i cant believe all through hiatus y'all were like “raphael probably cried about this he probably has never felt pain like when simon betrayed him bc he’s never LOVED before” and then his first appearance is him showing up, saying “hey bud” , and calmly telling simon to get his life under fucking control and then left
What were Raphael and Simon really thinking during the whole ‘stick around’ scene in 1x11? And what happened after Clary’s departure?
“I like the way you handled yourself in this negotiation.” Raphael says, pleasantly surprised by Simon’s bravery to stand up to him and his loyalty to his friends. Maybe one day that loyalty would be transferred to Raphael and the clan. He hopes so. He hates the jealousy that wells within him when the fledgling chooses the Shadowhunters over him. ‘No,’ Raphael reprimands himself. ‘Over the clan, I mean.’ “Stick around.”
Based on a tumblr prompt from @gabrielthetricksterarchangel: who gets hungry in the middle of the night and who walks into the kitchen the next morning to find the first person passed out on the floor surrounded by pizza crusts?
“As far as Simon knew, everyone was born with a compass on their forearm, just below the wrist. Some of them were colored with swirling patterns, some of them were plain, some of them looked ancient and no one knew why, they just accepted it.”
AU where a person is born with a compass that leads them to their soulmate
In which Simon and Raphael go and meet Raphael’s bitter ex old friend, and Simon realizes some things.
“I want you to come with me,” Raphael admitted, probably aiming for casual, but to Simon he sounded embarrassed and anxious. Simon was, if possible, even more confused. “Why would you want me there? I’m not very good at this, this vampirething yet, if you haven’t noticed.” Raphael mumbled something under his breath, which sounded suspiciously like 'how could I have missed that’.
Raphael sighs, shaking his head more to himself than anything else as he reaches down for Simon and pulls the other boy up again. “That will be all for today” he pulls the bottom of his tank top up, using the material to wipe away sweat, unaware of Simon’s gaze tracking over his abdomen. “You did good but not good enough, even if you pinning me down was kind of hot”
“Well, how would you have done it? If you were going to ask someone out on your first date. What would Simon Lewis do to make the person you’re frenemies with, agree to go on a date with you?” “I would do it like this. Raphael Santiago, would you like to go to the movies with me?” “That wa - what?”
or: Three times Raphael tried to ask Simon on a date, and one time Simon asked him instead.
Simon is pretty sure Raphael is going to murder him one day, and it’s all going to be Clary’s fault, somehow.
"Listen, guys,” he started. “I don’t think you realize what kind of schedules vampires keep.” Everyone present - Clary, Jace, Izzy and Alec - looked at him with confusion. “What do you mean?” Jace asked, frowning more than usual. Simon gulped. “Imean, it’s, what, three o'clock? Raphael’s sleeping.” Or at least had been when Simon had sneaked out of the bed. “Or, you know, probably is. I wouldn’t know, personally, but it’s an educated guess.” Izzy looked at him with raised brows. Simon was seriously starting to think that his rambling was becoming a problem.
Raphael sat on the living room chair, the cup of tea Magnus had practically forced on him balanced on his knee, while Magnus himself was slouched on the sofa, laughing. “You,” he wheezed in between hysterical fits of giggles, “are going to propose? To Simon?” Raphael pursed his lips, praying for strength from anyone.
It’s not gay, it’s not gay, I’m totally not checking him out, he just had that stain on his right trouser leg….
Raphael is, apparently, a rich as fuck vampire, because the suit shop they go in is fancy as hell. They park in the basement, because, uh, sunlight, and even though dusk has fallen it’s better to be safe than sorry (sorry meaning dead). Raphael keeps smirking, which does nothing to help Simon’s inner mantra that consists of
I’m straight, I’m straight holy fuck is he licking his lip- I’m straight..
“This,” the vampire announces as they walk into the shop, smiling faintly, looking, almost for the first time since Simon’s met him, as if he’s relaxed, “is the greatest place in the world, Simon Lewis.”
He looks at him then, grinning, eyes dark, shining, looking more polished than ever but somehow oddly vulnerable, and Simon’s breath hitches, his insides turning to goo.
His mantra becomes
Let me not jump him, or, at least, not in public..
“Okay,” Simon says, shoving a shirt back into the overly ornate closet that takes up half his room, “this isn’t a nineties movie. There’s not going to be a shopping montage to indie rock chick music, and even though tiny backpacks are probably cool again, please don’t ever buy one.”
Raphael looks at him like he’s a moron. “Do you even understand half the stuff that comes out of your mouth?”
“Dios,” He whispers to himself, rubbing his face, but it doesn’t take away the absurd thought that’s crossed his mind. He types back a reply eventually and then rolls onto his back to stare at the ceiling. In the dark, the shape of coffee brown iris’ and plush pink lips smiling form. Raphael rolls over with a frustrated growl and grabs up his phone again sending the texts quickly before he can change his mind.
Aaaand fnished ! it has been a while i didn’t draw a couple. I mean, of
course there was this couple in my last comic, but it was not a
personnal work, nor my own characters. Anyway let me present you these two and I really hope you will like this drawing ! ^^“
lol I like how they did a little nod to Raphael and Alopex, since people ship them in the IDW version. But I suppose if she’s Tigerclaw’s sister in this version, she’s probably too old for him. XD
I also like that he still thinks about Mona, and he’s still loyal to her, even though he’s probably not sure he’ll see her again.
It makes sense that Raph would remain loyal to Mona even in his thoughts and feelings. Raph is arguably the most loyal of the turtles. Even when he thought Leo would never wake up, he still took care of him almost 24/7. Since Raph and Mona never actually broke up, of course he would remain loyal to her and think about her frequently.
I wonder if Raph talks to Chompy a lot about Mona… awww. <3
(If you despise the above mentioned ships, please by all means make your own post about it, rather than drag me into your pit of despair by reblogging my post and adding negativity. I have blocked many a blog for telling me the stuff I like is stupid. Thanksies in advance.)
Raph had felt bad plenty of times.
He felt bad all the times he lost his temper or snapped at someone. He felt bad every time his rash actions led to danger or pain. Every time he screwed up, he felt bad.
But this? This was the worst he had ever felt.
He held the smashed music box in his hand, staring at the dented silver that had once been beautiful. The music box had been with you since you were a baby, your mother had played it every night.
The design had been one of swirls and roses, that seemed to match the sweet lullabye perfectly. Your name had been inscribed on the front.
You had told him how much you loved the music box. That it still helped you sleep at night. Raph knew that it was the most important object that you owned, a prized possession. And he had smashed it.
You came over and looked at him.
“It’s not that bad. It can be fixed, Raphael.”
“It reminded me of ya.”
“The music box. It reminded me of ya. It was tiny and pretty and when I saw it, I just…thought of ya. And now I broke it.”
“Oh, babe…accidents happen. Breaking an old music box doesn’t mean that you’re a monster or anything. It doesn’t mean that you’re gonna hurt me.”
You took the music box and placed it on your nightstand.
“I’m sorry, tiger.”
“I know you are.”
You kissed his forehead and Raph started to feel a little bit okay.
Raphael is way at the back, on the stool closest to the door, and yet Simon finds his way to him anyway. He stands in front of Raphael for a few seconds, joining the girl in singing as if he’s serenading him. Raphael’s cheeks are almost unbearably hot now.
He even winks at Raphael before returning to the stage.