#gabriel reyes headcanon

[bunnyreaper]

oh my god i,,, 🥺 i know i was JUST here but i am once agin. sliding into your asks to propose more father things--

the teenage/older child brings home their first partner, how would gabo handle it, and what do you think would be able to win him over? 👀

notes: angel hi!! im ngl this took me a while bcs i was half convinced this ask only happened in my dreams sksksk, i also struggled so if it's bad im so sorry, i went for a lil fic rather than hc's???

warnings: f!reader, slight overprotective gabe.

The second Gabriel lays eyes on the young man, you know he doesn't like what he sees. 

Josh, as he introduced himself, holds himself with far too much confidence for an awkward 17-year-old, yet he tries to pull it off all the same. 

When he smiles as he shakes Gabriel's hand, you begin to worry.

Your own greetings are much more friendly than your husband's, as you're intrigued to see your daughter's choice of guys. Seemingly a little different from your own at that age. 

Motherly instincts take over, and you pull everyone to the kitchen, so you can get Josh a drink and see if he's hungry. 

"Mama, he doesn't need feeding." Your daughter sighs, seemingly embarrassed by your maternal display.

Gabriel stands quietly, watching Josh from the corner of his eye as he makes himself at home at your kitchen island. You quietly watch Gabriel, ready to mediate at any moment. 

"So Josh, I hear you're on the football team?" You mention, hoping to start the process of getting to know him somehow. Your daughter has been very tight-lipped about her boyfriend, even with you.

You can practically feel Gabriel's eye twitching as his brain makes all sorts of assumptions.

"Yes, Mrs. Reyes." He responds politely. "I'm a running back. Did you play football, Mr. Reyes?" He turns his attention to Gabriel. While you sense Josh is a well-mannered boy, you can see he's desperate to win Gabriel over. 

"Basketball, mostly, but a little bit of football too." Gabriel offers a forced smile, and you can tell he's really trying to adjust to the newness of this scenario while fighting all his papa bear instincts. 

"And please call me (Y/N)." You chime in, approaching your husband for a moment as you stroke his arm. 

"I'd be scared to see you on the other team for sure." Josh laughs good-naturedly. 

"He didn't always look that mean and scary, he was a lot dorkier in high school." Your daughter interjects, ignoring her father's scowl. "What? I've seen the pictures! Definitely not as big and burly as he is now." 

Gabriel crosses his arms over his chest, sending your daughter a playful glare. "Well, a life in the military builds you up." 

She rolls her eyes in the way she usually does. "Mom doesn't look like a tank." 

"I know I've let myself go a little, but I'm not that out of shape!" You gasp, pretending to be offended by your daughter's comments. 

"You're perfect, mi vida." Gabriel whispers, softening for a moment.

"Gross." She declares, her nose crinkling in disgust. "I'm gonna go change, okay?" Your daughter sends you a pleading look that begs you to keep things calm while she's gone.

She leaves the kitchen, and the room falls quiet before Gabriel fills the silence. 

"So what are your intentions with my daughter?" 

"Gabe!" You gasp, smacking him playfully. The poor boy was going to be traumatized. 

"Uh, I just really like her, I swear." Josh's smile is soft and genuine. "She's sweet, she's been tutoring in Spanish because I've been struggling, and I help her with physics." 

"She hates physics." You comment, knowing that the help would really be doing a lot for her. 

Josh looks somewhat nervous, though entirely truthful. "We just realized we have a lot of fun together." 

Gabriel simply nods. 

"Happy?" You ask, brow raised. Time would tell what was to become of Josh, and what his intentions were--he really didn't need the interrogation. 

"I understand." Josh offers. "My mom gave her a grilling too. She handled it really well, though." 

You chuckle, though your chest flares with your own protective streak. 

"As parents, we can't help but be overprotective." Gabriel adds. 

"Some of us are better at keeping it to ourselves, but my husband is a barbarian." You nudge him with your hips teasingly. "I'm not going to pretend to understand you men." 

"He's hardly a man." Gabriel comments and then is fixed with a sharp look from you. "No offense, kid." 

"It's okay. When I heard her last name, I knew that if I hurt her, I'd probably end up in a ditch... sorry." Josh cringes, realizing that's probably a little too blunt.

"I wouldn't put you in a ditch. Too easy to find your body." 

"Gabe!" You chastise, but the two are sharing a laugh regardless.

Gabriel is warming up to him, even if it's just a little bit. You know it'll take some time for him to truly trust Josh with your daughter's heart, but for now, it's a step in the right direction. 

"Uh, Mr. Reyes," Josh begins the conversation again. "I was actually wondering, would you have any advice for someone looking to join the military?"

"Don't." Your husband replies without missing a beat.

"Hey now, if we both hadn't ended up in Overwatch, we never would've met." You add.

"I suppose." He says, before taking a moment to think of some actual advice. You can almost see him slip into Commander mode. "Whatever ego and pride you have going in won't get you anywhere. Leave it for your civilian life. And get a therapist sooner rather than later. 

"Right, sounds good." Josh nods, a little taken aback. 

"You know, if you're still together through your training, it's going to make things really difficult. Being with someone in the service isn't easy, and my daughter doesn't deserve to be hanging onto some guy who just comes and goes." 

You cringe at Gabriel's harsh words, even if you're right there in believing your daughter deserves the best. "That seems slightly hypocritical of us to say." 

Gabriel raises a brow at you. "It's not the same, you were right there with me."

"Don't go giving them ideas." You mutter. "But, it was still hard, as all relationships are. You can figure that one out for yourselves, though, I'm sure." 

Josh seems to be absorbing the information. "Yeah. Thank you both for your honesty, though." 

"Are you sure you don't want something to eat?" You ask, practically desperate to offer more hospitality. 

"No, I'm okay, thank you." 

"Piece of advice, if you're going to be sticking around." Gabriel begins, his voice not brash or challenging. "Accept the woman's cooking. She'll feed you one way or another." The words serve as a small olive branch.

"Yes sir." Josh nods, and you and Gabriel share a look. 

"Everything okay?" Your daughter asks, returning to the kitchen with a skeptical look. 

"Everything's fine." Her father replies, yet she looks to you for confirmation. 

"It's good. I'm putting a pizza in the oven." You add. 

"Of course you are, we're gonna go watch movies." She says, tugging Josh off of the stool.

"Not in your room, you're not." Gabe adds, ready to follow them both. 

"Dad!" She cries. 

"... I just wanted to spend some time getting to know the kid. Cálmate, chica." He smirks. "Besides, if we're all on the couch, you can cuddle up between your two favorite guys." Gabriel pulls your daughter into him, embarrassing her with kisses smothered all over her face. 

