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issei y artemisa
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- Original Prompt
- issei hyoudou cabello castaño oscuro ojos avellana armadura ligera aventurero y artemis cabello azul ojos verdes juntos abrazados
- Size
- 768 x 1280
- Sampling Steps
- 28
- Sampling Method
- Euler a
- CFG Scale
- 5
- Negative
- 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
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character: satou_kazuma, aqua_(konosuba)
2people, 1girl, 1boy, medium shot, eye level, facing each other, close proximity, pout, puffy cheeks, sulking, leaning forward, clenched hands, deadpan, jitome, half-closed eyes, exasperated, blue hair, very long hair, hair ornament, hair rings, single hair ring, blue eyes, bare shoulders, detached sleeves, blue skirt, thighhighs, short hair, brown hair, green eyes, cloak, white shirt, pants, wooden floor, interior, warm lighting
In a medium shot framed at eye level, the blue-haired girl stands directly in front of the brown-haired young man, invading his personal space with an exaggerated sulking pout. Leaning her entire torso aggressively forward from the waist with her weight pitched onto her toes, her cheeks are puffed round, her lips pressed into an indignant tight curve, and her wide blue eyes glare directly up into his face. Her hands are clenched into rigid little fists against her hips, causing the fabric of her pleated blue miniskirt and sleeveless top to strain, while her separated white sleeves flare outward. Strands of her long ultramarine hair, bound in a spherical loop ornament at the crown, spill forward over her bare shoulders under the momentum of her sudden advance. Standing opposite, the brown-haired youth leans his shoulders back just enough to keep his face out of reach, staring down at her with drooping, half-lidded green eyes and a flat, deadpan grimace of complete exhaustion. His left hand is tucked casually into his black trouser pocket while his right arm remains limp, his short forest-green cape hanging crooked over his white tunic. They stand on the grooved planks of a rustic wooden room where warm late-day sun pours through a side window, projecting her sharp forward-leaning shadow straight across his chest and catching the floating edges of her bangs in bright rimlight. Comedic exasperation.
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