#kian lawley imagines

[sadbbybel]

ARFFFF (:

[avenging-fandoms]

nah cause kian would go feral if he saw you had nipple piercings 😵‍💫

it would be the second month of dating and you two hadn’t really had sex. you had gone down on him and him on you, but no sex really.

you two had planned a beach date and you were excited, but definitely nervous. while you were naked trying to figure out a bikini, kian knocked on your door.

you shrieked and covered yourself with a t-shirt, opening the door with a smile. "hi, i'm sorry. i just don't know which bathing suit to wear"

"yeah.. uhm.. no worries" kian leans down to kiss you and you smile, nearly letting the shirt slip. "do you want my help?" he mumbles against your mouth and you smile, nodding.

"if you don't mind that i'm naked" you whisper and he closes the door, shaking his head.

"not at fucking all" he kisses you again and you two walk to your bedroom. "these are your options? there's like a hundred"

"exactly! but i'm deciding between these two tops" one was a snake skin one, another a lavender strapless top. kian picks up the snake skin one and hands it to you. "perfect"

you turned to the mirror and look at kian through it. "i can leave the room"

"no it's fine, i need you to tie it anyway" you smile and throw the shirt on your dresser, kian's expression softening as he saw you topless for the first time. "you alright?"

"you.. you have them pierced?" you throw the straps over your shoulder and kian walks to you, dragging his fingers along your shoulder.

"yeah, it was a birthday present to myself when i turned 18" you smile and kian's cheeks got red. he pushed the straps off your shoulders, letting the top of the bikini fall off of you and you stared at him in the mirror.

kian’s fingers trailed up your stomach, softly touching your skin and your nipples instantly got hard. kian chuckled, and you leaned into him.

his left hand held your breast, kissing down your neck as his right hand traced patterns into your stomach.

“where’s your phone?” he mumbled against your skin and you pointed to the bed. kian backed away from you and grabbed your phone, handing it to you. “take some pictures. i wanna show everyone how sexy you are”

kian’s face dipped into your neck again with both hands gripping your boobs, groaning into your neck. you giggle as he massages your breasts like a stress ball, taking picture after picture.

kian’s right hand smoothed over your chest and his left arm covered you, right hand around your neck. you took a picture, then kian tilted your head back.

you looked up at him and smiled, taking a few more pictures before he kissed you. you threw your phone on the bed and spun around, pressing your bare chest against kian.

"you are so beautiful" he mumbled against your mouth, cupping your breast and you hissed as he accidentally pulled the bar. "what? what? what did i do? are you okay?"

"you just pulled my piercing. it happens, don't worry" you smile and pick the top up off the floor, kian actually helping you put it on. you put your bathing suit cover up on and grabbed your cooler, as well as kian's hand.

[lovewriting-5]

Masterlist:

Kian Lawley

Ice Bath Challenge

Life is Strange 2

Roads:

1. 1452 Lame Avenue, Seattle

2. Into The Woods

3. Bear Station

4. US-101

5. Jewel of the Pacific Coast

6. Sand Castle

7. Room With A View

8. Long Road Ahead

Rules:

1. Young Apprentice

2. Ship, Captain, Crew

3. Rule of Might

4. The Road to Beaver Creek

5. Sanctuary

6. The Gingerbread House

7. Bending Laws

8. Christmas Spirit

9. Confessions

10. Screeching Tires

11. Breaking Free

Wastelands:

1. Daggers Drawn

2. Redwood Curtain

3. Cash Crop

4. The Trimmigrants

5. Campfire Tales

6. Pay Day

7. The Oath

8. Paradise Lost

9. Midnight Swim

10. Bad Harvest

Faith

1. New Perspective

2. Leap Of Faith

3. The Long Haul

4. Miracles

5. Open Hearts

6. Brothers In Arms

Until Dawn

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 2: Part 1 | Part 2

3. Chapter 3

4. Chapter 4

5. Chapter 5

The Moose

Part 1

Part 2

Rami Malek

403 Forbidden

Snafu

Queen concert

Taron Egerton

Robin Hood

Private Getaway

Studio - ‘Rocketman’

Sing 2 Instagram filter

Christmas tree

Black Bird Premiere

Robin Hood part 2

Wedding

In Town

SXSW

Jimmy Keene

Amoreena

Camping

Dean Winchester

Return | Part 2

[thinkaboutdobrik]

Ass Guy -> Kian Lawley

Request: Hello! I know you don’t do full smut so do you think you can an imagine with Kian where he constantly looks/grabs/slaps the readers ass? Like the reader bent over and Kian is immediately there. It doesn’t have to lead to anything obviously. Just Kian being an ass guy, y’know?

-

Kian had always been the ass guy of the group. Whenever you'd bend over, wear yoga pants or just casually walk past him, his hand was always quick to give your ass a smack.

