#SO STUBBY AND ROUND AND FAT

[citrenecult]

hehe frowg

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[sticker-star-sketchbook]

Tell me.

HOW CAN YOU DRAW SO CUTE???

😭😭😭😭💞💞💞

thanks haha!

to be fair rise made insanely adorable turtle tots

but here's a breakdown of my drawing process when it comes to the tots (and just drawing babies v adults in general):

(buckle up for a lot of images and rambling XD)

cute-ness essentially boils down to proportions and shape language--ie the smaller and rounder you are, the cuter you tend to be

when you're a baby, you're smaller and squishier--so mikey's head is a 1/3 of his body as a toddler, but 1/6 as a teenager

also limbs tend to be stubby and short when you're younger, I tend to emphasize that by not drawing mikey with visible toes as a tot because it makes him feel like he hasn't grown as much yet

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when it comes to the face proportions are super important to emphasize the cute

babies tend to be cuter because their facial features are closer together and they have big eyes, which makes them much easier to connect with

as you grow, your face stretches out, your eyes appear smaller, and your mouth and nose will drop further and further away from your eyes

also you lose baby fat as you grow up, making your face sharper (best seen with raph 'cause mikey's shape language is all circles)

here's an example from moana, watch as the older she gets, the longer her face gets and the less round her cheeks are:

and of course in real life, same as moana, the older someone gets, the less round they become and facial features fill out the head more, rather than being bunched together:

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to end, i learned a lot about this by drawing from life and observing kids and adults--this is essential to learning how to draw and from looking at other artists and what they suggested when it comes to drawing cute, Griz and Norm are a great resource for this and in other general drawing tips :)

when it comes down to it, when aiming for cute, the chunkier and smaller and rounder the better

anyway, that was long, hope that was what you meant to ask lol XD

[ntls-24722]

They are! @croissantlune201

babies are fat and very round. They've got stubby everything, especially digits and the antennae, and they're this bluish white because pigments take a second to develop on their initially soft outer shells, and the color is coming from their blood! The only thing really hard on them is their "nose", used to break through their eggshell with a little "egg tooth" at the end.

So - they're not as self-sufficient as a lot of aliens that I see because Drohnen residents are big, even for Drohnen's standards (most life is very big on account of the low gravity) - it was kind of a trauma response from their ancestors since they used to not be at the top of the food chain, so they made their descendants the size of their predators (40-70 feet tall!). Because of them no longer really being preyed upon (at least, on land - Drohnen residents are scared shitless of the ocean because there are massive whales that actively hunt them), their babies can afford to be kind of unbaked. They can (badly) start walking early but they're blind for awhile, hearing being the first other sense they really start developing. Which brings me to what Drohnen residents find cute!

Big ole ear holes, offwhite colors, stubby antennae, fewer teeth (they grow more of them as they age) and exaggerated eyesockets (real big or real small).

that being said, this is what the drohnen waifu looks like (right)

(Note, an edit i've made to the species - eye color is delegated to the sclera, not the iris. therefore, in eyes, the appeal is found less in the pupil/iris and rather the color and highlights delegated to the outside. many cartoons have very small pupils for that reason.)

[ohnonotthehorrors]

Etho… maybe shouldn’t have been as shocked as he is.

Messing with time, dragging people from all different worlds. Surely something would be… tipped a bit too far. Skewed too much.

It didn’t help that the universe is run so strongly on belief. On acting the part.

(Etho has been around a very long time. He knows how the world works. Likes to think he can control and mold a good portion of it too. So he knows that the main rule of the universe is that if you act like something is true, it’ll end up true.

Nothing is as powerful as spoken words)

So no, maybe he shouldn’t have been surprised at the… scrambled ages of his friends. He himself feels… different. Like there’s a shake settling in to his hands that hadn’t been there before. White hairs that are more silver than snow.

It hadn’t even been entirely noticeable at first.

Sure Grian had been a few inches shorter- but he was a short man! And maybe his voice was a bit louder and more annoying, but well… it’s Grian. Later when they’re in the nether and Grian has a sword in his hands Etho will notice the baby fat clinging to his cheeks and wonder…

And maybe Tango kept growing and shrinking depending on which room he was in- but Tango is weird. Weirder still with his new Decked Out project. And alright, maybe Skizz looks a tad older and Impulse has a new workout routine that shaved a few years off.

But that shouldn’t have been SO weird right?

Wrong.

So wrong. It just isn’t until Etho stumbles across the Choppers (Flockers? Talkers?), that he has to stop lying to himself.

Staring up at him is a face he knows. Or should know at least.

Because those are Bdub’s eyes, Bdub’s smile. His best friend’s voice- but higher pitched and impossibly squeakier. The face is round and squishy and the kid’s fingers are stubby, and those same eyes are wider and brighter and- and that’s not Etho’s Bdubs.

