by raph

I have a Chompy speculation...

Remember when Tokka let Raph keep Chompy?

It struck me as odd. 

Chompy is Tokka’s baby. Using her mommy powers of omniscience, she tracked him down and flew millions of miles through space to retrieve him. She was ready to destroy New York City to find him and bring him home.

Yet after Raph surrendered him without a fight, she let him keep Chompy. She then flew away, basically making the trip for nothing.

I began to wonder, what mother just gives up her child like that?

If I had a child who went missing, and someone benevolent found him or her and took good care of them until I came to reclaim the them, I would be very grateful to the person who found them, but I’d still want my child back. Even if they’d grown attached to my child, I’d be like, “I’m sorry about this, and thank you for all you’ve done, but I need to take them back now.”

So why would Tokka give up Chompy just because Raph loves him?

I tried to think of reasons why a mother would be willing to give up her child, and I remembered the story about two women going to King Solomon fighting over a baby. The first one said the second rolled over in her sleep and crushed her own son and he died, so she switched their babies. When the first woman woke up, she saw her son was dead but then noticed it wasn’t really her son. The second woman was like, “Nope! He’s yours! Yours died. The living one is mine!” So King Solomon was like, “Okay, someone bring me a sword. We’ll cut him in half so each of you gets part of him.”
The first woman said, “No! She can have my son, just let him live!” and the other woman was like, “Go ahead and kill him. Then neither of us will have a child.” King Solomon then knew who the real mother was.

My point is, a real mother would rather give up her child than have them die.

It made me wonder if something awful would have happened to Chompy if he were taken away from Raph. 

Even in “The Ever-Burning Fire,” Chompy was very attached to Raph and reluctant to leave him. I mean, Raph was the first living thing Chompy saw when he hatched. 

Maybe Vorkathian fire tortoises imprint on the first living thing they see. 

No, I ain’t talkin’ about the imprinting in Twilight. 

Google defines imprint (in zoology) as “(of a young animal) come to recognize (another animal, person, or thing) as a parent or other object of habitual trust.”

Chompy may know by instinct that Tokka is his mom…

…but you can totally tell he sees Raph as his caretaker. 

What if young Vorkathian fire tortoises die if separated from the one on whom they’ve imprinted? 

Chompy was so excited to see his mom, but the moment he realized she was taking him away from Raph, he became distressed.

He immediately tried to look for a way to get back to Raph, and when he couldn’t find a way, he cried out for his dada. 

(Understandable even without this depressing theory, of course… all babies go through a period of separation anxiety.) 

When Tokka gave Chompy back, you can see Chompy shaking as though he were crying and sniffling. 

But do Vorkathian fire tortoises cry? What if Chompy was shaking because the distress of being separated from Raph was already causing him to give up and shut down? 
What if Tokka let Raph keep Chompy because she knew her baby would quickly die without him? 

How each turtle acts after having sex: Raphael

Originally posted by jaguna

Raph:

Ooohh boy. Raphael would basically…destroy you in bed. You both would be laying in bed both panting and covered in sweat. He leans over places a few kisses and on your face and neck and starts to get out of bed. You looked at him with half-lidded eyes and a little smirk. Raph sent a smirk back to you.

“I’ll be right back, baby. Gotta shower.” Raph said. You nodded you head and started to drift off. He put on his shorts and started towards the bathroom. Everyone would immediately know that Raph had just had sex because after the shower would turn on, it wouldn’t be long before you would hear a certain song being played through his small Bluetooth speaker.

“Freak Me by Silk”

“Aw sick, Raph had sex. That stupid song is playing again.” Donnie would mumble while he would work on a project.

TMNT Headcanon: “The future only belongs...”

Hi hi hi. *bounce*  Soo, you know I couldn’t help myself and started headcanoning and head-writing as soon as “When Worlds Collide” was over, and I wrote this bit over the past week while writing other stuff, and it’s going to be a really long fic with actual science and characters wondering Hey yeah why is that a thing because heck off writers the fans may as well do better than you.

