Prompt: On a wide open plain at golden hour, a stunning woman stands beside a majestic black stallion. The wind rushes through tall grass as the sky glows with a warm, amber sunset. She wears your signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, now reimagined in deep brown suede and golden leather, with braided fringe and hand-stitched tribal embroidery. Her long coat flows like a rider’s cape—soft, dusty, with wild horse patterns embroidered along the edges.
Her skin is sun-kissed, lightly dusted with earth, and her body bears elegant tattoos: running horses across her ribs, feathers and stars along her thigh. Her legs are strong and grounded in knee-high riding boots, worn but beautiful, laced with leather cords. Her hair is long, wild, and windblown — chestnut with soft golden strands braided with horse beads and feathers.
She gently grips the reins of the horse, who stands tall and calm beside her — muscles tense, mane flowing. They share a bond: no saddle, no fear. Her hand rests on its neck like she belongs to the wild. She gazes toward the horizon, eyes filled with freedom, defiance, and strength. Behind them, the world is open — endless skies, roaming dust, and a silent promise: they’re going somewhere no one else dares.
She’s not a rider.
She’s a legend that runs with the wind.
Full-body 9:16 vertical frame. Hyper-realistic.
Color palette: warm brown, sunset gold, soft black, dusty rose.
Mood: wild, free, earthy, cinematic Western elegance.
Background: open plains, tall grass, glowing horizon, distant mountains.
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Prompt: Three beautiful fashion models standing in a futuristic showroom with neon lighting, promoting a luxury smartphone. All wear stylish versions of lace bustier and micro bikini bottoms, designed with tech fabrics and glowing accents.
Model 1: Asian descent, sleek white and chrome outfit, silver bob haircut, calm and graceful, holding the phone with light projection.
Model 2: African descent, matte black and neon orange outfit, braided high ponytail, fierce expression, taking a selfie, digital UI glowing.
Model 3: South Asian descent, deep red and gold outfit, long wavy hair with gold streaks, holding phone behind her with confident look.
All three wear futuristic heels and custom long coats that flow with light. The background glows with holographic phone features, brand slogans, and digital shimmer. Powerful, diverse, modern, luxury-tech campaign vibe. Hyper-realistic 9:16 full-body portrait. RY
Prompt: A surreal, abstract painting of a lone female silhouette half-sunken into a mystical, decaying swamp, symbolizing the human mind overwhelmed by depression and anxiety. The environment is dark, wet, and richly textured with thick impasto oil paints and heavy brushstrokes. Shadows in twisted, dripping forms coil around the trees and the figure like thoughts—silent, heavy, formless fears. The color palette is muted moss green, blackened indigo, and earthy rust tones, with flickers of soft light filtering through the mist, suggesting distant hope. Style fusion of Louis Royot’s melancholic realism, Richard Berlett’s expressive impasto textures, and Louis Jover’s poetic abstraction. A dreamlike atmosphere of drowning silence, tension, and stillness — the swamp as a metaphor for the inner emotional battlefield.
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Prompt: In a warm, softly lit vineyard lounge or terrace at golden hour, a stunning woman stands beside a marble table with a single dark wine bottle placed on it. She wears your signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, now reimagined in deep burgundy velvet and black lace, like aged wine poured over silk. Her long coat is a flowing crimson satin robe, open and elegant, with floral embroidery along the edges, swaying gently with the breeze.
Her skin glows with golden undertones, reflecting the sunset. Her long, wavy hair is dark wine-red, cascading over her shoulders with subtle curls. A delicate wine glass is held in one hand, half full, glowing slightly in the light. Her nails are perfectly manicured—deep red. Her lips match, soft and glossy. Her eyes: half-lidded, confident, mysterious.
Behind her: rustic barrels, vines, soft bokeh lighting from string lights above. Grape leaves drift through the breeze. The bottle beside her is sleek—black glass with a golden label, condensation sliding down the side. Her hand hovers just over it like she’s offering the viewer a taste.
She doesn’t speak.
She just raises the glass, looks at the camera, and smiles faintly—
inviting you into temptation.
Full-body 9:16 vertical frame. Hyper-realistic.
Color palette: burgundy, wine red, gold, black, soft beige.
Mood: sensual, rich, warm, luxurious.
