#ramattra overwatch 2

[corvusunnx]

writing about him in my pretty pink princess diary with a fluffy pink pen and kicking my feet

[stoshasaurus]

Ramattra doesn't know what that thing is, or how to repair it, but how can he resist a face like that? <3 (nobody tell him it can explode)

i remember muzzleroars answering an ask where they gave gabriel and v1 a pet drone, and i thought the idea was very cute, so thank you for the inspiration muzzleroars (+ asker)

[shwbyy]

Ok y’all be honest which one of you was it

[bruhhhh-huhhhhh]

RAMATTRA REQUEST TIME - trans masc/gn reader, some fluff first - Ram discovering s/o is ticklish, I feel like he'd be almost clinical about it while reader is dying laughing and it's sending me 😂 - Carving pumpkins w/ s/o (it's halloween season now idc) - Ram grabbing s/o's hand so they don't get lost in a crowd or something, Ram doesn't notice for a while that he's still holding s/o's hand, but s/o does and they are f l u s t e r e d (premarital handholding????!!! lmao) - Ram helping care for his sick s/o (just like a cold or something way more angsty whatever your heart desires). nsfw request(s) next!

YESSSSS

I'm doing the hand holding one first

and you totallyyyy shouldn't send me some angsty requests too... (Wink wink, Nudge nudge)

Ramattra holding readers hand

The two of you had been attending an event that Talon had planned to celebrate Null Sector's recruitment. It was loud and crowded. Very crowded. Lots of Talon's agents were there, as well as Null Sector's. Ramattra had been trying to keep track of you in the crowd, trying to keep you next to him. It hadn't been working very well.

"Y/n? Where are you?" Ramattra called out. He had lost you.

Again.

It was starting to annoy him, how easily you got lost in the crowd. It had happened twice so far, this time making three.

"I'm over here!" You called out from one of the tables on his left. Your feet had started to hurt, so you said over your shoulder that you were going to sit down for a bit. Unbeknownst to you, he wasn't next to you as he had been dragged away by Sombra.

Ramattra could feel the frustration overcoming him. He knew that he'd have to do something about you getting lost. You're small and fragile compared to him. You're...human. It wouldn't be hard for a spy to take you and use you to get to him.

"Y/n. You musn't walk off without me," Ram says as he sits down next to you.

"I don't do it on purpose! There's just so many people that's it's so easy to lose you," you respond, crossing your arms.

If he could, Ramattra would have rolled his eyes. He opted to sigh instead. "I understand that, but I don't want something to happen to you and me not be there."

The two of you talked for a while before deciding to go back into the crowd. The two of you talked to various different agents in both Talon and Null Sector.

At one point, people started to move to a certain area. Ramattra felt you starting to slip away from him, so he made a split second decision to grab your hand and pull you closer to him.

The two of you stayed like that for the rest of the night. Holding hands didn't seem like such a big gesture to you before, but now that Ramattra was holding yours you understood why people thought it was. Your face became more and more flushed as the night went on, Ramattra never letting go of your hand.

He hadn't even noticed that he hadn't let go. The feeling of your soft hand in his metal one felt so natural that it was pushed to the back of his mind.

By the end of the night, both of you were exhausted. Being the leader of Null Sector, Ramattra had lots of people coming up to him, and you by proxy.

He guided both of you to the room that you were to be staying in, his hand not leaving yours the whole time.

You were very tempted to just collapse into bed with your boyfriend, but you also really wanted to get the suit that you were wearing off. But you couldn't as long as he was holding your hand, and you weren't going to be the one to pull away.

It took Ramattra a while to finally notice that he was still holding your hand. He went around doing his nightly chores, including meditating, without realizing.

When he finally did it was because he wanted to know why you hadn't gotten changed yet. The two of you were sitting on the couch, still holding hands.

"Darling, why haven't you gotten changed for bed yet?" He asked, looking over to you. That's when he noticed that your face was quite red and you looked really flustered. "Are you alright?" Ram was worried that you were sick and he hadn't noticed until just now.

"I, uhm..." you trailed off, not knowing how to tell him. "You haven't let go of my hand yet."

"Oh," is all he said in response, not finding it that big of a deal. "You could have let go, you know."

"No I couldn't!"

"Why not? Is this one of your weird human things?"

You groaned and hid your face in your hands. "Kind of? I don't know. It's just- It felt intimate, I guess?"

Realization dawned on the omnic. "Is that why you're so flustered?"

"No!"

Even though he doesn't have eyes like you do, you can tell what look that he's giving you. It's the "Oh really?" look.

