not blonde

killian law | dublin to la | 24 someone's moving outside the [ lights ] come on down the drive i forget you're not here when I close my eyes do you still think of me sometimes? and oh, l o v e, watch the sun coming up don't it feel fucked up we're not in love

[killianlaw]

bcllahqs‌:

“i’ll be fine. eventually.” bella shrugged, with a quietly sardonic laugh. she knew that this was just a chapter in her life she had to get through, she had to face the consequences, but in the meantime, it felt like her heart was rotting from the inside out. “jett seems to think this whole thing is rather funny so i try to act the same but truthfully, it’s exhausting. anyway…i don’t wanna monopolize our time. you sure there’s nothing you wanna vent about? i’m not great with my own problems but maybe i could take a crack at yours. now that we’re trying to be friends and all.” her tone was joking but she meant what she said. killian had always been an enigma and she’d always known there was so much beneath the surface that she couldn’t see. bella was overexposed while he was very closed off and it had been on her mind from the moment they met. “i think i overdid it with the food…” she mumbled as she unpacked the bags on her dinged up coffee table, “unless you think you can eat three burgers and drink a shake in every flavor?”

“you don’t have to act any way that isn’t you.” he almost laughed, that he was the one telling her to be honest with herself, when he couldn’t be honest with... anyone. he began to take the food out of the bags with her, and his amusement grew as he kept taking out sides. “did you invite anyone else over without telling me? or are we going to film one of those, what are they called? mukbangs?” he shook his head, grabbing a container of fries. “jett handles things differently than most. besides, i don’t think he’ll really go stressing out to you when you already have so much stuff you have to deal with.” he didn’t feel like he could speak for their mutual friend, but he knew that he was struggling with things his own way. “like i said, haven’t been up to much so haven’t had many problems recently. but i think we should probably talk about you, if you’re the type to stress eat than it’s kind of obvious that you’re going through something right now.”

[killianlaw]

kxndcll‌:

     angel. it had been what killian had called him at the club and it’s what he’s calling him now. kendall very much likes the connotations though in hindsight, he’s probably less angelic and innocent than his wispy white locks and dollishly wide blue eyes imply. hell, he’s got no doubt that he’s kinkier than most men he hooks up with and the attire he’s got on under his jacket is even considered ‘tame’ compared to some of the things he’s worn. “ yeah, a little, ” kendall croons, making no move to rid himself of the bulky outerwear. instead, he allows himself to be led with no resistant, only barely avoiding a stumble as he’s tugged inside. kendall’s breath leaves his lips in a little oof of a sound as he’s crowded up against the door. head tilts back but his eyes don’t quite lift all the way to killian’s, instead lingering at his mouth for too long not to be obvious. he continues in an airy voice, barely above a whisper. “ what i’ve got on underneath might’ve turned a few heads on the way over which, while i enjoy attention, there’s only one way i want to get it right now. ” kendall’s lashes flutter and his smile goes even more kittenish. “ and besides… i was hoping you’d take it off for me? ” he cants his head to one side, the picture of sweetness despite his mounting neediness. fingertips are allowed to explore killian’s chest, toying with the front of his shirt with an encouraging bite to his own lower lip. he’s a little beyond being subtle as his fingers hook in the neckline of killian’s shirt, giving him the lightest of tugs forward. closer… closer, it’s never close enough. not while they’re both still clothed anyways.

