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[asskickedbygirl]

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

3.4k words

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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.

“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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[pjknoxx]

" you taste like the fourth of july, "

" malt liquor on your breath, my my.. "

[my-st0ff]

Self-Inflicted

Chapter Two

Fandom: Jackass

Pairing: Johnny Knoxville x female reader

Chapter Song: NYC - Snow Patrol

Two bodies, one significantly taller than the other, move clumsily into the hotel room. The reckless nocking of furniture and other pieces of clutter being due to the two of your keeping your eyes screwed shut as your lips press together. P.J's hands are everywhere all at once. You want this so bad, you've wanted this. You pull him by the collar of his T-shirt to the edge of the bed. Now finally making eye contact, he smirks - devilish. He catches a pile of cameras in the corner of his eye and jogs over to them in the corner.

P.J: "Is this on?"

You: "Those are the pile of broken ones- quit stallin' we ain't got time"

He starts to walk casually back to you with his hands in his pockets.

P.J: "See, that's where you're wrong. We got all the time in the world, toots"

One hand escapes a small pocket of his Dickies and cups your cheek, the rough pad of his thumb brushing back and forth of your cheekbone. He glances at the bed you both stand beside.

P.J: "You sure you wanna do this? We don't have to- of course. It's just, you switched up pretty fast"

You: "Hey, sex is different. We can still... satisfy our needs without having to ruin what we've got"

P.J: "I suppose your right... in that case"

His mouth launches toward yours with carnal instinct. You bring your hands up to play with his hair roughly, making him moan into your mouth as you make out animalisticly. Since you'd decided this was only about sex, you'd both silently agreed this was finally the time to let out all your horny tension on one another. His hands move to your hips and squeeze them painfully hard. P.J whispers a low "fuck" into your mouth when your body perfectly fills out his hands. You both twist round so that you can sit on the bed with him standing in-between your legs, looking down at you. He brushes a hand through his slick hair quickly.

P.J: "lay back"

You do as he says, and soon enough, hear belt buckle sounds and then the distinct noise of metal and leather hitting the ground.

P.J: " One last time, are you sure?"

He asks whilst literally standing over you with his penis out.

You: "my god, yes P.J!"

P.J: "no need for the attitude"

He says and then immediately his cock is inside you, almost a sort of punishment for being sassy.

You: "Oh my god!"

P.J folds his body over and hooks one arm around you so that he can pull you up to him and kiss you whilst he pumps in and out of you not so gently.

You: "Y-you feel amazing, Phillip"

The use of his full first name leaves him a moaning wreck all of a sudden. You were the only one who still called him that, and for that case, the only one he wouldn't mind calling him that. This instance, though, left him feeling needy as you affirmed it over a few times after soon catching onto the power it held. You bring your hands up between your bodies so you can rub his chest up and down with the palms of your hands.

P.J: "Oh, y/n, I-I am so close"

You: "already?"

You giggle and tease.

P.J: "Oh, its l-like that, huh?"

With that, he pushes harder and faster than he ever had before, leaving your insides feeling warm from your tummy down to your feet.

You: "mm- oh, fuck, don't stop!"

You cry in a high squealing voice you'd find embarrassing in any other context.

P.J: "I- I'm gonna- where'd you want me?"

He asks frantically, his head dropping to suck hig chunks of skin from your neck into his mouth.

You: "my stomach!"

You shriek with no time to really think about where you wanted it. With that, he pulls out and immediately cums a massive amount onto your stomach. Without even time to complain about your unsatisfied state, he was on his knees before you with a handful of thigh in each hand. He licks his lips whilst staring at your core with eyes that indicated total worship before his mouth was fully dived into you. His tongue moved proficiently, hitting a good spot straight away.

You: "Don't move! Oh my god, right there don't fuckin' move!"

You yelp whilst you shake and jolt on your back. It didn't take barely anything to push you over the edge. When you cum your arms start frantically searching everywhere over the bed for something to grab onto. He notices and throws a hand up from where it was on your thigh so you can grab ahold of it with brutal strength. Finally upur lungs deflate and your body goes limp and tingly. His head flops in-between your legs and he lazily pecks at your inner thigh with his eyes shut. He then pulls said thigh towards his face so he can kiss over it further, tickling you. You giggle a little, making him huff in laughter as you fidget and eventually pull away.

You: "That was... fun"

You sigh, P.J pushes himself up with wobbly knees just to collapse next to you on the bed, still panting.

P.J: "Fun? That was mindblowin', y/n"

You roll onto your side to face him.

You: "Your right. That was amazing, Phillip"

He swiftly does the same with his body so he can face you, your faces inches away from one another.

