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In my Memory

Ship: Raph x Reader

Summary/Warning: Angst. There was an accident and love makes people hang on when they should let go.

By default - Aged Up (18+) Bayverse Turtles, Reblogs are MUCH appreciated! Comments too! My askbox is open for all sorts of messages and requests! (currently taking Raph aligned ones)

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(this might be the last angst for a while. We'll see... Anyone who wishes to be on the list let me knoooooow)

"You smell something?" You looked up from your spot on Raph's bed. "Something's burning."

Raph paused his push-up reps. "Probably Leo got to the toaster again," he snickered. "Donnie gonna have his head."

You smiled. "Yeah, most likely," you said. "Are you coming to bed?"

"Yeah, I think I am done here." He got up and stretched a little.

You snickered and stretched your arms to him. "C'mere you big brute."

He didn't let you wait long. He was right there next to you, wrapping his big arms around you, holding you close and safe.

~~~~~~

"Do you think Donnie can fix my phone?" You asked the next day.

You were lounging on top of your boyfriend watching him pay Animal Crossing. It was a secret just between the two of you.

"He should be, I'll pop by his lab and ask how's it going," Raph replied. "Get. Out. Stupid. Duck." His little avatar was smacking Gloria in the head. "It's been long enough, like couple weeks, no?"

"Yeah, something like that." You stroked his arm. "Am I not too heavy to lay on top of you like this?"

"I've told you before, you're light as a feather," he replied and kissed your head. "Finally!" he exclaimed when Gloria announced she's moving out.

"Why did you have her in the first place?" You giggled.

"Mikey. He got my Switch and decided to prank me," he grumbled.

"That's Mikey for you."

~~~~~~

You stood on the roof, enjoying the morning breeze and the sunrise. Pros of dating a ninja turtle your daily schedule was kinda off, allowing such things more frequently than not. The light breeze went right through your hair as you watched Raphael parkour his way over the roofs to you. The gravity meant nothing for him.

He had always been there for you. The great, red protector. Ready to sacrifice himself.

As he got closer you could tell he was annoyed. He landed next to you. He was buzzying as his irritation just radiated off of him. You smiled and sat down on the edge of the roof. This was going to be one of those Leo rants.

"-and he doesn't listen! Like I wasn't even there!! He always does that! If he just listened-," he grumbled stomping about, trying to walk off the energy.

You walked up to him, stood on your tippy toes and hugged him tight. "Shh," you tried to sooth him. "But the mission was successful?"

"Yeah, it was..." he admitted reluctantly. His arms were around you.

"Then for now that's good, you should really talk to him, you know? Really tell him how you feel," you said softly.

"Have you been watching any weird shows with Mikey again?" He snorted, nuzzling his forehead to yours.

"No, I didn't," you laughed a little. "You know that."

You stayed close, just basking in each other. "I need to go home soon," You said after a while.

"I know but... this with you is good for now," he replied.

