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bedoballoons · 8 months

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Yandere Tighnari, Venti, lyney, Freminet and Aether finding out Reader isn't really into short guys They're into someone bigger and taller {{Itto For Aether, Alhaitham for Tighnari, Nevillete for both Lyney and Freminet and Zhongli for Venti}}

I READ THIS AND WAS LIKE YESSSSSS!!! (As a short person I find this hilarious and your idea is literally genius!) I hope you enjoy and thank you so much for your request!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿─

{༻~Just not that into short bois~༺}

CW: Yandere themes!, characters are obsessive to the point of wanting to harm others so they can't take you, unrequited love, intense jealousy, mild angst! Lyney makes Neuvillette disappear! Also this is much longer than I meant it to be...what can I say, I like yanderes!

(Includes: Lyney, Tighnari, Venti, Freminet, and Aether!)

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𑁍༄Lyney:

Lyney had been told no many times in his life,in fact he couldn't even count how many people said he could never be a famous magician...and yet he'd proved every single one of them wrong. He simply couldn't stand not working towards something everyone else claimed was impossible, because in his eyes anything was possible, so when you confided in him about your feelings towards Neuvillette and stated that you found him more charming because of his height, even going so far as to mention you didn't really like short men as much...he just couldn't give up so easily.

He was madly in love with you, to the point it had become more than obsession, he'd seek you out anytime he'd left his home and any show he'd make sure to wink at you the moment his eyes met yours, he was so head over heels for you that he was physically unable to think about anyone or anything else. This also meant he wouldn't let anyone take you...especially just because they were taller...absolutely not.

So for his next show he planned something extra special, a magic trick truly wonderful in everyway...and as the crowd cheered, watching in awe when the box that had contained the chief of justice disappeared before their very eyes...none of them were aware he wouldn't show back up again...at least not for along while. Not until Lyney had found a way to make you love him, not until you...the most precious beautiful thing in all the world...was his.

𑁍༄Tighnari:

Tighnari stood next to you, his ears drooping with regret as he watched you flirt away with Alhaitham, his tall muscular figure drawing you to him like a moth to a flame...making you completely forget about the one who'd brought you together in the first place. It was like some cruel trick of fate...especially considering Tighnari had planned to confess his feelings for you that same day...and now it seemed like it would do no good..

He tapped your shoulder, not waiting for your response as he intertwined his hand with yours, pulling you away from Alhaitham as quickly as possible...and silently hoping you'd leave the whole situation at that. You on the other hand were not so happy with him, wanting desperately to continue your conversation with the handsome scribe..., "Tighnari what was that about? I was really getting along with-" He put a gloved finger to your lips, making you go quiet, his heart racing as he looked deep into your eyes.

"I love you...so much. I can't even really wrap my head around my feelings because they are so intense...it's like I need you just to keep going...like you're the thing I simply cannot live without. Even the air I breathe isn't as important as you are...." His confession was a bit much to say the least and adding to it was the kiss he placed on your forehead, causing you to jerk away from him.

"I'm sorry...but I don't feel that way for you..." Your words spilled out before you could stop them, your heart racing with fear at the change in his mannerisms...he didn't even respond...he just stood there...like he was plotting something and you...were about to find out just how crazy his love for you actually was.

𑁍༄Venti:

"I actually do have feelings for someone."

The second those words left your lips Ventis heart began to race, his mind clouded over with thoughts of you confessing to him and telling him you loved him...it was all he wanted. No, it was all he needed! He tried his best to calm himself down, taking a sip of wine before responding like someone who was completely clueless of the others feelings would, "Oh ho ho and who would that lucky person be hmm?"

A blush coated your cheeks followed by a sweet flustered smile that could make even Lord Barbatos swoon and boy was he...until you answered, "I like Mr. Zhongli~" You giggled nervously, not noticing how pale Venti went the second he heard the name...how the part of the wine bottle he'd been holding had shattered, much like his heart...you didn't even notice the hurt tone of his voice when he asked, "What does that old blockhead have that I don't?"

The question definitely took you by surprise, but you assumed he wasn't being serious and decided to answer truthfully, "Well he's a bit more refined...and I like his voice, but most of all he's so tall! I'm sorry Venti but I just can't imagine myself with someone...so tiny." The anemo archon was speechless...hatred seeping into his very being and jealousy getting the better of him. He stood up without another word and left, leaving you wondering what had happened...

𑁍༄Freminet:

Freminet was completely silent, his face bright red and burning with a rage he'd never felt before, his hands barely able to keep steady as jealousy ate away at his once calm heart heart. All he wanted was you...your love, that sweet smile that he craved to see everyday, but here you were, sitting Infront of him with this doe eyed look on your face as you fawned all over none other than the chief of justice. Mentioning more than once how tall and handsome he was, how incredible it would to have a man like him around.

"Enough."

You paused mid sentence, caught off guard by the amount of malice in his once kind sweet voice, watching as he stood up from his seat, your mouth slightly agape. You'd never seen him like this before...so angry and confident, it was scary...yet also a little exciting. After a moment of silence you'd worked up the courage to say something...but you didn't even manage to get a single word out as he grabbed the front of your shirt and pulled you harshly towards him, making you let out nothing more than a sharp gasp.

Your face went red, pure shock displaying itself on your features as he leaned in closer, his light purple eyes seemingly staring into your soul as his whispers grazed your ear, sending a shiver down your spine, "Hush now my love...you don't need him...I promise~"

𑁍༄Aether:

Aether was always there to help someone, so reliable in fact, that everyone called on him whenever there was a issue and including you, after all he'd saved you from many close calls...even saving your life a few times in the process and for that you were incredibly grateful, but alas you were still not in love with him. He on the other hand couldn't get enough of you, he just wanted to be near you all the time...be your hero and love you like nobody else ever could.

He...however wasn't the only person who could save someone and when the friendly neighborhood oni stepped in to save you, Aether was anything but pleased... especially when he saw the difference in how you acted. Yes your gratitude was the same...but you'd gotten all flustered at the onis impressive figure, touching the large man's chest while your face heated with such a strong blush and everyone around you cheered him on.