Recently it had been very hot in LA, causing you and just about every single girl in LA to wear nothing but tee shirts and booty shorts.

Unfortunately you hadn't brought along a pair of shorts for yourself once you headed over to Kian and Jc's house, but luckily Chelsey had you covered.

Her booty shorts was about a size too small for you, but to your advantage it only meant that the shorts would be hugging your butt perfectly.

You headed into the back yard of the house to help the guys out with the roof. Recently something had cracked on the roof, and with you volunteering to climb up there and check it out the guys were waiting for you to change your clothes.

They cheered and clapped once you finally came back, jokingly making fun of how long you took.

"You're so annoying." you laughed and rolled your eyes in return.

You positioned yourself in front of the ladder and stepped up.

"Here, I'll give you a hand." Kian offered and placed his hand on one of your butt cheeks to hold you up.

"Kian, your hand is on my ass." you commented and glanced over your shoulder.

"I know." he replied, still keeping his hand on your ass.

You chuckled and shook your head before climbing up the ladder and on to the roof.

"Yep. You're gonna have to call someone about this. It's completely broken." you informed the guys from on top of the roof.

You climbed back down and Kian was patiently waiting at the bottom for you.

"I know a guy. I'll call him right now." you said and patted your thighs, searching for your phone.

Your phone was resting on a stool next to the ladder, and when you bent over to pick it up Kian's hand was quick to jokingly slap your ass.

"What is it with you and my ass? Do you really like it that much that you have to constantly grab it?" you spat in a serious (but joking) manner and looked Kian in the eyes.

Kian nodded. "It's not my fault your butt is always on my hand!" he shrugged.

You sighed and put a palm to your forehead.

"Well, damn. If you're so obsessed with my ass you better learn how to grab it properly!" you said and grabbed his hands.

You firmly placed both of Kians hands on ass, squeezing them and showing him how to properly grab it.

Kian's cheeks instantly started blushing and he didn't know what to do with himself.

"See? It's not that hard." you muttered and forcefully pushed his hands off your ass before you turned around and marched away.

Kian was left speechleft, standing in the backyard with his hands positioned the same way as how you left him.

You quickly turned around to glance at him and chuckled to yourself once you saw his awkward stance in the backyard. Hopefully you had taught him a lesson.

[just-another-fanblog]

Hello folks please send me some C4 house requests I’m in a writing mood!

[kianscouch]

welcome to @/kianscouch!

i’d like to introduce myself; the name’s amira! i’m an eighteen year old cisfemale from the windy city .. & i like to write!

on this blog, you’ll find blurbs, imagines, and miniseries on my main muses; kian lawley & grayson dolan, along with their counterparts; jc caylen & ethan dolan.

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[lawleyimagines]

I’m Home | Kian Lawley

SUMMARY: You’re off to visit your family in New Jersey for a month, but your boyfriend misses you too much, and maybe – just maybe – you miss your boyfriend too. So much, that you come home early and surprise him. 

“Hi, baby,” you mumbled as Kian’s face appeared on your screen, the corners of your lips tugging up slightly at the sight of his messed up hair and barely opened eyes. He’d just woken up, while you had already been awake for a couple of hours. You were currently back home, in New Jersey, to visit your family. 

“Morning,” he muttered back, running a hand through his hair to make it look somewhat presentable – though you always told him you liked his messy hair the best. “Miss you,” he spoke again, propping his pillow up a little so his head was higher up and he could rest his phone on his night stand. 

“I miss you,” you replied. “Just a couple more days and I’m back.”

What he didn’t know, though, was that you and Franny had planned everything out and you were actually going to be back in Los Angeles that same day. Since she had been your best friend from back home, and had actually been the one to introduce you to Kian and the guys, which resulted in you moving to LA, she was more than down to help out. Franny made sure to invite all the guys over after you would arrive at her apartment, so you could surprise everyone. To say you were feeling giddy was a huge understatement. 

“I know. Feels like it’s been ages since I’ve kissed you.”

“Soon, baby. Soon. I gotta go, but I’ll text you later, alright? I love you,” you said, as your sister came into your room to let you know you really had to go to the airport now, or you would be late. “I’m hanging out with the whole fam today, so I’ll probably text you tonight.”

“Alright, baby, have fun. Love you,” he spoke back as he waved through the screen. 

The second he hung up, you put on your shoes and went downstairs, carrying your luggage with you. Luckily your dad offered to drive you to the airport, but that meant you had to say goodbye to the rest of your family. No matter how excited you were to go surprise Kian and fly back to LA, it was hard – and very emotional – to leave your family behind. Even after all the times you’d done it. 

The flight had gone quicker than expected, you’d tried to get some sleep but once you realized that wasn’t going to happen, you just scrolled through some old pictures of you and Kian. You’d only been gone for a month, but it had been the first time in two years that the two of you had been apart for so long. 

