#armadillo mccree au

[frankenmouse]

YOU DID IT!!

Chapters: ½ Fandom: Overwatch (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jesse McCree/Hanzo Shimada, Lúcio Correia dos Santos/Genji Shimada Characters: Hanzo Shimada, Jesse McCree, Genji Shimada, Lena “Tracer” Oxton, Fareeha “Pharah” Amari, Lúcio Correia dos Santos Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic, Alternate Universe - Fairy Tale, Animal Transformation, Armadillo Shaming, Fluff and Humor, Fluff and Crack, Witches, Jesse McCree is the Armadillo Summary:

When shelter worker Hanzo takes in a rescued armadillo, he doesn’t expect it to be quite so much trouble. Or for it to take such a shine to him. Or for it to maybe, possibly, be more than an ordinary armadillo.

[luzdourada]

Hello! First drawing in my computer this year! And it is Hanzo :v

I always saw Hanzo represented as a leopard in a comic that I forgot the name, the author is here on Tumblr! Like, McCree is a wolf, tracer is a cheetah, Reyes and Morrison are lions, Widowmaker is a panther (I think) and I forgot what sombra was.

It's an au with some comics/pictures done to it, so if you remember it, comment and I'll add the link to the post! Because it's awesome.

But...

I don't know, I think Hanzo seems more like a tiger. I mean, Tigers are one of the strongest cats in the world, they are extremely violent and territorial, they don't go in packs, they represent strength and nobility, they have markings like no other cat (and they remind me of the tattoo on Hanzo's arm :v), they are native from Asia and India, and they are often related to dragons and other myths/legends on the areas Wich is found.

I mean... For me it's obvious Hanzo would stick more to a tiger, but you can change my mind.

Anyway I hope you liked my drawing! Perhaps I'll do the rest of the gang, I dunno, I kinda wanted to draw Junkrat as a Ball-Armadillo, I love those, and I think it would fit him. Let me know what y'all think!

@overdrugs-mayhem I FINALLY DISCOVERED WHAT'S YOUR TUMBLR TO TAG YOU ON MY FANARTS!!! Hope you liked it!

[loveablepuppy]

So I may have, with the help of some others ( @bluandorange, @krebkrebkreb, @red-lion-prince, @robo-cryptid, plus those in the stream last night as well), have accidentally created a Princess and the Frog esque au but Jesse is a damn ARMADILLO and Hanzo works for an animal rescue organization. As promised, Armadillo McCree wearing a tiny hat and a bandana with his serape pattern on it. ALSO! Please go check out @robo-cryptid ’s fic for this au! On a parting note, armadillos need to stop being so cute! DAMMIT!

EDIT: I like to think Genji dressed him like this and Hanzo is like "for real? Why are you the way you are?"

[operativesurprise]

Today’s On Hold Doodles

I blame @robo-cryptid and my own profound inability to draw armadillos

*POLICE SIRENS AND SCREAMS* 

“Brother... Why is your armadillo pretending to ransack San Diego?”

“I thought he could use some enrichment...” 

[jaouan]

😁😍❤❤❤

I guess I posted too soon because I had more in me. Idk whether to apologize or treat this like a gift. Armadillo McCree, Part 2, with bonus Armadillo Facts and inspired by my new favorite animal, Rustle the armadillo. [Part 1]

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[robo-cryptid]

Armadillo by morning, out from San Antone. Everything that I got, is the scales that I got on.

When the moon is high in that Texas sky,

I’ll be smooching a yakuza “prince.”

[robo-cryptid]

Now that I've finished reading better fate than roadkill, I can't stop thinking about Mccree being all "If you didn't want me then, you won't get me now"

“If you can’t handle me at my armadillo, you don’t deserve me at my sci-fi cowboy cosplay.” - Jesse McCree, probably

[robo-cryptid]

Imagine Jesse's being a bit of a pest, and Hanzo just overturns a laundry basket on his head

Lollll, I know this is specific to the armadillo McCree AU, but honestly? Probably a solid head canon for any (cuter) McHanzo stuff.

[jaouan]

This is so cute and lovely 😂😍

There are so many people to blame for this nonsense. @bluandorange and @krebkrebkreb and @red-lion-prince and @retrogaming-raccoon and probably several others. Anyway.

