#were!mccree

[mcppuddles]

*happy preening*

[thetrueenemyofhumanity]

Oh boy!! Can you write some more werewolf mccree? I love this kind of stuff!!

This is super shit im so sorry

You lounged on the couch just scrolling through your phone,smiling to yourself occasionally when a quality meme passed by. Cheesy countrymusic filled the room, soothing the enormous beat before the fire. McCreelooked up at you with sad chocolate eyes, whimpering to get your attention. Whenhe went ignored, a giant paw reached up and knocked the phone from your hands.You winched in pain as it smashed onto your face.

“Really?” you hissed, snapping over to glare at him.

He sat up and lay his head on your stomach as an apology, butyou pushed him away with a frown. Jesse let out a low whine but you refused togive in and turned your back on him. His whines broke your heart so you drownedthem out than turning the music louder. Even with the roaring fire you wereshivering. It was times like this you would wrap yourself in your favourite blanket,only now that wasn’t an option thanks to someone tearing it apart. But McCreewasn’t one to give up until you accepted his apology.

The breath was suddenly knocked from you as he jumped on thecouch- and you in the process. You huffed as he clambered over you to getcomfortable. As he turned, his wagging tail repeatedly whacked you in the face.Jesse eventually settled for lying atop you with his head on your chest.

“Dammit Jess, you’re not a lap dog, you’re a werewolf! Getoff!” you ordered, trying to push his weight off, but he wouldn’t budge.

He shut you up by licking you across the face, forcing youto close your mouth so you wouldn’t ingest his slobbering. After trying for solong to hold it in, you broke into laughter and squirmed beneath him, gigglingfor him to stop. When he finally did you were lightheaded, all anger subsided.He nuzzled against you as you scratched between his ears.

“You’re still in the dog-house, mister,” you told him, “Andyou better clean this couch tomorrow, you’re starting to shed.”

[meowmeowsaurus]

My art for @mcgenjivalentine day event!! I got @automagika I picked the prompt for something with supernatural were!Mccree and dragon!Genji getting into shenanigans. So here we got some undercover Mccree (maybe?) Being a teacher to the youger Shimada bro. Didnt get around to a background.

[buyakasha]

haven’t drawn much lately, but werecree always helps. then i realized i’ve never drawn werehanzo despite his wolf skins. little comparison!

[fluff-watch]

Do you do Mcboi werewolf headcanons??? Bc i would like some McBoof headcanons please?

He is afraid of thunderstorms and his s/o always has to forcibly remove him from under the bed

After the rain he goes outside and fucking rolls in the mud puddles and they have to hose him down before he’s allowed back inside

Whenever his s/o is sad, he tries to comfort them with lapsits and licking their face but he’s Too Large and squishes them instead. But they appreciate the effort.

His s/o like to make ‘fetch’ jokes but whenever they make them he just glares at them with this really unamused look.

Sometimes when his tail wags it knocks stuff over and they’ve learned to keep the counters and such cleared off.

He L O V E S it when they scratch his ears

Cuddles are his favorite and he will envelope his s/o in cuddles at every chance, and ends up knocking off the blankets bc they’re both too warm.

-mod genji

[imaginingoverwatchlove-blog]

