Beware Of The Vampire Glare

please please please write a fic for ville? i really don’t have a bright idea besides they meet through a mutual friend and go on a date.

Blind Date

After a long and excruciatingly exhausting breakup, you have decided that maybe a single life is the way for you. Why bother to look for anything else when you just can stay by yourself, happy and unbothered? 

Your friend, however, had a different idea in her mind.

“You just have to trust me, I found a perfect guy!”

“Perfect guy? Come on, Hannah, that’s not even possible.” – you murmured, finishing your iced latte.

“Well, maybe not perfect… But close! Seriously, Y/N, you have to get out there and have some fun! Life’s not only about your studies and shit!” – Hannah was weirdly persistent, dragging you away by your arm. The mall was filled with people and both of you just wanted to get some fresh air.

“Alright, alright, you win” – you sighed. – “I’ll do it for you. But it’s just one time thing!”

Hannah giggled, opening the mall door for you.

“You won’t regret it!”

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After getting ready, you took a long look in the mirror, thinking about this whole situation. When was the last time when you agreed to a blind date? These things are like a russian roulette, you either get a totally amazing, fun experience, or you end up planning the best excuse to get out as quickly as possible. You were just hoping that this “perfect guy” is not going to turn out to be a complete freak.

Punctual as (almost) always, you got to the spot. Dimly lit bar, candles flickering on tables, small fireplace glowing in the corner. Near the main street, but hidden just well enough not to be overcrowded. Most of the people there seemed to be regulars, sitting comfortably in their velvet chairs.

“Sorry, are you Y/N by any chance?” – you heard his voice, deep and alluring, before you even saw him. “Hannah told me to expect a lookalike of a greek goddess, and you fit the picture perfectly.”

You stood speechless for a short while. What was this guy thinking, getting so bold right from the start? What happened to hello, what’s your name?

“Oh, I’m sorry. Too much. I didn’t mean to…”

“No, no, alright, I was just a little surprised. Yes. I’m Y/N… and you?”

“And I’m Ville. Nice to finally meet you, after everything I heard. Well, let’s go inside, shall we? We are blocking the entrance a little bit.” – he smirked, holding the door for you.

You took place at your assigned table, surprised that this guy has already made a reservation.

“I picked the best spot” – he lowered his voice like he was about to tell you some great secret. – “Close to the fireplace, away from most of the crowd, just enough to hear your own thoughts.”

“Seems like you have it all figured out.” 

“Figured out? No, no, I just like to plan ahead, the risk of an unpleasant surprise drops drastically. And you? Are you a risk-taker, Y/N?”

Before you could even answer, a young waiter brought you your drinks. Red wine for him, a tall glass of english garden for you. The first sip told you everything you needed to know. Someone behind the bar definitely knew their craft. It smelled, looked and tasted like early summer, when everything blooms and sun kisses your skin. 

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“Hey, Y/N, what would you say for a little adventure?” – Ville asked, setting aside his third glass of wine, almost empty. You were just taking your last sip of a very fresh mojito.

“What kind of adventure?”

“The one you take without planning. I want to show you something.” 

His words brought promises of something mysterious. The more you looked, the more you started to notice this unique, almost vampiric aura around him. 

Usually, you would just call it a night and catch a cab to your flat. However, the night was still somewhat young, and you thought that maybe it was the right time to finally do something. To get out of your comfort zone, as Hannah would preach to you, praising the bright side of living in the moment. Maybe it was time to finally start living. 

“You know what? Okay, alright, you got me interested. I just hope it’s not that far enough.” – you said, pointing to your slightly uncomfortable shoes. They might be the best looking pair in your collection, but they certainly were not made for adventures.

“We’ll figure something out. Alright, let’s go.” – he said, offering you an arm to help you get up from this low seat.

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After getting across a few busy streets, you found yourself near the tallest building in the district. From what you heard, it used to be a home to a lot of businesses, although some financial and legal complications made all the tenants leave a year ago. Now it stood tall, proud and a little bit scary. 

“Come on, I know a secret entry.” 

Ville guided you through the back doors, then up the abandoned elevator, which was surprisingly still working. As you have passed floor after floor, you noticed that your final destination was at the last number on the board. Floor 45th, doesn’t it sound a little scary?

“Let me guess, do you know a secret entrance somewhere here too?” – you teased him a bit after walking out of the elevator.

“You’ve got it right.” – he laughed, showing you the way to a ladder, leading to what you’ve assumed was the rooftop.

“Oh no, no, I’m not doing that!”

“You’ll be completely safe, seriously. I’ve been here many times.” – he reassured you, placing his hand gently on your arm. You were both a little bit tipsy, which made this accidental proximity even easier. 

