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Hello ! I see there arenât many 2k12 fits for tmnt sooo..
How about 2k12 raph with a naive snd gullible reader ? (Kind off like the grumpy x sunshine duo sjsjsjsjsj)
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2012 raph x reader
Raph would say that he liked you - only a little bit. You were no Casey, he canât rough around with you and expect you to get back up without any complaints, but you didnât get annoyed with him when he acted standoffish like how his brothers and April did. Usually, you didnât even notice at all that he was extra grumpy than usual. So, whatever, he liked you.
What he liked most about you is how stupid you were. Mikey was a sort of stupid that made him angry, you were a sort of stupid that made him amused.
âSo then the Kraang showed up.â
âThey did?â You leaned in towards him, eyes wide. âWhat happened then?â
âThey gave us cookies.â
âThey did?!â You leaned back, astounded. Your eyes were flicking back and forth as you tried to think of a possible reason to why they would do that.
Raph snorted, grabbing you by head and shaking you lightly, gently. âNo, dumbass.â
âOh.â You looked disappointed but quickly shook it off. Did you just lean upwards into his hand? Raph ripped his hand away and you blinked slowly, sort of like a dumb Chihuahua. âWell, then what actually happened?â
âThey started shooting at us with lasers âcuz we interrupted their birthday party.â
âThe Kraang have birthdays?!â
âNo.â
But there were times when you scared him shitless.
He had caught you following a bunch of Foot ninja who âhad a present for you in a very NOT suspicious location.â And, of course, you skipped after them without a clue in the world. You were lucky he had been there to drag you out of the building in one piece and the the Foot ninja bruised and battered.
âAre ya stupid?â He grabbed you, holding you tight around your waist and up against his side. He was panting harshly and you were staring at him with a dumbfounded look. âWhy would the Foot ever give ya anythinâ but a bloodied face?!â
You leaned into him, confused. âBut they saidââ
âYa canât just believe everythinâ ya hear!â He shouted at you. He turned at you and grabbed you by the shirt, bringing your face in close to his. âYouâre gonna get yourself killed!â
You blinked.
âAre ya even listeninâ to me?! What are ya gonna do next? Tell the Kraang where we live?!â
You werenât even looking at him in the eyes anymore. A heat of anger made him shake you by the collar until he noticed your eyes were stuck on his lips.
âStupid!â He shouted, flustered, dropping you and stalking away. Two blocks over he stopped and waited impatiently for you to catch up, refusing to look at you until he was sure the green on his face was the proper shade.
#tmnt x reader#tmnt raphael x reader#raphael hamato x reader#tmnt raph x reader#raph hamato x reader#tmnt 2012 x reader
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iâm opening headcanons and matchups for fnaf, rottmnt, and itsv!
iâd love to do some fnaf matchups, but iâll do whatever!
(btw if you do want a fnaf matchup please specify if you want og, all games other than sb, only sb, or just all games)
#chair writes#rottmnt x reader#leo hamato x reader#rottmnt#donnie hamato x reader#raph hamato x reader#mikey hamato x reader#fnaf x reader#five nights at freddyâs x reader#dca x reader#chica chicken x reader#freddy fazbear x reader#bonnie bunny x reader#bonnie the bunny x reader#foxy the pirate x reader#roxanne wolf x reader#roxy wolf x reader#montgomery gator x reader#monty gator x reader#itsv x reader#miles morales x reader#gwen stacy x reader#hobie brown x reader
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Hi! You know that comic of the girl who's putting on lipstick, and she's like, "It's been half an hour, and we still can't find a kiss proof lipstick! This experiment must be boring you!" And the guy is whipped. What about the rise boys with an s/o doing that? (Love all your fics they are so well written :)
Lipstick Stains

RotTMNT, Casey, & Liam x gn!reader
Warnings: oc x reader, kissing, whipped boys
A/N: First of all.... Thank you so much! Second, I... I have you in a chokehold(affectionately) now because of this. Sorry that some of them are shorter than others


Casey
He is not sure how he got here
He blinks up at you, confused and dazed
No one has ever kissed him so much
Casey doesn't complain
Hell... he doesn't say anything really
He leans into your kisses though, pressing himself closer
His face is littered with kisses
Not to mention his hands
He smiles a soft, dazed smile when you approach with another color on your lips
His lips are definitely a smear of many different colors as he kisses you properly after every lipstick
Casey hums into every proper kiss, a bit kiss drunk by now
Donnie
This was not his idea of an experiment
You had complained that your lipstick wasn't kiss proof so he was going to make you some that was
But first, obviously, you guys had to go through every single one of your lipsticks so he could get an idea of the color you wanted and the texture
He had a paper you were supposed to be kissing, not him
Did he complain?
Did he stop you?
No.
Donnie just sat there, a kind of dazed look in his eyes as you applied another
His face was scattered with kisses
They went onto his neck
His shoulders
His plastron
His shell
Donnie was so out of it, he could barely respond when you asked if he was okay
Leo
It was definitely not his idea
Not at all
This is obviously a lie
Every time you walk towards him, a new lipstick painting your lips, he sits up more
Slightly leaning forward in preparation for your kisses
Leo is practically purring like a cat as your lips press against his skin
He moved when you tried to kiss him with certain colors
His eye stripes covered with darker lipstick verses the rest of him
His tail wags happily, closing his eyes and churring loudly
Leo was so happy
So content
Absolutely covered in lipstick stains
He does retaliate though
Grabbing lipstick to kiss you all over as well
Liam
Also completely confused as to how he got here
What did he do?
Why is he covered in lipstick?
Liam doesn't necessarily mind it
But the feeling of lipstick on his skin is not an overly pleasant feeling
He can't help the giddy feeling he gets when you smile as you approach with a new lipstick on
It may not be a pleasant feeling, but you look so happy
Liam can't say no, letting you press more kisses to his face
He feel particularly excited when he feels your lips on his facial scar
It makes him want to grab you and show you the same affection
Mikey
It was his idea!
He saw all the art people had made by kissing canvases
He really wanted to try it
And who were you to deny this sweetheart?
You were testing out which ones to use for the piece
Having a blank canvas hung up for you to swatch them on it
Still...
The canvas remained empty
Instead you stood in front of Mikey, looking over the colors on him
Mikey blinks up at you, grinning yet slightly dazed
Who was he to deny these lovely kisses?
He definitely won't complain
He loves kisses
Mikey is excited for every single one
Raph
All he remembers is you mentioned that your lipstick wasn't kiss proof
Now he's sitting on his bed, dazed and wide eyed
Covered in lipstick stains
If you didn't know he wasn't a statue, you'd have thought he wasn't breathing
In fact, you could even hear the sharp breaths he took in when your lips pressed against his skin
Raph's face was covered, even his mask had some stains
The stains trailed all over, down his neck, over his shoulders, his shell, plastron
He really couldn't tell where you hadn't kissed
Was he basking?
Was he too scared to move?
A bit of all the above
Raph didn't want to ruin your fun and he was enjoying all the smooches you'd left on him
He definitely won't complain if you leave more
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You Were Always | Raphael Hamato
Pairing: Raphael Hamato x Reader Summary: Your date ended horribly. You walked home alone in the rain, sobbing, with a red mark on your arm and a story to keep from your green best friends (because they brutalize bad people, plus you were just embarrassed of your judgment.) Big Red, however, was tired of being your best friend -- and was waiting to tell you that. Themes & Warnings: protective!Raph, emotional love confessions in the rain, mentions of violence and possible carrying out of violence, swearing, slight fluff, comfort, Raph being angry bc he's always angry.
Having mutant turtle best friends was not how you thought your twenties would go. Not that you weren't thankful.
You just thought you'd be hanging out with your girls, going to bars, meeting dudes and finding your calling while studying in college. You thought it would be full of mini skirts, glitter, vodka and dreams. You were wrong. Completely wrong. Instead, you were walking home drunk from a bar alone, fell down an open manhole cover, and were caught by strong, green arms.
You screamed for a second. Passed out. When you woke up, you were on an old tattered couch with a giant rat staring at you, then looking at the four hulking turtle-human men in disdain.
That was how you met your boys.
It didn't take you long to love them. You loved Leo's courage, his leadership, his perfect advice every time you asked for it. He was more mature than most people you knew, though he hadn't experienced a full life that was similar to yours. You loved Donnie's intelligence, his excitement about his hobbies, how gentle he was, and how eager he was to teach you about things you'd never heard about. You loved Mikey's carefree spirit, the way he could always lift you up when you were feeling down, and his spectacular sense of humor. And most of all, you loved Raph.
You always attracted a bad boy. Always, always. Though it wasn't romantic, it was natural for you to spend the most time with the most rough-around-the-edges motherfucker there was. It was just how your life went. When you met Raph, he was tough to crack at first. He was a little grumpy about a new human joining their lives, adding to the chaos that April O'Neil originally brought -- but he warmed up to you until he was ultimately the closest to you out of the four.
At first, he didnât speak to you much. Just kind of grunted when you came by. Didnât laugh at your jokes. Barely made eye contact.
But you noticed the small things. Like how he always checked the tunnels before you left. How he stood between you and the sketchier parts of the lair. How he walked you out even when you said you didnât need an escort.
You started staying longer when he was around. He started lingering in the doorway when you visited.
Eventually, that turned into regular late-night talks, usually on the couch, or while he bench pressed literal cars in the corner of the dojo. Youâd sit with your legs crisscrossed, talking about dumb things: your classes, your horrible job, your wild roommates. Heâd grunt or smirk, occasionally tossing in a sarcastic comment that made you snort into your soda. Sometimes heâd say something unexpectedly thoughtful, and itâd stick with you for days.
What no one told you about Raph was that he listened. He remembered everything -- the names of your old pets, the fact that your mom was sick, your weird favorite candy that no one else liked. He noticed when you wore makeup to hide stress, or when your laugh didnât sound quite right.
When you got sick, he brought you soup and didnât make eye contact the entire time. When you got dumped, he punched the punching bag until his knuckles bled and didnât say why. When you succeeded, a passing grade, a new job, a clean day, he acted like it was your world championship.
And you?
You kept him soft.
You gave him space to breathe. Let him be quiet when he needed to be. Made him laugh when he didnât want to. You saw past the temper and the walls and the scowl and found the stubbornly loyal, deeply sensitive, fiercely protective man underneath.
You made him feel safe.
It was always you and Raph -- shoulder to shoulder, sarcasm for armor, both pretending it wasnât more.
Even if everyone else already knew it was.
The day you came into the lair talking about some date, Raph surprisingly held his tornado of anger, disgust, and jealousy inward. You never even noticed it. He wasn't sure how he'd managed to hide everything he was feeling -- maybe through the "keep calm" tactics that you'd taught him one day -- but he did it successfully. It wasn't like you'd never gone on a date before. You'd even gone on multiple dates with one chump, calling him your boyfriend before you eventually got tired of him questioning where you went every Friday night (movie night with the boys.)
âHe's actually really nice,â you said, sucking the last few drops of a smoothie Mikey had made through a straw noisily. âHe does concrete construction or whatever. He helped with the new sidewalk outside my university.â
The boys listened. Donnie sat on a stool, staring down at some little gadget he was working on, making noises of acknowledgement to show he was listening. Mikey did dishes, occasionally stopping to look at you. Leo sat politely, eyes on you.
And Raph? Raph stood next to you, arms crossed solidly, wishing he could run away and beat the shit out of something.
âWell, angelcakes, he sounds like a nice one.â Mikey commented, grinning. âBut remember Mikey's rules for date safety! Never--â
You rolled your eyes.
âNever leave your drink uncovered, never--â You attempted to finish.
â--go anywhere alone, and if he orders milk on a first date, run,â Mikey finished, snapping a soapy finger toward you like a coach on game day.
You snorted. âHe ordered beer last time, so I think weâre in the clear.â
âStill kinda weird,â Donnie mumbled, not looking up from his work.
âBeerâs weird?â you asked, lifting a brow.
âNo,â Donnie said, adjusting a dial, âhim.â
That earned a laugh from Mikey and even the smallest twitch of a smile from Leo.
But Raph? Raph didnât smile. He didnât speak.
He just stood there beside you, hulking and silent, jaw tight, arms crossed so hard his biceps flexed like steel cables under his skin.
