#tmnt raphael x reader angst/fluff

[hotheadedhero]

Daft Pretty Boys

AN: I was going to try and get something Halloween-like out but it's been busy lately. Have some fluffy angst with Raph, instead :D

Raphael x Reader

Warning: kinda angsty, soft-hearted Raph ahead :)

When you blessed the turtles with your bright presence and inevitably befriended them, Raphael didn’t realise just how much of an emotional rollercoaster it would be. As a person, you are amazing. You always make a point to engage with him and his brothers, even for the small things. Other than April, they’ve never felt more welcomed by human company before. The thing is, if he were to put one fault on you, it’s your taste in men. 

You fall fast and hard, and it’s not because of their looks. It’s the ones who have this idea that they know they look good: the confidence they exude, sharp-witted flattery on the end of a hook that you can’t help biting into. You get caught, pulled in, they have their fun, and then you’re chucked back into sea awaiting the next juicy-looking cast of bait. One would think you’d be smart enough to not fall for the same routine tricks over and over again but here we are.

Each time you say, “He’s really sweet,” followed by a “This one is different,” but he never is. You’re always taking that chance, betting on the next guy being Mr Right, only for it to end in heartbreak, and every time Raph’s at your aid when you come crying to him. That isn’t said with any malice for you. He will always be there to pick up the pieces. Maybe broken pieces of these stupid shmucks if he just had five minutes alone with them.

You grasp so desperately to hope. Raph would commend you for your optimistic persistence if it didn’t break him to see you in tears. There’s only so much one heart can take. He doesn’t want you to become some calloused husk of your sweet self, too afraid to take another chance. He doesn’t want you to end up like him. Raphael knows he’s unloveable. Regardless of his appearance, he has a temper - one that he keeps as far away from you as he possibly can. His feelings for you never seem to pass despite how much he tries but he isn’t meant for love. That isn’t how this world works. You, on the other hand, should be cherished and he’ll beat the next sorry sucker who does any less than that.

How? How can someone be so foolish to drop you like these men have? He doesn’t get it. Were it him, he’d spend every waking moment appreciating you, letting it be known just how precious you are and how lucky he is to be the one to call you his. But he isn’t. The same daydream can play as many times as it likes, it’s never going to go in that direction. He needs to keep reminding himself of that.

You just deserve so much more than the cards you keep getting dealt. You’ve probably got to be the sweetest person he’s ever had the luxury of meeting. A little bubble-brained at times but that’s in part what makes you so cute. It’s also why you end up in and out of these short-lived relationships, he reckons. Much like now, for instance. It’s almost routine, weirdly systematic in a way, how you waddle into the lair glassy-eyed and red-faced wearing that grey sweater - the one he calls your breakup sweater - that’s two sizes too big for you. So much for the macho man with the green eyes. Making it to one month is a record, so there’s that at least.

Raphael doesn’t say anything, just holds a hand out whilst the other cradles the back of his neck. By now, he’s learnt that there’s nothing he can say. It’s better to wait on you until you manage to find your words. You slowly trudge towards him and smack your forehead into his chest. All he can do is stand there and stare at the top of your head whilst he battles the urge to pick you up and take you away from all this frivolous bullshit. His arm falls to his side as he watches you, and you just about say what he would expect you to.

“I really thought this one would be different,” you whimper quietly and the hiccup in your throat makes his chest burn. “He seemed so genuine.”

Raphael’s heart clenches. He wants to scream that he’s the one who’s genuine, that he’s the one who’s been here through every heartbreak, every tear. But instead, he swallows his words, feeling the weight of his own unspoken feelings pressing down on his chest.

He pats the top of your head, almost awkwardly, and sighs, “I know.”

A pained laugh muffles against his chest. “I’m the problem, aren’t I?” you ask rhetorically, playing it off as some joke at your own expense but it only angers him further.

“It’s not you,” Raph replies, a hint of a growl edging into his tone. “They’re the ones who don’t know what they’re missin’.”

“But there’s a common denominator here. It feels like it’s me.” You pull back slightly, just enough to meet his gaze. “Like, maybe if I was just different-”

“Stop right there,” he interjects, his brow furrowing. “You are not the problem. They are. Trust me on that.”

You always say the wrong things about yourself: the things he thinks about himself on a daily; if he was different. You are such an honest person and yet you lie so frequently when you talk about yourself. A nasty bi-product of those worthless scumbags treating you the way they do. You want to believe him on his word but you also can’t ignore the facts. It’s always the same song and dance. You stupidly cling to hope, searching for the silver lining that never seems to come, and end up in this sad mess of a person.

Raphael watches as you pull away, the warmth of his body replaced by the chill of reality. It’s painful to see you so vulnerable, so exposed. He wishes he could shake you out of this cycle, snap his fingers and make you see what’s right in front of you. But he can’t. All he can do is stand there, the silent sentinel, while you cry into the fabric of your sweater. The moment lingers, heavy and full of unsaid words. He wants to tell you that you deserve better, that you should never settle for the likes of those clowns who don’t recognize your worth. Yet, the words stick in his throat, tangled with his own fear of inadequacy.

He clears his throat, trying to break the tension. “Tell you what, let’s grab a couple sodas and a slice. Sit up top for a bit, yeah?”

You pull back slightly, wiping your eyes. “I don’t know if I can eat right now, Raph.”

“Doesn’t matter. You need to get outta this gloom. Plus, I’m starving,” he responds with a half-hearted attempt at humor, but the grin doesn’t quite reach his eyes.

Finally, you yield. Begrudgingly, he might add, but food and the fresh night air is what you need right now, especially seeing as you’ve been cooped up in your apartment all day crying. He takes whatever pizza he had leftover - it’s only lasted because Mikey has luckily been out - along with a couple cans and leads you through the sewers. Whilst he’s essentially forcing you outside, he goes at your pace, never pushing you beyond that. Sure, it takes longer than it should but you get to a nice rooftop eventually, and before you know it, he’s already got you venting with a slice in your hand.

“And then he pulls out the classic ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ shtick,” you say and Raph follows with a quiet “Of course, he does,” before you continue, “and I swear, I could’ve just slapped him.”

“You should have.”

You hum shortly against a bite of pizza and shrug. “Ah, the moment’s long gone, anyway.”

The two of you glance at each other with a small laugh before returning to the view ahead. This feels better. Much better. Once again, your knight in shell-y armour has helped you bounce back from your foreboding. If you had it your way earlier, you would have loved nothing more than to curl up on the couch and watch some bad reality TV to cheer you up. Not where Raph is concerned. He’s soft-natured when you need that shoulder to cry on but knows when to crack out a bit of that tough love, too. You’re always thankful for that - him - and you hope he knows just how much of a difference he makes.

"Hey.” He nudges you with his elbow and you look up, noting the light smirk on his face, though the seriousness behind his eyes isn’t something to be ignored. “Next asshole that breaks your heart, you just point me in the right direction.”

"And be an active participant in murder? Not a chance," you laugh and playfully swat him, earning a low chortle. You think you know what he’s getting at and it’s sweet in weird kind of way. With a perma-smile now glued to your face, you rest your head on his arm and speak more gently, "Thanks, though."

He glances down at you and tempts the idea of stroking a hand over your head. His fingers clasp into a fist and he looks ahead again, taking a gentle breath before responding quietly, "Yeah... don't mention it."

[immedealwithit9855]

Unforeseen Circumstances

Bayverse Raphael x Blk Fml Reader

I should've done it this way rather than the other, but hey we can't ALL be pros at this, can we?

You find yourself in a dimension that isn't your own, meeting someone you did not expect to meet. You didn't expect him to even exist. Then you realize that not only are you a fictional character in their world, you exploring it with the one you've favored the most. Hope you enjoy.

Ch. 1: Caught in this Dimension

Ch 2: Explanations are Due!

Ch 3: Settling In

Ch 4: What Now???

Ch 5: Forest Fever

Ch 6: Talk to Me, Baby

Ch 7: Unwanted Guests

Ch 8: Where's Ya Mama???

Ch 9: These Bells Ain't Ringin!"

Ch 10: Touch Me!

Bonus: Tonight.......

Ch 11: Beneath the Surface

Ch 12: Parting Gifts

Ch 13: Followed....

