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A celtic woad Warrior princess in a Moonlit Glade
dual wielding two axes with practiced ease, she charges forward, her very pretty very attractive fiery red hair flying like a banner behind her. She wears revealing woad style celtic clothes rather than armor, with very limited hide leather pieces, and instead leather straps and woad paint. revealing, seductive, barbarian, Her weathered clothing scraps sways with each step, revealing muscular legs scarred from years of battle. Her pale, freckled skin glistens with sweat, but her ice-blue eyes burn with unshakable resolve. As her enemies close in, she prepares to make her stand under the cold gaze of the full moon. (Action scene, cinematic, well posed, very pretty and attractive, masterpiece, battle field background but focusing more on the story of the scene we are presented), film still, scene,

A menacing clown looms in the foreground of a dimly lit circus tent, his grotesque visage dominating the frame. His pale, cracked makeup clings to weathered skin, revealing the ravages of time and malevolence beneath. Deep creases etch themselves into his forehead and around his sunken eyes, which gleam with a predatory hunger. The clown's nose, once a cheerful red bulb, now appears mottled and discolored, like decaying flesh. His lips, stretched into an unnatural snarl, reveal rows of oversized, yellowed teeth, each one jagged and razor-sharp. Saliva glistens on these monstrous fangs, hinting at an insatiable appetite for terror. The clown's traditional bright costume has faded to muted, sinister hues. His ruffled collar, once pristine white, is now stained with unspeakable dark splotches. Tattered remnants of colorful fabric hang from his shoulders, swaying gently in an unfelt breeze. In the background, the circus tent's striped patterns twist and distort, creating an unsettling, almost hallucinatory effect. Shadows writhe at the edges of the scene, suggesting unseen horrors lurking just out of sight. The ambient lighting is harsh and uneven, casting stark shadows across the clown's features and accentuating every horrifying detail. Flecks of glitter catch the light, a perverse reminder of the circus's former gaiety now twisted into something nightmarish. The clown's hair, a tangled mess of faded green and matted orange, juts out at odd angles from beneath a warped and stained hat. His eyes, bloodshot and wild, seem to follow the viewer no matter where they look. Hyper-realistic textures bring every grotesque element to life: the coarse stubble pushing through the clown's makeup, the oily sheen of sweat on his brow, the cracked and peeling paint on his cheeks. In one gloved hand, he clutches a deflated balloon animal, its rubber skin wrinkled and punctured. The other hand, partially obscured, hints at something sharp and metallic. The surrounding circus environment is a study in decay and abandonment. Tattered posters curl at the edges, their cheery slogans now seeming like cruel mockeries. A broken carousel horse lies toppled in the background, its once-bright paint chipped and faded. The sawdust-covered ground is littered with discarded tickets and crushed popcorn containers, silent testaments to long-departed audiences. This nightmarish scene captures the essence of corrupted innocence and the dark underbelly of what was once a place of joy and wonder. The hyper-realistic style brings every horrifying detail into sharp focus, creating an image that is both captivating and deeply unsettling.

A close-up of a furious viking face, his glacier blue eyes glistening with tears that streak down his pale, thick long beard. long brown hair. Strands of hair cling to his face, damp from sweat and screaming. his trembling hands clutch a wooden handle of a large battle axe, reflecting faintly, casting soft, warm light across his masculine features. The background fades into a blurred haze of crimson and amber from a burning sunset, with faint silhouettes of fallen comrades barely visible. The focus is intensely dramatic, capturing every detail of his rage and the fight he is about to enter.

Hyper-realistic portrait of a woman with dark, damp hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, set against a dystopian urban nightscape. Her face is illuminated by a mix of neon blues and reds, casting dramatic shadows across her features. She gazes intensely over her shoulder, revealing a delicate floral tattoo on her upper arm. The woman is surrounded by a sea of vibrant red flowers, likely gerberas or dahlias, which contrast sharply with the gritty city backdrop. Her skin glistens with a light sheen of sweat or rain, emphasizing the humid atmosphere. In the background, out-of-focus city lights create a bokeh effect, suggesting a bustling metropolis. The overall color palette is dominated by deep reds and cool blues, creating a moody, almost surreal ambiance. Fine details are captured with stunning clarity: individual strands of hair, the texture of her skin, the intricate patterns of her earrings, and the delicate petals of the flowers. The lighting is complex, with the warm glow of distant streetlights competing with the harsh neon signs, all reflecting off the wet surfaces in the scene.

[Sony Venice, 50mm Zeiss Planar: Cinematic Still] A pirate bunny character explorer's face glistens with sweat, eyes wide in awe at the ancient atlantis ruins before them.

Detailed hand, aidmafluxpro1.1, DragonBall_Z_style
(An anime screenshot from dragonball z) of (Son Goku in his base form) facing the camera, floating mid-air, his muscular, battle-worn body illuminated by the energy of a massive Spirit Bomb glowing above his head. His black, spiked hair and intense black eyes reflect his determination as he tilts slightly backward in a dynamic pose, both arms fully raised, hands clutching the enormous glowing blue sphere of energy. Sparks of energy crackle around the Spirit Bomb, bathing the scene in radiant light.
Goku’s iconic red dougi is torn and tattered from battle, his blue sash still tightly secured around his waist. His bare arms and chest display visible scars and battle damage, his face glistening with subtle sweat. His serious expression, furrowed brows, and clenched jaw convey his resolve as he gazes into the sky, calling upon the energy of Earth’s people.
The backdrop is a ruined city, with shattered buildings and rubble scattered across the ground, under a stormy, overcast sky. The Spirit Bomb's glow lights up the dark clouds and the devastated landscape, creating a dramatic contrast. (Subtitles at the bottom of the image read: “People of Earth, lend me your Buzz!”) in bold lettering, matching the cinematic style. The scene is rendered with gritty details, glowing energy illuminating the surroundings, and dynamic Dutch angle framing for maximum impact.

