#jesse mccree x reader

[mythicmin]

Overwatch NSFW Alphabet(s)

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𝑱𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒄𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒆 / 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒚

A = Aftercare ;

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

B = Body part ;

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

C = Cum ;

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

D = Dirty secret ;

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

E = Experience ;

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

F = Favorite position ;

Doggie. Need I say more?

G = Goofy ;

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

H = Hair ;

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

I = Intimacy ;

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

J = Jack off / Masterbate ;

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

K = Kink ;

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

L = Location ;

Anywhere.

M = Motivation ;

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

N = No ;

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

O = Oral ;

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

P = Pace ;

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

Q = Quickie ;

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

R = Risk ;

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

S = Stamina ;

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

T = Toys ;

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

U = Unfair ;

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

V = Volume ;

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

W = Wild card ;

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

X = X-ray ;

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

Y = Yearning ;

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

Z = Zzz ;

Always waits until you’re asleep first.

god i love this man.

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

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[theres-a-body-here]

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

You never specified the tone of the fic  😈 😈 😈

Cole Cassidy x Male!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

Stubborn, just as you were in Deadlock.

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

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

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

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

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

"Consider it a parting gift, darlin'"

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

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

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

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

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

"Talon will strengthen humanity."

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

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

You truly believed Talon was helping the world.

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

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

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

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

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[tonberry-yoda]

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

totally havent been thinking about this man all day 👀

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

he's just a big baby

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

will let you wear his hat

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

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

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

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

throw his cigars

just do it

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

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

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

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@tonberry-yoda

#i love this cowboy omg #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #my writing #<3 #overwatch #overwatch 2 #ow #ow2 #overwatch x reader #overwatch 2 x reader #ow x reader #ow2 x reader #cole cassidy #cole cassidy x reader #jesse mccree #jesse mccree x reader #have a good night everyone!

[all-gummed-up-inside]

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

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

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[nori-writes]

Ramblings

Cole Cassidy x Reader

Hanzo Shimada x Reader

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

W/C: 350+

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

Cassidy

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

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

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

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

Nope.

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

“Gonna keep goin’ sweetheart?”

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

Of course you obliged.

Hanzo

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

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

He definitely asks himself what he did to deserve you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Why’d you stop?”

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

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

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[l0serloki]

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

tysm <3

Jealous OW Character HCs

(Cassidy, Moira, Kiriko, Hanzo)

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

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

Cassidy : 

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

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

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

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

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

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

Just kiss him and make him feel special LMAO

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

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

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

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

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

Moira : 

My gal’s a MENACE

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

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

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

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

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

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

“So then you-”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kiriko : 

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

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

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

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

“See, it was that simple babe!”

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

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

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

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

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

“Anything my little troublemaker wants.”

Hanzo : 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Whatever you say, Hanzo.”

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[yoditopascal]

Always

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Your breathing was starting to get better.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[heisendaddysimpswritings]

『Heat, Hunger and Desire』

summary: you and cole spend a hot summer day in your little home, not expecting the heat to take over both of your minds

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pairing: Cole Cassidy x fem!Reader

type: nsfw | one-shot

tw: smut, daddy kink, oral (m receiving), biting kink, cas being a little dip shit

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"Shit, 's so hot!"

Your boyfriend let himself fall down on the couch, sipping every last bit of the cold delicious water out of his glass, pouting when it got empty quicker than he wanted it to.

"With pointing out the obvious the heat won't dissappear, Cole..."

"Shut yer mouth. 's too hot for ya comments."

You chuckled. Normally he'd say something back and make fun of you but the heat seemed to even knock his brain out, not only his body. Speaking of later, you couldn't help but stare the whole time at his chest and the outlines of his dick in boxers. It was surely a sight to see Cole almost completely naked. And even though you were turned on by the sight the heat took all your energy away to do anything.

What you didn't noticed though were his own eyes lingering on the curves and features of your body. Only the sight of your bra-less breasts in that tight tanktop of yours and your thighs getting sqeeuzed by your shorts made him already rock hard. Despite the heat his appetite for you didn't disappear. Cassidy swallowed hard as he watched you lean forwards to grab your glass, your breasts jiggling with the motion of your body.

Oh how he'd love to rip that shirt and shorts of yours apart and ravish you right there on the couch. Bending you over one of the arm rests and pound his cock into your tight hole. But the sudden growling of your stomach snatched him out of his sinful thoughts.

" 's something? Ya hungry?"

You nodded.

"Haven't eaten anything since breakfast and that was a couple of many hours ago."

"I’m hard and yer hungry, which ya think's more important right now?"

You were taken by surprise as he spoke those words.

"My hunger, Cole, to be honest with you-"

"Incorrect, the right answer's my cock. Let’s kill two birds with one stone."

Your yelp as you felt his hands reach for your hips and heaved you up onto his lap, his hard cock pressing against your core, almost sounded like a moan.

"Atta girl."

