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    a battlefield of a forest of tall grass, smoke and mud on a bright summer's day. a full-body furfemx scene of a slim pretty anthropomorphic mouse girl with a heroic allure and she has pale fur and a pink nose and large buckteeth and she wears a military uniform and holds a large black sniper-rifle in her muddy delicate hands and she has very large blue eyes and a wideeyed scared expression and her pink tail is raised behind her and is wrapped with a bloodstained bandage. she fires her rifle and its muzzleflash is bright and powerful as she shoots at huge enemy cats that loom over her. a huge evil cat emerges from the tall grass directly behind her unseen by her and the cat has huge teeth that are streaked with blood and its paws reach out with claws that are curled to grab her. a cinematic realistic scene with high detail and a blurred background
    Capture an intimate, close-up portrait of a "Lava Cyborg," a molten fusion of raw geological power and futuristic technology. Her face is a striking blend of charred, obsidian-like plating and glowing cracks that pulse with fiery orange and red light, resembling the veins of molten lava beneath a cooling crust. Her mechanical components are forged from dark, heat-resistant alloys, their edges glowing faintly as if still cooling from their creation. Tiny vents near her temple release wisps of smoke, curling upward and dissipating into the air. Her attire is a rugged design of scorched, metallic panels interwoven with glowing, magma-like elements that radiate an intense heat. The background is a blurred volcanic landscape, with rivers of molten lava flowing between jagged, blackened rocks. A faint red glow illuminates the misty air, casting dynamic highlights and shadows across her form. Tiny sparks and ash particles drift around her, adding texture and movement to the composition. The atmosphere is fierce and primal, evoking the unstoppable power of the earth’s core fused with technological resilience and precision.
    A sultry, cigarette-smoking woman, her face framed by a cascade of dark curls, sits hunched over a dimly lit bar. A worn, emerald green velvet jacket, heavy with the weight of unspoken secrets, drapes over her shoulders. A single diamond earring dangles, a stark contrast to the shadows that cling to her figure. Her eyes, the color of stormy seas, are fixed on a swirling glass of amber liquid, reflecting a swirling tempest of emotion. The bar itself, dimly lit by a flickering neon sign, casts long, theatrical shadows that stretch across the polished mahogany. The air hangs thick with the scent of expensive perfume and stale cigarette smoke, a melancholic symphony of the city's late night. A single, disintegrating rose, crimson and faded, sits on the table before her, a silent testament to a lost love. A worn copy of Hemingway rests beside the glass, as if a whispered answer to her unspoken sorrow. The relentless thump-thump of a jazz bass echoes from the speakers, a soundtrack to silent despair. Her expression, a haunting mix of defiance and desperation, suggests the question: Did love ever truly find her?
    Hyper-realistic anthropomorphic robot in a gritty, dilapidated Soviet factory. Wearing oil-stained, tattered blue overalls, it clutches a massive rusted wrench. Smoke curls from a cigarette, illuminating its anxious LED eyes. Worn Soviet-era posters backdrop this cyberpunk critique of industrial labor.
    a young woman with piercing blue eyes and platinum blonde hair sits on the edge of a weathered stone ledge in a snowing medieval village, her elbow resting on her knee as she props her face against her hand, her expression distant and contemplative; her hair is cut into a short, choppy bob with soft, uneven bangs framing her pale face, strands subtly tousled by the cold air; **a few delicate snowflakes drift lazily through the misty atmosphere, some catching the dim light as they fall, melting the moment they touch the warmth of her coat**, while others settle onto the fur-lined hood of her oversized cream-colored winter parka, the thick fabric detailed with quilted stitching, deep pockets, and silver zippers, the slightly worn brand logo embroidered on the sleeve; beneath the open coat, she wears a form-fitting striped wool sweater with a slightly loose neckline, leaving her **intricate black ink tattoos fully visible across her neck and collarbones**—elaborate geometric and floral designs intertwining like sacred markings, bold yet elegant, adding a striking contrast against her fair skin; a string of worn wooden prayer beads drapes loosely around her neck, resting over the sweater, their earthy tones grounding her modern aesthetic in the ancient surroundings. her light-wash, ripped skinny jeans hug her frame, the frayed tear at her knee revealing a glimpse of skin, the denim rough and slightly worn from use; on her feet, she wears **high-top Nike sneakers in a mix of beige, white, and black, the iconic swoosh standing out against the muted medieval tones**, the laces loosely tied, the rubber soles showing faint signs of dirt from the damp cobblestone streets; the contrast between the futuristic footwear and the ancient surroundings adds to the surreal nature of her presence. behind her, the narrow medieval street is lined with half-timbered houses, their steep roofs dusted with snow, smoke curling from chimneys into the cold, foggy air; rough stone walls and wooden beams give the village an ancient, rustic feel, the damp cobblestones beneath her feet glistening in the dim, diffused light; **a few drifting snowflakes continue to swirl through the air, carried on the faintest breeze, adding an almost dreamlike quality to the scene**; a group of medieval villagers moves in the background, their expressions wary, their eyes occasionally glancing in her direction—men clad in heavy wool cloaks and fur-trimmed tunics, some gripping the hilts of their swords, while others carry sacks of goods slung over their shoulders; one man in a dark green hooded cloak stands slightly apart, his gaze locked onto her, his hand resting on the pommel of his sheathed blade, his expression unreadable; a tense yet quiet atmosphere lingers in the air, the contrast between the woman’s modern attire and the surrounding medieval setting making her presence feel almost surreal, as if she were a traveler out of time, lost in the folds of history.<lora:cheats.safetensors:1.0:1.0>
    Surreal portrait of a man, but his head is a large, textured lemon with an exaggerated, wide, angry mouth. He’s biting down on a thick, smoldering cigar, the tip glowing fiercely with red and orange embers, casting an ominous light on his lemony skin. Smoke curls dramatically around him, forming abstract shapes in the air. His suit is a sharp pinstripe, but his tie is comically skewed. In one hand, he’s holding a martini glass with a tiny umbrella and a wedge of lime, and in the other, a deck of playing cards mid-shuffle. The background is a vibrant swirl of oranges, yellows, and greens, adding to the absurd, chaotic energy.
    A high-resolution photograph captures the deeply textured and weathered hand of a 100-year-old man, gracefully holding a cigarette. The hand, adorned with pronounced veins and age spots, exudes a sense of history and character. The skin is thin and slightly translucent, revealing the underlying structure and years of wear. The hand is relaxed, with fingers naturally curved, except for the two fingers holding the cigarette—index and middle—deftly maintaining a gentle grip. The cigarette itself is slightly worn, with a long, delicate ash extending from the tip, suggesting it has been idle for an extended period. Wisps of smoke curl gracefully upward from the lit end, creating a soft, ethereal contrast against the dark background. The dark background serves to highlight the hand and cigarette, casting subtle shadows that emphasize the hand's intricate details and texture. The lighting is soft and focused, illuminating the hand and cigarette while leaving the surrounding area in gentle darkness, adding to the image's contemplative and serene atmosphere. The overall composition captures a moment of quiet introspection, with the aged hand and idle cigarette telling a story of time, experience, and perhaps a lifetime of habits and memories. The delicate smoke and long ash add to the sense of stillness and patience, making the image both poignant and visually striking.
    In a surreal, fractal psychedelic landscape dominated by swirling pinks, purples, and complementary hues, The landscape around is a mesmerizing blend of warped dimensions, where fields of vibrant poppies intermingle with strange, twisting tentacle plants. Trees with autumn-colored leaves slowly shed their foliage, the leaves fluttering through the air in a dance of colors. In the distance, an industrial building with a twisted, otherworldly design looms ominously. A giant red eye peers out from the building, while thick black smoke belches from its chimneys, curling up into the night sky and blending with the psychedelic colors above. The ground is a patchwork of shifting patterns, and the horizon bends and twists in impossible ways, creating a scene that is both chaotic and eerily harmonious. The crystal ball in the center makes a striking focal point in the midst of the vibrant, mind-bending surroundings reflecting the scene. The overall mood is one of surreal contemplation,
    A rusted anthropomorphic robot worker with large wrench, Stands wearily by a creaking conveyor belt in a dilapidated Soviet-era factory. Smoke curls from its cigarette, mixing with steam and oil vapors. Its photorealistic metal face conveys anxiety, reflecting the harsh realities of post-industrial Soviet punk. Wear construction helmet, Red and blue work overalls with a hole has label "RABOTAET NA SPIRTE". Has grim expression
    close-up, Digital painting, The close-up is a hazy, dreamlike portrayal of a woman reminiscent of Cloud Strife, her features emerging from a swirling veil of smoke. The spiky, platinum-blonde hair that defines her silhouette catches faint neon glows—soft blues and muted reds bleeding into the mist, giving her an ethereal, almost surreal aura. Her blue eyes pierce through the haze, sharp and intense, drawing focus amid the blurred surroundings. Faint wisps of smoke curl around her angular jawline and sharp cheekbones, partially obscuring her leather-clad shoulders. Only glimpses of the dark, metallic hilt of a sword on her back are visible, adding mystery to her poised yet battle-ready demeanor. The light reflects subtly off the texture of her black leather top, creating abstract patterns through the thick haze. The composition feels fragmented and intentionally distorted, with soft gradients of neon blending into shadows, leaving parts of her face and body in obscurity.highly detailed, dramatic lighting, ultra realistic..highly detailed, 8k, uhd, ultra realistic. dramatic lighting, looking at viewer, highly detailed, best quality masterpiece, photorealistic+, detailed+, 8k, HDR, shallow depth of field, wide light, high contrast, backlight, bloom, flashes of light, chromatic aberration, sharp focus, colour RAW photo
    Illustration of A beautiful witch woman stands in a whimsical, enchanted scene, blending elements of sparklecore, pastelcore, and cottagecore. She wears a classic black dress that contrasts with the soft, dreamy colors around her. Her long, curly wavy hair cascades beneath a wide-brimmed black hat, adding a touch of mystery to her ethereal appearance. Smoke curls gracefully out of her mouth, but instead of dark and foreboding, it shimmers with soft pastel hues, sparkling in the gentle light. The scene is adorned with delicate pastel flowers, twinkling lights, and a cozy, cottage-like ambiance, blending the magical with the serene. Her presence is both enchanting and comforting, embodying a witch who is as much a guardian of nature's beauty as she is a master of magic
    A secluded witch's hut nestled deep within a dense, enchanted forest. The hut is crafted from weathered, irregular wooden planks, its roof covered with thick moss, drooping vines, and patches of bioluminescent mushrooms glowing faintly blue. The structure leans slightly, as if burdened by the weight of time, with crooked chimneys puffing out tendrils of faint, swirling green smoke. A flickering orange light spills from the small round window, illuminating the twisted roots of nearby ancient trees that rise like gnarled claws from the earth. Surrounding the hut, the forest floor is alive with detail: scattered potion bottles reflecting the dim light, glowing arcane runes etched into stones, and strange plants with luminescent petals that cast shifting patterns onto the mossy ground. To the left of the hut, an aged wooden table holds an array of alchemical tools—crystals, vials of bubbling liquids, and an open spellbook with glowing, moving text. The framing is dynamic, with the hut slightly off-center to reveal a crooked pathway leading to it, lined with hanging lanterns crafted from bone and glass. In the foreground, a partially overgrown cauldron bubbles with an ethereal blue liquid, its steam curling upwards to intertwine with fireflies glowing in the air. Above, the dense canopy of leaves breaks apart, letting rays of pale moonlight filter through, creating a layered play of light and shadow that adds depth and mystery to the scene.
