#raphaelxreader

[skylarmoon71]

Raphael (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) - Oneshot

You and Raph have always had your disagreements, but this one felt a bit nuclear.

You’d just gotten back from another failed date. 

It was the second one this month. 

Being a hopeless romantic had its strengths and weaknesses. That’s why you came to the boys to vent. But the second Raph heard, he’d started with his stupid condescending words. 

“You keep chasing them, what the hell do you expect?” 

Leo sent his brother a look. While he knew very little about women, he knew the worse thing to do was to say that they were wrong. Especially if that woman is you. 

“What do you mean chasing them!! Those guys asked for my number!!” 

Raph scoffed, toothpick in his mouth as he turned. 

“Forget about it.” 

 You jump from your seat. 

“No! You can’t just say that crap and walk away!!” 

Grabbing his arm, he turns back in your direction, a frown on his face. 

“You’re gullible, that’s why. You think every guy out there is after love. You’re naive.” 

“You have some nerve  Raph!!” 

“You’re the one who asked.” 

“Well you didn’t have to be an ass about it!” 

“You want me to sugarcoat it. Love ain't easy.”

“What the hell do you know about love or how I feel!!” 

Leo could tell that this was getting sour quick, so he stepped between the both of you, placing a hand on your shoulder to back you up. You shoved his hand away, pushing past him. 

“YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT’S LIKE!!” 

Raph was ready to retaliate, but when he saw your tears, something in him just froze. You sobbed and his entire posture changed, no longer combative. 

“You..you have no idea what it’s like to be in love with someone who’ll never return those feelings..w-what else am I supposed to do..” 

You sound so broken and there seems to be so much more to that statement than an accusation, or a mere explanation. Before he can fully assess it, you’re wiping your tears with a frown. 

“I’m leaving.” 

Your tone sounds cold, unfeeling. Just like that you’re heading out and Leo follows behind. Not before sending his brother a look. 

Raph’s previous conversation with Leo runs back through his head. 

“She’s going on another date.” Raph grumbled. 

“You’re starting to sound jealous.” Leo made the comment absentmindedly, but Raph's silence made him look up from his mediating. Raph refused to look directly at him, and his face gave it all away. 

“Raph…do you-” 

“Shut up okay!!” 

If that wasn’t admittance, Leo wasn’t sure what was. 

“Why don’t you just tell her?” 

“Yeah, so we can hold hands and run off into the sunset. Fat chance.” 

Raph looked angry, and Leo realized at that moment it wasn’t at him, but the situation. Love was hard, but unrequited love, that was painful. At that moment, Leo wanted to confess everything. All the talks that you’d confided in him, but after each little confession, you begged him to swear to never say a word. Above all else, he never wanted to betray that trust, even if it meant helping his brother. So he did the next best thing.

“Tell her or I will.” 

Raph seemed startled at the threat and from his expression, it was clear that he was serious. 

“You better-” 

“Are you really threatening me?” 

Leo just grinned and Raph glared. When Leo stood, that smile was still planted on his face. 

“I’ll give you a day, after that I’m spilling the beans.”

It was stupid, getting blackmailed so easily. Maybe that’s why when you came in the following afternoon venting about your date he felt so agitated. It felt like a test, or a mockery. 

It’s not like you knew of his feelings, you weren’t intentionally trying to provoke him, but it was painful, listening to the person he held feelings for talk about searching for love somewhere else. 

“Damn it.” 

At the end of the day, he knew what he had to do, he just wished it was easier to achieve. 

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“Let me know if you need anything.” 

Leo said those words right before he left. 

More than anything, you’re appreciative of Leo’s support. He’s always known, maybe before you did. Raph is an idiot, so you should expect his comments, but it still hurts. How could someone be that oblivious? 

You glare at the ceiling. 

“Moron.” 

The knock on your window makes your eyes shift. At first you assume it’s Leo, but he wouldn’t have knocked, you left the window open. He knows that. 

When you stand and slide the curtains, you confirm your assumption. 

