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#Storytime i guess
misteria247 · 1 year
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So as y'all know I'm a huge fan of Raph from tmnt and I'm willing to die defending this hot headed powerhouse. But there's a specific reason why I'm so ready to do this very thing.
Cuz like Raph, there was a point in my life were I had a very short temper.
If you were to ever meet me you'd probably never guess that when I was younger I had a rather nasty temper. When I was little, I was one of those problem kids that teachers hated and that kids would bully just to get a reaction out of me. I'm talking like I'd lose my temper and all hell would break loose kind of problem child (though it'd later be revealed in my life that I was actually having meltdowns due to being on the Autism Spectrum but stuff like that wasn't talked about back in the day). Like I was so bad that I was in anger management somewhat. It was frustrating growing up because I was known as this kid who was hot headed, and a lot of times the reason why I was like that was because I was misunderstood quite a bit. To say the least it was a pretty lonely feeling, feeling like no one understood you and only reduced you to your temper when there's so much more than that to you. Basically I was in this constant state of frustration of not being understood by the people around me. And when you're a kid it's not a fun time.
But then 2003 came around and with it the 2003 series of tmnt came with it. It was this series that introduced me to Raphael Hamato.
From the moment I saw Raph I instantly noticed that much like me, he was short tempered. He got snappy and confrontational at times and was often times considered the problem child amongst his brothers due to his emotions and his sometimes violent reactions to certain things. And that just like me, Raph was always feeling frustrated because a lot of the time, the reason he'd lose his temper was because the people around him misunderstood him or didn't listen to him. He'd say things he didn't mean and get into fights that he'd later regret, he had a hard time explaining his feelings and keeping his cool whenever he got frustrated with something or someone. It was a constant struggle for him and yet he kept trying to do his best.
When I saw Raph, it was like seeing a reflection of myself in this red clad turtle. For the first time in my life there was a character who struggled with something that was somewhat out of his control. And being a six year old girl who experienced the very things Raph experienced was out of this world. Suddenly it felt like I wasn't as alone in this kind of struggle as I was before because Raph experienced it too. And just like me, Raph wanted to do better and he did do better. While Leo at the time was my favorite turtle, Raph was the turtle that I felt a personal connection too and who somewhat inspired me to do better. And as I grew older I grew out of my hot headed ways and learned to control my temper. Just as Raph did, I matured and got ahold of myself.
Which is why I defend this red clad turtle so fiercely, because I personally understand the struggle of having a bad temper and I know how difficult it can be to keep your head when it seems like no one understands you or what you're trying to say. It's why I say that Raphael Hamato is so much more than his temper.
Raphael taught me that it's okay to have a temper and that I could do better and learn and grow from it. That there was a chance that a fierce temper like mine could eventually be overcome and that I could be a better person in the long run.
So shout out to my personal hero since 2003, he's always gonna be my hero no matter what I will defend him to the end.
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rubyredfortsopposite · 2 months
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I just remeber that one time where I was on riding holidays, on my local barn, and I witnessed two male horses like basically biting each others mouthes. Like, the smaller one kept sticking its nose in the bigger ones mouth, that went on for like a few hours, and I still have no idea what they were doing until today, it will stay a mystery😂😭
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whale-in-that-case · 5 months
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Since we're on the topic of my first encounters with some concepts in media I also need to tell you all about the first time I came across a fourth-wall break (yeah it's not related to my last post don't worry about it it makes sense in my head).
It was in a children's book (I'm talking 6 and under type thing) about a dinosaur who went on adventures and met other animals of that era.
After a bit of going around he meets a dragonfly. Now dragonflies at the time were HUGE because there was a lot more oxygen in the atmosphere than there is now. And the dinosaur (his name was Dino) is a very small species, think chicken sized. So he freaks out before this gigantic flying monster of death and he screams 'help, an airplane!'
And the narrator of the book, who is probably the author, just casually breaks the fourth wall towards the inside of the story to tell this baby dinosaur that he can't say that because airplanes don't exist yet.
It absolutely killed me as a kid.