    A serene sloth, with a soft, velvety brown fur and warm, honey-colored eyes, sits comfortably in a rustic wooden boat cabin, surrounded by traditional nautical instruments and worn leather-bound maps, wearing a classic boat captain's outfit consisting of a crisp white shirt with gold buttons, a navy blue captain's hat adorned with a golden anchor emblem, and a pair of worn, brown leather gloves. The sloth's face is relaxed, with a hint of a gentle smile, as it smokes a worn, wooden pipe, exhaling a thin stream of smoke that curls upwards, adding to the cozy atmosphere of the cabin. The lighting is warm, with soft, golden hues, and the overall aesthetic is one of nostalgic, vintage charm.
    a detective firing his revolver in the midst of a shootout, the muzzle flash illuminating his steely gaze. His eyes are narrowed, focused, as smoke curls from the barrel of the gun. The background is a chaotic street scene, with shattered glass and overturned tables from a nearby café. Realistic reflections of flashing police lights dance off the windows, casting eerie red and blue glows across the scene. His trench coat flares out behind him as he ducks behind cover, bullets ricocheting off nearby walls. The texture of his gloved hand gripping the gun is enhanced by the grit and tension of the moment, while one of his feet braces against the ground, poised for action. The air is thick with smoke and adrenaline, capturing the high-stakes tension of the moment.<lora:PinkieEnchantedMJFLUX:0.7><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.2:0.5><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-v0.4:0.6>
    An over-the-shoulder shot of a young scribe, intensely focused on hurriedly copying ancient texts in a grand, dimly lit library with towering shelves of arcane tomes that seem to stretch up to the vaulted ceiling. The camera zooms in on the scribe's quill and parchment, bathed in the warm, golden light of flickering candles, which casts haunting shadows on the surrounding bookshelves. In the blurred background, a ghostly figure's pale face and outstretched hand reach ominously toward the scribe, creating a chilling contrast between diligent study and unseen terror. Every element is meticulously rendered in exquisite detail, from the intricate calligraphy on the parchment to the subtle wisps of smoke curling from the candles, amplifying the sense of foreboding and unease, midjourneyv6.1, Photography
    violin transparent from dark ice, glass girl in transparent crystal dress, shining note signs inside her body, curls of smoke, white background, masterpiece, vivid colors, high res, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp
    A whimsical and surreal image depicts a cigarette butt coming to life, seemingly running through a rain-soaked city street. The cigarette, with a lit ember still smoldering at its tip, has been anthropomorphized with thin, stick-like legs in a dynamic stride, as if in mid-sprint. Wisps of smoke trail from the burning end, curling into the misty, rain-filled air. The street is wet and reflective, with blurred lights from distant cars and street lamps adding a touch of urban atmosphere to the scene. The background is softly out of focus, emphasizing the tiny, animated cigarette butt as the central figure. Raindrops fall around it, creating ripples in the puddles, adding a sense of motion and urgency to this playful, imaginative composition. The overall mood is a blend of humor and melancholy, evoking a fleeting moment in a damp, quiet city.
    A serene sloth, with a soft, velvety brown fur and warm, honey-colored eyes, sits comfortably in a rustic wooden boat cabin, surrounded by traditional nautical instruments and worn leather-bound maps, wearing a classic boat captain's outfit consisting of a crisp white shirt with gold buttons, a navy blue captain's hat adorned with a golden anchor emblem, and a pair of worn, brown leather gloves. The sloth's face is relaxed, with a hint of a gentle smile, as it smokes a worn, wooden pipe, exhaling a thin stream of smoke that curls upwards, adding to the cozy atmosphere of the cabin. The lighting is warm, with soft, golden hues, and the overall aesthetic is one of nostalgic, vintage charm.
    close-up of a young woman with pale blue smoke curling from her lips against a stark white background, her features emphasized by soft lighting that casts gentle shadows, capturing a moment of quiet solitude and introspection, her dark hair contrasting with the lightness of the smoke and her surroundings
    A chubby baby dragon sits in the middle of a grassy meadow, looking adorably helpless. Its tiny wings are too small to lift its round body, and it’s pouting with big, watery eyes that glimmer in the sunlight. The dragon’s scales are a soft pastel green with hints of gold, and its tail curls around a large buzz coin that it’s trying to nibble on like candy. Sparks of energy flicker from the coin, causing the dragon to sneeze little puffs of smoke. Around the dragon are scattered coins and flowers, with a hand-painted wooden sign planted in the grass that reads: “Buzz for snacks, please!” Above its head, a speech bubble adds: “Baby needs buzzies!” The whole scene is bathed in warm, golden light, with butterflies fluttering nearby and fluffy clouds overhead. The baby dragon’s tiny claws and goofy expression make it irresistibly cute, perfectly capturing the innocent charm of a little creature just trying to gather some buzz.
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of a massive, ancient tortoise draped in moss and flowering vines walks slowly across a verdant meadow. Perched on its back is a small wooden cabin, complete with a chimney puffing out thin curls of smoke. A lone figure, a weathered old woman in a patchwork dress, sits on the cabin’s porch, knitting a scarf that seems to stretch on endlessly, trailing behind the tortoise as it moves. The meadow is filled with wildflowers, their vibrant hues catching the last light of the setting sun, while a distant mountain range looms on the horizon. The textures of the tortoise’s rough, ancient shell, the soft moss, and the delicate threads of the scarf create a richly detailed scene. A soft vignette gently focuses on the woman’s peaceful expression, emphasizing the tranquil, slow passage of time in this serene, otherworldly moment.(photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.5><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 rusted anthropomorphic robot worker with large wrench, Stands wearily by a creaking conveyor belt in a dilapidated Soviet-era factory. Smoke curls from its cigarette, mixing with steam and oil vapors. Its photorealistic metal face conveys anxiety, reflecting the harsh realities of post-industrial Soviet punk. Wear construction helmet, Red and blue work overalls with a hole has label "RABOTAET NA SPIRTE". Has hungover expression, horror atmosphere
    bv-smowormor. (The words "Smoke World Morph" prominently formed from swirling smoke tendrils, appearing curling around a human figure like an inscription .:1.5) A human figure partially emerging from swirling smoke . Background is completely black . Clothing and body are partially dissolving into ethereal smoke. Facial expression is calm and serene, eyes softly closed . Hairstyle is wild and disheveled, caught in wind with wisps of smoke . Figure positioned in an abstract, undefined space with swirling smoke patterns . Pose is dynamic, mid-motion, leaping forward with colorful smoke trail. Clothing details are ethereal wrappings glowing faintly, with glowing embers swirling around. Scene elements include colored smoke moving like waves. Style is impressionistic, abstract smoke movements. Lighting is soft and diffused, with shadows dancing across mist . Background gradient from bright red to orange . Smoke colors vibrant hues of red, purple, and blue . Additional details faint silhouettes barely visible through smoke . , <lora:bv-smoke-world-morph-1-0.safetensors:1.0:1.0>
    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.
    Dark clouds in the sky, incoming storm, flashes of lightning , desolate land covered by rocks and snow, few broken trees, mountains in the background, snow storm with particles floating, hyperdetailed BREAK backdrop, A massive, fearsome dragon with obsidian-black scales and glowing blue eyes, its wings outstretched in a menacing display. The dragon's scales glisten in the dim light, reflecting a fiery glow from the blue flames it breathes. Its spiked tail curls around in the air, overlooking a desolate landscape. The dragon's sharp claws grip the rugged terrain, and smoke billows from its nostrils, BREAK (middle ground, desorganized army of undead, some have armor, some have only clothes, standing, facing viewer), BREAK foregound , woman, alone, priestess, red dress, red cape, red hood, hood is up, woman holds a red flaming sword, clothes flowing in the wind, rear view, looking at dragon, ready to engage combat alone versus dragon and undead, BREAK dark fantasy atmosphere, ominous, low key, volumetric lighting, cinematic composition, wide shot, realistic scenery, intricate details, ultra high quality, very detailed
    An ominous cloud of whispy shadows and smoke that are forming into a hybrid smoke wolf looking over its shoulder, its fur seamlessly blending into the surrounding darkness. The wolf's eyes glow with a subtle intensity of reflected ruby flames, reflecting an aura of stealth and mystery. The image captures the intricate details of the fur, where shadowy wisps of smoke curl and merge, creating an ethereal effect with electric blue lightning crackling in the background. The is dripping an electric green liquid blood. The green accents are embedded into the fabric of the wolf's fur creating an intense atmosphere. The entire scene is like a 1980s illustration enhancing the sense of enigma. The wolf lower body is completely engulfed in electric green smoke and synapse-like formations of electric green energy. intense green and blue highlights on the edges of the wolf's fur. bright, luminous and electrical. dark and moody atmosphere, high contrast, painterly brush strokes, palette knife smears across canvas, dripping paint with thick clean flat electric linework
    A striking samurai figure set in a cyberpunk theme, depicted in a dynamic cowboy shot from the side view. The samurai has two-tone black hair that contrasts dramatically against a shadowed face, with one eye shimmering in a vibrant red hue. The character is clad in intricate samurai armor that blends traditional elements with a futuristic aesthetic. The background features a bold red theme, enhancing the overall intensity of the scene. Wisps of smoke curl around the figure, adding to the air of mystery. In his hand, the samurai wields a red katana with a bloodstain on the blade, symbolizing past battles. The painting should convey a sense of tension and power, using a monochrome palette with splashes of red to create a visually captivating and atmospheric artwork. aidmaimageupgrader, aidmaMJ6.1m, detailmaximizer, mythp0rt, ne0nfant4sy, drkfnts <lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.2:1.0> <lora:flux.1_lora_flyway_Epic-detail_v2:0.8> <lora:aidmaMJ6.1_aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-v0.4:0.6> <lora:mythp0rt_FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.7> <lora:v1v1dr34m:0.7> <lora:ne0nfant4sy_NeonFantasyPrimeFLUX-000049:0.8> <lora:drkfnts style_sxz-Dark-Fantasy-v2-Flux:0.7>
    A hard-boiled noir detective in a fedora and trench coat stands under a streetlight on a rainy city street, smoke from a cigarette curling around him. Art Deco buildings, shadows, reflections, extreme close-up, portrait, moody lighting.
