HCs for when their baby cries:

Often speaks to them in full sentences:

Soldier76: “What’s the problem, Soldier?”
Doomfist: “I will pay you to stop making that racket.” (he’s kidding, but slightly hoping it’ll work)
Reaper: “You and me both, Kid.”

Appears in a flash at the baby’s side to pick up and cuddle them with sad eyes, and you have to say, “Stop looking so sad. The baby isn’t crying because it’s in pain, you man-sized baby.”

Reinhardt
Lucio
McCree
To a lesser extent, Genji

Hauls the baby into the air and gives them a big, goofy smile after solving the issue:

Junkrat
Reinhardt

Quietly, lovingly, and diligently takes care of his child:

Hanzo
Roadhog
Zenyatta
To a lesser extent, Reaper

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Embarrassing sex stories with Gabriel, McCree, Jack, and Genji

Gabriel

It’s been ages since Gabriel has touched you, and he’s practically devouring you upon the desk in his office. He couldn’t summon the effort to drag you to your shared rooms. Hungry for your touch, he pins your hips against his and whispers desperately against your skin.

The two of you work yourselves into a frenzy and Gabriel reaches into a drawer to grab a few condoms. He tears one open with his teeth and moves to snatch it out of the packaging when it slips out and it falls onto the office floor.

You stare at it, then at him. Gabriel stares and shrugs, then he reaches for another one. He rips it normally this time, eyes squinted in concentration, but he squeezes the bottom too hard and it pops out and onto the ground. Again.

You’re laughing too hard and he’s too exasperated to try again and the both of you go to bed.

It’s something you laugh at for a long time to come, and he decides to get you birth control so he can avoid opening condoms again.

McCree

He’s fucking you hard and rough in the shower, pinning you against the wall with your legs thrown over his arms. Jesse’s panting and marking you up as he pulls his hips back, the head of his cock resting against your entrance before thrusting back in. his bite makes you writhe in his arms, moving away from his cock unconsciously just as he pistons his hips forward.

The head of his dick impacts the cold tile wall and Jesse swore it took off an inch before his member bent painfully in half. Immediately, he dropped to his knees and croaked in pain, his face turning red and his cock purple.

You scramble to your feet and hurry him to Angela after throwing some robes on. She heals him up all the while scolding the two of you for being so careless and trying to stifle her giggles at the same time.

Jesse’s so mortified he can’t even look at you without turning red, but he can’t run seeing as he’s still hobbling from the pain.

Jack

The one time you told him to be more commanding with you, Jack took it rather seriously.

“Strip, soldier!” he barks and you jump, body snapping to attention. A quip of ‘Sir, yes sir’ in an equally militaristic fashion almost escaped your lips from instinct alone, but you managed to curb it and throw your clothes off in a frenzy.

It was going well, save for that hiccup, at least until you were sucking him off with your back to the wall. “Watch your head!” he snarled and pulled back his hips, about to stuff himself down your throat when you dive to the ground, hands covering your head as though protecting it from shrapnel.

There was silence then, and Jack finally piped up when you buried your face into the carpet and refused to get up. “Maybe we, uh, shouldn’t do this commanding thing in the bedroom,” his voice is sheepish as he peels you off the floor.

You mumble a near unintelligible reply in turn, sticking your head into his chest as he gathers your jelly-like body into his arms.

Genji

It’s his first time after getting his new body, and the two of you sit on his bed feeling each other. Your hands tangle into his hair as you kissed him hungrily, but stop when his pained hiss interrupts you. Turns out some of the cables at the back of his head wound around your wrists and pulled when you moved.

You apologise and continue, until you reach his crotch and stop in your tracks. There is no visible seam or latch to remove it, and Genji has told you in the past that his genitals are fairly intact. You stare at his crotch, fingers dancing over his hips and between his legs, but come up with absolutely nothing.

He takes pity on you and reach for the near invisible latch near the bottom of his pelvis and pulls. Freezes, then pulls again. His eyes widen and he curves his head down to see why it wasn’t unlatching.

You put your head down there too to see if you could help. In the end, you two spend almost fifteen minutes trying and failing to open it before you give up and run to Angela.

