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AI art "Miku x Rose" featuring #ฮัตสึเนะ มิกุ, #กลางแจ้ง, #โวคาลอยด์, #กุหลาบ and #ถือดอกไม้

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Miku x Rose

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#ฮัตสึเนะ มิกุ #กลางแจ้ง #โวคาลอยด์#กุหลาบ #ถือดอกไม้

เผยแพร่เมื่อ Oct 30, 2026

IAN MISAEL RODRIGUEZ

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character: hatsune_miku 1girl, solo, hatsune_miku, long hair, very long hair, aqua hair, turquoise hair, twintails, hair between eyes, hair ornament, teal eyes, delicate facial features, gentle peaceful expression, eyes slightly closed, half-closed eyes, smelling, smelling a rose, holding rose, red rose near nose, head tilted back, looking up, looking slightly upwards, elegant, graceful pose, white dress, fantasy dress, elegant white fantasy dress, black trim, turquoise accents, delicate ribbons, bare shoulders, enchanted garden, dark fantasy garden, dark botanical vegetation, enormous red roses, deep purple flowers, violet blossoms, crimson flowers, dark emerald green leaves, thorny vines, glowing red petals, floating magical particles, magical pond, twisted ancient trees, lush foliage, mist, atmospheric mist, moonlight, light rays, volumetric lighting, god rays, deep shadows, crimson and purple palette, gothic fantasy, dreamy dark fairytale, intricate flower petals, flowers framing subject, centered, medium full shot, vertical portrait, cinematic composition, fantasy landscape A vertical portrait framed as a medium full shot from a level camera that sits just below her chin height, so the enormous blooms in the foreground rise against the lower edge of the frame and she is held dead center, the flower canopy opening around her head in a dark halo of leaves. She stands turned a quarter off the lens, her weight settled on her back right leg with the left knee easing forward and the left hip dropped, one long white sleeve drawn across her waist while her right hand lifts a single enormous red rose to her face -- thumb and two fingers closed around the stem just beneath the calyx, the stem's small downward-curving thorns pointing away from her skin, the bloom tipped so that its outermost petals brush the underside of her nose without crushing them. Her chin is raised and her head tips back a little; both eyelids have come down to narrow slits so the teal iris is only a thin wet crescent under the lashes, her lips closed but softly parted at one corner, a faint crease between her brows showing the small effort of drawing breath in. Her gaze travels up and past the flower toward the mist-lit trees above the pond, off the upper left of the frame. Her twin tails are gathered high on either side of her head by small dark ribbon-bound ties and fall in long aqua ribbons that turn slowly toward turquoise at the tips, the left tail swinging slightly forward across her shoulder while the right hangs behind and is crossed by a thorn vine. The white fantasy dress is layered and modest at the bodice with thin black piping tracing the seams and a fine turquoise cord running the neckline, delicate white and turquoise ribbons knotted at the shoulders with their ends drifting; the skirt's hem sinks into the dense flowers so the fabric's lowest fold and three ribbons disappear into the blossoms. The enchanted garden presses in from all sides. In the immediate foreground, blurred by proximity, immense crimson roses and deep purple and violet blooms overlap in layers, their petals catching a pale rim where the moonlight touches them, while their undersides sink into dark emerald foliage. Behind her right shoulder a cluster of twisted ancient trees knits its black trunks into an arch, thorny vines wrapping them in coils, and beyond that arch, in the upper third, a still pond lies dark and glassy with a single unbroken reflection of the moon's disc; not one ripple disturbs it, which is how the windless air of the place is revealed. Soft mist drifts between the trunks in horizontal bands and pools at knee height among the flowers. The moon is the only light source: it comes from above and behind the pond, sifting through the branches into visible shafts that strike the rim of every upward-facing petal and the crown of her hair, and everything turned from it -- the hollows of the flowers, the far trunks, the folds of her skirt -- drops into near-black. The palette admits only crimson, deep purple, violet, dark emerald and the cold aqua of her hair and eyes against that dark, lit by one warm fleck where the rose glows faintly red at its own heart. Every bloom in the midground is drawn petal by petal with veined, faintly translucent edges that glow where the light passes through them. Quiet, breath-held reverence.

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