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AI art "佑芽×闇属性" featuring #ดิ ไอดอลมาสเตอร์, #ค้างคาว, #ผู้หญิง 1 คน, #Gakuen Idolmaster and #อูเมะ ฮานามิ

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佑芽×闇属性

#ดิ ไอดอลมาสเตอร์#ค้างคาว #ผู้หญิง 1 คน #Gakuen Idolmaster #อูเมะ ฮานามิ

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character: hanami_ume, copyright: gakuen_idolmaster 1girl, solo, full body, standing, looking at viewer, grin, smile, one eye closed, hand up, hand on own hip, medium hair, brown hair, hair bun, ahoge, brown eyes, black hat, black leather jacket, cropped jacket, open jacket, lapels, zipper, zipper pull tab, purple shirt, cropped shirt, midriff, navel, collarbone, open clothes, torn clothes, skirt, black belt, belt buckle, chain, fishnets, fishnet thighhighs, black boots, knee boots, black nails, fingernails, jewelry, black choker, o-ring choker, pendant choker, black collar, breasts, dark aura, aura, bat (animal), black elemental bats, building, building with windows, text on building walls, buildings in the background, from below, dutch angle, foreshortening, Shot from a low angle tilted into a slight dutch roll, the camera about knee height and tipped up so the girl fills the frame from the crowns of her boots to the brim of her hat, her body thrown into a long diagonal across the image. She stands squarely on cracked wet asphalt, weight sunk into her left leg with the right hip cocked out, so her torso twists a few degrees away from the lens while her face turns back to meet it. Her right hand is planted flat on that cocked hip, fingers spread, black-nailed tips pressing dimples into the leather; her left arm is thrown up and out beside her head, palm open and fingers half-curled, as if she has just let something go or is calling something down. Her chin is lifted, one eye squeezed shut in a wink, the open brown eye fixed straight on the viewer under a lifted brow, and her grin is wide and lopsided, teeth showing, one corner dragged higher than the other. Her medium brown hair is gathered into a high bun at the back of her crown, a single ahoge springing loose above it, and a few loose strands have escaped the bun and lift sideways in the updraft. The black hat sits low over her brow. The black leather jacket is cropped short at the waist and hangs open, its notched lapels folded back, the zipper half-drawn with the pull tab dangling and catching the light; the sleeve cuffs are torn to fringe at her wrists and one elbow has split into a raw ragged hole. Under it the purple cropped shirt is sliced off above her navel, leaving her midriff and collarbone bare, its black collar standing up around her throat. A black o-ring choker clasps her neck with a small pendant swinging free beneath the ring on its short chain; a second, longer chain loops from her belt and hangs down her thigh. The short black skirt is torn at the hem, cinched by a wide black belt whose buckle sits just off centre, and beneath it fishnet thighhighs grid her legs down into black knee boots laced tight, one boot's toe scuffed pale. Black elemental bats pour out of her, a loose helical swarm of maybe a dozen, wings rendered as flat ink-black silhouettes with hard edges and only the faintest violet rim where they cross the light: one skims past her raised left hand, two wheel behind her shoulder, three more spiral out toward the upper corners, their wingbeats pushing her loose hair and the torn jacket fringe sideways. From every gap in her clothing -- the open jacket front, the cuffs, the collar, the split skirt hem -- a dark aura leaks upward and outward in curling violet-black smoke, thickest at her midriff and shoulders, thinning as it rises past her hat. The swarm and the aura together throw a moving shadow across the asphalt under her boots. Behind her rises the flat facade of a pale concrete building, its grid of windows dark and blank, the lower ones boarded or cracked; the wall is painted with large faded lettering that reads "NIGHT MARKET -- LEVEL 3" in chipped white paint, the strokes flaking and streaked where rain has run down through them, curving slightly with the uneven render of the wall. Further back, a receding stack of apartment blocks and rooftop water tanks steps down the street in diminishing scale, their windows a scatter of dim warm rectangles, all of it dropping into blue-grey haze. The light is a single low cold source from behind and above the rooftops, rim-lighting the hat brim, her shoulders and the tops of her boots in pale silver while her face and front stay in soft shadow that the aura's violet glow fills from beneath; everything the light does not touch goes deep indigo. Palette held to black, violet, cold grey concrete and one burst of purple at her shirt. Dark, electric, effortlessly menacing.

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