fostebrt571
    0 Followers

    vintage

    Copy

    worst quality, extra fingers, missing fingers, poorly rendered hands, mutation, deformed iris, deformed pupils, deformed limbs, missing limbs, amputee, amputated limbs, watermark, logo , text, piercing, big eyes , teeth, cartoon, shallow depth of field, makeup

    0
    3
    Safe
    Private

    Comments

    More prompts from fostebrt571

    a close up of a woman with long hair, a screenshot, by Amelia Peláez, christina ricci, backlit beautiful face, woman with black hair, “natalie portman, promo shoot, 5 feet away, adriana lima, carmen sings beautifully, she has a cute face, beautiful gorgeous, amazing, selenar, gq, profile shot, blues, hey
    (medium close-up) arafed woman in the style of Gregory Crewdson
    polaroid of a 19 year old female, dirty trashy woman <lora:Polaroid_XL:1>, muted expression (themes: Poor Hygiene: Neglecting personal cleanliness and grooming can contribute to this perception. Loud and Obnoxious Behavior: Being excessively loud, confrontational, or disrespectful in public. Frequent Use of Profanity: Using foul language excessively, especially in inappropriate contexts. Promiscuity: Engaging in or boasting about promiscuous behavior can lead to such labels. Substance Abuse: Excessive drinking, drug use, or smoking in a way that is publicly visible and disruptive. Lack of Manners: Being rude, disrespectful, or lacking basic etiquette and social graces. Poor Decision-Making: Engaging in reckless or irresponsible behavior. Neglecting Responsibilities: Failing to take care of personal or familial responsibilities. Unstable Relationships: Frequently having volatile or toxic relationships, often aired publicly:.56)
    (medium close-up) arafed woman in the style of Gregory Crewdson
    there is a woman with long black hair posing for a picture, natali portman, r&b, gif, profile shot, promo still, selenar, bliss, lily allen, inspired by Jerry Schatzberg, soulful eyes, 2 0 1 1, vsx, isabela moner, caramel, sheryl sandberg, cerulean, 480p
    (portrait from waist up), inside an old victorian home, wearing a colorful floral print dress, a beautiful 28yo EPH4l3yLu3R1ch4rds0n, with ginger hair in a bun, pale skin, pink fleckes, green eyes, detailed skin, slight smile, innocent, insecure, nervous, natural lighting, summer, sun rays, ethereal golden hour, film grain, (bokeh:1.3), Porta 160 color, shot on ARRI ALEXA 65, sharp focus on subject, Fujifilm XT-3, <lora:picxer_real:1>
    In the golden light of late afternoon, she danced upon the wild-flowered hillside, each step as light as the whispering breeze that tangled in her hair. Her dress, a vibrant paisley tapestry of reds, blues, and golds, billowed around her like a painter’s dream brought to life. The fabric, kissed by the sun, shimmered with every twirl, mirroring the riot of colors in the meadow. She moved with the effortless grace of nature itself, a living embodiment of the wildflowers that swayed and nodded in silent applause. Her laughter, pure and unrestrained, harmonized with the melody of birdsong and the rustling leaves, a symphony of joy that filled the air. As she lay down among the blossoms, the world seemed to hold its breath, captivated by her serene beauty. Her eyes, reflecting the azure sky above, sparkled with the unbounded wonder of youth. The petals, delicate and soft, cradled her like a queen on her verdant throne. In that moment, time seemed to lose its meaning, and the hillside became a timeless sanctuary of peace and freedom. She was a wildflower herself, unfettered and resplendent, a testament to the unyielding beauty and spirit of the natural world. The hillside, dressed in its floral finery, seemed to exist solely for her, a canvas for her carefree soul to paint upon.
    thing, place person:.03
    a post on reddit.com/r/grool
    thing, place person:.03
    thing, place, human:.03
    polaroid of a 19 year old female, dirty trashy woman <lora:Polaroid_XL:1>, muted expression (themes: Poor Hygiene: Neglecting personal cleanliness and grooming can contribute to this perception. Loud and Obnoxious Behavior: Being excessively loud, confrontational, or disrespectful in public. Frequent Use of Profanity: Using foul language excessively, especially in inappropriate contexts. Promiscuity: Engaging in or boasting about promiscuous behavior can lead to such labels. Substance Abuse: Excessive drinking, drug use, or smoking in a way that is publicly visible and disruptive. Lack of Manners: Being rude, disrespectful, or lacking basic etiquette and social graces. Poor Decision-Making: Engaging in reckless or irresponsible behavior. Neglecting Responsibilities: Failing to take care of personal or familial responsibilities. Unstable Relationships: Frequently having volatile or toxic relationships, often aired publicly:.56)
