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Intro post i guess??

hi there! im Trashraph but you can call me Raphie!

im 24, asexual, she/her (but use whatever i dont care.)

currently i have a massive amount of Ramattra brainrot so most of my posts will be about him!!! uhhh what else? i write and draw!

i play overwatch on my switch so if you wanna add my please do!! im Trashraph#1563 i play ram, moira, and junkrat the most!!!

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Silly Ram Thought!! pt.42!

another ramattramonth prompt. day 15, Nemesis

Dear Lanet,

I don't know how to begin this... It been months since Kings Row, since I was disavowed, since the others abandoned our mission, since your passing... I don't even know why exactly I'm writing this, Perhaps it's a way of processing everything, Aurora is the only one I have left to speak to... I've meditated many times on all this but it doesn't seem to be helping, writing can't make anything worse, I suppose.

The weight of your death sits heavy on my shoulders, my friend, truly I did not mean for things to go so wrong. I don't know if you would believe me, Lanet, but I did care about you. Your eye for design was so much greater than mine, you were truly an amazing engineer. I still have all your manuscripts, all your blueprints and designs. I'm currently working on getting them all functional, your slicers, the stalkers, everything. Had I listened when you told me to not reuse Anubis's designs, perhaps you would've survived. I rethink that choice daily.

I found the page you left for me in your notes, the modifications you designed. It will be a painful process, trial and error, but I will go through with it. This "Nemesis Form" you've conjured up, as well as all the other modifications. I can say You truly were a genius, my friend. Your designs will no go unused, your memory will not be forgotten, and your death will not be in vain. I've decided that moving forward all Null Sector Troops will don that purple shade you were so fond of, as will I. I view it as a way to carry you with me and not forget that, as nameless had told me countless times, I am responsible for your death.

I just hope that wherever you are inside the Iris, that you may perhaps forgive me. My actions do not make up for the loss, but freedom comes at a cost... I hope you're able to understand my position.

-Ramattra.

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Silly Ram Thought! Pt. 41!!

kinda just wanted to talk about a headcanon I have for the omnics today. mostly just talking about Ram and Bas today, need to give Zen and Shion more thought on how they fit into all this.

Ramattra

Ram had really big grumpy cat energy. He's not that friendly, he doesn't really like being touched by strangers, he will not listen if you tell him to do something, and he absolutely will do something you told him not to just to spite you. he liked to be unbothered and just exist in your space. if he opens up to you he is a sucker for pets, especially to his head and face. man loved a good chin scratch and will always lean into your hand. he can get rather cuddly sometimes and you can often hear his fans running in a loud rhythmic pattern very much like a cat's purr. him and Zen will often meditate together in the yard on sunny days just as an excuse to sunbath, ram usually works in the dark a lot so any excuse he can get to be out in the sun is one he'll take.

Bastion

Bas has a lot of the same cat like tendencies that a lot of omnics have like purring and sunbathing, but spending so much of his time with Ganymede he has also picked up some bird like habits. Bas can sleep anywhere he needs to but he's most comfortable when he's able to make himself a bit of a nest. being surrounded soft pillows, blankets, and whatever plush toys he can find really brings him a sense of comfort. Brig, juno, and Dva are always happy to help him set up especially after a hard mission knowing he needs the comfort, they will often let him use their blankets, plushies and even sometimes their spare sweaters. he still purrs the same way the others do with his fans running loud but Bastion also tends to make a happy chirping sound when he's purring to really drive home that he's comfortable and enjoying himself. speaking of chirping, you can often find bastion imitation bird calls and songs. he is very proud of how many he can do and will totally show you if you ask. with Gany being a solo bird they often need Bastion's help preening, this is something he has quickly picked up on being a symbol of trust and deep friendship, one that extends past just his avian pal. close friends know Bastion will insist on them sitting in his lap during movie nights or hangouts purely so he can play with their hair in the same way he would preen Gany's feathers.

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Silly Ram Thought! Pt. 40!!!!

Another #ramattramonth2026 prompt very late cuz i got busy and distracted lol. This is day 12, head pats.

Big kitty

Ramattra was a figure who kept a lot of his feelings closely guarded. For quite a while when you were first getting to know him you found him very cold and standoffish. like he was constantly bottling everything up besides the anger he would slip before composing himself again. It honestly made befriending him rather hard, but whether it was Zen’s encouragement or just the odd draw to you he had, you kept at it.

As you had come to learn Ramattra had really grown to simply enjoy your company. Body doubling, parallel play, whatever you wanted to call it, he enjoyed it. Just having you playing on your phone in his office while he tinkered was quality time he silently looked forward to, even if you got bored and came over to bug him. One of these such times you just stood beside him, watching as he worked. asking dumb questions as his small robot failed to start up. His voice had an edge of frustration as he retorted back at your teasing. You two were comfortable with each other but hadn’t bridged the physical gap yet, Ramattra wasn’t one for contact beyond shaking hands or maybe a high-five if you were lucky.

You had no second thoughts about joking with and teasing him though, occasionally he would clap back with his own snide remarks, it was all in good fun and you both knew it. Just as you were laughing at him his robot sprung to life and started to go about its programmed tasks. Pulling his goggles up onto his forehead he leaned back in his chair, crossing his arm over his chest he looked up at you. “I told you it would work and yet you still doubt me… anything to say for yourself?” You could hear the arrogant smirk in his voice, obviously proud of himself. You didn’t think through your response for more than a half second. Your hand reached out and pat the top of his head softly “awe, good job buddy, you got it working after what? The 15th failed prototype? Im so proud of you!” You blurted out with a sarcastic tone, speaking him in a way you might a child.

