#gwendolynsinclair

a/n: here you go, sweetie! managed to come up with some short headcanons! 

Hanzo: 

You had a pattern that you always followed with something like this, so Hanzo used that to his advantage to take the lead from you. Knowing full and well that you would hate his skill set after this. 

Hanzo laughed when you smacked his arm while you grumpy greeted him in that annoyed tone of voice. He couldn’t help but laugh the entire way to wherever the two of you were going. 

Genji: 

This boy comes right up to you and straight up tells you that he’s going to steal your win from you at every turn. Got a right good kick whenever he deflected an attack on you or took you by surprise and watched you spray bullets in an attempt to hit him. 

Is quick to give his grumpy s/o a quick kiss on those pouty lips because he knows that he was a shit, you know that he was a shit and that you are going to destroy him next time. But for now, onto making you a nice meal in apology. 

Junkrat: 

Jamison was having fun and didn’t want it to end as fast as it was going to due to just how good you were, so he made you a constant target and stole the lead out from under your feet. 

hi @temptation-revelation

a/n: here you go sweetie! i hope that these hc’s are alright! 

Junkrat: 

Jamison is upset that his vacation has been ruined, but when they attacked you breaking your joins with a metal bat and aiming to hit you once more. 

Let’s just say that those members no longer exist. 

Jamison was able to repair you in no time, even going as far as to make your broken joint stronger. He dared anyone to mess with you now. 

Roadhog: 

Mako doesn’t take too kindly to the Los Muertos attacking you. He becomes even more upset when horrible slurs are thrown at him. 

Tucking you as close to his body as he could, Mako brandishes his hook and ask them which one is going to squeal for him first. 

Mako kept you close to his side, wherever you went he went. The rest of your vacation went well. 

Zarya: 

Aleksandra is pissed she knew coming here was a risk, but you were excited and at that moment she did this to make you happy she quickly regretted it. 

Your joins are broken, some of your wires torn out and sparking. You were still functioning, but the lights became dimmer and dimmer with each second. She dealt with them in seconds before carrying you back to be checked on. 

“Come! It is time for strength training. I will help you grow big and strong! Like me,” Zarya says with a wink and a flex of her arm. 

You scoff. If you could manage to be half as strong, and fit like her you’d have met your goals ten times over. Truthfully you’d rather leave the bulk, and mass marvel-inducing strength to her (you love it on her). You would be confident with nice, simple visible tone in your arms and legs, a healthy uptake in your physical endurance. Zarya is more than willing, far more than happy -absolutely elated- to help you meet your goals.  

Though, as is custom with your boasting girlfriend, she sometimes exaggerates your goals for the sake of morale; you appreciate the enthusiasm; you need it, working out is hard. Figuring out what to eat, when to eat, and how to not feel bad about eating while working to be fit, is also hard. 

Zarya is also more than willing to voice her opinions on matters of the stomach as well. Her more professional ones: including a meal plan of when to eat, what you should be eating, and what snacks to grab when you’re feeling the hunger pangs in between meals. While, at the same time, letting you know you should never starve yourself (may whatever God be with you if she ever caught you doing so).  

“Today!” She states throwing a finger in the air. “You will do squats, so that you may crush skulls between them.” She squats herself, making a circle with her hands between her legs. 

You chuckle, shake your head. “I’ll settle for having a little less flab.” You smack your thighs, pinch the fattier parts to emphasize your point.