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bbcmusketeerskinkWelcome to the BBC The Musketeers kink meme
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The lowdown: You post your prompt, anon or not. Someone else will hopefully fill it (also anon or not). Not for profit, just for fun. And in this case, for king and country.
Anon is on, IP logging is off.
Rules:
No wank
No kink-shaming
Be respectful to everyone
The mod is not your babysitter
Use the warnings
No prompts with characters under the age of 16 in sexual situations, please.
Please keep the discussions in the prompt post to a minimum. We have a discussion post
Mandatory trigger warnings/warnings for both prompts and fills:
non-con/dub-con
abuse (physical and mental)
issues such as racism, sexism, homo-/trans-/-bi-/ace-phobia etc
character death
suicide
self-harm
eating disorders
extreme physical or mental illness
substance abuse (alcohol, drugs, medication)
bullying
gore and horror
If this list misses anything, do let me know, though please understand that if absolutely everything is added this list will never end.
You are encouraged and advised to add additional warnings at your own discretion.
Please make use of the subject line.
If your prompt alludes to the book or any of the other adaptations, please let us know which one.
Lastly, prompt freezes (which I have to say I’m really not fond of) etc will be at the mod’s discretion. I will decide on a prompt cut-off point for prompt posts once I know how fast the meme moves.
Announcement: A blanket spoiler warning is necessary for prompts pertaining to season 2. Just season 2 Spoilers in the subject line will do.
Archive:
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Discussion post:
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Mod contact post
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Free For All Round 1
http://bbcmusketeerskink.dreamwidth.org/1823.html
Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not
Date: 2015-02-24 08:29 pm (UTC)Re: Gen: Cats and the Cardinal
Date: 2015-02-24 09:25 pm (UTC)Cats and Richelieu? Two of my favorite things together? Yeas please! Whoever does this gets a special indulgence from the Cardinal himself.
Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not
Date: 2015-02-24 09:27 pm (UTC)Re: Gen: Cats and the Cardinal
Date: 2015-02-24 09:28 pm (UTC)Bonus points of Richelieu realizes the cats are freaking d'Artagnan out and he starts being intentionally creepier just for the fun of it.
Now I have this image in my head of the cardinal as Blofield. THANK YOU!
Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not
Date: 2015-02-25 12:46 am (UTC)Re: Gen: Cats and the Cardinal
Date: 2015-02-25 02:11 am (UTC)Re: S2 spoilers -Musketeers/Highlander crossover
Date: 2015-02-25 11:44 am (UTC)Aramis keeps reassuring him that surely he's being paranoid, that Aramis isn't sensing anything.
Porthos remains unconvinced. This guy is often lurking out of the corner of his eye, turning up at their favourite drinking places in Paris and in the obscure little villages they end up staying the night at when travelling. It's like he's taking notes.
Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not
Date: 2015-02-25 03:24 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Five times the Musketeers found usages for Athos' Scarf
Date: 2015-02-25 04:49 pm (UTC)Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not
Date: 2015-02-25 06:11 pm (UTC)Or would you prefer just the scene with some background thrown in?
Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not
Date: 2015-02-25 06:31 pm (UTC)Oh if you wanna write a longer fic, I'm all for it!! I love longer fics! Do whatever your muse tells you to do, anon. I love you for filling this prompt :)
Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not
Date: 2015-02-25 07:40 pm (UTC)Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not
Date: 2015-02-25 07:43 pm (UTC)Re: series two spoilers (sorta) Athos/Treville, guard dog Athos
Date: 2015-02-25 08:49 pm (UTC)Fill: Ye Heirs of Glory 24a/? [Athos/d'Art, Porthos/Aramis Dystopian A/B/O, full warnings in part 1]
Date: 2015-02-25 09:24 pm (UTC)He’s born on the Richelieu estates far from prying eyes. Both the midwife who attends his carrier and the priest who baptize him have been in the family’s service for generations. They’re Beta lines through and through, but their first loyalty is to their feudal lords. They falsify his christening records and swear to the diocese and the prefect that Armand-Jean du Plessis de Richelieu is male, which is the truth, and a Beta, which is a lie.
