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knoxvilleforever · 2 years

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Jackass Guys being Flustered around their S/O Headcanons

request: HC of flustered Ehren? You can be as cheesy and fluffy as you want! Thanks!

request: HC of Flustered Steve-o with Fem Reader? Thanks

request: Flustered Bam HC with Fem Reader? Thanks!

ehren mcghehey:

ehren would be very nervous around you

and it would be very noticeable to all of the guys

who make it even worse for him

‘what’re you blushing for dude?’

‘fuck off, dave.’

he finds himself struggling to find the right words whenever you talk to him

and then he hears you giggle at the state he’s in and it’s over for him

he just tries to laugh it off and then realises he didn’t hear a word you said

because he got so distracted by how pretty you looked today and how the breeze is blowing through your hair and then all of a sudden oh god your mouth is moving and he can’t hear the words and

then you’re giggling again

‘ehren? did you hear what i said?’

ehren swears his heart is beating out of his chest

‘i, uhhh, i… no?’

‘i asked if you’d like to go get a drink sometime?’

‘a drink, with you? you and me? and a drink? like a…’

‘a date. yeah. i mean if you want it to be a date.’

he’s sure he won’t be able to wipe the smile off his face for weeks

‘yes! i do, i mean i’d love that!’

how the hell is he going to get through an entire date with you without making a fool of himself?

but now you’re giggling again

and he thinks he might just be okay

steve o:

i feel like steve o is really difficult to fluster

he gives off the vibe that he isn’t really fazed by anything

but when he sees you dressed up for something like a jackass premiere

he’s speechless

on a regular day he’s pretty smooth with the ladies

but the dress you’re wearing really does something for him

and he’s lost the ability to conjure up any thoughts in his head

‘hey!’

you’re beaming when you see him

but he’s not quite figured out how to connect his brain to his mouth again and form words

so then you have a hand on his arm and you look concerned

‘are you okay?’

and you’re leaning in close to him and now he can smell your perfume

and what is wrong with him???

he’s been this close to you before but it’s like he’s under a spell

and then his brain clicks back into action and his giving you a smile

and the most sincere compliment he’s ever given anyone

‘you look so beautiful.’

and you’re so happy that you’re surrounded by cameras because you get to have the look on his face captured forever

bam margera:

okay so bam is absolutely the most flustered boy around you

you could be across the other side of the room and he’s fumbling over his words just by looking at you

and then when he sees you walking over his heart is at a million miles an hour

‘hey bam bam.’

that nickname almost sends him over the edge

he’s flushed

bright red cheeks

and he can’t take his eyes off of the way you’re looking at him

when you’re deep in conversation with knoxville

ryan’s at bam’s side

‘what’s up, bam bam? did the pretty girl talk to you?’

‘…shut up.’

he spends all night working up the courage to talk to you again

he’s shooting daggers into the side of knoxville’s head waiting for him to stop talking to you

‘i, uh got you another drink. and i found the ice because i know you said you like your drinks really cold.’

‘that’s really sweet, bam.’

and then you’ve got a hand on his arm and you’re leaning in to press a kiss to his cheek

and his brain is short circuiting and he thinks he’ll remember that feeling forever

he’s just glad none of the other guys are around

because he can only imagine the look on his face

and he knows he’d never hear the end of it

#ehren mcghehey #steve o #bam margera #ehren mcghehey headcanon #steve o headcanons #bam margera headcanons #ehren mcghehey x reader #steve o x reader #bam margera x reader #jackass #jackass headcanons #jackass x reader

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johnny-coxville · 2 years

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So I accidentally answered this already without it being able to be typed out, so hoping this reaches you anon 🙏

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Bam Margera x fem!reader fluff

♡

Beautiful baby girl

Bam always had a very secret soft spot for children. He never showed it, but one night he cracked. Finally asking if you would want to have a kid together.

Of course, you were beyond ecstatic and were immediately accepting of the idea. That night was a sweet night like no other. Just a few weeks passing.

Multiple tests spread the news that you were pregnant. Bam was already ready to make a nursery and came up with names. You just giggled and went along. Months into your pregnancy you found you were going to have a beautiful baby girl.

Bam was so unbelievably excited. Nearly wagging his tail like an excited golden retriever. He would make you warm tea each night, and rub your belly. Hoping to feel a bump sooner or later.