Live a little, you thought to yourself. Get out, experience, maybe even get scared, but it’s time to finally feel something. Don’t you deserve it?

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The landscape of the city looked like a box of jewelry, gently glimmering with golden lights. Rich, busy, fast-paced, loud, exposing all of its rights and wrongs to your slightly drunken stare. You were cautiously keeping to the center of the rooftop, even though there were barriers all around. You felt proud for finally overcoming your fear of heights, even if it was just this one time. 

“Y/N, are you alright? You look a little pale.” – Ville asked.

“Yeah, I just… It’s scary, but it’s fine.” – you smiled, looking on the glowing horizon.

“Remember, if anything happens, I’m right next to you.”

You both sat on something that used to be a luxurious bench. Close to each other, slowly interlocking fingers, as the midnight air wrapped around you like a transparent shawl. Then, without overthinking it, you took a risk. Your lips locked, you felt his hand gently caressing your hair. The night was young, and so were you. Why not live a little?

thought this was a beautiful butch lesbian but it's just steve o

bam and ville being totally platonic

ville and these sunglasses yall im sickkkkk 😭

babe wake up jackass forcemasc just dropped

i know this man, he's me

this is a joke I owe all jackass fanfic writers still writing in 2024 my fucking life

life imitates art

i need smutty headcons with ehren mcghehey GOD 😭 nobody is writting ahout this fucking man and i love him

(slightly) smutty ehren mcghehey headcanons!

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ehren treats you like a princess/prince. although he can be a bit shy about more in-your-face pda, he makes it up for you when you are alone. i’m talking homemade, elaborate dinners, date nights in the arcade or movie marathons (he always lets you pick your favorite films!)

he really likes it when you tell him directly what to do. this man can be indecisive, and straightforward commands can really get him going.

he’s a really great kisser (especially after e got his implant for the pulled out tooth [i’m sorry])! ehren also pays attention to show his love and gratitude by longer series of smaller kisses to your neck and collarbones – which can often lead to you almost losing your senses, so better tread with caution!

he loves to simply be close to you. it’s the type of guy who holds your hand through the whole movie in the cinema, helps you with putting your coat on and likes it so much when you sit on his lap on any occasion.

he can get a little protective, especially if someone criticizes you. *hey, watch it, y/n didn’t actually mean it!* in his eyes, you will always be an angel who couldn’t hurt a fly. like a medieval knight, he’s eager to fight your battles for you, so you sometimes have to remind him that you can take care of yourself.

he gets really affectionate when he's drunk. this man just can't get his eyes (and hands) off of you. he worships you then even more, sometimes leaving his friends confused, when he stands up from the table to confess his love to you.

when your phone buzzes randomly in the middle of the night, you can be sure that it's from ehren. this guy just loves to send you teasing texts when he's away filming another stunts. words of affirmation, confessions of love, but also promises of everything he's going to do to you once he comes back. while it was usually all talk and no action with most of the guys you've been with, you can attest that this man, ehren mcghehey, has never broken his word.

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jackass members - date night perfume edition!!

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johnny - something classic, but not too overpowering (although i can see him with a layer of an old-time-cologne, the one with manly man design and a strong pine/aldehyde scent). there's also a very light whiff of tobacco and... do you know how air smells on a hot summer day, behind a gas station, when road dust settles all over your skin, but everything around you blooms, and it's the best day of your life? yeah, that's the one, gasoline, dust and mid-heatwave euphoria.

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steve-o - raw, alive and somewhat hedonistic. i can picture him wearing some heavy perfume (bull's blood on the picture is probably the best example, roses, musk and tobacco), probably overspraying it a bit, who's going to tell him? there is also an undertone of sickly sweet soda that he spilled on himself on his way to you, and faint, but definitely present, hint of the few joints that he carries around in his chest pocket, waiting for the special occasion to light them up (preferably with you).

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chris - rules and playing it safe? they are not in this guy's vocabulary! chris has his favorite signature scent (probably something unisex, maybe even more female-leaning) that comes with him everywhere. it's a complicated (maybe even too strong for some) combination of vetiver, ylang-ylang and patchouli. he loves green scents that make him smell like a deep breath after summer rain.

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bam - we're definitely getting something edgy here. incense, amber, smoke, just imagine a burning haunted house and there he is. ash, burnt match, leather and dried flowers. gothic, dark and alluring, like a late night cemetery walk. he will probably keep a flask of his favorite perfume in his pocket and respray every time he goes to the bathroom/you leave the room - you have to keep up your vampiric charm!

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