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I feel like any aliens that were prey at some point in evolution would have an odd fear of humans. Mostly cause they look like predators, act a bit like predators, and ARE predators. One perfect example is when we're focused on something like a mosquito that's been bugging us for a long time and we are just done.
Alien: "What. What..?"
Human: *HUNTING down a mosquito it saw*
Alien: ".... yeah I am really uncomfortable...."
Human: *quiet footsteps, pupils dialated, intense focus,*
Alien: *WAR FLASHBACKS*
Human: "Found you." *absolutely desimates the mosquito, squashing it into a million pieces as it's guts and various body parts liquidize into blood of the bloodthirsty, now stained on the palm of the human. A living being now reduced to a useless corpse as the human wipes the remains on their pants*
Alien: "I feel like I've just gained trauma."
okay fucking fun addition to this post. Hunting instincts in humans absolutely still exist and are usually triggered either by fascination or anger. The polar opposite of flight is pursue. An anecdote for this is that the other day my sister, who is an avid "take the bug outside in a cup" rescues kittens in her free time kinda person, looked out the window and saw a chicken in the middle of our driveway. which is a very unusual occurrence despite us living in the country.
All she had to do was say the words "there's a chicken" and her as well as my own body language immediately shifted. We were out the door and in the yard already sorta hunched over and walking on the balls of our feet, fucking flanking this chicken. No words were exchanged. We just slowly circled this chicken like a couple of rabid dogs. totally single-mindedly focused on capturing the prey.
The chicken could feel it, it immediately began counter maneuvers to avoid us and it was faster. But there were two of us and we knew the land better, we knew how to herd it into a corner, carefully watching it's body language and lurching to counter it's escape attempts. And it was fucking thrilling.
Of course, when we both closed in on it and finally got our hands on the poor thing we simply took it into the back patio away from the cats and the vultures that wanted to actually finish the job. No harm came to the bird. We located its owner and returned him to his flock but still. From an outside perspective, it was a bit unnerving. And for the chicken, it was no different than being hunted. He was just lucky enough that we were predators who appreciated the companionship of pets and were more concerned with returning him to his humans than eating him.
Now imagine any fucking alien species watching a pair of humans, who literally rehabilitate animals in their free time, who are not soldiers and seem to be totally domesticated, just absolutely flip a switch and turn into pack-hunting pursuit predators? On a single word.
(felt like the bulldog from Rio's bird chasing monologue hit a little too hard after this)
I would even argue that humans need to do this, so much so that we’ve invented a million and one ways to satisfy this instinct.
Photography.
Ball games.
I Spy.
Playing hunting games with the fellow predators we keep as pets.
Hide and seek.
Many hobbies that involve prolonged seeking behaviour or watching something to make sure it’s moving right.
I 100% feel myself slipping into “hunt mode” doing jigsaw puzzles, changed movement and all—same as when I’m out birding—and my mental health seems to get better afterwards.
May I bring up: hyperfixations and special interests.
The ADHD/Autistic obsession on one or two things that is so pervasive that hunger and fatigue are looked over in favour of The Prey. The sheer zealousness that happens when The Prey is on topic and you obsess over its form and movement and behavioural patterns. The combination of focus on The Prey and knowledge of The Prey would be very helpful in hunting The Prey.
does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
the reblog map is all of us holding hands btw
We are each other's night sky. No one is alone here.
night sky continues to get brighter. theres always people here for you
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Body Language
When someone is...
Sad
Face/Body:
Avoidant/reduced eye contact
Drooping eyelids
Downcast eyes
Frowning
Raised inner ends of eyebrows
Dropped or furrowed eyebrows
Quivering lip/biting lip
Wrinkled nose
Voice:
Soft pitch
Low lone
Pauses/hesitant speech
Quiet/breathy
Slow speech
Voice cracks/breaking voice
Gestures/Posture:
Slouching/lowered head
Rigid/tense posture
Half formed/slow movement
Fidgeting or clasped hands
Sniffing or heavy swallows
Self soothing gestures (running hands over the arms, hand over heart, holding face in palms, etc)
Helpful!
