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Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo
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- Katsuki Bakugou blowing his nose with a loud, wet honk on some toilet paper while he's surrounded by wads of toilet paper which are on the floor
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character: bakugou_katsuki
1boy, solo, bakugou katsuki, short spiked ash-blonde hair flattened and stuck to his forehead with sweat, red eyes swollen and rimmed puffy from hours of crying, tear streaks, distressed expression, congested miserable face, mouth open wailing, crying loudly, clutching his stomach, holding stomach in pain, doubled over, shoulders hunched, kneeling on bathroom floor, torso twisted toward the toilet bowl, one hand clamped over his belly, other hand pressing a wadded clump of toilet paper to his nose, blowing his nose, tears, snot, exhausted, evidence of vomiting, large pile of toilet paper, crumpled toilet paper balls scattered on the tiles, bathroom, tiled wall, toilet bowl, from above, high angle, close-up, dim bathroom light, cold greenish-white fluorescent tube, intimate
Seen from high above and slightly behind his right shoulder, Katsuki Bakugou is on his knees on a cold pale-grey tiled bathroom floor, doubled over with his forehead dipped low so the crown of his flattened spiked ash-blonde hair faces the camera and sweat-damp strands hang loose at his temples. His dark trousers are creased hard across the backs of his thighs and one bare heel is lifted off the tiles, the whole weight of him settled on the knee pressed against the floor seam. Both red eyes are swollen almost shut with crying, the rims puffy and raw, and fresh tears slide down his cheeks and hang at his jaw; his brow is dragged inward and up, the face of someone who has been sick all night. His right arm is pulled tight across his middle, fingers dug hard into the front of his shirt over his stomach, knuckles pale, the fabric bunched and twisted in the grip. His left hand holds a thick, messy clump of toilet paper pressed fully over his nose and mouth, and he is caught mid-honk into it: the paper crumples and flares outward at its edges, one corner lifting, his shoulders drawn up around his ears, the bridge of his nose visibly crushed into the wad. Around his knees, a huge drift of toilet paper has accumulated — a torn, unbalanced tower beside the toilet base, a burred roll upended on the floor, a long unraveled ribbon trailing across the tiles, and dozens of soaked, crumpled balls within arm's reach, half of them crowded right against his knees and the toes of his bare feet. Behind him the tiled wall rises out of the frame and the rim of the toilet bowl cuts in at the left edge, its water faintly discolored. The only light is a single cold greenish-white fluorescent tube overhead; it strikes the downward-facing surfaces — the angled tops of his shoulders, the crown of his head, the scattered white paper — so the paper reads brightest in the picture while his face beneath the hair falls into shadow and the wetness on his cheeks catches thin highlights. Shadows pool under his knees and beneath each crumpled ball. Palette is limited to cold tile white, shallow green, dulled ash-blonde and the raw pink-red of his crying eyes. The sour steam still fogging the lower tile and a faint damp sheen on the porcelain record the long night of vomiting and crying. Miserable, tenderly pathetic.
