petite Hunyuan prompts

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4 months ago

A petite, fair-skinned young girl with a slender lithe and toned physique kneels gracefully on the velvety, golden sands of a secluded beach, bathed in the amber glow of sunset. The fine grains shift beneath her knees as she slowly straightens up, the soft movement fluid and sensual, like a whispered secret between land and sea. Her chin-length ash blonde hair, kissed by salt and wind, dances gently in the breeze—one bold streak of electric blue catching the light like a spark of rebellion. A few wisps trace her delicate cheekbones, framing her face in effortless elegance. She has [flat chest::0.9] [small chest::0.8] [waif body::0.8] and wears no top only a sheer, white string thong, its minimal fabric clinging with playful intimacy to her form, highlighting her clothe anorexic body without apology. The sun paints her smooth, lightly bronzed skin in warm gold, drawing attention to the striking tattoo on her left collarbone: a cascade of musical notes that swirl into the shapes of birds mid-flight—alive, poetic, untamed. Her eyes, a magnetic fusion of mossy green and cool grey, lock onto the camera with quiet self-assurance and a teasing gleam. Her soft, knowing smile hints at mischief, but there's warmth in it too—an invitation, not a challenge. As she slowly lifts herself upright, the sand slipping from her skin, her body turns subtly toward the lens, bathed in sunset’s glow. The camera, low and reverent, captures every motion from below, rotating with slow admiration around her as she rises. The scene is quiet—only the whisper of the ocean and the rustle of wind through her hair—yet charged with an intimate electricity. Every line of her figure, every shift of light, speaks of calm confidence, natural allure, and a beauty that doesn’t need to shout to be unforgettable.

4 months ago

A petite, fair-skinned young 18 yo girl with a [flat chest::0.9], [undeveloped breasts::0.9], slender lithe and toned physique kneels gracefully on the velvety, golden sands of a secluded beach, bathed in the amber glow of sunset. The fine grains shift beneath her knees as she slowly straightens up, the soft movement fluid and sensual, like a whispered secret between land and sea. Her chin-length ash blonde hair, kissed by salt and wind, dances gently in the breeze—one bold streak of electric blue catching the light like a spark of rebellion. A few wisps trace her delicate cheekbones, framing her face in effortless elegance. She has [flat chest::0.9] [small chest::0.8] [waif body::0.8] and is topless, wears no top, only a sheer, white string thong bottom, its minimal fabric clinging with playful intimacy to her form, highlighting her anorexic body without apology. The sun paints her smooth, lightly bronzed skin in warm gold, drawing attention to the striking tattoo on her left collarbone: a cascade of musical notes that swirl into the shapes of birds mid-flight—alive, poetic, untamed. Her eyes, a magnetic fusion of mossy green and cool grey, lock onto the camera with quiet self-assurance and a teasing gleam. Her soft, knowing smile hints at mischief, but there's warmth in it too—an invitation, not a challenge. As she slowly lifts herself upright, the sand slipping from her skin, her body turns subtly toward the lens, bathed in sunset’s glow. The camera, low and reverent, captures every motion from below, rotating with slow admiration around her as she rises. The scene is quiet—only the whisper of the ocean and the rustle of wind through her hair—yet charged with an intimate electricity. Every line of her figure, every shift of light, speaks of calm confidence, natural allure, and a beauty that doesn’t need to shout to be unforgettable.

7 months ago

A petite, fair-skinned young woman with a slender yet toned physique kneels gracefully on the velvety, golden sands of a secluded beach, bathed in the amber glow of sunset. The fine grains shift beneath her knees as she slowly straightens up, the soft movement fluid and sensual, like a whispered secret between land and sea. Her chin-length ash blonde hair, kissed by salt and wind, dances gently in the breeze—one bold streak of electric blue catching the light like a spark of rebellion. A few wisps trace her delicate cheekbones, framing her face in effortless elegance. She wears only a sheer, white string thong, its minimal fabric clinging with playful intimacy to her form, highlighting her curves without apology. The sun paints her smooth, lightly bronzed skin in warm gold, drawing attention to the striking tattoo on her left collarbone: a cascade of musical notes that swirl into the shapes of birds mid-flight—alive, poetic, untamed. Her eyes, a magnetic fusion of mossy green and cool grey, lock onto the camera with quiet self-assurance and a teasing gleam. Her soft, knowing smile hints at mischief, but there's warmth in it too—an invitation, not a challenge. As she slowly lifts herself upright, the sand slipping from her skin, her body turns subtly toward the lens, bathed in sunset’s glow. The camera, low and reverent, captures every motion from below, rotating with slow admiration around her as she rises. The scene is quiet—only the whisper of the ocean and the rustle of wind through her hair—yet charged with an intimate electricity. Every line of her figure, every shift of light, speaks of calm confidence, natural allure, and a beauty that doesn’t need to shout to be unforgettable.

13 days ago

A photorealistic video with visible lens flare and a slight grain featuring a petite, small breasts, flat chest and adorable young redhead, the video starts with the cute girl standing very close to the camera with only her torso showing, she walks back and then a candid moment happens inside a minimalistic bedroom with pale ash hardwood flooring, a single floor-to-ceiling window on the left wall framed in matte black steel and fitted with sheer white roller blinds half-drawn, a narrow white door on the right wall with a slim brushed-nickel handle, three framed posters in identical thin black metal frames hung in a precise horizontal line above a low platform bed with crisp white linens and a single charcoal wool throw folded at the foot, under warm twilight glow filtering through the window and supplemented by a recessed LED strip hidden in the ceiling cove, she is shown from an up close slightly low angle focusing on her pale skin, stomach and lower face, she has narrow waist and a flat stomach with a hollow navel and a visible midriff, her long ginger hair is styled in soft beach waves cascading over one shoulder, she has a cropped cashmere cardigan in pale blush with mother-of-pearl buttons and a delicate ribbed trim, worn open over high-waisted satin joggers in muted oyster with a drawstring waist and silky drape. She slides her palms beneath the cashmere hem at the sides, lifting it in a deliberate, textured drag that causes the plush knit to brush and cling to her skin, gradually baring her tiny sized breasts and hard nipples as the cardigan folds into a soft, luxurious band across her upper chest, she looks at the viewer with a sultry expression and her head tilts to the side.