His reaction to this was not what you expected, the sharp gasp, the grip on his arms tightening, the loud hum of his fans. Neither of you spoke for a moment, your hand still on his head, the sound of his fans oddly familiar. “You’re… purring….” You finally spoke up which caused him to swat your hand away, his fans picking up more in embarrassment. His faceplate burning and his voice low “you do not speak of this, do you understand me…” he wasn’t asking, he was telling you.

As you stood looking at this massive omnic, one who had seen more horror and pain than you could imagine, a thought hit you. Ramattra was quite literally a giant cat, one who even purred when you pet him. With him glaring you down you knew this secret was one he meant for you to keep, though nothing exactly was stopping you from teasing him about it privately. “You got it, kitty…” the smirk on your face let him know you wouldn’t let this die.

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Silly Ram Thought! Pt. 39!

writing for ramattramonth2026 again cuz yesterday was fun lol. today is day 10 Monastery.

A simple life.

Ramattra had always been the type to stay up late and wake early to get a start on his chores and tasks before many others were up. It wasn't that he didn't like to socialize, he just much preferred his alone time. First thing was to get dressed for the day, he took the time he had to fold and tie his robes, dust off his cowl, adjust his hair, and clean his walking staff to do some early morning meditation, the sun was still hours away from being up.

After getting ready Ramattra would often head to the the prayer rooms. Being the tallest of the monks it was easier for him to do a lot the tasks needed in the high ceilinged rooms. Replacing the high up candles, dusting, clearing incense, he would even bring the prayer mats out to shake off any dust and give them a chance to air out some before anyone would need them. Watching the sky and enjoying the cold mountain were often his favorite part of the task. As well as that he'd done it so many times over the years that it had become mindless, allowing him to get lost in thought. By the time all the rooms had been cleaned, restocked, and mats returned to their spots, the sun was just starting to make itself known.

Mondatta had jobs that would rotate throughout the months, cleaning duty, going on supply runs, offering aid to the village below, what repairs could be done to the injured omnics who came to the monastery in search of help, and many others. Repairs work was where Ramattra seemed to excel. He always had an eye for engineering, although not the most sophisticated. Helping and protecting his brothers and sisters was something he had become passionate about, though repairs also gave him a bit of time to tinker. Modifying the prayer orb he had made in the first few weeks at the monastery.

After his tasks had been completed and he had joined up for meditations with the bunk of the other monks, Ramattra was left with free time. He found himself spending much of it with one of the newer monks, one he had personally helped to escort to the Shambali after finding him injured. He had chosen the name Zenyatta for himself, one that felt very fitting of his demeanor. Zenyatta was the type to sway with every ebb and flow of the world around him, a butterfly dancing on the breeze, while Ramattra felt more like a heavy stone being pounded by river waves. They were in their own ways yin and yang, light and dark, heavy and weightless. Perhaps being so different yet so alike is what drew the two together so quickly. Ramattra considered all omnics to be his family but Zenyatta truly felt as close as a sibling could.

Often they found themselves out in the courtyard late into the evening, snow dancing lightly through the air. Lost in deep conversation as the stars twinkled above, How many other omnics were watching just as they were?

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Silly Ram Thought! pt. 38!

hey guys! it's been a minute lol. I don't feel up to drawing today but I still wanna take part in #ramattramonth2026 which I'm doing over on twitter. so I figured I would write something up! I might actually do more of these since I'm also doing Artfight and I don't totally wanna burn myself out. Today is day 9.

Betrayal

Crackling embers, plumes of smoke, rubble lining mangled city roads. The fighting had gone on longer than expected, it was supposed to be a quick mission, maybe a week at the most. But no, he was never that lucky, Overwatch just had to rear it's ugly head and disturb him once again. Months of fighting and hundreds of lives lost, both human and omnic... And for what? What had actually been gained? Sure, he had managed to free some of the imprisoned omnics but thousands more were still being held captive. Treated like slaves the same as those he once trusted... Nameless and the others from all those years ago... But really, what had Null Sector truly managed to gain?

Walking the desolated streets of another city they had laid siege to. Seeing the mangled husks of omnics caught in the crossfire, he really questioned what he had gained. More and more omnics were dying, the hate and targeted violence was only getting worse, and if anything, omnic rights were being pushed back on more than ever... Was wanting a better life and to protect those he cared for as bad as those around him made it out to be? would the humans not do the same or are they just to hypocritical to admit it?

Smoke blowing through his fans as he took a deep breath, gravel and dirt crunching underfoot. He was barely paying attention until the sound was different, softer in a way. Beneath his foot lay a crumpled, torn, and scorched piece of paper. From the folded up edge he could see text scrawled across it, kicking it over the words sat heavy in his processors. "Omnics against Null Sector. Stand against the war, Stand with your human brothers and sister."

His owe people... turned against him. Did they not realize he was doing this all for them? That the weight of their pain is what sat on his shoulder driving him to do all that he's done... Are they really all that blind? Or was it simply ignorance? Were they choosing to not see his reasoning... The simple black words on tattered paper stirred something within him, a rage he hadn't felt since Mondatta disavowed him... bubbling in his core was a white hot fury that only left him with one thought... "They will receive my aid whether they like it or not..."

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Fit Check

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ramattra but i put that man's hair up

forget-me-not-semicolon

Thinking about kindergarten AU where Ram is a single dad with Echo and Orisa as his adopted daughters, Zen is their babysitter. Ram falls in love with him, and everyone knows about that except Zen.