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asskickedbygirl · 1 year

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Hey there!

First of all: I love your work, you're doing a great job and I really love your writing style!

I'd like to request something (if you don't want to write that it's cool). I had some kind of a down time for the past few weeks and need something funny/comforting. I thought of maybe reader being a medic on the set of jackass and she and bam and Ryan had a troubled past. So when she sees them she's like "oh please don't get hurt" and the other boys are teasing her like "oh, are you worried about them?" And she's like "god no I don't want to see their faces more than I need to."

And bam or Ryan kinda start to like her and is jealous when the other guys try to flirt with her.

Can end in smut, even though I'm ace and not a smut fan, but the stuff you write is so good, I can totally live with that.

Thanks for your fics and happy new year!

Tell Me

[Ryan Dunn x F!Reader]

A/n: ASSKICKEDBYGIRL WRITING FLUFF FOR ONCE?!?!?!? 😱😱yeah there's a shock. thank you for the req sorry it took me a while to get around to it but thank you for saying that too!!! I've missed writing I wish I didn't have a life.

warnings: mentions of sex, alcohol, cursing

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"You might be busy today, looks like Bam and Ryan are gonna fuck something up." Jeff tutted, glancing over to where the crew were setting up.

"God I hope they don't get hurt."

Johnny overheard what you said, a smirk appearing on his face as he wandered over to where you and Jeff were stood.

"And why's that? You got a crush? Worrying your pretty little head over em?" He laughed, ruffling up your hair as you tried pushing him off.

"God no. I don't wanna see their faces more than I have to."

Johnny's brows narrowed, unsure of why you had some sort of vendetta against the two buffoons from West Chester.

"They went to high school together." Jeff answered Johnny's confusion for you before leaving the two of you be.

"Ah I see. One of them an ex or something?"

You shook your head, scoffing.

"Definitely not. They were just idiots that's all."

Johnny could tell you were leaving some detail out as you continued setting up your station, the job you were supposed to be doing instead of chatting with the star of the movie.

"Did they pick on you? Cause' if that's the case I can kick their asses for you. We'll call it reparations."

Johnny's sweet talking pulled a little smile from you though you kept your eyes trained on the ground, afraid you might fall into Johnny's sunken ones as crushing on coworkers was totally a no-go in the professional sense.

"No it's okay. They were kind of assholes to a lot of people so it's not really considered picking on me. Just boys being dumb."

Johnny nodded, biting his lip.

"Well hell maybe they've changed, they're only jackasses professionally now!"

You laughed, glancing up to meet Johnny's eyes.

"Yeah, maybe they just keep the assholery for when they're getting paid."

Before you could launch into any further discussion with the heart throb, the two cast members you'd least like to speak to darted over, calling your name.

"Did you miss us?" Ryan laughed, wrapping an arm around you like you were the best of buds.

"Can't say I did Dunn." You awkwardly shoved his arm off of you, trying your best to continue unpacking though Bam sitting on top of your workplace made that rather difficult.

"Oh come on, you had to have missed me after I dropped out!" Bam chuckled, leaning back, Johnny simply observing the mini high school reunion.

"I will say Bam, Raab shitting on those lockers was the best thing he ever did, got rid of the two of you!"

That's when Johnny finally interjected, laughing whole-heartedly and clutching his chest.

"Raab did what?!"

"You don't know this? Raab got expelled for smearing shit on a bunch of lockers so Bam dropped out." Ryan smiled, relishing in relaying the story despite the fact he wasn't actually there to experience it.

"Chris committed a string of shit related crimes but that one was truly the last straw." You nodded, smiling at Johnny's joy.

"Well hey, they were pretty funny, you have to admit." Bam extended his arm, attempting to grasp some humour from you.

"Funny isn't the word I'd use... disgusting seems more fitting. Plus you guys were dickheads back then."

Bam and Ryan matched faces of confusion.

"What are you talking about? We were dumb kids everyone just ignored." Bam said, Ryan nodding along.

"Seriously? You don't remember?"

There was an awkward silence then, Bam and Ryan racking their brains trying to understand what the hell you were on about.

"Remember what?" Ryan asked.

You bit the inside of your cheek, glancing between the two boys and remembering Johnny was right there too, witnessing this strange sort of confrontation. You weren't sure if you really wanted to unload the words that swirled in your head through in your teen years in front of the guy you kinda liked, the idea was not exactly appealing.

"Whatever, forget it." You bit your tongue, grabbing something and pretending you had something else to attend to when you were just desperate to make an escape.

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After that awkward little encounter Bam and Ryan seemed to be making an array of unnecessary visits to your station, pestering you for band aids and asking if random bruises 'looked okay'.

"Bam you've had thousands of bruises in your lifetime, I'm sure you know that looks perfectly normal."

"Alright yeah, I just wanted to come talk to you before Dunn or Knoxville had a chance." Bam pulled down the leg of his pants as your brows narrowed.

"What are you talking about?"

Bam grinned at you, like he knew something you didn't.

"No it's nothing, I just like talking to you."

Bam's glimmering eyes were seeping into you but it wasn't really working, in fact he was becoming more of a nuisance than anything else.

"Well I appreciate the fact you enjoy my company but I'm kinda trying to work here."

Bam rolled his eyes, not giving up.

"Oh come on. No one's hurt you don't have any work to do, just tell me why I was an ass and I'll leave."

As soon as the words left Bam's lips a yell was heard where Johnny was performing a stunt followed by a 'Medic!" shout.

"Fuck." You muttered, grabbing your kit and running over to where Johnny lay clutching his ankle.

"I think I broke it." He spoke through gritted teeth, eyes shut tightly.

You removed Johnny's hand to see the area was already swelling.

"Help me get him to the tent, I have an ice pack there." You called out to someone, Ryan jumping into play as he swung Johnny's arm around his shoulder while you did the same with his other arm, helping him up and steadying him.

A gaggle of people tried to follow you along but you shooed them off.

"He'll be fine, Jeff can you tell everyone to fuck off please?" You called out, Jeff simply shooting you a thumbs up and waving away any stragglers.

As you, Ryan and Johnny eventually made it to the med tent to sit Johnny down, you noticed a stray had followed you along.

"I don't need both of you here." You called out to Ryan and Bam who both pretended to look mightily concerned as Johnny winced and you fetched the ice pack.

"I'll stay." They both said in unison, earning a glare from you.

"I think I can handle a sprained ankle guys, goodbye." You pushed Ryan and Bam out of your tent and closed the curtains, turning to face Johnny.

"Sorry about those idiots, they won't fucking leave me alone." You muttered, removing Johnny's shoe and sock and placing the ice pack on his swollen ankle, causing him to suck sharply through his teeth.

"You think I fucked it up badly?"

"Nah, probably just a sprain even though it might seem a lot worse, you'll have to use crutches for a bit though."

Johnny sighed, looking pissed off.

"Well there goes two weeks where I can't do shit."

There was an awkward silence in the tent then as you kneeled below him, lifting his foot with your hand to elevate it.

"You know they probably like you right?"

"What?" For being so irritated and in pain, Johnny was really gonna bring up Bam and Ryan?

"The idiots. They have massive crushes on you, I know it."

You laughed, shaking your head.

"You're delusional."

Johnny smiled, staring at you below him, rooting through your bag for bandages.

"I think I'm very lusional actually."

"Oh god, lusional? He's losing it nurse this must be something far more serious!" You laughed, wrapping the bandage tightly around Johnny as he laughed too, wincing through the pain.

Bam and Ryan stood outside the tent waiting for you, their ears only being filled with joyous laughter, their teeth now grinding together.

"Think they need help?" Bam folded his arms, beginning to grow impatient.

"She likes him. Of course she fucking does, what girl doesn't like Knoxville." Ryan spat under his breath, kicking the ground beneath his shoe.

"You know, maybe if we weren't such dicks in high school she might give us the time of the day." He added, turning away from the tent to fuck off somewhere, pulling out a pack of cigarettes.

"Come on dude, we weren't that bad." Bam called out but Ryan shook his head.

"Well clearly we were if she can't stand talking to us for more than two fucking seconds." He went off in a huff, regret coursing through his veins at the unknown actions of his teenage self.

Who knew being a bit of a dick in high school would come back to bite you in the ass?

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It was a Friday night and the crew were off drinking at a local bar after a week of filming. Knoxville had been sentenced to two weeks on crutches and so was hobbling around the bar with them while Bam and Ryan were still falling over each other trying to talk to you. You sat in a booth next to Chris, sipping on your vodka soda and trying to ignore the pestering Bam who was getting more and more drunk by the minute when suddenly he spoke your name all serious.

"Just tell me how Ryan and I were such dicks to you in high school and I promise I'll fuck off."

You were pulled away from your lively conversation to be met with yet another awkward confrontation.

"Bam I don't wanna get into this, seriously." Bam threw his arm over your shoulder and pressed his finger against your lips.

"Just tell me! I'm sorry I was an asshole cause' now I really wanna bang you."

"Alright Bam! That's enough of that!" Like a deus ex machina, Ryan graciously came to your rescue, dragging his drunk friend away from you and pushing him towards another group of Jackass people.

Your eyes were wide, mouth slightly agape.

"Sorry about him, whiskey is like his truth serum."

You just shook your head laughing, still in a state of disbelief.

"Well I wasn't expecting a love confession to go like that."

"He has a way with words." Ryan laughed, shrugging.

"I'm going to the bar and am not ordering whiskey." Chris murmured, sliding out from the booth and leaving you and Ryan alone.

"So you and Bam really wanna know why I didn't like you when we were younger huh?"

Ryan took a sip from his drink, trying to act as if he didn't care as much as his inebriated best friend.

"I mean, kinda but- yeah. Yeah we do wanna know."

You laughed, shaking your head.

"Fine, I'll tell you."

Ryan's eyes widened.

"You will?"

"I will. but! only if you tell me one thing."

"Anything, what is it?" Ryan nodded enthusiastically.

"Do you have a crush on me too?" Your smile widened, eyes burrowing into his own.

Ryan laughed awkwardly, eyes spinning around the room trying to avoid your gaze.

"Oh come on, what are we 16?"

"Well you wanna know why I thought you guys were assholes at 16 so?"

Ryan bit his lip, considering his options when he just settled on biting the bullet.

"Fine. Yeah I do have a crush on you. That's why I wanna know why you're not giving me any chances so bad."

You smiled smugly, picking up Ryan's glass of whiskey.

"God this stuff really is truth serum!"

You both shared a moment of laughter before settling down.

"Alright I'll tell you. Sophomore year you were a Senior. I kinda liked your hair and I thought you were cute."

Ryan bit back a smile.

"I was at my locker and you and Bam were talking and I kinda overheard your conversation."

Ryan winced at that.

"Well that's never good."

You scratched the back of your head, smile faltering slightly when you remembered what you were about to spill, the alcohol in your system making your lips a little looser.

"Well you know I was pretty quiet in high school. Didn't really talk to anyone except my close friends."

Ryan nodded, straying away from any jokes as he noticed your change in demeanour.

"Since I was so quiet I could kinda fly under the radar, overhear things nobody thought I would hear, I was kind of invisible like that. Anyways, one day you and Bam were talking about girls."

Your eyes were stuck on the table, not wanting to look up and back out of what Ryan had lured you into saying.

"I noticed Bam kinda nodded his head towards me and asked you 'What about her?' I didn't hear the first part but knew it had something to do with sex or dating or whatever."

Out of the corner of your eye you could see Ryan was turning red, already embarrassed before he was even told what he had to be embarrassed about.

"And you said something like 'Fuck no she's a prude. Just an uptight bitch.'"

Ryan swallowed thickly, eyes flicking down to his shoes.

"Then Bam was like 'Yeah she's a cunt. Wouldn't fuck me if I was dying.' and then you just laughed and walked off."

There was quiet then, Ryan shaking his head and sighing.

"Look I don't hold it against you. You were just asshole teenagers and I'm sorry for acting like a bitch late-"

"No stop." Ryan stuck his hand out, interrupting your apologetic spiel.

"I was a fucking dickhead, I'm sorry for saying that shit, it wasn't even true."

You smirked, biting your lip.

"It was kinda true. Still is."

Ryan met your eyes then, his expression hiding a smile

"I just said that bullshit cause' I thought you were cute and I didn't want Bam to get his grubby hands on you."

You rolled your eyes, properly laughing then.

"Oh fuck off Dunn. Don't pull that 'He's only mean because he likes you!' shit on me now!"

Ryan shook his head, smile growing.

"I'm serious! Why do you think Bam and I are falling over our feet trying to talk to you now?!"

You narrowed your eyes and crossed your arms, smirk pulling at your lips.

"Are you telling me this whole time the older kid I thought was cute also thought I was cute?"

Ryan smiled before wetting his lips, arm moving himself closer to you.

"And what if I am?"

You laughed heartily, pushing Ryan's chest.

"Don't put your moves on me Dunn. Did you forget I'm a prude?"

He rolled his eyes again, chuckling.

"Come on let me walk you home before Knoxville breaks something else that you need to look at."

Ryan reached his hand out to pull you out of the booth.

"Jealous already Dunn? Guess you really are the type."

You allowed yourself to get dragged up, Ryan slipping his arm around your shoulder to usher you out of the bar.

"Hey where the fuck are you two going?!" Bam slurred out, bringing everyone's attention to you and Ryan.

You half smiled, unsure of what to say. That's when your eyes met with Johnny's as you witnessed him compute in real time what was happening. When he realised who you were going home with that night he simply smiled and winked at you. How was he always right?

"Taking her home asshole." Ryan called out, wasting no time in pulling you away, the urgency making you laugh.

As you walked down the streets of West Chester, Ryan's hand moved down to hold you by your waist, whispering crude comments about passer-bys in your ear to make you laugh when eventually you reached your apartment building.

"Thanks for walking me home." You smiled, holding your hand over where Ryan was holding your waist and turning to face him.

You looked into each others eyes for a moment, both of you smirking uncontrollably.

"I'd invite you in but, you know I'm a prude so."

Ryan rolled his eyes as you cackled, slapping his chest.

"I deserve that."

