the robe is open from the front side prompts

8 months ago

<lora:Expressive_H:1> Expressiveh, <lora:warm light style:1> warm light style, close up, score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, bending over a bench in a dark room of a church and pulling her robe aside skinny body, an intimate close-up of a young cheerleader in her 20s, head tilted slightly to the back and looking upwards, exuding an unexpected allure with big lips, her facial expression is lustful and naughty, she offers herself submissively and reveals her naughty intentions, the composition framed slightly from the side, the stone floor of a old church in the background, highly detailed background, ethereal light illuminating the scene, creating a juxtaposition of innocence and lasciviousness; the setting featuring richly textured fabric, Swedish, irish, cosplay, front view, ahegao, mouth open, tongue dripping

4 months ago

A ruined amphitheater lies open beneath an eternal golden sky—thick with ash, glowing with the last light of truth. The air shimmers with heat and memory. At its heart, front view of a woman stands alone on the cracked stone stage, barefoot, powerful, broken and whole. Her skin is sun-kissed bronze, streaked with dirt and sweat. A deep red ceremonial robe hangs from one shoulder, torn at the hem, golden embroidery catching the light like embers refusing to die. Her long black hair clings to her damp neck and spine, framing her face—eyes fierce, tear-stained, unblinking. A cracked porcelain mask lies at her feet, forgotten. Around her, translucent specters crowd the amphitheater’s crumbling tiers—echoes of past selves, ancestors, lost lovers—half-there and flickering like damaged film. They watch silently, reverently. The woman breathes in, slow and defiant, her chest rising with the weight of every lie she’s shed. Rays of golden light pierce the dust, cutting across her body like revelation. Her hands are open at her sides, fingers trembling—not with fear, but readiness. The gold cannot be hidden from anymore. It’s in her. It is her. In this breathless moment, she stands between exposure and exodus, between shame and fire, and the world dares to watch. Ultra-realistic. Cinematic music-video style. Raw, radiant, symbolic. Emotionally drenched in reckoning and rebirth.