Style: high-fashion meets vineyard elegance. RY
Prompt: A stunning real-life reinterpretation of Meg Griffin from Family Guy, reimagined as a high-fashion model in a bold, modern editorial style. She keeps key elements of her original look — medium-length dark brown hair, now styled into glossy layered waves with pink highlights, and her signature pink beanie, now transformed into a silky designer beret with jeweled pins. Her round glasses remain, but now they’re sleek, gold-framed luxury eyewear, adding a sharp edge to her once-awkward vibe.
She wears your signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, this time reimagined in hot pink and soft blush mesh, with silver threading and crushed velvet texture — inspired by her cartoon pink shirt and jeans, but elevated to pure runway elegance. Her long coat is styled like a satin bomber jacket, open at the front, featuring soft cartoon embroidery on the sleeves (subtle clouds, birds, and stars), paying homage to her misunderstood, dreamy personality.
Her body language is confident, unapologetic — one hand pushing up her glasses, the other resting on her hip. Her nails are neon pink, and her lips wear a glossy cherry tone. Her legs are long and strong in white platform boots with playful edge. Her skin glows with a soft rose tone, framed by moody, dramatic lighting.
She stands in a hyper-realistic version of the Griffin living room, now styled like an art-deco loft — cozy, but stylized with fashion-mag detail: a velvet couch, retro TV, and cartoon-inspired furniture retextured in luxe wood and suede.
Her expression: not desperate, not invisible.
But reborn — and aware of every eye now glued to her.
Full-body 9:16 vertical frame. Hyper-realistic cartoon-to-runway translation.
Color palette: hot pink, soft brown, blush rose, cream white, gold.
Mood: bold, unapologetic, playful rebellion.
Vibe: “You ignored her. Now she’s your obsession.”
Prompt: A mysterious, abstract woman with flowing, dreamlike hair stands alone at the heart of a surreal mountainscape—her figure both delicate and spectral. Her silhouette dissolves into the peaks and mist, as if the landscape breathes through her. Around her, geometric fragments of color pulse like forgotten memories—echoes of Mondrian’s order clashing gently with the emotional curves of Egon Schiele. Her gaze is distant yet intimate, a silent whisper from another realm. The atmosphere blends the whimsical melancholy of Daria Petrilli and Gabriel Pacheco, brushed with the visionary dream-colors of Odilon Redon. A painting of absence and presence, longing and stillness—where the mountain is her soul, and the sky, her forgotten name. - RY
Prompt: Under the blazing twin suns of a forgotten world, a fierce and seductive warrior walks a winding road carved into sheer rock cliffs. Jagged mountains rise like the broken spines of giants, casting long shadows across the canyon path. She wears your signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, now reimagined in rock-dust gray and scorched bronze, smudged with dirt and cracked with the sun’s fury. Her long coat flows behind her like torn banners—faded beige with frayed edges, lined with tribal markings, rust stains, and the red of ancient battles.
Her skin is sun-kissed and worn—marked with survival scars, freckles, and black ink tribal tattoos coiling across her shoulder, ribs, and thighs. Her right leg bears a rugged mechanical brace, etched with sharp mountain symbols and a scorpion insignia. Down her spine, a cyber-scorpion tattoo glows faint red, its segmented tail curving with each step.
Her hair is rough and windblown—black and sun-bleached, braided with fragments of bone, bullet casings, and copper wire. She wears combat boots reinforced with metal, leather wraps tied for grip on dangerous terrain. A curved blade is strapped to her thigh, and a sawed-off plasma pistol rests at her hip. One eye glows faintly—an ancient optic lens cracked from war but still scanning every cliff.
Rockslides smolder in the distance. Old broken machines rust along the mountain edge—memories of a dead war. Birds of prey circle above.
Her silhouette is a ghost in the shimmering heat.
She doesn’t stop. She doesn’t look back.
She is the vengeance of the cliffs—its myth, its shadow, and its silent wrath.
Full-body 9:16 vertical frame. Hyper-realistic.
Color palette: gray rock, bronze, rust red, ash, sun flare.
Mood: raw, cinematic, wind-blasted, dry survival fashion.
Vibe: Mad Max meets ancient mountain prophecy.
