AI art "芝生の上の(非)恋人密語" featuring #Yuri, #Renako Amaori, #There's No Way I Can Have a Lover! *Or Maybe There Is!?* and #Sena Ajisai
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芝生の上の(非)恋人密語

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#Yuri#Renako Amaori#There's No Way I Can Have a Lover! *Or Maybe There Is!?*#Sena Ajisai
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Su PixAI i prompt sono pubblici per impostazione predefinita, ma i creator possono nasconderli in qualsiasi opera pubblicano. Chi ha creato quest'opera ha scelto di farlo, quindi le parole usate per generare l'immagine restano private e può vederle solo lui. Nascondere il prompt non cambia nient'altro: l'opera resta pubblica e puoi metterle mi piace, commentarla e condividerla come sempre.
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character: sakayanagi_arisu, amasawa_ichika 2girls, yuri, intimacy, embrace, close-up, from above, face-to-face, looking at each other, blush, flustered, parted lips, white hair, pale lilac hair, single side braid, long hair, purple eyes, collared shirt, pink hair, coral twintails, hair ribbon, amber eyes, open blazer, hand on cheek, hand on lapel, indoor, warm afternoon light, slanting sunlight, depth of field Seen from slightly above in an intimate close-up framing, two schoolgirls are caught in a breathless, close-contact embrace on an indoor couch. On the right, leaning down over the other, is a girl with vibrant coral-pink hair tied into loose twintails with dark ribbons, her warm amber eyes locked intently on her companion's face while a radiant, vivid pink blush warms her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Her crimson school uniform blazer hangs open over a loose white shirt as her right hand braces against the dark fabric of the sofa cushion, while her left hand reaches forward to gently cradle the other girl's jawline, fingertips resting against the soft skin below the ear. Beneath her, reclining slightly back into the cushions, is a girl with fine, pale lilac-white hair styled with bangs between her eyes and a delicate side braid. Her usually composed violet eyes widen with vulnerability, her lips parted mid-breath, and a deep flush saturates her pale cheeks. Her slender hand reaches up to grasp the folded lapel of the crimson blazer, creasing the wool under her fingers as she holds the other girl close. Their foreheads almost touch, with only inches separating their lips. Golden late-afternoon sunlight pours through window blinds from the side, throwing crisp alternating stripes of amber illumination and soft shadow that deform across the curves of their cheeks, throats, and folded collars, backlighting the loose floating wisps of hair suspended between their faces. The surrounding room recedes into a soft, blurred navy and mahogany background. Tender, breathless intimacy.
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