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- Ursprünglicher Prompt
- (masterpiece), best quality, perfect face, perfect body, Boy, adult boy, man, muscular, dark brown hair, Medium hair, shoulder-length hair, wavy hair, parted bangs, brown eyes, gold-rimmed glasses, Black button-down shirt, sleeves rolled up, black apron, name "lustveil" embroidered on the right side of the apron, cleaning a small rock glass, glass in left hand, handkerchief in right hand, Bottles on a shelf, bar in the background, wooden counter in front of it, bar, bottles of different liquors behind it, Standing, smile, front view Flat colors, defined shadows, sharp shadows, anime style, Cinematic lighting
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Front view, one man behind the wooden counter with the counter's edge running horizontally across the lower foreground, its top surface receding slightly back toward him. He stands square-shouldered but not stiff: weight settled on his right leg, left hip dropped a fraction, torso turned perhaps ten degrees left of dead-on so the apron's right-side embroidery faces the viewer. His left hand holds the small rock glass up at chest height, fingers curled under the thick base and thumb braced on the near facet; his right hand wraps the crumpled handkerchief around the outside of the glass, pressing it against the curved wall with the thumb driving in small circles -- mid-stroke, caught at the top of a wipe so the cloth bunches and wrinkles where it drags against the glass. The liquor inside is a shallow amber film, catching the light. His smile is a warm closed-lip one, one corner a little higher, cheeks lifting enough to push the gold rims slightly up the bridge of his nose; brown eyes look straight into the lens over the top edge of the glass. His shoulder-length dark brown wavy hair falls in loose S-curves past his jaw, parted bangs splitting slightly off-center and one lock hooking over the right temple of the glasses; the ends of the hair rest against his collar and move only a touch. The black button-down shirt is buttoned to near-collarbone, collar flat, sleeves rolled to just below the elbows in neat cuffs, revealing thick forearms with visible veins and muscle striation where the light rakes them; the shirt pulls taut at the chest and shoulders over the heavy build. The black apron hangs from the shoulders to just above the counter's plane, slightly stiffer black than the shirt, its ties visible at the waist, its fabric creased near the hips. On the right side of the apron, at chest height, the embroidered word "lustveil" in small lowercase thread, the letters raised and catching the key light along their loop stitches.
Behind him the back bar: two dark wooden shelves stacked with bottles of different liquors -- squat round rum bottles, tall slender liqueur bottles, square-Shouldered whisky bottles, a few with pale labels wiped illegible -- glass shoulders and necks throwing small crisp highlights. The wall behind is dark, mid-brown and deep red-brown tones. The shelves sit in shadow, lit only at their bottle tops.
Lighting is cinematic single-source: a warm key from the upper-left, roughly forty-five degrees, throws hard-edged highlights down the left side of his face, the rim of the glasses, the shoulder of the glass and the wet top of the bottles; sharp, defined shadows drop to the right of his jaw, under his chin, under the apron bib, and cast a hard diagonal band of darkness across the back shelf. The background falls into a muted deep brown; the counter's near edge is a pool of warm light with a few fine amber droplets and a faint ring where the glass sat earlier.
Palette: black, warm brown, dark amber and gold, with pale skin as the one bright mass against the dark room; flat cel colors with crisp two-tone shadow shapes, no gradients. Quiet, warm, effortlessly confident.
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1boy, solo, adult male, muscular, dark brown hair, medium hair, shoulder-length hair, wavy hair, parted bangs, brown eyes, gold-rimmed glasses, black button-down shirt, sleeves rolled up, black apron, standing, smile, front view, cleaning a small rock glass, glass in left hand, handkerchief in right hand, holding glass, holding handkerchief, wiping, bar, bar interior, bottles on shelf, bottles of different liquors, liquor bottles behind counter, wooden counter, foreground counter, flat colors, defined shadows, sharp shadows, anime style, cinematic lighting, looking at viewer,
Front view, one man behind the wooden counter with the counter's edge running horizontally across the lower foreground, its top surface receding slightly back toward him. He stands square-shouldered but not stiff: weight settled on his right leg, left hip dropped a fraction, torso turned perhaps ten degrees left of dead-on so the apron's right-side embroidery faces the viewer. His left hand holds the small rock glass up at chest height, fingers curled under the thick base and thumb braced on the near facet; his right hand wraps the crumpled handkerchief around the outside of the glass, pressing it against the curved wall with the thumb driving in small circles -- mid-stroke, caught at the top of a wipe so the cloth bunches and wrinkles where it drags against the glass. The liquor inside is a shallow amber film, catching the light. His smile is a warm closed-lip one, one corner a little higher, cheeks lifting enough to push the gold rims slightly up the bridge of his nose; brown eyes look straight into the lens over the top edge of the glass. His shoulder-length dark brown wavy hair falls in loose S-curves past his jaw, parted bangs splitting slightly off-center and one lock hooking over the right temple of the glasses; the ends of the hair rest against his collar and move only a touch. The black button-down shirt is buttoned to near-collarbone, collar flat, sleeves rolled to just below the elbows in neat cuffs, revealing thick forearms with visible veins and muscle striation where the light rakes them; the shirt pulls taut at the chest and shoulders over the heavy build. The black apron hangs from the shoulders to just above the counter's plane, slightly stiffer black than the shirt, its ties visible at the waist, its fabric creased near the hips. On the right side of the apron, at chest height, the embroidered word "lustveil" in small lowercase thread, the letters raised and catching the key light along their loop stitches.
