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character: bitter_glasse_(umamusume), copyright: umamusume 1girl, solo, bitter_glasse_(umamusume), dark-skinned female, dark skin, brown hair, short brown hair, hair between eyes, long sidelocks, brown eyes, horse ears, animal ears, horse tail, fingerless gloves, red gloves, black sleeveless crop top, black cropped hooded jacket, hood down, open clothes, black shorts, black thighband on right thigh, toned midriff, leaning forward, from below, cowboy shot, dutch angle, one knee bent, hand on own hip, other arm outstretched, beckoning, head tilt, smug, lopsided grin, one eyebrow raised, half-closed eyes, looking down at viewer, teeth, pointing at viewer, city street at dusk, neon signage, three-quarter view, Three-quarter view from a low, tilted angle, the camera looking up at her from roughly hip height, the horizon canted a few degrees; she is caught mid-beckon, leaning forward over the lens so that her shoulders come closer and her hips stay back. Her dark skin is the deepest value in the frame, warmed by the sunset into a red-brown along the cheekbones and the bare midriff, cooler at the throat and under the jaw. Weight rides on her straight left leg; the right knee is bent, its foot rolled onto the toe, heel lifted clear of the paving. Her left hand sits flat on her own hip, fingers spread over the black shorts, thumb hooked into the waistband; her right arm is flung out toward the viewer, elbow soft, forearm foreshortened as it comes at the lens, the red fingerless glove a bright knot at the end of it, two fingers curled inward in a beckoning hook with the knuckles catching the last direct light. Her head tilts toward her raised shoulder; one brow arched high, one eye narrowed further than the other, the corner of her mouth pulled up into a lopsided grin with the tip of a canine showing, and her brown eyes look straight down the lens, holding it. The brown hair is short and tousled, side locks swinging forward past her jaw with the forward lean; the horse ears above swivel forward toward the camera, one tipped slightly more than the other; the long horse tail sweeps out behind her right hip and stays out, deflected by the momentum of the turn. The cropped black hooded jacket is open and slides back off both shoulders with the lean, its hood lying flat at her nape, the sleeveless black crop top beneath ending well above her navel, the bare midriff stretched long by the forward bend; black shorts sit low and close on the hips. The black thighband is a narrow compression ring on the upper right thigh, digging a shallow groove in the muscle so the band's edge sits slightly proud and the skin above it bulges a little. The setting is a narrow city street at dusk, the pavement running away behind her at the same tilt as the horizon; the railings and lamp posts along the left curb lean with the dutch angle. Neon signage lines the shopfronts behind her, kept soft and out of focus, its letters illegible smears of magenta and cyan; only at the extreme right edge does one sign come close to legible. The light is a single low sun down the street behind her right shoulder, deeply orange, so she is nearly rim-lit: a hot line along her right deltoid, the top of her right ear, the outward edge of the lifted glove, the far curve of the tail, and everywhere the lens faces her the forms fall into open shade that lifts only where the neon bounces back off the shopfront glass. Her cast shadow is thrown forward toward the viewer across the paving, long and soft-edged, broken where the curb rises. Dust motes in the shaft of low sun make the air visible between her and the buildings. The palette is her silhouette against the sunset: near-black for the jacket, top, shorts and gloves' trim; warm red-brown for her skin in the light and umber in the shade; a single saturated red confined to the gloves; and orange, magenta and cyan burning in the blurred signage and the sky slot between the rooftops. The reflected neon in the shop windows is dimmer and softer than its sources, and reddens on the underside of her outstretched forearm. Every detail is spent on the face, the beckoning hand and its foreshortened arm, the stretched midriff, and the contact of palm against hip; the street behind is resolved to big shapes only. Effortlessly stylish, faintly dangerous.
