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Illyasviel von Einzbern, Fate/kaleid liner PRISMA ILLYA

#Illyasviel von Einzbern#Fate/kaleid liner PRISMA ILLYA
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character: prisma_illya 1girl, solo, prisma_illya, long_hair, white_hair, sidelocks, red_eyes, animal_ears, rabbit_ears, feather_hair_ornament, bow, fairy_wings, insect_wings, translucent_wings, demon_tail, tail, long_tail, pointed_tail, bare_shoulders, fairy_dress, short_dress, petal_hem, wings_at_back, leggings, black_leggings, high_heel_boots, winged_footwear, anklet_wings, balancing, sitting, straddling, astride, sitting_on_staff, floating, midair, vertically_floating_staff, staff_between_legs, both_heels_pressing_staff, heels_down, arms_out, arms_up, outstretched_arm, lightning, lightning_from_staff, electricity, glowing_staff, from_below, full_body, dutch_angle, looking_down, light_smile, ^_^, hair_ornament, The camera looks up from just above the ground, tilted a few degrees off level, so the girl hangs high in the middle of the frame with the whole of the staff visible below her and the sky filling the top third. She is suspended in mid-air with nothing under her: a single long slender staff stands vertically in empty air, its lower tip hanging well above the pavement, and she is seated astride the upper part of it, thighs parted around the shaft, the staff passing between her legs and pressed up against the front of her hips. Her weight rests on the staff through crotch and inner thighs, torso leaning slightly forward from the waist to hold the balance, and to keep that balance both arms are flung out wide and level, palms open, hands empty, elbows softly bent; her bare shoulders roll back and her chin is lifted. Both legs are drawn down along the shaft, and both boot heels are jammed hard against the staff's upper length, soles clamping it between them, ankles turned outward so the spike heels bite into the metal; the slight give of her knees is what shows the pressure she is putting into it. The fairy dress leaves her shoulders bare and hangs in layered petals from just under the arms to the tops of her thighs, and the hems and the two pairs of wings lift and flutter upward against the fall of gravity, translucent insect wings splayed from her shoulder blades with a faint prismatic sheen along the veins. Close-fitting dark leggings run from under the dress hem all the way into the high-heeled boots, and small feathered wings sprout at each boot's outer ankle, their vanes streaming upward in the updraft. Her long white hair and sidelocks stream up and out too, the small feather ornament and the bow at her head shivering in the rising air. A long demon tail sweeps back and down from her lower back, thin and flexible, ending in a small pointed tip that curls upward in a slow S, its shadow thrown on nothing. Her red eyes are cast down past her own knees to the point below her, and her mouth curves in a small pleased, open grin with a spark of delight in the eyes, an eyebrow lifted. From the base of the staff a jagged bolt of lightning rips straight down and strikes the ground far beneath her, bright violet-white core in a hot blue halo, branching forks splintering off mid-fall, and at the pavement it bursts into a white-hot pool of light with a radial fan of sparks skidding out across the wet asphalt; the flash lights her from below, so the undersides of her chin, arms, thighs and the soles of the boots glow hot while the tops of her shoulders and the crown of her head fall into cool shadow, and the same flash rims every feather, wing vein and hair strand in blue-white. Behind her the night is deep indigo, a few thin clouds lit from beneath, the city smothered in darkness except for that single source. Palette held to cold indigo and violet, the white heat of the strike, and the pale prismatic shimmer of wings and hair, nothing else admitted. The staff tip still hangs clear of the ground even as the bolt bleeds out of it, and the sparks falling upward from its glow drift back down, the only things contradicting the direction of her hair. Electric, gleeful.