Bam would worry about leaving you home alone to film, but to your surprise. Him and the guys set up a surprise baby shower. Pretty pink and purple balloons sprawled in your backyard.

You all had a wonderful time, receiving some key things for your soon child. Before you knew it, the baby was kicking. A round bump finally filling your stomach. Bam would lay his ear against you, cooing as it kicked. He would read stories to her and you would watch with a smile.

Once you were due, a cold winter's morning rolled around. He drove you to the emergency room, where you gave birth to your baby girl. Bam laid eyes on his daughter and tears jerked at his eyes.

The drive home from the hospital was pleasant. As you rest up, Bam did his very best to take care of her. Occasionally passing out with the baby right beside him. As she grew old, he swore she wanted to dress like her "cool skateboarding dad".

Dressing her in little vans and t-shirts with graphic designs. She was constantly being held by the guys. All of them took turns playing with the baby. Once she was old enough, he would take her to the skate park. Meeting his buddies and thrilling her with his silly tricks.

Years and years went by. Each day is as good as the next. Her nursery was soon turning into her bedroom. Her dad's influence had rubbed off on her. By the time she was 5, she admired what she called her uncle. Tony Hawk.

Her own mini skateboards sprawled onto her walls. She rocked out with Bam sometimes, banging her tiny head with him. You had never seen Bam so happy before. Yourself, you couldn't ask for better. As time progressed. She only became more like her dad, yet had the biggest soft spot for her mama.

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punkdooley · 2 years

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Nervous Ticks w/ Bam Margera?

These are all based off of my personal anxiety ticks, if there's any others you can think off and would like to add/discuss feel free to send them! Also yes, it is neutral reader, I will always try to write neutrally unless spoken otherwise!

WARNING: Mentions of anxiety habits, unintentional self harm, detailed "accounts" of what the habits entail.

-Lip picking.

Usually, it isn't too bad, so he sorta just glances at you every now and then. However, if he notices you doing it more frequently, like to the point your lips are constantly bleeding lightly and chapped, he'll grab your hands and make you stop. He'll actually bite your hand if you refuse and/or pull your hands away. He's just trying to make sure you knock the painful habit the fuck off.

-Inner cheek/lip biting/chewing.

Again, not usually something that's very noticeable or painful...That is, until you start to get some sort of sore spot in your mouth. In that case, he questions you on how you could've obtained them. And then give you whatever he can to help alleviate the pain even just a little. Popsicles, ice cream, Orajel (an over the counter numbing agent for oral pain, a good example is it's used for teething babies.)

-Scab/Acne picking.

Might speak for itself, but he will hand you something, such as a ring, or his own hand, just something to help keep your hands busy instead of constantly looking around your face and body subconsciously for something to scratch. He doesn't want you to keep fucking making marks on your skin, if he hears you talk about how you hate all the marks on your face again he'll throw you in the pool.

-Hair playing/pulling.

Hair playing. No big deal. Probably thinks it's kinda cute sometimes to watch you twirl your hair or make a little mustache over your lip with the ends of your hair (if you have longer hair). However, it's the pulling that he knows needs to stop. If not, you'll just end up with a bald spot, and feel even worse about the habit. You know you need to stop, but it's just so overwhelming. Constantly hands you handheld games, toys, coloring or drawing activities, and makes sure if you have longer hair, you put i up so you won't be tempted to touch it.

I'm sure there's more I can think of, however as for now I think this may be a good start. Thanks if you read through it, lemme know what you think. :)

#jackass #jackass hcs #jackass headcanons #bam margera #bam margera x reader #viva la bam #bam margera hcs #bam margera headcanons

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peejsocks · 2 years

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Hey :)

Please may I request platonic hcs (kinda like the unconventional affection ones) of how the guys with a neurodivergent reader who loves to infodump to them? (Perhaps you could include some of the cky guys too, but only if it’s not too much, I’d be more than happy with just the jackass guys!)

