SD3.5 Community Gallery

    RealismAbstract ArtAnimeCartoonFoodPhotographyPosterIllustrationFantasyLogoLandscapeGraffitiBoxartUnderwater

    🚨 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.

    Depict a striking steampunk woman with an air of elegance and sophistication, set against a warm, muted background that evokes the rich tones of a vintage leather-bound book. The woman's face is radiant, with high cheekbones and full lips painted a deep shade of crimson, as if kissed by the soft glow of a candle flame. She wears a stunning wide-brim hat adorned with intricate brass filigree and tiny gears, its edge curved like a scalpel's blade to frame her face. The hat is tilted at a rakish angle, adding to the woman's air of confident nonchalance. Around her eyes, she sports vibrant goggles in a maelstrom of color – scarlet, sapphire, and emerald, each one reflecting a different aspect of her personality like shards of stained glass. The lenses are polished to a high shine, as if to deflect the gaze of anyone who dares to stare directly at her brilliant blue eyes. Her attire is a masterful blend of science and sorcery – intricately embroidered corsets, lace-trimmed gloves, and a long, flowing coat with brass buttons that glint like miniature suns. The entire ensemble seems to have been plucked straight from the pages of a Victorian-era travelogue, transporting the viewer to a bygone era of steam-powered wonders and limitless possibility. In the style of Theo Prins, the image should be rendered in a lush, oil-painted style that captures the very essence of steampunk's romantic, whimsical essence – think copper tones, golden filigree, and textures so rich they seem to pulse with life. The overall effect should be one of hypnotic allure, drawing the viewer into the mesmerizing world of this extraordinary steampunk siren.
    *Flow in the Name of Love* *Channel_42* *中* *snoo* *Artificially_Atypically_Autistically* *A ChaNNEl_42 Story* *Only Available on civitai.green* Jubilee's heart skipped a beat. Her legs felt like lead, but her curiosity propelled her forward. She approached the cabin, each step feeling like a dare to the unknown. The closer she got, the stronger the glow grew, casting an unnatural tint on the surrounding foliage. The air was thick with the scent of moss and decay, hinting at secrets long buried. *Broadcast_Station_42* *Shutting down* *Going dark* *Offline*
    In a forgotten village where every Halloween, an ancient entity awakens from the depths of the cursed forest. The Hollowed Harbinger stands over seven feet tall, cloaked in tattered, rotting robes that seem to blend into the shadows. Its face is a cracked, hollow pumpkin, glowing with a malevolent green light, and its jagged mouth twists into a perpetual grin of agony. Black, twisted vines snake out from its body, pulsing with dark magic. The Harbinger wields a massive rusted scythe, its blade stained with the souls it has harvested. Legend has it that this terrifying creature was once a betrayed soul seeking revenge, but it has since become a vengeful force of nature. It roams the town, silently hunting anyone who dares venture too close to the cursed woods on Halloween night. Its presence brings an eerie silence, and the air turns cold as the sound of its slow, dragging steps grows louder, the scent of decay preceding its arrival. Those who meet its gaze are said to be marked, their souls bound to the Harbinger for eternity, destined to become part of its twisted army of the damned