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demon tail,high heel boots,balancing, 垂直に空中に浮いている杖の上に腰をかけてまたがって乗っているプリズマイリヤ。浮いている, 杖から地面に雷を落としてる, , fairy wings, winged footwear, fairy dress, leggings,杖を両かかとでおさえこんでる
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character: prisma_illya 1girl, solo, prisma_illya, long_hair, white_hair, sidelocks, red_eyes, animal_ears, rabbit_ears, feather_hair_ornament, bow, fairy_wings, insect_wings, translucent_wings, demon_tail, tail, long_tail, pointed_tail, bare_shoulders, fairy_dress, short_dress, petal_hem, wings_at_back, leggings, black_leggings, high_heel_boots, winged_footwear, anklet_wings, balancing, sitting, straddling, astride, sitting_on_staff, floating, midair, vertically_floating_staff, staff_between_legs, both_heels_pressing_staff, heels_down, arms_out, arms_up, outstretched_arm, lightning, lightning_from_staff, electricity, glowing_staff, from_below, full_body, dutch_angle, looking_down, light_smile, ^_^, hair_ornament, The camera looks up from just above the ground, tilted a few degrees off level, so the girl hangs high in the middle of the frame with the whole of the staff visible below her and the sky filling the top third. She is suspended in mid-air with nothing under her: a single long slender staff stands vertically in empty air, its lower tip hanging well above the pavement, and she is seated astride the upper part of it, thighs parted around the shaft, the staff passing between her legs and pressed up against the front of her hips. Her weight rests on the staff through crotch and inner thighs, torso leaning slightly forward from the waist to hold the balance, and to keep that balance both arms are flung out wide and level, palms open, hands empty, elbows softly bent; her bare shoulders roll back and her chin is lifted. Both legs are drawn down along the shaft, and both boot heels are jammed hard against the staff's upper length, soles clamping it between them, ankles turned outward so the spike heels bite into the metal; the slight give of her knees is what shows the pressure she is putting into it. The fairy dress leaves her shoulders bare and hangs in layered petals from just under the arms to the tops of her thighs, and the hems and the two pairs of wings lift and flutter upward against the fall of gravity, translucent insect wings splayed from her shoulder blades with a faint prismatic sheen along the veins. Close-fitting dark leggings run from under the dress hem all the way into the high-heeled boots, and small feathered wings sprout at each boot's outer ankle, their vanes streaming upward in the updraft. Her long white hair and sidelocks stream up and out too, the small feather ornament and the bow at her head shivering in the rising air. A long demon tail sweeps back and down from her lower back, thin and flexible, ending in a small pointed tip that curls upward in a slow S, its shadow thrown on nothing. Her red eyes are cast down past her own knees to the point below her, and her mouth curves in a small pleased, open grin with a spark of delight in the eyes, an eyebrow lifted. From the base of the staff a jagged bolt of lightning rips straight down and strikes the ground far beneath her, bright violet-white core in a hot blue halo, branching forks splintering off mid-fall, and at the pavement it bursts into a white-hot pool of light with a radial fan of sparks skidding out across the wet asphalt; the flash lights her from below, so the undersides of her chin, arms, thighs and the soles of the boots glow hot while the tops of her shoulders and the crown of her head fall into cool shadow, and the same flash rims every feather, wing vein and hair strand in blue-white. Behind her the night is deep indigo, a few thin clouds lit from beneath, the city smothered in darkness except for that single source. Palette held to cold indigo and violet, the white heat of the strike, and the pale prismatic shimmer of wings and hair, nothing else admitted. The staff tip still hangs clear of the ground even as the bolt bleeds out of it, and the sparks falling upward from its glow drift back down, the only things contradicting the direction of her hair. Electric, gleeful.
三又ルベ
#Illyasviel von Einzbern#Fate series#Fate/kaleid liner PRISMA ILLYA
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character: prisma_illya 1girl, solo, prisma_illya, long_hair, white_hair, sidelocks, red_eyes, animal_ears, rabbit_ears, feather_hair_ornament, bow, fairy_wings, insect_wings, translucent_wings, demon_tail, tail, long_tail, pointed_tail, bare_shoulders, fairy_dress, short_dress, petal_hem, wings_at_back, leggings, black_leggings, high_heel_boots, winged_footwear, anklet_wings, balancing, sitting, straddling, astride, sitting_on_staff, floating, midair, vertically_floating_staff, staff_between_legs, both_heels_pressing_staff, heels_down, arms_out, arms_up, outstretched_arm, lightning, lightning_from_staff, electricity, glowing_staff, from_below, full_body, dutch_angle, looking_down, light_smile, ^_^, hair_ornament, The camera looks up from just above the ground, tilted a few degrees off level, so the girl hangs high in the middle of the frame with the whole of the staff visible below her and the sky filling the top third. She is suspended in