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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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michelle-is-writing · 2 months

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Forgotten Dinner, Johnny Knoxville

Word Count: 1.7k~

Warning: Little bit of angst, forgotten anniversary, sexual themes mentioned

The food in front of me made me sick to my stomach, seeing all of it just sit there without having been touched. A couple hours of putting it all together and setting it up seemed like a waste now as I haven’t even taken a bite of it since I put it on the table. I wanted to wait for Johnny to get home, but even though he had told me he’d be sure to be at home by 6, I still find myself alone as the clock on the stove turns from 10 to 11 pm. Today isn’t our marriage anniversary, but it is the anniversary of the day we met, so I wanted to surprise Johnny with dinner and a new lingerie set I got. It doesn’t help that he’s not answering the phone either, and I’m starting to feel like it all of this was a waste now.

Choosing to head to bed instead of wait up any longer, I put all of the food away in the fridge and lazily toss the dirty dishes in the sink before heading out of the kitchen. Just as I reach the hallway, the sound of keys in the door stop me, leaving me to turn toward the front door and watch Johnny walk in. He wears a laughing grin on his face until he sees me by the hallway, still dressed in the velvet dress I picked out for tonight. At the same time, my eyes catch the butterfly bandages stripped across his eyebrow and the several bandages wrapped around his forearm.

“Hi, baby,” he says, an almost awestruck look currently on his face as he takes in my appearance. He certainly looks pleasantly surprised. “You look… fucking fantastic, what are you all dressed up for?” Hearing his words make me smile, but I still feel a small bit of heart ache at the reminder of the food I made and how much planning I put into tonight.

“Um, nothing anymore,” I almost mutter, reaching hand up to mess with the clip in my hair as I look to the carpeted floors. “You told me you were going to be home at 6, what happened?” I can’t help but ask him, crossing my arms in front of me as I swallow down the nauseous feeling in my throat.

“Jeff asked me if I could help film another skit with the guys, so I stayed to help them and kind of hurt myself,” he tells me, still lingering by the front door as he continues looking me up and down with that same facial expression. However this changes in a few moments as an almost scared look takes over him. “I… I think I forgot something important, what did I forget? What is today?” He asks, now closing the door as he begins racking his brain. Before he gets too far, I stop him and simply inform him by reminding him of today’s date.

“It’s the day we met,” I bitterly remind him, watching the color drain from him. My stomach somehow churns even more seeing the guilt take over his face. “You told me you’d be home at six, but it’s eleven now. I made dinner, it’s in the fridge. I think I’m just going to… go take a shower and go to bed,” I say, shaking my head lightly.

Just as I begin to turn to head up to our room, Johnny stops me. “What? I just got home, don’t you want to stay up for a little?” He asks, stepping into the middle of the living room. “Baby I’m so sorry I completely forgot today, please, I’d love to spend time with you.”

In any other moment, I would’ve smiled at the sweet words leaving his lips, but knowing he forgot that today was the day we met and that we had plans makes the smile stay away. “I think I’ve stayed up long enough,” I say to him, turning my face down to the floor again. “Goodnight, Johnny.”

Before he says anymore, I head up the stairs and into our room where I close our door and let my tears fall. He stayed back for the guys on the one night we discussed him being home on time. If only he could’ve done this any other night, then the issue wouldn't be as severe. There have been many nights in the past where Johnny has stayed late on set, but even then, he texted me on those nights to tell me - unlike tonight when he wouldn’t respond to any of my texts or calls.

After locking our bedroom door, I walk into our bathroom and stand in front of the counter. Staring into the mirror, I watch as my mascara slowly rolls down my face, causing me to wipe it away with a tissue. I really liked my makeup and outfit tonight, and I was really looking forward to Johnny seeing me dressed up tonight and how he might react. Although, I was anticipating how he would react to what I have on underneath my dress more.

With a small sigh, I throw the tissue in my hand away before sliding the straps of my dress down with the rest of the material following it. Looking back into the mirror, I run my hands down my lace clad hips and up to the straps of the matching lacy bra. As I adjust the straps to better hold it’s contents, I step back to look at myself in our mirror and smile. At least I like the way I look tonight. The set came with a waist band that connects to the underwear and it only helps to accentuate my waist and hips even more. I was hoping Johnny would enjoy it too.

A loud crash beside me scares me away from the sink and over to the bathroom window that is now open as Johnny clambers through it, putting his upper body through before almost throwing his legs in behind him. At the same time he does this, his head hits the corner of our bathtub, causing a groan to leave his lips as he crumbles on the floor and I rush toward him. Despite my questions over his head, Johnny barely pays attention to his own pain as his focus shifts to my lingerie clad body. “You were wearing that? For me?” He asks, still lying in the floor unmoving as if he were awestruck. “Baby, holy shit, when did you get this set?”

“Johnny, that’s not important!” I exclaim as I get on my knees beside him to observe his head. He didn’t crack it open, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t give himself yet another concussion. “You hit your head!”

“It’s not the first time, don’t worry please,” he reminds me, moving to sit up with a small smile. “I deserve it after making you wait for me all night dressed like this,” Johnny adds, looking me up and down with a sigh. “I’m so sorry, babe, after I got hurt, we sat around and iced all of our injuries. Not to mention, I broke my phone during the fall too,” he further explains, “I’m so, so sorry I forgot about tonight.”

After a few seconds, I sigh and brush the hair away from Johnny’s forehead where a goose egg is already forming. “I wouldn’t say you deserved to hit your head, specifically,” I tell him, “You’re not good at remembering dates, I know that; mostly because of the many times you have hit your head in the past,” My comment earns a guilty smile from Johnny as he turns to look away, knowing he can’t deny it. “But I do wish you would’ve been home earlier.”

“I should’ve been, and I am so sorry, baby,” he apologizes once more, closing his eyes before turning his head back to me. “You have no idea how sorry I am. I hate that I made you wait up, I hate that I’ve made you cry,” he adds, his eyes now open as he moves a hand up to brush against my previously tear stained face. “I’ll start being home by 6 every night, I’ll bring you flowers every week, I’ll let you tase me, whatever you want - please forgive me.”

