#kid posts

You will never know peace. You’re stressed af 24/7. 

Junkrat is a great dad but a terrible parent. The kids love him but they also know they can get away with nearly anything. 

Once baby number 3 came home, Roadhog tried to quit. He was halfway out the door with you clinging to his leg begging him not to go. If anyone asks him why he stayed, he’ll tell them it was good money. It definitely wasn’t the way the kids hung around him and the newborns giggled in his arms.

Junkrat has a line of tape on the floor in his lab. The kids aren’t allowed to cross that line. The eldest has a scar from when they’d came too close and hurt themselves. He’s never forgiven himself for it. 

The kids are all thick as thieves. They constantly cover for each other and work against the two of you to get their way. The house is a battlefield. 

When they’re all tiny, you can expect to have three or four of them having nightmares at once. You’ll wake up with little feet in your face and no room, pillows, or blankets. God help you if they snore like their father. 

Junkrat loves to take care of them as babies. You often come home to the littler ones in their highchairs giggling as he airplanes food into their mouths. When they cry at night, you don’t even have to open your eyes, Junkrat is already up and trying to soothe them. 

The kids love you like crazy. You and Junkrat are their first idea of what love is and you’re doing a great job. They show compassion to each other and affection to you two. Most nights, you’re all curled up together on your giant couches watching tv or movies. 

As they get older, they still spend a lot of time with you two. You all meet once a week and as the years go by more and more places at the table have to be made. 

Soldier 76

Soldier 76′s house is probably the easiest to sneak out of. He usually gets up around the same times during the night to go to the bathroom so they just have to plan around his schedule. However, not getting caught is practically impossible. 

He’ll notice they’re gone the minute he walks around the house. His old instincts tell him somethings off and he’s immediately checking on them.

He’s up waiting for them the entire night. The longer they’re gone, the longer their punishment is. If they’re gone for too long, he’ll start getting worried. 

When they finally get home, they’ll find all the lights in the house on and know they’re screwed. 

He doesn’t even have to say anything when they come inside. He’ll just give them The Neutral Face of Fatherly Disappointment™ and they’ll ground theirself. 

Reaper

Sneaking out of the house is hard. Reaper doesn’t sleep as often as he used to. He also has ears like a damn bat so if they so much as make a noise, they’re donion rings. If they can get out of the house without him hearing, they deserve a medal. 

They probably won’t have any fun the entire night because they’ll be too focused on knowing he knows that they’re not there. They’ll feel the chancla coming for them even when it’s not in sight. 

When they get home, they just go up to the door and knock. He immediately opens the door and just crosses his arms. 

“Grounded?” “Buried.”

What they don’t know is that in that split second that Reaper realized they weren’t there, 101 scenarios of what could be happening when through his head. He was a wreck and from the minute he noticed to the minute he saw them coming up the driveway, he was up waiting hoping his child came home safe. 

Hanzo

The kid is the best equip to sneak out. They’ve spent their entire life training to be quiet so it all comes in handy when they want to leave the house. The next fifteen minutes are some Muay Thai Warrior park-our shit as they struggle to get out of the house undetected.

If they manage to get out, its while Hanzo’s asleep. His dragon will sense that the kid is gone the second they’re off the property. They know when the kid is doing something that could put them in harm’s way. 

On the way back in, Hanzo will scare the life out of them because he’s sitting on their bed waiting for them to get back. 

If they expect a scolding, they’d be wrong. He remembers very well his father’s scoldings to him and he wants to be a different parent than the ones he had. 

He’d probably sit down and ask what they were thinking. He’s open to listen. This is the moment where the kid realizes just how much their father cares. They’re in trouble but they’re also loved. They’re definitely grounded though. 

McCree

The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree when it comes to his kid. They’re just as rambunctious and rebellious as he was growing up. 

McCree won’t hear them leave. The kid knows just when to go and his snoring could rival an earthquake. Getting out is a piece of cake.

But they trip the security alarm or the dogs bark or they fall in through the window on the way back in. McCree turning on the lights and finding his pride and joy face planting on the carpet, their foot caught in a window. 

McCree’s not even angry. He’ll just ask “Why are you like this?” 

He’s disappointed that they put themselves in danger like that and also that they didn’t even manage to sneak back in well. He would have done better. But that’s not the point. The point is, you’re grounded. 

Zenyatta

Zenyatta and the kid have a really open line of communication so sneaking out doesn’t happen often. When they do sneak out, it’s always a shock to Zenyatta.

Zenyatta isn’t even upset when he comes into their room to say goodnight and they’re gone. He just sits down in the kitchen, sends them a message telling them he’d like to talk to them when they come back, and waits for them. 

When the kid comes home, he sits them down at the table with him and has a discussion on why they felt the need to sneak out instead of talking to him about it. 

He’s open to their feelings and listens while trying to keep an open mind. It’s hard not to feel hurt that they thought it was better to endanger themselves by not telling him but he’ll keep those emotions at bay. He’ll tell them that they’re in trouble but he understands why they did it eve if he doesn’t agree with their decision. 

The conversation usually ends with a grounding but they both leave feelings better connected to each other after their opinions and feelings have been heard. 

~I’ve done just about every character now. Zarya is here. Reinhardt is here. Hanzo is here. Sombra is here. 

Widowmaker

Their first word was “haut” which means “Up”. They’d wanted to be picked up while they were playing on the floor beside the couch. She picked them up and praised them for the word while they giggled and crushed their face into her chest. 

The baby loves to be held. Widowmaker isn’t used to it but she liked how warm they are against her cold skin. She quickly gets used to cuddling and softens a lot because of them. She even starts wearing a baby papoose and playing with their little hands and feet. Don’t laugh at her for wearing it. There’s nothing more terrifying than a woman threatening to kill you with a baby attached to her chest.

God help her when they learn how to crawl. The baby is everywhere. In the cabinets, on top of the fridge. She has to keep her eye on them or she’ll find the front door open and them crawling or waddling their way down the driveway. 

They teach her a lot about being happy again. Sometimes, she feels like she’s not even human. She feels like she’s too far gone to be saved but then her child comes up to her with soft eyes and a big grin and stares at her like she hung the moon. She realizes over and over again that they’re something good in her dark world. 

She’s protective AF. As they get older, she’s more and more afraid for them. She has a lot of enemies and she knows exactly what they’re capable of. Sometimes it causes fights with the kid when they think she’s smothering them. She just wants her baby to stay safe. 

The kid grows up like their mother-resourceful, hard working, and terrifying. Standing side by side, it’s clear they’re related. However, there’s a softness to the kid that Widowmaker was never able to master. She doesn’t know where it came from but she’s thankful for it every day. 

~I didn’t know if you meant Imagine as in head canon or drabble so I just started writing and here we are 1k+ words later. Hope you enjoy it!!

The doorbell rang and Junkrat sighed. Roadhog wasn’t supposed to be back in town for a few days so it could be anyone. A small part of his brain leaped to the idea of the police finally catching up to him for his past crimes but he pushed the thought down. Those days were behind him. They had been for years. 

“I’ll get it, love,” he called to you when he heard the sink water turn off. Opening the door, Junkrat froze. “Junior?” 

Junkrat hadn’t seen your son in years. Looking at his face, the years suddenly felt longer. He still looked like you, always had, but those features were more worn now with age. If Junkrat hadn’t felt pain in his joint and age settling into his bones before he opened the door, he felt it now. 

“Hey pops,” Junior said.