Ch 14: Caught.....Again

Ch 15: Interrogation to Infiltration

Ch 16: This ISN'T It

Ch 17:

[glitchedoutpxie]

“Soft Muscle”

TMNT 2003 - Raphael ficlet series - Episode 19

Genre: slow burn romance

Pairing: Scientist fem!reader x captive Raphael

Read episode 1

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Author's Notes:

HELLO BABIES i will be posting on ao3 from now on!!

As usual expect several updates a day 🫶

Read Episode 19 here.

And just in case self-inserts are not really your thing, im posting the original Raph x oc version (with extra description, inner monologues, and bonus chapters)

here on wattpad

and here on ao3

✿ Thank you all so much for reading ✿

[obsessedwrhys]

TMNT (SOME VERSIONS)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Symbols

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

Headcanons:

Lovesick!Leo x Reader 🦋

Disaster Twins x Snake!Reader 🦋

Disaster Twins x Touchstarved!Reader 🦋

Meeting The Brothers For The First Time 🦋

ROTTMNT x Medusa!Reader 🦋

Stories:

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

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

Series:

-None yet-

[cowabungacafe]

Welcome to Cowabunga cafe. This is a SFW blog for my Tmnt passion.

~°~° How to place an order °~°~

You should specify what you want and with which character. For example - *" Hi, i would like a pancake 🥞 with Raph where the reader is going through panic attack and raph is comforting the reader"*

Leonardo🫐

Raphael🍓

Donatello🍇

Michaelangelo🍊

Matchups - ur mbti, personality, physical description,likes and dislikes, hobbies and any other stuff u think is relevant.

Headcannons/imagines/oneshot/- Must be SFW

Here's the menu

🍰 Cake🍰

You will get an oneshot with your preferred character.

🥞 Pancake 🍮

You will get headcanons (sfw)

🍵 Matcha 🍵

You will get a matchup

Read rules first please

☕ Cappuccino ☕

You will get an ANGST story with your preferred character

Leonardo 🫐

Endearing Affections

Tender Return

Raphael 🍓

tENDER MOMENTS

Homecoming comfort

Donatello 🍇

Donnie's Delight

Homelight serenity

Michaelangelo 🍊

Midnight Respite

Mikey's Melody of Affection

[snow-flake-writes]

TMNT x reader Prompt:

Turtles, reader, and April(Casey and Vern too if you want) had to move to readers old town house outside of the city because they were attacked my an enemy, destroying the turtles lair.

Everyone stays in the townhouse till they know what’s going on and to hide. And reader has been spending her time nonstop trying to listen to the radio, taking notes, and reading books on stuff for a lead. Even taking all-nighters.

Turtles get worried and try to convince her to rest but she won’t.

Extra:

Can add where Mikey uses the radio to play some music and distract reader from her hard work. Reader and Mikey have an all out dance party in the room, letting reader finally relax and have fun.

[theunholyrogue]

if time could stop (REWRITTEN!)(bay!raph ending)

tw: angst, cursing

intro.itcs

“Let's do this.”

Raphael gazed up at the machine, his brow bone contorted into a frown as he listened to Donatello explain the controls of the teleportation device. If only it were on already, he would hop through with no hesitation– but of course his brother was smart enough to know that.

He couldn’t stop himself from thinking of what was to come, but no plague of doubt consumed him over this. The Shredder would be defeated, they would take him down before he had a chance to take over their beautiful home of New York, and he wouldn’t drive his blades through your body another time.

Everytime he had went back to thinking about that night, everytime he turned his body around to look over his shoulder, he saw you pushing April out of the way and taking the fall for her, your blood oozing down over the blades and dripping to the concrete road below, your body falling to the ground with April catching you in her arms, the screaming, crying, and begging that you would make it. It made him sick to think about, and the turtle had blamed himself and April for your death. He blamed himself for not being able to block the Shredder attack, to stop him, or for even assuming he knew the enemy’s next move. He blamed April for being there, in the way, for not realizing what was going on. Hell, he even blamed you for being so compassionate towards your friend that you would put your own life on the line for them.

But, Raphael knew that it wasn’t your fault, or April’s fault, and at moments of clarity– he knew that you wouldn’t blame him for your death, that it wasn’t his fault either, but that was harder to accept. Because why else would you not be here, with him, alive and healthy if he had ran forward instead of moving backwards with his brothers? Why would he had given the Shredder a moment to change his trajectory and go for April instead of staying in the way and blocking him? It was his fault, surely.

“Two turtles at a time to keep the portal from going crazy and changing us getting stuck in the past,” Donatello stated before typing in on a digital keyboard and cutting the machine on. Suddenly, in the middle of the round frame, a purple, swirling mass engulfed the inside of the device, waiting patiently for the turtles to walk through.

“Casey, you’ll be keeping track of our vitals while we’re on the other side, or the past– I mean. These suits has built in monitors to keep track of our oxygen and respiratory rate, blood pressure and heart rate, and temperature,” the tech genius spoke as he handed his brothers a black suit that fit to their bodies. “April, you’ll be keeping track of the portals soundwaves and making sure that it doesn’t want to shut down and trap us in the past. It has an auto-correcting system but for precautions, if the waves don’t die down or a message alert comes up, just yell out. We have a communication system built into these suits as well so that we can you and Casey talking on this side while we’re on the other side.”

“Gotcha,” April and Casey both nodded, understanding their roles in this situation.

“The portal will act haywire at first whenever we go through, but it should calm down after a few minutes. Wait a bit and then send the next two over. If it doesn’t calm down, you know the drill.”

“Understood, Donnie. Good luck.” April responded with a confident smile.

“Raphael and I will go through first, so that Donatello can make sure the portal is doing what it is supposed to. Once it’s clear, he and Michelangelo will come through. We’ll wait for you on the other side and from there, we’ll defeat the Shredder once and for all,” Leonardo stated.

“Sounds good,” Raphael remarked before pushing his eldest brother through, “Let’s stop yapping and get to beating.”

Raphael didn’t hesitate to jump through the swirling mist, falling out through the other side– though once he looked around, nobody was in sight. Mikey, Donnie, Leo… nobody was in the empty lab.

“Leo! Where are you?” He called out, though he received no response in person– though his brother’s voice came through his suit. “In in the lab– where are you?”

Raphael’s brow bone contorted into irritation. “I am too. I don’t see you.”

“Guys…” Donatello’s voice echoed through the suit with a worried tone. “You two aren’t on the same plane anymore.”

“What the hell does that mean?”

“Raph?”

Raphael’s heart dropped as the familiar voice called out from behind him, his gaze slowly trailing the room as he turned his body around to face the direction of the voice.

“I thought you were…” You murmured, watching as the turtle turned around.

There, you were standing with a half-ripped bloody shirt, along with bandages wrapped around the upper half of your torso. You held your hand against your side, evident that you were sore from the attack. But… you were alive.

Raphael uttered your name in a whisper, the first time he had said it in five years.

“You’re… alive,” he murmured, causing you to tilt your head.

“Yeah, I’m alive?” You asked, a breathy laugh escaping your throat then quickly whimpering.

Raphael walked up to you and wrapped his arms around your body. He slowly inhaled, taking in your scent and allowing his tense posture to relax since your death.

“Raph, are you good?” You asked, reaching up and wrapping your arms around his shell, dragging your digits up and down slowly.

“Raph, you have to come back. The portal is going crazy on our end. Leo’s already—,” April was speaking over the comms system, but Raphael pulled away and spoke.

“No.”

“No?”

“No, I’m not coming back,” Raphael firmly started, his hands sliding down to meet your hands. Tightening his grip around your digits, Raphael continued. “I’ve been fucking miserable for five years. Five whole years. I’m finally feeling okay again. Goodbye.”

“Wait, Raph!” April called out as Raphael moved away and took a sai from his side, jamming into his portal and causing the mist to disappear.

He took a deep breath, before looking back at you.

“Yeah. I’m okay.”

[stellaspectral]

Can you do a Bayverse Raph x Childhood best friend reader who's kind of a girly girl (loves pink, knows a lot about makeup and fashion, likes dressing up in pretty and cute outfits, and is an absolute sweetheart).

During when the tower is falling (reader isn't here for this) and Raph is cofessing, is where he spills that he's loved the reader for years but never said anything because he felt like he wouldn't be good enough for her and that she deserves better is also around the time they just landed on the ground and his brothers as well as April know the truth about Raph's feelings for her, and reader feels the same but also didn't say anything because she was worried it would affect their friendship in a negative way.

