#mccree x reader

McCree

His heart just ached when you suddenly burst into tears on days when you finally break down and feel so….empty. Jesse understood completely and to why you’re like this, just terrible depression and it seems like it isn’t going to recover ever so easily.

But as time passes, he know you will. He’ll stand beside you and hold you when you fall once again to wipe your tears or to comfort you during a panic attack.

Reaper

Reaper stumbled in the room tiredly but paused for a few seconds to hear a few sniffles before he quickly made his way towards you. Seeing the way you troubled with your breathing and how you gripped on to your shirt where your chest is, his hand slowly rested on your shoulder to give it a light grip.

Going on his knees so your gaze can be on his own, he eased into telling you to just—breath. He kept his tone hushed to know how harsh his voice actually is, he kept it low.
Seeing the way your shoulders slowly eased down and soon enough to the point where you were wiping some tears away.

Reaper slowly leaned foreword, a soft kiss being pressed against your ear. As he held you, he pressed you against him more when he felt your arms wrap around his neck.

Guilt washed over his chest just thinking about how long you were like this and just waiting for him to walk in the room. He completely understands and slowly, and still is, learning how to calm you down during panic attacks. Especially since it’s worse nowadays due to depression suddenly kicking, but he’ll be by your side on recovery. Like how you were with him when he was in your shoes.

Heya, I’m rusty at writing at the moment and decided to only do two at the moment, sorry but I really do hope you like it.

Edit: This was the only one in my drafts. Goodness

I don’t do NSFW, I’m sorry. ewe Also, I never wrote anything about werewolves¿ so this is my first time, hope it’s good enough

Hanzo

It was during your mission at Dorado when the moon was shining much brighter than before. You were fighting against Moira at the moment, but she was winning.

As you were about to say your line for you ultimate, that’s when you transformed in mid battle. But that didn’t stop you and Moira from being at each other’s throats, yet, it gave you more strength.

Hanzo watched from afar with a surprised look, his gaze being stuck on your new form, or what he would call it. He was to distracted that he didn’t even realize Widowmaker shot at him.

Feeling a stinging pain on his arm, he took cover.

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“How long?” Hanzo questioned, the both of you sitting across each other from the table.

“What?” You nervously asked, scratching the back of your neck with a small smile.

“You know what I’m talking about, how long?” He repeated as his eyes shifted to meet yours. Hanzo tapped his fingers against the table, a him being heard from him as he sat in silence.

“I–” You stopped before letting out a sigh, “I was born with it… I understand if you just, if you just want to cut off the relationship but–” Getting cut off mid sentence, Hanzo chuckled to himself as he stood.

“And who said anything about cutting our relationship off?”

McCree

Jesse slid in front of you on his knee, only to face Reaper as he did his famous six-shooter.

Watching Reaper turned into his wraith form as he went off. As McCree looked down at you, he quickly crawled towards your injured form.

“Are you alright, sweetpea?” McCree questioned.

Before he can get an answer, you saw the shadowy figure behind McCree randomly appear as a loaded gun was heard. Before McCree could react, you quickly turned into your wolf form.

No matter how difficult it was to change into it, the anger that Reaper placed on you for almost killing your lover, that helped the transformation faster. McCree’s gaze quickly changed towards you but only to be in front of a large wolf.

“woAH!” McCree’s eyes widened in surprise as he held onto his hat, falling back to watch what you do.

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“Do ya mind explaining what happened out there?” Jesse asked with a raised brow and a small grin.

“Uhm– it was nothing! Just uhm–” You stammered on with red cheeks, worry building in you.

“Well doll face, I’m pretty sure if you had that in ya. Pretty sure you would have a lot more energy in the bedroom than before,”

Genji

Walking in the kitchen, Genji grinned at the sight as he shook his head. He then walked up to the counter and had you stand on the side as he reached up to grab it.

“Here you go my blossom.”

McCree

“Alright, I got ya pumpkin,” Jesse chuckled as he walked up behind you to reach up to get the item you needed.

“I told you I can get it myself,” You let out a face cry as Jesse couldn’t help but laugh.

“Sure you did pumpkin.”

Sombra

As you let out a squeal in surprise, you stumble back a bit before crossing your arms at her.
“Could you just grab the marshmallows?” You grumbled.

“Of course,” Sombra laughed as she reached up to grab the small bag of Marshmallows as she handed it to you.

