“Nice catch, McCree,” you say breathlessly, a laugh threaded somewhere in your words that stutters in the same tempo of your pulse.
“Ain’t nothin’. Wouldn’t want your pretty head smashed on the floor, now would you?”
Catching you falling from a single story drop isn’t just ‘nothing’, but McCree still manages to make it look easy despite the pinch of pain in his deceptively easy-going smile. (The beard and hat really helps camouflage just exactly how much of a toll this reckless act took.)
“No, but I’m good now, thanks. Could you just, uh, let me down?”
In response, he bounces you up a bit and you’re forced to grab onto his serape with an indignant squawk as he starts to walk off into–how corny–the sunset.
“Nah. I just really love holding you, darlin’.”
Tag: mccree x reader
“I’ve had enough.” With McCree? McCree’s a wondering cowboy and his S/O is done with him? Break that lovable cowboy’s heart.
Sorry this one took so long!
You waited anxiously for Jesse to return to your home. It used to be his home, too.
You sat on the back of the sofa, peeking out through the blinds. You kept checking your phone for the time, compounding your restlessness. You almost went outside to get a better look around, just in case he ws moseying down the street.
You didn’t have much to do besides wait. You didn’t do much when he was home, anyway. It was always too risky to go out and be seen together. Normal things like going on dates to eat out or visit the park were out of the question. Last time Jesse came home, you got cabin fever so badly that you picked a fight, yelling at him over his leaving his boots in the hallway. It was stupid, and you hated yourself for it.
That’s when you started thinking.
Normally, Jesse’s exploits only ended up in the news local to the area. You made the mistake of checking all the articles, and it got inside your head. He was honest with you that there was always a small chance that someone would come to harm you to get to him. Or that you could be arrested for harbouring a criminal. It got to the point that you jumped almost a foot off the ground whenever a neighbour said hi. You didn’t want to live your life this way anymore.
The train incident involving Talon being all over the news was the last straw.
You saw the dark red of Jesse’s serape down the street in the waning sun. You dialed his number and put the phone to your ear.
“Somethin’ wrong?” he answered. He knew right away something was up, because you never called him the day he was expected home.
You hesitated.
“I made a deal with the police,” you said solemnly. “I’m sorry Jesse. I can’t-”
His loud swearing drowned out your explanation.
“Why’d you do this ta me?!” he demanded. “Ya took my only safe place from me. Why?!
"It’s not safe, Jesse. Not for me. Because of you. I’ve had enough.”
He swore some more, quietly, instead of arguing, because he knew it was true.
He spit on the ground and asked, “Do I at least get a head start?”
“No,” you replied. “They agreed not to charge me if they caught you. That’s the deal.”
Jesse said no more. You heard yelling in the background. Some shots were fired. You hung up then, because you had some crying to do.
16 & 18 with McCree?
“I’ve got you,” and “it’s late, shouldn’t you be asleep,” with McCree. Hope you guys don’t mind some of these are in the spirit of the prompts, instead of it being word-for-word. 😛
“It’s late. Shouldn’t you be hittin’ the hay?”
You took a seat next to the relaxing cowboy. Close enough to smell his mussed, second day musky hair. You were just friends at the moment, but your closeness didn’t bother him.
“I tried. Too much coffee.” You shrugged.
“I get that.”
Jesse also has a disfunctional relationship with coffee. And drinking. Smoking. Anything involving his oral fixation.
You inched closer and put your cheek to his shoulder. You moved your foot towards his boot so that your thigh sat alongside his. Jesse let you mooch his warmth for a few minutes.
Then he looked over to see you giving him puppy eyes.
“Can I help you?” he asks with a twinkle in his eye.
You both know what you want. He prefers to be playful and have you ask.
“Could you tell me a bedtime story, Jesse? Please?”
You turn up the politeness, because he’s old-fashioned like that. And you press an inch closer, putting a hand on his arm. Normally, Jesse doesn’t appreciate anyone getting that close, but you’re bein’ so darned cute.
He looks off into space and says, “So I was takin’ the train once when Talon shows up.”
