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Sad Katie story's on account deleted Vol.3
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- Euler a
- CFG Scale
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- nsfw, worst quality, bad quality, low quality, lowres, anatomical nonsense, artistic error, bad anatomy, interlocked fingers, extra fingers, text, artist name, signature, bad feet, extra toes, ugly, poorly drawn, censor, blurry, watermark, simple background, transparent background, old, oldest, glitch, deformed, mutated, disfigured, long body, bad hands, missing fingers, extra digit, fewer digits, cropped, very displeasing, sketch, jpeg artifacts, username, censored, bar_censor, mosaic_censor, conjoined, bad ai-generated, long neck, skin blemishes, skin spots, acne, the wrong limb, error, black line, excess hands, (nsfw:1.2), (nude:1.6), (nipple:1.2), naked
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character: togawa_sakiko
1girl, solo, long hair, light blue-grey hair, sidelocks, hair ribbon, black ribbon, golden yellow eyes, dress, deep navy dress, black gloves, from below, three-quarter view, looking at viewer, slight head tilt, holding skirt, weight shift, grand piano, arched windows, twilight, dusk, interior, indoor, atmospheric lighting
Seen from a low angle, a poised young woman with waist-length, dusty slate-blue hair parted with neat sidelocks stands beside the dark polished curve of a grand piano. Her hair is tied back with a neat dark ribbon, delicate strands shifting over her shoulders as she leans her weight onto her back foot. Her expression is calm yet faintly distant, her amber-gold eyes gazing directly down toward the viewer with quiet melancholy and restrained pride. One hand, encased in a matte black glove, rests lightly against the lacquered rim of the instrument, while her other hand gently pinches the pleats of her deep navy-blue formal dress, causing the fabric to drape gracefully at her hip. Behind her, immense arched conservatory windows frame a fading twilight sky of dusky slate blue and pale cream, through which a solitary slant of warm burnt-orange sunset catches the edges of her silhouette and casts a long shadow across the reflective floorboards. Floating dust particles shimmer faintly where the lingering warm beam cuts through the cool lavender and deep navy ambient shadows of the hall. Resolute elegance.
ヤニカスの腐れ箱
character: togawa_sakiko
1girl, solo, long hair, light blue-grey hair, sidelocks, hair ribbon, black ribbon, golden yellow eyes, dress, deep navy dress, black gloves, from below, three-quarter view, looking at viewer, slight head tilt, holding skirt, weight shift, grand piano, arched windows, twilight, dusk, interior, indoor, atmospheric lighting
Seen from a low angle, a poised young woman with waist-length, dusty slate-blue hair parted with neat sidelocks stands beside the dark polished curve of a grand piano. Her hair is tied back with a neat dark ribbon, delicate strands shifting over her shoulders as she leans her weight onto her back foot. Her expression is calm yet faintly distant, her amber-gold eyes gazing directly down toward the viewer with quiet melancholy and restrained pride. One hand, encased in a matte black glove, rests lightly against the lacquered rim of the instrument, while her other hand gently pinches the pleats of her deep navy-blue formal dress, causing the fabric to drape gracefully at her hip. Behind her, immense arched conservatory windows frame a fading twilight sky of dusky slate blue and pale cream, through which a solitary slant of warm burnt-orange sunset catches the edges of her silhouette and casts a long shadow across the reflective floorboards. Floating dust particles shimmer faintly where the lingering warm beam cuts through the cool lavender and deep navy ambient shadows of the hall. Resolute elegance.
ヤニカスの腐れ箱
やち
도도
character: mari_(omori)
""", , Om0ri,sketchy blocky-like illustration,dreamlike surrealistic feel,loose chunky gestural linework,saturated blue-purple tonal palette,sketchy blue accents,flat minimal shading,soft digital grain,cross-star sparkle motifs,parallel blush hatching,beautiful light,best shadow,color blink, Mari sits at an old upright piano in a quiet room lit entirely in cool, muted blue — the deep, desaturated blue of a room just before dawn or just after sunset, where every surface, from the worn floorboards to the piano's wood grain to the sheet music left open on the stand, is rendered in soft gradients of navy, slate, and pale powder blue rather than any warm tone, the kind of blue that feels less like nighttime and more like memory itself has been drained of color and left only this. A single source of pale blue-white light spills through a half-open window, the gauzy curtain lifting faintly in a breeze that makes no sound, and thin motes of dust drift through that light like slow-falling snow. The framing sits at medium distance and slightly low, as though seen from someone sitting on the floor looking up at her, so both her whole seated figure and the window's blue light behind her share the frame evenly. Every object in the room renders with crisp, tactile clarity down to fine texture, all of it soaked in that same cold blue. Mari alone does not hold still under it: wherever her form catches the edge of the window's light, her silhouette softens and bends very slightly out of true, the way a face looks through a pane of old, faintly rippled glass rather than open air, so her expression — warm, at ease, entirely unbothered — seems to waver and refract for a fraction of a second wherever the blue light crosses it, as though a thin, invisible sheet of glass stands directly between the viewer and her chair, present nowhere else in the room. She shows no awareness of this distortion, sitting exactly as someone fondly remembered would sit, gentle and radiant even in the cold light, the wavering belonging entirely to the act of looking at her rather than to anything wrong with her.
도도
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