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Prompt: Inside a sleek, glass-walled executive office high above the city skyline, a stunning woman stands behind a modern black desk or leans confidently against it. She wears your signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, now elevated in sharp charcoal gray and black pinstripe — tailored with luxury fabrics, business glam fusion. A fitted blazer coat flows behind her, shoulders structured, sleeves rolled just enough to reveal a silver watch and power rings.
Her long coat is open, revealing her figure and control. Her legs are strong and poised in stiletto heels, her thigh subtly tattooed with delicate art peeking out from the slit of her mini pencil-cut skirt overlay. Her makeup is flawless — smoky eyes, bold red lips, and highlighter that says I own the room. Her hair is pulled into a sleek high ponytail or power bun, perfectly in place but effortlessly elegant.
She holds a digital tablet in one hand, flipping through million-dollar deals. On the desk: a black leather notebook, a branded pen, and a half-empty espresso cup. Behind her: the city skyline burns golden under the setting sun.
Her expression? Calm. Dominant. Not smiling.
She doesn’t ask. She orders.
She doesn’t fire people. She erases problems.
Full-body 9:16 vertical frame. Ultra-realistic cinematic office lighting.
Color palette: black, gray, silver, red.
Mood: powerful, intimidating, magnetic.
Vibe: “She’s the reason the stock price went up — and your heartbeat.”
Prompt: In the dim, industrial arena of Squid Game, lit by harsh fluorescent lights and security cameras, a breathtaking woman stands tall. She wears your signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, now reimagined as a rebellious take on the Squid Game uniform — colored in deep red and matte black, detailed with player stripes, triangle/square patches, and mesh battlewear material.
Her long coat is stylized as a modified guard uniform trench, open and flowing, with tactical straps, reflective piping, and blood-red embroidery — bearing the number 067 stitched in worn thread over her chest. Her high boots are rubber-treaded and survival-ready, but heel-shaped for style.
Her hair is black with blood-red streaks, cut in jagged layers like she cut it herself with a razor. One side of her face is bruised but beautiful — fierce eyes lined with dark makeup. Her expression? Cold. Sharp. Calculating.
She’s not playing the game.
She’s rewriting it.
In one hand, she holds a folded invitation card, the pink circle visible. In the other? A guard’s triangle mask — cracked.
At her feet: marbles, a trail of red sugar dust, and a half-smashed Dalgona candy with a perfectly intact star still glowing in the center.
Behind her: chaos — players running, a masked guard watching, and the game’s iconic staircase winding up into the shadows.
Full-body 9:16 vertical frame. Hyper-realistic cinematic style.
Color palette: Squid Game red, dark gray, blood black, muted lights.
Mood: dangerous, cinematic, rebellious, high-fashion dystopia.
Vibe: She’s the one they can’t eliminate — because she’s already won.
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Prompt: Emerging from a pool of shimmering silver metal under moonlight, a terrifyingly beautiful woman rises, formed entirely from intelligent liquid alloy. Her body seamlessly shifts between smooth curves and sharp weapons. She solidifies into your signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, but now made entirely from morphing silver chrome, constantly flowing like oil-slicked mercury. Her coat appears behind her, forming from liquid strands—glossy, reflective, ever-changing, shaped from her own body.
Her face is flawless and unnerving—too perfect. Her silver skin reflects the burning city around her. Her long liquid hair flows in sculpted strands of molten steel, drifting like smoke but cutting like blades. Across her arms and back, flowing cyber-runes and shifting barcodes move beneath the surface—her programming language is alive on her body. Her limbs morph as needed—her fingers elongate into blades or lock-picks. One moment she's elegant, the next, her legs are sharpened into stabbing spears as she runs full speed across cracked glass. Her eyes glow a cool white-blue—emotionless, scanning. Around her, chaos. She walks through bullet fire—melting, splitting, reforming. Every step sends tiny ripples through her body like liquid thunder. She can be anyone. But she chooses this form:
Deadly beauty. Weaponized elegance. Supreme predator.
Full-body 9:16. Hyper-realistic, cinematic. Color palette: liquid silver, icy blue glow, black shadows, chrome reflections. Style: dystopian killer elegance, unstoppable and graceful. R Y
Prompt: Inside a moody, stylish tattoo studio, a stunning woman sits confidently at her custom-designed artist’s table. The desk is covered in inks, sketches, gloves, stencil sheets, and tattoo machines glowing softly under a warm desk lamp. She wears your signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, now styled in ink-black leather and charcoal lace, with tattoo motifs like skulls, dragons, and roses subtly stitched into the fabric.
