FLUX1 Dev
A boy, 18, lies on the table, heart pounding, his bare back pressed to the vinyl, paper sticking to…
A boy, 18, lies on the table, heart pounding, his bare back pressed to the vinyl, paper sticking to sweat-slick skin, Across from him, the doctor stands, sharp…
AuthorSPARK NINETEEN
Details
- Type
- FLUX1 Dev
- Dimensions
- 1024 × 1024
- Checkpoint
- Flux1 Dev
- Created
- Wait Time
- 1 min 11 sec
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- Generation Settings
- euler / sgm_uniform · 28 steps · CFG 12
- Seed
- 681566751
Prompt
A boy, 18, lies on the table, heart pounding, his bare back pressed to the vinyl, paper sticking to sweat-slick skin, Across from him, the doctor stands, sharp-eyed, his white coat crisp, a penlight tucked in his pocket from routine checks—eyes, ears, heartbeat—that stretched time slow, deceptively calm. : “Ok, let’s check down here.” The words hang, a hinge, as his hands move—swift, unyielding—yanking the boy’s jeans and underwear to his ankles in one motion, denim and cotton snagging, pooling at his feet.
