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character: superman 2boys, superman, adult male, short black hair, sideburns, blue eyes, crying, tears streaming down cheeks, black eye, bruised purple swollen eye on his left eye, open mouth sobbing, pink tulle nightgown, sheer pink ruffled tulle babydoll nightie, thin shoulder straps, red panties, sitting on the floor, back against wall, spread legs, bare legs bent, barefoot, hands limp on the floorboards, very muscular heavy-set body, 20-year-old young man, tall, thin, lanky, very hairy body, thick dark chest hair, hairy arms and legs, hairy belly, white thong, contemptuous look, glaring down, sneering, one hand mid-slap, slapping, open palm striking superman's cheek, from side, low angle, cowboy shot, indoor, dim bedroom, single bare bulb overhead, harsh top light, deep shadows, desaturated palette, warm bulb glow against cold grey wall, gritty, humiliating The view is a low, side-on angle in a cramped bedroom: the wall runs across the back of the frame, its grey paint scuffed, and Superman sits on the bare floorboards with his spine pressed flat against it, knees bent and legs fallen open, both soles flat on the boards. His short black hair is stuck to his forehead with tears; his left eye is swollen half-shut and bloomed purple, the bruise riding the cheekbone, and tears run from both eyes down to his jaw and onto his chest. His open mouth is caught mid-sob, chin trembling, shoulders curling forward off the wall. The pink tulle nightgown drapes from thin shoulder straps: the sheer fabric gathers in soft cloudy folds over his broad chest and belly, faintly translucent where the overhead light pushes through it, the hem spreading over his thighs; the red panties sit at his hips between his spread legs, and his bare feet rest on the floor. To the right of frame the young man stands over him, tall and thin, ribs and hip bones reading through a body covered in dense dark hair -- a thick mat across his chest and belly, hair down his arms and the fronts of his shins. The white thong is his only garment. He leans slightly down toward the seated man, one arm swung through with the palm already landing, fingers splayed, the heel of his hand compressing Superman's right cheek so the flesh bulges; his head is tilted down and his eyes are fixed contemptuously on Superman's face, nostrils flared, one corner of the mouth pulled up in a sneer. The slap is the only motion: Superman's head is knocked a fraction sideways, his shoulder-length shadow swinging on the wall behind him, while the young man's weight is on his front foot, back heel lifted, and his hair has not moved. A single bare bulb hangs overhead just out of frame; it is the only light source, striking the crown of the seated man's head and the tops of the young man's shoulders with hard warm light while both faces fall into grainy shadow beneath it, and their two shadows climb the scuffed wall behind them. Palette is held to the pink of the tulle, the red of the panties, the white thong, and a cold grey-green that everything else is drained to. Humiliating, grim.
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Superman henry cavill vestido con un camisón de tul rosa y unas braguitas rojas está sentado en el suelo de una habitación la espalda contra una pared piernas abiertas llorando con un ojo morado a su lado un adolescente de veinte años alto delgado muy velludo con tanga blanco le mira con desprecio y le da una bofetada en la cara
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character: superman 2boys, 2 subjects, adult male, short black hair, blue eyes, sideburns, muscular build, black eye, bruised left eye, tear-streaked face, crying, tears, closed eyes, pink tulle nightgown, sheer ruffled tulle nightie, thin spaghetti straps, bare shoulders, red panties, bare legs, bare feet, collapsed on floor, lying on side on the floor, curled up, arms hugged to chest, other adult male, tall, thin, very hairy, hairy chest, hairy arms, hairy thighs, hairy stomach, white thong, contempt, narrowed eyes, looking down at another, raised open hand, palm open, slap, hand raised beside his head, standing over, from above, high angle, looking down, bedroom, wooden floor, plain wall, vertical composition The camera looks down steeply from above, into the corner of a bare bedroom. The frame is a tall vertical: the floored man fills the lower two-thirds, the standing man rises through the top third, his cropped head near the upper edge, one bare foot planted beside the other man's back. The muscular man with short black hair and sideburns lies on his right side on the wooden floorboards, knees drawn up toward his chest, both forearms folded in front of him, the hands curled against his own collarbone. His cheekbone and ear press flat to the boards. His head is tilted so the closed, streaming eyes and the swollen blackened bruise around his left eye face upward into the light. The pink tulle nightgown hangs off one shoulder on its thin strap, the sheer, voluminous mesh bunched and spread in a soft spill across the floor and over his hip, the ruffled hem dragging in a shallow fan. The red panties are exposed where the nightie has ridden up over his lower back and hip. One bare leg is bent and flat against the boards; the other is tucked beneath it. Grief is in his body, not only his face: the shoulders pinched forward, the fists pulled in, the small repeated hitch of the ribs. The crotch of the nightgown's skirt is darkened and flattened where his hip has crushed it against the floor. The tall, thin visitor stands over him with his weight settled on his back foot, leaning forward at the waist. He is deeply and densely hairy: dark fur thickening from collarbone across the chest and stomach above the white thong's waistband, and running in a coarse coat down both long arms and both bare thighs. Nothing is on his feet. His right arm is raised out to the side at shoulder height, the hand open and waiting, fingers together, cupped slightly; the palm is turned to face the camera, catching the light. His chin is down, his eyes fixed on the crying man's upturned face, and the contempt is a narrow, settled stillness -- the eyes lidded and steady, one brow pulled a fraction higher, the mouth flat. He is looking directly at the battered eye. The crying man's own eyes stay closed; he does not look back. The room is the plain, pale wall and worn wooden floor with narrow gaps between the boards. The single light comes from the upper left, hard and slightly cool, and it does two things at once: it lays the standing figure's long shadow across the floorboards so that it falls directly over the crying man's body, and it makes the tulle glow — translucent faces of the mesh flaring pale pink where the light passes through, the shadowed folds inside it staying a deep dusty rose. The open palm of the raised hand throws a small hard-edged shadow onto the wall behind. In the seams between the floorboards, the tears that have run off the cheek have gathered into a thin, pooled line, wet and dark. Palette: pale pink, bare skin, dark hair and coarse body fur, white, red, and the flat grey of the floor and wall, with the bruise's violet and green the only strong colour on the face. No decorative elements anywhere; no ornaments and no jewellery on either figure. Raw, humiliating, and very still.
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