That’s a kid. A baby really.

Barely in his preteens, if that. Cleo laughs at the face Etho must be making and then glares at him- what for he isn’t sure. “Don’t treat him differently?” “Don’t treat him the same?” Maybe just, “die before I kill you.”

Whatever it is he’s fully intending to listen- not the least because he’s pretty sure Cleo is the only one his age. (There’s streaks of grey peppered along her red strands).

He turns down the offer of being their father (and isn’t THAT just such a- a thing to think) and goes on his merry cow finding way. Of course that’s not the end of it.

Etho pauses half way through eating a truly uncomfortable family dinner to wonder how the fuck he ended up here. His partner ex-something friend son, is not helpful

[mychlapci]

Prowl saying they should get rid of them? Nooo, the moment he suggests that Ratchet looks ready to throw hands, and if he didnt have an armful of bitlets he’d 100% beat the living daylights out of Prowl.

Maybe they switch every week once the second litter is old enough to spend more then a couple hours away from Megatron. Ratchet has the younger litter on the first week, everyone ends up loving the little guys- yet when they cry its just….sirens🚨. Extremely. Loud. Ambulance. Sirens. and then him and Megatron swap every sunday. The autobots trying to deal with demanding little brats once Ratchet has to parent the older bitties for the week, they bite, hiss and throw whatever their stubby arms can pick up, they’re strong for such tiny creatures, clearly their mix of genetics is the reason. But then they act like utter sweethearts for Ratchet so he doesnt believe any of the autobots saying his children are little twats because his sire-coding tells him they’re all trying to get his bitlets in trouble, tiny devils with bright blue optics and innocent-sounding giggles- innocent to Ratchet anyway.

They learn VERY quickly that Prowl shows the most emotion toward their shenanigans and he’s usually the one they annoy the most. Escaping whoever’s care their under when Ratchet has something important to and they escape JUST to annoy Prowl until he bluescreens or just drives off. I’d say something about lockdown / prowl but idk if it’d make sense but imagine prowl comes back from one of his little drives, those drives can last 4-5 days depending on how stressed he is, and he comes back pregnant. Anyway.

So naturally everyone fawns over the younger sparklings when its their turn to be round, Chubby cheeks with bright red optics is just too cute for even the most stubborn Autobots to ignore, so they get cuddles by everyone, ignoring that they carry the crazy warlord genes is hard, Even prowl interacts with these bitlets instead of the older hellspawns.

I really wanna draw the devil spawns, but like..I get so stressed drawing plus i almost broke my neck on some ice ;-;

SIDE RANT. Uh. Not really a rant I personally want to say that Burnt Ice anon seems to have a big brain thats really wrinkly because whatever they send gives the tingles, we need to make their ideas canon. 👍

- Chase anon, again im soo sorry i feel feral rn ;-;

I always enjoy the thought of grumpy, strict Ratchet being an absolute softie when it comes to his own bitlets. The older sparklings spent more time with Megatron so they're a little more hissy than the younger ones, which were born after Ratchet told everyone and therefore have been spending a little more time with him, and the autobots in general. But he loves all of them all the same. Oh, the older bitlets bit Prowl? No, they wouldn't do that! They're his bitlets, after all, and they've been raised with some manners, thank you very much! if they bit you, it was probably your own damn fault. He just coddles them so much that everyone is in complete disbelief that Ratchet even has that amount of kindness in him. 

Prowl eventually getting used to the younger bitlets because they're pretty sweet, all things considered, but the older ones he wishes would stay with Megatron. They're violent and they seem to only ever want to bite him. Of course, genocidal maniac genes carry on to all of the bitties, it's only a matter of time before the younger ones start causing trouble... Not to mention… Ratchet's pretty big and boxy. Megatron is twice as big and twice as boxy, so you know the bitlets are big, fat, and strong as hell. Menaces, the lot of them. 

Btw now i also kind of wanna draw the megaratch babies… i wish i had the time for it. and the art skills. oh well

[randomwriteronline]

thinking about spherus magna so so so much and i NEED to write about the tribes and their bodies and their eating habits

to start off - agori and glatorian are like dogs and wolves: same progenitor, compatible to create hybrids capable of reproduction, different appearances and strengths but similar genetic curriculum.

the seven tribes have specific differences in appearance but most of their anatomy is still the same - humanoid, sharp spaced teeth, vestigial minuscule stubby tail, flat nose, small ears. cross-tribe children weren't very common before the shattering (big ass planet and all) and might become more common as time passes (lots of people died and whatnot), but due to there being no real hierarchy in the gene pool they wont necessarily be perfect hybrids of their parents: more often than not they will resemble only one of them, or showcase smaller traits of the other.

Tapyri (Fire tribe) - oval pupils stretched horizontally, tough skin that secretes a layer of protective mucus good for hot dry climates. different skin pigmentation in the form of spotted patterns, mostly on the back, is surprisingly common.