P.J: "God, keep callin' me that and we're gonna have to go again"

You: "What, your name?"

You tease.

P.J: "You know what your doin'"

You both laugh a little, full of blissful serotonin. Your pupils wander the walls of the hotel room until they lock onto a picture you couldn't believe you'd not noticed before.

You: "God, that's gorgeous, ain't it?"

P.J lazily flops his head over so he's looking at the same framed painting.

P.J: "sure, where'd you reckon that is?"

You: "Oh I know where that is, P.J. That's Sucre, in Bolivia. Only the best city in the world"

You smile.

P.J: "When did you go to Bolivia?"

You: "I haven't, that's the problem. Sucre is number one on my bucket list"

P.J: "Bucket list? Your not 90"

You: "Might as well be. I think my life expectancy went down a significant amount when Jackass formed, Jammy"

The nickname you only ever call him when you're in a soft mood rolls off your tongue and brings great joy to his ears. A warm, large hand of his lands on your stomach and strokes it gently in a comforting manor.

P.J: "Don't talk like that, toots. I'll protect ya'"

He speaks softly.

P.J: "And hey, I could take you there... but I don't know how to get there"

You: "You'd take me to Sucre?"

P.J: "Course I would, I knew you'd always been interested in Japan and got the first movie set in Japan didn't I?"

You: "Mhm... your too sweet"

You yawn, allowing his exploration of your torso to continue.

[ajmargera]

anniversary Johnny Knoxville x reader

Authors note: Hi guys, first fic here I know its not the best but I'm trying to improve. please tell me how I did though. thanks for your time enjoy - Aj

swearing, fluff

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It was in not way abnormal to be awoken by loud noises in the early hours of the morning at castle bam. However something was different about it.

It was loud outside and you heard multiple people talking and laughing. You rolled over in your pit of a bed to look at the old clock on the bed side table. it read '08:43' Fucking bastards you mutter out pulling the doves over your head in a pathetic attempt to drown out what noise you could.

Today of all days. Today was the day of johhny and yours 3 year anniversary, but could you see him? course not. Ever since this show started you and johnny have no time for each other. The day after the finale of season one of viva la bam the MTV producers were on set. After you'd had finished filming they spoke to everyone about what they had planned for season 2 . They wanted you to return as a frequent character. You didn't agree straight away as you weren't keen on the idea of it. But after talking with Johnny ,and allot of begging by bam, You and johnny agreed youd stay in Westchester for filming and go back to la the second the series is over. You couldn't really complain about the job, you got decently payed and got to spend time with your family. But you couldn't see the one person who meant the most to you in the world for another good few weeks.

'yo dude why don't we-' was all you heard before Ryan began to whisper. * Bastard* you thought to myself . After some more childish giggles from the people outside, the noise if the chainsaw starting echoed throigh the house.. 'Dunn give it hear you dick' you heard a familiar voice from outside. * was that. no. PJ??* you quickly thought. You jumped out of bed and put one of your brothers hoodies on. You rushed down the stairs of castle bam nearly tripping over whatever hazards where lying everywhere.

You ran down the stairs to be met by Vito and your dad sat at the dinning room table eating breakfast. 'Why the fuck you rushing round for you Dick, its not even 9 and your awake!' Vito said. ' leave her alone Vito' phil jumped in. ' fuck you Vito its too early for your shit' you hissed at him making my way to the front door. ' if its too early why you up?' Vito asked buttering more of his toast. ' cos those dickheads outside' you said rolling my eyes. ' oh yeah your boyfriend out there' he said but your dad kicked him. ' shut up Vito, she wasn't supposed to know' 'IT IS PJ' you said walking quicker to the door. ' How was I supposed to know that it was a secret?' was the last thing you heard from Vito before you ran out the house'

' Dude I don't see this man in a year and then I wake up to him destroying my hummer' you heard your brother shout. You walk round from the side of the house to look up and see your brother shirtless in the window. ' johnny your girlfriends here' Ryan shouted. You turned to the direction his voice came from and too your surprise him and johnny were stood on bams ,now destroyed, hummer. ' PJ' you shouted running from my position. 'y/n' he said getting off the roof of the destroyed car as you quickly made your way over to him. You jumped into his embrace taking in everything and forgetting that there was a camera crew recording your every move. ' happy 3 years baby' he mutters into your hair. ' happy 3 years pj' you mumble into his chest earing a smirk from him. 'CUT'

