AI artwork featuring #Fate/stay night, #Fate/Zero, #Shirou Emiya, #Taiga Fujimura, #Emiya Kiritsugu, #Fate series and #Tsubaki.3
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Shirou Emiya, Taiga Fujimura

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#Fate/stay night#Fate/Zero#Shirou Emiya#Taiga Fujimura#Emiya Kiritsugu#Fate series
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character: fujimura_taiga, emiya_kiritsugu homurahara academy school uniform, vest, brown vest, black skirt, fujimura taiga, emiya kiritsugu, ポニーテール
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fujimura taiga, emiya kiritsugu, ポニーテール
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1104 x 1824
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lowres, worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, explicit
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