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Eris Boreas Greyrat, Mushoku Tensei: Jobless Reincarnation

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character: eris_greyrat, copyright: mushoku_tensei 1girl, 1boy, interspecies, human female and male orc, red hair, very long red hair, long hair, ahoge, hair between eyes, black hairband, red eyes, thick eyebrows, huge breasts, pregnant, visibly pregnant belly, sad, crying, tears, streaming tears, tear streaks, trembling lower lip, looking down, looking at object, tiara, colossal earrings, huge hoop earrings, colossal bracelets, colossal engagement ring, huge gemstone ring, overly ornate dress, tacky dress, overdecorated, too much lace, excessive ruffles, too many bows, ridiculous ornaments, glitter fabric, sequins, puffy sleeves, puffy skirt, huge skirt, long skirt, oversized dress, pink and white dress, pink and white palette, forced marriage, wedding ceremony, holding hands, ring finger, not resisting, limp hands, standing, chapel, altar, from below, dutch angle, close-up on hands, wide skirt filling lower frame, dim candlelight, oppressive atmosphere The view is a low, tilted angle looking up from near the floor of a small stone chapel: in the foreground the enormous pink-and-white skirt floods the lower third of the frame in swollen puffy tiers, so wide its hem drags out of the picture on both sides, and the camera sits almost at hem level so the fabric's glitter and sequins throw small hard sparks back at the lens. Above the skirt rises the pregnant woman with long red hair, an ahoge lifting from her crown and a strand falling between her heavy brows; a tiara sits pushed slightly crooked into the red hair, and colossal hoop earrings hang from both ears, so heavy they pull the lobes down, while colossal bracelets stack from wrist to forearm and clink against each other. Her hands are clasped inside a much larger green-grey hand: on her right ring finger a colossal engagement ring rides, its stone the size of a plum, tilted by the weight so it hangs toward the floor. She does not pull away; her wrists stay slack inside his grip, her arms hanging without tension, her shoulders dropped. Her face is turned down and to the side, eyes lowered to the ring on her own finger, lids heavy and wet, tears sliding in two clean lines down her cheeks and one drop caught on her jaw, her lower lip pushed out and trembling. The dress itself is a joke of excess: lace edging every tier, ruffles stacked on ruffles, bows knotted at the waist, both sleeves and every seam, ridiculous ornaments and sequin rosettes pinned at random, puffy sleeves ballooning at the shoulders. To her left and towering above her, the orc fills the right edge of frame from below: massive green-grey shoulders, a heavy jaw and one small tusk, his thick hand wrapped entirely around both of hers, his head bent toward her, his gaze fixed on her face. Behind them a narrow altar table with two guttering candles, and the candles are the only light source — warm low light from the right strikes the woman's wet cheek, the sequins and the great ring, while the orc's back and the far wall fall into absolute darkness. Candle flames stand still; the tears on her chin catch a single highlight. Pink, white, and dark green-grey stone, nothing else admitted. Quiet dread, ceremonial and oppressive.
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Eris boreas greyrat,red hair,mushoku tensei,red eyes,huge breast,,colossal earrings,colossal engagement ring, overly ornate dress, tacky dress, too much lace, excessive ruffles, too many bows, overdecorated, puffy skirt, huge skirt,long skirt oversized dress, glitter fabric, sequins,ridicolus ornaments in dress,pink and white dress,sad,cry,tears,colossal engagement ring,colossal bracelets,puffy sleeves,tiara,,cry,sad,pregnant,1 orc,el orco esta forzando a la mujer a casarse con el y la mujer no se resiste
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character: eris_greyrat, copyright: mushoku_tensei 2girls, 1girl, 1orc, eris boreas greyrat, red hair, very long red hair, long hair, ahoge, black hairband, hair between eyes, thick eyebrows, red eyes, heart-shaped pupils, empty eyes, sad expression, huge breasts, tiara, colossal earrings, colossal engagement ring, ugly wedding dress, overly ornate wedding dress, tacky wedding dress, pink and white dress, too much lace, excessive ruffles, many bows, overdecorated dress, ridiculous dress ornaments, glitter fabric, sequins, gigantic sleeves, puffy skirt, huge long skirt, oversized dress, rococo style, docile pose, arms lowered, hands resting on own belly, standing facing front, frontal angle, straight-on composition, hug from beside, orc grabbing woman's shoulders, orc at her right side, from front, cowboy shot, detailed background, The camera looks straight down the room's axis, a frontal eye-level shot with the girl square to the lens and the