Reaper

McCree

Soldier 76

I think I do, I’m pretty motherly myself! Even still I hope that this is what you had in mind!

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MCCREE:
* Homeboy needs a mom in his life tbh.
* There’s a lot of gentle reprimanding for this man.
* “Please use a fork.” “You should really clean your room.” “Why is one of your socks in the kitchen but the other one’s in the hallway????????”
* They carry snacks around for him and he is very grateful.
* He really just needs someone to look after him.

HANZO:
* The easy child™
* Isn’t used to being doted on so it’ll take a little for him to get use to it.
* He isn’t used to being mothered at all; it’s just……different.
* It was an odd experience when he scraped his hand and they flew to his side with a worried face and bandage.

LÚCIO:
* He may not seem like it, but this boy NEEDS someone to look after him.
* Namely to force him to take breaks.
* He’s probably forgotten how to relax at this point and could use some help.
* He appreciates every bit of help he gets.
* Sweet boy needs a rest.

Of course, of course! I’ve been getting so many positive messages about the first set I did a while back ago! And I gotta say, I’m ecstatic that I was able to make so many of you happy with them!

Once again, if I write something incorrect or offensive, PLEASE tell me right away, and I’ll fix it!!!!

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MCCREE:
• He’s the kinda guy to give friendly pats on the back, and big hugs on a moments notice.
• He’s gonna have to be reminded to not do that with them a few times before he completely stops, but I guarantee he feels awful every time he forgets.
• Likes to be in a nice quiet room in his down time, and has no problem sharing his room with them if they need one.
• Is a big fan of movies, and if they want to watch some with him, he has no problem putting it on low or mute with subtitles if need be.
• Super laid back!
• Never minds if they ask him to get something for them or to stop touching them for a bit.
• Keeps a close eye on their stims to make sure none of them are harmful.
• If something does end up being so, he spends, like, three whole days looking up how to transition them into a better one.
• Because he’s a show off, he’ll show them tons of videos of him making trick shots with his peace maker, so they don’t have to go to the shooting range to see them.
• A total sweetheart!

LÚCIO:
• The chillest™
• As soon as he found out they had auditory problems, he went out and got himself some good headphones.
• From that point on, if they were in the room with him and he was working on some jams, he would wear them.
• He’d only test how they sounded through speakers when they weren’t around.
• He also makes sure to put his phone were he can see it when he works, so if they need him for something, they can easily text him.
• Also, hums sometimes abstinent-mindedly.
• They’ll have to point it out a few times before he can start catching himself.
• He has shaky leg syndrome, too.
• This boy can’t sit still for very long, help him.
• They’ll have to point that out to him as well.
• Dies a little bit inside when he does something that hurts them in anyway, and immediately corrects himself, trying his best to break his bad habits.
• Tries to make a few songs softer and smoother, so that they can listen to it more comfortably.
• All he wants in life is for them to be happy, what a kind, sweet boy.

( ;v;)/ Oh my goodness, thank you @ghastlylover ! Of course! I hope you enjoy!!!!!

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MCCREE:
• Absolutely loves it.
• Honestly needs someone to take care of him.
• Doesn’t know how to use a washing machine.
• Feels bad that they do everything, though.
• Tries to help when he can, so he feels less guilty.
• Almost caught the dryer on fire once.
• Banned from the laundry room.
• He’s a bit of a slob tbh.
• Tried to tone it down when they started to live together.
• Even if they happen to like to clean and cook, he doesn’t want to take advantage of them.
• Happiest when he comes home and they’re happily making dinner, waiting for him.

GENJI:
• Kinda likes to do those things too.
• It makes him feel more grounded and human.
• Their place is always so clean and nice, it’s almost like no one lives there.
• They totally have matching aprons.
• Why does anyone need this many cleaning supplies????
• Something’s always cooking in the kitchen.
• Genji isn’t the greatest cook, so they always end up cooking together.
• He has burned a lot of food in his time.
• Please help him.

SOLDIER 76:
• It’s a bit surreal for him.
• It’s the kinda life he wanted when he was younger, mixed with the violence and sadness of his current life.
• It almost feels like he’s in a different world when he comes into his warm home with food cooking, clothes clean, and a loving S/o there to support him.
• He feels normal for the first time in a long time.
• Likes to help around the house every once in a while.
• But, make sure he takes a shower as soon as he comes home.
• Has a habit of tracking in dirt.
• He tries his best not to make a mess, but his shoes are almost always muddy.