“i think i can make that work. don’t want to disappoint someone like you.” he smirked, mimicking the other and focusing his gaze on kendall’s lips. his hand began to slowly unbutton the front of the other’s coat, and while killian meant for it to be a way to tease, he couldn’t deny that he was eager to see kendall had worn over here that had to be hidden away from the public. when the coat was fully unbuttoned, killian slipped his hand in between the fabric, running his fingers along the denim of kendall’s shorts. he slid his hand further down and felt a pattern, but he couldn’t figure out what the other was wearing.he pushed the trenchcoat open, revealing the white fishnet tights kendall was wearing under the shorts. killian pushed the rest of coat off, taking a step back to fully appreciate the ensemble the blonde had put together, and he understood why kendall had worn the coat over it. “maybe i should find a different name for you, no angel would walk out in this.” he smirked, taking a step forward again, hooking his hands under the others thighs and hoisting him up, pressing kendall’s back against the door. “and something tells me you don’t like to play nice.” he leaned forward, pressing his nose against the curve of the other’s neck and inhaling slowly. “but there’s something about you that’s so heavenly, i don’t really think any other name would fit.” he raked his teeth against the sensitive skin on the blonde’s collarbone before finally pressing a soft kiss there. he looked back up at the other and kissed him roughly, contrasting the featherlight touches he was using before.

[killianlaw]

mcximilians‌:

   “you’ll be our honorary fifth member for that night.” he states, chuckling to himself once more. “do you want me to do back flips? would that be enthusiastic enough for you?” maxi wonders, standing up from his seat. “you mean to tell me that you don’t want to use me for some sort of gossip story?”

“if i help you win a grammy i’ll always be a member. i won’t actually perform with you or do anything helpful, but i demand a share of the profits.” he rolled his eyes as he started walking, making sure his hat and sunglasses were on securely. “i dont think you’re capable of doing backflips, so i’ll accept your sarcasm as enthusiasm. and no, not today, maybe when you’re more relevant i’ll use you for a story.” he smirked at the other guy, to show he was just teasing him.

[killianlaw]

bcllahqs‌:

bella had been listening for his knock at the door and when she heard it, she bounded over, not realizing how starved she’d been for company. pulling it open, she saw him standing there looking the same as always and she had to wonder if she looked the same to him as well. the way people looked at her now, she felt different and it made her think she looked it, too. like there was a big neon sign above her head proclaiming her a screw-up or a whore. but then again killian had seen those parts of her before anyone else had. “hey, come in.” she smiled, gesturing towards the living room, “thanks for coming by, i though we should…catch up.” because that’s what friends did, right?

killian smiled, walking into the living room. he could smell the food as soon as he walked in, and the scent of the burgers definitely eased his mind. “yeah, yeah, i’ve been wondering how you’re holding up. haven’t really seen you since that whole thing at the shop.” he shrugged his shoulders, moving to sit on her couch. “but i’m alright. just floating around, so there’s not really much to catch up on with me.” his response was... vague, but it wasn’t a complete lie. he really hadn’t been up to a lot lately, just staying at home and writing new music. 

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[killianlaw]

cherrydanielle‌:

As Dani payed, she rolled her eyes once again, “Trust me, I would’ve totally used different words, but there’s children around and I have a reputation to keep.” She glared at him, arms crossing over her chest. “I’m a fucking adult, I can do whatever the hell I want.” She said in a low voice, eyes narrowing on him again.

“You’re right, if you swear nickelodeon might have to terminate your contract.” he waited for his drink, mimicking her stance and crossing his arms over his chest. “Spoken like a true 16 year old on any teen movie. Next thing you’re going to tell me that life is unfair and everyone is out to get you and ruining your life.” He shook his head and instantly regretted even forcing the girl to buy his drink, he realized he should have just ditched the nuisance as soon as he got the chance.

[killianlaw]

mcximilians‌:

  “yeah? if you say so.” maxi shakes his head towards the other with a smirk. he’s taking his phone back from the other, slipping it into the pocket of his jeans. “we’ll have to owe the grammy win with you, amazing.” another chuckle falls from his lips, shaking his head at the other male. “yeah, sure, why not. i’m not doing anything else.” maxi shrugs.

“you laugh now, but don’t be surprised when you lot win a grammy and i follow along behind you up to the stage. it’d be nice to finally win something.” he snorted, shaking his head. he raised his eyebrow up at maxi, standing up. “wow, you’re such an enthusiastic guy, i’m glad you’re excited for this one on one.” the smirk slipped back onto his face as he waited for the other. “i’m not even going to tip off the paps that we’re heading out, at least be excited about that.”

