#ricky Olson imagines

[yournecessaryevil]

Imagine...

...Chris and Ricky trying to get you to finally fall asleep after a long day while on tour...

• fluff; language; very light NSFW (if you squint)

"But I don't want to go to bed yet!"

You let out a quiet huff, clutching the pillow tighter against your chest as you cast a pleading look at the two men in front of you. Both gave you a raised eyebrow, neither one of them seeming to be impressed by your whining.

"Babygirl, you look so fucking tired-" Ricky began. "Yeah, you need sleep," Chris cut in, nodding in agreement. You stuck out your bottom lip in a slight pout as you continued to give them your best pleading look.

"Do I have to?" you asked, earning an immediate synchronized response of "Yes!" from both of the guys.

Ricky reached up to adjust his beanie before shaking his head at you, a smile playing at his lips. "It's been a long day for all of us, but especially you," he pointed out.

Chris grinned, the piercings in his bottom lip briefly catching the light from the dim interior of the bus. "Yeah, you're not used to the tour life like we are," he teased you.

This earned an eyeroll from his bandmate, who lightly elbowed him in the side. "It's been years, dude, and I'm still not used to it," he retorted, though his former smile still remained in place.

Chris shrugged, before winking at you. "I'm telling you, sleep's gonna be your best friend while you're with us."

You buried your face in the pillow, grumbling to yourself. "Slp fckng sks..."

"What was that?" Chris laughed.

You raised your head, scowling at him.

"I said, sleep fucking sucks."

"True, but-" Ricky began, before casting a sideways glance towards Chris, who returned the gesture. A smirk slowly appeared on both men's faces before Chris turned to look at you, leaning forward until his face was a foot away from yours.

"-If you be a good girl for us and go to sleep like you're supposed to-"

"-Like we want you to-" Ricky cut in.

"-Then we'll make sure to reward you for it," Chris finished, his smirk growing a little.

This caught your attention.

It was no secret (especially to the rest of the band) how much of a certain... fondness... you'd developed for Chris and Ricky.

Although at this point, anyone would say it had become a little bit more than that...

You sat there in silence, contemplating the idea Chris had now planted in your mind.

"I think we've got her," Ricky laughed, exchanging a conspiratorial look with his bandmate, who nodded in agreement.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Chris get up from his spot on the couch, moving to sit behind you. You glanced down to see tattooed arms and hands grabbing the pillow out from between your fingers, placing it behind you on Chris's lap, before those same arms were pulling you closer to the man himself.

"Come on, Y/N," you heard Chris purr softly in your ear, "be a good girl for us, for me. Stop fighting it and just give in, go to sleep for me."

His words were accompanied by a gentle kiss on the soft spot behind your ear, followed by another a little further down, along the side of your neck, and yet another on the back of your shoulder.

Chris's hands slowly moved down to splay flat against your lower belly, his thumbs tracing soothing little circles along the inch or so of skin that lay exposed there, due to your sleep shirt riding up a bit.

The way his hands moved, the gentle seduction of his words in your ear, all of it was much too nice, and you felt your blinks slowly getting longer, almost against your will.

"Oh, Chris, man, she's dozing off," Ricky observed in a soft whisper, a grin playing at his lips. His bandmate gave a soft hum of agreement, gently tugging you down so you were now lying in his lap, your head resting on the pillow.

His hands moved up, grazing lightly over your stomach, your breasts, stopping at your shoulders. Again, his thumbs were tracing little circles along the skin there, slowly coaxing you off into sleep.

But wait, sleep- you didn't want to sleep-

You struggled to keep your eyes open, fighting back a yawn. "But I don't wanna go to sleep-" you mumbled.

Chris softly shushed you, leaning down to place a kiss against your forehead. "Shh, don't fight it, Y/N. Be our good girl and go to sleep."

"Yeah, we'll still be here tomorrow, I promise," you heard Ricky agree, his voice getting closer. Out of the corner of one half-open eye, you saw the guitarist reach down, pulling a blanket over you and tucking the edges in around you. "Get some sleep, babygirl. We're not going anywhere," he murmured.

You watched as he took a seat on the floor next to you, leaning back against the couch, his head resting against your thigh.

"Ricky's right, we're not going anywhere. Get some sleep for us, baby, please?" Chris said softly. You let out a soft grumble in response.

You really didn't want to fall asleep, but fuck, Chris's lap was so comfortable, and ugh, the way Ricky smelled right now-! Everything was so nice, too nice...

Maybe an hour or two wouldn't hurt...

You yawned, before allowing yourself to relax and sink further into Chris's lap, pulling the blanket closer around you.

As your eyes fell closed, you could've sworn you heard Chris murmur, "That's our good girl..."

And as sleep finally claimed you, your mind drifted back to his and Ricky's earlier words, a smile gracing your face.

They better live up to their promise and reward you good for this tomorrow...

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[littlehatefxxk]

⛧ Ricky Olson x Reader ⛧

“Quickie” (Smut Oneshot)

Themes: Oral sex(giving & receiving), Kissing, Fingering, dirty talking, deep throating

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It was a hot summer day and you had just finished doing your makeup and hair. Usually you’d stay back home but Ricky wanted to spend more time with you so he brought you along for their summer tour.

The band didn’t go on until later tonight but everyone was still busy. As of right now Ricky was outside doing an interview leaving you alone on the bus which was rare. Finally some peace and quiet than the usual chaos you thought.

You went through your luggage trying to find an outfit to wear. The weather today felt like it’d melt off your skin so being half dressed seemed the way to go. You ended up picking a red bikini set and wore that with some high waisted black demin shorts that were maybe just a little too short. To accessorize you wore a few necklaces, some rings, and sunglasses all paired with your favorite pair of combat boots.

You pulled out your phone to take a couple selfies until you heard Ricky answering questions & laughing. You went over to the window and looked outside seeing him. Fuck, he looked so sexy. His ran his hand through his hair fixing it back. That always drove you wild. Without realizing you were just watching him the next few minutes, daydreaming of every position he could put you in.

