McCree! For um this one: “better get your dad jokes ready.“ Cause I can see McCree being the dad jokes kinda dude. Thnaks so much! Female S/O who is also the one preggers, please.

You just returned home from a doctor’s appointment. Jesse was there to greet you, thankfully with no cigarillo lit at the moment.

“So how’d it go?” he asked as you walked past him to the kitchen.

“Fine.”

“Jus’ fine? Doc say anything else?”

Jesse followed you, watching you gathered the necessarily things to make yourself coffee. You kept your back to him.

“I’m fine! Perfectly healthy.”

“Ehhhhh, I get the feelin’ you’re hiding somethin’.”

“What could I be hiding?” you asked, getting out some decaf grounds from the cupboards.

“Ah dunno.”

“Look, I have a present for you,” you said, handing him a small plastic shopping bag.

He took it, but he glanced up at your face, feeling that you were distracting him from the current topic with this present. He opened the bag and fished out a book. He squinted at the cover.

“Big Book of…Dad Jokes?”

“I figured you better get your dad jokes ready,” you told him.

You patted your stomach and grinned wide.

Jesse finally understood. A grin slowly spread across his face, as well. He took a wide step forward to gather you into a tight hug. Jesse was unusually silent, just holding you. You expected him to pick you up and spin you about, but no. Then he started to tremble.

“Baby? Are you-are you crying?”

He sniffled and said, “Maybe.”

“Awwww,” you murmured, rubbing his back lightly.

“J-just never thought this w-would happen,” he sobbed.

You let him cry it out on your shoulder, still rubbing his back. After he was done, he promised with a wink to make you regret buying the book.

Oooh, baby prompts! What about #27 with McCree?

Heck yeah! Jesse dealing with mood-swings like a sweetie:

“Honey, yer pregnant. That’s all baby. You look beautiful.”

“Mhmm,” was all you would reply, and you threw another piece of clothing to the floor. You went back to digging through your closet, but you knew you wouldn’t find anything. Currently, you were in your skivvies.

“Let’s just go get ya some new dresses. Real pretty.”

“No,” you insisted, shaking your head, “Not again. We spent all this money…”

“Pumpkin, you have to,” Jesse softly pleaded with you. He walked towards you and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind. He patted your rounded stomach. “You can’t go everywhere buck naked. As much as I would like,” he added under his breath.

You had happily bought maternity clothes months ago. Today, they no longer fit. You grew bigger than anticipated for your first pregnancy. You were frustrated. You felt fat. That if the clothes didn’t fit, there was something wrong with you.

Jesse knew this was nonsense, and he was amused at how fussy you were being. He rocked you gently as you huffed. He tickled you with his beard, one of the tricks he used to get you to laugh and smile. Instead you stepped out of his embrace and spun to face him.

“Are you calling me ‘pumpkin’ because I’m shaped like one?” you demanded to know.

He put up hands defensively.

“Now, that’s the hormones talkin’.”

You looked down and frowned at yourself.

“That’s true,” you huffed. “I’m sorry, Jesse!”

You came back into his arms, about to cry, and feeling really bad.

“Hush, now. You think I can stay mad at you?”

How about “I was in the neighborhood” for McCree~?

overdrivels:

you don’t even know (or do you) that I already have this one conveniently prepared during my stream.

“I was in the neighborhood.”

You stare incredulously at the cowboy at your doorstep. “You were in Mexico yesterday…”

McCree shrugs nonchalantly, still undeterred. “Like I said, was in the neighborhood.” He gives your doorway a once-over, a poor attempt to continue his generally disinterest, but you can practically feel the excitement radiating from him. “So, you going t’invite me in or leave a man hangin’?”

Wordlessly, you step to the side, allowing him into your abode.

“Much obliged.” He tips his hat at you.

Before you close the door, you briefly check to ensure no one is watching this exchange–McCree may be an expert at evading the law, what with the ridiculous bounty on his head, but he can get careless. As soon as the coast seems clear, you shut it, only to find Jesse McCree, international criminal (and part-time journalist) smiling at you, a warm twinkle in his amber eyes.

