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johnny-coxville · 1 year

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How about a really cute johnny and female reader (she's johnnys girlfriend but she doesn't do any of the stunts) fic where they're playing with the Super Mighty Glue for the third film and one of the other guys sticks the reader and Johnny together and he's really cute with it and finds it hilarious?

Figured I might as well mix the two aspects of the asks ;P

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Johnny x fem!reader fluff

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Too Close!

The glue that rested inside the wooden drawer was saved for a rainy day. That day. Was today. Johnny opened the blinds in the bedroom, squinting at the bright sunlight. The rain beat down on the window, giving cool air through the cracks.

He turned his head to you, where you slept softly. He made his way back over to the bed and sat down. Scratching your head, and brushing the hair out of your face. You slowly woke up, greeted by a soft kiss from Johnny. You smiled and kissed his lips. Laying your head back down on the pillow. You stretched your arms and yawned.

“Time to get up sweetheart, heading to Bam’s. It’s raining so you’re being dragged along to watch a stunt. I swear it’s harmless.” He said rubbing your shoulder. You sighed. “Alright. But if you get hurt I’m not driving you to the hospital this time.” You muttered. Of course, this was a bluff you always got so scared when he’d do such a dangerous stunt.

You two got up and dressed. Johnny slipped into his blue and white long-sleeve. Looping the belt through his black jeans. Tying his signature skull and crutches Converse. You took one of his flannels, sporting a black t-shirt underneath. Leaving it unbuttoned. You never bothered putting on a raincoat.

Finishing with your shoes, he slipped his jacket on. Grabbing the hotel keycard and sliding it into his jacket pocket. Passing you the car keys, you both headed into the heavy rain. Driving through PA wasn’t your favorite thing, but at least it wasn’t California traffic.

Johnny chatted the entire way there. Finally pulling into Bam’s driveway, multiple cars had already been pulled up. You were honestly nervous. You really weren’t interested in whatever house-destroying antics they were going to get up to.

Johnny reassured you, their plans wouldn’t be putting themselves in danger. You simply rolled your eyes and got prepared to run through the rain. Entering Bam’s parents, you shook yourself dry. Being greeted by April as usual.

She led you to the kitchen where the entire gang sat. You knew this would be trouble. All sitting at the table, like rowdy little children. They greeted you and Johnny. Sat on the table were a few containers of super glue. You looked at it unsure, looking over to Johnny.

Kosick stood leaning against the kitchen counter, camera mounted on his arm. Along with a few of the other film crew, just relaxing, waiting for the action to start. You were giving quite an unsure look. What were they going to do? Glue their lips to each other's assholes? See how far they could run with glue stuck to their feet? It had to have been something extremely outlandish.

¨Don’t look too excited for this Cons.” Dave giggled. You smiled. He always called you Cons because he could never remember your actual name. Converse were the only shoes you and Johnny ever wore, so the name stuck. “Not really. I mean. It’s probably a lot better than most of the things you’ve done.” You said pulling a chair at the table.

Bam took the initiative and stood at the foot of the table. “I say Johnny and Cons do something together! She’s never in our stunts. There’s no way we could hurt her with some super glue.” Bam said pointing at you. April facepalmed. She loved you dearly, and always talked you out of a stunt, no matter how small and stupid it was.

You nodded your head. “What are your plans.” You said caving. What’s the worse that could happen? “Alright, so you’re going to want to take your shirt o-” Before Bam could even finish Johnny cut him off with a flat no. Tremaine in the corner gave a suggestion. “Wee-man and Preston first. Just to see how it works out.” He said pointing to the two guys who uncomfortably shuffled. Sighing Preston got out of his seat.

Wee-man follows behind and stands with his arms folded. Never really fond of actually having to do a stunt. “Shirt off. Both of you” Tremaine said stepping closer with his smaller camera equipment. “Fucking seriously?” Preston scoffed.

He discarded his shirt, annoyed, and stood waiting for the next move. Wee-man reluctantly removed his shirt and stood face-palming. “Wait wait wait, I wanna do the glue!” You shouted. Tremaine shrugged his shoulders. “Works with me.” He said giving the go for filming. Everyone began to shuffle into place. Getting out of their chairs. The camera began to roll.

“Hello, I’m Johnny Knoxville! And this isss Super Mighty Glue!” He said reading the name off the glue bottle. You stood with an excited smile. “Here we have two very willing and lovely participants.” He said presenting Preston and Wee-man, with incredibly annoyed faces. You snickered taking over the bit.

“Alright, Preston you’re on the bottom, and wee-man you’re on top.” You said helping Preston slide onto the counter. The guys were already hysterical. Once Preston was on the table, you lathered his stomach full of glue. It smelled awful but surely felt even more often to feel on the skin. Wee-man was assisted onto the table, Bam shoving him backward while he was trying to balance.

“Bam!” April screamed, hitting him in the shoulder. Wee-man’s ass now glued to Preston's stomach. “Hold on! Hold on! I got this.” Johnny said pulling out a stun gun. Before he could even take a few steps Wee-man started to scream and fight, painfully ripping himself off of Preston's stomach. Preston screamed in pain pushing himself off the table. Both men jumping around and screaming.

“Someone fucking lather up Knoxville. This shit hurts!” Wee-man screamed out. Johnny wanting to prove some kind of point, maybe that he was tough, laid on the table, pulling his shirt off. “Lather me up, baby!” He said rubbing his hands together.

You squeezed two different bottles of glue onto his chest, cringing at the glue glopping and running down him. You crossed around the counter cautiously not to be stuck to Johnny in some stupid way. Just as you were ready to put the glue down, Dunn hauled you up by your shirt. You couldn’t fight his grip, being picked up like some kind of toddler by their onesie. He pressed you directly against Johnny’s bare sticky body. Johnny found this hysterical, you definitely did not.

“No fucking way! Get me off of him!” You shout. Everyone laughing except April. Johnny was nearly in tears by this point laughing, carefully trying to slide off the table. Every time you tried to pull yourself off of him, he’d squeal in pain. Your t-shirt was basically infused into his skin. Your flannel awkwardly stuck to the sides of his body where glue had seeped down.

Aww’s and laughter were spread throughout the room. You rested an angry face on his shoulder as he held you against his chest. “She’s reaallyyy stuck to me, man!” Johnny said showing you off to the camera. Flopping his body around trying to detach you. “Definitely going to have to cut her off of me..” Johnny said scratching his head. Glue stuck to his fingers getting caught up in his hair.

Looking into the camera he cringed. Ripping his fingers out of his hair, he pulled hair straight from his scalp. “Yep. I’m done! Can someone just. Set my shirt on top of her hand so she can change..” Knoxville asked.

April let out a heavy sigh. “I’ve got it.” She said leaving the kitchen. Coming back with one of her t-shirts for you to wear. You kept trying to kick at his knees, nearly having Johnny buckle over a few times. Giggling each time you made a poor attempt. “I’m going to glue your beard to someone’s pubes Dunn. I fucking swear on it.” You said as April wrapped the shirt around your neck for you to use shortly.

He giggled in the corner shaking his head. Johnny carried you around the house, holding you close. You felt like a baby strapped to his dad’s chest. Once you were nearly in the bathroom you could hear the other guys hollering. Assuming one of them had continued the bit.

He closed the bathroom door and shuffled himself to the counter to grab the scissors. You let out a heavy sigh. He giggled to himself, making eye contact from time to time. “I swear I could kill him PJ” You said pulling yourself slightly back to let him cut through the fabric. Thankfully these weren’t “good clothes”. You’d be fuming.

Once he had gotten the shirt undone, he just tore the flannel off. You finally were let go, sitting on the bathroom counter. You stared at his now extremely patchy chest, covered almost entirely in your shirt. You shrugged, sliding your new shirt on.

“Pugs! Not Drugs!” Johnny read your shirt. “That’s fucking great.” He sighed trying to relax his laughter. April always provided the best shirts. Another one to the collection. Once you had managed to clean the shirt pieces off Johnny, you both walked out to the kitchen. Dunn’s beard glued completely to the side of Bam’s face.

Idiots.

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jackasswhre · 7 months

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Dating Bam Margera headcanons :)

let me just start this off by saying bam's the most loyal man to exist alright

like ain't no way that he's ever cheating on you

also a hill that i will die on is that you're the passenger princess

literally no matter what

late night drives with him blasting music

spoils you on your birthday, valentines day, christmas ect

he's totally the "i don't want to go to bed fighting type"

carving pumpkins as a date during halloween

speaking of halloween i feel like he would love scaring kids that are out trick or treating

never goes overboard with pranking you (and will get a bit pissed off if any of the other guys do)

extra cuddly if he's drunk

doesn't notice it and will 100% deny it but he squeezes your hand a bit tighter when he's nervous

loves seeing you in his clothes

covers the corners of tables if you're bending underneath them so you don't get hurt

can and will bodyslam you into anything soft whenever he feels like it

puts his hand in the back pocket of your jeans

if you ask nicely he'll turn his loud ass music down

disinfecting his brand (and any of his other wounds/cuts) because you know he won't do it himself

taking care of him when he's sick (and him being a pouty whiny bitch most of the time)

he gets jealous really easily

if needed he gets into bar fights for you (even if he's usually drunk himself)

if you're in jackass too (im guessing you are 'cause come on who wouldn't want to be) he writes crazy ass stunts for you

always makes sure that you don't get hurt during them tho

and if you ever did get hurt while doing a stunt he would be by your side the second it happens

if you don't know how to skate he 100% teaches you

and if you already know then he literally skates with you every chance he gets

you're definitely in viva la bam and also in most radio bam episodes

if you want to he will let you do his nails and makeup

definitely loves cuddling

ryan, dico, raab and rake are your bestfriends

they just come with bam (kinda like a buy one, get one free except its buy one, get four free (idfk lmao))

bro would literally melt if you baked him something

if you're ever wearing a short/tight skirt he stands behind you

rarely takes you out for expensive dates, it's usually just mcdonalds or something similar

this man loves you with his whole heart so please don't hurt him

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michelle-is-writing · 11 months

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Bathtub, Johnny Knoxville

Word Count: 1.1k~

Over the years, I’ve learned that Jackass comes with a lot of laughs as well as sore muscles and achy bones. Now, I don’t have to experience anything like this, thankfully, as Johnny has essentially banned me from ever doing the crazy stunts with the guys. He’s made it clear to me that he doesn’t want me to get hurt, but that’s coming from the same man who has done the infamous cup test more than once. Even when I somehow manage to get caught in the crossfire of their ridiculous yet hilarious stunts, he’s still very protective and takes care of me.

