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MOAI
YZ sanatı, MOAI tarafından PixAI'de. Hoshino v2 ile oluşturuldu.
Parametreleri Göster
- Boyut
- 1152 x 768
- Örnekleme Adımları
- 9
- Örnekleme Yöntemi
- Euler a
- CFG Ölçeği
- 2.4
- Negatif
- nsfw, worst quality, low quality, too many fingers, fused fingers, missing arms, missing fingers, bad anatomy, bad hands, text, signature, artist name, watermark, nsfw, username, error, missing fingers, extra digit, fewer digits, disfigured, jpeg artifacts, cropped, blurry, mutation, deformed, dehydrated, bad proportions, disfigured, gross proportions, nsfw, malformed limbs, long neck, duplicate, ugly
Kullanılan Model ve LoRA
![Another OTN Gag [1.5/Pony/Illustrious] - AI Model cover image](https://images-ng.pixai.art/images/thumb/17928ffb-9ba0-47cd-9e79-c689e7badfd7)
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余
character: asuna_(sao), copyright: sword_art_online
1girl, solo, asuna_(sao), brown_hair, very_long_hair, long_hair, braid, floating_hair, brown_eyes, eight-heads-tall proportions, tall, head visible above a sealed black body bag, black bag covering entire body from neck to toes with no gaps, black cloth sack, leather belt around neck, leather belt around chest, leather belt around stomach, leather belt around thighs, leather belt around ankles, cinched tight, duct tape gag, tape over mouth, silver duct tape across lips, arms trapped inside the bag, legs together inside the bag, writhing, struggling, twisting torso, arching back, on floor, lying on side, from above, dutch angle, warehouse, wooden crates, concrete floor, sunbeams, dust motes, harsh sunlight from high window, bound, restrained, captivity, sweat, distress, furrowed brow, wide-eyed, tears in eyes, parted lips against tape, clenched fists inside the bag, tension lines, half-closed eyes, trembling, quivering
Shot from above at a tilted dutch angle, the camera looking down into a bare concrete warehouse where a single figure twists across the floor. Her head is the only part of her free of the bag: eight-heads-tall proportions read in the long, narrow span of the sack from her neck to her toes, sealed black fabric stretched taut and seamless, so the length of her limbs shows only as the shape pressing through the cloth. Five leather belts bite in at the neck, the chest, the stomach, the thighs and the ankles, cinched hard enough that the fabric bunches into tight folds on either side of each strap and the leather edges press pale indents into the sheen. She is caught mid-writhe: hips rolled onto one side, torso twisted the other way, back arched off the concrete so a sliver of shadow shows under the bag, heels drumming, both arms swallowed inside the sack and pushing against the cloth from within. Silver duct tape crosses her mouth corner to corner, wrinkling the skin at the edges, her lips working and parting uselessly beneath it.
Very long brown hair fans out loose and badgeless across the grey floor, a braid flung across the concrete, strands slipping over the tape and lifting with every thrash of her head. Her brown eyes stare wide up toward the window, lids trembling, a wet gleam gathering at the outer corners; her brows draw together hard and her jaw tenses under the tape.
The warehouse is large and empty: stacked wooden crates in the midground, a rusted beam crossing the upper frame, high shuttered windows in the background letting hard sunlight pour in as visible slanted shafts. Dust motes drift slowly through the beams, thickest where the light is strongest; everything beyond the shafts sits in cool shadow. The concrete catches one bright trapezoid of sun on which her shoulder and hair are laid, and the belts throw short sharp shadows onto the black fabric not the floor, since the fabric itself is raised off the ground.
Palette limited to black, silver tape, warm brown hair, deep greys and a single hot gold of the sun. Harsh high-contrast daylight, small gleam on sweat at her temple. Gritty, tense, uneasy.
