bakerstreet | t&d4eva

[tiefling: androgynous, sex fluid, generally uses female pronouns.]

[Humiliate this asshole please. Gen, shippy, smutty, w/e.]

[ dirty or not, whatever works ]

Dare.

[Why are they playing this? Why are they playing it alone, where is everyone else? This is completely pointless, but ennui is a powerful motivator.]

Dare, huh...?

[ Mahiru needs little reason to play with the others. The girls, anyway, which happens to include Pekoyama. Funny how that works. One problem though; Peko is a little hard to approach so an icebreaker was a great idea, right?

Seriously though what kinda dare do you throw at someone as tough as Peko? ]

I dare you to bark like a puppy. [ Lame. She's lame. Once the game is going she's sure she'll bring the dare pain! ]

[At least Mahiru is... harmless. The rest of the girls (save Sonia) are all some degree of crazy, as far as Peko's concerned, but Mahiru seems stable enough. Playing a dumb party game with her and trying to actually make friends rather than sit around brooding all day won't be the worst thing she's ever done.]

But ah. Imitating a puppy, that's actually a challenge. Peko has a great love for cute, fluffy animals, it feels wrong to mess this up.

So she tries hard. Her voice cranks as far up as she can get it and she goes "yip, yip, yip!" like a good puppy. The effect is probably a little disturbing.]

Is that enough?

[Open to all kinds of dares and questions! Including nsfw ones!]

—I dare you to get a shower.

(SAVAGE)

[RUDE]

Right now? [He rolls his eyes so hard his entire body gets in on it, sagging melodramatically.]

Of course right now. If you're going to play truth or dare with strangers, amigo, you have to be clean.

(flipping a hand, like this is obvious to this fluffy, gently smouldering menace.)

Everyone can thank me later.

Everybody can stuff it, far as I'm concerned!

[He says as he actually goes looking for towels and stuff. Uh. Hmmm.]

(tucking an arm beneath her elbow, propping it up to leisurely examine her nails........)

I could hose you down, if you think this is going to take too long.

(translating passive-aggression: make it quick.)

[He SNARLS at her...

... and then disappears, only to return a little while later, fairly well-scrubbed. His hair's still damp and hanging down in his face instead of standing up, and he looks... sour, to put it lightly.]

There!!! Happy?

(...

fingers over her lips in a smug little smirk, deciding that she's enjoying this game already.)

From fried rat to drowned rat. I don't know if that's an improvement, but you do look younger with your hair... Extinguished.

Waddaya mean, "younger"? You sayin' I'm old?!

[Still a little grumpy... though, now, he's more confused than anything. He's the baby of his team!]

Estupido, no, I'm saying you look even younger.

(points a polished nail at herself, eyebrow raising,) I'm older than you, rata, I just wear it better than the others.

... huh! You're kidddin' me! [He's... well, he's honestly never really considered her age before. If pressed, though, he would've put her closer to his own age.

And then he narrows his eyes again.]

Wait. How old're we talkin' here?

Wouldn't you like to know?

(folds arms, looking down her nose. this is the most blasé, civil discussion they'll ever have.........)

You could save it as a question for when I pick "truth". (she says, planning to never, ever pick truth.)

Ha! You're probably an old crone and jus' don't wanna own up to it!

[Getting less civil. He grins devilishly at her.]

(PUT THAT GRIN AWAY)

Do arsonists often dig their own graves? (playfully threatens.) Here I thought you'd prefer cremation.

[He hoots and cackles, throwing his whole body into it.]

I knew it! Got it on the first try, ay? Heheheheh!

You ever hear that thirty is the new twenty, pendejo? In five years, you're gonna regret not moisturizing. (no, sombra, we're not all narcissists at heart.)

I'd love to see you find a wrinkle on this face.

There's one!

[He just picks a random spot and points at it. He then cups a hand over his mouth, snorting and giggling.]

It's like talking to a twelve year old...