His offers make me want to giggle, but I want to try and stay as serious as I can for right now. “I have a few ideas,” I tell him, taking his hands in mine before helping him stand up. He doesn’t wobble or anything, which is good; at least he doesn’t seem to have yet another brain injury to add to the long list of previous ones. For a few moments, Johnny looks me up and down like he did when he was on the floor, albeit this time, he doesn’t look so dopey. “Why don’t you start by helping me out of this?”

At my suggestion, he grins. “Of course, but babe,” Johnny starts, letting go of my hands to wrap one arm around my waist while he grabs my leg with his other hand. All the while, I brace myself on Johnny by holding onto his shoulders as he pulls me flush against him, my leg now curled around his hip with his arm keeping it secure there. “Tonight’s all about you, and I know it’s our anniversary but you deserve so much tonight,” he further tells me, sincerity deep in his voice. “I promise, I’ll try my hardest to make it up to you.”

After a few moments, I smile at Johnny. “I’ll hold you to that,” I tell him, earning a smile back from him. “I love you, Johnny, even when your bad memory gets the best of you,” I add, causing him to laugh before connecting our lips. At the same time, he takes his arm away from my waist to pick my other leg up and hold me, causing me to cling to him even more as he begins carrying me to our shared bed. Lying me down on it, Johnny breaks our kiss and pulls away to smile down at me.

“I love you too, baby,” he murmurs, staring at me with a hazed look in his eyes. That is, until a smirk makes its way onto his face. “Now, just relax,” Johnny tells me, his hands sliding underneath the lace of my bra as he perches himself between my legs. “And I’ll show you just how sorry I am.”

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jackasswhre · 7 months

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Hiya idk if your requests are open but if they are can I get a jackass image/fic (Platonic) where reader gets dumped by their partner

This is kinda hard to explain

But yk how some people write a fic and there multiple people in that in fic that's kinda what I'm thinking like something with whatever jackass guys you want

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hiiiiii, yes they are open, sorry ive been really busy lately so i havent posted

i did headcanons bc i dont really know how to write full fics, also i did johnny, steve-o, ryan, bam and pontious :) hope you like it!!!!

Platonic!Johnny Knoxville/ Steve-o/ Bam Margera/ Ryan Dunn/ Chris Pontious x reader who has just been dumped

Johnny Knoxville

(im really sorry his is gonna be short bc i have no idea what to write for him)

Ok so i feel like Johnny would definetly hug you and tell you that it's going to be okay

Like some motivational dad talk lmao

Because his way of comforting you is most likely talking about it

And if you don't want to talk about it then he 100% understands and tells you that he's here for you

Probably watches a comedy movie/show with you so you will laugh

Orders takeout or makes food himself

Just like makes sure you feel alright and makes you forget about the person who just dumped you

Does anything you ask him to

In general he's really gentle about it

Steve-O

I feel like Steve-O wouldn't really be into the whole talking thing

I mean like he definetely will listen to you rant if you need to but he just wouldn't really know what to say

It also depends on what era it is

Because if he's sober then he's incredibly sweet and like Johnny probably watches a movie with you

But if he's not sober then he'll 100% suggest going to the bar and getting shit faced after like 10 minutes of hearing you talk about the breakup

And like honestly you two would have so much fun that night

Drinking and laughing

Honestly maybe even crying

If you don't want to go to the bar then he understands and goes by himself

Lmao jk he's not that mean

He might whine a bit but if you really don't want to go then he gets it and you guys probably fall asleep on the couch watching some early 2000s cartoon

Bam Margera

Now here's the deal with Bam

He totally and completely gets it and is there for you

But he will also suggest that you guys go skate to let some anger out

If you can skate it's not even gonna be a suggestion

He'll literally grab you, pull you off of the couch and throw you in the car to go to the skatepark

If you don't know how to skate he says that he'll help you and while you're there he "teaches" you different tricks but in reality he's just having fun and he may have slightly forgotten that you can't skate

Once you guys are done you probably hit up a gas station, buy some snacks and sit on the sidewalk

In the middle of converstation he'll ask if you're okay and if there's anything else he can do

Bam's an amazing friend so he'll help in any way he can

If the person who dumped you was a guy and was a total asshole then he definetely calls Dunn and they "talk" to him

You guys spend the rest of the night listening to HIM and maybe even smoking

Ryan Dunn

Bro when I tell you that Ryan is the best friend anyone could have I mean it

I mean like first of all he would 100% give you an AMAZING hug and tell it's gonna be alright

Then he would probably take you to the store and buy you whatever snacks and/or drinks you wanted

You guys would spend the rest of the afternoon/evening/night/whenever talking and watching tv

He shares some of his stories on how he got dumped and tells you that he knows how you feel and wants to make you as happy as possible

If you want to laugh then he'll put on some show or tell you funny stories

If you want to cry then he will totally cry with you

If you're mad then he will first try to calm you down and if that doesn't work he'll find an abandoned building or something where you guys can break stuff

If the rest of the viva la bam/cky guys hear about what you guys are doing they will 100% join you (and if you don't want them to Ryan tells them to fuck off)

Ryan's the definition of the sweetest friend anyone could have

Chris Pontious

Lets get one thing straight

Chris is the funniest person on the planet

So when you tell him about you getting dumped, his goal is to make you laugh as much as possible

Whether that's while you're crying

Or when you guys are talking about other things

He tries to get your mind off of it and he does anything to do it

Even if he totally embarasses himself in the process

As long as you're laughing he's happy

He's also really good at talking so if you don't want him to make jokes 24/7 he'll 100% listen and talk to you about other things

I feel like he gives really but also kinda stupid advice

Idk how to explain it

Maybe its the fact that normally everything that comes out of this dudes mouth is goofy as fuck

Or maybe its just the fact that he hasn't fully stopped making jokes

Whatever it is the advice is still pretty good

And he is still fully devoted to making you happy

Also please laugh at his jokes

Even if they're kinda bad

It'll boost his ego so much lmao

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dunnswrld · 2 years

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johnny fucking you so good that you start to get tears in your eyes so johnny just keeps talking to her whilst fucking her, telling her how good she is?

i said it once and ill say it again i love my dirty anons.

nsfw/smut! fem!reader, dacryphilia, praise!

it had been such a long four weeks without johnny by your side. he had went to shoot with steve-o and chris for wildboyz in god knows where. but now that he was finally face-to-face with you again it didn’t take long for things to get rather heated. you two were all over each other before you even managed to open the front door to your guys shared home.

which is why your face was now pressed into your soft pillow on your bed as your back was arched. you could feel the firm grip of johnnys hands on your hips as he pushed your hips into his while he also drove his hips into yours.

it really showed how much johnny missed you with the way he was fucking you, rough but so loving and gentle at the same time. from him holding your hand, placing gentle kisses along your spine, or the many sweet words that fell from his lips.

