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blitoluchador
Arte de IA de blitoluchador en PixAI. Creado con Tsubaki.3 Flash.
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- Prompt original
- primer plano de Superman henry cavill rostro masculino mandibula cuadrada nariz grande sombra de barba con los labios pintados pestañas postizas rímel corrido está llorando mirando a cámara con un ojo hinchado cerrado y morado la sangre le cae por la frente y tiene un tacón de un zapato de aguja clavado en la sien lleva una peluca de melena rubia descolocada
- Modo
- flash
- Tamaño
- 1104 x 1824
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character: superman
1boy, solo, male focus, close-up, face focus, looking at viewer, straight-on, masculine face, square jaw, big nose, stubble, beard shadow, painted lips, lipstick, false eyelashes, long eyelashes, smudged mascara, runny mascara, black tears, crying, tears streaming down cheeks, one eye closed, black eye, swollen eye, purple bruising around eye, blood on forehead, blood drip, blood trickling down face, stiletto heel, high heel impaled in temple, shoe spike in head, blonde wig, long blonde hair, messy wig, disheveled hair, askew hairpiece, blue eyes, thick eyebrows, sideburns, sweat on face, trembling lips, pain, distress
A tight straight-on close-up fills the frame with a single masculine face, cropped at the crown of the head and just below the chin, the shoulders only a dark blur at the very bottom edge. The head tilts a few degrees to his left and slightly back, chin lifted, held up as if he is forcing himself to meet the lens. His jaw is heavy and square, the broad chin and the hard ridge of the mandible catching the light along its lower edge; his nose is large, straight-bridged and broad at the tip, its shadow falling across the left half of his upper lip. A dense grey-brown beard shadow sits low on the cheeks, along the jawline and above the lip, the stubble breaking up the skin's shine where the jaw turns.
His lips are painted a deep glossy red, the colour thick and a little smeared at the corners, and his mouth is pulled open and trembling in a sob, the lower lip wet. Both sets of lashes are long, thick and false, but the mascara has run: black pigment has bled from the lashline in rivulets down both cheeks, pooling darker in the creases and leaving two sooty tracks that continue past the jaw. His right eye is open and blue, red-rimmed, glassy with tears that swell along the lower lid and break loose; his left eye is swollen completely shut, the lid puffed out and discoloured in deep purple and plum bruise, a livid crescent from brow to cheekbone, the skin taut and glistening over it.
Fresh blood runs from the hairline above his left brow, a dark red thread that splits into two thin rivulets down his temple and past the closed eye, one drop hanging heavy at the corner of his jaw before it falls. Driven into the left temple just above the hairline is a single stiletto heel: a slender black patent spike about the length of a finger, sunk in at an angle, its tiny tip lost under the skin and its heel base standing out from the head, a thin collar of blood welling around the entry and matting the hair beneath it. The spike holds firm; nothing else supports it.
A blonde wig of long, heavy hair sits badly off-centre on his head, the crown pushed back and to the right so a raw edge of the hairpiece shows over his forehead and a dark strand of his own hair escapes at the part. The blonde mane falls in loose, untidy waves around both cheeks and down past his jaw, the ends clumped and stray, some strands sticking wet to the tear tracks and some lifting away from the temple.
Light comes from a single hard key source in front and slightly above, throwing a crisp shadow under the square jaw and inside the swollen lid, glinting off the wet lips, the glossy black heel and the tear film on the open eye; behind his head the background drops into an unlit near-black field with no detail. The palette is confined to bruised purple and plum, wet red blood and red lipstick, the smeared black of the mascara, pale skin, the brassy gold of the wig and the surrounding black. A single drop of diluted black mascara at the end of the left track shivers and clings by surface tension instead of breaking. Raw, unravelling; tender dread.
blitoluchador
b
character: superman
1boy, solo, male focus, close-up, face focus, looking at viewer, straight-on, masculine face, square jaw, big nose, stubble, beard shadow, painted lips, lipstick, false eyelashes, long eyelashes, smudged mascara, runny mascara, black tears, crying, tears streaming down cheeks, one eye closed, black eye, swollen eye, purple bruising around eye, blood on forehead, blood drip, blood trickling down face, stiletto heel, high heel impaled in temple, shoe spike in head, blonde wig, long blonde hair, messy wig, disheveled hair, askew hairpiece, blue eyes, thick eyebrows, sideburns, sweat on face, trembling lips, pain, distress
A tight straight-on close-up fills the frame with a single masculine face, cropped at the crown of the head and just below the chin, the shoulders only a dark blur at the very bottom edge. The head tilts a few degrees to his left and slightly back, chin lifted, held up as if he is forcing himself to meet the lens. His jaw is heavy and square, the broad chin and the hard ridge of the mandible catching the light along its lower edge; his nose is large, straight-bridged and broad at the tip, its shadow falling across the left half of his upper lip. A dense grey-brown beard shadow sits low on the cheeks, along the jawline and above the lip, the stubble breaking up the skin's shine where the jaw turns.
