Ehy Birblr ATTENTION pls
DO YOU LIKE BEARDED VULTURES? Even if you don't, Well we need all help possible.
Bearded Vulture Eglazine is Missing
Eglazine was born at Parco Natura Viva in Italy in 2020 and released in the wild later that year in the French Massiv Central. Since then she flew all around France, Belgium, Netherlands and Germany.
As of May 2023 her GPS has stopped sending signals and we have no information on her status. Her last know position was in Normandy. Neither her or the tag have been found. This is a call to all vulture lovers, birdwatchers and photographers to keep an eye out for her and help search for Eglazine.
But HOW Do I recognize Eglazine?
Eglazine is currently in her sub-adult phase, which means she is transitionig her plumage. Black head with some possible white feathers starting to show up, gray-brown body plumage, on her wings she had 3 bleached feathers as of her last sight but more could be present now, she has a PVC ring argent color with the code ET.
If you happen to find a Bearded Vulture that seems to possibly be Eglazine please share informations and photos to the Vulture Conservation Foundation at
[email protected]
Best case scenario she just lost her GPS Tracker while molting her feathers, in the worst case scenario...
Please reblog and share this so more people can keep an eye out for any trace of her.
Photos and pictures shared are from the instagram page of Parco Natura Viva ( @parconaturaviva )I got permission to share
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dol workplace malpractice (aka literal nsfw)
You're stuffed underneath Avery's desk, listening to him drone on about "profit margins" and "liabilities" and other boring business terms. He's talking on speakerphone so he can press the back of your head, pushing his cock further into your mouth, shooting you a look when you audibly choke. He smirks when he sees tears form in your eyes, though. Your knees chafe against the rough carpet as you try to fit more of his shaft into your mouth, idly wondering how many others have knelt in this same position.
You’re straddling Harper’s lap, both of you squeezed into his desk chair, the way he likes it. His lips are all over yours and his hands are tangled in your hair. The doctor grinds his crotch against yours, smiling against your mouth when he hears you gasp - the thin fabric of your gown leaves little to the imagination. "Good work," he murmurs against your skin. "Why don't you show me what else you've learned in treatment?
Your thigh presses against Mason's, even though there's more than enough room on the locker room bench for the both of you. Your teacher is biting on his hand to keep moans from slipping out as your own hand works his cock. No one is in the pool right now, but that doesn't stop him from being anxious. "You'd better hurry up and finish," you say teasingly, enjoying how his face manages to get even redder. "Lunch is almost over. You wouldn't want to be caught like this with a student, would you?"
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Kind of dark stuff ahead? Basic Dottore warnings to be honest (blood, experimentation, he pretty much dissects someone, straps them down while they cry and beg for mercy, in front of the other Fatuis since they made you cry as a lesson, so yeah)
Been thinking about Dottore displaying to everyone in the lab what would happen to them if they crossed you, or Tsaritsa forbid, made you cry. By this point, everyone who works with Dottore or in his labs would know of you. And it'd take longer if you were sickly, but as soon as your presence is discovered, and the regular workers are aware of your standing as their Lord Harbinger's lover, immediate respect is afforded to you without any question. Do they have millions of questions? Yes, absolutely, but they prefer to keep their lives. Surprisingly though, you're... quite nice to them? It's honestly a breath of fresh air considering how the segments treat them, so the respectful way the agents treat you is a mixture of how they actually like you and how they don't want to end up as the Doctor's next test subject. There are always newcomers who are wholly unaware of you and who you are, so the older agents try to inform them as soon as possible. However, one learned the truth far too late, sealing his fate. Berating you for one minor slip-up that was just an accident, that was out of your control. And the other Fatuis are there absolutely panicking, trying to explain that you were not just an experiment, that you were- it was too late, because tears were already rolling down your eyes as you quickly exited the room. And the agents think, they are so fucked because they have no idea what the Doctor will do to them now that you've cried in their presence. They can only hope that he will have mercy on them, and punish the idiot who made you cry directly.
The next day, a multitude of Fatui agents, soldiers, scientists, and really whoever happened to be in the lab that day, were called into a room. It was very random, considering they never had meetings since the segments didn't like to be bothered with such frivolities, but upon entering the room, the same sinking feeling pooled in their stomachs. There was a lone operation table in the middle of the spacious room, along with a small table that had yet to hold anything. Strapped to the operation table was one of their fellow agents, bound and gagged, his screams were the only thing filling the room as the other Fatuis could only watch on speechlessly. Next to the (former) agent, was their Lord Harbinger. And no, this wasn't one of his segments, it was Prime, the real Il Dottore himself. Prime himself came to make a statement. Many of the agents hadn't even seen him until now, only encountering his numerous segments. And to the side of him was Omega too. The combination was enough to make some Fatuis want to faint and throw up, but they knew they couldn't for they weren't sure if they'd wake up again.
"I do believe that this is enough people. Word gets around quite fast around here, anyway," Prime hummed to no one in particular as if there wasn't a man crying next to them. Nonchalantly, he circled around the operation table, paying no mind to the muffled "please" and "i'm sorry" echoing like a broken record from the agent's mouth.
"It has come to my attention that some of you have trouble understanding orders," Prime Dottore began, his voice striking the highest amount of fear into the Fatuis. "I make myself clear, do I not? So why do you all still lack common sense? Why..." his gaze suddenly snapped to the tied-down man, "have I discovered that some of you still fail to respect [Name] the same way you do with me? Do you believe that you, a lowly person such as yourself, have the authority to speak to them in such a way?"
"I despise having my time wasted, especially by fools. Therefore, I expect this will serve as a reminder if you ever dare to think about crossing [Name], and consequently me." Prime then adjusts his gloves and motions to Omega, who then begins to set the table with... medical instruments he's retrieved from a bag. Only that they will certainly not be used ethically. The man only becomes more frantic at the sight of the dangerously sharp and pointy objects, but there's nothing you can do, once you're in the Doctor's clutches. No, he didn't bother to anesthetize the man either, so his screams would ring out endlessly until he finally succumbed.
And so the group of onlookers got a front-row seat of one of the Doctor's experiments. As horrifying as it was, no one dared to look away.
Let's just say no one ever dared to make you sad ever again.
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made some Worf quote calligraphy cards!
i also still have all of my calligraphy stuff set up so lmk (replies, asks, whatever) if anyone has requests for other silly quotes.
[ID: nine white index cards with the following quotes written in black and red ink in a blackletter calligraphy style. card 1 reads "There is an ancient Klingon proverb that says 'You cannot loosen a man's tongue with root beer'." Card two reads: "You will never achieve the 24th level of awareness." Card three reads: "Death to the opposition." Card four reads: "Sir, I must protest! I am not a merry man!" Card five reads: "At the first sign of betrayal, I will kill him, but I promise to return the body intact." Card six reads: "Today is a good day to die." Card seven reads: "Find him and kill him!" Card eight reads: "Good tea. Nice house." Card nine reads: "This is the story of a little ship that took a little trip." /end ID]
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