“i missed you so much sweetheart, thought about you every second of every day.”

“god you feel so good- never leaving you for that long again doll, don’t think i could manage.”

“you fuck me so good sweetheart- fuck- miss ya so much.”

everything was making your head spin in pleasure, it was almost overwhelming how good johnny was able to make you feel right now.

your head was so fuzzy from the pleasure to the point where you didn’t even feel your nose begin to feel prickly and your eyes welled up with tears. you were too focused on the way johnny was slamming his hips into yours, the lewd noise of skin slapping and your own broken cries filled your ears as hot tears rolled down your cheeks and onto the soft pillow on the bed.

johnny was also too caught up in his own pleasure to realize his girlfriend was crying, the feeling of him being inside her and touching her once again was so distracting in every way possible. he was almost melting at the feeling and the pretty noises that were falling from your mouth- he wishes he could listen to them on loop for the reat of his life.

but what pulled him out of the trance you had him in was a large sniffle. he stopped his movements so fast after hearing your sniffle his hips sputtered. concern washed over him as he realized he may have been too rough with you-

“hey, hey, sweetheart are you crying? am i being too rough? im so sorry-“

but when johnny was going to finish his sentence he felt your hips begin to grind on his dick, a soft moan falling from his lips as the grip on your hips tightened.

johnny was taken aback at first, unsure of what to do since tears kept falling from your eyes onto your pillow but your hips seemed to grinded against his in such a needy manner.

“feels s-so good johnny. please keep going and don’t stop- please.”

your begging was all johnny needed to finally start slapping his hips into yours again, the same lewd-skin slapping noise filling your guys bedroom again.

johnny thought before that the sex you two were having before this moment was amazing, but now after he realizes he was making his sweet girlfriend feel so good to the point where it brought her to tears he know thought that this was the best sex he’s ever had.

as johnny watched himself slip in and out of you at a fast pace various loud groans fell from his lips.

“by the time we’re done- holy shit- you’re gonna have that pillow soaked in your tears sweetheart from how good im about to make you feel.”

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knoxvilleforever · 2 years

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Jackass Guys Protecting You in a Bar Fight Headcanons

request: I love your Jackass Headcannons. Can you do HCs with Johnny and the rest of the cast with a damsel in distress? If you do one and not the rest, it’s totally fine. The writing is up to you. Please and Thank you.

request: could we please get hcs for ryan, steve and maybe pj protecting the reader during a bar fight 😲

johnny knoxville:

there’s no doubt johnny is protective of you at all times when you’re at a bar

and as soon as he gets wind of trouble

he’s at your side immediately

if it’s one of the jackass guys in the fight

he stays out of it for your sake

he doesn’t want you to watch

and he absolutely doesn’t want you in the crossfire

he’ll have his body in front of yours and moves you as far away from the scene as possible

doesn’t like having you so close to somewhere you could get pushed around so he’s using himself as your human shield

he doesn’t seem one to be involved in conflict

but if you end up somehow involved

he’s pulling you out of the situation immediately

would probably take you home and out of there as soon as he can

doesn’t want you to see a fight especially if it involves his friends

but if someone ends up shoving you

or you get caught up in it by accident

he’s definitely having words

he’ll keep you behind him the whole time but he won’t let whoever was responsible get away with it

he can be pretty intimidating

uses his words rather than his fists

will be the first to come to your defence if he’s needed

steve o:

now if steve o is coming to your defence

i definitely think he’ll be using his fists

if you’re at a bar and someone gives you unwanted attention

he knows from one look on your face that you’re uncomfortable

‘hey, dude. i think she’s done talking to you.’

he’ll insert himself mid conversation between you and the guy

doesn’t bother about making his presence known

the guy is only halfway through his rebuttal when steve o’s shoving him away

‘i said leave her alone.’

by then it’s got the attention of the bar

and the guy thinks better of going back at a very agitated looking steve o

the rest of the jackass guys step in to calm steve o

but he’s holding eye contact with the guy until he backs down

‘are you okay?’

it’s then he turns to you and is making sure you’re fine

because if you aren’t he’s ready to start back up again

he keeps a constant eye on you after that

he doesn’t like anyone getting too close for comfort

but he always checks up on you to see when he should step in

definitely likes to provoke the guy tho

he’ll make sure he’s kissing you right where he can see

ryan dunn:

ryan won’t start the fight

but he’ll finish it

if someone knocks into you

and spills a drink

ryan’s involved immediately

‘hey asshole!’

‘what the fuck?’

‘that’s my girl!’

if ryan’s fighting then of course so is bam

and ryan’s reliant on the fact that one of his friends will have moved you away from the chaos

once the fight dies down and his opponent is forced into defeat

he’s right back to your side

takes you to the bathroom so you can change out of your soaked shirt

he gives you his jacket or his own shirt

‘ry, you’re bleeding.’

‘and you’re covered in beer. what an asshole.’

could care less about the fight he was just in

is only concerned with you

doesn’t let you out of his sight for the rest of the night

has a protective arm around you at all times

the first to help you if you’re ever in trouble

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riotcontrolmargera · 2 years

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jealousy - johnny knoxville x reader.

female reader.

warnings: nsfw. swearing. alcohol. jealousy. possessive. choking. biting. penetrative & unprotected sex.