It’s Raph.

“You gonna let me in.” 

“Why the hell should I?” 

“I came to apologize.” 

He grumbles looking away. 

“I don’t want it.” 

You’re just as stubborn as he is. So he expects combative words. 

“I’m sorry.” 

This time he looks at you and you can see the sincerity behind his words. It makes you a little irritated how easily he makes you fold. With a huff, you finally open the window and he climbs in. He steps into your room and you’re not sure what to do or say. He looks genuinely guilty for what was said. 

“Listen, whatever you do, I’ll support you.” 

Given how crappy he handled the situation, it was the least he could do. At this point, it might be the only way to maintain your friendship. As long as you were a part of his life, he would find a way to deal. 

You however are skeptical. Raph isn’t someone who makes empty promises or statements. Everything about him is purposeful. 

“You mean that.”

He sighed, nodding. 

“I’ll do whatever you need.” 

It would hurt, but more than anything, he just needed you to be happy. He never wanted to see those tears again. 

“Please just…don’t cry anymore.” 

Raph wouldn’t really look at you, and in that moment, you really wanted to cry, because the person you loved was standing right in front of you, but he couldn’t be further away. All you had to do was say those words. You would either lose him forever, or gain something amazing. Both options were somewhat terrifying, but you couldn’t keep pretending. You needed to be honest. To tell him, because more than anything, there’s a part of you that hopes he feels the same. 

“What if..” 

You gulp. 

“What if what I need… is you?” 

His head was still lowered and when he finally looked up, you wanted to bolt, but where could you go? This is your apartment. 

Raph looks stunned and you suck up what little courage you have left, taking a step. 

“I..need you Raph…” 

Your eyes are so honest, and he feels like a complete idiot, or maybe he just doesn’t believe it. It couldn’t be true. 

“You..you have no idea what it’s like to be in love with someone who’ll never return those feelings..w-what else am I supposed to do..” 

That time, the statement, was it about him?

“You..” 

You nod, because he doesn’t have to elaborate. 

“I’ve been in love with you for months Raph so please let me-” 

He hugs you and the action stuns you. Your feet are dangling off the ground and you’re startled. 

“Raph you-” 

“Please, just let me hold you. Don’t say anything.” 

His pleas sound the very same as yours from earlier and slowly but surely, your hands reach out, wrapping around his neck as you hold on. 

It seems like love might have been closer than you thought after all.

[vintagereigns]

“Ya’ can repay me in the mornin’.”

Warnings: NSFW (18+), Graphic language, Explicit language... 

Character(s): Raphael (TMNT 14/16) x Reader 

Tags: @aurora-the-kunoichi​ @moonlightflower21​ @donatello-writes​

A/N: I’m new to posting on this platform with my own content, so please be nice lol. This is my first TMNT imagine and, yes, I wrote it for my favorite (Raphael). Please excuse any mistakes that I made, I wasn’t sure what I was doing when I wrote this, haha. And to the lovely people that I tagged, I just wanted to see if you’d check it out, maybe give it a read? Maybe share it and let other people read it? You don’t have to and my apologies if you didn’t want to be tagged. I know Raph may not be your turtle of choice, but I was just looking for some feedback or something. Again, thank you if you do and I understand if you don’t want to read it or share it. 

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The sound of the clock ticking annoyed her right ear and her heavy eyes stared up at the ceiling above, watching as the fan spun just enough for a cool breeze to blow through the room. It was completely dark outside, possibly about two-am, but she just couldn’t seem to fall asleep. The large window on the far wall was ajar, the light curtains blowing with the breeze of the late-night wind. It wasn’t too loud outside, yet she still couldn’t fall asleep. 

Lifting her cell-phone in front of her face, she unlocked it with her thumb and went straight to her text messages. There was a certain name she had been looking for and when she found it she sent a simple greeting just to make sure he wasn’t busy or asleep. She placed the phone on her chest and within the next few seconds, the phone buzzed against her skin. He was awake and had told her to hang tight, that he’d be over within moments. 

