Hush prompts

dreamy lingerie portrait, feathery texture, hushed palette,white bra, black hair, sitting down

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A hyper-realistic first-person perspective of Cleopatra VII walking through the grand halls of Alexandria’s palace; the viewer’s bare feet stepping onto cool marble floors inlaid with gold and lapis lazuli; golden sandals waiting on a raised step ahead; towering statues of Egyptian gods lining the walls, their gemstone eyes shimmering in the candlelight; advisors and nobles bowing as she passes, whispering in hushed tones; sheer linen curtains billow as a warm desert breeze drifts through the open colonnades; the distant scent of fresh papyrus and burning incense fills the air; cinematic realism, regal Egyptian setting, UHD --ar 9:16 --v 6.1 Negative prompt: ugly, tiling, poorly drawn hands, poorly drawn feet, poorly drawn face, out of frame, extra limbs, disfigured, deformed, body out of frame, blurry, bad anatomy, blurred, watermark, grainy, signature, cut off, draft

Aiverser

4 160

lingerie portrait, outside, hushed palette,black bra, black hair, sitting down

Hayk

4 140

dreamy lingerie portrait, feathery texture, hushed palette

aaz777

3 140

dreamy lingerie full body portrait, feathery texture, hushed palette, seductive woman

Borgh13

2 66

dreamy lingerie portrait, feathery texture, hushed palette

grinningmonk

2 190

dreamy lingerie portrait, feathery texture, hushed palette,white bra, black hair, Japannese girl,跪姿，性感，

18c497dfb6c

2 73

In a long, dimly lit corridor lined with stone arches and flickering wall sconces, a pale-skinned woman with wavy blonde hair walks slowly, her Victorian dress rustling softly with each step. The corridor opens occasionally to narrow balconies with views of the sea and distant mountains, bathed in the golden-pink light of sunset. Her ocean-blue eyes glance toward the light as shadows stretch along the marble floor. The mood is cinematic, hushed, and filled with a quiet sense of anticipation.

AI_World_Dreams

2 81

High on a quiet, grassy mountainside, a lone figure wrapped in a blanket stands at the edge of a cliffside overlook, gazing into the vastness below. The valley beneath lies in soft twilight shadow, veiled in morning mist, while the peaks beyond begin to glow with the first golden and rose-colored rays of sunrise. The figure stands still, contemplative, embraced by crisp mountain air and the hush of early light.

Pulsar212121

1 43

A hyper-realistic early morning scene in a blooming garden just before sunrise. Dew-covered flowers — roses, daisies, and lilies — gently begin to open as the first golden rays of sunlight touch their petals. The air glows with a soft mist, and the garden feels hushed, serene, and sacred. A warm, amber light peeks over the horizon, casting long, gentle shadows. The scene captures the delicate moment where night gives way to day, and the flowers awaken with subtle movement and fragrance. Every detail — from the velvety texture of petals to the sparkle of dew — is vivid and lifelike.

Morgue PRO

1 32

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

1 65

dreamy lingerie portrait, feathery texture, hushed palette,white bra, black hair, Japannese girl

18c497dfb6c

1 69

High on a quiet, grassy mountainside, a lone figure wrapped in a blanket stands at the edge of a cliffside overlook, gazing into the vastness below. The valley beneath lies in soft twilight shadow, veiled in morning mist, while the peaks beyond begin to glow with the first golden and rose-colored rays of sunrise. The figure stands still, contemplative, embraced by crisp mountain air and the hush of early light.

Pulsar212121

1 35

dreamy lingerie portrait, feathery texture, hushed palette

ae3324b438f

1 36

dreamy lingerie portrait, feathery texture, hushed palette

98c1c6d0b01

1 40

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

1 54

dreamy lingerie portrait, feathery texture, hushed palette

98c1c6d0b01

1 19

dreamy lingerie portrait, feathery texture, hushed palette

TheSpawn

1 45

A young couple from the 1950s stands in Tehran’s iconic **Azadi Square (formerly Shahyad Square)**, with the magnificent **Shahyad Tower** rising behind them. The tower, a masterpiece of Persian modernist architecture, stands tall with its distinctive **parabolic arch**, blending both traditional Iranian and contemporary styles. Its white **marble-clad surface**, sourced from Esfahan, glows under the afternoon sun, with intricate **geometric patterns** adorning its facade. The tower’s **four grand legs curve inward**, forming an elegant archway at the center, symbolizing the historical gateway to Tehran.* *The open **plaza surrounding the tower** is paved with large **stone tiles**, leading toward a **vast circular fountain** at the base of the monument. The water in the fountain reflects the sunlight, creating shimmering ripples that contrast with the solid architectural lines of the tower. Around the square, neatly arranged **pathways** extend outward, guiding visitors through the landscaped green areas with small trees and traditional Persian-style benches.* *The **couple stands near the edge of the plaza**, dressed in elegant 1950s attire. The **girl**, with voluminous, curly hair, cat-eye eyeliner, and red lipstick, wears a **floral-patterned dress** with a flared skirt. A gentle breeze lifts the hem slightly as she glances at her companion. The **boy**, in a **light-colored suit** with a thin tie, stands beside her, his neatly combed hair and thin mustache giving him a refined look. Their hands nearly touch as they exchange a soft smile, immersed in the beauty of the moment.* *Around them, a few **pedestrians walk leisurely**, some in **Western-style suits** and dresses, while others wear **traditional Iranian clothing**. The city’s **classic cars** from the era are parked nearby, their polished surfaces reflecting the golden hues of the afternoon sky. The **atmosphere is peaceful**, filled with the distant sound of footsteps, hushed conversations, and the gentle flow of the fountain. The **warm, muted tones of the scene** capture the nostalgic essence of 1950s Tehran, as the **Shahyad Tower** stands proudly as a beacon of Persian heritage and modernity.