His lips are painted a deep glossy red, the colour thick and a little smeared at the corners, and his mouth is pulled open and trembling in a sob, the lower lip wet. Both sets of lashes are long, thick and false, but the mascara has run: black pigment has bled from the lashline in rivulets down both cheeks, pooling darker in the creases and leaving two sooty tracks that continue past the jaw. His right eye is open and blue, red-rimmed, glassy with tears that swell along the lower lid and break loose; his left eye is swollen completely shut, the lid puffed out and discoloured in deep purple and plum bruise, a livid crescent from brow to cheekbone, the skin taut and glistening over it.
Fresh blood runs from the hairline above his left brow, a dark red thread that splits into two thin rivulets down his temple and past the closed eye, one drop hanging heavy at the corner of his jaw before it falls. Driven into the left temple just above the hairline is a single stiletto heel: a slender black patent spike about the length of a finger, sunk in at an angle, its tiny tip lost under the skin and its heel base standing out from the head, a thin collar of blood welling around the entry and matting the hair beneath it. The spike holds firm; nothing else supports it.
A blonde wig of long, heavy hair sits badly off-centre on his head, the crown pushed back and to the right so a raw edge of the hairpiece shows over his forehead and a dark strand of his own hair escapes at the part. The blonde mane falls in loose, untidy waves around both cheeks and down past his jaw, the ends clumped and stray, some strands sticking wet to the tear tracks and some lifting away from the temple.
Light comes from a single hard key source in front and slightly above, throwing a crisp shadow under the square jaw and inside the swollen lid, glinting off the wet lips, the glossy black heel and the tear film on the open eye; behind his head the background drops into an unlit near-black field with no detail. The palette is confined to bruised purple and plum, wet red blood and red lipstick, the smeared black of the mascara, pale skin, the brassy gold of the wig and the surrounding black. A single drop of diluted black mascara at the end of the left track shivers and clings by surface tension instead of breaking. Raw, unravelling; tender dread.
blitoluchador
b
character: superman
1boy, solo, male focus, close-up, face focus, looking at viewer, straight-on, masculine face, square jaw, big nose, stubble, beard shadow, painted lips, lipstick, false eyelashes, long eyelashes, smudged mascara, runny mascara, black tears, crying, tears streaming down cheeks, one eye closed, black eye, swollen eye, purple bruising around eye, blood on forehead, blood drip, blood trickling down face, stiletto heel, high heel impaled in temple, shoe spike in head, blonde wig, long blonde hair, messy wig, disheveled hair, askew hairpiece, blue eyes, thick eyebrows, sideburns, sweat on face, trembling lips, pain, distress
A tight straight-on close-up fills the frame with a single masculine face, cropped at the crown of the head and just below the chin, the shoulders only a dark blur at the very bottom edge. The head tilts a few degrees to his left and slightly back, chin lifted, held up as if he is forcing himself to meet the lens. His jaw is heavy and square, the broad chin and the hard ridge of the mandible catching the light along its lower edge; his nose is large, straight-bridged and broad at the tip, its shadow falling across the left half of his upper lip. A dense grey-brown beard shadow sits low on the cheeks, along the jawline and above the lip, the stubble breaking up the skin's shine where the jaw turns.
His lips are painted a deep glossy red, the colour thick and a little smeared at the corners, and his mouth is pulled open and trembling in a sob, the lower lip wet. Both sets of lashes are long, thick and false, but the mascara has run: black pigment has bled from the lashline in rivulets down both cheeks, pooling darker in the creases and leaving two sooty tracks that continue past the jaw. His right eye is open and blue, red-rimmed, glassy with tears that swell along the lower lid and break loose; his left eye is swollen completely shut, the lid puffed out and discoloured in deep purple and plum bruise, a livid crescent from brow to cheekbone, the skin taut and glistening over it.
