#dare au

[theprofessionalpromptmaker]

Dare Day & Dinosaur Day & National Bubbly Day

Person A is the only necromancer in their magic club and during a drinking game gets dared to raise a dinosaur from the dead, which they manage to do, but the soul that was once the dinosaur’s has been reincarnated so many times and in it’s last life was a dog. So now Person A is dealing with a re-animated skeleton that behaves more dog-like than anything else.

[bridgyrose]

Part 2 of the Dare? Who's next on the kissing block?

Ruby paced around a bit as she worked up the courage to make her way to Pyrrha and Nora, her hand shaking as she held the list in front of her. She had already crossed Weiss’ name off, figuring that Pyrrha and Nora would be the next ones to tackle. Velvet and Coco were off on a training mission, and it wasnt like it was going to be easy to walk up to either of them to ask for a single kiss. At least, not with everyone that watches them. The moment that she’d try, she knew that other students would be after her. Then, there was Cinder, the biggest wild card on the list. There was something that didnt sit right about that girl, everything about her seemed off and trying to get close to her was a nightmare. Always busy, always locked up in her room, only leaving for classes and meals. 

She folded up the list and slowly made her way to the dorm door and knocked quietly as she tried to think of the words she wanted to say. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to work up the confidence to say the words she wanted as the door opened in front of her. 

“Ruby?” Pyrrha asked with a smile. “What brings you around? Jaune’s out with Ren for some meditation, so I can let him know-” 

“I’m actually here for you.” Ruby interrupted. “A-and Nora if she’s here. I… I have something I need to ask you both.” 

“Yeah, Nora’s here. What do you need from us?” 

“Can… we talk about this privately? Its…a bit of a strange request.” 

“Sure, come in.” 

Ruby smiled a bit as she walked in and closed the door behind her, her heart feeling like it was going to pound out of her chest. Her smile faded as she sat down on Jaune’s bed, suddenly unsure about how she was going to ask both of them. Her hand shook a bit as she gripped her skirt as she finally looked away from Pyrrha. 

“So, what did you want to ask us?” Nora said as she bounced over. 

Pyrrha shook her head and slowly moved Nora a bit. “Give her some space, I’m sure that whatever she wants to ask us is important.” 

Ruby hesitated for a moment as she felt a blush spread across her cheeks, her body nearly heating up as she thought about why she was here to begin with. “I… I was…. I was hoping I could… kiss you both… because of a dare.” 

“A dare?”

“Yeah… I…” Ruby let out a quiet sigh as she started to get her thoughts together, her voice shaking as she nervously spoke. “Its… its a long story, but… I have a list of people I was “dared” to kiss in order to get a new part of my scythe since I’m a bit low on lien. And, well, you and Nora are on the list of people I need to kiss.” 

“Oh, well I dont see-” 

Nora grinned and moved close. “Then why wait?” 

Ruby hesitated as she felt Nora press into a kiss, a tingle running down her spine as her aura flickered. She felt herself press back into the kiss, her hand gently moving to Nora’s back for a moment until she finally pulled back, breaking the kiss. She panted for a moment, her head spinning as it started to feel hard to breathe. 

“Alright Pyrrha, your turn,” Nora said with a grin. 

Pyrrha nodded and gently put a hand on Ruby’s cheek. “Since its to help you out, I dont see why not.” 

Before Ruby could speak, she felt Pyrrha press her lips against her own, softer than she expected. Once again, she felt her body heat up as she felt a spark run down her spine as her aura flickered once more. But this time, things felt different. Her chest tightened for a moment as she felt her heart pound, feeling as if someone had gripped her heart. She broke the kiss with Pyrrha, panting and pulling a clammy hand to her chest. “I… Thank you for understanding. Both of you.” 

“Of course, but are you alright? You look pale?” 

“I’m… I’m fine…” Ruby said as she caught her breath, catching a glimpse of herself in a nearby mirror. Her skin looked more pale than Weiss, her eyes had a blue streak crossing through them, and the red streaks in her hair were brighter than what they had been before. “I’m sorry for putting you in this position.” 

“Are you sure you’re okay?” 

Nora took Ruby’s hand. “Maybe you should rest-” 

“I’m fine!” Ruby snapped, pausing for a moment when she realized she raised her voice. She pulled her hand away from Nora, and started to get up. “I… I just need a little rest is all! Its been a long day and I guess I’m just a bit more tired than I thought.” 