A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of A Klingon woman kneels in a sacred shrine, clad in her full, gleaming armor, her forehead ridges glistening with sweat. A caption at the bottom of the image reads "Buzz With Honor". Before her, two symbols of her heritage hang suspended in the air: the batleth, representing honor and war, and a glowing orb, symbolizing the spiritual realm and the ancestors' wisdom. The shrine is dark, with a smoky, blood-red hue, casting long shadows across her face, emphasizing her intense expression. She reaches out with one hand toward the batleth, her warriors instincts pulling her toward violence, while her other hand hesitates near the orb, as if drawn by something deeper within her soul. Stone walls, covered in ancient Klingon script, echo with the distant hum of chants. The room pulses with the tension between violence and reflection, between bloodshed and spiritual enlightenment. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.) in the style of Jed-clrfl

Monochrome with color, dim crimson lighting accentuated by flickering gold embers in a shadowy, smoke-filled room. A succubus sits languidly, her pose leaning forward, chin resting on one hand, her fiery gaze locking onto yours. Her face is perfectly symmetrical, with sharp cheekbones that catch the flickering golden light, and skin the color of dark wine, faintly glistening with sweat. Her lips, glossy and full, part slightly to reveal sharp white teeth, teasing a dangerous allure. Her long, jet-black hair cascades in sleek waves over her bare shoulders, glowing faintly where it catches the light. Tiny horns, curved and smooth like obsidian, emerge from her temple, framing her deep, smoldering red eyes. A faint scar runs diagonally across her brow, giving her a dangerous, lived-in allure. Behind her, the lounge’s velvet couches smolder, embers rising into the air while faint jazz music hums from a broken phonograph. Smoke curls sensually around her shoulders as she holds a half-empty glass of glowing golden liquid, its contents swirling with hypnotic patterns. Her tail flicks playfully, the sharp tip tracing circles in the air as she leans in, as if inviting you into her web.

Her muscular shoulders and chest, partially exposed beneath the scratched and dented bronze armor, emphasize her powerful physique. The intricate engravings on the armor—nintendo symbols, laurel leaves, and battle scenes—are stained with remnants of her challenges, adding to the visceral sense of her prowess. Her bronze-toned skin glistens with sweat, highlighting the curves of her strong, broad chest. A thick hood casts a deep shadow over her face, obscuring her features in darkness and adding a mysterious aura to her presence.
In her right hand, just visible within the frame, she grips a game controller, its buttons worn and scuffed from intense gameplay. Her other hand rests on her hip, confidently poised. The thick red cape draped over her shoulder falls behind her, catching the wind, while the warm light casts deep shadows across her muscular frame, enhancing the raw, primal power she exudes.

Her muscular shoulders and chest are partially revealed beneath the scratched and dented white armor, emphasizing her powerful physique in an ominous twilight. The intricate engravings on the armor—symbols of divine power, laurel leaves, and haunting battle scenes—shimmer in the ghostly light, adding an eerie yet fierce aura that hints at past glories and unspoken tragedies. Her skin, glowing with a bronze hue, glistens with sweat and remnants of battle, accentuating the voluptuous curves of her full neckline, which seems almost vulnerable against the hardened exterior.
In her right hand, she grips a bloodstained game controller, its buttons worn and smeared, telling tales of relentless struggle and obsession. The blood appears dark and congealed, hinting at battles fought not just in physical realms but also within the mind. A long, flowing white cape drapes over her shoulders, billowing in the wind like a ghostly specter, contrasting sharply with the battered armor and echoing a sense of loss and longing.
The light casts soft, dramatic shadows across her frame, enhancing the commanding and divine strength she radiates, yet there's an unsettling quality to her presence, as if she stands at the edge of a forgotten battlefield. The atmosphere is thick with tension, whispering of triumphs overshadowed by darkness, hinting at a deeper struggle that lies beneath the surface of her commanding exterior.

A raver girl wearing black and neon clothes stands in a surreal, inflatable nightclub, her body glistening with sweat. The entire club is a bizarre, inflatable wonderland—walls, furniture, and even the bar are made of glossy, inflatable material that bends and sways with the pulsing bass. Laser beams slice through the air, reflecting off the inflatable surfaces, creating a kaleidoscope of light. The model, adorned in edgy, kink-inspired attire, clutches an inflatable cat, its eyes glowing with neon hues. Her oversized, avant-garde shoes, impossibly tall and exaggerated, anchor her in this dreamlike space. The scene is kinky and artistic, with an air of playful rebellion as the model strikes a pose that blurs the line between fashion and fetish, between reality and surreal fantasy.

score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, 1girl, 21 year old, blonde, beautiful face,
from above angle. asian female wizard, long black straight hair, slytherin clothing, sitting in medieval alchemy lab. potions. cold lighting, stark shadows, dark night, sweat. loose clothing, shouder-free top , gasp for air, fascinated, deep v-neck. dark foxy eyes. eye make-up. brown eyes. mysterious eyes, stary eyes, intense stare. hand in hair
highly detailed skin, perfect hips, wide hips, highly detailed skin, glistening skin, movie still, ((perfect eyes)),

an ultra high definition full body photo of a thin 20 yo european female cyclist wearing a skintight grey and green long sleeved biketard, she is on the side of a mountain road, she is holding a cycling green helmet in one hand and a Comanche bicycle in the other, she has messy brown hair with highlights pulled back into a ponytail with a few strands hanging down, she is smiling as her skin is glistening from the sweat of working out, she has thin legs small hips perfect small round ass with a thigh gap, This is a photograph of a young woman captured from the side, aesthetic_pos, 3aidmaMJ6.1

A 16k, ultra-resolution wide shot depicting a blacksmith in his rustic, dimly lit hut, circa 600 AD in Saudi Arabia, intensely crafting a sword as tendrils of fire dance in the air, casting a warm, golden glow on the earthen walls and the blacksmith's rugged, sun-kissed skin, with sweat glistening on his furrowed brow and a few days' worth of stubble framing his strong, determined jawline, his worn, leather apron stained with soot and flecks of molten metal, as the fiery sparks illuminate the surrounding tools and half-finished projects, amidst the pungent aroma of smoldering coal and hot metal, with the distant, muted sounds of a bustling ancient marketplace carrying through the open windows.

ArsMovieStill, movie still from a 60s psychedelic movie, Monochrome with color, retro scan of 80s-anime-ai spectral neon Gradient ascii_art, a 80s Sci-fi Ethereal. Dark space, 80`s sci-fi book artwork, lofi, neon-pastel colors, grainy, vintage, A dramatic, intimate close-up of the desert princess's face, her sun-kissed skin glowing with a faint golden sheen, framed by strands of windblown, sand-dusted hair. Her striking heterochromatic eyes captivate the viewer—one a luminous amber, like the burning hues of a desert dawn, the other a soft, spectral turquoise, reminiscent of a long-lost oasis. The contrasting colors seem to tell a story of duality: resilience and longing, fire and water.
Tiny beads of sweat glisten on her brow, mingling with faint traces of sand, adding texture to her weathered yet radiant complexion. Her intricately beaded veil partially obscures her face, its shimmering threads catching the volumetric light that filters through swirling, dusty air. The ornate, cracked headpiece rests prominently on her forehead, its ancient carvings glowing faintly with a forgotten energy, casting intricate, shifting shadows across her features.
The atmosphere is rich with cinematic depth—shafts of pale, ethereal light pierce through a stormy ochre sky, illuminating her face in a soft, otherworldly glow. Dust particles float in the air, momentarily glinting as they pass through the light, enhancing the scene’s layered realism. Her expression is resolute yet melancholic,