Impossibly, you melt even further into Jesse’s side. He tells the story in a gentle whisper, drawing out every word he can. He’s even quiet when he gets to the part where he shoots the bad guys.
“Bam, bam, bam,” Jesse says, with an accompanying fingergun. He mimes fanning the hammer with his other hand.
He finishes the story with mock sadness. “And they never stood a chance,” he says, shaking his head.
Jesse peeps over at you. You’re fast asleep, clinging to his arm.
“Gets ‘em every time,” he brags to the empty room.
Vampire hanzo or vampire 76 creeping at night, their sweet sweet prey theyve been stalking wakes up to bite marks in special places… first the neck, then the chest, then the hip… soon shes got bites on her thighs and has no idea what kinda mosquito this is or why she keeps waking up so wet. One day she wakes up in the middle of the night to a man in her room… initial shock wears off when he shows her what else ge can do with his mouth
Vampires make for such good dubcon because they can charm their person of interest into a nice high, fogged up headspace where they don’t give a fuck, or are too overwhelmed/confused to care or fight the intruding, scary supernatural predator crawling between their legs.
Reader’s been thinking about going to the doctor too because she’s been really lethargic lately? Maybe these mosquitos have given her something… she should probably get her place fumigated while she’s at it. She won’t do either, because vampire!Hanzo has been slowly turning her into his thrall. Telling her in her sleep not to go to the doctor because Hanzo doesn’t want to risk her blood ending up tainted by a transfusion. He likes it just the way it is. The fumigation is a waste of her time. So every time she goes to make appointments or phone calls for some reason she just… doesn’t do it?
She also has the craziest dreams that she can’t exactly remember, but one thing she does remember is that they’re usually filthy. One night she goes to sleep early due to how tired she is and it disrupts her sleep schedule, messes with Hanzo’s influence and she wakes up as he starts to touch her. She only gets the chance to scream for a moment before she’s being cooed at to hush. He’s been far too greedy lately, taking too much from her. Tonight he’ll give her something in return: his skilled tongue between her legs, eating her out into writhing bliss.
May I add on?
I really like the idea of a vampire McCree. If he puts his accent on super heavy and slow, it hypnotizes his target. He might corner you somewhere alone, but then take you somewhere even more secluded to pull your pants down and stick his hands under your clothes to have his way with you. Then he rearranges your clothes and leaves before the spell has worn off.
Young Genji could do something similar (minus the accent part), but it’s easier for him to get people alone on dates. You’d wake up the next morning in a fancy hotel room not knowing how you got there, with condoms and other evidence strewn about the room. Genji might take videos or pictures of the fun he had. McCree wouldn’t; doesn’t want any more evidence (besides the evidence he released inside you) of what he did because he’s on the run.
A vampire!McCree with a hypnotizing drawl really fucking gets me. Finds you in a bar and sweet talks into your ear. Puts you under his spell and gets you out into the dirty, dark back alleyway to get his fill and have his fun with you. Maybe he has to keep talking to you all low throughout the whole thing in order to keep you entranced. So vampire!McCree makes it a point to tell you what he’s doing through dirty talk. But I also like the idea of his spell being so powerful that all he has to do is come up behind you, run his hands down your arms, and whisper “follow me” and your his for a good hour.
A young!Genji would also use his vampire powers to his full advantage and be really gross about his use of those powers. He wants to take pictures so that he has a log of all the victims he’s charmed into his bed, and takes videos as all the nasty shit that he can convince them to do. Maybe even makes then rewatch the videos in the morning like an asshole asking if they remember any of it.
Vampire hanzo or vampire 76 creeping at night, their sweet sweet prey theyve been stalking wakes up to bite marks in special places… first the neck, then the chest, then the hip… soon shes got bites on her thighs and has no idea what kinda mosquito this is or why she keeps waking up so wet. One day she wakes up in the middle of the night to a man in her room… initial shock wears off when he shows her what else ge can do with his mouth
Vampires make for such good dubcon because they can charm their person of interest into a nice high, fogged up headspace where they don’t give a fuck, or are too overwhelmed/confused to care or fight the intruding, scary supernatural predator crawling between their legs.