JUNKRAT:
• The only way he would survive a domesticated lifestyle would be if his S/o was either super clean, or as messy as him.
• There is no in-between.
• Kinda a turd™ at first.
• For some reason he thinks that things just find a way to clean themselves, and just leaves things all over the place.
• Why is his underwear hanging from the stove handle???????
• It isn’t until he sees them picking up and cleaning his filthy clothes that he realize that maybe he should stop doing that.
• Is an, “organized mess,” kinda person, and needs a separate area that isn’t allowed to be cleaned.
• Forgets that he’s so dirty sometimes and gets soot everywhere.
• He has apologized so much for this.

Nice to see y'all are enjoying these time traveling shenanigans just as much as I am! (・ω・)ノ

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ZENYATTA:
He was assigned to you in the beginning, as a councilor of sorts. That was something he would never mind doing; he enjoyed helping anyone who wanted it.

However, something about you seemed different than others he had worked with.

Yes, you were frazzled- an expected response- but you accepted him, trusted him, at a much faster rate than he was used to.

It was……..refreshing?

Either way, you quickly became one of his favorite students and closest friends. His team of two suddenly became a group of three, and he was left with a confusing feeling, striking him silent in the most peculiar moments.

“You called me master?” Genji peaks around the open door leading out to a close grassy cliff side, perfect for meditation.

“Yes, do you have time to speak with me?” Zenyatta sits there, petting a stray cat in his lap, under the shade of a large tree.

“I do.” He settles next to his master, cross legged as always. “May I ask about what?”

“Of course,” he rests his hand on the back of the purring cat, “I wish to speak of my emotions. They have become more and more confusing as time passes.”

Genji nods in agreement. “I understand. I will do my best to help you master.” He folds his hands in his lap. If he was being honest, he didn’t feel anywhere near qualified to assist him.

“I am glad.” He hums, “Now where to begin?” He taps his chin. “Perhaps the warmth in my chest.”

“Warmth? Are you sure it is emotion causing it?”

“Yes. I had a doctor check it.” He sets his hand on his chest plate, “I believe it is caused by my body overworking itself due to unknown circumstances. It is a feeling akin to a fierce battle; though, one is not occurring at the time.”

“And, when does it happen?”

“During the normalities of my daily routine.” He lowers his hand and glances at it, “There are times as well were I cannot think, or am forgetful. Though, it is not happening now.”

“That is interesting. You still have no idea what the cause is?”

“No.” He sighs. “Do you have any suggestions, my student?”

“I am not sure. Human and Omnic emotions sometimes differ,” he pauses, “however, if you were human, I would think that you were either sick, or had a crush.”

“A crush?” It was more of a statement than a question. “Yes, that would make sense.”

“It would? But, on who?” Though he tried to hide it, his extreme curiosity coated his words.

“Hmm. Perhaps [y/n].” He begins to pet the cat again, and it lets out a contempt chirp. “Yes, as I think about it, I believe it is correct.” He beams at Genji. “Thank you.”

“It is no problem.”

GENJI:
Good friends, to Genji, were hard to come by. Sure, he had many acquaintances, but not many people above that.

It took maybe a day of knowing each other to move into friendship. He was ecstatic, to say the least, to find someone so fond of his presence, and who would also laugh at his lame jokes (to which he told a lot).

“High five!” You boast, and he complies, following it up with a fist bump. Childish, he knew, but he was allowed to be such. “Haha! Nice.”

“No fair!” Lúcio fakes a huff. “I’m not used to going on three! I panicked!”

“Okay, my turn.” You place your fist in your palm, determination in your eyes, “Me and you, death match.”

“I will not lose to you again!” He readies his stance, Angela counts down, and you both release your weapons.

“Paper beats rock, Genji wins.” She announces.

Lúcio knowingly sets his hand on your shoulder as your head falls. “Looks like we got cleaning duty.” You groan loudly and he nods solemnly, “Me too.”

“It’s best to get started now.” Angela starts, shooing the two of you out. “The storage room needs a lot of work.”

“We know,” you sigh and turn to leave, “c'mon Lúcio.”

As soon as the door shuts behind you, Genji begins his speed walk out, only to be stopped by Mercy’s expecting hum.