    In the heart of a mesmerizing, romantic landscape, bathed in the soft glow of dusk, a colossal, floating eye looms, its wide feathered wings outstretched in a display of both majesty and menace. The eye, a surreal fusion of flesh and blood, is a testament to the boundless imagination of the artist and the allure of the uncanny. The eye, with its unsettling depth and unnerving gaze, is a study in contrasts. The iris, a swirling mass of color and texture, is both mesmerizing and disconcerting, while the veiny membrane that surrounds it hints at the fragility of the human form. The blood-red pupil, a symbol of the primal and the forbidden, seems to hold the viewer in its unwavering gaze, as if daring them to look away. The wings, a dramatic blend of feathers and flesh, are a testament to the power of imagination and the allure of the surreal. Each feather, a unique work of art in its own right, is adorned with intricate patterns and vibrant hues, while the blood-red veins that course through them provide a stark contrast to the otherwise ethereal beauty of the wings. The background, a dramatic blend of twilight skies and rolling hills, is reminiscent of the romantic landscapes of Caspar David Friedrich and the dreamlike visions of Salvador Dalí. The simple beauty of the scene is a testament to the power of the imagination to transcend the boundaries of reality and the allure of the surreal. Inspired by the haunting beauty of Guillermo del Toro's Pan's Labyrinth and the unsettling imagery of H.R. Giger, the scene comes to life with a blend of beauty, horror, and mystery. The floating eye, a surreal oddity that defies explanation, is a testament to the boundless potential of the human imagination and the allure of the uncanny
    ↑ trending on artstation 4/5 ★★★★☆, Imagine a dragon of fiery red hues, a creature of majestic and fearsome beauty. Its scales gleam like polished rubies, reflecting the light in such a way that they appear to glow from within. Each scale is a masterpiece of craftsmanship, overlapping perfectly to form a formidable armor that shimmers with every movement. The dragon's immense wings stretch out proudly, spanning the width of a grand hall. Membranes between its elongated fingers are a translucent crimson, allowing sunlight to filter through and cast a warm, fiery glow on the ground below. As it beats its wings, a rush of heated air swirls around, carrying with it the faint scent of smoldering embers. Its head is adorned with horns that curve back towards its neck, their tips sharp and gleaming like molten metal. Eyes like molten gold gaze out with an ancient wisdom, reflecting the intelligence that surpasses mortal understanding. Flames flicker at the corners of its mouth, a testament to the inferno that lies within. The dragon's tail, long and sinuous, ends in a barbed tip that lashes back and forth with restless energy. Each movement of its tail sends ripples through the air, leaving a trail of shimmering heat in its wake. Embedded within its scales are veins of glowing magma, pulsating with the dragon's life force. As it moves, the ground beneath its feet trembles, scorched by the mere presence of such immense power. A low, rumbling growl emanates from deep within its chest, a warning to any who dare to challenge its dominion. In flight, the dragon cuts through the sky with grace and precision. Trails of sparks and embers follow in its wake, leaving a fiery comet-like streak against the azure expanse above. Its roar reverberates through the air like thunder, striking awe and fear into the hearts of those who witness its majesty. This fiery red dragon embodies not just raw power, but a regal presence that commands respect and admiration. It is a creature of myth and legend, a guardian of ancient treasures and keeper of secrets buried within the depths of time.
    A striking gorgon, her face captivating despite the danger it holds. Her serpentine hair coils and shifts subtly, each scale catching the dim light and adding texture to her deadly elegance. Her golden eyes glimmer like polished coins, framed by a defiant gaze that seems to dare the viewer to meet them. Faint, intricate patterns resembling scales trace along her cheekbones, blending seamlessly into her smooth, pale skin. The stone ruins of an ancient temple blur softly in the background, suggesting her domain without distracting from her hypnotic visage.