Of course, I do the same for him when he gets hurt; granted, his injuries are more severe than my occasional small skin grazes. Still, whatever he thinks will make him feel better, I do. Tonight, he suggested maybe a hot bath would help with his tender back. The guys had engaged in a paintball war for one of their stunts in their new movie, and Johnny managed to avoid every paintball in front of him. On the other hand, his back is littered with purple circles with pink and red splotches surrounding those bruises as well as cuts from the harsh impact of the many paintballs. As soon as he showed me his back after finishing the skit, I knew just how bad his back was going to bruise after a while.

With warm water surrounding us, Johnny lies back against me in the tub as he lets relaxation take over him. It’s so calm in here you could almost fall asleep, but it’s never a good idea to do that in the tub. Johnny does that enough behind the wheel, which is something I absolutely hate, but at the same time, it’s also an excuse for me to join him up front and spend time with him.

“Babygirl, thank you for this,” he tells me, releasing a sigh afterward as he nuzzles his head further into my chest, getting his hair wet in the process. He doesn’t care about this, of course, as he’s now comfortable, and with the way he’s closing his eyes, he is definitely going to fall asleep.

“Nuh-uh, Johnny, don’t fall asleep,” I tell him, guiding my hand through his damp raven locks. This action gets his attention, but he doesn’t open his eyes. “You can’t go to sleep in the tub, I won’t be able to get your ass out.”

He laughs at this, his eyes crinkling together before opening them to reveal his beautiful brown eyes to me, shining up at me with nothing but adoration. “I love you so much, honey,” he murmurs, his tone showing how heartfelt he’s being right now. These are the moments I crave, the moments where we’re joking one moment, and the next, we’re declaring our love for each other.

However, just before I get to respond to Johnny's words, a loud bang sounds throughout the bathroom as the door swings open, revealing Johnny’s friends as they laugh crazily. Immediately, I slide down further in the tub with my hands covering my chest as Johnny pushes his back against me with his arms covering my sides. He’s always protective over me, no matter what, even if that means revealing himself entirely at the same time.

“May I ask what the fuck you guys are doing here?!” Johnny exclaims while Bam and Dunn try to catch their breaths.

“Dude, we didn’t think (Y/n) was in here with you,” Bam admits to us, making me roll my eyes. Would it have been so hard for them to check beforehand? Then again, this is Bam and Dunn we’re talking about; they share a single brain cell as it is.

“Well, if you don’t mind, I’d like to get back to enjoying a bath with my wife,” Johnny says, his voice being blunt with each word. “So if you could all leave now…”

“Got room for one more?” Pontius’ infamous voice makes its way into the bathroom, making me reach my breaking point. With a groan, I grab the nearest shampoo bottle before throwing it at the boys, hitting Bam in the head before it bounces and hits Dunn. They all laugh at us, shortly leaving afterward while Johnny faces me and shakes his head. Not to mention the loud bang we heard was Dunn kicking the door in, meaning the hinge is now broken. So, as the guys left the doorway after realizing they couldn’t close the door, they all muttered a small “sorry” while failing to fight off their laughter.

“I’m sorry about them,” Johnny murmurs to me, closing his eyes as he shakes his head. I don’t know why he’s apologizing; these are our friends after all, but then again, Johnny is very protective of me. “I don’t know why the hell they’re like that, and I don’t know how the hell they got in, but baby, please-“

Before Johnny can say anymore, I gently grip his chin and tilt his head back to me so I can connect our lips. The action silences Johnny immediately as he kisses me back, ignoring the sounds of his friends still messing with each other in our home. Although, once he parts from me, he looks over at the bathroom door and groans, his previous moment of calmness now replaced by frustration.

“They knocked the damn door off its hinges,” he points the obvious out, making me sigh with him. The door wasn’t even locked since this is mine and Johnny’s house; we’ve never had to lock the doors. Again, because Bam and Dunn share a brain cell, they didn’t think of that beforehand.

“I’ll make them fix it,” I assure Johnny, leaning down to kiss his cheek. “But why don’t we go ahead and get out before they destroy the house? The water is getting kind of cold.”

Johnny lets out a short laugh at my suggestion before ultimately snuggling into me like before. “Just a few more minutes,” he murmurs, his eyes now closed as a tired sigh leaves his nose.

Knowing there’s no winning in this situation, I give in to Johnny and find myself relaxing back against the tub like before when the bathroom door could still close all the way. No wonder Johnny was stressed when he came home. Then again, I would be too if I came home to escape the incessant jokes and pranks at work, only for it to follow me here too.

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philipjohnclapp · 9 months

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could u do headcanons with steve-o dating reader who’s a pro skater and essentially just as gnarly as steve-o is?

love your fics btw!

Steve-O Dating Reader Headcanons

A/N: I hope this is what you wanted. No gender implied so take it as you will.

- He never would’ve thought that he would date someone just like him.

- He definitely boasts about you to the guys, and sometimes it pisses you off.

- Definitely met through Big Brother, and at first you hated his guts.

- You two have gone through so many drug binges together; and all have them have been a blast if you asked him.

- Steve-O wants to hold your hand EVERYWHERE, he’s always holding it regardless; even during stunts.

- During his rapping era he definitely wrote a rap song about you, and got you to do some rap in the backgrounds.

- Your rap was the only rap anyone found good in that whole album.

- That hurt Steve-Os ego, but you comforted him.

- When you get hurt in a stunt you usually brush it off and almost always are fine, but Steve-O gets really worried.

- He’s always there when you need him, he will drop everything and come over shit faced just to be there.

- You probably got sober first, and if not you two got sober together.

- Y’all are each others rock.

- Definitely trade burnt cds to each other.

- Steve-O and you do a lot of body shots of each other, and always involve you in his party tricks.

- You have a lot of party tricks of your own, if not more than Steve-O.

- You never fail to amaze him.

- You probably got famous first.

- Unlike Steve-O you manage your money, but sometimes you slip up and buy something outrageous.

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buttrocket24 · 2 years

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༺☆༻dating johnny knoxville as a 2000s movie star ༺☆༻

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knoxvilleforever · 2 years

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Dating Johnny Knoxville Headcanons

hi! this is my first post and some of the random thoughts i’ve been having about knoxville. i hope you enjoy them and feel free to send in requests!

loves to hold hands

will loosely grab your hand even if you’re in the middle of doing something just to remind you that he’s there

also to remind you he’d like some attention

becomes a literal puppy when he’s needy

accepts that you need time to finish whatever you’re doing but will sit next to you until you finish

sometimes isn’t so patient and you’ll end up with a head on your shoulder

and a pair of arms wrapped around your waist

he loves a forehead kiss

whether that’s giving or receiving

will do almost anything if it means he gets to make you laugh

and he loves that you do the same

you steal his sunglasses. ALL. THE. TIME.

definitely the guy that pretends to hit on you at a bar even if you’re already together

‘come here often, sweetheart?’

‘give it a rest, knoxville.’

will take you on a million dates

your favorites are the late night diners he takes you too

he makes you share a milkshake because he wants to be that cute couple

if you’re travelling with him whilst he’s filming he’ll always find the best hole in the wall places

and if you’re not travelling with him he’ll bring home little souvenirs that reminded him of you

definitely tries to kiss you with the irving prosthetics on

will hit on you as irving if you’re out on set with him

he’s so tall but definitely gives off the cuddliest vibes

this man will make himself as tiny as possible to fit in your arms

a sucker for when you stroke his hair

especially if he’s had a long day on set or he’s still feeling the effects of an injury

speaking of injuries you hate watching him get hurt

he brings you to set but you spend a lot of time hiding behind jeff if it’s too brutal to see

uses you to his advantage if he really wants to get out of one of jeff’s ideas

which isn’t often

but he knows you won’t fall for jeff’s sweet talking

if he’s hurt really bad he knows he’s in for it once he gets home

you’re equal parts mad and concerned whenever he comes home from something you didn’t think would be a good idea

KNOWS he’s in trouble if you use his full name

‘you know i worry when you come home like this, philip.’

‘… philip and i are both very sorry.’

you can’t deny him cuddles for long

but you’ll give him a bit of the silent treatment

which he HATES

cue the neediest boy who will flop his entire body on top of yours just to get a reaction out of you

‘i’m not moving until you love me again.’

‘i’ll always love you, you idiot.’

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partypontius · 2 years

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I'm here for a request ! I would totally love a Johnny Knoxville x reader, maybe an enemies to lovers trope, and you could make it based off of a song since you said that was your fav ! do whatever you please 💋

just like me - johnny knoxville x reader

thank you so much for requesting!! (i love ur username btw) :))) also, when i do song fics, i go off of the lyrics. i hope this doesn’t deter anyone from reading, but connecting the lyrics to the fic is what makes these my fave to write! i hope you enjoy!! <3 (also sorry it took so long. i had to find the PERFECT song, and i finally found this one!)

warnings: the undying feeling of teenage angst in grown adults, swearing, fluff, and i think that’s it!

***the italicized words are the song lyrics! :)

I played this game for you, I tried to win it too

Johnny Knoxville. Your co-star, your biggest competitor, the pain in your ass.

Even when the television series of the Jackass franchise began, it was like you two were at war with each other. One was always trying to outdo the other, and then the other would get angry. It was a constant cycle that never ended.

Filming the new Jackass movie only caused for this silent war to continue, and to get more brutal. Neither you nor Johnny enjoyed talking to each other, and the whole crew knew it. Sometimes, Jeff would purposefully be a dick and make you two perform stunts together. You hated it as much as Johnny did.

But all day long, this song kept playing through

Johnny was a fairly sweet person. His unmistakable southern etiquette would always shine through, and he was truthfully a good friend. Hell, he’s kept the same friend group since the 90’s, so he must be doing something right. However, there was just something about you. It’s almost as if he felt threatened by you. He knew that you were capable of what most people wouldn’t even dare to think of. You were ballsy, and he respected you for it, but there was always that feeling of envy.

You were also a very likable human being. You were pretty much friends with everyone, and you were very fun to be around. Everyone enjoyed your presence, and you were very easy to be friends with. However, just as Johnny felt about you, you felt threatened by him. It’s not that you wanted to be the leader of the group. It is mainly that you knew that he hated you, and you wanted to show him that you weren’t a pussy. You always wanted to prove that you were like the others, and you always felt that you had to do something more dangerous than necessary to prove that.

And I heard you say, “Here’s the line”

Inevitably, you came up with yet another dangerous stunt idea. You were to be shot out of a cannon, only to land in the middle of a big group of cacti. It mirrored one of his previous stunts, where he was shot from a cannon into a lake. You wanted to go farther, and you had every intention of doing so.

