#reader x raph

[khayalli]

reader x turtles doodle dump because i simply do not have it in me to clean these up

bonus raph one. it wasn't gn so I wasn't sure whether to include it but hey ho! he deserves soft love also

[landselspicyart]

Thirsty Thursday time~ ❤️❤️❤️

Sooo~ Every week my Patrons get to vote for a drawing that I post every Thursday~

So enjoy this week's Thirsty Thursday, Grace's pinup! She's the OC I pair with Raph and she turned out so cute!! 😍

You can enjoy a full NSFW version over on my Patreon~🔥

(These characters are 20+ years old, all of the characters I depict this way are never minors) 💙🐢💙

[hotmessexpress420]

TMNT x Reader

How Raphael Meets You

I’ve given up on the ‘how he asks you out’ titles by now, it’s so much more fun to see how they could possibly meet le reader. Enjoy seeing how you meet Mr. Wall of Green Muscle himself!

It really was love at first sight

Well, for you it was, anyway

You had first met Raphael by complete accident during a nighttime coffee shop robbery

First of all, who even robs a coffee shop at night?

And second, you were so glad they did or you would never have met him

“Met” was kind of a stretch

You knew what he looked like, along with his brothers, but you didn’t know their names or what they were

You had ended up following them through the streets and alleyways until they disappeared into a manhole

You had quickly written a note and threw it down, just hoping that it wouldn’t get stuck in the rushing ‘waters’ down there

It was a week until Raphael got the courage to contact you

He honestly didn’t remember which one you were- not that all humans were the same, but he had been so focused on keeping the coffee shop intact

Why were you interested in him, anyway?

After texting back and forth (you including a picture of what you looked like to jog his memory), he finally agreed to meet you

At four in the morning on a rooftop

Was this some kind of test? Because you were terrified of heights

He kept to the shadows for the first entire ten minutes, even though you both knew that you had seen him before

You spoke highly of him saving the coffee shop, emphasizing that he had saved you as well

He brushed the compliments off quickly

He was far too insecure to believe such positive things about himself

And that was that

Or so you thought

The two of you lost contact for a good while

Meaning it was months before you saw or spoke to one another

This time, you were taking your nightly stroll in the dimly lit streets of Manhattan

It was too late and dark for most people to be comfortable doing such things, but you felt oddly safe in your neighborhood

Sadly, you were wrong to feel this way

You were five blocks from home, listening to music in your earbuds when you suddenly felt a hand on your shoulder

And something cool and thin at your neck

“Where’s your wallet?”

“My w-?”

“Where is it?”

Maybe it was a bad idea to walk alone at night

You could feel the blade at your neck slowly pierce your skin- not enough to be fatal, but man did that not feel pleasant

You tried to speak again

It wasn’t the same man that had cut you off before

“You should know better than to threaten civilians by now!”

Was that- was that Raphael?

How did he find you?

The man was torn away from you, you could feel his nails ripping away at your skin

You turned to see all four turtles standing behind you

Raphael was holding the man by his ankles

“Hello, Y/N”

“Hi, Raph?” You were so confused

What a coincidence that he was the one to save you

“Whoa whoa, the two of you know each other?” the turtle with an orange bandana asked

“Not now, Mikey” Raphael huffed

The turtles were quick to tie the man’s hands and ankles together before they set him down on the pavement

“The authorities should take good care of him” the purple-banded turtle said

Raphael looked at you after “gently” setting the man down

“You might need some bandaging up”

Your hands flew to your neck

When you removed your fingers, you saw red

“Oh, shit. Yeah. Probably”

Although you remembered seeing them disappear into a manhole to the sewers, it hadn’t really struck you that they might live there

You found out quickly that they indeed lived in the sewers

“This is… Wow. Nice place you got here. Kinda smelly, though”

“You get used to it” Mikey said

“Come on, Y/N, I’ll get the first aid kit” Raph said to you

The purple-banded turtle looked between the two of you, back at Raph, and shrugged

What was that about?

You followed Raphael into a different room

“Fancy running into you again” you said, trying to break the ice

“I’m surprised you remembered me”

“Oh please. Of course I’d remember someone who’s saved my life. Twice now. What a coincidence you saved me tonight, huh?”