Her long coat has been transformed into a tattoo smock, sleeveless and slightly oversized, with rolled-up sleeves and ink stains across the hem. It flows off one shoulder casually, exposing a full tattoo sleeve on one arm—swirling koi fish, serpents, roses, sacred symbols. Her legs are tattooed too, visible from thigh to shin: vines, daggers, stars, and sacred geometry.
She sits on a leather stool with one leg up on the table, casually sketching a new design on a digital tablet. Her eyes are sharp, artistic, and a little dangerous. Her long hair is dyed purple and silver, tied up messily with a tattoo gun clip tucked into it like a hairpin. She wears black gloves on one hand, the other bare, fingers stained with ink.
Behind her: shelves of ink bottles, vintage flash designs pinned to walls, neon signs glowing softly — “Inked by Fire” or “Pain is Art.”
Her vibe: creative chaos, precision, raw sensual energy.
She’s not just creating tattoos.
She’s building legends.
Full-body or seated 9:16 vertical portrait. Hyper-realistic, dark modern aesthetic.
Color palette: black, gray, deep plum, soft amber light.
Mood: intense, cool, edgy, creative.
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Prompt: Create A surreal, symbolic painting of a solitary female silhouette fading into a mystical, ancient swamp landscape, done in heavy impasto technique with thick, dripping oil strokes. Surrounding the figure are abstract, dark shadowy forms representing depression, anxiety, and stress — haunting but beautiful. The style blends the emotional expressionism of Louis Royot, the textured depth of Richard Berlett, and the poetic abstraction of Louis Jover. The background is dreamlike and richly textured, glowing with rays of serene luminism cutting through fog and vines. A dreamy atmosphere of quiet despair and silent resilience, with deeply emotional brushstrokes. Shadows twist through the trees like thoughts lost in the mind.
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Prompt: “The Defiant Sketch” — Edward Burne-Jones x Sci-Fi Narrative Fusion
In a softly glowing atelier, bathed in the surreal, stained-glass light of a twilight that never fades, a Victorian-style humanoid robot sits gracefully on an antique wooden chair. Its brass and silver joints gleam like polished ivy leaves in the candlelight, and from its delicate metal fingertips, it sketches with uncanny precision on parchment — the portrait of a mysteriously beautiful young girl, her expression calm and timeless, eyes closed as if dreaming.
The art itself glows faintly with a mystical aura, as though the girl on the paper is alive, painted not with graphite but with memory, longing, and code.
Standing in the shadows — crimson-faced with rage — is a 65-year-old German woman, dressed in a sharp, old-world blouse and dark wool skirt, like a headmistress from a lost era. She leans forward, pointing accusingly, her mouth open mid-scream, declaring:
> "Das darfst du nicht zeichnen! You can't draw that thing!"
Her voice shatters the fragile silence, filled with the bitterness of fear, perhaps jealousy, perhaps history.
Mood/Lighting: Ethereal, soft-focus dreamlight (think golden dusk in a cathedral).
Color Palette: Muted golds, dusty rose, forest greens, parchment yellows.
Inspiration: Edward Burne-Jones’ Pre-Raphaelite compositions + Studio Ghibli’s quiet magic + slight cyberpunk realism.
Emotion: Melancholy, beauty, resistance, and poetic sadness.
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Prompt: A beautiful woman walks slowly through a quiet park during a light rain. Puddles reflect the glowing streetlamps and gentle raindrops ripple across the path. She wears a romantic version of your signature outfit: a lace bustier and pearl-detailed bikini bottom, now in soft muted colors—misty lavender and pale gray, layered under a transparent raincoat that flows gently in the breeze.
Her long coat is sheer, like a veil, dotted with tiny droplets. Her boots are sleek and knee-high, glossy and wet from the walk. Her hair is dark and slightly damp, sticking softly to her cheeks. A small umbrella rests closed in one hand—she doesn’t need it. She enjoys the rain. The background: a tree-lined path, raindrops falling on leaves, puddles glowing from distant lamps. Light fog drifts through the air. Her expression is calm, thoughtful. A soft smile as if remembering something important.
She’s not in a rush.
She’s not waiting for anyone.