Yes, this was dangerous. Yes, you were probably going to get extremely hurt. You were being shot up in the air, and you were going to come down extremely quickly to a pile of cacti. It was going to cause damage. You didn’t care about any of that. You wanted to do something that was a step ahead of him. You were setting the bar high.

I just can’t keep these feet of mine from running just to see what they can find

You were dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, nothing to protect you from getting hurt. You were climbing the ladder to step into the large cannon. You kept looking down, realizing how high you would actually be. The image of the sandy desert around you was burning into your brain. Looking to your right, you see the cacti that you would be falling into in the distance.

You shake away the intrusive thoughts and continue to climb. If you stopped climbing, you realized you may not continue. You had come this far and you did not want to stop now.

You had reached the top, and all that was left to do was situate yourself inside and wait for disaster to happen. You weren’t entirely sure how this would go, but you knew that everyone’s jaws would drop. You had to put on a brave face, even when you didn’t feel so brave.

Don’t tell me I’ve got to be just like you

You could hear distant chatter from inside the cannon. You were unsure of what was being said, but all you knew is that you were minutes away from being dozens of feet in the air, hurdling quickly towards the painful landing below.

If you were being honest with yourself, you would admit that you were scared. You wondered if Johnny felt his bravery slipping away in moments like these. You wondered if he ever felt scared or if he felt like the space around him was closing.

In a time of pure fear, your mind went straight to Johnny. Why? You were unsure, but it brought you a sense of comfort to think that he may feel the same way that you did.

I can see it in your eyes, you wanna sing with me tonight

You felt the structure below you begin to heat up. You try to control your breathing in an attempt to calm yourself down. You could feel your hands shaking and your cheeks turning red. You wondered if he was looking forward to seeing you fall. You wondered what he was thinking when he looked at the cannon with you inside.

You put your hands into fists and tightened them. Your knuckles were practically white you were squeezing them so hard. In a matter of moments, you would be shot out of this narrow space at an intense speed. You were finally realizing what you had gotten yourself into, and you almost began to regret it.

I’m a little bit, a little bit off the wall

Suddenly, before you could let the feeling of regret overtake you, you were in the air. Your arms and legs going every direction, your eyes trying to fixate on where you were going. You were going so fast, you could barely see anything at all.

In the air, you felt weightless. For a few moments, you felt calm and like you were floating. In times like this, everything moved in slow motion. You could see everything as a blur, only in different blobs of color. Then began the fall downwards.

Your stomach dropped because you were moving towards the ground at such a high speed. The fear you had felt in the previous minutes came rushing back. You knew you were going to feel so much pain all at once, and you were trying to prepare yourself for it.

Seconds later, your body was covered in dirt, sand, and cactus thorns. The pain was not immediate. The adrenaline rushing through your veins provided you with a few seconds of peace before everything began to set in.

Call it what you need, ADHD for me

“Medic! Medic!” you heard one of the guys yell.

Other things you heard were “Oh my god, there’s blood”, “Dude, you’ve got bigger balls than me, that’s for sure”, or your personal favorite: “Fuck that. I’d like to keep my spine in tact.”

Truthfully, it’s a miracle you broke no bones. Just bone bruising. But you definitely had more issues on the outside.

The medics came rushing over, pulling you out of the mess you were in. They carefully placed you on a stretcher and put your neck in a brace, just as a precaution.

If you’re feeling what I’m feeling, maybe it’s time to say

They took you to the ambulance to have you examined. You had multiple cuts and bruises, some just a little too deep. The medics checked you for anything major, and to their surprise, there was nothing.

You did, however, receive more stitches than you could count. Even though you were not hurt bad enough to have broken your bones, everything hurt like pure hell.

Every movement you made was extremely painful, and you were unsure how you could hide it from everyone. Again, you didn’t want to seem like a pussy to anyone, especially Johnny.

You’re a little bit, you’re a little bit just like me

The medics released you, and you walked out of the back of the ambulance. You were not to do anything that would rip your stitches, and they advised you to lay low for a few days to allow yourself to heal. You listened to them, and walked away.

Chris, Steve, and Ehren walked up to you, exclaiming how badass that stunt was.

“Dude, that was so fucking cool!”

“Y/n, I respect everything you do. Hell yeah!”

Other praises made their way to you from the guys, and it made you feel good. You felt accomplished, and like everyone looked up to you in that moment. But one person still hadn’t said anything to you, and that person was Johnny. He was standing near Jeff, but had not even come over to make sure you were alright. It stung, but there was nothing you could do to make him talk to you.

You tell me I need peace of mind, so take these pills and stabilize

Unbeknownst to you, Johnny was worried about you. He may not have liked you too much, but that didn’t stop him from worrying. What you did had the potential to hurt you, and he was praying that it hadn’t.

He wanted to find you to be sure you were okay, but he had to film a stunt and was unable to find you in time. He walked towards Jeff and got ready to film while you watched him walk away in the distance.

He was the one person that you wanted to talk to, and watching him walk away stung. He didn’t say anything, and you had no idea why.

Just let it die and say goodbye to me

The praise for your stunt died down, and the boys went off to film or spend time in their trailers. You were left alone and the pain began to get worse. Every movement you made caused you pain and extreme discomfort. You made an attempt to get back to your trailer without making it too obvious that you were extremely uncomfortable. It was a poor attempt at that.

You got to your trailer and sat down behind it. You were tired, and decided to just stay there. Your body was aching, and you were in so much pain. You didn’t know whether to go back to the medics to get seen again, or whether to just stick it out and wait for the pain to subside on its own.

You won’t say you want to be just like me

You didn’t want to seem weak. You didn’t want the others to see you walking back to be seen again because of your pain. You knew that wouldn’t mind at all, they want you to be safe and to take care of yourself, but the voices in your head said to wait it out.

You didn’t want him to see. That little voice in your head kept telling you all of the things that he would say about you. Was any of that true? Most likely not. But that voice in your head didn’t care.

You weren’t going back, no matter how much you wanted to.

‘Cause maybe you won’t turn back, you won’t turn back again

The longer you sat there, the more pain set in. Tears welled up in your y/e/c eyes threatening to fall. You held them back as long as you could before one slipped and fell down your cheek.

After that, it was uncontrollable. The tears rolled down your cheeks one after another. You started quietly sobbing, placing your head in your hands. You let it all out, and quite frankly, that’s what you needed.

Oh, don’t tell me I’ve got to be just like you

This burst of emotion was not only linked back to the discomfort spreading through your body. Every small inconvenience, every bad thought, among everything else fell into your tears.

Your silent battle with Johnny slipped into your mind and caused you to cry harder. You truthfully wanted nothing more than to make a friendship. You wanted so badly to be friends with him, and you wanted him to feel the same way. You wanted something with him.

You wanted to not feel like you were at war with him.

I can see it in your eyes, you wanna sing with me tonight

These thoughts kept coming, and had no intention of stopping. You tried sobbing quietly to yourself, but you no longer cared who heard. No one would notice, as everyone was busy with filming.

Or so you thought.

Suddenly, you heard a voice say, “Hey, are you alright?”

You quickly turned your head and wiped your eyes. Your gaze met those chocolate brown eyes, and your heart dropped.

I’m a little bit, a little bit off the wall

“Yeah, I’m alright. Just a bit frazzled is all.” You tried mustering out a laugh. Needless to say, you were unsuccessful.

“Y/n, you don’t look alright.” He walked closer to you. “Do you need anything? Do you need me to get the medic?”

“No, I’m fine. Really.” You said, forcing a smile.

“Okay, then what’s up? Something’s gotta be making you cry like that.”

Call it what you need, ADHD for me

“Johnny, I know damn well you don’t want to hear about anything I have to say. Save yourself the trouble of asking.”

“Y/n, really. Talk to me.”

You looked at him, wondering why he was suddenly being so nice to you. Yes, it was nice but it was out of no where. He was never like this with you, not even in situations like these.

“Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?” You asked with a slight grimace.

If your feeling what I’m feeling, maybe it’s time to say

“Well, to be fair, you were crying. And you just got your shit rocked. I thought you might need something.”

“I appreciate the concern, but I’m fine,” you said coldly.

“Okay,” he said, sitting himself on the ground beside you. “Then if you don’t need anything, then tell me why you’re crying.”

At this point, you realized he wasn’t going to stop until you gave him an answer. You might as well say something so he will be satisfied.

You’re a little bit, you’re a little bit just like me

“You want me to be honest?” You asked him.

“Of course I do.” He said with a slight smile.

“It hurts. Everywhere. Like, I move and want to shoot myself in the foot.”

He laughed. “Alright, we’ll maybe I can do that for you,” he smiled.

“Of course you would say some shit like that, Knox.” You smiled at him.

Let’s take a little time just to daydream

“Well, at least I’ve got somethin’ to offer you.”

“Yeah,” you laughed. “Finally something other than that shitty attitude.”

He laughed again. “You think you’re real funny, huh?”

“Oh, hell yeah I do. Funniest out of the group, even you.” You laughed at yourself.

It was nice to have an actual conversation with each other rather than an argument. You knew he was a nice guy, and it was nice to finally be able to see it for yourself.

Slip from under the mainstream

“Hey, y/n, I know things between us have been a little shaky. I just wanted to say that I’m sorry. For everything,” he said, putting his hand on top of yours.

“If you want me to be even more honest, I’m so sorry for everything. I shouldn’t always try to outdo you. That shouldn’t be the goal, and I’ve been an asshole. I’m sorry.” You looked at him.

“I’ve always felt a bit nervous around you. I’ve always felt kinda intimidated, or threatened, I guess. You’re badass, and I felt like I was gonna get replaced.”

You realized what this duel had done to the both of you, and hated it. You both felt the same way. It was truly nothing more than a misunderstanding.

View of paradise, close your eyes, let your mind take flight

“Knox, I’m so sorry. I never meant to make you feel threatened. I know that you probably hate me for that, and you have every right to. I’m so sorry.”

“Y/n, I could never hate you. I mean, did I not like you for a while? Absolutely. But I got over that real quick. I had a little shit fit, then I realized how highly the guys talked about you. I wanted to be friends, I just didn’t think you wanted to be.” He squeezed your hand, and smiled.

“Who doesn’t wanna be friends with Johnny Knoxville?” You laughed. “Dude, even better, who doesn’t wanna fuck you and get married to you? You’ve got people everywhere in love with you, man. Take your pick at your friends.”

