1 month ago photorealistic woman, half in shadow, half in flame, born, of sorrow, bound in darkness, death and silence, sister to wolf, to serpent sworn, hunger her knife and famine is her plate, she shall march with the fallen dead, exists between realms, her skin revealing the unknown universe. flowing hair defies gravity, transforming into streams of blood and light at its edges. her eyes hold entire galaxies, gazing into infinite void. red, teal, gold, and red rose hues create an otherworldly glow as sacred tattoo overlay her form. parts of her porcelain-like skin appear cracked, revealing blooming red flowers beneath. multiple perspectives of her face is covered with mask showing fangs create a dreamlike quality where reality fractures and reforms, while light emanates from within her core, casting impossible shadows in all directions MAAL 2 47
7 months ago The girl is in her early twenties, standing on a bustling European street on a chilly late autumn day. She has wavy, shoulder-length dark-brown hair with a few golden strands catching the faint sunlight peeking through a cloudy sky. Her pale skin is tinged with a slight flush from the cold. She’s wearing a cozy beige scarf wrapped snugly around her neck, a slightly oversized dark green coat, and faded jeans tucked into scuffed brown leather boots. Her blue eyes are wide and darting between the windows of cafes and food carts lining the street. There's a faint pout on her lips, and her hands clutch her growling stomach through her coat. She lingers near a bakery, its warm, golden light spilling onto the cobblestones, her expression a mix of longing and indecision as the aroma of freshly baked bread wafts through the air. Her body language is restless—shifting her weight from foot to foot, crossing her arms against the chill, then uncrossing them to warm her fingers with her breath. She glances down at a small leather crossbody bag, perhaps mentally calculating her budget, before returning her gaze to a street vendor grilling sausages nearby. Despite her hunger, she seems to be hesitating, perhaps overwhelmed by the choices or unsure about the best deal. The scene captures her hunger and the liveliness of a European street, complete with cobblestones, wrought-iron streetlights, and the murmur of passersby chatting in various languages. The girl stands out, her visible craving for food making her a focal point amidst the busy background. 521d69e813e 1 130
5 months ago female idol, Abyss Devourer’s Mask, golden mask, A terrifying mask that radiates pure darkness, its surface adorned with writhing tentacles of abyssal energy, jagged organic plating resembling the exoskeleton of a long-forgotten eldritch beast, glowing crimson eyes exuding insatiable hunger, volumetric lighting casting ominous shadows, cinematic high contrast interplay between light and void, ultra-high-definition, hyper-detailed textures, photorealistic rendering, 8K resolution, masterpiece, trending on ArtStation JH_LEE 0 43