    A solitary muse standing amidst a barren yet luminous landscape of fractured glass and cascading red roses. Her pose is poised and daring, with bold contrasts of shadow and light highlighting the delicate curve of her form. A crown of twisting gold filigree hovers above her head, symbolizing desire and transcendence, while her eyes pierce the viewer, daring them to confront their own perceptions.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: A steampunk woman, hauteur-coutre, vogue, light colors, stylish wide-brim hat, wearing colorful goggles on her eyes, in the style of Expressionism. PRODUCTION PROMPT: In a world where steam-powered machines whirred to life like mighty beasts, a vision emerged from the smoke and machinery - a steampunk siren. Her name was whispered among inventors and aristocrats, who would stop at nothing to catch a glimpse of her majestic beauty. With elegance born of rebellion, she wore her striking features with confidence, like a mistress of the night. Her frame seemed chiseled from copper pipes and brass fittings, slender yet strong as an alchemist's still. Her tresses cascaded down her back like molten gold, illuminated by the soft glow of luminescent filaments in her dark hairpins. A daring ensemble of intricate patterns, woven from silks and laces, framed her curves like a velvet cloak, revealing hints of secret treasures beneath. A showstopping wide-brimmed hat adorned with feathers, jewels, and what appeared to be actual gears dominated her head, as if the very architecture of the world had converged upon it. It cast a shadow on her complexion, accentuating the smoky depth of her eyes - two shining stars that seemed to contain worlds within them. As she walked through bustling city streets, a constellation of colorful goggles gleamed atop her cranium, casting kaleidoscopic shadows across the cobblestones. These were no ordinary spectacles; they shimmered with iridescent hues, refracting light like shards of stained glass. In these eyes of pure opulence, worlds beyond our own might reside, where steam engines hummed in harmony with celestial music. In a whirlwind of smoke and steam, this captivating figure vanished into the ether, leaving behind only whispers of her name - "La Belle Mechanique" - an enchanted enchantress whose very existence transformed the world around her.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (terry oakes:1.4). A surrealistic depiction of a random fantasy scene of the mythical beast genre. complex patterns. PRODUCTION PROMPT: In a realm where mystique and wonder entwined, a realm born from the dreams of ancient sages and whispered secrets of a bygone era, an artist's brush danced with fervor, conjuring forth a tapestry of surrealism. Inspired by the masterful strokes of Terry Oakes, whose 1:4 scale had once brought the mystical to life in breathtaking vistas, this visionaries' hands wove a rich brocade of wonder, destined to capture the hearts of those who dared to venture into its realm. At the center of this fantastical tableau, a creature of myth and legend arose from the ether, its essence distilled into an unparalleled synthesis of elegance and ferocity. The beast's form was a masterful amalgamation of the bizarre and the beautiful, with each detail meticulously crafted to evoke a sense of awe and reverence in the beholder. Complex patterns, reminiscent of an intricately woven labyrinth, seemed to pulsate beneath the creature's very skin, as if the very fabric of its being had been transformed into a symphony of shapes and hues. These intricate motifs danced across the canvas like celestial bodies in alignment with the cosmos, imbuing the artwork with a sense of depth and dimensionality that defied the boundaries of reality. As the eye delved deeper into this surrealistic realm, it became increasingly apparent that no two elements were ever in harmony – yet, somehow, they coexisted in a delicate balance of chaos and order. The creature's ethereal plumage fluttered in time with an unseen melody, while its eyes burned with an inner fire, as if the very essence of its being had been distilled into a potent elixir. In this dreamlike landscape, where fantasy and reality blurred, the artist's vision reignited the flame of imagination, beckoning all who encountered it to step forth into the unknown. As the colors and patterns merged in a kaleidoscope of wonder, one couldn't help but be drawn inexorably into the heart of this mystical realm – a world forged from the very essence of fantasy itself.
    Create an intricately detailed digital art rendering in high-resolution oil painting style, capturing a sartorially avant-garde top-down shot scene. The composition showcases the fusion of luxury and whimsy, featuring an opulent emerald gem nestled atop thigh socks, juxtaposed with striking red torn fabric elements echoing Rotom's vivid hues. This high fashion tableau pays homage to Charles Perry's daring designs, merging practicality with creative expression through playful yet sophisticated color contrasts and patterns. Masterfully executed lighting accentuates the gem's luster against the fabric's rough texture, while a carefully curated atmosphere exudes an innovative fashion narrative that blends pop culture iconography with cutting-edge style.
