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missusdunn · 8 months

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Bam Margera X f!reader X Ryan Dunn pt.1

Warnings!! - Smut, Oral f!giving, cussing, 18++++

Dating Bam Margera threw you into a lot of spontaneous adventures. The parties, impulsive trips across the world, dangerous stunts. It became normal to expect the unexpected. The only predictable thing about Bam was his selfishness especially when it came to you. You are his and his only. You couldn’t even have a friendly conversation with another man without Bam going into a bitch fit. However, there is one exception. Ryan Dunn. They’re a two-in-one deal. You can’t get close to one without the other. And Bam trusts Ryan so no reason for jealousy. Just a trio of pals.

One night, Ryan invites the two of you to his apartment to drink and hang out. Anticlimactic but fun nonetheless. You and Bam head over there with a bottle of vodka and let yourselves in. “Oh hey, you two! Thanks for knocking, so considerate!” Ryan greeted. Bam chuckles and says “Don’t act like you don’t walk into my house like that, asswipe.” “Whatever,” Ryan grabs the vodka from Bam “this’ll make up for it.” I roll my eyes, kick off my shoes, and make my way to the couch. Bam follows suit and Ryan goes to the kitchen to get cups. Bam stretches and melts into his seat. “Finally a night to relax with my two favorite people.” He smiles and puts his arm over my shoulder. I playfully roll my eyes “Don’t be sappy just to get into my pants later.” He sarcastically puts his hands up “Sorry, sorry.” He smirks. “I have better tactics anyway.” He cups my face with his right hand and leans in for a kiss. Of course, I kiss back and it doesn’t take long until his tongue is in my mouth. After a few more seconds Ryan is back. “Excuse me but I’d appreciate it if you two didn’t fuck on my couch!” He says playfully. “We’re not fucking, Dunn,” Bam grumbles with a slight pout having cut the make-out short. “Yet. Thank god I stopped it just in time.” Ryan says placing cups on the coffee table. I laugh and pick up my glass to fill with liquor. Ryan stops me from picking up the bottle and pours it for me. “Oh, such a gentleman,” I say sarcastically while taking a sip. “Anything for you, darling.” He playfully winks filling up the other two glasses. “You fuckers know I’m right here right?” Bam rolls his eyes as Ryan and I laugh. Bam grabs the remote and tosses it to Ryan. “Put some shit on, Dunn let’s get fucked up.” As he chugs his first round.

A couple hours later we’re all buzzed. It didn’t take long for the TV to become background noise. After multiple conversations filled with slurs and giggles the topic of Ryan’s love life came up.

“You really haven’t been getting any lately?” Bam laughs. “Dude it’s not a big deal!” Ryan defends himself. “I’ve just been busy!” Bam continues to laugh “Yeah you’re so busy binge drinking on your couch!” Ryan’s brows furrow “fuck you.” I hit Bam on the shoulder and give Ryan a sympathetic look. “Ry, there’s no shame in not having sex! Not everyone can be sexually active twenty-four seven.” I say “Unlike some whores…” I motion to Bam. Ryan lets out a chuckle and Bam rolls his eyes. “If I’m a whore that would make you one too, idiot,” Bam argues. “Oh babe you and I both know that’s not how it works,” I sigh “Your body count is 10x times mine!” “Whatever since you’re fucking me you’re a whore by association.” He snickers. “You’re such an idiot.” I sip my drink. Bam smirks and leans in. “Your idiot.” Kissing me and turning it into a full-on make-out session in less than ten seconds. That’s gotta be a record.

Ryan groans. “Again please do that anywhere else.” Bam pulls away and looks at his friend. “Yknow what just fucking join, Dunn.” Ryan’s eyes go wide and I’m too shocked to say anything. “What?” Ryan asks, thinking it’s a joke. “It’ll help with your blue balls that make you so pissy,” bam smirks “and I know how long you’ve wanted to fuck y/n.” Ryan keeps his eyes on Bam with red coating his cheeks. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Bam chuckles “Yes you do!” He points out “Before we started dating you, I would talk about all the things we’d do to her!” Now I’m the one with cherry-red cheeks. “Come on, Dunn you down or not?” Bam looks at me as if he’s asking with his eyes. “I’m down if Ryan’s down…” I stumbled out. Bam looks back at Ryan “Alright, let’s do it then.” Ryan agrees. Bam smirks in satisfaction and motions Ryan to sit next to me. Now I'm in the middle. Bam goes for my neck kissing and sucking. While I’m left looking into his friend’s eyes. Ryan hesitated a little bit but then kissed me like it was the end of the world. My throat vibrated with moans and Bam’s hands made their way to my chest. Groping me through my top before pulling it over my chest to expose my tits. I gasped into Ryan’s mouth from the sudden movements. Ryan pulls back to look at my breasts, groaning at the sight. He pushes Bam’s hands away and replaces them with his own. Bam immediately starts to kiss me sloppily. As Ryan has begun sucking on my tits making sure both nipples get the same amount of attention. My moans gradually increase the hotter it gets. I push both the boys away from me. They give me a confused and concerned look. Before they could say anything I got down on my knees in front of them. Their eyes widened in realization before slightly scooting closer together so they weren't too far apart. I began to palm them through their jeans, both of them already hard. “I need you both now,” I whine. Immediately the two start fumbling with their belts whipping their dicks out.

I spit onto both of my hands and begin to jerk my boyfriend and his best friend off. Bam’s groaning and Ryan has his eyes closed letting out breathy moans. I wrap my mouth around Bam’s dick and begin to deep throat him. Trying to get his cock covered in as much saliva as possible. As my left hand continues to stroke Ryan’s Bam grabs my hair and pushes me down on his length a bit more. Groaning when he reaches the back of my throat. I push back off his lap and replace my mouth with my hand. I shift my attention to Ryan and I start to suck the tip of his cock, swirling my tongue around it. And jerking off his shaft twisting up and down. Ryan’s heavily breathing with his eyes locked on mine. I continue to switch between the two men with my mouth, whilst jerking the other one off. Bam’s moans get louder letting me know that he's close. I have a hand on each of the men's shafts. I begin to firmly stroke Bam, twisting up and down. My tongue hovers over his tip waiting for his cum. With a final groan, Bam shoots his load onto my face. From the lewd image of my face covered in cum Ryan finishes in my hand. “Shit.” Ryan curses. I move my face towards my cum-covered hand and clean it up with my tongue. Both boys catch their breaths before sharing a chuckle. “I can’t believe we just fucking did that.” Ryan laughs. “I remove my hands from them, cleaning myself up with a nearby throw blanket. “Consider it an early Christmas present.” Bam continues. “You may wanna wash this…” I smirk, tossing the soiled blanket at Ryan. The two laugh as I get up to go to the bathroom. Until Bam interrupts my movements “Hey, where are you going? It’s your turn.”

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pabtsblueliving · 10 months

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Never Changed

Another song-spo fic. Been feeling Knoxville heavy these past few days. Saw an edit by someone of tik tok of him during the Gumball Rally with this song…brain rot occurred.

WC 1.2K

Warnings: angst, flirting, semi-established on and off relationship, smoking, drinking, making out, groping etc. 18+

Song: Change (In the House of Flies) by the Deftones

I tried my best making the reader as body neutral as possible, still working on improving!

You and Knox had been on and off for years.

It was cat and mouse for as long as you could remember.

You were a well known model, walking for Versace, Gucci, and Mugler since 2004. You somehow got roped into the Jackass crew when you had went to the first premier of the movie which was a backyard BBQ with celebrities left and right, playboy models and hustler girls walking around everywhere you looked.

Youd shown up with friends, Knoxville stealing you to say hi right after youd grabbed a drink.

“Big fan” He smiled, god that smile

“Likewise” you spoke, shaking his hand.

I watched you change, into a fly

I looked away, you were on fire.

It was breaking up and making up, every few months. Youd fuck, youd fight, youd see him in the tabloids with a new blonde the next day. Then after your declaration of finally being “done with him”...He’d show up backstage of your latest runway show.

I watched a change in you, It's like you never had wings

Now, you feel so alive, I've watched you change

Bam Margera had invited your best friend to come to the bar the Jackass Crew and himself were at in New York City. You knew he would be there, and you told yourself no…don't feel into his ego…don't show him, he still had you wrapped around his finger.

“Come on, Y/N, seriously…for me? You know ive been into Bam lately…And you know all those guys anyways! Who cares if Johnny will be there” Your friend, Melissa, had a big grin, batting her lashes at you.

You looked at her and let your head fall back as you sighed,

“Fine…Mel, alright I'll come. For. An. Hour” You pointed in her face, walking to your suitcase to pick out something to wear.

She landed a big kiss on your cheek, and you laughed.

“Y/N, holy shit I love you, I will totally owe you a drink at the bar!” She gleaned, running to put her shoes on.

You looked at yourself in the mirror, fluffing your hair. You'd thrown on your outfit Finishing the look with your harness motorcycle boots, and that one final…accessory.

His belt

God, you'd stolen that belt from him two years ago and he hasn't asked about it back since. The jewelry around your neckline and wrists clanged together as you reached for it.

It was black, some studs, and his old red Waylon Jennings belt buckle on it. You were wearing it, you had to. Mess with him a little, tease a little, maybe piss him off…who knows what wearing this belt would do to you.

I took you home, Set you on the glass

I pulled off your wings, Then I laughed

You and Melissa walked into the dive bar in Brooklyn. You had looked around, spotting Wee-man hand standing on the bar while also funneling a beer.

You and Melissa couldn't help but to groan while laughing, what the hell did we get ourselves into.

“Well, well, I knew you’d be here.” You hear a familiar, Pennsylvanian accent slur.

Melissa turned around, and smiled, giving him a hug. You still had no idea if he had said that to you, or his date who’d finally arrived.

Bam smiled and hugged Melissa, then looked up at you in their embrace, and spoke

“Yeah, I'm talking to you.” He laughed, and Melissa pulled away. “Good luck” He said, accent prominent, and pulling Melissa on his arm towards the other guys.

Melissa looked back and cringed, mouthing ‘Sorry’ as she continued to walk with Bam. A few minutes later, youre standing at the end of the bar, chin in your hand, waiting for your much needed gin and tonic.

“...So that’s where my belt has been, huh.” You heard that voice, his voice, shit, compose yourself a bit, dont turn around yet.

You kept yourself facing the bartender, feeling Johnny’s looming figure just inches behind you.

“Yeah, well…” You turned around, straw in your lips.

“I always thought it looked better on me, no?” You tossed your hair over your shoulder, taking another sip.

I watched a change in you, It's like you never had wings

Now, you feel so alive, I've watched you change

He looked down at you, and tilted his sunglasses down.

“I take it back…you look quite lovely tonight, Rabbit.” He said softly, taking off his sunglasses fully.

That nickname, he's playing a dangerous game, but he's playing it just right

“Starting already, Knox?” You couldn't help but to smile, you two were like magnets whenever you were five feet within the same space together.

“Whaaat, Y/N…you’re being mean tonight…are you breaking up with me?” He joked, smiling after his last few words.

“Don’t you wanna catch up?” His arms slapped against his thighs, grabbing his beer from the bar and taking a sip.

“What to hear about the next blonde youre seeing?” You rolled your eyes, “Dont think im too interested, Knox.

I look at the cross, then I look away

“Hey…come on now, that's over with…” He stepped closer, you're now trapped between him and the bar. “Come have a smoke with me…” He grinned, pulling a pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket.

I'm in for it, and now I'm crossing a path that's near impossible to turn around on.

He lit your stick, then his. You had your back against the brick wall, him leaning on the wall on his side, on arm holding him up above his head.

You both took a drag, making eye contact, not breaking with the other. He exhaled his smoke, stepping closer, his hand with the cigarette stroking the side of your face, thumb going over your lip.

“I always forget how gorgeous you are, rabbit…” he pulled up your chin as you took another drag

“How do we,” You exhaled the smoke, “always end up like this, huh, John?”

Your mind was fuzzy, you had a buzz, desire.

“Maybe this is just…meant to be.” He took your cigarette and put it out, grabbing your waist and pulling you in for a smoldering kiss.

You gasped, usually you're able to fend him off for at least another hour. But, the inevitable is going to happen.

You pulled him in by his belt buckle, whining into the kiss. The feeling of his tongue shooting straight to your core. He tasted like beer and cigarettes, your favorite.

Give you the gun Blow me away

I watched a change in you It's like you never had wings

His right hand sneaked down, and grabbed a handful of your ass slowly, and he groaned. You took this opportunity to stick your tongue between his lips and grab a handful of his hair.

“PJ” You whined…taking a breath

“Baby, come on, baby, if you call me that you know this will be a long night…” He grabbed you by the chin.

You held his belt buckle, teasing the trail of hair leading down under his dickies.

“So let be long, Knox…” You smiled.

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b4mpyre-k1zz3s · 5 months

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Hey! Could I request a fic with Bam where the reader is a female skater?

Maggot’s Kiss

Being apart of Tony Hawk’s skate team sounded like a dream to Y/N- that is, until she met Bam, and an innocent thing turns into something darker.

Bam Margera X Fem!Reader

(Fluff, Angst)

2.6k Words

Warnings: Enemies to lovers, jealousy, crude language, very suggestive content, bullying, hate makeouts, nudity, fake dating, flirting, accidental vouyerisim, injury, blood

An: Thank you so much for your request and happy new year!! I decided to combine my love of darker fics and slow burn to create this for your reading pleasure ;) I just love writing banter like what Bam and Y/N have in this fic hehe XD This fic was also inspired by this amazing fic (one of my favorite Jackass fics on this website) by @asskickedbygirl, so please go check her out!! According to one of my beta readers this is one of the steamiest things I have ever written, and that was just based off of the first three paragraphs, so do with that what you will! Anyways, thank you for sending in requests and please keep sending more!! I love to read them and I enjoy writing them even more :)

You hated him. His edgy, crazy, rich boy schtick made you almost embarrassed to be touring with him and the rest of Tony’s team, knowing that no matter what, the spotlight was always on him. It was never Team Adio or Team Element- it was Bam and Company. Every time you saw pre-teens fighting tooth and nail over who got his autograph first or when chicks threw themselves at his feet for a chance to be graced by the presence of his less than average dick (you see a lot being on the same tour bus for two months), you gagged a little. You were seemingly the only person in America that didn’t fall for Bam Margera’s bullshit. Maybe hate was an understatement.

It was the evening before some exhibition you were supposed to do in the parking lot of a mall that you were pondering all of this, seething quietly in the tiny tour bus bunk bed you were trying to get some shut eye in. Trying being the key word, seeing as you weren't very successful at it. Sighing, you wriggled out of your middle row bunk, carefully stepping down and stretching, the claustrophobic sleeping conditions doing nothing for your already not great posture. There was a row of leather seats in the back of the bus you and the guys would usually sit around and play cards in or watch TV when you were on the road that you made your way back to, feeling around in the pitch darkness as a strange chill struck you. The only thing you could see was the glowing, orange tip of a cigarette as you sat down, knowing exactly who it was.

“Close the damn window. S’freezing.” Mumbling, you crossed your legs, tucking your feet into the backs of your knees to warm yourself up. He chuckled, taking another drawl on his cigarette, the embers glowing intensely for a moment before he exhaled, “Might wanna think ‘bout wearin’ a bra ‘round here.” You could practically feel Bam’s eyes on you through the darkness. “I had no idea y’were so fascinated by my tits, Margera.” His last name came out of your mouth like it pained you to say it, acrid on your tongue. Scoffing, you cooed with faux sweetness, sliding closer to him and whispering in his ear, “I-I mean, if you really wanted, y’could give ‘em a feel…” Two can play at that game. Bam found your jab funny, laughing bitterly as he playfully shoved you away, “Oh, no way in hell am I touchin’ you.”

So after a few minutes of small talk, you went back to bed, and so did he, but that exchange didn’t leave your mind. There wasn't an atom in your body that wanted to be felt up by Bam of all people, but you were still pissed that he wrote you off that fast. You saw the girls he took to the bathroom of the tour bus every night and they had nothing on you. Then there was the matter of why he was staring at your tits in the first place. Was he checking you out? Something hot bubbled in your stomach that you were sure was hate at the thought of that. God, it was too late to be thinking like this, you thought, pushing it from your mind and burrowing deeper into your sheets as you tried to get some sleep.

You felt like shit the next day, but the show must go on, three hours of sleep or not. Thankfully, the bus stopped at a Love’s truck stop on the way there- you would be surviving on a gas station coffee and a prayer. Everyone filtered out of the bus, buying snacks and toiletries or whatever they needed. That left you, lingering by the trucker showers with Mike Valley. You split a bag of Hostess Donettes while he waited for his turn, discussing some fight he got into at the bar last night. Smiling, you licked the powdered sugar off of your fingers and joked about it being the breakfast of champions. He laughed, but just as you looked back up from the now empty bag, your eye caught something.

Perfect fucking timing. The door to the men’s swung open at just the right moment for you to see Bam in all his naked glory, thankfully only from behind. It wasn’t rare for you to see him shirtless, especially when you were skating together in the heat of touring season, but you only just now realized how muscular his back was. His tan skin had contours like a bronze sculpture, shitty black fleur de lis tattoos winding down his sides as he toweled away the last glistening remnants of his shower. Before your eyes reached his ass you tore your gaze away, gagging in mock disgust, crumpling up the empty bag and throwing it in the trash.

There was this weird look in Bam’s eye as he handed off the shower key to Tim, taking his place next to you on the beige wall as he pulled his shirt over his head, “You got a little something there.” He gestured to the side of your face and you licked off the remaining powered sugar, cracking a smile as you mumbled, “Oh, fuck off.” Bam held his hands up in mock surrender as you could hear the shower turn on in the other room, the only noise in the otherwise silent hallway, “Hey, no need t’get all defensive! I mean,“ You could feel his long, half-wet hair dangle on your forehead as he leaned in closer, his voice teasing as he reached down to do up his belt, “especially with how you were pervin’ on me in the showers. I’d say you owe me an apology.”

You turned to him, glaring at his stupid grinning face under the fluorescent lights, “First of all, it was an accident. Second of all, I can barely stand the sight of your naked ass without hurling!” He just snickered at your joke that wasn’t even all that untrue as you rolled your eyes to keep them from lingering on the heartagram splayed out on his lower stomach, “And pull your damn pants up. Hope you bust your ass out there today.” Bam shrugged, walking down the skinny hallway, “Sure. Don’t break a nail out there, sweetheart.” That just left you, watching him leave.

The next time you saw pretty boy was under the signing tent, a respite from the blazing sun and asphalt. Your seat just had to be next to Bam, all sweaty and glistening from skating yet somehow not looking as gross as some of the other guys did. MTV star magic, you guessed. You were wondering why the hell you needed to do skate exhibitions in the ass crack of summer when some nerdy looking teen girl handed you a board to sign. Sure, you weren't Tony or Bam, who each had a line of their own nearly twice the size of the rest of the team’s, but you were generally pretty popular. The girl with the glasses was all smiles, leaning in close to you like she was going to ask you something secret, “Hey, I read somewhere that you and Bam, uh- that you had a thing together. Is that really true?”

