#take me home :(
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
lost-realm-princess · 2 days ago
Note
*A soft knock is heard on the door*
“Aphra.. it’s mama, can I come in?..”
@ocean-bringer
"Y-Yeah-" [She says quietly.]
23 notes · View notes
trashraccoongirl · 28 days ago
Text
forever. ❤️
Tumblr media
4K notes · View notes
ralphiesbae · 4 days ago
Text
Tumblr media
Happy 12 year anniversary ❤️ 💖
380 notes · View notes
zepskies · 4 months ago
Text
S.I.N.G.
Tumblr media
Pairing: Beau Arlen x F. Reader 
Summary: Beau wishes you’d take this self-defense lesson a little more seriously.
AN: Here's another one-shot for the Take Me Home series, set a couple of months after A Crime of Passion. Some of you might get the Miss Congeniality reference. 😂
Word Count: 1.5K
Tags/Warnings: 18+ only! Established relationship. Flirty teasing, tinge of angst and trauma/PTSD, spiciness and a side helping of smut. 
Catch up on TMH: ⤵️
❤️ Take Me Home Masterlist
Tumblr media
“All right, let’s try that again,” said Beau.
You barely resisted the urge to whine like a child. Instead, you grabbed your phone off the coffee table, which you’d pushed up against the couch to make space in the living room.
Your boyfriend frowned and swept his hands up in disbelief when you began scrolling on the little screen.
“Uh, hello?” he said. “Trying to teach here, Professor.”
You Google searched for a new restaurant your aunt Denise had told you about recently, and you showed him a snapshot of the menu.
“Wanna try out this new Latin place for lunch? They’ve got empanadas,” you said. “And lots of beef on the menu. Huh, Mr. Carnivore?”   
Beau blew out a subtle breath of exasperation.
“Sweetheart, I’m gonna need you to take this a little more seriously,” he said.
You dropped your hand to your side with a tired huff.
“Babe, we’ve been at this for two hours. I’m tired. I’m sweaty. I’m hungry,” you full on whined now, grasping onto the front of his shirt, a gray one you’d accidentally shrunk a little in the wash. What once was loose on him, now stretched tight across his chest and wrapped snugly around his arms. (So all in all, you didn’t feel too bad about it.)
Beau grabbed your hand from his shirt and took your phone from you. He tossed it over onto the couch.
“I just want to go over a few more things,” he said.
“Come on, you’re usually the bottomless pit here. My stomach is going to eat itself,” you protested.
His lips twitched. “You’re being a tad dramatic, don’t you think? Now let’s go. Show me what you’re gonna do when I come at you head on.”
When Beau stepped forward, you mimed bringing the heel of your hand up to his face. He pretended to whip his head back, as if you’d really hit him. Complete with an exaggerated, Jim Carey-level sound effect of pain that almost got you to smile.
“Okay, good,” he nodded afterward. “But what if I grab your arm and get’cha turned around?”
He grasped your wrist next. He slowly twisted you around, until your left arm was behind your back. You sent him a narrowed look over your shoulder.
“I’m gonna break your damn nose for real if we don’t go eat,” you warned.
“Just give me twenty more minutes, and we’ll go. I promise,” he replied, trying to dim his smile. “Now humor me, would you? What’re you gonna do if I got you like this?”
You released a long-suffering sigh.
“Break your stance,” you intoned. You took your sneaker-clad heel and kicked back to tap it on the top of his boot. In reality, you’d be driving your heel into his foot, hard enough to try and break it. He moved his foot back before you could though.
“Nice try. Now what?” he challenged.
You used your free elbow to press into his right side below his ribs—and maybe you dug in a little harder than you needed to. He grunted slightly, but he nodded in approval and released your arm.
“Okay, good. The guy’s probably gonna loosen up enough for you to start running,” he said.
To your annoyance, he didn’t end the lesson there.
“Now, coming at ya from behind,” he said, wrapping his arms more fully around your frame, across your chest and under your breasts. His hold was firm, but not tight enough for you to feel his full strength.
This time, however, your body locked up with a bit of tension. You drew in a sharper breath. You knew you were safe in your boyfriend’s arms, but you had a sudden flash of memory in your mind’s eye.
