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froggibus · 10 months

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Hey can I request headcanons for overwatch characters and if their gf was drunk and asked them "would you still love me if I was a worm" with the overwatch men please (you don't have to do all of them but PLEASE include McCree and Reaper)

“Would You Still Love Me If I Was A Worm?” - Overwatch Boys

Includes: Cassidy, Reaper, Genji, Zenyatta, Ramattra, Hanzo, Lucio + Baptiste (w gn! reader)

Genre: fluff/kinda crack?

CW: general crack, kinda dumb tbh, suggestive in Genji and Baps, Ram is Ram (lmk if I missed anything)

been in a little bit of a writing slump but this was too good to pass up lol. I want to get a bit more writing done this week so who knows how that will go. anyway, enjoy <3 hope you like it anon!

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Cassidy:

“what kinda question is that??”

looks at you in flabbergastation

you pout and bat your eyes at him and of course, he breaks

“you’re really not gonna let this go, huh? alright—of course I’d still love you, darlin’. I’d keep you in a lil jar and you could accompany me on my missions”

a jar????

now you’re the flabbergasted one

jars don’t have air—he’s gonna let you suffocate??

what are you?? rainbow dash (sorry)??

somehow leads to him going out into the yard despite it being the middle of the night to try and find a worm

somehow finds one??

keeps it in a jar as a pet just to prove he would love you as a worm

even names it after you and pets it’s head and calls it “my wriggly little y/n”

weirdly wholesome experience would try again

Reaper

“of all the stupid shit you could have asked me…”

he says that but he’s already considering it after the question leaves your mouth

would he love you as a worm?

“what kind of worm”

what do you mean what kind of worm?? does it matter??

obviously the pink wriggly kind

he has to ponder this

sits in his chair stroking his chin trying to think of how you would be as a worm

“would you still be able to talk and think or would you be an actual worm”

????

“it would be me if I was a worm, Gabe”

more pondering

“I’d love you platonically but you would probably have a short life span. I’d throw you a worm funeral.”

better than any response you could have expected but would not try again

Genji

“would we still have sex”

please hit this man

he’s joking of course—he’s not that weird

“why would you be a worm tho”

just answer the question, Genji

green cyborg ninja dude has no idea what to answer

will you be mad if he loves your worm self more than your current self?? would you be weird if he said he would love a wormy version of you??

“I would get myself turned into a worm too and then we could have a wormy life together and a wormy wedding and little wormy kids”

“you just want to have wormy sex” >~>

“that too”

at least he’s honest?

exactly as you expected, would not try again

Zenyatta

“a worm? like the insect?”

“yes? what other worms are there”

considers this

“is everything okay?”

poor omnic boy is so confused. are you planning on turning into a worm???

please reassure him it’s just a hypothetical and you’re not turning into a worm

goes on a ten minute tangent about how we are all the same in the Iris, and that he will love you no matter what form you take

honestly so wholesome + cute

“i will care for you in this life, and the next, and all of the ones after that. even the ones where you are a worm.”

good enough would try again

Ramattra

“No”

way to sugarcoat it, babe

it’s only when you get upset that he sighs and pulls you into his lap

“why would you ever become a worm? is someone trying to harm you? you know I would never let anyone bring harm to you.”

you try to explain that it’s just a hypothetical but he’s already going on a tangent on what he would do if you got turned into a worm

talks for five minutes alone on how he would defeat your enemies and defend your honour

says he would “put you out of your misery”????

“you would KILL ME?!”

“as an act of honour”

babe….

0/10 would not try again

Hanzo

“why”

idk bro just answer the question

lots of sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose

“would I also be a worm or am i still human”

only gets more confused when you say he’d be a human and you’d be a worm

probably looks up worm life expectancy and if worms are capable of love

“would you even know who I am if you were a worm”

has to ask a million questions before he can give his final verdict

lets out a long sigh before looking you dead in the eyes

“…yes”

cute in the end but would not try again

Lucio:

“would you still love me if I turned into a frog?”

that’s not the question

somehow it turns into a discussion on if he would eat your worm self if he was his frog self?

he insists he wouldn’t and would let you ride on his back but you insist his frog instincts would be too strong

“babe I’ve once seen you almost eat your own finger while eating chips”

“ok and??”

says you guys could live in a swamp together and he would protect you from evil

“I could be like your own frog superhero. I could even sing you little froggy songs”

makes up this entire life of you guys living together as a frog and a worm and him serenading you by croaking songs at night

honestly it’s the best reaction you could have gotten, would try again

Baptiste:

“i would find you a cure and turn you back into a human”

honestly he’s very amused by this whole situation

“but what if I want to be a worm”

“if I cure you and you want to turn back into a worm, that’s on you”

fair enough

insists he needs to ‘examine’ you so he knows you’re not turning into a worm

makes a lot of jokes at your expense too

finally sighs and admits he would keep you in a little terrarium with all the food and nutrients you need

“ha, so you would love me if I was a worm”

“love is a strong word”

good enough, would not try again

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theres-a-body-here · 4 months

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Hi could you do Genji, Hanzo, Cassidy, lifewaver and Mauga (separately) where they have matching skins with thier s/o

It took some convincing to make these boys match with you, some more than others, but you were determined to be twinsies on the field.

I threw in two extras, as a treat

Cole Cassidy - Sherlock Holmes and Watson

Took little to no convincing to have him match with you, but he was dead set on being Sherlock

This isn't negotiable

Expect to hear everything but your name out there

"Dear boy", "Watson", and "My dear" is all you're gonna be referred as

Cassidy will refuse to respond to you unless you refer to him as "sir" or "boss"

You could take a bullet to the side and he'll be kneeling over you like: "Hmm, yes, that is indeed a nasty wound my boy"

"You're a moron.....Sir" you groan out as he drags you to Mercy

Eventually, you really play into the roll

wrapping your arms around Cassidy from behind as you press your cheek against his

"Do you have a plan, Boss?"

He coughs, being caught off guard

"Yes, my dear Watson...it's uhh....ya know, this" He says as he spins peacemaker in his hands

"World's greatest detective, everyone" You remark sarcastically

Genji Shimada - Kamen Rider

He's actually the one who first asked to match costumes

You both bickered over who to be

Genji insisted you dress as Evolto, but you also wanted to be Kamen

In the end, you both dressed as Kamen

Genji dressed as Kamen Rider Blade

You dressed as Kamen Rider Gaia

You both pose and exclaim with a loud "Henshin!" after every elimination

The others don't really get it

Genji kinda just shuffles over and hugs you, pressing his faceplate into your chest sadly after being called a "Power Ranger" for the 5th time.