Bam, who was sitting next to you and well within earshot, scoffed, leaning over with a sneer as you scrawled silver sharpie onto the board, “I’d rather tongue a maggot than Y/N.” You scoffed as you popped the cap back on the pen, “Yeah, the only maggot here’s that thing in your pants.” It was then, as you turned back to the fan who was awkwardly standing there, watching your little lover’s quarrel go down, that you got an idea. A malicious grin spread across your lips as you handed the signed board back to her, “But if you were wondering, I am dating Tim O’Connor. Thanks for being a fan!”

God, if you could see Bam’s face. As much as it pained you to not look over at him, you didn’t, knowing it would be impossible to keep a straight face seeing him all slack jawed. The best part of it was you weren’t dating him- well, not yet, but you didn’t even need to for what you had in mind. Hell, knowing Tim, he’d be game for fucking with Bam any day of the week, even if it mean having to hug and kiss and pretend flirt from time to time. This was the ultimate way to get back at Bam for fucking with you for so long, you thought- your ace in the hole.

You told Tim your plan and he was more than eager to get in on it. You would come up with ideas on the fly whenever you knew Bam was watching, whether it was having you wear one of his shirts on the bus or you giggling when he messed up your hair while you stopped for food on the road, or even the night you shared a bunk- one of your favorites, especially with how pissy Bam looked as he angrily slid the curtain closed on his bed when he saw the two of you. Basically anything you would see in a cheesy romance movie, you did.

But if you thought Bam was a childish asshole before, you had no idea how much worse he could get. No matter where you were, he always seemed to have his eyes on you, glaring under heavy lids across the room. Even though he was still performing well, off the ramps he was this little ball of rage, quietly observing with raised hackles. Gone were the pranks with the team and the playful banter between the two of you. Bam was a tyrant before and even more so now, only a little quieter. He avoided you like the plague, so the only form of communication between the two of you was the sporadic spitting of insults at one another just short of an argument- he’d say something about your appearance, you’d jab at some trick he messed up, and then he’d tell you to fuck off.

His behavior became so uncharacteristic that, at one point, Tony, who was often the only voice of reason, tried to take him to an urgent care because he was obviously sick. Yeah, maybe that’d be a good idea, you thought, a medical professional would probably know how to get that stick out of his ass. No, not in the slightest did you care that you hurt Bammy Boy’s precious little feelings. He was a jerk to everybody, you thought, so he deserved it. It was only after a few weeks of this charade that you started to wonder why the hell he was being such a baby about all this. Bam just seemed to radiate jealousy, especially towards Tim, but there was no way that was the case. It sounded like something straight out of third grade- that boys are mean to girls they like. But, knowing Bam, you couldn’t write that off immediately.

All this tension kept building for a while until it reached a fever pitch. The team had an off day so you all decided to stop by a skate park late in the day to kick back and chill for a few hours before you needed to get back on the road again. The chance to bust out a few tricks without the judging eyes of thousands was a breath of fresh air and everyone was all excited as they filtered out of the bus onto the concrete- that is, everyone except Bam. The little prince of darkness shot you a scowl before he ran off to the bowl with the rest of the guys while you ran off on your own. You were on the mini ramp, enjoying some rare alone time while doing a few simple tricks and thinking about how you could probably run to the Wendy’s across the street to get dinner- one of those baked potatoes would really hit the spot. It was in the midst of that thoughtful silence when you were poised on the coping in a nose stall that the clatter of a board slamming against the ground behind you hit your ears.

You were startled and, turning towards the sound, you felt the ground slip out from under you as you shifted your weight ever so slightly. The world seemed to freeze for a moment as you plummeted to the ground, landing square on the lip with a blunt packing noise, busting your cheek open. The air was knocked out of your lungs as a choked gasp escaped you, reaching up to grasp the raw skin pounded flat against your throbbing cheek bone. Your vision was a blur of orange from the setting sun as you wrenched your eyes open, tilting your head up towards the source of the shadow that looked over you.

“Nice spill.” Struggling to your feet, Bam didn’t even offer to help you, just standing there with his hands in his pockets, watching. Something red hit the concrete when you spit, rubbing off some of the hot liquid from your cheek as your gaze met his, “The fuck’s your problem?” Coughing, your voice was rough, words punctuated by heavy breath as you continued, “You’ve been all pissy for weeks, man. What’s goin’ on?” There was an edge to his voice but he still sounded calm as he reached into his pocket for his pack of Marlboro Lights, still not making eye contact, “Maybe I don’t like seein’ you and Tim eatin’ each others faces- ever thought about that?”

Snatching the cigarette from his fingers, his fingernails painted in that stupid black nail polish he always wore, you growled, “Is that it? Really?” You got all in his angry little face, close enough you could smell the shitty cologne he wore to impress chicks that always made you gag. MTV fuckin pretty boy, always looking his best. Your voice dropped low, murmuring close to his skin, “Maybe you’re just jealous’a him. That he gets to have me and you don’t.” Bam finally met your gaze, staring at you with newfound intensity as the lines between teasing and flirting blurred. He spoke through gritted teeth as he glared down at you bitterly, “Oh yeah? Yeah? You think I can’t fuckin’ have you?” You said nothing, defiant.

Time stood still, but in a second, he was on you. Bam’s hands seized you, tugging you impossibly close to him as his calloused palms traveled up and down your body possessively. It was like something snapped inside of him that was holding him back. You could feel the muscles under his clothes flex as your breath hitched, one of his hands tangling in your hair and pulling you closer. Bam kissed like a starved man, his tongue moving against yours in a lecherous mess of teeth and spit and a little blood on your part. The air swam with a mix of rage and lust as you pulled away from each other after what felt like an hour, catching your breath. Your eyelids fluttered as a weak smile spread across your kiss-sore lips. Whispering under your breath, you leaned your forehead against his, “Holy shit…”

Glancing down at the cigarette still in your hands, you slipped it between your teeth, looking back at him, “Gotta light?”

#jackass #bam margera #jackass fanfiction #jackass fanfic #jackass x reader #fluff #angst #bam margera x reader #I absloutely adore Love’s truck stops <3 #I took a six hour trip by car once and stopping at one of those was straight up magical

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princessthatcantfuckingsleep · 4 months

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ Dating Bam Margera moodboard✩‧₊˚

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bloatedandalone04 · 1 year

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➪the one where you’re bam’s sister and become pregnant with johnny’s baby. (requested)

Warnings: jackass related topics, swearing, bam being bam, pregnancy, brother bam, fluff, angst, age gap (reader is 24, johnny is 33 - not really mentioned)

Word Count: 4.1k

Do not repost this anywhere.

To say you were the happiest you had been in a long time would be a massive understatement.

You were beyond happy, ecstatic, even.

However, there was a downside to your happiness.

While you were the happiest you’ve ever been, your brother, Bam, was the most pissed off he’s ever been. And it was half your fault and half Johnny’s.

Bam didn’t know what to expect when he offered you the option to tag along with him one day when he was filming the first Jackass movie. He thought that you’d find the experience boring, traumatic, even, and was sure that you’d skip out on the next time he asked if you wanted to come with him to the set again.

The number one thing he never expected was for one of his castmates to fall in love with you - and he didn’t expect you to feel the same way Johnny fucking Knoxville felt about you.

It was cruel, really. The one time he decided to be a good brother and involve you in the craze that was his job, you start a relationship with one of his best friends.

You weren’t all to blame, though. Bam had spoken about you to Johnny countless of times, describing you as his pretty, too kind for her own good, sister who had no business getting swept up in the drama that comes with being a ‘celebrity’. He wanted to protect you from all that, shield you from the harsh reality that was his world.

But, the second someone found out about Bam Margera’s little sister being involved with Johnny Knoxville, you were outed to the whole world. And gone was your privacy.

While Johnny tried to keep it a private relationship, keeping his interactions with you in public as minimal and friendly as possible, he had no control over the swarm of articles that he woke up to one morning, his arm sore from having you lay on it all night.

At his sudden tenseness, you questioned what was wrong, only to find out that your private relationship was now public, and it was all anyone could talk about.

You wanted to be mad, but it was now officially out that Johnny Knoxville was taken and off the market. How could you be mad when it was you who he had chosen to settle down with?

Sure, you felt bad that Bam wasn’t happy with the relationship. You had always seeked his approval for your past boyfriends, none of which he cared for, and you thought that since he not only cared for Johnny, but knew him as well, he would accept your relationship almost as soon as it formed.

But you were wrong.

It was nearing five in the afternoon when you bounced your way down the stairs, nearly bumping into Bam who was going up. He had his phone in his hand, his thumb on the keypad as he looked up at you from his spot on the stair. “Hey,” he greeted you. “Want me to order pizza for dinner?”

“Um,” you trailed off. “Sure, if you want. Maybe you can share it with Dunn and Jess.”

It was only then that Bam noticed the bag you brought with you whenever you were sleeping over at a friend’s house in your hand. His brow raised, already knowing exactly who you were going to see. “Where are you going?” He asked, the look on your face answering the question. “Knoxville’s place? Again?”

“Yes, again,” you rolled your eyes as you pushed past him, walking down the last few steps. “We’re dating, remember? Couples normally see each other more than once a week.”

Bam copied you by giving you an eyeroll of his own. “Thanks, I had no idea,” he says. “But you were just with him yesterday. How come you and I and Jess can never hang out as actual siblings for once? He’s never here, and now I hardly see you anymore thanks to Knoxville.”

You laugh, shaking your head as you slip on your shoes, leaning against the wall as you tie them. “We see each other all the time. We live together, and have been for twenty four years now,” you point out, standing up straight once the laces were tied. “And as for Jess, he’ll be home for the next two weeks. We can have a pizza night tomorrow, if you want.”

“Fine,” Bam mutters, turning his back to you. “Tell your boyfriend I said hi.”