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your relationship with johnny was complicated from the start. well, it wasn't a relationship per say, it was more of a situationship. you two weren't really together, you were sleeping with each other with no strings attached— at least, that's how it started and it was working just fine for a while. you had no commitment to him, he had no commitment to you but the more time that you spent with johnny, the more those pesky little feelings developed.

you never spoke on your feelings towards him, nor did you even acknowledge them — in fear that speaking on them would make it true and total truth be told, you didn't want to jeopardise what you and johnny had because you would rather have him in this way, then not at all, if he didn't share the same feelings towards you.

you were aware that johnny lived a rather promiscuous lifestyle, he was seeing other women while he was seeing you. nothing serious, just meaningless sex — and that was fine with you but that didn't mean that you didn't experience the awful feeling of jealousy. you were good at concealing those feelings... most of the time. not tonight though.

tonight was the wrap up party for jackass: the movie, which was like any other jackass party but on a much bigger scale. you weren't sure if it was the feelings that you had for johnny or if it was the alcohol that was already in your system — but when you saw johnny standing real close and personal to a woman that he was speaking with, seeing the same charming and flirtatious smile that he uses with you, a switch went off inside of you.

instead of marching up to him and making a god damn fool of yourself, you figured that you'd play his own damn game.

you turned away from the scene in front of you and set off to find your other friends, plopping yourself down on the couch between ryan and bam. you took the half full can of beer out of dunn's hand, putting it to your lips and finishing it off within a couple of seconds. your frustration must've been obvious since ryan wrapped his arm around you, gently rubbing your shoulder. "you good?" he asked you with some concern in his tone, his blue eyes on you.

the situationship that you had with johnny went unknown to the boys, both of you opted to keep it quiet since you were co-stars. there was some suspicion going around the group but neither you or johnny confirmed or denied it. it seemed like a good idea to begin with — and, maybe it still was — but now, you were hating it. you couldn't even speak to your best friends about your boy troubles.

"of course, ry." you answered, putting on your most convincing happy face. "let's get another drink." ryan took your word for it, knowing better than to push and pry. he happily obliged and went to get you two both another beer, since you had drunk the rest of his. he sat back down besides you, handed you your can and moved his arm back to the position was around your shoulder.

you spent what seemed like hours talking to ryan and the other boys that sat around, you never laughed so hard. beers and shots kept coming your way and there wasn't no way that you were going to deny free drinks from your closest friends. you watched as steveo and chris attempted to do some kind of stupid stunt, almost everyone around you was completely fucking blitzed and you supposed you were too. though, not nearly as some of the other guys.

as another plate of shots came around, you saw johnny watching you from afar — seeing the way that ryans arm rested around you and the way that you leaned into his chest. he seemed pissed but you couldn't bring yourself to care, if anything, it made you want to piss him off more. everyone was tossing around stupid ideas and challenges for people to do. an idea came across your mind, one that sober you probably wouldn't have ever dreamed of.

as ryan reached to grab a shot, you grabbed his wrist and looked at him. a smile coming across your face while confusion came across his. "i have a better way that you could take a shot." you said in a suggestive tone. "—why don't you take a couple of shots from my body?"

you had said it much louder than intended, since as soon as the words came out of your mouth, you heard a mixture of 'woo'ing and wolf whistling come from the guys around you. you couldn't help but laugh while your face burned bright red — before you could take the words back, the table was being cleared out for you to lay down on.

you stood up from where you were sitting and hopped yourself up on the table, laying back on it. once you were comfortable, you watched as chris and steveo took the plate of shots and placed one in between your cleavage, feeling some of the room temperature liquor splash onto your chest. behind them, you could see johnny watching the whole thing and shaking his head, almost as if it was a warning to stop.

but you ignored the warning. fuck him. if he could do whatever and whoever he pleases, why the hell couldn't you?

you looked over at your blond curly haired friend, who was still seated on the sofa, not completely believing that you were seriously doing this.

"you coming, dunn?" you asked him. "if not im sure chris or steveo would be happy enough to do the honors." with that, he stood up from the sofa and made his way over to the table that you were laying on. he looked at the placement, his eyes scanning over you. he looked at your face.

"christ— you're sure about this?" he asked and you nodded your head. he nodded his head before moving his head down to your chests level, you shuddered as you felt his warm breath and the hairs of his beard tickle against your skin. dunn was a grade A fucking tease. he took his damn time, his tongue pressing against your skin as he slowly moved down to where the shot glass was sitting between your breasts. his lips wrapped around it carefully before slowly removing the glass from between your breasts, shooting his head back to take the shot.

you didn't dare to move, watching as he removed the glass from his mouth before leaning back down to lick up the liquor that half spilt onto your chest. it would be a lie if you said that the situation didn't turn you on, just a little bit. you didn't care that there was so many eyes on the two of you and you sure as hell didn't care that johnny's was on you either.

you could hear the other guys loosing their minds at what they were witnessing, from clapping to wolf whistling. you couldn't help but laugh and start clapping yourself. chris was about to place a shot glass into your mouth when johnny came over to the table, his face far too serious for a good time. "can i speak with you?" he asked, though it wasn't much of a question. "now."

you sat up on the table and looked at him, he had the sort of look on his face that told you not to argue with him on this. you apologised to ryan, patting him on the back before sliding off the table. 'someones in trouble' you heard someone laugh out before you went with johnny, he led you into a bathroom so that you could talk privately without prying ears around. along the way, you were asking him what the fuck what his problem but he gave you no answers.

he closed the door and locked it, looking at you with an unamused expression. they really weren't kidding, you were in trouble and you fucking knew it. "what the fuck was that out there?" he asked.

you were annoyed that he pulled you away from your friends to interrogate you on something that he would easily do, if someone asked him too. the double standards of this man were impeccable.

"you answer my question first, asshole!" you fought back. "the hell is your problem?" you asked, he stood in front of the door and there was no way that you were getting past him, not that you wanted to leave anyway. the alcohol in your system made your skin feel hot and you were ready to fight this fight with him.