The way they confess to each other could be very similar to Lumity, where his brothers set them up on a 'mission' together. Which is actually a set-up date that Raph destroys out of embarrassment and fear of getting rejected, which makes the reader sad because she thinks he doesn't like her. But after something goes wrong and protects the reader from it is when they finally tell each other

A/N: Hello, anon! I haven’t watched The Owl House in a hot minute, but I tried my best to capture the vibe of *that* episode in a TMNT context. Thank you so much for the request; it was fun to finally write some Bayverse turts!

Rooftop Confession (angst/fluff)

❤️ Bayverse Raphael/Female Reader ❤️

CWs: Near-death situations (past & present), angst/insecurity, mutual pining, first kiss, happy ending. Takes place between the first movie and Out of the Shadows. All characters are aged-up.

The memory still hits Raph sometimes, sharp and sudden. Hanging onto that crumbling tower, the world tilting beneath him, the certainty of oblivion pressing in. He remembers that moment when, with everything stripped away, the raw truth clawed its way out.

“I … I shoulda told her,” he remembers choking out, the words torn from him by fear and regret, barely audible over the roar of destruction.

Leo, Donnie, and Mikey—they heard it. April, clinging nearby, heard it too.

“I always loved her. Since we were kids. But she deserves better. Someone … normal. Not a freak like me.”

They survived, somehow. Landed hard, bruised and battered, but alive. The confession hangs in the air between him and his brothers, an unspoken acknowledgment. They know. April knows. The only one who doesn’t know the depth of his feelings for you is … you.

❤️ Some Months Later ❤️

You adjust the bow on your pastel pink crossbody bag, humming softly as you follow Leo through the lair’s entrance tunnel.

Tonight’s outfit is one of your favorites: a soft, lavender A-line dress with little white flowers embroidered on the hem, paired with cute white sneakers that have delicate ribbon laces. You’ve also done your makeup—a shimmery pink eyeshadow, a touch of blush, and your signature strawberry-scented lip gloss.

Dressing up always makes you feel happy, even if you’re just hanging out in a sewer lair with your giant turtle friends.

Especially one giant turtle best friend specifically.

Your heart does its usual little flutter-kick when you see Raph leaning against a wall, arms crossed, looking characteristically grumpy. But you know him, know the slight softening around his eyes when he sees you, even if he tries to hide it. You’ve been friends since you were both kids—you, the bright-eyed human girl fascinated by the shadows. And him, the equally fascinated mutant turtle hiding within them.

You share secrets, scraped knees, and watch terrible late-night movies together. And somewhere along the way, your childhood affection has blossomed into something deeper. Something you are terrified to name for fear of shattering the precious bond you already have.

“Alright, team,” Leo says, clapping his hands together. “Quick recon mission tonight. Donnie picked up some unusual activity near the old waterfront warehouse district. Could be the Foot stirring things up, so we need a quiet approach.” He looks pointedly between you and Raph. “Raph, your strength might be needed if things get heavy. And you—your observational skills are top-notch. And frankly, you blend in better than the rest of us. But make sure to keep comms open and report back.”

You try to ignore the way your stomach flips at the idea of working closely with Raph tonight. “Just us? Are you sure, Leo?” you ask, tilting your head.

Mikey practically vibrates with suppressed energy behind Leo, giving you an overly enthusiastic thumbs-up. Donnie adjusts his glasses, looking suspiciously focused on a scanner that isn’t turned on. April, leaning against Donnie’s desk, offers you a small, encouraging smile.

Something feels … orchestrated.

“Positive,” Leo answers firmly. “Now gear up, you two.”

Raph grunts, pushing off the wall. He doesn’t meet your eyes directly, which is odd. Usually, he’d at least give you a nod or a gruff, ‘hey.’

You grab Donnie’s enhanced binoculars and a pair of comms devices from his desk, attaching one to your dress. You hold the other out for Raph, who takes it without a word. His thick fingers brush yours for the briefest second, and a pleasant jolt zings up your arm. He recoils as if burned, shoving the device into a belt pouch before storming towards the exit and muttering under his breath.

You follow him out, casting a quick, slightly bewildered glance back at the others. Mikey is practically bouncing on the balls of his feet, Donnie is suddenly very interested in polishing his glasses, Leo gives a sharp nod that feels more like a dismissal, and April just winks.

Okay, definitely orchestrated.

You hurry after Raph, your sneakers quiet on the concrete floor. “Raph? Everything okay?” you ask softly as you catch up in the tunnel leading out.

“Peachy,” he grunts, his voice tight. He won’t look at you.

The silence stretches between you as you walk. Usually, these tunnels echo with your shared laughter or Raph’s rumbling complaints about Mikey’s latest prank. His shoulders are rigid, his sais held tight at his sides, radiating a tension that has nothing to do with the upcoming mission. It prickles against your skin, making your own nerves fray.

You risk a sideways glance at him. His jaw is tight, his gaze fixed firmly ahead. The usual grumpy facade is there, but underneath it simmers something else—something agitated and uncomfortable. It hurts, just a little, this sudden wall between you. He’s never been this closed off before.

“So,” you try again, keeping your voice casual. “Waterfront warehouses. Creepy. Think we’ll see any ghost pirates?” You’re referencing an old inside joke, a ridiculous B-movie you watched together years ago. Normally, it would earn you at least a scoff, maybe even the faintest hint of a smile.

He doesn’t break stride. “Focus,” he grunts, the word clipped.

You bite your lip, feeling a flush creep up your neck. Fine. If he wants to be all business, then so can you. “Right.”

You adjust your bag again, suddenly self-conscious about your dress and sneakers. Maybe dressing up wasn’t the best idea for potential Foot Clan trouble. But Leo knew what you were wearing …

You pull your own focus inward, scanning the tunnel ahead, trying to push down the disappointment churning in your stomach. Why is he acting like this? Did you do something wrong?

You emerge from the sewers near the waterfront. The air here is cool, carrying the distant sounds of the city—a lone siren, the rumble of traffic on a far-off bridge. Ahead, the hulking shapes of the warehouses loom against the night sky, their windows dark.

“Okay, Leo said quiet approach,” you murmur, more to yourself than to Raph, pulling out the binoculars. You scan the nearest rooftop, looking for movement or any sign of Foot activity.

Raph moves ahead, his enormous frame surprisingly silent as he hugs the shadows along the alley wall ahead. He pauses at the corner, peering around it cautiously before gesturing for you to follow. As you move to join him, your sneaker catches on uneven pavement. You stumble, letting out a tiny gasp.

Instantly, a large, three-fingered hand shoots out, steadying your arm. The touch is firm, grounding, and sends another jolt through you. You look up, surprised, straight into Raph’s eyes. And for a fraction of a second, the wall is down.

You see the worry in his gaze, the familiar protective instinct overriding whatever else is bothering him. His grip tightens almost imperceptibly, a reflex honed over years of watching out for you. Then, just as quickly, it’s gone.

He snatches his hand back, turning away sharply. His shoulders tense up again, maybe even more than before. “Watch your step,” he mutters, his voice rougher than usual. He doesn’t wait for a reply, just melts back into the shadows at the corner, resuming his watch.

Your heart skips a beat, though it’s tangled with confusion. That brief moment—that flicker of the Raph you know—only makes his current behavior more baffling. He’s here, right beside you, but he feels miles away. And whatever this mission is, you have a growing suspicion that the real challenge tonight won’t be finding the Foot.

It’ll be navigating the strange, sudden distance between you and your best friend.

You activate your comm. “Okay, Leo, we’re topside at the waterfront. Area looks clear for now. Anything else we should be looking out for?”

There’s a crackle, then comes Leo’s voice. “Negative, just keep your eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary. How’s … uh … how’s the teamwork going?”

You glance at Raph’s stiff back. “It’s … quiet,” you say carefully.

“Good! Good! Quiet is good for recon!” Leo replies quickly. Then you hear a muffled shuffling sound and what might be Mikey whispering, “Ask them if they’re holding hands yet!” followed by a sharp “Mikey!” presumably from Leo or Donnie, and then static.

Your cheeks flush. Okay, now you know for sure. This isn’t a mission. This is a set-up. Raph’s brothers—they’ve thrown you two together out here. But why? And why is Raph acting like he’d rather wrestle Shredder blindfolded and unarmed than be alone with you?

“So,” you say, deciding to push forward with the charade, mostly because you don’t know what else to do. “Rooftop access?”