You have to stifle your laughter as you comfort him

"It's not the same thing," he whines, voice muffled by your chest

"Yeah buddy, they're completely different franchises," you chuckle out, rubbing his back

Niran "Bua" Pruksamanee - Bee and Flower

Pretty excited to match costumes with you

Niran took a pretty long time to pick which flower to dress as

"Maybe I should stick with Lotus, but...Jasmines..." he mutters as he brings fabrics to his chest, imagining himself as each flower

you sat on his bed wearing a bumblebee suit, watching on as Niran struggled to make a decision

He settles on fuchsia, bright purples and trailing fabric

Costume is so extravagant that you look comically out of place in your cheap Bee outfit

Niran doesn't mind, in fact, he finds it cute

He especially loves your puns

"Bee mine," you coo as you kiss his cheek

He chuckles as he returns the kiss

Hanzo Shimada - Cupid and Eros

You're gonna have to bust out all your tricks to convince this man to wear something so, in his words, undignified

What ever you do to get him into the cupid costume, expect complaints

"This is....embarassing," he mutters begrudgingly as he sits on your bed, tugging at his pastel pink wings

The bathroom door opens as you step out in your Eros outfit

"How do I look, Babe?'

Hanzo's face immediately erupts into a blazing red

"Wh-What are you wearing?" he exclaims as he adverts his gaze, looking at anywhere but you

Your outfit is... minimal to say the least

Wings, red sash, sandals, bow, and a thin loincloth. That's literally it

Besides that? Nearly all of your skin was on display

"Aww, you don't like it?" you tease as you walk closer to Hanzo

You straddle his lap, feeling him stiffen under you

You cup his face while you rub his cheeks with your thumbs

"I'm just teasing you. I have a much more modest outfit ready

Hanzo lets out a sigh as he looks at you

You lean in closer, ghosting your lips over his ear

"This one is for tonight" you whisper

Hanzo swears you'll be the end of him one day

Maugaloa Malosi - Māui and Hine-nui-te-pō

You brought up the idea of matching costumes and he instantly had a mischievous look in his eyes

He agreed on the condition that he chooses the theme

He dressed as Māui and he helped make a costume for you

You recognized Māui from a movie, but you had no idea who Hine-nui-te-pō was

"Don't worry about it" he assured you with a chuckle

You two had a blast on the battlefield with your matching costumes

Although, you couldn't help but think something was up every time Mauga glanced at you

He'd smirk and throw you a wink

But this was Mauga, so it didn't really set off a red flag

Its not until the end of the battle where a talon grunt said something

"What he'd do to convince you to dress like that?"

You looked confused. The grunt explained she was from New Zealand.

She told you the story of Māui and Hine-nui-te-pō

Your face went from shock, embarrassment, to rage

You stomped your way to Mauga, who wore a shit-eating grin

You stood in front of him as your swung your hands to slap him

But you're too short

"God dammit! Lean over, asshole!" you cry as you jump at him Mauga breaks into a fit of laughter as he picks you up and swings you around

Jamison Fawkes - Yoshikage Kira and Killer Queen

Surprisingly, Junkrat was pretty hesitant to match costumes

He was worried changing clothes would include bathing

He likes his soot and burns thank you very much

"I have an aesthetic to maintain, mate"

But you knew how to break him

The moment the words "turns anything into a bomb" left your lips, he was instantly on board

Obviously he was gonna be the explosion cat

But since this was Junkrat, you had to approve his costume beforehand

You deadass had to explain to him why entering a bathtub of alcohol and pink sharpie markers to color his skin was a terrible idea

"But the damn cat's pink isn't it?" He asks, dumbfounded that you had a problem with his genius idea

"We'll use facepaint, babe"

You show off your costumes to the rest

Jamie wearing cat ears, Pink face paint, and leather gloves

You wearing a suit, dyed your hair blond, and severed mannequin hand in your pocket

After an ultimate that wiped out a good number of the enemy team, Junkrat clears his throat to speak

"Watashi no na wa "Kira yoshikage" nenrei 33-sai jitaku wa moriōchō hokutō-bu no bessō chitai ni ari ..."

The rest of you kinda stood around staring at him shocked

"I didn't know Mr. Fawkes knew japanese," Mei comments to you in a hushed voice, not wanting to interrupt Junkrat

You and Roadhog kinda look at each other

"He doesn't" you both say in unison

Reinhardt Wilhelm - Knight and Squire

A Knight and his squire? Count him in!

To be honest, you being his squire is somewhat of a fantasy he has, so Reinhardt was pretty excited to match costumes with you

You let him have a major say in your outfit since it was apparent this was big for him

He picked out colors of the old Crusade; Muted browns, greens and vibrant golds

Reinhardt wore his Balderich outfit

He fumbled to find a camera to capture the moment

Before you two left to meet up with the others for training drills, Reinhardt stopped you

"Y/N...can you...do something for me?" He asks nervously, voice almost a whisper

"Yeah sure, what's up big guy?"

"Can you bring me my hammer?" he finally responds after a while

You shrug and walk over to grab the massive weapon, bringing it over with a bit of strain

You had an idea of why he asked you to do this

You knelt on one knee and raised the hammer with both hands

"Your hammer, Sir Wilhelm"

Reinhardt's hands clench into a fists, the fabric of the gloves making a creaking sound from the pressure

He pushes the hammer aside and pulls you in for a bone crushing bear hug

"You've made this old dog happy, Y/N" he mutters as he nuzzles his face into your neck

"Yeah, sure, no problem" you strain out as you see spots on your vision

Reinhardt drops you immediately

"Sorry..." he mutters as he pats your shoulder

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kortsitron · 4 months

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You're such a tease

✮ PARING Genji Shimada × Reader, Hanzo Shimada × Reader, Cole Cassidy × Reader, Niran Pruksamanee × Reader, Ramattra × Reader, Mauga Malosi × Reader

✮ WARNINGS/TAGS cockwarming (as teasing), 18+, gender neutral reader (no genitalia mentioned), mdni, nsfw

✮ SUMMARY They react to your teasing/punishment

✮ A/N Hey, apologies for not being active, I won't lie this year and the last few months have been terrible and my mental was (and perhaps still is) in shreds. I will try my best to take care of the requests I got, because I don't want any of you to wait any longer. Either way, I hope you enjoy!

