null wrapped in worn

male, weather worn, hi-tech industrial suit, brown hooded cape, yellow eyes, wraps on face

A long one-handed medieval fantasy sword rests on a stone pedestal deep within an ancient, mystical cave. The sword is intricate, with a blade that glows faintly with an ethereal light. The hilt is wrapped in worn leather, hinting at its age and storied past. Surrounding the pedestal, the cave walls are lined with luminescent crystals that cast a magical glow over the scene. Wisps of magical energy swirl around the sword, adding an aura of mysticism and power. The cave is vast, with shadows dancing along the walls, and the sword seems to be the focal point, bathed in a soft, otherworldly light.
Key Tokens: medieval fantasy sword, stone pedestal, ancient, cave, mystical cave, ethereal light, worn, leather hilt, luminescent crystals, magical energy, shadows dancing, otherworldly light

(sunglasses:1.4), A stunning digital painting of (Emma Stone:1.6), as sexy (As female Commander Shepard from Mass Effect, donning the iconic N7 armor, wielding a futuristic weapon, set against a backdrop of an alien planet or high-tech space station, engaging in a tense firefight or leading her team, vivid colors, high-resolution, 8k quality, detailed environment, true to the Mass Effect universe.:1.3), with (Low ponytail with feather hair accessory: A low ponytail wrapped with a delicate feather hair accessory, giving a soft and feminine feel to the look.:1.3), (Thick, full fake lashes with a dark, smoky eye and a glossy, bold lip. This look is seductive and alluring.:1.6), (Crossbody bag: A small, compact bag worn across the body on a long strap, usually made of leather or canvas and adorned with studs or other hardware.:1.3), (erotic magazine:1.3),(in the style of Adam Hughes:1.3),(The woman stands with her hands on her hips, her chest pushed forward. She looks directly at the viewer with a playful smile, her hair falling over her shoulders. The pose highlights her ample cleavage and abs.1.3),best artwork in the world, detailed face, detailed eyes, detailed clothes,sexy outfit, skimpy outfit,revaling, tight,(hourglass figure:1.2)epic fantasy character art, concept art, fantasy art, a character portrait, fantasy art, vibrant high contrast,trending on ArtStation, dramatic lighting, ambient occlusion, volumetric lighting, emotional, Deviant-art, hyper detailed illustration, 8k, gorgeous lighting,<lora:VampiricTech:0.35>,vamptech ,fit body, athletic body, lean body,(As Wonder Woman from the DC Extended Universe, donning her iconic armor with the red and gold chest plate, blue skirt, and tiara, wielding her Lasso of Truth and sword. She stands on a battlefield, her strength, courage, and compassion inspiring those around her as she fights for justice and peace.:1.5)

score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, photo, photorealistic, <lora:add-detail-xl:3>, High resolution photograph, Shot on Canon EOS 5D Mark IV, 85mm lens. Shallow depth of field (f/1.8), subject in sharp focus. (Realistic:1.4), (bokeh:1.4)
Kaela, A beautiful fantasy woman warrior. She stands with effortless confidence, her body lean and athletic. Her toned midriff is visible beneath her armor. Her posture is both poised and ready.
Her long, dark hair is woven into intricate braids, some adorned with leather cords and beads. Loose strands frame her striking amber eyes. Her full lips hold a hint of determination, and her expression is calm but unwavering.
She wears a fitted black leather corset that hugs her figure, reinforced with dark steel at the shoulders and forearms. The design tastefully reveals her breasts. Beneath, a deep forest-green tunic with short sleeves allows for freedom of movement. A leather belt cinches at her waist, securing her weapons.
Her lower attire consists of dark brown leather low-rise pants, form-fitting yet flexible. A weathered green cloak drapes over one shoulder, fastened with a simple silver clasp.
A curved longsword rests across her back, its hilt wrapped in worn leather, always within reach. A dagger is strapped to her thigh, and throwing knives line her belt, each blade sharpened to deadly precision.
<lora:SkinRealityOrg_ponyv6_loraplus:0.3> real skin, freckles, mole, toned, aroused, looking at viewer, natural breasts,