Nora looked over at Pyrrha, and then back to Ruby. “If you’re sure. Just let us know if you need anything, alright?” 

Ruby nodded and slowly made her way out of the dorm, closing the door behind her and pressed up against it. She shakily pulled out the list and crossed off Nora’s and Pyrrha’s names, taking a breath to steady herself as her head started to spin. “Yeah, that’s… that’s all I need. Rest today, and then try to finish this up tomorrow.” 

[perfect-ishimondo-boys]

Dare AU:

Leon dares Mondo to date Kiyotaka for two weeks for money. Mondo excepts the dare and now is forced to hang out with Kiyotaka. But after spending time with Kiyotaka, Mondo actually starts having fun and even develops a little bit of a crush on him.

[evakfanficsrecs]

Halla! So I absolutely adore IWDIA and I was just wondering if you knew of any other bet!aus? Preferably chaptered, but honestly I'll take anything. Thanks lovelies!!

Hi, lovely!

Well, there’s not that many bet/dare (or prank) AUs out there, but I’ve managed to make a little list (including IWDIA because someone was bound to ask for a link) for you anyway :)

Hope you enjoy! ♥

I Would Do It Again by cuteandtwistedSummary: “I dare you to hook up with him.” “What? The blonde guy?” “Yes, the blonde guy.“ Or Even gets caught up in a dare, and Isak loses a little bit of himself in the process.

a little too loud by Anonymous (discontinued?)Summary: He bangs his head on the nearest wall, already trying to figure out what Sonja will make him do for 24 hours. Because there is no way he’s winning this bet. No way he can turn that boy —with his hoodie, hunched shoulders, backwards cap and, frankly, overall sad aura— into something model-dating Emma would go for. Or: the She’s All That AU.

Oppfordre (Nerve) by EvenbechbaesheimSummary: After everything that went on last year, Isak’s really just trying to keep his head down and cling onto the few friendships he’s managed to maintain. Eva still hates him, and he doesn’t blame her for a second. In Isak’s head, he really is the villain of her story. He probably deserves everything that’s coming to him. And then Oppfordre starts. It’s just a silly game. A dumb app that makes you do dares for money, using online popularity as a driving force. Isak isn’t interested. Not even remotely. Then he notices the new boy across the schoolyard.

Can I? by AifaSkamSummary: “Why did you want to get a live portrait?” “Actually, my friends kind of dared me to do it.” says Isak. “if you don’t want it, can I keep it?”

i don’t believe in yoga by rose02Summary: Even Bech Næsheim runs and teaches at Under Vann yoga studio, and Isak Valtersen lost a bet to which the punishment was to go to a yoga class in hot pink yoga pants. Needless to say, this will be an interesting class. Featuring a flustered Isak, and a slightly bitter Even. 

Come and paint the world with me tonight by LostInAdmirationSummary: “If he had been smart and sober enough to say no, he wouldn’t be stood in a church he definitely shouldn’t be in, wearing a suit that was far too tight and a rainbow coloured bow-tie.”

Vivid in Black and White by FxckxxpSummary: In a Hei Briskeby video prank taken too far, Isak meets Even for the first time down on one knee—asking for his hand in marriage.

–A

[ohhicas]

Nobody asked me to revisit this 3 year old picture, but I might be drawing another version soon so I wanted to do a call-back to Class One

+ more added teachers/students than the original had, even if they’re cut off in some parts and i’m still missing a few

[giantmonstercaptain]

Five Sixteen Drabble: 3/9

Out of all the realities that exist, there’s at least one where everything turns out just fine. Maybe not picket fences or seas of gold, but ‘okay’ is definitely something to strive for. ‘Just fine’ is a good place to be.

Flash Rogues AU Hartley Rathaway + James Jesse

Word count: 2484 Warnings: So much dang fluff. And domestic! Oh and an AU that’s lasted too long.  AO3: link Notes: One of 9 drabbles for @ohhicas‘s birthday. More will be posted over the next month, all different ships and fandoms. I missed last week, but I’m trying to get back to writing. Took a self-imposed vacation this past week and I feel so much better, tbh. Here’s another fic, with an AU that’s probably a long-running inside joke at this point.

