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[wooboomoomoo]

✨Wack-An-Author!!!✨

Pick a dead classic author from this poll that you'd personally want to punch!! This is all fun in games, I love bullying dead people 💛.

Listen everyone wants to beat up Lovecraft. That's a given, no competition. So he's not here.

[wooboomootwo]

Also I made a new insert (Hermes) and a friend for my insert (Millie)!!

Millie is purple because she's a vampire. They are roommates. Hermes exclusively listens to 80s workout jams and Olivia Newton-John, and Millie collects bugs and vampire snails.

[buttered-milky]

I can’t decide whether or not I think eddie is mildly scared of snakes (more like cautious, he grew up where there are more venomous snakes than not) but warms up to them once argyle starts talking about his (argyle owns reptiles. sue me) or eddie is just absolutely on board with picking up a random snake he’s found while hiking. Like, on the one hand, I so believe in an originally southern eddie and that lends itself to. Y’know. Not wanting to just pick those guys up. But on the other hand I am also southern and had to be stopped from picking up venomous snakes as a child. And was fucking thrilled to learn when I moved that there are no venomous snakes native to my state.

Mostly I’m pondering this because one of the things I learned after getting my garter snake is that only really constrictors (like ball pythons, or other pythons in general) have the musculature to hang around your neck. HOWEVER. I have curly hair that is textured enough to hold both itself and Woobs (my snake) up. And I am absolutely entertained, giggling, kicking my legs, whatever else, by the image of Eddie just walking up to a conversation with a snake peeking out of his hair. I dunno they leave him unsupervised for five minutes on a hike and then he’s like “I made a friend :)”

[3cosmicfrogs]

for the ask game: naybe an AU where LXC is not on the stairs at thaf JGY/NMJ confrontatiom but baxia Got Attached so she refuses to be like. Slammed down?? And nieyao js now awkwarsly staring at each other, because whay is happening

hmmmmm you propose an interesting scenario.... i guess this could fit into the More Sentient Baxia AU that Woob and i have fever-dreamed up? in that case, five headcanons of what would happen if baxia got Attached:

baxia does not want to kill the Searching-Wanting-Waiting-Watching Human. she likes him, he gives nice skritches. and he always surrounds himself with a delicious aura of almost-evil that she just itches to sink her teeth into and rip away from him... Plus, her master clearly likes him too, he just needs her to show him!

baxia has seen into her human's heart and decided that he needs to get laid, immediately. She will take the necessary steps to make this happen, because she is a Good Sabre! now that she's saved the Searching-Wanting-Waiting-Watching Human, she only needs to find a way to make her intentions clear to the Floating-Calming-Softly-Quietly Human... her best course of action is clearly to start hovering in his peripheral vision from what she is sure is her most seductive angle.

Misunderstandings! Misunderstandings everywhere! naturally, because they are grown adults, mingjue and meng yao cannot possibly have a conversation about this. they will continue to Agonise separately and entirely unproductively while Xichen looks on and sighs. All the while everyone is being terrorised by baxia. Eventually someone breaks (my bet is on xichen) and demands to know exactly what is going on?! and if you think the resulting argument anything is but a sarcastic word-duel you'd be wrong! again, because nieyao are mature, grown-ass adults about this who can totally handle their feelings.

"are you upset you couldn't follow through, da-ge?" "I swear this has never happened before! I usually perform just fine!" "that's alright, mingjue-xiong, maybe you were just stressed?" "yes, there's no reason to be embarassed, da-ge." "a-yao is right, i'm sure this sort of thing happens all the time...?" "well did it ever happen to either of you?!" "...no." "whatever! let's try again then, i'm sure i'll manage this time!" <- this conversation will be overheard by an outside character of your choosing (nhs perhaps?) to Maximum Comedic Effect.

When the Issues Are Being Resolved, mingjue is faced with the absolutely mortifying ordeal of explaining to his increasingly incredulous sworn brothers that yes, nie sabres do in fact sometimes talk to their masters, of course this is normal what are you talking about, and also his magical bloodthirsty weapon has decided that he really really needs a romantic relationship and picked xichen and meng yao. yes she's been tormenting him. they can try a relationship he supposes, just to satisfy the Magical Bloodthirsty Weapon of course, no feelings will arise surely, and if nothing comes of it she will back off. this is entirely unaided by huaisang, who keeps orchestrating bed shortages and feeding the three of them aphrodisiacs because he is convinced that his brother is suffering from erectile dysfunction.

