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    A photorealistic image of a bowl of cereal with tiny, comically fierce faces on each piece, as a spoon looms over them like a horror movie villain. The cereal pieces are "running" away in panic, spilling milk everywhere. Photography, humorous, hyper- realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field

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    a futuristic, high-tech bridge spanning over a lush, green forest. The bridge is constructed from a complex network of metallic structures, pipes, and cables, giving it a highly industrialized appearance. The bridge's supports are massive and robust, made of dark, metallic materials that contrast sharply with the vibrant greenery below. The forest is dense and verdant, with various shades of green foliage and occasional patches of sunlight filtering through the canopy.In the background, towering over the bridge, are the imposing, castle-like structures of a futuristic city. These buildings are adorned with sharp, pointed spires and intricate architectural details, suggesting a mix of medieval and modern design elements. The cityscape is bathed in a soft, golden light, casting long shadows and adding depth to the scene.The foreground features a turquoise, almost luminescent body of water, likely a river or canal, flowing beneath the bridge. The water's surface reflects the sunlight, creating a shimmering effect. The overall color palette is dominated by greens, blues, and metallic grays, with highlights of orange and gold from the sunlight. The image combines elements of fantasy and science fiction, blending futuristic technology with natural beauty.<lora:Ev_Ganin:0.4><lora:Vintage comic book:0.4><lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.15><lora:Greg_Capullo_style:0.4><lora:jeanClaude_Mzires_Style_FLUX-000001:0.4><lora:Flux_Ink_Anime:0.4>
    A trade ship shaped like a giant mechanical dragonfly skims across a lake of liquid crystal. Its wings are made of stained glass and thin metal filaments that shimmer with rainbow light, while its segmented body houses different levels of markets and living quarters. The liquid crystal below forms into temporary islands where the ship stops to trade, each island a different color and geometric pattern. Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp,<lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.2:0.5><lora:PinkieFluxProUltraFantasia><lora:FluxDFaeTasticDetails:0.7>
    A ruined village engulfed in a dense, swirling fog. A tall, gaunt figure draped in a soot-stained cloak walks slowly down the main street, holding a crooked staff topped with a cracked, glowing crystal. Torn prayer flags flutter in the cold wind, and the burned-out remains of houses loom like skeletal shadows. Faint blue fireflies hover around the figure, illuminating their hollow eyes and the ghostly trails they leave behind. The scene is filled with quiet sorrow and lingering despair. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:XRSTYLE_FLUX:0.5><lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.4><lora:MoriiMee_Gothic_Niji_Style_FLUX:0.3>
    A richly embroidered tablecloth, covered in celestial patterns, cradles a crisp edition of The Arcane Gazette, its front-page headline flashing with urgent enchantment: ‘ROYAL NECROMANCER FOUND GUILTY OF SOUL FORGERY – UNDEAD PROTESTS SPREAD!’ Beneath the text, a moving ink sketch shows a crowd of skeletal and ghostly citizens marching through the capital, holding banners that read ‘RIGHTS FOR THE RISEN.’ A silver goblet, half-filled with shimmering blue elven wine, rests dangerously close to the edge of the paper, reflecting the dancing words in its surface. Scattered across the table, golden tarot cards lie overturned, their symbols eerily aligning with the chaotic news story. Wisps of green necromantic energy drift lazily from the paper’s edges, a sure sign that the article has been cursed—or blessed—by unseen hands. A raven, its eyes gleaming with unnatural intelligence, perches on the back of a chair, occasionally pecking at a loose parchment as if scrutinizing the news. The scent of old books and alchemical ingredients fills the air, mingling with the faint sound of whispered spells still lingering in the room. Outside, the sound of distant chanting can be heard—perhaps the very undead protesters making their voices known beyond the printed word. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:Luminous_Shadowscape-000016:0.4><lora:black_fantasy_1.0:0.4><lora:Glitchcore_Flux:0.4><lora:- Flux1 - vanta_black_V2.0:0.4>
    A close-up of a warrior’s hand gripping an ancient, enchanted sword. The blade glows faintly with a blue, mystical light, and intricate runes are etched along its edge, pulsing with power. The hilt is adorned with a large, brilliant sapphire that reflects the light from the sword, casting a soft glow on the warrior's weathered fingers. In the background, blurred but visible, is the shadowy entrance of a foreboding castle. The atmosphere is tense, with the air around the sword crackling with magical energy.