"Okay."

~~~~~~

When you walked into the lair everything was so quiet. Splinter was sitting by the kitchen table, stroking the scarf Raph knitted him once. There was Leo, mindlessly going through his practice. Donnie by his monitors, watching one in particular, as if frozen in place. The atmosphere was strangely heavy.

You noted the rough shape everyone was in.

"Where's Mikey?" You asked.

"He's in the Needle Room," Raph replied quietly, squeezing your hand a little. You noted the tension in him. The clenched jaw, eyes fixed on the entrance to the Needle Room.

"Raph?" You turned to him. "It's okay."

"No, it's-"

Suddenly he got cut off when Donnie grabbed the edge of his desk and flipped it over. He yelled loudly and everyone stared at him in anticipation.

He slumped into the chair, hiding his face in his hands. Leo stopped his work-out and ran to his brother. Their father approached them and the three hugged pressing their head together.

"You have to be strong my sons," Splinter said softly. "The worst hasn't happened yet."

You turned to Raph. He was biting his lower lip, eyes shut and shivering as his tears slowly went down his face.

"Babe," you sighed and stroked his cheeks. "Let's go see Mikey."

"What if I don't want to?" He looked to the side. Not wanting for you to see him.

"But you do," you said. "He needs you."

You hugged him tightly. "I need you," he whispered into your ear.

"I won't be going anywhere," you promised.

Slowly, you both headed towards the Needle Room.

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Raph's entire being screamed to not go. The sounds around him were muted aside of this constant high pitched noise from somewhere. The closer the two of you got to the room the stronger the smell of burning got. The heat licked over his scales and sank through into his bones.

Raph could swear his heartbeat was so loud he could hear it coming from the outside. His feet were dragging. Each step thundering over the metal flooring. Finally, both of you were there. At the mouth of the Needle Room.

He looked at you. Swallowed heavily. His hand trembled in yours.

"It's okay, you're almost there," you assured him.

He reached toward your face and pushed the hair covering half of it out of the way. He sucked the air in.

His mouth dried. You smiled.

"I am so sorry," he said, his voice becoming hoarse, wet. "I am so sorry." He felt to his knees.

"It's okay, I don't blame you," you spoke softly, hugging him to your middle. "You got me out. My hero."

You stroked his head, holding him close as a terrible sob broke through.

"I need you to do something for me," you spoke.

"No." He shook his head.

"I need you to go back to your brothers."

"No, no," he repeated. His eyes were bloodshot, he could feel his throat closing up. How could it be closing up, it wasn't even real!

He desperately clung to you. The scraps your clothes became as reality started to seep through.

"Please, please," he begged, desperately sucking in air between the sobs.

"They need you more than I do, you saw it."

He wept on the floor, your broken hero. Failed saviour. He was so cruel to himself.

"You did your best."

You pulled him up. It was so easy now, despite your form slowly crumbling up.

"please, come with me," he begged you but you shook your head. Your hair spreading embers.

"it's not how it works." Gently you pulled yourself out of his grip.

"I will be so lost without you, Mikey will miss you! Donnie, dad, even Leo!"

You placed the last ghost of a kiss on his lips. Then you pushed him inside.

"No!" He cried out and gasped for air as his eyes opened up.

His throat hurt, his eyes burned and he couldn't move. He saw Mikey, with his arm on a sling ran out of the Needle Room.

Raph was alive.

#bayverse raph #2pov #angst #f!reader

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Helloo! Do you mind writing a rise raph x reader(romantic) where it’s kind of a confessing under the rain type of scene? I don’t have a specific prompt so you can do whatever but the idea is so adorable to me <3

rise raphael x gn reader

You and Raph have weekly walks.

It’s when you have nothing to do the next day and so the two of you walk at night without worrying about anyone seeing him and wihtout worry of you getting less sleep.

It means a lot to him that you’re willing to go into public with him and risk being seen with a huge monster. But it also means a lot to you that he goes on walks with you on the ground where people can easily see him.

Halfway through your walk, a drop of rain hits your nose. Immediately, there’s an arm around your waist pulling you under an awning of a shop.

You twist in his grasp to look up at him to thank him, but instead smile at how intently he’s peering up at the sky with a tense look on his face. Focusing so hard to see if it was going to rain more.

He got his answer.

Buckets of rain started to fall and he pulled you even closer to his front to try and squeeze the both of you under the small awning.

“Guess we’ll be stuck here for a while.”

“…I wouldn’t mind…” Raph mutters so quietly you could barely hear it.

You pretended you didn’t hear it, but you did. Despite the cold wind, you felt your body grow heated. Did he like you?

You glanced up at him and caught him already staring at you.

It seemed like he did.

#rise raph #2pov #fluff #gn!reader

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raph-x-reader-logs · 8 days

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Raphael (NSFW Alphabet)

Bayverse Raphael x F!Reader

Our big guy is my second installment. Word Count: 1700. Mentions of exhibitionism, dirty talk, choking, and just general debauchery. I love him.

Raph is a brash, sassy, and gruff person most of the time around most people. It’s a blatant act. It takes extremely little to reveal an extremely sincere, loving, protective, passionate soul, and it’s a side of him reveals to his partner often. ESPECIALLY in the bedroom. Sex is extremely intimate with him, even if he’s being rough.

Enjoy!

A- Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) - Raph is the one who needs aftercare tbh. He’s a little clueless about what aftercare even is though. He’s loopy and tired and he just wants to kiss and hold you, and unless you speak up and ask for water, a towel, wipes or a snack- he will stay right here with his arms around you. He's a touchy guy, okay? It feels like he’s recharging. If you try to get up, he will pull you back and whine, “What do you think you're doing,” and if you tell him you that you need something he will push you back down, huddle you into the pillows and blankets and go get said items for you.

B - Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners) - He loves his arms and tattoos and scars. He knows he looks cool. But he does NOT know he is attractive. Or sexy. Verbal affirmations are overwhelming, especially about his appearance. So be gentle with him about that haha. On you, on the other hand. Ass man. Ass man. Ass man. Ass man. He is checking you out, he is grabbing you, he’s spanking and pinching your ass 24/7.

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum) - He needs you close physically. He is grabbing you and holding you close. In missionary he always presses his forehead to yours. Doggy, he nuzzles your hair and buries his face in your shoulder. He loves when you hold his face and keep your eyes on him when it hits. He swears a LOT, and he’s trying to breathe, so if he kisses you it’s super super messy and pathetic in the midst of orgasm. If you’re going down on him or if he’s going down on you, he’s always searching for your hand. Will grasp your hand or arm, and oral get’s intense for both parties, giving or receiving so the connection is needed.

D - Dirty Secret (A dirty secret of theirs) - Actually doesn’t watch porn. He doesn’t like it, and he associates it with a lot of the bad people he faces topside. Feels dirty and thinks it's a dishonorable thing. He doesn't know he's the only one.

E - Experience (How much experience do they have) - Because how little exposure he allows himself to sex, and how little he’s entertained the thought of actually having a partner, he is going in completely- and utterly - blind. At least beyond basic, basic 'what goes in what' stuff. He has no idea what he’s doing. But that won’t stop him from pretending he knows. If he’s allowed complete control the first time, it will end HORRIBLY, so please PLEASE don't let him take over. Allow him to slow down and mess up, he will feel so big and clumsy and ugly so he requires lots of affection and reassurance. And PRAISE. He's a super, super fast learner.

F - Favorite Position - He isn’t picky, but he loves when you get him to relax against the headboard with all the pillows and you ride him. He loves that comfort and he gets to watch and touch and feel as much as he wants. But if he has to pick a favorite…he loves doggy. He feels big and strong and he loves that he can kiss and talk to you in the same moment he can pull back and enjoy the view.

G - Goofy (How goofy are they?) - He won’t goof off until you do, but damn it’s a relief when you do. He feels enormous pressure to do well by you and not hurt you. So when you flirt or joke it’s an enormous relief. Give him some time to get used to fucking because he loves to laugh and tease you.

H - Hair - He does not care.

I - Intimacy (How are they during the moment) - Raph doesn’t really know he does this, but intimacy comes so naturally to him. There are moments when he’s almost innocent in how much he fucking adores you and needs you. So it can get super emotional super super fast.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) - Masturbation is pretty low on his list of stress relief. When he’s frustrated or stressed or anxious he is in the gym. Then he has like twelve other different hobbies outside of the gym he falls back on often. There isn’t a whole lot of privacy in the lair, and out of everyone he isn’t that desperate for privacy either.

K - Kink (One or more of their kinks) - Raph learns very, very quickly that he’s super into dirty talk and praise and begging. Giving and receiving. Words of affirmation are super big for him, and it shows in the bedroom. He loves reassuring you and telling you how much he wants and needs you. If you beg for him he'll give you literally anything you want. Very big into choking or holding you down. You weight two pounds to him, so manhandling you in bed or even standing is so exciting for you both.

L - Location (Favorite places to do the deed) - He doesn’t like anything super sexual around his family, but he does not care anywhere else. He doesn’t care if ya’ll are at risk of being seen or caught or heard- if you are down, he is down and he will make it work.

M - Motivation (What turns them on) - Okay, he’s a slut for your body, so your ass, for one. The second most motivating thing is compliments and physical affection. You start feeling up his arms or waist or dipping your hands in his back pockets, all while telling him how handsome he looks right now- he’s sold instantly.

N - No (Turn Off’s) - Doesn’t like it when his family is around. He wouldn't want to be in a threesome ever. Not at all into the thought of someone else touching you.

O - Oral (Preference in giving/receiving) - He loves the pleasure of receiving, and there are times when he NEEDS the worship and loving's from you. But damn…he prefers to give, and he is really, really, good at it. Really good. He could eat you out for hours and hours. He gets pussy drunk so easily, especially if you're praising or begging for him, or scratching and petting his head. Damn he loves it.

P - Pace (Are they fast/rough or slow/sensual?) - He can do both. He sometimes gets a little lost in the moment and is especially when he’s close, so he can get a bit rough. He struggles to stay slow, especially if you’re talking to him and petting him.

Q - Quickie (Their opinions on quickies) - He likes them a lot, because it makes him feel desired and attractive. If it’s been a while and you REALLY need him in an area around his family (say, at the lair) he gets SUPER nervous and subby. Will do whatever you want.

R - Risk (Are they games to experiment? Do they take risks, etc) - Raph is the kind of guy who falls into a routine, so while new stuff isn't a problem, he might take it as he’s doing something wrong or ‘you're not satisfied with him anymore’. So just a lot of communication and assurance will make him an easy sell.

S - Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last) - Superhuman stamina. He could have you in bed all day.

T - Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them?) - With lots and lots of assurance and communication, Raph wouldn’t see toys as an insult or replacement for him. He would be uncomfortable and a tad bit insecure at first, especially at first, and is NOT the type to have his own collection. But with time and age he would master them. He wouldn’t like to tie you up often. He likes you touching and holding him too much.

U - Unfair (How much do they tease) - Give him some practice and confidence and you will unlock a horrible GREMLIN of a tease. He will tease, flirt, tempt and touch literally all the time, in and out of the bedroom. PDA be damned.

V - Volume (How loud they are, what sounds?) - Raph’s more growly and grunty by default, and he swears a lot. He likes to talk, and he gets good at it quickly, but his sounds only start getting strained, desperate and emotional the closer he gets.

W - Wild Card (Random) - He’s so big, that one time you came just from his dick pushing into your pussy. It lives rent free in his head and it boosts his ego for ages…

X - X-Ray (What's going on in those pants) - Team cloaca, here. Raph is fucking…huge. Giving him a bj is a sloppy, wet and messy event. You need tons of prep, lots of foreplay and lube despite all the extra lubricant from both of you. He is large, even proportionate to him and that means he's massive in comparison to you. It’s a lot of work to get him inside of you and it’s kind of the opposite of a problem for you both.

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive) - He yearns for you all the time. His drive is enormous, and he could hole up with you somewhere for days and never leave, if it was possible. But your desire for him matters greatly, so his desire for sex depends greatly on yours. If you want to fuck, he will make that happen, but if you don’t want fuck, he REALLY doesn’t want to fuck. If you turn him down once, it will be your turn to initiate the next time you are in the mood.

Z - ZZZ (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards) - Depends on the circumstances. He is a very sexual person, so a good fuck won't necessarily be what tires him out. But if you're loving on him and giving that physical and verbal affection, and he knows that there is nothing left to do but cuddle and fall asleep; he will pass out instantly. But be careful. He's heavy, it's hard to wake him up, and he snores.

#bayverse raph #spice #2pov #gn!reader #this is great op thank you for the food

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TMNT 2012 Raphael Hamato x Reader 🍋 - Rough and Tumble

🥀 Commissioned by: @psypeachi

🥀 For questions about commissions, or to view full or partial commissions like this one, visit my Commission Diary for more info!

🥀 Part one here!

🥀 Divider belongs to @benkeibear

🥀 Summary: After dating Rap for almost a year, he begins to ache for you...

🥀 Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, smut, porn w/ plot, unprotected sex, creampie, face sitting, oral (m receiving), p in v sex, dirty talk, teasing, dom!Raph, sub!reader, fem!reader, first time, virgin!Raph, virgin!Reader

🥀 Word Count: 4,175

