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Ichigo Hitofuri

Arte IA di 白武遼 su PixAI. Creato con Tsubaki.3 Flash.

#Ichigo Hitofuri
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白武遼

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character: ichigo_hitofuri 1boy, 4boys, 5boys total, surrounded from four sides, back alley, alley between two brick buildings, handsome man with beautiful face, slender waist, glossy lips, short blue hair, aqua hair, yellow eyes, white gloves, military uniform, cape, necktie, tall stature, black hair, long black hair, sexy attractive bodies, slim muscular build, bare arms, erotic beautiful-boy combatant, kiss attack, kissing, being kissed on the cheek, being kissed on the neck, grabbing chin, hand on jaw, hands on shoulders, losing to the kisses, overwhelmed, closed eyes, blush, half-closed eyes, parted lips, tilt head, wet lips, glistening lips, alley wall behind, brick wall, from below, close-up, dutch angle, dramatic angle, dim light, chiaroscuro, night, moody atmosphere, A low, tilted dutch-angle close-up looks up from below into the tight space of a back alley at night, the near brick wall slanting across the top of the frame. In the center stands the blue-haired man, tall and elegant in his white-gloved military uniform and necktie, the cape fallen open at his shoulders; his face is classically handsome, his waist narrow under the tailored coat, and his lips catch the light with a glossy sheen. Four tall black-haired young men in close-fitting dark combat gear press in on him from all four sides: one on the left hand at his jaw, cupping his chin; one at his right leaning in to kiss the corner of his mouth; one behind his shoulder, mouth at the side of his neck, one shoulder of his glove-hand pressing down on the white-gloved hand's wrist; one cropped in the shadowed foreground at the lower right, face turned up into the gap. Their bodies are lean, shaped and bare-armed, angular and sensual, and each leans inward so the five figures form a tight sculptural knot with no gaps between them. The blue-haired man is losing: his eyes are half-closed behind lowered lashes that flutter, his head tilted back and to one side, cheeks flushed, lips parted and glistening as two of the kisses land on cheek and neck. His right white-gloved hand has risen halfway, fingers curled loosely near the black-haired man's collar without closing, while one black-haired man's hand has closed over his wrist. Behind the group the alley runs shallow into darkness. A single cold overhead lamp slung on a wire burns as the one light source, hard highlights on wet brick, glossy lips and the white gloves, deep blue-black shadows swallowing the far end; a faint rim of warm city light catches the silhouettes from the side. Palette held to cold steel-blue alley brick, black hair and dark gear, the crack of white glove and pale skin under the lamp, and a flush of heat at the lips. Wet reflections on the mud-slick ground show only the upward-facing surfaces catching light. Moody, breathless.
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路地裏、一期一振（ハンサムで顔が容姿端麗、ウエストが細く、光沢がある唇を持つカッコいい）に四方からカッコいいセクシーな体の黒髪の長身美形があり、色気のある美少年戦闘員のキス責めに負けたカッコいい一期一振。
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1104 x 1824
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character: ichigo_hitofuri back alley, 5 boys, yaoi, kiss, multiple boys, group, tall male, short blue hair, aqua hair, yellow eyes, handsome, beautiful face, refined features, slim waist, glossy lips, wet lips, cool expression, overwhelmed, eyes half-closed, blush, parted lips, white gloves, military uniform, cape, necktie, black hair, tall stature, muscular, sexy body, beautiful young men, combatant, form-fitting bodysuit, metallic gauntlets, visor, leaning forward, kissing, hands on his shoulders, hands on his waist, hand cupping his cheek, tilted head, from below, dutch angle, close-up, foreshortening, looking at another, looking down at viewer, depth of field, night, dim light, brick wall, narrow alley, The camera sits low and slightly off-axis, tilted a few degrees so the alley's brick walls converge above the group — a dutch angle from below, close-in, so the five figures crowd the top of the frame and the wet cobbles tilt away at the bottom edge. In the centre stands the swordsman with short aqua-blue hair and yellow eyes, tall, his waist drawn in by the fitted military uniform, white gloves flexed, the cape fallen back off one shoulder, and the necktie pulled loose by an impatient hand. His face is the still point of the picture: refined handsome features, glossy lips parted and wet from the kiss just broken, a single strand of aqua hair stuck to the corner of his mouth. His cool composure is only now cracking — eyelids heavy and half-lowered, a flush rising high on both cheekbones, chin lifted and turned a little to his left, breath held. He is not resisting. Four tall young men with black hair close in on him from the four directions of the alley and press him between them: one at his right shoulder, fingers curled into the epaulette of his uniform; one at his left, gloved hand flat on the small of his back; one in front and to his right, cupping his jaw and leaning in to take his mouth again, nose nearly touching his cheek; one at his left ear, lips brushed to the temple behind the fall of blue hair. Their athletic bodies are lean and muscular under dark fitted clothes, shoulders and forearms showing, each angled inward so the group reads as a knot with the swordsman at its centre. The fifth, the combatant, is crouched low in the left foreground against the wet brick — form-fitting bodysuit dark and close to the body, gold-trimmed visor catching the one warm light, metallic gauntlets braced on his knee — head tipped back, eyes fixed up at the swordsman's mouth in open anticipation. Only light bounces off the wet stone and the wet lips: a single lamp further down the alley rim-lights the four black-haired heads from behind, throws their faces into half-shadow, and puts a long highlight down the swordsman's lower lip and the bridge of the visor. The palette stays close to wet night — deep blue-black, brick brown, the pale aqua of his hair and the gold edge of the visor as the only colour events. A thin thread of rain water runs down the alley's centre seam and pools where the cobbles dip, mirroring the lamp in a broken bright streak. Tense, sultry.