Also my husband is like Donnie level nerd/geek for physics, chemistry, engineering, astrophysics, biology; and I have a habit of randomly asking him strange things that he randomly has the answers to. And generally when I come to him and the first thing out of my mouth is something like “So if a character has electrokinetic powers what sort of stuff could they do around the house?” I expect a realistic answer that takes two hours and includes a visual lesson on electrons and photons.

Sooo yeah, here’s a sneak peek at a fic that is tentatively titled “Electric Youth” because I was a child in the 1980s, but it could change (if you don’t get the reference, try to guess) as the story happens. Also if you want, comment or PM me or PM me at FFnet especially if you know stuff about electric-powered superheroes.

Keep reading

What the turtles like to do in bed~

Leo:

- BDSM (Bondage/Discipline/Slave/Master)

- Shibari (Japanese style of bondage)

- Wax play

- enjoys top and bottom equally


Raph:

- Impact play

- Rough sex

- Sadist (enjoys giving pain)

- top


Donnie:

- Safewords

- ass-play (giving)

- sensory deprivation

- usually bottom sometimes top


Mikey:

- service top

- spanking

- foreplay

- usually top sometimes bottom

Malware by 07kiwa (deviantart)
The style of this looks like it’s a parody of a movie or a video game. I’m not familiar with it, but if you know the source their spoof let me know, because I really like this piece but have no idea if it’s a parody or not!

I have no idea why I did them in my free time, instead of sleeping (smthing I really need right now XD)
I’m in my tmnt phase again, so… here’s some humanized cool turtles!
I think they’re from the 2014/2016 movies versions..? I’ve watched those movies in loop for a week or so ahahah I totally memorized them  ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

Hold Me

Originally posted by alphabetbet

Raphael x Reader

Hold Me

Prompt: Could you write a Raph one where his s/o is in a random mood for major cuddles and he gives in to her cravings for affection and practically showers her in it with lots of fluff??? Thanks! 😄😄😄

You stared at your phone for a few long moments. You needed cuddles. And you needed them now. You picked up your phone and pulled up Raph’s contact and punched in a text.

Hey.

Hey.

Can you come over? Pretty, pretty please?

Yeah, why?

I’m looooonely. And booooored. And…I really need someone to cuddle with.

Do ya think I’m some sorta personal teddy bear, shorty?

Pleeeeeaaaaaase?

The guys are gonna tease me.

Then don’t tell them.

Raph?

U there?

Idk if you’re worth gettin’ teased over…

Raaaaaaaaph.

Hush. I’m comin’. Give me a minute.

Yesssssss.

Dork.

You love it.

I know. Yer lucky I care.

I know.

You waited for the big buff turtle in red to show up at your window. He wasn’t your boyfriend, despite the feelings you hoped he shared. But God, you wanted him to be your boyfriend. Personally, Raphael hadn’t asked you out for one reason: he though he wasn’t good enough for you. You were pretty, smart, funny, and worst of all…you were human. A pretty, smart, funny human girl could have any guy on the face of the earth. Why would you want a mutant reject that lived in the sewers?

But nonetheless, he showed up at your window a few minutes later, heart pounding and extremely nervous for whatever was going to come next. Sure, the two of you had had movie nights, but you had never cuddled. Ever. He wasn’t even sure why you had asked him to come here to satisfy your craving for touch.

Three taps on the window signaled his arrival. You slid the window up and helped him clamber inside. He looked down at you in your cute little Deadpool onesie. And though he tried to ignore it, he couldn’t deny that you looked good in red. Really good.

“Well, you look cozy.” He smirked. You smiled.

“Picked out a movie for us.”

“Oh yeah? Which one?”

“Fantastic Four.”

“Are ya kiddin’ me?”

“Nope.”

“Yer kiddin’ me. Didn’t that bomb?”

