#2k12 raph x reader

[hotheadedhero]

Love at First Fight

We can have an adoration for someone but sometimes it takes a special moment to realise how we truly feel about them. This moment is different for everyone and isn't always... conventional

Raphael x Reader

Watching Raphael fight and spar has always fascinated you from the first moment you spotted him from your apartment window. It must have been after he had one of many arguments with his brothers because he was clashing with a gang of Purple Dragons on his own. You’ve always been a night owl, so it was only a matter of time before one of these battles fell before your wondering eyes. After getting over your initial confusion about his appearance, you found yourself utterly enraptured by his moves and how he fights with a lack of reservation. Curiosity got the better of you that night and urged you to take a closer look - a decision that has snowballed into you being here with him and his family now. 

“I’ll spar with you,” you chime, earning many baffled glances. 

“And risk wrecking that pretty face of yours?” he asks through a teasing, confused smile. “Not happening, princess.”

Your blood warms with both the sly compliment and his skepticism. It isn’t uncommon for the two of you to flirt, whether it’s playful banter or a means of trying to disarm one another. No one is entirely sure how this exchange came to be but everyone has put it down to you retaining a similar fiery temperament. What they don’t know is that this friendly transaction of dallying quips has been hanging hot in your stomach recently. You can’t pinpoint exactly when this materialised but you know that you’ve got it bad. He’s just so iron-willed - brazen in the face of danger no matter the circumstances. You’ve always revered strong figureheads, so you suppose it was only a matter of time before you’d develop a crush on your friend. 

“You think I can’t take it?” you challenge bluntly. 

“I know you can’t. Remember how many times I had to save your ass within the first week of knowing ya’?”

How could you forget? This guy makes a point of reminding you every opportunity he gets - a fact that annoys you tenfold given the feelings you harbour for him. You would love nothing more than for him to see you as something other than a damsel in distress. That being the case is admittedly your fault but it’s time for a change. You don’t expect to dazzle him but it would be nice to feel as though you can stand on his level and what better way than to engage in a sparring session? That is pretty much his language, after all. Hopefully, this will be the defining moment that halts the frequent patronisation you endure. It just so happens that you have a little something up your sleeve. 

A hand makes home on your hip, pushing out slightly as you quirk a brow in his direction. “Will you at least humour me?”

His eyes flicker down and up again to meet yours, noting the absence of any jest. You are dead serious on this one and that alone manifests a new level of respect. It’s stupid, quite frankly foolish to volunteer a match with him, but he will oblige nonetheless. Raphael may give you a hard time but deep down he does care about you (though he’d never admit it), which is why he’s going to go easy on you. He has years' worth of training and genuinely doesn’t want to run the risk of hurting your pretty little head. 

When he caringly rests his sais to one side and stands just a few feet in front of you, you know you’ve gotten your way. Promptly, you dash for your bag, retrieve a small item, and return to your position. His head cranes to the side as you open up the case and slip in your earbuds. A smile from the youngest of the brothers shines from the corner of your eye. Michelangelo was a huge inspiration for this idea and he’s more excited than anyone to see how you follow through. Your opponent merely saunters ahead of you with an unamused patience that is wearing thin, assuming that you must think this to be some kind of joke. In a sense, you do.

After a quick song selection, you hop on the spot and shake everything off before readying yourself. A raised hand that double taps the air is all it takes to beckon him to make the first move. He sprints in and swings a hand around your right, a hit that he holds back enough in case you don’t dodge but you do. You swerve back and your feet crisscross in time with the beat before one leg swings up to jab him in the cheek. The look of stark surprise pressed onto his face with the contact of your calf will be cherished forever; heavy bass and harmonic strings vibrating into your skull make the small victory all the more worthwhile. He doesn’t fall but the shock has him stumbling until he quickly regains his posture. 

Your movements aren’t copies of Mikey’s, so there’s no way he taught you any of this. One wouldn’t trust him to teach to begin with. When Raphael turns back to face you, he is met with an expectant grin. Raised tauntingly, your hand gestures for him to go at you again. He complies by doing so, swinging with less restraint than before and, yet, every jab sent your way is only met with empty air. The rapid movement of your limbs doesn’t give him a clear indication of where you’re going next. In between each side-step, you smirk at him, egging him on with your rising cockiness. You barely attempt to strike him, instead focusing on these effortless evasive manoeuvres. 

As if you can sense his agro, you decide to stop this back-and-forth shuffle and hook an ankle around his knee, knocking him onto his front. This will be a short-lived win, however. Frustration finally takes its helm and Raph pirouettes on his hands before he forces a foot into your abdomen. With a strained grunt, you fall back and one of the earpieces tumbles onto the floor. Your face scrunches up and you gasp against the hysteria of your rattling stomach. 

“Crap!” Any grievance he had before diminishes and he’s quick to try and make amends. “You okay?” 

Once he’s close enough, you lurch your hands on either side of your head, lift your legs into your chest, and use any strength left in your core to spring up and kick. Your shoes make a crisp smack against his cheek and he loses enough footing to fall onto his back, arms pressing into the floor to prevent his shell from rocking. He can’t find it in himself to form any words at this moment. Words have lost all meaning. All he sees is stars. That was… incredible. He had you down on the ground and still, you found a way to turn the situation in your favour. Where has this side of you been hiding? Have you always been able to fight or have you been taking lessons in secret? The latter may explain why he hasn't had to come in and be your knight in green amour as of late. Regardless, he’s speechless. Usually, a beatdown like this would have him going savage but the only thing he feels is admiration and a strange rush in his chest. If it’s adrenaline, it’s like nothing he’s ever experienced amid battle before. This intoxicating, almost painful sensation sends his mind into a spin and he barely registers the small hand outstretched in front of him. Your prideful smile only accelerates the screaming pounding of his heart and it takes a second before he manages to take your grasp.

You help him back onto his feet and chortle confidently. “Reckon I can take it then?”

“I… how…?” These are the only words he manages to stammer out with his slowly furrowing brow. “What?”

“If you think that was cool, you should see what I can do with flamenco,” you joke, crossing your aching arms over your chest. 

“Where’d you learn to fight like that?” 

“My old man used to teach me self-defence.” You kneel to retrieve the stray earbud from the floor and place both back into their pod safely. “As for the dance moves: that’s all self-taught, honey.” 

The shot of a wink from your person has him reeling again but he has another burning question that just about keeps him stable. “If you know how to defend yourself then how the hell d’you end up in so much trouble back in the day?”

A mischievous grin brightens your face and you absentmindedly shrug. “Had to get your attention somehow.”

Softly, you pat him on the cheek you had just pummelled - the sting only now registering with your touch - before leaving to check for any bruising. If you want to avoid questions at work, you’ll need to treat them quickly with a cold compress and some aloe vera; a neat little trick courtesy of the braniac brothers. This leaves Raph to stare at the doorway you just left through. A million and one questions are still whirring around in his head but he can’t seem to shake the thought that you have just unequivocally bewildered him. You wanted his attention. That confirmation alone threatens to burn his face, surely worsening the condition of his bruise, but he doesn’t care. The only thing he loves more than your playfully flirtatious banter right now is the fact that he now knows you can handle yourself in a fight. 

Cooing from his brothers’ voices draws him out from the rose-tinted world and he glares them down to the best of his abilities with his supposedly tarnished pride. 

“You just got served, son!”

“Yeah, well, I won’t be holding back next time.” A confident smirk pulls at the side of his lip and his eyes return to the open doorway. “Especially now I know she’s got what it takes.”

A/N: It was a happy accident but I got ecstatic with the parallel of you falling in love with Raph from watching him fight, and him falling in love with you because you proved you could fight. Hope you enjoyed!