As you walked out of the airport, you were met with the face of your best friend. “Y/N!” Franny screamed as the two of you ran towards each other and hugged. “Oh my God, I missed you.” The hug lasted for a few more seconds before the two of you pulled apart. “Kian has no clue at all, he called me earlier today telling me how much he missed you. Said he was even looking for tickets to come visit you. I told him he just needed to keep it together for one more week.” That for sure made you smile. 

“Okay, you hide in here. They’re about to arrive any second now. I’m going to blindfold them all, and then I’m getting you so we can surprise them, got it?” Franny went over it for what felt like the fiftieth time. “Yes, Fran – I got it,” you confirmed with a hearty laugh. Adrenaline was flowing through your body, unable to keep still and just fidgeting all the time. 

“For this last one, I need all of you to put your blindfold on,” you could hear Franny telling the boys. 

“All of us?! If there’s a snake, I swear to G-” Kian yelled out, but Franny stopped him immediately. “Stop crying, Kian! Just put your goddamn blindfold on.”

“I’ll be right back, guys. Just need to get my last object,” Franny announced, feeling giddy herself. You could hear her walking up to the room you were currently hiding in. The door opened, and she pulled you out, holding her index finger to her lips to tell you to stay quiet. You nodded, both of you walking over towards the boys. Your heart skipped a beat as you saw Kian’s face, his leg bouncing up and down.

You were pushed forwards slightly, so the boys could reach out to you. “The last object is right there, y’all. Feel free to... guess.” Franny announced, a big smile  plastered on her face. Immediately different hands touched you. Corey was first to reach out, then JC, then Bobby and lastly Kian. You could see some of them form an ‘O’ with their mouth as they figured out it was you, though no one spoke as they waited for Kian to react or say something. 

“Take off the blindfolds, guys,” you spoke, breaking the silence. 

“Holy shit,” Kian breathed out as he heard your voice. He didn’t even have to take off his blindfold to know it was you. But he immediately did, jumping up as a big smile formed on his lips. “You’re fucking here. Holy shit. I missed you so much.”

“Y/N!!” All the boys screamed. Every single one of them stood up and threw their arms around you and Kian. “Boys, I love you, but I need to... breathe...” Slowly, one by one, they let go of you and stepped back, leaving you back to Kian. 

“Hi baby,” you spoke through giggles as he snaked his arms around your waist, holding you tighter than he ever had. “I’m home,” you mumbled into the crook of his neck as your own arms came up around his neck. You pulled back slightly to press your lips against his. “I’m home.” 

[kjimagine]

Just Friends - Bobby Mares

Request: “Hii ! i was wondering if you could do an imagine where kian is your best friend almost like an older brother, and you tell him you're starting to like bobby and that he should investigate and see if bobby likes you that way too, but he ends up lying about it to kian saying you guys are just friends and laughing the question off and you end up hearing but bobby doesn't know you're listening and you get lowkey sad but try to play it off the next day??you can end it however!!”

Pairings:  Bobby Mares x Reader, Kian Lawley x Reader (platonic!)

Warnings: Panic attack, rejection

Summary: Kian is convinced that you and Bobby would make the perfect match. In an attempt to get the two of you together, he tries to talk to Bobby about his feelings for you, only... it doesn’t go as planned.

“I don’t know about this Kian,” you sighed. You ran a hand over your face in frustration.

It wasn’t the first time that Kian had tried to push you so far out of your comfort zone that you thought you were gonna vomit. Like the time he drunkenly dared you to run butt naked with him on the beach, or the countless parties with too many drugs and too many people you didn’t know.

This time though, it was too much.

Bobby Mares, the guy you had known for years, the guy you had been best friends with from the day you met, was also the guy you had the biggest crush on.

“Come on, (y/n), it’ll be fine,” he dismissed with the wave of a hand.

“I’m not like you Kian, I can’t just walk up to anybody and have them instantly like me.” You crossed your arms over your chest, your hands trembling a bit.

Kian gave you a look, the one that could make you do anything he asked you to without question. That one where his eyes got wide and his lashes fluttered. 

“Fine, you can talk to him, but I don’t want you saying anything that makes it seem like I put you up to it.”

Later that night, you and the rest of the house were chilling in the living room, curled up together on the couch and watching a movie. Bobby had volunteered earlier to make more popcorn halfway through, and to Kian, this was the perfect time to “casually confront Bobby”. 

You pulled your hand tightly into your chest as you watched Kian silently follow Bobby out to the kitchen. Franny sends you a look of concern but you brush it off with a small smile.

...1 minute...

Man, it’s getting hot in here. 

...2 minutes...

Since when is there a hole in that wall?

...3 minutes...

Wow, that's a really big freckle.

...4 minutes...

Boy, I gotta pee.