Your relationship with Raph had been an utter whirlwind up until this point, starting on that faithful night, lying in your bed eating pizza and dripping grease on your cocktail dress. Nearly a year had passed since then, and not a day went by that the two of you weren’t absolutely enamored with one another. Raph hardly ever spoke of anything but you, gushing to his brothers behind your back, even more excruciatingly often than Donnie had over April. He held you in the highest regard- you hung the moon in his eyes, but he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t been disappointed with the pace of things.

Though he’d never gathered the courage to profess it, Raph had an ache for you that no amount of kisses or cuddles could cure. He hungered- no, starved for you in a way that destroyed his sense of morality when he looked at you, blinking at his advances without a clue in the world. He felt endless guilt for the way he pictured your body and the unspeakable things he wanted to do to it, coupled with that innocent face you had. But the corruption was part of the fun.

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“Honey!” you beamed cheerfully, strolling into the lair. “I’m home, and I brought you something!”

“Well, hello to you too,” Leo grumbled, playfully rolling his eyes as he sat in a beanbag, flipping through TV channels.

“Sorry, Leo!” you rubbed the back of your neck sheepishly. “I didn’t even see you, I was just excited to see-”

“Raph, I know.” He chuckled. “So, what’d you get him?” He asked, eyes never leaving the television.

Excitedly, you hurried over to him, crouching down at his side and pulling the contents of the bag you had out. “Our anniversary is coming up, and Raph mentioned wanting to learn how to kickbox, so I got us matching gloves and kneepads! See?” You explained, showing off one of each pair of gloves. Both were ruby red, with gold stitching and embroidery. “I even got them monogrammed! Do you think he’ll like them?”

The eldest turtle gave a kind smile as he handed you back the gift. “I know it,” he confirmed with a nod, beginning to turn his attention back to the TV. “He’s actually in the dojo now, you should go give them to him.” Without another word or thanks for the encouragement, you were gone, throwing the door to the dojo open. Leo rolled his eyes at your antics, continuing to channel surf. “You’re welcome.”

“Hi, honey!” you chirped again, your eyes falling on your boyfriend, who, upon seeing you, gleefully dropped what he was doing to run over and scoop you up.

“What’s up, baby?” He asked, pecking your lips as he set you down. “What’cha got there?”

“A present for you,” you teased, rocking from heel to toe. “Early anniversary gift.”

“Doll, you didn’t have to get me anything,” he sighed, taking the bag as you enthusiastically shoved it into his arms.

“I wanted to, besides, it’s for both of us.” you snickered while he began to dig through the bag.

“Oh my God,” he paused, shoulders slumping. “Baby, you didn’t-”

“I did.” You giggled, preparing for a hug of gratitude, which you immediately received.

“Babe, you’re the best. I love you so much, thank you.” Raph praised into your hair, his head resting atop yours. Moments later, he broke apart from you, slipping the gloves over his hands, admiring the fit and look of them.

“I got me a pair too, I thought we could learn to kickbox together!” you sang, dipping into the bag to fetch your own pair.

“Baby, I don’t know what to say, this is awesome.” He gushed, watching you with a dopey, lovesick smile.

“You don’t need to say anything, babe. But you can put up your dukes because I’m gonna kick your butt!”

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You did, in fact, not kick his butt. In fact, you hadn’t been able to land a single hit on him since you began sparring. Every punch you threw was redirected in a way that almost always landed you flat on your back, your lover looming over you with a cocky grin. Laid out on the mat for what you decided would be the last time, you huffed, growling as you shot up at him.

“What’s the matter, dollface?” Raph taunted, peridot eyes playful but full of an emotion you couldn’t place. “Gettin’ mad?”

“No!” you shouted bitterly. “I was just going easy on you!”

“Sure…” he laughed, turning his back on you, cracking his knuckles as he gloated. This was your opening. Gritting your teeth, you swept your leg out, kicking his feet out from under him before wrestling him to the floor. Before he could catch his bearings, Raph found himself in a headlock, your thighs squeezing the life from his throat as you twisted his arm and pulled it away from him.

“How’s that, huh?!” you hollered, pulling your meanest face. “You like that?!” Oh, did he. He never in his wildest dreams would’ve imagined you’d get him like this, and still be so oblivious to the effect you had on him at that. You took his silence as surrender, cheering for yourself as you rolled him into a new position, laying him out flat and sitting on his chest, arms pinned under your knees so he couldn’t escape. “Ha! I told you I was gonna kick your butt!”

Unbeknownst to you, Raph was coming undone beneath your weight, mind running free with all the most lewd ways he could take advantage of this. Ultimately, though struggling, he contained himself- that is, until you opened your mouth again, ruining his hardly-kept zen. “Not all big and bad now, are you?”

“Oh, baby, I’ll show your ass ‘big and bad’! C’mere!” With that and minimal effort on his part, you both were switched. You now laid beneath him as he straddled your waist, both of your wrists in a single hand as his other was planted firmly on your face, squishing your cheeks together.

There was a pause as dead silence hung in the air, neither of you moving a muscle, only gazing into each other’s eyes. Within seconds, your lips crashed against his, giving him all the consent he needed for now. A few soft moans tumbled over your lips in the few instances that they were unoccupied, stirring his stomach further into oblivion. His hand left your face, trailing down, lingering at your throat a moment before continuing, caressing your curves. To you, he was feeling you up, but in reality, Raph was mapping you out, meticulously learning and memorizing every dip, ridge, and curve.

A stir in the adjoined room made you both freeze, knowing that Master Splinter would punish you both to the fullest extent possible if he caught you making out in the dojo. Once all seemed clear, your beaux pulled you up from the floor before lugging you over his shoulder, much to your humiliation. “R-Raphael Hamato! You put me down this instant!” you scolded deaf ears as he continued to the door. “You are not carrying me like this in front of your brothers!” That was precisely what he was going to do.

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After what could only be described as a walk of shame, you were escorted to his bedroom, where you were immediately tossed on his bed. “W-Wait-” you halfheartedly protested.

“I’m sorry, babe,” he huffed, backing up a bit. “Guess I got kinda carried away.” he laughed sheepishly, crawling closer again. “I just…I get so riled up when I’m with you, especially when you’re on top of me like that- Fuck, you just look so pretty.”

Though it wasn’t uncommon for him to compliment your looks, the way he said it made you feel like it was the first time hearing it. It felt just like how he showered you with praise that first night.

“Y-You think I’m pretty when I sit on top of you..?” you repeated, more to hear it from your own lips than to have the statement clarified. He simply nodded in response, eyes glued to your lips, leaning in as if he wasn’t actually in tune with the world around him.

“The prettiest, baby,” he muttered, capturing your kiss again, crawling between your bent knees to loom over you like before. “So so fuckin’ pretty…”

“Raph, you’re making me nervous…” you confessed between kisses. “You’re not usually this forward…”

For a moment, he backed away again, the image of you rejecting his advances flashing through his mind. Mossy eyes peered up into yours, searching for anything to indicate emotion, but fell short- you were so conflicted. On one hand, you’d never had much sexual experience, and the thought of potentially being a bad lay terrified you. You’d heard stories of boys dumping girls due to lack of experience, and no matter how close you two were, that fear was nearly impossible to shake. Though, on the other hand, it was hard to ignore the way his praise made you melt like you were digesting magma- so was the way your legs shook at the prospect.

“Sorry…” he finally sighed, out of breath while his fingers absent-mindedly gripped at any bit of you they could reach. “I’m not tryna’ make you uncomfortable but,” he paused, breath hitching in his throat as he pictured you. “Baby I want you, so so so bad.”

The revelation left you reeling, fuzzy-headed with tummy churning. Suddenly, everything was so clear. It all made sense, the positions you find yourselves in, the way he’d shower you with compliments so close to your ear you could hardly hear them. “Y-You…” you trailed, breathing labored, and stuck in your windpipe. “Want me...?”

Raph sighed, finally you understood how he burned for you. “Yes, baby. I want you real bad. You have no idea the shit I wanna do to you.” Seeing you ease into the idea, he took the liberty of lifting your hand, planting kisses up your arm. He thought it’d be a romantic way to gently push forward, but all that went out the window when he heard you softly whimper:

“Show me how bad…?”

In an instant, he was on you, kissing your lips roughly, guiding your arms around his neck while he slowly began to trail down your jaw. This wasn’t the first time you’d made out to the point of fondling and drooling all over each other’s throats but this time was special- you could feel it. You whined under his touch as his cold fingers inched up under the hem of your shirt. Writhing at the sensation, you instinctively arched your back in a vain effort to be closer to him. Chuckling at you, he slipped an arm under your back, holding you against him as he gnawed at your flesh, leaving mild bruises peppered along your neck and should as he went. “Oh, Raph…” you cried, overwhelmed by the lust bubbling inside you.

“Love it when you say my name like that,” he purred into your collarbone. “Fuck, I wanna do everything to you…”

“Tell me…” you whispered, barely audibly. “Tell me all the dirty things you think about…”

Raph shuddered, hearing those words in your voice as he buried his face into your shoulder. “Wanna taste that sweet pussy of yours, fuck this throat,” he groaned, fingers ghosting over your flesh, threatening to choke you. “Want you to ride me ‘til the sun comes up.”

“Is that all?” you muttered, struggling to keep a confident face as his words hit straight to your womb.

“Not even close, baby.” He smirked against your skin. “Want you every way.”

Sitting up against him, you began to shift positions. You were tired of laying there, letting him do all the work- you needed to show that you wanted him equally so. “In that case,” you said airily, popping up on top. “I'm all yours, baby.”

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Raph was beginning to feel a sting in his bottom lip, having now definitely broken skin. Biting it was the only thing he could do to keep himself together. His fingers had tangled themselves in your hair as one arm rested behind his head for support. You’d never thought he’d be so vocal when experiencing pleasure, but there he was, lounging in bed, moaning, whining, cussing, and praising all at the same time. It made you sticky knowing you were doing this to him, reducing him to putty in your hands- or rather in your mouth.

It had taken you a minute to get the hang of this, and a few directions from him, such as “A-Ah, no teeth baby- fuck yeah, that's it!” but you felt like you were a pro at this point. Diligently, your head bobbed you and down nearly his full length, only stopping when your nose smooshed against his shell or his tip tickled the back of your throat.

“Oh my God, you’re so fuckin’ good at this, baby.” he groaned guiding your head gently. “Taking this dick like a fuckin’ champ.” You hummed in response, loving his praise and how you made him feel. “Can’t wait to eat up that little pussy, gonna make you feel so good, baby.”

Jaw tired, you decided to take his talkativeness as an opportunity for rest, pulling off him with a pop. Instead, you nuzzled your face against his crotch, languidly pumping him in your fist. “Tell me how you want me baby.” you cooed, peppering kisses along his shaft.

“Fuck, you're gonna make me cum if you keep talkin’ like that…” he groaned, bucking his hips up, missing the warmth of your mouth.

“I better stop then…” you teased lustily, halting your motion altogether and releasing your grip just enough so all he could feel was your fingertips and palm ghosting against him.

“Baby, don’t do this to me,” Raph whined, eyes screwed shut and breathing heavily. “Damnit, I was so close.” You peered down at him, a mischievous smile playing on your lips as you stifled a giggle. It felt amazing to be in control of him after all this time. The power was intoxicating, that was until he grew tired of your taunts and ripped it away from you.

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All you could do was scream, hoping nobody else could hear your hysterics as your hips bucked, begging for amazing friction. You were now reduced to ankle socks and a bra, pushed up to reveal your bouncing breasts. Completely naked from the waist down, you now sat, knees on either side of his head, riding his face. The way his tongue worked you was overwhelming, bringing tears to your eyes, as you sobbed for him. “O-Oh my God, Raph-! I-It feels so-!” You were hardly able to form coherent thoughts, let alone sentences. “Good!”

Beneath you, Raph burring himself between your thighs, tongue parting your labia and suckling on your swollen clit like it could have been his last meal, moaning the entire time. You were delicious, sweeter tasting than he could’ve possibly imagined. He was addicted to the lack of air, suffocated with your needy heat. It was enough to make him absent-mindedly rock his hips with the rhythm of yours. He might have touched himself had it not been for the grip his hands had on your hips that he was unwilling to part with.

The feeling came upon you so suddenly that you almost didn't recognize it. It wasn’t like when you’d done things by yourself, there was no build-up, no knot snapping taught. It was as if he’d pushed a button that instantly sent you over the edge. “B-Baby!” you shrieked, almost frightened of the spontaneous intense wave of pleasure washing over you. “I-I think I’m-!” Before you could finish your decree, a long, cracking, needy croon was fished from your throat as you rode out the sudden orgasm.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby girl, let it all out,” your lover encouraged, voice muffled as he continued to work you through your high. “Cum all over my face, pretty-pretty.” You did as he commanded, doing nothing to stop your sweet cream from glazing his mouth and cheeks. Exhausted and emotional, you slid down him and your shoulders slumped as you put your weight in your palms, resting them on his chest. “God, you’re so fuckin’ pretty when you cum.” He smirked, rubbing your thigh comfortingly.

“You need a minute, baby?” He asked, smiling gently up at your flushed face. To his surprise, you urgently shook your head in protest.

“N-No! I’m not done.” you decided, sliding down his plastron. “I wanna go all the way with you…” Your answer stunned him a bit and his smile faded.

“Are you sure, doll? You look pretty tired.” he rationalized. “If we stop here, I won’t be mad, I’ll just finish myself off later.”

Your heart melted at his concern for your comfort, but you still refused. “No,” you huffed, mounting his lap. “I wanna feel you inside me,” You could feel his cock stiffen against your overly sensitive clit, making your hips twitch on contact. Suddenly, a tear slipped from your pleading eye and you looked into him needily. “Please, Raphael…” He tensed, you only used his full name when it was urgent. “I need you to make love to me…”

