gonna leave you with this

I’m gonna put this cat in a suitcase and leave you. And I’m going to take him because I know you love him the most. And I’m going to leave Miss Kitty as a reminder of how awesome I am.
—  My Wife  (completely and totally joking, I promise)

someone asked for headcanons with laf when it’s your first time together but the ask didn’t go through so here they are!!

  • he’s really excited when you first tell him
  • he gives you a big kiss on the lips and just holds you close
  • he’s going to make it special (no matter what you say)
    • you: “laf, i’m not a virgin. we’ve both done this before”
    • laf: “but it’s our first time. this must be special.”
  • decorates the room with candles to set the mood~
  • it’s slow, sensual, and sweet
    • but if you want him to go faster, tell him.
    • if you don’t say anything, he’s just going to take his sweet time with you
  • he’s gonna leave a hickey or two so be prepared
  • mumbles french words to you
    • mostly i love yous and how beautiful you are to him
  • makes sure you orgasm first
    • if you try to do anything to pleasure him before, he won’t let you
    • he’s like “non. not yet.”
  • his only regret that he didn’t do this sooner with you

Has anyone ever been cc searching and found a creator that had a lot of really really good stuff, but half of the links are broken because they haven’t been around in two or three years, so you go on a quest and FIND the stuff you were looking for….. and then you end up downloading motherfucking EVERYTHING just in case they pack up their shit and leave for good, knowing full well you’re not gonna use most of what you’re hoarding?

anonymous asked:

Roses are red Violets aren't blue But for the sake of the poem I'll ignore it for you. You're amazing, through and through If I wasn't so shy, I'd like to get to know you. You're talented, kind and your happiness should be limitless I've said too much, so now I'm gonna end this poem Now I'll leave you alone

Originally posted by haidaspicciare


ask-ferrobendy  asked:

ooc: //JEEESUS CHRIST DUDE, YOU ALMOST GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK WITH THAT HIATUS POST! I thought you were gonna leave the fandom too, don't do that omfg ;--;

//wump. Sorry!!//

//i dont want to leave this fandom// its to precious to me and this blog has made me actually enjoy looking at my art for once, and made me want to draw, instead of feeling forced too, and i dont want to throw it all away//

((Also small mention, i wont be completely gone! Just lurking//))

I’d like to take this opportunity to address an anonymous question that comes into my inbox quite regularly. Yes - I do post photos of my body. No - I don’t do it for attention. I do it because for a large part of my life, I’ve always felt unattractive. I’ve always been too skinny or too dark or not dark enough or whatever for people. So… now I’m using this blog now to post pictures of things I create, find, am proud of (my body being one of them).

tl;dr - I’m gonna post what I want and you can leave if you don’t like it. I’m learning to love myself. So back off, my dude.

Jungkook; Boyfriend Material

Originally posted by jeonies

Cooking (with dem sleeves rolled up, like BOI)

Originally posted by btsbangtanappreciation

Playing with dogs. Alway super cute with anyone

Originally posted by roselstra

That lip bite tho, like can you let me live please?

Originally posted by mayfifolle

Personal cuddle buddy

Originally posted by tiredkook

Bare face and absolutely gorgeous 

Originally posted by dabbingjungkookie

Lifting them weights

Now everybody say it with me; Jeon Jungkook is boyfriend material.

*I do not own any of these gifs*

Babe I'm Gonna Leave You
Led Zeppelin
Babe I'm Gonna Leave You

One of Led Zeppelin’s greatest songs is also an excellent rendition of The Plebs’ (Anne Bredon) original late 50s hit. The song was further covered by Joan Baez (in the early 60s) before Zeppelin added their touch to it.


jimon + Being Straight™

“If Clary wasn’t in the picture, Jace and Simon would be best buds, for sure. Or maybe even lovers.”


I did some outdoors sketching during a brief glimmer of sunshine, but the on-flowing mysteries past the broad river-bend were barred by a beaked guardian.


shinee + space-y things for the birthday girl, @leejinklies. ♡

Humans are stubborn. They will often disregard the dangers or foolishness of an endeavor if they believe it must be done.

Human-Megan was the first recorded example of this trait. She was called to the bridge during the time that a small landing party was sent to a planet she insisted was a “Death Star” simply because of its highly metallic atomic makeup.

Everything seemed to be proceeding as normal. The landing party arrived successfully, and began to survey the surrounding terrain, searching for any signs of life. Occasionally, the captain would glance in Human-Megan’s direction, in hopes that she would offer her strangely accurate insight on the progress of the mission; however, he was given nothing but incoherent mumbling about “bad feelings” and the need to “screw this noise”.

But then the mission fell into disaster. The landing party, as cautious as they were, found themselves ambushed by a group of cybernetic lifeforms, who dragged them beneath the planet’s surface after firing several devastating shots to their scouting vessel.

