#holylace

[onethrills]

closed starter ft. @holylace.

“May I come in?” A soft question asked with just the right amount of respect, one of his hands against the door where he braces a lean body, and his opposite one wrapped around the neck of a wine bottle. He’s owed him one for a while now, and he doesn’t want him to think that he’s forgotten. About anything. Stalling where he’s standing between the hallway and Valentine’s room, Dane cuts dark eyes in his direction, not quite able to meet his gaze, but at the very least looking at his lips. Memories trickle in through the haze of his own crowded thoughts, memories of skin and of taste, of sound and touch. They haven’t spoken since that night, and it’s past time that they did. “Please.”

[premcnition]

@holylace​ / jace &. zane

despite  having  nearly  a  decade  to  get  used  to  the  curse  inflicted  on  him  by  his  dumbass  father's  poor  life  decisions  and  pissing  off  the  wrong  person  (  dragon  ??  )  ,  zane  doesn't  think  he'll  ever  get  over  the  pure  discomfort  of  when  his  tail  is  confined  by  whatever  clothes  he's  wearing.  sure  —  new  york  is  full  of  weird  people  and  one  of  its  charming  features  is  the  uncanny  ability  of  no  one  giving  a  shit  at  something  weird  because  it  wasn't  their  business.  zane  had  moved  past  the  initial  trepidation  and  begrudgingly  gotten  used  to  creating  a  hole  in  his  pants  for  his  tail  to  comfortably  move  around.  as  far  as  today  ,  it  was  fucking  cold  out  and  these  were  a  new  pair  of  pants  that  he'd  forgotten  to  deal  with  so  now  his  extra  appendage  was  uncomfortably  tickling  his  back  as  it  stay  pressed  there  underneath  his  sweater  and  jacket.  always  fun.  not  to  mention  knotted  fur  he'd  have  to  deal  with  considering  how  fluffy  it  was.  something  zane  would  relatively  be  proud  of  on  a  normal  day  ,  but  not  so  much  when  he  considered  the  effort  it  would  take  in  maintenance.  huffing  out  a  breath  and  frowning  at  the  sight  of  it  floating  away  in  front  of  him  ,  zane  enters  the  pet  shop  and  pauses  as  he  glances  around  to  see  if  there  were  any  signs  to  guide  him  to  the  cat  section.  copper  hues  blink  before  settling  on  the  cashier  at  the  nearby  register.  zane  can  feel  his  ears  twitch  as  he  notices  the  bunny  ears  on  the  boy  and  he  approaches  ,  head  cocked  to  the  side.  ❝  are  they  forcing  you  to  wear  those  for  easter  ??  ❞  zane  asks  and  stuffs  his  hands  into  his  sweatshirt  pocket.  his  next  thought  has  his  lips  twitch  up  in  a  ghost  of  a  smirk.  ❝  or  are  you  just  a  furry  and  that's  why  you  work  at  a  pet  shop  ??  ❞

[tosink]

as an artist, keung has prided himself on the steadiness of his hands under emotional duress. there had been a rough patch where they’d refused to cease their tremble, between being turned and when cherry tethered him back to the ground. this had been the most unnerving part of his transformation: a lack of control over the only things he'd ever felt confidently in control of. a betrayal he keeps mostly to himself. one he still fears. the moon is predictable but his hands haven’t been. this is what he thinks about, watching his phone lay steady in his palm while waiting for soren's text; watching a tremor ripple through his fingers when it arrives. keung types out a heavily planned message and holds his breath.

[ sms to ren ren: ] well anytime you fancy, then. your key's on top of the frame.

this is only part of his agenda for the evening but it feels pivotal. he hopes the diction choice is enough for soren understand the intended meaning; that his fears are made up of hours over thinking the gift of a flat key. it had been easier with cherry. there hadn’t been the complication of it. keung tucks his hands into his pockets and waits on the other side of the door for soren to come home.

closed for @holylace​

[malasomnia]

sms for ~yuri~

finn: tryna fight or

[onethrills]

closed starter ft. @holylace​.

The slightly chill breeze of the early evening filters in through their open window, and Dane lays with Valentine in his bed at his apartment, half-naked and so soft that it’s almost painful to have to break the moment with a movement. That movement begins and ends with his lips against his shoulder, careful as he folds his arm around his form and pulls him in closer. This feels right. It feels like home, and like safety, and so, so exciting at the same time that it makes his heart race. He smells good, pressed all into him like this, and it takes only a moment for him to find the courage to kiss the bridge of his nose. “I know we’re supposed to be taking it slow,” he begins on a murmur, “but sometimes I think touching you is the only thing that keeps me grounded anymore.”

[onethrills]

closed starter ft. @holylace​.

Shiloh is incredible. It’s a thought that Eiko has had before, but it’s always a thought he has when he gets to be the one to meet him at work, watching him finish up before he heads back to get changed. That’s where he waits for him, leaning against one of the lockers, head spinning and heart fluttering just a bit as he watches him approach. He truly is one of the most beautiful people Eiko has ever seen, and he thinks that’s quite unfair considering he’s still waiting to be kissed. Any day now, hopefully. “Tired? It looked like you were working hard in there.”

[onethrills]

Birthdays are hard.

An empty penthouse and the sound of his own footsteps echoing through the entryway is enough to make anyone feel lonely, but Henry has a special brand of loneliness built from inside of his own head. Missing his mother is a difficult thing to go through on a normal day, but on the day that he needs her the most, it’s just a whole other level of aching --- a whole other level of wanting, of wishing. Maybe that’s why he called Kyu up, why he about broke down crying to him on the phone, why he needs him to come here despite the way things have been going lately, or maybe because of it. It’s been a while since he last saw him, since they were together, but he doesn’t quite know what to expect. All he does know is that he needs to get lost in someone, in something, at least for a little while. At least for tonight.

It’s chilly when he opens the door to let him inside, and he takes a couple of steps back, wide, dark eyes blinking over at him slow. “Hi.” The word is breathed out, and Henry closes the door softly behind him once he enters. “Thanks. For coming over, I mean. I know that it’s been a long time.” / @holylace.

[onethrills]

closed starter ft. @holylace​.

“Sunny!” Casey is practically vibrating with how excited he is, caught somewhere between reaching out to him and stumbling into him. Taking his arms in his hands, he gives a squeeze, a smile spreading over his lips. “I missed you. Where have you been?” It’s only been a day or two since they last saw each other, and yet he’s acting as if he hasn’t seen him in weeks. In typical Casey fashion, the drama is outstanding. Tilting his head, uncaring as to who sees, he presses their mouths together in a soft, almost chaste kiss. “You don’t have to answer that. I know you have other things to do besides me.”