2026: Year of the Burger, january edition: shitty snackbar burger

some of you may remember this ask my friend megh @meghanthedreamcrusher sent me a few weeks ago, where i flippantly responded my new years resolution would be to eat more burger. well for the year 2026 i will be eating one burger a month, which YES I'M AWARE isn't actually that many, but is more than usual for me. i often have the experience of forgetting that i'm allowed to just buy fast food* if i wanna; is that normal? anyway.

i want it on record that i really am like half responsible for doinks deciding to do this, and i have been very excited for The Year of Burger™

end of january affirmations

im not doing anything wrong and no one is mad at me

there must be a place for me in this world because here i am

my art doesnt suck

instagram is nothing to me

that girls suck at math xkcd comic is how people talk about anime/manga

Beta & alpha kids group selfie i drew to be used as one of the prizes for a local HS stamp rally event last November :] It was great!

they won't tell you this in therapy but sometimes the best way to stop catastrophizing/anxiety is to interrupt your spiraling with "girl what the hell are you talking about"

It's not a cure but you have no idea how many times this image has helped me with my OCD

I love thinking I'm a hater and then meeting a real hater and going wow that does not look fun actually. Going back to my lukewarm hater ways. Performative haterdom. I couldn't name five hater bands.

dry humping in its specificity as a term implies the existence of wet humping

not my best work

Thinking back to the first story I ever started writing down (I was 7 or 8) about a group of stray cats who, every full moon, took the form of human kids. They actually were human kids, who had been killed (all at different times/by different people). Their bodies were each dumped by the side of the road where a cat had been hit by a car previously, and their souls landed in the cats' bodies. Eventually they all found each other and decided that every full moon, when they shifted, they'd try to solve each other's murders one by one. It was going to be a series, with each book focusing on a different kid's murder mystery. I told my mom about it once, briefly, and she said "Those cat books (warrior cats) are making you creepy."

Just finished writing this manuscript, the first story I ever started. 23 years in the making. Never give up, even if your mom calls you creepy 🖤

NEVER GIVE UP PEOPLE WE’RE GONNA GET THE STRAY CATS AND DEAD KIDS STORY

I can understand, visually what 4 out of 5 of these girls are doing.

Ami is polishing or using a wrench to tighten up something. Makoto is either adjusting an interior panel or working on speaker wires(?)

Minako and rei are likely working on the same thing on the dashboard but the limited space in the cabin calls for the awkward angle.

But

Someone please yell me why is usagi

Hitting the top of the cab with a

Shush, she's helping.

SBFP’s playthrough of Become Human is already going well

In case you didn’t know, David Cage explicitly stated this game isn’t about racism. 

"OR WOMEN IN GENERAL"???? HELLO

Reblog to bully people who don't like female characters or women in general off the internet.

Everyone knows about Chekov's Gun, but let me tell you about Hussie's Gun

Hussie's Gun is sitting on the mantle in act 1. In act 2, people keep commenting on the gun, but nothing happens. In Act 3 Act 1, someone puts flowers in the gun barrel. In Act 3 Act 2, the gun is randomly replaced by a Big Mouth Billy Bass. In Act 3 Act 3, they find the gun again. In Act 4 Act 1, they realize the gun was never loaded. In Act 4 Act 2, they fire the gun anyway, and the flowers still lodged in the barrel kill a villain who just happens to be allergic to flowers. In Act 4 Act 3, they lose the killer flower gun through a time portal. In act 4 Act 4 Act 1, they realize they need it again, so they steal it from the past and replace it with a big mouth billy bass...

In Act 6, they turn on the big mouth billy bass, and it starts firing the missing bullets everywhere.

Homestuck is perpetually one or two cuils weirder than you ever expect it to be.

You make soup in a big bowl. You serve it in a smaller bowl. And then you convey it, using a spoon, to your mouth. But what is the spoon? Simply a smaller bowl still

You make soup in a big bowl. You serve it in a smaller bowl. And then you convey it, using a spoon, to your mouth. But what is the spoon? Simply a smaller bowl still

FUCK it was in parallel australia