#raphael — ic

[wayfaringlegends]

Poke-moves Meme - Raphael

🍞[ NORMAL ] Cut. The target is cut with a scythe, a claw, or the like to inflict damage.

🥊[ FIGHTING ] Coaching. The user properly coaches its ally Pokémon, boosting their Attack and Defense stats.

🦢 [ FLYING ] Aerial Ace. The user confounds the target with speed, then slashes. This attack never misses.

🧪[ POISON ] Purify. The user cures the target's status condition. If the move succeeds, it also restores the user's own HP.

⛰️[ GROUND ] Sand Attack. Sand is hurled in the target's face, lowering the target's accuracy.

💎[ ROCK ] Wide Guard. The user and its allies are protected from wide-ranging attacks for one turn.

🐞[ BUG ] Fury Cutter. The user attacks by slashing the target with scythes, claws, or the like. This attack becomes more powerful if it hits in succession.

👻[ GHOST ] Last Respects. The user attacks to avenge its allies. The more defeated allies there are in the user's party, the greater the move's power.

🔪[ STEEL ] Metal Burst. The user retaliates with much greater force against the opponent that last inflicted damage on it.

🔥[ FIRE ] Bitter Blade. The user focuses its bitter feelings toward the world of the living into a slashing attack. The user's HP is restored by up to half the damage taken by the target.

🌊[ WATER ] Razor Shell. The user cuts the target with sharp shells to inflict damage. This may also lower the target's Defense stat.

🌿[ GRASS ] Solar Blade. The user gathers light on the first turn, then fills a blade with the light's energy and attacks on the next turn.

⚡[ ELECTRIC ] Thunder Wave. The user launches a weak jolt of electricity that paralyzes the target.

🔮[ PSYCHIC ] Psycho Cut. The user tears at the target with blades formed by psychic power. This move has a heightened chance of landing a critical hit.

🧊[ ICE ] Ice Shard. The user flash-freezes chunks of ice and hurls them at the target. This move always goes first.

🐉[ DRAGON ] Dual Chop. The user attacks its target by hitting it with brutal strikes. The target is hit twice in a row.

💀[ DARK ] Ceaseless Blade. The user slashes its shell blade at the target, aiming to land a critical hit. Shell splinters left behind by this attack remain scattered under the target as spikes.

🌸[ FAIRY ] Spirit Break. The user attacks the target with so much force that it could break the target's spirit. This also lowers the target's Sp. Atk stat.

Tagging: @dragonskxn, @diamantrosedekalos

[camilieroart]

Here is the piece I did for @turtlestogetherzine !

I absolutely adore both Rise and 2012, and this was a blast to make ! Thanks for having me :) !

[delhe-dalim]

You know?

I'm really havin' an hyperfixation with this show

[hasello]

same hobby, different fonts ❄️

[shootingstarsue]

[leisi-lilacdreams]

drawings going to some special people 👀

a couple of months ago @mushroomgrenade reached out to me if i was interested in adding to a christmas care package for @andysuriano !!!

couldn't believe it and i of course said yes can't believe andy's has some of my art ahhhhhhh

i wanted to do something special and asked what mushroom and andy's fav turtles were

mushroom is a big rise donnie and 03 raph fan!

andy's fav is rise raph but he also worked on 2012 tmnt which is why i drew ice cream kitty uvu

she would like raph

i didn't have the best markers i only had water based one which is terrible for blending

didn't have time to buy nicer ones but i did the best i could OTL

[forgetful-nerd]

The 2012 Turtles accidentally train Ice Cream kitty and Chompy to respond to the words “It’s too hot” and “It’s too cold” respectively.

The first statement gets you a lap full of purring, sticky Ice cream. The second gets your backside singed by fire.

[iscdisc]

This is more incredibly dumb crossover art, but I have this Undertale AU that I really enjoy and these are some old drawings I made for it ! Lmao || I definitely like the way I drew Casey the second time more- 💀👍 LMAO

(Old Content)

[isitdonproof]

TMNT 2007

[supine-ly]

mikey in my typo au

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[wayfaringlegends]

"Raphael? I have your sword. I just kind of...found it. Don't leave it laying around."

"Ah, I was wondering where it went."

From a glance over his shoulder, Raphael turned around to face his fellow immortal. Despite Pascale offering the sword, Raphael held another blade in his hand, although that one he quickly sheathed so he could accept the other.

"A traditional longsword is too heavy for my old bones..." Raphael spoke, half to himself, "and I dislike the lack of reach a shortsword provides, a good old hand-and-a-half sword is just the perfect medium I prefer."

