#Leaf Hound

[dry-valleys]

#music #70s music #leaf hound #hard rock #classic rock #Youtube

[mudwerks]

Leaf Hound Ultra Rare UK Growers of Mushroom Stereo Vinyl LP (Decca, SKL-R.5094)

 A highly-coveted stereo copy of the hard rockers' second LP, originally released in 1971. Various members came and went from when they were originally called Black Cat Bones (and morphed into Leaf Hound), including future members of Free and Foghat. This was the band's last album before breaking up. The album was recorded in only a day and a half, for 600 pounds.

#Leaf Hound #Growers of Mushroom #album #vintage #cover #rare #1971 #decca

[tfc2211]

Atlee - Dirty Sheets (1970) Homer - Circles In The North (1972) The Load - The Narrows (1995) ILmo Smokehouse - Have You Ever Had The Blues (1971) Leaf Hound - Growers Of Mushroom (1971) Judas Jump - Cully (1970) Majic Ship - Free (1970) JPT Scare Band - Slow Sick Shuffle (1994) Robin Trower - A Tale Untold (1975) Phafner - Overdrive (1972) Paris - Nazarene (1976) Mad Dog - Can You See (1977) Kopperfield - Jam It (2001 Reissue)

#Music Compilation #Blues Rock #Rock #Hard Rock #Atlee #Homer #Ilmo Smokehouse #Leaf Hound #Mad Dog #Kopperfield #Robin Trower #Majic Ship #Phafner #Paris

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

CULT EARLY '70s HEAVY ROCK FOR REAL ONE'S ONLY -- RIGHT UP THERE WITH ZEP, THE SAB, PURPS, & THE ROOSTER.

PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on CD package design for "Growers of Mushroom," the 1971 debut studio album by English hard rock band LEAF HOUND, remastered and re-released on CD by the UK's Repertoire Records in 2005.

EXTRA INFO: Consisting of all original material, it is the only album by the band's original line-up, and has been noted as pioneering the then burgeoning UK hard rock and heavy metal sounds. The album has also been hailed as a key component in the birth of stoner rock.

Source: www.discogs.com/release/3584137-Leaf-Hound-Growers-Of-Mushroom.

#LEAF HOUND 1971 #LEAF HOUND band #LEAF HOUND #Growers of Mushroom #LEAF HOUND Growers of Mushroom #LEAF HOUND Growers of Mushroom 1971 #70s rock #Proto-metal #Stoner rock #Heavy Metal #1971 #Acid rock #1970s #Blues rock #Psychedelic rock #Hard rock #Growers of Mushroom 1971 #Proto metal #Compact Disc #CD #Repertoire Records #Graphic Design #Cover Art #Picture Disc #💿

[sleepy-kc]

I forgot to post this on Halloween, but enjoy the anbu kiddos spending Halloween in Konoha ^^  

In defense of the ninja puppies... It was an honest mistake.

#halloween #kakashi #tenzo #yamato #anbu #konoha #ninja hounds #hidden leaf village #fan art #sketchtillyouwretch #drawtillyoubawl #painttillyoufaint #kakshi hatake #yamato tenzo #naruto #honest mistake #pakkun

[ninkennohara]

#jinchuriki of the mist #meets the guard hound of the leaf #will they or wont they #most of my ideas are angsty fair warning :.

[pokedcheck]

caber immediately covering his head when he's on the ice brother has been through it all 😭😭😭

#bro was like i am about to get HOUNDED #leafs lb

[jammiedoggo]

Cottagecore barely wake beagle

The beagle has fell a sleep and the barely waking up of plants place on back and around then leaf on head for photoshoot.

The style is inspired from Sherwind: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/sherwind, morteraphan: https://www.deviantart.com/morteraphan, Moth-Sprout: https://www.tumblr.com/mothsprout and Celesse: https://www.deviantart.com/celesse.

Other social media: linktr.ee/jammiemonstadoggo

#beagle #animal #beast #canine #dog #domestic dog #cute #kawaii #wholesome #cottagecore #cottage #sfw #feral #feral sfw #mushroom #pumpkin #apple #daisy chain #branch #leaf #bandana #scenthound #hound #sleepy #barely wake #laying #loaf #chubby #sunflower #plant

[mqfx]

trying desperately not to apply mitski's I'm Your Man to the xianle trio and I'm almost succeeding 👍

#hewwo #tgcf #shivering like a leaf. ''youre a dog and im your man / you believe me like a god / i destroy you like i am / im sorry im the one you love'' #WHEN YOU LEAVE ME I SHOULD DIE I DESERVE IT DON'T I #I'LL MEET JUDGMENT BY THE HOUNDS. PEOPLE ALWAYS GAVE ME LOVE OTHERS WERE NEVER TO BLAME AFTER ALL