A close-up of a grief-stricken elven warrior's face, her emerald-green eyes glistening with tears that streak down her pale, dirt-smeared cheeks. pointy elf ears. Strands of silver hair cling to her face, damp from sweat and sorrow. Her trembling hands clutch the hilt of a broken sword pressed against her forehead, its glowing runes flickering faintly, casting soft, mournful light across her features. The background fades into a blurred haze of crimson and amber from a burning sunset, with faint silhouettes of fallen comrades barely visible. The focus is intensely dramatic, capturing every detail of her anguish and the weight of loss etched into her expression.

hyper-detailed, modernretroanime, Anime, anime screencap, cel shading, dramatic, sharp detail, mature female,
Create an ultra-detailed hyperrealistic close-up of a sun-kissed woman’s lower face viewed from a low angle, her full glossy lips parted sensually, bathed in warm golden-hour sunlight that emphasizes the subtle skin textures, glistening sweat sheen, and painted light brushwork across her cheeks and jawline, with oversized reflective aviator sunglasses showing a mirrored view of a bustling Mediterranean rooftop scene with palm trees, power lines, sun-drenched balconies, colorful laundry flapping in the heat, and a bright cobalt sky bleeding into golden-orange gradients, all rendered with painterly stylization, cinematic focus, and warm saturated tones capturing the sweltering vibe of a late summer afternoon in a vibrant urban setting.
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In a dynamic oil painting, a rugged man with tousled dark hair and a determined expression engages in a fierce struggle with an enormous, majestic big cat, its fur a stunning blend of golden ochre and deep ebony stripes. The scene is set in a sun-kissed savannah, where the tall, swaying grasses dance gently in the warm breeze, creating rhythmic waves across the landscape. The sunlight filters through scattered clouds, illuminating the scene in a dramatic play of light and shadow. The man's muscular frame is highlighted by beads of sweat glistening on his brow, signifying both the intensity of the battle and the heat of the day. His tattered clothing provides an added texture, suggesting a long day’s journey leading to this moment. The big cat, with piercing emerald eyes radiating ferocity and grace, lunges forward, its powerful paws outstretched, claws visible and glinting nearly menacingly in the sunlight. The tension in the air crackles with the anticipation of conflict, while the distant sound of resonating thunder serves as a backdrop

A surreal, up-close depiction of a woman with neon pink hair styled in chaotic spikes that seem to defy gravity, glowing faintly against the pitch-black background. Her face is a paradox of emotions—her bright green eyes shimmer with manic excitement, yet her smile is unsettling, lips stretched unnaturally wide to reveal clenched teeth. Beads of sweat glisten on her forehead, and faint streaks of mascara run down her cheeks, mixing with tears of hysteria. Her expression oscillates between euphoric laughter and creeping madness, leaving the viewer unsure whether to admire or recoil from her energy. The absence of light beyond her face makes her glow even more surreal.

Key Details:

Hair: Spiky, neon pink with an ethereal glow, reminiscent of static electricity.
Emotion: Manic joy teetering on the edge of insanity.
Lighting: Neon highlights on her hair contrast with dim lighting on her face, creating a dreamlike quality.
Background: Total darkness, isolating her electrifying presence.

A woman stands at the finish line of a marathon, sweat glistening on her brow, arms raised in triumph. Her face is a mix of exhaustion and elation, eyes shining with pride and accomplishment. Crowds cheer in the background, and the sun casts a golden light over the scene, highlighting her moment of victory, extreme close-up, triumphant, radiant light.

A dramatic close-up of a rogue swordsman mid-battle, their face partially obscured by the billowing hood of a tattered cloak. The focus is on their intense eyes, burning with determination and reflecting the gleam of clashing blades. Sweat and dirt streak their face, with a faint scar cutting across their left cheek. The camera zooms in on their hand gripping the hilt of an ornate, bloodstained sword, the blade partially visible and catching fragmented light from fiery sparks flying across the frame.
The background is a chaotic blur of motion—silhouetted enemies, falling debris, and the faint glow of an inferno in the distance. Strands of the character’s hair whip in the wind, adding to the kinetic energy of the scene. Raindrops streak diagonally across the frame, their shimmering paths illuminated by the fiery hues of the battle behind. The sharp contrast of light and shadow emphasizes every detail, from the glistening edge of the sword to the clenched tension in their jaw. The zoomed perspective captures not just the intensity of the moment but also the emotional weight carried by the lone warrior, framed as a relentless figure amidst the chaos.

A 3/4 shot portrait of a determined 24-year-old German woman with pale skin and striking maroon lipstick, practicing Taekwondo. She is captured in dynamic motion, mid-kick, her body angled slightly to her left, exhibiting strength and precision. Her expression is one of intense focus and unwavering resolve, her brow slightly furrowed in concentration. She wears a traditional white Taekwondo Dobok, crisp and clean, contrasting sharply against the rich, earthy tones of the dojo floor. The background is subtly blurred, hinting at a traditional wooden-floored dojo, with soft natural daylight illuminating the scene, casting gentle shadows that enhance her musculature. The overall lighting is cool and bright, enhancing the feeling of energy and movement. The image is rendered in a photorealistic style, capturing the fine details of her sweat-glistened skin and the texture of the Dobok fabric. The composition uses a low angle, emphasizing her power and grace. The color palette is predominantly cool, with accents of maroon on her lips and the subtle warm tones of the wood flooring, creating a visually striking contrast. The mood is one of focused determination and quiet strength, embodying the discipline and spirit of Taekwondo. The style evokes a blend of photojournalism and action photography, capturing the raw intensity of the moment. A wide-angle lens is used to enhance the dynamism of the scene, capturing the full extent of her movement.

A close-up of a grief-stricken warrior's face, her emerald-green eyes glistening with tears that streak down her pale, dirt-smeared cheeks. Strands of silver hair cling to her face, damp from sweat and sorrow. Her trembling hands clutch the hilt of a broken sword pressed against her forehead, its glowing runes flickering faintly, casting soft, mournful light across her features. The background fades into a blurred haze of crimson and amber from a burning sunset. The focus is intensely dramatic, capturing every detail of her anguish and the weight of loss etched into her expression.

Busty adult Long haired princess zelda, Her muscular shoulders and chest, partially exposed beneath the scratched and dented bronze armor, emphasize her powerful physique. The intricate engravings on the armor—zelda style symbols a mushroom and a triforce icon—are stained with remnants of her challenges, adding to the visceral sense of her prowess. Her pale white skin glistens with sweat, highlighting the curves of her strong, broad chest. A thick hood casts a deep shadow over her face, obscuring her features in darkness and adding a mysterious princessfantasy aura to her presence. In her right hand, just visible within the frame, she grips a plain Rioja Iron sword, its blade worn and scuffed from intense battles. Her other hand rests on her hip, confidently poised. The thick beige and light pink cape draped over her shoulder falls behind her, catching the wind, while the warm light casts deep shadows across her muscular frame, enhancing the raw, primal power she exudes.

