#kraangified raph

[oleander-nin]

Horrortober Day 1- Blood(Yan Kraang Raph x Reader)

A/N, not important: I'm doing something! So, for the month of October, I'm going to attempt to write one fic a day. Most will be dark/yan, so I'm sorry if y'all want fluff this month- Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

CW: Blood, Vomit, major character death, kraangified Raph, major injuries, yandere themes, dark themes

Words: 2342

Summary: The infection from the Kraang wasn't completely removed, and now Raph sees everything as a threat.

You watch your boyfriend rub at his eye again, the sclera red and irritated. Concern is evident in your features, making your usually soft expression pinched. Raph meets your gaze and his hand falls, his right eye twitching as he clearly aches to keep rubbing it.

“It’s still bugging you.” You remark softly, your face set in discomfort. Seeing him like this sends worry flooding through you. You knew it was hard for him, especially after the threat of the apocalypse. But seeing him still mess with his eye, the same one that had been the entrance to Raph’s mind? It was incredibly distressing, to say the least.

Raph nods at your words, his eye blinking in rapid succession as he attempts to flush out the pain. You sigh, moving closer and pulling his face down so you can take a look at it. It was veiny, the cornea starting to change from the comforting black to a dark pink. You grimace, rubbing your thumb under his socket. “Do you want to go have Leo and Donnie look at it again?”

“It’s late.” Raph mumbles, nuzzling his cheek into your hand. “Raph can wait until morning. It’s just a bit itchy, doesn’t even hurt much.”

You sigh, nodding as you lean your forehead against him. Your thumbs rubbed his cheeks, trying to soothe his nerves and keep him calm. Knowing he was even in the slightest pain broke your heart, but you knew he would be okay. “Okay. Just promise to get it checked by them soon. I don’t want you to lose an eye, you hear?”

Raph nods before scooping you up in his arms and carrying you to his bed, peppering your face in soft kisses on the way. You chuckle at his affection, leaning into his arms. He was your knight and your protector, the strength that held his family together. While the possibly infected eye was concerning, it was Raph. He would tell you if something was wrong. He was fine. He always was.

Raph situates you on the bed first before curling around you, making sure to keep his spikes and weight off of you lest you get hurt. You cuddle into your boyfriend, kissing his nose as he reaches above you to turn off the lights. The room is plunged into darkness, the weight of your boyfriend's head pinning you down as his arms wrap around you. Feeling his heart beating against your chest was comforting, grounding you and lulling you to a peaceful sleep.

The night moves on, the air still and quiet. You’re lulled awake to the feeling of a wet substance on your arm and chest, your face scrunching up in disgust as you realize Raph had managed to drool all over your chest and arms. You shift under his weight, trying to escape his tight grasp so you could move away and hopefully wash off without him realizing. The world seems to be against you however, as the moment you shift a low grumble erupts from your boyfriend’s throat, sounding almost like a deep growl.

Your face pinches in slight concern, your hand moving to his head in hopes to soothe him a tad. Your hand glides smoothly over his thick, leathery and scaled head, his grumbling turning to a soft breathing. Your hand halts the soft rubbing when you hit a patch of what feels like fleshy slime, your hand sinking into the gooey surface and being encased by it. You pull back, disgust and confusion pinching your features while you desperately try to peer through the darkness to see what you just touched. Your quick retreat seems to have alerted Raph, his head lifting up and his eyes meeting yours. His glowing, mismatched, pink and yellow eyes.

A chill runs down your spine and you gasp, your eyes focused on him and the soft glow from his eyes makes the fleshy goo protruding from his socket more visible. Another growl leaves his throat as you tense up, his body shifting to hover over you. You try to pull away, to push him back and slip away, but he doesn't budge. A small cry leaves your throat, panic rising in your chest as he shifts further onto you, his eyes holding a dark look. It was terrifying, seeing your boyfriend reduced to this state once more. Once was enough, but it happened again. You want to sob, to rub your hands over him and wash the Kraang parasite away, but you knew it wouldn’t work. You couldn’t even tell how far gone he was, with the Kraang being gone and all.

