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masterpiece, best quality, highly detailed anime illustration, 1girl, adult woman, extremely long chestnut brown hair, waist-length soft wavy hair, fluffy bangs, natural flowing hair, neatly arranged front hair, clear unobstructed face, oversized black hoodie, cute pink hair clips, sitting on the bedroom floor, knees slightly bent, upper body leaning forward, one hand clutching the front of her hoodie near her collarbone, other hand reaching outward dramatically, exaggerated cartoon crying expression, enormous streams of tears pouring down both cheeks like waterfalls, overflowing tears, tears flying in every direction, extremely red puffy eyes, mouth wide open screaming, scrunched up crying face, flushed cheeks, trembling lips, ridiculously dramatic expression, desperately wanting attention and comfort, comically exaggerated emotional reaction, pathetic but adorable personality, scattered tissues all around her, messy cute bedroom, floating pink hearts, cartoon motion lines, playful visual comedy, slightly low-angle three-quarter view, camera positioned diagonally at the lower right side of the character, floor-level camera perspective, dynamic diagonal composition, full body visible, face clearly visible, natural body proportions, detailed hair strands, soft pastel lighting, delicate anime shading, Holding a knife to the throat, beautiful narrow almond-shaped eyes, slightly half-lidded eyes, elongated eye shape, sharp delicate eye corners, subtly lowered upper eyelids, soft sleepy gaze, elegant tapered eyes, slightly downturned outer corners, delicate long eyelashes, detailed irises, glossy expressive eyes, cute but slightly cynical expression, subtle tsundere look, refined anime eye design, mature cute appearance
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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, bakugou katsuki, blonde spiked hair, short hair, red eyes, leaning over sink, vomiting, vomiting mucus, thick stringy mucus, saliva trail, sick, allergic reaction, flushed face, teary eyes, half-closed eyes, exhausted, irritated, gritted teeth, furrowed brows, sweaty, towel around neck, gripping sink edge, trembling arms, black shirt, bare hands, no gloves, bathroom, from side, cowboy shot, cold light, blowing nose, blowing into towel, wet towel, soaked fabric, miserable, congested, heavy eyelids, open mouth, disgusted, from above, close-up, claustrophobic, desaturated palette, sickly green tint, sweat drops, drool, string of mucus, messy hair, exhausted posture, inhaling sharply, nose scrunch, pink nose, dark circles under eyes, grimacing, hunched over, one hand bracing on sink, other hand holding towel to nose, tissues on counter, steam on mirror, dim bathroom, harsh fluorescent light, cold tiles, weary, gross From a three-quarter side view, slightly above, Katsuki Bakugou — short spiked blonde hair flattened with sweat, red eyes rimmed and glassy — hunches over a white porcelain bathroom sink, both arms braced against the rim, shoulders knotted high. His head tips down so the stream of thick, stringy mucus leaves his open mouth and falls in a heavy rope into the basin, a long clear thread still connecting his lip to the water below. His face is flushed and swollen around the nose, eyes half-lidded and watering, brows pulled tight in an expression that is at once nausea, irritation, and total exhaustion; the muscles of his jaw are clenched between heaves. A grey towel is draped around his neck, one end already dark and damp. His black shirt is untucked, sleeves shoved to the elbows, hands gloveless and white-knuckled on the sink edge. On the counter, a box of tissues and a small pile of used ones. Steam smudges the mirror behind him; the harsh overhead fluorescent light casts a cold, greenish cast on the tiles and makes the sweat on his forehead shine. The palette stays choked: institutional white, sickly green, grey, and the rusty red of his irritated nose and eyes. Several hours later, in the same cramped bathroom, now from a tighter, lower angle: Katsuki presses a folded grey towel to his face and blows with a loud, wet, congested force, cheeks puffing, eyes squeezed shut, the whole of his upper body seizing with the effort. The towel is visibly soaked through in a spreading patch. His hair is even more dishevelled, dark rings under his eyes, mouth twisted in a grimace of disgust and misery, a fresh, exhausted slump to his shoulders. The same greenish light and cold tiles hold him, a picture of allergy-ridden wretchedness. The mood is gross, weary, and thoroughly miserable.
Princess Diani The FNAF Gal 2000
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character: bakugou_katsuki 1boy, solo, bakugou katsuki, blonde spiked short hair, red eyes, black shirt, black pants, gloves, leaning forward, head tilted forward, one hand gripping crumpled white tissue over nose, other hand raised with index finger knuckling at nostril, nose itch, allergic rhinitis, squinting, watery eyes, irritated, furrowed brows, gritted teeth, blush across nose bridge, from below, close-up, dramatic foreshortening, indoor bedroom, dim desk lamp light, exhausted, messy, "HONK", wet congested sneeze, tissue crushed, runny nose, red nose. The camera sits below and slightly in front, looking up at him from desk level, so his lean over the frame becomes a heavy, looming shape. One knee up on the edge of the low bed, the other foot planted flat on the floor bearing his weight, his torso tipped forward over that raised knee; his right hand is a loose fist pressing a crumpled tissue against his nose, the tissue bunched and darkened at the center where it has already soaked through, his nostrils flaring around it as his cheeks puff and his jaw clenches to force the blast through. His left hand has just dropped away from the other side of his nose, index finger still hooked in the knuckle-curl of an itch that would not quit, and it hangs there, twitching. His head is pushed down and forward, chin tucked, the cords of his neck standing out, and his eyes are squeezed almost shut above the tissue, one visible under a sharply lowered brow, wet and bloodshot at the rim, glaring sideways past the tissue at nothing at all. His spiked ash-blonde hair is flattened on one side from where he has been lying down, a couple of strands stuck to his damp temple. In the background at the edge of the lamp's reach, the desk is a mess of used tissues scattered and crushed across the surface, a small mountain of them, several darkened, one fallen to the floor, and the wall clock hangs just behind his shoulder. The desk lamp is the only light source, low and warm, coming from the lower left, so it underlights his jaw and the underside of the tissue, throws a hard shadow of his head up the wall behind him, and leaves the corners of the room in absolute dark; the warm yellow falls off into deep brown at the frame's edges. Palette: warm lamp-yellow on skin and paper, dull grey-black shirt and pants, the red of his eyes and nose the only saturated notes, the white tissues going grey where they are wet. The tissue deforms around the pressure of his nose, the crumple holding the shape of his face. Miserable, fed-up.
Princess Diani The FNAF Gal 2000
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