My vulnerability isn’t a weakness—it’s an invitation. Are you brave enough to step in...
Model:
Photonic
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her short, spiky hair is styled with a careless edge, her tattoo peeking out from under a cropped hoodie. She wears a pair of frayed denim shorts and no shoes, her bare feet boldly stepping on the sun-warmed asphalt, exuding confidence and nonchalance.
"It’s a shame—if you’d looked a little closer, you’d have found so much more than you expected. Now?
Model:
FluX
Size:
1728 X 1296
(2.24 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her hair, straight and jet black, is slicked back into a low ponytail, framing her porcelain-like face. A loose silk robe falls open just enough to reveal a hint of lace and smooth skin. Her legs are impossibly long, and her bare feet, delicate and pristine, tread silently on the sun-drenched pavement.
You saw what you wanted to see… but if you'd taken the time, you might’ve discovered something extra
Model:
FluX
Size:
1728 X 1296
(2.24 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her hair, straight and jet black, is slicked back into a low ponytail, framing her porcelain-like face. A loose silk robe falls open just enough to reveal a hint of lace and smooth skin. Her legs are impossibly long, and her bare feet, delicate and pristine, tread silently on the sun-drenched pavement.
I’ve weathered heartbreak, but I’m done standing still. Let’s take a step into something tempting… a
Model:
Photonic
Size:
1728 X 1296
(2.24 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her dark curls are piled atop her head, strands falling around her face in an effortlessly sultry way. A loose button-down shirt, unbuttoned just enough to tease, flutters in the arid breeze. Her bronzed legs are lit by the amber glow of the sunset, her bare feet sinking into the warm sand.
Heartbreak may have brought me here, but my next steps? They’re laced with confidence, curiosity… an
Model:
Photonic
Size:
1728 X 1296
(2.24 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her ash-brown hair falls messily over one shoulder, her lips slightly parted as if caught mid-thought. A knit sweater grazes her upper thighs, leaving her long legs bare, their smooth lines glowing in the sun. Her bare feet rest lightly on the edge of a stone step, delicate yet grounding.
Prompt: Her short, spiky hair is styled with a careless edge, her tattoo peeking out from under a cropped hoodie. She wears a pair of frayed denim shorts and no shoes, her bare feet boldly stepping on the sun-warmed asphalt, exuding confidence and nonchalance.
"If I stepped just a little closer, would you pull away or pull me..."
Model:
FluX
Size:
1728 X 1296
(2.24 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her short, spiky hair is styled with a careless edge, her tattoo peeking out from under a cropped hoodie. She wears a pair of frayed denim shorts and no shoes, her bare feet boldly stepping on the sun-warmed asphalt, exuding confidence and nonchalance.
"I’m not sure what you’re waiting for... I can’t promise I’ll wait forever."
Model:
FluX
Size:
1728 X 1296
(2.24 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her dark curls are piled atop her head, strands falling around her face in an effortlessly sultry way. A loose button-down shirt, unbuttoned just enough to tease, flutters in the arid breeze. Her bronzed legs are lit by the amber glow of the sunset, her bare feet sinking into the warm sand.
You can keep pretending to play it cool, but I see right through your...
Model:
FluX
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her dark curls are piled atop her head, strands falling around her face in an effortlessly sultry way. A loose button-down shirt, unbuttoned just enough to tease, flutters in the arid breeze. Her bronzed legs are lit by the amber glow of the sunset, her bare feet sinking into the warm sand.
I guess it’s time to let go of the past… unless you plan to keep me entertained...
Model:
FluX
Size:
1728 X 1296
(2.24 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her ash-brown hair falls messily over one shoulder, her lips slightly parted as if caught mid-thought. A knit sweater grazes her upper thighs, leaving her long legs bare, their smooth lines glowing in the sun. Her bare feet rest lightly on the edge of a stone step, delicate yet grounding.
As I walk away from 2024, I’ll leave a trail of unforgettable memories in my wake
Model:
FluX
Size:
1728 X 1296
(2.24 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her hair is piled in a messy bun adorned with a few delicate beads and feathers, catching glimmers of sunlight. She wears a slouchy knit sweater over barely-there shorts, her golden-brown legs kissed by the sun. Her bare feet step lightly on the cobblestone street, a soft anklet glinting as she moves.
2024, you’ve been good to me… but I think I’m ready to be bad for 2025...
Model:
FluX
Size:
1728 X 1296
(2.24 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her hair is piled in a messy bun adorned with a few delicate beads and feathers, catching glimmers of sunlight. She wears a slouchy knit sweater over barely-there shorts, her golden-brown legs kissed by the sun. Her bare feet step lightly on the cobblestone street, a soft anklet glinting as she moves.
2024, you’ve been lovely, but I’ve always been a fan of a grand exit... Enjoy the veiw love...
Model:
FluX
Size:
1728 X 1296
(2.24 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her hair is piled in a messy bun adorned with a few delicate beads and feathers, catching glimmers of sunlight. She wears a slouchy knit sweater over barely-there shorts, her golden-brown legs kissed by the sun. Her bare feet step lightly on the cobblestone street, a soft anklet glinting as she moves.
Prompt: Her sleek bob curves elegantly around her jawline, her crimson lips catching the glow of the evening sun. She wears a button-up shirt tied at her midriff and high-waisted shorts that elongate her legs. Her bare feet tap gently on the ground, the red polish on her toes a striking contrast against the pavement.
Prompt: Her dark curls are piled atop her head, strands falling around her face in an effortlessly sultry way. A loose button-down shirt, unbuttoned just enough to tease, flutters in the arid breeze. Her bronzed legs are lit by the amber glow of the sunset, her bare feet sinking into the warm sand.