It’s too early in the morning for any of this.

Saturday and he should be sleeping in, but every saturday morning for--hell, years now--has been spent this way. This is what he gets for having a partner who takes his job Too Seriously. James is clutching a water-bottle in one hand and trotting along beside Len, who’s hip shouldn’t be able to handle this, and has been shot down for a jog past Starbucks twice now. If he asks again, the old man just might trip him. 

James almost wants Len to trip him so he has an excuse to just go home and not have to jog any more. It’s so early that there aren’t even kids out to play yet and he should just be in bed with his husband, not trying to keep up with his slave-driving best friend’s exercise routine.

“Don’t tell me you’re goin’ for another lap--?”

There’s a muffled laugh behind him, and James makes the widest u-turn he can to join Len in the driveway he’s stopped in. James’s own driveway, of course. That he jogged right past because he was complaining internally and he wants to punch Len right in his smug grin. 

“One of these days you’re going to have to do this by yourself.” The blonde downs the rest of his water bottle in one go and tosses the empty plastic right at the older man. Take that. Len’s just grinning and shaking his head. Red in the face and leaned against the most conspicuous D.A.R.E. vehicle in the world. The rest of the force probably gave it to him as a joke, but Len loves it. Because of course he does. 

“Go cool off before you stroke out, kid.” Len’s fumbling around in his fanny pack for his car keys, the car unlocks with a loud chirp once he finds them. “We still on for this afternoon?”

“You bet we are!” What was this afternoon again? Oh yeah, June. A saturday. Of course they have plans. Before he can ask Len to jog his memory on the details, James is watching his partner climb into the car and roll down the driver’s window after he starts the hideous thing up. 

A tilt of Len’s head, the younger blonde is getting that dad look from over a pair of way too big sunglasses. “Don’t forget.”

“I wont!” James scrunches his face up for good measure. What, like he has a bad memory? It’s not like he’s been shot in the head or anything. Yeah, right. Just an overactive mind and a preoccupied personality. “Get home and shower before you stink the whole car up, old man!”

An air of mock-offense and James turns on his heel to stroll into the house. Doesn’t need to hear Len’s laugh over the car to know it’s there. The guy sure does smile and laugh a lot more these past few years than he ever did when James first started as his partner. The family life seemed to really suit the guy.

James makes his way through the front door, starting to feel a bit of grit on his skin as his sweat starts to dry. Right, that familiar ‘I need to shower right now or else’ feeling. Can’t mistake that. The door clicks shut behind him and there’s a familiar sound from the kitchen before he’s even out of the entryway. The blonde leaves his keys and empty water bottle (that he’d recovered from the sad attempt at assaulting his best friend) on the bench of the closest and largest piano in sight, only to creep into the kitchen in the most stealthy way.

Humming the pink panther theme the whole time, of course. The most stealthy.

A few moments later, a still sweaty and gross James has latched onto his chosen victim. The ginger laughs as James hugs him from behind, covering his husband in vaguely gritty kisses along a freckled neck.

“Nooo--” Hart’s attempt at dissuading his husband is weak, and punctured with a brief snort of giggles. There’s now a stubbled chin being rubbed against his neck and shoulder and he tries to scrunch up to get away from it because that tickles. “Please go shower and shave off that sandpaper.”

“But what if I want to sport a grungy dad look? It’s all the rage.” Oops, his hand seems to be wandering up under the edge of a green tanktop. Hart stops squirming as much and leans against James, with a hint of laughter still lingering in his chest. 

“I’d rather not have to deal with a smelly husband, thanks.” Not that James was too bad now but--well, later. Especially considering the rest of the day’s plans would be outside. Deodorant and sunscreen for everyone. Especially the latter for a ginger. 

James sighs as though Hart has placed the world upon his shoulders. A wholly theatrical sigh, and he rests his chin on a mostly bare shoulder. It seems he’s interrupted Hart packing a cooler for the day. Drinks, snacks and black bean burger patties since as much as the ginger appreciates Mick trying to grill for multiple diets, he never seems to get bean patties quite right. This way, he’ll just have to heat them up on the grill. It works better.

“Fine, but when I get out, I’m slathering you with sunscreen.” Another peppering of kisses to Hart’s cheek, and James trots off to the shower. 

