鼬耳 畫廊

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character: reisa_(blue_archive), shigure_(blue_archive), copyright: blue_archive 1girl, solo, full body, reisa_(blue_archive) as the wearer, short aqua-green hair with a pink two-tone streak and a small star hair ornament, ahoge, long twintails tied low, weasel ears, weasel tail, purple eyes, aqua-green skin all over, heavy blush across both cheeks, grey bath yukata worn loose, wide sleeves, obi sash at the waist, bare feet, standing on one leg, tiptoes, mid-turn, looking back over her shoulder, head tilt, one hand raised to her own cheek, other hand holding the yukata's front closed, open mouth, small startled smile, from side, cowboy shot to full body, plain wooden engawa veranda, shoji screen behind her, tatami mat floor, warm low afternoon light from the right, cool shadow left, simple warm palette of greys, warm wood, aqua-green, and a single pink accent in her hair, faint floorboard seam under her toes, quiet, tender The camera sits low and to her side, so the whole of her is in frame from the soles of her feet to the top of her twintails: she has pivoted half away on the ball of her right foot, her left heel lifted off the boards, and she is looking back over her right shoulder toward the lens. The yukata's grey fabric has slipped off that shoulder in the turn and she is catching it closed with her left hand at the collar, knuckles pressed into the cloth; her right hand rests flat against her own blushing cheek, fingers curled. Both weasel ears tilt back along the turn and the tail sweeps out low behind her calves, brushing the tatami. The warm light rakes in from the right, laying a bright edge along her arm and jaw and throwing the shadow of her lifted leg back across the boards to the left, where the shoji lattice also prints its shadow; where her toes touch the floor the boards show a faint seam line. The yukata's grey, the warm brown of the veranda, the aqua-green of her skin and the pink streak in her hair are the only colours admitted. The moment is caught between turning away and turning back, bashful and pleased at once.
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character: shigure_(blue_archive), copyright: blue_archive 1girl, solo, chibi, shigure_(blue_archive), short aqua-green hair, hair between eyes, animal ears, weasel ears, purple eyes, weasel tail, blue archive town girl costume, town girl outfit, halloween theme, school festival, shaking a drink, cocktail shaker, counter, holding shaker with both hands, leaning forward, from above, looking at object, grin, one eye closed, open mouth, :d, blush, puffy sleeves, apron, pumpkin decorations, jack-o'-lantern, festival bunting, candy bowl, no hat, bare head, hair unadorned, bare ears, high angle, dutch angle, close-up, warm lantern light, orange and purple palette, chibi proportions, thick outline, cel shading, super deformed Chibi proportions, whole body about three heads tall, seen from above at a slight dutch angle so the counter edge cuts a diagonal across the lower third of the frame. A single chibi girl with a huge round head stands behind a low wooden counter, leaning far forward over it so her short aqua-green hair, cut to frame her face with a lock falling between her eyes, swings forward past her cheeks; a pair of small weasel ears rise from the crown of her head, both of them bare and unobstructed, and her head wears nothing else at all — the aqua-green hair is completely unadorned. Her head is tilted down toward her hands, both huge small fists clamped around a metal cocktail shaker that she is shaking at chest height above the countertop; her weight rests on her right hip, her left leg cocked, one sandaled toe popped up off the floor behind her. Her purple eyes are fixed on the shaker, not the viewer; one eye is squeezed shut in effort, her mouth open in a small "d" of concentration and delight, a blush of two flat ovals on each cheek. She wears a town-girl costume: a cream blouse with puffed sleeves and a rust-orange bodice, a wide brown apron tied at the waist with its hem swinging out to one side from the shake, a short gathered skirt, and a little orange ribbon at the throat — nothing at her ears, nothing in her hair. Her weasel tail curls out behind her hips to the right, its tip flicking up from the effort. The counter is a plank of warm wood, festival stalls, string bunting of tiny flags and small carved jack-o'-lanterns stacked at the counter's far end behind her, candy bowl at the near corner; the background drops into a soft dark purple blur of lit stalls, everything illegible. A single warm lantern hangs above and to the upper left and is the only light source: it lays a hot orange rim along the top of her head, the shaker and the countertop edge, and leaves the underside of her chin, the front of the apron and the space beyond the lantern's pool in deep cold violet shadow. Inside the shaker, a thin crescent of chilled condensation beads on the metal below the lid, wetting her knuckles. Orange, cream, brown and deep purple, nothing else admitted. Mischievous, warm.
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