Gaquri (Water tribe) - crescent pupils stretched horizontally, drop-shaped sturdy scales that slightly overlap. hands and feet are lightly webbed between their fingers, while the eyes have a protective lid for underwater diving.

Lebori (Jungle tribe) - beaded pupils stretched vertically, short thin feathers, mostly greenish, which generally have little use. fingertips, palms and soles have small hooked cells to better their grip when climbing trees and rocks.

Koniri (Ice tribe) - rhomboidal pupils stretched vertically, thick fur that sheds and changes color depending on the seasons. powerful nails and bite, build up fat much easier than other tribes and are incredible sprinters on short distances.

Banuri (Sand tribe) - slit pupils stretched vertically, very small polygonal scales tightly placed together. small sharp horn-like protrusions all over the body, mostly the head, and remarkable adaptability to varying temperatures.

Potori (Rock tribe) - rectangular pupils stretched horizontally, wooly fur that varies in thickness depending on place of origin*. duller teeth, immune to most poisons, have heightened endurance in harsh climates and tougher bones.

Fezeri (Iron tribe) - round pupils similar to a photocamera's aperture, sectioned carapace not unlike that of an insect over skin. have a tendency to develop reddish crusts with age which need to be removed through cyclical moltings.

when it comes to food. oh baby.

ANY CREATURE in the desert is fair game. theyre most of the meat available and by god these people will Fucking Get It or die trying. blood is both cooked and drunk (usually on special occasions) and is often given to sickly, pregnant or young individuals; bones are generally split open for marrow, but while smaller ones can be grated or used to make stock broth, the bigger ones are kept to make weapons or tools - the only ones that eat them are the Bone Hunters, which is why they're called that in the first place, and the Zesk and Vorox, who have built in weapons.

Tapyri have very fertile soil but horrendously high temperatures, so they can grow only a select few plants, mostly cereals. common foods are iron snails and a type of edible lava residue, but a real delicacy is the elusive heat-resistant mole, which is incredibly fat and tender but also fucking FAST. they cook mostly on slabs of rock heated over lava, or on roasts

Gaquri eat anything that enjoys humidity - slugs, leeches**, tadpoles, frogs, other small amphibians, fish and crustaceans if they had any. their vegetables are cave mosses and freshwater algae or kelps - a specific type produces "kelp jades", round fruits that are sticky as hell. they tend to eat things raw, but can also afford to steam or boil their stuff

Lebori have the vastest array of fruits and greens available thanks to living in the green lung of a fucking desert and everybody imports that good stuff from them. their local protein source is comprised mostly insects***, worms and other invertebrates, which they employ in various methods. since they have access to oil, they often default to frying food

Koniri have access to small game and a discrete amount of forests in which they've learned to recognize edible berries, leaves and especially branches. a typical dish for them is a bundle of sticks wrapped in very far strips of meat. in some lakes they also harvest a strange type of anemone. when they don't freeze-dry their food, they tend to either boil or roast it

Banuri relied evenly on hunting, gathering, and husbandry. Zesk and Vorox have adapted thoroughly to the desert ecosystem, and while the first still gather lichens, the latter most hunt in packs

Bone Hunters, being scavengers, eat anything and everything; the Skrall had a more plant-based diet, but in Bara Magna added salt-dried meat; other Potori prefer vegetables like briars and thistles

Fezeri lived in fairly comfortable climates and could afford a pretty varied and balanced diet. Telluris allegedly eats, but nobody can confirm. Sahmad is trying to fuckin survive. give him a break

*Bone Hunters, native to the Bara Magna area, resemble goats; the Skrall, native to a snowy mountain area, resemble sheep. similar cases are found in all tribes across Spherus Magna (ex. BaMa lebori are more akin to geckos, BoMa lebori to lemurs)

**Gaquri would, as such, be the first to try and eat a kraata or krana without even thinking about it. the consistency would not bother them, but they would be mostly perplexed to discover there's food that tastes, respectively, "dark" and "bright"

***scarabax beetles not included, because they taste horribly and are not worth the effort of catching to feed off of them for anybody. Click will live forever

[filled-with-fat]

Working at McDonald’s

Hi, I’m Archie. I’m 14, I go to a state school in Leeds. I’m skinny, protruding bones, I get called a twink. But I want to be fat, I don’t want to be skinny, weight has never stuck, despite all efforts to get some pudgyness to me, it’s never worked. So tomorrow I start work at McDonald’s.

I got into my shift at 10:00, a 5 hour shift with a 50 minute lunch break. The reason why I chose McDonald’s over any other establishment is each day you get a £2.50 voucher to spend on THEIR food. You might be thinking this ain’t much, but £2.50 on McDonald’s food goes a long way, especially if you add £1 of your own money and spend it all on a meal deal, you can get a Big Mac, Large fries and drink, McFlurry and 2x Chocolate Bars all within budget, and a fat belly should come as free. I spent the whole 50 minutes lunch break eating, and the rest of the time was just boring work.