“You weren’t expecting to leave without giving me an update, now were you?” His shoulders droop, knowing he’s already lost.

“No, of course not Doctor Ziegler.” Curse his polite nature! He knew she only wanted to gossip, but he couldn’t find it in himself to be rude enough to lie in order then leave.

She clasps her hands excitedly and smiles wide. “So, any new developments?”

“No, nothing has changed.” Her smile disappears slightly.

“Still nothing?” He nods and she frowns, “Genji, I thought Saturday was the day!”

“It was.” He crossed his arms, pausing his thought, carefully choosing his words. “Until I accidentally spilled juice on them.”

She was struck with silence. “I- and how did that happen?”

He places his head into his hand, “I was……….showing off…….”

“Genji,” he hears her scolding him, “we talked about this!”

“Yes, I recall.” He runs his hand down his faceplate, “I was nervous and not thinking. I did apologize, but that may have made things worse.”

“Is that why there was broken glass on the floor?”

“Yes.”

She let out a short sigh, “You do tend to make a big fuss around them.” Steam leaks from his shoulders and he turns his head away. She shakes her head, tapping her foot against the floor. “Maybe it would be easier if you didn’t try so hard. I’m afraid, at this rate, you might end up really hurting someone.”

He shifts on his feet and nods slightly. “You are right. I should try to handle this less forcibly.”

“Do you want me to brain storm ideas with you?” She offers.

He perks up a small bit, “It would be most appreciated.”

MCCREE:
It was no secret that you were immediately shy upon meeting the cowboy. But there was something else about you, something……..odd.

Maybe that wasn’t the best way to put it- yet he didn’t know what else it would be. So, his curiosity drove him to you. He needed to know what it was.

Now, believe it or not, Jesse was a smart man; and when feelings started to occur, he immediately started to distance himself, only to realize that he was in too deep.

For him, a fling was something he could handle. Real romance? Haha! No.

“Hey! Mr. Jesse, any chance I could talk with you?” Oh, it was that Lúcio kid. What could he want to talk about? They weren’t exactly friends; more like acquaintances.

“Sure, I guess?” He shoves his hand into his pocket, and uses the other one to scratch his beard. “‘Bout what, exactly?”

“[y/n]-” Why you? What about you would he want to talk about? Oh. Oh god! The jig is up, he knows; he’s gonna tell you! Abort, ABORT.

“You doin’ okay over there, buddy?” Lúcio sways slightly on his heels, “You’re getting a little pale.”

He coughs in his hand to rid himself of nerves. “Yeah, just dehydrated, I reckon.” His body feels a bit more clunky, “I didn’t quite catch what you said there before.”

Moment of truth. He knew this day was coming, but did he prepare for it? No.

“If you say so…” He wasn’t entirely convinced; it was written all over his eyes.

He distantly remember you telling him that Lúcio was incredible at reading people, and that wasn’t helping him calm down one bit.

“I was just asking what you thought I should get for their birthday?”

Ah.

Well, doesn’t he just feel like an idiot.

“I’m sure whatever’s fine.” He wanted this conversation to end so that he could go to his room and scold himself for getting so worked up over nothing.

“Are you sure your okay? Nothing’s up?” There was a pause, not long enough for him to respond. “Is it about [y/n]?”

“Uh-”

“It is!” He exclaims, pointing. Man, he was good at reading people.

“No, it’s not!” Jesse crosses his arm, glancing around the room. He’d rather not talk about this in a public place.

“I promise I won’t tell no body!” This boy was getting excited. He shuffles over to him and jokingly jabs his side with his elbow. “Who knows? Maybe you’ll be my present to them, huh?”

“Now that’s just ridic-”

“Oh my god. I was just joking! I didn’t know that you actually liked them!” How much more excited could this kid get?

“Look, I don’t really want to talk about it.” He lifts his hat off his head, runs his fingers through his hair, and places it back on his head. “Not here, anyway.” He gestures to the open, and thankfully empty, lounge.

“Oh yeah, got it!” The Dj whispers at him with a wink. “I’m totally willing to help you out, dude!”

“I….. just might take you up on that offer.”

“Really!?”

“Not if you keep shouting!”

“Sorry.”

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I really like writing Lúcio……. Can you tell?

(I’m also really tired, so please excuse my mistakes ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ)