poor baby Lucio (he was probably like 12/14 when he was left) would be so scared? he’s all alone? he hardly ever went outside before and his owners were in the suburbs? and why is it so dark and cold? he misses his bed under the nice heat lamp. spends nights curling up as tight as he can, still so cold and crying until he falls asleep.

imagine-this-overwatch:

once Hanzo/McCree take him in he spends every night in their cave tucked as tight as he can against him once he thinks they’re asleep. they find it weird, only hatchlings ever do that, but he’s so small and terrified neither have the heart to push him away. even when he wraps his arms around whatever coil he can reach in his sleep, trying to get any comfort.

no seriously this dynamic is pulling at my motherly instincts I love this so much

Hanzo and McCree are like 4 times his young size when he meets them, but he’s too naive to be scared, they’re face palming, look at this kid. so small and ridiculous that they help him. trying to teach him to hunt one day there are some people hiking, sweet little Lucio says they should go say hi! Hanzo’s eyes nearly pop out, that’s how you die kid. and so he brings McCree around that night to scare the lights out of him with tales of evil humans, Lucio stays away from trails for months

imagine-this-overwatch:

ok sucks that Lúcio is a scaredy abandoned boi

but I am living for naga McCree, Hanzo, and Lúcio being buds.

McCree and Hanzo being like his naga dads I love

and illegal hunters of pretty naga skins, he’s terrified seeing you, freaks out and smacks directing into the wall of rock he was sunning next to, you’re worried and scared, he knocked himself out and it’s all your fault. poor Lucio wakes up hours later, his head resting on your backpack, now too scared to move because you’re like 5 feet away next to a fire. Will you eat him? can he get away? don’t humans have weapons? (Hanzo and McCree have scared him half to death with tales trying to protect)

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA NOOOOOOOOO SWEET BABY BOY

k but, Nagas being viewed as more wild/dangerous and people hear stories about how fierce they are and ruthless in the wild, then you’re out on a hike one day and see a vibrant green tail and have to just peak around, you’ve never actually seen a naga but are cautious from the stories, you accidentally near scare the crap out of timid once-a-pet-who-got-to-big-and-was-let-in-the-woods Lucio who hasn’t seen a human in years and heard stories from other Nagas warning him about human cruelty

imagine-this-overwatch:

I LOVE IT

Could you do something for Naga!Gabe finding his mate unconscious & badly injured in the woods?

tacticalvisor76:

a/n: here you go! i hope that this is alright anon! 

You heard the whisper of danger in the breeze that ruffled your hair, making it dance before a loud clap was heard, followed by a searing pain and the world crashing down around you. Everything hurt, every fiber of your being felt as if it was on fire, and you couldn’t even scream, biting your lip you curled into yourself. 

The forest buzzing with life, whispers flowing through the tree’s, carrying word on the wind and through the roots of the forest. The danger is here, the danger has come to the safety of the preserve, and the Robin was hurt. The wind howled with rage before quieting down, but the words hammered away at your skull. 

‘THOSE WHO HURT THE ROBIN PERISH.’

Gritting your teeth, you glared at your attackers. Hunters, specifically for monsters rather than animals, a pair of boots stopped inches away from your nose while they spoke. 

“This place is slacking, letting a human run it! Ha, that’s why it’s so easy to get in here. Find the snake’s, there are reports that two big’s live here, well make a fortune catching them.” 

Everything started becoming dark, you bit your bottom lip, reaching out with a shaky hand to touch one of the boots in front of you, a loud crashing and screamed were all you heard after placing your hand on the boot then everything faded to black. 


You woke up to the sound of crying, a soft voice, hands roaming your face and something rocking your body. Groaning you opened your eyes, hearing a gasp and your face being cradled in warm familiar hands. 

Gabe, those big brown eyes wet and full of concern for you. He leaned down, nuzzling your nose before placing his forehead against yours, just gazing into your eyes, moving his hands to softly touch your sides, roaming your body he kissed you. Once, twice, three times and many more you lost count, just accepting his worry and kissing away the tears that started to fall. 

“Safe, safe. So happy.” Gabe’s words all blended together, making it difficult to understand, but he’s happy that you’re alive, your safe and here with him. 

He wouldn’t let you be hurt again. He would kill any number of humans, or monsters to keep you safe. Let their corpses bloat and rot in the sun, let the forest take them into its roots and grind them down into dust. 

I want to ask for more naga! Hanzo but I don’t know what prompt to ask… I’ll leave it up to you if that’s ok. Can be h/cs or a scenario

tacticalvisor76:

a/n: i need more naga hanzo stuff in my life. here are some SFW and NSFW hc’s for him! 

SFW: 

  • Loves cuddling and gets pretty grumpy when he knows that you have to leave him to work or go to school. So some day’s you’ll have to call out since he won’t uncoil regardless of what you try to bribe him with. 
  • Appreciates it when you help to polish or clean his scales.
  • When he has to shed everything feels itchy and tight, will do whatever he can to get you to help take his mind off of how uncomfortable shedding is for him. Relaxes when he feels your familiar touch, but don’t touch him too much as it’ll irritate his new scales. 
  • Likes relaxing in the tub. 

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