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Prompt by Bugmesh91

dust flying prompts

very few results

7 months ago

((gritty, hyperrealistic painting:1.5)), ((Hulk and Superman locked in a brutal power struggle:1.5)), both hands clasped, fingers interlocked in a violent test of strength, muscles straining, tendons stretched to the limit. Superman, bruised, grounded, is down on one knee, his body twisting with resistance, arms trembling as he holds back the massive force bearing down on him. His blue suit is torn, his face bloodied, hair matted with sweat and soot, but his gaze is clear and defiant—no glowing eyes, only human resolve. The Hulk towers over him, full height—3 meters tall, 500 kilograms of brute muscle, drenched in sweat, skin streaked with grime and ash. His monstrous body looms with dominance, feet planted wide, both arms pressing down, veins bulging, face twisted in a roar of exertion. His skin cracks around his fists from the sheer pressure, saliva flying from his mouth as he snarls through clenched teeth. The ground beneath Superman’s knee is shattered, pressed inward by the weight. Shockwaves ripple through the dust, small stones hover in midair. The scene is dense with smoke, ash, and heat distortion, the ambient firelight casting flickering shadows over their bodies. Style: painted like an epic oil tableau—Caravaggio-like lighting, Repin’s anatomical drama, Beksiński’s apocalyptic ambiance. Every detail captured: grit on skin, blood at the lip, wrinkles in fabric, cracked stone, drifting embers, clenched fingers locked in struggle. Lighting: heavy chiaroscuro—low directional light from fires around them, long shadows falling across Superman’s face, rim lighting highlighting Hulk’s upper body, emphasizing the scale difference without diminishing the tension. Camera angle: low and close, from Superman’s left side, showing his knee pressed into shattered ground, arms lifted to hold off Hulk’s crushing weight. Hulk fills the vertical space, Superman dominates the emotional weight—a visual of pressure and refusal to yield. Art direction for Flux: – Hulk is 3m tall, 500kg, physically overwhelming, rendered with full weight and scale – Superman is human-scale, on one knee, but braced and locked in—the underdog with unbreakable resolve – Style: dark painterly realism, anatomical accuracy, no stylization, no superpowers shown – Textures: bruised flesh, torn cloth, cracked stone, sweat, grit, tension in the hands and faces – Environment: scorched battlefield, ambient smoke, sparks, fractured terrain, faint firelight – Theme: mythic struggle, physical scale vs inner will—no victor yet, only raw contest

ElectricL
6 180

5 months ago

A stunning and intricate illustration of a lone figure standing before a massive, futuristic central computer core in a dimly lit, cavernous control room. The core is the heart of an ancient, decaying system that governs an entire solar system, its towering structure covered in glowing panels, flickering CRT monitors, and spinning reels of magnetic tape. The design reflects a blend of cassette futurism and retrofuturism: exposed wires snake across the floor like veins, enormous vacuum tubes pulsate faintly with energy, and analog dials twist and click as the system struggles to maintain its colossal operations. The figure, dressed in a tattered yet advanced jumpsuit of metallic fabrics, stands with a posture that conveys awe and hesitation. Their face, partially illuminated by the glowing panels, shows a mix of determination and exhaustion. They are dwarfed by the sheer scale of the computer core, which stretches endlessly upward, disappearing into a haze of smoke and low-hanging cables. The room is filled with atmospheric lighting: dim oranges and greens reflect off the polished yet grimy metal surfaces, while holographic projections of planetary orbits and system schematics flicker erratically in mid-air. The computer core itself is worn and weathered, with signs of neglect—broken panels exposing its intricate inner workings, patches of rust, and vines of alien growth encroaching from the corners of the room. Yet, it exudes power, its central sphere—a rotating gyroscope of light and machinery—glowing with an intense energy, hinting at its still-functioning capacity to control and sustain the planets and stars of the system. The air is dense with particles of dust, illuminated by beams of soft light cutting through the smoke, while faint sparks fly from malfunctioning components. The soundscape is almost tangible: the hum of the core, the rhythmic clatter of mechanical parts, and the faint crackle of ancient speakers. Rendered in a hyper-detailed retrofuturistic style, with an emphasis on the texture of worn-down technology, dynamic lighting, and the overwhelming sense of scale and history.

ElectricL
2 79

8 months ago

IMG_6478.jpg A sprawling construction site nestled in a rugged Himalayan valley, where hundreds of miniature sadhus—tiny, intricately detailed ascetics no taller than a foot, dressed in tattered saffron robes with weathered faces and flowing white beards—labor tirelessly. They swarm over a colossal, gigantic sculpture of Lord Shiva, towering hundreds of feet high, carved from glossy black granite with veins of gold and silver. The sculpture portrays Shiva in serene meditation, his third eye faintly aglow, trident gripped firmly, and a crescent moon nestled in his intricately detailed matted hair, radiating divine grandeur. Surrounding the site, large construction machinery dominates the scene: massive cranes with steel cables swinging overhead, enormous bulldozers churning the earth, and towering hydraulic lifts humming with power. The miniature sadhus wield oversized tools—some hoist tiny ropes to scale the sculpture, others guide gigantic stone blocks lifted by the cranes, while a few hammer away with miniature chisels, sparks flying against the stone. Dust and debris hang in the air, illuminated by the warm, amber glow of a setting sun, casting dramatic shadows across the rocky ground. Beyond, snow-dusted peaks pierce a sky painted with deep indigo and fiery orange streaks. The scene fuses spiritual devotion with industrial might, rendered in ultra-realistic detail, highlighting the sadhus’ delicate features, the machinery’s gleaming surfaces, and the sculpture’s monumental presence.

4e9c5fbcac5
0 71

8 months ago

A sprawling construction site nestled in a rugged Himalayan valley, where hundreds of miniature sadhus—tiny, intricately detailed ascetics no taller than a foot, dressed in tattered saffron robes with weathered faces and flowing white beards—labor tirelessly. They swarm over a colossal, gigantic sculpture of Lord Shiva, towering hundreds of feet high, carved from glossy black granite with veins of gold and silver. The sculpture portrays Shiva in serene meditation, his third eye faintly aglow, trident gripped firmly, and a crescent moon nestled in his intricately detailed matted hair, radiating divine grandeur. Surrounding the site, large construction machinery dominates the scene: massive cranes with steel cables swinging overhead, enormous bulldozers churning the earth, and towering hydraulic lifts humming with power. The miniature sadhus wield oversized tools—some hoist tiny ropes to scale the sculpture, others guide gigantic stone blocks lifted by the cranes, while a few hammer away with miniature chisels, sparks flying against the stone. Dust and debris hang in the air, illuminated by the warm, amber glow of a setting sun, casting dramatic shadows across the rocky ground. Beyond, snow-dusted peaks pierce a sky painted with deep indigo and fiery orange streaks. The scene fuses spiritual devotion with industrial might, rendered in ultra-realistic detail, highlighting the sadhus’ delicate features, the machinery’s gleaming surfaces, and the sculpture’s monumental presence.

4e9c5fbcac5
0 74