You smiled sweetly as Ryan did too, his eyes flicking down to your lips for a millisecond as your faces got closer.

"I don't think we should do anything tonight but..." You brought your hand up to rest on Ryan's cheek, rubbing his face with your thumb.

"I could give you something else." You whispered, leaning in and kissing him.

Ryan kept his hold on your waist but moved his other hand to touch your own face, deepening the kiss. He pushed your body to be closer to his own, moving his lips against yours roughly, beard grazing your chin. Before things could escalate any further you pulled away, allowing yourselves to catch your breath.

"You foiled my plan." Ryan laughed, brushing your hair off of your face.

"What?"

"My plan this whole time was to get the prude to sleep with me ten years later, it was strategy all along."

You both laughed.

"I see, you really plan ahead. I guess I'll just have to sleep with you now."

Ryan quirked an eyebrow at your obviously sarcastic response, resulting in a punch to the arm. You laughed pulling away from his hold on you.

"Goodnight Ryan." You turned your back to him and began unlocking the door as he still stood behind you. As the door opened you turned around, smirking before kissing him one last time for the night.

"Call me."

"I'd be an idiot not to."

"What's new?"

End.

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sunnyie-eve · 16 days

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10 | Getting there

Series: Odds Together

Paring: Ryan Dunn x OFC Margera!

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: None

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"I just got the worst wake up of my life so now I'm gonna take it out on Dunn. Little back story, Anna has to bunk with Dunn because her bed is still dying from a prank we did on her." Bam tells the camera before going into the bedroom with the guitar he plans to slam on Ryan.

He sees Dunn laying on his stomach with one arm on top of Anna's left arm, who was laying on her side facing him. Bam liked how close the two were as friends but refused and never could imagine them more than friends. So part of him hated seeing how close their faces slightly were.

As soon as the guitar hits Ryan's back he starts shouting making Anna slightly jump before coving her face with her hands.

"What is going on?" Ryan asks annoyed.

"We're going to New Orleans and you two need to get up." Bam places his hands on his hips. Neither of the two move to get up so Bam jumps kicking off the wall landing one the two but mostly Ryan.

"I'm giving you the count of two to get up or else we're leaving your asses. One, two. Alright see you later." Bam leaves them.

"What a dick." Ryan groans.

"Nothing new." Anna groans as the camera crew leaves them to sleep.

When the two finally wake up it was almost 4 o'clock in the afternoon. "I miss my bed." Anna groans popping her back.

"It should be ready for you when we get back." Ryan tells her and she looks at him.

"I don't wanna go." She whines following him outside to see his ride. "Look at that. We both can't fit on that. Have fun." She smiles patting his back.

"They did it in Dumb and Dumber. Fine just ride with the crew." He looks at them and they agree she could.

On the Mini bike, Ryan stops at a place to get it juiced up to go faster than 31mph. "I say it won't make it over 40." Anna glances at Ryan standing on her left.

"Anything is better than 31." He tells her so she starts to smirk.

"Even 32?" She fully turns to face him.

"Anything over 35." He gets more specific. "You just gotta get smart with me, huh?"

"You know I do." She grabs his shoulder leaning towards him, "Because I'm actually smarter." She blows into his ear.

As more time and distance goes Ryan already had a chat with Bam and Raab. He almost lost a map and got a ride in the back of a truck.

"Okay, I'm done of this shit. We're flying the rest of the way." Anna grabs Ryan by his blue vest.

"I know our guy."

They arrive to New Orleans before the rest so they start to have fun drinking and getting a lot of beads. "You still wish you stayed home?" Ryan asks Anna as they look out at the crown of people.

"Yes, I still do!" She laughs drinking her drink.

"Why be home when alone and bored than here having fun?" He asks nudging her shoulder.

"Well for starters... I'd get a break from all the bull I deal with everyday." She leans against the railing looking at him with a smile.

"That's a very good reason... but I know a better reason to be here." He does the same as her actions.

"And what would that be Dunn?" She tilts her head.

"You're with me and I'm great to be with." He holds his cup out to her and she dings it with hers.

"I will admit that, yes. Only when you aren't around the others though. I'm sorry." She says making him laugh.

"All I'm hearing is that you say I'm great and you love me." He says making her shake her head.

"I never said I love you."

"You just did." He points out making her roll her eyes as he puts an arm around her shoulder. "Just admit it. You love me." He walks them over some so he could sit and pull her down to sit on one of his legs.

"Didn't you just say I did though? So I don't have to say it again." She takes his hat off him to fix the sides of his hair before putting it back on him.

Ryan just looks at her before remembering he has to speak, "Yes, you do."

Anna huffs not wanting to say it, "Fine, I love you." She says looking into his eyes before she gets off of him. The sudden realization she's falling for him all over again since she's gotten back and getting close to him again.

"Hey, look who it is." Ryan points out Bam so they go over to him. Ryan taps on Bam's shoulder making him turn around, "Where the hell you been?"

Bam suddenly realizes who was in front of him making him scream. "What the hell? When did you get here?" He asks them.

"Like hours ago." Ryan tells them.

"You got here before us?" Glomb says shocked.

"Look at us." Ryan motions to the beads around his and Anna's necks.

"There was no way you both actually fit on that shit." Bam eyes them.

"Fuck no. He rode that shit and I rode along with the crew watching his ass on the thing." Anna says half of the truth.

"This dickhead beat us in a moped! In a blue leather vest." Bam says making Ryan laugh and Anna walk off some.

"Anna you came!" Raab walks over to her. "I called you'd stay home. Look at you proving me wrong."

"You're already drunk really?" She laughs at him.

"No, I mean I probably won't remember anything." He laughs making her laugh. "Glad you came. You should've woken up earlier. It was a fun ride here and stoping at skate parks." He gives her a kiss but she didn't care.

"I'm kinda glad I didn't though because I would be stuck with Vito complaining about all the stops you guys did." She says knowing her uncle.

"Plus there was pranks between the buses." He puts an arm around her pulling her into his side.

"Where did Anna go?" Bam finally noticed she wasn't with them anymore.

Ryan looks around and sees her laughing with Raab basically hanging on to her. His arm was resting on her shoulder but making should she was kept into his side. Every time he talked to her, he would awfully lean close towards her while pulling her closer to him.

"With Raab." Ryan tells him while eyeing them down.

Bam looks over at where Ryan's eyes were focused. "I gotta go save her." Bam says making his way through everyone to get to her. "We lost you." He tells her.

"It's okay. I found her." Raab shakes Anna with a smile.

"Okay." Why don't you come back to the rest of us." Bam grabs his sister pulling her towards him.

"I will but I need to find a bathroom inside first. I'll be back." She slips away.

"Annabelle!" Bam shouts wanting to keep an eye on her.

"You're sister is fine in her own." Ape shows up with everyone making their way towards him.

Bam looks at Ryan trusting him the most, "I'll go find the bathroom." He leaves the group going inside.

Meanwhile Annabelle got to the bathroom with no problems but leaving was a different story. This random drunk guy grabbed her arm trying to keep her there to have a conversation.

"I really need to get back to my friends and family." She tried to tell him but he just wouldn't.

"You should let loose some." He removes his hand but walks closer to her.

"Really, I told my brother I'd be right back." Anna potentially tells him.

Ryan finally spots Anna with a guy looking very uncomfortable so he goes over to them. "There you are. We were getting worried about you." Ryan snakes his arm around her waist holding her closer to him then leans down giving her a quick peck on the lips. "This guy bugging you?" He eyes the drunk man.

"We were just talking." The guy tells him while Anna was staring at Ryan shocked by his actions.

"We should get back to the others." Ryan looks down at her.

"Yeah." She nods her head so Ryan walks them away. "You didn't have to do all that." She speaks up as he keeps his arm around her.

"It worked though didn't it?" He laughs.

"Well yeah but the kiss wasn't necessary. You showing up and the arm would've worked fine." She removes herself from him. "Thanks though." She goes to the others while Ryan curses at himself.

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peejsocks · 1 year

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the most ridiculously sweet angelfaced boy riding a bike over cactuses, in a grumpy voice: goddamn this is BMX tug-of-war. FUCK! what a dumbass idea!!

i’m sorry was i supposed to watch jackass in a way i don’t fall in love with him? i am a SIMPLE! GIRL!

#HE WAS ALWAYS SO GRUMPY !! AND THEN SMIRKING !! WITH HIS CUTE ASS FACE AND HIS HAIR !!! I HATE HIM !!!!#grumpy boy with the most adorable giggly laugh ???? like i said I AM SIMPLE I DONT ASK FOR MUCH #‘i cant believe there’s ff for jackass’ BITCH LOOK AT RYAN DUNN !!!!!!!

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emilysshortstories · 2 years

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So I’ve been having a jackass phase again, how would y’all feel about a Ryan x Johnny x reader smut 👀👀

#jackass #johnny knoxville #ryan dunn #steve o #bam margera #dave england #johnny knoxville smut #Ryan Dunn smut #johnny knoxville ff

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charliekellysbitch · 2 years

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Running for my bus and playing Lose You Tonight from the Haggard (2003) soundtrack to set the scene :))

#the fucken chokehold those men have me in ffs #HIM are acc good too #ryan dunn #bam margera #haggard

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venusbyline · 1 month

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Hey guys, I'm Vênus (she/her). This is my new ff blog and requests are already open!

I really like writing dark, smut and/or angst contents for s/o x female readers.

Almost all the characters and artists I'll write for are tagged. Feel free to send me your writing requests on my ask. (ps¹: practically i'll write for all Jacob Elordi and Ryan Gosling's characters, there just wasn't enough space in the tags).

So don't be shy... I'm a member of the "toxic characters stan" too <3

ps²: some characters besides the other characters of Ryan Gosling and Jacob Elordi that I didn't put in the tags but that I can also write for:

Scream: Ethan Landry, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher.

Euphoria: Rue Bennet, Jules Vaughn, Ethan Lewis, Lexi Howard, Chris McKay, Fezco.

Hunger Games: Lucy Gray Baird, Katniss Everdeen, Sejanus Plinth, Johanna Mason, Treech, Clemensia Dovecote, Tigris Snow, Haymitch Abernathy.

MCU: Tom Holland!Peter Parker & Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff.

Daisy Jones & The Six: Eddie Roundtree, Daisy Jones, Camila Dunne.

The Vampire Diaries: Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, Silas, Rebekah Mikaelson, Katherine Pierce.

Margot Robbie: Barbie, Harley Quinn.

Gossip Girl: Chuck Bass, Nate Archibald, Carter Baizen, Blair Waldorf.

YOU: Love Quinn, Joe Goldberg.

Harry Potter: Cedric Diggory, Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black.

Grey's Anatomy: Jackson Avery, Derek Shepherd, Mark Sloan, Alex Karev.

Outer Banks: Rafe Cameron, JJ Maybank.

Anyway, more characters can be added here over time!

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asskickedbygirl · 1 year

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He’s Not Here [Ryan Dunn x F!Reader]

Desc: You’re Dico’s sister and Ryan shows up at your house when he wasn’t around. You get to talking and turns out maybe not all of your brothers friends are assholes.

A/n: Remarkably the first proper Ryan fic I’ve written ?

Warnings: mentions of sex & alcohol

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It was Friday and you were home alone for once. Your friends had all bailed on you yet again so you were left to the old sweatpants and VHS tapes. As soon as you were settled on the couch, remote in hand ready to watch Thelma and Louise, your doorbell rang. You groaned, that better not be Brandon back already. You huffed and paused the film before it even began, getting up to answer it. You swung the door open, glaring the ringer until you realised it wasn’t your annoying older brother, but his cute friend, Ryan. Your eyes widened, embarrassed you had answered with such haughtiness. “Oh shit, sorry. I thought you were Brandon.” Ryan simply laughed you off. “It’s alright, so I take it he’s not here then.” You shook your head, suddenly very aware you were only dressed in old sweats and a tight fitting tank top. “He’s not but, he should be here in like half an hour if you wanna wait it out?” Ryan scratched the back of his neck and sighed, unsure. You admired his button nose and his blond hair. He was probably the cutest of your brothers friends. Sure there was Bam but he was just the asshole kid in your grade that used to make your life so very hard when he was still in school, along with Chris. You were constantly called stuck up and a smart ass just cause’ you weren’t failing every class but whatever. Ryan was pretty much the only nice one to you, but you still regarded him as a bit of an ass by association.

“Uhhh I don’t know.” You sighed at his response, opening the door wider to let him through. “Just come in.” He shrugged, and let himself wander in, scuffing his shoes off of the mat once you shut the door. Manners, who would’ve thought? You lead him in to your living room and gestured that he sat. “Beer?” You asked but Ryan just shook his head, sinking into the couch. You sat down on the opposite end and tucked your legs beneath you. “So what are you and Brandon doing?” Ryan laughed under his breath, “What?” You smiled, trying to understand the humour. “No it’s just, it’s kinda funny you call him Brandon. So formal.” You scoffed, “Would you rather I call him Dico as you guys have so graciously blessed him? Cause’ it’s a bit weird seeing as my last name is also DiCamillo if you haven’t forgotten.” Ryan shrugged. “It was just an observation.” The silence was awkward after that. Why’d you have to be such a dick all the time? “Sorry, I get defensive kinda quick.” Ryan nodded. “I think that just comes with having an asshole for a brother.” You spoke, laughing awkwardly. “He’s not always bad.” Ryan said and you shrugged. “Yeah I know. His friends kind of are though.” You looked up at Ryan, grinning stupidly. “Ouch.” He mouthed, mimicking a knife stabbing into his heart.

