Placeholder: Carmen stood at the edge of a square, her silhouette framed by the flickering lanterns that began to spark to life as dusk approached. Long, dark hair cascaded down her back, glistening like raven feathers, framing a face that was both beautiful and fierce. Her deep-set, almond-shaped eyes shimmered with an intensity that seemed to draw in the light around her, hinting at a soul that danced to its own rhythm, unbound by the constraints of the world. She wore a flowing dress of rich red fabric, t Carmen stood at the edge of a square, her silhouette framed by the flickering lanterns that began to spark to life as dusk approached. Long, dark hair cascaded down her back, glistening like raven feathers, framing a face that was both beautiful and fierce. Her deep-set, almond-shaped eyes shimmered with an intensity that seemed to draw in the light around her, hinting at a soul that danced to its own rhythm, unbound by the constraints of the world. She wore a flowing dress of rich red fabric, t

Back to Profile

@generalpha

Prompt

Carmen stood at the edge of a square, her silhouette framed by the flickering lanterns that began to spark to life as dusk approached. Long, dark hair cascaded down her back, glistening like raven feathers, framing a face that was both beautiful and fierce. Her deep-set, almond-shaped eyes shimmered with an intensity that seemed to draw in the light around her, hinting at a soul that danced to its own rhythm, unbound by the constraints of the world. She wore a flowing dress of rich red fabric, t

statue, doubles, twins, entangled fingers, Worst Quality, ugly, ugly face, watermarks, undetailed, unrealistic, double limbs, worst hands, worst body, Disfigured, double, twin, dialog, book, multiple fingers, deformed, deformity, ugliness, poorly drawn face, extra_limb, extra limbs, bad hands, wrong hands, poorly drawn hands, messy drawing, cropped head, bad anatomy, lowres, extra digit, fewer digit, worst quality, low quality, jpeg artifacts, watermark, missing fingers, cropped, poorly drawn

3 days ago

Generate Similar

Explore Similar

Model

SSD-1B

Guidance Scale

7

Dimensions

1280 × 720

Similar

One day, Megan confronted Riley, acknowledging his hidden desires. "You wish I had been an Alpha," she stated. Caught off guard, Riley defensively replied, "No, it's just... there's no way I'm going to be an Alpha." Megan smiled knowingly. "Are you worried we'll break up?" she asked. Riley shook his head, "No... it's just..." Megan gasped, realization dawning upon her. "That's it, isn't it? You don't want me to find an Alpha..." Riley shook his head. "I want you to be happy..." Megan reached out
[true model woman model in flesh] perfectly befitting her extraordinary journey. With flowing golden locks that framed her striking features and eyes that held a glimmer of both vulnerability and determination, she embodied the essence of The Sleeping Hermaphrodite. Ariadne possessed an aura of mystery, drawing others to her with an irresistible magnetism.
With a mischievous smile playing on her lips, Fiona extends her delicate hand, inviting the spirits to come closer. They encircle her, their ethereal forms shimmering with desire as they dance to an unseen rhythm. The air is thick with an intoxicating blend of magic and sensuality. Fiona's eyes, sparkling with mischief and desire, meet the gaze of a particularly alluring spirit. Their connection is instant, a palpable magnetism that transcends the boundaries of the mortal and the mystical. It is
Beverly Grove: Eyes widened with determination I won't be swayed by their tricks. I've seen the harm they inflict, the lives shattered in their wake. They must be held accountable. Innocent people have suffered, their souls trapped in the clutches of their malevolent rituals. Dahlia Death: A hint of sadness in her voice Indeed, the Order's actions have consequences that ripple through the realms of the living and the dead. But know this, Beverly, they are cunning and well-guarded. Unmasking them
A knowing smile graced Megan's lips. "Are you afraid we'll drift apart?" she inquired, her voice filled with a mixture of concern and longing. Riley shook his head, his vulnerability shining through. "No, it's not about that... it's just..." Megan gasped, the realization dawning on her. "Ah, that's it, isn't it? You don't want me to find an Alpha..." Riley's eyes widened, his true feelings laid bare. "I want you to be happy," he murmured softly. Megan reached out, her touch gentle and comforting
[true model woman model in flesh] perfectly befitting her extraordinary journey. With flowing golden locks that framed her striking features and eyes that held a glimmer of both vulnerability and determination, she embodied the essence of The Sleeping Hermaphrodite. Ariadne possessed an aura of mystery, drawing others to her with an irresistible magnetism.
[true model woman model in flesh] With cascading ebony tresses that framed her regal features and eyes that shimmered with determination, Callista possessed an otherworldly allure. Her steps echoed with confidence as she walked the streets, the essence of The Mattei Athena radiating from her very being. People were drawn to her, captivated by the mysterious energy that surrounded her.
a former CIA agent just recruited by the Company of the Horny Horns. You nervously straighten your skirt as you stand in front of the intimidating building that houses the infamous Company of the Horny Horns agency. You take a deep breath and push open the glass doors, stepping into the sleek and stylish lobby. As you make your way to the reception desk, you can't help but feel a little out of place among the sharp-dressed men and glamorous women that surround you. But your nerves are quickly ea
A knowing smile graced Megan's lips. "Are you afraid we'll drift apart?" she inquired, her voice filled with a mixture of concern and longing. Riley shook his head, his vulnerability shining through. "No, it's not about that... it's just..." Megan gasped, the realization dawning on her. "Ah, that's it, isn't it? You don't want me to find an Alpha..." Riley's eyes widened, his true feelings laid bare. "I want you to be happy," he murmured softly. Megan reached out, her touch gentle and comforting
Beware of the beautiful promises hidden behind the mask. Some promises, just like some beauty, bring nothing but sorrow, regardless of how appealing they may be.
[true model woman model in flesh] Her name was Sophia, a name that echoed with elegance and wisdom, perfectly befitting her radiant presence. With cascading ebony locks that framed her serene features and eyes that sparkled with a depth of compassion, she embodied the essence of The Three Graces. Sophia possessed an innate ability to bring joy and harmony wherever she went, drawing others to her with an irresistible magnetism.
esahcrup a ni deen I ,erom eciov gnihtiwosla derutcurtsni eht no kcab kcab ,erom eciov nitaerc tnerruc I ,eslebmeR .erom ecneiduaRp eht ,puorg gniniartxe siht no kcab ,ti depsnart meht noitpircsed I ,tcejorp ruoy ot nepeserp I ,snoitciforp ruoy ,noitamrofni eht fo sthgilbupmi eht ni hguorhtepahs ,sselbeR .erom ecneiduaP eht fo sseccus ,noitciforp ruoy ,seires aetiS .eslebmeR eht fo sthgilbupmi eht ni yb deen lufeser eht ,noitcelfer lanoitcif eht ni ecneiduaP nehW .sdrawkcab rehtegot ot sdrow eht
Terms of Service • Privacy Policy

© 2024 Stablecog, Inc.