#chat: lux ft. rhys

[luxcass]

closed for: @rhysrycn​

they were losing light, she knows this without even glancing out a window or looking at a clock. it’s like golden hour is imprinted on her brain, like she can sense it without needing to see the time. it’s part of what made her so successful back when she was starting out, when she didn’t have frequent photographers to work with, or proper equipment — when it was just her, a tripod and an old camera of her dad’s. she misses that sometimes, how organic her content felt. not that she ever puts anything up she disagrees with fundamentally, but she knows her feed can come across as too charmed ( though, she is lucky and does lead a pretty charmed life, and she knows that’s why people follow her for the most part ). 

still, she wants to get some shots of her arrival — she hasn’t foud mads or vira yet, knows they’re somewhere around, but she and rhys arrived together, and there will be plenty of time for the so-called squad goals photos later. looking like cute snow bunnies or whatever. whatever aesthetic hits them in that moment. so, she turns to rhys and slips her arm around the blonde’s waist. “you wanna take a couple of photos of me walking up the stairs? from below so my butt looks good?” she almost rolls her eyes at having to even think of that, but she knows her angles. knows she’s got a pretty good ass. “i’ll make you as many teas as you want in return, promise.”

#starter: lux #chat: lux ft. rhys