ByleDoro 8
Dr Herrera
ByleDoro 6
Pokaż parametry
- Oryginalny prompt
- dorothea arnault, female byleth (fire emblem), yuri, kiss, hug,
- Tag jakości
- high quality, year_2025, year_2024, ﹝Podpowiedzi﹞
- Rozmiar
- 768 x 1280
- Kroki próbkowania
- 25
- Metoda próbkowania
- Euler
- Skala CFG
- 4.5
- Niepożądane
- bad quality, low quality, worst quality, lowres, nsfw, jpeg artifacts, scan artifacts, mosaic, cropped, error, fewer digits, bad reflection, bad composition, bad anatomy, bad hands, bad fingers, missing fingers, extra hands, extra legs, excess fingers, light particles, artist name, text, watermark, username, copyright name
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ByleDoro 7
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幻想的な囁きの瞬間
沼康宏
character: stelle_(honkai:_star_rail), firefly_(honkai:_star_rail)
2girls, yuri, kiss, kiss on the lips, surprise kiss, stealing a kiss, close-up, bust shot, three-quarter view, height difference, grey hair, long hair, messy hair, hair between eyes, golden eyes, black jacket, white shirt, black fingerless gloves, hairband, black hairband, hair ornament, hair intakes, gradient hair, multicolored eyes, purple eyes, heavy blush, blushing intensely, flushed face, red cheeks, embarrassed, flustered, shy, wide-eyed, surprised, half-closed eyes, head tilt, leaning forward, hands clutched to chest, hair fluttering, rim lighting, evening twilight, warm golden light, soft bokeh, depth of field
In an intimate three-quarter close-up shot, the taller girl with long, tousled grey hair and golden-amber eyes leans forward to steal a tender, unexpected kiss squarely on the other girl's lips. Her head tilts gently to meet her mouth, her amber eyes half-closed in quiet, affectionate amusement, while her left hand—clad in a black fingerless glove—rests lightly against the edge of the other's shoulder to keep her close. The kissed girl, adorned with a black hairband, distinct hair intakes, and silver hair fading into soft pastel teal tips, freezes in sheer flustered astonishment; a deep, radiant crimson blush surges across her cheeks, bridge of her nose, and earlobes. Her large multicolored purple-and-cyan eyes are blown wide in bashful shock, eyelashes trembling as her lips yield under the sudden pressure, her two hands drawn up close to her collarbone with fingers curled in helpless, shy hesitation. Behind them, the warm amber glow of a setting twilight sun rims the floating flyaway strands of their intermingled hair with bright golden filigree, while the evening breeze gently tugs at the ends of her dark hair ribbon, casting soft out-of-focus bokeh lights across the dimming terrace backdrop. Tender and adorably flustered.
C. L.
