#ramattra overwatch x reader

[avocado-writing]

Sensors

rated: E, MINORS DNI

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Human!Reader/Ramattra

He remembers you from the monastery all those years ago. You weren’t there with him, obviously; you were in charge of a little mechanic’s shop in the nearest town. He didn’t have reason to visit you often but when he did he found you… enchanting. Enchanting in a way an omnic should not feel about a human. You were always ready with a genuine smile whenever he appeared on your doorstep, a kind word and an open ear for his troubles. 

You were a friend. 

There was one bitterly cold winter where the weather was so harsh it had seized up the joints in one of his arms and stopped it working entirely. This was before he knew much about his own mechanics, and none of his brothers could identify the problem. So he took the trek down to you and sought your help. 

You never asked for payment from the monks. You knew that wouldn’t be right. You were… kind like that. So you sat him on a stool in your workshop and experimented with his screws and bolts until he was working again, sincere in your admiration of his robotics, in your admiration of him. He was glad he was an omnic. If he were human, he would have been blushing. 

He grew to hate humanity, of course. But he could never quite find it in himself to hate you. You were always that one tiny thread keeping him anchored. He tried to put you out of his mind and focus on his task. His people. 

And yet… and yet.

It is night when he comes to you. He has not seen you for… years now, probably. He has lost track of time. Yet he still remembers the way into your workshop, the door that never quite locks properly. He ducks through your doorway and finds you hard at work, pink tongue sticking out from the corner of your mouth as you concentrate.

He says your name, as gently as his omnic voice allows. You jump and drop the spanner you’re holding. It clatters cacophonously to the ground. 

“Ramattra,” you whisper, amazed, and for a moment he thinks that perhaps this has all been a mistake, that he never should have come here -

And then you’re crossing the shop floor, and you’ve thrown your arms around him. He did not expect this. Humans are so frustrating to understand sometimes… but then he finds himself returning your embrace.

“You… why are you here?” you ask, when you eventually pull away from him. Your hands linger on his waist, his on your shoulders. He wishes he had an answer. He wishes he has something logical to tell you in response. But he has nothing to give.

“I figured you would hate me. That’s what is… sensible.”

It is not self-pitying, nor is it quite angry. Just a statement. There is no way you do not know what he has been doing these past years. His face, Null Sector, it’s been all over the news. Globally. 

And yet you still came to hold him.

“Oh, Ramattra…” you mutter, taking one of his cold metal hands in your own, “how could I ever hate you?”

There it is. The way you speak, so plainly and honestly, that makes something inside of him feel like it’s going to combust. In a good way. Humans are tricky, devious; but not you. Never you. 

His hand leaves yours in order to cup your face. You suck in a breath, shocked for a second by the cold - but then you nuzzle into it, lips pressing against the plain of his palm.

“I missed you,” you confess. 

“And I you.”

There is an energy thrumming through the workshop now. He’s never felt anything like it before. For once, he is on the back foot.

He is lucky you are bold enough to take the first step, then.

“Can I kiss you?”

If he had eyebrows, he’d raise them.

“You are a foolish human,” he says, but he doesn’t really mean it as an insult, “you’re well aware I don’t have lips.”

You pout in a way he finds endearing.

“Don’t call me foolish,” you sniff, and then, “...and I know. But I’d still like to try.”

He cannot deny you that. So he leans down, and you cup his face in your warm human hands, and you press your mouth to where his would be. He sees the way you close your eyes and melt into him. His hands lower down to hold your hips, tug you a little closer against him. Omnics are not really designed to feel… but they are also not designed to have an extra pair of arms hulking from their back, and he managed that. Perhaps he did an extra little upgrade of his own internals. He turns the sensors on in his body and is shocked as it processes the warmth of you. 

You are lovely. Truly lovely.

He takes a step forward and you take one back, and you keep going until he has you pinned against the worktable. You rest your forehead against his and explore him with gentle and curious touches, listening to the low sound of his voice to see what makes him react with the most pleasure.

“Where should I touch you? Where feels the best?” you ask, voice husky and low. 

“You should - ahh!” - your fingers have skimmed the ridge between his pectoral plates and oh is it intoxicating - “You should know, hm? You spent enough time fixing omics. You must be intimately familiar with our builds.”

You roll your eyes at him, but it is good-naturedly and without malice.

“I want you to tell me, Ramattra.”

He takes the hand on his chest and moves it lower, across the metal of his abdomen, the smooth plate of his groin. He groans when he feels the heat of you touch there. The sensors in his lower body are going haywire. A sort of pleasure he’s never felt before manifests itself at the apex of his legs, and he finds himself rutting into you. You giggle and it’s the most perfect sound he’s ever heard.

“There,” he confirms, and you rub a bit harder, using your free hand to reach up and card through the wires of his hair. It snags a little and pulls and he moans. He didn’t even realise you could reach up there, but he realises he’s bent his massive form over you, caging you in against himself; offering every part of his body up to touch.

And oh, how you touch.

“Where… I want to…” he manages, thumbs rubbing tender circles along your hips. He knows human anatomy enough to be able to take a kill shot from hundreds of feet away, but has no idea how to give it gratification. You’re reluctant to stop caressing him, even for a second, so in reply you just thrust your hips forward.

“B…between my legs,” you mutter, eyes wide and soft, “and… maybe my face, too? My mouth…”

He does not need to be prompted again. Ramattra presses one of his hands at the place where your thighs meet. The sound you make lets him know he’s done something correctly. You mewl and push further into his palm.

“Yes, Ramattra, yes…”

He’s never heard his name said that way before, but now it’s fallen from your lips he wants to hear it over and over. He thinks he’d do just about anything for you to moan it again. Part of him feels pitiful, disgusted at himself - he’s been reduced to this pathetic, pining thing at the hands of a human. The very thing he’s meant to hate.

Ah, but not any human though. You. The only one he could ever care for.

He remembers your other gentle plea, so the hand which isn’t rubbing against your clothed cunt cups your cheek. Your tongue leaves your parted lips again and brushes against the pad of his thumb. Taking his cue, he presses the digit into your mouth. Your eyes roll back and you begin to explore it, sucking it gently, fellating it - and it almost fries every sensor he has in his hands. It's so good. He wonders why he hasn’t done this before, found a needy little human to fuck.

Because they wouldn't be you. 

You untangle your hand from his hair for just a moment in order to move his own under your trousers, beneath your underwear. He can feel that you’re wet down there, so he spends a moment coating his fingers with you before withdrawing them to inspect. They glisten in the low light of the workshop.

“Fascinating,” he mutters, returning his hand to where it was before you can chide him for the seemingly out-of-the-moment comment. He finds where you open, and presses against it curiously.

“Yes, inside,” you encourage, speaking around his thumb. His fingers slip into your cunt and he is engulfed by your soft, wet heat. You groan and throw your head back, thrusting forward into his touch as you do - but you are not distracted for long, doubling your own efforts on him. The hand at his pubic plate explores further back a little, and when you brush the wires in his undercarriage he makes a noise of shock so loudly that you laugh again, surprised.