Slowly but surely, the fat piled on. After every shift my belly was round and full, overstretched by the food it was filled with. Gradually, my belly enlarged, it held more and more food every time I worked there, my belly wobbled a bit with fat, and my ass had swelled to 2 burst-worthy ballons. Soon, my stomach stretched out of size XS shirt I had been given, I was given an M, my backside swelled to a greater extent, I was given a size L in pants. My face got rounder and fuller and I looked red more often, schoolmates commented and joked with how fat I was getting, but I enjoyed it! I felt worthy, I felt like I had accomplished my innermost dreams, and I wasn’t going to stop there. I started working school days and stopped going to classes, I worked 7 hour shift so I got a 2 hour lunch break, which I would spend seated in the “staff only” area filling my belly with goodness. My stomach grew larger, it’s fat formed an overhang which rested on my widening lap, it pushed out of the M sized shirt I had been bestowed and edged towards the table I was eating at, my but cheeks were enviable: 2 swollen basket balls that wobbled as I walked, they had ripped the size L pants I had been given weeks ago, they were now nearly doing the same with the XL ones I was wearing, my face looked fatter and redder with ever, I was slowly becoming the epitome of a McDonald’s worker.

Obesity is kind of expected for McDonald’s workers, that’s the only reason I chose to work their, the free food on offer is some of the most calorific you can buy, and we eat it every day without fail. All of my colleagues, some merely students like me, are already hooked into an obese existence, we are the result of eating the food customers order daily, we’re fat. For me, it’s therefore such an erotic environment!! I started having lunch with a15 year old boy named Alfie. He dropped out of state school and works full time at McDonald’s, He’s about 5ft5, brown hair green eyes, stubby and fat boy, huge belly (twice the size of mine) with unproportionally small legs. Each day at lunch, we challenge each other to how much we can eat, so far he’s winning but I’m not to far behind. He tells me daily how fat my legs and arse are, he jokes with me that I need to go on a diet and that I need to go to a gym, He likes it when I say I just can’t stop eating whilst shoving a BigMac in my mouth and rubbing my belly, he gets turned on when I spill the ketchup all down my Size 2XL t-shirt, he specially likes to wipe it up trying to reach me from his seat across the table(his big belly stops him). He gets erect when I walk infront of him as my whopping ass wobbles behind me, some days he rubs it and shoves a finger through my swarmed cheeks. Me and Alfie shall feed each other until our stomach bursts.

[writingraven]

Describing Characters

Body Types

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- agile

- ample

- angular

- average

- awkward

- barrel-chested

- beefy

- big

- bony

- brawny

- broad

- bulbous

- bulging

- burly

- busty

- calloused

- chubby

- chunky

- coltish

- compact

- corpulent

- curvy

- dainty

- defined

- delicate

- dimpled

- distended

- droopy

- elongated

- fast

- firm

- fit

- flabby

- fleshy

- flexible

- frail

- full-figured

- gangly

- gaunt

- generous

- giant

- heavy

- hourglass

- hulking

- hunched

- husky

- lanky

- large

- lean

- limber

- lissome

- lithe

- long-legged

- muscular

- nimble

- paunchy

- petite

- plump

- plush

- pot-bellied

- puny

- rotund

- rounded

- scrawny

- sculpted

- short

- shriveled

- skeletal

- skinny

- slender

- slim

- slinky

- sluggish

- soft

- solid

- spindly

- spiny

- spry

- square

- squat

- stacked

- starved

- stiff

- stocky

- stout

- strapping

- stubby

- stunted

- sturdy

- supple

- swift

- tall

- teeny

- thick

- thin

- tiny

- toned

- trim

- underfed

- undersized

- voluptuous

- willowy

- wiry

- withered

- wobbly

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Writing Notes

- make sure you’re not being fat phobic! there are words with negative connotations in this list because they can be useful when describing unlikable characters, but make sure you know how and why you’re using them

- someone’s size affects them constantly so do not have your big character able to squeeze through a tight doorway or a short character reach the top shelf with ease or something like that; just keep size in mind throughout your writing — it’s something that has a tendency to slip through the cracks of stories

- but also size does not change personality; do not make it a main character trait — there is more to a person than their physical appearance

[alaskanexile]

Thinking on that sona what was made from cats and bears again.

Ok, so again, picture a Kodiak Bear. Now, sprouting from within its stubby round bear ears is a pair of tall feline ears.

Along the top and back of the head is a mane, akin to a manned wolf's but more voluminous. She wears it like hair because furry and some of it goes like bangs.

She's missing an eye because was there ever any doubt she would be?