She squirms, pretending to hate the attention. "Cállate la boca, papa!" 

[darling-answers]

Breaking the bed/ Desk during Sex Talon Edition.

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OVERWATCH continues here!

Reaper

Coming back from a Mission just trying to enjoy his Wife company with his new found sex drive, Moira Experiments recently made his Sex drive go sky rocket. It has been a couple of weeks since he had his own wife pussy sheath on his cock, not waiting to fill in the report to Akande. He instantly heads for his living quarters with his wife, luckily living in the talon base all other agents will do there own thing and leave him to spend quality time with his beautiful sexy wife of 13 years.

The music coming from a room deep inside the huge living quarters notify Gabriel this his wife was home and she was not notified that Gabriel was home, the moment the door slam open a yell was let out, there in all her glory the one person his cock been aching to be in contact with, his beautiful wife. His tent was showing through his pants as she didn’t even hide the obvious fact he was horny for some nice warm pussy. Unbuckling the belt she gently grabbed his wife hair by the hilt and guided her body over to the bed. Shoving her face into the pillow before she could even great him, he pulled her dress up. “ No underwear, what a slut of a woman you are, do you just walk around Talon Base showing off your cuny to whoever that desperate to look at a whore.”

Dragging his cock through his wife folds, he slowly spread her lips spitting at the sweet cunt that is so deliciously slick. He gently poke his cock through her hole, coming to sheath himself fully inside, slowly coming to pull out of her and slam harder into her. Grunts come tumbling out of his mouth as he lets out a hard sigh, he gains speed as moaning and whines follow out of his wife, holding onto the headboard the bed lets out a whole bunch of squeaks before a loud crash follows out, startling his wife cause a loud scream and the muscles of her body tenses

“Fuck! your tight!” His Teeth grits as he let out a grunt, coming to slowly rub at his wife hips, “ Easy, baby, easy your alright, fuck me it scared you didn’t you, I’m sorry I guess I went to hard, don’t worry you did nothing wrong.” He pulls out, his cock is still rock hard as he comes to turn his wife around and rub at her stomach massaging the muscles that were strain. He puts his dick back in his boxers as he lays right next to his obvious scared wife who clearly was startled by the bed breaking

Her heart is racing as Gabriel comes to slowly rub at his wife body laying passionate kisses and firm hands to steady his wife. “ I’m so sorry again I didn’t mean to cause you to worry about me.” You did nothing wrong, you the most amazing and important person ever, thank you for all you do when I go, don’t worry about sex we can always do it later.”

Sombra

“Oh mi corderito que estas tratando de hacerme, estas tratando de poner a prueba mi paciencia no sabia que podias ser tan travieso dejame verte, desnudate para mi." She let out a growl and a purr, disappearing from view coming up behind her girlfriend, as her girlfriend lifts up her shirt cold gloves come up to gently pull and push, swirling her girlfriends nipples coming up to gently push her girlfriend skirt letting her purple underwear be hooked underneath the hacker nails, stripping her off her underwear she comes to gently play with her girlfriend folds while messing with her boobs, “ Nena sabes cuanto me gusta jugar contigo, jugar con estas chicas grandes, deberías saber que no puedo evitar querer tocarte a ti y a esta cosa bonita de aquí abajo. “

coming to swirl her clit around she kissing her neck as she bends her girlfriend over her desk, were credit card information and the latest political stunt she found from hacking for the fun of it, “ Let me make you a Mami, let these tits filled with milk as you take such good care of our baby, she has your eye, and my skin tone, please let me cum inside you.” For the first time Olivia, not Sombra, whimper as she slowly finger her girlfriend swirling her fingers inside the wet cunt of her girlfriends, “ just let go, don’t you dare keep it from me.” Sombra grunts out rocking back in forth between shoving her fingers over and over inside her girlfriend cunt, slowly hitting that spot that causing stars to shift in her girlfriend eyes, blurry eyes and vision, Sombra whimper as she shoved her hips into her girlfriend causing the desk to slowly break from under them making both of them slam into the floor, poor computer cracked but not broken, on the screen data slowly sent to all of talon high member phone. “ Olivia my, hips hurt now! I can’t feel my legs!”

She whimpers as she turns her head to look at her girlfriend who is smirking, head prop up from her elbow. “ we should do that again. Maybe instead of doing it in our room, we could have fun and use The Laboratory.” “ isn’t that M-Moira O’Deorain practical living place, she has never come out of the laboratory unless she has a mission, wouldn’t that make her mad?” “ she can piss off she already made me mad what fun would it be to get revenge!”

Sigma

don’t you even dare try to touch my baby, 😒 I love him so lemme give him some platonic affection and energy this is him breaking something but this is all just platonic.

“ Boo! I got you!.” Sigma wife shouted as she raised her hands, causing her husband who was deep in thought about the ants and fairies. The stuff around them started floating as she let out a little snort realizing that her husband was not in control with his gravity as his hand shook as he let out more stressful mumbles as he frantically moved around not noticing his wife casually floating as she gently pushed her hair down that keep coming up and higher till it couldn’t pull up anymore.

“ Mr Kruiper it time for you to come back to me now.” She a soft smile fills her face as she felt her husband look at her, “ I- I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me.” She felt Sigma slowly moved towards her and flat her hair that kept moving up, she was slowly pulled to the floor as object smash into the ground around them causing a groan from a passing high officer of talon, “ you did nothing wrong Bebe, let just clean up this mess together.” She mumbles as a sweet tone is filled within seibren brain as he happily giggles and start cleaning up the mess around them with his gravity, “ I’m so sorry for scaring you hun I never intended to you be to far in that headspace.” “ it alright you love me and I know that :D.”