"what's my problem?" he repeated like he couldn't believe that you were asking him that. he stood several steps closer to you, leaving a small gap between you. you looked up at him as he was much taller than you were. you weren't afraid of him but you had doubts that he was trying to intimidate you. johnny wasn't that sort of man.

"my fucking problem is that you're out there letting dunn touch what's mine." he spoke again, causing a shiver down your spine. you swallowed the lump of air that caught in your throat, you knew that you should be furious with him... but you couldn't help but want him. you remembered the woman from earlier, reminding yourself of his hypocrisy.

"yours...?" you scoffed with a laugh, shaking your head. "we aren't together, knox. you can fuck whoever you want and so the fuck can i." you tried to move around him but he stopped you, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you closer to him. you were now chest to chest with him and looking into his dark brown eyes. his expression was still stern and fixated on you. you could smell his cologne with faint hints of the beer that he drank and cigarette that smoked, his scent was intoxicating to you. despite being mad at him, you've never wanted him more. a hand came to your throat and applied some pressure, you let out a quiet noise.

"you're mine, sweet heart." he said in a low and seductive tone. you began to feel weak in the knees, ready to submit to his every word. "do you understand that?" his eyes were on you, looking at you as he was expecting an answer — and that was enough to get you to buckle, you nodded your head slowly.

"i want to hear that pretty little mouth say it." he mused, with that charming smile. he guided you back and lifted you up onto the bathroom counter, moving between your legs. your thighs sitting on either side of his hips. he had you right where he wanted you and there was no complaints from your end. he leaned into your neck, you could feel his hot breath hit the skin. you shivered as you felt his lips meet your skin, he started leaving hot opened mouthed kisses.

"im yours, johnny." you breathed in, your hand came up to his hair and tugged on it. you could feel him begin to suck on your neck, hard enough to leave marks on your flesh. your hands moved down his back, once your hands get to where his shirt ends, you move your hands up his back and touched over his skin. you gasped as you felt him bite your skin, digging your nails into his back.

"johnny, people will see that!" you breathed, thinking about the reaction from your mutual friends. his hand came down from your neck, feeling over your chest. his hand grabbing at your breast while his kisses travelled down your neck, biting and sucking love bites along the way. a soft moan came from your lips and your head lulled back slightly. his hand continued down from your breast and moved down your body, he stopped his movements momentarily as he reached the end of your short dress.

"i don't care if people see, sweetheart." he told you with a chuckle. "i want them to know that you belong to me." this possessive side of him wasn't something that you had seen on him before but you definitely weren't complaining, it was such a turn on for you. his other hand met your thigh, both of them sliding up to the waist line of the little black panties you were wearing — he slid the panties down your thighs, taking a step back momentarily to remove them and discard them to the floor.

you pulled him closer to you, leaning up to kiss him passionately. once your lips connected, you part your lips and let his tongue into your mouth. the kiss got heated fast, your hands moved over his body and his on yours. he pulled away from the kiss, his forehead pressed against your own, those dark brown eyes on yours.

"tell me what you want, sweetheart." he breathed, not taking his eyes off you. "use your words." you knew what you wanted. you wanted him. not just for sex but you wanted him in every way possible. you wanted to be his and you wanted him to be yours, only yours.

"you." you said, your hands travelling to his belt buckle and started undoing it. you could see the tent in his jeans, which only made you want him more. you hadn't even touched him and he was already like this, for you. once the belt buckle was off, you slid the belt out of the loops in his jeans and discarded it to the floor. next was his jeans button, undone the button and pulled his zipper down. you pulled his jeans down, just enough for him to pull his cock out from his underwear.

"good girl." he mused, his hands coming to your dress to push it up before he positioned himself between your legs.

you felt the tip of his penis slide up and down your already wet folds a couple of times, before sliding into your entrance. you let out a pleasured sound as he entered you. his hand found its way back to your neck, applying pressure to your throat once again as he started to move his hips into you. you could hear his heavy breaths and the low groans that came from him.

he leant his head down, kissing and biting at whatever exposed skin that he could reach — he wasn't shy about leaving marks on you, this time around. not that you minded, you found it extremely hot. his hips thrusted at a fast and steady pace, the hand that wasn't on your throat was holding your hip in place. you sucked in a breath, hoping to keep your noises in — not wanting anyone to hear what was going on in this bathroom but it wasnt necessary as the music and general mayhem that was happening outside the bathroom concealed any lewd sounds.

your hands came to grab onto his shirt, holding onto it tightly. "you feel so fucking good." he grunted, his hand tightening around your throat. "tell me who you belong too, baby doll."

"you... fuck, johnny, you." you said breathlessly, feeling the intense pleasure that travelled through your body. "i belong to you."

"good girl" he mused, satisfied with the answer that you gave. it's exactly what he wanted to hear, its what he needed to hear. he started to increase the movement of his hips, his hand dropped and moved to your clit, the pad of his middle finger began to rub in a circular motion. it was clear to you that he wanted to make you climax and fuck was it working. lewd noises of pleasure started to fall from your lips, mixed with with some curses and his name. your head lulled back and your thighs began to shake.

you could hear his words encouraging you to cum for him, his head moving to lean into your neck. your arms wrapped around his shoulders and held him close. you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to your orgasm with each of his thrusts. he knew how to push your buttons in just the right way.

"johnny, im so fucking close." you exclaimed and he exhaled a breath, biting down onto the flesh of your neck again and moved his finger against your clit, a little faster. "me too, doll." he told you.

after a few more of his thrusts, you were at breaking point. between his thrusts and the work that his fingers were doing to your clit, you came around his cock fairly quickly. you felt the orgasm run through your entire body, making you tremble and your toes curl.

"fuck... that was incredible." he spoke up after a moment of silence before pulling out. "yeah... it was." you breathed.

he looked at you as you caught your breath, you could see his eyes looking over your chest — admiring his work. there was love bites and the occasional imprint of teeth in the skin. he was proud of himself and you could see it in his face. your hands moved down and fixed his pants, zipping them back up and doing up the button.

he passed you your panties and you passed him his belt, the both of you making yourselves presentable enough to return to the party. you had some concerns about what your friends would say and about this being the way that yours and johnny's mutual friends find out about your shared dirty little secret. you slid off the bench and when you turned to look at him, he was watching you.

