i vibed a lot with the symbolism of Ramattra's concept art, him being more modelled after a shepherd-esque figure, and my wife got the amazing idea to draw him as a sheep (because we both love bovines).
so i clashed both ideas into one picture, Ramattra as shepherd AND sheep. kinda symbolizing how he's both herding his people to safety, but also being one of the "sheep" (omnics) himself trying to run from extinction. i ain't no Ramattra apologist because he's RIGHT!!! 🗣️🗣️🔥
Ramattra and Zenyatta Relationship HCs - reader is a human monk at the Shambali Monastery before Null Sector/Mondatta's death
Hello new and old followers! Decided to shoot my shot and start writing HCs for my comfort characters as a revival to this dusty old tumblr. Don't forget to support through likes, reblogs, and comments. I will take requests as well! Character list will be created and pinned soon! <3
General HCs for both:
No matter which one you end up with, you establish a friendship with both at first. They are a package deal whether they realize it or not.
Zenyatta definitely opens up at first and his trust in you eventually leads to Ramattra's trust.
The three of you will have at least one meditation session together every day, if not more.
You enjoy each other's company whether that is blatantly stated by each individual or not (you're gonna have to force that one out of Ramattra)
You love viewing the night sky together, and training in martial arts. Ram and Zen seem to catch on pretty quickly when you need to go to bed/take a break, and will say so if you don't make the decision yourself.
Both become very protective of you without realizing it.
But you're also protective of them - any chance you have where it shows, they both get a little flustered. It's not that they find you weak or incapable, but it is slightly unexpected. And they are well aware of the reality that flesh is more vulnerable than metal.
Ramattra was not necessarily hostile to you at first, but your being at the monastery as a human put him on edge.
He didn't go out of his way to have private conversations with you until he learns more about you through group conversations with Zenyatta, or by encouragement from Mondatta. If Mondatta and his brother trust you, he decides he might as well give you a chance.
It only takes a few one-on-one conversations and answered questions that Ramattra actually finds himself *fascinated* by you. So not all humans despise and distrust omnics? Some are actually quite... agreeable?
He doesn't initially think his feelings towards you are romantic, but he finds himself gravitating towards you whenever possible and seeks out your company
It starts with actions more so than words - he sits closer to you, eventually allowing your knees to touch when meditating. Makes sure to have a private meditation session with you daily. Insists on one-on-one martial arts practice. Then there are the gentle, light, almost phantom touches that always catch both of you off guard.
It takes time for anything to be said plainly, as Ramattra begins to question whether an omnic like him could possibly experience such feelings, such relationships. For someone confident in most things, this takes support and encouragement from you.
Once the wall is torn down he becomes much more forthcoming with his words and feelings. He makes sure to remind you how much he cares, but it's a mix between actions and words.
You both naturally develop a kind of silent communication - certain looks, touches, body language that both of you understand as a delicate statement of love and care.
No matter your skills, interests, or educational background, Ramattra values your thoughts and input. He especially loves sharing his inventions with you, and will let you tinker with things if you seem interested enough.
He wants to experience your hobbies as well. Love gardening? He's going to be right next to you planting flowers or pulling weeds. Writing poetry? He will read every one, might even try to write something himself.
The longer the relationship goes on, the more comfortable he becomes with touching you. Hand-holding becomes light touches on the small of your back, which becomes holding your waist, and eventually he finds himself completely wrapping you up in his embrace.
The first time you initiate contact, he pulls away. He is so surprised *you* would want to touch *him.* He is suddenly reminded of his size, his identity as a ravager. You reassure him that you just want to share the way he makes you feel, and he caves... slowly.
Kisses you by touching your foreheads together, or by touching his faceplate to your cheek or neck and making small delicate rumbling/purring. You swear it feels warm every time...or you're just blushing.
If *you* kiss him, he always pulls you back in for one of his own.
Isn't big on public displays of affection, but doesn't hesitate to give a reassuring hand-squeeze or protective/guiding touch. Certain situations however do make him slightly more handsy - more so to make a statement to everyone that you belong to him.