“Raph?” You ask weakly, your voice choked with fear and panic. His eyes hold a small semblance of recognition when you speak, his sharp gaze softening a tad. His eyes aren’t as cloudy as they were when the Kraang were close, the connection clearly not as strong. He nuzzles you with his snout, a gesture that was once innocent and loving now feeling like he was deciding whether you were going to live or die.

“Mine.” He practically rasps, his voice grating and making you feel like your mind is being scratched. You’ve never heard him like this before, tears coming to your eyes as the situation truly dawns on you. He nuzzles against you again, a quiet churr coming from his chest. You wanted to scream, to alert the others, but your voice was caught in your throat. You never wanted to be afraid of Raph, but in this state, you had no idea what he could do.

“Raph, baby, please.” You say quietly, small hiccups interrupting the cadence of your speech. You reach up to cup his cheeks, your arms sticky with the drying drool you were starting to suspect was blood from his repossession. “I need you to get up. You need help.”

He snarls at you, his eyes narrowing as he nips at your fingers. You quickly pull back, not daring to challenge him in this state. He had lost his mind, no longer himself. You hoped dearly his brothers knew how to turn him back, lest he be lost forever. It was terrifying to even consider.

You lay trapped with him for hours as the night goes on, his eyes constantly flickering over your face. He growls every time you move, more pressure added to you if he believes you might try to get up. You shift uncomfortably underneath him, trying to keep your breathing steady. It had been impossible for you to sleep with him like this, the thoughts of everything bad that could happen flooding your brain. It wasn’t until you heard the quiet padding of footsteps outside Raph’s room that you finally allowed yourself to feel a guise of hope.

Raph’s head perks up, hearing it too. From the humming that was joined with it, you knew it was Leo, probably coming to wake you and Raph for breakfast or just to be annoying. The way Raph’s eyes narrow makes you sick to the stomach, a horrible feeling washing over you like a tsunami. Nothing about this seemed good. The side door of the train car starts to open, and Leo’s bright smile is seen. Raph tenses, and you hold back a scream.

In an instant, Raph’s barreling towards his younger brother, his fleshy fist hardening into three thin spikes that sit on his knuckles. Leo dodges the attempted stab, but is too slow to catch the rebound as Raph throws him against the wall. His shell hits the concrete with a sickening crunch, his head loosely hitting the lip of his carapace when he slumps down. Raph looks as if he’s going to charge at his fallen brother once more, but grunts before turning back to you. He scoops you into his arms and starts to carry you off, marching deeper into the lair as you struggle. A painful squeeze makes the air leave your lungs, and you quickly back off the fighting. He navigates the lair perfectly, clearly still holding some form of memory. Whether it is muscle or actual recognition of his home is unclear.

The training room comes into view, Raph quickly lifting up the metal garage-like door just enough to where he could squeeze in. He looks around, his eyes shifting from corner to corner. You shift in his arms, uneasy and uncertain of his plans. It was downright terrifying not knowing what was to come.

Raph seems to make up his mind as he strides across the room, picking a corner and setting you down. He takes your shoulders and pushes you against the wall, holding you firmly for a couple seconds. 

“Must… Stay. Raph protect.” He garbles, his eyes staring firmly into yours. The reflection of your terrified face in his sclera was downright awful, the pink and yellow eyes making you nauseous. You can do nothing but nod, not willing to find out what would happen if you were to defy what he wanted.

Raph stands up, moving quickly as he leaves the garage and starts to head off into the lair. You curl up in the corner he had set you, breathing heavily as you start to panic. Was Leo okay? Have Mikey and Donnie found him yet? As every second passes, more weight is added to your chest and you start to cry, tears rolling down your face from shock and fear. You really hoped Leo was okay.

A quiet electric buzz to your left makes your hair stand on end, your body shifting away from the offending sound. A light blue portal sits in the room, Donnie’s worried face poking through before both him and Mikey fall in. Leo enters a second after, his shoulders stopped and movements slow. You feel more tears sprig at the corners of your eyes, a small burst of laughter escaping you as you see him in front of you.

