Second Chances Meme

[marlowe_tops]

Second Chances Meme

When you were children, the two of you were inseparable. You used to play together, the best of friends. But at some point you were torn apart, or one of you moved away.

Since then, you’ve grown up and moved on. But you’ve never forgotten them. Your childhood friend, perhaps even your first love. Now chance or circumstance have brought you together again. You’re both adults, and you’ve changed so much. Will you get along as well as ever, or has it been too long? Or maybe, just maybe, there’s a new element to your relationship now, and this is your chance to explore that.

How to play:
Post with your character and preferences in the subject line
Write a little 'then and now' to give other people some idea of the assumed CR. What was your character's childhood like? What is their life like now? How have they changed? How might the two of you have met as children and how will you meet again now?
Tag around and have fun!

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Abel | Starfighter (Comic) | M/M

[reliantnav]

[Abel would have grown up in a restrictive household, with his father active in politics or the military, and Abel expected to do the same when he grew up. He would have been a restrained child, desperately seeking a friend outside the lines, and will have grown up into a repressed young man, either studying in an elite mlitary academy or having actually enlisted. He comes from a scifi canon, but AUs and cross-canon are both totally welcome!]

Laurent of Vere ; Captive Prince ; M/M

[prince_of_vere]

[Would have been a sweet, playful, though shy and bookish child. Has grown up into a sharp-edged ice prince with nearly impenetrable walls around his heart. His canon is fantasy renaissance, but I'm open to AUs and cross-canon.]

Mary Campbell | Supernatural | OTA

[mary_campbell]

[Was an energetic child raised in an oddly strict household. She's now grown up to be a tough demon hunter who has given up her hopes of love and a family.]

Mitsunari Ishida | Sengoku Basara | ota

[upadly_aniol]

[Would have been a very timid, traumatised, often beaten and cut and starved child, who only ever wanted someone to need him and keep him. Grew up into a killing machine--- uh, I mean, grew up into a loyal warrior, so God be with you if you ever stand in opposition to the army he's in. But, if you had been friends, it's not as if he would completely loathe seeing you again, probably. All kind of AUs welcome.]

bobby newport ( parks & recreation ) ota

[sweetums]

[ kind of a dick, spoiled rich kid, but not really bright in the head. he would've been bullied and hated by all if his dad wasn't filthy stinking rich--actually, he was probably hated somewhat, but you know how nice it is to have a rich friend.

now he's... admittedly still spoiled, but he's nice. genuine. he ran in politics and lost and now he's just trying to find things that really, truly make him happy--and he's happy to make other people happy along the way, too.

he's still dumb though. so there's that.

crossovers/aus are always awesome! ]

[shelbycobra]

[If you're up for other spoiled rich kids, Shelby could easily fit that bill. She's the daughter of a professional race car driver who grew up super-competitive and probably seemed pretty stuck-up a lot.

Now she's taken after dad and grown up a lot. Still has money but now it's her money along with a couple of trophies. Works harder than anyone else and keeps trying to make it up to all the old friends she might have not been so great to back then.

They could've easily run in the same circles growing up and run into each other again?]

[sweetums]

[ sorry this is so late! but oh man, that sounds great? she's grown up while he's... still unable to take care of himself, really. :|

maybe they didn't get along as kids? i'm sure bobby'd be surprised if shelby suddenly turned up being nice, sort of, all of a sudden. ]

[shelbycobra]

[That'd be perfect. I kinda have this idea in my head that she was a bit difficult as a kid, being so hard-wired to succeed and spoiled and just generally intense.

She gets forced to do public appearances all the time for sponsors, so maybe they both wind up at the same party or something? One or both of them could easily recognize the other since they're both public figures.]

Rey || Star Wars: The Force Awakens || F/M

[talentedscavenger]

[Rey would have been a playful, energetic, and determined child. However, after being left on Jakku, she would have grown up with her guard always constantly up. She had to learn to survive, but she would still have a caring heart. There is still a willingness to help others, but she is wary of who she trusts. Her childhood is something she barely remembers, but she remembers her family will come back for her..

Or so, she hopes.]

Kiritsugu Emiya | Fate/Zero

[deathaccel]

[ Once upon a time, Kiritsugu was a happy child on a small remote island with a somewhat creepy dad. Then he was a traumatized child/teenager who began work as a bounty hunter/assassin with a new adoptive mother. Then he had to kill that mother and he became a traumatized adult dreaming about world peace while still being an assassin and then later on he's a traumatized ex-assassin who is terminally ill.

Feel feel to have the before or the after be any point in the timeline. Probably M/F for ships if you want... to ship...

Also feel free to work out something more AU with me. ]

Dorian Pavus | Dragon Age: Inquisition | M/M and See below.