You felt the phantom of a more threatening grip on your arms, shoving you hard into the side of your car, pressing you into the door with your cheek against the glass.
“Hey, you all right?” Beau prompted. It managed to break you out of your thoughts, and you realized that his hold was looser now. His voice was a touch softer, and his lips pressed to the side of your head, reminding you that it was just him. You were safe.
You squeezed his arms gratefully. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
This was why you’d agreed to these self-defense lessons in the first place. And you knew it wasn’t just for your own benefit. It made Beau feel better too, giving you back some control, and just knowing that you were better prepared.
Working through the trauma of everything you’d gone through in the past six months was an ongoing process; both your kidnapping this past summer, and Casey Sanderson attacking you at the college campus where you worked. You still got uneasy in the parking lot. 
“You sure?” Beau asked. “We can stop now if you need to.”
You shook your head. You didn’t want that flash of memory to be the reason you quit.
“No, let’s finish this,” you said.
After a moment, Beau nodded. His thumb stroked your shoulder before his hold firmed back up.
“Okay, how’re you gonna break my stance?” he asked.
Your lips formed a cheeky smile. You grabbed onto his arm wrapped across your chest and bit him, just firm enough to startle him a little.
“How about I bite your ass,” you teased. Though you soothed over the bite with a kiss, tasting the salty sweat dried on his skin. Beau cleared his throat. You couldn’t see it, but he was smirking.
“Sure. That’s one way to go about it,” he said with a chuckle. “Any other ideas?”
Hmm. You remembered the moves he’d taught you yesterday, but an idea struck you.
“Well, I could always just channel Sandra Bullock in Miss Congeniality,” you said.
“What?” Beau asked. You could tell, without even seeing his face, that his brows had drawn together in confusion.
“Oh, you don’t remember? It’s simple! S.I.N.G.,” you said, with a growing smile. “Solar plexus, instep, nose, groin…”
With each word, you once again bumped your elbow into his side, playfully stepped on his foot, and reached back to throw a mock elbow into the bridge of his nose. But on the last part of the acronym, you slid your hand down the inside of Beau’s thigh and grasped his length firmly through his activewear pants.
He released a strangled sound and let go of you. His hands instinctively moved to grip your arms tight.
“Very good,” he croaked out, and allowed you to turn around. You slowly rubbed your hand up and down his shaft until it hardened under your palm. Beau stared down at you with a new fire in his eyes, his mouth parting as an aroused groan escaped him.
Giving him a mischievous smile, you lowered to the ground onto your knees, hooking your nails on the waistband of his pants and underwear and taking them down along with you. It was good thinking on his part that you guys placed an exercise mat across the living room floor. It made this more comfortable on your knees, especially when you took almost the full length of his cock into your mouth.
“Aw, fuck,” Beau grunted. His fingers slipped into your hair. He couldn’t help but grip tight as you continued to salivate over him, dragging your soft, wet tongue across his velvety flesh. And you were relentless. Whatever you couldn’t take into your beautiful mouth, you stroked with your hand wrapped around the base.
You pulled your head back for a moment, just so you could tease his sensitive head. He moaned and bucked on reflex, driving himself deeper into your mouth again.
Oh, he was close already. You felt his thighs shaking, his cock throbbing. Your pussy clenched as well, with the memory of how he felt coming inside you. It had you quickening the pace of your lips and tongue drawing his release, and soon he spilled hot inside your mouth. You took and swallowed everything he had to give, sucking him clean.
It was too much. Beau shakily lowered to his knees, almost stumbling down to your level. He grasped your shoulders for balance first. Then he slid his hands down the gentle slope of your back and crushed you to his chest, where he bowed his head to claim you with a kiss.
Now it was his turn to be unrelenting. He hardly let you breathe with his lips moving passionately over yours. 
“Lesson over?” you panted, between kisses.
“Yeah,” he said roughly, though he chuckled. “Thank you, darlin’. You’ve been a model student.”
You smiled against his lips. Beau slid your shirt up and over your head before he laid you down on the mat. His kisses blazed a wet path down your neck and between your breasts, still covered by your satin bra.
“Thought we were going to lunch,” you said breathlessly.
Beau perked his head up and shot you a heated look, despite his grin. He began slowly dragging your tight-ass yoga pants down your hips and thighs, all the way down to your ankles. Your panties came next.   
