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Katsuki Bakugo, My Hero Academia

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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, bakugou katsuki, short spiked ash-blonde hair, red eyes, severe flu, sick, visibly ill, flushed cheeks, sweat on brow, red nose, runny nose, irritated watery eyes, half-closed heavy-lidded eyes, sneezing, mid-sneeze, mouth open, ahoge, one hand raised to face, holding crumpled tissue to nose, blowing nose, hunched shoulders, sitting, leaning forward, elbows on knees, black shirt with short sleeves, dark pants, bare hands, no gloves, from above, slight dutch angle, cowboy shot, indoor, dim bedroom. Seen from above and tilted slightly off-axis, one teenage boy sits alone at the edge of a low bed in a dim, cramped bedroom, his whole body folded over a severe flu: shoulders hunched, spine curved, elbows braced on his knees so his upper body rocks forward with every sneeze. His short spiked ash-blonde hair is flattened on one side and stuck up in damp clumps where sweat has plastered it, and his red eyes are glassy, red-rimmed and half-lidded, streaming at the corners. His nose is a raw, shiny, unmistakably red bulb from the endless sneezing, nostrils chapped and wet, and the skin around it blotchy. The pose freezes him mid-sneeze number who-knows-how-many: head snapped down and forward, one eye squeezed shut, the other cracked open and wincing, mouth open on a sharp "hah-TSSH!" that comes out small but absurdly loud. Between sneezes he snatches a mashed, translucent wad of tissue to his face and honks into it, whole torso jerking with the wet, congested, trumpet-like blast -- the tissue crumples and dimples under the pressure of his grip. His lungs draw a noisy, ragged breath in; his nostrils flare again. A fresh, unused box of tissues and a small pyramid of spent, crumpled tissues are scattered on the bed beside his hip, one used tissue stuck to the corner of his jaw. The only light is a single warm-yellow bedside lamp on the left of the frame, slanting low across the bed and throwing his long, hunched shadow onto the wall behind him; beyond the lamp's pool the room falls into soft, absolute darkness. The palette is muted: the warm amber of the lamp against cool blue-grey shadow, his blond hair gone dirty-gold in the half-light, the raw pink-red of his nose the strongest color in the frame, and the white of the tissues catching the lamp's glow. His black short-sleeved shirt is rumpled and limp, dark pants plain, and his bare hands have no gloves on either of them. The camera looks down at him with the mild, helpless affection of someone watching a guy too stubborn to admit he is this sick. Miserable, undignified.
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Katsuki Bakugou sneezing a tiny, but loud sneeze a ton of times due to his severe case of the flu and then blowing his nose with a loud, elephant trumpet-like, congested, wet honk a ton of times while his nose is red from sneezing so much
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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, bakugou katsuki, short spiky ash-blonde hair, red eyes, harsh wet sneezing fit, allergic reaction, irritated watering eyes, scrunched nose, runny nose, nose drip, holding tissue to nose, blowing nose, pile of used crumpled tissues, school uniform, white dress shirt, dark trousers, loosened collar, sitting on bed, bedroom, from side, cowboy shot, dutch angle, looking at tissue, wince, clenched jaw, tissues scattered on blanket, evening light The shot is a low three-quarter side view from just below eye level, tilted slightly off level, catching him mid-honk on the edge of his bed in his own room after class: he sits hunched forward over his knees, one hip dug into the mattress, weight pitched onto his left forearm braced across his thigh, ash-blonde spiked hair sticking up in unruly tufts with a few strands plastered to his damp temple. His white dress shirt is still on from class, collar unbuttoned at the throat and tie gone slack, sleeves shoved to the elbows, dark trousers creased from a day at a desk. Both hands crush a fat wad of soft white tissues over his nose and mouth, knuckles white, the paper already damp and dimpled inward around the bridge; his eyes are squeezed shut, brows knotted, the corners of his eyes red and streaming from the allergy, jaw tight and mouth hidden behind the tissue. A single slick drip escapes the edge of the tissue and runs toward the corner of his lip. Tissues everywhere: a fresh box tipped on its side at his hip, a drift of used crumpled white balls piled across the blanket between his knees and the mattress edge, one fallen on the floor. The window is the only light -- cool late-afternoon sun from frame left, low and slanting, striking the white shirt and the tops of the tissue pile so they flare bright while his face and the underside of the blanket fall into warm shadow, and a long soft cast shadow of his hunched shoulders drops across the bed to the right. Palette: white tissue, white shirt, dark trouser and blanket, ash-blonde and red as the only colour accents, the room's walls a muted grey in shadow. The crumpled tissues are visibly damp and translucent where the wet has soaked them, darker at their creases, and the pile sits heavier than the dry ones. Miserable, undone.
