McCree watches Lucio for a few moments, the tip of his skinny tail twitches as he dreams. The he looks up at Hanzo, who starts feeling regret as soon as McCree’s lips turn up into a goofy, toothy grin but still tries to ignore it. McCree reaches over enough to nudge Hanzo’s arm then points to the tiny naga. “Do we have a kid?” he grins even more when Hanzo doesn’t answer and laughs “We’re actually dads!” he’s loud enough to wake poor Lucio who’s very much confused at McCree’s loud laughter
A sound of something hard scraping against the floor beneath your bed startled your descent into sleep. It wasn’t anything to worry about, though. You rolled over to settle in again.
Your coworker–co-agent???–Genji had taken up hiding under your bed. Now, you didn’t ask him why. You don’t ask this man anything. It wasn’t done. Everyone either got cold silence in response or a no growled at you. Maybe he found comfort hiding under a stranger’s bed or perhaps he was hiding from something specific. Word was, he was different to Agent McCree and Commander Reyes, but as a rookie, you couldn’t confirm. He did do everything else the agents did. Ate, showered, and attended meetings.
He wasn’t required to attend sparring practice, not after the incident with his heel blade things and a…former Blackwatch agent. It was the only time you’d ever heard him apologize. And it was heartfelt, too.
Genji was a silent fixture of the compound. Like a lamp or a side-table. You got used to it pretty quickly. He wasn’t the weirdest thing to be a part of Overwatch and Blackwatch. That, and the fact that you just didn’t /have time/ to deal with your ninja infestation between the training and the missions, was the reason you mostly ignored him.
Before you got into bed, you turned off the lights. A pair of red eyes peeked out at you from the pitch-black darkness under the bed.
“Oh, alright, then,” you said and climbed into bed.
You did get to sleep, but you were woken up an hour later by the sound of the door being opened and light streaming in. The light dimmed as the person holding the door open realized they were rudely blinding you.
“Sorry, Agent,” said Commander Reyes.
“It’s okay,” you muttered sleepily.
“C’mon Genji. It’s mission time. Let’s go.”
Genji sighed from beneath the bed.
“Yes, Commander.”
He reluctantly crept out from under your bed and followed Reyes out the door.
AAhh!!! Yes!!! I agree whollly!!! 😍😍💖💖💖💖 She’s supposedly 40 and i just… oh goddess on high I love me an ruff older gung slingin’ sharp shootin’ smokin’ woman.
I’d love to be nothing more than her little princess- the little gem of the Deadlock gang. None of the men dare even look you in the eyes- not with the ever-present threat of Bob looming in your shadows. You get complete run of all her private houses- the deadlock bases, waited on hand and foot by lady guards personally hand picked by Elizabeth, but Bob is your usual guard. Liz only fully trusts him to be around you because she’s terrified of some human getting the wrong idea- youre the real treasure after all.
And of COURSE Her widdle sugar pie gets WHAT EVER SHE WANTS. You want something nice to wear- she has you in designer dresses- you want something sweet? she’s kidnapped master chocolatiers. You want a FUCKING CROWN!?!?! She’s looking to hunt down that damn Pig and Rat so you can wear the QUEENS! She says it’ll look cuter on your head anyways
You’re absolutely spoiled by Momma Ashe. Spoiled emotionally too– She won’t let you be ignored, overlooked, neglected- She’s at your beck and call and all she asks is that you be at hers. Obey her every word. Being Emotionally stunted- she’ll need you probably more than you need her- though she’d never say it. You learn to read her like a book and care for her accordingly. Her gruff and rough exterior melting away at the touch of your hand. Who’s really in control here? You can make her do anything for you- and thats the real rush.
No man- no king- no army- no GOD can keep her away from you. She’ll destroy all in her path if you where even taken from her. They don’t call her Calamity for nothin’ suga’
a/n: here you go! made this more of a reactions hc’s sort of thing because i was laughing at thinking about ‘where’s the dickie’ again and lordy i’m randomly cackling.
Reinhardt:
Reinhardt’s reaction is to laugh a loud and booming laugh filled the space. The large naga pulling you into a hug and showering his boyfriend with kisses and tells him about where his dick is.
Reinhardt has the most fun when explaining and telling you about naga genitalia. Very quietly tells you how often he’s had to hide it due to how different it is, and not wanting to turn you off.
Jesse:
Jesse almost choked on his cigar when he heard his boyfriend randomly ask where his dick is. Is coughing for a few seconds before he can answer your question.
Jesse has to stop a few times, trying to find the best way to explain it without it sounding so strange and off-putting to a human. Is very happy when you’re not put off by it at all, and more often than not you’ll wake up to seeing Jesse’s dick when you wake up.
Genji:
Genji is momentarily shocked because honestly, he thought that his boyfriend knew about his genitalia and the like. More than happy to explain and even show you how to cox it out.