You blushed at his words. Both of you knew how much Cassidy loved it when you're vocal and let him hear how much you're enjoying what he's doing.

As you looked at him you couldn't help but get turned on by the lust that had taken over his eyes and the cocky smirk plastering his face.

Another moan escaped your throat as you felt him moving your hips over his, his cock rubbing delicately over your clothed private parts.

"Such a good girl. Let daddy hear how much ya enjoying his cock."

You felt your knees getting weak and your core becoming even more wet as you heard him say those words. He exactly knew how to make you putty in his hands. Speaking of hands, another, this time louder, moan erupted from you when his hands got under your top and trailed upward to your breasts to pinch hard on your nipples.

"Fuck, ya sound so adorable!"

You couldn't help but rock your hips against his when you felt his dick twitch in his boxers. A, this time loud as fuck, moan left your throat when Cassidy started to thrust himself into you, dry humping the two of you, making both of you just even more needy and desperate for each other.

"Please, no teasing. Please! Just fuck me already!"

Sobbing you buried your face into the crook of his neck as you spoke those words.

"Shit, daddy just can't resist when his girl begs him like that!"

With one swift movement he had the both of you undressed, putting you down onto the floor to rest between his legs, his rock hard dick now being only a few centimetres aways from your face. The sight of precum dripping down his shaft and the smell of arousal turned you on even more. Cassidy didn't even need to say anything when you started to give the head of his cock kitten licks, drawing hot breathy moans from his lips.

"God, my girl knows exactly what daddy wants, gotta reward her for that."

Hearing those words made you eager for what he'll give you, finally taking his dick into your mouth and bobbing your head up and down. Your hands wandered up to his balls, giving them a few tight squeezes before deep throating him, almost making yourself gag from the sudden intrusion in your throat. As you did so you could hear a low growl come from Cassidy, encouraging your doings.

But before you could continue giving him head, his hand found it's way onto your scalp, taking a fist full of your hair in his hand and pulling on it to make you look up to him.

As you looked him in the eyes you noticed a almost feral look has taken over his normally smug features, seemingly you riled him up enough for him to change his default expression.

"Be a good girl and sit on daddys cock, will ya?"

He didn't have to tell you twice before you practically jumped up and got into his lap, the tip of his dick grazing your wet core before you sank down onto it, his thickness spreading your tight hole, making you feel like he's going to split you in half. You moaned as his tip reached the deepest spot of your insides, but so did he.

Cassidy didn't give you any time to accommodate to the slightly painful feeling of him inside you, slamming his cock in and out of your tight hole at a brutal pace.

You felt your walls clamping down onto Cassidys cock, it twitching inside of you from the sudden tightness.

"God, yer cunt's so tight."

You yelped in pain when Cassidy sunk his teeth into your shoulder, drawing blood from the small wound he had left there, licking over it as if to say sorry. But even so you couldn't deny it being hot as fuck and getting you closer to your climax.

"Cole, I'm getting close!"

"So am I pumpkin. Hold on a lil' longer, will ya? Then we'll come together."

You nodded frantically. You loved when the two of you came together in unison, when his hot load fills up your hole while your own climax rushes through your body.

Cassidys thrusts became sloppier and irregular, the steady rhythm he had going on quickly fading away. All he had in mind was making you come so he can feel your walls milking him as he shoots his load inside of you.

Suddenly his feet slipped on the hard wooden floor making him slip down a bit, his dick suddenly taking a new position inside of your pussy, hitting a, unkown to you both, new spot inside of you, making your come in an instant, your fluids gushing out of you and all over his private parts and lap as your screamed out his name. For Cassidy it only needed another sloppy thurts before he reached his climax, his own cum painting your spasming walls white, mixing with your fluids on his lap.

The only thing that can be heard now where the irratic breaths of both of you, your chests heaving up and down, trying to catch your breaths as you two came down from your highs.

"Fuck babe, ya felt so good."

You let yourself fall forward onto his chest, your hands snaking around his neck.

"We should go showering."

"Only a few minutes of cuddling, please."

A low chuckle could be heard from Cassidy as his own hands found a way into your own body, pressing you closer to himself. Without noticing a tiredness overcame you and let you drift off to sleep.

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#overwatch 2 #overwatch #ow2 #jesse mccree #cole cassidy #overwatch smut #cole cassidy x reader #jesse mccree x reader #mccree smut #cassidy smut

[sporadically-writing]

Since it Halloween season could you do head cannons with overwatch mcCree genji and mercy about there love who is a werewolf and they been trying to hide from them and when they transform the bones of sound like they’re breaking when asked about it they say that is used to the pain and they no cure for it and reader thought there lover would leave them because they didn’t think there love would wanna be with a monster

Sure! Always down for some spooky stuff! I know you said headcanons but these just came to me!