A fierce-looking monkey man stands in the center of a dimly lit boxing ring, wearing a sleek, crimson boxing suit with intricate stitching and well-worn pink boxing gloves that hint at previous battles. Its muscles are tense, and its wide, intense eyes burn with determination, ready to strike. The monkey stands in a low, threatening stance, as if preparing to lunge forward with lightning speed. Sweat glistens on its fur, catching the light from overhead boxing ring lamps that cast dramatic shadows on its face and body. The perspective is dynamic, with the monkey appearing mid-motion, as though it's about to leap toward the viewer, creating a sense of action and intensity. The background shows the faint, blurred outlines of the boxing ring ropes and darkened audience seating, giving the setting a gritty, realistic atmosphere with a sense of high-stakes competition,aidmaMJ6.1,aidmaHyperrealism

Nistyle Manga Sketch, Monochrome with color, retro scan of 80s-anime-ai spectral neon Gradient ascii_art, a 80s Sci-fi Ethereal. Dark space, 80`s sci-fi book artwork, lofi, neon-pastel colors, grainy, vintage, A dramatic, intimate close-up of the desert princess's face with glasses, her sun-kissed skin glowing with a faint golden sheen, framed by strands of windblown, sand-dusted hair. Her striking heterochromatic eyes captivate the viewer—one a luminous amber, like the burning hues of a desert dawn, the other a soft, spectral turquoise, reminiscent of a long-lost oasis. The contrasting colors seem to tell a story of duality: resilience and longing, fire and water. Tiny beads of sweat glisten on her brow, mingling with faint traces of sand, adding texture to her weathered yet radiant complexion. Her intricately beaded veil partially obscures her face, its shimmering threads catching the volumetric light that filters through swirling, dusty air. The ornate, cracked headpiece rests prominently on her forehead, its ancient carvings glowing faintly with a forgotten energy, casting intricate, shifting shadows across her features. The atmosphere is rich with cinematic depth—shafts of pale, ethereal light pierce through a stormy ochre sky, illuminating her face in a soft, otherworldly glow. Dust particles float in the air, momentarily glinting as they pass through the light, enhancing the scene’s layered realism. Her expression is resolute yet melancholic,

A close-up portrait of Judge Dredd, his face partially shadowed under the iconic black helmet adorned with a golden eagle crest. The reflective glass of his visor captures flames. His jaw is clenched, his mouth twisted in a scowl that speaks of unyielding authority and grim resolve. The textures of his armor are gritty and battle-worn, glistening with the sheen of sweat and dust under the muted, flickering light of burning neon signs. The background blurs into indistinct mayhem, drawing all focus to his intense, unforgiving expression. In the background a neon sign on a building reads "CIVITAI"

A powerful, armored samurai warrior stands tall in a dynamic fighting stance, with a stern expression on his rugged, sun-kissed face, a prominent scar above his left eyebrow, his piercing brown eyes focused intently on the horizon, his raven-black hair tied back in a low ponytail, revealing a prominent forehead with a few strands of sweat-drenched hair stuck to it, his skin glistening with a thin layer of perspiration, as he grasps a worn, leather-wrapped hilt of a katana, its blade gleaming in the sunlight, its curved silhouette slicing through the air, the warrior's body language exuding confidence, intensity, and discipline, set against a blurred, misty background that evokes a sense of ancient Japan.

A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of A close-up of a young, human man with sandy brown hair and sun-kissed tan skin, his eyes wide with awe as he stares at a floating, crystalline triangle in a scorching desert. His hair is windswept, and his chapped lips are parted in surprise as the object hovers just inches from his face, suspended in the dry, shimmering heat. He wears a strange, red metallic tunic that gleams under the harsh sunlight, and a wide-brimmed hat made of reflective material shields his eyes from the blinding light. The triangle is unlike anything heâs ever seen, glowing with an internal, cold blue light that seems impossible in this burning wasteland. Around them, jagged, towering red rocks rise from the cracked earth, and faint dust devils twist in the distance. His hand hovers cautiously near the object, the sweat on his brow glistening in the heat. As the triangle emits a low hum, the sand beneath his feet begins to shift, hinting at some deeper power lying beneath the desertâs surface.(photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>

A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of A drow assassin, shrouded in shadows, leaps through the air, his pale white hair trailing behind him like a ghostly comet. His dark purple skin contrasts against his silver eyes, which glimmer with deadly focus. His hands, gripping twin, curved daggers, are a blur as he slices through the air, moving with lethal precision. His angular face is set in a cold, calculating expression, lips pressed into a thin line as he executes his deadly maneuver. His dark leather armor clings tightly to his lithe form, almost blending into the surrounding darkness, while the sharp edges of his blades catch the faint, flickering light of a distant torch. Sweat glistens on his brow, and thereâs a glint of something predatory in his eyes. Behind him, faint, swirling wisps of magical darkness seem to follow his movements, almost as if the shadows themselves obey his command. His body is perfectly poised, frozen in mid-air, as the moment of his strike draws near.(photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), MythP0rt<lora:DnDDarkestFantasy:0.5><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.75><lora:Dever_Flux_Enhancer:0.5><lora:Aura_Flux-000010:0.6>

$Brutal-looking muscular man, well-defined physique, veins bulging, intense facial expression, clenched jaw, short rugged hair, sweat on forehead, fitted worn T-shirt, T-shirt stretched over bulging muscles, powerful dynamic stance, ((tearing the whole watermelon apart with bare hands in the air in front of him)), arms flexed, massive biceps and forearms, watermelon mid-tear, watermelon rind cracking loudly, deep fractures running through the rind, pieces of rind splintering off, juice exploding outward, bright red flesh bursting open, seeds flying in all directions, juice droplets glistening in the air, realistic texture, simple blurred background, industrial or gym setting, high-contrast lighting, deep shadows, droplets of juice in mid-air, explosive energy, sweat glistening, primal and determined look, creating a striking and intense visual impact, detailemaximizer, realistic, perfection style, shallow depth of field, vignette, highly detailed, high budget, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, waves crashing on a rocky shore in the background$

$A hyper-realistic portrait, close-up of a young male Dark Eldar Wych mid-battle. His face is a study in fierce concentration, brows furrowed, his sharp, cyan eyes alight with excitement as he twirls a pair of deadly, barbed daggers. His skin is a sickly shade of pale green, glistening under the harsh, crimson light that illuminates the blood-stained arena behind him. The athletic lines of his body are accentuated by minimal, dark armor that leaves parts of his torso exposed, displaying intricate scars and tattoos that seem to writhe in the light. His hair is slicked back, drenched with sweat, and his movements are a blur of fluid grace, captured in a moment that radiates both tension and elegance. His spiked armguards glint with blood as he raises one dagger, its blade dripping with a dark, poisonous ichor. The entire scene is framed by the looming silhouettes of twisted statues, with the shadows playing across his face and lending an intensity to his expression, as if the very air pulses with the thrill of the fight., <lora:models\Flux\Luminous_Shadowscape-000016:0.65>, <lora:models\Flux\qiu_blue_000009500:0.8>, <lora:models\Flux\DarkCore-000003:0.65>, <lora:models\Flux\Fantastic Realism - s0_8 g4:0.44> f4nt4st1c,$

Impressionist artwork. Oil painting. Closeup. Slight overhead view. Scene of a female mechanic holding a lit blowtorch. The mechanic is pretty with strong arms, a green Mohawk, nose ring, arm tattoos, and medium breasts. She is wearing sunglasses and tight denim overalls. Her overalls are streaked with grease. She is squatting in front of a 1964 Pontiac. She is holding a blowtorch, and she is about to weld the quarter panel of the car. The car is unpainted with bare metal. It is hot and her skin is glistening with sweat. She is concentrating on her work. The scene is inside a garage with dim lighting. The blowtorch provides a soft glow on her face. The work is unsigned. It is a masterpiece exquisite detail.

$A hyper-realistic scene captures Frankenstein's Monster as the unexpected star of a Halloween-themed disco, frozen mid-dance move under the pulsating lights. The monster's massive frame, clad in a tattered black suit with comically short sleeves, towers over the other revelers on the dance floor. His face, a patchwork of scars and stitches, is contorted in an expression of unbridled joy, green-tinged skin glistening with sweat under the colorful lights. The monster's arms are raised high, fingers splayed, as he executes a perfect rendition of the classic disco point. His normally lumbering form displays surprising grace and rhythm, with one platform-booted foot lifted off the ground in a dynamic pose. A garish orange and purple striped tie hangs loosely around his thick neck, swinging with his movements. The disco ball above fractures light across the scene, creating a dazzling array of colors that play off the monster's bolts and highlight the texture of his skin. Strobes freeze particles of fog in mid-air, adding an ethereal quality to the atmosphere. The dance floor is a sea of costumed partygoers, their faces a mix of shock, amusement, and admiration at the monster's unexpected dance prowess. Surrounding the dance floor, elaborately carved jack-o'-lanterns cast eerie shadows, their flickering flames competing with the artificial lights. Cobwebs drape from the ceiling, glittering as they catch the light. A DJ booth in the background is manned by a grinning skeleton, bony fingers working the turntables with surprising dexterity. The photography style emphasizes ultra-sharp focus and vivid colors, capturing every detail from the individual stitches on the monster's face to the beads of sweat on the dancers around him. The lighting is dramatic, with strong contrasts between the dark corners of the club and the bright, colorful lights on the dance floor. This creates a surreal yet remarkably lifelike scene, perfectly blending the horror elements of Frankenstein's Monster with the jubilant atmosphere of a Halloween disco.$

Monochrome with color, retro scan of 80s-anime-ai spectral neon Gradient ascii_art, a 80s Sci-fi Ethereal. Dark space, 80`s sci-fi book artwork, lofi, neon-pastel colors, grainy, vintage, A dramatic, intimate close-up of the desert princess's face, her sun-kissed skin glowing with a faint golden sheen, framed by strands of windblown, sand-dusted hair. Her striking heterochromatic eyes captivate the viewer—one a luminous amber, like the burning hues of a desert dawn, the other a soft, spectral turquoise, reminiscent of a long-lost oasis. The contrasting colors seem to tell a story of duality: resilience and longing, fire and water. Tiny beads of sweat glisten on her brow, mingling with faint traces of sand, adding texture to her weathered yet radiant complexion. Her intricately beaded veil partially obscures her face, its shimmering threads catching the volumetric light that filters through swirling, dusty air. The ornate, cracked headpiece rests prominently on her forehead, its ancient carvings glowing faintly with a forgotten energy, casting intricate, shifting shadows across her features. The atmosphere is rich with cinematic depth—shafts of pale, ethereal light pierce through a stormy ochre sky, illuminating her face in a soft, otherworldly glow. Dust particles float in the air, momentarily glinting as they pass through the light, enhancing the scene’s layered realism. Her expression is resolute yet melancholic,

a sensual close-up portrait of cyborg cleopatra, her timeless beauty immersed in a dark, dystopian palette of deep black and faded red-orange hues. her full lips, painted in a glossy, blood-red tone, glisten seductively, slightly parted to reveal their Glistening softness. her almond-shaped eyes are framed by dramatic black kohl lines, extended into bold, feline flicks, barely visible beneath a futuristic Bell-bottoms resembling a sleek, dystopian ski goggle. the Cycling shorts is crafted from matte black alloy, its edges faintly glowing in desaturated green, casting fragmented light across her honey-toned skin, now tinged with the ashen hues of a decaying world. her high cheekbones glint faintly with a metallic bronze sheen, merging into intricate cybernetic implants embedded along her temples and jawline. the implants, etched with ancient hieroglyphic patterns, pulse with a faint, ember-like glow, their light flickering as if struggling to stay alive. beneath the Sweat shorts, traces of smoldering orange eyeshadow blend with her black kohl, creating a fiery yet muted contrast that echoes the dystopian atmosphere. delicate, vein-like circuits etched in dark metal trace her faceâs contours, glowing dimly in molten Alabaster as they harmonize with her natural beauty. the background fades into Radiant black, with only faint, diffuse blue light illuminating her regal features. (somali:1.15) , (contrasting colors eyes:1.05) , (purple lips:1.05) , (round lips:1.05) , heart with rounded chin face-shape, (stacked bob hair style:1.05) , (copper hair color:1.05) , (short hair length:1.05) , back view, nikon d850, ektachrome, Glitch Style Photography, halftone effect, golden hour light, bolex h16 cinema, agfa apx 400, A close up view of a woman's face. The woman's skin is covered in electric indigo and black specks. Her eyebrows and eyes are covered in black paint. Her lips are painted a deep red color. Her hair is dark and black. She is wearing a headdress that is made up of metal that has intricate patterns. The headdress is black and silver and has a circular design on it. The eye of the woman is open. Her eyelashes are painted black as well. Her nose is painted a darker shade of brown. There are large silver rings hanging from the bottom of the headdress.

Her muscular shoulders and chest, partially revealed beneath the scratched and dented white armor, emphasize her powerful physique. The intricate engravings on the armor—symbols of divine power, laurel leaves, and ancient battle scenes—shimmer in the pale light, adding an ethereal yet fierce aura. Her skin glows with a bronze hue, glistening with sweat and remnants of battle, accentuating the voluptuous curves of her full neckline.
In her right hand, she grips a game controller, its buttons worn and scuffed from countless intense sessions, showcasing her mastery in a different kind of challenge. Her other hand rests confidently on her hip. A long, flowing white cape, draped elegantly over her shoulders, sways gently in the wind, contrasting the battered armor. The light casts soft, dramatic shadows across her frame, enhancing the commanding and divine strength she radiates.