Raphael was quiet as he tended to your neck

You closed your eyes

“You don’t have to be so stoic, you know. Smiling isn’t illegal”

That got him to smile

“Don’t tell me you were secretly following me”

“Not so secret now, huh?”

“You’re really a great conversationalist. You should write a book”

“Are you going to keep talking?”

“I’m just filling the awkward silence between us. Care to join me?”

You couldn’t put your finger on it, but you just felt comfortable when you were around him

It wasn’t like when you meet someone for the first or first few times and you had a hard time making conversation

Sure, you joked about filling the silence now, but it was to get him out of his shell a bit

So to speak ;)

“Fine, I’ve been following you”

You fake gasped

“Aw, really? That’s so sweet of you. It really makes up for you ghosting me”

Raphael scoffed and paused in his work

“I ghosted you? Excuse you? No, you ghosted me”

“No, you ghosted me. And kept an eye on me for good measure, turtle-man”

“Wrong. You ghosted me. I have proof”

Lo and behold, you were both almost right

The last message that was sent between the two of you was playful banter, and it came from you

But when Raphael showed you his message history, his last message came from him

But it had never been sent

You stuck your tongue out

“See? You ghosted me. Meanie”

“I didn’t mean to, I swear!”

You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek

“No hard feelings. It’s probably hard to be a top secret warrior-man-turtle”

Raph was now at a loss for words

“Hello? Earth to Raphael?”

He shook his head quickly “Huh?”

“Did I stun you?”

“You really are somethin’ else, Y/N”

[novasintheroom]

Ooooo a fresh blog! Heyo there! So, my first request is some head canons, if you write them anyway, for the each of the turtles having a s/o who is usually the purest of beans. Like— she doesn’t get angry, usually shy when meeting new people, very humble, sweet and caring— but for the first time she does it’s like she realizes she’s frustrated and mad about something that happened during the day and it’s the first time she’s expressing it. the turtles notice her come in knowing something is off about her behavior when she’s usually so cheerful. Almost like “Sometimes it just makes me so— it makes me so... so...! Angry!” But she actually gets super surprised with herself realizing she’s actually venting just to say she’s fine in the end after bottling up for so long. The turtles just looking at her and asking if she’s okay 😂 If that makes any sense.. sorry if it doesn’t.

Oooooo my first ask!! I’m so nervous and excited! I think I got the gist of what you’re getting at. Thanks for sending this in, it means a lot to me! <3

Leo

·         Honestly caught off guard when you come in steaming

·         Your calm and sweetness is something he loves and looks forward to – it’s hard being the firm leader in his family when everyone pushes back, so you’re a pleasant break from the arguments and sassy remarks

·         Not today

·         It’s loud in the lair – Raph and Mikey are doing something with a basketball and hula hoop that’s got Raph raging and Mikey screaming, Donnie’s got a power tool going on the truck, and Splinter’s Celine Dion music is blaring to drown it all out while he works on pruning his plants

·         Leo’s up in the concrete rafters with a book, glancing down every other minute to make sure Raph doesn’t kill Mikey

·         He would have completely missed you coming in if Mikey hadn’t thrown the ball toward the entrance

·         You dodge the ball before it hits you, but instead of laughing it off like usual, you throw a dark look at his brothers and beeline toward the dojo.

·         Woah, that’s weird

·         Avoidance of his family = big red flag

·         You didn’t even say hi to him??

·         Hops down and follows, waving off Mikey’s calls to you

·         Finds you in the corner of the dojo, bag thrown to the side and hands smoothing out the sand of his small zen garden

·         Feels a bit awkward honestly

·         Listen, he’s getting better at it, but he’s not the best at feelings

·         Especially girl feelings

·         He knows something’s up though, and he wouldn’t be a good beau if he just let you simmer

·         Spooks you when he asks if you’re okay

·         Darn those ninja skills, how is someone as big as him so silent?

·         You sigh and just say you had a fight with your roommate and that it’s fine, you just needed some quiet before you went to his family

·         Okay, coolcoolcool. He can work with this. He and Raph fight all the time! “What was the fight about?”

