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John Smith

Just like trying out prompts or see what comes out. I like familiar characters and don't try too hard to make it best quality when only a few words work out. It's anyone's guess what comes out anyway.

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character: lana_(pokemon), copyright: pokemon 1girl, solo, lana_(pokemon), blue_hair, short_hair, hairband, blue_eyes, bright_pupils, cowboy shot, from behind, looking back, turning, undressing, taking off shirt, shirt lift, back, one eye closed, ;p, tongue out, closed mouth, teasing, smug, light smile, blush, blue sailor collar, sleeveless shirt, blue_pants, swimsuit under clothes, sandals, arms up, hands at hem, looking at viewer, outdoors, sunny seaside, beach, ocean, day, blue sky, white clouds, seductive_smile, playful, warm light, rim light, The camera sits behind her right shoulder at cowboy-shot height, framing her from mid-thigh to just above her hairband, so the shot opens on her turning away and looking back. Her torso has already swung mostly away from the lens while her head rotates over her left shoulder, chin dropped toward it, and her one visible eye — the left — is shut in a hard squeeze while the right stays wide and snaps back at the viewer past the turn of her cheek, bright pupil catching the sun; her blue eyes and short blue hair swing with the motion, strands lifted and flicked across her brow, the hairband tilted a half-degree off level by the spin. Her tongue pokes out past closed lips and presses flat into the left corner of her mouth, the lips sealed shut around it, the smirk behind the gesture lopsided and smug. Both arms are raised, elbows bent out to either side, and both hands grip the hem of her sleeveless shirt at her ribs; the shirt is already hauled up and off her shoulders so the fabric bunches and twists around her wrists, collar riding up at her nape, one side peeled past her upper back and the other still hanging on the last flare of her sleeve. The blue sailor collar flips up and back over the lifted fabric, its stripes catching the light. Underneath, the swimsuit strap crosses her back and the waistband of her blue pants sits where the shirt has pulled clear of it; her hips are canted to the left with the weight on the left leg, the right heel lifted half off the sand, and the whole twist travels from her planted hip up through the rolled shoulder and out through the turned head. The lifted shirt is the revealer of the turn: it bellies and tapers in the sea breeze, its loose hem trailing a beat behind her spin. She stands barefoot in the sandals at the water's edge on a beach, low dunes and a scatter of smooth stones behind her falling away to a flat horizon; the sea fills the upper left of the frame in a bright band and the sky makes up the rest, two thin clouds and hard noon light. The sun is high and behind the camera's left, so it rakes her right shoulder and the raised white fabric with a warm white rim, leaving her turned-away face and the small of her back in a clean soft shadow; the wet sand at her feet mirrors the sky and her silhouette stands darker and softer than she is. Palette held to sea blue, sun-bleached white, warm sand beige and the tan of her skin, nothing else admitted. Bright, sun-warmed, effortlessly playful.
Nov 13, 2026 12:44 AM
#Pokémon#Pokémon Sol y Luna#Nereida
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character: lana_(pokemon), copyright: pokemon 1girl, solo, lana_(pokemon), blue_hair, short_hair, hairband, blue_eyes, bright_pupils, cowboy shot, from behind, looking back, turning, undressing, taking off shirt, shirt lift, back, one eye closed, ;p, tongue out, closed mouth, teasing, smug, light smile, blush, blue sailor collar, sleeveless shirt, blue_pants, swimsuit under clothes, sandals, arms up, hands at hem, looking at viewer, outdoors, sunny seaside, beach, ocean, day, blue sky, white clouds, seductive_smile, playful, warm light, rim light, The camera sits behind her right shoulder at cowboy-shot height, framing her from mid-thigh to just above her hairband, so the shot opens on her turning away and looking back. Her torso has already swung mostly away from the lens while her head rotates over her left shoulder, chin dropped toward it, and her one visible eye — the left — is shut in a hard squeeze while the right stays wide and snaps back at the viewer past the turn of her cheek, bright pupil catching the sun; her blue eyes and short blue hair swing with the motion, strands lifted and flicked across her brow, the hairband tilted a half-degree off level by the spin. Her tongue pokes out past closed lips and presses flat into the left corner of her mouth, the lips sealed shut around it, the smirk behind the gesture lopsided and smug. Both arms are raised, elbows bent out to either side, and both hands grip the hem of her sleeveless shirt at her ribs; the shirt is already hauled up and off her shoulders so the fabric bunches and twists around her wrists, collar riding up at her nape, one side peeled past her upper back and the other still hanging on the last flare of her sleeve. The blue sailor collar flips up and back over the lifted fabric, its stripes catching the light. Underneath, the swimsuit strap crosses her back and the waistband of her blue pants sits where the shirt has pulled clear of it; her hips are canted to the left with the weight on the left leg, the right heel lifted half off the sand, and the whole twist travels from her planted hip up through the rolled shoulder and out through the turned head. The lifted shirt is the revealer of the turn: it bellies and tapers in the sea breeze, its loose hem trailing a beat behind her spin. She stands barefoot in the sandals at the water's edge on a beach, low dunes and a scatter of smooth stones behind her falling away to a flat horizon; the sea fills the upper left of the frame in a bright band and the sky makes up the rest, two thin clouds and hard noon light. The sun is high and behind the camera's left, so it rakes her right shoulder and the raised white fabric with a warm white rim, leaving her turned-away face and the small of her back in a clean soft shadow; the wet sand at her feet mirrors the sky and her silhouette stands darker and softer than she is. Palette held to sea blue, sun-bleached white, warm sand beige and the tan of her skin, nothing else admitted. Bright, sun-warmed, effortlessly playful.
