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- Fem izuku midoriya, long sleeve, closed mouth, upper body ,Onesie, Onesie over diaper, diaper under Onesie,bib, Sucking pacifier, Naked, diaper,ABDL,Diaper ,wet diaper, cabello largo, cabello de izuku midoriya, ojos verdes,
- Tag qualità
- high quality, year_2025, year_2024, ﹝Prompt﹞
- Dimensione
- 768 x 1280
- Passaggi di campionamento
- 25
- Metodo di campionamento
- Euler
- Scala CFG
- 4.5
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- bad quality, low quality, worst quality, lowres, nsfw, jpeg artifacts, scan artifacts, mosaic, cropped, error, fewer digits, bad reflection, bad composition, bad anatomy, bad hands, bad fingers, missing fingers, extra hands, extra legs, excess fingers, light particles, artist name, text, watermark, username, copyright name
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character: bakugou_katsuki, midoriya_izuku
2boys, cradling, holding another, sleeping, sleeping on chest, head on shoulder, from above, close-up, pacifier, pacifier in mouth, closed eyes, relaxed face, spiky hair, blonde hair, short hair, messy hair, dark green hair, freckles, green eyes, looking down, gentle smile, indoors, bed, blankets, soft lighting, warm lighting, tender
Viewed from slightly above in an intimate close-up, a boy with messy, dark green curls and faint freckles scattered across his cheeks sits cradling another youth securely in his arms. His arms wrap tenderly around the resting figure, with one hand gently cupping the upper back just below the nape, while the other supports his waist. His emerald green eyes gaze downward with an affectionate, peaceful expression, his lips curved into a soft, relieved half-smile. Tucked against his chest, a spiky ash-blonde youth sleeps in deep, tranquil surrender, his head tilted sideways to rest heavy against the hollow of the green-haired boy's neck and collarbone. His usually furrowed brow is entirely smooth, his eyes closed with pale lashes resting undisturbed against his cheeks. His lips are neatly and snugly sealed around the teat of a smooth pacifier, its rounded shield resting flush against the soft contours of his mouth. One of the blonde boy's hands lies slack and loosely curled against the chest of the other's dark shirt, creating gentle radiating creases in the fabric under the weight of his relaxed fingers. Warm, dim ambient light spills from a single low lamp off to the upper-left, casting an amber rim along the spikes of blonde hair and throwing soft, rounded shadows into the rumpled folds of the duvet beneath them. Tender, peaceful.
Princess Diani The FNAF Gal 2000
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midoriya_izuku, hadou_nejire, a tender and intimate moment unfolds in a softly lit bedroom bathed in moonlight filtering through sheer curtains. Izuku Midoriya, with his messy dark green hair and expressive emerald eyes, leans over Nejire Hado, his hands gently braced on either side of her head. His freckles are faintly visible under the pale glow, his expression a mix of hesitation and deep emotion. Nejire lies beneath him, her wavy blue hair spread across the pillows, her eyes wide with surprise and anticipation, lips slightly parted. She wears a delicate pale nightdress slipping off one shoulder, revealing her collarbone. One hand grips the bedsheet while the other lightly holds Izuku's wrist, anchoring them together. The air is thick with unspoken feelings, the sheets slightly rumpled around them as they share this quiet, vulnerable moment. The room is warm and shadowed, the outside world forgotten in this suspended instant of closeness.
? Destroy
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midoriya_izuku, hadou_nejire, a tender and intimate moment unfolds in a softly lit bedroom bathed in moonlight filtering through sheer curtains. Izuku Midoriya, with his messy dark green hair and expressive emerald eyes, leans over Nejire Hado, his hands gently braced on either side of her head. His freckles are faintly visible under the pale glow, his expression a mix of hesitation and deep emotion. Nejire lies beneath him, her wavy blue hair spread across the pillows, her eyes wide with surprise and anticipation, lips slightly parted. She wears a delicate pale nightdress slipping off one shoulder, revealing her collarbone. One hand grips the bedsheet while the other lightly holds Izuku's wrist, anchoring them together. The air is thick with unspoken feelings, the sheets slightly rumpled around them as they share this quiet, vulnerable moment. The room is warm and shadowed, the outside world forgotten in this suspended instant of closeness.
? Destroy
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Bakugou Katsuki and Deku Izuku Nap Time
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