Armand is the fourth of what eventually prove to be five living offspring. All are duly registered as Betas. By Beta heredity, his parents’ second child is the heir, the oldest Beta son. When Armand is born the Inquisition’s grip on France is still shaky. But one of the ways Henry IV has held off Rome has been a steady series of concessions. Beta-exclusive male-preference primogeniture has been the law for forty years.
The truth is, as always, more complicated. Three of the five offspring born to François and Susanne are throwbacks. Their female children, Armand’s oldest and youngest siblings, are the only true Betas. Alfonse-Louis and Andreas-Henry are Omegas. Armand-Jean breaks the mold by being born an Alpha.
The Richelieu family has been on their land since the Crusades. When the Inquisition began in Rome and spread rapidly to Spain, they viewed its heresy with alarm – as did most of the noble lines in Europe – but, most importantly, with action. Some families had fought the heresy openly and been destroyed for it. Some had fled, abandoning their homes and their people. Others had tried to hide and been caught out. The ancient Richelieu clan head had chosen a different path. The Underground had been founded on their land and passed down through the generations, a sacred trust that protects not only their bloodlines but every throwback in Europe.
Hiding, Susanne teaches her offspring, is not like putting on one garment for the sake of the world and then taking it off at home. Hiding begins at home. Hiding begins early and continues late. The Richelieu family had begun hiding its bloodlines three full centuries before the Inquisition touched France’s shores. The connections to powerful Beta families it’s developed over the years keep it safe. Its control of the Bishopric of Luçon keep it one step ahead of the Church’s latest measures of discovering hidden throwbacks. And its extensive intelligence network give it the opportunity, and the Godly duty, to protect the others of their kind, as far as they are able.
Every country under Inquisition occupation has an Underground. The Richelieu family are the center of the Underground in France. In Spain, the Underground barely exists; they’ve been trying to connect with it for three generations without success, eventually forced to conclude that it’s been all but wiped out by four centuries of Inquisition control. In other countries they have more luck. The Undergrounds form a loose alliance that stretches throughout Europe. Everyone’s goal is the same. Locate throwbacks at birth, protect them from discovery, teach them how to pass. And, if their situation becomes critical, spirit them away from danger into one of the few countries where it’s still safe to be an Alpha or Omega.
“Why don’t we all just leave, Cara?” the young Armand had asked Susanne one day, when he’d been perhaps five years of age.
“Armand,” Susanne had scolded. “Language.”
“Sorry. Mama,” Armand had said obediently. That had been one of the first lessons. Use Beta terms in all things, not Alpha and Omega terms. His carrier is to be called Mama, for her gender, as a Beta woman would be called. His sire is Papa. He must not say Cara for his Omega carrier or Sirrah for his Alpha sire. His siblings are brothers and sisters, not alephs and odems. In order to pass, they must prioritize their genders in their pronouns and identities, not their sexes.
“But Mama,” Armand had persisted, using the favored term this time, “If there are places where it’s safe to be ourselves, why don’t we all go there?”
Susanne had taken the young Armand’s hands and sat down next to him, placing them on eye level. She had looked him right in the eyes and said, “Our people won’t stop being born, Armand. Even Beta parents may have a throwback child. What would those children do if we’d all leave? Who would protect them? Someone must stay.”
“Why must that someone be us?”
“Because we have the ability; that gives us the duty.”
Armand had considered this. “But Mama, even if we must stay, why do the others stay? Couldn’t more of us leave?”
“More of us could leave,” Susanne had agreed. “But leaving is dangerous, too. The Church searches travellers at the border, trying to discover hidden throwbacks. So we must leave by the secret paths. But every time someone uses a secret path, they risk exposing it, and losing that path forever. If we used them when we didn’t need to, then one day there would be no paths left, and what would we do?”