She walks because the rain understands her. Full-body 9:16, hyper-realistic, cinematic mood. Color palette: gray, mist, lavender, soft green. Vibe: peaceful, poetic, elegant, rainy beauty in a public park. RY
Prompt: In the middle of a stormy sea, aboard a monstrous black-and-gold pirate ship, a stunning pirate queen stands tall on the helm. She wears your signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, now stylized with tattered crimson lace, golden coins sewn into the sides, and black leather accents, stained with rum and battle. Her long coat has transformed into a high-slit pirate captain’s cloak, with baroque embroidery, gold epaulettes, and sea-worn texture.
Her skin glows warm from the sun, speckled with salt and mischief. Her long, windblown hair is dark chestnut with gold streaks, braided with tiny bones, doubloons, and pearls. She wears a torn tricorn hat, tilted with pride. Around her waist: a leather belt packed with throwing daggers, keys to cursed treasure chests, and a flintlock pistol with glowing runes.
One arm bears a tattoo of a kraken curling up her bicep, the other wears bangles made from the teeth of rival captains. Her boots are thigh-high and slashed, soaked in seawater and rebel charm. Lightning cracks behind her, lighting up a ghost ship on the horizon.
Her expression? A daring smile. A warning.
She’s not after treasure.
She is the treasure.
Full-body 9:16. Hyper-realistic, dark fantasy pirate aesthetic. Color palette: black, crimson, gold, sea green, storm gray. Background: pirate ship deck, raging sea, storm clouds, fluttering sails, and flying embers from cannon fire. RY
Prompt: Emerging from a pool of shimmering silver metal under moonlight, a terrifyingly beautiful woman rises, formed entirely from intelligent liquid alloy. Her body seamlessly shifts between smooth curves and sharp weapons. She solidifies into your signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, but now made entirely from morphing silver chrome, constantly flowing like oil-slicked mercury. Her coat appears behind her, forming from liquid strands—glossy, reflective, ever-changing, shaped from her own body.
Her face is flawless and unnerving—too perfect. Her silver skin reflects the burning city around her. Her long liquid hair flows in sculpted strands of molten steel, drifting like smoke but cutting like blades. Across her arms and back, flowing cyber-runes and shifting barcodes move beneath the surface—her programming language is alive on her body. Her limbs morph as needed—her fingers elongate into blades or lock-picks. One moment she's elegant, the next, her legs are sharpened into stabbing spears as she runs full speed across cracked glass. Her eyes glow a cool white-blue—emotionless, scanning. Around her, chaos. She walks through bullet fire—melting, splitting, reforming. Every step sends tiny ripples through her body like liquid thunder. She can be anyone. But she chooses this form:
Deadly beauty. Weaponized elegance. Supreme predator.
Full-body 9:16. Hyper-realistic, cinematic. Color palette: liquid silver, icy blue glow, black shadows, chrome reflections. Style: dystopian killer elegance, unstoppable and graceful. R Y
Prompt: A 65-year-old angry German woman stands in a dreamlike, gothic Victorian room. She points directly at the viewer, mouth open in a furious yell, face twisted with disbelief, outrage, and panic. Her posture is rigid, controlling — one hand raised in accusation, the other clenched in fear. Her clothes are strict: a dark high-collared blouse, long wool skirt, hair tightly pinned. Her expression shows she feels power slipping away.
Behind her, fragments of torn art and fading ideas.
Her scream seems to echo in a world that’s already moved on.
She’s no longer in control — just a remnant shouting at the tide.
(((A fusion of Edward Burne-Jones’ symbolic Pre-Raphaelite dreamscapes, James Tissot’s emotional realism, and Odd Nerdrum’s dark psychological classicism, portraying a dramatic, emotionally intense older woman yelling at the viewer in an authoritarian stance, Victorian gothic setting, heavy candlelit shadows, surreal atmosphere, cinematic lighting, symbolic storytelling)))
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Prompt: Two intertwined human silhouettes symbolizing deep emotional connection and vulnerability. Their forms delicately merge and overlap, expressing love, memory, and unspoken intimacy. Set against a backdrop evoking the tactile warmth of aged, textured parchment. The artwork features a sophisticated duotone palette of sepia and indigo, blending nostalgia with quiet depth. Rendered in digital painting with ultra-fine detailing, soft gradients, and a gentle vignette that draws focus inward. The overall composition feels timeless—intimate, soulful, and hauntingly beautiful. Ry.
