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soldier-poet-king · 8 months

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Hm like. The fact that the core companions in bg3, all of their arcs are about leaving a severely unbalanced and/or outright abusive relationship dynamic. They're all learning to be people again. How to be autonomous. Who they are beyond the person who controlled or manipulated them or set them on a very deterministic path.

And it's so interesting the variety we get? A goddess lover, a lich queen, a warlock patron, a goddess 'saviour', a vampire master, an archdevil.

Larian really wrote 6 fully fleshed out completely different companions and also said, actually everyone gets a recovery arc, everyone gets to learn freedom in their own way, the mechanism of learning to inhabit and be oneself ironically comes from being possessed by a mind flayer tadpole.

#bg3 spoilers #bg3 #anyway. it is just. very narratively compelling #they did a good job i am going to be obsessed forever #i dont think ive been THIS into a group of characters in a video game...ever???#obvs da2 is my first and foremost love #but the ENTIRE party here is just. that good. thematically stunning #incredibly personal and moving #i wept multiple times and i still havent confronted the netherbrain!!!#also like. gale haters. get out my face #he was GROOMED by mystra #she literally is like. kys. and everyone is taking HER SIDE #it very much. has the feel of teen boy exploited by highschool teacher. but everyone makes jokes abt cougars #HES A VICTIM. HE LITERALLY HATES HIMSELF SO MUCH #yes hes wizard hubris too. but these r not. mutually exclusive

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formosusiniquis · 7 months

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bela lugosi's dead

written for the @steddiemicrofic prompt: suck | wc: 480 | T | cw: none | tags: vampire!Steve

Like every good freak worth the nickname, Eddie made a habit of reading Dracula every Halloween.

The first read led to closeted daydreaming about getting abducted by a handsome vampire. Letting himself poke at desires he hadn’t been ready to commit to. With age his fantasies and aesthetics matured, until he was the bloodsucking creature of the night stealing pretty boys away to give in to their secret temptations. So, if he's honest, he’s having a hard time dealing with life and the lemons it’s juggling off to the side of him.

“It isn't fair.”

“Hmm,” Steve, with his red puffer vest and his coordinating Nikes, sat across from him at some point in full view of Eddie’s misery over his annotated copy of Dracula.

“There's an aesthetic you're failing to appreciate and it isn't fair that you-”

“Are we going to do this every time?” He asks around the straw in his mouth, poked into a blood bag labeled ‘Robin:)’ like he’s sipping from a juice box.

“Until you stop dressing like a JCPenney catalog model, or vampires become lame, yeah we probably are, Harrington.”

“Fine,” he sighs, having the decency to pull the blood bag away from his face, “I'm sorry that you had to have five blood transfusions and basically have new, non-vampire blood. No one has ever suffered the way you, Eddie Munson, have.”

“You're being sarcastic, but I have suffered so apology accepted, Stevie.”

“Now you.” Steve prompts, gesturing with the bag in his hands.

“Now me what?”

Steve sits up, a languid move that makes Eddie’s prey brain sit up at attention and his horny boy brain poke its head up too. “Say I'm sorry, Steve, that you had to save the world for the fourth time so a bunch of freaky bat venom metastasized-”

“You absolutely stole that word from Henderson,” breathless, the jab doesn’t carry the weight it could.

“-in your bloodstream and combined with the remains of the experimental Soviet drugs and now," He crawls closer, "you can't eat garlic anymore.”

“That's the hang up for you? Not the blood drinking?”

“I'm Italian, I can’t eat anything anymore. Sure I can supplement the blood with raw meat, but what’s the point if everything is poorly seasoned.” Blood bag all but forgotten in the arm chair, he has Eddie pinned in place looming overtop of him, talking shit about what he’ll never be able to eat again.

The white collar of Steve’s t-shirt is visible beneath the color-block vest, even that isn’t enough to stop his brain from screaming predator on repeat. Supernaturally strong, it doesn’t take more than a hand on the shoulder to push Eddie down horizontal on the couch. He has to feel Eddie’s heart beat, the way it pounds in his chest as Steve noses up the collarbone to his neck. “Really does suck for me, huh baby?”