Cassidy

Cole had been walking home from the grocery store when it had happened. He had been gone for a handful of days and figured he’d do something nice on his way home. The only problem with this was by the time he had wrapped up and finally made his way to your shared home, it was dark. Well, not dark.

The full moon had seen to that. 

Cole had always liked full moons when he was a kid, thought they were probably the nicest thing to look at. That changed a bit when he met you. Now it was second. 

He had snuck inside the house, cursing himself when the screen door swung back a little too quickly, closing his eyes and wincing at the loud crashing sound.

Well, you were probably awake now thanks to that. 

“Come on Cole, try a little harder” he had whispered to himself. He took at deep breath and walked in, making his way quickly to the kitchen. He set the groceries down and called, “Darlin’ I’m home!”

No response. Hm.

“Sweetheart? I’m sorry about the door! We can try fixin’ it tomorrow huh? I got ice cream!”

Nothing again.

Okay, now he was starting to get worried. Something was definitely wrong. Neither of you were heavy sleepers. He understood why he was like that, the amount of time he spent in the Deadlock Gang and then Blackwatch after, those walks of life don’t exactly lead to heavy sleeping. He never quite understood why you were the same though. He never asked you, figured you might not want to talk about. Especially after how jumpy you seemed to get every once and a while. 

Cole checked every room in the house and could not find hide nor hair of you. This wasn’t good. He knew he hasn’t been home and he had planned on making his trip home a surprise, there was no reason that you had to be home right now and it would have been wild if you would have called to tell him where you were. Maybe that was it, maybe you were just out.

He had one place left to check though. He stepped outside, looking around the perimeter of the small farmhouse. Nothing.

He was all set to go back inside and bounce his knee sitting on the couch, when he heard it.

A cry of pain and the snap of something sounding like bone coming from the barn. 

It wasn’t really a barn, more of a small glorified shed than anything else. 

There was no mistaking it, that was your voice crying out in pain and Cole Cassidy would be damned to Hell and back if he didn’t do something about it. He rushed to the doors, using his robotic arm to rip the lock and chain off the door. Had someone locked you in there? It didn’t really matter who or what had done what to you in that moment. Whatever it was, Cole was going to put a stop to it.

He kicked the door down and was slightly surprised to see no one else in there with you. You were panting and chained up but otherwise there wasn’t a scratch on you.

“Darlin’?” Cole asked, rushing to your side.

“No! Wait!” You cried, shuffling away, hiding your face as quickly as you could. Oh god. Oh god, no. He wasn’t supposed to see you like this. Not yet. Not until you were ready to tell him.

Cole didn’t stop though, he stepped closer to you and stopped you with a hand on your cheek.

“Sweetheart, who did this to you? It’s gonna be okay, you’re safe now.”

You sighed. Damn it. Why did he have to be so sweet?

“I did this, love.”

“What?”

“It should be about done now, there’s a key under that rock over there, that’ll get me out of here. I’ll explain after.”

Cole gently lifted your head for a moment. He was planning on listening, he just wanted to see your face first. Everything about you was the same. That same wonderful face he had fallen in love with, except your eyes. Instead of their natural color, they were a fading shade of amber.

You frowned and he understood.

Once you were free, you gave him a hug, letting him know that you were okay and hopefully to make him feel a bit calmer about the situation.

“Soooooooo,” you began about as awkwardly as your probably could’ve, “I guess you’ve figured out by now... I’m a werewolf...”

“Darlin’ are you okay?”

“What?”

“Are you alright, honey?”

“I’m not crazy if that’s what you-”

“No!” he interrupted, “No. I don’t think you’re crazy. That wasn’t what I was trying to say. Are you alright, you sounded like you were in pain, sweetheart.”

“That’s cause I was.”

The blankness in your response broke his heart.

“Darlin’“ he whimpered.

“It’s okay. I’m used to it.” When he didn’t respond you continued, “And there isn’t a cure if that’s what you’re thinking next. I’ve tried just about everything. Half of them only made it worse.” You sighed again, “I tried to keep it a secret for so long. ‘Course I’d screw it up sooner or later...”

“Why would you hide this from me, pumpkin?”

“Because I didn’t want you to leave!” You said, tears beginning to well in your eyes, “Because I was scared that you would be just like everybody else. That... that you... wouldn’t see me anymore... just the monster.”

“Now you stop that right now.”

“What?”

Cole scooted closer and closed the distance between the two of you grabbing your shoulders, “You are NOT a monster, do you understand me? However you got this, it isn’t your fault. Wouldn’t see you anymore, how could I not? I think about you all the time, darlin.’ You are smart, strong and braver than I could ever hope to be. I love you more than anything in this world, okay? And nothing, not even a little lycanthropy is gonna stop that, you hear me?”

Tears of a different kind started to flow from your eyes and Cole panicked.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay? Does it still hurt? Did I touch something I shouldn't've? Did I say something wrong?”

You finally had to shut him up with a kiss. “No. You said everything right.”