With one hand on the doorknob, you let out a sigh as you watch your brother sulk up the stairs. “You know, one day you’re gonna have to accept our relationship,” you call out to him, making him pause on the middle step. “He makes me happy, okay? I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.”

Bam gives you a look of disgust, shaking his head afterwards. “That’s awesome,” he said. “As long as you’re happy.” And with that, he disappeared upstairs.

The conversation stuck with you all the way to Johnny’s house. Even as you were sitting next to the man himself, tucked protectively under his arm, your mind was elsewhere. “Hey,” his voice broke you out of your thoughts. “What’s got you so distracted today?”

You shake your head, chewing on your lip in slight embarrassment. “Sorry,” you mumbled. “I was just thinking about Bam. He really doesn’t like us being together.”

Johnny laughed, kissing the side of your head. He kept his mouth pressed to your hair as he said the next words, making them come out muffled, “Well, he’s just going to have to deal with it,” he pulled away to be able to look you in the eye. “We’ve been together for seven months now. He’s lucky he doesn’t know that I popped your cherry a few months back.”

At his words, your face heats up and you shrink into his side, a warmth spreading throughout your entire body. This guy could never be too serious for too long.

Johnny laughed at your reaction, his hand sliding down your body to poke at your side. “That would probably be his breaking point, us sleeping together,” when the tip of his index finger pressed against the skin of your stomach, you jolted forward, an uneasy feeling seeping into your lower torso. “Sorry, did I hurt you?” He asked quickly, sitting up with you as you hunched over, your arms wrapping around your frame.

“No,” you say through gritted teeth, exhaling shakily as you try to breathe through the sudden wave of nausea. “No, I’m okay. I’m good.” You push through it and sit back once again, making Johnny raise a brow.

“Are you sure?” He asked, hesitating to wrap his arm around you again. You force out a laugh and grab his hand, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and lacing your fingers together. “Do you feel sick?”

“I’m fine,” you assure him, leaning up to press a chaste kiss to his lips. “I promise.”

You bid Jess a goodbye as he once again had to leave for his job, before walking back to the living room on shaky legs.

You hear Bam bolt down the stairs, followed by the sound of the front door opening. He shouts a quick ‘bye’ to his older brother before the door is slammed shut, making you jump slightly from your place on the couch.

Bam soon walked into the room, his eyes landing on your figure almost instantly. He would’ve walked past you had he not taken notice of your shaking figure and the way your face was glistening with a light layer of sweat. “Hey, are you okay?” He asked, sitting next to you and placing his palm flat against your forehead. “What’s wrong?”

If you weren’t feeling like death itself, you would’ve swatted his hand away as soon as it made contact with your skin, but clearly that was something you couldn’t do at this moment. “I don’t feel well,” you whimper, wrapping your arms tighter around your middle. “God, it hurts.”

Bam removes his hand from your head, wiping away the small bit of sweat that gathered on it on his pants. “What does? Your stomach?” When you nod in response, Bam tried to move your arms, but you just shook your head and sunk further into the cushion. “How long has it been hurting?”

You shrug as best as you could. “Few weeks,”

“A few weeks?” Bam repeats your words, not bothering to hide the shock mixed with annoyance in his voice. “Why haven’t you gone to the hospital?”

“I thought it would go away,”

“Yeah? How’d that work out for ya?” Bam shook his head as he stood up, feeling the pockets of his pants for his keys. “Come on, I’m taking you to the hospital.”

“Bam, really, I-”

“Shut up,” he cut you off, gently grabbing your arm and pulling you up.

“What?” Your ears were burning as you tried to process the words that were being spoken to you.

“Honey, this is great news!” The doctor said in a cheerful voice, clearly not reading the room.

You blink at her from your hunched over position. “I’m….what?”

“Two months pregnant!” She smiled at you. You begin to hyperventilate at the confirmation, your breathing becoming quick and unsteady. “Oh, sweetie, you shouldn’t hunch over like that, you’ll crush the baby!” She walks over to you and places her hands on your arms, gently lifting you into a stiffer seated position.

“I’ll what?” You failed to clue in that she was just joking.

“That was just a joke, honey,” she laughed awkwardly. “I can see you’re a bit tense at the moment and wanted to lighten the mood.”

You shake your head. “Oh, my God,” you mumble. “What will they think?”

The question burned in your mind on your way back to the waiting room. ‘They’, obviously being Bam and Johnny. Would Johnny want to have a baby with you? Will he leave you? Will Bam kill Johnny for knocking up his little sister? Will Bam still talk to you after this?

“Hey,” Bam stood up from the plastic chair once he saw you enter the room. “How’d it go? Is everything okay?”

You couldn’t tell him, not now. You couldn’t.

So, you wipe away the terrified look you had been wearing since you received the news and nod. “Yep,” you say, your voice nearly betraying you with how forced it sounded. “It’s just a common flu. I should be better in a few days.”

At that, Bam sighs in relief. “Okay, good,” he says as you begin to make your way back to the entrance. “What now?”

“Rest,” you tell him as the automatic doors open. “Now I just need to rest.”

And figure out how the hell to tell you I’m pregnant.

“Please say something,” you were begging for any indication on how he was feeling.

Is he mad? Pissed? Excited? You had no clue as Johnny’s mouth seemed stuck open and had been since you told him you were two months pregnant.

You huff quietly, furrowing your brow in frustration. “Johnny, please, talk to me,” you pleaded. “Anything, anything at all would help.”

Johnny shook his head, seeming to have broken himself out of the trance he was in. He swallowed harshly, looking over at you from your spot beside him on the couch. “Are you sure? I mean, how do you know?”

“I went to the hospital,” you begin, looking away from your boyfriend. “Well, Bam pretty much forced me to go when he found out I hadn’t been feeling well lately, and-”

“You haven’t been feeling well?” Johnny cut you off with a question. “Is that why you haven’t let me touch you for the past two weeks?”

At your look of guilt, it all started to make sense to him.

“Yeah, sorry,” you trail off, meeting his eyes once again when you realized that he had yet to tell you how he felt about the whole situation. “The doctor confirmed it. But, Johnny, I need to know what you’re thinking about all this. Are you mad at me?”

Johnny’s face dropped at your words, his brows furrowing in confusion. “Mad at you?” He asked, slightly insulted at your question. “Baby, why would I be mad at you? We’re going to be parents! This is good, right?”

He tugged on your hands, his words calming your racing heart more than he would ever know. “R-right,” you nodded, raising a brow in surprise. “I just thought you wouldn’t want me to have this baby. We haven’t been together for that long and this is a pretty permanent thing.”

Johnny shook his head, pulling you into a hug. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders, his chin pressing against the top of your head. “Of course I want you to have this baby. I want you to have our baby,” he continued to assure you, providing you with the comfort you desperately needed. “Yeah, we’ve been together for seven months, but I think I’ve made the way I feel about you pretty clear, haven’t I?”

You nodded against his chest, your fingers twisting his shirt. “Yeah,”

Johnny pulled away, keeping his hands on your shoulders and looking you in the eyes. “I love you and I’m so excited to do this with you, I promise. This kid is going to have the best parents ever,” you laugh tearfully at his words, pressing the heel of your hand against your eyes to stop the tears from falling.

“I haven’t even told Bam yet,” you whisper, looking back up at Johnny while wiping your hand on your sweatpants. “He’s going to kill me.”

Johnny waved off your words, taking your hand in his. “He’ll have to deal with me first,” he said, giving you his signature smile. “Move in with me.”

The sudden change of subject caught you off guard and you let out a small, surprised laugh. “What?”

“Yeah, why not?” He shrugged, leaning back on the couch. “Been wanting to ask you for a while now, I think this is a pretty good time, no?”

You grinned up at him, snuggling into his side. “Yeah,” you hum in agreement. “I think now is the perfect time.”

“I can’t believe you’re moving in with him,” Bam muttered as he grabbed yet another box from the car.

You roll your eyes as you tug your suitcase behind you. “Are you going to say that with every trip into the house?” You ask as you both enter Johnny’s house. “You would think that it has been processed completely in your head by now.”

He eyed you, his brows pressing together in a way that showed you how much he didn’t care for your words. He looked at your outfit and further furrowed his brows. “What’s with the sweater? It’s hot as fuck outside.”

Your eyes widened as you looked down at your shirt. It was one of Johnny’s as his clothes were much bigger on you and covered your growing bump quite well. You should’ve known that Bam would’ve pointed it out sooner or later. “I was cold earlier and haven’t taken it off yet,” that sounded like a decent lie, right?

Bam just shook his head. He turned left and entered the living room, putting the box down near the couch as he watched Johnny silently struggle with building the dresser he bought for you. Oddly enough, he never bought one for himself since he moved into this house. Instead, he just kept his hundreds of t-shirts and jeans in his closet. “Hey, Bam,” Johnny said as he held onto the piece of wood tightly, trying to come off as if he wasn’t severely struggling. “Feel like helping me out?”

You hold back a laugh as you lean the suitcase up against the wall. “Yeah, sure,” Bam mumbled as he made his way over to his friend. “You got the rest of the boxes?” He asked, glancing behind him and meeting your eyes.

“Yeah, I got ‘em,” you say as you lean against the doorframe. You watched for a bit as Bam seemed to drop his grumpy look and actually started to give Johnny a chance, something that made your heart leap in happiness.

Before they could catch you staring, you turned back around and grabbed the rest of the boxes and bags.

Months have gone by since you moved in with Johnny, and today you had the house to yourself. He went out to pick up some stuff to renovate the spare room and make it suitable for the baby and you decided to stay back and clean out the room. You were trying to help out as much as you could, but you were nearing your sixth month, and things were getting harder and harder to do by yourself.

Dressed in a black tank top and grey sweats, you were halfway down the stairs when the front door opened. It was in clear view from your spot on the stairs, but before you could call out to your boyfriend, the person who opened the door had any and all words becoming caught in your throat.