Aether was more than a little upset, suddenly understanding that he clearly wasn't your type and that he probably would never be, he just couldn't stand it! How could you, the person he'd do absolutely anything for...be so enraptured by someone else...just because they were bigger than him. No, he wouldn't let it stand, he'd fight for you, even if it meant doing things he could regret later on...it didn't matter, not anymore. You were all he cared about...all that mattered.

Just. You.

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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚Have a nice day*⁠.⁠✧

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akumanorobin · 1 year

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what started as a doodle continues as a doodle but i didnt expect to put that much time into this lmao

if i ever finish this it will go into my artblog, i just cant get barto out of my head that jabroni outfit does thing to a person im telling you

#i also cannot draw men no matter how hard i try all muscular manl ymen somehow end up looking feminine?? im fucking hexxed #thats why i still dont have any full art for teufort 2 I CANT GET THE MANLY ESSENCE

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chrollohearttags · 1 year

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containment • e. jaeger

synopsis: you’re the newest female guard at an all male prison. No one said it’d be easy but you were prepared for anything..except the new inmate on your cell block.

themes: forbidden romance/relationship, prisoner eren, modern au, correctional officer reader (black and fem coded) power play, lots of fantasizing and masturbation, consensual sex, he’s also a heavy switch and minors do not and i cannot stress this e-fucking-nough..interact!

cw:3.5K

📝: I’m up at 3am, letting my insane thoughts win again so please don’t hold this against me if it’s too long or just wild in general but this is just some notes/imagines to what will be a full, multi-part fic eventually, just wanted to mainly focus on the spicy stuff for now.

you were one of the only three female guards to ever work at the state’s all male maximum security prison. A facility notorious for housing some of the county’s most terrifying criminals..naturally, it was said to be no place for a woman and you were subjected to harassment, heckling and sometimes violence but you didn’t allow it to stop your goals. As physically strong as you were stubborn, you didn’t fear them in the slightest.

it was only six months after your assignment to the close containment unit that he was put onto your floor and things began to shift..an inmate by the name of eren jaeger; he was most certainly different from the other convicts you made contact with on a daily basis…

never gives you a hard time, always complied and is always in his cell either drawing or reading. If they didn’t give him time off for good behavior, you didn’t know who would get it. Also was super intelligent.

sort of intimidated the other guards and prisoners because of his eerie silence. They didn’t know why he’d been on a floor like this but act so well behaved. no one ever got on his bad side though..they knew better because he’d remind them why he was locked up in the first place.

has a slick ass mouth and every time you asked what he was there for, his response was “whatever they say I did.”

you didn’t make it your mission to be chummy with the prisoners, but he made the job a bit more tolerable. “good morning, officer (l/n)..” it was how he always greeted you..in addition to a little faint smile and telling you how pretty you were that day, whether barefaced or with some light makeup on and oddly enough, he always knew the scent of your perfume. “I can compliment my favorite guard, can’t I? Is that allowed?” the sarcasm and sweet gestures were something you had grown accustomed to. “You’re as cute as you are dangerous, Jaeger. Too bad for you, they don’t reduce sentences for adorable one liners.” although those words should have meant nothing come from a criminal…

it’s one day, however..when you were seeing him off to library cleanup duty that it went from harmless flirtation to a heated, forbidden love affair. “Not to be gross or anything but I gotta go take a piss, officer. I’ve been holding it since we left the cell.” he had been working diligently without a break for two hours so you’d allow it.

never had to worry about him trying anything as he had seen you take down men twice his size by yourself and even had subdued him once after a fight was incited by somebody else but he didn’t back down. (an ass whooping from you he’d soon never forget).

during that little bathroom break, you accidentally caught a glimpse of what he was working with…down south! You’d try to look away but really couldn’t help yourself. The man was hung like a horse. As a guard, you were to remain professional so the thoughts had to subside.

it was all but inevitable when you’d take him to the rec yard for exercise and you’d watch him do curl ups on the metal bars. His entire muscular back and arms riddled in tattoos; some professional pieces and others by the tip of an ink pen etched in prison. It’d be a huge violation if you’d ever acted on them and to you, that’s what made the fantasy all the more hotter.

on the trip back to finish up his last bit of library work, he utters something to you that made you freeze… “I know you were watching me earlier, officer..in the bathroom. I could feel those pretty little eyes of yours staring. Such a pervert.” Muttering sarcastically because his nasty ass loved the thought! To which you’d call his bluff and ask him so what if you were and he’d double down on it. “Then next time I’ll let you come help.” He always had a witty, smart mouthed comeback for everything.

it was getting harder to deny the sexual tension that was brewing though and as it were only the two of you left, the banter would become more and more risqué. Completely inappropriate and wrong but it felt so right..

“Can I get a good night kiss?” asks it every night when you take him back to his cell, to which you’d only ignore and instead, shove a stick of gum between his lips as a reward for his hard work..it was as close it were going to get for now.

it was when you got home that those disgusting desires could run rampant. In the solitude of your shower or bedroom, you were free to fantasize about this man and all of the things you wanted him to do you. Touching yourself, wishing it were him…a filthy criminal. From pinning your legs back and pumping you full of dick. Slapping, choking and tugging on your hair. Riding his pretty little face as you came all over his tongue. unbeknownst, he felt the same.

truthfully, it couldn’t be helped..watching the plump curvature of your ass sway in those black uniform cargos and your big supple tits tightly stuffed into that grey polo with the prison’s insignia on the left breast pocket every day drove him crazy. Those plump, juicy lips always covered in gloss that he wouldn’t mind shoving his cock between. Holding your head still while he throat fucks you into oblivion. And he just knew that pussy was fat with a mean grip. Many of nights had he lied in this cell, quietly stroking himself to the thought of his favorite guard bouncing on his dick, riding him before he’d take over and fuck up into you..smacking that round ass as he covers it in baby oil.

hearing you cry out his name..telling him how big it is as he forces all nine of those thick inches in you until it fits..just a few of the dozens of scenarios he’d play in his dirty, perverted mind. It had been years since he’d felt the touch of a woman so it was hard to restrain himself. He’d end up biting his sheets a way to gag his moans as his enclosed fist pumped until he’d splatter a giant nut all over his knuckles. Luckily he was alone in here.

when you returned to work a couple days later, that steamy tension had reached its boiling point and during day duty, you couldn’t take anymore. You needed him now! Favor was in your corner because he happened to be caught with cigarettes he smuggled from another inmate, which would have been a big infraction.

but instead, you snuck him off to a nearby closet where he’d become your personal fuck toy for the afternoon in exchange for your silence. It was his own damn fault..violating the rules and looking so damn good all the time. And he didn’t hesitate!

