Can You Write Anything About Steve O And Like Dating Him? It Could Be Headcannons Or Like A Morning With

can you write anything about steve o and like dating him? it could be headcannons or like a morning with him kinda vibe

Mornings with Steve-O

A/n: OFC !

Warnings: none :)

Mornings with Steve-o were interesting

first off he moves a lot in his sleep and you cant tell me otherwise

don’t be surprised if his whole body is on top of you when you wake up LMFAO

Steve-o likes to sleep and he likes to he able to sleep in

Of course he wouldn’t be mad if you did wake him up to eat breakfast or watch something on tv but you never did (only occasionally to get him off of you)

DON’T LET ANYONE ELSE WAKE HIM UP THOUGH

Now when he’s actually up he looks over to see if you’re still in bed or if you’re already up

When you’re still laying beside him he plays with the ends of your hair and if you have longer hair he moves it out of your face

probably kisses your forehead and cheek until you wake up

if you’re laying on your stomach he definitely rubs your back gently

if you’re up making breakfast he wraps his arms around you and lays his head on your shoulder

making small talk bc he’s still waking up

“how’d you sleep?”

“Good. You?”

Eating and talking about plans later or just what he wants to do today

When he doesn’t have to go on set he stays next to you for as long as he possibly can

LOVVESS to spend time with you even if its as simple as sitting and watching tv

Will run errands with you and do whatever you want to do

When he does have to go, he brings you on set with him whenever possible

he likes when you can see what he does and have your eyes on him

(still tries to impress you)

“Alright i’m up. Watch me the whole time Y/n!”

he doesn’t get jealous of the others but he likes to kiss you and show you off in front of them

in like a look at my s/o :) kinda way

he’s a sweetheart fr

and id spend mornings with him any day

Picnic Date with Raab

summary: going on a date with your bf raab

Warnings: none pretty cheesy stuff

Friday mornings were usually more relaxing than Friday nights with the CKY guys. Y/n was constantly being dragged along by Raab and included in on the shenanigans. She loved nothing more than hanging out with him and watching him be stupid with his close friends.

“Get on with me Y/n!” He yelled from the couch with ski’s on the bottom. She just laughed and shook her head. Her plans of just watching from the side were ruined when Raab grabbed her arm and dragged her to the couch.

His arm was tightly wrapped around her waist holding them as they sled on the snow, both of them laughing til their sides hurt.

With Raab being so busy with Viva La Bam, he hasn’t taken much time to take her out on dates and spend some one on one time together other than watching tv before bed and in the morning.

It finally came to his attention that they haven’t had time together when Ryan made a harmless joke, “Shut up Raab, why don’t you go take Y/n out or something” Ryan was only pulling his leg because Raab was the only one with a girlfriend but it sparked an idea in his head. He spent the rest of the morning planning an afternoon and evening for the two of them.

Raab told her that they had to go to the store and pick up some things for the show because he lost the game of poker they were playing. Y/n wasn’t interested in going but after he insisted she go with him so he wouldn’t get bored, she agreed.

“I think you owe me one after this” She looked over at him smiling. He laughed loudly and continued to drive to the spot he had picked out for their surprise date.

“Chris, you passed the store” Y/n commented.

“Oh shit” He laughed “Its alright theres another one up here.”

He pulled into an empty parking lot and parked. They were at a park that was always empty. There was a dirt trail around the edges and grass for days in the middle, with trees everywhere. It was simple but pretty.

Raab got out and grabbed some things from the trunk, running to the middle of the grass.

“Chris! Wait up” She yelled after him.

When she finally made it to where he was, he had set up the blanket and picnic basket full of snacks. Raab even got her a bouquet of her favorite flowers.

Y/n sat beside him and smiled, “This is very nice, Chris”

“Sorry for not raking you out in so long. I hope this can make up for it.”

Y/n laughed and nodded, “It definitely does”

They sat on the blanket and ate. Talking about random things that came to their minds. New music, work drama, Bam. Everything. After a while they laid down in silence. Her head on his chest tracing it with her fingers and his hand behind his head and the other wrapped around her.

“I brought art stuff if you wanna paint?” He suggested and she sat up smiling, “Of course I do!” Y/n kissed his lips and pulled away.

Raab grabbed the canvases and paint from the basket and the two started painting in no time. He wasn’t much of an artist but Y/n was and he’d paint shitty art with her any day if it meant he got to hear her laugh at how bad his was.

“Is that a dog?” She asked as he showed her his work.

