What is there else FLUX prompts

4 months ago

A captivating woman stands on the weathered wooden planks of a seaside boardwalk, bathed in the golden warmth of an afternoon sun. Her curly brunette hair, highlighted with streaks of blonde, frames her face and adds a playful touch to the scene. She poses for the camera in a tight off-the-shoulder crop top that accentuates her fit physique and exudes sensuality. A radiant smile spreads across her face, capturing the joy and charm of the day like a work of art. The sun casts a warm glow over the scene, highlighting her features and imbuing the moment with magic. Every detail of this image feels alive and tangible, as if it's been captured at its very best. The candid nature of the photograph adds an air of intimacy, making you feel connected to her private moment of happiness. She seems lost in the bliss of the day, unaware of the camera or anything else around her. Her eyes sparkle with delight as she basks in the sun's warm glow and the beauty of the boardwalk.

3 months ago

t: Master I was of blood never denied, knowing me was never easy. Is this why endless nights, weary of your company awaited the release of dawn? Drawing your shiny sword will surely blind me but nothing more. The truth you shared as you pleased, thinking honour was for the foolish. What respect I had is now departed as I await the mother of all betrayal to stand witness. Your hours were my days and finally years as my life was spent. When nothing else mattered I kissed your hand, when with a head held low, I called you master.

4 months ago

an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration

4 months ago

a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration

4 months ago

an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration

4 months ago

an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration

4 months ago

3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration

5 months ago

Master I was of blood never denied, knowing me was never easy. Is this why endless nights, weary of your company awaited the release of dawn? Drawing your shiny sword will surely blind me but nothing more. The truth you shared as you pleased, thinking honour was for the foolish. What respect I had is now departed as I await the mother of all betrayal to stand witness. Your hours were my days and finally years as my life was spent. When nothing else mattered I kissed your hand, when with a head held low, I called you master.

5 months ago

Master I was of blood never denied, knowing me was never easy. Is this why endless nights, weary of your company awaited the release of dawn? Drawing your shiny sword will surely blind me but nothing more. The truth you shared as you pleased, thinking honour was for the foolish. What respect I had is now departed as I await the mother of all betrayal to stand witness. Your hours were my days and finally years as my life was spent. When nothing else mattered I kissed your hand, when with a head held low, I called you master.

6 months ago

"Create a moody, atmospheric image of a lone figure standing at the edge of a misty lake on a foggy morning. The subject should be shrouded in mystery, with their face obscured by a hoodie or hat, and their body language conveying a sense of introspection. The scene should be bathed in a soft, ethereal light, with the mist rolling in off the water like a veil of secrecy. The colors should be muted, with shades of blues and greens dominating the palette, evoking a sense of melancholy and contemplation. In the background, subtle hints of the surrounding landscape should be visible - perhaps the skeletal branches of trees or the distant silhouette of a mountain range. But the focus should remain on the solitary figure, lost in thought as they gaze out at the misty lake. The image should have a dreamlike quality, as if it's a snapshot from a forgotten memory or a glimpse into someone else's private world. The overall mood should be one of quiet reflection and introspection, inviting the viewer to step into the scene and share in the subject's contemplative reverie."

7 months ago

Photo of a ultra realistic flirty demon woman with colorful arm tattoos and black braided hair with bangs gently biting her lower lip. Her sapphire blue eyes framed by long, elegant eyelashes and ornate eyeshadow that compliment her eyes. She wears ornate black transparent lingerie with intricate black lace thigh high stockings with fine lace around the top of the stockings in high heels and gold garters with ornate gold belt and choker, she has her bat like wings open and its hovering over a orange and red glowing grave pulling another beautiful demon woman from the grave, the other demon woman has colorful arm tattoos and black braided hair with bangs, with sapphire blue eyes framed by long, elegant eyelashes and ornate eyeshadow that compliment her eyes. The other demon woman wears ornate red transparent lingerie with intricate red lace thigh high stockings with fine lace around the top of the stockings in high heels and gold garters with ornate gold belt and choker. Little demons with tridents and tails and sharp teeth dancing around the grave, the tomb stone has "Witch" chiseled on it and nothing else, it's a foggy, creepy night, bats flying around, lit by soft volumetric lighting from the moon and the glowing from the open grave. no extra fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body

3 months ago

Master I was of blood never denied, knowing me was never easy. Is this why endless nights, weary of your company awaited the release of dawn? Drawing your shiny sword will surely blind me but nothing more. The truth you shared as you pleased, thinking honour was for the foolish. What respect I had is now departed as I await the mother of all betrayal to stand witness. Your hours were my days and finally years as my life was spent. When nothing else mattered I kissed your hand, when with a head held low, I called you master.

7 months ago

Photo of a ultra realistic flirty demon woman with colorful arm tattoos and black braided hair with bangs gently biting her lower lip. Her sapphire blue eyes framed by long, elegant eyelashes and ornate eyeshadow that compliment her eyes. She wears ornate black transparent lingerie with intricate black lace thigh high stockings with fine lace around the top of the stockings in high heels and gold garters with ornate gold belt and choker, she has her bat like wings open and its hovering over a orange and red glowing grave pulling another beautiful demon woman from the grave, the other demon woman has colorful arm tattoos and black braided hair with bangs, with sapphire blue eyes framed by long, elegant eyelashes and ornate eyeshadow that compliment her eyes. The other demon woman wears ornate red transparent lingerie with intricate red lace thigh high stockings with fine lace around the top of the stockings in high heels and gold garters with ornate gold belt and choker. Little demons with tridents and tails and sharp teeth dancing around the grave, the tomb stone has "Witch" chiseled on it and nothing else, it's a foggy, creepy night, bats flying around, lit by soft volumetric lighting from the moon and the glowing from the open grave. no extra fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body

5 months ago

Master I was of blood never denied, knowing me was never easy. Is this why endless nights, weary of your company awaited the release of dawn? Drawing your shiny sword will surely blind me but nothing more. The truth you shared as you pleased, thinking honour was for the foolish. What respect I had is now departed as I await the mother of all betrayal to stand witness. Your hours were my days and finally years as my life was spent. When nothing else mattered I kissed your hand, when with a head held low, I called you master.

