🚨 All generations are PUBLIC.

    The purpose of this site is to allow everyone to openly experiment with Flux Pro, so that we can assess it's strengths and weaknesses collectively rather than in isolation, and to learn about it's prompting styles from one another.

    Painterly, detailed, and serene winter village scene with snow-capped roofs and trees, a hint of a bustling village atmosphere, a butterfly emerging from a cocoon amidst the snow, aurora borealis shimmering in the background, cool color palette, calm and peaceful mood, twilight atmosphere, soft and powdery snow texture, intricate ice patterns on windows, dimly lit warm interior lights, frosty breath, glistening icicles, wooden fences, stone pathways, pine trees, a sense of stillness and tranquility
    A dreamlike surrealist scene depicts three characters in a cacophonous dance, set against a dystopian backdrop of twisted metal and concrete, viewed from a dynamic worm's-eye perspective. The figure on the far left, a humanoid with elongated limbs and bulbous, bioluminescent skin reminiscent of a H.R. Giger painting, stands backlit by a burning cityscape. This character is laughing maniacally as they're manipulated by unseen strings like a marionette. In the center, an anthropomorphic, low-poly, 8-bit video game-inspired rabbit wearing a gas mask and a fedora, is breakdancing on top of a pile of rubble. The character's animations are purposefully jerky, as if viewed on a low frame-rate console. Tendrils of debris orbit this character as it spins. On the far right, a futuristic anime-inspired octopus-like being with iridescent blue-green mottled skin, stands statue-still amidst a maelstrom of fluttering origami paper. This character's detached gaze is lost within the flames devouring the cityscape. Extensive overgrowth and broken neon signs dominate the surrounding environment, drawing warm ambient light from embers and burning debris, casting a kaleidoscopic glow over the tableau.
    Inside the ancient Roman Aqueducts, a vibrantly colored, handmade paper mache sculpture of an Indian Vulture in mid spreads its patchy wings amidst the morning stillness of sunrise, sun rays peeking through arches reflecting warm tones off weathered stonework textures highlighted by grungy contrasts
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (gary baseman:1.4), as a (collotype print:1.6).
An evocative and detailed Post-Apocalyptic Fantasy scene.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (gary baseman:1.4), as a (collotype print:1.6).
A desolate, crimson-hued cityscape lies shattered and still, its steel spires pierced by jagged shards of glass and twisted metal. In the foreground, a lone figure emerges from the shadows, shrouded in tattered furs and cloth, their face obscured by a hood that casts an eerie, emerald glow. The air is heavy with the acrid scent of smoke and ozone, as if the very atmosphere has been ravaged by some cataclysmic force.
In the distance, the skeletal remains of skyscrapers stretch towards the gray, featureless sky like the bony fingers of a giant. Vines writhe across broken concrete, as if attempting to reclaim the ruined landscape. A flickering, ghostly light emanates from within the hollows of the city, casting an otherworldly luminescence upon the desolate terrain.
To one side, the remains of a great, sweeping archway hang suspended, its intricate stonework cracked and worn by time and the elements. The sound of distant whispers drifts through the stillness, an ethereal murmur that seems to emanate from the very walls themselves. Amidst this bleak, post-apocalyptic landscape, the lone figure walks steadfastly towards some unknown destination, shrouded in mystery and foreboding.
    ↑ trending on artstation 4/5 ★★★★☆, a landscape where ice and fantasy intertwine in a breathtaking spectacle. Picture towering ice spires that gleam like diamonds in the sunlight, their surfaces etched with intricate patterns of frost. These spires rise from a vast, frozen plain that stretches as far as the eye can see, shimmering under the azure sky.

In this fantastical icy realm, there are crystalline caves adorned with stalactites and stalagmites of pure ice, refracting light into a myriad of colors. Inside these caves, glowing blue lichens and delicate ice ferns create an ethereal luminescence, casting dancing shadows on the walls.

Frozen waterfalls cascade down from immense glaciers, their waters suspended in mid-air before crashing into icy pools below. These pools are not merely frozen; they are portals to other realms, reflecting the stars and moons of distant galaxies.

In the distance, a palace of ice rises majestically, its spires reaching towards the heavens. Carved from the heart of a colossal glacier, the palace is adorned with intricate ice sculptures depicting mythical creatures and ancient tales. Inside, corridors of translucent ice lead to grand chambers where the air itself sparkles with magic.

