Richie Sambora - Blog Posts

pictures of Richie because I just cried...

rockstar pics that are my mental support

Can we all just take a second and appreciate him

𝑺𝒖𝒅𝒔𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: the band goes to the seventh veil after a show, and a certain room catches richies eye. Richie wanders in curiously and gets a 𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒔𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: strip tease (sorta?), tell me if I missed any

𝑹𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒗

The smell of cheap perfume, desperation, and alcohol filled my senses as we entered the seventh veil. Men scattered over the place with nothing but lust filled eyes. Girls practically naked all over the place. Any man’s dream.

"Alright fellas" Dave yelled slapping me and Jonon our shoulders. "Let's get fuckin lucky tonight!" The boys whoop'd in the crowd, Tico and Dave going to the front stage.

Alec, Jon, and I going to the bar. "I thing we killed it, I've never heard that people scream for an encore" Alec laughed as we ordered our drinks.

"Yeah man, it was awesome" I said shaking my glass a little. We could hear Dave's voice in the background flirting up some chick with big tits. Tico just sat and watched the show on front of him.

"Dude you seem tense. Loosen up" Jon shook my shoulders a little. "I know you wanna get laid. Or at least you need to." Jon smirked looking behind him to David and Tico. "Let's go see them girls!" He pulled me to the front of the stage where the girls were dancing.

As I was watching the guys drool over the women, a certain sign caught my eye. ‘The Bubble Bath’ What the hell was that? “I’ll be right back” I mutter to the guys. I walked to the white neon sign scattered with bubbles. The walkway covered by beaded curtains made of silver beads and plastic bubbles. I moved half of the beaded curtains to enter the room.

The room was light blue, it had a stage with a pole in the middle of the room with a velvet couch in front of it, a hot tub in the back corner, and bubble machines in every corner except for the one with the hot tub. The room smelled much better than the outside, vanilla and brown sugar instead of liquor and arousal.

My eyes searched the room, when a soft voice brought me out of my thoughts. “Can I help you with something?” I jumped slightly at the sound before looking around.

I turned to see a beautiful woman in a baby blue silk robe, the matching piece of fabric tied tied into a bow in front around her waist, holding the robe closed. Her long h/c hair curly and teased, perfectly flowing over her shoulders. Her name tag spelled out “Bubbles”

Heat rose to my face “Oh uhm… I was just looking around” I said nervously rubbing the back of my neck. “Richie Sambora?” She smirked “I’m so honored” she places her hand on her heart, showing her painted nails.

I was in a trance from her soft and sexy voice. It's enough to make a man weak at the knees.

My hormones getting the best of me like a teenager. "You can, only if you want to sweetheart" I said winking giving back the same energy. "Well would you like a show superstar?" She asked.

Who wouldn't want a show from her? She fucking gorgeous and nice. "Anything from you" she smirked with those beautiful lips.

"Well have a seat" she pointed to the couch before going to where the music was playing.

I watched as her hips swayed from side to side. I sat back and waited intently.

"Pick your poison" she said turning for me to answer. "Surprise me" I saw a mischievous smirk on her face before turning to the newest Def Leppard album. 'Pour Some Sugar On Me' ringing through my ears. She walked back over between the stage and the couch, right in front of me, she slowly pulled the string on her robe to undo the bow, letting the robe slide down her shoulders slowly, letting it fall to the ground. She wore a thin baby blue lingerie set.

She made her way to the pole swinging gently with her smooth leg wrapped neatly around it. Her moves were enough to make anyone move around in their seat. She stopped her dance and made her way towards me, our matching smirks.

She swayed her hips, tuning her hands all over her silky, smooth, body. Running down from her plump breasts to her smooth stomach. She struts towards me and straddles my lap. My hands rest on her thighs as she leans over and grabs the bubbly from the little table next to the couch. She takes the cork between her teeth and pulls it out, letting it fal out of her mouth. She tips her head back and pours it, not much making it into her mouth as it drips into the valley between her breasts. When her head tips back down she puts the bottle to my lips and tips it, the bubbly pouring into my mouth.

She sets the bubbly down when a tipsy Jon stumbles through the bead curtains. He chuckles “sorry for interrupting but we gotta go. The boys are drunk out of their minds and we have to leave before they try anything” he smiles charmingly and winks at bubbles before walking out. I huff and she smiles, getting up from my lap. She writes something down on a piece of paper and folds it, handing it to me.

“Maybe next time rockstar” she smiles, standing a little bit on her tippy toes to give me a kiss on the cheek. I walk out, taking a peek in the note. She wrote down her phone number. I put in in my back pocket, definitely going to use it later.

A/n: this is my first time writing smut so please give me some advice and sorry if it’s bad!

Welcome to my account!

I will be making rockstar imagines/smuts on here!

Here are my rules of my acc!

Who I write for:

Jon Bon Jovi

Richie Sambora

Axl Rose

Slash

Izzy Stradlin

Duff Mckagan (😻😻)

Steven Adler

Vince Neil

Nikki Sixx

Tommy Lee

James Hetfield

Kirk Hammett (😻😻😻)

Lars Ulrich

Cliff Burton (possibly)

Dave Mustaine

Peter Steele (😻😻)

Etc.

THE LOST BOYS:

David

Dwayne

Marko

Paul

Star (possible, most likely plantonic srry)

Micheal (probs not really but idk)

Sam (CUTIE)

Alan (😻😻😻)

No Edgar sorry I’m just not attracted to him at all 😭

Yes!

Smut

Fluff

Polyamorous

F! Reader

GN! Reader (gender neutral)

No!