Genji 

Genji had known you for a while, you happened to be one of Zenyatta’s students alongside him. You had gotten there a little bit after he did and the two of you hit it off (once he was a little more friendly that is). 

He never asked you what you were there for, figuring that was personal. If you wanted to share it with him you would.

He wouldn’t find out until years later.

It was a particularly cold night outside the temple in Nepal. It was late, or was it early? Regardless of the grayness of descriptors for the time of night/morning it was, Genji had woken up. 

Zenyatta’s teachings, though helpful in healing the anger the Shimada had felt as a result of what his family had done to him, did not stop the nightmares from coming. They did, however, offer means of winding down after one. Genji had taken to taking walks after his nightmares, he found they cleared his head and given his armored body, the temperatures didn’t really effect him as they probably should. 

He had taken a nice, soothing walk around the grounds, breathing easier in the cold night air and enjoying the beauty of the untouched snow at night. He was also entertaining himself with thoughts of you. You see, the two of you had been engaging in tentative little courtship for the past year. The two of you were close to something, you were just focused on healing yourselves first.

Genji, despite the nightmare that had woken him, was having a relatively nice night. That was, until he found some tracks in the snow. 

They were strange, larger than any foot prints he had ever seen. They were also staggered strangely, as if the being they belonged to was in a great deal of pain. Genji quickly grabbed his weapons, just in case, and followed the prints where the led. 

They led to the mouth of a cave, the tracks stopping as soon as they reached the covered rock floor. Whatever made the tracks was inside. He was debating whether or not he should go inside to investigate when he heard a scream. 

It was your’s.

He rushed into action immediately, acting more on instinct than anything else, and charged into the cave.

He found you relatively quickly, you had not hidden yourself very well, assuming no one would follow you and, to be fair to yourself, dealing with quite a bit of pain. 

“Y/N?” Genji asked, rushing toward you.

“No! Stay away from me!”

He paused but did not move away.

“You weren’t supposed to know.”

The transformation was mostly finished at this point, but there was no way Genji didn’t see at least enough to know the truth. 

“I wasn’t supposed to know what?” he asked.

“That I’m cursed. That no matter how hard I try to heal, I will always be a beast.”

Genji sighed sadly, placing a hand softly on your shoulder. He pressed the button on the side of his mask and took it off, revealing his eyes. He looked serious.

He stared at you intensely and said, “Y/N, I’m a cyborg.”

Whatever tension you had tried to maintain, was broken instantly.

“What?” you asked, laughing slightly.

You were so caught up in your own miserable situation, coming off basically getting hit by a train with the amount of pain you usually went through, that you had never expected him to say that.

And the mischief in Genji’s eyes was enough to tell you that he also knew that.

Genji laughed as a smile you couldn’t see reached his eyes. “We all come here for our own reasons. All of us need to heal in one way or another. There is no time limit on how long it is supposed to take you. You will get there eventually, it will simply take time. And,” he added, “there is nothing wrong about your abilities. I think it’s cool! I wish I could turn into a dragon!”

“Alright,” you chuckled, “you’ve made your point.”

“Let’s get you out of the cold,” he said, noticing your shivers.

Mercy

For reasons unknown to Angela, you would never accept her as your doctor for checkups. You would always request Ana to check on you and patch you up. Angela didn’t have any reason to find this suspicious and she wasn’t even bothered by it really. She just figured you’d rather have Ana watch over you so she wouldn’t worry.

You always told her she worried too much. She couldn’t really help it though, she loved you and she wanted to make sure you were okay. You would do the same for her.

Things were a little shaky for the two of you sometimes. You had been a Blackwatch agent back in the day and despite all odds, the two of you found your way into a cozy little relationship. Angela always thought that it was Blackwatch’s worst kept secret that they really were a bunch of softies. Nothing wrong with that though. She loved it.

After the Swiss Base Incident, the two of you didn’t see each other for a long time. You both had tried to find each other when everything went haywire but you were both forced to evacuate before finding the other.

Now that the two of you had each other back, it was hard not to be at least a little worried about the other.

That translates into the field as well.

You both had been sent on the same mission along with a few other agents. The intel had been good on the outset. However, you found out that Murphy’s Law is constantly in effect no matter how well laid your plans are. 

You and Angela had gotten yourselves separated from the rest of your team, and, just to make matters so much worse, you were nearly surrounded. The cherry on top too, you could hear your allies calling frantically for your help over the comms. One of them was down. 

Weighing your options, you knew you really only had one card to play right now. Angela needed to get out of here and without a distraction, you knew that she couldn’t.

“Angela,” you told her, “You need to go.”

“What? What about you?!”

“I’ll be fine! Get to safety! I’ll meet up with you all when we’re done!”

“der Liebling, I’m not leaving you!”

You sighed out, looked back at her softly before you’re voice shifted. “Please, go!” The yell that came from you sounded much more like a growl by the time you were finished with it. Hair had already started growing on your arms. 

