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Schlatt showing off the glasses ft. a big ass cat scratch on his arm

He’s so pretty

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Under the floorboards

Mizu x fem!reader

warnings: SMUT!!!!! also blood, weaponry, fighting, and argument Lol!!!!

(reader believes Mizu is male)

The wood creaks under me and dirt tumbles around my ankles as i climb up from underneath the ancient home of a “Tanzaki”. Who knows who this man is, but as an assassin, i don’t think that’s my buisness.

I scurry through the surprisingly well kept tunnels as if a rat living under the floorboards, listening in to find several pairs of footsteps. Mainly from up ahead, yet it seems as through something’s .. sneaking up on me?

Drawing the illegally sold and bought european gun from my waist band and stand in silence, planning my next move as the steps get closer.

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With no idea what to do as the door creaks open i aim the gun at the height of an average man’s head and steady my breathing, I hear the man draw a sword.

two steps.

two steps and i recognize those bright blue devil eyes.

I feel as though i’ve fallen into a trance, the familiar face rushing towards me causes no reaction. I lower the gun as i watch Mizu retreat.

“what are you doing here?” i ask, the last time i saw this man was after traveling with him place to place for a year, unknowing of his plans. I kept watch for new job opportunities, and once Mizu and I were done, we moved on to the next city. That was until we reached kyoto, where he disappeared leaving a trail of blood.

“i could ask you the same question.”

“well I-“

“why are you carrying that?” Mizu cuts me off and steps forward eyeing my gun, obviously brand new.

“I think i asked you a question first, did you leave all your etiquette back in kyoto?” i remark, genuinely forgetting the job I need to get done before sunrise.

“Im here to kill Tanazaki.”

he states quite plainly, the blank expression never quivering.

“well, i’m getting paid to do exactly that, and im not leaving here unless I do so myself.” i finish off and turn to step forward, ready to face whatever group of men in the next room, yet as I take a step I notice something… a lack of…

flooring.

I fall through into a darker and wider candle lit room, pillars on each side and walls with no doors.

coughing and hacking i look up as maxi climbs down under as well.

“don’t you have something you need to attend to?”

“you still talk a lot.” he mumbles examining our surroundings.

it seems as though there’s no exit, just one door in front, which i plan to let mizu explore as much as he wants.

I steady myself off the ground and attempt to launch myself off the wall to latch onto the ridges of the floor above, failing miserably.

“who’s there-..” i heard as my thud echoed throughout. Is that new? did they not hear my thud before? I loose myself in thought once more as I hear a creak. the hanging tapestries move and reveal a door. Something i should’ve been wary of before coming to kill the leader of a human chop shop.

As the newly discovered back door stained in blood creaked open I felt a quick jab to my waist up to my neck. Pulled behind a pillar with a hand around my neck and jaw and my mouth covered shut. In the moment, i lost my breath, a shiver falling down my spine from his cold touch. We listened in silence as 3 pairs of footsteps fell out the room, mumbles and chuckles. Do these men feel pity? Shame? Do they enjoy slaughtering innocent people to sell? The men fall into the next room and I pull my back off of Mizus chest, catching myself before i fall into a deep trance of thought.

i attempt stepping towards the bloody door, only to be held back by my wrist.

Without a word mizu let’s go and steps in front of me, waking towards the door. The room is empty. The remains of an old merchant lay on the table, filling the room with the scent of death.

“do you still care about what happened in kyoto?”

His sudden words perk me up,

what kind of question is that?

“did you care at all?” i snap, maybe a bit too hard on.

“i do.”

he says, facing away from me.

“you didn’t have the time to find me?”

i ask, truly curious why such a man would try to act like he cared.

“i think you stayed in the back of my mind. I have things to accomplish y/n.”

“interesting.” I look off to the side, acknowledging the old remains rotted to the bone, who knows who they could’ve been.

who knows what we could’ve been?

in just a flash i find mizu in front of me, staring down at me. “i need you.”

“excuse me?”

(Absolutely flabbergasted)

“travel with me again.”

“i need you, and your company.”

same full facial expression never faltered.

“maybe you just need my skill?” i find a smile on my face as I leaned against the bloody table, teasing the man who should clearly know Im accepting such an offer. No matter how angry I could’ve been i’ll always take an offer from Mizu.

“i want you, i don’t care about your weapons or your stealth.”

I watched him step closer and admired his hands as he rested them on my waist.

did he truly crave my touch or was he checking for another unknown weapon..?

as his cold hands made their way under my waistband i couldn’t help but give in to his touch, there’s no teasing or denying left for me.

“mizu…” I whisper softly, turning my head away to face the door.

“mm?”

his cold grasp releases one side of me and clutches my jaw turning me back to face him. Without hesitation he pressed a lustful kiss upon my lips and within nanoseconds the connection was back. Pushing him back slightly to create room never breaking said connection, I push myself on the table.

Mizus cold hands run deeper under my waistband, under the silk protecting me.

Before anything I open my eyes and put a hand against mizus chest,

“what about..” and without time to even notice the door Mizus spare knife is flung to stab the door shut.