“No its a horse! I painted you a horse.” Y/n couldn’t contain the laugh that came out. She loved it.

“Ohh I see it now. Thats good!” She said catching her breath.

“Shut up” He smiled at her.

Y/n continued to paint hers. It was of Raab and the snowy tree behind him. As she squeezed more paint out of the bottle into the palette, it went all over the place. Getting on Raab’s shirt and jeans.

“Well now I gotta get you back” He sighed before grabbing some more colors and getting them on her.

“Chris!” She yelled grabbing the ugliest color she could reach and putting it in his hair.

They soon cleaned up their mess at the park and went back to Castle Bam completely covered in paint.

“What the hell happened to you two?” Bam asked

“Painting” Raab shrugged and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, going upstairs to shower.

im so in my Raab era and I lied about it

Possible smut of fluff between Bam and male reader or gender neutral?

stomach knots - bam x reader

male reader. requested.

note: of course i can do a male reader fic ♡ this is my first male x reader so i do hope that you enjoy it.

summary: bam and reader have a late-night, semi high heart to heart about the readers avoidance of him...

warnings: minor drug use (marijuana), no smut.

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the clock was nearing on one in the morning, you were lounged back on the couch with a joint in your hand, watching adult swim on cartoon network. it was just one of those nights. you were almost starting to fall asleep when you heard a knock coming from your front door, your head lifted from the couch as confusion settled in as you weren't expecting someone. especially not at this time of night.

you weren't entirely sure if you actually heard it or if it was came from the TV program that you had been watching. you reached over and placed the almost finished joint into an empty beer bottle, resting your head back down as you were sure it was nothing. until you heard the knocking once again, you were certain that it came from your door this time.

you got up from the couch, dragging your feet as you walked over to the door, grumbling to yourself about what kinda asshole knocks on someones door at this time of night unannounced. hearing yet another knock, this time much louder and persistent sounding, "alright, alright! im fucking coming, don't piss your pants." you shouted as you were unlocking the door and flicking on the porch light.

as you swung the door open, you were taken aback to see bam standing on your front porch. "hey man- what are you doin' here?" you questioned, feeling your stomach turn into little knots as you looked at him. "i can't sleep- you wanna hang out? i brought a couple of joints with me." he asked, a smile coming across his face as he pulled a ziploc bag out of his pocket.

you went outside with him, closing the front door behind you as you sat down on the steps with him. you couldn't help but notice that his knee was almost touching yours, which made your heart jump slightly and the knots in your stomach twist that little bit tighter. you watched him as he fished the joints and a lighter out of the ziploc, making your best effort to not stare at him.

he handed you one of the joints and placed the other between his lips before crumpling up the now empty bag and shoving it into the pockets of his black sweats. you had also placed yours between your lips, waiting for bam to be finished with the lighter.

"you know, i haven't seen you around much lately and... it kinda seems like you're avoiding me, or something." he muttered as flicked the lighter on and brought it to the end of the joint, holding it until it was lit. he turned his head towards you reaching his arm over to light the end of yours before putting the lighter into his pocket. you gave him a nod to indicate a 'thank you'. "so, what's the deal?" he questioned, exhaling the smoke into the late night air.

you inhaled some of the smoke, holding it in your lungs for a moment before exhaling. "im not avoiding you... just been busy, i guess?" you answered, giving him some lame ass excuse as to why you weren't around. you hoped that he wouldn't see right through the bullshit. "busy? busy doing what? sitting on your ass drinkin' and smokin' watching lame ass shit on TV?" he chuckled, nudging his shoulder into yours.

you put on a laugh as you looked out onto the quiet and empty street, fiddling with the joint that sat between your fingers. "i guess so." you answered and brought it back to your lips. you felt a sense of guilt come over you because in a way, you were avoiding him before. it wasn't completely intentional on your end but that didn't matter, it's what it was and you felt that you couldn't even tell him why, without fucking everything up. you loved him. not in a 'i love you, man' type of way but in a 'i really fucking love you' type of way. "if something is bothering you, man. you can talk to me." he told you, his voice sounding hopeful that you would just talk to him.

you nodded your head and finally turned your head to face him, playing a smile on your lips. "i know, bambi." you supposed, using the nickname that you called him in highschool, that he absolutely hated. he laughed and elbowed you in the rib. "don't call me that, asshole!" "that fucking hurt!" "don't be a baby. that did not hurt, it was a love tap more than anything." the two of you bickered, not being able to contain the grins that were plastered on both of your faces.

you watched as he laid down on the landing strip of the stairs, his shirt coming up just enough to see some of his toned stomach and the heartagram tattoo. his joint stayed between his lips as he laid back, his eyes looking up at the clouded night sky- that's when you caught yourself staring at him, again, and turned away to look into the street.

there was a silence between the two of you before you laid down besides him, keeping your head towards the sky. it remained silent for a couple more seconds before bam broke the silence- "hey, don't you think that cloud looks like a dick?" he asked through a laugh, pointing towards a cloud that really did look like a dick. you couldn't help but laugh too, fairly certain that the giggle fit had started settling in.

