bakerstreet | May-December

or edward cullen or those vampire diaries or ashton and demi just no daleface okay

MAY/DECEMBER ROMANCE

A May-December romance is any where there is a larger than average age difference between the partners involved. Sometimes this is met with disapproval, sometimes it is arranged, sometimes it is abuse of power, and other times it just happens and it's no one's fault or doing. This meme focuses on those relationships.

- Post with your character, preferences, and note their ages (or an estimate if no canon age is given).
- Please don't forget to note how much of an age gap you're comfortable with!
- Look around, tag. Have fun! Make up a scenario or make use of the prompts below.

beginning
1. confession - you've just confessed your love. How is it received?
2. coerced - they have more power than you and you have no choice but to go along.
3. arranged - this was an arranged union and may not have had anything to do with your choosing at all.
4. secret - it would be forbidden or frowned upon, but you can't resist...

middle
1. difference - does the age difference make things difficult?
2. domesticity - just a day in the life...
3. experience - one of you has more experience than the other, but at least they're eager to teach.
4. argument - you're fighting for one reason or another.

end
1. breakup - things aren't working.
2. discovered - your forbidden secret has been found out and judged.
3. another - one of you has fallen in love with another.
4. happily ever after - against all odds, you've made it work.

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[Last of the Seven Archangels. Millennia old]

The night Inari first met Gabriel, she'd been cornered in a dark alley on a stormy night. In a city where most would have turned a deaf ear to her screams, a lone figure had come to her aid, swooping in like a guardian angel; the silhouette of his long coat fluttering like wings against the backdrop of neon lights. Little had she known how true that was.

All she knew was that she'd fallen for him in an instant, irresistibly drawn to the spark of Light she sensed within him. She'd begged him to let her see him again. Being the child of a mortal woman and a fallen angel, Gabriel's presence was unlike any other she had ever felt before, and she felt desperate to be near him.

Meeting Gabriel was the first time she'd ever felt herself falling for someone. The first time she'd ever felt the Light within her rise to the surface in kind.

Nephilim. That was what she was. The result of an unholy union between an angel and mortal. A disgrace in the eyes of God.

Luckily Gabriel wasn't God. He didn't feel the same disgust towards her kin. All he saw was a woman, scared and in danger. A victim requiring assistance. Something he could provide. He knew that his brethren might react differently. But Gabriel had never let him be defined by others. Heavens knew that mortals oftentimes had a different idea of what an angel was supposed to be. But one thing hey got right was the Mercy within his Glory.

With that in mind, he swept down to help her. He didn't wish to make more of an impact than that. But for some reason he stayed. He felt a resonate within the other, one he hadn't felt in a long time. It was the same as with his brothers. But different.

It was a strange sensation. But concerning aswell.

Inari knew very little of angels, nor did she truly understand what she was feeling when her rescuer was near. But she knew that it felt...Good. And with so much evil and darkness in the world, she couldn't help but be drawn to that. To him.

Safe in her apartment, she went about preparing tea, grounding herself in the familiar ritual. She smiled shyly, brushing her fingertips against his as she offered him a cup. "I've never met anyone like you."

"There's not many like me," he responded as he accepted the offered cup. It's mostly out of politeness, angels having no need of drink nor food. The answer was perhaps not as indulgent as she expected but it was the one he was about to give. He was reserved about how much he could reveal while still being truthful.

"You lived here long?" he said, changing subject.

She cradled her own mug in both hands for comfort, warmth, and to keep herself from reaching out and touching him again and again the way she wanted to. She might be infatuated, but she hadn't entirely forgotten her manners. She could tell by his answer that he was still in guard, though she could have easily passed that of as a result of the fight in the alley, and she didn't press him further.

At least not yet.

"All my life," she answered, shutting her shoulders. Not long, considering she was barely twenty. But perhaps too long, given the effect the city had on most of its inhabitants. "You?"

"I'm not from here," Gabriel admitted and cradled his own mug. He didn't make any motion towards drinking it however. He could of course pretend. Glamour her into believing that he did. But he didn't feel like he had to at the moment. "From what I can tell though, it'd far from the best city in the lands.

"It's a terrible place," Inari agreed, glancing down at the steam that rose from her mug and raising it tentatively to her lips. She lowered it again when she realized it was still too hot to drink, and she wondered--not for the first time--why she stayed in such a dangerous city.

Perhaps because she'd never known anything else? But that seemed like a flimsy excuse.

"I suppose I'm still working up the courage to leave."

"You must find the strength to leave. Unless there's something keeping you here? Unfinished business?" he asked and tilted his head.

(( ooc: Of course I'm here as the young part, duh! Not into coerced/arranged/another prompts, but cool with all others <3 ))

( 18+ tho. )

⟪ even when the city was still –– ah, alive likely pushed it during the best of times –– even when it was still populated by more than shadows, the gold of asshai was said to be cursed. it was said to bring death just as surely as the fruit grown within the city walls, or the fish that could be caught from its black canals. but that was centuries ago, the secrets to entering the city – be it through the shadow, the great mountains, or through the treacherous, rock-ridden sea – long lost.

lost, but evidently not impossible to be uncovered.

the temple is the only building in the entire city, a city that seems to have housed millions at one point (but never did), that wasn't made out of the black stone that steals what little light there is. it's red, red like the rubies with which its priests and priestesses were said to be adorned, and if that isn't promising, what is?

enter the temple, and then... follow your instinct. everything needs to be searched, right, but best start with the catacombs, best start with the heavy stone coffins, because who knows what they buried their priests with?

the ruby she wears is shining bright in the torchlight, but how much attention will he pay to that, anyway, if melisandre doesn't have the courtesy to look the least bit mummified? she's dressed in red silks, she looks, if anything, as though she's sleeping, though there's no rise or fall to her chest, not –– not until her eyes flicker open. then, she does draw a breath, to speak, if not to live on like a person might.

and then she blinks, presumably at a gun. tries to think of something to say, but struggles a bit with where to begin. ⟫

[ m/f. she's a vampire but a new one so younger party. ]

[ She was "alive" during the Heian period of Japanese history and has a physical appearance that's in her 20s. ]

Edited 2019-11-18 08:40 (UTC)

[Care to run with a more kitsune-mythology angle, where a street punk happens to protect a fox and/or her shrine from some other delinquents, and a Supernatural Age Gap Romance results? Any mix of prompts B1, B4, or M1-4 would all be fine, as well as will-they-won't-they URT. I'm also fine with a FSN master/servant relationship, instead, if you'd prefer that!]

[ ooc; he's a gangster from the 60's in his canon, but feel free to AU/modernize. ]

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