[killianlaw]

siwonhq‌:

   ❝ you’re right. she shouldn’t, ❞ simon agreed. ❝ and i’m glad you and bella worked things out, even if it’s temporary. ❞ he nods and lets out hums of agreement when the other male explains what he aims to do with the lyrics of his song. while simon doesn’t consider himself as someone able to write eloquent and meaningful lyrics, he does think of himself who does give good feedback when asked of him. the track starts with a tiny crackle of sound, and then there’s a soft and slow strumming of a guitar. her eyes and words are so icy, oh, but she burns / like rum on the fire / hot and fast and angry as she can be / i walk my days on a wire. simon’s quiet as he listens to the lyrics of the first verse — his expression remaining intent but unchanged.

killian couldn’t help but lean back in his seat, closing his eyes as he let the music from his phone’s small speaker flow out through the room. while he didn’t think highly of himself, or who he was, one thing that he did believe he did well was write music, and any time he played his own he couldn’t resist singing along. it was everything to him. even know, he mouthed along to the words, sound slipping from his lips on occasion. the way she tells me i’m hers and she is mine / open hand or closed fist would be fine / blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. it was surreal, this concept and this truth of killian’s has been simmering for some years now, and while he felt as if he had moved on and repressed that part of his life, it was liberating to finally share his story with somebody. even if simon didn’t know what was going on or what was confessed, it was still more than anyone else knows about him. in fact, he was so overcome with relief, that he didn’t notice when a single tear slipped past his eyelid and slid down his face. he felt the drop touch his lip and as soon as he realized what happened he glanced at simon, hoping that the other didn’t notice before wiping his eye quickly. he reached for his phone and paused the song, tucking it back into his pocket. “so, yeah.” he cleared his throat, hoping to look calm. “what do you think?”

[killianlaw]

mcximilians‌:

 “the stuff on the radio is garbage? that’s a bold statement.” he smirks, letting a chuckle fall from his lips. he watches the other male for a moment, smirking just a bit when he saw the other’s smile. “yeah? thank god, means i don’t have to change the whole thing since the killian law likes it.”

“it’s bold but it’s also true, so i don’t feel guilty saying it.” he rolled his eyes and passed the phone back to the other, deciding he’s heard enough. “it’s almost as amazing as getting a grammy. if i have it on my public spotify, it’s definitely going up in the charts.” he tilted his head at the other, a small smirk on his face. “want to go to my studio? it’s not that far from here and i could return the favor and show you something that i’ve been working on. you caught me in a good mood today.”

[killianlaw]

mcximilians‌:

   maxi shrugs his shoulders at killian, laughing softly. “i mean, yeah? nobody’s going to steal it, there’s nobody really around, anyway.” he states, running his fingers through some of his hair as he watched his movements. “you’re the one that needs to hear it so bad!” he chuckles, shaking his head.

“again, i thought it would be a nice change to hear your music instead of the garbage on the radio.” he smiled at the other before focusing back on the music playing from the phone. he nodded his head along as the notes played out from the speakers and his smile grew. “you guys sound good, to be honest. i’m pretty impressed.”

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[killianlaw]

cherrydanielle‌:

A huff left dani’s mouth as she waited impatiently in line. Eyes scanning over the menu, she decuded on something to get herself since she was already there anyway. “Sure,” she muttered, pulling out her phone as they got closer to the cashier. “Tell her what you want, you dumbwad.” She grumbled, smiling at the barista.

“Dumbwad?” He glared at the girl, but they were out in public so it’s not like he could do much about it unless he was ready to see something in viral gossip about Killian going off on a random stranger. Instead he turned to the barista and ordered himself another coffee, opting to go for a larger size just so she’d have more to pay for. “See, any assumptions I had about you being an actual child were proven by that insult. Where are your parents, surely you’re not allowed to be out in the world unsupervised?”

