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character: hoshimi_miyabi, tsukishiro_yanagi, copyright: zenless_zone_zero extremely close-up pov, 2girls, tsukishiro_yanagi, hoshimi_miyabi, yanagi one head taller than miyabi, yanagi leaning over miyabi, tongues together, long tongue, very big fat tongue, thick drooling tongue hanging out, saliva on tongue, rivers of drool on tongue, drooling, tongue running along cheek, licking another's cheek, tongue pressed to miyabi's spit-slick cheek, spit everywhere, saliva on face, saliva on nose, saliva on forehead, saliva on mouth, wet face, dripping spit, hug, tight hug, arms around another, hand on another's head, hand holding another's chin, miyabi's arms motionless at sides, arms at sides, frown, annoyed, irritated, glaring, looking to the side, disgust, repulsed, lips pressed together, closed mouth, straight mouth, disapproval, serious, unsmiling, seductive, half-closed eyes, yanagi gazing down at miyabi's cheek, black background, simple background, dark, wet, glossy, pink hair, long pink hair, hair between eyes, pink eyes, glasses, white shirt, black pencil skirt, black gloves, black hair, long black hair, blunt bangs, sidelocks, red eyes, fox ears, animal ear fluff, white shirt, black skirt, fingerless black gloves, necktie, pantyhose, dutch angle, from side, close-up The camera sits almost inside the space between the two faces, tilted slightly off level, so close that the frame is filled from edge to edge by skin, hair and wetness; behind them the background is a flat absolute black with no floor, no wall, no horizon and no other light. Yanagi is the taller of the two by a full head, and she stands over Miyabi with her chest pressed flat against Miyabi's, hugging her so tightly that Miyabi's shirt is bunched and dragged sideways under her arm, both of Yanagi's arms wrapped around her. Yanagi's left hand is clamped on the back of Miyabi's head, fingers pushed into the black hair at the crown and holding the skull still; her right hand is cupped under Miyabi's jaw, thumb along one side of the chin and fingers along the other, tipping the smaller girl's face up and holding it locked. Yanagi's mouth is open, not smiling: brows flat and drawn, eyes half-lidded and heavy, jaw slack, and her tongue — enormously long, thick and fleshy, wider than two of her own fingers — hangs far out and drags slowly up the length of Miyabi's cheek from the jaw to the cheekbone. Spit sheets and rivers along the tongue's whole upper surface in raised glossy channels, beading and running off its underside in long threads that break and hang. Miyabi's face is drenched: spit smeared across both cheeks, pooled in the hollow of her nose and streaking the bridge, a wet film on her forehead where the tongue has already passed, and shining around her pressed-shut mouth. Her lips are flattened into one hard straight line, her brow is knotted, and her red eyes are rolled away from Yanagi to the side of the frame, glaring off at nothing, chin lifted and held in place — disgusted, immobile, enduring. Her arms hang dead and motionless at her sides, hands slack, not lifting to push away. A single key light comes from the upper left of the frame: it catches the high gloss of the spit and lays a hard wet specular highlight along the ridge of Yanagi's tongue and down the wet track on Miyabi's cheek, throwing the far sides of both faces into black, while the black background swallows everything the light does not touch. The palette is held to skin tones, black, and the translucent white shine of saliva, with Yanagi's pink hair and Miyabi's red eyes the only other colour admitted. Every thread of spit stays connected between tongue and cheek until it thins and snaps. Claustrophobic and unpleasantly intimate.
Nov 12, 2026 6:43 PM
#Zenless Zone Zero#Hoshimi Miyabi#Tsukishiro Yanagi
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character: hoshimi_miyabi, tsukishiro_yanagi, copyright: zenless_zone_zero extremely close-up pov, 2girls, tsukishiro_yanagi, hoshimi_miyabi, yanagi one head taller than miyabi, yanagi leaning over miyabi, tongues together, long tongue, very big fat tongue, thick drooling tongue hanging out, saliva on tongue, rivers of drool on tongue, drooling, tongue running along cheek, licking another's cheek, tongue pressed to miyabi's spit-slick cheek, spit everywhere, saliva on face, saliva on nose, saliva on forehead, saliva on mouth, wet face, dripping spit, hug, tight hug, arms around another, hand on another's head, hand holding another's chin, miyabi's arms motionless at sides, arms at sides, frown, annoyed, irritated, glaring, looking to the side, disgust, repulsed, lips pressed together, closed mouth, straight mouth, disapproval, serious, unsmiling, seductive, half-closed eyes, yanagi gazing down at miyabi's cheek, black background, simple background, dark, wet, glossy, pink hair, long pink hair, hair between eyes, pink eyes, glasses, white shirt, black pencil skirt, black gloves, black hair, long black hair, blunt bangs, sidelocks, red eyes, fox ears, animal ear fluff, white shirt, black skirt, fingerless black gloves, necktie, pantyhose, dutch angle, from side, close-up The camera sits almost inside the space between the two faces, tilted slightly off level, so close that the frame is filled from edge to edge by skin, hair and wetness; behind them the background is a flat absolute black with no floor, no wall, no horizon and no other light. Yanagi is the taller of the two by a full head, and she stands over Miyabi with her chest pressed flat against Miyabi's, hugging her so tightly that Miyabi's shirt is bunched and dragged sideways under her arm, both of Yanagi's arms wrapped around her. Yanagi's left hand is clamped on the back of Miyabi's head, fingers pushed into the black hair at the crown and holding the skull still; her right hand is cupped under Miyabi's jaw, thumb along one side of the chin and fingers along the other, tipping the smaller girl's face up and holding it locked. Yanagi's mouth is open, not smiling: brows flat and drawn, eyes half-lidded and heavy, jaw slack, and her tongue — enormously long, thick and fleshy, wider than two of her own fingers — hangs far out and drags slowly up the length of Miyabi's cheek from the jaw to the cheekbone. Spit sheets and rivers along the tongue's whole upper surface in raised glossy channels, beading and running off its underside in long threads that break and hang. Miyabi's face is drenched: spit smeared across both cheeks, pooled in the hollow of her nose and streaking the bridge, a wet film on her forehead where the tongue has already passed, and shining around her pressed-shut mouth. Her lips are flattened into one hard straight line, her brow is knotted, and her red eyes are rolled away from Yanagi to the side of the frame, glaring off at nothing, chin lifted and held in place — disgusted, immobile, enduring. Her arms hang dead and motionless at her sides, hands slack, not lifting to push away. A single key light comes from the upper left of the frame: it catches the high gloss of the spit and lays a hard wet specular highlight along the ridge of Yanagi's tongue and down the wet track on Miyabi's cheek, throwing the far sides of both faces into black, while the black background swallows everything the light does not touch. The palette is held to skin tones, black, and the translucent white shine of saliva, with Yanagi's pink hair and Miyabi's red eyes the only other colour admitted. Every thread of spit stays connected between tongue and cheek until it thins and snaps. Claustrophobic and unpleasantly intimate.