Angela gasped but got the message and she escaped while you and the abilities gained by your painful transformation covered her.

Once you had changed back you met back with the team as promised. Your quick thinking saved the mission actually. You couldn’t bare to look Mercy in the eyes though. Regardless of how much she heard after she made her escape, she still knew the truth about you. 

Angela was grateful, despite you not speaking with you at the moment, that you didn’t refuse her help this time. She checked you over, nursing what injuries were needed and then she left you be. You weren’t sure if you were grateful or not. 

As soon as you were back on base and as soon as she had the opportunity however, Angela grabbed you (she is surprisingly strong for her size, must be handling unruly patients) and dragged you into a room, standing in front of the door.

“Are we going to talk about what happened?” The voice she used to ask the question was firm but not unkind. She wasn’t going to force you to tell her but she made it clear that she wanted an answer. 

“I’ve been trying to keep it a secret for a reason, love.”

“Why?” she asked, sweeter, sadder, this time.

“Why?” you asked, incredulous, “Because I’m a monster? Because I’m something we tell children about to scare them into behaving? Because of what O’Deorain’s experiments made me? What more do you need?”

Angela was quiet for a long moment, you would almost describe it as surgical, the way she was handling the situation. She knew you well enough by now that your mood right now was very fragile and she did not want to make you feel any worse than you already did. Quite the opposite actually.

Angela sat down next to you, not touching you yet. She wasn’t afraid, she just wanted to make sure you weren’t.

“Would a monster come back after all this time to ensure they made a positive difference in the world? Would a monster be as loving to their friends as you are?” she paused for a beat before, “Would a monster have given me the chance to save someone else?”

You heart ached in a good way as you smiled at the doctor. You reached for her hand and brought it up to cup your cheek.

“Thank you love.”

“You’re not nearly as scary as you think you are, schatz.”

The two of you dissolved into laughter, you stopping only momentarily to kiss Angela’s cheek.

Happy Halloween!

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[ow2requests]

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

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

Studying With Cassidy (not really because Cassidy distracts you)

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

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

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

You couldn't help but feel helpless.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cole!

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

"Did I scare ya?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He only thought of one word: Adorable.

Soon enough, Cassidy began reading outloud.

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

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

And soon enough, you were fast asleep.

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

Suddenly, there was silence.

“Darlin’?” he whispered gently to you.

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

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

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

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

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

After all, you two could always study another time.

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

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[cooliofango]

Overwatch ask

Greetings! I saw that your requests were open and decided to drop an ask Uhhh i don't know if u requested already but can i have fic/ headcannons whatever where reader puts on weastern style or lolita western style because reader thinks that her dear cowboy will like it?

Western Dress-up Headcanons

Cole Cassidy x Reader

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Im assuming you mean everyone’s favorite cowboy when you made this request- so I hope you like this! ^^’

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I personally do not think that there would be any specific idea that would lead you specifically dress up. It’s more so an impulse that came with the thought of surprising your loveable cowboy.

He had been busy as of late with the recall happening, so the two of you haven’t had a lot of free time with just the two of you. You thought a nice surprise would be a good present to come home too as he would start his break after coming home from work.

It took a hot minute to find where to buy the items needed to pull the look off. You used some of Cole’s things for it so you wouldn’t have to spend unnecessarily. This included a few of his belts, one of his spare ponchos and a button up shirt. You really just had to buy a cowboy hat like his as well as a pain of cowboy boots that would fit you.

You dressed up a little while before he would arrive home, making sure you had everything fixed up for yourself. You wanted this cute surprise to go well, after all, so you did your best to copy his look as much as possible.

The moment you heard the door open and a southern accent announce his return home, you scramble from your seat on the couch to head to the front door.

The moment he sees you, he’s a tad bit taken back. Not because of anything bad- he just didn’t expect you to be dressed up like that.

Either way, he smiled and laughed to himself.

“What’s this, darlin?”

“I wanted to have a surprise for you when you got home today, so I decided to dress up as you!”

Over all, he found the whole get up super cute- he loved it!

He took notice of the things you took from his side of the closet, though he did realize that you brought a couple of things just to match him. 

It made him love you even more.

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Sorry it’s a tad short but I added a few cute things in it that I hope you enjoy!

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[yandere-genji]

Yandere mcree dirty starter request number 13 plz.

(Just a note, I am still getting used to the whole “Cole Cassidy” timeline we are living in. I wrote the draft with jesse mccree so pls forgive any discrepancies.)

#13: “You’ve been so good lately, my pet. Don’t make me have to punish you.”

“Sit,” Cassidy pulled the collar of your shirt and pushed you onto the floor. The floor was hard and cold from the winter frost, which you couldn’t escape from being so high in the mountains. You hated the cold. Hated having to huddle as close to the fireplace as you possibly could just to escape the freezing temperature permeating through the log cabin. The winds whistled too loud as they picked up mists of white snow from the ground. You really did not like the mountains. If you had your pick, you would stay with Cassidy at the nice shack he had just outside of Santa Fe, but you never did have a choice in the matter. Whenever he went, you were expected to follow.