She waited anxiously in her spot, her foot rubbing against the other underneath the dark comforter. Her heartbeat slowly picked up with every little noise from outside. She knew he was coming, however, that didn’t stop her stomach from knotting up or her heart to rise until the thumping of the organ could be felt in her throat. Every time she saw him, in light or in darkness, it was as if she had just discovered him. An aching feeling burnt in the pit of her stomach and it spread until her panties were soaked and her toes were tingling. 

The harsh thump against the fire escape alerted her of his arrival. Her hand reached to her right and she turned her lamp on, her eyes now fixating on his tall and strong body. He stood six-foot-six and his muscles made it hard for him to fit through her window, especially with the large shell hanging on his back. They stared at one another, his bright-golden eyes gazing down her covered body with his lip caught between his teeth. She couldn’t help herself and let her gaze rake up and down his form. 

“Ya’ couldn’t sleep?” His voice was decently deep and coated with a thick New York accent. He smiled and stepped forward, watching as she slowly sat up in bed. 

“No. I’m sorry if I bothered or interrupted anything-”

“Nah, ya’ didn’t. I’m actually glad ya’ texted me. Mykie’s been braggin’ about his winnin’ streak on Fifa and it was gettin’ annoying,” he chuckled and took a spot on the end of the mattress. “But I thought ya’ said what we were doing’ was over?”

“...Yeah, I know. I don’t know-” She was completely confused. There was a craving, a yearning, for him. His lips, his cold hands, rough skin, his voice. She had called their arrangement off, yet she seemed to find herself regretting it. 

“Ya’ don’t have to explain. I came, didn’t I? I guess ya’ can take that as a hint that I miss ya’ too.”

She nodded, yet she still wasn’t sure of what exactly to do. He looked at her and watched her face for any signal as to what move to make, but he didn’t find a single one. Placing his large hand on her leg, he slid it up until it grasped hers. She felt a surge of warmth slide down her until it reached the most sensitive part of her. 

“Raph…” She choked on her breath as his hand parted from hers and began to snake down to the band of her panties. He played with the elastic for a moment, one of his fingers rubbing up and down her slit. Raphael began to pull the blanket from her body. He wanted a full preview. 

His eyes flicked up to hers and he felt his cock harden in his shorts. She was staring at him, her mouth hanging open and her nipples peeking through the thin material of her tank top. Raph reached up and began kissing her neck, his teeth and tongue working to mark her flesh all the while one of his fingers circled her clothed clit. She moaned and moved her head, widening the surface area for his mouth. 

“Do ya’ want me to stop?” he whispered, his tongue staining her skin. She looked at him, her arm wrapping around his neck and pulling him in for a deep, tongue filled kiss. “Use your words, baby.” His lips left kisses from her neck all the way down to her cleavage. 

“No… please,” she begged, her eyes watching as he easily pulled her shirt apart, exposing her chest. 

“Please what, baby?” His mouth wrapped around her left breast, his tongue lapping around her already hardened nipple. 

“Please… don’t stop…” 

Raph switched his mouth over to her right breast, his hands still groping and working her left. She let her head fall back before looking back down at him with her tit still in his mouth. He made sure to make eye-contact as he bit down on her nipple and pulled gently before wrapping his mouth around her whole breast again. 

Raph sat up, his mouth coming off of her skin with a wet ‘pop’. His gear had already been removed before arriving in her apartment, but he still stood to his full height and removed the shorts that restricted his hard length from springing free. His dick bounced against the bottom of his plastron before resting heavily in his hand. Raph jerked the covers from his lover’s nearly-naked body and climbed back on the bed, his body resting comfortably in-between her legs. He kissed her thighs and bit down just enough to turn the skin pink. 

She watched him, still, from above and played with the ends of his tattered, red bandana. He was beautiful with it off, but she loved the way it looked on him. She always thought that the red cloth made his eyes seem brighter, yet hidden in the shadows of the mask. Raph began pulling her panties from her, cursing beneath his breath as he watched a string of her excitement detach itself from her pussy lips before resting in the cotton material. She was so wet, and he could smell her arousal. The closer he got, the stronger her scent was. He couldn’t help it and bit down harshly into her thigh, making her jump and jerk. 