    A gritty, black-and-white film noir-inspired portrait of a young woman in a dimly lit 1940s detective office. She sits behind an old wooden desk, her fingers delicately holding a cigarette, its trail of smoke curling in the still air. Her sharp, confident gaze pierces through the shadows, illuminated only by the dramatic light from a single overhead desk lamp. She wears a tailored pinstripe suit, a subtle nod to classic femme fatale style, her red lipstick (the only color in the image) adding an irresistible contrast. The scene is rich with vintage details—a dusty typewriter, an open case file, a half-empty whiskey glass, all adding to the immersive atmosphere. The lighting is hard-edged, high-contrast chiaroscuro, with deep shadows enhancing the film-noir aesthetic, making the image feel like a lost frame from a classic Hollywood thriller. marrta
    An enchanting, hand-drawn scene of a fairy-tale cottage with a whimsical, tree-shaped chimney. The chimney is intricately carved from ancient wood, with branches growing out, adorned with tiny lanterns and bird nests. Wisps of smoke curl around the branches, giving the chimney a life of its own. The background features a lush, magical forest, filled with mystical creatures. The illustration is detailed, with vibrant colors and a whimsical atmosphere
    Surreal portrait of a man, but his head is a large, textured lemon with an exaggerated, wide, angry mouth. He’s biting down on a thick, smoldering cigar, the tip glowing fiercely with red and orange embers, casting an ominous light on his lemony skin. Smoke curls dramatically around him, forming abstract shapes in the air. His suit is a sharp pinstripe, but his tie is comically skewed. In one hand, he’s holding a martini glass with a tiny umbrella and a wedge of lime, and in the other, a deck of playing cards mid-shuffle. The background is a vibrant swirl of oranges, yellows, and greens, adding to the absurd, chaotic energy.
    "A young woman sits alone on a snowy ground under soft streetlight glow, her gaze distant and contemplative as she holds a cigarette near her lips. Smoke curls slowly from the lit cigarette, rising in thin wisps that catch the cold night air. Her long blonde hair, straight and partially shadowed, frames her face and falls over her winter jacket with a fur-lined hood. The scene has a quiet, moody atmosphere, with soft shadows and blue-tinged light highlighting the snow around her. She occasionally exhales slowly, the smoke blending with her breath in the cold air
    A majestic Western dragon, its body a mesmerizing fusion of wispy smoke and mist, with scales that resemble delicate tendrils of fog, swirling and curling around its serpentine form, as if the very essence of the atmosphere has taken shape, with eyes that burn like embers, radiating a warm, fiery glow, amidst the ethereal, dreamlike landscape, evoking an air of mystique and wonder, set against a soft, gradient background that transitions from pale blue to misty grey, capturing the fleeting essence of a mythical creature born from the whispers of the wind.
    A burly gnome man with a brown beard and glasses sits contentedly by a babbling forest stream. His green pointy hat tilts slightly as he puffs on his pipe, smoke curling lazily into the air. He wears traditional Germanic country clothes, blending into the rustic surroundings. The scene is serene and peaceful, with dappled sunlight filtering through the trees, reflections of the water adding a shimmering touch, medium shot, soft, natural light.
    A close-up of a mystical tree branch with rough, textured gray bark. The branch is adorned with elegant, slightly curled leaves in deep purple and black, creating a dark and mysterious contrast. Sitting on the branch is a mystical, divine, glowing, magical hawk radiating a warm golden-yellow light. The hawk’s feathers shimmer with an ethereal glow, casting a soft illumination onto the branch and surrounding leaves. The Hawk's wings leave behind a trail of golden glowing dust and smoke. The background is blurred and dark, with hints of faint mystical mist or magical particles floating in the air. The atmosphere is enchanting, warm, calming, mysterious, and full of fantasy elements.
    Surreal portrait of a man, but his head is a large, textured lemon with an exaggerated, wide, angry mouth. He’s biting down on a thick, smoldering cigar, the tip glowing fiercely with red and orange embers, casting an ominous light on his lemony skin. Smoke curls dramatically around him, forming abstract shapes in the air. His suit is a sharp pinstripe, but his tie is comically skewed. In one hand, he’s holding a martini glass with a tiny umbrella and a wedge of lime, and in the other, a deck of playing cards mid-shuffle. The background is a vibrant swirl of oranges, yellows, and greens, adding to the absurd, chaotic energy.
    A dramatic vertical close-up of a dragon's eye, detailed, sharp and smooth, its slit-pupil glowing with a fierce golden hue, reflecting flames and the glint of ancient treasures. The surrounding skin is textured with intricate patterns of jade-green scales, each one polished and gleaming as if carved from precious stone, catching light in a mesmerizing interplay of highlights and shadows. Tiny cracks and veins run across the scales, giving them a lifelike, ancient quality. The eye itself is alive with vivid details—fiery wisps and swirling, molten textures within the iris, radiating power and intensity. Soft tendrils of smoke rise around the edges, curling delicately against the dragon's emerald hide, adding to the mythical, awe-inspiring atmosphere. DB4RZ style painting
    Two women sit at the counter of a gritty, late-night diner in the heart of the city. Flickering neon sign outside the window, tired waitress serving coffee, patrons with weary faces, smoke curling from a cigarette, grease-stained menus, dim overhead lights casting harsh shadows, worn leather booths, extreme close-up, portrait, gritty, somber light.
    Detailed, masterpiece, professional, bold colors, octane render, photography, HDR, "Close-up of a highly detailed, realistic dragon's face. The dragon has rugged, textured scales with intricate patterns, sharp, gleaming eyes that reflect an intense, fiery glow, and a set of menacing, curved horns. Its nostrils flare as it breathes, with smoke curling out, and its mouth is slightly open, revealing sharp, jagged teeth. The background is filled with roaring flames, casting a fierce, fiery light onto the dragon's face, highlighting every scale and feature with a dramatic intensity. The overall atmosphere is powerful and fearsome."
    In the dim glow of flickering gas lamps, a mustachioed engineer in a soot-stained leather coat glares at a clunky, steam-powered automaton frozen mid-stride. His brass-rimmed goggles are pushed up onto his forehead, revealing furrowed brows and piercing green eyes filled with frustration. The contraption, meant to be a self-winding delivery machine, hisses angrily as steam escapes from its joints, gears grinding uselessly. The cobblestone street beneath them is slick with rain, reflecting the neon glow of a nearby clock tower that looms over the industrial skyline. Sparks dance from the automaton’s exposed wiring, sending plumes of acrid smoke curling into the damp night air. The engineer's gloved hands clutch a wrench so tightly his knuckles turn white, as if sheer force of will might intimidate the machine into compliance. Behind him, passersby in top hats and corsets give him a wide berth, some shaking their heads at yet another failed marvel of modern ingenuity. A brass raven perched on his shoulder lets out a metallic caw, its red eyes flashing in amused mockery of its master’s plight. The city around them hums with the constant churn of progress, but here, in this moment, technology has stubbornly refused to cooperate. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.4> <lora:Vintage comic book:0.7> <lora:MoriiMee_Gothic_Niji_Style_FLUX:1.0>
    DGC style digital illustration, Magic style, Close-up. portrait, A close-up, cinematic painting of Gandalf the Grey, captured from the chest up with a focused, intimate crop. He looks directly into the viewer’s eyes, a gentle hint of a smile in his gaze, exuding wisdom and warmth. His hand is raised and open, fingers slightly curled as he conjures an ethereal, fiery dragon made entirely of fireworks and smoke that hovers just above his palm. The fireworks dragon is brilliantly detailed, its form composed of vibrant, swirling fire and faint, smoky wisps. The dragon appears to be alive, its body coiling gracefully in mid-air, each scale flickering with a fiery glow that pulses in shades of deep orange, crimson, and gold. Its eyes burn intensely, and its open jaws release tiny sparks, casting a warm, shifting light that illuminates Gandalf’s face and hand. Delicate trails of smoke spiral off its wings and tail, fading into the surrounding air, giving it an ephemeral, almost ghostly quality. The background is a rich, dark blue, fading into shadow to allow the glowing dragon to stand out vividly. Soft, volumetric lighting surrounds Gandalf’s hand and the dragon, creating a sense of depth and atmosphere as light reflects off particles of magic dust floating in the air. The dragon’s smoke and fire blend seamlessly, with the tail and wings leaving shimmering trails that drift away like the remnants of a sparkler, adding movement and a sense of awe to the scene.
    A rusted anthropomorphic robot worker with large wrench, Stands wearily by a creaking conveyor belt in a dilapidated Soviet-era factory. Smoke curls from its cigarette, mixing with steam and oil vapors. Its photorealistic metal face conveys anxiety, reflecting the harsh realities of post-industrial Soviet punk. Wear construction helmet, Red and blue work overalls with a hole has label "RABOTAET NA SPIRTE". Has hungover expression
    A grand medieval-style oil painting captures a noblewoman standing in the center of her lavish chamber, her piercing gaze locked onto the flames consuming her world. She wears a deep sapphire-blue velvet gown embroidered with gold filigree, its long sleeves trailing, edges singed and curling. A fur-lined ivory cloak drapes from her shoulders, now streaked with soot, embers flickering against the charred fabric. Her raven-black hair cascades down her back, a golden circlet glinting against the infernal glow. By her side, a weathered red gas can sits upon the scorched wooden floor, its surface blackened with soot, an ominous symbol against the destruction. The chamber’s arched beams crackle overhead, sending fiery splinters raining down. Ornate bookshelves collapse under waves of fire, their ancient tomes curling into glowing embers. A grand four-poster bed, its crimson and gold canopy engulfed, smolders as tendrils of smoke twist into the vaulted ceiling. Shattered mirrors along the far wall distort the reflection of flickering destruction, fragments catching the erratic glow of melting candelabras and disintegrating tapestries. The scent of scorched parchment thickens the air as flames consume the last remnants of history. She remains motionless, the firelight dancing across her expression—calm, unwavering—standing at the precipice of ruin with the red gas can beside her, as if the destruction itself bends to her will.