Maybe you’ll learn to fly singing with me

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He smiled and laughed. You looked at him, realizing his smile really was as bright as people had talked about.

All the hatred and all of the envy that you felt was melting away. You felt yourself growing to like him, and it was the best feeling that you had felt in a long time.

“I mean, that you have your pick of anyone you want. You could pick your friends and lovers if you wanted.” You laughed.

“I wouldn’t trade my friends in for the world. If I did have to pick though, I’d definitely add you to the mix. Maybe not as a friend, though,” he grinned and winked.

Don’t tell me I’ve got to be just like you

“I’m honored,” you laughed at him. “You’re such a flirt. Get out of here.” You smiled, and your cheeks turned a light shade of red. You playfully smacked his shoulder and laughed. You two were just messing around, but that didn’t stop those butterflies from coming.

“I think I’d rather sit right here,” he smiled at you. He squeezed your hand a bit tighter, and looked at you.

He hated to admit it, but he was happy. It was hard to realize that the both of you felt the same way towards each other, but neither of you had realized it.

Don’t tell me I’ve got to be just like you

“Well, it truly is an honor to be wanted by America’s hottest jackass,” he laughed while pointing at himself. That charisma had not failed to make your cheeks flush red thus far, and he wasn’t stopping any time soon.

“Oh, so you want me?” You raised an eyebrow and grinned. “You want all this sexiness right here?” You laughed and took both of your hands and moved them in a downward motion on either side of your body, as if you were showing yourself off.

“Shit, I made it too obvious,” he snapped his fingers and laughed. “You caught me!”

Oh, don’t tell me I’ve got to be just like you

“Is that so? You mean to tell me that you hated me, now you want me? Damn, Knox. Make up your mind,” you looked at him and laughed.

You were now unsure as to what he was feeling, as well as what you were feeling. You knew you wanted to be friends with him, but what if he wanted more? Your mind filled with questions concerning both his and your own feelings.

“Make up my mind, huh? Is that what you really want me to do?” He raised an eyebrow at you.

I can see it in your eyes, you wanna sing with me tonight

You fully expected him to get up and brush the previous conversation off like it had never happened. You expected him to joke around and say some snarky comment about being your friend.

But he stayed. Johnny looked in your eyes and said again, “Do you really want me to make up my mind?”

All you could do in that moment was nod your head. Your mouth wouldn’t say the words that you wanted to say. It’s like you were frozen, and you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything.

I’m a little bit, a little bit off the wall

Before you could process what happened, Johnny brought his hand up to your cheek and pressed a soft kiss against your lips.

He pulled away and looked at you, almost like he was waiting for you to say or do something.

“There’s my choice,” he said in his soft, raspy voice.

Call it what you need, ADHD for me

You sat there, wide eyes and not knowing what to do.

Fortunately, you had a quick sense of humor and pulled a snide comment out of nowhere.

“I’m still a better kisser than you, Knox.”

He looked at you and laughed. “You’re joking. Well, y/n, if that’s what you say then I’m going to need you to prove it.” He shrugged his shoulders.

If your feeling what I’m feeling, maybe it’s time to say

You, still being in pain, didn’t want to move any part of your body too quickly. You looked at Johnny and said, “Come here, then. I can’t move too far, I’m still in pain.”

He laughed and met his lips with yours once again. You were still in shock, but you felt nothing but happiness. Everything felt like it had happened so fast, but for some reason, it felt right.

You pulled away from him and all you could do was smile.

“Well, I wonder how all the guys will react if and when they figure this out,” he put his hand on his forehead and laughed.

You’re a little bit, you’re a little bit just like me

To your surprise, Steve-O saw the last kiss that you and Johnny shared. You didn’t realize he was there until you heard his unmistakable laugh.

He just looked at the both of you, watching your faces turn bright red. “What the fuck?!”

a/n: so as i was writing this, the spacing was like, rly fucked up. sorry if it looks like that for everyone. idk what’s going on with that :0 anyways! i hope you enjoyed, and i hope it’s what you hoped for! if anyone wants a request, feel free to request them! much love! -em :)

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babybammargera · 2 years

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Everyone hating bam 🤝 nobody sending in asks or interacting with me bc I still post and talk about him. Ouch

I do still write about the others dudes please I miss writing. 😭😭😭

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ilovejknoxville · 2 years

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Happy girlfriends day to the loml

#johnny knoxville #jackass #my girlfriend #he's so pretty #jackass x reader #jackass headcanons #jackass fic #johnny knoxville fanfic #jackass the movie

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riotcontrolmargera · 2 years

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good boy - bam margera drabble

𓆩♡𓆪 edging bam while he's wearing a skirt. nsfw obviously. gender neutral reader.

you had him sitting on his knees in front of you, his underwear lost quite sometime ago and his skirt flipped up around his waist. you sat behind him in front of a full length mirror, peering over his shoulder to watch his reflection as you stroked his cock in your hand.

sweat made his curls stick to his forehead, his thighs trembling as lewd noises of pleasure came from his lips. his breathing was heavy as he approached an orgasm. "please- please! im so close, so so close. please." soft begs came from lips, his eyes screwing shut as your hand slid to the base of his cock and held it with a firm grip, ruining yet another orgasm of his - it was the third time in your little session and you knew that he was close to breaking. you heard him grunt. "come on, come on-" he begged, bucking his hips forward.

"oh, quiet bam... it'll feel so much better if you wait, you know this." you muttered into his ear, your eyes staying on him in the mirror. he has never looked prettier, his cheeks flushed a natural pink colour and a thin layer of sweat gave him a subtle glow... and the sweet facial expressions he made. god. he nodded his head, a sheepish expression came across his face, "you're right, im sorry- im sorry." he mumbled.

and with that, you released the pressure of your grip and started stroking his length again, moving in the way that he liked most. you kept it up for a minute before you removed your hand and moved it up to his mouth, he reactively spat in it. "good boy." you hum, pleased that you didn't even have to instruct him.

you moved your hand back to his aching cock, spreading his saliva all around it, jerking him in that same motion as before. you watched as he trembled in pleasure, tears coming to his eyes before falling down his cheeks. "can... can you- ugh... do that thing, please?" he practically cried out.. "of course, since you asked so nicely, baby." you muse and slid your hand up to his tip.

your thumb circled around the highly sensitive swollen head, collecting some of the precum that was seeping out from it and spreading it around. his hips involuntary bucking into your hand, you pressed kisses to his shoulders and neck, sucking on the little spot behind his ear. you could hear gentle cries of pleasure come from his lips as you started jerking once again.

this time your hand moved much faster, with more determination to break him completely, your free hand coming over his mouth as he got louder and more vocal - there was people in the next room and you knew that he wouldn't want to be caught in a position like this. his eyes screwing shut as he reaches his orgasm, his cries of pleasure muffled by your hand. you watched as the cum shot partially on the mirror, the rest seeping down over your hand.

once the wave was over, you slowly removed your hand from his mouth - watching as he tried to catch his breath, choking slightly on the tears. his body occasionally twitching. your hand carefully removed itself from his cock, wiping the cum onto the pink skirt.

you wrapped your arms around his waist and held onto him as he calmed himself down. you worried that you went a little too far. "bam, are you okay, honey?" you asked him and he nodded his head quickly, his hands coming to rest over yours. "yeah- yeah... im okay, i- just need to stay here for a moment." he breathed.

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johnny-coxville · 1 year

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I was thinking maybe for a really smutty Johnny fic. The reader asks Johnny if he wants to try something new, she’s wants to see if he’ll cum inside her as they’ve never done that, Johnny gets super excited and super into it. With some dirty praise along the way and goofy excitement from knox ?

I'm sorry it's a bit short and not exactly on promt, but I'll gladly remaster it as soon as I'm free! Hope you enjoy it. :)

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At Last.

Johnny Knoxville x fem!reader nsfw

Time in bed with Johnny was never a bore. He always found something new to task you with. Position, praise, you name it. He made you feel good in everything he did. This time was entirely different.

You sat across from him at the wooden dinner table. A cute tablecloth laid across the table complimenting the decorations of your apartment. Johnny fiddled with the bottom of the cloth as he ate. Looking up at you every now and then to smile.

Once you were nearly finished with your plate, you paused. Taking a long gaze at him. He paused as well, his chewing put on hold. “What’s the matter?” He questioned with a mouthful of food. You grinned. “Nothing. I was just thinking about something.” You said twirling your fork around the plate.

He swallowed his food and cocked an eyebrow. “Anddd that iss?” He said with a side smile. You blushed with a small giggle. “Nothing!” You said teasing. Standing up from the table, emptying the rest of your leftover pasta into a pot. Heading to the sink to wash your dish. Johnny scooted out of his chair and followed.

He dropped his food into the pot and sat his plate on the counter. You ran the water for a moment, squirting the soap onto the sponge. Behind you, he wrapped his arms around your waist. Kissing your neck and exposed shoulders.

You leaned into his touch, scrubbing the plate in front of you. You pressed your ass out, pushing it against his crotch. “Is this what you wanted to tell me?” He said pressing himself closer. You shook your head. “Johnny.” You said softly. You purposely drew out the situation just for the thrill. “I want you to cum in me.” You said nearly silent.

His movements were still a second. “Wait… Really? He said with almost a giggle. Like a child being told they were allowed to have a puppy. “Yes, Johnny.” You said setting the cleaned plates on the drying rack and twisting the sink off.

Mere seconds passing, he spun you around. Shoving your back against the ledge of the sink. Dipping down to your face to kiss you. His hands gripping onto your waist. You kissed him back, bringing your hands up to caress your face.

You pulled back with a small. “Calm down killer. You’re hurting my back on the sink.” You said giggling. He chuckled and stepped back. Letting you adjust your back. “If I had known I would’ve worn my cute g-string!” Johnny joked.

You sneered. “I’ll pass on that one.” You said walking towards the bedroom. You could feel the excitement radiating off of him. He had been waiting for this moment for months. Johnny entered the room behind you, shutting the door. You turned towards him and backed away slowly.

Your legs hit the front of the bed. He approached, pulling the shirt off of your body. He smiled wide. A smile that was almost always plastered across his face. You reached out and pulled off his own. Revealing his toned chest. He backed away a couple feet.

“Let’s not waste time honey. I know exactly what I want, and went I want it. I want you. Now. Get those clothes off.” He said beginning to unbutton his pants. He sent shivers down your body. You did what he said, and wasted no time. Sliding down your jeans, and slipping down your underwear. Looking up, all that he was left in was his boxers.