Clearing your throat, you stood up slowly, your bones cracking lightly. Adjusting the waistband of your pants, you took a deep breath and made your way out of the living room. 

Kian and Bobby were talking about the movie when you walked by, nothing too special. after all, it was only the 400th time you’d watched The Greatest Showmen with them.

As water drizzled down from the faucet you faintly heard your name. Slowly turning down the water pressure, you leaned closely against the door to listen better.

Bobby was laughing. Was he laughing at you?

Kian asked him what was so funny about liking you. Bobby laughed a bit more at Kian’s question, but they just went back to talking about the movie.

Is that what he really thought of you? That you were a joke? 

Taking a deep breath, your throat closed a little tighter. You ran your hands up and down your arms lightly, eyes struggling to stay dry. You inhaled through your nose deeply and out through your mouth a few times. Taking another deep breath, breathing felt easier.��

“Hey (y/n), you coming?” Kian yelled down the hallway. You screamed back a yes through the door and leaned back against the bathroom counter for support. Your hands clenched the granite counter tightly, knuckles hurting from the pressure of the squeeze.

Sighing deeply, you took a step out into the hallway. You pushed a smile on your lips and ran your hands over your thighs as you walked.

Bobby smiled widely at you as you settled back into your spot next to him. His arm, just like it had done for the past three years you had been friends, wrapped around you. Kian sent a sympathetic smile your way, but you refused to look at him. Your body tensed, but in an attempt to act like you knew nothing, you slowly leaned into his touch. 

Maybe this is how it would always be, that was, until he found someone else.

[imaginesbygrace]

jUsT a CrUsH(Kian Lawley)

Requested

Masterlist

“Fanusernameone asks, what’s it like living with the guys?” You looked back up to the camera, squished between JC and Kian, your roommates. “God it’s hell.”

“Y/N loves us,” JC tossed an arm around your neck, smiling.

“Yeah, we’re like the coolest guys she knows,” Kian smirks.

“Yeah, it’s pretty nice living with these two, couldn’t have asked for better friends.” You grinned tossing your arms over their shoulders for a hug.

Kian’s smile dropped, ever so slightly. You guys were only friends.

The comments were flooding in the new video, people tagging you in memes and screenshots and more. Edits and drawings and little sad videos of Kian’s reaction to you saying that he and JC were your friends.

It was overwhelming, to say the least. JC had spent the day talking you out of deleting the video, trying to get you to talk to Kian, but you couldn’t bring yourself to listen. “Look, Y/N, it’s no big deal. The fans like you guys together, but that doesn’t mean you have to be.”

“That’s the thing, JC,” you looked up from your phone.”

He doesn’t wait for you to answer, “Holy shit.”

“Don’t you dare say it,” you point a finger at him in a warning. “It’s just a stupid crush.”

“Yeah, it’s jUsT a CrUsH, my ass.” JC grabbed your arm, pulling you out of bed. “You need to talk to Kian!”

“No, I don’t-”

“KIAN! KIAN GET IN HERE! KIAN IT’S AN EMERGEN-” JC was cut off by you tackling him over “-SHIT”

“Shut up!”

“You gotta tell him!”

“No!”

“What the hell is going on?” Kian stood in the doorway. He was hurt, looking at the two of you messing around. “Did I interrupt som-”

“Y/N likes you!” JC got out just before you stuffed a pillow over his face.

“I’m gonna kill you,” you utter venomously.

“You like me?”

“No.”

“You don’t like me?”

“...No.”

“So, you do like me?”

“Up for debate.”

“Well, instead of debating, we could go to the movies.”

“The movies? Like a date?”

“Like a date.”

You smile, breathless, “That sounds nice.”

Kian grins. “Just one more thing, is JC breathing?”

[sadbbybel]

chapter 24 pls

[cutiietaurus]

Someone Like Me ¦ Kian Lawley

You have always been into guys; and guys' clothes, guys' games, guy friends. In short, you've also always been one of the guys. It was natural to you, guys' clothes were more comfortable and their company has been nicer ever since you could remember.

Your guy friends have always treated you like you were one of them, so it never bothered you that some girls thought you were a little weird for dressing like a guy and surrounding yourself with quite a few of them.

However, recently things have started changing the way you feel about yourself. Ever since you realized you had a not so small crush on your friend Kian, you've started to think that maybe dressing and acting like a girl couldn't be so bad if it took his attention. Especially now that you're hours away from having dinner with him.

You stare attentively at your closet, wondering if any of your clothes could pass as girly.

"All I have are pants and hoodies." you whisper to Franny.

"Maybe we should go shopping then!" she suggests excited. Poor Franny, you think, if only she knew you were changing to try to get the attention of one of her best friends.

"You think it's really necessary?"

She shrugges. "Are you going to tell me why you're looking for girls' clothes?"

