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NSFW Artist.+18 Dinosaur erotica and Questionable Paleoart
"The Warmth of Her Scales." A free illustrated dinosaur erotica coming in June.
The Clay Hut. These modest dwellings were often made up of only a single main room where most daily activities took place and belongings were stored, along with a sleeping chamber that held a shared bed.
Clay was found in abundance in this region, making it an essential resource, for crafting vessels, utensils, and building homes. Believed to have been made from the body of the Earthmother Gaeana, it was treated with deep care and respect.
Be careful when exploring unfamiliar jungles, you never know when you might unknowingly step into someone else's territory.
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"They move faster and with more agility than anything that size should be able to… but what truly unsettles me is how eerily silent they are."—Excerpt from the journal of a former Elymniya soldier. Fan-Art of archiveofourown.org/works/594975...
The Valley. The home of the Song People; a small tribe that lived within the cradle of these soaring ridges. Humble in their ways, they lived from the honest toil of their hands, finding joy in the warmth of kinship as their hymns of earth and life echoed across the land.
It was a day of celebration. The crop had been bountiful, and the village gathered for a festival to celebrate. Food was served in abundance, with steaming platters of roasted roots, spiced grains, and freshly baked loaves filling the air with their rich aromas.
I was sleeping when a massive weight suddenly pressed down on me. "Morning!" she teased, shifting slightly, making sure I felt every inch of her heavy form. I struggled to breathe, my limbs pinned beneath her. "The sun has already risen, or do you plan on staying in bed all day?"
The lake served as a hotspot of the village’s social life, acting as both a place for cleansing and community. The people would gather there to bathe, wash their clothes, and exchange the latest rumors and gossip with one another.
Harvesting fruit from high branches was often a challenge for those of us of shorter stature, but it was nothing a bit of teamwork could not solve.
POV: You're are being invaded by evil Space Dragons and made the terrible mistake of being cute. Fanart of @casishashka.bsky.social's Story Paenitentia.