#steddie #steddiemicrofic #steddiemicroficoctober #my fic #vampire steve harrington #listen this microfic does have lore and hcs though so #steve becoming a vamp is the straw that breaks the camels back vis a vis claudia finding out about the upside down #nurse claudia doing regular party and parents blood drives to keep her boy fed #each bag gets labeled with its donor after steve insists he can taste the difference ala coke v pepsi #stobin soulmates forever steve thinks robin tastes the best #sorry eddie you're second best but he prefers it from the source

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pegglesheen · 1 year

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my favs fore❤️er

#johnny knoxville #chris pontius #jackass #jackass forever #wildboyz #love #mtv #party boy

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yaz-the-spaz · 2 years

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so i finally got around to watching that impaulsive interview/podcast and man hearing it in context makes SUCH a big difference because when you hear it all together you can actually see so much more clearly how liam didn't even actually say anything that bad about ANY of the boys

like literally nothing he even said was as bad as people (who probably only saw the clips or came into the video with biased views anyway) are making it out to be…

now.

good.

so first off, on the question of the boys, liam literally praised louis for his value to the band, for taking charge, and finding his voice and his worth, etc. he said nothing specific (bad or otherwise) about harry or niall that i can recall. and even the comment about zayn’s family was literally just him talking about how zayn had a different upbringing, which really isn’t anything all that bad. now ppl can debate about whether or not it was liam’s place to mention it, but in the end if you listen to that whole segment of the interview it becomes pretty clear that all he was really trying to do is explain why people might misunderstand who zayn is/why he the way he is, which to me shows more of an understanding than some sort of bitter rivalry or jealousy. outside of that there was the comment about g’s tweet not aging well, but what was most interesting to me about that is that he literally grimaces the SECOND after it’s out of his mouth and tries to hide it with his hand and his entire facial expression just looks extremely uncomfortable and cringy for a good few seconds before the camera cuts away.

moving on to the re-hashing of the band’s formation, his comments about his own role in the band were nothing new or particularly salacious either to anyone who's been a long time fan of the band from the early days. it was a KNOWN FACT that he and louis did not get along in the early days of their time on the txf and that they butt heads quite a bit about who was gonna be the de facto “leader” (literally anyone who's watched the video diaries or became a fan anytime between 2010-2012 knows this, it is NOT news, and it does not mean that he in any way hates or is jealous of louis especially given that he followed it up by praising louis for his leadership choices and contribution to the band). it was a KNOWN FACT that the people supervising them on the show (and, later on, management) leaned more on liam to keep the boys in line and give the others a bit more professional/musical guidance because of his more serious/driven personality and the fact that he had more experience in the industry from his previous time on the show. even the comment about him starting all their songs literally became a joke among the band (in fact, i think it was even louis himself who used to make the joke that liam couldn't ever leave the band/go solo because if he did they’d have no one to start all their songs for them). None of that was new information (except maybe to newer and/or more casual fans) and does not in any way come off as a slight to harry or louis or niall’s solo careers if you actually listen to what he says.

probably the only thing that was news to me (and probably a lot of the fandom) was that simon and the showrunners possibly initially formed the band around liam because they saw his talent and wanted to keep him in the competition, but honestly even that isn't all that surprising or salacious to me because that's just a smart move business wise when you have someone who's already been on the show, and who you already know clearly has the talent and the drive/ambition to make a serious career out of this, versus four unknowns (the other boys) who may or may not take things seriously.

what truly baffles me though is people somehow taking his comments to mean that the band or the other boys couldn't have made it anywhere or been at all successful without him when him saying all this was literally just him describing his experience and memories of the formation of the band. but of course like often happens weird louis and harry stans took it upon themselves to somehow make it all about liam trying to pump himself up and make 1d’s success all about him when he said nothing of the sort and when all he was even doing was talking about his own experience (though of course the man can't even hardly breathe without someone trying to make it about him being anti ‘insert any of the other boys names here’ so I guess I shouldn't even be all that surprised)

anyway that's my recount of all the important bits, the rest was mostly just weird fighting party boy narrative bs in my opinion (along with a couple of cute celebrity impressions). so in conclusion even though i know some people still will anyway, all i mainly have to say is please don't trust the frankly misleading, out-of-context clips making the rounds on sm or make any concrete judgements until you’ve watched the whole interview (or at least the whole piece of one of the individual segments in question, since they are at least neatly labeled for you to skip right to them)