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Initially, the anguish was nearly unbearable, forcing him to pull out several times, but eventually, you got used to the full feeling, only needing now to overcome the sting. Raph was a perfect gentleman throughout, staying perfectly still unless instructed otherwise, and letting you take the lead. “T-Touch me, please…” you begged, needing some sort of distraction from the pain. His palm quickly found your breast, groping and admiring it with one hand while the other stayed on you, keeping you firmly planted against him.

“You have the nicest body, (Y/N)...” he soothed, brushing a thumb over your perked nipple. “Perfect tits, smooth skin, pretty face,” he rambled on, showering you with compliments, waiting for your face to unwrinkle. When it didn’t he thought of something else. “Here, doll,” he cooed, taking both hands off you to guide yours up to your chest. “Play with these for me, ‘kay?” You nodded, obediently fondling yourself with little shame. One hand found its back home on the hump of your hip, while the other came up to your lips, prompting you to wet the fingers. You did so, parting your lips and sucking both thick digits before watching them sink between your thighs.

Soothed by the aid, you hardly even notice when you’d begun to rock your hips, seeking more stimulation against your clit. At first, the movement was minuscule, but soon, you bounced enough to feel his tip bottom out, making you shriek. Beneath you, Raph groaned gutturally at deep penetration and the way you clenched around him when surprised. As if everything fell into place at once, you nodded, ready to officially begin. Wasting no time, he began pumping into you at a painfully slow pace with deep, meaningful strokes.

You hated this, though you couldn’t place why. It was like he was teasing you going so slowly. “R-Raph…faster…” you whimpered, hands roaming your own body. That was all the consent he needed to kick it up a gear, clamping both hands on your hips and picking up pace to a steady rhythm. Before you knew it, you were on cloud nine, bouncing yourself in time with his thrusts, gaining momentum and speed as time drug on.

“Ahhh,” he sighed, brows knitting together. “Yeah, baby just bounce on my cock, you know just what to do, don’t you?”

“Uh-huh,” you mumbled, lost in never before felt pleasure.

“You love riding my dick, don’t you princess?” He asked, breathing heavily, trying to distract himself from cumming too early from the excellent squeeze you offered.

“Yes, sir.” you replied with a breathy moan, head thrown back in pleasure.

“How much?” he pressed, the pace picking up to breakneck speed as he brutalized your cervix.

“So fucking much!” you gasped, nearly screaming at the tension building inside as he pounded into you.

“Tell me how much you love riding this dick, baby,” he demanded. “C’mon and be a good girl and tell me,”

Humiliation bubbled inside of your stomach in a way that fueled your fire. Face beet red you shyly muttered: “I-I love…r-riding your dick…” Suddenly, all stimulation ceased and Raph fell as still as the eye of a storm. Looking down, you panicked, slightly annoyed. “W-What? Why’d you stop?” He ignored you, a cocky grin playing on his lips. “G-Go, please!” you begged, even trying to lift yourself off of him to bounce on him again, but his grip on your waist held you cemented to him, but still starving. “W-What gives, babe? Please go!”

“Louder.”

“W-Wha-?” you blushed impossibly deeper, confused and frustrated to bits.

“Say it louder,” he repeated unrelenting.

“Raph-!” you squealed, clicking the pieces together. “Enough games, please!” You continued to struggle against his grip to fuck yourself on his cock, to no avail.

“I’m not gonna finish fucking you until you scream for me.” he flirted darkly. “I want everyone to know who makes you feel this good.” You resisted further, before finally giving in.

“I-I love riding your dick…” you said, nearly in a normal speaking voice. Still, he refused to move.

“What’s that? I couldn’t hear you?” He teased, leaning closer as if to hear you better.

“I said I love riding your dick!” barely shouted, relieved to feel the very slightest friction.

“One more time, with feeling and I’ll give it to you so good,” he promised, shallowly rocking his hips. “One more time, baby, loud and proud for me.”

“Please fuck me baby, I love riding your fucking dick!” you finally cried out, gritting your teeth and screaming lewdly into the air when he started again, pounding into you harshly.

“Atta girl!” he purred, locking in on finishing you for good. “You’re so good for me, aren’t you, princess?”

“Y-Yes!,” you gasped, both to the question and just as a general statement. “Yes, yes, yes yes, oh, right there!”

“Fuck baby,” Raph crooned, his toes curling as tension built in his stomach. “You feel so damn good.” As if on cue, he shuddered, coming undone even more quickly upon feeling your messy hole clench around him.

“G-God, Raph, I’m so close!” you wept, slopping rutting your hips against his. “I-I’m gonna-!” Words tumbled over your lips, but the capacity for thought had long since dissolved, only being replaced with a lust that would permanently alter your brain chemistry.

Laid out under you, Raph was in a similar state, mind fogged by your visage and feel and the fact that he had you all to himself. “C-Can’t believe you’re all mine,” He mumbled through gritting teeth and furrowed brows. “Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine-” He began to chant in tune with his brutal thrusts until finally, he tipped over the edge with a string of obscenities.

Likewise, you’d also been reduced to less than coherent speech, simply moaning and whimpering, having entirely given up talking dirty. You could feel it when he came- the bruising grip his fingers had on your thighs, the ache in your tummy from how he’d rearranged your guts, even the warm spurt that filled any gaps his cock hadn’t been able to occupy. Not that you could put two and two together, too focused on your own orgasm as it just began to breach.

The sensation rocked you, filling you with a buzzy warmth you’d never been able to achieve before. It felt so special to feel this for the first time with someone you loved, you thought as you came down from your high, still seeing white. Absent-mindedly, your hands blindly searched for his, unsure for a moment if it had been a dream. You were relieved to feel his large hand envelope yours, softly caressing your fingers with his thumb.

“I’m right here, baby,” he soothed, almost as if he’d read your mind. “I ain’t goin’ nowhere.” You smiled at this, tiredly pushing against him to give just enough space for his softening member to flop out of you. You shuddered at the empty feeling and the way his seed leaked out of you in what felt like gallons. Not caring enough to clean up right away, you simply laid ontop of him, head resting just under his chin.

“I love you…” you said, as less of a reminder than a need for validation in your fragile state.

“I love you too, dollface.” he sighed, petting your hair. “Thanks for trusting me.”

“Mhmm…” you hummed in response, threatening to nod off.

“Think this’ll happen again?” he wondered aloud, propping his head up with a bent arm.

“Maybe…” you replied softly, secretly wishing he’d shut up and let you sleep already.

“Well, if it does, we should probably use a condom next time.”

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#2012 raph #spice #2pov #f!reader

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Snap call

Summary: You send him nudes while he is on patrol, and Raph isn't quite happy about it.

A/N: I've been working on this for a couple of days! Hope you like it :) To that person who's been asking for Nightwatcher smut, wink, wink

Warnings: 18+ /NDNI / Breeding / sending nudes / Nightwatcher!Raph / Raph is around his early 30's / super brief ass-eating / dirty talking/dom!Raph

It is past midnight when he slips through the narrow window of your apartment’s room, still wearing his vigilante armor. His labored breaths rumble within the helmet, delivering them with a metallic tint that makes you tingle.

"Do you think you're funny, sending dirty pics all night while I'm on patrol?" He says, his voice raw as he approaches. It only takes him a few swift strides to stand beside you. The metallic clang of his boots on the floor sends a shiver down your spine, building anticipation. “Strip, now.”

A grin threatens to arise at the sight of him in this state, burning for you, but you bite it back, ditching the thin fabric of your pajamas in a heartbeat. The moment the last strand of clothing falls off your body, Raphael grips your arms, forcing you to turn around, back to his front. He closes the space between you. The icy metal of the Nightwatcher’s armor to your bare skin makes you gasp.

The cool of his gloves scrapes against your heated skin as his palms trail a path from your shoulders to your arms to dance lower, dipping across your abdomen and up from there. His grip tightened around your breasts. You catch your breath.

Expert fingers pinch your nipples, pulling, rolling them just enough for a soft moan to leave your lips. Raphael growls, enjoying the sound. His voice echoes through the metal helmet.

"Look at my little whore, too desperate to have me filling you up that you can't even wait for me to finish patrol?" he teases, as he keeps playing with them.

"I've been wanting this the whole evening..." you mutter, voice trembling.

"And you're not even sorry! Fucking cheeky of you," he chuckles, it's dark and sexy. "Let's fix that."

Raphael lifts the helmet from his head, placing it carefully on the bedside table. Under the room's dim illumination, the metal surface becomes a hazy, distorted mirror. He pushes you to the bed, barely giving you time to adjust on all fours before he licks a strip from your cunt to your ass. Your mouth gapes, and a whine puffs off.

"Mmm, so fucking tasty,"

His voice makes your blood run hot. Raphael sinks his face into you with not even a hint of shame as he starts fucking you with his tongue, wet and warm, impossibly soft against your pussy. He'd slide it over your clit from time to time, granting it the tiniest of attention.

You whine, pushing yourself to him, but Raph bites the inside of your thigh adequately hard to make you yelp. His hand fists your hair, pulling just enough to tingle your scalp. "Don't be greedy," he murmurs in your ear from behind. You can make out the scene of the reflection on the helmet.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

His hot breath tickles your ear. Everything he'd just done left your pussy a complete mess. You could feel the dampness dripping. God, you wanted him to fuck you stupid, nothing more. But the fear of another bite from a direct answer keeps your lips sealed.

"What’s the matter? Can't my doll think straight?" Raphael says, pushing a metal finger inside your cunt, dreadfully slow.

"Please— " your voice weak and desperate.

He smirks. "Yeah, that's more like it. But, please what?" he says, rubbing the tip of his finger on that sweet spot inside as he keeps you still by the hair. "Please stop?"

"No!" it came out so desperate you cringed. His soft chuckle soothed you a bit. "Please fuck me,"

He withdraws, emptying you. You want to jerk back to chase the delicious feeling of being full, but he halts you.

"Yeah? How bad do you want it?"

"Very— please," you whisper. His grip on your hair burns so fine, "Please, I'll be good... I'll be good."

"Fuck yes, you will," Raphael says, thrusting inside in one motion. It janks your breath off. He reaches deep, just the right spot. You can't help the lewd moan that follows.

"Look at that drunk-like smile," he tells you, letting go of your hair as he brings you up to embrace you against him. This shift has you on your knees, back resisting against his torso. The cold armor soothes the fire of your skin. Raph holds your face toward the reflection on the helmet, forcing you to watch your blissful expression. "You're such a good little slut for me. Gonna make you feel good, you want that?"

"Yes," you breathe, desperately holding his hands where they rest over your body, clenching and unclenching around his shaft.

He mutters praise in your ear, but you can't make it out as he starts pounding in and out, rhythmically, building a pace that makes your head fall back, mouth gaping while loud moans along with the filth of skin slapping fill the air.

He curses under his breath, you're tight, he says. You feel good, he's going crazy. "Touch yourself, let me see you," Raph takes your hand to drive it down to your front. You reach your clit, not losing detail of his dark gaze reflecting on the helmet, absorbing the whole scene.

It takes you a few seconds to pair his thrust with the circles over your soft nub, but once you do, it feels fucking heavenly. You make it last for as long as you can, right there where pleasure lingers strongly right before the peak. Your orgasm crashes over you, numbing everything.

"Fuck, yes, just like that- t- that's a good fucking girl,"

The pulsations of your high around his cock trigger his own, and he comes loud and long. The hot loads filling you up weaken your knees.

He holds your ground before gently placing you on the mattress, allowing his weight over you as he rests.

"Remind me to send you nudes more often," you say, once you catch your breath.

A raspy laugh pours into your ear, tickling.

#2007 raph #spice #2pov #f!reader

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There, I Said It

author’s note: so they funny thing is, I have this request that was asking for a 2012 raph but I didn’t know if this rlly fit the rest of what they wanted… so here we are it’s for the best, I don’t think they wanted angst 😂 don’t worry tho I shall do the request eventually, bear with me <3

warnings: cursing, angst

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Raph felt like he was at his breaking point. He never got that way with you, but here he was. Standing on your rooftop, sai clenched in his hands. Red bandana ends rising and falling gently with the wind. It had been awhile, since he last saw you. He didn’t know why it had come to that. And he wasn’t the type to reach out, so that’s why this had taken awhile. Figuring out his feelings wasn’t his forte. In fact, he’d much rather be punching thugs in the street and he had an inkling that he might be doing that later.

You weren’t the same. And he was going to find out why. You used to always want to be around him. The two of you were inseparable. A pair to be reckoned with. “Fuck this.” Raph grounded out, twirling his sai as he became impatient. Were you making him wait on purpose? You said you’d be here! He didn’t want to go to your window, it wasn’t neutral territory. This was, the rooftop felt more comfortable for him. If he went to your window it would bring up too many memories, visions of you and him in your bedroom. Talking, laying together. He blew out a breath.

“Took you long enough.” He said, hearing your quiet footsteps climb the fire escape. “Sorry, I got tied up,” you murmured and his eyes narrowed as he slowly turned to face you. “Really?” He questioned you. And you nodded, not walking towards him, but to the ledge, you sat, perched, staring at him. “I’ve got things I wanna say.” Raph breathed out, not liking how far you went away. No he didn’t like that at all. He closed the distance, and you crossed your legs.

“I’m listening,” your tone was mellow, casual. Did you not know how he felt? How serious this talk was about to be? Were you not torn up the same way as him? Did you not… miss him? “Something’s changed in you…” Raph started off, looking directly into your eyes, “towards me, you’re distant, cold.” And he swallowed, taking a short breath. He knew you still saw his brothers, they talked about you behind his back. He blinked back the red he saw until it cleared. Taking a deep breath. Why would you see them, and not him?