·         Cue explosion

·         “She doesn’t pay her part of the bills on time, and she has her boyfriend over constantly and I can hear them through the walls when they’re screwing because the stupid cheap apartment has stupid cheap thin walls, and she leaves her dishes everywhere even when I ask her to not be a slob, and the landlord is getting after me for her rent when– “

·         W o w

·         He didn’t think you knew any swear words, but the names you’re calling your roommate would make even Raph blush

·         Your rant goes on and on

·         Anytime he tries to suggest a solution you get angry at him like why can’t he just listen omg

·         He shuts up quick

·         Somewhere in the process he sat down and your head moved to his lap while you laid all your problems out

·         By the time you’re finished your chest is heaving and it’s been an hour

·         Leo’s scared to say something in case you go off again lmao

·         He just plays with your hair and hums while you calm down

·         Finally you look at him with wide eyes, “Wow, geez, I didn’t think I was that mad.”

·         He can’t help but laugh, “Me neither.”

·         Your smile is back, though, and that’s the best thing he’s seen all day

·         “You feeling better now?”

·         You say yes, and give him a good hug and kiss as thanks for his patience

·         He asks you to come to him if things start building up again

·         Seriously, start talking to him – I don’t think the poor guy can handle another explosion like that lol

 Raph

·         Raph knows anger

·         Does he know how to deal with it? Ehhh that’s hit-and-miss

·         But he knows it

·         So seeing your tense shoulders, clenched fists, grinding teeth when you walk in – he knows you’re angry

·         It’s a bit off-putting tbh – you’re the calm to his rage, the quiet touch to wind him down when something gets under his skin

·         What happened to make his quiet girl so mad?

·         Did someone say something about your family?

·         Or something about your outfit?

·         Did a skeevy guy try to touch you?

·         Did someone try to kiss you?

·         Okay, now he’s getting mad

·         Decides to take a page from Splinter’s book and pulls you aside to talk

·         “What’s the matter?”

·         You pull at your sleeves, looking anywhere but him

·         You just mumble you’re fine, and that you’re hungry and try to move to the kitchen

·         Nuh-uh, that don’t work with him

·         Catches you by the arm and gives you a look, “Somethin’s bothering you, and you’re gonna tell me what it is.”

·         “And what if I don’t wanna talk about it?”

·         “Tough luck.”

·         Your glare could curdle milk, but you don’t say anything

·         Alright, you wanna play it that way? He’s got three brothers he grew up with; he can get it out of you.

·         Hauls you up and tosses you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and takes you to his workout station

·         Ignores your screams of outrage and the beating fists on his shell

·         They’re like little kitten paw pats; he can’t help but smile at how small you really are

·         When he sets you down in front of a world-weary punching bag, he crosses his arms and waits

·         You’re red faced and snarling. “What are you doing?”

·         He raises a fist, and gives the bag a good punch – “That’s for when Mikey backwashed into my water bottle today.” He throws another punch, “And that’s for Donnie’s stupid snorts waking me up last night,” and another, “and now I’m back on Mikey’s backwash!”

·         He stops the bag’s swaying and gestures for you to take a turn

·         Realization dawns in your eyes. You look at your fist and throw a pathetic punch at it. “That’s…for my fifth plant…dying this week?”

·         He almost laughs, but nods encouragement

·         You punch again. “That’s for whoever stole my lunch out of the fridge at work.”

·         And again. “And for those kids who spit on that homeless guy!”

·         And again. “And for Gina’s face when she made fun of my teeth!”

·         Punch after punch, you let out your anger and frustrations that boiled over today

·         Raph’s impressed – not just with how much crap happened to you, but how long you held it in

·         You’re a lot stronger than he gave you credit for

·         He’s also a bit freaked at seeing the rage in your eyes

·         Is that what others see when he comes at them?

·         Yeesh

·         You feel a lot better after the session, if sheepish for letting so much anger show

·         But he brushes it off, “Hey, you see how I am. It don’t bother me none, sweetheart.”

