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AI art "夜の街とシャークテール" featuring #Red eyes, #hoodie, #Black hair, #Night, #Cityscape, #Girl, #Virtual YouTuber and #Shark tail

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夜の街とシャークテール

夜空の下、都会の喧騒から少し離れた場所でスマホを眺める彼女の姿に、なぜか心が惹かれました。クールな中に感じる可愛らしさと、大きなシャークテールがとても魅力的です。気に入っていただけたら、いいねやフォローをお願いします！次回の投稿もお楽しみに。

#Red eyes #hoodie #Black hair #Night #Cityscape #Girl #Virtual YouTuber #Shark tail

Published on Nov 4, 2026

aokage1207

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1girl, solo, full body, high school girl, black hair, wolf cut, messy layered black hair, red eyes, detailed eyes, eye highlights, catchlight in eyes, thin eyebrows, slender eyebrows, pale white skin, large breasts, E-cup, huge shark tail fin, shark tail, charcoal grey oversized hoodie, hood down, drawstrings hanging, black pleated skirt, loose white crew socks, downer fashion, melancholic expression, half-closed eyes, jitome, expressionless, light frown, slightly slouched posture, head tilted down, from side, profile, standing, weight on one leg, hands in hoodie pocket, looking down, looking at object, smartphone, glowing screen, night, rooftop, city skyline, chain-link fence, railing, wind, hair blowing, dutch angle, cowboy shot to full body, three-quarter view, cool color palette, night blue, red accent, cinematic lighting, rim light The camera sits low and slightly behind her left shoulder, a dutch angle tipping the horizon about eight degrees, framing her from the knees up in a three-quarter back-to-profile view: she stands on a school rooftop at night, turned away from the viewer at roughly forty-five degrees, so the profile of her face and one red eye are visible while the rest of her features read only in silhouette. Her black wolf-cut hair is choppy and layered, a shaggy crown of uneven strands breaking over her ears, a short fringe falling across her brow, slightly longer pieces brushing the nape and the jaw; the night wind lifts it away from her cheek. Her thin eyebrows sit low and flat, nearly level, over half-lidded red eyes with crisp catchlights that catch the glow of her phone screen from below, and her mouth rests in a faint downward line, the corner just barely pulled down. She is 162cm, slender-limbed, pale skin that reads blue-grey in the night light and warmer where the screen hits it. She wears an oversized charcoal grey hoodie with the hood down and the drawstrings hanging loose, the fabric bulky at the shoulders and bunching at the wrists, the front printing a small illegible logo; beneath it a short black pleated skirt hangs slack, and loose white crew socks slide down her calves with a slight bunch at the ankles. Her bust fills the hoodie to a full E-cup, the fabric straining gently across the chest. Her hands are stuffed into the hoodie pocket, shoulders slightly hunched, weight settled on her left leg while her right knee bends and her foot rests half on its toe. From the small of her back, a large shark tail fin sweeps out and down behind her — grey-blue, stiff, with a tall triangular upper lobe and a smaller lower one, the surface matte and faintly scarred, its trailing edge catching the rim light as it hangs just above the rooftop concrete. The rooftop around her is concrete grey, boxy vent stacks, a chain-link fence with a mesh that frays the city glow into a grid, a steel railing at the edge; far below, city lights pinprick the darkness in cold blues and sparse reds, out of focus. Her phone screen is the nearest warm source, a small pool of light on her chin, her chest and the underside of her fringe; a second, cooler source comes from the city glow behind her, hard-rimming her hair, shoulders and the fin's edge, so her face stays partly in shadow and the light falls away into absolute darkness beyond the railing. The palette is charcoal grey, near-black, cold night blue and a single red driven only by her eyes, with the white of the socks and the phone's small warm patch as the only pale notes. Her hair and the fin both drift with the wind, and the fence mesh throws a faint moving grid-shadow across the concrete. Quiet, melancholy.

夜の街とシャークテール

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