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Could we possibly get a bratty Knoxville with a possessive reader? Like the Bam one you wrote 😳

all yours [knoxville x f!reader]

desc: Your dear boyfriend gets a bit too flirty during an interview, whatever shall you do with him?

a/n: finally some knox stuff for you guys!! I've been slacking on knox fics so bad, sorry! but bottom knox lives in my head rent free sooo

warnings: smut, possessive behavior, light bondage, brat taming, unprotected sex, d/s dynamic, johnny calls reader ma'am and he gets called a good boy once

Everyone knew Johnny was a flirt, it was no secret, and you'd been quite tolerant of it, but even you had your limits. He'd been doing press for a new movie he was filming and during a particular interview, your boyfriend seemed to be more interested in the interviewer than the interview. She was absolutely gorgeous, there was no denying that, but the way his eyes raked over her body combined with the seemingly never ending string of compliments pouring out of his mouth made your blood boil. He looked over at you and you could see that he knew exactly what he was doing by that cocky grin plastered on his face, and he knew he was in trouble by the glare you gave him, only making his smile grow wider.

You didn't wait for him to wrap up the interview, heading to your shared hotel room instead, not wanting to make a scene in front of people. You lean on the desk in your room, collecting your thoughts, a million ideas running through your head while you thought of ways to teach your boyfriend a lesson. Lost in thought, you barely registered the click of the door opening, Knoxville walking in with that smug smile still on his face. "Hey, sweetheart." His southern drawl filled your ears as you turned to face him, arms crossed. He came closer, bending down to kiss you before a hand in his hair stopped him, tugging hard and making him groan lightly.

"Can't even kiss my girl?" His tone was dripping with faux confusion but that smile never left his face, looking at you through his bottom lashes, his head held in place by your firm grip, neck slightly bent back. "I don't think you deserve it." You couldn't hide the little smirk pulling at your lips, looking at him with an almost predatory gaze. You finally let go of his hair, shooting him a warning look telling him not to move as your hands drifted down his body. "I don't know where that mouth of yours has been." You said, your fingers slowly unbuckling his Knoxville belt.

You pushed him back onto the bed, pulling a surprised noise out of him, pulling the belt out of its loops as he fell back. He propped himself up on his elbows as he watched you crawl onto the bed, his deep brown eyes burning with lust. You straddled his lap, pushing him to lie down on the bed fully with a hand on his chest, before pulling both of his arms up above his head. You looped the belt around his wrists, tight enough so he couldn't wriggle out but not so tight as to cut into the skin.

"Now, what are you doin' that for?" He whined, pulling at his restraints, testing them. You could see right through his complaining, knowing he was enjoying being treated like this, or rather, you could feel it through his jeans. "Since you wanted to be greedy, you don't get to touch." You ran your hand down his chest, punctuating the last word by stopping right above his crotch. Another groan left his lips, rolling his hips up before you lifted yours up, denying him the contact. You loved the desperate look on his face, intent on making him suffer some more.

You got up off the bed, making a show of taking your clothes off. His eyes followed your every movement, your hands slowly running down your torso before pulling your shirt off, dropping it onto the floor next to you. Your hand dropped lower, unzipping your pants agonizingly slow, letting them fall down your legs. Your eyes locked onto Johnny's as you reached your hands behind your back, unhooking your bra. A desperate groan slipped from his mouth, those pretty brown eyes pleading. You smiled down at him as you hooked your fingers into the waistband of your panties, pulling the last bit of clothes covering you off your body.

"Cat got you tongue?" His whine made you chuckle, crawling back onto the bed, this time between his spread legs, your face hovering over his crotch as you unbuttoned his jeans, taking the pull of his zipper between your teeth. A breathy moan escapes Johnny's mouth as you unzip his jeans with your teeth teasingly, pushing your hands under his shirt and dragging your nails over his abs. You push his pants and boxers down, pulling his dick out and stroking it painfully slow, desperate little noises leaving his mouth.

"Please, ma'am." His voice was wrecked, and you'd barely touched him. "Please what, PJ?" You looked up at him through your eyelashes, taking in the desperate look on his face, his eyes glazed over with lust, mouth agape, trembling breaths slipping past his bite swollen lips. "I need you." The word need was dragged out, so whiney and needy it made you laugh before straddling his lap and lining yourself up with him.

Bracing yourself with a hand on his chest, you sank down slowly, a relieved moan leaving Johnny's mouth. "Fuck, thank you, ma'am." His words were like music to your ears as you started moving up and down, setting a slow rhythm, making sure his dick hit the right spot with every thrust. His breathing was ragged and you could see him straining against his restraints, desperate to touch you. "Only I can make you feel this good, isn't that right, PJ?" Your tone was teasing, with a hint of malice in it as you picked up the pace. "Yeah, fuck, yes ma'am, only you." You smiled down at him, reaching up to where his hands were tied above his head. "Good boy."

With those words, you unbuckled the belt, releasing his hands which were all over you in less than a second. He sat up, his hands touching every bit of skin he could and his lips attaching to your neck. He left open mouthed kisses all over your neck and chest, whispering thank you's into your soft skin. His hand snaked between your bodies, rubbing your clit, making your hips stutter and mess up your rhythm. His dick twitched inside you, both of you so close to orgasm, and you pulled him up into a searing kiss. You came together, moaning into each others mouths as he spilled inside you, both of you shaking from the intensity of your orgasms.

You collapsed on the bed, Johnny's arms wrapped around you as you bodies pressed together, still trying to catch your breath. "You don't have to piss me off to get fucked, you know that?" You asked, glaring at him. "But it's so much more fun this way." That smug smile was back, a little more tired and blissed out this time. You punched his arm lightly, a playful warning. He pulled you into a gentle kiss, pulling you closer to his body so you were pressed chest to chest.