“You can keep a secret, can’t you, officer? I promise I won’t tell if you won’t.” taunting as he forced you back on his thick cock with his shackled hands. He’s made you squirt more times than any man ever has and it had been so long since he’d been in some pussy and especially one this tight so you had to keep him quiet because he was losing his shit. Didn’t hold it against him when he came too quick and..inside of you because you had been waiting a long time for it.

now, it’s become a regular occurrence. You can’t leave him alone and vice versa. Makes sure that no one else give you a hard time ever again and would handle it personally if they did. Guards included..in return you make sure he gets a little more on his commissary or drops him in a few cigarettes or snacks when it’s permitted. Even letting him get extra time outside, just so you could have him to yourself.

Can’t exactly communicate via cell phones so he writes you love letters that he hides in areas around the prisons for you to read when you get home. Full of filthy detail of how he’d be fucking you if he were a free man, how much he adores you and of course, all the trouble the two of you will get into the next time his beloved CO comes into work.

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astraltrickster · 7 months

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Maybe it's just everything around me being so deadly serious in a way I don't have the energy to get into nor the power to do anything about online but I feel like swinging a bat at a more local and immediately actionable hornet's nest so here we go-

There are two things in leftist/feminist media critique we NEED to get better about tackling without letting it take us in horrible counterproductive directions.

One: The way breast size is used as visual shorthand for maturity/attitude/sexual openness, and how that plays into the male gaze (which - 101 level reminder to reject what radfems have told you, this is a film critique term that has to do primarily with framing conventions, NOT some kind of mystical Objectification Beam that emanates from men's eyes, okay? okay). Namely, we need to learn to acknowledge that this visual shorthand is a thing and criticize it WITHOUT implying that it's fair or based in reality.

What do I mean by "implying that it's fair or based in reality?" I mean the way that the first thing many people do to humanize a canonically badly objectified female character is not to change up the art style to give her room for her organs, not to put her in a more natural pose in a less idealized setting, not even to frame her in a way that's more inclined to draw the eye to her face rather than her breasts, but to reduce her bust size. To call large breasts "unrealistic". As someone who had...multiple friends who were pretty well-endowed by middle school, I need to tell you - this attitude did NOT help them, it just got them called sluts and "distractions".

We need to be able to criticize it when male characters are allowed to have multiple body types (however idealized they still may be), but women's bodies are only differentiated by bust size, and yes, that IS treated as shorthand for something. We need to be able to discuss how large breasts have long been visual shorthand for maturity and sexuality, and small breasts have long been visual shorthand for innocence. We...may need to tell some character designers, especially non-tit-having ones, that no, breast growth is not inherently linked to sexual activity, nor fertility, nor is it something that just goes on forever like noses and ears. We may even, yes, want to vary up the bust sizes on some existing characters in fanart to ask people to question the way it's treated. We DEFINITELY need to bring back Free The Nipple. But we can't STOP at shrinking characters' breasts and calling it "less objectified", and we also very much cannot, as I've seen asked for, replace that with making the characters fatter and more muscular to be "more proportional" to say the same - again, please consider what you're implying to real human women with the body types you're calling "objectified" or "not objectified". When you stop there, you're telling the large-breasted woman that she IS just a sexual object. You're telling the fat girl that she CAN'T be a sexual being. You're telling the small-chested woman that she's too much of a baby for anyone to ACTUALLY be attracted to her. That's not what we need to be doing with these critiques! That's the opposite of what we need to be doing with these critiques!

Speaking of "telling the small-chested woman she's too much of a baby for anyone to ACTUALLY be attracted to", that brings me to point two: we need to figure out how to talk about how young aggressive sexual objectification starts WITHOUT implying or getting sucked into some Pizzagate-tier bullshit about the media managing to "normalize pedophilia", like - that's some gateway blood libel shit right there. "Everyone knows that molesting kids is bad and evil, but there's a secret shadowy group of people who not only do it systematically, ritualistically, lurking around every corner, looking to snatch your kids up for their wicked deeds, and they've so infected the media that they're going to manage to convince you that the horrible abuses they want to enact on YOUR poor innocent children are normal, they're so influential that even just LOOKING at their propaganda can turn a well-meaning person into a monster" - I'm not sorry, if your media critique can be paraphrased to that, you're going down a DANGEROUS path and need to go back to square one, especially if you're already starting to get suspicious of certain last names in western media, or aiming it first and foremost at a foreign culture (looking at you, anime critics).

The problem is the stereotype of men as ruthless sex-seekers and women as prizes. The problem is the idea that youth is about training for those roles. The biggest problem is the idea that women are no longer dateable once they hit 26 or so - they should either be married by then and dedicate their lives to being good wives and mothers, or simply disappear from public life as laughable failures, because ultimately that's what women are for in society.

The idea that your only years of value, especially if you're a woman, are from 18-25 is definitely some chud shit, but it's NOT pedophilia, because...get this: 20-somethings aren't children.