what you come away with/get out of it after that is up to you obvi, but most importantly i just really need people to think critically about the fact that liam went to a business conference for NFT’s, and in the middle of that conference, (inexplicably) did an interview with a man literally known for doing egregious things just for clickbait wherein liam spent a grand total of approximately 5 minutes total out of a 75 minute long interview talking about his NFT’s (i.e. what he was actually there for) and his current music career, and most of the rest of the 70 minutes randomly rehashing old 1D drama, old relationship drama, and talking about who he wants to fight (or talking about all the apparently multiple various times he's been drunk off his ass at a bar/club/event with his shirt off for some odd reason picking fights with people??)…all of which goes right in line with so much of the negative content we've been getting almost constantly bombarded with lately about liam being a problematic, drunk, fighting party boy

you sit and think about that for a minute and do the math, because all I know is the math ain’t mathing and i'm just constantly like

there were literally so many red flags abound, the whole interview literally had no purpose other than to dredge up old wounds/drama and for what? in what world does a decent mgmt team approve this? in what world do people who actually care about their client OR his image sit back and watch and approve/enable all this irrelevant old ass drama and problematic behavior being brought up that has nothing to do with liam’s actual current career? for what? just so liam could sit around talking about constantly being drunk, getting violent while drunk, saying or doing rude/cruel/idiotic things that he regrets while completely trashed off his ass, all of which he mentioned WHILE constantly drinking literally only a year after admitting he has a drinking problem? or naming all the various celebrities he wants to fight? or repeatedly mentioning how scary a place it is to be inside his head? or talking about having to pretend he’s a different person/that he hides behind other identities like a mask and changes his personality to fit the situation and/or people he’s around? or that he STILL doesn’t really know who he is or what he likes to do outside of work even after all these years cause he feels like he's never had the chance to find out?

everyone, and i mean EVERYONE, including his team, should be way WAY more concerned about his frankly worrying behavior and current mental state than about him apparently trash talking the other boys (especially when, newsflash: he didn't.)

out of all the comments (and there were some pretty gross ones), this was honestly the most salient and self-aware one I came across to sum-up all the extremely concerning things hashed out in that interview that should've been much more of a priority for the fandom than the bs they *claim* liam said about the other boys (that he didn't even actually say) and from the most unexpected of usernames to boot

anyway, in summation, me @ liam's team

ALSO GIVE THIS MAN A LONG FUCKING REST

(and a new team. and a chance to get some therapy/work on himself while we're at it cause my poor lima needs to get farrrrr away from these asshats who clearly don't give a shit about him like YESTERDAY)

#liam #ziam #ot5 #podcast #impaulsive podcast #i know some people have already said some similar things to this effect #but I just wanted to add my two cents to the pile in agreement #which is to say that basically i'm just forever wtf-ing all over the place at this entire thing #like #we get seeded with articles about him being dropped by his label for being a problematic party boy #and get constant pictures of him out partying & drinking with the child bride and her fam #and now this??#it’s like we’re back to 2013 rowdy frat boy liam all over again #it wasn't a good look then and it's certainly not a good look now #at least at 20 it was sort of excusable as him just being young and dumb #but not at 28 #like wtf #it stinks of #fuckery #& bs #honestly do they really think this somehow makes him more relatable?#the man is almost 30 years old and supposedly a dad and this is how his team chooses to present him to the world??#fuck outta here #even if he was/is really like that to some degree the smart business move is to keep that shit on lock #like i’m not even in PR and even I know that's just basic decent marketing #so wtf are y’all fools doing that supposedly call yourselves his team #cause it certainly ain't your jobs i know that

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goldshadows · 1 month

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do u ever think about how jess was abused her whole childhood by her father, literally had her mother die in her arms after witnessing her getting shot, was abandoned by her older brother and left alone with aforementioned terrible father and yet made it out as such a caring, loving, positive person whose first instinct is always to help others and offer them a hand?? because i do

#tbf she is often too nice.#and lets people walk over her/take advantage of her here and there.#but.#i love my girl so much.#she believes in the good in people always and forever.#and she's so soft and -#i could go on and on and on and on.#the beastie boys died for my right to party. / munchie‚ general.