Behind him the back bar: two dark wooden shelves stacked with bottles of different liquors -- squat round rum bottles, tall slender liqueur bottles, square-Shouldered whisky bottles, a few with pale labels wiped illegible -- glass shoulders and necks throwing small crisp highlights. The wall behind is dark, mid-brown and deep red-brown tones. The shelves sit in shadow, lit only at their bottle tops.
Lighting is cinematic single-source: a warm key from the upper-left, roughly forty-five degrees, throws hard-edged highlights down the left side of his face, the rim of the glasses, the shoulder of the glass and the wet top of the bottles; sharp, defined shadows drop to the right of his jaw, under his chin, under the apron bib, and cast a hard diagonal band of darkness across the back shelf. The background falls into a muted deep brown; the counter's near edge is a pool of warm light with a few fine amber droplets and a faint ring where the glass sat earlier.
Palette: black, warm brown, dark amber and gold, with pale skin as the one bright mass against the dark room; flat cel colors with crisp two-tone shadow shapes, no gradients. Quiet, warm, effortlessly confident.
SilverArtist13
1boy, solo, adult male, muscular, dark brown hair, medium hair, shoulder-length hair, wavy hair, parted bangs, brown eyes, gold-rimmed glasses, black button-down shirt, sleeves rolled up, black apron, standing, smile, front view, cleaning a small rock glass, glass in left hand, handkerchief in right hand, holding glass, holding handkerchief, wiping, bar, bar interior, bottles on shelf, bottles of different liquors, liquor bottles behind counter, wooden counter, foreground counter, flat colors, defined shadows, sharp shadows, anime style, cinematic lighting, looking at viewer,
Front view, one man behind the wooden counter with the counter's edge running horizontally across the lower foreground, its top surface receding slightly back toward him. He stands square-shouldered but not stiff: weight settled on his right leg, left hip dropped a fraction, torso turned perhaps ten degrees left of dead-on so the apron's right-side embroidery faces the viewer. His left hand holds the small rock glass up at chest height, fingers curled under the thick base and thumb braced on the near facet; his right hand wraps the crumpled handkerchief around the outside of the glass, pressing it against the curved wall with the thumb driving in small circles -- mid-stroke, caught at the top of a wipe so the cloth bunches and wrinkles where it drags against the glass. The liquor inside is a shallow amber film, catching the light. His smile is a warm closed-lip one, one corner a little higher, cheeks lifting enough to push the gold rims slightly up the bridge of his nose; brown eyes look straight into the lens over the top edge of the glass. His shoulder-length dark brown wavy hair falls in loose S-curves past his jaw, parted bangs splitting slightly off-center and one lock hooking over the right temple of the glasses; the ends of the hair rest against his collar and move only a touch. The black button-down shirt is buttoned to near-collarbone, collar flat, sleeves rolled to just below the elbows in neat cuffs, revealing thick forearms with visible veins and muscle striation where the light rakes them; the shirt pulls taut at the chest and shoulders over the heavy build. The black apron hangs from the shoulders to just above the counter's plane, slightly stiffer black than the shirt, its ties visible at the waist, its fabric creased near the hips. On the right side of the apron, at chest height, the embroidered word "lustveil" in small lowercase thread, the letters raised and catching the key light along their loop stitches.
Behind him the back bar: two dark wooden shelves stacked with bottles of different liquors -- squat round rum bottles, tall slender liqueur bottles, square-Shouldered whisky bottles, a few with pale labels wiped illegible -- glass shoulders and necks throwing small crisp highlights. The wall behind is dark, mid-brown and deep red-brown tones. The shelves sit in shadow, lit only at their bottle tops.
Lighting is cinematic single-source: a warm key from the upper-left, roughly forty-five degrees, throws hard-edged highlights down the left side of his face, the rim of the glasses, the shoulder of the glass and the wet top of the bottles; sharp, defined shadows drop to the right of his jaw, under his chin, under the apron bib, and cast a hard diagonal band of darkness across the back shelf. The background falls into a muted deep brown; the counter's near edge is a pool of warm light with a few fine amber droplets and a faint ring where the glass sat earlier.
Palette: black, warm brown, dark amber and gold, with pale skin as the one bright mass against the dark room; flat cel colors with crisp two-tone shadow shapes, no gradients. Quiet, warm, effortlessly confident.
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