[zincbot]

kakashi's death still kinda fucks with me

#naruto #free fucking closure! #i really think getting the chance to talk to sakumo was groundbreaking for kakashi. especially because so much of himself was #built on and over that old old hurt #i mean. the whole reason kakashi originally devoted himself to the village so wholeheartedly #was because he had something to prove. he was the obedient hound of the leaf for years. and all because he was making up for the verdict #the verdict laid down on his father by the same people he chose to protect. #kakashi Spurned his father's choice. he was angry with him for leaving him. he blamed him for the village's wrath towards them both #and so he completely and totally devoted himself to the rules and regulations of shinobi. he became a dog for the village to use. #and of course #as all things do #this bitterness slowly faded with time. as kakashi became less of an angry person. as he grew up #stopped being a kid desperate for the village's approval #and eventually kakashi figured out that people and the bonds you share with them are more important than anything. #and eventually (much later) he figured out that it was worth it to keep building those bonds even after losing so much #and after all this #after he's a completely different man than the tiny kid who walked in on his father's corpse #he meets him again. #and kakashi finds that he's not angry anymore. #in fact. many moments have passed in his life where he deeply understood his father in a way he probably was never meant to #but right now. he's tired. he's been tired. but right now he has time. he can sit by the fire #he can tell his father all about everything he missed. about the man he became without him. and it won't be bitter. it'll just be a story #anyway.

[rastronomicals]

7:33 AM EST December 7, 2023:

Leaf Hound - "Stray" From the album Growers of Mushroom (1971)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

File under: British Heavy Psych, Old School

#Leaf Hound #Growers of Mushroom #Stray

[dry-valleys]

#music #leaf hound #70s music #stoner rock

[thoughtsareclouded]

HE FINALLY CAME AND I AM SO HAPPY!!!!

#kakashi hatake #hatake kakashi #kakashi senpai #kakashi sensei #kakashi anbu #anbu kakashi #hound #anbu #naruto #naruto shippuden #naruto series #naruto fandom #anime #shinobi #ninja #konoha #hidden leaf village #konohagakure #will of fire #village hidden in the leaves #anime figure #crunchyroll

[plantsandtheiruses]

Deerstongue

When worn or carried or sprinkled on a bed, it attracts men.

Also boosts psychic powers when worn.

#deerstongue #wildflower #psychic powers #men #lust #vanilla leaf #wild vanilla #hounds tongue #masculine #mars #fire

[daycourtofficial]

Blood moon in Autumn

Pairing: Eris x Rhys’s sister!reader | WC: 1.3k | warnings: mentions of nudity, mentions of sex, mentions of violence

Summary: fae cycles are no joke, but your mate is always there to provide you comfort in the best way possible: by being your personal heating pad

Author’s note: this is part of my gingerfucker series, however this can be read as a standalone. @writingcroissant actually gave me the idea for this so everyone say thanks Tori 🥰

Death was imminent, you were sure of it. Every fiber of your being ached, the pain emanating from your lower abdomen through the rest of your body. It felt like someone was stabbing you with a rusted, dull knife, the blade carving out your insides slowly at their leisure.

You heard your bedroom door open and close, footsteps coming towards the bed. You groan in greeting as the steps get closer.

“Just leave me here to die, Er.”

A soft chuckle makes its way to your ears, despite the layers of blankets you are burrowed beneath, the blankets not offering you the comfort you so desperately crave.

“You’ll be remembered for even in death, your flare for the dramatics never faltered.”

You push your face from the blankets, allowing your face to be seen. You scowl towards your mate, his smirk making you want to push him from the window. You take in the sight of him - he had changed into more relaxed clothes since you saw him last. Gone is his formal jacket, a deep red velvet with golden leaf embroidery. The garment would make anyone look like court royalty, but on Eris it made him look positively radiant, as if the fires of Autumn truly originated from him, as if the apple orchards and the crops found their nutrients from him. You loved when he wore it, your fingers tracing the fine embroidery along the lapel as you would straddle his lap, grinding softly-

You groaned, the idea of moving so much making you nauseous and slightly dizzy.

Now he wore a loose, billowy shirt, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, casual brown trousers covering his toned legs. If it were any other day, you’d devour him. Any other day, you’d pull him directly into bed, pushing his clothes off of him, neither of you leaving bed until you slipped his shirt on to grab the two of you some pastries.

Instead, the sight of him made you slightly annoyed - he seemed fine as he set down a tray on the table next to you. He was fine this morning when he rose, having to tend to some things before returning. You were dying, and he was perfectly fine. You groaned, shifting to sit up on your elbows. “What’s this?”

“I believe those of us who leave our beds call it ‘food’.”

His smirk disappears at the pillow that hits his feet. He sends you a withering glare that just makes you scoff. “That could have hit the tray of coffee I made for you.”

You perked up at the sound of coffee - you were sure the warm liquid would at least distract your insides. Or at least provide you some comfort.

You’d take anything at this point.