A fallen Atha’an Miere warrior strides through the bloodstained surf of a desolate coastline, the wreckage of battle smoldering behind her. Her deeply tanned, sea-worn skin glistens with salt and sweat, marred by fresh wounds and the jagged remains of her ripped-out earrings, leaving raw, bleeding scars where gold and status once gleamed. Dark kohl smudges frame her piercing gaze, her obsidian eyes burning with fury and loss.
Her once-elegant silk skirt, now tattered and streaked with grime, clings to her muscular legs as she moves with determined purpose. Her white blouse, damp and torn, reveals the intricate chest tattoos of her lost rank, the ink barely visible beneath fresh cuts. Straps of weathered leather armor wrap around her arms and torso, a symbol of resilience against the ruin that has befallen her.
In one hand, she grips a bloodied cutlass, its once-gilded hilt tarnished and rusting in the salt air. In the other, a dagger slick with fresh crimson, its blade reflecting the violent glow of burning wreckage on the cliffs above. The waves crash violently at her feet, the storm-darkened sky swirling above, whispering of vengeance and reclamation. In the distance, a black-sailed ship vanishes into the horizon, carrying away the betrayers who left her to die.
Rendered in dark fantasy realism, inspired by the moody, textured brushwork of Piotr Jabłoński, with dramatic chiaroscuro lighting akin to Caravaggio.

A tense, action-packed cinematic scene of a police officer crouching behind his patrol car for cover in a suburban neighborhood. The officer, wearing a navy-blue uniform with a badge glinting faintly in the light, grips a standard-issue pistol tightly in both hands. His face is etched with focus and tension, sweat glistening on his brow under the harsh light of a streetlamp. His body is partially shielded by the open driver's side door of the car, which is peppered with fresh bullet impacts.
The patrol car, a classic black-and-white police cruiser, is parked askew on a quiet residential street, its red-and-blue lights flashing urgently, casting rhythmic streaks of color across the scene. The car's headlights illuminate a row of neat, suburban homes with manicured lawns, each shrouded in deep shadow except for faint porch lights and the occasional flicker of a TV through curtained windows.
In the background, a tense standoff unfolds, with distant muzzle flashes breaking the darkness. The scene is punctuated by scattered debris on the asphaltâa shattered side mirror, a toppled trash can, and shards of broken glass glinting under the streetlights. The atmosphere is thick with tension, heightened by a low-hanging mist that diffuses the light and softens the edges of the quiet suburban setting.
Technical Details for Photography-Style Rendering:
Camera: Sony A7R IV
Lens: 35mm f/1.4 GM
Settings: 35mm focal length, f/1.8 aperture, ISO 1600, 1/60s shutter speed
Lighting: Strobing red-and-blue police lights, supplemented by ambient streetlights and car headlights, creating dynamic contrast and dramatic reflections on the car's surface.
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A sensual close-up portrait of Makeda, Queen of Sheba, her face illuminated with soft, golden light that enhances her regal beauty. Her lips are full and meticulously detailed, with a slight sheen of deep crimson gloss, parted ever so slightly to reveal their natural allure. Her iconic eye makeup is striking: bold, black kohl lines extend dramatically from her almond-shaped eyes, winging outward with precision to form the classic Egyptian "feline flick." A shimmering band of gold eyeshadow accentuates her eyelids, blending seamlessly into her black skin tone. Her thick, jet-black lashes curl upward, framing her penetrating gaze, which is both seductive and commanding. Tiny beads of sweat glisten on her flawless complexion, adding a subtle sensuality. Her high cheekbones are lightly brushed with a warm bronze tone, emphasizing her face's elegant structure. Makeda, Queen of Sheba look is the epitome of opulence and mystery, her beauty a timeless invitation to fascination.

A full body low-angle photograph from below looking up at an muscular female barbarian warrior with long auburn hair in a braid and deep green eyes. Her body is extremely muscular from long hard battles, with her lean hard muscles exhibiting extreme muscular striations and many bulging veins. Her arm muscles are absurdly lean and muscular, with extreme vascularity causing the veins to bulge visibly. Her legs are incredibly muscular, with large well-developed calf muscles. She is in a mountain encampment, dressed in casual medieval garb, and her weapons are resting near a tent behind her. Her top barely can contain her voluptuous breasts. A pile of weapons is visible behind her. She is kneeling down on one knee in the dirt next to the small campfire. She has a tight leather band around her biceps. She has a stern look on her face and her brow is furrowed as she glares at the viewer. She's on the dirt and it's a clear bright sunny day. There is a small dagger on her belt. Her skin is wet with sweat, making it glisten in the sunlight, accentuating her musculature. <lora:EXM:0.35> <lora:muscleMixV2:0.25> <lora:FLUX-dev-lora-add_details:0.45>

A 16k, ultra-resolution wide shot depicting a beautiful female blacksmith in her rustic, dimly lit hut, circa 600 AD, intensely crafting a sword as tendrils of fire dance in the air, casting a warm, golden glow on the earthen walls and the blacksmith's fit, sun-kissed skin, with sweat glistening on her brow and large beasts, her worn, leather apron stained with soot and flecks of molten metal, as the fiery sparks illuminate the surrounding tools and half-finished projects, amidst the pungent aroma of smoldering coal and hot metal, with the distant, muted sounds of a bustling ancient marketplace carrying through the open windows.

A cinematic, dbzzz style image of Son Goku in his base form, floating mid-air, his muscular, battle-worn body illuminated by the energy of a massive Spirit Bomb glowing above his head. His black, spiked hair and intense black eyes reflect his determination as he tilts slightly backward in a dynamic pose, both arms fully raised, hands clutching the enormous glowing blue sphere of energy. Sparks of energy crackle around the Spirit Bomb, bathing the scene in radiant light.

Goku’s iconic red dougi is torn and tattered from battle, his blue sash still tightly secured around his waist. His bare arms and chest display visible scars and battle damage, his face glistening with subtle sweat. His serious expression, furrowed brows, and clenched jaw convey his resolve as he gazes into the sky, calling upon the energy of Earth’s people.

The backdrop is a ruined city, with shattered buildings and rubble scattered across the ground, under a stormy, overcast sky. The Spirit Bomb's glow lights up the dark clouds and the devastated landscape, creating a dramatic contrast. Subtitles at the bottom of the image read: “People of Earth, lend me your Buzz!” in bold lettering, matching the cinematic style. The scene is rendered with gritty details, glowing energy illuminating the surroundings, and dynamic Dutch angle framing for maximum impact.