Angst

M! Reader (sorry dudes 😕)

Abusive/toxic relationships

Inc*st

Sa/Rape

Non con

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𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤:

Has anyone listened to hallelujah cover Richie did? IT'S SO GOOD!!!!! he posted it on his twitter if anyone is interested 🎸💜☮️❤️‍🔥🎸

@hollywoodroses

So I was planning on starting writing the fan fiction on Thursday but I passed out at the gym ✌

@nenynra @nikkisixxsmissingpick @hollywoodroses @nenynrawrites

@born-to-lose @badmedicine88

@vancruejovi @duffslut

@unknownperson246

Help me🎸💜🎸💜🎸

RICHIE MY HUSBAND! no but seriously Can talk about how amazing this is!!!!!

Made this for a friend

How is it possible for a man to be this perfect 😭😭😭😭😭

They've been apart for too long.

And I say that's enough [redacted].

By the way, if the real life J&R situation pains you, reading this story will most likely soothe your soul. ♡

Illustration for the fic "Thank you, goodnight!" by @bnejovi, particularly The Hug™ scene from chapter six. ♡♡♡

I’ve been sitting on this one for a while, waiting for the right moment to post it (even I don’t know what I was waiting for).

Regardless, have this Richie study. If I can find the original photo I will link it here.

Reverent shading to show my love

We must protect them at all costs. ♡

We used to swim the same moonlight waters

Oceans away from the wakeful day

The meaning of mentioned Tarot Arcana:

I envisioned this thing a year and a half ago, when I only started getting acquainted with the band and The Ship. Now I think Jon also gives off some serious Emperor vibes (and as a necessary counterbalance to The Emperor comes The Fool, who among other things represents freedom). But now... now I'm not doing angst. I'm here for some celestial sweetness. For some astral romance if you will (not the second Nightwish reference in one post).

Ah dear friend I remember the night

The moon and the dreams we shared

Edits are mine, the quote is from "Beauty and the Beast" by Nightwish.

Made this to end the year meaningfully, for not only is that fun, but it's also a manifestation. Bonbora is alive. ♡

Plus totally unrelated XD but I wanna share this wonderful vintage quote I found:

They [fairies] live in nests on the tops of trees; and the mauve ones are boys and the white ones are girls, and the blue ones are just little sillies who are not sure what they are. ♡♡♡

J.M. Barrie "Peter Pan"

Red, red rose... brought it home to you

Blood-red rose tells me that you're true

Red, red rose, blood-red rose

Like a fire inside that grows... blood-red rose

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Fathers, please. ♡

[the video, soft and beautiful, that I used for references, is "Bon Jovi | Diamond Ring | Rare Pro Shot | London 2010" by hAnD90]

Richie Sambora in a historic AU as an inn owner by day and rogue chieftain by night.

Key words: late XVIIIth century, 1780s (yes, 80s again, are we even surprised), marquis de Sade, treasure hunters | rogues | pirates, pirate ship.

There's another miniature portrait - like this one on the wall, but featuring the owner. It belongs to the person with fluffy blonde hair. The two of them got these portraits done in their youth, and exchanged them to be able to look at each other even if distance separates them.

The concept in more detail:

These two have faced a new, unfamiliar feeling. Sometimes it scares them, and the world being cold, unjust and dangerous doesn't help.

But they have their bond, they're each other's safe space and quiet harbor, and when they're locked in tight embrace the darkness out there seems to fade.

Illustration for the fic "Damned" by lyndysambora, the beginning of chapter five.

Heartwarming moments.

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I just... I love them.

I've decided I want to immortalize that one piece of 2006's show in Stuttgart - soft blue tinted, glorious and... alluring. With a little J&R moment because it's too darn cute to miss.

Understand how you want. I only know what I see here, and what I see is the spark.

This is how it would be if I was an OFC in a self-insert fanfic about my beloved rock band with time travelling to their early years.

80s... Imposed toxic masculinity - sometimes it met some resistance, but much more often it was given up to or just embraced to the fullest. Queer rocker boys forced by their money-hungry management, record labels and rock/metal environment in general to act mAnLiER and to suppress their true self. Despite of delightfully androgynous appearances of 80s bands, when it came to their views, values and everyday life decent part of them were toxicly masculine, sexist, misogynistic and/or homophobic.

What a time to live in (I really love this era aesthetically very much though). And what a time for me to interfere at last with my determined, believing and loving slasher soul.

Jon Bon Jovi and Richie Sambora in their previous incarnations as duet of bards in medieval Europe (I'm thinking Italy). So I guess you can say they're still in the 80s, but it's 1480s.

Here I imagine them being kind of travelling musicians - in this particular scene they're performing on a medieval fair, connected to some seasonal festivity; and there always are other places for them to play at, as well as to meet their fellow musicians. I'd say they're doing great.

Aside of aesthetic there's another reason why I chose middle ages as a setting. Sometimes I learn things that make me think we, our society, our rules and laws and those cishet men of power who write them, are still mentally living in some clone of the ancient world. This feeling haunts me, and it's my healthy way to express it, apparently.

I love the result, and I love being inspired again after such a long period of emptiness. Great thanks to fandom for making me feel alive.

announcement!

hello everyone, ^^. im going for another hiatus since im gonna be pretty busy next week (and probably the week after that)

im going back to school AGAIN so i need to focus on that.. 🙏

heres a goodbye pic! ill see you guys when i come back ^__^

i broke the posting streak

so double upload 💔

We must protect them at all costs. ♡