[this post brought to you in May 2024 by me forgetting i had stuff in drafts]
Ramattra is 28, built March 29th (Overwatch official website)
-Ramattra was "created early in the Omnic Crisis."
-Commander class of omnic, with innate battle knowledge
-Ramattra was "seeking direction"
-Ramattra was at Shambali for years before recruiting Zenyatta
(Overwatch official website)
-Ramattra recruited Zenyatta at an omnic rights protest
(Overwatch official website)
-At the time of Uprising, Null Sector had followers
-Uprising was denounced by the omnics of London
-Null Sector went underground after Uprising
(Overwatch official website)
-Ramattra struggled with the concept of sentience as a gift
-Ramattra recruited Zenyatta. I believe the "Mondatta" in 2nd paragraph is a typo.
(General Invasion entry, unlocked after Gothenburg)
-Genji believes Ramattra possesses "no self-preservation and suicidal recklessness" (Resistance - Genji)
-Genji and Ramattra have never met, but Zenyatta spoke of him often
-Zenyatta believes Ramattra left "with doubt clouding his soul"
(Liberation - Genji)
-Before leaving Shambali, Ramattra was almost killed by humans in Nepal
-R-7000s are largely in hiding or dead
(Ramattra: Reflections)
-R-7000s were "never made by human hands"
-R-7000 parts are only available through other R-7000s' destruction
(Ramattra: Reflections)
-Ramattra directly blames Mondatta's teachings for not improving the world faster
(Ramattra: Reflections)
-Ramattra and Zenyatta were at the monastery together for 3 years
(Ramattra: Reflections)
-Ramattra wants to hurt humans who hurt omnics
(Ramattra: Reflections)
-Ramattra curses!
(Ramattra: Reflections)
-Even when acting "gently" Ramattra can hurt humans
-Ramattra feels guilt and anger about this
(Ramattra: Reflections)
-Ramattra was well known as an omnic liberator
(Ramattra: Reflections)
-Before Uprising, Ramattra believed omnics needed to stop waiting on a savior and save themselves.
(Ramattra: Reflections)
-Ramattra chose his own name to honor Aurora, but also associates it with his mistakes
(Ramattra: Reflections)
-Ramattra showed Nameless, Zera, and Lanet his omnium 2 years before Uprising
-Ramattra's omnium is "buried by thick slabs of ice and stone", goes "through a shaft of ice", and is largely underground
-Ramattra's design aesthetics are similar to Anubis's, "built by machines for machines"
-Ramattra was designed and built at this omnium
-Ramattra notes the power of united omnics even against their will
-but Ramattra also wishes to inspire omnics to find unity
-Zenyatta wanted to fight, but Ramattra talked him out of it
-Ramattra "nearly got Zenyatta killed."
-Ramattra rejects letting omnics fight in Uprising because they are not expendable
-Mondatta denounces Null Sector
-Ramattra says Mondatta is a traitor to the omnic people
-Ramattra can slip into rages given the right provocation (confronting slavers + dishonoring Lanet's death)
"Why are you even questioning this?" his voice was cold and unaffected, but you know he doesn’t mean to be so harsh with you. It’s just his usual state. You still feel like you’re interrupting him though…
"It is your birthday. You humans love your celebrations…sometimes even too much," he adds in a lower tone, scrolling for something in his holopad. "So why should no one care this time?"
You go quiet. The thought about you being the most annoying mopping goof floods your mind again. Second day straight. You know too well he has no intention to sound so cold. But two days with these anxious thoughts boiling up within your head…You don’t even have any strength left to pour him your whole heart out. Especially when he’s like this, all in accordance with his role. Right…You should not try to get in touch with him when he’s working. It’s not about personal, you’ve discussed it already — it’s just like his mind switches into the commander mode. And you’ve lost him till the dead of the night.
"Should’ve known better…" you think to yourself, standing up and leaving him alone. Maybe you’re just too tired. Exhausted, actually. Sleep would be great — especially the part when you can have your mind turned off.
You fall flat, huge pillow embracing your face, soft cool darkness soothing your heated watery eyes. You need to take a time-out of this endless thought onslaught. And you can. But right before your mind completely blurs to sleep, you hear him calling you from the other room.
"Where are you?"
"I’ll nap…a bit…" you only mumble in the dark, voice so small in this yearning silence. You know he heard you. You simply try to brush off new wave of trembling overthoughts and force your mind blank, letting the slumber consume you. You don’t want to mull it all over anymore.
The last thing that came to your mind was Ram as you hear some distant clicking of his vents opening in a sigh. Maybe it would have been much easier if you were an omnic like him, able to switch your dumb fucking anxious head off…That would be awesome, even for a bit…
You dissolve into the sweet oblivion of your dreams, now blank, peaceful. Perfect void for your disheartened heart to hide…
…that was until you got scared awake by the sudden noise of fire alarm. Annoying loud beeping was coming from the kitchen, where you immedeately rushed, almost falling because your socks slipped on the smooth floor tiles. You even felt your spine crack from how awkwardly you moved, catching your balance back — but the sight in front of you was worthy of that.
You arrived at the same moment his hand teared the fire alarm detector off the ceiling, crushing it to crunch straight away just to shut the damn thing. He moves frantically, aggressively even, as if this poor alarm could pose a danger to him and all his beloved ones.
Ramattra stands beside the stove awkwardly, oddly slouching and staring at you back silently. The whole scene was so chaotic and so sudden that it makes you both just freeze on the spot, taking a second to comprehend the what-tha-fuck moment. You blink sleepily, taking in the way he stands strangely in the middle of house equipment’s murder scene. He was never jealous of other machines that surround you daily…
Although his pose deceives him badly. Yes, of course it’s usual for him to lower his head like this indoors since he is too large for your cute little kitchen ( or better say, your cute litte kitchen is too small for his full-height posture ) — but right now you sense something off in the way he clumsily stand there, gripping the edge of the countertop, watching you intently with a hint of…guilt?
A deer in the headlights, a little boy who goofed around too much and is now trying to escape getting grounded, quickly eliminating all the evidence of his goofball deeds — that’s what you see in the kitchen instead of your lovely ravager boy. This confounded pose and the way he don’t know where to look to escape your shoked gaze, letting the awfully long foolish pause give him away even more…it’s so obvious that he’s hiding something from you, it makes him sick with embarrassment.
And the more he tries to cover it up, the more it makes your lips curl into a silly smirk. You already know what’s going on — but the view…is charming.
"What?…" was all you can mutter carefully, tone already mischievous.
"Nothing." even his own vocaliser deceives him, pure confusion is evident in his tone. He can only thank the Iris that his faceplate can’t blush, otherwise he would be all red at the moment.
"Why?" your cheeks start to hurt from how big of a smile you have as you point at the poor fire alarm debris in his fist.
"It…it could have waked you up. It did." he objects, though knowing that his arguments sound lame.
"It was doing its job!" you chuckle "It’s the least it could do since big boy commander can’t deal with some mundane human cooking…" you taunt and he lowers his head in shame. He had no time to get rid of the smell of burned food before you rushed over…
You can’t resist this adorable goof. Giggling heartedly, you gesture him to move out of the way. He hesitated for a moment, before he slowly steps to the side, letting you to the stove. There it is — a whole pan of veggies and burned down tomato sause, seasoned with your favourite herbs. All burned, too. You hear his back vents clicking open as he watches you examining the remains of what meant to be your own specialty pasta…
But oh, how his circuitry melts when he’s met with your smile, pure joy shining in your sleepy eyes despite the meal being totally ruined. He freezes, afraid to scare off the moment, finding himself forgetting how to pronounce words. Instead he just stares at you, hoping you’ll read straight from his eyes all the things his soul speaks but his vocaliser can’t yet. At the back of his mind, he sometimes wishes he could have the same deep, gorgeous eyes, just like you, as a human, have…Eyes that can talk louder than any voice or gesture or body language could muster. That would be wonderful, just a bit of this charm any human was born with…
"You sweetheart…" you murmur, gently leaning on him, hugging, snuggling, feeling how his hands wrap around your whole body in his big bear’s embrace, incredibly soft and careful for a creature of steel…your head cradled against his chest and he is nuzzling your hair from up above, planting a silent omnicode kiss.
"You remembered my pasta…"
"Of course I have…I wanted to make you your favourite"
"You remembered my comfort food recipe…to make it for me…"
"… and I burnt the whole meal."
"You! remembered!! and wanted to make!!! for me!!!! and almost cooked!!!!!" you laugh and it fills him with the warmth he has never known.
Perhaps, this is what home feels like…
"So…you’re not mad? Even though I totally screwed it up?"
"Not at all, hun. But I would if we won’t cook it together now." your mischievous smirk is making him thank the Iris again for not being able to blush.
He is enamoured.