Nov 13, 2026 12:44 AM
#Pokémon#Pokémon Sol y Luna#Nereida
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character: lana_(pokemon), copyright: pokemon 1girl, solo, lana_(pokemon), blue_hair, short_hair, hairband, blue_eyes, bright_pupils, cowboy shot, from behind, looking back, turning, undressing, taking off shirt, shirt lift, back, one eye closed, ;p, tongue out, closed mouth, teasing, smug, light smile, blush, blue sailor collar, sleeveless shirt, blue_pants, swimsuit under clothes, sandals, arms up, hands at hem, looking at viewer, outdoors, sunny seaside, beach, ocean, day, blue sky, white clouds, seductive_smile, playful, warm light, rim light, The camera sits behind her right shoulder at cowboy-shot height, framing her from mid-thigh to just above her hairband, so the shot opens on her turning away and looking back. Her torso has already swung mostly away from the lens while her head rotates over her left shoulder, chin dropped toward it, and her one visible eye — the left — is shut in a hard squeeze while the right stays wide and snaps back at the viewer past the turn of her cheek, bright pupil catching the sun; her blue eyes and short blue hair swing with the motion, strands lifted and flicked across her brow, the hairband tilted a half-degree off level by the spin. Her tongue pokes out past closed lips and presses flat into the left corner of her mouth, the lips sealed shut around it, the smirk behind the gesture lopsided and smug. Both arms are raised, elbows bent out to either side, and both hands grip the hem of her sleeveless shirt at her ribs; the shirt is already hauled up and off her shoulders so the fabric bunches and twists around her wrists, collar riding up at her nape, one side peeled past her upper back and the other still hanging on the last flare of her sleeve. The blue sailor collar flips up and back over the lifted fabric, its stripes catching the light. Underneath, the swimsuit strap crosses her back and the waistband of her blue pants sits where the shirt has pulled clear of it; her hips are canted to the left with the weight on the left leg, the right heel lifted half off the sand, and the whole twist travels from her planted hip up through the rolled shoulder and out through the turned head. The lifted shirt is the revealer of the turn: it bellies and tapers in the sea breeze, its loose hem trailing a beat behind her spin. She stands barefoot in the sandals at the water's edge on a beach, low dunes and a scatter of smooth stones behind her falling away to a flat horizon; the sea fills the upper left of the frame in a bright band and the sky makes up the rest, two thin clouds and hard noon light. The sun is high and behind the camera's left, so it rakes her right shoulder and the raised white fabric with a warm white rim, leaving her turned-away face and the small of her back in a clean soft shadow; the wet sand at her feet mirrors the sky and her silhouette stands darker and softer than she is. Palette held to sea blue, sun-bleached white, warm sand beige and the tan of her skin, nothing else admitted. Bright, sun-warmed, effortlessly playful.
