character: neru_(blue_archive)
1girl, solo, witch, witch hat, pointed hat, crooked hat, broom, riding broom, floating, mid-air, short hair, orange hair, huge ahoge, single braid, red eyes, sharp teeth, smirk, fang, cocky expression, looking at viewer, from below, low angle, dynamic angle, capelet, black dress, sleeveless dress, ribbon, thighhighs, boots, night, moon, crescent moon, glowing magic, fire sparks, embers, wind, depth of field
Low-angle dynamic shot looking up from below against an indigo night sky. A petite, aggressive young girl perches mid-air atop a hovering wooden broomstick with delinquent swagger, balancing her weight on one bent knee with her dark heeled boot resting squarely against the polished wood shaft, while her other leg dangles downward into open air. Her left hand firmly grips the broom handle like a motorcycle throttle, knuckles taut, while her right arm drapes casually over her cocked knee. She wears an oversized, crumpled midnight-black witch hat tilted back on her head, allowing a colossal, springy orange ahoge to curl boldly upward from beneath its brim. Her choppy bright orange hair flares in the rushing wind, accompanied by a single slender braid that whips across her collarbone. Her intense crimson eyes stare down directly at the viewer with sharp feline pupils, one brow arched high above a wide, smug grin that bares a distinct pointed canine fang. She is dressed in a sleeveless, soot-black mini dress with a flaring skirt, a short tattered capelet billowing behind her shoulders, and fitted black thigh-high stockings tucked into buckled leather boots. Far below her dangling soles, the steeply pitched slate rooftops of an old town recede in atmospheric haze, emphasizing height. A giant pale-gold crescent moon sits behind her silhouette, throwing brilliant silver rim lighting across the edge of her hat, shoulders, and fluttering hair, while crackling crimson and orange magical sparks erupt from the straw tail of the broom, casting flickering warm amber light upward along her legs and the underside of her chin. Loose fiery embers trail backward in a curved arc against the direction of flight, their miniature glows reflecting faintly on the slick patent leather of her boots. Fierce, mischievously defiant.
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