"All yours, darling."

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I come to you on my knees… asking for a ryan dunn fic where he’s jealous and protective … im dying this is the only thing that will save Me

bite like a dog [ryan x f!reader]

desc: A guy flirts with you at the bar, and Ryan doesn't take too kindly to it

a/n: experiencing immense amounts of Ryan brainrot so I had to write this asap. angry Ry <33 it's a bit of a cliche situation but hope you like it!!

warnings: drinking, creepy flirting, semi graphic depictions of violence

It was your first time experiencing the glitz and glam of the LA party scene, or at least as much of it as a seedy club had to offer. Music flooded your ears as your eyes adjusted to the low light of the club, following your friends to a booth that was situated across from the bar. Ryan's arm was wrapped around your waist as you walked through the crowd, his grip seemingly tighter than usual, but you didn't think much of it as you all pilled into the little booth. No sooner had you sat down than Steve and Chris brought over a round of shots.

After that first round of shots, the alcohol kept coming, the table filled with empty glasses and beer bottles, covered in a sticky mix of liquor and beer. Your head was swimming, leaning on your boyfriend as you listened to the guys talk among themselves. "Hey, babe. can you go grab me another beer?" Your boyfriend's voice snapped you out of you little daze and it took you a moment to register what he said before getting up and heading towards the bar, leaving him to continue his conversation with the others.

You pushed your way through the crowd, finally making it to the bar, leaning on it as you waited for the bartender to finish the drink he was making before ordering. You felt someone slide in next to you, not paying it any mind. "Just one Blue Label, please." You said to the bartender, reaching for your purse before the person standing next to you put a five dollar bill down on the bar. "It's on me." The man smiled at you as the bartender took the money and handed you your beer, not giving two shits about who was pays.

"There's no need, here, let me pay you back." You said, handing him the money you'd just pulled out of your purse. "No, no, your company is all the pay back I need." He said, leaning into your personal space. "What's a pretty girl like you doing out alone?" You couldn't even retort to his previous comment before the question left his mouth, making you laugh a little at the corny pick up line, if you could even call it that. You could feel his eyes burning holes through your clothes, looking you up and down as he waited for your answer.

"I'm here with my boyfriend, actually." You said, trying to scoot away from him and get back to your group but a hand on your waist stopped you. "Oh? Well, I don't see him." The guy pulled you towards himself, clearly not caring about what you had to say, probably assuming you were just trying to find excuses to get away from him, which wasn't entirely wrong.

"How about you get your hands off her, bud?" That familiar voice calmed your nerves instantly. He sounded oddly calm, but you could hear the anger bubbling inside him, threatening to spill over any moment. "Is that the little boyfriend you were talking about?" The guy raised an eyebrow, looking Ryan over with a cocky expression, pulling you even closer instead of loosening his grip. "You're better off going home with me, sweetheart." And boom, there goes the eruption.

Ryan's fist connected with the guy's skull before you could even see him swing, the sound of bone hitting bone filling your ears over the music. They exchanged a few punches before Ryan grabbed him by the hair, smashing his head against the bar. The sound of bone on wood was worse than you could've ever expected and the guy looked more than done with the fight by the time the bouncers made their way to you. "Warned you, fucker." Ryan spat at him before getting dragged out of the bar by the bouncers, while you trailed behind them.

As soon as you were outside, you saw your boyfriend leaning against the brick wall, already surrounded by a cloud of smoke, examining his bruised and bloodied hands. "I know it's not the time but you look really hot right now." Your voice broke him out of his daze, making him laugh lightly. "Good to know." He said, reaching his hand out towards you, beckoning you closer. "Should let random creepy dudes hit on me more often, huh?" You joked, leaning on the wall next to him. He looked down at you with searing eyes, his arm wrapped possessively around your shoulders.

"Jeez, I'm joking! You're like an angry guard dog!" "So what if I am?"

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can't stop thinking about this comment I got on ao3 :')

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I have so many drafts that I can't seem to finish, I'm losing my mind :(

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Pleasure top Ryan x reader 👀

princess treatment [dunn x f!reader]

desc: Ryan takes care of you in his favorite way

a/n: don't know if this was what you wanted anon but the gods gave me a vision, so this is what you get! I haven't written in a while, might've lost my groove

warnings: smut, oral (f!receiving)

You'd come home after a long day at work, drained and wanting nothing more than to fall into your boyfriends arms. As soon as you were in the door, Ryan could see the exhaustion on your face, getting up to meet you halfway as you melted into him. "Long day, huh?" He asked, rubbing soft circles on your back. "You don't even know the half of it." You huffed out, burying your face into the crook of his neck.

"Let me take care of you." He picked you up. carrying you to your room. He set you down on the bed, kneeling above you and placing a gentle kiss on your lips as his hands moved down your body, peeling your clothes off slowly, making sure to caress every bit of exposed skin as he went. He sat up, soaking in the view before him. "You're gorgeous."

As soon as those words left his mouth, his lips were on yours again, hands wandering over your naked form. You melted into him, every touch making your skin feel like it was on fire. Your hands tangled in his golden locks, pushing him down gently which pulled a light chuckle out of him. His lips moved lower, trailing open mouthed kisses down your neck and chest.

His tongue swirled around your nipple, rolling the other one between his fingers. A soft moan slipped from your lips as he sucked it into his mouth, his beard scratching against your sensitive skin. You pushed his hair out of his face, his bright eyes meeting yours. He smiled up at you, his mouth still on your skin, and you ruffled his hair lovingly, a soft gesture in the midst of a heated moment.

He continued his journey down, peppering soft kisses across your stomach, fingers trailing your thighs. As he came dangerously close to your crotch, he hooked his arms under your legs, throwing them over his shoulders, his face now barely an inch from your pussy. His eyes met yours again, a gleaming smile painting his face before his mouth connected with your pussy.

