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felixcrowe

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character: stolas_(helluva_boss), copyright: helluva_boss 1girl, solo, tomboy, muscular female, short white hair, messy white hair, freckles, heterochromia, one ice blue eye, one gold eye, sharp teeth, scars on arms, scar on cheek, scar on neck, tattoos, black shirt, black leather jacket, spiked shoulders, spiked cuffs, ripped black jeans, black boots, cigarette, smoke, holding cigarette, owl girl, night raven hybrid, feathered ear tufts, long-legged crowned owl traits, feathered forearms, feathered calves, bird tail feathers behind hips, from below, cowboy shot, leaning back against wall, head tilt, looking to the side, half-closed eyes, smirk, alley at night, brick wall, neon sign glow, Low-angle three-quarter view from below, so the figure rises past the camera and a dark alley wall closes the frame behind her shoulder. She is a tall, broad-shouldered tomboy with a lifter's build: white hair cropped short and shoved back off her brow, freckles dusted thick across nose and cheekbones, a pair of thin scars drawn along both cheeks and a small nick at the side of the neck, arms bare from the jacket cuffs to the knuckles and covered in a dense blackwork sleeve of tattoos that break over the scars on her forearms. Her eyes do not match — the left ice blue, cold and pale, the right a dark olive-tinged gold — and the gold one is half-lidded as her gaze slides off to the side down the alley, chin lifted. Her lips are parted on a lopsided smirk, one canine visibly sharp, the other teeth a row of small points. Her owl blood shows at the edges of the outfit: two feather tufts rising from the short white hair like a crown's horns, a feather cuff of white-and-grey barred plumage running down each forearm out of the jacket's rolled sleeve, the same barred feathering at the backs of her calves above the ripped jeans, and a fan of tail feathers hanging behind her hips past the jacket hem. The spiked jacket is black leather with a slight crackle in the grain, steel spikes bolted along both shoulder caps and ringing each cuff; under it the black shirt is plain and pulled taut across her chest and shoulders, and the ripped black jeans are torn at both knees and one thigh, thready white fibers standing up at the tear edges. She has her back and left shoulder pressed flat to the damp brick wall, hips pushed forward, left leg straight and taking her weight, right foot crossed over the ankle and boot toe planted. Her right hand is up beside her jaw, cigarette pinched between index and middle finger, the lit tip a small hard orange coal throwing its glow onto her knuckles and the underside of her chin; a thin curl of smoke rises and drags sideways toward the alley mouth, bent by the same night air that feathers the tail fan slightly off her hip. The brick behind her carries old painted signage worn down to a pale ghost, illegible. Light comes from a single neon tube on the opposite wall at frame left, a cold blue-white spilling across her lit cheek and the blue eye while the gold eye sits in shadow; the cigarette coal is the only warm light and it does not reach past her collarbone. Beyond the two pools of light the alley is near-black. Palette is black leather, black denim, cold blue neon and one warm coal of orange, with her white hair and freckled skin as the brightest value in the frame. Fine grain in the shadow, crisp hard edges in the neon. Moody, effortlessly tough.
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a hybrid night raven (nycticorax), or a long-legged crowned owl. tomboy girl with white short hair and freckles and one ice blue eye and the other eye color is like a dark but light gold color and sharp teeth and a little bit of scars on my arms and cheeks and neck a little bit and he's wearing wearing ripped jeans that are black and a black shirt with a leather black jacket with spikes on the shoulders and the cuffs and tattoos with muscles and smoking a cigarette I'm the daughter of Prince stolas from helluva boss
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lowres, worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, explicit
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copyright: helluva_boss 1girl, solo, hybrid, bird girl, feathered arms, black feathered forearms, long-legged crowned owl, night raven, white hair, short hair, messy white hair, freckles, heterochromia, one ice blue eye, one gold eye, sharp teeth, fang, light scars, scar on cheek, scar on neck, scar on arm, muscular, toned, defined abs, tattoos, black sports bra, black ripped jeans, ripped knees, bare feet, talon-like toes, from above, three-quarter view, looking up at viewer, crouched, one knee up, arm on knee, head tilt, open mouth, grin, fang, half-closed eyes, feathers, small feathers at the temple, father is stolas, helluva_boss viewed from high above, a single lean muscular owl-raven hybrid girl crouches low on a seamless deep-charcoal studio ground, one knee up under her chest and the other leg folded back, her weight settled on the forward foot while her hip rides low, so her whole body reads as a coiled spring under the camera. her short messy white hair is blown back off her brow, a pair of small white feathers poking loose at her right temple. her forearms and the outer edges of her shoulders carry black night-raven plumage that lies flat like sleeve feathers, and long crowned-owl ear tufts sweep back from the crown of her head. she tips her chin up hard toward the lens, so the high camera sees her face fully: one ice blue eye and one pale gold eye, both catching a bright edge, and her lips peeled back over a row of small sharp teeth in a lopsided grin that shows one fang. freckles dust her nose and under her eyes, cut across by three short pale scars on her cheek, another faint one at the side of her neck, and a scatter of thin old scars over her forearms and shoulders. her black sports bra stretches tight over defined shoulders, deltoids and a flat hard stomach, tattoos inked across her left bicep and collarbone, and her black ripped jeans gape open at both knees with frayed white threads. her right hand rests flat on her raised knee, her left hand braced on the ground for balance, claws just touching. a soft top-down key light pools on the crown of her head and the tops of her shoulders, falls away into the hollows under her jaw and under her chest, and throws a short compact shadow under her crouched body; the seamless ground fades to near-black at the edges so nothing else is in frame. palette held to white, black, freckled warm skin and the two mismatched eyes, nothing else admitted. crisp cel shading, dry paper-flat color, hard rim on the feather edges. fierce, playful.