Now give it a snout akin to a tigers or other big cats, shorter and wider basically.

Lots of teeth, lots of em. Kinda jutting out uggily, but only when the mouth Is open.

Nice powerful, almost collar of fur around her neck and chest.

Physically, this is still mostly ursine so this bitch is large and fat and powerful. Anthropomorphic but not all the way to just "human with an animal head" levels. Funny, stocky, animal legs.

Three big bushy tails, kinda sharky somehow.

Fur is brown mainly but darkens in places. The mane is much darker than the rest of the fur. Along the back and the inner feline ears is a set of lighter brown to maybe tan stripes.

[inspector-montoya-fox]

Let's talk character design for a bit. I love our villains' designs, because SP incorporated so much into them. Personality, motive, and the fact that this is our own universe completely inhabited by animals are all aspects which are folded into the baddies' appearances like a stubby calzone. Just imagine a stubby calzone for a second. What a cutie.

Consider Arpeggio's design, for instance. The beret, bow tie, monocle and itty bitty mustache suggest he's sophisticated, classy, has accumulated a bunch of wealth; throw in there the fact that he's the game's final boss as well as his voice which we briefly heard in He Who Tames the Iron Horse and you already know we're facing an eccentric millionaire genius in the last episode without even meeting him yet. The haircut, beret and cape also hint at him being inspired by Renaissance artists, the designs in his intro cutscene referencing Da Vinci. If he's reserved as the final villain in the game and just such a huge threat, then why is he so little? He seems like a brainiac but could never be as menacing as Rajan. And there you have it: just a perfectly rounded character solely presented through his design.

It's all also reflected in the choice of species for each character. Black widows mate and kill: the Contessa. Roosters have a sense of abrasive moxie and eagerness to mate: Tsao. Bulldogs have an attitude with a mug similar to a gangster's: Muggshot (also the term underdog here, his bullies never considered him a threat and in the end he... um... murdered them? idk). It all goes hand-in-hand, it's just so effortlessly perfect, even when it doesn't have to be.

So, despite its initial trajectory, this post was always intended to be, and you guessed it, anti-Thieves in Time rhetoric. Because I was just thinking today about its villains and like, the choices are just so underwhelming. In the cutscenes, El Jefe wears a military uniform because he works in the military; the Grizz wears a tracksuit because... he's a rapper ?? I know I've addressed this like 89319821092 times already but what's with the choice of species too? We've done tiger already, next. They could have gone with anything else, even another cat animal like a puma would make more sense, just to push the design to its limits. Like it's nothing groundbreaking but it would make more sense for a cheetah to wear his sports tracksuit and have his skill set because it's a really fast animal. Where. Are. The. Ideas. I wanted new, exciting animals we never saw prior. Ant-eater, octopus, zebra, eagle, platypus. Give me an otter at this point, I'll take it. Why not utilise an animal's characteristics to come up with some innovative ideas instead of yet another tiger, or an elephant who is, guess what, fat, or a skunk who, and i can not stress this enough for the love of fuck, stinks. *Sigh*

So anyway, yet another post idea brought about by Thieves in Time slander. Will it ever end?

[nation-of-bros]

Selfishly Forced Transition

This stocky, hairy brother with backward cap invites you to cuddle. It took you a lot of effort to make him like this! But the hard work was worth it for now you can enjoy how his shorts are finally damn tight since his body has become very massive thanks to your forced fattening. The big belly is constantly sticking out over his shorts to encourage you to pet him. You did everything to make him what your cock longed for so much: A thick strong hairy bear! But you're not entirely satisfied with his transition to a stocky bro, because there's still plenty of room for more bulk on his ribs! At least that's how your cock sees it. After all, you want the perfect strong bear by your side!

You don't give a shit if he ever wanted it or not because you stipulated that he must be a real big bear for you! He had no choice but to settle for having his once lean athleticism ruined forever in being an extremely massive bro. Nevertheless, he tries to regain his former tenderness with a lot of training and weights. But the harder he trains, the hungrier he gets; hunger, which you are overfond of satisfying lavishly! Thus, no matter how hard he works, it only makes his muscles grow, but doesn't shrink his stomach, which instead becomes even bigger and rounder. Now he's standing in front of you, with a big round belly pushing out far to make it increasingly difficult being covered by a shirt. With every movement he performs, his stomach gets exposed again. And his fat bear's ass lets even oversized baller shorts to look damn tight.

You can't help but hug your big bear lovingly, at least that's what you try to do. Your own hands enjoy your magnificent work constantly stroking that delicious, extremely thick bear's belly. He grumbles: "Look what you've made me into. I feel so heavy and fat!" You have to grin. Then, in response, your hands travel down into his crotch to grab the thick, short stub of that bear with relish: "Brother, I can feel how much it makes you hard to be my big strong bear. I know you secretly like it. Your hard cock confirms it!"