'So first you wake me up by destroying my hummer, start a prank war, then just sit there fondling my sister in MY driveway!' Bam shouted at johnny. Dico, raab, Ryan and you were sat round the kitchen counter when your brother and johnny walked in. ' grow up bam, I wasn't fondling your sister I was wishing MY girlfriend a happy anniversary.' he said back putting his arm around you and kissing your head. ' its your guys anniversary?' Dico questioned. ' yeah 3 years' you groggily replied. ' don't care if it's your anniversary or not Knoxville you've pissed me off' bam said storming out of the room. ' better go make sure he doesn't do anything stupid' Ryan said putting his dishes in the sink. ' ry, he is the walking definition of stupid' you said getting a smack off of your best friend and a laugh out of the other boys. Ryan left to catch up to bam. ' Brat' you muttered into your coffee. ' going to tell him you said that' raab hummed. ' fuck you ' you replied ' fuck you to dickhead' Raab that's Johnny's job' dico replied with a smirk on his lips. The boys started pissing themseves and so did johnny. ' johnny shut up' you whined. ' make him' Dico replied. You look at him disgusted. ' you better fucking run' you shout and kicking your chair out of the way. Dico and raab ran to the back door but before you can go after them you feel a strong hand on your arm keeping you in place. ' and where do you think your going princess' Johnny says hugging you and placing a kiss on your head. ' to kill them bastards' you replied kissing him on the lips. ' leave them alone baby there only having fun' he replied deepening the hug. You leaned into him more to feel more of his body heat. ' aww is my baby tired?' He questioned but got no repliey. You where too tired to reply, feeling how heavy your eyelids where getting, you just nodded into his chest. 'C'mon then' he cooed into your ear picking you up by the legs and began to carry you bridal style up to your room.

' ignore bam, he's just being a dickhead cos he's moody. think he's on his period or something' you mumbled Johnny laughed. ' never do pay attention to him doll face' he replied still walking up the stairs.

By the time yous too got to your room, you were nearly asleep. He placed you down on your bed and tucked you in. ' Get some rest princess' he said turning his back to leave. ' Pj don't go' you whined. ' I wasn't I was just shutting the door' he shut the door and then took his shirt off showing his beautifully toned chest. You put your arms out as an indication for him to hurry up. When he's done messing about he climbs into bed and puts his arms around you. ' happy anniversary Pj' you say warming into his touch. ' Happy anniversary baby' he says and kisses your head.

^END^

wow that was fun, requests are open if you have any and please tell me how I did. have a good day :) - aj

[prettyyoungandbored]

All or Nothing - Johnny Knoxville

Pairing: Johnny Knoxville x Fem!Reader (goes by “Babydoll”)

Sequel to Drunk

Based on ‘All or Nothing’ by Theory of a Deadman

NOT MY GIF

Y/N zipped her suitcase when she heard the door open.

“Babydoll, it’s me!” Johnny called out.

“Hey babe!” She walked out of the bedroom, greeting him with a quick kiss. “I just finished packing, but didn’t know if there was anything else you needed me to bring.”

This was their first vacation as a couple. Granted, it was more of a long weekend trip than anything and it was Las Vegas, but that didn’t damper her excitement.

“Just you,” he said. “ Although I don’t know why you packed clothes considering we’re not leaving the hotel bed.”

She rolled her eyes and pat his shoulder. “Nice try, Clapp.”

He pointed a finger at her. “Hey, you’re just as horny as I am.”

She folded her arms across her chest. “I thought that’s what you liked about me?”

“It’s actually what I like the most about you and I never said it was a problem. I’m just merely pointing it out.”

She smirked. “Yeah, yeah. Let me grab my bag.”

Johnny exhaled as he reminded himself to keep his cool. Since his confession to Whitney about his love for Y/N, he planned out what he believed was the perfect way to tell her.

He tried to shut off the noise in his head that questioned if he was sure it was a good idea.

“PJ?”

He looked up to see Y/N with her suitcase. “I’m sorry, Cutie. What did you say?”

“Are you ok?” she laughed.

“Yeah, I just was deep in thought about something,” he said. “You ready to go?”

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The lights of Las Vegas twinkled even in the golden hue of the sunset.

Johnny and Y/N rented a car as they drove down the Vegas strip.

“This is amazing,” Y/N remarked, leaning against the car window.

“I can’t believe this is your first time in Vegas,” Johnny chuckled. “I would’ve thought you and Whitney would’ve taken a girls trip here.”

She shrugged. “We talked about doing it a couple times. I was more interested than she was, but she was down for it.”

She clicked her teeth. “Man, this is incredible! I mean, we‘re really in Vegas!”

“It is pretty incredible,” Johnny chuckled.

The closer he was getting to the hotel, the more his nerves were getting to the best of him.

