you hold the key to my heart

Okay but imagine Dean asking Cas to drive because he’s too tired or too hurt or just because. And when Dean hands him the keys, Cas is a little overwhelmed, because Dean might as well be saying “I trust you with my whole life”. Cas wants to hug him, or kiss him, or tell him that he understands and he loves him too, but instead he just takes the keys.
Dean stretches out in the back and Cas drives so carefully, always protecting Dean. When Dean falls asleep, Cas realizes that Dean must feel safe, and again Cas wants to hold him, wants to wrap his wings around him. But he knows he isn’t allowed to do that yet, so he just keeps driving, heart so full he thinks is might burst every time he glances at Dean in the mirror.

If he can make you laugh and forget how awful your day was, don’t let him go. If he can make your heart explode with nothing but a smile, don’t let him go. If he clouds your mind with happy thoughts and daydreams, don’t let him go. If he can calm you down, not just with his words, but with the sound of his voice, don’t let him go. If he sends tingles up your arm when you brush hands, don’t let him go. If he would do anything to make you happy, don’t let him go, even for a second. Love can slip through our fingers as easily as gravel in the wind, and if you let it go, there’s no guarantee it’ll come back. So fall in love and hold on tight, because when you find the person you want to be with forever and ever and ever, holding on can’t be an obligation, it has to be a choice. But when you’re with the right person, it should be the easiest choice you’ll ever make.
—  Never Ever Let Go
The Actual Definition of a ‘Bro Tat’

BRO TAT EXAMPLE NO. 1: ED SHEERAN AND HARRY STYLES

BRO TAT EXAMPLE NO. 2: ZAYN MALIK AND LOUIS TOMLINSON

NON-BRO TAT EXAMPLE NO. 1: The first words you and your bro said to each other.

NON-BRO TAT EXAMPLE NO. 2: A ship and a goddamn compass in case your bro gets lost.

NON-BRO TAT EXAMPLE NO. 3: Birds that have eyebrows like you and your bro, and a matching bird on your bro.

Birds don’t even have eyebrows…

“Cool sparrow, bro!’

‘You too, bro!”

“It’s, like, totally my favourite bird, bro.”

“Bro! Mine too!”

NON-BRO TAT EXAMPLE NO. 4: WhateverTF this means. No bromo!

“Like a moth to a flame, bro, get it? Like, you’re my flame.”

“Bro.”

NON-BRO TAT EXAMPLE NO. 5: Padlock and key, because your bro holds the key to your heart.

NON-BRO TAT EXAMPLE NO. 6: A heart and arrow, because it felt like cupid literally shot you in the heart that first time you saw your bro and then peed on him by accident. And just in case the padlock and key wasn’t literal enough. Gotta be crystal clear, bro.

“Get it? Heart on my sleeve, bro.”

“Nice, bro.”

NON-BRO TAT EXAMPLE NO. 7: A rose and dagger in the same place. Because it’s, like, totally broconic.  

NON-BRO TAT EXAMPLE NO. 8: A rope and anchor tat because your bro keeps you grounded.

“Bro, make sure there’s a break in the rope so everyone knows you can knot it through my anchor, bro.”

“Good idea, bro!”

NON-BRO TAT EXAMPLE NO. 9: The fucking first words you and your bro said to each other.

“I love you, bro. Homo.”

“Thanks, bro. You mean ‘no homo’?”

“No, bro. Like, full homo.”

“Bro.”

SHINee Reaction || Finding A Woman In Their Hotel Room As A Prank By The Members

Onew

“ Ah! Sorry, I must have went into the wrong room!”
*Goes out and puts his hand on his chest, his heart was beating fast, then he looked at the door number*
“HEY HOLD UP, THIS IS MY ROOM”


Jonghyun

“Are you… Did I… Taemin…?”


Key

“Are you a fan? How did you get in here…?”
*Flustered and confused*


Minho

“Sooo…. What is going on, because I don’t remember agreeing to sharing my room with anyone other than Taemin”


Taemin

*Freezes as the door open*
“… Guys, why is there a woman in my room? I didn’t call anyone yesterday when I was drunk, did I?”
(Gangsta adult)


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Hearts - Jack Maynard

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I walked towards the elevator and hit the up button, and waited as the elevator came down so many floors. As the doors opened I walked in and hit my floor button and waited once again for the elevator to come to a stop. Which it did.