“I don’t know what I’ve done,” Raph took a couple more steps towards you. Your hands went down to grip the ledge you sat on. He was right in front of you, looking down now, at your face “but I’ll leave you alone from now on if that’s what you want.” Your mouth parted, and his head tilted to the side, closing his eyes. He waited for you to interrupt him. He wasn’t finished yet. And when he opened his eyes again he saw that you had your lips sealed once more. Your eyes tightened as you waited for him to go on.

He drew in a shaky breath, clenching his sai until his fingers hurt. He raised one arm, pointing his closed fist at you, his blade facing sideways as to not be aimed your way. “You know why I’d leave you alone?” He sucked in a hot breath, tears pooling in his eyes as he ignored it all. Ignored the ache in his chest and the way his eyes stung. “Cause I care about your feelings more than mine.”

He turned his shell towards you quickly. Pacing away, resisting the urge to run. “I love you!” His voice raised, not turning around. “There, I said it. And I mean it.” He choked with emotion. He turned his face to the side, seeing how you hadn’t moved, and you were still listening, looking at him with a expression he couldn’t discern. “I would never let anybody or anything hurt you.” His jaw ticked as he took a couple more steps, until he jumped up onto the ledge that was opposite of yours. The two of you a rooftop apart. “I’ve never felt that way about anyone,” this was spoken almost as a hushed whisper. Like as if he didn’t want you to hear it.

He lunged forward, jumping to the next rooftop, and then to the one after that. He was running now. Now that he had finally said it. He couldn’t clear his head, he needed to, so he wanted to get away. He didn’t need to hear what you had to say, he already had a few guesses. That’d be enough for now. Let you deal with his words, stew in his absence. A little taste of your own medicine. He’d give you time to think, but really it was time for himself. He didn’t know if he could handle a confession and a rejection in one night.

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author’s note 2.0: link to the tiktok inspo, i mean c’mon does this not remind you of raph?! only me!? T^T

#2012 raph #angst #2pov #gn!reader

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Fluff

Raph with S/O who has particular sleeping habits by @novasintheroom , 2POV, gn!reader, hc format

Spring Fever by @dontlookatmytmntcollection , 3POV, fem!reader , suggestive ending, Summary: Raph is upset you have to go into work.

Raphs Karma pt 1 / pt 2 / pt 3 by @tmntxreader-fics , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: You leave your best friend Raphael for school and return a few years later to a tank of a turtle. Will you be able to hide your feelings from him?

Bad Child by @tmntxreader-fics , 2POV, gn!reader, slight angst, Summary: Birds of a feather flock together. Who knew that being the dejected/temperamental sibling of the family would make you an unlikely ‘friend’?

Getting Stitched Up by @moxfirefly , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: You bandage Raph up after a fight.

First Kiss by @yorshie , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raph is a stubborn man. You can be stubborn too.

No Good, Very Bad Day by @pink-bandana-writes , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: You've been stressed and he wants to help you feel better.

A Nervous First Kiss by @captainofthedauntless , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raphael really wants to kiss you, but he's nervous about it.

Gym Buddies / pt2 / pt3 (NSFW) by @eveandtheturtles , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: You made the mistake of making New Years Resolutions with a friend and got ditched. Raph lets some things slip!

Tender Moments by @cowabungacafe , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raph thinks you're absolutely adorable.

Quiet Connection by @cowabungacafe , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: "Putting their foreheads together and just being content with each other's presence"

Homecoming Comfort by @cowabungacafe , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: "Those nights when they come home late and see you asleep on the couch and they come, pick you up and tuck you into bed with a kiss on your forehead"

If You Take My Pulse by @theawfuledges , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: It's not like he's avoiding you. When he see's you he nearly makes a fool of himself and he'd rather not deal with that..

Pining by @moxfirefly , 2POV, Suggestive, fem!reader, Summary: He wanted to eat you. Not in the full definition of the word, but the spirit of it.

Summer Loving by @zprites , 2POV, f!reader, Summary: “Well, that didn’t go as planned…”

Cuddle Time by @yorshie , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raphael's first time cuddling with you.

NSFW

Hey, Beautiful by @avery73 , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: Waking up in the middle of the night in his embrace really gets you going... He sees no problem with this.

That's Starting to Get Annoying by @moxfirefly , 2POV, fem!reader , Summary: Raph wants to spend time with you, but your phone keeps ringing.

They're Gonna Hear Us by @moxfirefly , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary:"They're gonna hear us." "Then I guess you better be quiet."

Raph Watches You From the Rooftop by @moxfirefly , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: "I can make you feel better than that pathetic toy"

Ya’ Can Repay Me In The Mornin' by @vintagereigns , 3POV, fem!reader, Summary: Raph helps you get nice and relaxed before bed.

Oh Shit.. by @moxfirefly , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: "I think the condom just broke.."

Begging by @raphsgrl , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: A short oneshot of some spicy time with Raph.

To Leave a Mark by @oozedninjas , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: "Mark me. Mark me so everyone knows who I belong to."“You’re mine”

Spotting by @faith-forgxtten-land , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: It's Valentine's Day and you want to try working out with Raph.

Differences by @moxfirefly , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: He loves how small you are compared to him.

By The Fire by @moxfirefly , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: A little warm, cozy loving with Raphie on a cold winter night.

The Naked Challenge by @theturtlelovers , 2POV, Suggestive, gn!reader, Summary: Raph decides to start things by giving you something nice to look at.

NSFW Alphabet by @dontlookatmytmntcollection , 2POV, fem!reader

Angst

Let's Trick or Treat! by @thejudiciousneurotic , 2POV, fem!reader, Angst with some Fluff, Summary: “I love you; I swear I do, but we're not wearing matching costumes”

Yellow Light by @justalotoffanfiction , 2POV, fem!reader, Angst with Fluff, Hurt and Comfort, Summary: Inspired by the song Inventor's Daughter by the Branches. Reader meets Raph for the first time and isn't scared away by him.

Be You by @moxfirefly , 2POV, fem!reader, Hurt and Comfort, Summary: Raph helps you through some doubts you have.

#bayverse raph

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Hihihi! I was wondering if you could do 2012 Raph with a soft reader who cries at being insulted but also can kick butt when necessary (but doesn’t like doing so)

I love your writing btw! It’s super good and I love reading it!

Fire Breather

author’s note: 2k12 raph is a piece of work lemme tell you, but it was fun to try and put myself in his shell so to speak, hope you all enjoy~~~

warnings: lots of cursing heh, brother conflict, comfort

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Raphael slammed a fist down on the table. “Where’s the last slice of pizza.” He said gritting his teeth in irritation. Leo rolled his eyes as he got up from the table having finished his slices, probably heading to the tv to watch his show. Donnie glanced over at Mikey who was all but sweating bullets and ignoring Raph’s menacing stare.

“Mikey, I called the last slice.” And Mikey immediately went on the defensive since ignoring would only anger his brothers increasing temper. “Yeah but you still weren’t done with yours!” Mikey said. “You always get the last slice!” Raph’s eyes blazing, “I called it this one time Mikey!” His orange brother’s head started ducking into his shell. Then Raph shot up from his seat in an attempt to grab Mikey but his brother was faster as he ran away screaming bloody murder.

“Raph I’m sorryyyyy I was hungry okay??” Mikey hollered as Raph closed the distance chasing his brother around the lair. They went tumbling to the floor as Raph tackled Mikey to the ground, easily pinning him. “That slice was gonna be for Y/n!” Raph huffed out, and as soon as it did he froze.

So did Mikey. “Who?” Donnie called from the table and even Leo peered around the television. “Uh, NO ONE,” and now he was pissed. With clenched fists he punched the ground right beside Mikey’s head and his brother squeaked, apologizing again. Raph hastily got up, he didn’t want to be questioned about you. He couldn’t believe he had said your name! He’d been so careful these past weeks. “Raph,” Leo called out from the living room but Raph kept heading for the exit, he needed to cool off.

“Raph!” Leo called out again and the red brother felt like he was gonna go crazy. “Shut up! I’ll be back,” he added on just so his brothers wouldn’t follow after him. Though he wasn’t so sure about that anymore now that Raph had piqued everyone’s interest. Leo gave in, letting his brother go, knowing he’d come back.

Out on the surface Raph kept to the shadows and he was at your building in record time. But he knew this wasn’t really a good idea, he was so angry, at Mikey and at himself. And Raph was the type to take his emotions out on other people. But he knocked on your window anyway. When the curtain was pulled back and you waved, he felt a little better. When you opened up the window, you unknowingly stoked the raging flames as you asked, “I thought you were bringing me a slice of the best pizza in the city?” It was only a tease, but it made Raph’s face harden.

“What’s wrong?” You said immediately as you climbed out of your window to join him on the fire escape. He shook his head, opening his mouth and then closing it. He didn’t want to say anything. He just knew he’d ruin everything. And that only added more fuel to the self hatred at the moment. “Raph?” you spoke softly as you gingerly reached out touching his arm. He jerked back, “Can you just be quiet?!” and then he turned away completely as he shouted “Fuck!”

You cringed away, not understanding but you breathed throughout your nose, trying to stay calm. You thought maybe if you waited in silence for a few moments Raph would turn around. But he didn’t he was as still as a statue and you didn’t want to reach out again, he hadn’t wanted you to touch him earlier. Truly you hadn’t meant to let your emotions get the best of you, but Raph yelling had triggered your tears, so when he turned only his head to glance at you, he sighed, “and here come the tears, great.” He muttered to himself but you heard every word.

Now this made you angry, so you brushed past him heading up the stairs for the roof. Grabbing his arm as you passed him and he was surprised at how strong you were as he moved to keep up with you so he didn’t trip. “What’re you doing??” Raph said sharply and you let go once on the rooftop. “Why are you being such a dick?” And Raph did a double take, hearing you curse for the first time. But he recovered quickly, crossing his arms, “god you really wanted that pizza didn’t you?” he sniffed not wanting to talk about it. You glared at him, it had never been about the pizza! As soon as you saw his face turn stoney you had been worried about him!

You scoffed, “really Raph just tell me what’s wrong!” and he turned away from you again. It was the final straw. He didn’t want to talk? Fine. One of your legs shot out and you twirled aiming for his legs as you roundhouse kicked him. Raph went down, stunned and blinking up at the New York sky. You were standing over him, then you crouched, your face above his as he looked up at you. “Raph please just talk to me,” you said like you hadn’t just planted his ass to the floor. His eyes darted away, “I had said I wanted the last slice, but my brother got it before I noticed..” he muttered out.

“That’s why you’re upset??” you exclaimed. “Well… I also lost it and said your name in front of all my brothers..” his green cheeks darkened, his eyes still not meeting yours. “And then they all started badgering me and-“ he made a frustrated noise, not continuing. “First off I don’t care about the pizza, I was teasing earlier! And second, what’s the big deal about your brothers knowing who I am?” He sighed, shrugging his shoulders, “I don’t know. I wanted to bring you that pizza.. you know since I promised and hyped it up.” You smiled down at him, and Raph continued, “and I had been keeping you a secret, ‘cause my brothers would definitely fuck with me over the fact that I got a girlfriend.”

“Raph, I’m sure you can deal with the teasing,” you knew he was still beating around the bush and you decided to lay next to him, since he still hadn’t moved. His face turned towards you, his eyes still not meeting yours. “Hey, look at me” you said quietly and he did. “What’s really on your mind?” you murmured, you hesitantly reached out touching his arm that lay next to yours. He didn’t draw back this time. He just kept staring at you. Wondering to himself how you could read him so well. “I’m pissed that- I couldn’t help but come to you. Because I wanted to see you yet I was so angry. And I couldn’t stop myself from lashing out at you, even though that’s the last thing I wanted to do,”

“Raph, I’m glad you came to me… I know you’re working on your temper.” He groaned, thinking to himself how horrible of a job he was doing with that. “Hey I can always cool you off by dropping that turtle shell,” your eyebrows waggled at him and he laughed despite himself. “You were lucky, I had that shell turned, if you remember correctly.” He was smiling now. “Well lucky for you, I only use my cool fighting skills for emergencies, I really don’t like violence.” You stuck out your tongue, and he rolled his eyes. “How convenient now that I’m ready to challenge ya!” He said trying to bait you but it didn’t work as you shook your head.

“Okay okay,” he conceded, “only when I need a good thrashing hmm?” And you laughed making him smile wider. “Exactly,” you said through your laughter.

#2012 raph #angst #2pov #f!reader

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HIIII I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THE LOVE POTION FICS WITH LEO AND DONNIE THEY’RE ADORABLE💕 Do you think you could do one With Raph, he’s already a big softy so I think I’d be adorable!

Make You Feel Loved

requests: ‘I need a Raph version of the love potion! I need to see the teddy bear just be able to let out emotion because he deserves the best!’ ‘Can You pls a Raphael version of the love potion 😩? (My main language is not english sorry)’ ‘I just saw both of the love potion oneshots that you made and HOLY CRAP THEY'RE SO GOOD so is it okay if I ask for one for Raph?’

author’s note: happy to oblige hehe, hope you all enjoy <3

warnings: FLUFF, and maybe lil’ profanity aka cursing, established relationship

> leo’s < > donnie’s < > mikey’s < > casey’s <

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“Raphie it’s okay I’m not hurt that bad,” you said reassuringly. But he wasn’t listening he had turned away from you in utter despair. The two of you had been horsing around, a game of cat and mouse. You had ran away trying to escape from the living area to his room to call a time out and collapse on his bed out of breath.