“But staying is dangerous too. They search here too!”
“Right now, for us, there is no life without danger,” Susanne had explained. “The person who leaves successfully is safe. But if they try to leave and fail, they die. A throwback who tries to flee is considered too aggressive to try to keep caged. Whereas if they stay and pass, they’re safe. If they stay and are discovered, they’re sent to a convent. Staying is harder. But the penalty for failure is less.”
Armand had nodded. Then he’d asked the most difficult question, the one that had been plaguing him day and night. The one to which he’d found no answer, no matter how hard he’d prayed.
“Mama?” he’d asked. “Why do they hate us?”
Susanne had just looked at him for a long moment, and Armand had realized suddenly that she couldn’t answer his question. That there is no answer to his question. Hatred doesn’t have a why; it simply is.
She’d hugged him tightly. “I’m sorry, Armand,” she’d said.
François is killed when Armand is eight years old. He’ll remember the night until his dying day, when their dinner had been interrupted by Susanne suddenly crying out, standing and running from the room. Her offspring had remained seated at first, darting nervous glances at each other. Armand looked to his older odems and sisters for guidance, until he’d realized that no one had known what to do.
Taking the lead, he’d gotten up and gone after their carrier. The rest had followed him silently.
They met the family priest outside the door to Susanne’s chambers. “I’m sorry,” the man had said gently. “You mustn’t go in.”
Through the door, Armand can hear their carrier weeping. Part of him already knows.
“It’s Sirrah, isn’t it?” Nicol had asked, using the forbidden term in her fear. “What’s happened?”
The priest had looked them over and sighed. “I’m sorry. Your sire is dead.”
“How?” Alphonse had demanded.
“I don’t know,” the priest had answered. “Your carrier felt their bond break.”
“But he was just travelling home from Paris,” Andreas had said blankly. “He wasn’t doing anything for the Underground on this trip. He said so.”
The family priest had hesitated. Then he’d said, “Come with me,” and lead them into the center of the Richelieu family estates, to the secret chambers that none of the offspring had known about.
This is how Armand learns of the Resistance.
Susanne holds the family together with sheer force of will. The struggles of those years remain etched in Armand’s mind, indelibly, as the core of his hatred of the Inquisition. His carrier works as hard as two people to make up for Francois’ death. She runs the Underground and the Resistance in between raising them all. It’s not hard to see where she gets the energy. Every year Susanne grows thinner and her eyes blaze brighter. She feeds her causes on hatred and her family on her life itself. By the time her heart gives out, shortly before Armand’s twentieth birthday, it’s almost a relief. It’s long since become clear to her family that Susanne will only ever know peace again in death.
One by one Armand’s siblings reach their majority and leave the estates to begin their life’s contribution to their family’s cause. Armand’s sisters are true Betas; they take advantage of their sex to marry into the wealthiest, most prominent families in Europe. Their new status and connections will keep the next generation of Richelieus safe and enable the work to continue. The last event Susanne attends in life is Nicol’s wedding.
After Susanne’s death, Alphonse goes to seminary and is consecrated Bishop of Luçon. His duty is to rise in the Church and take over leadership of the Underground. It’s a delicate balancing act between overt zealotry and quiet resistance. In public he must be the pious Beta preaching the heretical Gospel of Beta supremacy and working to uncover the hidden throwback threat. In private, he passes word to the Underground of Rome’s new measures for throwback detection and diverts attention from their activities. He places loyal midwives and priests where they can divert throwback pups turned over to the Church away from the Inquisition and funnel them safely into the Underground, where they will be raised in secret and taught to pass. And he keeps the secret travel ways open between France and its neighbors so those who can no longer be concealed can escape.
Meanwhile Andreas goes to court. He becomes an ambassador and spends the majority of his time overseas. While there, he works to funnel newly arrived Alphas and Omegas into new lives, concealing their status and helping them take the next steps in their journey to freedom. He maintains the Richelieu family’s links with the Underground and Resistance movements of other countries and makes valuable contacts for the future.
