up on a silver platter. He wanted to so badly devour something right now. Maybe a steak, bloody rare with mashed potatoes and green beans. Just the thought of a big juicy steak made his mouth start to water. The thought of a blue rare steak briefly crossed his mind.

Another mug of steaming hot coffee was placed right in front of him by a gentle hand. Following the striking blue Overwatch uniform sleeve up, Jesse found you attached to it. You had your own cup in your other hand, a soft smile spread across your face.

“Mind if I sit with you, cowboy?” you hummed.

“Please,” Jesse’s voice was soft, barely audible over the ruckus that surrounded you both.

You sat across from him, stirring your coffee with a spoon as you eyed him with worry painted on your face.

“Didn’t sleep well last night?” You weren’t there, you were on a later shift stuck doing paperwork all night long. Jesse missed your presence in his room, in his bed. His heart sank when he woke up and you weren’t there pressed up against him. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

“I had a bad dream,” he shrugged.

“You’ve been having those a lot lately. Did you tell Angela?” You hesitated before asking the question you knew he wouldn’t like. “Moira?”

Just hearing that woman’s name made Jesse’s skin crawl. He still couldn’t get over what happened yesterday. He spent a good ten minutes looking in his bathroom mirror when he woke up, staring intently at his eyes to see if they would do it again but they never did. What was that fucking plant and why did it do that to him?

“No and hell no.” Jesse sipped at his coffee. “Angela’s busy, I don’ wanna bother her.”

“She’s worried about you.” You stopped stirring your coffee. “I’m worried about you.” Your words made Jesse’s heart sink in his chest to his stomach. Your hand slowly reached out across the table to place itself on to his own. He couldn’t help but look up into your eyes, really seeing how worried you are. “Are you okay? I know you don’t want to talk about what happened, but I know this is all happening because of it. Right?”

“Darlin’, ‘m sorry.”

“You said you were going to tell me what happened, but you never got the chance to. Either you get pulled away or I do. I’m really worried about you Jess. You’ve been acting… weird.”

Your words made the knots in his gut tighten more. He never did get to tell you what happened, how he was basically a human squeaky toy for a big hairy monster and how he’s been having nightmares and weird cravings and all of this weird shit. What even would you say? What could you even do?

“I know, and ‘m so sorry pumpkin.” Your eyes were so full of worry and love that it felt like Jesse had just gotten punched in the stomach. “We’re here now. I can tell ya.”

“You don’t to, I’m just worried is all-”

“No,” he stopped you. He looked around the mess hall, his eyes locking on Moira who was already looking in his general direction. He saw the way she eyed between the two of you, eyes narrowing in thought. It sent shivers down his spine being in her sights. “Let’s go back to our room, I’ll tell ya there.”

Jesse stood up from his chair and offered you his hand which you took quickly. He lead you out of the mess hall, weaving through people and dodging chairs and tables before you both broke free from the noisy crowd. The walk back to your bedroom was mostly silent, just the sounds of both of your boots connecting with the metallic flooring filling the void until you reached his door. Once the door slid open, you both walked in and sat down on the bed next to each other.

Jesse felt like he was going to throw up. Not from pain, but from panic this time. How was he going to explain this to you?

You picked up on his unease, placing your hand right back onto his own as it grabbed at the edge of the bed. Just your touch alone soothed him, his shoulders stopped tensing.

“What happened in Washington, Jess?”

You gave him the beginning, all he needed to do was give you the middle and the end.

“Talon was usin’ an old base for somethin’. Overwatch was investigating but they needed to bring us in. When we got there, it was like a ghost town. Even saw where they set up camp, but it was a wreck. We had to go on foot to the base and it was in worse condition. We all got separated and…” Jesse had to stop. His throat felt dry again, and a little scratchy too. “I found ‘em. I found ‘em all.”

“Overwatch?”

“And Talon.”

Your eyebrows were thrown up as shock overtook your features.

“You don’t mean-”

“Dead. All of ‘em. The entire Overwatch team and probably all of Talon in that base.” Jesse felt sick to his stomach as he thought back. All of that blood splattered across that entire room. All of the gore flashing in front of his eyes like he was still back there. You squeezed his hand, reassuring his racing heart as it pounded in his ears. “I found what killed ‘em all.”