His pace was slow, kissing it gently, the combination of saliva and your wetness making obscene noises which only turned you on more. His tongue darted out, licking long stripes down your lips and swirling around your clit. He reached his hands up to fondle your breasts, circling the nipples with his fingers. His soft lips wrapped around your clit, sucking gently as your grip in his hair tightened.

You could feel him smiling against you, proud of the effect he was having on you. His hands wrapped around your thighs again, holding you in place before shoving his tongue into you. You bucked your hips hopelessly, his strong arms holding you down as he fucked you with his tongue. The symphony of moans leaving your mouth was music to Ryan's ears, encouraging him to keep going.

One of his hands left your thigh to rub fast circles on your clit as he kept his pace up, making you see stars. You looked down at him, only to see him already looking up at you with sparkling eyes. The image of your boyfriend's face buried between your legs pushed you over the edge, moaning out his name as you came on his tongue.

Your body went slack and his lips finally disconnected from your pussy, sitting up and wiping his face with his hands before placing a loving kiss on your lips. You could feel the wetness on his beard as it scratched your chin, but you didn't mind.

"Feelin' any better now, princess?"

You just smiled, nodded and pulled him down onto the bed next to you. He wrapped you up in his arms, holding you tight as you both drifted off to sleep. What an amazing end to a shitty day.

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the drug you can't deny [jimmy pop x gn! reader]

desc: there's a party at Castle Bam and a new musician friend of Bam's catches your eye

a/n: inspired by the anon that asked for jimmy hcs!! cocky jimmy back at it again. I was writing this with the idea of an age gap with reader being around bam's age, so like a 5-6 year age gap but if you're not into that, just ignore it, it's not mentioned anywhere.

warnings: smoking, drinking, suggestive content, shotgunning

The Castle was packed, loud bass thumping through the walls and the ground almost shaking from the stampede of people running around the house. Phil and Ape were out of town, so Bam, still mentally a teenage delinquent, decided to throw a party and invite half of the state. You weren't going to complain though, free alcohol is free alcohol.

Pushing your way through the crowd, you searched for your friends, not paying any mind to the new faces around you. You notice Dico and Raab sitting on the couch and just as you were about to make a bee line towards them, a familiar hand gripped yours, pulling you in the opposite direction. "Speak of the devil!" Even though you were slightly annoyed that Bam had stopped you, you couldn't resist entertaining him when he looked at you with that beaming smile. "Jimmy, this is Y/n. Y/n, this is Jimmy. He's got this kickass band, Bloodhound gang, and he knows Ville and-"

"Nice to meet you, Jimmy." You said, finally cutting off your best friend's ramblings. You could've sworn the guy, Jimmy, looked you up and down the moment you were in his line of sight, but you chose to ignore it, giving him a friendly smile. "Likewise." He said with a little smirk playing on his lips and a glint in his eye that you couldn't quite read. "I'm gonna go talk to the guys, catch you later!"

Jimmy's eyes followed you as you made your way through the crowd, ignoring whatever Bam was rambling about now. You sat down next to Raab, pushing yourself into his and Dico's heated argument over what the best Wawa order is. You checked out of the conversation as your thoughts started drifting to Jimmy, and so did your eyes. You didn't realize you were staring until his eyes met yours, a cocky smile spread across his face. You averted your gaze, suddenly feeling flustered.

"I need a drink." You announced to your friends as you got up, walking towards the kitchen in hopes of getting a moment to yourself. The kitchen was surprisingly calm compared to the rest of the house, filled only with mountains of bottles, some empty, some not.. You picked up a few, pouring an absolutely diabolical concoction into your cup to calm your nerves. Just as you were about to take a sip, you felt someone walk up behind you, caging you against the counter with their body. You turned around, an unamused expression on your face, expecting to see Bam or Novak.

"Hey." The word dripped from Jimmy's mouth like syrup, accompanied by a cloud of smoke spilling from his lips. His hand was on the counter, dangerously close to your hip, while he plucked the cigarette from his mouth, holding it out to you. There was something about him that made you feel like a little schoolgirl, your usual confidence melting away under the heat of his gaze. You took the cigarette from his hand, bringing it to your lips and taking a drag, before giving it back to him.

"Want a drink?" You gestured to the bottles you'd just used, trying to appear unaffected by his presence and the heat of his body so close to yours. "I came here for you, actually." His tone was playful, overconfident, and at that moment you knew he knew exactly the effect he was having on you. "Bam sent you to find me or somethin'?" Your gaze fell from his eyes, you couldn't bare the feeling of him seeing right through you, as if the lack of eye contact was going to help.

He chuckled, bringing the cigarette to his mouth again and inhaling as his hand finally moved from the counter to your hip, pulling you towards him. Before you could react, his lips were on yours, smoke flowing from his mouth to yours as your lips moved in tandem. Your hands gripped at his shirt, trying to pull his closer as the kiss got sloppier, more desperate. The edge of the counter was digging into your back as he pinned you against it, caging your body with his.

Suddenly, Bam's voice boomed over the music, calling for Jimmy. He pulled away, giving you an apologetic smile before dropping the butt of his cigarette in the sink. He fumbled with his pocket, pulling out another cigarette and handing it to you before snatching your cup from the counter. "Promised I'd get him a drink." He explained, turning on his heels and leaving you standing stunned in the kitchen.

Just as you were about to light the cigarette he gave you, you noticed black writing on it. His phone number. You'd be lying if you said it didn't make you giddy. You pocketed it, praying to every god that it was the only one in the pack with his number on it, that he'd written it specifically for you. You knew you'd be calling in a few days, eagerly awaiting another meeting with Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali.