Raph grunts and points at a rusty fire escape ladder on the side of the nearest warehouse. “There,” he says, moving towards it.

He tests the lowest rung, satisfied when it holds his weight, and begins to climb without a word. You follow, hoisting yourself onto the first rung. You focus on the climb, placing your feet carefully, acutely aware of his broad back moving steadily above you.

Normally, Raph would check back, offering a hand even though he knows you’re capable, grumbling about making sure you don’t fall. Tonight, he just climbs, putting distance between you—and the hurt twists a little deeper in your chest.

You reach the flat, gravel-strewn roof, panting slightly. Raph is already crouched near the edge, his silhouette stark against the faint glow of the city lights reflecting off the low clouds as he scans the cluster of warehouses. You join him near the edge, keeping a respectful distance, the silence stretching taut between you.

The rooftop overlooking the warehouse district is surprisingly nice, in a way. The city lights glitter in the distance, reflecting off the dark water. There is even a small, neglected rooftop garden across the street with overgrown planters. It feels almost … romantic.

You take a deep breath of the crisp night air. “It’s actually kind of pretty up here, isn’t it?” you offer, trying to break the tense silence.

Raph swats away a loose piece of gravel. “It’s a rooftop. Concrete and pigeon crap.”

You wince slightly at his tone. “Right. So, uh … any signs of Foot activity?” you finish lamely, pulling the binoculars back up to your eyes, though you’re not really looking at anything.

He shifts beside you, sweeping away another stone, sending it skittering across the rooftop. “Nope,” he grunts. “Place is dead quiet. Just like Leo probably knew it would be.” There’s an edge to his voice, a raw frustration that goes beyond simple grumpiness.

Lowering the binoculars slowly, you turn to face him more directly. You can feel the thump of your own heart against your ribs. “Raphael,” you begin, your voice softer than you intended. He flinches, just slightly, like the sound of his full name startled him. He finally glances towards you, though his gaze lands somewhere near your shoulder, not quite meeting your eyes. “What’s wrong?”

He stiffens immediately, crossing his thick arms over his plastron. “Nothin’s wrong. Told ya. Just doin’ the mission.”

“No,” you persist, finding a little more firmness. You know him too well to buy that. “Something is wrong. You’re barely speaking to me. And you’ve been acting weird ever since we left the lair. Did I … do something?” Your voice trembles slightly on the last question.

His head snaps up slightly at the tremor in your voice, a flicker of alarm crossing his features before he clamps down on it. “No!” he says, the word sharp, almost explosive. Then, quieter, more strained, “You didn’t do nothin’. It’s just … this whole thing is stupid.”

“Stupid? The mission?” you ask, latching onto the excuse, even though your gut tells you it’s not the entire story.

“Yeah! The ‘mission’!” He practically spits the word out, gesturing vaguely at the empty warehouses spread out below. “Leo sends us out here for nothin’. Just … gawkin’ at empty buildings in the dark.” His frustration is palpable, rolling off him in waves. He still won’t quite look at you.

“So you’re mad at Leo?” you probe gently, sensing you’re circling the actual issue.

He scrubs a hand over his face, his expression a turbulent mix of anger and something else. Embarrassment? Conflict? “Yeah. Mad at Leo.” He pauses, then mutters under his breath, almost inaudibly, “and Donnie. And Mikey.”

“Why?” The question hangs in the air, though the orchestrated nature of the evening has become blindingly clear. “Because they sent us out alone?”

Raph finally looks at you.

The raw emotion swirling in his eyes makes your breath catch. It’s frustration, yes, but tangled with a vulnerability that mirrors the look you saw when he caught you stumbling in the alley. He is watching you, a strange mix of frustration and something softer flickering in his eyes before he quickly looks away, scowling harder.

“This is dumb,” he growls, suddenly rising, pacing back and forth. “Just standin’ around. We should be doing somethin’.”

Your usually bright demeanor dims again, and a knot of disappointment forms in your stomach. Usually, even when Raph is moody, he isn’t this dismissive towards you.

You hug your arms around yourself, the pretty dress suddenly feeling even sillier. “If you don’t want to be here with me, you can just say so. Leo can send Donnie or Mikey.”

Raph stops pacing, looking genuinely taken aback for a second. “What? No, it’s not … It’s not you. It’s this whole … mission.” He gestures vaguely again, looking flustered. “It’s pointless.”

His words, meant perhaps to reassure, land wrong. This—being here with you—feels pointless to him?

Tears prick the corners of your eyes, and you quickly blink them back, turning away to stare fixedly at the skyline. “Oh. Okay.” Your voice is small.

Raph opens his mouth, then closes it, running a hand over his head in frustration. He looks utterly miserable, caught between his fierce feelings and his equally fierce fear. He hates seeing you sad, especially when he knows he is the cause. But the thought of confessing—of seeing potential pity or rejection in your eyes—it paralyzes him.

This whole set-up by his brothers is backfiring spectacularly.

Suddenly, a low groan echoes from the structure beneath your feet. Not metal stress. But something heavier, older. Concrete shifts.

“What is that?” you ask, glancing down nervously.

Before Raph can answer, a loud CRACK splits the air. The section of rooftop near the edge, right where you are, buckles violently. A chunk of concrete the size of a small car breaks loose, plummeting towards the alley below, and taking the patch of roof you are on with it.

You cry out, stumbling backwards as the ground disappears beneath you while Raph roars your name.

In a fraction of a second, all his awkwardness, fear, and frustration vanish, replaced by instinct. He launches himself forward, his massive green hand clamping around your wrist like a vise just as your feet leave the stable part of the roof. He hauls you back, stumbling himself but managing to pull you against his plastron, shielding your body with his own.

You land hard against his chest, the air knocked out of you, heart pounding against his like a drum. His arms are iron bands around you, holding you so tight you can barely breathe. Dust fills the air. Below, the chunk of concrete smashes into the alley with a deafening crash.

For a long moment, neither of you moves. You are trembling, clinging to the rough texture of his skin, the solid reality of him beneath your hands. He is holding you as if his life depends on it, his breathing ragged.

Finally, he loosens his grip slightly, tilting your chin up with one finger, his eyes scanning you frantically. “You okay? You hurt?” His voice is raw, thick with adrenaline and fear.

“I-I’m okay,” you stammer, tears finally spilling over, born of shock and relief. “You … you saved me, Raph.”

Seeing your tears, his expression crumples. “Aw, hell, I …” He trails off, looking down at you cradled in his arms, so small and fragile compared to him. The nearness, the lingering danger, almost losing you—it breaks down the last of his carefully constructed walls. “I’m sorry. For before. For bein’ a jerk.”

You shake your head, still trying to catch your breath. “It’s okay.”

“No,” he insists, his gaze intense, locking with yours. “It’s not okay. I ruined it. This … this whole thing.” He takes a shaky breath. “Leo an’ the guys—they set this up. This wasn’t just recon. It was supposed ta be … somethin’ else.”

Your eyes widen slightly. Like … a date?

“I panicked,” Raph admits, looking deeply ashamed. “Because … look at ya. You’re amazing. Always have been. So bright, and kind, and perfect.” He gestures at himself. “And I’m just … this. And I freak out, thinkin’ there’s no way someone like you can ever”—he pauses, swallowing hard—“feel the same way about someone like me.”

He finally echoes the words he confessed on that falling tower. “I’ve loved you for years. Since we were kids, watchin’ cartoons. But I was scared. Scared I’m not good enough. Scared I’ll ruin everything. I think you deserve … better.”

Waves of emotion wash over you—shock, understanding, overwhelming relief. The tears flow freely now, but they aren’t sad tears.

You reach up, your hand trembling slightly as you cup his cheek. “Oh, Raphie,” you whisper, using his old childhood nickname. “You idiot.” A watery giggle escapes you. “You big, strong, wonderful idiot.”

Now, he’s the one whose eyes widen in surprise.

“You think I didn’t feel the same?” you continue, your voice gaining strength. “You think I didn’t spend years wondering if you saw me as anything more than just your human friend? I was scared too, Raph. Scared of losing you, losing our friendship if I said anything, if I misread everything. Scared I wasn’t tough enough, or cool enough, for you.”

You press your forehead against him. “You’re not ‘just this.’ You’re brave, and loyal, and you protect the people you care about more fiercely than anyone I know. You have the biggest heart, even if you try to hide it under all that grumpiness. How can I not fall for you?”