Thanks so much, please remember you are a lovely human worthy of everything good in the world 💜

a/n: i'm running kinda low on inspo, so i'm sorry i didn't do all of the guys, just the ones i kinda had an answer for. also took it as you having multiple interests to infodump with, not just one in particular, because that's sort of my experience with it. hope you like it and thanks for requesting <3

ps: as much as i feel guilty later, i love infodumping, this was fun.

i have to start with dico because that boy would be right there with you. look, there are so many interesting things in the world, why stick to one subject? and no surface-level knowledge! hours would fly by with the two of you jumping from one topic to another effortlessly, without taking a breath. car rides are nightmarish to some because both of you won’t shut up in the backseat.

raab likes to listen, just sitting there quietly hearing you and dico go on and on about something, laughing when ryan turns it into a joke. he says you two make him feel smart.

ryan would nickname you ‘the professor’ and act like a disruptive student anytime you began explaining something with a glint in your eyes that says ‘oh i’ve been waiting for someone to ask’. he gives you shit for it but it's friendly. loves saying "the more you know, huh."

bam would call you a nerd and pretend he's not listening, then use some random piece of information you brought up as inspiration for a video and have you plan it out with him. you’re invited to the making of the HIM documentary, as the unofficial tour guide.

“just because i have a tendency to know little facts doesn’t mean i’ll know the history of finland, bam” “yeah but you’ll probably come up with the most obscure knowledge while we’re there, and that’s what we want”.

basically you’d be a prop, since they know you don't mind digging deep on random subjects. kinda like tim is the builder, you're the researcher.

pontius and steve-o are the ones who would love it the most, though. i mean it’s so obvious to me, those two are so curious. they’d constantly invite you to join them in wildboyz episodes because they think it's really interesting that you seem to know a bit about everything. the more niche the content, the more they love hearing it. chris would definitely copy your manner of speaking and spew absolute bullshit pretending it’s a fact.

“chris, i don’t think that’s true.” “but you believed it for a second, didn’t you? you’ll see, i’ll be as good as you one day.” “oh, dude, me too. i’ve been reading up.”

they’d treat it as a gift and make you feel real special about it.

johnny is the best listener out of the bunch, his sunglasses low on the bridge of his noise as he looks up at you, paying attention. unlike dico, he doesn't have much to add, but he does have a lot to ask. infodumping to him would be dangerously self-indulgent, just connecting one topic to another and not realizing you talked his ears off.

"shit, pj, i bet you're sick of hearing me talk about this." "not at all, i was actually gonna ask if you know anything about..."

never complains, always interested.

dave wouldn’t know how to shut you up so he would just sit there, arms crossed, crooked smile. for so long. until you go “too much?” “a little.” and you’d both laugh. you’d do it again two hours later. he’s too nice to say anything. darf is (poetically) the exact opposite, yelling excitedly in your face to tell him more and “that’s so interesting!”.

honestly believe infodumping would be seen as a great trait to have as a jackass member

#jackass headcanons #jackass hcs #johnny knoxville #bam margera headcanons #ryan dunn #chris pontius #steveo #brandon dicamillo #chris raab

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abellmunsonmovie · 3 months

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I feel like if Eddie was alive in the late 90s and early 2000s he’d love Jackass. Also like what if Corroded Coffin got famous or whatever and they were a special guest on there?!?!

“Hey my names, Johnny Knoxville, welcome to Jackass!” -Eddie before cutting to wee man getting shot out of a canon

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princessthatcantfuckingsleep · 4 months

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POV: you look threw the only girl in jackass Camera roll♡♡

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johnnyknoxvilleswife · 5 months

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Jackass's own it girl (she is a teensy bit of an alcoholic)

totally about to write a City Girl x Knoxville Fic

#jackass #johnny knoxville #bam margera #chris pontius #jackass 4ever #jackass number two #jackass outfits #jackass headcanons #jackass fanfic #ryan dunn #gwendolyn'smoodboards #jackassgirl

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glitterinmyveinss · 5 months

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// say yes to heaven //

johnny knoxville x reader

authors note: Johnny goes by PJ, some things might be innacurate apologies in advance, mentions of homophobic slurs (i can say it)

❥༄ It's a warm july evening, the sunset sky looks like cotton candy, the kids are still out playing, and me and pj are on the steps of his trailer drinking some cold beers. i've known pj ever since me n my mom first moved to Tennesse at age 5. i ponder back on that moment, the memory still fresh in my mind.