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1boy, solo, hybrid, night raven boy, long-legged crowned owl boy, feathered crest of pale ear tufts sweeping back from the hairline, short white hair, messy white hair, freckles, heterochromia, one ice blue eye, one dark gold eye, sharp teeth, pointed teeth, small scars, scar on cheek, scar on neck, scarred arms, muscular, muscular male, toned arms, tattoos, tattooed arms, black shirt, black leather jacket, spiked shoulders, spiked cuffs, black ripped jeans, torn jeans, bird legs, feathered calves, taloned feet, half-lidded eyes, lopsided smirk, looking at viewer, head tilt, hands in pockets, from below, cowboy shot, low angle, crumbling rooftop ledge, night city, cold blue key light, neon rim light The camera sits low and close, tilted up in a cowboy shot that crops him at mid-thigh so the whole reach of him reads: a muscular young man with short, choppy white hair standing on a crumbling concrete ledge of a rooftop parapet, one boot on the ledge's raised edge, the other planted flat behind it, his weight sunk into that rear hip so his torso slants away and his right shoulder drops lower than the left. His jacket is unzipped over a black shirt stretched across a broad chest and thick arms, black leather creaking at the shoulders where a row of blunt steel spikes rides the seam, and matching spikes stud the cuff that sits bunched at his right wrist. The jeans are black and violently ripped at both knees with pale frayed threads hanging loose, and the wind moving along the ledge pushes the loose threads sideways, all of them leaning the same way. His hands are jammed deep in the front pockets, thumbs hooked out over the denim, the fabric dragging tight across his knuckles. Because the camera is under him, his head tips down toward the lens: short white hair falls forward in spikes over his brow, and the small pale scars crossing his left cheekbone and the short nick at his jaw catch the light as fine silver lines. His mismatched eyes both land on the viewer -- one a clean pale ice blue, the other a warm dark gold like old honey in shadow -- and one brow is cocked a little higher than the other above a lopsided smirk that pulls one corner of his mouth up and shows the sharp pointed teeth stacked behind it, the upper canine visibly overlapping the lower lip. Behind the white hair, a pair of long pale feathered tufts sweeps back off his temples like a crowned owl's brows, moving with the wind. His neck shows a thin scar running down toward the collar, and his arms are bare from the shoved-up right sleeve: heavy muscle under skin dusted with freckles across the shoulders and forearms, laced with dark blue-black tattoos that coil from wrist to bicep in geometric bands tight enough that the ink stretches with the muscle. Below the ripped knees, his dark feathered calves narrow into long scaled bird legs that grip the ledge, toes curling over the edge. The ledge is the only thing between him and a drop: below and behind, a city of stacked rooftops and lit windows blurs into blue night haze, tiny lights strung in loose rows. The key light comes from the upper left as a cold blue-white wash raking across the spikes on his shoulder, edging every spike and every tooth in hard highlights and throwing the right side of his face into a deep blue shadow; a thin magenta neon rim catches the back of his hair and the far cuff, and its coloured reflection sits in the wet concrete at his feet. His long shadow falls across the ledge and drops off the edge into nothing. The palette holds to cold blue, black leather and bleached white, broken only by the amber of one gold eye and the magenta rim. Effortlessly cocky.
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