#ow2 fic

[lady-of-nightfall]

hi!! do you think you could write something with Ramattra where he somehow ends up at overwatch and the reader (a new agent) is the only one who’s nice to him? And gradually they grow closer and when it comes time for him to leave on a mission she goes to the hanger to see him off and maybe gives him a kiss/they have an intimate forehead touch?your stuff is so good thank you!!!!

Author's Note: Can I just say how much I love this idea? I really hope I won't mess it up. I added a twist to your request, hope you won't mind it too much :( Thank you for requesting and I hope you'll enjoy it.

Overwatch recruit!Ramattra with Overwatch agent!reader

He could sense everyone's stares as he walked through the halls of the Overwatch Watchpoint. He got accepted there as a recruit (a soon-to-be agent), but only in theory. Practically, everyone was hesitant and slightly judgmental because of his tumultuous past and brutal acts.

Everyone tried to be mature about the situation and he appreciated it at first. However, day by day, that forced and rigid diplomacy he got from every Overwatch agent was driving him insane. Ramattra was expecting this type of approach yet, he longed for a true interaction. He wished for a real conversation.

Ramattra was convinced that he was entitled to receive those reactions from the other agents after all the damage he has done in the past. That is exactly why when you approached him with kindness, he was surprised.

You noticed how he carried himself, how he tried to fit in and prove himself as a recruit and wanted to help him. Also, you couldn't deny how captivating he seemed to you. There were times when he accidentally caught you staring at him but he brushed it off. Again, everyone else was staring at him.

Of course, before any mission, there was a meeting with both recruits and agents. Ramattra thought how clichéd it was that no one sat next to him. Not that something as insignificant as this mattered to him. "Hello, recruit." He heard a voice coming from his right side. "Greetings, agent." He automatically responded in an official tone before looking at you. It wasn't a memorable first encounter but he thought about it all day. Not because someone finally sat next to him and greeted him but because you smiled at him like you were honestly happy to see him. No one seemed truly glad to see him there.

Since that day, you always sat next to him. He was surprised that you would ask about how he's adjusting, how he finds working for Overwatch, and other questions. At first, he thought that some other agent ordered you to interrogate him but as time went by, he noticed how you were more interested in how he was feeling rather than any other information.

Ramattra wouldn't admit that he longed for more time spent with you. However, he would come up with different questions about missions and other agents to ask you. He could find the answer to those questions alone easily, but it was the most suitable strategy to get to interact with you more.

Days went by and you still were the only one who was treating him with sympathy and equality. Getting closer to one another felt natural.

Back in his days as a monk he learned a lot about gratefulness and although he had nothing to feel grateful for a long time because of the omnic crisis, now he finally found something. Someone.

During meetings, there were countless moments in which your hand would subtly move closer to his on the table, during meetings. Cassidy is the only one to catch that move so he smirks and tips his hat to you and Ramattra. Since he noticed that wholesome moment between you two, Cassidy was the next agent who has become friendlier to Ramattra.

What's more about those meetings is that Ramattra is always attentive to what everyone has to say but when you are the one talking? He is mesmerized. When you talk, in front of everyone and your eyes would linger on him, Ramattra fixes his posture a little bit.

The funny thing is that no matter how he felt growing more and more fond of you, he still called you "Agent" or "Agent (your last name)". He wanted to keep showing his respect.

One day, you hear that Ramattra will be sent on a mission without him being in your assigned team. It was a dangerous mission so of course you were worried and of course, you wanted to let him know how you felt just in case something dramatic happened. As he was getting himself ready, he was surprised to see you in his quarters. He stopped fixing some belts immediately when he noticed the distress on your face. You step closer to him, avoiding his gaze and confusing him. Was there something wrong?

Ramattra looks at you for a little longer before placing his hands on your shoulders. "You can tell me." He says in a calm tone. As he kept his hands on your shoulders, you finally placed your hands on his chest and looked up at him. You both noticed how close your faces were but no one backed away. Naturally, he leaned in, letting his forehead touch yours in silence. You both got the meaning of the affectionate gesture.

[misbehavior-girl]

At the moment, I'm only writing for Overwatch Heros... actually, for the villains. Sombra, Moira and Widowmaker! But, I'm open to other characters!

