#exploring a fantasy culture

[whoblewboobear]

I have a post about feminine rage and how klck doesn’t quite fit the definition that’s just been hanging out in the drafts for a bit so if anyone’s interested I might polish it up and post it

[whereserpentswalk]

Human space has always been large. Generations ago when ftl was first invented humans used it to create far off colonies, but then those colonies created colonies, and so on and so fourth, until nobody even knew where human space ends.

You were on an exploratory mission, and your ship ended up flung way further and faster out into the universe than you thought you could go, and ended up way past what you wanted to explore. You were lucky to still be in human space, but the culture was entirely unknown.

The first system you went to was filled with humans wearing hoods and masks, and clothing that covered their entire bodies. When they met you they made you wear the same clothing as them, and you quickly learned that in the local cluster of planets any skin being shown was completely taboo, even the smallest inch on any part of the body. The closest they had to revealing clothing were tighter fitting garments, and more humanoid masks. They started helping you repair your ship, but it would take a few years.

And while you were there it seemed strange at first. You felt sad for the mask wearers, knowing that people would never know the appearance of their closest freinds, their siblings, their parents. Even eating was strange, being done with the same privacy as a shower would be on your planet. It felt as if the masked people had lost some element of humanity.

As time went on, and as you got used to wearing their clothing it stopped feeling that way though. You had close freinds on those planets now, and you found it weird to want to see their faces, it would be weird to, perhaps it was better with them choosing how they looked. And soon the idea of someone having an exposed face seemed weird, at least it was when you left. Part of you wished they hadn't fixed your ship, you had a life there. But they did, and you left.

When you got to your ship again you spent months avoiding pirates and androids before getting to your next safe planet. When you got there the people looked strange, most of them had prosthetic body parts, many of them looking so cut up that they didnt even look human. You learned that it was the custom there in those local systems, to slowly remove body parts as people aged, until they completely lacked biological forms, and were purely mechanical beings.

The custom was horrifying to you for your first few weeks there. And you knew it would be awhile since your ship needed fuel. People celebrated their first amputation, discarded limbs would be preserved like baby teeth, and it was all so casual a mutilation. You knew a young woman there who would talk so cheerfully about how they were going to remove the bottom part of her face, and how excited she was. You couldn't bare to look at anyone.

But as months became years, and you had a job as a professor of far off cultures, you began to understand. Not agree but understand. They could live forever, and never be disabled by old age. Children could visit their great great grandparents. And soon the amputations that disgusted you became commonplace enough to ignore. You even agreed to have a broken arm replaced, as so few doctors knew how to mend one. But you left, and you wept as you left, for all the people you'd never see again.

It took you awhile to find a habitable planet again. You were lonely for a time. And when you found one again it was like a drowning person finding water. The people in the new planet you found looked strange, they were hairless and androgynous, many of them either underweight or chubby, or somehow both, and all with a softness to them. Pretty soon you found out that their civilization reproduced using machines, and removed their children's testicles or ovaries as soon as possible, never letting them go through puberty.

Even having seen many worlds these people disturbed you. Their bodies were so broken looking, being so obviously incomplete to you. They thought of you as an oddity but they didn't even know what was taken from them. None of them had or desired sex, their genitals remaining childlike and useless, and because of that they were naïve to any hint of sexuality, they'd shadow publicly, and it was normal for friends to kiss and cuddle naked. It felt as if they had lost so much of what made someone human, and like you had no way of telling them.

But as time went on it too became normal. Even though you told yourself it wasn't. Sex seemed weird and useless when nobody had it, and bodies seemed normal when they were the only kind around. You thought they were missing something at first but they just weren't, they were as human as you, they could still live full lives. And in time it was all ok. After spending years there you ended up with a wife there, and though you never were allowed to have sex you loved eachother. But you eventually left, you had to, even though your wife wept as you said goodbye, it was in your nature to leave after years as it was in their nature to castrate children.

You've come to your next planet now, and they seemed to be serving human flesh alongside all the normal meats like pig and cow. It's disturbing to your right now but your sure it'll all be normal in time. Everything is normal in time.

[margaretcruzemark]

Tina, 1979

[aphverse-confessions]

I don't think rewriters are bad people for not writing every single character as a good person. The canon series doesn't even make them all good. Including the uncomfortable and dark content doesn't make people bad or mean they support it.

With the recent influx of cannibalism, do we seriously believe those people support eating folks? No. Why do we think or assume people are evil or bad for writing other similarly dark themes? A lot of people include themes of abuse, like making parents bad, because it's an outlet for themselves, do we just hate venting and victims? It's weird.

