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Chopper Hope
inspired by One piece episode where chopper is very moved due to his mentor miracle : cherry blossom rain in a snow clad city.
Show Parameters
- Original Prompt
- <lora:chopper-crying-ponyxl-lora-nochekaiser:1> chopper crying,chopper crying (meme),meme,wavy eyes,crying,tears,teeth,open mouth,tongue,Tony Tony Chopper,One piece style, Blue Hat,Black eyes,Blue Nose,striped shirt,Orange shorts,ch3rry,cherry blossoms,outdoors,petals, snow background,
- Size
- 1280 x 848
- Sampling Steps
- 38
- Sampling Method
- Euler a
- CFG Scale
- 8.199999809265137
- 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
Face Fix
HiRes
Model & LoRA used
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つーさん
character: tomioka_giyuu
1boy, solo, from below, cowboy shot, looking away, dark blue eyes, serious, stoic, black hair, spiky hair, low ponytail, messy hair, split haori, geometric pattern, demon slayer uniform, black jacket, white belt, black pants, leg wraps, zori, holding scabbard, hand on hilt, katana, sheath, winter forest, snow, stream, cold atmosphere, dusk
From a low angle cowboy shot, a young swordsman pauses in a mid-stride stance across slick, frost-rimed boulders beside a mountain stream. His jet-black hair is jagged and spiky, tied loosely at the nape into a low, bristling ponytail that sways with the cold alpine draft, with fine loose bangs framing his angular jawline. His deep navy-blue eyes remain sharp, calm, and focused on an unseen presence off to the left frame. Draped over his shoulders is an oversized, split-design haori: the right half is solid deep crimson, while the left half is an intricate geometric grid pattern of yellow, orange, and green squares; the fabric catches the wind, flaring backward around his waist. Beneath it, he wears a fitted dark charcoal uniform with a high buttoned collar, secured by a clean white belt, flowing into loose dark trousers bound at the calves with patterned fabric wraps and traditional sandals. His left hand grips the lacquered black scabbard slung at his hip, thumb resting against the dark blue-and-gold hexagonal handguard, while his right hand hovers poised near the cord-wrapped hilt. His front foot presses securely into a wet slate rock, displacing tiny droplets of icy water that send expanding circular ripples across the shallow, clear creek. The background recedes into a dense thicket of snow-dusted pine trees bathed in twilight mist, lit only by the pale, cold moonlight slicing through the canopy to rim the edges of his dark silhouette and sword hilt in crisp silver, casting long indigo shadows across the snow. A faint wisp of condensed breath hangs in the freezing air before his parted lips. Solitary quiet resolve.
鉄ちゃん
f2
character: hashibira_inosuke, copyright: kimetsu_no_yaiba
1boy, solo, muscular male, shirtless male, bare chest, toned, six-pack, abs, dynamic angle, from below, dutch angle, cowboy shot, crouch, battle stance, holding sword, dual wielding, twin swords, jagged blade, notched sword, bandage-wrapped hilt, no tsuba, boar mask, mask on head, boar head on head, two-tone hair, black hair, blue hair tips, messy hair, short hair, green eyes, large eyes, thick eyelashes, toothy grin, sharp teeth, confident smirk, looking at viewer, fur pelt, fur trim, sash, hakama, baggy pants, leg wraps, outdoors, night, mossy boulder, mountain forest, moonlight, rim lighting, breath condensation
Low-angle shot from below, tilted with an aggressive dutch angle. A fiercely muscular young man crouches in a low, wide combat stance atop the jagged crest of a moss-covered boulder. His weight rests heavily on his forward right foot, bare toes clawing into the stone's damp edge, while his left leg extends outward for feral balance. His bare, chiseled torso is pushed forward, abdominal muscles taut and pectorals defined, completely unclad from the waist up. Around his hips, a thick, shaggy pelt of coarse brown beast fur wraps tightly over a dark sash, layered above deep indigo baggy hakama trousers that billow in the mountain draft before tucking into knee-high fur-lined gaiters.
Both hands firmly grip twin katanas whose dull grey steel blades are deliberately chipped and notched with jagged, serrated edges; rough white cloth bandages bind the hilts securely to his palms, trailing torn threads into the wind. His right blade angles forward toward the ground, while his left blade is cocked backward in a ready diagonal slash. Resting pushed back atop the crown of his head like a savage hood is a hollowed boar head mask, its stiff grey-brown bristles, pink snout, curved white tusks, and glassy pale-blue eyes crowning his dark mane. Beneath the mask, unruly layered black hair flares outward, ending in saturated electric-blue tips that whip across his temples. His youthful, striking face is tilted down toward the lens with a defiant upward glare; brilliant emerald-green eyes bordered by dark, delicate lashes blaze with untamed thrill, and his lips pull back into an arrogant, toothy grin flashing sharp canine teeth.
The single dominant light source is cold, brilliant moonlight filtering sharply from the upper right through a dense cedar canopy, carving hard-edged highlights across the ridges of his collarbones, abs, and flexed biceps while throwing deep, ink-like cast shadows beneath his torso and blades. A pale cyan rim light traces the perimeter of the boar mask's bristling fur and the blue fringes of his hair. In the freezing mountain atmosphere, his heavy exhalations condense into violent white plumes of steam billowing past his cheeks, while tiny flecks of crushed moss and loose gravel flake away under the biting pressure of his stance. Feral intensity, wild kinetic power.
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