Widowmaker

The feeling of a spider crawling into the nest that laid the innocent creature who was the center of attention. That was the feeling that both Lacroix, no widowmaker, and her innocent girlfriend bound by. No one would be breaking the web that Lacroix made for her girlfriend, not even Moira would have her hands near it,

“ Stay still for Maman a besoin que tu te détendes, tu es trop dans ta tête. Laisse-toi aller pour maman, n'essaie pas de lutter, nous y voilà, oui bébé, tu te sens si bien et si serré pour maman" Lacroix mumbled as she gently push you to ride her, bringing your hips to go down and up, trying to ride her without her guidance would be to hard for the small headspace your overdriven into. Coming to gently hold onto Lacroix breast squishing and gently push it and rubbed it, bouncing her hip up and down she let out a whine and a moan as she leaned in to kiss her Maman, “ Mummy! Mummy please, oh god oh god!” She tighten the hold of her grip on her maman breast as her cunt tighten on the strap that Widowmaker kept bouncing her on, cum started to drip all over the strap as a loud break and crash hit the couple as Lacroix let out a big sigh keeping the tight grip onto her girlfriend,

Il est temps de trouver un nouveau lit, non seulement tu m'as chevauché jusqu'à ce que notre lit soit littéralement cassé, mais maintenant le lit est tellement dangereux que nous ne pouvons pas dormir dessus." She mumbles as she come to squeeze her girlfriend butt as she gently lifted her girlfriend off the big purple strap, cum lays onto the French women lap as Lacroix gently pat her girlfriend hair coming up to gently pull a blanket over her body and pull her into another spare room of the apartment, “ this is vexing but we will make do with it until I can get a new bed for us, this time let not have you break it.” She mumbles shyly as she gently picked her girlfriend up placing her on the bed to come over and give her girlfriend as much care as she could give to someone.

Moira

“ oh, how pitiful you must be, coming to me to satisfied your urges, acting like a newborn fawn wanting there Mummy, if you really are that pitiful then me rejecting you should cause you no harm, you can whine and whimper but that will not change my mind, I have work to do go bother some other soul.” Moira let out a tisk going back to doing her latest experiment completely ignoring her wife that was horny and being difficult, normally if her wife said she had things to do she would pout and just let it go until later on, but no, she was needy and not even The Scientific Community would grasp her away from her wife. Moira let out a grunt went hands come to find her waist tugging her away from her excitement, cold slinder hands slowly come to grab around the hair of Moira wife. “ you can’t even control yourself, how can you live knowing that you will do anything to satisfy your urges, does dignity not matter to you?”

She comes to sit down in her office chair picking her wife up by the arms and laying her over her manspread legs, her butt high in the air, Moira landed spank after spank onto her wife butt as muffled wailing was heard coming from the laboratory, flipping her wife over she comes to swaddle her wife like a new born baby, gently opening up her coat letting sucking filled the laboratory, “ you do understand that your little breaks you make me take causing us to waste time with the scientific process that I have dedicated decades to. It not that I don’t appreciate you but you should learn that greedy will only get you so far.” Moira mumbles brushes few strands out of her wife hair as she suckles on her breast, gently lifting up her wife she puts her on the table after

Shooing the lab papers away from the table having them fall to the ground, removing her lab coat as her button up shirt was let open, she slowly unbuckle her pants grabbing her strap throwing lube on it from in the draw ( she doesn’t just use lube for sex, but other expirements.) She gently started rocking into her Wife, coming to slammed deep inside her over and over, her red hair getting in the way of some part of her vision as all she can see is the sweet delicious feeling of her wife cunts deeply nestled into her strap, almost like it was made for her. She lets out a hum as she racked her nails across her wide body as she comes to gently push a little to far into the table causing one of the legs of the table to get out. She stops and looks over at the broken table leg and just hums out a “ what if I test the theory of how much this table pressure can handle before it falls out? Maybe I can make use of this.”

Akande

( it wouldn’t let me add one more photo in so now I have to make do with what I have.)

“ we need to be more careful this bed can not hold on any longer then we have already went through.” he mumbled as he gripped your hand in between his face slowly coming to get in between your neck and shoulder. Letting out smooth kisses onto your neck all the way up until your lips he slowly pushed in further as his hips connected to your pelvic bone a big noticeable bump for throughout your tummy, a whine was it out of your lips as you felt Akande bring your hands down to your stomach so that you could feel how deep he was inside of you, his big hands fit with yours as he brings it back up over yours head restraining you from moving any further than where you were. He let you chuckle. as he starts seeing the bruising, that was there last time, you guys had sex slowly start forming again. Becoming big red spots to Light bruising.

“ you do know I do not have all day to entertain your thought. Well I do appreciate you and this amazing pussy. I have other… Negotiables to attend to so I cannot stay longer than I wish to. You will see me tonight and tonight will be an even better night than what it is now just you wait.” He mumbled into your ear as his big hand coming to hold onto the headboard cause it to snap into pieces of sheer strength, he let out a sigh as it has already happened before, as he slowly move some pieces of wood out of your hair.

We will need to buy a bigger bed. Soon we have already had to thrown away the others because of it, contact my company and see if we can get a new bed as soon as possible for now we will have to sleep in this spare bedroom, I apologize my love.” taking the hands of his lover, he slowly lifted her up with one arm, coming to gently have her in the bathtubs making sure to let out smooth bubbly water come to wash away her aching muscles as he mumbled something about the fact he didn’t get to cum and neither do you, but the safety of yours was more of a priority than anything.

[ya-zz]

Can I request some headcanons with Cassidy, Hanzo and Reaper? Of them holding their newborn baby for the first time? The baby fever is going crazy feral for me rn

I thought I would've gotten to this sooner, but hello, it is finally here!

This was such a cute concept and I'm really glad I got to do this and to finish it! Thank you for the patience ♥

CASSIDY

He panicked when you mentioned you were going into labour, words fumbling out his mouth in incoherent sentences that made you question whether or not he was okay.

He was there with you the entire time you were giving birth, holding your hand, moving the stuck hair from your face, wiping the sweat off of your forehead.

He never once let go of you, wanting nothing more than to soothe you throughout the entire process. 

When the moment arrived, a screaming and crying baby in the nurses hands, Cassidy immediately felt the relief run through him. 

“I am proud of you, honey.” 

“You’re okay. Everything is fine.” 

When the nurses eventually handed the small infant over to you, he witnessed your features getting soft, tears pricking your eyes once more. They weren’t painful tears, but rather tears of love. 

The baby continued to cry for a minute or two longer as the conversation around the room continued.

Cassidy sat on the edge of the bed, hand still holding yours, watching you as you admired the soft bundle in your arms

When you turned to him with a smile on your face and asked if he wanted to hold his child, his heart almost stopped. 

He had felt overwhelmed before, but this time it felt different. 

His child was in his arms, bundled up in a soft blanket.

The cries had stopped, soft noises being made and when their eyes opened, looking at the cowboy, Cassidy felt the entire room spin. 

Finally, another reason to fall in love all over again.

HANZO

Hanzo was careful throughout every stage of the pregnancy. He’d listen to you, and get you everything and anything had wanted and needed. 

The moment Hanzo saw you grimace in pain, he knew exactly what was coming.

He was quick on his feet to get you over to medbay, hand never leaving yours as he helped you settle onto the bed.

The entire time he would whisper to you, sweet little words and praises to flood your mind and to take it off of the pain you were experiencing. 

