Sign up free, get 10,000 credits

Starter credits added when you sign up.

Sign up and create 8 images for free

Starter credits added when you sign up.

AI artwork
Generate for Free

v4r.justin#0

AI art by v4r.justin#0 on PixAI. Made with Tsubaki.3 Flash.

v4

v4r.justin#0

More to See

Comments

1girl, solo, dark-skinned female, light brown skin, black hair, hime cut, ponytail, golden eyes, freckles, skinny, medium breasts, bruised, blood on face, blood from nose, sweat, satin black and white sports bra, sponsor logos on bra, black and white skin-tight shorts, sponsor logos on shorts, bandages on both fists, hand wraps, boxing stance, fists up, guard up, serious expression, nervous, dizzy, blush, half-closed eyes, parted lips, horny, looking at viewer, close-up, cowboy shot, only upper body, from in front, boxing ring, ring ropes, old pub interior, wooden walls, cheering crowd, crowd, spectators, dim spotlight, motion blur in crowd, realistic, photorealistic, detailed skin texture, naturalistic lighting, dramatic low key lighting, A front-on cowboy shot cropped at mid-torso, the camera level with her chest so the ring ropes cut a diagonal band across the lower frame and her upper body fills the middle: a skinny light-brown-skinned young woman stands in a boxing ring inside an old pub, wooden walls dark with smoke and age behind her, a packed crowd of spectators massed on three sides beyond the ropes with mouths open mid-cheer, faces lit only in rim highlights, their raised arms a blurred thicket of motion. Her black hair is cut in a blunt hime cut — straight heavy fringe across the brow, blunt sidelocks falling to the jaw — with the rest of it gathered into a high ponytail that swings out to her left, the tail flicking sideways from the momentum of the bout; damp strands of fringe stick to her forehead. Her golden eyes are wide but unfocused, lids heavy at the outer corners, pupils slightly drifting, a faint sheen of sweat across her brow and upper lip; a deep flush sits high on her cheeks. Freckles scatter across the bridge of her nose and cheekbones, half of them blurred under a fresh dark bruise along her left cheekbone and a split lower lip with a thin trickle of blood running to her chin; a smear of blood streaks one nostril and a red graze reddens her right shoulder. Her expression knots two things at once — brows drawn down hard and mouth set in a tight serious line while the eyes swim, dazed and nervous, the corners twitching, lips parted on a shallow breath, tongue barely visible. Both fists are raised in a tight guard in front of her chest, knuckles wrapped in off-white cotton bandages wound thick over the hand and crossing the wrist, the cloth greyed and spotted with dried blood at the striking surface; her right fist sits higher than her left, elbows tucked in, shoulders rolled forward, weight shifted onto her back foot so the whole torso leans a half-step off vertical. Her sports bra is glossy black satin with white trim along the scoop neckline and the straps, damp and clinging, a printed white sponsor word running under the bust band and a second sponsor mark across the left strap; the matching black-and-white skin-tight shorts sit low at the waist, visible only at the very bottom of the crop, a sponsor patch at the hip. A single hard overhead spotlight punches down through the haze, striking the crown of her head and the tops of her shoulders so her collarbones and the sweat on them catch white, her face falling into the socket of its own brow and nose shadow, the undersides of her jaw and breasts in deep shadow, the crowd behind dissolving into darkness at the edges of the light; dust and smoke drift visibly in the beam. Palette is limited to warm brown wood and skin, dull black satin, white trim and bandage, and the red of blood and flushed cheeks. Sweat beads run down her temple and along the line of her jaw, and one drop hangs at her chin before falling. Bruised, dizzy, pornographic tension held at the edge of collapse.
Show Parameters
Original Prompt
black haired girl,hime cut, ponytail, golden eyes,freckles,light brown skin,realistic,, medium breasts,, ,beautiful satin black and white sport bra black and white skin tight shorts close-up, with sponsors,underground fighting arena, horny,, , ,from infront, shes dizzy,, ,skinny,medium breasts,cowboy shot, , look nervous, , ,only upper body,, realistic, bruised,,bloody,,,both wear bandages around their fists looking serious with her fists up,realistic, old pub with wooden walls and a cheering crowd,crowd cheering,,boxing ring
Mode
flash
Size
944 x 1584
Prompt Helper

