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In "drkfnts style," create a hyper-realistic anime portrait of a black ugly figure with sharp facial features, his hair a mix of black and blonde dreadlocks like hair. His intense gaze adds to the chaotic energy of his expression. One hand is raised, confidently flashing gang signs with exaggerated yet precise details. The lighting is dramatic, casting deep shadows on his face, highlighting the metallic sheen of his teeth and the intricate lines of his tattoo. The background is a blurred, dark urban landscape, adding a gritty atmosphere. His skin glistens with subtle reflections, giving the portrait a lifelike texture, while the mood is an unsettling mix of manic energy and intense realism.

Cinematic wide shot of a twisted, endless landscape composed entirely of disfigured human faces, tightly stitched together with sinewy, vein-like threads. Each face is fused directly into the next, creating a grotesque tapestry of flesh. The faces are stretched, contorted in silent, eternal screams, with hollow eyes that stare into nothingness, expressing agony. Dark, oily blood seeps from their mouths and the seams, pooling in cracks between the faces. The landscape is uneven, like a field of writhing skin, with faces subtly shifting and struggling as if trying to break free from their eternal torment. Above, a black sun eclipse casts a sickly, reddish glow, bathing the scene in deep shadows and blood-red highlights, enhancing the visceral horror. Brief flashes of crimson lightning illuminate the slick, wet texture of the skin and the pained expressions of the faces. The atmosphere is suffocatingly dark, with every detail hyper-realistic—flesh tones are muted, blending with the shadowy blacks and deep crimson, giving the scene a deeply unsettling, nightmarish feel.

Photography by Erwin Olaf.
In a decaying, post-apocalyptic theme park, a humanoid model—an unsettling fusion of human and machine—strikes a defiant pose atop a dilapidated carousel. Her translucent skin reveals pulsing neon veins, and her body is a mix of synthetic flesh and exposed metal, with one eye a glowing red lens and the other disturbingly human.
She wears a tattered latex bodysuit, adorned with jagged, rusted spikes and fluttering strips of fabric. Her hair is a twisted blend of sparking cables and remnants of human hair. Surrounding her are distorted, oversized inflatable toys—a giant teddy bear with hollow eyes and a grinning clown head, both decayed and ominous.
The sky above is a toxic green, lit by flashes of lightning that momentarily illuminate the eerie scene. The ground is cracked and barren, with puddles of neon sludge reflecting the chaos. The model holds a dripping, blood-red lollipop, a macabre contrast to her fierce appearance. The atmosphere is one of dark beauty and horror, where fashion meets the remnants of a world gone wrong.
This prompt is crafted to evoke a haunting, visually striking image that blends horror and high fashion in a dystopian setting.

Imagine a dark and twisted fantasy world where once-friendly monsters now haunt a landscape made of decaying candy. The once-sweet surroundings are now eerie and unsettling, with candy cane trees twisted into ominous shapes, gumdrop mountains crumbling and covered in shadow, and rivers of chocolate turned into sticky, tar-like streams. The creatures that roam this world are no longer playful, but eerie and unsettling, with glowing eyes and sharp, jagged features. The sky is a stormy gray, with flashes of lightning illuminating the landscape. The overall mood is haunting and unnerving, with a color palette of deep purples, blacks, and sickly greens, creating an atmosphere of suspense and fear.

A close-up portrait of a shadowy wraith-queen, her otherworldly beauty both mesmerizing and unsettling. The view is angled slightly from the side, as though the viewer is catching a glimpse of her just as she turns, her haunting gaze locking with yours.
Her hair is an ethereal waterfall of deep plum and black, with strands appearing almost translucent as though woven from the fabric of twilight itself. Small wisps of mist coil through her locks, glowing faintly in shades of lilac and icy blue. Her face is pale and smooth, almost porcelain, with sharp, elegant features that hint at both regal authority and an unnatural stillness.
Her lips, painted a dark, glossy black, curl into a faint, knowing smirk, revealing teeth just slightly too sharp for comfort. Her eyes, luminous pools of molten gold, flicker like dying embers, filled with both sorrow and menace. A delicate crown of intertwining obsidian thorns rests upon her brow, tipped with faintly glowing crimson gems that pulse like a heartbeat.
The collar of her dark, feathered cloak rises high around her neck, made from shimmering raven feathers that ripple like liquid shadow. The edges of the cloak dissolve into smoky tendrils, constantly shifting and reforming, as if they were alive.
In the dim light, faintly glowing sigils hover around her, etched into the air in a soft greenish glow. These runes move and pulse, surrounding her like a protective aura of ancient, forbidden magic.
Behind her, the environment is a haze of shadows and faint shapes—a gnarled, spectral forest barely visible in the distance. Tendrils of dark mist creep along the ground, curling and writhing like living entities. Occasionally, flashes of crimson lightning illuminate the sky, casting brief, jagged streaks of light that highlight her sinister allure.
The palette is dominated by velvety blacks, muted purples, and fleeting glimmers of crimson and gold. The chiaroscuro technique adds depth and drama, plunging parts of her figure into near-complete darkness while highlighting the intricate details of her crown, her piercing eyes, and the faint, glowing sigils.
She stands as both an enigma and a warning, a figure of haunting beauty that calls to you even as it whispers to stay away.