Nov 12, 2026 6:43 PM
#Zenless Zone Zero#Hoshimi Miyabi#Tsukishiro Yanagi
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character: hoshimi_miyabi, tsukishiro_yanagi, copyright: zenless_zone_zero extremely close-up pov, 2girls, tsukishiro_yanagi, hoshimi_miyabi, yanagi one head taller than miyabi, yanagi leaning over miyabi, tongues together, long tongue, very big fat tongue, thick drooling tongue hanging out, saliva on tongue, rivers of drool on tongue, drooling, tongue running along cheek, licking another's cheek, tongue pressed to miyabi's spit-slick cheek, spit everywhere, saliva on face, saliva on nose, saliva on forehead, saliva on mouth, wet face, dripping spit, hug, tight hug, arms around another, hand on another's head, hand holding another's chin, miyabi's arms motionless at sides, arms at sides, frown, annoyed, irritated, glaring, looking to the side, disgust, repulsed, lips pressed together, closed mouth, straight mouth, disapproval, serious, unsmiling, seductive, half-closed eyes, yanagi gazing down at miyabi's cheek, black background, simple background, dark, wet, glossy, pink hair, long pink hair, hair between eyes, pink eyes, glasses, white shirt, black pencil skirt, black gloves, black hair, long black hair, blunt bangs, sidelocks, red eyes, fox ears, animal ear fluff, white shirt, black skirt, fingerless black gloves, necktie, pantyhose, dutch angle, from side, close-up The camera sits almost inside the space between the two faces, tilted slightly off level, so close that the frame is filled from edge to edge by skin, hair and wetness; behind them the background is a flat absolute black with no floor, no wall, no horizon and no other light. Yanagi is the taller of the two by a full head, and she stands over Miyabi with her chest pressed flat against Miyabi's, hugging her so tightly that Miyabi's shirt is bunched and dragged sideways under her arm, both of Yanagi's arms wrapped around her. Yanagi's left hand is clamped on the back of Miyabi's head, fingers pushed into the black hair at the crown and holding the skull still; her right hand is cupped under Miyabi's jaw, thumb along one side of the chin and fingers along the other, tipping the smaller girl's face up and holding it locked. Yanagi's mouth is open, not smiling: brows flat and drawn, eyes half-lidded and heavy, jaw slack, and her tongue — enormously long, thick and fleshy, wider than two of her own fingers — hangs far out and drags slowly up the length of Miyabi's cheek from the jaw to the cheekbone. Spit sheets and rivers along the tongue's whole upper surface in raised glossy channels, beading and running off its underside in long threads that break and hang. Miyabi's face is drenched: spit smeared across both cheeks, pooled in the hollow of her nose and streaking the bridge, a wet film on her forehead where the tongue has already passed, and shining around her pressed-shut mouth. Her lips are flattened into one hard straight line, her brow is knotted, and her red eyes are rolled away from Yanagi to the side of the frame, glaring off at nothing, chin lifted and held in place — disgusted, immobile, enduring. Her arms hang dead and motionless at her sides, hands slack, not lifting to push away. A single key light comes from the upper left of the frame: it catches the high gloss of the spit and lays a hard wet specular highlight along the ridge of Yanagi's tongue and down the wet track on Miyabi's cheek, throwing the far sides of both faces into black, while the black background swallows everything the light does not touch. The palette is held to skin tones, black, and the translucent white shine of saliva, with Yanagi's pink hair and Miyabi's red eyes the only other colour admitted. Every thread of spit stays connected between tongue and cheek until it thins and snaps. Claustrophobic and unpleasantly intimate.