She turned her head to him. “Don’t judge me, but I actually read your Vegas article in ‘Big Brother’ before I joined ‘Jackass.’”

He glanced at her. “Really?”

“Yeah! I wanted to get to know who you and Jeff were before I went on to set so I did my research.”

“Did you roll your eyes when you read it.”

“Not at all! I thought it was fantastic.”

He grinned, glancing over at her again. “Fantastic, huh?”

“You have such a distinct style when you write,” she said. “I couldn’t put it down.”

“This your way of telling me you had a crush on me before coming to set?”

She shook her head. “Nice try.”

“That’s not a ‘no’, Babydoll.”

He looked over to see her smiling. He knew her answer.

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“This is…wow.”

Y/N set down her suitcase and made her way to the window. Pulling back the curtain, she gazed over how high up the hotel room was and just how small the people down below looked.

The view of Sin City she’d had was indescribable.

Johnny came up from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist.

“You like it?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

She turned, beaming at him. “Thank you,” she said. “I really can’t thank you enough.”

“Well, I know how you could,” he joked.

She let out a small laugh. “I’m serious,” she went on. “You didn’t have to go all out on me, but the fact you did…I…I don’t know what to say other than thank you.”

In that pause, Johnny knew exactly what she was trying to say and suddenly, everything felt a little easier.

But the moment wasn’t right yet.

“As much as I want to bend you over and fuck you stupid, I did make dinner reservations,” he said.

She threw her arms around his neck. “What time are they?”

“5pm. It’s 4 now.”

“Damn,” she mumbled, lowering her head.

Johnny lifted her chin with his finger. “Hey now. We still have the night.”

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Johnny wasn’t sure if he was gonna make it. Not when Y/N walked out in her little black halter dress that made him want to throw out all his plans.

“You’re killing me in that dress,” he told her as they walked into the restaurant.

“And would it be such a horrible way to go?” she remarked.

“No m’am it would not.”

The restaurant was fancy, but not overwhelmingly fancy. While both preferred the intimacy of a dive bar, this was fine enough.

“To our first getaway,” Y/N toasted. “May we not kill each other.”

Johnny laughed as he clinked his glass with hers. “I think we’ll be fine. We already survived two plane rides.”

“Very true,” she agreed.

After ordering their meals, Johnny decided it was time to get the ball rolling.

“What was your first impression of me?” he asked.

It was a bold question, but one he felt ok asking. It wasn’t as though they’d had a rocky start.

Still, he was curious.

“You were incredibly confident,” she answered. “I was actually blown away by how confident you were. I mean, I was watching you and Jeff work out the logistics of this stunt and you just…you were so sure of yourself. And then you smiled and I just…”

She chuckled softly. “It’s my favorite smile in the world.”

He wanted to melt right then and there. “Yeah?”

“It’s like filled with the purest amount of joy,” she said. “The first time you smiled at me, I thought I was gonna lose my mind. It still makes me feel that way.”

This was gonna be easier than he thought.

“What was yours?” she asked.

“To be perfectly honest, when I first heard about you, I wondered why the hell Jeff agreed to hire you,” Johnny admitted, eliciting a chuckle from Y/N. “But then you came on set and you threw yourself into it without a second thought, even when you were scared.”

“Well, I knew I had to prove myself somehow,” she shrugged. She then leaned on the table. “Did you know that I liked you? Like before that night at the bar?”

Johnny smiled. “I knew when I drove you back to the hotel. I was so nervous that I was gonna crash or something. And then I remember seeing from the corner of my eye smiling at me, and somehow I just figured it out.”

Her eyes widened. “You were nervous?!”

“Oh absolutely.”

“You gave me no indication you were nervous!” She leaned back in chair. “You hid it really well.”

He pulled back his lips. “I’m sorry I waited another week to do something about it other than call you ‘Babydoll.’ I wanted you so badly, but all I could think about were the ways I could fuck it up and lose you and that scared the shit out of me.”

She reached across the table and grabbed his hand. “You don’t need to apologize for that,” she assured. “You needed some time and that’s fine.”

“What do you mean?” he questioned.

“Just that you needed more time to make a move,” she explained. “It needed to be the right moment and you eventually found it. Besides, I could’ve been more forward but I was also scared. Considering what my track record with guys, I figured I’d scare you off too.”

She gave his hand a squeeze. “I’d say it worked out though.”

He smiled. “It sure did.”

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The restaurant wasn’t far from the hotel, so they walked back hand in hand. Johnny could feel the knots in his stomach as he felt the moment coming.

“PJ?”

Johnny broke out of his thoughts as Y/N turned to face him.