( not "proship". just think it's weird to shun or attack people for writing abusive garte or keeping the whole ein thing)

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[possibly-in-wonderland]

a new introduction post *updated...again*

hi, my name’s alice.

she/they/it/see other pronouns here

my gender(s)

i see you’ve stumbled across my tumblr.

practically an adult child. sex positive aroace (demi/grey) bisexual with adhd and maybe some other things. music, chaos, and fantasy my beloved.

im learning norwegian and enjoy learning about scandinavian history and culture. my hobbies include noodling around on my guitar, crochet, writing, urban and rural adventure, making collages, and looking for pirate radio stations.

i got ordained for shits and giggles and my favorite anime is attack on titan. im also completely obsessed with the tolkien universe, creepypastas, and the slenderverse. am pagan and practice witchcraft and will probably never start a friendship with “hi”.

in terms of my personality? imagine if amazing phil, danisnotonfire, kesha, and echo gillette had a love child (chaotic, gay, and a slut in theory but not in practice).

anyway, how about we figure out how to human together?

*NOTE: don't send me those "send this to x-amount of people" inbox asks. tagging in posts? cool with. the other thing? no. too much pressure.

[loubella77]

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[fictionadventurer]

imaginary book: “The Ruined Idylls of Calomar”, low fantasy (quite obscure, authorship disputed; philologists suspect the first draft was written in a Celtic or Semitic language in the late 19th or early 20th century.)

The Ruined Idylls of Calomar by A.E. Mann

This haunting work of fantasy claims to be the journals of an unnamed scholar living in exile after the fall of the hidden lands of Calomar. Once a thriving, peaceful, highly civilized culture, its glory was brought low by the pride, greed, and wrath of kings, scholars, explorers and warriors who fought for glory, power, and honor, until its final destruction by a dark, nameless weapon left only a scant handful of survivors to escape and tell the tale. In haunting language, the narrator writes of Calomar's glory and intrigue, its final fall, and his irresistible yet doomed attempts to return to his lost homeland and learn what, if anything, has survived.

[bookwyrminspiration]

everything I learn about gender and sex in the various races in a chorus of dragons makes me so jealous. morgage are all born male and age into female bodies, creating a matriarchal society; joratese have a nationwide acknowledgement and distinction between sex and gender identity, with their own terminology for identities (including a non-binary-like option) and sexual preferences (including asexuality), and a ceremony that literally changes your physical sex if you want; the voras and vane (i think?) can change their appearance and sex at will depending on how they feel, demons have no gender and present however they want--which can and does change. i think I got the short end of the stick being in this world can I have some of what they're having

[monorayjak]

Worldbuilding Nelvauris: Goblins

“Goblin Javelineer” by Mike Jordana Description The goblins of Nelvauris come in a few different varieties, depending primarily on where you are. All goblins originated on Hollitysa, specifically the desert on the eastern portion of the continent that surrounds Holliview Bay. All goblins stand around four feet tall, give or take two or three inches. They can range in weight from around sixty…

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

The Scarlet Throne

Nepali-inspired high fantasy

a girl who is the vessel for a goddess, holding the power over her province - whose power secretly comes from a demon, through blood magic

when it’s decided that she’s too old and will be replaced by a new girl - she does whatever she can to keep her position and safety, even if she starts to grow a strange attachment to the girl

villain MC, feline smoke demon, siblings

character focused, political, no romance

[cptnbeefheart]

i think i gotta pl;ay fallout 4 ..

[margaretcruzemark]

Monsieur Akira Kurosawa.

[archivist-the-knight]

i truly do love speculative biology for fantasy, like if i sat down and actually put time into it i could make a series exploring how different fantasy races would work. but it would genuinely be so long with me just explaining how i'd think the worldbuilding would work it's crazy

[ancientroyalblood]

Exploring Magical Realism in Literature: Blurring Reality and Fantasy

Within the vast landscape of literature, where words are both colors and brushes, the genre of magical realism emerges as a unique and enchanting tapestry. It’s a genre that possesses the alchemical power to blur the boundaries between reality and fantasy, allowing the extraordinary to dance with the ordinary. In this exploration, we dive into the enchanting realm of magical realism, uncovering…

[atlantic-riona]

big fan of things ending. for good, even.

[shironezuninja]

My 90’s love got hit hard today by the tragic passing of Smash Mouth’s retired lead singer.