He stares at you, his usual scowl completely gone, replaced by stunned vulnerability. “You … you mean that?”

“Every word,” you breathe.

Slowly, tentatively, he leans down. You meet him halfway, your lips brushing against his in a kiss that is hesitant at first, then deepens with all the years of unspoken longing. His hands are infinitely careful as one cups the back of your head, the other resting gently on your waist.

And when you finally pull back, breathless, you are both smiling.

“So,” Raph mumbles, a faint blush creeping up his neck. “This, uh, date kinda sucked hard until the end.”

You laugh. “Yeah, well, the ending was pretty spectacular.” You feel safe and warm nestled against him, the earlier hurt completely forgotten. “Maybe we can try again? Somewhere more structurally sound?”

He chuckles. “Yeah, I’d like that,” he says, tightening his arm around you protectively.

Your comm crackles to life. “Uh, guys? Everything okay?” Leo’s voice sounds cautious. “Donnie lost your signal for a minute after that tremor.”

Raph glances down at you, a smirk playing on his lips as he switches on his own comm. “Yeah, Leo. Everything’s fine. More than fine.” He pauses, then adds, unable to resist, “Mission accomplished.”

You giggle, burying your face against his plastron as you hear Mikey whooping victoriously over the comms. The set-up might have gone disastrously wrong, but sometimes, it takes a little chaos to finally knock down the walls and let the truth come tumbling out.

And looking up at Raph’s relieved, smiling face, you know one thing for certain …

This ending was worth the wait.

[jokingmisfit]

MasterList

Rules For Requests

Fandoms & Characters

I’ve made another blog specifically for age regression, so if you follow me for that you can go to @littlelambscandyland for more agere content.

All of fics are "x reader"

Platonic-🩵  Yandere-🧡 Smut-❤   Fluff-🩷  Angst-🖤

Pink is for Age Regression Works

'First' Sights Part 1 🧡🖤 The Flash (Eobard Thawne)

'First' Sights Part 2 🧡 The Flash (Eobard Thawne)

Yandere Abc's 🧡 The Flash (Eobard Thawne)

Dominance❤ The Flash (Eobard Thawne)

Yandere Abc's 🧡 The Flash (Eowells)

Do You? 🩷🖤(?) The Flash (Eobard Thawne)

A New Nursery🩵🧡  The Flash (Multi Wells and Eobard Thawne)

A New Family (And Late Nights)🩵🧡  The Flash (Multi Wells and Eobard Thawne)

A Teaching Moment ❤ The Flash (Harry Wells)

Yandere Abc's 🧡 The Flash (Harry Wells)

Yandere Abc's 🧡 The Flash (H.R. Wells)

Yandere Abc's 🧡 The Flash (Sherloque Wells)

Dating All Four 🩷❤ The Flash (Multi Wells)

It's Nice To Meet You Too 🩷 The Flash (Multi Wells)

The New Shop🩷 The Flash (H.R. Wells)

Comforting Your Sorrows 🧡🩷 The Legends Of Tomorrow (Damien Darhk)

My Sun, Moon, And Stars  🩷 The Silence of The Lambs (Clarice Starling)

Drugging  🧡 Hannibal (Hannibal Lecter)

I’m (Not) Scared  🧡 Hannibal (Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham)

Their Little Girl  🧡🩵 Hannibal (Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham)

Moaning Sensually 🧡❤ Hannibal (Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham)

Moaning Sensually (Male Version) 🧡❤ Hannibal (Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham)

Headache🧡🩵 Hannibal (Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham)

Where have you been all my life? 🩷 Supernatural (Castiel)

There Is Nothing You Can Do For Love 🧡 Supernatural (Castiel)

Morning Rays 🩷 Supernatural (Chuck Shurley)

Chuck 2.0 🖤🩷 🧡 Supernatural (Chuck Shurley)

Tv Princess 🧡 Supernatural (Gabriel)

Yandere ABC’s 🧡 Supernatural (Gabriel)

Not A Prayer 🩷 Supernatural (Lucifer)

Yandere Abc's 🧡 Supernatural (Lucifer)

Yandere Abc's 🧡 Supernatural (Micheal)

Yandere ABC's 🧡 Supernatural (Raphael)

Poly Archangels x Reader Hc’s 🩷 Supernatural (The Archangels)

Heavens Finest 🩷 Supernatural (The Archangels)

Flirting Hcs ❤🩷 The Joker (Arthur Fleck)

For Love 🧡 Gotham (Jeremiah Valeska)

Scalpel 🧡 Gotham (Jeremiah Valeska)

Brainless ❤ Gotham (Jerome Valeska)

Different Jokers Reacting to you Needing Medicine 🧡🩷 (Multi)

Cheshire, Darling 🧡🩷 Gotham (Jervis Tetch)

Yandere ABC's 🧡 Gotham (Jervis Tetch)

Sweet Kisses 🩷 DC Multimedia (Jason Todd)

Read You Like A Book ❤ DC Multimedia (Jason Todd)

Imagine (Will You?)🧡 DC Multimedia (Jason Todd and Dick Grayson)

I Just (Don't) Need Help 🩵🧡 DC Multimedia (Batfamily)

A Bat Who... ❤ DC Multimedia (Batboys)

Nightmare Not Reality 🩷 Diabolik Lovers (Reiji Sakamaki)

Yandere ABC's 🧡 Rick and Morty (Rick Sanchez)

What Is Wrong With You 🧡 The Vampire Diaries (Silas)

Birthday Presents You're the Gift ❤ The Originals (The Mikaelsons)

Not a Child and Not my Job 🩵🧡 Criminal Minds (BAU)

Platonic Sherlock HC's 🩵🩷 Sherlock (Sherlock)

Almost Innocent❤ Doctor Who (Thirteenth Doctor)

Please, Just Stay 🧡 Doctor Who (Tenth Doctor)

A Lovely View ❤ Doctor Who (Twelfth Doctor)

The Game (Whatever You Say, Master)❤ Doctor Who (Dhawan!Master)

Deep in Thought 🧡🩷 Doctor Who (Missy/Gomez!Master)

I've Been Looking For You All My Life 🧡🩷 Doctor Who (Delgado!Master)

Say it Again❤ Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice)

Sunglasses 🩷 The Interview With The Vampire (Daniel Molloy)

Headcanons for Heisenberg with Foreign Metal Restorator S/O 🩷 Resident Evil 8 (Karl Heisenberg)

Patton Headcannons 🩷🩵 Sanders Sides (Patton)

Yandere Patton Headcannons 🩵🧡 Sanders Sides (Patton)

Logan Headcannons 🩷🩵 Sanders Sides (Logan)

Never Again. 🖤🧡🩵🩷 Metal Family (Metal Family)

A Good Lesson 🩷 Metal Family (Glam)

Please Note and Understand Any and All Writings for TMNT Characters are Meant to be Read as the Adult Versions.

Not Yet Forgotten 🩵 Rise of the TMNT (Hamato Brothers)

Science Experiment 🧡 Rise of the TMNT (Donatello)

You Would Be Missed 🩷 TMNT 2012 (Donnie, Raph, Mikey, Leo, Casey, and April)

A Leonardo Who... ❤ (Multi Media)

A Donatello Who... ❤ (Multi Media)

A Raphael Who... ❤ (Multi Media)

A Michelangelo Who... ❤ (Multi Media)

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My Series MasterList

Kinktober 2025 MasterList

Nightwing 40 (2024) Video(s) Links

Why I Don't Write Certain Characters

[raph-x-reader-logs]

Masterlist

I would like to preface this with a disclaimer that I do not own TMNT and I am not a writer! This is a collection of all the Raphael writings I can find, so it would be easier to binge-read for my favorite turtle. Last Updated: 16 July 2024

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Directions:

This is fairly simple and straightforward, but I'll add some directions just in case!

The master list is split into different iterations, genres, points of view, and then reader types. If the section gets too long (which I'm expecting they will) a new page will be created and linked on this post.

Each link will take you exactly where you want to go within this blog! This exempts the posts with a cut in them, those links will take you directly to the blog where the story is posted.

As for AO3 links, if the story has multiple chapters, it will take you to the "Entire Work" version so you can binge the whole fic.