“I missed ya, darlin’.”

You reach up as he comes down, engulfing you in a warm, tight hug that smells of tobacco, dust, and sweat. (Surprisingly, alcohol is nowhere on his person.)

But you say nothing of it, and instead, only murmur into his shoulder, “I missed you, too.”

Filthy.

@imagine-this-overwatch You had an idea a while ago and I went scrolling through your tumblr for it because I remember there was an anon who was like DON’T CALL IT MCGENJI!! But I couldn’t find the post!!

Anyway, the scenario is McCree, of a McCree x Reader pairing, sent naughty photos of sexytimes to Genji. Genji enjoys. I decided to take it one step further and write my addition of: What if McCree and Reader invited Genji over to join in? And McCree records it?

Jesse held the camera up to get a good shot of your naked body. He moved it up and down, zooming on your ass, chest, and where your thighs met your hips.

“Do me a favour and plant your rear on his face. It’s my favourite,” Jesse requested.

“Oh, I know it is,” you said.

Genji laid back. You climbed onto him and wrapped your thighs tightly around his head. You crossed your ankles and trapped his face against your cunt. If Jesse was going to encourage you to mess around with another man, you were gonna have some fun.

Jesse captured your happy expression as Genji lapped at your parts, with your bit lip and half-lidded eyes. Genji’s tongue and lips were sending you to heaven.

“I miss this face when I’m the one down there,” Jesse said, waggling his eyebrows and happily capturing this moment for later.

You smiled at him.

Genji put his hand to your ass. He squeezed firmly a few times. Then he pressed with purpose, encouraging you to put more weight on his face. You took it upon yourself to grind down on him, instead. Genji’s hand left your ass to lazily stroke the base of his cock. You took the head in your fist and gave it a teasing squeeze.

“You don’t hafta choke the man,” Jesse said.

You twisted around to look at him, displaying your curves for the camera.
“Oh, I intend to let him return the favour.” You gave him a wicked smile and turned back around to get to work.

Near your end, you rolled your hips quickly, arching up prettily for Jesse. Genji’s thighs flexed and twitched as you actually cut off his air supply. You rolled off him after you were done.

Genji caught his breath and contentedly sighed. A lovely, pink blush was across his marred cheeks. He gave himself a final stroke and sat up.

“My turn.”

You lay against a stack of pillows to angle your head and shoulders up to take Genji’s dick better. He let you suck him off for a bit before beginning to slowly thrust into your wet mouth. He was being nicer than you were before. It wasn’t long before he really went at it, and all you could do was clamp your lips around his shaft, slick with your saliva. Jesse came in close to get multiple angles of Genji kneeling over you, fucking the round, soft hole your lips were making.
He slowed to a stop, and you took the opportunity to lap your tongue at his slick head.

“You are surprisingly quiet, McCree,” he said.

“Can’t a man enjoy the show?”

You suckled on Genji’s cock gently like a popsicle. But then he took it away.

“I don’t want to cum yet.”

You put on an exaggerated pout.

“Please tell me you’re gonna fuck now,” Jesse said, leaning forward in his seat.

“So vulgar,” teased Genji.

“Maybe, but his dirty talk is the best,” you said, winking at the camera.

“Hey, I have an idea,” Jesse said as you were getting up.

“I defer to you,” Genji said, giving him a slight bow.

You sat on Genji’s cock in reverse cowgirl at first, with the camera getting the exact moment of you plugging the fat head of his dick into your shining, wet pussy.

“Okay, now lie back, and Genji, you hold ‘er up. Yeah, like that.”

Genji held you with his palms pressing into your back. He gave your cunt a few testing thrusts. Not like taking Jesse’s dick at all. Jesse opened you up with his fat cock and all the closeness of your relationship behind it. Being fucked by Genji was a precision strike into your quivering depths, making you weak. Jesse captured your cries and shaking thighs.

“Spread her legs a lil’ more.”

Genji hooked his knees beneath yours and pushed your thighs open.

“Come on,” Genji said between pants, “I can last through two rounds at least.”

