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Gilgamesh, Gilgamesh
AI art by 白武遼 on PixAI. Made with Tsubaki.3.
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- 路地裏、25歳のイケメンのKOFのキャラクターロック・ハワード（ウエストが細く、顔が整っていて、容姿端麗、KOFの服装）、35歳の美女（光沢のある唇、美脚、光沢のあるジャケット、光沢のあるミニスカ）におしゃぶりを口に入れられるロック・ハワード。悔しいのに自分好みの美女にドキドキしているロック・ハワード。
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character: rock_howard
2girls, 1boy, rock howard, blonde hair, red eyes, fingerless gloves, black pants, black shirt, jacket, slim waist, handsome, bishounen, beautiful refined face, 25 years old, woman, 35 years old, mature female, black hair, long hair, glossy lips, beautiful legs, glossy jacket, glossy miniskirt, pacifier, object in mouth, feeding, holding pacifier, standing close, height difference, frustrated, flustered, blush, gritted teeth, furrowed brow, conflicted expression, heart pounding, looking at another, half-closed eyes, back alley, night, brick wall, from side, cowboy shot, dutch angle, dramatic lighting, cinematic, depth of field
A tight back alley at night, seen in a low three-quarter side view with a slight dutch tilt, waist-up cowboy framing that keeps both faces and both pairs of hands inside the crop. On the right of the frame stands Rock Howard: 25 years old, a lean, handsome young man whose face is clean-cut and refined, sharp jaw, straight nose, high cheekbones; short layered blond hair falling in strands over his forehead, bangs pushed aside; narrow red eyes. His waist is visibly narrow against the cut of his KOF outfit — a fitted black shirt and a dark jacket with a high collar, fingerless gloves on both hands, black pants, the jacket hanging open at the ribs so the slim taper of his torso reads clearly. He stands with his back half against the brick wall, weight on his right heel, left hip pushed forward, one shoulder dropped lower than the other; his chin is lifted an inch, pulled back from what is happening, and his lips are parted around the pacifier's ring. His brows are drawn down hard, a tight crease between them, teeth set behind the teat, but a hot flush runs across the tops of his cheeks and the tips of his ears, and his red eyes have gone heavy-lidded, flicking down toward her mouth and then away to the alley wall — disgusted with himself for how fast his heart is going. His left hand is half-raised at his own chest, fingers curled open, not quite pushing her away; his right hand is flat against the brick behind him, fingertips pressed white.
On the left, a 35-year-old woman leans in close, taller in her heels. Long black hair falls heavy over one shoulder and down her back, catching a wet blue-black sheen. Her face is composed and amused, one eyebrow arched, the corner of her mouth curled; her lips are glossed so thickly they throw a hard specular highlight. She wears a glossy jacket — the patent surface mirroring the alley's lights in long streaks along the sleeve — over a glossy miniskirt that rides high, and her bare legs are long, shapely and lit from the side, one knee bent forward between his stance. Her right hand holds the pacifier's ring between two fingers, thumb and forefinger, and her left hand is braced flat on the brick beside his shoulder, pinning him without touching him; she is looking directly into his eyes, unblinking, enjoying the contradiction on his face. Her hair swings forward off her shoulder with the lean.
Light comes only from a single caged bulb high on the wall behind her, so her glossy jacket, her glossed lips and the pacifier's plastic all catch the same small cold-white specular, while Rock's face falls into the softer shadow side and the alley behind them drops into near-black; a wet drain channel runs between the bricks at their feet and carries that single bulb as a broken, smeared reflection. Concrete and old brick fill the background, a steel door and a coiled hose off to the left, a few stacked crates, everything beyond the light pool read as dark shapes only.
Palette: cold slate blue and wet-brick brown, the woman's black hair and black patent as the deep notes, the only warm colour the flush across Rock's face and the red of his eyes. Textures: slick patent highlights against dry, gritty mortar. Hot, tense, humiliatingly tender.