Are you going to dare me, huh, or do I have to shut you up?

I'd like t'see ya try!

[But he does think hard about it, rubbing his chin.]

Awright, granny, how about this: I dare you to try ridin' one a' my mines!

(processing this a moment.

examines junkrat critically......)

You're on. Hand one over.

(THIS IS GOING TO BE A DISASTER)

[He digs around in ~~hammerspace~~ his pockets for a bit, and then hands her two things: a mine, and the controller he uses to detonate it.]

Careful, my explosives don't play around!

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[Open to any dares and questions from anyone! Preference leans M/F for smut but if you've got an idea either way let's see if it'll work.]

[Gen preferred, anything shippy/smutty is m/m unless you want some awkwardness.]

[F/F for smut/ship, and shippy things will probably be more teasing than romantic.]

Dare me, Frosty.

Frosty?

...

Well if that's how you intend to play it, perhaps I should dare you to dye your hair as white as mine!

[She eff'd up she eff'd up she eff'd up.]

[OKAY LET'S PLAY THIS REALLY COOL.]

Ummm, I'm gonna have to ask for a new Dare on the grounds that my hair literally burns through dye.

[Is that true? Is she lying out of her ass? WHO KNOWS.]

I'll consider it.

If!

You agree to take two dares instead.

As long as my hair's off-limits? Deal.

Splendid.

[ His eyes roll in thought as he rocks on his heels, considering what else he can throw at her. He knows she can be fazed, at least. ]

Then first, get on your hands and knees and act like a dog for... oh, let's say one minute.

[...Oh.

OHO.

OKAY THEN.]

Got it.

[Yang's lip curls a little into something that's probably supposed to be a confident grin but just comes off as vaguely threatening. Particularly when she does as asked and gets down on all fours. But instead of doing what might be expected so far as "dog behavior" goes, like barking or panting or waggling her butt and the like, a low, aggressive sounding growl starts up in her throat.

Whitley did not say she had to act like a "good" dog.

It might at least be amusing how genuine that growling sounds. Her shoulders are even slightly hunched, making her wild mane of hair almost look like raised hackles.]

[ ... Well.

This did.

Not go as expected.

It's not like he'd had any particular motives or whatnot, but a dare was supposed to be something kind of embarrassing or awkward, right? Something you wouldn't normally do on your own? Something that, in the end, was all in good fun?

Yang's posture and demeanor are starting to feel less "good fun" and more "life-threatening". ]

... On second thought, perhaps thirty seconds will be more than satisfactory.

[Well, given the Schnee family's history with the Faunus and the fair likelihood that Yang's been called a female dog before, perhaps her touchiness is a little understanda-, okay, let's be real, this is probably 99% Yang's ego and her trying to get one over on Whitley because of the hair thing.

Which means, naturally, the moment Whitley changes his mind about the full minute, her grin shifts to more of an actual grin, if still a tad feral looking. Once the 30 seconds are up, she makes a point of cutting off the growl with a pronounced clear of her throat. Idly getting up, she dusts her hands off and then sets them on her hips.]

Next dare.

[ Well clearly he's going to have to think a little harder this time, hands wringing idly behind his back as he thinks with a frown. He's not an expert at this game, and he's not... "wild" enough to come up with anything scandalous or edgy. All he can try to do is think of things that would be weird. ]

...

Lick the floor. With your whole tongue, not just the tip.

[ Get one over on him, he'll get one over on her right back. Schnees don't like to lose. ]

[Ew. ...Well, on the upside, there are worse things he could've asked her to lick.

She'll just pick a spot near where she's standing, perhaps with the hope that whatever else is lying on the ground was wiped clear while she was on her hands and knees earlier, and then lick it without complaint.

She does make a point of trying not to put her tongue back in her mouth right away though.]

Noh sthweat.

[She then makes an absolutely lovely-sounding hocking noise and spits off to the side because bleh.]