This is a highly detailed, realistic digital painting of a horror insect lurking in the dark corner of an old arcade machine, its twisted, segmented limbs gripping the machine’s cracked surface. The creature’s exoskeleton is a disturbing mix of black and sickly green, with cracks that seep a faint, ghostly glow, casting eerie shadows across the dusty floor. Its many eyes, dark and unblinking, focus intently forward, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. In the dim light of the abandoned arcade, the silent hum of the machine’s screen flickers, illuminating the insect’s grotesque form with brief, unsettling flashes.

A hyper-detailed horror portrait of Jason Voorhees, reimagined in haunting, retro-futuristic aesthetics. His iconic, cracked hockey mask is riddled with jagged fissures, each one darkened with blood splatter, creating an unsettlingly lifelike texture. The oversized, tattered jacket he wears flows asymmetrically, its torn edges revealing luminous strips of retro-futuristic fabric woven with glowing accents, clashing eerily with the dark decay of his figure. His thick gloves, streaked with glistening blood, grip a machete whose jagged blade reflects distorted flashes of moonlight, its edge worn and ominous, speaking to countless atrocities.
The background immerses him in a twisted, shadowy forest, where skeletal, gnarled tree branches glimmer faintly with neon hues, forming an optical illusion of shifting forms and ghostly faces. A diffuse moon casts an ethereal, pale glow, cutting through the dense canopy and casting fragmented, warped shadows across Jason’s menacing frame. The eerie lighting makes the warped branches and tangled vines appear alive, pulsating with an unsettling energy. The entire composition, brought to life with a surreal, dreamlike quality, merges elements of horror and avant-garde style, blending Jason’s terrifying presence with retro-futuristic elegance.

Simonstalenhagstyle, a war-torn, post-apocalyptic cityscape at night, shattered skyscrapers towering over desolate streets littered with broken vehicles and debris; torrential rain pours heavily, creating rivulets along the cracked asphalt and reflecting the glow of neon signs flickering with failing power; in the distance, a massive, nightmarish robotic behemoth looms over the ruins, its design eerily insectoidâspindly, jointed legs clicking against the wet pavement as it moves with an unnatural grace; its skeletal exoskeleton, composed of interlocking plates of black metal, glistens under the relentless downpour, rainwater sluicing down its razor-sharp appendages; multiple glowing red eyes, arranged in an alien, asymmetrical pattern, pulse menacingly as it scans the darkness, its piercing spotlights slicing through the mist, casting long, distorted shadows across the rubble; its claw-like limbs twitch sporadically, mechanical servos whirring with unsettling precision as it methodically searches for survivors; in the foreground, a young woman with soaked blonde hair crouches low behind the rusted frame of an abandoned car, her back pressed against the cold, rain-slicked metal as she steadies her breath; droplets run down the hood of the vehicle, pooling on the shattered windshield as faint reflections of the robotic hunterâs glowing red eyes flicker across the wet glass; she wears a dark, rain-drenched poncho, its tattered edges clinging to her arms as she grips the corner of the car, preparing to peek around it; her large, weathered backpack is strapped tightly to her shoulders, its straps worn from years of survival, while her mud-streaked jeans and heavy high-top boots sink slightly into the rain-drenched pavement; the cold night air is thick with tension, the relentless hum of the mechanical predator mingling with the ceaseless downpour, as she remains frozen in place, trapped in a deadly game of hide-and-seek with the nightmarish cybernetic terror; distant lightning flashes across the sky, momentarily illuminating the gleaming black exoskeleton of the machine, its piercing gaze scanning the ruins with merciless precision, as she braces herself for the moment she must moveâor risk being caught in its sights<lora:Simon_StÃ¥lenhag_Flux.safetensors:1.0:1.0>

