#Immogene and Raphael

[room-of-torture]

Immogene stands at his door with a slight quirk of her lips. Her costume is simple. A pair of cat ears and a tail. Her eyes are outlined and shadowed in black and pewter.

The door opens and the light from inside is almost blacked out from his form.

When she meets his gaze she can’t help her smile from growing. “I would like to ask for a treat, but I know you have tricks you have up your sleeve.”

She eyes his arms. “And that’s a whole lotta sleeve.”

*********

Raphael turned to give an amused chuckle before his lips curved into a lopsided smirk. “Well, it’s always a treat ta see ya, Firecracker…or should I say Pussycat?” His baritone voice rumbled within his chest. He walked over to the curvaceous red-head before gliding his large hands around her waist—slowly bring her body to press against his. He almost growled at feeling her soft curves.

Once he brought Immogene close enough to see her beautiful face—his usual intense amber gaze soften as it seemed to do whenever he saw her. “Unfortunately I don’t have a trick this year but—“ The terrapin leaned down enough until his breath tickled her earlobe, “—I have a treat beneath my sheets that will have ya purrin’ an’ warm all night.”

He brought his face back up and his lips brushed against her’s before he pressed a soft kiss. “Happy Halloween, Immogene…”

@waterstar2016

[waterstar2016]

[turtle-babe83]

All Revved Up

Raph x Immogene

For the lovely @waterstar2016 ♥️ Not gonna lie, I’m a little nervous about writing for such a well established OC from a writer I admire. I hope I do her justice. It’s an honor to write for Immogene.

Also, thank you for your incredible patience in waiting for this. ♥️♥️♥️♥️

Warning: Language and NSFW 18+ only

Immogene wiped the sweat from her perfectly arched brows with a dirty rag. Oil and grease streaked her arms and sunk under her nails. But by god, her bike was going to run like a dream. Putting away her tools, she sighed. Tomorrow she would take it for a ride, tonight she just wanted a shower and a drink. After washing the worst of it off her hands with some gritty mechanics soap, she locked up and headed home to her apartment.

Letting herself in, she kicked off her boots and headed straight for the bathroom, whipping her bra off on the way. Immogene sighed contentedly as the hot water rolled down her curves, taking with it the sweat and the grime of the afternoon. As she dried off, she called in a quick order to her favorite pizza joint and then dressed in a loose tank top and yoga shorts. She was just opening the refrigerator for a cold beer when she heard the unmistakable thump of large feet on her fire escape. She grabbed a second beer as Raphael squeezed through the window.

“Good evening, Raphael,” she murmured, offering the cold brew.

Raph’s signature smirk was on full display as he took it from her and downed it in two gulps. Gen lifted a perfect brow.

“Thirsty?” she asked, wryly.

He shrugged, “So, how did it go? Didja get that piece on that was givin’ ya hell?”

“Yes, finally,” she murmured, taking a swig of her own beer.

Raph took a seat on her couch and spread his legs. His gaze trailed over her long, lean form appreciatively.

“Ya know, I think I like it even betta when ya dress down,” he observed. “Don’t get me wrong, ya look fuckin’ hot in leather and tight jeans. But right now?”

Raphael growled his admiration. A longing look thickened the air between them, and Gen wondered how it was possible to have the shivers when she felt so heated. Those clear green eyes of his bored into hers, daring her to take the few steps needed to place her in his reach. It was always so intense between them. His desire for her found its way to the surface unerringly every time and her matching lust burned like lava beneath her skin. Her feet were moving before she even realized what she was doing. His triumphant grin faltered at the sound of the doorbell buzzing.

“The pizza,” Immogene explained, changing direction.

By the time she had paid and tipped the delivery girl, Raph had gotten up and made his way into the kitchen. He knew where everything was so she wasn’t surprised to see plates set out and fresh beers for each of them. Humming her approval, she opened the pizza box and breathed deep of the cheesy goodness. They spoke little while they ate. The air still crackled with sexual tension despite the interruption. Immogene licked and sucked at the sauce on her fingers while staring into his eyes, hers alight with mischief.

