yay! a semi-angsty idea, what if Lucio’s previous owners used him for incubating a lot, giving him eggs to hatch then selling them right after without caring about the emotional damage and pleading he did every time, and reader gives him an orphaned egg but when it’s close to hatching he becomes terrified and hostile that the same thing will happen again, even when they try comforting him otherwise?

Lúcio had seen so many children. Cared for so many children. Loved so many children. His heart has been broken in so many ways. Having fostered hatchlings ripped away from them, being forced to incubate clutch after clutch hoping he’ll finally have a family of his own. He hopped from owner to owner, each wanting the same thing from him. He heard you usually go numb after enough heartbreak, but he never got that blessing. Each instance hurt just as much as the last, and he wasn’t sure how much more he could take. 

He finds a new home with you, and things seem… okay at first. Then there comes a day when you present him with a single egg. You explain it had been abandoned since it was smaller than the other eggs of the clutch and you asked him if he could incubate it. Strange. His other owners never really asked before. Just forced the eggs on him. He agreed anyway since this was the only thing he really knew any more, but he clearly wasn’t excited about it. 

You’ve heard bits and pieces about Lúcio’s past so you knew where the anxiety was coming from. As he placed the egg in his coils, you chime in, mentioning that if the egg survives you intend to keep the child. Lúcio doesn’t believe you. 

Throughout the process, Lúcio seems less than enthused. He rarely even looks at the egg, likely trying to limit any kind of emotional connection. You knew this wouldn’t be good for the baby, so again you remind him and encourage him to get close to the egg. He needs to bond with the egg so the child has an easier time bonding with him when it hatches. Still, he doesn’t believe you. 

The time comes for the egg to hatch, and Lúcio can’t help but watch as the infant naga breaks free from the shell and begins to cry. Hesitantly, he reaches out to grab the baby and pull it out of the egg. He cradles it and looks into the baby’s tearful eyes. He was in love. But, of course, he sees you step in to see the baby. You whine and ask why you didn’t tell him it was hatching. You missed it!!! Dang it!! 

Lúcio’s grip on the baby tightens slightly, but he doesn’t fight when you reach out to take the baby from him. You wipe the baby down, gently coo and tickle the baby under their chin, then hand the baby right back to Lúcio. 

The naga is stunned. He looks at the baby, then you. Hope glistens in his eyes.

“I told you,” you remind him with a giggle. “We’re keeping the baby. They’re all yours. Ours. I’m making sure you’re never used as a heating pad ever again, okay? Now love the baby for pete’s sake, can’t you hear it crying?” 

Tears immediately well in Lúcio’s eyes as he looks back down at the baby. He quietly shushes it and rocks it back and forth. 

“There there…” He looks up to you, seeking some kind of permission before looking back to the baby. “Daddy’s here. You’re okay.” 

Here’s a palate cleanser for all that angst. 


Lúcio craddled three eggs in the bindings of his tail, eyeing them lovingly and cooing as he traced his finger over the warm shells. The eggs moved occasionally, and he could tell they would hatch soon. He was so excited to meet the little babies. To love them, care for them, and raise them with you. He just wished they’d hatch sooner!

A few hours went by and suddenly Lúcio heard the first crack. Urgently, Lúcio picked up each egg and inspected them until he found the one with a noticeable crack. There was movement behind the shell. Little fists stretching out and trying to beat their way out. Lúcio calls out to you, letting you know that it’s time and you hurriedly gather the necessary supplies to tend to the babies once they’ve hatched. 

It was a rather slow process. The babies struggled to break through the shells and as much as the two of you wanted to help, you knew it was better to let them do it on their own. As each baby broke free, you lifted them up from their eggs and used a towel to rub off the amniotic fluid, checked for any abnormalities, then handed them to Lúcio to cradle in his arms. 

Their florescent, shiny tails whipped around as they wailed and screeched with their first breaths. For the two of you, the sound of their cries was beautiful. The both of you teared up as you got a good look at the newly hatched babies. Lúcio leaned down to give each of them a kiss, and you held out a finger for one of them to take hold of. 

“Hello! Hello babies! Oh my goodness, hello!” Lúcio whispered, feeling overwhelmed with elation as he gazed at each beautiful child. Three naga babies was a bit much for him though, so he handed one off to you. You gladly took the baby in your arms and gently rocked it to get the infant to calm down. 

You watch Lúcio as he nuzzles his face into the babies, tongue darting out to take in their scent and scent them with his own. 

“Look at the babies… Look at our babies,” Lúcio says between sobs. 

You nod. “Aren’t they precious?” you reply. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever been more in love,” he says. “I mean, besides when I met you of course.” 

Good save. 

You scootch closer to Lúcio and press a kiss to his cheeks, assuring him the two of you will make great parents. Parents these orphaned babies need. Lúcio openly weeps at this, frantically nodding his head in agreement. What a sweetie. Looks like you have FOUR babies to take care of. 

Thanks for the idea @watch-your-grammer ❤️❤️❤️

Lúcio made quite an improvement since the last of the hatchlings were adopted. It took a lot of coaxing, but he has managed to smile again and is more receptive to affection again. After a somewhat steamy evening, you decide to test out a hunch of yours… You grab a test at the local pharmacy and find out that you are pregnant with Lúcio’s child. It would be difficult, but you think you’re finally ready and able to take care of a child, so you choose to keep it. Won’t Lúcio be surprised.

You catch him lounging in the sun with his long tail stretched out and tell him the good news, to which Lúcio shoots up and looks at you then your belly with concern in his eyes. What’s with that expression?

With a trembling hand, he reaches out and touches your belly. He looks up to you with tears in his eyes and asks, “Are you going to give this one away too?”