“Have to admit though, out of all my brother’s asshole friends, you’re probably my favourite.” Ryan smiled, you even thought you could see a blush creep up on his face. “Yeah?” You smiled and nodded silently. “Well for the record I never thought you were stuck up either.” You folded your arms and laughed. “Thanks so much, glad that’s still spreading around.” Ryan grinned. “Only by Dico, and sort of Bam and Raab too.” You shook your head, “God they were such assholes to me in high school.” Ryan’s face faltered, “I’m sorry about that. We were all kind of dickheads back then.” You shrugged. “Well I don’t cry myself to sleep anymore so, apology accepted.” Ryan’s face faltered even more if that were possible. “I’m sorry.” You laughed awkwardly. “I’m kidding, It was never that bad.” He sighed with relief. You bit your lip then, a bit of courage coursing through your veins as you shifted closer to the blond. “You know, I also always thought you were the cuter one.” Ryan let out a breathy laugh. “You’re on thin ice DiCamillo.” You smiled, “Bet that’s not the first time you’ve said that sentence.” Ryan bit his lip and shook his head. “Don’t remind me who you’re related to.” You pushed his hair off his forehead, moving even close to him now. “Whys that?” Ryan’s eyes flashed from your lips to your eyes. “Cause’ it’ll make what I’m about to do a bit more regrettable.” Then he leaned in and met your lips with his own, hand resting against your cheek.

You moved slowly in time with his lips, soft and plump. You shifted your body closer to his and brought your hand up to his jaw, brushing your thumb over it gently. Ryan began moving quicker now, opening your mouth wider to make out properly. Then he brought his hands down to your waist and moved you so that he was on top of you, never breaking the kiss. As he lay above you, hands tracing your neck you felt a swipe of his tongue on your lip and you opened, accepting it. You made out roughly with tongue, grasping his face to prolong it as long as possible. His hands wandered down to your tits, groping them softly through the material of your tank top. Your mind clouded, completely forgetting where you were as you reached down to undo Ryan’s belt, whimpering quietly into his mouth. Once you began unzipping his pants you heard the front door swing open and almost jumped out of your skin. Ryan quickly clambered off of you as you broke the kiss but it was too late. Brandon walked in on a hot make out sesh between his best friend and his sister.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” He yelled, still stood half outside, looking in at the two of you in the living room. Ryan quickly zipped up his pants and scrambled to buckle his belt once more which just made everything worse. “Why the fuck are you making out with my SISTER RYAN?! AND WHY THE FUCK IS YOUR DICK OUT?!” You adjusted your tank top and wiped Ryan’s saliva from your lips. “His dick isn’t out jesus christ.” Brandon slammed the door shut and darted into the room. “No! I will hear nothing from you! Ryan, what the fuck?!” You looked over to the poor guy who’s face was as red as a tomato. “I’m sorry. Look we weren’t… you know…” “Fucking?!” Dico interrupted, his hand gestures dramatic and exaggerated. “God it’s not that big a deal Brandon chill out!” Brandon shook his head. “No this is a big deal. I fucking knew you’d date one of them and now you’ve fucked it! She’s too young for you Ryan!” You snickered now despite the tension in the room. “I’m two years younger Bran.” Brandon shook his head, his anger fading slightly. “Doesn’t matter! You guys are fucking gross.” Then he stood awkwardly, not sure what to do after his dramatic meltdown. “Well, now just. Just don’t make out!” He turned his back then and headed to his room.

After hearing the door slam you couldn’t help but laugh. Properly laugh. Ryan looked less amused. You hit his arm playfully. “Don’t look like that, he’ll get over it.” Ryan shook his head. “He just walked in on me with my pants undone on top of you Y/n.” You giggled again, covering your mouth. “Ah it wasn’t that bad.” Ryan just looked at you, shaking his head. You leaned in and pecked him again, smile still playing on your lips. “Don’t tell me you regret it now.” Ryan smiled too, “Nah.” he kissed you again, your lips resuming the rhythm they once had. “FUCKING STOP!” Brandon had emerged from his room unbeknownst to you. You pulled away and both just laughed, even Dico looked a little amused. “I am going to smack both of you.”

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11 | Don't remember anything

Series: Odds Together

Paring: Ryan Dunn x OFC Margera!

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: None

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"We need to get you a guy." Jenn tells me as we sit on the couch together.

"Why randomly say that?" I ask confused.

"Because you need one." She laughs.

"No I don't."

"Yes, you do. You gotta meet a guy outside these idiots" she laughs.

"Oh my god, what's that?" Mom says making me and Jenn go stand by her to see what the guys were doing. We watch the guys pull down a tree making Jenn and Mom shout while I go outside.

"You know this is the opposite of Arbor Day, right?" I shout joining them.

"Just let us do what we want." Ryan wraps his arms around me shaking me as mom comes out going off on Bam.

"I don't care what you do. I was just saying this is the opposite of what the day means." I throw his arms off me as the others go get Vito's keys.

"You know trying to teach us will fail." He pats my back.

"I'm not trying to teach you guys. I'm just..." Ryan staring at me with a small smile makes me shut up. "I'm done talking to you." I walk away from him causing him to laugh at me.

Soon Bam had Vito's car hooked up and pulled up to test the tree. Vito of course goes on a rant making the guys laugh. "Never mention a holiday again. Please April." Vito tells her as I go back to the house.

"What do think about going out trying to find some guys in a bar for you?" Jenn walks into my room.

"Will you drop it if I say yes and you see it's a complete waste of time?" I look over at her.

"Yes. Now I find something for you to wear." She goes to my closet. "Here's your outfit. You have to wear in order to keep our deal." She lays it out on my bed.

"You're kidding right?" I look to see she picked an outfit Rabb got when I first moved back from that dumb competition Bam made to help me fill my clothes with new clothes.

"Nope. Get ready because I'm gonna go get ready." She leaves me alone.

"You know this jacket isn't gonna-, oh I thought you were Jenn." I see Ryan enter my room eyeing my outfit.

"Where the hell are you going dressed like that?"

"Jenn is forcing me to go to a bar to meet guys." I flop down on my chair.

"Meet guys? Why?"

"She said I need a guy because I just need one. I need to meet guys outside you idiots." I explain to him.

"Dressed like that you're gonna get creeps or make people who know the lies believe them more." Ryan's says making me agree with him.

"Yes! That's why I don't wanna wear this. Plus it's kinda cold out at night." I pout as Jenn comes in saying it's time to go.

As we walk downstairs Bam stops us dead in our tracks. "What are you wearing? You aren't going out like that. Go change." He points back up to my room.

"I picked it and she's wearing it." Jenn tells him so he looks at her. "She needs to get out there and mingle with some guys."

"No she doesn't." Bam and the rest of the guys say at the same time.

"Yes, she does. You really want her to end up with one of your friends? Because that's gonna happen if she doesn't meet new guys. She's gonna lose her mind and just settle for one of them." Jenn crosses her arms.

"That's rude." Ryan crosses his arms.

"But still dressed like that?" Bam motions to me.

"You would be fine if it was me or some other girl wearing it." Jenn tells him.

"Anna is my sister... My baby sister."

"By a few hours." She tells him.

"Nine hours. She came out on the next day... which means my baby sister." Bam corrects her.

"I don't care. We're leaving." She grabs my hand dragging me with her.

Most of the night was a terrible a fail with guy after guy Jenn tried to find for Anna. To get through them faster Anna just kept drinking and drinking till she couldn't really understand what was coming out of their mouths.

"That's funny." She laughs then asks for another drink.

"My dead fish is funny?" The guy asks her so she nods her head.

"Wait, you were talking about a dead fish? When did that conversation start?" She understands that part.

"When you said your brother and his friends are like owning a pet." He tells her.

"So you started to talk about a dead fish? Was a sad story supposed to help you get some tonight? Am I supposed to feel bad?"

"Technically it works so?" He asks making Anna laugh.

"You're not my type." She smiles as Ryan shows up taping on her shoulder. Jenn had called Bam saying Anna refuses to leave the bar, so he left and took Ryan to help with her. "He's not my type either but he is at the same time. What are you doing here?"

"Jenn said you won't leave the bar so Bam and I came to get you." Ryan tells her.

"I don't wanna leave though. Not because I want to keep meeting boring guys that want to hook up, but because I really like this drink." Anna smiles at her glass.

Ryan sighs and looks at the guy, "You heard her getting going." He motions for the guy to leave.

"She's a bitch anyways." The guy leaves.

"She's not a bitch!" Ryan shouts at him before turning to Anna asking for another drink. "No, she's done for the night." Ryan stops the bartender.

"Ry, don't tell Bam but I've been using his card for drinks." Anna giggles.

"You're so drunk." He shakes his head at her.

"And you're so cute." She pokes at his chest.

"Time to go home and go to bed." He helps her up and walks them to Bam and Jenn and they all head home.

Back at the house Ryan and Bam take Anna to her room. "Bam get out of my room." She whines taking off her jacket.

"I trust my best friend not to do anything with my drunk sister. Raab is a different story, I saw how he was eyeing her earlier. Practically undressed her in his mind." Bam leaves the room.

"I don't understand why everyone makes it seem like a bad idea with me ending up with one of you idiots." Anna gets undressed making Ryan turn away from her. "You guys at least understand and know me. Plus respect me." Anna puts her night clothes on then walks over to Ryan. "You get what I mean?"

"Yes. Now let's get you in bed." He walks her to bed helping her get in it.

"Wanna know a secret?" She pats part of the bed for him to sit down so he does. "You wanna know what the third reason was... Why I left?" She asks him.

"What's that?" He asks.

"You."

"Me?" He asks confused.

"Yes, you. Ryan Matthew Dunn."

"Why?" He wants to know.

"Because of your dumb green eyes, that stupid smile and laugh of yours, the way you care about me, the way you make me feel especially when it's just the two of us hanging out. I just had to leave. It wasn't right because you're Bam's best friend and I knew it wasn't the same for you. Now I wish I could leave all over again." She explains everything to him as he just sits there taking in her words.

"You wanna leave again..."

"I don't want that." She sighs.

"I don't want that either. I want you to st-," She cuts Ryan off placing her lips on his. He wanted to kiss her back but not when she was in this condition where she wouldn't remember any of this. "Get some rest Anna." He leaves her room.

I woke with a killer headache not remembering anything after ordering the same drink over and over to zone out from the guys Jenn kept finding for me.

"Look whose up." Jenn laughs at me as I get some water.

"How did you get me home?" I ask rubbing my eyes.

"I called Bam so him and Dunn came to force you to come home. You just loved that drink and turns out you're never getting a guy from this town." She laughs leaving me alone.

I head outside to see what the guys were doing and to help me get over my hangover. "Sleeping beauty is up." Bam puts his arm around my shoulder kissing the side of my head.

"Thank you two for helping out with me." I tell him and Ryan.

"It was mostly Ryan. He got you to leave the bar then helped you to bed." Bam pushes me towards him.

"I know I can always count on you." I smile giving him a hug.

"Do you even remember getting home?" He asks me.

"I don't remember anything after a few drinks. Nothing at all it's all blank to me. I didn't embarrass myself did I?" I get worried.

"No, you just made sure you'll never get a guy in this town. The last dude you laughed about his dead fish." He tells me.

"Damn..."

"Hey let's try that zip line thing." Glomb says so they test it out.

"Geez. That's how we stop." Ryan says as we watch the log hit the tree.

"Let's test this thing out." Bam tells Glomb as we go up in the tree top casino.

"The zip line?" Glomb asks.

"Dunn, you'll be the test pilot." Bam smacks his butt.

"What? I'm not your Guinea pig. Geez... Can we at try something first?" He asks so we do watermelons but when we run out Ryan goes and it works.

Soon the wrestlers were here and Vito got them fight g in the pirate bar making mom scared. I laugh when mom starts to slap Ryan and Bam with the gloves and when they attack her too.

"Are you laughing?" Bam walks towards me.

"Don't you dare." I back away only to get hit by Ryan on the butt. "Dunn!" I turn to smack him with my hand so Bam gets me now and they start to attack me like they did with mom till they had their laugh.

"I hear the speed dating was bad but you loved the drinks." Raab sits with me in the living room.

"I don't remember shit from last night."

"So you were really drunk. Man I should of been there. Maybe you would have kissed me." He jokes around.

"I probably would have which is scary." I think about it.

"It wouldn't be that bad. I've kissed you when you were sober."

"You kissed me... I didn't kiss you." I make that clear.

"You're telling me you wouldn't kiss me again? I'm hurt." He puts his hand on his chest.

"If I kiss you will you be happy and over it?" I ask rolling my eyes.

"Yes." I lean over giving him a kiss wanting to keep it sort but he grabs my face holding me there to kiss me back.

"Oh no!" Jenn sees us so I pull away.

"It was just to shut him up." I get up walking to her.

"What are you no-ing about?" Everyone comes up from the pirate bar so I look at Jenn.

"Her and Raab were kissing." I huff.

"WHAT!" Bam yells.

"It was to shut him up that's it."

"It was. I was taking about the time I kissed her when I had too much to drink and I said she would never kiss me so she did." Raab tries to help but really it made Bam more wild.

"I thought it was clear no stuff with my sister? She's a friend to you guys only." He tells them making me look away embarrassed and I see Ryan looking at me.

"Bam, I get it but it was a dumb kiss. And hate to burst your bubble more... But I've been or have kissed each of your friends at least once. Get over." I leave the room.

Bam blinks slowly turning his head towards Ryan since really that's the only person he truly cares about. Ryan sees the look in his eyes, "It was at Mardi Gras when you told me to go find her. It was only because this random creep was making her uncomfortable and I wanted to get him away from her. So I faked I was her boyfriend but it was just a small little peck that's it. Nothing serious nor meant anything." Ryan explains but lies.

What he didn't know was that Anna had her door cracked and was listening to what was going on. It actually hurt but she wasn't surprised. She was just a friend and Bam's sister.

The next day when the tree top casino was ready and open Anna decided to stay in her room not wanting to be there. She didn't want to see Duun, didn't want to see Bam, and didn't want to see Raab. She actually hated to admit she did have a small crush on Raab but she was falling for Dunn all over. Fuck she still had a thing for Johnny, who she still had no idea how he hasn't found out about who she was. But then she wondered if he did and just didn't want to talk to her anymore.

"Maybe I'm not meant for dating at all. They never turn out good anyways. I'm doomed to be alone." She talks to herself in the pitch black of her room.

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9 | Redecorating

Series: Odds Together

Paring: Ryan Dunn x OFC Margera!

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: None

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"We picked the perfect house!" Bam comes back after looking for a new house.