"now... one more time, doll. who do you belong too?" he asked, a shit-eating grin on coming onto his face. you slapped his chest gently. "you already know the answer, knoxville."

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my apologies for taking my sweet ass fucking time on this one! this one was requested from an friend ♡ i don't know if it's good or not, so my apologies if it fucking sucks.

#johnny knoxville #johnny knoxville x reader #johnny knoxville headcanons #jackass #jackass the movie #jackass the series #jackass forever #bam margera #chris pontius #dave england #ehren danger #ehren mcghehey #steve o #preston lacy #ryan dunn #viva la bam #wildboyz

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starg1rlblog · 2 years

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ bimbo!jackass member? my fucking favorite. we love a high maintenance girlie who isn’t afraid of a lil blood

#jackass #jackass fanfic #jackass headcanons #jackass moodboard #johnny knoxville #johnny knoxville headcanons #steveo #bam margera #chris pontius #bimbocore #johnny knoxville moodboard

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buttrocket24 · 2 years

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

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megay-assweirdo · 11 months

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random photos you'll have if you dated...JOHNNY KNOXVILLE

#jackass headcanons #Jackass #johnny knoxville x reader #johnny knoxville headcanons #johnny knoxville #jackass x reader

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babybammargera · 2 years

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Sick days

Knox x reader

He knew when he called to ask what time you wanted him to pick you up for today's shoot that something was off with you. Not even 15 minutes has past and now he's standing at your door with a worried look plastered over his face, "what's wrong darlin'? You didn't sound like yourself over the phone." You give him a weak smile and let him inside. You truthfully didn't feel much like yourself either, between the gnarly headache pounding away and the terrible cough. He closes the door behind him and presses his cool hand to your forehead. "Sweetheart your burning up. Let's get you a bath and some tea hmm?" You nod following him upstairs. "Knox you don't have to stay with me all day you're supposed to be shooting for jackass, Jeff is gonna be pissed." He waves his hand at you dismissing what you said. "Jeff can get over it I'm not leaving until you feel better." He presses a soft kiss on your lips and helps you into the warm bath that just finished filling. "Pj you're gonna get sick if you keep kissing me" You look at him your words coming out more of a whine than you'd like. "Don't worry about me just relax okay? I'll be back in a minute." He hands you two ibuprofen and heads back downstairs to make you some tea for your cough. After the bath he puts you in your favorite comfy clothes and helps you into bed. "Drink up sicko you need to feel better" He puts the warm mug into your hands and you roll your eyes laughing at him. "Fine but we're watching my favorite movie." He nods turning the movie on for you, "Anything for you my love." You spend the rest of the day snuggled in bed together napping together and watching your favorite movies. He of course makes you eat some soup when you start to feel a bit better then stays over just to make sure his efforts were successful. And you wake up in his arms feeling 100 times better and ready to take on whatever bit Jeff is bound to stick you with for messing up his fiming schedule.

#pj clapp #peej #king knox #johnny knoxville x reader #johnny knoxville #johnny knoxville headcanons #johnny knoxville imagine #jackass headcanons #jackass fanfic #jackass x reader #jackass hcs #jackass #silver foxville #bammy writes

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dangerehrenn · 4 months

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I hope ur good and love your writing it's so good :)

quick question tho, how do you think the boys would react to pierced nipples on their partner????

ohhh they would go crazy

the boys finding out you have nipple piercings

in this: johnny, chris, bam

suggestive content

im gonna do this with the same scenario, and different reactions

it’s a regular day, filming new overly dangerous content with the guys, and someone has the genius idea for you to do a stunt into the water.

(like steveos stunt where he vaulted into the water from the bridge or whatever it was lol).

your boyfriend has been given the task of explaining the stunt to you, and as he’s explaining, you take your hoodie off in preparation. only to realise, shit. your shirt came off with your hoodie.

as your relationship with your boyfriend is relatively new, he had no idea you had nipple piercings…

well. he does now.

johnny:

he immediately stumbles over his words as you slowly realise you’ve just flashed your boyfriend

he clears his throat, then that signature knoxville smirk covers his face

“well. i didn’t know about those” he says cheekily, pointing at your nipple piercings that youre desperately trying to cover up

he’ll tell you to move your hands so he can get a better look

which earns him a slap on the arm for being so cheeky

“i like em baby. why cover them up?” he says, chuckling

he tries to steal a few more glances, then he’ll kiss you and carry on explaining the stunt to you

for the rest of the shoot, he seems very distracted, always lost in his thoughts

you catch his eye as he smirks to himself, and he blushes slightly before smiling again.

you know exactly what he was thinking about

chris:

oh boy

now he’s had a glimpse of them, he has to see them again

now, he’s a gentleman

so he’ll help you cover up

but he quickly ushers you away from everyone else and somewhere private

“since when?” he says, giggling

you play dumb, asking him what he’s talking about

which prompts him to pretend to grab his own boobs

“your piercings, babe” he says, smirking

he asks you the regular questions, did it hurt, is it sensitive, what happens if someone has a magnet

all that stuff

for the rest of the day, he’s distracted - staring constantly

“babe, do you think i’d suit them?”

bam:

he’s a little shit

so he steals your shirt and hoodie

“move your hands and i’ll give you your shirt back” he says, smirking

if you’re adamant you’re not gonna show him, he gives you your shirt back with a sheepish apology

he disappears for a minute, then comes back in time to see you do the stunt (take what you want from this ;) )

he drops the subject for the rest of the shoot, but you can tell he’s thinking about them

afterwards when you’re relaxing, you can tell he’s still thinking about them

so flash the man and let him be happy

“jesus christ are you tryin’ to kill me?” he smirks

or just tell him he can ask the questions he has

he’s like chris, asking the usual questions

and of course

“can i touch them?” he asks with his cheeky smile

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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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michelle-is-writing · 2 years

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Bam’s Big Sister, Johnny Knoxville

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It wasn’t unusual for Bam to bring his friends over for dinner; in fact, mom’s gotten used to it and knows to always make extra. Usually, it’s Dunn coming over which then evolves into him and Bam causing hell for the rest of the night. A lot of the time, I’m laughing along with them as they do stupid shit, but when they decide to fuck with me at three in the morning, it usually backfires on them. Although I think they learned after the last time; it took a while for the burns caused by my curling iron to heal on the side of my little brother’s head.