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Bitter Glasse from Umamusume, wearing Clothes
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character: bitter_glasse_(umamusume), copyright: umamusume 1girl, solo, bitter_glasse_(umamusume), dark-skinned female, dark skin, brown hair, short brown hair, hair between eyes, long sidelocks, brown eyes, horse ears, animal ears, horse tail, fingerless gloves, red gloves, black sleeveless crop top, black cropped hooded jacket, hood down, open clothes, black shorts, black thighband on right thigh, toned midriff, leaning forward, from below, cowboy shot, dutch angle, one knee bent, hand on own hip, other arm outstretched, beckoning, head tilt, smug, lopsided grin, one eyebrow raised, half-closed eyes, looking down at viewer, teeth, pointing at viewer, city street at dusk, neon signage, three-quarter view, Three-quarter view from a low, tilted angle, the camera looking up at her from roughly hip height, the horizon canted a few degrees; she is caught mid-beckon, leaning forward over the lens so that her shoulders come closer and her hips stay back. Her dark skin is the deepest value in the frame, warmed by the sunset into a red-brown along the cheekbones and the bare midriff, cooler at the throat and under the jaw. Weight rides on her straight left leg; the right knee is bent, its foot rolled onto the toe, heel lifted clear of the paving. Her left hand sits flat on her own hip, fingers spread over the black shorts, thumb hooked into the waistband; her right arm is flung out toward the viewer, elbow soft, forearm foreshortened as it comes at the lens, the red fingerless glove a bright knot at the end of it, two fingers curled inward in a beckoning hook with the knuckles catching the last direct light. Her head tilts toward her raised shoulder; one brow arched high, one eye narrowed further than the other, the corner of her mouth pulled up into a lopsided grin with the tip of a canine showing, and her brown eyes look straight down the lens, holding it. The brown hair is short and tousled, side locks swinging forward past her jaw with the forward lean; the horse ears above swivel forward toward the camera, one tipped slightly more than the other; the long horse tail sweeps out behind her right hip and stays out, deflected by the momentum of the turn. The cropped black hooded jacket is open and slides back off both shoulders with the lean, its hood lying flat at her nape, the sleeveless black crop top beneath ending well above her navel, the bare midriff stretched long by the forward bend; black shorts sit low and close on the hips. The black thighband is a narrow compression ring on the upper right thigh, digging a shallow groove in the muscle so the band's edge sits slightly proud and the skin above it bulges a little. The setting is a narrow city street at dusk, the pavement running away behind her at the same tilt as the horizon; the railings and lamp posts along the left curb lean with the dutch angle. Neon signage lines the shopfronts behind her, kept soft and out of focus, its letters illegible smears of magenta and cyan; only at the extreme right edge does one sign come close to legible. The light is a single low sun down the street behind her right shoulder, deeply orange, so she is nearly rim-lit: a hot line along her right deltoid, the top of her right ear, the outward edge of the lifted glove, the far curve of the tail, and everywhere the lens faces her the forms fall into open shade that lifts only where the neon bounces back off the shopfront glass. Her cast shadow is thrown forward toward the viewer across the paving, long and soft-edged, broken where the curb rises. Dust motes in the shaft of low sun make the air visible between her and the buildings. The palette is her silhouette against the sunset: near-black for the jacket, top, shorts and gloves' trim; warm red-brown for her skin in the light and umber in the shade; a single saturated red confined to the gloves; and orange, magenta and cyan burning in the blurred signage and the sky slot between the rooftops. The reflected neon in the shop windows is dimmer and softer than its sources, and reddens on the underside of her outstretched forearm. Every detail is spent on the face, the beckoning hand and its foreshortened arm, the stretched midriff, and the contact of palm against hip; the street behind is resolved to big shapes only. Effortlessly stylish, faintly dangerous.
