Riju Galeria

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character: riju 1girl, solo, full body, 3/4 view, standing, right hand on hip, left hand at side, long red hair, medium hair, green eyes, pointy ears, dark skin, hair ornament, circlet, jewelry, bracelet, looking to the side, head tilt, light smile, bare midriff, confident, A full-body three-quarter view of a single dark-skinned young woman with long red hair stands against a warm sunlit stone wall, her body angled about forty-five degrees to the camera. Her weight is settled onto her right leg with the left knee relaxed and slightly bent, her left arm hanging loose and empty at her side, fingers curled and clear of her thigh; her right hand is planted on her hip, elbow flared back and away from her waist, palm pressed flat where the hem meets the belt. A gold circlet sits low across her forehead beneath her swept bangs, long hair falling past her shoulders with the strands on her right blown gently across her cheek; a bracelet bands her right wrist and rings and jewelry glint at her throat and hips. Her chin tips up a touch, one brow arched, mouth set in an easy confident smile, eyes deliberately turned off-camera toward the bright doorway at the left. The sun comes from the upper left, striking the flat of her cheek, the tops of her shoulders, the lifted hip and the polished circumflex of the circlet while the wall side of her body falls into warm shadow with a soft cast shadow pinned to the stone behind her. The framing keeps her whole silhouette against the pale sandstone, the wall's grain, dust motes and a thin band of azure sky in the top right; palette of sun-baked ochre and terracotta stone against her dark skin, red hair and gold, cool blue sky, cel-shaded anime linework with clean flat color. Effortlessly regal, warm.
Rider 09 MK2 (Rider09)
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character: riju, copyright: the_legend_of_zelda:_breath_of_the_wild pov, first-person view, 2girls, sitting together, riju \(the legend of zelda\), red hair, long hair, medium hair, green eyes, pointy ears, dark skin, gerudo princess outfit, circlet, hair ornament, bracelet, jewelry, blue lipstick, looking at viewer, light smile, half-closed eyes, head tilt, arm support, crossed legs, leaning toward viewer, night, open-air bedroom, gerudo village, desert, starry sky, moon, sandstone architecture, silk cushions, oil lamp, warm firelight, romantic, pov shot, intimate distance The view is from the eye-line of someone seated cross-legged on the far side of the room, low cushion level, looking across a low sandstone ledge: Riju fills the near right of the frame, close enough that one knee and her forearm cross the bottom-right corner in foreshortening, seated on a broad flat divan of layered silk cushions at the open-air wall of her room, the wall behind and beside her simply gone — a wide unglazed arch of carved sandstone opening onto the desert night. She sits with her weight sunk into her left hip, right knee drawn up with the right foot tucked under the left thigh, torso turned three-quarters toward the viewer and tilted a little down and forward so her face is the warmest thing in the picture; her left hand rests flat on the cushion between them, palm down, fingers relaxed, and her right forearm drops across her raised knee, the hand hanging loose. Long red hair, tied back at the crown with her circlet and its hair ornament and falling past her shoulders in a heavy tail that spills forward over her left collarbone, some strands lifted and drifting in the dry night breeze coming off the dunes; the circlet's gold catches a hard small highlight on the left of her forehead, matching bracelets stacked at both wrists and layered gold jewelry at throat and hips over the midriff-baring gerudo princess outfit in deep teal silk with its embroidered hem bunched where her knee bends. Green eyes look back at the viewer under half-lowered lids, chin slightly dipped, a light closed-lip smile with a hint of blue-stained lipstick at the corner of her mouth, one brow a touch higher than the other; the tip of one pointed ear shows through the hair on her right side. Over her left shoulder the open arch frames a black-and-indigo desert night sky, the Gerudo Village below and behind her in silhouette — stacked flat-roofed sandstone blocks, stairs and parapets receding in warm-lit patches where other lamps burn, palm crowns dark against the sky, a distant dune ridge closing the horizon. A single shallow brass oil lamp stands on the low table between her and the viewer, its small flame at frame center-left; it is the only light source, throwing warm amber up onto her jaw, throat, collarbone and the underside of her circlet, while the backs of the cushions and the far room go to near-black, and the lamp's light on the sand outside reaches no farther than the ledge, so the desert beyond is dark. The sky overhead bristles with sharp stars; the cold blue of the night and the hot amber of the lamp split the palette between them, teal silk and gold caught in the middle. A thin drift of sand has blown over the doorsill and gathered against the inner edge of the ledge, bright on its top face where the lamplight reaches it. Quiet, close, charged.
Kevin G
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character: riju, copyright: the_legend_of_zelda:_breath_of_the_wild pov, first-person view, 2girls, sitting together, riju \(the legend of zelda\), red hair, long hair, medium hair, green eyes, pointy ears, dark skin, gerudo princess outfit, circlet, hair ornament, bracelet, jewelry, blue lipstick, looking at viewer, light smile, half-closed eyes, head tilt, arm support, crossed legs, leaning toward viewer, night, open-air bedroom, gerudo village, desert, starry sky, moon, sandstone architecture, silk cushions, oil lamp, warm firelight, romantic, pov shot, intimate distance The view is from the eye-line of someone seated cross-legged on the far side of the room, low cushion level, looking across a low sandstone ledge: Riju fills the near right of the frame, close enough that one knee and her forearm cross the bottom-right corner in foreshortening, seated on a broad flat divan of layered silk cushions at the open-air wall of her room, the wall behind and beside her simply gone — a wide unglazed arch of carved sandstone opening onto the desert night. She sits with her weight sunk into her left hip, right knee drawn up with the right foot tucked under the left thigh, torso turned three-quarters toward the viewer and tilted a little down and forward so her face is the warmest thing in the picture; her left hand rests flat on the cushion between them, palm down, fingers relaxed, and her right forearm drops across her raised knee, the hand hanging loose. Long red hair, tied back at the crown with her circlet and its hair ornament and falling past her shoulders in a heavy tail that spills forward over her left collarbone, some strands lifted and drifting in the dry night breeze coming off the dunes; the circlet's gold catches a hard small highlight on the left of her forehead, matching bracelets stacked at both wrists and layered gold jewelry at throat and hips over the midriff-baring gerudo princess outfit in deep teal silk with its embroidered hem bunched where her knee bends. Green eyes look back at the viewer under half-lowered lids, chin slightly dipped, a light closed-lip smile with a hint of blue-stained lipstick at the corner of her mouth, one brow a touch higher than the other; the tip of one pointed ear shows through the hair on her right side. Over her left shoulder the open arch frames a black-and-indigo desert night sky, the Gerudo Village below and behind her in silhouette — stacked flat-roofed sandstone blocks, stairs and parapets receding in warm-lit patches where other lamps burn, palm crowns dark against the sky, a distant dune ridge closing the horizon. A single shallow brass oil lamp stands on the low table between her and the viewer, its small flame at frame center-left; it is the only light source, throwing warm amber up onto her jaw, throat, collarbone and the underside of her circlet, while the backs of the cushions and the far room go to near-black, and the lamp's light on the sand outside reaches no farther than the ledge, so the desert beyond is dark. The sky overhead bristles with sharp stars; the cold blue of the night and the hot amber of the lamp split the palette between them, teal silk and gold caught in the middle. A thin drift of sand has blown over the doorsill and gathered against the inner edge of the ledge, bright on its top face where the lamplight reaches it. Quiet, close, charged.
Kevin G

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