It’s not as hot as it could be for a Saturday in June. Low 80s and a breeze, with scattered cloud cover. Not to mention that the park has a fair amount of tall trees for shade. Definitely could do worse.

They pull up to a parking lot marked as “staff and volunteers only”. Hart’s already fishing their parking pass out of the glovebox--it’s not the first year they’ve done this, after all. Getting close to a decade now, at least in being here “officially”. There’s a staff member at the parking lot entrance, a pair of shorts so short they beat out James’s--which is almost hard to do--and a tanktop that matches that of every other staff member. The guy looks over their parking pass, glances from it to James in the driver’s seat, to James’s obvious shirt, and then back to the parking pass.

“Central High, right?” The staffer hands the pass back to James, who in turn hands it to Hart again. It’s not a completely odd question, but he’s pretty sure Central’s the only school in the Twin Cities with a still-functioning D.A.R.E. program. He should know, they do have visit all the other high schools themselves, after all. 

“Yep! Good ol’ home base.” James squints against the sunlight to look up at this kid. Couldn’t be older than 19, short hair and dark bangs that he keeps having to push out of his eyesight. Looks familiar. 

“Cool. Someone from your group’s already here.” The kid gestures to a corner of the parking lot that’s not completely full, at least. But there is a bright red pickup truck with a visible grill in the back of it and James pulls his car in right next to it. The duo have barely been parked long enough to get out of the car when a square-shouldered bald sort in a shirt with “CCFD” in big, bright letters across the front--”Captain Rory” on the back--trots up to them. Hart’s caught in a strong hug first, grinning like mad. James tries to come around for a hug of his own, nearly gets bowled over by a belgian shepherd in a red and black CCFD harness. 

“You two mind giving me a hand with the booth?” Mick manages to reach out and scoop James into the hug with one arm, squishing the married couple in the comforting embrace of a firefighter Captain. The belgian shepherd, Cinder, keeps bumping her damp nose against James’s bare legs. A snoof against the sunscreen and she repeats the motion with Hart, who scratches between her ears and gets a heck of a tail wag in thanks.

“Only if you don’t try to make me carry that grill of yours.” Hart looks up at Mick with an apologetic smile, but the firefighter just laughs, shaking his head. He knows better than to try to make a small sea of freckles manhandle the grilling monstrosity. 

“Nah, ‘course not.” Mick claps the duo on the shoulders. “I’ll unload the cars if you two’ll set up the tent?”

James tosses him the keys of his own vehicle--DARE cruiser the elder, who doesn’t get to roll through many parades now that Len has the gaudy monstrosity--and gives a nod. “Aye-aye, Capt’n!”

By the time they’re finished setting everything up, the parade is starting to roll by the park. They’ve got two pop-up tents tied together, facing the main walkway leading from park entrance to the amphitheater where the main event will be centered around. One black, with the DARE logo in bright red, and the other red with CCFD’s lettering in white. Because nothing says ‘please assume we’re married’ other than lashing your respective tents together. Tables at the front of both, covered in pamphlets and goodies that you normally see at an event like this. Not to mention cookies that James spent most of the weekend baking. 

Mick’s grilling station, as well as everyone’s camping chairs and coolers, are set up a bit further back from the tents. Fire safety first. Not to mention this was their food, and they’re allowed to enjoy pride on their own as much as any visitor was. Cinder’s watching the tables, wagging tail welcoming the few who would rather get a head start on booths instead of watching the parade.

The grill’s warming up by the time the parade is done circling the park and begins to funnel into it. Master of ceremonies is leading guests down the walkway to the amphitheater--and James catches a glimpse of the blue machine pulling into staff parking. Can almost count like clockwork how long it takes from the car pulling in to park to the sight of a german shepherd--clad in a rainbow bandanna with his usual service dog vest--bowling towards them. Commodore Boomerang barely stops to sniff hello to the group before tucking in obediently at Cinder’s side, tail about to wag off its hinges. If not for Charlie, those two pups would be inseparable.

Finally, a detective and his adopted son come into view. Both in shirts that match James’s own, and the kid immediately gets swept into hair ruffles by his ‘Uncle James’ as soon as he’s reached the tents. Granted, glitter fluffs out of that dirty blonde mop, and James cannot be more proud. Conscripts the kid into helping him with dousing the dogs in color powder. Gotta get into the spirit, after all.