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unhingedkorean · 2 years
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my dad asked me "where is the thing that you water plants with your mother told me to water the plants"
and I was like "needing a specific apparatus to water plants is a propaganda from Big Gardening just water them with a mug or something"
and I saw him pouring water into the pots out of a bowl and I laughed so much I couldn't breathe
and then I found the watering can
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radjerda · 8 months
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Story-time in Rivendell with Uncle Glorfindel! Elladan and Elrohir absolutely love going out adventuring early and listening to stories of old when offered the opportunity.
(Hopefully Glorfindel chose something more appropriate than the balrog story, this time.)
This piece is intended to be a panel of a comic that as of yet lives in my head, but it stands on its own (and I'm impatient), so I thought I'd share this as it is now
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kisiel-z-kosmosu · 2 months
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I may spent entire day drawing grocery store as sexy dauther of mafia boss that was supposed to be quick concept art before making a purpously cringe ship with another shop but at least it finally broke my months lasting art block 🙃.
Inspirations:
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The backstory: Once upon the time two of the most powerfull and common shops nations in Poland lived in relative harmony, until in the evening of fifth febuary this year the marketing team military council decided to make a mass attack. Spam sms army recruitment letters were send to all of lord Biedronka followers, informing of Lidls people inferiority and their cost of freedom (products) being much higher. The battle begun, Lidls soon made controfensive and set a battle line right beetwen both teritories. Sides are fighting with equal fury and determination and for now there isn't much advantege on any. Only time will tell what future awaits us.
The translation of one of many war latters receveid by people:
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So yeah, they have a beef now and i decided to make some fun of it ;>
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here's a gold coin for reading all of this lol.
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drowsydomme · 8 months
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somehow it's an unspoken rule that i'm the person in my social circles who orders for everyone while at a restaurant/cafe which is fine, right, except that occasionally a server/barista will get flustered because they like my voice so much 🥴
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rokokoprufei · 9 months
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I return to your timelines to share the story of when I forgot how mascot suits work and me being the same height as Goofy turned into a horrible curse
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bylrndgm · 4 months
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GOOD OMENS (2019 - ) 2.06 - Every Day 1.06 - The Very Last Day of the Rest of Their Lives
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siberian-xanadu · 3 months
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Welp. I am now officially and legally an Adult™️. What the fuck.
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Back in 2008 I was in this community theater production where I played a male guard alongside a gay guy friend of mine.
After the show wrapped, one of his longtime friends came up to him and said, "You did a great job playing a straight guy!"
She let him bask in that for about half a beat before looking at me and saying, "...But she did it better."
I still think about this.
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minyicho · 6 months
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so I was just thinking about that meme where it’s like “Jessica how could you sleep with your biology teacher” and my biology teacher in high school literally looked like live action burnt out adult jimmy neutron. He also really liked telling us fun facts about the digestive system like we would just be sitting there and he would just out of nowhere be like “do you guys wanna know why some farts are warm” and we’re all just like no thanks but he ignores us and tells us anyways. Once he was telling us his theory about how cavemen came from angels or whatever (being forced to learn about evolution in religious school things) and obviously me and my friends stoped paying attention to him the moment he started speaking and decided to draw borzois with highlighters instead. The ‘punishment’ for this was that he made the whole class watch these maggot removal videos which were basically like wow this kid has so many maggots in their ear. Oh and this was right before lunch too! So yeah I failed biology that year loll
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lady-of-imladris · 3 months
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Buckle up, here comes the story of how I accidentally pavloved myself
It is the year 2021/2022, I am a young, somewhat ambitious university student buried under 25 urgent assignments and a gazillion exams. One night, my sister and I watch Hamilton. Good musical, I think to myself and carry on.
Background knowledge about me: when I am nervous (like the night before an exam) I CANNOT sleep. Multiple exams in a week? Yep. Can. Not. Sleep.
So I go to bed knowing I should really sleep because I have an exam (I think it was databases). Can I sleep? No. Do I suddenly have Hamilton (specifically "Nonstop") stuck in my head? YES.
For 6 FUCKING hours I laid there in the darkness with my eyes closed with this song in my head.
I was fed up so the next day after the exam I decide it's time for some exposure therapy.
So every day I woke up, put on Hamilton and studied. And that really helped. But (and this is where the guy with the dog comes into play) the next time I listened to Hamilton in the car or something I suddenly had the insane urge to work on all my assignments. After several such instances I came to the conclusion that I had successfully pavloved myself.