“You’re okay.” You murmur quietly, more laughter leaving your chest as your mind desperately tries to process everything happening.

Mikey squats down to meet your eyes, his face holding a quiet worry. “Are you hurt?”

You shake your head, letting it thud against the wall. “No. No, the only thing he’s done thus far is hold me too tight.”

The three sigh in relief, Mikey offering you a hand to let you stand. He helps dust you off, rattling off the plan as he does. “Donnie has a tranq gun we’re hoping will stop him. Leo and Donnie are going to try and remove the infection again without hurting him. It was done once, it can be done again.”

You all don’t address the way there was no guarantee it would even work, let alone stop it from happening again. It was better to remain ignorant and positive, only hoping for the best. Even Donnie was keeping quiet, letting logic and facts sit this one out. The door to the training room rumbles, and you all step back, Leo leaning heavily on one of his katana’s. 

Raph re-enters the room, his arms piled high with different soft, plush materials. Blankets and pillows spill from his arms, a trail of plushies behind him. He stares at you for a moment before zoning in on his brothers. Donnie holds the dart gun in his hands, shaking slightly from the pressure. He aims it at his oldest brother, taking a deep breath. He fires.

You barely blinked in the time it took for the dart to hit Raph, his arm raised to meet the dart before it harmlessly fell to the ground. A beat passes in heavy silence, everyone’s minds trying to weigh in on what had just occurred. Raph doesn’t give his brothers the opportunity to replan or try again, quickly charging at them with a ferocity you’d never seen. In an instant, Donnie’s flying across the room after Raph throws him, and Mikey is desperately trying to hold him back from attacking poor Leo once more.

You watch in horror as Raph grabs his youngest brother by the ankle, slamming him into the ground over and over until his shell is in pieces and he’s no longer moving. Blood is splattered all over and his fleshy back is exposed, Leo staring in shock and horror at his broken baby brother now sprawled across the floor. His body is spasming and Raph simply walks around him, as if that isn’t his own sibling.

The coppery smell fills the air, choking you and Leo and vomit climbs its way up your esophagus and spilling onto the floor as you dry heave. Leo and Donnie are screaming, your own voice mixed in through sobs. Mikey is ever silent, his eyes glazed and flickering wildly. You didn’t even see when Raph got to Leo, the wounded slider quickly overpowered when the older’s jaw latches around his arm and rips it off. The scream that follows is blood curdling, Leo’s own blood painting the walls red and mixing with Mikey’s. Leo scrambles for a moment, his eyes glossy and unclear while adrenaline is pumping through and making him act on instinct alone.

It’s not enough. Raph grabs him by the head, crushing his skull against the ground in quick succession. Donnie staggers to his feet, sobs and screams making his body shake. You fall to your knees, puking once more at the sight. It smelled so badly of blood, so badly of pain and suffering. You felt your airway close, unable to look as you hear Donnie’s body hit the ground and join his brothers.

Raph’s heavy footsteps coming closer aren’t enough to pull you from your stupor, sobs wracking your body and your friend's blood smeared over your body. The warm liquid dripped from your hands and face, diluting with your tears into a disgusting puddle at your feet. Raph picks you up, his hands gentle. He nuzzles his face against yours once more, more blood being smeared as he touches you. “Mine. Raph protect.”

All you could do was cry.

[sadiezercies]

𝗪𝗘𝗔𝗞 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗦. 𝗪𝗘𝗔𝗞 𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦! 𝗜 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗙𝗔𝗜𝗟 𝗧𝗢 𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗! 𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗚𝗧𝗛... 𝗔𝗟𝗪𝗔𝗬𝗦... 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗦!

A collab piece between me and @renaro

She did the sketch, flats, intense details and gave the all around idea of what she wanted

I did the rendering and the background, with her guidance I learned new techniques and art hacks and we are BEAMING with pride at how this turned out!!!!