He grabbed your waist, pulling you close to his warm body. Resting his forehead against your own. He was significantly taller than you, his head tilting down to you. He shifted his face and began to kiss you. Immediately entering your mouth with his tongue. You explored each other’s body’s like you always did.

Though the interactions were more aggressive- more- yearning. You couldn’t wait any longer. You tugged his boxers down, and he took this as an invitation to remove your shirt and bra. Both of you struggled to shimmy off your articles of clothing but now left skin to skin. The warmth of your body’s burning each other.

You two backed against the bed, hitting the edge. He smiled and gently laid you against the made sheets. Soft against your bare back. The smiles shared between you two were genuine, and full of anticipation. He inched his way on top of you finding a comfortable position.

You knew he would start out gentle, inevitably leaving you a sore mess. He clicked his tongue and grabbed a pillow from behind you. Making sure both your head and lower back was supported.

Kneeling down into you he traced his fingers around your curves. He slowly pushed himself inside. A brand new sensation you had never experienced before. Thankfully with the grown anticipation, you were unbelievably soaked. Making his entry smooth.

His mouth just barely agape as he fully entered. “Wow.” was all he could mutter. You snickered at the dorky look on his face. Though admittedly just feeling him inside of you, entirely bare, was enough to make you howl.

His arms caged around your sides as he was inches away from your face. His warm breath tickling your nose. He began to pump. A slow pace for a start, but he was never patient.

As he picked up on his pace, your eyes were locked with his. Trying your best not to change expression. Johnny pushed himself deep and hard. Grunting every now and then when he changed pace. “Does it feel good sweetie?’ He whispered, a smile still wide across his face.

You nodded your head in response, hoping for something more. Noticing your lack of expression, he pulled out of you. He took your left breast into his mouth, and your right was graced with his twiddling fingers. Switching breasts he sucked and licked you in contentment.

He pulled away from you, standing up. He grabbed at his aching cock, and gave it a pump. Biting down on his lip as he admired your body.

He reached a hand out for you to grab, not saying anything. Giving a confused look you took his help and stood off the bed. He let go of your hand and stepped away from the foot of the bed. “You’re really going to feel it now. Get on that bed and arch for Johnny.” He said stepping over to you, giving you a firm smack.

You couldn’t help but giggle, and by that point, Johnny completely lost his composure. Letting out a hardy laugh. “I can’t take this so seriously! But god you’re fucking sexy.” He said rubbing his hands together in a silly manner.

You rolled your eyes and made your way back onto the bed. You got down on your hands and knees and arched your back as far as it would give. Pressing your face into the pillow. “Thatt’s it.” He said pressing his knee’s into the bed.

As you felt the weight shift, the anticipation that was long growing in you was ready to burst. He grabbed at your waist and shifted you until you were lined up with him. He was a lot larger than you, making for easy access to his favorite parts of you. He pressed inside of you rubbing your sides.

Though this time he wasn’t going to be gentle, nor slow. He slammed in and out. Scraping his nails along your figure. Pressing his head against your side. He rocked your body into him as he kept his pace. You screamed in pleasure, soaking the pillow you rested your face on.

For the first time you had heard Johnny moaning and howling almost as loud as you. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for so fucking long.” He said grasping for your hanging breasts. Squeezing one with one hand, using the other to press bruises into your side.

"I've never felt you so soaked. You really wanted this huh? I bet you've wanted to feel my bare dick sooo fucking bad." He said with a strained laugh.

You grunted in response. Finding it hard to hang onto your breath. "I'm going to make sure you're fucking dripping with my cum baby." He said squeezing you harder.

Neither of you lasted very long. Screaming each other's names, almost drowning out the wet sounds of you both. As he nearly came to his edge, he bit into your shoulder. Making you cry out in painful pleasure.

“I’m going to fucking cum..” He grunted, pressing himself as deep as he could. As he hit your sweet spot, you thrashed in pleasure. Needing to be held still as you screamed. You could feel his hot cum filling you, a strong pressure making you feel even more full.

He didn’t stop until you were overfull. Pulling out you leaked cum. Your ass was covered in handprints, and your pussy was swollen. Though it was the most satisfaction you had ever felt. “I’m so glad I had been saving that. If I had any idea you were planning this I would’ve made it much more special.” Johnny said heading into the closet for a towel. “Rammed you harder than any bull that’s ever rammed me.” Johnny giggled. You sighed with a laugh. Relaxing your back, and laying on your stomach. Your body throbbed, but god. It was so worth it.

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jackasswhre · 7 months

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can you maybe do hcs of johnny, raab, or bam with a girl who’s insecure?

i did all 3 :) hope you like it!!

Johnny Knoxville, Raab Himself and Bam Margera dating a girl who's insecure :)

johnny knoxville

i feel like he would pick up on it right away

either he saw how you look at yourself in the mirror or noticed if you go quiet when he's talking to other women

he probably wouldn't bring it up the minute he realizes

instead he starts saying "i love you" more often

calls you gorgeous 24/7

and acts uninterested when women talk to him

just to see if it helps

and if it doesn't then he's probably gonna ask you about it

you're both sitting on the couch watching tv

and he has an arm around you

he starts off with "can i ask you something you something sweetheart?"

then he starts explaining what he has noticed and how he really wants to help you because you're the most beautiful girl he knows

if you start crying he will 100% hug you

for as long as you need

if you tell him why you're insecure then he will be so happy that you trust him enough and tries to help you with anything that he can

if you're not ready to tell him yet he understands and gives you all the time you need

he just doesn't want you to forget that he loves you more than anything

raab himself

now here's the thing

poor raab is so clueless

he would not notice a thing

either he would have to walk in on you crying or have april ask him why you're sad

he would be so confused if either of those things happened

if you're crying then he immedietly pulls you into his arms and starts asking what happened

if you tell him he would be so confused

why are you insecure when you're the most amazing person he knows

and he will tell you that

if april asks him why you seem sad then he'll be confused for a minute until she starts explaining what she has noticed

he would go sit in your guys' room and think about how to ask you about it

you walk in while he's thinking and ask him if everything's alright

he stands up and first of all hugs you

then he asks you about the things that april said

again same thing with the other one he would be so confused

but with both of those scenarios i feel like he would ask what he can do to help

and he will help in any way

but honestly no matter what explanation you give him he will still not understand how his beautiful, gorgeous, amazing, smart and talented girlfriend is insecure

he still tries to help you tho

bam margera

bam i think is somewhere between the two of them

he doesn't notice right away but he also isn't completely clueless

he will probably notice some things but he wouldn't automatically assume that you're insecure

once it finally clicked for him he was so worried about you

he finds you as soon as possible and talks to you about it the minute you two are alone

he will be so sweet and patient while you tell him

holding your hands and rubbing his thumbs over the knuckles

he does everything in his power to make you feel better

he already doesn't like it when female interviewers flirt with him especially when you're right next to him

so while they're talking/flirting he's whispering in your ear

usually it's something funny about the interviewer

like how her shoes dont match with her dress

or just something funny in general

please laugh at his joke lmao

it'll make the interviewer feel awkward

once you guys are done with that he immedietly asks if you're okay and tells you that he loves you

in general he says "i love you" a lot but he has started saying double the amount

he just doesn't want you to forget

he always has an arm around you

out in public and with friends

he's just so happy that he's dating you and he wants the whole world to know

if you start getting better please tell him

he's so so so proud of you

literally kisses your entire face

all smiley for the rest of the day

a/n: if you ever need somebody to talk to im always here and i want to help in any way i can ♡♡♡

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razorblade-kiss55 · 2 years

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Hollywood Misfits Ch.2

Hello !!

This is the second part to Hollywood misfits! I have a specific layout for this story in my head so I’m just tweaking everything! I hope the concept isn’t too weird, and you can enjoy reading as much as I did writing :) I would love feedback if you have any!!

Warnings : nothing too much here just the usual, smoking, language, longing stares from afar ya know

Word Count - 2.7k

It was a sunny morning which you were not too stoked about. The February chill had your teeth chattering all while also producing the brightest sky. You were crawling around the bottom chris’s truck, eyes squinted as you were digging around looking for your sunglasses.

“Ugh fuck!” You yelled as you accidentally amongst the searching, scooped up what looked like bikini bottoms.

“Heyy I was looking for those!” Chris said excitedly as was searching through the front seat. You just look at him as he has the same goofy smile plastered on his face he always does. You shake your head snickering slightly. “Found em.” He spoke up once more, holding up your lost frames.

You weren’t sure how they ended up in the front of the truck. Albeit you weren’t worried about the details, you were just glad you had them back. You placed them in your face happily. “Ha ha fuck you sky demon“ you yelled laughing as you held your middle finger to the sky for a brief moment.

“I like you” chris said as he let out a deep chuckle right before running off to god knows where.

You were all out in the middle of a random field. You had rode over with Chris and Steve-o again this morning. They had woke you early and told you everyone was leaving to start filming. You didn’t say much just groaned and rolled out of bed getting dressed quickly through your grogginess. Now here you were, the guys were currently setting up a wedgie contraption on a tree for someone. Not everyone had made it there yet, so the victim was still to be determined.

You just waited leaned against chris’s car smoking a cigarette. Earlier in the morning you had finally met the directors Jeff and Spike, they were really cool to your surprise. The more you met everyone the more you couldn’t help but get a little bit more excited about this project.

“You have fun last night?” You heard from behind startling you.

Turning around quickly you see Johnny standing behind you, smile pasted across his face.

“Oh Hey.” You said taking another long drag before continuing. “ Yeah, had a good time I think.” You furrowed your brows as you were realizing you didn’t remember much. “I hope I didn’t do anything embarrassing.”

He had an amused look on his face as he looked down kicking the dirt. “Not at all” was his only response, he was cut off short by an approaching vehicle. You couldn’t help but not believe him, but you didn’t feel like dragging it out of him now.

“Finally!” You heard Jeff yell from across the field.

You then saw Bam, Ryan, and two other guys climb out of the large car. Jeff was approaching now and he did not look pleased. “So nice of you to join us.” He said in a more serious tone.

“Sorry man we had to pick up the dudes.” Bam responded slightly chuckling gesturing to the two behind him. They waved awkwardly as Jeff scolded them and stormed away.

“Just don’t let it happen again!” Spike squeaked out after running to follow Jeff. Seemingly to go cool him down.

All the other guys were in a circle talking when they noticed they realized Bam and Ryan had arrived. They seemed to notice the other guys with them as they all ran over excitedly. “Look at these dumbasses.” Johnny says scoffing out a laugh as they approached.

“Knoxviiille!” the one shorter dirty blonde guy drawled out his name giving him a quick high five.