“No,” Jesse said. He inhaled through his cigar and then put it back on the ashtray, “you won’t.”

He let out the smoke through his nostrils and went back to holding the camera steady. His length, at full attention, bobbed against his button-up shirt. It poked out from his unzipped jeans and the hole in his boxers, and drooled a little from the head.

“A bit more, Genji!” McCree said. He knew your sex faces like a well-read, old paperback. “Honestly, I’m a little jealous you got there so fast,” he muttered.

To which you protested, “Jesse!”

“I’m just kiddin’ ya, Babe.” He smirked and zoomed in on your face. This was it; to the untrained eye, you looked about to sneeze. “There it is…”

“Ah, jeez,” he muttered again, bucking into his palm, as you yelled, “Oh, God!”
Jesse moved closer, zooming in on where Genji was inserted into you. Right now he was locked into place. The camera caught the slight twitch of your walls. Inside, they were crushing Genji’s cock in rapid succession.

Genji swore up a storm and then a choked moan interrupted his words, while he filled you with his creamy, white cum. He held you up, so you didn’t crash back onto his chest parts.

“My loooord,” he groaned.

“That’s my honey,” Jesse said proudly, giving you a lazy grin. “Stay right there. Lemme get this shot.”

While Genji was still hard, Jesse wiggled his pinky finger just inside your rim. He worked some cum out to show the camera.

“You did good. I’m proud ah ya.”

“Thanks, Baby,” you replied, warmed by his praise.

Genji groaned again with the effort of holding you up to slide out of you. Jesse caught that, too. A close-up of the cum smeared up and down the cyborg’s shiny cock. The mixture of fluids flowing back between your cheeks.

“Filthy,” Jesse said flatly.

He got that look. A calm expression, but his eyes burned.

He stuck two fingers into you. Then inserted a third.

How easily they slid in and how warm you were inside made his mind up for him.
“Lay back, Honey.”

Genji eased you down onto his chest. Jesse turned off the camera, put it aside, and mounted you, rutting into your heat immediately. His body was heavy on you, and pressed you down, trapping you between him and Genji. Jesse thrust deeper and sped up until he was satisfied with the volume of the skin-to-skin slap.

“Ya wanna bite here,” Jesse told his friend, tapping your neck with a couple fingers.

Genji’s teeth gently sank down into the soft skin on your neck. He played with your nipples, his finger pads rubbing up and down. Jesse worked you until you started to mutter his name in reverence. You hung on to his sides. Genji’s fingers graduated to pinching your small nubs.

You squirmed from all the stimulus, and Jesse said, “That’s it.”

He was gonna coax another orgasm from you, and you weren’t about to stop him. Jesse placed his beard on the free side of your neck and gently brushed against your skin.

“C’mon, Honey,” he said quietly, as if it was just the two of you in the room. “C’mon.”

Genji adjusted his teeth, causing a canine to scrape along the skin, and you whined. Jesse turned his head to claim your mouth. He sucked on your tongue, pulling back to bite your tongue gently and pull. Genji squeezed your entire left breast and reached down to roughly finger your clit with the rough climbing pads on his fingertips.

Your hips lifted up, and you your tore your mouth from Jesse’s kiss. That was his cue to drive into you harder, slapping hard against your inner thighs until they were red and stinging.

Jesse started to coax you verbally again, until you tightened around his cock. A powerful squeeze that he welcomed and let drag him over the edge. Your cunt forced higher-pitched moans out of his wide mouth.

Once he caught his breath, he murmured praises to you.

"Look at ya, all full of our cum. All flushed and messy,” Jesse gave you a quick kiss. “Okay, now. Let’s not bore Genji ta death.”

He withdrew from you carefully, but you still clenched your teeth in pain.
“I’m sore,” you complained.

“Don’t I know, Honey,” he assured you tenderly, ‘Don’t I know.“

You and Jesse cleaned each other. Genji preferred to take care of himself.