At the start of the relationship he doesn't stay in your room when you sleep, but he does check on you at least once to ensure you're ok. He slowly starts to spend more time in your room as your sleeping, often meditating with the occasional glance to make sure you still appear peaceful. When you're at the point of being more physical in your day-to-day, he feels comfortable asking if he can join you in the bed. The first time you fall asleep in his arms, he experiences a new kind of peace and happiness he didn't know existed. The intimacy, the moment belonging to only you and him, and the feeling like he could protect you from the world in this state. He doesn't do it every night, but he's always looking forward to the next time.
Zenyatta takes interest in you immediately - why is a lone human here amongst omnics? He finds it necessary to hear your story.
He has so many questions, and adores the patience you share to answer all of them.
In fairness, he answers any questions you have for him.
Before you know it, you have both developed a daily routine of bringing one new question for each other, which normally leads to long discussions when you probably should be meditating. Learning about the world through another's words has to be a form of meditation anyway, right?
You do still of course have silent meditations together, and he greatly enjoys your company either way.
Meditation comes very naturally to Zenyatta, so if you ever seem to be struggling, he's quick to offer tips or even do a guided meditation. The more you get to know one another, the closer he gets to you during these meditations. Next thing you know you're meditating with your hands in his and his orbs are floating around each of you.
Zenyatta likes to be honest, even if the ways he says things is initially confusing. Many times he has told you how much he enjoys your company, but then one day his statements get more complicated and to you they sound like riddles. The truth is that Zenyatta knows the feelings he has for you are much more than platonic, but he's never actually felt them before let alone voiced them.
There must be a correct way to express these types of emotions to someone, right? Then one day you meet up and he doesn't have a question for you. In fact, he's oddly silent. You begin the meditation anyway, but it doesn't last long as he can't seem to keep his orbs in balance. They fall, clinking around you, and you stare at Zenyatta with worry on your face. He seems to almost take a long, unnecessary breath before saying your name quietly, like he's actually afraid you might hear him.
He squeezes your hands before speaking again. He explains that he has developed feelings for you that he doesn't quite have the words for. You reassure him that it's ok, and have a discussion with him that is like solving a puzzle. Eventually, you both understand and a relief washes over both of you as his orbs return to his neck. Perhaps a meditative walk would be better for today?
Still trying to sort through the emotions in the beginning, he shows his affections through hand-holding. He has a connection with you and he doesn't want you to ever doubt it. He loves holding your hand any chance he gets.
Slowly, his words of affirmation become more frequent until he is verbally expressing his love for you multiple times a day. He's not afraid to say "I love you," but he likes throwing out compliments too.
He always checks to make sure you're taking care of your basic needs. Are you sleeping well? Eating enough? Anything troubling your mind that you would like to talk about? If you're struggling with anything, he will do his best to find a solution or offer support.
After some time he is able to catch if something is off with you - but he will wait to see if you bring it up first before mentioning it.
Your physical affection sits patiently with hand holding until one day you hug him. He is caught off-guard, but immediately returns the gesture and leans into the moment. It's in this moment that he realizes just how much he loves the way your body feels against his. He begins asking for and offering hugs, and one day when neither of you wants to pull away, it turns into your first cuddle session. They become a regular occurrence.
The first time Zenyatta makes you laugh, it's like you have set his soul on fire. He adores the sound of your laugh, and does his best to make you laugh whenever possible.
Just like Ramattra, he gives omnic forehead kisses. The first time you kiss him, he asks if you could *please* do that more often. He likes to touch your cheek when you kiss him.
Likes to meditate on your bed when you sleep if you don't fall asleep on him during your cuddle session. He will put his orb of harmony on you to ensure you get the most peaceful sleep possible.
His protectiveness over you appears when it's needed most. If something is bothering you, you need only tell him and he will do his best to handle whatever that is.
He is very sensual but not in an explicitly sexual way. He loves to touch your hair, and if it's long enough he learns how to help you style it whatever way you like. He loves the softness of your lips and will sometimes interrupt you mid sentence to run his fingers over them. He hates to see you tense or sore and wants to massage you so he can *feel* the stress disappear. Enjoys just running his hands along your soft skin. Touching you is his form of sensory engagement meditation.