“Sorry,” he said, his eyes darker and his voice deeper, raspier. “I’ve just missed how ya’ taste.” 

There was that same jolt of something indescribable. She loved when he talked dirty and, boy, was he good at it. His words could get so filthy, nasty even. Yet she loved it every time. And he knew it too, for he teased her with his voice many times before. 

Raph ran his tongue slowly up her closed slit, his eyes locked with hers again. He watched every deep breath she took, every twitch of her body, and listened to every small sound that left her lips. He watched her as he slipped his tongue between her folds and lapped up her juices, teasing her hole with his tongue. 

A growl-like noise left his mouth as he circled her clit with his tongue before wrapping his lips around it and sucking. He let his hands wander up her body until they grabbed a hold of her chest and squeezed, his mouth still sucking and licking her pussy. Her head had fallen back moments ago and she couldn’t find the energy to pull it back up to watch him. But she did place one hand on his left one as it groped her chest, helping him squeeze her breast. All the while her other hand reached down to the back of his head and pushed his face into her, her hips jerking and grinding his against his tongue. 

Raph could tell that she was close to orgasming by the way her moans increased in volume. A smirk found its way onto his lips as he slid his tongue as far inside of her as it would go, his finger rubbing her clit for extra measure. She was grinding against his face and Raphael felt close to his own orgasm just by that alone. He felt high as he swirled and thrusted his tongue inside of her, flicking and licking against her tight walls. 

Her legs began to shake. Raphael had found that euphoric spot inside of her that not even she or her toys could find. He knew what was to happen next, so he flicked his tongue faster, as deep as his mouth would let him. Her hands grabbed his head as she cried out, her orgasm squirting out of her and onto the bed, her blanket, and even Raph himself. He tried to rub her clit to make her come again, but she was too sensitive and jerked back when his rough digit came in contact. 

Smiling, Raph moved upward until his lips found hers in a slow kiss. She was still feeling it and moved her head to rest into the crook of Raph’s neck. Raph kissed her skin gently before standing up and flicking the light back off, his large frame walking to the other side of her bed and climbing in beside her. 

“I didn’t do anything for you,” she whispered. Raph pulled her in for another gentle kiss. 

“Ya’ can repay me in the mornin’,” he laughed. She smiled and cuddled into him after he pulled the comforter back up and around their bodies. Raph pulled her close, her bare ass against his still-hardened dick,  and wrapped one arm around her torso, his hand grabbing her boob, and his other hand resting warmly in between her legs. “Get some sleep,” he whispered, kissing her head and relaxing against her. 

She had only nodded in response and Raph closed his eyes, his body pressed against hers, and let himself fall asleep- at least until he had to leave.

[samyp05]

Red Touch - You're starting to heal (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/SHGdvL3Ogab This is a fan fiction story about (y/n), who falls in love with the teenage mutant ninja turtle known as Raphael Hamato of 2014. He tends to fall in love with you. Unexpected emotions and feelings take place in this romantic fanfiction. For the tough turtle goes against his will showing the love that consumes him for you. *Please feel free to vote or comment at anytime. Thank you for reading, I really hope that you enjoy it ;)*

[someonefromabove]

K I had an idea, the reader is a cyborg and has some advanced technological prosthetic limbs that allow her to play guitar, (maybe she was a Krang or Foot Clan experiment???) and the boys catch her playing Honeybee by Steam Powered Giraffe?? It’s a sad song about someone leaving you and I cry nearly every time I listen to it.

A/N: Hi there! Thank you for your request! I had to google this song, because I didn’t know it and at first I was like lol Steam Powered Giraffe? That’s a funny name :D Then I saw the music video of Honeybee and I was...well...kinda disturbed? I mean they moved sooo much like robots, I’m not even sure, if they were real humans O.o And then I had to listen to the song a second time, because I was so distracted with the video that I didn’t actually listen to the lyrics xD but yeah, you’re right. That is a sad song indeed :( But I still hope you like reading this! I‘m sorry that it is so short per turtle though...