“Are you ok?” she asked.

“Yeah, I just…” He licked his lips. “I could lose everything tomorrow and still be the happiest man in the world as long as I had you. You’re all that I need.”

That’s when he took her hands in his. “Y/N, I love you.”

Her lips parted as his words knocked into her. Her face softened as her heart leapt from chest.

Her glimmering eyes crinkled as her lips curved into a huge smile. “I love you too, PJ.”

He grabbed her face as he kissed her.

The moment had been worth that wait.

[ittydoor]

Guys a guy who lit a firework on poopies dick is trying to follow me on my spam insta .. what is life

[knoxvilleforever]

Wedding Day with Johnny Knoxville Headcanons

request: I love your headcanon** can we have a knoxville x reader? Wedding preparations aNd wedding day!

johnny likes to get as involved in the wedding plans as possible

because he wants everything to be perfect for you

he also knows that you want his opinion on everything too

so he wouldn’t want to upset you and have you think he didn’t care about the planning

he gives his very honest opinions

but he’s also happy to let you decide on certain things

like how big or small you’d like the wedding to be

he loves looking around venues

he’ll whisper in your ear

‘this is perfect.’

‘you think so?’

‘oh yeah. there’s a closet right there we can use for a quickie.’

‘we can’t do that on our wedding day!’

‘no one will notice! c’mon, we’ll just have steve o give a speech and we can get outta there.’

he offers to do anything that will make you less stressed out

definitely makes you practice your first kiss as husband and wife

but it’s just an excuse to make out

and he uses it to make you less stressed

save the dates? invites? he’s got them covered

one of his favorite parts of planning was going to choose your wedding bands together

for the two of you that’s what made reality hit

and you realised it was really happening

‘god i can’t wait to marry you.’

you could cry with the way he looks at you

and the amount of love he holds in his eyes

you don’t know how you’re going to get through the actual day if this is how you are from all the planning

the night before your wedding you’re getting ready to leave

and as you pack your last minute things he’s leaning in the doorway looking at you

‘can you really believe this is happening?’

you’re in disbelief that this time tomorrow, the man you’re looking at will be your husband

‘no. i don’t think i ever will. how the hell did i convince you to marry me?’

‘well, not quite. there’s still time yet, knoxville.’

‘less of the knoxville. from tomorrow it’s mr and mrs clapp, honey.’

your packing gets discarded when he starts kissing you

and you best believe he’s giving you the best sex you’ve ever had before you have to leave

until tomorrow night

your worries about crying on your wedding day are forgotten as soon as you reach the aisle

because johnny’s stood at the other end wiping tears away too

when you get to the end of aisle he pulls you in close

and whispers that he’s nervous

‘don’t be nervous. it’s just me.’

he can’t take his eyes off you

and you worry that he’s not listening to a word of the ceremony because you know that look in his eye

he’s full of love

the day goes by in somewhat of a blur

but the two of you have never been happier

it’s your first dance that it really hits you that he’s yours forever

‘i’m so lucky.’

‘tell me about it. have you seen my wife?’

when it comes to the speeches he’s trying to get you to sneak to the closet

‘no one’s gonna know.’

‘oh they’re gonna know, pj.’

[hitmewithabusposts]

Johnny x Reader: The reader and him being giddy about her finally being able to say ‘Hi, I’m y/n Knoxville! Welcome to jackass!’ After they get married

This is such a cute one 😭 Like I can picture him all smiley when you say it

Mr. And Mrs. (Knox x Reader)

“You’re going to say it, right?” Knox asked me for what felt like the thousandth time in an hour. “Yes PJ, I’m going to say it” I reassured him as we stood on our marks to film the last bit of the intro where he introduces himself and Jackass.

We’d gotten married a month ago, and he insisted I join in on this one and we do it together, since technically, I was y/n knoxville now. “You do realize my last name is now Clapp, right?” I joked with him, as they set up the cameras. “Yeah but on set you’re a Knoxville” he said, kissing my cheek as we began to roll.

“Hi, I’m Johnny Knoxville” “and I’m y/n Knoxville” as we said together, “welcome to jackass!” As we launched ourselves through the stunt.

I looked over at Knox who was still smiling at the fact that I called myself “y/n knoxville” and he was smiling at the gold band on his left ring finger. “I love you, you dork. Now can we go back to the trailer and sleep?” I asked him, standing up and trying to pull him up. “I love you more Mrs. Knoxville” he joked, adorning the name unto me. “You’re stupid” I replied still laughing as I heard him shuffle his feet quickly behind me, throwing an arm over my shoulders and a kiss on my head.