❥༄ "y/n! get your boxes from the back of the uhaul girl!" my mother shouted. i sighed and made my way from the empty field to the back of the van we came in while my mother put her belongings inside our new home. a boy around my age with dark chocolate hair, warm brown eyes, and a horrendous haircut came up to me. "are you my new neighbors?" he asked enthusiastically. i nodded shyly. "cool! i'm pj by the way. my trailers right there." i glanced over to where he was pointing. i noticed a brown trailer with white stripes, white steps, and various beer cans and cigarette butts littering the patch of grass in front. i turned back to him and introduced myself back. "my names y/n. my parents divorced so we moved here." "mine are divorced too! wanna be friends?" we've been inseparable ever since.

❥༄ i set down my can with a sigh and put my hands in my hair. i've lived in the same trailer ever since, things never really got better for me and my mom. i started working at the local jcpennys working the beauty department but that's it, and Pjs been working with his dad at his auto repair shop ever since we were 13. pj turned to look at me, his brows furrowed and his eyes fixated on me. "what's troublin' you doll?" i picked my head up with a sad smile. i loved when he called me that. "whens it gonna get better peej?" i let out a dry chuckle. "i mean are we just gonna stay in this town our whole lives? living pay check to pay check?" he huffed and turned away from me. "i don't know y/n...why are you bringing this up?" "because i don't want that to be my life pj. maybe it was good for our parents but...don't you want different?" he took another sip from his can and a long drag from his cigarette and was quiet for a while. "of course i want different but it's not that simple y/n...plus the world needs workers like us and our parents anyway." i couldnt belive what he was saying. it was so out of character for him. he was never one to conform to society despite us growing up in the south where you'd get called a fag for just about anything. but people didn't care when it came to pj. he could be wearing a tutu and still look cool. that's why i didn't understand why he was giving up his future to stay in a town like this when the world had so much more to offer him, to offer us. "you know, i don't get you sometimes pj." i threw my can on the porch and sat up. "when are you gonna wake up y/n?" he shouted at me. i looked at him wint utter confusion painted on my face. he stared back at me with those piercing dark eyes. anytime i looked into them, it was like i was stuck in place, and like the rest of the world was no more, just me and pj. "w-what do you mean?" i spoke. he scoffed at me and continued, still shouting. "do you think it's that easy? that we can just leave this all behind and start a new life like that?" i huffed in frustration and crossed my arms, "that's not what i meant and you know it. i just meant that we both have dreams pj. what about your writing?" he turned away from me and shook his head, his eyes were even darker now due to his mood. i noticed there were imprints on his can due to his grip on it. "what about my writing y/n? you heard my dad." a while ago, pj shared with his dad his dreams of being a writer, and how he wanted to write for this magazine in LA, just to get his foot out the door. his dad didn't take it well at all and said he better get the wrench he asked for because writing won't pay the bills. i stayed quiet, not knowing what to say. pj got up to stomp his cigarette out. when he was done he locked eyes with me. he stared at me with such intensity, it made my knees buckle and my stomach flip. maybe it's a good thing he wore shades 99.9% of the time. i wanted nothing more than to reach out and hug him, let him know that anyone who doubted him didn't know what they were talking about. that me and him could make it on our own. but we were just friends. and he was even more stubborn drunk than he was sober. he turned to go inside then stopped. "you better get home y/n...it's getting dark." i felt the tears sting the corners of my eyes, like bees in the summer time. this wasn't the first time we fought like this, but it's the first time he didn't invite me in afterwards. usually he'd say something along the lines of sorry, or how he has some left over apple pie he needs help eating, really he would say any excuse. but this time, it was like he wanted nothing to do with me. "you're a coward philip and you know it." i shouted. "you have just as much potential as anyone else in this world to do something great, but you're scared!" he stayed with his back towards me, his fists clenched and his head low. "leave y/n."

❥༄ i stared at him until my vision became blurry with tears, which didn't take long. i've always been emotional. i ran away from him, in the direction of our old elementary. i always went there when things became too much to handle and i just needed somewhere to escape to. once i got there i sat on the old rusty swings that squeaked each time you swayed. i felt like shit. maybe i was too hard on pj. it's just that all i wanted was for me and him to have a good future. maybe the reason why i got so mad was because i imagined our futures would be us as lovers, not best friends. i wish i brought one of those beers before i left. i heard rustling coming from my left side and when i turned to look, i saw pj. i turned away and stared at the ground. it was quiet for a while while he sat on the swing beside me. "i'm sorry doll. i didn't mean to yell at you like that, you know how i get when i drink coors." i began to sob as i spoke, "no peej i'm sorry, i was too hard on you." i put my head in my hands and hid my face. pjs eyes scrunched up as he began laughing at me. "oh come on y/n, no need to bring out the water works. we're all good girl" he moved his hand and began rubbing my back. i sniffled and picked my head up, turning to him with a small smile that he returned.