“Oh, we are,” he said, sliding his hands back up your thighs. “All of a sudden, I’m real hungry.”
His mouth finding its way between your legs soon cut off the rest of your laughter. 
Tumblr media
AN: Lol how'd you like that lesson in self-defense? 😘
And want more stories in the TMH-verse? I've missed these two. ❤️
Tumblr media
Ko-Fi Me ☕
Take Me Home Masterlist
Big Sky Masterlist
Main Masterlist
Series Tag List (Part 1):
@kazsrm67 @letheatheodore @agothwithheavysetmakeup @jacklesbrainworms @foxyjwls007
@wincastifer @iamsapphine @roseblue373 @brianochka
@branj19 @globetrotter28 @hazel-eye-coffee-shop-girl-blog @ades106 @charmed-asylum
@waywardxwords @deanwinchestersgirl87 @this-is-me19 @rachiem4-blog @sweettimelady
@leigh70 @clinicallydepresso @emily-winchester @xiphoidbones @skoveu
@nyotamalfoy @kmc1989 @deans-baby-momma @tabsluvsu @samanddeaninatrenchcoat
@deanwanddamons @anticxrrupt @lacilou @deans-daydream @deans-spinster-witch
@agalliasi @venicesem @chriszgirl92 @lyarr24 @iprobablyshipit91
@ladysparkles78 @solariklees @call-me-mrs-winchester @deansbbyx @candy-coated-misery0731
@curlycarley @sarahgracej @bagpussjocken @deanfreakingwinchester @chernayawidow
Tumblr media
435 notes · View notes
abuzd · 1 month ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
316 notes · View notes
chaoticneutraltor · 5 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
346 notes · View notes
aguuuua · 10 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
los tiempos siempre cambian 😿💙
498 notes · View notes
puhpandas · 1 year ago
Text
Tumblr media
kinda fixed ruined Roxy from her description in my fic Take Me Home
648 notes · View notes
ishadugar0 · 5 days ago
Text
Tumblr media
Made a bit of sketch for liam (and 12 years of Take Me Home)
102 notes · View notes
lovestereo · 2 years ago
Audio
3K notes · View notes
sunshineandlyrics · 19 days ago
Text
Tumblr media
#13 Midnight Memories (2013)
#21 Made In The A.M. (2015)
#22 FOUR (2015)
#25 Take Me Home (2012)
#38 Up All Night (2011)
Tumblr media
Liam's 2019 debut album LP1 also returns to the Top 100 at #62.
Tumblr media
As of 24 October 2024
Article x
UK Album Charts x
85 notes · View notes
trashraccoongirl · 26 days ago
Text
Tumblr media
I want to write you a song One that's beautiful as you are sweet With just a hint of pain For the feeling that I get when you are gone I want to write you a song
I want to lend you my coat One that's as soft as your cheek So when the world is cold You'll have a hiding place you can go I want to lend you my coat
Everything I need I get from you Givin' back is all I wanna do
I want to build you a boat One that's strong as you are free So any time you think that your heart is gonna sink You know it won't I want to build you a boat
Everything I need I get from you Givin' back is all I wanna do
Everything I need I get from you Givin' back is all I wanna do
I want to write you a song One to make your heart remember me So any time I'm gone You can listen to my voice and sing along I want to write you a song I want to write you a song
122 notes · View notes
mischiefbuckley · 26 days ago
Text
all the One Direction albums being released in November and how back then we would joke that One Direction month was November because we always got a new album in November like damn next month is gonna be rough
64 notes · View notes
isthisyourname · 3 months ago
Text
66 notes · View notes
zepskies · 7 months ago
Text
A Crime of Passion
Tumblr media
Pairing: Beau Arlen x F. Reader 
Summary: When Beau Arlen decides to “make it up to you,” he’s damn thorough.
AN: I couldn't help myself lol. I wrote this last night. Here's a quick little drabble for the Take Me Home series, set directly after A Good Man Is Hard to Find!
Based on this request from @jessicalynnann.
Word Count: 550
Tags/Warnings: 18+ only! Implied smut, fluff, and a murder (of sorts).
Catch up on the TMH-verse: ⤵️
❤️ Take Me Home Masterlist
Tumblr media
You just…you couldn’t stop laughing.
