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ofkellan · 3 years

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1carter:

knows his boredom won’t cease to last that much longer with the other’s presence nearby , though that always seems to be the case during these appearances . “ oh , not a chance , ” head shakes in agreement as attention moves from the male to surroundings , sensing the aura that male wanted no part of . “ this is looking more like a nursing home than a business function , man , ” had its perks and consequences as atmosphere is heavily stale , but positions opening up could land the two straight to the very top of the business world . and god knows they could use it . “ but hey , at least there’s f r e e drinks so there’s no more complaining from my end . ”

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Kellan isn’t sure how exactly he wants to liven up the situation, but he knows he probably shouldn’t. It isn’t good for business. At least, that’s what his dad taught him. Whenever he did teach him something, it was all about getting ahead, making sure you were the winner. There was very little time to let loose and have fun in that sort of instruction. But he’s always been able to find the loophole in anything. He gestures with his drink. “Look at these dicks. And to think! We’re meant to be ‘equals’ or whatever.” He scoffs. “I can’t imagine a crueler death than ending up like one of them.” He sips at his drink. “Though you do have a point. If we’re gonna suffer, at least there’s a healthy supply of booze.”

#[t̴h̴r̴e̴a̴d̴s̴: convos]#ft. cj

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ofkellan · 3 years

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📱➡bestie for the restie 😍

Amala: depends on whose asking bestie

Amala: omg so i could be cinderella for all u know

Kellan: Oh????

Kellan: i highly doubt it

Kellan: plus we should probably get this out of the way but i'm not a foot guy so

#[m̴o̴b̴i̴l̴e̴: texts]#ft. amala

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ofkellan · 3 years

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sicrraism:

as sierra made her way into kellan’s place , she tossed some keys in his direction. ❝ i’m bored and those are the keys to my dad’s bugatti , let’s go somewhere. ❞ though she wasn’t in distress or dealing with anything too traumatic , who didn’t want to take a relaxing ride down the highway ? her own brothers would never agree and , everyone else she would’ve asked would probably crash it within seconds , so he at least had that going for him.

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Before she’d come over, he hadn’t been doing much of anything. Listening to broody music and trying not to think too hard about his life and the state of it. She provided the perfect distraction for him to get out of the rut he sensed was building. Kellan caught the keys against his chest. He grinned. He loved nothing more than an excuse to drive fast in an expensive car. Sierra’s boredom was his ticket to a night that he might just not hate. “Got any destinations in mind? Or are we really gonna let me pick?”

#[t̴h̴r̴e̴a̴d̴s̴: convos]#ft. sierra

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ofkellan · 3 years

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it had been a busy morning for the girl, she had been running around doing some errands and preparing for next week so she could spend time not worrying about it on the weekend. maggie was just coming out of the grocery store when she couldn’t believe her eyes. it was kellan. she had to double take, surely he would have grown out of this type of behaviour by now. maggie shook her head before pushing her trolley in the director of the other. “are you kidding me right now kellan.” she said raising her voice slightly. “you are still doing this shit, like come on kellan you need to grow up this is getting ridicious.” the girl said looking at the other and crossing her arms. this was the last thing she expected to deal with today. @ofkellan

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The last person he bet on seeing was Maggie. He should’ve known that eventually they’d run into one another. After all, it wasn’t that big of a city. Immediately, the guilt threatened to shake his composure. He couldn’t figure why she was bothering—especially since he’d made it clear he wasn’t ever going to be anything different. The cart zoomed in his direction, he was sort of surprised it didn’t end up hitting him. Mostly because he happened to be smoking a blunt at the time, and his reflexes weren’t exactly on high alert. “Damn, Maggie.” Recovering, he shook his head and plastered a fake smile on his face. “Oh come on, like you expect anything else.”

#[t̴h̴r̴e̴a̴d̴s̴: convos]#ft. maggie #tw drugs

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ofkellan · 3 years

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lilxhrees:

she’s buzzed, she’ll admit it, and she can’t stand to see him sitting alone by the bar anymore. she runs a hand through her hair, picking up a shot from the tray in front of her and throwing it back before she’s picking another one up, dancing her way over to the bar until she’s behind him, placing the shot in front of him and pressing a kiss to his cheek. “hey pretty boy, guess who?” a smirk is planted on her features as she slides into the stool next to him

@ofkellan

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Kellan’s nursing drink number three? Four? Unknown. It doesn’t really matter, especially since he has not intention of stopping. It’d been rough at work recently, and he was in desperate need of reminding himself that he was here, he was alive. “Florence Pugh? You finally got my messages!” he gasps out, laughing at his own joke as he tilts a head towards her. “Though I guess you’re a perfectly acceptable alternative.” The smiles come all too easily, though he knows it’s part charade. If he were the type to be honest with himself, he’d acknowledge something was wrong—that it was more than just work bringing him down. But he wasn’t that type. Not at all. “Have you come to save me from downing in the whiskey by myself?”

