Prompt: A cute yellow cartoon teddy bear, inspired by Lisa Frank with a soft, plush texture, is being dried with a magenta plushie warm towel, elegant female hands are visible at the outside of the towel. Vibrant colors, high detail, cartoon style, full-body view. Inspired by Franz Marc
Silence in the mountains, rocks, lake, teahouse, sunset, gondola, flowering trees,
Model:
DaVinci2
Size:
1192 X 864
(1.03 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Liquid ethereal art of morning mist over a lake amidst mountains, reflections of the blooming apricot tree, gondola, waterfall, minimalist, teahouse in the background, great golden sunset, gondola, stormy clouds, birds at the sky, watercolor, silver/ gold eyecatchers.
Prompt: Evolutionary chart with 21 figures, the first figure being an upright human walking, the next figure is a cybernetically enhanced human with onboard Ai expansions walking with the exact posture/movement. The next 19 figures continue in this trend doubling in evolutionary complexity each time revealing the depth of evolution.
Prompt: A fantastical, ethereal being with delicate, otherworldly features and long, flowing hair that cascades like liquid starlight. Their form is adorned with intricate, iridescent patterns that swirl like cosmic clouds across their skin. They wear an avant-garde, high-fashion dark mage ensemble — a dramatic fusion of traditional kimono silhouettes and couture tailoring, crafted from shimmering fabrics that shift between deep midnight blues, opulent violets, and molten gold. The garment is layered with asymmetrical, sculptural elements, exaggerated collars, and trailing panels that move like shadows in the wind, embroidered with luminous runes and celestial motifs. Horns curve elegantly from their head, entwined with ethereal wisps of light and strands of metallic thread, evoking a regal connection to an ancient mystical realm. In one hand, they cradle a glowing orb pulsing with arcane energy; the other hand extends gracefully, summoning a halo of shimmering light, drifting embers, and fragments of constellations. The background is a breathtaking expanse of stars, swirling galaxies, and radiant nebulae, blending surreal color gradients into an atmosphere that feels both divine and ominous — a vision of cosmic power and high artistry.
Prompt: There is a rainy day in a parklike setting with big old oak trees reflecting from a pond and someone with a red umbrella standing nearby. There are stormy cumulous clouds in the sky. Hand drawn in ink with watercolor added.
Prompt: Ethereal watercolor painting, wet-on-wet style, soft gradients and bleeding colors, blurred details and hazy outlines. Two graceful pink flamingos stand elegantly in pale blue water, their reflections dissolving into the ripples. The background is misty and indistinct, with soft light glowing through a hazy atmosphere. Dreamlike, poetic, and surreal, with gentle shadows and a calm, otherworldly mood.
Prompt: October 12th, 1898.
The Old Girl’s bones are groaning tonight. Thirty years I’ve kept her lamps lit, felt her pulse through the spiral stairs, weathered gales that’d strip paint from iron… but this? This storm’s a different beast. A mad, roaring bastard clawing at the rock since yesterday’s dusk.
It ain’t just the wind – though God knows it screams like a thousand lost souls down the chimney, rattling the very plates in the cupboard. It’s the sea. Never seen water climb like this. Great black mountains heaving themselves against the cliffs, exploding into the sky higher than the lantern room itself. The whole tower shudders with each impact, a deep, sickening thud you feel in your teeth, followed by the deluge – salt spray like gunfire against the thick glass, even up here.
The light… keeping her steady is near killing me. The mechanism whines against the unnatural strain, the gale trying to wrench the lens off its track. Every half-hour, fighting my way down to the service room feels like a war. Leaning into the wind just to stay upright on the catwalk, soaked to the skin in seconds despite the oilskins. Hands raw from hauling fuel, ears ringing constant.
Down in the cottage, the sound… it’s not just noise. It’s a pressure, like the island itself is drowning. The stink of salt and wet stone, the kerosene clinging to everything. Found myself shouting at the kettle just to hear my own voice. Remember ’68? A squall compared to this. This feels… sentient. Hungry. Saw the wreck of the Marianne flash in my mind earlier – saw her bones in the white water churning below the point. Prayed no poor souls are out there tonight. Prayed the light cuts through this filthy murk.
Back up top now. Lamp’s holding. Brass fittings weeping condensation. Hands trembling – age or fear, hard to tell. Glanced at Bella’s old chair. Could have sworn I saw her face in the salt-streaked glass for a second, pale and worried. Told her, silent-like: “Still standing, love. Light’s still burning.”
But Christ Almighty… this storm. It feels like the end of the world trying to batter down our door. Hope dawn finds the island still here. Hope the light was enough. – Silas Crowe
Prompt: A surrealist dreamscape, blending the visionary acrylic art styles of Patrick Woodroffe and Alexander Jansson, within a luminous, cracked open crystalline geode glass apple, its entirety visible in the image. The apple's edges shimmer with a warm, golden glow, adorned with organic, twisted tendrils that evoke a sense of mystical growth. A diminutive, yet vibrant New York Cityscape unfolds within the apple's hollow, as if the metropolis itself has been transported to a realm of wonder. A statuesque, high-fashion model, clad in a flowing, avant-garde ensemble, strides confidently into the apple's interior on a sleek, serpentine catwalk, a stylish suitcase in hand. The atmosphere is set against a celestial, star-studded night sky, with diaphanous clouds drifting across the heavens, imbuing the scene with an air of spiritual enchantment and otherworldly magic. By Susanne.
