Himiko Toga
매개변수 표시
- 원본 프롬프트
- toga himiko. Background is a crumbling street. On knees. Covered in black slime all over her body. Uncovering eye looking at viewer. serious face
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- pro
- 품질 태그
- ﹝프롬프트﹞
- 크기
- 944 x 1584
- 제외 조건
- lowres, worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, explicit
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The Return of Himiko Toga
Just Some Guy Who Likes Yanderes
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character: toga_himiko, A dramatic close-up shot from a low angle focusing on Toga Himiko, who stares intensely at the viewer with an unsettling expression. She has messy blonde hair styled into double buns with blunt bangs and sidelocks, yellow eyes with distinct slit pupils, and small fangs peeking from her slightly parted lips. She is dressed in a Japanese sailor school uniform, featuring a blue sailor collar with a red neckerchief and a beige cardigan over the long sleeves. Her hands are brought up near her face, with one hand gripping the edge of her collar and the other slightly curled in a tense, claw-like gesture. The background is a void of deep, heavy shadows, creating a claustrophobic feel. Harsh underlighting casts strong, dramatic shadows across her facial features, emphasizing the eerie mood. The visual style is a high-quality anime illustration with a dark, cinematic color palette and high contrast, conveying a sense of psychological tension.
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character: toga_himiko
1girl, solo, blonde hair, short hair, messy double bun, messy hair, blunt bangs, yellow eyes, slit pupils, dark circles under eyes, heavy blush, wide smile, open mouth, fangs, sharp teeth, oversized beige cardigan, sailor uniform, serafuku, navy sailor collar, red neckerchief, pleated skirt, extra-long sleeves, hands behind back, leaning forward, head tilt, dynamic angle, dutch angle, from above, medium close-up, looking at viewer, dim lighting, rim light, alleyway at night
Framed from slightly above at an off-kilter dutch angle, she leans steeply forward toward the lens with her weight pitched onto the balls of her feet, her shoulders hunched playfully as both hands stay clasped behind her lower back. Her head tilts sideways, eyes locked squarely on the viewer with vibrant golden-yellow irises and narrowed slit pupils framed by faint bruised shadows under the lower lids. Her mouth splits into an exaggerated, crescent-shaped grin that bares sharp, prominent canine fangs against her lower lip, accompanied by a bright crimson blush splashed across her nose and upper cheeks.
Her ash-blonde hair is bound into two voluminous, messy buns pinned high on the sides of her head, with dozens of jagged, unkempt tufts jutting outward irregularly, complemented by level blunt bangs cut straight across her brow and long side locks that brush her collarbones. She wears a thick, loose-knit beige cardigan that slips off her right shoulder, its oversized sleeves hanging limp and swinging freely past her hidden knuckles under the pull of gravity. Beneath the knitwear sits a dark navy sailor uniform with white linear trim on the broad collar, anchored at the sternum by a loosely knotted scarlet neckerchief, with the top of a dark pleated skirt visible at the waist.
The setting is a narrow, claustrophobic alleyway paved with damp asphalt that catches faint smeared reflections. A single overhead amber streetlamp rakes down from the upper right, tracing crisp golden rim lighting across the stray frizz of her hair and the texture of the wool cardigan, while deep indigo and plum shadows envelop the rough brickwork behind her. Playfully unhinged.
shadow
character: toga_himiko
1girl, solo, blonde hair, short hair, messy double bun, messy hair, blunt bangs, yellow eyes, slit pupils, dark circles under eyes, heavy blush, wide smile, open mouth, fangs, sharp teeth, oversized beige cardigan, sailor uniform, serafuku, navy sailor collar, red neckerchief, pleated skirt, extra-long sleeves, hands behind back, leaning forward, head tilt, dynamic angle, dutch angle, from above, medium close-up, looking at viewer, dim lighting, rim light, alleyway at night
Framed from slightly above at an off-kilter dutch angle, she leans steeply forward toward the lens with her weight pitched onto the balls of her feet, her shoulders hunched playfully as both hands stay clasped behind her lower back. Her head tilts sideways, eyes locked squarely on the viewer with vibrant golden-yellow irises and narrowed slit pupils framed by faint bruised shadows under the lower lids. Her mouth splits into an exaggerated, crescent-shaped grin that bares sharp, prominent canine fangs against her lower lip, accompanied by a bright crimson blush splashed across her nose and upper cheeks.
Her ash-blonde hair is bound into two voluminous, messy buns pinned high on the sides of her head, with dozens of jagged, unkempt tufts jutting outward irregularly, complemented by level blunt bangs cut straight across her brow and long side locks that brush her collarbones. She wears a thick, loose-knit beige cardigan that slips off her right shoulder, its oversized sleeves hanging limp and swinging freely past her hidden knuckles under the pull of gravity. Beneath the knitwear sits a dark navy sailor uniform with white linear trim on the broad collar, anchored at the sternum by a loosely knotted scarlet neckerchief, with the top of a dark pleated skirt visible at the waist.
The setting is a narrow, claustrophobic alleyway paved with damp asphalt that catches faint smeared reflections. A single overhead amber streetlamp rakes down from the upper right, tracing crisp golden rim lighting across the stray frizz of her hair and the texture of the wool cardigan, while deep indigo and plum shadows envelop the rough brickwork behind her. Playfully unhinged.
shadow
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