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character: maomao_(kusuriya_no_hitorigoto), tamamo_aria_(fate), copyright: kusuriya_no_hitorigoto
1girl, solo, maomao_(kusuriya_no_hitorigoto) cosplay, green hair, long hair, blunt bangs, hair bun, hair beads, blue eyes, dilated pupils, stoned expression, half-closed eyes, droopy eyelids, green fox ears, green fox tail, yellow kimono, off-shoulder kimono, short kimono, very long sleeves, wide sleeves, bare shoulders, white pantyhose, oversized katana, katana on back, large sword, fox girl, full body, from below, dutch angle, standing, weight on one leg, looking at viewer, blank stare, open mouth, light blush, empty studio backdrop
The camera sits low and tilted a few degrees off level, looking up at a single girl who fills the frame from the tips of her fox ears down to her stockinged feet, an empty seamless pale grey-white studio sweep behind her so nothing competes with her. She has green hair cut in blunt straight bangs across the brow, the rest gathered into a bun with small hair beads, and long strands slipping loose at her cheeks; her eyes are blue with pupils blown wide and dilated, lids half lowered, gaze slack and aimed straight at the lens without focus — the stoned, drifting calm of someone pleasantly far away, lips parted a little, a faint blush sitting high on both cheeks. A pair of green fox ears rises from the top of her head, fur the same green as her hair, inner shells pale; her green fox tail hangs out behind her hip, thick and bushy, its tip curling slightly and swaying to one side as if caught mid-drift. She wears a yellow short kimono pulled off both shoulders, the collar sitting low across the upper arms so her bare shoulders and collarbones show, and its sleeves are absurdly long, heavy yellow fabric hanging past her knees and pooling a little toward the floor; below the hem, white pantyhose sheathes both legs smoothly down to her feet. An oversized katana is slung across her back, its great lacquered scabbard crossing diagonally from her left shoulder to her right hip, the hilt standing up above her shoulder, longer than her torso is wide and visibly heavy. She stands with her weight shifted onto one leg, the other knee relaxed and slightly bent, hips cocked; one hand hangs loose at her side with the long sleeve drooping off it, the other rests slack against the scabbard strap at her shoulder, fingers barely curled. Soft even studio light from the front-left wraps her, the yellow fabric taking the brightest highlight along the collar and one long sleeve while the shadow falls gently to her right and a soft contact shadow gathers under her stockinged feet; the palette is held to green, yellow, white and the grey ground. The long sleeves hang dead-straight with no swing in them, the way heavy cloth hangs when the body is completely still, and her tail drifts a beat behind her. Hazy, blissful.
Oct 29, 2026 1:13 AM