【オリジナル✕WAS2】紫髪のマッドサイエンティストと熱きリングの攻防
リングの上で繰り広げられる、紫色の髪の彼女と筋肉質な男性の激しい攻防に目が釘付けになります。彼女の自信に満ちた微笑みとしなやかな動きがとても魅力的で、つい応援したくなっちゃいますね。思わず見入ってしまうこの一瞬を、ぜひ皆さんと共有したいです！気に入ったらいいねとフォローをお願いします。次はどんなバトルを描こうか考え中なので、コメントでリクエストも待っています！
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- พรอมต์ต้นฉบับ
- In Image 2, Ryoma Kagami (his hair style will remain the same as in the original image; with the gown removed, the wristbands on both wrists, like those on a karate uniform, are plain and asymmetrical in design) is whipped by Maria Crawford (who has a defiant smile on her face) in Image 1, but he dodges it without hesitation and maintains his fighting stance.
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โมเดลและ LoRA ที่ใช้
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力比べ
マルホ
r1
Meiko Mochizuki Wrestling (Bodysuit)
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character: hoshino_ichika_(project_sekai), tenma_tsukasa, copyright: project_sekai
1girl, 1boy, 2others absent, hoshino ichika cosplay, long black hair, blue eyes, large breasts, blue and black highleg leotard, wrestling outfit, wincing, crying, tears, bruise, sweat, lying on mat, defeated, tenma tsukasa cosplay, short blonde hair with orange streaks, orange eyes, bare pectorals, black wrestling trunks, wrist tape, male wrestler dominant pose, wrestling ring, ring ropes, ring mat, turnbuckle, after battle, mix fight, ryona, intergender wrestling, from side, dutch angle, full body, harsh spotlight, overhead arena lights, crowd in shadow, grain omitted, dramatic lighting, blue and black palette with warm skin accents
Seen from a low, slightly tilted side angle at mat level, the ring after the final bell: a girl in a glossy blue-and-black highleg leotard lies sprawled on her back on the worn canvas, one shoulder pressed down by the boy's boot sole resting flat beside her arm without full weight — he stands over her rather than stomping her, one heel planted on the mat, the other braced wide. Her long black hair is spread across the canvas in sweat-damp strands, her large chest heaving under the leotard's high cut as she curls slightly onto one hip, both gloved hands clutching her own ribs, knees drawn asymmetrically, one leg bent and the other stretched flat with the boot toe twitching. Her face is turned toward the camera in profile-cum-three-quarter: brows knotted, eyes squeezed to slits with tears welling at the corners, mouth open in a wince, a red scrape blooming on her cheekbone and a fresh bruise shading her upper arm where the leotard strap leaves skin bare; sweat beads on her collarbone and the leotard's sheen catches light along her strained stomach.
The boy towers in the foreground's upper third, seen from thigh height down to the head: bare pectorals tensed and slick with exertion, black wrestling trunks, white tape at wrists and ankles, his short blonde hair with an orange streak falling between his orange eyes as he looks down at her with one arm raised high in a victor's flex, the other hand on his hip. His chest rises and falls with heavy post-match breathing; his shadow falls across her body, cutting her lit torso into bands. His gaze lands on her crumpled form; her pained eyes flick half-open toward his boot, not meeting his face.
The ring is the world: scuffed mat with faint scuff-marks and a damp drag-trail where she was thrown, ring ropes sagging behind the boy, a corner turnbuckle just out of reach to her left, arena spotlights raking down from above the frame as the only light source — hard white key on both bodies, the crowd a smudged dark blur beyond the ropes, floor-level haze catching the beams. Physics anchor: sweat and a thin sheen of ring-dust cling only to the upward-facing curves of her leotard and his chest, while the canvas under her shadow stays matte and dry-edged. Palette holds to her blue-and-black outfit, his black trunks, warm skin tones and the cold white spotlights; the mat is desaturated grey-blue. Mood: brutal, one-sided, aftermath-quiet.
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鯛魚
東麻衣亜
鯛魚
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