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could u PLEASE write hcs/ story about jimmy pop dating a girl who’s like of the cky/ viva la bam persuasion? Like she was in the cky movies or whatever and now she’s dating jimmy ❤️ lots of love, ur writing is bomb

a/n: oh I've been waiting for this one! I love writing for Jimmy so much and this gave me inspo for another fic so thank u sm anon. could be read as gn!reader as well

jimmy pop + cky gf hcs

literally the funniest couple ever (so much banter)

calls you his favorite groupie

most guys would be concerned when their girlfriend fucks up a stunt but jimmy? he laughs his ass off every time you get hurt

"I don't think they got that, you should go again" "fuck you jimmy"

so much pda it's disgusting

he will literally shove his tongue down your throat in public, he does not care

will basically dry hump you every time you bend over

"you two are fucking disgusting" - all of your friends on any given day

being in bhg's music videos!

going to all of his PA shows

so secure in your relationship neither of you get mad when someone flirts with you

"why'd you reject her!" "because I'm with you?" "but she was hot!"

a bunch of your inside jokes making it into his songs <3

doing his "gay voice" when giving you compliments

hitting on you constantly even though you're together

"are you a baker? because those buns are hot!" "we're breaking up"

suddenly having not one but two groups of men trying to annoy you 24/7

"you are NOT making my boyfriend kiss vito" "but it'd be funny :("

truly one of those "best friends first, partners second" relationships

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pegging steve-o because we all know that man likes it up the crack

spread out [steveo x afab!reader]

desc: Steve O might not want a toy car up his ass, but you've got something he does

a/n: anon I love you, this was such a fun prompt! it's kind of short, sorry for that but I <3 it, weirdly sweet fic actually

warnings: smut, pegging, anal fingering, kind of fluffy and cute idk

Your body felt like it was on fire. You didn't know if it was due to the summer heat or your boyfriend's hands running down your body as you sat in his lap, lips dancing gently against his. You haven't moved from that position for god knows how long, enjoying your lazy makeout session, feeling his dick harden against your ass, lightly grinding back on it. He groaned into your mouth, pulling you closer by your waist. You knew he was getting desperate, little noises leaving his mouth as he tilted his hips for more friction.

"Fuck me?" It's what you'd been waiting to hear, his voice dripping with want from his kiss swollen lips. "Anything for you, babe." You planted another soft kiss to his lips before getting up, intertwining your fingers with his as you led him to the bedroom. He stripped down, settling on the bed as you rummaged through the closet, pulling out the supplies you'd be needing. You set everything down on the bed before taking your clothes off.

"Wanna put it on me?" You asked, handing him the strap on, letting wrap the harness around your hips, running his fingers over your skin gently. You bent down to kiss him, a firm hand on his chest pushing him down on the bed as you crawled over him, positioning yourself between his spread legs. Reaching back to the edge of the bed, you grabbed the bottle of lube you set down earlier, squeezing some onto your fingers.

Your fingers teased his rim, circling it before pushing one in, a soft sigh leaving your boyfriend's mouth. Your movements were methodical, spreading him out slowly. A wanton moan rang out in your ears as you added another finger, scissoring them inside him. You pressed down on the bundle of nerves that made him squirm, riling him up a little before pulling out completely. You took the little bottle again, coating the strap with lube.

You pushed his legs up so his knees were pressed to his chest, lining up with his ass as you pushed in slowly, pulling needy moans out of him. He sighed as you bottomed out, satisfied with the feeling of being filled. You started moving slowly, pulling out almost completely before slamming back into him. You bent down to kiss him again, silencing his moans as the new angle only made you go deeper.

You could cum just from seeing him like this, lean muscle tightening from pleasure, his mouth hanging open as a symphony of noises escaped it, eyes dazed, filled with love and lust as he looked up at you. His cock was pressed to his abs, rock hard and almost purple from the amount of blood rushing through it. One of your hands dropped from his leg, wrapping around his cock instead. His moans only got louder, signaling that he was quickly approaching his brink.

You pushed into him hard, angling yourself so that your strap would hit his prostate with every thrust, the hand on his dick matching your tempo. He gripped the sheets, biting his lip so he wouldn't scream, overwhelmed with pleasure. "Cum for me, Stevie." That's all it took for him to break, shooting white ropes over his stomach, and you wished you could feel him tighten around the strap. You kept stroking him through his orgasm, watching him come down from his high.

You felt his arms wrap around you, pulling you down so you were lying on his chest. You yelped, making him laugh as he kissed down your neck. "I love you." He mumbled between kisses, making you giggle. "I love you too, Steve."

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can you make a bratty sub!bam x dom!reader smut where they have been mad at each other all day but one of them finally snaps and they make up? its okay if not but could you maybe add slapping in it :p thank you 🙏

treat me like there's no hell [bam x gn!reader]

desc: Bam seems to have forgotten who he belongs to, so you remind him

a/n: bratty Bam >>> got interrupted a bunch while writing so idk how much sense the whole thing makes but hope you enjoy anon! possessive reader whooooops!! reader and Bam do not know how to communicate properly

warnings: smut, arguing, slapping, teasing, edging, degradation, jealousy, use of the word whore (like three times)

You were pissed. You'd come to LA to spend time with your boyfriend, who'd been away for ages filming, just to listen to him complain about Tremaine from the moment you landed. His bad mood soured your own, snapping at each other the whole day. But this was the last straw. You'd arrived at the hotel bar mere minutes after the Jackass crew, only to see your dear boyfriend flirting with some D list celebrity hanging off his arm. "Pretty boy in trouble?" That familiar southern drawl snaps you out of your one-sided staring contest, noticing that you've been staring down your boyfriend less subtly than you'd thought. A deep hum leaves your throat, your lips pressed together angrily, making PJ laugh. "Go easy on him!" You hear him yell after you as you made your way towards Bam, yelling back a "No chance!"