    A close-up, cinematic painting of Gandalf the Grey, captured from the chest up with a focused, intimate crop. He looks directly into the viewer’s eyes, a gentle hint of a smile in his gaze, exuding wisdom and warmth. His hand is raised and open, fingers slightly curled as he conjures an ethereal, fiery dragon made entirely of fireworks and smoke that hovers just above his palm. The fireworks dragon is brilliantly detailed, its form composed of vibrant, swirling fire and faint, smoky wisps. The dragon appears to be alive, its body coiling gracefully in mid-air, each scale flickering with a fiery glow that pulses in shades of deep orange, crimson, and gold. Its eyes burn intensely, and its open jaws release tiny sparks, casting a warm, shifting light that illuminates Gandalf’s face and hand. Delicate trails of smoke spiral off its wings and tail, fading into the surrounding air, giving it an ephemeral, almost ghostly quality. The background is a rich, dark blue, fading into shadow to allow the glowing dragon to stand out vividly. Soft, volumetric lighting surrounds Gandalf’s hand and the dragon, creating a sense of depth and atmosphere as light reflects off particles of magic dust floating in the air. The dragon’s smoke and fire blend seamlessly, with the tail and wings leaving shimmering trails that drift away like the remnants of a sparkler, adding movement and a sense of awe to the scene.
    A comical scene set in a modern kitchen where a chef, dressed in a full professional outfit with a tall white hat, stands in front of a stovetop that is billowing thick, black smoke. The chef, with a look of sheer panic and wide eyes, holds a cookbook titled "Gourmet Cooking for Beginners" upside down in one hand, while the other hand desperately fans the smoke with a spatula. On the stovetop, a pot overflows with a charred, unidentifiable dish that has clearly gone wrong, adding to the chaotic scene. The smoke alarm on the ceiling is blaring, and a small dog in the corner is covering its ears with its paws, further emphasizing the mishap. The kitchen itself is modern and sleek, with shiny countertops and stainless steel appliances, contrasting sharply with the disaster unfolding in the middle of it. The lighting is bright, making the thick black smoke even more prominent as it curls toward the ceiling, creating a humorous juxtaposition between the chef's intention and the actual result.
    In a smoky jazz lounge, a woman in a sleek white suit sits at the grand piano, her fingers gliding effortlessly across the keys as she plays a melody that drips with cool, effortless charm. Her raven-black hair is slicked back, and her deep crimson lipstick matches the single rose tucked into the lapel of her jacket. The crowd watches in awe, entranced by both the music and the undeniable presence she carries. A silver cigarette holder rests between her fingers, a wisp of smoke curling toward the low-hanging lights as she plays without ever missing a note. The band behind her follows her lead, saxophones and bass guitar harmonizing with her every movement. Her high-heeled boot taps the floor in perfect rhythm, the glossy black leather catching the ambient glow of the club’s golden chandeliers. The world outside is loud, chaotic—but here, in this moment, she is untouchable. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , ,in the style of cksc,anime, cyberpunk, DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting <lora:CPA:0.5><lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ:0.3><lora:Luminous_Shadowscape-000016:0.3><lora:ck-shadow-circuit-000021:0.35>
    Hyper-realistic fantastical scene: majestic quartz jade phoenix rising, wings outstretched against obsidian sky. Intricate feathers ablaze with golden-amber light, casting ethereal reflections. Smoke tendrils curl, infused with shimmering alcohol ink hues. Ancient symbol of rebirth, captured in stunning 8K resolution, cinematic low-key lighting.
    A rusted anthropomorphic robot worker with large wrench, Stands wearily by a creaking conveyor belt in a dilapidated Soviet-era factory. Smoke curls from its cigarette, mixing with steam and oil vapors. Its photorealistic metal face conveys anxiety, reflecting the harsh realities of post-industrial Soviet punk. Wear construction helmet, Red and blue work overalls with a hole has label "RABOTAET NA SPIRTE". Has hungover expression
    An atmospheric and powerful dark fantasy, natural organic and impressionist classical-style painting of a powerful dragonborn warrior with brass colored scales standing tall and defiently on the deck of a ship and looking angrily towards the viewer. The dragonborn is dressed in chainmail and wielding a large greataxe. The dragonborn has smoke curling from its nose and a silver mohawk blowing in the wind. The background is a calm sea with distant coastline over the edge of the ship. There is rigging and sails above the dragonborn blowing in the wind. <lora:dark_fantasy_flux:1.5>
    A hard-boiled noir detective in a fedora and trench coat stands under a streetlight on a rainy city street, smoke from a cigarette curling around him. Art Deco buildings, shadows, reflections, extreme close-up, portrait, moody lighting.
    A rusted anthropomorphic robot worker, Stands wearily by a creaking conveyor belt in a dilapidated Soviet-era factory. Smoke curls from its cigarette, mixing with steam and oil vapors. Its photorealistic metal face conveys anxiety, reflecting the harsh realities of post-industrial Soviet punk. Has hungover expression
    A rusted anthropomorphic robot worker with large wrench, Stands wearily by a creaking conveyor belt in a dilapidated Soviet-era factory. Smoke curls from its cigarette, mixing with steam and oil vapors. Its photorealistic metal face conveys anxiety, reflecting the harsh realities of post-industrial Soviet punk. Wear construction helmet, Red and blue work overalls with a hole has label "RABOTAET NA SPIRTE". Has hungover expression
    A nightmarish pumpkin colossus looms in a moonlit, fog-shrouded graveyard, its massive form a grotesque fusion of gnarled vines and rotting orange flesh. Carved eyes flicker with an unholy, sickly green flame, casting eerie shadows across tombstones. The monster's maw gapes unnaturally wide, revealing rows of jagged, thorn-like teeth dripping with viscous, black ichor. Thick tendrils of dark, oily smoke billow from every crevice and orifice of its body, twisting into macabre shapes that seem to writhe with a life of their own. In its gnarled, vine-like hands, it clutches a terrified, screaming Jack-o'-lantern, its carved face contorted in fear as it's slowly crushed and devoured. The pumpkin monster's body pulsates and writhes, suggesting an internal, eldritch anatomy. Shriveled, claw-like leaves rustle ominously in a nonexistent wind. The surrounding graveyard is littered with smashed pumpkins and half-eaten Jack-o'-lanterns, their candles still flickering feebly. A harvest moon, bloated and blood-red, hangs low in the sky, bathing the scene in an otherworldly crimson glow. Wispy threads of mist curl around weathered headstones, forming skeletal hands that seem to reach out in warning. The boundary between vegetation and flesh blurs horrifically, creating a sense of unnatural, creeping corruption. Hyper-realistic textures blend seamlessly with impossible anatomies, resulting in a deeply unsettling image that bridges the gap between the familiar and the cosmically horrific.
    A rough, textured painting captures a moody night scene. A man stands beside a vintage sports car, its sleek body reflecting dim streetlights. Rain falls steadily, streaking down in chaotic strokes, pooling in puddles that shimmer with golden and blue hues from distant lights. The pavement glistens, mirroring neon signs and the faint glow of a quiet square. The man, partially silhouetted, wears a long, soaked coat, its fabric heavy from the rain. His face is shadowed beneath a hat, barely visible except for the soft glow of a lit cigarette between his fingers. Smoke curls upward, mixing with mist, vanishing into the night air. His posture is calm yet deliberate, as if waiting for something—or someone—beneath the cold rain. The car, a classic from another era, sits low, its curves softened by rain-slick reflections. Droplets slide down the hood, catching flickers of distant light. Its headlights remain off, but a faint interior glow hints at recent movement. Behind him, a dimly lit square is framed by tall lampposts, their warm glow struggling against the rain, casting long shadows over cobblestone paths. The night feels still, yet charged, a frozen moment steeped in solitude and quiet tension. rough brushstrokes, ssf_4bstr4ct, oil painting texture, cinematic lighting, rainy night, wet pavement, vintage sports car, mysterious man, cigarette ember, heavy coat, streetlights, moody atmosphere, neon reflections, solitude
    In a softly lit, painterly style, an angel with white wings sits on a wooden bench by a stained glass window, holding a cigarette. Her expression is calm yet slightly distressed, and her gaze shifts slowly as if lost in thought. She brings the cigarette to her lips, takes a deep inhale, and slowly exhales, releasing a gentle plume of smoke that curls and disperses in the air around her. Her head tilts slightly, showing a subtle tension in her eyes and brow, capturing a quiet, introspective mood. After a moment, she closes her eyes slowly, her expression softening as she appears to sink deeper into her thoughts, the smoke still lingering faintly around her. The scene retains a painterly effect, with warm light illuminating her form and casting gentle shadows on the wooden background.
    A full-body dynamic shot captures the instant she lands, her sleek platinum-blonde French bob slicing through the air as a shockwave ripples outward. The cyberpunk battleground shudders—deep violet metal rods quake and rattle, disturbed by the sheer force of her arrival. Smoke and ember-like neon gold sparks swirl around her silhouette, casting jagged shadows against the rigid metallic pillars that frame her like a warrior stepping onto a stage. She stands, poised and unshaken, clad in a dark navy urban military-style outfit, every layer of technical fabric shifting subtly under the flickering glow of neon cyan and warm amber lights. A stitched fabric label reading *"Vans"* peeks from her sleeve—an ironic mark of precision in the chaos. Soft, pale gray gloves contrast against the depth of her ensemble, her fingers curling slightly, ready for action. The shot, taken from a low angle with an f/5.6 aperture, sharpens the focus on her stance—powerful yet calculated. The air crackles with energy as the metal rods settle, the rhythmic hum of the city beneath her feet amplifying the weight of her arrival. The gradient midnight-blue backdrop fuses seamlessly with her form, while her presence alone warps the studio lighting, casting deep, dramatic shadows that mark her as an unstoppable force in this cybernetic battlefield.