[solarartzz]

Do you guys think Raph trusted herself after the whole Kraang stuff. Do you think he didn’t trust herself to be alone in the same room as one of his brothers in fear he would one day just… snap and be a Kraang zombie again. Cause I do

[shiftdrawwing]

DAY 5 COMPLETE, FEARS!! Angstyyy an angs angtsy sauasnmlasjiasvhyasbjasonk GOTTA GET IN THE ANGST AT SOME POINT MAN

[bayysart]

I forgor to share this here (I do that a lot.) ANYWHO! I was going to make a fake like comic cover with this, but I did the line art on the same layer as the sketch so I sorta dropped it. The lineart still looked pretty neat though so I am going to share it anyways.

[fandomhopping]

Ok but imagine if April and Casey never really even realized the boys could do things like chirp and stuff (cuz the joys are somewhat insecure about doing weird turtle things around their human friends) and learn about it from their interactions with Leon? Like, Leon let's out a little chirp and Raph chirps in return or Leon has a nightmare so the boys all just form an turtle pile on top of him. That's sort of thing

They would think it’s adorable!!

also question for y’all, do any of you ship capritello/ non April toxic jonatello? Just out of curiosity, I’ve seen it show up in my ‘for you’ a lot recently!

[phonydud]

For Birdies Krangified!Leo/RotTMNT x 2012 AU :D

[itsjuice-art]

hes my favorite! *puts him through the horrors* :)

click for better quality!

[dragongirldg]

Some art I sent to someone’s ask box. #kraangified

#thesmolbabywe’vebeenraising’sbigbrotherishereandheisterrifing

[14muffinz]

Leo: While me and Donnie are the gamers of the family, there's one game that Raph demolishes us in.

Leo: Heh

Donnie: (Ugh, he's about to make a pun, isn't he?)

Leo: Smash Bros.

[theuselesscucumber]

This is driving me crazy, I need help. Does anyone know where to find the deleted scene from the movie where raph is hallucinating the rest of the family as kraangified? I know it exists but I can't find it anywhere.

[oleander-nin]

Horrortober Day 23- Pretend(Yandere Rise Raph x Reader)

A/N, not important: Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

CW: loss of will to live, dark themes, yan themes

Words: 877

Summary: Raph finally broke you down

Your smaller arms move with Raph’s hand, a small smile on his face while he positions you on his bed. You were nested in his room, the piles of stuffed animals and pillows nearly drowning you from the sheer amount. Your eyes were glassy, doll-like and vacant. Whatever love for life you once had was gone, Raph’s suppressive hold smothering the light you once had. Raph didn’t mind, his smile widening while your head lolls to the side and you breathe out slowly. You were perfect now, so sweet and compliant to whatever he wanted.

Your heart didn’t quicken when Raph came near anymore, nor when he lost his temper and raised his voice. You didn’t even cry anymore when he touched you, now just sinking into the only comfort you were allowed with acceptance. Raph appreciated your new attitude, proud of himself for breaking you down. This was what he wanted, for you to be safe and happy with him. He can’t help but be pleased with how well his plan went, especially since he didn’t even need to ask his brothers for help. He kept you all on his own.

Raph shifts the blankets on top of you, smiling as he watches you struggle to keep your glassy eyes open. Watching you doze off was always a pleasure, something he had for himself that he'd never have to share. Your nose twitches as you breathe, your breath the only thing that separates you from the dolls and stuffies that surround you. You're completely still, only moving when Raph directs you.

Raph watches you for a moment more, smiling softly as you start to doze. He notices your cracked lips, the way your breath is slightly wheezy. His smile turns to a frown, his hands rubbing his wrists raw as he exits the room to make for the kitchen. He barely greets his brothers as he passes them, his brow line etched into the proclaimed “Raph Chasm”. He wasn’t sure the last time you drank water, especially since you didn’t ask for things anymore. It was the only downside he could find to your new personality. He missed your voice, even when all you used to do was yell.