“There ya go again, tempting tha devil,” he murmured, taking a big swig of his beer.

Her tongue slipped out to delicately lick the corner of her full mouth, and Raphael couldn’t suppress his growl.

“Oh,” she quipped playfully, “have I aroused your interest?”

The brute barked out a sharp laugh, “Fuckin’ hell, woman! When it comes to yer fine ass..."

He smacked his lips lasciviously and growled low, "I'm ready ta go in seconds."

Gen flashed him a knowing smile, sauntering around the table with an indecent sway to her broad hips, and just as he lifted a hand to reach for her, she snatched his plate and headed towards the sink. She heard his bottle of beer clank down on the table and hid her smile as she opened the dishwasher to load it. His muttered "tease" nearly broke her facade as she held in a giggle. She loved this playfulness between them. It was just as much a part of the foreplay as the touching and tasting. It was no surprise when he palmed her ass and then gave it a good sound smack. She stood slowly, making sure to rub her backside against him as she rose. Raph's massive hands grasped her waist tightly, then in a surprising move, he gentled his grip and slid his fingers under the hem of her tank. His fingertips circled her skin softly, just enough to elicit goosebumps, and then his hot mouth opened over the pulse in her neck. Immogene gasped in pleasure as he lapped and sucked at the tender spot. Her arm reached back and angled around his head as she held him to her.

A stuttered sigh escaped her, and he lifted one hand to her mouth, pressing a calloused green finger between her cherry lips. She swirled her tongue around it and sucked, causing him to buck his hips and grind his hardening erection against her ass. She moaned around the thick digit and sucked harder, stoking the flames ever higher. Raphael groaned and suddenly, she found herself on her back on the island peninsula. One large mitt cradled her head, while the other jerked her bottoms clean off. Sliding his free hand under her derriere, he held her carefully so that she could watch in comfort as he feasted between her thighs. He eyed his prize carefully then glanced up at her smug expression.

"Yer wet, but I think ya can do betta than this."

With that, he dove right in. No one had ever eaten her out the way he could. There was no finesse. He lapped, he slurped, he was covered in her cum before the end. Gen felt a wild thrill every time he lifted his face with her juices dripping off his chin. Tonight, he went straight for the kill, thrusting his wide tongue deep within her velvety walls with fervor. She wanted to roll her hips, but he held her tightly to his mouth, leaving no room for movement. She was getting close already, dammit. He released her head to grab at her hips with both hands, lifting her to reach a deeper angle.

"Raph!" she moaned, head tossing from side to side, "Please!"

His tongue pulled out suddenly, but before she could curse him for it, he began to lap aggressively at her clit. Her mouth snapped shut and she took advantage of the moment to buck up. He grabbed her hands and placed them on top of his bald head, and she laughed breathlessly as she understood what he wanted. Pressing down hard, she ground his face into her pussy as he suckled her sensitive nub. He growled and snorted for air, loving when she took control like this. Gen may have been half his size as a human, but she was every bit his equal. A string of curses signaled her release, but he didn't stop licking until her hands fell limp to her sides. The counter was a mess of her cum and his saliva, and he relished the thought of marking another part of her apartment with their mixed scents.

The tender way he lifted her and carried her back to her bedroom was completely at odds with the way she knew he would soon be indulging in her body. Raphael was always mindful of his strength, but he knew exactly how much her Amazonian frame could handle. So, she was shocked when he set her on the edge of the bed, tugging her top over her head and capturing her lips in a very tender, sensual liplock. He undressed slowly, watching her through hooded eyes as he stripped bare. Immogene swallowed hard as inch after inch of his beautifully sculpted body was unveiled. God, he was stunning. Her fingers itched to grab her paints and a canvas with such a perfect model standing tall before her.

Raph watched the war in her eyes. He enjoyed her mind as much as her delectable curves. Smart, creative, fierce, and all his. She leaned back as he approached the bed to crawl over her, then he scooped an arm around her middle and flipped to his shell. Shoving her pillows under his head, he smirked at the bewildered look on her face. She lifted a brow as she sat straddled across his trim waist.

