Prompt: A decaying elven sorceress clad in tattered dark robes, her pale luminous skin covered in glowing veins of golden rot tracing intricate patterns beneath the fabric. Delicate tarnished chains adorned with emerald and ruby jewels drape across her shoulders, catching haunting light. Her eyes burn with fierce intensity, piercing the soul with a predatory gaze, while her dark lips curve into a blasphemous smirk. Subtle streaks of decay and faint traces of ancient battle scars mark her hands and face, blending unnervingly with her eerie beauty. Her cascading molten silver hair shimmers with hints of decay, flowing like liquid metal caught in a ghostly breeze. She stands in a twisted ancient forest with gnarled trees under a blood-red sky. The forest floor is littered with ancient bones and wilted flowers, shrouded in mist illuminated by faint unnatural light. The atmosphere is surreal and biomechanical, inspired by H.R. Giger’s haunting style.
Prompt: Animated portrait of a curvy African-American woman smirking but slightly annoyed, wearing a stylish oversized hoodie with the phrase "Please don’t attack my olfactory senses." printed boldly across the front in white text. Urban sunset background, soft glow. Character style similar to Into the Spider-Verse, richly colored in deep saffron and muted eggplant tones.
Prompt: An eerie, creepy image rendered in vibrant, complementary colors depicting a decaying fae realm. The fae’s beauty is haunted and broken, their glamor rotting away. The artwork uses balanced yet contrasting colors with unsettling details and dark tones.
Prompt: A clumsy dog trying to skateboard down a park path, leaping over picnic baskets, frisbees, and butterflies in exaggerated, bouncy cartoon motion
Prompt: A Black woman with warm sepia skin, a wide nose, and full lips walks barefoot across a glass shore. Her hair is coiled into a crown of copper spirals, and she wears a flowing robe of blue frost and candlelight cream. Behind her, waves of murmur-gray water rise and fall beneath a moon the color of tarnished silver. Faint winds carry petals of antique rose and pale jade across the scene, each one fading into mist before it lands.
Prompt: A beautiful ethereal female elf stands alone beneath a magical starry night, surrounded by drifting snowflakes. Her skin is a delicate blend of warm caramel and frosted pearl, with icy blue undertones that shimmer softly like moonlit ice. A gentle pearlescent glow radiates from within, and a fine dusting of frost sparkles across her shoulders and cheeks. Her dark braided locs curl around her face, adorned with a thin diamond headpiece and caught snowflakes. High prominent cheekbones and a broad, soft-contoured nose glow beneath the starlight. She wears a translucent gown woven from strands of moonlight and ice mist, the fabric shifting with the wind like drifting snow. Behind her rises a frost-kissed forest of silver-barked trees, their branches heavy with icicles and glowing moss. The ground sparkles with untouched snow while faint auroras ripple across the sky. In the distance, the shattered ruins of a sapphire temple lie buried in frost, glowing faintly with ancient runes. Farther still, mountains tipped with starlight loom beyond a glassy, frozen lake that mirrors the constellations above. An astral storm coils through the sky, violet lightning weaving among the stars. Snowflakes hang motionless in the air, suspended in quiet enchantment.
Prompt: A glass staircase spirals into a sky of rusted lavender and ghost blue, where a female figure draped in rose ash and ink jade gazes into a mirror of frozen smoke. Her skin like warm honey, her hair, tight curls softly blowing in the wind. Her reflection has wings made of paper stars, unfolding slowly.
Prompt: Beneath a deepwater sky, a lush forest glows with phosphorescent flowers and moon-slick stones. A lone woman with glowing brown skin and windswept locs steps barefoot across a silver river, the water forming words behind her. Her gown is made of embroidered seafoam, stitched with stories. In her eyes, a storm sleeps. Inspired by underwater frescoes and embroidered fairy tales. Style of Hans Jochem Bakker blended with watercolor-lit realism. Palette: dusk lilac, frost moss, storm opal.
Prompt: In a moonlit, crooked forest sketched in the style of Edward Gorey and Vania Zouravliov, a delicate Black marionette woman stands at the edge of a moss-covered stage carved into the roots of a hollow tree. Her skin is a smooth, deep bronze with golden undertones, the sheen of polished wood layered with faint cracks and carved symbols. Her limbs move with quiet grace, connected by fine silver strings that trail up into the mist. Her gown is made of frayed velvet and torn brocade, plum, indigo, and ash, cinched at the waist with strands of tarnished wire. Her hair is coiled into elaborate natural curls, partially tied with faded ribbons, and her painted mask shows a single knowing eye and a smirk carved deep into her wooden lips. Around her, other abandoned puppets lie collapsed in shadow, faceless and forgotten. The forest breathes with her, trees bowed inward, branches forming twisted cathedral arches. The atmosphere hums with sorrow and strength, part funeral, part ritual. The whole scene evokes the haunting beauty of a forgotten fairytale where the survivor does not break, she bends, and controls the strings now.