[killianlaw]

bcllahqs‌:

bella was really trying to better herself in the aftermath of well…everything. the sex tape being leaked and then she’d hurt luther to be with travis who then seemed to take back his feelings for her. she wasn’t sure what she was feeling but part of her wondered if this was heartbreak. or maybe just rock bottom. either way, she needed to pull herself out of that and it started with wanting to be a better friend. killian had given her yet another chance and she didn’t plan on squandering it so she took it upon herself to invite him over to hang out. she’d picked up some in-n-out and even tried to pick up the place after she’d been nesting for a couple weeks in her isolation. she wondered what their fans would think if they found out killian had never even been to her apartment. @killianlaw

killian wouldn’t normally willingly head on over to bella’s place after, well, everything, but they did agree to try mend their friendship... although, did they really ever have a friendship to begin with? still, there was something about her that made it difficult for him to completely cut her out of his life. at least he knew that she would actually try, considering she invited him over, and obviously he was also going to do his part to make sure things were civil between them. besides, he really wanted to know how she was holding up, he already knew how jett was and he wanted to make sure she was okay. he knocked on her door, shifting nervously from foot to foot. 

[killianlaw]

siwonhq‌:

❝ if anyone could survive that story, it’s bella, ❞ he replied, though he felt a tinge of guilt. he wasn’t naive as to what a story like that could do to women in the industry, but simon was hoping that it was enough bella was smarter than most people gave her credit for — it was one of the qualities that drew him to her in the first place. ❝ i feel bad too, ❞ he said, looking down, frustrated because he didn’t know what he could do about it. ❝ but does that mean you and bella made up ? ❞ he asked looking up at killian. 

when killian mentioned that he had written a song, simon leaned forwards, resting his elbows on his knees. he was used to artists within his studio asking him for a second opinion and had a few coworkers who regularly came to him for advice, killian was not one of them — despite their friendship. ❝ —yeah, should i grab my headphones ? ❞ he asked, not sure if killian had wanted him to play it out loud.

“she shouldn’t have to survive that story.” as much as he thought it was stupid what she and jett did, they didn’t deserve to have their personal choices thrown out into the public. killian didn’t have the right to judge them and neither did all the strangers on the internet. “sort of. i decided to give her one more chance, even though i don’t think i should. guess i sort of feel bad. she promised to stop judging me and yelling at me when i don’t do anything wrong, but we’ll see how long it lasts.” he was reminded again of how he had a bad habit of giving people his trust when it was so obvious that things weren’t going to work out.

“nah, you don’t need to do all that.” he pulled his phone out, going to his music to find his song. “it’s a little... it talks about something personal, but it’s not obvious on what it is. just wanted to make sure it still left a lot of things up to interpretation, didn’t want just one set definition for people to argue on.” that was not the complete truth, he just wanted to write a song about his life without having the general public know what he was talking about and having to deal with all the invasive questions. he pressed play on the song and placed his phone on the coffee table between them.

[killianlaw]

hey y’all! this is a plot call for all of my muses, if we haven’t plotted yet on killian, @sweetshqs or @lutherwu (or if we have and you want just want to actually carry those plots out) please like this post and i’ll slide into your dms! i’m going to update all my plots page and i’d love to interact with muses i haven’t interacted with before! 

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[killianlaw]

cherrydanielle‌:

“I apologized because thats a badic human thing to do!” Danis arms crossed over her chest, huffing a piece of hair out of her face. Her mood was now ten times more sour than before, if it wasnt obvious by her body language. “I didn’t knock it out of your hand on purpose. I am not throwing a tantrum.” She glared at him, rolling her eyes as he followed him into the coffee shop.

“Right, of course you’re not throwing a tantrum.” He resisted the urge to roll his eyes, although she was making it very difficult for him. He crossed his arms over his chest as he waited in line with her, wondering why he was even bothering with all of this. It was just coffee after all, but he felt as if he had to try to get something out of it. His day hadn’t been that great and he was actually looking forward to the drink. “Are you done with your fit yet?”

[killianlaw]

kxndcll:

@killianlaw.