Prompt: An ethereal, otherworldly figure—part spirit, part dream—emerges under a twilight sky, her iridescent wings shimmering like liquid starlight. Cloaked in the delicate grace of Art Nouveau elegance, she floats amidst a surreal and moody landscape that bends time and memory. Her presence feels whispered from forgotten myths—soft yet powerful, mysterious yet radiant. Painted in flowing layers of watercolor and ink, the scene dances with intricate textures and inlayed symbols, as if each brushstroke is a secret waiting to be discovered. Inspired by the romantic fantasy of Florence Harrison, the fashion shadows of Lillian Bassman, the surreal moods of Martin Ansin and Karol Bak, and the poetic melancholy of Jamie Heiden and Caia Koopman. Rich in detail, bursting with deep color tones—crimson dusk, indigo mist, gold dust. An exquisitely detailed single-frame dream, filled with movement and emotion, rendered in the expressive styles of Robert Hagan, Pol Ledent, and the layered material magic of Justin Gaffrey and Valerie Hegarty. A fantasy suspended in time—beautiful, haunting, infinite. - RY
Prompt: A nearly-nude, ethereal winter goddess sits cross-legged on the frozen ground, cloaked in a sheer, sensual bridal gown—torn and tattered by time and torment. Her delicate figure radiates both divinity and vulnerability, her pale skin kissed by frost and sorrow. Her eyes, filled with confusion, frustration, and silent pain, stare directly at the viewer—as if pleading for a forgotten memory. Snowflakes drift around her like fragments of lost dreams. Imprisoned by unseen forces, her stillness feels eternal. The scene is captured in an abstract oil-on-canvas style—textured with dramatic palette knife strokes, infused with the surreal melancholy of Zdzislaw Beksinski, the vibrant emotional landscapes of Scott Naismith, the haunted beauty of Yossi Kotler, and the swirling madness of Van Gogh. -RY
Prompt: silhouette of woman in booties art, vintage fashion, modern posters, in the style of duotone, glamorous pin-ups, flickr, animecore, hip hop influenced, animated gifs, poolcore --ar .RY
Prompt: In a smoldering battlefield lit by lightning and burning wreckage, a fierce and flawless female terminator walks through the smoke. She wears your signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, now armored in gunmetal black and polished chrome, with glowing red trim. Her long coat is tactical—made of reinforced mesh and liquid metal threads, swaying like steel silk in the wind.
Her body is sleek and muscular but feminine, with synthetic skin partially torn to reveal a glowing endoskeleton beneath. One arm is fully exposed—solid chrome with piston fingers and glowing red pulse nodes. Her spine glows faintly through a mesh tattoo of circuits running down her back. Across her thighs and ribs, digital tattoos show her combat model code: T-800-VIXEN.07.
Her face is stunning—one red cyber-eye glows like a scope lens, the other natural and haunting. Her lips are dark, and her expression unreadable. Long black hair with metallic strands blows in the wind, styled sleek and dangerous. In one hand, she carries a plasma rifle. In the other? A crushed drone head. R Y .
Explosions light the background. Wrecked cars. Collapsed towers. Smoke and sparks. She walks through it all—unbothered. Calm. Cold. Perfect.
She’s not the protector.
She’s not the villain.
She’s the last thing they see.
Full-body 9:16 frame. Hyper-realistic dystopian sci-fi style. Color palette: chrome silver, black, red glow, battle smoke. Detail: sparks, smoke, torn metal, futuristic lens flares. She is the apex weapon... and a fashion icon.
Prompt: A radiant woman walks through a glowing garden of oversized strawberries, rose-pink mist swirling at her feet. The sky above her is soft magenta, with floating candy-petal leaves drifting around her. She wears your signature outfit: a lace bustier and pearl-detailed micro bikini bottom, now colored in vivid strawberry red with soft pink accents, glistening like it was stitched from sugar-glazed silk and ripe fruit skin. Her coat flows behind her in translucent pink satin, textured like soft berry flesh, lined with silver threads that sparkle like crushed ice.
Her skin is luminous, with a glowing peach-pink tone. Her hair is long and flowing—rose gold and pastel pink, braided with tiny sugar pearls and strawberry blossoms. Her tattoos bloom along her curves—vines, tiny berries, petals, and curling floral glyphs that shine when the light hits just right.