[prettyyoungandbored]

Viva Las Vegas - Johnny Knoxville

Pairing: Johnny Knoxville x Fem! Reader

Author’s Note: This is Johnny and Babydoll’s wedding in Vegas! Enjoy!

NOT MY GIF

They pulled into Las Vegas around 4:30 p.m. While the flight was short, the day felt like it was dragging on slowly. Anticipation and excitement filled both of Y/N and Johnny as the moment was slowly making its way.

They stopped at the car rental place near the airport and while Johnny filled out the forms, Y/N was on the phone with her best friend, Whitney.

“Are you getting excited?”

“Yeah! I mean, I feel excited and nervous and ready. Mostly ready.”

“Well, I wish I was there but I know you’ll look beautiful!I’ll be there for the party when you two love birds get back.”

“Of course! I’ll talk to you later. Love you!”

“Love you too, Mrs. Clapp!”

Y/N hung, butterflies fluttering at the sound of being called Mrs. Clapp. She could get used having his last name.

“You ready, Babydoll?” Johnny asked, cutting into her thoughts.

She nodded and took his hand. He led her outside to the car rental parking lot before approaching a white 1990 Ford mustang convertible.

“Ain’t she a beauty?” he asked.

“She is, but we should really find our a car because-.”

“This is our car.”

Y/N whipped her head to her soon-to-be husband. “PJ, you didn’t.”

“I don’t wanna hear you arguing,” he said. “It’s our special day, remember?”

She kissed his cheek. “I was just gonna say that it’s perfect.”

“Good.” He raced over to the passenger side and opened the door. “Now get in.”

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The second they got into their hotel room, Y/N hopped in the shower. As she combed through her hair, washing out the conditioner, her mind wandered.

During the drive to the hotel, she couldn’t keep her eyes off Johnny. In a matter of hours, he would be her husband. The man she met on the set of “Jackass” who made her blush like a schoolgirl was now becoming her husband.

She had built of a life with him. They traded weekend shifts at each other’s apartments for a house and then separate hotel rooms for just one room during “Jackass” productions.

Soon, they would solidify their new life.

The sound of the shower curtain ring screeching interrupted her thoughts and she turned to see Johnny stepping in. He smiled at her adoringly, wrapping his arms from behind her.

“What’re you doing, my love?” she asked.

“Figured I’d save us some time and hop in the shower too,” he replied, placing a gentle kiss on her bare shoulder.

She hummed, turning around to throw her arms around his neck as his hands fell to her waist. “That’s all you’re doing, huh?”

“Maybe try to sneak in some fun before we head to the chapel,” he continued. “Just one last time before we make it official.”

“Youre playing a very dangerous game, Clapp.”

“The best kind of game.”

Their lips met as he used one hand to grab ahold of the back of her head, his fingers tangling into her wet hair. He wasn’t playing around, fighting to be the one in control.

But she pulled back and smile, keeping her eyes on him as she reached back to turn off the shower.

“You might wanna take a cold shower,” she remarked.

She pat his bare chest and stepped out. He pouted his lips. “C’mon, cutie!”

Sh ewrapped a towel around her body. “Don’t give me that face. You have all night to do whatever you want to me.”

He grinned. “Whatever I want?”

“As long as you don’t run out on me tonight.”

“I would never. You’re stuck with me forever!”

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After getting ready in the hotel, she and Johnny made their way to the chapel. Both of them carried their wedding attire in garment bags in the event Johnny was stopped by a fan.

During the drive, her stomach twisted and turned in anticipation as her heart raced. She reached over to grab his free hand, which he welcomed.

They pulled into the parking lot of the chapel and the real countdown began.

She checked in at the front before she and Johnny broke apart to get changed.

The reality of it truly set in the moment she put on her wedding dress.

The satin white dress had a halter plunge cowl neckline that playfully teased her boobs. The bottom half of dress softly hugged her hips and butt.

She paired the dress with her mother’s pearl droplet earrings.

She smiled as she looked in the mirror. She felt like a goddess who descended from Mount Olympus. She knew Johnny was gonna lose his shit.

When she walked out of the bathroom, she handed the employee her garment bag with her street clothes. She looked to see Johnny standing in the lobby in a fitted black tuxedo and his signature red converse.

Here it goes.

She cleared her throat as she made her way to him. He turned to face her, his expression softening. His dark brown eyes twinkled in amazement as tears began to pool in his eyes.

“Babydoll,” he breathed. “You look…wow.”

“You like it?” she laughed, slightly nervous.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. “So, so, beautiful.”

He wiped his eyes, laughing softly. “Goddamit.”