You never noticed the tension, not really. You never noticed how his eyes flicked to your exposed collarbone, still dotted with the leftover shimmer of whatever perfume you wore. You never noticed how he inhaled, just once, like he could smell him on you. How he fought the urge to throw that smoothie cup across the room.
You never noticed because Raph didnât let it show.
It wasnât the first time youâd mentioned some dude. Youâd brought up a few before. Guys who left you unsatisfied, frustrated, confused. Heâd always been there after. Quietly listening. Driving you home. Standing behind you in line at the bodega, just in case the ex showed up and needed reminding. He made a public appearance a lot now, since Donnie had invented the projection watches -- they gave the boys human bodies, human personas for when they had to go up top and not raise hell. For when they needed to be up there for regular, human business.
This time was different.
This guy was new. He was ânice.â He had a job that involved strength. You smiled when you talked about him.
You stopped by again before you went on tonight's date. Your outfit would've made Raph blush if he wasn't so fucking pissed. You had a short, black dress on, just long enough to keep it classy but with enough leg showing to make you look sexy. Your hair was curled and tucked into a bun, ringlets falling in front of your face. Your makeup wasn't dramatic, it accentuated your naturally beautiful face. You wore heels, but they still didn't touch Raphael's height at all. After all, the man was like six foot seven.
You twirled in front of the boys, smiling brightly.
âHow do I look? Is there something I'm missing?â
You were standing in front of him, spinning like some perfect little fever dream, the soft lighting of the lair catching the shimmer on your legs and the curve of your smile, asking him -- the guy currently gripping the edge of the counter so hard it might crack -- if you were missing something.
Yeah. You were missing something. Him.
He didn't say it. He couldnât say it. Not with Leo watching you like a protective big brother. Not with Donnie adjusting his glasses and muttering something about âstatistical likelihood of safety.â Not with Mikey wolf-whistling in the background like he was front row at a runway show.
âDaaaamn, baddie,â Mikey grinned, dramatically fanning himself with a pizza box. âYou look like heartbreak in heels. Donât kill the guy. Unless he deserves it.â
âI wonât,â you giggled, smoothing the sides of your dress. âHeâs just taking me to dinner. Somewhere nice.â
âNice how?â Leo asked cautiously.
You shrugged. âLittle Italian place near the East River. Itâs casual. Wine, candles⊠pasta, hopefully.â
Donnie didnât look up. âCall me if anything seems off.â
âYouâll know before I do,â you said, tapping your phone. âIâm sharing my location with you already.â
âSmart girl,â Leo said with a nod.
Then your eyes flicked to Raph, still standing frozen by the fridge, knuckles white where they wrapped around the counter. You smiled at him -- warm and sweet, like you always did -- and tilted your head.
âWell? You didnât say anything. I look okay?â
His throat was dry. His jaw clenched. He couldnât look at your legs again, not when you were dressed like that for someone who wasnât him.
You looked like temptation itself. You looked like his worst mistake waiting to happen. You looked like everything he couldnât have.
So he gave a grunt. âYeah. Sâfine.â
âJust fine?â you teased.
He forced himself to look at your face. Just your face.
âYou look great,â he muttered.
You beamed, completely unaware of the furnace behind his eyes. âThank you, Raphie.â
Then you stepped close, too close, and reached up to fix the collar of his tank top with that same tenderness you always had. Your perfume hit him like a punch to the gut.
âYouâre always honest with me,â you said softly. âThatâs what I like about you.â
His jaw ticked. âDonât like lyinâ.â
You smiled. âIâll be back late. Donât wait up.â
Then you turned, heels tapping across the cement floor, and disappeared into the tunnels with a quick wave goodbye.
And Raphael?
Raphael stood there silently, watching the spot where youâd been, breathing slow through his nose like if he didnât, something in him might snap.
Because it shouldâve been him.
Taking you to dinner. Making you laugh over wine and pasta. Driving you home with your heels dangling from your hand, your lips gloss-smeared and smiling just for him.
Instead, he was stuck underground. Fuming. Wishing he'd just said it.
Wishing heâd told you the truth the moment you walked in, all sparkling eyes and lip gloss:
You didnât look perfect.
You looked like his.
He groaned, wiping his huge hand across his forehead in frustration. Leo watched him carefully, pursing his lips. Donnie said nothing, as usual, and Mikey sensed the tension, tucking himself back into his corner where he was eating his pizza and playing his video games.
âShe's your best friend. You should have just been honest,â Leo hummed carefully, as if not to set off the beast. âThe truth'll come out one way or another.â
Raphael didnât answer right away. He just stood there, still leaning against the counter, still seething under the surface like a volcano that had been too quiet for too long.
His hand dropped from his forehead, falling heavy against the edge of the counter with a dull thud. His jaw flexed. Once. Twice.
âYeah,â he muttered finally, voice low and full of gravel. âWell. Too late now, ainât it?â
Leo tilted his head, arms crossed, giving him that look. The big brother one. The patient, steady stare that somehow made Raph feel like he was still twelve and throwing punches in the dojo.
âItâs not too late unless you decide it is,â Leo said, voice calm, but firm.
Donnie didn't glance up from the device in his hand, but his voice carried from behind his glasses.
âShe trusts you more than anyone. Statistically, emotional vulnerability paired with long-standing companionship has a higher chance of success than new--â
âDonnie, if you don't--â Raph snarled.
Donnie blinked. âRight. Not helping.â
Raph turned away from all of them. Walked a few paces across the lair like he might burn the energy off if he just moved enough. His fists clenched and unclenched at his sides, and his shell shifted with the tightness of his shoulders.
âShe looked happy,â he said finally, bitter. âTalkinâ about him. Smilinâ. Gettinâ all dressed up. Like heâs doinâ somethinâ for her that I canât.â
Leo raised a brow. âOr maybe she was just excited someone finally asked. Doesnât mean she picked him over you, Raph.â
âShe did.â
âNo,â Mikey chimed in from his corner without looking up. âShe just doesnât know youâre an option.â
That stopped Raph cold.
He stared across the lair, frozen in place, the words echoing in his skull.
She just doesnât know youâre an option.
Because heâd never said it. Never given her the chance to choose him. Just stood beside her like a shadow while she cried over losers, complained about red flags, rolled her eyes at controlling texts and kissed cheeks that werenât his.
He groaned again, dragging a hand down his face.
âWhat am I sâposed to do, huh? Run outta the shadows and confess like some kinda Hallmark hero? âHey, surprise, Iâve been in love with you for years. Wanna ditch the dude who has fuckin' concrete all over his clothes and smells like Axe body spray?ââ
Leo snorted. âBetter than sulking in the sewers and letting someone else make her miserable.â
Mikey finally paused his game and looked over, eyes more serious than usual. âSheâs not the kind of girl you can replace, bro. You know that.â
And Raphael did know that.
He knew it every time she laughed so hard she wheezed. Every time she fell asleep on the couch beside him, legs draped over his lap. Every time she saw him, really saw him, through the walls and the anger and the scars. She was his best friend. His anchor. The only soft place in a world that never gave him one. And he was gonna lose her to some prick in a hard hat who didnât even deserve to breathe the same air as her.
Hours passed. No calls, no texts. But Raph had decided. No matter what happened, he had to tell the truth. He had to come out and say it before he fuckin' exploded.
You finally sent a text, telling them you were going home, the date had gone "fine."
He was going to tell you. Tonight. When you got home from your date. Then, you could tell him whether you wanted the concrete brained little shit -- or whether you wanted someone who'd actually love you. Who loved you. Now. Always. Since he'd let you break into his walls, touch the parts of him that had never had a hand on them.
He threw a hoodie on, grabbing his phone, and moved to leave. Twisting his watch, he became a vision of himself, not quite Raph, but Raph enough.
Still tall. Still hulking with muscle. A buzz cut with a red bandana covering it, tattoos all over his skin, the same intimidating green eyes. He was hot actually, which you'd admitted when you first saw the projection. All of them were. Raph, though.. It truly did him justice.
Although secretly, you'd always thought Raph was hot. Projection or not. It was what originally drew you into him.
Raph heard Leo's voice from the corner of the lair, the dojo.
âGood luck.â
The rain was the first thing he noticed. He welcomed it, letting it pour down onto him in calming waves. He walked to your house, opting not to take the shell-raiser. After all, if things went badly, he'd probably find some dirty criminal to pummel.
He reached your apartment, sitting on your front steps under the overhanging roof. He pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it, puffing on it slowly as he waited for you to approach.
What would he even say? What would he do if you told him to fuck off? He didn't let the nerves dissuade him. It needed to be said, bad results or not.
It was about five more minutes before he saw your silhouette in the rain. You were small, far smaller than him, of course. He knew it was you by the way you walked. You were walking, walking, walking, he was waiting to see your face through the waves of water. When he finally did, his eyebrows furrowed.
Mascara stained your cheeks. Crying. You were crying.
You walked awkwardly, the closer you got. Your hand clutched your arm.
Then, your e/c eyes lifted. You saw him.
Quickly, you wiped your face with one arm, acting like nothing had ever happened. Then, the hand quickly came back down to cover your arm -- Raph wasn't close enough to see what you were covering. You reached Raph, looking at him in confusion.
âRaph? What are you doing here in the rain--â
He didnât answer at first.
His eyes were locked on you, all of you. The ruined makeup. The limp in your walk. The tight grip you had on your arm, like you were trying to hold yourself together.
You were hurting. That much was obvious. And trying to hide it from him.
From him.
He stepped forward without thinking, eyes narrowing. His jaw clenched, and his voice dropped low, rough.
âWhat happened.â
You blinked, caught off guard by the edge in his tone.
âNothing,â you said quickly. Too quickly. âIâm fine. Really.â
âYouâre not fine,â he said, stepping in closer. His eyes dropped to your arm, the one you were still guarding like a shield. âWhatâs under your hand?â
âRaph, itâs nothing, I swear--â
He was in front of you now, towering over you, not in a way that scared you, never in a way that scared you, but in a way that said he knew. That he wouldnât let it slide.
âMove your hand.â
You hesitated. Looked up at him.
He wasnât yelling. He wasnât huffing and puffing, or pacing, or growling with his fists balled up like he usually did when something pissed him off.
No. He was quiet.
And that was worse.
âNo. Raph, please, I am perfectly--â
âMove your fuckin' hand, shorty, now.â
âRaph.â
His voice cracked through the rain like thunder.
âYou want me to move it?â
It wasnât a threat. It wasnât violence. It was a promise, for your own good. A promise that you'd heard before. He'd make shit happen.
You flinched, not because you were scared, but because you knew what was coming. You knew once he saw it, really saw it, thereâd be no stuffing the rage back into the bottle. You hesitated just a second longer.
And then you moved your hand.
Raphâs eyes dropped immediately.
Silence.
The bruise was ugly. Purple and red, already deepening, shaped like thick fingers curled into the soft skin of your arm. It told a story you hadnât even finished living yet.
He didnât speak.
Didnât breathe.
Didnât blink.
Just stared.
Then his chest rose -- slow, steady, dangerous.
His jaw flexed, his nostrils flared, and his eyes, those sharp green eyes, burned.
âMotherfucker,â he muttered, voice low and venomous.
You reached for him. âRaphael--â
You couldn't quite get him in your grip, just the fabric of his sweatshirt in a small hand. It was wet, soaked with rain, but you managed to keep your grip. He turned towards you, lip almost curled into a snarl. Anger heated the air up -- could've boiled the rain.
âYou said the date was fine. Fuckin' fine. Look at your--â he cut himself off, taking a breath and looking up at the sky. âYou lied to me. Why would you lie to save that waste of space?â He hissed, turning completely towards you.
You flinched, not from fear, never from him, but from the sheer weight of his rage.
The rain kept falling, soaking through your clothes, matting your hair to your face, but none of it mattered. Not with Raphael standing in front of you like a storm barely restrained, fists clenched, shoulders squared, breathing like heâd just fought ten men and still wasnât done.
âI wasnât protecting him,â you said quickly, gripping tighter to his hoodie. âI was protecting you.â
That stopped him.
His jaw twitched. His eyes snapped to yours, sharp as glass and just as fragile beneath the surface.
âI knew what youâd do, Raph,â you whispered, voice trembling. âAnd I didnât want to lose you to a cell or a manhunt or -- or something worse. I didnât want to see you destroy yourself for me.â
He looked at you for a moment.. Then laughed. Bitterly.
âDon't worry about it. Ain't no motherfucker on this earth that's gonna touch you and walk away fine. Whether you feel bad or not,â he said. He towered over you, trying to force his green eyes away from the nasty injury on your arm. âI'd burn this city down for you if ya asked me to. I'm gonna kill this fuckin' guy.â
Your breath caught in your throat. Not because you didnât believe him, no, you absolutely believed him, but because you could feel it. You could feel the truth in his voice, in every clenched muscle, in the way his words shook with restraint.
âRaph--â
âI mean it,â he snapped, stepping closer, close enough that you could feel the heat rolling off his chest. His projection shimmered faintly in the rain, struggling to keep up with the fury boiling just beneath his skin. âI donât care if I gotta rip the fuckinâ streets up brick by brick, heâs gonna learn.â
You reached for him again, laying your hand gently against the front of his soaked hoodie. His heart was hammering underneath, furious, panicked, wild.
âIâm okay now,â you whispered. âIâm with you.â
He shook his head.
âNot good enough,â he growled. âYou should never have to feel scared. Not when you got me. Not when you been right here in front of me this whole time and Iâve been too chickenshit to say what I really feel.â
You swallowed hard. âAnd whatâs that?â
His jaw flexed again, rain trailing down his face like it was trying to cool him off. He took a breath, deep and shaky, and looked down at you like you were the only thing tethering him to the earth.
âShoulda been me.â
âW-What?â
He looked down at you still, his hand traveling down to pull your wet strap back up over your shoulder.
âShoulda been me. Takin' you out, now that we can go up top,â he said, his voice gravelly. âShoulda been me walkin' you home. Kissin' you at your front door step. Shoulda been me you were gettin' all pretty for.â
You stared, eyes wide and glassy.
âYou were walkinâ around in that dress, hair done up all niceâŠsmilinâ about some guy who didnât even deserve a hello from you,â he muttered, eyes locked on yours, voice just shy of breaking. âAnd I stood there like a fuckinâ idiot, pretendinâ it didnât kill me.â
His hand slid up, gently brushing your cheek with his thumb, rainwater tracing the movement.
âI ainât ever felt more useless than watchinâ you leave tonight, knowinâ I wasnât the one takinâ you out. Knowinâ I let someone else touch you âcause I was too much of a coward to say somethinâ. And now,â he hissed, âI gotta kill the stupid fucker. Cuz he laid his hands on the girl I love.â
You didnât even flinch at the words, the girl I love, but your breath caught like a rope had cinched around your chest and pulled tight.
The rain still fell in steady sheets, soaking you both to the bone, but neither of you noticed. Not really. Not with the confession hanging in the air between you, burning hotter than the storm around you.
âRaphâŠâ your voice was soft. Barely a whisper. âPlease.â
His gaze flickered, wild for a second, like heâd just realized heâd said it out loud. Like the truth had broken out of him without permission. But once it was out, he didnât backpedal. He didnât retreat.
He stepped in even closer, your bodies almost touching, his massive frame shielding you from the worst of the wind.
âI love you,â he said, voice low and rough, thick with emotion. âI love you. You think Iâve been watchinâ you all this time just to be your backup plan? Some guy you crash on when the rest of the world sucks?â
âNo,â you breathed, shaking your head quickly. âNo, I never thought that.â
âI been in love with you since the second you looked at me like I wasnât just a monster. Since you laughed at my dumb jokes, shared your food, yelled at me when I got too hot-headed. You see me, and it scared the shit outta me.â
A warm tear ran down your face. His thumb caught that too.
âYou're too good for this world. Too good for me. Too good for him. And even though you ain't mine, I'll happily shit-stomp any man that crosses you.â
You let out a soft, broken sound, somewhere between a laugh and a sob, as your hand reached up to cup his face, rough jaw and all.
âBut I am yours,â you whispered. âIâve been yours, Raph. This whole time. Was just too stupid to see it.â
His breath hitched, just for a second, and his hands flexed on your waist, like he couldnât believe he was actually hearing the words. Like maybe the rain had messed with his head, or the universe was playing some cruel joke.
But your eyes were honest. Open. No walls, no filters, no fear. Just you, standing there in the storm, bruised and soaked and choosing him.
âYouâre-- you wanna be?â he asked, voice cracking, like a kid afraid to hope.
You nodded, fingers curling at the back of his neck, drawing him closer. âYes. I was just too scared to ruin us by saying it. I didn't want to lose you, Raphael. You're all I have. The only thing worth it.â
A beat of silence passed, thick, electric, before he pressed his forehead to yours with a low, aching groan.
âYouâre gonna kill me,â he breathed, voice hoarse, reverent. âYouâre gonna fuckinâ kill me.â
And then he kissed you.
Hard. Fierce. Real.
He kissed you like heâd been holding back for years, because he had. His hands tangled in your hair, one arm wrapping around your lower back, lifting you off the pavement like your feet didnât deserve to be on the same ground as the man who hurt you. His lips were warm despite the cold, pressed firm and sure to yours like he had no plans of letting you forget how long heâd loved you from the sidelines.
When he pulled back, you were both breathless. His voice was low and shaky when he said:
âIf youâre mine⊠then you donât ever gotta deal with this shit again. No more cheap dates, no more fake shit, no more bruises you try to hide.â
You swallowed, tears welling fresh again.
âOkay.â
âI mean it,â he said. âIâll keep you safe. Iâll keep you loved. Proper. The way you always shoulda been.â
You rested your head on his chest, listening to the steady, thundering beat of his heart under soaked fabric.
âI know,â you whispered.
And he just held you tighter.
Because you were his.
And now, finally, he was yours too.
BONUS:
However, your date, though you thought Raph forgot about him.. did not escape retribution.
A couple nights after the incident, your date, Todd, stood alone. He was sweeping the new concrete, cleaning up after a week of work, headphones dangling from his ears. He hummed a tune, staring down at the pavement, admiring his work.
Didn't even notice the two hulking shadows approaching from behind him -- 'til his headphones were ripped right out.
âWhat the--â
He turned, startled, just in time to see something big and orange spin toward him. Todd took a full-on roundhouse kick to the chest from Michelangelo and went flying into a pile of sandbags like a cartoon.
âYikes, bro,â Mikey said, cracking his knuckles. âYou can put your hands on women but you can't take a hit yourself? Bummer.â
Raph stepped forward, massive arms crossed, that black hoodie of his soaked from rain and rage. âSo youâre Todd, huh?â
Todd wheezed, struggling to sit up. âW-What the hell?! Who the hell are you?!â
Mikey grinned wide. âLetâs just say weâre the after-party to that date you fumbled so bad.â
Todd blinked, confused, then scowled. âThis is about that chick? She said it was fine. What, you two her brothers or somethinâ?â
Raphâs jaw ticked. âSomethinâ.â
Then he grabbed Todd by the collar and lifted him off the ground like a rag doll. âShe said it was fine,â he repeated mockingly, eyes narrowing. âRight after she came home cryinâ with a bruise in the exact shape of your grubby little hand. Sound fuckinâ familiar?â
Todd squirmed. âI-I didnât mean--she was getting mouthy, I just--â
That was all he got out before Raph slammed him into a cement pillar, holding him there like a schoolyard bully from hell.
âI should break every bone in your slimy little body,â Raph growled. âBut I promised her I wouldnât kill you.â
Todd whimpered. âThen what--what are you gonna do?!â
Mikey stepped up beside Raph with a sweet, sunny grin⊠and a bright pink backpack.
âOh, weâre gonna teach you, bro.â
Cut to:
Todd, thirty minutes later, is tied up Spider-Man style with neon pink jump rope, suspended upside down from the scaffolding. Mikey had drawn flowers and hearts all over his face in washable marker. His pants were missing (they were now duct-taped to the top of a flagpole nearby), and his shirt had been swapped with a hot-pink crop top that read: âI Cry When Girls Yell.â
A chalk sign was propped up beneath him. It read:
âHi, Iâm Todd. Iâm a big, dumb, concrete-throwing jerk who hits girls. My biceps are fake. Donât be like me. This could happen to you.â
âNext time,â Raph said, crouching down beside him, voice calm but terrifying, âyou keep your hands to yourself. Or Iâll let Mikey use the glitter glue.â
Todd whimpered, nodding frantically, tears dripping down his inverted face.
âGlitter. Never comes out,â Mikey added with a wink.
With that, the brothers disappeared into the night, high-fiving as they vanished into the shadows.
Lesson taught. Message delivered.
And Todd? He never went near another woman without a very polite tone -- and two feet of personal space.
You, however, saw it in the news the next day.
The headline read:
âMasked Vigilantes Hijack Construction Site to Publicly Shame Harasser -- Chalk Sign Warns: âDonât Be Like Me. This Could Happen to You.ââ
You groaned, rolling your eyes.
âRaphael Hamato! Come here! Now!â
You heard the unmistakable sound of his boots thudding down the stairs before Raph appeared at the entrance to your room, arms crossed and an eyebrow raised, a smirk twitching at the corner of his mouth.
âYeah, baby?â Raph said, leaning against the doorframe, all casual confidence. His smirk widened as he took in your unimpressed expression. âYou, uh⊠saw the news, huh?â
You held up the newspaper, shaking it at him. âThis was your idea of âhandling it quietlyâ?!â
Raph shrugged, pushing off the doorframe and sauntering into the room. âEh, we didnât kill him. That counts as quiet for me.â
You groaned again, tossing the paper onto the bed. âRaph, you literally left a chalk sign. And Mikey drew on his face.â
âYeah, and?â Raph flopped onto the bed beside you, stretching out like a smug cat. âDudeâs lucky thatâs all we did. You shoulda seen the other ideas Mikey had-- we didn't even use the glitter.â
You shot him a glare, but the corner of your mouth twitched. âYouâre impossible.â
Raph grinned, reaching out to tug you closer. âNah, just thorough.â He pressed a kiss to your temple, voice dropping into that low, dangerous tone that still sent shivers down your spine. âAnd now everyone knows what happens when some punk puts his hands on you. He ever comes near you again, they ain't gonna find his body.â
You huffed, but you couldnât fight the warmth spreading in your chest. â...Youâre ridiculous.â
âYeah,â Raph agreed, unrepentant. âBut I gotta make sure my girl's taken care of.â
You sighed, finally letting yourself smile as you leaned into him. â...Thanks, Raph.â
He squeezed you tighter, pressing another kiss to your bare shoulder, just above the strap of your tanktop. âAnytime, shorty.â
(And if, later that night, you may have doodled a little heart next to the newspaper clipping before tucking it into your desk drawer? Well. That was your business.)
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Should I make more of these đïžđïž
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"Are u going to train today? Why don't you stay with me a little longer? Pleaseee"
C: Leo Silva on FB đ©·
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hiiii. can you write hc for the turtles (if you do) for femreader with large breasts, like larger than normal, and has neck, shoulder, back pains, etc. with either rise or 2012 pleaseeee?? feel free to ignore, loves ya<33
Oookey however I won't do Mikey. I hope that's okay with you
2012 TMNT WITH A S/O THAT HAS BIG BOOBS
Some vulgar innuendos, sorta perverted on raphs side, trying to make this kinda pg but not that much, swearing, feminine pronouns
Let's hop right into it!
LEO
When Leonardo first caught had his eye on you he didn't really think much of it. He wasn't really the type to go for those physical attributes and more or less your smile would catch him before your tatas.
I think if he gets to a point where his crush is so bad then he will probably fantasize you with your boobies. Like full on dreaming about holding you as he used your built in pillows while you cuddle watching his favorite action show.
When you two stated dating it's a bit more..noticed. Especially since you often jump around whenever you see him because your excited to see your boyfriend. And since you've grown to ignore your jugs bouncing you barely take note... Leo however prays for forgiveness at even the slightest peak that happens to last longer than 10 minutes.
"Leo my eyes are up here."
Leo calmly looks up at you as if he hadn't felt like he was sinning hard as hell right now
"That is exactly what I'm looking at starlight.."
Whenever you wear boob windowed tops of revealing cleavage outfits it doesn't go unnoticed. He tends to be more clingy with you without trying to. It's just a natural response for him!
However, as much as you were blessed- it also had its flaws. Like the endless amount of back pain, you felt like you were a camel in the dessert carrying a heavy ass man. You tend to complain about it alot and Leo does small things like leaving extra pillows on the couch before you arrive and asking you to lie on your back alot when cuddling him. He makes sure there's heating pads at your disposal and little things like that.