You bite you lip and sit on your bed. You don't think you should tell her, but you want to. She's sweet, a great friend, and probably the only person you'd be able to talk to about the issue at hand.

"You're gonna laugh and hate me." you say ashamed and embarrassed.

"Of course I won't."

You look at your friend and feel your cheeks warm. "I'm having dinner with Kian tonight."

Franny frowns.

"So what?"

"Alone."

"Y/N I don't get it. Haven't you guys gone out to eat several times?" You nod. "so why are you trying to dress up for him? It's just Kian."

You look down at your hands in your lap and wonder whether you should actually tell her about your feelings for Kian.

"Right," you try to brush it off "it's just Kian."

"Exactly, why would you- oh my God! It's not just Kian, is it?! You like him? Oh my God, that is so exciting!"

You look down and cover your face with your hands, groaning. "This is so embarrassing."

"It's not embarrassing. Hey, what if I just borrow you something to wear tonight? You'll look beautiful."

Franng helps you and you end up wearing a beige skirt with a white shirt and your combat boots, not wanting to exaggerate. Franny does your makeup very lightly and before you know it you're standing outside Kian's house, waiting for someone to open the door.

After a few minutes, the door finally opens and you find yourself staring at a pair of brown eyes that are widely watching you. You stand there uncomfortable, not knowing what to say.

"Uhm... Are you going to let me in or what?"

Bobby blinks a few times rapidly and steps aside, finally chuckling. "I mean, we usually don't let strangers walk into our house but welcome!"

You roll your eyes and laugh with him, relieving the stress. "I'm trying something new." you say while leaning on the couch, despite not feeling completely comfortable in those clothes.

"I can see that."

After chatting for a few minutes Bobby leaves the room and a few more minutes later Kian walks in, juggling with his keys.

You try to look cool before Kian looks at you, but end up being just plain awkward.

"Hey!"

As he looks at you, Kian stops on his tracks and the keys fall on the floor, making a loud sound that alerts you both.

Kian's eyes open widely and you regret wearing Franny's clothes instantly. This was a terrible idea!, it's all you can think.

"Y/N?"

"Yeah, uhm... Hi."

Kian finnaly smiles. "This is so weird." he says chuckling. "I mean, you look great I just wasn't expecting it!"

You cross your arms, uncomfortable. "Thanks, I guess."

You both get into Kian's car and make your way to the restaurant, where you have dinner and talk as if you didn't seem like a completely different person.

"I swear I don't know how I'm supposed to do this." you whisper to yourself, getting back into the car at the end of the night.

Kian laughs beside you, closing his door. "Why are you wearing a skirt? You never do that, you don't wear skirts."

You immediately feel your cheeks warm and look down, hoping he won't see your face. You shrug. "I wanted to try it."

Kian shakes his head. "Why? You've always said you don't feel comfortable wearing those things!"

Does this mean he doesn't like it?, you question yourself.

"It's just..." you start saying, but nothing comes out. You're not brave enough to tell him you did it for him, so you try to think of something else. "I like this guy," you restart confident "and I thought, I'm gonna start dressing up and maybe he'll look at me, you know? So here I am... Practicing." you lie. "As my friend, what do you think? Do you think I look OK?"

Kian stays quiet for a while, not moving on his seat the entire time. You wonder what he's thinking. Maybe it was horrible lie, maybe he just thinks you're crazy. Either way, you're close to finding out.

You watch him attentively, trying to figure out what's going through his head. He seems shocked at first, as he should be, but then he frowns and shakes his head and all the signs of the funny Kian you know are gone.

"You are beautiful, Y/N. You shouldn't be changing who you are or what you wear for a guy who doesn't even deserve you!" he says angrily. "I watched you the whole night, you're not even comfortable in those clothes, and even if you were you should wear them for you, not for some random guy!"

You sit beside him, not knowing what to saying.

"I really like him, though..." you say quietly.

"Yeah well, he's the one who should like you!" he continues. "And he should like you for the amazing person that you are, not because you're dressing up for him!" he shakes his head and looks away. "I can't believe you right now."

You tear up. He's not looking, but you tear up anyway and the worse thing about it is that you don't know if you're almost crying because he said you're an amazing person, because he's yelling at you, or because even though he thinks you're an amazing person he still doesn't like you.

"Kian..." he shakes his head again. "Why are you mad?" you ask quietly, like a 5 year old would when sad.

"Why am I mad? Because you're fucking beautiful and you can't see it!" he tells you, suddenly cupping your cheeks. "You can't change, Y/N! Not because of some guy!"

"But what if he only likes me like this?" you ask, in spite of not even being sure Kian likes the way you look at the moment.

