These Red-winged Blackbirds riding around on a Red-tailed Hawk. Incredible! Apparently this isn’t all that uncommon. Read more about it on the source’s website.
Yes, my blog is ready.
why he lick me
THIS IS SUPER COOL THOUGH IF YOU UNDERSTAND HORSES. LIKE THAT NIPPING IS A GROOMING BEHAVIOR HORSE’S DO TO BOND AND TO MAINTAIN AND IMPROVE SOCIAL BONDS. SO THAT HORSE IS BASICALLY TREATING THE CAT AS PART OF THE HERD AND SUSTAINING THE FRIENDLY BOND.
IT IS SAYING, “this tiny horse is very tiny but we are friends. Look at my tiny friend.”
oh god it’s herb in horse form
Okay I’m not even a Star Trek fan but that’s beautiful.
This is ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE
Kings and Queens: vocals only
Please excuse me for a moment. *gone picking up what’s left of my jaw that fell on the floor after listening to such amazing vocals*
I need one of Night of The Hunter..
Heck every album like this and one of just drums.
just want to raise a glass for oberyn for being one of the few characters who is actually disgusted and enraged by rape and the rape culture of westeros while being non-white, non-het, and not a huge piece of crap towards bastards and non-noble ppl
I just…wasn’t this the guy whose first scene showed him choosing which of Littlefinger’s brothel girls his lover will fuck, and also demands the male ‘concierge’ join him despite him saying he’s not part of the whole whore package?
“In a world where people don’t see in color until they find their true mate”
OH MY GOD
HELLO YES I WOULD LIKE ONE 40K FIC PLEASE
OMG I NEED TO WRITE THIS STEREK FICI’LL GET THE JOHNLOCK ONE JUST AS SOON AS I GET DONE WITH ANOTHER PROJECT… UNLESS SOMEONE ELSE GETS TO IT FIRST.
Sherlock grimaced at the slide, wishing for the umpteenth time that he could see the color on it. Not that he wanted the complications that would come from what that meant, mind you. He heard Mike walk in talking to someone behind him.
"Good, you’re here. Mike, tell me what color you see on the slide," Sherlock commanded without looking up.
"Ah, sure, one second," Mike said as he hung up his coat. Sherlock stood and backed away from the microscope as Mike introduced his friend. "Sherlock Holmes, John Watson. John Watson, Sherlock Holmes."
Sherlock stared at the new man, “Your eyes! They’re blue!” he said startled as the grey world began to crystallize into color around him, instinctively knowing what each color was. The blond man looked at him startled.
"Yes, so I’ve been told." John stammered, "And your’s…they’re…well what color are they exactly?"
Sherlock’s heart sank. This had been known to happen before, one’s true mate not actually being able to reciprocate the feelings of the other.
"No really, they’re hard to pin down," John said as he searched the taller man’s face, "I can’t tell if they’re blue or green or something in between. I thought we were supposed to know which colors were which."
sweetdreamr and I had the same arrangement with Game of Thrones last season!
I so wish I’d gotten to watch the Purple Wedding with you.
I WILL MISS YOU! WHO WILL WATCH WITH ME NOW?