“Stay calm, sweetheart.”

“My love… You are doing amazingly.”

He would keep his fingers laced with yours all throughout the birth of your child. 

The moment that new life was brought into the world, your hand squeezed your partners hand tightly, the relief flooding through your body.

His heart fluttered as the nurses brought the newborn over to you and him. 

Every emotion was heightened when he saw you hold the small bundle and when you offered for him to hold the baby, his eyes widened. 

His hands were gentle as he took the bundle to his chest, gently rocking his arms. 

He was almost a natural, and when the cries calmed down, he chuckled. 

Hanzo saw the pride within your face as you turned to look at him. The love for you and his child was overflowing.

The archer had another reason to keep fighting. To keep living.

REAPER

Everything changed rather quickly the moment you became pregnant.

The cold demeanour was suddenly calm and caring, something of which was what you needed during the pregnancy. 

When labour came around and pain was surging, Reyes moved fast, carrying you to the medbay.

He was worried and rightly so as you cried out in pain. 

Reyes kept his hand on your forehead, soothing what pained emotions you were receiving and letting out. 

Your body was on fire for your partner did what he could to make sure you were pain-free as possible.

“Stay calm, You’re doing good.”

“Almost there, don’t worry, you’re doing well.”

He listened to your cries and it pained him, but the moment that it fell silent and another cry was heard, Reyes felt warm.

His heart felt bigger as he watched you hold your newborn baby.

Tears spilled from your eyes, Reyes moved his hand to cup your cheek, thumb caressing the warm and damp flesh.

When you held out your newborn to your partner, he hesitated, but his arms opened up and accepted the small bundle of newborn joy.

His eyes softened and he smiled, a genuine smile that made your own heart flutter with joy. 

Reyes was happy. He was in love. 

[sassycyborgninja]

silly doodle of the besties (my personal headcanon of them)

they’re spying on ppl but they’re not exactly discreet abt it

[wildissylupus]

I will not get over the original Blackwatch team, and no I don't mean the one with Genji and Moira.

For context, in Overwatch it was revealed that not only was Angela "Mercy" Zeigler the head of Overwatch's medical team, but also the head of Blackwatch's medical team up until Genji joined. Meaning it's likely she was a part of some of the Blackwatch missions as a team member.

So that makes the original Blackwatch team Reyes, Cassidy, Gerard and Angela. Which considering the fact that Gerard was at most three years older then Cassidy and Angela....

I want to know what their dynamic was like. Specifically Angela, Cassidy's and Gerard's, cause we already know what all of them were like with Reyes.

Like before everything started to go south? Did Cassidy and Angela know about Gerard and Amelie? Were they there when the two met? Did they make fun of Gerard's crush on Amelie? Did they try and give him dating advise?

Angela's a doctor and Gerard was a diplomat so I doubt either of them could shoot that well. Did Cassidy make fun of Angela and Gerard's shooting skills? Did he help them improve?

Did Gerard teach Cassidy diplomatic tricks in order to make sure there was at least one other person who could get info without pulling a gun? Did Gerard ever make fun of Cassidy and Angela's less then stellar love lives? Did he invite them to his wedding?

This group interests me so much because it's a look into the golden age we haven't seen, it's a look into the early days of Overwatch, an age not riddled with tragedy after tragedy.

[widowmakrr]

THEIR ‘FAVORITE PART’ ABOUT YOU

COLE CASSIDY + YOUR HANDS. It can be taken both ways, really. He loves your hands, they way they so daintily slip into his own. His hands, having seen many days of work and use, aren’t as soft as they used to be. So he just loves to hold yours, feeling them smooth over every callus and lovingly squeeze to get his attention. Though he doesn’t think the size difference is all too bad, either <3.

HANZO SHIMADA + YOUR HAIR. He loves your hair, no matter the appearance it may have. He finds great satisfaction in running his hands through it, especially if you have just washed it. He loves the silky feel it has to it, and just can’t get enough. Considering his hair has been all different kinds of lengths, he has knowledge on how to brush it correctly and comfortably - so, just for you, he would be sure to offer.

REAPER (GABRIEL REYES) + YOUR THIGHS. Reaper loves them; no matter shape or size. Whilst he does prefer a general softness, he wouldn’t go out of his way to comment. To him, they are just one more thing to love on and hold. It’s a reassurance to come home from a hard day at work and know that life isn’t all that bad - and that there are gentle things to be protected, too. Also, bonus; yes, he will fall asleep on them if he’s tired enough.

LUCIO CORREIA + YOUR HEAD. Lucio really struggles picking. I mean, all of you is amazing! But if he had to pick, it would be your head. For starters, it has your face on it, which of course he adores. It has your ears, that he listens to music with - and, it has your brain. He loves watching you deep in thought, and he loves your intellect. ‘Dumb’ or ‘Smart’ - whatever you consider yourself - Lucio loves it and can’t get enough.

: silly silly overwatch men mwah mwah anyways my blog is FINALLY set up (i think) so now i can finally take requests

[cautiouscrab2eletricboogaloo]

Broke: Genji and Cassidy were the dumbasses of Blackwatch and Moira and Gabe had to clean up after their compulsive messes

Woke: Cassidy and Moira were the only competent ones in Blackwatch as they were the only ones who didn’t have a suicide wish during every mission

[grievedeeply]

Ok! I got a request idea, what would hanzo and reaper reaction be to you getting caught leaving them snacks and gifts on their room while you thought they were busy doing something else?

i've tried to write this so many times already but it keeps getting eaten by tumblr sooooo this is not as good as it once was because i've written this at least 3 times.... hope you enjoy anyways :") thanks for the request!

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hanzo and reaper's s/o getting caught leaving them gifts

hanzo

he's the type of guy to believe that he doesn't deserve any of these things. he'll try to refuse them as soon as he sees them, trying to make up an excuse to say no to them

eventually, he'll give in and accept your gifts and snacks for him. he knows that he's very lucky that you did this for him and he can't help but to wonder why

he feels like he could cry over it. he isn't sure if he's happy about it or distressed. he hasn't been treated like this in so long that he forgot that people can have that much compassion

he tries to remain unreadable the entire time you're talking to him about it. showing any sort of emotion like this makes him feel really vulnerable even though he knows he's safe with you

he notices you left a note for him with the snacks and gifts and he reads it after you leave

it consists of how much you love him and how proud you are of him and his growth. it makes his chest feel really tight, but he's glad he read it. it helps him to realize he's really trying

reaper

he just stands there for a moment, watching as you giggle and arrange his gifts on the table in his room for him. you turn around with a skip in your step until you see him in the doorway

like hanzo, he refuses it. he doesn't think he deserves it, either. he doesn't even know how he managed to form this type of relationship with you even though he loves you

you'll talk him into keeping everything, telling him that you tried really hard to make sure it consists of everything he likes

it does, by the way. it reminds him of his old life. he hadn't been treated with this type of love for a long time and he wonders how he got so lucky

you thought he was away, but he was still in your mind enough to compel you to do this for him. it scares him a little

he knows he was blessed with you, and he wouldn't ever change that.