    In the golden light of late afternoon, she danced upon the wild-flowered hillside, each step as light as the whispering breeze that tangled in her hair. Her dress, a vibrant paisley tapestry of reds, blues, and golds, billowed around her like a painter’s dream brought to life. The fabric, kissed by the sun, shimmered with every twirl, mirroring the riot of colors in the meadow. She moved with the effortless grace of nature itself, a living embodiment of the wildflowers that swayed and nodded in silent applause. Her laughter, pure and unrestrained, harmonized with the melody of birdsong and the rustling leaves, a symphony of joy that filled the air. As she lay down among the blossoms, the world seemed to hold its breath, captivated by her serene beauty. Her eyes, reflecting the azure sky above, sparkled with the unbounded wonder of youth. The petals, delicate and soft, cradled her like a queen on her verdant throne. In that moment, time seemed to lose its meaning, and the hillside became a timeless sanctuary of peace and freedom. She was a wildflower herself, unfettered and resplendent, a testament to the unyielding beauty and spirit of the natural world. The hillside, dressed in its floral finery, seemed to exist solely for her, a canvas for her carefree soul to paint upon.
    (medium long close-up) arafed danish german woman in the style of Gregory Crewdson
    an expensive snow bunny chick with a pawg
    A stark, sun-drenched desert landscape stretches out under a piercingly blue sky. In the foreground, a lone, winding highway cuts through the arid terrain, disappearing into the distance. Heat waves ripple off the asphalt, creating a mirage-like effect. On the side of the road, a solitary, vintage convertible is parked, its red paint faded and dusty from the desert winds. The car's doors are open, hinting at a sudden, impulsive stop. Seated on the hood of the car is a woman in a white sundress, her hair tousled by the breeze. She gazes out at the endless expanse, a cigarette dangling from her fingers, embodying a sense of ennui and existential contemplation. In the background, the desolate landscape is punctuated by a few scattered Joshua trees and rugged mountains, their outlines softened by the hazy afternoon light. Above, a solitary vulture circles in the clear sky, adding a touch of foreboding. The title "Play it as it Lays" is boldly displayed in a minimalist, sans-serif font, evoking the clean, unforgiving lines of the desert. Joan Didion's name appears below in a slightly smaller, italicized script, adding a touch of elegance. The overall composition captures the novel's themes of desolation, inner turmoil, and the stark beauty of the Californian desert, reflecting the protagonist's journey through a landscape both physical and emotional.
    In the golden light of late afternoon, she danced upon the wild-flowered hillside, each step as light as the whispering breeze that tangled in her hair. Her dress, a vibrant paisley tapestry of reds, blues, and golds, billowed around her like a painter’s dream brought to life. The fabric, kissed by the sun, shimmered with every twirl, mirroring the riot of colors in the meadow. She moved with the effortless grace of nature itself, a living embodiment of the wildflowers that swayed and nodded in silent applause. Her laughter, pure and unrestrained, harmonized with the melody of birdsong and the rustling leaves, a symphony of joy that filled the air. As she lay down among the blossoms, the world seemed to hold its breath, captivated by her serene beauty. Her eyes, reflecting the azure sky above, sparkled with the unbounded wonder of youth. The petals, delicate and soft, cradled her like a queen on her verdant throne. In that moment, time seemed to lose its meaning, and the hillside became a timeless sanctuary of peace and freedom. She was a wildflower herself, unfettered and resplendent, a testament to the unyielding beauty and spirit of the natural world. The hillside, dressed in its floral finery, seemed to exist solely for her, a canvas for her carefree soul to paint upon.
    there is a woman with long black hair posing for a picture, natali portman, r&b, gif, profile shot, promo still, selenar, bliss, lily allen, inspired by Jerry Schatzberg, soulful eyes, 2 0 1 1, vsx, isabela moner, caramel, sheryl sandberg, cerulean, 480p
    modern DOCUMENTARY color PHOTOGRAPH OF WOMAN, 19 YEARS OLD
    Extemporize
    View more from fostebrt571