Prompt: Patchwork by Joan Miró, Van Gogh, Zdzislaw Beksinski, Kazuhiko Nakamura, Volumetric Decoupage, Dream up Dimensional Decoupage, Think of a textured mechanical metropolis, with bronze houses and silver tree lined streets, wind up stitch dolls walking through the streets along with mechanical animals, in the background a steam river decorated with crystal elements, detailed lanscape line drawing. Steampunk Impressionism, Pop surrealism masterpiece. Mixed media of Oil paints and Fine grains texture paste with the addition of small balls of glass, mica, pumice, sand to the mixture, Water-soluble tinting ink, Multilayered, Retro, Vintage, Theatrical mystique, shadow ink, magical, chiaroscuro, moody, Unreal Engine, glossy, gothic fantasy, whimsical, Whimsical lighting, intricate, beautiful, fantastic view,
Prompt: Surrealism- A woman stands at the edge of a vast obsidian plain, under an alien sky that pulses in weird geometrical waves.
She sees an alien presence shaped like an equation in motion, surrounded by lattices of color.
Fight for the end of the 6x1 work schedule - Brazi
Model:
FluX
Size:
1536 X 1536
(2.36 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: um gato vagabundo está encostado em um bar em um boteco do Rio de Janeiro em uma noite enluarada, ele está embriagado, camisa aberta, roupas desgastadas, olheiras, fumando um cigarro que lhe cai a boca. A figura do gato que se vê na sombra é engraçada pois parece sair de quadrinhos infantis, traços que contornam bem o desenho do gatuno em uma figura de pé com roupas humanas, e a face de um gato bebum, com uma cartola e pernas cambaleantes. Nas paredes do bar deteriorado pelo tempo e pela maresia, cartazes de promoções e nos postes de luz que iluminam a rua, refletem toda a iluminação que dão vida a imagem incrivelmente elaborada, uma obra de arte pintada com tinta e muito bem contornada com traços precisos e finos, tons coloridos, porem obedecendo a pouca luminosidade pois é noite!!!
Prompt: The black cat is on top of her head, angry and shivering, the woman's face is very angry, she is very angry, it looks like she has become a braggart. The outfit is a giant robe, focus on the expressions of the cat and the woman, with wide eyes and face, big and disheveled hair.
Prompt: A pencil and charcoal sketch of a demonic Halloween fairy old woman, Mucha inspired emotional nature ephemeral sculptures of Andy Goldsworthy, tiny human form, essence captured as if created by surrealist photographer Noel S Osvald rendered in bright ombre colors, mixed with influences by John Bauer and Tim Burton, faded dark grey background, minimalistic art, with details that reflect advanced rendering techniques that push the drawing's realism even further
Prompt: You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away, Jean-Baptiste Monge
Prompt: James Stewart, relaxing and smoking a fat reefer.
Hyper Eldritch, a little gothic and mega Lovecraftian.
High-out-of-their-mind aesthetic. 10/10 scary please xxx.
Have a crack at subtle, human-like discretion here - no generic AI garbage.
In the style of Dave McKean and William Blake.
Ensure all significant elements are fully within the boundaries.
A maximalist composition.
Prompt: On the storm-tossed deck of a sea-worn galleon, a lone war-mage plants his flaming sword point-down, the weapon burning so fiercely that it scorches a perfect circle into the timbers beneath his boots. The circle is not ornament—it is the seal of command, a blazing covenant against chaos. He stands at its center, one gauntleted hand locked on the hilt, the other arm flung upward in invocation, palm ablaze with sorcerous fire. From his gesture surge spectral leviathans of light—serpents, drakes, and abyssal phantoms writhed from the sea’s own fury—now bound to his will. They coil skyward like burning banners, their translucent bodies shimmering with lightning, their eyes blazing as if to await orders.
Around him, the galleon groans and shudders. Ocean waves rise in black towers, their crests shredded into foam by gales. Rigging lashes like serpents in the wind; carved dragonwork on the railing glares with molten highlights as though it, too, were alive. Overhead, the gibbous sun hammers through a ragged veil of stormclouds, bleaching the sky in cold fire, backlighting the spectral host in godlike radiance. The whole scene vibrates with dual tension: the ship nearly swallowed by tempest, yet exalted by summoned dominion.
His figure is cruciform in power: feet braced against the rolling deck, shoulders squared, his stance unyielding as the ship pitches and sways. The flames wreathing him spit sparks into the gale, arcs leaping to the rigging. His sword is both anchor and channel, binding him to the deck even as the world convulses around him. The circle of fire does not flicker—it roars, marking him as sovereign amid chaos.
This is not a man beset by storm, nor a supplicant begging aid. This is command incarnate—one soul defying ocean, sky, and storm to bend their wrath into allegiance. The sea rages, the spirits whirl, the ship screams under strain—but he is the fulcrum. In this instant he is not mere mortal, but Fire Lord: master of storm and specter alike.
--mod heroic framing, --mod stylized realism, --mod vivid depth, --mod ultra focus, --mod contrast lock, --mod lighting kinetic, --mod energy saturation, --mod flaming circle seal, --mod spectral leviathan spirits, --mod storm-tossed galleon deck, --mod sun halo backlight, --mod ember arc sparks, --mod ocean wave black towers, --mod dragonwork railing glow
Prompt: Mixed media artwork: Alcohol ink, watercolor and gold dust. Fluid and organic style. Autumn landscape in blues and purples. Soft, blended gradients, subtle textures, best quality.
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.