This standard is pervasive. It's everywhere. And because it's treated as such a default, such a constant, such a universal truth, it starts young - look how many book bans are targeting anything that DARES to state or even imply there are other options. We need to criticize that! We need to criticize how much gender standards end up having overly sexual implications even when applied to kids! We need to have serious discussions of how to disentangle the decades of social coding that make it hard to really tell who we need to be criticizing when it comes to things such as, say, prematurely "sexualized" clothing for little girls - i.e., that we have to pause and ask "...but wait, is it really that sexualized, or is it just feminine?"

We need to also have discussions of how this and the Leonardo Dicaprio standard intersect with fatphobia - i.e., is that animated girl "minor-coded", or is she just in the age range that Leo would date and super skinny because even breasts would make her look ~faaaat ewwwww~?

And we need, BADLY, to stop getting distracted from that conversation and letting it drag us to some really ugly and dangerous places instead.

#media #serious tag #keeping the property values down

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cxtoonzzz · 4 months

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question for you, Cee

do you have any headcanons for Yelena? about her appearance or history, maybe :D

Haiii ily for this question uhm!! Not sure if I'm being so original but it's worth a shot? No drawing included for this huhu

Regarding her appearance, it's pretty much canon that she has the darkest/thickest lashes known to man (I am so jealous)- I'd like to think she has long slender fingers which she maintains the length of her nails to be relatively short bc she's a very clean woman.

(I DREAM OF PAINTING THIS WOMAN'S NAILS UGH.)

Went feral looking at those pics nd thinking of her btw.

Her skin? Pale and cold to the touch. She'd probably have sunscreen as her best friend bc she burns like a chicken in the sun. She gets red and grumpy.

She's Russian (lol babooshka) as her name derives from Russia! I know this is known but isn't it so cute how her name apparently means "shining light"?

RARELY gets drunk. She drinks, but it would take a lot for her to be tipsy.

Cannot dance. Lanky woman does not know what to do with her limbs.

Without a gun in hand, Yelena's combat skills are actually pretty good. She underwent training to become a soldier, so wouldn't it make most sense? (Need her to strangle me) She most definitely is muscular. And that is canon. Not because I said so, but bc 15yo baby Armin had a full 6 pack. She has a regular workout routine and I would know because I am her girlfriend. (I'm insane)

Can cook!! Idk it just makes sense to me (she wore an apron once)

WEARS COLOGNE🤤 LIKE THAT STRONG KIND MEN USE AAAUGHH

Cuts her own bangs. Regularly gets made fun of for her cut. She's very particular with her hair and has had the same haircut for ages (she's afraid of change/j)

I can't think of any more bc I'm having brainfart but I SWEAR there's more :3

#yelena aot #yelena snk #yelena my beloved #aot #attack on titan #aot fanart #yelena #aot yelena #yelena attack on titan #yelena smut

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pitafish · 3 months

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Ain't rlly an ask but I just think that you do the best job predicting/drawing what their relationship platonic/romantic would look like after the first seasons end, also your art really resembles the characters, and I'm glad you didn't just reduce them to their main points like some people do. Where they make Raymans only trait being a murderous alcoholic who has mental breakdowns and snorts coke, and bullfrog his emotional crutches. I rlly like seeing how the series would effect bullfrog. And a lot of ppl don't expand on that. So thanks 👍👍👍 you rlly are shrimptastic 💯💯💯💪

That's very sweet of you to say. I've had plenty of practice drawing things like toons, Moomins, and muscular frogs, so these two weren't difficult for me to approach. I'm also quite comfortable conveying facial expressions, and I use the art book scans for reference on the bits I can't quite get right just yet (like Bullfrog's assassin gear). That said, with the current exception of the guilt comic and the song comic I'm currently working on, I cannot take credit for the writing in my other Rayfrog drawings. This comic was adapted from dialog in @xnightmare-eyesx fic "Glowflies in the Darkest City," and this adapted a scene from @y2kbugs "Seed of Hope" fic. If I'm getting praise for how I draw or approach these two, then these creators, alongside people like @fermentedgutz, @biframes, and @velichorus-k, need to get a nod as well. They're all excellent, and these are the people whose interpretations of the Rayman and Bullfrog (and Dolph!) dynamic I personally enjoy. But I understand where you're coming from with the concern of caricature and Flanderization. That happens, and I'm not going to dunk on how people choose to have fun in the fandom space. The thing I bear in mind is the balance between these two characters. Rayman/Ramon is anger and self-deprecation and he is compassion and gratitude. Bullfrog is justice and wisdom and he is self-sacrifice and violence. And they are both kind. The men have layers. Anyway.

I don't want to make this any longer than necessary, but thank you for the compliment. I appreciate it very much. :D

#rayfrog #bullffog #rayman clh

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madaman0 · 3 months

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Anatomy tips? I love your art style sm and I cANNOT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DRAW MUSCLES I’M SOBBING

Thanks for the kind words, I really appreciate it. There's a lot to cover when talking about anatomy overall, so i might make another couple posts out of this to give everything better coverage. But we'll start here.

First, I wanna back up from "muscle talk" for a second.

Generally, I think anatomy in the context of muscles or definition isn't super important when you're just starting out. Muscles are nice sure, part of my art style is that I draw them very often lol, but putting a bunch of muscles on a poor framework of a human body can be a bit counterproductive. Lipstick on a pig yk.

I think learning proportions first is the best step for long term anatomy learning.

It's easier to apply things like muscles, contours, definition, etc. to a human body when you have the correct proportions down i.e. it's easier to bring muscle to a body that can hold already hold a pair of ribs lol.

Proportions of the body is such a wide topic. There's so many tips and tricks that go through my head when I draw, it bakes itself into your brain after a bit. But you have to be careful to not fall into super strict notions of how the human body holds those proportions. My body is different from your body is different from an example body right.

The body types you see on my account mostly fall under the Mesomorph range. Mesomorphic bodies tend to have wider shoulders relative to the hips and waist making a sort of rough "inverted triangle" shape [I exaggerate this].

| Credit to boneytobeastly.com for this example.

For drawing Mesomorphic men [in general], the shoulders are around 3x the width of the head from ear to ear. The pecs are slightly bigger than the head. The shoulders and back hold a lot of mass and funnel pretty sharply into the hips, making our "triangle."