Send me a DM or a Ask with: Character, Scenario or AU! Rules: I only do FXF and F!READER X F. I do NSFW. I will only write things i'm confortable writing, i don't know what i'm not confortable doing yet so feel free to ask me.

[lady-of-nightfall]

“I stand with you” (Ramattra x Reader)

Author’s Note: So I found another muse and I’m obsessed. Here is a nice little angsty fic (with a happy end). As usual, please excuse any grammar mistake, I’m not a native speaker.

Word count: 1743

Edit: here’s a new fic that can be read separately https://www.tumblr.com/lady-of-endless/710235615367692288/flashbacks-and-height-differences-ramattra-x?source=share

What should be done when someone despises you for who you are?

Your answer was to leave that individual alone and try not to bother him as much as possible, minding your business. It was supposed to be simple, not the complicated task it turned out to be.

Even if you went on with your daily duties at the peaceful monastery in Nepal, he kept on testing you. Slowing you down with his ravenous vortex, blocking your way with his void barrier, whatever it took to reveal your true colors and prove to his brother the hideous truth about human nature. It become a routine whenever he visited.

It all started when Zenyatta announced his brother's first visit to Nepal. Despite your excitement to meet him, your mentor had to briefly explain Ramattra's principles. Before even trying to find a solution, he already arrived.

You could recall how shivers ran down your spine when your chin was lifted by his staff to look up at him.

"Your name, human."

His voice was a shadow compared to the light of Zenyatta's tone. Ramattra spoke harshly, demanding. He could have ended you then and there but instead he gifted you mercy.

So, since then, there were only two kinds of days in Nepal. Calm days and days in which Ramattra visited and interfered with whatever you tried to do. However, with each of the latter, you started to learn more about the vengeful omnic and his devastating story. Unconsciously, Ramattra also discovered more about you. As sickening as it was initially to watch you get along with every omnic from the monastery, he started to get more curious. As trust does not blossom overnight, his visits started to get more frequent. Gradually, his daily torments stopped but even so, you still felt his gaze on you.

One day, Zenyatta decided to visit another monastery in Nepal with Genji. He left you and his dear brother responsible for the sacred place, much to Ramattra's displeasure who was not supposed to be there.

The night was so quiet, a serene snowing night, that could not anticipate such an unfortunate event.

Pacing aimlessly in your room with a late-night cup of tea, you accidentally saw from the window the terrible image of an omnic trapped under a fallen statue that decorated the court of the monastery. Gasping, you dropped the cup instantly, leaving your room in a desperate hurry but knowing exactly who could help.

His name echoed through the halls as you ran barefoot and called for him.

Arriving at his door, you started to bash your fists against the wood repeatedly, not caring about his recharging state at that late hour.

He heard your voice from the first call and sighed deeply, looking at the door but not moving yet.

"Ramattra, please! It's an emergency! An omnic!" You explained in a breathless voice. "Is injured, please, help."

Finally, the door was opened swiftly, his tall figure towering over you.

"Take me there."

You nodded and started running again, with him by your side this time.

"If you have anything to do with this, human, I will not hesitate to-"

"A statue fell over because of the weather." You stated hastily.

It was only then he realized it was indeed horrible weather outside, and even worse for something so weak as a human. Yet, there you were, running in a flimsy impractical outfit. He could not throw a remark because you both arrived at the scene.

A broken and incredibly heavy statue kept the poor monk injured and trapped in place. His pleas to help him panicked you even more. Ramattra wasted no time changing to his nemesis form to lift the stone from the omnic.

After that, when he reversed his transformation to his omnic form, you felt that it was your turn to act. Almost bumping into Ramattra who also wanted to look at the injuries, you both analyzed the damage fast.

It was critical. Ramattra got solemnly quiet and you were quick to notice it.

"No, don't even think about it, there must be something we can do."

He slowly shook his head, he has seen too many injured omics not to predict the outcome.

"I think...I can try to heal him." You continued in a small unsure voice.

Ramattra froze in place remembering that his brother explained how you were studying ways to use your healing ability the first time he saw you at the monastery.

"You think? Are you this unsure of your abilities?" He asked more sharply than he intended.