[tmntxthings]

。・tmnt 2k12 masterlist ・゜・。

。・゜・Masterlist ↓

Key: ★ = fluff, ☆ = angst, □ = incomplete, ✅ = complete

Last Updated: 2/22/2024

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All of 2k12 TMNT ❤️💙💜🧡

welcome to the family ��� ★

╭⁎ where the reader is a mutant child that the turtles save ⁎╮

Raphael ❤️🐢🔥👊

。・゜・oneshots・゜・。

fire breather ★

╭⁎ where reader is a softie but can kick some booty when needed ⁎╮

there i said it ☆

╭⁎ where raph speaks his mind to the reader ⁎╮

double trouble ★

╭⁎ where reader can handle themselves ⁎╮

nightly watch ☆

╭⁎ yandere!raph whos decided reader needs to be protected and only he can do it best ⁎╮

proximity ★

╭⁎ where reader comes back from a trip and raph missed them more than he can say ⁎╮

Leonardo 💙🐢⚔️🌌

。・゜・headcanons・゜・。

good deeds, good gifts ★

╭⁎ platonic relationship between wealthy!reader and leo ⁎╮

。・゜・oneshots・゜・。

healing hands ☆

╭⁎ where reader is in trouble and leo comes to the rescue ⁎╮

Donatello 💜🐢🧠📚

。・゜・oneshots ・゜・。

purple savior | part two ★

╭⁎ where donnie saves reader from falling off a building ⁎╮

precious ☆

╭⁎ where yandere!donnie protects you and is never letting you go ⁎╮

electric shock ★

╭⁎ donnie is out solo and meets a beautiful mutant who may or may not be a villain?! ⁎╮

Michelangelo 🧡🐢🍕🎮

。・゜・oneshots・゜・。

nothing here yet!

[oozedninjas]

sitting? on their face? pleas?

Yum! ♡

WARNINGS: NSFW / 18+ / MDNI / general verses/Fem!reader / Boys are mid to late twenties / Facesitting

Leo

He makes sure you're comfortable first.

You are? Feast time!

God, he's loving the view.

You're damn perfect. So fucking tasty.

Leo focuses on lapping over your clit, just how you like it.

Adores how your squirming and moans serve as a tool to tease himself.

He's not entering you unless you come on his face first.

No pressure, tho. Take your sweet time. He could do this all day.

Raph

He told you to sit on his face.

Do not ask him if he's sure.

Do not ask him if he can breathe.

Sit on his face.

That's right, good fucking girl.

His grip forces your thighs wide open, bruising a bit.

He might get a bit too rough, but his thick tongue fucking your wet hole makes it worth it.

Raph would bite your inner tights if you tried to leave. You're not getting up before coming, got it?

Donatello

This Man knows precisely how to drive you crazy.

The attention he gives to your clit is 100% on point

He fucks his tongue in your pussy from time to time to even up

Very methodical, but it pays off

He has you coming in a few minutes

Swallows your slick like its healing potion

Do you think he can make you squirt? Oh, he bets he can!

Stay still. Don't be shy ♡

Mikey

If you sit on his face, you'd be there until he allows you to move.

Mikey would grip your thighs and yank you back down if you tried to leave.

Please, just a bit more of you! You taste so good-

Shit, he loves it when you start grinding over his face. Is it that good angel?

Mmm, come on his face, he'll sip it up, bit by bit, till the very last drop.

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

When They Crush On You

2012!Turtles x reader

A/N: I’ve finally gained access to all seasons of TMNT 2012! That means that I can finally watch them all the way from start to finish! So here’s a little headcanon to celebrate with💙❤️💜🧡

Warnings: None other than some spelling, idk.

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Leonardo:

Leonardo would be the responsible and reliable one and he prides himself that way. And just like with the rest of his family, he would see you and your safety as his responsibility. As Leo’s crush on you develops further and further, he would become even more protective and would make sure you're safe during missions. It would get to a point where he would text you to make sure you were okay, even if you weren’t coming along with him and his brothers. But it would go further than that. Leonardo would check up on you regularly with some form of excuse. Something happened on the mission and he needed to know you were okay. He saw something on the news so he would just check in. He broke the toaster and there was a spark, so he had to make sure it didn’t hurt you… even though you were in your own home. It didn’t take more than half a brain cell to realize that Leo was just looking for excuses to talk to you. But that didn’t change the fact that Leo did actually worry about your safety. He'd subtly offer you training sessions and enjoy spending one-on-one with you in the dojo - even though he would panic slightly whenever you got close to him. But even when he was about to mentally scream because of your close proximity, Leonardo would still compliment you on your skill. His compliments would be subtle, but his actions spoke volumes. He would compliment you often about the smallest things. Even though you didn’t seem to notice, Leo’s brothers would look at him like he was a lost cause. To a certain degree they were right. Because as Leonardo’s crush on you grew, he would only grow more and more flustered whenever you were around. You didn’t see it, but everyone else did. Wide eyes that would look in every direction, thinking of something to talk to you about, other than your skills in the dojo or their latest mission.

Raphael:

When Raphael first started crushing on you, not much of his behavior would change. He would stay his gruff turtle self with a small sarcastic comment every now and then. But as his feelings for you started to develop, his actions would follow suit. Raph would start to tease you more. Not like he did with his brothers, but in a more caring way. Yet he would never dare to admit it was because he liked you more than as a friend. Raph would poke you quite often. There was a need in him to be close to you, yet he did not know how to express it in a way he felt comfortable with. So therefore he would poke you, finding it hilarious and adorable if you got annoyed. Was he walking past you while you were eating? Poke. Had you been quiet for long while watching the TV? Poke. Were you talking to one of his brothers? He would continuously poke you until you directed your attention towards him, just to leave with a; “what? I didn’t do anything”. But as much as Raphael liked to tease you, he did not know how to react to the feeling of his beating heart whenever he saw you. As his feelings grew and his heart started beating faster, Raph would start to appear more aloof than usual. That would usually happen when he didn’t expect you to be around. The sheer shock of seeing without mentally preparing himself forced him to act as if you weren’t there. But when Raph was prepared for your pressens, he would annoy you like there was no tomorrow. He would challenge you to spontaneous sparring matches, wanting to see your skills and even show off his own. But as annoying as Raph could be, he would also be nice to you. He'd surprise you with small gestures of kindness, like fixing something for you without saying a word. Like dropping snacks into your lap if you were hungry, without looking you in the eyes.

Donatello:

Donnie, the tech genius, would find subtle ways to impress you with his intelligence. It meant a lot for him when his intelligence was complimented, especially by you. So after the first time you commented on how smart he was, it became his go to way when it came to gain your attention. He would build you gadgets or modify equipment just for you. He would usually present them to you as a gift you had earned for the smallest reasons. You had done great at school or work, or you made that really good cake a long time ago. One time he made you something because you; “remembered to drink water”. But gift giving things Donatello had made was not the only way he would try to gain and keep your attention. Donnie would enjoy engaging in deep conversations with you about science or any other shared interests. But as much as Donnie liked to talk to you, he struggled with expressing his feelings verbally, like saying either too much or too little for his own liking. Like accidentally admitting to having a crush on you, only to try and cover it up by seeing he hated you, causing him even more embarrassment. Yet his actions and gestures spoke volumes and you caught on pretty early on, even before he unintentionally admitted anything. It wasn’t that hard with how clumsy and flustered Donnie would get when he was around you. He would become a blushing mess if your hand touched his while accepting his gift. Stumbling or dropping things weren’t uncommon either for Donatello when you were around. Donnie just couldn’t help it. It was not his fault he would shake like crazy whenever you were close to him. You could just stop being so sweet and maybe he wouldn’t embarrass himself every time he saw you.

Michelangelo:

Mikey would not be so subtle about his feelings for you. He would pretty much do and say everything in the book, but in a non traditional way. Being a fun-loving and carefree turtle by nature, would do anything in his power to make you laugh, and his non conventional and open way of going about his feelings for you certainly made you do so. The only reason the two of you didn’t start a romantic relationship any earlier, was because you thought he was joking with his extreme openness. Mikey would constantly crack jokes, hoping to make you smile. These jokes would extend to pranking his brothers while you were watching, much to their annoyance. Mikey would also invite you to pizza parties in his room, calling them dates from day one with no hesitation. He noticed very early on that you liked a particular type of pizza, and would make sure to bring you one every day instead of a bouquet of roses. At times Mikey would prank and playfully tease you, but never to the same extent as he did with his brothers. What he did to his brothers was meant to annoy them, and be used as a sort of entertainment for himself. But with you it was yet another way for him to show affection. Like not giving you the pizza he had brought for you, without at least a hug as payment. Or straight up blocking your way, demanding some sort of attention from you. If Mikey got nervous whenever you were around, he was definitely good at hiding it. But once you were gone and Mikey was left back with his brothers, he would have no peace not knowing when he would see you again. He would talk about you for hours, mentioning you out of nowhere, almost causing his brothers to become violent. But they soon learned that the best way to shut him up was simply to call you over and ask you to spend time with him.