“Bam..”

He closed the door behind him, not looking up from his phone as he typed out what you could only assume to be a text. Once it was sent, he tucked the phone in his pocket before finally looking up at your frozen figure on the stairs. “Hey, is Knoxville home? We need to go over some stunts for the new movie-” he cuts himself off when he notices your round belly. “What the fuck.”

There was, quite literally, nothing you could do to hide the fact that you were pregnant and had been for the last five months. So, you say the only thing you could think of, “Jesus, Bam, don’t you know how to knock?”

He stepped closer once you resumed your walk down the stairs. “You’re pregnant?”

You inhale sharply, guilt seeping into you when you knew you’d have to tell him that you lied to him at the hospital. “Yes,”

“What the fuck, Y/n? How long? When did this even happen?” He was shooting out one question after the other and it made your head spin.

“A while, Bam,” you trailed off, scratching your neck. “I’ve been pregnant for a while.”

He glared at you. “How long is a while?”

Deciding to just get it over with, you huff out a breath and stand a bit straighter. “Five months,”

His eyes widened even more. “Five months? When the fuck did you even find out?”

“Like three months ago…with… you,”

Bam gave you a confused look, shaking his head slightly. “With me?” Then it clicked. “I took you to the hospital and you told me it was the flu. You lied to me?”

At your silence, Bam got his answer.

“Why would you lie to me?”

“Because I knew you’d react like this,” you mutter, taking your brother by surprise. “You never accepted my relationship with Johnny. Never even gave it a chance. How was I supposed to tell you when I was terrified you’d never talk to me again?”

“What were you expecting, Y/n?” The way he said your name felt like a stab directly to your heart. He sounded as if he was beyond disappointed, and if you were being honest, you didn’t blame him one bit. “What, four months from now when you have the fucking thing - were you planning on hiding it from me then, too? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I was scared,” your voice was barely a whisper at this point.

“That doesn’t matter, I could’ve- I-” his hand came up to tug on his hair. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me for three months. I don’t even know who you are right now.”

His words brought out a whimper from you and you reached out to him. He stepped away and turned around, opening the door and slamming it behind him.

You step back and sit down on one of the steps, trying to calm your breathing down as you feel the hot sting of tears form in your eyes.

An hour passes by before you hear the front door open once again. Still sitting on the second stair from the bottom, you look up with teary eyes and meet Johnny’s. He had a smile on his face that faded as soon as he saw the tear streaks on your face.

He dropped the bag on the floor next to the still open door and moved quickly to sit next to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you into his side. “What happened? What’s wrong?”

You blinked back more tears as you held onto his shirt tightly. “Bam came over today,” you begin and already Johnny felt like he knew where this was going. “He knows, Johnny. He saw me.” You pressed a hand to your belly and Johnny watched as you held back a sob.

He tugged you closer to him. “What did he say?”

“He doesn’t know who I am anymore,” you whispered. “He’s so mad at me, Johnny, he’s so disappointed. I lied to him.”

Johnny shook his head. “Probably because you knew he’d act like this,” he muttered, more to himself but you still heard him.

“I feel so bad. This should be something I share with my brother,” you whimpered. “Now he wants nothing to do with me.”

“You don’t know that, right?” He asked and you just shrugged. “And if it means anything, the guys are so happy for us. Steveo says he’s going to be the best uncle to our kid, he can’t wait to meet him or her. You’ve got a whole team behind you. Bam will come around eventually.”

“But I lied to him,” you point out.

“And he’ll get over it,” Johnny assured you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “It’s gonna be okay, I promise.”

His words, like always, provide you with comfort and you nod, moving so you are sitting on his lap and wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

Days go by, and Bam has successfully ignored every single one of your calls. You hadn’t spoken to him since he found out about your pregnancy, and not being in contact with your brother was slowly driving you insane.

You wanted him to be a part of this chapter in your life as you knew he’d be a great uncle, but how could you fix your relationship with him when he was constantly dodging your calls?

Today was the sixth month mark, or so they say, and you were scheduled for a checkup. Johnny grabbed the keys from off the table beside the door and placed his hand on the small of your back. As soon as the door was opened, you were met with the sight of your brother.

He was about to knock, seeming to have learned his lesson from last time, and dropped his hand when he saw the two of you. “Hi,” was all he said.

“Hey, Bam,” Johnny answered for the both of you.

Bam noticed both your attires and asked, “Are you going somewhere?”

“Yeah,” you say. “Um, just a checkup.”

Your brother nodded, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “That’s… good,”

Furrowing your brows, you refrained from reaching out and hugging the guy you missed more than you care to admit. “Bam, I’m sorry,” you settle on saying instead. “I shouldn’t have lied to you and kept this from you for so long. Can you forgive me?”

Bam avoided eye contact with Johnny as he slowly nodded. “Yeah. I’m sorry, too. I didn’t mean what I said, I was just pissed off,”

At the rare apology, you smile and discreetly wipe away a single tear that managed to fall. “You have nothing to be sorry about,” you say and step forward, wrapping your arms around him. Surprisingly, he returned the hug with nearly as much desperation. He meets Johnny’s eye and gives him a small nod. “You should come with us, if you want.” You offer once you pull away.

Bam nodded. “Sure, okay,” he answered. He stepped away and watched as Johnny helped you down the few steps that led to the walkway. “You guys are good together. This kid’s gonna have some pretty cool parents.”

The words of his approval made you tear up again and you glance at Johnny, who looked shocked as well. “Thanks, Bam,” he once again answered for the two of you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. “They’re going to have a pretty cool uncle, too.”

#johnny knoxville #johnny knoxville smut #johnny knoxville imagines #johnny knoxville x reader #jackass #jackass 3 #jackass 2 #jackass 3d #jackass imagines #jackass x reader #bam margera imagine #bam margera imagines

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babybammargera · 1 year

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Jackass/CKY Masterlist

(Yes there is a lot of bam content but I write for the others and requests are open)

Bam

Home sweet home

Brandon the brat

Nightmare slayer Margera

From best friend to girlfriend hc

Monster house

carving pumpkins Hc

Chores with menace bf Bam

Camp CKY

Finally

Highway to him

Things bf Bam does for the sole purpose of annoying you

Lazy days with boyfriend Bam

Smoking with Bam Hc

Bam tattoos (kinda smutty) Hc

Sleeping with/next to Bam

Bam reacting to you getting hurt while skating

Spending Halloween with Bam

Bf Bam Hc

Friends to lovers

You're supposed to be rivals.

You're supposed to be rivals pt. 2

Jackass crewmember

grunge chick hc

Doodles n Drives

The boys when you wear heavy makeup/do their makeup

The boys if you get hurt during a stunt hc

The boys on haunted attraction dates

Jackass stink

Jackass dreams

Part 7

Part 6

Part 5

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

CKY Crewmember

Bam and Dunn reacting to you crying over a boy

Ry and Bam being your besties during Viva La Bam

Growing up with Ryan and Bam hc

Picnic dates Ryan Raab Dico

Raab

Pranking Vito

First date jitters

Ryan Dunn

Trick or treat

Dating Dunn as Knoxvilles sister

Ryan teaching you how to drive stick

Halloween with best friend Ryan

Offroad adventures

Dico

First date

Weekend away

Johnny Knoxville

Dating Knox but Bam and Ryan are your best friends

Sick days

Dating OG member

Bf HC

Ehren

Cky member dating Ehren

Knight with a dumb haircut.

When in Paris

Steveo

Cliff diving

Jeff Tremaine

boyfriend Tremaine

Bf hc

Party boy

Boyfriend Pontius

Let's party

Lifeguards on duty

Spike

he loves you

dating spike

Dating spike 3

Dave

ouch

#bammywrites #bammy writes #Bam Margera #steveo #jackass x reader #jackass headcanons #jackass headcannons #jackass hcs #dave england #johnny knoxville #danger ehren

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kunntzsstuff · 3 months

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🎆 dating bam margera 🎆

#bam margera #cky crew #ryan dunn #brandon dicamillo #cky #jackass #moodboard #dico #raab himself #rake yohn #bam margera x reader #johnny knoxville

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vivaladicamillo · 1 year

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I GOTCHU WITH THE WRITER'S BLOCK... okay, so an imagine (or whatever you prefer) of the reader doing dumb shit with bam and ry as teenagers

DOING DUMB SHIT WITH TEEN!RYAN DUNN AND BAM MARGERA!

ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS IDEA!!!! thank u so much for requesting this bro ive had writers block for so long but now ppl are sending in requests im forcing myself to write soooo, yea!!! enjoy!!!