So now whenever I really don't want to do a task, I put on Hamilton. This is how I wrote 1k for my thesis today.
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virgil-isnt-a-lee · 3 months
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Kinda been procrastinating on this post for a hot minute but since I'm sick and icky, I guess I have time to sit and make it, yeah? God I'm never gonna live this down..
IT'S GONNA BE A LONG ONE Y'ALL
Okay so me and a certain someone were playing truth or dare, and like the bitch I am, I chose dare. And you KNOW WHAT THE DARE WAS??
"Ask someone you’re cool with IRL to tickle you 🙂" WHAT
WHAT WHAT WHAT?? EXACTLY MY THOUGHTS. SO I HAD TO THINK IT OVER. THEN THAT BLOCKHEAD SAYS TO ME
"Bonus points if you ask the one who said they know you love it" YOU DID NOT NEED TO CALL ME OUT LIKE THAT.
Then I was proposed an offer I literally couldn't refuse SO I TOOK THE DARE and I'm gonna tell you pookies how it went because it's been stewing in my brain for the last two days
So it STARTED when we were in math class and my friend (y'all know the one by now. Resident tickle monster. Mal knows his name, too) was already poking at my sides, which is expected of him by now, so I just looked at him and said "so are you gonna tickle me or not?" and he like looked at me, shrugged, and said "since you asked." AND I WAS TRYING NOT TO DIE YK I HAD TO BE CHILL ABOUT IT CAUSE I GOT A REPUTATION TO MAINTAIN. So he like, put his arm around my waist, pulled my over to him, and just started like SHAKING HIS HANDS INTO MY RIBS AND I WAS ACTUALLY FUCKING DYING I WAS SO GLAD THE CLASSROOM WAS LOUD AS HELL because at one point even the teacher looked over at me and kinda rolled his eyes fondly. ANYWAYS
After that we were in my next class together, and I KINDA knew I didn't REALLY finish my dare and I was thinking about it, apparently I was thinkin real hard cause he pokes my back and goes "alright what's up? You good? You're distracted. Like more distracted than usual, what is it?" And I was like DAMN??? WAS IT THAT OBVIOUS?? LIKE EXCUSE ME??
SO I TOLD HIM "can you like.. tickle me again? Idk I just kinda feel like it." AND HE JUST SHRUGGED AGAIN AND STARTED SQUEEZING MY SIDES AND SHIT and it's worse cause he sits BEHIND ME in that class so I was just like dying with my head in my hands and mdjfjdjfjsjd. That's it. And he LITERALLY SAID "You're welcome." When he was done???? HELL. I QAS SO FUCKIN FLUSTERED BUT LIKE HE DIDN'T MAKE ANY REAL COMMENTS ON IT
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Oh god.
This summer you sent our mutual friend a package, to get to me. An heirloom, a bit of camp history. Passed down to me.
And on that package, your phone number and address. Your phone number, that I had long deleted from my phone because the urge to call you was always too strong.
When I last saw you in person, you said that when you finally moved to the city it would be with your girlfriend. You would move in together. And surely, she would become your fiancee and then your wife.
There it is. On the package. Your new address, in the city.
I have to keep myself from calling you right now. You probably have my number blocked, and I truly don't know what I'd do if you answered. But I would give anything to hear your voice again.
Even if it's just you saying, "Hello? Who is this?" While her voice is in the background, asking you what you want for dinner.
At this point, I don't even need to be the voice in the background asking what you want for dinner.
I just wish I could be the voice on the other end of your phone call.
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shingekinomyfeelings · 3 months
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One of the few things I remember about my family's little house in Philly was that the pipes made a frightening grinding/churning sound when the toilet was flushed (or at least, little kid me with very little basis for comparison thought it was frightening) and that - while I knew it wasn't likely to happen - I had this nagging feeling that the toilet, when flushed, might eventually explode exactly like a geyser, so I would use the toilet, put the lid down, wash my hands, open the bathroom door, then stretch my leg out and flush the toilet with my foot before running out and closing the door behind me, so that if the toilet did explode at least I wouldn't be caught up in it.
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