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Pairings: LeoxReader, RaphxReader, DonniexReader, MikeyxReader

Warnings: slight angst

Leonardo

He was on his way to the dojo for his meditation when he passed your shared room. He heard the sounds of a guitar and your humming, but it was definitely not a happy song, so he decided to listen to it for a little while. The door was ajar and he leaned against the wall outside of the room. As you sung the song with your beautiful and soothing voice, he remembered your past. You had survived the torture of the Shredder himself and „only“ lost your left arm while being held hostage. Leo will always regret not being able to keep you safe that day, even if you reassured him that it wasn’t his fault a hundred times. As the song came to an end, Leo slowly walked into the room and saw you sitting there on your bed with the guitar in your hands. Your eyes were a bit watery from almost crying and he just sat down beside you to hold your hand. „Y/N, I promise you, no matter what happens I will always be there for you.“

Raphael

You and Raph were listening to music when you looked on your phone to choose the next song. Your eyes fell onto Honeybee by Steam Powered Giraffe and your eyes lit up. „Hey Raphie, how about I play the next song myself?“ you asked him as you picked up your guitar with your prosthetic hand. „Sure, babe.“ he replied and smiled at you. As you played the song, Raph’s smile vanished however and his gaze went nowhere. He seemed to think about something and didn’t even realize when you finished the song. „Raph? Raphael? Are you okay?“ you asked with a worried look on your face and took his hand to bring him back to reality. „Huh? Uh...yeah...I guess? You were wonderful! But...I mean...the song really got me thinking...maybe I am too harsh to my brothers at times. I guess I should be thankful that they didn’t abandon me at some points in my life for being so ungrateful.“ You were surprised by his thoughts and immediately pulled him into a tight hug to let him know that you were there. „No, that’s not true, Raph. You’re a great brother and the others think so too, believe me. We will never leave you.“

Donatello

While repairing your broken laptop, Donnie stumbled onto a few old videos of you playing the guitar and singing. The videos must’ve been at least 3 years old, because in them you still had your right hand. You had lost it when you were attacked by the Kraang and met your for personal heros. As he watched the short clips he didn’t seem to notice your presence behind him. „What are you watching, Donnie?“ you asked with a slight grin, already knowing what he was looking at. Donnies face went red immediately as he tried to close the window in panic. „I-I...I wasn‘t spying on you! I swear! I found them by accident and...well...your voice is amazing...“ he stuttered. You just giggled and sat down on his lap. „I know, you big dummy. But how about I play you something for real?“ You asked and he looked at you with a smile. „You can still do that?“ „Sure! I mean, you’re the one who built my fantastic new hand!“ You said proudly as you moved all your fingers of your robotic hand. „Which song do you want me to play?“ „Well...“ His gaze met your laptop again as he saw the thumbnail of you performing Honeybee by Steam Powered Giraffe. „I really liked this song...but...just to let you know, I‘ll always be with you. I really care for you, Y/N.“

Michelangelo

„Mikey, not now.“ „Oh, come on, sweetheart! Just oooooone song!“ Your mutant boyfriend tried to talk you into playing a song for him while you tried to study for your next exam. You huffed and closed your book. „Alright, one song. But I get to choose which one.“ You told him and picked up your guitar with your prosthetic arm. „Yeah! Thanks, angelcakes.“ Mikey grinned and sat down in front of the couch. He always calmed down listening to your music, no matter which song you‘d play. As you played the song and sung the lines, Mikey wasn’t as hyper and happy as usual. He seemed collected and calm and listened to every word your lips escaped. After you finished the song, Mikey looked at you with a slight smile and then at your hand. „Do you think of your lost arm when you play this song?“ He asked. You were surprised that he wanted to talk with you about that sensitive and serious topic, but you weren’t afraid to talk to him about it. „Yes, I guess. I mean, I never thought I‘d lose my whole arm. It was something natural to me, something I was never afraid of losing.“ You explained to him. „Well, I guess sometimes the world can be a dick...like Raph...“ he grinned as you two heard a „Shut up!“ coming from said brother from upstairs. You chuckled as he took both of your hands. „But...never forget, that you’ll never lose me, alright, baby? Nothing in the world can separate me from you.“

[stark-raving-romantic]

Almost // Raphael's Ending.