This is the start of an exceptionally silly AU in which McCree is, uh. An armadillo. For bullshit magic reasons. Hanzo works for an animal rescue organization. Also included: links to ridiculous videos of armadillos, because they’re so cute???

Keep reading

[robo-cryptid]

okay but imagine hanzo asking jesse a yes or no question, something innocuous like "do you want me to grab your jacket for you" before they head out, but instead of saying no jesse flicks his tongue on reflex

How perfectly embarrassing. Poor Jesse can’t live down the armadillo thing as it is, but every time he thinks he’s safe, something like that happens, and the teasing starts all over again.

[robo-cryptid]

youraveragejoke reblogged your post and added: “I said “I’m bored but I don’t know what I wanna do” and...”

lhgkjasghasg

i love it so much

how insulted is mccree upon receiving this slkghsa

Honestly, it’s an upgrade from the usual armadillo-shaming. At least the word “okayest” is in there. McCree will take his victories where he can get them because he likes Hanzo so much.

[robo-cryptid]

I said “I’m bored but I don’t know what I wanna do” and @youraveragejoke told me to draw.

So anyway here’s Hanzo’s gift to McCree on their first anniversary, at least in the armadillo AU.

[robo-cryptid]

name the fic "local armadillo won't eat bug; local gay vet in distress"

Very good headline, possibly better than the actual title I finally chose, damn it. If I could art, I would absolutely use this as inspiration, lolllll.

[robo-cryptid]

Will Hammond make an appearance in your armadillo fic?

The problem with answering anon asks is that every now and then I can’t tell if a question is genuine curiosity or someone sending me something to troll me. (If it is the first, it is a perfectly fine question and there is nothing wrong with having asked it, but I had a legitimate physical reaction and immediately thought “CURSED” and assumed it was someone who knows me just messing with me, lollllllll.)

No, there won’t be any Hammond in the armadillo fic, but from the animations I suspect he would be roughly the size of an armadillo if not a little larger, and that’s an unsettling thought.

[robo-cryptid]

You know what happens when I cut myself a little slack? I write stuff! Like Part 7 of armadillo McCree. 

Previous parts: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

Armadillo Art Roundup

In this installment: Lúcio arrives for dinner, and there’s the tiniest blip of armadillo angst.

Armadillo fact: armadillos don’t actually make that much noise. They do squeak (and there is a species known for its scream, aptly named the screaming hairy armadillo) and grunt and purr, but they certainly aren’t typically as chatty as Sandy is, which Hanzo would have picked up on faster if he’d ever spent this much time around other armadillos. 

Hanzo did have some mercy on his brother.

The doorbell rang soon after Genji pulled dinner off the heat, and Hanzo made sure to pluck the onion from where it had lodged in his brother’s hair. Genji felt the motion and scrubbed a hand through his hair, glaring at Hanzo on his way to answer the door. 

Hanzo plated the food, topped it off with aonori and ginger. He heard two voices getting closer to the kitchen again, and only then did he realize he hadn’t thought to shoo Sandy off or sequester him. “Behave,” he muttered as Sandy moved closer, out of the doorway to the kitchen. 

Genji entered laughing, followed by who could only be Lúcio. He carried a six-pack of beer in one hand, a bottle of red wine in the other. 

“Watch your step,” Hanzo said, pointing at Sandy, and Lúcio startled, stared a little at the armadillo who seemed intent on staying underfoot.

Genji let out a very quiet grunt. “This is Hanzo. Sorry about his social skills. Hanzo, meet Lúcio.”

Lúcio grinned. “It’s cool, I don’t wanna hurt your friend here either.” He looked at Hanzo, right in the eye. “Genji didn’t say if you were a wine or beer kind of guy, so” -- he raised both hands -- “I brought both.” He set both on a clear space on the counter, then he reached out a hand to Hanzo. “Nice to meet you.”

“You too,” Hanzo answered, more flatly than he intended, and he returned the handshake. He didn’t bother to hide his assessing look. Lúcio was not what he’d expected. The tattoos and his side gig as a DJ notwithstanding, he had little in common with Genji’s usual flings. He actually looked clean, for one, and despite his impressively firm grip and absolute refusal to let Hanzo intimidate him, he was relaxed about it, radiated a sort of good-natured kindness. 