Reader’s been thinking about going to the doctor too because she’s been really lethargic lately? Maybe these mosquitos have given her something… she should probably get her place fumigated while she’s at it. She won’t do either, because vampire!Hanzo has been slowly turning her into his thrall. Telling her in her sleep not to go to the doctor because Hanzo doesn’t want to risk her blood ending up tainted by a transfusion. He likes it just the way it is. The fumigation is a waste of her time. So every time she goes to make appointments or phone calls for some reason she just… doesn’t do it?
She also has the craziest dreams that she can’t exactly remember, but one thing she does remember is that they’re usually filthy. One night she goes to sleep early due to how tired she is and it disrupts her sleep schedule, messes with Hanzo’s influence and she wakes up as he starts to touch her. She only gets the chance to scream for a moment before she’s being cooed at to hush. He’s been far too greedy lately, taking too much from her. Tonight he’ll give her something in return: his skilled tongue between her legs, eating her out into writhing bliss.
May I add on?
I really like the idea of a vampire McCree. If he puts his accent on super heavy and slow, it hypnotizes his target. He might corner you somewhere alone, but then take you somewhere even more secluded to pull your pants down and stick his hands under your clothes to have his way with you. Then he rearranges your clothes and leaves before the spell has worn off.
Young Genji could do something similar (minus the accent part), but it’s easier for him to get people alone on dates. You’d wake up the next morning in a fancy hotel room not knowing how you got there, with condoms and other evidence strewn about the room. Genji might take videos or pictures of the fun he had. McCree wouldn’t; doesn’t want any more evidence (besides the evidence he released inside you) of what he did because he’s on the run.
How would the BW crew (separately) punish a Reader that is not only trying to escape, but also quite smart about it. She is not constantly rebelling, but learned what they like and what they don’t to manipulate them. And it wouldn’t be hard to crush her until she begs for mercy, problem is the yanderes are head overs in love with her, and hope that one day she learns that her place and love belong to them. They want her to want them, so most brutal gory punishment are out of the question.
flcshbangs’ Masterlist
I’ve barely written anything for this blog, but, I’m trying slowly. Please feel free to send me requests. I will get to them! anyways, here is my master-list which I will continue to add to. Thanks for reading! ❤⃛ヾ(๑❛ ▿ ◠๑ )
Last Updated: May 4th, 2018
JESSE MCCREE
Marking Whats Mine – Deadlock!McCree x Reader (NSFW) – PART 1
Lifeguard!McCree x Fem Reader (NSFW)
McCree Teasing Fem Reader (NSFW)
MysteryMan!McCree – captures fem reader (NSFW)
HANZO SHIMADA
Yakuza!Hanzo Headcanons – (SFW & NSFW)
GENJI SHIMADA
Young!Genji – Headcanons (SFW & NSFW)
MULTIPLE CHARACTERS
Soldier 76 | Reaper – Teaching reader a lesson (NSFW)
Commander Morrison | Reyes |Genji | McCree – Blackwatch Gangbang (NSFW)
reblogging this to boost my fics! God, I love writing for McCree.
Could you maybe do a gentle femdom reader with an adorable McCree who is trying his best but can’t quite get the hang of being sub yet?
Although McCree was the first to bring up the topic of changing up your dynamic in the bedroom, you didn’t really expect him to know what he was getting into. You have always been happy to have a fairly vanilla sex life with him, even though he knows you are more inclined to be the one in charge. Still, you know him well enough that he will struggle to let you lead – it’s just the way he is.
“Hey,” you stroke his hair away from his eyes as you lean over him. “Let’s take a break.”
Jesse almost looks panicked and he shoots up, grabbing your hands as you move away from him. “No!” he clears his throat and kisses you gently. “I want-I want to do this. Let’s try again.”
a/n: wanted to write some more kisses for the ow characters similar to this post, but with some different characters! hope that you enjoy the one’s i picked to write for.