2.) Werewolf!McCree x Reader — He dug the bullet out of his stomach and flicked it away like it was nothing. I watched on in slight horror as my boyfriend twisted and shifted into a large monster with haunting orange eyes. He mauled…. no, mauled is too light and fluffy for what he did to that Talon agent. Jesse liquidated the agent, he slaughtered, massacred, annihilated. All that was left was his pistol and shreds of his clothing, the ear piece that fed him information, and his metal boots. Jesse was breathing heavily as he stood over the remains of the man while I tried my best to crawl away, unnoticed hopefully. But that all changed when Jesse’s head snapped in my direction, his murderous orange eyes pinning me to my place. I wrapped an arm over my bleeding stomach and shook in fear as he stomped up to me. He towered over me and blood dripped down from the blood soaked dark brown fur that was on his muzzle. His sharp and long fangs poked over his black gums and lips. The baby was dead no doubt about it. The bullet was lodged in my lower belly, mostly where my ten week baby was growing. That wasn’t on my mind right now however, it was on my boyfriend who was a werewolf standing over me. I saw him start to back away from me a bit, but he failed at tryinv to control himself. He lunged down at me while I just screamed bloody horror. ——————————- I sat straight up and felt my bump while sweat rolled down my forehead. No blood, not dead, I’m okay. I looked down to see Jesse moving a bit from my sudden jerk but his face soften as he continued sleeping. No werewolf Jesse. It was just a dream. I relaxed and laid back down. Before i fell asleep, I saw the moon almost a full circle in the sky. —————————— I woke up to see Jesse gone. He wasn’t anywhere in the house, but he made me breakfast and left a note. ‘Had to go on a mission, be back around 8. Love ya! - Jesse’ I smiled and went on my day like I would any other day. Did a few chores, ate food, watched tv, look through social media. The usual, that was until 7 o'clock rolled around and Jesse burst through the front door. I dropped the mop and screamed slightly but calmed down as soon as I saw it was him. “This baby’s gonna be born quicker if you keep doing that!” I said as I picked up the mop. "Is someone here!” He asked as he came up to me and hugged me. "No? What do you mean?” "I got wind that someone Talon or somethin’ was aroun’ the area. I got worried and I just had to come home. I couldn’t stand to have you taken from my life.” I just smiled and pecked his lips. He pulled away and looked around. “Ya smell that?” "Smell what? I mean, I lit a candle for a bit, but that’s it.” "No. It’s cologne,” he said as he walked off. I sniffed the air, but I could only smell the lingering scent of the candle I had lit earlier and Jesse. No other type of cologne.. "Nothin,” Jesse said as he walked back into the living room. “I was just smellin things darlin, sorry if I scared ya or somethin,” he laughed. "It’s fine,” I giggled as I sat down on the couch. He looked nervous immediately when he looked at the time. 7:42. “What’s wrong Jesse?” I asked. I patted the fabric next to me. “Sit. You can tell me you know.” "I can’t do that darlin…” he whispered. “Why not?” “I-I just can’t sweet pea.” He was sweaty and it looked like he was shaking horribly. He looked sick. “Jesse, you don’t look good. Sit down,” I said as I walked up to him. "N-No, I-I can’t darlin. Please,” he said as he backed up. He looked past my shoulder and instantly growled. He shoved me behind him and and I saw a man. The man from my dream…. “Who the fuck are you?” Jesse growled. "Dog Pound. Here to put down a rouge werewolf by order of me,” he said as he aimed his gun at Jesse’s head. Jesse’s frown grew as he backhanded the gun away. The Talon agent’s smirk instantly turned into a scared frown. "Whats wrong partner? Ya’ll were just talkin up a storm!” Jesse smugly replied. Within a split second another gun was placed in between Jesse’s eyes. “Y/N… Go in the other room. Now.” "No. She leaves, I shoot her. Got that princess?” The agent growled as he moved his gun to me. I just nodded and hugged my stomach. I felt sick. I felt like something bad is gonna happen. Like my dream is gonna come real. "Don’t threaten her,” Jesse growled. “Y/N, turn around and cover your ears then.” I nodded and turned. Through my ears I heard the sound of cruching and inhuman snarling. Throughout the whole slaughterfest Jesse was creating, there was a gunshot. When I heard two loud thumps, I had to turn around. The agent was dead for sure, but Jesse… He was different. His beard looked more fuller, like fur but still hair. His ears were slight animal like and his canines and back were sharp fangs. His fingernails on his only hand were long, pointed and black and his eyes were screwed shut. He even looked a but thicker and hairier. My eyes stopped on the blood in the middle of his stomach with his metal hand grabbing the fabric of his shirt. He was wheezing and groaning in pain while he was sweating bullets. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I dropped in front of him. I dug my fingers into the wound and yanked out the bullet. It was oozing a weird yellow liquid. "Jesse?” I asked as i felt his cheek. “Jesse are you okay?” His clawed hand shot out and grabbed my wrist, his eyes opened up to reveal bright orange eyes boarded by a black circle with pinpricked black pupils. They were scared more that monstorous like in my dream. He shook his head and his breathing picked up. "N-no! Y/N get away from me!” He growled. His voice was deeper.. way derper. It had basically dropped a few octaves. Saliva and something that looked like foam started running down the side of his mouth. He started shaking and sweating horribly as he roared in pain. "Jesse!” I cried as I grabbed his hands. Something made me stay here with him even though I should running for my life. "W-w-wolfsbane,” he wheezed as his eyes started getting more and more…. monstrous. He yelled in pain and rolled over to his side. I saw the bones in his back and sides move as his clothes split by their seams. His body hair was growing thicker and longed into dark brown fur. He rolled on to his chest and grabbed on to his hair while everythig on him changed. His boots popped and peeled off and his pants split apart. The only piece of clothing that stayed on him was his serape. He started growing quickly as a tail shot through his lower back. His legs crunched up to resemble that of a dog’s but bigger with larger clothes. His metal arm clunked down to the ground leaving the stump of his left arm out in the open. I backed away from him and into the kitchen table causing Jesse’s head to snap in my direction. His eyes were wide and he was just purly terrifying. He growled and stood up fully and walked up to me withfoam and saliva dripping down from his muzzle. "J-Jesse?” I asked as he got closer to me. He towered over me. It was like he was a skyscraper and I was an RV. That much of a difference. He forced his large hand on to my throat and yanked me up into the air. “Jesse!” I choked as I kicked the air. “Jesse stop! Please!” I looked into his eyes while mine were struggling to stay open. I saw him struggling to pull away, I saw him fighting to control himself. He dropped me and backed away, whimpering while he placed his hand over his stump of his left arm. I just sat there and watched him calm down. I pat the floor next to me and smiled. He was hesitant about it, but he eventually laid down next to me. His cold nose rubbed up against my belly and he looked up at me. I smiled and ran my fingers through his hair. "You’ll be an amazing dad Jesse. I promise,” I whispered. He growled softly and licked my cheek before we I cuddled up to his soft fur and we just stayed like that until I fell asleep.

[oblivionscribe]

Super frustrated with my school and decided to wolf out McCree in the process of doodling.