Nov 12, 2026 6:43 PM
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character: hoshimi_miyabi, tsukishiro_yanagi, copyright: zenless_zone_zero extremely close-up pov, 2girls, tsukishiro_yanagi, hoshimi_miyabi, yanagi one head taller than miyabi, yanagi leaning over miyabi, tongues together, long tongue, very big fat tongue, thick drooling tongue hanging out, saliva on tongue, rivers of drool on tongue, drooling, tongue running along cheek, licking another's cheek, tongue pressed to miyabi's spit-slick cheek, spit everywhere, saliva on face, saliva on nose, saliva on forehead, saliva on mouth, wet face, dripping spit, hug, tight hug, arms around another, hand on another's head, hand holding another's chin, miyabi's arms motionless at sides, arms at sides, frown, annoyed, irritated, glaring, looking to the side, disgust, repulsed, lips pressed together, closed mouth, straight mouth, disapproval, serious, unsmiling, seductive, half-closed eyes, yanagi gazing down at miyabi's cheek, black background, simple background, dark, wet, glossy, pink hair, long pink hair, hair between eyes, pink eyes, glasses, white shirt, black pencil skirt, black gloves, black hair, long black hair, blunt bangs, sidelocks, red eyes, fox ears, animal ear fluff, white shirt, black skirt, fingerless black gloves, necktie, pantyhose, dutch angle, from side, close-up The camera sits almost inside the space between the two faces, tilted slightly off level, so close that the frame is filled from edge to edge by skin, hair and wetness; behind them the background is a flat absolute black with no floor, no wall, no horizon and no other light. Yanagi is the taller of the two by a full head, and she stands over Miyabi with her chest pressed flat against Miyabi's, hugging her so tightly that Miyabi's shirt is bunched and dragged sideways under her arm, both of Yanagi's arms wrapped around her. Yanagi's left hand is clamped on the back of Miyabi's head, fingers pushed into the black hair at the crown and holding the skull still; her right hand is cupped under Miyabi's jaw, thumb along one side of the chin and fingers along the other, tipping the smaller girl's face up and holding it locked. Yanagi's mouth is open, not smiling: brows flat and drawn, eyes half-lidded and heavy, jaw slack, and her tongue — enormously long, thick and fleshy, wider than two of her own fingers — hangs far out and drags slowly up the length of Miyabi's cheek from the jaw to the cheekbone. Spit sheets and rivers along the tongue's whole upper surface in raised glossy channels, beading and running off its underside in long threads that break and hang. Miyabi's face is drenched: spit smeared across both cheeks, pooled in the hollow of her nose and streaking the bridge, a wet film on her forehead where the tongue has already passed, and shining around her pressed-shut mouth. Her lips are flattened into one hard straight line, her brow is knotted, and her red eyes are rolled away from Yanagi to the side of the frame, glaring off at nothing, chin lifted and held in place — disgusted, immobile, enduring. Her arms hang dead and motionless at her sides, hands slack, not lifting to push away. A single key light comes from the upper left of the frame: it catches the high gloss of the spit and lays a hard wet specular highlight along the ridge of Yanagi's tongue and down the wet track on Miyabi's cheek, throwing the far sides of both faces into black, while the black background swallows everything the light does not touch. The palette is held to skin tones, black, and the translucent white shine of saliva, with Yanagi's pink hair and Miyabi's red eyes the only other colour admitted. Every thread of spit stays connected between tongue and cheek until it thins and snaps. Claustrophobic and unpleasantly intimate.
Nov 12, 2026 6:43 PM
#Zenless Zone Zero#Hoshimi Miyabi#Tsukishiro Yanagi
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character: qingyi_(zenless_zone_zero), zhu_yuan, copyright: zenless_zone_zero 2girls, tongue out, very long tongue, thick fat tongue, saliva on tongue, multiple strands of saliva dripping from tongue, tongue licking another's cheek, cheek licking, tight hug, yuri, from above, close-up, extreme close-up, pov, one head taller, height difference, black background, serious, seductive, half-closed eyes, disgust, grossed out, frown, annoyed, glaring, looking to the side, looking away, flat lips, straight lips, expressionless lips, arms at sides, motionless arms, spit on face, saliva on face, wet face, hand on head, hand on chin, head grab, chin grab, holding, green hair, long twintails, sidelocks, blunt bangs, green eyes, black fingerless gloves, black shorts, zhu yuan, multicolored hair, streaked hair, black hair, red hair streaks, ponytail, red eyes, hair between eyes, long hair, black gloves, blue jacket, black high-waist tight pants, wet, saliva trail, glossy, dark theme The camera hangs almost directly overhead, very up-close and slightly to the side, so the pair fill the frame from the shoulders up with nothing behind them but a flat, absolute black void that swallows everything past the edges of their bodies. Qingyi stands over Zhu Yuan with a full head of height between them; the green-haired figure leans down and forward, her long twintails and blunt-banged forehead tipping over Zhu Yuan, the sidelocks swinging loose beside Zhu Yuan's face. Qingyi's mouth is open and unsmiling, lips utterly flat and uncurled, a heavy half-lidded stare fixed down onto the cheek she is working. Her tongue is enormous -- thick and broad and heavy, wider than a tongue has any right to be -- pushed far out of her mouth and dragged flat along the length of Zhu Yuan's cheek, the flat of it smeared from jaw to cheekbone. Over the slick surface of that tongue run several distinct rivers of spit, bright and glassy, gathering at the fat middle and spilling off the edge in long unbroken threads that hang and break against Zhu Yuan's jaw. Qingyi's expression, bizarrely, is one of revulsion: her brow is pinched, the corners of her eyes tight, her whole face pulled into a grimace of being grossed out even as she leans in harder. One black-gloved hand is clamped around the back of Zhu Yuan's skull, fingers dug into the base of the ponytail and the metal hairband; the other black-gloved hand grips Zhu Yuan's chin hard, thumb pressed up under