Anatomically correct five fingers perfectly rendered with finest details. Color fade, lower contrast and very grainy texture amplifies the quality of analog photograph and old found footage from 1980s.Sci-fi themed cinematic still featured with exo-skeleton suite and dancing subjects. Male person looks organic while female looks heavily cybernetically modified.
This ultra-realistic outdoor photo presents a traditional relations between the handsome mescaline character and a woman. Intimate parts are obscured with usual objects in environment like furniture or any other fixtures. Handsome man is a major subject. All characters have unusually big expressive eyes and immersive and expressive body language. They show a very dynamic and vivid poses.
She is curving her body to seduce this ideal mescaline character. The woman's smile faltered, her eyes darting nervously towards the creature, her gaze flicking back to male person, a mixture of fear and desire flashing across her face.
Fantasy unsettling environment. Early morning. Rain. Tranquil rural nature with rocks, thin stream of sparkling waters, sparse vegetables, light filtering through the fog.
There is a weirdly looking strange, cybernetic servant consisting of a mixture of mechanical and organic parts, partially resembling random animal. Its cybernetic body have a mixtures of mechanical parts with shiny brushed metals and random animal parts.

$In a chilling tableau, a nightmarish vision unfolds as a quantum plague unleashes a grotesque cyborg hive mind upon a decaying world. The haunting close-up, captured with a macro lens, reveals the disturbing juxtaposition of rotting flesh and intricate fractal circuitry, their surfaces alive with shimmering textures that glisten under a sickly green light. The once-cherished human features are now twisted and marred by the encroaching technology, forming an unsettling amalgamation of organic rot and cold metal. Surrounding this horror, shattered VR headsets lie strewn about like fallen soldiers, their cracked screens oozing luminescent liquids that pulse with a spectral glow. This eerie illumination casts a haunting sheen over the twisted metallic surfaces nearby, creating a stark contrast against the grim backdrop of the megacity, which stretches infinitely into the horizon. The cityscape is a chaotic reflection of itself, its distorted skyscrapers towering erratically against a chemically stained sky stained with ominous hues of ochre and ash. Swarming through this apocalyptic landscape, countless nanobots dart and weave in erratic patterns, tracing endless Möbius strip trajectories that amplify the feeling of a maddening, relentless motion. The atmosphere is thick with dread, punctuated only by the erratic flash of holographic warnings that flicker,Enhanced all,midjourneyv6.1, Cinematic style, realism, cinematic quality, K_oilpastel Oilhanfu, style of Albrecht Durer$

$A derelict, lonely spaceship floats silently in the vast emptiness of space, its retrofuturistic design a mix of sleek high-tech panels and aging metallic structures. The hull is battered and scorched, with sections torn open, revealing intricate internal systems glowing faintly in hues of cyan and amber. The ship's lights flicker intermittently, casting eerie, rhythmic flashes across its damaged frame, as if signaling into the void. Surrounding the vessel, a sprawling nebula radiates vibrant colors—swirling magentas, electric blues, and fiery oranges—contrasting against the cold blackness of space. Asteroids with jagged, pockmarked surfaces drift nearby, illuminated by the nebula’s ethereal glow. Reflections shimmer across the ship’s fractured surface, refracting light like ghostly apparitions haunting the derelict craft. Energy sparks occasionally leap from exposed cables, their flickering glow momentarily piercing the deep shadows that envelop the ship. Stars punctuate the scene with their eternal glimmer, adding to the melancholic yet grandiose atmosphere. The composition feels both cinematic and deeply unsettling, a vivid blend of vibrant colors and tenebrous undertones that evoke an epic sense of isolation. Every detail is painted with professional precision, capturing the haunting beauty of the lonely craft drifting eternally in the vast, unending cosmos..directional lighting,best quality,masterpiece,colorful,john berkey,moebius,David Hardy$

(Soft Lighting Photography by Mimoza Veliu and Mario Giacomelli:1.2), NSFW,
In this haunting digital artwork, composed of swirling nebulae dominating the scene. amidst a maelstrom of pink lightning and teal clouds. The color palette is jarring and unsettling, as if cosmic forces are colliding in a catastrophic event.
The scene is a bustling market in Varanasi, where the air is thick with the scent of incense and the sound of haggling vendors. A woman, perhaps in her late twenties, stands near a selling handmade textiles. Her attire is a blend of elegance and edge, fitting seamlessly into the chaotic yet vibrant atmosphere. The blouse she wears is a soft, high-quality white fabric with a V-neckline and short sleeves, exuding a refined and classic appearance. Paired with a form-fitting black leather skirt, her ensemble is both sophisticated and striking, with a high slit that adds a touch of modernity and allure.
The camera, held by a curious onlooker, shakes slightly as it captures the scene. The focus wavers, blurring the edges of the woman's figure, and occasional visual glitches flash across the frame, enhancing the raw and unpolished feel. The market's cacophony of colors and sounds merges with the imperfections, creating a sense of immersion and tension, her confidence and style shine through, making her stand out in the bustling crowd.
beautiful face, sexy, dynamic poses,,

