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Dicavec2
YZ sanatı, Dicavec2 tarafından PixAI'de. Tsubaki.3 Flash ile oluşturuldu.
Parametreleri Göster
- Orijinal Prompt
- gardenia (pokemon), Cô đang đứng bên cạnh tường trong 1 khu vườn vào buổi chiều Có 1 bóng đen xuất hiện phía sau cô, hắn đưa chiếc khăn tẩm thuốc mê lên miệng cô và đưa 1 tay còn lại giữ chặt cô từ phía sau khiến cô không di chuyển được Cô cố gắng vùng vẫy nhưng không được, thuốc mê ngấm vào khiến cô buồn ngủ Góc quay gần thấy rõ được các chủ thể
- Mod
- flash
- Boyut
- 1104 x 1824
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d2
character: gardenia_(pokemon)
close-up, 2girls, gardenia_(pokemon), black_hair, two-tone_hair, brown_hair, short_hair, blunt_bangs, sidelocks, brown_eyes, green_capelet, black_shirt, cropped_shirt, brown_shorts, black_belt, green_boots, from behind, over-shoulder composition, head turned to profile, restrained, arm around waist, hand over mouth, cloth over mouth, drugged, drowsy, half-closed eyes, glazed eyes, rolling eyes, tears, struggling, helpless, limp body, slack arms, limp hands, dangling legs, leaning back against captor, shadowy figure, silhouette, faceless, black silhouette, dark figure behind, garden wall, garden, vines, night, low-key lighting, dutch angle, shallow depth of field,
A tight close-up, camera tilted slightly off level and placed just behind the girl's right shoulder, so the frame is packed with three overlapping layers: the girl's face turned toward the lens in near-profile, the black shape of her captor filling the whole right side of the frame behind her, and, at the very edge of the left frame, the flat pale wall of the garden with ivy creeping over it. The girl — short black hair cut in a blunt fringe with two-tone brown streaks running through it, sidelocks framing her cheeks, brown eyes — is pinned with her back arched against the man's chest, her weight tipped off her own feet and carried entirely by his arm: that forearm is clamped across her waist, the black fabric of her cropped shirt bunched and pulled taut under it, the flat of his hand spread wide on her hip, fingers digging in. His other hand, gloved, is pressed hard over her mouth and nose, a folded pale cloth crushed against her lower face, the cloth darkened and damp in one wet blot where the anaesthetic has soaked through; her lips are sealed behind it and her jaw works uselessly against his palm. Her head tips back into the hollow of his shoulder, chin lifted, throat stretched. The sleep is already in her: her eyelids have dropped to heavy slits, the irises gone dull and unfocused, filmed with a wet shine, and a single thin tear has tracked down the outside of her right eye toward her ear; her brows are drawn in a weak, crumpled pinch that no longer has the strength of resistance. Both her arms have gone slack and dropped from his wrist — they hang straight down in front of her body, fingers loosely curled and unclenched, swinging slightly, her green boots barely touching the ground on tiptoe where her legs have lost their footing. Her green capelet has slipped off one shoulder and hangs askew; strands of her fringe are stuck to her forehead with sweat. The captor is a pure black silhouette — no face, no features, only a hard clipped outline against the garden's dim light, a dark bulk of shoulders and a hooded head behind hers. Light comes from a single low lantern somewhere off-frame to the left: it strikes the left side of her face, her exposed throat, and the pale cloth brimming in a cold yellow-white, while the right half of her face and the whole of the silhouette sink into absolute darkness. The shallow focus keeps her eyes and the cloth razor-sharp and blurs the ivy wall behind to a soft green-black smear. Her capelet's edge hangs straight down rather than swaying as she goes still — the momentum of her struggling draining out of her body. Muted green, deep black and one sickly amber pool of light. Quiet dread.
Dicavec2
d2
character: gardenia_(pokemon)
2girls, gardenia (pokemon), black hair, short hair, blunt bangs, sidelocks, brown eyes, green capelet, black shirt, cropped shirt, long sleeves, brown shorts, black belt, green boots, standing next to wall, garden, afternoon, from behind, over-shoulder composition, close-up, dark shadowy figure behind her, faceless, black silhouette, chloroform-soaked cloth over her mouth, cloth pressed to face, arm around waist, restraining, held from behind, struggling, unable to move, reaching out, fingers splayed, drowsy, half-closed eyes, trembling, sweat, furrowed brow, parted lips, head tilted back against his shoulder, looking to the side, brick wall, ivy, golden afternoon light, long shadows
A tight over-shoulder close-up from behind and slightly to the right of the attacker: his black silhouette fills the right foreground, her face and shoulders occupy the left-center, and the garden wall runs diagonally behind them. Gardenia is pinned with her back against the man's chest, her right shoulder blade pressed to his sternum, her weight sagging onto her left leg while her right knee buckles inward; the wall's brick edge grazes her left hip. His left forearm crosses her torso high under the collarbone, flattening the green capelet against her chest, his gloved hand clamped over her right shoulder; his right hand presses a folded white cloth squarely over her mouth and nose, thumb at her jaw, the cloth dimpled by her lips and darkening where her breath soaks through it. Her right arm is flung out sideways, hand open, fingers splayed and straining toward the wall, fingertips an inch short of the brick; her left hand claws at his forearm. Her head is tipped back against his shoulder, chin lifted, eyes half-lidded and unfocused, looking sideways past the camera; a fine sheen of sweat at her temple, blunt bangs stuck to her forehead, one sidelock swung forward across her cheek, brown eyes glassy, lips parted behind the cloth, brows drawn in a failing frown, a shiver running through her shoulders. The attacker is rendered as a featureless near-black silhouette — no face, no eyes, no costume detail, only the blunt shape of a hooded head and broad shoulders rimmed with a thin warm edge light. Golden late-afternoon sun comes low from the left, striking the wall and the left side of her face and hair, leaving the man in shadow; long diagonal shadows of unseen shrubs fall across the brick, and the ivy leaves glow translucent where the light passes through them. Palette: warm ochre brick, deep leaf green in the capelet and ivy, sun-yellow highlights on her hair, and a heavy black mass behind her, nothing else admitted. Background foliage softened into shallow-focus bokeh, the wall's mortar lines crisp at her hip. Tense, airless dread.
Dicavec2
d2
character: gardenia_(pokemon)
close-up, 2girls, gardenia_(pokemon), black_hair, two-tone_hair, brown_hair, short_hair, blunt_bangs, sidelocks, brown_eyes, green_capelet, black_shirt, cropped_shirt, brown_shorts, black_belt, green_boots, from behind, over-shoulder composition, head turned to profile, restrained, arm around waist, hand over mouth, cloth over mouth, drugged, drowsy, half-closed eyes, glazed eyes, rolling eyes, tears, struggling, helpless, limp body, slack arms, limp hands, dangling legs, leaning back against captor, shadowy figure, silhouette, faceless, black silhouette, dark figure behind, garden wall, garden, vines, night, low-key lighting, dutch angle, shallow depth of field,
A tight close-up, camera tilted slightly off level and placed just behind the girl's right shoulder, so the frame is packed with three overlapping layers: the girl's face turned toward the lens in near-profile, the black shape of her captor filling the whole right side of the frame behind her, and, at the very edge of the left frame, the flat pale wall of the garden with ivy creeping over it. The girl — short black hair cut in a blunt fringe with two-tone brown streaks running through it, sidelocks framing her cheeks, brown eyes — is pinned with her back arched against the man's chest, her weight tipped off her own feet and carried entirely by his arm: that forearm is clamped across her waist, the black fabric of her cropped shirt bunched and pulled taut under it, the flat of his hand spread wide on her hip, fingers digging in. His other hand, gloved, is pressed hard over her mouth and nose, a folded pale cloth crushed against her lower face, the cloth darkened and damp in one wet blot where the anaesthetic has soaked through; her lips are sealed behind it and her jaw works uselessly against his palm. Her head tips back into the hollow of his shoulder, chin lifted, throat stretched. The sleep is already in her: her eyelids have dropped to heavy slits, the irises gone dull and unfocused, filmed with a wet shine, and a single thin tear has tracked down the outside of her right eye toward her ear; her brows are drawn in a weak, crumpled pinch that no longer has the strength of resistance. Both her arms have gone slack and dropped from his wrist — they hang straight down in front of her body, fingers loosely curled and unclenched, swinging slightly, her green boots barely touching the ground on tiptoe where her legs have lost their footing. Her green capelet has slipped off one shoulder and hangs askew; strands of her fringe are stuck to her forehead with sweat. The captor is a pure black silhouette — no face, no features, only a hard clipped outline against the garden's dim light, a dark bulk of shoulders and a hooded head behind hers. Light comes from a single low lantern somewhere off-frame to the left: it strikes the left side of her face, her exposed throat, and the pale cloth brimming in a cold yellow-white, while the right half of her face and the whole of the silhouette sink into absolute darkness. The shallow focus keeps her eyes and the cloth razor-sharp and blurs the ivy wall behind to a soft green-black smear. Her capelet's edge hangs straight down rather than swaying as she goes still — the momentum of her struggling draining out of her body. Muted green, deep black and one sickly amber pool of light. Quiet dread.