I'm not very good at making coherent plots or headcanons as you can see, but i thrive in crack treated seriously, and so this is what this will be.

[chronic-boogara]

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎

i have never written for bo 😣but i’m deciding to try a little smutty blurb bc i’m up for challenge. i will be publishing more of my woob slasher stuff.

bo sinclair x AFAB reader , smut so minors shoo shoo, office sex basically , dirty talk

"i just find it cute how you’re already bent over on all fours, like a little cockslut. just for me."

y/n smiled in childish glee at his words. they were so sweet yet coated in a venom that drove her insane.

“how did you know I was gonna be the one to walk in here huh”? he made his way over to you and hiked her skirt up a bit further in order to get a full view of skin underneath. “anyone could have opened that door and seen that pretty little pussy. what if vinny saw you like this? bent down on my work table showing the whole world what a slut you are. how could he resist this little hole its practically begging to be fucked”.

pushing her bottom against his hand she attempted to create some kind of friction.

“you’re so eager for my cock aren’t ya darlin'"? bo traced the arch of his back with his index finger admiring her figure. he was unable to resist his urges. were placed there so perfectly and on his work table no less.

“lemme hear you say it sweetheart. tell me how bad you want me to fuck you”.

she could feel his crotch rub up against her clothed sex. “fuck me bo. i’ve been a good girl all day. i waited so patiently”.

hearing her say it only added to his arousal. “that’s a good girl”.

he moved her panties to the side , admiring the beauty that was before him. bo had never yearned for something-for someone like this in his life.

“when i’m done with you darlin’…mmm you won’t be leaving the house for a week”

[eleanorfenyxwrites]

SOLDER POET KING 👀 if you want to talk about it. Idk if you want specific questions or anything. How's it going.

But also. If you want multiple. My eyebrows went up so fast they tried to escape my face when I read "Nielan Brokeback Mountain AU"

Hi Woob!

I would LOVE to talk about Soldier, Poet, King and the Brokeback Mountain AU!!

SPK first:

It's going surprisingly well considering how long it's been since I posted 😂! I've been working verrrry slowly on the next chapter - for most of that time I've had a very vague, general idea of how I want the story to go from here but fairly early on I hit a stumbling block with the specifics of actually getting it to go there. But I've very recently figured it out!! Shower thoughts to the rescue!! So now that I have the concrete idea I just need to write it, which as we all know is also at least half the battle. That being said, there's just shy of 5k words of the next chapter written already, and I'll probably end up doing at least another few thousand before the chapter's done and ready to post. And also, while I'm not going to actually commit to a chapter count because I still don't actually know for sure exactly how much story we have left before the end, I would like to get it done in under 20, which would mean at most 6 more chapters (or 5 that are currently not written at all)? And honestly it'll probably be fewer than that considering how much I try to cram in each chapter and how close we actually are to the climax of everything I wanted to do with this story.

And now the Brokeback Mountain AU, my beloved! Ugh I (mentally) fucking roll around in this fic like a pig in mud so often it's a little embarrassing, but actually sitting down to plot/write it? I keep ending up writing the OPCU instead for the Cowboy Vibes since they're much less depressing (which is why the OPCU exists in the first place) 😅

In case you've missed the few bits I've shared for it before, I've tentatively titled it 'I Wish I Could Quit You', which I've realized since doing is a quote I've slightly misremembered, so I might end up changing it to the actual quote - or I might just leave it! I like the way it flows as it is.

I haven't posted anything new for the AU in a while so I hope you'll accept this very short little bit of brainstorming I had in my notes app a while back about who Nie Mingjue (he's Ennis Del Mar in this AU) would marry and why:

"Nie Mingjue is already engaged to Wen Qing when he meets Xichen. They met as children thanks to their parents and they've kept in contact, bonding a little over the shared experience of being orphans raising their brothers. They're both too practical and busy to wonder if their mutual respect is affection or not so they've gotten themselves engaged recently, and by the time they marry that autumn he comes down off the mountain, they have (separately) talked themselves into thinking it's romantic love."

And as a thank you gift for asking, some brand new thoughts (well I've thought them before but haven't written them until now) about how I think their arc will continue!