I made my way off and started to head down the hallway towards my apartment door. From a far sight I could see there was something red or pink on it. I had a confused look on my face as I approached the door as I pulled out my key I pulled off the two hearts and read them.

Have I ever told you how cute you look n that dress?

All I ever want to do when I see you is to kiss your beautiful lips and hold you in my arms and never leave.

I smiled at them both blushing, turning them over to just a plain question mark which made me question who would do this. I pushed my key into the keyhole and turned it to unlock my door. I opened my door and once pulling my key out I didn’t even move. Instead I dropped my arms down to the sides of my body.

“Are you fucking kidding me.” I mumbled looking at all the different colored hearts on the floor. I had no idea what emotion I was feeling. I was anger, excitement, and confusion. Anger because I wanted to kill who did this to my flat. Excitement to find out who actually did this. And confusion to why the person went through all the trouble to fill my flat with hearts.

I finally walked into my flat dropping my keys into the basket and close my door to find yet another heart on the back of the door. I picked it off and read it aloud.

Make sure to read all the hearts before leaving, beautiful.

And once again on the back there was a question mark. I sighed and placed my things down on my kitchen table and started to pick up and read all the hearts. By the end of reading every single heart that last read I’m sorry on the back was JM. I knew who it was and started to cry and fell to the floor. I slowly reached my phone out of my pocket and unlocked it going into my contacts to find my ex Jack.

I quickly called him and waited for him to answer. “Hey.” He replied with a slight sad tone. “Ja-Jack can you co-come over pl-please?” I asked messing over my words cause I was crying. “Anything princess.” He replied making my heart flutter once again making me smile. I hang up and pushed myself up off the ground and made my way to the couch and laid down.

I waited a couple minutes until the door to my apartment opened since Jack still had my spare key. I didn’t looked over at him until he was in front of me. I looked into his arms and wrapped my arms around him. “I’m so sorry. I’m so so so sorry.” I cried as he wrapped his arms back around. “Shh Y/n it’s okay.” He whispered back kissing the top of my head.

“I love you. I know that now. I fucking love you so goddamn much.” I mumbled against his chest. “I love you too Y/n.” He replied. I pulled back and looked at him. “Please be mine again. Please it’s been so fucking tough. Please be my boyfriend again. I’ll take you out to dinner if you want.” I said starting to think of ideas I could do.

“Y/n I don’t need that shit. All I need is you in my arms. So yes I will be yours again.” He chuckled starting to wipe my tears with his thumb. “Thank god.” I smiled chuckling a bit. “There’s the girl I love.” Jack said tickling the skin under my chin. I laughed at him and kissed his nose. He placed his hands on my knees and smiled connecting our lips making it feel like the first time we ever kissed.

You got the keys but I’ll never keep my door locked, you can always come right in. And, if my arms are full you can bet your sweet ass I will drop that shit right then. I might be busy, but I always got some time to surrender to your beauty.
—  Nahko and Medicine for the People, Black As Night

When we are 80, I will hold your hand and tell you “We made it. Thank you for letting me have you, for loving me for an eternity. I will forever hold your key to my heart with me locked away in the inner depths of my body where no one can find it. I love you so much and you know very well I do.”

Because all dreams can come true
#dreams #ldr #love

Valentine (Nam Joo Hyuk)

Type: Fluff

Request: Fammmmmmmm, Can you do reader and Nam joo Hyuk first valentine’s day together?


Joohyuk light the last candle on the table as the front door opened. You stepped in holding your gifts for him for Valentine’s day as he quickly posed. You chuckled as he stood there “I see you put your key to use” you say as he smiles. “Happy Valentine’s day” you coo as you walk over placing a kiss on his lips. “Barbecue, fried chicken, and a bottle of Ruinart” he says as you chuckle. “My gifts seem so bad now” you say as he chuckles “candy?” he guesses as he stares at the heart shaped box before looking at the other. “I do not know what this is” he says as you lean in again “open it” you hinted as he quickly took it from you.