Prompt: A forest where the leaves are made of translucent skin-thin quartz, chiming softly in the wind. A traveler with cinnamon-brown skin and hair like burning copper wire carries a staff that sprouts miniature galaxies at its tip. Oil and pastel hybrid style.
Prompt: abstract icon of a woman’s face dissolving into mist, warm gold and muted violet swirls, no hard lines, expression is peaceful, subtle hint of emotion in the eyes, digital oil painting look
Prompt: Elegant woman with light caramel skin and long, tightly coiled, curly locs is standing in a field of glowing wildflowers under a stormy twilight sky, wearing flowing charcoal and plum-toned gown. in the background there is an ancient twisted tree next to a crumbling cottage with glowing windows, nestled in a field of wildflowers, under a full moon and starry cloudy sky, glowing storm clouds, magical atmosphere. bokeh, painterly, surreal, ethereal, intricate, fantasy, many rainbow bubbles, elegant, award winning wallpaper
Prompt: A soft-eyed Black woman stands in a glade of bioluminescent trees, moonlight glistening on her golden-bronze skin. Her tightly coiled locs are adorned with silver feathers and glow-flecked threads, cascading over a gown of layered opalescent silk. She raises her hand, and a stream of tiny stars flows upward from her palm into the twilight. Her expression is calm, otherworldly. Behind her, the forest pulses with quiet magic, luminous flowers bloom, and an ancient tree opens its hollow eye. Inspired by the art of Brian Froud and Stephanie Pui-Mun Law.
Prompt: Amidst a swirling tempest of glowing ash and ember, she strides confidently across cracked plains of smoldering quartz, her figure etched sharply against the storm’s chaos. Her skin is a warm chestnut hue with subtle amber highlights, smooth and radiant. Loose waves of thick hair tumble wildly, dusted with sparkling ash particles. She wears a flowing tunic of deep indigo velvet with ornate embroidery that shimmers faintly in the firelight. Around her, fragmented statues of forgotten gods loom, some crumbled, others fractured but still ominous. This scene evokes the gothic melancholy of Edward Gorey with the intense color and light contrasts of Van Gogh’s nocturnes.
Prompt: A haunting portrait of a frost-covered fae queen, with empty eyes and thorn-like cheekbones, surrounded by swirling midnight wind. Features include shattered ice textures, silver auras, and cold indigo lighting.
Highly detailed, cinematic composition, sharp focus, ethereal energy.
Art by Brian Froud, Zdzisław Beksiński, and Carne Griffiths.
Prompt: A faceless light-skinned Black woman with glowing golden undertones walks across a suspended glass bridge high above a galaxy sky her long curls swept by invisible wind her robe trailing in soft motion a surreal nightscape with lavender stars translucent moons and distant lightning blooms illustrated in dreamy purples and ink-washed nebula tones
Prompt: A beautiful ethereal female elf stands alone beneath a magical starry night, surrounded by drifting snowflakes. Her skin is a delicate blend of warm caramel and frosted pearl, with icy blue undertones that shimmer softly like moonlit ice. A gentle pearlescent glow radiates from within, and a fine dusting of frost sparkles across her shoulders and cheeks. Her dark braided locs curl around her face, adorned with a thin diamond headpiece and caught snowflakes. High prominent cheekbones and a broad, soft-contoured nose glow beneath the starlight. She wears a translucent gown woven from strands of moonlight and ice mist, the fabric shifting with the wind like drifting snow. Behind her rises a frost-kissed forest of silver-barked trees, their branches heavy with icicles and glowing moss. The ground sparkles with untouched snow while faint auroras ripple across the sky. In the distance, the shattered ruins of a sapphire temple lie buried in frost, glowing faintly with ancient runes. Farther still, mountains tipped with starlight loom beyond a glassy, frozen lake that mirrors the constellations above. An astral storm coils through the sky, violet lightning weaving among the stars. Snowflakes hang motionless in the air, suspended in quiet enchantment.
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La Diosa Oscura
(ladiosaoscura)
Member since 2025
Exploring the line between dreams and memory. I make soft chaos and quiet storms. Nothing is ever exactly what it seems.
Artist statement
I don’t create to explain. I create to release. Each image begins with a feeling: a whisper, a wound, a quiet ache that’s hard to name. I chase those fragments, let them shape-shift, and let them speak for themselves. I explore the edge between dreams and memory, emotion and image. Sometimes what emerges is gentle. Sometimes it’s unsettling. But always, it’s honest. Welcome to the stillness between the storms. Take a seat in my beautiful chaos..
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
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