photo booooth !!!
AAAND i need to go to bed
Happy Croatoan Day!
Just a reminder:the natural diet of these birds is BONES. Not just bone marrow; actual bone shards. They pick up huge freaking bones from carcasses and drop them onto rocks until they get spiky pieces and then they swallow them. Their stomach acid dissolves bone.
look me in the eye and tell me that’s not a fucking dragon
And they aren’t naturally red like that. That’s self-applied makeup. They find the reddest earth they can to work into their feathers as a status symbol.
And they don’t scavenge other parts of carcases, just the bones. 85-90% of their diet is exclusively bone. Hence why it’s only a myth that these birds would just pick up whole lambs and carry them off. It’s not true, but in German they’re still called Lämmergeier as a result.
Me in cosplay
Someone else cosplaying as the same character
I have a bunch of friends who have visited London, and whenever they talk about all the touristy things they’ve done, all I can do is imagine Sherlock and John doing the same.
Just picture those dorky babies wandering through museums and galleries that Sherlock knows a stupid amount of trivia in, they discuss how Moriarty broke into the crown jewel display (and nearly get kicked out when a guard overhears), circle Big Ben [Elizabeth Tower] for a short while until John gets tired of Sherlock rambling about the renaming and the concept of time, and then they go to the observation deck in The Shard to take selfies over the city to post on John’s blog.
They visit a bunch of souvenir shops and buy London tube map pants, get their union jack pillow a union jack mug friend, buy the exact tourist hat Jim had to burn later, and John tries to buy Sherlock scarves or shirts with London-related prints on them but he plays ‘too cool for casual trash’ and won’t submit to wearing them.
When night comes, they ride the London Eye before it closes for the evening. Sherlock starts to talk about sinusoidal functions, how overrated all the tourist attractions are in London and everywhere else in the world, and how the people who got on the ferris wheel before them were certainly a married couple from Germany on a one-week vacation. John shuts him up by saying the wheel provides a literal and metaphorical vantage point for all of their tacky adventures of that day, along with adventures prior. Finally, he kisses Sherlock tenderly like they’re in a scene right out of some rambly, romanticized Johnlock tumblr post.