Jesse

McCree

[sunshine-mccree]

Headcannon - Genji

Genji used to use a bow. While training, Genji always wanted to use a bow like Hanzo could. With the precision, confidence and skill that Hanzo could.  But Genji never got praised the same way that Hanzo did. Genji got called cute for mimicking his brother, and teased for following in his shadow. Late one night after dinner, while Genji should’ve been getting ready for bed, he snuck out into the training field. He got out his bow and started practicing, mimicking what Hanzo was doing earlier. He started getting better. He ran past each target, quickly shooting off an arrow that hit the bullseye. Each time. Genji was impressed with himself, howling in success. It soon was silenced when he looked over his shoulder, seeing one of the elders look down at him with a disappointed glare. When confronted, Genji explained he was trying to practice with the bow, and he got better, if the elder could just look at the targets- But the elder was not having any of it, and got him in trouble for sneaking out of the living quarters at night and making a racket. This is also when it was engraved in his brain that Hanzo would only be the one who was ever praised, and Genji would only ever be ridiculed and undermined. So, he resulted in causing more issues to get the attention he so desperately craved. 

[sunshine-mccree]

Headcannon - McCree

McCree is scared of horses. When McCree was growing up on his families farm, they didn’t have horses. Only cattle, chickens, pigs... Your usual livestock. He watched old timey westerners though from a young age, and he always wanted to get a horse himself. He begged for his parents to get him a horse, and they inevitably caved in. When McCree woke up one morning, his mother ushered him outside. When he looked out of the kitchen window, there he saw it. There was a brown horse with white blotches and white hair. He got super excited, and got his boots on as fast as he could, running outside. The horse, got defensive and started whinnying. McCree stopped, seeing how big the horse was, only a few feet away from it.  The horse backed up on its hind legs, neighing loudly as it kicked its hooves up in the air. McCree fell back with a thud, and quickly rolled out of the way before the horse landed on its front hooves. Since then, McCree had been terrified of horses. His father ended up using the steed as a work horse, and McCree barely interacted with it again, except when he absolutely had to.