He then waved bye to the camera and hugged the interviewer goodbye. He than started to make his way back over to the bus and suddenly you became so very excited. Just for laughs you decided you’d mess with him. You quickly made your way to the back of the bus where there was a small room. You hid behind the door out of sight trying to hold in your giggles.

Just then you heard the tour bus door opening and then closing.

“Hey babe, I’m back!”

You smiled hoping you’d get him good. Footsteps slowly approached closer and closer and then you took your chance. You jumped out quickly yelling ‘boo’ as he jumped getting scared.

“Haha I so got you!” you teased.

Ricky immediately glared at you as he got closer to you. You continued laughing at his reaction as he was now inches away from your face. Your back now against the wall he took his hand to hold your chin up to look at him.

“You think that’s funny?”

You laughed saying yes but Ricky stayed serious. His eyes met yours again and it was at that point you realized the situation. He was going to punish you for it. But not here right? Not right now at this moment? Someone could walk in you thought. You stopped laughing now but still giggled. Ricky brought his mouth to your right ear as his hand held your throat.

“Do you see me laughing hmm? You think I’m messing around? We’ll see how funny it is to you when I fuck that mouth of yours right here.”

You swallowed hard hearing those last few words.

“Okay okay, I’m sorry for scaring you. I won’t do it again.”

His grip tightened a little.

“Apologize all you want. Nothing is going to change what I’m going to make you do. Now be a good girl and get on your knees.”

He took a few steps back giving you space as he started to undo his pants. You got on your knees as you looked down the corridor of the bus hoping no one would walk in.

“S-someone could walk in Ricky…”

His cock was freed and he was hard already. You just looked up at him a little concerned.

“Well then I guess you better make this quick huh? Now stick your tongue out.”

You did as you were told offering your mouth to him. Your tongue circled the tip of cock teasingly just how he liked it. Your hands pumped from the base as you took it into your mouth now. His hand rested on the back of your head as he moaned.

“Mmh just like that baby. Such a good girl all for me hmm?”

He knew calling you that drove you insane. Especially during sex. That alone made you wet. Now you were taking his cock deeper into your mouth as you bobbed your head back and fourth. His grip now within your hair keeping that pace as you moved.

“Look at you, taking my cock so well. I think you can take it in deeper..”

He pulled out for a moment as you quickly wiped the excess saliva off from your mouth and took a breath. Relaxing yourself he entered your mouth again, now deeper. His hand gripped your head as he slowly began to fuck your throat.

“Oh fuck baby, just like that…”

He went faster as your hands gripped his thighs taking him all in. You wanted nothing more than to please him. A couple more fast thrusts and he pulled out giving you time to breathe. Moments later he entered again going fast. You hummed, the sound being muffled as it reverberated around his cock. Saliva was falling out from the sides of your mouth but at this point you didn’t care. His breathing was now heavier.

“Fuck, I’m so close already baby. You gonna be a good girl a swallow it?”

Your hands gripped his thighs tightly as you moaned with him still in your mouth. Your eyes watered but you tried your best to stare back up at him as he face fucked you. A few more fast thrusts and he moaned loudly releasing himself into your mouth. He pulled out as you swallowed his cum and gave yourself a moment to breathe and wipe your face.

“I just finished my makeup Ricky..now it’s ruined.”

Now he laughed.

“Aw my poor little baby. You can always fix it.”

“He pulled his pants back up as you sat on the bed now grabbing your makeup bag.

“I’m not finished with you yet baby..”

Now he knelt on the floor in between your legs.

“Let me make it up to you..”

He kissed your inner thighs as you set your makeup bag aside. God, he drives you crazy. You quickly undid your shorts as he helped you undress. Ricky couldn’t wait a second longer so he just moved your swimsuit bottoms to the side as his tongue licked between your wet folds.

“Mmm Ricky…”

His hands wrapped around your thighs as you pulled his hair back watching him attack your pussy. You felt his tongue circle around your sensitive clit as you felt that feeling start to build up. As his tongue flicked your clit he inserted a finger earning a moan from you.

“You taste so good baby. All wet for me..”

Just then you could hear few of the members outside talking and cracking jokes. You look over at the window but it’s closed and thankfully has blinds. Somehow almost getting caught excites you.

“Ricky, the guys are outside…”

He pulls away a moment from eating you out.

“So? If they hear, they hear.”

He goes back to sucking your clit as he now inserts 2 fingers.

“Fuck…Ricky, what if they walk in?”

He laughs as he looks up at you.

“Let them fucking watch.”

He starts fingering you now seeing your face fall back feeling so good.

“You want them to watch don’t you?”

You say nothing as his fingers rub your pussy earning a whimper from you.

“Tell me,” he says right up against your ear.

“Mmmm”

All you focus on is his voice and fingers rubbing you.

“Such a bad girl. Wanting the rest of the members to hear and see you. You fucking want that don’t you?”

He’s practically growling into your ear.

“Yes,” you say softly.

His fingers stop rubbing earning a whine from you.

“You can do better than that baby. Otherwise I’m not going to give you what you want.”

Just then you hear Vinny’s voice.

“Anyone see Rick actually? He’s been gone awhile.”

“Saw him doing an interview awhile ago. Not sure where he is now,” Chris responds.

Ricky just smirks at you as his fingers rub you slowly and teasingly. You want him to go faster but instead you just whine wanting release.

“Come on baby, tell me. You want them watching you? Seeing how much of a naughty girl you are?”

“Hey Rick you in there?!” Vinny yells at the bus knocking the side of it.

Ricky picks up the pace as you start breathe heavily.

“I want them…”

“You want them to what?” Ricky purs against your ear.

The members outside laugh at whatever they’re talking about and just the thought of them hearing or walking in gets you more excited.

“I want them to watch me…I’m so close..please Ricky..”

“Moan my name when you finish, I want them to hear.”

Ricky brings his mouth back to your pussy flicking his tongue against your clit. You lay back moaning as you grip the sheets feeling so close to your climax. Moments later you cum your legs closing around Ricky’s head but he doesn’t stop.

“Mmm Ricky!”

Your body shakes finally climaxing as he pulls away to look at you.