    A breathtaking aerial view of humanity’s first great city, built along the banks of a mighty river. Mud-brick homes and early temples of stone rise amidst lush farmland, where workers tend to wheat fields and guide oxen-drawn plows. Smoke curls from the hearths of bustling market stalls, while a towering ziggurat, still under construction, dominates the horizon. In the distance, nomadic tribes on horseback approach, their banners fluttering in the wind, signaling the dawn of diplomacy—or conflict. <lora:aesthetical-000003:0.15><lora:aidmaNSFWunlock-FLUX-PonyStyle-v0.1:0.15><lora:Flux-jijia:0.1><lora:GLSHS:0.6>
    Create a mystical, moonlit scene set in a dense, ancient forest during the witching hour, just past midnight. The sky is a deep indigo, with swirling clouds partly covering a glowing full moon. In the clearing, a circle of witches in dark, flowing robes stand around a crackling bonfire, casting intricate spells. Their robes are adorned with silver runes that shimmer in the firelight, and each holds a different magical item—crystal-tipped wands, ornate chalices, and smoking cauldrons filled with glowing liquid. Ethereal mist curls at their feet, weaving around roots and ancient stones etched with forgotten symbols. In the background, shadowy, enchanted trees twist toward the sky, their branches forming a natural arch. A black cat with piercing green eyes sits calmly near one of the witches, while spectral ravens fly overhead. Stars twinkle faintly, and glowing, translucent spirits of the forest appear, drawn to the witches' powerful magic. The atmosphere is tense and otherworldly, full of energy as the spells take hold. Every detail—from the flickering flames to the soft rustling of leaves—should feel alive with enchantment and mystery, evoking the power of the witching hour.
    A high-octane, adrenaline-fueled scene of chaos and destruction as a half-crazed, tattooed woman takes the wheel of a heavily armored combat vehicle. Her short, choppy bob haircut (à la Bob Stale) is tousled, and her face is smeared with grease and sweat, her wild eyes gleaming with a mix of madness and determination. A cigarette dangles from her lips, its smoke curling into the air as she grips the steering wheel with white-knuckled intensity. The vehicle is a beast of metal and fire, its exterior covered in scratches, dents, and makeshift armor. Through the windows, the world outside is a blur of chaos—other combat vehicles ramming into each other, explosions lighting up the sky, and debris flying in every direction. The ground is torn apart, with flames and smoke rising from craters and overturned cars. The air is thick with the smell of burning fuel and the sound of roaring engines, screeching metal, and distant screams. The woman’s tattoos are a mix of symbols, skulls, and cryptic designs, each telling a story of survival and rebellion. Her expression is fierce, a twisted grin spreading across her face as she speeds through the carnage, her vehicle kicking up dirt and sparks. The atmosphere is electric, with the adrenaline of the race for survival palpable in every detail. The art style is gritty and hyper-detailed, capturing the textures of the vehicle, the woman’s tattoos, and the chaotic environment. The lighting is intense, with fiery explosions casting harsh shadows and illuminating the scene in a hellish glow. This artwork tells a story of raw power, rebellion, and the will to survive in a world gone mad
    A fearsome, ethereal creature emerges from the shadows, its form that of a dark, mystical cat with sharp, glowing eyes. Its fur is a swirling mass of dark energy and golden sparks, as if made of smoke and embers. The creature's massive horns curl upward from its head, radiating a dark, fiery aura. Its sharp, menacing teeth are bared in a grin that blends both grace and malice. The surrounding atmosphere is filled with an otherworldly mist, as the creature's presence distorts the air, leaving trails of golden light in its wake. The entire figure exudes an aura of dark power and ancient mysticism.
    A angular detailed logo featuring a futuristic cyborg wearing gold chains and a puffy jacket, smiling and smoking a large prominent cigar with a curling puff of vapor coming out, holding a smoking laser pistol, the smoke of the pistol and cigar swirling around each other, Blue, black, and orange color scheme. The bold logo text reads: "BUZZ BLASTERS INC"
    aidmamj6.1, A hyperrealistic black acoustic guitar stands as a perfect balance between two opposing forces, its body seamlessly divided into elemental extremes—one side engulfed in roaring flames with vibrant orange embers spiraling into the void, while the other is consumed by an explosion of crystalline water, suspended droplets glistening in mid-air. The strings vibrate as if resonating with the clash of elements, their tension capturing the equilibrium between fire’s chaotic dance and water’s fluid serenity. Wisps of smoke rise from the fiery half, curling into ephemeral shapes, while the water splashes in an intricate fractal motion, each droplet reflecting a distorted reality of this surreal musical battlefield. <lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-v0.5:0.6>
    A fearsome, ethereal creature emerges from the shadows, its form that of a dark, mystical cat with sharp, glowing eyes. Its fur is a swirling mass of dark energy and golden sparks, as if made of smoke and embers. The creature's massive horns curl upward from its head, radiating a dark, fiery aura. Its sharp, menacing teeth are bared in a grin that blends both grace and malice. The surrounding atmosphere is filled with an otherworldly mist, as the creature's presence distorts the air, leaving trails of golden light in its wake. The entire figure exudes an aura of dark power and ancient mysticism.
    A dramatic close-up portrait of a sophisticated woman in the style of a 1950s tobacco advertisement, shot with warm sepia tones and subtle vignetting around the edges. Her face occupies most of the frame, featuring bold vintage makeup with perfectly arched eyebrows, dramatic winged eyeliner, and rich cherry-red lips carefully applied in the classic cupid's bow shape. Her hair is styled in elegant finger waves or victory rolls, glossy and immaculate. She gazes directly at the viewer with a knowing, confident expression - simultaneously alluring and authoritative. Delicate wisps of tobacco smoke curl artfully around her features, creating graceful arabesques that frame her face. The lighting is classic Hollywood glamour - soft yet dramatically highlighting her cheekbones and the elegant line of her neck. Between her manicured fingers, she holds a cigarette with casual elegance, poised near her lips but not quite touching them. Her jewelry is understated but expensive-looking - perhaps pearl earrings or a simple diamond. The background suggests a sophisticated setting - perhaps the rich wood paneling of an exclusive club or the velvet drapery of a high-end establishment. The composition evokes the glamorous mystique of smoking from an era before health concerns, when tobacco was associated with sophistication, independence, and allure. 80s vintage pulp sci-fi magazine cover, aidmaHyperrealism
    A dramatic close-up portrait of a sophisticated woman in the style of a 1950s tobacco advertisement, shot with warm sepia tones and subtle vignetting around the edges. Her face occupies most of the frame, featuring bold vintage makeup with perfectly arched eyebrows, dramatic winged eyeliner, and rich cherry-red lips carefully applied in the classic cupid's bow shape. Her hair is styled in elegant finger waves or victory rolls, glossy and immaculate. She gazes directly at the viewer with a knowing, confident expression - simultaneously alluring and authoritative. Delicate wisps of tobacco smoke curl artfully around her features, creating graceful arabesques that frame her face. The lighting is classic Hollywood glamour - soft yet dramatically highlighting her cheekbones and the elegant line of her neck. Between her manicured fingers, she holds a cigarette with casual elegance, poised near her lips but not quite touching them. Her jewelry is understated but expensive-looking - perhaps pearl earrings or a simple diamond. The background suggests a sophisticated setting - perhaps the rich wood paneling of an exclusive club or the velvet drapery of a high-end establishment. The composition evokes the glamorous mystique of smoking from an era before health concerns, when tobacco was associated with sophistication, independence, and allure. 80s vintage pulp sci-fi magazine cover,
    A dramatic close-up portrait of a sophisticated woman in the style of a 1950s tobacco advertisement, shot with warm sepia tones and subtle vignetting around the edges. Her face occupies most of the frame, featuring bold vintage makeup with perfectly arched eyebrows, dramatic winged eyeliner, and rich cherry-red lips carefully applied in the classic cupid's bow shape. Her hair is styled in elegant finger waves or victory rolls, glossy and immaculate. She gazes directly at the viewer with a knowing, confident expression - simultaneously alluring and authoritative. Delicate wisps of tobacco smoke curl artfully around her features, creating graceful arabesques that frame her face. The lighting is classic Hollywood glamour - soft yet dramatically highlighting her cheekbones and the elegant line of her neck. Between her manicured fingers, she holds a cigarette with casual elegance, poised near her lips but not quite touching them. Her jewelry is understated but expensive-looking - perhaps pearl earrings or a simple diamond. The background suggests a sophisticated setting - perhaps the rich wood paneling of an exclusive club or the velvet drapery of a high-end establishment. The composition evokes the glamorous mystique of smoking from an era before health concerns, when tobacco was associated with sophistication, independence, and allure. 80s vintage pulp sci-fi magazine cover, aidmaHyperrealism
    closeup, A cracked, yellow smiley face with a menacing grin. large black eyes and big teeth expose a decayed, sinister look. A lit cigarette dangles from its lips, smoke curling ominously. The black, torn jacket with yellow accents adds to its gritty aesthetic. while a stormy sky looms overhead, enhancing the dark, unsettling atmosphere
    A close-up portrait of a tribal shamaness, her face adorned with layers of worn, painted patterns in shades of ochre and deep red. Her gaze is intense and unwavering, her bright amber eyes reflecting ancient campfires. Feathers of black and grey hang from a twisted leather circlet, swaying slightly in the breeze, while behind her, faint shadows of writhing spirits can be glimpsed through a thick, curling smoke. Her lips are pressed together in silent concentration, and the gnarled staff clutched in her hand has fragments of obsidian embedded in it, glinting ominously in the moonlight.<lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:0.6> <lora:artisketchyfs-v02:0.75> <lora:aidmaFLUXpro1.1:0.7> <lora:aidmaHyperRealismV0.2:0.4> <lora:Shattered_Void:0.62> <lora:MysticFantasy:0.4> <lora:Magic of Art (FLUX):0.4> <lora:HORROR_lora.TA_trained:0.8> <lora:lorafy_detail_enhancer:0.7>
    A dimly lit, retro-style diner on the outskirts of a sleeping town. The fluorescent "OPEN" sign hums in the window, casting a soft pink glow onto the empty parking lot outside. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of old coffee and warm pie, the counters lined with red leather stools that have seen better days. A woman with soft brown curls and dark circles under her eyes sits in a booth by the window, absently stirring a cup of coffee that’s already gone cold. Her black bomber jacket is draped over the seat beside her, a half-smoked cigarette resting in an ashtray near her hand. A vintage jukebox in the corner plays a slow, mournful tune, its neon lights casting a soft glow across the checkered floor. Outside, the fog rolls in from the highway, swallowing the distant streetlights in a thick, silent haze. The woman exhales slowly, staring at the reflection of the empty diner in the glass, lost somewhere between memory and the present. The clock on the wall ticks softly, marking time in a place where it seems to have stopped long ago. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:XRSTYLE_FLUX:0.5><lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.4><lora:MoriiMee_Gothic_Niji_Style_FLUX:0.3>
    a dragon made entirely of shadows and dark smoke, giving it a haunting and ethereal presence. Its form is fluid, blending into the swirling dark clouds that surround it, making it seem as though it's emerging from the very essence of darkness itself. The dragon has sharp, menacing features—its wings spread wide, appearing jagged and torn, with an eerie glow of pale blue light coming from its eyes and mouth. The long, snake-like tail curls beneath it, adding to its sense of movement and otherworldliness. The overall tone is dark, mystical, and full of ominous energy, as if the dragon embodies the pure power of shadow and storm. The lighting contrasts between deep blacks and faint, glowing blues, emphasizing its supernatural and fearsome nature. aidmaHalloweenBoost
    Two spectral bodies, one flowing from a swirling white mist and the other from an inky black haze, facing each other for a handshake in a neon-drenched synthwave void. Their forms shift and waver, never fully solid, their edges dissolving into curling tendrils of smoke. The background pulses with electric magentas, deep purples, and radiant blues, a glowing retro sun casting a surreal, digital glow over the endless horizon of a wireframe grid. The hands stretch forward, forming an almost-perfect shape between them, their varied outlines flickering like unstable energy, forever on the edge of contact yet never touching—locked in an eternal, mesmerizing balance of light and darkness.