Digital painting style, (brushstrokes:1.2), fantasy A woman with long, curly brown hair and warm, golden-brown skin stands at the edge of a vibrant market that appears to be floating among the soft, white clouds, her worn leather sandals sinking into the puffy cloud floor as she gazes out at the endless expanse of sky, her bright orange and yellow clothing a stark contrast to the gentle hues of the clouds, a wide leather belt cinched at her waist, adorned with small, shimmering silver trinkets that catch the sunlight, a faded denim apron wrapped around her waist, stained with splatters of colorful paints and inks, a look of quiet contemplation on her face, her dark brown eyes lost in thought, as if remembering a long-forgotten memory, the market stalls behind her a riot of color and texture, with vendors selling all manner of strange and exotic goods, from iridescent feathers and glittering crystals to rare, leather-bound books and delicate, hand-painted ceramics, the air thick with the smells of exotic spices and freshly baked bread, wafting on the gentle breeze that stirs the clouds, in the distance, the faint outline of a forgotten beach can be seen, the shoreline worn smooth by the constant ebb and flow of the waves, the sand a soft, golden brown, littered with the footprints of time, the remnants of long-abandoned buildings and crumbling stone walls, overgrown with vines and creepers, a sense of nostalgia and longing hanging in the air, as if the beach is a reminder of a time long past, a time that can never be recaptured. <lora:PainterlyFantasiaSDXL:0.8>

Digital painting style, (brushstrokes:1.2), A rugged, weathered pirate stands at the edge of a crescent-shaped bay, partially shrouded by a tangle of twisted, blackened tree roots and vines, their gnarled branches grasping towards the dark, lava-stained rocks that line the shoreline, with the skeletal remains of a long-abandoned sailing ship half-buried in the sand, its wooden hull cracked and splintered, while above, a swirling vortex of iridescent clouds from an Inkblot galaxy drifts lazily across the horizon, casting an ethereal glow over the entire scene, as if the very fabric of reality has been torn asunder to reveal a glimpse of an otherworldly realm, with the pirate's eyes fixed intently upon some unseen point in the distance, his hand resting on the worn, leather-wrapped hilt of his sword, which leans against the rocky outcropping behind him, and at his feet, a pair of scuffed, knee-high boots, adorned with intricate, swirling patterns, seem to be made from a material that appears almost otherworldly, like a dark, polished obsidian. <lora:PainterlyFantasiaSDXL:1.0>

Digital painting style, (brushstrokes:1.2), epic A sultry, raven-haired woman with an enigmatic smile sits perched on a stool at the edge of a whiskey bar, her slender fingers wrapped around the stem of a glass as she gazes out into the void, the dimly lit barroom fading into an endless expanse of nothingness behind her, the air thick with the weight of forgotten memories and the whispers of the unknown, her body clad in an exquisite origami dress that appears to be crafted from the very fabric of reality itself, the delicate paper folds fluttering gently in the breeze like a living, breathing entity, the dress a mesmerizing blend of traditional Japanese design and surreal, otherworldly beauty, as if the woman has been plucked straight from the pages of a fever dream and deposited into this forsaken watering hole at the edge of existence, the whiskey bar's patrons a rough-looking bunch of interdimensional travelers and cosmic drifters, their faces a blur of scars, tattoos, and weary, world-worn expressions, the atmosphere heavy with the smell of smoke, sweat, and the distant tang of ozone, the woman's eyes gleaming with a knowing light as she raises her glass in a silent toast to the void, the origami dress shimmering and unfolding around her like a dark, beautiful flower. <lora:PainterlyFantasiaSDXL:0.9>

Daytime. A concept art of of a ChristmasLightsStyle A woman with short, curly brown hair and a pair of wire-rimmed glasses perches on the edge of a worn, wooden desk, surrounded by stacks of dusty, leather-bound books that stretch towards the ceiling, their golden filigree spines glinting in the soft, warm light that filters through the grimy, multi-paned windows of a dimly lit, Victorian-era study, the air thick with the musty scent of aged paper and forgotten knowledge, as she gazes absently at a magnificent, ornate metal tree that rises from the floor, its branches a twisted latticework of copper and brass, adorned with a flock of mechanical butterflies, their iridescent wings beating in slow, hypnotic rhythm, their tiny, gemstone eyes glinting like stars, as the woman's slender fingers drum a staccato beat on the desktop, her eyes lost in thought, her expression a mixture of melancholy and quiet contemplation, the soft, golden light casting a warm glow on her heart-shaped face, illuminating the fine, sharp lines of her features, the gentle curve of her lips, and the deep, introspective pools of her brown eyes.. Covered in christmas lights, tangled wires all wrapped up<lora:ChristmasLightsStyleSDXL:0.8>

A woman with long, curly brown hair and warm, golden-brown skin sits cross-legged on a worn, stone pedestal, surrounded by a sprawling, ancient tree, its gnarled branches twisted and tangled with thick, green vines that seem to be pulling her into the trunk, the vines weaving in and out of her hair, as if becoming a part of her, her eyes closed, a look of deep contemplation on her face, her hands resting on her knees, each finger adorned with a small, leather-bound book, the covers worn and cracked, the pages fluttering gently in the breeze, the air thick with the scent of old parchment and damp earth, the tree's roots bursting forth from the ground, like withered fingers, the stone pedestal covered in moss and lichen, the woman's simple, earth-toned tunic blending seamlessly into the surroundings, as if she has grown from the tree itself, the atmosphere heavy with the weight of forgotten knowledge, the woman's presence a nexus, a crossroads of past and present, the vines of memory wrapping tighter, pulling her deeper into the heart of the tree.