Model & LoRA used

Tsubaki.3 Flash - AI Model cover image

PixAI DiT.3

Tsubaki.3 Flash
2.17k

Similar Images

Show more
AI artwork
v4
1girl, solo, dark-skinned female, light brown skin, black hair, hime cut, ponytail, golden eyes, freckles, skinny, medium breasts, bruised, blood on face, blood from nose, sweat, satin black and white sports bra, sponsor logos on bra, black and white skin-tight shorts, sponsor logos on shorts, bandages on both fists, hand wraps, boxing stance, fists up, guard up, serious expression, nervous, dizzy, blush, half-closed eyes, parted lips, horny, looking at viewer, close-up, cowboy shot, only upper body, from in front, boxing ring, ring ropes, old pub interior, wooden walls, cheering crowd, crowd, spectators, dim spotlight, motion blur in crowd, realistic, photorealistic, detailed skin texture, naturalistic lighting, dramatic low key lighting, A front-on cowboy shot cropped at mid-torso, the camera level with her chest so the ring ropes cut a diagonal band across the lower frame and her upper body fills the middle: a skinny light-brown-skinned young woman stands in a boxing ring inside an old pub, wooden walls dark with smoke and age behind her, a packed crowd of spectators massed on three sides beyond the ropes with mouths open mid-cheer, faces lit only in rim highlights, their raised arms a blurred thicket of motion. Her black hair is cut in a blunt hime cut — straight heavy fringe across the brow, blunt sidelocks falling to the jaw — with the rest of it gathered into a high ponytail that swings out to her left, the tail flicking sideways from the momentum of the bout; damp strands of fringe stick to her forehead. Her golden eyes are wide but unfocused, lids heavy at the outer corners, pupils slightly drifting, a faint sheen of sweat across her brow and upper lip; a deep flush sits high on her cheeks. Freckles scatter across the bridge of her nose and cheekbones, half of them blurred under a fresh dark bruise along her left cheekbone and a split lower lip with a thin trickle of blood running to her chin; a smear of blood streaks one nostril and a red graze reddens her right shoulder. Her expression knots two things at once — brows drawn down hard and mouth set in a tight serious line while the eyes swim, dazed and nervous, the corners twitching, lips parted on a shallow breath, tongue barely visible. Both fists are raised in a tight guard in front of her chest, knuckles wrapped in off-white cotton bandages wound thick over the hand and crossing the wrist, the cloth greyed and spotted with dried blood at the striking surface; her right fist sits higher than her left, elbows tucked in, shoulders rolled forward, weight shifted onto her back foot so the whole torso leans a half-step off vertical. Her sports bra is glossy black satin with white trim along the scoop neckline and the straps, damp and clinging, a printed white sponsor word running under the bust band and a second sponsor mark across the left strap; the matching black-and-white skin-tight shorts sit low at the waist, visible only at the very bottom of the crop, a sponsor patch at the hip. A single hard overhead spotlight punches down through the haze, striking the crown of her head and the tops of her shoulders so her collarbones and the sweat on them catch white, her face falling into the socket of its own brow and nose shadow, the undersides of her jaw and breasts in deep shadow, the crowd behind dissolving into darkness at the edges of the light; dust and smoke drift visibly in the beam. Palette is limited to warm brown wood and skin, dull black satin, white trim and bandage, and the red of blood and flushed cheeks. Sweat beads run down her temple and along the line of her jaw, and one drop hangs at her chin before falling. Bruised, dizzy, pornographic tension held at the edge of collapse.
v4r.justin#0
AI artwork
v4
1girl, solo, dark-skinned female, light brown skin, black hair, hime cut, ponytail, golden eyes, freckles, skinny, medium breasts, bruised, blood on face, blood from nose, sweat, satin black and white sports bra, sponsor logos on bra, black and white skin-tight shorts, sponsor logos on shorts, bandages on both fists, hand wraps, boxing stance, fists up, guard up, serious expression, nervous, dizzy, blush, half-closed eyes, parted lips, horny, looking at viewer, close-up, cowboy shot, only upper body, from in front, boxing ring, ring ropes, old pub interior, wooden walls, cheering crowd, crowd, spectators, dim spotlight, motion blur in crowd, realistic, photorealistic, detailed skin texture, naturalistic lighting, dramatic low key lighting, A front-on cowboy shot cropped at mid-torso, the camera level with her chest so the ring ropes cut a diagonal band across the lower frame and her upper body fills the middle: a skinny light-brown-skinned young woman stands in a boxing ring inside an old pub, wooden walls dark with smoke and age behind her, a packed crowd of spectators massed