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Commission stuff: TOS Some RPs :D
Poor Wine Decisions
The Taco Tuesday Incident Fics
Spellwrought Bonds
the first osprey is the father, the one that comes later is the mother.
ospreys are not eagles, they're ospreys
ospreys only eat fish, that's why they don't register this starling as possible food
the starling got home safely
the starling was not trying to eat the eggs, it was mostly curious and you can see it trying to hop under the osprey every time the osprey tries to sit down again--this is because the starling is still a baby and has the instinct to get under an adult for warmth, even though it mostly has its feathers. this scares the osprey because that is a Foreign Creature near its eggs.
at the end of the video you can see the ospreys starting to turn the eggs. birds do this so the yolk and/or embryo don't stick to the shell of the egg, which is bad for the egg's health.
ospreys have eyes adapted to seeing beneath the surface of the water!
People are always like "Don't go to Orc city!! It's dangerous!!" Well I'm here now and everyones so nice, I just got invited to Club Orcs by a very handsome Orc.
Its honestly really cathartic to smash a big club against a bunch of Orcs, I wasn't sure at first cause I didn't want to hurt them but they just cheer and get back up again.
hey, op! i'm in love with this. i hope you don't mind but i felt compelled to write a short one-shot based on it.
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'Proximity Alert! Proximity Alert!'
Mary's warning blared over the ship's sound system but was almost drowned out by the horrific screeching, screaming noise coming from the far corner of the lab where something was materialising.
'Yeah, we got it, Mary! We freakin' know!' Grace shouted, shrill and panicked.
Rocky cowered low; the sudden cacophony overwhelming his senses. Grace hunched in front of him - body covering as much of the xenonite ball as he could - as they both ducked behind a lab bench.
'Ohgodohgodohgod-' Grace muttered, his voice an octave higher than usual. 'C'mon, Rock. C'mon, buddy, I need you to shake outta this. We've gotta situation here.'
The loud scraping sound ended with a sonorous clang! and Mary's proximity alert shut off abruptly. For a few seconds there was silence, broken only by Grace's shallow, shaky breaths and Rocky's pained trills.
Grace peeked over the top of the bench. He caught a glimpse of a large, blue box before a door on it opened and he ducked back down again.
'You recognise any of this, Rocky? Tell me this is something Eridian, please,' he whispered.
[Not Eridian. Not Earth?]
'Yeah. No. Definitely not Earth.'
'Hello?' A third voice rang out across the room and both of them froze. The voice was chipper, male and… English? 'Love the sneaky-sneaky thing you've got going on but I'm afraid–' he drew out the last word. 'I can see your hair.'
'Shoot,' Grace breathed. 'I'll distract it. Him. Whatever. And you just. You get back to the Blip-A, okay?'
Rocky shook his carapace fervently.
[Bad bad bad. No–]
But Grace was already moving; he took a deep breath and raised himself above the lab bench.
'There you are! 'Ello!' The man hailed cheerily.
It - he - was another human; tall and gangling, in a pinstriped suit and trench coat, with artfully-tousled hair. He waved at Grace. Grace - against his better judgement - waved back.
'Lovely place you've got here,' the man grinned at him. 'Love all the… string. Very stringy,' he gestured expansively at the bungee cords. 'Ooh, science! I love a laboratory. Mind if I just–'
He took one step towards a microscope, jerked to a stop and frowned at the ground as if it had offended him.
'That's weird.'
He bounced on the balls of his feet.
'That's really weird.'
He pulled a flat wallet out of an inside pocket and let it go; watching as it dropped to the ground.
'We're in a centrifuge,' he stated. 'This lab is one big centrifuge,' he turned his attention fully on Grace. 'Why is this lab a centrifuge?'
Grace unstuck his throat. He felt Rocky's xenonite ball nudge up against his leg.
'W- we're. Um. I-it's because this isn't a lab. Not really. It's a spaceship.'
'A spaceship?' the man frowned. 'Why would a spaceship be a centrifu–' he cut himself off suddenly.