Genji Shimada

⟡ Genji is collected until instead of just cockwarming him, start moving your hips. The subtle movement cause his cock to twitch, but he still does his best to act like nothing is happening

⟡ Soon enough his hands find their on hips, gently squeezing them, as if asking for something more. Genji won't speak up unless he really has to, but once he does it's just quiet pleads, asking if you can finally move, because he needs you

Hanzo Shimada

⟡ Hanzo like Genji acts like he's collected, but you can see clearly that he's turning into a mess. The light blush, his breath becoming heavier. No matter how much he tries to hide it under his grumpy expression, you can see right through him

⟡ When you decide to tease him a bit more, moving slightly, you hear a soft gasp from him. He does his best to keep a frown on his face, but you moving more makes him moan. On the inside he gets for you to stop playing him

Cole Cassidy

⟡ Cole is unphased, the same smug smile face as he feels the familiar tightness around him. But soon enough, just a little movement has him shivering. Already using nicknames on you and trying to gently move

⟡ He can't help, but bite his lip, looking into your eyes as he tries to convince you to do what he wants

Niran Pruksamanee

⟡ Niran is flirty from the start, giving you little touched here and there to convince you to give into his wants. His touches as always are subtle and delicate. His plan is to seduce you

⟡ When he feels you move, he can't help, but whimper quietly, quietly begging for you to keep moving your hips like that

Ramattra

⟡ He doesn't understand the meaning of this, until you move slightly and all of his sensors are on fire. He almost jumped, already starting to feel overwhelmed. You swear you can see steam coming off him

⟡ Ramattra is not the one to beg, he himself shifts ever so slightly to get that tiny amount of friction. Hearing you complain about him moving, he will come up with so excuse that his cables are getting tangled up and he's just trying to prevent that from happening

Mauga Malosi

⟡ Will act unfazed, but soon is frustrated by the lack of friction. But soon enough he groans and growls your name, holding you in place as adjusts

⟡ He usually doesn't beg, he never gets, but if it’s the way for him to get what he wants - he will beg. He bites his lip and looks right into your eyes as he does so, hoping it would be enough. Obviously it's not, so he buries his face in your neck and whispers pleads into it, sending shivers down your spine

#overwatch #overwatch 2 #overwatch x reader #overwatch imagines #niran pruksamanee #lifeweaver #niran pruksamanee x reader #mauga x reader #mauga malosi x reader #hanzo x reader #hanzo shimada x reader #genji shimada #genji shimada x reader #cole cassidy x reader #cole cassidy #ramattra x reader #ramattra #minors dont read #minors do not interact

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kamisama-kyaa · 7 months

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ow guys and girls (not all) getting jealous seeing you with a new recruit

TW: Cassidy's headcanon is a little mature... (eyes emoji)

Hanzo He'll have to remind himself that you can be friends and hangout with anyone you want. Being jealous is selfish and childish... right? So why does he feel so sad seeing you happy with someone else? He understands that you love him more than anything. But sometimes this man just wants you to himself. When you finally get back to Hanzo, he'll make sure to hold you close in the privacy of his room and tell you that he just wants to be enough for you. Please tell him he is enough and that there is no one else that will come in between you both. It will make him feel more confident in himself. :(

Genji The ultimate playboy when he was his younger self...oh how the tables have turned. He used to make all the girls jealous of each other if they got to talked to him. He's used to people being jealous of him if anything. So when this weird feeling started when he say you with a random new recruit in the lounge talking and laughing, what got into him? Genji couldn't help himself. He quickly walked up and excused you both as he took your hand and led you out of the Gibraltar lounge. Was it rude? He simply was not thinking nor did he care. He did apologize for the sudden intrusion while walking you to his room. In there all alone with you, he confessed how he felt. It seemed like the most mature thing.

"Sorry, (Name)... I wasn't thinking...Is it okay if we just lay together for a little?" Genji will lay you down onto his bed that he bought for you. He'll lay on his side propped up by an elbow and watch you closely. Feel free to fall asleep, he just wants to feel like he can protect you for a little bit.

Cassidy He'll walk up to that son of a gun and tell them how it is. "Howdy. Looks like you've gotten to meet my partner, (Name). Ain't they a sight for sore eyes?" He'll sling an arm around you and give a look at the new recruit that just radiates 'Get away or I'll kick your ass' energy. After the recruit scurries off to who knows where, Cassidy will give you a big o'l smile. He kind acts like he was never jealous in the first place and just tells you, "I'm just lettin' others know what is mine." No matter what, the day will end with the two of you in bed. Expect him to to be a bit more aggressive and possessive than usual. Think of him being more forceful in the way he'll grab at you and force himself into you. Cassidy will lean down and whisper in your ear, "I'm your huckleberry" "Only I can make you feel like this, pumpkin."

Brigitte "Hey, (Name)...Can we talk?" You looked over to see your adorable lover at the door waiting for a response. You told the newbie that you'll see them around or maybe in a future mission. After walking into the hallway with Brig, she asks if you could follow her to somewhere private. You guys end up in a hidden park outside of Gibraltar. You asked if there was anything wrong. Brig can't help but shift back and forth while trying to form a coherent sentence. "I...Sorry I just felt like I wanted to be alone with you. Honestly, I think I got a little jealous watching you talk to someone." You couldn't help but sadly smile and give her a kiss on the cheek. It took her by surprise. "You're not mad at me? Isn't it selfish of me to whisk you away when you're making friends...?" You tell her that it's something you can both work on; to be able to feel confident in each other and so jealousy doesn't have to be a thing. "You're right. I need to work on it. But, I'm feeling better already!"

Kiriko "Huh...So do you like hanging around them more than me?" Kiriko will playfully ask. Of course, she was only half joking...other half seriously asking. You would reassure her that you like spending time with her but you just wanted to say hi to the new person! "Alright, but can they do this?!" She'll bust out her kunai and start juggling them. You can only watch your silly partner try and impress you while you giggle. Kiriko will join in on the giggling session, making sure to catch all her kunai and stuff them in her pockets. "We're the perfect match... right?" You can see some uncertainty in her eye while she looks directly at you. Simply pull her into a tight hug and this will erase any lingering fear of you leaving her.