“Hey man.” The other said calmer as he gave Johnny a brief side hug.

You were just stood finishing off your cigarette, as you felt eyes on you. You looked up and noticed Bam staring at you as the other conversation went on. He had an unreadable expression on his face. You weren’t sure if that was on purpose, or if you were just immensely distracted by how blue his eyes were. You hadn’t noticed that in the dim hotel light the night before.

You smirked at him, looking down as your flicked your cigarette butt to the ground putting it out with your foot. You stepped closer to him now feeling a little bolder for some reason. “You gonna introduce me?” You ask looking up at him the most shit eating grin on your face.

He smiled back interrupting the now large group in front you. “Guys you gotta meet someone.” He said shoving through to get their attention towards you. “This is y/n”

They both immediately looked at you shocked, then looked back at each other then, back to you again.

“No way dude!” The one shorter boy said.

“How’d you idiots get her to agree to come here?” The taller dark headed one said looking around the guys as he just pointed at you. They all shrugged as you just laughed.

“Dude I’m like such a big fan.” The first guy says looking to you then back to his other friend. “You sing that one song…don’t let go, don’t let gooooo ohhhh.” They were now both serenading you together, out of tune. But you loved it none the less.

Bam was laughing as he somehow was now standing a lot closer to you. “This is Raab, and this is Dico.” He said draping his arm around you, pointing to the blonde then the other guy.

“Hi!” You said cheerfully, waving to the two boys. Instantly they swoon cheeks flushed, as they giggled like school girls.

“Alright boys don’t cream your jeans let’s get to work.” Jeff said clapping his hands together as he approached the group. “Raab you’re up!”

“Huh?” He said looking around utterly confused why he was already getting picked on.

“Bungee Wedgie timeee!” Ryan said grabbing both of his shoulders and dragging him over as we all followed.

You were stood all around this one large tree. Currently you were next to steve-o as you watched the scene in front of you. Raab and Rick one of the camera guys climbed up the tree, he slid his legs through the underwear tied to the bungee chord. He now sat perched on the tree branch taking a deep breath.

“I’m Raab Himself, and I’m a complete idiot.”

Before you can even think he’s flying to the ground as the chords snap, ripping the tighty whiteys off. Everyone cackled as his bare ass was just out in the air as he lied on the ground.

“Again!” Jeff shouted from further back behind everyone.

“Yeah, Yeah I’m goin!“ Raab yelled back as he retried his earlier position.

“I’m Raab Himself, and this is the Bungee Wedgie.” This time it went perfectly. Raab was bouncing around upside down in the air flopping around like a fish. Everyone doubled over laughing so hard you couldn’t breathe. You grabbed onto steve-os arm to see him suffering the same fate. Somehow you toppled over taking him with you. You fell straight on your back as he somehow landed right on top of you.

You were both still trying to contain your laughter as you stared at one another. You weren’t sure how long it was but next thing you knew Bam was grabbing him to get him up.

Bam seemed annoyed like he wasn’t just trying to help steve-o up out of the kindness of his heart. But you just dusted off your ass and ignored his brief glare to you and steve.

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The rest of the day had been a lot of fun. Everyone just acted like idiots, filming any random funny idea one of them had. At one point Jeff had pulled you aside, he slid a taser into your pocket and told you to go nuts. You obviously did not hesitate.

You zapped Johnny in the side first he chased you until you had to stop because you were laughing too hard. Once you were frozen he scooped you up spinning you around in circles with him. he set you down, quickly realizing his mistake. You were insanely dizzy bumping into each other, eventually you ended up on the ground. Lance bangs one of the camera guys was stood over the two of you laughing along.

This caused you to laugh even more of course.

After that you had to regain your balance, but you were back in the move quick. You hid behind Chris’s truck shocking anyone that even came close. You ended up getting Ehren like four times. You weren’t sure how he didn’t see you but it was like he forgot, every single time.

As the sun began to set everybody had decided to call it a day. “Anybody wanna go get food?” You heard Bam shout as you all made your ways towards the vehicles.

“Yeah I saw a diner on the way in.” Dave chimed in.

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You, and the majority of the guys had all decided to find the diner Dave had been talking about. Piling in less than discreet, you all plopped into the booths in the back right next to each other.

You slid in the red, torn, seat next to the large window. Bam slid in next to you quickly, as Johnny, and steve-o sat across the table. You looked up to them, smiling slightly before looking down to inspect the menu.

You were sat patiently after putting in your order. Johnny had been telling some story from jackass the tv show. You were completely enthralled, laughing as he retold the time he tried jumping the LA river… on roller skates. You noticed Bam put his arm around the back of the booth, you didn’t think much of it until you felt his arm slowly started to drape around your shoulders. This pulled you fully from the conversation, you realized it was only you and Johnny talking at this point anyways. You notice steve-o sat back like he was relaxed, but he had the most pissed off expression you had ever seen. He was just watching the two of you intently.

Bam however seemed completely unbothered as he just looked back at him. He then turned his attention back to Johnnys story. You weren’t sure if the tension was mutual but you didn’t want to get in the middle of it if it was. You looked to steve it front of you. Furrowing your brows you cocked your head, trying to silently ask what was wrong. His face softened a bit as he turned back to Johnny. You turned your attention back to Johnny as well, who was still explaining the logistics of the bit he had done years before.

The rest of evening was weird, steve-o seemed to calm after eating. "Maybe he was just hangry and didn't realize he was staring?" you thought.

In any case you all devoured your burgers and fries, or in your case chicken strips. You were shocked when you all just went back to your hotel rooms after eating dinner. Everyone seemed to be exhausted but you were expecting a non stop party from them.

However there you were, laying on your bed staring a the ceiling bored out of your mind. You decided to just leave your room and roam around the hotel a little adventure never hurt anyone. You checked the clock to see 11:30pm staring back at you before leaving. You decide to walk down the stairs alternatively to the elevator to kill some more time until sunrise.

You dug around your pockets making sure your key card was there. You ended up finding your pack of cigarettes too, so you figured you’d go have a smoke at least. You stepped out the large sliding doors after making it down to the lobby, starting to take one the sticks out of the box. You looked down, and out the corner of your eye something caught your attention.

Someone had left there skateboard leaned up against the brick wall. You stopped, dormat cigarette hanging out of your mouth. Looking every which way a few time to see if anyone was around you decided there was no one, so you picked it up.

You loved skating and you were so angry at yourself when realizing that you had left your most beloved skateboard at home. There was no harm in riding around for a minute or two right? You were gonna put it right back anyways. You lit the cigarette before dropping the skateboard hopping on.

You rode around for a little while, landing a clean trick every once in a while. Grinding on the edge of the small stair rail was the funnest part though, you hadn’t done that in a long time.

“I was looking for that.” You heard a graveling voice croak out causing you to jump as it caught you completely off guard.

“Shit steve sorry, I just saw it and was bored. I was gonna put it right back.” You said feeling a bit embarrassed, you weren’t sure how long he had been there. He just stood silent, arms crossed as he leaned against the brick where the board once was.

“Didn’t know you could skate.” Was his only response as you walked closer, skateboard in hand to return it to him.

“Oh” you said stopping right in front of him. “Yeah, yeah I have been since I was little” you said stuttering scratching the back of your neck. You weren’t sure why you were so nervous but you were it didn’t help that he was so fucking attractive to you.

But then again who on this cast wasn’t attractive. It seemed like a cute boy was everywhere you turned here. Not that you were complaining, it just.. complicated things. In your mind at least.

“Hm, well you’re pretty good.” He responded nodding as he held up his board, before turning on his heals heading for the entrance.

You furrowed your brows, completely confused by that conversation. He didn’t seem mad, but he wasn’t his usual goofy self. You wondered what could be going on in his head.

You paced around the front courtyard for a while longer. Overall just thinking about whether this was the best idea or not. Joining the crew had been fun, but it was only the second night. Could this have been a bad decision? After you sat for a while you noticed it had been a couple of hours. You decide it was probably best to try to get some rest. It wasn’t your usual style. To overthink things like this, you couldn’t figure out why you were now all of the sudden. Albeit you were, and it was not a feeling you wanted to get used to.

This morning you woke up a bit later. You hadn’t been woken up by anyone so you assumed it was alright. You lied in bed for a while groggily trying to wake up fully. After a little while you finally pull yourself from your bed. You took a shower getting ready for the day. Then you start to head downstairs to see if you can spot on of the guys to find out the plans for the day.

You walked out your door and headed down the hall. Suddenly a door swung open and Johnny stepped out. Instantly making eye contact with you his face crinkled as he flashed a big smile in your direction. “Morning sunshine” he said waiting for you to catch up to him.

“Morning” you grumbled out, the lack of sleep was really getting to you this week.

“Woah is somebody grumpy?” Johnny replied poking you in the side. You slapped his hand away pushing back your chuckle.

“No” you rolled your eyes

“You sure seem grumpy.” He said as the two of you approached the elevator. You stepped in after he gestured for you to enter first. He quickly slid in pressing the lobby button. His attention was back on you as he stood hands on his hips looking at you. He seemed like he wasn’t going to let it go.

“I didn’t sleep that’s all” You said throwing your hands in the air.

"Whatever you say doll." he replied that grin never leaving his face as he leaned against the wall of the elevator. You just rolled your eyes copying his action, leaning back.

"So ya like bowlin?" he questioned randomly

"Haven't been in a while."

"but i suppose so yeah." you continued

The elevator door dinged open, for you two to walk out.

"well good we're going bowling." he said once more as you walked out into the lobby. Everybody was already out there so you assumed they were waiting on you. Bowling should be drama free... right?

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Woah, a lot happened there. What’s with bam and steve-o’s weird vibes…? Hm strange anyways I hope you liked ittttt

Expect the cheese guys I love cliché tropes ok I’m sorry

Ok byeeee xoxo <33

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philipjohnclapp · 7 months

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Cheap cologne, even cheaper cigarettes, and Tennessee whiskey.

Goretober Day 2

Prompt: Strangulation/Choking

Word Count: 1317

A/N: This beats yesterdays, I hope y’all like it. It’s a bit rushed, but, you know. I’m also filling a request with this too- a win-win for me.

Drinking was always fun, especially when it was with Knoxville. Or just with Knoxville, when his eyes were just on Steve-O, and Steve-O alone. Away from the eyes of everybody else. This was the only time he could shut down his attention whore antics; well, not completely. Just for everyone else, but he always wanted Knoxville's attention. Whether that was requited or not, he fed off it like a tic on a dog.