the jaw, holding the smaller woman's face still and tilted for the tongue. Qingyi's body is pressed flush to Zhu Yuan's, arms wrapped tight, chest to chest, the green hair and the black of her gloves the only warm-dark shapes against the void. Zhu Yuan is smaller by exactly a head, held immobile. Her multicolored hair -- black with red streaks, pulled into its ponytail, hair between the eyes -- is caught and crushed in Qingyi's grip, the hairband pulled askew. Her red eyes are turned hard to the side, away from the tongue, glaring off toward the edge of the frame with undisguised disgust, brows drawn down into a deep frown. Her lips are pressed into one rigid straight line, clamped shut and disapproving. Her face is a disaster: spit everywhere, not one clean patch -- smeared across the cheek where the tongue has dragged, beaded on the nose and the bridge of it, streaked up onto the forehead, glistening around and over her pressed-shut mouth, running in a wet film down the jaw. Both her arms hang dead straight and motionless at her sides, the black gloves limp, the blue jacket creased where Qingyi's hug compresses it, the black high-waist pants pale where the overhead light catches them. The light is a single hard, cold source almost directly overhead: it pools in bright wet highlights on Qingyi's fat tongue, on the threads of spit, and on the soaking sheen of Zhu Yuan's face, and drops instantly to nothing in the fold of their bodies and the shoulder on the far side, which fall into pitch black; the void behind them recasts no light at all. Palette is black, cold blue-white highlight, the acid green of Qingyi's hair and the red streaks and red eyes of Zhu Yuan -- nothing else admitted. The single physical tell: where the tongue presses into the cheek, the skin is visibly compressed and the spit pools and dimples rather than running, dragged with the tongue's movement. Wet, claustrophobic, obscene.
Nov 12, 2026 6:43 PM
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character: qingyi_(zenless_zone_zero), zhu_yuan, copyright: zenless_zone_zero 2girls, tongue out, very long tongue, thick fat tongue, saliva on tongue, multiple strands of saliva dripping from tongue, tongue licking another's cheek, cheek licking, tight hug, yuri, from above, close-up, extreme close-up, pov, one head taller, height difference, black background, serious, seductive, half-closed eyes, disgust, grossed out, frown, annoyed, glaring, looking to the side, looking away, flat lips, straight lips, expressionless lips, arms at sides, motionless arms, spit on face, saliva on face, wet face, hand on head, hand on chin, head grab, chin grab, holding, green hair, long twintails, sidelocks, blunt bangs, green eyes, black fingerless gloves, black shorts, zhu yuan, multicolored hair, streaked hair, black hair, red hair streaks, ponytail, red eyes, hair between eyes, long hair, black gloves, blue jacket, black high-waist tight pants, wet, saliva trail, glossy, dark theme The camera hangs almost directly overhead, very up-close and slightly to the side, so the pair fill the frame from the shoulders up with nothing behind them but a flat, absolute black void that swallows everything past the edges of their bodies. Qingyi stands over Zhu Yuan with a full head of height between them; the green-haired figure leans down and forward, her long twintails and blunt-banged forehead tipping over Zhu Yuan, the sidelocks swinging loose beside Zhu Yuan's face. Qingyi's mouth is open and unsmiling, lips utterly flat and uncurled, a heavy half-lidded stare fixed down onto the cheek she is working. Her tongue is enormous -- thick and broad and heavy, wider than a tongue has any right to be -- pushed far out of her mouth and dragged flat along the length of Zhu Yuan's cheek, the flat of it smeared from jaw to cheekbone. Over the slick surface of that tongue run several distinct rivers of spit, bright and glassy, gathering at the fat middle and spilling off the edge in long unbroken threads that hang and break against Zhu Yuan's jaw. Qingyi's expression, bizarrely, is one of revulsion: her brow is pinched, the corners of her eyes tight, her whole face pulled into a grimace of being grossed out even as she leans in harder. One black-gloved hand is clamped around the back of Zhu Yuan's skull, fingers dug into the base of the ponytail and the metal hairband; the other black-gloved hand grips Zhu Yuan's chin hard, thumb pressed up under the jaw, holding the smaller woman's face still and tilted for the tongue. Qingyi's body is pressed flush to Zhu Yuan's, arms wrapped tight, chest to chest, the green hair and the black of her gloves the only warm-dark shapes against the void. Zhu Yuan is smaller by exactly a head, held immobile. Her multicolored hair -- black with red streaks, pulled into its ponytail, hair between the eyes -- is caught and crushed in Qingyi's grip, the hairband pulled askew. Her red eyes are turned hard to the side, away from the tongue, glaring off toward the edge of the frame with undisguised disgust, brows drawn down into a deep frown. Her lips are pressed into one rigid straight line, clamped shut and disapproving. Her face is a disaster: spit everywhere, not one clean patch -- smeared across the cheek where the tongue has dragged, beaded on the nose and the bridge of it, streaked up onto the forehead, glistening around and over her pressed-shut mouth, running in a wet film down the jaw. Both her arms hang dead straight and motionless at her sides, the black gloves limp, the blue jacket creased where Qingyi's hug compresses it, the black high-waist pants pale where the overhead light catches them. The light is a single hard, cold source almost directly overhead: it pools in bright wet highlights on Qingyi's fat tongue, on the threads of spit, and on the soaking sheen of Zhu Yuan's face, and drops instantly to nothing in the fold of their bodies and the shoulder on the far side, which fall into pitch black; the void behind them recasts no light at all. Palette is black, cold blue-white highlight, the acid green of Qingyi's hair and the red streaks and red eyes of Zhu Yuan -- nothing else admitted. The single physical tell: where the tongue presses into the cheek, the skin is visibly compressed and the spit pools and dimples rather than running, dragged with the tongue's movement. Wet, claustrophobic, obscene.
