Prompt: While you and I are alive among blood and ice, Among the oblivion of love in the weariness of labor. On our torn sleeves the swastika has decayed, It would be better to look at the clouds like fools. A transparent butterfly soul in the pollen of hopes He will rise, hurrying home, above the blackness of his clothes. Only the body spilled a glass of milk into the ground, He had so little time to look at the clouds. On pain of our own deaths in the desire to be, We are ready to shed the tears of future children over the edges. Forgive us for the weakness of our souls, for what is deep The sadness of bloody puddles, beyond the clouds...
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: While you and I are alive among blood and ice, Among the oblivion of love in the weariness of labor. On our torn sleeves the swastika has decayed, It would be better to look at the clouds like fools. A transparent butterfly soul in the pollen of hopes He will rise, hurrying home, above the blackness of his clothes. Only the body spilled a glass of milk into the ground, He had so little time to look at the clouds. On pain of our own deaths in the desire to be, We are ready to shed the tears of future children over the edges. Forgive us for the weakness of our souls, for what is deep The sadness of bloody puddles, beyond the clouds...
Style: Photographic
Prompt: While you and I are alive among blood and ice, Among the oblivion of love in the weariness of labor. On our torn sleeves the swastika has decayed, It would be better to look at the clouds like fools. A transparent butterfly soul in the pollen of hopes He will rise, hurrying home, above the blackness of his clothes. Only the body spilled a glass of milk into the ground, He had so little time to look at the clouds. On pain of our own deaths in the desire to be, We are ready to shed the tears of future children over the edges. Forgive us for the weakness of our souls, for what is deep The sadness of bloody puddles, beyond the clouds...
Prompt: A hauntingly beautiful landscape stretches out before him, the remnants of an ordinary extinction. The s.t.a.l.k.e.r. feel drawn to explore, even as he know that danger lurks behind every corner. As he ascend to 10000 feet, he cant shake the feeling that this place will stay with him forever. chaotic, Beatnik, Inkjet Printed, long shot
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Still Film, cinematic, Immerse yourself in the cinematic brilliance of gothic noir, where the interplay of light and shadow weaves tales of the mysterious and the arcane. Every frame a painting, each scene a story whispered in contrasts. Objects frozen in the air.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Still Film, cinematic, Immerse yourself in the cinematic brilliance of gothic noir, where the interplay of light and shadow weaves tales of the mysterious and the arcane. Every frame a painting, each scene a story whispered in contrasts. Objects frozen in the air.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Still Film, cinematic, Immerse yourself in the cinematic brilliance of gothic noir, where the interplay of light and shadow weaves tales of the mysterious and the arcane. Every frame a painting, each scene a story whispered in contrasts. Objects frozen in the air.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Still Film, cinematic, Immerse yourself in the cinematic brilliance of gothic noir, where the interplay of light and shadow weaves tales of the mysterious and the arcane. Every frame a painting, each scene a story whispered in contrasts. Objects frozen in the air.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: The day hides its face: The fields were covered with gloomy night A black shadow rose upon the mountains; The rays bent away from us; An abyss has opened and is full of stars; The stars have no number, the bottom of the abyss Water flower0 invisibility, glow, 7k, depth blur, rainbow2№2
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: The solitary soul, plagued by homesickness, finds temporary solace amidst the busyness of the day in a foreign land. However, as the night grows still, their longing for home intensifies, especially on moonlit autumn nights reminiscent of frost.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master, I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters, I wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster, Cause you could be the beauty and I could be the monster, I love you since this morning, not just for aesthetics, I wanna touch your body, so fucking electric, I know you're scared of me, you say that I'm too eccentric
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Immerse yourself in the unforgiving depths of war, where the brutality knows no bounds. Experience the harrowing scenes of destruction, the cries of anguish, and the shattered lives left in its wake. This raw depiction of war's cruelty aims to shed light on the grim realities that persist in times of conflict.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: spiritual intentions impeded by mental imperfections. flowing from smooth balance to chaotic upheaval. Duality is the key to balance. embracing our weaknesses to be one with ourselves
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate.Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,And often is his gold complexion dimmed;And every fair from fair sometime declines,By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;But thy eternal summer shall not fade,Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st.So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: \"A being of boundless might from ancient times, Kuafu tirelessly traverses the vast land, relentlessly chasing the blazing sun day and night. The magnificent scene unfolds as his endless strength and unwavering determination push the boundaries between night and day to the extreme, creating an everlasting mythological era.\"
