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Snowy Owl (Carl Stovell)

Snowy Owl (Carl Stovell)


 #jellyfishstiel likes to watch the plankton #and the light as it hits the water #it’s peaceful here #far away from anywhere #jellyfishtiel doesn’t have to worry about hir siblings #and their fights #and their disappointment in hir #all zie has to do is drift lazily on the current #and let hir tentacles swirl around hir

 #jellyfishstiel likes to watch the plankton #and the light as it hits the water #it’s peaceful here #far away from anywhere #jellyfishtiel doesn’t have to worry about hir siblings #and their fights #and their disappointment in hir #all zie has to do is drift lazily on the current #and let hir tentacles swirl around hir


tears-and-teeth:

towritelesbiansonherarms:

cassy56:

visualamor:

dollzi:

An unusual trio.

Their name is Balu, Leo, and, of course, Shere Khan. Interspecies friendship between the three deadly predators started when all of them were two months old. Previously, they lived with drug lords, as a symbol of power and social status. Then, during a police raid, they confiscated and placed in a zoo. Eight years have passed, a chorus of merry trio live in a shelter for animals of Locust Grove (USA, Georgia) and behaves like brothers. Eat, play and sleep together in the general house. Balu now weighs 450 kg, and Leo Sher Khan - to 160 kg. / click for more

Lions and tigers and bears? 

 #the yellow brick road is the stairway to heaven #the emerald city is paradise #nobody was expecting that the reason everything was lovely #was because of the tinted lenses in the glasses everyone was required to wear#hester!lion and bearinias and tigerstiel watch in the forests beneath the branches of their superiors #sitting still for so long they have taken root in the earth #growing huge and silent in their anger #breaking up the dirt and the yellow bricks as they search for God their Father in the small spaces of the world #so the three soldiers prowl the darkness tails lashing their flanks #the humans are afraid: lions and tigers and bears oh my #and the angels in their vessels roar when uriel’s voice comes from the dark #be ye not afraid for i bring you tidings of great joy #there is no green thing in the emerald city #(there is no paradise there is no heaven there is no god)#hester!lion and tigerstiel almost purr their appreciation while bearinias hides xyr face in xyr paws #it is said that uriel is the funniest angel in the garrison #and so they laugh and the humans run from the sound of their roar #relate all the things to supernatural #thingstiel is the best fandom #supernatural meets wizard of oz?


#i know this is tagged ‘thingstiel’ #but honestly i get raphael feels from it #’you think you can stop me castiel? #i am an archangel #i was chosen by our father to rule heaven #now that michael’s gone #(because what else could god have wanted? #we both know i am closer to him than you could ever be #this is what he wanted) #i will bring on the apocalypse #just like he planned#demons will run across the earth #and we angels will swoop from the sky and kill them #like owls killing their prey #they’re vermin #they’re lower than humanity#a perversion created by our brother #twisting humanity’s lowest forms #we aren’t weak like them castiel #or i am not #you are falling #but i am an archangel #god wanted us to favour humans #but he didn’t give them the powers that he gave us#he wanted the apocalypse #and when it has happened #when we have eradicated the humans and the demons #and lucifer has returned #we will be reunited #and we will find out

#i know this is tagged ‘thingstiel’ #but honestly i get raphael feels from it #’you think you can stop me castiel? #i am an archangel #i was chosen by our father to rule heaven #now that michael’s gone #(because what else could god have wanted? #we both know i am closer to him than you could ever be #this is what he wanted) #i will bring on the apocalypse #just like he planned#demons will run across the earth #and we angels will swoop from the sky and kill them #like owls killing their prey #they’re vermin #they’re lower than humanity#a perversion created by our brother #twisting humanity’s lowest forms #we aren’t weak like them castiel #or i am not #you are falling #but i am an archangel #god wanted us to favour humans #but he didn’t give them the powers that he gave us#he wanted the apocalypse #and when it has happened #when we have eradicated the humans and the demons #and lucifer has returned #we will be reunited #and we will find out




 #castiel once said that xe was a wavelength of celestial intent #like sunshine dean figures as they close their eyes under the tree

 #castiel once said that xe was a wavelength of celestial intent #like sunshine dean figures as they close their eyes under the tree


letslook4treasure: Rhynchocinetes serratus

letslook4treasure:

Rhynchocinetes serratus


funkmylife-minaj: LEOPARD

funkmylife-minaj:

LEOPARD



dontforgetmypie:

Cas again?


ebrews: blueberrytoast submitted: “No Dean, He’s not on any flat bread.”  I HAVE GOT TO STOP NO YOUR THINGSTIELS ARE THE BEST

ebrews:

blueberrytoast submitted:

“No Dean, He’s not on any flat bread.” 