I think Wen Qing sees Nie Mingjue's loneliness and anger, knows exactly where a lot of it comes from (though of course not all of it), but she still doesn't really know how to help. She's good at fixing him up when he comes home with the occasional injury from working such hard jobs, she's good at rubbing the tension out of his aching muscles at the ends of long, gruelling days, but something in her doesn't know how to be emotionally vulnerable enough to let him be vulnerable in return. They don't talk about his feelings, or hers. They have two daughters, and it doesn't do anything to fix either of their issues, it only makes them worse. By the time Xichen comes to visit and she sees her husband kissing this old 'buddy' of his with a desperate passion he's never once had for her, she's almost relieved, under all the hurt and disgust and anger. She stays with him because she doesn't know what else to do, but she knows him now and it taints everything, it makes her feel stupid and foolish and useless and her pride just won't allow this to go on for much longer. They fight more and more and more, and she finally leaves him when she can force herself to face the fact that it'll just have to be her and their girls against the world, and maybe that'll be better than being trapped in a tiny apartment with this enormous man who loves in a way she can't understand. Whatever this is, she can't fix it - she never could. As much as it hurts, and as furious as his issue makes her every time he lies to her to keep fucking his 'friend', she accepts the inevitable and files for divorce without telling him what she knows. Nie Mingjue never misses a single child support payment or his turn to take one or both of the girls, even when she knows he's broke or busy with his seasonal work.

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Hu plig is the ritual for calling or summoing the tus plig (the soul or self), which is often performed for a sick person, and always for a newly born child. It is believed that among the plig (selfs) which every human possesses, there is one in particular (referred to as the 'chicken self') which is easily alarmed, playful, and likes to wander. Such plig leave the body during sleep, and go off the play like children, with other plig. Like children, they may wander too far, and get lost, or they may suffer accident, such as falling into the otherworld through a deep hole, and may be unable to return to their 'house', the human body, or they may be ambushed and captured by hungry and malevolent dab qus. They may also leave the body at other times, particular during long and arduous journey, or in cases of sudden shock or grief. In such cases the self is said to have 'fallen' (tus plig poob) and special means must be employed to recall it to its owner, who will fall sick without it, and may even eventually die unless it is recalled in time.

The purpose of the silver necklets, or xaw, worn by children and Hmong who have been seriously ill, is to 'bind' this plig more firmly to its 'tsev' or house, the human body (cev). These, or a particular necklet made of three intertwined metals- silver, copper, and iron, may be prescribed after serious illness. It is of course the shaman's business to travel to the otherworld to bargain with the spirits who may have trapped such a tus plig, but in less serious cases a hu plig ritual is often resorted to, in cases of sickness or mental distress.

At birth a child does not possess this tus plig, and if the child survives for three days after birth, a hu plig ritual must be conducted to summon the self into its body. After this a prohibition is placed on the house for a period of one lunar month (30 days). Th ritual may be performed by anybody who knows the appropriate words and formulae, but in practice it is usually a man of some standing who is asked, who may also be a shaman, although he does not have to be. This is like a christening, since it is at this time that child's first name is given by the caller of the soul; he will receive an 'elder' or mature, name, after the birth of one or more children, and these names, like clan names, can be changed to avert continued sickness or misfortune.

The ritual to call the tus plig is performed just inside the house, on the front porch. Four sprigs of maple are planted in the ground at the four corners of the porch, bound together by a string of hemp. Holding a chicken and burning paper made from bamboo which symbolizes money in the otherworld (for as heavenly money is earthly paper, so tears on earth are laughter in the otherworld, and cattle here are people there), and burning incense before a saucer of rice with an egg on a stool, the person who is calling the soul of the child stands facing the valley and sings a very sweet and beautiful song to invite the wandering tus plig into the body of the new-born child. Afterwards he will eat with the family and ties hempen thread as a protective bond around the wrists of all present

Hu plig is often performed at the actual site, usually otuside the house, where it is diagnosed that the tus plig of a patient has 'fallen', in which case the soul-caller will go to that site with a chicken and incense, spirit-money to burn, and a bottle of rice-wine, and squatting by the site will quietly summon the tus plig to return to its abode. He will take back with him an insect from the site which symbolises the returning tus plig. On other occasions the ritual is performed a the open door, where a chicken is released to search for the insect before it itself is sacrificed, A special hu plig ritual is performed by each household at the new year, when the selves not only of the inhabitants of the house but also of the domestic animals and crops (plig woob plig loo) are summoned back to remain within the household compound, and the all the farming tools and domestic utensils are ritually blessed.

