Empress Force
매개변수 표시
- 원본 프롬프트
- 宇宙の果ての宇宙船の中にいる狼少年
- 모드
- pro
- 품질 태그
- ﹝프롬프트﹞
- 크기
- 1104 x 1824
- 제외 조건
- lowres, worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, explicit, (nsfw:1.2),(nude:1.6),(nipple:1.2),naked
프롬프트 도우미
모델 및 LoRA 사용
비슷한 작품
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1boy, solo, wolf boy, animal ears, wolf ears, wolf tail, messy hair, spiky hair, amber eyes, slit pupils, fangs, open mouth, crouching, perched, bare feet, sleeveless tunic, rope belt, arm wraps, tooth necklace, inside spaceship, observation deck, futuristic cockpit, control console, illuminated buttons, panoramic window, view of outer space, edge of the universe, cosmic void, singularity, nebula, deep space, low angle, wide shot, leaning forward, hand on glass
Low-angle wide shot looking up within the darkened observation cupola of an interstellar spacecraft. A lone wolf boy perches in an agile squat on the backrest of a heavy metal control seat, the balls of his bare feet and gripping toes braced against the cold alloy frame. He leans his weight forward toward the curving glass, his torso clad in a sleeveless charcoal-grey woven tunic bound with a coarse rope cord, forearms bound in dark linen wraps, and a thin leather thong bearing a single carved tooth resting flat at the hollow of his throat. Two pointed, fur-lined wolf ears swivel alertly atop his unkempt dark brown hair, while a thick, bushy wolf tail curls upward in counterweight behind his hips. One hand presses flat against the interior pane of the reinforced viewport, his sharp golden eyes with contracted slit pupils locked in wide-eyed fascination on the cosmic expanse beyond, lips slightly parted to reveal a sharp upper fang. Beyond the sweeping panoramic dome lies the boundary at the end of the universe: an absolute, abyssal void where dying galaxies unravel into iridescent ribbons of turquoise and violet cosmic gas around a distant, quiescent singularity. Cold starlight and celestial nebula emissions flood through the transparent shield, casting crisp cyan rim light across the boy's cheekbones, hair tufts, and shoulders, while the interior cabin remains in deep shadow punctuated only by tiny amber and muted teal status LEDs on the instrument consoles. Five round rings of fading condensation mark the freezing glass where his warm fingertips touch, and a pair of loose metal washers drift suspended mid-air in the faint microgravity beside his knee. Cosmic wonder.
Empress Force
1boy, solo, wolf boy, animal ears, wolf ears, wolf tail, messy hair, spiky hair, amber eyes, slit pupils, fangs, open mouth, crouching, perched, bare feet, sleeveless tunic, rope belt, arm wraps, tooth necklace, inside spaceship, observation deck, futuristic cockpit, control console, illuminated buttons, panoramic window, view of outer space, edge of the universe, cosmic void, singularity, nebula, deep space, low angle, wide shot, leaning forward, hand on glass
Low-angle wide shot looking up within the darkened observation cupola of an interstellar spacecraft. A lone wolf boy perches in an agile squat on the backrest of a heavy metal control seat, the balls of his bare feet and gripping toes braced against the cold alloy frame. He leans his weight forward toward the curving glass, his torso clad in a sleeveless charcoal-grey woven tunic bound with a coarse rope cord, forearms bound in dark linen wraps, and a thin leather thong bearing a single carved tooth resting flat at the hollow of his throat. Two pointed, fur-lined wolf ears swivel alertly atop his unkempt dark brown hair, while a thick, bushy wolf tail curls upward in counterweight behind his hips. One hand presses flat against the interior pane of the reinforced viewport, his sharp golden eyes with contracted slit pupils locked in wide-eyed fascination on the cosmic expanse beyond, lips slightly parted to reveal a sharp upper fang. Beyond the sweeping panoramic dome lies the boundary at the end of the universe: an absolute, abyssal void where dying galaxies unravel into iridescent ribbons of turquoise and violet cosmic gas around a distant, quiescent singularity. Cold starlight and celestial nebula emissions flood through the transparent shield, casting crisp cyan rim light across the boy's cheekbones, hair tufts, and shoulders, while the interior cabin remains in deep shadow punctuated only by tiny amber and muted teal status LEDs on the instrument consoles. Five round rings of fading condensation mark the freezing glass where his warm fingertips touch, and a pair of loose metal washers drift suspended mid-air in the faint microgravity beside his knee. Cosmic wonder.
Empress Force
1boy, solo, wolf boy, animal ears, wolf ears, wolf tail, messy hair, spiky hair, amber eyes, slit pupils, fangs, open mouth, crouching, perched, bare feet, sleeveless tunic, rope belt, arm wraps, tooth necklace, inside spaceship, observation deck, futuristic cockpit, control console, illuminated buttons, panoramic window, view of outer space, edge of the universe, cosmic void, singularity, nebula, deep space, low angle, wide shot, leaning forward, hand on glass
Low-angle wide shot looking up within the darkened observation cupola of an interstellar spacecraft. A lone wolf boy perches in an agile squat on the backrest of a heavy metal control seat, the balls of his bare feet and gripping toes braced against the cold alloy frame. He leans his weight forward toward the curving glass, his torso clad in a sleeveless charcoal-grey woven tunic bound with a coarse rope cord, forearms bound in dark linen wraps, and a thin leather thong bearing a single carved tooth resting flat at the hollow of his throat. Two pointed, fur-lined wolf ears swivel alertly atop his unkempt dark brown hair, while a thick, bushy wolf tail curls upward in counterweight behind his hips. One hand presses flat against the interior pane of the reinforced viewport, his sharp golden eyes with contracted slit pupils locked in wide-eyed fascination on the cosmic expanse beyond, lips slightly parted to reveal a sharp upper fang. Beyond the sweeping panoramic dome lies the boundary at the end of the universe: an absolute, abyssal void where dying galaxies unravel into iridescent ribbons of turquoise and violet cosmic gas around a distant, quiescent singularity. Cold starlight and celestial nebula emissions flood through the transparent shield, casting crisp cyan rim light across the boy's cheekbones, hair tufts, and shoulders, while the interior cabin remains in deep shadow punctuated only by tiny amber and muted teal status LEDs on the instrument consoles. Five round rings of fading condensation mark the freezing glass where his warm fingertips touch, and a pair of loose metal washers drift suspended mid-air in the faint microgravity beside his knee. Cosmic wonder.
Empress Force
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