a stranger is just a friend you haven't met

[enabling]

FRIENDSHIP MEME ( because love takes many forms. ) Friend; noun 1. a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard. 2. a person who gives assistance. 3. a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile. 4. a member of the same nation, party, etc.

Old Friends 1. Just chillin’. You just enjoy each other’s company, and you’re spending time somewhere that the only thing that matters is both of you, doing your thing. 2. A friend in need is a friend indeed. Hey man, my car broke down. Also, I might have to come stay with you a while because my significant other kicked me out... One of you is in a pickle! Time to test how far this friendship can go. 3. Bros b4 hos, man. Chicks b4 dicks. I’m really happy for your success in finding someone who might be interested in seeing you naked, but you need to remember that your friends need time too. Jealousy and friendly concern regarding relationships go here. 4. We’re gonna paint the town. Inflicting your friendship upon society. Maybe you’re going out for a party, maybe you’re just driving around. DO something together! Try something new! 5. I get by with a little help from my friends. You or your friend is in need of some emotional support during a difficult time. Whether it’s a shit situation or just whining, a friend is obligated to deal and give advice. Or are they? 6. Get in, loser, we’re going shopping. Whirlwind adventure time! Kidnap your a friend from their mundane schedule and play hookey! Run away together! 7. I love you, man. Showing your appreciation and affection for your friend, be it in gifts, gestures, or just an outright thank you. 8. Gurl, hold my poodle. A fight has broken out, and either one or both of you are involved. Do you/the friend break up the fight or jump right in to defend? Or maybe you’re in a situation neither of you could avoid - perhaps it’s war instead. What sort of team are you? 9. Long-lost. You’ve been driven apart by distance or circumstances, but you finally have the chance to see one another again. What’s the reunion like? 10. Misery loves company. Commiserating together. Maybe you’re stuck at a really boring afair, maybe you’re complaining about men/women/work. You’re allowed to be as nasty as you want in front of your best friends! 11. E tu, Brute? Betrayal. Whether intentional or not, one of you has let the other down. They’re not the person you thought they were. 12. I only tell you this because I care. Advice, possibly unsolicited. Your friend has been doing something you don’t like and you’re going to let them know. Yes, that dress does make you look fat. 13. Thinking of you. So I saw this hat on my way through the mall and thought of you! I found this cool/funny video and thought I’d pass it on! I felt like baking cookies and thought you might appreciate some. 14. Why are we friends, again? Argument! Know someone long enough and you’re bound to get in a few! Is someone just in a terrible mood? Or is there an actual issue? Fight it out, big or small! Small to big? 15. Too good of friends. Make-up prompt. You two got into it, and now it’s someone’s turn to step up and be the bigger person to preserve the friendship. How do you show you’re sorry? Is forgiveness possible? 16. Obligatory wildcard. Pick your own! New Friends Icebreakers for new interactions! Reasons (Optional): 1. Convenience. You work together and carpool. You’re neighbors. You have the same classes. It’s just easier to get along than ignore each other. 2. Through an Acquaintance. They’re a friend of a friend, so naturally, you’ve had to deal with them every so often. But maybe you want to see what they’re like when it’s just the two of you? 3. Hardship. They came to help you out when you needed it, despite being a stranger. Comrades in arms. 4. Intrigue. You seem pretty cool. Want to hang out sometime? Prompts 1. Party. So you should be friends with me, because I can drink a yard of beer and I’ve got the moves like Jagger. 2. Venue. Going to the movies, having lunch together, checking out the fair that came through town. It’s like a date, except getting to know them doesn’t come tied with a relationship. 3. Favor. Hey, I’m going out for a weekend. Would you mind feeding my cat? Can I borrow a little bit of money and pay you back later? 4. TMI. Um. No, I didn’t know you had a foot fetish! And I’m really not sure how I feel about it. I really don’t care how many cats you have. I’m not at liberty to discuss how much money I have. 5. Advice. Hey, do you mind giving a second opinion? Also, you never knew this about me, but I’m actually a ninja as a night job and I can give you some help with that self-defense issue you’ve been having? 6. Philosophy. Friendship’s first deep, serious conversation. What do you think of this current issue? What’s your religious standing? 7. Call me, text me. Hey, what’s up? NM here, just bored at work. Want to play Words with Friends? Casual conversations at a distance. 8. Forced association. Well, I’d better get going... nevermind, it looks like it’s flooding outside. Um. Usually the drive is ten minutes, but usually traffic isn’t a fifty-car pile-up... know any showtunes? 9. Upgrading. Roll from the Old Friends category and see if this friend is able to take the leap! 10. Wildcard Yep. meme by terrabelle

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jessica jones → ota

[xertz]

New Friends, Venue: bar (can do actionspam if you prefer)

[hellboundheart]

"Pardon me, luv."