“Hey, Bam,” I greet my brother as he walks into the living room, skateboard in hand. Meanwhile, I remain sitting on the couch, my feet propped up on the ottoman in front of me as I try to destress from work. Today was rough; sometimes, I wonder why I even continue working the job. It’s only temporary while I’m in college, but I’m not sure how long I can keep it up.

“Hey, sis,” he greets, his eyebrows furrowing as he focuses on me. “You look like hell. Are you okay?” Bam asks, causing me to flip him off with a laugh.

“Fuck you, I don’t look like hell,” I tell him before sitting up straight with my feet on the ground. “I’m okay, I just had a bad day at work,” I explain, sighing afterward. “Bam, I don’t how much longer I can do it. They overwork me, treat me like shit. I think I’ve had enough.”

“I don’t know why you even do it in the first place, (Y/n),” He comments, plopping down next to me. “I know you like to have spending money, but I got you covered!”

“Bam, you are my little brother; I’m not going to ask you for money,” I point out, leaning my elbows against my knee.

“But, you can though,” Bam says, poking my knee with each word. “Not only are the guys and I doing great with our videos, but we even have a major deal coming up!” He exclaims, making me look at him with curiosity. He hasn’t told me about any major deal lately. “Actually, that’s what I was gonna tell you when I came in here. Dunn’s coming over tonight and this new guy we just met from Big Brother. His name is Johnny, and don’t kick his ass if he messes with you. I don't want to lose this deal.”

With that, Bam punches me in the shoulder before standing and running out of the room, only for my shoe to him in the back of the head right as he hits the doorway. “Asshole,” I mutter, shaking my head with a smile. Being four years older than him, I didn’t think we’d be as close as we are, but he’s my little brother, and I can’t help but love the jackass.

After showering and getting some comfortable clothes on, I hang out in the living room for a while before a knock sounds at the front door. Standing up from the couch, I lower the volume on the stereo before heading to the door and opening it. The man standing behind it causes me to freeze, any words in my mouth suddenly gone.

Despite beginning to say something, he grows silent as well, a few seconds passing before he smiles at me. “Hi,” he says, almost lost for words.

Regaining my movement, I smile back at him. “Hi,” I great back, a nervous giggle leaving my lips. I have no clue as to what came over me. “You must be here for Bam.”

“Uh, yeah, actually, I am,” He answers me, nodding. “And you’re his sister…hopefully?” He guesses, making me laugh. As soon as he sees me do this, his smile grows less nervous.

“Yes, I’m (Y/n),” I explain, trying to keep my eyes on his face rather than his arms currently being accentuated by his white t-shirt. It should be illegal to wear such a tight shirt. “And you must be-“

“Johnny, come on in!” I hear Bam’s voice behind me, causing me to turn and see him with Dunn standing beside him. When did he get here? “Johnny, this is my friend, Ryan Dunn. And this,” Bam slaps a hand on my shoulder, “is my asshole-sister (Y/n).”

Before Bam can say anymore, I throw my fist down and punch him in the junk, causing him to hunch over with a huge ‘humph’ leaving his mouth. Immediately, Johnny laughs while Dunn tries to help Bam, despite quiet laughter leaving his lips as well. “I already like her,” Johnny states, stepping into our house so I can close our front door.

With him now standing beside me, I can’t help but look up at him with a happy smile taking over my lips. I feel as if the crappy day I had at work earlier doesn’t even matter now. This feeling only intensifies as Johnny turns his head over to me, his lips forming a smile that could mimic mine. You know, I already like him too.

After Bam introduces Johnny to our parents, mom quickly sets the table for everyone. During dinner, Bam and Dunn share stories with Johnny and vice versa. Everyone at the table can’t stop laughing, all with the exception of Mom’s shocked face as Bam tells crazy stories she has yet to hear. Although, throughout the dinner, Johnny’s eyes kept finding mine, and after we were finished, we finally had the opportunity to talk.

"When my brother said 'asshole-sister,' he really meant older sister," I explain to Johnny as he smiles at me. Still sitting at the table, Johnny and I sit beside each other while Bam and Dunn sit across from us, too busy messing with each other to even look over and see their new cast mate currently talking to me. "I'm only an asshole to him."

A chuckle leaves his lips as he looks between me and my little brother. "I think he deserves it though, right?" He asks, making me chuckle as well.

Nodding, I look over at Bam with Johnny. "Well-deserved," I remark, "especially when he tries to involve me in his skits- God, it is so annoying when he breaks into my room and starts his shit."

Johnny laughs as I complain about my brother, knowing what I say is true. My brother's videos have been shared many times, and with Johnny and him now being crew-mates through Big Brother, I'm sure he has seen a lot of them.

"Don't worry, darling," Johnny murmurs to me before shifting in his seat to fully face me. He wears a confident smile on his lips despite being a bit lower than before. "I'll happily get your brother back for you."

A confident smirk makes its way onto my lips to match his as I hold my hand out to him. "Promise?" I ask him, earning a nod back as Johnny takes my hand in his. His hands are a little rough, granted after he and Bam discussed all the stunts Johnny has done over the years, I can see why. However, his touch is gentle and warm, and as his hand grips mine, I feel my heart almost skip a beat.

"Promise," Johnny repeats the word I just said to him with a certain confidence that makes me laugh. I can only imagine what he and my brother might get into with their various stunts and pranks, but I know he will definitely get my brother at one point or another.

"I'll hold you to that, Mister Knoxville," I tell him, watching his eyes almost haze over at my teasing voice saying his name. The sight makes me silently laugh to myself as I lean back into my dining chair, my eyes now cast upon my parents' old chandelier as I try to calm my racing heart down. I already know this is going to be fun.