[goat-guy-tm]

Don't get me wrong, I'm a big enjoyer of the "Reaper/Gabriel is Cassidy's dad" fanon/hc, but I think people forgot that after BlackWatch fell, Jack had Cassidy join Overwatch, AND THERE ARE VOICE LINES OF HIM COMFORTING CASSIDY OVER THE THINGS THEY DID.

JACK WAS HIS DAD TOO-

Whether you like R76 or not, you have to admit to yourself that they were coparents to this fucked up little cowboy-

[popipopipopipopipo000]

One of my headcanons for current reaper (represented it in the first pic) is that he’d let his hair grow to be like how he had it when he was Soldier 24 but obviously with gray hairs

(The rest of the pics are just him as soldier 24 bc I absolutely love that skin lol)

[tokoyamisstuff]

Gabriel Reyes:

Even back as the commander of Blackwatch, Reyes was already intimidating to begin with, no matter if his s/o is a soldier or a mere civilian.

Dude is built like a brick shithouse and probably way taller than most, so obviously his comrades know better than to provoke his anger.

Since he's such a strict, easily irritated person at work, one would assume that being in a relationship with him would be just the same - yet the thought of manhandling you in any way never even crossed his mind.

So on the rare occasion of you having an argument he only ever lashes out at you verbally, if anything.

One time though he overstepped a line, screaming at you while dramatically throwing his hands in the air - to which you responded naturally by ducking down.

You can clearly see the guilt in his eyes when he steps back, and he'll probably rush out of the room before you can even explain your reaction.

Reyes isn't really the type to talk things over, let alone abut how he feels. He'll probably deal with those emotions his own way - alone - and only come back to you after he's calmed down.

Returns after a few hours with a thoughtful gift or something similar, like dropping your favourite sweets into your lap or saying that he's done all of your workload for the day. It's his way of apologizing.

He may act like nothing happened and never adress the topic again, but his behavior will change nonetheless.

Gabe sees himself as your protector, and the sheer thought of making you scared in any way is really eating on him. So afterwards he'll be very held back and careful to touch you.

Needs a lot of reassurance that it's not that deep and you trust him unconditionally, but the thought will probably stuck with him.

After he's grown comfortable touching you again, he adapts a new habit of becoming physically affective with you whenever you're having a conflict. You could literally tell him to fuck off but he'll just cradle you against his chest until you both can't be mad at each other anymore.

In the end, this is only more reason for him to become better for your sake. Is willing to prove that he can be just the partner you need, no matter how - even if it means actually learning how to open up and properly resolve conflict.

Reaper:

Is an even worse drama queen than the old Gabe.

We all know that after his metamorphosis, it's even harder for him to contain his anger. It's quite literally part of his biology now, and his mental condition doesn't really make it any better.

Though Reaper is even more dangerous than his old self, even in this state he's just as far away from harming you as before.

While he had always been a rather inward person, he's now a lot more quiet as well. Doesn't even remotely raise his voice at you. After all, you're the only precious thing left in his life. So matter what you may direct at him, he'll endure it all stoic - at least on the outside.

Every single time you're fighting, he'll always just storm out the room and let off some steam on the next best poor soul encountering him.

Reaper's condition is really eating on him, and he sees himself as nothing else than a monster. Thus he can't make any sense out of the fact that you don't find him repulsing at all, and thinks it's just a matter of time until you face the reality of what he's become.

Constantly asks you if you're really fine with being with him and not just playing along because you're afraid of his reaction. Emphasizes that you have nothing to fear shall you ever want to leave him and how you don't owe him an explanation or anything.

You'll probably flinch at something that has nothing to do with you directly, like when he's having a particulary hard time with the pain - or seeing him brutally murder someone right in front of you.

Just when he takes human form again and rushes towards you to see if you're fine, you'll wince a little backwards - and even with the mask, that is the exact moment you can see his heart breaking.

The dam just breaks and he'll pull you into his arms without even thinking first, before he starts crying uncontrollably and uttering countless apologies.

Starting from then, he'll be very vocal about his emotions. Like how you're the most important thing in his life and he'd rather die than hurt you in any way.

It feels rather nice getting this off his chest, to be honest.

[bunnyreaper]

hello hello! its me again back at it with the babies bc i am insatiable and i cannot get enough of your writing 😭💕

would you be up for toddler and teenager phases with reaper/gabe? something about the idea of reaper trying to handle a moody teen who takes after him is just- i am going to EXPLODE 🥺🙏

notes: yes i'm living for your requests!! i kind of went off the rails with this, i'm so sorry ;__; i hope you like it though! warnings: f!reader, loose grasp on concepts of masculinity and parenting. Gabriel and Reaper with toddler and teen child HCs (+ bonus drabbles)

Gabriel:

Gabe with toddler is a real treat to see, as he gets to release his more lighthearted, goofy, and imaginative side.

The best storyteller going will do all the voices (but gets a little embarrassed about anyone at work knowing this.) 

Keeps up with the bilingual teaching and beams with pride when they start speaking Spanish.

Lets the toddler use them as a climbing frame, swings them around to their heart's content, and never gets tired. 

Takes it really hard if he misses a milestone because he's out on a mission. Often someone caught it on camera, but it's not quite the same 

Buys them their basketball jersey and baby hoop.

Would enjoy Bluey (because he's a man of good taste after all) and would hate Peppa Pig (same reason)—sometimes whistles the Bluey theme tune, and you can't convince me otherwise. 

Gets extremely stressed if they sustain any slight injury at all. 

Takes them into Overwatch for office days on occasion as a toddler. They love visits to Uncle Jack's office or when Ana lets them play fight with her.

Still brings them to Overwatch as they grow up, especially when they seem to be going through a tough time. They find everyone at Overwatch cooler than Gabe, or at least that's what they tell him (but they secretly hero worship him and all the others.)

Continues to teach them proper gun safety, takes them shooting and emphasizes the gravity of what guns can do. 

Understands Ana's opposition to Fareeha wanting to join Overwatch, and has to have you talk him down from stubborn overreactions when the subject is mentioned.

Does bond with them over sport. Takes one-on-one time with them at their favorite games, and if they play, he'll try his best to attend games around missions.