His mouth instantly opened as he groaned “this is so much better than my gift. Lingerie. Thank you thank you thank you” he says as he sets it down. “You can get in that after dinner for now. Let me give you my gift” he says as he pulls out a seat for you.

~

Joohyuk laid on the bed sipping from his champagne as you nervously stepped from the bathroom. He let out a whistle “look at you” he says as he leans onto his hand. “Good gift?” you asked as he just nods as you take a seat in front of him in the bed. He patted his knees as you moved forward the bed.

You practically straddled him as he smiled on his face. “This is just perfect” he said as you take his glass finishing it off before leaning over the bed putting it on the ground. He grabbed your hips as he settled you more “hi” he said as you chuckle awkwardly. You leaned down pressing a kiss lightly to his lips before you rubbed your nose against his. “I love you” he whispers as you kiss him again “I love you too” you tell him.

It’s difficult living with that lonely feeling. That feeling of wanting to find someone to share your life with but knowing it’s not time yet. The right person hasn’t come along yet and there’s so much to work on before they come along. It’s so easy to force a relationship when the lonely feelings come. But to decide to wait for someone who you trust to hold the key to your heart will always be worth the wait than to end up heartbroken again.

I love you, but I love a historical figure who has been dead for over 200 years more.
—  me, probably
My heart stands behind steel bars
And I always hold the keys
My words illuminate my cage
But that’s not always the same
As letting you in
—  @katrinnac
Dearest Y/N

Originally posted by totaldivasepisodes

@221bawesome

Dearest Y/N,

I am writing to inform you that you have indeed captured my soul and my heart. You my love indeed have the key to my heart. You have stolen it and now that you’ve stolen it I want you to keep it. Hold it tightly and securely because I don’t want it back any time soon.

Y/N, when you walked into my life you left me dumbfounded, star struck if you will. The way you glided across the room so elegantly and so beautifully like a majestic swan glides across a pond.  So elegantly but a Swan is not afraid to defend themselves. My love this is one of the few favourite things about you.

I love how you present yourself, you have this ability to approach people with a feel of elegance and importance. You command people’s respect and attention whenever you walk into a room. You never come across as rude and you are always are piolet and you are well spoken.

I love the way your hands entwine with mine, they’re are a beautiful and perfect fit. Sometimes our hands sway whenever we’re holding hands. I like the way our hands mould together perfectly. As a perfect gentlemen, hand holding is the most important because it is letting everyone know just who you belong too.

My love for you grows deeper day, I love your perfect qualities and I love your imperfections. I believe my love that you were made for me. I cannot believe how happy I am to find as beautiful and exquisite as you.

I cannot wait for Valentine’s Day so I can spoil you with a beautiful evening, a evening full of surprises and romances.

Love you forever and always,

Your very extraordinary gentlemen,

Jack x


Love Letters are now CLOSED, however our normal requests and would includes are OPEN.


Key to my heart

pairing: Bucky x reader

words: 950ish

warnings: None

Summary: It’s your birthday and Bucky’s tired of waiting.

A/N: It’s my love @buckyywiththegoodhair​‘s birthday. I love you, I hope you enjoy your birthday drabbles. You lowkey hold the key to my heart. 

@buckysberrie- thank you for helping me out and reading this over, you’re an angel. Thank you to @beccaanne814-blog for helping me with the cheesy title *wink wink*. Thank you to (the rest of) my loves over at the Avengers Trash Tower for being so lovely and on board for this. You all are beautiful and amazing and kind and caring, and I couldn’t ask for a better group of friends. 

Originally posted by sebastianstahn

You’d just finished brushing your teeth and were about to head out to the kitchen when someone knocked on your bedroom door. 

 "Come in!“  

Bucky slowly opened the door, peeking inside for good measure. He smiled when he saw you were decent and shut the door behind him with a giddy smile on his face.  

You arched an eyebrow at him. "How are you this happy on a Monday morning?"  

"It’s not just any Monday morning though, is it?"  