She walks barefoot across the creamy whipped ground, each step making berry vines blossom behind her. The air around her smells of sweet temptation and floral magic. Birds made of spun sugar sing softly in the background. She rules not with fear—but desire. One bite, and you’ll never want to leave.
In her hand: a glowing strawberry scepter, its core pulsing like a living heart. When she speaks, the world softens. When she smiles, kingdoms fall. R y .
Full-body 9:16. Hyper-realistic fantasy surrealism. Color palette: strawberry red, rose pink, cream white, silver sparkle. Gentle lighting, soft haze, edible paradise around her. A goddess of taste, beauty, and control.
Prompt: A divine feminine entity composed of shimmering constellations, swirling galaxies, radiant supernovae, and pulsating neutron stars. Her semi-transparent celestial form merges seamlessly with the fabric of the universe. At the heart of her chest, the radiant explosion of the Big Bang pulses with primordial light—creation itself echoing from within. Her hair flows infinitely in every direction, luminous strands of photon beams cascading like solar winds through the void. Her breasts are majestic spirals, formed by the Milky Way, nurturing starscapes and cradling cosmic life. She embodies the oneness of existence—an ethereal cosmic spirit in harmonious unity with time, space, and stardust. - RY
Prompt: In a surreal, glossy world sculpted entirely from chocolate, a seductive and powerful queen walks across a melted riverbank of dark cocoa. Giant truffles, caramel waterfalls, and sugar-crystal mountains rise around her. She wears her signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, now crafted from dark chocolate lace and soft milk-chocolate pearls, glistening slightly as if freshly tempered. Her coat flows behind her in swirling cocoa silk, dripping with slow-moving fudge, but never touching the ground.
Her skin glows with a golden-caramel sheen, flawless and edible in appearance. Her long hair flows in rich waves of molten mocha and hazelnut blonde, streaked with golden sugar dust. Her tattoos are inked in deep cocoa—baroque swirls, cocoa pods, and alchemical sugar sigils. Her eyes are deep, glossy brown with a fleck of golden toffee fire. R Y .
She holds a glowing, enchanted lollipop staff—one swirl controls desire, the other controls madness. Wherever she steps, the ground caramelizes. Statues of suitors—once men, now sweet chocolate forms—melt slowly behind her in worship.
Her smile is slow. Her hunger is infinite. She’s not here to satisfy your craving.
She is the craving.
Full-body, 9:16. Hyper-detailed surreal realism. Colors: rich browns, gold, cream, soft pinks. Soft ambient glow. Dripping, edible beauty meets royal attitude. She is dessert turned divine.
Prompt: Create a deeply evocative watercolor illustration portraying a young woman with shoulder-length black hair, elegantly styled into two braids. She gazes at her own reflection in a mirror, where she appears adorned with a delicately draped headscarf, symbolizing a quiet moment of introspection and transformation. The artwork is rich in expressive details, with fluid brushstrokes and an ethereal blending of colors that evoke emotion and depth. Instead of sepia and yellow tones, the color palette shifts to a harmonious fusion of deep indigo, muted teal, warm copper, and hints of ivory, creating a contrast between mystery and serenity. The interplay of light and shadow adds a dreamlike quality, as if the reflection holds a hidden story beyond the glass. Inspired by the works of J.W. Waterhouse and Carne Griffiths, the composition carries a sense of nostalgia and poetic beauty, where delicate ink-like accents merge seamlessly with soft, flowing pigments. The result is a piece that captures not only a likeness but also a profound narrative of self-perception and quiet strength.
Prompt: A fierce and graceful Sri Lankan female cyberpunk bounty hunter stands tall in a neon-lit, rain-soaked Colombo alley. Behind her, the Lotus Tower glows in radiant purples and emerald greens, piercing the night sky like a digital lotus blooming in the storm. Her skin is a luminous warm brown with soft ivory undertones, glowing under flickering neon signs written in Sinhala. She wears a high-tech lace bustier and pearl-detailed bikini bottom fused with armored straps and neon circuits. A flowing tactical coat with holographic trim flutters behind her. Her right arm is robotic, matte black with glowing electric blue joints. Her left arm bears a glowing cyber-rose tattoo, designed in a modern Sinhala floral pattern. Her long black hair, laced with glowing fiber-optic strands, flows like electric silk. One hazel eye glows red with a targeting implant. Gold hoop earrings, a small gemstone nose stud, and a cybernetic navel piercing shimmer in the light. Above her, neon signs in Sinhala flicker, and in the distance, flying tuk-tuks zoom through the sky.