"I just want to say this... You break or lose any of my shit... I swear Bam. Mess with mom's and dad's shit I don't care but me." I stare him down.

"You heard her. Careful with her shit." Bam tells everyone as I go upstairs to pack things nicely.

"Need help?" Ryan walks into my room.

"To carry shit to my car, yes. I don't trust any of y'all with things important to me. Well, when I mean y'all I mean all of y'all together. You alone, I kinda trust more than you with them. If you get what I mean." I laugh at my rambling trying to explain myself.

"I get what you mean, Bels. I know your movies are one thing that's really important to you. Your snow globes you collect that not a lot of people know about. Certain rocks you find and like to keep." He laughs at me as I hand him a box.

"Then be careful taking this box to my car. It's got my globes and rocks." I pat his shoulder and he leaves as I grab my box of CDs following him out. He helps me put boxes and bags in my car till he was needed for other shit.

When Raab gets here with the truck I just watch them break everything. "Now you see why I put my stuff in my car." I tell the camera as it pans to me watching them.

"Hey, can you give me the address so I can get a head-start?" I walk over to Bam so he tells me.

"I'm only telling you so you can have first pick of a room. I'll be a nice brother about that so you don't get stuck with the worst room." He says making me hug him.

"I love you." I run over to my car.

"Key!" Bam yells tossing me the key and I catch it.

When I get to the new house I really liked it from the outside and liked it more inside. I look around before deciding the room I wanted. Out of 8 rooms 3 had their own bathrooms, so I of course took one with my own bathroom. Plus it was a good size for me and my stuff with a nice size walk in closet.

As the rest show up I hear the guys running so I stand at my open door say so they know I called this on.

"Yours is nice." Ryan whines before going to check out other rooms before picking the room next to mine. "Sup neighbor." He smiles at his door way.

"Hello." I laugh at him.

While everyone was taking on the second level, I hear mom say Jess's name making me run out of my room.

"Jess!" I shout running down the stairs almost but catch myself on Bam.

"There's the baby!" He wraps his arms around me as I hug him.

"It's good to see you but I have to fix my room." I say making my way outside.

As I was carrying a box in all the guys walk out. "Hey, help Ape and Phil's move in and paint stuff. We're going to Amsterdam." Bam tells me.

"What?" I stop walking.

"Have fun." He pats my back.

"You know he's a terrible son so you make up being the Platinum daughter." Ryan gives me a smile.

"I'm not going to do anything because he's going to end up redoing everything mom does. I'm not wasting my time." I tell him.

"You know your brother better than Ape knows her son." He laughs.

"Just go catch y'all's stupid plane." I walk past him going in.

"Annabelle, come help your mother and me!" My dad yells for me.

"I'm gonna pass this once because he's going to redo everything when he gets back. Come on, you've got to know that. He said it was his place so he's going to make it gothic." I lean out and down.

"Just help us!" My mom calls out.

"I'm busy fixing my room!" I go back into my room.

"Thank you for taking me to get a new bed. You're the only person I know who could help me." I tell Glomb as he drives.

"It's not trouble for me. I wasn't doing anything that's why I said yes to you. I was thinking we get more than just a bed. Get some other furniture as well. So it can fit whatever theme you paint your room."

"Sounds great." I smile.

After all the shopping and going back fixing up my room we made it look great. "I think this is the most girly thing I've ever done. Buying, putting together, and moving things around." He crosses his arms looking at the finished look.

"Well I'm a girl, and you were doing something for me... a girl." I laugh at him. "Thank you, again." I give him a side hug.

"No problem. See you whenever Bam calls me back over." He laughs leaving.

"Hey guys." I hear mom so I come out of no my room and look down at them.

Bam of course complains then starts reck everything making the rest join as I laugh at mom losing it. "Guess who's gonna go out the window next?" She says walking towards Ryan.

"Don't throw him out. He one of the few people I call a friend." I shout out as she kicks his butt.

"New house, new rules. We're burning it all!" Bam shouts.

"Just leave my finished room alone." I laugh making him run up to me.

"Finished?" He walks into my room and eyes the room. "I approve the shade of purple. Black carpet is good. I can get over the white parts. How did you do all this alone?" He faces me.

"I called Glomb to take me shopping for a new bed and he suggested to get other furniture for the room too."

"It's very you." Ryan walks into my room. "I expected a lighter purple though." He laughs.

"I hate light color walls especially with bright light. Dark makes me feel more comfortable." I explain.

"Dunn, look. It's the three of us." Bam looks at my picture on my bedside table.

"We mean that much to you?" Dunn wraps his arms around me.

"Don't get too cocky. Let's go burn the shit you threw out." I head out first with them following me.

I hear racket over in Dunn's room waking me up. I start to hear him shout for help so I get up.

When I open the door as far as it would go I see his bed flipped upside down. "You fuckers get me out of here." He tells me.

"Why I gotta be a fucker?" I yawn.

"Anna, help me out. I can't get out because of the saran wrap around me." I watch the bed move.

"Let me go get my scissors. I'll be right back." I grab them off my desk then go back to his room going around the bed bending down to look at him underneath it. "You look comfy to me." I joke with him.

"Just get me out please." He huffs so I work at the wrap then help him crawl out. "Thank you." He stands up.

"No problem. Let's flip your bed back." I get on the other side to help. Once it was up right the camera guy leaves us.

"You're lucky they can't flip your bed." He says pushing the bed against the wall as I pick up the pillows.

"I'd murder them in cold blood." I put the pillows back on the bed as he pulled the wrapping off rolling it up into a ball.

"I don't wanna have to go visit you in prison." He laughs as I sit down on his bed. "Did them messing with me wake you up?"

"Yeah. I heard you yelling so I came to see what happened." I lay back.

"That's what good friends do." He falls onto of me making me roll him off me.

"Bam is a good friend. He lets you stay here for free. Now I'm gonna go get dressed for the day and do whatever." I get off his bed leaving the room.

"What happened to you?" I ask seeing mom covered in mud as she comes back into the house from going to Bam and Ryan outside.

"Yeah, what the heck?" Raab asks.

"These two assees..." We all laugh at her for calling them that as she explains what happened.

The plan was to finish up the pirate bar and other rooms for Slayer to stay of since they were coming tomorrow.

"Anna-," I cut Ryan off with yelling.

"No passing that doorway when you are covered in mud!" I rush over placing a hand on his chest walking him backwards shutting my door behind me.

"Sorry." He puts his hands up as I keep making him walk downstairs far from the room.

"Can you make one room black?" Ryan asks my mom.

"No." She tells him.

"Slayer would like black." I tell her.

"No! Who wants to live in purgatory?" She gets louder and Ryan raises his hand making me laugh.

"Slayer!" Bam shouts.

All the guys do all the hard stuff while I just help Mom paint. "Have you got yourself a date to the party?" She asks as our backs face each other.

"Really?" I laugh at her getting more green paint. "Me have a date? I don't even know guys outside of Bam's friends. Everyone my age in West Chester knows the fake rumors. No one wants to go in a date with me."

"How's painting?" Bam joins us having a conversation with mom.

"I like heavy metal." She tells him.

"Well this is heavy metal." He tries to get her to understand.

"I love heavy metal." She says making me giggle as he tries to explain how heavy it is.

"Heavier than Metallica?" She asks so we say yes. "Def Leopard. My favorite." She tells the camera as I leave the room to go to the bathroom.

After my pee, I go down to check out how the guys are doing at Pirate Bar. "How is it coming along?" I ask walking up to Ryan's side.

"I have a boner." He smiles showing me the bone he was messing with.

"You have such a mature sense of humor." I shake my head at him.

"What we're you and mom talking about before I came in?" Bam joins us.

"She was asking if I have a date to the party. To which I laughed at because the only guys I talk to are in this house. Now I'm gonna be loser if y'all can somehow get Don Vito a date when I can't." I say going back to help mom.

Bam, Ryan, Dico, and Rake went out to go help Vito on his date and Raab asked me to help him paint things gold.

"Are you painting a bottle of Windex?" I laugh joining him.

"We don't have anything else good so I'll paint whatever gold." He laughs as I find something worth painting gold.

"What did you mean earlier saying you can't get a date for the party?"

"As I said the only guys I talk to are you guys. Everyone else in this town believes or is cautious about the lies." I explain to him.

"You know you always say only one person was on your side from the start but you had two. I was too."

"You never said you were." I stop painting.

"I thought you would know a friend believed you. Plus I knew how you felt talking about it. I didn't want to make you. I may be dumb but not all the time."

"Well thank you for always believing me." I give him a smile.

"I'll be your date for the party." He says making me raise an eyebrow at him. "So you can say you at least have a date and that you're not alone. You don't have to say yes."

"Sure." I nod my head

"What?" He asks.

"Yes, you can be my date and the other way around." I say making him get a big smile.

In four hours Slayer arrives and we were finished the little touches to the Pirate bar. Bam gets on Raab for painting random things gold. So I had to stand up for him saying we didn't have much, but I tried my best to find other things to paint gold too.

"I painted a rock gold so I did okay, right?" I pout at them.

"Yes, it's better than shaving cream." Ryan squirts it out then we celebrate for finishing up.

When Slayer does arrive we show them around the house. "You aren't looking forward to the party are you?" Ryan sits with me.

"I gotta make sure to keep random people out of my room. If you get what I mean." I give him a look.

The party wasn't that bad when I did hang out with everyone, Raab would stay by my side the entire time. Whenever someone, who I didn't know, would try to get me a drink, Raab would say he was my date.

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Hey, would you write a Ryan Dunn fic where Ryan and the reader have been friends since the cky days and the reader is their photographer and has been taking pictures of them forever and eventually becomes like the official photographer for jackass but her favourite person to take pictures of is Ryan and there’s all this tension between them because they’re best friends and neither realizes they’re totally in love with one another, and the tension builds until they have sex and confess to being in to one another

Photos Of You [Ryan Dunn x F!Reader]

Desc: Anon covered it all!

A/n: i LOVE this ask thank you sm!🫶🫶 tbh this didn’t end up in the direction i thought it would but hope you enjoy anyways!

warnings: smut (18+), p in v, public sex (sort of)

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“Smile!” You jeered, snapping a candid of Ryan and Johnny shoving and punching each other. “Hey you didn’t get my good side!” Johnny complained, pushing Dunn off of him and wandering over to you. “Could never shoot you bad PJ.” He laughed and threw his arm around your shoulder, guiding you away from Ryan and the rest of the crew. “You’re too kind sweetheart. So listen, are we gonna address the elephant in the room or what?” You narrowed your brows and laughed awkwardly. “What elephant?” Johnny took his arm off of you and turned to face you, raising his brows. “C’mon. The Ryan Dunn shaped elephant.” You laughed breathily. “What about Ryan?” Johnny took his bottom lip between his teeth and smiled. “Seems like the only time I see you snapping with this thing is when it’s with him.” He grabbed the lens of your camera and you scoffed. “That’s barely true. I shoot everyone!” Johnny shook his head, “Big Brother editors have to scour to find a picture you took without Ryan.” You rolled your eyes. “Alright so what? You getting camera jealous Knox?” You elbowed him in the ribs playfully. “Nah that’s not what this is about.” Johnny moved closer to you and spoke low. “You love him don’t you?” You laughed dramatically, trying to overshadow the pink that was beginning to spread across your cheeks. “Are you on something? No I don’t love Ryan.” Johnny tutted. “Alright plead the fifth. I’m just saying since it’s right in front of everyone’s eyes. And I don’t believe it’s one sided either.” You bit your lip. “Well what do you mean by that?” Johnny grinned stupidly. “Knew it.” He began walking towards the crew again laughing as you chased him down. “No, no. That does not mean I love him! I just wanna know what you mean!” Johnny kept looking in front of him, shaking his head. “You’re unbelievable.”

Johnny wasn’t wrong. About 90% of your work was Ryan but that wasn’t your fault. He was just so beautiful to photograph. You could never take a bad picture of him, his cute button nose and his curly hair, blond or brunet it looked good. But you weren’t in love with him or anything. You had known Ryan for years, what with being the designated photographer for the CKY crew and Jackass now that they landed a movie deal. You guys were best friends and had been forever. It was only natural you were more drawn to photograph him than the others. That’s what you told yourself anyhow.

“Hey.” You spoke, not looking up from your computer as you greeted the blond walking into your room at Bam’s house. “Whatcha doing?” He asked throwing himself onto the bed. “Come take a look at these shots, they’re just for the Jackassworld site but I think they’re cool.” Ryan pushed himself off of your mattress and leaned down to take a look, his head resting on your shoulder. “Nice.” He muttered as you showed him. “That’s a good one of you.” You pointed out a specific one of him with his curly hair all messy, a pair of aviators framing his face. “They’re all good ones of me.” You laughed but he was honestly right. “You’re easy to shoot.” Ryan kissed your cheek roughly to make you laugh, “You flattering me to get in my pants cam girl?” You rolled your eyes. “Cam girl? Really?” He laughed and plonked down on the bed once more. “Yeah, new nickname I’m trying out. You like it?” You spun yourself around on your office chair and shook your head. “Not my favourite.”

You admired your best friend lying nonchalantly on your bed and your head began swarming with Johnny’s words from a couple days prior. “Johnny said something funny to me the other day.” The words fell out of your mouth before you even considered them. “Oh?” Ryan urged you to continue. “Yeah. He insisted I must be in love with you since I shoot you so much. Isn’t that weird?” You laughed awkwardly but the joke wasn’t really funny. “Huh.” Ryan said, narrowing his brows, silence now filling the room. You fidgeted with your hands. “Well are you?” You looked up, confused at the rather bold question. “What?” Ryan scooted to the edge of the bed. “Are you in love with me cam girl?” He stretched out the love word mockingly and you shook your head laughing. “No I’m not in love with you. Sorry to bruise your ego. Why? You in love with me? Cause’ Johnny also insinuated it may be reciprocated.” You moved your brows up and down jokingly as Ryan laughed and shook his head as well. “Can’t say I am.” You regretted ever bringing up Johnnys words as now tension was building. Tension you hated and never wanted to address. So you didn’t, you bathed in it for months.