Nov 12, 2026 6:43 PM
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character: yuuki_mikan, usada_pekora. A medium shot, eye-level view depicts Mikan Tsumiki hugging Peko Pekoyama tightly against a void-like black background. Mikan, who is one head taller than Peko, has a serious yet seductive expression with a disgusted undertone; she uses one hand to grip the back of Peko's head and the other to hold her chin firmly. Mikan's oversized, fat tongue is extended, running along Peko's cheek, with visible rivers of spit coating the tongue. Peko Pekoyama, with a deep frown and lips pressed into a disapproving line, glares to the side with a look of disgust, her arms hanging motionless at her sides. Peko's face—including her cheeks, nose, forehead, and mouth—is covered in excessive amounts of spit. Mikan wears her nurse uniform with a white apron, while Peko wears her signature glasses and black serafuku. The visual style is a high-quality anime illustration with sharp contrasts and a focused, intimate composition.
Nov 8, 2026 3:15 AM
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character: tsumiki_mikan, character: pekoyama_peko, Very close-up shot of Mikan Tsumiki and Peko Pekoyama against a solid black background. Mikan Tsumiki, who is one head taller, hugs Peko Pekoyama tightly; she uses one hand to grip the back of Peko's head and the other to hold her chin firmly. Mikan has a serious yet seductive expression, though looking slightly grossed out, as she extends her very long, fat tongue to lick Peko's cheek, with multiple rivers of spit glistening on her tongue. Peko Pekoyama, wearing glasses and her signature braid, has a disgusted, annoyed expression, glaring to the side with lips pressed into a disapproving line and arms motionless at her sides. Peko's face—including her cheeks, nose, and forehead—is covered in excessive amounts of spit. Mikan wears her nurse-style outfit with a white apron and pink shirt, while Peko is in her black serafuku. The lighting is sharp and dramatic, emphasizing the wet textures of the saliva and the high contrast against the black void, creating an intense, visceral anime illustration.
Nov 8, 2026 3:15 AM
#Danganronpa#Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair#Peko Pekoyama
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character: tsumiki_mikan, character: pekoyama_peko, Very close-up shot against a void-like black background, featuring Tsumiki Mikan and Peko Pekoyama in an intimate, tense composition. Mikan Tsumiki, who is one head taller, hugs Peko tightly; her left hand grips the back of Peko's head while her right hand firmly holds Peko's chin. Mikan has a serious yet seductive expression with a disgusted look, her large, fat, long tongue extended and running along Peko's cheek, with multiple rivers of spit glistening on the tongue's surface. Peko Pekoyama, wearing glasses and her signature black serafuku, glares to the side with a disgusted, annoyed frown, her lips pressed into a straight disapproving line and arms hanging motionless at her sides. Peko's entire face—cheeks, nose, and forehead—is covered in copious amounts of spit. Mikan is dressed in her nurse's uniform with a white apron and puffy sleeves, her purple hair framing her face. The anime illustration is rendered with high contrast and sharp detail, emphasizing the wet texture of the saliva and the visceral expressions of the two characters.
Nov 8, 2026 3:14 AM
#Danganronpa#Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair#Peko Pekoyama
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character: tsumiki_mikan, character: pekoyama_peko, A very close-up, eye-level anime illustration of Mikan Tsumiki and Peko Pekoyama against a void-like black background. Mikan Tsumiki, who is one head taller, hugs Peko Pekoyama tightly, her left hand gripping the back of Peko's head and her right hand firmly holding Peko's chin. Mikan has a serious yet seductive expression, her large, fat, long tongue extended and running along Peko's cheek, with multiple rivers of spit glistening on it. Peko Pekoyama, with her signature twin braids and glasses, looks away with a disgusted frown, her lips pressed in a straight disapproving line. Peko's face is covered in spit across her cheeks, nose, forehead, and mouth, and she glares sideways with her arms remaining motionless at her sides. Mikan is dressed in her nurse-like attire with a white apron and puffy sleeves, while Peko wears her black serafuku and pleated skirt. The scene is characterized by high-contrast lighting, emphasizing the wet texture of the saliva and the intense, contrasting emotions of the two characters.
Nov 7, 2026 10:36 PM
#Danganronpa#Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair#Peko Pekoyama
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character: tsumiki_mikan, character: pekoyama_peko, A very close-up, eye-level anime illustration of Mikan Tsumiki and Peko Pekoyama against a void-like black background. Mikan Tsumiki, who is one head taller, hugs Peko Pekoyama tightly, her left hand gripping the back of Peko's head and her right hand firmly holding Peko's chin. Mikan has a serious yet seductive expression, her large, fat, long tongue extended and running along Peko's cheek, with multiple rivers of spit glistening on it. Peko Pekoyama, with her signature twin braids and glasses, looks away with a disgusted frown, her lips pressed in a straight disapproving line. Peko's face is covered in spit across her cheeks, nose, forehead, and mouth, and she glares sideways with her arms remaining motionless at her sides. Mikan is dressed in her nurse-like attire with a white apron and puffy sleeves, while Peko wears her black serafuku and pleated skirt. The scene is characterized by high-contrast lighting, emphasizing the wet texture of the saliva and the intense, contrasting emotions of the two characters.