-Hmong Religion, Tabb 1989

[paynnincorporated]

Watching all the Jetix shows and crying over how many of them are Woob Word

[wooboomoomoo]

My books came in!!! I bought a couple more while I was out yesterday AND the world's cutest little guy (beetle beanie baby). I will reblog this with a pic in a sec.

I also bought the world's tackiest Christmas sweater (it's at my Nana's rn), the buttons are little elves wrapping presents! It's amazing and tacky and I needed it.

[wooboomootwo]

Good news: I should have new art to post!! Mostly OC stuff, but wahoo!!

The catch: it's basically, and say it with me now, another line up!!!

[polyhexianchicken]

Oh God. Oh no. Woob is breaking out of containement. LOOK WHAT YOUR WORD HAS CAUSED,JACK

[ifthearmorfits]

A woob is Whirl's boob. He hates the word so don't let him know I told you ;)

"...A boob? Whirl has those? That doesn't make any sense. Such things usually pertain to mammals and the like. We're incapable of having 'boobs' as far as I know."

[rxng]

A woob is Whirl's boob. He hates the word so don't let him know I told you ;)

"That-- one of those words doesn't sound like Cybex. The... 'boob?' Is that from Earth? What a strange word."

[a-model-of-propriety]

Okay hey man kind of a weird request but I'm orchestrating something and as you may already know I'm a lick away from being illiterate so I need your professional writing help, basically me and woob (still haven't gotten their seal of approval on this little project but a real business man hustler grinder like yours truly fakes it til he makes it) are gonna be writing call out posts on each other and the point is for the drama to spiral out of control so much that it's picked up by some news outlet and then we both "write" autobiographies and get super mega ultra rich anyway and like I said earlier I'm not a word-meister like you are words actually are afraid of me they are violent and scared around me and they are always trying to escape from me yknow how it is you either got it or you don't

Now obviously you're gonna get a quarter of both me and woob's overall profits I'm not like some sort of monster or something so whatdya say?

sounds beautifully chaotic! i’m in :D👍

[softichill]

THREE THOUSAND WORDS YEAH! Woob! It's been fun so far. How are you holding up? Get those insoles? Got water bottles in case you need to leave in the heat wave? I know I don't ask things very often. I am bad at that. Most of the time it's freeform rant. I guess I'm not used to conversations. Oh well. I still have trouble in conversations that aren't one to one. I bet a lot of autistic people have that. But for most of the posts I've read it seems to be worse. I'm at this weird crossroads of autism that I'd likely be undiagnosed if I were from the past not by lack of want but by lack of typical symptoms. Or diminished. I don't really stim. When I see a post about it I feel bad like " I'm autistic too, right?" I have Trichitilomania ( can't spell it, it's hair pulling) but aside from a habit I can stop if need be I don't really do anything. When I see people with stickers on them I just think that sounds uncomfortable like I would be CONSTANTLY aware there was a sticker on me. Bandages suck. I hyperfix but have learned how to extend time to the point where it can be a year to two before anyone notices it's lost its spark. I'm just stubborn. I've learned how to deal in most social situations but it's always been uphill. I still mess up a lot but at the point where it's dismissed as being odd. Hell, I've learned how to deal with sound sensitivity to the point where I recently realized I don't cringe at ( far away) babies regularly. One was crying in front of me as a customer pushed a cart past. Loud plus high pitched equals ouch. That's all I can say. Sometimes I feel like I'm an imposter then I stumble with directions or overexplain/overshare. Imposter syndrome gang rise up! Hehhh.... Sis showed me a song called Fakinaso by some random British guy named Harry Miles Watson. He only has two songs online. She says it's mean. I think it's swanky!

I've gotten my insoles!!!!!! And we've stocked up on plenty of water and ice so we don't burn up. We live in Texas so we'll be able to stand the heat a little longer (as long as we barely leave the house fjdbfjdn)

Autism shows up different for every individual!!! A lot of the things you describe sound like autistic traits to me, just bc they're not what you always see doesn't mean that's not there :>

I've really liked the song Remote Controller by Wonderful*Opportunity!!!