Zenyatta is wise beyond his years, but this doesn't mean he won't come to you for your insight. Your life experience is far different from his own, your viewpoint might be more informed.
His faceplate may hide expression, but you can tell he loves to look at you. On days where he feels more discord than usual, one look at you or your smile has potential to turn his whole day around. He hopes he has the same effect on you.
Is not afraid to tell other people he loves you. He loves talking you up as well. Same as Ramattra, he thinks of you as a very intelligent and gifted individual.
Zenyatta doesnt actually have many hobbies, so he quickly finds himself immersed in any you decide to share with him. He cherishes when you get to create or build together, and starts to suggest new hobbies just for the experience.
While he may be a very gentle spirit, he does *not* take it easy on you during martial arts training. The aftercare is 10/10 though. Never forgets to highlight your strengths no matter your performance.
Please may I have headcannons or small drabble with Ramattra x chronically fatigued human reader plz xxx thank you!
hiiii ♥ thank you & I'm hoping to get back into the swing of things ; w ;
Nearly halfway up the steps back to the Monastery, you were already winded. The chill in the air that bit down to the bone did not help, even bundled as you were in your monk robes, piled high with scarves and hands tucked away in mittens, the cold was in you. You huffed, sitting down on the stairs, looking up at your companion as you dropped the bundle of supplies next to you.
“I hate when it’s my turn to get supplies,” You grumbled, mostly to yourself.
Ramattra tilted his head, looking down at you, “They are mostly for you, you know.”
Yes. You knew. The only human who was studying under the Shambali, of course the supplies were for you, the Omnic monks you called brothers did not need even half of the supplies of one human. That didn’t stop the fatigue that seemed like it was always in your body.
The way your shoulders felt heavy, sagging under fatigue, your brain clouded and numb, the joints in your arms and legs stiff. Not to mention the effort that all the stairs up to the Temple took, and how it affected your body the next day. Or. Days.
Ramattra crouched down next to you, “Is it your fatigue?” He asked, tone in his voice kind and gentle.
You nodded, barely, too proud to look weak even if you knew that he knew.
“Shall I carry you?” He asked, offering his hand to help you off the snow covered stairs. “We’re almost there anyway.”
You paused, nodding again and taking his hand, “Do you.. Mind?” You asked, slinging the bag of supplies over your shoulder and fastening it so it didn’t slip down.
He shook his head, “For you? Of course not.”
He helped you up, waiting for you to brush off the snow before crouching in front of you, lifting you so you could hold onto his back, careful not to pull any of his wires or get your arms in the way of his joints as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Thank you, Ramattra,” You said, smiling softly as you buried your face into his scarf, feeling him stand up and begin the ascent.
Once at the top of the Monastery, he dropped you off in the space dedicated to your human needs to get warm while he put away the supplies. You stretched out, taking off the snow-dampened layers of warmth, rotating your neck as you folded up your scarf to hang it from the hook on the back of the door. The fatigue, even with Ramattra’s help, was setting in hard. You had made the descent on your own and got halfway up before you needed help. Still, you felt defeated by the fact that you couldn’t do it on your own, that you felt so discouraged by asking for help.
You slumped into the low mattress near the wide window in the room, watching the snow fall as you slipped into sleeping, resting off the fatigue.
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You woke to Ramattra’s arms around you, not uncommon, carefully cradling you in his arms, massaging your joints as he lay there with you, easing out the pain in them where you always got them the worst.
“Did I wake you?” He asked softly, feeling you stir.
“No… hungry I think. Or the aches,” You reply, nuzzling into the robes covering his chassis. “But don’t stop, this is nice.”
He chuckled softly, “You’re rather predictable, you know.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, there is a reason that I travel with you for supplies, beyond the fondness I have for you. You don’t ask for help until it is too late,” He said softly, his voice soothing. With your head against his chassis you can hear the faint sound of the fans that cool his electronic parts, with enough imagination, his heartbeat thrums though the repetitive sound. “Your fatigue is not a moral failing, it never will be. You would do well to learn to ask for help, it does not make you weak, we are stronger together.”
