Prompt: Who are you, night potions Got me drunk? Who Are You, Feminine Name In a halo of red fire? retro poster of stalker, 4k fullgear, 4k rifle, Chernobyl, outcast, post apocalypse, something gloomy, detailed, 4k retro poster, true perspective, right shot, professional mode, no morphed details, no morphed objects, poster, illustration, old print, worn printed illustration
Prompt: Who are you, night potions Got me drunk? Who Are You, Feminine Name In a halo of red fire? painting of a woman with a goat's head and a dress, dark surreal art, flesh and bones, portrait in the style of craola, anonymous mask, by Eizan Kikukawa, small horns, aesthetic ”, pale sky, unknown artist, author unknown, dark and moody aesthetic, on pinterest, white horns, ceremonial
Prompt: Who are you, night potions Got me drunk? Who Are You, Feminine Name In a halo of red fire? painting of a woman with a goat's head and a dress, dark surreal art, flesh and bones, portrait in the style of craola, anonymous mask, by Eizan Kikukawa, small horns, aesthetic ”, pale sky, unknown artist, author unknown, dark and moody aesthetic, on pinterest, white horns, ceremonial
Prompt: Photo of Lunar Ventura, a 25-year-old Brazilian, with a modern and bohemian style, long curly brown hair, expressive and curious green eyes, well-marked features, well-drawn and fleshy mouth. Lunar Ventura is made up with red lipstick, well-defined eyes and false eyelashes, wearing a short black dress dark cabaret style, in a disco and has a glass of drink in hand. Lunar Ventura has the athletic body, full breasts, slim waist, thick legs and butt. (Who are you, night potions Got me drunk? Who Are You, Feminine Name In a halo of red fire?)
Prompt: Photo of Lunar Ventura, a 25-year-old Brazilian, with a modern and bohemian style, long curly brown hair, expressive and curious green eyes, well-marked features, well-drawn and fleshy mouth. Lunar Ventura is made up with red lipstick, well-defined eyes and false eyelashes, wearing a short black dress dark cabaret style, in a disco and has a glass of drink in hand. Lunar Ventura has the athletic body, full breasts, slim waist, thick legs and butt. (Who are you, night potions Got me drunk? Who Are You, Feminine Name In a halo of red fire?)
Prompt: Photo of Lunar Ventura, a 25-year-old Brazilian, with a modern and bohemian style, long curly brown hair, expressive and curious green eyes, well-marked features, well-drawn and fleshy mouth. Lunar Ventura is made up with red lipstick, well-defined eyes and false eyelashes, wearing a short black dress dark cabaret style, in a disco and has a glass of drink in hand. Lunar Ventura has the athletic body, full breasts, slim waist, thick legs and butt.
Style: Neon Punk
Prompt: Buckles twinkle under the moon Closed robes to the face. Leaned on a heavy compass, He looks down indifferently.
Prompt: Photo of Lunar Ventura, a 25-year-old Brazilian, with a modern and bohemian style, long curly brown hair, expressive and curious green eyes, well-marked features, well-drawn and fleshy mouth. Lunar Ventura is made up with red lipstick, well-defined eyes and false eyelashes, wearing a short black dress dark cabaret style, in a disco and has a glass of drink in hand. Lunar Ventura has the athletic body, full breasts, slim waist, thick legs and butt.
Style: Neon Punk
Prompt: Buckles twinkle under the moon Closed robes to the face. Leaned on a heavy compass, He looks down indifferently.
Prompt: In a long black robe, In a host of black chariots, In the pale phosphorus glow - The night floats the way of the queens.
Prompt: In a long black robe, In a host of black chariots, In the pale phosphorus glow - The night floats the way of the queens.
Prompt: I climbed the milky path, Illuminated - floats. Red pointed helmet Furrows the vault of heaven.
Prompt: I climbed the milky path, Illuminated - floats. Red pointed helmet Furrows the vault of heaven.
Prompt: The magician stretches out over the world of clay, In the milky ribbon is the head. Signs of later generations - The happiness of a long-time sorcerer.
Prompt: The magician stretches out over the world of clay, In the milky ribbon is the head. Signs of later generations - The happiness of a long-time sorcerer.
Prompt: I landed the ship like my own ass, Slightly bending the reflector. I shouted in Taukitian: “Vivat!” — What does “Hello!” mean in our opinion?
Prompt: I landed the ship like my own ass, Slightly bending the reflector. I shouted in Taukitian: “Vivat!” — What does “Hello!” mean in our opinion?