It turns out that Genji just had to think about popping the latch and it would come loose. The sweet ninja couldn’t meet your eyes for the longest time, and both you and Angela can’t stop giggling whenever you see him.

Got any Hurt/comfort headcanons for McCree and Genji if they’re having phantom pains and needing their Dom at their lowest point?

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Ho boy *cracks knuckles* Haven’t done a good hurt comfort in a while.

McCree

Most days he gets a little twinge that he can ignore, but some mornings he wakes up panicking when he doesn’t see his flesh arm on that side. A tiny bit of phantom pain and PTSD combined, he reckons. Still, sometimes it gets too much and he just curls up in bed on his good side and rides out the pain. On occasion, he’ll break out the pain pills he’s squirrelled away from the infirmary just to stop the fire in that arm.

On those days, he prefers not to be touched and would rather hide in a warm, dark corner away from the world. He doesn’t mind if you join him in that hidey-hole, but he doesn’t want you to come too close. Too afraid of lashing out, he claims. Well, that and he doesn’t want you to see him in that state. In times like this, your voice calms him greatly and he’ll ask you about your day just to keep his mind off of his own horrible day. On really bad days when it hits him particularly hard, he just wants to be left alone.

McCree doesn’t want you to touch him when he’s like this. Literally anything that touches his left side becomes ice and pins and needles, like his skin is trying to crawl away from his body. As a result, he just jams himself somewhere that minimises contact with his skin. But when he does feel better, he’ll crawl over to you and hide his face in your lap so he can start to calm down. Like this, he’s okay with his hair being fiddled with, although his scalp is still tingly.

Bit by bit, as he calms down, he becomes more and more touchy-feely. He begins to nuzzle your thighs and wipe off his tears and snot (ew) so that he looks semi-presentable.

Genji

Genji’s phantom pains hit him a lot more frequently than McCree’s, but he’s learned to deal with it over the years. It’s hard not to when your whole body’s been through the wringer. You’ll find him rubbing over his armour whenever it hits him as though it’ll ease his pain. Sometimes it makes him worse because he can’t get to his joint or skin to rub away the ache. The level of his trauma is so great that he gets massive pains whenever he sees someone else injured to the extent that he was.

Like McCree, Genji would prefer not to be touched when there’s a particularly bad day. At all. He doesn’t even want company and would retreat to the roofs and rafters of the base in order to hide. And when that happens, there’s no point to finding him unless he wants to be found. Unless that’s you, in which case there are only a couple of places he can be. But you never push him and as a result, he always comes to you when he finally wants comfort.

It’s very hard to see Genji at his lowest point because he tends to turn tail and run when he feels he’s too weak or too vulnerable. His first instinct is always to protect himself, and unfortunately, it’s hard to change that instinct. Still, you’re very understanding and as a result, he knows to come to you once he’s calmed down enough to think rationally. He will still avoid physical contact despite being clad in armour from tip to toe, but he will sit close enough to steal some warmth from you.

After a while, Genji’s as calm as he can get and crawls into your lap. He ensures that he makes up for however long he spent hiding from you in the way of affection – both for himself and for you. You might find some wet spots from his tears on your shirt or the inside of his mask, but he’ll never admit that his pain makes him cry.

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Snuggling on a lazy day with McCree and Hanzo

Jesse

Oftentimes Jesse wakes up earlier than you do. It’s a force of habit from his days in Blackwatch and while he was operating as a mercenary. He rises at the crack of dawn, or an hour or two before breakfast on the weekends.

He spends his time with his head tucked into your shoulder, nose buried against your pulse as he breathes your scent in. his arms are wrapped tightly around your waist as he slides a knee between yours slowly.

Jesse doesn’t think about too many things while he waits for you to wake. Maybe what he’ll do for the day. But his demons never come to haunt him during this period of tranquillity.

As he feels you stir in his arms, he reaches over to the console and plays some soft music. It might be your favourite genre or his, depending on how he feels that morning. Jesse will watch you contentedly as you rouse yourself, and then proceeds to tuck you tighter against his body as you stretch.