on three sides beyond the ropes with mouths open mid-cheer, faces lit only in rim highlights, their raised arms a blurred thicket of motion. Her black hair is cut in a blunt hime cut — straight heavy fringe across the brow, blunt sidelocks falling to the jaw — with the rest of it gathered into a high ponytail that swings out to her left, the tail flicking sideways from the momentum of the bout; damp strands of fringe stick to her forehead. Her golden eyes are wide but unfocused, lids heavy at the outer corners, pupils slightly drifting, a faint sheen of sweat across her brow and upper lip; a deep flush sits high on her cheeks. Freckles scatter across the bridge of her nose and cheekbones, half of them blurred under a fresh dark bruise along her left cheekbone and a split lower lip with a thin trickle of blood running to her chin; a smear of blood streaks one nostril and a red graze reddens her right shoulder. Her expression knots two things at once — brows drawn down hard and mouth set in a tight serious line while the eyes swim, dazed and nervous, the corners twitching, lips parted on a shallow breath, tongue barely visible. Both fists are raised in a tight guard in front of her chest, knuckles wrapped in off-white cotton bandages wound thick over the hand and crossing the wrist, the cloth greyed and spotted with dried blood at the striking surface; her right fist sits higher than her left, elbows tucked in, shoulders rolled forward, weight shifted onto her back foot so the whole torso leans a half-step off vertical. Her sports bra is glossy black satin with white trim along the scoop neckline and the straps, damp and clinging, a printed white sponsor word running under the bust band and a second sponsor mark across the left strap; the matching black-and-white skin-tight shorts sit low at the waist, visible only at the very bottom of the crop, a sponsor patch at the hip. A single hard overhead spotlight punches down through the haze, striking the crown of her head and the tops of her shoulders so her collarbones and the sweat on them catch white, her face falling into the socket of its own brow and nose shadow, the undersides of her jaw and breasts in deep shadow, the crowd behind dissolving into darkness at the edges of the light; dust and smoke drift visibly in the beam. Palette is limited to warm brown wood and skin, dull black satin, white trim and bandage, and the red of blood and flushed cheeks. Sweat beads run down her temple and along the line of her jaw, and one drop hangs at her chin before falling. Bruised, dizzy, pornographic tension held at the edge of collapse.
v4r.justin#0
AI artwork
v4
1girl, solo, dark-skinned female, light brown skin, black hair, hime cut, ponytail, golden eyes, freckles, skinny, medium breasts, bruised, blood on face, blood from nose, sweat, satin black and white sports bra, sponsor logos on bra, black and white skin-tight shorts, sponsor logos on shorts, bandages on both fists, hand wraps, boxing stance, fists up, guard up, serious expression, nervous, dizzy, blush, half-closed eyes, parted lips, horny, looking at viewer, close-up, cowboy shot, only upper body, from in front, boxing ring, ring ropes, old pub interior, wooden walls, cheering crowd, crowd, spectators, dim spotlight, motion blur in crowd, realistic, photorealistic, detailed skin texture, naturalistic lighting, dramatic low key lighting, A front-on cowboy shot cropped at mid-torso, the camera level with her chest so the ring ropes cut a diagonal band across the lower frame and her upper body fills the middle: a skinny light-brown-skinned young woman stands in a boxing ring inside an old pub, wooden walls dark with smoke and age behind her, a packed crowd of spectators massed on three sides beyond the ropes with mouths open mid-cheer, faces lit only in rim highlights, their raised arms a blurred thicket of motion. Her black hair is cut in a blunt hime cut — straight heavy fringe across the brow, blunt sidelocks falling to the jaw — with the rest of it gathered into a high ponytail that swings out to her left, the tail flicking sideways from the momentum of the bout; damp strands of fringe stick to her forehead. Her golden eyes are wide but unfocused, lids heavy at the outer corners, pupils slightly drifting, a faint sheen of sweat across her brow and upper lip; a deep flush sits high on her cheeks. Freckles scatter across the bridge of her nose and cheekbones, half of them blurred under a fresh dark bruise along her left cheekbone and a split lower lip with a thin trickle of blood running to her chin; a smear of blood streaks one nostril and a red graze reddens her right shoulder. Her expression knots two things at once — brows drawn down hard and mouth set in a tight serious line while the eyes swim, dazed and nervous, the corners twitching, lips parted on a shallow breath, tongue barely visible. Both fists are raised in a tight guard in front of her chest, knuckles wrapped