Nov 7, 2026 10:36 PM
#Danganronpa#Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair#Peko Pekoyama
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character: shylily 2girls, very close-up, pov, shylily, muscular female, very long multicolored hair, white hair with black streaks, heart ahoge, purple eyes, animal ears, tall, blue halterneck bikini top, tongue out, very long fat thick tongue, saliva on tongue, rivers of drool running down thick tongue, drooling, serious expression, seductive expression, half-closed eyes, disgusted frown, scrunched nose, eyebrows furrowed, hugging tightly, one arm around back, hand on back of head, hand holding chin, licking cheek, tongue pressed against cheek, eunamiku, shorter, small stature, frown, annoyed, glaring, looking away, looking to the side, disgusted, lips pressed into straight line, arms at sides, motionless arms, saliva on face, saliva on cheeks, saliva on nose, saliva on forehead, saliva on mouth, wet face, black background, dark background, wet, glossy, dripping A very up-close first-person POV shot in a pitch-black void, no scenery, no floor, no horizon -- only the two of them filling the frame shoulder to shoulder. On the left and taller by a full head stands Shylily: very long white hair streaked with black sweeping down past her shoulders, a heart-shaped ahoge curling from her crown, animal ears upright above it, purple eyes narrowed to heavy half-lids, the corner of her mouth pulled down in a grimace of disgust even as her jaw hangs slack; her mouth is wide open and a very big, fat, thick tongue lolls out far past her chin, glistening, with several distinct rivers of clear spit running along its length and gathering at its tip in heavy strands. On the right stands EunaMiku, shorter, her head pushed slightly to her own left by the opposing pressure: her brows knit hard over her eyes, which are rolled away from Shylily to the outer edge of the frame, fixed on empty black, her nose wrinkled, her lips pressed into one flat unbroken disapproving line, both arms hanging limp and dead-still at her sides with the hands open and nothing in them. Shylily's right hand clamps the back of EunaMiku's skull, fingers spread through the hair, tilting that head into place; Shylily's left hand grips EunaMiku's chin from below, thumb on one side of the jaw, fingers on the other, lifting it as she drags her broad wet tongue in a slow upward stroke along EunaMiku's right cheek, the tongue flattening and spreading against the skin, the tip curling slightly at the cheekbone. EunaMiku's whole face is soaked: fat droplets and smeared tracks of spit across both cheeks, beaded on the bridge and tip of her nose, streaked over her forehead, pooled in the corners of her closed flat mouth, strands bridging her jaw to Shylily's lip. Shylily's other arm is wrapped hard around EunaMiku, pulling the smaller body flat against her own so their shoulders and chests crush together; every point of contact compresses where the clothing meets skin. The only light comes from a single hard, cool key raking in from the front-left, striking the wet surfaces and leaving the far side of both heads to fall off into absolute blackness behind them; highlights sit as tight crisp glints on the tongue, on the spit tracks and on EunaMiku's cheekbone, and the black background swallows everything past the rim light. The palette is limited to white, black, cold blue skin tones, wet translucent grey highlight -- nothing else admitted. Liquid catches every upward-facing curve and runs down the underside of the tongue in visible beads. Glossy, uncomfortable, deliberate.
Nov 7, 2026 10:35 PM
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character: shylily 2girls, very close-up, pov, shylily, muscular female, very long multicolored hair, white hair with black streaks, heart ahoge, purple eyes, animal ears, tall, blue halterneck bikini top, tongue out, very long fat thick tongue, saliva on tongue, rivers of drool running down thick tongue, drooling, serious expression, seductive expression, half-closed eyes, disgusted frown, scrunched nose, eyebrows furrowed, hugging tightly, one arm around back, hand on back of head, hand holding chin, licking cheek, tongue pressed against cheek, eunamiku, shorter, small stature, frown, annoyed, glaring, looking away, looking to the side, disgusted, lips pressed into straight line, arms at sides, motionless arms, saliva on face, saliva on cheeks, saliva on nose, saliva on forehead, saliva on mouth, wet face, black background, dark background, wet, glossy, dripping A very up-close first-person POV shot in a pitch-black void, no scenery, no floor, no horizon -- only the two of them filling the frame shoulder to shoulder. On the left and taller by a full head stands Shylily: very long white hair streaked with black sweeping down past her shoulders, a heart-shaped ahoge curling from her crown, animal ears upright above it, purple eyes narrowed to heavy half-lids, the corner of her mouth pulled down in a grimace of disgust even as her jaw hangs slack; her mouth is wide open and a very big, fat, thick tongue lolls out far past her chin, glistening, with several distinct rivers of clear spit running along its length and gathering at its tip in heavy strands. On the right stands EunaMiku, shorter, her head pushed slightly to her own left by the opposing pressure: her brows knit hard over her eyes, which are rolled away from Shylily to the outer edge of the frame, fixed on empty black, her nose wrinkled, her lips pressed into one flat unbroken disapproving line, both arms hanging limp and dead-still at her sides with the hands open and nothing in them. Shylily's right hand clamps the back of EunaMiku's skull, fingers spread through the hair, tilting that head into place; Shylily's left hand grips EunaMiku's chin from below, thumb on one side of the jaw, fingers on the other, lifting it as she drags her broad wet tongue in a slow upward stroke along EunaMiku's right cheek, the tongue flattening and spreading against the skin, the tip curling slightly at the cheekbone. EunaMiku's whole face is soaked: fat droplets and smeared tracks of spit across both cheeks, beaded on the bridge and tip of her nose, streaked over her forehead, pooled in the corners of her closed flat mouth, strands bridging her jaw to Shylily's lip. Shylily's other arm is wrapped hard around EunaMiku, pulling the smaller body flat against her own so their shoulders and chests crush together; every point of contact compresses where the clothing meets skin. The only light comes from a single hard, cool key raking in from the front-left, striking the wet surfaces and leaving the far side of both heads to fall off into absolute blackness behind them; highlights sit as tight crisp glints on the tongue, on the spit tracks and on EunaMiku's cheekbone, and the black background swallows everything past the rim light. The palette is limited to white, black, cold blue skin tones, wet translucent grey highlight -- nothing else admitted. Liquid catches every upward-facing curve and runs down the underside of the tongue in visible beads. Glossy, uncomfortable, deliberate.