Armand joins the army and becomes the family’s intelligencer, taking over leadership of the Resistance. He has a gift for the work. Secrets and lies become his playthings. Alphas are naturally dominant, but Armand’s magnetism would have been unusual even in the old days. People are drawn to him. They fall easily under his sway. And Armand takes advantage of it, shamelessly, to protect his family and his people.
When Alphonse succeeds to the Cardinality, the Bishopric reverts to the family, where it ends up in Armand’s hands. Andreas’ work overseas is too valuable for him to abandon. Armand’s work, by contrast, can easily continue after he assumes the mitre.
Andreas has another reason for not wanting to return. While overseas, he met and mated with the throwback pup of a minor noble of Bavaria. They have three pups already, all being trained to continue the family’s work.
Alphonse and Armand work hard to make sure Andreas remains concealed. Someone has to provide the next generation of Richelieus, and that duty seems to have fallen to Andreas. Alphonse suffered a fall from horseback as a child. The family’s midwife says he’s unlikely ever to conceive. And while there’s nothing physically wrong with Armand, the life he lives is not conducive to ever finding a mate.
He’s not looking for one. His odems would thump him for even thinking it, but Armand is an Alpha, and written in his blood is his need to protect the Omega who might ever become his. Anyone who mates into the Richelieu family becomes part of the Underground at the very least. Anyone who mates with Armand is in danger, a target for those who know the Resistance is more than a pup’s dream. And even if none of that were true, Armand can’t forget the conversation he’d had with his mother all those years ago. When he’d realized how irrational the Betas’ hatred is – when he’d realized exactly how trapped all of Susanne’s offspring are – he’d known he could never bring anyone else into this life.
If Andreas hadn’t mated, Armand would do it. He knows his duty. But his odem has provided the family with three pups already and every indication points to more in the future. Too many are just as dangerous to their family’s long-term survival as too few. So Armand closes his eyes and his ears to the looks and words of the hidden Omegas he meets. He breathes his own perfume and ignores their scent. Armand’s alone, and it’s safer that way, for him and for his hypothetical mate and offspring. Besides, he still has Alfonse.
Armand is in Gascony, helping a miller escape towards the border to Savoy, when Alfonse writes him urgently to return to Paris.
Fill: Ye Heirs of Glory 24b/? [Athos/d'Art, Porthos/Aramis Dystopian A/B/O, full warnings in part 1]
Date: 2015-02-25 09:25 pm (UTC)“Armand.” Alfonse smiles in greeting. He’s probably trying for warmth, but Richelieu the younger can see the tension lines in Alfonse’s face.
Outside the day is warm. It’s late fall, but the weather is more reminiscent of summer. It’s one of those rare weeks of warmth that presage a hard winter.
Inside the Basilica de Notre Dame the air is cool and dim. And a shiver slides down Armand’s spine at the worry in his odem’s eyes.
“Alfonse,” Armand replies, taking his odem’s hands and exchanging kisses. “What is it, that you wrote to me so urgently to come?”
“Not here.” Alfonse glances around, then uses their joined hands to tug Richelieu along behind him. They walk the halls of the Basilica together. Everyone from acolytes to priests to parishioners bows respectfully at Alfonse’s red robes. Armand, wearing the much less impressive dress of a Bishop, still garners respect from walking alongside his odem.
The Cardinal leads Armand into the cloistered area of the Basilica. In the back, through his offices, he presses the secret catch under his desk and leads Armand still farther, into the passageway that opens.
Down here the heat of the sun has no power, even at high noon in midsummer. These tunnels are ancient. Their original purpose was probably to hide Christians from pagan oppression in the early days of their faith. How ironic, today, that they are the center of the Underground. Protecting throwback Christians from their own Church.
“Do you remember our contingency plans?” Alfonse asks.