Reaper The person literally disappears. You never see that new recruit. Did your lover have something to do with this? You may never know. Maybe you should keep your distance with those who come around...

Moira She would definitely deny any accusations of her being jealous! Do not even try to confront her or ask her why she's acting strange. "What are you on about?" Moira will scoff. You can try to tease her all you like, but it'll come back and bite you in the end. She always knows how to come out on top. After slightly opening up and telling you about her feelings, you'll have to make sure to console her and confess your undying love and loyalty... or else!

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c-nstellati-ns · 1 year

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Are you still accepting requests? If so how about making a mess of Cassidy? That man is incredibly cocky but as soon as he's under you he's a whining mess

YOUR BODY’S BANGIN’, OUT OF CONTROL! — short

author’s note — little filler post b4 i finish schtuff

word count — 424

featuring — cole cassidy

cw — NSFW CONTENT, dom!gn!reader, sub!cole, less of cocky cassidy and more of him being pampered bc i love him, this barely counts a fic sorry it looked longer on my doc

MDNI. 18+ CONTENT BELOW, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

“C’mon, pretty boy… why so quiet?” You coo, a teasing tone to your voice.

Cole lets out a choked noise, fisting desperately at the sheets as you peppered more kisses against his soft stomach. Each time, you purposely avoided the place he needed you the most. His marked thighs twitch around your head with each touch to his heated skin.

“J-just get on wit’ it, won’t ya? ‘m gonna explode…” He says with a shaky sigh, lightly grasping at your thick locs in an attempt to ground himself.

With each intimate moment you’ve spent with Cassidy, you’ve noticed that his accent gets so much thicker. It was cute, you thought. You had half the mind to try and tease him about it, but you’ve already denied him for so long. The poor man looked like he was coming undone at the seams. His pretty lashes stuck with tears, his amber eyes hazy but locked onto yours. His lips were bitten and red, just how you like it.

After a moment of gazing over him, you chuckled and pressed another kiss to his abdomen after nipping the tanned skin. He groans and gently tugs at your hair, “P-please…” His voice is airy, soft. It’s a stark difference compared to how deep his voice usually was.

“Mm… you’re lucky I’m a sucker for you, sweet thing.” You mutter hungrily, leaning in to lock lips with him in a sloppy kiss. You can feel him wrap his arms and legs around you tightly, keeping you locked in.

Cass pulls back briefly, his lips ghosting against yours. “We only have so much time… need you, baby— please… please.” He sounded so desperate, who were you to deny him? You kissed his cheek, his beard briefly brushing against your own.

“Gonna take real good care of you, gorgeous.” You wrapped a hand around his leaking cock, making him gasp. You rub a hand over his slit, stroking him steadily. The little pleased noises that slipped from his lips were delicious. “Don’t you worry.”

You ran a hand through his soft hair, his hat having been discarded a long time ago when you knocked it over in a heated frenzy. He looked prettier like this anyways. You couldn’t wait to ravage him completely and leave him all breathless by the end of this. You tugged his head back, pulling away to bite at his neck, hearing his sweet moans as you kiss his Adam’s apple. “I got ya, love.”

Let’s just say Cole had a mighty good evening that night.

#achilles' thirsts ⭐#nonnie !!#top male reader #dom male reader #dom reader #top reader #sub character #sub cole cassidy #cole cassidy x reader #cole cassidy #x reader #overwatch x reader #this is inspired by that one pedro pascal edit but its cass #need him so bad

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jinxdcowboy · 2 months

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i did this a while ago 🙌 i love cowboys

#overwatch #overwatch 2 #cole cassidy #jesse mccree #cowboy #overwatch art #cole cassidy x reader #art #fanart

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boobav · 1 year

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Medical Attention

Cole Cassidy x Reader

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

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

word count: 3.5k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He was hard.

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

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

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

Fucking hell.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He was so gorgeous you could cry.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#cole cassidy x reader #overwatch x reader #overwatch x you #overwatch smut #overwatch imagines #cassidy x reader #cole cassidy smut

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mythicmin · 1 year

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Overwatch NSFW Alphabet(s)

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

𝑱𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒄𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒆 / 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒚

A = Aftercare ;

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

B = Body part ;

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

C = Cum ;

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

D = Dirty secret ;

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

E = Experience ;

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

F = Favorite position ;

Doggie. Need I say more?

G = Goofy ;

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

H = Hair ;

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

I = Intimacy ;

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

J = Jack off / Masterbate ;

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

K = Kink ;

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

L = Location ;

Anywhere.

M = Motivation ;

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

N = No ;

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

O = Oral ;

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

P = Pace ;

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

Q = Quickie ;

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

R = Risk ;

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

S = Stamina ;

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

T = Toys ;

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

U = Unfair ;

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

V = Volume ;

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

W = Wild card ;

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

X = X-ray ;

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

Y = Yearning ;

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

Z = Zzz ;

Always waits until you’re asleep first.

god i love this man.

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

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

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demigoddessqueens · 3 months

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candy for a 💝 cowboy

➡️ HERE ON MASTERLIST 9

Joel

I feel like Joel and Valentine's Day would be a combination of awkward but also a tad adorkable. Like, Sarah and Ellie can give this man pointers and he will still miss ALL the cues. But you see what he's trying to do and you think it's sweet on his end. Honestly, you're just lucky you get a chance to spend time with him and Joel has no intention of letting you go for the day.

Arthur

This dude right here would unintentionally pull off one of the best dates for Valentine's. Horseback riding all day, find a nice spot for an intimate picnic date by a beautiful lake side, a bouquet of wildflowers and a hand drawn portrait of you (or you two together) that you always have on you at all times for any other day

Cole

He absolutely has an agenda planned out for you both for Valentine's! From sun up to sun down. It'll be a nice breakfast/brunch, whatever your heart desires to do for the day; sip some champagne along with some strawberries, and a nice dinner for his darlin' in the evening.

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m-musings · 3 months

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Headcanons: Overwatch Men Saying I Love You for the First Time (Pt 1.)

