#Natural Condition

[moaan]

Cape Notoro by Katsuaki Shoda Via Flickr: Ricoh GXR + GXR MOUNT A12 + Super Angulon 21mm f/3.4

[weirdmageddon]

help whats with him clinging to shit. almost every panel he is shown theres something hes clinging to

[hisenemy]

I wanted to study others and behaviours. Now I see through everyone and everything.

Studying human nature and norms so masking isn’t as hard. (It is).

[purgetrooperfox]

tired: fox has never done anything wrong in his life he was under control of the chip he didn't mean to kill fives he would never do that

wired: fox was being deliberately, continuously manipulated by palpatine into doing anything he wanted under threat of severe bodily harm, no chip necessary

inspired: fox is a product of brainwashing and genuinely believes in the senate and the republic, which is in constant conflict with the rhetoric he hears from politicians and his general dislike of senators, but that conflict is ultimately irrelevant. he believes in the institution with his entire self. he was born to die for this system and would lose his shit if he started questioning it in any meaningful way. The Institution told him to kill fives so he killed fives, it told him to hunt down ahsoka so he did it, etc etc. conviction that this is all worth it because the republic Can Only Be Right (or else his entire existence and everything the guard puts up with are meaningless) is what gets his ass out of bed in the morning. he'll do terrible things to protect it, and by extension his sense of self, and he won't apologize for it because it's categorically Right in his brain. none of this changes the fact that he's routinely abused by this system, or the fact that he's enslaved by it, or that he has no real choice in anything, only how he personally reconciles it all

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[ehhgg-art]

you ever think about the fact that laios won not by being a monster but by being human.

monsters as we’ve seen throughout the manga are predictable, they have this rhythm to them that, once someone understands, can be used to take them out. take kelpies like anne where laios states that she is just a monster and cannot be trusted. even kensuke is “just a monster after all”, running away from danger when laios needs it most. kensuke is beloved by laios not just because he is a monster, but because laios, in human fashion, anthropomorphized him in his mind (giving him a name, etc.)

but people are different. they are multifaceted, non-monolithic creatures. long lived races are not all pious and apathetic towards short lived races as we see with marcille and senshi. chilchuck actively works against the prejudice against half-foots. tallmen from every region have their cultural differences as we see with shuro and laios/falin. even “demi-humans” like orcs have depth to them, having rich culture and values despite the general idea that they are a violent pillaging race.

even laios’ family and village, the nexus point for his dislike of people, have depth to them. though their parents did not actively protect their children, they did not wish harm on them either. the exorcisms performed on falin by their mother was harmful in laios’ eyes, but helpful in his mother’s perspective.

laios himself, despite loving monsters and hating humans, is so very painfully human. he hates humans but has risked life and literal limb to save his sister and his party. he loves monsters but is aware of their dangerous nature and spares them no mercy.

(big spoilers under the cut)

the winged lion mistook laios as a one dimensional entity, one which only operates on a one track mind without paradox. it thought laios to operate like a monster, and so it approached his desires like one. it believed that laios, being so obsessed with monsters, must behave like one as well, so completely disregarded the fact that laios could have something up his sleeve.

but laios is not a monster, he is human. he has ulterior motives, overlapping beliefs, contradicting values. it is his humanness that made him explain to his party what to do when things went awry. it is his humanness that allowed him to lie. lie to the world about his true plan as well as lie to the winged lion about his intentions.

sure laios WANTS to be a monster, that much is definitely true. but what he IS is a different story. laios is an unpredictable, sporadic, messy human being. it is that fact which the winged lion overlooked, and ultimately led to its downfall and laios’ victory.