“All right, you done?” Beau asked.
You never thought you’d see this man blush so thoroughly. It made you laugh harder, though you tried to stifle it with your hands covering your face.
He had you laid out beside him, still skin against naked skin as the cool air began to dry your dewy bodies.
You were lying against him in an odd position, considering your bed now had a deep crack in the bedframe that ran all the way down the middle. It meant your legs were bent at an angle, almost like you were laying in a recliner seat.
You just couldn’t believe it.
This man had really broken your bed.
In fact, he murdered it. Killed it dead. Though you supposed it was a crime of passion, in this case. (You held in a snort at the thought.)
There were even a couple of screws that had rolled across the tile floor.
“Again, I’m sorry, sweetheart. I promise I’ll pay for a new frame,” Beau said contritely.
The truth was, he was embarrassed beyond belief.
Another giggle escaped you, though you tried to soothe him by caressing his cheek.
“Baby, it’s okay. This thing was old. I’m surprised it survived the move all the way from Chicago, honestly,” you said. The twinkle of mischief in your eyes made his face warm further.
“But how damn lucky am I,” you added, your lips curving. “My man quite literally shatters expectations when he makes love to me.”
And despite the unexpected cracking sound that had left you wide-eyed, it had been a spectacular finish. Even now, you were still tingling between your legs from how hard you’d come on his cock. (Twice.)
You slipped your bare leg between both of his and pressed a sweet kiss to his chest.
Beau fought it, but he had to smile at your words, and your affection. He sunk a hand into your tangled hair, first brushing his thumb against your cheek.
“You sure you’re okay then?” he asked.
“I’m more than okay,” you said. He felt the shape of your smile against his skin. You pulled back to meet his eyes. “Better the bed than my back, anyway. Jesus.”
Beau let out a sigh. Another giggle bubbled over and escaped you. You rubbed his arm.
“Think of it this way,” you said. “Now we can go pick out a new bed together.”
Beau tilted his head at that, and he nodded. A smile grew across his face.
“Now there’s an idea,” he said. It was probably too soon for him to broach the topic of moving in with you, but this could be a good first step.
“Right?” you replied in excitement. But there was something else dancing in your eyes. “We’ll just have to make sure the frame’s reinforced with titanium or something, because goddamn.”
Beau couldn’t help but laugh. He dropped his forehead against your shoulder while his own shook. You held him to you and didn’t bother to try and hide your own amusement anymore.
One thing you knew for sure?
There was no way in hell you’d ever let him live this down.
And one thing he would never tell you…
Beau Arlen was damn proud of himself.
Tumblr media
AN: 😂 Well then. That was fun, and I hope you enjoy! ❤️
Keep Reading:
Here’s a one-shot set a couple of months after this one. It’s called S.I.N.G.:
Summary: Beau wishes you’d take this self-defense lesson a little more seriously.
▶️ Next Story: S.I.N.G.
Tumblr media
Ko-Fi Me ☕
Take Me Home Masterlist
Big Sky Masterlist
Main Masterlist
Series Tag List (Part 1):
@kazsrm67 @letheatheodore @agothwithheavysetmakeup @jacklesbrainworms @foxyjwls007
@wincastifer @iamsapphine @roseblue373 @brianochka
@branj19 @globetrotter28 @hazel-eye-coffee-shop-girl-blog @ades106 @charmed-asylum
@waywardxwords @deanwinchestersgirl87 @this-is-me19 @rachiem4-blog @sweettimelady
@leigh70 @clinicallydepresso @emily-winchester @xiphoidbones @skoveu
@nyotamalfoy @kmc1989 @deans-baby-momma @tabsluvsu @samanddeaninatrenchcoat
@deanwanddamons @anticxrrupt @lacilou @deans-daydream @deans-spinster-witch
@agalliasi @venicesem @chriszgirl92 @lyarr24 @iprobablyshipit91
@ladysparkles78 @solariklees @lostin-jensenseyes @deansbbyx @candy-coated-misery0731
@curlycarley @sarahgracej @bagpussjocken @deanfreakingwinchester @chernayawidow
Tumblr media
437 notes · View notes
aguuuua · 10 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
harry boxeador 💚
183 notes · View notes