in off-white cotton bandages wound thick over the hand and crossing the wrist, the cloth greyed and spotted with dried blood at the striking surface; her right fist sits higher than her left, elbows tucked in, shoulders rolled forward, weight shifted onto her back foot so the whole torso leans a half-step off vertical. Her sports bra is glossy black satin with white trim along the scoop neckline and the straps, damp and clinging, a printed white sponsor word running under the bust band and a second sponsor mark across the left strap; the matching black-and-white skin-tight shorts sit low at the waist, visible only at the very bottom of the crop, a sponsor patch at the hip. A single hard overhead spotlight punches down through the haze, striking the crown of her head and the tops of her shoulders so her collarbones and the sweat on them catch white, her face falling into the socket of its own brow and nose shadow, the undersides of her jaw and breasts in deep shadow, the crowd behind dissolving into darkness at the edges of the light; dust and smoke drift visibly in the beam. Palette is limited to warm brown wood and skin, dull black satin, white trim and bandage, and the red of blood and flushed cheeks. Sweat beads run down her temple and along the line of her jaw, and one drop hangs at her chin before falling. Bruised, dizzy, pornographic tension held at the edge of collapse.
v4r.justin#0
AI artwork
v4
1girl, solo, dark-skinned female, light brown skin, black hair, hime cut, long ponytail, golden eyes, freckles, black eyeliner, skinny, medium breasts, black and white satin sports bra, black and white skin-tight shorts, sponsor logos on shorts, bandage-wrapped fists, hand wraps, raised fists, fighting stance, bruised face, bruised body, blood, blood trickle from brow, nosebleed, sweat, dizzy, half-closed eyes, nervous, serious, furrowed brows, bitten lower lip, blush, heavy breathing, trembling, from in front, cowboy shot, close-up, only upper body, boxing ring, ring ropes, underground fighting arena, old pub, wooden walls, wooden beams, cheering crowd, crowd silhouettes, dim overhead ring light, smoky haze, realistic, high-fidelity rendering, photographic textures, lifelike skin detailing, spoken_heart, tense, charged, The camera looks straight at her from the front, a cowboy-shot framing cropped tight so only her upper body, shoulders and raised fists fill the frame; the ring ropes cut horizontally behind her upper back and the wooden pub walls recede beyond them. She is a skinny light-brown-skinned young woman with freckles scattered across her nose and cheeks, black hair cut in a blunt hime cut with cheek-length side locks and a long ponytail pulled high and swept back, golden eyes ringed in heavy black eyeliner, the liner smeared a little at the outer corners. She stands square to the lens with her weight sunk into a slightly bent left knee, hips tilted, torso twisted a quarter turn so her left shoulder leads; both fists are wrapped in worn cloth bandages and lifted to guard height, the right fist high beside her cheekbone, the left lower in front of her sternum, knuckles smeared with dried blood. Her face is a wreck: a split brow, a purpling bruise along the left cheekbone, another on the right side of her jaw, a thin trail of blood from her hairline down her temple, and a glossy nosebleed catching the light. Her eyes are half-lidded and unfocused, pupils drifting off a hair to her right as if the room is swimming, yet the brows are pulled down hard and her teeth press into her lower lip—dizzy, nervous and dead serious all in the same breath. She wears a black and white satin sports bra that catches the overhead light with a wet sheen along the top seam, and black and white skin-tight shorts with sponsor patches on each thigh, the fabric wrinkling where her hip cocks. Sweat beads at her collarbones and the hollow of her throat and runs a thin line along her temple; a small hand-drawn heart floats in the speech bubble just beside her cheek. Behind her, a raised boxing ring with four posts and taut ropes, the floor scuffed, and past its edge the old pub: dark wooden walls and beams, a low ceiling, packed silhouettes of a shouting crowd with a few raised beer glasses blurred in the background haze, all treated as soft bokeh so her wounded face stays sharp. A single hard overhead ring light falls from above and slightly in front, hot on her forehead, the tops of her fists and the satin of the bra, leaving the undersides of her jaw and breasts and the crowd behind her in deep brown-black shadow with long shadow shapes cast down her throat; smoke drifts through the beam. The palette is strict: black, white, and bruised skin tones, punched only by the red of blood and the gold of her irises. Physical detail: the blood at her nose gathers into one swelling drop before it runs, and the sweat on the satin reads as hard specular highlights, not matte. Tense, charged.
v4r.justin#0