His tears brought tears to her own eyes. She tried to keep her composure as she took her hands in his. “I’m really glad you like it.”

He gave her hands a squeeze. “No turning back now.”

“No turning back now,” she agreed. “It’s us against the world.”

Then she remembered something.

“Hey, so, before you go, in,” she began, “I decided not to go through with an Elvis impersonator.”

Before he could even respond, a deep southern drawl chimed in.

“Ya’all the Clapp couple?”

Johnny’s eyes widened at the Johnny Cash impersonator standing in front of them. Not only did this man have the accent down pat, but he looked awfully like the legend himself.

“We are,” Y/N confirmed with a smile.

“Great. We have a couple employees who are willing to be witnesses.” He turned to Johnny. “You ready, son?”

Johnny nodded his head, willing to go wherever Fake Johnny Cash told him to go.

Fake Johnny Cash pat his shoulder. “Follow me, son. Let’s get this started.”

“I…yeah, ok.”

Johnny turned to Y/N and mouthed “I love you so fucking much.”

She chuckled as she watched him follow Fake Johnny Cash inside the chapel.

She took a moment to herself, smoothing out her dress with the palm of her hands. Before taking a step, she heard, “oh Miss!”

She turned to see the woman from the front desk with a makeshift bouquet of fake flowers.

“Every bride needs one,” she winked.

“Thank you so much,” Y/N said,

The front desk woman hurried off as Y/N took a deep breath and walked through the doors.

As she made her way into the small and quaint chapel, Fake Johnny Cash serenaded her with “Walk the Line.”

She smile, keeping her eyes on Johnny who was beaming at her.

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine

I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep a close watch on this heart of mine

I keep my eyes wide open all the time

I keep the ends out for the tie that binds

Because you're mine, I walk the line

I find it very, very easy to be true

I find myself alone when each day is through

Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you

Because you're mine, I walk the line

I keep the ends out for the tie that binds

Because you're mine, I walk the line

When she finally stood beside Johnny, Fake Johnny Cash set down the guitar and stood at the podium.

“Folks, we’re gathered here tonight because these two kids decided they wanted to walk the line together for the rest of their lives,” Fake Johnny Cash said.

As Fake Johnny Cash proceeded with his sermon, Y/N kept her eyes on Johnny. This was it. The second they kissed, they would officially become man and wife. They could start their life.

“Do you, Y/N M/N L/N, take Phillip John Clapp to be your lawfully wedded husband?” Fake Johnny Cash asked Y/N.

“I do,” she nodded, tears pooling in her eyes as she slid the silver wedding band on Johnny’s ring finger.

“And do you, Phillip John Clapp take Y/N M/N L/N to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

“I do,” he replied, sliding the silver band on her ring finger.

“Well, then. By the power vested in me and in the state of Nevada, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Son, you may now-.”

Johnny wasted no time as he grabbed Y/N’s face and pulled her in for a kiss. They tuned out both Fake Johnny Cash and the employees who applauded the couple.

He pulled back, resting his forehead against hers.

“I love you, Babydoll,” he whispered.

“I love you too, PJ.”

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The second they were done with the photos and the check out process, Johnny and Y/N rushed to their convertible.

“We’re fuckin’ married!” Y/N screamed out at the night as they drove through the city to get back to the hotel.

“HELL YEAH WE ARE!”Johnny yelled, raising one fist while holding the wheel with the other.

The second the car came to a stop at a red light, Y/N leaned over the console, giving Johnny a kiss on the cheek.

“So what’s next, Mr. Clapp?” she asked. “You got the girl of your dreams for the rest of your life. How are you gonna celebrate?”

He grabbed her hand and kissed it.

“Great question, Mrs. Clapp,” he said. “I actually have a couple ideas.”

[prettyyoungandbored]

Johnny Knoxville x Babydoll Headcanons Pt.1

I’m doing this bc I’m bored but I’m also too lazy to write another one shot.

I’ll have more but here’s a few to get you started ♥️

NOT MY GIF

- y/n is more than Johnny’s girlfriend (and later his wife)

- she’s truly his other half, and he’s hers

- they have each other’s back at all times

- while she loves when he calls her “babydoll”, she also loves when he calls her “cutie”

- she can’t help but smile when he calls her that as it makes her feel all mushy and whatnot

- his heart melts when she refers to him as “my love”

- like he gets all giggly inside

- he loves to drive her crazy

- Like he loves it

- He’s learned his limits with it and usually does a good job of not crossing them

- when y/n ends up getting an office at the Dickhouse office building Johnny will find every excuse to go to her office

- like every excuse

- “PJ I’m on the phone.” “I need to grab a sauce packet from the drawer.” “You already have a shit ton in your desk drawer.” “Yours are better.”