It was promo time for Jackass: The Movie and as the official Jackass photographer you were stringed along with the boys. Unfortunately much of it involved sitting in a chair uncomfortably while the crew did press, bored out of your mind. You sat in on one interview with Ryan, Bam, Chris and Steve-o from behind the camera, sipping on a bitter black coffee and making casual conversation with some lighting guy. You zoned out of the small talk to listen in on a question, it was about girls or something you presumed fro Chris and Steve-o’s giggly answers. And then it was Ryan. “I mean, yeah I guess I’ve gotten more girls since the show. Not a girlfriend or anything but yeah.” He said awkwardly, clearly a little uncomfortable. “And were they hotter than before fame?” The interviewer pushed, the other guys laughing awkwardly but Ryan just scratched the back of his head. His eyes flashed over to yours for just a second and you realised you probably looked like you’d been slapped in the face unintentionally. You weren’t sure why but Ry talking about other girls always made you feel a little uneasy. “Sure, I guess.” He spoke, clearing his throat right after. You poured the rest of the coffee down your throat and excused yourself to get more, walking off almost in a huff.

You cursed yourself for being so awkward about the whole thing, you probably made it so apparent that you were what, jealous? That was fucking stupid. You fumbled with the coffee pot as you heard the interviewer thank the guys and everyone get up to prepare for the next one. “Hey.” Behind you Ryan lingered. “Hey.” You replied, trying not to make eye contact just yet. “Can I talk to you?” Your cheeks started burning. “Yeah, what’s up?” You put the paper cup down and turned around to wait for him to say whatever he was going to say. Ryan looked almost more embarrassed than you, his nose a cute red. “Like in private.” You found that kind of weird seeing as there was no one around you that could possibly hear your conversation but shrugged anyways. “Okay.”

You followed Ryan into some green room, there was a thirty minute break until the next interview seeing as they had been doing them consecutively for a good few hours. He shut the door and you sat on the couch. “Are you okay?” You asked, Ryan had become even more jittery and nervous than he was a couple seconds before, he sat beside you. “Are we good?” You narrowed your brows and laughed nervously. “Well yeah, why wouldn’t we be?” He looked serious, quiet. “Ryan?” “I’ve been thinking about what you said about what Johnny said.” You scratched the back of your head and spoke lowly. “Oh.” The tension could be cut with a knife. “I’m tired of pretending it’s all fine.” Your face stiffened. Ryan looked at you dead in the eyes, “He’s right, I do love you. And I don’t know if you love me but-“ You cut him off with a kiss. Hands on the sides of his face, rough kiss. He reciprocated immediately, barely flinching. Your lips moved in sync and you moved over to be closer to him as his hands gripped your waist, fingers slipping under you shirt to touch your flesh. Your arms found themselves around his neck before Ryan leaned down to lay you on your back on the couch. His rough kisses continued before he pulled away and began kissing down your neck.

You whimpered softly as he nipped at it, sending shivers down your spine. “Ryan.” You muttered as he continued. “Ryan we’re in a fucking green room.” The man pulled away and grinned. “S’fine, I told some intern to not let anyone in.” You laughed, “What so you knew we were gonna fuck in here?!” Ryan laughed and kissed your neck again, “No, just thought the conversation was gonna map out a little longer than this.” You grinned but allowed him to continue, his hands moving down to rub you over your jeans, a bold move. You moaned and grabbed his shoulders in surprise. “Jesus, just fuck me they’ll need you again soon.” Ryan smiled stupidly, “So eager.” He unbuttoned you pants and helped you out of them before unbuckling his own and pulling them down enough so his dick could be free. He linked his fingers underneath the band of your panties and pulled them down quickly, still kissing your mouth and your neck. He began jacking himself off a bit after spitting into his hand to get himself a little harder before running his tip in between your folds. You moaned at the feeling before remembering where you were. Were you really gonna let Ryan fuck you for the first time in some random green room in LA? Then he pushed into you and the answer was clear, yes. You slapped your hand over your mouth to smother your noises but Ry moved it off of you, replacing it with his lips as he started to move. You moved your hand down to grip his waist as he fucked into you quickly. You weren’t expecting him to be so harsh for the first time but god you weren’t complaining. The passion was just what you needed as you moaned and whimpered into his mouth, the couch creaking under the weight and movements of the two of you. You pulled away from Ryan’s mouth to whisper one thing, “Harder.” He listened. It was proving more difficult to conceal your moans so Ryan resorted to putting his own hand over your lips. “Sssshhhh, you want the intern to hear me fuck you? Huh?” You shook your head, tear beginning to fall down your cheek from the pleasure.

“You love me?” You waited a moment before nodding your head. He took his hand off of your mouth and placed it on your cheek instead. “Yes.” You breathed out. He smiled. “Yeah? Love me enough to let me fuck you on a random couch?” Ryan’s dirty talk was doing its job as his words went straight to your heat. You nodded again but he grabbed your face to look you in the eyes. “Yes.” You whispered and he smiled and kissed you. “I love you too. Now will you come for me?” You nodded desperately for what felt like the hundredth time. Ryan’s pace quickened as you felt your orgasm quickly approaching. You were surprised when the band in your stomach snapped before you realised, releasing an involuntary moan loud enough for anyone outside to hear. Ryan slapped his hand over you mouth quickly but it was far too late. You didn’t even care in the moment, too enamoured in the feeling spreading through your body to be embarrassed. Ryan bit his lip and shook his head. “Can you be quiet while I come? Where do you want it?” He uncovered your mouth and you smiled, blissed out. “Come in me.” Ryan laughed and kissed you. “God why didn’t we do this before.” His hips snapped quickly, fingers digging into your sides before he stilled, spilling into you with a suppressed groan.

It wasn’t longer than a minute before Ryan was out of you and pulling his pants back up. You just lay there, catching your breath in an awed out haze. Ryan laughed and tried to help you pull your pants back up. You sat up and pulled them back on, feeling a little uncomfortable and a little turned on by the feeling of his cum slowly slipping out of you. “What are your bets the interns gonna be traumatised?” Ryan laughed at your witty commentary and used his thumb to rub the mascara stain off your cheek. “I’d love to take a picture of you like this.” He murmured. “Oh god.” You groaned when you realised everyone in that set would know you’d just been fucked upon inspection of your blotchy blush and messed up makeup. “It’s fine.” Ryan said when he understood your complaints. “You’ll never see those people again anyways.” You stared blankly at him. “Chris, Steve, Bam.” Ryan muffled his laughter with his hand, the same one that had muffled your moans earlier. “It’s not funny.” You slapped your best friend while laughing yourself before your head snapped over to see someone opening the door slowly. “They’re ready for you Ryan.” A shaky young voice sounded, too terrified to even dare look inside the room that now probably reeked of sex. You both laughed heartily, Ryan thanking the poor kid.

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Fic about cuddling with Ryan after a long day?

Long Day [Ryan Dunn x Reader]

this is just a drabble (: sorry i’m so late to this lmfaoo

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“I’m fucking exhausted.” Ryan let out an exasperated sigh, unbuckling his pants and letting them fall, kicking them off to the floor. You were already clambering into bed, Ryan’s boxers and shirt on your body.

“Me too, god I can already feel the bruises.” You and Ryan had just wrapped up on a tireless day of filming for Jackass. Turns out hurting yourself for a living is pretty strenuous. Ryan groaned and pulled the covers up to slip under there with you.

“Oh my god Dunn, you fucking reek!” Ryan responded to your claim by rubbing his face into your neck and pulling your head into his armpit. You swatted him away, giggling and groaning until he eventually let up, grabbing your face and kissing it all over.

“You know you love my natural scent.” You shook your head, trying to hide your smile.

“I’d love your scent even more if you showered every once in a while.” Ryan narrowed his brows at you.

“Bathing is for the weak.” You laughed, letting your stupid boyfriend wrap his arms around your body and kiss you on the top of your head. You looked up at him and began tracing his features with your fingers.

“Your nose is so cute.” You whispered, making Ryan blush. He pushed his face against yours and rubbed his nose against your cheeks. You laughed, pushing him off of you. He planted a soft kiss on your lips and you kissed back, just a little. Once you pulled away, Ryan admired your face, looking at you lovingly.

“Where are your bruises?” He asked, his voice low while tracing your face with his finger. You pointed one out on your arm, your collarbone and one by your ribs. Ryan took his time kissing each one, running his fingers over them and pecking them lightly over and over. You felt your cheeks redden at the admiration and pulled Ryan’s face in to kiss him again.

You smiled at him then turned so your back would be flush against his chest. Ryan let his hands rest around your waist as he left faint kisses on your neck and shoulders. You drifted off to sleep in his arms, grateful for your stupid boyfriend that never fucking showered.

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12 | Fixing up cars together

Series: Odds Together

Paring: Ryan Dunn x OFC Margera!

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: None

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"Aren't you tired of fucking up Vito's cars and buying him new ones." I see them tearing apart his new one stretching it across the yard.

"I have money." Bam keeps his answer short and simple.

"I know... You wreak and spend like you have an endless bank account. Must be nice." I sigh. "Why aren't you helping?" I see Ryan just sitting and watching.

"I bet it won't make it. What do you think?"

"I don't think it will." I agree looking at it.

"So it's us vs you two. But we do need your help now, Dunn." Bam tell him so he gets up to help so I take his seat to watch.

"Didn't you just get this for Don Vito? What the hell you doing to it?" Dad comes out. "Bam, everyday he's gotta drive something different. It's getting to him." Dad tells him and they get him to wreak the car too.

"Did he have any clue what you just did to his car?" Rake comes out too to see most of it apart so Bam shhes him.

I was shocked the car actually stretch across the whole yard. "You know what this means. Dunn, Anna you two lose. That means you gotta go tell Don Vito." Bam tells us making Raab laugh.

"How close we gotta be to tell him?" Ryan asks.

"Face to face. But we'll come with you to see you guys get choked out."

"Yeah. Let's do that." Ryan says so we all go back to the house.

Vito of course gets pissed and grabs Ryan so I tell I'm dad, "Dad helped them do it." He starts to do his rambling which none of us understand till Bam tells him let's go get a new car for him.

I some how get dragged along to go look with them. "These cars are so cheap, let's just buy all of them." Bam makes us look at him.

"Why the hell would you buy all of these?" Ryan and I ask at the same time.

"We have 14 acres. I can figure something out." He says making me actually hate him on the inside with how he uses his money.

"Anna, you coming with us?" Ryan waves his hand in front of my face.

"I'm gonna wait here." I lean to rest against the hood of the car.

I mean Bam can do whatever he wants with his money but it still annoyed me. He doesn't care how he spends it. Hell, I would do the same if I had money like him but since I don't I just complain to myself. I made my money writing for a fashion magazine and send in designs I come up with. It didn't pay a lot at all but it was still money.

The guys come back putting shit in the back for Vito's new car so I shake my head at them. Dico and Raab then run across the street to get a fish to put in the back of the car.

Everyone drives back in the new cars to I drive Bam's back leaving first. When we get home I see Bam stop making all the cars hit each other. "And I'm related to that." I get out of his vehicle.

Bam decides to have a crash derby with the other cars and it of course didn't surprise me. I called he would fuck them up.

Around ten o'clock Ryan just comes into my room. "I gotta put up a please knock sign. At some point someone, you because you're the only person who lets themselves in, is gonna walk in on me changing. What do you what?"

"What are your plans for tomorrow?" He jumps onto my bed.

"Get annoyed by y'all and question why me." I give him a smile.

"Great so you can come watch me and some guys work on the cars for the derby."

"Why would I wanna watch you work on cars?" I set my book to the side.

"Because guys working on cars are considered hot... so I hear." He says making me laugh.

"And you heard this where?" I tilt my head.

"Girls..."

"Okay. Now what makes you think I would find you hot working on a car?" I can't help but laugh.

"Because you think that already." He says making me let out a loud ha.

"And what makes you think that?" I cross my arms shaking my head at him.

"Well earlier you were watching me take the car apart."

"I was watching everyone so don't make it seem like you're the special one." I get up to put my book away.

"You know a drunk you spills a lot." He said making me spin around to face him.

"Are you gonna tell me what I told you?" I start to get nervous fidgeting with my fingers behind my back.

"Just that you like watching me work on things." He smiles.

"I didn't say that. What did I really say Dunn?" I get serious.

"That's want you really told me." He starts to chuckle making my heart starts to race because I don't believe him. "Are you tearing up? I'm just messing around with you, Bels." He walks towards me back I back away.

"If I did tell you something serious... You would've talked to me about it right?" I blink a tear out. He looks down stepping back putting his hands in his pockets. "Dunn..."

"Yeah, if you did I would talk to you about it but you didn't. You don't have to panic about anything." He says softly. "You don't have to come with me tomorrow if you don't want to." He leaves my room.

The next morning I wake up and go to Ryan's room to see him still sleeping. I walk over and lay on top of his back since he was sleeping in his stomach again, "Get off me." He groans.

"I get ready to go watch you help with the cars but if you're just gonna sleep in longer... I'll just stay home and find something better to do." I rest my chin on his shoulder. He starts to move so I roll off him to his side, "Come on sleepy head." I poke at him.

"I'm getting up." He slaps my hand away getting up.

"I'll be waiting." I leave his room going downstairs.

After a few trips and stuff we finally get all the cars dropped off to get fixed up for the derby. "Okay, step one is to remove dangerous glass. Watch how it's done. But stand right here." He places me in a spot then looks at the camera not wackinh the taillight accurately.

"I think I regret this. You're gonna drive me insane."

"Then the perfect job for you is to take your anger out on the windows." He hands me something to break them with. "Let it all out." He pats my back. With one swing I break the a window. "I expected at least two swings. You got some issues."

When I was done I watch them remove a back window shield. "I got it." Ryan tells the dude them drops it on purpose making glass go everywhere.

"God damn it, Dunn." I hiss as a tiny piece hits my face.

"Let me see." He comes over grabbing my chin looking at my left cheekbone. "It's just a little cut." He cups my face then kisses the cut, "There it's all better now." I place my hand on his chest pushing him away from me.