❥༄ it was like that for a while. just me and pj swaying back and forth, till he spoke up. "you know i'm not a coward y/n..." i faced him and frantically began explaining myself. "i know pj i'm sorry it's j-" he cut me off. "the only reason why i'm not doing what i want is because... i wanna keep you close to me." i stayed staring at him. my eyes wider than usual, and my lips tucked between my teeth. "the magazine i wanna write for is based in LA. that means i would have to move there." i remained quiet. he turned to look at me. "come on y/n say some-" it was probably the alcohol more than me, but out of no where, i decided to kiss him. his lips were warm snd soft, i could still taste the cigarettes and coors on his breath. i felt euphoric and nauseous all at once. i pulled away awkwardly and faced him. "i'm sorry peej, i don't know-" he cupped the side of my face and pulled me in for a second kiss. after a minute we pulled away, but we were stuck staring at eachother, like one would disappear if the other dared to look away. "i'll go with you." i spoke, barely above a whisper. pj scrunched his face in confusion. "pardon?" i rolled my eyes at him. sometimes he was such an airhead. "i'll go with you to LA. just say the word and i'll go pj." he stared at me with a goofy crooked smile and picked me up from the swing. i squealed as he threw me over his shoulder. "let's start packing then. we'll get the first flight out as soon as we're done." even though i was upside down and felt dizzy, i couldn't be happier.

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babybammargera · 11 months

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POV you’re the reckless grunge chick of the jackass crew

Always covered in bruises.

Getting scraped up and the boys covering you in cartoon bandaids (which are featured in most of your scenes at this point)

You’re like Steveo in the sense of documenting gnarly slams except you take pics with a Polaroid.

Longish nails that haven’t been broken during filming but are covered in chipped nail polish.

^Bam or Dunn probably painted them one drunk night bc they found a random nail polish at a party.

Nosebleeds from slamming are normal for you but surprisingly you haven’t broken it yet.

(as far as you know anyway)

Somehow always getting hurt in stunts when you’re paired up w Ryan or Steveo.

“Ow Ry your big ass foot went right into my ribs.”

Broke your arm within the same week Ryan did and Jeff was pissed.

He still refuses to let either of you hear the end of it.

He was also mortified seeing the two of you randomly smacking each other with your casts.

You bounce back from said injuries faster than most of the guys would.

And sometimes you pull off stunts the guys couldn’t and never let them live it down.

Annoying Spike Knoxville and Tremaine like it’s your job. Bc technically it is.

To be fair you bully all of them bc they do the same to you.

You’ve definitely tripped Dave before bc he made a sly comment as darf.

Honestly you probably need a shower but you’re still hot so.

Can’t keep up with things to save your life.

Never having clean clothes and ending up raiding all the guys luggage.

Like you’ve definitely stolen a pair of cleanish jeans from Steveo or Bam or Dunn.

And who knows how many shirts from the others.

CLUMSY

Not when it comes to stunts but outside of filming you trip on air or run into walls bc you’re not paying attention.

You’ve punched bam for laughing when it happens on more than one occasion

#jackass #cky #viva la bam #bam margera #ryan dunn #jackass headcanons #jackass imagine #mtv jackass #jackass fic #jackass headcannons #jackass hcs

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dangerehrenn · 5 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

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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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jackasswhre · 8 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

#bam margera #bam margera x reader #jackass #jackass x reader #jackass fanfic #jackass number two #viva la bam #bam margera x you #bam margera headcanons #jackass the movie #bam margera imagines #bam margera imagine #viva la bam x reader #viva la bam fanfic #dating bam margera

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knoxvilleforever · 2 years

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Teaching the Jackass Boys a Different Language Headcanons

request: Reader teaching the boys(Johnny steveo Chris bam Ryan)a different language/ the reader teaching the boys their native language hcs?

johnny knoxville:

knows you're a very patient teacher

but still tries his hardest to get everything right the first time

finds you extremely attractive when you're concentrating

you hear him practicing what you've taught him when you get home from work one day

when he realises you heard he's a little shy

'that sounded pretty good, johnny!'

you can see the red tint to his cheeks

'well you spent so much time teaching me, i figured i could repay you by actually practicing.'

surprises you one day by asking you to dinner in the language you taught him

steve o:

a lot of you teaching steve o turns into other explicit activities

he can’t help but be even more attracted to you when you speak in your native language

he can’t believe how cool it is that you can fluently speak more than one language

sometimes forgets to listen because he’s so mesmerised by you

‘...oh my god i have no idea what you just said but that was so hot.’

to show you he really has been paying attention he wants to learn how to give you a compliment

but without your help he gets kinda confused

and eventually when he thinks he has it figured out...