He just grumbles like a real bear again instead of uttering a real word. "Yeah, my fat bear, finally say that you are a bear and want it! Finally admit it!" Your thick brother is trying to bring himself to grumble a barely intelligible yes. "I don't understand you, my bear!" Your hands continue to massage his thick, stubby tail and big pot belly in parallel. "How does it feel to be so heavy and strong?!" "Fuuuck, it's awesome, please don't stop!" "It's fuckin hot to be my big, strong bear, huh?!" Fuck yeah! This is me! "What are you?!" "I'm a big bear and fuuuck, I love it!" Your cock is rock hard and instantly twitches when you hear these words from your big bear bro. You feel the precum ooze out of you massively. You're finally there and he understands well why he had to become the way he is now and forever!

You completely destroyed his old weak self to create something so much better new out of the rubble. Now he is incredibly broad, muscular and fat, just another big bear brother of the pack, whom you are reluctant to share, preferring to abuse solely for your own satisfaction! After all, you put a lot of work into this brother to become big for you!

[meowizard]

bored as hell here's some body headcanons for cookies i like

princess

chubby as hell - inherited her body type from her gran, so she gains and loses body fat + muscle quickly. same height as most 12 year olds but insists she's taller than knight (she's not). amab. wide nose, round hollyberry family eyes. cupid's bow lips. uses a cane when her paralyzed leg acts up :P

raspberry

was 'tall for her age' until about 16, whereapon she stopped growing and is now shortest in her family. cup size probably about c, she has a slender build and is muscular but not Built. did ballet into her 20s and walks like it. perfect posture. high cheekbones nd her hair is naturally pin straight, she has it curled for special events. lost her left pinky in a rapier accident (that teacher was fired)

orange

broad shoulders! probably about a 3:2 ratio of bust to hips. soft features, very straight nose. defined arm muscles. styles her baby hairs into waves, has dark freckles in summer. double eyelids. she has dimples and thick eyebrows; doesn't often wear makeup except for lipgloss.

lime

goes into the plus-sized category; pear shaped, or whatever you wanna call it. most of it is muscle, though. she has rough feet, especially, and moisturises her hands to death. she takes pride in her clear skin. she has acrylics when volleyball's not in season. her nose is flat but upturned and her eyes are monolidded

grapefruit

chubby but more athletic than anything. very flexible, but bad posture when she's comfortable. resting bitch face - in the way she always looks like she's making jokes about you, not that she's going to beat you up. button nose and strong calves for skating. sometimes has random plaits and ribbons sewn in from strawberry, but never ties her hair up because it gets in the way of her helmet.

lemon

slim build. bunch of scars and burn marks. also has monolids, and low cheekbones, and dimples. kind of has a mullet but his hair has moreso grown out weird since being shaved in random places so many times. skinny fingers. rectangle shaped boy. not much muscle.

cotton

also chubby! has perpetually warm hands with short stubby nails. big round weepy eyes and long eyelashes. putting her at a b-cup, and she has wide hips. strong legs, too

white lily

i hc her as intersex - she has broad shoulders and a sharp jaw and is scary tall but apart from that there's nothing imposing about her. nothing about her body sort of makes itself - she's skinny and lanky like a baby deer with eyes to match. stacked on top of herself like a house of cards. green-blue veins. bottlecap boobs and long fingers.

caramel arrow

taller than average. prominent bone structure, especially clavicle. narrow eyes; grecian nose. the thing in the inner corner of her eyes (which google tells me is called the 'lacrimal caruncle') is pronounced. sharp jawline, too. gains muscle easily. she has a 1:1 bust to hips ratio. wide mouth, slim lips. and eyebags.

espresso

skinny, permanent scowl. dark eyelashes and double eyelids, thick eyebrows, creased face. sharp and hooked nose. fucked with hrt quote too much unquote in his teens and his hormones are oh so messed up. a-cup, high cheekbones. small build but not short short. loses weight easier than gaining it.

[forgottenstoryweaver]

Orcus, the Hatred

A Demonic Dungeons and Dragons Fan Fiction

CW: Violence.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38478937

Hatred of Living

Leads to a deeper Hatred

of the ones that Live

Orcus was smarter than most manes, able to hold on to his previous name and the utter humiliation of his situation. His shape was round with a fat body, stubby thick legs, clawed hands with more skin than muscle, and eyes that barely took in the surroundings. He was something else before. A great master of… something. He had power, he had emotions, he had a range of things that made him… something more than this! The memories and feelings were fleeting and the more he focused the less he knew.

A sound shattered his identity crisis. It was a horrible and guttural noise from the diaphragm of an amphibious creature with massive clawed hands and a back full of bumps ready to burst with poison and acid. The crack of a whip in its hands followed as it struck a manes in the face, causing pieces of flesh to fly from the calcified substance keeping the sludged body together. A mixture of hissing and croaking rippled through the creature’s belly and its mouth.

