tent prompts

funny caricature, zany clown character, 35 years old, colorful, mischievous, elastic, exaggerated rubbery limbs with an impossibly stretchy face and bulbous nose, noodle-like body type, red nose, frizzy hair, painted smile, wacky expression, caricature, the clown character is wearing oversized polka dot pants, a tiny hat, and comically large shoes, accessorized with a squirting flower and a honking horn, contortionist pose, circus tent interior with juggling balls and unicycle

Atoo

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first person POV, crossed boots near rough-hewn wooden table, 1849 prospector's tent interior, flickering whale oil lamp, wrinkled letter being written on weathered paper, gold dust pouch visible, tin cup, basic prospector's tools in background, canvas tent shadows, period-accurate writing implements, daguerreotype aesthetic --ar 9:16 --s 250

Aiverser

6 210

funny caricature, zany clown character, 35 years old, colorful, mischievous, elastic, exaggerated rubbery limbs with an impossibly stretchy face and bulbous nose, noodle-like body type, red nose, frizzy hair, painted smile, wacky expression, caricature, the clown character is wearing oversized polka dot pants, a tiny hat, and comically large shoes, accessorized with a squirting flower and a honking horn, contortionist pose, circus tent interior with juggling balls and unicycle

Atoo

6 130

a professional photo of a exceptionally beautiful girl in the world (age 7), (seven year old) 2025's girl highly detailed, futuristic, (futuristic), (masterpiece), (realistic), (perfect anatomy), (Full body from head to knees), (facing the viewer) with long platinum curly light brown hair, beautiful olive skin, thick black eye liner, extra long eye lashes, light pink blush, extremely beautifully shaped lips with light pink lipstick, dark blue eye shadow, perfectly flawless skin, beautiful perfect high cheekbones beautiful perfect high cheekbones extremely detailed large perfectly shaped beautiful brilliant Forest Tea blue-brown-red-golden-grey-purple bedroom eyes, beautifully manicured long fingernail with red polish, dressed in short tank top and skinny jeans, kicking a soccer ball, at a campground with tents off in the distance 8k, (high res), ultra-detailed, photo-realistic, full image view, full body view, front view, highly detailed, volumetric, dramatic lighting

PaullyT PRO

5 140

A dark, photorealistic, and nightmarish scene depicting a surreal interpretation of a Bedouin funeral ceremony. A desolate desert landscape under a blood-red moon, with swirling sandstorms and shadows stretching across the dunes. In the foreground, a shrouded figure lies on a simple burial cloth, surrounded by faint, ghostly apparitions of mourners in traditional Bedouin attire. The mourners’ faces are obscured, their forms semi-transparent and flickering like mirages. Behind them, twisted, skeletal trees loom, and the horizon is filled with eerie, glowing tents that seem to dissolve into the sand. The atmosphere is heavy with dread, as if the desert itself is alive and watching. Hyper-realistic details, dramatic lighting, and a muted, ominous color palette of deep reds, blacks, and grays. The scene feels both hauntingly beautiful and deeply unsettling, blending cultural authenticity with surreal, nightmarish elements

Aiodist

4 120

first person POV, muddy boots extended towards campfire, sitting on log, other prospectors around fire, night sky full of stars, tents in background, California wilderness 1849, flames casting dramatic shadows, photorealistic, moody lighting --ar 9:16

Aiverser

4 87

funny caricature, zany clown character, 35 years old, colorful, mischievous, elastic, exaggerated rubbery limbs with an impossibly stretchy face and bulbous nose, noodle-like body type, red nose, frizzy hair, painted smile, wacky expression, caricature, the clown character is wearing oversized polka dot pants, a tiny hat, and comically large shoes, accessorized with a squirting flower and a honking horn, contortionist pose, circus tent interior with juggling balls and unicycle

Atoo

4 55

first person POV, weary 1849 boots atop dusty hill overlooking sprawling gold rush camp, hundreds of canvas tents and wooden structures below, mules and wagons in distance, newcomer prospectors setting up camps, American River valley, crude mining operations visible, early morning fog lifting, daguerreotype style, historically accurate California gold rush era --ar 9:16 --s 250

Aiverser

3 88

A woman with shoulder-length auburn hair and light blue eyes sits on the ground in front of a tent, her mostly unbuttoned blue blouse revealing a hint of cleavage. She smiles warmly at the viewer, her skin glowing in the midday sunshine filtering through the forest canopy. The scene is bathed in natural light, with soft, dappled sunlight casting gentle shadows. The forest background is lush and green, with tall trees and a carpet of moss and wildflowers. The lighting is reminiscent of a Wes Anderson film, with a slightly overexposed, nostalgic feel, and a soft, pastel color palette. Film grain adds a subtle texture, and the overall composition is balanced and symmetrical, enhancing the serene and inviting atmosphere. aidmarealisticpeoplephotograph