As if to emphasise his point, he flourished the sword with an agility and grace one would not expect from a man so old, centuries of mastery showing itself in how the blade moved like an extension of his body. Raphael wasn't one to show off too much though, he soon brought the blade to rest, tip pointed towards the ground.

"Dare I ask where this sword even turned up? I only found it missing this morning..."

[fiendishfinesse]

𝕽𝖆𝖕𝖍𝖆𝖊𝖑 𝖓𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖞 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘 (+21)

In honor of sinday, I tried to compile a few of my nasty headcanons. Enjoy and I'm very sorry.

He is submissive only to Haarlep because, in his mind, he’s submitting to an idealised version of himself (archduke/archduchess). He is far too prideful to be submissive, though there are a few exceptions. You’re more likely to get him to submit if you’re a woman.

He treats Haarlep like a fucktoy, making him an awful bed partner for the incubus. He remains lazy, a true pillow princess, while Haarlep does all the work. Once he climaxes, he simply tosses the incubus aside and goes to sleep.

As a centuries-old devil, he can be a masterful pleaser, especially when trying to ensnare more resistant clients.

He may climax quickly, but he possesses considerable stamina. Multiple rounds, insatiable appetite.

His otherwise impeccable composure breaks easily during sex, especially before climax: hungry, needy, a slobbering mess with disheveled hair.

His semen is hot and plentiful. Wyvern whiskey.

For him, seduction is rarely physical. The dance begins long before the bedroom, it's a game of conquest, a challenge.

In fact, before he even gets naked, he may please you a few times--just to taste your need, to strengthen your craving for his cock. Perhaps playing with you on his lap, or slipping a leg between your thighs as you make out.

He isn’t the type for one-night stands. He far prefers to toy with his prey over time, indulging in a long cat-and-mouse game. It's far more satisfying to bring them to their knees after the chase. He is patient.

He has exceptionally high standards. If he must seduce a client who doesn't meet them, he’ll simply toss the unfortunate soul to Haarlep.

Unsurprisingly, he loves being worshipped and feeling needed, but he derives the most pleasure from taming defiant, bratty types. “I much prefer a cat.”

He practices “free use” with his pets. His toys must be ready to be used sexually at any moment, even if he wants to be pleased while reading a book and ignoring them entirely. Sometimes, the devil appears from the flames in your home while you're cooking--because he needs it now.

He commissions or makes people perform pornographic theatre for him to jerk off to. Theatre kid, but make it horny. There are probably musical numbers. lmao

He’s exceptionally skilled at reading people. He knows who needs a gentle master, and who craves to be treated like a rabid dog. He can make you feel like royalty or ruin you.

He’s not naturally tender, but if you stroke his hair, he might just purr. It’s his soft spot.

Speaking of tenderness, if you find yourself being gently caressed, held, or cared for by Raphael, you should know: He sees you more as a cute little pet than anything else.

He adores scent. A particularly nice perfume can arouse him.

True affection is foreign to him, but he understands the utility of aftercare as a manipulation tool. Mortals are fragile, after all.

A possessive lover. You’re his, until he gets bored.

Outside the bedroom, his kisses are charming, almost sweet. Inside? He may drool on you like a starving mutt tearing into meat.

Yes, his tail can be used to whip or penetrate.

Edging excites him. Grinding while clothed? Even more so.

He loves watching Haarlep fuck people while using his form and jerking off to it. In general, he quite enjoys being in a voyeuristic position. He might ask you to masturbate for him or something like that.

If he’s in a submissive position, he likes it rough.

Corruption kink. Breeding kink. Pet play.

He sees himself as a master manipulator, and that’s his flaw. He underestimates people. Sometimes, he doesn’t realize he’s the one being played, especially when flattered or shown false loyalty. Haarlep excels at this, distracting Raphael for centuries and subtly making him more submissive and attached in the process.

He enjoys fucking mortals in his devil form. The size difference and power imbalance arouse him.

He implies a sadistic sexual tendency in game (“I prefer my liquor served in a quivering belly button, distilled in fear and arousal.”) He enjoys the power dynamics of being simultaneously feared and desired.

So, the following items will be more sadistic and possibly triggering, kindly beware, my lovelies! :) kisses love you all

also, this list may grow gradually over time

!!! 𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖈 𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖘 – DDNE: !!! 

He enjoys it when they struggle, but loves it more when they break. When fear and desire intertwine. When they think they love him.

He detests rejection and doesn’t like it when someone resists taming for too long. If manipulation fails, he may resort to violence. Misbehave too much, and you might find yourself on the hook. (Just ask poor Hope.)

