alone prompts

3 months ago

A woman stands alone in an overgrown grass field on a late night, surrounded by darkness that only adds to her allure. Her long straight brunette hair cascades down her back, framing her face with elegance. A light-green t-shirt clings to her body, showcasing her toned physique and sensuality. Denim shorts hang loose around her midriff, giving off an air of comfort rather than style. Her eyes sparkle with laughter, as a bright smile spreads across her face. The bokeh effects blur the background, adding an intimate and contemplative feel to the moment. The dark surroundings seem to envelop her, creating a sense of mystery and adventure that's almost palpable.

7 months ago

A young Russian woman macroview with dark red hair, piercings, wearing sunglasses and a black t-shirt, some tattoos, rock and roll style, standing in front of the Alone Cafe in Moskov , Russia,with her hands shaking themselves . Urban environment, some people in the background in the gallery. The photo should be frontal, highlighting the black t-shirt. She is not wearing any accessories. UHD --ar 9:16

8 months ago

A dark, decayed factory steeped in dampness and neglect. Rows of broken, lifeless androids hang from chains and diagnostic cables, their battered forms suspended like relics of a forgotten era. Each android faces forward, their heads slumped and limbs dangling limply, as if gravity alone holds them in place. The androids are diverse—some humanoid with slender frames and fragmented synthetic skin, others industrial with exposed hydraulics, rusted plating, and shattered components. Many are missing limbs, their wires and cables hanging loosely, sparking faintly in the oppressive gloom. Among the rows, two androids stand out—their hands intertwined in a final act of connection before their power cells died. One is humanoid, its delicate features cracked and weathered, its synthetic skin peeling to reveal intricate, rusting frameworks. The other is industrial, bulkier, with heavier plating and exposed joints, its arm barely holding on by a tangle of wires. Their clasped hands emit a faint glow, flickering like dying embers, the last remnant of their shared existence. The factory is drenched in atmosphere. Thick haze and mist cling to every surface, illuminated by the weak, flickering glow of malfunctioning CRT screens and sparking cables. Dim red light spills from a cracked overhead lamp, casting diffuse shadows across the room. A faint, rhythmic drip echoes through the cavernous space, the sound amplified by the oppressive silence. A flickering sign above the rows reads: “ANDROID MULTI-PURPOSE FOUNDRY.” The foundry walls are lined with rusted, obsolete machinery and control panels. Pools of stagnant water collect on the floor, reflecting the faint, scattered light in jagged, broken patterns. Dust and smoke swirl in the air, cutting through the faint godrays that streak through shattered skylights, further obscured by the thick haze. The shadows of dangling chains and lifeless androids create eerie silhouettes on the mist-covered walls. The atmosphere is suffocatingly gritty, a testament to the decay of innovation. The androids stand as silent witnesses to a bygone era, their shattered forms a chilling reflection of the hubris and failure of their creators. The two holding hands, surrounded by rows of decaying machines, remain a quiet, haunting symbol of connection amidst the ruin.

8 months ago

photography, long range shot, empty concert hall, repeating geometric patterns of seats in deep emerald green color instead of yellow, single woman figure wearing a black outfit sits alone in the center, creating a stark contrast, shot from a high angle with a wide-angle lens, emphasizing symmetrical composition with a central vanishing point, deep depth of field, sharp focus throughout, dramatic lighting with soft shadows, style of Andreas Gursky, ultra-high resolution, architectural precision, seats extend infinitely towards the horizon, creating a mesmerizing pattern that suggests both isolation and infinity --ar 9:16 --quality 2 --style raw --stylize 200 --v 6.1

8 months ago

The starry sky shines on the beach, with dark gray sand and shallow water in front of it. A beautiful 30 years brazilian woman stand by the sea. The Milky Way is visible above the sea level, creating an endless expanse under the night view. It's like being alone at home, with the vast ocean adding mystery to the scene. A black background highlights details, and high contrast makes everything more vivid with fireworks for new year coming. On the sand the sign: Happy New Year., Photorealistic, --ar 59:128