Through incredible mental effort, his legs trudged him closer to the awful noise. It had to be stopped. This body, this vehicle of discomfort, was unbearable and threatened Orcus with madness at every moment. But the noise? It felt like a thousand and one serrated edges tearing at every synapse of his brain and simultaneously salting the wounds with the burning intensity of a star’s core.

He tried to speak. Lipless jaws cracked open for the first time and a flood of black sludge spewed out from his lips and splattered over the hot rocky earth.

The creature turned and let out another bellow before trudging closer.

“Wh-wh-what?” Orcus made out, his mind processing and decoding the language inscribed upon this vessel’s brain.

“You’re a clever one.” Snarled the creature, dragging the whip behind him. “I hope your screams are satisfying.”

“What… noise?” Orcus’ mind howled and wept at his inefficiency of speech. Where he could comprehend a trillion cries of anguish in a tenth of a second, every word took his entire body’s functioning capacity. “What is noise?”

Its hand steadied as it pondered the question. It must have expected a cry for mercy, something Orcus was in no mood to give. Death was preferable to giving this thing any sort of enjoyment.

“You mean laughter?”

Yes, that’s what it is!

“I… will… kill it!”

“A minute after birth and you’re already crazy.” Its massive wrist flicked to the side to send a ripple through its barbed whip.

“Die. Die! DIE!” Orcus commanded with his hand outstretched. A new sensation took hold and it burned so hotly in his breast that for a single microsecond he wasn’t in pain. From his will and hatred, a spectral hand of bone appeared before him, pointing directly at his foe. Instead of a strike from the whip, the creature grabbed at its stomach. Spewing from its gut came a mixture of bloody entrails, half-rotted decayed lungs, and the corroded remains of its last meal. It tried to scream in pain but its lower jaw had already rotted away along with its throat.

Orcus felt nothing as it died. The momentary cease of the suffering was gone and it had brought nothing resembling joy. But it was a purpose, a meaning, a goal.

“I’ll kill it all. No more laughter. No more life.” Orcus looked at the red hot sun. “I’ll kill you too. And then I will have my peace.”

[fat-cat-cathy]

I’m fat all over, each part making me more so and always more than the sum of the whole. My pudgy toes. My large feet. My cankles. My thick shins. My powerful knees. My thunder thighs. My large vulva. My swollen labia. My jumbo clit. My wide vagina. My constant wide-on. My loose asshole. My dumptruck ass. My double wide hips. My huge belly. My love handles. My back rolls. My weight. My sex. My cellulite. My cottage cheese places. My huge sloppy fat tit side show boobs. My proud standing-up thick leaky total milk cow nipples. My stupid dark circles, and oh yeah my dense jungle bush. My deep cleavage. My throat wattle. My plump lips. My big nose. My triple chin. My Brooke Shields eyebrows. My pudgy face. My big wide eyes so open. My big dopey smile. My large mouth. My big tongue. My big teeth. My husky sweet honey Southern voice. My forehead. My fat girl haircut. My long volume hair. My broad shoulders. My flabby arms. My weak biceps. My thick wrists. My chunky hands. My pudgy chubby stubby sausage fingers. My square nails. My food-stained fat girl clothes. My absolute lack of any willpower to diet or any of that. My rejection of diet culture. My lifelong love for food. My taste in fucking and how I like to get off. My bold moves. My waddling walk that leads with my weight. My large and in charge attitude. My history of size moments. My pounds. My chub. My size. How I float in the water. How I look in a swimsuit. How I feel being seen. How I love attention. How I love to make people happy. How I’m happy to be the biggest girl— and the biggest me I can be. My fat girl pride. My need to gain. My super hot swallow. Being called a marshmallow, or cupcake, or hey sweetcheeks. My rosy fat girl cheeks. My biscuits and gravy. My country girl spirit. My native broad language. My grand rolling sweetness all through and the little dimple wrinkles in so many places. My dish-shaped face. My weight. My round figure. My lovely gross dimensions. My overflowing curves. My over-ripe pear shape. My thigh slap, my ass clap, my chafe and chub rub and heavy periods and how fertile I am even though I’m not really into babies. My fat girl feelings and urges and passions. My massive needs and habits and my fat girl skin that has a gorgeous greasy shine. My glow. My bloat. My immense femininity. My multitudes. My chubby giggle. My jelly tummy all over body jiggle & wiggle. (My mammoth mammaries.) My majestic wishes. My tremendous dreams. My big hopes. My big bones. My amazing heart. My fat girl mind. My big girl brain. My big beautiful woman soul. My fat girl desires. My fat girl destiny. Which I accept and embrace with all the rest forever true about me always and ever without end amen. #16 March 2022 rev #14-5 March original #text #fat #spell #visualization #new you #fat girl #(My jumbo jugs. Heavy hooters. Sloppy shoulder boulders.)

