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アクセラレータ・とある魔術の禁書目録

『とある魔術の禁書目録』のアクセラレータを描きました。瓦礫の上から見下ろす彼の、不敵で狂気的な笑みがとても魅力的で、思わず見入ってしまいます。この作品が気に入ったら、いいねとフォローをお願いします！他にも描いてほしいキャラがいればコメントで教えてくださいね。

#Red eyes #solo #A Certain Magical Index #from above #Smile #Accelerator #Open mouth #Shirt #Long sleeves #Pants #Rubble #white shirt #Sanpaku Eyes

Published on Nov 4, 2026

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character: accelerator_(toaru_majutsu_no_index) 1boy, solo, accelerator, white hair, short hair, hair between eyes, red eyes, pale skin, thin build, shirt, long sleeves, striped clothes, jacket, both hands in pockets, hands hidden in pockets, standing on rubble, on top of debris, looking down, looking at viewer, from below, extreme close-up, face focus, large face, foreshortening, head tilted down, chin down, eyes looking down at viewer, smug, smirk, fearless grin, open mouth, teeth visible, raised eyebrow, one eye narrowed, low angle, dutch angle slight, rubble field, broken concrete, twisted rebar, dust motes, cool grey palette, hard raking light, The camera sits far below him, tilted up at a steep low angle, and the frame is given almost entirely to his face: his chin and jaw fill the lower third, thrown forward and down by the foreshortening, while the crown of his white head recedes toward the top edge. His head is tipped down so he looks straight down the line of the lens, chin tucked, lids lowered over narrow red eyes that hold the viewer's gaze without blinking, one brow arched high while the other stays flat. His lips pull back on one side into a lopsided fearless grin, a thin white line of teeth showing, the corner of the mouth crooked upward; the jaw muscle at the hinge of it is faintly visible. Short white hair, cut close at the sides, falls in a fringe between his eyes and hangs forward off his brow under gravity, a few strands displaced by the updraft from the street below. He wears a striped shirt under an open long-sleeved jacket, the collar sitting loose and the fabric creased across the shoulders; both arms drop out of frame and both hands are buried deep in his pockets, the jacket and trouser fabric pulled taut and pouch-shaped where the hands push it out, the cuffs riding at the wrists with no hands visible below them. He stands at the crest of a broken slab of concrete, boots planted apart on the tilted surface, the near edge of the slab crumbling and dropping away beneath him in the foreground. Chunks of shattered masonry, snapped rebar twisted like wire, and grit are heaped in receding piles down and away from his feet, the rubble shrinking in scale as it falls toward the bottom of the frame. Dust hangs in the air in front of him, lit into visible specks. A single hard light strikes him from the upper left, bleaching the white of his hair and the side of his face while throwing the right side of his jaw and the sockets of his eyes into deep shadow, and the rubble below throws long raking shadows back away from the light. The palette is cold and metallic: ash grey concrete, chalk white hair, rust brown on the rebar, and the only warm note the raw red of his eyes and the wet pink inside his grin. Grit and dust coat the slab edges; his clothes stay clean against them. Defiant, electric.

アクセラレータ・とある魔術の禁書目録

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