A/N: splitting these headcanons into 2 parts so that i can get the creative juices flowing for when i write the others. (hcs under the cut!)

(part 2 here! :])

Warnings: none that i can think of Word Count: 952

Baptiste:

Baptiste, being ever the spontaneous one, first tells you he loves you during the movie night you have about every two weeks.

The two of you were huddled underneath a large, fluffy blanket, the film you chose somewhat forgotten as you idly chat about whatever comes to mind.

As you go to lean against his shoulder, you can hear a small breath hitch in his throat as his sentence fades off.

With a concerned look on your face, you pause the movie before lifting your head to look at him.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Baptiste nods his head in reply as he places a comforting hand on your arm.

"Yeah, I'm alright, it's just...You know I love you, right?"

Your eyes widen in surprise for a moment before softening again as you sweetly smile at him.

"I love you too, 'Tiste..."

Cassidy:

Cole is almost always on charmer mode with everyone he knows and comes across. It's part of how he got this far in life and how he prefers to be seen.

But when it comes to his first time telling you how he feels after you've just started dating? Completely different story. He's an absolute mess.

Here he is, pacing back and forth in front of your door with a gift in hand as he debates on how to admit his affections for you.

As he hypes himself up to finally knock and just tell you, the door creaks open with you peeking out from behind it.

"Oh, hi Cole! What can I do for you?" You say, fully pulling the door open as you greet him with a grin.

"H-hey, darlin'... I- I, uh, made somthin' for you. Here." An unprepared Cassidy stutters as he hands you his present.

As you look down at where your hand meet, Cole pulls his away to reveal a braided leather bracelet with round wooden beads interlaced.

Letting out an excited gasp, you place it upon your wrist before throwing your arms around the cowboy.

"This is amazing, Cass, thank you! I love you!"

Cassidy then chuckles deeply, wrapping himself around you as he leans into your touch.

"Love you too, sweetheart."

Doomfist:

Akande is very in tune with what he wants for himself, so when he realizes how he feels, he won't hesitate to tell you.

He'd call you to meet him somewhere private in Talon's headquarters, where once you arrive, he'd instantly start flirting.

"Ah, hello my dear. Looking as wonderful as always."

"Oh, thank you, Akande! Is there something you wanted from me?"

He would shake his head in confirmation before tenderly grabbing your hand and placing a kiss atop it.

"Nothing too serious, I assure you. I simply wanted to tell you that I love you. I hope you feel the same."

With a flustered expression, you'd whisper a small yes before he places his arms around around your waist in an unusually soft embrace.

Genji:

Genji says it during a rare quiet moment at Gibraltar.

After preventing a Null Sector attack on a town not far from base, you were helping him repair some of his cybernetic parts that got damaged in the fight.

In the middle of adding a few adjustments to one of the mobility mechanisms, he heaves out a deep sigh which causes you to glance up at him.

"I can tell you wanna say something, 'Ji. You can tell me if you want."

With a shake of his head, he lets out another sigh as he places a gentle hand on your face.

"Just... thank you for everything you do for me, my beloved. I love you."

"Love you too, Genji."

Hanzo:

If anyone would be the one to plan something to tell you his feelings, it would absolutely be Hanzo Shimada himself.

Even if he isn't normally one for romance, your presence in his life would have changed that

Hanzo would make preparations to meet you somewhere special so he could not so subtly show you off in public.

After eating a fancy dinner at an expensive restaurant and going on a walk through a park, he'd turn to look at you with admiration swimming in his eyes.

"I just want you to know that I love you very much. Even if I don't say it often, I really do care about you."

"I love you too, Han." You'd grin before kissing him softly on the cheek.

Junkrat:

Let's be honest with ourselves, Jamison would have blurted it out within the first few days of being with you.

He'd probably be so focused on building a new explosive contraption that he wouldn't have even noticed he said it.

"Oi, could you hand me the thing? It's in the toolbox over there!"

You'd walk over, grab the thing he needs and go to give it to him with a few pats to his shoulder.

"Thank youuu, I love ya!"

You'd chuckle quietly in response and give his head a smooch before walking off to do your own thing.

"I love you too, Fawkes!"

Lifeweaver:

Niran will tell you he loves you when he hides out at your place after a group of hunters sent by Vishkar find him and try to chase him down.

After a relentless pursuit, he manages to escape and find his way to your house, needing a place to recollect his thoughts.

When you respond to the banging on your door, you look out to see an exhausted Lifeweaver on your doorstep.

"Could I bother you for a place to stay for the night?"

"Always. The guest room is already ready for you."

With a relieved sigh, Niran would hug you before pulling you back into the house.

"Thank you, I love you so much, darling!"

#overwatch #overwatch 2 #overwatch imagines #baptiste x reader #cole cassidy x reader #doomfist x reader #akande ogundimu x reader #genji shimada x reader #hanzo shimada x reader #junkrat x reader #jamison fawkes x reader #niran pruksamanee x reader #lifeweaver x reader

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froggibus · 1 year

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GIRL HI IDK IF YOUVE HAVE BUT LIKE COLE CASSIDY COWBOY RULE???? 🫶🏽

The Cowboy Rule - Cole Cassidy (NSFW)

Pairing: Cole Cassidy x f! reader

Genre: smut/NSFW

Word Count: 2k

Summary: while out for drinks with Cass, you decide to put on his hat without knowing about the cowboy rule

CW: straight filth, alcohol, slight possessiveness? semi-public sex, car sex, switch! Cass, switch!reader, dirty talk, praise, degradation, nipple play, teasing, dry humping, grinding, overstimulation, breeding, pregnancy kink? banter, riding, cowgirl position, pet names (cowboy, cowgirl, baby)

ok so I had to look up what that was but apparently if you take a cowboys hat you have to ride the cowboy?? idek I fell in love with that idea and that’s how this happened 🫶🏼 ive missed you guys a lot so I’m just happy to be back

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Cassidy chugs down the rest of his whiskey, setting the glass back on the wooden bar counter with a thud. He licks the amber liquid off of his lips and flashes you a grin. “Be right back, darlin’.”

You raise an eyebrow but say nothing, waiting until he’s just out of sight before reaching for the cowboy hat he’d taken off an hour earlier. You always wanted to try it on, but the man was practically attached to it and you never had the chance. Until now.