That had been the plan. Until you tripped, scrapping your knees as you fell to the concrete floor and Raph had been right behind you not expecting such a fall and had tripped right over you, practically crushing you for a couple of seconds before he regained momentum and hastily got off of you. He had apologized profusely, reaching out to help you up, “Oh gosh Y/n are you okay?? Are you hurt??” His voice strained with worry, and he looked over your body checking for wounds before you could even form a sentence. He noticed your bloody knees and gasped, “fuckkkk!” Raph slumped and started whimpering to himself thinking he was the cause of your injuries. “Raphie it’s really not that bad, they just sting a bit!”

“If I hadn’t been running so close behind you this would’ve never happened!” He said with so much sadness in his voice like your pain was his pain. Everything had gotten a lot more intense ever since Raph had ‘accidentally’ drank that love potion from the Hidden City. It had been a date, Raph wanting to show you all kinds of cool mystic things you’d never experienced. The two of you had been surrounded by what resembled a shopping market, a bunch of crazy stalls that had weird stuff for sale. One in particular had these super cheap potions and well, everyone could probably guess what happened next. Not thinking it was real, and he had been really thirsty Raph bought it, winking at you flirtatiously as he downed it in one go.

The two of you had been inseparable ever since. And you would think since the two of you had been dating that things wouldn’t be too much different, but no! Not at all! Raph was wayyy more emotional than he’d ever shown you before, not that you minded it just came as a shock when it happened all so fast. He had blinked down at you a couple times after the drink, sighing as he pulled you into an embrace in the middle of the mystic market! “Raph! We aren’t- we’re in public!” You squeaked as he only hugged you tighter. “Y/n, I love you so so so much,” Raph had said pulling back to look you in the eyes, conveying how much you meant to him. How serious he was, and you couldn’t help but giggle, “are you acting or did that potion really work?” And he shook his head sternly, “I mean it Y/n, I love you thissss much!” He said as he pulled you in for a tighter hug, squeezing the breath out of you as you tapped quickly on his arm, “okay okay I get it!!” you wheezed and he immediately let go.

“Oh shit, did I hurt you?? Oh no, I’m so sorry Y/n!” Tears were already rolling down his cheeks and you knew the potion not only worked, but it was working overtime. “Shhhh” you said trying to calm him down while simultaneously getting air back in your lungs. “You didn’t hurt me Raphie, you just made me breathless,” you joked and Raph didn’t seem to appreciate it as he sniffed. “Hey that was funny!” You harrumphed, grabbing your boyfriend’s big hand and pulling for him to follow. It took a few seconds cause there was no way you could actually move him unless he willingly followed. But he obliged, following after you sniffling as he apologized for making you breathless.

You were holding back laughs until you got back to the lair. Where all of his brothers busted out in loud laughter at the sight of their older brother, runny nosed and clinging to your hand like it was a lifeline. This for some reason wasn’t all that funny to you after about ten seconds and you glared at them all to be a little more sympathetic! “C’mon Raph,” you said pulling on his hand again to bring him to his room. Maybe the potion would wear off after he got a good nights sleep.

You hadn’t planned to stay the night but Raph begged you to get in bed with him, “just until I fall asleep!” He said quietly, as his hand engulfed yours, not letting go. “Okay but once you fall asleep I’ve gotta go!” You said climbing into bed next to him and he gave you the biggest smile, happy you were next to him. Somehow after a lot of shifting and getting comfortable you ended up tangled in Raph’s limbs, he had one arm over your stomach and one leg over both of yours. You were effectively trapped in his embrace yet you couldn’t find it in yourself to be upset, he was just so warm, and his deep rumbly churring had you falling asleep faster than ever.

You woke up to the feeling of his lips on your forehead. You groaned and felt his kisses move from there to your temples then your eyes, nose, cheeks. You couldn’t help the smile spreading, awaiting for his lips to finally meet your own. But when they didn’t you peeked your eyes open. He was smiling smugly down at you, “g’morning angel” you melted at the sound of his morning voice. “good morning my love,” it was true but you were slightly teasing since you could just tell he was still under love potion influence. The real Raph would’ve been a flustered sputtering mess to have been caught kissing all over your face, much less laying in his bed together after a night of sleeping in each others arms.

He churred at your nickname, his lips finally closing in on yours. You let your eyes close in delight, kissing him back in earnest. The two of you had to pull away for breath and you couldn’t help but blush, this was definitely a lot more than you were used to but you were not complaining! Raph leaned in again and you quickly brought up a hand to cover his lips and he groaned in dismay. “If you want more kisses like that you’ll have to catch me!” You winked as you shot out of bed, surprising him completely as he fell out of bed trying to catch up to you.

And that was the beginning to where you were now. Raph bent down, scooping you up in his arms, careful to not touch your bloody knees. “Raph I can walk!” You said more than embarrassed to be carried around with minor injuries like yours. “Shush, I’m gonna take care of you,” Raph said sounding overbearing but you knew he meant well. He hated it when you cried, hated it more when you were physically hurt, so you just let him take over. “Okay you big teddy bear,” you teased to which he ignored as he grabbed a spare first aid kit from a cubby in the main part of the lair and then carried you and the kit back to his room.

He set you down gently on his bed, then did the same with the first aid as he knelt down on the floor in front of you and opened it up looking for some disinfectant and bandages. You watched him contemplate which bandaids to choose from as you looked down at your pitiful kneecaps. They’d be bruised and have scabs for weeks. You groaned at the thought and this caused Raph to look at you worriedly and hastily choose the biggest bandaids possible. “Those look a little big don’t ya think?” You questioned as he set them aside as he grabbed the antiseptic spray. “Mmm it’s fine at least it covers everything,” Raph mumbled focused as he grabbed a cloth to wet with the spray. “This’ll burn a bit baby,” Raph warned but you were too focused on the nickname to really comprehend until you were hissing in surprise at how much it stung.

Raphael blew out a breath, “I’m really sorry,” he said tears swimming in his eyes and you reached out running your hand over his red bandana, going back to caress the back of his neck and then the top of his shell. He shuddered slightly at the contact, and then refocused, dabbing your knees gently again with the cloth as you held your breath to keep from making any more noises. When he was finished and carefully putting on the bandaids you tugged on his bandana ends. He looked up, and you planted a kiss on his nose. “Thank you,” you said sweetly, smiling at him. “Any time” he sighed lovingly, pursing his lips for you to kiss him again, but on the lips this time. You giggled, doing exactly that.

When Raph did finally come out of the love potion influence he was sooo embarrassed. He was so flustered when he saw you he’d have to turn away and regain his composure or he’d accidentally trip or stub his toe on something! He was a mess for a good couple of days before you finally talked to him about it, “Raph!” You called out to him, climbing the fire stairwell of your apartment. Reaching the rooftop and coming face to face with your tall and red boyfriend. He was so handsome you smiled giddily. He smiled at you, “Hey Y/n!” and you smirked, “what happened to angel or baby??” you teased and one of his hands flew up to his face, as he turned away embarrassed.

“Awwwe Raphie really, I enjoyed the nicknames,” you giggled and then continued, “you may not remember it but I called you my love that morning when we had slept together,” he shook his head. “I remember, you had been teasin’!” He grumbled and you reached out to him, touching his arm. “Maybe so but it’s still true..” it was your turn to blush. Both of you turning his favorite shade of red. “Really?” He rumbled affectionately, pulling you close. “Yes my love,” you said looking up at him shyly, and he wasn’t embarrassed anymore. He was smiling so big and bright, “you’re the cutest!” he gushed, rushing forward to kiss you.

#rise raphael #2pov #fluff #gn!reader

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Hi!! If your requests are open, can I please ask for just like??? Cuddling with Raph? I need to hug the big guy and just snuggle 🥹 thank you

Hello Nonnie! Thank you for requesting!

bayverse Raph x GN reader SFW (i mean its cuddling in bed though so if someone sees it over your shoulder they're gonna get ideas)

I write the turtles 23-24

“This is the worst idea you’ve ever talked me into.” Raph told you gruffly as he watched you put around his room, adding pillows and blankets to his bed and fluffing the cushions to create a sloped incline up the side wedged against the wall.

You didn’t take his grumbling to heart, after all, he was still here. Arms crossed, yes, and brow furrowed, but you could easily see the little kernel of interest, of hope, that kept his feet rooted to the spot.

“C’mon, Raphie, just climb in. I promise, this is going to work.” You told him again, shuffling up to sit on the mattress on your knees to pat the space next to the slope of pillows. “Your shell will be supported, and you get to be the big spoon.” You tacked on the final comment with a little lilt in your voice, an uptick that had his cheeks turning a muddled shade of blush over the comment.

Raph scrubbed a hand over his arm in embarrassment, shifting back and forth in a little unconscious sooth. He eyed the pillows before finally sighing and slowly crawling up his bed from the bottom, holding your gaze the whole time.

You patted a pillow helpfully, beaming at him when he paused before carefully twisting, setting his shell against the pillows and resting the comfort before relaxing.

“Now what?” He asked, the fingers of one hand finding the crease of your knee where the limb tucked back on itself, smoothing a thumb over the ticklish skin.

You hummed at him, not answering. When you flopped down on the bed next to him he belted out a grunt of surprise, tensing up while you wiggled in place and your shoulders knocked against his plastron.

“Hands, hands, Big Red, give me your hands.” You made grabby hands at him until his own much larger palms slipped into yours above your head, and you led one to wrap around your waist before giving it a quick squeeze so he’d know to keep it there. The other you rolled up on an elbow to maneuver it underneath your shoulder, guiding the dip of his elbow to the space underneath your ribs so you could lay across the swell of muscle.

“It’ll fall asleep like that.” Raph half halfheartedly protested behind you.

You turned your head just enough so he’d see your raised brow, your tone questioning even though you already knew the answer, “Do you want to move?”

“No.” The word was instantaneous, accompanied by a tight squeeze as his arms reeled you in like he was afraid you’d disappear at a moment’s notice.

When the movement and the press of his plastron against your spine brought out a soft gasp from your lips, he froze, his touch becoming looser, softer, more exploratory. His palms squeezed the soft flesh of your hips, your stomach, seeming entranced by the lack of keratin, the soft rolls and gentle swell of muscle open and inviting against his skin.

You let him explore, let him get used to the feeling of having you in his arms. It was nice, peaceful even, in the quiet of his room tucked up against his front. He was cool to the touch, and you wondered if that meant you felt like a furnace to him, if that was another marked difference he had to contend with.

You worried, for a fleeting moment, if this was going to be too much for him, but the way he curled into you, the way his arms tightened protectively, gave that thought enough room to flutter away on a quiet sigh that you bit off reflexively, not wanting to break the quiet.

The only noticeable sounds that escaped him were when his breathing would stutter or he’d inhale too quickly, a small shiver racking his arms like he was holding something back.

You managed to pull one of those deep inhales from him when your leg nudged his own and your calf slid underneath his knee, a silent little prompt for him to pull you closer, to drape his thigh over your hip. A low sound escaped him, sounding almost like a clicking purr before he choked it off and his hands tightened where he was gripping you.

“Sorry.” He mumbled, smoothing away the little wince of pain you weren’t able to hide at the sensation. His touch stilled though, when you lifted your hands and threaded your palms over the back of his fingers, holding him closer, inviting him to keep holding you.

“Naw, It’s ok, Raph.” You told him, snuggling back into him and hearing that clicking purr once more for half a heartbeat. “I think I’m gonna take a nap though, if that’s alright with you.”

“Uh… yeah.” His agreement was soft, hesitant, as if he couldn’t believe this was happening. You felt the pillow underneath your head tilt a little as he scooted closer, his breath warm on the nape of your neck as he got comfortable.

You had the distinct impression he was breathing in your scent before you drifted off, safe in the confines of his arms and listening to the steady swell of his lungs underneath the plastron kissing your spine.

#bayverse raph #fluff #2pov #gn!reader #op im gonna cry I love this so much

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Hiii! Amazing person on the screen

I was wondering if you could do a Rise!Raph or. Rise!Leo x reader where They are in a secret relationship and Reader Gets into trouble, ie. Kidnapped, Extremely hurt, Ect.

Your Protector

author’s note: hiiiii c: (the gif gives it away but) i decided to go with our super protective turtle… you guessed it ~ Raphael ~ i hope you enjoy!! thank you for requesting:D

warnings: angst, violence, cursing, hurt/comfort, established relationship, fluff,

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“Hey! This is Y/n, I can’t come to the phone right now but leave a message and I’ll get back to you~” *beep*

“Hey it’s me, just wanted to let ya know I’m heading that way! Got popcorn and a couple other snacks, ten minutes tops, alright see ya soon,” *click*

Raph had been running late for movie night but it was to be expected, his brothers were getting very suspicious of his ‘late night patrols’ that he wanted to do by himself, alone. He probably should’ve used different wording because they all knew Raph hated to be alone. He sighed, as Mikey said “you sure Raph? Cuz I can come!” smiling up at him, happy to go out.

“Sorry Mikey not this time,” Raph couldn’t even think up an excuse. Just had to straight up say no. The look on Mikey’s face might as well had been a slap to Raph’s, “next time!” Raph promised, “I’ve just got some things on my mind..” Mikey nodded with a weak smile, “Okay well be careful and call if you need us!” Raph had given him a couple pats on the head. Mikey was such a sweet little brother. Donnie and Leo on the other hand weren’t buying Raph’s lies.