It was another one of those times, one of his favorites. Just Knoxville in him locked in the bathroom of some frat house. The bathroom was trashed and Knoxville was leaning his back against one of the tiled walls. Steve-O was hovering in front of the sink, he had just done a line; well, Knoxville did too. And Knoxville watched him with an amused look as he watched through the mirror's reflection, watching the light blood trail from Steve-O's nose. Watching his nose scrunch up, as he wiped the blood with the pad of his thumb. Staying there for a moment before he had turned to face Knoxville.

“Fuckkk, dude.. that shits strong.”

Steve-O rasped, finding himself leaning his back against the brim of the sink, as if he could barely keep up and needed something to hold him. His hands ghosted the edge of the sink. Perhaps to hold onto it. Feeling like he was starting to lose all mobility in his waist down, his head all fuzzy from his mixed substances. He wished he could see Johnny's eyes right about now, and not just that taunting, amused, smirk.

“I got only the best for ya, doll.”

It wasn’t a complete lie. He didn't do blow often, but when he did, he REALLY did it. Plus, it felt like a time of celebration. Why not celebrate in a locked bathroom with a bony chick with the only feminine feature about him being his chicken legs, and maybe his Angelina Jolie lips. Otherwise he was about as masculine as they come, no chick has a dick, but Steve-O's barely counted anyways.

Steve-O started to wobble on over to Knoxville, tripping over his feet as he did. Knoxville grasping onto both of his arms, helping to keep him standing. Steve-O just looked at him with dazed eyes, and he laughed. Even though his cheeks tinted with a light shade of red, slightly embarrassed.

“Sorry, dude.. but fuck, thank you so much.”

He hummed, not even backing away from the arms that held him, it was probably the only thing keeping him upright now. His body swayed forward as he got a nice whiff of Knoxville. His cheap cologne, and even cheaper cigarettes. Fucking Tennessee whiskey, he found himself taking a deep inhale. It made his head spin.

“You know…”

Knoxville started, if he didn’t have his shades on Steve-O would be able to see that weird look in his eyes, his stomach flipped at the thought of it. Bringing his head up slightly as if to try and look into his eyes, see past the too dark shades. And maybe even predict his next words,

“Hm?”

Steve-O enlightened him, even the hm sounded slightly slurred. Couldn’t even get that right. His head felt like it was weighing him right back down, so he stopped trying to look up and he looked straight back down at his worn sneakers. Toe and toe with Knoxvilles.

“You could pay me back with a kiss, O.”

His voice sounded too cool, too serious to be a joke. That made Steve-O's nose scrunch. To make it even worse, Knoxville changed the placement of his hands from grasping onto Steve-O's arms, to his waist instead, hulling his ass up pretty much.

He laughed again, a rather nervous one. Unsure how to go about it. It felt wrong, it was wrong, but when did he ever do something right? Nobody was here, and nobody would be there. It wouldn’t hurt to indulge in something. Fill that deep desire that was starting to make itself a home in his gut, so he agreed. Like a sorry fool; nobody could resist Knoxville's charms. Not even Steve-O apparently.

“If you insist.”

As the coke started to kick in, he found himself with the balls to go through with it. Barely managing to lift up his head enough to almost be at levels with Knoxvilles. Kissing the edge of his mouth, cause that’s all he could reach from how he was standing.

Johnny pulled him closer. It surprised him, it made his heart skip a couple beats. His face was flushing. He was now chest and chest with Knoxville. Johnny tilting down his head enough to where they could kiss, Johnny pushing his fingers down onto his hips. Digging them into his bones until it started to burn, and he squealed. Which was muffled by Johnny suddenly pressing his lips completely against Steve-Os. Steve-O deepened it rather desperately.

Johnny's tongue flickered out and he licked Steve-O's bottom lip, before pulling away and somehow managing to flip them around. To where Steve-O's back was now pressed hard against the bathrooms tiled walls. Johnny spoke in a husky voice, it was low and made shivers run down Steve-O's spine as he leaned his head back against the tile. Looking at him with eyes of want, his stomach started to burn with desire, even though the pain of Johnny's grip was there. Even though Johnny was a guy and he shouldn’t be turned on by this.

“Yer a fuckin’ needy whore, Stephen.”

He growled, if his grip could get any tighter, it did. He was gonna have Knoxville shaped bruises tomorrow, he let out a whine as Johnny spoke, rubbing his groin against whatever part of Knoxville was closer. Desperate. He wasn’t even sure what for.

And then Johnny suddenly let go of his waist, only one hand did, but still. It was his right hand. He wrapped it before Steve-O could say a word around his neck. Pressing about as hard as he did on his waist. Hard enough to leave his vision all splotchy, to prevent any word from falling from his now agape mouth. Not even a needy noise.

Johnny pressed his groin against Steve-Os, he could feel Johnny's semi through his jeans. If Johnny wasn’t cutting off his oxygen he’d be on his knees right now. If his bones weren’t all mush he’d have his dick in his mouth.

Knoxville pressed his lips against Steve-Os mouth, kissing him rough and hard. Dragging his teeth against his lip and biting at it. He was sure that his lips were chapped and starting to bleed now. But Johnny licked whatever blood came from his lips without a word. With each kiss, Johnny's hand tightened around his throat, his vision was starting to tunnel as he started to grind himself against Johnny like the dirty dog he was. Trying to let out a moan that wouldn’t escape.

Steve-O's heart starting to race with worry, like the fight or flight was starting to kick in. His hands shooting up to grasp onto Johnny's arm. Subconsciously digging his nails into it. It felt like his eyes were about to bulge straight out of his head. Like they would explode like water balloons. He was leaving deep crescent moons into Johnnys arm. Steve-O had tears coming from his eyes as his head started to lull forward, he could barely keep his eyes open now. They were so close to shutting, and then Johnny adjusted his grip, and it felt like his head would pop off like in a cartoon. His face flushed a deep shade of purplish red as he slipped into a blissed out unconsciousness, coming in his slacks.

The last thing he heard was Johnny letting out a low moan, one he hoped to remember when he woke up. He needed to do cocaine with Johnny Knoxville more often.

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dunnswrld · 2 years

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hi hi! So i had this idea and i thought i would share it (i just found it cute). Like imagine being apart of the cky crew or the jackass crew as like a camera person and just being the completely opposite of what the boys are used to. Like maybe you are more timid and shy, and you worry about the boys when they get hurt, and it’s so different to them because they are used to jeff or rick who are usually just as loud and reckless as they are. IDK I JUST THINK ITS CUTE and i think all the boys would have different reactions and im so asldkfj )

Jackass Camera Crew Headcannons!

a/n: This is such a cute idea I love fics like this where the reader is the complete OPPOSITE of the boys always has me kicking my feet and giggling when I read them because I know for a fact I would never do a stunt like the guys ha!

prompt: Headcannons of you working on the camera crew for Jackass and how much the guys adore you!!!

warnings: Fem!reader, fluff, grossness of the first film, gagging, throwing up, fear of spiders

When you first moved to LA hoping for a job for filming you were so excited when MTV reached out and asked if you wanted to film for their new movie Jackass!

Of course you knew Jackass but you'd never watched it, as far as you knew they just pulled pranks on each other

But when you arrived on set the first day of shooting you were scared shitless when you saw what you would be working with for who knows how long

Jackass wasn't just pranks apparently, it was a group of guys that did painful and sometimes gross stunts that you were being paid to film

You were also the only girl camera crew member if that didn't make you feel anymore alone.

For the first week and a half you stayed to yourself, only talking when someone would talk to you about shooting angles and scenes

This wasn't out of character for you or anything you were a pretty shy and timid person, it was hard to make new friends even when they were your coworkers and talking to them was rather easy

But you couldn't stay hidden for long because Johnny Knoxville soon realized you were a new camera crew member but also the only girl on set that wasn't a friend of someones or a girlfriend

Johnny decided to sit next to you under a tent during lunch and talk to you

This shocked you to your core because hello Johnny Knoxville was talking to you?

"Hey there I'm Johnny, I haven't seen ya around before are you new?"

"Uh yeah, I'm on camera crew."

"Poor thing you gotta take orders from prick Rick."

"Yeah I guess he can be pretty harsh sometimes."

"Well if he's ever mean to you doll just holler f'me."

Johnny spoke to you for the rest of lunch break about anything he could think of, sure you were hard to talk to at first because you only gave short responses but Johnny was determined to break you out of your shell

The next few days Johnny would talk to you every time he had the chance, he would say good morning when he first saw you for the day and even good night at the end of the day

But the more you two talked the quicker you were noticed by the rest of the cast

"Hey Knoxville who is that? Didn't know you had a girlfriend."

"She's not my girlfriend, Chris, she's working with the camera crew, have you not noticed her?"

"Uh.... no."

Soon the rest of the guys were sitting with you and Johnny at lunch until everyone on set was sitting under the tent you once sat alone under

Johnny had single handedly broke you out of your shell and made you not feel so alone on set

This just made filming some of the stunts more funny to you know that you would call most of the guys your friends

You often had to cover your mouth during shoots so your mic wouldn't pick up your giggles

Rick told you he appreciated you trying to muffle your laughter to stay professional but told you that this is Jackass and your meant to laugh

But when the guys wanted to film a stunt where Dave takes laxatives and poops in a toilet in a hardware store you couldn't say anything but agree

On your way to the hardware store you got to ride shotgun (I think the guys totally always gave you shotgun because they didn't want you to be bothered in the back that was full of boys) and heard the pain in Dave's voice whenever he told someone to stop hitting his stomach

From then on you knew this wasn't going to end well.

Which of course it didn't because Dave shit his pants. Right in the drivers seat.

You were the first one out of that van gagging your brains out as you tried your best to cover your mouth so the camera couldn't pick up on it but that failed

When Dave got out of the van and pulled his pants down to reveal the mess he had made in them you finally uncovered your mouth and threw up in a bush, Lance was quick to follow you

Johnny was the first to stand next to you at the bush and take your camera out of your hands that was still rolling and hold your hair up as you threw up again

"It's alright doll just let it out."

On the other hand he was crying laughing at the fact Lance threw up but if anyone dared to make a joke about you throwing up Johnny would glare at them. Hard.

You ended up taking a cab back to the hotel with Johnny and Lance

Dave 100% apologized to you for making you throw up because he shit himself but you only laughed saying it was great footage.

But when you weren't gagging over something gross the guys were doing you were basically begging them not to do something that could seriously hurt them

A perfect example of this being when Johnny, Bam, Ryan, and Dico all wanted to drive like maniacs in golf carts.