"That's ma girl," he murmured. "Ride me. Show me how yer gonna squeeze that bike between yer thighs."

A slow smile curled her lips and she lifted herself up and caught the tip of his cock at her entrance. She slid down, keeping her walls clenched tight, and reveled at the look of pleasure and pain on his face.

"Fuck, yer tryin' to kill me 'ere, Gen," he groaned.

Immogene grinned, “Then you’ll die a happy man.”

Placing her hands on the top of his plastron, she dug her nails into his chest and rocked her hips. Her eyes nearly rolled back in her head at the way his girth rubbed her walls so deliciously. As she bounced on his cock, he gripped the pillows on either side of his head, trying to let her control the pace. Her warmth surrounded him and bathed him in pure unadulterated bliss. As she picked up the pace, her short nails dug deeper into his skin, and he wished for a moment that she could break the thick skin and mark him. Her full breasts swayed with the motion and he couldn’t help sitting up slightly to take one pert nipple in his mouth. The angle pressed her clit against the rough bottom edge of his plastron. 

“Oh damn,” she breathed, feeling another orgasm building low.

Raph let go of her nipple with a wet pop, looking down where they were joined. She was getting close again, he could tell by the manic rhythm she set.

“That’s it,” he cooed, “take what ya need, babygirl. This is all yers.”

Immogene blinked at the unexpected sweetness from the big burly brute. His eyes were sincere and more vulnerable than she was used to seeing. His hands slid to her hips, unable to help himself as he thrust up each time she slammed down. Like a well-oiled machine, they moved in perfect synchrony, racing towards the finish line. Sweat coated their flesh as they slid against one another and as she felt the first wave of her orgasm crest, he jerked her to him in a bruising kiss. He swallowed every moan hungrily, coaxing her tongue into a fierce dance. The second he felt her begin to relax, he rolled them over and pushed her legs up to her chest and wide. His hips pistoned wildly as he chased down his own release.

“Fuuuuck!” he roared as he emptied himself hard enough to make his balls ache.

Sweat dripped from his face, as he held himself up. Wouldn’t do to crush the woman who just fucked him dry. Raphael fell over to the side, quickly gathering her into his arms. He was breathing hard, pressing soft kisses to the nape of her neck.

“That was….a nice surprise,” Immogene noted, carefully.

Raph grunted.

“Yeah, well, ya know what that domestic shit does ta me. Seein’ ya all dressed down, just us an’ beer an’ pizza. I just…well, ya know?” he mumbled into her deep red locks.

Gen smiled to herself. Her brute.

“Yeah, Red, I know.”

♥️

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[givethemshell]

Gen in her favorite color 😍

@waterstar2016

[themafia-terrapins]

I have a hard time with angst.

But.

Although Raphael “likes“ Immogene, he pushes down any feelings towards her, tout suite. So, maybe a spin off of one of the prompts. Why does she keep popping up? He probably knows…but the Brute doesn’t pussy foot around when he wants to know something.

Thank you!

i feel like i've definitely misinterpreted this lmao but i hope you enjoy regardless ❤ i wanted to have convo between them two originally but it didn't go to plan so it's him and don. hence why it's so rushed 😭

♧♧♧

"you like her" donatello skimmed his fingers gently against the wall as he walked in. he sat upon the chairs, eyes watching his older brother carefully. he deduced the following observations, one that his hot-headed brother was unnaturally quiet and the second was something, or rather someone, plagued his thoughts

"hm?" the brute was captured in a daydream, his toothpick caught between his scarred lips as his fingers toyed with his pen, dangerously close to snapping.

"immogene" it was her name that startled him, the pen shattering and flying opposite sides of the room. raphael composed himself, sitting upright as he eyed the genius carefully. the other looked at him calmly, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. he knew, of course he did.

"i don't-"

"don't insult me by pretending, raph. i know she's what been on your mind these last few days. i'm not here to judge you. but... as your brother i'm asking you truthfully do you know what you're getting yourself into?" donnie raised his eyebrow, his arms crossed over his chest.