"Hey, babe! This is-" You didn't care, for them or anything Bam had to say. You grabbed his arm, pulling him up forcefully. "Hi, nice to meet you. Sorry, I have to steal him away from you for a bit." The words left your mouth faster than you thought they could, a fake smile plastered across your face as you pulled your boyfriend out of the bar, pushing him into an elevator.

"The fuck is wrong with you?" He snapped at you while you were fumbling for the key to the room you two shared. "I could ask you the same thing." He had the audacity to look at you with genuine confusion, making you see red right as the ding of the elevator signaled that you were so close to your destination. You pulled him down the hallway, unlocking the door of your room swiftly and pushing him in. The force made him trip over his feet, falling to the floor, catching himself so his head doesn't hit the hardwood. "Have you gone fucking psycho?"

He tries to get up, his attempt quickly curbed by your palm falling flat on his cheek, making his head spin, losing balance again. Your hand tangles in his hair, keeping him in place as you examine the angry red mark you left on his pale face. His mouth was agape, sharp little breaths slipping past his pink lips, but there was still a defiant glint in his crystal blue eyes. "Have you been trying to piss me off all day or does that just come naturally to you?" You were staring daggers down at him, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. "I mean, I do get paid for being an asshole."

Another slap rings out, both of his cheeks now painted an angry red, his face stinging. His eyes were glazed over, the snarkiness gone from his face, and as your eyes drifted down his body, you could see the bulge in his tight jeans. "You're such a whore." Your words seem to go straight to his dick, but that little bit of defiance still left in him gave him the courage to shake his head, as much as he could with the iron grip you still had on his hair. "Oh, you are. Whoring yourself out to anyone who looks at you."

"You're jealous." He says almost gleefully, the cogs in his head finally turning enough for him to realize why you were mad at him.

"I'm not jealous, you're just mine."

His eyes closed for a moment, his breathing ragged. You let go of his hair, taking a step back. "Take your clothes off and get on the bed." You sat on the bed with your back against the headboard as you watched him strip before crawling onto the bed. You maneuver him so he's sitting between your spread legs, his back pressed against your chest.

Your fingers ghost against the inside of his thigh, dangerously close to his dick, but never quite reaching it. You ran your other hand along his ribs, tracing his tattoo, feeling the goosebumps rise on his skin. The touches were feather light, barely there, and you knew it was driving him crazy. Your breath ghosted against his neck, lips barely touching his skin. He was getting more and more impatient, body bucking into every touch, trying to make it last longer, to feel it better, but you'd just move your hand away until he settled back against your chest.

"Please." He whine out, head lolling back onto your shoulder. "Please what, Bam?" Your lips brush against his ear, making him shudder again. "Please touch me." He sounded so desperate, his voice weak and frustrated. You hummed, moving your hand to rest on the dip between his hip and his thigh, so close but not touching. "Do you think you deserve it?" He keened, a pathetic little "no" leaving his lips, swollen from how much he'd been biting them.

"Good answer." It's mocking, mean, yet you wrap your hand around him, thumb circling the head, spreading precum around the tip. He writhing in your grip, desperate for more, but he knew better than to move without your permission. Your hand moved up and down agonizingly slow, each tug pulling a new little noise out of your boyfriend. His body tenses up, muscles going taut. And you stop. Your hand moves away from his dick, leaving him bucking up into nothing.

He grabs your wrist, trying to pull your hand back. "Please, I'll be so good, please." Oh, how you loved hearing him beg. You kept your hand away from his crotch, wanting to hear him beg a little longer. "Apologize." The king of MTV, Bam Margera, does not apologize. He whined again, knowing you wouldn't touch him anymore if he didn't listen. "'m sorry" He mumbled, turning his head away from you as he did. "What'd you say?" Your lips pulling into a sly smile, knowing you had him cornered. It was either his ego or his orgasm, neither of which he was happy to let go.

"I'm sorry." He finally spoke, louder this time, after a minute of silence. It wasn't enough though, not for you. "What are you sorry for?" He groaned when he realized you weren't going to let him have it that easily. There was another beat of silence before he spoke again. "For bein' a dick today." You hummed, wrapping your hand around his cock, not moving. "And?" His chest rose with a deep breath, the heat of your hand fogging up his brain. "Bein' a whore."

"That's right." You cooed, biting his jaw lightly as your hand started moving, faster than before. His little whimpers only spurred you on, speeding up. You felt him tense up, so close to cumming and you stop, again, holding it by the base. "No, no, please, I said I'll be good. I'm being good, please." He sounded wrecked, his hips twitching up uselessly as you held them down with your free hand. "Look at me, Bam."

He turned his head towards you, meeting your gaze for the first time since he'd sat down in your lap. "You're mine. Only I get to see you like this, only I get to make you feel like this. No one else gets to touch you. Isn't that right, angel?" A ragged breath left his lips, cowering under your intense gaze. "Fuck, yeah, only yours." You smiled, connecting your lips in a sloppy wet kiss as your hand started moving again.

It didn't take long for Bam to cum all over your hand and his own stomach, moaning your name into your mouth. He curled up into you, whispering a string of love you's and all yours' into your neck, pressing little open mouthed kisses all over it. "You did so well." Your ran a hand through his hair and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. "I'm sorry I got mad at you, sweetheart."

"I'm sorry I made you mad." His voice was soft, still somewhat wrecked as he nuzzled closer to you. "That was hot though." You felt him smile against your neck, reverting back to his usual cocky self. "Oh my god, you're insatiable." You laugh, pulling him into another kiss. "What!? Can I not like being slapped around a little?" He countered, laughing along with you as you both settled on the bed, too lazy to take a shower.