You set the vodka cran you’ve been drinking down on the counter and slowly place it on top of your head. “Call me Cassidy,” you mock his accent, “Cole Cassidy.”

“Now, now, I don’t think I sound like that, do I?”

You almost go white when you hear his voice over your shoulder, but you recover quickly. “No, my voice is a bit deeper.”

“Yeah?” He sits back on his bar stool next to you and orders another whiskey. “Ever heard of the cowboy rule, y/n?”

“The cowboy rule?”

He smiles knowingly at the bartender who sets a glass of whiskey down. “Do you know the cowboy rule?”

The bartender glances at the hat on your head, then at Cole, and flashes you a smirk. “Ah, don’t drag me into this.” He returns to cleaning glasses behind the counter.

You look anywhere but at Cole, choosing instead to look at the wooden support beams around the room. You can feel his whiskey eyes boring into the cowboy hat that rests on your head, but you make no move to look at him until he starts speaking again.

“So the cowboy rule,” he starts, “proclaims that if a woman takes a cowboys hat, she’s gotta ride the cowboy.”

Your face burns at his words and in your shock, you whip your head back to stare at him. “I—what?”

He’s grinning at you, his ears tinged pink. “You heard me, pumpkin.”

You clench your thighs slightly, and you can’t tell if the sudden heat in your stomach is from his words or the alcohol, or maybe a combination of both. He’s handsome, sure, and from the stories you’ve overheard, he knows what he’s doing.

“So if I do ride you,” you start, suppressing giggles at the surprise on his face, “do I get to keep the hat on?”

“I guess there’s only one way to find out.”

You knock back the rest of your drink and wave the bartender back over to pay for your tab. Cassidy grabs your hand and practically drags you out of the bar.

“Slow down, cowboy, we’re not even home yet.”

“Who said anythin’ about goin’ home?” He clicks the unlock button on his keys just as you approach his old red pickup truck.

He opens the back driver side door and gestures for you to get in.

You raise an eyebrow at him. “In the parking lot?”

“Is that a problem?”

You shake your head and slide back in the seat, reaching up to grab him by his collar and tug him on top of you. He hooks his boot on the door handle and shuts it behind you guys before moving to straddle your waist.

You try to think of something snarky to say but Cassidy shuts you up by pressing his lips to yours. The taste of nicotine and whiskey floods your senses, a slightly sweet tinge to his tongue.

He sucks on your tongue and presses a knee between your legs. You can’t help but thrust your hips up and grind against his thigh, the friction making you whine.

You reach up to grab something to ground yourself, your fingers finding his hair and tangling with the chocolate strands. You give it a tug and he moans into your mouth, pulling away to smirk at you.

“I knew you liked it rough,” he teases.

You roll your eyes at him, “you don’t know the half of it.” You lock your legs around his hips and flip yourself over so that you’re on top of him. “That’s much better.”

You have your legs on either side of his, his bulge rubbing right up against your core. You’re practically gushing, so wet it leaves a dark spot on his jeans. He reaches his hands up your shirt, squeezing your tits through your bra.

“Lord,” he groans, “I’d give you every hat I have if I could see you like this everyday.”

You lean and press a kiss to his lips, “easy cowboy,” you move your lips down to his jaw, “don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

He shivers under your touch, swallowing hard when you move your lips from his jaw to his neck and suck a dark mark into the skin. His calloused fingers dig into your hips, “e-easy now, no teasin’.”

You bounce on his hips slightly, his hard cock grinding on your throbbing clit through your pants. He grunts at the friction and you bite your lip to keep from whining.

His hands travel from your hips and up to your shoulders, lifting up your cowboy hat momentarily to tug your shirt over your head. He places the hat on again and cups your face, before he tugs you down to kiss him again. One of his hands wraps around your back to unclasp your bra. If you weren’t so needy, you’d be impressed.

“So pretty,” he hums, moving his mouth down to kiss the tops of your boobs. He’s gentle, applying just enough pressure for you to feel it.

“D-don’t tease,” you whine.

He pulls back. “Why don’t you use that pretty little mouth for something more useful than complaining?”

He rubs the tips of his index and middle fingers on your lips, slowly pushing them into your mouth. On instinct, you wrap your lips around them and start to suck on them.

“That’s a good girl,” he pets your head before returning to your chest. “Keep at it.”

He slowly kisses down your left side, kissing in a square pattern on the outside of your nipple. His mouth is hot and wet and has you squirming for more. Cass moans when you dig your hips a little too hard into his.

Finally, his hot mouth closes around your nipple and you moan around his fingers. He’s an expert, knowing exactly how much pressure to apply and when to use his teeth and when to go soft. You whine against his fingers, arching your back and thrusting your hips into his.

The friction does little to help the throbbing in your core and only succeeds in making Cass go harder. Finally, you can’t take it anymore.

You let his fingers fall from your mouth and pulls way from him. Cass looks at you with an eyebrow raised, “did I say you could stop?”

You place a hand on his chest and shove him back on the bench so that he’s laying down. “I’ve had about enough of you being in charge,” you grab the hem of his shirt and tug it over his head. “It’s my turn, cowboy.”

You never would have guessed that Cass has a submissive side. Yet, he laid down on his back and let you use him all the same.

You run your hands over his smooth chest, admiring the scars and the way his metal arm seems to meld into his skin perfectly. You plant light kisses across the border of metal and flesh, and Cass sucks in a breath.

Your hands run lower, following his treasure trail to the top button of his jeans. You pop it open easily, making quick work of the zipper and propping yourself up on your knees to tug his pants off. You’re greeted with his hard cock straining against his red boxers, and you drool at the sight of it.

“So worked up for me,” you sigh, running your finger across the outline of his dick.

Cass pants at your touch, especially when you start to trail your fingers across the waistband of his shorts. You slip a finger in and run it across the skin on the inside. You hook another finger inside and finally tug his boxers off.

His cock springs out, hard and veiny, the head red and dripping with pre cum. You grip the base snugly, giggling at the way Cass sighs and throws his head back.

You lick the tip, the salty sweet taste of his precum flooding your mouth. He bucks his hips forwards, trying to force more of his cock into your mouth.

“Not yet, cowboy. You cum inside me or not at all.”

Cass groans at your words, the sheer thought of stuffing you full of his cum and fucking it back into you is almost enough to make him cum. You tug down your bottoms almost too eagerly, your sopping panties practically dripping onto his lap.