“There, hmm?” you practically purr, pressing your forehead against his. If he could breathe, you’d be sharing the air between you. You stroke the wiring, the circuitry, and he begins to fuck you with his fingers. Mirroring the way you touch him. He delights in the feeling of your wetness, the way your eyes screw up in pleasure, the hitch of your chest as you get closer to the edge…

… and then you come with a bitten-off moan, fucking hard into his metal hand. As you do your fingers slip against some inner processor he didn’t have any idea was even there - 

He is blinded with release. His body is on fire with the red-hot explosion of ecstasy, making every sensor feel like it is being lifted up past the heavens itself –

For a second, he goes offline.

He comes back what must be a handful of seconds later to the sound of you fearfully shouting his name, desperately trying to rouse him. 

“Apologies,” he says, checking everything has returned to function properly, “I… finished.”

You take a moment to digest what he’s said, then laugh. That beautiful sound, once again.

“You came so hard you rebooted? Wow. I must be good.”

You say it cheekily, not sincere. But he still pulls you into his arms anyway. You snuggle into his breastplate, humming at the warmth he’s now churning out. This. This is what afterglow must be.

“Will you stay?” you ask, quietly, as if afraid breaking the silence will also shatter the momentary peace you’ve found together, “For a while, will you stay?”

You both know this cannot be permanent. But you are soft. And after everything, Ramattra believes he deserves a little softness in his life.

“Yes. I will stay.”

[ghostedgrim]

How Ramattra will react to a very flirty fellow omnic that fights for his cause

♡At first, Ramattra thinks nothing of this omnic's flirting. Perhaps it was simply old programming that stuck with him. Either way, this omnic was a useful assassin, something hard to find these days, so Ramattra kept a closer eye on him than he did any other the other omnics. Half the time he doesn't even understand the meaning of the omnic's flirting.

♡"Hey, hot stuff."

"My temperature is at 67 degrees Fahrenheit, I am hardly hot."

"Well, according to my sensors, you're hot enough to make me melt."

"Clearly, your sensors are malfunctioning," Ramattra sets his tools down on his desk beside some amalgamation of metal and a blueprint, "Go sit on that table in the corner. I'll have to examine you to ensure you aren't damaged."

"That's unnecessary, though, I must say, you're care for me is adorable~." Ramattra makes quick work of the examination. You were correct, absolutely nothing wrong.

He dismisses you, "If you care about how much I value your life and use to me, I'd advise you stop flirting before I turn you into a mindless drone," he returns to his desk.

♡You took his advice, the flirting came to a quick end. You also found yourself going on longer missions that only seemed to get farther and farther from Ramattra.

♡A few weeks to a few months pass. Ramattra hates it. He hates your stupid compliments, you're useless flirting. So why the Hell does he find himself missing your presence, and your voice. He refused to let himself befall to the weakness of emotions. So his solution was to keep you far away from him, so he could forget you and suppress these emotions.

♡Screams fill the town square beneath you as your lower your gun. People run away from the dead body below, a few try to look up at where you're hidden at the top of the building, but they can't see you. The mission appeared easy. A simple in and out in time for lunch. Well, that was until your only escape got blown to rubble. To your luck, you escape your attackers, only to find yourself wounded and trapped beneath rubble.

♡Stupid. Stupid was how Ramattra felt and scared. He'd been so blindsided in trying to get you out of his head that he didn't calculate the dangers of putting you in that mission. His soldiers are rading the city as a distraction while he digs through the rubble, praying that he finds you, praying that you're still alive. He almost frantic knowing Overwatch will get here soon, and when they do, he won't be able to search for you. Seeing you so broken, your lights flickering, and barely alive beneath all that rubble was almost enough to make Ramattra cry. He vowed he would never allow you to be so far from him ever again.

♡Ramattra dedicated the next month to rebuilding your body, fixing your every injury, and catering to your needs. It took time for you to adjust to your new body, and even longer to accept it as your new body. Ramattra practically hovers around you as of you could fall apart any second.

♡ "Are you a star?"

"What?"

"Are you a star...because I could stare at you all night..."

"Ramattra, what are... I don't understand sir"

"You haven't flirted or even attempted banter once. Sure, you stopped after I asked you, but even then, sometimes it slipped out, but now... you're silent, you hardly talked"

"I thought you liked that, me being nothing more than a soldier for your cause, that-"

"I miss your stupid flirting, your stupid banter and playfulness. I like your voice, your presence. I'm sorry for being an idiot before," he takes your hands in his, bringing his face to yours, "please. I need you by my side. Can you forgive me, will you stay by my side?"

♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

@thethingwiththethingwiththething

[grievedeeply]

if,,, if you want,,, can you make some general dating hcs for my hoe ramattra? 👉👈👁👁

wow i love ramattra badddd. thank you for giving me an excuse to write about the silly! enjoy!

gn!reader | tws: talks of omnics being injured. JOIN MY TAGLIST!

dating ramattra headcanons

never ever in a million years did ramattra ever think a human would be the one to win his heart

but to be fair, it took him a long time to even warm up to you being around. he didn't care for your company at first, no matter how many times you said you were on his side, he couldn't find it within himself to believe you. humans were liars, and you were no exception

until he saw you helping. actually helping. you were repairing omnics after their encounters with humans, you were using your skills for something that actually mattered and he felt.. good

he felt good about you, and the first genuine words he ever said to you were "thank you". his voice was soft, and his gratitude was true. he was grateful he had someone like you on his side

still, he never would've expected you to become anything more than an acquaintance. you were a coworker, someone he exchanged words with occasionally.. but nothing more than that

until you wiggled your way into his life more and more each day. you would approach him, eagerly asking if there was anything you could do to help. he was happy to put you to work, but you would keep coming back. the truth was, you just wanted to talk to him

eventually, he caved. it took months of persistence, but he let you into his life, much to his dismay at first. he didn't understand what kept bringing you back to him and he wondered if he ever would

you developed feelings for him first, but you knew nothing would come of it. ramattra's well known hatred for humans kept your relationship with him strictly platonic.. so he would have to make the first move

which takes him forever to do

he doesn't experience love in the way humans do. he's fully capable of doing it, but he doesn't understand why he's feeling the way he is. fuzzy? warm? he doesn't know how to describe it. why do his thoughts keep wandering back to you?

it isn't until you rest your hand on top of his that he realizes it. he likes you

why?

it's the first question that pops into his head. he has to have justification and reasoning behind everything he does, but he doesn't have a clear answer for this. maybe it's because of your kindness? your respect for his people that other humans lack?

whatever the reasoning, it's too late to back out. he tries. he can't turn off what he thinks

he's pretty subtle at first, complimenting your outfit or appearance, but when you don't catch on he has to up the ante a little bit. so he becomes super blatant, straight up holding your hand and hugging you like he sees humans do

when he tells you he likes you, you don't reply at first. he thinks you don't reciprocate and goes to back away until you finally blurt out how you've liked him for months and it's why you wanted to be around him all the time

he's flattered. if he could blush, he would be. it's funny, seeing a man as intimidating as ramattra get flustered over a humans words

anyway, onto the actual dating

sooo protective. he will do anything to keep you safe. human bodies are fragile and he does not want any harm to come to you

he isn't very big on pda, but he doesn't mind the occasional side hug or whatever you want to do. he doesn't understand much of human affections in general but he will participate in private

he just worries that cuddling might be uncomfortable for you, but you always reassure him that you always feel comfortable while he's by your side even if it's unconventional

he's generally really sweet in a relationship. his favorite thing to do with you is to spend time with you. nothing too fancy or extravagent, as long as he's with you, it's enough

his love language is quality time. it's what he understands best, and what means the most to him. time is a fickle thing and ramattra knows that very well. it's best to spend it with loved ones

he can't kiss, but he will press his forehead to yours as a way to show his affection for you in that way

definitely takes you out on dates! he won't bring you to restaurants often, as he wants something he can do with you, so he'll bring you star gazing a lot. he knows a lot about the stars for some reason

he's really supportive. he makes sure you know how proud he is of you. you show him an art piece? it's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen (other than you, of course). you show him a sample from a song you're writing/composing? he'll praise you for your talents

he has a tough exterior, but when you break down his walls he's such a softie

he's so caring, so genuine in his feelings for you and it means the world to see him being so open about what he's experiencing

he often felt alone in the world before you, living only to fufill the goal every omnic wished for. now? he has you, a reason to keep going. not for everyone, but for himself

maybe that made him selfish

he didn't care

tags: @dijanur

[azu21]