Yet, amidst the frozen beauty, there is life. Ethereal beings, guardians of the ice realm, drift through the air like shimmering spirits, their forms blending seamlessly with the frosty landscape. They sing haunting melodies that echo across the glaciers, weaving tales of forgotten realms and lost civilizations.

As day gives way to night, the sky above erupts into a spectacle of color. Auroras dance across the heavens, painting the ice with hues of emerald green, sapphire blue, and violet. The stars seem closer here, as if you could reach out and touch them, their light refracted through the crystalline structures around you.

In this fantasy icy landscape, time stands still, and every corner holds a new wonder waiting to be discovered. It is a place where imagination and reality merge, where the beauty of ice and the magic of fantasy create an unforgettable tableau of wonder and awe.
    A decrepit, Ancient Sudanese cemetery looms, shrouded in a swirling Pestilent and Ominous Fog designed by Magali Villeneuve and imbuing the feeling drawn by Anne Stokes; Every inch entwined with with trees dented autumn colorful deciduous foliage amidst, a lone moldering Spell book laid unopened in unshapely twisted black trees, black leafy dread gnarled tangled mangy wood colors under dull rusty deep burnt orange rays after angry black flames; Eroding white skeletal calcined grave sculpted erose surfaces besmirch surroundings whereas numerous, grotesquely shaped objects now make of coffins and debris scattered amidst more pews amidst deathlike twisted wrecks decay that line roads between what once passed into memories that will forever retain grief sorrow anger frustrated desperation; An animated atmosphere forlorn atmosphere reveals as these disgusting thick Acrid noxious vapors continue to choke pass the ground beneath some dying where every dark maggot decay feasts in brawn barks dead brown bruised bodies torn in broken gnawn flesh stripped over some corpse hulks heaving; faint shimmers flash during no sunset deep beyond thick vaporous setting glimmers as ripples furtively shroud unwarrant still visible rur wimplify of sick shadow stod ailing rech dead by maggot swags writ and wagg mag glow darkness gn cl
    The soft focus of the Lomography lens wraps around the ominous poses of a rainbow-colored grasshopper amidst the vibrant, earthy tones of a bustling market as a forlorn burlap sack lingers eerily with its bough-like sack of unwieldy swaying burden cast behind, at backlit vanishing still life of organic rot succumbing natural worming masses, veils at the tips light crack apart shadowy edges glowing eerily seeping black presence whose life or warmth an atavismic fright cast be felt moving foretuning while faint rickets colors shadow-bleached stark dry grass vermont hanger from within all surrounding silence, but silence in black like silence back there watching inside until light in colors broke back
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (cliff chiang:1.4), done in the style of captivating floral still lifes, rusticcore, large canvas paintings, red and bronze, paintings, lively tableaus.
An evocative painting that depicts a centuries old sunlit stone house with an open door, through which walks an orange cat, surrounded by lush flowers and vines. Terracotta pots filled with bright blooms line the stone steps, while climbing wisteria drapes around the entrance. The scene evokes the peaceful charm of a Mediterranean countryside. Color palette of faded yellow, orange, red, and blue.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (cliff chiang:1.4), done in the style of captivating floral still lifes, rusticcore, large canvas paintings, red and bronze, paintings, lively tableaus.
A centuries-old stone house in a sun-drenched Mediterranean landscape stands with its door ajar, as an orange cat saunters into view amidst a tumble of colorful flowers and vines; worn terracotta pots burst with vibrant blooms on the steps, while wisteria cascades around the entrance like a flowing curtain.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (frank miller:1.4), as a (extreme close up portrait:1.6).
An evocative and detailed random scene that best depicts the Post-Apocalyptic genre.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (frank miller:1.4), as a (extreme close up portrait:1.6).
A desolate wasteland stretches as far as the eye can see, with cracked earth and barren trees giving way to a smoldering haze that shrouds the horizon like a veil of despair. In the distance, the skeletal remains of a once-majestic skyscraper pierce the sky, its steel beams rusted and twisted like the fingers of some mechanical specter.
To one side, a lone figure emerges from the shadows - a young woman, dressed in tattered and worn leather armor, her eyes sunken with the weight of hardship and determination. Her face is weathered by the harsh winds and unforgiving sun, yet she moves with a quiet purpose, as if driven by some unyielding resolve.
Behind her, a pack of scavenged vehicles - cars, trucks, and motorcycles - are arranged like a graveyard of broken dreams, their rusted hulks worn down by the relentless forces of nature. The air is thick with the acrid smell of smoke and decay, as if the very land itself were dying, its pulse slowing in cadence with the ebb and flow of human existence.
Amidst this bleak backdrop, a lone engine purrs softly, emitting a faint plume of steam that wrecks havoc on the desolate atmosphere. Before it stands, an imposing behemoth of twisted steel and concrete - a rusted hulk that has seen better days, its door creaking ominously as if warning all who would dare approach to turn back while they still can.
In this ravaged landscape, time itself seems lost, suspended in limbo like the souls of those who have long since abandoned hope. The sky above burns a sickly shade of greenish-yellow - a perpetual twilight that clings to the atmosphere like a dirty veil, and which casts an eerie glow over the entire scene, imbuing everything with a haunting sense of melancholy.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (jack gaughan:1.4), as a (ferrofluid:1.6).
An evocative and detailed Low Fantasy scene.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (jack gaughan:1.4), as a (ferrofluid:1.6).
A mist-shrouded forest glows with an ethereal luminescence, as soft lanterns embedded in gnarled tree trunks cast a warm, golden light upon the crumbling stone path that winds its way through the dense undergrowth. Weeping willow branches, their delicate fingers outstretched towards the heavens, sway gently in the evening breeze, while the snow-capped peaks of distant mountains rise like specters from the clouds.