The Liverpool accent was harsher and more low-class than any London accent might be. The man that pushed past the man trying to hit on Jessica surely wasn't anything like those that might try to impress her. His dark red tie hung loosely around his neck, sleeves rolled up with a beige trenchcoat around him. His voice alone marked him as an oddity in a dive bar in New York City.

"Whisky straight, water back," John called out to the tender, dropping a ten spot on the bar before he ventured a look at Jessica. A grin was shot at her, same as it was any woman (and a few men) that dared to look at John.

Kilgrave's voice never issued from John's lips as he waved to a few people he knew. Rounds were bought and paid for by others while John entertained them with a few cheap magic tricks. It was an hour or so before his attention moved back to Jessica.

"Want another? My friend over there is buying," he said with a way towards the idiot waving money.

[xertz]

Jessica inclines her head, eyes narrowing slightly at the stranger. Suspicion lingers in her gaze for a long moment, as she observes John moving around the bar. Popular enough guy, evidenced by his casual demeanor and the effortless way he exploits the amusement of others for his evening's dose of poison. A magician, huh?

"Some friend you've got there," she comments on the other man's generosity, yet doesn't decline. Free booze is free booze. Jessica will hardly complain.

[hellboundheart]

Any of the tricks John does are the same kinds that any street 'magician' can do. Sleight of hand often fools the senses, giving the impression of something not there. Only a few would catch the twitches of realmagic buried in the quick flips of his hands and fast turns of cards. He prefers it that way, for people to believe the lie instead of truth. Especially pretty birds drinking alone.

"Isn't he? Getting divorced tomorrow. His bachelor party tonight."

Taking his own gin with a small dash of cranberry, John drops down in the chair opposite her without invitation. His smile is honest enough, cynical in that it laughs at himself as well as everyone around him.

"And who might you be? John Constantine myself," he says, offering her a business card. "Hate to see someone drinking alone."

[xertz]

As he takes a seat, Jessica continues to regard him skeptically. Her own order has arrived — another shot of bourbon. Only this time, it's the expensive shit. No need to choose the cheap stuff if it's on someone else's tab.

"Jessica Jones," she offers after a few seconds of silence. Accepting the card, she glances down to read it before she gives him another look. "You a stripper or something?" Because with that title underneath his name, it's the only explanation. He can't expect her to take him seriously.

Piper Wright | Fallout 4 | ota

[columnist]

Natsumi Hikari - Kamen Rider Decade - OTA

[summerorange]

Dorian Pavus | Dragon Age | OTA

[thevint]

[neverexpected]

[What do you think of 13 under old friends? Either Lavellan can get a gift for Dorian or vice versa. I'm also open to any ideas you may like to try!]

[thevint]

[Sure! I'm down for that. Just have to think of the perfect gift :'|]

[neverexpected]

[if you can't think of one, Lavellan can totally give one to Dorian!]

[thevint]

[Dorian would always appreciate a nice bottle of brandy, maybe something found on their travels]

[neverexpected]

[Sounds good!]

When writing the varied, war-torn history of Thedas, scholars are likely to note the similarities and differences between the three (current) main heroes that have shaped the world thus far: The Hero of Ferelden, The Champion of Kirkwall, and The Inquisitor. There will be debates held in the future about their true natures, the validity of their triumphs, and the significance of their accomplishments, but one thing for certain will be agreed upon by academia across the ages:

They all had an intense compulsive hoarding issue.

Herbs, doodads, the occasional torn trousers… the list goes on and on, like taking inventory of the world’s largest and most scatterbrained warehouse. If it weren’t for the seemingly endless supply flow between the merchants of the Inquisition and the outside world, the courtyard would undoubtedly stand mired with a mountain of useless trash that, frankly, nobody else would ever want.

That being said, Inquisitor Lavellan did occasionally unearth a hidden treasure or two while feeding her unhealthy collection habits, and when she did, she always put it to good use. Today’s example? A nicely aged bottle of Antivan brandy pilfered from a group of bandits, somewhat ironically, and appraised by Varric himself with an overall marking of ‘Some Grade A Good Shit’. He’d turned down Lavellan’s offer to share and instead pointed her in the direction of everyone’s favorite Tevinter mage.

Which brings us to now—Lavellan peeks past a looming bookshelf and waves at Dorian, the bottle held firmly behind her back.

“Hello Dorian,” she begins with a smile, “Is this a good time?”

[thevint]

There's something to be said about how long Dorian's been with the Inquisition when he can recognize the familiar, hurried steps of the Inquisitor coming up the stairs to the library. Sometimes she's cautious and continues onward to other business but others Dorian can practically feel her standing just outside of his chosen nook with a burning question or request she's all too eager to share, even with his back turned.

Today, Dorian was just getting comfortable in his seat when he hears the pitter-patter of light steps echoing from the staircase, and not a moment later the Inqusitor's smiling face pops into view.