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jackasswhre · 7 months

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can you do hesdcannons or something for Bam and Johnny with a reader who struggles with depression and anxiety? if you don’t feel comfortable i understand, so maybe Bam and Johnny x reader who is super clingy?

heyyyyyyy, its not that im not comfortable w it just have like 3 other requests and ive been so busy so im gonna do the super clingy one now and maybe when i have more free time ill do the first one! hope you like it :))

Johnny Knoxville/Bam Margera x super clingy reader

Johnny Knoxville

See now this man is 50/50

He usually loves it

But when he's really busy with whatever then he might think it's a bit annoying

So idk if you can maybe try to hold back a bit when he's working

But I promise when he's not busy, he loves it

He loves having you around 24/7

Hugging him, kissing him, whatever

He loves all of it

(Except for maybe when you're are around the other guys (jackass crew, ect) then maybeeeeee the kissing would be too much)

His favorite activity is cuddling on the couch and watching tv

He's always busy so that definetely helps him unwind

But yeah in conclusion he loves the fact that you're clingy

Bam Margera

Ok so omg

Bam is totally super clingy himself

You cannot convince me otherwise

He loves having an arm around you, kissing you, hugging you, anything

So if you do the same to him istg

Bro will melt

He loves it when you initiate contact

Honestly he could probably spend his entire life chilling and cuddling with you

He's like geniuenly so obsessed with it

Also compared to Johnny, Bam does not care if you kiss him around the guys

Literally not a single fuck given

He loves showing you off so if you do the same with him he will literally marry you

And listen I know I said that Bam's incredibly clingy right?

Well be prepared for when he's drunk

He's literally 10 times more clingy then he was before

If he could hold you 24/7 I promise that he would

a/n: im sorry that its so short, but i hope its okay :))

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dunnswrld · 2 years

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Johnny talking really dirty during sex and it makes the reader blush (but she's super into it) and Johnny absolutely loves the fact she blushes?

i may have had too much fun with this. also sorry if this is like cringey my “dirty talk” isnt that good HAHA

NSFW/SMUT, dom!johnny, fem!reader, oral (fem receiving), PRAISE, dirty talk

“johnny- fuck- m’so close.”

is all you could babble as your boyfriends head was in between your thighs. his arms wrapped around your thighs to make sure you wouldn’t close them on him for being over-sensitive.

your hands tugged at his hair as you let out a string of broken moans. johnny groaned loudly from the noises that fell from your mouth as they went straight to the tent in his pants.

johnny’s tongue lapped your clit trying to help you ride out your high on his tongue. your legs gently shaking around his grapse as he kept moving his tongue. it wasn’t until your moans turned into light pants did he stop.

he pulled away from the spot between your legs and sat up on his knees. johnny wiped the mixture of spit and cum off with his thumb and then he looked down at you and saw the single greatest thing he had ever seen in his life.

you were laying on your back, your hair messy, your cheeks a bright red, your lips slightly parted, and doe eyes looking up at him as your chest rose and fell. the only thing covering your upper body being his own shirt you barrowed for the night.

“you’re the prettiest girl ive ever seen. so glad i get to make you feel good. now open wide for me sweetheart.”

johnny said as he gently pushed his thumb into your mouth. his bottom lip sucking between his teeth as he watched you gently suck his spit and your own cum off his thumb.

“there ya go, atta girl.”

a light groan escaping his lips as he took his thumb out of your mouth, a strand of silva that was connected from his thumb to your bottom lip snapping when he moved his finger far enough.

“flip over f’me sweetheart.”

you wasted no time listening to johnny, flipping over onto your stomach. a weird sensation running through your body as you realized you couldn’t see johnny anymore.

you felt johnnys large hands pull up your hips and run a hand down your back, your back arching with his touch.

your cheeks were flushed a bright shade of red as you tried to hide them in johnny’s soft pillow case with your back arching, your ass in the air practically on display for johnny. you were embarrassed to be seen in such a lewd position by someone, even your boyfriend.

but as for johnny, god he loved every second of it. he loved seeing your cheeks flush red from being so flustered by the things he would do. even though you would get so embarrassed by some of the things you did or said you always had that doe eyed look as you looked at johnny. that look that always seemed to pull him in deeper.

and those eyes along with you being- well- his girlfriend who was the hottest girl on earth to him, all he wanted was for you to know how hot you were to him, how much you really meant to him.

“love when you pose like this for me sweetheart, makes me so hard for ya.”

if it was even possible you felt your face get hotter until you felt the tip of johnny’s cock run up and down your folds. it was almost as if electricity shot through your body in that moment.

“already gettin’ worked up darlin’? i’ve barely even started.”

is what johnny babbled as he slid into you, you dug your face deeper into johnny’s pillow as a wave a pleasure washed over you. you were still sensitive from just a bit ago when johnny was using his magic touch with his tongue but that only made the pleasure more intense.

johnny began rocking his hips into yours at a slow steady pace. but this was enough to not only to make you want more but johnny to want more.

johnny began to move his hips at a faster pace, lewd sounds of skin slapping filled your room along with moans and groans. johnny had his hands on your hips, pulling you back into each of his thrusts to try and go as deep as he could.

johnny was practically running off his sex drive right now, which could explain why he was enjoying every second of the moment going on right now. he also wanted you to know how much he was really enjoying this.

“god you’re takin’ me so well- shit- feels so good sweetheart.”

“fuck you make me feel so good. i wanna make ya feel good too sweetheart, please let me.”

“you’re the best i’ve ever had.”

“ya like that? say it with your words. tell me how much you like it sweetheart.”

your cheeks were flushed a deep shade of red, how could johnny say such things and not be red in the cheeks? but you can’t say you weren’t enjoying it though, it made your stomach do flips hearing all the lewd things johnny had to say.

“john-johnny?”

“yeah sweetheart?”

“could- could you keep talking like that?”

“mm you like when i talk dirty darlin’? you like hearin’ how much i like fucking you? god gonna treat ya well, real well.”

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