I think getting a good grasp of these proportions and principles is vital to starting out anatomy study. If you want to draw these big, muscly men, Mesomorphic proportions are a good place to start. [But understand the other body types listed can support muscle and build as well. You shouldn't discredit those body types and exclude them. Mesomorphs are just the most "cliche" idea of a muscular body, and it's a safe enough beginning point].

Study references, ideally real world bodies, to understand what the general principles are. And if you start getting comfortable there [applying these proportions, forming these bodies comfortably, etc] and want to move on from fundamentals to aesthetics, you can start looking to your fellow artists and see how they break down these concepts in their own unique way. See how that inspires your own creative direction. Add that muscle lol.

Hope this helps.

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sir-klauz · 1 year

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Okay sooo I have some OC characters in the mix as I’m focusing on getting my mind creativity flowing some more this month and I’m feeling inspired at the moment so I’m going to take it by the horns.

Each and every member of this universe are either gay men, lesbian, queer, hetero trans or gay trans.

Let me introduce 2 of them today! I might post some more later, I have a 3rd person coming along but I’ll leave it at this for now. I’ve partly drawn some of Zaph but if anyone wants to feel free to have a go at drawing them if they peak inspiration.

Rosen Lovell

She is 42 and lives a happy life married to her wife, I’ve not met her wife yet but this will be the plan for her. They own a one bedroom ground and first floor house, one room for each floor.

She’s known to be a little bit of a comedy queen, laid back and yet serious with a good work mind head on her, though, she’s pretty unkempt and doesn’t care much from keeping up appearances particularly aside from her casual chosen clothes that have a bit of flare in colour and detail. She’s also not much of an owner of a filter and can be judged for being rude within her way of talking, but honestly she just swears a lot and isn’t interested in manners which aren’t necessary, like wasting time holding the third fork on a table rather than just getting on with eating the tasty meal she would scarf down.

With that mouth of hers she does mess up social time with people but the friends she has love her for her brashness and honesty. Though don’t get too close to her or she’ll trip you or her up pretty fast as she’s rather clumsy. She’s terrible at planning anything but nothing makes her more happy that polishing up metalworks she enjoys creating at home before opening her market stall she occasionally opens to sell her wares on to make money for the family. Her wife will not be working for she is signed off for having depression, but she likes going to the market or the seaside sometimes with Rosen and enjoys gathering herbs as she’s a ferocious forager.

Favourite food? A good Cornish pasty, but vegetarian, as she remains not a fan of meat.

Rosen typically wears a yellow long shirt sleeveless tunic with red ruby buttons going up the middle. The tunic length just falls below the waist with a white billow sleeved shirt underneath. She wears blue skin fit trousers and brown shin high boots with a silver single buckle button on them on the foot.

Her voice is deep, her body muscular but slim with wide set form shoulders. Her hair is light brown woven into a crown braid with white ribbon. Her eyebrows are dark and firm set, serious.

Her eyes are pale blue, as light as the sky or baby blue pastel, her eyes surrounded by dark kohl liner with small swirling spirals for the decoration sweeping across the areas of skin set next to each eye. She wears no other makeup aside from this. With a wide set sharp jawline, she’s the envy of men who may believe themselves to be on par with her strength, and she could honestly cut a slab of wood with her jaw if she tried. Her wife certainly loves tracing her fingers across it in moments of loving marital affection.

Zaph

Zaph is 26 and a trans man. He’s currently single and does not wish to get into a relationship of marriage with anyone, but he does sometimes enjoy the company of women and men mutually. He’s not particularly keen on caring much for the people around him and is a loner but has a good and strict work ethic in which he succeeds in and does his job well.

He is talented at strategy and practices every day for at least 30 minutes with his live in housemate Locke, he enjoys dancing with a good sword or dancing for entertainment which is the only thing he doesn’t find boring about attending social parties or aristocratic balls he must attend until “marriage”, which is a knot for him as he never plans to get wed. Nonetheless, his fighting proficiency is high, even though he is slim, he is dreadfully strong, and his height aids well. He still cannot win against Rosen and admires her abilities and she regularly spars with him. He’s a big fan of her metal work and gets all his metal pieces and weaponry from her directly, they are good friends.

He enjoys witnessing the misfortune of others, and is vain and enjoys keeping his appearance up to scratch to his own liking, you won’t catch a hair out of place on his darkly dyed long slicked back purple hair. You can guarantee he has a mirror in every room and whilst being vain he is incredibly self conscious and often gets obsessed with making sure his hair and clothes are clean, plucked of flint and run away hairs set back in place.

Favourite food? Roasted trout with a side of roast potatoes, broccoli, parsnips, gravy, and a small side portion of turbot or cod. He loves fish and can’t get enough of it. He enjoys a good flask of honey and apple rum, but is happy being treated to an ale at a bar.

He enjoys playing tennis in leisure time and owns a set of professional rackets and equipment and plays with the local men from the Goths United Regional Tennis Club.

He’s agnostic and sees to remain that way, he’s very focused on work and doesn’t have any beliefs at the moment but he is a descendant of human and elves. He doesn’t follow his families elven faiths.

His voice is deep and lulling, his partners enjoy hearing a soothing lullaby of song for them to drift off to sleep and he is an accomplished singer but never had any interest in pursuing this. He’s not particularly considerate but this is a small area where this shows a little.

He wears a modest amount of rings on his fingers, but they do contain precious stones in them, and his attire is mostly purple garments with a high collar and brown shin high boots. He also wears a thick silver chain necklace around his neck.

His cheeks are powdered with rouge and lips painted with grey lipstick. His eyes are rimmed with black eyeliner and dark eyeshadow. His irises are white.

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I want to know more about Hisoka’s relationship with Crow!! Maybe you can do an ‘‘ask me’’ post and make little comics with them?