Teaches them to cook too, especially dishes he loved growing up. 

Struggles with the mood swings if they say hurtful things. If his kid ever said they hated him, his heart would shatter into a million pieces.

Tries to encourage openness and honesty, so they can feel safe discussing anything at all with him, even if he squirms like crazy giving "the talk".

Again, has to be talked down from being the stereotype of overprotective father when his kid starts dating, but he learns to trust their instincts and values. After all, you both raised them to value their own autonomy and to have good instincts about people.

But he almost finds himself crying with them the first time they get their heart broken, and he desperately wishes he could do anything to take the pain away.

Loves helping them pick outfits for school dances or other special occasions.

"You ready?" You ask your daughter sweetly, looking her over as she fiddles with the costume.

She frowns, a look you're familiar with indicating that she's feeling self-conscious and shy. "What do you think, mama?" 

You kneel down, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "You look perfect, don't forget to do your impression, okay?" 

"Okay." She confirms, yet still seems unconvinced.

"Can we show Papa now?" You ask, readying her for the reveal.

It's Superhero day at preschool, and she knew which hero she wanted to be the moment the day was announced. 

She hesitates, the uncertain expression still in her eyes. "Maybe..." 

"What's up, baby?" You stroke her sweet face, careful not to smudge the scars you just painted onto her face. 

"What if he doesn't like it?" She frowns, her eyes averted from your gaze.  

"He's going to love it, promise." You smile, and finally she softens. "Ready?" 

She nods, and you call out to Gabe. "Ready?" 

"Ready!" Gabe replies from the other room. He was hoping for something cool, maybe Captain Marvel or Wonder Woman, but he was about to get an even great surprise. 

You open the door for your daughter, and the two of you walk into the living room. 

"Ta da!" You call out, as your daughter crosses her arms over her puffed up chest and dons the most adorable, unconvincing scowl. 

"Baby..." Gabe drops to his knees, staring at your daughter with welled up eyes, and he toys with her black beanie. "Baby... are you dressed as me?" 

"Yes, papa, do you like it?" She asks, hesitant at her father's reaction. 

"I love it." He nods, tightening his jaw and willing away the tears. 

"You're my hero." She cries happily as she hugs his neck. "Don't cry!" 

"Can't help it." He laughs, and your heart swells as you watch the scene. "Don't tell the bad guys my weakness, okay?" 

"Okay." She giggles, pulling away to press a kiss to his cheek. "Te quiero mucho, papa."

"Te quiero mucho, baby." He whispers, casting you a look that shows you just how much his heart is melting. "So I guess once we pick you up from preschool, we better head to base. You've gotta start bossing Uncle Jack around now." 

****** 

"Vete a la verga, papa!" ("Go to hell, dad!") Your daughter shouts as she slams the door upstairs, a loud thud that echoes round the house. 

"Cuida tu lenguaje, jovencita." ("Watch your mouth, young lady.") Gabe calls back, anger in his tone as he admits defeat and storms down the stairs.  

When he emerges into the kitchen, he's still muttering in Spanish.

"What did you say now?" You sigh, exasperated at the way the two of them have been butting heads lately. 

"Ella tienen un humor de perros." ("She's in a bad mood.") He grumbles. "She'll get over it."

Reaper: 

Hates the terrible twos and tantrums (because no one is allowed to be dramatic as he is), and sometimes you find him and the toddler both pouting.

Doesn't sweat the small stuff like grazed knees or hands, as he knows it's how the toddler learns. He still keeps a fierce watch over them, though. 

His blood boils hearing kindergarten stories about other kids mistreating his child, doubly so if he senses an adult has taken a dislike to his kid.

Sometimes struggles with the high-energy moments of raising a toddler, but thrives when they're sleepy and just looking for cuddles. He makes a great pillow.

Does have to try harder to maintain his patience, and understand the lack of malice in the actions of a toddler. Sometimes he finds it hard to keep his cool when toys are being thrown or bedtime is being avoided.

Tears up more than he likes to admit at milestones and small moments, gets really sentimental and insists on keeping baby teeth, locks of hair, etc.

Keeps their drawings, even if they're just colorful lines and splotches.

Gets a family dog, and thrives seeing the bond between his kid and the dog.

Doesn't like wearing tiaras, drinking pretend tea, or the smell of play dough (deals with it all anyway.) 

Feels parts of his soul repair when his kid says "I love you" for the first time. 

Regrets teaching his kid sarcasm, because holy shit, do they have it in spades.

Is the overprotective father suspicious of everyone who wants to date his kid, regardless of gender. He might not show it outwardly, but he's often sharing his worries with you and prone to forgetting how scary he can actually be. 

Both loves it and hates it when gun lessons show his kid to have an aptitude with shotguns.

Offers to drive them anywhere and everywhere, as it means he can keep tabs on them and keep them safer.

Teaches them self-defense, takes it very seriously.

Gains major cred with his kid for using the correct pronouns for trans/nb friends.

Curses them out in Spanish when they do something especially dumb.

Tries to pick up video games to help relate, finds FPS games annoyingly difficult, definitely grumps if he gets called out on it.

Cries at the high school graduation, begs you not to tell their kid.

Gets called "old man" by his kid, makes his eye twitch 1000%.

"Papa?" Your son's sweet voice interrupts the silence as you and Gabriel sit on the couch reading. Your son climbs onto his father's chest and pokes at his face.  "Grumpy."  He comments simply. 

"I'm not grumpy." He says, yet his brows are knit. 

"Papa grumpy." The toddler comments once more, mimicking the frown before fiddling with his face some more. He prods his fingers into Gabriel's cheeks, forcing them into a smile. 

"Papa happy." He says with a grin. 

"Papa happy." Gabriel responds, finally cracking with a genuine smile.

*****

"I don't know Mom, can I?" Your son responds, completely exasperated. You don't even need to look up to know he's rolling his eyes. 

"You can do it yourself. You usually do anyway." He groans and makes his way to leave the kitchen. 

His exit is blocked by your husband's heavy frame, his eyes glaring down at your son. 

"Don't speak to your mother like that." 

He comments, a quiet sense of rage filling him. "Your Abuelita would have your head for that." He growls. 

"Good job she's not here then, isn't it?" Your son responds in an instant—the cruelty sounding strange even from his usually sharp tongue. 

"Go to your room." Gabriel snaps, his voice raising as he steps aside yet puffs out his chest, unable to look his son in the eye. 

Your heart clenches, knowing how the words would cut Gabriel so deep. They already hurt you, but his mother's memory was a sacred one, and your son had crossed a line. Despite his usual teenage ways lately, this was a step too far. 

