any mcsombra headcanons you can spare? their tag is sadly empty lately :(

ribbons-halos:

Sure! I’ve been busy with a big McSombra fic atm, but I’m hoping to get it done soon. 

The first time Sombra ever slow danced was with McCree, but she didn’t tell him that until much later. It was nice to step on his feet and sway with no rhythm or rhyme, just listening to his heart beat. 

McCree fell head over heels for Sombra when they started seeing each other again and again, but he was guarded because he both knows they’re flight risks. When they never really stop seeing each other, McCree almost didn’t want to believe she’d always be permanent. It was too hard to imagine her disappearing like everyone else in his life. She is just too important. 

Sombra steals so many of McCree’s clothes, at this point, he’s not even surprise to find her draped in his serape. 

They both love the way the other smells. From the foxglove to the smoke and pinewood, they have an addiction to the other’s scent.