‘baby i love you but i think you just told me i look like a fish.’

despite his confusion you loved the sentiment

chris pontius:

decided because of all his travelling for wildboyz he should at least know one other language

and you were more than happy to help

chris is a quick learner

and he loves when you praise him for picking it up so quickly

will slip into the language you’re teaching him in order to practice

you think it’s so cute when pauses to think of the correct word

definitely asks you to teach him how to say something dirty

‘you better not be asking that so you can use it on other girls when you travel.’

‘can you also teach me how to say my girlfriend is my favorite person in the entire world?’

bam margera:

he is literal heart eyes the first time he hears you speak another language

‘say that again.’

‘wait how’d you learn how to do that?’

gets frustrated pretty easily if he doesn’t pick it up quickly

you have to bribe him with kisses to keep practicing

expects you to kiss him every time he learns a new word

will randomly come up to you to tell you different words or phrases he learned just so he gets a kiss

pouts if you just kiss his cheek

‘what do i have to learn to get you to makeout with me?’

definitely asks you to teach him curse words

ryan dunn:

ryan tries to be a good listener and learner

but his attention often goes from what you’re saying straight to your lips

sometimes he just kisses you whilst you’re mid sentence

and well, who are you to complain

but he does try his best to learn from you

‘i think my accent is getting better, babe.’

if he can’t sleep he’ll ask you to talk to him in another language

he finds it comforting, especially if you run your fingers through his hair at the same time

this makes him work on his concentration when you teach him

because he wants to be able to do the same for you

‘can you teach me how to tell bam he’s a dick?’

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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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dunnswrld · 2 years

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The "Enhancement" Pill

a/n: This isn't a request but this idea has been lingering in my mind so I thought why not write it!

prompt: The boys come up with stunt where they all take sex pills and see who caves first, unfortunately (and fortunately) Johnny has you..

warnings: SMUT! swearing, sex pills, fem!reader, sub Johnny kinda?!?

"Hi I'm Johnny Knoxville and this is the Enhancement Pill." Johnny sighed as he held the small pill in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. "Man do we really have to do this?" Dave asked with a pain looked on his face. "Yes just take them already." Jeff spoke annoyed. "Well the whole world is about to see my ding ding harder than a turnbuckle." Johnny said with a laugh, everyone else joining him.

The whole idea of the stunt was that five of the Jackass boys, which in this case was Johnny, Dave, Steve-o, Chris, and Bam would take sex enhancement pills and whoever was able to keep it together the longest would win the challenge. Though there was no prize, just bragging rights.

"Fuck it dude." Steve-o said as he quickly downed the pill, not even having to take it with water. At that point the rest of the guys didn't want to seem like pussies so they all downed their pill. "God this is going to fucking suck major ass." Bam said as he realized what he just did, rubbing his hands down his face.

"Who takes sex pills at 10am?" Chris said with a goofy smile, "Idiots like us do." Steve-o laughed.

It was only two hours later and the cameras were rolling as the five boys sat inside the office at a table in a circle. A blush spread across all their cheeks.

Bam laid with his head rested down, Steve-o laid back in his chair staring at the ceiling trying his hardest to shift his mind to something else, Chris sat stiff and still for the first time in the history of Jackass, Dave had his head in his hands every so often shifting his hips, and lastly Johnny sat with his hands covering the tent in his pants and his sunglasses covering his face.

"This sucks!" Bam said muffled into his arms, laughs being heard through out the room. "It isn't even enjoyable it just hurts." Chris said as he rubbed his hands down his face. "God I really hope my mom doesn't watch this movie." Johnny said as the camera panned over to him, trying his best to make light of his situation. His hands remanded over his boner trying his best to stay modest in this situation.