Rules:

I am open to any suggestions or submissions! HOWEVER, within this Masterlist, you will not find the following:

OC x Raph

Canon x Raph

TCEST x Raph

Now that all of that stuff is out of the way; Enjoy!! :D -Pinto🌱

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Fluff

NSFW

Angst

Just Friends by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV, fem!reader, NSFW too, Summary: Raph has trouble juggling his mission and his feelings for you.

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Fluff

NSFW

Angst

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Fluff

Focus by @pebblestar , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raph helps you focus, whether he likes it or not.

NSFW

When The Tables are Turned by @theturtlelovers , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raph really likes it when you take charge..

Overstim by @katanablue , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: Raphael is your biggest cheerleader and your number one supporter in all aspects. All. Of them.

Suit on, Dress Up by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: You look absolutely stunning in that dress.

Angst

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Fluff

NSFW

Shower Sex by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: Things get a bit steamy with Raph.

SnapCall by @oozedninjas , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: You send him nudes while he is on patrol and he isn't quite happy about it.

Angst

Acceptance by RubyRaspberry , AO3, 2POV, Hurt and Comfort, fem!reader, Summary: An injured Raph lands on your fire escape! Turns out you’re an extremely understanding person! But how much are you willing to accept?

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Fluff

NSFW

Rough and Tumble by @mytheoristavenue , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: After dating Raph for almost a year, he begins to ache for you...

Angst

A Reasonable Turtle by @thejudiciousneurotic , 2POV, gn!reader, Yandere, Summary: Raphael wasn't an unreasonable turtle—at least that's what he told himself with each hit of his fists, relentlessly beating the man who dared to try to take you from him.

Fire Breather by @tmntxthings , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: Reader is fed up with Raphael's attitude.

There, I Said It by @tmntxthings , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: It's that awful feeling when you can feel them slowly start to slip away.

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Fluff

Cuddle Headcanons by @mysticovo , 2POV, fem!reader

He's Too Nervous to Ask You Out by @scaredycatqlt , 2POV, masc!reader, hc format

You Don't Scare Me by @tmntfixationxreader , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: Raph misunderstands your shyness toward him as fear.

Self Conscious Sleepover by @tmntfixationxreader , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raph doesn't want you to see his retainer during your sleepover together.

Make You Feel Loved by @tmntxthings , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raph takes a love potion!

Wherever You Go by @tmntxthings , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Raphael is head over heels in love with you and he would do absolutely anything for you, just as you would for him.

Dating Headcanons by @multi-fandomedfreak , 2POV, gn!reader, slight angst

A Lazy Morning by @luckycharms1701 , 2POV, gn!reader, Suggestive, Summary: It is a perfect morning.

Like 'Em Big by @hotheadedhero , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: Cutting right to the chase. You like big dudes.

A Quiet Confession by @dancingdonatello , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: Buckets of rain started to fall and he pulled you even closer to his front to try and squeeze the both of you under the small awning.

NSFW

Gentle by @fishstixloser , 2POV, gn!reader , Summary: You spend some quality time with Raph while he's brumating.

Angst

Change by @tmntxthings , 2POV, Hurt no Comfort, gn!reader, Summary: You make him happy and he's willing to do anything to make you see that he loves you. He wishes you can see that.

Big Teddy Bears Are The Best by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV, fem!reader, Summary: Raph knows he's a big guy, he can't change that. But sometimes he wishes he could.

Your Protector by @tmntxthings , 2POV, gn!reader, Summary: It was supposed to be a normal night -- a normal date. But someone got to you before he could.

Red, Red, Red by @spoopyblues214 , 2POV, gn!reader, Major Character Death, Summary: He can't lose you, he just can't.

Lights Out by @fried-milkfish , 2POV, gn!reader, Yandere, Summary: "You know I would never hurt you, right?"

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Fluff

Miss Me? by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV , fem!reader , Summary: Raphael is away in Gotham and you miss him.

NSFW

The Night Before by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV , fem!reader, Summary: The events of the night before Raphael leaves for Gotham.

Angst

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Fluff

Hallway Crush by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV, f!reader, Summary: Raph had a crush on the prettiest girl in school, but he's too nervous to talk to her. He took down SuperFly! He saved New York! He can do this!!

Angst

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Fluff

NSFW

How The Movie Night Went by @theyhavetakenovermylife , 2POV , fem!reader, Summary: Things get a little steamy during movie night with Raphie.

Angst

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This absolutely is NOT all of them. I'm steadily working through the tag again, so I'll be updating this frequently (as frequently as my life will permit lol).

Again! If you have a fic in mind and you don't see it here, please submit it! I'd love to add it to this list!

[hotheadedhero]

TMNT x Reader Masterlist

Request status: Closed!

If/When they open again, please refer to the rules before making a request! And feel free to ask me anything should you have any questions 💖

Updated: 5th June 2025

2003

All Boyos

Reacting to Pregnant S/O

De-Stress Methods

Baby Bump

Leonardo

Exception

Raphael

Baby Jitters (Comfort)

2007

All Boyos

Favourite Kisses

Leonardo

All That's Left (Angst)

2012

All Boyos

Why They Fall/Favourite Feature

S/O That Swears... a Lot (Crack?)

Learning Curves

Boob Behaviour (Slightly Suggestive)

Caught Single-Handed (18+)

Raphael

Love at First Fight

Donatello

In Unrequited Love (Angst/Happy Ending) Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

Bayverse (2014/16)

All Boyos

Turtles x Ballerina (Fluff)

Rejection, Realisation, and Regret (Angst) Part 1 - Part 2

Kiss Me (Fluff)

Affectionate Biting

Raphael

Daft Pretty Boys (Fluff/Angst)

Preoccupied (18+)

Donatello

Consequence of Dilatory Behaviour (Angst)

Michelangelo

Crushing New Dreams (Angst)

The Velvet Weaver Part 1 - Part 2

Rise (2018)

All Boyos

Pros/Cons of Your Relationship

Hug Headcanons

Raphael

Like 'em Big (Series) Part 1 - Part 2

Sucker Punch my Heart (Headcanon)

Threshold (Angst)

Donatello

A Dichotomy in Donnie's Dearest (Fluff)

Science vs Mystic (Angsty)

Rise Movie (2022)

All Boyos

Past Days, Future Pain (Angst)

[tmntonthebrain]

Welcome!

Welcome to my TMNT blog! My main blog is @multifandoms27-blog, where you will find a lot of my other works. I decided to make a whole separate blog for TMNT because of the different versions I will be writing, and I also just decided, why not? My name is J, I'm 20 years old and in college (which means requests may come out slow). Below is my masterlist of all the different versions and turtles I will write for. Please send in a request if you would like!

Note that every time I will write for them, I am writing them in their 20's-30's, not their teens! Don't be weird!

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TMNT 2003

Leonardo

Nothing here yet!

Raphael

Nothing here yet!

Donatello

Nothing here yet!

TMNT 2012

Leonardo

Nothing here yet!

Raphael

Nothing here yet!

Donatello

Nothing here yet!

TMNT 2014/16

Leonardo

Nothing here yet!

Raphael

Nothing here yet!

Donatello

Nothing here yet!

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I will write: Fluff, NSFW, SFW, mlm, wlw, gender neutral, etc.

I will NOT write: Mutant Mayhem, no poly this time around because they're all brothers, oc x canon, canon x canon, pedophilia, suicide, extreme kinks, t-cest, any type of incest, more than four characters in something (it just becomes too much), being drugged, drugging someone else, homophobia, or racism.

Be sure to include: Gender of reader (I do female, male and gender neutral), plot, character(s) you want (no more than four per ask), and what you specifically want (fluff, angst, smut, etc.)

[glitchedoutpxie]

“Soft Muscle”

TMNT 2003 - Raphael ficlet series - Episode 18

Genre: slow burn romance

Pairing: Scientist fem!reader x captive Raphael

Read episode 1

*⁠･⁠゜ﾟ⁠(✿⁠) ゜ﾟ⁠･⁠* *⁠･⁠゜ﾟ⁠(✿⁠) ゜ﾟ⁠･⁠* *⁠･⁠゜ﾟ⁠(✿⁠) ゜ﾟ⁠･*

Episode 18: Tartaruga Brothers

Raphael slumped against the wall. Blood. So much more than you'd realized. A clean shot, buried deep in the soft tissue between the plates of his side.

You didn't hesitate. You tore both sleeves off your lab coat, hands shaking as you bundled the fabric and pressed it hard against the wound.

"Shit—okay, okay," he hissed, trying to lean back against the wall. "No need to give me an attitude."