“Good girl.”

He kisses your mouth as you taste yourself. You catch your breath before going to the bathroom to clean up and put your shorts back on. The door opens to the bus and Vinny walks in seeing Ricky on his phone while sitting down on the couch.

“Bro I’ve been looking for you. Did you not hear me knocking on the bus earlier?”

“Sorry guess I didn’t hear you. Been waiting on (Y/N) to get out of the bathroom.”

“You don’t have to lie, you guys were fucking huh?” Vinny teased.

“Shut up, no we weren’t.”

Ricky was about to throw the water bottle that was next to him until you finally walk out.

“Oh hey Vinny. I’m finally ready babe. Let me just get my bag.”

You walk to the back room to get your stuff as Vinny shoots Ricky a glance.

“Oh yeah you guys definitely fucked.”

“Not even, shut up.”

“Why is her makeup smeared then?”

Vinny smirks as Rick is left speechless.

“Don’t worry man, I won’t tell anyone haha. If I were you I’d do the same. I got your back bro. Anyways all of us are outside wanting to get food so I’ll go wait back outside.”

Vinny leaves and Ricky comes to see you fixing your makeup.

“So uh..”

“What’s the problem?” you ask.

“Nothing just uh, Vinny know we fucked.”

You go silent feeling a little embarrassed.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have been so loud.”

You hit Ricky’s arm as he sits next to you.

“It’s your fault.”

“Yeah yeah, but you enjoyed it didn’t you?”

You feel your face go red.

“It’s okay, I enjoyed it too. Maybe later after the show I’ll fuck you right here with door locked and have everyone hear you.”

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Aahhh! Hope you guys enjoyed reading you little sickos haha. I haven’t written in years but it feels good to write again honestly, I missed it! I still have so many more ideas for one shots I wanna do so I’ll definitely be writing those next. Let me know what guys think though, I’d love to know. Hope you are all doing well! Stay hydrated, take ur meds, be kind to one another🖤

[beaker1636]

MIW how you met and when they realized they liked you

Vinny

I feel like the two of you would meet through mutual friends honestly, he’s a gamer and clearly enjoys doing it with his friends (his LAN stream) so I feel like you would meet through mutual friends at some get together he’s having

And he’s like woah? A girl that’s playing WoW and not bitching about it? She’s actively enjoying it? She’s not whining all the boys are spending so much time doing it? Maybe I should like get to know her a little bit and make friends

And that leads to active gaming sessions together both when he’s home and on tour

And during said gaming sessions you two grow closer, starting to talk more 1-1 and about your lives, etc.

And one day he’s suddenly like wait, I am constantly checking my messages and shit to see if I’m hearing from her, what the hell is wrong with me?

Truthfully I could see him realizing he likes you and then distancing himself a little bit to try and figure out if he actually likes you like that or not

But once he realizes he does, and he misses hearing from you all the time it’s game over.

Next time y’all play he’d causally make a joke or something about you having a boyfriend just to feel you out, see if you do or not

And the second you say you don’t well, now the two of you have a date planned for when tour is over.

Ricky

I hands down believe that you’d meet Ricky in a way to do with books. For this I’m going with an online book club

The two of you wind up replying back to each others comments a lot and seem to enjoy talking about the books so much that eventually one of you starts your own conversation in the others inbox

That leads to you having more in depth conversations about the books you are both reading and you both find out you are authors

So then you two discuss what you are writing with each other, glad to finally have a friend who understands what it’s like to wake up from a dream with a random idea, to hate what your idea turned into, etc.

Eventually it leads to more personal conversations and you realize you both live close by so you meet for coffee after months of talking online to each other

By the end of that conversation he knows that he can’t let you walk away without at least trying to get a date with you so he asks

A couple dates in he’s convinced this is it, he wants nothing more than being in a relationship with you and finally asks

Chris

Chris low key confuses me a little bit

I feel like you would meet through work somehow, that you were a makeup artist, photographer that shot them for something, an interviewer, something along those lines

And the two of you have to remain in contact to discuss your ongoing project, slowly getting to know each other as time goes on

But you’d have to deal with his stubborn and hard head, because this man is a perfectionist and if the project you are working on together isn’t going how he wants it to he’s going to be up your ass and frustrated

Like we’re talking the two of you arguing for hours because you think this idea for the photo shoot would be better than his, or that this makeup look is better than what he is wanting you to do

But in the end it comes out great and he comes out of his shell, the two of you continuing to talk long after the project is done.

I think it would take him the longest to come to terms with the fact that he likes you

Okay but I just want to know how her day is because she’s my friend

Yeah she’s beautiful but just because I think she is doesn’t mean I like her

Oh fuck, I do have a crush on her

Like he would be pissed off with himself for the fact he likes you, because he’s too busy and doesn’t have enough time to worry about someone else

Honestly I could see him debating if he should continue to talk to you or not anymore because he doesn’t want a relationship, isn’t looking for one

But you’re stubborn so when he tries to cut you off you make sure you still send him a good morning text, or whatever every single day until you finally see him in person

Which leads to a fight, him trying to say can’t you see I’m too busy for this? That I’m not interested?

And by the end of the fight he’s kissing you and that’s how the cookie crumbles

Ryan

He confuses me slightly

He’s really chill but I genuinely think he’d be impressed with someone who is an amazing artist in their own right

Whether that be you’re a fellow musician, an author, etc

So going with musician he sees you playing one night with your band that his friend drug him to go see

And you’re just fucking amazing at guitar, like you blow him away with how talented you are

His friend knows someone in your band so they introduce the two of you and you spend half the night talking about your set ups, favorite brands of guitars and strings, your pedals, etc

This leads to you exchanging numbers and discussing different things musically

He continues to go to your bands shows at the local bars/venues

One day he sees you on stage and suddenly he finds you attractive

Like fuck, has her hair always been that nice? Have her eyes always been that bright? She looks so amazing and happy up there doing it, I love that

And eventually the messages about your music turns into more

And one day he accidentally texts you instead of his friend saying how he’s debating asking you out

And you of course message him back asking him to just ask you so that you can say yes already 😅

Justin

I feel like he’d be one that would 100% run into you at a bar and be like fuck, who’s that?