    A portrait of Anubis in a haunting right profile, with piercing sapphire eyes that shine like two glittering stars, exuding an otherworldly intensity and seeming to bore into the very soul of the beholder. His irises are flecked with tiny lightning bolts, illuminating the simmering wrath beneath his exterior, as if ready to unleash its fury upon anyone who dares to meet his gaze. His face is a masterful blend of anger, understanding, and benevolence, as if he embodies both fierce protector and wise mentor. The raised eyebrow above his right eye is a perpetual question mark, silently questioning the audacity of mortals who dare to gaze upon him, as if challenging them to persuade him of their worthiness.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (gary varvel:1.4), as a (light field photography:1.6). A surrealistic Urban Fantasy scene. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (gary varvel:1.4), as a (light field photography:1.6). In the midst of a long-forgotten city, where crumbling spires pierced the smog-shrouded sky and mystical energies seeped from ancient stones, a lone figure emerged like a whispered secret. The subject of this enigmatic portrait stands before us, a vision in worn leather and weathered fabrics, with eyes that burn like smoldering coals beneath a crescent moon mask. The city around them is a labyrinth of twilight hues, with buildings that twist and writhe like living serpents, their ornate facades etched with strange symbols that shimmer like the surface of an opalescent lake. As our gaze wanders through this dreamscape, we catch glimpses of unseen specters flitting about the edges of perception, while wisps of fog curl around stalwart tree trunks, imbuing them with an otherworldly presence. In the foreground, a tumble of rust-hued books spills from a pedestal, as if the subject's own memories had been exhumed to form this surreal tableau. With one hand resting upon the worn cover of a tome bound in supple black leather, our figure seems to be absorbing the secrets within, while the other clutches an ornate dagger adorned with gemstones that mirror the moon's silvery luminescence. The composition is weighted by the presence of two fantastical creatures: a colossal rat perched atop a gnarled column, gazing down at our subject with eyes aglow like hot coals, and a towering raven soaring overhead, its wings outstretched in defiance as if daring the very fabric of reality to unravel. And yet, amidst this dreamlike tableau, there exists an air of melancholy, as if our figure stands poised between worlds, about to cross into realms both wondrous and foreboding.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: A steampunk woman, hauteur-coutre, vogue, light colors, stylish wide-brim hat, wearing colorful goggles on her eyes, in the style of Expressionism. PRODUCTION PROMPT: In a dimly lit, smoke-filled room, set against the backdrop of a bustling Victorian-era metropolis, stands a woman of unyielding elegance and whimsy. Her stature exudes an air of confidence, as if the very foundations of society were hers to defy. A statuesque figure, she is draped in luxurious fabrics, intricately tailored to accentuate her slender physique. The dominant hues of this fashion icon are those of luminous dawn, with soft pink and baby blue tones adorning her attire. Adorned upon her visage, a resplendent wide-brimmed hat towers above her features, its curved silhouette evoking the majestic forms of Gothic spires. Its fabric is a kaleidoscope of colors - swirling patterns reminiscent of sunsets, dancing with shades of saffron and amethyst, all rendered in an exaggerated Expressionist style that imbues the piece with a sense of dynamic movement. Perched atop her noble brow, two glittering goggles perch, casting tiny spectacles upon her eyes. Colored crystals refract light as she moves, casting miniature prisms across her face - shards of sapphire and topaz set amidst delicate filigree and sparkling emeralds, all swirling in an intricate dance that bespeaks the wearer's adventurous spirit. Her gaze is direct and resolute, daring the viewer to challenge her perceptions. Her eyes seem to burn with an inner fire, a flame fueled by intellect and wit as she surveys her surroundings with cool calculation. This woman of innovation stands at the pinnacle of creative expression, her style a symphony of contrasting elements - science and art, luxury and practicality, all harmoniously intertwined in a beautiful tapestry that challenges conventional notions of fashion and elegance.
    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.