The moments after you wake are filled with giggles and soft sighs as he blows raspberries against your throat. He might run his fingers over a sensitive spot to make you squirm in ticklishness, and he’ll giggle if you return the favour.

Lazy mornings like these go on forever, and you two usually miss breakfast because of it.

Hanzo

Hanzo is an early riser, and always wakes at the same time each day without fail. No matter the occasion, he will get up, make a pot of tea, meditate for a solid fifteen minutes, then crawl back into bed to read a book or check the news. You never see him do all that though, because he’s always done by the time you’re up.

As he reads, he has his hand on your shoulder, back, or head, and strokes lightly with his fingers. Sometimes it rouses you, and you nuzzle into his chest as he adjusts his position. He sets his book on the bed, gathers you into his arms with your head on his shoulder, and then perches his book on your back as he continues to read.

Lazy morning cuddles with Hanzo is silent. He does not say a word as he offers you a sip of tea, or when he lets you read along with him, or when he moves his head to kiss yours fondly.

Once he’s done, he puts the book aside and tangles your legs together, pulling you flush against him if you weren’t before. Hanzo strokes your hair and nuzzles your temple, his fingers trailing down your back to rest on the waistband of your underwear.

Hanzo likes it when you wrap your arms around him tightly too, and hums contentedly when you trace the tattoo on his arm.

Cuddles only last for so long though, and soon he is up and shepherding you to the bathroom to wash up.

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Bedridden S/O with McCree and Genji

McCree

He knows how much it sucks to be unable to use a limb, but he’s never spent a month bedridden before. When he was recovering from his amputation, he went stir crazy in the hospital and that was for two weeks!

So Jesse begs Angela to let you out for a while. Since it’s only a broken leg and not an open or healing wound, she allows it, but only if you’re in a wheelchair. You’re so desperate for any opportunity to get out that you agree, not caring that you’d spend the entire time in a chair.

He takes you to the mess hall to get some food, then brings you outside so you can get some fresh air. It visibly improves your mood and he beams at you, finding you two a nice spot to sit at.

A rebel as always, he cradles you gently in his arms and sets you next to him on the grass, drawing your casted leg into his lap so it stays elevated. All the painkillers that Angela pumped into you make this painless, and you hum in appreciation as the warm Gibraltar breeze tousles your hair.

He doodles on your cast and cracks stupid jokes and lame pickup lines to make you laugh. Stories about Soldier and his nagging, Hanzo and his grumpiness, and all the shenanigans that the team got up to while you were stuck in bed. He’s careful not to mention missions or training for fear of making you more antsy and wishful to be back on your feet.

When you’re cleared to be on crutches, Jesse will cart you everywhere on his back instead of you hobbling around.

“I’m all the crutch you need, baby,” he winks at you and you punch his shoulder. You don’t even think that’s the correct phrasing, but it was the thought that counted.

Genji

Genji is very sympathetic as he spent a long time in a healing tank before being fitted with his cyborg pieces. He brings you treats that Angela allows him to carry in, and sneaks in more being her back. You’re not too sure how he does it as his armour leaves nothing to the imagination.

When you ask him, he just winks at you and wriggles his fingers.

“Why, ninja techniques of course!” (it’s actually the experience of sneaking snacks into a cinema without a bag or jacket)

He remembers that the body will ache when lying down for too long, and gives you a massage every night. If the pain gets too bad, he’ll run for Angela to increase the painkillers on the drip for you.

At night, he sneaks into your room to keep you company. Brings a holopad and some games so you can alleviate your boredom. If you’re not in pain, he’ll situate himself beside you on the bed and cuddle you close, massaging your back gently to ease the aches.

While on missions, he tries to nab souvenirs for you or remember funny incidents so he can recount them to you. Once, he spent a good chunk of time in a flower field to construct a bouquet for you, earning Soldier’s ire and Hana’s and Lucio’s eternal admiration. When he presents it to you, it’s a clumsy lump of red and white and yellow and pink, tied together with a bandage and you tear up because that was so sweet of him.

He gets scolded in the mess by Soldier the next day, but it was so worth it to see your smile.

Hello! Can I have some hc for mccree, Hanzo, and Genji and how they would comfort their s/o whos insecure about their height and their weight. It’s totally fine if you don’t want to! Thanks!

