#questions answered

[inexplicifics]

Fake fic ask game: #accidental baby acquisition #accidental grandfather acquisition #accidental brother(s) acquisition #Whole accidental family acquired #Whoops

Jaskier makes it to Kaer Morhen with one lute, one princess, and half a pair of shoes. Really, he thinks, he's doing pretty well, given that he started without any shoes at all.

[taintandviolent]

“youre a lot more flexible than i thought” with eddie munson PLEASEEEE IBEG

warnings: fingering, eddie wanting more. a/n: this was kinda' short but!!! dividers by kodaswrld!

"Try me."

Tenatively, Eddie splays his fingers out across the backs of your thighs, and pushes your straightened legs towards your face, pinning them against your chest. To his surprise, they give way, with no resistance. Your knees are by your ears, resting comfortably on the pillow. You're folded almost completely in half, and seem as cool as a cucumber.

He chuckles, nodding slowly in approval. “You’re a lot more flexible than I thought...”

"I stretch every day, don't try to get out of PE, y'know... it helps."

Eddie doesn't hear you. At all. His eyes are drifting over your body, drifting down over the lush backs of your thighs, and the curve of your ass. They come to a stop right between your legs.

There's a silence hanging heavy in the room, because Eddie has a visual in front of him that actually renders him speechless. He'd wanted to try new positions, but had no idea that you were as supple as you were. Usually, you two fucked in simple positions; missionary, cowgirl, doggy. All that is a blur to him, because now, your core, your dripping center, is completely exposed to him. In this position, he has perfect access to do whatever he wants to her. Fuck her, eat her, finger her... "Eddie?"

He blinks. "Sorry uh - what were you saying, princess? I was kinda' distracted..." As he speaks, he runs one of his ringed fingers along your slit, dragging it down carefully towards your entrance. The feeling Is tantalizing and has you rolling your eyes back in your head. You try to repeat yourself, but as the first word leaves your parted lips, Eddie sinks his middle finger into your waiting cunt. He sinks it to the knuckle, before slowly dragging it back out. It's coated in slick, and glistening. You tuck your chin to your chest, almost bashfully, even though in this position, there's no room for shame.

He wiggles his brows, grinning like an idiot. "Let's see what else you can do, shall we?"

[hofstadt3r]

what if tally hall was bugs and instead of making music they did bug activities

omg yes,, tally crawlies

they'd kinda be like the beat bugs or smth like that idk

bugs when you lift up a rock:

rob is a cucumber beetle, zubes is a blue carpenter bee, joe is a ladybug (obvi), andrew is a green june beetle (hes the only one with multiple limbs too) and ross is a little drain fly

[acesandocs]

How would Ace feel about Hazel making special Norway dishes for her? I assume he’d be sobbing while Hazel feels like she did something wrong lol

Oh yes there would absolutely be tears. I hope hazel didn't salt it too much because with ow ace is crying into his food his tears will probably add some extra seasoning.

I struggled a bit with this so i'm so sorry it took so long to answer😅 I wasn't sure how comedic/sad i wanted it to be so i settled on something more in the middle.

This is a bit of a repost but here's what i imagine Hazel making.

[thebabycup]

In baby cup competitions there are only two kinds of victors each round: those who have yet to face off against Koonya... And Koonya

koonya comes for us all

[thatsbelievable]

[forgetmeepnot]

how come joe is darker than bora in ur latest art 🤨

That's because he is.

I color drop directly from close-up pictures of the tally Hall members, and sometimes Joe has darker skin than and sometimes he doesn't.

These are usually the skin/hair colors that I use, joe is very pink, he is the second third/fourth row.

Here is another drawing example, joe is slightly darker

These were used directly from the pallet I normally use. I mean it doesn't look weird at all. I honestly don't understand the confusion.

I'd also like to say I don't think this matters at all. We're comparing two white mens skin colors. It's not like I'm white washing or anything. I would genuinely like to have a (background context) explanation on why this matters.

[superscrub323]

what's worse Hephaestus x ares shipping or Hephaestus x aphrodite shipping I think hephestus x aphrodite is worse.

Wait people ship Hephaestus and Ares together...unironically? Huh... Serious answer to the question. Hephaestus and Aphrodite is worse because aside from the usual reasons of 'for every source that showed these two tolerating each other there's a source that claims they're divorced.' Hephaestus and Aphrodite being together just reminds me too much of modern day incel culture of people who think that 'pretty girls should totally give the nerd a chance!' when they do nothing to be worth giving a chance in the first place. Add on to the fact that Hephaestus getting with Aglaia has a moral of it's better to move on rather than pursue someone who really does not want you and I can't see the two being together. As for Ares and Hephaestus being together...at all...in a morbid way if Aphrodite wasn't a thing and Hephaestus did the throne trick and only wanted a spot on Olympus and an apology from Hera then I can see Ares coming to depend on Hephaestus for his wares and goods and being close friends/lovers (as well as brothers but it's Greek Mythology, you know what you signed up for.)

[la-cosmonauta-extraterrestre]

Jewish-Celtic Similarities

So I know I'm late to this, but a while back @nattitavi asked me to please tell more about Jewish-Celtic similarities. This is something that I, too, have some interest in. For context, I'm an American Jew with some Celtic ancestry (my dad's family is """Irish""") and am now living in a Celtic country (not Ireland-don't want to say where exactly I live on the internet). Unfortunately, I don't know of any "scholarly" resources on this topic, but there are some similarities I can think of off the top of my head and have heard brought up in discussions:

Both are communal cultures in which the people help each other out.