You smiled, ducking your head a little. "Guess not. Can’t believe you remembered though."  

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Seventeen as cheesy pickup lines

S.coups: Are you a campfire, because you’re hot, and I want s’more.

Jeonghan: What time do you have to be back in Heaven?

Joshua: When God made you, he was just showing off.

Jun: How much were your jeans? Because they would be 100% off at my house.

Hoshi: Your lips look lonely, would they like to meet mine?

Wonwoo: You look like trash, can I take you out?

Woozi: Looks like you dropped something… My jaw.

DK: If I could reach out and hold a star for every time you’ve made me smile, I’d have the whole sky in my hand.

Mingyu: You know what material this is? [Grabs his shirt] Boyfriend material.

The8: There must be something wrong with my eyes, I can’t take them off of you.

Seungkwan: See these keys? Can I have the one to your heart?

Vernon: Your dad must be a drug dealer, cuz you’re dope.

Dino: Let me tie your shoes, I don’t want you falling for anyone else.

i said, if she really loves someone else, why is she
still writing about you?

it’s an important question
with a kind of answer that makes my heart
nervous.

marissa had told me a story about her uncle,
who loved someone but then also loved someone else.
he carried the first woman around
like a set of keys to a house he no longer lived in.
at dinner parties, he would pull them out of his pocket
and hold them to the light, tell his nephews
about this person he would never see again.

when i think about airplanes now, i have to remember my life isn’t
just an arrival gate. the last time i was flying somewhere,
i cried through the in-flight movie. my big fear
is that i will never love someone like that again.

which is a shame. which is a waste.
if there was one thing i was good at,
it was leaving my door unlocked.
—  Yena Sharma Purmasir, “two of thirty” (2016) 
Dear Future Wife,

Know that you can ugly-cry in front of me, and that I’ll still think you’re the most beautiful woman in the world. That my arms will be your safe space, and that whenever you reach for me, I will respond in kind.
Know that in the quiet moments of my day, when you’re nowhere near me, I am thinking of you, holding you in my heart, constantly loving you.

Know that coming home to you, or hearing your key in the door will be the best part of my day – that my face will always light up and that you’ll take my breath away the second you enter a room.
Know that you can always count on me to hold your hand when you need it, to show you how much I love you, and know that I am nothing if not consistent.

Love,
Me

I’ve got to tell you
how I love you always
I think of it on grey
mornings with death

in my mouth the tea
is never hot enough
then and the cigarette
dry the maroon robe

chills me I need you
and look out the window
at the noiseless snow

At night on the dock
the buses glow like
clouds and I am lonely
thinking of flutes

I miss you always
when I go to the beach
the sand is wet with
tears that seem mine

although I never weep
and hold you in my
heart with a very real
humor you’d be proud of

the parking lot is
crowded and I stand
rattling my keys the car
is empty as a bicycle

what are you doing now
where did you eat your
lunch and were there
lots of anchovies it

is difficult to think
of you without me in
the sentence you depress
me when you are alone

Last night the stars
were numerous and today
snow is their calling
card I’ll not be cordial

there is nothing that
distracts me music is
only a crossword puzzle
do you know how it is

when you are the only
passenger if there is a
place further from me
I beg you do not go

—  Frank O'Hara, “Morning”
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You hold the key to my HEART , i wish you knew 💕

Friend Zone

He claims that he loves you

But even in my position I place no one above you

He feeds you designer this designer that to show you your worth

I rather listen to your heart, feed your soul, and help you heal your hurt

He low key left you high and dry when shit got scary

Yet it was me holding your hand the night you miscarried

He’s not the first to fuck over your heart

Meanwhile I’ve been here from the start

Fuck boy after fuck boy claimed they would do you good

Can’t help but think these niggas couldn’t match what I could

Through all the years I’ve seen a lot

I’ve accepted the Friend Zone is my designated spot

As a dedicated friend I promise to be here til the end

As a man genuinely in love with you I pray for your hurt to end

I look forward to continued countless chill nights
Whatever my role I want you in my life

Just know if ever given the chance I’m going to love you and love you right

Best Friend just know I plan on doing that for life