It had bad news written all over it firstly golf carts had no seat belts, no air bags, and also weren't meant to be driven how the four boys planned to drive them

"Guys I just don't think this one is a good idea, any of you could get seriously hurt."

"It's just not safe guys."

"Jeff no way you're going to let them do this."

But even after all your worrying Bam told you it would be perfectly fine and that he knew how to drive a golf cart, this didn't make you feel any better

And once you saw Ryan fly over the weird animal statue you almost saw it all happen in slow motion as Ryan flew out of the golf cart and Johnny having the golf cart land right on top of him

You started to freak out and ran over to Johnny not caring about the shaky angles your camera is getting

When you saw he was out cold you started yelling for medics

When Johnny woke up and was all good he gave you a side hug letting you know he was a-ok

"We need to start listening to Yn more." -Ryan

When Johnny had a boxing match with butterbean in a department store of course you were the first to say how stupid of an idea it was

"Jeff this is so stupid!"

"That's the point!"

After Johnny went down and was sat upright you sat on your knees next to him resting your recording camera on your lap as you gently rubbed his back

On your way to the hospital a concussed Johnny requested to be sat next to you or he wasn't going to the hospital

"You're my favorite camera woman on set."

"I'm the only camera woman on set, Johnny."

"You're still my favorite."

All the guys soon ended up calling you mom because of how you acted just like a protective mom when it came to most stunts

"Hey if you don't want to do this I can tell Jeff to call it off."

"You ok? That fall was nasty."

"Does anyone want water? It's hot out today!"

"Hey just sit down for a bit for me ok? You've gotten hurt a lot today."

But everyone on set loved how much you cared about everyone, the Jackass guys more so than everyone

The guys thought you were a complete breath of fresh air compared to Jeff and Rick who were almost just as reckless as them

Not to mention Jeff was just a dick sometimes

Everyone on set knew you didn't like to be on camera or even heard on camera so they would do everything in their power to get you to speak on camera or in front of the camera instead of behind

This has caused countless times of one of the Jackass guys wrestling your camera out of your hands and turning it to you as you covered your face trying to shove the frame out of your face

"Come on show the world that pretty face Yn!" - Ryan or Bam

You also made the mistake of telling one of the guys your intense fear of spiders

So of course the guys planned a prank which involded them saying they are going to have the spider bite Chris but once it was in his hands he would run after you

"Ok so our lovely camera woman Yn hates spiders, any kind doesn't matter the size or if they're venomous she hates em! So Chris and I had an idea to chase he with Mr. Cuddles the tarantula."

*camera pans to a very smiley Chris with Mr. Cuddles the tarantula*

When the stunt started you were already pretty far back from where you were told you needed to stand to shoot, which made Rick mouth to you to move up

Which you did timidly as the spider was put into Chris's hand, you soon saw Chris charge in your direction and for the first time your threw your camera down and ran as fast as you could as other camera crew members panned their cameras to follow the chase

It wasn't until you locked yourself in a van that Chris finally gave up

You only got out of the van when the spider guy left the set and you finally felt safe

Rick was quick to come up to you to get an 'interview' from you which you felt tense doing the whole time

"Why'd you run to the van?"

"I was um scared."

"Why?"

"I don't like spiders."

"Are you going to get Chris and Knoxville back at least?"

"Can you stop filming me please?"

But when you all finish the movie you were happy to join the guys in going to the premiere for the film, you even dressed up a bit for it. Buying a new dress and doing your hair and makeup

You tried to find a way to get in without the red carpet but Steve-o had found you and wrapped an arm around you dragging you to the red carpet

"Come on don't be so shy you look great dude!"

You ended up taking photos with the guys, you couldn't really lie, it was fun getting to pose for pictures with the guys

When you watched the film you saw many shoots you shot along with the giggles you tried to muffle, you couldn't help but smile because that meant someone on the editing team found a way to make your giggles heard

When your spider scene came up you were completely embarrassed the theater laughing at your fear

"That's our Yn!" -Johnny 100%

You really never expected to be filming for a movie like Jackass when you first moved to LA, but you surely wouldn't ever change filming Jackass instead of a big blockbuster movie

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fanficsandfluff · 2 years

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Tickletober 2022 - Day 8: Death Spot

A/N: Thank you for requesting this fic, @hotshot624! I don't know how well I characterized the guys, but I tried! And I know it's late, I'm gonna be uploading a few more fics I think a couple days late, I just got too busy. Hope this fic is good! <3

Fandom: Jackass (Film & TV)

Characters: Johnny Knoxville, Bam Margera

Bam's always been ticklish. Since he was a kid, it was just a known thing to everyone around him that 'hey! bam is ticklish! let's get him!' and that's just how it was.

Even into the sets of Jackass, pestering Bam with pokes, jabs, flutters among the other tortures the guys administered to each other as pranks, it all just became normal practice. And it was hilarious because no matter how often they did it, Bam would always jump or scream or run away from his attacker. He always had a reaction, thereby making the bit funny.

But Johnny Knoxville had been on a mission for these past few weeks on set. He'd been trying to come up with a bit where Bam was absolutely wrecked with tickles, but no one thought it was funny enough or worth filming. So back to the drawing board it was.

And then the idea just spiraled into Johnny wanting to wreck Bam's shit, regardless of cameras or plans. Bam had been especially dickish with his pranks on set recently anyway, so this was all well-justified.

During the lunch break, some people left the set to eat out, most everyone stayed in the outdoor cafeteria to eat, and some ate in their cars or another safe place in fear of typical Jackass shenanigans. So Knoxville waited until after lunch, when everyone would be called back and they'd usually have a good period of down time while crew set up the next shoot. Knoxville watched as Bam pulled back into the parking lot and got out of his car, immediately walking into the air conditioned offices.

Knoxville stalked Bam and followed him inside, making sure he didn't notice him. He watched Bam go into the men's room and that's when Knoxville knew he would strike. He positioned himself just outside the bathroom door and waited for Bam to come back out. He shushed anyone who walked by and tried talking to him to keep up the sneaky attack. And boom, when Bam emerged and started walking the other way, Knoxville jumped out and tackled him to the ground, the two men rolling around on the carpeted floor for a few seconds.

"What the fuck!" Bam cursed immediately, trying to fight off Knoxville. But the guy had the element of surprise on his side and Bam wasn't prepared to be fighting this hard. Knoxville maneuvered himself so he was straddling Bam and had both his hands pinned under his knees on either side of him.

"Bam, I've been trying to put this together for far too long," Johnny sighed, "It's about time I've caught ya."

And then that signature Knoxville grin spread across Johnny's face and he wiggled his hands in the air up by his head, "Coochie coo, Bam!" and he dove his hands down, scribbling all over Bam's belly and sides.

Bam screamed and he kicked his legs violently, "AHA fuhuhuck you! Fuck you fuck-- stohohop!" he was trying to not laugh to maybe not give Knoxville some of the satisfaction he was getting from this. But it was damn hard, man! Especially when you were as sensitive as Bam was.

Some crew had come by at all the noise to watch the scene, all wearing smiles.

"You see, I wanted to make this a bit," Knoxville was talking as if he wasn't currently tickling the shit out of Bam, "But no one let me. Isn't this fun?" he asked Bam and then looked at the crew around him, "Isn't this fun?" he repeated with more energy and got a few cheers and claps.

Johnny's fingers worked their way up to Bam's ribs and stayed there for a while as that seemed to get deeper laughs to come out of Bam's mouth.

"And the point of the bit was that we'd be finding your Death Spot," Knoxville continued, "Which I don't think any one of us knows. You wanna tell me now and just get it over with?" he smirked.

"NAHAHO! Fuhuck YOU!" Bam slammed his heels against the carpet, "Thahahat's never gonna fucking happen, you prick!"

"I expected that," Johnny let himself giggle gleefully, "Welp, then I guess I'm just gonna have to figure it out on my own!"

Johnny slid his fingers up Bam's ribs and tried to get into his armpits, but Bam was making it hard. Even with his pinned wrists, his arms weren't like pulled way out to the side or anything, so Bam was still able to squeeze his upper arms to his sides.

"Let me in there, Bam, c'mon," Johnny voiced, "Come onn, you little shitbird," he laughed and Bam groaned, "What do I gotta say? Open sesame! Please! Tickle tickle tickle tickle!"

The last few teases got Bam to blush and Johnny fluttered his fingers by Bam's neck and ears, which got the young man giggling and tossing and turning his head. It got him to scrunch his shoulders up to fend off Johnny's fingers, which was part of the plan.

"Bingo!" Johnny dove his hands in with some extra force and Bam was cackling once more, "Is this your death spot? That's why you wouldn't let me in?" he asked and didn't really expect an answer. But the longer Knoxville tickled under Bam's arms, the more he was realizing that no, this couldn't be his worst spot. He felt like he could get Bam laughing louder, harder, and longer.

"Alright, back down we go," Johnny wrenched his hands free and wiggled them back down Bam's torso.

Bam was in hell during this ordeal. No one was helping him because everyone was a dick. And here was Knoxville having the time of his life, airing out all his secrets and sensitive spots for the whole set to know. And damn, the guy knew how to tickle. Bam kept trying to get his arms free but he wasn't able to, and Johnny was using the exact perfect tickling speed and pressure to get him laughing anywhere he touched him. And now Johnny was back by his belly and even snuck his hands up under his shirt to tickle him. God, he sucked. Bam snorted at the lighter belly tickles on his bare skin and Knoxville burst out laughing at hearing that.

"Youhuhu snorted! I didn't know you could snort, Bam!" Knoxville was giddy.

And then he moved his hands even further down, sliding around to Bam's boney hips that were showing clearly above his low-rise jeans and hiked down boxers. Bam took a sharp intake of breath and he shook his head, "No! Knoxville, stop, I mean it! Stop it right now. I swear, Knoxville, I swear to god!" Bam was gritting his teeth and pulling to free his arms even harder.

A grin spread across Johnny Knoxville's face like the Grinch. Christmas had indeed come early.

"What's that? Stop before I get to... here?" he poked his two pointer fingers into both Bam's hips at the same time. He felt Bam's entire lower body jerk roughly to one side at just the poke.

Knoxville let out an evil and excited, "Ohohoho..." before he cracked his knuckles and situated his hands so they gripped both of Bam's hips, his thumbs poised and ready for the attack. Aaannnddd...

Yeah, let's just say Knoxville ended up with a bloody nose and a whole target for revenge slapped onto his back. Hips. Definitely Bam's Death Spot. And wouldn't you know it, someone had a camera out and recorded the whole thing.

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