whole width of her skirt inside the frame. She fills the middle two-thirds of the picture: a grown woman with cascading red hair falling past her waist, a single ahoge curling up off the crown, a black hairband, strands between her brows, thick dark eyebrows, and red eyes whose pupils are drawn as small glossy heart shapes -- the irises drained and glassy, the lids low and slack, her mouth pulled into a small downturned sad line, chin dipped a little toward her collarbone. Her arms hang low and her hands meet on her own belly, fingertips pressed together on the satin just under the bust, elbows in, shoulders slightly hunched inward in a fragile docile posture; her enormous chest strains the boned bodice, and the heart pupils and the hooded lids keep the gaze aimed down and to her hands, not at the lens. From her right side an orc leans in against her, a huge grey-green slab of a body half a head taller than her, one heavy hand clamped on each of her shoulders -- thick fingers digging into the puffed sleeve caps, the fabric denting under the grip -- its face brought close to her temple, eyes looking at her downturned face while her own eyes stay lowered to her belly. Its mass presses the ruffles of her right shoulder flat and tips her weight slightly onto her left leg, hip cocked under the skirt. The dress is a disaster of money: pink and white satin that does not quite agree with itself, tier upon tier of cheap scratchy lace caked along the neckline, the cuffs and every hem, ruffles so thick they stand out from the shoulders like fins, and bows -- satin bows, glitter bows, bows with bells, bows pinned at the waist, the wrists, the hem, the bodice, dozens of them, one slightly crooked. Gigantic bell sleeves swallow her forearms and drag to her knees, bristling with bowed ornaments and paste jewels so heavy they hang straight down. The skirt is a monstrous puffed dome of glitter-shot fabric and sequins that scatters light in ugly little sparks, so wide it needs its own footprint, with a train pooling in folds behind her and the sequin work flaking off in a few bald patches along the front panel. On her head a thin tiara sits a little off-centre in her parting; colossal hoop earrings pull her earlobes down; on the hand resting on her belly a colossal engagement ring with a stone the size of a quail's egg catches the light. The room is rococo: a pale panelled wall with gilt scrollwork and a tall arched window on the left, a marble floor with a soft sheen, pale gold and dusty cream and blush tones throughout, the dress the only hard pink. Daylight comes in through the window on frame-left and rakes across her from the left, so the left side of her face and the left swell of the skirt light up, the window's leaded panes throw a faint lattice of shadow onto the floor and the back hem of the train, the lace throws crisp small shadows onto the satin beneath it, and the room's far corner behind the orc sinks into soft shadow. Quiet dread, garish.
Fitentia Lombardy
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character: eris_greyrat, copyright: mushoku_tensei 2girls, 1girl, 1boy, orc, adult woman, adult orc male, red hair, very long hair, long hair, ahoge, hair between eyes, black hairband, red eyes, thick eyebrows, huge breasts, pregnant, visibly pregnant belly, sad, crying, tears, streaming tears, furrowed brows, indignant, angry, glare, scary expression, clenched teeth, colossal earrings, colossal engagement ring, colossal bracelets, tiara, pink and white dress, oversized dress, enormous dress, overly ornate dress, tacky dress, too much lace, excessive ruffles, too many bows, overdecorated, ridiculous dress ornaments, glitter fabric, sequins, puffy skirt, huge skirt, long skirt, floor-length skirt, bare shoulders, bare arms, from below, dutch angle, close-up on faces, two-shot, looking at another, grabbing another's wrist, forced marriage, wedding, towering, muscular male, green skin, tusks, looming, low angle, dramatic lighting, high contrast, red and gold palette, pink and white palette, ominous atmosphere From a low, tilted angle, the frame looks up at an enormous pale-pink hall where a huge skirt fills the lower half of the picture. On the left, the woman is half-turned toward the right shoulder of the frame, weight dropped onto her back foot so the giant skirt bunches and drags across the polished marble, glitter and sequins flaring in hard points where a cold overhead chandelier light rakes the fabric. Her red hair is long and tangled, the black hairband knocked crooked, one ahoge springing free; her red eyes are wide and wet, tears breaking loose and running in shining tracks down her cheeks, thick eyebrows crushed together, mouth open in a snarl of indignation even as her chin trembles, a violent angry-sad expression. The dress is a heap of excess: pink and white, an oversized bodice straining at her huge breasts, lace foaming at the