im taking my husband McCree out to the barn after he comes home wearing the outfit in his new skin. he says "what's up, darlin'? something wrong?" i grab the shotgun before he rounds the corner. there are tears in my eyes. "i wish it didn't have to come to this... you've made your choice."
this was literally me when i took the red pill and realized that mccree is probably a canon white or at the very least is seen by the writers and cast of overwatch as a white man and decided that i couldnt expend energy trying to love him anymore