Prompt: Her dark curls are piled atop her head, strands falling around her face in an effortlessly sultry way. A loose button-down shirt, unbuttoned just enough to tease, flutters in the arid breeze. Her bronzed legs are lit by the amber glow of the sunset, her bare feet sinking into the warm sand.
Prompt: Her dark curls are piled atop her head, strands falling around her face in an effortlessly sultry way. A loose button-down shirt, unbuttoned just enough to tease, flutters in the arid breeze. Her bronzed legs are lit by the amber glow of the sunset, her bare feet sinking into the warm sand.
Prompt: Her raven-black hair cascades down her back in glossy waves, her delicate features highlighted by the glow of golden hour. A light camisole clings to her form, hinting at her curves. Her legs, smooth and endlessly long, glisten faintly in the sun, and her bare feet are tipped with perfectly polished nails.
Prompt: Her sleek bob curves elegantly around her jawline, her crimson lips catching the glow of the evening sun. She wears a button-up shirt tied at her midriff and high-waisted shorts that elongate her legs. Her bare feet tap gently on the ground, the red polish on her toes a striking contrast against the pavement.
Prompt: a silhouette of a woman's profile merged with Beneath a stormy, ash-colored sky, she stands—a towering, ethereal figure of beauty and sorrow. Her skin shimmers with the hues of life: emerald greens, oceanic blues, and the rich brown of fertile soil. Her hair cascades like waterfalls, streaked with golden sunlight and silvery moonlight, now tangled and dimmed by the weight of her grief.
Tears stream down her cheeks, glistening like raindrops as they fall to the ground, each one birthing rivers that carve through the dry, cracked earth. Her sobs echo as thunder, a mournful lament that shakes the mountains and stirs the restless seas. Around her feet, flowers wilt, their colors fading into the gray, and the once-clear streams muddy and slow.
Her hands reach toward the sky, pleading, her fingertips sparking with remnants of forgotten life. As she cries, the winds howl through barren forests, carrying the faint scent of blossoms long gone. The animals gather at a distance, watching silently, their eyes filled with understanding as the lifeblood of their world trembles in anguish.
The air grows heavy, a tangible sadness enveloping everything, yet even in her despair, there’s a faint glow in her chest—a flickering ember of hope, waiting to be rekindled.
Prompt: A woman who enters the room with an effortless elegance that turns heads yet keeps her mysteries intact. Her gaze is steady, revealing little, but there's an undeniable depth in her eyes—a blend of confidence and hidden warmth that draws people in. Her expression is calm, almost unreadable, but her silence speaks volumes to those who are perceptive enough to notice the quiet intensity beneath.
Prompt: Her raven-black hair cascades down her back in glossy waves, her delicate features highlighted by the glow of golden hour. A light camisole clings to her form, hinting at her curves. Her legs, smooth and endlessly long, glisten faintly in the sun, and her bare feet are tipped with perfectly polished nails.
Prompt: Her dark hair is braided loosely over one shoulder, tiny beads woven in to catch the sunlight. She wears a loose crop top that dances with the breeze, revealing toned abs. Her long legs, dusted with a hint of gold from the sunlight, taper into elegant bare feet, every step radiating grace.
Prompt: Her dark hair is braided loosely over one shoulder, tiny beads woven in to catch the sunlight. She wears a loose crop top that dances with the breeze, revealing toned abs. Her long legs, dusted with a hint of gold from the sunlight, taper into elegant bare feet, every step radiating grace.
Prompt: A headband holds back her wispy bangs, her hair tied in a loose braid trailing down her back. She wears a flowing, oversized sweater that slips slightly off her slender frame. Her long legs glisten faintly in the sunlight, her bare feet resting on the warm bricks of the street.
Prompt: Her curls are wild, pulled into a carefree ponytail with strands rebelliously escaping to frame her freckled face. A cropped tank top and worn denim shorts leave her sun-kissed skin exposed. Her legs are long, and her bare feet, dusted with sand, tell stories of beaches and freedom.
Prompt: Her auburn hair is tied back in a silky scarf, a few strands escaping to frame her flushed cheeks. A deep V-neck blouse exposes her graceful neck and a teasing glimpse of her décolletage. Her toned legs stretch endlessly beneath a flowing skirt, her bare feet adorned with a faint shimmer of sand
Prompt: Her hair cascades down in soft, loose waves, catching the golden sunlight. She wears an oversized silk shirt that drapes seductively off one shoulder, revealing a hint of collarbone. Her toned legs stretch endlessly, the sun highlighting her smooth, radiant skin as she leans casually against a doorway, bare feet brushing the cool pavement.
You can keep pretending... but I see right through your...
Model:
FluX
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Her hair tumbles in soft waves, loosely gathered at the nape of her neck. She wears a thin, off-white sundress that clings to her curves as the sun’s rays filter through the fabric. Her delicate collarbone catches the light, and her long, smooth legs glisten in the evening glow, her bare feet brushing the warm grass beneath her.
I want to go somewhere ... quiet... How bout your place?
Model:
DaVinci2
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: A bustling city street at twilight, the neon lights of signs reflecting off rain-slicked pavement. Cars hum in the distance, and the chatter of nightlife hums softly in the background, but all he can focus on is her.
Prompt: A bustling city street at twilight, the neon lights of signs reflecting off rain-slicked pavement. Cars hum in the distance, and the chatter of nightlife hums softly in the background, but all he can focus on is her.
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