Raph enters the kitchen, nodding a hello to his youngest brother while he cooks. The smell of the kitchen makes Raph’s mouth water, the soup simmering on the stove making his stomach rumble. Raph shakes himself out of the food trance, directing his attention back to the cabinet as he grabs a glass. He fills it up with ice and water from the sink, listening to the ice crack in the cup while the warmer water lands on it.

“How are they?” Mikey asks, still stirring his soup and making sure it didn't burn. Raph hums, grinning.

“They’re good. Just getting them some water.” Raph replies, his eyes glued to the rising water level of the cup. He turns off the sink, pulling the glass back and starts to walk out, taking careful steps to not spill the water. Mikey laughs as he watches his giant brother, the way he was trying to tiptoe through the kitchen making more of a mess than if he walked normally. Raph makes it back to his room with minimal spilling, his face twisted in regret from filling the water so high.

As he sets the glass of water down on the bedside table, Raph frowns when he looks at you. The way you were sitting, the way your eyes were closed and how you sank into the plushies around you. He was no longer able to tell the difference between you, and the stuffed animals lining his bed. You were still in the same position he left you, your eyes closed and face pale, sweat gathering on your brow. 

Raph brings his hand to your forehead, expecting it to be hot, but it was normal. You weren’t sick from what Raph could tell. He shakes you softly, watching your big, glassy eyes open with a smile. He helps you sit up, your limbs rubber and limp. His touch is gentle, lifting your chin easily like it would crack if he was too harsh. He lifted the water to your lips, letting you drink from the cup. Your hands move on their own for the first time, instinct kicking in as water dribbles from your mouth at the clumsy assistance. You take the cup and finish drinking, wiping the excess liquid from your mouth. Raph ruffles your hair as he takes the cup away from you, putting it back on the table. He’d have to start bringing you more, not wanting you to wither away on him.

You settle back down while Raph sits on the edge of the bed, his hand on yours as you tilt back and your eyes close again. You blend in with the other dolls, still, calm, and quiet. Your breathing is so still it seems to have stopped, Raph only comforted in your life by the feel of your heart beat below the skin of your wrist. Raph closes his eyes, a pang of guilt flowing through him for just a moment. He misses when you didn’t have to pretend that you were still alive.

[patfr8]

Tw// Blood and bright colors

I woke up and chose violence lmao

[idk-im-just-here-now]

Here, take my interpretation of a more realistic version of Kraangified Raph from the Rise movie.

I do not apologize I loved doing this

[soniclozdplove]

@justbirdie

I don’t think I need to tell you who this fine gentleman is...

[fandomhopping]

Raphael and Leonardo stood frozen, glancing between the massive behemoth and the small figure in blue that was peeking out from underneath him, grinning.

"So... uh, looks like my brother found me." Other Leo jokes, squirming a bit as his older brother's weight made him wheeze. The growling mass above him growled deeper, pulling himself closer in the nest. Leo let out a cough, addressing the snapper, "Oof! Raph, big guy, you're kinda crushin' my ribs here..."

"No!" The red turtle growls, "Hatchling not safe! Intruders!!"

Leo's face fell as he gave the most unimpressed look ever.

"Whelp, nice to know Savage Raph thinks I'm a hatchling I guess... never mind we're a barely even a year apart." He said sarcastically before grunting as he shoved up, "Raph no! Turtles are friends!! How'd you even get in this state anyways!?"

"Hatchling missing. Raph find Hatchling. Came alone!!"

Leo let's out a groan,

"Great, so Donnie and Mikey aren't with you? No wonder you're like this..."

"Uh... is this... normal for you're Raph?" Leonardo cautiously asks, eyes the larger turtle warily. Leo let out a snort,

"Nah, this only happens when we leave him along too long. Raph has mad abandonment issues, can't be outta his sight more than 5 minutes without tellin' him where you are or else he gets freaked out. This only happens if he left alone too long, which I'm assuming is because my darling siblings decided it'd be a good idea to let our big brother come into an unknown dimension alone. I'm gonna kill them..."

lmaoooooo this is great!!!