"no... for that first time in my life i don't know what i'm getting myself into. and i don't care, i don't want to know. i just wanted to experience this feeling for tha first time" raphael sighed, his head in his hands

"she's so unlike kiki. her mannerism, her characteristics, everythin" the brute replied thoughtfully, thinking back to the bar and the encounters for the first time.

"don't kid yourself that something there. don't have...." they both looked at each other, understanding the last word silently. hope, don't have hope

it made him sad, how many times they needed help and how many times the world shut it's eyes and ears. how him and his brothers couldn't rely on anybody.

"one thing i don't get is why me? anyone in the world but she wants ta know about tha mutant turtle wit a target on his head" he gazed wistfully from the window, wishing for once he was one of those people scurrying hope to his significant other. away from the murders and the blood and the screaming and fighting. wishing that perhaps once in his life he would've have a normal relationship.

"ya can't love a villain in this world. no human can't love someone like us, don. it doesn't happen, its not natural" he leaned against the desk, his head bowed while his mind was poisonous montage replaying all those bittersweet moments. moments he may never get to experience again.

"and in tha end, i can't even guarantee her safety. i can't guarantee they won't get ta her. they won't torture her, they won't hurt her. i can't promise to rescue her in time" raph inhaled a shaky breath, knowing that he'd never be able to feel this way again. knowing that this couldn't happen again.

he couldn't jeopardise her life for his pleasure. he would not watch someone life fall apart because of him again

"i gotta stop. we can't be together, why hold onto hope? why torture myself with possibilities that'll never happen. i gotta stop pretending we ever had a chance. i gotta stop pretending she was the...." with every unsaid word his heart grew heavier, at any moment it would burst and those feelings he had done such a good job of hiding would reveal themselves.

a strange yearning took over his heart, he was surrounded by many people but nobody really knew him intimately. she had come close but it was enough to make the beast back into the corner.

for if he revealed his true self, could she take the horrors that lay just behind the shadows? could she see him as he was and still love the mutant? perhaps not, perhaps she'd go running for the hills and who could blame her? in this world, nothing beautiful existed. not in the mafia. they took everything good and beautiful and destroyed. obliterated it until it was dust.

sometimes love simply wasn't enough to keep two souls together.

[the-four-terrapins]

Immogene turns the corner and stops when she sees the massive shell a few feet in front of her.

She can’t help the smile that forms on her lips, not the softening in her eyes.

“Long time no see, Raphael.”

When he turns, the only warning she gives him of her intention is a quirk of her lips.

She quickly closes the distance between them and leaps up wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs low around his waist.

Her green eyes, dancing with humour meet his.

“Hi.”

As the amazon spider monkey hit, one thick arm went around her waist and the other hooking just under her backside. A deep chuckle filter from his throat as their eye met.

“Well hello to you too spider monkey. How the fuck have ya been? Hopefully not having too much fun without me?”

[tri-point-bruiser]

Mmmph. Another one where I feel that I can’t be greedy and choose more than a few letters. There’s 26! I would love to hear all of Raphael’s Alphabet song.

Ok. C, G and T please. Thank you (and I might have brushed my cheek against your jaw)

Immogene

G: Gentle (Describe gentle/loving mid-sex gestures) Raphael is always aware that he needs to be gentle with his partner, even if they beg him to be rough. He knows he can only let go so much before it gets dangerous. That doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy being gentle. Sometimes, especially when he is feeling fragile or needy he will insist his partner be on top while he is sitting up, so they can face each other. He will press is forehead to theirs and keep that position. That forehead touch can be more intimate than a kiss for him.

T: Teasing (Who’s the tease in the relationship? What do they do? How often?) Raphael will tease the absolute fuck out of his partner. He is the master of drawing it out and pushing at their control. Once he knows your weaknesses it is over for you. Be it with words, gestures, or actions, Raphael will find a way to tease. That being said, he knows the limits and will respect any boundaries set. One thing he likes to do to tease his partner is send voicemails to them while they are working. He has yet to have a partner that doesn't get off from his voice and he will 100% use it against you as often as you let him get away with it. Those sexy voice mails will keep coming until you can't think of anything else but making him live up to those promises.

