#Ramattra

[bitterandenraged]

I HAVENT PLAYED OVERWATCH IN YEARS but my boyfriend does and he told me about the pregame Ramattra and Venture interraction and I HAD. to draw them. HAD TO.

[kindaaaverage]

[colemorrison]

He continued typing, the metal tapping against the key's keeping him calm while you slept soundly next to him. Ramattra looked over at you, hair messily on your head while you laid, curled into your blankets.

"You look so pretty like this, when you're at peace."

The smooth metallic of his fingers brushed hair out of your eyes, leaning down to press his faceplate to your forehead softly.

"I hope you're dreaming well, I will be right here when you wake up."

"I love you."

You sleepily mumbled to your boyfriend, if he could smile he would be doing so, so very hard.

"And I you."

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@ya-zz I love you.

[caznalt]

His voice actor’s audio book saved me

[gargoy-ross]

Touches and Feelings - Ramattra x reader

Short fic about how he feels about touch. In case the title is misleading, it's sfw.

Ramattra did not like being touched, especially not by humans. He had long ago lost count of the times he'd been hit, dismantled or defaced by them.

Though usually they had the mind to steer clear of the Ravager - even his own people avoided him.

Except you.

A foolish little human who treated him with such gentleness and care he didn't know existed before.

When you first met he didn't think much of you. You were simply another human, albeit a bit more bearable to be around than most.

He was surprised when he noticed that you weren't showing any signs of fear or distaste towards him. Out of curiosity he started interacting with you more, and that's when he found that he actually enjoyed your company.

He could spend hours just sitting and talking with you. You didn't judge him for what he was, so he tried to do the same for you.

It was nice to have someone to talk to.

You meditated with him, and in exchange he'd partake in your hobbies, even if he did find some of them rather human.

It was rare he could call someone a friend, but you certainly were one.

But at some point your relationship started to change. It happened slowly; you would sit closer to him and your touch would linger for a moment longer.

He started to feel this odd feeling whenever he was with you. It wasn't unpleasant, but he wasn't sure what to do with it.

Neither of you dared to give a name to what was happening in fear of breaking this delicate thing. Instead you let it develop on it's own, feeding and nurturing but never acknowledging it.

It was unlike anything he had felt before, and he became addicted to the way touched him.

If he had a heart it would've skipped a beat whenever you asked to hold his hand. Some days you traced shapes to the pads of his hand, others you simply intervined your fingers with his.

Ramattra could barely feel the feather-light kisses you pressed to his faceplate - couldn't if it weren't for his heightened senses - but they still sent sparks through his circuits.

And sometimes, when he was working nights and days on his inventions, you'd sneak to his workshop. It was odd how you looked so tired then, like you hadn't slept properly without him next to you.

You'd reach your arms out to him and ask him to rest for a moment. Of course he'd remind you that he did not need to, not like a human would. He'd act annoyed, you're disturbing his work, yet he'd still end up taking a break anyway.

It was simply impossible to say no when your soft body leaned into him. His projects could wait a little longer if it meant he could enjoy your embrace in that moment.

It didn't matter how you touched him, as long as you did.

Ramattra wanted to reprociate all of it, and every step of the way his programming fought against him. Cold metal could never be as gentle and soft as your human hands, but he tried.

It took him long to get comfortable with touching you, always asking if you were okay with it or if you wanted him to stop. He was thankful for your patiance with him, and after months of reassurance he could pull you to his arms with ease.

But it still doesn't feel like enough. He wants to ask for more, to take you with him and latch onto the only hand kind enough to feed a starving stray.

This was already more that he deserved, but he can't help it, not when you're so willingly giving in.

No, Ramattra did not like being touched, yet he could never get enough of it.

[velinxi]

I forged true friendship on the battlefield the other day

[statuetochka]

💜

[nihilmachina]

Silly art based on a silly post

[gunk-ice-tea]

questionable influence..

personal opinion: just like with everything else, ram and zen complement each other, including internet humor

the balance is preserved

[diverbots]

ogh my gord overwatch art dump

[nuggies69]

I treat genji too much like a princess and designed his unmasked face to my liking. This must change (not must) (I really like designs where the mouth/lips are damaged) (this is still me babying him)

Recently someone on twitter was also (affectionately) roasting Ramattra's face and I was inspired.

(oughh pls note I have a severe case of Ramattra x Genji brainrot so even tho some drawings aren't 100% shippy, I hc they've gotten over the hostile stage and is now in a weird middle ground....... situationship..... hehehe)

[kindaaaverage]

[colemorrison]

If we lay, just let the day pass us by

Cole writing an actual story?? What??? Here's chapter one, enjoyy. (1003 words)

It was stupid, a dating app? You had enough on your plate with school and your insufferable parents yet you wanted more, maybe you’d find the one. 

‘Ramattra, 28’ 

That’s all the robot's profile said, a robot? You.. are gonna swipe on a robot? 

“Can’t be.. That bad right?” 

