【Artist Style 52】作例2
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Di PixAI, prompt bersifat awam secara lalai, tetapi pencipta boleh menyembunyikannya pada mana-mana karya yang mereka terbitkan. Pencipta karya ini memilih untuk berbuat demikian, jadi perkataan yang digunakan untuk menjana imej ini kekal peribadi dan hanya penciptanya sahaja yang boleh melihatnya. Menyembunyikan prompt tidak mengubah apa-apa yang lain: karya ini masih awam, dan anda masih boleh menyukai, mengulas dan berkongsinya seperti biasa.
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Pembantu Prompt
Model & LoRA yang digunakan
Imej Serupa
Papar lagi
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alisa mikhailovna kujou, alya sometimes hides her feelings in russian, 1girl, long hair, silver hair, ahoge, crossed bangs, red ribbon, sidelocks, blue eyes, blue t-shirt, black pleated skirt, miniskirt, plain skirt, sitting cross-legged
エカチェリンブルク
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alisa mikhailovna kujou, alya sometimes hides her feelings in russian, 1girl, long hair, silver hair, ahoge, crossed bangs, red ribbon, sidelocks, blue eyes, blue t-shirt, black pleated skirt, miniskirt, plain skirt, sitting cross-legged
エカチェリンブルク
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character: alisa_mikhailovna_kujou
1girl, solo, alisa_mikhailovna_kujou, grey hair, long hair, blue eyes, thick thighs, thighs pressed together, lying on bed, sweat, moisture, reluctant expression, frown, looking at viewer, from above, high-contrast, heavy shadows, strong white frontal lighting, pitch black background, blush, half-closed eyes, trembling
A high-angle view from above looking down at a girl lying on a bed. She is positioned centrally, her heavy, thick thighs pressed tightly together in a defensive posture, the flesh compressing where they meet. Her long grey hair is splayed across the bedding, which is swallowed by a pitch-black void surrounding her. A harsh, blinding white light strikes her from the front, illuminating her entire body and creating deep, realistic skin shadows in the hollows of her collarbone and the creases of her legs. Tiny droplets of sweat glisten on her skin, reflecting the stark light and suggesting a damp, humid atmosphere. Her face is twisted in a reluctant expression, with a furrowed brow and a small, hesitant frown, her gaze fixed upward at the lens with a mixture of apprehension and discomfort. The palette is strictly limited to the stark white of the light, the pale tones of her skin, and the oppressive black of the darkness. Gloomy and damp.
AImaru