Omg I love Hanzo and Ramattra so much, every time I look at them in the game they looks so sad, I'll do anything to put a smile in Hanzo's face, or to make Ramattra feel happines, after everything they went trough, they deserves to be happy

Can I request Ramattra, Genji and Hanzo headcannons of them saying 'I love you' for the first time? 💗

Here we go! Hope they're okay! Again, I apologise it took awhile to get to!

RAMATTRA

He wasn’t used to love, but when he felt strange, feeling his circuitry warming up just at the thought of you, he would scoff.

At first, he would dismiss the entire notion, never even letting it see the light of day. 

His sensors would go off every time he passed you, his systems heating up rapidly.

He’d do his best to avoid you, keeping his distance whenever possible. 

Overtime, however, he was beginning to feel drawn to you, not wanting to leave your side no matter what you were doing. 

He was like a clingy child, not wanting to let go of you no matter the circumstances. 

His feelings only grew as the days went by and he felt you shift in the same direction. 

The two of you would get closer each day but when you uttered the three words “I love you” he felt his omnic heart almost stop. 

He wasn’t sure what to say. 

Conflicted feelings rose - Did he love you? Is that the right term? Can a human and omnic really love each other? 

He noticed you were absent after not responding back to you, and he felt guilty.

No matter what he would try, nothing seemed to make you happy. Small gifts, flowers, even handmade items didn’t give you the spark he had hoped. 

He felt like he had fucked up, but a few nights after his last attempt to make you smile, he sat down and thought long and hard about everything. 

Over the night, he went through his memory files, going over the files with a fine tooth comb, searching for clarification. 

As he kept watching, he’d noticed the way you smiled, the way your eyes sparkled no matter the light around you. The softness of your skin against his metal frame whenever you hugged him. 

Gradually, he learned that he did love you. 

He left his room, seeking you out and when he found you, he didn’t hesitate, although he was nervous for the first time in his life. 

“I love you.” 

It came as a shock to you, but to him, it felt like he finally had another purpose to his life. 

His fans whirred loudly, his systems heating up as if he was blushing. 

“I love you.” 

He repeated it again, more for himself. A confirmation of his feelings towards you. 

“I love you.” 

They were words he never thought he’d say, especially towards a human.

GENJI

He never hesitated. Straight up just told you. 

“I love you.” 

While his heart was racing, every sort of love emotion flooded through him. 

He watched on, gauging your reaction and when you returned the gesture, his heart felt like thumping out of his chest. 

He hadn’t exactly known you long, but he knew that he had feelings towards you. 

It wasn’t like anything he had felt before. 

This wasn’t like him, and everyone knew it, but he didn’t want to lose you.

His playboy days were over, he had someone he truly loved. 

Everything about you was everything he had ever wanted. 

“I love you.”

Every day when he’d wake up, he’d tell you how much he loved you. 

Every night before bed he’d tell you the same. 

He was giddy, like a school kid coming home for the holidays. 

He would always remind you, especially on days when you were feeling low. With his arms wrapped around you, he’d offer you comfort, listing all the reasons as to why he loved you. 

Sometimes he felt like he was being obnoxious, quietening down some days and not expressing his love, but when you asked him and told him you missed it, he’d instantly chirp back up. 

You were like a drug to him and he wanted you. Seeing your smile only made him want you more. 

He would never forget the frist time he expressed his love for you. The first “I love you” would be engrained within his memory for as long as he lived.

A nervous boy expressing their love for their crush, he thought, which would make him chuckle whenever he looked back on it. 

His heart would flutter each time he remembered it, and it brought him some peace and comfort each night before he slept.

HANZO

The archer would keep quiet, not wanting to move too quickly. 

His mind would wander to how he would say it. Was he to prepare dinner? Ask you out for the evening? You were just friends with him, did you even think of him the same way?

He would overthink everything for days, eyes always vacant and looking off into the distance. 

He enjoyed being around you, he wouldn’t deny that. He enjoyed your very presence, wanting more as the days turned into weeks. 

No matter what he would think about, he couldn’t get you out of his head, even when he was meditating. 

He’d try to keep his composure as he asks you to join him up on the roof, something of which the pair of you did almost weekly. 

You thought nothing of it, thinking it was just the usual late night conversations. 

Hanzo, however, thought everything of it.

He even went the extra mile to prepare drinks and a small helping of food and snacks for when you were up there with him.

His heart was pounding in his chest. The last time he felt this nervous was several years ago after seeing his brother was still alive. 

He made his way to the roof, setting every down like everything had a place already.

When you arrived, the soft moonlight glow on your face, his heart skipped a beat. 

Cue the panic rising. 

He didn’t want to fuck things up, but the way you smiled as you noticed the arrangement brought some peace of mind. 

He watched you sit next to him and then the conversations started.

Hours went by as the two of you spoke, seeming as if you hadn’t seen him for months. 

It was a perfect night, and it was slowly building into the perfect moment. 

Hanzo waited, the silence practically deafening in his ears before he speaks out. 

“I love you.” 

When greeted with silence, he felt a pang of worry as he looked off to the side. 

I fucked up, I fucked up, I fucked-

When your hand caressed his cheek, pulling him to look a you before your lips connected with his, his cheeks grew instantly warm and red. 

It was all the confirmation he needed, hand coming up to behind your neck as he deepened the kiss.

“I love you too…”

[statuetochka]

gentle

[ninaninato]

I have very inappropriate things to say abt him.

[infectedgirlsss]

ohhh this omnic

[letternotekisses]

overwatch men react to you pulling their boxers down w/your teeth 🫦

Mauga enjoys it probably a tad too much, smiling at you lasciviously, his sharp canines glinting in the low light as you grip the elastic in between your teeth. By the time you’re done he’s already hard and pulsing against your cheek. Better get to work on finishing what you’ve started, sweetheart.

Junkrat gets overexcited. He’s a jittery mess before you’ve even dropped to your knees. When you do finally drag his boxers down, his cock stands to attention almost comically fast and he’s impatiently leaning down to grope at you, growling in your ear that he just can’t wait darl—

Lucio freezes up for a minute like you’ve shocked him, his mouth open like a guppy. He’s rigid and uncharacteristically quiet, until he’s shaking a pleased shiver out of his shoulders. Damn, that was hot.

Hanzo lights up in a furious blush that coats his magnificent cheekbones. There’s a scoff on his lips that says this behaviour is uncouth, but the raging hard on he’s sporting says otherwise.