[normal-internet-user]

okay the 2012 boys with a secret s/o are incredible, so to finish out the set could i possibly request raph with maybe a secret gardener or plush-maker, just something super sweet and soft, s/o? granted a secret s/o for raph hasn’t been made yet, that is

RAPH WITH A SECRET, SOFTIE S/O

You guys met when you were on a yarn run.

You were making a new plush blanket for your little sister, and had run out of her favorite color, so you went to buy some more.

The small craft shop you had gone too ended up in a robbery situation, and Raph came to the rescue.

You kept in touch due to your mutual love of crafts and art,

And the rest was history.

Eventually you start dating and he decides he wants to keep your exsistence a secret, mostly for your safety.

You don't really mind, as long as you get to see him every now and again.

Almost every time he visits you send him home with a new plushy or sweater,

And his brother are starting to wonder where the heck he keeps getting them from.

Leo definitly noticed Raph's dissapearences first.

He debated following him afew times to see where he was going,

But after having a talk with Splinter decided against it.

Donnie was the second to notice,

Really he was just curious as to what Raph's secret was.

Mikey was last,

But his only unterest in the subject was, "Where are you getting these plushies, and can I have one?"

And yes,

You did make him one.

Eventually,

Raph gives into Leo's nagging and brings you down to meet his family.

You're being your sweet little self, and quietly wondering if they'll like you and yada yada, you even made some cookies as a gift.

Raph tells you not to worry your pretty little heart and that his family will love you.

Once you get there, and Raph introduces you, and all your worries dissapear.

Mikey instantly loves you, and he swears it has nothing to do with the plush and the cookies, but they certainly helped.

Leo took a bit longer to warm up to you, but he was never rude or cold, just a bit distant.

Donnie took to you rather quickly, he finds your ability to keep Raph calm incredibly impressive.

After you handed off the cookies and got to know his brothers, Raph took you to meet Splinter.

He adores you.

Your soft personality contrasts Raph's rough exterior so well he knows that, from this moment on, he can count on you to be the rock that keeps his son grounded.

As for Raph, he thinks you are the cutest most adorable person to ever exsist ever.

Only your cute little face and cute little smile and your soft laugh could make him blush.

Also, he gets along amazingly with your little sister.

The first day he met her, after you put her to bed and when he was getting ready to go home, he said, "I barely know that kid, but I swear on everything I hold dear, that if anything happens to 'er, I'm gonna kill whoever did it."

You chuckled and kissed him in the cheek, "That makes two of us, hotshot."

Raph snorted, opening your window and balancing on the ledge, "You? Sweetheart I don't think you could ever even hit someone, let alone kill 'em."

You huffed and handed him a tupperware container of cookies, "Oh, you shush. Make sure you share those with your brothers."

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TADA~

And that's the secret lovers trope finished!

[chucksaveragefan]

What characters do you write for and how much for commish?

Almost any character you ask for, it can take a bit longer if I don't know the character... in that type of situation I would only write something about them if I do my research first so everything can be as accurate as possible.

My beautiful creature in Christ, I do this for free...

[lulu-tutu]

Incorrect Quotes #1 (2012!TMNT)

Leo: What is your biggest weakness? Y/n: I can be uncooperative. Leo: Okay, can you give me an example? Y/n: No.

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Donnie: English is a difficult language. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though. Y/n: You need to stop.

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Mikey: I'm incredibly fast at math. Y/n: Alright, what's 30x17? Mikey: 47 Y/n: That's not even close. Mikey: But it was fast.

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Raph: Must be hard not being able to laugh Y/n: I do have a sense of humor you know Raph: I’ve never heard you laugh before Y/n: I’ve never heard you say anything funny

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Donnie: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE  Y/n: Anything, honestly, but nerds especially  Donnie, desperately, as Y/n bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE Y/n: Oh! B positive.  Donnie: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE  Y/n:

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Leo: I trust Y/n. Donnie: You think they know what they're doing? Leo: I wouldn't go that far.

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Leo: Y/n, keep an eye on Raph today. He’s going to say something to the wrong person and get punched. Y/n: Sure, I’d love to see Raph get punched. Leo: Try again. Y/n, sighing: I will stop Raph from getting punched.

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Mikey: Are you sure this is the right direction? Y/n: Certainly, I'm as sure as I am honest! Donnie: In that case, we're definitely lost.

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Mikey: Yo is Raph sleeping or dead?  Y/n: Hopefully dead, I hated his guts.  Donnie: Yeah, so did I.  Raph: Okay first of all, fuck you-

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Raph: You lying, cheating, piece of shit! Y/n: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD Raph: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING DONNIE AND MIKEY WITH ME Leo, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.

Have this while I work on getting something out for tomorrow :)

[fizzywashere87]

OKAY OKAY SO I WAMNA REQUEST LIKE 2012 RAPH HAS A CRUSH

AND HIS CRUSH IS THE MOST DENSE MF EVER LIKE RAOH WILL FLIRT WITH EM AND THEY'LL BE LIKE "awe thanks!" Just really oblivious lol

notes: OMGIE YESSSSS THIS IS CUTE (it has been rotting in my inbox for a few weeks months and this i apologize for) also i didn't know if you wanted hc's or a fic so i js went with a fic for this one BUT I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS TYSM FOR REQUESTING ML I HOPE YOU ENJOY!! 🫶🫶

Warnings: Gn! Reader, Fluff? Slight crack ig, Rushed at the end kinda

M.List

Think Babes, Think!

Raphael and his brothers were training in the dojo, as usual. Nothing new, nothing to bat an eye for, though Raphael was somewhat distracted. This was not usual.

What was he thinking about that made him so distracted you ask me?

Them.

Who's them?

(Name)

He's gonna try and flirt with them today, that's why he's so worked up.

Raphael is put against Donatello today in their sparring matches, and while they circle each other just waiting for Master Splinter to give them the 'go,' Raphael can't seem to shut his thoughts up.

They probably don't even like you back.

You're an ugly, gross mutant, they're human and just perfect, no human wants to be with a mutant, nonetheless one like them.

Ugly green freak-

His anger was beginning to show on his face. Donatello noticed, raising a non-existent brow, he started, "Uh- Raph-"

"Haijime!"

Raph lunged at Donnie right away, which the taller turtle narrowly dodged, causing Raph to tuck and land on his knees for him to quickly get back up again. The rest of the sparring match was a blur, Raphael was just angry.

"Yame!"

He came back to his sense when he heard Donnie groan from the floor as he stood over him panting slightly. He wasn't as angry as he was a few seconds ago, but the feeling of anger definitely lingered. Donnie got up, Leo and Mikey were already seated on their knees, Leo having won that match. "Uh, Raph, you look, like extra angry dude-" Mikey spoke up prompting Raph to whip his head at his younger brother and send him a glare.

"I am not angry." He spoke through gritted teeth, Mikey put his hands up in mock defense as Donnie and Raph go to sit on their knees beside their two brothers. Master Splinter stands in front of his four sons his hands clasped behind his back, the boys wait to hear what he's about to say, Raph, with an angered look on his features.

"You boys did-"

"Casey! Cut it out!"

"I didn't do nothin' red!"

"Say on God, we both seen you Jones!"

Master Splinter sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose at the certain ruckus going on at the new arrivals if you'll call them that, Leo also seems to sigh, the rest of the brothers unphased.

At the sound of their voice, Raph's anger was immediately lifted a ton, and he thought about his plan to flirt with them today. He didn't know how he was going to do it, but he was going to. His attention turned back to his sensei when he heard another sigh come from him. "You boys did well today, remember your strengths, hide and let go of your weaknesses. We will resume our training tomorrow."

"Hai sensei!" The boys say together, bowing slightly before getting up and meeting their human friends who're in the living room.

As the four boys walk in, April gives a warm smile and wave, (Name) flashes their usual grin, and Casey continues munching on popcorn. Donnie runs to April first much to Casey's dismay and he gets ready to pick a small fight. Mikey, as usual runs to grab a comic book and he plops on the couch next to Casey, giving (Name) a fist bump, Leo also walking over to greet and join his friends. (Name) looks to Raph who seems to be taking the soul out of that poor punching dummy.

(Name) walks over to him, smiling slightly. "Hey Raph, what 'cha up to?" They ask talking over his quieter grunts. He pauses for a moment, looking at them and sighing slightly, (Name) didn't pick up on it.

"Nothing, just punching." He replies, crossing his arms, they look at the dummy and back at him, nodding in understandment. He really wanted to say something sweet to them, something that would give them the hint. This was so, so, not like him. He's not supposed to care about this, the only thing he's supposed to care about is punching aliens and taking down Shredder. So why, why was he so persistent with this?