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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, bakugou katsuki, short spiked blonde hair, red eyes, black shirt, black pants, gloves, holding inhaler, inhaler in right hand, tissues, pile of tissues, blowing nose, tissue pressed to nose, closed eyes, furrowed brows, miserable expression, stuffy nose, flushed nose, watery eyes, wheezing, asthma attack, hunched shoulders, from side, cowboy shot, profile, sitting, leaning forward, indoor, bedroom, desk lamp lighting, warm dim light, detailed background The view is a three-quarter-from-the-side angle, slightly below eye level, catching him in profile as he sits hunched on the edge of his bed in a dim room. His short spiked blonde hair is a mess, several spikes drooping with sweat at the temples; his red eyes are squeezed shut, watering faintly at the outer corners, and his brows are drawn sharply together over a scrunched, reddened nose. His chest heaves with a visible wheeze — shoulders pulled up around his ears, ribcage lifted, collar of his black shirt pulled slightly askew at the throat. In his right hand, hanging loose at his knee, he grips a small albuterol inhaler, thumb still resting on the canister, the actuator's mouthpiece caught with a faint gloss. His left hand presses a thick wad of crumpled tissues hard to his nostrils, fingers sunk into the paper; a small mountain of already-used tissues sits balled on the mattress beside his hip, some rolled, some flattened, one overhanging the edge. His spine is curled forward, weight low on his hips, one knee drawn up with the foot braced on the mattress edge, the opposite leg hanging down with the heel barely touching the floor; his elbow drives into his raised knee for support. The wet honk is rendered in his posture — cheeks sucked hollow, jaw pushed forward, the flesh of his face compressed around the tissue wad, a couple of stray crumpled tissues tumbling from the pile's top in the mid-motion. The camera sits low and close, cropping him from just below the hips up, so the desk and window behind fall out of focus. Behind him, the bedroom is sparse: a rumpled sheet, a small bedside cabinet holding a tissue box tipped on its side with a few sheets pulled out, and a curtain hanging still. A single warm desk lamp on the cabinet at his back-right throws a low amber pool across his shoulder and the side of his face while the front of his body falls into soft shadow; the light rakes the crumpled paper in his hand and catches the wet shine at his waterline. The palette is muted — black clothing, warm ochre lamplight, the bone-white of the tissue pile as the one clean bright note, a faint pink flush at his nose and ears. Consequence of the action: the tissues at his face are compressed into a flattened bloom, and the pile behind his hip has a fresh dent where his elbow pressed. Quiet misery.
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character: bakugou_katsuki spiked hair, blonde hair, short hair, red eyes, 1boy, solo, close-up, dynamic angle, slightly from below, blowing nose, holding tissue, facial tissue, pinched nose, red nose, flushed face, watery eyes, teary eyes, annoyed, angry, scowl, furrowed brow, grimace, wrinkled nose, clenched fist, tensed shoulders, t-shirt, short sleeves, table, tissue box, crumpled tissues, indoor, dynamic lighting A dynamic close-up framed slightly from below captures a young man with explosive spiky ash-blonde hair and piercing crimson eyes in the midst of aggressive, frustrated relief. Hunched forward with tensed, elevated shoulders, he fiercely clamps a thick cluster of white facial tissues over his nose and mouth with one hand, his thumb and forefinger forcefully pinching the sides of his nostrils to blow with heavy, audible, wet exertion. His nose bridge is scrunched into deep, tight wrinkles from the persistent ticklish itch that provoked an exhaustive barrage of sneezes, leaving his cheeks, ear tips, and the swollen bulb of his nose flushed a vivid ruddy pink. His sharp ruby eyes narrow in an irritated grimace, eyelashes glistening with unshed moisture welling from the violent sneezing fits, while his brows press down into a furious, serrated scowl. His other hand clenches into a white-knuckled fist against the wooden tabletop, where an open dispenser box sits beside a messy heap of discarded, crumpled paper wads testifying to repeated, relentless nose-blowing. A warm directional light from an overhead lamp rakes across his hunched back, casting distinct shadows under his jaw and catching the translucent, compressed fibers of the damp tissue where his fingers squeeze tight. The palette balances the muted charcoal of his short-sleeved collarless shirt against vibrant crimson eyes, intense facial flush, pale blonde spikes, and stark paper whites. Furious indignity.
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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, bakugou katsuki, blonde spiked short hair, red eyes, severe cold, sick, sneezing, wet sneeze, runny nose, nose drip, nasal mucus, blowing nose, tissue, tissue box, holding tissue, right hand, hand to face, scrunched face, teary eyes, watery eyes, blush, feverish, miserable, trembling, hunched over, from above, from side, close-up, cowboy shot, upper body, shirt, black pants, bare hands, empty room, domestic interior, soft window light Seen from above and slightly to his right, in a close-up that holds his upper body, one young man with short spiked blond hair sits hunched on the edge of a plain bed in a bare, quiet room, knees drawn together, shoulders rounded forward around a chest that keeps seizing. A severe cold owns his whole body: his skin is flushed red across the nose and cheekbones, a fine sweat sits on his temples, and his red eyes are glassy and watering, lashes clumped wet. His nose runs heavily and continuously -- a glossy clear bead hangs at the tip and has already streaked down to his upper lip, and he keeps dragging the back of his wrist across it, leaving the skin there raw and shining. The sneeze catches him mid-fit: his head snaps down and to the side, his brow knots hard, his eyes screw shut and then fly open, and a wet spray of droplets flies from his nose and mouth across the air toward the lower-left of the frame, catching the window light as a hundred tiny bright specks; his whole torso jerks with it, one hand braced flat on the mattress, the other flung up too late. The fifth fit leaves him doubled over, breathing through his mouth in ragged pulls, a strand of saliva and mucus thinning from his lips. Then he reaches to the crumpled tissue in his right hand -- fingers wrapped around it, thumb pressed into its center -- lifts it to his nose, pinches it shut around both nostrils, and blows: his cheeks hollow, his neck cords stand out, his eyes squeeze to slits and water at the corners, and the tissue deforms against his face, darkening with a wet patch that spreads outward from the pinch, its edges crushed and clinging to his fingertips. His left hand hangs loose over his knee, knuckles pale. Behind him the mattress dips under his weight, the pillow still holds the deep dent of his head, and a small hill of used crumpled tissues sits on the bedside table beside a half-empty glass of water. The room is plain, pale grey wall and off-white bedding, everything desaturated except the hot flush of his face and the red of his eyes. One cool, soft window light comes in from the upper left, laying a long pale highlight along his hair spikes and the ridge of his nose, dropping the right side of his face and the space beneath the bed into soft grey shade, his cast shadow pooled close and short on the floor because the light is high and diffuse. Muted grey-white palette, fine cel linework with soft airbrushed shading. Wretched and undignified, tenderly comic.
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