·         He pinches your butt for good measure as you walk back to the lair and laughs when you punch him in the arm

 Donnie

·         The one that takes the longest to realize something’s up

·         He can’t help it! He’s busy making sure his family is safe and hidden! He’s gotta keep the firewall up-to-date from all the new viruses being put out, check the perimeter lasers so that no one sneaks up on them, change the oil in the Turtle Tank, and why is the computer sparking over here, he needs to ask Raph or Leo to come with him to get new parts at the junkyard, but if he –

·         Bumps into you and is like ‘oh. how’d you get in here’

·         Delighted to see you though! It’s like all his worries suddenly vanished when he realized ‘oh yeah! I have a girlfriend!’ and that’s you!

·         Missed you a lot since it’s been a few days since you could visit

·         Starts showing you all of the progress he’s made on certain things, asks you how school’s going, how was that group project you had, did you get that interview for work?

·         It’s your clipped and short answers that finally makes him take a step back and really see how you’re doing

·         You’ve always been enthusiastic about his inventions, even if you don’t completely understand every technical thing he talks about. He thought you guys were past the awkward conversations too.

·         Clipped answers are a big no-no – it makes him shrink inside, like his words and ideas don’t matter

·         Takes a few seconds to look you over – awkward seconds, ones where you look down and away and not at him

·         “Are you alright? Did…something happen?”

·         You take a few deep breaths, trying to calm yourself, but then the words just start pouring out: “I’m sorry, it’s just, I can’t stop thinking about how my supervisors treated me the past few days. They scheduled me to work a triple shift! Without asking me! And I told them I had a date with you, and a million other things to do, but – “

·         You lay it out for him, apologizing every other minute for just putting this on him out of the blue, that you tried really hard to be happy coming to the lair but your boss just text you that you have another shift tonight instead of getting to hang out with Donnie, and –

·         Donnie sits you both down in a couple of chairs, his hands holding your own as you keep talking and venting

·         Rubs circles into your palm, eyes never straying from your own watery and frustrated ones

·         A breath out of the nose is the end to your rant, and you lean to put your head on his shoulder. “I just hate when people spring things on me! I just wanna stay with you and hand you tools to work on stuff.”

·         His heart warms at this, even if he’s sad at how sucky your job is

·         And it gives him an idea

·         He manages to hack into your work’s scheduling system and put your supervisors or fellow employees in your place for the night

·         Even sends out a text masked as your head boss to whoever he put, letting them know they’re on the job and that you had an emergency

·         You’re torn on this – those people had things they had to do too

·         But Donnie reassures you: “If they’re as bad as you say, then getting more people mad at them might just make them change. If not, we at least get to have our date night, right?”

·         Well, when you put it that way…

·         He gets a big, long smooch for pulling it off and for listening to you

Mikey

·         Listen, this boy is intuitive when it comes to emotions.

·         He kinda has to be with the type of older brothers he has lmao

·         Instantly knows something’s up by the sound of your feet coming down the tunnels – heavy, like you want to stomp them but don’t know how

·         He’s geared up though – his baby girl’s coming!

·         Hops off the couch and has the biggest grin for you when you walk in

·         Doesn’t even falter when he sees the glower on your face

·         Says something stupid to test the waters – “Woah, babe, I’m gonna have to call the cops – I’m pretty sure it’s illegal to be as fine as you are!”

·         Not even a smirk.

·         Okay okay. Obvi you’re not in a happy mood.

·         Man, he was hoping for a little blush at least!

·         Takes that heavy bag off your shoulders you’ve been lugging around all day and corrals you back to the couch

·         Grabs some sodas and a few chocolate bars from his hidden stash in the kitchen

·         He knows you need it more than him right now

·         Sits down and calls out to the lair that “we’re making out on the couch!!” Def keeps his family from coming in and interrupting lol

·         Isn’t even phased when you explode about your day – your coworker had it out for you, your professor told the whole class that your paper was what not to do if you wanted a good grade, etc. etc.

·         Mikey accents your day with “No!” and “He didn’t!” and “What a jerk!”

