Very overprotective of you during pregnancy. Does a lot of research on what is good and not good for the baby’s development and will make sure you are eating healthy, exercising enough, etc.
Even when he’s absolutely exhausted from work he will ask if you’d like a foot rub or something like that when he comes home.
He has had many sleepless nights doubting his capability of being a father but he’d never let you know that. He wants your pregnancy to be as stress free as possible.
When the pregnancy really starts to show you may find him walking in front of you a lot. He wants to protect that precious belly.
Gabe:
Yes hello you have just been promoted to royal status. This man will pamper you as much as he can, it may even come off as a little stifling.
He loves taking you around everywhere and bragging to the other agents. Usually gives them a look, then glances at your belly, then back at them with a look that says “I did that, lookit”
Makes constant remarks on how gorgeous you look while pregnant. Maybe he has a kink for that??? Who knows.
He gets kind of mopey and grumpy when he has to spend the day away from you. He’d spend his lunch break just checking in on you because he just always wants to be by your side while you carry his child!!
Zenyatta:
He is just so… memorized by the whole pregnancy thing. He’ll probably stare at you a lot, reach out to touch your belly and try to sense the life in there. He’s like a curious little child!
He is not as protective as some may think. He is all for letting you do things as you see fit. He’ll speak up if anything may concern him but other than that, you got this.
If it’s even possible, he is far more gentle with you. He touches you like you are made of fine glass and he speaks very quietly so he will not cause you any alarm.
He checks in with you a lot, asking how you are feeling physically and emotionally. if anything is wrong, he’ll give you suggestions for some remedies he has in mind but you are free to choose what you’ll go with.
McCree pulled you aside after dinner to speak to you alone.
“I wantah propose something to ya.”
Propose?! It was so sudden. So serious. The ceiling spun, and your consciousness was fading.
“Y-y-you,” you spluttered.
Jesse threw his head back and outright cackled. “Naw, naw,” he said, wiping a tear away from his eye while you glared at him.
After he stopped laughing at you, you arched a brow at Jesse, waiting for him to clarify.
“I meant I want to ask ya something,” he said. “Something important.”
“Go on,” you urged.
“Remember that last fella I saved, the one with the thick mop of grey hair?” You nodded. “Well, turns out the man’s rich out his rear. I took my cut, and I bought a patch of land. It’s not much, but we could live off it. Raise animals or whatever ya like. If you…if you want to join me.”
“I see,” was all you could answer at the moment.
“But I have to warn ya. About mahself,” Jesse removed his hat and held it to his stomach. “With my luck, somethin’ bad’ll happen. And if you don’t want to get involved with that, I’d understand.” He finished quietly, somberly. He’d had a tough life, and it had dealt him a bad hand many times.
But he’s wrong, you thought. Jesse was a dependable man when he put his mind to it. If something bad happened, you could count on him to stick with you through it.
“Jesse,” you said, staring at him earnestly, “Don’t be ridiculous! Of course I’ll go with you.”
A smile grew slowly across his face. You couldn’t help beaming back.
“In that case,” Jess said, sidling in a little closer, “I have something to show ya.”
You said a quiet, “Oh?” as he plucked his hat off his head. On top of his messy, brown hair was perched a ball of yellow fluff. The yellow fluff twitched, and a tiny, black eye appeared. It was a baby chick, and it cheeped softly at being woken up by the light.
pregnancy headcanons requested by @korealchemist !! Warnings: pregnancy lol
Hanzo Shimada
• He had never thought of the possibility. Deep down, he still didn’t believe that he was deserving of a family, of a wife, of a child.
• That being said, he doesn’t know how to react. He’s conflicted, one side of him being completely ecstatic and the other convincing him that somehow he’d mess everything up.
• However, he ends up being a great father! During the pregnancy he can get a tiny bit stifling, what with him trying to monitor your foods, drinks, sleeping patterns, exercise (tell him to ease up a bit and he will, though, because above all he understands that you’re the one carrying the baby). He’ll give you massages and stay awake to soothe you when you can’t sleep. To him, both your mental and physical health are extremely important.
• He doesn’t cry when the baby is born but his eyes do get watery, though he won’t admit it. He helps out as much as possible after the pregnancy, knowing that you’ve been tired out and worn down. A light sleeper, so more often than not he ends up being the one cooing the baby back to sleep on particularly restless nights. Will lie beside the baby as they’re learning to crawl, holding toys above their head and encouraging them to move.
Jesse McCree
• At first he’s completely and utterly over the moon. To have a family again was the one thing he truly wanted, and he was really excited for the baby’s birth.