To the left, an ancient and weathered wooden gate, adorned with twisted vines and moss-covered iron hinges, leans precariously against a colossal tree trunk, its door hanging crookedly by a single hinge. Beyond the gate, a tangle of thorny brambles and dark green leaves conceals secrets and unseen perils.
Amidst this haunting landscape, a lone figure in simple yet supple traveler's attire walks briskly along the forest path, their footsteps echoing softly through the stillness as they make their way towards the enigmatic gate. The moon above casts an icy glow upon the scene, imbuing all with an air of mystery and ancient reverence.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (takeshi obata:1.4), as a (city plan:1.6).
An evocative and detailed random scene that best depicts the Speculative Fiction genre.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (takeshi obata:1.4), as a (city plan:1.6).
A lone figure stands at the edge of a desolate, moonlit lake, its surface reflecting the eerie glow of an otherworldly sky. The air is heavy with an unspoken sense of longing, as if the weight of forgotten memories threatens to shatter the stillness. In the background, twisted, ancient trees writhe and twist like skeletal fingers, their branches tangled in a macabre dance. Amidst this haunting landscape, the figure's silhouette is set against a backdrop of shimmering stars, which seem to pulse with an ethereal energy, as if the very fabric of reality is about to tear apart.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (mark fiore:1.4), done in the style of captivating floral still lifes, rusticcore, large canvas paintings, red and bronze, paintings, lively tableaus.
An evocative painting that depicts a centuries old sunlit stone house with an open door, through which walks an orange cat, surrounded by lush flowers and vines. Terracotta pots filled with bright blooms line the stone steps, while climbing wisteria drapes around the entrance. The scene evokes the peaceful charm of a Mediterranean countryside. Color palette of faded yellow, orange, red, and blue.
wide-angle environmental shot.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (mark fiore:1.4), done in the style of captivating floral still lifes, rusticcore, large canvas paintings, red and bronze, paintings, lively tableaus.
A serene stone house stands in a sunlit Mediterranean garden, its open door inviting an inquisitive orange cat to explore amidst vibrant flowers and lush greenery, as wisteria blooms cascade around the entrance, set against a warm color palette of faded yellows, oranges, and blues.
wide-angle environmental shot.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (mort walker:1.4), done in the style of captivating floral still lifes, rusticcore, large canvas paintings, red and bronze, paintings, lively tableaus.
An evocative painting that depicts a sunlit stone house with an open door, through which walks an orange cat, surrounded by lush flowers and vines. Terracotta pots filled with bright blooms line the stone steps, while climbing wisteria drapes around the entrance. The scene evokes the peaceful charm of a Mediterranean countryside. Color palette of faded yellow, orange, red, and blue.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (mort walker:1.4), done in the style of captivating floral still lifes, rusticcore, large canvas paintings, red and bronze, paintings, lively tableaus.
A serene stone house stands in a sun-drenched garden, its open door inviting an orange cat to stroll amidst vibrant blooms and lush greenery. Vibrant terracotta pots line the worn steps, as wisteria cascades around the entrance, set against a warm, pastel color scheme of faded yellows, oranges, and blues.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (kestutis kasparavicius:1.4), done in the style of captivating floral still lifes, rusticcore, large canvas paintings, red and bronze, paintings, lively tableaus.
An evocative painting that depicts a centuries old sunlit stuccoed stone house with an open door, through which walks an orange cat, surrounded by lush flowers and vines. Terracotta pots filled with bright blooms line the stone steps, while climbing wisteria drapes around the entrance. The scene evokes the peaceful charm of a Mediterranean countryside. Color palette of faded yellow, orange, red, and blue.
wide-angle environmental shot.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (kestutis kasparavicius:1.4), done in the style of captivating floral still lifes, rusticcore, large canvas paintings, red and bronze, paintings, lively tableaus.
A serene Italian villa at sunset, with an aging stone façade, a doorway ajar, and a solitary orange cat strolling towards it, amidst profuse blooms and luscious greenery, as a warm golden light bathes the scene in soft, muted hues of terracotta and faded Mediterranean sky.
wide-angle environmental shot.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (brian k vaughan:1.4), as a (graal glass:1.6).
A surrealistic Fantasy of Manners Fantasy scene.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (brian k vaughan:1.4), as a (graal glass:1.6).
A misty, moonlit ballroom filled with delicate china and crystal, where a gathering of elegant, ethereal figures mingle and dance amidst a swirling tapestry of pastel hues and iridescent lights. Their slender forms are draped in flowing, diaphanous gowns that shimmer and glimmer like the surface of a still pond, reflecting the colors of their own gentle faces. In the foreground, a delicate, porcelain-like table sits adorned with dainty sandwiches, tea cups, and a tiered cake that seems to defy gravity, its tiers overlapping and melting into one another like the softest of feathers.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: 
Norse Pantheon: Depict the Norse deity Njörun against a backdrop sacred to that particular deity. Complex Patterns.
PRODUCTION PROMPT: Enthrall with vibrant tapestries woven by Njörun's own hands, as she sits amidst the sacred Norns' Tree in Asgard, surrounded by the swirling patterns of Wyrd and fate. The gentle light of the golden apples shines upon her face, accentuating the gentle curves of her cheekbones and the subtle glow of her elven skin. Her raven tresses cascade down her back like a dark waterfall, as she raises an ethereal hand to pluck a golden apple from the tree's gnarled branches.
In the background, the intricate patterns of the Nine Worlds unfold: the realms of Idun's fruit trees, Vili's oak, and Þúr's ash mingle with the whispers of the ancient runes. Njörun's eyes, like two shining stars, shine bright with wisdom as she weaves the threads of fate, guiding the destinies of gods and mortals alike. The atmosphere is one of serene contemplation, as if time itself has slowed to a gentle stillness, allowing us to catch a glimpse of the mystical and otherworldly realm of Asgard's most enigmatic goddess.

