choices Stable Diffusion prompts

8 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 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.

6 months ago

5. Five of Swords – The Cost of Victory A lone figure stands on a battlefield of warped, shifting sands, clutching swords that twist and bend in their grasp. Around them, defeated figures dissolve into golden dust, their forms flickering between reality and illusion. The atmosphere is filled with dark silvers, neon blues, and deep blacks, with electric currents crackling in the air. The textures include distorted reflections, liquid metal, and fractured time ripples, symbolizing hollow victories and the weight of choices made in the realm of the mind.

6 months ago

Two ethereal figures entwined in a celestial embrace float above a mirrored cosmic lake, their bodies woven from stardust and iridescent light. Their faces are radiant yet undefined, reflecting the universal duality of love—fated connection and free will, passion and soul recognition. Above them, a monolithic, holographic heart hovers, fracturing and reforming in infinite loops, pulsating with the energy of the cosmos. From its core, golden threads extend outward, binding the lovers together, symbolizing the invisible forces of destiny and divine love. Behind them, a massive, neon-winged angel with a translucent, ever-shifting face looms in the sky, eyes glowing with celestial fire, representing divine guidance and protection. The background melts into surreal, liquid dreamscapes of golden clouds, spiraling DNA strands of light, and endless neon floral gardens blooming into infinity. On either side, two cosmic trees stand—one ablaze with molten gold and opal blossoms, the other coated in silver ice and shifting astral symbols, embodying the eternal balance between creation and destruction, love and transformation. A staircase made of fractured starlight ascends from the lake, disappearing into a vortex of swirling dimensions, a reminder that love is both a path and a choice. Salvador Dalí surrealism, hyper-detailed, divine energy, radiant, 4K cinematic surrealism, neon cosmic textures, dreamlike atmosphere, iridescent lighting, ethereal glow, celestial beauty. --avoid: malformed, extra limbs, distorted anatomy, blurry, low-resolution, pixelated, oversaturated, exaggerated facial expressions, poorly drawn hands, cartoonish, low-poly, unrealistic physics, artificial reflections, noisy, stretched elements, watermark, text artifacts.

6 months ago

A colossal, shadowy figure looms over a surreal, neon-lit underworld, its horns spiraling into infinity like fractal vortexes. Its body is composed of shifting cosmic voids, speckled with burning red stars and glowing sigils of forgotten knowledge. Its eyes are liquid gold, hypnotic and all-consuming, drawing souls into its boundless gaze. Below, two astral-bound figures kneel, shackled by chains of molten silver, yet upon closer inspection, the chains are loose—revealing that their imprisonment is a self-imposed illusion. Their bodies flicker between human and shadow, caught between desire and liberation. The Devil’s outstretched hands weave luminous strings of manipulation, controlling floating tarot cards, shifting golden coins, and burning forbidden books, symbols of temptation and earthly distractions. Around them, melting architectures of hedonistic palaces and warped neon cityscapes twist and collapse, representing the ephemeral nature of false power. Above, a crimson moon drips molten silver, forming a cascading river of lost souls, forgotten dreams, and abandoned ambitions, eternally flowing into the abyss. The air crackles with chaotic, surreal energy, embodying the raw force of passion, obsession, and the choice between enslavement and awakening. Salvador Dalí surrealism, hyper-detailed, haunting yet mesmerizing, celestial and infernal contrast, glowing sigils, cinematic 4K surrealism, fractal horns, neon shadows, liquid reality, ultra-sharp, dreamlike fantasy. --avoid: malformed, extra limbs, distorted anatomy, blurry, low-resolution, pixelated, stretched features, exaggerated distortions, cartoonish, low-poly, noisy, CGI look, unnatural lighting, bad proportions, poorly drawn hands, floating objects, watermark, text artifacts, random artifacts, generic horror elements.

5 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.

9 months ago

A solitary man standing on the precipice of a cliff, his back to the viewer, contemplating the divergent paths laid before him. To his left, a well-trodden dirt road snakes into the horizon, where it meets the towering, majestic embrace of an ancient mountain range. The highest peak, a colossal sentinel, pierces the cerulean sky, casting a long shadow over the winding trail that suggests a journey fraught with challenge and discovery. To his right, a serene and less-traveled path beckons, weaving through a lush, emerald forest that seems to hold secrets within its whispers. Through a gap in the foliage, the azure sea, stretching infinitely, kisses the shore, revealing a quaint wooden sailboat bobbing gently on the waves. The boat, a tiny speck of human endeavor amidst the vastness, seems to symbolize the promise of adventure and tranquility that lies beyond. The man's silhouette is sharply outlined against the stark contrast of the landscape, his form a testament to the timeless struggle of choice. The cliff's edge, a fine line between the known and the unknown, echoes with the whispers of the wind that carry the scents of earth and salt, leaving the observer to wonder which path he will choose: the ascent to conquer the mountains or the descent to navigate the mysteries of the sea.