They’d give him dirty looks and roll their eyes at any lame excuse Raph could think of. “Surrre Raphie, have fun~” Leo would holler over his shoulder, Donnie would look up from his phone, “K” was the most the purple twin would manage, Raph had a feeling Donnie already knew where he was going, location wise at least. He knew all their phones had trackers on them.

Raph wondered how much longer he could keep up such a secret. He resolved to talk to you about it maybe after the first movie or two. When he landed on your roof, he checked his bag, popcorn:check, candy:check, movies:check, he was ready! As he used the fire escape to reach your window he smiled, you must’ve got his message because the window was wide open. “Ready for some-“ Raph had been ducking into your room when he stopped mid sentence.

His heart dropped into his stomach as his eyes widened in fear. “Y/n???” He called out looking around your wrecked room. Furniture was pushed around, knickknacks in pieces on the ground, he drew his weapons. Raph was breathing deeply, trying to stay calm, he didn’t see any blood, and you weren’t here. The bathroom empty, your room a mess, the kitchen/living area empty as well. It was like whoever it was came through the window, tousled around in your bedroom, and nowhere else.

Raph came back into your bedroom. Putting his weapons away now that he knew the place was clear. He was just about to call his brothers when he noticed a piece of crumpled paper on your bedding. In a crude and rushed handwriting it read ‘call # if you want to see them again.’

Raph had to force himself not to crush the piece of paper in his fist. He blew out a breath, so this was a kidnapping and they knew about your relationship. This just kept getting worse. But Raph couldn’t let himself start falling into the rabbit hole of guilt just yet, he had to save you. He quickly punched in the numbers on his phone and waited, “please” he murmured to himself. Don’t let them be hurt. Don’t be in pain.

He wouldn’t know what to do with himself if you were hurt because of him. “H-hello?” Raph’s heart leapt in his throat, “Y/n? Baby? Are you okay?” He hadn’t been expecting to hear your voice. You sounded so scared and he heard you whimper into the phone, “Raph-“ and then silence as if the phone was put on mute. “Hello?? Y/N???” Oh the things Raph would do, whoever this was who was toying with him, and putting you at risk like this. “That’s enough of that,” a cold voice said into the device.

“You know we have them, so-“

“If you hurt so much as one hair on their head, you will be sorry!” Raph roared into the phone, cutting off the villain and wishing they were in front of him right now. A muffled chuckle could be heard and Raph gritted his teeth. “I guess you don’t want to know where to find them?” Raph sighed, if Donnie was here he’d probably have your location by now. “Tell me.” Raph gritted out, “yes well as I was trying to say, you will find them at Albearto’s abandoned fun land.”

Without any other information the phone call ended. Raph was on the move, he didn’t have any time to waste. He was really really considering calling his brothers, this was definitely a trap, set up for him, would they expect his brothers too? But Raph didn’t want to put anyone else in danger, you were already at stake here, what if by calling his siblings, he was putting more people he cared about in harms way. He wasn’t thinking clearly, he couldn’t, ever since he had stepped foot into your room his mind was a jumbled mess of get. them. back. So that’s what he was gonna do.

“You’re speaking to the Othello Von Ryan,” was the answer Raph got as he sped dialed Donnie.

“Donnie!” Raph heaved into the phone, still running and jumping from rooftop to rooftop trying to get to Albearto’s as fast as he could. “That’s me,” Donnie quipped not noticing his older brother’s tone. “If I’m not back in an hour I need you to come find me. I’m heading to Albearto Land, someone.. someone’s in trouble,”

“And why should I wait an hour?” Donnie said his voice gone serious. “Because, I don’t want to put you guys in danger unless absolutely necessary,” Raph said and then added, “promise Don, for Mikey’s sake.” The other line was quiet, “that’s not fair Raph,”

“Fine 30 minutes Donnie, just- I gotta go,” Raph hung up the phone as he approached the archways to Albearto’s. It was very much the way the turtles had left it. Broken robots everywhere, from tearing their own circuits out. It was creepy. Raph knew that as soon as he called Donnie he was calling for them all, they’d be here as soon as they could, time limits be damned. So Raph had to do this quickly.

It was like a sick joke, because as he ninja stealthed his way around the tents and the abandoned rides he could see you, on the stage where his brothers had their ‘first gig.’ Your hands were bound behind your back and as he neared he could see tape over your mouth. You were sitting legs underneath you at the center of the stage, it was dark and you looked to be alone. Raph knew it was too easy, but he couldn’t help himself from running straight to you. The closer he got he saw how you hadn’t noticed him yet, head slumped downwards but as his footfalls came closer you jerked your head upright. Eyes opening wide and you shook your head furiously back and forth nonverbally saying ‘no!’

“Don’t worry, I’m gonna get you outta here,” Raph promised as he jumped on stage. He approached you swiftly and just as he was about to touch you, you were yanked back into the darkness, disappearing completely behind the stage curtains. He hadn’t noticed the rope extending from behind your back. A muffled scream came from underneath your tape, eyes wide with fear then you were gone again. Raph had chased right after you, traps be damned, “NO!” He had yelled in frustration, in anger, and in fear for whatever lied behind those curtains.

Complete darkness swallowed him, if he had heard you before he couldn’t hear anything now. “Y/n?” Raph called out, not liking this at all. He was sweating, gripping his weapons tightly. Then he had an idea, activating his power and keeping it pressed against himself like a second red skin. It provided a glow of red light for Raph to see the horror that he was unbeknownst to just seconds earlier. A giant snake yokai had you in the center of its coils and its giant mouth had opened, mere inches away from swallowing you whole.

Raph lunged forward. Punching the creature anywhere he could but he was aiming for the face that dared to try and eat you. “AGH!” It recoiled from the impact, but only tightened its grip on you. “Let. Them. Go!” Raph warned furiously, “or else there’s a whole lot more where that came from,” Raph concentrated all of his power to his fists, and they grew two times the size, glowing red. “This-s prize is-s MINE,” said the overgrown garden snake. Then it clicked, this wasn’t the same voice he had spoken with over the phone. “Where is your leader?” Raph said slowly circling the yokai to get a better attack angle, to get closer to you too. You had passed out, maybe as soon as you had went through the curtain, Raph wasn’t certain but the longer you stayed unconscious the more he worried. Could you breath? Was the snake holding you too tightly? Was it crushing you?!

Suddenly Raph didn’t care who had orchestrated the whole kidnapping he just wanted to get you out of here. So he lunged again this time using his powerful hands to pry you away from the snake. All the while dodging it’s large mouth that was now trying to swallow Raph whole. The snake hissed in anger at not being able to eat him. So it shot forward, fangs coming up and out, latching onto one of Raph’s shoulders. It wasn’t a garden snake Raph thought as he felt venom being pushed into his blood stream. He yelled in anguish and used all of his remaining strength in his other arm to knock the snake on the side of the head.

The snake retracted it’s fangs and went limp to the ground. “Fuck,” Raph gasped as two gaping holes in his arm started leaking not blood but black venom. He felt woozy as he moved towards you, his vision going blurry, “No! Y/n,” he cried out not wanting to go down like this, he hadn’t saved you yet! He reached out with his good arm, before he fell to the ground a couple feet away from you. Raph’s body was growing cold, he was losing all feeling as he started crying out in frustration, where were his brothers? That was the last thought he had before he went unconscious.

When Raph woke up, he had four heads peering down at him. He groaned, his shoulder was on fire. “Where-“ he said trying to move, then his eyes shot open, he had to get to you! “Relax! You’re at the lair!” Six hands came down holding Raph in place. “You don’t understand Donnie, I have to get to-“

“I’m here Raph,” your voice was laced with concern, finally his eyes came into focus. He had known who three of those heads belonged to, he had assumed April was the fourth. He slumped back into whatever he was lying on, a patient’s bed/table? He didn’t want to think too hard right now. “Thank god,” Raph said, “Are you okay?” He hadn’t been able to assess if you had wounds during the fight. “I’m fine, it’s you who I’m worried about!” You weren’t in tiptop shape, you had darkening bruises around your stomach where the snake’s body had wrapped, and a concussion from being knocked out on the way to Albearto’s. But you weren’t about to worry Raph who had just barely survived the poison that had been injected into him.

“Yeah, Raph you quite literally almost DIED.” Leo hollered. He was so pissed. “Well..” Donnie had started to say, Raph probably could’ve held out for maybe a day unconscious with the venom in his blood stream, maybe, but he decided not to correct his blue twin at the moment, he too was angry at Raph. “We fight together Raph, we’re a team!” Mikey said holding onto his brother’s good arm. Donnie had informed them all that he wouldn’t be able to feel anything in the infected one for a couple of weeks. “I’m sorry,” Raph said looking up at the ceiling because he knew he’d cry if he looked any of his brothers in the eyes right now.

“I thought I had it under control,” he heard Leo sigh. “Let’s promise to never have this happen again. When we fight we do it together. We’re stronger as a team,” Leo sounded so much like a leader that Raph couldn’t help the small smile, “I promise,” his voice was thick with emotion. The room emptied out a while after that, Donnie was the last to go checking his older brother’s vitals one more time. “Call me if he needs anything,” Donnie said to you and you nodded, “I will,”

The two of you were alone, the only sound was the beeping of machines. You came forward, around to Raph’s good side and he felt the bed dip slightly as you sat next to him. He wanted to sit up too but as he tried a hand gently touched his plastron, he froze. “Don’t move, I’ll lay next to you,” Raph scooted over and you laid next to him like you said. Both of your faces were right next to each other and he could see a dark bruise spreading from your temple. He winced, “what’s wrong? Do I need to get Donnie,” you said looking him over as one of your hands shot out to cradle his cheek. He leaned into your touch, shuddering and shaking his head no. It reminded him of when you had done that, back on the stage, silently trying to warn him of the danger. “God I’m so sorry Y/n” and the tears fell. “If it wasn’t for me,” he tried to catch his breath but it was like the waves of emotion he had been holding off finally crashed down upon him.

“You wouldn’t have had to go through that, I can’t say enough how sorry I am,” you wiped away his tears, letting him cry as you tried to soothe him with your hand. But when that only made him cry harder, you swallowed the lump in your throat and said, “Raph, no one knew this would happen, it’s not your fault,” his eyes hardened at that, “no it is. whoever they were, they wanted to get at me through you” his eyes shuttered close thinking back to the phone call. “Raphael look at me,” your eyes were stern, “Could you have possibly predicted this?” He shook his head, he hadn’t expected anything like this to happen that’s why he was so shaken up about it. “Then it’s not your fault, you saved me, you’re the reason I’m still here,” you nuzzled your nose to his snout.

His breath caught in his throat at the close proximity but he closed his eyes at the feeling. A slight churring sound could be heard from the back of his throat. Your hands went to the top of his shell, just behind his neck and you grazed the edges of it with your fingertips. “Y/n,” Raph shuddered slightly, he couldn’t stop himself as he leaned forward, capturing your lips with his. He didn’t press, he waited to see your reaction, you melted for him and he in turn relaxed as the two of you kissed for what felt like forever. You had to pull away for air, your eyes glowing as the both of you looked at one another. “I love you,” you whispered and his heart soared, “I love you too,” Raph snuggled his face into your neck. He was so happy, he was so tired, and he fell asleep to the thought that he was going to protect you. You wouldn’t go through this again, he swore. He’d protect you just like he had, lay his life on the line. He’d do it all over again if it meant he could feel your warmth, and hear those words. He would protect you.

#rise raph #angst #2pov #gn!reader

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Raphael Does the Naked Challenge

I have more for you! Enjoy a naked Raph giving the reader something to look at! Enjoy the magic I have bestowed upon you! (∩^o^)⊃━☆゜.*

It was movie night, something he always looked for to at the end of the week. It was a small you and Raph started before you two started dating, happening every Friday night. Staying the night was a usual thing to happen, and tonight would be no different. The bara was incredibly excited for this movie night because he had a surprise for you.

You were waiting on your bed, popcorn, and snacks ready to go on the bedside table for when your turtle lover got out of the shower, wearing just your underwear and a large hoodie. The tv was playing the commercials for the cd Mikey let you borrow. An old rom-com that you wanted to watch for nostalgic reasons.

Raph could hear the tv playing from the bathroom as water rained down from the showerhead. Deciding that all evidence from his latest patrol was gone, he quickly turned off the water and briefly dried himself with the towel. He ignored the extras clothes you gave him and swiftly opened the door. Your eyes automatically looked his way, drawing to the sound of the bathroom door opening before they bulged open. The still naked turtle leaned against the doorframe as he watched your reaction in amusement.

Without a single word, you held up the remote, turned off the tv, and opened your legs, eyes still wide and cheeks flushing red. The movie no longer had your interest.

Raph laughed. “Like what you see, sweetheart?” You silently made grabby motions with your hands at him. The turtle laughed again, making his way towards you. “I’ll take that as a yes.” You gave him a big grin and a heated kiss as he settled himself between your parted legs.

And no, you two didn’t watch the rom-com. You’ll just have to save it for next weekend.

Phew! Got Raph done! There is more to come from the other boys! I wonder who’s next? (>ω^)

#bayverse raph #spice #suggestive #2pov #gn!reader

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Ꮤ𐋅𐌄𐌍 𐌕𐌀𐌁𐌋𐌄𐌔 𐌀𐌐𐌄 𐌕𐌵𐌐𐌍𐌄𐌃

Pairing: Raph/gn!reader Rating: Explicit Contents: dom!reader, Raph is a subby turtle Warnings: 18+, mdni, nsfw Wordcount: 220

Notes: Raph needs some love on my blog as well! It was something small, though, because it was just a random thought I had!

Raph exudes confidence and certainty when he's in the lead. He knows exactly what he desires when he seeks you out for pleasure, savoring your soft gasps and the way your body reacts to his touch. It’s amazing in every way.