He stared at Grace, hard, as if seeing him properly for the first time. Then his eyes widened and a huge grin split his features.
'Is this…? Oh, please! Red jumpsuit!' he pointed at Grace's legs.
'Xenonite tubing!' he pointed at that too. Then, he rushed over to the nearest microscope and - to Grace's horror - dipped a finger into the black goop on the slide and tasted it.
'Taumoeba!' he exclaimed in delight.
'This is the Hail Mary. I'm on the Hail Mary!'
He let out a whoop of joy and bounced across the room until he was leaning bodily across the bench separating him and Grace.
'And you. Hah! You must Dr Ryland Grace!'
'Er. Y-yeah. I's him. He'm me. I–' Grace shook himself. 'Yes. I'm Dr Ryland Grace a-and this is–'
'Rocky the Eridian!' he burst out and launched himself across the bench to peer down at Rocky. He let out a series of complicated whistles which Rocky copied.
[Is traditional Eridian greeting. How…?]
'You can speak Eridian?'
'Hm? Yep. Can speak everything, me. 'Cos I'm clever,' he said dismissively. 'I'm The Doctor, by the way, and you are Ryland Grace!'
The Doctor beamed, like meeting Grace had made his entire week. It was a bit overwhelming. Grace stumbled back a couple of steps and placed a hand on Rocky's ball.
'H-how did you get here? Are you from Earth? No, technology can't have jumped forward that far. Wh-what…?'
'Oh, it's not important! Honestly, it's boring. That's my ship,' he jerked a thumb towards the wooden, blue box in the corner of the room. 'And I'm not actually human. Normally, that's a bit of a shock to people but you're used to extraterrestrials! You're the Ryland Grace. First Contact is your whole thing! That and saving– wait,' he cut himself off. 'Where are we? What have you done? You've done the whole Taumoeba whatsit. Where are you going?'
Grace blinked and fumbled a little.
'Erm…'
[Grace and Rocky go to Erid.]
'Oh, you're on the way home!' The Doctor practically squealed with happiness.
He finally rounded the lab bench and stood almost toe-to-toe with Grace.
'Dr Captain Ryland Grace. Saviour of two - two! - civilisations. Humanity's first interstellar astronaut, First Contact and first Terran immigrant,' The Doctor smiled at him with such pride that Grace felt himself tear up. 'You do so much. You are so important to so many. And you are so brave.'
A sob choked its way out of Grace at that.
[Agree agree agree! Grace save Earth! Save Erid!]
'Ah! He said the thing!' The Doctor cried gleefully. 'I'd always hoped I'd meet you two. What a pair! Two lonely astronauts - both their species' last hopes - working together to save the stars! You're lucky,' he addressed this to Rocky. 'I have a human best friend, too. They're just brilliant, aren't they?'
[Also grumpy, stupid, brave.]
'Hah! Yeah. Mine's all that too,' he said wistfully.
'Wait. Wait. What did you–' Grace started but another loud clang! sounded from The Doctor's… machine.
'Yeah, yeah!' he called behind him. 'That's my cue, I'm afraid.'
'You're going?'
'Well, I can't hang around here, all day, can I?' The Doctor said, already striding across the lab again. 'Can't get in the way of all of this. How long until you get to the 40 Eridani system?'
'Er…' Grace tapped on his laptop. 'two years, ten months and three days.'
'Not long to go now! Well…' he drew out the word. ' Relatively speaking, anyway. Stratt follows through, by the way. On the statue thing. There are hundreds of them. 'Grace Rocky Save Stars' under each one. The best one is outside your old school - it's the only one where they get your hair right and they have you and Rocky holding hands. Right! Must be off! Places to be!'
'How're you gonna–'
'Don't worry about that! The old girl takes care of it,' The Doctor patted the side of the box cheerfully. 'Dr Ryland Grace,' he said again. 'Amazing. Oh! One last thing! I've always wanted to do this.'
He took a step towards Rocky and pressed his hand, balled into a fist, against the xenonite partition.