Princess Diani The FNAF Gal 2000
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character: bakugou_katsuki
1boy, solo, bakugou katsuki, ash-blond spiked hair, red eyes, short hair, kneeling, doubled over, hunched forward, one hand pressed flat against his stomach, other hand pressing a fluffy white bath towel to his nose and mouth, nose blow, eyes squeezed shut, crying, tears, tear tracks, red swollen eyes, runny nose, sniffling, messy hair, black sleeveless shirt, black pants, bare arms, close-up, from above, dutch angle, bathroom, dim light, single light source, tile wall, cold blue palette, wet cheeks
Shot from above at a slight dutch tilt, in a close-up that crops him at mid-thigh, so the camera looks down on the back of his bowed head and his shoulders: Bakugou is kneeling on the cold tile floor of a small bathroom, doubled over with his forehead nearly at his knees, weight sunk back onto his heels with both knees taking it and his hips rolled back — not seated, just folded down around the ache. His right hand is jammed flat and knuckled against his lower stomach through the black sleeveless shirt, fingers spread and pressing in hard enough to dimple the fabric; his left hand clamps a thick fluffy white bath towel over the lower half of his face, the terry loops crushed and bunched between his fingers, one corner of it hanging down past his chin and trailing onto the floor. His eyes are squeezed shut, lashes wet and clumped, deep red rims and puffy lower lids, and two long clean tear tracks run from the outer corners of both eyes down to his jaw, the skin around his nose and upper lip rubbed raw and shiny. A fresh thread of clear fluid glistens at the edge of his nostril just above the towel's hem, and his shoulders are caught mid-sniff, hunched up around his ears, chest still on an inhale. His ash-blond spiked hair is flattened on the left side where he has been lying against something and stands up in damp erratic tufts everywhere else, a few strands stuck to his wet cheek. The tile wall runs up behind him out of focus; the only light is a single bare bulb above and slightly behind him, so it strikes the crown of his head, the tops of his shoulders and the upper nap of the towel, and his face is in its own soft shadow with the darkness pooling under the sink and in the corners behind him — nothing else in the room is lit. Palette is cold: the white of the towel and the tile against the black of his clothes, the red of his eyes and nose, and the wet gleam on his skin the only warmth. The towel's terry surface catches the bulb in tiny broken highlights along the bunched folds where his fingers crush it. Miserable, raw.
Princess Diani The FNAF Gal 2000
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character: bakugou_katsuki
1boy, solo, short hair, spiky hair, blonde hair, red eyes, upper body, dynamic angle, from below, holding paper towel, tissue to nose, blowing nose, sneezing, red nose, watery eyes, teary, flushed face, grimace, furrowed brow, angry, clenched eyes, hunched shoulders, both hands holding paper towel, black tank top, indoors, pile of crumpled paper towels, tabletop
A dynamic low-angle medium close-up focuses on an athletic teenage boy with explosive ash-blonde spiky hair and sharp features, violently hunched forward over a wooden desk in the throes of severe allergies. Both of his hands are brought up to his face, clenching a thick, crushed wad of white paper towel firmly over his nose and mouth as he forcefully blows his nose with tense, trembling effort. His shoulders are hitched tight toward his ears in the recoil of relentless sneezing. His crimson eyes are squeezed half-shut, rimmed with red and brimming with involuntary tears that cling to his lower lashes, while his brow is heavily knitted in a furious, miserable scowl. The bridge and tip of his nose, as well as the apples of his cheeks, are intensely flushed in irritated pink. The paper towel is deeply indented and rumpled under his white-knuckled fingers. Beside his resting forearms, a sprawling pile of crushed, discarded paper towel wads clutters the desk surface, with a shredded paper roll sitting beside the heap. Warm incandescent light from an overhead desk lamp casts hard, defined shadows beneath his hunched chin, contrasting against the sharp highlights on the edges of his bristling hair. Stray airborne micro-droplets catch the beam of light directly in front of the bunched towel, shivering in the wake of the forceful exhalation. Frantic frustration.
Princess Diani The FNAF Gal 2000
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character: bakugou_katsuki
1boy, solo, short hair, spiked hair, blonde hair, red eyes, shirt, black pants, crouching, vomiting, blowing nose, holding paper towel, toilet, bathroom, from above, high angle, side view, messy, mucus, wet, disgust
A high-angle side view looking down into a clinical bathroom. A spiky-haired blonde youth with red eyes is hunched over a white porcelain toilet, his body trembling from the exertion of vomiting. He is captured in the moment immediately following the act; he has pulled away slightly from the bowl and is pressing a coarse, brown paper towel firmly against his nostrils. He is blowing his nose with a forceful, wet honk, causing a thick mixture of nasal mucus and leftover vomit to be expelled and stick to the textured brown surface of the paper towel. One hand grips the rim of the toilet for support, knuckles white, while the other clamps the towel tightly against his face. The lighting is a harsh, flickering overhead fluorescent white, casting cold shadows beneath his jutting jaw and highlighting the dampness on his cheeks. The palette is dominated by sterile white tiles, the dull brown of the paper towel, and the muted tones of his shirt. A few stray droplets of liquid cling to the porcelain rim of the bowl. visceral disgust.
Princess Diani The FNAF Gal 2000
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