fluttering in the wind FLUX flux-1.1-pro-ultra prompts

7 months ago

First person POV, the Sultan’s hands, adorned with intricately designed Ottoman rings, grip the hilt of a majestic saber as he rides through a battlefield. The camera focuses on his hands, firmly holding the sword’s handle as his steed gallops forward. His fingers, strong and poised, are wrapped around the hilt, prepared for action, while the gold and gemstone rings shimmer in the light of battle. The battlefield stretches out before him—Ottoman soldiers in shining armor and elite Janissaries form disciplined ranks, ready for the clash. The wind whips through the Sultan's velvet cloak as his boots press into the stirrups, his steed charging forward into the heart of the combat. The roar of soldiers and the sound of clashing steel fills the air as the Sultan leads his forces into battle. His eyes are focused on the chaos ahead, his hands ready to wield the sword that symbolizes his power. The sky above is filled with the smoke of cannon fire, and the field is dotted with Ottoman banners, fluttering proudly in the wind. The Sultan, undeterred by the ferocity of the conflict, remains poised, a true commander on the field. --ar 9:16 --s 250

7 months ago

First person POV, the Sultan’s hands rest on the golden armrests of a majestic throne, positioned in the heart of a vast battlefield. The camera focuses on his hands, adorned with intricate Ottoman rings, gripping the armrests with a sense of calm authority. In the distance, through the blur of the Sultan’s perspective, rows of Ottoman soldiers stand at attention: atlı okçular, infantry, and elite Janissary soldiers, all in perfect formation, their weapons at the ready. Turkish flags flutter proudly in the wind, their bold red colors waving above the troops. The battlefield stretches far ahead, with dust rising from the ground as the soldiers await the Sultan’s command. The sound of wind and the soft murmur of soldiers' voices fill the air as the Sultan, seated on his ornate throne, watches over them. The sun sets in the background, casting a golden light over the scene as the Sultan surveys the strength and readiness of his army. --ar 9:16 --s 250

6 months ago

First person POV, the Sultan’s hands, adorned with intricately designed Ottoman rings, grip the hilt of a majestic saber as he rides through a battlefield. The camera focuses on his hands, firmly holding the sword’s handle as his steed gallops forward. His fingers, strong and poised, are wrapped around the hilt, prepared for action, while the gold and gemstone rings shimmer in the light of battle. The battlefield stretches out before him—Ottoman soldiers in shining armor and elite Janissaries form disciplined ranks, ready for the clash. The wind whips through the Sultan's velvet cloak as his boots press into the stirrups, his steed charging forward into the heart of the combat. The roar of soldiers and the sound of clashing steel fills the air as the Sultan leads his forces into battle. His eyes are focused on the chaos ahead, his hands ready to wield the sword that symbolizes his power. The sky above is filled with the smoke of cannon fire, and the field is dotted with Ottoman banners, fluttering proudly in the wind. The Sultan, undeterred by the ferocity of the conflict, remains poised, a true commander on the field. --ar 9:16 --s 250

3 months ago

Ultra-realistic 8K cinematic image of a heroic young English girl styled as Helen Slater's Supergirl during a golden hour flight scene. She has long blonde hair braided into a ponytail, light blue eyes, subtle makeup, and wears glasses. She's dressed in a high-quality 1980s-style Supergirl costume — a blue textured spandex bodysuit, bright red skirt, tall red boots, and a flowing red cape. SOAKING WET FROM THE POURING RAIN. She's captured mid-flight, inhaling deeply, cape fluttering behind her in the wind. The sun sets in the background, casting warm golden light over the scene. Her expression is calm, proud, and determined, with soft highlights on her face and suit fabric. The scene has rich cinematic lighting, shot in 35mm film style, showcasing high-resolution detail, realistic textures, and a full-body front view in flight.

7 months ago

A devout paladin, clad in battered and blood-streaked armor, stands defiantly on a scorched battlefield engulfed in chaos. His armor, marked with deep scratches and dents from countless battles, gleams faintly in the dim light. The red cross emblazoned on his chest is bold and unwavering, a symbol of his faith and devotion to protecting the innocent in the name of Christ. The paladin grips a long, battle-worn sword tightly in both hands, its blade shining brightly as it cuts through the oppressive darkness. His stance is firm, his legs braced against the ground, as he prepares to face the overwhelming hordes of evil that surround him. His cloak flutters violently in the wind, its tattered edges trailing behind him, adding motion and drama to the scene. Around him, an endless sea of grotesque demons and monstrous creatures surges forward, their twisted forms clawing and snarling as they attempt to overwhelm him. Their glowing red eyes and jagged, deformed bodies create an atmosphere of pure terror. Some demons leap through the air, their claws reaching for the paladin, while others charge from the ground, their grotesque mouths wide with fury. The battlefield trembles with their combined strength. Despite the insurmountable odds, the paladin’s face is filled with intense determination, his furrowed brow and gritted teeth reflecting his unyielding resolve. He fights with the light of faith burning in his soul, the Holy power radiating faintly from his sword. The blade itself appears to glow with divine energy, each swing slicing through the darkness, pushing back the hordes of evil with righteous fury. The battlefield is a chaotic wasteland, littered with shattered bones, glowing embers, and the remnants of other fallen warriors. The air is thick with smoke and ash, and volumetric light breaks through the gloom, highlighting the clash between good and evil. The dark sky above churns with storm clouds, illuminated by flashes of distant lightning, adding a dramatic backdrop to the scene. The paladin stands as a lone figure of hope and faith against the overwhelming darkness, his armor catching the faint Holy light as he fights valiantly. The contrast between the paladin’s glowing sword and the writhing masses of demons creates a powerful, cinematic image of one man’s unshakable faith and courage in the face of immeasurable odds.