Reaper lets out an interested grunt, before settling a clawed gauntlet on top of your head. He thumbs your forehead in a faux gesture of romance, guiding your lips to the engorged flesh of his cock. Better get to work if you want to earn his favour, sweetness. Party tricks like that won’t woo him so easily!

Cassidy is all too pleased, chewing on the end of a cigar as you busy yourself. He hums, the cherry of his cigar wafting smoke sensually into the air before he stubs it out to give you his full attention, thumbing your cheek as you part your lips for him. You look so darn pretty like that, sugar.

Genji is pleasantly surprised. Your eagerness is what turns him on more than anything, so watching you drag the elastic of his boxers down to kiss up his cock like it was the best thing you’d ever held had him a little dizzy with want.

Roadhog lets out a gruff, breathy laugh. He cocks his head down at you, the sweet little thing rubbing and licking at him through his boxers, whining up at him. He’ll indulge you, just the once, let’s see if you can take it all in one go this time.

Lifeweaver watches you patiently with a knowing glint in his eyes. Exhaling softly when you pull him out of his boxers and rest his cock against your cheek. A cheeky little thing, aren’t you? Although, Niran finds that two can play at this game, and soon enough he’s dragging your panties down with his teeth intent on eating you out until you’re crying his name.

Baptiste is all smiles. He lays the charm on real thick, but it falters a little once you lick and suck your way around his v-line, grasping the elastic of his boxers between your teeth and letting it snap back against his skin playfully. Keep it up and he’s putty in your hands, rest assured he’ll get you back for it, though.

Sigma finds the presence of you under his desk a comfort while he works. He’s familiar with it when you tug his underwear away, eager to warm him with your mouth. Siebren keeps his cool, but there’s always a delighted shiver that climbs his spine, twitching against your lips at the very thought of you down there, between his thighs.

Reinhardt gets overeager, his abdominal muscles flexing as he strains against the primal urge to abuse his superior strength, to pick you up and absolutely ruin you. It’s worth the wait, though. As you look so pretty, lathing your tongue over his heavy cock as it rests on your face. He fights to be gentle with you - he doesn’t want to break you, well, not until you’re well and good and all stretched out first.

Ramattra doesn’t necessarily wear boxers, but he’ll let you lavish the wires in his hips. Pluck at them with your teeth all you want, little human, you couldn’t make a dent. Ramattra will let you have your fun, but it won’t save you from being ravaged by him later on ;)

Doomfist quirks a brow and smirks at you before placing a heavy, warm hand on the back of your head to guide your movements. You’re eager to please, and it’s what he loves about you. That, and the fact that you look so gorgeous speared upon his cock, clearly too big for you to take, but you’ll try for him anyway, won’t you?

[froggibus]

Valentine's NSFW - Overwatch Men

Pairings: Baptiste, Cassidy, Genji, Hanzo, Ramattra & Reaper x fem! reader (reader uses she/her pronouns + has a pussy)

Genre: smut/NSFW

CW: cheesy Valentines things, aftercare, manhandling, bondage, role play, toys, shibari, praise, degradation, dirty talk, oral (giving & receiving) unprotected sex, p in v, cum stuffing, overstimulation, cervix fucking, teasing

i flopped so hard this Valentine’s Day but here’s some overwatch content 😭 im sorry my fellow lucio enjoyers i simply couldn’t do it i could not write him for valentines

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Baptiste:

he’s a busy man, it’s a rare occasion that he has a day off, let alone two 

wants to make the most of his time with you 

takes his time to decorate your room, even changing the sheets to nice red ones and lighting some candles

for him it’s all about the ambience 

takes his time to seduce you, starting with kissing you, then moving down your neck and so on

takes his time with your chest, his expert hands turning you into a moaning mess 

when you’re finally so wet that you’re begging him just to touch you, he knows you’re ready

has you spread out on the bed, his head buried between your legs 

it’s been so long since he was able to eat you out, it’s like a feast to him 

doesn’t stop until you’ve came on his face at least twice, until his beard and chin are dripping with your juices 

he’s so gentle but so intentional with his touches 

teases your clit with his cock and laughs at the way you squirm and plead for him to put it in 

once he puts it in, it’s not coming out until he’s fully satisfied 

the man is insatiable, he’s drilling his cock into you like he’s trying to push it straight into your womb

it brushes your cervix and makes you wince, the pain only adding to the overwhelming pleasure you feel

loves cumming inside of you but saves it for special occasions like today

his aftercare is unmatched, the man has a basket of things to help soothe you after the fact 

he’ll massage your shoulders and talk you down

and always forces you to pee because god forbid you get a UTI (although he’d take extra good care of you then, too)

Cassidy:

wants to try absolutely anything

he’s always a kinky mf but Valentine’s is his excuse to dial it up to 11

buys you cute underwear that you can show off to him 

wants to roleplay 

once you get in bed with this man you’re not getting out all night 

he’ll have your hands cuffed behind your back while he watches you try to ride him 

just watching you struggle to take his cock without bracing yourself with his hands is enough to have him cumming

it’s just so cute how pathetic you are, dragging your walls up and down his thick cock and whining how it’s “too much”

gets tired of your whining and has you flipped in doggy, your head pressed into the mattress

this man is breeding you for hours

even after your pussy is aching and dripping with his cum, he’ll try to keep going 

switches between praise and degradation so fast he gives you whiplash

“so good f’me…takin’ my cock so well.”

spanks you if you get too quiet

“fuck, you’re sucha slut for me, aren’t ya?”

there will be bruises on your wrists from the handcuffs

when he finally lets you out of the bed, you can’t even walk on your own

so he runs you a hot bath with nice smelling salts, candles and lotions 

Genji:

kinky mf 

he’s probably been preparing for tonight for months 

has some of that aphrodisiac chocolate and definitely feeds it to you

so much foreplay 

he has you laying against his chest, legs spread out over his own, your pussy wide open for his fingers to dip into 

he loves playing with you and teasing you, listening to you whimper that’s it’s ’too much’ and you ‘can’t take it anymore’

your cute whines must make him want to bury his cock in you and pound you 

but tonight is about you and he wants to take his time 

definitely brought some toys with him, like a magic wand and a rabbit 

has the vibrator pressed against your clit while he fingers you

even after you cum a few times and whine about how you’re getting overstimulated, he still wants to fuck you until your brain is mush

it’s sweet relief when he finally puts the toys away and lays you down on the bed

you weakly spread your legs around his hips and give him access to your puffy pussy

feels so fucking good 

he gets so deep inside you every time, and he’s going slow enough that you can feel it every time his cockhead brushes your walls

whispers praises in your ear about how good you are, about how you just need to give him one more and he’ll be done 

“one more” turns into an extra hour 

by the end of the night, you’re completely fucked out and drooling, your pussy aching from how good he took care of you

helps you clean yourself up, planting kisses on your burning skin  

Hanzo:

SHIBARI

he’s been waiting so long for you to want to try it

you run to the bedroom when you get back from dinner 

Hanzo is so patient waiting outside until you finally yell come in 

you’ve stripped yourself to just your lingerie and you’re kneeling on the floor, holding silky red ropes in your hands 

he’s instantly hard just seeing you submit to him 

binds you up so nicely in the pretty little ropes, making sure you’re properly tied but keeping all your good places on display

manhandles you in front of him so he can prod at that pretty mouth with his cock

smears pre all of your lips and cheeks before pushing past your mouth and finally feeling your tongue on his length

you look so cute and helpless sitting beneath him and slobbering on his cock 

probably straight up carries you by the ropes on your back and tosses you into the bed 

you are doing it in every position tonight 

bent over, balls slapping your clit with every thrust 

on top of him, laying on his chest clawing desperately while he pounds you

against the wall, over the bed, on your knees, on his lap

he’s taking you any way he can

ends it in a mating press, undoing some of the ropes to offer you enough slack to fold your knees into your chest

leans over and coos about how cute you look with tears and cum smeared on your face

you’re stuffed with cum at the end of the night, laid out in the bed, face on his chest

Ramattra:

has no idea what Valentines is, and even after you explain doesn’t quite understand it

but if it’s important to you…

is teasing you the whole fucking day 

pinning you against the wall and rubbing your pussy until you’re dripping wet, pulling you into his lap when you walk by so you can feel the thrumming in his crotch plate 

he wants you soaked, prepped and ready for him at any time so that when he does decide to take you, he doesn’t have to waste any time

has you cockwarming him while he does work, an arm around your waist to hold you down on his massive length while his other taps away at a keyboard 

you’re squirming and writhing in his lap for more but his grip is like iron 

eventually he gives in to your incessant pleasing

“it’s St Valentines after all”

but don’t even think about trying to disobey him or try anything funny 

pretty much uses you like a flesh light the rest of the night 

the benefit of him being so strong is that he can manoeuvre you in anyway that he wants 

and given that he’s an omnic, he can go all night and never falter 

he’s brutal with his thrusts, pounding into you until your juices are spraying out and coating the plates of his thighs

“Look at how you’re gushing on me,” he teases, “look at how ruined your pussy is.”

probably fucks you until you’re on the verge of falling asleep 

after he’s done with you, when you’re laying and looking al cute and fucked out in his bed

he’ll just brush your hair away from your face. “Happy St Valentine’s, dear.”

Reaper:

he does not give a fuck about Valentine’s Day 

but if it gives him an excuse to take you in anyway he wants, he’s in

absolutely not what he has in mind when you’re binding him to your headboard with handcuffs 

he won’t admit it but he’s into it 

you spend over an hour just teasing him 

rubbing, licking, drooling on his cock, watching the way he shifts uncomfortably with every move 

it’s only after he calls out, “just fuck me or move on, please” that you listen to him 

Reyes never says please so you know he’s desperate 

of course you won’t even think about putting his cock inside of you until he's came in your mouth at least once

when you finally straddle his hips and sink down on his cock, Reaper is beyond impatient 

he’s straining against his handcuffs, telling you what a whore you are and how he can’t wait to get out of these and fuck you silly

you ride him painfully slow, scratching up his chest with your nails as you slide up and down his cock

eventually you get desperate and start bouncing even more, forcing his cock as deep as it can go

just as you’re about to cum, Reaper snaps the bedposts and frees his hands 

you’re in shock from the pure fucking strength it took and have no time to react before he’s flipping you on your back and taking you 

the muscles in his arms are strained as he props himself up above you, veins protruding 

just for teasing him, you’re not leaving the room until you’ve come at least three or four times 

or unless you beg for mercy (though Gabe is a wild card, and it’s a 50/50 if he’ll even let you go)

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[kortsitron]

You're such a tease

✮ PARING Genji Shimada × Reader, Hanzo Shimada × Reader, Cole Cassidy × Reader, Niran Pruksamanee × Reader, Ramattra × Reader, Mauga Malosi × Reader

✮ WARNINGS/TAGS cockwarming (as teasing), 18+, gender neutral reader (no genitalia mentioned), mdni, nsfw

✮ SUMMARY They react to your teasing/punishment

✮ A/N Hey, apologies for not being active, I won't lie this year and the last few months have been terrible and my mental was (and perhaps still is) in shreds. I will try my best to take care of the requests I got, because I don't want any of you to wait any longer. Either way, I hope you enjoy!

Genji Shimada 

⟡ Genji is collected until instead of just cockwarming him, start moving your hips. The subtle movement cause his cock to twitch, but he still does his best to act like nothing is happening

⟡ Soon enough his hands find their on hips, gently squeezing them, as if asking for something more. Genji won't speak up unless he really has to, but once he does it's just quiet pleads, asking if you can finally move, because he needs you

Hanzo Shimada

⟡ Hanzo like Genji acts like he's collected, but you can see clearly that he's turning into a mess. The light blush, his breath becoming heavier. No matter how much he tries to hide it under his grumpy expression, you can see right through him

⟡ When you decide to tease him a bit more, moving slightly, you hear a soft gasp from him. He does his best to keep a frown on his face, but you moving more makes him moan. On the inside he gets for you to stop playing him

Cole Cassidy

⟡ Cole is unphased, the same smug smile face as he feels the familiar tightness around him. But soon enough, just a little movement has him shivering. Already using nicknames on you and trying to gently move

⟡ He can't help, but bite his lip, looking into your eyes as he tries to convince you to do what he wants

Niran Pruksamanee 

⟡ Niran is flirty from the start, giving you little touched here and there to convince you to give into his wants. His touches as always are subtle and delicate. His plan is to seduce you

⟡ When he feels you move, he can't help, but whimper quietly, quietly begging for you to keep moving your hips like that

Ramattra 

⟡ He doesn't understand the meaning of this, until you move slightly and all of his sensors are on fire. He almost jumped, already starting to feel overwhelmed. You swear you can see steam coming off him

⟡ Ramattra is not the one to beg, he himself shifts ever so slightly to get that tiny amount of friction. Hearing you complain about him moving, he will come up with so excuse that his cables are getting tangled up and he's just trying to prevent that from happening

Mauga Malosi

⟡ Will act unfazed, but soon is frustrated by the lack of friction. But soon enough he groans and growls your name, holding you in place as adjusts

⟡ He usually doesn't beg, he never gets, but if it’s the way for him to get what he wants - he will beg. He bites his lip and looks right into your eyes as he does so, hoping it would be enough. Obviously it's not, so he buries his face in your neck and whispers pleads into it, sending shivers down your spine

[kiwi-on-ice]

can u do 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 lifeweaver x gn!reader ? i found u on tiktok and i loved ur lifeweaver slides!

Favourite positions headcannons with Lifeweaver, Cole Cassidy, Ramattra, Lucio, Genji and Reinhardt with gn!reader

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: 18+ smut, reader is implied to have a pussy (or at least be a bottom lmao), dom/sub dynamics and degradation present in Ramattra’s.

Notes: just wanted to do a quick post to say thank you all so much for nearly 300 followers! I’m grateful for you all xx

Lifeweaver:

Oh this is a certified lover boy right here. Best believe he wants a position where he can see your face, where most of your body is exposed to his gaze.

That’s why missionary is always his go to, he’s able to thrust into you while keeping a hand on your cheek to ensure your pretty eyes are on him. So he can gaze down at you lovingly and watch your facial expression as you react to every movement.

It also gives him the ability to pinch and play with your nipples, smiling at the sounds that escape your throat as he lavishes you in praise.

But his absolute favourite thing to do in this position is fold you over yourself, knees pressed to your chin so he can slam into you in a mating press, letting you feel him all the way in your guts.

