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AI art "タマモクロスとダンツフレームとトレーナーの添い寝シーン" featuring #tatami, #Multiple Girls, #Night, #Boy, #Futon, #Uma Musume Pretty Derby, #Trainer and #Dantsu Flame

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タマモクロスとダンツフレームとトレーナーの添い寝シーン

『ウマ娘』のタマモクロスとダンツフレーム、そしてトレーナーが一緒に布団に入っているドキドキするような一枚です。二人のウマ娘に挟まれて少し困りつつも、どこか幸せそうなトレーナーの表情がとても好きです。思わず応援したくなっちゃいますね！気に入ったらいいねとフォローをお願いします。感想もぜひコメントで教えてくださいね。

#tatami #Multiple Girls #Night #Boy #Futon #Uma Musume Pretty Derby #Trainer #Dantsu Flame

Published on Sep 23, 2026

shishou76

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character: mejiro_dober_(umamusume), dantsu_flame_(umamusume), trainer_(umamusume) from above, high angle, 3people, 1boy, 2girls, trainer_(umamusume), horse ears, horse tail, futon, tatami, indoor, night, awkward, interpersonal distance, Mejiro Dober, long dark hair, purple eyes, blue ear bow, curled up, lying on side, turned away, looking back, sideways glance, glaring, pout, blush, blanket pulled up, Dantsu Flame, brown hair, ahoge, brown eyes, lying on back, clutching blanket, embarrassed, nervous smile, wide-eyed, male trainer, lying on back, stiff posture, looking up, nervous sweat, pajamas, room, moonlight From above in a high-angle view looking down upon three futon mattresses laid across woven tatami flooring, three figures lie spaced out in palpable, defensive awkwardness. In the center, a male trainer lies flat on his back, stiff as a wooden plank with his arms pinned rigidly to his sides beneath a plain duvet, his gaze locked straight up at the ceiling beams while a single bead of nervous sweat trickles down his temple. To his left, positioned at the farthest possible outer margin of her bedding, a horse girl with long dark hair lies curled in a tight, guarded fetal ball facing outward. Her horse ears are flattened defensively against her crown, a single blue ribbon secured to the base of her right ear, while her chin is turned back over her shoulder just enough for a single sharp, suspicious purple eye to cast a cold, indignant glare toward the center from above her duvet. Her white-knuckled fingers grip the edge of the blanket right up to the bridge of her nose, her dark tail coiled protectively inward against her shins, and a sullen blush marks her cheekbones. To the trainer's right, also pushed to the extreme opposite edge to preserve a wide gulf of space, another horse girl with layered brown hair and an erect, quivering ahoge lies supine; she clutches her duvet with both hands up to her lower lip, her brown horse ears swivelled nervously outward and her warm brown eyes wide with flustered, polite distress as she glances sideways with an awkward, apologetic grimace. Diffuse silvery moonlight filters through a paper shoji screen along the room's perimeter, casting soft linear shadows across the floorboards and illuminating the pristine, unrumpled tracts of cotton sheet that separate the central trainer from both girls. The palette is dominated by cool indigo shadows, pale cream linens, and muted rush-green tatami, broken only by the flushed skin tones and the bright glint of vigilant eyes. Awkward comic tension.

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