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AI art "Makoto Kino crash v.88" featuring #키노 마코토, #미소녀 전사 세일러 문, #경찰 and #경찰관

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Makoto Kino crash v.88

#키노 마코토 #미소녀 전사 세일러 문 #경찰 #경찰관

게시일 Oct 30, 2026

Fabio Peveri

character: sailor_jupiter, kino_makoto, 88_(vashperado) 2girls, kino makoto, 88 (vashperado), full body, sitting, sitting on floor, fallen, supermarket aisle, from above, high angle, dutch angle, looking at each other, blush, embarassed, smile, apologizing, brown hair, ponytail, long hair, green eyes, white blouse, short red necktie, dark blue office skirt, white short socks, white sneakers, pink rose earrings, flower earrings, badge holder, id badge, white badge, red text, "FAMILY", blonde hair, blue eyes, short-sleeved shirt, light blue police shirt, police badge, gold and blue badge, white belt, black trousers, black boots, scattered products, groceries on floor, red shopping basket, tipped over basket, spilled groceries, floor tiles, Japanese anime style, cel shading, speech bubble, The camera looks down and slightly across at a steep high angle, the aisle floor filling the frame, a corner of shelving cutting diagonally through the upper left so that the turn of the corner is legible: two figures have just collided around it and are both down on the tiled supermarket floor, seen in full body from crown to boots. Makoto Kino sits on the floor with her knees bent and drawn a little together, one palm braced flat on the tile behind her hip taking her weight, the other hand catching the badge holder against her blouse so it doesn't swing; her ponytail has slipped over one shoulder and its tail lies across her collar. She wears the white blouse buttoned to the throat, the short red necktie knotted small and tight, the dark blue office skirt spread around her hips, short white socks and white Nike-style sneakers with one sole pressed flat to the floor and the other heel lifted; the pink rose-shaped earrings sit on both earlobes, and the badge holder hangs on its cord at her breast — a white card with the red lettering "FAMILY" running level across it, slightly curved with the card's surface. Her face is turned toward the officer and flushed deep across both cheeks and the bridge of the nose, ears red, brows drawn up in embarrassment, mouth small and tight, green eyes darting sideways to his face and back down. V.88 sits half a pace away on the same floor, one leg folded under, the other knee up with his forearm resting on it, shoulders dropped in a rueful shrug; his other hand is lifted, palm open and up toward her, the apologetic gesture, and his chin is tipped down with a sheepish, broad closed-mouth-then-open smile and a furrowed brow that says sorry. His short-sleeved light blue police shirt is slightly rumpled at the side seam, the gold and blue police badge pinned on his chest catching the ceiling light, the white belt crossing his waist, black trousers creased at the knee, black boots flat on the tile. His blond hair is mussed from the fall. His blue eyes are on her face, watching for her reaction. Between and around them the tiled floor is strewn with spilled products — cans rolled out in an arc, a crushable packet of biscuits split open, a bottle lying on its side, loose apples scattered — and the red shopping basket lies on its side in the foreground close to the lens, large with perspective, its open mouth toward the viewer and its contents spilled in the direction of travel; the basket's lower edge casts a short hard shadow on the tile, and the apples have rolled until they stopped against the shelf base and against the officer's boot. Cold overhead fluorescent supermarket light falls almost straight down, so shadows are short and pooled under both bodies and under every scattered item, the light glancing off the tile in broad dull sheen and off the badge, the belt buckle and the basket's plastic. Behind them, the corner of the aisle recedes into rows of shelves stacked with brightly coloured packaging, all of it slightly soft and reduced, illegible, out of focus. A single oval speech bubble floats at the upper right above V.88's shoulder with its tail pointing to him, reading "Scusa! Non ti ho visto arrivare." Palette is supermarket-neutral: grey-white tile, warm beige shelving, the red of the tie, the basket and the badge lettering as the loudest accents, the light blue of the uniform and the dark blue of the skirt weighing the center, the warm brown of her hair and the pale blond of his against them. Warm skin tones and a flush of red keep the mood rueful and tender.

Makoto Kino crash v.88

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