search for clues || w.jh
member | stoner shaggy!jun x velma!gn reader + high sex
genre | smut, humor
word count | ~1,700
warnings | marijuana use (smoking with a pipe), shotgunning, soft dom!jun, cockwarming (barely), oral (m receiving), implied oral (reader receiving), jun has a cat pipe this is canon, blond jun
notes | lowercase intended, implied established relationship, both jun and reader have smoked before, scooby doo related shenanigans. reader is completely gender neutral, no mentions of anatomy, but they wear a skirt & wig. enjoy! - 💒
disclaimer | this story is a work of fiction. both jun and reader are portrayed as consenting adults above the age of 21. always make sure your partner is someone you trust and have talked with beforehand while sober. i wrote this based off my own personal experiences with marijuana, so keep in mind not everyone will experience the same feelings. remember to practice safe, consensual sex as well as safe recreational weed use!
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“do you think scooby doo ever smoked with shaggy?”
you shove jun, giggling. “he’s a dog, dumbass!”
“who says dogs can’t smoke?”
"uh, everybody?"
you’d been proud of the way your matching costume had turned out. you spent weeks looking through malls and thrift shops for the perfect orange skirt and sweater, and the brown wig you’d ordered online had been thoroughly trimmed and combed out to look like velma.
but when you’d gotten to the party, the first thing wonwoo had done was laugh, pointing out the irony in jun’s costume. “everybody knows shaggy’s a stoner,” he grinned.
so when you’d left the party and taken an uber back to jun’s place, he’d immediately pulled out his stash so you could “get high with scooby doo”, as if it were some lifelong dream of yours. but after a couple hits when you found yourself sitting on jun’s couch, slowly grinding against him and sneaking bites of halloween candy in between drags from his pipe, you decided this hadn’t been such a bad idea after all. especially after he playfully suggested cockwarming, too.
your wig and chunky glasses frames lay long abandoned on the floor as you slowly start to sink down onto his cock. he clutches his favorite pipe in one hand, the black one shaped like a cat, and you whimper at the pressure, sighing when he finally bottoms out inside you.
he gives you a minute to adjust, and you take the glass pipe from his hands for another hit, blinking slowly as you wrap your lips around the end. you inhale, sweet smoke filling your lungs as you hold the breath in before pushing it out.
“what’s that thing she says? jeepers?” jun asks, reaching for a twizzler from the bag on the side table. his cock pulses inside you as he adjusts his lap and you whine, every sense somehow both heightened and diminished at the same time.
“no, it’s… jinkies,” you say after a long pause.
time always moves slower when you smoke, the world crawling by before your eyes. everything else seems to fade until you forget if you’ve actually said the words out loud or just in your head.
“what–” he shifts on the couch, “–what do i say?”
“mmm, i dunno,” you sigh, your head filling with a warm fuzz that makes you forget what you’re talking about. jun’s living room is so nice, you notice. you’re acutely aware of the texture of the couch beneath your shin as you straddle jun’s lap, your skirt bunching up around your thighs.
it’s pitch black outside, the quiet hours of the night a stark contrast from the party you came back from. you feel your eyes start to glaze over as you stare off into the distance outside the window, focusing on the neighbor’s halloween decorations outside. the glow of the orange lights is so mesmerizing, and–
“zoinks!”
you drag your gaze back over to him. “huh?”
“shaggy says ‘zoinks’ and velma says ‘jinkies’,” jun grins, proud of himself for remembering.
you think for a minute. "which one says, 'let's search for clues'?"
"the hot one," he answers, his faraway gaze fixated on your chest.
you look down at where he’s staring, then take the rest of his twizzler and put it in your mouth instead. "the blond guy?" you ask, chewing.
your mouth feels fuzzy as you savor the sweet taste, carefully focusing on the sensation so you don't accidentally bite your tongue.
"hey. i'm a blond guy," jun says after a while, as if the realization just hit him.
his words pull you out of your haze, lost in thought. "is that a clue? are you gonna– solve the mystery now?" you giggle at your joke, unintentionally clenching around him.
he groans, his hands falling to your waist as he starts to absently rock you back and forth against his hips.
you lean forward and grab onto his shoulders, the pipe still in your hand. “you’re not supposed to move, juniee,” you giggle, pretending to pout.
“but i want to,” he whines and closes his eyes, but his hips still.
“mmm…” you trail off. your hands find themselves tugging on the hem of his shirt, pulling it slowly over his head. your fingers trace his skin, observing the texture, the feel of his body like you’ve never noticed before. the tiny scar on his shoulder, the way his nipples pebble when you run your thumb over them lightly, each soft hair on his strong arms.
you allow yourself to get lost watching his muscles flex as his hands gently take the pipe from you. he flicks his lighter over the bowl to reignite it, taking a long, slow hit from the smooth glass. you feel his hands on the back of your neck, pulling you in closer into a kiss, roughly pressing his lips against yours. he parts his lips and you breathe in, inhaling the sweet smoke from his mouth, feeling a rush in the back of your throat as you hold it in before tilting your head away to exhale.