You’d think that Len and Mick hadn’t seen each other in a week, the way they greet one another in a hug that lasts far too long, and soft kisses. A pair of gruff dads that James interrupts by assaulting them with packs of blue and red color powder. Len narrows a look at him, grumbling as he detaches from Mick and tries to ignore Hart and Charlie laughing at them. Mick’s laughing, too, as a matter of fact. Len’s brief frown doesn’t stay for more than a moment.

The day goes, well, about as well as any Pride could. A hot summer day, loud music and friendly faces. It’s a “private” event, so any protestors are forced to the sidewalks on the opposite side of the road from the park, and any hateful words are drowned out by joy and love. The way that Pride should be, and has been for the last few years. The upside of charging even the barest of admission. Worth it, in a bible belt state.

Despite slathering Hart in so many layers of sunscreen, he still manages to end up pink. Then again, it’d be a damn miracle if that wasn’t the case. Poor guy’s used to it by now. Mick makes sure he spends most of his time in the shade of the tent and always packs aloe in the first aid kit. A good fireman.

By the time the food is ready, despite the grill being back from the tents and the wandering patrons, they still end up with “extra” mouths to feed. A small teen with a mohawk striped in color today dragging around a lanky young adult ginger who’s starting to even out from puberty growth spurts. A long-limbed librarian and a slightly round scottish accent. A dark gal with the most perfect afro, arm-in-arm with a blonde southern belle. 

As if they couldn’t expect some former DARE students to show up uninvited. 

Not to mention that Charlie’s little crew gathers around with gifts of soda, chips and brats. Len appreciates this company far more than his former students. They all have their own DARE shirts with “DEPUTY” haphazardly spray-stenciled in bright pink by none other than Officer Jesse himself. Charlie doesn’t even need the Commodore at his side more than a couple of times throughout the day--which is a welcome sight that the adults notice and breathe not a word about. Let the kid be a kid for once.

Eventually the sun sets and the lights of the park kick on. Fireworks always signal the after-party, but Len and Mick usually take that time to pack up and head for home. Anders stays longer than any of the other kids and young adults, wrangling the dogs and packing up leftovers. Len treats him like he used to treat James, before “junior” officer became just “Officer Jesse”. James always has to hide a grin when he notices. 

Some things never change and it’s an utter relief.

After the rest of their group is gone, Hart and James find themselves with a couple of drinks in the middle of a dancing crowd. They’re not sure who the queen on the stage is right now and it doesn’t really matter. Just that things are normal and the drag show is loud and happy and they get to be just--this.

James has an arm slung around Hart’s waist. Carefully kisses at the parts of his husband’s neck that aren’t quite so pink with sun. Years ago, neither of them would have dreamed themselves so lucky. Married, together. Out in public and able to enjoy life for what it is. There’s applause around them for the end of someone’s performance, but Hart’s leaned down to kiss his husband long and slow.

Husband. Officer James Jesse and Professor Hartley Rathaway. As lucky as a couple of guys could get in the Twin Cities, they’re pretty sure.

[bridgyrose]

The Dare, Part 3... What's going on with Ruby? What's Emerald's plan? Does Emerald wanna kiss Ruby herself?

(Emerald's plan is going to be fun.)

Ruby sighed as she looked over her list once more, still not sure how she was going to complete this. With only Coco, Velvet, and Cinder let, this wasnt going to be an easy task. Coco wasnt someone you could just go up to and ask for a kiss, especially being a mentor to Ruby and her team. Velvet would be easier, if it wasnt for the fact that Coco’s fiercely protective of her faunus teammate, making sure that the only people going near her have no intention to harm her. And then there was Cinder, the unknown variable of the bunch. She didnt know much about her beyond that she was from Haven and that she didnt seem to hate her, and asking her for a kiss seemed like a quick way to get killed. 

“What do you have there?” Velvet asked. 

Ruby practically jumped as she shoved the list into her pocket, turning around to face Velvet. “N-nothing! Its… homework. I have some homework I need to work on and part of it is a scavenger hunt.” 

Velvet smiled at her. “Maybe I can help out.” 

“I-I couldnt ask you for help.” Ruby paused for a moment as she looked up at Velvet, her heart pounding in her chest as she heard her next few words leave her lips without her own volition. “But there is something you could help me out with.” 

