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Flufftober prompt 13: holding hands (Zenyatta)

while i no longer write for overwatch i still wanna keep with that "write at least one fic for every fandom ive ever written for flufftober" thing so! horray! alternate prompt, list is here plot: you and zenyatta hold hands, that is the plot! notes: reader is human and gn, admin hasnt touched overwatch or its lore since april of 2023 and even then they didnt get totally caught up from the many years prior from their original ovw interest, but lets be real zen has next to zero content stuff, short fic word count: 487 cws: none

Hands were always a big factor of your relationship with Zenyatta. To be guided and held, or to be warmed on a cold evening as you both stayed out to look at the night sky. Despite being made of cold metal, you had never felt more secure in your life.

You looked at the Omnic out of the corner of your eye, taking in the way his chest simulated breathing- rising up and down as he just barely hovered off of the ground. About an inch or two of space between him and the dirt, orbs lowly hanging stagnant in the air only occasionally breaking the silence as they chimed. You mimicked his pose, clasping your hands together in an attempt to protect them from the cold night air. You draw your attention back to the sky, focusing on the way the stars dipped in and out of sight behind the clouds.

"You're cold," He stated, nearly making you jump. You curled your hands closer to each other, shrugging. "It's not too bad, I just need to get used to it,"

He had turned to look at you, metal face just as unreadable as it always had been. "You'll get sick if you remain like this," His stated factually, but you caught the concern in his words. "Then I guess you'll just have to take care of me, if I do." You offered another shrug. Before you could say anything else you felt him tugging your arm gently. You hummed, leaning into him as he pulled you to rest in his lap. With some readjustment, your back eventually settled against his chest. Hands wrapped around your own, quickly warming them up after an initial chill. Fingers locked into yours, holding them in place. Though you didn't feel the desire to wriggle them free of his grasp.

"I would rather you remain in good health..." You could feel his fans and inner workings hum against you. "Besides..." He gave your hands a light squeeze, "You're rather difficult when you're ill."

You rolled your eyes, lightly thumping the back of your shoulder against his, earning a soft chuckle from your partner. "Well it's not my-" You began. "It'd be all your doing," He cut in, rubbing his thumb against your knuckles. You opened your mouth, before shutting it. He was right, and you had nothing to argue back with... not that this was a true disagreement. Instead, you chose to readjust yourself into a more comfortable position, leaning your head back to look at him. "I hate when you're right you know that right?" You teased. He pressed his faceplate against your forehead, turning his attention to the stars you had been staring at just a minute prior. You joined him, the remainder of the night being spent in silence in his lap.

"Hands were nice," You thought as his remained wrapped around your own. Never once letting go.

[ovwechoes]

hewwo!!! do you take requests for ramattra 😳 i would like to ask for him with a soulmate au,, maybe he doesn’t think he has once since he’s an omnic - he is sentient so the universe gives him (reader)!!!

yes I do! I'm more than happy to write that AU for you (since I think it's the cutest idea tbh) c: if you have any suggestions, please let me know & thank you for the ask! Themes: slow burn, short but sweet, sfw.

Binary Hearts: Ramattra x Reader (Gender Neutral)

"How could someone like me?". That's what he truly believed. If anyone asked, though, he would always tell them that it was because he was an omnic; his body was metal, he possessed no heart, and he was freshly sentient. In his mind, his only soulmate would be one of his own kind, because how could a human learn to love someone that society viewed as a threat, and was created by humanity to be used? That was what ran through his mind whenever he let himself consider the idea of love, and what that might look like for him. That was, until he met you.

You were an activist for omnic rights, freshly apart of the organisation and ready to stand up for what you believed was right. You never understood the hatred towards omnics, and why they were treated they way they were when humans should be grateful. Grateful for their new perspectives, their beliefs, their hope and their work to improve society whilst not sentient. This was something you always fought for; you fought against your family, your ex partners, your friends, anyone who stood in the way of change. That's why you were so surprised when Ramattra, the leader of Nullsector was stood infront of you, watching you silently.

You were leaving a protest in your city centre; after the recent attacks from Nullsector, your representative thought it was best to show support for omnics during this time, to show that at least someone cares about them still and doesn't take to heart what other omnics have chosen to do to humans. It seemed like a good idea, and you had a lot of fun showing support, and seeing the looks on omnics' faces when they saw you all were in their corner, still fighting the good fight. It was approx. 9pm now, and you took the more quiet, scenic route home. You passed through alleys between houses, and walked along a road that had the most beautiful view of the ocean, especially at night. The sound of the waves crashing was comforting, it helped your feet keep moving despite the painful pounding pushing them with every step. But they had reached their limit, so you decided to keep walking until a community bench for sightseeing was found. When it was, you spent maximum 10 minutes watching, observing, enjoying yourself. As you stood up and decided to leave before it got any later, you turned around and found yourself under the gaze of Ramattra.