You slip your panties off and move so that your entrance is above the head of his cock. “Ready, cowboy?”

“After you, cowgirl.”

You slowly sink onto the head of his cock, your pussy so wet it slides in easily. He’s big enough that the stretch is almost painful, your walls squeezing around him. The two of you moan in tandem as you pause just after his head, trying to adjust.

Cass grabs your hips, fingers digging into your soft flesh. You slide down a few more inches, eyes rolling back in your head at the friction. He bottoms out a few seconds later, your cunt flesh against his balls. Both of you are breathless, Cole’s hands slightly shaking in anticipation.

You move back up his length slowly before going back down, the feeling of his cock stretching your walls almost overwhelming. Your movements are slow at first, hesitant, but as it starts to feel good, you get more confident.

You start to bounce on his cock, your thighs slapping against his with every thrust. Cass helps guide you up and down his cock, desperate for more friction. His hat bounces on your head with every impact, your hair falling in your face.

“S-shit,” he hisses, using his hands to slam you against him, “look so damn fine in my hat.”

You mimic the way he tips his hat, interrupted when he lifts his hips to slam into yours. You can feel your orgasm approaching quickly, heat building in your stomach. Cass continues to lift his hips to meet your movements, moving one of his hands down to your dripping cunt to rub your clit.

The friction is enough to send you over the edge, your orgasm rolling through you. Your muscles give in and you collapse onto his chest, your head hanging over his shoulder. Your walls clench around his cock, and Cassidy makes no move to slow down.

He thrusts into you harder, trying to chase his own finish. “My little cowgirl,” he grunts, “cummin’ all over my cock. Such a naughty little slut.”

You whimper into his neck, feeling another orgasm starting to build up.

“Want me to cum inside you baby?” He coos, “want me to stuff you full of my cum?”

“Y-yes!” You whine, wrapping your arms around him to keep yourself grounded. “Breed me, p-please Cass!”

Your words send him into overdrive, a primal growl ripping through him. He’s thrusting into you impossibly fast now, his balls slamming against your ass with every thrust.

You squeal his name, your own voice sounding far away as you succumb to the pleasure. Cole’s thrusts get sloppier, and then he gives one final, hard thrust before spilling his cum deep inside of you. The warm cum filling you up is enough to bring about your own orgasm, intense shockwaves of pleasure washing through you.

Your vision and hearing black out for a second as you cum, your muscles going rigid and then relaxing. Cassidy holds you to his chest, petting your back and mumbling in your ear while you cum.

When you come to, you’re breathless and laying on top of Cass, his cock still buried inside of you.

“So, cowgirl, did you enjoy the ride?”

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theres-a-body-here · 2 months

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Overwatch match interactions with a StandUser!reader

The Reader's stand is 「The World」 Characters: Lucio, Cassidy, Tracer, Echo, Reinhardt TW: None

Pregame Lobby

Tracer and Reader, coincidentally in unison: "Time is on my side!"

Tracer, confused: "Huh?"

Reader, thinking: "Hmmm"

Tracer and Reader, in unison again: "Time is on OUR side!"

~~~~~

Reader, holding in a chuckle: "Lucio, I Iove your music. It sounds even better when time is stopped"

Lucio: "Awww, thanks"

Lucio, slowly realising: "..."

Lucio: "Hey...wait a second"

~~~~~

Cassidy, curiously: "So uh...(Y/N), how would I go about getting me one of them Stands?"

Reader, nonchalantly: "Well, I got 「The World」 after i was stabbed in the heart with an arrow"

Cassidy, uneasily: "...I think I'll stick to my gun"

~~~~~

Echo, curiously: "How do you breathe when time is stopped"

Reader, caught off guard: "I... Huh..."

Reader, sheepishly: "I've actually never thought of that before. I'm not sure myself"

~~~~~

Reader, exhausted: "Reinhardt, for the last time, no. You can't arm wrestle with 「The World」"

Reinhardt, laughing boisterously: "Come on, my friend. Don't tell me you're worried it'll lose"

Reader, huffing: "Nuh uh"

After Reader uses their Ultimate (Stop Time)

Friendly Tracer, confused: "Hey! Where'd ya go?"

Enemy Tracer, giggling to herself: "Looks like (Y/N) is near"

~~~~~

Friendly Lucio, excited: "Oh man! He did the thing!"

Enemy Lucio, uneasily: "Wha...What just happened?"

~~~~~

Friendly Cassidy, under his breath: "There he goes again"

Enemy Cassidy, cautious: "He's close, I can feel it"

~~~~~

Friendly Echo, in awe: "Fascinating..."

Enemy Echo, in her team comms: "My systems have detected an anomaly in time, be wary"

~~~~~

Friendly Reinhardt, shudders: "I don't think I'll ever get used to that"

Enemy Reinhardt, confused: "When...did he?"

They eliminate enemy Reader

Lucio, teasingly: "World stop... Carry on"

~~~~~

Cassidy, teasing: "Maybe ya weren't so worthy after all"

~~~~~

Tracer, giggling: "I guess even time plays favorites"

~~~~~

Echo, prideful: "Temporal equilibrium restored!"

~~~~~

Reinhardt, boasting: "No Stand required"

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kortsitron · 9 months

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Ok how would the overwatch cast react to y/n saying on a mission moments before it downpours “ hmmm.” ( insert sniffing noise ) “ it smells like it’s gonna rain. We could probably go inside or seek some type of shelter.” And then forgetting that they grew up in the Midwest, as I am convinced that the people who can smell rain are mutants.