"that's a pretty big fuckin' cloud dick- it's got balls and everything." you replied, the two of you giggling like children. "it's almost as big as mine." bam laughed before finishing his joint, in the corner of your eye, you see him flick the butt of his joint into the bushes of your front yard and turn his head towards you. you felt his eyes on you and it made your heart jump into your throat- you turned your head to look at him, your eyes meeting his blue ones that seemed focused on you.

there was a certain look in them- one that you couldn't quite describe. you watched as his eyes scan over your face, his facing turning a little more serious as his eyes came back up to meet yours. you could sense that there was about to be a mood shift. "bam, what's wrong?" you asked him, a little concerned that he was about to have a bad high. he was quiet for an unnerving amount of time. "i dunno man, im just scared of losing you." he confessed to you, your eyebrows furrowing as you heard his words.

"what makes you think that you're going to lose me?" you questioned, wanting to understand where the statement came from. "because man- i feel like it's already started. you don't come around, hardly answer your fucking phone. we don't talk like we used to, i don't know what's up with you lately, we used to talk about everything." he expressed with a sadness in his tone.

you thought the conversation was over but it was evident that your absence from him was playing on his mind - perhaps for sometime, not just right now in this moment. the nervousness and guilt that subsided before, came raging back with his words. you wanted to tell him the truth- but you were scared. scared of damaging the friendship and scared of the truth getting out to everyone else. "i... bam, there's nothing up with me- there's just something's that i can't just tell people." you stated softly, seeing a frown come across his face.

"im not 'people', im your best friend, y/n." he said in a defensive tone. you pursed your lips together, your stomach felt incredibly knotted with nerves. "i know that, bam... it's just- that this is different. im terrified that you're not... going to think of me the same as before. it could change everything." your voice shaking as you spoke.

"i've known you since before you even had pubes on your ballsack- i know you better than anyone... it can't be that bad." he persisted and as he did, a lump grew in your throat. "what if im... not the person that you think i am?" you breathed, your breath shaking as you turned your head to look back up at the night sky. "dude, now you're scaring me- did you fucking kill someone or some shit?" he asked, letting out a nervous chuckle.

you shook your head and fought back tears. "i like someone..." you let out and you could hear him shift his body towards you. "that's it? you like someone? who is she?" he pressed. "bam- he's not a she..." "oh..." "yeah..." there was a long silence between the two of you, you picked at your finger nails just waiting for him to say something. anything. "well... is he someone i know?" he nudged your arm with his elbow and you turned your head back towards him.

his eyes remained on yours, waiting for you to answer his question and all you could do was a simple nod of the head. he took a moment to think, before opening his mouth, "is it ryan? i mean... don't get me wrong, i love the guy but i have never seen him take a show-" "it's not ryan, bam." "then who?" "bam..." his mouth fell open to speak and then it shut again.

you watched as his eyes shifted down to your lips and then returning to your eyes. "you remember when we went to that party- back in highschool and we kissed on a dare? and i made a big deal about it after?" he asked and you nodded your head. "-it wasn't because i was disgusted... it was because i liked it and i didn't know why..." he confessed, in the quietest tone that you had ever heard the man speak. he moved his head towards you- but only slightly, blink and you miss it, slightly.

there was a moment where you sat in your own head, processing what he had just told you... you looked down at his lips and started to lean in but you saw him move his head back, no- more like flinched back. immediately, there was a lump in your throat and your heart dropped down to your ass, your brain scrambling to find a way to apologise... maybe, you could blame the marijuana and pretend it never happened.

you were expecting him to say something... maybe even storm off your front porch but he didn't do either of those things. his hand came to cradle the crook of your neck and leaned in, encapsulating his lips with yours. this was the furtherest thing from what you had expected, based on the way he moved away from you.