I’ve thought about doing something similar to that, but I don’t really have a lot of time to draw out comics, plus my knowledge of muscular men’s anatomy is terrible(along with my difficulty to draw Hisoka’s handsomeness). I cannot sully my followers’ eyes with a horrible depiction of Hisoka😭😭 BUTTTT, I can just tell you right now🧍(warning, minor manga spoilers!!!, and character death warning???)

Umm, ok so. They don’t actually meet until wayyyy later in the series, they meet near the ending of the election arc but they only make intense eye contact from a long distance away from each other. They were sort of rivals? Crow(with Milluki) was helping Killua and Alluka at the time, and Hisoka was of course helping Illumi, but the two didn’t interact at all. But, there was a long, intense(maybe intimate) level of eye contact. She was on a hill, he was on the street and they stared at each other for the longest time. As soon as Hisoka smirked at her she ran off and vanished.

It was only until shortly after the arc when they would finally speak to each other. Hisoka actually came to her first bc he wanted another “toy to play with” while he waited for Chrollo to have his nen exorcised. He tried to be all buddy-buddy with her, but she didn’t trust him, and considering he was working with Illumi before, that just raised her suspicions. But, deciding to keep her enemies close, she tagged along with Hisoka and helped him with whatever he wanted.

Their relationship blossomed very, very slowly. Hisoka enjoyed her company and he loved watching her style of fighting— it wasn’t his style but she somehow made it work, plus it was very entertaining to watch. Eventually Crow became what Illumi was to Hisoka, except she was a lot more distant and guarded than the assassin. But Hisoka wanted Crow to be much more closer to him. He was more flirtatious, and would buy her gifts like flowers and boxes of (vegan)chocolate. He was actually putting in some effort, considering she was a very strong individual and could promise him a more exciting life, he wanted to keep her for himself. Again, Crow is very untrustworthy of people, so after the first time they hooked up she immediately left while Hisoka was in the shower and acted like the ordeal never happened.

Hisoka, being the man that he is, thought it was a little game she was playing, but on their next job together when he playfully pinned her to a wall he got his face scratched. Hisoka was a bit hurt at first, but after seeing her panic and repeatedly apologize, he knew there was a soft side to her; he just needed to show her that she could trust him. Crow was going to be a challenge for him but that would just be all the more fun for him.

Crow began to trust Hisoka, slowly. When they were alone, or just in the comfort of his own home he would be much softer and kinder with her. And stupidly, he offered to give her information on Illumi and even be her little spy. Even though she wanted to trust him, the instinctual part of her brain that always kept her alive for so long was holding her back. Although, a couple of more days went by, more words were shared and eventually Crow finally warmed up to him.

She got more comfortable with Hisoka cuddling and touching her. Often, she started to snuggle into his arms when she wanted to. Crow got comfortable in his home, his bed was probably the softest one she’s ever slept in, the longest she’s ever slept in there was 2 whole days until he had to eventually wake her up. After a few months Crow considered Hisoka trustworthy. She started to stay around and pop by more often than she would before. She saw him with his hair down, without his face paint, she watched him build his card towers, and they basically fell in love with each other.

However, due to the fight with Chrollo, and Crow loosing her best friend, they had to take a break from each other(they’re not broken up, but they currently have way different things they need to deal with). Hisoka snuck onto the Black Whale to try and kill the Phantom Troupe, literally oceans away from the mainland, while Crow is trying to bring her friend’s memory back by attempting to hunt down the few remaining chimera ants.

So currently, they’re not physically together. Plus, Hisoka has gotten a sort of, post-mortem god complex due to reviving himself, and Crow does not want to deal with that kind of ego at the moment. But he’ll come down from it eventually. Before that mess though, Hisoka actually sent Crow as the messenger to the spiders, to let them know Hisoka was going to kill them all. He let her kill Machi.

Fun fact, they actually adopted a tortoiseshell kitten together, but due to current events, the cat is currently being taken care of by one of Crow’s friends. The cat’s name is Peanut.

#Hisoka x Oc #hxh oc #oc x canon

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latinokokonoi · 3 months

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just learned that i cannot draw the muscular men from one piece… i wanted to use the dilfs like puppets for myself and i couldn’t do it 💔

#gotta need to find some copium #and i cannot draw hands either… double homicide 💔#minors dni with this post #ro speaks

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crimmsonflower · 9 months

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devastated over the fact all the fandoms I’ve been getting into are just filled with muscular men and women

I cannot draw muscles!!! I only draw sleep deprived people with no will to live! Do you think they work out??? No

#art struggles #spider verse #batman #super man #sonic the hedgehog fanart #oh yeah and furries #Trying to learn how to draw those for dnd though

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femuscleblog · 10 months

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Hater Comments - A Debate With r/mendrawingwomen

Those who read the post on Femuscleblog know my arguments. I wanted to post the exchange here to show how the blog gets mischaracterized. A Reddit group that is supposed to be so "progressive" actually has a problem with women being drawn differently from the norm. Nothing Femuscleblog did was wrong . The only error was cross posting. One mistake should not constitute a ban. The majority of Femuscleblog focuses on bodybuilding, but is not a fetish site. Other sports are mentioned and their are topics related to sports science. If it was all men on the site no one would call it fetish. The Princess of Prowess is a fun webcomic and its unfortunate that the Reddit group ignores it. The correspondence from the moderators show a level of illogic and falsehoods.

"Literally, like, the first panel is her bulked up and regardless her body is drawn with the male gaze in mind even when she’s not muscular."

"I didn’t say muscular women were a fetish just like I didn’t say feet themselves were a fetish, but when you’re posting fetish content onto my sub as well as exploring fetishistic subs, it’s hard not to draw conclusions."

"Much of it is pictures of bodybuilding women. Kink isn’t sexist, but it’s akin to having someone with a blog solely dedicated to feet. Like yes, maybe they’re just interested in podiatry, but that’s not the most likely scenario."

"I’m looking at your posts. There’s nothing wrong with having a muscle kink, but we don’t allow kink on our sub."

"It’s very clearly a fetish blog. Nothing wrong with that, but fetish art doesn’t belong in our sub."