Although now that he thinks about it, he may have to be a bit more straightforward with (Name). There was that one time...

"Hey." Raph says as a greeting, seeing (Name) walk into the lair, they plop down on the couch next to him, and he sets his comic down.

"Hey Raph! What's up?" (Name) smiled and started idly tapping their foot on the ground. This was his chance, why was he doing this? Never mind that he's doing it, no matter how soft he comes off as.

"You," he clears his throat, "you look cute today." Raph says mentally cursing himself at the way he sounded and how they easily could've taken that as him implying they don't look cute everyday.

(Name) pauses for a moment, taking in his words. A bright smile etches across their face and she gives him a thumbs up. "Thank you Raph! You look pretty good yourself!" They stay quiet for a moment before speaking up. "You okay? It's totally not like you to give out compliments like that!" (Name) tilts their head a wave of concern washing over their adorable human features.

Raph was dumbfounded, shocked even. He stayed quiet for a moment as he processes how his flirting just flew over your head. Were they playing dumb with him to avoid rejecting him? he wouldn't blame them... (Name) was a human and he was an ugly green freak!

"What do you mean?! I can't compliment people?!" He plays the angry and defensive card to get out of that one.

(Name) watches as he punches the dummy, looking over how his muscles flexed at certain points, taking it all in. They wished he seen them the way they do. Why can't he like them back?

Raph stops his punching and turns towards (Name), he took a deep breath and sighed. "(Name), can I ask you something?" He sounded almost nervous? What was wrong?

"Of course Raph! What's up?" (Name) asked slightly concerned, it could be anything at this point. (Name) was hoping he'd get it over quickly so they don't have to wait any longer in suspense.

"Would you," Raph clears his throat, "Would you want to go out sometime?" His tried not to wince as his voice took on a higher pitch at the end.

(Name) thought for a moment, was he asking them out? Probably not, either way they would love to go. "Sure!" They smile, "Any specific reason?" They ask curious as to why Raph of all people would want to go out with them.

Raph sighed audibly through his nose. Welp, this was going to be all or nothing. Time to rip the bandaid off for this one. "I was asking you out on a date." He crosses his arms he scoffs. "Forget it, you wouldn't want to go on a date with an ugly green mutant. Stop playing stupid with me." Raph walks off, angry and a little sad.

(Name) pauses for a moment, as if something wet had just hit them in the face. "What?" They mumble. "Raph wait!" They call out and Raph pauses.

"What do you want?" Raph turns around to face them again, although he didn't really want to. (Name) lightly jogs up to him. "I would love to go out with you, I just didn't think that you liked me like that..." (Name) says rubbing the back of their neck awkwardly.

Raph raises a brow, a small smirk on his face. "You really are that dense." He said crossing his arms, getting an eye roll from (Name)."Where were you thinking we go?" (Name) asks, referring to their up coming date, completely disregarding his (lighthearted) insult.

"Mr. Murakami's place, it's not like I can go anywhere else." Raph says as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. (Name) shrugs and nods. "You do have a point there." They smile at him and plant a kiss on his cheek.

"Pick me up at 8 on Friday!" (Name) skips off to go hangout with April who was seated on the couch engrossed in her laptop for school. Raph was left there with pink cheeks and wide eyes, his jaw slightly agape.

Wow.

@fashionablysouly @serendipitous-girl

[niphredil-14]

TMNT Rapael/Reader- "Held Space"

A/N: this took me absolute ages and is unedited because i got lazy. shoutout to my now ex-gf for dumping me which gave me the inspiration to finally finish this fic Pairing: Best-friend!Raphael (i imagined this as 2003, but frankly could be any of them)/reader Content Warnings: cheating, insults, toxic bf, best-friend raph Word Count: 2.1k

She stood on the subway, arm reaching up to hold onto the handgrip as she quickly switched her gaze between her phone and her surroundings. There were too many people around, and so little space, but she did her best to shuffle around to keep some semblance of a personal bubble. She was lucky that she didn’t have too many stops between her work and home, and though it felt like much longer to her, within fifteen minutes of hopping onto the train, she was stepping off, eyes flicking down to her phone when it chimed. Unlocking her phone, it opened up to her text thread with one of her best friends, the contact name, raphie, followed by a ninja emoji, a turtle emoji, and a red scarf emoji. She had promised to text him once she had got off work and was heading home. Most of the thread had been meaningless rambles, a few memes, and lots of complaints about the horrors of customer service from her, and even more complaints about Leo from him. It was the newest additions to the thread that captured her attention.

You: I mean, at least my bf’s on cooking duty tonight. I don’t think that I could handle having to cook after today lmao

raphie: yeah, so long as you trust him to not fill it chock full of nuts and not know where your epi-pen is again.

You: yeah that sucked

You: But that was one time! And I feel like it can he easy to forget someone’s allergies if it wasn’t all that important before. And he’s been better lately!

raphie: better as in actually good? Or better as in just not ghosting you for weeks at a time even though you live in the same apartment??

She sighed as she looked down at her phone. Raph had insanely high standard for anyone that was close to the people he cared about, and she was sure that it was just his protective side showing a bit. She figured that if Raph just knew him a bit better, that he wouldn’t be so harsh on him. She thought that it was just because Raph didn’t know him like she did, and that, really, Sam hadn’t been all that bad recently. Things seemed to be looking up. There was a brief time that he wasn’t being so loving, but in the past month, he had really turned around, he was amicable and affectionate, and kept up his side of the chore chart, he was really putting in an effort. And Raph, she thought, just didn’t know what he was talking about. She pondered all of this as she walked the few blocks from the train station to her apartment. With every step, her exhaustion grew, until the reached her door. She struggled with her keys for a moment, before finally getting them into the lock and turning the handle, letting the door swing open. She took a step into the apartment, shutting the door behind her, and dropping her purse down on the floor beside her. It was when the purse did not land flatly as it normally would that she looked down, and found that another purse had gotten in the way of a successful landing. Confusion wrote itself across her face, as her eyes then trailed around the room, finding several feminine items that most certainly did not belong to her. She experienced a strange sense of extreme clarity and clear-headedness that was always so unexpected in moments of great pain and betrayal. She let her gaze travel all over the room a few more times, as she then noticed the sounds emanating from her bedroom. She pulled out her phone and opened her most recent text thread.

You: raph

raphie: ?

You: I need you to come to my apartment now.

She slid her phone back into her pocket, not waiting for a response, and quietly opened the door again.

“Baby! I’m home! I thought you were gonna start on dinner?” She called out as she slammed the door shut. The noises from the bedroom ceased, and she imagined the panic on the lovers’ faces. She waited a moment by the door, and heard a voice yell from the bedroom.

“You have a girlfriend?” A feminine voice spoke. His voice was muffled through the door, though she could tell that the girl with him cut him off. “You fucking asshole!” She heard the two of them moving about in the bedroom, and moved to the kitchen, opening up a cupboard and grabbing a wine glass. The bedroom door slammed open, and a flustered woman stormed out and up to her. “I am so sorry! He told me that he was single, I had no idea, I swear.” She looked at the woman, and despite her anger, couldn’t logically stay mad when she knew that they had both been wronged.

“Not your fault that he’s a lying piece of shit.”

“No kidding.” The woman replied. They both stood there, somewhat awkwardly for a moment before the woman apologized again and left. She was given only aa moment of peace before her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend came stumbling out of the bedroom, evidently only just having finished putting on pants. He was paid no heed, as she reached for a corkscrew in the far back of a cupboard.

“Baby, I can explain!” The words flew out of his mouth, and he took a large inhale, as if preparing to ramble. She cut him off before his lungs had filled.

“There’s no need. You shouldn’t waste the little time that you have to gather your essentials.” She spoke, her voice calm and even.

“What?” He asked, incredulous.

“You can come back for the rest of your things Saturday at 3pm, as for now, just fill a bag or two with your most immediate essentials and leave.”

“The fuck?! You can’t kick me out! This is my home too!” He stepped towards her, and she looked at the clock. She knew Raph wouldn’t ignore her text.

“Not according to the lease. Which has only my name on it.”

“Bullshit! That doesn’t mean shit. And you didn’t even gimme a chance to explain!”