"It's hardly ever a bad time for you, my friend." He says with a dismissive wave of his hand, a thick tome lying unopened in his lap. "Though when you smile like that, I never know if I should be worried or excited."

[neverexpected]

It's a pitter-patter that can bring with it anything from a plate of missed supper to news of a dire attack that needs countering, preferably with the help of a fellow mage of talent and penchant for unyielding, yet finessed, destruction. Either way, there's usually an equal chance for gratuitous amounts of fun or tragedy, depending on how events played out.

This time, however, Lavellan aims for a decent bit of fun and she steps into full view, both arms held behind her back now. Prior to her time with the Inquisition, she'd never been the best at humor or being playful, opting to treat any matters concerning humans with a polite as possible approach to avoid any issues. Meeting new friends and building her (in?)famous Inner Circle allowed for a chance to slowly come out of her shell. It's a gift she'd forever be thankful for.

"You should always be excited to see me, Dorian." Lavellan begins, "Who else makes adventuring or trudging through the wilderness worth your while?"

Jean Kirstein | Attack on Titan | OTA

[cosplayseren]

Kiriko Shijima - Kamen Rider Drive - OTA

[drivesshotgun]

Maragdos Carcosa ★ OC ★ OTA

[ex_kryptos784]

( Info. )

Right - Ressha Sentai ToQger - OTA

[lunchleader]

((this is his jam~))

Bucky Barnes | post-TWS

[missionless]

Kazuki Makabe ♦ Soukyuu no Fafner

[festumkept]

Jae-Ha ♦ Akatsuki no Yona

[jadewine]

For oiseau_ou_cage

[i_is_gorgeous]

Lafayette was sitting on a pedicure their like the queen he was, halfway to to his knees in the bubbling water. He had a glass of ice tea in one hand, and a magazine in the other, and his hair was tied up in a silk scarf after having a facial.

He was in the zone, but not so aloof that he couldn't spare a hospitable greeting for the person who sat down next to him.

[oiseau_ou_cage]

Elizabeth was enjoying her pedicure as well. She was curious about everything and asked a lot of (probably annoying) questions. In self defense the cosmetologist let her soak extra long and that meant her attention was turned to the person next to her. "I like your scarf. Do you come here often?"

[i_is_gorgeous]

"I know, girl," he said, fanning himself with the magazine for dramatic effect. He was pretty confident in his taste, and if people didn't like it, he didn't really care. This girl, though, seemed to be genuine.

"Not nearly as often as if like."

[oiseau_ou_cage]

Elizabeth giggled, pleased by his confidence. "This is my first time. it's so relaxing. I'm Elizabeth, what's your name?" He seemed friendly enough and she could use some social interactions. Being an anachronism made it hard for her to feel comfortable making friends. Common ground was just scarce.

Dyac, his name is not karate!

[i_is_gorgeous]

"Say what?" The man gasped, blinking at her. Had she never been to a spa before? That couldn't be right. She must have meant it was her first time visiting this one in particular.

"Well, good for you, Elizabeth," he said, "you've got to treat yourself every once in a while." He grinned, and leaned over to shake her hand. "Lafayette."

that would be a whole different character

[oiseau_ou_cage]

Elizabeth shook his hand, smiling brightly. "I'm working on treating myself more. It's so hard to find the time, sometimes." With all the running around and killing versions of her father she barely had time do anything else. Which was a funny thought, all things considered. "You're right though. I need to do this more often."

[i_is_gorgeous]

"Don't I know it," Lafayette agreed, nodding. "I'm still trying to convince my boss to hire himself another short order cook, before he winds up with a short temper cook--you know what I'm saying?" He laughed. "Ain't never gonna happen, though. Bitches be lost without Lafayette."

[oiseau_ou_cage]

Elizabeth laughed in shock when LaFayette cursed. Sure she'd heard Booker curse but this was different, somehow. "You're a cook? That seems like a fun job, even if you are overworked." She hoped this wasn't a time period where he'd work for less pay than a white counterpart. It was impolite to ask and he didn't seem angry about his oppression so it must not be a problem.

[i_is_gorgeous]

"I am," he confirmed with a wink. "Among other things. If you ever pass by Merlotte's bar & grill, be sure to drop in." He might complain, but he took pride in his work, and he cared about the people he worked with. "I'll grill you the best damn burger you ever had."

[oiseau_ou_cage]

"Oooh, I haven't had a hamburger yet." It was on her list of things to do. "I'll have to stop in sometime. Honestly I've been needing to wander the city anyway. I'm new in town and I want to see everything!"

[i_is_gorgeous]

"You do that," he said, his mouth turning upward in amusement. "Haven't had a hamburger? What's that all about--you been living under a rock?" He didn't ask out of maliciousness, just surprise. "Never mind. Lafayette'll fix you right up."