However, when the tables are turned, and the focus is on him, Raph becomes flustered to the point where it embarrasses him. He blushes when you trace his arm, and his eyes widen, watching you like a deer caught in headlights. He releases high-pitched whimpers as you kiss him deeply, almost as if you don't want him to breathe. Or it could just be that he's so overwhelmed with desire that he can't even fathom taking a breather. Not when he feels your tongue gliding up the length of his cock, his thighs twitching with need and moaning with abandon like some common whore.

Seeing that formidable turtle, with his impressive muscles that make his arms and legs a feast for the eyes, squirming and biting his lip in an effort to contain his noises—though they escape no matter what he does—is intoxicating. You feel a surge of power that leaves you heady, and you wield it skillfully, teasing him until he's begging for release.

You might let him if he looks pretty enough to deserve it.

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YOU 🫵 *points directly at that mean y/n, you, and that anon that asked for ansgt against rottmnt Raph* how very dare you !!!!!!

(If you have time and if your asks are open (didn’t see any warnings that it was close)) can you PLEASE do something fluffy and that reader is ABSOLUTELY head of hells for raphie? I’m talking flowers, I’m talking spending hours on a claw machine to get a plushie he wants it, I’m talking admiring and tracing his features slowly with the most stupid and hopeless in love expression the turtles have ever seen, im talking speaking up for him against anyone that mistreats him, doing his fav dishes, preparing balanced meals, paintings, little love notes, lipstick marks, poems under moonlight, I want devotion!!!! I want that sweet Puppy love !!!!! EVERYTHING. 100% a simp and isn’t afraid to show it, until Raph returns their actions, then they get bashful/blushing up a storm lol

thank you and have a good day

∑一Wherever You Go・゜・。

author’s notes: ain’t no way I’m doing that whole list we’ll be here forever, BUT don’t worry I’ll make sure he feels the love nonetheless

warnings: fluff, tooth-rotting fluff, bordering on a crack fic that’s purely just to show a character love ^ twas asked of me, unedited

Song: Never Getting Rid of Me by Christopher Fitzgerald

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It was no secret that you adored Raph. And it didn’t bother you one bit that everyone, big red turtle included, that you had heart eyes for him.

Your love language for him couldn’t be restricted to just one kind. You exhibited all kinds of love for him. You hoped it wasn’t overwhelming. It was hard to stop yourself once you had an idea though.

One time you saw a beautiful bouquet of red roses. Instantly you had them in your hand, and a receipt in the other. They reminded you of his bandana. So bright, eye-catching! And down to the lair you went, shooting off an incoming text to Raph to give him a last-minute notice.

Early occasions where you hadn’t sent a text left you waiting around at a manhole cover forever. If Raph was asleep it would be hard to arouse him with just a notification. He’d need a full on blare horn. Or worst case the boys weren’t even at the lair! Thankfully, most of the time they were home. Raph buzzed back with a text saying he’d be right up to open the cover for you. Sewer covers were heavy!

When the round slab of stone was lifted you offered up the bouquet to the darkness below instantly. It was quiet for a moment, before Raph emerged, cheeks tinted a darker green. “For me?” He questioned, his tone held a quality as if it was unbelievable for him to receive flowers.

But you didn’t chide him for it. In fact you only smiled warmly and nodded your confirmation. “I thought of you the moment I saw them. What do you think? Aren’t they pretty?”

His hands finally went out, accepting your gift. Holding them gingerly and away from his plastron. He seemed to not want any of the petals to snag on his sharp edges. “Raph loves ‘em” he murmured, his eyes entranced but the blossoms now that he can get a closer look.

This moment right here was picture worthy! You wished you had Donnie’s ability to just record everything, that way you could screenshot this later. Maybe put it as your screensaver. Instead you just watched, hands clasped as you waited for Raph to come out of his stupor. Which he did, and started asking you about your favorite flowers and invited you down to the lair.

You don’t know how they get the arcade machines down there. But it sure as hell beat going to Chuck-E-Cheese! Nothing against the place but it costs so much and all the games down at the lair are rigged to play for free! Which was awesome because you had finally decided, you weren’t leaving the claw machine until you won Raph’s dream plushie.

The poor turtle had played this game constantly ever since they mysteriously got the machine. He was able to get two plushies but they weren’t the ones he really wanted. The ultimate prize was a brown teddy bear with a little red bow tie. He was absolutely adorable. And Raph’s obsession with winning his prize was even more endearing. So when Raph texted you a picture of his defeated expression against the glass of the claw machine, you had to take matters into your own hands.

Raphie 😍❤️😚🤗🥰 - [ <image> 🥺 it’s hopeless ]

Y/n - [ omw asap, don’t worry raphie i’ll get you teddy! ❤️💪 ]

Well, easier said than done is a term of phrase for a reason. You banged your head against the glass- you tried to at least. But Raph’s calloused palm was in front of the glass before your forehead could make contact. Still you drew back to bang it against his rough skin anyway. He knew your frustrations, the claw machine was merciless. You had been at the lair for well over two hours. The first thirty minutes in had been fine. You had chatted with Raph easily, confident that eventually you would get the hang of the mechanism.

But then an hour went by. And then another. Your concentration on the game had dried up the easy conversation between you and big red. The atmosphere was intense as if the two of you were in battle together. Currently you were both defeated. His other hand patted your back, knowing exactly how you felt. “It’s okay, maybe Teddy isn’t meant to join my pile of plushies.”

You took in a deep breath. Stopping your frustrated head thumps and turned to look Raph in the eyes. “You’re right, Teddy is meant to sleep right next to you! And I’m gonna make that happen!” You harrumphed as you turned back the evil machine. It was your enemy. It was working against you. All you wanted was to do this one thing and make Raph happy! This time for sure, you thought to yourself as you loved the claw over to where Teddy lay amongst the other plushies.

“Like a boss!!!” You yelled as you smack the button that lowered the claw. Both of you watched anxiously as it dropped, its metal fingers enclosing around Teddy’s brown fur, and it started to rise. But you had been here before and didn’t dare to celebrate pre-maturely before the damn stuffed animal was in Raph’s arms. The grip the machine had on the animal was shaky at best. The claw swayed from side to side as it carried the plushie over to the drop box. You were sweating bullets and could smell Raph’s anxiety stink.

But before the claw reached its final destination, the plushie tumbled out of its hold. You turned to Raph who let out a breath he had been holding. You expected to see disappointment in his eyes but it was quite the opposite. He looked happy as his snaggle-tooth dug into his lower lip. “Nice try,” his eyes crinkled shut with his smile. “Wanna go play DDR?” You sighed, letting the claw machine have the win for now. Happy to see Raph’s eyes light up with a burning passion as he raced over to his favorite spot, the left side, for DDR. “Ready to face the master??” He goaded but it was pure excitement to play one of his favorites of all time. “So ready!” You laughed, hopping up on the dance pad to get absolutely demolished because you didn’t have any rhythm. But you played regardless because when Raph was having fun so were you.

And yes, later that night you did bribe Donnie with twenty bucks to replace that damned claw with one that would actually work. So next time you were able to win Teddy and present Raph with the ultimate present. It costed you another twenty to keep Donnie’s mouth shut about ever having any involvement so you could have all the credit and look like a hero in Raph’s starry eyes. He sent you pictures of him and the stuffed animal almost every night with his goodnight message.

Raphie 😍❤️😚🤗🥰 - [ <image> Teddy says goodnight! ]

Y/n - [ gnight teddy, and goodnight raph-la 🤗 sweet dreams ]

“What did you say?!” Your voice raised as you stepped into the lair’s common room. Shelldon had just so kindly lifted the manhole cover, since no one else from the group chat was responding! You thought it weird since usually someone was on their phone *cough* Donnie *cough* but sometimes they were busy! Which you understood. Until you had seen Shelldon’s worried pixelated expression as he urged you on down the sewer system to the abandoned subway station.

That was when you heard it. Heated arguing. It was hard to listen to especially when it was Leo and Raph. You knew how much all of them loved one another, a love that even harsh words couldn’t damage. But sometimes, things were said in the heat of the moment that weren’t meant to argue a point. They were said to hurt the other person. That’s where you drew the line. That’s where you felt the need to step in, even if you weren’t family.

“Leo, if you’d just try even a little at accepting the role as a leader. It’s not that bad-“

“If it’s not that bad then why don’t you just take it back huh?”

“You know why. Dad said you-“

“Dad said this! Dad says that! What are you his little pet? Since when do we do whatever Dad says?!”

“Leo, c’mon,”

“Raph if you don’t wanna be the leader anymore. Then fine. But don’t push it on to me.”

“I never said that, Dad thinks-“

“For someone who’s catchphrase is ‘boss’ you really like being someone’s little bit—“

And that’s when you stepped into the room. Eyes hardened as you marched in between the two turtles. “What did you just say?!” You dared Leo to repeat. But as he studied your stance and the way got in front of Raph, as if protecting him from Leo, the blue turtle started to duck his head into his shell. Feeling remorseful for getting so heated. He made a ‘tsk’ noise before heading off to his room. Mumbling sorries as he passed by.

You turned to Raph to check the damage. It seemed like just the two of you now. You wondered if they had started fighting because Mikey and Donnie weren’t around. Raph was rubbing the side of his head, looking drained and it tugged on your heart strings to see him that way. You knew brothers argued, sure they even fought sometimes. But it was hard to see them go at it like this.

“I know you’re not okay, so I won’t ask. But just know Leo didn’t mean any of that. I know he didn’t.”

Raph gives you a weak smile in return. Like he doesn’t believe you. But doesn’t have the heart to say it aloud. So you go to him, grabbing his hands and pulling him towards the couch. He goes without resistance. Once seated, you turn to him and he turns to you. Your hands go up and you cup his face now that he is within your reach.

“He’s scared. Just like you are. I know it’s hard to tell right now when he’s saying anything but that. But you know Leo, he’ll spew just about any nonsense to not say how he truly feels.”

The words turn over in Raph’s head as he thinks. He sighs, softening in your hold as he nods. He looks a little better now. But you don’t let him go. You trace the contours of his face. Lovingly. Letting the tension in the room ebb out until the early argument has left both of your minds completely.

“It’ll be okay. I know it will.”

You murmur. Your hands finally letting go as Raph’s breathing deepens. He fell asleep to your touch. Leaned back into the couch as his snores start up. You scoot over until your head can rest on his arm, pulling up your phone to text Leo to get his ass over here. A portal silently opens up on the other side of you and as Leo sits next to you, you pull him closer with your arm.

“Dummy.”

You chide the blue turtle as tears fall down his green cheeks. He huffs at the insult but knows you mean well. When you leave the lair that night the two brothers are tangled together in a pile that will surely be four later on, alls forgiven.

Raph eats just about anything. His stomach knows no limits. So you could char the meat on accident and he’d still wolf it down like it was the best meal he ever had. While that was kind of him, you wanted to really impress his palate. So on the topic of food one late night text session, you asked of his favorites. To which a long list was sent over. So you had to ask him again.

Y/n - [ Okay, that’s really cool that you have so many. But which one is your favorite among the favorites? 👀 ]

Raphie 😍❤️😚🤗🥰 - [ that’s a hard one… uhmmmmm ]

With a lot of encouragement he managed to get the favorite list down to five choices. To which you just decided to hell with it, you’ll have a feast! It took a lot of preparation. And more time than you thought you’d ever spend in your kitchen. But five meals were cooked and prepared perfectly on your round table. Now, you wished you’d told Raph of your plan sooner and hoped to the moon above that he didn’t have plans tonight.

Y/n - [ >image< hungry? C: ]

Raphie 😍❤️😚🤗🥰 [ 😱 always! headin ur way ]

Raphie 😍❤️😚🤗🥰 [ hereeeeeeee open ur windowwwww ]

And yes somehow he fit. He was good at wiggling around. He cleared each and every plate once you had tapped out after trying to keep up with him. Food comas hit the both of you soon after as he got up and claimed he would do the dishes. He was so cute as he wobbled up sleepily from the kitchen chair. Arms full of playes and platters as well as cups for not only water but various sodas/juices that you knew to be Raph’s favorites as well. When he had asked what the occasion was you didn’t have any in mind.

“I just wanted to!”

You chirped. Happy to feed him. Happy to have made his day. Now he was as careful as one giant turtle could be with your plates, but to his dismay the bottom one from the pile ended up breaking due to the clatter when he placed them in the sink. He wouldn’t know it until he was practically done with cleaning, feeling so good about himself for not breaking any of the— oh there it was. The last one. In pieces.

“Raph is so so sorry! You made a nice meal only for Raph to break your plate!”

No matter how much he wished he could fuse the remains back together, he’d need glue. And you apparently didn’t have any in your apartment. He sighed to which you hushed all his worries away.

“Raphie! It’s just one plate, I’ve got more! Plenty more as you can see!”

You, who had been drying the dishes he washed. Gestured with the damp towel towards the pile of neatly stacked plates that were all dry. The force of which you whipped the towel was more than you had intended and you both watched as that perfect stack fell over, onto the counter and off on to the floor.

“Well. I may need to go buy some more.”

You admitted sheepishly. Raph didn’t know whether to be upset for you or laugh at the ridiculousness of the whole situation.

“Yeah, let’s go get some now!”

After picking up and sweeping to make sure all the shattered pieces were in the trash. That’s exactly what the two of you did. It was little things that Raph did, like worry needlessly over you accidentally cutting yourself with one of the broken plate pieces. Or him getting shy at every compliment and gift you have to offer him. His humble nature. How he readily takes on responsibilities. His love for his family. His diligent nature when it comes to crime fighting and working out. His carefree side. You loved it all. You told him all the things that enamored you to him. And the two of you were happiest, when you could just spend time together like this. Doing little things.

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#rise raph #fluff #2pov #gn!reader

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