Because he’s so big, he dwarfs you and ensures all you can think about is him, all you can focus on is his cock thrusting in and out of you rapidly. Loves to kiss you in that position, mumbling against your hips how good you take him, how much he wants to fill you up with his cum for being so so good for him. But before he does that you’ll have to cum first.

Apart from that, any position where he has you in front of a mirror is perfect for him. He’ll set you on his lap so he can play and toy with your body, telling you intricate praises and compliments. If you’re a self conscious person, he’ll make you repeat them back to him while keeping your eyes on the mirror as he brings you over the edge again and again.

Alternatively, he might not even fuck you at all, perfectly content with you sitting on his face as he gives you the pleasure he knows you deserve.

Cole Cassidy:

I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again. Save a horse, ride a cowboy.

He loves it if you ride him, the sight of you moving up and down on his lap. The sight of every angle of your body being on show for him to watch. The sight of his cock disappearing into your hole with every bounce.

Doesn’t care if it makes him look lazy, he’ll just lay back into the pillows, one hand stroking your hip while the other puffs the cigar in his mouth, occasionally offering it to you.

Now if you really want him to go feral, take his cowboy hat off and put it on yourself. You’ll feel him throb inside you as she growls, teasing you about it as he starts to thrust up inside you.

Now he’s an ass man, so when he isn’t gripping your ass while you ride him, he’s gripping and slapping your ass while he takes you from behind, another favourite of his.

Just loves to see it ripple with every thrust, and how you squeak or moan when he spanks you. Depending on the day he’s had, he’ll pump into you in methodical strokes while teasing you, or he’ll fuck into you hard and fast, chasing his pleasure.

Don’t be surprised if he’s puffing his cigar in that position too, the scent filling your nostrils before you even realised he’d lit it, too preoccupied by how deep he reaches as he forces your back to arch.

Ramattra:

Yeah he also likes doggy style, for more…dominating reasons.

Will love to push your head into the mattress, pounding into you while he mocks you for being so pathetic, so desperate to be filled that you’d let a dangerous omnic fuck you and toy with you just so you could find release.

He’d pull your hair, making your back arch for him as he railed you. Just loves to see how pliable your body is when he has you like this, and the noises that fall from your throat. Will also spank you to elicit similar noises, and best believe you’ll have a handprint on your ass to prove it.

And he could even pick you up in that position, moving you into a full nelson as your body jolts with each punishing thrust upwards.

Alternatively, he likes fucking you against the wall. Displays his sheer strength as he can just manhandle you to a position of his liking, you legs dangling pathetically as he has his way with you.

Although he loves fucking you while you’re facing him in that position, your legs wrapped around his waist as he holds you steady against the wall with his hands on your hips and ass. He won’t want to admit it, but it makes his internal fans whirl louder when he sees you face in ecstasy as you gaze up at him longingly.

However if you’ve been a brat, then you clearly don’t deserve the cock he graciously had fitted just to please you, so he’ll love to watch you hump his leg instead as he sits proud in his chair, legs spread. If you please him enough he might let you sit on his lap and hump his thigh instead. And if you please him just right, if your begs and grovelling are to his satisfaction, he may even let you sink down on him and ride him till he short circuits.

Lucio:

My sweet baby, he’s such a romantic!!! His favourite would definitely be missionary, you guys are just so close like that.

He’ll be holding your hand like a lifeline, gentle and measured strokes inside you as he rests his forehead against yours. Would love to feel all your little gasps against his lips, feeling your chests so close, his thumb soothingly running over the back of your hand. He’s always got you <3

However every man has needs, and Lucio is no different. So if you ask to ride him, he definitely isn’t gonna say no. It’ll be the positon he’s the most vocal in for sure, whines and grunts tumbling out his lips as you use his dick to get off.

He’ll be grabbing everywhere and anywhere, needing to feel useful as you make his eyes roll back with pleasure. Grabbing handfuls of your ass or hips or chest or thighs. Anywhere.

If you hold his hands in this position his hips will twitch, breath shaky as he pleads with you to let him fuck up into you. The whines will just tumble from his mouth, the grip on your hands tight, as if he’s afraid you’ll disappear if he lets go.

Alternatively, if you’re wearing shorts…please let him hit it from the back. His favourite if you’re having a quickie before his show, pushing into you fast as you bend over his dressing table and present yourself for him. Or even against the door if you’re brave enough, both of you struggling to be quiet as his manager knocks on the wood and tells your boyfriend he’s due on stage in 5 minutes.

Genji:

Another man who loves you riding him. After becoming mostly cybernetic, he’s hyper aware of his own strength, as well as the way he looks now. You being on top allows him to peace of mind that he isn’t gonna accidentally hurt you, or crush you.

But also my god he loves watching the show. The way your hips move and circle to get the most pleasure, your hand gripping at his metal chest to steady yourself, the look on your face as the sensations build and build inside of you. He’ll instinctively go to hold your hips, perhaps accidentally holding that bit too tight so it leaves bruises.

But that position is perfect for praising him, telling him how good he feels, how beautiful you think he is. That’ll really make him whimper, audible over the soft plap of your thighs against him. Instinctively he’ll buck up at the praise, driving his cock deep inside you as he whines in embarrassment and pleasure at your complimentary words.

Hold his hands too, regardless of position he’d like for you to hold on to his hand or arms, makes him feel like you trust him, that you look to him for a source of comfort and security. He might even place something cozy and fuzzy on so you have a gentle fabric to hold.

Reinhardt:

Missionary, a classic position for a classic man. Loves how small you look under him, how his big arms practically dwarf your head as he braces himself above you. Sure he’s no spring chicken anymore, but he can still fuck you the way a pretty thing like you deserve.

And if you teasingly imply he can’t fuck you for too long, or suggest you can get on top instead? Well, that’s pretty much the only time his gentlemanly facade will crack, as he drives into you at a pace most young men wouldn’t dream of; his big cock filling you up so completely that your eyes will be rolling.

But most times he’s the epitome of a gentle giant, gently kissing you as he rocks slowly in and out of your smaller body, his beard gently tickling your neck and shoulder as he leaves small love bites on your skin.

But listen, if you’re with him you’re gonna most likely have a thing for his size and strength. So he will definitely pick you up while you guys are fucking if that’s what his sweetheart wants. With a firm grip on your hips he’ll encourage you to wrap your thighs around him so he can fuck you against the wall, your head against his scarred chest.

In that position, you’ll hear the rumbling in his chest as he moans, telling you how good you are, how stunning you are in his arms; it’s like you belong there. And if you’re fucking him after a mission, he’ll ramble about how he’s always gonna protect you, that it’s his duty to keep you safe and content as you cum around his big cock.

[avocado-writing]

overwatch made a new omnic and he’s sexy I’m sorry

Ramattra loves you. He loves the warmth of you. Your human body, churning out heat from the softness inside you, not the machines needed to keep you alive.

He loves you.

You perch on his leg and explore him. Fingers creeping along the metal of his chest; touching the joints of his knuckles. Curious but respectful. Itching to know more of your paramour but not wanting to press too far.

He loves you.

He is still discovering how to properly pleasure a human; and you an omnic. As you you slide your hand against his hair he lets out a noise that, if he were a man, would be a sigh. You long to kiss him, but he has no lips to press yours to.

“Where should I touch you?” you ask, quietly, deferentially. Enraptured by the beauty of him.

“Everywhere,” is his response, and you do.