"Shut up and keep pressure on this," you ordered, guiding his hand to the makeshift bandage. Your fingers brushed his. Cold. Too cold.

The elevator clanged to a stop, old gears groaning like they might give way. The doors hissed open. You supported his body against yours as you walked out into the sewers. You were far from safe. Stockman's tech was way too close by and the guards would be behind you any minute now.

You hadn't made it more than ten steps into the tunnel before the elevator behind you screeched, gears reversing violently, sparking.

Slowly, you both turned.

The metal groaned like something alive. The control panel split open, wires slithering out like vines. The floor retracted. The whole damn lift lurched forward, dragging itself on hydraulic limbs that bent the shaft doors open with a howl.

"Oh my God," you breathed. "Stockman's back..."

"You thought you could escape me?! I am done with you, vermin! Both of you! No more mercy!" the distorted mechanical voice bellowed, sending chills down your spine.

The entire platform shifted, part spider, part scorpion. Wires snapped into tendrils, curling toward you like they could smell blood and fear. A red sensor light blinked in the center of its ‘head.'

Raphael forced himself upright beside you, swaying. "You gotta be kiddin' me."

"Move!" you shouted, throwing his arm over your shoulders and hauling him forward. "Go, go, go—"

A mechanical limb whipped out, slicing into the concrete where your legs had just been. Another jabbed out ahead of you, cutting off your path.

Too fast.

Too many limbs.

This was the end.

You turned to cover Raph's body, knowing it would strike from that side—

And then boom!

The sewer wall behind you exploded inward, concrete raining down as a heavy-duty, shell-covered truck crashed through the tunnel with roaring headlights.

"TURTLE TRUCK, BABY!" a turtle with an orange bandana shouted from the wheel.

Twin grapples launched from the front, wrapping around two of the elevator-monster's legs and yanking it sideways with a mechanical scream.

Another turtle with a purple bandana burst out from the hatch above, staff already sparking as he leapt into the fray. "Step away from my brother, you toaster-faced freak!"

A third turtle with a blue bandana followed with two blades, diving into the chaos.

Raph sagged against you, a delirious laugh catching in his throat. "Took them a damn while."

*⁠･⁠゜ﾟ⁠(✿⁠) ゜ﾟ⁠･⁠* *⁠･⁠゜ﾟ⁠(✿⁠) ゜ﾟ⁠･⁠* *⁠･⁠゜ﾟ⁠(✿⁠) ゜ﾟ⁠･

Author's Notes:

WOOHOO TURTLES IN THE HOUUUSSEE honestly elevator tentacle scorpion monster? Ai could never 😩

Should i keep posting here or move to ao3/wattpad? I really want to post the original Rosie version somewhere + uploading there would be much faster hmmm idkkkk would yall prefer to finish reading on ao3 or wattpad or tumblr? Help i do not fare well with the freedom of choice

[cyanhydrangea]

Cyan Hydrangea's MASTERLIST

My works are all SFW and all reader insert fics uses female pronouns

TMNT x Reader

Bayverse

Unexpected - All Turtles [Headcanons] | Turtles crush has some unexpected skill despite the nature of her personality

Loneliness - All Turtles [Oneshot] | The turtle boys being your friends when you feel lonely

Reader Listens to a Foreign Song - All Turtles [Short Imagine (crack)]

Reader needs an activity - All Turtles [Dialogues]

Gift - Leonardo [Oneshot (fluff)] | You give leo a gift

Bestie! Leo - Leonardo [Short Imagine (angst)]

Leo Loves to See Your Smiles - Leonardo [Oneshot (angst)]

Raph in Love - Raphael [Short Imagine]

Nerd(s) - Donatello [Oneshot] | Donnie thinks you're always avoiding him because he's a nerd

The Programmer's Help - Donatello [Oneshot] | Donnie helps his fellow scientist Reader with his invention

Binary Code - Donatello [Short Imagine]

Smile - Michelangelo [Headcanons] | Mikey tried to make his crush smile

Jealously - Michelangelo [Oneshot (crack)] | Mikey getting jealous over your obsession with your fav fictional character

Mutant Mayhem

The Anime Kid - Donatello [Oneshot] | Donatello finally finds fellow anime enthusiast in school

ROTTMNT

Raph in Love - Raphael [Short Imagine]

Binary Code - Donatello [Short Imagine]

Smile - Michelangelo [Headcanons] | Mikey tried to make his crush smile

Spy × Family

If Yor Forger is somewhat "normal" - TwiYor [Short Imagine]

Haikyuu!! x Reader

Being the smartest student - Hinata Shoyo [Short Imagine]

Call Me By My First Name - Miya Atsumu [Oneshot] | Miya Atsumu wants the girl he's been chasing after to call him by his first name.

Husband! CEO! Sakusa Kiyoomi - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Short Scenario]

Sakusa Kiyoomi with Gardener! Wife - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Short Imagine]

Unconventional - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Oneshot] | The way you propose a friendship with him

Warmth - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Oneshot]

Sakusa Kiyoomi Decided He Will Take Your Hand in Marriage - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Oneshot]

Sakusa Kiyoomi Don't Celebrate Birthdays - Sakusa Kiyoomi [Oneshot]

Attack on Titan x Reader

Cleaning Day ft. The Ackerman Family - Levi Ackerman [Short Scenario]

Moriarty The Patriot x Reader

For The World We're Gonna Make - Albert James Moriarty [Oneshot Songfic]

[the-tmnt-ficfinder]

Ficfinder finds: i waited eight long months (she finally set him free)

Rottmnt X TMNT 2012 Fanfic Series Summary: A pointed metal prong met her throat, far enough away not to cut her jugular but close enough that if she tried to make a break for it, she’d be skewered. “Chasing us down is one thing,” said the red-masked turtle with a vicious smirk. He kept his grip on his sai firm as his brothers circled around him and April. “It’s gutsy enough that I can actually respect it. But threatening our pizza? Now you made it personal. Big mistake.” April held her breath. She would not do what she wanted to do, she would not, she would not – April burst out into uproarious laughter, her giggles so uncontrollable that the mutant that could only be Raphael had to ease up his grip on his sai. He just stared at her in confusion, as did the rest of his brothers, as April struggled to quiet her laughter. “I’m – I’m sorry,” April said between giggles. It was so bad that her glasses started fogging up. “You’re just – really short.” --- or, your average 2012/rise crossover. 5 times a Rise character spends the chapter vibing and emotionally connecting with 2012 characters + 3 times there’s actual plot

i waited eight long months (she finally set him free): Appraisal and Ratings

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Disclaimer: This fanfic is completed, and is written by @stillateenageabomination ! This fanfic also has a second part to it that consists of oneshot-post-story chapters to go along with it, that are all part of the same series. The post story oneshots are incomplete, and aren't a key part of the story, meaning they aren't essential to read. Only if you want extra plot (which who doesn't?)

The fanfic ratings are not based on quality, favoritism, or how good I think it is, but rather, how intense a subject may be. Like a movie review, or the tags on Ao3, letting the readers know what to expect.

Plot: 💛💛💛💛💛

"Plot is five out of five!! The plot for this fic starts out slower, appearing to be your average Rottmnt X TMNT 2012 interactions till BAM!! Plot strikes out of the blue, and then there are sudden plot twists!! The plot for this fic is full of wild story telling, high amounts of angst, so much humor and healthy amount of fluff!"

Suspense/Mystery: 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Suspense/Mystery is four out of five!! Starting out, this fic has minimal amounts of suspense and mystery, as everything seems to be falling into place. Then later on, there are some huge plot twists, and then all the suspense and mystery goes into effect!!"

Angst/Hurt: 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Angst/Hurt is four out of five!! In the beginning of this fic, there's a lot more hurt paired with fluff as the Rottmnt Hamatos interact with the TMNT 2012 gang, then later on as the fic and plot progresses, that hurt really devolves into lots and lots of angst!!"

Fluff/Comfort: 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Fluff/Comfort is four out of five!! I'd say that this fic has an equal amount of hurt as it does comfort. Once again, in the beginning of the fic, more fluff is conveyed, along with a lot of humor, then as the fic progresses, it really devolves into comfort as angst takes place. Great balance of all the flavors!"