[inkskinned]

you wanted to be a good friend, because you loved your friends, but the truth was that everyone else somehow had a pamphlet on being normal that you never received. most of the time you learn by trial-and-error. you are terrified of the next big mistake you make, because it seems like the rules are completely arbitrary.

you've learned to keep the prickly parts of your personality in a stormcloud under your bed - as if they're a second version of you; one that will make your friends hate you. it feels feral, burning, ugly.

instead, you have assembled habits based on the statistical likelihood of pleasing others. you're a good listener, which is to say - if you do speak up, you might end up saying the wrong thing and scaring off someone, but people tend to like someone-who-listens. or you've got no true desires or goals, because people like it when you're passive, mutable. you're "not easy to fluster" which is to say - your emotions are fundamentally uninteresting to others around you; so you've learned to control them to a degree that you can no longer really feel them happening.

you have long suspected something is wrong with you, but most of the time, googling doesn't help. you are so-used to helping-yourself, alone and with no handbook. the reek of your real self feels more like a horrible joke - you wake up, and, despite all your preparations, suddenly the whole house is full of smoke. the real you is someone waiting to ruin your other-life, the one where you're normal and happy. the real-self is unpredictable, angry.

your real self snarls when people infantilize the whole situation. because if you were really suffering, everyone seems to think you'd be completely unable to cope. but you already learned the rules, so you do know how to cope, and you have fucking been coping. it's not black-and-white. it's not that you are healed during the other times - it's just that you're able to fucking try. and honestly, whenever you show symptoms, it's a really fucking bad sign.

because the symptoms you have are ugly and unmanageable for others. your symptoms aren't waifish white girl things. they're annoying and complicated. they will be the subject of so many pretentious instagram reels. if they cared about you, they'd just show up on time. you care, a lot, so deeply it burns you. you like to picture a world where the comments read if they loved you, they'd never need glasses to see. but since that's a rule you've seen repeated - "one must never be late or you are a bad friend" - you constantly worry about being late and leave agonizingly early. there are no words for how you feel when you're still late; no matter how hard you were trying.

so you have to make up for it. you have to make up for that little horrible real you that you keep locked in a cabinet. you are bad at answering emails so every project you make has to be perfect. you are weird and sensitive so you have to learn to be funny and interesting. you are an inconvenience to others, so you become as smooth as possible, buffing out all the rough parts.

all this. all this. so people can pass their hands over you and just tell you just the once -how good you are. you're a good friend. you're loveable.

[prokopetz]

I read a thinkpiece that characterised not identifying by your assigned gender as being equivalent to refusing an inheritance, and I'm thinking shit, imagine if it actually worked that way. Some weird old relative you only ever see at Christmas dies under mysterious and implausible circumstances and leaves you their gender in the will.

[hoofpeet]

Vague concept doodles I was playing w/ for the idea of what spider syndrome might look like in satyrs . Kinda couldn't really make these look right though, just like the actual guy's design

[sumbluespruce]

Foreboding entry

2/27/24 The mouth of the Wind River Canyon

[bunnieswithknives]

Considering it's a popular headcanon... does Peri have any disabilities of his own in the Nature AU? Might help him better help out Dev with his problems.

I headcanon that he has weak joints, probably something like Joint Hypermobility Syndrome or Hypermobile EDS? Something that causes the connective tissue of his joints to just, not be that good.

His joints hurt often and physical exertion is a lot more taxing on him than it is for most other people or fairies.

[lucidloving]

[zootzar]

"..this is what you wanted to show me?"

"Superior to your filthy earthan oceans, isn't it?"

"..shut up zim."

[teplavecernice]

I saw your screenshot talking about how czech tourists are dumb, and now I'm very curious as to why? I feel like those are problems with tourists in general sometimes

we are not dumb in the way most tourists are, we are special little boys. most tourists act dumb because they don't do enough research - if they did they would reconsider. we on the other hand can do however much research we want yet we will always choose the worst course of action. not only are we underprepared and overconfident, we are underprepared and overconfident intentionally. there are no rational thoughts in our head, only ego and spite.