"Maybe..."

"Good boy."

All that does is fluster you more

AHHHH I'M FINALLY DONE IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!

[ghostedgrim]

Head empty

Ramattra's s/o makes flower crowns for him, and after a good period of wearing them he'll preserve them in a book, and every now and then he'll flip through the book pages admiring his s/o's handiwork.

Ramattra's work bench is long enough for him to sit and work while his s/o rests their head against his thigh, he wears soft padding around his thighs to prevent his s/o from hurting their head while they rest.

[sleepyems-15]

ramattra headcannons when reader is having a panic attack

• the poor boy doesn't know what to do at first, he would be standing there in confusion and worried about.

•after you told him that you're having a panic attack. He would try to comfort you and try to make you feel more relaxed.

•if it's something that has been stressing you out, like work he would do that for you.

•if it was a person oh boy they would be fucked. This man would hunt them down, even if they are the other side of the world he would hunt them

.•he would buy you your favourite food, drink ect.

•he would check if you want to be to be left alone or for him to stay near you. But if you don't want him to leave, he wouldn't leave your side.

• but if you do want to be left alone he would let you have your space and when a couple of hours pass he would check up on you, if you still want to be alone he would understand leave you alone for another couple of hours

.•after your panic attack was over, he will check up on you and say comforting things to say to you."I love you my dearest, I would let nothing harm you""Love, there's no reason to worry because I am here to shelter you away from the world" ect

Counted words: 246

[vexuz]

give him a skin that’s not a recolor please

[snailpaint]

*rolling Rs* rrrrramattra

[letternotekisses]

overwatch men react to you doing the ‘fake bj prank’ 🫦

Reinhardt pulls an almost adorably curious face when you suddenly drop to your knees in front of him, his mouth open in a small ‘o’ that soon turns into an excited grin once he catches sight of you tying up your hair. His hand instinctively comes to his belt - his cock growing stiff and heavy within moments, although his joy deflates almost instantaneously when you stand back up after ‘finding’ your ‘lost’ hairpin. He covers himself with a nearby sofa cushion and waves you off when you giggle and ask why he’s blushing.

Cassidy immediately gets comfortable, he knows the drill. Stubs out his cigar as quick as a flash and all but slams his Peacekeeper on the table beside him. It’s only when he realises you’re actually reaching for something you’d ‘dropped’ on the floor and not ripping his belt off wildly with your teeth does he stand there like an absolute melon. Don’t even ask him about it because he’ll simply lower his hat in shame and mourn over the loss of his cigar. That was Cuban. But you both know he’d forgo many more just for the chance of your perfect lips around his thick cock.

Genji is actually surprisingly hard to prank. If you try to ‘drop’ something or go to pick something up directly in front of him he’s much too quick to do it for you. Always the gentleman, but it grew almost annoying being unknowingly outsmarted by him every time. You had to get real creative with it - kneeling low and close to fiddle with the loops of his trousers gets him spluttering and looking around wildly for someone in the halls, before you pat his thigh and rise with a smile, claiming the new belt you’d got him looks so nice on. He’s adorably confused for a minute, before he mentally vowed to get you back. Although, you fear he may not get the point of the prank because you definitely had the best orgasm of your life after he was done with you. Sigh it’s the little things.

Hanzo raises a brow to you when you slide smoothly to your knees, your hands bundling your hair up until it’s tied back neatly. His back is stiffening the moment any part of you grazes his thigh and he instinctively reaches out to smooth the stray hair that escaped your grasp, the other hand settling upon the button of his waistcoat until…you’re giggling? And he sits back with a small embarrassed huff at his eagerness, a blush settling high on his sharp cheekbones. You pepper kisses all over his face to make it up to him and his fickle pride, which only makes him flush darker. He won’t stay mad for long, but similar to his brother - he’ll plan on getting even. Usually in the form of overstimulating you until you’re teary-eyed and whining or not letting you cum at all :-)

Junkrat is tittering with excitement the moment you walk into the room, let alone your little prank. As soon as you even try to get near him he’s jumping your bones and growling some nasty shit in your ear - you should have known that his insatiable nature would interfere with this. Oh well, might as well indulge him, hm? You don’t even get your dues either - as he’s too busy shimmying your trousers down your hips so he can get his daily taste of that pretty little cunt you were hiding away from him for so long.