Nov 13, 2026 12:44 AM
#Pokémon#Pokémon#Pokémon Sol y Luna
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character: lana_(pokemon), copyright: pokemon 1girl, solo, lana_(pokemon), blue_hair, short_hair, hairband, blue_eyes, bright_pupils, cowboy shot, from behind, looking back, turning, undressing, taking off shirt, shirt lift, back, one eye closed, ;p, tongue out, closed mouth, teasing, smug, light smile, blush, blue sailor collar, sleeveless shirt, blue_pants, swimsuit under clothes, sandals, arms up, hands at hem, looking at viewer, outdoors, sunny seaside, beach, ocean, day, blue sky, white clouds, seductive_smile, playful, warm light, rim light, The camera sits behind her right shoulder at cowboy-shot height, framing her from mid-thigh to just above her hairband, so the shot opens on her turning away and looking back. Her torso has already swung mostly away from the lens while her head rotates over her left shoulder, chin dropped toward it, and her one visible eye — the left — is shut in a hard squeeze while the right stays wide and snaps back at the viewer past the turn of her cheek, bright pupil catching the sun; her blue eyes and short blue hair swing with the motion, strands lifted and flicked across her brow, the hairband tilted a half-degree off level by the spin. Her tongue pokes out past closed lips and presses flat into the left corner of her mouth, the lips sealed shut around it, the smirk behind the gesture lopsided and smug. Both arms are raised, elbows bent out to either side, and both hands grip the hem of her sleeveless shirt at her ribs; the shirt is already hauled up and off her shoulders so the fabric bunches and twists around her wrists, collar riding up at her nape, one side peeled past her upper back and the other still hanging on the last flare of her sleeve. The blue sailor collar flips up and back over the lifted fabric, its stripes catching the light. Underneath, the swimsuit strap crosses her back and the waistband of her blue pants sits where the shirt has pulled clear of it; her hips are canted to the left with the weight on the left leg, the right heel lifted half off the sand, and the whole twist travels from her planted hip up through the rolled shoulder and out through the turned head. The lifted shirt is the revealer of the turn: it bellies and tapers in the sea breeze, its loose hem trailing a beat behind her spin. She stands barefoot in the sandals at the water's edge on a beach, low dunes and a scatter of smooth stones behind her falling away to a flat horizon; the sea fills the upper left of the frame in a bright band and the sky makes up the rest, two thin clouds and hard noon light. The sun is high and behind the camera's left, so it rakes her right shoulder and the raised white fabric with a warm white rim, leaving her turned-away face and the small of her back in a clean soft shadow; the wet sand at her feet mirrors the sky and her silhouette stands darker and softer than she is. Palette held to sea blue, sun-bleached white, warm sand beige and the tan of her skin, nothing else admitted. Bright, sun-warmed, effortlessly playful.
Nov 13, 2026 12:44 AM
#Pokémon#Pokémon Sol y Luna#Nereida
AI artwork
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character: darjeeling_(girls_und_panzer), copyright: girls_und_panzer solo, 1girl, foreshortening, side angle, leaning towards viewer, standing, turning head, looking at viewer, smile, half-closed eyes, (masterpiece:1.2), (best quality:1.2), (amazing quality:1.2), (beautiful eyes), (detailed eyes:1.2), sharp focus, cinematic lighting, short hair, blonde hair, twin braids, nape braid, braid, blue eyes, st. gloriana's school uniform, white shirt, blue sweater, long sleeves, black necktie, blue pleated skirt, miniskirt, black pantyhose, skirt lift, pantyhose pull, white panties peak, legs, thighs, dark room, bedroom, Side angle, camera set low and just off her left hip so the near thigh fills the bottom third of the frame and the figure recedes up and away in steep foreshortening: a short-haired blonde girl stands in a dark bedroom, angling her body towards the lens. Her weight rides on her right leg, the left knee soft and turned slightly inward; the near hip pushes forward while her shoulders stay back, so her torso slants towards the viewer while her chest and waist read as a shallow curve under the sweater. Her head turns back across her shoulder in a suggestive half-turn, chin dropped and tilted, both eyes fixed on the viewer through low half-closed lids, one brow faintly raised; her mouth carries a small knowing smile, lips closed at one corner and barely parted at the other. Her blonde hair is cut short and pulled into twin braids, with a third braid wrapped horizontally around the nape so that the short hair at the crown and temples stays sleek against her skull; the two side braids swing forward past her jaw as her head turns, their tied ends lifting slightly clear of her collar. She wears the St. Gloriana's uniform exactly: a white wing-collared shirt buttoned to the throat beneath a navy V-neck blue sweater with long sleeves ending at her wrists, a black necktie knotted snug and hanging flat down the sweater's V, and a blue pleated miniskirt whose hem sits high on her thighs. Black pantyhose sheathes both legs from waist to toes, the knit drawing tight over the front of her thighs where the low camera compresses them. One of her hands is at work: fingers of her right hand pinch and lift the pleated blue hem of the skirt outward and slightly up, the fabric fanning and its knife pleats opening in a hard accordion; her left hand is lower and further back on her near thigh, thumb hooked into the waistband of the black pantyhose, tugging the elastic band a short way out and down from her hip so the knit puckers into fine horizontal creases below it and the pale edge of white panties shows as a small, clean triangular peek against her skin just under that stretched band. Her left thumb presses a local dent into the elastic; the pantyhose leg below pulls taut and glossy where her weight stretches it. Feet planted slightly apart, one heel lifted a fraction off the floorboards. The light comes from a single small warm lamp behind her left shoulder at hip height on a bedside table, out of frame behind her thigh: it rims her braids, the top of her shoulder and the near curve of the lifted skirt in amber while her face and the front of her thighs fall into soft shadow, and a long warped shadow of her legs and skirt stretches across the floorboards away from the lamp with the pleat pattern broken into stripes. Beyond the lamp's pool the bedroom is nearly black, with only the faintest lifted edge of a bed's rumpled duvet and one dark picture frame barely legible in the background. Palette held to warm amber, deep navy-blue, black and the pale white of her collar and shirt, nothing else admitted. Quiet provocateur mood, tenderly wicked.
Nov 10, 2026 1:14 AM
#Girls und Panzer#Darjeeling
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