白武遼
AI artwork
白
character: ichigo_hitofuri back alley, 5 boys, yaoi, kiss, multiple boys, group, tall male, short blue hair, aqua hair, yellow eyes, handsome, beautiful face, refined features, slim waist, glossy lips, wet lips, cool expression, overwhelmed, eyes half-closed, blush, parted lips, white gloves, military uniform, cape, necktie, black hair, tall stature, muscular, sexy body, beautiful young men, combatant, form-fitting bodysuit, metallic gauntlets, visor, leaning forward, kissing, hands on his shoulders, hands on his waist, hand cupping his cheek, tilted head, from below, dutch angle, close-up, foreshortening, looking at another, looking down at viewer, depth of field, night, dim light, brick wall, narrow alley, The camera sits low and slightly off-axis, tilted a few degrees so the alley's brick walls converge above the group — a dutch angle from below, close-in, so the five figures crowd the top of the frame and the wet cobbles tilt away at the bottom edge. In the centre stands the swordsman with short aqua-blue hair and yellow eyes, tall, his waist drawn in by the fitted military uniform, white gloves flexed, the cape fallen back off one shoulder, and the necktie pulled loose by an impatient hand. His face is the still point of the picture: refined handsome features, glossy lips parted and wet from the kiss just broken, a single strand of aqua hair stuck to the corner of his mouth. His cool composure is only now cracking — eyelids heavy and half-lowered, a flush rising high on both cheekbones, chin lifted and turned a little to his left, breath held. He is not resisting. Four tall young men with black hair close in on him from the four directions of the alley and press him between them: one at his right shoulder, fingers curled into the epaulette of his uniform; one at his left, gloved hand flat on the small of his back; one in front and to his right, cupping his jaw and leaning in to take his mouth again, nose nearly touching his cheek; one at his left ear, lips brushed to the temple behind the fall of blue hair. Their athletic bodies are lean and muscular under dark fitted clothes, shoulders and forearms showing, each angled inward so the group reads as a knot with the swordsman at its centre. The fifth, the combatant, is crouched low in the left foreground against the wet brick — form-fitting bodysuit dark and close to the body, gold-trimmed visor catching the one warm light, metallic gauntlets braced on his knee — head tipped back, eyes fixed up at the swordsman's mouth in open anticipation. Only light bounces off the wet stone and the wet lips: a single lamp further down the alley rim-lights the four black-haired heads from behind, throws their faces into half-shadow, and puts a long highlight down the swordsman's lower lip and the bridge of the visor. The palette stays close to wet night — deep blue-black, brick brown, the pale aqua of his hair and the gold edge of the visor as the only colour events. A thin thread of rain water runs down the alley's centre seam and pools where the cobbles dip, mirroring the lamp in a broken bright streak. Tense, sultry.