Has the most fun when showing you how to massage the area around it just right so you can see it.
a/n: i love this grumpy old snake. thank you for sending this in @owagentdiaries. ❤
You hissed when the old massasauga poked and prodded at the large cut on your leg. You had taken an unfortunate tumble into the naga’s pit, not without good reason! A sudden cold front swept through, gathering the warmest blankets and objects that you owned you raced out to make sure that the naga would be able to remain warm during this sudden cold front.
“Sorry.” the massasauga’s voice rough, but kind. Treating your wound with care while he wrapped it with one of smaller blankets you had brought, tearing a few into strips so it would remain in place.
“It’s not your fault, I didn’t think I’d drop my flashlight,” you replied, a smile on your face in an attempt to comfort the naga while he dragged several blankets onto the floor of his cave. Wrapping a few around you and some on his own body after coiling around you. “Hopefully what I brought with me will help to keep you warm.”
The massasauga just watched you, those baby blue eyes soft and welcoming rather than their usual cold and distant. A small hum, followed by a chuckle the massasauga spoke.
“Thank you. You do not have to do something like this for me. We are not even the same species.”
“Nonsenses were friends and friends help one another. Same species or not, you help other’s when they need it. Besides, your kind can’t handle the cold well right?”
“Hm some of us can, just depends on what species you are.” the massasauga replied, his voice showing how tired he is. The silence that followed was comfortable, welcoming and warm.
The naga took hold of your hand, the naga’s thumb rubbing circles on the back of your hand and the massasauga’s rough voice.
“Jack.”
“Hm?”
“My name, it’s Jack.” the massasauga replied, a lovely smile on the naga’s face. So lovely that you wanted to take a picture of it or kiss it, you couldn’t decide.
“Jack, what a nice name.” the naga’s face seemed to become colored when you said his name, the coils becoming a little tighter before he hid his face on your shoulder.
a/n: heck yeah you can have something for this grumpy boy. here’s a few hc’s for naga jack.
Jack isn’t happy when he see’s another human or creature trying to court you.
You are his human, his friend and you are important to him. So he doesn’t take too well to seeing or hearing someone trying to court you.
Will often coil around you or lean against your form to show how close he is to you, only slightly glaring down at whoever while he growls low in his throat and speaks in a sharp tone.
Will more often than not rub his scent on your clothes, to deter other monsters from approaching you, and acts as a way to keeps humans away. Like when you use bug spray on a walk in the woods or when you work outside.
Is clinging and more likely to approach you than to wait for you to approach him. Leaving his pit to meet you at the entrance of the forest before walking wherever with you.
It’s when he’s jealous that you learn how nice and strong his arms are, as he picks you up and holds you for longer than needed.
a/n: here you go anon! some grumpy ol naga s76 hc’s! i ended up chosing to go with a massauga to base jack off of i’m weak and i just really like massauga’s.
Your first interaction with the large massasauga naga was horrible, you stumbled into the male naga’s territory incurring some of the naga’s wrath when you landed on him after falling over the edge into the pit area where the naga resides.
Which is why you went lax in the naga’s grip when its body started to coil around you, while coiling around you wouldn’t kill you it does render you momentarily immobile due to the naga’s sheer strength, your main worry was being poisoned and then eaten head first.
The naga’s tongue flicked out, picking up on your scent and most likely able to taste your fear that permeated the air. The naga leveled its gaze with yours, piercing blue eyes and deep scars on the naga’s face held you captive.
“Get out of here.” the naga’s voice is rough from what you assumed to be disuse, uncoiling from around you to slither off to a cave where the naga coiled around itself. Watching you closely.
You slowly backed away from the naga using a flattened path leading out of the pit to make your way back to the top.
You came back the very next day, with a small box of live mice to give the naga, earning a raised eyebrow reaction from the naga while it lazed on a rock in the sunlight.
“I know that you said get out of here, but here’s a thank you for well… not eating me? I asked the pet shop what a snake could eat and I bought some mice that you can have as a snack?”
The naga said nothing while you rambled on, watching your every movement before you just kind of shoved the box of mice into his hands. He looked at the box, then to you as if he had several questions, but he didn’t ask any of them.
Though you have to admit, the small white box with holes in it looked very out of place in the naga’s hands.
Oh God the thought of the baby naga’s leaving hurts me so much more than it should like alfkjalkjfla// imagine how bad it would hurt Gabe to watch the babies go.
The reader would def give the baby naga’s an earful for climbing up so high and getting stuck in such a tight space. It was probably thank’s to the help of the Sylphs translating Gabe’s blubbering and telling Reader where the babies were to calm Gabe down.
Gabe is a panicking mess, but he’s way too big to get the babies, he probably is a sobbing mess when Reader brings them down. Safe and sound, but Gabe just holds them and sobs. Speaking quietly and softly in the naga’s native tongue.
Toad's Cave 