Digital painting style, (brushstrokes:1.2), A cunning, nine-tailed fox with vibrant orange fur and piercing green eyes is curled around a worn, yellowed treasure map, its bushy tail playfully wrapped around the parchment as if guarding the secrets within, the fox's ears perked up and twitching with excitement as it deciphers the cryptic markings and symbols etched upon the map, the scene unfolding beneath the soft, ethereal glow of a full moon, amidst a whimsical gathering of mischievous fairies, their delicate, iridescent wings fluttering as they flit about the clearing, their laughter and whispers weaving a spell of enchantment, the air thick with the sweet scent of blooming wildflowers and the faint tang of magic, the fairies' slender forms swaying to the rhythm of an unheard melody, their wands and fingers weaving intricate patterns of glittering fairy dust that dance across the moonlit glade, as the fox, lost in the thrill of the hunt, remains oblivious to the merriment surrounding it, its focus solely on unraveling the mysteries of the treasure map. <lora:PainterlyFantasiaSDXL:0.8>

DreamShaper XL

v2.1 Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_v21TurboDPMSDE.safetensors
Lightning DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_lightningDPMSDE.safetensors
SFW v2 Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_sfwV2TurboDPMSDE.safetensors
SFW Lightning DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_sfwLightningDPMSDE.safetensors
v2 Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_v2TurboDPMSDE.safetensors
Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_turboDPMSDE.safetensors
SFW Turbo DPM++ SDE - dreamshaperXL_sfwTurboDPMSDE.safetensors
alpha2 (xl1.0) - dreamshaperXL_alpha2Xl10.safetensors
alpha1 (xl0.9) - dreamshaperXL_alpha1Xl09.safetensors

DreamShaper

8 - dreamshaper_8.safetensors
8 LCM - dreamshaper_8LCM.safetensors
8-inpainting - dreamshaper_8Inpainting.safetensors
8-diffusers - dreamshaper_8Diffusers.zip
7 - dreamshaper_7.safetensors
7-inpainting - dreamshaper_7-inpainting.safetensors
7-diffusers - dreamshaper_7Diffusers_trainingData.zip
6.31 baked vae - dreamshaper_631BakedVae.safetensors
6.31-inpainting - dreamshaper_631Inpainting.safetensors
6.31 diffusers - dreamshaper_631Diffusers_trainingData.zip
6 baked vae - dreamshaper_6BakedVae.safetensors
6.2 baked vae - dreamshaper_62BakedVae.safetensors
6-inpainting - dreamshaper_6Inpainting.safetensors
6 no vae - dreamshaper_6NoVae.safetensors
6 diffusers - dreamshaper_6Diffusers_trainingData.zip
5 baked vae - dreamshaper_5BakedVae.ckpt
5 pruned (no vae) - train - dreamshaper_5PrunedNoVaeTrain.ckpt
5-inpainting - dreamshaper_5-inpainting.safetensors
5 baked vae diffusers - dreamshaper_5BakedVaeDiffusers_trainingData.zip
4 baked vae - dreamshaper_4BakedVae.safetensors
4-inpainting - dreamshaper_4-inpainting.safetensors
4 baked vae fp16 - dreamshaper_4BakedVaeFp16.safetensors
4 no vae - dreamshaper_4NoVae.safetensors
4 no vae fp16 - dreamshaper_4NoVaeFp16.ckpt
3.32 baked vae (clip fix) - dreamshaper_332BakedVaeClipFix.ckpt
3.31 baked vae - dreamshaper_331BakedVae.ckpt
3.31-inpainting - dreamshaper_331-inpainting.safetensors
3.3 - dreamshaper_33.ckpt
2.52 (safetensors fixed) - dreamshaper_252SafetensorsFixed.ckpt
2.52 (pruned) - dreamshaper_252Pruned.ckpt
2.52 (initial release) - dreamshaper_252InitialRelease.ckpt