"I have never done this before... Healing an omnic." You explained in a whisper so that the one in pain could not hear.

Ramattra was speechless once again. Before he could demand explanations, you already started.

"Just describe to me how those components look when they're in perfect shape."

After voicing your idea, you pleaded to the injured omnic to stay with you, cupping his face gently. That gesture of human warmth should have infuriated Ramattra but not this time. "Please hurry, let us do it, Ramattra." You said daring to grip his hand tightly.

He was baffled by everything and especially by the hope in your eyes when looking at him. Why were you this motivated to save an omnic? How dare you care for one of his people when you were just a human? Leaving his wonder behind, Ramattra cleared his throat and started to help you.

Now, with your hands on the cold metal of those broken components you were trying to focus while Ramattra explained how each circuit should be in a stern voice. As you took in his words and concentrated, the damage started to slowly reverse under your touch. He looked in wonder at the omnic and then closely at your face.

After what seemed to be so many moments of an intense healing process, the injured omnic could finally get up from the ground alone. Happiness flowed in his tone when he thanked both you and Ramattra for saving his life. You were smiling weakly in return, something still felt off.

"Thank you for your crucial explanations. You saved another one." You said to Ramattra while both of you looked at the omnic who was walking back to his room in safety.

Ramattra only shook his head and started walking away from you already. This event got him too confused. He had to encounter the joy of keeping another omnic safe with caution and also sort his thoughts alone.

"Maybe you should study more since you are even staying at a place full of us omnics, don't you think?" He commented preparing for one of your comebacks.

However, no answer was heard from you this time, no response, no calm voice.

If Ramattra could have frowned, he would do it right then. Instead, he stopped and dared to be curious about your condition, taking a look over his shoulder. He saw you crashed on the ground, in the thin layer of cold snow.

...He stopped in place.

This is probably a false alarm, he thought. But he convinced himself that you had no intention of testing him.

...He took a step closer.

Maybe you wanted to pay him back for all of his torments. But you never seemed that upset or bitter about it.

...He walked closer to your static figure.

"Get up, human." His voice was as sharp as the wind.

A thought of using his staff to touch you flashed across his circuits but he kneeled next to your body instead. You were still breathing but shivering. Unintentionally, he remembered his brother's explanations again. What you also tried to learn from Zenyatta was how to handle energy loss after healing someone. You needed to rest, but logically not outside in that freezing weather.

Ramattra called your name. For the first time, he did not call you "human", "human pet", or "nuisance", he called the name that tormented his thoughts for days.

Hearing it, made you weakly open your eyes just to close them back.

"Get up now, or your vitals will drop!" He repeated, slightly nervous.

No reaction.

You knew that healing an omnic was different from what you knew you could do and something probably draining, yet you did it with no hesitation.

What was the reason?

Defeated, Ramattra looked around for any other omnic in sight but there was none. He sighed and embraced your body clumsily.

For years, he only knew how to harm a human, not protect it. He had no idea how to hold a body like yours, how to keep it close, safe. Yet, he had to do it. No, he started to want to do it. He did not care how fast the color from the human faces can drain because of low temperatures before, now, it started to worry him.

With the help of his nemesis form, he could put his scarf around your shoulders without letting your body out of his unfamiliar embrace.

"You forgot what I am?" You whispered in a shiver, feeling what he was doing.

There was never a moment in which he would forget what you were. A human that got on his nerves with your affection and care for the ones of his kind (without being a deception, he discovered). A human, different from those oppressors who took away the ones close to him and he killed in return. How could he forget when your face haunted him in his tries to meditate or make plans lately?

"Shut it or I will leave you where I found you." He said instead of everything else. "Save your energy and hold onto me."

So, yes, he knew what you were and who you were. The one that saved an omnic, the one that likes to interact all the time with ones of his kind, the one that wants to learn more.

Your name did not sound like a bad omen anymore.  

Was this what Mondatta preached about? Was this what Zenyatta tried to explain about you? A flashback of his lectures at Shambali made Ramattra feel a pressure in his chest, right where he thought he had a blade instead of a heart.

Suddenly, a cold gust of wind hit. Still advancing through it, Ramattra looked down at your peaceful expression and carefully placed a hand on the side of your face to shield you.

"You are safe with me."