Alright, now it's your turn. Truth or Dare?

[ He's too proper to even consider something so vulgar, thank you very much!

He beams at the the display, chuckling quietly to himself, a hand lifting to try and hide his smile. ]

Well, I suppose the tables had to turn eventually.

[ ... but after those two dares, he's worried about what kind of actions she'll expect of him in return, so ]

I will choose Truth.

[Yang, meanwhile, doesn't make much effort to hide her steadily growing smile.]

What's your credit card number and PIN?

[She knows Weiss has a credit card so she figures there's a good chance Whitley's got one too.]

I could tell you.

[ A beat. ]

Of course, to tell you that would not be authorizing you to make any purchases, and should any suspicious transactions be made under my name... well, the Schnee family is not kind to those who wrong them, especially financially, and I'll have one culprit lined up for the gallows.

[ Somehow, his smile remains as pleasant as ever. Even moreso, in fact, as he continues. ]

So are you certain that's the question you wish to pursue? I'll permit a do-over.

Please, do I look like the kind of person who'd steal from anybody? Especially the little brother of one of my best friends?

[You wound her, sir, you really do.]

I just want to know what it is. Call it girlish curiosity.

[She genuinely has no inclination of using it whatsoever. It's just a fun, stupid thing to have under her belt.

Particularly because even if Whitley goes and does the smart thing of requesting a completely new card after this game is over, he'd probably still have to explain to his dad why he needs to get a new card. And she'd kinda love to be a fly on the wall for that.]

I'll call it absurdly suspicious.

[ A measured pause, as he actually considers it. It doesn't take him long to determine that if push comes to shove he could, in fact, just get a new card entirely. Father might be upset, but he didn't abandon the SDC to join the military or become a huntsman, so he's kind of Daddy's Favorite at the moment. He'll live. ]

But as a token of goodwill and trust, I'll tell you. I have faith in my sister not to befriend any troublesome people.

The number is 7042 7060 9204 7817. The PIN is 8008.

[Weiss? Befriend "troublesome people"? Perish the thought.

Also doodle-y doo, tapping a quick memo to herself on her Scroll with those numbers and, no really, she's never going to use them, but she would like to tell her uncle she legitimately got a Schnee's credit card number the next time she sees him and she'll probably need proof or it didn't happen.]

Perfect.

And since it's my turn again, I'll pick Truth.

[She already did two Dares, might as well switch it up.]

~Truth.~

What happens if you kiss someone? Would their face melt off? [Yup, just diving right on in there.]

~You can't kiss someone with no mouth, you big berk.

Right. Your turn.~

Yeesh. Unnn-fortunate.

No contest - dare.

~Rather.

Hmm. Right, take a shot of that hot sauce crap Gambit keeps in the fridge.~

Straight to it, huh? [Better than having to tell the truth though. Or think of a believable lie that might pass for truth.]

This stuff right? [He holds up the Louisiana Hot Sauce bottle from the fridge.] Their slogan is 'one drop does it', Jono... Ugh. Okay. If I puke, it's on you.

[One shot of hot sauce, a lot of coughing, a cup of water and some ice cream later and he's good. His eyes are still watering a bit, but he's good. Totally good. Never been better.]

Your turn. [No, he doesn't sound like he's wheezing, thank you very much.]

[It's always slightly hard to tell if Jono's amused on account of the not being able to smile thing, but in this case it's a safe bet that he is.]

~Well, that was just brilliant. Yer own fault fer choosing it.

Hm. Dare, I suppose, to be fair.~

[Mistake, Jono. Big, big mistake.]

Alright. I'm going to need you to put Logan's spandex in the freezer while wet. I suggest attempting to rub Bobby's smell on them, but you do you, man.

Good luck. God speed.

[Dead man walking right there.]

[Jono just shrugs. He went to school with Jubilee - he's used to insanely stupid pranks, and aware that Wolverine has a slightly less murderous side.