8 months ago

A brunette with medium-length, slightly tousled hair stands in the snow, her piercing blue eyes catching the sunlight. Her curvy but fit body is adorned with delicate, white lace lingerie that blends sensually with the surrounding snow. Her figure is natural, not overly polished—small details like faint freckles on her shoulders, subtle goosebumps on her arms, and a slight flush in her cheeks from the cold give her a human warmth. She stands confidently, yet her soft, introspective expression adds depth, as though she’s lost in a fleeting thought or memory. The snow sparkles around her, textured with tiny crystalline highlights that glisten under the low winter sun. In the foreground, scattered pine branches and patches of uneven snow create a layered, natural composition. Her snow boots sink slightly into the powder, grounding her presence in the scene. She leans subtly into the cold, her pose dynamic but unforced, her arms relaxed at her sides, fingertips brushing the edge of her thigh as if resisting the chill. Behind her, a rustic wooden bridge arches over a frozen stream, its weathered planks frosted with ice. Beyond the bridge, tall pines rise, their branches heavy with snow, forming a natural frame for the background. The sunlight filters through the trees, casting volumetric rays that streak through the cold, hazy air, creating a soft, dreamy atmosphere. A flock of birds takes flight in the distance, their movement adding a fleeting sense of life to the serene stillness. The scene is bathed in a mix of warm and cool tones: the sunlight caresses her skin with a faint golden glow, while the snow reflects cold, bluish highlights. Shadows are soft but intricate, cast by her body and the objects around her, blending seamlessly into the textured snow. The air itself feels alive with a light mist that swirls faintly, creating a sense of depth and dimension around her. The entire composition exudes a sensuality that feels grounded and soulful, emphasizing her connection to the environment rather than perfection alone.

6 months ago

Abstract Full-Body Portrait of a Prostitute – Salvador Dalí (Late-Life Style, Singular Focus & Pure Surrealism) (Surrealism:1.7, Salvador Dalí late-life style:2.0, Dreamlike distortion:1.6, Hyperreal textures:1.5, Chiaroscuro contrast:1.4, Oil-painting brushstrokes:1.5, Organic fluidity:1.6, Metaphysical realism:1.4) A full-body surrealist portrait of a prostitute, painted in the unmistakable late-life style of Salvador Dalí, where dream logic dictates form and reality bends into its own subconscious reflection. She stands alone in the void, a lone figure frozen in motion yet melting into time itself. Her body is elongated but coherent, her limbs refined into one singular, fluid, organic motion, as if she is a sculpture made of half-formed candle wax, melting at the edges but never fully dissolving. Her face remains untouched by distortion, hyperreal and melancholic, eyes darkened with kohl, staring directly outward, unblinking, as if confronting time, fate, and the fabric of reality itself. A single strand of jet-black hair escapes from her carefully pinned curls, swaying in an invisible breeze. Her lips—painted a deep, blood-red—drip slightly at the edges, as if smeared by unseen hands, caught between seduction and sorrow. Her dress, a relic of the past, is a contradiction of luxury and decay, the hem transforming into thin wisps of smoke, curling and dispersing into the canvas. The fabric is stretched unnaturally, its folds elongating like the melted forms of Dalí’s classic clocks, one shoulder slipping in an eternal descent, never quite falling. The setting is an infinite, surreal landscape—a lonely street with no visible end, where shadows stretch longer than their owners, and the cobblestones appear to melt into liquid mercury. In the background, a large, antique pocket watch, twisted and partially submerged in the air, hangs frozen at an uncertain hour, its hands warped into elongated spirals. A single red rose, impossibly large and impossibly alive, hovers just behind her, its petals peeling away like fragments of forgotten love letters. The air feels thick, painted with visible brushstrokes, where light and shadow do not obey the laws of physics—instead, they bleed into one another, wrapping around her body in soft, liquid chiaroscuro, mimicking the curvature of a dream. She is not merely a woman but a symbol—of desire, of loss, of something slipping through time like sand through Dalí’s own fingers.