4 months ago

Master I was of blood never denied, knowing me was never easy. Is this why endless nights, weary of your company awaited the release of dawn? Drawing your shiny sword will surely blind me but nothing more. The truth you shared as you pleased, thinking honour was for the foolish. What respect I had is now departed as I await the mother of all betrayal to stand witness. Your hours were my days and finally years as my life was spent. When nothing else mattered I kissed your hand, when with a head held low, I called you master.

4 months ago

Master I was of blood never denied, knowing me was never easy. Is this why endless nights, weary of your company awaited the release of dawn? Drawing your shiny sword will surely blind me but nothing more. The truth you shared as you pleased, thinking honour was for the foolish. What respect I had is now departed as I await the mother of all betrayal to stand witness. Your hours were my days and finally years as my life was spent. When nothing else mattered I kissed your hand, when with a head held low, I called you master.

4 months ago

Master I was of blood never denied, knowing me was never easy. Is this why endless nights, weary of your company awaited the release of dawn? Drawing your shiny sword will surely blind me but nothing more. The truth you shared as you pleased, thinking honour was for the foolish. What respect I had is now departed as I await the mother of all betrayal to stand witness. Your hours were my days and finally years as my life was spent. When nothing else mattered I kissed your hand, when with a head held low, I called you master.

4 months ago

Master I was of blood never denied, knowing me was never easy. Is this why endless nights, weary of your company awaited the release of dawn? Drawing your shiny sword will surely blind me but nothing more. The truth you shared as you pleased, thinking honour was for the foolish. What respect I had is now departed as I await the mother of all betrayal to stand witness. Your hours were my days and finally years as my life was spent. When nothing else mattered I kissed your hand, when with a head held low, I called you master.

4 months ago

Master I was of blood never denied, knowing me was never easy. Is this why endless nights, weary of your company awaited the release of dawn? Drawing your shiny sword will surely blind me but nothing more. The truth you shared as you pleased, thinking honour was for the foolish. What respect I had is now departed as I await the mother of all betrayal to stand witness. Your hours were my days and finally years as my life was spent. When nothing else mattered I kissed your hand, when with a head held low, I called you master.

6 months ago

Photo of a ultra realistic flirty demon woman with colorful arm tattoos and black braided hair with bangs gently biting her lower lip. Her sapphire blue eyes framed by long, elegant eyelashes and ornate eyeshadow that compliment her eyes. She wears ornate black transparent lingerie with intricate black lace thigh high stockings with fine lace around the top of the stockings in high heels and gold garters with ornate gold belt and choker, she has her bat like wings open and its hovering over a orange and red glowing grave pulling another beautiful demon woman from the grave, the other demon woman has colorful arm tattoos and black braided hair with bangs, with sapphire blue eyes framed by long, elegant eyelashes and ornate eyeshadow that compliment her eyes. The other demon woman wears ornate red transparent lingerie with intricate red lace thigh high stockings with fine lace around the top of the stockings in high heels and gold garters with ornate gold belt and choker. Little demons with tridents and tails and sharp teeth dancing around the grave, the tomb stone has "Witch" chiseled on it and nothing else, it's a foggy, creepy night, bats flying around, lit by soft volumetric lighting from the moon and the glowing from the open grave. no extra fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body

3 months ago

the gorilla's left hand slightly elevated, keeping everything else the same and consistent in pixel art style.

6 months ago

Photo of an ultra realistic and flirtatious demon woman with colorful tattoos on her arm and black braided hair with bangs gently biting her lower lip. Her sapphire blue eyes are framed by long elegant lashes and an ornate eyeshadow that enhances her eyes. She is wearing black see-through lingerie with bare feet, and a choker, she has her bat wings open Little demons with tridents, tails and sharp teeth dancing around the grave, the gravestone has the word "Witch" carved into it and nothing else, it is a foggy and eerie night, bats flying around, lit by the soft volumetric light of the moon and the glow of the open grave. no extra fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn bodies

4 months ago

Master I was of blood never denied, knowing me was never easy. Is this why endless nights, weary of your company awaited the release of dawn? Drawing your shiny sword will surely blind me but nothing more. The truth you shared as you pleased, thinking honour was for the foolish. What respect I had is now departed as I await the mother of all betrayal to stand witness. Your hours were my days and finally years as my life was spent. When nothing else mattered I kissed your hand, when with a head held low, I called you master.

5 months ago

A highly Impressionistic watercolor vision. Conjure a dream figure of a woman with long, flowing black hair, robed in what might be a traditional Japanese kimono, its details softly lost in the dream. She is an ethereal presence, almost entirely merging with a soft, luminous atmospheric haze of blended reds and whites. Her face, while still very soft and part of the dream, should have features gently suggested through subtle watercolor shading and delicate shifts in color, allowing for a serene, recognizable expression without any hard lines. There should be no discernible sharp edges or lines anywhere else on the figure or clothing; her form is suggested purely by subtle shifts in watercolor washes, light, and shadow, bleeding into the haze. The style is extreme pure watercolor, with very loose, wet-on-wet techniques, where colors bleed and diffuse extensively, creating a soft, pulsating glow. The figure should remain translucent, a fleeting impression made of light and color within the vapor. This is a vision, with a softly visible face,