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Katsuki Bakugo, My Hero Academia

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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, bakugou katsuki, short spiked blonde hair, red eyes, tear-filled eyes, crying, wailing, open mouth, screaming, crying with mouth open, tears streaming down face, snot bubble, snot, nose bubble, popping snot bubble, clutching stomach, hands on stomach, doubled over, stomachache, in pain, exhausted, tired eyes, dark circles under eyes, bags under eyes, sleep deprivation, pale, sweat, miserable, congested, blowing nose, tissue, holding tissue to nose, many tissues, tissue box, crumpled tissues, used tissues, hunched over, shoulders up, scarf, winter clothing, black pants, gloves, from above, close-up, upper body, indoor, bedroom, dim light, night, text, speech bubble, "ううう…", "気持ち悪い…", "鼻が…詰まって…", comic, cel shading From above and slightly to the side, the camera looks down at a close-up of a single young man sitting hunched on the edge of a messy bed, knees drawn up, doubled over his own stomach. His short, spiked ash-blonde hair is flattened and sticking up at odd angles from a sleepless night, damp at the temples with sweat. His red eyes are swollen and rimmed pink, streaming tears that cut shining tracks down his cheeks and drip from his jaw. His eyebrows are crushed together, his mouth wide open in a wail, teeth bared, his whole face crumpled with pain. A translucent snot bubble swells from one nostril and pops, a wet burst of droplets catching the light. He has one arm clamped across his midsection, fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt over his stomach, knuckles pale. In the other hand he presses a huge wad of very soft tissues to his nose, the paper crushed and translucent with moisture, and a pile of crumpled used tissues is scattered across the rumpled bedsheets around his hip and thigh, one dropped on the floor. A tissue box sits tilted on the mattress beside him. Dark circles hang under his eyes, his skin is pale and waxy, his shoulders are hunched high toward his ears. A scarf is loose around his neck and one glove is pulled off, lying near the tissues. The only light is a dim bedside lamp from the right, warm and low, throwing his long shadow across the bed and leaving the far side of the room in darkness; the lamp glow picks out the wet gleam on his cheeks, the shine of the popped bubble, and the soft white of the tissue wad. The palette is muted: cold blue-grey shadows over rumpled white sheets, the warm amber lamp pool, the pale blonde of his hair and the raw red of his eyes and nose. Text in a jagged speech bubble floating at the upper left reads "ううう…"; a smaller bubble nearer his mouth reads "気持ち悪い…"; and a third, smaller and trembling, reads "鼻が…詰まって…". In the background a rumpled blanket and a knocked-over water glass on the nightstand say the night was long and rough. Miserable, raw, pitiful.
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Katsuki Bakugou wailing loudly while snot bubbles pop out of his nose screaming from a stomachache that kept him up all night long vomiting a lot and then blowing his nose with a loud, wet, congested, miserable, elephant trumpet honk into a ton of very soft tissues while his crying doesn't stop
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lowres, worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, explicit
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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, blonde hair, spiked hair, red eyes, bandana, holding bandana, sneezing, blowing nose, miserable, sick, red nose, watery eyes, teary eyes, indoors, bedroom, from above, close-up, head tilt, looking away A high-angle close-up looks down at the boy, who is slumped in his bedroom. He is caught in the middle of a loud, wet nose-blow, pressing a crumpled fabric bandana firmly against his nose and mouth. His eyes are watery and half-closed with misery, his eyelids heavy and red-rimmed from a severe cold. His nose is a bright, inflamed red. He leans his head back and to the side, shoulders hunched, as the fabric of the bandana is pressed tight against his nostrils. The room is dimly lit by a single bedside lamp, casting a warm, yellowish glow that catches the dampness of his eyes and the moisture on the fabric. The palette is dominated by the muted tones of his room and the harsh red of his irritated nose. The air feels heavy and oppressive, underscored by the sound of a wet, elephant-like honk. miserable.
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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 1boy, solo, short spiky blonde hair, narrow red eyes, watery eyes, red irritated nose, flushed face, severe cold, fever, miserable, scowling, blowing nose, holding tissue, soft tissue, both hands holding tissue, burping, open mouth, upper body, slightly from above, hunched posture, fleece blanket over shoulders, indoor, tissue box, crumpled tissues, sound effects, onomatopoeia Viewed from a slightly elevated close-up angle, a teenage boy with sharp, unkempt ash-blonde spiky hair hunches forward in miserable sickness, clutching a plush, multi-ply soft white facial tissue clamped tightly over his face with both hands. His nose is intensely swollen, chafed, and inflamed crimson at the nostrils and bridge from repeated friction, standing out starkly against his pale, fever-flushed cheeks. His crimson eyes are glossy and rimmed with unshed tears, brows sharply furrowed in exhausted irritation as he forces out a congested, wet, resonant nose-blow. The physical strain of the heavy blow causes his chest to contract and jolts his posture, forcing an involuntary, undignified burp past the edge of his parted lips; jagged comic sound-effect lettering reading "HONK!!" vibrates in bold, shaky block letters directly over the muffled tissue, accompanied by a small jagged comic bubble by the corner of his mouth containing the bold text "*BURP!*". The boy's broad shoulders are draped in a rumpled charcoal blanket that bunches at his elbows, while a cluster of deeply crumpled, discarded white tissues litters the surface beneath his hands beside an open cardboard tissue box. The only illumination is a single warm, amber bedside lamp striking from the upper left, casting deep fatigue shadows under his eyelids and accentuating the feverish sheen on his brow. Pathetically miserable.
Princess Diani The FNAF Gal 2000
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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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