A Bit of Old Rock and Roll Raphael x Reader (2012)

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                                  Raphael x Reader (2012





Raphael growled as he continued to mope in the corner, his green orbs flicked in your direction. Apparently you were giving both Casey and Mikey a lesson in music. Strumming air guitar to an old rock song by some one named Joan Jett as you sang along, "I love rock and roll, so put another dime in the jukebox baby!" You'd been blasting music like this and dancing around all day, well you also helped with the cleaning but hadn't sacrificed your rhythm. "Some of this old stuff is pretty dope," Casey smiled and you rolled your eyes. "Pretty dope? I've been telling you I know good music," you scoffed folding your arms across your chest. Casey shrugged, "I'll admit you know some good metal bands." You growled at this and an eye brow twitched. You gave him a good hard punch on his arm, he laughed rubbing it, "Ouch." You smirked a bit at the thought crossing your mind as well as actually taking a swing at Jones even if it was playful. Growing more annoyed at the fact that you were completely unaffected by his bad mood, Raph continued to brood. An eye ridge twitched as his emerald gaze continued to watch you, the way your (h/l) (h/c) locks bounced as you danced around the living room, the light dancing in your (e/c) orbs, the smile spread across your soft, tasty lips that he longed to be feeling right now against his own, and your sweet voice that filled the air as you sang along. Shaking his head he grumbled, still upset that you'd pretty much ignored him all day, as your boyfriend wasn't he entitled to have your attention? There couldn't be one who was as ill tempered, impulsive, blunt, aggressive, opinionated, stubborn girl who annoyed him to no end like you. Yep there is no denying it, the three of you are of a certain kind, it's probably why you all butt heads and got along so much. Pretty much mirroring each other, which is why you both loved and wanted strangle one another.





It's not like you hadn't noticed, you were just trying to ignore it. It annoyed you to no end when Raph would brood, for one reason or another. You used to try and cheer him up when he'd get like this but a few to many arguments had really cast that ship a drift and sinking deep into the ocean. Normally you'd ignore it and continue on with your usual... whatever you did, but you were really starting to grow tired of it. And what had really been the final straw? Besides the fact you kept catching him staring at you and looking away when he'd realized you noticed, a song you just loved (A/n: If you don't like or know the song I'm sorry. If you don't know it you should really look it up, it's awesome.) had come one. Quickly rushing over to him you held your hand out, he examined it as if it'd punch him on it's own or something, you cleared your throat and he looked up at you questioningly. "What?" He asked quirking an eye ridge at you. Making a tsk sound as you rolled your eyes, you ordered, "Really? Take it." He obliged, slightly content and amused that you were finally paying attention to him. You gave his arm a tug and he asked, "What do you want?" He feigned annoyance and you huffed. "My jam is on! Come dance with me." You whined and he mulled the offer over in his mind a moment. "I really don't feel like." He smirked and you narrowed your eyes at him. You weren't in the mood for arguing, mainly because you didn't want to sully the mood this song put you in, shrugging you let go of his hand. "Fine. Stay here and brood, see if I care." You released an exasperated breath returning to the "dance floor". He watched you, speechless to your cold behavior. You didn't really like having to, but sometimes a bit of tough love and a kick in the pants was what a loved one needed. Raphael Hamato was no exception to this rule. As you started moving to the beat Mieky had joined you, laughter erupted from your lips as you both danced. "Hot patootie bless my soul, I really love that rock and roll!" You sang along. Mikey's baby blues lit up at the sound of your singing.





"This sounds so familiar. Who is this by?" Casey asked quirking a brow. You laughed and answered, "This song is from a cult classic, known as the Rocky Horror Picture Show. The song is called Hot Patootie, and the singer slash saxophone player is Meat Loaf. I played you a few other songs by him, you really liked his album art." Casey's brown hues lit up and he smiled a wide grin, "Oh yeah, he is super dope." You rolled your eyes smiling wider. Casey followed your rhythm and joined in, the sight made Raph's jaw lock. Not that he was jealous... okay not that'd he openly admit that he was, but Casey was the biggest flirt he'd ever known and the idea of his best friend hitting on you wasn't quite something that'd help his mood. He watched for a minuet, jumping up and striding until he stood between you. "Excuse you?" You huffed rolling your eyes. He remained silent as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer to him. Your (e/c) eyes studying his smug features, his green gaze un-moving from your perfect face, then he shrugged with a smug smirk and stated, "I'm cutting in." You smirked and retorted, "Thanks captain obvious." You both swung to the beat, Raph was partially familiar with the song since it was one of your favorites (A/n: Sorry if it's not.) your taste in music was fairly versatile but musicals just happened to be one of your guilty pleasures, and one thing that amused him was that your favorite songs usually ended up being the villain's. Like in Little Shop of Horrors, the dentist song was pretty catchy. You held both his hands, pulling away from him and coming closer to the beat of the song you loved so. Your (e/c) orbs twinkled in the dim light of the old lamp, your (h/c) hair smelled of the rose scented shampoo you enjoyed using, and the feel of your soft small in comparison hands in his made him smile. Taking a deep breath you sang along to one of your favorite parts (A/n: I totally shipped Eddie and Columbia, so this verse is one of my favorite scenes.).