Fresh blood runs from the hairline above his left brow, a dark red thread that splits into two thin rivulets down his temple and past the closed eye, one drop hanging heavy at the corner of his jaw before it falls. Driven into the left temple just above the hairline is a single stiletto heel: a slender black patent spike about the length of a finger, sunk in at an angle, its tiny tip lost under the skin and its heel base standing out from the head, a thin collar of blood welling around the entry and matting the hair beneath it. The spike holds firm; nothing else supports it.
A blonde wig of long, heavy hair sits badly off-centre on his head, the crown pushed back and to the right so a raw edge of the hairpiece shows over his forehead and a dark strand of his own hair escapes at the part. The blonde mane falls in loose, untidy waves around both cheeks and down past his jaw, the ends clumped and stray, some strands sticking wet to the tear tracks and some lifting away from the temple.
Light comes from a single hard key source in front and slightly above, throwing a crisp shadow under the square jaw and inside the swollen lid, glinting off the wet lips, the glossy black heel and the tear film on the open eye; behind his head the background drops into an unlit near-black field with no detail. The palette is confined to bruised purple and plum, wet red blood and red lipstick, the smeared black of the mascara, pale skin, the brassy gold of the wig and the surrounding black. A single drop of diluted black mascara at the end of the left track shivers and clings by surface tension instead of breaking. Raw, unravelling; tender dread.
blitoluchador
b
character: superman
1boy, solo, medium shot, male face, square jaw, large nose, stubble beard shadow, painted lips, lipstick, false eyelashes, smeared mascara, running mascara, crying, tears, tears streaming down face, looking at viewer, one eye closed, black eye, swollen eye, purple bruise, blood on forehead, blood dripping down face, stiletto heel embedded in temple, high heel shoe stuck in head, messy blonde wig, long hair, disheveled wig, blue top, superhero logo on chest, midriff, muscular abdomen, hairy stomach, body hair, hairy chest, bare shoulders, from front, close-up, clenched teeth, trembling lip, wet cheeks, harsh flash lighting, dark background
A medium shot taken from the front, tight enough that the shoulders are cropped at the upper arms and the top of the blonde wig nearly touches the frame's top edge, with the face set slightly off-center to the left of the vertical axis. The head is tilted a few degrees to the right, chin lifted just enough to expose the throat and the blood track running from the hairline down the center of the forehead, past the brow, splitting around the bridge of the big nose. The square jaw is locked hard, the muscle jumping at its corner, and the stubble shadow reads as a dark grit across the cheeks and above the painted lips. The lipstick is red, glossy, and slightly smeared at the lower lip's corner; the false eyelashes are long and clumped with black mascara that has broken and run in two tracks down each cheek, the left track longer, thinning to gray at the jaw. The left eye is open, blue, wet, rimmed red, aimed straight into the lens with a stare that is flooded and furious and pleading all at once; the right eye is swollen shut under a purple-black bruise that bulges the lid into a smooth shiny dome, the skin stretched tight and the brow above it split by the blood. A stiletto heel is embedded in the right temple: the thin metal-tipped spike has driven in just above the cheekbone, the black patent pump hanging off it with the sole angled up and out toward the right edge of the frame, and a thin sheet of blood has welled around the puncture and begun to run down in dark red lines across the bruise and into the corner of the closed lid.
The blonde wig is a long mane, brassy and dull and badly tangled, the part crooked, strands plastered to the wet cheek on the left, a hank of it caught and pulled taut against the heel on the right, the ends fraying out of frame at the shoulders. The blue top is a cropped tank cut low and wide at the neck, the red-and-yellow chest logo distorted and stretched by the pectoral underneath, the hem stopping high so the hairy torso is fully exposed: the abdominal muscles stand out in hard blocks, dark hair curling up the centerline from the waistband of frame, beaded with sweat and catching the flash in small bright specks. His shoulders are hunched forward, both arms out of the frame below the crop, and the weight of the head pulls the neck tendons taut. The light is a single hard direct flash from the camera position: it flattens the forehead and highlights the sweat on it, drops a hard shadow behind the jaw and under the chin, and brings the wetness on the cheeks and lips up as specular glints; the background is a dark unlit wall falling off to near black at the edges, with no second light source. The blood is darker where it has started to dry and redder where it is fresh, and one drop hangs at the point of the jaw, not yet fallen. Palette of blue, red, blonde and bruised purple against black. Raw, battered, unflinching.
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