47de04a182d

0 42

A haunting, surreal scene unfolds on a still, ink-dark lake cloaked in mist. A ghostly figure with alabaster skin slowly rises from the water, surrounded by a dense spread of wilted yellow water lilies, their petals tinged with decay. The figure’s smooth, featureless face bears no mouth—only two glowing, gold-ember eyes that burn softly in the gloom. A tattered, floral-patterned veil clings to their head and shoulders like a funerary shroud, its edges dissolving into the water as if woven from mist itself. The atmosphere is heavy and hushed, as if the world is holding its breath. Above, a low, overcast sky broods with storm-colored clouds. In the distance, jagged silhouettes of mountains loom, barely visible through drifting fog. The entire scene radiates an uncanny stillness—beautiful, mournful, and ominous. 16:9 aspect ratio, 8K HDR resolution, gothic surrealism with high cinematic detail.

8db529bb551

0 30

"An ultra-detailed, cinematic scene of Princess Leia Organa crouched closely beside R2-D2 in the near-total darkness of the smoke-filled corridor aboard the Tantive IV. The camera is tightly framed on Leia, her determined face partially illuminated by the faint, cold blue glow from the open compartment on R2-D2’s body. Shadows dominate the scene, with only the dim light from the droid’s glowing slot softly outlining her features and the folds of her white gown. Her iconic cinnamon-bun hairstyle is barely visible, blending into the deep, oppressive shadows that shroud the environment. The atmosphere is heavy with tension: the thick smoke hangs in the air, its wispy trails catching brief flickers of faint light from the distant emergency panels. Small sparks occasionally fall from damaged conduits, briefly illuminating parts of the corridor before plunging it back into darkness. Leia’s hand moves carefully, sliding the small silver data disk into R2-D2’s slot with a quiet, metallic click that seems amplified in the eerie silence. R2-D2’s reflective dome captures the dim, ambient glow, and his soft beeps sound urgent but subdued, as if aware of the need for stealth. Leia leans in close, her voice a hushed whisper, barely audible: ‘You must get this to the Rebel Alliance. It’s our only hope.’ Her hand briefly lingers on R2’s dome, the connection between them clear even in the near darkness. The background is almost entirely obscured, with only hints of the ship’s walls and occasional emergency lights piercing the void. The overwhelming darkness and tight framing emphasize the intensity and secrecy of the moment, while the faint lighting from R2-D2’s compartment and the sparks above provide fleeting glimpses of texture and depth. The scene is rendered with photorealistic detail, capturing the raw, gritty aesthetic of Star Wars, while the near-black environment heightens the tension, making every glow and shadow feel alive with urgency."

mudshark PRO

0 53

dreamy lingerie portrait, lying seductively on bed, hushed palette,white transparent bra, black hair

Borgh13

0 49

dreamy lingerie portrait, feathery texture, hushed palette

2dbe6143f27

0 34

A young couple from the 1950s stands in Tehran’s iconic **Azadi Square (formerly Shahyad Square)**, with the magnificent **Shahyad Tower** rising behind them. The tower, a masterpiece of Persian modernist architecture, stands tall with its distinctive **parabolic arch**, blending both traditional Iranian and contemporary styles. Its white **marble-clad surface**, sourced from Esfahan, glows under the afternoon sun, with intricate **geometric patterns** adorning its facade. The tower’s **four grand legs curve inward**, forming an elegant archway at the center, symbolizing the historical gateway to Tehran.* *The open **plaza surrounding the tower** is paved with large **stone tiles**, leading toward a **vast circular fountain** at the base of the monument. The water in the fountain reflects the sunlight, creating shimmering ripples that contrast with the solid architectural lines of the tower. Around the square, neatly arranged **pathways** extend outward, guiding visitors through the landscaped green areas with small trees and traditional Persian-style benches.* *The **couple stands near the edge of the plaza**, dressed in elegant 1950s attire. The **girl**, with voluminous, curly hair, cat-eye eyeliner, and red lipstick, wears a **floral-patterned dress** with a flared skirt. A gentle breeze lifts the hem slightly as she glances at her companion. The **boy**, in a **light-colored suit** with a thin tie, stands beside her, his neatly combed hair and thin mustache giving him a refined look. Their hands nearly touch as they exchange a soft smile, immersed in the beauty of the moment.* *Around them, a few **pedestrians walk leisurely**, some in **Western-style suits** and dresses, while others wear **traditional Iranian clothing**. The city’s **classic cars** from the era are parked nearby, their polished surfaces reflecting the golden hues of the afternoon sky. The **atmosphere is peaceful**, filled with the distant sound of footsteps, hushed conversations, and the gentle flow of the fountain. The **warm, muted tones of the scene** capture the nostalgic essence of 1950s Tehran, as the **Shahyad Tower** stands proudly as a beacon of Persian heritage and modernity.

47de04a182d

0 43