"We all set for movie night?"
"...can I have another pillow-"
Not even waiting for the words to finish falling from your mouth. Leo tucks a fluffy pillow under you.
"Better?"
"Much."
He avoids touching them out of showing respect for you. Even if you say it's fine- this baby boy is NOT doing that. His papa raised a gentleman.
DONNIE
When Donnie first had his eye on you ofcourse he took in everything about you. That includes your girls. I feel like he would be the type to draw overly dramatic anime styled sketches of him saving you with you tatas doubled. When you jump? Honey listen to me.. when you feet touches the ground so does the back of his head...
They jumpscare him. Like he could be not paying attention and you appear out of nowhere and he visibly jumps at the sight of them suddenly entering his peripheral vision.
When you two start dating he is still the way he is. Just toned down. Like he is still overly flustered when they jiggle alot and he is still blushes madly at the mere MENTION of them. But he is controlled a little to a different degree.
If you wear cleavage revealing outfits then you best believe his nose be bleeding every single time. Even if it's the same outfit you wore 3 times in a row. He is GONE. If he ever gets the chance he will sit down and praise then for an hour and a half- summarized.
If you complain about your pain of having constant melons to carry around like a pregnant lady but longer than 9 months. Then our little genius will get to work. He will create gadget and gizmos. He will also leave around body pain medication and heating pads for you. He will also give you snacks thinking that sometimes it might be your menstrual cycle.
"Vuala! I present to you this magnetic gift for you darling!"
"Donnie this is a corset?"
"Not just any corset but the world's first ever comfortable corset. It is embroidered with built in cushioning along with a flat like table to rest your....assests on to. Gently gving you stylish fashion AND giving you comfort that a bra could do but better!"
".... WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU IN THE VICTORIAN ERA-"
Please let him sleep on them... he litrally is on cloud 9- like it's marshmallows but better. He would 100% Hint at it because he's too shy to ask upfront ot he will go full on 2018 Y/N on you.
"C-c-c-c-a-a-"
"Just lie down Donnie.. "
RAPH
We all know where this is going right? It's bright as day. The first that caught him about you were your little friends, thing 1 and thing 2, and he is SHAMELESS. You guys aren't even dating and he is relentless with it.
"I have a secret talent."
"Oh yeah what's that?"
"I can guess any girls bra size all you have to do is just jump"
"I'd rather jump off a bridge."
"Can I record it atleast? We can do it like a topless-"
"RAPH SHUT UP!"
Your taste is questionable. And you two end up dating. Now it gets worse because before it was sorta empty promises. Now there's nothing TO promise cause he knows he can anyway.
He will wrap his arm around you wast and just grab them like stress balls. He will put his face in it after a long day of being a ninja. He will just grab one to feel the warmth of it.
He cat calls you whenever you wear revealing clothing that show of the powerpuffgirls. Like full on construction worker type cat calling. He will get you attention and just stare. Your eyes are up where? No silly they are down here.
Whenever you have pain her doesn't know what to do cause he normally isn't good with being sympathetic. So he asks april bluntly which leaves him with a slap to the face and a scolding on manners. He will get you heating pads and pain meds but that's all. Other than ofcourse-
"Ugh my back is sore.."
"You want me to hold them for you?"
I don't feel comfortable doing Mikey sorry...
Hope you guys enjoyed that I'm going to try post 2 more but here is some food for yall. Once I finish Monkie Kid I will add that onto my masterlist and you guys will now have the option of request cookierun kingdom!
Okay baiiiii
~Tammy<3
Not proofread
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Raph x Reader (Female)
Raph is doing some of his workout pushups and reader comes along as she is bored so she decided to sit on raph's shell while he does his workout (Fluff please)
It would be so cute
Pairings -> Raphael x F!Reader
Warnings -> None
Note -> Reader is bored so she decides to join Raph on his daily workout routine
Genre -> Fluff - A little suggestive?
RAPHAEL - RAPH
The lair was unusually quiet, the kind of quiet that signaled either peace or mischief
You wandered through the tunnels, boredom gnawing at you as you finally made it to the lair
Somewhere between Leo meditating and Donnie muttering at his computer while typing away, you stumbled upon Raphael in the middle of his workout
He was doing pushups
The hard kind where his hands were balancing on his sais while pushing himself up and down, sweat visible on his scale green skin
His muscles flexed with every motion, you smirked as you thought of an idea
Without a word, you strolled over and plopped yourself down gently on his shell, legs dangling on either side making Raph froze mid-pushup
"The hell?â he grunted, turning his head just enough to see your legs
You grinned, as you leaned a little bit back âI was bored.. Figured Iâd add a little challenge to your workoutâ
He snorted, pushing up with a grunt and immediately continuing, like your weight was nothing
âYouâre lucky youâre cuteâ he muttered, his tone gruff but also amused
You giggled slightly as you poked your tongue at him as your body moved up and down with him âYou love me"
âKeep talkinâ, Iâll start doing push-up with you underneathâ he teased which made you blush as you turned away
There was something comforting about the rhythmic motion, the sound of his breath and despite all the sass, he didnât tell you to get off
Because as much as he acted all toughâŠ
You knew Raph liked having you close
-A<3
#bayverse x reader#tmnt bayverse x reader#bayverse tmnt#bayverse turtles#bayverse raph#bayverse raphael#bayverse raph x reader#tmnt raph x reader#tmnt raphael#raphael#raphael hamato
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notes: fucking finally. here you guys go. here's your meal. [i still have so many requests to do send help-] 2003 is one of my fave ver if not my fave ver bcuz this is the ver i grew up on. this and the 90's live action movies. so i really need to write more with them. raph in particular is so nostalgic to me bcuz he was my fave as a wee babe.Â
warnings: nsfw mentions/smut, mature language,
click here to read donnie's ver. [will be adding the others later too]
tags: @thelaundrybitch @turtle-babe83 @leosgirl82 @rheawritesforfun @s-s-ironnie @post-apocalyptic-daydream @mystics-tmnt-blog @drowninghell @lec743 @raphielover  @raphslovemuffin80 @squirrelfurs @bibiz82 @pheradream-15 @kikithedreamerwriter @m1dnyt3-w0lf @scholastic-dragon @moonsua1 @dreamstormdragon @magickdream-creations @definitely-canon @misty-angerose @karma-reader @muamazon4 @akesdraws-blog @battydora @kate03-27
[if i've forgotten anyone i'm so sorry please comment or dm me and let me know and i'll add you right away so i don't forget in the future!]
if you would like to be tagged in my future tmnt x reader related work, feel free to let me know and i'll happily add you!
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- loves to edge you to oblivion. will make you beg for release.Â
- loves to spank your ass. but he won't hit you anywhere else, he doesn't want to actually hurt you. but he likes to smack your ass. sometimes outta nowhere too, so be careful.Â
- please drink and watch wrestling with him. he'll love you forever. cracking a cold beer and watching wrestling is probably one of his favorite things. does it with casey a lot. but would def prefer to do it with you.Â
- if you actually take him to a match? marriage on sight-
- secretly likes romance/romcoms but won't admit it. does get heated when he watches them though. "why the fuck would he do that?" & "this is stupid, they should just be together. why bother being friends with benefits?" & "BUT THEY BOTH LOVE EACH OTHER THIS IS CRAP-" etc.Â
- covers you in hickies. doesn't care if anyone sees. in facts he wants them to.Â
- if you bitch to him about it after? he'll just shrug and smirk.Â
- definitely calls you princess and good girl.Â
- takes you for rides on his motorcycle. will also fuck you on it-
- snores really loudly. you might need earplugs. but he loves to cuddle. likes you to sleep on top of him. or to have his arm thrown around you.Â
- leggings are his kryptonite. he's an ass man so if you show it off for him, expect some good loving. also loves thongs. loves to see the band of your panties/thongs pulled up and on display.Â
- will literally tear off your clothes if you let him. he finds it hot.Â
- his brooklyn accent is delightful and you adore it and he KNOWS you do. so he'll 100% tease you with it.Â
- makes you beg for his cock. fingers you into oblivion first. will have you coming multiple times before he gives it to you.Â
- LOVES to make it known how pretty he finds you. he's always complimenting you during sex. likes to call you pretty, beautiful, gorgeous, etc. "that's it gorgeous, takin' it so good for me-" etc. [askdhsgh-]
- sometimes will goes slow to tease you and so he can really feel you. but he'll eventually get tired of it and will pick up the pace. if he's really fired up, he goes fast and hard.Â
- aftercare is always really sweet though. and he always feels a bit bad if he hurts you. even if you say it's okay. in the moment he can get a little rough. and while he enjoys it, he also feels guilty if he see's bruises on you from his fingers or if you're extra sore later. he'll draw you a bath, his tone will get soft. he'll massage you. he really is super sweet after.Â
- he's always scared he's going to accidentally hurt you or take things too far. it's a big fear of his. you usually have to reassure him a lot.Â
- he's insecure. and he isn't good with words or emotions. please be patient with him. he'll apologize eventually after arguments, but it may take him some time. he's better with actions rather than words. might not actually say "i'm sorry" but he'll show it in other ways.Â
- his love languages are physical touch and quality time.Â
- loves it when you wear his color. (red) he thinks its really sexy on you and to him it's kinda like showing others that you're his and it's a big turn on for him.Â
- red lingerie will kill him. ;)
- will wear any marks you leave behind on him with pride.Â
- has a bottle of your perfume/body spray in his room. likes to smell you on his things. esp if you're away and he hasn't seen you in a while.Â
- also probably has a sweater or something of yours in his room. your presence and scent calms him. you usually switch them out for him once your scent starts to wear off. or he'll casually just stroll into your room and trade one item for another hehe.Â
- goes to you/your place when he needs a break or he has a fight with one of his brothers. rants to you about leo often. might get upset if you take leo's side, esp if the fight is very recent and he hasn't had a chance to fully cool off yet. choose your words wisely during this time as he might just storm off or say something he doesn't mean and will regret later.Â
- would love to spar/train/work out with you.Â
- if that's not your cup of tea, he would also love it if you just watched him do so. he likes to spend time with you, even if you're not really doing anything. and he just likes to have your eyes on him/your attention.Â
- i believe any of the turtles would be with any body shape, but i also believe that raph esp would ADORE a plus size/chubby/curvy baddie. more to love in his eyes. loves to feel your curves. and he could 100% lift you and likes to as well. always has his hands on you. can't get enough.Â
- short king in the early seasons but he does get a growth spurt and grows taller in the mid and later ones. if you knew him before then, you love to tease him about his height.Â
- lots of vacations to casey's farm house. you can't really go on proper dates or go to places (since y'know he's a mutant turtle) so his best bro definitely hooks him up. weekends at the farm house have become something you both do quite often and always look forward to. especially when it's just the two of you.Â
- in the beginning (God created the heavens and the earth- sorry lol) he probably asked casey/april for advice. in my head i see it as he starts to ask casey for advice and april overhears and casey is just giving him trash awful advice so she interjects and gives him actually good advice lol.Â
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hey so how badly do you think the rottmnt boys would be easily persuaded into things by their s/o? Who has self control and who throws caution to the wind for their s/o? Like their s/o is not manipulating or anything. Just like âNo! Iâm not joiningâ. â*genuine sad understanding doe eyes* If youâre sure, I wanted you to be the one to come with me though since I love you so much and Iâd feel better with you there, but if youâre uncomfortable, itâs okâ if their boyfriend changes their mind, s/o is confused at the sudden change but look ecstatic? Or like they make their boyfriend angry and s/o is like âI did that? Iâm sorry. I didnât realise *genuine sad doe eyes. Makes it very hard to stay mad at*â?
Honestly, the rise boys are all so hungry for affection in their own ways. I feel like they are all pretty weak to their sweet little s/o. Also the one shots aren't exactly the best example of the headcannons but I was STRUGGLING so this is the best I got.
Weak in the Knees
Rise turtles (separately) x reader
How easily can you persuade them using your irresistible charm??
Warnings: Mentions of shooting as a hyperbole to emphasize a point. Not explicit. No deaths. Only in Donnies. Angst? ends happy so its fine
Established relationship
Fluff, crack
Donnie:
We all know Donnie is a sucker for praise.