Armand stiffens in alarm. “Of course,” he says immediately. “What is it? Are you suspected? Who – ”
“Calm, Armand. I am not suspected. Not yet. But I will be, soon. I must get out before then.”
“What? Why? How is it that you can know you will be suspected, but not be able to do anything about it?”
“Because it is my own biology that will give me away.”
“You’ve been dealing with your heats for years.” Alfonse’s position gives him access to the necessary suppressants. And all Paris knows of the devotion of its Cardinal, who will ride to the far corners of France to answer the calls of the most humble of petitioners. No matter how long the journey, or how long Alfonse must stay away. And if some of those petitioners are invented, and if Alfonse’s valet is, in actuality, his mate – those truths are between Alfonse and God.
“Last time I dealt with it far too well,” Alfonse sighs. “I’m carrying.”
“What?” Armand sputters. He can’t stop himself from staring at Alfonse’s stomach – too soon to see anything, if it was his last heat that got him pupped, but not for much longer. “How?”
Alfonse laughs, slightly hysterical. “Well, when an Alpha and an Omega love each other very much – ”
“I’m serious, Alfonse!” Armand swears and controls his voice with an effort. Hidden as they are, it still pays to be prudent. “The midwife said you couldn’t carry. That was why you took the Cardinalship, because you’d never – ”
“I know,” Alfonse admits. “I know, Armand. But it happened. Now I need to get out.”
“All right.” Armand spins around, starts pacing. He always thinks better in motion. “All right. We’ll get Andreas here at once, he’ll get you out – ”
“I’ve already written to him.”
“Good.”
“He can’t come.”
Armand stops dead. “What?” he says again, for the third time in as many minutes.
“He can’t do it, Armand. There must be something in the air. He’s pupped, too.”
“Iesu Christe,” Armand swears. “What are we to do?”
“I think a better question,” Alfonse says gently, “might be, what are you to do.”
Armand’s eyes flick up. The light dawns. “Me,” he says slowly. “You’re saying it should be me.”
“It has to be you,” Alfonse says. “There’s no one else to do it. Andreas can’t come back. Our sisters are embedded elsewhere. Besides. It will give you a great deal of credibility for when you’re Cardinal.”
Him. Armand blinks, numb. He has to do it. He has to expose his oldest sibling – beloved odem – denounce him, despise him, and appear to have him killed.
And then he has to step into Alfonse’s role. Become the Cardinal. Manage, somehow, to marry his intelligence work with his odem’s work in the Church. Armand staggers under the sudden weight that’s been placed on his shoulders. Once Alfonse is exposed, his time in France is over. He can be smuggled out of the country, can go elsewhere to raise his pups and continue the work, but he can never take an overt role again. His time on the world stage is over.
Armand’s is about to begin.
“God help me,” he whispers.
“I know you can do it, aleph,” Alfonse says intensely.
“It’s too much.”
“Now’s not the time for a crisis of faith,” Alphonse scolds. “You’re the head of our family, the Underground, and the Resistance. You will do it because you must.”
Armand has worked as an operative for the Resistance all his adult life. He’s infiltrated convents to free their people, destroyed sterilization tools, bombed Inquisitors’ homes and burned prisons to the ground. It’s the work he’s best at. His Alpha gifts mesh well with it. It’s kept him busy, and it’s kept him on the move. He’s the only Richelieu in his generation not to have a mate. He couldn’t have one, with the work he does, but the work is his calling.
As the Church and the Underground had been Alfonse’s. But Alfonse can’t do it anymore, not with pups in his belly ready to tell his secret to the world. Those pups are the one thing that trumps all. The next generation of Richelieus must be brought forth, or their family’s work will falter and fail.
“It has to be you,” Alfonse repeats.
“I know,” Armand says despairingly. “I know.”