“What’s that?” 

“I-'' the words caught in Ruby’s throat as she tried to hold back what was really going on. But the more she thought about it, the more she thought it’d be okay to ask Velvet to help with the dare. Coco wasnt around, and she didnt have to kiss long, just once. “I-I need help with a… dare. I know, I shouldnt have accepted the dare, but I couldnt pass up a new scope and I… I need… a kiss from you.” 

Velvet looked at her curiously. “A kiss?” 

Ruby nodded nervously, feeling her heart pound harder in her chest as she waited in anticipation for an answer. Of course this was a stupid question, of course Velvet would say no, of course none of this would work. She started to turn away from Velvet, ready to hear the “no” answer.

“Sure, I’ll give you a kiss.” 

“You will?” Ruby croaked out, her body freezing up for a moment as she heard the answer. 

Velvet nodded and gave Ruby a soft smile. “Of course. Though, you might want to keep this from Coco. If she finds out, she’ll make sure you regret it.” 

Ruby gave a nervous smile as she kissed Velvet, once again feeling a tingle run through her body as she pressed her lips against Velvet’s. This time, as she pulled back from the kiss, she noticed her aura starting to crackle around her fingertips for a moment before disappearing. 

“Everything okay?” Velvet asked. 

“I’m fine,” Ruby answered back, giving Velvet a small smile. “Thank you. I… I should get going now.” 

Velvet nodded. “Alright. I’ll see you later then?” 

Ruby nodded and quickly rushed down the hall and around a corner, looking at her hand once more. The red crackling of her aura had finished, but she felt… strange. She felt like something was missing from her but she couldnt pin it. Still, she pulled the paper out of her pocket and crossed Velvet’s name off the list. 

“Looks like you’re making decent progress. Only two more names left.” 

Ruby quickly turned around and shoved the list back into her pocket once more. “Emerald! What are you doing here?” 

Emerald smiled, hands in her pockets as she leaned against the hallway wall. “Just wanted to see what kind of progress you’ve made with this. And so far, I’m pleased.” 

“What do you get out of this?” Ruby pulled out the lipstick that Emerald had given her, looking it over and finally noticing a small emblem on the case. “You have a scope you want to give me with payment being kissing a list of people, you gave me lipstick to use that I havent been able to wipe off, and you keep saying that you’ll know if I’ve followed through with our deal. But you still havent told me what you get out of it.” 

“Do I have to get anything out of it?” Emerald asked. 

“People usually do. Even I know nothing is truly free.” 

Emerald smirked a bit and pulled out a mirror. “Then why dont you find out?” 

Ruby looked curiously at her reflection in the mirror, pausing as it flashed for a brief moment and giving her a different reflection. Her hair was a bright red like Pyrrha’s, rabbit ears stood tall on her head similar to Velvet’s, her eyes were the same piercing blue as Weiss’s and electricity ran across her face as her reflection went back to normal. Ruby slowly reached up to the top of her head, trying to feel for the ears she had seen. “What was that?” 

“That… is the culmination of our deal so far.” Emerald put the mirror away, her smirk growing a bit. “Just a few changes as payment for the deal.” 

“Then I wont finish it!” Ruby angrily called out. “This wasnt our deal!” 

“You never asked. Though, you might as well finish it. You’re almost done.” 

“I’m done now!” Ruby pulled out the paper the list was written on and started to tear it up, pausing as she felt a shot of pain rush through her back as her aura started to flicker as if it broke. 

“If you stop now, then you’ll never graduate as a huntress.” Emerald pulled away from the wall and started to walk off. “Either you become a huntress with a few changes, or you lose the one thing you dream of becoming. And if you tell anyone about this, then you’ll never be a huntress.” 

Ruby felt her heart stop as her aura started to recover and the pain in her spine started to fade. Her fingers trembled as she held the paper in her hands, terrified about what she had gotten into. The reflection she had seen was still etched into her mind as she took a deep breath, slowly trying to find a way out of this dare.

[theprofessionalpromptmaker]

Person A was created to protect an estate from intruders but went to an extreme when they killed a trespasser. When the owners tried to shut Person A down, Person A fought back, and finally the owners left the estate, leaving it to be abandoned and overrun by nature, due to Person A becoming too much of a threat to human life. One day, Person B decides to break in for a dare.