白武遼
白
character: kusanagi_kyou
2girls, 1boy, male focus, kusanagi_kyou, brown hair, short hair, curtained hair, brown eyes, handsome young man, 25 years old, slim waist, refined handsome face, kof '94 outfit, white shirt, open jacket, fingerless gloves, black gloves, headband, black pants, mature woman, 35 years old, black hair, long hair, glossy lips, beautiful legs, glossy jacket, glossy miniskirt, pacifier, pacifier in mouth, holding pacifier, finger to another's lips, frustrated, flustered, blush, heartbeat, heart racing, gritted teeth, furrowed brow, looking at another, eye contact, back alley, alley, night, brick wall, close-up, cowboy shot, from side, dutch angle, arm support, height difference, leaning in, depth of field
The camera sits low and slightly tilted at a dutch angle in a narrow back alley, framing both figures from the side in a tight cowboy shot from mid-thigh up. On the right, the 25-year-old man stands with his back against the damp brick wall of the alley, his slim waist defined by the cut of his open jacket over a white shirt, his hands half-raised at chest height with black fingerless gloves, fingers curling closed against the air as if he wants to push her hand away but cannot quite commit. His handsome face is turned toward her but his jaw is set hard, teeth clenched, brow deeply furrowed in open frustration, and at the same time a flush spreads across his cheeks and the tips of his ears, his brown eyes wide and fixed on her glossy lips rather than on the pacifier — a gaze that betrays him. On the left, the 35-year-old woman leans in from a half-step closer to the camera, her long black hair falling forward past her shoulder, the sheen of her glossy jacket catching the alley's single light source, her glossy miniskirt and long beautiful legs stepping into the frame with her weight on her front foot so the hem swings. Her right hand is raised between them, thumb and forefinger pinching the pacifier's shield, pressing the nipple gently between his parted lips, her knuckle grazing his lower lip; her other hand rests flat against the wall beside his shoulder, boxing him in. Her expression is calm and amused, lips parted in a faint knowing smile, her eyes lowered to watch his mouth and then flicking up to meet his glare without flinching. The alley behind them recedes in soft focus: wet asphalt reflecting a distant streetlamp in broken vertical streaks, a utility pipe running down the wall, a stack of crates, the brick textured with grime and old posters whose lettering is illegible and faded. A single cool streetlamp from the upper left is the only light source, throwing a hard rim along the woman's glossy jacket and hair, leaving the man's face half in shadow while the blush on his cheek catches the light; the deeper alley behind them dissolves into darkness. The palette is limited to cold blue-grey shadow, warm sodium-orange highlights on wet surfaces, the woman's glossy black, and the hot red flush across the man's face. Water runs down the wall in a thin dark line where the pipe joint leaks, and the puddle at their feet holds a reflection of the lamp that is darker and softer than the lamp itself. Tense, charged.
白武遼
白
character: kusanagi_kyou
2girls, 1boy, male focus, kusanagi_kyou, brown hair, short hair, curtained hair, brown eyes, handsome young man, 25 years old, slim waist, refined handsome face, kof '94 outfit, white shirt, open jacket, fingerless gloves, black gloves, headband, black pants, mature woman, 35 years old, black hair, long hair, glossy lips, beautiful legs, glossy jacket, glossy miniskirt, pacifier, pacifier in mouth, holding pacifier, finger to another's lips, frustrated, flustered, blush, heartbeat, heart racing, gritted teeth, furrowed brow, looking at another, eye contact, back alley, alley, night, brick wall, close-up, cowboy shot, from side, dutch angle, arm support, height difference, leaning in, depth of field
The camera sits low and slightly tilted at a dutch angle in a narrow back alley, framing both figures from the side in a tight cowboy shot from mid-thigh up. On the right, the 25-year-old man stands with his back against the damp brick wall of the alley, his slim waist defined by the cut of his open jacket over a white shirt, his hands half-raised at chest height with black fingerless gloves, fingers curling closed against the air as if he wants to push her hand away but cannot quite commit. His handsome face is turned toward her but his jaw is set hard, teeth clenched, brow deeply furrowed in open frustration, and at the same time a flush spreads across his cheeks and the tips of his ears, his brown eyes wide and fixed on her glossy lips rather than on the pacifier — a gaze that betrays him. On the left, the 35-year-old woman leans in from a half-step closer to the camera, her