"Come on it can't be that bad." Jeff said with a cocky snicker, "Shut up Jeff!" The whole table said in union. "God I don't think I've ever been this turned on over nothing in my life." Dave said, audibly in pain. Jeff jokingly ran his hand down Dave's back which was quickly slapped away by Dave. "Dude I'm not even kidding do not touch me right now." He snapped. Chris couldn't help but chuckle.

"Shit I don't think I can sit here much longer." Steve-o laughed breathy as he began to tap his foot. "Same here." Bam said with his head down. "You two would be the first to cave." Ehren said behind the camera. Bam's head snapped up to look up at Ehren with a angry confused look. "What the fuck does that mean?"

Johnny was cancelling out the bickering of all the boys as he only had one focus which was you, his girlfriend. His pants seems to tighten more uncomfortably as he pictured you in that white lacy matching bra and underwear you wear that he loves, or when you whine into his mouth when you two kiss, and the noises you make when he is going down on you.

If Johnny kept thinking of you there was no way he would be able to last in this challenge.

"Whatcha thinking about Knoxville?" Wee-man chuckled, the focus of the cameras panning over to him once again. "I have no shame in saying my girlfriend." Johnny said with a smile that told the viewers what kind of thoughts he was thinking about you. "Good thing she's coming in today to bring lunch than right?" Wee-man laughed.

Johnny's face went pale as it set in that you were bringing in lunch for everyone today since it was Friday. "Ah fuck." Johnny said quietly. "What's the time?" Johnny turned and asked the crowd of people behind the cameras. "Almost 12:40." Someone said, Johnny groaned loudly as he realized you would be here at any moment.

You were the first and last person he wanted to see right now. Johnny put a hand on his face. "Tell her not to come in here with the food I can't see her right now-" "You don't want to see me Pj?" Johnny's head whipped to the familiar voice of you. He saw you holding four pizza boxes that were meant for lunch. "No that's not what I meant I-" "He took a sex pill and can't cave or he loses the challenge." Ryan said with a devilish smirk.

The room was silent until it was soon filled with your loud laughter. "Oh you're fucked." You said between laughs, Johnny's face a bright red. You reached over your boyfriend and set the four pizza boxes on the table. Johnny's hand went to your lower back by habit, rubbing up and down slowly. "Handsy?" You said poking his cheek lightly and walking away from the table. Johnny's hand staying on your lower back till you were too far away for him to touch.

Chris was the first to grab a pizza box and open it Steve-o reaching over to snag a piece from the box. Everyone soon began to grab slices of pizza, everyone but Johnny. He was too focused on you and how great you looked today even in just a Jackass t-shirt and jeans. He watched as you exited the room, most likely to go find paper plates for everyone to use. Johnny was quick to stand up and head to the door.

"I'm gonna go use the bathroom." Johnny said to everyone, okays were heard through out the room really not caring where Johnny went since they all were focused on the pizza right now, the other four boys who took the pills finally not focused on nasty thoughts. But that was until Chris realized Johnny had a hard on just like him and the three other guys. "Hey wait is he going to jerk off?" Chris said with a mouth full of food. Bam began looking around the room for Yn. "More like fuck Yn." Bam chuckled. "Lucky asshole." Steve-o grumbled.

Johnny sped walked down the long hallway, his hands still covering the tent in his pants. He peaked into each room he past praying that you'd be in one that was empty and had a lock on the door. Johnny hit the door of the supply room where he saw you just like he expected looking for paper plates.

"Oh Johnny! Do you think you could grab the paper plates off the shelf for me? I can't reach them." You said to your taller boyfriend. Johnny walked into the supply room and shut the door behind him using the hand that wasn't covering the tent in his pants. You heard a small click from the lock on the door signaling that Johnny had locked it. "Uh Johnny?" You asked, furrowing your brows at him.

"Listen, doll, I am harder than a bolder right now and all I want is for it to go away- could you help me out, please?" You looked at your boyfriend, seeing your refection in his black sunglasses. "In here?" You said gritted through your teeth. "No one will hear I swear! They all are in the room way down the hall." Johnny said as he pointed in the direction of the room.

You stood there for a minute thinking of it, it's true that no one would hear unless they came down here. But even if they tried to get into this room the door was locked so there wouldn't be a way for them to see you and Johnny.