“Did you make the coffee? Or did you just prepare the tray?”

“What difference does it make? Coffee is coffee.”

“Well, if Jora made it, then I aimed perfectly for your feet.”

“What if it was my coffee?”

“Then I would have aimed for the tray.”

He gives you a withering stare, his fingers halting their movements. “Now that’s no way to treat your mate who lovingly made you coffee.”

You squint your eyes, “if it’s my mate that’s making the coffee, it’s more of an assassination attempt than love.”

“You wound me, my love.” Despite your grievances, he continues preparing your cup exactly as you like it.

“Is the wound fatal?”

“Perhaps.”

“I shall pay my respects at your funeral, then. With my next husband.”

His eyebrow quirks as he rests the cup on your side table before he rounds the bed, peeling back the layers of blankets on top of you. He crawls in behind you, his body heat causing you to melt.

“Next husband?”

“I will get lonely. Besides, the hounds need a male’s touch. They’ll grow soft under me.”

“And who is this next husband? Is he capable of this?”

Before you can ask what ‘this’ is, he slides his arm around your waist, his palm lying flat over your lower abdomen, his fingers spreading across your skin. Your skin began heating under his touch, and you moaned at the relief he provided you.

“If he’s not, he’s not worth it. Perhaps one of your brothers will be capable. Lu, maybe?”

Eris growled at the teasing, your friendship with Lucien a constant sore spot for him amidst his rekindling relationship with his youngest brother. He hated to admit it, but he seethed with jealousy watching you interact with Lucien, the way your conversation would flow easily.

A life of regrets and Lucien takes several of the top five spots.

“Lucien would make a terrible husband. You’d never see him - he spends all day brushing his hair.”

“I like a well-groomed male.”

“The noises his eye makes would keep you up all night.”

“I think you’re getting us confused. The whirring would soothe me to sleep.”

He buries his face into your neck, mumbling, “you are not marrying Lucien.”

“Alastor, perhaps?”

You clutched onto Eris’s arm, the heat providing you some relief. You nuzzle your head into his bicep, and he blows out a hot breath, “if I die, and you are unable to continue alone, marry outside of my family, leave my brothers out of your marriage pool.”

You open your mouth, but he cuts you off.

“Not Azriel.”

You huff, “well if I can’t have a Vanserra or Azriel, I’ll stay alone forever.”

“I prefer that alternative.”

“I will rule Autumn alone. Just as Beron would have liked.”

You spin in his arms, pushing his shoulder down so he’d lay on his back. You crawl on top of him, laying so every inch of you is touching him in some way. Not an inch of space exists between your bodies. You poke his ribs, urging him to start heating up. He ignores you, so you start tugging on the bond between you two.

“Patience is a virtue, don’t they teach that in the war camps they call villages?”

“I’m dying, I think the Mother can forgive my lack of virtues.”

He huffs, but starts warming his skin to better provide comfort. You groan, laying in silence with him for several moments, the heat a comfort to the constant pain.

A few moments later you roll, your back laying across his chest.

“Ah,” you sigh, the pain in your lower back lessening at his touch.

“You’re spinning like game over a campfire.”

He rests his hands on your lower abdomen, the warmth making the stabbing pain into a dull ache.

You sigh at the contact, practically melting at how he soothes your muscles.

“I want to go bathe but that requires movement and leaving this bed.”

Eris laughs into your hair, but you hear the water running in the bathroom. You groan just thinking about how soothing the water would feel on your joints. You breathed out slowly through your nose, preparing yourself for the trek across the room.

You rolled off of Eris, and before you could get off the bed, Eris moved from behind to in front of you, his feet landing softly on the floor.

“Care for a ride?”

You nod, and his arms sweep you up.

“I think this is my preferred method of travel.”

“Perhaps this is how you will tour Autumn, hm? I shall carry you throughout the lands.”

You laugh as he sets you down, helping you remove your clothes. He must be warming the air somehow, because you don’t feel the chill of the air when your clothes are completely off. He helps you into the water, which you melt into immediately. You close your eyes, laying back in the tub, the porcelain a nice surface to lean against.

You’ve completely forgotten about Eris’ presence until you feel him nudge your shoulders forward, his lean body slipping behind you into the tub. His legs stretch besides yours, and you lean your head back to rest on his shoulder.

“There’s no way my next husband will be as helpful as you are.”

He breathes out through his nose, “I fear you can only marry down from here. A pity, truly.”

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Thanks for reading 💕

#gingerfucker #acotar fanfiction #acotar writing #eris x y/n #eris x you #eris x reader #eris vanserra x y/n #eris vanserra x you #eris vanserra fanfic #eris vanserra x reader #eris vanserra

[psikonauti]

Era Leisner (Norwegian,b.1988)

Silver Hounds, 2024

Acrylics and silver leaf on canvas

#Era Leisner #upl #art #painting #men #animals in art