Kian shakes him head softly, and you suddenly realized how close you two are. "Then he doesn't deserve you." he let's you know, quietly. "You should be with someone who likes you because you're funny, and smart. And because you don't care about what people think or say about you. Someone who'll tell you how beautiful you are in that horrible red hoodie, or how cute you look when you're mad. Someone who'll stay up on the phone with you for hours during the night until one of you falls asleep. Someone who... Someone who truly likes you."

Oh hello, you say to the butterflies who suddenly decided to wake up in your stomach, as the blood rushes through your cheeks.

"But Kian... You're the only person who does all of that."

"Then be with me." he says, leaning his face towards yours. "I would never ask you to change who you are. I'd never ask you to wear skirts or dresses or makeup, because I know that's not you." he caresses your cheek with his thumb. "You don't need those things, you're beautiful."

You try to look down but his hands on your face don't let you, so you look up at him instead. "You never said that to me." you whisper.

"I didn't think I needed."

You nod, not knowing what to say. "Thank you, then."

Kian chuckles. "Thank you for what, liking you?"

A smile escapes your likes. "For liking me?" you almost joke.

Kian rolls his eyes and shrugges, letting go of you. "Thought it was pretty obvious. We've had like, 5 dates already."

You laugh. "You've been counting that as dates?"

The boy blushes and looks at everywhere but you. "Yeah so, I guess now you know the truth. I like you. Big deal."

You laugh again. "That's so cute." you sigh.

"What's cute? Liking a girl who'll try to change for this other guy? I don't think so." he murmurs.

This is it. It's time to tell him.

You take a deep breath and look around, not knowing if you should be looking into his eyes while telling him your feelings.

"There's something I need to tell you." you say, watching Kian's sad expression. "About that guy..."

Kian head snapped in you direction. "Please don't tell me it's one of the guys!"

"It's not. It's you."

You both stay quiet for a few seconds, Kian not knowing if he had heard you right and you not knowing if he had liked the news.

"So... The guy yo- you dressed up for me?" You nod. "That was so freaking unnecessary!" he almost yells happily, cupping your cheeks all over again. "Are you for real? “

"Yeah" you tell him smiling.

"Cool" he says smiling back. "you know, this is the part where I kiss you."

You try to smirk, but your lips open to a smile. "Be my guest!"

[fallingoverforcalum]

Can you? | Kian Lawley Imagine

summary: Y/N has a rough day and comes home crying, and tries to get Kian to sing to her to make her feel better.

Y/N = your name

warnings: none you’re just sad

please don’t steal this, thank you.

You had a rough day. It was just stressful and it seemed like everyone was attacking you. And everything from today just made you want to breakdown and sob anywhere and everywhere.

Right when you got into your car you started to cry, putting your hands and forehead on the wheel sobbing. After a couple of minutes you started to drive home.

Unlocking the door you walk in heading straight to yours and kian’s bedroom, hearing the roommates conversation die as soon as you walked in. You felt everyone’s eyes on you as you went. You heard faint whispers as you fell into the bed.

Some of the whispers you could understand, some you couldn’t. It made you even more anxious that they were whispering about you. Suddenly you heard footsteps coming towards the door. You quickly wiped your tears and got underneath the covers pretending to be asleep.

You heard a faint knock on the door thinking it was one of the roommates, because why would kian knock on his own door? But it was Kian.

“Baby?” he said softly and with concern and opening the door and peaking in. He closed the door behind him and came over to the side of the bed you were sleeping on, seeing your eyes red from tears. He could tell you weren’t actually sleeping you don’t know how, but he could.

“Y/N, I know you’re not sleeping” he said trying to say it nicely not to make you more upset, somehow. You flutter your eyes open. He moved his hand from your hip to your cheek, wiping away any tears you missed. “What happened today, baby?” he asked lovingly, you sat up and leaned back on the headboard shrugging in response to his question. He went to his side of the bed sitting next to you, also leaning back on the headboard.

“Baby, you know I don’t want to pry, but I hate seeing you so upset. And I know if you talk about it you’ll feel better” he knew you so well. You just stared blankly down at the bed, as he stared at you concerned. You finally sighed and rested your head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around you.

You told him about your day, him pulling you closer with each sob that left your mouth. “I’m so sorry” he said, you shrugged in his arms. You both just laid in bed, holding eachother as you sobbed.

“Can you sing to me?” you asked a bit nervous, afraid of his response. He just chuckled, and you continued to waited for his response. “So... can you?” you practically begged. “I don’t even know what to sing” he told you “anything” you said quickly “that doesn’t help” he chuckled “How about that one you sang in Zac & Mia, or one from tangled?” you suggested.

He started to sing the one from Zac & Mia that he sang in the first or second episode. He had noticed when he was done that you had calmed down a bit, your breathing became normal, you stopped sobbing, crying just in general. He started to sing ‘I See The Light’ from Tangled.

