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AI artwork featuring #My Hero Academia: Akademia bohaterów, #Shoto Todoroki and #zetaCollab
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Shoto Todoroki, My Hero Academia: Akademia bohaterów

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PixAI × zeta Original Character Creation Contest 2026 #zetaCollab
#My Hero Academia: Akademia bohaterów#Shoto Todoroki
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character: todoroki_shoto 1boy, male focus, solo, todoroki shouto, short hair, split-color hair, two-tone hair, multicolored hair, white hair on right side, red hair on left side, hair between eyes, long bangs falling over the eyes, heterochromia, one blue eye, one grey eye, burn scar over the left eye, closed mouth, collared shirt, u.a. school uniform, jacket, belt, u.a. gym uniform, ice, fire, happy birthday, letterboxed, letterbox bars, blurry background, from below, close-up, cowboy shot, looking at viewer, head tilt, upper body, A vertical letterboxed close-up shot from slightly below, so the two black bars sit hard against the top and bottom of the frame and the boy rises into the space between them. He is the only figure, filling the middle of the letterbox, his shoulders cut by the lower bar and the crown of his head clearing the upper one. His short hair is split down a clean vertical line: white on the right of the frame, red on the left, both sides short and close at the nape while the long bangs on the white side sweep down past his brow and hang over his eyes. The bangs part just enough to expose the heterochromia -- a blue eye on the frame-right, a grey eye on the frame-left -- and the burn scar sits over the grey eye, its textured edge dragged down across the cheekbone. His mouth stays closed, the lower lip pressed softly to the upper, one brow dipped a fraction lower than the other, and his gaze comes straight down the lens, quiet and steady rather than smiling. He wears the collared shirt of the school uniform buttoned to the throat, a dark jacket worn open over it with the lapels hanging away from his chest, the belt drawing a firm horizontal across his waist where the gym uniform trousers begin. Both hands are in motion in the lower frame: his left hand is raised at chest height, palm up and fingers slightly curled around a shaped block of ice that frosts his fingertips and casts a cold white glow up onto his jaw, while his right hand lifts a small flame in the same cupped gesture, the fire's warm light licking the scarred side of his face. The two glows meet on his face and split it -- cold blue-white from below left, hot orange from below right -- so the seam of his hair's two tones reads as light rather than paint. The background is out of focus behind him, a smear of cool blue and warm amber bokeh with no legible shapes, thrown into soft doubling where the ice and the fire bleed their colors into the blur. Where the flame's heat reaches his bangs the tips of the white hair lift and drift a few strands away from his forehead, and a thin curl of frost creeps along the lower letterbox bar where the ice block's cold touches the air nearest it. The palette is held to cold white, deep red, black and the two lights -- nothing else admitted. Tender, quietly expectant.
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todoroki shouto, 1boy, long bangs, shirt, u.a. gym uniform, scar on face, heterochromia, ice, letterboxed, happy birthday, scar, u.a. school uniform, male focus, two-tone hair, blue eyes, jacket, belt, short hair, grey eyes, hair between eyes, multicolored hair, fire, split-color hair, burn scar, collared shirt, blurry, closed mouth
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character: todoroki_shoto 1boy, solo, male focus, short hair, long bangs, hair between eyes, split-color hair, two-tone hair, multicolored hair, white hair on the right side, red hair on the left side, heterochromia, grey right eye, blue left eye, burn scar over the left side of the face, scar on face, closed mouth, collared shirt, u.a. school uniform shirt, jacket, belt, u.a. gym uniform, ice, fire, letterboxed, blurry background, happy birthday, looking at viewer, half-closed eyes, standing, upper body, from below, dutch angle, depth of field, bokeh, glowing, light particles The camera sits low and off-axis, tilted a few degrees so the verticals of the corridor lean — a from-below three-quarter view with a dutch angle, the boy's upper body filling the letterboxed frame while the world behind him collapses into blur. He stands slightly turned, weight settled on his left leg with the right hip dropped, chin lifted just enough to look down the tilt of the lens; his short hair is riven straight down the middle, white on the right half of the head and red on the left, and the long bangs fall between his eyes and past his brow, one strand dragging across the bridge of his nose. His eyes are mismatched — grey on the right, blue on the left — and both are half-lidded, calm, fixed on the viewer with the flat steady quiet of someone who has decided to be looked at. The burn scar covers the left side of his face around the blue eye, its edge mottled and pale, and his mouth stays entirely closed, a single flat line with no smile breaking it. He wears the u.a. school uniform: a crisp white collared shirt buttoned to the throat, the collar points clean and sharp, a dark jacket hanging open over it, and a belt cinched at his waist where the uniform trousers begin; over this same body the u.a. gym uniform reads in the dark blue trousers and the athletic cut — one boy, one outfit, layered and coherent, not two. His right hand is raised palm-up at chest height, and there a block of ice has grown out of nothing, faceted and clear, its edges catching cold light; from his left hand, held lower and slightly behind the ice, a thin tongue of fire curls upward and licks at the air. The ice is the light source on the right: it throws a cool white rim along his jaw, his collar and the white half of his hair, and it casts a hard bright glint on his grey eye. The fire is the light source on the left: it warms the scarred cheek and the red half of his hair to a dull ember orange and throws a soft flicker down the open jacket. Between them his face is split down the same seam as his hair — cold light on one side, firelight on the other — and the two shadows overlap behind his shoulder. Physics worth watching: meltwater from the ice runs down the ridges of his knuckles and drips, and each drop catches the firelight as it falls, so the cold thing bleeds a warm glint. The background is a soft smear of bokeh — the indistinct blue-grey of a school corridor dissolving into pale discs of light — everything behind him out of focus so the boy stays the only sharp thing in the frame. Across the letterboxed lower band, in clean bold display lettering, the words "happy birthday" are laid over the blur, white with a faint cool edge, sitting below his chest and clear of his hands. Palette held to two halves and one seam: cold white and pale ice-blue on the right, ember orange and red on the left, the white of the shirt and the black of the belt and jacket binding them, and nothing else admitted. Quiet, luminous, tender.