He returns a few minutes later, a photo of Wolverine's uniform stuffed into the freezer on his phone as proof.]

~He may still know it was me. Apparently I smell like a sulphur mine. But I took yer advice and rubbed Drake's filthy boxers on it. Don't worry, washed me hands.

If I die, you can have my punk records. Truth or dare?~

[Shiki and Dick were enjoying a quiet evening at home which was a rarity in itself. Shiki had no work deadline to chase while Dick had no superheroing to do. She had propped her legs up on Dicks's lap, enjoying a cup of hot chocolate while listening to her boyfriend talk about his day until he mentioned wanting to play a round of Truth or Dare out of the blue.]

E-eeeh? [She almost dropped her mug in shock.]

This isn't some ploy to get me to tell you my secrets, is it?

[Can't really get the hacker out of the boy, can you?]

Well, I figured it was nicer than doing it the other way.

[He sets down his drink, and brushes some of her hair off her shoulder.]

It might also be a ploy to get you to wear some of your designs. Don't be alarmed.

[Shiki sighs, shaking her head in mock dismay. She takes a sip of her own drink before twisting her body around, swinging one leg down to the floor so that she can put her mug down next to Dick's before putting her leg back on his lap.

What? She was comfy. >w>]

So... [She says, leaning her head on Dick's shoulder.] Any ground rules?

We both get super-serious veto power. Use it wisely.

[Because he has things he likes to keep close, too.

Otherwise, he'll start off by just playing with her hair.]

You can ask me something first.

Okay. [She chuckles, nodding.] I can do that.

[When Dick starts playing with her hair, Shiki's eyes flutter close for a moment, savoring the sensation before nuzzling him (looks like deciding to grow out her hair again has its perks). It almost distracts her from realizing that Dick offered to go first with picking truth.]

... Oh!

[She blinks, more alert now, tapping her chin with her finger in thought. What would be a good thing to ask?]

Hmm, what made you decide to protect my shop?

[Well, Shiki has been wondering that ever since Nighwing stopped the robbery that occurred before. He did tell her it became part of his patrol since Altered to Fit was a well-known shop run by someone who wasn't a native. However, she couldn't help but think there was another reason.]

And when did you start?

Oh geez. When was the first time we talked? It's one of the most enduring structures from people who ended up here. I figured it was a reliable target.

[And hey, that time he was right.]

One of your dreams, I think.

[And Shiki's forever grateful he was at the right place at the right time. She beams up at him, pressing a kiss on his cheek, whispering "Thank you" tenderly into his ear. She had already expressed her appreciation at the time but it still bears repeating.

But now it's her turn.]

Okay... [She's feeling a little bold tonight.] Dare.

[Look, that's just going to involve him trying to wrap an arm around her, too. That's not the dare.]

Iiii... dare you to put on whatever sewing project you're working on right now. No matter how unfinished it is.

[Just when Shiki getting all comfortable, all snuggled up against her boyfriend and all when she tries to remember what was her current sewing project is.

...

......

.........

............

And then it hit her.]

[Snrk.]

Oh. My god.

[She tries to hold her laughter in but she sputters, her giggles spilling out no matter how hard she tried to be dignified and poised--]

[Oh, who was she kidding? HERE COME THE GUFFAWS.]

PAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

[She buries her forehead on Dick's shoulder in attempt to stifle the rest of her laughter which helped a little.

Give her sec.]

[DEEEEEP BREATHS]

Y-you're going-snrk-Ohhh man. You're--pfft-going to love this!

[Unfortunately, she has to disentangle herself from you, Dick, and run to her room to change. She comes out a few minutes later in a...

Mr. Mew suit.

A Mr. Mew suit.

It doesn't have a tail yet but yeaaah...]

[Holding out her, erm, paws with a flourish.]

TADA~~!

[Welp. He got his wish.]

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...not the sexiest catsuit I've ever seen, but you'll do.