    In a grand and opulently decorated salon, illuminated by the soft flickering of candlelight, sits a proud French aristocrat woman, enveloped in her lavish, intricately designed gown. The dress, made from exquisite silk and adorned with delicate embroidery of golden flora, lavishly spreads around her, casting shadows on the marble floor. Her delicate fingers, painted with a deep crimson hue, delicately cradle a fine crystal wine glass, filled with a rich, ruby-red Bordeaux that glimmers invitingly. The scent of ripe berries wafts through the air as she takes a slow, measured sip, her expression a mix of pleasure and indifference to the world around her. In stark contrast, through the tall, ornate windows, the scene shifts dramatically. Beyond the glimmering chandeliers and intricate tapestries lies the grim reality of 17th-century European life—a shantytown inhabited by the desperate and destitute. Ragged children with dirt-smudged faces play in the dirt, their laughter mingling with the distant cries of a mother haggling for scraps of food at the market stall. The smell of smoke from a nearby cooking fire lingers heavily, blending with the dampness of the cobbled streets. This tableau evokes a tender yet poignant juxtaposition; the aristocrat is the embodiment of grace and luxury, blissfully unaware, or perhaps willfully ignoring, the plight unfolding just beyond her sheltered existence. With a delicate curl of her auburn hair framing her porcelain face, she gazes absently out of the window, the glint of her diamond-studded necklace catching the light, seemingly lost in thought, fully immersed in her own world of indulgence and privilege. <lora:oil_test3_flux:1> ggg
    In the heart of the medieval city of Quedlinburg, a weathered minstrel stands illuminated by flickering torchlight, his gnarled fingers dancing across a lute's strings. The cobblestone square echoes with haunting melodies reminiscent of Jethro Tull's folk-rock fusion, drawing curious onlookers from timber-framed houses. Mist curls around the bard's feet, blending with the smoke from nearby chimneys, creating an ethereal atmosphere. The warm glow of lanterns casts long shadows across weathered stone walls adorned with climbing ivy, while the spire of a Gothic church looms in the background, silhouetted against a star-strewn twilight sky. The minstrel's eyes, deep-set and wise, gleam with the magic of ancient tales as his voice weaves stories of heroes and legends. His colorful, patched attire stands in stark contrast to the muted tones of the medieval architecture, creating a focal point in the scene. A copper bowl at his feet glints with scattered coins, reflecting the warm light and hinting at the appreciation of his captivated audience. The composition draws the eye from the animated figure of the minstrel, along the lines of the timbered buildings, to the mystical church spire, conveying a sense of timelessness and wonder in this enchanted moment frozen in time.
    Imperial Sunset: An opulent blend of Persian artistry and Byzantine grandeur across a desert cityscape. The setting sun bathes ancient golden domes and intricate minarets in rich amber light, creating a mosaic of elongated shadows across sun-baked clay buildings. The atmosphere is thick with desert dust, refracting sunlight into copper and bronze halos. Thin wisps of incense smoke curl through narrow streets while market lanterns begin to flicker to life. Textile merchants' vibrant wares catch the fading light, their colors intensified against the deepening lapis lazuli sky. Ornate metal latticework casts geometric shadows across courtyards where fountains reflect fractured light patterns. Hyper-detailed architectural elements show weathered textures, each tile and carving telling centuries of stories. 8K resolution, volumetric god rays pierce through arched colonnades, soft focused background reveals distant mountain silhouettes turning purple in the waning light. <lora:Illustration concept V1:0.7> <lora:Memadukan_Brush_Strokes_of_Fineart:0.2> <lora:flux.1_lora_flyway_Epic-detail_v2:0.8> <lora:Ganin_II:0.4> <lora:flux_dev:1>
    Richly textured woodcut print of Polish winter wilderness, early morning sun casting golden light over snow-laden Białowieża Forest. Ancient oak and pine trees draped in crystalline frost, their massive trunks etched with intricate detail. Wisent bison trudging through knee-deep snow, breath visible in freezing air. Distant wooden ranger cabins with smoke curling from chimneys. Frozen streams wind through forest floor, ice catching sunlight like scattered diamonds. Traditional wooden hunting lodges nestled among trees, decorated with hand-carved folk motifs. Ravens perched on snow-covered branches, wings spread against pearl-white sky. Frozen berries clinging to bushes adding splashes of crimson. Detailed bark textures contrast with smooth snow drifts. Atmospheric perspective creating misty depth in background. Monochromatic winter palette with amber highlights. 8K detail, museum quality art, masterful composition, dramatic lighting. <lora:RM_Enhancer_v1.0_bf16:0.5> <lora:zyd232_Ink_Style_Flux1D_v1_1:0.6> <lora:Anime v1.3:0.5> <lora:Ganin_II:0.7> <lora:flux_dev:1>
    A cinematic close-up portrait in retr0grade80s and vintage 1980s style, capturing a dramatic moment inside a high-rise office in the 1970s. The subject is a woman with a deep, rich complexion, a perfectly symmetrical face, striking blue eyes, and full, pouty lips adorned with glossy lipstick. A dusting of freckles adds warmth to her flawlessly made-up skin, with shimmering vintage-style eyeshadow and bold eyeliner accentuating her intense gaze. Her voluminous, layered curls are styled in a classic 70s fashion, framing her face elegantly. She sits behind a large wooden office desk, a warm desk lamp casting a golden glow on her face, contrasting with the cool, diffused daylight filtering through towering glass windows to her side, revealing a breathtaking aerial view of the city skyline, sky, and drifting clouds. The background and surroundings are filled with authentic 1970s office essentials—a rotary telephone, a typewriter, a Rolodex, a stack of yellow notepads, an ashtray with a smoking cigarette, metal filing cabinets, and a vintage calculator. The faint reflection of the office interior glows against the windows, adding layers to the nostalgic, cinematic depth. The rich color palette of warm browns, deep oranges, and muted golds enhances the vintagegirls aesthetic, evoking a timeless, editorial feel reminiscent of 1980s photography capturing the elegance and power of a bygone corporate era.
    Ancient Dwarven war hammer with massive rectangular steel head, intricately engraved with angular runes glowing with subtle blue enchantment. Sturdy oak handle wrapped in dragon-hide leather, reinforced with mithril bands. Elaborate geometric patterns and ancestral symbols etched into every surface. Rendered in rich oil painting style with dramatic chiaroscuro lighting. Deep earthy palette of burnt umber, iron oxide red, and moonlit silver. Minute details of battle-worn patina, small chips, and ancient bloodstains telling tales of legendary conquests. Displayed against dark stone background, with subtle smoke elements curling around the weapon. Sharp focus on intricate metalwork showing dwarven mastercraft technique. Small gemstones embedded in strategic positions, enhancing both beauty and magical properties. <lora:Organic Sauce - FLUX:0.2> <lora:Anime realistic V1:0.2> <lora:绪儿 CG风滤镜FLUX:0.5> <lora:黑色幻想_1.0:0.5> <lora:flux_dev:1>
    Dramatic oil painting of Luxembourg's Ardennes forest in autumn twilight, with ancient mossy rock formations protruding through dense canopy of flaming red and golden maple trees. Ethereal morning mist snakes between towering oaks draped with lichen, while a lone historic stone castle turret peeks above the forest horizon. Medieval stone bridge arches over a crystalline stream dotted with fallen leaves. Cool blue shadows contrast with warm amber light filtering through branches, capturing Luxembourg's enchanted woodland essence. Traditional rural stone cottage nestled at forest edge, small curls of smoke rising from chimney. Rich textures, photorealistic details, professional color grading, atmospheric perspective, 8K resolution, award-winning landscape photography. <lora:dreadmirth-art-style:0.3> <lora:FluxMythR3alisticF:0.3> <lora:Anime realistic V1:0.5> <lora:flux_dev:1>
    **Subject/Scene:** A breathtaking, cinematic depiction of a **romantic time-traveling journey through sepia-toned vignettes, where vintage love stories unfold like a delicate dream**. The scene is infused with the **warmth of nostalgia**, evoking memories of a bygone era filled with **handwritten love letters, pressed flowers, and ornate lace-trimmed valentines**. At the heart of the composition, a **woman dressed in 19th-century attire** sits by an old wooden writing desk, illuminated by the golden glow of candlelight. She delicately holds a faded love letter, her gloved fingers tracing the elegant cursive script as if feeling the whispers of a distant romance. A single **red wax seal lies broken beside her**, revealing a message of longing and devotion from an unseen admirer. Swirling around her, **fragments of time unravel**—sepia-toned vignettes depicting fleeting moments of love: - A **Victorian couple exchanging a stolen kiss beneath an ornate street lamp**, their figures softly blurred like an old photograph. - A **soldier penning a heartfelt letter on the eve of his departure**, his ink-stained hands trembling with emotion. - A **woman in a flowing gown twirling through a ballroom**, her dance frozen in time like an antique daguerreotype. Each scene appears like **delicate, translucent echoes of the past**, suspended in the air like fragments of a forgotten dream. Scattered throughout the scene are **classic vintage valentines**, intricately decorated with **lace patterns, embossed roses, and golden filigree**, their delicate paper edges curling with age. Some flutter gently, caught in a **soft, timeless breeze**, while others rest upon the desk, adorned with **delicate dried lavender and pressed violets**—tokens of love carefully preserved across centuries. **Background & Mood:** The background is **soft and ethereal**, with a **sepia-hued glow that fades into rich, warm ambers and delicate ivory tones**. The lighting is **dreamy and romantic**, casting **gentle shadows that mimic the flickering of candlelight**. The entire scene has the **atmosphere of an old, beautifully preserved memory**, as if glimpsed through the pages of a long-lost diary. Faintly in the distance, a **vintage steam train lingers in a misty haze**, symbolizing the passage of time and the journeys of love that transcend generations. Wisps of soft smoke curl through the air, blending seamlessly with the floating vignettes, creating a sense of **fluid, poetic movement**. **Art Style & Details:** A seamless blend of **hyper-realistic vintage photography and soft painterly elegance**, enriched with **intricate details that feel tangible**—the texture of aged paper, the shimmer of antique gold ink, the softness of delicate lace. The scene is bathed in **a warm, sepia-toned palette**, accented by the occasional **deep crimson of a wax seal or the soft blush of a fading rose**. The composition exudes **romantic nostalgia, evoking a deep sense of longing, devotion, and timeless love**. The blend of **realism and fantasy** transports the viewer to a world where love letters hold whispers of the past, and vintage valentines carry the essence of undying romance. 0P4R7, BlacklightGraffiti, Foggy, xijie_mihuan, anime-style illustration , illustration, fg, shanshui, 0r1t1s, Anaglyph3D, bo-romance, Anime, 3mb3rot, Jedcyb3r, Jedspl4tt,
    In the center of the image, in bold yellow letters, the text "FLUX FICTION" stands out, instantly evoking the iconic aesthetic of the film Pulp Fiction. The scene depicts a woman seen from the front lying casually on a bed, her head resting on one hand while the other holds a cigarette between her index and middle fingers, the smoke curling upwards. She is wearing a slightly unbuttoned white shirt, adding a touch of mystery. Her black hair is cut into a sleek bob with bangs framing her intense, piercing gaze, as if she is staring at something or someone beyond the frame. Around her on the bed are a few objects: a gun, a worn paperback book with a folded corner, and an open box of matches. The background is dark, creating a stark contrast with her pale skin and the warm glow of the cigarette. The whole scene is bathed in a retro and dangerous atmosphere, paying homage to the dark and stylized essence of "Pulp Fiction". The image captures the essence of this iconic scene, with a touch of elegance and mystery, celebrating one of the most memorable moments in cinema.