mid-air with nothing under her: a single long slender staff stands vertically in empty air, its lower tip hanging well above the pavement, and she is seated astride the upper part of it, thighs parted around the shaft, the staff passing between her legs and pressed up against the front of her hips. Her weight rests on the staff through crotch and inner thighs, torso leaning slightly forward from the waist to hold the balance, and to keep that balance both arms are flung out wide and level, palms open, hands empty, elbows softly bent; her bare shoulders roll back and her chin is lifted. Both legs are drawn down along the shaft, and both boot heels are jammed hard against the staff's upper length, soles clamping it between them, ankles turned outward so the spike heels bite into the metal; the slight give of her knees is what shows the pressure she is putting into it. The fairy dress leaves her shoulders bare and hangs in layered petals from just under the arms to the tops of her thighs, and the hems and the two pairs of wings lift and flutter upward against the fall of gravity, translucent insect wings splayed from her shoulder blades with a faint prismatic sheen along the veins. Close-fitting dark leggings run from under the dress hem all the way into the high-heeled boots, and small feathered wings sprout at each boot's outer ankle, their vanes streaming upward in the updraft. Her long white hair and sidelocks stream up and out too, the small feather ornament and the bow at her head shivering in the rising air. A long demon tail sweeps back and down from her lower back, thin and flexible, ending in a small pointed tip that curls upward in a slow S, its shadow thrown on nothing. Her red eyes are cast down past her own knees to the point below her, and her mouth curves in a small pleased, open grin with a spark of delight in the eyes, an eyebrow lifted. From the base of the staff a jagged bolt of lightning rips straight down and strikes the ground far beneath her, bright violet-white core in a hot blue halo, branching forks splintering off mid-fall, and at the pavement it bursts into a white-hot pool of light with a radial fan of sparks skidding out across the wet asphalt; the flash lights her from below, so the undersides of her chin, arms, thighs and the soles of the boots glow hot while the tops of her shoulders and the crown of her head fall into cool shadow, and the same flash rims every feather, wing vein and hair strand in blue-white. Behind her the night is deep indigo, a few thin clouds lit from beneath, the city smothered in darkness except for that single source. Palette held to cold indigo and violet, the white heat of the strike, and the pale prismatic shimmer of wings and hair, nothing else admitted. The staff tip still hangs clear of the ground even as the bolt bleeds out of it, and the sparks falling upward from its glow drift back down, the only things contradicting the direction of her hair. Electric, gleeful.
三又ルベ
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character: prisma_illya 1girl, solo, prisma_illya, long_hair, white_hair, sidelocks, red_eyes, animal_ears, rabbit_ears, feather_hair_ornament, bow, fairy_wings, insect_wings, translucent_wings, demon_tail, tail, long_tail, pointed_tail, bare_shoulders, fairy_dress, short_dress, petal_hem, wings_at_back, leggings, black_leggings, high_heel_boots, winged_footwear, anklet_wings, balancing, sitting, straddling, astride, sitting_on_staff, floating, midair, vertically_floating_staff, staff_between_legs, both_heels_pressing_staff, heels_down, arms_out, arms_up, outstretched_arm, lightning, lightning_from_staff, electricity, glowing_staff, from_below, full_body, dutch_angle, looking_down, light_smile, ^_^, hair_ornament, The camera looks up from just above the ground, tilted a few degrees off level, so the girl hangs high in the middle of the frame with the whole of the staff visible below her and the sky filling the top third. She is suspended in mid-air with nothing under her: a single long slender staff stands vertically in empty air, its lower tip hanging well above the pavement, and she is seated astride the upper part of it, thighs parted around the shaft, the staff passing between her legs and pressed up against the front of her hips. Her weight rests on the staff through crotch and inner thighs, torso leaning slightly forward from the waist to hold the balance, and to keep that balance both arms are flung out wide and level, palms open, hands empty, elbows softly bent; her bare shoulders roll back and her chin is lifted. Both legs are drawn down along the shaft, and both boot heels are jammed hard against the staff's upper length, soles clamping it between them, ankles turned outward so the spike heels bite into the metal; the slight give of her knees is what shows the pressure she is putting into it. The fairy dress leaves her shoulders bare and hangs in layered petals from just under the arms to the tops of her thighs, and the hems and the two pairs of wings lift and flutter upward against the fall of gravity, translucent insect wings splayed from her shoulder blades with a faint prismatic sheen along the veins. Close-fitting dark leggings run from under the dress hem all the way into the high-heeled boots, and