You ask him to do something stupid or dangerous with you it will be a no.
You want him to step away from his work for a break? absolutely not.
You want him to accompany you to Witch town. ARE YOU CRAZY?
Buuuuuut. If you just so happen to have thrown out a couple compliments his way beforehand.
It will almost immediately be a yes or a "Sigh! I suppose!"
Let's be honest here too, there is a lot to compliment Donnie on.
You praise him for his work, a gift he gave you, helping you, or for literally anything he is already wrapped around your finger.
But if you praise him and then add a little kiss on the cheek or hand. Maybe a small hug?
He would literally let you shoot him if that's what you wanted.
Bro is so in love with you it's not even funny.
Not to say he doesn't draw the line somewhere. No bees. No spiders. And NO BEACH BALLS.
Oh and nothing that could phically harm you in any way.
He ain't about to let you get hurt on his watch.
It doesn't matter how many times you call him the most handsomest genius boy and kiss his nose, you are not diving off the empire state building for him to catch you mid air.
"Donnnnnnnniiieeeeeee!" you slumped towards him as you drew out his name. After you got to him you rested your head on his battle shell. Your hands were positioned on either side of your head laying flat on his shell as well.
"Yes my dear?" He chirped. He wasn't very good at initiating physical touch. Don't get me wrong, he tried, he just let his Donnie overthink get the best of him more often then not. So when you initiated, it was very welcome.
"I looooove youuu." You answered him, "your the sweetest boy I've ever met, did you know that?"
This got Donnie to set his tools down real quick. You always liked to compliment him at random times. At first he thought there was a reason behind it. You wanted something, you wanted to get away with something, you wanted him to forgive you, ect. But no matter how many times he conducted the experiment. No matter the duration of time it took. The results were always purely random. You did it simply because you wanted to tell him how much he meant to you.
And honestly, it was his favorite thing in the world. The only problem was that it would always catch him off guard. There was no consistency to your charming onslaught so it was always left as a surprise till the very last minute. His face burned red as he proceeded to just stare at his work, trying to look like he's trying to figure something out.
"I'm not sure. You say I'm a lot of things," he tried to keep his voice even as he spoke to you.
"Well it's true! Your the sweetest, smartest, and most perfect boyfriend ever and your my absolute favorite."
At this point Donnie was trying to hard not to happy stim. Not because he's not comfortable stimming around you, infact he does it all the time. The thing is, even after all this time he still wanted come off as a cool, emotionally unavailable bad boy. What he conveniently doesn't remember is that he's already willing done things that counter that image. You don't need to tell him that though.
"Thank you dear. You're quite lovely yourself," he told you. He folded his arms and sat stiffly trying to keep his stimming under control, eventually opting for some speedy finger tapping.
"Awwwwwww, thank you my love!!" you said as you finally lifted your head off his back to lean over and kiss his cheek.
This caused him to jerk in his chair and mess with the weight distribution resulting in him tipping and falling right on the floor. Instinctively he reached for the table in an attempt to break his fall. Unfortunately, he ended up grabbing his current project instead. As Donnie fell a component of his invention was ripped from it's position and landed on the floor beside him.
"Oh mi gosh! Are you okay?!" you rushed to Donnie's aid and helped him off the floor.
"I'm alright, thank you," he smiled at you softly and went to pick up his chair.
"I was just caught off guard is all," he told you, but as he bends down to grab the chair he noticed the crucial piece of his latest invention laying off to the side of it.
"GASP! Nonononono!" he picked up the piece and scrambled to his work desk to inspect the damage.
"Nooo!!" He wined in frustration. He rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index as he tried to calm himself down.
"Donnie? What's wrong?" You asked as you inched your way to his side.
"THIS!" he exclaimed shoving the broken piece in your direction before dropping his arm and turning away from his project to pace around the room.
"I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THIS FOR WEEKS AND NOW I HAVE TO BACKTRACK AND REDO DAYS OF WORK! ALL BECAUSE YOU-" he stopped talking immediately when he say your face. He had originally turned to look back at you in order to emphasize his frustration. Seeing the look on your face though, made him instantly regret letting his frustration get the better of him.
"I- I'm sorry. I- didn't mean for that... I just wanted to... um..." you were on the verge of tears and couldn't think of anything to say that would fix the issue. So you just clasped your hands together and looked to the floor.
"I'm sorry," is what you eventually settled on.
"No! no, I'm sorry," Donnie told you as he approached and grabbed your shoulder while placing the other in his chest. He leaned his head down in an attempt to catch your eye as you kept your eyes locked on the ground.
"I shouldn't have yelled like that, and besides it wasn't your fault anyways. I was the one being careless in the first place." He eventually placed his and on your other shoulder and leaned down more, practically begging for you to look at him. When you did, your eyes were big and glossy with tears that streaked on your cheeks.
"I shouldn't have distracted you," your responded and you looked back to the floor.
"No, hey, your not a distraction," he told you in a gentle voice. He stood up straight and pulled you into a firm hug, burying his snout in your hair.
"Your the best thing that happened to me. Your never a distraction," he was really hoping this got through to you.
"Really?" You sniffed.
"Really really. Two reallys," he told you. With that you adjusted to wrap your arms around him and then lay you chin in his plastron.
"Do you think ice cream would make you feel better?" you asked.
"Me feel better?" he questioned. You were the hurt one, you were the one crying. Why were you concerned about his feelings?
"Even if you think it's not my fault, no doubt you're still upset with the amount of work you have to redo," you explained, "and ice cream always makes me feel better. So would ice cream make you feel better?"
He gave you a small laugh and traded the hug to hold your hand.
"Firstly, it's not your fault," he spoke matter-a-factly while waving his other hand around dramatically, "And secondly, ice cream sounds delightful."
So with that you both made your way to the kitchen. Donnie ended up not eating any ice cream at all and instead opted for flavorless juice. He was happy enough watching you eat your ice cream with a big smile plastered on your face.
Did he have a lot of work to redo? Yes. But as long as your there it might not feel as long. He might have to make a 'no flattery while one is working in the lab' rule though. For safety.
Leo:
Remember how Donnie had a line? Yeah, no Leo doesn't have that.
Due to this, and his already mischievous nature, you can already get him to do pretty much anything just by asking.
However he does have a responsible mood. If he's in that mood nothing will work.
you know what I mean. Like how he acts in the movie while their driving in the turtle tank?
like that, just without the internal and external issues clouding his judgment.
It's s not a bad mood, it's just not good for getting what you want.
Lucky for you he's not usually in that mood, and if he is it's usually not so bad that you can't bring I'm out of it.
That being said Leo, like the rest of his brothers, needs praise so badly that it's kinda sad.
Any praise will work but if you want him to do something absolutely idiotic to the point that even he thinks so? Your gonna need to make him feel âšspecialâš
Your gonna need to pull out the my man, my champion, special man, and perfect baby.
Names like that, that make him feel like a million bucks.
If he's showing off to you, one compliment will butter that sucker up like you wouldn't believe.
He would literally do anything for you, it's not even funny, bro has no standards.
"Y/n! Hey! Hey! Y/n look! Look at this sick trick!" Leo called to you from atop their indoor skating ramp. You were on the floor below talking with April while Leo skated.
"Okay sweets I'm watching!" You call back to give him the go ahead.
With that Leo was off down the ramp. As he came up the other side and was propelled in the air he flipped the skateboard from beneath him and then landed perfectly on top as gravity pulled them back to the surface. When he came back up the other side Leo jumped off the board and looked down at you with a big grin on his face.
You and April clapped and he came down to meet you.
"What did you think??"
"I think that was awesome. Your my talented man for sure," you told him sweetly as you kissed him on the cheek. Leo blushed slightly at this before puffing his chest out and holding his skateboard all cool guy like at his hip. He used his other hand to point at himself with his thumb.
"Well not everyone can be as skilled as ah-THIS!" He boasted while punctuating his sentence with a dab.
"Okay, Mr. Talented," April teased, "If your done I'd like to tell you the reason I stopped by today."
"What?" Leo said with fake shock, "You visited for a different reason other than admiring my rad skills?"
"Impossible I know," she snarked to play along with him.
"So what's up April?" You asked.
"I was working my new job as a part time graveyard day guard and I saw this totally creepy and totally abandoned house right outside my post!"
"April if you're about to tell us you saw a ghost," Leo told her.
"No! But I DID want to find out if there COULD be ghosts in there."
"Why are you telling us this?" You ask.
"Because, I'm not gonna trespass on abandoned property by myself. That's just asking to be kidnapped," she answered while folding her arms.
"I don't know April, I better stay here and keep practicing my skating skillzz, right y/n?" Leo said.
"Well I think it sounds cool April! I'd be so down to go with you!"
"Heck yeah! Girls trip!"
You two high fived and right as you hands made contact Leo popped up in-between the both of you and clasped yours and April's hands together with his own.
"Though I suppose it would be unbecoming of me to not do my chivalrous duty to you both and tag along as a safety precaution."
April looked unimpressed at Leo's forced attempt to be cool in front of you whilst also begging for your attention. As you and April let your hands down Leo's went with them and you took his empty palm in yours shooting him a soft smile.
"So what time did you have in mind?"
"Oh, I was thinking like right now if y'all aren't busy," April told you.
"Sounds good to me, come on Leon!" You said as you dragged Leo to the Lair exit.
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Apon getting to the building it was abundantly clear that it was very abandoned and very illegal to trespass. A rusted chain link fence surrounded the building with warning signs plastered all around it. Though, it was to dark to clearly read them without a flashlight.
"Uhh, guys?" Leo started, "Are you sure we should go in there? There are way too many signs around this place for them all to be just 'no trespassing' signs,"
"Do I hear someone who is scaaaaared?" Teased April. This prompted an offended gasp from Leo who put a hand to his chest.
"SCARED?! HA! I'll show you who's scared," he snarked at her before opening a portal to bypass the fence straight to the front door. He gestures for you and April to enter first. Before you followed April in you turned to Leo.
"Everything will be fine, and if something does go wrong I know you could bail us out," you smiled sweetly at him and then stepped into the portal. Leo straightened up and blushed, then sauntered confidently through the portal after you. It felt good to know you trusted him so much.
As all three of you stood at the front door you heard the sounds of the house creaking on the inside. The old wood constantly fighting to stay upright. April pushed open the door with a loud creak and shinned her light into the entry. It was dark and messy. A brownish carpet greeted you along with a broken sidebar cabinet. stairs leading up to the second floor were covered in dirt and old enough to be one big splinter. Next to the stairs was an entrance to a different room. There were also different rooms on either side of you as well. As you all shines your lights to get a better look you could see the dust particles littering the air.
"I'm gonna go investigate upstairs!" April told you before disappearing to the second floor. Leo had gravitates towards the right side entryway before turning to you and gesturing for you to follow him.
"I think this is the kitchen," he said, turning his head back. You filled him as you both inspected the room. You broke looked around and noticed some light scratching sounds coming from what you assumed to be the pantry. As you opened the door the smell of rotten food and crap hit your face and you immediately gagged. You plugged your nose with your hand and you used the other to direct the flashlight. You didn't look around for long though as you saw a small, fast moving figure rush past your foot. You let out a short yelp as you stumbled backwards and out of the pantry slamming the door shut.
In an instant Leo was by your side.
"What?! What happened?! Are you okay?!" he gave you a once over looking for any injuries you could have procured.
"Yes! Yes," you sighed out patting his shoulder, "I'm okay, just a... rat. Or something,"
"Okay. Umm, just stick close to me for now ok?" He asked you. He was clearly a little nervous, about what exactly though you couldn't say. He grabbed your hand as you both made your way out of the kitchen.
"You've been hearing those sounds too right?" He asks as he turns to you. You both stop under the archway separating the kitchen and the entryway.
"W- what sounds?" This was, admittedly, making you a little nervous yourself now.
"The scratching. Like something's in the walls," he said in a hushed voice as he squoze your hand. You didn't at first but as you sat and listened, sure enough. Scratching. Or... Scurrying? It wasn't consistent but it happened often enough.
"Yeah," you answered in the same muted tone.
"I think we should leave," Leo told you, "Whatever this houses issue is it's not gonna be ours. Let's grab April and VAMINOS."
Before you two could take more that a stepp up the stairs you hear a loud crash and the house starts to rumble. April begins to scream and you can hear her rushed footsteps against the floor and as you both try to find her you ended meeting her at the top of the stairs.
