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Prompt by Selena_H

two cats prompts

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9 months ago

Dark Fantasy, Cinematic, High Contrast, Ethereal Divine Light, Horror Atmosphere, Gothic Aesthetic) A monstrous shadow demon, its form ever-shifting like living smoke, lurks within the abyss. Its large, crooked grin glows faintly, stretched wide with eerie amusement, reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat, but far more sinister. Twin orange eyes burn like molten embers, piercing through the darkness, radiating pure malice. It moves within the shadows, slithering unseen through the night, feeding on fear, greed, and the darkest desires of those who dwell in the void. Tonight, however, it does not feast—it fights. Before it, the divine light pierces through the darkness, burning away its form like flame licking through parchment. The forces of light—radiant celestial beings, armored warriors of divine energy—stand firm, their glowing weapons carving through the swirling black mist that shapes the demon’s body. Golden rays of holy power clash against tendrils of shadow, forming a battlefield suspended between dimensions, where the war of purity and corruption wages endlessly. The demon recoils, its form distorting violently, its grin twisting into a snarl as the light sears through its essence. It is a creature that exists only in darkness—where the light touches, it begins to unravel. Yet, even as it retreats, it whispers in the air, its laughter a low, resonant echo that chills the bones of those who fight it. The light may burn it, but fear fuels it, and as long as darkness exists within the hearts of men, the demon will always return. The background is a surreal battlefield, an apocalyptic ruin where jagged spires and crumbling structures fade between shadow and reality. Above, the sky is torn in two—one half a swirling vortex of darkness, the other bathed in celestial radiance. The war between light and shadow rages on, an eternal clash of forces that neither side will ever truly win.

9 months ago

Dark Fantasy, Cinematic, High Contrast, Ethereal Divine Light, Horror Atmosphere, Gothic Aesthetic) A monstrous shadow demon, its form ever-shifting like living smoke, lurks within the abyss. Its large, crooked grin glows faintly, stretched wide with eerie amusement, reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat, but far more sinister. Twin orange eyes burn like molten embers, piercing through the darkness, radiating pure malice. It moves within the shadows, slithering unseen through the night, feeding on fear, greed, and the darkest desires of those who dwell in the void. Tonight, however, it does not feast—it fights. Before it, the divine light pierces through the darkness, burning away its form like flame licking through parchment. The forces of light—radiant celestial beings, armored warriors of divine energy—stand firm, their glowing weapons carving through the swirling black mist that shapes the demon’s body. Golden rays of holy power clash against tendrils of shadow, forming a battlefield suspended between dimensions, where the war of purity and corruption wages endlessly. The demon recoils, its form distorting violently, its grin twisting into a snarl as the light sears through its essence. It is a creature that exists only in darkness—where the light touches, it begins to unravel. Yet, even as it retreats, it whispers in the air, its laughter a low, resonant echo that chills the bones of those who fight it. The light may burn it, but fear fuels it, and as long as darkness exists within the hearts of men, the demon will always return. The background is a surreal battlefield, an apocalyptic ruin where jagged spires and crumbling structures fade between shadow and reality. Above, the sky is torn in two—one half a swirling vortex of darkness, the other bathed in celestial radiance. The war between light and shadow rages on, an eternal clash of forces that neither side will ever truly win.

2 months ago

A hyper-credible sun-facing selfie (not a mirror shot; no phone visible) captured on an iPhone 16 Pro Max. Subject: the uploaded woman Hair: Makeup: subtle black eyeliner, matte lipstick; natural pores (no beauty filter). Expression (shocked): brows lifted and knit; eyes wide with bright catchlights; pupils slightly constricted by sun; mouth parted in a small inhale (not exaggerated); faint cheek/neck tension; micro-sheen on T-zone from heat. Wardrobe (tank top + accessories): matte ribbed cotton tank top in desaturated slate blue (no logos), scooped neckline, thick straps, relaxed fit; soft fabric micro-creases from movement, no plasticky shine. Accessories: tiny silver huggie hoops; two thin layered silver necklaces (one short box chain with a 2–3 mm disc pendant, one slightly longer cable chain); fabric-strap field watch (olive) on left wrist; woven paracord bracelet (neutral) on right wrist; a slim tan canvas cross-body strap from a small pouch just grazing the frame edge (bag itself mostly out of frame). Jewelry is low-gloss so it doesn’t flare; keep silhouettes clean and non-distracting. Moment: behind her, a realistic, predatory dinosaur (T. rex-like) leaping from foliage—low, sneaky posture; mouth slightly open with saliva filaments; cat-like focused eye; fine scales and muscular anatomy; dust/leaf debris kicked up. Lighting & look: broad noon daylight in a lush jungle (large leaves, sun shafts). Sun is the key in front of her (10–11 o’clock) for crisp, short shadows and hair rim-sparkles; use natural ground/leaf bounce as fill (key:fill ≈ 3:1) so shadows stay readable. Feather highlights—no blown hotspots on cheeks/forehead. Dynamic range preserved (retain sky/leaf detail); no obvious filters. If supported, apply background-only micro-motion blur and handheld micro-shake while keeping her face tack-sharp. Framing & optics: vertical portrait selfie at arm-length, slight wide-angle feel; background compressed enough to keep the dinosaur readable. Shallow DoF from close focus on her face—eyes ultra-sharp; controlled speculars along hair layers; distinct catchlights in eyes. Environment: humid air; faint pollen/dust motes; torn leaves mid-air; scuffed ground. Color: sunlit greens; warm, lifelike skin; dinosaur hues olive/umber/ash—not plastic. Hard rules: do not show a phone; selfie (not mirror); no stylized filters; no heavy shadows; adult subject. Avoid: plastic toy textures, CGI gloss, grim darkness, lens flares across face, exaggerated depth warping, artificial makeup blur.

8 months ago

The young couple sits inside a traditional Iranian home, surrounded by their two elderly fathers and two mothers. The room exudes the charm of a 1950s Iranian household, with an intricately patterned Persian carpet covering the floor and traditional cushions lining the walls. A large bouquet of flowers, along with an elegant tray of sweets and fresh fruits, rests in the center, symbolizing hospitality and celebration. The women wear modest, fully covered dresses with scarf neatly tied over their hair, while the elderly fathers, with their dignified white hair, sit with composed expressions. The girl, with voluminous curly hair styled in soft waves, has striking cat-eye eyeliner and red lipstick. She wears a modest yet elegant outfit— a long-sleeved fitted blouse paired with a flowing flared skirt that reaches below her knees, in line with the fashion of the time. A delicate scarf is wrapped over her hair, tied neatly at the nape of her neck. She sits with a graceful posture beside her mother, her hands resting gently in her lap, stealing shy glances at the young man. The boy, with neatly styled hair slicked back with wax and a thin, well-groomed mustache, wears a cream-colored wide-collared suit paired with a crisp white shirt and a thin dark tie. His polished leather shoes reflect the soft glow of the room's warm lighting. Sitting beside his father, he maintains a composed yet slightly nervous expression, occasionally exchanging brief yet meaningful glances with the girl. The atmosphere is filled with quiet conversation, as the families discuss the future with warmth and tradition. The wooden-framed windows allow soft natural light to seep in, casting a nostalgic glow over the gathering. The moment feels timeless—filled with the elegance, customs, and emotions of a 1950s Iranian engagement.