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@statuetochka, @t3chborb silly Rama food is ready!!! fluff flavoured, because my birthday is coming next wednesday, anxiety is getting me and Rama is my babe therapy
Tumblr shrinks it down pretty bad so please. please. I am begging you. look at the full sized image and zoom in. This art piece made my friends worried for my mental health I need someone to witness the amount of detail and effort I put into this
also the original sketch under the cut bc I think comparing them is really funny
"is this too cliche?" who cares? bro, write what you have fun writing. stuff your manuscript full of your favourite tropes. the same themes you love. all inspired by things you grew up with. do it all. go off. load. it. up. be freeeee
to me that’s his love language, v1 is just answering back that way because they’re both agonophilic sickos who live to fight because that’s their euphoria, their ecstasy, their nirvana. Gabriel could’ve been a dancer with the grace innate to his movements but his duty is fighting, and V1 was born to kill, so thrilled by the act of beautiful fighting it counts its own moves, quantifying them, judging itself on its beauty and fighting efficiency
they’re both a match made in metaphorical heaven, doomed to be consumed by their own powerlessness in face of fast approaching and inevitable death while also leaving a destructive impact on a world close to death as well, abandoned by its creator. as canon as Gabriel being in love is (see: fucking 6-2 and his terminal entry for this fight) in contrast to how one can chose to interpret V1’s feelings back towards him (letting him live after 3-2, listening to him ramble at least four times and possibly listening to him all the way every time, hearing him confused in his own budding and possibly soon to be blossoming feelings towards it) the only way they have both interacted with each other is still through fighting, so to me that will always be one of their ways to profess their love towards each other, because it brings them both to a state of euphoria
i could also add the significance of Gabriel’s use of Justice and Splendor in 6-2 as well, since their use seems to correlate with importance: not having unsheathed them for a long time before beheading Sisyphus, whose rebellion was strong enough to have heaven intervene, denoting the importance of the threat, before using them against V1, who will make him realize both his feelings towards it and the lies he obeyed and the hurt he’s caused directly, before finally using them to kill the council, calm, running out of time yet clear minded, needing to perform an act as drastic as this one due to his own impending death.
lies (killing Sisyphus while obeying the council) -> realisation (his fights with V1) -> truth (killing the council)
that’s the way i perceive it, at least
so, to me, if V1 was so important for him to use J and S then those feelings are there, due to the importance of the event needing to be critical for him to use them
i drew this as a joke but i do believe in Gabriel earnestly loving V1, because it showed him what true happiness might be to him as well as realizing the lies he was living in ( while possibly awakening his inner ability to truly love as a whole)
hiii!!! my first time sending a request to someone, but i just saw your beautiful little post coming out like a minute ago and you're asking for more requests...so.....i'm being totally normal about how gorgeous you write for Ramattra...( and I'm being totally normal about how I'm so feral over him too like bark bark- )
So, if you'll be willing...how about just a little fluff? Ramattra's first time wanting to sleep with his fem!human in the same bed, but he actually doesn't know how to cuddle and not crush this fragile being beside him. So, reader has to teach that silly little omnic how to >< bonus points if Ramattra doesn't understand his strength from the human pov 👉👈
even if you'd dismiss it, it's alright! Just wanted to reach out and say thank u so much for your works, you're doing awesome with writing and art and you're making me smile every time i see something from you ( or cry okay i love good dose of angst- ). Srry for many words, well, have a great day/night!! ^^
Hi Hi! We love being feral for Ramattra on this blog~ bark bark
Also thank you so much for the kind words! It really means a lot to me 😭 It's messages like this that keep me writing ♥
"Since when did you want to cuddle?" You ask, arms crossed over your chest with a slight smirk on your face.
"Shut up..." He looks away and you could tell he was embarrassed for asking such a thing.
You laugh lightly before taking his hand and pulling him towards the bed. Luckily it was late, so it was the perfect excuse to be close to your partner.
Ramattra won't admit that it would be his first time cuddling with a human, anything beyond that was out of his trajectory regardless, but he wanted to be close with you tonight.
He lays down beside you, instinctively wrapping his arms around your curves and pulling you close. His grip was tight around your body which causes you to wince.
"I am sorry." Ramattra speaks softly, letting go of you when he notices the pained expression. He wasn't used to being gentle with another being.
You shake your head and smile up at him. "It's an honest mistake." Shuffling closer to him, you place his arms where you needed them, wrapped around your sides as your head lays against his chest, cowl protecting you from the harsh metal bracing.
The hum of his inner workings lull you to sleep almost instantly, but you fight to stay awake a little longer.
"This is... Comforting." He admits, thumb rubbing gentle motions on your side. He feels the warmth of your chest against his side, your own hand rubbing soothing lines up his tubing.
"Better than you imagined?"
"Far better." He stares up at the ceiling, systems heating up slightly to keep you warm.
You hum, shifting slightly as the fight wears out and you fall asleep against him. You were safe within his arms, all worries dissipating.
Ramattra can't help but let out an audible sigh, finally feeling content. He speaks in a sort of whisper, not wanting to disturb you.
