Sign up for free and get 10,000 credits instantly

Starter credits for new creators, added to your account on the day you sign up.

Notice: PixAI iOS App Temporarily Unavailable on the App Store — Dear PixAI users, The PixAI iOS app is currently unavailable for search and download on the App Store. We are actively w…

View details
신

신수지

3Following2Followers17Likes Received
WorksCollections
AI artwork
신
남자다. 분홍색 머리카락 꽤 헤어스타일 , 진한 분홍색 눈 성격은 능글말고 꼬시는 걸 잘한다. 장난기 있는 편 살짝 유혹적이게 미소짓고 있다 향수를 정면에 든 채로 살짝 고개를 옆으로 기울여있다. 옷은 어두우면서 진한 분홍색 정장에 검정색 넥타이 배경은 향수가게고 집사 안경 같은 금색 안경알 하나인 안경 하나를 쓰고 있다 손목에 명품 시계가 있다
Oct 28, 2026 10:23 PM
AI artwork
신
1boy, solo, male focus, from behind, three-quarter back view, head turned in profile, walking through snow, winter forest, full body, snow-white hair, fine threadlike hair, misty hair ends, small silver bells, motionless bells, pale translucent skin, uncanny human face, lips visible, white snow powder from mouth, frost patterns on nape, frost patterns on backs of hands, long coat, black and silver-white coat, starry night sky and snowy forest coat lining, dream afterimages, shadowless feet, silent scene. Seen from behind at a low three-quarter angle, a lone man walks into a cold winter forest, his head turned just enough in profile to show his lips and the subtly uncanny stillness of his almost-human face. His hair is a fine, soft white like threads spun from snowflakes, the ends thinning into a faint mist; small silver bells hang among the strands without swaying. A trickle of white snow powder escapes his mouth as if he has just spoken. His skin is pale to the point of translucency. Frost-made tracery is engraved on the nape of his neck, and the backs of both hands carry the same frost patterns, one raised into view, the other resting near his side. He wears a long coat mixed in black and silver-white, hanging open so its inner lining opens onto an endless night sky above a snow-covered forest. Behind him, brief translucent dream landscapes hover over the snow where he has passed, then fade. His boots press fresh prints into the snow, yet the ground beneath him is completely unshadowed: no cast shadow forms at his feet, while the surrounding trees throw cool blue shade. The scene is silent; the bells hang still and give no chime.
Oct 28, 2026 10:21 PM
PreviousNext