character: weiss_schnee, jaune_arc, ruby_rose, copyright: rwby
1boy, 1girl, 2girls? no, 1girl 1boy only, weiss_schnee, jaune_arc, muscular, huge muscular female, huge muscular male, equal muscle mass, matched height, standing side by side, full body, full body view, from below, wide shot, flexing, biceps flex, sparkle in eyes, big grin, open mouth, :d, displeased, annoyed pout, looking at own arm, exploring own body, self inspection, looking at another, white ponytail, very long white hair, blue eyes, pale skin, white dress, bare arms, bare muscular arms, abs, thick thighs, blonde hair, short blonde hair, blue eyes, armor, shoulder armor, gloves, pants, boots, tension, contrast of moods, two subjects
The camera sits low and looks up: the wide shot holds both figures whole, head to boot, standing side by side on the same ground plane, their boot soles on the same line, their crown heights level with each other, their shoulder width and bicep girth matched so that neither reads as the bigger one. On the left, the white-haired young woman with a very long white ponytail spilling down her back, blue eyes, pale skin, stands with her weight shifted onto her right hip, her left leg slightly forward, her head tilted down and a little away toward her own right arm: she has raised that arm and bent it at the elbow across her chest, her other hand clamped around her own bicep, fingertips pressed into the muscle, testing its thickness. Her bare arms are top-heavy and round, deltoids swollen, forearms thickened; her shoulders have broadened and her dress strains across a back and chest that now carry real mass, the white fabric pulled tight over the lats and the pectorals, the skirt sitting on heavier thighs. Her brow is drawn down and pinched, her mouth in a flat, displeased pout, one lower lip pulled slightly to the side, her eyes narrowed at the muscle under her own fingers with a look of grudging, unhappy discovery. On the right, the blond young man with short hair and blue eyes stands with his chest thrown forward, both arms bent and raised in a double biceps pose, fists turned in at his temples, his own mass identical in scale to hers: the same width of trapezius to deltoid, the same bicep peak, the same thickness of forearm. His shoulder armor rides wide across an enlarged shoulder, the armor clearly re-fit to a much heavier back; his shirt pulls tight across a broad chest and stacked abdominal muscle, and his pants strain at the thighs. His grin is enormous and open-mouthed, teeth showing, cheeks shoved up, and in each of his blue eyes a bright four-point sparkle sits high in the iris, catching the light with a distinct star-shaped glint. He is looking to his right at her, eyebrows high — the grin aimed at her inspection, half showing off and half delighted by her appalled one.
Both faces are turned three-quarter toward the viewer, both bodies squared to the camera; her gaze is down on her own bicep, his gaze lands on her face and waits for it. Their shoulders do not touch — a narrow band of air runs between them, the composition a clean even split of the frame. The low camera throws their shadows back and up across the floor behind them.
Behind them a plain uninterrupted backdrop of neutral cool grey rising into deeper shadow, no furniture, no signage, nothing to read; the floor a flat matte slab. A single hard key light from the upper left strikes the front and left planes of both faces and the crests of both flexed arms, so that the highlights run down the same curves on both bodies — her pale skin burning almost white at the bicep, his forearm flaring under it too. The right side of each figure drops into a soft cool shadow, and both bodies cast a doubled shadow to the right and back, the edges of her shadow and his shadow meeting in a single soft seam on the floor. Palette held tight: cool grey ground, white of her dress and hair, warm blond and steel-blue armor, and the pale skin tone shared by both figures carrying almost all the light in the image. Slight foreshortening on the boots at the bottom of the frame from the low angle. Playfully absurd, with a teasing contrast of moods.
Little dino