      Stable Diffusion 3 (SD3)

    • SD3 Medium - stableDiffusion3SD3_sd3Medium.safetensors
    • SD3 Medium Incl. Clips - stableDiffusion3SD3_sd3MediumInclClips.safetensors
    • SD3 Medium Incl Clip FP16 - stableDiffusion3SD3_sd3MediumInclClip.safetensors
    • SD3 Medium Incl T5XXL - stableDiffusion3SD3_sd3MediumInclT5XXL.safetensors
    • Text Encoder - Clip L - stableDiffusion3SD3_textEncoderClipL.safetensors
    • Text Encoder - Clip G - stableDiffusion3SD3_textEncoderClipG.safetensors
    • Text Encoder - T5 e4m3fn - stableDiffusion3SD3_textEncoderT5E4m3fn.safetensors
    • Text Encoder - T5XXLFP16 - stableDiffusion3SD3_textEncoderT5XXLFP16.safetensors
    • ComfyUI Workflows - stableDiffusion3SD3_comfyuiWorkflows_trainingData.zip
    • Demo Prompts - stableDiffusion3SD3_demoPrompts_trainingData.zip

      Stable Diffusion 3.5 Large

    • Large - stableDiffusion35_large.safetensors
    • Workflow - stableDiffusion35_workflow_trainingData.zip

      Stable Diffusion 3.5 Large Turbo

    • Large Turbo - stableDiffusion35_largeTurbo.safetensors
    • Workflow - stableDiffusion35_workflow_trainingData.zip

    About This Site