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partypontius · 2 years

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

just like me - johnny knoxville x reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But all day long, this song kept playing through

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Call it what you need, ADHD for me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Dude, that was so fucking cool!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

Just let it die and say goodbye to me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Or so you thought.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Call it what you need, ADHD for me

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

“Y/n, really. Talk to me.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Let’s take a little time just to daydream

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

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

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

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

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

Slip from under the mainstream

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Maybe you’ll learn to fly singing with me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Call it what you need, ADHD for me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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hitmewithabusposts · 2 years

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The guys when you’re sick

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Johnny

Would find you in your guy’s bed when he got home from filming, wondering why you hadn’t answered his phone calls all day

“Sweetheart? What’s wrong honey?”

He’d feel your forehead with the back of his hand, like he knew what he was doing even tho he had no clue.

“What do you need honey?” “Water, please” you’d tell him, and he’d come back with an assortment of cold meds, an ice pack, a heating pad, more blankets, and your water.

He would definitely call his mom asking her for a soup recipe he could cook for you, but he would end up somehow forgetting it on the stove and burning it.

“I’m sorry honey” he’d tell you with big sad puppy-dog eyes, as you sat bundled up in blankets in your bed when he came up without a bowl of soup

“It’s okay Peej, let’s just order some okay?” You’d croak out, smiling at how much he cared.

LOTS of movie marathons in bed, and no one could get him to leave that house till you were feeling better.

“C’mon man, you haven’t been on set in 2 days” “y/n’s sick, I’ll be there when I can” he would tell Jeff on the phone even tho you insisted you’d be fine and he should go.

“How bout a warm shower sweetheart? I can always join you” he’d tell you with a smirk, and you’d just shake your head and hit his chest.

When you started feeling a bit better tho you didn’t turn those shower offers down

“Just give me a kiss, please honey?” “No, I’m sick you don’t need to get sick too” “I don’t care I just wanna kiss you”

Chris

Boy would panic at first.

“Holy shit baby do you need to go to the hospital?” “I just have a fever, I’m fine I promise” “are you sure?”

Would just lay with you in bed, his head pretty much on your lap the whole time. He’d occasionally turn his head to check on you and to see if you were sleeping yet.

“What can I do for you?”

He’d call you from set multiple times a day to check in on you

“We all miss you baby” he’d tell you over the phone as you could hear the guys yelling in the background.

Everytime he would come to check on you he’d immediately give you a kiss on the temple, and one when he left the room.

Would give you his clothes to wear because his theory was his presence could “heal you”

You wouldn’t admit to him that you did feel better when he was there laying in bed with you

When he would lay in bed with you, agyer you’d fall asleep he’d give you a peck since you refused to kiss him on the lips while you were sick

Would just talk to you about his day, plans for filming in the future, past adventures, pretty much anything to keep your mind off feeling sick and laughing at his stories instead.

Bam

Immediately gets April to check on you.

“I don’t know what to do mom, just do whatever you used to do for us when we were kids”

He’d lay in his room with you and try to get you to laugh, which would result in you having a coughing-fit

April would make you soup, which you’d end up sharing with him (he ate most of it)

“Wanna lay down?” He’d ask you whenever you’d leave his room to go to the kitchen or outside for a bit and he could tell you still weren’t feeling good

Would bring you to set with him if you felt up to it, but would make you lay down and rest in his trailer. “I’ll be back in an hour to check on you babe, just sleep”

“I just want you to feel better, I need my skate partner back” he’d tell you at night when you’d be laying in bed and apologizing for having no energy lately

🫶forehead kisses🫶

“I’m cold” “well im right here” he’d tell you, opening his arms to hug you and lay down in bed

Definitely mixes up what cold meds you’re supposed to take and when and calls April to clarify

“Ape and Phil said they hope you feel better soon baby”

#jackass #johnny knoxville #bam margera #chris pontius #party boy #headcanon #jackass forever #jackass number two #jackass 3d #send more requests

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synne-ful · 7 months

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Hi hello yes I saw your shirtless Barb piece on Pinterest and it took me the past half hour to track creds on it but I just wanna say I don't regret it AT ALL LIKE THIS IS SUCH GREAT ART WHERE WERE YOU IN MY PEAK OM PHASE?!

Omg I didn't know I was cool enough to be randomly spotted on pinterest HAHAHA I'M RIGHT HERE ANON, LEMME BRING YOU BACK IN WITH MY ART ✨️✨️✨️

#ask #im sorry it also took me forever to even start drawing these boys FORGIVE MEEEEE LOL #IM LIKE 3 YEARS LATE TO THE PARTY #also i used to suck at signing my older art properly so hopefully that isnt an issue anymore IM SORRY LOL

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