small feathered wings sprout at each boot's outer ankle, their vanes streaming upward in the updraft. Her long white hair and sidelocks stream up and out too, the small feather ornament and the bow at her head shivering in the rising air. A long demon tail sweeps back and down from her lower back, thin and flexible, ending in a small pointed tip that curls upward in a slow S, its shadow thrown on nothing. Her red eyes are cast down past her own knees to the point below her, and her mouth curves in a small pleased, open grin with a spark of delight in the eyes, an eyebrow lifted. From the base of the staff a jagged bolt of lightning rips straight down and strikes the ground far beneath her, bright violet-white core in a hot blue halo, branching forks splintering off mid-fall, and at the pavement it bursts into a white-hot pool of light with a radial fan of sparks skidding out across the wet asphalt; the flash lights her from below, so the undersides of her chin, arms, thighs and the soles of the boots glow hot while the tops of her shoulders and the crown of her head fall into cool shadow, and the same flash rims every feather, wing vein and hair strand in blue-white. Behind her the night is deep indigo, a few thin clouds lit from beneath, the city smothered in darkness except for that single source. Palette held to cold indigo and violet, the white heat of the strike, and the pale prismatic shimmer of wings and hair, nothing else admitted. The staff tip still hangs clear of the ground even as the bolt bleeds out of it, and the sparks falling upward from its glow drift back down, the only things contradicting the direction of her hair. Electric, gleeful.
三又ルベ
#Illyasviel von Einzbern#Fate series#Fate/kaleid liner PRISMA ILLYA
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character: illyasviel_von_einzbern 1girl, solo, illyasviel von einzbern, long hair, white hair, blonde hair, sidelocks, hair ornament, red eyes, demon tail, fairy wings, fairy dress, bare shoulders, leggings, high heel boots, winged footwear, floating, floating in midair, sitting astride, straddling, riding a floating staff, staff between legs, balancing, both heels pressing down on the staff, arms out to the sides, lightning, lightning from staff, lightning striking the ground, from below, dutch angle, full body, dynamic pose, dramatic lighting, The camera looks up from ground level at a steep dutch angle, and the girl hangs in empty air above the viewer, tilted across the frame. A long slender staff floats upright in midair, its shaft perfectly vertical, no hand and nothing else holding it up; she is seated astride it near its upper third, one thigh clamped on either side of the shaft, hips settled onto the narrow cylinder, her weight rocked slightly back so the staff tips a hair off true and she counterbalances with both arms flung wide, left arm higher than right, fingers splayed. Her knees are drawn up and her lower legs drop straight down in front of the shaft: both high-heeled boots are turned sole-downward and pressed hard onto the staff's upper shaft, one heel above the other, pinning it between the treads, the boot shafts cinched at the ankle with small feathered wings sprouting from each outer heel and swept back by the downdraft. Beneath the soles the staff's wood flexes visibly, a shallow bow along its length that springs back toward vertical, the single tell that she is holding it still by force. A demon tail, slender and dark, arcs out from the small of her back and curls forward around her right hip, its spade tip hanging free in the air beside her knee. Behind her shoulders a pair of translucent fairy wings spreads wide, veined and faintly iridescent, their lower edges fluttering. She wears a short layered fairy dress with a fitted bodice, its skirt flaring over her hips and lifting in the updraft; opaque leggings run the full length of both legs into the boots. Her long white-blonde hair streams upward and sideways as though the air is rushing past her, sidelocks whipping across her cheek, and a small hair ornament rides at one temple. Her chin is tipped down, red eyes narrowed and fixed on the ground directly below the staff, lips parted in a small caught breath, one brow lifted with the effort of the balance. From the staff's lower tip a bolt of lightning cracks downward, forking once, its white-hot core rimmed in violet, and where it meets the cracked stone floor far below it bursts into a spray of sparks and a rising ring of dust; the bolt is the only thing between the staff and the ground, the sole tether in an otherwise empty column of air. The lightning is also the only light source in the upper frame, throwing hard violet-white rim light along the undersides of her chin, arms, thighs and the staff itself, while everything above and behind her sinks into deep indigo darkness, and her cast shadow splashes huge and distorted across the floor beneath the impact point. Palette: cold violet and indigo air, white-hot lightning, pale gold hair and warm skin as the only warm note, silver-grey staff. Her hair and skirt both stream in the same upward direction as the sparks, so the downdraft and the discharge read as one force. Electric, suspended.
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