    A vibrant and action-packed movie poster titled "Ocean's Eleven-ish," featuring an all-star cast of Spongebob Squarepants, Pikachu, Deadpool, Bender from Futurama, and a Minion from Despicable Me in the middle of an epic heist. The characters are gathered together in a dramatic, stylized pose, each showcasing their unique personalities and quirks. In the center, Spongebob, dressed in a slick black suit and tie, holds a briefcase filled with Krabby Patties, grinning confidently. To his right, Pikachu wears a tiny black hat, sparks of electricity surrounding him, ready to short-circuit any security system. Deadpool, with his iconic red-and-black suit, wields a combination of weapons and gadgets, including a taco in one hand, adding his trademark irreverence. Bender, sporting a fedora and a cigar, has his extendable arm reaching into a high-tech safe, his face lit up with greed. The Minion, dressed in a thief’s outfit with a black beanie and eye mask, clutches a large sack marked with a dollar sign, struggling to keep it upright as he gives a mischievous wink. The background shows a futuristic cityscape under the cover of night, with neon lights reflecting off the sleek buildings. In the distance, a towering vault door glows ominously, hinting at the high-stakes target of their heist. The sky is lit with bright city lights and a full moon, adding a dramatic atmosphere to the scene. The title "Ocean’s Eleven-ish" is splashed across the top in bold, gold lettering, with the tagline beneath it reading, "Five Misfits. One Impossible Job. ZERO CLUE." The credits at the bottom are filled with humorous nods, like "Directed by Heisty McHeistface". The overall vibe of the poster is a mix of comedy, action, and absurdity, perfectly capturing the chaotic energy of this unlikely team of characters teaming up for the most outrageous heist the world has ever seen.
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of In a neon-lit alley deep within the city’s underbelly, Action Boy presses his back against a graffiti-covered wall, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. His jet-black suit, now torn and smeared with grime, reflects the soft glow of the buzzing neon signs above, casting him in shades of purple and green. The alley is tight and shadowy, with flickering streetlights and the distant sound of a bustling city that seems a world away from this hidden corner. Action Boy's green eyes dart from side to side, listening intently as heavy footsteps approach, the sound of metal boots clanging against the wet pavement. Rain drips from the edge of his hood, and his fists crackle with faint energy as he prepares for the inevitable confrontation. Above, the towering skyscrapers loom, their windows glowing like stars in the night sky, and the faint hum of distant hovercars fills the air. The alley’s walls are covered in posters of fallen heroes, their faces faded and torn, a grim reminder of the stakes. Action Boy inhales deeply, steadying his nerves, as the shadows around him grow darker, signaling the arrival of his pursuers. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    A detailed, conceptual painting captures a mystical library suspended within a swirling, cosmic vortex. Rows of ancient, leather-bound books float gently around a central spiral staircase that leads to a golden portal at the top. Ethereal orbs of light hover beside each book, emitting a soft, bluish glow. At the base of the staircase, an elderly librarian in flowing robes stands with one hand raised, as if commanding the floating books to return to their places. The vortex outside is filled with stars and constellations that seem to dance and change shape, and the warm, golden light emanating from the portal suggests an entrance to another realm entirely.<lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:0.6> <lora:artisketchyfs-v02:0.75> <lora:aidmaFLUXpro1.1:0.7> <lora:aidmaHyperRealismV0.2:0.4> <lora:Shattered_Void:0.62> <lora:MysticFantasy:0.4> <lora:Magic of Art (FLUX):0.4> <lora:HORROR_lora.TA_trained:0.8> <lora:lorafy_detail_enhancer:0.7>
    pinguin detective in sunglasses and detective clothes holding a magnifying glass is on a crime scene on a sunny beach with crime scene tape with text "CRIME SCENE". in the middle of the scene there is a lot of melted snow, a carrot nose and two little snowman eyes on the ground. Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp<lora:FluxMythR3alisticF:0.4><lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.4><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:Movie_Portrait:0.4><lora:Flux DetailerV2:0.4>
    A professional photograph of At the heart of a neon-lit megacity, a sorceress with iridescent, silver hair and pale lavender skin hovers in the air, her robes flowing as they pulse with intricate circuitry woven into the fabric. Below her, the city streets are a mix of towering skyscrapers and floating platforms, with holographic advertisements flickering amidst ancient stone ruins that have been built into the very fabric of the futuristic metropolis. In one hand, she holds a staff made of sleek chrome and ancient runes, its tip glowing with a swirling orb of raw energy. Across from her, a squadron of heavily-armored cyber-soldiers moves in unison, their glowing visors scanning her as they raise their energy rifles, ready to strike. Above, flying drones buzz through the sky, casting long shadows over the city’s underbelly where slums and tech debris create a labyrinthine maze. The air is thick with the hum of machinery and the low murmur of distant engines, but a sudden gust of wind, infused with the sorceress’s arcane power, causes the city’s power grid to flicker. The scene is a tense standoff between the arcane and the technological, where ancient magic confronts the cold precision of a cybernetic army.<lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.6><lora:Movie_Portrait><lora:Flux DetailerV2>