It’s hard to make him stop if he starts. You know, if you change your mind mid-sex. He will chase his pleasure at all costs.

He’s not as merciless or sadistic as his father, but the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. 

[cookieturtle26]

TMNTEMBER DAY 17

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[thesunbearswife]

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(Turned up the brightness)

[deadlyflan]

Someone of your choice to Raph with number 2 or Leo with 23 :D

IT'S THE HURT/COMFORT DRABBLE* MEME! (*A 100-word limit is impossible for me. This is not a literal drabble. It's just generally "short.")

Pine requested: Someone of your choice to Raph prompt #2 “You’re burning up.”

2003!micro-fic.

Leonardo yanked his hand back from Raphael’s forehead with a hiss. “You’re burning up.”

“Ha. You’re burning up.” Raph sluggishly accused. His panting filled the stuffy, dusty space.

Leonardo fumbled in the dark for the canteen.

They’d just gone for a day hike. He wanted to check out the cliffs and copper cave shrines in the hills above the Battle Nexus Arena. It was just a hike. Get some sunshine. Stretch their legs. He’d convinced Raph to come with him. Everyone else wanted to stay in town and eat street food–why hadn’t he just gone with them? Why’d he have to drag Raph into this? Into a landslide?

He knocked into the canteen with clumsy fingers and it toppled over. Leo could hear it slide down, bouncing off loose rocks and gravel. The short stairwell down into the little pocket of air by the shrine had turned into a ski slope of ankle-twisting stones. And their only water supply had just disappeared down it. “Dammit!”

“Uh-uh, Leo.” Raph coughed and the loose dirt and small stones rained down from above them. His lower half was pinned in the rock slide, but his head and one arm were still free. “Put a.” He coughed again. More pebbles and a few larger rocks hit them both. “A dollar in the swear jar.”

“Stop talking. Every time you cough, the rest of the ceiling could fall in.” Leonardo pulled out his shell cell. The battery light blinked its warnings, but he needed the light from the screen if he was going to find the canteen. “I’m gonna go get the canteen.”

“What? Go?” Raph sounded more alert and alarmed than he had since the rocks hit him.

“Just down the stairs. There’s maybe–”

“Leo.”

“Raph. There’s only–”

“Leo!” Raph’s hot hand gripped his wrist as if he were falling off a building.

“Raph! It’s our only water. You’re bleeding. You’re feverish. You’re stuck; it has to be me that gets it. It’s only 3 or 4 steps down. I’ll be right back.” Leonardo knew he was rushing Raph to let go. But the battery would only last so long.

“I–” Raph’s voice cracked around the single syllable, and Leonardo desperately wanted to sit back down next to him.

“I’ll be right back.” Leonardo returned his brother’s grip, squeezing just as hard. “I promise, brother.”

In the faint green light of the shell cell, Raph grimaced, but surrendered Leo’s arm. With supreme force of will, Leo let go as well. On hands and knees, he backed down the uneven stones, bumping and sliding even the few feet to the bottom. His shell made horrific grinding noises against the ceiling as he went.

“Leo?” Raph’s voice sounded so far up above. He coughed and Leonardo could hear the cascade of gravel that pelted down on him. “Dammit.”

Leo held the phone up, trying to see his brother in the gloom. He’d stirred up too much dust, though. The light reflected off it and Raph was just a dark patch in the darker hillside.

“Dollar for the swear jar,” Leo choked out. His heart wasn’t in the joke. It hung in the thick air between them. He needed to finish up and get back up there. How heavy were the stones on Raph's chest? Was he smothering?

Leonardo drew in as deep a breath as he dared. How long before they ran out of oxygen? “I’m at the bottom. Don’t talk so much. You’ll cough again.” Leonardo wheezed and hacked, but at least the ceiling held. “There’s room to turn around down here. I can see the canteen.”

The dim light of the shell cell reflected off the spidery veins of green copper that lay like a net along the walls at the back of the shrine. As Leonardo scrambled over the uneven landslide debris towards the canteen, his phone lit up and trilled with pings and beeps and alerts. He nearly dropped it! “What?!”

“WHAT?,” called Raph from up the incline. “What’s going on, Leo?!”

“It’s–Raph! Raph! We have signal! There’s signal! The–the copper down here–we’re getting a signal!” Leonardo hit the call button with one hand and grabbed the canteen with the other. “Raph, we’re getting out of here!”

[forgetful-nerd]

I want them to fight each other and yet I need them to get along.