Prompt: While I'm lying in suspended animation, Those Taukites are rowdy. I keep in touch with them less and less - They are very hooligan.
Prompt: While I'm lying in suspended animation, Those Taukites are rowdy. I keep in touch with them less and less - They are very hooligan.
Prompt: On Tau Ceti Something's wrong: There are Taukitai brethren there She's gone crazy, according to us
Style: Watercolor
Prompt: On Tau Ceti Something's wrong: There are Taukitai brethren there She's gone crazy, according to us
Prompt: On Tau Ceti Something's wrong: There are Taukitai brethren there She's gone crazy, according to us
Prompt: Here, moving along the light beam Without help, but with mediation, I'm flying to this very Tau Ceti, To deal with her on the spot.
Style: Craft Clay
Prompt: Here, moving along the light beam Without help, but with mediation, I'm flying to this very Tau Ceti, To deal with her on the spot.
Prompt: Here, moving along the light beam Without help, but with mediation, I'm flying to this very Tau Ceti, To deal with her on the spot.
Prompt: Photo of Lunar Ventura, a 25-year-old Brazilian, with a modern and bohemian style, long curly brown hair, expressive and curious green eyes, well-marked features, well-drawn and fleshy mouth. Lunar Ventura is made up with red lipstick, well-defined eyes and false eyelashes, wearing a black bikini with silver chains. Lunar ventura has an athletic body, full breasts, a small waist, thick legs and butt, lying on the sand of Copacabana beach. Black Black
Style: Photographic
Prompt: In the distant constellation Tau Ceti Everything became unclear to us. We send a signal: “What are you doing there?” And they send us back.
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: In the distant constellation Tau Ceti Everything became unclear to us. We send a signal: “What are you doing there?” And they send us back.
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: In the distant constellation Tau Ceti Everything became unclear to us. We send a signal: “What are you doing there?” And they send us back.
Style: Digital Art
Prompt: In the distant constellation Tau Ceti Everything became unclear to us. We send a signal: “What are you doing there?” And they send us back.
Style: Digital Art
Prompt: In the distant constellation Tau Ceti Everything became unclear to us. We send a signal: “What are you doing there?” And they send us back.
Style: Craft Clay
Prompt: In the distant constellation Tau Ceti Everything became unclear to us. We send a signal: “What are you doing there?” And they send us back.
Style: Craft Clay
Prompt: In the distant constellation Tau Ceti Everything became unclear to us. We send a signal: “What are you doing there?” And they send us back.
Prompt: In the distant constellation Tau Ceti Everything became unclear to us. We send a signal: “What are you doing there?” And they send us back.
Prompt: Who sees dreams and remembers names - In love, the joy of meetings is not given, And the dark delights of parting!
Style: Watercolor
Prompt: Who sees dreams and remembers names - In love, the joy of meetings is not given, And the dark delights of parting!
Style: Anime
Prompt: Who sees dreams and remembers names - In love, the joy of meetings is not given, And the dark delights of parting!
Style: Anime
Prompt: Who sees dreams and remembers names - In love, the joy of meetings is not given, And the dark delights of parting!
Prompt: Who sees dreams and remembers names - In love, the joy of meetings is not given, And the dark delights of parting!
Prompt: To the one who sees, but is blinded by the light of day, - To the one who is alive and thrown into a dark crypt, To whom the land is a sacred land of exile,
Prompt: To the one who sees, but is blinded by the light of day, - To the one who is alive and thrown into a dark crypt, To whom the land is a sacred land of exile,
Prompt: Ah, not baptized in the deep waters of Lethe Our spirit is bitter, and our memory torments us. The pain of extra-life grievances smolders within us - Exiles, wanderers and poets!
Style: Low Poly
Prompt: Ah, not baptized in the deep waters of Lethe Our spirit is bitter, and our memory torments us. The pain of extra-life grievances smolders within us - Exiles, wanderers and poets!
Style: Comic Book
Prompt: Ah, not baptized in the deep waters of Lethe Our spirit is bitter, and our memory torments us. The pain of extra-life grievances smolders within us - Exiles, wanderers and poets!
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Ah, not baptized in the deep waters of Lethe Our spirit is bitter, and our memory torments us. The pain of extra-life grievances smolders within us - Exiles, wanderers and poets!
Style: Watercolor
Prompt: Ah, not baptized in the deep waters of Lethe Our spirit is bitter, and our memory torments us. The pain of extra-life grievances smolders within us - Exiles, wanderers and poets!
Style: Pixel Art