The news always portrayed him as evil, disturbing, as though he was the boogeyman lurking in the shadows, waiting for you to be vulnerable so that they could leach on your life and take it away in the same second. But you knew the second you looked into his eyes, that they were lying once again. Sure, you could see the anger inside him, boiling after simmering for too long, but beneath that, you could see someone lonely, someone desperate to be understood and to be accepted. That's something you always noticed with omnics, but with Ramattra, the feeling was amplified. And so, as you stood there, frozen, with him looking down on you as though you were a small fish against a shark, he didn't speak. It was though he was analysing you, watching your moves, predicting if you'd run or attack. That's what he was used to, so surely you'd react the same way, right?

When you finally got the courage to say something, Ramattra was taken aback. He would never have guessed a human would have the confidence to stare into his eyes and say something so... normal. "How are you?" you asked him. You didn't know what else to say, you didn't know if you should be polite, or friendly, or cordial, or run. Nothing trained you for this moment, where you'd be isolated and standing face to face with what society wanted you to see as the enemy. His face didn't change, but you could see something inside him did. You couldn't tell if this was good, or bad, or something you couldn't even fathom. But you were humbly surprised when he touched your shoulder, before thanking you for asking.

His hand was cold, you could feel that through your jumper. It was as though the wind was absorbed directly into his body, and pushed back through you. But you noticed something sweet and perhaps tender about the way he held your shoulder. You didn't feel scared, nor held in place, like a cat at the vet's office being held for it's vaccinations. You felt comfortable. Both of you knew what his strength was, and knew that if he wanted to, he could squeeze you and trap you under his grip, leaving you with no room to escape his stare. The fact that he didn't made you feel warmer than the cold that was pushed through your body from his hand, and through his blank stare. You both stood there, awkwardly, waiting for one of you to figure out what comes next. Neither of you had ever been in this position, and it was abundantly clear to anyone who might've seen you.

He decided to break the silence, and profusely apologised for scaring you. Ramattra's eyes looked away with his hand falling back to his side from your shoulder. You were already missing his touch, but you let him carry on apologising and explaining himself. "I sometimes come here... just to enjoy the view... I didn't want to scare you and I promise you that I was going to leave before you noticed me. I know what humans think of me, so I had no intention of bothering you any further..." he said, looking away at the ocean again, as though he could only be honest when he wasn't faced with your eyes looking back at him.

Something stirred in you; you didn't quite understand it, but the genuine thought behind his actions pulled at your heartstrings. How could someone who leads such a violent group be so considerate? That's what ran through your mind before you reminded yourself not to judge, just to listen. You replied in a sincere way back, as a way to buy yourself time to figure out how to invite him to join you. You were sure another 10 minutes wouldn't be so harmful. When you finally built up the courage to ask him, he was silent for some time. It seemed as though Ramattra was calculating his next move, considering the options, making sure this wasn't a scheme or a trap, but a genuine opportunity to spend time with someone. You could tell he desperately wanted to accept, and wanted to enjoy the ocean and it's melodic music with someone else, but you had no clue if he would let himself do so with a human.

But he did. Something about you felt different, refreshing. You weren't here to ridicule him, and you treated him the same as anyone else or anything else. He couldn't help himself, really. It was something he had only ever considered, only really thought was a possibility in his mind. And so he sat with you, listening to the waves dance along the shoreline. They sounded especially sweet and calming, as though the universe was singing a melody to celebrate what was to come, and the union of you both. You weren't bothered by the slight hum of his machinery working to keep him active, and he wasn't bothered by your breathing. The two of you were in harmony, as though this moment was destiny. There was no denying there was some chemistry, and so when you placed your hand on his knee, as a sign of interest, all he could do was let out a small chuckle and look at you from the corner of his eye.

Ramattra had no idea what to think of this, what was to come next, and whether this moment was fleeting or something specifically designed for them. He didn't care to know; all he concerned himself with was the warmth of your hands, and the warmth of the sun dancing on his skin as he finally understood what human's thought was a 'connection'. He was eternally grateful for you already for bringing him out of his comfort zone, and for allowing him to experience something he thought was impossible. All that was left was for him to keep the night going, and work with you to figure out if the universe, or some higher power, was gifting him with something he had never dreamed possible.

[sinningtamer]

Do you have any recent vore art/wips? I feel like its been a while since we've seen vore from you /nf

Nooooo I don’t anon I’m sorry!! I wish I did I swear I still like vore QuQ;;; I just have Not had any motivation…the only thing I could find was this sketch which was supposed to be for vore day ORZ it was gonna be for that one Sailor Wil x Leviathan Monster R.T AU….I still like the pose idea tho some maybe I’ll revisit it….. eventually…..

Also, At least all the ladies in the new lif3 series that released are sooooosoooo preds to me, maybe if actually watch any of it inspiration will strike ….. ehehe….. Oh Also ALSO me and some friends played the newest Ovw2 PVE event recently ,and shoutout to my reaction to finding out Moira’s model in that mode is biggest than normal O_O if I felt I was good enough to draw her…….