Soldier 76:
Hesitant, lips shaking. Jack doesn’t feel like he deserves this, not after that’s happened he doesn’t believe that happiness is something he can have, but those hesitant, shaking lips are always gentle. To him, you are like Atlas, holding him above the water stopping him from drowning and showing him that even he deserves this. To feel loved, and to be loved in return.
Reaper:
Lips littered with scars, but warm and kind. Despite how he is, Reaper is still the same man he was before, Gabriel was still there. In how he looked into your eyes, how he kissed you, holding your face delicately in his hands as if you were made of glass. Will bury his feelings deep in his heart, to protect you and to protect himself, but he always gives you the sweetest of kisses.
McCree:
Tasting of the cigars he smokes, lips warm. A smirk graces his lips while he leans back in seeking out your lips once more, never able to get enough of your kisses he seeks them out wherever he can. May it be a quick kiss before the two of you go on a mission, in the middle of the hallway or even hiding behind his hat. You love kissing your cowboy, relishing in that familiar cigar smell that clings to his clothes and the taste of it on his lips.
could i please get the trope of “pass the salt daddy” for mccree, hanzo, gabe and soldier?
Jesse McCree
You sit at the dinner table with your parents and your
boyfriend, Jesse. He’s meeting them for the first time and you’re both a little
nervous. Jesse can come on a little strong at times and you just want your
parents to love him as much as you do. You’re eating the pasta that your mom
has cook but you think it’s missing something but the salt is across the table,
in between Jesse and your dad.Taking a quick drink of water and setting the glass back on
the table, you speak up. “Can you pass the salt Daddy?”“Sure thing, sugar,” both Jesse your father say, reaching
for the salt shaker. Their hands touch momentarily before your dad removes his
hand away violently. He looks mortified while Jesse looks rather amused.“Well ain’t this something,” your boyfriend chuckles. He
reaches over and hands you the salt. You’re not even sure if you still want it.
Hanzo ShimadaDinner with your parents and Hanzo is going great. You
decided to introduce him to them since you’re finally home after months out in
the field. Everything is going great and your father’s cooking tastes fantastic
as always. But you find it’s missing a bit of salt.You set your fork to the side of your plate and ask, “Daddy?
Can you pass me the salt shaker?”Your father and Hanzo’s hands touch as they both grab the
salt shaker. Hanzo immediately looks mortified while your dad chuckles at what
just happened.“Don’t worry Hanzo,” your dad grabs the salt and hands it to
you. You’re too ashamed to look at him in the eyes. “The same happened to me
with y/n’s father.”You’re not sure who feels more embarrassed, you or Hanzo. At
least your dad is amused by the situation.
Gabriel ReyesYou weren’t sure how dinner with your parents and Gabe was
going to go. Your boyfriend is a few years older than you and your parents want
nothing but the best for you. You’re quietly munching to your food as your
father and Gabe talk back and forth.You momentarily interrupt their conversation, so you can add
some salt to your dinner. “Daddy, can you please pass me the salt?”They both stop talking and reach for the salt shaker that’s
in between them. Gabe laughs at what has happened and you can’t tell if your
dad finds it just as hilarious or is angry. Either way, you can’t look at him.“I don’t think the first introduction is going so great, Cariño,”
Gabe teases.Only Gabriel could find the situation amusing and not at all
mortifying. Maybe a comet will strike your house and you won’t have to look
your parents in the eyes again.
Jack MorrisonYou’re dating the famous Strike Commander; Jack Morrison and
your mother couldn’t be prouder. Your father on the hand needs some convincing.
When your mom found out she insisted you bring Jack to dinner to persuade your
dad’s mind. So far, it’s going great.Now you’re all sitting at the table, quietly munching away
as the conversation has come to a loll. Breaking the silence, you ask, “Daddy,
can you please pass the salt?”Both Jack and your father go to grab it but stop with their
arms awkwardly in the air as they realize what has happened. Jack quickly
retracts his hand and places it behind his head, looking extremely embraced and
your father just looks pissed.Your dad grabs the salt, and slams it onto the table beside
you. “Now isn’t this an interesting first meeting.”You grab the salt shaker and try to ignore your father for
the moment, hoping the ground would just swallow you whole.-Mod Noelle
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