zenyattayes:

“It’s High Noon,” McCree declares. A red haze fills the air. A tumbleweed spontaneously appears. Peacekeeper is drawn slowly as McCree takes the time to line up his shots.

“IT IS 9:45!” Reinhardt bellows, charging in at full speed, knocking McCree into a dumpster.

kajikiryota:

reinhardt’s texts are hard to decipher because he types fast when excited and the small screen is already hard to operate with his big hands

Reinhardt 16:42: BRIHIGTTE CONME OYTSIADE

Brigitte 16:43: what?

Reinhardt 16:46: COMR QUICJ THWRE IS A DIOG

Brigitte 16:47: i can’t understand anything youre saying just call me

Reinhardt: 16:50:

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Reinhardt 16:50: 

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