#[t̴h̴r̴e̴a̴d̴s̴: convos]#ft. delilah #apologies for the delay!!

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ofkellan · 3 years

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1carter:

wouldn’t be surprised if the annoyance across his features was painfully obvious , one of the matters he hated the absolute most . but , of course , if it meant maintaining his place in the family then male would so happily conjure up a last minute smile . isn’t all bad when known features brush past his gaze , entire demeanor perking up now that things just got . . interesting . “ hey man ! it’s going alright , ” he starts , quick smile accompanying the man’s words , “ but give it a couple of minutes and it won’t cause it’ll most likely be me . this shit , dude , is the very d e f i n i t i o n of a ghost town . ”

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CJ was always a welcome face at these sorts of things, and not only because he was engaged to his sister. Out of all the snooze-fest people he was forced to deal with through his business ventures, he was by far one of his favorites. “Well, don’t let me stop you from having a good time.” He smirked. “Though you’ve got one hell of a point.” He sipped at his drink. “This place could use some livening up, but I’m not sure they’d survive it.” Despite the fact that he didn’t care for most of the business world of Charleston, Kellan was all about getting ahead, becoming better. Really, becoming the best. So he couldn’t risk it. His obsession was probably not the healthiest thing, but...He was a Lux—since when was he expected to be healthy?

#[t̴h̴r̴e̴a̴d̴s̴: convos]#ft. cj

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ofkellan · 3 years

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📱➡bestie for the restie 😍

Amala: helen keller.

Amala: jk but no im scared to say who i am because who are YOU 👀

Amala: one of us is going to have to go first

Kellan: omg do you talk with your hips

Kellan: i don't wanna go first either!!

#[m̴o̴b̴i̴l̴e̴: texts]#ft. amala

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ofkellan · 3 years

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📱➡bestie for the restie 😍

Kellan: ummmm not to be like a dick but who is this???

#[m̴o̴b̴i̴l̴e̴: texts]#ft. amala #they're already gonna be a lot #i can tell

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ofkellan · 3 years

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@oatmilkmaid: i had a threesome w uncle robert and all i got was this stupid tshirt

@kellanlux: yikes

#[s̴o̴c̴i̴a̴l̴: the four medias of the apocalypse]#ft. camille

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ofkellan · 3 years

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@1carter

Kellan’s anxious to get home. He wants nothing more than to change out of his suit and get into jeans and a t-shirt. Something comfortable. Enough that he can race the ever loving fuck out of his car against a stranger and somehow look casual as he does it. Unfortunately, he’s stuck at this cocktail hour of the creme de la creme of Charleston business types for at least another half hour. Spotting a familiar face, he finishes off his whiskey and orders another one. “Hey,” he greets, telling himself that he couldn’t immediately dive into asking about his sister. “How’s it going?” He gestures to their surroundings. “Wanna bet on who’s gonna get sloppy tonight?”

#[t̴h̴r̴e̴a̴d̴s̴: convos]#ft. cj

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ofkellan · 3 years

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tag dump !

#[i̴n̴t̴r̴o̴d̴u̴c̴t̴i̴o̴n̴s̴: bio and stats]#[t̴h̴r̴e̴a̴d̴s̴: convos]#[m̴o̴b̴i̴l̴e̴: texts]#[v̴i̴s̴a̴g̴e̴: face]#[m̴u̴s̴i̴c̴: tunes]#[s̴o̴c̴i̴a̴l̴: the four medias of the apocalypse]#[m̴u̴s̴i̴n̴g̴s̴: inspo]

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ofkellan · 3 years

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Hellooooo party people ! This here is my trash son kellan and I couldn’t be happier to be joining this group !! Hmu either here or in the d*scord to plot, or like this and I’ll come to you 🖤

[ nat wolff, cismale, he/him ] have you seen KELLAN LUX lately ? yeah, i heard they're TWENTY-FOUR years old and a BUSINESS STUDENT now in charleston city. i mean, i don’t know if it’s their VIRGO vibes or that they’re -RECKLESS and -EGOTISTICAL but also +INTUITIVE and +LOYAL but they remind me of BABY YOU'RE A RICH MAN by THE BEATLES. here’s to hoping they don’t cause too much trouble around here. *dianne lux brother wc*

general !

full name: Kellan Jacob Lux birthday: September 5th 1996 zodiac: Virgo + traits: Intuitive, loyal, quick-witted, trustworthy - traits: Reckless, egotistical, self-sabotaging, nosy cigarettes: No alcohol: Probably too much for his own good drugs: Pills and coke favorite book: Lord of the Flies favorite band: Ramones

bio and background !

