Squidward upset with SpongeBob in old-fashioned movie scene.

an upset skinny average looking 14 year old kid emptys a dishwasher in a texas 1990s suburban home while his friends play card games at the kitchen table in the background

Innsmouth look dead fish eyes frontal human portrait black and white static hyperrealistic old photo --ar 70:99

gangster spongebob in a green suit smoking a cigar with money poking out of his suit

For a 'Stranger Things'-inspired scene set in a forest during the 80s, imagine a dense, misty woodland at twilight. The trees cast long, eerie shadows under the soft, diffused light of the setting sun. A path winds through the forest, lined with old-fashioned bikes, hinting at the presence of adventurous kids. The atmosphere is mysterious and suspenseful, yet the lighting remains even and gentle, ideal for creating an intriguing backdrop without the need for complex editing, and allowing space for characters to be added seamlessly into the scene. --s 500 --style raw --ar 16:9 --v 6.0

girl on a swing creepy

horror movie with dim sum --ar 16:9

An antique Nativity scene, vintage, old fashioned, simple image,coloring image for adults, bold lines, 2d vector art, black and white, white background --ar 17:22 --v 5.0

emotional realistic illustration, close up of a mother and 3 year old girl in front of the kindergarten, mom is crouching at her level and talking to her daughter, the girl is a bit upset and thoughtful, backlight

emotional realistic illustration, close up of a mother and 3 year old girl in front of the kindergarten, mom is crouching at her level and talking to her daughter, the girl is a bit upset, cinematic light

This is the “living” room of Jerry Frost’s house. It is evening. The room (and, by implication, the house) is small and stuffy--it’s an awful bother to raise these old-fashioned windows; some of them stick, and besides it’s extravagant to let in much cold air, here in the middle of March. I can’t say much for the furniture, either. Some of it’s instalment stuff, imitation leather with the grain painted on as an after-effect, and some of it’s dingily, depressingly old. That bookcase held A Library of the World’s Best Literature. That couch would be dangerous to sit upon without a map showing the location of all craters, hillocks, and thistle-patches. And three dead but shamefully unburied clocks stare eyelessly before them from their perches around the walls.