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Pause for a moment, reflect, and ask: How can the flames of passion burn bright if the fire within our souls remains unkindled? To embark on the odyssey of true connection, one must first traverse the path of self-intimacy—fusing heart, mind, and spirit into a harmonious symphony.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: I kinda hope there's something wrong with me I kind hope this isn't how it's supposed to be (Supposed to be) I pray to god it's not normal Crying on the floor I don't wanna do this anymore
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Beneath the blood-red hues of a dying sun, the once-vibrant cityscape now lies silent, haunted by the echoes of a bygone era. Mutated flora intertwines with shattered remnants of skyscrapers, creating an eerie fusion of nature and wreckage. The air is thick with an otherworldly stillness, broken only by the occasional creaking of twisted metal or the distant howl of a mutated creature.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Envision an elemental sentinel of a stoic creature embodied as a guardian of both destruction and preservation, with one side ablaze with wild flames and the other encased in a solid ice armor. This sentinel stands with wings outstretched within a city torn between a raging inferno and a frozen wasteland, embodying the battle between heat and cold. API Metadata Optimization Suggestions:Model Version: Utilize the latest model version for enhanced detail recognition.Guidance Scale: Set high for precise detail rendering.Steps: Increase the number of steps to allow for a more refined image development.Sampler: Choose a sampler that best handles complex textures and contrasts, like the CLIP-guided diffusion sampler.Denoising Strength: Adjust denoising to avoid losing essential details in the darker or more intricate parts of the image.Mask Blur: Minimize mask blur to maintain the sharpness of edges and details.Seed: Select a seed that corresponds to previously successful generation of similar thematic elements to ensure consistency in style and color palette.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: In the realm where desires softly bloom, A fascination with curves, like a sweet perfume. Large breasts, an ode to nature's design, In their allure, a beauty so divine. A symphony of form, a captivating dance, They draw gazes, enchanting every glance. Soft hills that echo the moonlit night, A muse for poets, a sculpted delight. In the whispers of desire, a primal call, A celebration of life, magnetic and enthrall. Symbolic of nurture, a tender embrace, Large breasts, a canvas of elegance and grace. Yet, in beauty's tapestry, let's not forget, Attraction's spectrum, a vast duet. For beauty transcends, a boundless sea, In the heart's embrace, where true allure be. In the mosaic of desire, varied and vast, Large breasts, a chapter, not the last. For within each gaze, a story unfolds, Of diverse attractions, a tale to be told.
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: Analog Film
Prompt: Beautiful flowers bloom on the field, as if wearing colorful clothes, showcasing their beauty and vitality to the world. In the sky, birds soar freely, not troubled by the hustle and bustle of life, reflecting a free spirit of concentration.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: I am invincible, unbreakable, unstoppable, brutal epic composition, digitally painted masterpiece, (expressionism:1. 1), (dramatic, gloomy, emotionally profound: 1. 1), intense and brooding dark tones, exceptionally high quality, high-resolution, leaving an indelible and haunting impression on psyche
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: In the realm where verses dance, a symphony of elegance unfolds, A silhouette adorned with curves, a tale of beauty told. Her bosom, a gentle rise, like moonlit hills at night, A canvas where desire paints, in hues of soft moonlight. Full and tender, they stand as sentinels of allure, Whispers of a sensuous breeze, a promise to endure. Silken contours, a sculptor's dream in the moon's tender glow, A captivating rhythm that only a poet's heart could know. Each curve, a stanza in the poetry of her form, A sonnet etched upon the night, a spell to transform. In the language of desire, her bosom sings, A sonorous melody, where passion takes its wings. So, behold this masterpiece, this artwork divine, Where fullness meets grace, in an enchanting design. A hot and beautiful woman, a verse of desire spun, In the poetry of her being, the allure is never done.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: In the subtle silence the day eclipses, the horizon is tinged with soft shades. The shadow approaches, mysterious and complicit, whispering a sweet restless farewell to the world
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: /imagine prompt:color photo of: \"a broken heart\"\"a shattered glass reflecting fragments of memories, aching and raw,teardrops frozen in time, suspended in the air,a somber melody echoing through the empty room,the weight of longing and loss hanging heavy in the atmosphere,a bittersweet mix of sorrow and resilience,captured on a vintage Polaroid camera,using expired Kodak Portra film, adding a nostalgic touch,through a vintage 50mm lens, embracing imperfections,directed by David Lynch, known for his surreal and haunting visuals,cinematography by Roger Deakins, master of capturing mood and atmosphere,photographed by Sally Mann, renowned for her intimate and emotive portraits,and styled by Alexander McQueen, infusing tragedy and beauty into every detail.\"—c 10 —ar 2:3
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: cyberpunk, futuristic, alien, post-apocalyptic, dystopian, robotic, interstellar, extraterrestrial, catastrophic, devastated, ruined, demolished, shattered, crumbling, wrecked, ravaged, desolate, obliterated, decimated, annihilated, bleak, dark, gothic, grim, macabre, somber, shadowy, murky, eerie, foreboding. (the center will not hold)