long black hair falling forward past her shoulder, the sheen of her glossy jacket catching the alley's single light source, her glossy miniskirt and long beautiful legs stepping into the frame with her weight on her front foot so the hem swings. Her right hand is raised between them, thumb and forefinger pinching the pacifier's shield, pressing the nipple gently between his parted lips, her knuckle grazing his lower lip; her other hand rests flat against the wall beside his shoulder, boxing him in. Her expression is calm and amused, lips parted in a faint knowing smile, her eyes lowered to watch his mouth and then flicking up to meet his glare without flinching. The alley behind them recedes in soft focus: wet asphalt reflecting a distant streetlamp in broken vertical streaks, a utility pipe running down the wall, a stack of crates, the brick textured with grime and old posters whose lettering is illegible and faded. A single cool streetlamp from the upper left is the only light source, throwing a hard rim along the woman's glossy jacket and hair, leaving the man's face half in shadow while the blush on his cheek catches the light; the deeper alley behind them dissolves into darkness. The palette is limited to cold blue-grey shadow, warm sodium-orange highlights on wet surfaces, the woman's glossy black, and the hot red flush across the man's face. Water runs down the wall in a thin dark line where the pipe joint leaks, and the puddle at their feet holds a reflection of the lamp that is darker and softer than the lamp itself. Tense, charged.
白武遼
白
character: kusanagi_kyou
2girls, 1boy, male focus, kusanagi_kyou, brown hair, short hair, curtained hair, brown eyes, handsome young man, 25 years old, slim waist, refined handsome face, kof '94 outfit, white shirt, open jacket, fingerless gloves, black gloves, headband, black pants, mature woman, 35 years old, black hair, long hair, glossy lips, beautiful legs, glossy jacket, glossy miniskirt, pacifier, pacifier in mouth, holding pacifier, finger to another's lips, frustrated, flustered, blush, heartbeat, heart racing, gritted teeth, furrowed brow, looking at another, eye contact, back alley, alley, night, brick wall, close-up, cowboy shot, from side, dutch angle, arm support, height difference, leaning in, depth of field
The camera sits low and slightly tilted at a dutch angle in a narrow back alley, framing both figures from the side in a tight cowboy shot from mid-thigh up. On the right, the 25-year-old man stands with his back against the damp brick wall of the alley, his slim waist defined by the cut of his open jacket over a white shirt, his hands half-raised at chest height with black fingerless gloves, fingers curling closed against the air as if he wants to push her hand away but cannot quite commit. His handsome face is turned toward her but his jaw is set hard, teeth clenched, brow deeply furrowed in open frustration, and at the same time a flush spreads across his cheeks and the tips of his ears, his brown eyes wide and fixed on her glossy lips rather than on the pacifier — a gaze that betrays him. On the left, the 35-year-old woman leans in from a half-step closer to the camera, her long black hair falling forward past her shoulder, the sheen of her glossy jacket catching the alley's single light source, her glossy miniskirt and long beautiful legs stepping into the frame with her weight on her front foot so the hem swings. Her right hand is raised between them, thumb and forefinger pinching the pacifier's shield, pressing the nipple gently between his parted lips, her knuckle grazing his lower lip; her other hand rests flat against the wall beside his shoulder, boxing him in. Her expression is calm and amused, lips parted in a faint knowing smile, her eyes lowered to watch his mouth and then flicking up to meet his glare without flinching. The alley behind them recedes in soft focus: wet asphalt reflecting a distant streetlamp in broken vertical streaks, a utility pipe running down the wall, a stack of crates, the brick textured with grime and old posters whose lettering is illegible and faded. A single cool streetlamp from the upper left is the only light source, throwing a hard rim along the woman's glossy jacket and hair, leaving the man's face half in shadow while the blush on his cheek catches the light; the deeper alley behind them dissolves into darkness. The palette is limited to cold blue-grey shadow, warm sodium-orange highlights on wet surfaces, the woman's glossy black, and the hot red flush across the man's face. Water runs down the wall in a thin dark line where the pipe joint leaks, and the puddle at their feet holds a reflection of the lamp that is darker and softer than the lamp itself. Tense, charged.
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