• However, he’s quick to rethink where you are in your lives. He’s still a mercenary, wanted by a good percentage of law enforcements. He wants you to have a safe, protected life, and it’s for that reason that he moves you both from the city and into the countryside. It’s safer, cleaner, healthier, and you’re both happy.
• He’s the dad that will read up on babies. He’s confused at first, overwhelmed, even, by the sudden influx of information, but as time passes, he begins to get a hold on things. Will be the one to say hey, that’s not good for the baby or here’s a better option.
• He paints the nursery by himself, because the paint fumes are bad for the baby, darlin’, and stays up late to finish it in time. He tries to keep you off your feet as long as possible, keep you relaxed and rested.
• He chokes up when the baby’s born. Cradles them in his arms, rocks them back and forth, and lies next to you, kissing your forehead and saying look at what we made in awe. While you rest he’ll try and constantly have the baby in his arms, still not completely trusting of everybody in the hospital.
• When he’s the one to wake up during the night, he tends to bring the baby back to bed. He lets the little infant sleep soundly on his chest, and feels much better knowing that his child and his wife are both safe beside him.
Jack Morrison / Soldier: 76
• His first thought is this can’t happen. Not now. He leads a life much too dangerous for any child, and he was still reluctant to let you get involved in any of his… after-hours activities.
• But you won’t give up the baby, he knows that without even asking, and he’s not about to abandon the woman he loves when she needs him most.
• He tries to come home earlier and avoid conflict where he can — which is hard, and God knows the guilt he feels when he stumbles into the apartment, broken and bloody, needing you to patch him up. Other than that, he makes sure that you’re eating properly and avoiding stress as much as possible. He tries to convince you to stop waiting up for him, but you’re as headstrong as he is and so you compromise; he comes home before 11, and you don’t have to wait up for him.
• As much as he’d love for the baby to legally be his as they are physically, it’s something he can’t risk. His name doesn’t go on the birth cert and the baby takes your last name, something that upsets him but he’s done for the greater good.
• Although he’s strong, he can be hard on himself. Sit him down and make sure he knows that he’s made tonnes of sacrifices in his life — the birth of your baby is something he should savour, something that he could take pride in.
• That being said, he spends as much time as possible with you and the baby. He’ll feed them, change diapers, play, nap, anything. He wants to be as close as he can be, and if that means losing a few hours of shut-eye to soothe the wailing baby back to sleep at 4AM, so be it.
Genji Shimada
• Yet another one who didn’t think it was possible. He had never given it thought, considering a large portion of himself was robotic. He had thought he wasn’t able to have children (which was something he had secretly wanted since he was young), so yes, he does cry when you tell him.
• He spends less time out and about and more time taking care of you. He gets much more hands-on; a constant hand on your hips, on your waist or shoulder. Maybe he wants to make sure you’re constantly out of harms way — maybe he’s taken a certain liking to the way your stomach has swelled…
• He suggests that you try out yoga to reduce some of the uncomfortableness of your pregnancy, and he’ll instruct you through each pose. Also, he gets you an exercise ball that comes in handy during contractions, too.
• The baby’s always laughing because of him. He’ll throw them and catch them (almost giving you a heart attack), he’ll blow on their stomach and nuzzle his nose into their neck, anything that will have them giggling.
• You help him decorate the nursery. It turns out beautiful, with a dragon mobile hanging above the baby’s cradle and little paintings on the walls. He even gives the baby a little bird plushie, and the baby’s never seen without it.
• He makes it a priority to raise the child the opposite way that he was. Although he doubts that his child and future children would fall as much as Hanzo and he did, he still makes it a point to never shame his children for their emotions, to let them love and care freely.
//Hello everyone! This is my first actual post on here, hope you all like it~
You’re sitting on a picnic blanket with Genji in the gardens of his estate, enjoying the spring weather. The sakura trees have just begun to blossom, covering the trees in pale pink flowers and filling the air with a faint floral aroma. You lean into Genji and close your eyes, resting your head between his shoulder and his neck. He wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer, making you smile. You sigh happily. It had taken a long time for him to get this comfortable with you, but it was well worth the wait.
“Genji,” you murmur.
He looks down at you and speaks slowly, “What is it…” he pauses and his eyes dart away from yours as his face reddens. He swallows before continuing, “… Honey?” He chuckles at his embarrassment.
Your heart seems to swell in your chest and you grin at him. Genji is still getting used to using pet names—something he had never used seriously before dating you. You told him he didn’t need to use a pet name if he wasn’t comfortable with it, but he insisted that he wanted to.