[invintive]

(Dorian was a terror growing up, very talented in magic and not at all afraid to use it to get ahead. He had almost no friends and for a long time saw little value in trying to cultivate them. He was resentful of his culture and heritage, rebellious, and scandalous. Now he is still very much the iconoclast, but he believes in a greater good and is driven to seek redemption for his country's flaws. He values good friends, often hiding sentiment behind sarcasm, but if he's in it, he's in it all the way.

Willing to AU. Will tag cross canon, cross medium, and OCs as well as canon relations. If you want to play a close female childhood friend, that's fine. When Dorian was growing up, he had to hide the fact he was gay, and to this day he is highly flirtatious with women. I'm fine with playing that up. Just be aware it won't lead to smut, and if it seems to be going there, he will reveal the truth.)

[mavros_shahrizai]

[As discussed Mavros here is from a very wealthy and powerful family (the Shahrizai), and he certainly would have been playful and outgoing enough as a child that he would have made friends with Dorian no matter how indifferent Dorian seemed to that friendship. I'm cool with making Mavros a mage, or at least with some magical training, and meeting again at a Duchess' ball sounds great. I am off to my own birthday and will be afk probably all day, but I'm looking forward to this!]

[invintive]

[Happy birthday! I'm looking forward to this, too.]

The things he did for the Inquisition. Dorian moved through the crowd of masked Orlesians with his best air of superior indifference. He had two strikes against him from the outset. He was Tevinter, and he was a mage. He ignored the not so subtle digs in the conversations that flowed over and around him. Few were bold enough or socially suicidal enough to address him directly unless they sought to score a point. As much as the South liked to disdain his people, they couldn't know how alike they were in this regard. If it weren't for the masks, he'd feel right at home. How unfortunate.

At least the wine was excellent and the hostess generous in keeping it flowing. He hadn't been without a glass in hand from shortly after his arrival. Thus far he hadn't heard anything of interest or surprise, not that he was expected to spy. This was a prestige mission for a potential ally. She was afforded an Inquisition presence at her ball. In turn, she might be favorably comported toward them when it came to putting a good word into the right ear for a trade negotiation. Her nephew was also a mage she worried about. In sending a mage, the Inquisition sent a clear message of support for change, preferably without bloodshed.

He was aware of all of the implications. He was sworn to his best behavior, which meant he expected the entire affair to be deadly dull. They probably could have sent an expensive sculpture to the same effect. The one saving grace was that no one expected him to wear a mask. His face was unadorned save for his usual subtle and tasteful cosmetics and the perfect waxed curl of his mustache.

He was on his third pointless circuit of the ostentatious ballroom when he overheard a voice from behind one of the masks that stopped him in his tracks. Tilting his head, he listened harder and for the moment cared not one whit if it seemed rude or that he was trying to eavesdrop. He was, just not for the reasons some might suspect.

The man had his back to him, so it was difficult to tell for certain. If he was who he thought he was, he was broader, taller, older than he recalled. Well, why wouldn't he be? It had been nearly fifteen years since Mavros left Qarinus to return home to a fate Dorian had bitterly resented on his behalf at the time, a Circle mage, after all of his training. It seemed a waste. Yet now, the Circles were dissolved, and here was his old friend. He was quite certain of it the longer he listened. Not swept up in the rebellion, not bound to Templar rule.

Before he knew for certain he intended it, he stepped forward and slipped between two others in the small circle of conversation, directly in his line of sight from behind the mask. He said nothing immediately. He had no idea if anyone had ever made it known Mavros had studied magic in Tevinter. He was no ill-bred fool willing to thoughtlessly damage the reputation of someone he respected. No, he'd leave that decision to Mavros, to acknowledge him or not, or to signal that they could speak somewhere else more privately. Oh, but it was good to see him after all this time. He nodded pleasantly and gave a vague enough smile all around that he hoped he would seem nothing more than slightly uncultured by Orlesian standards and not directly focused on Mavros.

[mavros_shahrizai]

[Thank you for writing up the starter. I had marshmallows and played board games it was great~]

Mavros was so wrapped up in relating an anecdote of a particularly absurd love triangle misadventure that he didn't immediately note that newcomer as anyone in particular. No mask, certainly. That marked him as the Inquisitor's envoy, but sparked no recognition. The mustache caught the eye, and delayed, for a moment, Mavros' recognition of his childhood friend.

His gaze skimmed over the stranger, friendly but not particularly attentive, too distracted by the pair of giggling Orlesian noblewomen who were egging him on to continue the story.

And then it clicked. Delayed surprise tugged at his brows, and his attention snapped back, recognizing the familiar features matured into a handsome man. "Dorian!"

