ドラコ・マルフォイ・ハリーポッター
『ハリーポッター』シリーズのドラコ・マルフォイを描いてみました。彼のあの傲慢でありながらもどこか惹かれてしまう、スリザリンの制服姿がとてもお気に入りです！気に入っていただけたら、いいねとフォローをしていただけると嬉しいです。これからも色々なキャラクターを投稿していくので、ぜひコメントで感想を聞かせてくださいね。
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cj 62.4
character: draco_malfoy
1girl, solo, genderswap, platinum blonde hair, long hair, very long hair, straight hair, pale skin, grey eyes, sharp eyes, soft eyes, cold expression, raised eyebrow, condescending, worried, closed mouth, school uniform, black robe, open robe, green inner lining, green necktie, striped tie, collared shirt, white shirt, sweater vest, holding wand, wand, elegant posture, contrapposto, stone corridor, gothic architecture, stained glass, medium shot, slightly from below
A slight low-angle medium shot captures a tall, aristocratic schoolgirl standing in a high-arched gothic stone corridor. Her waist-length, silky platinum-blonde hair falls in straight, clean sheets down her back, with a few tailored locks framing her sharp cheekbones and resting against her chest. Her expression is an artful balance of haughty distance and covert tenderness: her chin is tilted upward in aloof pride and one pale brow arches in faint disdain, yet her luminous slate-grey eyes are softened around the edges, glancing downward toward the viewer with an unmistakable flicker of suppressed anxiety. She wears heavy midnight-black scholastic robes tailored in stiff wool, swung open to display a brilliant emerald-green silk lining, an embroidered silver serpent crest upon the breast, and a crisp white button-down shirt paired with a neatly fastened green-and-silver striped silk necktie tucked into a charcoal sweater vest. Her posture is impeccably poised with her weight shifted to her rear hip; her left hand rests delicately against the robe's thick lapel, while her right hand loosely grips a slender, polished hawthorn wand pointed casually toward the flagstone floor. Cold, greenish twilight pours through tall diamond-paned lancet windows behind her, creating crisp cyan highlights along her shoulders, while a solitary bronze wall sconce casts warm amber light across the front planes of her face and hair. A faint draft traveling down the damp corridor gently parts the hem of her silk-lined robe, causing a single loose platinum strand to cling statically to the stiff fold of her starched collar. Aloof defiance, veiled tenderness.
cj 62.4
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