Admires you all night from afar, maybe buy you a drink

And when the bartender points out who bought your next drink you make your way over

Just to say thanks, not intending to hit on him or anything

And that’s all it is, you say thanks, you talk for a little bit and get along and then your friends want to move on to the next bar so you do, not exchanging numbers

He wishes you both did because the two of you hit it off pretty well in his opinion

A week or two later you are out with friends again and he’s at a bar you are at, and is like fuck this, I’m going to go talk to her

You both wind up talking for hours, long after both of your friends left, giving up on getting you to go with them and same for him.

Next thing you know the two of you are at a late night diner having dinner together and still enjoying your company, finally exchanging numbers before you leave

You wind up asking him out before he asks you, deciding you liked him and it was worth just being forward.

It doesn’t take long before he asks you to be his girlfriend though, you beat him to asking him on a date but he’s determined he’s going to beat you to defining the relationship

[horrorolson]

Revelations

Ricky walked in from dinner with the boys to find you sitting at the island, sipping from a glass of what looked suspiciously like whiskey, his guess confirmed by the bottle on the counter behind you. His jovial attitude seemed to stay in the doorway as he came further into the kitchen. Ricky pulled another glass from the cabinet, sitting down next to you. 

"Date not go well then?" Ricky asked after a moment. You laughed at what seemed like the understatement of the century. 

"Well," you started, taking another sip of your drink. "I'm single now, so not particularly well, no." You downed the rest of your drink and poured yourself another as he stared at you. 

"What happened?" Ricky asked you cautiously, as if he was afraid of what you might say. 

"He asked me to move in with him." You shook your head, another sip of your drink disappearing. 

"I don't understand. How is that a bad thing? He wants to be with you all the time, wants to see you in the mornings, and last thing at night before he goes to bed. How is that a bad thing?" 

"I told him no. I don't want to move in with him. I want to stay here, with you, as long as you'll let me," You take another drink as he continues to stare, like you’re a puzzle he can’t quite figure out. "and he didn't particularly like that. He wanted me to pick him over you and he said as much. Which, why he ever thought that was gonna happen, I have no idea." Ricky continues to just stare at you as you rant, seeming to have lost control of your tongue. 

"I mean he's fun and he likes the same shitty movies I do, but, fuck, I'm in love with you and-" you slap your hand over your mouth, your glass clattering onto the counter as your brain finally seems to catch up with what you’re saying. You blink in shock at the man next to you, matching the look of surprise on his face. You squeak out an apology, sliding your stool back with a screech before fleeing from the room. Ricky just sits there in shock for a moment, processing what on earth had just happened. Ricky reaches out for your glass, downing the last couple sips before following you through the house. 

He finds you curled up in the big chair in the office, burrowed under a blanket you'd clearly snagged from the couch on your way past. He hesitated for a moment at the sight of your slightly puffy eyes and reddened face. 

"Yeah, I'm an idiot, I know. If you came to remind me you don't need to. He told me at dinner and then I think I made it quite clear in the kitchen. And I know it's silly. I should have just-" He came to sit next to you, perching on the arm of the chair. 

"I'm glad you're not leaving. I want you here just as much as you want to be here." Ricky brushed a hand over your cheek, wiping away a few stray tears. "You aren't an idiot, you just surprised me. I have thought about it before but I didn't think you were interested, and I’d rather have you here however I can. I decided I’d rather just be selfish and keep you as a friend rather than risk scaring you away for more." Ricky brushed the hair back from your face as he spoke, his hand coming to rest under your chin, tilting your face up to look at him. 

"You mean..." you looked at the man sitting next to you, your lips parted in a seeming mix of disbelief and awe at the realization. 

"Come on you," Ricky spoke, getting up from his spot on the chair. "You're certainly not sober, and we can talk about this in the morning once your head's cleared. How about a movie? Bring that blanket." He held out a hand for you to take, which you did. You didn't even really know what movie he had picked as you were asleep less than 20 minutes later curled up against him on the couch, exactly where you wanted to be.

[only-the-moon-will-tell]

I am humbly requesting a Ricky Olson author moodboard if possible :))

Omg my first request I got so excited !! 😆😆🤗

Here ya go! :) (I hope it's what you envisioned)

Also y'all should go read his book!! (It's the picture in the middle!!) Here's the link to it on Amazon

[sweeter0da]

Him and this god damn milk carton

[lexusiswriting]

A love you deserve (Ricky Olson) - Part 1 of ?

Hi guys! Long time no see.

I missed writing so much and here I am, trying to make a comeback. This will be a Ricky Olson/ Horror love story and we will see together how many parts it will have.

NOTE: Ricky will not be present in the first part, being more of an introduction to the story.

Warnings: none.

I hope you'll enjoy it and by box is open if you think I can put your ideas into something nice.

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“Lexus, you’ve got 5 minutes!”

“Alright, I’m coming!”

I am rushing to the stage while trying to dodge the many people that were on my way. Today was a big day for us, our second studio album being released on the last day of our American tour. We tried to keep it a secret and tonight the fans are going to hear one of the singles.

Being a little nervous is a misunderstanding, because I am terrified. The whole band united to make something better than the first album, where we tried different things to show we can do more. We are not dreaming of going #1 on the charts, we only want to hear our fans saying they are proud of what we want to become.

Now I’m in the backstage, waiting for the guys to prepare my entrance. We always try to do something different and today, Seth, the drummer, came with an idea. He will play a little solo, giving a little hint about the first song on the setlist. After that Andrew, who plays bass, will do the same thing. In the end, Xander, the guitarist, will be the last one to have his moment which will mark my entrance. And that moment is happening now.

I only hear screaming and I can barely see any faces from the lights. But I always feel like home while on stage. In that moment all of my fears disappeared, being replaced with excitement for doing what I love.

“Let’s rock this place out!”

