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- Prompt Asal
- fusion, zuko, dabi (boku no hero academia), wet muscle body
- Mod
- pro
- Saiz
- 1104 x 1824
- Kaedah Pensampelan
- Euler
- Negatif
- lowres, worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, explicit
Pembantu Prompt
Model & LoRA yang digunakan
Imej Serupa
Papar lagi✠ 𝐷𝑎𝑏𝑖 ✠
Niko'na.
Hitoshi Shinsou
Khirel
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character: zuko, dabi_(boku_no_hero_academia), copyright: boku_no_hero_academia
1girl, solo, fusion, muscular, muscular female, wet body, wet skin, water droplets, sexy, short black hair, hair over one eye, spiked hair, hair between eyes, messy hair, blue eyes, scar, burn scar, left eye scar, heterochromia, blue eye and gold eye, wide-eyed, open mouth, grin, teeth, looking at viewer, steam, bare shoulders, bare arms, toned arms, abs, wet hair, shiny skin, collarbone, shoulders, upper body, cowboy shot, from below, dutch angle
Seen from below at a low, tilted dutch angle, one figure torn between two bodies stands bare-shouldered in a churning cloud of her own making, the frame cropping her at the hips so that only the upper body, the arms and the sweat-slicked skin above her collarbones are given to the eye. Her black hair is cut short and messy, sprayed up into wet spikes at the crown while a heavy dark fall of it swings down across the left side of her face and half covers that eye; the right side is ragged, the blunt strands plastered to her temple and dripping. Beneath it her eyes are mismatched -- one cold electric blue, one dark gold -- and they fix straight on the viewer with a challenge, wide open above a lopsided, open-mouthed grin that shows the shine of her teeth. A burn scar consumes the skin around the golden eye and pulls up over the cheekbone in ridged, leathery tissue, wet and gleaming where the droplets run through it; paler, older burns crackle faintly down the jaw on that side. Her body is a mass of heavy muscle, deltoid and bicep and the flat slabs of her stomach all defined and carved and slicked with a fine gloss of water that catches every ridge; a heavy strap of fabric clings across her chest, and loose ragged trousers hang low at the frame's lower edge. Her left arm is flung up, elbow bent, hand raking the wet hair back off her forehead so the whole arm flexes; her right shoulder is dropped, that hand loose and hidden below the crop at her hip. A jet of steam vents from the crease of her left shoulder even as the water on her skin is still cold, and where the steam rolls over her it lifts the fine hairs and leaves each drop standing bead-perfect on the muscle instead of running -- little spheres the size of pinheads, each with a tiny bright highlight, only on the upper faces of arm and shoulder, and the undersides dry. The pale wash of light comes from the far right and low, so the scar side of her face drops into a deep flat shadow, the steam behind her catches a pale rose glow, and her whole silhouette is rimmed with cold white where the droplets meet the dark. The palette is black, electric blue, burnt-amber and cold grey-white steam and almost nothing else -- black in the hair and the torn fabric, blue in one eye, ember in the other and in the raw shine of the scar. Fiercely tempting, defiant.
Toji
Dabi
Marin Volkman
Komen