About halfway through the song you felt your eyelids get heavier and you started to drift off to sleep. Kian had noticed you fell asleep at the end and he rested his head on top of yours as he drifted off to sleep aswell.

[thinkaboutdobrik]

Tweezers ↠ Kian Lawley

Plot: Plucking Kian’s eyebrows and him being very dramatic about it.

Request: Can you do an Imagine where u and kian are doing nothing at all and kian just randomly asks for u to do his eyebrows? & "if you don't hug me right now i think i might fall apart" with kian please! I love your writing!

You were laying on top of Kian on the couch, cuddling as you had done for the most of the day. 

Kian had his arms wrapped around your body as you laid on top of him, gently brushing his messy hair away from his face as you playfully twirled it around your fingers.

“Ouch, that hurts!” Kian laughed as a strand of hair accidentally got tangled up in your fingers.

You gasped and laughed, patting him and littering his forehead with kisses for comfort. Kian grabbed your hands to hold them still in front of you. You giggled but stopped midway as your eyes glued to his eyebrows.

“What??” Kian asked in confusion as he caught on to your look.

“Can I do your eyebrows?” you asked politely.

Kian’s eyes widened and he let out a laugh. “What- No! Why?”

“Because! I just want to. You could use some cleaning up, just saying. It’ll be quick.” you explained and sat up on the couch.

Kian’s eyes rolled far back to his head as he let out a groan, meanwhile, you were already headed for the bathroom grabbing your tweezers.

You returned after finding the tweezers, a big smile forming on your lips as you held them in front of him.

“That looks like a deadly weapon. Be careful. Don’t hurt me, please.” Kian said worryingly as he furrowed his eyebrows and focused on the sharp tool in your hands.

You laughed for a bit and sat down on the couch. “Shut up, I won’t. Don’t be such a baby. Like I said: it’ll be quick. Just let me do my magic.”

Kian sat himself up in his seat and you scooted closer to him. He sat as still as he possibly could, terrified and not knowing what he was getting himself into let alone what it would feel like.

You placed a hand on his forehead to keep him still and leaned in as you narrowed your eyes at his eyebrows, scanning the surface as you picked out a hair to pluck.

“Wait-“ Kian said and grabbed your hand just as you were about to grab the hair. You groaned and rolled your eyes at him.

“Be quick, okay?”

You nodded and smiled, letting him know he wasn’t even going to feel a thing. Grabbing the hair with the tweezers, you plucked it away and with every hair you plucked, Kian’s “ouch” became louder and louder.

“I’m gonna pass out, y/n. Are you done yet?” Kian panted as he overdramatically faked getting dizzy.

“Almost.” you muttered as you grabbed a hold of his head again to keep him still.

Kian’s eyes rolled back to his head again as his head got heavy in your hands, purposely being annoying and trying to stop you.

“You’re gonna kill me. If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.” Kian slurred as his head dropped.

You let out another loud groan and put the tweezers down on the table. “Don’t worry, I’m done.”

Kian pulled a funny face and a weird smile as he looked at you, causing you to let out a small chuckle at how dumb he was being.

“How do I look?” Kian asked as he grabbed your tiny mirror and pulled a duckface, checking himself out in the mirror.

“Gorgeous.” you complimented and laughed.

Kian turned to you and smiled, narrowing his eyes at you. “Now it’s your turn.”

[just-another-fanblog]

Would anyone be upset if I didn’t wanna write for Kian or jc or the others as much ?

It’s kinda weird to write for Kian and jc cause I’ve been a fan for a long time and at this point view them a bit like family and I haven’t watched the other friends aside from Crawford. I’m just not sure how I wanna write this out

Let me know your thoughts on the situation.

[illegalknjbabes]

‘I got a tattoo.’ /K.L./

Not requested*

This is something that came into my head while I was reading a TVD fanfic and I thought it was a cute idea so enjoy:)

PSA: Kian’s tattoos are amazing honestly even though the majority of them are quite stupid xD

“Alright baby, I’m leaving. I’ll see you later.” I say walking out of the bathroom and into mine and Kian’s room. 

“Okay love, see you later.” He says getting up from the bed and giving my lips a quick peck. “I love you.” 

“I love you too.” I smile at him before walking out of the room and out of the house. Today is an interesting day, why? Because today I will be getting my first tattoo while Kian thinks I’m going out to run some errands. The reason why I didn’t tell him what I was doing is because I’m keeping it a secret surprise for his birthday that’s coming up in a few days.

Kian and I have been together for three years and as stupid or ridiculous as it sounds, I’m getting the first letter of his name tatted on me. Kian actually has my name initials on his right arm close to the cactus on his forearm which is amazing knowing he was daring enough to tattoo my name on his canvas, so I decided to start on my own canvas by having his initial be the first thing.