    Inside the hollowed entrance of a mechanical, Beeple-inspired, cybernetic Sphinx, is a sanctuary from Hurricane-ridden Interstellar storms, where, amidst remnants of a sanctum Martin Deschambault would dare envision - flowers crumble violently with Fomapan 400 soft grain presence, within hallucinatory beauty alongside facial features torn brutally away, reeled apart revealing decomposing teeth awkward in dreadful grin - rictus grotesque. Remaining slivers converge eerily of unburdened soul trapped under a maelstrom in skull of neon cast as mollix eyes shaper part shattering back twisted tearing skin like wisterial as Sphinx watched ravings of merciless cataclysms mangled glower hollow for ravinging blunderbund black blighter rattle dregs muntaining ravages down wind dark whirl a luch vial deject down sky swoapng twirling tearing swirl a hurrianed torn bone remains
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: A steampunk woman, hauteur-coutre, vogue, light colors, stylish wide-brim hat, wearing colorful goggles on her eyes, in the style of Expressionism. PRODUCTION PROMPT: Envision a mesmerizing portrait of a refined and adventurous steampunk woman, standing confidently against a richly textured backdrop of worn leather and metallic hues. Her imposing yet delicate physique is poised beneath a show-stopping hauteur-couture ensemble, adorned with intricate lace, tassels, and gleaming brass accents that seem to shimmer in the soft, golden light. Atop her resplendent coiffure, a wide-brimmed hat sits at an angle, its vibrant floral pattern and delicate curved shape adding a touch of whimsy and old-world elegance. The brim itself is rimed with a scattering of polished gemstones, lending an air of mystical allure to the overall effect. But it's her eyes that truly capture the essence of this extraordinary individual – two gleaming orbs shielded by colorful goggles that evoke the spirit of adventure and daring. As if ready to take on the world, these steampunk vixens goggles seem to sparkle with an inner light, their bright hues radiating an aura of energy, intelligence, and unbridled curiosity. The expression on her face is a masterful blend of poise and playfulness – a sly smile playing on her lips as she gazes forth from beneath the brim of her hat. A whiff of cigarette smoke curls around her slender fingers, where they grasp a delicate silver handle adorned with tiny gears and cogs. Every element in this captivating portrait seems to coalesce into a breathtaking celebration of feminine fortitude and steampunk panache.
    style of keiichi tanaami, done as a circuit diagram. Depict an enigmatic Asian steampunk woman posing elegantly in a lavish 19th-century inspired setting. Her slender figure is draped in intricately designed corseted attire adorned with copper filigree and brass accents, showcasing an array of hidden gears and clockwork mechanisms. A wide-brimmed hat sits atop her head, its surface etched with mystical symbols that shimmer like moonlit diamonds. The goggles perched upon her eyes are a marvel of craftsmanship – vibrant, swirling patterns dance across the crystal lenses, radiating a kaleidoscope of colors in response to the surrounding environment. Her skin bears an otherworldly glow, hinting at an uncanny affinity for the arcane forces that shape this steampunk realm. In one hand, she grasps an ornate mechanical armillary sphere adorned with delicate, glittering gemstones that reflect a symphony of twinkling stars on a midnight sky. The intricate device whirrs softly as it tracks celestial movements and channels her innate telepathic abilities to decipher the secrets hidden within the labyrinthine paths of time. The steampunk woman's enigmatic gaze transcends the boundaries between this world and the next, casting a mesmerizing spell over those who dare witness her splendor. The subtle whisper of steam engines echoes through the air as she savoring each moment in timeless elegance, defying gravity and convention alike.
    the most beautiful woman ever to exist (insta selfie) her eyes: skyscrapers, her lips— the sea foam kiss of gods drunk on themselves a frame (filtered, framed) & time tilts sideways— she, the axis of the universe, the instant eternal. click. the most beautiful woman ever to exist— (insta selfie) this world holds no more light than her thumb, poised above a pixelated galaxy; here: a fragment of her face (yet whole) is the religion of angles, shadows, filters, faintly smiling— (oh mortal, dare you double-tap divinity?)
    the most beautiful woman ever to exist (insta selfie) her eyes: skyscrapers, her lips— the sea foam kiss of gods drunk on themselves a frame (filtered, framed) & time tilts sideways— she, the axis of the universe, the instant eternal. click. the most beautiful woman ever to exist— (insta selfie) this world holds no more light than her thumb, poised above a pixelated galaxy; here: a fragment of her face (yet whole) is the religion of angles, shadows, filters, faintly smiling— (oh mortal, dare you double-tap divinity?)
    A striking gorgon, her face captivating despite the danger it holds. Her serpentine hair coils and shifts subtly, each scale catching the dim light and adding texture to her deadly elegance. Her golden eyes glimmer like polished coins, framed by a defiant gaze that seems to dare the viewer to meet them. Faint, intricate patterns resembling scales trace along her cheekbones, blending seamlessly into her smooth, pale skin. The stone ruins of an ancient temple blur softly in the background, suggesting her domain without distracting from her hypnotic visage.

      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