#c; raphael

[pctentialbreakupsong-archive]

When she had said she had been drunk since 1. He knew that Gael was out of town for some business trip -- like an actual business trip. So he was worried, just like any friend would be. He stopped to grab her some nuggets and Twizzlers. He let out a soft breath of air, glancing at his wrist watch before he carefully knocked on her front door. @velvetnviolentviolets

[pctentialbreakupsong-archive]

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"...Hey Kat, I got this bear at the fair yesterday. I though maybe you wanted it. You could use something to cuddle with at night, right?"

[kxllerblond]

@theimpossiblestandard​ ASKED:  “ i looked for an ‘i’m-sorry-i-got-you-shot’ card, but they were all out. ” - Raphael

Oh, he still flinches any time one of them comes around. Maybe it’s something he’s working on, maybe it isn’t. Could anyone blame something demonic for not wanting to become comfortable around the angelic? His wound is healing well enough but he still SQUINTS.  ❝ Not really big on GET WELL SOON type cards anyway. ❞

He’s not sure if it’s their way of apologizing or not but he takes it that way anyway. No use crying over spilled milk—or, rather, a bullet already shot.  ❝ I haven’t changed the bandages yet today so if you’ve come to check up on your handiwork...now’s the time. ❞ or nods to the kitchen.

❝ OR, we can NOT do that and I can make you something to drink instead. ❞ because admittedly, he’s still got a bit of reservation about an angel coming anywhere near him in regards to his injury.

[mind-the-muses]

“Hey, don’t mention it... Isn’t the first time I’ve done something reckless to help someone else.”

[mind-the-muses]

“Look, I really, really, really, really don’t wanna be here anymore. Can we go?”

[thelittlecaramel-blog]

@hatesfidgeting liked for a starter.

Simon felt like his skin was crawling, he’d been cooped up so long in the hotel he was sort of forgetting what fresh air smelt like. He’s also counted the scratches on the ceiling what felt like a million times. He was going to get out of there before he went crazy - which was a possibility that was getting closer by the second. “So....it’s night time and i’m going out. i’m going to see the new captain america movie and you can’t stop me.” He said jabbing a finger in Raphael’s finger and if his hand was shaking, who cared? It wasn’t like everyone didn’t know Raphael still intimidated him. “so....I’m going.”

[hogoshaxlifestyle]

@shellshockedsquad | Raphael

Agony. That was the best way to describe the electric currents spreading through her veins. The stun gun in the Foot Can member’s hand pulled back from her skin as she fell hard to the cold hard concrete below. A scream ripped from her already hoarse throat when he slammed his foot against her wrist and her fragile bone snapped. His laughter sent a cold shiver down her spine as she pulled her shaky hand against her chest to cradle it. 

“Where are your friends?” The leader bent down to bark at her cruelly. April’s eyes slowly drifted up in a haze to stare at him, her mouth refusing to open and give him a response. Once more, she was screaming as the stun gun pressed into her ribcage again as revenge for her refusal. “WHERE?” Her body couldn’t take much more of this torture, but she’d never give up the location of the turtles. So in her mind, as she continued to feel the shocks, the throbbing of broken bones, the cuts and bruises scattered over her body, she began repeating the names of the turtles in her mind. 

Leo...Donnie...Mikey...Raph...Every time her thoughts landed on the red-masked bara’s name, she let out a soft sob of exhausted pain. He was the main reason she hadn’t succumbed to unconsciousness yet.

[soldierxpenemuel-blog]

“Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.” (P O W E R, I had to xD)

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Penemuel nodded, a smile playing around her lips. "Mh, right. The powerful are the ones who gain what they want."