Measuring system anime uses?
Do you mean the metric system?
Like, centimeters and kilograms?Figuring out heights and weights is actually pretty easy for me. *shrug*
The average height of white males is 5′10
And the average height of white females is 5′5.Around 4′8 and under is where someone can be considered a little person I believe(for a fully grown adult), and around 6′7+ is where you can start seeing problems as well(not saying everyone that tall has joint/bone problems, but its more common).
So I just kinda think of that when making characters. Obviously, if you’re making characters of a different race, you’d have to look up the average heights for that race.
As for weight, I usually just google “average weight for *insert height here* male”, or whatever. And then I decide if I want them heavier, or lighter than the average. Muscles are heavy, so contrary to what alot of people seem to think, a heavily muscled character isn’t gonna be light, just cause they’re in shape.
If coming up with a non-human character, think about the weight of appendages. Do they have extra arms? An average arm weighs around 6-8lbs.
Maybe a tail? How thick is the tail? Is it mostly muscle, or is it something like fur with a skinny base?
How about horns? Those can add some weight as well depending on their size. A bighorn sheep’s horns can weigh up to 30lbs.
AND WHAT IF THEY HAVE WINGS!?
If they have wings and need to fly, their wings are either gonna have to be enormous, or the individual with the wings is gonna have to have hollow, light bones, like a bird. How much do a bird’s bones weight per square inch?(i’m probably going way too deep into this, and fantasy nonsense can be applied to most of this lol)
BUT ANYWAYS.
Try taking examples from real life too. Look at someone who is a certain height and think, “Hm, would my character be shorter or taller than them?”As for the metric system.
You can literally just google like, “What is 5′3 in centimeters” or, “What is 150lbs in kilograms?”
Tag: bless
Crack headcanon (after seeing this) that Greed’s compulsive need to possess things doesn’t stop when he’s got a little bit of everything. He’s more of an all-of-one-thing-at-a-time kinda guy.
Like he and his chimeras hear about this thrift store over the radio. And they walk in and it’s just awful filthy clothes, awful filthy furniture, awful filthy knick-knacks as far as the eye can see. And Roa comes over like “See anything you want, boss?” And Greed nods once. “What do you think?” Roa sighs, defeated, and goes to fetch the wheelbarrows.
Several stores in Dublith have “going out of business, everything must go” sales over the years. They all talk. They all know that if they ever have such a sale, some weird guy in a puffy vest and sunglasses will show up with a posse of thugs just to…buy everything. Book store? Cleaned out. Lawn care accessories? Gone. Wig shop? You bet your ass puffy vest dude is leaving with 200 neon colored wigs.
One day when there’s not much going on, Dolcetto suggests they visit the pound. (He likes watching the dogs, okay? It’s normal.) And Greed tags along because he’s bored too, until he sees this little girl and her family adopt a puppy. He finds an employee, points to the cages all “…Are those for sale?” And the lady working there nods. “Yup. In fact we need them to get adopted. We’ve been having issues finding homes for them, and they have to get put down if no one takes them. We’ve lowered the price to 100 cenz per dog” Greed thinks about this, crosses his arms, nods. “Give me all of them.”
They expand the lair to this abandoned chunk of lawn that used to be part of a now-foreclosed house. No one knows why there are suddenly 50 dogs living in this lot, but the strange tattooed folk who come and go keep them fed and exercised. One of these thugs gets down on all fours and runs around with them, and that strange guy with the sunglasses and pointy teeth likes sitting in the center of the dogpile letting the dogs climb over him and lick his face while he declares, “Yes! I own all of you!” so generally people aren’t too worried for the health and well-being of the dogs.
As someone who headcanons Harry Potter to be of Indian descent it pleases me to think that his name is actually Hari, and that Aunt Petunia just Anglicized it because foreigners.
According to the interwebs, ‘Hari’ is a Sanskrit name meaning… Lion.
So yeah. Hari the mixed race savior of the Wizarding World.
Brown Hindu person here:
Hari is actually another name for Vishnu one of the three main gods in Hinduism. His job is protection. And he often comes down to Earth in different forms to save the world when the balance of good and evil is slipping.
Hari Puther, incarnation of Vishnu, protector of fucking everyone.
This is beautiful, and gives the whole thing new context. I love it.
Commission for @amuga morning cuddles
“Han?“ “mmm stay. You still look tired. Rest.You’re beautiful like this.”
WHY WAS THIS DELETED.
I love how Thor learns to interact by watching and listening. Look at that last gif. She is showing acceptance and appreciation to him by touching his arm, so he reciprocates! Because he appreciates her too.
Also, he knows he did something that was culturally inappropriate and asks for permission to return to the restaurant instead of just assuming that replacing the cup made it okay.
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