If there is a thing I hate about myself is that I will never be a morning person. My alarm started to ring so loud that I could feel the vibration in my brain. I tried to stop it and I failed miserably when the phone fell on the floor. When I reached out for it I saw a message from Xander:

~ Wake up you piece of sunshine, we have business to do. ~

Getting out of bed was my main business at the moment. I went to the bathroom and saw that I completely forgot to take my make-up off last night. Tried to repair the damage and made myself look a little more presentable I made my way up to Xander’s room.

“Look who finally decided to show up looking like a mess.”

“Such a sweetheart. I’m sorry I did not get all glammed up for your poor little eyes.”

“At least you are not losing your sense of humour when you barely sleep.”

Well, that’s true. About both things, of course. My sense of humour? One of a kind. Sleeping schedule? A completely mess. This tour got all the life out of me but I know now we have a couple of months free to prepare the international tour for the new album.

“The manager called and apparently we are going to play some shows.”

“Where? Last night we finished the tour, isn’t that enough?”

“Don’t give me this attitude cause you’ll love it. It’s about Warped Tour.”

We had a thing that I hate and now a thing that I love. I always loved Warped Tour because I don’t see it as a job I have to do, but as a place where I can hang out with my friends every day. Maybe I will not regret that much the sleep I will still not get.

“Oh and a little birdie told me your boyfriend will be there as well.”

“Then it will be one hell of a summer.”

[holding-on-to-smoke]

ello luv 🖤

[ricky-horrors-whore]

anways, sure.

Dating werewolf Ricky who naturally gets a little protective/possessive of you, but werewolf Vinny's just smitten too after meeting you and gets all excited when Ricky comes back smelling like you and asking about you and how you are and Ricky finally snaps at him because you're his and Vinny's acting like a fucking puppy.

Cue Ricky realizing what he just did to Vinny, his best friend, who's still flinched backwards and whined away from him. and instead just grab's Vinny's arm and drags him with to come see you and congrats you now have two hot werewolf boyfriends.

[h0rr0rqu3en]

My babies 🥰💜💜💜

[celestineveil]

Needy Theater

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Author's Note: Hello, Hello! It's me again! This oneshot is Ricky Olson x Original Character

Content Warning: This oneshot contains smut.

Oneshot Summary: This is a Ricky Olson x Original Character ( Ariadne ), and they are at the movies when Ricky got out of hand

Word Count: 590

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Throughout the duration of the play, a sense of anticipation hung in the air around Ariadne. The theater was dark, but the sensation of Ricky's hand gradually inching up her thigh was unmistakable. She attempted to divert her attention to the stage, yet Silas seemed to possess an intuitive knowledge of how to arouse her. Soon enough, his fingers found their way into the confines of her jeans, teasing her through the fabric of her panties. A sharp intake of breath betrayed Ariadne's attempt to maintain composure, prompting her to glance at him.

"What?" Ricky murmured, his expression feigning innocence as he met her gaze. With narrowed eyes, she gently removed his hand from her pants, guiding it to rest on his own lap. Hastily, she fastened her zipper, endeavoring to focus on the unfolding drama.

Undeterred, Ricky draped an arm around Ariadne's shoulders, slipping her hand beneath the neckline of her blouse to toy with her nipple. Suppressing a whimper, she bit down on her cheek, struggling to keep her attention fixed on the performance. Ricky's caresses persisted, his lips tracing a path along her neck. Overwhelmed by sensation, Ariadne could endure no more. She rose abruptly, seizing Ricky's arm and leading him out into the parking lot, where their unlocked car awaited.

Seated inside, Ariadne turned to face Ricky. "If you desire anything tonight, you'll drive us home immediately," she instructed, her tone firm. Ricky smirked in response, igniting the engine and propelling them toward their shared apartment.

Upon arrival, Ricky hastened indoors, with Ariadne following closely behind. Keys were discarded, and before Ariadne could react, Ricky had her pinned against the door, his hands restraining her. Locking eyes with her, he issued a command.

"You're mine, understood? Not a sound unless I permit it," he growled. Ariadne nodded, the anticipation building within her. Rick hoisted her over his shoulder, carrying her to their bedroom where he undressed with careless abandon.

As Ricky stripped Ariadne of her clothing, his gaze lingered appreciatively on her form. Positioning her over the edge of the bed, he administered a gentle caress to her ass before plunging two fingers inside her. Ariadne gasped, hoping her pleasure wouldn't betray her. But Rcky was attuned to her every reaction.

A resounding smack against her skin accompanied his reprimand. "What did I say about making noise?" he demanded, his voice commanding compliance. Ariadne remained silent, feeling his hardness against her.

"Good girl. Now, tell me what you want," Silas murmured, his breath hot against her ear.

"Please, I want you," Ariadne pleaded eagerly. Without hesitation, Ricky entered her forcefully, eliciting a cry of ecstasy mixed with pain. He silenced her with another slap to her rear.

"Not a word," he growled, setting a punishing rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through Ariadne's body. Despite her struggle to contain her moans, Ricky's words fueled her desire, bringing her ever closer to climax.

As their passion peaked, Silas whispered huskily in Ariadne's ear, expressing his desire to assert their connection. Unable to contain herself any longer, Ariadne moaned loudly, her release imminent. Ricky's thrusts grew more frenzied until he reached his own climax, collapsing beside her in a satisfied heap.

Breathless and spent, Ariadne snuggled into Silas's embrace, feeling utterly content. "That was incredible, Ricky," she murmured, a smile playing at her lips.

"Yeah, it was," he chuckled, pulling her closer. "But I think you'll be sore tomorrow," he added, his laughter echoing in the intimacy of their shared moment. As they drifted off to sleep, Ariadne couldn't help but feel grateful to be exactly where she belonged.

[yournecessaryevil]

Imagine...

...Chris doing a Skype call with you while he's away on tour, because he misses you...

• fluff; language; slight angst

"Come save me, please. These guys are driving me nuts."

"We love you toooo!" you heard someone yell back. You grinned, trying your hardest not to laugh as you stared back at Chris through the screen of your laptop.

He shook his head, an exasperated look on his face, though you could swear you saw the edges of his mouth pull up in a brief smile. "Seriously. Come save me?" he repeated, raising both brows at you.