Historical dependence on sheep

Indigenous peoples who take responsibility for nature

Long history of persecution and being colonized

Many Celtic rock groups have a lot of Jewish fans and sometimes Celtic rock songs happen to have Jewish themes. For example, to me at least, the song "In a Big Country" by Big Country is clearly about Shoah survivors making new lives for themselves in Israel (but then shouldn't it be called in a small country?), "The Storm", also by Big Country, despite explicitly being about the battle of Culloden just makes me think of 7/10 whenever I listen to it since then, and "Blood" by Dropkick Murphys seems like a good song for Purim (or really any holiday that's "they tried to kill us, we survived").

Using the tree of life as a symbol (although that exists in other cultures, too).

There are some linguistic similarities between Celtic and Semitic languages! I actually do have a source for this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OAAmwtdP1bE

Could the Celts be one or more of the lost tribes? There's some speculation about this that's in the realm of conspiracy theories, but I think it's possible.

[datgreenmonstah]

I’ve had ppl asking about the salmon bag, so I hope this vid I did awhile back answering ppls questions on tiktoks help

I’m glad you guys like it so much! Thank you 💕 it means a lot

[inexplicifics]

A title for the fake fic ask game!

"A Duke So Worthy"

Josephine's engagement to the Duke of Velen was signed and settled some months ago. The fact that a different man now sits the ducal chair is of no matter to her father.

It matters quite a lot to Josephine.

[taintandviolent]

for the smut drabble: remy/reader with #36 please, cuz goddamn that man's hands are definitely nsfw 🥵

warnings: fingering (female receiving), pet names, light praise, writing these at work so possible clunky writing

“Tell ‘da Gambit what you want, cher…”

The sultry tone in his voice demands honesty — none of your shy, vague responses will suffice here. It takes a few moments to muster up the courage and find your voice again, but finally, you straighten up, pulling your mouth away from his warm neck.

“Want your fingers inside me,” you reply, practically whimpering. You rut your hips desperately against his thigh, feeling the growing wet spot as the fabric bunches against your core.

“‘Dat’s a good girl, huh…?” As he speaks, his hand drifts between your legs, and you press your knees into the sofa, giving him some room to work. You’re already reeling from the praise, but the contact makes you mewl with pleasure. He palms your cunt from the outside, rubbing the ball of his hand against her, while his fingers gently graze lower. You know he’s felt the damp fabric, as they hesitate on the wet spot, then begin stroking it gently. The small, seemingly passive action sends a shockwave rippling through your core. You whimper loud, an undeniable, hungry heat pooling between your legs.

With a newfound desperation, you shudder against his touch and roll your hips, bucking her forward and forcing more pressure. He chuckles below you, and with ease, navigates his fingers into the elastic of your panties.

Ample slickness meets the tips of his fingers, having already worked yourself up by riding his thigh for an hour, but when he touches you, your breath hitches in your throat. He plays with your folds, almost curiously, smearing your arousal around the warm, wet flesh. His middle finger flicks between, grazing your puffy clit on the way up. He touches you with agonizing tenderness and it has you clenching your teeth, begging for more.

Suddenly, he’s encircling it with the pad of his finger, working it in small ovals. Your legs shake at the feeling, and you can’t help but let out a keening moan.

His middle finger drops and pushes into your entrance slowly, breaching the dripping slit. He feels the clench of your cunt and sinks another in, stuffing them inside past the knuckle. You’ve fingered yourself many times, but the girth that two of his fingers have on your smaller ones? Astounding. They’re determined, curling up inside you to find the spongy flesh that’ll make you writhe away from him.

He alternates between rubbing your g-spot and hammering them into you, clear arousal stringing from his fingers every time he pulls back. His thumb bumps into your sensitive clit as he moves and whether that’s intentional or not, you don’t know. You assume it is. The effect is dizzying. Your head falls forward onto his shoulder, your chest heaving with ragged breaths.

“You’re so… fucking good with your hands… oh my god…!”

Amidst a chuckle, he says: “Mais oui… dat’s kinda’ my thing, cher.”

If they weren’t already rolling back in your head, you would’ve rolled your eyes at his cockiness, but he’s so good. So good and you find yourself meeting his motions, undulating your hips to push his fingers deeper each time.

The wide pad of his thumb presses into your clit and wiggles back and forth, applying a new sort of pressure that has your cunt fluttering around his fingers. “Oh, ffffuck-“

“Lemme’ hear it.” he barks, his lips close to your ear.

Your mouth opens wide and a shaky, quivering moan tumbles out as you come around his fingers, coating them in viscous fluid. You collapse against his shoulder to the sound of him chuckling heartily, and steady your own breathing. You feel his fingers leave you with a wet sound, and by the way he’s moving his arm, you can tell he’s looking at the glaze that now coats his digits.

“Mon coeur liked ‘dat, huh? Made a big ol’ mess.”

[hofstadt3r]

Hi can you draw Joe Hawley

Or a scene from the tally hall Internet show

Please 🙏

hi i am too drained to draw a this scene rn but keep a lookout for that anon

in the meantime, have a joe (he is going craazy)

[acesandocs]

Would Åse act in a specific way if she would see someone smaller that is following her?

Considering the line of work Ace is in, anyone mysterious following her would have him on edge. If it was just a small or short person he’d try to loose them/outrun them. If it was like a child he’d tentatively ask where their folks are.

[timidxtempted]

Do you want to make daddy cum, he says

In every way I've ever imagined, in all the ways I've yet to think of, in every way you want and need, with sweet innocent adoration, in filthy nasty sinful worship, whenever the thought even slightly drifts through either of our minds, as often as you'll allow me, beginning sooner than immediately, until an eternity past the end of time, she thinks.

Yes daddy, she whimpers

Please, she pleads