Richardsamboramylove55 - Untitled

Am I the only one who is REALLY obsessing right now over 'Hot in herre' by Nelly..... Like I don't know why but it's so good! Especially when you doing squats 😂

Why is this so true😭🎸

THIS IS SO FUNNY WHAT THE HECK 😭😭😭😭😭 I'm gonna start saying this😭😭😭😭😭

recently when im tempted to say 'i'm gonna kill myself' i try to correct it into saying "im gonna walk into the river and become a trout" or some other form of that. this is my new thing

😭😭😭😭😭

This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years. 

If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life. 

when y/n does something so bad/embarrassing you have to facepalm and close your eyes for a minute

Thank you so much @nikkisixxsmissingpick for writing this amazing fanfic 💜💜💜🎸🎸

SWEET ANGEL

Warnings: none really, it's just very sweet.... And short this was a ask by @richardsamboramylove55

Richie was pissed, he didn't even know why, but he was very pissed. The man traced the cup mouthpiece with his pointer, his eyebrows were furrowed and a little pout on his lips.

Then a blonde head walks in the room, Richie looks with the corner of his eyes and sees Jon, his friend. He sits on the chair by Richie's side and tilts his head just like a confused puppy.

"What is it Jon?" Richie says quietly as if he doesn't wanna talk with one single person by now, but deep down he knows why he's so pissy.

He misses you.

"Dude.... You know the tour is almost over right?" Jon says with a little smile always the charming, huh? Richie thinks to himself.

"I..... I know.... And that's the problem..... It's not that I don't want to see her again after almost a year.... But I'm anxious"

Richie says in a whisper almost, looking down at his glass, his eyes suddenly start to get blurry as tears start to wheel up in them.

The man let's out a shaky breath as Jon rubs slow circles on his back, trying to comfort him somehow.

"I can tell you're anxious, you're shaking more than when you got up in stage for the first time..."

The blonde recalls the day smiling softly

"And even after that you performed amazingly.... And for that matter you might have a little surprise for the next show"

Richie looks at him like he's batshit crazy, one eyebrow raised and lips pressed in a fine line, but he just sighs and nods lightly.

NEXT WEEK

It was show day and one thing echoed in Richie's mind, the words of his friend Jon " you might have a little surprise". It felt like the longest five minutes of his life, his heart beated unsteadily inside his chest and it felt like he was gonna explode.

He grabbed his guitar and slowly made his way to the stage, his anxiety over the top and when he got up on the stage he saw her, the prettiest girl of his life, she looked just like an angel, her face delicate like porcelain and so sweet to look at, it was you. Relief came to him and he smiled softly waving at you, some groupies screamed thinking it was for them, but you knew the true, you knew it was for you, do you sent him a little kiss and his smile got wider, and then the show begin.

Richie was way calmer then before, knowing he has a sweet little angel taking care of him on the crowd.

Part 7!!!

Okay, are there any fanfic writers out their that also watch American chopper? Because I am in DESPERATE need of some ✨Rick petko✨ if their are you you please regularly ( I'm just kidding unless your not lol) feed my addiction.

I'll just leave this here, this is why we love you Jon.

So not only does Jon Bon Jovi feed the homeless as his side gig these days, he was a nice guy even as a high school freshman (i.e., the time in a boy’s life when he is least likely to be nice). 

Rock your Bon Jovi songs with a clean conscience. <3 

Tweet link: https://twitter.com/ClancyNeil/status/1214528158621413377

gif by @daryl-dixon-daydreams

Daryl: Ya got stabbed. D’ya remember anythin’?

Y/N: Only the ambulance ride to the hospital.

Daryl: The world ended. Ain’t no ambulances. I carried ya.

Y/N: But I heard a siren.

Daryl: Tha’ was Rick.

Rick: Sorry, I got nervous.