"RUUUUN!! GO GO GO!" she yelled at you. She pushed you both aside and grabbed Leo by his mask tails to pull him along. Before you two started running though, you see what April was running from. I giant hord of mutant silverfish. They took up the entire hallway from floor to ceiling and they did NOT look happy.
As Leo was being tugged along by April you were tugged by Leo who still hadn't let go of your hand. In trying to position his body to run forward easier and April still holding on to his mask tails, it ended up turning his mask on backwards and obscuring his view. As all three of you exited the house Leo tripped out the door on top of April causing you to fall on top of him.
"LEO PORTAL! PORTAL NOW!" April yelled at him.
"I CAN'T FIND MY SWORD!" he told her frantically trying to fix his mask so he could see.
"HERE TAKE IT!" you said handing it to him. The silver fish where almost in top of you by the time Leo took the sword in his hands. With a swift swing of his sword the portal was opened and all three of you stumbled through it closing right as the silverfish burst out the door.
All three of you lay on the ground between where the two skate ramps met, panting and trying to gather yourselves.
"Everyone okay?" April asked out of breath.
"Yeah," you breathed out.
"All good here," Leo puffed.
"Great..." April sat up sluggishly, "I'm gonna head out then, see ya."
And with that she stood up and left the lair. You both waved her off best you could from the ground. You both just laid there for a while catching your breaths.
"Let's never do that again," Leo said after a while.
"I don't know, I kinda had fun," you told him.
"You have got to be kidding me," he looked over at you unimpressed.
"Ya know... I saw this abandoned processing plant a couple days ago," you said turning your head to look back at him.
"Y/n. We almost died."
"And now we know to be prepared for hords of mutant silverfish," you looked at him, "Please?"
"Uuugggg. FINE. But not for a while, I need a break from whatever the heck today was," he told you.
"Sounds good to me!" You chirped and cuddled into his side.
"Yeah yeah," he playfully rolled his eyes and wrapped a lazy arm around you.
Mikey:
Oh he is just the sweetest little buttercup to you.<3
Surprisingly though, he also is the hardest to persuade.
I mean come on, doctor delicate touch loves you but he will be quick to tell you why a certain idea is....... not so great.
That being said if you get really sad about him saying no he will do everything in his power to make you happy.
He'll make your favorite food, watch your favorite movie, play your favorite game, whatever you want that isn't the first thing that you wanted.
Out of all brothers, Mikey is the one who need praise at the most normal amount.
You guys will probably have compliment competitions while cuddling.
So safe to say praise isn't going to get this dude to do stuff for you.
However, Mikey is able to see how his brothers feel like they can't fully express their feelings and wants them to feel safe enough to do so.
Frankly he wants everyone to feel comfortable enough around him to express their true thoughts and feelings.
So if you are the kind of person to emotionally shut down or pretend like everything is fine when it's not?
He will be a bit more willing to do stuff for you.
Again, there is a line. A straight cut no exceptions line.
Buuuuuut he might be willing to find a couple loop holes just so that his darling can feel better.
Piece of advice tho, don't push it. If he feels like you don't respect his boundaries that's gonna be a whole other issue.
"Hey Mikey!" you chirp as you enter his room, "What'ca up to?"
Mikey looked up at you from the floor, you could see the canvas in front of him and got increasingly excited to see what he was putting together.
"Oh just paintin', like one does," he tells you with a cheeky smile.
"Okaaaaay," you smile back, playing along, "What'ca paintin'?"
At this Mikey looked to his right and then his left, like he was scoping out the area for spies. Except it made less sense since it was his room. Then he looked back up at you and gestured for you to come join him with his hand.
You sat down on the floor and cozied up next to your boyfriend to which he revealed his masterpiece. It was a family portrait of Splinter and his brothers from when they were younger.
"We took this picture a couple years back," he handed you a small photo, "it was always dads favorite so I'm painting it for his birthday!"
"That's so sweet Mikey!"
He smiled and blushed at the compliment. You turned back to the painting. It was beautiful. It was the same picture but Mikey had taken some creative liberties with the colors. They were bright, vibrant, and harmonious. The painting felt like it was buzzing with energy because of it. It felt warm and inviting and at the same time unpredictable. The way the lines, colors, and textures went together, it almost made the painting feel alive, and it was hypnotizing.
"It looks like you've finished, right?" you ask, turning back to him.
"Almost!" He perks, "I just have to add a few finishing touches and it will be done!"
"Weeeeeeelllll," you said mischievously, "Since they're just finishing touches, maybe I could help."
One of the first things that people find out when they meet you is that you suck butt at art. When you met Mikey he tried SO HARD to teach you but no matter how hard you tried it just never clicked. You always saw it as a cute 'opposites attract' sort of thing honestly. The proficient artist and the one who couldn't draw a dot right it they tried. How romantic.
So when your little tease entered the space Mikey knew exactly what you were trying to do.
"Oh no no no my dear," he played along, "You see, I feel your artistic talents are needed else where."
"Else where?" you questioned with big doe eyes feigning innocence.
"Yes. Else where," he told you again, still with his playful expression.
"You mean," you picked up one of his used paint brushes, "HERE! you said as you lunged forward attempting to pin him down in order to paint his face. Attempting.
"NO NOT HERE!" he giggled trying to keep the paint brush from making contact with his face. He had been mostly successful but you still managed to land a couple good swipes.
You both continued to wrestle and giggle as time went on. At one point Mikey flipped you both so he was the one pinning you and reached for a paint brush of his own. You managed to wiggle free in the nick of time and this led to you both running around his room with paint brushes in hand. Every now and again one of you would corner the other, but the other would always manage to escape leading to the chase once again. At one point you realized that you might be able to catch Mikey off guard. You see, outside of cornering each other, all you guy have really done is chase the other and try catch them.
So in a moment of what you deemed to be 'brilliance' you took an abrupt stop and made a sharp turn on your heel to face him. However, that resulted in Mikey crashing right into you and you both falling straight to the floor.
"OH ME GOSH! Are you okay y/n?!" he scrambled to get off you quickly and inspect any possible damage to your person.
"Yeah, I'm okay, I think. Just landed on something hard," you told him as you picked yourself up.
When you looked back at him there was an expression on his face that could only be described as soul crushing horror. You were so confused, and concerned until you followed his line of sight and saw exactly what you landed on.
His painting.
His super sentimental and lovingly handcrafted painting meant as a GIFT FOR HIS FATHER. and now, there was a hole straight through it. Not a small one at that. Not to mention some of the paint was still wet and had gotten smeared and smushed at the impact. There was absolutely no salvaging this painting.
"Oh Mikey I am so sorry," you were horrified at what you had caused. Mikey didn't look at you, he didn't respond either. He walked towards to ruined canvas and slowly knelt down to pick it up.
"I- I didn't mean for this to happen Mikey I'm-" he cut you off.
"Can you please go? We'll talk later, I just need to be alone right now," still without looking at you. You were so heartbroken you had to hold in your tears.
"Okay," you told him in a shaky breath. You left the lair that night, and for the first time since you've known the guys, you left in a considerably worse mood then what you had when you got there.
The look on Mikey's face haunted you that night. You hate to think that you were the one to cause that pain. You were the one that hurt him. You wanted to make it up to him but you didn't know how. It's not like you could remake the painting for him. Heck you couldn't even paint!
You decided it would be best to stay away from the lair until Mikey invited you back. Fortunately for you, it only took about four days for that to happen. Unfortunately for however, it was through a very distressing text that read 'We should talk'. Eeeee đŹ
Before you went you baked some cookies to hopefully help lighten the blow. You may not be able to... 'art'... BUT YOU COULD BAKE. When you met with Mikey it was in a secluded area of Todd's Puppy Land, or whatever its called.
"Hey y/n," he said giving you a weak smile and finally looking at you. He looked tired. Like he hadn't slept since you both last talked.
"Hey Mikey," you responded, "I uh. I brought cookies." You gave and awkward smile and his expression softened. He motioned for you to sit next to him on the bench. As you did you placed the cookies between you both as to give him some space.
He sighed, "I'm sorry y/n, I didn't mean-" you cut him off.
"YOUR SORRY?! WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO BE SORRY ABOUT?!" you were exasperated.
"Well I-"
"NO! I ruined your painting that took you forever to make that you made for your dads birthday! If anyone should be sorry it's me!"
"Thank you," he told you, "and I accept you apology, but it wasn't really your fault. It was an accident due to us both being reckless."
"But I started it!"
"And I didn't stop you, *sigh* listen. I didn't mean to scare you like I did. I just get very emotionally attached to my art so I was having a lot of feelings that day. I want to make it very clear that I don't want to break up with you and I'm not mad at you."
At this, you let out a sigh you didn't even know you were holding. When he looked back at you he was shocked. Your eyes were glassy with tears and your cheeks were red. You looked so sad. And so sorry. Oh, if he didn't already regret what he said to you that day he sure did now. How could he had asked you to leave?
"I still feel bad about it," you told him looking down at your hands. He moved the cookies behind him to close the gap between you both and pulled you into a hug.
"Hey, I get it. But if it makes you feel any better I was able to fix mistakes I made the first time and clean up areas I had previously messed up. On top of that I'm pretty close to being in the same spot with its progress that I was last time," he said, trying to console you. you pulled back to look at him.
"You mean you repainted it?"
"Well yeah. It's pops birthday gift, I had to," he smiled at you.
"Didn't that take you weeks to do?!"
"The first time yeah. But I kind couldn't sleep until I was back to were I was before sooo"
THATS WHY HE LOOKED SO TIRED! HE HASN'T SLEPT IN FOUR DAYS!
"Alright well someone's going to bed right now," you told him, picking up your cookies and dragging him by the wrist. He happily complied and followed you back to the lair. Not before thanking Todd for letting you guys use his space.
Overall, you both were just glad that everything was back to normal.
Raph:
Oh bb. He's so soft for you.
Bro will kiss the ground you walk on.
He's also the most responsible.
However most responsible does not mean least chaotic.
I mean the dude tries to lift a bus and ate a literal phone.
So honestly, I can see him being pretty open to a lot of stuff as long as your safety isn't jeopardized.
Notice how I said 'your safety'?
Yeah. Again, remember the bus incident? I refuse to believe that he wouldn't do something stupid for you as long as he's the only one with a possibility of getting hurt.
That being said, like Mikey he has a line. Unlike Mikey that line is drawn with chalk and is very easily swept away.
Now Raph does not like crossing this line. I mean who likes compromising their boundaries?
But he will do it.
Raph is very susceptible to peer pressure and if it's coming from you of all people? He'll do it.
He won't be happy about it after though.
Like he's happy your happy but he will being to feel like his feelings don't matter to you the same as yours matter to him.
So for the sake of this poor boy please don't press further if he said no the first time.
It makes him feel like a bad boyfriend. :(
You and Raph were cuddling on the couch watching Jupiter Jim movies. As per the usual when you both are bored and have nothing better to do. You were positioned on his lap knees pointing to the side so you could rest your head on his chest.
"Hey Raphy?" you said grabbing his attention.
"Yes?" he said looking down at you.
"You wanna crash a wedding?"
"What?!"
"Do you. Want to. Crash a wedding. ... With me."
"And why are we crashing a wedding?"
"Fun," you told him, "but also I'm bored."
He giggled at you. You were such a little cutie and he could never get over it.
"What would we be doing?"
"Oh ya know, dancing, eating the food, photo bombing. The ushe," you shoot him a cheeky smile.
"Okay, one question though," you nodded at him, "how are we gonna do that with... this whole situation," he told you gesturing to himself.
"Sweets, we're in New York. You put on a suit jacket and act like 'this whole situation' is normal, most people will chalk it up to eccentricity," you told him.
"You sure bout that?"
"I've never been so sure about anything in my entire life."
"Well I guess we have a wedding to prepare for," he said nuzzling his snout into your cheek.
"YESSSsssssssssss!!" you exclaimed.
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After a quick social media search you found the perfect wedding to crash. You and Raphael dusted off your best wedding attire and set out on a mission to have a good time.
You guys had made it to the reception so you just walked in and pretended like you belonged there. Raph was obviously still a little worried about walking in full green skin and three fingered but you assured him it was fine. And you were kinda right. He definitely got weird looks but he tried his best to follow your advise and pretend like was nothing was wrong. So for a while now body bothered you guys.
