📌 Everything drawn by me. All rights reserved. Raphael x FemReader: What happens when you stand on a manhole cover that starts to lift up with you on it? Y/N: I can fly. . .? ヽ(°〇°)ﾉ As the manhole cover slides to the side along with her on it, a large green head with a red mask pops out. Their eyes met. Raph: . . . Y/N: Σ(๑°o°๑) "Yer standin' on my exit," he growled. . . . Y/N: . . .Eh???? **This is meant to be a short story FULL of fluff, so do not read if you're looking for a deep-rooted plot. There is basically zero plot, everything's there just to continue the story. Each chapter is basically it's own day, so there is no continuation. Each chapter has its own scene.** ( tmnt bayverse 2014 film ) ( tmnt bayverse 2016 film ) ( fighter x instigator ) ( anger issues x crackhead energy )

Imagines for the great Jordan Riki, enjoy your stay and feel free to request anything you want

I said..." the golden stranger spat, "KNEEEEL!" he roared, banging his stick on the ground and creating a huge blue flash. All around me, people froze in place, and started... kneeling? Even the ones that didn't speak English kneeled obediently. Why are you listening to this psycho? I looked around frantically, praying not to be the only one left standing. Because I refuse to kneel to some scary jerk with a big stick! No way! Oh crap, I was the only one left standing. I looked around nervously. What am I doing? I spotted Cath giving me a terrified look like, Get down here right now, you idiot! But I refused to back down. Okay, no other option. Time to be a stupid teen, I thought frantically. "No," I said quietly, my eyes wide and muscles tense. I tried to suppress my scared tone, but I had a feeling I didn't sound very brave. I'm so dead I'm so dead! The man's eyes speared into my gut. I couldn't stop myself from trembling, but I tried desperately not to make it too obvious. "What?" he hissed with enough venom in his tone to scare a rattlesnake. Tears collected in the corner of my eyes, and a cold feeling started to make its way through my stomach and hands. "I. Said. No," I managed to get out. His eyes narrowed. A jolt of terror ran through me. What's he going to do? Slowly, like a lion that cornered its prey, he stepped towards me. The voices in my head rose to a crescendo, warring in my brain as he reached a pale, long-fingered hand for my head. I tried to run, to scream, to hit him, to do anything to stop him from doing whatever he was about to do, but my body was petrified by the tendrils of terror running through it. He smirked, causing a sickening burst of fear to rush to my head. What is he doing WHAT IS HE DOING-? Then he pressed his hand to my forehead and a green light flared where his skin met mine. I had just enough time to look at him like Are you crazy? before the world went black.