CLOSED.

    if he was being truthful, kendall didn’t even remember scoring hot irish killian’s number after their brief ( but intense ) makeout sesh up against the wall of the blacklit club. surprisingly, though, he remembers everything else about their exchange which is why, after a few text pass between them, kendall had tried to pick thing up where they had left off. it seemed only natural, to him anyways. rejection of his flirtations specifically isn’t a sting that kendall feels often so when killian’s turned him down, he’d very nearly pouted and given up on it entirely. instead, though, it had led to an invite which was eight million times better than any steam text convo, reason being something about a paper trail that kendall had promptly tuned out in his excitement. keeping killian entertained while he’d gotten ready was difficult since anything frisky was momentarily paused but, somehow, kendall had managed to do so and doll himself up all at the same time.  how talented. white fishnets and pastel pink garb are all tucked away beneath an oversized black coat that’s far out of season and he’s kept the makeup to a minimal; he knows what sweat does to a full face that’s hastily applied. kendall fully expects to sweat if the club had been just a taste of what’s to come and that thought brings an impish grin onto pink lips as he quickly knocks on killian’s door. “ did somebody order room service? ” he calls coyly, eyes lighting up at the turn of a handle. 

killian was slightly nervous, to say the least. it was no secret that there was something between the two, albeit the something was purely sexual, but it was something that was out of killian’s comfort zone. to be more specific, it was his inexperience with the same sex that made him nervous. kissing was the same, although killian did enjoy it far more this way, but everything else was wonderfully different, and even though he’s had limited experience with jett he didn’t feel as if he had enough knowledge to please someone like kendall. maybe what he lacked in experience he could make up for in enthusiasm and persistence. the major difference between kendall and anyone he’d been with previously was that kendall brought out a more... emboldened side of killian, one that even jett couldn’t bring, and kendall seemed to enjoy that side a lot judging by his reactions at the club. it was probably why he couldn’t sext with the blonde, because while he was texting kendall he wasn’t really with kendall, so the effect wasn’t fully there. when he heard the knock on his door, and the words that followed, killian could only imagine the look on the other’s face, and his excitement for whatever would happen. he imagined correctly, when he opened the door his eyes fell immediately to kendall’s lips, noting the coy smile. any nerves he felt for what was in store melted away, his hand reaching out to tug kendall inside by his jacket, a similar smile on killian’s face.  “angel... isn’t it a tad too hot to be wearing that?” he closed the door behind him, stepping forward to press the smaller one against the wooden board, the position they were in reminiscent of when they met, a position that killian liked being in.

[killianlaw]

mcximilians:

  “sure they would, i totally believe that.” he chuckles to himself, shaking his head towards the other male. “fine, i guess i can.” maxi states, pulling his phone out of his pocket before scrolling for a few moments to find it. he slides his phone across the table towards the other before sitting back.

“here? we’re going to listen to your music here? someone could steal it.” killian was overly cautious when it came to sharing his music, he had one phone completely dedicated to just demos of his and he only played them when he was somewhere that he was sure no one could overhear them. “whatever, it’s your lawsuit.” he took the phone, pressing play before holding it up to his ear, trying to ensure that he was the only one in the area who would be hearing the exclusive tracks.

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[killianlaw]

cherrydanielle:

Eyes narrowing, Dani crossed her arms over her chest. “You should’ve been watching out, too!” She argues, scoffing. It wasn’t just her fault that she ran into him. He should’ve been paying attention to his surroundings as well. “If you’re going to cry about spilling your coffee, I’ll by you another one.”

“Didn’t you apologize? If  this was in court, the first person to apologize would be the one held accountable.” He rolled his eyes, not in the mood to fight with some random girl. She could have been a fan, for all he knew, and if he wasn’t too careful she could sell some story to tmz about how the Killian Law yells at random strangers. “I don’t know why you’re making it seem like you’re offering to buy me another coffee, that was the only option since you knocked mine out of my hand. Don’t think throwing a temper tantrum is going to let you get away with this easily.” He shot her a glare before turning around and heading right back into the coffee shop he came out of, expecting her to follow him.