"Should make you jealous more often."

"Don't even think about it."

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tongue tied pt. 2 [bam x jenn x jimmy]

part 1

desc: jenn and jimmy teach bam yet another important skill

a/n: more people liked it than I expected hello did I hit a niche?? oh cocky jimmy and sub bam <33 and jenn just being hot, as always <3

warnings: weird relationship dynamics!!, threesome, blowjobs, facefucking, jimmy pop's canonically small dick, dacryphilia, d/s dynamics, under negotiated kinks, light objectification, whoops there's a cum kiss sorryyy

"He can't shut up about it, you know." Jenn leaned on the bar next to Jimmy, talking directly into his ear.

"'Bout what?" Jimmy questioned, even though he knew exactly what she was talking about.

"Sucking your dick." She said it so matter-of-factly, as if she were talking about the weather.

He hummed, eyes searching for Bam around the bar, until they finally settled on the young man surrounded by the CKY guys, his arms flailing as he talked.

"You should come back to the castle with us tonight." She pressed her body closer to Jimmy's, finally making him drop his gaze from Bam to her.

"You really wanna watch your boyfriend blow a guy?" He wrapped an arm around her waist, a cocky smirk plastered on his face as he felt a familiar set of eyes boring through them at their little display.

"You have to admit he looks good on his knees." Jenn seem to feel that intense gaze as well, burying her face in the crook of his neck, a hand placed on his chest. "And I like the way he listens to you."

Another satisfied hum left his throat before he looked up to meet those clear blue eyes, darkened by a mix of jealousy and lust. He tilted his head, motioning towards the door and mouthing "let's go", watching Bam fumble for his keys, making up some lame excuse to the others before running out the door. Jimmy dropped a few bank notes on the counter, pulling Jenn along as they left the bar.

"Give Jenn the keys." Jimmy said before Bam could say anything, the couple looking at him confused.

"Why?" The younger man asked, lost as to what Jimmy was playing at.

"Because I said so." He was on a high as he watched them both oblige without further questions, opening the door to Bam's Bentley, motioning for him to get in with an overexaggerated bow. As he sat down in the back with the younger man, he made eye contact with Jenn in the rear view mirror, the glint in her eyes confirming that she knew exactly what he was doing.

"A little birdie told me you've been thinking about me." His tone was teasing as he stared down the skateboarder who seemed to curl up into himself. He set a firm hand on the younger man's thigh, silently ordering him to stay in place. "Is that true, Bam?" He dropped his voice when saying his name, knowing what it would do to him.

"Yeah." He breathed out. The air of dominance around Jimmy was suffocating, his only response to Bam's admission being a low hum. Bam's breath caught in his throat, unable to speak as Jimmy's hand moved higher. He sought comfort in his girlfriend's gaze in the rear view mirror, only to be met by mischievous smiling eyes. "Tell him what you told me." Jenn's eyes moved back to the road, foot pressing a little harder on the gas, wanting to get them both in the bedroom as soon as possible.

"Yeah, tell me." Jimmy prompted, equally as impatient as Jenn, his jeans starting to feel tighter already.

"I wanna suck your dick."

"That's not what you said." Jenn sing songed, making her boyfriend roll his eyes despite the blush spreading across his cheeks.

"Fine, I want you to fuck my mouth. Make me choke on it. Cum down my throat and make me swallow it." The frustration and embarrassment in his voice was apparent, even though he sounded somewhat confident, sure of what he wanted, staring straight into the other man's eyes. Jimmy's cock twitched, and it was Bam's turn to feel cocky for having an effect on the older man.

Their little interaction was cut short by the car coming to a halt. They scrambled up the steps, none of them even attempting to hide their eagerness as they ran into the couple's room. The position they found themselves in was similar to last time, only Jimmy and Jenn had swapped places, and this time, Bam fell to his knees without being told to.

He was kneeling with his hands in his lap, waiting for orders, expectantly looking up at the two figures above him. "Why don't you show me how Jenn usually does it, hm?" Jimmy leaned back slightly on his arms, spreading his legs further. "Pervert." Jenn huffed out, lightly slapping his thigh, feigning offense.

Bam kissed Jimmy's clothed crotch, hands running over his thighs, before biting the pull of his zipper lightly, pulling it down. "Oh, that's filthy." Jimmy groaned, throwing his head back, hearing Bam giggle before going back to kissing his still clothed cock gently. Jenn dropped her hand down, pulling his dick out of his pants, holding it while Bam licked the tip tentatively.

"Open your mouth." Jimmy commanded, voice low, his grey eyes piercing through Bam as he obeyed, lips parting. Before he could slip his dick past the soft pink lips, Jenn's hand tangled in Bam's hair, pushing him down forcefully. Despite Jimmy's dick not being big enough to reach the back of his throat, he gagged around it, tears collecting at the edges of his eye as his beloved girlfriend used him like a cocksleeve for one of his best friends. The thought made him moan, the vibrations making Jimmy buck up into his mouth, making him gag again.

Putting a hand on Jimmy's cheek, Jenn turned his head to catch his mouth in a searing kiss as she held Bam in place, his nose pressed against the older man's pelvis. He licked across the shaft, still sucking absentmindedly, focused on the action above him. His eyes were starting to water, his eyeliner running down his face in streaks. When their lips disconnected, Jimmy looked down at Bam, looking like a cheap yet insanely attractive hooker.

"Already crying? I haven't even fucked your face properly yet." He cooed, punctuating the word yet by tangling his own hands in the dark locks, holding the younger man in place as he thrust in roughly. He set an unrelenting pace, ignoring the little choking sounds and whimpers coming from Bam's mouth.