"When did he get so moody?" Gabriel comments gruffly, as you approach him and attempt to soothe him with a comforting touch. 

"Hmm, wonder who gets that from." You whisper, pressing a kiss to your husband's cheek. 

"I don't know what you're talking about." He pouts, going rigid with annoyance. 

You laugh lightly. "Sure you don't."

Gabriel pulls away, the stormy expression still on his face. 

"He's been struggling lately. I didn't mean to, but I overheard him talking to one of his friends." You sigh—now was the time to tell Gabriel the truth. "I've been meaning to bring it up." 

Gabriel's attention is caught. "Bring what up?" 

"You're so hard on him all the time. He thinks you hate him." Once more, your chest hurts. You know it's the furthest thing from the truth, but all your son craves is his father's approval, and your words haven't done anything to soothe him. 

"He does?" Gabriel's eyes darken, as a piece of his past self bubbles up inside him—that same feeling he once had to always prove himself. The one that drove him to the police, the army, to the SEP, and beyond—ending in his near death experience and everything that follows. 

Gabriel swallows deeply, his anger abating as he turns and heads upstairs to his son's room. 

After a knock or two, he's greeted by a disgruntled "What?", before he announces that he's heading in. 

"Hey." Gabriel offers casually, yet his boy doesn't meet his eye.

He sits on his bed, swirling the butterfly knife Gabriel got him for Christmas round and round. Gabriel takes a seat beside him. 

"You can talk to us, to me, if something's bothering you." He offers, trying his hardest to sound even. He loves his son with everything he has, and he doesn't want him to grow up like him, constantly pushing things down. 

His anger most days might be exacerbated by his physical condition, but the experiments only exaggerated what was lurking underneath. 

The boy's knife play stops, his expression softening, yet he doesn't turn to face his father. 

"I know dad." He sighs. "There's nothing to talk about, though." 

"Then why are you acting out with your mother?" Gabriel asks. 

"I'll apologize to her. Sorry." 

"It would be better if you just explained yourself." Gabriel says, but his son now just falls quiet. 

Gabriel studies his son's expressions, sensing his quiet softening and yet his clear reticence to open up at this time. 

"Suit yourself." He replies, yet resolves to make a greater effort in the future to change things for the better. "I know you can take care of yourself." Gabriel's words finally have his son looking at him, the validation and approval clearly working. 

He slings his arm around his son, pulling him closer. "But we're always gonna look out for you, your mama, and I. I'm proud of you, though." 

His son looks sheepish and embarrassed, turning his face away yet not moving from his father's touch. 

"Talk over?" He mumbles, his voice higher pitched than usual.

"Talk over." Gabriel nods, pressing a kiss to his son's head before making his way out of the room.

[naelaynae]

pre-fall and post-fall Reaper hc’s (drabble??)

genre: mild angst/fluff !!

notes: first time posting my hc writing! I hope you enjoy reading it <3 fqifbogr short and sweet sorta??

Pre-Fall Reaper…

Gabriel Reyes is a charismatic man, an openly loud man, whether it be his snores, his laughter, or his heavy footsteps. Almost always announced his presence in any room. The heaviest sleeper, you could poke him, touch him, and even slightly wiggle out of his grasp and he wouldn’t wake up. As a commander, He’s someone who showered praise on those he believed needed it most, a man who knew how to read the room and follow suit. A man who sometimes let his emotions take hold of him. He wasn’t someone who paid close attention but was still able to remember basic birthdays and celebrations,, most of the time. At least that was how you remembered him.

Pre-Fall Reaper…

Reaper is more reserved, his footsteps are still loud but, instead of his charismatic aura, it’s replaced with a more subtle feeling of dread. His anger and frustration are always directed outwards. However, he pays closer attention to details whether it be something that piques your interest, or when your ears perk up at the sound of something that interests you. He’s much more focused on things around him. Most nights he doesn’t sleep, just closing his eyes and listening to the low howl of the wind. Gabriel isn't the same man, not anymore. However, aspects and subtle undertones of him can be found in Reaper,, most of the time.

[ya-zz]

Thank you for your kind words! I wanted to leave this little request, for headcannons, since I loved how you did Sigma's and if it's ok to put more than one character in them! What about reaper and ramattra headcannons in how they attempted to cheer reader up? -Reaper wife

REAPER AND RAMATTRA HEADCANONS COMING RIGHT UP

REAPER

He hadn't seen you for awhile so he got worried.

It wasn't like him to care for someone so much, but you meant something to him.

He admired your work ethic, but he mostly loved the way you brought light to every room.

When you had gone missing for a few days, of course he got concerned, leaving to go and find you.

While his demeanour was usually quite dark, he did have a soft side, one he only brought out on occasions such as this.

He found you on the roof, looking over the ocean, a vast sea of nothingness as the night rolled in.

Rain was threatening to come down, dark clouds covering the night sky, but it wasn't yet raining, yet there were droplets on your face.

He noted that you were crying, trying to approach you slowly as to not startle you.

His hand gently touched your back which made you quickly wipe your tears with the back of your hand.

He smiled awkwardly as he stood next to you, leaning over the railing with you.

His voice was low as he asked if you were okay, head looking out to the horizon with you.

A small mumble and a sigh was all he needed, his hand coming back up to pull you in closer, letting you rest your body against his.

When your head connected with his shoulder, he smiled softly, letting his hand rub up and down your back as he stood there with you.

The silence was calming, the weight of the world slowly coming off your shoulders as you stood there with him in silence, the sadness leaving your body.

Nobody else got the soothing treatment from him, it was just you.

You were special to him, whether you knew it or not, he was happy spending time with you no matter the circumstances.

He was a man of little words, yet his company was always welcome, especially in moments like this.

When you smiled up at him, eyes sparkling in the moonlight, his heart flutters with content and happiness. Something of which was a rare feeling.

RAMATTRA

At first, he didn't care that you were upset but as the days went by, he noticed that the atmosphere was passing onto others.

He wasn't one to show much kindness to humans, but he wanted to try.

At least, for his sake so he didn't have to see everyone so depressed.

When he tried to find you, however, you were nowhere to be seen, his sensors scanning over the areas he searched.

When he wandered outside to the community garden, he saw you sitting under the tree, knees to your chest and head buried.

He froze for a moment, noticing your heartbeat was rapid in your chest.

When he approached, he did so silently.

You looked up at him, the sad look plastered on your face as you sighed and looked back forward.

Something within his sensors pushed him to sit with you, his staff laying across his lap as his orb floated just next to him.

