#still take you home

[cluedoenthusiast]

[X]

[daddy-long-legssss]

you're all tarted up and you don't look the same but it just gets worse [1] [2] [3] [4]

[dailyamlyrics]

“You're just probably alright but under these lights you look beautiful.”

[rastronomicals]

6:20 PM EST November 11, 2024:

Arctic Monkeys - "Still Take You Home" From the album   Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not (January 23, 2006)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

File under: All Too Clever For Their Own Good Rock

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[riverabsence]

i can’t see threw your fake tan

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[punklemon]

i like to think about similarities between milex & jon snow and ygritte

i want you but i can't have you bc i have these obligations and i don't have a choice

but i can't resist you

i go for it

and it all goes south

it's nobody fault but mine that i've hurt you and i lost you

what do i know

i know nothing

[ruporas]

trigunned the hades or hadesed the trigun (id in alt)

[gomzdrawfr]

light study with cowboy Price

alt version + ref used:

[killertoons]

Wally gives you a BIG OL SMOOCH! and to remember to wave up high!!!

[buckiverse]

☆ Sylus, who has a hidden playful side.

Sylus secretly created a sex playlist. While he was usually more serious when making love to you, he had his moments of playfulness—and this was one of them.

One night, as the two of you listened to an album together, you offhandedly mentioned liking a particular song. Sylus took note. He couldn’t help himself; the opportunity was too good.

So, when you got home, he led you through the doors of your shared quarters in the Onychinus base. Of course, he blindfolded you first, a smirk playing at his lips as he took your hand and guided you forward. The click of the door shutting behind you sent a thrill down your spine. You followed him obediently, your fingers curled around his bicep, his warmth grounding you in the unfamiliar darkness.

Without warning, he swept you off your feet, his strong arms carrying you effortlessly before settling you into a chair at the center of your bedroom. The air felt different—charged, expectant. A moment later, the blindfold slipped away, and your vision blurred as your eyes struggled to adjust.

The room was bathed in a golden glow, dozens of candles flickering against the walls. The air smelled of vanilla and something muskier—cologne, perhaps? A slow warmth crept up your neck as you took it all in. You had been out with your husband all day… When could he possibly have set all of this up?

Then, the music started.

A smooth piano intro filled the room, the beat kicking in just as realization dawned. Your breath hitched. Oh no.

From the bathroom, Sylus emerged in nothing but a robe, the fabric barely clinging to his broad frame as he strode toward you. In his hand was a microphone—where had he even gotten that?

And then, with far too much confidence, he started to sing.

"Can I take you home, girl?"

The sheer audacity.

His voice was—well, horrible, honestly. But that only made the moment funnier, your shock quickly morphing into amusement. You covered your mouth to stifle your laugh, but he caught it, his mischievous grin widening as he leaned in closer.

"Get you all alone, girl..."

His fingers trailed down your arm, toying with the strap of your tank top before letting it slide down your shoulder. Then, with deliberate slowness, he moved around to the front of you, his piercing gaze locking onto yours.

And then—oh.

He straddled your lap, his strong thighs caging you in as he rolled his hips against yours, grinding in time with the beat. Heat rushed to your face, your laughter faltering as something far more dangerous curled low in your stomach.

Talk about a show...

[backpackingspace]

In the odyssey, Penelope gave a test to all the travelers and beggers who claimed to carry news of her husband. She asked them everytime to describe his clothes. Because she had clothed him herself the morning he had left.

Odysseus is one of the few who pass it, describing a purple himation and the pin she had used.

Now picture, odysseus refuses to take this himation off. He doesn't care that it's getting increasingly tattered and stained /his wife put this on him/ and he will kill anyone who tries to take it off him. He looses everything he has over and over again. Except for this himation. He manages to hang on to it for the entire war and journey. Only to wake up on calypso's island and it's/gone./

When he begs the goddess for it's return she laughs an angry laugh. Saying "that old thing? I threw that away first. It was ruined beyond repair. You dont need a himation anyway but if you ask me nicely enough I'll make you a new one."

That's the first day odysseus spends all day weeping at the beach. But it certainly won't be the last.

[dykedvonte]

Curly's little blurb on his steam trading card just keeps reminding me he is a much more miserable person than people realize.

We don't get a lot of his thoughts, inner confliction that aren't bogged down by what Jimmy says or does. Even in the The Last One and Then Another, his dialogue is reflective, not the Curly before the crash but the result of everything. Parts of the him he was are there of course, but also disfigured and warped beyond recognition just like he is physically.

Curly really doesn't think much of himself and desires. He clearly chases fleeting moments of happiness. He doesn't really have prospects for himself, assumes in a similar way to Swansea, that if it should make it happy then he is happy. Though, he hasn't reached the point Swansea did to admit it doesn't. He neither sees the glass half full or empty, it's just water, something he needs and he'll take it from any perspective.

He wasn't running from anything but he's never really been going towards something either. He's listless. I've been using the term complacent to describe how he feels about his life and the closest people (really just Jimmy) in it, but now that word feels too neutral, too nice. Happier than Curly really was. There isn't just one word for it, he's unfulfilled, uncertain, uninspired. There are no active problems he faces and that's the issue, why should he be upset?

I believe he really is a person who doesn't know who he is or wants to be. He follows a structure. I don't think he's suicidal, but he clearly doesn't think about what makes him happy. He's numb. I suppose that is a better word than complacent, used to the feeling even if he hates it. It doesn't hurt so why stop it?

[ghost-in-the-corner]

what in the everloving fuck is he smoking

[benevolenterrancy]

May your hardened heart be woken By the soft and distant song Of all you left here unspoken All the shards we keep stepping on - Take this body home Take this body home Call the wind, and let her know Take this life outgrown Take this broken soul Call the stars, call them all And take it high, take it far, take it home

[skitskatdacat63]

2025 F175 Launch - Fernando Alonso

[welcometoteyvat]

"Come on. Everyone's waiting for you."