This is very helpful!
Did Matheo...always look this cute?
I don't know who the original poster is, but I've come across this on Pinterest a few times and can't tell you how insanely helpful this is for variation.
sometimes you need dialogue tags and don't want to use the same four
For anyone who needs this
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Small fantasy worldbuilding elements you might want to think about:
A currency that isn’t gold-standard/having gold be as valuable as tin
A currency that runs entirely on a perishable resource, like cocoa beans
A clock that isn’t 24-hours
More or less than four seasons/seasons other than the ones we know
Fantastical weather patterns like irregular cloud formations, iridescent rain
Multiple moons/no moon
Planetary rings
A northern lights effect, but near the equator
Roads that aren’t brown or grey/black, like San Juan’s blue bricks
Jewelry beyond precious gems and metals
Marriage signifiers other than wedding bands
The husband taking the wife's name / newlyweds inventing a new surname upon marriage
No concept of virginity or bastardry
More than 2 genders/no concept of gender
Monotheism, but not creationism
Gods that don’t look like people
Domesticated pets that aren’t re-skinned dogs and cats
Some normalized supernatural element that has nothing to do with the plot
Magical communication that isn’t Fantasy Zoom
“Books” that aren’t bound or scrolls
A nonverbal means of communicating, like sign language
A race of people who are obligate carnivores/ vegetarians/ vegans/ pescatarians (not religious, biological imperative)
I’ve done about half of these myself in one WIP or another and a little detail here or there goes a long way in reminding the audience that this isn’t Kansas anymore.
Humans cracking their knuckles as an intimidation tactic against aliens
Can you imagine being an alien and this thing just broke its bones at you?????
I'd be scared tbh
Why did it make that noise
That's a bone breaking noise
It's like those ppl who bite off their acrylics before a fight
I feel like any aliens that were prey at some point in evolution would have an odd fear of humans. Mostly cause they look like predators, act a bit like predators, and ARE predators. One perfect example is when we're focused on something like a mosquito that's been bugging us for a long time and we are just done.
Alien: "What. What..?"
Human: *HUNTING down a mosquito it saw*
Alien: ".... yeah I am really uncomfortable...."
Human: *quiet footsteps, pupils dialated, intense focus,*
Alien: *WAR FLASHBACKS*
Human: "Found you." *absolutely desimates the mosquito, squashing it into a million pieces as it's guts and various body parts liquidize into blood of the bloodthirsty, now stained on the palm of the human. A living being now reduced to a useless corpse as the human wipes the remains on their pants*
Alien: "I feel like I've just gained trauma."
Gonna add onto this, but with other bugs.
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Kriin watched as Human Adriana stalked the small creature. It buzzed and jumped from one point to another.
"Adreana, what are you doing?"
"Shhhh I'm hunting." She whispered softly.
"..hunting?" He asked, looking between the bug and her.
"Surely that won't sustain you. It is a Critna." Xir said, stepping forward to stand next to Kriin.
"Not gonna eat it, I'm gonna kill it. It's annoying." She said before pouncing. One of the fastest known insects on B136 crunched between her hands. "Ugh!" She cried, wiping the blue blood on her jeans.
"Humans are terrifying." Kriin whispered, mandates clicking.
"H-how did you catch it? Those are incredibly fast."
"Huh? It's the same speed as a mole cricket. Those things are everywhere on earth."
Kriin and Xir would need to update the book they kept. Humans are incredible hunters even without any true claws.
Humans Are Weird: Sunburn
Why is it that everything always seems like it is trying to end us? Our world seems designed to work against us and I doubt that we would be better of on any others...
Human *wincing*: Ow man! Why would you do that?
Other human *having just hit friend on the back*: Because it was funny.
Alien: physical violence is funny?
Human: No-
Other human: Yes! But that's not why I hit him.
Alien: ...do I want to ask?
Other human: He's got a bad sunburn. I knew it would be funny if I hit him.
Alien *already dreading the answer*: sun...burn?