A sensual close-up portrait of Cleopatra, her face illuminated with soft, golden light that enhances her regal beauty. Her lips are full and meticulously detailed, with a slight sheen of deep crimson gloss, parted ever so slightly to reveal their natural allure. Her iconic eye makeup is striking: bold, black kohl lines extend dramatically from her almond-shaped eyes, winging outward with precision to form the classic Egyptian "feline flick." A shimmering band of gold eyeshadow accentuates her eyelids, blending seamlessly into her warm, honey-toned skin. Her thick, jet-black lashes curl upward, framing her penetrating gaze, which is both seductive and commanding. Tiny beads of sweat glisten on her flawless complexion, adding a subtle sensuality. Her high cheekbones are lightly brushed with a warm bronze tone, emphasizing her face's elegant structure. Cleopatra's look is the epitome of opulence and mystery, her beauty a timeless invitation to fascination.

Close-up shot of a triumphant 100-meter runner on the podium, proudly displaying a gold medal with 'Buzz' engraved. The athlete's face beams with joy, muscles glistening with sweat. Vibrant confetti rains down, catching the stadium lights. Background features a packed arena, fans cheering wildly. Colorful 'Buzz 100' banners flutter in the air. High-contrast lighting emphasizes the medal and athlete's expression. Crisp details capture the texture of the medal, the athlete's skin, and the confetti. Shallow depth of field blurs the energetic crowd, focusing on the victorious runner. Vivid colors pop, from the gold medal to the multicolored confetti and banners

princessdreams, Her muscular shoulders and chest are partially revealed beneath the scratched and dented white armor, emphasizing her powerful physique in an ominous twilight. The intricate engravings on the armor—symbols of divine royal power, laurel leaves, and haunting battle scenes—shimmer in the ghostly light, adding an eerie yet fierce aura that hints at past glories and unspoken tragedies. Her pale skin, glowing with a bronze hue, glistens with sweat and remnants of battle, accentuating the voluptuous curves of her full neckline, which seems almost vulnerable against the hardened exterior.
In her right hand, she grips a Smartphone, its glowing screen telling tales of relentless struggle and obsession. Her Long hair appears dark and congealed, hinting at battles fought not just in physical realms but also within the mind. A long, flowing white cape drapes over her shoulders, billowing in the wind like a ghostly specter, contrasting sharply with the battered armor and echoing a sense of loss and longing.
The light casts soft, dramatic shadows across her frame, enhancing the commanding and divine strength she radiates, yet there's an unsettling quality to her presence, as if she stands at the edge of a forgotten battlefield. The atmosphere is thick with tension, whispering of triumphs overshadowed by darkness, hinting at a deeper struggle that lies beneath the surface of her commanding exterior.

A vintage close-up portrait of Ramses, now reimagined with the distinct features of John Lennon, blending the iconic musician's gentle charisma with the regal and battle-hardened essence of a European warrior king. His face retains a rugged, chiseled look, softened by Lennon’s signature round spectacles that catch the warm, moody light of a setting sun. His lips are weathered but kind, with a faint scar adding a touch of warrior stoicism. His steel-gray eyes, sharp and piercing, are framed by bold black kohl lines that extend outward, adding a sense of depth and mystery to his gaze.
A smudge of ash streaks across his high cheekbones, accentuating the lines of his angular jaw. His complexion, bronzed and textured, glistens faintly with sweat, suggesting a life shaped by both artistic passion and the harsh realities of war. His hair, shoulder-length and tousled, features streaks of gray amidst its damp waves, falling naturally in a way that frames his serene yet determined face.
Ramses wears a battered iron crown entwined with leather straps, its surface marked with ancient symbols, now a nod to both timeless wisdom and the resilience of a creative soul. His weathered cloak drapes over broad shoulders, fastened by a tarnished brooch shaped like a roaring lion, exuding quiet power.

ne0nfant4sy, A human rebel, his face smeared with dirt and oil, races down a narrow maintenance corridor aboard a massive space station, clutching a stolen laser pistol. His skin is a rich tan, sweat glistening on his forehead as his messy, shoulder-length black hair whips around with every rapid movement. His mismatched armor, a hodgepodge of stolen pieces, barely fits his lanky frame, and sparks fly as his boots slam against the metal floor. His brown eyes dart around in panic, reflecting the flashing red emergency lights that signal his pursuers. The narrow walls of the space station are lined with flickering control panels, cables hanging loose from hurried repairs, and vents hissing steam into the already chaotic environment. Behind him, robotic sentinels close in, their cold, metallic limbs clanking loudly as they chase him down. His expression is a mix of fear and defiance, adrenaline fueling his every move as he prepares to make a last stand. The air is thick with the smell of burnt circuits and ozone, and the station trembles under the distant sound of explosions.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>

$A striking young woman commands the edge of a rain-soaked highway, where streaking headlights and taillights blur into liquid trails of crimson and indigo. Behind her, a neon-drenched skyline throbs with electric blues and magentas, casting fractured reflections on the glistening asphalt. Her obsidian hair whips in the wind, picking up holographic flashes from passing vehicles. Clad in a fitted cobalt hoodie with a minimalist white Nike logo, distressed gray sweats, and pristine Air Force 1s, she emanates quiet defiance. Her gaze pierces the urban haze, illuminated by the eerie glow of sodium-vapor lamps, as the city breathes around her in a symphony of motion and light. The mood is cinematic, blending gritty realism with ethereal loneliness—a modern urban ghost story.$

In the shadow of a crumbling fortress overgrown with vines and moss, a human knight clad in shining silver armor kneels in prayer before a weathered stone altar. His short-cropped black hair glistens with sweat, and his piercing blue eyes are fixed on the hilt of his longsword, which is embedded in the ground before him. The blade, inscribed with ancient holy runes, glows softly with a golden light, casting a warm glow on his weathered face. Around him, the ruins of the fortress stand as silent sentinels, their crumbling walls and shattered towers a reminder of battles long past. The sunlight streams through gaps in the broken stone, illuminating patches of wildflowers and ivy that have reclaimed the once-mighty stronghold. His armor bears countless scratches and dents, evidence of the battles he has endured, yet it shines as though blessed by some divine light. The knightâs lips move silently in a prayer for strength and guidance, his breath visible in the cool morning air. A gentle breeze stirs the banners that hang limply from the ruined towers, their faded colors still bearing the crest of the kingdom he serves. The moment is one of quiet introspection, a warrior seeking inner peace amidst the chaos of the world. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, High resolution, high detail. Highly detailed. <lora:Dorota_Pietrowiak:0.3> Portrait by Dorota Pietrowiak <lora:Comic book V2:0.8> High-contrast illustration