“There’s clearly nothing that needs to be explained. Despite what you may think, I’m not stupid. I’m fully capable of putting two and two together.” She cut off another one of his fruitless attempts to argue. “Sam. My name is on the lease, I, alone pay for the rent and all the bills. On top of my full time job, I also do a solid ninety-percent of the cleaning and chores, and pay for all of your stupid subscriptions. As far as the law, or anyone with basic common sense is concerned, I own this apartment and everything in it. Now, round up your shit, or at the very least your wallet and car keys, while you still have time to get out of my home.”

“The fuck do you mean,’still have time?’ I’m not going anywhere. You can’t force me out of my own damn house.” She could hear the bedroom window be forced open, and the thud of two feet landing on the ground.

“You will leave, or you will be forced to leave.” She said, doing her best to not allow her emotions to show in her voice. He continued to step closer to her, still yelling.

“You really think you can force me to do anything, bitch?” She turned to face him, and looked past him, seeing Raph quickly approach. A smile beautifully matched the cold look glowing in her eyes.

“I don’t need to. You’re leaving.” She said, firmly. He lurched, but a much larger arm than his came around his neck, and applied heavy force, forcing a choked out wheeze to fall from his lips. Sam was pulled backwards into a firm body, his hands unsuccessfully clawing at the arm around his neck.

Raph spoke with a large smirk etched across his snout. “This guy botherin’ you, ma’am?” Humor dripped from every syllable. She returned his smile kindly.

“As a matter of fact, he is.”

“Well, then, lemme take care of that for ya.” Raph said, sliding his arm away from Sam’s neck, and grabbing onto his thumb, twisting so that his body would follow as Raph dragged him to the door and threw him out, leaving him crumpled on the ground, gasping for air. She walked up beside Raph, and tossed Sam’s wallet on the ground in front of him, before retreating back into her apartment once more. Raph gave the pained man a cruel smile as he spoke. “And stay out!” After slamming the door in his face, Raph turned and walked farther into the apartment, reentering the kitchen once more, where he found her finally pouring herself a glass of wine.

He stepped towards her slowly, careful to not startle her. “Hey, uh, you okay?” She stood with her back facing him still. He saw her take a large sip of her wine, looking out the kitchen window. After a moment of hesitation, she spoke, her voice losing its conviction by the syllable.

“I’ll be fine. Thanks, Raph.” He took another few steps until he was only inches away from her. She still kept her back to him, and so he reached out and placed a gentle hand on her upper arm, carefully turning her to face him. As soon as they were face to face, she crumpled. Her lips pulled tight in a grimace, and her eyebrows scrunching up, the skin of her nose and cheeks already flushed and rosy, and her eyes shining with unshed tears.

“Oh sweetheart.” Raph said, bringing his other hand up to her un-held arm. “What happened?” Her head lolled slightly to the side, and a heavy sigh escaped her.

“You were right, and I should have listened to you.” She said, her voice breaking at long last. “I just-“ She stuttered. “I just wanted to believe that we were happy and that everything was good, you know?” He nodded along, and rubbed gently strokes on her arms as she told him the events of the night. “I don’t understand why he would do that. I did my best to be a good girlfriend. I did everything for him. Why wasn’t I good enough?” She was rambling, just letting all of her negative and untrue thoughts come barreling right out of her mouth. Raph’s grimace grew as he was forced to listen to all her depressing self-talk.

“Stop that.” He cut her off sharply, more so than he meant to. He attempted to correct his harshness by giving her a small, reassuring smile. “He’s just a dick, you did nothin’ wrong, it wasn’t you.” She inhaled, and he continued to talk before she got a chance to argue with him. “You were perfect, and he didn’t deserve you. I know how much work you put into the relationship, and how much effort you put into planning special things for him. You were not the issue. He was just the biggest piece of shit around, and you were unfortunate enough to fall for him.”

“Raph,” She said, quietly.

“’m not done.” He continued. “He was damn fuckin lucky to be blessed with your presence, let alone to have you as a girlfriend. You got any idea how lucky any man’d be to have you, huh?” She sniffled, and he pulled her in tighter, letting her hide her face in his shoulder. “I wish I coulda convinced you to leave him sooner. You deserve way better than that garbage, you hear me?” She burrowed her face deeper into the scaly skin of his shoulder. “You hear me?” He repeated, and waited until she nodded into his shoulder before he continued. “I know that it hurts now, but believe me when I say that you don’t need him. You could do so much better than him, Sweetheart, you don’t even know.”

The only sound that came from her in response were sniffles, routinely interrupted with a hiccup as she sobbed into his skin. He held her there for several moments, not offering any more words, simply sharing the experience with her and holding space for her pain, but he couldn’t just stand there for long. Gently, he adjusted his hold and lifted her off of the ground, holding her tight to his body, and began to steadily walk into the living room, dropping the both of them down onto the couch. He continued to hold her close, as he rubbed large, slow circles on her back, allowing her to push all of her tears out, uncaring of the slight dribble of snot beginning to drop onto his skin.

“You’re gonna be okay, Hon, I’m here, I’ve gotcha.”

[obsessedwrhys]

TMNT (SOME VERSIONS)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Symbols

fluff = 🦋 , angst = 🪐 , smut = 🍒 , goofy = 🎧

Headcanons:

Lovesick!Leo x Reader 🦋

Disaster Twins x Snake!Reader 🦋

Disaster Twins x Touchstarved!Reader 🦋

Meeting The Brothers For The First Time 🦋

ROTTMNT x Medusa!Reader 🦋

Stories:

Science vs Magic (Rise!Donnie x Telekinetic!Reader) / Donnie disapproves your magical abilities 🦋🪐

A Love Beyond Logic (Rise!Donnie x Magical!Reader) / How Donnie would deal with a magical girlfriend 🦋

Series:

-None yet-

[tmntxthings]

Hello! I seriously love your writing, man! It hits the spot. I especially love how forceful you make 12 Raph (he's canonically a forceful character anyway). Do you think maybe you could write a yandere 2012 Raphael?? 👉👈 I'm perfectly fine with a gender neutral reader!!

Nightly Watch

author’s note: i definitely think i can write some yandere raph c: you didn’t specify hc’s or oneshot so I went with oneshot ;3 I hope you enjoy <333 thanks for requesting

warnings: yandere raphael, yandere tendencies, emotional manipulation, violence, angst, cursing, domestic abuse, stalking, dark au, unedited

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Raph came to know you after he and his brothers had saved you from the kraang. April wasn’t the only one they were after it seemed. Unlike April though, the rest of your family was safe, so once you were rescued, they didn’t really see you again. Well… his brothers didn’t. Raph couldn’t seem to get you out of his thoughts.

He told himself he’d just check in, make sure you were alright this one time. April had been recaptured plenty of times.. maybe that was the case for you too. Raph remembered where you lived. He remembered where he had dropped you off, your window was on the third floor. Maybe he was so attached because you had trusted him enough to carry you all the way there. You were human and couldn’t keep up with mutant ninja turtles who were on the run from the kraang prison. You hadn’t chosen Leo or any of his others brothers. That meant more to him than you could ever know.

Whatever the reason he remembered everything clearly. So when he saw your figure moving around in your bedroom he held his breath. You were as beautiful as he remembered. His heart couldn’t help but skip a beat, he hadn’t left your window til the sun started to rise. And that hadn’t been the only time either, he came back to check on you anytime he could, after patrols or on the nights where they weren’t even supposed to go out on the surface. He’d sneak out for you, for your protection.

He imagined you in April’s place plenty of times. If you didn’t have anywhere else to go, if your family was taken by the kraang, you could stay with him, in the lair. He’d give you the full tour, make sure his room was more presentable in hopes to keep you there. He’d totally offer up his own bed to you. Raph sighed, unable to stop himself from wishing all of it to be true even if it did mean your family would be in trouble. Raph would make sure you were happy, he could care for you better than anyone.

Nights turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. Months of him getting more attached outside of your bedroom window. You were safe with him protecting you every night. Well he had thought he was doing a great job until one night he swooped down from the rooftop only to see you crying. You were wiping away your tears furiously, as if the last thing you wanted to do was cry. Then he saw it, the mark on your face that was turning a darker shade of pink, blossoming into red.

He didn’t like the color on you. Not in these circumstances. His vision flooded, images of someone hitting you. It had Raphael seeing only that color, red. The window came up with little resistance as he barged into your room, he had little regard for keeping quiet. “Who fucking touched you?” He snarled. You jumped off of your bed in surprise, the tears subsiding as you recognized him. Raph liked to think you thought of him just as often as he did you, but when you said, “M-mikey?!” He closed his eyes, took in a deep breath and tried his best not to yell. “Wrong. Just tell me who and I’ll be outta here.” He griped.