Shock quickly replaced itself with fear on your face. You knew exactly what he meant by ‘what’ not being ‘who.’

“What was in that base?”

Jesse shook his head, his throat feeling like it was closing up as the nightmarish memories haunted his vision. Those wicked claws, those crooked teeth, those putrid yellow eyes. And the smell. Oh God, the smell.

“Some kinda monster they made got out. Killed ‘em all then came after me.”

Jesse wanted to kick himself right in the ass. Why did he say monster? The horrified look on your face said it all. He caught you suddenly staring at his shoulder that he got bit on before looking back at his face.

The reality was starting to settle in Jesse’s gut.

Was it really a werewolf? Was he actually bitten by a werewolf?

Fear stabbed right through him just like in his nightmare as the terrifying thought crossed his mind: Is he going to turn into one?

No. There’s no fucking way. Werewolves are just a myth, a story, a made up thing to put in trashy monster movies. They’re not real. Whatever it was that attacked him was not a damn werewolf. It’s impossible.

He felt your hand caress his face, stroking at his stubbled jaw before turning his face to look at you by his chiseled chin. The moment your eyes met, Jesse felt that raging fear in his heart start to quell. You knew exactly how to calm him down.

He could smell the coffee on your breath, see the exhaustion in your eyes, feel the warmth of your skin on his. Just being here with you felt intoxicating.

There was that sweet smell again, that smell that was like heaven on earth that Jesse swore up and down that it had to be your perfume. It lulled his tense nerves, it fogged up his rattled mind. It smelled of the most luxurious chocolate out there in the world, like the sweetest of wines, like the most delectable fruit that he wanted to sink his teeth into.

He suddenly pressed his lips against yours, shocking you but you didn’t pull away. Jesse’s hands found your waist and tugged you in close, your hands reaching out to grab ahold of Jesse’s uniform for support at the edge of the bed. He nearly pulled you onto his lap before rolling you until your back was on the mattress. He hadn’t made the bed after his fitful sleep from last night, the flannel blanket was a rumpled mess beneath you as he straddled you by the waist. You broke from the kiss, placing your hands on Jesse’s broad shoulders to stop him before he could swipe another kiss from you.

“Don’t you have stuff to do today?” you worried.

“They can wait,” was all he said before his hungry lips found your once again.

You moaned as his rough stubble scratched nicely at your skin, how his hands fumbled with your chest and squeezed your breasts through your uniform. God, he wanted to rip it off of you so badly. He wanted to take you right here and right now but he couldn’t. You were right, after all. He didn’t know how much time he had until someone came to track him down.

Your hands snaked up to Jesse’s hair, knocking off his hat onto the bed and snagging a hold of his hair. Your fingers carded into his thick locks, tugging on the strands that needed a cut, scratching lightly at his scalp as he growled against your lips. He sank his teeth into your bottom lip, begging you to let him in which you graciously offered. Your tongues collided and danced together as he tried to explore your warm mouth. You’ve taken both his tongue and his dick so many times, and every time felt like pure perfection.

You couldn’t help but buck your hips up, getting a rise out of Jesse. He felt his cock start to tingle with life, slowly starting to press up against his boxers the more you moaned and whimpered and sighed as you made out with him. To keep his calm, Jesse snatched at the headboard, his nails biting into the wood as his other hand remained on your breast, kneading it passionately and pinching at your nipple to pebble it. He wanted to lick and bite at your tits so badly, to feel their soft warmth and weight in his hands, to pull such illicit moans from your mouth for him to swallow.

His hand started to cramp up from how tight his hand clamped against the headboard, his fingers started to ache.

A firm knock on the door startled you both, Jesse’s head shooting up to stare at the headboard in front of him and looking directly at his trembling hand clamped over the wood while you tried to calm your breathing.

“McCree, you in there?” It was Reyes, now, at a very, very bad time. “McCree, we need to talk. Get out here.” Jesse went to unlatch his hand from the headboard only to find that his fingertips were hard to remove, tugging back when he pulled on them until they popped out. Fear had quickly shot right through his entire body at the sight of long nails at the end of his fingers, slightly pointed and darker than his natural nail color. “McCree! I’m not gonna say it again!”

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