(I’m gonna skip a few days from here so, have fun)

It’s been a few days since I got the tattoo and it has been a pain hiding it from Kian. Thankfully he’s out today giving me the chance to clean up around the house and not have to worry about him seeing the tattoo. Tonight is the party the Jc is throwing for Kian’s birthday and I think I’m gonna show him tonight. 

After I was done cleaning I hoped into the shower to then start getting ready for the party. Once I was done I dried off and slipped on my robe, I go into my and Kian’s room only to find Kian laying on the bed on his phone.

“Hey, I didn’t hear you come in.” I chuckle going over to him and giving him a quick peck on the lips. 

“Yeah, I got here a few minutes ago.” He smiles at me and holds my hand. “I love you.” 

“I love you too, now go take a shower we gotta start getting ready for your party.”

“Ughh do we really have to go?” He groans getting out of bed. I giggle walking over to the closet.

“Yes Kian, Jc would kill us if we didn’t  show up.” I tell him looking through my clothes. I feel Kian come up behind me placing his chin on my shoulder and his arms around my waist. 

“Well, what about we skip the main event and get right to the after-party.” He mumbles starting to place kisses on the back of my neck and running his hand up my thigh. I spin around in his arm and look up at him with a bit of a grin. 

“Sounds tempting but no, we can after the party.” 

“Oh come on baby.” He leans down and kisses me.

“Kian go get ready.” I laugh pulling away and pushing him towards the bathroom. 

“FINE! But you better be ready for later.” 

“yeah yeah.” I go ahead and continue to look until I finally find something cute.

I go ahead with my outfit and sit down at my mirror to start doing my makeup.

As I was finishing up my makeup the bathroom door opens and Kian walks out in his clothes almost ready to go. 

“Baby,” 

“Yes?” I look over at him.

“What’s that?” He says pointing at my side. I look down to see that part of it was showing.

“Oh,” I get up and lift up my top to show him the full piece. “I  was going to show you later...” He came over with a look of awe in his eyes. 

“You really got that for me?” He says running his fingers over the ink.

“Yeah, do you like it?” I ask nervously for his answer.

“I love it.”

[lawleyimagines]

Scared | Kian Lawley

REQUEST: hiii can you write a fic where kian and the reader have been together for a while but only in secret and kian wants to let his friends know but the reader isn't sure! if you do write this could you make it really angsty

“Look how pretty you look in this picture, babe,” Kian mumbled as your head was resting on his chest, leg thrown over his as he was apparently looking through pictures of the two of you. 

“Ew, no – I look like a potato,” you argued, though the soft chuckle that followed let him know you were just kidding. 

“No, you don’t,” he immediately argued back. “You’re the most precious thing ever, look at’cha,” he cooed, pinching your cheek playfully. “I wanna show you off to the world, baby.”

And there you go again. “Stop iiiit,” you whined, pulling away slightly as you rubbed your cheek. “I know you do,” you spoke with a sigh. “We can’t, though, Ki.” This time it was Kian’s turn to sigh. 

“That’s what you keep telling me, but I never get an actual reason as to why I can’t, (Y/N).” He was getting annoyed now, you could tell by the look on his face and the tone of his voice. “We’ve been together for – what? Seven months? No one knows, besides our parents. Why? Just why?” 

You were silent for a few seconds, avoiding his gaze as you played with the soft fabric of his hoodie. “I’m – Jesus Kian,  I’m scared.” The words you spoke were soft, but he’d heard you. “Everyone ships you with goddamn everyone, they all expect some model and then here I come,” your voice got a little louder towards the end. You got defensive, mostly for yourself, because you knew your reason sucked but still, you stood by it. 

“That’s bullshit and we both know it. Why can’t we tell the ex-roommates? You’re cool with them, they like you. I just don’t get it. Are you afraid of what they’re going to think seeing me next to you?” Kian’s frustration only grew as he spoke, running a swift hand through his fluffed hair. 

With a roll of your eyes, you pulled away from the position you two were in and instead sat up on the bed. “That’s not it, not at all. I’m lucky to have someone like you next to me,” you whispered the last part, eyes meeting his again. “I’m just scared... Scared that once people know, something will go wrong. I don’t want that. Don’t you think I’m tired of hiding? All I want is to tell my girlfriends about you and gush about you, but I can’t. I don’t think they’d judge me, but I’m...” You cut yourself off, a light shake of the head in place as you picked at your nails, avoiding his gaze once more.

This time he grabbed your chin, kind of forcing you to look at him. “If something happens, that’ll only make us stronger, okay? Just because we tell people doesn’t mean you have to share me. I’m still yours and yours only.” Those words made a small smile form on your lips, this time nodding your head. 

“I’ll think about it,” you finally said, getting back into the position you were in before, wrapping your arms around Kian’s waist and pulling him close. “I’m scared to lose you, that’s all. But I’ll think about it – right now, though, I just wanna cuddle.”