    High above a frozen, crystalline lake, cradled by the jagged peaks of snow-clad mountains, a floating island defies the laws of nature, suspended in the air as if held aloft by ancient magic. The island, a breathtaking marvel of both natural wonder and human ingenuity, is blanketed in a thick layer of pristine snow, its surface glistening under the pale light of a winter sun filtered through a veil of thin, icy clouds. The landscape is a symphony of white and silver, punctuated by the deep greens of hardy fir trees and the occasional stubborn bush that clings to life amidst the frost. The island itself is a sprawling medieval fantasy town, a labyrinth of white stone buildings, towering structures, and a grand castle that rises majestically at its heart. The architecture is reminiscent of Viking craftsmanship, with steeply pitched roofs made of dark shingles that shed snow effortlessly, their edges adorned with intricate carvings and runes that seem to glow faintly with an inner light. The walls of the buildings, constructed from gleaming white stone, stand in stark contrast to the dark roofs, creating a striking visual harmony that speaks of both strength and beauty. The town is a hive of activity, even in the depths of winter. Smoke curls from chimneys, rising into the cold air, and the faint sounds of laughter, hammering, and the clinking of tools echo across the island. Towers of varying heights rise above the rooftops, their pointed spires reaching toward the heavens, while bridges and walkways connect the different levels of the town, creating a network of pathways that weave through the air like threads of a grand tapestry. From the edges of the floating island, frozen waterfalls cascade down in icy ribbons, their surfaces catching the light and refracting it into a thousand shimmering colors. These frozen torrents plunge into the lake below, where the water remains eerily still, its surface a perfect mirror reflecting the island and the towering mountains that surround it. The mountains themselves are colossal, their peaks lost in the clouds, their slopes covered in endless expanses of snow and ice. The air is crisp and cold, carrying the faint scent of pine and the sharp tang of frost. Despite the pervasive cold, life persists. Fir trees, their branches heavy with snow, stand like sentinels around the town, their dark green needles a stark contrast to the white landscape. Patches of hardy greenery peek through the snow, their vibrant hues a testament to the resilience of nature. The overall color composition is a mesmerizing blend of whites, silvers, blues, and greens, creating a magical and mystical atmosphere that feels both serene and alive with hidden power. This floating island is a place of wonder, where the boundaries between the natural and the supernatural blur. The town, with its Viking-inspired architecture and bustling life, stands as a testament to the ingenuity and spirit of its inhabitants, who have carved out a home in this remote and magical place. The frozen waterfalls, the towering mountains, and the shimmering lake all contribute to the sense of awe and mystery that permeates the scene. It is a vision of a world where magic is as real as the snow underfoot, where every stone, every icicle, tells a story of resilience, beauty, and enchantment. The floating island is a beacon of hope and wonder, a sanctuary suspended between earth and sky, a place where the impossible becomes possible. DB4RZ, g0thicPXL, mythp0rt <lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:0.8>, <lora:gopFLUX:0.15>, <lora:artisketchyfs-v02:0.2>, <lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.15>
    A close-up portrait of a tribal shamaness, her face adorned with layers of worn, painted patterns in shades of ochre and deep red. Her gaze is intense and unwavering, her bright amber eyes reflecting ancient campfires. Feathers of black and grey hang from a twisted leather circlet, swaying slightly in the breeze, while behind her, faint shadows of writhing spirits can be glimpsed through a thick, curling smoke. Her lips are pressed together in silent concentration, and the gnarled staff clutched in her hand has fragments of obsidian embedded in it, glinting ominously in the moonlight.<lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:0.6> <lora:artisketchyfs-v02:0.75> <lora:aidmaFLUXpro1.1:0.7> <lora:aidmaHyperRealismV0.2:0.4> <lora:Shattered_Void:0.62> <lora:MysticFantasy:0.4> <lora:Magic of Art (FLUX):0.4> <lora:HORROR_lora.TA_trained:0.8> <lora:lorafy_detail_enhancer:0.7>
    A high-resolution digital artwork featuring a young woman exuding vintage glamour and modern edge, seated. Her fair complexion glows softly under diffused lighting, while her voluminous, tousled blonde hair with choppy bangs frames her face, adding an edgy, retro charm. She dons a luxurious, fur-lined coat in beige and brown hues, its thick, plush texture radiating extravagance. In her right hand, she delicately holds a cigarette with a subtle wisp of smoke curling upward, adding a rebellious coolness to her refined style. Her neutral expression conveys a sense of world-weary sophistication, further accented by a sleek black choker around her neck, blending gothic chic into her look. Black tights peek out beneath the coat, elongating her slender legs, while a small beige handbag with a gold chain strap rests elegantly at her side. The soft lighting highlights the rich textures of the fur, her skin, and her accessories, creating a visually compelling, timeless composition. The birds are depicted with intricate, detailed feathers and are in various stages of flight, some flying towards the woman and others flying away from her. The background consists of a bright blue sky with fluffy, white clouds, adding a sense of depth and movement to the scene. The clouds are slightly translucent, allowing the sky to peek through. The overall color palette is vivid and contrasts sharply between the woman's dark attire and the bright yellow of the birds.
    bv-smowormor. The words "Smoke World Morph" prominently displayed, formed from ethereal mist blending smoothly. The text appears curling around a human figure like an inscription . A human figure partially emerging from swirling smoke . Background is completely white . Clothing and body are formed from shimmering particles . Facial expression is intense, with focused gaze . Hairstyle is wavy hair with smoky tips. Figure positioned in a dark, moody scene with liquid-like smoke. Pose is dynamic, mid-motion, leaping forward with colorful smoke trail. Clothing details are ethereal wrappings glowing faintly, with glowing embers swirling around. Scene elements include colored smoke moving like waves. Style is dreamlike and ethereal, soft focused edges . Lighting is soft and diffused, with shadows dancing across mist . Background solid black . Smoke colors vibrant hues of red, purple, and blue . Additional details faint silhouettes barely visible through smoke . , <lora:bv-smoke-world-morph-1-0.safetensors:1.0:1.0>
    This image is a vibrant, stylized illustration in a classic Art Deco style, characterized by bold lines, geometric patterns, and a focus on luxury. The subject is a woman reclining on red-colored rocky terrain, set against a striking, black sky. She wears a striking all-black-and-white striped gown that flows elegantly around her, complemented by a matching wide-brimmed hat. Her dramatic makeup features heavily lined eyes and red lipstick, enhancing her glamorous appearance. Long black gloves extend to her elbows, adding sophistication to the scene. She is smoking a cigarette, with wisps of smoke curling upward, contributing to the relaxed, leisurely moment. Her short, tousled bob hairstyle and pearl necklace complete her chic look. The background features a violet sea, creating an intriguing contrast to the red rocks beneath her. The rocks are textured and detailed, adding depth to the scene, while the black sky intensifies the mood. The overall composition is dynamic, with the woman’s relaxed pose and the flowing lines of her dress creating a sense of movement and fluidity. The combination of luxury, boldness, and surreal colors adds a unique energy to the composition.
    A photorealistic 4K image of a glowing green crystal with smooth, rounded edges, floating above a pool of shimmering liquid gold. Inside the crystal, tiny lightning bolts crackle and dart, illuminating hidden runes that pulse with energy. The crystal emits a soft, ethereal glow that reflects off the surrounding mist, creating a mystical atmosphere. Wisps of smoke curl around the crystal, adding to the sense of mystery and power. Masterpiece quality, highly detailed
    A majestic Western dragon, its body a mesmerizing fusion of wispy smoke and mist, with scales that resemble delicate tendrils of fog, swirling and curling around its serpentine form, as if the very essence of the atmosphere has taken shape, with eyes that burn like embers, radiating a warm, fiery glow, amidst the ethereal, dreamlike landscape, evoking an air of mystique and wonder, set against a soft, gradient background that transitions from pale blue to misty grey, capturing the fleeting essence of a mythical creature born from the whispers of the wind.