I HAVE GOT TO STOP

NO YOUR THINGSTIELS ARE THE BEST


It had taken a long time for Inias to finally get to the right continent in the first place. His vessel wasn’t used to this amount of travel he’d been doing after relinquishing his position in Heaven. He’d mostly travelled by foot, since the aeroplanes human’s used to fly around the globe without concern grated on his senses. He didn’t like the tight space, he didn’t like the recycled air, and if he had to be honest, he felt a tug of worry every time he glanced out the window. The air was hot and humid as he strode through a forest in the morning light, chirping insects and singing birds making up the symphony of dawn. He’d been trudging through tall grass and impossible bushes and trees for far too long, swatting at mosquitoes which where ever hungering for his vessels blood. It was odd, becoming human. Like walking down a hill, somehow speeding up the further you went. He wasn’t worried though. He’d chosen this path himself, he knew he’d succeed where others had failed. It was only a small string of hope, but it was there, pulsing inside his chest, pulling him towards an unknown point. Like his very own magnetic north. A faint voice, ringing with sweet tones of praise, calling him from beyond. He moved silently through a surprisingly thorny bush and reached the edge of the small forest he’d decided to cross rather than walk around. Sweat was beading on his forehead and he could feel the warm flush of his body getting warmer as the temperature rose. He didn’t mind the heat though, even if he was wearing some impracticable clothing, the little bit of grace he retained kept his vessel well regulated. He smiled fondly at the memory of the man who had given his consent to become a vessel after he’d unfortunately gotten the news of an inoperable tumour growing in his brain at a faster speed than what the doctor’s could remove. His life expectancy had only been a week, two at most, when Inias had been called to service and contacted his vessel. He had been… Grateful. Like so many other humans, he’d feared death and the mysteries beyond, grasping at the chance to be spared desperately.  Inias sighed and smiled gently, taking in the great stretch of grass spreading out before him with a few knobbly trees here and there, offering shade for resting animals. A swift hint of a bright colour made Inias pause, ears perked for a sound of his assailant. However he could only hear the soft breeze blowing through branches, rustling the leaves of a stubbly tree not too far away. He cautiously looked around, a small frown wrinkling his forehead and straightened himself, intent on continuing his journey, when he heard a warning growl from a thick bush. Inias was instantly on his guard, shoulders hunching and slowly moving backwards when a great tiger came rushing out from the formerly inconspicuous bush. He hardly had any time to recognize the small thrill of excitement from his remaining grace, a clear cry of recognition, before the beast had enveloped him with its great paws and held on. Stunned, Inias clutched at the rich fur, dragged in a hitched breath, his nose filling up with a scent he never thought he’d get to smell again. He smiled and buried his face in the soft pelt of the enormous tiger standing on its hind legs, front arms wrapped around him in a tight embrace. “Castiel,” he whispered softly, “you’re alive.” 

It had taken a long time for Inias to finally get to the right continent in the first place. His vessel wasn’t used to this amount of travel he’d been doing after relinquishing his position in Heaven. He’d mostly travelled by foot, since the aeroplanes human’s used to fly around the globe without concern grated on his senses. He didn’t like the tight space, he didn’t like the recycled air, and if he had to be honest, he felt a tug of worry every time he glanced out the window.

The air was hot and humid as he strode through a forest in the morning light, chirping insects and singing birds making up the symphony of dawn. He’d been trudging through tall grass and impossible bushes and trees for far too long, swatting at mosquitoes which where ever hungering for his vessels blood. It was odd, becoming human. Like walking down a hill, somehow speeding up the further you went. He wasn’t worried though. He’d chosen this path himself, he knew he’d succeed where others had failed. It was only a small string of hope, but it was there, pulsing inside his chest, pulling him towards an unknown point. Like his very own magnetic north. A faint voice, ringing with sweet tones of praise, calling him from beyond.

He moved silently through a surprisingly thorny bush and reached the edge of the small forest he’d decided to cross rather than walk around. Sweat was beading on his forehead and he could feel the warm flush of his body getting warmer as the temperature rose. He didn’t mind the heat though, even if he was wearing some impracticable clothing, the little bit of grace he retained kept his vessel well regulated. He smiled fondly at the memory of the man who had given his consent to become a vessel after he’d unfortunately gotten the news of an inoperable tumour growing in his brain at a faster speed than what the doctor’s could remove. His life expectancy had only been a week, two at most, when Inias had been called to service and contacted his vessel. He had been… Grateful. Like so many other humans, he’d feared death and the mysteries beyond, grasping at the chance to be spared desperately. 

Inias sighed and smiled gently, taking in the great stretch of grass spreading out before him with a few knobbly trees here and there, offering shade for resting animals.

A swift hint of a bright colour made Inias pause, ears perked for a sound of his assailant. However he could only hear the soft breeze blowing through branches, rustling the leaves of a stubbly tree not too far away. He cautiously looked around, a small frown wrinkling his forehead and straightened himself, intent on continuing his journey, when he heard a warning growl from a thick bush.

Inias was instantly on his guard, shoulders hunching and slowly moving backwards when a great tiger came rushing out from the formerly inconspicuous bush. He hardly had any time to recognize the small thrill of excitement from his remaining grace, a clear cry of recognition, before the beast had enveloped him with its great paws and held on.

Stunned, Inias clutched at the rich fur, dragged in a hitched breath, his nose filling up with a scent he never thought he’d get to smell again. He smiled and buried his face in the soft pelt of the enormous tiger standing on its hind legs, front arms wrapped around him in a tight embrace.

“Castiel,” he whispered softly, “you’re alive.”