[koifish67]

kissing headcanons with the Overwatch boys

Tw:none

Junkrat

Sloppy af, mf doesn’t know how to kiss

Leaves the bottom half of your face wet and he looks so overly proud

When you finally teach him he’s just quick and desperate, still leaves your lips a bit of a mess

Cole Cassidy

Long, loving kisses, very sensual and gentle

Touches your jaw and pulls you in, keeps his hands on you when he does

Doesn’t do little pecs it’s either long kisses or no kisses

Roadhog

Doesn’t usually kiss you, he LOVES you don’t get me wrong but he isn’t a touchy person

Usually quick and simple, a little pec on your forehead

When you do get more sensual its still quick, just on your lips.

Ramattra

Googled how to kiss people only to find out you had to have lips to actually do that.

He doesn’t really kiss but instead puts his face plate against your forehead.

You notice his fan starts to turn on so he doesn’t overheat

Reinhardt

Quick pecs all over your face, usually grabbing your cheeks and squishing them while he does.

He’s very straight forward and kisses you when he feels like later in the relationship

When he kisses you on the lips it’s quick and he still squishes your cheeks

Genji

Gets all giddy and excited, holds your hips and kisses you sweetly and gentle.

Makes you give him a kiss before every mission for good luck.

Also googled how to kiss you and zenyatta caught him, giggled at him for a bit

Zenyatta

Similar to his brother, he pressed his face Oleg against your forehead, or he’ll press his face plate to your jaw, very soft *clinks*

His orbs kinda shake a bit, kinda like his version of blushing

Sometimes pulls you on his lap when your alone and kissing, make sure to warm himself so he isn’t cold

Hanzo

Awkward a first, but over time he takes his time and savories it, taking everything in.

Puts his hands in yours or touches your face with his fingers

Dipped you once to kiss you out of surprised but he dropped you by accident and never forgave himself for it, never does it again

Lúcio

Gets amped up and all excited, kind of sloppy but there loving at the same time. Squishes your cheeks to

Always says he just wants one pec but it turns into a makeout, forgot what he was going to do beforehand

Lifts you up half the time and kisses you as a surprise

Reaper (Gabriel)

Old man knows how to smooch ngl, deep and sensual kisses, pulls you in by your chin and puts his hand on your waist

HES 58???!??

Doesn’t kiss you if there’s anyone around, he wants to put his “cool mysterious guy” look on

Gets kinda grumpy when he can’t kiss you for long

Soilder 76 (Jack)

Much like reaper, it’s deep and sensual, his lips usually wonder. His kisses are usually LONG

He’s 6’1 so he usually leans down, but if you taller he’ll make you sit down so he can kiss you.

Little pecs at most in public, likes to be professional

Sigma

Another old man

His kisses are gentle, romantic, loving, pure sappy tooth rotting fluff. Pulls your chin towards him.

Floats while he kisses you, so he leans down.

Randomly kisses you when he’s deep in thought and it takes you by surprise

[azu21]

Ramattra is such a softie, he's like a big grumpy but adorable teddy bear

*stares at you* this is a request, but you really don't have to write a lot, I'm just curious to see you write Ramattra receiving a kiss on his faceplate from reader for the first time 🧍‍♂️

*stares back*

Ramattra is a big softie at heart, change my mind.

Ramattra x Reader (gen)

Word count: 1307

He hated you, and not just because you were human, but because you avoided him. He’d watch you speak with other omnics, friendly tones and laughing to their stories when needed. Yet, with him, you were cold, avoiding his look whenever he was around with the same group. 

He knew his model didn’t have the best reputation, but he wasn’t like that now. He was kinder, more helpful towards humans, however you wouldn’t see it, or at least that’s what he thought. You never spoke to him, always cowering whenever he got too close. 

At some point, he gave up, no longer wanting to pursue a friendship with you, however, something inside of him hurt, like he was heartbroken. At first, when he saw you, he noticed how well put together you were, your warm smile that brought others together, a friendly aura around you… When he was around, he noticed that change, almost as if you feared him. 

You never gave him a chance and he was desperate to prove to you he was no longer a ravager, a killing machine. He wanted you to know he had thoughts and emotions of his own too. 

So, Ramattra would start small, a simple greeting as he passed you in the corridor, bowing his head as a friendly gesture. He’d stay quiet when you were in the same group, optics looking at you but thankfully hidden behind his faceplate. He wouldn’t utter a word unless spoken to, but his optics would stay on you despite his head being turned away and he’d catch small glimpses of you looking at him, a small fear present in your eyes. 

His tone never faltered with you, always friendly and inviting. It was slow, and he would admit that it was painfully slow, but trust wasn’t something earned over night, and he knew that. He kept it up, almost like an entirely new schedule to follow. 

Progress seemed like something that was never going to happen until you greeted him back after a few weeks. Ramattra nearly stopped as he heard you reply back to him, a smile would have been on his face if he could express such emotions. You finally acknowledged him and that sent a warm feeling though his wires. 

Finally, I am getting somewhere…

It took longer to speak to him properly though, however, he noticed that you’d look at him with a kinder expression, an awkward smile occasionally, but progress was progress. 

Whenever he’d pass you now, you were the first to greet him which made his circuitry warm. As the weeks passed by, you’d talk to him within the group, sharing the warm smile with him alongside the others, yet he still noticed a slight discord inside of you.

He could no longer hate you for it, he expected many humans to have their doubts about his kind, wondering if he would ever turn against them as he had done in his past, but this was something else entirely. 

Ramattra was still cautious, not wanting to frighten you and pushing his progress back to zero. He would wait for as long as the stars burned. 

As he walked through the building, pondering his own thoughts, he looked up, dismissing files and small errors as his optics landed on you carrying a two boxes within your arms. 

“Do you require assistance?” He asked, noticing the strain in your body. He didn’t wait for an answer as he approached, taking the top most box out of your grasp. 

A relieved sigh escaped you as you straightened slightly. “Thank you.” You look up, smiling at the omnic beside you. 

“These are quite heavy.” He stated, quite surprised you managed to get this far with them in the first place.

You nodded, smiling awkwardly as you kept walking, Ramattra by your side. ”Yeah.” Was all you managed to say. 

He didn’t ask what was in them as he followed you, keeping an eye on you, making sure you were okay.

The pair of you reached your personal room, the door unlocking instantly and allowing you both inside. 

“Stuff from home.” You mention, placing your box on the table as you grab a step ladder, putting it against the half empty bookcase. 

Ramattra nodded, watching you stand on the ladder, arms open and waiting for the box. He hands you the one he carried, watching you reach up and put it on top of the bookcase. 

“Family stuff.” You spoke again, turning slightly as you pointed to the other box to which the omnic grabbed it and handed it over to you. 

“You’re not unpacking it?” He questions. 

“Not for a long time. Too much trauma behind it...” There was a gentleness in your voice as you turn and look back at him. “Could you pass me those books while you’re here?”

“Of course.” He nods once more, walking over to the table and picking up the books, briefly looking over the covers as he hands them over to you. He wants to ask more, but refrains. 

“Thank you.” You lean back slightly, careful not to go too far back in case you fell. Looking over the top shelf, you smile and step down, feet back on the floor. 

Looking at you, he notices the pain, perhaps the coldness you showed him back then was due to his kind, but of course, he stayed silent, not wanting to push you away. 

“I’m sorry.” You broke through the silence. “For how I acted.”