6 months ago

A colossal, shadowy figure looms over a surreal, neon-lit underworld, its horns spiraling into infinity like fractal vortexes. Its body is composed of shifting cosmic voids, speckled with burning red stars and glowing sigils of forgotten knowledge. Its eyes are liquid gold, hypnotic and all-consuming, drawing souls into its boundless gaze. Below, two astral-bound figures kneel, shackled by chains of molten silver, yet upon closer inspection, the chains are loose—revealing that their imprisonment is a self-imposed illusion. Their bodies flicker between human and shadow, caught between desire and liberation. The Devil’s outstretched hands weave luminous strings of manipulation, controlling floating tarot cards, shifting golden coins, and burning forbidden books, symbols of temptation and earthly distractions. Around them, melting architectures of hedonistic palaces and warped neon cityscapes twist and collapse, representing the ephemeral nature of false power. Above, a crimson moon drips molten silver, forming a cascading river of lost souls, forgotten dreams, and abandoned ambitions, eternally flowing into the abyss. The air crackles with chaotic, surreal energy, embodying the raw force of passion, obsession, and the choice between enslavement and awakening. Salvador Dalí surrealism, hyper-detailed, haunting yet mesmerizing, celestial and infernal contrast, glowing sigils, cinematic 4K surrealism, fractal horns, neon shadows, liquid reality, ultra-sharp, dreamlike fantasy. --avoid: malformed, extra limbs, distorted anatomy, blurry, low-resolution, pixelated, stretched features, exaggerated distortions, cartoonish, low-poly, noisy, CGI look, unnatural lighting, bad proportions, poorly drawn hands, floating objects, watermark, text artifacts, random artifacts, generic horror elements.

9 months ago

A solitary man standing on the precipice of a cliff, his back to the viewer, contemplating the divergent paths laid before him. To his left, a well-trodden dirt road snakes into the horizon, where it meets the towering, majestic embrace of an ancient mountain range. The highest peak, a colossal sentinel, pierces the cerulean sky, casting a long shadow over the winding trail that suggests a journey fraught with challenge and discovery. To his right, a serene and less-traveled path beckons, weaving through a lush, emerald forest that seems to hold secrets within its whispers. Through a gap in the foliage, the azure sea, stretching infinitely, kisses the shore, revealing a quaint wooden sailboat bobbing gently on the waves. The boat, a tiny speck of human endeavor amidst the vastness, seems to symbolize the promise of adventure and tranquility that lies beyond. The man's silhouette is sharply outlined against the stark contrast of the landscape, his form a testament to the timeless struggle of choice. The cliff's edge, a fine line between the known and the unknown, echoes with the whispers of the wind that carry the scents of earth and salt, leaving the observer to wonder which path he will choose: the ascent to conquer the mountains or the descent to navigate the mysteries of the sea.

9 months ago

A solitary man standing on the precipice of a cliff, his back to the viewer, contemplating the divergent paths laid before him. To his left, a well-trodden dirt road snakes into the horizon, where it meets the towering, majestic embrace of an ancient mountain range. The highest peak, a colossal sentinel, pierces the cerulean sky, casting a long shadow over the winding trail that suggests a journey fraught with challenge and discovery. To his right, a serene and less-traveled path beckons, weaving through a lush, emerald forest that seems to hold secrets within its whispers. Through a gap in the foliage, the azure sea, stretching infinitely, kisses the shore, revealing a quaint wooden sailboat bobbing gently on the waves. The boat, a tiny speck of human endeavor amidst the vastness, seems to symbolize the promise of adventure and tranquility that lies beyond. The man's silhouette is sharply outlined against the stark contrast of the landscape, his form a testament to the timeless struggle of choice. The cliff's edge, a fine line between the known and the unknown, echoes with the whispers of the wind that carry the scents of earth and salt, leaving the observer to wonder which path he will choose: the ascent to conquer the mountains or the descent to navigate the mysteries of the sea.

6 months ago

5. Five of Swords – The Cost of Victory A lone figure stands on a battlefield of warped, shifting sands, clutching swords that twist and bend in their grasp. Around them, defeated figures dissolve into golden dust, their forms flickering between reality and illusion. The atmosphere is filled with dark silvers, neon blues, and deep blacks, with electric currents crackling in the air. The textures include distorted reflections, liquid metal, and fractured time ripples, symbolizing hollow victories and the weight of choices made in the realm of the mind.

9 months ago

A solitary man standing on the precipice of a cliff, his back to the viewer, contemplating the divergent paths laid before him. To his left, a well-trodden dirt road snakes into the horizon, where it meets the towering, majestic embrace of an ancient mountain range. The highest peak, a colossal sentinel, pierces the cerulean sky, casting a long shadow over the winding trail that suggests a journey fraught with challenge and discovery. To his right, a serene and less-traveled path beckons, weaving through a lush, emerald forest that seems to hold secrets within its whispers. Through a gap in the foliage, the azure sea, stretching infinitely, kisses the shore, revealing a quaint wooden sailboat bobbing gently on the waves. The boat, a tiny speck of human endeavor amidst the vastness, seems to symbolize the promise of adventure and tranquility that lies beyond. The man's silhouette is sharply outlined against the stark contrast of the landscape, his form a testament to the timeless struggle of choice. The cliff's edge, a fine line between the known and the unknown, echoes with the whispers of the wind that carry the scents of earth and salt, leaving the observer to wonder which path he will choose: the ascent to conquer the mountains or the descent to navigate the mysteries of the sea.