He must’ve been tired, too, though he never showed it. So you leaned into him, looked up at him through pleading eyes. You didn’t dare say a word, but Cassidy understood what you wanted to say.

But he couldn’t rest. Not yet. There was business he had to attend to and time is money. So he gave you a sympathetic smile and removed his hand from your cheek. You missed the warmth of his touch but you were content to be dismissed, “I’ll be back soon. Don’t get into any trouble while I’m out, or there will be hell to pay.”

There wasn’t much to say. You nodded compliantly and Cassidy headed out the door. Alone again. This time he didn’t need to restrain you. Any town would be miles away and the terrain was difficult. So you were stuck to your own devices in the meantime.

‘I’ll be back soon,’ he had said. Soon was very subjective to Cassidy, you had learned. Soon could mean a few hours or a few days. He was an honest man, usually, but never when he spoke those words. Perhaps he said that to keep you on your best behavior lest he catch you in some mischief.

But the mountains made you miserable and drove you mad with boredom. He knew it, too. Most of your worst fits happened there. Rummaging through his work equipment, sticking your nose in places it didn’t belong, and picking quarrels with Cole in your irritable state. It never ended well, either. Especially when you were defiant with him, it wore his patience paper thin.

“You’d be wise to behave,” he warned, “you’ve been so good lately, pumpkin. Don’t make me have to punish you.”

Even though his words repeated themselves in your head, your mind wandered. Not only did the boredom tempt you to misbehave, but you would do anything to keep your mind from thinking about whatever Cassidy was up to now. You knew he made a living from catching (and often killing) outlaws. It was dangerous and if anything happened to him… You didn’t want to think about that. But every second he was gone was a risk and you worried tirelessly, feeling even more trapped.

You sat up and made your way towards the window besides the front door. It had stopped snowing and you managed to get a clearer view of the land. The cabin was atop a steep side of the mountain, there was hardly any area in front of the house, save for a small shed holding Lord knows what. The moonlight reflected off the icy snow. Specks of snow glittered from the refraction of the light. It was mesmerizing. You wanted to run out into the snow, feel the crunching beneath your feet. Maybe make a snowman or a fort. Like you were a little kid.

But it was freezing. And Cassidy would kill you. His number one rule was to never leave the house without him. It seemed like in that since you were still like a little kid.

Your boots were right beside you, still wet around the soles. They seemed dry in the inside and so did your coat hanging beside the door. You had a pair of gloves inside the pockets. Cassidy hadn’t left long ago. So if you spent a few minutes outside, he wouldn’t know, right? But he would definitely notice your footprints in the snow. There was the back door. What’re the odds he would be going through there? Zero to none, you calculated based on no evidence whatsoever.

Just a moment wouldn’t hurt. You just wanted to play around with something other that the fire iron or whatever old books were laying around.

You put on your winter outfit and headed towards the back door, careful not to leave a trail behind. You looked out the window, peering over the terrain. There wasn’t much besides the mountain walls and a few feet of snowy ground. And your heart was racing. Since when had you been so scared? The mountains really had a strange effect on you.

Cold air was seeping through the door and you raised a gloved hand to feel it. Your gloves protected your skin from the chill and your body remained warm in your coat. The cabin was barely warm and you relied most on the fireplace for comfort. Your winter clothing would do just as much for you outdoors as the fireplace would inside.

Throwing caution to the wind, you eagerly opened the door and leapt onto the snowy ground. A thick sheet of snow caught you, enveloping your body in an icy embrace. You smiled and lifted yourself from the snow. The only light was from the moon and the dim porch light from the cabin. Dark forest surrounded you, absolutely silent.

You sat in the snow for a bit, holding your knees to your chest. It was a picturesque view with the snow innocently covering the woods like a christmas postcard. You tried to make out whatever you could through the shadows of trees and bushes, but nothing seemed to come of it. Imagine what could be hiding in there.

Cassidy kept a book of all the plants and animals in the areas he frequented. He always knew what something was when you asked him and was happy to explain it to you. If he were here, you could ask him to take a walk in the forest with you, show you all the animals and keep you protected from the nasty ones. But he wasn’t. In that moment, you felt too vulnerable and ran back inside the cabin, suddenly aware of how flimsy the back door was.

Everything was so quiet. The sound of you unzipping your coat was like a scream. You knew there were bears in the mountain. What if something saw you and decided to make you it’s prey? What could you do? You were unarmed and alone. Cassidy must not have even been gone longer than an hour.

You knew you weren’t supposed to, but you were scared. You didn’t know what was out there. And you had already broken one rule without getting caught. So you made you way to the bedroom and rummaged through Cassidy’s work equipment. He hadn’t even locked his suitcase, to your surprise, sending a pang of guilt through your heart realizing how much he was beginning to trust you. But you could be in danger.