"Knock it off, idiot." I say making him laugh taking his jacket off.

"Step two; Improve Aerodynamics." He hands me a hammer as he gets two. "Like beating up meat." He smiles and I chuckle at him as he starts so I just watch him. As he swings to get where the antenna is supposed to go, he misses hitting his knee. The sound he lets out makes me giggle at him. "Your turn to make it better." He turns to face me putting his knee out towards.

I roll my eyes leans down to kiss his knee, "There all better now." I smile before beating up the car with with.

After hours of watching and helping from time to time, Ryan and I head home. "So did you have fun today?" He asks as he drives us.

"Yeah." I nod my head.

"I like when it's just the two of us." He says making me look over at him.

"You do?"

"Yeah." He puts his and on my knee giving it a squeeze.

"Put your hand back in the wheel." I pick it up moving it back towards the wheel. "You scare me enough when you drive with two hands. You driving with one is gonna give me a heart attack." I say making him laugh.

"Who do want to win?" Ryan sneaks up behind me.

"I don't really care so sorry to burst your bubble of you wanting me to say you." I look back at him.

"Can you at least lie to me?" He moves to stand next to me.

"I want you to win." I grab onto his arm is a dramatic way.

"I know you're a better actor than that but I'll take it. What do I get if I last longer than Bam?"

"I'm sure Bam will get out first because he'll fuck himself up. Now go get in your car." I shove him away.

Bam's tank went out first, as I thought, so he got out to take Vito's car to go back in making Dunn's car go out. Third was Raab then technically Vito won because Glomb went out of bounds.

"Told you Bam would go out first." I walk over to Ryan.

"I can't believe Vito technically won." He shakes his head.

"I know. Also here. This is what you get for lasting longer than Bam." I kiss his cheek. "Oh and to boost your ego. You look great working on cars. The girls were right." I laugh walking away.

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Hello I have jealous Knoxville brain rot and I was wondering if you could write a Knoxville x fem!reader where the reader is bams best friend and they grew up skating together attached at the hip but Johnny is fully into the reader and she’s into Johnny (he does not see this) but he thinks she and bam are going to date because everyone thinks they would make the perfect couple. It can take whatever direction you would prefer from there I just would die for some pining jealous Knox 😭

Going Up

[Johnny Knoxville x F!Reader]

Desc: Anon covered it but I made it smutty! As in elevator sex smutty...

A/n: need to put eyeliner on johnny rn. also I'm trying to do something different in all of my smuts so they don’t get boring or repetitive to write so lmk if you like it!! comments and reblogs make my day fr <3

Warnings: smut (18+), p in v, public sex (sort of), alcohol

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Bam and you were fucking around on your boards, doing stupid tricks and just wasting time until you were called to set. You always thought it was stupid that your call times were so early when you were never really needed until the afternoon at least. Nonetheless you showed up, bored and hungover.

“Fuck I’ve almost got it.” You bitched, irritated that you couldn’t succeed in the easiest tricks when your head was throbbing from the night before. Bam laughed,

“Yeah, sure you do.” This earned him a prompt thump on the arm from your fist, your teeth grinding.

“Shut up, dickhead.” He still laughed, only holding the site of injury this time. He looked up behind you and raised his eyebrows. You spun around to see who he was looking at only to see Johnny Knoxville staring over at the two of you, quickly shifting his gaze once you spotted him, pretending he wasn’t looking.

“Hmmm.” Bam hmmmed.

“What?” You asked, skating in circles around him.

“He’s got the hots for you.”

You rolled your eyes, “You think everyone’s got the hots for me.”

“Because they do!”

You scoffed, “Your ego for me is bigger than my own. No one even asks me out anymore.”

“That’s ‘cause they think we’re dating.”

You pouted in contemplation. “I guess. Well why won’t you date me then?!” You brought your arms around Bam’s neck in mockery as you skated past him, laughing as he attempted to shoo you off. You planted a sloppy kiss on his cheek like a drunken aunt.

“You’re gross. You’re like my sister, freak.” You giggled as Bam attempted to wipe your spit off his face, arms still wrapped around him.

Johnny swallowed thickly as he observed you acting all coupley with Bam, sipping the crappy cup of coffee he got from the catering table when Ryan wandered over to him and looked to see what he was gawking at. He sighed,

“You know they’re not dating, right?” Johnny was snapped out of his daze upon hearing his voice.

He cleared his throat, “What? Oh, uh. Yeah.” He scratched the back of his head, feeling caught. He bit his lip, looking back over to you, his heart beating a little faster the wider you smiled.

“She probably likes you dude. There’s not many women that don’t.” Johnny took another sip from his styrofoam cup, eyes still on you, shrugging. Ry just shook his head, chuckling under his breath. He patted Johnny reassuringly on his shoulder and walked away, leaving him to yearn a little longer. You glanced up to see Johnnys eyes still drinking you in. You smiled and waved at him jokingly, causing his cheeks to flush as he hobbled off. Maybe he does have the hots for you after all.

A few days later you were in your hotel room applying your makeup, ready to go hit the bars after filming on location in New York. Bam and you were sharing, not the same bed but still, it didn’t help the rumours. You carefully lined your lips with liner as Bam lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, bored out of his tree waiting on you.

“The bars are gonna be fucking closed by the time we leave.” You rolled your eyes, rubbing your lips together and tousling your hair.

“It’s not even eleven yet. We’re gonna be early freak.” Bam pushed himself off the mattress,

“Fuck this, I’m leaving with Ryan it’s too late to be this sober.”

He grabbed his jacket and key card and swung the door open only to be met with a tall figure, hand raised and ready to knock.

“Johnny.” Bam spoke, leading you to snap your head to take a look at the supposed man at your door.

“Hey.” The often confident man’s voice wavered awkwardly, as if he had been caught in a trap. Bam leaned back to look at you, then back to Johnny, smiling like an idiot.

“I was about to head with Ryan, you can come if you want or uh…” Bam raised his brows suggestively, something you didn’t spot. Johnny cleared his throat and swallowed thickly, contemplating for a moment whether or not he wanted to let it out that he’d rather stay with you.

“I can stay with her while she gets ready. Bring you down if you want.” He called out to you, biting the bullet. You flicked your hair away from your face, grinning,

“Sure. I’ll be ready in a minute anyways.” Bam shrugged and left the two of you to it, Johnny stumbling in and seating himself on the edge of your bed, observing you through the mirror as you smudged some more eyeliner in your waterline.

“That looks like it hurts. Is it not going into your eye?!” Johnny gritted his teeth together while you giggled.

“I’m used to it. Here let me put some on you.” You held the eyeliner pencil between your fingers and turned to face him though his hands were already raised up, refusing.

“Oh come on! It doesn’t hurt and you can wash it off if you really hate it!” You flashed your best puppy dog eyes which ultimately worked as he simply couldn’t say no to you when you looked like that. He rolled his eyes as you grinned, moving closer to him. His breath hitched as your knees brushed against his, hands holding himself up as he leaned back slightly, eyes peering up at you. You took your bottom lip between your teeth in concentration and rested your hand against his cheek, Johnny swallowing right after. You used your thumb to pull his eye down just a tad, enough to see his waterline and went right in to apply it, accidentally poking him straight in the eye.

“Ow!” The jabbed exclaimed, pulling away from you and holding his hand over his eye dramatically.

You rolled you eyes. “Alright sorry. It was only a poke! C’mere it didn’t even get in your waterline.” Johnny was about to protest but felt he couldn’t once you pulled his face forward again forcefully, tongue poking out of your mouth as you concentrated on the task at hand.

He looked up to the ceiling and pretended the situation wasn’t incredibly uncomfortable as your raised leg kneeled on his lap in order to get the job done, face so close to his own as you tediously worked on coating his under eyes with black eyeliner. He couldn’t help but let his eyes drift to take you in, somehow you looked even more beautiful when you were in concentration. Your eyes met his and you smiled with your brows knitted together, a little unsure on why he was gawking once again. Well not really unsure, you were fairly sure. As you got back to it, Johnny posed a question,

“So you do this with Bam a lot huh?” You rolled your eyes at the insinuation of it.

“Well yeah, ever since he saw Ville with it he begs me to do it all the time. He fucks it up whenever he tries to put it on himself.” You pulled the pencil away to admire your work as the first eye seemed done.

“Looks good.” You smile, Johnny trying to move his head to take a look in the mirror but your hand pulling his face away.

“Not yet. Lemme do the other one.” You repeated your movements of pulling his eye down slightly with your thumb to do the next one, brows knitted together.

Johnny looked up to you, sunken eyes boring into your face.

“So you and Bam huh?” You scoffed, that was a sentence you heard practically everyday.

“No. Not me and Bam. How long have I known you at this stage?!”

Johnny smiled. “I dunno. You’re sharing a hotel room so.” His southern voice drawled. You continued penciling in the makeup.

“Different beds idiot. MTV’s budget must be tight this year.”

Johnny bit his lip. “So there’s nothing going on there.”

You shook your head, “Nothing.” That’s when you finished the job, pulling away to admire your work.

“Not bad huh?” This time you allowed Johnny to look at himself, standing up to get closer to the mirror.

“Christ I look ridiculous.”

You laughed, “No you don’t! This is so in right now.” You folded your arms and came up to the mirror as well to look at his face through the reflection.

“Yeah it’s in for twenty year olds. I’m old remember?”

You rolled your eyes. “You’re only like nine years older than me.”

Johnny flashed you a ‘careful’ look, but you smiled it off. He looked fucking hot if you were being honest, and that little crush you had on him was coming back in full force. You bit your lip as you and Johnny stared at each other for a little too long until he bustled off to the bathroom to attempt to scrub the liner off. His efforts were almost futile, a faint black still present in his waterline.

“That’s hot! No, seriously it looks good like that.” Johnny sighed as he realised he’d have to go out with a trace of makeup on his face.

“Are girls gonna think I’m gay?”

You laughed, shaking your head. “Well you’ll have me on your arm so, hopefully not.” Johnny raised his brow at you but you ignored him, grabbing your purse, ready to hit the bars.

The bar everyone was meeting at was busy and bustling, a live band playing. You and Johnny arrived together of course and hit the bar immediately to get some drinks, already far too sober compared to the likes of Chris and Steve-o. You sat together in slightly close quarters, chatting amongst yourselves. You were enjoying his company, he smelled nice and the more you drank the more flirty you got. You had already punched Steve-o square in the arm when he made a dumb comment about Johnny’s ‘new look’ and an hour later his arm was draped over you. That was until Bam stumbled over to you all, clearly very drunk.

“You have to come dance with me. Now!” He reached out and grabbed your hand, forcing you up and away from your arm candy.

“Hey!” You called out but Bam was already pulling you onto the dance floor, hands grabbing your waist to dance with you.

You reluctantly pulled your arms up around Bam’s shoulders. Sure you loved to dance but when you did with Bam and you were drunk, the rumours were only set ablaze. You tried to catch Johnnys eyes as you swung your hips, only seeing him grit his teeth and practically glare at Bam. Was he… jealous? You looked at your dance partner who was too inebriated to have any sort of spatial awareness, simply blindly moving you around. Out of the corner of your eye you spotted an attractive looking girl dancing by herself and so you hatched a plan. As Johnny continued to glare you pushed Bam off of you and practically shoved him towards the other girl.

“This is Bam!” You called out to her and she looked rather thrilled, must’ve been a fan.

As the new couple began to dance once more you strutted over towards Johnny who was now looking at you like a deer in the headlights.

“Come on. You wanna dance with me right? Well dance with me now!” You slipped your hand in his and pulled him up, dragging him behind you as you set off for the floor.

Johnny was in slight shock, his hands finding their way to your waist in a daze as you brought your arms around his neck, moving your hips with the beat. You looked up to Johnny and flashed a smug grin,

“Were you jealous Knoxville?”

Johnny blushed, laughing and shaking his head.

“So what if I was?”

You smiled even wider, taking Johnny’s hand from your waist and moving it down to cup your ass.

“You don’t need to be.”

You chewed your lip as his hands felt you up on the dance floor, not caring that people might see your skirt riding up and exposing your ass. Johnny looked especially attractive as he appeared almost flustered, cheeks burning red and eyes blown out. As the music changed you moved yourself around so your back was pressed against his chest, letting his arms drape around you and push you closer to him, feeling the outline of his dick press into your ass. You grinded to the beat of the loud music, feeling his breath on your neck and his stubble grazing your skin. It felt almost too intimate right there in the middle of all the bodies, sweaty and drunk, but god did you want him. You placed your hand over Johnny’s as it pressed into your stomach to hold you there and turned around so you could whisper in his ear,

“Wanna get out of here?”

Johnny only nodded, allowing you to lead him away from the crowds and out of the bar towards your hotel. Boy were you glad it was so close by as the desperation was radiating off of your hot bodies, clammy hands holding each other as you made your way through the streets, no talking necessary.

You both smiled politely at the receptionists as you wandered inside the hotel, trying to act as if you weren’t as desperate as you’d ever been, silently praying no stranger would join you in the elevator on your way up. Alas you were left alone, standing side by side as the doors shut. One second later Johnny flipped himself around and slammed his lips onto yours, forcing his leg between yours so they were parted and making out with you roughly. Your hands flew up to hold his face, letting out quiet whimpers as he took you with such force. His hands were already roaming over your body, fisting the fabric of the back of your skirt in his hand and pulling it up. If you didn’t know him any better you’d think he was about to fuck you in the elevator.

That’s when you felt it jolt, stopping on whatever floor you were on. You opened your eyes and pulled away from Johnny’s mouth in a panic, thinking something had broken but instead you were met with his hand over the emergency stop button, manical grin on his face. You covered your mouth with your hand, half shocked but entirely bemused.

“Are you serious?!” You laughed, completely bewildered.

“Couldn’t wait any longer.” is all he said, immediately diving back in to kiss you once more.