"See? What did I tell you, no body even cares!" You smiled at him as you pulled him to the dance floor.
"Yeah, I guess," he told you a tad nervous. He smiled at you regardless and you're both began to dance.
It was a fun, up eat song so you and Raph jumped along in your own little world. Twisting, turning, and shimming to the beat, it felt like you both were walking on air.
After dancing for a couple of songs straight you guys decided to try some of the refreshments. You took some lemonade and the little cheesecake bits and found a vacant table. You both chatted about little things, telling jokes and having a good time.
Eventually someone from the party approached you. She was a skinny old woman. Not old enough to be grey haired and senile but just old enough that she had plenty of wrinkles.
"Excuse me, I don't believe we've met," she told you as she sat down her to you, "what are your names?"
"Oh, I'm y/n and this is Raph," you gestured to him and he gave a small wave.
"Well it's nice to meet you. I'm the brides aunt Tina."
"Well in that case, congrats! I'm sure your so happy for her!"
"I am, Oliver seems like such a a nice man. He treats Sara so well. On that note, who are you here for? The bride or the groom?"
Raph sweat dropped, he didn't like lying and it made him nervous that he might have to if you both wanted to stay.
"Oh we're not," you told her honestly. Raph was relieved for about half a second before he realized that now you guys might cause a whole other scene.
"I'm sorry, not what?"
"Here for either the bride or the groom. We don't know either of them, we were just bored and wanted to dance."
"Wh-," her face showed her absolute disbelief, "This is a family and friends even you can't just waltz in uninvited!"
"Well I mean. You can. We just did. Wether or not that's a respectful thing to do is an entirely different debate though."
Tina's face was starting to turn red.
"Well! I'm going to have to ask you both to leave!" she demanded raising her voice while she stood and pointed to the exit.
"Hey, what's going on Tia?" the bride asked putting a hand on her aunts sholder.
You leaned back in your chair resting your arm over the back of it while you took a swig of your water.
"These two hooligans weren't invited! They don't know anyone here!"
"Well that's hardly fair Tina, I thought we formed a connection over the last five minutes," you teased which prompted Raph to shoot you a disapproving look. Tina looked absolutely appalled by you attitude.
"What?" you questioned Raph with a giggle, "Come on this is kinda funny."
"Your making her upset!"
"Eh, she would have been upset anyways,"
"DONT IGNORE US GET OUT! SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE!" Tina was full on screaming now, which prompted Raph to shoot out of his chair. He apologized quickly and picked you up by your sides and ran you both out of the wedding.
"Awwwww I wanted to grab some more of those cheesecake bites before we dipped."
Raph shook his head and smiled.
"Your unbelievable."
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affectionate (rise! donnie x reader)
ROTTMNT x Reader
Donnie is in a particularly affectionate mood and the reader is scared.
fluff! :D, gn reader (you/yours is used), established relationship, romantic
âHeyyyy, Donnie!â You greeted your boyfriend in his lab and wrapped your arms around his neck from behind while he sat at his desk, typing on his computer.
Donatello jumped slightly, but sighed in relief when he realized it was just you. âAh, hello, my dearest Y/N.â He leaned back into your touch and reached his hands up to hold your hands that were resting on his shoulders.
âŠwait, he did what?
âMy dearest? UhâŠâ You stared down at him with surprise and concern, âare you good, D?â
âOf course I am,â Donnie smiled, âHow could I not be when youâre here?â
âWoah, what?â You withdrew your arms, taking a step back. This was NOT your normal Donatello.
âWhat?â He spun his chair around to look at you with furrowed (drawn on) eyebrows.
You looked him up and down, âare you feeling ok?â You pressed the back of your hand against his (XL) forehead.
âIâm not fevered, if thatâs what youâre asking.â Donnie sighed, taking your hand off his head and holding it in his own.
You stared down at your hand in his, then back up to him, âDid you- did you hit your head or something?â
âWhat? What are you talking about?â Donnie tilted his head.
âNothingâŠâ You looked at him skeptically, âAnywaysâŠhowâs your day going?â
âFine, I suppose.â Donnie sighed, âLonely, without you here. I missed you.â
âHuh?â Your jaw dropped for a moment before you narrowed your eyes at him, âdid Leo put you up to this?â
âScoff. We both know Leonardo is NEVER putting me up to anything.â Donnie scoffed, âAnd anyways, is it ok so unbelievable that I missed my beloved (s/o)?â He looked up at you tenderly and took your other hand in his, bringing it to his lips and pressing a sweet kiss to it.
âWhatâs wrong with you?!â You snatched your hand back.
Donnie looked offended and hurt with a hand over his heart, âME? Whatâs wrong with you?â
âYouâre scaring me!â You gasped, throwing a hand over your mouth, âOh my god, youâve finally cracked.â
âHow?!â Donnie laughed, incredulous.
âHow-âŠwhy are you beingâŠso affectionate?â You narrowed your eyes at him again but your tone was softer now.
Donnie thought for a moment, âHuh. I donât know.â He narrowed his eyes back at you, âBut fine. Trust me, it wonât happen again.â
âNo, no, no! I didnât mean it like that!â You took his hand back in yours, squeezing it. âItâs justâŠnot like you. Iâm not used to it, Iâm sorry.â
Donnie frowned, âOh. I see.â
âNot in a bad way!â You laughed nervously, âI like you the way you are, even if youâre not always affectionateâŠof course, I like when you are too, though.â
âGood to know.â Donnie grinned and stood up, gently pulling you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close.
You stayed like that for a while and just enjoying each others presence in silence; a rare, special, intimate moment.
âSoooâŠyou wanna get pizza?â
âPfft- You donât even have to ask, my dear.â
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I have a request of 2012 Raphael X reader. Raphael is VERY protective over reader. Reader gets kidnapped by the foot clan and almost dies, so after they are saved and healed Raph becomes a protective monster lol
2012 raph x reader
You never had to worry about being followed every again. Because instead of being stalked by a stranger, you were now stalked by a ninja turtle.
You stopped and grunted as a heavy forced knocked into your back, having not expected your sudden stop. âRaph.â
âWhat.â He didnât even bother to hide it. He just stepped beside you so that you could walk side by side. You rolled your eyes.
âI think that if Iâve been kidnapped, itâs super unlikely to happen again.â
He gave you a hard glare. âNot with the Foot. Theyâre not gonna just forget âbout ya.â
âSo what? Youâre just supposed to follow me everywhere for the rest of my life?â
âYes.â
You sighed. Sure, it had been scary. Terrifying, really. But you couldnât live your life in fear. âI think they now know that I have a super scary mutant on my side.â
You reached over and grabbed his hand, hoping his scowl would lighten up a bit.
âIt ainât enough. I shouldâve beaten âem harder.â
âYou literally knocked them all out.â
He shook his head, dissatisfied. âIf they come backââ
âYouâll be there and youâll knock every single one out all over again!â You beamed, squeezing his hand. You think Raph had been more scared over the situation than you had been. And really, you were still in denial. Itâd all sink in eventually.
âDamn straight. I ainât losing ya.â
But, right now, you felt pretty safe with a mutant turtle glued to your side.
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in the mood to write some hurt/comfort if anyone wants to send something in xo
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hii! Hope youâre doing well! Can I have some hcs or imagines of the rise bois (separate) tryna be romantic with S/o, but either S/oâs friend or their bros are always just⊠there. Like the song âYou, Me, and Steveâ type thing lol
You, Me, and Steve

Rottmnt x gn!reader
Warnings: dating, interruptions, frustration, not written as headcanons
A/N: hello! sorry I've been gone again, I've been in a lot of pain lately. Mikey and Leo's are short cause I feel like they'd just be more honest.


Donnie
Donnie sighs heavily, resting his chin on his hand. The two of you were supposed to have a nice dinner alone, but someone just had to butt in.
"What are you getting?" Leo asks, grinning at you and Donnie.
You can see Donnie's hands grip his napkin as he glares at Leo. His knuckles are turning white from how hard he's holding onto it. "A nice dinner alone with my partner?" Donnie grits out, his knuckles popping when he lets go of the napkin.
"Just pretend I'm not here!" Leo chirps, smiling brightly as he goes back to reading the menu.
"That's... You're asking the impossible." Donnie huffs, kicking Leo under the table.
"Ow!" Leo whines, reaching down to rub his leg. "It's never been a problem before! Do you just not like spending time with me anymore? I'm hurt!"
Leo sniffs and Donnie rolls his eyes, clearly growing more and more frustrated. You reached out, trying to calm him, but he was already so close to exploding it didn't help.
"I love spending time with you, Leo, but I want alone time with my partner too! You keep coming on all our dates and won't leave. I've tried to be nice, but I'm tired of you always having to be with me!" Donnie snapped, looking at Leo with the furry of a thousand suns.
"Geez, Don... Sorry..." Leo winces, standing up. "I'll just see you at home then..."
Donnie turns to you once he's gone, looking concerned. "I apologize... I didn't mean to ruin our night."
"It's okay." You reassure him, your hand resting on his. "I just wish it didn't come to that... Will Leo be okay?"
"Yeah... I'll apologize to him when I get home."
Leo
Leo churrs and nuzzles into you, feeling you laugh when he churrs louder. The vibrations from his churrs rumbling through you too. His tail wags, spinning like a helicopter.
"You're so warm!" Leo practically purrs, kissing and nipping at your cheek. You playfully try to push him away, his churrs tickling a little.
"And you're heavy!" Your hands press to his plastron as you laugh. He laughs with you, nibbling on your cheek.
"Leo! Don't crush my favorite person!" Mikey whines from his spot on the floor where he had been painting.
Leo sighs softly, sitting up and looking down at the floor. "Mikey... You know I love you, but... Could you please leave? I just want some alone time with my partner."
"But-" Mikey starts, but Leo shoots him a look. The orange turtle pouts a little, starting to collect his things.
Leo turns to you after hearing the door click shut. "Sorry about that, sugar. Where were we?"
Mikey
Mikey always did his best to accommodate your best friend, but he honestly was getting tired of always having them around. He wanted to be alone with his baby, able to be himself completely, not a watered down version.
"Baaaby..." Mikey whines softly, pulling you to him. He buries his face in your neck, chuffing. "Can it just be us? I don't want your friend to be with us tonight... They're just gonna complain about what I make."
You look down at him, seeing his pout and pleading eyes. It was true, every time the two of you had a creative date, like tonight, your friend complained about what Mikey made.
"Don't worry, Mikes, I didn't tell them where we're going. So just us." You reply, kissing his snout.
He chirps happily, his tail wagging. "I'm gonna paint you the prettiest vase so you can fill it up with the flowers I get you!"
Raph
Raph's tail thumped against the ground as both of you set out stuff for your picnic. Your friend was helping a little, which upset him greatly. He wanted this to just be the two of you, yet here they were, butting in like always.
"Can I... Talk to you privately, sweets?" Raph asks quietly, gently tugging your arm. You nodded and followed him to a tree out of your friend's ear shot.
"What's wrong?" You question, holding his hand.
"I wanted it to just be the two of us..." He mumbles, feeling a little nervous. He's not sure how you're going to take it, but he wants to be honest. "I like your friend, but... They're always joining us on dates and it's..."
"It's...?" You press gently, cupping his cheek.
Raph takes a deep breath, turning his head to kiss your palm. "It's frustrating. I want to... I want time with just you where I don't have to worry about making your friend uncomfortable." He closes his eyes, feeling anxious about your reaction.
You let go of his cheek, his heart sinking. He opens his eyes, seeing you walk over to your friend. Your friend seems frustrated, but drops what they had been carrying and goes to the car.
"There. Just us now... I wish you would've told me before." You smile, walking back up to him.
"I didn't wanna upset you." He murmurs, leaning down to nuzzle your cheek affectionately.
"You not being honest was more upsetting than you being honest."
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"would you kill for your partner?"
Everyone: no
Donnie: * grab Y/N by the shoulders and look at them dead in the eyes*
Donnie: "I would watch cities burn for you, I would start genocide for you, I would commit arson for you and you don't even have to ask. I would do what ever it takes!"
Leo:..... have you not already committed arson before you knew them?
