bakerstreet | Swords, sorcery, and romance!

𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢, further back in years than anyone alive could remember, there is a land that even time has forgotten, filled to the brim with magic and mystery both good and ill. This is where you make your home. Who you are in this kingdom - or many kingdoms - is as varied as the blades of grass that spread over this lush terrain. You could be a petulant princess, a delving dwarf, a highway man with more than a few secrets, a devoted knight, a mage of ancient spellcraft, or even an ageless elf. No matter your station, though, one thing is for certain: whatever life you lead, it's about to get a great deal more exciting. There is a war brewing, somehow, somewhere, and the peace of your homelands is at stake. You are the only one who can set things right and go on a quest to save everyone.

Still, what is an adventure without an adventure of the heart? You are not alone, and you'll find that trying times can forge ironclad emotions. Of course, you'll find that the path of love is no easier here than anywhere else, be the person you admire an arranged fiancé you're not too fond of at first, a forbidden object of desire, a traveling companion, an enemy, a lifelong friend, an ally...or another species from you entirely. Yet, in any case, this is no time for romance, is it? Only moments can be stolen, and you must set aside your feelings for the greater good.

In this time, in this place, will you get your happy ending, or will this story prove to be a much darker fantasy?

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[ I love assumed CR, crossovers (♥ ♥ ♥), convoluted scenarios, combustive attraction, bickering, first time, culture differences, ingenue/gruff, worldly man, inhuman characters, Beauty and the Beast dynamics because duh, partners eager to please, arranged marriage AU, fairy tale/fantasy settings, magic, passionate reunions, redoing first times that didn't go so well. sneaky trysts, orgasming to exhaustion, risk of discovery, emotions spilling out in private, and much, much more.

Ridiculously into Tolkienverse (dwarves yes pls), ASOIAF/GOT, HP (my kingdom for a Newt Scamander or Lupin), and MCU right now and equally into AUing Belle to fit in any of them, but check out my slightly embarrassing dream list of shit I'd like to play. ]

( Serenity is the only child and heir of a powerful, ethereal queen. All of her life, she's been greatly sheltered, leading to her not knowing much of the universe outside her castle walls. Her personality is that of a sweet, albeit naive and sometimes childish young woman whose love for those around her is ultimately her greatest strength - and downfall. However, it seems that a degree of melancholy is present in her; her story, after all, is ultimately a cosmic tragedy.

tl;dr Slightly prim, a little proper, mostly emotional. Kindhearted but with an air of sadness. Otherworldly. Tends to love fast and destructively.

I'm here for all your dramatic, torrid affairs of the heart involving royalty, rival factions, commoners, knights, princesses, class differences, messy emotions, and potential bloody tragedies. Let's AU our characters into whatever world you'd like to cook up. I can provide prompts if you'd like.

Additionally, something I'm really interested in is playing up her more inhuman, unearthly qualities. What comes to mind is spinning her into a pagan god-queen where she retains her kindness, yet her proclivity towards unbridled emotions can spill out into ruthlessness. My general framework is something of a mother goddess meets Daenerys from Game of Thrones. IDK, IDK, I'm just thirsty for a different twist. )

[Assumed CR and crossovers welcome! I don't mind fitting Sarah into other worlds or vice versa.]

[ Please give her nice things, she's trying so hard. Open to crosscanon and all sorts of canon AUs, and while I'm aware this is a shipping meme, I'd also be more than happy to do some gen with friends/family members/people involved with arranging or discussing any sort of potential match for her. Plot with me. ]

(( You know why I'm here~<3 ))

Aether has always been fond of festivals. Of course, most people in his army would laugh if he ever said as much aloud. After all, he was the one who volunteered to stay behind and guard the boat while everyone else scattered into the crowd mingling aboard the festival fleet, eager to dance and sing, to try some brand-new food and pour themselves a goblet of wine. While his comrades chased whole new ways of making fun, he remained out here, splayed out in a dimly lit boat where celebrations were nothing more than a tempting echo.

He would never fault them for not understanding his choice. Most of them fought for small and reasonable things. Things like duty and loved ones and a little money to send home to their families. Things anyone could respect and understand.

As for Aether, he fought because that was his nature. Be it in this world or the next, amidst a raging tempest or in a time of peace, he would always find himself standing tall with a blade by his side. Like a foolish knight chasing an impossible dream of justice, like a wanderer yearning to see the one who left him behind. He was meant to fight, and so he did.

To a creature like him, this distant slice of peace was more than enough.

However, fate had different plans for him tonight.

Even drowsy as he currently was, Aether was still a guard left behind to keep watch on his group's way home; his senses, trained through many years of battle, have long been trained to cut through the background noise. Where most would dismiss the feather-light step on the edge of the boat as a subtle shift in the weight, he recognized an intrusion well enough to shift in his place and lock his eyes on the source of the sound.

A small and slender figure. Armed? He couldn't tell, what's with the curtains around the boat's center reducing the surrounding sights to lights and shadows. A thief? Theirs wasn't the most ornate boat, but then it wouldn't be the first time that he had to play host to one after someone ran their mouth about who it really belonged to. He was prepared to do as much tonight, as well.

...later though. For now, he was feeling lazy and not at all willing to fight, his body and mind rendered sluggish by the sounds of the festival. If the little scavenger had the gall to invade the boat's heart, so be it. He was willing to let them have the first move this time.

Hired out as entertainment, Azura had come to the docks that night at the request of her buyer. He had sent a note to her via page, the location of his ship and desired time of her arrival written in a messy scrawl that was almost impossible for her to make out. Thinking back on it now had she not been sent out in such a rush, she could have asked the young boy who had delivered the message more questions. Instead he had disappeared into the crowd like the wind.

Now she was here, standing on a dimly lit boat that swayed with every gentle wave, dressed in an outfit far too inappropriate for...pretty much anything. True, she did have her doubts that this was even the right place (under the cover of darkness it was almost impossible of her to tell one boat apart from the next), yet rather then turn back she instead chooses to continue onward.

Reaching the center of the vessel, Azura stops. Peering down at the note she been clutching close to her chest the entire time, she takes in a deep breath before every so bravely reaching out to pull open the drawn curtains before her.

"Hello? Is somebody there?"