There was no way he’d swipe on you too, or at least that’s what you had thought until your phone dinged hours later while you were doing chemistry homework. 

“A human, swiped on me? An omnic?” 

He spoke oddly, like he was much older than what he said, maybe that was a red flag or maybe it just drew you in further. 

“Is there something wrong with that?” 

“I don’t believe that is what I said, I apologise if it came off that way.” 

“Oh, you have manners?” 

“That surprises you?” 

You smiled at your phone, two seconds of knowing this guy and you were already smiling at his texts? Oh no…

“Yes, yes it does. I guess I assumed because you’re an omnic that you’d be.. Different.” 

“That sounds like an insult.”  

You didn’t reply, leaving the conversation at that for a moment, where was this guy, did he live on the other side of the world? 

“Have I scared you off?” 

“Oh, no. I just got distracted, I was doing homework.” 

“The chemistry page? Do you need help?” 

“You go to school with me?” 

He didn’t answer after that, was that scary or attractive? 

——

The next morning he still hadn’t answered, you kept an eye out through all your classes, especially chemistry but he wasn’t there. 

“So either you’re a stalker or a liar, which is it?” 

The omnic had started typing instantly but didn’t reply till minutes later. 

“And if I said both?” 

How could you reply to that? You could say you’re into it, you could block him or you could continue this and give him a chance. 

“I’d say that you should quit stalking me and talk to me properly.” 

“Oh?” 

“You’re an omnic, you should be confident.” 

“On that note, perhaps you should find me in the field at lunch tomorrow.” 

“You can’t eat..”

“That is true, are you afraid?” 

“Yes.” 

“Would it make you feel more comfortable if we met in a public place?” 

There was an odd part of you that trusted him, you were afraid but not in the way most people would be. 

“No, the field is fine. I’ll see you there?” “Yes.”

You were going to go and give a robot a chance..? First you swiped on him, spoke to him, now you were going to meet him? How foolish of you.. When you downloaded that app you knew you wanted something, part of you was desperate for it, but this?

“Ah, you look just as beautiful as in your photo.”

His voice was smooth, he knew what he was saying and who he was speaking to with no worries or hesitations.

“So you are a stalker.”

Your voice was the opposite of his, rough and unknowing. You were nervous, this was terrifying, you kept to yourself usually, not interested in anyone else, yet here you were.. Drawn to a robot you met on a dating app. 

“You don’t sound so happy to see me.”

“That does not answer my question.”

Ramattra sighed, if he could roll his eyes they would be out of his head by now. He had a million things he wanted to ask you and here he sat, answering your questions.

“No I am not a stalker, I do go to school here. I missed yesterday due to some personal issues.”

“Ah, because that isn’t totally suspicious.”

He sat down next to you, his surprisingly soft metal hands brushing with your own, he had a messenger bag on his side that now settled in his lap. What could he have in there, no way it was simply just school items, it looked too bulky.

“You seem confused, or is it concern?”

“Actually it’s hunger.”

“You did not bring food?”

“Nope, was too focused on meeting someone here.”

Maybe he was genuinely confused or maybe he was teasing you but his head tilted when you said that.

“Are you meeting someone else here?”

“No, I was talking about you.”

You laughed at him, finding it cute the way he was confused over something that was oh so obvious. He looked nice for an omnic, almost too nice, a white button up and black slacks paired with his cute little bag.

“I.. Do not know what to say.”

“Where is the confidence you had when you got here? Hmm??”

The omnic turned from you, seemingly finding the long stretching field in front of you much more interesting, never had a human flustered him like this, he felt like his entire body was on fire. Part of him wanted to walk away, forget this date idea that he had in mind but at the same time he could feel your waiting eyes, you wanted something from him.

“You’re staring.”

“Yes I am, I wanted to see if you would gain your confidence back to slip back down again.”

“How about I take you to the cafe down the road and we never speak of this again.”

Ramattra stood, stepping down the bleachers before offering you a hand, was he seriously going to offer you lunch after embarrassing himself? You looked at him for a moment before taking his hand and slowly getting off the bleachers to walk with him, he hadn’t let go yet. For some reason, neither did you.

“Is there something in particular you’d like?”

“Are you paying?”

“I did offer so yes.. Was that not obvious?”

“And there is the attitude I was expecting.”

“Just surprise me, I’ll find us a table.”

“Wait I-”

He had started but you were already wandering away to find you two a decent table, the music in the cafe felt oddly romantic, especially for the fact you two were the only ones inside.

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@ya-zz, I did not think that I would get this done but holy shit here it is. I hope you guys enjoy.

[omnicpng]

Words of encouragement from the omnics 👍

Tysm for all of your nice comments in the reblogs and inboxes btw! [explodes you passionately]

[spophiearts]

Something something, Ramattra Judo Icon for the summer games

I think Genji and Ramattra can have some incredibly funny interactions

[velinxi]

Compiling my most cursed dvattra drawings including shrek AU