6 months ago

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.

8 months ago

a radiant woman stands gracefully in a serene forest clearing, bathed in the golden, warm light of a summer's day. Her presence exudes tranquility and elegance, blending seamlessly into the breathtaking beauty of the natural surroundings. The golden sunlight filters through the towering trees above, their emerald-green leaves swaying gently in the soft breeze, casting intricate patterns of light and shadow across the forest floor. The ground is a lush carpet of soft moss, dotted with vibrant wildflowers in shades of yellow, purple, and white. A babbling brook winds its way through the clearing, its crystal-clear waters catching the sunlight and reflecting tiny prisms of light. The air hums with life—the gentle rustle of leaves, the occasional flutter of bird wings, and the distant, melodic trill of birdsong. Fireflies or floating motes of light shimmer faintly, adding an almost magical glow to the atmosphere. The woman’s serene expression is framed by her soft, flowing hair that catches the golden light. Her attire is simple yet elegant, designed to harmonize with the natural palette of the forest. Her pose is relaxed and natural, as if she is both part of and apart from the life around her, her presence a focal point of beauty and peace. The scene captures an almost ethereal quality, with a vivid color palette of golden yellows, deep greens, and soft, earthy browns. The atmosphere is vibrant yet profoundly still, as though the clearing itself holds its breath in reverence to the moment. Rendered with hyper-realistic detail, the composition emphasizes the interplay of light and shadow, the texture of moss and wildflowers, and the gentle ripple of water in the brook. This image conveys a sense of wonder, peace, and timeless beauty, combining the serenity of nature with the radiant elegance of its central figure. The overall mood is uplifting, harmonious, and deeply immersive.

7 months ago

A fierce female warrior blue eye and yellow long, hair , with a serious expression. She wears detailed leather armor, traditional bow in one hand, and carrying a quiver full of arrows on her back. She stands in a misty battlefield, her gaze focused and determined. The background features an ancient, war-torn landscape with ruins and banners fluttering in the wind. The scene has a medieval fantasy aesthetic, emphasizing strength, discipline, and the spirit of a seasoned archer.

8 months ago

A yellow duckling with a colorful scarf is falling from the sky, arms and wings flailing wildly as it descends. Below, a gray duckling piloting a large paper airplane looks up, waiting for the yellow duckling. The camera follows the dramatic fall, capturing the anxious expression of the yellow duckling. As it approaches, the yellow duckling lands perfectly onto the plane, sitting down in one smooth motion. The scene transitions to relief and joy as both ducklings continue flying through the clouds, their scarves fluttering in the wind

6 months ago

A gleaming double-edged Zulfiqar sword with a curved blade stands upright in a desert landscape at golden hour, its intricate silver hilt adorned with Arabic calligraphy and turquoise gemstones. Dramatic after sunlight rays pierce through storm clouds above, casting sharp shadows on the surrounding dunes while faint battle standards flutter in the wind, creating an atmosphere of divine power and ancient heroism.

8 months ago

two women on a swampy backroad at night, lit only by the headlights of an old car. They stand in front of the vehicle, screaming into the void as a storm brews around them. hair whipping in the wind. one is wearing a A flowing silver-gray dress with a high slit, barefoot, A delicate, sheer cape that flutters wildly in the wind. the other woman is wearing A deep crimson velvet dress with long bell sleeves, torn slightly at the hem as if she’s been wandering. Dark, smudged eyeliner and a subtle glimmer of gold paint streaked across her cheekbones. Chunky black combat boots,

3 months ago

First person POV, your hands—roughened by years of warfare—tighten around the hilt of your ancient sword as your chariot rolls slowly across the mist-laden plains of Kurukshetra. The camera focuses on your wrists, adorned with sacred red threads and copper armlets, gripping the weapon as the war drums echo in the distance. Your fingers, steady and calloused, flex with anticipation as the fog begins to part, revealing a vast army beyond. Warriors in silhouette stand still, their spears piercing the morning mist, chariots aligned in disciplined rows. The early sun, blood-red and foreboding, rises over the horizon, casting a crimson glow on the battlefield. Dharma flags flutter slowly in the wind, their golden threads shimmering faintly in the cold light. The reins creak in your hands, your charioteer silent, awaiting your command. Around you, Vedic war chants faintly rise with the wind, merging with the rumble of hooves and wheels in the distance. The Kurukshetra war has not yet begun—but the silence screams. You steel your mind for the divine chaos to come. --ar 9:16 --s 250