Explore more

Recommended Creators

You might like

AI artwork
Avatar image of リオ
character: kaname_madoka_(magical_girl), copyright: mahou_shoujo_madoka_magica Kaname Madoka from Puella Magi Madoka Magica, pink twin tails tied with deep red ribbons, wearing her iconic magical girl costume, white corset-like bodice with delicate back lacing, voluminous layered white and pale pink ruffled skirt, crimson ribbons flowing loosely around her body, viewed from behind at a three-quarter angle, seated with her back gracefully arched, both arms extending naturally downward behind her back, one hand gently holding the opposite wrist, clearly separated hands, relaxed slender fingers, five distinct fingers on each hand, natural finger spacing, anatomically correct wrists, elegant delicate hands, visible knuckles, softly curved fingers, hands clearly visible against the white skirt, unobstructed hand silhouette, accurate hand anatomy, head tilted far backward, chin raised toward the darkness, face mostly hidden, elegant elongated silhouette, delicate exposed shoulders, soft loose strands of pink hair, dramatic asymmetrical composition, close medium shot, large skirt filling the lower frame, dark almost black background, dramatic directional lighting, pale ivory highlights, muted dusty pink, cold gray shadows, rich crimson accents, strong contrast between luminous fabric and deep darkness, thick impasto oil painting, expressive visible brushstrokes, heavy layered paint, rough palette knife texture, sculptural paint strokes, painterly edges, textured canvas, loose gestural painting, rich tactile surface, dramatic chiaroscuro, melancholic atmosphere, haunting beauty, full bleed composition, edge-to-edge artwork, no borders, no frame, textured illustration, grainy texture, crayon texture, chalky brushwork, impasto strokes, bold color blocking, stylized anime, flat shading, dry brush effect, atmospheric lighting, soft glow highlights, rough painterly anime style, visible textured brushstrokes, heavy impasto texture, scratchy charcoal-like linework, expressive gestural strokes, smudged edges, desaturated base tones with aggressive high-contrast color, sketch style, rough brushstroke
リオ
4#Puella Magi Madoka Magica#Kaname Madoka#Puella Magi Madoka Magica
HomeModelsGenerateRecipeProfile