Dicavec2
d2
character: gardenia_(pokemon)
close-up, 2girls, gardenia_(pokemon), black_hair, two-tone_hair, brown_hair, short_hair, blunt_bangs, sidelocks, brown_eyes, green_capelet, black_shirt, cropped_shirt, brown_shorts, black_belt, green_boots, from behind, over-shoulder composition, head turned to profile, restrained, arm around waist, hand over mouth, cloth over mouth, drugged, drowsy, half-closed eyes, glazed eyes, rolling eyes, tears, struggling, helpless, limp body, slack arms, limp hands, dangling legs, leaning back against captor, shadowy figure, silhouette, faceless, black silhouette, dark figure behind, garden wall, garden, vines, night, low-key lighting, dutch angle, shallow depth of field,
A tight close-up, camera tilted slightly off level and placed just behind the girl's right shoulder, so the frame is packed with three overlapping layers: the girl's face turned toward the lens in near-profile, the black shape of her captor filling the whole right side of the frame behind her, and, at the very edge of the left frame, the flat pale wall of the garden with ivy creeping over it. The girl — short black hair cut in a blunt fringe with two-tone brown streaks running through it, sidelocks framing her cheeks, brown eyes — is pinned with her back arched against the man's chest, her weight tipped off her own feet and carried entirely by his arm: that forearm is clamped across her waist, the black fabric of her cropped shirt bunched and pulled taut under it, the flat of his hand spread wide on her hip, fingers digging in. His other hand, gloved, is pressed hard over her mouth and nose, a folded pale cloth crushed against her lower face, the cloth darkened and damp in one wet blot where the anaesthetic has soaked through; her lips are sealed behind it and her jaw works uselessly against his palm. Her head tips back into the hollow of his shoulder, chin lifted, throat stretched. The sleep is already in her: her eyelids have dropped to heavy slits, the irises gone dull and unfocused, filmed with a wet shine, and a single thin tear has tracked down the outside of her right eye toward her ear; her brows are drawn in a weak, crumpled pinch that no longer has the strength of resistance. Both her arms have gone slack and dropped from his wrist — they hang straight down in front of her body, fingers loosely curled and unclenched, swinging slightly, her green boots barely touching the ground on tiptoe where her legs have lost their footing. Her green capelet has slipped off one shoulder and hangs askew; strands of her fringe are stuck to her forehead with sweat. The captor is a pure black silhouette — no face, no features, only a hard clipped outline against the garden's dim light, a dark bulk of shoulders and a hooded head behind hers. Light comes from a single low lantern somewhere off-frame to the left: it strikes the left side of her face, her exposed throat, and the pale cloth brimming in a cold yellow-white, while the right half of her face and the whole of the silhouette sink into absolute darkness. The shallow focus keeps her eyes and the cloth razor-sharp and blurs the ivy wall behind to a soft green-black smear. Her capelet's edge hangs straight down rather than swaying as she goes still — the momentum of her struggling draining out of her body. Muted green, deep black and one sickly amber pool of light. Quiet dread.
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