$A horrifying, ultra-detailed depiction of a monstrous giant buzzard, an unholy nightmare born of decay and malice. Towering and skeletal, its vast, tattered wings stretch across the sky like blackened, diseased shrouds, the jagged edges of its feathers appearing brittle, cracked, and razor-sharp. Its flesh is a grotesque patchwork of sinew and decay—exposed tendons glistening beneath leathery, peeling skin, as if the beast is in a constant state of rot. A terrible stench of carrion seems to emanate from its gaping, serrated beak, jagged and cracked as if gnawed by time itself. Its eyes, monstrous glowing orbs of molten red, radiate an unnatural hunger, locking onto its prey with a horrifying, sentient intelligence. The talons, elongated and hooked like scythes, glisten with an unnatural sharpness, dripping with congealed filth and remnants of past victims. Shadows seem to move unnaturally around the creature, clinging to its skeletal form like a living darkness. The background is a bleak, ruined wasteland suffocated by dense, swirling fog. Skeletal trees stand broken and twisted, their bark flayed like rotting flesh, while the cracked ground below oozes with a black, tar-like substance. The sky above is fractured—an endless abyss of churning storm clouds, flashing intermittently with sickly, unnatural lightning that casts eerie, flickering highlights over the beast’s horrifying form. The air feels oppressive, heavy with an eerie silence, broken only by the distant, bloodcurdling wail of unseen horrors lurking beyond the fog. The entire scene is bathed in an ominous, dim glow—moonlight obscured by thick clouds, casting fragmented, nightmarish shadows that seem to breathe and move. Rendered in FLUX cinematic horror realism, 8K ultra-detail, hyper-realistic horror textures, dynamic volumetric lighting, and grotesque high-fidelity anatomy. Shot with a 50mm cinematic lens at a low, dramatic angle, emphasizing the overwhelming, predatory scale of the beast. Chiaroscuro lighting heightens the unsettling depth, accentuating every gruesome detail, making the nightmare feel disturbingly real. The horror is visceral, immersive, and inescapable.$

Found footage. grainy, low quality, flash photo. Eerie atmosphere, dark and moody, haunting. Unnerving and unsettling. Traditional Romanian office team building ritual, sales department.

A divine yet terrifying anthropomorphic creature stands on an ancient, weathered altar in a dark and gloomy environment that evokes a sense of corrupted holiness. The creature has no facial features, only a smooth, glowing surface where its face should be, emitting a faint, ghostly light. Its musculature is fully exposed, with a vibrant, glowing red color, as if illuminated from within, contrasting with its divine yet unsettling aura. It wears ornate golden gauntlets with intricate, curved designs that catch glimmers of golden light, and minimal armor covering only specific parts of the body, such as the shoulders and chest, leaving most of its musculature exposed. Thin threads of golden light emanate from the creature's body, mingling with dark shadows, creating an ethereal and celestial effect. The altar is carved with ancient runes and sacred symbols, now defaced and covered in moss and ash. Around it, black melted candles emit thick, dark smoke that rises toward a cracked, vaulted ceiling. The atmosphere is heavy and oppressive, with dim lighting coming from the candles and golden glints from the gauntlets and threads of light. The style is hyperrealistic with touches of dark fantasy and sacred art, emphasizing the texture of the skin, the metallic reflections, and the depth of the shadows. The color palette includes intense reds, bright golds, deep blacks, grayish tones, and flashes of ghostly white light.

<lora:b10t4c34an-000005:1> hyper-realistic sci-fi fantasy setting, a terrifying demon monster awakens inside a dimly lit biotech experimental lab. The creature's grotesque form emerges from a shattered containment pod, its skin a horrifying blend of molten flesh and biomechanical implants. Glowing red veins pulse beneath its cracked, armored surface, and its eyes burn with a malevolent, otherworldly light. Razor-sharp claws drip with bio-fluid as it lets out a bone-chilling roar that echoes through the sterile, high-tech lab. The lab is in chaos: alarms blare, flickering red lights illuminate shattered glass and overturned machinery, and holographic warning displays flash ominously. Sparks fly from damaged equipment, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The camera focuses on the creature's monstrous featuresâits jagged teeth, writhing tendrils, and the unsettling fusion of organic and mechanical elementsâas it moves with terrifying, predatory grace. Smoke and steam rise around it, adding to the surreal, nightmarish atmosphere. The scene captures the horror and awe of this unholy creation breaking free.

