my savior complex tells me I can fix him.
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my savior complex tells me I can fix him.
It would be nice if people could normalize weight-lifters and fighters and adventurers as having fat.
Yes, I know abs are nice. Rippling biceps are beautiful, and muscular men and women look excellent. Lanky characters are also fun to draw. Lithe fighters who are stronger than they appear, or stringbeans who travel across the land without breaking a sweat. And, sure, there are absolutely people in real life like this, who have trouble putting on fat, or fat and muscle, or fat and *visible* muscle, who look this way.
But not *literally every person*. Normalize fat. Draw fat. Treat it as attractive.
A village full of Amazons should have many warriors who could tear you in two, that rock the healthy look and have belly fat because we eat healthy.
An adventuring party's fighter, and even more so the barbarian with a high con, should have some chub over their muscles, especially if they tear into manga meat regularly.
Weight lifters and gym-going characters should have fat if they eat healthy, instead of just drinking protein and water.
I'd give him all my tuition money just to let me lick the sweat off his jaw. 😋
Save a horse, ride a cowboy ♡
he looked very cute in that scene 🥰
día en el lago con Coryo (✿◠‿◠)
And I remember when I met him It was so clear that he was the only one for me We both knew it, right away And as the years went on, things got more difficult We were faced with more challenges I begged him to stay Try to remember what we had at the beginning He was charismatic, magnetic, electric and everybody knew it When he walked in Every woman's head turned, everyone stood up to talk to him He was like this hybrid, this mix of a man who couldn't contain himself I always got the sense that he became torn Between being a good person and missing out On all of the opportunities that life could Offer a man as magnificent as him And in that way I understood him And I loved him I loved him, I loved him, I loved him And I still love him I love him
steel mace training is going well. Need to re-purple the hair soon.