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I've received a handful of commissions to draw people's pets and monks but this is definitely my favorite one so far
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[me] travel the galaxy, discover interesting new ecosystems, and incinerate them with engine propellant
[me] *and litter
[U] Grace taking the human urge to litter and upgrading it to litter heavy duty Eridian xenonite
[me] hopefully whatever exotic metallurgy is under the xenon is as neutral in Adrian's atmosphere as it is in Earth's (probably, the real question is how it reacts with xenon at all)
[U] Sequel: Adrian’s intelligent life has to go on a space journey to seek an answer to the poison recently introduced to their atmosphere that is killing the planet… (I don’t know why going to space would help here though)
I put more thought into this than is probably evident and I want that to be appreciated. :P
The book doesn't say much about the planet Adrian, at least that I can recall — it has a surface gravity of about 1.4g, and its upper atmosphere is largely carbon dioxide and opaque on the human visible spectrum. However: it also contains astrophages, the most ludicrously overpowered phototrophs in the known universe, as the base of its ecosystem.
The maths should be doable, though I haven't bothered to actually do them. An organism's trophic level is calculated based on how many links of the food chain are between it and its basic energy producers. Only about 10% of any creature's food is retained after digestion, which means the total energy available decreases exponentially; the apex predators of Earth's biosphere cap out at about trophic level 5 at most, because between them all combined they have only 1/100000th the energy of all the plants in the world and that isn't enough for anything else to survive by specialising in hunting them. But Adrian's base trophic level aren't mere plants, they're migratory sky plankton that sup directly from the solar corona — they'd easily overshadow the energy input of ordinary photosynthesis.
That isn't even getting into the fact that astrophages didn't evolve in the vacuum, and there are certainly other species in its family tree with the same specialised organelles for absorbing light, that just didn't develop the adaptations that turned astrophages into a celestial plague. Adrian's ecosystem must be ludicrously energetic.
Back to the premise. U wasn't sure why going to space would help, but it makes sense to me that if the problem is poisonous rocks falling from space, the obvious solution is to throw them back. Technically, that doesn't require space travel — if you don't care about the integrity of the payload, all you need is a really big cannon that can fling shrapnel at escape velocity. But, once you put all that effort into building a giant railgun... are you just going to expensively dismantle it again? What if we put a computer in it and shot it a little more slowly so it could look around and then fall back into the atmosphere and tell us what it saw? What if we gave it a little fuel so it could alter its ballistic trajectory and stay up there? What if we put someone in it? And I'm really enticed by the idea that the native Adrians' first spacecraft would make Jules Verne proud, because that means humans, Eridians, and Adrians would all have three completely different methods of basic orbital spaceflight informing their approach to the stars.
Humans gave up on the space gun idea because it frontloads all the acceleration into a single sudden impulse that would pulp anyone in the projectile. But do you know what kind of multicellular organism evolved to handle incredible g-forces without effort? Peregrine falcons.
So what I'm imagining as the structure of Adrian's biosphere is something like Earth's oceans. All the major energy producers are atmospheric microbes, drifting on the surface of the clouds where the sun still shines, being fed on by larger and larger organisms that slowly pass the energy all the way down to the abyssal zone; except, unlike Earth, there's so much energy to begin with that even the abyss is vivacious. And Adrians descended from flock-hunting bats-of-prey (feathers are a bizarre evolutionary fluke), with a touch of Humboldt squid: they nest on the surface but regularly soar up to several kilometres above it, and their ancestors could dive-bomb their prey en masse while shrugging off the pressure changes from the altitude. Large eyes are far-sighted and sensitive to longer wavelengths that aren't absorbed by the clouds, while the smaller lateral eyes are short-sighted. Their analytical intelligence derives from the need to quickly react to subtle changes in the wind or far below them (they can't throw, unless you count "spitting" or "swooping-and-dropping", but this does give them a instinct for ballistic motion in common with humans that Eridians do not share), while their tool use is originally nest-construction related, and their social instinct emerged from the advantages of flocking to gang up on larger prey with worse reflexes and to protect each other from competing predators.
