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路地裏の涙

夕暮れの街灯に照らされた、少し切ない表情、とても印象的で惹かれてしまいました。儚げな瞳と、今にも泣き出しそうな仕草が忘れられません。気に入っていただけたら、いいねやフォローをしていただけると励みになります！感想もぜひコメントで聞かせてくださいね。

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PixAI × zeta Original Character Creation Contest 2026 #zetaCollab

Published on Oct 24, 2026

basuket.1009

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1girl, solo, wolf girl, wolf ears, animal ears, left ear notched, long tail, black tail with red streaks, tail visible, shoulder-length hair, short hair, jet black hair, white streaks in hair, golden eyes, drooping eyes, tareme, dark circles under eyes, faint eye bags, muscular, muscular female, flat chest, chest surgery, worn white long-sleeved t-shirt, baggy blue jeans, simple silver pendant necklace on chest, fang, open mouth, teeth, gritted teeth, one eye closed, tears, crying, tear in one eye, angry, sad, mixed emotion, listless eyes, looking for hope, tired, battered, injured, walking home, dusk, evening, streetlamp, under streetlight, warm lamplight, close-up, portrait, from below, dutch angle, head tilt, The camera looks up at her from just below chin height, tilted a few degrees off level, so the streetlamp blooms at the top-left edge of the frame and the last violet band of dusk sits behind her shoulder; the crop is a tight close-up that cuts at the collarbone and the upper chest, the tips of her wolf ears at the very top. She is caught mid-stride on the walk home, chin pulled down and slightly away from the lamp, one shoulder dropped lower than the other with the weight of the day, the long torn-hem sleeve of the worn white long-sleeved t-shirt shoved up over a thick forearm whose muscle ridge and day-old grime show where the cloth bunches. Her shoulder-length jet black hair is a short ragged cut gone lank with sweat, white streaks greying through the black at the temple and at the ends where they brush her jaw; the left wolf ear, notched shallowly out of its edge, is flattened half back while the right stands alert despite everything. Her golden eyes are the drooping, heavy-lidded kind, the right one squeezed shut in a hard wink that creases the skin at its corner, the left held open and dull above smudged, faint grey-blue dark circles — listless, empty of fight, yet still faintly scanning past the lamp as though hope might be standing where the light gives out. Her brow is knotted, her jaw clamped so the muscle jumps at the hinge and the lips peel back enough to show one pointed fang at the corner of her mouth; the open eye is wet, a single tear gathered thick on the lower lid and just beginning to slide. Beneath the slack neck of the t-shirt, a small plain silver pendant hangs on a thin chain against the flat, scar-flat chest the loose fabric clings to. The tip of her long black tail, banded with red streaks, curls up into the bottom right of the frame behind her hip, its fur clumped and dusty. The streetlamp is the warm amber key light, striking the left side of her face and threading the white streaks in her hair while the right cheek and the hollow under her jaw sink into blue-violet dusk shadow; the lamp's hard pool cuts across the torn shoulder of the shirt and the darkness beyond it swallows the street completely. Palette held to lamp-amber and dusk indigo with the black and white of her hair and the red flashes of her tail as the only strong accents. Quiet exhaustion, still defiant.

路地裏の涙

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