[bloody-hands-pure-hearts1329]

Haunting my Dreams TMNT Crossover Supernatural dark Au (closed Rp with @Immogene-waters)

Prologue

Tale of two fathers.

There where to fathers with their sons walking down the streets of the big city at night.

One of them a broken man with two sons called Dean and Sam.

The other a  mutant rat named Master Splinter  who adopted four turtle tots he named after his favorite artists Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello and Michelangelo.

the broken man with the name Winchester confused the mutant rat with a monster he made his life goal to hunt down to found the yellow eyed demon who took his wifes life.

After a short fight both where stopped by their childrens cries. Both found a friend in each others eyes.

The hunter teached the rat about the creatures hiddin in darkness. Leaving some books and weapons behind for him to protect the city from them.

The hunter raised his children as hunters.

While the rat decided to raise his sons as his children and teached them ninjutus but he kept hidden the cruel true from them.

For many years until they where ready for it but as the day came it was already to late...

Many years later:

The city was half destroyed one half was under the control of the Shredder and other creatures he made a pakt with.

Raphael, Mikey and Tennin, the guardian angel of the turtles and also the angel who took over Leonardo as vessel to safe his life. 

Donatello was lost for almost a year now after a demon possesed him no one knew where he went after the tragedy happend.

Raphael groaned rubbing the deep scar over his lost right eyes while Mikey talked with Tenning, Mikey left silver arm shining brightly in the moonlight. As he felt his brothers eyes on him he looked back. There was nothing left of the cheerful soul who was once living inside him only deep sadness and pure hate against his older brother. The red clad brute understand him but he did what was needed to protect all after they lost Leo to this Angel guy. Who kept on telling him that Leonardo was still alive deep inside of his mind and this was been the only way to safe him.

“Okay listing here ya and take the south I take the west we will met before the hellhole to kill the rest before the sun goes up” he told them short all nodded silently before they went their way ready for their new and old job but now as hunters of anything that could hurt the last free citizen of new york city.

@immogene-waters

[aurora-the-kunoichi]

**Empty blogs will be blocked**

Master List

I have been asked for my Master List once again. Took me a bit to finished it but here it is

Do NOT post my work on any other platform. Reblogs only please.

For The Love Of Shell ( My baby and OC Story) - Active

In its entirety on AO3

The Forgotten - Active

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

A Year Without - Finished

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Prologue 

Aftermath - Active

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chance Meetings - Finished 

Chapter One

Chapter Two 

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven 

Chapter Twelve 

The Red Brute - Finished

Part One

Part Two

Meeting Ms. Jones (For @blossom-skies) - Finished

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Cat and Mouse - Finished

Part One

Part Two

The Collector - Finished? (RP Starter?)

Chapter One

Bishop’s Angel - Active

Part One

Part Two

Obsession - Active

Part One

One Shots

Donnie and Noemi Comfort

Donnie

Donnie The Watcher

I Can’t Do This Anymore

The Two Alphas

Alone With Crimson

Cock Stuffed

Lost And Found

Warm Bath

About Fucking Time

Forced Time

Mine 

Quarantine Comfort 

Ruined By Raphael.

Voyeur 

Nocturnal Visit

Comfort For Jen

A Change for the Better

Alonia and Leonardo (Something @waterstar2016 and I did for @alonia143​

Green With Envy

Interrupted Meditation 

Mela’s First Time (My my sweet @kawaiibunga​)

The Hunger

Kanji

The Release of Tension

The Mafia Desk Dilemma

A Choice

Training

Asks

Turtles and Pregnancy 

Leo and Daughter of Zeus 

April Fools

Donnie and Nonnie

Leo and Nonnie

Angst With The Alpha’s

Immogene and Raphael (For my friend @waterstar2016​)

The Devils Triangle

I hope I didn’t forget anything. 