The handshake went on a hair longer than intended, but he caught a glimpse of Genji’s stern look at him over Lúcio’s shoulder, and he broke it off, did his best to smile politely. “I usually prefer sake,” he finally said, “but I’ll take a beer.”

Lúcio’s face broke in a grin, and he pulled a bottle out for each of them. 

Dinner itself was uneventful, mostly a recap from Lúcio’s end on how he and Genji had met -- online -- and what he did in his free time -- music, video games, tinkering with various musical and electronic equipment, and getting involved with more community-organizing projects than Hanzo could keep track of. The first three explained Genji’s interest, but the last added to Hanzo’s grudging list of reasons to respect him.

“So Genji says you work with animals?” Lúcio prompted.

“At the wild rescue shelter, yes.”

“You normally bring them home?” he asked, glancing sideways at Sandy, who huddled in a corner with a little bowl of his own noodles.

Hanzo smirked. “No, but it wouldn’t be the first time for special cases.” 

“So what’s special about that one? Aside from the leg?” Hanzo glanced up at Lúcio, but his face suggested he was genuinely interested, or at least working hard to be. Genji, of course, was beaming.

“He has none of the skills required for surviving in the wild.” Sandy’s head shot up, ears flicking at Hanzo as if he were prepared to be offended again. Hanzo shrugged; he was not going to apologize to an armadillo for every perceived slight, not even a strangely self-aware armadillo, and certainly not in mixed company. “He may have been a pet at some point. Hence the poor diet.”

Lúcio laughed at that. “Seems like he’s got a good home here,” he said after a moment, and Hanzo started. Despite bringing Sandy home, he hadn’t considered making it a permanent arrangement. 

“It’s temporary,” he said after a moment, glancing at Sandy, who wandered away from his food.

Lúcio insisted on helping him with the dishes and equally insisted Genji, as head chef, sit out the chores. Hanzo was not at all surprised to find it was a strategy. 

“Thanks for giving me a chance,” Lúcio said, refreshingly blunt as he rinsed the plates. At Hanzo’s silence, he glanced up, a wry smile on his face. “You seemed like you didn’t really want to.”

Hanzo considered it briefly, carefully handing him a soapy knife. “My brother is not known for his wise choices.” He cleared his throat. “You seem like a break in that pattern.” He looked sideways at Lúcio. “For now.”

Lúcio laughed outright, and he nodded. “I can live with that judgment.” He dried his hands off then reached for his beer again. “For now,” he repeated, grinning cheekily.

He excused himself soon enough after that, went to join Genji on the couch. Hanzo sighed and dried his own hands, turned to find Sandy lurking near the doorway. “Come on,” he said. “Let’s give them some privacy.”

Sandy followed him to his room, and Hanzo was struck with the sense that the armadillo was holding a grudge. “Are you angry with me?” he asked. Sandy looked away and gave a reluctant squeak. Hanzo hummed thoughtfully. “Because I said your stay here was temporary?” Sandy squeaked again, and Hanzo reached out to pat him carefully. “I thought you already had a home.”

Sandy made no further noises, but he did purr a little when Hanzo scratched at the little hairs under his chin, the clicks coming out slower than usual as if he couldn’t quite hold back the sound. Hanzo laughed a little, then he left Sandy to wander the room while he flopped back on his bed to scroll through his phone. He wasn’t used to being banished from his own living room; Genji had never brought home a date before, had always spent his time out at their homes, and it left Hanzo with the reminder that it had been some time since he had bothered with any sort of dating, himself.

Before he could get too deep into his thoughts about any of that, the doorbell rang again, this time quite unexpectedly. 

[robo-cryptid]

@gnomeicecream replied to your post “Not that anyone asked, but yes, my multiple WIPs do often experience a...”

Armadillocree has a dark and mysterious past. He ate a bug once.

That was pretty traumatic. It took him a while to recover from The Great Betrayal™. 

Edit: he has also suffered mightily from ignorant armadillo shaming and from the knowledge that Hanzo has been shirtless around him (but without the range of vision to even be properly tortured by the sight, which is, in some ways, worse).