when we go to tatry, we understand the language of the locals (although it is silly goofy) and we do talk to them about the mountains and what to wear, where to go, but when they tell us that you need proper gear and not to stray off path, we chuckle and intentionally try to prove them wrong. silly locals! they don't know you can climb ďumbier in the winter in one day, wearing the godawful checkerboard shorts, sandals and socks and with a big tesco bag in hand. and ofc we can't forget the fanny pack of good luck. we have been to sněžka before (in the summer, went by cableway, stayed for 30 minutes), we know what mountains are like. the locals tell us that's not the same, we know nothing about actual mountains and we will die? no we won't, it's fine. there is a clearly marked path? oh but i think this way is gonna be a shortcut! there's a fence stopping us from going to the nice panorama view spot? haha fences are meant to be climbed over.

that is how tatry got the nickname "biggest czech graveyard"

you can imagine what happens when we go to the alps and don't understand the locals

(i invite every czech and every person that has experience with czech tourists to reblog and add their personal experience)

[lemongogo]

oo u want 2 draw soo bad..

[ranticore]

do centaurs who would normally have horns (like cows or deer) have them in the ironwall setting? would a cowtaur be expected to be polled as a baby?

I did think pretty hard about including additional animal features above the waist but ultimately decided against it (they have round human ears etc), so I don't think there would be horns at all but I never really considered that either. So... maybe

[nshtn]

how would creep ed react to his kidnapped friend who inconsolably cried instead of putting up a fight to get away?

He'd get to the part where The Riddler is mysterious and nice and rambling about the dangers of the world a lot faster than he'd planned. He'd be incredibly confused, mildly offended, and just a bit of a frightening teaspoon of validated.

You must be aware that his "Lima syndrome" started the second he started to snoop past the boundaries of your initial friendship's information barrier, so it isn't truly the beginning when he whisks you away. He fully, truly, honestly believes that he's saving you from a much worse fate, and whether or not that rings true depends on your personal situation (the one you decide in your head when you read).

In any case, it's intended that his sweet dove's situation in life is not good before they are taken in. They are physically and mentally in poor shape, and it is what leads to his decision to keep them. If nobody else is willing to care for them, Edward will. Edward wants to be someone's hero. Edward wants to be your hero.

He will take his black hat off and trade it in for grey for the opportunity to see you smile. He will sanitize his info leaks for you, he will stop reverse shelling into anything that will have him to provide you adequate care. You won't hear what he does to hurt the bad people because he'll put earmuffs on you.

Edward will placate your needs so that you don't cry all the time, and what he cannot soothe in perceived changes of action, he will pursue in physical soothing. Because he has access to what you watched to fall asleep to at night or the videos you browsed along to relax to, he can emulate them to soothe you. Add a dash of his need for physical contact and you will be made duly aware of how wanted - no, needed - you are rather swiftly.

That's not to say you've skipped the on-boarding process completely, though. He's still cold and calculating when you 'arrive', though he tosses you niceties no normal captor would much sooner. "'Cause you won't stop," The Riddler remarks, fighting off the urge to coddle you.

Eventually, and in far less time than expected, you will pry off his external persona and find a trembling, aching man underneath who cries when you cry and catches you when you fall if only to tangle himself in you. You can comfort yourself in the knowledge you are a necessity, though before long you may wish you had vouched for distance.

You'd be foisted into The Riddler's lap and taught how to put together a vape pen, his gloved fingertips tapping every surface they rest on rhythmically as he explains carts and pods to you in purposefully grand swaths of detail, repetitious and meandering, perhaps even purposefully repeating syllables if they give you goosebumps. His voice would be soft and gentle, voice changer set only to obscure the pitch of its' user. The way his vocals lilt would be suggestive of adoration rather than the chalky-corrosive sound of his streams.

It's hard to cry when he calls you good and sweet for every little thing you do, and it's hard to sniffle when The Riddler keeps you close and abuses your autonomous sensory meridian response to coax you into relaxing in his grasp. It can be hard to recall the true gravity of your situation, and the way it slips your mind fills you with an unfamiliar wrongness.

But Edward and The Riddler are the same man, and though he may pretend that his edges are softened around you, he is nothing if not blade-sharp and teeth-bared.

He's only silky to your fingertips.

Do not forget the lion of a man that lays with you. He may obscure the redness on his teeth and the glint when they're bared dull over your neck, but he is still a serial killer at dusk and still disappears to enrich himself.