余命一万一日
余
character: hirasawa_yui
1girl, hirasawa_yui, brown_hair, short_hair, hair_between_eyes, hairclip, blue_ribbon, brown_eyes, canvas_body_bag, white_canvas_bag, full_body_bag, head_out_only, no_visible_arms_in_bag, knees_bent, standing, duct_tape_over_mouth, tape_gag, neck_tied_with_string, cloth_flap_over_face, taut_fabric_following_body_contour, feet_fully_encased, from_side, full_body, dutch_angle, looking_at_viewer, blush, worried_eyes, bare_face, indoor, wooden_floor, soft_window_light,
A slightly low dutch-angled side view of a single girl standing on a bare pale wooden floor, caught in a small off-balance shift of weight: her knees are softly bent, both heels still flat, thighs pressed together so the taut white fabric pulls in a straight diagonal from hip to knee. Her whole body from the shoulders down — torso, arms, hips, thighs, calves, ankles, and every toe — is sealed inside one continuous bag of thick sturdy white canvas, cut so close to her body line that it reads as a second skin and not a sack: the weave is plainly visible, the fabric strains pale over the swell of her chest, creases in short tension folds behind the bent knees, and a bulge at the shoulder where her arms are trapped flat against her sides and elbows pressed to her ribs. The bag is neither too big nor too small — it stops exactly at the base of her throat, where a length of thin cord is wound twice and knotted tight, cinching the cloth into a puckered ring of gathered pleats so nothing shows beneath it. Above that knot the top edge of the canvas has been left long and stands up in a stiff 10-centimetre collar of cloth that flares forward past her jaw and leans out over her face, its cut edge slightly frayed and casting a thin shadow across her cheek and the bridge of her nose. Only her head is exposed: short brown hair falling to her jaw, a small hairclip and a blue ribbon at the side of her head, brows drawn up and inward, brown eyes wide and tilted down toward the tape at her mouth. A single strip of grey-silver duct tape is laid flat across her lips and sealed onto both cheeks, its ends pressed down with visible thumb-creased wrinkles, the tape's glossy surface catching the light while strands of hair are trapped under its lower edge. Her gaze is aimed at the viewer, chin slightly lifted, a faint blush high on both cheeks; the small unsteadiness of her stance shows in a tiny scuff of displaced dust under her left heel.
Single light source: a window off to the left, cool daylight at a low angle, striking the left side of the bag so the canvas goes bright to near-white and throwing the side away from the window into soft cool grey shadow; the light rims the stiff protruding cloth collar and leaves a crisp small shadow of the collar on her forehead. No other lighting: the far corner of the room falls away dark. Palette is restricted to white and off-white canvas, warm pale-brown floorboards and her brown hair, the blue of the ribbon and the grey of the tape — nothing else admitted. The room is otherwise empty and quiet. Tender, faintly uneasy.
余命一万一日
余
唯ちゃん捕まえた！
余命一万一日
余
character: hirasawa_yui
1girl, hirasawa_yui, brown_hair, short_hair, hair_between_eyes, hairclip, blue_ribbon, brown_eyes, canvas_body_bag, white_canvas_bag, full_body_bag, head_out_only, no_visible_arms_in_bag, knees_bent, standing, duct_tape_over_mouth, tape_gag, neck_tied_with_string, cloth_flap_over_face, taut_fabric_following_body_contour, feet_fully_encased, from_side, full_body, dutch_angle, looking_at_viewer, blush, worried_eyes, bare_face, indoor, wooden_floor, soft_window_light,
A slightly low dutch-angled side view of a single girl standing on a bare pale wooden floor, caught in a small off-balance shift of weight: her knees are softly bent, both heels still flat, thighs pressed together so the taut white fabric pulls in a straight diagonal from hip to knee. Her whole body from the shoulders down — torso, arms, hips, thighs, calves, ankles, and every toe — is sealed inside one continuous bag of thick sturdy white canvas, cut so close to her body line that it reads as a second skin and not a sack: the weave is plainly visible, the fabric strains pale over the swell of her chest, creases in short tension folds behind the bent knees, and a bulge at the shoulder where her arms are trapped flat against her sides and elbows pressed to her ribs. The bag is neither too big nor too small — it stops exactly at the base of her throat, where a length of thin cord is wound twice and knotted tight, cinching the cloth into a puckered ring of gathered pleats so nothing shows beneath it. Above that knot the top edge of the canvas has been left long and stands up in a stiff 10-centimetre collar of cloth that flares forward past her jaw and leans out over her face, its cut edge slightly frayed and casting a thin shadow across her cheek and the bridge of her nose. Only her head is exposed: short brown hair falling to her jaw, a small hairclip and a blue ribbon at the side of her head, brows drawn up and inward, brown eyes wide and tilted down toward the tape at her mouth. A single strip of grey-silver duct tape is laid flat across her lips and sealed onto both cheeks, its ends pressed down with visible thumb-creased wrinkles, the tape's glossy surface catching the light while strands of hair are trapped under its lower edge. Her gaze is aimed at the viewer, chin slightly lifted, a faint blush high on both cheeks; the small unsteadiness of her stance shows in a tiny scuff of displaced dust under her left heel.
Single light source: a window off to the left, cool daylight at a low angle, striking the left side of the bag so the canvas goes bright to near-white and throwing the side away from the window into soft cool grey shadow; the light rims the stiff protruding cloth collar and leaves a crisp small shadow of the collar on her forehead. No other lighting: the far corner of the room falls away dark. Palette is restricted to white and off-white canvas, warm pale-brown floorboards and her brown hair, the blue of the ribbon and the grey of the tape — nothing else admitted. The room is otherwise empty and quiet. Tender, faintly uneasy.
余命一万一日
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ᯓ★ ⚡ ♡ ᯓ★
(mai)
Winter joy in the snow
FriddaTiss
kyramisu
7
logos
ᯓᯓ 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙞
Hu Tao
KanKan Matcha
Tilith, the Goddess of Magical Star
entrophee_E:
푸른 물결 속의 신비로운 소녀
조개
anime
𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒
miku
𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒
🧣🚉 🪐 ‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧
(mai)
❄️Lolicia❄️
weirdcore...
ᯓᯓ 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙞
reunited at last
ᯓᯓ 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙞
₊˚⊹♡ 𝗯𝘂𝗻𝗻𝘆 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 ♡⊹˚₊
●♡⃝ 𝓑𝓾𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓵𝔂•ʚїɞ.𝕏𝕠
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₊˚ ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ 🍓🍞 ✧
(mai)
character: kaname_madoka_(magical_girl), copyright: mahou_shoujo_madoka_magica
Kaname Madoka from Puella Magi Madoka Magica, pink twin tails tied with deep red ribbons, wearing her iconic magical girl costume, white corset-like bodice with delicate back lacing, voluminous layered white and pale pink ruffled skirt, crimson ribbons flowing loosely around her body, viewed from behind at a three-quarter angle, seated with her back gracefully arched, both arms extending naturally downward behind her back, one hand gently holding the opposite wrist, clearly separated hands, relaxed slender fingers, five distinct fingers on each hand, natural finger spacing, anatomically correct wrists, elegant delicate hands, visible knuckles, softly curved fingers, hands clearly visible against the white skirt, unobstructed hand silhouette, accurate hand anatomy, head tilted far backward, chin raised toward the darkness, face mostly hidden, elegant elongated silhouette, delicate exposed shoulders, soft loose strands of pink hair, dramatic asymmetrical composition, close medium shot, large skirt filling the lower frame, dark almost black background, dramatic directional lighting, pale ivory highlights, muted dusty pink, cold gray shadows, rich crimson accents, strong contrast between luminous fabric and deep darkness, thick impasto oil painting, expressive visible brushstrokes, heavy layered paint, rough palette knife texture, sculptural paint strokes, painterly edges, textured canvas, loose gestural painting, rich tactile surface, dramatic chiaroscuro, melancholic atmosphere, haunting beauty, full bleed composition, edge-to-edge artwork, no borders, no frame, textured illustration, grainy texture, crayon texture, chalky brushwork, impasto strokes, bold color blocking, stylized anime, flat shading, dry brush effect, atmospheric lighting, soft glow highlights, rough painterly anime style, visible textured brushstrokes, heavy impasto texture, scratchy charcoal-like linework, expressive gestural strokes, smudged edges, desaturated base tones with aggressive high-contrast color, sketch style, rough brushstroke
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