You couldn't help but laugh, giving him a light shrug. "At least there's only a few weeks left of the tour? Then you get to come home," you answered. "Then I get to come home," Chris echoed, heaving a sigh.

He sounded exhausted, the poor man. You knew given the chance, he'd tour every day if he could. Music was one of his biggest passions, it had always been. But as much as he loved what he did, there were also those days where nothing could fully keep the exhaustion at bay.

"You sound tired, do you want me to let you go so you can get some rest?" you asked softly. "No!" came Chris's loud and immediate reply. "Er, no," he repeated, a little quieter, shaking his head at you. "I want to talk to my girlfriend, I haven't seen her in almost six months," he added.

You smirked, an idea suddenly creeping into the forefront of your mind. "Oh? Well, when you do finally see her, let me know how she is," you teased him. He stuck his tongue out at you in response, unable to keep from smiling as he laughed. God, how you'd missed that sound...

"Yeah, she's great! I should introduce the two of you sometime. You'd get along with each other really well," he teased back. "She's kind of a brat, though," he added with a wink, smirking at you through the laptop screen.

"Hey!" you protested, earning another laugh from Chris. "Nah, you're my good girl," he reassured you, waving you off with a smile. Leaning back in his chair, Chris ran a hand through his dark hair, letting out another soft sigh.

"Ugh, three more weeks. And then I can come home and see my beautiful girl. I miss you so much," he said softly. His words sent a little twinge of pain through you for a moment. It was never easy, those rare occasions where you had to stay home while Chris went on tour.

But with the different schedules you two shared, sometimes that was the only option. You were training to go into a career of makeup artistry, and while most of your job opportunities landed you a spot on tour with the boys, there were always those select few that had you staying a little closer to home.

These past six months had been one of those times, and you'd been missing Chris since the moment he and his bandmates had left on that bus. You swallowed hard, giving him the best smile you could manage. "I miss you too," you whispered.

Chris's gaze softened, a rueful smile pulling at one corner of his mouth. "Hey, no. No tears for me, okay? Three more weeks," he said gently, holding up three fingers as he spoke. "And then I'm home. To stay," he added.

Before you could answer him, you noticed Ricky pop into view of the camera from behind Chris; he leaned in with a smile on his face. "We'll take good care of him for you until then, we promise," he teased you, one eye closing in a wink.

"No we won't!" you heard Vinny call out from the background. The edges of your mouth twitched up into a flicker of a smile as you watched Ricky throw a quick glance over his shoulder, shaking his head at his bandmate, before turning back around to face the camera.

"Yes, we will. Don't listen to him. You'll get to see Chris again before you know it. In the meantime, trust us to know what we're doing?" he told you. You nodded, quickly blinking back the tears that had started to form in the corners of your eyes.

Ricky winked at you again, before disappearing from view of the camera. You trusted his bandmates more than they'd ever know; they had all been really sweet to you and so supportive of you and Chris when the news had broken of the two of you dating.

More than that, they had made you feel included, like you were part of their little tight-knit family. Vinny had taken an instant liking to you, the two of you constantly adding fuel to each other's antics, something the other guys in the band weren't always too keen on. But you knew that at the end of the day, if you had their backs, they'd always have yours...

"Hey. What are we thinking so hard about over there?"

Chris's voice broke through your thoughts, and you started a little, giving him a nervous smile. "No, I was just thinking about what Ricky had said..." you mused aloud. Chris grinned, sneaking a quick look over his shoulder before facing the camera again.

"He's right, you know. As much shit as we all give each other, we take care of our own. And hey," he said, offering you a conspiratorial smile, "maybe I can arrange for us to be home a week earlier than planned, we'll see."

You bit back a smile, nodding. "So... see you in two weeks then?" you asked. Chris grinned, shrugging. "If these guys don't mind, then yeah. See you in two weeks, Y/N. Hey, baby, I gotta go. We have rehearsal and then sound check in a few, so... talk to you soon?" he said.

You nodded again, blowing him a kiss through the camera. "You'd better. I love you, Chris, so much..." you told him. He blew you a kiss too, giving you that smile of his that had made you fall so hard for him in the first place.

"I will, I promise. I love you too, Y/N. See you when I get home," he answered. With that, the two of you hung up on the Skype call, but not before you could hear one of Chris's bandmates make some comment about how the two of you were "sappy as shit".

As you sat there with your laptop, a smile slowly made its way onto your face. He might be more than a thousand miles away right now, but you knew without a doubt that Chris was missing you just as much as you were missing him, and he'd be home before you knew it, just as he had always done...

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Rainy Day - Ricky Smut/Fluff

AN: I tried something very different than what I usually do in this fic, trying to focus more on the underlaying emotions than dialogue/what happens in the fic. And it turned out to be the piece I am most proud of. I love this and how it turned out, and hopefully all my Ricky girlies feel the same way. @motionlessindoubt requested a rainstorm Ricky smut and this is where my mind went!

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You watch out the window as the rain falls, you truthfully love thunderstorms, they are perfect thinking weather.  The problem with that is you can’t currently make your mind shut off, and you are struggling a lot with the self doubt that is running through your head right now.  The man you are in love with is laying next to you in bed asleep, but the problem with that is that he isn’t in love with you.  

The two of you are in a situationship, enjoying the physical side when it benefits the two of you.  Him swearing off relationships as a whole after the one he thought was for him left about a year ago.  At first the friends with benefits thing was enough for you, but it has slowly turned towards more for you.

When you asked him over tonight you actually intended for that to be the end of whatever this is, because emotionally you can’t handle acting like it means nothing anymore when it means the world to you at this point.  The two of you had agreed that if either of you started to get feelings for the other that you would end things.

You don’t realize that he has woken up until you feel a hand brush against your hair, making you turn to look at him. He smiles warmly at you, able to tell that your mind is running and something isn’t right, but he isn’t sure what has changed in the last few hours.

“What’s bothering you?” he asks you softly, his eyes searching your face hoping for a truthful answer. 