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character: todoroki_shoto 1boy, solo, male focus, short hair, long bangs, hair between eyes, split-color hair, two-tone hair, multicolored hair, white hair on the right side, red hair on the left side, heterochromia, grey right eye, blue left eye, burn scar over the left side of the face, scar on face, closed mouth, collared shirt, u.a. school uniform shirt, jacket, belt, u.a. gym uniform, ice, fire, letterboxed, blurry background, happy birthday, looking at viewer, half-closed eyes, standing, upper body, from below, dutch angle, depth of field, bokeh, glowing, light particles The camera sits low and off-axis, tilted a few degrees so the verticals of the corridor lean — a from-below three-quarter view with a dutch angle, the boy's upper body filling the letterboxed frame while the world behind him collapses into blur. He stands slightly turned, weight settled on his left leg with the right hip dropped, chin lifted just enough to look down the tilt of the lens; his short hair is riven straight down the middle, white on the right half of the head and red on the left, and the long bangs fall between his eyes and past his brow, one strand dragging across the bridge of his nose. His eyes are mismatched — grey on the right, blue on the left — and both are half-lidded, calm, fixed on the viewer with the flat steady quiet of someone who has decided to be looked at. The burn scar covers the left side of his face around the blue eye, its edge mottled and pale, and his mouth stays entirely closed, a single flat line with no smile breaking it. He wears the u.a. school uniform: a crisp white collared shirt buttoned to the throat, the collar points clean and sharp, a dark jacket hanging open over it, and a belt cinched at his waist where the uniform trousers begin; over this same body the u.a. gym uniform reads in the dark blue trousers and the athletic cut — one boy, one outfit, layered and coherent, not two. His right hand is raised palm-up at chest height, and there a block of ice has grown out of nothing, faceted and clear, its edges catching cold light; from his left hand, held lower and slightly behind the ice, a thin tongue of fire curls upward and licks at the air. The ice is the light source on the right: it throws a cool white rim along his jaw, his collar and the white half of his hair, and it casts a hard bright glint on his grey eye. The fire is the light source on the left: it warms the scarred cheek and the red half of his hair to a dull ember orange and throws a soft flicker down the open jacket. Between them his face is split down the same seam as his hair — cold light on one side, firelight on the other — and the two shadows overlap behind his shoulder. Physics worth watching: meltwater from the ice runs down the ridges of his knuckles and drips, and each drop catches the firelight as it falls, so the cold thing bleeds a warm glint. The background is a soft smear of bokeh — the indistinct blue-grey of a school corridor dissolving into pale discs of light — everything behind him out of focus so the boy stays the only sharp thing in the frame. Across the letterboxed lower band, in clean bold display lettering, the words "happy birthday" are laid over the blur, white with a faint cool edge, sitting below his chest and clear of his hands. Palette held to two halves and one seam: cold white and pale ice-blue on the right, ember orange and red on the left, the white of the shirt and the black of the belt and jacket binding them, and nothing else admitted. Quiet, luminous, tender.
