touching-hands

maplecat89 asked:

Every time I saw you drew haise, I always think that he look like a model to me, it gives me idea he actually a part time modelling and touka is a photographer who happen to work at one of his photo shoot and haise was blown away by her beauty that he wanted to switch their role for a day :)

Ohmygod– I couldn’t help it, I wrote another AU (the headcanon), I hope you don’t mind bc this is a little long ;o; –your idea inspired me a lot ! ! –



Sasaki tries to flirt with her overusing puns but Touka ignores him bc – typical model trying to obtain attention ugh, go away!–

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The fabulous Emmett Scanlan, at Wales Comic Con 2015

Kaneki and Hide and their 2 kids and one day Kaneki notices the kids crack their fingers. Kaneki asks, “Where did you learn that?” And gently touches their tiny hands and his daughter answers, “From you, daddy. You do it all the time,” and her little brother just nods in agreement. Kaneki never realized that he unknowingly still cracked his fingers. He tells him that it’s a bad habit and promises that if they never do it again then he won’t do it either. He makes sure he never cracks his fingers again but he does have the occasional slip. It’s not that cracking your fingers is bad but it’s the association to a traumatic past that is.

anonymous asked:

BUT OMG I AGREE FULL HEARTEDLY!! I could watch key getting massaged over and over again. And those precious moments when he lets people touch him ;; kinda feels sacred

Same! I would have sold a kidney to be in the place of the guy that was massaging him OTL 

He seems to be the type to need a lot of personal space and not to be comfortable with people touching him randomly unless they are close, so yeah, when the other SHINee members surprise him and he just stays there and lets them shove him in love, you know he loves them too ♥♥♥ 

Another thing I love about Kibum touching people, on the contrary, is how gentle he is. If you pay attention, he’s always extremely delicate with his hands. His touches are mostly caresses. 

He has such big hands but they are so gentle, it honestly makes me emotional. 

Unless he’s laughing and you are the unfortunate person right next to him. Then he’s gonna slap your arm. Hard lmfao

Hey taylorswift ! Here’s the iconic moment caught on video. This is when you touched my hand during ‘22’ in Pittsburgh on July 6th. :) this was the best day of my life, I love that I got this moment on video because I always watch it when I’m sad. I can’t believe I was ever this close to you, and you smiled at me. This moment literally made me so happy, (and almost 2 years later it still makes me happy) thank you so much for this moment, hopefully next I finally get to meet you! :)

“Satan has NOT the power to incarnate himself in our nature, to make himself man, to be born of a woman. He must always work from outside; he is rabid because he is hate, and hate can never be incarnate as Love is incarnate in the world. Hate can never be born in generation after generation as Love is.

It may look as if evil is triumphant. 

But in reality there is always, from every outset of the devil, an element of frustration. It is a tormenting thing—literally the torment of the damned—for Satan to be compelled to witness the indwelling of divine Love, of Jesus Christ, in the dust that we are made of, and to see the substance of earthly things endowed, by the touch of his human hands and the warmth of his breath, with life-giving power.

…Satan must remain outside of the harmony that motivates everything, from a man’s heart to a star.”

- Caryll Houselander

OKAY HI I MET CONNOR FRANTA TONIGHT AND I LOOK SO GROSS BC I WAS AN EMOTIONAL MESS WITH A DOUBLE CHIN BUT HE WAS HONESTLY THE SWEETEST AND CUTEST HUMAN ALIVE AND HE LOOKED GENUINELY SO HAPPY TO BE THERE MEETING FANS AND EVEN THOUGH IT WAS ONLY LIKE 10 SECONDS IT WAS SO GREAT CONNOR I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

“What if we simply didn’t meet? If I was dead before you were born? Or what if at the same time you were living your whole life in China and I had never left Europe?

Our eyes never crossed. Our hands never touched. We never exchanged a word. We never made each other laugh nor cry. We never made sweet love nor woke up with our bodies tightly intertwined. We. Never. Existed. And we could, we really could become everything, true everything to each other. If we had just met.

So, why do you suffer so much when someone you love goes away? At least, you had your chance. Be grateful for it. You shared a moment, one night or a whole year, doesn’t matter. You. Were. Something. And it’s true what they say, everything we love we will leave behind.

But, what about all those friends & lovers we never met nor will ever meet? For them, I cry sometimes.” —Ines Kotarac ‪#‎LateNightThoughts‬

watercolor by Kyungduk Kim

13: “Kiss me.”

You were wearing a fancy dress, low cut and long, because this cocktail party was supposed to be really important for the case.

Sam had left you to go and mingle, and you were meant to be doing the same, but you never really had the people skills that he did, so you found yourself standing at the bar.

That was, until you caught the barman staring at your chest whenever you looked away.

You sighed, standing up and scanning the crowd for Sam. You saw him standing in the corner, laughing with some other guests, but you could see that he was taking a mental note of what each and every one of them was saying.

You flinched when an unfamiliar hand touched your back.

“What’s a pretty thing like you doing alone at a place like this?” a low voice asked, hot breath ghosting over your ear.

You swallowed, quickly walking away from the man as his hand moved dangerously close to the top of your ass.

You got about half way to Sam before another stranger grabbed your hand and tried to get you to dance.

“How is the prettiest one here not already on someone’s arm?” he asked, trying to grind into you.

You subtly kneed him in the groin and raced the last ten metres to Sam.

You put your hand on his arm and he turned around, smiling.

“Hey, Y/N, how’s it-”

“Kiss me,” you interrupted him with a whisper.

“What?” he asked back, turning his back on the people he was talking to.

“People keep looking, touching me, and I need them to think I’m off the market,” you explained, “They won’t try to grope me if they think I’m with you. You’re terrifying.”

“Gee, thanks,” he rolled his eyes, his hand resting at the back of your neck as he leant down to kiss you.

You felt butterflies in your stomach and you had to remind yourself that this was your best friend, and he was just doing it to help you out.

“That good?” he whispered between your mouths.

You nodded.

“Good,” he smiled, kissing you again, “Now which guys do I need to beat up, babe?”

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