WARNINGS: dumb decisions, some teen drinking, teens just doing stupid shit in general

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ok so u, bam and ryan were CRAZY in highschool

the three of u used to get into trouble every day

theres been multiple incidents for u guys having to run from the police

lets set the scene

you bam and ryan got a little too drunk at a house party once

not ur guys fault the punch was spiked 🤷

the three of u decide to leave the party early, leaving raab, rake and dico to there own accord

then u get a genius idea

ur neighbor has a trampoline AND a pool

u bring up a plan to the guys

“dudes, my neighbor has a trampoline and a pool, u guys wanna sneak in?”

ofc they both agreed

u made it seem like u and this neighbor were decently close

but u literally talked to them once

so the three of u end up jumping ur fence and going into ur neighbors backyard

for hours the three of u went wild

u guys striped down to ur undies (hahah undies) and jumped in the pool, splashing and just fucking with eachother

bams doing backflips from the trampoline into the pool

you and ryan are giggling and jumping into the pool

everything went so fast the next thing u knew u were running from the cops in ur underwear and sneakers running from the cops

u guys hid out in a bush, getting all scratched up and u had to call jess to come pick yall up

it was worth it in the end tho

that happened multiple times but with different reasons why the cops ur chasing u

and when it came to filming stunts and bits

yall 3 always did stupid shit together

ryan, was more of a worrier when it came to u and bam doing stunts

bam, was the encouragement when it came to u and ryan doing stuff (more like enabler)

and you just did anything, stunts, bits, rlly anything that u could do without being sent to the hospital

in school, u and ryan were in a lot of classes together

bam was in some too

then the 3 of u guys were together please pray for that teacher

they are both trying to make u laugh, trying to talk to u, copying off ur papers, literally anything but actually doing the work

u basically live at apes house

u either crash on the couch, bams floor, or one of the guest rooms

u guys are literally just so close its crazy

people either think u and bam are dating, u and ryan are dating or bam and ryan are dating

watching bam skate at the skate park, maybe even filming some shit for him

listening to ryan talk about his haggard ass cars for hours

and them hearing and seeing all ur little hobbies

u like drawing? ryan and bam def show off ur art and have some hanging on their walls

sewing/crochet ? u made them beanies for christmas one year with the cky logo on it and they we’re OBSESSED

yall are just the three musketeers and dont let anyone tell u anything different

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hope yall enjoyed! this idea is so cute and makes me so delulu AUGHWHWLMELE

#i love them sm #bam and ryan were such a cool duo frfr #honestly i could take them #not in a fight #jackass #cky crew #cky x reader #ryan dunn x reader #ryan dunn #bam margera x reader #bam margera #cky4 #cky2k #cky3 #cky clip

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jackasswhre · 7 months

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...okay ..... how about y/n and the boys and the crew are filming a episode of viva la bam what if bam gets jealous you can decide why jealous bam lives rent fee in my mind broo😭*💜

hiiiiii, this is my first time writing a oneshot/imagine/fic type of thing so bear with me here lmao. i hope its okay :) (also its insanely short im so so so sorry about that)

"I'm not jealous" Bam Margera x reader

It had taken you so long but the tree top casino was finally built and the people Bam had invited had slowly started showing up. As you were getting ready Bam came up behind you. "You look gorgeous" he said while wrapping his arms around your waist. "I'm wearing the blandest oufit ever but thank you" he turned you towards him and looked at you "Babe, you look amazing in anything you wear... Now come on I think everyone's here". You got to the casino and the cameras started rolling, everyone was drinking and having a good time.

Throughout the night you noticed some guy staring at you. At first it was just a few quick glances so you thought it was nothing. But then it got to the point that you noticed him everytime you went to a different part of the bar. You got out of the bar and walked into the woods for a bit to cool down because the bar had gotten weirdly hot. You had only taken a few steps when you felt somebody watching you. Turning around you noticed the same guy, now also out of the bar, talking to somebody while staring at you.

As quickly made your way back into the bar, you spotted Bam talking to Ryan and Dico. Once you reached them Bam put an arm over your shoulders. "You okay?" he asked "Yeah", he didn't seem that convinced but took your word for it. While hanging out with them you noticed him constantly looking over his shoulder. The rest of the night went pretty smoothly, other than the fact that the guy still didn't stop staring even though Bam was next to you.

The filming eventually ended and everyone started either going home or into their rooms. As you and Bam started getting ready for bed you noticed that he seemed a bit confused and maybe even slightly annoyed. "What's on your mind?" you asked him "Nothing... It's just that uhh that guy tonight- I mean you noticed him too right?" "Yeah I did. What? You jealous?" he looked almost insulted at your teasing. "I'm not jealous. He was a total creep.". "You're right, he was.... But you're still jealous" it's almost like your words flipped a switch in him as he tackled you to the bed and pretty much sat on top of you. "Take it back" he said, slightly out of breath. "Never" you giggled as he started tickling you. "TAKE IT BACK" "ALRIGHT ALRIGHT I'M SORRY", he got off of you, laughing his ass off as always.

Bam got into bed while you were still changing. "I'm sorry I didn't do anything about him" he says, suddenly feeling a bit guilty. "It's alright. It wasn't your fault" "I know but i could've done something" "Bam, sweetheart listen to me, I don't blame you, it's completely fine. I love you" "I love you too sweetheart"

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

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berzahoes · 5 months

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i wanna be yours | ryan dunn

summary: bam had one rule for his sister: don’t date any of his friends (margera!reader) part one

an: i’ve been wanting to do this fic for a while just because i love the ‘dating my brother’s best friend in secret’ trope <3 also ik jess and bam are also like one year apart let’s just pretend jess is two years older or something 😍

you and bam were completely different from your style to behavior. april thought that just because you were one year apart that you would at least have one thing in common. for fifteen years, you and bam had nothing in common until ryan dunn came into your lives.

bam claimed he was the one that met ryan first so to him, it meant that you couldn’t talk or even look at ryan. you had bumped into to ryan when he entered the school and he saw you in the counselors office. he was looking to change his schedule since he was stuck in biology for first period. then he overheard your conversation with a counselor.

“is there any other class available? i don’t want biology for first period.” you sighed.

“every class is full right now. it’s only the first day, miss margera. maybe you’ll end up liking it.” the counselor replied.

“I doubt it.” you mumbled then walked to the door, annoyed that your first class of the day was biology.

ryan looked at his schedule once again. holy shit, he had biology with a cute girl. he wasn’t going to pass up that opportunity.

“can i help you, young man?” the counselor asked ryan.

“uh, nope.” ryan quickly left the office.

by the time he made it to the right biology classroom, he saw you sitting alone at a table reading a book. he walked to your table and sat in the chair next to you hoping you wouldn’t say anything about his seating choice. thankfully, you didn’t. you were too busy reading to even pay attention.

several minutes later, the bell finally rung and the teacher introduced himself. before he could continue, the teacher looked at you still reading.

“this isn’t the library, miss . . ”

you put your book down and sighed again. “margera.” you knew it was coming.

“you wouldn’t happen to be related to brandon margera, would you?” there it was.

“yes, sir. he’s my brother.” you could feel the stares of multiple people on you.

“i hope you aren’t a troublemaker like your brother.” the teacher said. as the teacher walked back to his desk, you rolled your eyes and mumbled ‘asshole’ under your breath.

ryan quietly chuckled which made you turn your attention to him. “are you new?” you asked.

ryan didn’t know if he should make up a lie or tell the truth. he went with the truth this time and he was glad he did.

“let me see your schedule,” you said. ryan then handed you a folded up piece of paper with his classes on it. you scanned through it and realized that you and ryan had similar schedules. “at least we don’t have the last lunch of the day. that’s the worst. you get crappy leftovers.”

“that sucks,” he replied. he knew that he was boring you so he quickly tried to make conversation with you. “so . . . does everyone hate your brother?”

you snorted at his question. “it seems like it. he’s annoying, nasty, and he always pranks me.”

“sounds like a douche.”

“you have no idea.”

#ryan dunn forever #ryan dunn x reader #jackass x reader #jackass imagine #viva la bam #jackass fan fiction #ryan dunn imagine

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welcometojackass2022 · 2 years

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My Official Masterlist:

I figured it was about time I compiled a list of all of my published fics! This covers all of the boys I write for from Jackass, the CKY videos, and Viva La Bam. The boys are listed in alphabetical order! This will be updated after each fic is published. Any fics I write using one of the boys characters (from Haggard, Minghags, etc) will go under their heading but will also go under a separate heading for whatever movie the character is from.

Currently Taking Commissions

Rules for Requesting

People I Write For

Important Note: ao3 account

Jackass/CKY/Viva La Bam Members:

Bam Margera

NSFW Alphabet: Bam Margera

Bam Being Forced to Fuck You As A Punishment [Smut]

Bam’s Kinks-Headcanons and Short Blurbs

He’s My Thing (Sub!Bam Margera x Reader) [Smut]

Perfect Shot (Sub!Bam Margera x GN! Reader) [Smut]

Sex Is Better When You Share (CKY Guys x Reader) [Smut]

Shut Up (Bam Margera x Reader) [Smut]

Sucking Bam Off From Behind—Short Imagine

Untitled Sub Bam Smut Drabble

Up Against The Shower Wall (Sub! Bam Margera x Reader) [Smut]

What’s My Line Again? (Bam Margera x Reader x Brandon Novak) [Smut]

Brandon DiCamillo

NSFW Alphabet: Brandon DiCamillo

Jealous Dico x Reader Smut Drabble (Untitled)

Laughter (Dico x Reader Drabble) [Light Smut]

Sex Is Better When You Share (CKY Guys x Reader) [Smut]

Short Dico x Reader Smut Drabble (Untitled)

Sometimes (Dico x Reader Smut Drabble)

Dating Brandon DiCamillo (Dico) Would Include

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Switching Roles During Sex [Short Smut Drabble]

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Try Out New Kinks For You [Short Smut Drabble]

You’re Fucking Disgusting (Brandon DiCamillo x GN! Reader) [Smut]

Brandon Novak

NSFW Alphabet: Brandon Novak

Drool (Sub! Brandon Novak x Reader Smut Drabble) [Dumbification]

How The CKY Boys Would React to Being Called Pet Named in Bed (Smut Drabble)

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Switching Roles During Sex [Short Smut Drabble]

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Try Out New Kinks For You [Short Smut Drabble]

What’s My Line Again? (Bam Margera x Reader x Brandon Novak) [Smut]

Chris Pontius

NSFW Alphabet: Chris Pontius

Dave England

NSFW Alphabet: Dave England

Ehren McGhehey (Danger Ehren)

NSFW Alphabet: Ehren McGhehey/Danger Ehren (Jackass)

Short Sundresses and Melted Ice Cream (Danger Ehren x Reader) [Fluff]

Jess Margera

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Try Out New Kinks For You [Short Smut Drabble]