The captain frowned, pressing two of his four tentacles together as he considered their new situation. It would not be wise to send anyone to retrieve their fallen crew members – – it was likely they would be killed within the next few minutes. This in mind, he gave the order to resume flight towards the nearest inhabited system in order to refuel and collect new crewmates.

“What the hell?”

Those are for the bridge ceased preparations to resume flight for a moment, observing Human-Megan in confusion. She seemed suddenly distraught–she was trembling, her hands clenched into what her species called “fists”, teeth bared in something that was most definitely NOT a human smile.

“Aren’t you going to send someone after them?” she said incredulously, waving a hand harshly in the direction of the monitor.

“Human-Megan, I fail to see the logic in your statement,” the captain stated calmly.

“The logic in my–” The human interrupted her own words with a sound that set hairs on end and jolted the nervous system. If her shipmates didn’t know any better, they would have called it a growl.

“They’re our CREW MATES!” she cried, eyes darting back and forth as if silently damning all present for not taking her meaning. “More than that, they’re our FRIENDS! You can’t just–no, you WON’T just ditch them down there!”

The captain raised an eye-ridge. Was his human–was she threatening him? Despite himself, a shiver of fear raced down his lengthy spine–he had heard tales of what ignoring human threats had led to, and those tales were not to be taken lightly.

“Is that insubordination, Human-Megan?” he inquired, struggling to keep his own voice level despite the ever-growing fear in his stomach.

“No, that’s common-****ing sense,” she spat in return. “You don’t leave shipmates behind like that. You just don’t. What if that was you? Would you be okay with us just abandoning YOU down there?”

Again, confusion. “I believe you have met our first officer. He is perfectly qualified to act as captain until another can be appointed. There is no reason to lose crewmen unnecessarily.”

For a moment, he thought he had successfully gotten through to the human. She didn’t respond, simply staring at him, breathing erratically, mouth slightly open in such a way that for a moment he was forced to consider that he may have BROKEN his human.

But then she reacted. She pursed her lips and–spat at him.

The crew members who had done research on human culture physically recoiled in shock. She had actually SPAT at him–a human sign of absolute loathing and lack of respect. The captain himself was visibly shocked, observing his human almost blankly as his brains struggled to make sense of her actions.

She spun about, hissing a vile “Fine,” at those around her with a venom that made all near her flinch. Without another word she marched towards the lift, reaching out and grabbing an officer’s stunner directly from her waist before exiting.

Everyone resumed their work after a moment. Humans were strange, they were well aware of this by now. This was just another strange human behavior. Granted, human insight on situations was often valuable, but this was not one of those situations. This was the human refusing to see sense.

However, a few moments later an alarm was triggered, and a crew member appeared, breathing heavily, at the entrance to the bridge.

“Sir–captain,” he gasped. “The human–”


“She–she stole a scouting vessel, sir,” the crewman said, his voice trembling. “She is en route for the planet’s surface.”

Chaos ensued on the bridge instantly. Their human was RETURNING to the danger? What could possibly have possess them to do something so illogical? The captain, minds reeling, immediately opened a comm line.

“Human-Megan, what are you doing?”

“The right thing, assholes,” a venomous voice shot back. “Why? You gonna stop me?”


“Oh, don’t ‘Human-Megan’ me,” she snapped. “My NAME is Megan. Just Megan. And if you’re gonna just leave them to die, then what do you care if I go after them? You weren’t all broken up when they got taken, why should I be any different?”

It was then that the comm line went silent. For much longer than was productive, the bridge remained still and silent, with baited breath, awaiting the fate of their human. Was she truly going back to that place? Perhaps she was simply “bluffing”, as they called it. Tricking them. She was being strangely vindictive today–was this more of this behavior?

However, after a few tense hours the GEV registered the presence of the scouting vessel–significantly battered and charred–returning to dock in the ship’s bay. The landing party had returned, injured but alive, led by a frighteningly frazzled and blood-drenched Human-Megan, stunner in hand and fire in her eyes.

It was with a strange mix of awe and utter terror that the captain approached the feral-looking human. “You…you were successful in rescuing them.”

For a moment, the human was silent. She turned to face the captain, no longer furious, but strangely aglow, radiating such strength that the captain was intimidated by her very presence.

“There’s something you should know,” she said, no longer furious, but victorious. “It is NEVER okay to leave one of your own behind. No matter the circumstances, no matter the likelihood that you’ll die getting them to safety, it is NEVER okay to just ditch them in a dangerous situation just because you might not be able to save them. Got it?”

The captain did “get it”, although not quite as she seemed to, and made a note to himself to upgrade the human handbook with a new insight:

“Humans are capable of impossible things. If crewmembers are ever in serious danger and it is likely a rescue mission will not be successful, humans will find a way to MAKE it successful regardless of the odds. We are eternally lucky that they are on our side.”



Originally posted by fandomdeluxe