白武遼
#Ichigo Hitofuri#Hubert von Vestra
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白
character: ichigo_hitofuri back alley, 5 boys, yaoi, kiss, multiple boys, group, tall male, short blue hair, aqua hair, yellow eyes, handsome, beautiful face, refined features, slim waist, glossy lips, wet lips, cool expression, overwhelmed, eyes half-closed, blush, parted lips, white gloves, military uniform, cape, necktie, black hair, tall stature, muscular, sexy body, beautiful young men, combatant, form-fitting bodysuit, metallic gauntlets, visor, leaning forward, kissing, hands on his shoulders, hands on his waist, hand cupping his cheek, tilted head, from below, dutch angle, close-up, foreshortening, looking at another, looking down at viewer, depth of field, night, dim light, brick wall, narrow alley, The camera sits low and slightly off-axis, tilted a few degrees so the alley's brick walls converge above the group — a dutch angle from below, close-in, so the five figures crowd the top of the frame and the wet cobbles tilt away at the bottom edge. In the centre stands the swordsman with short aqua-blue hair and yellow eyes, tall, his waist drawn in by the fitted military uniform, white gloves flexed, the cape fallen back off one shoulder, and the necktie pulled loose by an impatient hand. His face is the still point of the picture: refined handsome features, glossy lips parted and wet from the kiss just broken, a single strand of aqua hair stuck to the corner of his mouth. His cool composure is only now cracking — eyelids heavy and half-lowered, a flush rising high on both cheekbones, chin lifted and turned a little to his left, breath held. He is not resisting. Four tall young men with black hair close in on him from the four directions of the alley and press him between them: one at his right shoulder, fingers curled into the epaulette of his uniform; one at his left, gloved hand flat on the small of his back; one in front and to his right, cupping his jaw and leaning in to take his mouth again, nose nearly touching his cheek; one at his left ear, lips brushed to the temple behind the fall of blue hair. Their athletic bodies are lean and muscular under dark fitted clothes, shoulders and forearms showing, each angled inward so the group reads as a knot with the swordsman at its centre. The fifth, the combatant, is crouched low in the left foreground against the wet brick — form-fitting bodysuit dark and close to the body, gold-trimmed visor catching the one warm light, metallic gauntlets braced on his knee — head tipped back, eyes fixed up at the swordsman's mouth in open anticipation. Only light bounces off the wet stone and the wet lips: a single lamp further down the alley rim-lights the four black-haired heads from behind, throws their faces into half-shadow, and puts a long highlight down the swordsman's lower lip and the bridge of the visor. The palette stays close to wet night — deep blue-black, brick brown, the pale aqua of his hair and the gold edge of the visor as the only colour events. A thin thread of rain water runs down the alley's centre seam and pools where the cobbles dip, mirroring the lamp in a broken bright streak. Tense, sultry.
白武遼
#Ichigo Hitofuri
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character: ichigo_hitofuri back alley, 5 boys, yaoi, kiss, multiple boys, group, tall male, short blue hair, aqua hair, yellow eyes, handsome, beautiful face, refined features, slim waist, glossy lips, wet lips, cool expression, overwhelmed, eyes half-closed, blush, parted lips, white gloves, military uniform, cape, necktie, black hair, tall stature, muscular, sexy body, beautiful young men, combatant, form-fitting bodysuit, metallic gauntlets, visor, leaning forward, kissing, hands on his shoulders, hands on his waist, hand cupping his cheek, tilted head, from below, dutch angle, close-up, foreshortening, looking at another, looking down at viewer, depth of field, night, dim light, brick wall, narrow alley, The camera sits low and slightly off-axis, tilted a few degrees so the alley's brick walls converge above the group — a dutch angle from below, close-in, so the five figures crowd the top of the frame and the wet cobbles tilt away at the bottom edge. In the centre stands the swordsman with short aqua-blue hair and yellow eyes, tall, his waist drawn in by the fitted military uniform, white gloves flexed, the cape fallen back off one shoulder, and the necktie pulled loose by an impatient hand. His face is the still point of the picture: refined handsome features, glossy lips parted and wet from the kiss just broken, a single strand of aqua hair stuck to the corner of his mouth. His cool composure is only now cracking — eyelids heavy and half-lowered, a flush rising high on both cheekbones, chin lifted and turned a little to his left, breath held. He is not resisting. Four tall young men with black hair close in on him from the four directions of the alley and press him between them: one at his right shoulder, fingers curled into the epaulette of his uniform; one at his left, gloved hand flat on the small of his back; one in front and to his right, cupping his jaw and leaning in to take his mouth again, nose nearly touching his cheek; one at his left ear, lips brushed to the temple behind the fall of blue hair. Their athletic bodies are lean and muscular under dark fitted clothes, shoulders and forearms showing, each angled inward so the group reads as a knot with the swordsman at its centre. The fifth, the combatant, is crouched low in the left foreground against the wet brick — form-fitting bodysuit dark and close to the body, gold-trimmed visor catching the one warm light, metallic gauntlets braced on his knee — head tipped back, eyes fixed up at the swordsman's mouth in open anticipation. Only light bounces off the wet stone and the wet lips: a single lamp further down the alley rim-lights the four black-haired heads from behind, throws their faces into half-shadow, and puts a long highlight down the swordsman's lower lip and the bridge of the visor. The palette stays close to wet night — deep blue-black, brick brown, the pale aqua of his hair and the gold edge of the visor as the only colour events. A thin thread of rain water runs down the alley's centre seam and pools where the cobbles dip, mirroring the lamp in a broken bright streak. Tense, sultry.
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