“It’s none of your concern.” You said, backing away from him like he was a wild animal about to snap. “I’m not gonna hurt you. But whoever did that,” he pointed towards your cheek, “deserves a good beating.” Maybe even more than that.. You looked at him, exasperated. “Look I appreciate all you did saving me from the kraang, but I can take care of myself.” You took a moment, then your eyes sharpened, “Why are you even here? And how—“

Raphael stalked forward causing you to shut up and fumble backwards, your eyes darting around. “What’re you gonna do, fight me?” He mused, finding that thought entertaining despite his terrible mood. “Just leave me alone. Please.” You said losing a bit of your cool composure as you came to a realization. He had been outside of your window, watching you. “I’ll go, just answer my question first.” His hand went up, you flinched as he grazed your wound gently. It seemed you regained your senses, batting his hand away, he let it fall to his side. “Raph.” You took another stab at his name and he gave himself away completely, eyes widening.

“Please, just go. You can’t do anything about this.” You pleaded, going for a softer approach since he wouldn’t listen to your earlier demands. “But I can, I can protect you Y/n, just let me. I’ll find out regardless if you tell me now or later.” He liked saying your name. He liked hearing you say his. He’d have paid more attention to that if your dad hadn’t slammed the door open. “The fuck Y/n! How’d this piece of shit get in??? You sneaking.. boys in now?” The man was slurring and stumbling, a drink in his left hand.

“Dad! Please I can explain, just—“ the man’s hand went up and it clicked into place. He was the one hitting you. Your dad. Raphael acted on instinct, easily putting himself in between you and your father, grabbing the raised arm and shoving the fucker back. He stumbled onto his ass. “Oh-ho lookie here you got a fighter huh Y/n?” Your dad barked out in laughter as he slowly pushed back to stand. “Take another step and you’ll be back on your ass.” Raphael warned. With that he turned his back to check you on. You were trembling, and his eyes softened, “Y/n you don’t have to put up with him,” he jerked a thumb back at your father. “I could take care of you! I could protect you!”

Your eyes widened with fear. “Raphael!” You screamed. Raph hadn’t realized his warning had fallen on deaf ears as the man lunged, this time he swung the bottle aiming to hit it over Raph’s head. The sound of breaking glass rang in your ears as you watched in horror. Raph jerked forward almost falling onto you, but he was quick to plant his feet and turned back swinging. One second he was talking to you, then the next his was on top of your father, beating him senseless.

“Raph!” “Stop!!” “Please you’ll kill him!” Your hands grabbed his shoulders, pulling him backwards. It did the trick as Raph turned to you, fists raised and ready to fight. “It’s me Raph, it’s Y/n” you said shakily raising your hands in surrender. He was bleeding from the side of his head. “Come on, you’ve gotta get out of here,” you said quickly, offering your hand, palm open. He blew out a breath and took your hand. He led, pulling you to the window. He was getting out of here and he was taking you with him. He wasn’t in the right state of mind to talk, he was a turtle of action right now. And all he wanted was to get you to safety.

A couple of hours later, his head bandaged and you in the lair. It was like his fantasy had finally come true, you were here, in his room no less! And all he had to do was let that stupid prick smash that glass bottle over his head. He’d do it all over again if it meant Raph got to keep you. And now that you were here, he surely wasn’t letting go. Promises of just staying the night, and that you had to go would be falsely made. He’d let you think what you want. You’d see, sooner or later, you wouldn’t be safe unless you were be his side.

[oozedninjas]

SORRY THAT MATING SEASON ASK WAS VERY VAGUE I was wondering how they would like... act around reader? And stuff

a bit light just for humor

2012 verse I 18+ I MDNI I Mutant guys are mid to late twenties I unspecified verse means I get to chose I breeding I bruising I Oral sex I matin cycles I NSFW

Leo

Leo doesn't want you around cause he's afraid he won't be able to control himself

Phone sex!!! which only ends up in him giving up and sprinting to your place

Intense makeout session in which he insists it's enough if you just let him cum all over you

He holds onto his composure till the very last second

Consent king when you insist you want to help him further Is it okay if he breeds you till it drips off your cunt? Say yes. Fuck, please, say yes-

Very protective the next day

Super sweet aftercare

You can't leave the nest, tho. He'll hiss.

Raph

Bruises. all. over. your. body.

He doesn't mean to be rough, is just that he loves to grope your flesh, squeeze and bite soft fat where he can find.

You're too soft. Fuck he's melting.

Manhandles you (not intentionally, not to be mean, not exactly, right? Haha he loves pulling your hair)

Raph gets carried away pretty easily but if you tug at his bandana hard enough he'll snap back to reality

After the peak of the rut passes, he's a bit more careful.

I think 2012 Raph is super prone to be submissive in bed, but when he's on mating cycles nah-ah, no chance!

He'll smack that ass

Donnie

Jealousy levels up 100%

Donnie gets possessive a few days before it starts.

This man will put his best effort into the nest he'll present to you.

Loves that you love it because now you'll be here until his mating season is over.

His stress levels would shoot up if you even bring up the idea of leaving. Please don't wreck his nerves, okay? ♡

MARKING

He'll breed you so good you'll smell like him for a while

hickey king tm

It's only logical, don't you see? Everyone should know you're his.

Mikey

Head empty, only y/n thoughts! ♡

Mikey gets extra handsy, touchy, and needy days before his Mating season kicks in.

Seriously he's sighing and hopeless if you say you can't be around.

mtf moans when you press yourself too much on him when you hug him 💀

Excited to spend his mating cycle with such a loving, beautiful partner! My guy vibrates to the next dimension, honestly

Really sensual when stuff gets steamy

He will lick you up, but especially your legs and thighs

Buries his face in your pussy and whimpers at the softness of it

eats you out like the fine meal you are

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Hello

I am asking you to write a fanfic in which Mikey (2012) comes to you to cry after another painful words from his brothers, wanting to repay you for the love and support you show him in the form of a failed attempt at sex (he is inexperienced and a bit uninformed

Tahnks you

Soothing Words and Comforting Hands (18+)

2012!Michelangelo x reader

A/N: I’ve changed tiny details to make it easier to write and to make if feel more natural, but I still hope you’ll enjoy it🧡

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All characters are aged up.

Warnings: Spelling, attempts at a first time, premature ejaculation, mentioning of Mikey’s brothers being absolute dick heads and insensitive af.

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When Michelangelo texted you, and asked you to come to the lair, you obviously did. You were excited to see what your bright and happy boyfriend had planned, since he had given you no information by the text. He had just asked you to come down to the lair, and had sent you a few orange hearts when you answered yes.

But once you entered the lair, you weren’t met with the same enthusiastic smile and loud greetings of your terrapin boyfriend. He was quiet with his gaze kept low, as he walked to you from his bedroom. That was not common for Mikey. Not at all. And immediately you began to worry for your sweet boyfriend.

As he walked you to his bedroom, he ignored the comments from his brothers, trying to gain his attention.

“Come on, Mikey”, Raph groaned in frustration. “Are you still mad about that silly thing?”

And that’s when you knew. It happened again. His brothers had said something very insensitive with no regard for Mikey’s feelings, causing him to seek you out for comfort. Your poor sweet Mikey.

Mikey closed the door behind you, embracing you in a soft hug, resting his head against your shoulder, hiding his face from the world around him. He didn’t say a word, but just held you tight like you were the only comfort to him.

“What’s up, Mikster Man? What’s going on?”, you asked softly as you placed your arms around his shoulders, before tracing soft circles on the back of his neck. He shivered at his, pressing his face further against your neck. It did not matter what nickname you used on him, he loved them all. The stranger and more creative the better. “Wanna talk about it now?” He shook his head, still hiding against your neck. “Wanna lay down for a bit and then maybe talk about it?” He nodded.

You laid comfortably on your back in Mikey’s bed, with him on top of you, and your fingers tracing and lightly scratching the top of his shell. His head was still tucked against your neck, his forehead leaning against the side of your jaw, allowing him to watch himself play with your hair on the other side of your head. You stayed like this for some time, feeling safe in the presents of each other, comforting each other in small ways.

