FLUX1 Dev
Rowena Cruz, graphic novel style, bold ink outlines, short seductive build, fair bronze skin, plati…
Rowena Cruz, graphic novel style, bold ink outlines, short seductive build, fair bronze skin, platinum hair with dark roots, full-leg black fishnets, mischievo…
Details
- Type
- FLUX1 Dev
- Dimensions
- 768 × 1344
- Checkpoint
- Flux1 Dev
- Created
- Wait Time
- 1 min 8 sec
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- Generation Settings
- ddim / sgm_uniform · 22 steps · CFG 12
- Seed
- 3374728606
Prompt
Rowena Cruz, graphic novel style, bold ink outlines, short seductive build, fair bronze skin, platinum hair with dark roots, full-leg black fishnets, mischievous smirk, chaotic romantic energy, Los Angeles mall, emotionally dangerous aura, Stylized hand-drawn graphic novel portrait of Rowena Cruz standing loose and lethal inside a sprawling, chaotic Los Angeles mall, leaning stiff-legged against a glowing storefront window waiting for the world to pass her by, her wild platinum blonde hair a mess of blown-out layers, dark brunette roots threading through where the hair parts, the messy halo framing a face built for soft lies and hard goodbyes, Her fair skin carries the soft bronze glow of long sun days, her dark brown eyes sharp with hidden flecks of violence, her mouth pulled into an alluring smirk designed to ruin afternoons, her cropped pale strappy top clinging lightly to her small but dangerous frame, the hem teasing the line of her waist, Tattered thigh-length denim shorts cling to her hips, rough and frayed, her strong athletic legs encased in full black fishnet stockings, the pattern tight across her skin, leading down to bright chunky thick-soled sneakers splashed with the colors of rebellion and bad ideas, Her figure is compact and curving, wide at the hips, thick in the thighs, a body tuned for sudden turns and even faster exits, jewelry minimal, sharp vivid makeup, lips slicked in high-gloss, Around her, the mall is a riot of color and sound, crowds melting into rushing blurs, storefronts shouting in pastel and neon, the heavy air buzzing with noise and light, Rowena remains still, a fixed star of emotional gravity, pulling glances and crushing intentions without lifting a finger