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character: bitter_glasse_(umamusume), copyright: umamusume 1girl, solo, bitter_glasse_(umamusume), dark-skinned female, dark skin, brown hair, short brown hair, hair between eyes, long sidelocks, brown eyes, horse ears, animal ears, horse tail, fingerless gloves, red gloves, black sleeveless crop top, black cropped hooded jacket, hood down, open clothes, black shorts, black thighband on right thigh, toned midriff, leaning forward, from below, cowboy shot, dutch angle, one knee bent, hand on own hip, other arm outstretched, beckoning, head tilt, smug, lopsided grin, one eyebrow raised, half-closed eyes, looking down at viewer, teeth, pointing at viewer, city street at dusk, neon signage, three-quarter view, Three-quarter view from a low, tilted angle, the camera looking up at her from roughly hip height, the horizon canted a few degrees; she is caught mid-beckon, leaning forward over the lens so that her shoulders come closer and her hips stay back. Her dark skin is the deepest value in the frame, warmed by the sunset into a red-brown along the cheekbones and the bare midriff, cooler at the throat and under the jaw. Weight rides on her straight left leg; the right knee is bent, its foot rolled onto the toe, heel lifted clear of the paving. Her left hand sits flat on her own hip, fingers spread over the black shorts, thumb hooked into the waistband; her right arm is flung out toward the viewer, elbow soft, forearm foreshortened as it comes at the lens, the red fingerless glove a bright knot at the end of it, two fingers curled inward in a beckoning hook with the knuckles catching the last direct light. Her head tilts toward her raised shoulder; one brow arched high, one eye narrowed further than the other, the corner of her mouth pulled up into a lopsided grin with the tip of a canine showing, and her brown eyes look straight down the lens, holding it. The brown hair is short and tousled, side locks swinging forward past her jaw with the forward lean; the horse ears above swivel forward toward the camera, one tipped slightly more than the other; the long horse tail sweeps out behind her right hip and stays out, deflected by the momentum of the turn. The cropped black hooded jacket is open and slides back off both shoulders with the lean, its hood lying flat at her nape, the sleeveless black crop top beneath ending well above her navel, the bare midriff stretched long by the forward bend; black shorts sit low and close on the hips. The black thighband is a narrow compression ring on the upper right thigh, digging a shallow groove in the muscle so the band's edge sits slightly proud and the skin above it bulges a little. The setting is a narrow city street at dusk, the pavement running away behind her at the same tilt as the horizon; the railings and lamp posts along the left curb lean with the dutch angle. Neon signage lines the shopfronts behind her, kept soft and out of focus, its letters illegible smears of magenta and cyan; only at the extreme right edge does one sign come close to legible. The light is a single low sun down the street behind her right shoulder, deeply orange, so she is nearly rim-lit: a hot line along her right deltoid, the top of her right ear, the outward edge of the lifted glove, the far curve of the tail, and everywhere the lens faces her the forms fall into open shade that lifts only where the neon bounces back off the shopfront glass. Her cast shadow is thrown forward toward the viewer across the paving, long and soft-edged, broken where the curb rises. Dust motes in the shaft of low sun make the air visible between her and the buildings. The palette is her silhouette against the sunset: near-black for the jacket, top, shorts and gloves' trim; warm red-brown for her skin in the light and umber in the shade; a single saturated red confined to the gloves; and orange, magenta and cyan burning in the blurred signage and the sky slot between the rooftops. The reflected neon in the shop windows is dimmer and softer than its sources, and reddens on the underside of her outstretched forearm. Every detail is spent on the face, the beckoning hand and its foreshortened arm, the stretched midriff, and the contact of palm against hip; the street behind is resolved to big shapes only. Effortlessly stylish, faintly dangerous.
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character: bitter_glasse_(umamusume), copyright: umamusume 1girl, solo, bitter_glasse_(umamusume), dark-skinned female, dark skin, brown hair, short brown hair, hair between eyes, long sidelocks, brown eyes, horse ears, animal ears, horse tail, fingerless gloves, red gloves, black sleeveless crop top, black cropped hooded jacket, hood down, open clothes, black shorts, black thighband on right thigh, toned midriff, leaning forward, from below, cowboy shot, dutch angle, one knee bent, hand on own hip, other arm outstretched, beckoning, head tilt, smug, lopsided grin, one eyebrow raised, half-closed eyes, looking down at viewer, teeth, pointing at viewer, city street at dusk, neon signage, three-quarter view, Three-quarter view from a low, tilted angle, the camera looking up at her from roughly hip height, the horizon canted a few degrees; she is caught mid-beckon, leaning forward over the lens so that her shoulders come closer and her hips stay back. Her dark skin is the deepest value in the frame, warmed by the sunset into a red-brown along the cheekbones and the bare midriff, cooler at the throat and under the jaw. Weight rides on her straight left leg; the right knee is bent, its foot rolled onto the toe, heel lifted clear of the paving. Her left hand sits flat on her own hip, fingers spread over the black shorts, thumb hooked into the waistband; her