The Tipsy Trickster: Hallucinations in the Fog

In the heart of London, where the fog clung to the cobblestones like a shroud, John Constantine found himself nursing a pint in a dimly lit pub, the kind where secrets whispered between the walls. The night had started innocently enough, but as the whiskey flowed, so did the shadows, twisting and curling around him like old friends. With each sip, the world around him began to blur, and the familiar faces of patrons morphed into grotesque caricatures, their laughter echoing like a sinister melody. It wasn’t long before a shimmering cloud of magic dust materialized before his bleary eyes, swirling with colors that danced like fireflies. As the line between reality and illusion faded, Constantine realized he was not just tipsy; he was teetering on the edge of a hallucinatory adventure that would drag him deep into the underbelly of the supernatural, where every sip could summon a new danger. Every shadow held a secret waiting to be uncovered.

[Workflow: A few NightCafe image prompts, merged in some magical mischief, and a distorted logo within Affinity Photo, since John is having trouble focusing his eyes.]

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Gaslight: John Constantine's Confrontation with Madness

John Constantine staggered through the haze of The Joker's laughing gas, his mind a chaotic whirlwind of manic laughter and twisted visions. The world around him warped into a surreal carnival of colors and shadows, but amidst the madness, his instincts kicked in. With a flick of his wrist, he summoned a flickering sigil, the air crackling with unstable magic. As the laughter echoed in his ears, he channeled the chaos, weaving spells that danced like fireflies, determined to turn the Joker's deadly joke back on itself before he lost his grip on reality entirely.

[Workflow: A few NightCafe image prompts, brought into Affinity Photo and the added pentagram, fiery portal and extra smoke Fx.]

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Best from NightCafe (creatures made from food, part 3)

Here are more delightful food-related AI images I gathered from NightCafe; while they are not my own, I found them so enjoyable that I saved copies here. Today's batch is all from @Cilia.

Son of Gouda

Broc-Lee

We call SCREAM for ice cream!

Supergirl Papercraft

I made a Supergirl papercraft creation during a prompted NightCafe session.   I cleaned up artifacts and added features with Affinity Photo during post-edits.

The Incredible (Papercraft) Hulk!

Here are some Incredible Hulk papercraft creations I prompted during a session with NightCafe.   I cleaned up artifacts and added features with Affinity Photo during post-edits.

More Batman Papercraft

Here are some Batman papercraft creations I prompted during a session with NightCafe.   I cleaned up artifacts and added features with Affinity Photo during post-edits.

Papercraft Superman

Here are some Superman papercraft creations I prompted during a session with NightCafe.   I cleaned up artifacts and added features with Affinity Photo during post-edits.

Zatanna at the Garrick Theatre

Get ready for an enchanting experience as the mesmerizing Zatanna Zatara takes the stage for a two-night-only engagement at London's iconic Garrick Theatre! Known for her spellbinding performances that blend magic and illusion with captivating storytelling, Zatanna promises to leave audiences spellbound. Join us for an unforgettable evening filled with wonder, laughter, and a touch of the supernatural as this beloved sorceress showcases her extraordinary talents in the heart of the West End. Don't miss your chance to witness the magic live!

[Workflow: Started with several images prompted in Tengr, and NightCafe, and then combined portions of those together for the final image. Re-used the "Two Nights Only" vector logo I made previously to add to the stage's backdrop screen. Used Affinity Designer for the spiral wand effects, and other minor clean-ups and additional paint texture applied done in Affinity Photo.]

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Zatanna Zatara Sitting on Stage

Zatanna Zatara sitting on stage as a cloud of magic smoke disperses in the background.

[Workflow: Image prompt started in NightCafe, then added smoke, font, and some minor AI artifact clean-ups]

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Constantine's Gambit: A Game of Vampires

In the dimly lit, crumbling tenement apartment building on the outskirts of New York City's Lower East Side, a sense of foreboding hung in the air like a miasma. It was a place where the living and the dead coexisted in an uneasy dance, where the walls ran thick with the secrets of the damned. At the heart of this eerie domain was John Constantine, a man with a reputation for being as ruthless as he was cunning. A vampire, or so the whispers went, with a taste for blood and a talent for manipulation. But Constantine was no ordinary creature of the night. He was a being of darkness, with eyes that burned like embers from the depths of hell. And he was not alone. A vampire bat, its leathery wings beating softly in the shadows, watched with cold, calculating eyes as Constantine went about his business, collecting debts and exacting revenge on those who dared to cross him.

[Workflow: I created the vampire, buildings, and JC during separate prompt sessions in Tengr, and the bat from a NightCafe prompt.   Combined everything into a single image, added a fog layer, spectral glare behind the bat, and the font work. Hand-fixed up AI artifact issues from the various source images during final edits in Affinity Photo.]

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Dreary Bus Ride with John Constantine

As the dreary London fog swirled around the bus, John Constantine gazed out the grimy window at the city's grey modern sprawl. The bus rumbled along the crowded streets of downtown, the iconic Big Ben tower looming in the distance like a skeletal giant. Constantine's eyes, red-rimmed from a night of heavy smoking and harder drinking, squinted against the misty drizzle that clung to his face like a damp shroud. He was headed to a meeting with a mysterious client, one who claimed to have information about the latest supernatural shenanigans plaguing the city. But as the bus inched along, Constantine's mind began to wander, his thoughts consumed by the weight of his own mortality and the endless struggle against the forces of darkness that lurked in every shadow. The bus lurched to a stop and Constantine's gaze drifted back to the fog-shrouded streets, his eyes narrowing as he sensed something malevolent lurking just beyond the veil of reality.