“It is understandable.” He moves his hand, motioning that it’s alright. 

You nod, looking at him for a moment. “I’ve been wanting to apologise for awhile…” 

“You are always welcome to talk to me.” He tilts his head to the side slightly, a friendly gesture.

“Thank you. You have been so patient, I wish there was something I could do to make up for all of that.”

“You do not need to do anything. I understand your reasonings.” He takes a small step forward, watching you. 

Shaking your head, you speak up. “I insist, really. I may not be able to do much, but I feel terrible.” 

“Nonsense.” He puts a hand on your shoulder, wanting to comfort you, pushing the boundaries a little. “Your emotions were warranted. Do not feel ashamed for it.” 

Looking up at him, you smile gently, hands coming up and wrapping around his back as you hug him. At first, Ramattra seemed surprised, but brought his own hands around you, pulling you a little closer. 

“You’re too kind, Ramattra.” You speak, voice muffled against his chest. His chest vibrated a little as he chuckled, making you look up at him again. 

He felt warm inside and not just because of the warmth from your body, but the way your hands felt, slowly trailing up his chest, gently gripping the purple metal of his cheeks as you pulled him down, planting a soft kiss to his forehead. 

Ramattra felt his fans pick up speed, whirring quickly yet softly as he heated up a little more, the lights on his forehead flickering gently. The sudden gesture caught him off guard, however it wasn’t unwelcomed as he rested his forehead against yours, a soft vibration tickling you. If he had the ability to blush, his cheeks would be turning pink. 

The rise and fall of your chest made him hold you just a little bit tighter, your heartbeat soothing him as his optics looked over you, noticing the peacefulness on your face that was still pressed to his. He didn’t want to let go, not now or ever. The softness of your body only warmed him more, feelings surfacing that he hadn’t felt for years. He finally felt content, somewhat proud he waited for you.

Progress was progress and he made quite a lot in one day…

[statuetochka]

💜

[velovw]

How would OW characters love you?

(Ft. Reaper, Genji, Ramattra, Hanzo, Venture and Cassidy)

A/N: It's been quite a while, but I'm happy to share a little thing I've written.

Reaper

At first, Gabriel would refuse the idea of being in love. There was no way the thing he had become was deserving of love - nor did you deserve to be with anything like him. The confession would probably come from you, or the feelings you two have for each other would simply be locked away and forgotten with time. Unsure touches, hesitancy in communication would plague your relationship early on, leading to frustrating fights and time spent apart.

Gabriel had spent so long being Reaper, that he had forgotten how to treat another gently, softly. Years of being one of Talon’s obedient and ruthless weapon left him scarred, almost a husk of the man he one day was. Patience, lots of it, would be needed to build a healthy relationship with him. With time, he would slowly start to mimic the actions you did to him - learning from you on how to love and be loved - this could lead to Gabriel learning to love you just the way you want him to.

Not big on romantic gestures, and doesn’t like PDA. He has an underlying fear that if anyone were to find about his weak spot for you, it would mean harm your way.

Genji

A cupid 's arrow.

It would not take him long to recognize the emotions he was experiencing, as the excitement and exhilaration of a new love were familiar to him due to his youth. The anxiety and giddy feelings were difficult to overlook or ignore. He would not hesitate to express his feelings, as he was quick at noticing if someone reciprocated his affections based on their reactions to his affections. He was accustomed to this aspect of a relationship and would confidently touch and remain close to the person he was interested in whenever possible.

Wouldn’t be able to hide your relationship, almost always bringing you up in a conversation. Excitedly calling you his partner.

Due to his past, Genji would have an underlying anxiety about performing well as a partner. He was good at sweet talk, enough to make your heart flutter - but when it came down to serious conversations and fights, he would almost shut down. In the past, whenever these things happened, he would simply dump his past partners and move on - but he didn’t want to do that now. So he would be awkward, asking you what he could do to amend the wrongs and fix the situation. He would heavily depend on you to guide him in that way.

Ramattra

Love? How futile.

He had no time for such weak emotions, no time to spend worrying over your safety when you were a human - the kind he hated with his very being. No. Ramattra only spent his attention and utmost care towards the cause he believed in.

Or that's what he desperately wanted to believe.

Every word, every moment would be recorded through his optics and stored forever in his hard-drive. Ramattra’s touches sometimes felt… ghostly. As if he was afraid of breaking you. But he was always sure to impose his threatening aura around strangers.

But the amount of stress his system felt when he saw you in the middle of the battlefield, how he was reluctant to end your life right where you stood, proved it all to him that he was *wrong*. Ramattra would take what felt like a lifetime to confess, seeing you sick and injured pushed him to it - the reminder of your mortality severely affecting him. Would try to do everything at once one day, showcasing his innocent and lack of experience in *love*.

A silent reminder of your importance.

Hanzo

Throughout the most part of Hanzo's life, there were only two things he felt the most. The bitter regret and the pain of tomorrow. Losing everything came at a great cost and it shined clearly when you met Hanzo for the first time, when you tried to befriend him - the look in his eyes. Hanzo would avoid you emotionally once he feels… different. Part of him knows what he feels but another one denies it with all of his strength. Not for pride, simply because he's afraid of losing once again.

A wall to talk to. His indifference at the start would drive you crazy, driving you away until he finally realizes how much more empty he feels with your absence. Even so, does a small act of servitude by giving you your favorite food - a small attempt to see if you still care for him. Just enough so he can *try* and allow himself to feel the gentle feeling of love.

Small smiles your way, brushing your hand with his while passing by. All small but mean so, so much for Hanzo. There is no shyness, just gentleness, and no fear of showcasing such feelings in front of others.

Venture

Spending most of their life researching and excavating did really not leave any space for romance. Venture would be quick to accept the feeling, the rush of adrenaline and giddy feeling quickly taking over their mind as they realized they liked you. It would be obvious to anyone around them. The way their eyes would be searching for you in the room, quickly asking someone if they've seen you and when they do finally see you - the biggest smile they can muster.

Your name would be mentioned by them every chance they get.

A confession would take mere days, and if you weren't totally sure about them - they'd at least hope you'd let them take you out on dates so you can get to know each other better. Small trinkets of their affection would be given to you, crystals and rocks being the main source of it, secretly hoping you'd try and find the meaning of them.

Their only flaw is being overly excited about the feeling, sometimes overly romanticizing you and getting disappointed when you don't reach their standards.

Cassidy

Smooth.

Cassidy would recognize the blush that would dust his cheeks when you were around, how he seemed to want to impress and sweet talk you. That would be his way of gaining your favor slowly, calling you sweet nicknames and trying to charm you with his words. A small brush of his shoulders on yours, opening doors for you and tipping his hat when he passes by - all small acts that are meant to sweep you off of your feet.

A relationship would bloom slowly, as he would like to ride out the early fluttering feeling of love. Going through all the small showcases such as holding your hand, gifting you something meaningful before taking you out on a date and asking you two to finally be oficial. To everyone else around you, it was clear that Cassidy was courting you - and no one else dared to attempt anything. Whispers of his past holding them back on doing so.

Cassidy’s flaw would be being too warm or too cold. Either giving you hurtful but helpful advice, or comforting and unhelpful ones. It would solely depend on his mood, but you can always tell when he doesn't really wanna make decisions. Sometimes he just wants to exist, to let himself breath without any worries.