Satisfied Ch 3 – McCree

Link to AO3 Page

You were trying to get Jesse, normally your good boy, to try your favourite flavour of pie. Strawberry and rhubarb. But he was refusing. Politely, but refusing.

“No, Ma’am.”

“Jesse.”

“Don’t like the combination, Ma’am.”

If Jesse didn’t like the pie, you wouldn’t have pushed him. But he hasn’t tried it yet, so you pulled out his leash and collar to turn him into a better supplicant. He willingly sank to his knees while you sat on a dining chair. You kept a firm grip on the leather leash. You caressed the soft underside of the strip of leather with your thumb.

Jesse suspiciously eyed the small plate perched on your lap. A slice of pie sat on it. The normally talkative, almost rambling, man, kept his mouth firmly shut.

You huffed out of your nose. You placed the plate on the table. You opened your legs, wrapped the end of the leash around your hand to get a firmer grip, and pulled Jesse closer. You pulled until his nose was buried in the cloth covering your cunt. A daze fell over his face as he inhaled the slight scent.

“You can have that once you try a bite,” you told him, giving slack on the leash for him to lean back.

He hmph’d in frustration at the condition you set. You ignored his brattiness, and cut a piece off the slice of pie with the side of the fork. You brought it down to Jesse’s face. He backed away. You clucked at him.

He reluctantly opened his mouth. You poked at his lips with the end of the fork, encouraging him to open it further. He opened it enough for you to slip the piece of pie inside. Jesse closed his lips, and then you slipped the clean fork out. Jesse’s face contorted as he chewed, expecting a disgusting taste to coat his tongue.

He discovered that it wasn’t so bad. An unexpectedly delicious flavour. Tart and sweet. He finished the slice of pie off no problem after that. He licked his lips. You smiled, inwardly gloating.

“Good boy,” you purred.

You placed the fork back on the table and tugged on the leash again.

“You still hungry, Baby?”

He nodded. “Mhm, Ma’am.”

You tugged on the leash yet again, this time with your thighs parted. You slid down on the seat towards his mouth.

Jesse gave the crotch of your pants a gentle kiss before getting down to work. His teeth dragged down your clothed lips. You arched and pressed into his mouth. He was content just to work his mouth on you, it didn’t matter how. You growled and roughly brushed his messy hair to one side. Feeling the need to just /touch/ him. Jesse drove you nuts with his teeth, biting gently over and over, while you kept your intense gaze locked with his.

“You better not stop,” you warned.

Jesse lowered his gaze in deference and concentrated on his work. He pulled on the fabric teeth. You cried out softly, pressing open your thighs further. You relaxed back to enjoy the pleasure pooling in your clit. He licked up your clothed cunt, keeping his tongue taught and strong.

He stopped. Your eyes snapped open to search for the reason why.

“Do you want more, Ma’am?” Jesse asked.

“Oh, yes,” you moaned.

You let, allowed, Jesse to pull your legs up, your hips closer to him, and your pants and panties up.

Jesse buried his nose between your legs and incredibly slowly, tenderly dragged his teeth down your lips again, this time with nothing protecting your skin.

“Fuck, Jesse,” you breathed.

You wiggled your hips against his teasing touches.

“Please, Ma’am,” Jesse pled, wanting you to keep still.

“Then get to it, Jesse!”

He could only reach the bottom of your lips properly with his mouth, so he sucked on those. Your thighs strained against your pants, trying to open more, to get more of Jesse’s lovely, warm mouth. He alternated between sucking your lips and licking up your slit.

You hummed, growling praises at him. Encouraging him to keep going. Telling him that if you came on his tongue, you might consider that he could stand up on his knees and push his dick inside you.

Jesse went full on licking at your slit after your words. The hot, slick muscle sliding up your quivering entrance. Penetrating inside. Flicking at the bottom of your blood-swollen lips. You let yourself cum on his tongue. He wiggled and dragged the wet muscle up your slit as you gushed.

You sank further down in the chair, limbs dangling. You sighed happily. Jesse was so good at this.