Reaper is…not really the type of man you’d like to prank, but who says you’re any type of normal. It’s why he likes you. He won’t even let you finish your little prank because he knew what you were playing at from the start. He thumbs your head with his clawed gauntlet, a growling laugh low in his chest as his heavy cock rests on your face, pulsing hotly against your skin. Hey - you got yourself into this, but service him well enough and he’ll let you cum this time. Maybe? Who knows. He did like your attempt though! You should try and prank him more often if this is the outcome.

Lucio almost has a heart attack when you get to your knees - he had a concert due in ten minutes! But his cock betrays his best interest when it twitches to life and with ashamed (but not rly) delight he goes to fiddle with his trousers only to find…you were licking your thumb and wiping a smudge off of him. The poor guy actually almost beats himself up about assuming what you’re down there for until you explain to him with little giggles between kisses. You have a little something planned after his concert to cheer him up anyways.

Baptiste is like the largest gentleman at heart, so when you even dare squat down to even try and prank him he’s manhandling you so he can eat your pussy first. It gets weirdly competitive when you try to insist on it (so you can perform your epic awesome prank) so now you’re just 69ing. Wrong method right execution? You can’t really find yourself too bothered with Baptiste’s talented tongue deep in your cunt and his cock buried down your throat. Later, maybe. A man who insists his woman cums comes first is a man. Period.

Lifeweaver is too sweet about it to the point it might rot your fucking teeth out. It almost pains you to prank him because you just wanna suck the soul out of him through his dick. He doesn’t even blink when you’re ducking between his legs, or dropping things on purpose because he’ll just fucking help you pick them up. It’s almost infuriating so you instead take your frustrations out on actually blowing him instead. Niran palms your cheek with hands softer than aloe, his cock bulging your cheek as you swallow him deeper. Curse him and his magical body. You just wanna lick him all over.

Sigma is an intelligent man. You know it, he knows it, the ants on the ceiling probably fucking know it. That being said - he was convinced he’d memorised all of your mannerisms completely. So when he pushed back from his desk to greet you and you immediately dropped to your knees, bundling your hair up, he was happy to make quick work of his slacks. He is both humbled and down-crested to find it was a prank. He bundles you into his lap, murmuring nothings to you in Dutch. It’s enough to convince you to make it up to him - to warm his long cock with your perfect cunt while he works. Perfect. Try not to squirm…too much.

Roadhog yeah that ain’t gonna work on him. Not only does he have a sixth sense for when you (or Rat) are up to mischief, he also knows that you know he much prefers your sweet little pussy to your mouth. He thinks it’s worthy of a little punishment. Nothing too big, just something to keep you walking funny for a few days. (Good luck.)

Ramattra is very much accustomed to your human oddities by now, he’s grown tolerant of you (dare I say fond) enough to be unbothered by whatever you do. Treat him like a giant climbing frame for all he cares, you couldn’t make a dent. He knows exactly what you’re up to, and only when you’re whining for a scrap of his attention does he give it to you. Poor, sweet little human, begging for him? He’ll give you exactly what you crave, but you must remember that you asked for this when the silicone of his cock is buried impossibly deep in your tiny cunt, his cold, metal fingers splayed across the small of your back as he tuts down at you. Squirm all you want, Ramattra insists on taking his time with you.

Mauga won’t let you get off that easy either. He watches you go down with a grin that could rival the sharks back at Samoa. Watching you come back up has that smile dropping and an almost evilly mischievous glint appear in his eyes that has your panties just a tiny bit wet. In retrospect it was a good idea to prank him. In truth, when he has his fat, veiny cock buried down your throat and his meaty fingers deep inside of your cunt? It was a great idea. 10/10. In fact you should do it again.

Doomfist knows something is up the moment you tie your hair up because usually he just holds it back for you while he fucks your fac—oh. He quirks a brow at your giggles, but it’s not long until you’re quickly silenced. He soon has you riding his thigh with an intense desperation in your eyes as he thumbs your lip, cooing mockingly at the wet spot on his expensive suit trousers from where he’d kept you there so long. You cum when he thinks you’ve made it up to him, which might be a while, considering how much Akande seemed to be enjoying it, his chest reverberating with every pleased rumble. You’d think twice again next time about pranking the leader of Talon. (Probably…not.)

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[nairidian]

I’m so normal about him, I swear…

[corvusunnx]

ramattra animation because im lowkey (highkey) down bad for him

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[stoshasaurus]

v1 makes its own music. Ramattra listens.

[shwbyy]

what drawing with a reference does to a mf 🤯😱😱

if he looks naked it’s bc he’s not wearing his scarf

[shisabun-art]

I'm starting to think Blizzard hates Ramattra.

[lossea-isil]

[ohwyrmm]

Ramattra sketch