Blade Runner meets Colombo 2077. 9:16 (((full-body shot.))) Hyper-realistic, cinematic, electric atmosphere with magenta, indigo, and sapphire tones. A legend in the making.
Prompt: Under the blazing twin suns of a dead desert world, a fierce and seductive warrior walks through endless dunes. She wears your signature outfit: a lace bustier and micro bikini bottom, now reimagined in sand-gold and scorched bronze, dust-covered but gleaming with desert light. Her coat flows behind her like shredded banners—faded beige with tattered ends, lined with desert tribe symbols, bloodstains, and sand-worn embroidery.
Her skin is sun-kissed and marked with small scars, freckles, and survival tattoos—tribal ink running across her shoulder, ribs, and thighs. One leg has a mechanical brace with etched scorpion markings. A coiled cyber-scorpion tattoo crawls along her spine, its tail glowing faintly red. Her hair is wind-whipped—dusty black with sun-faded blonde streaks, braided tightly with bones, bullets, and copper wire.
She wears high combat boots wrapped with survival straps. A curved blade is strapped to her thigh, and a sawed-off plasma pistol hangs from her hip. Her eyes are intense—one dark, one replaced with a cracked but still-glowing optic lens. Sandstorms swirl in the distance. Broken machines and rusted ruins stick out of the dunes like tombstones.
As she walks across the ancient battlefield, her silhouette blurs from heatwaves. She leaves no trail. No mercy. Just legend. She is the desert's vengeance, its protector, and its executioner.
Full-body 9:16 vertical frame. Hyper-realistic. Color palette: desert beige, burnt gold, rust red, ash gray. Harsh sun, dry wind, dust clouds, gritty texture. Think Mad Max meets goddess-level fashion. - RY
Prompt: A mesmerizing 3D cubist oil painting of a monumental steampunk elephant—an awe-inspiring fusion of nature and machine—crafted with mechanical intricacy and surreal precision. Its form is a symphony of angular brass plates, exposed gears, and articulated joints, echoing the abstract fragmentation of Eduardo Paolozzi’s visionary style. The elephant’s body is cloaked in a weathered patina of rich mahogany browns and oxidized verdigris, each surface whispering tales of rust, age, and resilience.
It stands proudly amidst a sprawling urban dreamscape where towering smokestacks, rotating cogwheels, and twisted iron walkways rise like forgotten gods of industry. Steam billows from beneath its feet, as if the very earth exhales with every metallic step. The background pulses with kinetic energy—pipes humming, turbines spinning—yet within the chaos, the elephant exudes a calm, regal grace, a symbol of wild life preserved through industrial rebirth.
This painting bridges the soul of cubist abstraction with the poetry of mechanical design, inviting the viewer into a world where art, engineering, and nature collide in one majestic, breathing machine. - RY
Prompt: A stunning masterpiece in the patchwork-style of Albert Robida, Alice Pasquini, Masamune Shirow and Luis Royo, Heavy oil painting of a beautiful girl, (In the photo, A woman in a bright red sari with turquoise embellishments rests her chin on her hand, lost in thought. The colors of her outfit and the vase create a warm, peaceful atmosphere), The cozy, warm lighting enhances the intricate details, creating a magical and inviting atmosphere. This artwork is highly detailed, ultra-high definition, ultra-realistic, ultra-vibrant, Popular on ArtStation. - garicten
Prompt: a stylized, whimsical illustration featuring a person with a black bob haircut adorned with a red bow, wearing a polka-dotted dress with a white collar, sitting at a table with a teal teapot and cup, and a black cat with large green eyes, all set against a background of muted teal and beige squares. -xo
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Rojitha Yasaswin
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Member since 2024
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Artist statement
Blending artistry with AI, I craft images that push boundaries and spark curiosity. Each piece explores the dynamic interplay between human creativity and machine intelligence, inviting viewers to ponder the evolving landscape of digital expression.
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.
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