𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑’𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊

when ms crawly returns from calaways house, her car that she’s renting is like all jacked up and she says smth along the lines of “i returned it with a full tank of gas” like the first stunt they pulled in the jackass movie 👍🏼

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

these pics of jk aren’t seen as much as they should be

OMG????!!!! THANK YOU 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

Any of the jackass guys x male reader?

We don't really have much rep. If you can do that then thank you!!!

Hi, I’m so sorry to disappoint but I don’t take requests or write much really! And I also don’t write male reader (at least at the moment since I hardly write in general) just due to my own personal lack of confidence in it.

However, I know @/knoxvilleforever has made some and @/cael9m made a museum date fic w bam I thought was super sweet. @/mallofbam has written for dico x male reader. I wish I could give more suggestions but I don’t read much male reader based content, but I 100% agree it lacks rep. I wish that every fandom member had a sufficient amount of content with readers representing them, because it’s such an important comfort to many. But I hope you’re able to find more fics perfect for you!

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.

…

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.

…

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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(n6me) back in LA…. what to do.??

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

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

FRANK A. IERO "YOUR FACE IS ALL I NEED TO STAY SANE."

it’s your city, i wanna be yours too.

summary: it’s late. its night. its new jersey. you’re in franks car because its romantic with a view of the city.

ⓘ gn! reader, not proofread, reader is from sf, 0.3k words

“ok, maybe i see why you like new jersey so much.”

you're in frank's hoodie, the ac is on anyway. your favorite cd is playing in the car's speaker, softly in the background so you can still hear his voice, and this is your peace. you look over at him, sighing out this defeat and waiting for his stupid laugh. "yes! i told you!" he giggles. "everyone sees it eventually." he points a finger with the same hand he holds his cup of coffee.

"keep it up and im taking it back." you roll your eyes, shaking your knee as your legs rest on his dashboard with your feet kicked up, boots on display. "i mean, who doesn't like a view of the city?"

"sure, bud. talk all the shit you want." he turns to you in this teasing way, scrunching his nose. there's a playful gasp, swatting his bicep. "you know what, it's actually not all that." you mutter into your can of arizona tea. immediately, frank sits up. "you can't take it back, you already said it!" his torso is completely turned.

"i can do whatever the fuck i want." you laugh, tickled at his reaction. the mood dies down after a bit, you both settle into the sounds of belleville. "it is pretty, though." you reclaim in this serious whisper. "i know." he sighs back.

"i wish you could see san francisco like this, though." you fix your throat and your posture. "all pretty and shit, i'd take you to see the golden gate, or downtown, or the pier." "yeah?" his voice is low and distracted, though you have his full attention. "mhm." you happily hum back.

"you'd take me to 'cali?" he asks with a smile, his winning smile, and turns over to you. "i'd take you anywhere." you're already looking at him.

you smile at each other for a minute, before he leans in, and you mirror him. it's all perfect, and you can't help but focus on the beat of you heart. you love everything so much. you love how his cologne fills you up, you love the warmth despite the windows down, you love the taste of your tea still lingering, you love the shitty lighting of the street lamp above, and you secretly love this town.

TMNT CHAT FIC 📁

*y/n added 4 people to the group-chat*

rae-rae: what is this

sk8er boi: it’s 3 am ??

y/n: so??

sk8er boi: k.

Da vinky 😦⁉️: are you guys still awakf

nerd 🥱👎🏼: typo

y/n: i’m not gonna take this from someone who don’t know how to spell

nerd 🥱👎🏼: ^^ coming from someone who once tried to spell “dont” as “doint”

y/n: MF.

rae-rae: LMFAO LOSER

sk8er boi: dang y’all noisy 🙁😢

y/n: stfu i heard ur wet dream like two days ago u ain’t slick 🤨

rae-rae: get his ass

Da vinky 😦⁉️: shut up raph, we heard yours too.

y/n: GET HIS ASS BFF

nerd 🥱👎🏼: YUH YUH

sk8er boi: 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

y/n: WAIR ITS 3:33 I GOTTA MAKE A WISH

nerd 🥱👎🏼: it’s 3:33 not 11:11?????? 🤨

y/n: STFU.

rae-rae: i wish that you would stfu

y/n: dies

sk8er boi: don’t die shawty … </3

Da Vinky 😦⁉️: what am i going to do with you guys.

nerd 🥱👎🏼: ig SOMEONES annoyed 🙄😒

Da Vinky 😦⁉️: me.

rae-rae: oh well stay annoyed

Da Vinky 😦⁉️: fuck you

y/n: LMFAO I HEARD FOOTSTEPS

y/n: the girls r fighting 😱😱‼️‼️

y/n: don’t worry raphie bae i’ll film it for u <33

sk8er boi: NO STOP BC I JUST HEARD LEOS DOOR OPEN

nerd 🥱👎🏼: WAIT SHIT

nerd 🥱👎🏼: NAH CUS I GOTTA SEE THIS

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Da Vinky 😦⁉️ = Leo

rae-rae = Raphael

nerd 🥱👎🏼 = Donnie

sk8er boi = Mikey

y/n did in fact, record the fight for raph.

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

ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ 𖥻 ִ ۫ ּ

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a johnny knoxville moodboard

qhen e u coming back thinking abr ur frank fic intensely

girl i’ve been here just without any ideas sigh