“I’m convinced. Fuck me, Cowboy.”

thewritingrogue:

Of course! That’s kind of a lot of boys, so I’m going to limit that to attack and defense heroes for now, and the imagines will be fairly short. Hope you don’t mind!

These were really fun to write! Thinking about all of their faces lighting up after seeing their s/o made me really happy.

Just a note: I won’t be doing Bastion or Torbjorn, I just couldn’t think of anything for them

Imagines below the cut.

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(Sorry if I miss understood that requests were open if they’re not!) Could I get something fluffy for McCree, Genji or Hanzo where their s/o nervously asks them to go with them to their doctors app. Since they need to get blood taken (or anything that has to do with needles) and they’re super scared of needles and need some comfort 😤👌bonus points if s/o surprises them with how scared they end up getting since they’re usually pretty brave/indifferent on the field but rn they’re just a mess 👌

mchanzosammich:

(This was too cute to only write one.)

You sat and kicked your heels against the bench anxiously while you waited for the nurse to finish tying the elastic around your arm. Having blood drawn made you nervous. The first time you had it done–after they finally calmed you enough to get the needle in–the sight of your blood pumping into the tiny plastic vial had made you faint. Now you always made sure to bring moral support.

McCree:

McCree stood nearby with a hand rested on your leg and a barely concealed grin on his face. He had no love for medical procedure of any kind, but the terror in your eyes when you saw a needle was so endearing he had to bite his cheek to keep from laughing. You were staring nervously at where you knew the needle was heading when he pinched your leg hard.

“Ow, what has that for?” you said, turning your attention to him.

He laughed despite his best efforts to keep a straight face. You heard the nurse chuckling quietly and turned to see she already had gauze pressed against your skin. The ordeal was over, and you hadn’t even noticed.

Genji:

Genji always tried to talk you through your fears, a habit you were grateful for. With his guidance you had overcome both your irrational fear of spiders and your intense distrust of calamari. Conquering your fear of needles would be the greatest challenge yet. Every day since you asked him to join you he’d coached you the way he had for your previous fears.

“Are you ready?” he asked. You nodded, too nervous to speak. “Take a deep breath.”

You breathed in together and held it. The pinch of the needle hurt for only a second, and then it was done. You breathed out and smiled.

“I did it!” you exclaimed. “Thank you.”

Hanzo:

Hanzo hadn’t questioned why you were scared or why you wanted him with you when you invited him. He simply said “Of course” and left it at that. From the way he eyed the needle you might have guessed it made him just as nervous as you were, but you didn’t want to hurt his pride by asking.

You jumped when the needle pierced your skin, and he gave your hand a comforting squeeze. You focused on his presence beside you and tried not to look at the needle in your arm. It was over in no time. He kissed your hand and smiled at you.

“You did well.”

Could I request headcanons with a very tired female s/o who doesn‘t wants to sleep (maybe because of a nightmare or what you want)? With Lúcio, McCree and Junkrat please :)

my-love-goes-far:

I have a thing for tired reader and/or tired character; just too sweet. Hope you like!

Lúcio

he can clearly see how tired you are as you slump in front of the desk very late at night, writing away at some reports

approaches behind you, placing his hands on your shoulders and tells you that you need to go to sleep because it’s not good for your health ~~(quite the worry wart for you)~~

you’re reluctant at first because you need to have them done before morning comes, but Lúcio is not getting any of that from you

“But you should at least rest a little. Your job is stressing as it is and you need to look out for yourself, docinho.” “But I need to finish these first.” “Fine, I will stay here with you then until you finish.”

starts to get sleepy but he’s a strong frog ~~(strong frog he is)~~

wraps his arm around your waist as you begin to stand up and guides you to your bed

waits until you have fallen asleep and gives your lips a soft kiss

“So stubborn but I love you anyway.”