"A detailed perfect perfection style wide shot of an amateurish handheld phone photo captures a dimly lit family room during what appears to be a casual gathering. In the center of the frame, a man sits cross-legged on the carpeted floor, covered 60-70% in a thick, dark black shiny viscous liquid, with his entire face fully obscured. The liquid clings unevenly to his clothing and skin, reflecting the harsh, overexposed light from the phone’s flash, creating bright highlights and deep shadows.

Surrounding him, several people—who seem to be family members—are seated on a worn couch and mismatched chairs, engaged in casual conversation and eating, their expressions neutral and unconcerned. The coffee table in front of them is cluttered with snack bowls, soda cans, and discarded napkins. Framed family photos hang on the walls, and a muted television flickers faintly in the background. The room has a cozy but cluttered atmosphere, with an assortment of personal belongings scattered around, including a pile of folded laundry and children’s toys in the corner.

The photo has a grainy quality, with uneven composition and overexposed areas due to the phone flash, making some details appear washed out while others are lost in heavy shadows. The framing is slightly tilted, contributing to the raw, unpolished feel of the image. The mood remains neutral, documenting the peculiar contrast between the ordinary family setting and the unsettling presence of the liquid-covered man."

In a dimly lit, high-tech lab, D4N13L4B, a captivating woman with a cascade of black hair framing her angular face and contrasting against her vibrant brown roots, stands center stage. Her eyes, a striking brown, are fixed intently on the viewer, a subtle smirk playing at the corners of her full, glossy lips. Her outfit is a blend of futuristic elegance: a sleek, form-fitting bodysuit in matte black, adorned with intricate silver patterns that shimmer faintly under the lab's sterile lights. Her teeth flash brightly as she grins, the contrast between her pearly whites and her dark features creating an unsettling allure. The camera angle is low, emphasizing her imposing presence, as she leans slightly forward, one hand resting casually on the cold metal of a high-tech console behind her, while the other reaches out, inviting the viewer into her mysterious world.

A woman, an albino with straight, silvery-white hair that cascades down her back like a waterfall, stands in the midst of a raging storm. Her pale, almost translucent skin glows faintly against the dark, swirling chaos around her. Her lips are painted with a subtle red lipstick, the only vivid color in her otherwise monochromatic appearance. She wears an elegant white dress that billows wildly in the howling wind, the fabric clinging to her slender frame as the storm tears at it. Her expression is one of fierce determination, her pale eyes burning with an otherworldly intensity as she strains forward, her body leaning into the gale.

But she is held back—bound by bright red ribbons that coil around her arms, torso, and legs like serpents. The ribbons are stark against the purity of her white dress, their crimson hue vivid and unsettling, like streaks of blood on snow. They pull taut, resisting her every movement, their ends disappearing into the storm’s darkness as if anchored by some unseen force. The contrast between her ethereal beauty and the violent, almost grotesque imagery of the ribbons is striking, a symbol of struggle and restraint.

The storm around her is a maelstrom of chaos—wind whips through the air, carrying debris and rain in a frenzied dance. The sky is a churning mass of gray and black, lit occasionally by flashes of lightning that illuminate her figure in stark relief. The sound of the storm is deafening, a cacophony of howling wind, crashing thunder, and the relentless pounding of rain. Yet, amidst the chaos, she remains a focal point, her presence both fragile and powerful.

Her struggle is palpable, every muscle in her body taut as she fights against the ribbons that bind her. The ribbons seem alive, their ends flailing wildly in the wind, their color a vivid reminder of the forces that seek to hold her back. The scene is a metaphor—a battle between purity and corruption, freedom and restraint, light and darkness. She is a figure of otherworldly grace, caught in a moment of defiance, her determination shining through even as the storm threatens to consume her. The red ribbons, the white dress, and the chaotic storm create a visual and emotional tension that is both haunting and unforgettable.

An abandoned hospital corridor lit dimly by flickering fluorescent lights overhead. Peeling wallpaper reveals rust-streaked walls, and water drips steadily from a cracked pipe in the ceiling. At the far end of the hallway, a shadowy figure stands motionless, their face obscured but visible enough to suggest hollow eyes and tattered clothing. Fog rolls along the floor, adding to the unsettling ambiance. Shot from a first-person perspective as if the viewer is cautiously walking toward the figure, using a fisheye lens (16mm) to distort the edges of the frame, enhancing the sense of unease. Desaturated colors with a cold blue tint dominate the palette, punctuated by occasional flashes of red from the malfunctioning lights.

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