'Fist my bump?' he asked and laughed excitedly when Rocky obliged him. 'Brilliant! OK, you two. Take care of each other. Don't forget to tell the Eridians about the importance of UV radiation - they forget to put it in the artificial Sun at first and you get a bit of the old Vitamin D deficiency. Not fun!'
The Doctor backed his way into the box. Grace caught sight of an interior that looked far bigger than it should be.
'Goodbye, Grace. Goodbye, Rocky. Good luck on Erid!'
And, with that, the door clicked shut. The horrible whirring, screeching noise filled the room again. A wild wind whipped up and caused Grace to shut his eyes against it. When he reopened them, the box was gone.
Transphobia is about to be signed into law in the UK. We can fight this.
I am begging the UK trans community and its allies to attend the Mass Lobby at Parliament on June 25th, 11am-4pm, organised by Trans Solidarity Alliance.
Last year we broke the record for an LGBT+ mass lobby of Parliament. Will you help us break it again? Join us on 25th June 2026 to demand be
The new EHRC Code of Practice pushes trans people out of toilets, hospital wards, and community spaces. It normalises gender policing based on appearance and stereotypes. It becomes statutory guidance in the UK by the end of June.
Trans people are now legally their assigned gender at birth and must join gendered spaces accordingly, but if they are perceived as their lived gender, they can also be ejected from those spaces. The guidance says: either break the law, or don’t pass too well.
A mass lobby is where you invite your MP to discuss your concerns with you in-person. Ask your MP to:
Demand full parliamentary scrutiny, debate, and use their free vote on the EHRC Code of Practice.
Support any motions rejecting the EHRC guidance. As of June 4th, Labour MP Nadia Whittome has submitted a prayer motion - Early Day Motion 240.
Write to Bridget Phillipson, the Minister for Women and Equalities about our concerns
Your MP does not have to be an ally, they do not have to respond to your email for you to show up and greencard them (details below the cut.) What matters is that as many people as possible show up.
I cannot stress this enough: Showing up in person matters. It is much more effective than petitions, emails, and letters.
It is a horrible, stressful time, and I am so sorry if you're trans and live in the UK. But I was at last year's mass lobby and the line for greencarding alone stretched around the back gates. It was a record breaking mass lobby and made us impossible to ignore. Let's do even better this time. Details under the cut:
Worried about what to say?
Bring your personal worries about transphobia being signed into law, and trans friends being excluded from public spaces. You are a living person who deserves dignity. Remind your MP of that. You will also get guidance and brochures from Trans Solidarity Alliance that outlines our demands. This is mine from last year.
Money issues?
Trans Solidarity Alliance provides a travel bursary that you can sign up for via the link.
Got a refusal or no response from your MP?
Come anyway! You can request a same-day appointment with your MP through a process called greencarding. They will come and see you if they’re already in Parliament. Even if they don’t, they’re made acutely aware of your cause because you showed up in person. This is my greencard from last year.
Here is the EHRC Code of Practice in full. It's a tough read, but some highlights are:
Organisations can’t provide trans-inclusive, single-sex services, or they risk being sued for discrimination.
e.g. domestic violence support for women including trans women, men’s rugby group including trans men (12.68).
Trans people will have nowhere safe to pee.
If you’re a trans man, businesses can't allow you to pee in the men's, and you can also be ejected from women’s bathrooms if you’re perceived as a man. Vice versa for trans women. EHRC suggests a ‘third space’ bathroom, which is discriminatory and unworkable for most businesses. (13.130-133)
Sports organisations must exclude trans people from single-sex competitions (13.73).
A women’s only sports competition must exclude trans women because of their biological advantage or face potential lawsuits (13.74), but a trans man who has undergone testosterone treatment can also be excluded based on fairness rules (13.81).
Trans women are stripped of the legal definition of ‘lesbian’, and therefore no longer have legal protections if they’re discriminated against on the basis of sexual orientation. (2.50, 2.92).
Here is the Good Law Project's better explanation of the EHRC Code.
I have also made a PDF printout of QR codes for the government petition, email your MP tool, and mass lobby link to pass around your communities. DM me and I'll send it to you.
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