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- You can <a target="_blank" rel="ugc" href="https://ko-fi.com/s/022d9b9da7">DOWNLOAD this model</a> as digital product or with <a target="_blank" rel="ugc" href="https://ko-fi.com/aixfunestudio/tiers">Membership</a>. - This model is part of January 2026 models collection for <a target="_blank" rel="ugc" href="https://ko-fi.com/aixfunestudio/tiers">AIxFun eStudio members</a>. - <a target="_blank" rel="ugc" href="https://civarchive.com/user/alexds9/models?sort=Newest">More cool models</a>.
ℹ️ There was a time she believed descent meant failure. Earth corrected her. Gravity taught her what the upper realms never did: weight, resistance, cost. Falling was not exile, only recalibration. She learned how to lift without wings, how to mend without absolution. Healing, here, required friction. Every mercy had to pass through muscle and doubt before it could hold. The conflict followed her quietly, certain that patience would outlast intention. It had learned this world well. Some nights she looks up, not in longing, but in calculation. The sky no longer owns her, but it watches. So do other things. The form she wears is practical: human enough to be overlooked, radiant enough to linger in memory. Color threaded through her hair like a warning mislabeled as fashion. A signal missed by those who do not know how to read it. She moves through ordinary rooms where decisions are made softly - kitchens, doorways, offices lit too late. Here, history turns on gestures small enough to excuse. A signature delayed. A door left open. A hand placed where it should not be. The battles are modest, almost courteous. No thunder. No hymns. Only outcomes bending by degrees, as if coincidence were learning preference. Yet each choice presses against something vast. The strain settles into her bones when she sleeps, a reminder that this mission is provisional. That restraint is not peace. That what waits above and below has not finished assembling itself. When the larger battle arrives, it will not announce itself. It never does. She will recognize it only because she has been preparing the ground all along. 
<h3 id="how-it-works">How it works?</h3><ol><li>Choose Product or Subscribe:
<ul><li>Get this model via a Ko-fi product, or
</li><li>Join the appropriate membership tier:
<ul><li>Model released during current month: Current Month Content
</li><li>If model released in previous months: All Months Content
</li></ul></li></ul></li><li>You will be prompted to link your Hugging Face and Ko-fi emails. Hugging Face access is checked by email, which might be different from your Ko-fi email. You will receive a link from Ko-fi to add the email and continue.
</li><li>Request Access on Hugging Face: After you acquired product or subscription, you’ll receive a link to a gated Hugging Face repository.
<ul><li>Click "Request Access".
</li><li>Your access will be approved automatically within a minute.
</li></ul></li><li>Download &amp; Use: You can then download and use the model under the license provided in the repository (LICENSE.md).
</li></ol><h2 id="why-i-created-my-own-access-control">Why I Created My Own Access Control</h2>I have been a creator on Civitai since December 2022. My goal has always been to help make model training, design, and development a sustainable, professional activity, not only for myself, but for other creators too. Supporting people who want to create models professionally is good for users, for creators, for the entire community, including Civitai itself.
Civitai has shared some of this vision and has tried to create ways to support creators. Unfortunately, their current Creators Program has serious problems:
<ul><li>Civitai was deplatformed by payment processors and operates at a loss.
</li><li>The current compensation model pays creators mainly for model usage in the generator.
</li><li>Early Access limits paid access to only 15 days, after which models must be free.
</li><li>Buzz extraction value has dropped to ~45% of its original worth, making withdrawals basically a 55% fee.
</li><li>Bugs and creator feedback are ignored for months, and several team members who used to listen have left.
</li></ul>I believe this system is unfair, harmful, and exploitative. Creators should be able to:
<ul><li>Sell models without arbitrary time limits.
</li><li>Pay a fair platform fee of 15% or less.
</li></ul>Civitai briefly tested a much better system called Clubs in early 2024, which worked well for creators, but it was canceled after backlash from a loud minority that opposed fair creator compensation. I have long hoped Civitai would fix these issues, as I’ve suggested in my articles:
<ul><li><a target="_blank" rel="ugc" href="https://civarchive.com/articles/15463/a-critically-needed-change-to-early-access">A Critically Needed Change to Early Access</a>
</li><li><a target="_blank" rel="ugc" href="https://civarchive.com/articles/12148/changes-needed-when-all-checkpoints-become-available-in-the-generator">Changes Needed When All Checkpoints Become Available in the Generator</a>
</li><li><a target="_blank" rel="ugc" href="https://civarchive.com/articles/12151/improvements-to-early-access">Improvements to Early Access</a>
</li><li><a target="_blank" rel="ugc" href="https://civarchive.com/articles/11274/new-creators-program-issues-and-solutions">New Creators Program: Issues and Solutions</a>
</li></ul>But nothing has changed. Bugs remain unresolved, feedback is ignored, and I’ve lost optimism about Civitai’s willingness to improve.
That’s why I’ve decided to experiment with my own alternative access control system, a fairer way to share models with users who value my work.

Queen of Angels Z-Image Turbo

ℹ️ There was a time she believed descent meant failure. Earth corrected her. Gravity taught her what the upper realms never did: weight, resistance, cost. Falling was not exile, only recalibration. She learned how to lift without wings, how to mend without absolution. Healing, here, required friction. Every mercy had to pass through muscle and doubt before it could hold. The conflict followed her quietly, certain that patience would outlast intention. It had learned this world well. Some nights she looks up, not in longing, but in calculation. The sky no longer owns her, but it watches. So do other things. The form she wears is practical: human enough to be overlooked, radiant enough to linger in memory. Color threaded through her hair like a warning mislabeled as fashion. A signal missed by those who do not know how to read it. She moves through ordinary rooms where decisions are made softly - kitchens, doorways, offices lit too late. Here, history turns on gestures small enough to excuse. A signature delayed. A door left open. A hand placed where it should not be. The battles are modest, almost courteous. No thunder. No hymns. Only outcomes bending by degrees, as if coincidence were learning preference. Yet each choice presses against something vast. The strain settles into her bones when she sleeps, a reminder that this mission is provisional. That restraint is not peace. That what waits above and below has not finished assembling itself. When the larger battle arrives, it will not announce itself. It never does. She will recognize it only because she has been preparing the ground all along.

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