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AI art "薬屋のひとりごと・猫猫の妖艶な舞" featuring #Pakaian Cina, #rambut hijau, #hanfu, #Malam, #1 perempuan, #Tanglung kertas, #The Apothecary Diaries and #Maomao

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薬屋のひとりごと・猫猫の妖艶な舞

『薬屋のひとりごと』の猫猫を描いてみました。普段の凛とした姿とは少し違う、しっとりと色っぽい表情や赤い中華服が本当に魅力的で、彼女の新しい一面を引き出せた気がして私自身もとても気に入っています。素敵だと思っていただけたら、いいねやフォローで応援よろしくお願いします！コメントもお待ちしています。

#Pakaian Cina #rambut hijau #hanfu #Malam #1 perempuan #Tanglung kertas #The Apothecary Diaries #Maomao

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character: maomao_(kusuriya_no_hitorigoto), copyright: kusuriya_no_hitorigoto 1girl, solo, maomao, green hair, long hair, hair bun, blunt bangs, hair beads, blue eyes, adult makeup, red lips, dramatic eyeshadow, sharp eyeliner, flushed cheeks, chinese clothes, hanfu, wide sleeves, sash, earrings, dancing, arms up, outstretched arm, swirling, back turned, looking back, from below, dutch angle, cowboy shot, night, lantern light, dark background, smoke, hanfu in motion, cinematic lighting, elegant, alluring Shot from below at a steep dutch angle, the young woman twists through the turn of a slow, hypnotic dance, seen from the side-and-behind as her chin sweeps back over her shoulder toward the camera. Her long green hair has come partly loose from its bun, beads clicking against beads as the dark strands whip across her cheek; blunt bangs break apart over a brow painted deep vermilion and gold. Adult makeup defines the whole face: kohl-darkened lids winging out to the temples, a lacquer-red mouth parted on a slow breath, cheeks warmed with a blush that reaches the bridge of her nose, eyes half-lowered in a sidelong blue glance that lands on the viewer. Her hanfu is a deep crimson and ink-black silk with a high collar and sleeves wide as sails; the sash is cinched hard at the waist, and the whole garment bellies out and drags a beat behind her spin, one sleeve flung high overhead while the other sweeps low across her hip, a motion crease running sharp from the sash down her thigh. Her weight rides on the ball of her rear foot, front heel lifted, toes skimming the boards; her trailing hand turns palm-up, fingers curled like a slow invocation. Earrings swing from both lobes and catch the light at the peak of each arc. She dances in an empty, low-ceilinged room of dark lacquered beams, soot-dark and near-abandoned, the floorboards polished by years of feet to a dull mirror. A paper lantern hangs low on the right of frame, the only light source: it throws warm amber up the right side of her face, her lifted forearm and the crimson silk, and lets everything beyond its pool fall into absolute black. Her cast shadow sprawls huge and distorted across the boards behind her, thrown sideways by the low lantern so it stretches further than her body. Fine incense smoke threads the air, and the smoke only glows where it crosses the lantern's cone, going invisible above it -- the one thing in the room that shows where the light ends. Her reflection smears dimly in the varnished floor beneath her lifted heel, darker and redder than she is. Palette sealed to crimson, black, warm amber and the green of her hair; nothing else admitted. Whispered, hypnotic, dangerously poised.

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