right arm is flung out toward the viewer, elbow soft, forearm foreshortened as it comes at the lens, the red fingerless glove a bright knot at the end of it, two fingers curled inward in a beckoning hook with the knuckles catching the last direct light. Her head tilts toward her raised shoulder; one brow arched high, one eye narrowed further than the other, the corner of her mouth pulled up into a lopsided grin with the tip of a canine showing, and her brown eyes look straight down the lens, holding it. The brown hair is short and tousled, side locks swinging forward past her jaw with the forward lean; the horse ears above swivel forward toward the camera, one tipped slightly more than the other; the long horse tail sweeps out behind her right hip and stays out, deflected by the momentum of the turn. The cropped black hooded jacket is open and slides back off both shoulders with the lean, its hood lying flat at her nape, the sleeveless black crop top beneath ending well above her navel, the bare midriff stretched long by the forward bend; black shorts sit low and close on the hips. The black thighband is a narrow compression ring on the upper right thigh, digging a shallow groove in the muscle so the band's edge sits slightly proud and the skin above it bulges a little. The setting is a narrow city street at dusk, the pavement running away behind her at the same tilt as the horizon; the railings and lamp posts along the left curb lean with the dutch angle. Neon signage lines the shopfronts behind her, kept soft and out of focus, its letters illegible smears of magenta and cyan; only at the extreme right edge does one sign come close to legible. The light is a single low sun down the street behind her right shoulder, deeply orange, so she is nearly rim-lit: a hot line along her right deltoid, the top of her right ear, the outward edge of the lifted glove, the far curve of the tail, and everywhere the lens faces her the forms fall into open shade that lifts only where the neon bounces back off the shopfront glass. Her cast shadow is thrown forward toward the viewer across the paving, long and soft-edged, broken where the curb rises. Dust motes in the shaft of low sun make the air visible between her and the buildings. The palette is her silhouette against the sunset: near-black for the jacket, top, shorts and gloves' trim; warm red-brown for her skin in the light and umber in the shade; a single saturated red confined to the gloves; and orange, magenta and cyan burning in the blurred signage and the sky slot between the rooftops. The reflected neon in the shop windows is dimmer and softer than its sources, and reddens on the underside of her outstretched forearm. Every detail is spent on the face, the beckoning hand and its foreshortened arm, the stretched midriff, and the contact of palm against hip; the street behind is resolved to big shapes only. Effortlessly stylish, faintly dangerous.
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character: bitter_glasse_(umamusume), copyright: umamusume 1girl, solo, bitter_glasse_(umamusume), dark skin, dark-skinned female, brown hair, short brown hair, hair between eyes, sidelocks, brown eyes, horse ears, animal ears, horse tail, tail, sexy clothes, black halter top, deep neckline, bare shoulders, bare arms, black mini skirt, thigh strap, black fingerless gloves, red fingerless gloves, bare legs, black high-heeled ankle boots, from below, low angle, cowboy shot, standing on one leg, leaning back, hand on own hip, outstretched arm, looking down at viewer, half-closed eyes, smug, parted lips, sidelocks swaying, night, rooftop, city lights, bokeh, rim light, blue and magenta palette Shot from below in a cowboy shot against a night rooftop railing, the tall dark-skinned figure plants her full weight on her left leg, right knee bent and boot lifted so the heel hangs over empty air, toes pointed; her right hand rests flat on the railing edge beside her hip, fingers curled over the metal, while her left arm drops loose and her left shoulder slopes lower than the right. She leans back against the rail on one hip, chest tilted up, chin lowered so her half-closed brown eyes look straight down the lens with a smug, lopsided confidence, one brow slightly arched, lips parted on the edge of a word. The short brown bob falls back from her forehead, the strand between her eyes lifting and swinging to one side in the updraft, sidelocks brushing her jaw; the horse ears above swivel forward and the long tail curls out behind the rail, its tip flicking. Her black halter top cuts deep at the chest and leaves shoulders, back and arms bare, a thin strap running around her neck, the fabric pulling taut where her torso arches; the black mini skirt rides high on one hip with a thigh strap biting into the upper thigh, its buckle catching the light; black fingerless gloves with red palms grip the rail, knuckles pale, and black high-heeled ankle boots close around her ankles with a broad strap. The city behind her is a soft bokeh wash of cool blue glass and warm magenta signs far below the roof edge, no readable lettering; the only key light is a cold blue rim from the skyline that traces her shoulders, jaw, ears and the top of her thigh, with a single warm magenta edge along her back and tail from a sign behind, so her front falls into deep shadow and the railing throws a hard diagonal shadow across the concrete at her feet while the sky holds the darkness above. Palette locked to deep night blue, hot magenta and matte black skin and cloth, nothing else admitted; detail budget on the arch of her back, the contact of glove on rail, the taut strap and the down-tilted gaze. Cool, sultry, effortlessly stylish.
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