for the first couple of seconds, your eyes were open to make sure this was really happening then slowly drifted shut as you settled into the kiss... it was slow and gentle, and you could tell that he was nervous. his lips were soft and warm, his face was freshly shaven - your hand came up to cheek, caressing your finger over it gently.

the hand on your neck pulled you closer to him, his lips parting against yours to let your tongue into his mouth. you could taste your shared breath of marijuana and tobacco but neither of you cared. the kiss deepened but remained slow, seeming that both of you wanted to take the time and enjoy it. he let out a gentle hum into the kiss and started to move so that practically on top of you. his chest was partially on yours, his arm draped over you and resting besides your head - while the hand that you had on his cheek moved to meet the small section of his back that was exposed from where his shirt lifted, tracing your fingers over the skin, hearing a low, boyish moan come from him.

remembering where you both were, you gently pushed him back just enough to break the kiss. his expression was confused, you leaned in and pressed short kisses against his lips. "do you... want to come inside?" you offered, gently running your middle finger up and down his back - his shirt riding up every so slightly each time that your finger came up.

bam gave a simple nod before the two of you both headed inside, his hand was intertwined with yours as you lead him to the bedroom. once you were both inside, he removed his shoes and you removed your socks, making your way into the bed. you both looked at each other and gave an awkward laugh, it was clear that both of you were unsure what to do with each other.

though there was some awkwardness, it still felt comfortable. his hand came up to your neck, feeling a cold sensation against your warm skin. you shifted closer towards him, meeting him in another short but intimate kiss before you both pulled away. his hand remained on your neck as you both laid down, resting on your sides, face to face. both of your foreheads resting against each other.

your arm came to drape over his waist, your hand moved under his shirt and caressed the smooth skin on his back, seeing him shiver slightly at the contact. "so... what does this mean?" he asked him reluctantly, not wanting to ruin the moment between you two - but wanting to know. you gave a simple shrug of the shoulders, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "we don't have to figure that out, right now... we can keep, whatever this is, between us." you answered softly and he seemed content with that.

there was another moment of silence between you, something that became quite familiar between you two tonight before he broke the silence once again. "you know... you've gotten better at kissing since that game of truth or dare." you mumbled, stifling a laugh. "fuck off, man! i was 15!"

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i hope that this wasn't horrible - i feel like it was... but anyway, this was my first time attempting a male reader ! ♡

does this classify as fluff? i don't know.

Adrenaline Rush

A/n: Can’t stop thinking about this gif so here’s a quick little blurb about it ;) GN reader!

Word count: 411

“You guys ready?” Ryan yelled out from the bed of the red pickup truck. Dico peeked out of the open back window from the driver's seat, awaiting your response. Your boyfriend Bam and his friends were filming a movie called CKY2K and you had decided to try one of the stunts you saw Bam do the day before. You were sitting in between Bam’s legs on a shitty folded-up plastic table on the ground, a thin cable stretching from the end of the table to the hitch on the truck. “Babe I can do this, you don’t have to ride with me” you told Bam confidently, turning and looking up into his pretty blue eyes. He shook his head. “No way, you’ve never done a stunt in your life. Let me ride with you this time and if it goes good maybe you can do it alone next time” he said, leaning forward and pecking your lips. “You ready?” He asked. You nodded and he gave a thumbs up to Ryan and Dico before wrapping his arms around you tightly.

The truck started moving and before you knew it the table underneath you was dragging the ground, quickly picking up speed. “You okay?” Bam leaned down to your ear and asked. You gave him a thumbs up in response, the adrenaline pumping through your veins leaving you unable to verbally respond. Bam continued to hold you tight as the truck sped down West Chester backroads. The truck came to a deep curve in the road beside a grassy field. Dico took the turn and the table underneath you swung wide. Too wide. You and Bam tumbled off into the field as the table hit the grass. He was on his feet immediately as you laid on the ground nearby feeling stunned. “Baby are you okay?” He asked worriedly, kneeling beside you. You met his eyes and nodded, then you started laughing. You laughed and laughed, unable to believe how much fun you just had even though you ended up wiping out. “I can totally see why you guys do this now, that was amazing!” You exclaimed. “Come on, let’s do it again!” you hopped up onto your feet. Bam laughed “okay Evel Knievel, let’s go” he grinned at you and grabbed your hand, interlacing his fingers with yours. You and Bam started walking towards the waiting red pickup truck down the road, both of you eager to feel that rush again.

Bam Margera, love of my life ❤️‍🔥