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: \"A being of boundless might from ancient times, Kuafu, tirelessly traverses the vast land, relentlessly chasing the blazing sun day and night beneath the celestial canvas. The magnificent scene unfolds with the radiant sun illuminating the sky as his endless strength and unwavering determination push the boundaries between night and day to the extreme, creating an everlasting mythological era.\"
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Lip Gloss and Black,(Bleeding Mascara),my sanity on the funeral pyre,demonology and heartache,the crimson,rememberance ballad,corseting,dilated,tulips are better,a vampire's lament,a song for the optimists,This Flesh a Tomb,FIVE VICODIN chased with a shot of clarity,
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: if you want to be happy, learn to be alone without being lonely. Learn, that being alone does not mean being unhappy. The world is full of plenty of interesting and enjoyable things to do and people who can enrich your life, abstract art
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: crantorpulous orfenticates scrobble in the blighted devantiliss, ortiquian and fendacious. exquipious detailing, smorfastic resolutions. cortencles mivibrate in the sequidanal crothswizzle.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Waiting for lights out, I went to the warehouse and started class. First of all, I went into meditation and tried to more carefully study the structure of the Force. Back in the Enclave, I noticed that it consists of billions of microscopic particles, shaped like snowflakes. The soul consists of these same “snowflakes”, because they served me as building material in restoring energy channels
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: a magnificent masterpiece that portrays a desolate Warcraft world, characterized by stormy skies, foreboding clouds, and the imminent threat of a catastrophic event. The artwork should embody the grandeur and epic nature of the Warcraft universe, showcasing the skills and artistic vision of a master.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: In the aftermath of doomsday, billowing smoke rises from the ruins of the city, and the sky is shrouded in ominous clouds of disaster. Abandoned streets, overgrown with weeds, echo with the desolate howl of the wind. Like ghostly silhouettes, the remaining structures stand atop the wreckage, bearing witness to the devastation. Amidst the remnants of human civilization, only a few souls wander through the ruins, searching for the flicker of hope in this apocalyptic tableau.\"
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: A sad guy in tattoos can be depicted very expressively. His appearance can convey melancholy, melancholy or nostalgia.On his arms are tattoos of wilted roses, a blank look, or birds, symbolizing freedom, but also bound in chains. There may be small tattoos on his neck or fingers related to sadness or loss.May stand alone, leaning against a wall, looking out a window, or sitting on the edge of a tall building, emphasizing his sense of loneliness. A cigarette in his hand can be an additional element that emphasizes his calmness, but at the same time it can symbolize dependence.clothing items may include an old jacket, a tattered denim shirt, or ripped jeans. Background: The description may mention a gloomy environment such as a city atmosphere with rain, haze or street lights, which will emphasize the atmosphere of sadness.Jarek Kubicki
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: I'm tired, boss. Tired of being on the road, lonely as a sparrow in the rain. I'm tired of never having a buddy to be with, to tell me where we's going to, coming from or why. Mostly, I'm tired of people being ugly to each other
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: A fat and cute panda sat on the steps, carrying a large retro radio. It's wearing hip-hop jeans and sunglasses. It's anthropomorphic and cartoonish. The background is the entrance of a nightclub, artistic conception, 8K
Prompt: \"Craft a narrative exploring the delicate balance of the universe, portraying the intricate interplay of forces such as planets, stars, gravity, maintaining harmony in the cosmos. Highlight the microscopic wonders, delving into the mysterious roles of fundamental particles and dark matter.\"
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: image with no background of a interesting thing, this is a aesthetic thing that is impossible not to pay attention when you see, no background, flat opaque matte color background, single subject art centralized on the image
Negative: bokeh, blur, hazy, fuzzy, blurry, out of focus
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: image with no background of a interesting thing, this is a aesthetic thing that is impossible not to pay attention when you see, no background, flat opaque matte color background, single subject art centralized on the image
Negative: bokeh, blur, hazy, fuzzy, blurry, out of focus, female, woman, girl, gal, goddess
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: A dreamlike setting of extreme beauty, where flower petals gently fall on a celestial staircase, under a starry sky adorned by the moon, fine mist, ethereal clouds and a surreal sun, creating a magical and enchanting atmosphere.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: A dreamlike setting of extreme beauty, where flower petals gently fall on a celestial staircase, under a starry sky adorned by the moon, fine mist, ethereal clouds and a surreal sun, creating a magical and enchanting atmosphere.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: 3. * * The bravery of human soldiers:** The core of resistance is heroic human soldiers, reflecting the resilience and determination of the inhabitants of the earth. They are united by a common cause, fighting against alien invaders with unwavering determination.
Style: Analog Film