As your skirt had already been pushed up over your ass, in fact bunched up around your waist, Johnny’s fingers were smoothly tucked into the band of your panties, waiting for the moment he could finally pull them down. He took the opportunity as soon as your hand reached down to palm him over his pants, pushing your body against the wall of the elevator at the same time. You let out a groan as you frantically unbuckled his pants, him eventually giving in and shoving them down to pool around his ankles instead.

After some more hot and heavy making out, you felt Johnny’s hard cock press into the inside of your thigh and so you took matters into your own hands, freeing the member and urging him to fuck you against the cool metal walls of the box. You moaned as he entered you, his stubbly chin grazing your neck and lips kissing the skin tenderly as he began bucking his hips forward. He dug his thumbs into the skin of your waist to hold you still, your arms wrapping around his neck to brace yourself the faster he went.

Johnny’s grunts and your whimpers echoed around the elevator, it even jolted slightly with every thrust and it almost felt surreal that heart throb Johnny Knoxville was fucking you in a hotel elevator. You hid your girlish grin in the crook of his neck, kissing and sucking on it all the while.

“You think Bam could fuck me like this?” You whispered into his ear.

Sure it was evil but god did you love provoking the men that fucked you, it just makes everything more fun. Johnny laughed, more of a ‘fuck you’ sort of chuckle but he laughed nonetheless.

“You gonna talk about Bam while I’m balls deep inside of you?”

Johnny pulled his lips away from your neck to look you in the eye, yours as blown out as his. You grinned playfully.

“Well this means you don’t have to be jealous anymore. Your eyeliners fucking hot by the way”

Johnny laughed.

“Shut up.”

He continued to fuck you hard, his thrusts only increasing in pace and his moans only getting louder along with yours. It wasn’t long until he got you to that familiar place, head leaning back against the wall as you were worked to the edge.

“Fuck I’m gonna come.” You managed to get out between pants, holding onto your breath as you felt the sensation creep forward.

Johnny continued his relentless pace until you came hurtling down, the wave of pleasure washing over you and making your legs shake. The feeling of you tightening around Johnny made his breath hitch as you brought him closer to the edge.

“Can I come inside you baby?”

You nodded, head still reeling from your orgasm. Johnny gripped your hips tightly, pushing even further into you as he came with a loud groan into your neck, the hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

The two of you remained in the same place, panting and fucked out, sweat dripping from your foreheads. Johnny’s head was still buried in the crook of your neck.

“You alright there?” You laughed, poking his cheek.

He pulled away grinning.

“That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever done.”

You both laughed until Johnny kissed you again, your heads all foggy.

“You know we can do this again once we’re out of this elevator right?” You pulled away once his kisses got more needy, practically ready for round two already when his dick was growing soft inside you.

He laughed as he pulled out of you, the sensation making you wince slightly.

“Sorry.” He murmured, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

He bent down to help pull your panties back up and smooth your skirt out after buckling up his own pants. He fixed himself up a little more before pressing the emergency stop button once again as well as another button.

“Shit.” He muttered.

“What?!”

Johnny bared his teeth.

“I accidentally pressed the reception floor.”

You rolled your eyes and scoffed.

“Christ I hope those poor workers don’t see us again.”

Just as you attempted to fix up your hair the doors opened to reveal none other than Bam Margera himself, arm sleazily hung over the same girl you threw him at on the dance floor. You and Johnny must’ve looked like a deer in headlights right then but Bam was far too drunk and oblivious to notice just yet.

“Oh hey guys!” He grinned, entering with his new chick, her hand dragging over his chest.

“Weird the elevator wasn’t working for a minute. What were you guys doing already in here, I thought you left like thirty minutes ago?” Bam asked but his face dropped once it dawned on him.

He observed the pair of you, your makeup all messed up with tangled hair, skirt all wrinkled and Johnny with his messy hair and lipstick stains coating his neck and collar.

“Oh.”

“Let’s not.” You interjected before Bam could say anything that would make your skin crawl.

The rest of the elevator ride was painfully awkward and silent, even Bam’s girl noticing the horrible tension. Once you finally reached your floor after what felt like forever Bam spoke up.

“So uhh... can we take our room or do you want to-”

“Take our room.” You sputtered, leaving the damn elevator as soon as possible and darting towards Knoxville’s room, desperate to escape.

End.

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Temporary Girl [Johnny Knoxville x F!Reader]

Desc: You become the girl Knoxville calls when he’s lonely in West Chester.

A/n: ngl i liked where this started but don’t really like the end… hmmmm. lmk if you enjoy! surprised this is my first knox fic

Warnings: smut 18+, oral m!receiving, vaginal fingering, p in v

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Of course you were going to fall for his Southern charms. Who wasn’t when he was sweet talking you so nicely, giving you all the attention in the world like you were the only one who earned it? The first time it happened you were on top of the world. Sure he was married, but you figured he’d done this stuff all the time, it’s not like you would make some huge difference. Only now it caused a huge dent in your life, like an asteroid walloping into you.

You knew the guys would look down on you for it, what with being the girl Johnny Knoxville hit up to fuck when he was in West Chester. Even if you were seeing someone at the time you would fold immediately, racing to the man’s hotel room as soon as he called. “You know he has girls all around the country, and now you’ve become his West Chester broad.” Bam would say all serious, like an intervention of some kind. You’d brush him off, “Stop being all dramatic. We both get something out of it.” Bam narrowed his eyes at you, “Really? Cause’ it seems like you guys fuck, you’re all happy and then he leaves and you’re miserable. What are you getting out of that exactly?” You’d get pissed then, because it was true, “Can you just stay out of my business please? Like how I stay out of yours.” Bam shakes his head, getting up to leave. “Well don’t come crying to me when he breaks your heart again, I’m just trying to be a good friend.” And then he’d take off, leaving you to wallow in his honest words but none of them changed anything.

However, you did think of them pretty often. Maybe you should respect yourself a little more. You didn’t want to be deemed as just the slut he’d call to get himself off, you were as much a part of CKY and Jackass as the rest of the guys. You were the token girl for fuck’s sake! But Johnny was so god damn hot and persuasive that any ounce of self respect was gone the moment the phone rang.

Johnny was in town again, filming for the Fort Knoxville episode of Viva La Bam and after you all wrapped for the day, you found yourself at Kildare’s drinking away and playing pool with the crew. The whole time Johnny acted completely normal with you, cracking jokes like you were just casual pals and maybe you liked it that way, like you were secret even when all of your friends knew about what you’d get up to. Later on into the night, Knoxville called it quits. “I’m exhausted after my flight this morning, I’m off guys.” He did his rounds of goodbyes and physical gestures, even planting a soft kiss on your cheek, like he hadn’t kissed your most private areas like that. And then he was gone without a second to spare, no suggestion that he wanted to fuck.

You hated to admit that it made you pissed, but it did and Bam of course picked up on it. “You’re just in a pissy mood now that lover boy fucked off without you.” You brushed him off again, furrowing your brows. “Shut up Bam.” Bam raised his hands “Why can’t you just admit I’m right? You like being with him, not being his fuck buddy, but that’s all he wants you for. He’s married Y/n.” If you weren’t pissed before, you certainly were now, “You think I don’t know he’s married? Since when do you care about all this shit, you cheat on Jenn all the fucking time?!” Bam nodded his head, “Yeah I know, so I also know how a cheater acts, and he is breaking your heart without giving a single fuck!”

Your fight was interrupted when your cellphone started to ring. Bam narrowed his eyes at you, “You’re only going to get hurt.” You picked up your phone “I’m going to get off thank you.” You flicked it open and answered the call you were praying to get. “Hey sweetheart.” The Southern voice drawled, “I’ve missed you.” Your heart stopped a little, he missed you. You realised the more you thought the more Bam was right so quickly snapped back into smug mode. “I’ve missed you too.” Bam rolled his eyes at your response, getting an idea of the things Johnny was sweet talking you with. “So, you wanna come to my hotel room when you’re finished with the bar?” You looked Bam right in the eyes, “I’m ready to go now actually.” Bam shook his head, biting his lip. “Okay sugar, the room number’s 302, I’ll see ya.” You smiled smugly, “See you in a bit.” With that you shut your phone and stuffed it in your purse. “You know one day you’re gonna hate yourself for not listening to me.” Bam folded his arms. “And I am not gonna be your shoulder to cry on.” You put your hand on his shoulder, “You never were in the first place.” The words stung as you walked away, pretending like you didn’t give a fuck about Bam but you gave many fucks. “Where’s she off to?” Ryan asked Bam as he wandered over to where you had argued. “She’s going off to fuck Knoxville!” He said the last part extra loud so you and everyone else in the bar could hear. You turned your head around before leaving Kildare’s, flipping Bam the bird, and you were gone.

You knocked on Room 302, butterflies swarming in your stomach as if this wasn’t routine at this point. Johnny answered the door in his sweatpants, (interesting choice) with no shirt on and his hair damp, patting it with a towel. “Hey sweetheart.” Johnny smiled, that sweet sickening smile that reminded you of why you were willing to get your heartbroken every time he called. “Hey Johnny.” He leaned in and kissed your cheek just like he had earlier before moving out of the way to let you into the room. “Get the chicken wing stains out yet?” Johnny rolled his eyes, “Haha, very funny. I got new sheets.” You patted the soft bed and sat yourself down on it. Johnny walked over all nonchalant and lifted your chin up with his finger. You flashed him an innocent doe eyed look while he licked his lips. “Pretty girl.” He murmured under his breath as he leaned down and kissed you. Your lips reacted immediately, moving in sync with his but you kept your hands in your lap, awaiting Johnny to initiate what to do like he always did. It was nice letting someone take over completely during sex, you felt needed, wanted. Though maybe someone else would look at that differently.

Johnny pulled away from the kiss and bit his lip while standing up straight. He brushed a piece of hair away from your face and rubbed your cheek with the pad of his thumb. It became apparent to you that you were basically face to face with his crotch and that the subtle way he pushed your head forward made out what he wanted. You looked at his crotch and then back up to him with those same doe eyes. He sighed contently when you began to pull down his sweatpants and reach your hand down his boxers to pull out his dick. He groaned with pleasure when you came into contact with it. It wasn’t completely hard yet so you spent time jerking him off for a moment to get him to full length. All the while, Johnny had his bottom lip between his teeth, still tracing your cheek with his thumb.

You placed the tip of his dick in your mouth and glanced up at him through heavy lids. He groaned loudly when you took all of him into your mouth, gripping him at the base. You sucked softly, moving up and down his length. “Good girl.” Johnny spoke, his hand now placed on the back of your head, pushing you down ever so gently. The words went straight to your heat and you moaned quietly, the vibrations causing Johnny to moan too. Even when you were sat on Knoxville’s bed, sucking him off like he wanted you to, Bam’s words were circling around your head. Sure you weren’t the first girl to suck Johnny Knoxville’s cock and that was fine, but you probably weren’t even the first girl this week. All that ‘He has sluts all around the country’ talk was getting to you but you swallowed it down, along with your spit that was now pooling, some of it down your chin. Johnny had a firm grip around your hair now, shoving you down so your nose was almost touching the space above his cock. He moaned and groaned as you tried your best to breathe through your nose, eyes beginning to water. “Just a second doll.” Johnny struggled to get out, immersed in his pleasure. After a moment he released you, lines of saliva linking you to his dick still. He tried to wipe the spit off your chin with his thumb but the attempts were pretty much futile, instead you cleaned yourself with the back of your hand.

“God you’re so good to me you know that?” You smiled at him, ‘I wonder how many girls he’s said that to’ the thought was washed down once more. “Come on let’s get this off.” Johnny helped you pull your tank top off, releasing your tits. He lay down on the bed as you unbuttoned your pants, shimmying them off with your panties, leaving you exposed. Johnny had now kicked off his sweatpants and was completely bare in front of you, the sight alone was enough to make you drool. You climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. He pulled you to sit on his torso just above his cock, kissing and grabbing at your tits while you let out desperate whimpers. “Have to make sure you’re ready.” He whispered, moving his fingers down to swipe them through your folds. You whined when he let a finger breach into you, steadying yourself with your hands on his shoulders and raising your hips to allow him to finger you. Johnny watched you with intent as you shut your eyes and whimpered while you let him do whatever he wanted. He slipped another finger in and picked up the pace, stretching you out nicely. You moaned some more, putting on a little show for the man beneath you. You opened your eyes to make contact with his deep set ones, completely blown out with lust. Lust. Not love. Of course. His other hand which had been gripping your waist snaked up to feel your tits, pinching your nipples between his fingers for you to make more pleasurable noises. After a moment, Johnny removed his fingers, examining the slick you had left. Out of curiosity, he moved the digits up to your mouth, wanting to see if you would taste yourself. And you did, wrapping your lips around his fingers to suck seductively. Of course you did. You’d do anything he’d say, he didn’t even have to say it.

Johnny smiled smugly, wetting his lips with his tongue. “Too good to me.” He whispered, the words making you release his fingers. He moved his hands back down to your hips and guided you down to his crotch. You looked down and grabbed his length with your hand, moving it to where it needed to be before sinking down slowly. You winced as he entered you, his hands pushing you down to help. “You okay?” He asked, and you simply nodded, “I’m fine.” It became apparent those were practically the only words you had spoken during this whole exchange. You just let Johnny do whatever he wished, no complaints. That was unfair, you wanted this just as much as he did. But maybe not for the same reasons. Johnny reached up and brushed your hair over your shoulder as you began moving back up, setting your own pace. “So pretty.” He murmured, his head foggy with pleasure. You knew the words were simply fillers but that didn’t stop them from going straight to your stomach, the butterflies running rampant. You struggled with going faster like you knew Johnny wanted you to and so he took matters into his own hands. He pulled you down so your tits were now pressed against his chest and he grabbed your ass tightly with both hands. Then he began moving you up and down much quicker as you buried your head into his neck, letting out louder whimpers. At the same rate, Johnny was bucking up into you, the pleasure causing your eyes to water. You felt quite pathetic in that moment. You weren’t able to ride him as well as he needed you to, ‘I bet one of his whores is way better at sex than me.’ This time you didn’t bury the thought, you let it take over. You pushed yourself up so you were sitting again and began moving up and down, this time much quicker. It was harder this way then just letting Johnny do what he wanted but you didn’t care now. Eventually you were bouncing up and down on his cock, small slaps echoing throughout the room. Your moans were louder and more pornographic but you took a lot more pleasure in the contorted look on Johnnys face. “Fuck baby.” He whimpered, his moans almost as pathetic as yours used to be. “I’m so close, can I cum in you?” His breathing was erratic at this point and the way he let you completely take over showed he wasn’t lying. You told him he could, a little resentful at the fact he didn’t remember you were on the pill. Johnny clutched your hips now, holding you down so you were completely sat on his cock before spilling into you with a loud groan.

