Ramattraxreader Stories

Reader can be any gender, can be romantic or platonic! Ramattra ponders his life while you sleep in his lap, he likes you quite a bit

(Y/n) takes a trip to the Shambali Monastery to learn how to fix her omnic friend, but in doing so, she gets the attention of the leader of Null Sector--who believes she's there to cause harm to his people. And with the knowledge she gains from Zenyatta during her stay, she could do worse than just that to his entire race. | - Ramattra x Female Reader - Slow-ish burn cuz you can't change his view on humans overnight🫶(but I'll give y'all some crumbs throughout to enjoy🤭) - Hint: actions speak louder than words (aka pay more attention to what he does than says) - If you don't know the lore (about OW/Ramattra/omnics...) that's alright. I treat y'all like you've never heard any of this so your knowledgeability or lack thereof won't detract from the story - I also include images of all the pre-existing characters so you know who they are - I did research to adhere to canon but I might deviate from it or get things wrong (apologies) - All of the character's in-game abilities are assumed to be canon so they'll be included - It starts a bit slow in Act 1 cuz you can't do much other than talk, but it'll pick up (especially in 2 & 3)

(Ramattra x reader.) • I feel the cool tip press against my chin, tilting my head upwards where I could recognize the feeling of wood smooth against my skin. The cuff on my neck strains against my throat, causing a gasp to draw into my lungs-the forceful lift of my head easily unblocking my airways for just a few moments. My eyes train on the figure overheard, half-lidded and hazy "Thank you.." I manage through a strangled breath. • • The world outside seemed like such a beautiful place. Months ago, (Y/n) had awoken with no memory of her past-mind assumed to be altered as a result of the genome editing attached to her files. Experiments have left her with ethereal wings, an emblem of her existence as a pawn and experiment 495. Every day was the same and she had grown used to the repeated routine-simply basking in the comfort the small window within her room provided and showcasing the landscape outside for curious (e/c) eyes. The opportunity for escape finally arises and in a panicked haze: she seizes it, fleeing the facility that held her captive for so long. A bird finally set free from the confines of the ground. Her newfound freedom takes an unexpected turn when she crosses paths with a formidable omnic. This imposing machine was tainted in shadows and cut out from the deafening chaos surrounding him. Despite every instinct in her body telling her to run, she closed her eyes, allowing the darkness to simply envelope her. • • • Warning: Gore. Please point out grammar errors, English isn't my first language. DISCLAIMER: NONE OF THE ART IN THIS BOOK BELONGS TO ME.