Rainy weather

First of all, apologies for answering this so late. I admit I wasn’t sure about these headcanons at first, but after looking at characters I write for – I thought that I can make something fun out of this. And a little fun fact – I think I might be one of those people who can smell rain lol. Anyway enjoy! <3

Genji Shimada

☁ Genji can't really smell rain since almost all the time he has his mask on

☁ Once you say it's going to rain, Genji looks at you surprised

☁ Once you tell him that you can smell in the air, he chuckles

☁ Then once it actually starts to rain, Genji chuckles again and apologizes

☁ Right after that, jokingly asks what other superpowers you might have

Hanzo Shimada

☁ Hanzo can't really smell rain, so he often got soaked in his life

☁ When you say it's going to rain and how confidently you say it, he looks confused and ask how you can tell

☁ He doesn't believe you at first, but after going to a shelter and sees that it starts to rain, he apologizes that he didn't believe you

☁ You play it off jokingly, because you can tell he's really serious about the apology and explain that everything is fine

Cole Cassidy

☁ I believe Cole is also the person who can smell that the rain is coming, he may even starts smelling the air before you do

☁ But as soon as he hears you sniff the air too, he looks up at you surprised

☁ He does not argue when you say it's time to look for shelter

☁ Once everyone is safe in the shelter, Cole will ask about it and admit you surprised him, because he did not expect for you to be also able to smell rain

Ramattra

☁ Ramattra obviously can't smell rain, but his sensors can inform him that there's a change in the air

☁ He will be surprised when he sees you sniff and says it's going to rain

☁ He knows how to kill and hurt humans, but he does not know much beyond that

☁ After finding a shelter, he asks how does human smell that and how common is it for humans be able to smell things like that

Niran Pruksamanee

☁ Niran is a plant mom, so he's almost always aware of the weather

☁ He may not be to smell the rain, but will most likely be aware before mission that it might rain

☁ Niran is confused by your conclusion, just by a few a small quick sniffs

☁ He asks if you're sure and when your answer is positive, he does does not plan on arguing and looks for shelter with you

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yandere-genji · 6 months

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Hi, big fan of your work!! Could you please do Yandere Genji or Cassidy snooping through their fem s/o's internet history to make sure she's been a good girl, only to discover she's been looking at all different kinds of sex toys?

tw: yandere, abuse reader is gender neutral

💚 Genji

What sets Genji apart from other yanderes is his method of keeping his darling under control. Genji works from a distant. Sure, stalking goes without saying, but his motive runs deeper than simply watching his darling from afar. Since his time in Blackwatch, he’s worked in the shadows. Honed the ability to use himself as threat to subdue enemies. Because when you realize he’s made you a target, it’s already too late.

So he might not be by your side commanding your every move, but he’ll be there. The unsettling wind at your back, the shuffling of footsteps somewhere in the distance, the displaced objects in your home. He might confront you face to face, depends on what he has planned for you. But by technicality, you’ll have your own space.

But is it yours, really? Because you can’t relax when you have eyes on you. You’re hyper vigilant, all too aware of any vulnerability you might expose. Still, Genji doesn’t have time to keep watch on you at every second. He has business to attend to from time to time. So when you do have those moments alone, you’re quick to take advantage of them.

Unfortunately for you, Genji is always sure to check up on you when he returns from his duties. He has a few excuses for this, namely that he wants to make sure you’re doing alright, that you’re safe. It’s thinly veiled, though, when he rummages through your delicates, unlocks your laptop and searches your internet history. It was only a matter of time until he stumbled across your unsavory interests, but he can’t help the smile that creeps on his face at the victory of unveiling them.

When you come home, the atmosphere is uneasy, an eerie shroud weighing heavy at your breast. Small things had been misplaced in ways that don’t make sense. You flick the lights on in your bedroom, and you’ve seen Genji before, but never so close and in such an intimate space.

He approaches you and you’re too stunned to even move. He holds up his hand and turns over a particularly impressive toy you’d had your eyes on, though the sight of it now has you ill at ease.

“This one caught your eye?” your face burns red as he examines the toy in his hand, “You’ve indulged me this much, I thought I might return the favor.”

❤️‍🔥 Cassidy

If you’ve never had a helicopter parent, Cassidy is going to take a lot of adjusting too. He loves to baby you, always watching over your shoulder and keeping you on a tight leash. His trust is gained in drops and lost in buckets, so his vigilance all depends on your temperament. That being said, he is very generous in rewarding good behavior, the conditions of which involves varying degrees of eager submission. Just be a good baby, and you’ll have nothing to worry about.

But it’s not the worry that gets to you. It’s the constant hovering, he’s by your side whenever he can be and watching your every move. You have to be his perfect little angel or he’ll be sure to correct you, and God does he take every chance he can get. The more you gain his trust, though, the more forgiving he will be.

At first, he’ll shower you with little gifts like clothes or trinkets, he might even let you have some TV time. Then it’s trips to the park, picnic dates and even some restaurants, with the condition you never leave his side. Still, the outside exposure is dearly missed. And when he buys you a laptop, you wonder if it’s a test.

Despite his experience in a highly technical organization, Cassidy is completely oblivious to anything involving technology or computers. It was never a skill he had use for developing, his brute strength capable enough to render any other ability useless. So, he was handing the responsibility to you, trusting you wouldn’t betray him.

And you didn’t, you were really good, especially when it was new and exciting. The little things were enough to satisfy you, watching YouTube videos, listening to your own music, or simply reading the news. It’d been so long since you had internet access. As time went by, you got a little bolder, messaging some friends and playing video games. But nothing could’ve prepared you for the urge you felt when Cassidy was sent out in a mission, leaving you all to yourself.

When he was here, you had your fill of sexual attention. Honestly, you couldn’t get his hands off of you. Though it could be exhausting, it trained in you a need. Something you couldn’t quit cold turkey. And without Cassidy to satisfy that craving, you developed a terrible habit of browsing sex toys.

And what a stupid habit it was, especially when Cassidy caught you red-handed on an early return. The way his smile beamed made you want to recoil into yourself, vanish right then and there.

“Cassidy! I can explain!” your mind was already in the process of spinning some story, “There was this stupid pop-up ad, I didn’t mean to click it - actually I was clicking out of it, but the stupid track pad- Oh my gosh, I swear.”

You knew he was going to laugh, you were prepared for him to tease you, you knew it was going to happen. But the preparation wasn’t enough to shield your embarrassment.

“Naughty thing, ain’t ya?” he purred, his lips curling in a wily grin.

“Please don’t be mad at me,” you pleaded with big doe eyes you knew would melt him.

“Oh, pumpkin,” he cupped your chin and circled a thumb over your lips, “Must’ve missed me bad. Let me take care of you.”

From then on, pandora’s box was open. Cassidy loves to see you embrace your sexual side, especially when he can take advantage of it. And your new interest is another opportunity to do just that. He’ll have you put

on display while he sits back and enjoys a nice cigar and cool glass of whiskey.

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