[the-red-brute]

Good day, Raphael. Just thought I would take a moment and introduce myself. I’m Immogene and delighted to see your little, or should I say large corner here.

Immogene hmmmm, that's another beautiful name. I am very pleased you stopped by. I do have to say those pants are fittin you just right.

[waterstar2016]

When she looks at Raphael

[ravenousmonstrosity]

Accidental sexiness? *grins* I’ll play.

Maybe you’ll let me know if Raphael found this scenario sexy?

Immogene working on her bike. She’s laying on her side on the cement of her garage floor. Her tank top has ridden up as she’s wrenching away and it’s gone unnoticed or it doesn’t bother her. She’s too in tune to her tuning.

Her jeans hug the top of her hips and the tattoo that covers most of the left side of her body is revealed. With a hand that is covered in grease she wipes a tendril of hair that escaped her braid off of her face. Leaving a telltale black mark on her cheekbone. Feet bare they are tapping the floor to the beat of her favourite music.

[givethemshell]

Immogene leans against the door frame and looks at the shell of the terrapin that always made her heart trip. “Happy New Year, Raphael.”

Raphael's head tipped up at the voice as a large smile spread over his face.

"Well, well, well... Looket what the cat dragged in..." He hummed, leaning back against his workbench as his eyes traveled up and down her thick, curved frame. "Happy is an understatement baby girl... I can give you an example if you'd like one..."

@waterstar2016

[themafia-terrapins]

Raphael.

“Why is it that Christmas time makes us think of those both near…and not so near.” Immogene chuckled softly. “A different way of ‘Pine’ing I guess.”

Tucking a stay curl behind her ear she smiles softly. “I always think of you with fondness though.”

She pauses to consider her words. “I don’t think you’re one for the traditional seasonal greetings. So, instead I wish that if it’s cold, you are warm you find something that makes you smirk.”

Raphael looked up from his desk, his hands paused as they flipped to his next page. The frown on his forehead loosened the slightest, his face was unreadable as he analysed her from top to bottom.

A strange feeling entered him, something foreign. Something he hadn't felt in years, a promise. Promise of hope, promise of companion around this time. But the last time time he was this vulnerable to someone, she ended up being the biggest thorn in his side. So he forced it down, forced it to not rear its ugly head ever again. Instead he glanced at her once more, this time reclining a little back so he saw her in all her glory. He had no shame letting his eyes flicker up and down her figure, finally resting at those eyes.

So many words he so badly wanted to say but one could pass his lips. He settled on the first thing to his head, a short chuckle escaping his scarred lips as he lifted his drink.

"Well well, ain't it Cherry? How ya been?" He leans back on his chair, his hand around his glass of whiskey. His head was ever so gently tilted to the right, his eyes sparkling under the chandelier. Not a smile on his face but his eyes showed what he felt, the smallest hint of curiosity. Wonder. Why did she come here? Why him of all people?

[the-four-terrapins]

“Warming each other up of course.” She chuckles softly. “I think we could start with a glass of whiskey. I know you have a bottle of the sweet cherry whiskey I like somewhere. It warms my belly quite nicely.”

Immogene grins at the terrapin. She would not pass up an opportunity to tell the Brute how she wanted to spend time with him. She liked warming him up. Watching those eyes of his go molten. “In survival courses the say the best way to keep warm is to lay naked together. Skin to skin.” Her lips quirked and she looked at him with what could only be a coy look on her face. “Not a survival situation, but I am always ready to play make believe.”

He watched her slip in from the doorway, hips swaying, devilish grin what a god damn site. He stood from his lounge chair, the frame protesting from the weight as Raphael moved to the bar. The door opened and the brute reached to the back pulling out just what she had implied. A bottle of cherry whiskey came into view and he poured them a finger each giving hers just a splash of sprite.

"Oh baby girl anything with you skin to skin is always a must for me. Lets see how this whiskey warms your belly while something a little... stronger warms your insides in another way."

[waterstar2016]