CIGARETTES OUT THE WINDOW. — 𝐣. 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞

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guys im actually writing a g way x reader bc im mentally ill and have entered my emo phase

good luck to y'all

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GUYS PLEASE I NEED IDEAS ☹️

send in jackass requests im bored and have no ideas for what to write

JOHNNY KNOXVILLE MOODBOARD

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guys what if i made a post abt all the oc’s i scripted into my fame dr 🤨…

CIGARETTES OUT THE WINDOW.

— johnny k.

BACKSTORY/TEASER CHAPTER

(rewritten)

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You can still recall the day you two met so perfectly. When you were both 6, his mother invited yours over to dinner. When you arrived you were hiding behind your mother, being a shy child and much less open to meeting a new person.

“he doesn’t bite you know (name)?”

Your mother urged as she slightly nudged you away from hiding behind her. You could see the other kid in front of you. He was also glued to his mothers side. He looked up, as for permission to go say hi from his mom.

“Hi, i’m um Pj.”

“I’m (name).”

…

When the adults left the living room to do whatever in the kitchen, that left you alone, sitting on the ground in front of the couch. You took out this tiny little car toy you slipped in your pocket before leaving, when footsteps could be heard coming down from the stairs. It was Pj? That was his name right? He gently sat down next to you.

“you know, i have the green version of that car.”

“really?”

“yeah, wanna come see?”

He took your hand and led you up the stairs to his room, where he ran over to the little toy chest he had, and pulled out the green car. He also showed you some of his other toys, and you realized you weren’t all that nervous anymore.

When the night came to an end, you grabbed your sweater and were about to head out the door with your mom, when..

“(name)!”

You turned to see pj running down the stairs with something in his hand. “Here!” he held out his hand with a proud smile. It was his green car toy. “You can keep it!” In return, you pulled out the car toy you originally had and gave it to Pj. “Then you can have this one, okay?” you said, returning the smile. “Okay!”

And with that you left to go home.

…

You guys had been friends for 11 years. The news your mom had delivered to you was soul and heart crushing. You had to go. There was a better chance for you guys in London where they were shooting this movie, and they wanted you. They wouldn’t take no for an answer, it was inevitable. You had to move.

This was one of the only times ever that you had arrived at pj’s house with the feeling of your stomach sinking and your heart in your throat. And it got even worse when you saw his face. When you had to tell him that you were moving to another country. When you had to hug him for the last time. When you had to leave.

You got to the airport too soon. When all of you got out the car, you turned to look at Pj. “Hey, I’ll always have a part of you with me, okay?” you say, through a sniffle. Pulling your hand out of your pocket, you show a tiny, old, green toy car.

“You still have that?” he asked through quiet chuckles.

“Yeah”

“Well.. me too.” he bashfully admitted. He also pulled out a red toy car.

As a parting gift, before your final goodbye, he gave you a small bag. You felt something moving in the bag, and out popped the cutest dog there was. “Yeah, so maybe you could have a great last memory of us.” You pass the dog to your mother as you gave him a hug, wishing it would stay like that forever. You two hung onto each-other for dear life. But your flight was leaving soon. You never stopped hugging the dog on the way to your new home, or when you slept there for the first night, or whenever you missed your best friend.

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It’d been about 9 months since you moved, and you couldn’t be more excited to go back and see everyone again. You brought along the dog that pj had gifted to you, which you had named Paul Anka. Funny. When you landed and finally gotten to Pj’s house, you gave his parents the greatest hugs you could give.

“You’ve already grown so big.!”

“It’s only been 9 months!” you chuckle. “So, Where’s Pj?” you say, the smile on your face growing slightly more excited. His mothers face grew fake as she walked towards the kitchen to prepare for what she was about to cook. “Um.. Well.. He wrote to you, didn’t he?” she asked with a slightly forced smile while grabbing a kitchen towel to wipe her hands. “No? What’s wrong?” Your question came laced with nervous smiles and chuckles. His mother came to a stop.

“(name), baby, uh. Pj already left to LA. Now i don’t know why he didn’t want me to tell you but i could’ve sworn he wrote about it in his letters..”

Her words got drowned out as you tried to figure out why he didn’t want you to find out. Did you say something? No, you two haven’t talked…

What happened?

Why would he just leave you?

He didn’t. even. write.

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12 years. 12 years.. 12 years since all this shit happened. And you still couldn’t quite let go. You were finally returning home and with the thoughts and memories of a faded friend storming your head, you held onto Paul Anka slightly tighter. You fiddled with the little green toy car in your pocket, still having it after all these years. The slight thought of even trying to get back in touch with Pj crossed your mind, but it definitely wasn’t going to work any way that you could attempt.

You still called with his parents, them being a huge part of your life and all. Sometimes, rarely ever, you could hear Pj’s voice in the background. Even if he was technically older than you by a month, you couldn’t help but be emotionally proud of how his voice had grown. The number of times you tried to think how he looked now..

Now back home you try to make light of it as you look out the car window on the ride from the airport. It’s a good shot, might as well.

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rydunn wait… aren’t you johnny’s friend??

qhen e u coming back thinking abr ur frank fic intensely

girl i’ve been here just without any ideas sigh

@iluvvme JUST FOR FUN, LIKE I WONT ACTUALLY SCRIPT IT, I JUST WANNA FOR FUNSIES 🤷🏻☹️

i have the most toe-curling, mouth frothing, eye-rolling-to-the-back-of-the-head, screaming, crying, sliding down the wall, banging my head against the wall, IRRESISTIBLE URGE to re-cast/give new face claims to the jackass crew for my dr.

guys pls request moodboards i’m desperate 💔

r we just gonna not talk about how there was a jackass reference in the song 2 movie ??