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Here you go, hope you enjoy! ❤️

* MCCREE *

° Thinks you’re absolutely adorable.

° Noticed one day that you looked a little down. When you told him what was wrong he tilted his head in confusion, a faint expression of sadness as he furrowed his brow.

° “Insecure? Sweetheart, you’re gorgeous. I love how short you are and I love every inch of your body. Yer perfect fer me.”

° When you’re put in public, he’s extra touchy. Making sure everyone knows that you’re with him and so you know he’s not ashamed of you.

* HANZO *

° Believes you’re the epitome of perfection.

° When you were looking at yourself sadly in the mirror one day, he came up behind you and asked what was wrong. When you told him about your insecurity, he squinted his eyes, confused.

° “What do you mean? You are absolutely beautiful. Has someone said something to upset you, my love?”

° While he’s not usually affectionate, he’ll go the extra mile after that day. He just wants you to know that he thinks you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

* GENJI *

° He hadn’t known what true happiness was until he met you.

° So when he saw the light of his life sad and dejected, he was in high alert mode and kinda freaked out, wondering what was wrong. When you explained, he let out a small sigh.

° “My beauty, you are perfect in your height, in your weight and every other aspect of yourself. I would not change a thing about you. I adore you as you are.”

° Sits with you every day to talk about what’s on your mind. He wants to make sure you’re okay and doesn’t ever want to see you sad. Whenever you express your insecurities, he’s quick and sincere in telling you that you’re gorgeous

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Imagine you’re fast asleep. Settled all snug and warm in bed, snuggling with your darling doggy McCree. However, he’s having trouble sleeping. He’s restless but he doesn’t know why. He tosses and turns, only feeling somewhat comfortable when pressed up against you, yet he still can’t get himself to sleep. He decides to burrow himself under the covers and rest his head on your stomach. He takes a moment to listen to you breathe and this seems to calm him for a bit until he catches a whiff of your scent. Trapped under the covers, your natural scent was much stronger and McCree couldn’t help but let out a pleased growl when he got a good whiff. His tail gently thumped against the bed as he inched further down, wanting to smell from the source.

McCree gets down to your clothed sex and licks his lips in anticipation before pressing his nose against it. His body trembles as he takes a deep breath in, eyes rolling back as he lets out a relieved sigh. You smelled so good. McCree chooses to settle there, keeping his nose pressed against your crotch, his tongue occasionally darting out in an attempt to taste you.

He isn’t quite sure when he fell asleep, but he did. With his face nestled between your legs. He wakes up to find you hugging his face with your thighs, and you won’t let him go until he makes up for all the teasing he did to you last night.

“Y-you’re not getting rid of me, are you? Mistress?” with puppy!cree?

Some soft younger McCree for you, Anon! Maybe, newly recruited Blackwatch McCree? Just started to be trained? With a black collar and a cute deadeye-patterned handkerchief around his neck to match.

It was strange when your puppy, Jesse, wouldn’t get up from his spot on the carpet. He said, “Yes, Ma’am,” when you addressed him, but he didn’t move.

Last night was Halloween. He spent all evening all bristly at the crowds of strangers walking by the house. He growled and chuffed until you shushed him. He wore himself out, so you left him to sleep where he lay. Jesse was snoring softly. It was cute; you couldn’t bear to interrupt it.

You knelt down next to him in the morning.

“Hey, hey,” you said quietly. You rubbed your hand down his back and tugged gently on his ears. “Something wrong?”

“M-mistress.”

“Hm?” you asked with eyebrows raised.

He shifted to the side. Under him was a roundish, wet spot in the carpet.

You whispered, “Oh.”

Then you remembered. There were some fireworks after you went to bed. After you left him to sleep. He must have been startled and peed himself.

“Y-you’re not gonna get rid of me, are you? M-mistress?”

His tail wagged a few times, weakly. You brushed his brown, messy hair from his forehead. You would groom him later. But for now, you kissed his cheek.

“That’s an accident, right?”

He nodded.

“Then let’s clean this up together. It happens. Okay?”

He nodded and got up to help you.