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artist: hynn0x_x, azur lane style, hynn0x_x style, soft cel shading, watercolor coloring, glossy clothing, painted wrinkles, pastel colors, muted colors, chunky anime hair, thin line art, vocaloid style, gentle highlights, light novel illustration, 1girl, solo, kanzaki rei, 18 years old, black short hair, red optical lens on left eye partially covered by thin black visor, fair skin, large breasts, thick thighs, plump thighs, mechanical plates on outer thighs and under bust, joints with subtle mecha details, wearing black tight high-neck inner shirt, dark gray oversized zip-up hoodie half-zipped, black tight mini skirt, black thin belts wrapped around thick thighs emphasizing the plumpness, black ankle boots, thin black choker, standing on city street, casual pose, slightly annoyed expression, tsundere face, detailed skin texture, soft lighting, anime style, high detail, looking at viewer, anime illustration, great quality, best quality.
Nov 14, 2026 3:08 PM
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artist: hynn0x_x, azur lane style, hynn0x_x style, soft cel shading, watercolor coloring, glossy clothing, painted wrinkles, pastel colors, muted colors, chunky anime hair, thin line art, vocaloid style, gentle highlights, light novel illustration, 1girl, solo, kanzaki rei, 18 years old, black short hair, red optical lens on left eye partially covered by thin black visor, fair skin, large breasts, thick thighs, plump thighs, mechanical plates on outer thighs and under bust, joints with subtle mecha details, wearing black tight high-neck inner shirt, dark gray oversized zip-up hoodie half-zipped, black tight mini skirt, black thin belts wrapped around thick thighs emphasizing the plumpness, black ankle boots, thin black choker, standing on city street, casual pose, slightly annoyed expression, tsundere face, detailed skin texture, soft lighting, anime style, high detail, looking at viewer, anime illustration, great quality, best quality.
Nov 14, 2026 3:08 PM
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artist: hynn0x_x, azur lane style, hynn0x_x style, soft cel shading, watercolor coloring, glossy clothing, painted wrinkles, pastel colors, muted colors, chunky anime hair, thin line art, vocaloid style, gentle highlights, light novel illustration, 1girl, solo, kanzaki rei, 18 years old, black short hair, red optical lens on left eye partially covered by thin black visor, fair skin, large breasts, thick thighs, plump thighs, mechanical plates on outer thighs and under bust, joints with subtle mecha details, wearing black tight high-neck inner shirt, dark gray oversized zip-up hoodie half-zipped, black tight mini skirt, black thin belts wrapped around thick thighs emphasizing the plumpness, black ankle boots, thin black choker, standing on city street, casual pose, slightly annoyed expression, tsundere face, detailed skin texture, soft lighting, anime style, high detail, looking at viewer, anime illustration, great quality, best quality.
Nov 14, 2026 3:08 PM
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artist: hynn0x_x, hynn0x_x style, soft cel shading, watercolor coloring, glossy clothing, painted wrinkles, pastel colors, muted colors, chunky anime hair, thin line art, vocaloid style, gentle highlights, light novel illustration, azur lane style, masterpiece, best quality, highly detailed, anime style, high leg, white witch costume, separated collar, tie caught in cleavage, design with large exposure from shoulders to cleavage, small and firm breasts, a single mole slightly above the breast, slender, oversized clothes, greenish silver hair, long boots, witch hat, anime illustration. great quality, best quality
Nov 12, 2026 12:36 PM
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character: 2b_(nier:automata), copyright: nier, nier:automata 1girl, solo, short hair, white hair, bob cut, black blindfold, blindfold covering eyes, eyepatch-style blindfold, hairband, blue eyes hidden, mole under mouth, android, black leotard, flared skirt, feather trim, long sleeves, puffy sleeves, juliet sleeves, black gloves, black thighhighs, boots, holding sword, greatsword, two-handed grip, standing, dignified, resolute, from below, low angle, full body, ruins, ruined city, overcast sky, cold light, grey palette, muted colors, desaturated, wide shot A low-angle full-body shot taken from knee height, tilted slightly up so the overcast sky fills the top third and a single figure rises tall against it, framed wide enough to hold both the ruined cityscape and the full silhouette of the greatsword. The android girl stands at the centre-left of the frame on a broken slab of cracked concrete, weight settled onto her back right leg, front left foot braced forward on the slab's edge with her toes just over the drop; her torso is turned three-quarters toward the camera, shoulders squared, the long greatsword held in a two-handed grip at her right hip, the flat of the huge blade angled vertically in front of her body, its length running from the ground up past her shoulder, tip planted into the fractured concrete with a fan of hairline cracks and a small scar of pulverized dust around the point. Both hands grip the wrapped leather handle, black-gloved fingers stacked and knuckles pale with pressure, the pommel resting against the heel of her rear hand. Her head is lifted slightly, chin level, the short white bob cut hanging straight to her jaw with the blunt ends lifting a touch in a cold breeze, a black hairband riding just behind the blindfold's strap; the black cloth wraps her eyes completely and knots behind her head, its lower edge sitting just above her cheekbones, a single small mole visible below her mouth. Her lips are a flat, firm line, jaw set, nothing forced -- a still, resolute dignity rather than a scowl. The black leotard hugs her torso and hips, the flared skirt opening in a stiff pleated bell around her upper thighs, and the long sleeves balloon at the shoulders into puffed Juliet sleeves before tapering to cuffs at the wrist, with a ragged ridge of dark feather trim ringing the cuff openings and shedding a few loose barbs onto the air; black gloves run past the wrist, black thighhighs end in a straight elastic line just above the knee, a short gap of skin between stocking and skirt, and dark boots plant firmly on the slab. The ruined city recedes behind her at three depths: broken slabs and bent rebar in the foreground, gutted skeletal buildings with hollow window frames and a toppled crane in the midground stripped of glass, and far pale towers dissolving into haze on the horizon; bare dead shrubs sprout from a collapsed wall on the right, dust films every upward-facing ledge, and no window in the wreckage throws a reflection. The overcast sky is one unmodulated pale grey ceiling casting cold, directionless, shadow-soft light from above, stealing the warmth from every plane, so the blade's edge catches the faintest cool highlight along its upper bevel, her white hair and the black cloth read as the brightest and darkest values in the frame, and the only shadows are small, soft, pooled close beneath her boots and the sword's point. Beyond her hips the world loses contrast into cool blue-grey haze; the palette holds to bone white, flat black, and the chalky grey of wet concrete. Quiet, severe.
Nov 11, 2026 11:55 AM
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character: 2b_(nier:automata), copyright: nier, nier:automata 1girl, solo, short hair, white hair, bob cut, black blindfold, blindfold covering eyes, eyepatch-style blindfold, hairband, blue eyes hidden, mole under mouth, android, black leotard, flared skirt, feather trim, long sleeves, puffy sleeves, juliet sleeves, black gloves, black thighhighs, boots, holding sword, greatsword, two-handed grip, standing, dignified, resolute, from below, low angle, full body, ruins, ruined city, overcast sky, cold light, grey palette, muted colors, desaturated, wide shot A low-angle full-body shot taken from knee height, tilted slightly up so the overcast sky fills the top third and a single figure rises tall against it, framed wide enough to hold both the ruined cityscape and the full silhouette of the greatsword. The android girl stands at the centre-left of the frame on a broken slab of cracked concrete, weight settled onto her back right leg, front left foot braced forward on the slab's edge with her toes just over the drop; her torso is turned three-quarters toward the camera, shoulders squared, the long greatsword held in a two-handed grip at her right hip, the flat of the huge blade angled vertically in front of her body, its length running from the ground up past her shoulder, tip planted into the fractured concrete with a fan of hairline cracks and a small scar of pulverized dust around the point. Both hands grip the wrapped leather handle, black-gloved fingers stacked and knuckles pale with pressure, the pommel resting against the heel of her rear hand. Her head is lifted slightly, chin level, the short white bob cut hanging straight to her jaw with the blunt ends lifting a touch in a cold breeze, a black hairband riding just behind the blindfold's strap; the black cloth wraps her eyes completely and knots behind her head, its lower edge sitting just above her cheekbones, a single small mole visible below her mouth. Her lips are a flat, firm line, jaw set, nothing forced -- a still, resolute dignity rather than a scowl. The black leotard hugs her torso and hips, the flared skirt opening in a stiff pleated bell around her upper thighs, and the long sleeves balloon at the shoulders into puffed Juliet sleeves before tapering to cuffs at the wrist, with a ragged ridge of dark feather trim ringing the cuff openings and shedding a few loose barbs onto the air; black gloves run past the wrist, black thighhighs end in a straight elastic line just above the knee, a short gap of skin between stocking and skirt, and dark boots plant firmly on the slab. The ruined city recedes behind her at three depths: broken slabs and bent rebar in the foreground, gutted skeletal buildings with hollow window frames and a toppled crane in the midground stripped of glass, and far pale towers dissolving into haze on the horizon; bare dead shrubs sprout from a collapsed wall on the right, dust films every upward-facing ledge, and no window in the wreckage throws a reflection. The overcast sky is one unmodulated pale grey ceiling casting cold, directionless, shadow-soft light from above, stealing the warmth from every plane, so the blade's edge catches the faintest cool highlight along its upper bevel, her white hair and the black cloth read as the brightest and darkest values in the frame, and the only shadows are small, soft, pooled close beneath her boots and the sword's point. Beyond her hips the world loses contrast into cool blue-grey haze; the palette holds to bone white, flat black, and the chalky grey of wet concrete. Quiet, severe.
Nov 11, 2026 11:55 AM
AI artwork
Avatar image of えでんこ
character: 2b_(nier:automata), copyright: nier, nier:automata 1girl, solo, short hair, white hair, bob cut, black blindfold, blindfold covering eyes, eyepatch-style blindfold, hairband, blue eyes hidden, mole under mouth, android, black leotard, flared skirt, feather trim, long sleeves, puffy sleeves, juliet sleeves, black gloves, black thighhighs, boots, holding sword, greatsword, two-handed grip, standing, dignified, resolute, from below, low angle, full body, ruins, ruined city, overcast sky, cold light, grey palette, muted colors, desaturated, wide shot A low-angle full-body shot taken from knee height, tilted slightly up so the overcast sky fills the top third and a single figure rises tall against it, framed wide enough to hold both the ruined cityscape and the full silhouette of the greatsword. The android girl stands at the centre-left of the frame on a broken slab of cracked concrete, weight settled onto her back right leg, front left foot braced forward on the slab's edge with her toes just over the drop; her torso is turned three-quarters toward the camera, shoulders squared, the long greatsword held in a two-handed grip at her right hip, the flat of the huge blade angled vertically in front of her body, its length running from the ground up past her shoulder, tip planted into the fractured concrete with a fan of hairline cracks and a small scar of pulverized dust around the point. Both hands grip the wrapped leather handle, black-gloved fingers stacked and knuckles pale with pressure, the pommel resting against the heel of her rear hand. Her head is lifted slightly, chin level, the short white bob cut hanging straight to her jaw with the blunt ends lifting a touch in a cold breeze, a black hairband riding just behind the blindfold's strap; the black cloth wraps her eyes completely and knots behind her head, its lower edge sitting just above her cheekbones, a single small mole visible below her mouth. Her lips are a flat, firm line, jaw set, nothing forced -- a still, resolute dignity rather than a scowl. The black leotard hugs her torso and hips, the flared skirt opening in a stiff pleated bell around her upper thighs, and the long sleeves balloon at the shoulders into puffed Juliet sleeves before tapering to cuffs at the wrist, with a ragged ridge of dark feather trim ringing the cuff openings and shedding a few loose barbs onto the air; black gloves run past the wrist, black thighhighs end in a straight elastic line just above the knee, a short gap of skin between stocking and skirt, and dark boots plant firmly on the slab. The ruined city recedes behind her at three depths: broken slabs and bent rebar in the foreground, gutted skeletal buildings with hollow window frames and a toppled crane in the midground stripped of glass, and far pale towers dissolving into haze on the horizon; bare dead shrubs sprout from a collapsed wall on the right, dust films every upward-facing ledge, and no window in the wreckage throws a reflection. The overcast sky is one unmodulated pale grey ceiling casting cold, directionless, shadow-soft light from above, stealing the warmth from every plane, so the blade's edge catches the faintest cool highlight along its upper bevel, her white hair and the black cloth read as the brightest and darkest values in the frame, and the only shadows are small, soft, pooled close beneath her boots and the sword's point. Beyond her hips the world loses contrast into cool blue-grey haze; the palette holds to bone white, flat black, and the chalky grey of wet concrete. Quiet, severe.
Nov 11, 2026 11:55 AM
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