Algebra is the offer made by the devil to the mathematician. The devil says: I will give you this powerful machine, and it will answer any question you like. All you need to do is give me your soul; give up geometry and you will have this marvelous machine. - M. F. Atiyah Accurate?!
the devil: “nyeheheh, so here’s the deal, you get algebra and in exch-” the mathematician: “yep ok i take it” “wait i haven’t fini-” “gimmie the functor” “wait wait wait there’s a condition, you have GIVEN UP GEOMETRY!! NO MORE SHAPES!!! ONLY ABSTRACT NONSENSE” “…what do you mean, this functor here is a shape” “what” “this is geometry” “…no??” “it literally is” “you don’t even have points?!” “the points are arrows Hom(-,A) -> F corresponding to F(A) by yo-”
“i give up on you people”
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baru cormorant having to ally with someone who has intense spiritual convictions centered around honesty and human connection is kind of the funniest thing that could possibly have happened to her
(To the tune of Rasputin): BLEH BLEH DRACULA, KING OF TRANSYLVANIA, HE IS A BAT AND ALSO A MAN
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An African Abbot in Anglo-Saxon England
To commemorate Black History Month in the United Kingdom, today we remember one of the first Africans to live in Anglo-Saxon England. The man in question was Hadrian (d. 709), the abbot of St Peter’s and St Paul’s at Canterbury, who played a pivotal role in the development of the early Anglo-Saxon Church.
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i love saying that "galois acts on this space" etc, as though my bestie evariste is personally showing up and throwing stuff around
What if you were a questionably ethical scientist and I was a scientist attracted to war criminals and we were both girls
[ID: A digital illustration of Raboniel and Navani. Raboniel, tall and willowy with zig zaggy white and red marbling and a maroon dress that's very low cut in the back, is leaning forward and grasping Navani around the waist and cupping her cheek as she presses her against a wall and kisses her. Navani is thin with tan skin and brown hair. She wears a blue havah. Notably, Raboniel's bare knee is pressed into Navani's crotch. End ID.]
really fond of this bathroom graffiti at my school. peeing?
i love you, nonbinary transfems. i love you, genderqueer and genderfuck and genderweird transfems. i love you, girlthings and it/its girls and girls for whom “doll” is fully literal. i love you, gender non-conforming girls. i love you, xenogender girls and girls who use neopronouns. i love you, girls with all sorts of gender identities and expressions. you’re all a light in this world and this community and you are so loved.
I love you, girls who don't feel included or described by "doll". I love you, transfems who are boys/men. I love you, transfem butches. I love you, closeted transfems. I love you, transfems who haven't fully figured out their gender or their style yet. You're awesome and delightful and beautiful and amazing and the world is a better place because you are in it
I am begging you. Please learn about stress/discomfort tolerance. Practice raising it. You need this to survive. If someone online can ruin your day with a throwaway comment, you desperately need to understand discomfort tolerance and consciously, systematically build that shit.
Also! Stress tolerance is such an important skill that having a learning disability in that area is a major symptom of a whole lot of other disabilities/mental illnesses! Struggling with it is a huge part of life! It sucks!
Am I saying everyone with misophonia needs to listen to chewing noises all day? No. But you need to find ways to tolerate it enough that you don't treat others like shit if they make a mouth noise near you.
No, you don't have to read the fic with your trigger tags. But you do need to be able to handle scrolling past the tags without being upset.
It is hard! But not having it also makes you so so so easy to manipulate. That grandma is racist AF because her mom raised her to be uncomfortable around black people and she never fought that discomfort. Trans people make so many cis people uncomfortable and that discomfort turns into bigotry real fast.
Letting your discomfort dictate your actions and beliefs about things is a great way to become a terrible person. Learn. Discomfort. Tolerance.

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It's fine to disagree with the IAU about the definition of "planet"; however, if your definition includes Pluto but not Ceres, Orcus, Haumea, Quaoar, Makemake, Gonggong, Eris or Sedna, you don't actually care what a planet is – you just want the exact list of nine planets you learned in primary school back. Your cute little Pluto-including orbital distance mnemonic ought to be at least seventeen words long, and good fucking luck with the Q!
My Very Exciting Magic Carpet Just Sailed Under Nine Orphic Palaces, Slandering Hungry Quaker Matrons Going Erotically Southward.
I appreciate that you included Salacia but not Charon – really threading the needle pedantry-wise there.