A photorealistic image of a very skinny Smeagol from "The Lord of the Rings," standing in a professional boxing ring. The focus is up close, capturing his wiry frame and sharp features. He is wearing boxing shorts patterned with the Great Britain flag and red boxing gloves. His hands are raised in a fighting stance, carefully covering his torso to maintain a PG-appropriate look. The scene is dynamic and intense, with bright arena lights highlighting every detail, from the glisten of sweat on his skin to the texture of the boxing gloves. Behind him, the blurred excitement of a cheering crowd and a large Jumbotron display add depth and energy to the composition

cinna flow, A striking black-and-white portrait in the style of dramatic high-contrast photography, meticulously crafted with the intricate detail of hand-drawn pen strokes. The subject is a beautiful Nordic woman with tousled hair, her piercing blue eyes radiating intensity and her red lips providing a bold, striking contrast in the monochromatic composition. Her pale skin glistens with tiny beads of sweat and water droplets, emphasizing the hyper-detailed texture and adding depth to her wet, darkened appearance. The composition focuses entirely on her unforgettable face, capturing her powerful, piercing gaze that exudes an intense and mesmerizing aura. The artwork evokes a sense of nostalgic wonder, blending atmosphere and mystery to channel the timeless elegance of a bygone era.

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A hyper-realistic cinematic superhero portrait of a battle-worn Sailor Jupiter infused with Iron Man-inspired armor, standing powerfully in the midst of a futuristic battlefield. Her signature green-and-white fuku is now a hybrid battle suit, seamlessly integrated with sleek metallic armor plating. Her chest bow glows with an arc-reactor-like energy core, pulsating with green electricity. Her gauntlets emit controlled electrical arcs, while her armored boots enhance agility and strength. Her torn skirt flows slightly, battle damage visible but elegant.
She stands with an unshaken warrior’s stance—one arm raised, energy crackling at her fingertips, emerald eyes locked onto an unseen enemy. Her brown ponytail is tousled from battle, sweat glistening against dirt-smudged skin. A determined smirk reveals her confidence despite the intensity of combat.
The environment is a destroyed cyberpunk cityscape—neon lights flickering behind shattered skyscrapers, battle debris scattered across the cracked pavement. Smoke rises from fallen enemy mechs, while glowing embers reflect off her armor. Lightning storms churn in the distance, reacting to her charged presence.
Shot on a Hasselblad H6D-100c with a 35mm f/1.4 lens, ultra-high-resolution detail on skin, metal, and lighting effects. Studio-lit with Broncolor Siros strobes, dynamic action composition, high-speed realism. The fusion of anime aesthetics with Marvel-inspired technology creates a bold new vision of Sailor Jupiter, a celestial warrior reborn in a world of advanced combat.

an ultra high definition full body photo of a thin 20 yo asian female cyclist wearing a skintight black and pink long sleeved biketard, she is on the side of a mountain road, she is holding a cycling helmet in one hand and a Pinerello Dogma bicycle in the other, she has messy brown hair with highlights pulled back into a ponytail with a few strands hanging down, she is smiling as her skin is glistening from the sweat of working out, she has thin legs small hips perfect small round ass with a thigh gap, This is a photograph of a young woman captured from the side, aesthetic_pos, 3aidmaMJ6.1

A gritty, atmospheric scene in a dimly lit roadside diner, where the air is thick with the smell of grease, fried food, and stale coffee. The walls are lined with cracked vinyl booths, their surfaces worn and patched with duct tape. A flickering neon sign in the window casts a faint red glow over the room, adding to the sense of decay and nostalgia.
At the center of the scene sits a large, burly man, his presence dominating the small booth. His face is round and flushed, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead under the harsh fluorescent light. His hands, thick and calloused, grip a massive burger, its layers of meat, cheese, and sauce spilling out from the sides.
He takes a huge bite, his cheeks bulging as he chews with gusto. Crumbs and sauce cling to his stubbled chin, and a few drops of grease drip onto the table, mixing with the scattered fries and ketchup smears. His eyes are half-closed in satisfaction, as if this burger is the best thing heâs ever tasted.
The table in front of him is cluttered with empty wrappers, a half-finished milkshake, and a crumpled napkin. The dinerâs counter is visible in the background, its surface cluttered with condiment bottles, a greasy cash register, and a tired-looking waitress wiping down a coffee pot.
The atmosphere is a perfect blend of grime and indulgence, capturing the essence of a moment where nothing matters but the food in front of him. The manâs enjoyment is palpable, a reminder that sometimes the simplest pleasures are the most satisfying <lora:BioartFLUX:1> <lora:Blossom2:0.5> <lora:DD:0.4>

A massive, muscular orc in full American football gear—helmet, shoulder pads, and a tight jersey that barely contains his bulging muscles—is charging down the field. His helmet is slightly too small, squishing his tusks awkwardly to the sides, and his green skin glistens with sweat under the stadium lights. He’s clutching the football in one hand like it’s a precious treasure, his other arm outstretched to fend off imaginary defenders.
The background is a packed stadium filled with roaring fans—humans, orcs, goblins, and trolls—all waving foam fingers and holding signs that say things like "GRONK SMASH!" and "TUSK DOWN!" The field is torn up from the orc’s powerful strides, and a trail of dust and grass flies behind him as he runs.
In the distance, a terrified referee (a tiny goblin) is hesitantly reaching for a yellow flag, while the opposing team—a group of skinny humans in mismatched armor—looks on in horror. The scoreboard in the background reads: "Home: 42 | Visitors: 0."
The orc’s expression is a mix of fierce determination and pure joy, as if he’s having the time of his life despite the chaos he’s causing. The scene is both epic and hilarious, capturing the absurdity of an orc dominating the football field.

$A cathedral in ruins gothic majesty defiled, stained glass shattered, neon rain sizzling against the desecrated marble. The altar is broken, candles melted into pools of wax and blood. And there she stands. A vision of holy corruption, an M200 armored nun, temptation wrapped in sacrilege. Her habit is a mockery of devotion, torn and clinging to her huge breasts, black latex laced with glowing golden scripture that pulses like a heartbeat. The once-pure fabric is reduced to an obscene suggestion of faith-her shoulders bare, her huge breasts barely concealed beneath tattered robes that dip scandalously low, teasing forbidden glimpses of soft, sweat-slicked skin. A high slit along her thigh reveals smooth, sinful curves wrapped in lace, a golden garter strapped tight, hinting at battles fought with more than just prayer. The high collar, meant for purity, now frames a throat kissed by the ghosts of moans and whispered confessions. (Above her, a jagged glass halo-fractured, dangerous-floats like a divine mockery), refracting neon fire as if heaven itself is watching, judging. Her lips, parted in an almost-sultry whisper, glisten with salvation and damnation. Her deep amber eyes, half-lidded, smolder with piety laced in hunger, an unholy invitation. She raises a delicate, gloved hand to her chest, fingertips tracing slow, deliberate circles over golden sigils that flicker with every pulse of her breath—an obscene act of self-worship.$

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