My head used to swim with the perfume I smelt, my hands kind of fumbled with her white plastic belt.


I'd taste her baby pink lipstick and that's when I'd melt, she'd whisper in my ear that tonight she really was mine.


Get back in front put some hair oil on, Buddy Holly was singing his very last song.


With your arms around your girl you try to sing along, you felt pretty good woo, really had a good time!





Raph joined in at the chorus, "Hot patootie bless my soul! I really love that rock and roll!" You laughed as you playfully pushed him, he smirked and pulled you into him. The feel of his plastron against you made your cheeks flush a little. Looking up into his emerald eyes you could feel your heart start to pound, then you let out a yelp when he'd dropped pulling you along with him to the ground. Rolling around he'd wrestled with you, that was another thing he loved about you, you weren't afraid to get down and dirty. You pinned him on his carapace and his green orbs looked into your eyes lovingly. But you knew better, though you weren't as prepared for it as you thought when Raph managed to flip you over. The both of you fighting to pin the other down, but you tired out rather fast and tapped out once he had you in an arm bar. Then a devious spark flashed over his eyes as they traveled down to your trapped form, noticing the evil grin splayed over his lips your (e/c) eyes widened. Stuttering you asked, "Wh-what are you planniiiiiing?!" You began squirming and kicking as his large fingers hit your ticklish spots. "Nooooo! R-Raphael!" You shouted through fits of laughter. He held you fast as he continued to torture you in the most evil way possible. Your face had already begun to turn tomato red and you gasped trying to take in air. "M-mercy!" You pleaded struggling to break free. His evil smile grew wider and he laughed. "Come on short stack you can do it, break free and I'll stop. Or you could just give up and accept your fate." He laughed and you squealed. From what Mikey told you he was also ticklish but he had your arms pinned under you, it was unfair because if only you could get an arm free you'd be able to tickle him and break free. "R-Raph! P-Please, I'm going to pee!" You laughed writhing against him. He waited a few moments longer then decided to take pity on you, finally letting go he watched you get up and run for the bathroom.





He couldn't contain his laughter, your face was still so red and you were clearly out of breath. You couldn't stay mad at him, your smile widened at seeing him happy. "What's so damn funny?" You asked though you already knew the answer. He didn't answer, though he really didn't have to, just the look he'd given you made you roll your eyes. "Whatever." You feigned anger, though he could see right through your act. He reached up, holding out his large, green, three fingered hand out to you, eyeing it suspiciously you slowly reached for it. "Oh come on, it won't bite." He said sarcastically and rolled his eyes. Shaking your head you took it, he pulled you back down and wrapped an arm around you. Your (h/c) hair tickled his nose as he nuzzled your head, cuddling closer you sighed in content and closed your eyes. "You are such a butt." You growled and he chuckled. "Yeah but you love me." He softly spoke and you smiled. "Hmmm. Maybe." You teased. Though you really had the perfect opening you knew it'd be suicide to attempt revenge right this moment, even if you could easily exploit his ticklish spots you didn't have the strength to keep his from returning you to beneath him and deny you any mercy for trying. He ran his hand through your soft, (h/l), (h/c) tresses, breathing deep to take in the scent of your shampoo, absentmindedly massaging the small of your back as he did this, he blushed at the chur that escaped his lips when you trailed your hand over a specific spot on his neck and you giggled. Taking a deep breath you smiled, you could really sleep here like this, though it'd not be much of a good idea since you were laying on the ground near the television and Mikey liked to watch Crognar the Barbarian with high volume. You groaned at the thought of getting up right now. Feeling Raph's embrace tighten around you, you smirked as he growled at Mikey, "If you know what's good for you, you'll come back later." Mikey tried to protest but turned tail and left when you both shot him a glare. You'll make it up to him later, for now you just wanted to cuddle with your hothead terrapin and when he was comfortable enough take your revenge.





Author’s note: Thanks so much for the request. I also wanted to put in the songs that I listened to while writing this, don’t really know why. But if you want to look em up I guess, they kinda inspired this chapter, most of them.

I Love Rock and Roll - By Joan Jett

Hot Patootie and I Would Do Anything for Love - Meat Loaf

Dentist - From the Little Shop of Horrors performed by Steve Martin


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