[Workflow: Inspired by an Aaron Campbell panel from John Constantine, Hellblazer: Dead in America #1, I then started with a basic image of JC from a couple NightCafe image prompts, hand-fixed up AI artifact issues, layered in better glass for the windows, and added more paint texture to the outer bus shell during final edits in Affinity Photo.]

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Aaron Cambell's inspirational panel

John Standing in a Back Alley

John Constantine is standing in a back alley.  This quick image was created within NightCafe with a couple minor fixes by hand.

The Dark Side of John's Cigarette Habit

As the acrid smoke of the underworld swirled around him, John Constantine stood tall, his worn leather trenchcoat flapping open like a dark wing. The stench of brimstone and despair hung heavy in the air, but the cynical mage barely flinched, his eyes fixed on the burning pyre before him. His left hand cradled the cigarette, the ember glowing like a tiny, defiant star amid the infernal chaos. The flames that danced around him seemed to flicker in time with the rhythm of his slow, deliberate drags as if the very fires of hell itself were drawn to the rebellious spark within him. And yet, despite the apocalyptic backdrop, Constantine's gaze remained calm, his expression a mask of world-weary resignation. He was a man who'd faced the abyss and emerged with a few scars, a cigarette pack of Mayfairs, and a healthy dose of skepticism. As he exhaled a plume of smoke, the darkness seemed to writhe and twist around him, as if the very fabric of the underworld was trying to claim him as its own. But Constantine just smiled a wry, mirthless curve of his lips, and took another long, slow drag on his cigarette.

[Workflow: Started with a basic image of JC from image prompts in Tengr, hand-fixed up AI artifact issues, then used Freepik's Pikaso inpainting expansion feature to give a wider-angle view. Generated some of the flames with Nightcafe prompts, and the wings with Tengr.   Merged and layered in all the pieces into a single image. Added cigarette and smoke, added a swirling layer of hellish smoke, enhanced the flames, and added sparks/ember Fx for the final edits in Affinity Photo.]

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Rooftop Batman

I started this image from a NightCafe image prompt, then finished it up in Affinity with artifact clean-ups, updating the bricks with a new texture overlay and more clouds.

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The Trench Coat Magician's Escape as London Burns

John Constantine's trenchcoat flapped wildly behind him as he sprinted down the London street, his eyes fixed on the pavement ahead. The sounds of chaos and destruction echoed through the air, and the acrid smell of smoke and brimstone filled his nostrils. But it was the sight behind him that sent a shiver down his spine - a demonic dragon, its scales glinting like black diamonds in the fading light, breathed fire across the rooftops of the buildings, sending flames licking at the windows and doors. The dragon's eyes, like two burning coals, seemed to bore into Constantine's back, and he could feel its malevolent gaze urging him to run faster. His tie flapped wildly in the wind, and his hair was disheveled, but Constantine's face was set in a determined grimace as he fled from the inferno. He knew that he had to get away from the dragon, and from whatever dark forces had summoned it to the streets of London. But as he ran, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being herded towards some unknown fate, and that the dragon was just the beginning of his troubles.

[Workflow: JC's starter image from my Tengr prompt, then layered in the dragon from Nightcafe prompt, and I found a nice flamethrower image for the fire breath.  Depth-of-field, fire and particle layers, canvas texturing, and other clean-ups in Affinity.]

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The Two-Headed Tumble with John Constantine

As the darkness fell over the city, casting a shadowy gloom over the deserted streets, John Constantine lay on his back, his eyes squinting against the gentle drizzle of rain. It was 7pm on a chilly autumn evening, and the only sound was the distant hum of traffic and the patter of raindrops on the pavement. He was sprawled across the corner of a deserted Chicago sidewalk, the intersection a lonely and foreboding place. As he lay there, he felt a strange sensation, as if the shadowy image of a two-headed dragon was overlaying his own form, its scales glinting in the faint streetlights. The dragon's heads were twisted in opposite directions, one gazing up at the sky with a fierce intensity, the other staring down at the pavement with a cold, calculating gaze. The concrete beneath him was cracked and shattered, a testament to the incredible fall he'd taken just moments before. Now, as he slowly sat up, rubbing his sore head, Constantine couldn't help but wonder what other supernatural surprises the night might hold. Behind him, the neon signs of a liquor store, a game shop, and a cheap $5 store cast a gaudy glow over the deserted streets, a reminder of the mundane world that lay just beyond the realm of the supernatural.

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The Devil's Dust: John Constantine's Last Stand

In the depths of Hell, amidst swirling clouds of devilish dust, John Constantine, the renowned occult detective from DC Comics, finds himself looking upward at the towering 20-foot demon known as Malgorthrax. Kneeling down, John's eyes blaze with determination as he channels his mystical powers. With a swift motion, he places his hand on the dusty ground, casting a spell that unleashes vibrant streams of purple and green plasma. The magical energy surges forth, striking Malgorthrax's hooven feet first, then spiraling upward until the demon is fully engulfed by hex fire.

[Workflow: Used Tengr + Nightcafe to generate separate pieces: demon, John, basic background, and some runic symbols.  Masked in additional layers such as the dust storm, pixel layers to create more dust, plasma particles, runic glow, etc.  Assembled everything within Affinity.]

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John Constantine casts a powerful spell outward...

Catwoman Thieving (Jewels for the Taking)

A few Nightcafe images I created of Catwoman collecting some jewelry, which I then cleaned up within Affinity for final posting.

John Constantine (The Trench Coat Magician)

A few Nightcafe and Tengr images I created of John Constantine which I then cleaned up within Affinity for final posting.

Emma Frost teaching some New Mutants about trigonometry

Emma Frost teaching some New Mutants about trigonometry. The image started in NightCafe then AI errors were cleaned up by hand.