neckline, ruffles layered over ruffles, bows climbing the sleeves, ridiculous ornaments of fake flowers and beads jutting everywhere, colossal bracelets heavy on both wrists, colossal hoop earrings swinging, a tiara slipping sideways in her hair. Her visibly pregnant belly rounds the front of the dress under the ornamented sash, one hand splayed protectively over it, the other arm wrenched up and out to the right, wrist caught in the orc's fist. The orc fills the right side of the frame and leans down over her, his mass blocking the chandelier so a shadow falls across her face while the light still catches her tears; he is broad-shouldered, green-skinned, tusked, wearing a dark formal coat stretched over his bulk, and his small eyes are fixed down on her face, his grip squeezing her wrist so the skin dents white around his fingers and the colossal engagement ring on that hand glints. Her gaze is locked upward on his face, defiant. The colossal ring on her finger is oversized and garish, its stone throwing a hard sparkle. Fabric fibers and loose glitter drift in the air between them. Cold overhead light, absolute shadow behind the orc, deep red and gold hall details receding into darkness. Tense, oppressive.
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character: eris_greyrat, copyright: mushoku_tensei 2girls, 1girl, 1boy, orc, red hair, very long red hair, ahoge, black hairband, hair between eyes, red eyes, heart-shaped pupils, half-closed eyes, empty eyes, thick eyebrows, huge breasts, tiara, colossal earrings, colossal engagement ring, silver and white wedding dress, ugly wedding dress, tacky wedding dress, overly ornate wedding dress, overdecorated, too much lace, excessive ruffles, too many bows, glitter fabric, sequins, gigantic sleeves, ridiculous sleeves, ridiculous ornaments, puffy skirt, huge skirt, long skirt, oversized dress, rococo style, sad, crying, tears, crying with eyes open, tears streaming down cheeks, docile posture, arms down, hands resting on own belly, standing, facing viewer, frontal view, hug from beside, orc grabbing girl's shoulders, orc behind, tall muscular orc, green skin, tusks, from front, cowboy shot, dutch angle, heavy shadow, ballroom backdrop, spoken_heart, trembling, blush, heavy_breathing, dramatic_lighting, wide_shot The camera looks slightly upward from just below eye level and a few degrees off-axis, tilted a notch into a dutch angle, keeping the young woman squarely facing the viewer while the orc looms in from her left side. She stands rooted, weight sunk into her right hip with one knee bent inward, both arms hanging low so her cupped hands rest lightly on her belly, fingers laced over the swollen front of the gown. From her hairline a single thin ahoge curls upward above a black hairband binding very long red hair that spills over the gigantic sleeves; a circlet of a tiara sits pressed into the crown, its small points catching light, and two colossal earrings drag her lobes downward as pendants wider than her jaw. Her red eyes are half-lidded and flat, gaze aimed at a point just past the lens, yet embedded deep in each iris a tiny heart-shaped highlight glows; tears well along the lower lids, break, and run two clean tracks through the powder on her cheeks, one drop hanging at her jaw. Her mouth is set in a small trembling line. The orc's massive left arm crosses behind her back and his broad hand clamps her right shoulder, fingers sinking into the puffed fabric, while his right paw grips her other shoulder from the front so the sleeve deforms under it; his tusk-jawed head tilts down beside her tiara, breath stirring the loose red strands at her temple. Between her face and his shoulder hangs a small hand-drawn heart in a rounded speech bubble. Everything she wears is deliberately wrecked grandeur: silver and white satin layered with lace tiers, ruffles stacked in flounces at the hem, bows knotted at every seam, sequins and glitter fabric flaking light across the whole mass, absurd ornament clusters and trailing beaded swags. The skirt billows out in a huge puffy bell far past her hips, its long train crushed and folded on the floor behind her feet, and the oversized dress leaves folds of fabric pooling at her shoes. Behind them a rococo ballroom recedes: pastel gilded panelling, intricate gold filigree scrolling along cornices and mirror frames, lavishly ornamented wallpaper in soft mint and rose, a marble floor whose polish carries a dim reflection of the silver hem. A single warm light from high on the right washes the gold trim into honeyed pastel and lays the couple's doubled shadow long across the floor to the lower left; the corners fall into blues and grays so the pastel ornament stays bright and the two bodies stay the darkest shapes. The dress and the filigree carry the detail budget: every ruffle edge, sequin glint, lace scallop and gold leaf curl rendered crisply. Lavish and cruel.