- in return, she loves to lie down on the couch in his office and do suggestive poses while he’s on the phone while making funny faces

- it took them some time but they learned how to separate work from their personal lives

- it’s not always easy but they manage it

-what you see with Johnny Knoxville is what you also get with PJ Clapp and man, does she love that

- she loves that he’s not only talented and courageous, but he’s hard working and ambitious

- his ambition and courage turn her on

- before he does any stunts, he requests an off camera kiss from her for good luck

- it does not bring him any luck or prevent any serious injuries

- but it became his ritual and it stayed

- she’s done a couple minor stunts besides the milkshake challenge

- but Johnny is adamant about her staying away from the dangerous stuff

- but she’s still somewhat known in the Jackass fanbase

- when she’s Johnny’s plus one at events, she goes the extra mile to make sure she looks so good that he’s proud to show her off

- little does she know she could wear a potato sack and he’d be proud as a peacock to have her on his arm

- this will later be explained more in another one shot but she did do some production stuff for Playboy before she went on to do stuff for MTV

- she also wrote for the magazine a couple times both pre and post Jackass

- Johnny calls her his favorite Playmate despite her insistence she has never been asked to pose and will never pose

- he loves that she works as hard as he does

- but he knows when to pull her back when it gets to be too much

- “Babydoll, it’s midnight.” “I’m almost done.” “I love you but that’s a lie. Now save your work and shut the computer off.”

- he also loves that he can confide in her about anything and feel validated

- he also loves talking to her

- even if it’s late at night or first thing in the morning or even in the middle of traffic

- they can talk about everything and anything

- she’s his passenger princess

- when he goes to film other movies she’ll visit him

- she’s been Mrs. Knoxville from the moment she first appeared on camera with him

- all the way to Jackass Forever when they re-did the milkshake challenge and let their two kids make the disgusting milkshake

[hitmewithabusposts]

Johnny x wife!reader; she is in an interview about herself but gushes about her husband going grey

I love me some silver foxville 😩

Best thing that’s ever happened

I sat in the chair for another interview that would be live on the news about the new Jackass film and my experiences filming. I only joined the cast the first movie after PJ had seen me when they were filming for the show still and I was one of the only female bull riders at the ranch they’d film at.

So when they wanted to add a girl to the cast for the movie, they knew who to call, and if you ask PJ he’d tell you he knew I was “the one” the first time he saw my ass get thrown off a bull. Since then, I’ve done stunts with the boys, and lots of stunts with the bulls and Knox. As for him and I, we got together at the end of production of the first movie, and were married within a year.

The interviewer came in and sat down with a list of questions to ask me, and greeted me shaking my hand. “Hey, y/n Knoxville, or is it clapp?” She asked, making me chuckle a little.

“Well, legally it’s Clapp, but you know Knox insisted I take his stage last name too when we tied the knot. So either works for me” I replied smiling, and looking at the bands stacked on my left ring finger.

“So, let’s try to stay positive, tell us what was the best thing that came out of having to film during covid, what was it like?”

“Well, we started test runs before lockdown, but weren’t able to film for a while, and I’d say that’s where the best thing happened, I’m sure everyone noticed Knox’s new look this movie.” I said fondly, thinking of my husband and blushing.

“You’re saying him not dying his hair is the best thing?” She asked laughing but I just nodded and replied, “oh definitely, he was so handsome before, and I may be biased, but I’ve never seen someone age so well”

“I think a lot of the fans would agree with that, and how all of you guys look great, especially since it’s been over 10 years since the last film was released” she said, as a clip from Jackass 3D played behind us.

“Oh definitely, Steveo especially has been getting a ton of praise from fans, we’re all just so proud of him. And like I said, Knox’s hair was a big change that you notice in the movie. He started the movie with black hair and ended it being silver” I said laughing.

“Are we gonna see any big stunts from you this movie?”

“I think so, I think all of us older cast members really went hard with this because we don’t know what the future holds for us or for Jackass, and I love doing stunts and pranks with Johnny, so him and I especially made the most of it I think. I just love him so much” I said, still blushing thinking of him.

“I love seeing how much you admire him, and I think it’s clear how much he admires you, thank you for coming in today and we can’t wait to see the movie. Everyone make sure you hit the theaters this Friday to see Jackass Forever” she said, as the cameras stopped rolling.

I gathered my stuff and looked at my phone to see a text from PJ that said:

“Hell, if I would have known you liked my gray hair that much I would have stopped dying it years ago ;)”