6 months ago

A hyper-realistic, cinematic action shot of Peter Pan soaring directly toward the camera in an intense fighting pose. His body is slightly tilted forward, eyes locked with fierce determination. His right hand grips a sharp dagger, glinting in the light, while his left hand is outstretched for balance. His green tunic and hat flutter violently in the wind as he cuts through the air at high speed. Motion blur trails behind him, emphasizing his rapid flight. The background is a blurred, stormy Neverland sky, adding depth and intensity to the scene. The camera captures him from a dramatic, slightly low-angle perspective, making him appear larger than life. Extreme detail, 4K, hyper-realistic, cinematic, masterpiece, vertical composition

3 months ago

Create a hyper-realistic scene of Link and Princess Zelda standing together near the edge of Death Mountain in the Goron region. The environment is rugged and volcanic—jagged black rocks, rivers of glowing lava, and thick smoke rising into the sky. In the background, the massive, fiery peak of Death Mountain looms, casting a red-orange glow across the landscape. Link wears his heat-resistant Goron armor, rugged and fireproof, with a shield on his back and a determined expression. Zelda stands beside him, also wearing a protective outfit suited for the harsh terrain—elegant yet functional, with reinforced boots and a cloak fluttering in the hot wind. Ash drifts slowly through the air, and molten light reflects on their faces. The scene feels tense and heroic, like the calm before a dangerous mission

4 months ago

A rustic 1500s Dutch countryside scene, painted in the meticulous, earthy realism of Jan van Eyck and the narrative composition of Pieter Bruegel the Elder. A small group of common men and women stand or sit on the rough wooden steps of a half-built barn, deep in conversation. They wear plain, weathered 16th-century work clothes—woolen tunics, aprons, simple cloaks, and linen caps—suited for builders and farm folk. Their faces are lively, weathered by labor and wind, yet balanced and dignified in appearance. The barn, constructed in traditional Dutch timber-frame style, rises behind them with scaffolding and ladders. Around them, the autumn wind stirs fallen leaves and flutters loose garments. Overhead, a grey, overcast sky broods, but soft rays of sunlight pierce through breaks in the clouds, casting gentle highlights on the group and illuminating the golden straw and muddy ground. The tone is humble yet rich, capturing a quiet, windswept moment of shared purpose and everyday life.

4 months ago

A rustic 1500s Dutch countryside scene, painted in the meticulous, earthy realism of Jan van Eyck and the narrative composition of Pieter Bruegel the Elder. A small group of common men and women stand or sit on the rough wooden steps of a half-built barn, deep in conversation. They wear plain, weathered 16th-century work clothes—woolen tunics, aprons, simple cloaks, and linen caps—suited for builders and farm folk. Their faces are lively, weathered by labor and wind, yet balanced and dignified in appearance. The barn, constructed in traditional Dutch timber-frame style, rises behind them with scaffolding and ladders. Around them, the autumn wind stirs fallen leaves and flutters loose garments. Overhead, a grey, overcast sky broods, but soft rays of sunlight pierce through breaks in the clouds, casting gentle highlights on the group and illuminating the golden straw and muddy ground. The tone is humble yet rich, capturing a quiet, windswept moment of shared purpose and everyday life.

8 months ago

David stands triumphantly in a dark battlefield, holding Goliath’s broken sword. His face shows both exhaustion and quiet determination, with sweat and dirt streaking his skin. The background reveals lifeless shadows of giants disappearing into the mist. His cloak, dark and worn, flutters slightly in the cold wind. The texture of his skin is ultra-detailed, with every crease and pore visible..extremely detailed, photorealistic, 8k high resolution, RAW footage, ultra realistic, cinematic film, --ar 9:16 --v 6.1

8 months ago

Create an animated scene of a girl flying through the night sky on a broomstick. Her black hair, tied in a ponytail with a large red ribbon, gently flows in the wind. Her black one-piece dress flutters in the breeze, and the bristles of her broomstick sway as she flies. A black cat sitting on the broomstick has its fur softly ruffled by the wind. Throughout the scene, shooting stars occasionally streak across the starry night sky. The video should capture the magical, peaceful atmosphere of nighttime flight, with natural movements from the wind and a feeling of serene motion

8 months ago

Create an realistic scene of a girl flying through the night sky on a broomstick. Her black hair, tied in a ponytail with a large red ribbon, gently flows in the wind. Her black one-piece dress flutters in the breeze, and the bristles of her broomstick sway as she flies. A black cat sitting on the broomstick has its fur softly ruffled by the wind. Throughout the scene, shooting stars occasionally streak across the starry night sky. The video should capture the magical, peaceful atmosphere of nighttime flight, with natural movements from the wind and a feeling of serene motion

6 months ago

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.

6 months ago

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. Each step forward is slow, deliberate—danger lurks in the silence. High details. Realistic.