Past the various bullets, a bandolier, and case of cigars was the very journal he had kept. Your face grew red with shame knowing you were violating his privacy. But it was only a silly little book that would hopefully prepare you for the potentially dangerous circumstances in which Cassidy had abandoned you at in the first place. There was a little map, marked with location names and page numbers.

A thud. Outside, near the back door. Your heart beat fast and you froze. That could be one of two things, and both spelled bad news for you. Like a bat out of hell, you quickly placed everything back into Cassidy’s suitcase. Your hands were clumsy with fear and you took longer than you would’ve liked but you thankfully had everything in place before being caught by anyone or anything.

You rose from your seated position and peaked out the bedroom door. Nothing. Just as you had left it. You opened it further and stepped out of the room when you were sure nothing was outside. Taking a few steps, you peaked out the front window. No footsteps, no prints of any kind. Maybe the house was just settling. You sighed and backed away from the window.

A strong grip caught your arm and it felt like your back had hit a wall, “Well,” that familiar gruff voice, “what’ve you been up to, little bunny?”

You turned to face Cassidy, making the most pitiful look you could give him. You looked up at him, mouth agape and struggling to respond, “Cas…”

There was something wrong. He was dirty, some reddish-brown stains covered his shirt in splatters. The look in his eyes was nothing short of primal. Aggressive, but not angry. Hungry.

“Best you answer me,” his grip tightened and you gasped in shock, leaning into him, “I ain’t in any mood to play games with you.”

It frightened you to see him like this. Like any misstep you toke would provoke him. Did he know you had deliberately broken his most important rule, or that you were just about to break another before he caught you? Should you play dumb or tell him the truth? He would’ve surely seen your silhouette in the snow if he had come from where the thud was. Even worse, he could read you like a book and knew precisely when you were lying. But you weren’t defenseless. You knew how to play to your strengths.

You swallowed, hesitantly, speaking with the sweet voice that he loved to hear, “I am very sorry, Daddy, I was so lonely without you. I just went outside to play in the snow, but it was too cold and I didn’t stay for long. That’s all, I promise.”

Cassidy hummed in response, low and aloof. His eyes were dark and you couldn’t detect any emotion from him, but a contemplative look. That usually wasn’t a good sign for you. He must’ve been thinking about what he should do with you.

He took your hand in his, raising it to his lips and placing a soft kiss, “You promise, darlin’?”

Something about his tone of voice sent shivers down your spine. It was playful and deliberate. Like he was about to call your bluff. But how could he? So you nodded, “Promise.”

A large, gloved hand squeezed your cheeks and your hands raised to meet his. His grip was tight and unrelenting, “Oh, honey…” he switched his grip from your face to your throat, you let out a choked gasp, “Thought you knew better than to lie to me.”

Your back was against the wall, Cassidy’s hand keeping you in place. You were gasping for air and holding onto his wrist for dear life. Tears rolled down your cheek and your eyes begged for mercy. But you had really fucked up this time. Jesse was already riled up from whatever business he had just returned from and he had warned you not to misbehave or there would be hell to pay. He was just cashing out on his threat.

“I am gettin’ real sick of your bratty attitude,” he loosened his fingers, allowing you to catch your breath, “Look like you need to be taught some fuckin’ manners.”

Your eyes went blurry, you saw only foggy shadows as Cassidy pulled you away from the wall and lifted you over his shoulder. You pleaded with him through choked sobs but your cries fell on deaf ears. All you could feel was the frigid winter air on your skin, leaving the cabin behind while Cassidy carried you into the shed.

“Now don’t you start with me,” he groaned as he sat you on a flimsy wooded workbench, “You need to fucking behave. Take your clothes off.”

It was freezing. You weren’t sure if you were shaking due to fear or the intense cold. You held onto your body, trying to retain any warmth you could, “Please, Cassidy, it’s too cold.”

He laughed, “That certainly didn’t stop you before, sweetheart. Now, strip before I really give you somethin’ to cry about.”

You could hardly feel anything at that point. Completely numb, you complied and disrobed. Cassidy didn’t say anything, just admired you before him. He would be lying if he said he didn’t anticipate having to punish you when he returned. And he was nothing short of eager to take the frustrations of his day out on you. Nothing satisfied him quite like seeing you like this, absolutely terrified and seeking mercy.

Once you were completely bare, he held you by your hips. He squeezed hard, wanting to leave a mark on you. His hands wandered upwards, fondling your body until he held you by the back of your neck.

You couldn’t help the fire that burned between your legs, mindlessly rocking your hips on the abrasive wood of the workbench. Looking at him through wet eyes, you reached out to feel him. He had his winter jacket on, furs draped over his shoulder and making his already towering figure even more menacing. You wanted him to embrace you, to give you the warmth you desperately needed. But he didn’t.