Emotions Conveyed: 💛💛💛💛💛

"Emotions Conveyed is five out of five!! This fic actually got quite a reaction out of me! From consistently laughing from the well placed humor and jokes, to groaning at the interactions between everyone, to screaming because of the plot twists!! This fic had a lot of emotional roller-coaster going on!!"

Drama/Tension Level: 💛💛💛💛💛

"Drama/Tension Level is five out of five!! Throughout this entire fic, there is so much family drama, and so much tension between the Rottmnt Hamato's and the TMNT 2012 gang."

Triggers: 💛💛💛🖤🖤

"Triggers are three out of five!! Throughout this fic, there are a few triggering moments, specifically later on. In the beginning of the fic, the main triggers to watch out for are; emotional dysregulation, depression, anxiety, imposter syndrome, and identity confusion. Later on, as the fic takes a darker turn, the tags to look out for are PTSD and Flashbacks, disassociation, panic attacks, torture, violence, fear, and abuse, and non-consensual touching (NOT SEXUAL). Not a lot of the triggers and tags in here are graphic, and the author gives appropriate chapter warnings when needed. Remember to read the tags, and stay safe out there! ^^"

Legibility (Reading): 💛💛💛💛💛

"Legibility (Reading) is five out of five!! i waited eight long months (she finally set him free) plus the second part of the series has a smooth and easy to read writing style! Along with that, a lot of the thought processes are written in italics and/or parentheses, making it even more fun to read!"

Legibility (Audio): 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Legibility (Audio) is four out of five! I listened to the entire fic in audio book form, and it was wonderful!! The only reason why its one heart less, it because when listening to it, the impact of the parentheses and the italics are lost."

Length: 💛💛💛🖤🖤

"Length is three out of five!! i waited eight long months (she finally set him free) has word count of 152.5k words and a chapter count of 8 while the post story series oneshots currently have a word count 13k words, and is set to have 12 total chapters. Together this brings the current word count to a total wordcount of 166k words! As this fic/series is unfinished, this post will update as the fic updates ^^"

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i waited eight long months (she finally set him free): Chapter List

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Ficfinder finds: i'm not too claustrophobic (but i lose my breath sometimes)

Post-Story-Oneshot-Chapters Ao3 Link

Rottmnt X TMNT 2012 Fanfic Post Series Summary: It’d been over. That’d been the curtain-closer, they’d taken their final bow, and that was it. But that wasn’t it. They’d seen the world that could’ve been up close. They’d learned things they shouldn’t have known, fought battles that weren’t supposed to be real, broken bread with mirror duplicates that were polar opposites. They’d been scared. But now it was done, and they were supposed to go back to their lives like they hadn’t seen themselves for what they were, bones and blood and all. or, Eight long months passed in about twenty days. Seeing someone that is you but not – it leaves an impact, good or bad. Here is twelve glimpses into what happens to our twelve characters after the story ends.

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eight long months + extra works series

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Wounds of the Battle Nexus (Fluff/Angst)

2003!Raphael x reader

A/N: I’ve always been a big sucker for the Battle Nexus in TMNT 2003 so I just had to do this.

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Raphael participates in the Battle Nexus but ends up getting injured. You stay with him in the medical area.

Warnings: Non graphic injuries and spelling.

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After three years of dating Raphael, you finally got to see it. The dimension between dimensions that your boyfriend and his family had been talking so much about. The Battle Nexus. Even as Master Splinter and Leonardo opened the portal, you clung to Raphael arm, excitement growing even further.

Once inside the realm of the Battle Nexus, you were in awe. Raphael had told you about many of these creatures, but you had only dreamed of the day you could see them yourself. Friendly triceratons mingled among two headed beings, talking, trading in the market or eating together.

But it was the Battle itself you had arrived for. Your boyfriend, his brother and father had decided to participate in the Battle Nexus once again. And you had asked over and over again if you could come along and watch it. And well, it didn’t take long for Raphael to say yes. And as you sat among several of the turtle’s friends and watched the turtles, their father and friends fight in the ring, you were more than happy to be there.

The Battle Nexus had been a chaotic whirlwind of adversaries, pushing the turtles and every contestant to their limits. Round after round the brothers moved up, until one was to be the first to lose. That one would be Michelangelo, being teleported out of the ring with just minor injuries.

The next round it was Leonardo and the round after that it was Donatello, leaving Raphael as the last turtle, now going straight to the semi final. You cheered and celebrated proudly as your boyfriend entered the ring for the semi final, to fight against what looked like a big guy made of stone, carrying a big sword in one hand. The gyoji started the semi final with a bang of his gong. The crowd started cheering as the four computers started going at it. Raphael found himself facing off against a formidable opponent, his adrenaline pumping with every clash of his sai against the stone giant.

As Raphael dodged one attack after the other, he caught the sight of you out of the side of his eye. His heart swelled a bit as he saw you jumped and screamed his name in encouragement. Oh how he loved you and the way you raised your arms whenever he landed a blow.

It looked as if Raph was about to gain the upper hand on his stone opponent, until he was surprised by a giant uppercut and thrown against the stone wall. The whole crowd gasped as Raphael fell onto the ground on his hands and knees. The air was heavy with a mix of exhaustion and tension. Raphael, usually quick to recover, winced as he tried to assess the extent of his injuries. His plastron bore scratches and the back of his shell was aching a bit. It had most likely cracked a bit. Raph raised on to one foot, his sai, though still firmly in hand, trembled slightly from the strain. Raph wanted to stand and continue fighting, but his body made the decision for him, his legs giving out under him, causing him to call on his end before being teleported out of the ring and into the medical area. You wasted no time leaving your seat, running to find Raphael.

When you made it to the medical area, Raph was putting up a struggle, refusing to let anyone treat him, let alone touch him. His brothers and Master Splinter tried in vain to calm him down, while the physicians kept being pushed away by the angry turtle.

“Get ya nasty paws off me!”, he grunted, trying to stand from the futon they had placed him on. “I don’t need no help from anybody!”

"Raph”. Your boyfriend looked in your direction at the sound of his name, watching you step into the room. His brothers breathed a sigh of relief. “You need to sit down," you insisted, concern etching your features. He grunted in agreement, acknowledging the pain that radiated through his body. The adrenaline that had fueled his movements was replaced by a dull ache, and the reality of their physical toll began to set in. You had always had a calming effect on Raphael. You made him relax and listen to reason.

Raphael laid back on the futon before turning to his side, letting the physician look at his shell. You took a seat on a cushion next to him, before taking one of his three fingered hands in yours. The boys and Master Splinter took this as their que to leave.

Raphael met your gaze, a mixture of gratitude and hesitation in his eyes. You knew that look very well. He was happy that you were there, but he was sad. Maybe even embarrassed. You stroked his hand with your thumb, as a way to tell him that he had no reason to feel embarrassed.

The physician finished dressing his wound on his shell, before moving on to the rest of his body, all while Raph stayed silent. You knew that Raph did not wish to speak while the physician was there. No, he wished to talk to you alone with no one listening. That was what Raphael was most comfortable with, especially after a situation like this. But all while the two of you waited for the physician to finish, you sat there, stroking his hand while sending him soft smiles.

Raphael watched the physician leave before he turned towards you. He didn’t say a word, but instead opened his arms up, inviting you to lay down beside me. With a smile you did so, getting comfortable on the futon while making sure you didn’t accidentally hurt him any further.

“How are you feeling?”, you asked, your hand finding his face to stroke his cheek.

“Beat”, Raph answered, leaning into your hand. “My shell aches”.

“How else are you feeling?”, you asked him. Knowing your boyfriend well, you knew he was hiding some feelings away.

Raphael nuzzled his head closer to yours, ducking so that his forehead was pressed against your nose. “Dumb”.

“And why are you feeling dumb?”, you asked, continuing to stroke his cheek.

“I lost”.

“Raphael, you made it all the way to the semi final and you kept up against a stone giant. I wouldn’t call that a loss".

“You wouldn’t?” Raphael looked you in the eyes.

“No, I wouldn’t”, you said with a smile, caressing his cheek once more. “You may nor have won the title of the Battle Nexus champion, but you will always be a champion in my eyes”.

Raphael ducked his head under yours once more, before wrapping an arm around your wait, pulling you closer to his plastron.

“I’m damn lucky to have ya”, he said, nuzzling his head further against you. “I love ya (Y/N)”.

You chuckled, letting your fingers trace over his scalp. “I love you too, Raph”. You pressed your lips to his forehead, hearing him hum in relaxation. “My champion”.