"I checked in with another mod. We agree that your being a fetish blog means you weren’t in our sub in good faith."

The most ludicrous comment was "you can have a story that empowers women with artwork that degrades them." That is contradictory. If a person was truly anti-woman they would definitely not have a woman be a main character or a hero. They would be regulated to stock characters or a role of limited significance. The moderator's response was " the fact that you’re using literally one of the most common excuses for artists in our sub says a lot." If you cannot tell the difference between cartoon exaggeration and realistic rendition then you are not an artist. All they are is a complaining fan pretending to fight for a "just cause. " Then there is a demand that artists should not be allowed to draw their own characters a certain way : "I can’t say I recall many characters with as comically shaped breasts as hers that weren’t also written to be airheads. Also, and this is the most important part, the artist didn’t have to draw her that way." The assumption that women with large breasts and blond hair is a sexist stereotype and its shocking that a group that asserts to be feminist would express a sentiment. The demand that all art look the same or that male artists should be directed to draw women a certain way sounds more authoritarian than progressive. The moderators come off as real Karens with this statement :" why did you even post to our sub? A hundred percent you would have gotten people saying the same things I have." Reddit is a platform in which all users are free to post. Interacting with different people or discovering new perspectives should not be a terrible thing. The point of free speech is that everyone gets to express their view point. One can conclude that they are not serious about change if they decide to ban anyone who disagrees with them. There is a difference between harassment , bullying, and having a debate. The group does not really have an issue with body image conformity in art or misogyny. What they really hate is that men are drawing women. Now, if it was the reverse many could see the issue with that. Dolores Dulac is not a representation of sexist caricature or sexualization. The Reddit group just imposed those concepts on the drawing. Nothing is ever going to change if you attack artists who do something different with their characters. Muscular women are not kinks or fetish material. Princess of Prowess is just a fun comedy and fantasy adventure. There is a reason Reddit gets a bad reputation. It is because these groups are toxic. The r/mendrawingwomen group can be added to that list.

#muscle women #fmg princess of prowess cartoon fbb #female bodybuilding #princess of prowess

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pls can you give us some fem chubby reader hcs? thank you so much and i hope you will have all the ssrs you wish 🥺🙏

+ Since this request and the others feel similar for me, I combined them into one! Also I haven't written anything for a long time, wwww. All NRC students, excluding Ortho my precious child, are involved here. +

Gentle, chubby fem reader. Also used 'thicc' as a synonym for chubby.

Chubby Reader MC X Twisted Wonderland men.

Not beta read.

Your unique looks and gentle demeanor are what initially draws them to you. Your gentle voice is the exact opposite of his nagging mother, and your chubby body just radiates warmth, that's why perhaps Riddle seeks your company out, albeit secretly. He doesn't want you to know your praises are soothing to his ears.

Cater initially wanted to tease you, but a quick pout in his direction got the son of the Diamond family trembling on his knees. Oh, you're the very definition of cute, you're adorable, for even if he doesn't like 'cute' things, you're an exception.

You always wondered why Trey brings you baked goods. Cakes, brownies, red velvets, anything he bakes he will give it to you. You voiced out your insecurity once that you'll gain weight, but Trey is quick to reassure you with the gentle caresses of his big hands on your waist that you look absolutely beautiful.

If you meet Deuce when he's in his delinquent phase, then perhaps he would bully you because of bad peer influence, but he is now a changed man. He is a supportive friend and loves it when he can feel your presence with him, you just radiate a warmth that he cannot explain. Once you hugged him, as a sign of your affection, his face pressed into your plump chest, Deuce exploded into a stuttering, blushing mess.

Oh dear, when Ace saw you hugging Deuce, he is quick to be on your side, exasperatedly asking why can't you do that to him too. It's unfair, y'know? He's one of the people to first befriend you! Tsk. Ace's hands will always hover over you as if resisting the urge to touch you everywhere. Once you hugged Ace, his face pressed on your soft chest, he'll sigh and sent Deuce an arrogant, victory smirk. Just like that, chaos will ensue.

Ruggie is fascinated with you, you look so plump, so cute, and he adores it. You're kind to him too, always sharing your food with him, and with your gentle demeanor, you never raised your voice unprovoked. Pet him once and Ruggie turns into an obedient hyena ready to act on your command.

Beastmen loves meat, and prefer meat over bones. You always wonder if somehow, Leona will eat you. The Prince of the Sunset Savannah always shamelessly rakes his eyes over your form. Lashes fluttering as he looks at you up and down. Frankly, it made you insecure, because why would he do this? The answer will come in the way he would grab you in the Botanical garden, making you plop on the ground as he put his head on your thighs, acting as his pillow. Leona will never tell you, but your softness and gentleness always lull him into his much-needed sleep, also, he may or may not accidentally grope your tiddies. What? Feline creatures like him are fascinated by round things.

He will never tell, but you make Jack nervous. He can't help it! You once sat behind him and absentmindedly grabbed his fluffy tail as he saw you pressed it into your cheeks, and Jack almost had a heart attack. He loves the way you're so plump it makes him want to protect you with his muscular form.

Azul once ask if you wanted a piece of diet advice, out of the good of his own heart, or maybe not. You can't tell if he's being serious, but if you accept it or decline, Azul is still quick to praise your efforts while accepting that land creatures have different body types. Besides he prefers you're plumpness, it makes him feel something. He is quite concerned, and he won't tell but he fears that you'll get bullied too. You reassure him that you're alright. Once Azul caught wind of a student who throws unexpected backhanded compliments in your way, said student ended up at the bottom of the barrel. Fear not, Azul will offer you a contract that will make you require his protection. And no, it's not his excuse to make you rely on him because it feeds his ego. No, Azul will deny it, yet his tentacles coming alive is the opposite indication.