Born to the excessively wealthy Lux family, Kellan has had it made since day 1. At least, that’s what he wants everyone to think.

He was a quiet kid growing up, always reading or listening to music. He didn’t have many friends, or attract much attention from others at all. He wasn’t in the spotlight, and he definitely wasn’t impressive in the eyes of his parents. He liked it that way though—he was content to be with his books and ideas.

Before he turned thirteen, he hated the pressure his mother and father placed upon him and his brother and sister. He dreamed of them losing all their money, and what it would be like for them to be a “real” family.

Now? He knows much better. He knows that his parents would never change—even if they did lose their money. They were not built for family vacations to the beach or happy Thanksgivings surrounded by their love for one another. His family, he started to believe when he was in middle school, was meant for greatness. But that greatness came at a price. And he decided he was willing to pay it.

After he turned thirteen, Kellan might as well have sold his soul to the devil.

He put his smarts and reading skills to good use—rising to the top of his class—enough that he graduated as Valedictorian. His speech, while lacking in some nuances, ended up going viral, and he soon caught the eye of many influential business people and his peers.

Kellan relished in the attention. While before he had wanted nothing more than to disappear, to fade into the background, now he found his rightful place was at the helm of everything and anything.

And while he might’ve been an excellent student, he couldn’t hide from his reckless side, his need to let loose and forget about the dark, deep sadness that lurked just beneath the tequila and money and girls and expensive cars that he pushed well over the speed limit.

He couldn’t always hide from the depression and anxiety—not that he thinks he has those. He thinks they’re for other people. Honestly, people with less ambition and prestige. So what if sometimes he can’t get out of bed or his hands shake so bad he has to dig his nails into his arms?

In college, he started venture after venture. Most of them are now small companies that he sold for far more than cost to build. However, with the aid of his trust fund, he was able to create his true baby: a site called Luxet, which is dedicated to click bait, quizzes, questionable news reporting, and gossip that has people scanning it for hours at a time. Sure, there are the critiques, but so far, the site’s bringing in the money that Kellan knew it could.

Kellan, all too often, gives into the side of him that craves intrigue and danger—putting himself in harm’s way is just one more gamble he can’t resist. Of course, it hasn’t landed him in any real trouble. Perhaps a speeding ticket here and there, but he’s been careful to keep any mention of his wild ways away from the prying eyes of investors in future endeavors. Plus, he’s a rich man in 2021—and even if he might have something coming, he knows it might only make him even more sought after.

He’s in business school at the moment, but it’s really only a gesture to his family, a formality. Another impressive degree to add to his Harvard undergrad diploma. While the money from his family certainly helps, he’s already made his first million, and has no intention of stopping from there.

more !

Wouldn’t know what a healthy relationship looked like if it stomped him on the face

Disaster boi who probably needs a hug but won’t let it happen cause he’d probably fall to pieces the minute you touched him

Thinks he’s hot shit someone pls inform him he’s wrong

“What? It’s a banana, how much could it cost? 10 dollars?”

Probably cried over a Hemingway book idk he’s a little weirdo still even if he covers it up well

Acknowledging your mental health and seeking help whomst

Think Kendall Roy vibes from Succession if you’ve seen it (the name thing was pure coincidence lol) and Andrew Garfield’s character in The Social Network

wc !

The Best Friends You Ever Did See: Kellan is a mess, but he’s also extremely loyal to those he loves/trusts—give him 3-4 people he would probably (and might have lbr) commit a crime for

Ex: I feel like Kellan would try to get close to someone, fuck it all up, and then act like none of it mattered to cover up his pain, so if you’re down for that mess hmu

Rivals: Maybe someone he feels threatened by?? Like however they feel about him he can’t stop thinking they are/have the potential to be better than him at something. Could be fun idk am open to lots of different stuff w/ this one!

Party fiends: Just people he can get into all kinds of trouble with—he probably races cars, goes to clubs, and gets into all kinds of shenanigans on the regular so...

Good influence: For some reason, this person wants Kellan to be a better person—not that he thinks he needs to change, of course. God knows it’s a saint’s job, but this one might just have the ability to make him see sense from time to time

Enemy/frenemy: Someone who he just can’t stand, and they feel similarly about him. Maybe they get along sometimes though, and it’s more a complex situation than he likes to think about. Really would love to play this into all kinds of different things and am super open to plotting something unique out here.

Potential investors/fellow people in business: Basically, he loves to schmooze. Plus, I think an investor/business relationship could be really cool to plot out!

#[i̴n̴t̴r̴o̴d̴u̴c̴t̴i̴o̴n̴s̴: bio and stats]#charleston:intro #tw alcohol #tw depression #tw anxiety #tw drugs

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