7 months ago

A hauntingly ethereal woman stands alone in a desolate, wind-swept field beneath a storm-laden sky. Her gaunt face, with hollowed eyes and high cheekbones, conveys sorrow and an otherworldly detachment. She wears a tattered black dress that appears woven from shadows, vines, and decayed fabric, blending seamlessly into the wild, overgrown grasses. Her long, unkempt hair is violently tousled by the wind, adding to the chaotic, spectral energy of the scene. Dark, heavy clouds loom overhead, casting dramatic light and shadow, emphasizing her ghostly presence. The entire composition exudes gothic surrealism, evoking themes of isolation, nature spirits, and lost souls. The monochrome palette intensifies the sense of mystery and timelessness, making the scene feel like a vision from a forgotten myth or a ghostly apparition emerging from the land itself.

3 months ago

A woman stands within a tranquil inground pool with a view of a vast ocean, her figure bathed in the vibrant light of a bioluminescent lighting that stretches out before her like an endless canvas of blue hues. Up to her thighs, the water laps gently at her skin, leaving wet hair and a glistening sheen that seems to shimmer in the soft, directional lighting. A string-tied bikini clings to her body, showcasing every detail of her physique - red lips seem to gleam with a seductive intensity as she gazes directly out into the distance, her eyes locked on some secret horizon that only she can see. Straight-cut bangs and dark eyeshadow add a touch of mystery to her overall look, while a sexy, seductive smile seems to whisper secrets in your ear alone. Silhouetted against the vibrant colors of the pool and sky, the woman's figure appears almost ethereal. Dark night surrounds her, punctuated only by a clear sky filled with stars that seem to twinkle like diamonds scattered across the velvet expanse above - every detail seems to whisper a sense of enchantment and wonder, as if this woman has been placed in a world of her own creation: one where anything is possible, and the boundaries between reality and fantasy are blurred beyond recognition.

3 months ago

A woman crawls towards the camera, her confident and playful demeanor radiating through every detail of her appearance. Her short hair is a stunning blend of brunette tones and blonde highlights, framing her face with a soft and effortless style. A few strands of hair fall over one eye, adding a touch of whimsy to an already captivating scene. Her icy blue eyes sparkle with mischief, as if sharing a secret joke that's been whispered directly into the viewer's ear. Her full lips curve upwards into a dazzling smile, like a work of art that's been crafted by the finest hands. A very loose tank top with a very low neckline and shorts seem to showcase her perfect body in all its glory. A toned physique is on full display, as if she's just stepped out of a fitness magazine. As she crawls toward the viewer, her eyes lock directly onto the viewer, like a gaze from another world, one where confidence and playfulness reign supreme. A winking smile seems to hint at secrets that are yet to be shared, like a whispered promise that's been made just for us alone.

3 months ago

A woman stands alone in a dark bedroom, her figure bathed in a soft and serene bluish-gray light that seems to emanate from a nearby curtained window. Long jet black hair cascades over her shoulders. An open red and gold kimono envelops her body, its delicate folds seemingly unfolding like a work of art as it reaches down towards the floor. The kimono itself features intricate geometric patterns that seem to dance across its surface in a minimalist and modern style. Every detail seems to whisper a sense of quiet elegance and refinement, as if this woman has been draped in a work of art that reflects her very essence: soft, serene, and beautifully designed.

4 months ago

A cinematic dolly-out shot of a young man with a soft Sufi-style white robe, standing alone in a shattered, smoky landscape. His face is calm but sorrowful. Dust swirls in the air. The camera slowly pulls away as he stands still. The lighting is muted and moody. Emotion: grief, isolation, stillness. --v 6 --ar 16:9 --seed 987654321

3 months ago

A young woman stands alone in a dark, intimate space, bathed in the warm glow of diffused light. Her dark wavy hair cascades down her back like a waterfall of night, its rich texture seeming to add depth and sensuality to an already captivating scene. A black choker rests delicately around her neck, like a whispered promise that's been shared with no one. She wears only a black bra, its delicate fabric seeming to accentuate every curve and contour of her body. Every aspect of this moment seems to be suspended in time, frozen forever as she stands before the camera. Her head is tilted slightly back, as if surrendering herself to the beauty of the light that surrounds her. Her eyes seem to turn directly onto the viewer, like a gaze from another world, one where sensuality and intimacy reign supreme. The only diffused light in the room seems to dance around her, like a gentle caress that's been bestowed upon her alone. Every detail of this moment feels alive and tangible, like a work of art that's been crafted by the finest hands.