Luv2Grill

3 77

POV first-person perspective shot captures the lower half of my body as I lie inside a traditional canvas tent. I am dressed in the historical attire of Arab soldiers—a long, loose-fitting tunic made of lightweight fabric, designed for comfort and movement in harsh climates. A belt cinches the garment at my waist, keeping it secure. On my feet, I wear thick-soled leather sandals or short leather boots, reinforced with straps wrapping around my ankles for durability on long marches and rough terrain. The worn leather creaks slightly as I shift my position. The entrance of the tent is directly in front of my feet, partially open, revealing the dark night beyond. In the distance, three soldiers stand together, engaged in conversation. Their voices are low, their postures relaxed, unaware of my presence. They are focused on their discussion, their gazes directed elsewhere, away from the camera. The dim light of a nearby fire flickers against the darkness, casting shifting shadows across the ground. The night air is still, save for the occasional gust of wind that makes the flames dance.

a6e3f47b5a4

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first person POV, crossed boots near rough-hewn wooden table, 1849 prospector's tent interior, flickering whale oil lamp, wrinkled letter being written on weathered paper, gold dust pouch visible, tin cup, basic prospector's tools in background, canvas tent shadows, period-accurate writing implements, daguerreotype aesthetic --ar 9:16 --s 250

4b8db58d3ef

2 66

A masterful double-exposure oil painting blending realism with metaphysical symbolism, inspired by Stephen King's Revival. In the foreground, a weathered man stands solemnly, eyes uplifted, his face marked by time, faith, and loss. His silhouette forms the canvas for a second, ghostly image within: a dramatic vision of a storm-wracked sky above a shadowy revival tent, lightning forking downward like divine judgment.

Nednut4362

2 76

a professional photo of a exceptionally beautiful girl in the world (age 7), (seven year old) 2025's girl highly detailed, futuristic, (futuristic), (masterpiece), (realistic), (perfect anatomy), (Full body from head to knees), (facing the viewer) with long platinum curly light brown hair, beautiful olive skin, thick black eye liner, extra long eye lashes, light pink blush, extremely beautifully shaped lips with light pink lipstick, dark blue eye shadow, perfectly flawless skin, beautiful perfect high cheekbones beautiful perfect high cheekbones extremely detailed large perfectly shaped beautiful brilliant Forest Tea blue-brown-red-golden-grey-purple bedroom eyes, beautifully manicured long fingernail with red polish, dressed in short tank top and leggings, kicking a soccer ball, at a campground with tents off in the distance 8k, (high res), ultra-detailed, photo-realistic, full image view, full body view, front view, highly detailed, volumetric, dramatic lighting

PaullyT PRO

2 62

masterpiece, best quality, perfect anatomy, beautiful lady 35years old on camping-ground, denim mini skirt, navel, short green tank top, red collar, leather collar, brown wellington glasses, black long hair, pulled back hair, smiling, tall, large breast, tent,

potman

2 120

Short Curly Blonde Hair, Caucasian Ethnicity, Boho Chic Style, Desert Festival: A hyperrealistic portrait of a beautiful 21-year-old Caucasian girl with short, naturally curly blonde hair. Sheâs wearing a boho chic outfitâflowy top with intricate embroidery, paired with high-waisted denim shorts. The background is a vast desert festival with large art installations and tents, the warm glow of the setting sun casting a magical atmosphere over the scene. . ,<lora:flux realism lora:1>, <lora:FLUX_Detailer2K:1>

stevesmixes

2 62

first person POV, weary 1849 boots atop dusty hill overlooking sprawling gold rush camp, hundreds of canvas tents and wooden structures below, mules and wagons in distance, newcomer prospectors setting up camps, American River valley, crude mining operations visible, early morning fog lifting, daguerreotype style, historically accurate California gold rush era --ar 9:16 --v 5 --s 250

Aiverser

2 46

The exterior of a ground level small coffee-bakery shop building with no other floors above , with white window frames that open folding up towards the ceiling. At the left side of the central front door there will be stools and a paso with people sitting on them drinking coffee. At the right side there will be a tent above the right window with vertical orange-white stripes. Use earthy colour tones. It is situated in New York.

