Jackass, Adrenalized
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Then Steve-O is airborne. He is pulled back by his neck, his feet flying out from under him. He lands flat on his back, and feels the wind knock out of him like a ghost from a body.
“Are you okay?” he hears Johnny call in the rushed, uniformed way they call it when things get hairy. “Are you okay? Are you okay?”
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- Part 1 of Jackass, Adrenalized
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“Is this about yesterday,” Steve parrots, outraged and loud enough to make Johnny glance nervously behind him. “I look like the golf cart had its fucking way with me, Knoxville. I can’t come to the shoot.”
Johnny’s cheeks go hot. A vision shoves its way into his mind’s eye; of Steve shirtless– hell, nude– wincing into a mirror, pressing the pad of his finger into the eye of a mark on his neck, or a bruise on his shoulder. He shakes his head free of the image like a wet dog.
“Hold on,” he says into the phone and then hangs up. He drags a hand over his face, exhaling, and then flips around to face the crew. “He’ll be here. Be back in fifteen.”
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- Part 2 of Jackass, Adrenalized
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Johnny takes the cigarette back, takes a long drag, and then flicks it to the pavement, crushed like a bug under his converse. Lips pursed, he raises his eyebrows high, and then goes back inside, never having exhaled his smoke.
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- Part 3 of Jackass, Adrenalized
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Brad Pitt pauses, lips working like he’s mentally rehearsing a monologue. His eyes remain downcast as he says, “I know you guys kind of just got big, but you still seem really close. Like, you and Steve-O, and… the other guys.” Brad stutters a bit, and Johnny feels his own eyes widening in spite of himself. “How do you… maintain your friendships… with the public eye, and rumors, and all?”
Rarely does Johnny find himself at a loss for words. He looks Brad up and down, and feels a surge of protectiveness, thinking he could just be honest, but doesn’t really want to. He sees all the lies he could tell branch out before him, all the bullshit advice he could give to quell this young star seeking encoded acceptance. It’s not like a stunt, where biggest is best, and he can barely manage to think before he jumps. Johnny can be a bit of a coward when the risk isn’t physical.
“Yeah,” he finally manages, “I guess it can’t all be for the camera, man. You gotta keep the real stuff for yourself.”
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- Part 4 of Jackass, Adrenalized
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Steve-O studies Chris’ face where it hangs above him. His reddened, spit slicked lips, his hair falling into Steve’s eyes where it came loose from behind his ear. “It’s fine, dude,” he says finally, “Worry about yourself.”
“I am worried about myself,” Chris retorts, his head bobbing with his words, closer to Steve. “I’m worried about Knoxville getting territorial and ripping my dick off my balls.”
Steve rolls his eyes, head rolling with the movement. “He won’t,” he huffs.
“You can call him off?” Chris asks incredulously, eyebrows furrowed, “What, like he’s your dog?”
Steve-O’s hands finally leave Chris’ hips, coming up instead to rest defeatedly at either side of his head. Between his arms and his head, Chris’ toned forearms flex into the mattress where he holds himself up. “Like, yeah, kinda,” Steve says.
Chris’ teeth click around an exhaled laugh. He shakes his head once. “What does that make me?”
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- Part 5 of Jackass, Adrenalized
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Knoxville Gets Territorial by CaptainoftheShi
Fandoms: Jackass (Movies) RPF, Wildboyz RPF
19 Jul 2026
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“Hey,” Steve replies, his voice cracking around the word. He presses their lips back together, softly and chastely. Before he can pussy out of it, he confesses, “I fucked Pontius.”
Johnny’s mouth falls away from Steve’s, lips falling open. He searches Steve-O’s face desperately, flitting over his eyes, the wrinkle of his eyebrows, the tilt of his head. “Are you fucking with me?” Johnny asks like he already knows the answer.
“No,” Steve-O says, desperately reaching for any point of understanding, “We never said-”
“Yeah, I know we never said, Steve-O,” Johnny exclaims, his hand coming up to his forehead as he finally turns to meet Steve’s eyes, “Maybe I would have set down some ground rules if I knew you were gonna be such a fucking slut.”
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- Part 6 of Jackass, Adrenalized
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“I didn’t mean to get involved in this,” Chris finally says when no one else speaks first, “and I don’t mean to step on any toes. We’re cool.” He glances through his eyebrows across the table to Knoxville.
The corner of Johnny’s lips are ticked up. “We’re cool,” he nods. God, he’s such an asshole. Steve can’t take his eyes off him. He feels heat spreading down from his cheeks to shoulders to chest.
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- Part 7 of Jackass, Adrenalized
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The handle of the dagger, inlaid with mother of pearl, shines iridescent as it flies through the air.
The blade clips the outer edge of Steve-O’s thigh and falls to the ground, red webs streaking the silver edge.
Silence and inaction sits a heavy fog over the set. Steve-O looks down and over his body, leaning out as far as he can from where he’s still restrained against the wall. He catches sight of blood dripping down the pale skin of his leg. Almost in slow motion, the drops follow the curvature of his kneecap, darkening his leg hair and landing in splatters on the stark white floor.
“Get me down,” he says flatly.
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- Part 8 of Jackass, Adrenalized
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“There’s been a leak,” says Bam, his back turned to Johnny.
“A leak?” Johnny asks, lessening the distance between them, “What, like footage?”
Bam collapses onto Johnny’s sofa, and Johnny pads across the room to join him.
“Yeah, like footage,” he sighs. His eyes flit up from where they’d fallen on the hefty laptop atop Johnny’s coffee table. He meets Johnny’s gaze, and Johnny grows even more put off. “I think it’s best if you don’t know all the details.”
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- Part 9 of Jackass, Adrenalized