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request something, i’ll write anything tbh, just nothing werid illegal or yk cuz ill either be grossed out by u or cringe at what i’m writing, but overall no judgement

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Cole Cassidy x Reader very short and sweet one shot :p

warnings: nothing much! very cute could even be taken platonically! (it’s a fps game so don’t b mad abt me mentioning guns

You were set off on a mission along with winston, cassidy, ana, mercy, and solider 76. Cassidy was known as the smooth talking cowboy to all who knew him, but when he was placed on the same team as you? someone who wouldn’t just ignorantly wave him off? He was ready to have some fun.

(pov switch.. y/n pov)

As I had really no other strength besides than being an amazing sniper, I chose the safest spot I could find to setup and prepare. I was at ease. I laid myself on the ground with full vision of the site, swinging my legs back and forth. I knew I was safe with Ana on the other side to take care of me, along with a couple sensors to prevent flanking enemy from coming up to my sweet safe tower.

“bzzt,, this thing working?”

i heard the familar rough voice in my ear piece.

“yes cowboy. it’s working”

i replied

“well look who it is..” he remarked

“you’re acting like this is a surprise? we were on the same plane an hour ago?” I giggled to myself.

“it can’t be that easy to forget a face like mine is it?” i continue, moving my gun to shoo off some of the enemies supports from moving closer.

“you’re the one who didn wanna sit with me..” i watched him shrug from afar.

with a little more chatting between the two of us, solider finally had to step in

“focus on the mission kids.”

And no hate to him but i couldn’t help but laugh a little bit, until a flashing red light burned through my scope. Trying not to panic i asses the situation, until i see cassidy’s silver arm deflect a pretty tough bullet from below me. smiling to myself, i watch the rest of the sensors coming up to me go off, knowing whoever it is, will be up soon.

“hey cass?”

“Yes doll?”

“can you stand.. like really still righttt there! for me?”

“Errr.. sure.”

he agreed as he was behind cover already.

“thanks.. just don’t flinch yeah?”

scoping in to see the sly smile on his face, I sent a bullet flying straight at his arm, which bounced right back at me, I turned my head away as the flanking enemy unknowingly snuck up the stairs to nothing but a bullet in their head. I was relieved his arm didn’t just blow off.

“well aren’t you a smart one..” he mumbled as he rushed but into battle.

afterwards, I got a good stern lecture to never ever do that again. On the other hand Cole took this as an opportunity. “After all that, i’d say you owe me a date?” .. i smiled up at him, messy hair framing his face without his hat. “sure.”

ya so i might still suck but WHAT EVAAA tysm for reading

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Cole Cassidy x fem gardener reader who has germaphobia? that’d be an interesting dynamic me thinks.

yesyeysyes. i had a little trouble thinking about how to write this, since i’m not sure what exactly you meant, but here it is, please lmk if it’s not what you wanted and i’ll write another 🩷🩷

(gif not mine) *･゜Cole Cassidy x Fem-reader who is a germaphobe.. but would really like to try gardening

warnings: none!! just cute stuffs.. *･゜

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i felt the cold metal handle on my hand shovel shake as i pushed it into the dirt. i was squatted over the ground in front of overwatch headquarters, as i had recently been tasked with brightening the place up, and what brightens up things more than flowers? ..or so i thought.

biting my lip and staring intensely at the hole i just created, i imagined the amount of germs or even small bugs that could be in there. all i had to do was take the small seeds and bury them just like that, yet with no gloves.. the thought of it was just.. errgh. Sadly, with this delacite breed of flowers, i had to make sure everything was perfect in order for them to grow, so i sat and stared. heavy foot steps could be heard behind me, but with my small dilema i couldn’t do anything but sigh and throw my face in my clean hands, knowing this is the last time i’ll feel clean enough to do so after this.

“Need a hand?”

I looked up to see the familiar cowboy, sun shining down on me from behind him. i sighed, accepting defeat. “yeah…”

“Called it, a jewel like you couldn’t risk gettin dirty huh?” he smirked and crouched down, already getting the moist dirt on his pants, earning a gasp from me. he smiled me off, taking the packet of seeds from my hands, “don’t mess it up, you have to press them in there gently..” i demonstrated to him what to do with my hands, which only led to him chuckling and waving me away. “I’ll be gentle.. you don’t know what this horrible dirt is gonna do to you or this seed, might get you huh?” i smacked his arm gently, yet my teeth never released my lip, nervously staring back at the ground, once again imagining the amount of bacteria n germs as always. “shut it and plant them, i have 3 more to go, and the water shuts off at 7” . i mumbled, eyes glued on the seemingly innocent earth.

“Gotcha.” he pushed the seed into the hole and buried it, quickly digging two more and doing the same, finishing what i’ve been trying to do all day in a mere 2 minutes. I stared in awe as he sprayed the water on top and shook his hands off. “There ya go, all done.” he smiled at me as I stood back up embarrassed. “well, if you finished my task, let me help with yours! tell me, what did winston ask you to do?” I grabbed his arm and asked. “breakfast, tomorrow morning youre cooking then, if you really wanna take on my task.” he said, probably happy he wouldn’t have to cook. Cole took my face in his hands and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, before walking off back to headquarters. It took me a full minute of being clueless before my face reddened, “god that guy! didn’t even wash his hands..” i mumbled, staring at my reflection in the windows, making sure there’s no dirt on me anywhere.

not only will I now be scared of whatever germs are on my face, I’ll have to think about what Coles kiss meant, though it was probably him being hisself.

tytyty for reading sorry if it sucked, i seriously was so clueless with this prompt, really didn’t know how to write it 💔

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hi @2013shi

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