“Rick, I-I can’t pretend that this means nothing to me anymore,” you say softly, not realizing that warm tears are falling down your cheeks as you turn away from him, not wanting him to see. “We can’t do this anymore, you have grown to mean way too much to me and I just can’t do this anymore.”

You let out a soft sigh, moving to wipe your own tears away as you now watch the lightning and rain fall outside of your window, focusing on the sounds of the rain over your own thoughts that are yelling at you, telling you that you are an idiot.  That if this is the most you can get from him that you should accept that, it is better than nothing.

“Look at me y/n, please.” you can feel him pull on your arm, wanting you to turn back towards him but you can’t.  

You just shake your head, not wanting to have to see him as you know that his words are going to rip your heart out.  You don’t want him to have to see your face when he does that, not wanting him to have to feel guilt over that.  The two of you agreed to tell the other if things changed because you wanted no strings and you broke that promise.  You continued for far too long after realizing that you developed feelings for him and now you have to face the consequences of keeping that a secret.

“Fine, I can say this without you watching me but I can’t just ignore it and not say anything.  You think things haven’t changed for me either? We have started spending time together, laying with each other like a couple.  We have been spending a lot of time together just watching movies, having dinner together.  We may not have acknowledged that things are different but they are, you think that doesn’t scare me too? That I am not terrified of the fact that I said no strings attached and am absolutely in love with you now?” 

You can’t help the gasp that escapes with you hearing his confession, that you did not expect to come out of his mouth.  You expected a harsh rejection, him to say that he wanted nothing to do with you anymore now that you have feelings for him. 

You slowly turn so that you can face him, searching his face for the lie, but all you can find is genuine emotion written across his face. He reaches out, brushing a couple more of your stray tears from your cheeks with the lightest touch he has probably ever given you.

“You know, they say that rain washes things away right? That it washes things away and helps grow positives? Maybe we need to let it wash away what we used to be and let this new thing grow between us.  If you can trust and accept that what I just said is true,” he says softly, ghosting a kiss against your forehead. 

“Rick, I,” you can’t find the words you need to speak. “I, you love me? You aren’t just fucking with me right now?” 

“I wouldn’t joke about this y/n, I didn’t think I would feel this way about anyone again when she broke my heart, so it has taken me a while to accept what I am feeling for you.  But I do, and I want to explore this with you, if you will let me,” he says softly, cupping your cheek so that he can urge you to meet his eyes.

“I have been panicking about the fact I have fallen in love with you for a few months and you drop this on me? I love you too Rick, I’m sorry because we said we wouldn’t but I do.  I don’t feel bad about it either,” you say softly, hoping that he understands just how willing you are to do this with him.

He shifts closer to you, brushing a soft kiss against your lips, both of you pouring all of your emotions into your kiss, getting all these new emotions out towards one another.  Neither of you pressure each other, taking your time to softly enjoy each other's embrace.

Slowly one of his hands works its way under the hem of your shirt, leaving light touches on your stomach before it makes its way up towards your chest, teasing your nipple gently.  Rolling it between his fingers until it becomes a stiff peak before moving on towards the other one, wanting to slowly bring you back in the mood. To show you just how much he loves and enjoys your body, to pour all these new emotions into each other.

You shift, moving your hips against his, both of you slowly starting to grind on each other as you shamelessly make out with each other like a couple of needy highschoolers.

He shifts slightly so that you are now underneath him, moving his lips so they settle on the soft skin of your throat.  Leaving soft kisses before he settles in your sweet spot, the one he knows gets you going but that you have never let him mark before.

“Please, just this once.  Let me leave my mark, show everyone that you are mine,” he whispers softly in your ear. You shift at his words, knowing that you will enjoy it if you let him  And would having to leave your hair down for a few days at work be that bad? 

You nod, letting out a sigh when you feel his smile against your skin before his lips settle against your neck again, this time nipping and sucking at your sweet spot.  Him growing even more hard as he hears your breathing change, the little whimpers that fall out of your lips without you being aware of it.  And each time you shift your hips they rub against him, another bonus of him working you up like this. He lets out a sigh, pulling away and looking at the darkening mark that now graces the juncture of where your shoulder and neck meet.

You shift again, moving so that you are side by side so that you can reach down between the two of you, taking his hardened length in your hand so that you can gently stroke him, give him a little pleasure like he has given you already, wanting to get him fully hard for you.

His lips find yours again, pulling you into another heated and needy kiss as you continue to work him with your hand until his rests over yours, stopping you.

“I want you to ride me baby, please?” he asks you softly, moving to slip his shirt off of you that you had put on earlier after you two fucked the first time for the evening.  His hands settle on your hips as he rolls the two of you over, pulling you on top of him this time.

You slowly move so that you are straddling his hips, slowly easing yourself down on top of him as you both let out a sigh.  Suddenly feeling closer to him than you ever have before as you rock your hips on his, slowly, in no hurry to finish this out. His hands leave your hips, slowly sliding up your torso to settle on your breasts, kneading them before they start to tweak your nipples, making them hard under his hands. 

You let out a sigh, the feeling of his hands on you as he slowly slides in and out of you sends shivers down your spine, somehow more pleasurable than usual despite it being so much slower than either of you are used to.  You move, getting a little more needy as you lean down to capture his lips in a kiss again.

This is something else that is new for the two of you as well, the two of you have avoided kissing each other too much while you have sex to avoid bringing emotions and intimacy into the act.  So this simple act brings so much more to what the two of you are doing that you are used to.  His lips move against yours needy, searching for something, and you can only hope that you are providing what he needs.

His hands settle on your hips again, this time stopping you as he flips your position, now he is over the top of you.  Looking down at you with such a gentle gaze that you almost don’t recognize the look in his eyes.

As he begins to thrust inside of you, rougher than what you were doing with him he reaches down between the two of you so that he can rub your clit.  You have gotten him so close that he needs you to fucking cum, not wanting to finish without you.

“Fuck, you feel so good wrapped around me.  Like you were fucking made for me,” he groans out as he continues to bring you closer and closer to the edge. “Please, baby cum for me.”

