#❦ — fred jones & ryder dunbar (contradictivs)

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[ CAR ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  car. - for fred <3

*      ―    ﴾  𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜  ﴿ 

It wasn’t often that Fred went to a site they were investigating on his own. Though he had quite the reputation for initiating a split-up, he knew his limits and a solo mission was just beyond that. What made the group as great as it was the fact that they were a group. Velma was the brains, he was the muscle, and between the four of them they were usually brave enough to get the job done. BUT, thankfully he wasn’t going there to investigate just yet. They just needed to retrieve a set of keys from the property’s owner, and Fred was in the area when they were available. He was sort of in the middle of a date when he got the call, but Ryder didn’t seem to take an issue with the detour. Actually, minus the creepy ambiance surrounding the estate, it did have a bit of a romantic vibe…

Maybe that was why they ended up taking a little detour of their own after returning to the truck. It wasn’t quite as spacious as the van, but Fred’s been the proud owner long enough to know how to maneuver a large body like his own (and Ryder’s) without breaking a neck. The position they were currently in took some twisting around, but they both agreed it wasn’t too uncomfortable before moving any further. Fred laid across the backseat, the back of his head just barely poked out from the open window. Ryder say (or squatted?) on his lap, riding him to the best of his abilities without hitting his head against the roof. It wasn’t always a successful attempt, but he’s certainly gotten better compared to their first time on those very seats.

He kept a hand on Ryder’s hip, loosely guiding him in case he could prevent any sort of collision. But despite the lack of space, they soon fell into a rhythm that was comfortable for them both. Comfortable enough for Fred to want to get a little bit adventurous. A hand slid up and under the fellow blond’s shirt, slithering up the length of his torso until his fingers clamped around his nipple. He continued to pinch and tease the sensitive nub, watching as Ryder squirmed above him. 

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when's the last time you slept? - for fred

PROMPTS FOR CHECK INS

“—- uhhh.” The young investigator needed a second to think about it. It wasn’t that he lost count! He just… totally lost count. This most recent case the gang has taken on was one of their hardest yet. And to make matters even more pressing, a missing person was involved. The team was working tirelessly to get some sort of lead. Well, maybe not tirelessly, but sleep was definitely lost from all members of the group *(minus their canine mascot, of course).

He thought he was doing a better job at hiding it, but the redness in his eyes - and the bags under them - gave him away. “Do I look that bad?” He rubbed at his face with both hands. He didn’t even wait for a response before he was slowly shutting the screen to his laptop. “I think it’s best I don’t answer and just you force me into bed.” The fellow blond surrendered, with a much too tired smile spun across his lips.

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[ REST ] - for fred!

𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝

As expected, Fred wasn’t the type to go down easy. Illness and injury were both very real obstacles, but ones he’d easily overcome. The mystery they solved the night before left him in pretty bad shape. The large bruise across his torso was colored a sickly dark purple, it hurt to exist, let alone move around. But mentally, he was more than ready to get back into action. Normally, he’d go against his friends’ wishes and continue on to the best of his abilities - but Ryder made it loud and clear that he wasn’t getting away without some sort of recovery period. 

That morning he thought he got a text; well, it was sent to the group chat he had with the rest of the gang. He thought he’d be able to get away to do some investigating, even as he winced all throughout his attempt at sitting up. Ryder must have heard him - either the phone or the pained noises, because he was at the blond’s bedside before he had a chance to swing his legs over the side. He opened his mouth to begin an attempt to convince the other to let him out, but the look on his eyes said it all: he wasn’t making it any further than the couch —- maybe the backyard if he persisted. 

He sighed, offering a playful roll of his eyes before he carefully reclined in bed once more. “Fine. If you’re gonna play nurse for me all day, what do ya want to eat?” He resigned, reaching for his phone once more to open Uber Eats.

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[ 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 ] - for fred <3

𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝

Fred always knew there had been something there. He tried to write it off as something else, figured he just really liked having Ryder hang around with the gang (and eventually - without them from time to time). And he did! But the way he stared at the fellow blond, the times he’d catch him staring back, the comments they exchanged, slowly but surely it was all adding up in his head as something more than just a buddy.