[mrbinx]

He swore he could've fit this yesterday..

400 Word Drabble

Content: Male WG, soft-core

He kept eating despite his stomach beginning to hurt. He shoved more and more food down his gullet, just barely aware of what was happening to his body. His arms were getting thicker, biceps jiggling with every move. His pants felt tighter as his thighs grew larger. He could hear the fabric of his shirt stretch as his stomach grew and grew into a plump belly. He couldn't stop himself. He loved the way it all felt. Even his stomach. It was filled beyond the brim, groaning and grunting in displeasure. Still, that didn't even come close to stopping him.

He practically inhaled the food in front of him, not even bothering to savor the taste. He could feel it making him bigger. Larger. It was hard to reach the table for more food when his arms grew stubbier. The chair beneath his began to creak under his weight. There was a loud rrrriiiiippp! as fabric finally gave way. It was his pants. A hold had been torn open in the jeans, allowing doughy flesh to wobble through.

These were his favorite jeans, but that didn't even slow him down as he ate more and more. He put food in his mouth as quickly as he put on the pounds. Soon, more tears in his clothes began to appear. A hole in the back of his shirt. A long gash in his pants. His belly itself was ballooning out. The buttons dug into his soft flesh. He could see his chubby belly slipping past, but the buttons held it back. They were strained and stretched to their limit; it'd take but one more bight to finish them off.

He ate a slice of cake whole, and with a few quick pops! he felt instant relief.

His belly was pressed against the table, sagging into his lap. It was large and round, softer than a spring breeze. He sunk his hand deep into the chubby fat and felt it rumble. It churned and groaned of its own accord. The body and mind disagreed. His stomach hurt. It was bloated, and swollen, but his mind was a pleasurable haze. He wanted more. He wanted to get bigger.

The chair beneath him gave through, and he fell onto his heavy, fat butt. Plush cheeks cushioned the fall, so he barely even felt it. His entire body jiggled from the movement. Pleasurable ripples he could feel deep in his excess flesh. Down on the floor, he could no longer reach the food, no matter how much he tried with his chubby, stubby arms. The fat little doughball wished someone would help.

[obsidianflow]

Minor character details that i dont think people pay attention to but should more often

Finger / Fingernail shape - Fingers can have very different shapes, theyre so different for every person you come across. We have more fat around the first section, giving our fingers a more triangular type shape to em. Theyre also kind of orb-y, on that first section because of the fat Our fingernails are also like.. The typical ‘perfect’ fingernail shape you’d think of, but our dad’s fingernails r SUPER rectangular n boxy. Our mom’s fingernails are pretty short in length, but are the typical wideness you’d think. Hers are also very round N that’s just 3 examples! Fingers can get super bone-y depended upon weight + age, and of course are small and stubby when youre a kid. It’s super fun to focus on the minor details of how the fingers are shaped and how to draw them for character design

Ears - Ears are so easy to fuck around with when you get down the basic structure, and when you know how the structure works you can make them pointed + elongated more easily, and a myriad of other things. You can make the lobes bigger and more pronounced, make the earlobes have gauges, earrings of course, where the ears are placed on the head, etcetera! Also, you can decide to have the earlobe connected or freed from the head! Here’s some ears

(courtesy of this) My ears look like the top third :) You can see the variety of ear shapes here, you can even tell a little about how the person themself looks based off of their ear shape!

Eyebrows - I loooove me some good ol’ eyebrows. Eyebrows are so great and amazing and perfect. There’s so many different things you can do with them, and with character design the ideas are endless. You could have rocks for eyebrows, living animals/organisms, you can have very thinned eyebrows or very bushy eyebrows, you could make the eyebrow hair as long as the other hair on the head, you could have them braided for christ’s sake! Eyebrows are so amazing for character design. I fucking love eyebrows

Edit, coming back to add more

Hips -

I fucking adore hip dips in any design, and being drawn. Hips are pretty dang versatile too, you can add different shapes as you get more comfortable with the pelvic shape, and its GREAT. You can make the hips lower set, higher set, wider, more narrow, give a big buff man a tiny waist, etc. They can make a design even more tasty

Noses -

Now I feel like people actually think about this one more than the others given that noses are actually something that gets different rep (good or bad) in media. Given a lot of it is... Gross, but opens the door to actually exploring different facial structures! Hooked noses, crooked, button noses, etc! Fun fact, I have a crooked septum myself, it results in the nose being tilted on the face

Like this! It causes breathing issues n such. But stuff like that!!! I wanna see more characters with hooked noses just because, and see some crooked septums here and there.

Feel free to add on your own ideas but I just... i want to see more stuff catering to these small details that are so great and fun to think about