Konbokokoro The Fat Boi

Im introvert who writes stuff sometimes, barely alive

[Caldatelier @caldatelier]

I painted the gay sea.

[Shep🖌🐾 @ShepGoesBlep]

Happy pride month everyone

Be loud, be proud

[Kilos @KilosMIreles]

The baby bel incident

[PerrinCatte🔞 (big tid lol) @PerrinCatte]

office cat bein' real smug again, this time in front of her boss unfortunately
🎨@0lightsource

[Kamila Bombette ☘️💣 @KamilaBombette]

Do not say this phrase in a room of voice actors.

[Konbokokoro The Fat Boi @Sixtick3]

@cyberangel_misa Always around till I die either mentally or physically

[Cwispy 🐸💚| Fwog Yokai Vtuber @XtraCwispy]

Will you be my loot to my box?

[Konbokokoro The Fat Boi @Sixtick3]

@SlashFerrum0000 Unsure, Twitter notified me that ya posted but I think sometime ago I followed but how and when I don't remember, I'm just lurking for memes and art

[Konbokokoro The Fat Boi @Sixtick3]

@XtraCwispy Omg fren (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

[Raion (Comms open) @RaionArt]

Little cheer up against the Sunday depression...

Thanks for another ko-fi!

[Roarin' Falco @Falco_works]

The Day We Met: Chapter 4, Page 42

[COLE @colehairlesscat]

Don’t move.

[Roarin' Falco @Falco_works]

The Day We Met: Chapter 4, Page 40

[AnimeTrends @animetrends]

MURAL DE GACHIAKUTA EN MÉXICO

Obra de ekns01

[🪦🧪Misa winter-rose🌠🌌 @cyberangel_misa]

I am hosting with my sister a final fantasy 7 meetup at the Swedish con närcon summer!

Please like, share ans spread love!♡♡

[Asanwa.sol @Chizitere_xyz]

It was my birthday last week, and I was sitting in the breakroom at work when a younger coworker asked what my partner had gotten me. She already had her phone out, completely ready to see a picture of a designer bag, a massive $500 floral arrangement, or a viral-worthy dinner receipt.

I told her the truth: He spent his entire weekend covered in grease, replacing the alternator and brake pads on my car, and then he quietly paid off the remaining balance of my student loan that had been giving me rolling panic attacks for six months.

She gave me this deeply tragic, pitying look. “Oh. Well, that’s practical, I guess,” she said. “But you deserve to be spoiled. You know, the princess treatment. A man who really loves you wants to show you off, not just do chores. That's kind of the bare minimum.”

I just stared at her.

What she didn’t see was that for the last half of the year, I had been losing sleep, my hair was thinning from financial stress, and I was terrified to drive my car on the highway. My partner took his only two days off from his own grueling job, completely wrecked his hands under my hood, and drained his own savings, just to hand me back my peace of mind.

The internet has completely rotted our definition of romance. We have been brainwashed to believe that if a man isn't performing his love for an audience, buying things that look highly aesthetic on a TikTok reel, then he isn't doing enough.

We are out here casually calling a man's literal blood, sweat, and absolute financial sacrifice "the bare minimum" just because it doesn't come in a shiny box with a ribbon.