“Nah, baby, I’ve been too kind to you for far too long,” he took your wrist and gripped it with the same strength that he gripped your hips, “You do what you’re told and don’t test my patience, got it?”

You nodded eagerly, desperate to show your capitulation, “Yes, Daddy, I’ll do anything you ask.”

He hummed, pleased with your response, “I know you will, baby.”

But he didn’t give you a command. Instead, he decided to manhandle you himself, flipping you onto your stomach and pinning your arms behind your back. You wanted so badly to rut against him like a bitch in heat, desperate to quell that feeling between your legs but you had to follow his lead. He wanted to see you like this, overstimulated and touch-starved. Serves you right for misbehaving.

His gloves were still on. The fabric was rough against your already sensitive skin. He began kneading the soft skin in between your thighs, it took all of your will not to squeeze them together and fuck yourself into his hand. You behaved, breathing heavily and trying your best to conceal your moans.

“Let me hear you, baby,” he grabbed your ass and gave it a hard slap, “I want you to lose that sweet voice of yours when I’m done with you.”

Every touch was rough and left a mark on your skin. You cried, moaned, nearly scream as Cassidy abused your body as he pleased. Once he was satisfied, he loomed over your shaken form. His hand made its way to the swell of your ass again and gave it another sharp slap. Your throat was sore but you still managed to whine at the pain. But he wasn’t done with you yet. His thumbs spread you wide open, exposing you to the cold air while your hole was burning from the stretch of Cassidy’s fingers. You knew what he had in mind and tried to prepare yourself mentally for the pain.

You could never be full prepared, however, when Cassidy’s warm cock met with the entrance of your ass. He was far too big to slide into you with any ease, but he choose to stretch you around his cock the best he could anyway. If he had eased into you with his fingers, the burning wouldn’t be so bad, but you couldn’t accommodate his girth and the pain was unbearable. Screams escaped your lips and you were tempted to tell him to stop, but you knew where that would leave you. In much worse pain than this.

He spread you further, sunk into you deeper, and made you scream louder. It seemed like hours before he began to pump himself in and out of you, only halfway in. His hands locked into your hips and he continued to work his way into you. Whenever the pain became bearable, he would push himself deeper inside of you. Like he knew just how to keep you on edge. And all you could do was lay there and let him use you until he was satisfied you had learned your lesson.

By the time his cock was fully inside of you, Cassidy was already fucking you with reckless abandon. Content to just use you like a fleshlight with no regard to your cries. He kept an iron grip on your hips, keeping you in place while he rammed his cock into your abused hole, “Fuck, you’re tight. Gotta fuck you like this more often. Shit, if you keep misbehavin’ I might have to tie you out here for good. How would you like that, baby?”

You whined weakly. The shed was filled with the sound of his balls clapping against your ass and your cries that were muffled with every thrust. His pace grew faster and faster, and his moans turned into growls as he reached his peak. There was nothing for you to hold onto, nothing to keep you in place while Cassidy was reaching his climax. Your tender body scraped against the old, flimsy wood while he brutally fucked your ass.

But the feeling of his warm cum finally filling you, leaking out of the tight space that squeezed his cock and onto your legs, it felt so good. Anything that could give you relief from the cold would be welcome, and you spread your thighs further in an effort to leak out anymore cum.

Cassidy leaned over you, cock still buried inside you. His hands released your hips and you were happy to finally relax. He took his heavy jacket from his shoulders and wrapped it around you. It was finally over, you eagerly enveloped yourself in the warm fur of the coat and let out a sharp exhale.

“Damn baby,” Cassidy pulled himself out of you, wiped the juices on his cock onto your thigh, “I’ve killed plenty men for less than what you did tonight. But fuck if you don’t got a pretty face and a tight ass. Damn lucky, ya know that?”

You had no way of knowing if he was telling the truth, but you were inclined to believe him.

“Let’s get you inside,” he lifted you into his warm embrace, “get you cleaned up, how’s that sound?”

You looked up at him and he gave you a gentle smile, “I would love that, Daddy,” you whispered, not wanting to damage your throat any further.

He placed a kiss on your forehead and carried you inside the cabin. You were sore and it toke you ages for your body to get warm. Perhaps you might think twice in the future about indulging your penchant for mischief. But there was something about that wild, nasty side of Cassidy that lit a spark inside of you.

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[theres-a-body-here]

Scumtober- Day 30 (Public Play)

Cole Cassidy x Male!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Scumtober 2023 Masterlist

#jesse mccree #jesse mccree x reader #cole cassidy #cole cassidy x reader #cole cassidy x you #male!reader #male reader #scumtober 2023 #scumtober #kinktober 2023 #kinktober #public kink #overwatch 2 x reader #overwatch x you #overwatch x reader #overwatch 2

[tonberry-yoda]

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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[anari3l]

Cupcake Epilogue

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#cole cassidy x reader #jesse mccree x reader

[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.”

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