It was not usual for Mikey to stay so quiet for so long, letting you know that something was still plaguing his mind. He wanted to say something, but he did not know how to say it. The fact that he didn’t sigh out loud over and over, begging you to ask him what was going on, as he did not know another way to get the conversation started, told you what you needed to know. Michelangelo did not know how to say it, whatever it was that was on his mind.

You turned your head and placed a kiss against Mikey’s forehead, causing him to melt further against you.

“You’re really sweet, you know”, he finally said in a light mumble, as if he was still far away in thoughts.

You let out a small chuckle, which Mikey loved feeling vibrate against his ear. It was no secret that Mikey really liked your laugh. He always had and always will, looking forward to it everyday.

“You have told me a few times”, you smiled, placing one more kiss on his forehead.

“But I mean it”, Mikey said, eyes still on your hair in his hands. “You’re really sweet. You’re always so sweet to me”.

“You sound sad about it”, you said, your fingers feeling his scutes.

Mikey thought for a moment, staying quiet as he chewed on his lip. “I wanted to thank you for being so sweet to me”.

You turned to look at your boyfriend, your eyes searching for his in slight confusion at his statement. “What do you mean?”

Mikey let go of your hair so he could trace your collarbone to comfort himself, still avoiding your eyes as he talked. “You are always so nice to me. You understand me like no one else and you take your time with me. Even now!” He gestured towards the way you and him was laying on his bed. “And I really wanted to thank you for being so nice to me, and for being the girlfriend I never thought I would be lucky enough to get. I’ve told you often, but sometimes I’ve also just really wanted to show you… so I asked Donnie…”

“You asked Donnie”, you repeated, both to show him that you were listening, but also as a question. What did you ask Donnie about?

“I asked him how to… you know… do things. I thought if anybody down here knew, then Donnie would be the one! He did say he would tell me about it, but he laughed first. And Raph heard”. You sighed at the mentioning of Mikey’s second oldest brother. Of course he had said something, about whatever poor Mikey had been asking guidance for. It wasn’t uncommon for Mikey to text or call you, to tell you how his older brother would tease him on the edge of bullying. “He said a lot of things and made fun of… it. And then Donnie started doing it too! I asked Leo for help, and he told them to stop, but then he started to make fun of it too!” That made you sad. Raph being insensitive was one thing, but you had thought better of Donnie and Leo.

You tightened your embrace around Mikey, placing yet another kiss on his face. “When we are done here, I’ll give them a beating worse than any Kraang has”, you said, hoping to lighten the mood a bit. And it worked. Mikey let out a small chuckle, his warm breath fanning across your skin, disappearing as quick as he blew it out.

As comforting silence once again fell upon you and Michelangelo, you couldn’t help but let your thoughts wonder. What was it that Mikey had asked Donnie for guidance on? What was it that had caused his brothers to tease him so much?

“Mikey, if you don’t mind me asking, what did you ask Donnie about?”, you finally asked. You felt Mikey stiffen a bit in your arms. For a second you thought he would retreat into his shell, but instead he loosened up slightly, before finally turning to look at you, his eyes flickering across your face.

“I- I asked Donnie if he knew… uhm… how humans have, you know… sex”, he stammered, a blush washing over his face, his eyes locked onto a fixed point behind your head, before he lowered his head to hide against your neck once more. “I just wanted to know how to make you feel good, to thank you for always being so sweet and nice to me”.

You didn’t want to laugh, but you did. It was not a taunting laughter, but a warm carefree one. One that made Mikey look at you, not in fear of rejection by his own girlfriend, but comfort. He did really like your laugh.

“And you call me sweet”, you said, your eyes and smile shining bright at him. “I’ve never experienced anybody being so nice and sweet with the thought of sex”.

A smile spread across Mikey’s blushing face, as he started mindlessly tracing your collarbone once more. But even while being a blushing mess, Mikey managed to find his boyish charm once more. “So is that a yes to sex?”

You laughed once more, this time louder. Probably loud enough for Mikey’s brothers to hear out in the living area. Mikey could feel all the fears that had grown from his brother's words, washing away ever so slowly at the sound of your beautiful laughter ringing through his bedroom.

“Yes, Mikster, that is a yes”.

Mikey beamed as he brought your lips together, enjoying the well known feeling of your lips moving against his. Make out sessions weren’t a new thing for you and your boyfriend, as they often happened whenever you and him had a quiet time alone. But they rarely got that heated. It was normal for him to churr while you did so, but this time it was loud, vibrating though his chest.

It didn’t take long before Mikey had gotten your shirt off, eagerly palming your still covered breasts with one of his three fingered hands, grinding his crotch against your still pant covered center. You chuckled at this, finding his eager inexperience adorable. Just like the first time you kissed, Mikey was not scared. He was happy and eager, having a hard time holding his enthusiasm back.

You broke from the heated kiss to place kisses along his neck, feeling him shiver against you at the feeling. His hand halted around your breast, and his small movements against your core became unsteady and lost rhythm. His breathing became erratic, and you enjoyed the small sounds that escaped him.

You felt something hard press against the inside of your clothes thigh, and you smiled having a pretty good idea of what it was.

You let go of Mikey’s neck, arching your back so you could reach behind your back to undo your bra. Mikey stopped every movement and watched you, his eyes wide once your bra was off and laying on his bedroom floor. You chuckled at Mikey’s expression, taking one of his hands in yours, moving it back to your chest. You maneuvered his hand, to show him how to touch your nipples. Once again you felt him move against you, his eyes focusing on his fingers around your nipples.

“Just like that, Mikey”, you breathed out. “You’re doing amazing”.

This comment did something to Mikey. His hips shuttered against you, his face contorted and he let out what you could only describe as a needy yet satisfied moan. The feeling against your thigh was unmistakable. He had just ejaculated onto your pants.

Mikey’s eyes widened in panic, before he dared to look down. The unmistakable white substance on your thigh, just above his still hard penis made his shoulders hunch as he tried to avoid your eyes once more. But to his surprise you simply chuckled, pulling him down for yet another kiss before giving him a reassuring smile.

“It’s okay Mikster”, you said, stroking his cheek with your thumb. “It happens more often than you would think. Besides…” You let go of his face so you could move your hands to the buttons of your pants. “... I would have to take them off anyway”.

Mikey let out a happy sigh of relief, before kissing you once more. “Holy Chalupa, I love you so much”.

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“We should say sorry to him”, Leo said, watching his brothers as he played with his own fingers in unease. “He did ask for help”.

Donnie nodded in agreement, eyes falling to his feet with guilt. “It’s a pretty sensitive subject and we just made fun of him”.

“I’m not saying sorry for anything”, Raph said, hands behind his head. “When he says something so ridiculous, he cannot expect me not to make fun of it!”

“Raph, Mikey came to us with an honest question and in need of help. What we did was not okay”, Donnie said.

“As if it’s going to happen!”, Raph said. “He is a turtle - a mutant turtle. She is a human girl - a very non mutated human girl! They might very well have a relationship going, but they could never-”.

Raphael stopped mid sentence, his eyes wide and his mouth agape. The sudden noises coming from Mikey’s room left him and his brothers motionless in surprise. Schreaking from Mikey’s bed, accompanied with what very much sounded like moans, and your voice telling Mikey how good he was doing, left no doubt in their mind.

“Well”, Leo said, catching the eye of a shocked and somewhat disgusted Raph. “Seems like he figured it out”.

[normal-internet-user]

So, do you remember the softie s/o you made with the 2012 raph? I was wondering if you could write something where like raph gets hurt and softie mode gets turned off and all the brothers watch as she absolutely WRECKS whoever hurt him

OHMIGOSH YES

NOT SO FRAGILE

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Summary: Karai gets her shit rocked by one very angry reader.

Warnings: Mild violence, tiny swear words-

Requested: @etherealyblue

No memtioned pronouns!

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Ah, date night.

A time where you and Raph could wind down, and spend some time alone together.

Well, at least it was supposed to be.

The foot clan just couldn't leave well enough alone, could they? They just had to go and ruin date night by trying to murder your boyfriend and take you hostage.

You were perfectly content staying on the sidelines and waiting for back-up to arrive while Raph held his own. And that's what you would have done.

Had Karai not sent your precious Raphie through a freakin' wall. Oh no, that was not going to slide.

As Raph struggled to get up and back into the fight, you picked up a steel pipe from the ground.

The others had arrived by now, and were dealing with the foot bots, but before anyone could deal with Karai, you charged her.

"HEY!" you shouted, pipe raised as she turned away from Raph to see you charging her, "Eyes on me bitch!"

