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Wonderful Part Of The Mess


*No Warning*

Motionless In White/(Y/N) Fluff (Requested)

Inspired By: Flaws, Bastille

I was hanging out with the band. The new album we worked so hard on just released and we decided to have a nice relaxation day at the studio. Gorey movies, fatty foods, comfy clothes, the works! I loved getting the guys to chill out since they’re always high strung.

I wore my typical, everyday long sleeved sweater and sweatpants to work despite the harsh California heat. Being all cozy and fluffy is boss…that and it hides me from society so I won’t be judged. I don’t know how the boys do it…at least they get paid a lot.

"(Y/N), we need to talk." Chris sat, elongated on the couch. Everyone was watching a movie and Chris looked like he wanted to talk for the longest time, this was expected.

"Yes?" I looked at him without emotion, if anything I looked slightly annoyed, and a mouthful of food in my mouth.

"We’ve all been concerned for your health and we want you to know it’s okay and we’re here if you want to talk to anyone." Chris leaned forward, resting his hands on his knees. Ricky nodded next to him.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I gave them all a concerned look.

"You and your clothes." Ghost pointed at me head to foot as I rested my legs over top of his, sprawled on the couch.

"My fashion sense offends you?" I nearly snorted food out of my nose. 

"N-no." Josh mumbled. They all looked genuinely confused.

"Then what are you talking about?" I shrugged.

"Don’t you…" Ryan trailed off, looking away from me as if I was going to be offended.

"Oh…oh no…oh hell no." I sat up, getting up, crumbs falling to the floor. "You’re wondering why I dress like this?" They all nodded out of sync.

I crunched my face up in to a pout and let my sweatpants fall to the floor. My tattoos were revealed, crawling up my legs. I struggled out of my sweater and was only in a bra as the rest of them strewn out all over my chest and arms were revealed. Chris’ jaw dropped and everyone else’s eyes nearly popped out of their heads.

"What a bitch!" Chris smiled out of surprise. (GIF Image) Ricky cracked up with laughter.

"Happy now?" I giggled. "You’ve managed to get me naked."

"Very happy." Chris looked satisfied as he admired my body, lying back on the couch again. I rolled my eyes and picked up my clothes.

"You know, you have nothing to be ashamed about. Fuck other people’s opinions." Josh shrugged.

"I guess." I mumbled, blushing after being naked in front of five boys. Maybe he was right…they were all right. Fuck ‘em.

a two week hiatus is upon us (honestly who cares about baseball) so we have some time to catch up on requests. we’re gonna try to get the ones from season three done first, but we’re open to doing anything! just know that since we’re both in college we’re sometimes limited with time and your request could be put off for a bit, but we aren’t ignoring it! we shall return with new content on 11/4 with late, actually.

You Don't Want To Be Alone, Part One


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Ricky Olson/Devin Sola/(Y/N) Fan Fiction (Requested)

Inspired By: What You Know, Two Door Cinema Club

"I don’t know why you don’t believe me." Chris shook his head at me.

I felt like I was at an intervention. Chris sat me down to have a ‘serious talk’ and it ended up just being the thousandth time everyone’s told me that ‘Ricky and Devin love me’ and how the ‘abuse each other about it’.

"Yeah right." I rolled my eyes. "They’re successful, famous, can get what they want…like you…and I’m just a lowly tour manager!" I shouted at Chris. It was my same excuse every time.

"Whatever, (Y/N). One day there’ll be a big explosion." Chris shrugged, leaving the bus. The others were out and about doing God knows what.

A little after Chris left I started to hear shouting approaching the bus and my name sworn a couple of times. The door busted open and I saw Ricky and Devin with scowls on their faces that quickly changed to happiness when they saw me.

"Something wrong?" I hesitantly asked. They looked at each other and started blushing, anger returning.

"You have a decision." Devin crossed his arms. 

"If you had to pick, which one of us would you go out with…me or this primadonna?" Ricky thumb pointed at Devin. He pouted at Ricky.

"Why?" I squinted my eyes.

"We both fucking like you, been fighting for ages. You’re just oblivious." Devin sighed sadly.

"Whoa, okay, slow down." I shook my head.

"You’ve got to pick." Ricky shook his head.

"Pressure." I stood up, holding my temples and left the bus. I did not want to pick. I loved them both, never like that yet, but that could easily be changed. They were both so…you know…

"Chris!" I shouted, seeing him smoking next to another bus with the other band members. 

"Yeah?" He had a smirk on his face. It was the ‘I told you so’ face. 

"You were right." I said breathlessly from running. I looked behind me to see Devin and Ricky walking towards us. "They want me to pick and I’m not ready." I felt crying coming on.

"(Y/N), calm down." Chris smiled at me.

"You can take your time. They’re just…immature." Josh shrugged.

"You don’t have to pick either." Ryan looked angrily at Josh.

"What should I do?" I furrowed my brow.

"Think long and hard…take your time…then tell one of them. They’re tough, they can take rejection." Chris smiled at me. I felt slightly better.

"(Y/N)?" Ricky tapped my shoulder. They were both standing behind me.

"Let’s go back to the bus. I’ve got some thinking to do." I motioned to both of them. They nodded out of sync.

Back on the bus, I thought long and hard. Ricky was examining his elbow and Devin had his arms crossed with attitude. (GIF Image) I wanted them both but their behavior is a great model as to why I shouldn’t indulge.

"I’ve made a decision." I looked at them. I hoped it was the right one.