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character: todoroki_shoto 1boy, solo, male focus, short hair, long bangs, hair between eyes, split-color hair, two-tone hair, multicolored hair, white hair on the right side, red hair on the left side, heterochromia, grey right eye, blue left eye, burn scar over the left side of the face, scar on face, closed mouth, collared shirt, u.a. school uniform shirt, jacket, belt, u.a. gym uniform, ice, fire, letterboxed, blurry background, happy birthday, looking at viewer, half-closed eyes, standing, upper body, from below, dutch angle, depth of field, bokeh, glowing, light particles The camera sits low and off-axis, tilted a few degrees so the verticals of the corridor lean — a from-below three-quarter view with a dutch angle, the boy's upper body filling the letterboxed frame while the world behind him collapses into blur. He stands slightly turned, weight settled on his left leg with the right hip dropped, chin lifted just enough to look down the tilt of the lens; his short hair is riven straight down the middle, white on the right half of the head and red on the left, and the long bangs fall between his eyes and past his brow, one strand dragging across the bridge of his nose. His eyes are mismatched — grey on the right, blue on the left — and both are half-lidded, calm, fixed on the viewer with the flat steady quiet of someone who has decided to be looked at. The burn scar covers the left side of his face around the blue eye, its edge mottled and pale, and his mouth stays entirely closed, a single flat line with no smile breaking it. He wears the u.a. school uniform: a crisp white collared shirt buttoned to the throat, the collar points clean and sharp, a dark jacket hanging open over it, and a belt cinched at his waist where the uniform trousers begin; over this same body the u.a. gym uniform reads in the dark blue trousers and the athletic cut — one boy, one outfit, layered and coherent, not two. His right hand is raised palm-up at chest height, and there a block of ice has grown out of nothing, faceted and clear, its edges catching cold light; from his left hand, held lower and slightly behind the ice, a thin tongue of fire curls upward and licks at the air. The ice is the light source on the right: it throws a cool white rim along his jaw, his collar and the white half of his hair, and it casts a hard bright glint on his grey eye. The fire is the light source on the left: it warms the scarred cheek and the red half of his hair to a dull ember orange and throws a soft flicker down the open jacket. Between them his face is split down the same seam as his hair — cold light on one side, firelight on the other — and the two shadows overlap behind his shoulder. Physics worth watching: meltwater from the ice runs down the ridges of his knuckles and drips, and each drop catches the firelight as it falls, so the cold thing bleeds a warm glint. The background is a soft smear of bokeh — the indistinct blue-grey of a school corridor dissolving into pale discs of light — everything behind him out of focus so the boy stays the only sharp thing in the frame. Across the letterboxed lower band, in clean bold display lettering, the words "happy birthday" are laid over the blur, white with a faint cool edge, sitting below his chest and clear of his hands. Palette held to two halves and one seam: cold white and pale ice-blue on the right, ember orange and red on the left, the white of the shirt and the black of the belt and jacket binding them, and nothing else admitted. Quiet, luminous, tender.
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character: todoroki_shoto 1boy, solo, male focus, short hair, long bangs, hair between eyes, split-color hair, two-tone hair, multicolored hair, white hair on the right side, red hair on the left side, heterochromia, grey right eye, blue left eye, burn scar over the left side of the face, scar on face, closed mouth, collared shirt, u.a. school uniform shirt, jacket, belt, u.a. gym uniform, ice, fire, letterboxed, blurry background, happy birthday, looking at viewer, half-closed eyes, standing, upper body, from below, dutch angle, depth of field, bokeh, glowing, light particles The camera sits low and off-axis, tilted a few degrees so the verticals of the corridor lean — a from-below three-quarter view with a dutch angle, the boy's upper body filling the letterboxed frame while the world behind him collapses into blur. He stands slightly turned, weight settled on his left leg with the right hip dropped, chin lifted just enough to look down the tilt of the lens; his short hair is riven straight down the middle, white on the right half of the head and red on the left, and the long bangs fall between his eyes and past his brow, one strand dragging across the bridge of his nose. His eyes are mismatched — grey on the right, blue on the left — and both are half-lidded, calm, fixed on the viewer with the flat steady quiet of someone who has decided to be looked at. The burn scar covers the left side of his face around the blue eye, its edge mottled and pale, and his mouth stays entirely closed, a single flat line with no smile breaking it. He wears the u.a. school uniform: a crisp white collared shirt buttoned to the throat, the collar points clean and sharp, a dark jacket hanging open over it, and a belt cinched at his waist where the uniform trousers begin; over this same body the u.a. gym uniform reads in the dark blue trousers and the athletic cut — one boy, one outfit, layered and coherent, not two. His right hand is raised palm-up at chest height, and there a block of ice has grown out of nothing, faceted and clear, its edges catching cold light; from his left hand, held lower and slightly behind the ice, a thin tongue of fire curls upward and licks at the air. The ice is the light source on the right: it throws a cool white rim along his jaw, his collar and the white half of his hair, and it casts a hard bright glint on his grey eye. The fire is the light source on the left: it warms the scarred cheek and the red half of his hair to a dull ember orange and throws a soft flicker down the open jacket. Between them his face is split down the same seam as his hair — cold light on one side, firelight on the other — and the two shadows overlap behind his shoulder. Physics worth watching: meltwater from the ice runs down the ridges of his knuckles and drips, and each drop catches the firelight as it falls, so the cold thing bleeds a warm glint. The background is a soft smear of bokeh — the indistinct blue-grey of a school corridor dissolving into pale discs of light — everything behind him out of focus so the boy stays the only sharp thing in the frame. Across the letterboxed lower band, in clean bold display lettering, the words "happy birthday" are laid over the blur, white with a faint cool edge, sitting below his chest and clear of his hands. Palette held to two halves and one seam: cold white and pale ice-blue on the right, ember orange and red on the left, the white of the shirt and the black of the belt and jacket binding them, and nothing else admitted. Quiet, luminous, tender.
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