Being Bam’s Best Friend Who Has A Crush on Jess Would Include:

Joe Frantz

NSFW Alphabet: Joe Frantz

Fairy Wings (Joe Frantz x Reader Smut Drabble)

How the CKY Boys Would React to Being Called Pet Names (Smut Drabble)

Joe Frantz Smut Drabble-Body Worship

Put Me In A Movie (Joe Frantz x Reader) [Smut]

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Switching Roles During Sex [Short Smut Drabble]

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Try Out New Kinks For You [Short Smut Drabble]

The Viagra Story (Joe Frantz x Reader) [Smut]

Johnny Knoxville

NSFW Alphabet: Johnny Knoxville

Be My Baby (Johnny Knoxville x Plus Sized! Reader) [Fluff]

Don’t Be A Tease (Johnny Knoxville x Reader) [Smut]

Get A Life! (Johnny Knoxville x Bam Margera’s Sister! Reader) [Smut]

Hello, Nurse (Johnny Knoxville x Reader) [Smut]

This Has Got To Stop (Married!Cheater!Johnny Knoxville x Reader) [Smut]

Underwater Exploration (Dom! Johnny Knoxville x Reader) [Smut]

Lord Bottaro

NSFW Alphabet: Lord Bottaro

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Try Out New Kinks For You [Short Smut Drabble]

Raab Himself

NSFW Alphabet: Chris Raab/Raab Himself

Hot And Ready, Just Like Our Pizza (Chris Raab/Raab Himself x Reader) [Smut]

How The CKY Boys Would React to Being Called Pet Names in Bed (Smut Drabble)

Sex Is Better When You Share (CKY Guys x Reader) [Smut]

Suck It And See (Sub!Chris Raab/Raab Himself x Reader) [Smut]

The Anniversary Surprise (Sub! Raab x Reader) [Smut]

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Switching Roles During Sex [Short Smut Drabble]

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Try Out New Kinks For You [Short Smut Drabble]

Rake Yohn

NSFW Alphabet: Rake Yohn

He Blinded Me With Science (Mad Scientist!Rake Yohn x Reader) [Smut Drabble]

How the CKY Boys Would React to Being Called Pet Names in Bed (Smut Drabble)

Old Man (Rake Yohn x Reader Smut Drabble)

Quiet Time (Dom!Rake Yohn x Reader) [Smut]

Sex Is Better When You Share (CKY Guys x Reader) [Smut]

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Switching Roles During Sex [Short Smut Drabble]

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Try Out New Kinks For You [Short Smut Drabble]

Ryan Dunn

NSFW Alphabet: Ryan Dunn

Sex Is Better When You Share (CKY Guys x Reader) [Smut]

Shove It (Ryan Dunn x Sub!Reader) [Smut]

Stay On Task (Dom!Ryan Dunn x Reader) [Smut]

Steve-O

Coming soon!

Minghags Characters:

Non-Pairing Fics/Female Jackass Member Fics:

Being A Female Jackass Member Who’s Childhood Best Friends With Bam and Ryan Would Include:

My Jackass Girl Idea

What A Female Jackass Member Would Be Like (Except She’s As Mean and Gross As the Rest of the Guys)

Related to But Not From Jackass and Viva La Bam:

Jimmy Pop

NSFW Alphabet: Jimmy Pop

When I Go Down On You (Jimmy Pop x Reader) [Smut Drabble]

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chaoscriess · 2 years

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make you feel needed - bam margera

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒! none.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒! female jackass reader, cussing, jackassery, circa 2000, bam wasnt dating jenn at this time. this is my first full fic I've written on this blog, please be nice.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒! on mobile, format might be weird. lowercase intended but not constant, unedited, double periods intended, he has my entire heart. title was originally 'pretty boy' but I thought this one fit better, I'm obviously not the best at titles.

y/n, the only all-time female jackass member, had been away for a while. she grew up with jess margera, being by his side almost all the time. she knew of bam when she was growing up, due to being the same age as him, but she had never been friends with him. in fact, she was a bit afraid of him. she had always found him cute, developing a crush on him in the sixth grade that lasted all the way into her career as a jackass. why she was scared of him was a mystery, maybe it had to do with the crush.

somewhere along the line between when the jackass show started and season two ended, she had stopped being afraid of bam. her feelings of anxiety were replaced by lust. luckily for her, he felt the same way for her. she didnt know why it took so long for her fears to go away, but she was glad it was over. unfortunately, she left the country immediately after she got comfortable around him, leaving bam and their feelings for eachother in the dust.. she had to go to europe to visit the family she had in her grandmother's hometown, where the woman had passed away a few weeks before. when she got back, they had just begun filming for jackass season 3, and she decided not to tell anyone that she would be on set.

that leads us here.

"come on, bam! we need someone to do the stunt!" bam rolled his eyes and turned around to make eye contact with knoxville, giving him an unimpressed look. "there's no fucking way, man. it's just too crazy." johnny sighed and opened his mouth to reply, but paused when a door opened. the pair froze, it was y/n, the girl they hadn't seen in months. she greeted them with a smile and spoke excitedly, "I heard you needed someone to do the stunt?" bam's eyes went wide when he realized who she was, he was frozen in place, mouth slightly agape. she chuckled at the boy and stepped towards him, closing his mouth as she spoke to him. "you're gonna catch flies, idiot." he smiled at her before hugging her tightly. "god, I missed you so fuckin much." she laughed at his words before telling him the same.

johnny asked her if she really wanted to do the stunt, and she said yes. he muttered a 'okay let's go' and guided her to the set. she didnt actually know what the stunt was, but she knew it would be ridiculous if nobody else would do it, and she knew she needed to make her first skit back a stupid one. bam was left behind with a confused look on his face, scolding her with his eyes. he never liked it when y/n did stunts, and he always worried about her general wellbeing. however, y/n was the most stubborn person on the crew, and he knew he couldn't do anything about it.

afterwards, y/n met bam outside, but he wasn't happy like she thought he would be. instead, he had a sour look on his face, one that y/n had grown to hate. "you alright?" y/n spoke softly, trying her hardest not to upset the man any more than he already was. he nodded but looked away from her, which gave her the answer she needed. he wasnt okay, and it was obvious it was because of her. she sighed and reached out to grab his hand but he was hesitant to let her. "I'm sorry I left.. I missed you so much." he pulled her closer to him, resting his head on hers. he took a deep breath in before speaking back to her. "missed you too."

usually, she would have left it at that, she was never one for pda, or even showing her affection in general. this time was different than other times though, she felt like the affection was needed. even if they weren't together, and never had been, she felt like she needed to make him feel needed. she looked up at the boy she knew so well, and he looked back at her. as much as she tried to look away, she couldn't. she found that her eyes seemed to be drawn to his lips, it was almost impossible to stop thinking about kissing him.

somehow, bam sensed the rising tension and pulled away. she inhaled sharply and pulled him back, now embracing him in a full hug. resting her head on his chest now, she took in everything new about him. his cologne changed, his style slightly changed, and he seemed less happy. she wondered if this was her fault. "bam..," she paused, unsure of what to say next. she looked up at him and found him already looking down at her lips with half lidded eyes. she opened her mouth to continue, but was cut off by him speaking suddenly. "can I kiss you?"

y/n was surprised, it was almost as though he read her mind. instead of answering him, she quickly leaned up and connected their lips. bam's hands moved from their place around her waist to her ass, and she smiled into the kiss before reaching down and pulling his hands back to their original place. she pulled away from the kiss to speak and saw that bam had a wide smile on his face, the first genuine smile she had seen on him since she had arrived back. "later, pretty boy, okay? not out here. and I still hurt from that damn stunt." he chuckled and nodded, unsure if he would actually be able to wait, but he knew he would at least try for her.

#bam margera x reader #jackass #cky #cky crew #viva la bam #bam margera #jess margera #johnny knoxville #chaos calling!

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gerardpilled · 1 year

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Apparently, on his August 29, 2005 episode of his radio show, then-reality TV star Bam Margera talked about an upcoming double date with Gerard Way.

#interesting...

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b4mpyre-k1zz3s · 4 months

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I Don’t Get It

Bam gets a proposal to do a photoshoot for a certain magazine with his girlfriend, Y/N, and she couldn’t be happier!

Bam Margera X Fem!Reader

(Fluff)

2.2k Words

Warnings: Extremely suggestive content, injuries, nudity, bimbo Y/N, crude language, kissing, lingerie, jealousy

An: Happy Valentine’s Day! This is the first non request fic from me in a while! XD While doing research for the Bam wedding fic, I got to rewatching Unholy Union, so this fic was inspired by the Playboy photoshoot Missy was in in episode 4! This moodboard by @princessthatcantfuckingsleep also reminds me a lot of Y/N in this one lol XD If you want an idea of how far ahead I write these fics, this was also inspired by the fact that I got an official Bam skate deck for Christmas!! So cool! Anyways, thank you for all of the requests and please keep sending them in!!

Getting calls from the hospital at midnight about Bam was a part of your routine but that didn’t stop you from rushing over every time to make sure your boyfriend was okay. You’d sit in the waiting room, anxiously filing your nails or fixing your lipstick in the mirror of your blush compact before a nurse called you up- you were in there so frequently for him that they knew you by name. A couple night shift nurses in their blue scrubs and ugly rubber hose-off clogs would shoot you dirty looks, but the notion that it was inappropriate to have your tits out in a hospital never really seemed to bother you.

She showed you to a room and you tottered in on your stilettos, your eyes going wide as you flicked the light on, “Oh my god- Bam!” There was your boyfriend, laying back on a gurney in a paper gown with his arm in a sling, a sight you had seen many times before. Hurrying over to his side, you sat on top of the sheets and threw your legs across his thighs. The pained grimace that Bam was wearing from his broken elbow was replaced with a grin as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him to your chest, “I was so worried about you! What happened?”