    In a serene, dreamlike landscape, a groom stands with a slightly anxious expression, waiting for his bride who is approaching from the distance. The groom, dressed in a slightly disheveled suit, exudes a roguish charm, like a wandering soul. He nervously smokes a cigarette, with the smoke curling ethereally in the soft, hazy evening light, adding a sense of tension and surrealism to the scene. The background is enveloped in a mystical fog, with pastel gradients of light blues and pinks blending seamlessly, creating an ethereal glow that enhances the dreamlike atmosphere. The composition centers on the groom, with the bride faintly visible in the distance, her figure softly blurred, as if she is part of the surreal environment. The perspective is slightly low, giving the groom a prominent position in the frame. The light diffusion and soft shadows create a whimsical and airy ambiance, while the overall mood is romantic yet tinged with a sense of uncertainty and otherworldly
    <lora:Dark_Gothic_Comic_style_v.2:0.9> DGC style. A resolute knight sits atop a battle-hardened steed, her polished steel armor gleaming with an icy sheen under the dim, ominous twilight. Her armor is adorned with intricate engravings along the edges, with subtle golden filigree accenting the pauldrons and gauntlets. Her piercing gaze, framed by short, raven-black hair, reflects determination and an unyielding sense of command. She grips a tall lance, its surface etched with glowing runes that pulse faintly, suggesting a mystical origin. Her scarlet cloak, slightly tattered at the edges, cascades over her armor and adds a striking contrast to the cold tones of her steel plating. The horse beneath her is clad in dark, segmented barding with menacing angular designs, and its glowing orange eyes emit a ghostly aura, enhancing the scene's foreboding atmosphere. Puffs of breath escape its nostrils, curling into the cold air, adding life to its imposing figure. The rich chestnut of its coat peeks through its armor, providing warmth to the otherwise muted palette. In the background, an army of soldiers stands shrouded in mist, their silhouettes defined by muted grays and blues. The distant glow of smoldering fires paints the sky in hues of orange and yellow, contrasting with the cold, blue-gray battlefield. Banners sway in the wind, their colors dulled by the smoke-filled sky, while spears and helmets glint faintly amidst the haze. T ground. grainy anime
    A stylized noir-inspired depiction of a Japanese yakuza member, with detailed tattoos of phoenixes and waves covering his arms and chest. He leans against a brick wall in a rain-soaked alley, illuminated by a single hanging bulb, with a faint haze of cigarette smoke curling around him.
    In a grungy, dimly lit underground speakeasy of the 1920s, a striking woman named R5N0W83R, with her raven hair slicked back in a sleek bob and contrasting brown highlights, poses confidently against a brick wall adorned with peeling posters. Her unique outfit consists of a black velvet jumpsuit with gold art deco embellishments that catch the flickering light from a single swinging bulb overhead, revealing the intricate patterns on her arms. Her closed mouth and piercing gaze exude an air of mystery as she clutches a smoky crystal ball in one hand and a cigarillo between her lips, the smoke curling upwards to create a halo effect around her in this captivating black and white portrait shot taken from a low angle.
    Kawaii style anthropomorphic Doudou dressed in a sharp black suit, crisp white shirt, and black bowtie, with a red rose pinned to the lapel, confidently seated in a luxurious leather chair, embodying the calm and calculated demeanor of a mafia boss. In Doudou’s lap rests a small, fluffy white persian cat, gently stroked by Doudou’s furry paw, enhancing the serene yet authoritative vibe. The lighting is low, casting dramatic shadows across Doudou’s face, while the background fades into darkness. The soft purring of the white persian cat and the curling smoke from a lit cigar in Doudou's hand create a quiet tension, making the moment feel both intimate and powerful. Doudou’s expression is calm and authoritative, radiating a sense of control and power. The scene is captured with a low-angle shot, emphasizing Doudou's dominance, inspired by "The Godfather" movie.
    A serene morning in a misty mountain valley: rolling green hills covered in soft, dewy grass stretch into the distance, framed by towering snow-capped peaks. A young woman wearing a flowing white dress stands barefoot on the edge of a sparkling clear lake, her hair catching the soft morning breeze. She holds a bouquet of wildflowers in one hand, and her gaze is fixed on the rising sun, which casts golden light across the tranquil scene. The lake reflects the vibrant colors of the sky—hues of pink, orange, and blue—creating a mirror-like effect. Gentle ripples spread outward as a pair of swans glide gracefully across the water. A small wooden cabin with smoke curling from its chimney sits nestled among the trees in the distance. Perfect composition, hyperdetailed textures, photorealistic, dynamic lighting with halation effects, ambient occlusion, harmonious and vibrant colors, serene atmosphere, and breathtaking natural beauty. A true masterpiece, 8k ultra-quality, inspired by DB4RZ style painting, NeoPigma, in the style of cksc, anime, and fantasy realism.
    A **hyper-realistic RAW photograph in the style of Robert Capa**, shot on **Kodachrome 1940s film**, capturing a **busty, blonde U.S. Army nurse** in a quiet, seductive moment after a long day on the **beaches of Normandy, 1944**. She sits gracefully on a **wooden crate**, her **tight, slightly disheveled white nurse uniform** accentuating her curves, with the fabric gently pulling at the waist, revealing her **hourglass figure**. The **golden hour light** bathes her in soft, **dramatic shadows**, highlighting her **glowing skin** as she casually letting her **blonde hair fall in loose waves**. Her **gaze is playful, yet proud**, as she sits with one leg crossed over the other, relaxed and confident, taking a moment of rest amid the chaos. A **cigarette** is held delicately between her fingers, the smoke curling into the air, adding to the seductive, vintage atmosphere. The **deep background is blurred**, with the faint outlines of a **makeshift medical tent** and **shadows of soldiers** fading into the distance. The **grainy texture and muted tones** of the **Kodachrome film** enhance the timeless, intimate feel of the moment, evoking a sense of **sensual strength and quiet pride**, as the nurse reflects on her role amidst the war-torn landscape.
    Create a realistic cyberpunk scene featuring a woman with a futuristic aesthetic, standing confidently in a neon-lit environment. She has stylish, short hair, wearing a sleek outfit with glowing accents. The background is filled with bright neon signs, reflecting lights, and a bustling urban atmosphere. The woman is smoking a cigarette, with wisps of smoke curling in the air, illuminated by the colorful glow around her. The scene should convey a gritty yet vibrant cyberpunk vibe, emphasizing the contrast between the dark surroundings and the vibrant lights. anime_martz, anime_source, DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting, anime, cyberpunk
    bv-smowormor. (The words "Smoke World Morph" prominently formed from swirling smoke tendrils, appearing curling around a human figure like an inscription .:1.5) A human figure partially emerging from swirling smoke . Background is completely black . Clothing and body are partially dissolving into ethereal smoke. Facial expression is calm and serene, eyes softly closed . Hairstyle is wild and disheveled, caught in wind with wisps of smoke . Figure positioned in an abstract, undefined space with swirling smoke patterns . Pose is dynamic, mid-motion, leaping forward with colorful smoke trail. Clothing details are ethereal wrappings glowing faintly, with glowing embers swirling around. Scene elements include colored smoke moving like waves. Style is impressionistic, abstract smoke movements. Lighting is soft and diffused, with shadows dancing across mist . Background gradient from bright red to orange . Smoke colors vibrant hues of red, purple, and blue . Additional details faint silhouettes barely visible through smoke . , <lora:bv-smoke-world-morph-1-0.safetensors:1.0:1.0>
    A cinematic photograph of the words 'No Buzz, No Flux' ablaze with fiery flames, set against a mysterious, fog-shrouded urban alleyway at dusk, with smoke and embers swirling around the fiery typography, bathed in a warm, golden lighting, evoking a sense of intense passion and fiery energy, featuring vibrant shades of crimson, orange, and gold, with wisps of ash and smoke curling around the edges, creating a hauntingly beautiful and thought-provoking visual narrative.
    glass cat in transparent crystal dress, ballerina, teal crystal pillars lit by pink lights all around,dancing,shining note signs inside her body, curls of smoke, white background, masterpiece, vivid colors, high res, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp
    pastyle, A fierce yet fluffy anthropomorphic cat, dressed in a high-collared leather jacket,. The cat has sharp, determined eyes, and its soft, fluffy fur contrasts with the rugged, battle-worn leather jacket. The reflects a sharp glint of light as it cuts through the air, giving a sense of action and intensity. The otter’s expression is focused, embodying the skilled precision of a headhunter. The background is a dynamic, blurred scene of an urban environment, enhancing the sense of motion and danger. Sweat and blood streak down his fluffy cheek, catching in the flickering glow of a roadside motel sign. The anthropomorphic Cat outlaw’s face is framed in the amber light of a buzzing neon tube, his fluffy jaw clenched, a cigarette hanging loose between his lips, barely burning. His amber Cat eyes—calculating, exhausted—glint under the tilted brim of a battered cowboy hat, its edges frayed from a lifetime of running. One paw, wrapped in dusty bandages, wipes his chin as he exhales slowly, smoke curling into the humid air. In the blurred background, sirens wail, their red reflections slicing through the night, but he doesn’t flinch. Not tonight.
    high quality, dynamic angle, unusual angle, dynamic, dynamic composition, single sword, runic engraving, runes, sould of the damned, broken sword, broken, damaged In the dim, flickering light, a sinister shadowy figure emerges, its presence cloaked in an air of mystery. (Looking at the viewer with sinister smile:1.3) Slowly, it reaches out toward the hilt of the shattered runic sword, its movements deliberate yet hesitant. The ancient engravings on the hilt begin to pulse faintly, glowing like a dying ember, their light casting eerie shadows across the figure’s outstretched hand. The closer it gets, the air grows colder, heavy with an otherworldly presence. From the jagged break in the blade, spectral wisps begin to unfurl, curling and twisting like smoke, their forms coalescing into ghostly faces etched with agony. Whispers fill the air—soft at first, but rising into a cacophony of tormented wails. The figure’s hand trembles as its fingers hover just above the hilt, as though sensing the weight of the cursed power it is about to claim. Finally, with a sharp intake of breath, the hand closes around the sword. The runes ignite with a blinding light, and the escaping souls recoil, writhing in both fear and fury <lora:FLUX\FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ:0.3> <lora:FLUX\ArcaneFGTNR:0.5> <lora:FLUX\VividlySurrealApex:0.6> <lora:FLUX\Anime v1.3:0.5>

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