McCree

can’t believe you’re still at the practice room at this hour even though you had told him hours ago that you would rest very soon

“Sweetheart, what are you still doing here? Have you even looked at the time?” “Yea but I haven’t gotten this right yet.” “Can’t you do it tomorrow?” “Na ah.”

walks towards you with his fists clenched, takes the weapon away from your hands and carries you in his arms despite your protests ~~(angry cowboy)~~

lays you in bed and gives you a look saying to go to sleep, hands on his hips

“If I see you doing something like this again, I will do the same like I did tonight. Don’t even dare me because I will, pumpkin.”

even if you twist and turn on the bed, Jesse won’t let you go anywhere, even the bathroom

he knows you want to get better but there’s a limit to everything

once you fall asleep, he will rub your hair and give your forehead a kiss

“A cowboy ain’t nothing without it’s healthy lady.”

Junkrat

he’s used to sleeping late and does it frequently but he’s quite surprised when you haven’t called him to go to bed with you

finds out that you are actually in the bed but you’re reading a pretty long book

gives you a bewildered look but you don’t notice because you are engrossed on it

“Darl’? Don’t you think you should be sleeping by now?” “It’s just that I got in a good part and then another and then another!” “Huh, I see.”

you’re not paying attention to him anymore and he just plops into bed, tossing away your book ~~(quite the jealous one)~~

proceeds to hug you and won’t let go until you give and go to sleep

you finally fall asleep and gives you a last squeeze and kiss on your cheek

“Such a sheila.”

what about hc’s for blackwatch genji and blackwatch mccree on a hot summer day with their s/o?

damagedninja:

mccree

would take you out on a nice ice cream date

~~just to cool down ofc~~

holds his hand on your lower back as you make your order

leads you to a bench afterwards, telling you how glad he is that you came with him

he loves spending his spare time with you

enjoys it to watch you eating your ice cream

as you say that you forgot your sunglasses he would give you his hat

~~it’s waaay to big for your head~~

he’s absolutely fascinated about you wearing his hat

you could swear he was blushing a bit when you smiled at him

genji

you both would lay under a giant tree, that hides you from the sun

his cybernetic parts would get way too hot in the sun

he loves listening to you when you tell him stories about your past

it calms him

he’d enjoy your company ~~but he would never say that in his blackwatch times~~

you’re like honey for his soul

smiles under his visor when you do a crown made of flowers

you even do one for him

~~he’ll keep that crown and hide it in his room~~

Can you please do kissing headcanons for the shimadas, mccree, and junker duo please? 💋

iwriteforoverwatchnow:

Genji

He has a lot of experience so hes like crazy good at kissing.

If he were younger it would probably be more frantic and heated.

If it’s him currently then its still pretty hot but its slower with more romantic intent rather than sexual drive.

A hands on your waist kinda guy. He really knows how to make the world seem top fade.

Hanzo

Probably wont want to kiss in public affection is something private in his mind.

If he ever does its a quick but sweet peck somewhere out of the way.

Hes usually very gentle about it but can be rough when the mood strikes and when it does you better be ready for him.

He kisses slow and cups your cheek like a cheesy k drama scene.

McCree

He kisses you all the G darn time all over your G darn face.

He likes to express his feelings whenever he has the chance but hes kinda smug about it too.

He appreciates it if you return his kisses too. He likes to make a game out of who can give more surprise kisses throughout the day.

I wanna say he probably has a lot of experience kissing too and is likely a master of kissing you until you’ve got stars in your eyes. Probably would dip you. Is really impressed if you can dip him as well.

Roadhog

Personally I’m a sucker for the mask kisses where he just kinda snoot boops you so I wanna say there’s lots of that.

Also he will never take off his mask in public so even just lifting it up for a quick kiss is something he will only do in private.

Kinda rough when you’re really going at it but it’s not too bad. He’s no expert but he takes the time to learn about what you like.

His hands are big enough to cover your entire back so you’re flush against him.

Junkrat

The first few times were pretty sloppy and too rough for just about anyone. he probably bit you.

But what he lacks in skill he makes up for in enthusiasm.

Hes also the type to kiss you anytime anywhere no matter what’s going on around you. Eventually he does learn how to kiss properly and while hes never the best he certainly knows how to please

Kisses are just as fiery as he is and he’ll probably try to pin you when you make out but he actually really likes if you try to pin back. It helps him burn off some of that energy of his.