Jenn slipped down from her position on the bed to kneel behind her boyfriend, pressing soothing kisses to his back as she unzipped his pants. Her warm hand wrapping around his painfully hard dick caused him to moan around the dick in his mouth, his eyes rolling back at the overwhelming mix of sensations.

It didn't take long for Jimmy to cum, watching spit and tears coat Bam's pretty face, his lips swollen red and his clear blue eyes glued to the singer. He held his head down, filling the skateboarder's mouth with a growl. "Open your mouth and don't swallow." There was a threat hidden somewhere in those words, forcing Bam to do as he was told through the haze of his own approaching orgasm.

Jimmy watched as Bam struggled not to swallow, cum pooling on his tongue, making his moans sound garbled as Jenn stroked his dick faster. His body went taut, cum spilling over his girlfriend's hand, moaning desperately.

"Kiss him."

A self satisfied smile spread across Jimmy's face as he watched the couple, on their knees, making out with his cum passing between their lips. He could really get used to this.

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anytime you want to post mean dico i will be right there omg love your writing

aaa thank u sm! everyone loves mean dico lol!

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so many good requests and so little time

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thinking about getting someone to beta read my stuff so I don't hate everything I write when I post it hhhhh idk

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god bless you for writing for dico this place was in dire needs of some dico love <3333

having said that I need more of him being bratty and meannnn

always right [dico x f!reader]

desc: you and dico are friends with benefits, and the benefits are that he gets to bully and fuck you

a/n: jackass tumblr is experiencing extreme (mean) dico brainrot lol so I have to be the supply for this demand, hope y'all like it! love writing dico, I want him so bad it makes me look stupid. btw eating ice cream cake while writing >>>

warnings: smut, teasing, masturbation, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, degradation kink, dico being a bastard, little bit of overstimulation

"You're such a slut." Dico's breath tickled your ear, standing behind you while you watched Bam and Raab run shopping carts into walls. "What?" You asked, ignoring the blood rushing to your cheeks, not turning to meet his gaze. "You know exactly what I'm talking about." You did, of course you did, but why would you admit that to him? You heard his cocky grin in his words even though you couldn't see his face, and you refused to fall into his little trap. "Cat got your tongue?" It sounded like his smile somehow grew even wider, your defiance making the whole ordeal more fun for him.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." You retort, still refusing to look at him, or dignify him with any kind of major reaction. "Mm, so that's a normal reaction to being called a useless bitch?" His tone was condescending, repeating the words that made you rub your thighs together earlier that day while filming. Your cheeks were red now, breath hitching in your throat. He laughed cruelly, satisfied with your reaction. "Thought so."

That night you find yourself in his bed, again. You were lying next to each other, naked, lips swollen, exchanging violent kisses. "You were such a fucking dick today." You said between kisses, making him laugh. "I'm always a dick." He bites your lower lip hard, as if to prove his point, hands moving down your body. "You can't do that in front of people, Bran."

"No one would notice if you didn't react like that." He placed his hand on your pussy as if he was going to push his fingers into you but he just rested it there, making you squirm impatiently. "See, that's what I'm talking about. You're so easy." His words were laced with fake sympathy, his self satisfied smirk betraying him. "Am not."

"Oh yeah?" He took your words as a challenge, per usual, barely dipping his fingers into you, pulling away when your hips moved upwards to get his fingers deeper. "Come ooooon" You whine, hearing him giggle in your ear as he moves his fingers teasingly, barely touching you. "Just admit I'm right."

"Fuck you, I'll do it myself then." You swat his hand away, sliding two fingers into yourself, fucking yourself with your fingers. Dico chuckles, his lips almost touching the shell of your ear. "You know it doesn't feel nearly as good as when I do it." His voice dropped an octave, and you nodded dumbly, fingers still moving in and out of your pussy.

"Just say I'm right and I'll make you feel so good." He drew out the last two words, hand moving to rest over yours while you kept fucking yourself with it. Despite the heat of his hand so close to where you wanted it to be, you shook your head, determined to get your way for once. He tsked at your defiance, nibbling at your ear, making goosebumps rise on your skin. "Oh, Dico, you're always right, please finger fuck me." His voice was mocking, an exaggerated high pitched tone.

"Shut up." You gritted through your teeth, even though you were so close to repeating his words. The hand that was resting on top of yours pushed, making your fingers go deeper, finally pulling a moan out of you. "See, can't even make yourself feel good without my help." He was so proud of himself, smiling against your neck deviously. "Maybe you need my help saying it too, huh? Maybe you're just that dumb." His words made you whine and buck up into your own hand, the little self control you still had quickly slipping away. "C'mon, repeat after me. 'Dico, you're always right.'"

"Fuck you, you're always right." You said, frustrated and desperate, as you pulled your fingers out, waiting for him to make good on his promise. "Hm, close enough." He hummed before pushing his fingers deeper into you than you ever could, a pathetic moan leaving your mouth at the stretch. His fingers were longer, thicker, and though you hated to admit it, he knew your body better than you did.

"Doesn't that just feel so much better?" He asked despite knowing the answer, curling his fingers inside you. You couldn't do anything but moan, his skilled hands making your mind go blank and your body melt into his. He pressed kisses to your sensitive neck as he fucked you with his fingers mercilessly, making you squirm in his arms. You moaned his name loudly, nails digging into his back as you came on his fingers.

His movements didn't cease even as your body shook and twitched, overstimulated. "Bran, stop, I-" He cut you off, not letting you finish your sentence. "You can take it." His fingers slipped out of you soon enough and he flipped you onto himself by your hips. You were straddling his lap now as he positioned you over his dick before pushing you down on it. You moaned in unison, yours desperate and overstimulated, his relieved.