"Hey."

He had to wonder what his next move evem was. When Raphael had gotten up to follow you, it had simply been on instinct. And now...

Now what?

He'd come racing after you, only to realize that he had no freaking clue of what he was gonna do. After weeks of dreaming of this and everything that the two of you could be, you would think that Raphael might've had an idea of what to do or say or something, ANYTHING at all.

But he didn't.

The turtle didn't know what he was going to do. All Raph had ever known was that he wanted to be with you.

He wanted to be the one hold you, kiss you, be at your side.

He wanted to call you in the night, losing himself in your sweet voice.

He wanted to sneak out at night, just like this, and be with you, maybe more then this. Since the day you had met, it was all that he had wanted.

At first, he had tried to ignore the feelings. He tried to pretend that you weren't driving him wild, that you hadn't infected his mind and heart with some wonderful sickness. Nights had been spent dreaming of you, days spent wishing and wanting more. Oh, he tried to ignore it!

But then...

Then he realized that he wasn't the only one feeling this. He wasn't the only one falling in love.

And as Raphael stood in front of you, he knew that he wasn't the only left speechless. Neither of you were saying a word but...you were looking at him. Looking into his eyes as you came closer. Damn. Why were you so pretty?

Why did you have to look at him like him?

Why did you have to make him feel like this?

Raphael chuckled breathlessly as he looked at you, a crooked grin on his face.

"Ya don't even know what yer doin' to me, do ya?" He whispered.

"And what would that be?" You teased softly.

"Drivin' me crazy." He shot back. "Ya been messin' with me for too damn long, tiger, and it's time I did somethin' about it."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

Standing chest to chest, Raphael could only think of all of the times he had dreamed of this. This very moment...

Alone.

Together.

So close and coming closer, almost...

Almost...

Almost kissing. His lips hovered over yours, that first kiss begging to finally happen. Raphael was scared, he had to admit that. But he swallowed that fear and finally, wonderfully, kissed you.

His rough lips pressed against yours.

His hands rested on your waist and pulled you closer.

Kissing you made the whole world melt away, everything thing else seemed to vanish as Raph fell into an almost dream. He thought that the dream would end when you pulled away but...it didn't.

He was still holding you.

You were in his arms, smiling and blushing and breathless, and he was holding you.

"Sorry for driving you crazy, hot shot." You whispered.

Though the smile on your face told him that you couldn't have been farther from feeling sorry, Raphael didn't care. He didn't even bother to hide his own dmile as he said,

"It's cool. Let me take ya out and we'll call it even."

"Deal."

And then he kissed you again, falling deeper into that dream.

[leonardodihamato]

Raphael x Reader

Prompt: 28. “GIVE ME YOUR HAND.”

You and Raphael had been secretly dating for the past two months. You’ve both enjoyed the time you got to spend alone together as a couple but actually being alone proved to be quite difficult.

Whether it was Raphael’s brothers, Casey, or even April your plans always seemed to be pushed aside for another day. Sure, it annoyed you but it pissed Raphael off. You sat on Raphael’s bed as you watched him basically stomp his feet as he paced his room.

Raphael was in a pretty irritated mood. “I’d like one day to hang out with you without someone butting in!”

“Well they don’t know that we’re dating. So, it’s not like they’re doing it on purpose.” You countered.

He stopped pacing and faced you, scowling. “Whose side are you on?”

“Are there sides in this?” You couldn’t help but giggle.

“Does Leo really need to make us do all these training sessions? It’s like he knows. He knows and he’s doing it to get under my skin!” he was seething.