[Muffling a laugh behind his hand.]

"Catwoman" is already taken, babe. Did you think I needed a sidekick?

So Dickie, truth or dare?

I'll start with a little bit of truth. Dare really is more my comfort zone, though.

Okay. Do you wear anything under your suits?

Not a lot, but yeah. This stuff doesn't breathe.

Now you choose.

Just checking since they always seem really skin tight.

[Was he brave/stupid enough to chose truth while playing with the junior detective.]

Dare.

I dare you to tell me what, exactly, made you marry Cheshire.

[...:D]

I hate you.

[Here Roy was expecting a proper dare, not something like that.]

She was pregnant and it was the right thing to do, it had nothing to do with love in the end if that was what you're fishing for.

Not even juicy.

Hit me. Truth.

I know, my life's actually pretty boring.

What's going on with you and Batgirl?

[They've known each other a long time. So long, and let alone the the lives they've lead, it's sort of implied questions can be asked freely. Not that it's ever stopped Wally from being entirely silly in his approach to anything.

Spoon hanging from his mouth, hunched over his empty bowl of ice cream on the counter, Wally slurs:] Hey, so, truth or dare?

[Dude, there's more ice cream in the freezer. Go get it. It won't take you but half a second.]

Surprise me. I'm all about the death-defying.

[No doubt, he totally could but.......]

Ok. I dare you to backflip your way to the freezer and get me the last of the ice cream.

[Speedsters can be phenomenally lazy.]

[Are you kidding me. Bro. Bro.]

[Okay, but let's make this fun.

He gives a gymnast's salute when he stands, very sarcastically, before bending down backwards, and doing a quick back handspring--

Hey, you should know he needs a little momentum before he can get into actual backflips with no hands on the ground.

Luckily, there's just enough floorspace for him to do it, nearly miss knocking over a lamp, and actually knock over some kind of encyclopedia off the side table. Hips, man.

He lands a little to the left of the freezer, and pulls out a gallon of mint chocolate chip.

He walks it back to avoid dropping it, but he can't quite help himself and does a handstand with it on the back of the couch before falling into his seat.]

I used to get paid for that kind of show.

[He's so sorry.

Kind of. Or maybe not that much, because the spectacle—after the initial sass—has the redhead grinning from ear to ear. Sure, he saw Dick fight all the time; fancy flips and leaps weren't rare. But outside crimefighting it was just as amazing, if not a little more so.]

As you should have. That's some skill, man, I'm impressed. [Just like he is every single time he sees something acrobatic.

He zips from the counter to the couch, suddenly lounging beside Dick and pawing at the ice cream pale.] All right, your turn; surprise me.

The most dangerous words you can say... Hm.

[There are some people he'd take advantage of that with, but...

The thing about Wally is, you really can't dare someone who tried to give himself superpowers in his garage.]

What have you done that you expect Artemis to kill you for, but she hasn't yet?

[Tsukishima isn't actually sure why this kind of thing is happening, besides the annoying but common view that people should get along!! And visit each other's school festivals to promote friendship!!!! And other things like that. But, here he is, somehow dragged into a truth or dare session.]

[Well. He guesses he might as well make the best of it.]

Truth.

[He's not doing dare with someone he's just met. Actually, for most of the people he knows from his own school, he wouldn't choose dare from them either.]

[Truth or dare with acquaintances can be just as fun (if not, more fun!) than with friends. Friends know you too well to know what you'd do or have done. It's a fun and risky ice breaker game that Momo isn't going to run away from!]

Hmm...truth, huh... [He's playing it safe so Momo isn't going to go ham with the questions...yet.]

You actually don't need glasses, huh? I bet you can see just fine without them but have some ~cool~ reason to wear them, right? Right?

...That’s the question you’re going to ask?

[This sounds like a Hinata-grade question. In fact, looking at the other guy, he could be related to Hinata. Shaking his head, Tsukishima reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a glasses case. A simple snap reveals a pair of sports glasses, the kind that stay on even after a ball to the head.]