You smiled smugly as Johnny kept his eyes shut while catching his breath. “Fucking hell sweetheart, I haven’t cum that quickly since high school.” You blushed at the compliment and slowly lifted yourself off of him. Your knees almost gave out while doing so, now you knew your legs would hurt in the morning. He helped you lie down beside him before getting up quickly to get a towel for you. You panted too, content that you had outdone yourself this time. Til you remembered why you decided to push yourself. Your demeanour changed when Johnny returned from the bathroom, towel in hand when he began wiping your heat. “Fuck, did you even get to cum?” Johnny remembered, slowing his movements. “Yeah I finished.” You lied. You didn’t orgasm very often when with Johnny but he didn’t need to know that. He didn’t enquire any further and simply handed you a t shirt of his to sleep in, getting into a fresh pair of boxers himself. He slipped under the covers behind you and assumed the position of big spoon. He kissed your cheek softly. “You’re amazing.” He whispered and you didn’t respond. Simply smiling politely while the man who held you fell asleep soundly.

You didn’t sleep very well that night, your head swimming with Bam’s words once again. You tried not to think of the fact Johnny would be flying out in a couple days, instead revelling in his warmth but that was barely working. You turned over to face Johnny while he slept, admiring his features. You knew how lucky you were to be in the same bed as movie star Johnny Knoxville but it was only temporary. His temporary girl.

End.

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asskickedbygirl · 2 years

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Would you write a smut about a fem reader who’s super turned on by Bam’s tattoos? Thank you!

The Tattoo [Bam Margera x F!Reader Smut]

part two

Desc: You’re a medic on the set of Jackass and you fucking hate Bam Margera. Though when patching him up you get sort of flustered at a certain tattoo.

A/n: Thank you for the request! Sorry i kind of went my own way with this and considered the tattoos a prompt rather than the focal point of the work but i hope you still like it! As always not beta read and ignore inaccuracies (:

Warnings: Smut (18+), Hate sex, oral m!recieving, p in v

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It was pretty fun being a medic on the set of Jackass. It was a boys club sure, bar the couple of female producers and crew members that worked there with you but something about being the young, attractive female medic made the guys love you. Instead of shouting “Medic!” at every injury, they’d yell “Nurse Y/n!” despite your “I’m not a nurse!” complaints. Nonetheless, you loved your job, especially since there was never a dull moment on set and you were kept pretty busy.

Although Johnny and Steve-o were your primary patients, Bam Margera had become somewhat of a regular the more skating stunts he performed. This had become sort of an issue because, well, you fucking hated Bam Margera. You got along with all of the other guys just fine, in fact you were also pretty good friends with the rest of the CKY crew but something about that blue eyed dickhead grinded your gears. He was always a nuisance to have on set, trying to annoy and distract you from your work at every possible moment. He made it his life’s mission to wind you up and piss you off and boy did he succeed in doing so! You weren’t shy in hiding your hatred for Bam, taking to dramatically groaning whenever he walked into your tent that production had set up for you. The other guys insisted Bam just had this massive crush on you and that’s why he tried to get your attention so often, god how old is he? ten? Anyways, you wouldn’t touch him with a ten foot pole.

Bam lay down, his head slightly raised, examining you wiping the blood off his abdomen. He had just done this idiotic shirtless skate stunt that ended in him eating shit and getting semi-impaled by a piece of wood jutting out of wherever he was skating. That’s how he ended up in your tent, unfortunately. “Why don’t you wear a sexy nurse costume to work Y/n? It would make this whole thing a lot easier.” You rolled your eyes, biting back a witty remark. You wouldn’t let him wind you up today. You bit your lip as you cleaned him roughly, your hand pretty close to his iconic heartagram tattoo above his crotch. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t find his tattoos wildly attractive. It was pretty juvenile of you, it’s not like you hadn’t been with people who were tatted before, but something about Bam’s ink made you feel different. Maybe it was because you hated him so much, any minor attraction was heightened by the fact you would never act on it. You accidentally brushed your fingers against the tattoo, swallowing quickly. Bam noticed you had gotten pretty flustered, a sly grin appearing on his face. He spoke your name in a suggestive, questioning manner, trying his best to meet eye contact with you but you refused to look up, rooting through your bag to look for your bandages. “Hmm?” You hmmmed through gritted teeth and tight lips. “Are you good?” He smiled some more, raising his brow and leaning up on his elbows, letting his jeans slip down his hips a bit, revealing even more of his tattoo. You cleared your throat awkwardly, your eyes clearly panning quickly down to take it in. Bam laughed outwardly now, sitting up despite your protests that you still had to fix him up. All this time you were anxiously avoiding his gaze, fearing what his face would look like if you saw it. Bam lifted your chin up by his fingers, his thumb resting on the dimple of your chin, forcing you to look at him. He had a shit eating grin on his face. You gave a disapproving look but didn’t try to pull away at first. “Y/n did you wanna ask me something?” You narrowed your eyes, genuinely confused at this suggestion. “What are you talking about?” You asked, this time not shying away from looking right at him.

With his other hand, Bam picked up your wrist from where it lay on your lap, clutching it gently then in a low voice he whispered, fairly close to your face, “Do you wanna touch my tattoo Y/n?” He smirked when he said it, knowing what effect this was going to have on you. You decided to play dumb, snatching your wrist away from his grip and avoiding eye contact once more to take a bottle of alcohol from your bag to disinfect the small wound. “Shut the fuck up Bam.” Bam laughed cockily, “Did I touch a nerve?” He then winced, hissing through his teeth when you pressed a drenched cotton pad of alcohol onto his abdomen roughly. “Ow! God, didn’t know you were into that pain stuff Nurse.” You shot Bam a disgusted look. “Try be professional for once in your life Margera.” You wiped the injury again, still pretending not to be wholly turned on by that stupid fucking tattoo. You crossed your legs tightly in an attempt to mask your horniness but Bam spotted this almost immediately. “Nurse Y/n…” He lulled suggestively, making you scoff and shake your head, getting the bandages ready to finally be done with him. He sat up some more to get closer to your face. “You know if you wanna fuck me you can just ask?”

This was the last straw, you threw your stuff onto the floor and looked him straight in the eyes, you let yourself be provoked by this arrogant bastard. “If you couldn’t tell, I’m at fucking work right now. Not that you’d know, probably never lifted a finger a day in your life.” Bam’s smile only grew at your frustration, you were giving him what he wanted. You resumed, “So maybe be professional and grow the f-“ You were cut off when Bam crashed his lips against yours abruptly, your eyes growing wild when you realised what had just happened. You pulled away, shock painted on your face. “So..?” Bam asked, a look of slight concern was hidden behind his cheeky smirk. You remained silent for what felt like years until you gave in to your girlish urges and grabbed his face to kiss him back.

You made out hard and fast, Bam sleazily slipping his tongue in far too quick, his teeth bashing against yours because of how rough he was being. You pulled away for a moment, “You’re a terrible kisser.” you spat before going straight back in. Bam laughed into your mouth, “Even when we’re making out you’re being a bitch to me.” He whispered, going right back to it afterwards. His hands were on your hips now, snaking down to grab your ass. He then lifted you up onto his lap so you were straddling him, continuing to fondle your ass. He pulled away properly now, “You like my tattoos Y/n?” He asked, brushing some hair away from your neck. You nodded now, it was too far gone to pretend you weren’t incredibly horny over some ink. Bam took your hand and pressed it against the heartagram, you rubbed it softly but it wasn’t enough. You got up off the rickety medic bed and kneeled between Bam’s legs. He laughed as his face turned redder by the second. You kissed the centre of the tattoo and licked it quickly. “God Y/n, when’d you get so fucking dirty?” You glared at Bam from below him before getting to work on his stupid heartagram belt. “You’re fast.” Bam’s witty remark was followed by a groan when you grabbed his semi-hard cock through his jeans. “Keep that up and I’ll bite your dick off Margera.” Bam cleared his throat, “Yes Ma’am.”

You pulled his jeans down as much as you needed before pulling his dick out. You tried not to whimper upon seeing it, you still had to have some dignity left after you were done with him. You spit on the tip and started pumping him teasingly slow, earning a few whimpers from Bam. You then took his tip in your mouth, tracing it with your tongue and tasting the precum that now filled your mouth. “God you’re such a fucking tease, do you know that?” You narrowed your brows before taking him in all the way, that shut him up nicely. Despite your best efforts, you couldn’t deep throat Bam all the way and Bam could tell you were getting frustrated. “What’s the matter babe? Can’t fit all of me in?” You glared at him again, this time letting your teeth graze his dick as a sort of warning. Bam grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling you off him. “Ay, play nice.” Bam then gathered your hair into a makeshift ponytail and shifted up on the bed to get a good angle. You wrapped your lips around his cock once more as Bam eased you gently down. Eventually he got your mouth pressed against his base, humming in pleasure as you started gagging. You breathed through you nose as tears started to form and fall down your cheeks, the feeling of his dick at the back of your throat was becoming uncomfortable. You looked up at Bam who was biting his lip and giving you an almost sadistic look. It became apparent, Bam was not gonna let you up any time soon. “Nice hearing you shut the fuck up for once Y/n.” He laughed when your eyebrows narrowed. You murmured against his dick, the vibrations making Bam moan, only enjoying it more. “Does it feel good? You’re close to that tattoo you love so much now.” Bam was really loving the fact he could say whatever he wanted without you snapping back at him. You were beginning to struggle now, feeling your saliva drip down your chin and your mascara running. You slapped his thigh as a way of saying ‘let me the fuck up now.” “Just two more seconds.” Bam sighed, screwing his eyes tight, trying to prolong the moment a little longer. He let your hair go and you pulled off his dick immediately, breathing heavily. “Are you trying to fucking kill me Bam?” You wiped the dribble from your face and cleared your throat. “What a way to go it would be.” He laughed, earning him a smack on the knee.

You got up then, a little unsure of what to do next before Bam pulled you into him and kissed you. He fumbled with the bottom of your shirt so you pulled it off, letting him undo your bra and touch your boobs. “Nice tits.” He whispered after pulling away for a moment just to look at them. The whole thing was a little awkward given the fact Bam still had his dick out but the situation was fixed when Bam got off the bed and hoisted you onto it instead, slotting between your legs. Bam unbuttoned your pants blindly and helped you push them off your legs along with your panties, leaving both of you in the nude, Bam’s pants being kicked off onto the floor. It was very risky. I mean technically speaking anyone could walk in at any moment even if it was lunch but hopefully nobody would be maimed or seriously injured in the time it took for the two of you to bang. Bam held onto you hips as you continued making out. Using his other hand, he ran his fingers through your folds. “God you’re fucking soaked.” He pulled away to examine the slick left on his fingers. “Was it my tattoo that got you this wet baby.” You rolled your eyes despite the fact he was right. “Just fuck me already Bam.” He shrugged “Don’t have to tell me twice.” And with that he slid himself inside you.

You winced as he stretched you out, burying your nails into his shoulders to distract yourself from the pain. Bam stayed still for a second before slowly thrusting, trying to get you used to the feeling. Not before long, the pain turned to pleasure as your groans switched to moans. You pushed Bam’s waist into you forcefully as if it say ‘go faster’. He heard you out and started to pick up the pace, slamming his hips against yours. “Didn’t know you were such a fucking slut Y/n, getting fucked at work? You’re a fucking whore aren’t you?” In any other situation, you would’ve smacked Bam in the face, wanting him to shut the fuck up. But in this position, getting fucked by the guy you hated most, his dirty talk turned you on to no extent. “All for a tattoo is that right?” You nodded as you moaned, your eyes half lidded and slightly out of it. Bam grabbed your chin forcefully, making you look at him. “Answer me.” You moaned again, “Yes, fuck yes Bam.” Bam smiled sadistically, he had you at his mercy. This girl that despised him and yelled at him day in and day out was submitting to him. He held the small of your back and began ramming into you at a relentless pace. He grunted and groaned almost harmonising with your whiny noises. “You like getting fucked by me huh?” His degrading was getting sloppy as he felt himself get closer and closer to his climax. Not wanting to wait anymore he brought his thumb down to your clit and started rubbing it quick, attempting to bring you to edge with him. “Are you gonna cum for me Nurse Y/n?” You nodded your head dramatically, muttering a thousand yes’ under your breath. Bam grabbed your throat with his other hand. “Go on.” With that you orgasmed loudly, digging your nails into Bam’s back, not caring if anyone could hear you at this point. Soon after, Bam pulled out and came on your stomach, you winced at the feeling of it painting you.

You both remained in silence again, just your panting breaths filling the room. The embarrassment of what had just happened sunk into you. How the fuck did he get you to submit to him?! You got up quickly, finding a rag to clean Bam’s cum off of you and wiping your heat with it briefly. Bam continued to look at you, not bothering to get dressed himself as you struggled to get your jeans on, your panties uncomfortably wet. “Can you get your clothes on and get out of here before someone walks in?!” You spat, throwing Bam’s jeans at him. “Unbelievable” He scoffed, shaking his head. You glared at him, pulling your shirt back over your head. “What? You think just because you made me cum I’m gonna be all nice to you now?” You tried your best to fix your hair and makeup in the shitty mirror in the corner of the tent. “No no, it’s not that.” You looked back at Bam with a ‘what are you talking about?’ look. “It’s just…” Bam gestured at his abdomen. “You didn’t even bandage me up.” You looked at his injury and sure enough he was right. Because of all the excitement you forgot to actually do what you were supposed to. Though you hated the kid, you laughed, and so did he.

End.

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