    ne0nfant4sy, A space-faring knight, clad in sleek, silver armor etched with glowing runes, grips an energy blade with one hand and a mystic shield with the other. His dark skin shimmers with sweat under the harsh glare of twin suns, and his sharp, piercing blue eyes reflect both the cosmos and the magic he wields. His braided, jet-black hair is pulled back tight beneath his helm, which glows faintly with embedded circuitry. The blade in his hand hums with both futuristic plasma energy and ancient enchantment, casting an eerie green light on the barren, alien landscape around him. Strange, luminescent flora sprouts from the cracked ground, while a distant, colossal spaceship floats on the horizon, silhouetted against a nebula-filled sky. The runes on his armor pulse with each breath, synchronizing with his heartbeat, as tiny holographic glyphs swirl around his feet. His expression is resolute, ready for battle, as the line between magic and technology blurs in the air around him. Above him, metallic dragons, part machine, part myth, soar through the alien sky, their roars echoing like thunder.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>
    a title screen of a computer game called "Grand Clam Tennis". A clam playing tennis is pictured. In the bottom there is a button captioned "START SINGLE" below it there is a button captioned "START CAREER" and below it there is a button captioned "OPTIONS" and below it there is a button captioned "QUIT GAME" and below that there is a clam holding a tennis racket.
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of Within the bowels of a colossal, underground city, a rogue with coal-black skin and sharp, glowing red eyes perches atop a crumbling stone gargoyle, overlooking the labyrinthine streets below. His leather armor, patched and worn from countless battles, clings tightly to his lean frame, blending into the shadows that stretch across the narrow alleyways and towering, stone buildings. Above, the ceiling of the cavern is barely visible, obscured by a thick layer of smoke and mist that swirls in slow, languid patterns, illuminated only by the occasional flicker of neon signs and torchlight. The air is heavy with the scent of damp stone and burning coal, and the distant sound of hammers striking metal echoes through the cavern like the heartbeat of the city itself. Below, the streets are alive with the murmur of merchants, thieves, and scavengers, their faces half-hidden by hoods and masks as they move through the labyrinth like ghosts. The rogue’s eyes scan the crowd, searching for his next target, his sharp senses attuned to every movement and sound. His dagger, glowing faintly with a deep, crimson light, rests in his hand, ready for action at a moment’s notice. The scene is one of quiet tension, where the shadows and light play a dangerous game of cat and mouse. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    A witch's cottage sits in a dead forest, its windows glowing with sickly green light. The building seems partially alive, with walls made of twisted wood that moves slightly. Poisonous flowers of impossible colors grow in the garden, while bubbling cauldrons emit clouds of rainbow-colored smoke. Corrupted wildlife with glowing eyes lurks in the shadows of dead trees. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, High resolution, high detail. Highly detailed. <lora:OB拍立得人像摄影Instant camera portrait photography V2.0:1.0>, <lora:Dark side of light:0.55>, <lora:aidmaFLUXPro1.1-FLUX-v0.3:1.0>, <lora:Glitchcore_Flux:0.8>,
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of On a windswept hilltop under the light of a full, blood-red moon, a tall, slender witch with emerald green skin stands with her broomstick, her wide-brimmed hat casting a long shadow across the misty ground. She wears a sleek black dress that clings to her form, tattered at the edges, with strands of silver spiderwebs woven into the fabric. Her hair, wild and tangled, flows down her back like dark ivy, and her glowing orange eyes twinkle mischievously. Surrounding her, jack-o’-lanterns of all sizes flicker with sinister smiles, their carved faces illuminated by eerie green flames. In the distance, twisted, bare trees sway in the wind, their branches stretching like skeletal arms toward the moon. A black cat with glowing yellow eyes perches on her shoulder, its tail curling playfully around her neck. The air smells of damp earth and the faint scent of burning candles, while the distant howl of wolves echoes across the night. The scene captures the perfect balance of spooky and enchanting, a witch at ease in her eerie domain.(photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), <lora:Dever_Flux_Enhancer:0.5><lora:Witchcore>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of Beneath the swirling colors of a nebula in deep space, a lone figure with onyx-black skin and glowing, violet eyes floats weightlessly among the stars, their body encased in a sleek, reflective suit of armor. The nebula’s vibrant hues—shades of electric blue, deep purple, and fiery orange—illuminate the figure’s form, casting a soft, ethereal glow over the endless expanse of stars that stretch out in all directions. Surrounding them, massive, floating chunks of space debris and ancient, crumbling starships drift lazily through the void, remnants of a long-forgotten battle. The figure’s hands are outstretched, fingertips glowing with a soft, golden light as they manipulate the energy of the cosmos, drawing power from the very fabric of space itself. Far below, the faint outline of a distant planet can be seen, its surface a shimmering tapestry of swirling clouds and vast oceans. The air—or lack thereof—is silent, save for the soft hum of the energy that pulses through the figure’s armor, resonating with the distant stars. Above, the nebula continues to swirl and shift, its colors bleeding into one another like a cosmic painting. The scene is one of quiet solitude and infinite wonder, where the mysteries of the universe unfold in the vast, silent expanse of space. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of In a vast, open battlefield under the light of a waning moon, a lone figure with alabaster skin and hair as white as snow stands amidst a sea of broken skulls and shattered bones. His eyes, glowing with a faint, silver light, scan the horizon as a cold wind whips through the battlefield, sending clouds of dust and ash swirling around him. The ground beneath his feet is littered with the remains of warriors from ages past, their skulls cracked and broken from the brutality of battle. His armor, once gleaming, is now battered and streaked with blood and dirt, but the massive, bone-handled axe in his hands still shines with an eerie, white glow. Behind him, the skeletal remains of a giant beast rise from the ground, its massive skull half-buried in the earth, casting a long, ominous shadow across the field. The sky above is a dull gray, with dark clouds gathering on the horizon, and the faint rumble of thunder can be heard in the distance. The air is heavy with the scent of death and smoke, and the quiet stillness of the battlefield is broken only by the occasional clatter of bones shifting in the wind. The scene is one of desolation and aftermath, where the skulls of the fallen warriors bear silent witness to the horrors of war. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    ne0nfant4sy, A grizzled starship captain, his leathery tan skin marked with years of interstellar warfare, grips the control console of his massive battlecruiser. His left eye, replaced by a holographic display, flickers as he analyzes the tactical readouts on the screen before him. His short, salt-and-pepper hair is damp with sweat, and a small scar runs down the side of his face, just past his jawline. The dark, sleek interior of the ship hums with the low vibration of its massive engines, and the flickering glow of control panels illuminates the lines of stress on his weathered face. Through the massive viewport, a star battle rages, laser blasts and explosions reflecting in his one good eye. His uniform, a black and silver jumpsuit, is tattered at the edges, showing signs of recent conflict. His hands are steady as they move across the console, despite the chaos outside, guiding the ship through the heat of battle. The stars themselves seem to ripple with the intensity of the fight, and his expression is one of grim determination, a captain who’s seen it all but refuses to back down.<lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.5><lora:NeonFantasyFLUX:0.3>
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of A young dragonborn man with scales of shimmering gold and piercing blue eyes is tending to a field of glowing, red poppies on the edge of a massive, floating island. He wears a long, flowing robe made from the woven feathers of phoenixes, and a golden circlet encrusted with rubies rests on his brow. The poppies, each one glowing with a soft red light, sway gently in the breeze as he carefully waters them from a jug of liquid fire. The floating island is surrounded by a vast, starry sky, with distant planets and moons visible on the horizon. As he tends to the poppies, their glow intensifies, and the air around them begins to shimmer with heat. The dragonborn’s scales catch the light, reflecting the red glow of the poppies in a dazzling display. The scene is a vivid blend of the fantastical and the serene, where the dragonborn’s strange attire and the glowing poppies create a powerful image of life flourishing in a surreal, otherworldly environment. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    In a shadowy, cobweb-filled attic, a tall, elegant witch with deep ebony skin and silver tattoos lounges on an antique velvet chaise, sipping from a teacup made of bone. Her long, flowing black dress is adorned with glittering stars and crescent moons, and her pointed hat is tilted stylishly to one side. Surrounding her, shelves are filled with dusty spellbooks, strange trinkets, and jars of preserved creatures, all casting eerie shadows in the dim candlelight. A large, ornate mirror behind her reflects a ghostly image, as if something unseen is watching from another world. Perched on her lap, a sleek raven with intelligent, glowing blue eyes preens its feathers while keeping a watchful eye on the room. The window behind her shows a view of the full moon, its light casting soft beams through the dusty glass. The scene is a blend of gothic elegance and dark magic, with a sense of timeless mystery surrounding the witch’s secretive world.<lora:Dever_Flux_Enhancer:0.5><lora:Witchcore>
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