Nov 7, 2026 10:35 PM
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character: enoshima_junko, character: kirigiri_kyoko, An extreme close-up shot focuses on the intimate and tense interaction between Junko Enoshima and Kyoko Kirigiri against a solid black background. Junko, who is one head taller, hugs Kyoko tightly, gripping the back of Kyoko's head with one hand and her chin with the other. Junko has a serious yet seductive and disgusted expression, her large, fat, long tongue extended and running along Kyoko's cheek, covered in multiple rivers of glistening spit. Kyoko has a disgusted, frowning expression, her lips pressed into a disapproving straight line as she glares to the side, her arms remaining motionless at her sides. Kyoko's face is covered in saliva across her cheeks, nose, forehead, and mouth. Junko features blonde twintails with bear ornaments, wearing a black shirt and red bow, while Kyoko has long purple hair in a side braid, wearing her signature jacket and black gloves. The image is an anime illustration with high contrast, sharp focus on the textures of the glistening spit and skin, and a claustrophobic, intense atmosphere.
Nov 6, 2026 10:10 PM
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character: cyrene_(honkai:_star_rail), stelle_(honkai:_star_rail), copyright: honkai:_star_rail, honkai_(series) 2girls, extreme close-up, pov, from side, hugging, holding head, holding chin, long tongue, big tongue, thick tongue, saliva, spit, saliva on face, frown, glare, disgust, serious face, seductive face, not smiling, black background, pink hair, purple eyes, grey hair, yellow eyes, An extreme close-up POV from the side, centered on the faces of two women against a void of absolute black. The taller woman, with long pink hair and purple eyes, hugs the shorter woman with a crushing, tight embrace. The taller woman's expression is a mix of serious seduction and a disgusted, grossed-out grimace, her lips not smiling. She holds the shorter woman's head in a vice-grip: one hand firmly clutching the back of the head and the other gripping the chin. Her tongue is massive, fat, and long, extending from her mouth to run wetly along the shorter woman's cheek; multiple thick rivers of glistening spit run down the length of the tongue. The shorter woman, with grey hair and yellow eyes, is frozen in a state of profound annoyance and disgust. Her lips are pressed into a tight, straight, disapproving line in a deep frown. She glares sharply to the side, her gaze averted in repulsion. Her entire face—forehead, nose, cheeks, and around the mouth—is drenched in glistening, wet spit. Her arms remain motionless and limp at her sides, offering no resistance to the embrace. The only light source is a harsh, clinical white light from the front that catches the wet sheen of the saliva on their skin and the thick texture of the tongue, creating high-contrast highlights against the black background. Visceral and suffocating.
Nov 6, 2026 10:10 PM
#Honkai-Reihe#Honkai: Star Rail#Trailblazer
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character: cyrene_(honkai:_star_rail), stelle_(honkai:_star_rail), copyright: honkai:_star_rail, honkai_(series) 2girls, extreme close-up, pov, from side, hugging, holding head, holding chin, long tongue, big tongue, thick tongue, saliva, spit, saliva on face, frown, glare, disgust, serious face, seductive face, not smiling, black background, pink hair, purple eyes, grey hair, yellow eyes, An extreme close-up POV from the side, centered on the faces of two women against a void of absolute black. The taller woman, with long pink hair and purple eyes, hugs the shorter woman with a crushing, tight embrace. The taller woman's expression is a mix of serious seduction and a disgusted, grossed-out grimace, her lips not smiling. She holds the shorter woman's head in a vice-grip: one hand firmly clutching the back of the head and the other gripping the chin. Her tongue is massive, fat, and long, extending from her mouth to run wetly along the shorter woman's cheek; multiple thick rivers of glistening spit run down the length of the tongue. The shorter woman, with grey hair and yellow eyes, is frozen in a state of profound annoyance and disgust. Her lips are pressed into a tight, straight, disapproving line in a deep frown. She glares sharply to the side, her gaze averted in repulsion. Her entire face—forehead, nose, cheeks, and around the mouth—is drenched in glistening, wet spit. Her arms remain motionless and limp at her sides, offering no resistance to the embrace. The only light source is a harsh, clinical white light from the front that catches the wet sheen of the saliva on their skin and the thick texture of the tongue, creating high-contrast highlights against the black background. Visceral and suffocating.