He asked if everything was okay, and when you shook your head, he asked what was wrong.

Part of him wondered why he cared, but when you opened up, talking to him about why you were feeling the way you were, he wanted to pull you in and hug you.

It was a strange feeling, but one he didn't mind.

He noticed his meditation orb was humming in response to your feelings so he moved his hand ever so slightly to let it hover next to you instead.

You smiled at the notion, feeling a slight warmth emanating from it which gained a chuckle from the omnic.

He spoke out against the breeze, words mangled into stories of his time in the Monastery, funny incidents surrounding his sparring matches with Zenyatta.

The time was passing and he noticed your heart rate had decreased significantly, and he realised that talking to you was something that calmed not you down, but him as well.

Your smile warmed him up and he knew he was doing the right thing.

[alexiela73]

Headcannons for Ramattra and Reaper with an s/o who has a terminal illness? Sorry if this is morbid

No apologies!

Ramattra:

The last few months had never felt longer, Ramattra thought...or shorter

It had all happened so quickly. The last six years had been like a dream, and Ramattra couldn't remember ever being so happy before, or knowing such peace

Then, you started to get tired. You were always exhausted and seemingly short of breath. You had said it was likely just the stress of the job getting to you

Ramattra hadn't thought anything of it till he found you passed out on the floor one day

That trip to the hospital had been one of the scariest moments in Ramattra's life...and from there on, it all had changed

The two of you discovered that you had cancer, and an aggressive one at that. It was already stage four, and Ramattra's hand squeezed yours as the doctor explained what that meant

Of course you were offered treatments, but you wanted time to think about it

Ramattra at the time didn't understand what there was to think about. He was scared- scared to lose you before you'd had a chance to share your life together

When the time came to choose, you took Ramattra's hand and all you could say was, 'Travel with me, Ramattra. Show me...the world. Forget the treatment- it won't work, and then my time to explore this world will be gone. Please....please, take me far away from here," you had said, almost begged.

The way you had looked at him, had pleaded... Ramattra couldn't force you

Lifting you, he had touched his forehead to yours. "Anything for you," he had rumbled. At least he'd be able to be there to take care of you- to see you smile and laugh.

The two of you went to so many places. Greece, Japan, Russia- you visited the temples in Nepal, and went diving with the dolphins in Hawaii. Together, the two of you explored.

As the two of you went, you started to get more tired. Your stomach churned every time you thought of food, or you began to lose the contents of your stomach more easily.

Ramattra cared for you- he would hold you as you lay sweating in the middle of the night, wiping your forehead with a damp clothe. Carry you up the hiking trails. He'd softly tell you again, as you tried to fall asleep each night, about the things you'd seen that day- the waterfalls, the trees, the animals.

Your favorite moment was a hike the two of you had taken. Ramattra had found a beautiful peak over the ocean and the trees, and he had cradled you in his lap, helping you sip hot soup....and snuggled together, the two of you had watched the sun rise together on the horizon.

"This," you whispered. "This...is what...I want you to remember. Every time the sun rises and sets on you....I want you to remember these adventures, and how much I love you."

Ramattra leaned his head over yours, thumbs rubbing your palms. "I will, y/n. I promise...I love you.

Reaper

The two of you have known for awhile

After being married for almost a decade, the two of you knew each other pretty well, so when you started to feel ill, Gabriel had taken note

The nausea, exhaustion and dizziness wouldn't have mattered as quickly if you hadn't spat up some blood too

Now the two of you have been in and out of the hospitals the last year, after having been diagnosed with a terminal illness

The two of you were pretty hopeful- Gabriel had pulled every string he could to get you the best care

You went in for treatments and blood transfusions constantly, though there had definitely been worse days then others

Despite that, there were lots of moments the two of you loved. With all this happening and the fear of the worst, Gabriel made a point of spending as much time as possible with you

The two of you went on the cutest dates- while he wasn’t a theatre type, he allowed you to take him to a Hamilton production

You went to a pumpkin patch and went on a carriage ride

The two of you spent a lot of time walking along trails or going to the beach in your free-time

As the year progressed, there was no sign of improvement, and Gabriel finally decided to work from home

It was important to him to be there with you- to be accessible when you needed help. He knew this was scary for you, as much or more-so then it was for him

Still...this time was precious for the both of you

It did come to a point where you started to get worse. For awhile, you ended up stuck in a hospital bed. Seeing you in that bed, looking so pale and fragile, killed him

It took a week or two, but eventually you seemed to get a bit more energy, but the two of you knew...there wasn’t long left. 

The doctors suggested that you stay, but the two of you had already talked about it

You wanted to pass at home, in a place that you cherished

Gabriel...wanted you to be happy. He knew that at home, surrounded by your gardens and wrapped in your mothers quilt is exactly the place where you’d be the most comfortable

At night, the two of you would lay awake, fingers entwined. 

“Tell me again what their names would have been,” you had whispered in the dark. Listening to his low, raspy voice, feeling his warmth...you felt so peaceful

“Two girls, Skye and Marisia,” he said softly, thumb rubbing your knuckles. “One boy. Cain, maybe...or Cole.”

“And where would we live?” you whispered, your voice faint. You’d both done this each night, talking about the life the two of you would have had. Cherishing the dreams.

“Somewhere quiet...Somewhere with a big yard,” Gabriel painted the picture. “A porch...Maybe even a lake house. I want our kids to be able to have fun- the sky is the limit for them.”

“That’s right,” you said, squeezing his hand. “That’s right.”

Late that night, you passed away in his arms. Gabriel was awake- he knew when your heartbeat stopped. Felt as your warmth started to slip away.

Cradling you there though, he knew... that where you were now, there was no pain. No fear... he reminded himself that as he cried, knowing that that was the last time he’d ever hold you.

[wildissylupus]

I love how people act like Gabe was the one tired of Genji and Cassidy's bullshit on missions meanwhile it's actively implied that it's Genji and Reyes doing dumb shit on missions.

Like in Retribution Cassidy has a voice line where he goes: "Things go smoother when we act like professionals"

In fact, if you look at the interactions in Retribution that actually talk about the situation, Cassidy and Moira are just tired and going "welp we're fucked" meanwhile Reyes and Genji are going "Yep this was the correct decision, NO REGRETS-"

I think this comes down to people characterising Reyes as a lot more serious then he actually was. Especially Blackwatch Reyes. Like yes that man can be serious, but he's also a dumbass. Honestly most of the time we see Cassidy being the more serious of the two, especially in the comics.

But seriously, most of the time it was probably Genji and Gabe running into the backlines while Cassidy and Moira question their existence and argue on who needs to save their dumbasses this time.