·         It’s cathartic to hear someone agree with you like that

·         He takes you in his arms when the frustrated tears start falling and you start to wind down

·         “It just makes me so angry, and I hate feeling embarrassed and…”

·         Rubs circles on your back to help calm you, just like his family did to him growing up

·         After a minute you’re better, and back to your sweet, happy self, if still a bit stuffy from the tears and snot

·         You’re surprised and apologize for your emotions, but he stops you

·         “Hey, everyone has their bad days! Sometimes you just gotta let it out, y’know?”

·         You give him a big kiss for being so sweet

·         Makes the day a lot better after that with the soda and candy and some video games

·         He’s a good turt <3

[hotmessexpress420]

Leo/Raph x Reader

Prompt: I saw that your requests are open,and I was wondering if it was possible you could do a soft head cannon of the 4 turtles bois comforting a smol stressed SO who pushed themselves too hard while trying to work out?

Thanks for the request! I only did Leo and Raph for now, but I might add something for Don and Mikey when inspiration for them strikes me xx

Leonardo

It was a few months into you knowing the ninja turtles, and only a few weeks since you had started dating Honor Boy

He took a while to get the hint

It was the honeymoon phase of your relationship and, of course, you wanted (needed) to spend every second of every day together that was physically possible

You practically had your name on the lease (if they even leased the sewers)

You usually joined Leonardo when he meditated, even though it didn’t always end with the two of you still meditating

One day, he asked you if you wanted to train with him

Sure, why not?

The days that followed were probably the worst days of your life

Two days straight of doing everything Leo asked you to do

Squats, deadlifts, running through the sewers

You had never felt more like death in your entire life

Did you mention that you really never worked out before this?

A week in, and four days filled of vigorous training, you found yourself like a cement block in his bed

You had no energy to move

It almost hurt to even breathe or turn to lay on your side

“Sweetheart, whatcha doin’? Come on, it’s time to go!”

“More training?” you barely got out

You would surely die if you had any more

As much as you wanted to please him and join him on his daily activities, this simply wasn’t going to happen

“Bailing on me already, huh?”

You didn’t want to, you didn’t want to think of yourself as a quitter

But your body had other things planned

Most of them involved acting a corpse and not moving unless being moved by force

“Can I take a rain check, hon? Please? I don’t think I can handle another session”

“I keep forgetting that you’re not used to this. Did I push you too hard?”

“A little”

Then your favorite turtle crawled into bed with you

He could probably use a day off, too

Raphael

This boi was so excited that you wanted to weight train with him

His brothers would train with him sometimes, but it never lasted long

No, he trained for hours at a time in the weight room

And his baby now wanted to join him?

Oh, he was elated

“Come on, babe, let’s see what your maxes are! We can do bench first”

And you absolutely loved it

It was exhilarating, feeling so much power run through you as you lifted those weights and could feel those muscles almost tear apart

Sure, you could only lift barely one-fifth of what he could, but I digress

Raphael immediately had you on a 4-day schedule. Rest day, upper body, lower body, rest, upper body, lower body, rest

His own routine was a lot more complicated and consisted of less rest days

He figured you needed an extra day off

By the second upper body day, you could feel your body start to give out

You were in the middle of doing five reps of over one hundred pounds on the bench

By now, Raphael thought you were comfortable enough to not need him to spot you

As you began to grunt out the word ‘four’, you gasped

No, this was not your day

You could hear Raphael’s bar and weights hit the ground instantly

“Baby! Babe, are you okay?”

The bar you had been lifting had landed right on your throat when your arms gave out

“Fine” you managed to say

Was that really your voice?

“Four reps at one-twenty-five, that’s pretty good, baby”

You did, in fact, not feel ‘pretty good’

‘Shit’ was a far better descriptor

Raphael wasted no time sitting you up and placing you in his lap, observing your neck

“That does not look good”

“For once, it wasn’t you leaving bruises on my neck, eh?”

[hotmessexpress420]

Universe!Reader x Raphael

Raphael Confronts You After the Party

You remembered bits and pieces of what occurred at the party when you woke up the next morning. The last thing you remembered was your face getting hot after Raphael asked you a truth question, something about which one of them was your favorite.

First of all, that was a lot of pressure. Everybody was right there! You didn’t want to make anybody feel bad, to know they weren’t your favorite.