Nov 6, 2026 10:10 PM
#Honkai-Reihe#Honkai: Star Rail#March 7th
AI artwork
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character: cyrene_(honkai:_star_rail), stelle_(honkai:_star_rail), copyright: honkai:_star_rail, honkai_(series) 2girls, extreme close-up, pov, from side, hugging, holding head, holding chin, long tongue, big tongue, thick tongue, saliva, spit, saliva on face, frown, glare, disgust, serious face, seductive face, not smiling, black background, pink hair, purple eyes, grey hair, yellow eyes, An extreme close-up POV from the side, centered on the faces of two women against a void of absolute black. The taller woman, with long pink hair and purple eyes, hugs the shorter woman with a crushing, tight embrace. The taller woman's expression is a mix of serious seduction and a disgusted, grossed-out grimace, her lips not smiling. She holds the shorter woman's head in a vice-grip: one hand firmly clutching the back of the head and the other gripping the chin. Her tongue is massive, fat, and long, extending from her mouth to run wetly along the shorter woman's cheek; multiple thick rivers of glistening spit run down the length of the tongue. The shorter woman, with grey hair and yellow eyes, is frozen in a state of profound annoyance and disgust. Her lips are pressed into a tight, straight, disapproving line in a deep frown. She glares sharply to the side, her gaze averted in repulsion. Her entire face—forehead, nose, cheeks, and around the mouth—is drenched in glistening, wet spit. Her arms remain motionless and limp at her sides, offering no resistance to the embrace. The only light source is a harsh, clinical white light from the front that catches the wet sheen of the saliva on their skin and the thick texture of the tongue, creating high-contrast highlights against the black background. Visceral and suffocating.
Nov 6, 2026 10:10 PM
#Honkai-Reihe#Honkai: Star Rail#Trailblazer
AI artwork
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character: cyrene_(honkai:_star_rail), stelle_(honkai:_star_rail), copyright: honkai:_star_rail, honkai_(series) 2girls, extreme close-up, pov, from side, hugging, holding head, holding chin, long tongue, big tongue, thick tongue, saliva, spit, saliva on face, frown, glare, disgust, serious face, seductive face, not smiling, black background, pink hair, purple eyes, grey hair, yellow eyes, An extreme close-up POV from the side, centered on the faces of two women against a void of absolute black. The taller woman, with long pink hair and purple eyes, hugs the shorter woman with a crushing, tight embrace. The taller woman's expression is a mix of serious seduction and a disgusted, grossed-out grimace, her lips not smiling. She holds the shorter woman's head in a vice-grip: one hand firmly clutching the back of the head and the other gripping the chin. Her tongue is massive, fat, and long, extending from her mouth to run wetly along the shorter woman's cheek; multiple thick rivers of glistening spit run down the length of the tongue. The shorter woman, with grey hair and yellow eyes, is frozen in a state of profound annoyance and disgust. Her lips are pressed into a tight, straight, disapproving line in a deep frown. She glares sharply to the side, her gaze averted in repulsion. Her entire face—forehead, nose, cheeks, and around the mouth—is drenched in glistening, wet spit. Her arms remain motionless and limp at her sides, offering no resistance to the embrace. The only light source is a harsh, clinical white light from the front that catches the wet sheen of the saliva on their skin and the thick texture of the tongue, creating high-contrast highlights against the black background. Visceral and suffocating.
Nov 6, 2026 10:09 PM
#Honkai-Reihe#Honkai: Star Rail#March 7th
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character: cyrene_(honkai:_star_rail), stelle_(honkai:_star_rail). An extreme close-up shot against a void-black background featuring cyrene_(honkai:_star_rail) and stelle_(honkai:_star_rail). Cyrene, who is one head taller, hugs Stelle tightly, gripping the back of Stelle's head with one hand and holding her chin with the other. Cyrene has a serious, seductive yet disgusted expression, her large, fat tongue extended and running along Stelle's cheek, with visible rivers of spit on the tongue's surface. Stelle, with grey hair and yellow eyes, has a disgusted frown, lips pressed in a disapproving line, and glares to the side while her arms remain motionless at her sides. Stelle's face is covered in spit across her cheeks, nose, forehead, and mouth. Cyrene is dressed in her white dress, and Stelle wears her signature black jacket. The lighting is stark, emphasizing the wet texture of the saliva and the contrasting expressions of the two characters, creating an intense and intimate atmosphere.
Nov 5, 2026 2:09 PM
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character: constantia_s2, firefly_(honkai:_star_rail). A medium shot from a side profile against a void-like black background depicts a height-discrepant interaction between the taller Constance and the shorter Firefly. Constance, in her 5-star form, embraces Firefly with a serious and seductive expression, her mouth open wide and a massive tongue visible as she presses her lips against Firefly's. Constance's arms are wrapped firmly around Firefly, with one hand cupping the back of Firefly's head and the other pressing against her cheek. Firefly, with her long grey hair and black hairband, looks visibly disgusted and annoyed; her eyes are narrowed in disapproval and her mouth is shut in a tight, flat line. Firefly's arms remain motionless at her sides, her hands balled into tight fists. A significant amount of saliva is visible on Firefly's lips from the forceful kiss. The visual style is a high-quality anime illustration with a stark contrast between the characters' detailed attire and the absolute blackness of the environment, emphasizing the tension and emotional disconnect between the two.
Nov 5, 2026 2:09 PM
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