He fucked up into you, every thrust pulling a whimper out of your already fucked out body as he used you to chase his own high. You felt the pleasure build up in your stomach again, muscles tightening around him, making his breathing unsteady. He lost his tempo quickly, movements becoming sloppy as he grabbed your hips to pull you down fully on his cock. The feeling was too much for you, a yelp leaving your mouth as you came, the tightening of your pussy pushing him over the edge.You collapsed onto his chest, feeling it rise and fall quickly, his breaths uneven.

"I fucking hate you."

"No, you don't."

"Yeah, you're right."

"Always am."

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I love seeing how different the audiences are on here and on ao3 because my most popular fic here isn't more popular than the others by much, but on ao3? it has literally over double the hits than the others

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tongue tied [bam x jenn x jimmy]

desc: jimmy teaches bam how to eat pussy

a/n: this is the fic I said no one but me would enjoy and I fully believe that but it's been in my head for literal days. Inspired by the many bloodhound gang songs about oral. weirdly enough, in a fic about eating out a woman, Jenn is kind of not important here, it's a very Jimmy centric fic.

warnings: oral sex, cucking sort of maybe, d/s dynamics, under negotiated kinks, very weird relationship dynamics

Jimmy was, what he would call, a proud pussy connoisseur. Contrary to the usual rockstar stereotype, he loved making his partners cum more than he cared about his own release. It made him feel powerful, the feeling of a woman shaking under him, moaning out his name as she desperately dug her nails into his skin or pulled his hair. And what he loved most of all was feeling the wetness spread across his lips, lapping it up with his tongue until he had them squirming from overstimulation.

So when Jenn joked about how Bam could learn something from him after one of Bloodhound gang's shows, he offered to teach him without a second thought. Jenn agreed, intrigued by the prospect, while Bam looked unsure, embarrassed by his own lack of experience but weirdly turned on by the idea. And that's how they found themselves in Bam and Jenn's room, Jenn sitting at the edge of their bed naked, her legs spread, Bam kneeling between them, shirtless, while Jimmy stood next to them, leaning on the bed, the only one fully dressed, nursing a beer in his hand.

Bam looked at him expectantly, those pretty blue eyes begging for instructions, an embarrassed flush across his face. Jimmy loved seeing him like this, not in control for once in his life, and the thought of the MTV star obediently surrendering to his words sent his ego soaring and blood flowing to his dick. "Warm her up a bit." He said, taking a sip of his beer as he watched Bam press gentle kisses to the inside of his girlfriend's thighs, moving up slowly, fingers tracing her soft skin. Jenn ran a hand through his hair, silently praising him, looking almost like an owner petting their dog and Jimmy had to hide his smile behind his beer can.

Jimmy's eyes met Bam's again, the younger man's lips inching closer to his girlfriend's pussy, unsure of what to do next. "Kiss it." He commanded, his voice low, watching Bam obey immediately, still looking up at him. "Again." And he did, hearing Jenn let out a sigh, smiling against her and looking up to meet her half lidded eyes, before his eyes locked back on Jimmy. "Again." They kept going like that until Jimmy was satisfied with the desperate noises Jenn was making and the wet sound of Bam's kisses. He smiled, the thought of the younger man paying attention to him rather than his own girlfriend while eating her out made him feel like a god.

Jimmy finally moved from his position above the couple, slipping onto the bed behind Jenn, legs spread, pulling her up onto his lap. Bam stared up at them, mouth agape and dick growing ever harder, as Jenn turned her head to kiss Jimmy, not caring that her boyfriend was watching, while Jimmy teasingly ran his hands up her spread thighs. When they pulled away from the kiss, Jimmy looked down at Bam's flushed face, eyes flitting down to his painfully hard dick before meeting his eyes again. "Watch and repeat Bambam."

Jimmy's fingers fell between Jenn's legs, slowly moving his finger up and down, sliding through the wetness and spit before pulling it away, a frustrated noise leaving Jenn's mouth, quickly replaced by one of pleasure as Bam's tongue mirrored the older man's actions. "Keep going until I tell you to stop." Bam nodded, his head between their legs, lapping at his girlfriend's pussy. He felt his hair being pulled lightly, a trail of spit still connecting his lips to her pussy, eyes moving up to see it was Jimmy's hand that was coaxing him away.

"Pay attention." His tone was harsh, waiting for Bam to do as he was told before pressing the pads of his finger to Jenn's clit, light moans leaving her mouth as he rubbed circles on it slowly, teasingly. A drawn out moan of his name made him smile against her shoulder, pulling Bam's head forward by his hair to replace his fingers with his tongue. The room was filled with sounds of Jenn's moans and Bam's tongue eagerly licking her clit, and it was like music to Jimmy's ears, hearing her moan out his name instead of Bam's, the younger man either not noticing or not caring.

"Suck it." The words made Bam dizzy, imagining Jimmy saying that in a similar position to the one they were in now, but without another body between them. He did as he was told, sucking his girlfriend's clit, her moans getting higher and louder, body pressing to Jimmy's chest as her hips rocked forward to meet Bam's mouth. Jimmy pressed gentle kisses along her neck and jaw, his hand moving between her and Bam, sliding two fingers into her while keeping the younger man in place with the hand still in his hair, encouraging him to keep going as their movements made Jenn's body go taut, cumming on Jimmy's fingers, her juices dripping down her boyfriend's chin.

As she collected herself, she got off Jimmy's lap, lying down on the bed next to them, fucked out. Bam was still kneeling between Jimmy's spread legs, looking up at him with dazed blue eyes, when Jimmy slipped his wet fingers into his mouth. Jimmy couldn't hide the wicked smile that was spreading across his face as he watched Bam obediently clean his fingers, face glistening from spit, lips puffy, cock still hard in his pants.

"Next time, we should teach him how to suck dick." Jenn giggled, and neither man showed any sign of disagreement.

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have a fic idea that no one other than me will enjoy and I do not care