Fitentia Lombardy
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character: eris_greyrat, copyright: mushoku_tensei 2girls, 1girl, 1monster, eris greyrat, red hair, long hair, very long hair, ahoge, black hairband, red eyes, thick eyebrows, huge breasts, pregnant, visibly pregnant belly, puffy dress, frilled dress, red and white dress, silver and white dress, overly ornate dress, tacky dress, excessive lace, excessive ruffles, many bows, overdecorated, ridiculous dress ornaments, glitter fabric, sequins, puffy skirt, huge skirt, long skirt, oversized dress, colossal earrings, colossal engagement ring, tiara, slave collar, hearts in eyes, heart-shaped pupils, blush, reluctant expression, unhappy, clenched teeth, furrowed brow, front view, facing viewer, docile posture, arms down, hands on own belly, hug from behind, monster, ugly monster, long tongue, tongue out, licking cheek, hand on belly, monster hand on pregnant belly, rococo style, from front, cowboy shot, heavy_breathing, sweat, trembling, spoken_heart She stands square to the camera in a full front view, a red-haired young woman whose very long hair spills over her shoulders with one ahoge curling up and a black hairband holding the mass back; her red eyes are transformed into two glossy heart-shaped pupils that pulse pink at their cores, and the blush across her nose and cheeks is deep and feverish. Her mouth is pulled into a small, strained line, the lower lip caught between her teeth, brows knitted — the face of someone enduring a thing she does not want, and the hearts in her eyes sit there like an ornament she cannot remove. Her arms hang low and docile, both hands folded and resting flat on the swell of her visibly pregnant belly under the dress, fingers splayed and still. The dress is an oversize confection of red and white and silver-white satin, puffed at the shoulders, huge and long so its skirt balloons out at her sides and pools where it meets the floor; lace erupts at every hem and cuff, ruffles stack in tier after tier, bows cluster at the bodice, the waist and each puff, and sequins and glitter fabric scatter pinpoint gleams across the cloth among a clutter of ridiculous little ornaments — ribbons, ribbon rosettes, tiny enamelled charms sewn on so thickly they almost hide the fabric. A tiara of white filigree and pearls sits in her hair; colossal hoop earrings hang almost to her collarbones, swinging slightly; on her left ring finger a colossal engagement ring with a huge glittering stone sits prominent and heavy, tilting her hand. Around her throat is a plain metal slave collar, tight and unornamented — a cold, brutal band against all that lace. The monster is behind her: a hunched grey-green shapeless brute, sagging folds of skin, a wide lumpy jaw with a few crooked teeth, small dull eyes, no visible clothing; its long thick tongue is a wet purple rope laid flat along her right cheek from jaw to cheekbone, and its drool runs a slick line down her jaw to her chin. One of its big knuckled hands is pushed under the front of her belly, the palm flat beneath the swell, the fabric of the dress bunched around its wrist — its other arm locks across her chest, pinning her back against its torso. The dress's oversize bulk presses and deforms against the monster's bulk behind her, fabric stretched into creases where the two bodies meet. Camera at chest height, slightly below eye level, framed from mid-thigh up so the whole skirt fills the lower frame and the tiara clears the top edge. Light comes from one high soft source in front of her — a warm gilt key that makes the sequins flare in tiny specular starbursts and catches the wet of the tongue and the drool on her cheek; the monster behind stays in a cooler shadow so its ugliness recedes. Palette is a rococo confection: ivory, rose, powder blue and warm gilt, ornament everywhere, with the red of her hair the single saturated anchor. Ornate decorative elements crowd every surface, elaborate curls and flourishes wind through the lace and the gilt frame behind her, highly ornamental textures on silk and wallpaper alike, the whole hall around her a pastel salon of cartouches, acanthus scrolls and gilded moulding in soft focus. The glitter and the tears of saliva on her cheek share one specular highlight, so the dress and her distress catch the light the same way. Sumptuously miserable.
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