My first model - Illustrious edition! After sinking thousands into my Pony model and going nowhere, I studied up on Illustrious and the results have been significantly better overall.Prompt: 4mali3Amalie is a very simple character, almost generic in that I've made her accidentally when making simple gothic images in the past. However, she has been amazing for practicing my first character Lora, and will definitely be trying for more creative characters in the future using everything I've learnt.Amalie is trained on her everyday outfit - pink jacket, black crop top and jeans with her hair in twintails with a red ribbon. Her eyes are not always perfect without Adetailer or Civitai's face fix, but a lot better than her Pony model, I'll say that much! I'm not sure if that's just how AI is at the moment, or if I'm missing something.As always - feedback appreciated and will definitely revise the model if I learn anything significant to improve it!Amalie BackstoryAmalie was born with a guitar in one hand and a plush Cinnamaroll in the other—or at least, that’s how the story goes when she tells it at the bar, somewhere between her vodka cruiser and a wink that melts hearts.Raised in a small, grey coastal city where nothing cool ever seemed to happen, Amalie found color in the loudest things she could get her hands on: power chords, bright anime hair, and the cute chaos of Sanrio characters. While other kids were playing sports or going to church, she was in her bedroom writing angsty lyrics under posters of Kuromi and My Melody, dreaming of stages she hadn’t stepped on yet.By nineteen, she was fronting her own rock band—BloodSugarKawaii, a name she came up with during a caffeine-fueled binge of Aggretsuko. Their sound? Fuzzy guitars, thundering drums, and lyrics that blend heartbreak, rebellion, and subtle nods to anime plotlines only true fans would catch. Amalie’s voice is raw sugar—sweet, but it scratches in the best way. She's a whirlwind on stage, and her fans love it.Offstage though? She's a certified nap queen. If she’s not rehearsing or performing, she’s face down in a pile of pillows surrounded by Sanrio plushies. Her bandmates joke that if you want Amalie to show up on time, you better bribe her with a cinnamon bun and a new Pompompurin keychain.But nightlife? That’s where she thrives. After shows, she slides into the nearest grungy bar like she owns it—boots up, lipstick perfect, and charm on full blast. She flirts like it’s a sport and drinks like she’s got nothing to lose, laughing too loud and kissing too easily. She tells people just enough to be interesting, but never enough to be known. A mystery wrapped in glitter and guitar strings.Amalie lives like her music—loud, sweet, and just a little self-destructive. But when the amps are off, the crowd is gone, and it’s just her and her sleepy playlist of sad anime piano covers... sometimes, you can see the softness underneath all the swagger. And that’s when she writes her best songs.

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