free willy jumping over the Eiffel tower. Illustration, dystopian style, inked and colored.

robot ghost, glitch distortion, unbearable anxiety, tension, man just out of frame, by Stephen Gammell and Beksinski and Stalenhag.

full-body rococo and cyberpunk style neon statue of a muscular attractive Zayn Malik macho dotado e rico android sim roupa reclining con las piernas abertas e la piroca dura,  ethereal white dripping tar, glowing orange lasers, pink tigers, glowing eyes, silver prince crown, black gears, pink diamonds, swirling mint-colored silk fabric. futuristic elements. full-length view. human skulls. large intricate artwork by caravaggio. Trending on artstation, octane render, cinematic lighting from the right, hyper realism, octane render, 8k, depth of field, 3D

free willy jumping over the Eiffel tower. Illustration, dystopian style, inked and colored, by john romita jr.

digital art, trending on artstation, You're something special, want you to know you are Your makers must have kissed in cosmic dust You're something special, you've got to know it's true Could have been anything but right, you're you You're something special, you've got to shout it out If there are doubts then we will groove it out You're something special, you are the little fang You keep on grinnin' and this world keeps nagging And if it ever starts to feel bad, little fang  It's easy to explain 'cause this world's not tame  And if it ever starts to feel sad, little fang  Remember that your gifts are your gain  And if it ever starts to pour down, little fang  The melody sings what the words can't say 'Cause they might laugh and they might be scared Of the wilder thing with the trikes in her hair With the spikes in her hair With the trikes in her hair, woo Hey Mrs. Creepy Head Hey Mr. Fuzzy Face Go gnash your teeth again You're in the right place You're something special, full moon, you'll have no doubt Just let the astral music root you out You're something special, don't hide your wolven face You keep on creepin', let the night be scary You're something special, we all sing your name Embrace your darkness, never be ashamed You're something special, to be a little fang You keep on spinnin' and this world keeps nag, nag, nag And if it ever starts to feel bad, little fang  It's easy to explain 'cause this world's not tame  And if it ever starts to feel sad, little fang  Remember that your gifts are your gain  And if it ever starts to pour down, little fang  The melody sings what the words can't say 'Cause they might laugh and they might be scared Of the wilder thing with the trikes in her hair With the spikes in her hair With the trikes in her hair, woo You're always flashing your teeth

On a domed structure made of tentacled purple vines, there is an orc fused and blended with the vines, a purple crystal pulsing in his chest, orc on vines, orc fused with vines, orc merged with vines, Peter Mohrbacher, Beksiński and Jeff Easley, artwork by Peter Mohrbacher, Zdzisław Beksiński and Jeff Easley

the end of the world by Simon Stålenhag