His delight was unabashed. In a room full of courtiers who doled out disdain more freely than approval, Mavros radiated friendliness and charm, excluding no one.

"Is it you?" Mavros pushed up his mask to reveal his own face. The same sparkling blue eyes, the same smiling red lips, the same blue-black Shahrizai hair wound into a myriad of tiny braids. "I hope you won't have forgotten me."

Questions crowded into his thoughts--you're who the inquisition sent? you're with the inquisition? how? why?--but he had the sense to keep them shut. Despite his reckless, playful demeanor, Mavros had skill and training as a diplomat, and didn't want to open a thread of inquiry that Dorian might prefer not to pursue while in the middle of the Orlesian nobility.

The attention of the little group around them refocused onto Dorian. Everyone went quiet, regarding Dorian with a judging curiosity that hedged against both politeness and friendliness without truly crossing into either. As Mavros' attention and pleasure went, so went the group: he was well-liked because he liked everyone, and--more importantly--because he was a favored nephew of one of the most powerful families of Orlais. No significant responsibility of inheritance fell upon Mavros, but he was close enough to the family patriarch to enjoy significant favoritism.

[invintive]

Well, this went far better than he expected. He dropped the vagueness immediately to favor him with a warm smile that reached his gray eyes. "Indeed," he replied. "In the well kept flesh." He may not have possessed a mask. He was still impeccably dressed in the finest Minrathous had to offer, and he made it clear to everyone standing there by the way he held himself that he knew it and took pleasure in it.

"How could I possibly forget?" His enthusiasm was infectious. "The years have treated you well." He looked him over while he had the opportunity. Yes, he knew that face, and he had fond memories of their unlikely friendship. Mavros had the rare gift not only of being liked but in making others want to like him.

"Now, please," he continued, this time including the others in his words, "don't deprive your company of the end of your story, or I'll never be forgiven."

Unspoken but implied was the fact there would be plenty of time for them to catch up at his leisure. He had no intention of leaving Val Royeaux without taking advantage of the unexpected opportunity. He felt some of the scrutiny ease as attention began to shift back to his friend. He sipped from his glass and began to look around the ballroom for a likely place to converse that would afford a touch of privacy.

The walls had ears. He began to think of what they could discuss and what should be saved for another time. There were aspects of Tevinter culture that wouldn't go down well in such society. Not only did he have his friend to consider but also the reputation of the Inquisition. Outwardly, he seemed intent on listening to the anecdote. If the Orlesians around him sensed his distraction it would only rouse their curiosity further and make escaping them more difficult.

[mavros_shahrizai]

Mavros noticed the distraction, the way that Dorian glanced subtly around the room, and he did what he could to make sure no one else noticed. Drawing attention was something that Mavros did very well, and he was already amidst a group of people who wanted to hear what he had to say. Launching right back into his story, with an even higher level of exuberant energy than before, he finished the little tale to peals of laughter from the group.

"Now, if you'll excuse me," Mavros said. He pinched the ass of the well-dressed young noblewoman who had pressed herself up against his side, earning a giggle from her and more laughter from the group. Extricating himself from his immediate admirers, Mavros stepped forward boldly, clasping Dorian by the front of his shirt, Mavros tugged himself forward so that their chests were flush. He was a couple of inches shorter than Dorian, and his grin up at Dorian said that he was definitely into that. "It's very important that I flirt outrageously with an old friend."

Mavros was ready to be politely rejected, and his playful demeanor allowed him the constant possibility of taking rejection without the slightest offense on either side. But he thought that Dorian might wish to speak privately, by the way that he had glanced around, and Mavros was more than happy to manufacture that opportunity. This way, he knew, not a single person in the room would think amiss of Dorian's absence. Mavros knew the exact sort of knowing laughter that happened in his wake.

Where's the inquisitor's envoy?
Mavros dragged him off.
Ohh. Lucky bastard.

People expected mirth and flirtation from Mavros, and he obliged to a degree that most of society thought that he was made up of very little else. A few of Mavros' close friends and family knew that he was capable of being sweet and thoughtful, and of those only a single one of his cousins knew that under everything he hid a lonely heart. But, at least, he wasn't so lonely when he was the center of attention, and when people laughed and liked him, and fell--male and female--into his bed. That was good enough.

Mavros knew of a quiet antechamber just off the main room where they could exchange a few quiet words, and if Dorian wanted more, his residence wasn't far away. Tugging Dorian by the front of his shirt, because it comically perpetuated the idea of Mavros dragging him off for sex, Mavros led the way.

