#exiitlight

Anthony steps out, hands in his pockets, almost blending into the night with his monochrome attire if not for the light of the moon and a few street lamps. He’s heard of the growing trend of paranormal videos up on YouTube, though he’s never had the time to really get into them. He tried, once, only to be disappointed upon realizing he’d wasted twenty minutes on a video that was solely clickbait. After that, he decided to just stick to his own experiences when it came to things that go bump in the night. When Lux mentioned this particular investigation though, Anthony’s curiosity was piqued enough for him to want to tag along, so here he was, meeting up with Lux in the middle of the night. “So… am I supposed to be your camera man tonight?” // @exiitlight​

╰  ☆ﾟ ⡊ ☾        “ hold--- hold on. slow down. “ bailey’s face is beat red. he tugs the hem of his sweater back down, hiding a tan strip of skin from view. they have the whole house to themselves. his grandma is visiting her sister a few cities away  &  likely won’t be back until late tomorrow night. this means he  &  archer have all the privacy in the world, but he still insists upon going up to his room to do anything risky.  &,  well, it’s a little more than risky this time because it isn’t just another warm, wet make out session ; no, bailey is planning to lay it all out on the table today. to give archer everything he has to offer. such a thing may not be a big deal to a lot of others his age. bailey is nineteen  &  most of his friends lost their virginity in their mid-teens  (  &  that’s okay! for them, that’s fine  ),  but he always knew he wanted to save it for someone special. archer is that someone. bailey can just FEEL it in his gut  &  even if he hasn’t spelled it out with words quite yet, if archer wants him, he has him. in every single sense of the word. which brings him to his current predicament ----  asking for it. “ i don’t need you to stop, just... be careful. okay? “ a murmur against archer’s lips, placing his own hands on his lover’s back to pull him in closer. 

The knock to his office door made him sigh. He had to many papers to grade at this moment and really did not want to be bothered. Charlie knew he could be seen threw the window to his office so, as was normal for him, he raises his pen from the paper was was marking to point to the ‘office time’ paper taped to the window. Maybe it was a bit rude, he should always be there for his students after all, but he had office times for a reason and no plans to meet with a student outside of them. Bringing the pen back to the paper he expects that to have been enough of an indication for the student to leave and as the sound of his soft playing classical music fills his ears again it seemed to have been though until... Another knock. Another sigh, Charlie finally looking towards the window to see just who it was. Then he noticed. It was him. He looks around, confusion etching across his features for a moment. Finally standing Charlie is quick to move across the room, open the door, and usher the boy inside, only speaking once the door was closed behind him. “What are you doing here? This is my office.”

The doors almost close, but Ares holds them open the moment Noah turns around. He grins, fixing his gaze upon the other male. “I am teasing you, but think about it. I’m sure it’ll make sense soon. You seem like a smart guy,” he says, wetting his lips. Noah gave off such an innocent aura, but Ares figured even he wasn’t immune to such suggestions. “Unless…” He leans just the slightest bit towards the other. “Did you need another hint?”

“You know, I can never look at that elevator the same way ever again.” Oscar grinned, throwing a wink Kyrie’s way, knowing that he would immediately catch on to exactly what he had meant. Just as quickly as he threw out that flirty statement, Oscar turned his gaze back to his laptop screen, though if he had to be honest, he was only half as focused as he seemed to be. “That was fun, wasn’t it? Think anybody saw us?” // @exiitlight​

.......... u rly had to pick my pettiest muse huh

            he wasn’t going to hide his utter amazement towards his perfectly symmetrical face. and now, long limbs were hooked on either side of him, practically straddling the other’s waist, face hovering a bit too closely to make sure that every speck of glitter was evenly distributed on virgin eyelids. “ -- hold still, ky. we’re almost done, ” he instructed, designer brush feathering through another layer. “ you’re wearing this look to the met gala, okay ? it looks really good on you, ” his invitation might have passed by casually, as it was the first for levi to even mention this. pulling away slowly, a satisfactory smile spread through his features, “ beautiful ! ” he then offered his golden hand mirror for the other to see his greatest masterpiece. “ well ? do you still want me to add rhinestones ? ” *  –  ♡ @exiitlight​