Yeah, absolutely is. Romans in particular had a habit of small charms and figures of penises. Even wind chimes!
Though, when depicting a man in his entirety, a small, flaccid penis was typically used.
The folks of Pompeii, though, loved their big dongs.
Do a search on this, I dare you!
It still sucks a little, though. I had some great tracking software I'd put together that lets you auto-post new art from users into Discord. Then Elmo wanted $10,000 a month to be able to do that.
I have added Bluesky to that software rather easily.
I can definitely understand staying where you are/were popular, when your day-to-day budget depends on income from your art.
A new chapter of my story, The Heart Grows www.royalroad.com/fiction/51893/the-heart-... now out!
Downloads:
Book 1 - https://excessive.space/s/m4
Book 2 - https://excessive.space/s/m5
Book 3 - https://excessive.space/s/m7
Book 4 - https://excessive.space/s/m8 (incomplete)
Cuuuuute!
The funny thing? When my Discord bot posted this, it spotted the FA version of the NSFW one was higher res, and was very similar, so used that image for the embed instead. 🤣
I can practically hear a ghostly, "Mads! Eat a damn apple!" followed by a blue glowing arm overlaying her right one, trying to stuff fruit in her mouth while she sucks the spray-cheese can dry.
7-dimensional pillowfight at 2.3 * Pi paces...
Why isn't it just a right that people can call emergency services during an emergency? Am I crazy here, or should people always be allowed to call, assuming it's in good faith?
Concerned parents who haven't been concerned enough to teach their kids about the internet, about topics they're going to encounter, or just keep an eye on them.
Asking the important questions right here.
Thanks for keeping us updated!
It's because Bluesky's API was RPing as Sergeant Schultz. It knew nothing. It saw nothing.
Wait, those peaches are for me!
More just poking fun at such tag sites that don't know the difference between a vulva, vestibule, or vagina.
Vaginal? How deep did he shove his paw?!
I have seen this one circling around before. There is a problem, though.
I am oooooolllllddddd. Born in '79, which made me 18 on '97.
There are too many good movies out in that year to pick a favorite. Seriously: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1997_in...
Glad you enjoyed it!
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Dang it, stop giving me inspiration. I hope you have a great day!
"Hold up. You're the firstborn daughter of the king!" Helena got a nod from the princess. "And the curse—?"
"Yes. I am the dragon. Ugh. Mom only let Dad put up the bounty because he wouldn't understand the curse. If you want to live, you should probably run."
"You can't control yourself?"
When Helena lifted the helmet from her head and let the bundled length of hair under it fall down her back, she caught the princess staring at her. "What?"
Blushing and trying to hide her face behind her own, more modestly cut bangs, Stephanie replied, "Nothing."
"And"—Stephanie continued her tirade of exposition—"if she found love, the curse would split between her and her intended." She fixed her eyes on the mercenary with gold intentions. "Which is why it's better if I stay here and don't try to… to find…"
"Dragons aren't just huge killing machines," Stephanie continued. "They have magic, too. She cursed my great-great that the firstborn daughter of every generation, until the eggs were replaced, would become a dragon.
"In a manner of speaking." That wasn't enough, though, and Stephanie knew it. "It's a curse. My great-great-great… grandmother… She hunted a dragon that was attacking the kingdom. She didn't know the rockfall would smash all those eggs, but the dragon didn't care.
"Well, come on then. In an hour we could be in that crappy little town jus—"
"That won't help! Then the dragon won't be here, but in the town!"
Confusion reigned, but Helena puzzled at it until she found a bridge. "It'll follow you?"
Shaking her head, Stephanie slumped her shoulders. "That's the thing, there is a dragon, and it'll be here in an hour." Lying, trying to push Helena away with the story, she huddled a little and pulled her knees up to her chest.
"What do you mean there's no dragon? I can just take you back and claim the reward?" A dream of gold coins rattled around in Helena's head as she contemplated the easiest rescue in history.
Love is real.
A meme. The image itself is the scene from the movie Jaws, where they're on a boat trying to catch the huge shark. The text reads "We're going to need a smaller violin"