3 months ago

A granite statue of Bob Marley, stands alone in a post apocalyptic city. Ash and embers fill the air. The atmosphere is epic and inspirational.

4 months ago

artistic, illustration artwork, quiet rooftop at dusk with soft sunlight and complex city skyline in the background, girl side silhouette, sitting alone, listening to music with headphones, dreamlike stars faintly visible, cool witj warm color variations, inspired by lo-fi anime style, dramatic lighting and shadows, calm atmosphere, modern retro style --ar 9:16 --stylize 300 --v 7

5 months ago

((("Dark Phoenix"))) gothic font text style, holographic foil quill paper art style, 3D, HDR Dark Fantasy steampunk character,free spirited Soul, Shadowy Graffiti art, dark forest dystopian mural, watercolor oil slick ink wash pearlescent tone overlay splash art pour, textured brushwork, water wash soulful, Dark-side Skeletal Shadow-fiend, dark dystopian, full-length hunched over, forlorn, kneeling head bowed dynamic pose, diseased necrotic Dark Phoenix rising wings spread perfect symmetry, long long long knee-length fiery ash flyaway hair streaming behind her, clothed in scorched ashen skintight body hugging retro translucent flowing-multilayered elemental sheer clothes with bits of holographic latent embers, transparent dead dying wildflowers trail behind her in the background, bold dark colour, introvert, dancing alone in the rain, retro steampunk Black Light Movie Poster art design by ((("wyldeairt")))

8 months ago

digital wallpaper, Lord Shiva the warrion, trishul in his hand, alone, glowing elements, intricate armor, night, rainy, epic scene, fearless, proud pose, digital art, painting style, by Milo Manara and Russ Mills, dramatic lighting, emotionally profound, unforgettable, very intricate

3 months ago

A young woman stands alone in the quiet intimacy of her hotel room, lost in thought as she poses for the viewer. Her gentle smile seems to be a whisper away from breaking into something more, like a dawn that's about to rise on a new day. She wears nothing but a black lace open robe that exposes a bit too much, its delicate fabric seeming to cling to her body like a soft caress. As she stands before the open curtains, every detail of her face becomes almost starkly visible in the dim light, like a whispered promise that's been shared with no one. The view of downtown stretches out behind her, a blurred tapestry of lights and colors that seems to pulse with its own rhythmic heartbeat. The camera zooms in on her close-up, capturing every nuance of her expression as she drifts away into thought. Soft focus adds a touch of intimacy to the scene, like a lover's kiss that leaves the skin feeling tender and vulnerable. Every aspect of this moment seems to be suspended in time, frozen forever in the quiet beauty of a hotel room at night. The muted colors of the robe seem to blend seamlessly with the soft colors of the evening sky, creating an atmosphere that's both soothing and seductive.

5 months ago

A young man with sharp facial features, short dark hair, muscular body and deep, expressive eyes stands alone in dark. His chiseled jawline and subtle stubble add to his striking, melancholic expression. His gaze is lost in the distance, haunted by memories of a lost love. White wisps of ethereal frost mist swirl around him, dissolving into the cold night air. Glow on his face, emphasizing his loneliness and regret, enhancing the cinematic, dreamlike atmosphere. The background dark blurred as if seen through teary eyes. The image is highly photorealistic, with intricate details in skin texture, lighting, and atmospheric depth, evoking deep emotion.

