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マヤちん投げキッス

#Uma Musume Pretty Derby#Mayano Top Gun
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character: mayano_top_gun_(umamusume), copyright: umamusume horse girl, 1girl, solo, mayano top gun (umamusume), orange hair, long hair, hair between eyes, orange eyes, horse ears, horse tail, khaki jacket, open jacket, long sleeves, orange top, crop top, bare midriff, navel, white short shorts, pilot-suit-like racewear, thigh straps, blowing a kiss, hand to mouth, kissing, facing away, looking back, head turned back, over-shoulder, running, racing, mid-stride, leaning forward, competitive, crowd, audience, stadium, from below, dynamic angle, dutch angle, foreshortening, from behind, grin, one eye closed, open mouth, sweat, motion blur, wind, daylight, blue sky Seen from below and behind at a hard dutch tilt: the horse girl runs the home straight away from the camera, her upper body twisted back over her right shoulder so her face comes into view across the top of her own shoulder blade. Her orange hair streams backward past her ears toward the lens, lifted and split by the wind of her own run; the two horse ears flick back with it, and the long orange horse tail whips out low behind her right hip, its tip snapping to the edge of frame. She has kicked off the ground entirely — both feet airborne, front knee driving up, rear leg trailing and extended, toes pointed — and her weight hangs on the forward drive of her hips, so her whole torso leans into the straight while only her head and right shoulder turn back. Her right hand is cupped at her lips, palm angled out toward the crowd, fingers just parting from her mouth as the kiss leaves her fingertips; her left arm is cocked back under the open khaki jacket, sleeve pushed up, swinging with the stride rather than pinned to her side. Her left eye is squeezed shut, her right eye open and bright, aimed past her own shoulder straight at the packed stands: a wide open-mouthed grin, teeth showing, a streak of sweat along her jaw. The jacket is the largest moving shape in frame — khaki, long-sleeved, worn open, its unzipped front panels flying outward and backward away from her chest, hem flaring clear of the bare strip of midriff the crop-length orange top leaves exposed; the orange fabric clings tight across her back and ribs, stained darker where the sweat has spread, and the white short shorts sit high and snug, their seams creasing at the hip as the raised knee pulls the fabric taut. Slim thigh straps and the pilot-suit details — buckled belts, a short standing collar, panel stitching — run across the outfit and catch the light along their edges. One crease of the shorts digs into the back of her standing thigh, and the jacket's shadow slides across her waist with every stride. The world she runs through is a bright afternoon racetrack: the dirt straight fills the lower half of the frame in raked perspective, blurred into streaked lines of brown by her speed; the grandstand rises behind her turned face as a dense, massed block of spectators, simplified into a wall of raised arms and small pale ovals of faces with a scatter of flags, all out of focus and slightly tilted by the dutch angle. The sun stands high and to her front-left, striking the top of her shoulder, the bridge of her nose and the upraised edge of her right forearm, and warm light skims the airplane-wing plane of the open jacket while her face, turned against it, sits in a soft half-shadow under the brim of her hair. Dust kicked up behind her heels hangs as a fine golden haze in the air behind the camera; a single fleck of dirt is caught frozen just off her trailing toe. Palette: orange, khaki and white against the warm brown of the track and the cool blue of the sky band above the stands, nothing else admitted. Loud, gleeful, unstoppable.
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ウマ娘、マヤノトップガン、カーキーのジャケットへそ出しルック、オレンジのトップスに白いショートパンツなパイロットスーツの様な勝負服を着て 競いながら客席に向けて投げキッスする
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