Mostra parametri
- Immissione richiesta originale
- (masterpiece, best quality:1.2), (finely detailed beautiful eyes:1.2), (highly detailed beautiful face), (ultra-detailed, intricate linework), (1boy), (solo portrait), (medium length black hair slicked back, fair skin, deep ruby red eyes, straight nose, slender build, relaxed posture, hands in pockets, wearing a black coat over a long sleeves black turtleneck, black pants), (anime style, bleach_tybw_style, cinematic lighting, dynamic shading, soft highlights), (front view, dramatic atmosphere, depth of field).
- Dimensione
- 1024 x 1024
- Passaggi di campionamento
- 25
- Metodo di campionamento
- Euler a
- Scala CFG
- 6
- Negativo
- worst quality, bad quality, very displeasing, displeasing, bad anatomy, artistic error, lowres, bad hands, signature, artist name, multiple views, variations, old, oldest, missing fingers, excess fingers, extra hands, excess hands
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Immagini simili
Mostra di più1man, solo, male focus, evil, evil smile, smirk, sinister, sharp eyes, narrow eyes, looking at viewer, slicked-back hair, black hair, high collar, black coat, long coat, open coat, button-up shirt, dark pants, low angle, from below, cowboy shot, dynamic angle, dramatic lighting, chiaroscuro, rim light, pitch-black background, seamless backdrop
From a low angle looking up, a cowboy shot captures a tall, sharp-featured man exuding ruthless malice. His jet-black hair is slicked tightly back from his forehead, exposing a pale, angular face with prominent cheekbones and a severe jawline. Beneath sharply furrowed, dark eyebrows, his narrow, cold grey eyes lock directly onto the viewer with predatory intent. A cruel, asymmetric smirk curls the right side of his thin lips, deepening the crease beside his mouth in a venomous sneer. His body is turned three-quarters away, but his head turns back toward the lens, chin lowered slightly so his gaze pierces upward through heavy eyelids. His weight is planted solidly on his rear foot, angling his hips back while his broad shoulders remain squared. His right hand rises to mid-chest height, fingers tensed and hooked in a poised, menacing claw, while his left arm hangs straight at his side, knuckles lightly brushed against his thigh. He wears a heavy, structured black overcoat with an exaggerated upright collar that frames his throat without touching his bare neck, worn unbuttoned over a fitted charcoal dress shirt and tailored black trousers. The stiff wool of the coat drapes from his shoulders down to his knees, resisting motion except for a slight outward flare at the rear hem. The environment is a seamless, pitch-black void with a polished obsidian floor. A single, harsh, cold-white key light strikes from high above his right side, carving razor-sharp shadows beneath his brow, nose, and collarbones, while the opposite side of his silhouette is delineated solely by a crisp blue-white rim light skimming along his slicked hair and shoulder seam. His dark silhouette casts a stark, unbroken shadow that projects diagonally forward across the floor, fading into the dark ground without light bleed. Cold malice.
ADITYA PAUL
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