Armand-Jean du Plessis de Richelieu, Bishop de Luçon, exposes his brother as an Omega before the entire court. The Red Guards haul Alfonse into the throne room and throw him down before the young King and the Queen Mother, naked and four months pupped for all the world to see. Armand heaps verbal abuse on his odem’s head, pacing around him in a frenzy so that no one can dart in and turn the abuse physical. When the King orders Alfonse’s execution, Armand demands the right to carry it out himself, and declares his intention of taking Alfonse out into the woods and hunting him down like the animal he is.
Later, when Alfonse is carted out of Paris in a barred wagon, still naked and shivering in the rapidly arriving winter cold, Armand rides at the train’s head as the newly consecrated Cardinal-Duc de Richelieu. It’s three long days to the Richelieu estates, during which – with so many eyes on them – he dares not speak to his odem, or offer him any comforts. Alfonse must endure. It’s the price they pay for being born to their bloodline.
Once they gain the estate, Armand wastes no time in ordering Alfonse released into the woods. Several others suggest it might be better to wait until morning; the sun is already setting in the horizon. Armand replies that he has every intention of waiting to start the hunt until morning, but he will not house the prey under his roof. No, not even in the barn.
They bow respectfully, full of admiration for his zealotry. They needn’t know about the fully equipped cottage on the property Alfonse reaches half an hour after his release, where his mate is already waiting, frantic with worry.
The next day Cardinal Richelieu leads out a hunting party. He tracks his odem down in the muds and the snows of his family’s traditional hunting grounds and butchers him like an animal.
The court is silenced by Armand’s righteous cruelty. That’s what sticks in their minds when they ride back to Paris. They forget that, while hunting, Armand’s smaller party had quickly become separated from theirs. They don’t notice that none of them had actually seen Armand kill Alfonse. They do remember that the body Armand brings back had been mutilated beyond recognition, and tell it as another story of Armand’s fervor.
None of them see Armand embrace Alfonse for the last time, tears in his eyes, or hear Alfonse whisper blessings in Armand’s ear. They don’t know about the route into Bavaria Alfonse will take or the life he will build there with his mate and pups. Alfonse will continue the work, and his pups will be taught of their family’s duty, but Armand will never see his odem again.
Cardinal Richelieu rides back to Paris slowly. His reputation as a bloody zealot is there waiting for him.
Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not
Date: 2015-02-26 02:53 pm (UTC)Re: series two spoilers (sorta) Athos/Treville, guard dog Athos
Date: 2015-02-26 02:56 pm (UTC)Re: Richelieu/Treville - Season 2
Date: 2015-02-26 03:23 pm (UTC)http://archiveofourown.org/works/3414464/chapters/7477337
Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not
Date: 2015-02-26 05:21 pm (UTC)Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not
Date: 2015-02-26 07:24 pm (UTC)*settles in*
Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not
Date: 2015-02-26 08:08 pm (UTC)Oh well, we have Musketeers for the mo.
I think deck chairs are uncomfy. I wait on the sofa :-) excellent prompt.
Bonacieux vs. d'Artagnan- d'Artagnan lets him win.
Date: 2015-02-27 02:48 am (UTC)d'Artagnan obviously doesn't want to make Constance a widow, so he puts up minimum defense and essentially just lets Bonacieux beat the hell out of him until Constance winds up begging her husband not to actually kill d'Artagnan.
Bonus points if the 'reason you suck' speech Bonacieux delivers along with the beating goes rapidly between sounding like "I love my wife how could you do this to me" and "mon dieu, don't touch my stuff that's /mine/"
More bonus points if d'Artagnan can barely get up afterward but still attempts to patch himself up as best he can to go to the Challenge, and is actually a little more hesitant when he's called on to fight LaBarge as a result.
MORE bonus points if he still wins, and of course even more for worried Inseparables being amazing and helping him out afterward.
Re: GEN: the advantages of Athos' nobility
Date: 2015-02-27 09:47 am (UTC)Re: Milady/Treville
Date: 2015-02-27 05:17 pm (UTC)