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AI art "Fate/Grand Order:藤丸立香與謎之從者的曖昧瞬間" featuring #BL (비엘), #무릎 꿇기, #아래를 보다, #시스루, #망사 스타킹, #페이트 시리즈, #페이트/그랜드 오더, #후지마루 리츠카 (남성) and #남자 둘
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Fate/Grand Order:藤丸立香與謎之從者的曖昧瞬間

momo님의 AI 작품 'Fate/Grand Order:藤丸立香與謎之從者的曖昧瞬間'. PixAI에서 감상하세요. 태그: 후지마루 리츠카 (남성), 페이트 시리즈, 페이트/그랜드 오더. 사용 모델: Tsubaki.3.

這張《Fate/Grand Order》的藤丸立香(男)插畫真的讓我心跳加速!那種在昏暗室內流露出的微妙氛圍,完美捕捉了角色間令人著迷的張力。如果你也喜歡這種風格,請幫我點個讚並追蹤,期待在評論區看到你的想法,我會繼續分享更多作品的!

#BL (비엘)#무릎 꿇기#아래를 보다#시스루#망사 스타킹#페이트 시리즈#페이트/그랜드 오더#후지마루 리츠카 (남성)#남자 둘
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character: kadoc_zemlupus, fujimaru_ritsuka_(male) 2boys, fujimaru ritsuka (male), kadoc zemlupus, full body, full body in frame, erotic ninja outfit, fishnet, shibari-style rope harness, corrupted into feminine submission, feminized, submissive, kneeling, head tilted down, looking up, blush, half-closed eyes, black hair, short hair with long strands, hair over one eye, blue eyes, white hair, short messy hair, hair between eyes, yellow eyes, bare ears, no jewelry, bare throat, no necktie, standing, leaning back against a wall, one hand on the other's chest, arms at sides, parted lips, from below, dutch angle, wide shot, dim interior, single lantern light, red and black palette Dutch angle from below, a low wide shot that takes in both figures whole from the soles of their tabi boots to the crowns of their heads, the floor and the low ceiling of a narrow wooden corridor both pressing into the frame. On the right, Kadoc Zemlupus stands with his shoulder and hip flat against the dark wooden wall, one leg braced forward and the other bent behind him, his weight sunk into the braced leg, chest pushed out by the lean; his short white-grey hair falls in separated spikes between his eyes and against his cheekbone, and his yellow eyes are cast down and to his left, fixed on the other man. His erotic ninja outfit is a sleeveless black mesh-and-cloth shinobi cut: a close black chest wrap of layered fabric bound with crossed cords, fishnet sleeves running from wrist to shoulder over bare arms, a short wrapped loincloth over tight black leggings, and a red cord knotted at his hip; his left hand hangs open at his side, his right hand rests flat on the other man's shoulder, fingers spread, pressing him down. On the left and lower in frame, Fujimaru Ritsuka kneels on both knees on the wooden boards, thighs apart, torso tipped back toward Kadoc's leaning body, chin dropped and head tilted so that his face turns up under his own brow — the one visible blue eye looking up at Kadoc from beneath half-lowered lashes, the other hidden under the long black strand that sweeps across it, a hot blush spread from cheekbone to ear, lips parted on a shallow breath. His black hair is short but lengthened at the nape into loose strands, and his erotic ninja outfit mirrors Kadoc's cut in a softer key: a black fishnet bodysuit worn under a narrow dark-purple shinobi wrap that crosses his chest and leaves his midriff and shoulders bare, thin cords of rope harness crossing over the wrap and knotted at the sternum, a short wrapped skirt of split cloth panels over black leggings, and long sleeves pushed to the elbow; no ribbon, no gloves — both hands bare, one braced on the floorboard behind him for balance, the other lifted to rest palm-flat against Kadoc's waist above the red hip cord, fingertips dimpling the fabric. His ears are bare, his throat bare, nothing at his collar. The two bodies are in contact at exactly three points: Kadoc's right palm on Ritsuka's shoulder, Ritsuka's palm at Kadoc's waist, and Ritsuka's shoulder brushing the front of Kadoc's thigh where he leans in — Kadoc's hip and shoulder pinned to the wall behind him. A single paper lantern hangs low at frame left, the only light source; it throws a warm amber rim down the left side of Ritsuka's upturned face and along the cords of his harness, and leaves the far side of Kadoc's jaw, the corridor behind them and the ceiling above in near-total darkness, with one long doubled shadow of the two bodies flung across the floorboards toward frame right. Palette held to black, deep red and lantern amber, with the pale white of Kadoc's hair as the single cool note. On the wooden floor beside Ritsuka's knee a small overturned cup has spilled, and the dark liquid has run along the seams between the boards and pooled in the grooves rather than spreading flat. Subdued, charged.
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원본 프롬프트
雌墮的藤丸立香(男)與卡多克,情趣忍者,全身入鏡,
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pro
크기
1408 x 1408
샘플링 방식
Euler
제외 조건
lowres, worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, explicit
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