Nico Robin | One Piece

[truehistory]

[ When she was super young, Robin was a young and innocent history nerd. Then she was Indiana Jones if Indiana Jones had to work for the bad guys in order to survive, and finally she achieved freedom as an outlaw who finally has friends but is still in no way accepted into high society.

May or may not have been blamed for numerous assassinations and/or the destruction of her hometown. Or otherwise wanted dead by the powers that be.

Totally open for more AU stuff though! Feel free to to use any or all before and after points. Mostly OTA on ships if you want too ]

Peridot | Steven Universe | OTA

[acrystalclod]

[Warning: spoilers, do not pass go, etc.














once upon a time, she had limb enhancers, and so, she was taller, and felt more confident, and also she was a bad guy, let's say, sort of, and she believed that her leader, Yellow Diamond, is totally the bestest and most rational Gem in whole cosmos!!!!

But right now she's a Crystal Gem, and believes that there are things on this planet Earth worth protecting! And she called Yellow Diamond a clod: right to her face.

And she called Yellow Diamond a clod, right to her face... she's still scared like her of what Yellow Diamond's gonna do to her.

Feel free to AU anything!]

Kaede Ueda | original character | m/m

[mapledreams]

[Then: Bright-natured and highly social. He sticks to his friends like glue through thick and thin. Also highly blunt due to his insanely potent sense of smell (sensitive to body odors in particular.)

[Between "then" and "now", was a shut-in due to the death of his younger brother for a little less than a decade. With help of family, kicked his own ass to try to get out again. This may come up in the thread.

[Now: Reserved, and easily flustered. Dislikes large groups of people and will actively avoid them. Highly sexual, but doesn't act on it overtly. Any vanilla tastes are limited (and I'm not talking about the candy he eats all the time.)]

Jason Walsh | The Unusuals | ota

[getinmybed]

[Then: was a wild guy, would take risks and lived hard and fast. He played baseball and loved it and thought he was untouchable. Made some stupid choices that cost him a lot more than he gained.


Now: Still playful as all hell, but now he is a cop after bad things happened. He loves to banter and is crazy enough to run a diner occasionally, which he lives in the back of. He really can't cook but he improvises.]

Kazuhira Miller | Metal Gear | OTA

[neverloseagain]

[then: scrappy, foul-mouthed brat who got into fights all over Yokosuka with anyone who had anything to say about how American he looked. horribly lonely and had no other friends. if you want him over age ten, his single mother has started to show symptoms of neurosyphilis and he was taking care of her and running the cigarette shop on his own.]

[now: upbeat, well-read mercenary who's constantly flirting. will still punch people, but usually has a much better attitude and is a lot less lonely.]

Kise Ryouta | Kuroko no Basuke | m/m if shipping

[yellowcopycat]

[As a child Kise Ryouta was the baby of the family; he had two older sisters he adored and who adored him. A loving, absent-minded father and a no-frills, business woman of a mother. Both parents were, and still are, fiercely protective of their children, and tried to be good parents, but spoiled them a little. Kise's eldest sister was a model and a fairly popular one, and Kise himself began modeling too because of her.

He liked planes and reading shoujo manga with his sisters.

The Kise family, however, was very private. Even at a young age, Kise was very picky about who he considered friends. Wary of those who just wanted to have a famous/pretty friend, or trying to use him to get close to his eldest sister. He could be friendly, but distant, or he could extremely hostile depending on the situation. And he broke off more than a few friendships because he felt like he was being used. In fact, he has no friendships from before middle school because he broke them off, some of them probably rather cruelly.

Now as a teenager, Kise is still picky about his friends but is gradually loosening up and being less judgemental. Finding friends who actually care for him has helped a lot. He still likes planes, but basketball has become his dream job, and he's very good at it. He's very loving (or clingy) to those he considers true friends and adds -cchi to the end of their name to show that he respects them, though many wish he wouldn't do this. There are exceptions, like senpais.

To those outside his circle of friends, he's more often friendly in a polite way. He can be still very blunt when if he feels like someone isn't respecting his space.]

kadaj ( final fantasy )

[soubas]

Clint Barton/Hawkeye | MCU

[eyeofthehawk]

[As a child; he was abused by his alcoholic father, orphaned with his older brother, Barney and joined the circus where his skill with a bow was found. Clint was roughly trained to hone his skill before left for dead when he found out the true criminal nature of the circus.

As a teenager; he became a sharpshooter in the US army before being thrown in jail for lying on his sign up papers. Escaped and became a mercenary for hire before falling onto SHIELD's radar.

Now; he's one of SHIELD's top agents, has his GED, saved The Black Widow and become an Avenger while keeping his mischievous ways and his need to help the little guy.]

tifa lockhart | final fantasy vii/ac | ota

[heartlockmemory]