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izuku x satsuki kiryuin
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- Original Prompt
- satsuki kiryuin, pechos grandes, vestido de maternidad, embarazada, acostada de lado, siendo abrazada por la espalda por izuku midoriya, durmiendo
- 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, nsfw, long neck, skin blemishes, skin spots, acne, the wrong limb, error, black line, excess hands
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midoriya_izuku, hadou_nejire, a tender and intimate moment unfolds in a softly lit bedroom bathed in moonlight filtering through sheer curtains. Izuku Midoriya, with his messy dark green hair and expressive emerald eyes, leans over Nejire Hado, his hands gently braced on either side of her head. His freckles are faintly visible under the pale glow, his expression a mix of hesitation and deep emotion. Nejire lies beneath him, her wavy blue hair spread across the pillows, her eyes wide with surprise and anticipation, lips slightly parted. She wears a delicate pale nightdress slipping off one shoulder, revealing her collarbone. One hand grips the bedsheet while the other lightly holds Izuku's wrist, anchoring them together. The air is thick with unspoken feelings, the sheets slightly rumpled around them as they share this quiet, vulnerable moment. The room is warm and shadowed, the outside world forgotten in this suspended instant of closeness.
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midoriya_izuku, hadou_nejire, a tender and intimate moment unfolds in a softly lit bedroom bathed in moonlight filtering through sheer curtains. Izuku Midoriya, with his messy dark green hair and expressive emerald eyes, leans over Nejire Hado, his hands gently braced on either side of her head. His freckles are faintly visible under the pale glow, his expression a mix of hesitation and deep emotion. Nejire lies beneath him, her wavy blue hair spread across the pillows, her eyes wide with surprise and anticipation, lips slightly parted. She wears a delicate pale nightdress slipping off one shoulder, revealing her collarbone. One hand grips the bedsheet while the other lightly holds Izuku's wrist, anchoring them together. The air is thick with unspoken feelings, the sheets slightly rumpled around them as they share this quiet, vulnerable moment. The room is warm and shadowed, the outside world forgotten in this suspended instant of closeness.
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