You swung the pipe, Karai quickly bringing up her blade to protect her face. You kicked her in the knee, causing her to fall forward with you striking her on the back of her head as she fell, effectivly knocking her unconcious.

You dropped the pipe the second Karai hit the ground, hands coming up to cover your mouth, "Oh my god, I'm as crazy as my mother!" you said, (If you get this refrence, I love you)

You felt Raph put a hand on your shoulder, and looked over to see a proud smirk on his face, "Nice arm, babe." he said, and you scowled.

"You shush. Donnie, do mind giving him a check up? Seeing as to how he went through a wall."

Donnie nodded, walking over to check over his brother, Raph groaned, "I'm fine. You guys can go home, and we can finish date night."

All it took was one scolding look from you to silence the red clad terrapin.

One scolding look that was laced with concern and love.

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Sorry for the long wait on requests, writers block has hit me like a ton of bricks-

[chucksaveragefan]

looks around* lowers voice*

Mikey finding his s/o toys and he gets jealous that his s/o is using them instead of using him and then his s/o uses the toys on mikey to show him how good they feel

*takes the request slowly and puts it in his pocket* Got ya pookie...

Warning → +18

(all characters are +18 so don't start saying shit in the comments, English is not my first language, still trying to figure out how to make good shit so please be patient)

Nasty (nasty)

"Where's it?" He asked you, searching for your phone now that he convinced you to order some pizza because my boy Mikey is always hungry.

"I think it's in my bedroom!" You were in the kitchen looking for something to drink with the pizza just to find out you're running out of soda's, quickly, you took your wallet and your keys, put your shoes on and walked out of your apartment but before that you turned around to notify him you're gonna be back soon.

"Gonna go out to buy more soda, I'll be back in a minute!" He simply responded with a "okay!" And you make your way out to the street while he was still fighting against his own demons because the poor boy couldn't find the phone.

"If I were a phone...where would I hide?...." Bro's gonna fry his brain if he keeps thinking that hard, after what feels like for ever (two minutes) he noticed that he hasn't searched for the phone in your closet!

So here's our beautiful boy, sitting on the floor, looking at everything he found in a not so well hidden box... At first he felt a bit disappointed with himself... Why would you have toys? He wasn't enough to satisfy you? Is he doing something wrong? But then something else kicked in... Jealousy, how's gonna make you feel good a piece of plastic? Nonsense! He now was a bit angry at you for hiding this type of things from him... Didn't you trust him enough to talk about all this stuff?

By the time you came back with the soda, you found him on the couch, arms crossed on front of his plastron, something wasn't okay...

"Mikey? Hey! I'm b-back... Is everything okay?" You asked worried since he didn't even turn to greet ya like if it has been years without seeing you (puppy behaviour?)

"how long?" He asked, finally turning around to face you "how long what?" You asked as you put the soda in the coffee table "how long have you been hiding from me the fact that I don't satisfy you enough?" He sounded offended... Or maybe he was just being dramatic "Mikey...what are you talking about-" "I found EVERYTHING!"

So now you're the one frying your brain trying to find out what got him in this really bad mood "er....?" "THE TOYS!"... Nothing actually happened, you just stared at him for a moment before laughing out loud, when you finally managed to calm down you explained it to him "Mikey I only have those toys for when i feel so needy but you can't come over, there's no toys in this world who could actually make me feel as good as you do" smiling warmly, you sat by his side, ona thing got to other and what at first were lovely tiny kisses ended up with hungry and desperate ones...

The things only grew hotter till one idea came to your mind "wanna try them out?" And that's how we ended this way, Mikey moaning out loud (in my hc Mikey it's really vocal) while you press the vibrator directly in his cloaca, this poor boy has been begging you for permission to drop his cock out "be a good boy and wait" you whispered softly to him, after what feels like for ever "p-please ! I- I can't -" his legs started to shake, he wouldn't last much longer "okay".

Now all erect in his full glory, his cock twitched at the feeling of the vibrations of your toy (you're gonna be the death of this dude), Mikey felt out of breath as you press the toy right on the head of his dick, his hands resting at his sides as he did his best to not throw the toy away and take you right there, right now. At this point our poor boy was babbling and so lost in his own arousal, his hips bucking up, whimpering desperately, all sweaty "I- mmmgonna- ah!" That's the last words he said before his orgasm hits him hard and rough, tears forming on his eyes as his body trembles from the overstimulation.

"So, you like it?" Pulling the toy away from him "iksndm...mskjnhbf" you chuckled playfully "I would take that as a yes" you said before giving him a tiny lovely kiss on his cheek

Be honest guys did I ate with this one? 👀💧

(me reading all the shit I just wrote↓)

[lulu-tutu]

Do you take platonic requests?

If so, could I request head-cannons, or anything you like really, of Splinter (can be 2012 or rottmnt) becoming a father figure for a reader who doesn’t have one? The reader becomes friends with the turtles and spends a lot of time at the lair, obviously because they want to spend time with their turtle buds, but also because they really like talking to Splinter and he kinda picks up on it after a while and decides “yep, I have a 5th kid now”.

Sorry if this is a bit of a strange request.

Father Figure ⭐️ Splinter (Platonic)

A/N: This wasn’t a strange request at all, I love requests like this because they really pull at my heartstrings. Was super fun to write, and I tried my best not to tear up as Father/Child scenes make me emotional lmao

Pairing(s): Platonic!Splinter x GN!Reader

Warning(s): Like, two swear words, teeny tiny bit of angst? Overall very soft <3

Proof read :)

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Spending so much of your free time down in the lair meant not only hanging out with the turtles, but also becoming close to their dad, Splinter.

So much time in fact that it started to feel like he was becoming your own dad.

The first time you had a proper conversation with him was when you were having a sleepover at the lair. While everyone else was knocked out cold in their own rooms, you couldn’t catch a wink of sleep, so you decided to check out the one place the guys spend most of their time; the Dojo.

You first thought was to just marvel at the range of weapons they had, but you weren’t even close to doing that when you spotted a meditating Splinter sitting silently in the middle of the room.

Breathing a sigh of relief that the sound of you entering the room didn’t disturb him, you went to back out when his voice startled you. “Cannot sleep?”

Ah, shit. You fucked up.

Not wanting to be rude, you sheepishly nod, “Yeah, I’m really sorry for disturbing you. I just wanted to try and tire myself out by walking around.”

It was then that he gently patted the space in front of him, inviting you over. With nothing else to do and honestly, why would you even decline, you complied and sat in front of him.

That night the two of you talked for a few hours. It started off a little bit awkward on your part, not knowing exactly what to say to him, but he was kind enough to lead the conversation.

You talked about the turtles, when they were younger and just learning how to defend themselves, about some of your future plans, if you had any that is, and if not, he would try and give you a push in the right direction with small ideas he thought would suit you.

At some point, your home life was brought up. You explained to him that it was just you and your mother when you were growing up. You never had a proper father figure, but you would never trade your mother in for the world.

He tells you that your mother did a wonderful job of bringing you up :’)

As time went by, you spent more and more time with Splinter. He’s shown you a few defensive moves in case anything were to happen when the boys weren’t around to help you, to which you profusely thanked him for. He was so proud when you managed to pin him down once (though he wouldn’t tell you that he was obviously going easy)

You two drink tea together a lot, and if you didn’t like tea, he would manage to find you something you would prefer.

At some point he begins to call you his child, it started off as ‘Okay, it’s because I’m a teenager, I understand’, but at some point to both you and him it starts sounding more like he’s definitely adopted you. And he has.

He tells you about Miwa and his past family, which you take in with watery eyes and a soft smile. At that point, you knew you were apart of the family.

Sometimes the guys like to tease you and Splinter, Raph often stating that “Well since you’re his favourite child-“

You would just grin with your hands on your hips, “I am the favourite child, thank you very much. Now if you excuse me, I’m telling dad that you ate my slice of pizza.” Just to be petty lmao

If you’re ever upset, your go to person would be Splinter. Something about the way he hugs you so tightly, with so much care in his embrace just makes you sob it all out until you felt better, his calming words making everything seem so little.

When Father’s Day arrives, you might or might not have actually celebrated it with him and the turtles. You bought him an actual cake that you all shared, and took plenty of photos to hang around the lair and in his room. It was a day to remember, especially when you could spot the little tears in his eyes.

Overall, Splinter is the best dad you could ever want, and you make sure he knows that.