Donnie: "shush I'm trying to express my affection"
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TMNT 2012 Raphael Hamato x Reader đ - Rough and Tumble
đ„ Commissioned by: @psypeachi
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đ„ Divider belongs to @benkeibear
đ„ Summary: After dating Rap for almost a year, he begins to ache for you...
đ„ 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
đ„ 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 werenât 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 heâd be lying if he said he hadnât been disappointed with the pace of things.
Though heâd 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.Â
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âHoney!â you beamed cheerfully, strolling into the lair. âIâm home, and I brought you something!â
âWell, hello to you too,â Leo grumbled, playfully rolling his eyes as he sat in a beanbag, flipping through TV channels.Â
âSorry, Leo!â you rubbed the back of your neck sheepishly. âI didnât even see you, I was just excited to see-â
âRaph, I know.â He chuckled. âSo, whatâd you get him?â He asked, eyes never leaving the television.Â
Excitedly, you hurried over to him, crouching down at his side and pulling the contents of the bag you had out. âOur anniversary is coming up, and Raph mentioned wanting to learn how to kickbox, so I got us matching gloves and kneepads! See?â You explained, showing off one of each pair of gloves. Both were ruby red, with gold stitching and embroidery. âI even got them monogrammed! Do you think heâll like them?â
The eldest turtle gave a kind smile as he handed you back the gift. âI know it,â he confirmed with a nod, beginning to turn his attention back to the TV. âHeâs actually in the dojo now, you should go give them to him.â 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. âYouâre welcome.â
âHi, honey!â 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.Â
âWhatâs up, baby?â He asked, pecking your lips as he set you down. âWhatâcha got there?â
âA present for you,â you teased, rocking from heel to toe. âEarly anniversary gift.â
âDoll, you didnât have to get me anything,â he sighed, taking the bag as you enthusiastically shoved it into his arms.Â
âI wanted to, besides, itâs for both of us.â you snickered while he began to dig through the bag.Â
âOh my God,â he paused, shoulders slumping. âBaby, you didnât-â
âI did.â You giggled, preparing for a hug of gratitude, which you immediately received.Â
âBabe, youâre the best. I love you so much, thank you.â 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.Â
âI got me a pair too, I thought we could learn to kickbox together!â you sang, dipping into the bag to fetch your own pair.Â
âBaby, I donât know what to say, this is awesome.â He gushed, watching you with a dopey, lovesick smile.Â
âYou donât need to say anything, babe. But you can put up your dukes because Iâm gonna kick your butt!â
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You did, in fact, not kick his butt. In fact, you hadnât 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.Â
âWhatâs the matter, dollface?â Raph taunted, peridot eyes playful but full of an emotion you couldnât place. âGettinâ mad?â
âNo!â you shouted bitterly. âI was just going easy on you!âÂ
âSureâŠâ 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.
âHowâs that, huh?!â you hollered, pulling your meanest face. âYou like that?!â Oh, did he. He never in his wildest dreams wouldâve imagined youâd 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 couldnât escape. âHa! I told you I was gonna kick your butt!â
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. âNot all big and bad now, are you?â
âOh, baby, Iâll show your ass âbig and badâ! Câmere!â 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.Â
There was a pause as dead silence hung in the air, neither of you moving a muscle, only gazing into each otherâs 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.Â
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. âR-Raphael Hamato! You put me down this instant!â you scolded deaf ears as he continued to the door. âYou are not carrying me like this in front of your brothers!â 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. âW-Wait-â you halfheartedly protested.Â
âIâm sorry, babe,â he huffed, backing up a bit. âGuess I got kinda carried away.â he laughed sheepishly, crawling closer again. âI justâŠI get so riled up when Iâm with you, especially when youâre on top of me like that- Fuck, you just look so pretty.â
Though it wasnât 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.Â
âY-You think Iâm pretty when I sit on top of you..?â 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 wasnât actually in tune with the world around him.
âThe prettiest, baby,â he muttered, capturing your kiss again, crawling between your bent knees to loom over you like before. âSo so fuckinâ prettyâŠâ
âRaph, youâre making me nervousâŠâ you confessed between kisses. âYouâre not usually this forwardâŠâ
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, youâd never had much sexual experience, and the thought of potentially being a bad lay terrified you. Youâd 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.Â
âSorryâŠâ he finally sighed, out of breath while his fingers absent-mindedly gripped at any bit of you they could reach. âIâm not trynaâ make you uncomfortable but,â he paused, breath hitching in his throat as he pictured you. âBaby I want you, so so so bad.â
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 heâd shower you with compliments so close to your ear you could hardly hear them. âY-YouâŠâ you trailed, breathing labored, and stuck in your windpipe. âWant me...?â
Raph sighed, finally you understood how he burned for you. âYes, baby. I want you real bad. You have no idea the shit I wanna do to you.â Seeing you ease into the idea, he took the liberty of lifting your hand, planting kisses up your arm. He thought itâd be a romantic way to gently push forward, but all that went out the window when he heard you softly whimper:
âShow me how badâŠ?â
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 wasnât the first time youâd made out to the point of fondling and drooling all over each otherâs 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. âOh, RaphâŠâ you cried, overwhelmed by the lust bubbling inside you.
âLove it when you say my name like that,â he purred into your collarbone. âFuck, I wanna do everything to youâŠâ
âTell meâŠâ you whispered, barely audibly. âTell me all the dirty things you think aboutâŠâÂ
Raph shuddered, hearing those words in your voice as he buried his face into your shoulder. âWanna taste that sweet pussy of yours, fuck this throat,â he groaned, fingers ghosting over your flesh, threatening to choke you. âWant you to ride me âtil the sun comes up.â
âIs that all?â you muttered, struggling to keep a confident face as his words hit straight to your womb.Â
âNot even close, baby.â He smirked against your skin. âWant you every way.â
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. âIn that case,â you said airily, popping up on top. âI'm all yours, baby.â
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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. Youâd never thought heâd 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.Â
It had taken you a minute to get the hang of this, and a few directions from him, such as âA-Ah, no teeth baby- fuck yeah, that's it!â 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.Â
âOh my God, youâre so fuckinâ good at this, baby.â he groaned guiding your head gently. âTaking this dick like a fuckinâ champ.â You hummed in response, loving his praise and how you made him feel. âCanât wait to eat up that little pussy, gonna make you feel so good, baby.â
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. âTell me how you want me baby.â you cooed, peppering kisses along his shaft.
âFuck, you're gonna make me cum if you keep talkinâ like thatâŠâ he groaned, bucking his hips up, missing the warmth of your mouth.Â
âI better stop thenâŠâ 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.Â
âBaby, donât do this to me,â Raph whined, eyes screwed shut and breathing heavily. âDamnit, I was so close.â 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. âO-Oh my God, Raph-! I-It feels so-!â You were hardly able to form coherent thoughts, let alone sentences. âGood!â
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 couldâve 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 wasnât like when youâd done things by yourself, there was no build-up, no knot snapping taught. It was as if heâd pushed a button that instantly sent you over the edge. âB-Baby!â you shrieked, almost frightened of the spontaneous intense wave of pleasure washing over you. âI-I think Iâm-!â Before you could finish your decree, a long, cracking, needy croon was fished from your throat as you rode out the sudden orgasm.Â
âYeah, thatâs it, baby girl, let it all out,â your lover encouraged, voice muffled as he continued to work you through your high. âCum all over my face, pretty-pretty.â 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. âGod, youâre so fuckinâ pretty when you cum.â He smirked, rubbing your thigh comfortingly.Â
âYou need a minute, baby?â He asked, smiling gently up at your flushed face. To his surprise, you urgently shook your head in protest.Â
âN-No! Iâm not done.â you decided, sliding down his plastron. âI wanna go all the way with youâŠâ Your answer stunned him a bit and his smile faded.Â
âAre you sure, doll? You look pretty tired.â he rationalized. âIf we stop here, I wonât be mad, Iâll just finish myself off later.â
Your heart melted at his concern for your comfort, but you still refused. âNo,â you huffed, mounting his lap. âI wanna feel you inside me,â 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. âPlease, RaphaelâŠâ He tensed, you only used his full name when it was urgent. âI need you to make love to meâŠâ
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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. âT-Touch me, pleaseâŠâ 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.Â
âYou have the nicest body, (Y/N)...â he soothed, brushing a thumb over your perked nipple. âPerfect tits, smooth skin, pretty face,â he rambled on, showering you with compliments, waiting for your face to unwrinkle. When it didnât he thought of something else. âHere, doll,â he cooed, taking both hands off you to guide yours up to your chest. âPlay with these for me, âkay?â 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.Â
Soothed by the aid, you hardly even notice when youâd 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.Â
You hated this, though you couldnât place why. It was like he was teasing you going so slowly. âR-RaphâŠfasterâŠâ 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.Â
âAhhh,â he sighed, brows knitting together. âYeah, baby just bounce on my cock, you know just what to do, donât you?â
âUh-huh,â you mumbled, lost in never before felt pleasure.
âYou love riding my dick, donât you princess?â He asked, breathing heavily, trying to distract himself from cumming too early from the excellent squeeze you offered.Â
âYes, sir.â you replied with a breathy moan, head thrown back in pleasure.Â
âHow much?â he pressed, the pace picking up to breakneck speed as he brutalized your cervix.Â
âSo fucking much!â you gasped, nearly screaming at the tension building inside as he pounded into you.
âTell me how much you love riding this dick, baby,â he demanded. âCâmon and be a good girl and tell me,âÂ
Humiliation bubbled inside of your stomach in a way that fueled your fire. Face beet red you shyly muttered: âI-I loveâŠr-riding your dickâŠâ Suddenly, all stimulation ceased and Raph fell as still as the eye of a storm. Looking down, you panicked, slightly annoyed. âW-What? Whyâd you stop?â He ignored you, a cocky grin playing on his lips. âG-Go, please!â 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. âW-What gives, babe? Please go!â
âLouder.âÂ
âW-Wha-?â you blushed impossibly deeper, confused and frustrated to bits.Â
âSay it louder,â he repeated unrelenting.Â
âRaph-!â you squealed, clicking the pieces together. âEnough games, please!â You continued to struggle against his grip to fuck yourself on his cock, to no avail.Â
âIâm not gonna finish fucking you until you scream for me.â he flirted darkly. âI want everyone to know who makes you feel this good.â You resisted further, before finally giving in.Â
âI-I love riding your dickâŠâ you said, nearly in a normal speaking voice. Still, he refused to move.Â
âWhatâs that? I couldnât hear you?â He teased, leaning closer as if to hear you better.Â
âI said I love riding your dick!â barely shouted, relieved to feel the very slightest friction.Â
âOne more time, with feeling and Iâll give it to you so good,â he promised, shallowly rocking his hips. âOne more time, baby, loud and proud for me.âÂ
âPlease fuck me baby, I love riding your fucking dick!â you finally cried out, gritting your teeth and screaming lewdly into the air when he started again, pounding into you harshly.
âAtta girl!â he purred, locking in on finishing you for good. âYouâre so good for me, arenât you, princess?â
âY-Yes!,â you gasped, both to the question and just as a general statement. âYes, yes, yes yes, oh, right there!â
âFuck baby,â Raph crooned, his toes curling as tension built in his stomach. âYou feel so damn good.â As if on cue, he shuddered, coming undone even more quickly upon feeling your messy hole clench around him.
âG-God, Raph, Iâm so close!â you wept, slopping rutting your hips against his. âI-Iâm gonna-!â 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.Â
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. âC-Canât believe youâre all mine,â He mumbled through gritting teeth and furrowed brows. âMine, mine, mine, mine, mine-â He began to chant in tune with his brutal thrusts until finally, he tipped over the edge with a string of obscenities.
Likewise, youâd 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 heâd rearranged your guts, even the warm spurt that filled any gaps his cock hadnât 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 youâd 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.
âIâm right here, baby,â he soothed, almost as if heâd read your mind. âI ainât goinâ nowhere.â 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.Â
âI love youâŠâ you said, as less of a reminder than a need for validation in your fragile state.
âI love you too, dollface.â he sighed, petting your hair. âThanks for trusting me.â
âMhmmâŠâ you hummed in response, threatening to nod off.Â
âThink thisâll happen again?â he wondered aloud, propping his head up with a bent arm.Â
âMaybeâŠâ you replied softly, secretly wishing heâd shut up and let you sleep already.Â
âWell, if it does, we should probably use a condom next time.â

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