If it was just for looks, then I wouldn’t bother with these.

Then pick dare next time because those are always better! [Should Tsukishima mention a "Hinata" the first question that would likely come to Momo's mind is whether she's cute or not. ~~Must be, if they apparently look alike!~~ He takes a note out of those lenses though, nodding.]

Heeh~ Those are for sports, right? [He's not a glasses wearer himself so what does he know.] What do you play?

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Volleyball. Middle blocker.

[Not something that should be surprising with how tall he is, but he’s not going to state the obvious. Instead, he’ll let Momotarou take a look at them for a few seconds before snapping the case shut again.]

But you know, if you say something like that, I better get an interesting answer myself. Truth or Dare?

[Momo's played volleyball at the beach a few times but he's by no means a pro. His skill set lies elsewhere besides flirting with girls.] Swimming. Backstroke~! [Momo flashes a thumbs up, as if they're being interviewed by the news.]

I'm not afraid - [and his voice takes a dip in pitch] dare.

Alright, if it’s dare, then….

[The look on Tsukishima’s face is bright, cheery, and friendly… in direct contrast to the dare that comes out of his mouth.]

I dare you to do a flip into the pool and land in a belly flop, and you have to keep doing it until you get it right.

[Momo smirks back as he folds his arms to let the ~~imaginary~~ choir sing for him, for Tsukishima is going to witness something amazing.] Haaah! Who do you think you're talking to??? I, Mikoshiba Momotaru, will show you what the best backstroke swimmer of Samezuka Academy can do! [He's also has endured worse, such as crashing into the pool's wall. (It's really his sheer enthusiasm that keeps his mind working...)

Speaking of which, they do reach the pool and Momo's already changed into his signature pair of speedos. Since everyone else is busy with the festival, it's just the two of them here. Nitori might come searching for them later so he's going to have to make this quick...

He's actually mumbling something under his breath, along the likes of imagining Gou is cheering him on during this stunt. It may seem alarming then to see him so wide eyed like he's seeing stars.]

Ready, Meganecchi? [A small voice in his head reminds him that he probably should ask for his name later. Right. After showing off.]

[When someone is this excited, it usually means something dumb is about to happen, and, well, he won’t turn down a free show. Still, those starry eyes are kind of weird…]

[A scowl shows up on his face.]

Tsukishima. And go for it.

t&d4eva

rindo kobayashi ( shokugeki no soma )

Paladin -|- D&D (OC) -|- OTA

Rafe Adler | Uncharted

Mahiru Koizumi | Dangan Ronpa | F/F for ships, OTA otherwise.

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Junkrat | Overwatch | OTA

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i have no idea what kind of dares you're up for so I bullshitted

this is mORE THAN GREAT

rip sombra

Matsuura Kanan | Love Live Sunshine

Kazuki Miyamoto | Original | OTA

Mari Ohara - Love Live! - F/F if ships

Yuri Katsuki | Yuri on Ice | OTA

Adam Parrish / The Raven Cycle

Kenny Al-Bahir | The War At Home

Mio Kusakai | Keijo!!!!!!!!

whitley schnee || rwby

i regret nothing

nor i

1/? okay maybe there are some regrets

2/? they ain't mine tho

3/3

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ßlake ßelladonna ∙ RWBY ∙

viktor nikiforov | yuri!!! on ice

Ghanima Atreides | Children of Dune (film) | OTA

Quentin Quire Ω Marvel (616) Ω OTA

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Billy Kaplan | Marvel

Loki Laufeyson | Marvel (JiM) | ota

Lawless | Servamp | OTA

Fingon | The Silmarillion | OTA

takeshi sendo || hajime no ippo

Vex'ahlia | Critical Role

Dick Grayson | Young Justice | OTA

/adds to pile to their threads, nbd XD

hee

<3

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