“Yeah, but…” you blushed at the thought that ran through your head. “Nevermind. Just settle in. I’ll make the popcorn. Wanted it to be fresh.”

He watched you run off to the kitchen while he got settled in your bed. It creaked under his weight. God, sometimes he forgot how heavy he was. How huge he was. And then there was you, this delicate little flower that he was so scared he would break.

Every time he thought about you, his heart did a backflip. The mere inkling of you was enough to drive him crazy. The thought of your tiny little hands in his, your tiny little feet and all of your adorable human toes. And then came the thoughts of how your skin would feel against his, how soft and silky it must be compared to his rough scales and callouses.

He exhaled a sigh, mentally scolding himself. There was no reason to tease himself with something he couldn’t have.

“Comfy?” You asked, setting the popcorn on the table beside your bed, which was pushed up against the wall. Raph was hunkered into your mound of pillows, half laying down, half propped up.

“Y-yeah. Sure am.” He wanted to punch himself for stuttering. You smirked a little and hopped into the bed beside him, transitioning to a comfy position laying on top of him, head pressed against his plastron. And there, thump-thumping in his chest was his heart. You smiled as you listened to it hammer, faster and faster with each second you were there with him. “Am I doin’ this right?”

“Doing what right?”

“You know…cuddlin’. Or whatever.” He paused, exhaling a somewhat embarrassed breath. “I ain’t exactly a pro.”

“You’re doing fine.” You giggled. “Just…here.” You pulled one of his muscular arms around your back and snuggled deeper into his plastron. “Perfect.”

“All right. Good.” He grabbed a handful of popcorn with his free hand and you started the movie.

***

“So which of ‘em’s yer favorite?” he asked as the credits rolled. Your heart hammered. Here was the moment. The moment you were hoping he would set up. And now you could finally take the opportunity laid out before you.

“The Thing.” You replied casually. He let out a little breath of surprise.

“Why’s that?”

“Because…” You blushed as deep as Raph’s mask. “I like my guys big and strong and a little rough around the edges.” You shrugged. “But I mean, where would I ever find a guy like that?”

“Yer sayin’…” It took him a few seconds to put the pieces together. “Me. Ya…ya like me.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“The reasons previously stated, and also: you might not admit it, but you, Raphael, are a huge softy and I love that.”

“I ain’t soft.”

“Look at us right now.”

“Point taken.”

“And your eyes are gorgeous.”

“Umm…”

“And you’re super buff and brave, and you’ve saved the world like twice and-”

“Why not Leo?” Raph’s words caused a sudden silence.

“What?”

“Leo’s all ‘uh those things. He could treat ya right.”

“Okay, but I don’t love Leo, Raph. I love you.”

“Y-you what?” Raph almost choked.

“I. Love. You.”

“I l-love you too.” He paused, mulling over the exchange that had just gone down. “So then are we…are ya my girlfriend?”

“Do you want me to be your girlfriend?”

“Hell yeah.”

“Then I think that answers that question, boyfriend.” You pressed a kiss to his cheek. And then it hit you. That was the first kiss he had ever received. Ever. The blush that spread across his cheeks only confirmed your theory. You were not going to let this moment pass without taking it one baby step further. You pressed a soft hand against his rough face and turned it to face you. His eyes darted from your lips back to your eyes and he gulped, green eyes wide as you leaned closer to him.

Raphael decided in a single moment that your lips were the softest things on earth. They were also the sweetest things he had ever tasted, freshly coated in cherry lip gloss. Bright and red and now they were his to kiss whenever he wanted. This night had taken an unexpected turn indeed. But he couldn’t complain. He would never complain, so long as he had you.

“So uh…now what?” He asked after a long pause.

“Well…we could pop in another movie and cuddle some more, or we could go back to the lair and brag to your brothers.” You suggested. Raph smirked, imagining the look on Leo’s dumb face when he came home with a girlfriend.

“We’re goin’ to the lair.”

“That’s what I thought.”