You let go just like he asked, your orgasm hitting you harder than it normally does as you fall over the edge.  Instinctively holding him close to you as you do, him giving a few more thrusts before he falls over it with you. Finishing inside of you with a couple final movements before he stills, neither of you saying a word.

You still have your arms wrapped around him, now pulling his slightly panting form down to you so that you can leave a few more soft kisses on his lips, not wanting the emotions you currently feel to go away.  Scared that if you let him move that things will go back to how they were before, that he will say it was a mistake and he didn’t mean to say what he did to you.

He shifts, moving off of you so that he can pull you close to him.  Able to tell that right now you need the reassurance that things are how they are supposed to be between the two of you. 

“You’re overthinking again,” he says softly with a chuckle. “I can tell.”

“Sorry, I just didn’t expect things to go this well when I said that things have changed.  Now I don’t know what to think,” you admit softly, nuzzling your face in his neck as you curl up beside him, listening to the rain and thunder in the background.

“Don’t think, yes they have changed but in a positive way… what do you say that when this storm lets up tomorrow morning we go out on our first actual date, I think we have a lot to learn about each other considering we skipped that stage,” he says softly, leaving teasing ticklish touches along your sides.  He hopes that the tickles will make you smile, a smile forming on his own lips when it works.

“That sounds nice… Can we cuddle and listen to the rain for now though?” You ask softly, happy when he agrees.  You turn so that you can face the window again, so you can watch the rainfall and the lightning again.  This time with a pair of warm arms wrapping around you, pulling you into his chest.

The rain washes away your doubts about whether this could work or not, washing away your anxieties and insecurities.  It washes away so much… but all for a good reason. 

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Thunderstorm

The thunder once again shook the building, the windows vibrating in their panes, the lightning illuminating the entire room, visible even through the blankets pulled up over your head.

Just as you started to relax, the rain on the window just beginning to lull you into sleep, another massive roll of thunder shook through the apartment, urging you to your feet. There was no way you would fall asleep like this. You pulled your blanket around your shoulders, padding out into the hall, the hardwood cold on your bare feet, making you pull your blanket closer around you.

You found what you were hoping for halfway down the hall, Vinny’s door left half open, an invitation for you or Ricky to come crawl into bed with him, should you want to; Vinny was always open to cuddles. You sighed as your cold toes met the soft carpet of his room, easily finding your way to the edge of the bed even in the darkness between the lightning lighting up the room. A loud crash of thunder startled you at the edge of the bed, making you squeak out in surprise, causing Vinny to stir on the bed, looking up at you huddled up in your blanket looking like you wanted to disappear.

He reached out for you and guided you into the bed with him, your blanket falling on the floor where you had been standing as you slid under the covers with him, your head resting on his chest as he runs a hand through your hair, the other coming up to hold the hand resting on his shoulder, bringing it to his lips. He starts to hum a tune, a lullaby only half remembered, the vibration of it in his chest starting to soothe you into sleep, his heartbeat against your ear distracting you from the thunder outside the window.

Just as you were about to slip off into sleep, the door brushed open again, Ricky wandering over and crawling into the bed with the two of you, his chest pressed against your back as you lay on Vinny, his arm going over the both of you.

“I came to check on you when the storm woke me, but I see Vinny is already taking good care of you.” He leans over to press a kiss to your cheek, doing the same to Vinny before laying down and closing his eyes. You smile, the storm beginning to calm to the patter of drops on the window, and reach down for his hand, bringing it to rest with your’s and Vinny’s.

“I love you.” you whisper into the room, as you drift off, asleep before you can hear them return your sentiments, but knowing nonetheless.

[ch4p3lofbl00d]

Eternally Yours~Ricky Olson

Y/N Pov

I'm in the pantry, looking for pasta noodles. I'm making pasta for dinner; both me and Ricky have been craving it for weeks, but I finally went to the grocery store today to get what I needed to make the pasta.

I got the noodles, sauce, cheese, and meat. I think that's everything. I put the noodles in the pot, while the meat was cooking. I heard footsteps enter the kitchen, and warm, strong arms wrap around my waist, and a soft kiss getting planted on my head.

"Hey baby" I smiled, looking my husband, Ricky's voice. "Hi love" I looked up at him, and saw him smiling at me, softly. "What you making, love?"

I poured the sauce into the meat and stirred it around, and said "pasta" I smiled as Ricky started jumping up and down like a child on Christmas or some shit.

I felt his strong arms wrap around my small figure and hug me tighter than he ever has. I never thought he would be this happy about pasta, but here we are. "I didn't realize that you loved pasta that much" I laughed, and saw him shake his head and say "I love pasta, but I love you more, Mrs. Olson. You're eternally mine until we both rot in hell"

I blushed when he said that. Whenever he called me "Mrs. Olson" it made me feel butterflies and made me blush like crazy. Ricky has this effect on me. Whenever he's around or whenever I think about him, I immediately start having uncontrollably butterflies.

Even after being married for almost two years, it still happens and I can never control it. I guess his cuteness has control over me.

I heard him chuckle at my pink tinted cheeks. I felt his lips on me once again, but this time they were in my lips. I kissed him back, and smiled into the kiss.

We both backed away after a few seconds, and I continued on making dinner with some help from Ricky.

As I was mixing the noodles with the meat sauce, I started quietly singing 'Eternally Yours'. I was hoping that Ricky wouldn't hear because I'm insecure about my singing voice, but to my luck, he did hear.

His arms once again wrapped around my waist, and his beautiful, angelic voice, whispered "so tell me your secrets, join me in pieces. To rot in this garden made of stone. Eternally yours"

We spent the rest of the night, dancing and singing to Motionless in the kitchen. After we ate our plates of pasta, we laid down on the couch, cuddling each other, watching old interviews of Motionless.

I nuzzled my face into his neck, and slowly fell asleep, laying in his arms, feing safe. Before I fell asleep, I felt Ricky's lips kiss my head, and him quietly singing "I'm willing to rot in hell with you"

Thank you so much for reading! :3 🖤🥀

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Motionless in White One Shots/Preferences

Collection of Motionless in White One shots/preferences. Still on going and has 18 chapters so far!

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