He was letting his anger get the best of him. You decide you should intervene before he decides he wants to strangle his brother. You stood up looking at your boyfriend and wrapped your arms around his neck. “Maybe we should just...tell them.”

“I, uh, well yeah we could, I guess. But don’t you like only us knowing. We don’t have to deal with anyone’s bullshit.” He offered, his arms wrapping around your waist.

You sighed, “It’s nice, yeah, but I think I’d rather not come up with a lame excuse every time April wants to do something but I can’t because I’m with you. I just want to be honest.”

He growled lowly, “It just really pisses me off thinking about how my brothers might react. I don’t want to hear any crap from them.”

“We don’t have to tell your brothers about us if it makes you that upset.” you say frowning, releasing your hold from him. You subconsciously take a step back.

“It’s not that...I do want...” he growled and gritted through clenched teeth, “GIVE ME YOUR HAND.”

You jumped a little startled, you watch his outstretched hand for a few seconds before taking it in yours.

He squeezed your hand firmly in his leading you to his door, “Let’s do this.”

You couldn’t help but smile, you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “I’m game.”

 Bonus:

“Geez, well I figured that at least. You guys were in Raph’s room for a very long time. I just assumed you two were, like, aggressively cuddling.” Mikey said while shrugging his shoulders.

[jtownraindancer]

raphael x reader: now i understand

[song sprint part two, this time to “starry, starry night.” tried to keep this as true to raphael’s onscreen personality as possible, with a little artistic leeway to incorporate a tiny bit of what i picked up from ‘paradise lost.’]

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The breeze coming through the window carried with it the scent of drying grass, the sound of crickets, the crisp taste of a warm evening.

The sky danced in blazing golds and sparkling greens, ferocious reds and glorious blues.

The fireworks were near enough that the refractions played on the glass within the ancient window panes, but also distant enough that the sound was nothing more than a muffled roar, echoing from leagues away.

There was a magic to the scene, fireflies dancing in the garden, the fairy lights strung about your room and the patio adding a soft glow that nearly reminded her of Heaven.

She counted the stars glistening above her, shining from a shimmering sky. Part of her yearned to return to the heavens, spread her wings and twirl among them, fall seemingly endless into the light.

The continued ballad of your blade etching patterns into Ponderosa provided enough of a tether to keep her rooted to the present, gaze drifting lazily back to where you were hunched over the large piece of wood.

You hummed quietly to yourself as you worked, fingers tracing gently over each new lines you would carve, reshaping this single branch into a piece of art.

She was mesmerized, watching the way your eyes shined even as you struggled against the grain, lost in the kaleidoscopic dance of your irises.

For a moment, she dreamt of falling headlong into them as well, finding the same sparkling splendour of any star cluster.

Her Father's craftsmanship-

Shaping patterns into every quark, spinning His design into some spectacular sequence she could study for aeons.

That creativity, that passion, that dedication and imagination-

He had chosen Humanity to bestow these gifts to, giving them just enough of a spark to wonder, to dream, and Lucifer bolstering their curiosity and resolve enough to pursue it.

It was a marvel to behold, and there was an intimacy to watching your hands shape the universe to your will, as small a corner as it was.

You worked with such dedication, such careful focus-

She admired your deftness, awed slightly by the delicate designs appearing from the application of such a deadly instrument.

Who knew that your blade- one she had often seen dripping scarlet and gold with both blood and ichor- could also be used for such beauty?

The knife- Humanity's first true tool- capable of bringing both life and death when placed in the right hands.

Raphael turned her attention once more to the sky, losing herself to the memories of a simpler time, soothed by the shimmering starlight and the soft sonata of roses slowly being shaped from pine.

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Could you guys do a part to the raph x reader agnst we need to break up. I loved reading that prompt it had me in tears all your prompts are really good. Thank you for your time. 🐢🐢🐢🐢

A part… two? Cause if you’re looking for a part two of the Break Up prompt, we already made it. It’s called Back Together and you can read it here.