8 months ago

No People in the background, attractive anime woman, symmetrical facial features, adult face (20 years old), realistic nose, realistic female figure, realistic face shape, sitting alone at a bar stool by the counter, she takes up most of the frame, full body in view, wearing a tight black dress, bare shoulders, holding a wine glass, smiling widely, playful, elegant, detailed scenery, detailed bar room background, poster-like scene, blue eyes, blonde hair in a ponytail, beautiful face, colorful colors, High Quality, 8K Ultra HD, Digital Animation, Isometric, 3d Isometric Animation, sharp lines, Evening Atmosphere, Soft Animation Style, Kyoto Animation Style, Soft purple and blue illumination, Luminous 3D Effects, 3D Rendering, Octane Rendering, Full Color, whimsical lighting, soft 3d textures, imaginative artwork, softly illuminated, high quality, high resolution, highly realistic digital rendering, perfectly realistic hands

5 months ago

illustration, quiet rooftop at night with soft moonlight and city skyline in the background, rear girl silhouette sitting alone with headphones, cool color tones, introspective and calm atmosphere, modern retro --ar 9:16 --v 7

7 months ago

A gothic romance style of art. A woman sitting alone on a bench. She is wearing a dark dress looking at you. Her face a small het rond, she had green dark eyes. It is dark outside, next to the bench are street lights. The woman her face is clearly visible

3 months ago

A striking woman stands alone in a worn wooden railing of an old town outdoor cafe covered by an awning - the soft light of an overcast day seems to diffuse the color around her, giving off a sense of muted tones and subtle nuances creating a slight silhouette around her. Wearing a white denim jacket with no shirt underneath with the sleeves rolled up to reveal toned arms, she leans against the railing in a way that's both relaxed and carefree - as she looks away from you, her head is turned at an angle, giving off a sense of quiet contemplation. Black denim shorts seem to cling to her hips in a way that's both sensual and intimate, while shoulder-length light-brunette hair frames a face that's both delicate and fragile. Light blue eyes seem to gleam with a quiet intensity, as if they're holding a secret that only this woman knows - as she stands there, lost in thought, the world around her seems to fade away, leaving nothing but the two of you, locked in a moment of perfect understanding. Behind her, rain pours down on the street like a thousand tiny fingers - the sound is muted and distant, barely audible over the hum of the cafe itself. Every detail seems to whisper a sense of quiet introspection and contemplation, as if this woman is caught up in some private world of her own creation: one where anything is possible, and nothing can ever be quite the same again.

6 months ago

(Surrealism:1.7, Salvador Dalí late-life style:2.0, Dreamlike distortion:1.6, Hyperreal textures:1.5, Chiaroscuro contrast:1.4, Oil-painting brushstrokes:1.5, Organic fluidity:1.6, Metaphysical realism:1.4) A full-body surrealist portrait of a prostitute, painted in the unmistakable late-life style of Salvador Dalí, where dream logic dictates form and reality bends into its own subconscious reflection. She stands alone in the void, a lone figure frozen in motion yet melting into time itself. Her body is elongated but coherent, her limbs refined into one singular, fluid, organic motion, as if she is a sculpture made of half-formed candle wax, melting at the edges but never fully dissolving. Her face remains untouched by distortion, hyperreal and melancholic, eyes darkened with kohl, staring directly outward, unblinking, as if confronting time, fate, and the fabric of reality itself. A single strand of jet-black hair escapes from her carefully pinned curls, swaying in an invisible breeze. Her lips—painted a deep, blood-red—drip slightly at the edges, as if smeared by unseen hands, caught between seduction and sorrow. Her dress, a relic of the past, is a contradiction of luxury and decay, the hem transforming into thin wisps of smoke, curling and dispersing into the canvas. The fabric is stretched unnaturally, its folds elongating like the melted forms of Dalí’s classic clocks, one shoulder slipping in an eternal descent, never quite falling. The setting is an infinite, surreal landscape—a lonely street with no visible end, where shadows stretch longer than their owners, and the cobblestones appear to melt into liquid mercury. In the background, a large, antique pocket watch, twisted and partially submerged in the air, hangs frozen at an uncertain hour, its hands warped into elongated spirals. A single red rose, impossibly large and impossibly alive, hovers just behind her, its petals peeling away like fragments of forgotten love letters. The air feels thick, painted with visible brushstrokes, where light and shadow do not obey the laws of physics—instead, they bleed into one another, wrapping around her body in soft, liquid chiaroscuro, mimicking the curvature of a dream. She is not merely a woman but a symbol—of desire, of loss, of something slipping through time like sand through Dalí’s own fingers.