You sit upright and face him. “Can you teach me how to meditate?”
His eyes gleam and he smiles sincerely. It was the first time anyone wanted to learn something he now loved to do.
He spends the next few minutes “warming you up” by walking you through light stretches to relax your muscles and showing you a comfortable position to meditate in.
Once the two of you are settled, sitting face-to-face, Genji begins talking you through the meditation process. He tells you to close your eyes and concentrate on your breathing and how the breaths flow in and out of your body.
Genji’s voice is so soothing that you immediately feel relaxed. He keeps guiding you through the meditation and the gaps between his spiels become longer and longer. Eventually he falls silent and you’re left listening to the world around you. Birds chatter. Insects drone in the distance. The sound of flowing water enters your ears and you feel at peace with the world.
A few minutes pass and a light breeze blows through the garden, making the sakura branches sway. You’re pulled out of your concentration by mild curiosity. You open your eyes to peek at Genji.
He’s looking at you lovingly. When you open your eyes, he grins. “Sorry. I couldn’t concentrate… I was so happy,” he said and laughed. “And… You look so pretty when you’re relaxed.”
You blush and snuggle up to him. “You’re so unfair. I thought you were meditating too!”
Genji chuckles and runs his fingers through your hair. “I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you.” He leans down and plants a kiss on your forehead. Before he pulls away, you wrap your arms loosely around his neck and nuzzle his nose. “We should meditate more often,” you say. He grins and kisses your lips.
“Of course… Honey.”
//Shout-out to @freedomaboveallelse for introducing me to OW and the fandom! I am now OW trash hahaha;;;
The change had been so sudden that Hanzo and his father could hardly believe that it was really Genji anymore. The youngest Shimada had always been known for being a philanderer, bouncing from partner to partner and spending the family fortune on drink and lovers. It had become a problem for their clan, whispers going around that they couldn’t even control one of their own; how would they hold power when their father passed and there was no one to corral the boy who was bringing shame to their family.
None of them had noticed the interest he had taken in one of the people in the town. Genji kept leaving early and coming home late but they didn’t know where he went when they found his friends asking where he had run off to. But there were no more people bragging about the night they had with Genji, about how much he had bought them and about how he couldn’t wait to drag them into bed. Because of the quiet, they didn’t ask Genji what he was doing, thinking they would ruin the new calm if it seemed like they were praising it,
They had no idea that he was so invested in you. Hell, they didn’t even know your name or what you looked like. Genji was head over heels in love with you, had been this way since the day he met you while you had been waiting on his table one night. For some time he went back there again and again, wanting you to be the one to take care of him while he was there and tipping heavily no matter what the service happened to be like that night. It was sweet, you had even purposely worked slowly on his table a couple of times to see how he’d react to you being imperfect. Even then, he was all smiles when you’d stop by and ask him if he wanted a refill on his drink.
Of course, it was a shock when he had suddenly spirited you away from the life you had known. It’d taken a little getting used to but now you didn’t mind being held up in his room. It was large, with a sitting room in the front and his own bathroom and just about any gaming system you could think of. By some means, Genji had managed to keep his relatives out of the room and only a few, selected servants were chosen to clean there and sworn to secrecy. The best part was that it seemed the Genji wanted nothing more than to put a smile on your face every time he walked through the door. It would be flowers or sweets or toys or clothes, anything you could ever want if you were living out on your own. Genji loved you and you didn’t see a reason not to love him back, no matter how odd the situation was at the moment.
“My Dove,” he called out sweetly as he walked into the sitting room, Genji could hear that you were in the main part of the bedroom from the sound of the TV bleeding through the door. In his hands was a wrapped box, some little gift he’d gotten because it had reminded him of you. Genji smiled as he entered the room, locking it behind him as he moved to sit down beside you, kissing the top of your head. You’d been laying out on the bed, wearing one of his t-shirts as you propped your head up on your hands to watch the drama on the television.
“How was your day?” you hummed out as you turned to rest on your side, leaning up to press your lips against his. The smile that bloomed across his face made you laugh a little, wondering how such simple things could make him light up like that.
Genji set the box down on his lap so one of his hands could go down and rub along your side, squeezing at your hip before he answered, “Much better now that I’m here with you,” he moved the box towards you, looking all too eager to see how you’d react.
“You’re too cute,” you chirped out, leaning over to kiss him again before you began unwrapping the gift.
gimme this please, I need me a man like this 👌👌👌👌
Mind if I interject? The tiny box contains an engagement ring, perhaps? May I pretend that’s what you intended?
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