Human *moving shirt to show alien*: Yeah, the sun burnt my skin.
Alien *in horror*: our heat source kills your skin layers?
Human *shrugging*: it'll regenerate in a few days
Alien *staring at humans who are too casual about this*: ...what?
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I don't know why, but I like the idea of humans being to aliens, what cats are to humans...
Alien1: hey, when did you hire a human?
Alien 2: we didn't. They just wandered aboard one day, saying they wanted to "hitch a ride." Then they never left. I think they like it here.
Alien 1: the human distribution system has chosen.
***
Alien stares at the human, who has climbed up a very high shelving unit.
Alien: Human, get down before you hurt yourself.
The humans response is to climb higher.
***
Alien is secretly filming their human, who is spaced out and just staring at nothing.
Alien (whispering): I think the human is about to intercept the brain cell. (Laughter) don't worry human, if it tingles that means it's working.
I like to imagine a scenario where humanity just never developed energy guns and has stuck to kinetic weaponry forever and at some point some alien species thinks about messing with the wrong apex predator species.
Alien 1: "Captain, I assure you, our ships can't be breached by anything weaker than a concentrated proton beam. They barely have lasers. We'll be fine."
Alien 2: "Sub relativistic projectile incom-" gets hit by a railgun shell at mach fuck
quite literally MAC cannons in halo lore
and also real life railguns. fun fact the only reason we haven't built tanks with rail cannons is because the gun literally fucking blows itself up.
LITERALLY.
though railguns are non-chemical (as in there is nothing exploding), our firepower has surpassed what we can achieve physically. the projectile is going so fast with so much power it shreds the inside of the gun.
the "explosion" you can see when a railgun fires? thats not any type of explosion, thats the innards (used to launch projectile) of this thing being ripped out with such force it ignites mid-air.
our earliest ventures into railguns ended up with the inside of the barrel being shredded and the rails themselves worn to unusability.
full-power shots can destroy a railgun within tens of firings—that's PITIFUL when compared to essentially all other weapon systems.
this is the larger U.S. Navy railgun (planned for warships). the white particles? thats the railgun being turned into plasma.
humans are space orcs. deathworlders. space fae, oddities, all of the above.
whats your dumb fuck shield gonna do against this cannon that not even WE can contain?
A fantasy setting that's otherwise the exact regular late medieval/renaissance era -style world, except it's explicitly mentioned that zippers are a thing. Their presence has no relevance to the plot, and is only explained in passing: The elves invented them, and are the only ones with a skill to manufacture them. They do not use zippers for anything themselves - they find the mechanism inelegant and repulsive - but the demand for these tools is high enough among the other races that they are reluctantly willing to produce them exclusively for trade. None of this is brought up, or elaborated on, ever again.
Enough of the trope where memory loss undoes the damage or the corruption or whatever. More content where removing memories just removes the context.
The tragedy of needing to grieve and not knowing what or who you lost or why. The angst of having trauma and being denied the awareness that it's trauma. The suspense of being different somehow and left to wonder how and when. The tension of knowing that something is off and you can't find where it hurts. The Adventure Zone gets it. Kingdom Hearts gets it.
There is an aching inside you and you don't know how it got there.
This is so important to me though. Not to be angsty(but is that not the point?) but I lost most of my childhood(and continue to have memory problems to this day) and as much as I mourn the childhood I cannot remember, what I want to know more is the trauma that sparked it's disappearance.
I am a deeply introspective person and I love psychology so much. Not knowing my history, and not having control of my reaction when I feel the way this post describes is not only terrifying but demoralizing.
I cannot pick those memories apart with a fine tooth comb, because I do not have them and it's something that has kept me up at night.
And that's why these series and character with similar* problems is so so so important because I know what that feels like and empathy is such a huge skill. If you can have empathy for some made up guys you can have empathy for anyone.
*very few characters are portrayed the way I described and even fewer in a meaningful way
Might have to show this to my Ancient Civilizations class as an example of monumental architecture and collapse
Official ominous sign
Five vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert