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- An anime-style romantic illustration featuring Izuku Midoriya (Deku) and Mika Uenari from My Hero Academia. Deku, looking peaceful and battle-worn, is asleep with his head on Mika’s lap. Mika, in her signature colorful street-punk outfit with ripped overalls, a white tank top with a graffiti traffic cone, and pink accessories, holds a finger to her lips in a "shh" gesture while smiling gently. Her spiral pink-red eyes glimmer with affection. The setting is framed in an elegant gold art nouveau design with a stylized My Hero Academia title in the background. The mood is intimate and protective, showcasing a moment of quiet between two young heroes after a long day. Warm lighting and detailed textures give the image a dreamy, emotional atmosphere.
- ขนาด
- 687 x 1024
- ขั้นตอนการสุ่ม
- 28
- วิธีการสุ่มตัวอย่าง
- Euler a
- ค่า CFG
- 5
- ไม่ต้องการ
- nsfw, worst quality, bad quality, low quality, lowres, anatomical nonsense, artistic error, bad anatomy, interlocked fingers, extra fingers, text, artist name, signature, bad feet, extra toes, ugly, poorly drawn, censor, blurry, watermark, simple background, transparent background, old, oldest, glitch, deformed, mutated, disfigured, long body, bad hands, missing fingers, extra digit, fewer digits, cropped, very displeasing, sketch, jpeg artifacts, username, censored, bar_censor, mosaic_censor, conjoined, bad ai-generated, long neck, skin blemishes, skin spots, acne, the wrong limb, error, black line, excess hands, (nsfw:1.2), (nude:1.6), (nipple:1.2), naked
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midoriya_izuku, hadou_nejire, a tender and intimate moment unfolds in a softly lit bedroom bathed in moonlight filtering through sheer curtains. Izuku Midoriya, with his messy dark green hair and expressive emerald eyes, leans over Nejire Hado, his hands gently braced on either side of her head. His freckles are faintly visible under the pale glow, his expression a mix of hesitation and deep emotion. Nejire lies beneath him, her wavy blue hair spread across the pillows, her eyes wide with surprise and anticipation, lips slightly parted. She wears a delicate pale nightdress slipping off one shoulder, revealing her collarbone. One hand grips the bedsheet while the other lightly holds Izuku's wrist, anchoring them together. The air is thick with unspoken feelings, the sheets slightly rumpled around them as they share this quiet, vulnerable moment. The room is warm and shadowed, the outside world forgotten in this suspended instant of closeness.
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midoriya_izuku, hadou_nejire, a tender and intimate moment unfolds in a softly lit bedroom bathed in moonlight filtering through sheer curtains. Izuku Midoriya, with his messy dark green hair and expressive emerald eyes, leans over Nejire Hado, his hands gently braced on either side of her head. His freckles are faintly visible under the pale glow, his expression a mix of hesitation and deep emotion. Nejire lies beneath him, her wavy blue hair spread across the pillows, her eyes wide with surprise and anticipation, lips slightly parted. She wears a delicate pale nightdress slipping off one shoulder, revealing her collarbone. One hand grips the bedsheet while the other lightly holds Izuku's wrist, anchoring them together. The air is thick with unspoken feelings, the sheets slightly rumpled around them as they share this quiet, vulnerable moment. The room is warm and shadowed, the outside world forgotten in this suspended instant of closeness.
? Destroy
Deku x Mei
Frederick Gómez
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midoriya_izuku, hadou_nejire, a tender and intimate moment unfolds in a softly lit bedroom bathed in moonlight filtering through sheer curtains. Izuku Midoriya, with his messy dark green hair and expressive emerald eyes, leans over Nejire Hado, his hands gently braced on either side of her head. His freckles are faintly visible under the pale glow, his expression a mix of hesitation and deep emotion. Nejire lies beneath him, her wavy blue hair spread across the pillows, her eyes wide with surprise and anticipation, lips slightly parted. She wears a delicate pale nightdress slipping off one shoulder, revealing her collarbone. One hand grips the bedsheet while the other lightly holds Izuku's wrist, anchoring them together. The air is thick with unspoken feelings, the sheets slightly rumpled around them as they share this quiet, vulnerable moment. The room is warm and shadowed, the outside world forgotten in this suspended instant of closeness.
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