Marveluna PRO

2 82

masterpiece, best quality, perfect anatomy, beautiful lady 20years old on camping-ground, denim mini skirt, navel, short green tank top, red collar, leather collar, brown wellington glasses, black long hair, pulled back hair, smiling, tall, large breast, tent,

cabc43c37dd

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Hyperrealistic full body portrait shot with Arri Alexa XT Studio lens 50mm ,of Ashwatthama, from Mahabharatha, in a terrifyingly silent night raid, walks through the smoldering ruins of the Pandava camp under a blood-red moon. His face is smeared with ash and rage, eyes glowing with divine fury, his long wild hair flowing in the wind. He clutches a glowing sword, Narayanastra blazing in the background with divine fire tearing through tents. Ash and ember sparks swirl in the night air, tents aflame, battlefield shrouded in darkness. Hyperrealistic cracked armor, muscular war-torn body, silent wrath radiating from him. Cinematic low-key lighting from burning tents, shadows flicker on his face. Backlight fire glow, shallow depth of field, intense contrast. Cinematic lighting, dark fantasy realism --ar 1:2 --raw --v 7

RaMaya

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First-person POV, I grip the curved dagger tightly in my right hand, its sharp edge glinting under the faint moonlight. My left hand steadies the flickering torch, casting eerie, shifting shadows on the large canvas tent ahead. The night is cold and silent, the only sound coming from the distant rustling of fabric and the hushed breathing of my companions. Four Persian soldiers, clad in traditional robes of Nader Shah Afshar’s era, move cautiously around me. Their loose, earth-toned garments, cinched with thick fabric belts, billow slightly as they step forward. Their heads are wrapped in cloth turbans, much like those of ancient desert warriors, partially concealing their expressions. Their leather sandals press lightly into the dirt, their movements careful and deliberate. The tent’s entrance sways in the breeze, revealing only darkness inside. Every muscle in my body tenses as I inch closer, the weight of the moment heavy on my chest. The firelight flickers against the fabric of the tent, painting dancing shadows of soldiers poised for action. I tighten my grip on the dagger. The night is about to change.high details. Realistic.

433d0382551

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First-person POV, i grip the curved dagger tightly in my right hand, its sharp edge glinting under the faint moonlight. My left hand steadies the flickering torch, casting eerie, shifting shadows on the large canvas tent ahead. The night is cold and silent, the only sound coming from the distant rustling of fabric and the hushed breathing of my companions. Four Persian soldiers, clad in traditional robes of Nader Shah Afshar’s era, move cautiously around me. Their loose, earth-toned garments, cinched with thick fabric belts, billow slightly as they step forward. Their heads are wrapped in cloth turbans, much like those of ancient desert warriors, partially concealing their expressions. Their leather sandals press lightly into the dirt, their movements careful and deliberate. The tent’s entrance sways in the breeze, revealing only darkness inside. Every muscle in my body tenses as I inch closer, the weight of the moment heavy on my chest. The firelight flickers against the fabric of the tent, painting dancing shadows of soldiers poised for action. I tighten my grip on the dagger. The night is about to change.

433d0382551

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First-person POV, My gloved hands grip a curved dagger, its blade catching the faint glow of the moonlight. The thick fabric of my 19th-century soldier’s uniform wraps tightly around my wrists. Ahead, a large canvas tent stands in the darkness, its edges fluttering in the cold night breeze. Shadows dance as the wind stirs the torchlight in the distance. The air is heavy, filled with the scent of damp earth and tension. Around the tent, four Persian soldiers from Nader Shah Afshar’s era move cautiously, their weapons drawn. They wear dark red woolen coats reinforced with metal studs, loose-fitting trousers tucked into sturdy leather boots, and conical steel helmets (kulah khud) with nasal guards partially hiding their faces. Over their coats, chainmail vests glimmer faintly under the dim light, offering both mobility and protection. The soldiers advance slowly, their eyes fixed on the tent’s entrance, every movement deliberate—danger lurks in the silence.

e8fa85c3689

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First-person POV , I am lying on the ground, my gaze fixed from this low angle. The canvas walls of the tent shift slightly in the night breeze. Darkness fills the space, with only the faint glow of an oil lamp casting weak light inside. My hand still grips a sword, its blade resting on the ground. A red liquid has seeped from my body, slowly spreading across the tent floor. The night outside is quiet, yet the air remains heavy with an undeniable sense of danger.

a4b8fb1cb56

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POV first-person perspective, I make my way toward the canvas tent, the dagger clearly visible in my hand as I grip it firmly with readiness. The blade glints faintly in the dim light, held with the precision of a seasoned warrior. Alongside me, two soldiers move quietly, their bodies slightly hunched and poised, signaling their intent to strike at any moment. Their movements are sharp and deliberate, preparing for an imminent attack. All three of us are dressed in black, historical Arab soldier attire, made from loose, breathable fabric designed for battle and travel. The dark cloth blends into the night, making us harder to detect, while still allowing for swift, fluid movements. The night is thick with tension. Two torches flicker on either side of the tent, casting long, distorted shadows across the ground. The dark atmosphere adds to the sense of danger, the stillness broken only by the occasional rustling of the wind. Every step forward feels like a step closer to the unknown, as the air grows heavier with the promise of action.

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