And that night really felt like the night that line would finally be crossed. It was just them - Velma was doing research on their latest case, and the rest of the gang joined her. Normally, he would have to - but normally he didn’t have a movie date with Ryder. Well, technically it wasn’t a date, they were just watching a new movie the other wanted to see. He would’ve invited them, but… deep down, he knew better. He knew what this night could mean.

It was like something out of a movie. They both reached for a handful of popcorn at the same time without looking. Their hands brushed, and they were quickly to look in each other’s direction. It had already been on Fred’s mind, but the look in Ryder’s eyes was what gave him the final push to lean in. He almost thought he was seeing things when he noticed the other do the same, but it seemed as though it was finally happening….

…until a few harsh knocks at the door completely startled them out of the mood. Fred did scream a bit louder than he’d hoped, but he was quick to calm down. “Fred!” He could hear a familiar voice from the other side of his front door — - Shaggy. “Fred,” Velma joined in. “We were looking up the public records for the old farmhouse, and- oh jinkies! You gotta see this.” 

Was he a bit annoyed? Yeah. More than a bit, really. But mystery-solving was one of his first true loves, and even if it got in the way at times, it was hard to deny the thrill that came with the territory. “Coming.” He announced to his friends, despite not having moved yet. He looked at Ryder apologetically for a moment, offering him a quick peck on the lips before he went to let his friends inside.

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one muse gives the other oral while they drive.  - for fred jones!

LOCATION  BASED  SMUT  PROMPTS

Fred really didn’t have anything too devious in his head when he first asked to borrow the van for their date. It was at a drive-in, his car didn’t have much room in the back, especially compared to the van. It wasn’t that the ‘possibilities’ slipped his mind completely, but they were more of an added bonus. And for the most part, he hadn’t really taken advantage of those bonuses. They were pretty well-behaved during the movie; some pretty intense cuddling, but not much beyond that. 

It wasn’t until after the film ended, when he was driving back to Ryder’s place - initially to drop him off, he did promise the van back by the morning - but now he wasn’t so sure. Mostly thanks to the hot blond practically clawing at the zipper to his pants. But truthfully, he thought it couldn’t happen at a better time. Not too early that they’d miss the movie, and just in time for him to either race back to the other’s place or just say ‘screw it’ and pull the van over - which he was pretty close to doing. 

But he tried to be patient, tried not to get too lost by the warmth of his mouth against his already aching erection, and tried not to get too distracted by the slurping noises that accompanied the feeling. It was easier said than done, but anyone who knew Fred knew he wasn’t the type to give up so easily, though he was sure Ryder would end up getting fucked in that van whether it was on the side of the road or in his driveway.

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📜 - for fred <3

incorrect quotes generator meme

Fred: “So what’s for dinner?” Ryder, staring at the food they just burnt: “Regret.”

Fred: “This is bothering me.” Ryder: “Well, you are digging up a corpse.” Fred: “No, not that. That's, uh, pretty par for the course, actually.”

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@contradictivs​​ sent: ∗ 53﹕ sender  buys  receiver  a  drink  at  a  bar . - for fred from THIS meme.

A bar was almost an unusual setting for the gang of four. Mostly because they wouldn’t let Shaggy’s dog inside, but also because the group was usually a bit too occupied to think about bar hopping. Their usual was actually a lot more on the unusual side of things, but they finished with all of that a bit early. There were kind of far off from Coolsville, so driving back was out of the question —- not that they couldn’t, but no one was running to volunteer as driver. So grabbing a hotel room and seeing what else this town had to offer - aside from an old banker dressed as a werewolf costume - seemed like the way to go.

Things had been going as they typically would. The group talked amongst themselves, a few guys came up to Daphne and a few misguided girls made their way to Fred, but things didn’t really get interesting until a drink was placed in front of the leader. At first he was confused, but the waitress explained it to the best of her ability. Blue eyes followed the direction she nodded in, a look of intrigue falling over his features as he caught sight of the blond. He took the drink, thanking the waitress before his attention momentarily returned to his friends.

They were already starting to tease him, but he was quick to excuse himself from the table. Curiosity was getting the best of him - much to the surprise of no one. Investigation was his hobby, and when a pretty boy with kind eyes buys him a drink, how could he not investigate at least a little? With his drink in hand, Fred went over to where Ryder sat and took a seat next to him. “Hiya.” He greeted, lips pressed into a grin as he got a better look at the other.