If you crave something and somehow it ends up in front of you, Jade is most likely the mastermind behind it. Don't you know that eels love soft things? A hand on your thigh, gently squeezing as you sat beside him, or a caress of your waist as Jade hovers over you. One time Jade is wiping the glasses when you leaned over the countertop, your full and bouncy chest pressing over the bar, tired and out of your wits, you let out a satisfying yawn. Mouth wide open as you tried to fight your drowsiness. Only to jerk up in surprise at the sound of glasses breaking. Alert, you saw Jade smiling at you, yet his eyes are closed. "Please don't worry, I just had to release the tension somewhere else," Jade said as he pats your head. Though you're confused, you let that one slide even though you saw fragments of glasses in his hand. Tsk, you have no idea just what you do to poor Jade, don't you?

You can't figure out Floyd, he's an enigma. But if there's one thing he loves, it's squeezing the life out of your body. "You're so soft," Floyd would lovingly sigh, resting his head on your shoulder, as you're entangled in his arms. One of his famous mood swings came with a peculiar request, he ask you to squeeze his head using your thighs. Of course, you declined, that is embarrassing! Bad take, Floyd looms over your body as he tried to intimidate you. It can only go on one thing: When you decline Floyd would forcefully part your legs, then will lovingly wrap them around his neck. Making you get stuck in an awkward, shameless position with him. You're a mess because your thighs are choking him! And yet, you just can't find it in your heart to reprimand the clingy and moody eel.

Kalim is a ray of sunshine, and you will always find yourself hugging the little man. His face brightens as you return his affection. And he, for some reason, likes to bury his face on your chest. If Kalim is feeling sad, you're the first person he'll go to. Please comfort him, put his head lovingly on your chest and he will be in a good mood again.

It's peculiar the way Jamil seeks your attention. At one-moment he'll treat you like how he treats everyone else, then the next he will put an arm on your thigh, absentmindedly caressing as you sat beside him at one of Scarabia's party. You heard Jamil humming once, and goodness, his voice is utterly angelic that you can't help but coo and throw praises in his way. That day, unbeknownst to you, Jamil is blushing hard under his hoodie basking in your body warmth and kindness. Praise him more, will you?

With you're physique, you're at odds with Vil. A model who sought to be the fairest of them all. Most often than not, Vil will recommend diet regimens, telling you to exercise more and whatnot, sometimes he comes off as arrogant and nagging, much like Azul. It is quite exhausting dealing with him, yet once you truly show Vil that you love your body, then he will leave you alone. Vil supposes that there's a charm in your chubby physique. He found himself wondering what it feels like to be the center of your affection seeing that you can only gently reprimand him, and you return his rude gestures with kindness. Oh, potato, you're too good for their world. Yet, those are just wandering thoughts for the Vil Schoenheit, but he will stand up for you if one of his acquaintances, from the industry or the school, insults you, he won't tolerate it. That person will get fired the very next day or will face the wrath of the most beautiful man in the world.

Your relationship with Rook is really interesting. The Hunter will love chasing you! And it just creeps you out a tiny bit when he found out your exact measurements. Expect hugs from him, from behind, from the front. You wonder if it's his hands you feel ghosting over your ass, but not outright touching inappropriately. You will find random poems about you, and how you're the goddess of fertility, ah, the typical hunter.

Epel will go crazy about your shape. Women in their village are quite fleshy, and Epel loves your curves. You have a busty chest, plump thighs, and a rounded butt, what more can he ask for? You're the perfect one for this manly man. Just pay attention to him, m'kay? Don't call him cute, or you will find yourself succumbing to his deadly cuteness.

Idia is losing sleep over you. You praise him, saying that you love his hair. You're kind, you don't push him out of his comfort zone, and above all of that? You're 'thicc af' for him. You caught him staring at you for quite a while, and when you told him that, Idia's hair quickly went up in red flames, and he's running back inside his room. Gosh, he's losing his mind! Ffs! He dropped his tablet when he realized that his search history includes... quite vulgar, peculiar searches about anime characters with chubby body shapes like you. Man, Idia wouldn't mind if you choked him with your thicc thighs. Idia almost slammed his head on his table, Damn, he's down bad for you.

Faeries love fertile things. With your busty chest, wide hips, thick thighs, and a plump butt, you're body is the definition of fertility, perfect for bearing a child. Malleus doesn't care at first, he could not help but scoff as you shyly hide your plump body away from him. You can't help the insecurity simmering in your belly, like Vil, Leona, and even Idia, Malleus is just too good-looking, and he's tall too. The Prince of Fae will remind you just how desirable you look, though it's just a shame you always miss his remarks about how truly he adores your body. You also have a gentle demeanor, much like how one would associate the shape of round with kindness, you have no sharp edges to your personality. As your friendship deepens, Malleus finds comfort in your warmth, especially when you hug him and caressed his head. Just don't let your hands wander too much it ends up on his horns, or you will find a possessive dragon hovering above you in your bed.

For some reason, Lilia always ends up pressing his tiny head over your chest. This little old faerie will excitedly float above you, then will accidentally land on your boobs. His face squished between your two mounds. You eventually get used to it, and you can't help but feel that Lilia is treating you like a... teddy bear, with how much he loves to hold your body. Lilia tells you it's because, in Briar Valley, the fae race doesn't have many interesting body shapes like yours, they're all slender and tall, or small and quite thin, choosing to display that even though they have the power to change forms anyway. Don't be insecure! Lilia wonders how would your thighs look like with a bite mark on them.

Sebek is bursting red, literally. Human! How dare you have such a voluptuous figure that looks delicious to the eyes of fae?! Every time he talks to you, he needs to focus on your face, but it's like Sebek wants to smack himself for staring at your busty chest instead. He will randomly scream once he finds out how much he wishes to lay his head on your thighs.

For Silver, you're the perfect pillow. Please don't get him wrong, Silver adores your softness. Your big boobs are the perfect pillows for him, as with your thighs. Rest his head on your chest, as you play with his hair and he will fall asleep within seconds, your gentle heartbeat lulling him to peacefulness. And if Silver catches people bad-mouthing your appearance? He will wake up, and defend you like the knight in shining armor that he is.

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