“Mmm…m’feel like shit, babe.” Bam murmured from your cleavage, his voice hoarse as he looked up at you with bags under his eyes, “Fell off the skate ramp’n busted my ass. ” You reached up, cupping his face in your palm and smoothing a shiny, bubble gum pink polished thumb over his cheek as machines in adjacent room beeped softly. At least he didn’t hurt that cute little face of his, you thought, but your heart still ached. Pouting, you cooed, “You have got to be more careful! I swear, next time you break that elbow, it’s gonna turn to dust!” Bam snaked a free arm around your waist, pulling you closer as he shot a glance back at the judgy nurses and mouthing something to them about taking a picture because it would last longer.

“You should really be more careful on your roller skates if you keep getting hurt like this!” Turning back to you at the sound of your voice, Bam paused for a second and blinked in disbelief, “I don’t roller skate, Y/N. I’m a pro skater.” You nodded, smiling as you gave him a peck on the cheek, “Yeah, that’s what I said!” You had been dating for well over a year and you still hadn’t gotten that down. Still, Bam couldn’t be mad at you- you were just too cute to annoy him.

Reaching up to run a hand through his black curls, you sighed “Anyways, is there anything I can do to help you feel better?” Bam thought for a second but dismissed the first idea he had though he knew you’d be more than eager for it. He groaned dramatically, wincing, “You know, I’d kill a man for some McDonald’s right now.” Nodding over to the untouched tray of hospital food on the bedside table, he chuckled a bit at your look of shock, “Are they really feeding you that?” You gawked at the gray, unseasoned slop on the tray in horror. If you didn’t know any better, you would swear those doctors were trying to poison him! Pulling him close again, you sighed, “Oh, you poor thing…” Bam knew that he, a grown man, would be perfectly fine without you treating him like a baby bird with a broken wing, but he couldn’t deny that it felt pretty damn good. Sitting up, his lips met yours in a sloppy and gross PDA kiss. This was how you showed your love to each other, much to the annoyance of everyone around you. Some couples go to art museums together or see plays- you and Bam just ate each other's faces.

If there was one thing that could make Bam feel better, it was his girl, so he decided that as soon as he got out of the hospital, he would take you to the mall as payback for your hard work at getting him back to health. The whole time you were right by his side, compassionately listening to him whine about how he wouldn’t be able to skate for at least a month and bringing him your “homemade” baked goods to lift his spirits. Bam couldn’t ask for a better girl, even if you did forget to take the chocolate chip muffins you “baked” for him out of the plastic package you bought them in before you visited him.

☆彡

The two of you were quite the odd couple- here you have this cool rockstar bad boy with this bubbly little thing hanging on his arm. It could have been the navy blue sling around Bam’s arm (the one that wasn’t glued to your lower back, handy for when guys would ogle you) or how your skirt barely covered up the last inch of your ass, but it was most likely the smattering of blotchy, wine colored hickeys on your neck and chest that caused people to stare at you. Your boyfriend was a jealous man, and even though he thought guys who got all pissy when their girlfriends showed a little skin were idiots, he still liked to show people who you belonged to. Plus, you didn’t care that you rarely left the house without them because you didn’t mind getting them.

Sitting on the shiny metal bench at some shoe store with tissue filled boxes crowded around you, you examined one of the many pairs of heels Bam picked out for you. You originally had your eye on a pair of bright blue see-through kitten heels you saw in the window, but as things tend to go, you got a bit carried away. The pair you held, feeling the sticky black patent leather of the seven inch heel, came out of a box with the word ‘Pleaser’ written on the side in curly cursive. They were stunning, but you had some concerns, even while you stared at them with stars in your eyes, “Oh, Bam, I'm not sure if I’d be able to walk in these…” He shook his head at your hesitancy, grinning, “Don’t worry about it. You like ‘em?” With a bit of hesitancy, you nodded, and he wordlessly took them from you, putting them back in the box, “Then we’re getting them.” You giggled, leaning forward to kiss him on the cheek.

Usually Bam was pretty sensible with the stuff he picked out for you, but there was something odd about him today. Normally, your wardrobe was all pink pink pink, but the low rise leather mini skirts and vampy purple lingerie sets from Spencer’s (among other things) that your boyfriend paid for struck you as strange. As you sat down at one of those mall coffee shops together, you decided to finally ask the question, holding back giggles, “So, what’s all this for?” Bam looked down at the mountain of bags piled at your feet nonchalantly, then shrugged at you with a grin, “What? I’m not allowed to splurge on m’girl once in a while?” This was really exceeding good boyfriend behavior. You took a sip of your white mocha blendy coffee drink, “I mean, like- yeah, but this is just so much! There’s gotta be some reason you’re doing all this.”

He leaned back in his seat, looking left, then right, before leaning in and dropping his voice like he was about to tell you a secret, “Well, I got contacted by this magazine to be a guest photographer for a photoshoot, and they want you t’be in it.” God, your face just lit up. You were going to be in a magazine- an actual, real life magazine! You couldn’t believe it! Your eyes widened as you splayed your shiny acrylics on the table in disbelief, “Wait, really? Like, really really?” He nodded, smirking all cool at how giddy you got. In your excitement, you leaned across the table and accidentally grabbed his sling arm. Bam gasped in pain and you jumped back, clutching your hands over your mouth, your eyes going wide as some people turned to look at the spectacle you were putting on, “Oh my god- I’m so sorry!” But you quickly forgot about it and went back to your previous excitement while he was still recovering, “But what is it? What magazine? Vogue? Cosmo?” Your boyfriend chuckled at your eagerness, still clutching his arm as you looked up at him with those big ole eyes before clearing his throat and speaking low, “Well, it’s Playboy.”

☆彡

Ecstatic didn’t even begin to describe how excited you were. All morning before the people from Playboy showed up, you were gushing to Bam about it, following him on his heels like a puppy and prattling on about how excited you were, “I’m gonna be just like those cute girls in the bunny outfits! This is gonna be so much fun- Oh! We could even use some of the lingerie I already have! Wouldn’t that be cute?” Your boyfriend thought back to the frills, hot pink, and cheetah print that filled your underwear drawer- a far cry from the gothic-medieval idea they pitched to him. He smiled, shaking his head, “I had no idea you’d be so down for this…” Most girls generally wouldn’t be, but of course you were- this was the opportunity of a lifetime!

An hour later, the crew was there and you were all done up and dressed, complete with these black leather thigh high boots that took twenty minutes to lace up. Different from how you normally dressed, but definitely not bad. When you were ready, you went outside in one of those fuzzy robes to the set Bam rigged up- this big thing with a fire and knights with swords, very Medieval times. He was fiddling with the camera lense when you came giddily prancing over to him, “Hi, Bam!” Your boyfriend glanced up at you, looking you up and down, “Can I see what’s under that?” Nodding, you slinked the robe off your shoulders. He blinked a few times as he stared at you, shamelessly eyeing you with his jaw nearly in the ground. That tiny corset top did wonders for your boobs, and the rest of the outfit didn’t leave much to the imagination either. After a moment he shook himself out of his trance, looking back up to you, “Alright, let’s get shooting!”

You took photos outside until it got too cold, which frankly wasn't that long considering whoever organized the thing had the bright idea to shoot outside in the dead of November. Heading inside after you, Bam brushed off the dirt he acquired on his pants from having to lay army crawl style to take the photos, “You wanna get a few more?” He cracked a smile, “Maybe with a little less clothing?” Sitting down on the couch in the living room, you smiled coyly and rubbed your arms to warm yourself up as the rest of the crew filtered in, “Oh? Like how much less?” Bam shrugged nonchalantly, adjusting the camera lense as he set up, “I dunno. Naked ‘d be nice.”

“No way!”

☆彡

The two of you came to a compromise- you got to keep your underwear on while you held a hot pink skate deck you found lying around in front of your chest. A great idea on your part- you literally had Bam’s name shamelessly plastered across your tits. “Hey, Y/N? This isn’t Hustler. Can you, uh- little bit higher? Yeah, that’s it.“ Glancing down, you could hear him snicker when you realized you were accidentally exposing yourself. You giggled and blushed a little as you quickly fixed it, “Oh, sorry!” Your boyfriend murmured something to a very confused camera guy about not dating you for your brains.

All those hours of posing in the mirror for nobody but yourself in your bedroom really paid off, you thought, hearing Bam’s murmured comments from behind the camera, “Yeah, that’s it…perfect. Just like that.” Holding back giggles at all the attention you were getting, an idea suddenly crossed your mind. “Hey, Bam!” He pulled away from the camera for a second as you called out to him, a smile playing on your lips, “Let’s do one together!” Shaking his head, you could’ve sworn you saw a bit of color on his cheeks.

“C’mon! It’d be so cute- If you show your boobs, I’ll show mine!” You couldn't help from smirking as you watched him mentally weigh out the options of your very convincing argument. While the other photographers got their cameras ready, your boyfriend tugged off his shirt much to your delight as you happily tossed the deck to the side. It was a fact that you could talk Bam into anything if you asked sweetly enough. Straddling his lap as he sat low on the purple chaise lounge that he bought just for this photoshoot, you waited for the cameras to start flashing before you leaned down, capturing his lips in a sloppy kiss. Maybe you hammed it up for the camera a little, but Bam didn’t have a problem with it. Smiling at the feeling of rough, calloused hands squeezing posessively at your hips, you pulled away slightly, your eyelashes fluttering as you giggled softly against Bam’s lips, “Yr’the best boyfriend ever…”

#jackass #bam margera #jackass fanfiction #jackass fanfic #fluff #jackass x reader #bam margera x reader #missy is such a fashion icon how is nobody talking about this!

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