“feel so good,” you sigh, the cloudy feeling in your mind amplifying as the high starts to settle in. you start to grind on his lap. “want you to fuck me now.”
jun leans his head back against the couch, letting out a low moan. he arches his back, lifting his hips up off the couch to thrust into you. if you were sober, the rhythm would’ve been painfully slow, but you’re so relaxed that it feels just right.
your mind is hazy as he pushes up into you, experiencing every tiny movement a thousand times amplified. you can feel every vein of his thick cock dragging against your walls, and slowly you start to move your hips up and down to match his rhythm.
suddenly you feel cool glass on your skin, and you realize he’s still holding the pipe. you plant your hands on his chest and he mewls, slowing his hips for a second. you reach down to take the pipe from him and, with much effort, set it on the table behind you, making sure it doesn't spill.
your mind starts to drift, and suddenly something else seems more appealing.
you push down on his slim waist, forcing him to stop before you lift yourself off of his lap with shaky legs, the clouds in your head not doing you any favors helping your coordination.
“don’t stop, baby, please, ‘s so good,” he rasps, canting his hips up into the air.
“i wanna suck you off,” you say, enunciating every word carefully.
his lips part in a lazy smile, clearly satisfied at your suggestion.
your legs feel like lead as you hit the floor, but his arms are out to help you down. you feel his glazed eyes watching you as you position yourself at his feet, gently tugging his corduroy pants farther down his legs.
"your dick is so pretty," you sigh absently, resting your hands on his thighs.
you stare at his cock, admiring the pretty veins and the pretty head flushed red and the pretty way it leans against his stomach, waiting for you. your mouth waters at the sight, and you wrap your lips around him, pushing him down your throat eagerly.
"mmph, teeth," he winces, his hand sliding through your hair to pull your head up a little.
"aoury," you mumble around his cock, but you make a conscious effort to keep your teeth from scraping him.
you start to move again, wrapping your free hand around the base of his cock where your mouth can't reach. his grip on your hair tightens and loosens, gently encouraging you.
he lets out a moan, high and breathy, when your hand moves to his balls, tracing the rough skin before cupping them in your hand. his hips buck up into your mouth, your nose pressing against his abdomen.
you can feel him twitching in your throat, and you're acutely aware of the drool collecting at the corners your mouth, saliva pooling around his cock.
"so good, mmh– 'm gonna cum," he groans, his head falling back against the couch.
jun always looks so pretty when he cums, you think, dragging your eyes up to his face to watch him twist in pleasure. his mouth hangs open, and his chest heaves up and down with each deep breath he takes.
you tug your hand up and down along his cock as he whines, and his breath hitches when he finally cums, his release pouring into your mouth with a high-pitched sob. you hold your mouth on him, swirling your tongue around his length until overstimulation starts to set in and he tugs you off of him, panting.
when he finally catches his breath, he helps you stand up before flipping you onto your back on the couch. you shiver as he crouches down to push his face between your legs.
“what do you think, baby?” he says, staring up at you with a mischievous grin. “should i look for more clues?”
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collab theme :: a collab that focuses on slice of life aus! the idea of finding love in something simple; whether that be in a meet cute scenario or through the routine of visiting your favourite book store or coffee shop. this is being hosted to celebrate me hitting 1.3k !!
status :: accepting !!
— SPECIFICS.
this collab accepts jjk, bnha, and hq !! there is no word minimum or maximum and no rules on formats; write hcs, a drabble, or long fic.
there's no restriction on genre but 16+ entries will be reblogged on a seperate account and labeled on the m.list ! also please read each writers dni before you interact with their pieces!
there are no limits to how many times a character can be written but a character + au pair can only be repeated up to four times. i.e. :: bakugou can be written 10+ times but bakugou + coffee shop au can only be done 4 times.
reblogs are appreciated !!
— AUS.
the aus to choose from: any slice of life au, if it's not one i could think of you can still use it! or just a plain old meet cute. here's a list of meet cutes if you wanna get some ideas <;33
some ideas :: coffee shop, college, flower shop, office romance, neighbours, roomate au, etc. also any "everyday" job aus like tattoo artist aus or band aus
— DEADLINE.
this collab has an extremely flexible deadline because i know a lot of writers are hosting collabs right now and it's a busy time of year, but if you want a more set one: november 30th-december 10th, 2022. please don't feel pressured to meet this and if you need to drop out or wait until after to post it please do!
— HOW TO ENTER.
to enter just send me an ask with the character and au/trope you want to write for. tag me in the finish work so that i can find it and add it to the masterlist!
— MASTERLIST.
— MHA.
@deartouya — keigo takami (hawks) + coffee shop au/meet cute.
@deartouya — katsuki bakugou + flower shop au
@bakughosts — katsuki bakugou + college au
@call-me-ko — katsuki bakugou + grocery store au
@call-me-ko — eijirou kirishima + repair shop au
@smashboxgirl26 — touya todoroki (dabi) + band au
@myherokatsuki — katsuki bakugou + meet cute (single at a friend's wedding)
@nanaosaki3940 — touya todoroki (dabi) + childhood friends to lovers, quirkless
@akumicchi — eijirou kirishima + college au
@reddriot — katsuki bakugou + streamer au
@yuubabe — jirou kyouka + music shop au
@tragic-romantic — izuku midoriya + meet cute
— JJK.
@blackweebtrash — megumi fushiguro + coffee shop au
— HQ.
@sarangrin — keiji akaashi + college au
@sarangrin — rintaro suna + tattoo artist au
@lou-struck — kita shinsuke + meetcute; farmers market au
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