You vaguely remembered saying something about Raphael himself. Did you say he was your favorite? You thought you did.

And he was. After all, you had a thing for guys like him. Not turtles with red bandanas, per se, but big strong guys. Buff guys. Guys who were rough around the edges, but soft on the inside.

You remembered what Mikey had said once. That Raphael is like a teddy bear, if teddy bears were incredibly violent. That kind of spice, that kick.

Plus, just look at him! The guy oozed sex, whether he knew it or not.

Oh, God. Did you guys have sex?

You quickly looked around the room you woke up in.

No, this was your assigned room. You were alone. No Raphael or any other terrapin to be found.

You felt yourself breathe a sigh of relief. If there was even a chance of something between yourself and Raph, you didn’t want it to be based solely on the physical aspect. That wasn’t what you wanted. You deserved a connection, not just sex with a great looking guy.

Not that sex with a great looking guy was bad. It sounded incredibly not bad.

Were all those fanfictions right about him?

Would you even find out?

“Achem. Y/N?”

You jumped at the sudden new voice. You turned around quickly to see the exact person enveloping your thoughts. “Raph! Raphael, I mean- hey!”

He gave you an odd look before walking towards you. “Did you sleep well?”

Raphael was holding a tray. On it looked to be a small cup with some pills, two empty cups, and a steaming kettle of tea. “Donnie said you might need some medicine to help with the hangover.”

That was so thoughtful.

“Right,” you said. “Thank you. I hope I wasn’t too crazy last night.”

He laughed. “Crazy? Last night was alright. It was pretty fun. We’ve never had a party like that before.”

“I just thought it would be a nice gesture, since you guys took me in and all.”

You downed the pills, which you were told were Tylenol, and he poured you a cup of tea. They really did enjoy their tea.

“Do you remember everything from last night?” Raphael asked you slowly.

You paused. Was this a trick question? Did y’all do stuff last night that you might not remember? Your nether areas felt fine, so you figured you didn’t. You didn’t feel sore, but your body did feel like it could sleep all day.

“Last thing I remember was answering your truth question.” You chose your words extra carefully.

He clicked his tongue. “Do you remember what you said?”

“A little?” You gave him a small shrug.

Then it hit you.

What you said.

Oh, fuck. Did you really tell him you weren’t sure he would meet your expectations?

What an asshole response!

And you admitted that he had been your favorite?

There you went again with your face getting hot.

“I think you remember now,” Raphael said softly, though when you looked up, he was smiling. “Really tore through me, huh?”

“I really shouldn’t have said that, I just felt so on the spot-” you stammered. “Yeah, you were always the one I looked up and read about, but- that stuff’s kind of embarrassing to admit, you know? Especially in front of everybody.”

“You made me eat a lemon.”

You scoffed. “You would have made me do worse if I had chosen dare.”

He paused. “You’re probably right. But seriously, did you mean what you said last night? Did meeting me not meet your expectations?”

This was the most genuine you had ever heard him be. It stung that he might have believed those things you said. Why did you have to be such an ass?

“No,” you said firmly. “I just didn’t want to admit it. Again, it’s kind of embarrassing. It’s a dream come true to be here, but the expectations are everywhere.”

He listened intently as you explained your view on fanfiction in your universe. How everybody wrote everybody different- there’s a general personality each character has but when placed in situations that aren’t canon, you can’t really predict how each one would react.

“A lot of it is imagining how you guys would react in a relationship setting, which is hard because we never truly see you guys in those situations. One writer might think you act one way, one might think totally different. The general consensus with you is that you’re passionate, feisty, have a soft side for your significant other, and very ‘wears the pants in the relationship’.”

You were a little uncomfortable explaining this to him, but he had a right to know how he was portrayed. You just hoped this wouldn’t ruin his opinion of you or your chances of being together.

Raphael went silent for longer than you were comfortable with.

You sighed, leaning back against the wall you were sitting against. “Too much?”

Then he started laughing.

“You really are somethin’ else, Y/N.”

Was that it?

He just smiled and shook his head. “To think you’re imagining me in a relationship and I’m imagining you in red.”

“You- what?”

“C’mere already.”

Who were you to deny him?