"Well are there cameras in here?" You asked quietly, "No there isn't, they took them out last week cause they were planning on getting new ones." Johnny quickly responded to you. You rubbed your lips together realizing that it was private and no one would really see you two. Plus you couldn't lie, Johnny begging for you like this was really getting you going.

"Ok but it has to be quick." A weight was lifted off Johnny's shoulders as he heard your words. "Oh you are the best." Johnny said as he walked over to you, crashing your lips together. Johnny wasted no time deepening the kiss quickly making it messy and needy. Johnny's hands running up and down every square inch of your body he could easy access.

Johnny began to push you both back till the back of your knees hit the back of the old table causing you to sit on the table. You wrapped your legs around Johnny, tossing your arms around his neck. Johnny pulled away from the kiss and began to undo his belt, "I'm sorry doll but I can't wait much longer." He chuckled softly. You began to unbutton your jeans as Johnny pulled his belt off of his pants and move onto the button on his pants.

You pulled your jeans down to your ankles and Johnny did the same. You looked down at his boxers to see his very visible boner. Then looking up at Johnny who had taken his sunglasses off and put them onto his head. A blush spread across his cheeks and his eyes hung low, he looked like he was craving something.

"You're so beautiful, so so beautiful." Johnny said as he pulled his boxers down, not breaking eye contact with you. Johnny's hard sprung up out of his boxers, his tip was leaking with pre-cum and was a angry red color. You swallowed the lump in your throat as you felt Johnny's hands pull down your underwear.

"This won't take long." Johnny breathlessly laugh. Johnny moved closer to you as you put your hands behind you on the table offering more support. He rubbed his cock slowly between your folds as he let out a whine, tilting his head backwards. Johnny then slowly entered into you, a groan coming from his lips as he looked down at the sight of you taking him in.

"Sh-shit." Johnny said as he dropped his head into your shoulder. You decided to take action and move your hips up and down groans coming from Johnny's lips as you did so. "Just like that- ah! You treat me so good doll." Your bottom lip sucked between your teeth as you listened to Johnny's words, your face becoming hot.

Johnny began to move in and out of you at a steady pace, not to fast, not to slow. The sound of skin clapping and breathless moans quickly filled the room, the idea of being quiet was quickly thrown out the window.

"Feels so good Johnny." You said as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. Johnny didn't respond to you he only let out a moan as he quickened the pace of his thrusts.

"Oh god doll, I'm so close." You could tell he was close from his high pitched moans and whimpers. "Keep going Johnny don't stop."

"Oh god doll you feel so good- I'm gonna cum-" Johnny said, he began to babble about how good you felt and how much he loved you. Saying stuff like:

"I love the way you make me feel, I love it so much."

"You are the best thing that's ever happened to me."

"Wanna make you feel good too doll."

Johnny's hips buckled, as he finally hit his high. Moans and whimpers coming from his lips as you began to move your hips onto his, trying to help him ride out his high as you hit your high; a high pitched moan coming from your throat as you did so.

Johnny and you both sat there for a minute panting as you both tried to get the energy to begin to clean up. "You're lucky I'm on birth control." Johnny laughed at your words. "I am very lucky."

Johnny picked his head up from your shoulder and slowly removed himself out of you. Johnny looked to the shelf to his left and grabbed several tissues from an open box. Johnny gently cleaned you up before he cleaned himself up, pulling his boxers and pants up along with putting his belt back on.

Johnny gave you a peck on your lips as he gently helped you off the table, he bent down to the floor and pulled up your underwear and jeans up for you. Even buttoning up your pants for you. Johnny gave you another kiss but this time on the cheek.

"I love you." He smiled, "I love you too, horny bastard." Johnny laughed as you both walked to the door. Johnny paused and reached back to the shelf grabbing the paper plates you had originally gone in the supply room for. You opened the door, the lock clicking open as you did so. You were expecting a empty hallway but when you opened the door you saw a group of people and camera pointing in your face.

"Oh god." You said as you covered your face from embarrassment. Johnny was behind you holding a stack of paper plates. "So what were you two doing?" Bam teased. "Grabbing paper plates." Johnny said with a cocky smirk that gave away what you two were really doing.

"You must think I'm stupid if I'm eating off a plate that you just touched after fucking!" Wee-man said earning a large laugh from the group of people, everyone but you.

"God this is so embarrassing... wait don't put this in the film! My mom is going to watch this!"

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