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Round 3

Welcome to the BBC The Musketeers kink meme

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.

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No kink-shaming
Be respectful to everyone
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Use the warnings
No prompts with characters under the age of 16 in sexual situations, please.
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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.

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D'aww. This is lovely. Seconded, big time!

Blood calls to blood.
Yet, it was only with d'Artagnan bleeding and injured did Treville learn this was his nephew, son of his beloved sister. He was young when she married, then moved far away, his life moved on. Jean had always thought of her fondly though he never searched for her.
As a soldier his focus was on his obligations to king and country. His brother wrote on occasion, and the Captain was easy to find, but there was never a letter from his sister.
Perhaps Treville believed he had been forgotten or Therese was too busy with her children, even grandchildren, to think about him. Sometimes there was the passing thought she had died in childbirth.
In the bed in front of him was proof that she lived on. Treville felt as if d'Artagnan knew Jean was his uncle, but he would have to wait until the young man awoke.
"The surgeon left some herbs to mix in a draught for the pain," Aramis explained.
Porthos wiped a hand over his mouth. "Not right what they did to him." Four broken ribs, a concussion, contusions and bruises so dark the surgeon worried about internal injuries along with the swelling and discoloration to d'Artagnan's face. "The lad had effects."
Athos was leaning in the corner being watchful. "They're at the Red Guard barrack." He pushed away from the wall. "Should we take on that mission?"
The Captain understood that his men needed something to occupy their time and vent their frustrations. The Cardinal would pay, but in the meantime some vengeance against the Red Guards was appropriate. "Aramis, if you could remain here." It was less of a suggestion and more of an order.
"Of course." Aramis bowed his head. There was not much for the talented medic to do if there were internal injuries, but in that case then d'Artagnan deserved comfort.
The two of them kept watch over the young man as Porthos and Athos went to retrieve d'Artagnan's belongings.
"This is not your fault." The sharpshooter had pulled up another chair.
Treville's guilt was eating him as it did when his order led to injury or death of one of his men. This was far worse with him unknowingly sending his nephew into a bad situation. "I'm afraid it is. We needed someone to bring us information and d'Artagnan presented himself as an opportunity."
"We should have ended this earlier when we saw how he was being treated." Aramis was trying to take some of the burden from his Captain.
"Tell me."
Aramis seemed uncomfortable with sharing anything further. "Shaky, tired, you saw some of the fading bruises." The sharpshooter adjusted the sheet.
It had all been there, evidence of abuse and then there were the faint lines of the past, which Aramis had seen, too. Neither of them commented, leaving more questions to ask his nephew when he awoke. "My sister wouldn’t want this life for him."
"It's an honorable profession." Aramis defended. "Will he have a place with us?"
Treville wiped a hand over his mouth. "Yes."
Aramis seemed relieved. "Good. d'Artagnan is strong willed, Captain. He will survive."
The Captain hoped the prayer of his man did not go unheard.
(())
There was an incessant buzzing. d'Artagnan wanted to return to the dream. A memory of his mother, father away and they were outside walking near the pond by the farm enjoying the spring day.
"You need to grow up good and strong." She held his hand even though he ran ahead so she had to stretch to keep a firm grip.
"I am strong, Mama."
"And good," she said after they had stopped running.
He didn't know if that was true. “Papa’s always yelling at me, saying I’m not good.”
“Papa just wants you to be better, but you are a good boy, Charles.” She bent down to kiss the top of his head. For a moment d'Artagnan could smell her lavender scent.
“Yes, Mama.”
The dream was fading and he didn’t feel his mother’s pride. d’Artagnan hurt. He didn’t feel strong. As for being good, well, the Cardinal discovered he was a spy. He had dishonored his father by his ways, and had not helped the Musketeer.
Slowly, the buzzing was turning into voices and the hurt became unrelenting pain releasing itself in a groan that brought a moment of silence.
“d’Artagnan? You’re safe at the garrison with the Musketeers.”
Hearing the word 'safe' made d'Artagnan open his eyes to half-mast, though his headache required him to close them once more. They needed to be patient for him to get his wits about him.
This time instead of Treville, Aramis tried to tempt him. "We're becoming a bit worried. Porthos starts to break things when he's worried."
"Lad, don't believe him. He starts crying." Porthos added.
"I do not."
"Perhaps, if you are silent the boy will grace us with his presence," Athos interrupted his friends.
That brought some quiet again, no buzzing, but his pain was still there insistent enough to force him to face the men he had failed. d'Artagnan opened his eyes to see Treville and Aramis sitting by his bed while Athos and Porthos leaned into the space.
d'Artagnan tried to work some saliva in his mouth, tasting blood. The sharpshooter brought a cup so his lips while the Captain helped to lift him up as Porthos placed another pillow under his neck. Athos gave him a small grin.
The young man blinked slowly to clear his vision, bringing in clearly the bruises on the faces of Athos and Porthos. "What happened to you?" His voice was raspy and foreign to him.
He brought a hand up to his throat, but Porthos caught it. "Run in with the Red Guard, worth it though."
"Your personal items have been returned." Athos gestured with his neck to a box on the table.
They parted so the young man could see the small wooden box that was piled on his clothing. It held tokens of home, his mother and better times. Yet, it wasn't worth people getting hurt. "You didn't have to do that."
"We thought perhaps you had some memories of home." Athos picked up the box and handed it to Treville.
The Captain laid it beside the injured man. "Of your mother?"
"My mother?" d'Artagnan felt lost, overwhelmed. He had been beaten at the hands of the other Red Guards. For sure d'Artagnan believed he would die in that cell, not find himself amongst the Musketeers.
"Therese, my sister?"
In awe the young man gave an abbreviated nod as the motion jarred his healing body. "You know."
The Captain sighed. "I wish you had told me."
"I didn't think you would believe me." d'Artagnan felt embarrassed.
"Anyone would be proud to claim you as nephew or son," Treville said while giving him a pat on the shoulder. The older man cleared his throat. "I need to return my duties. I leave you the care of my most trusted men."
"Thank you, Sir, Uncle, Captain. . ." d'Artagnan fumbled, seeing his mother's amusement in Treville's eyes.
"Uncle is fine now, but when you are in my command perhaps another title will be appropriate." With that dignified sentiment, the Captain left the room.
Weighty exhaustion was pulling at the injured man. His mind unable to grasp full concepts, he must have misunderstood. "I'm not a Red Guard. I'm not a soldier. I'm nothing. What does he mean?"
Aramis placed a hand on d'Artagnan's head while Athos looked on as Porthos whispered, "Exit strategy, lad."

Milady could not restrain herself as she entered the Cardinal's private apartments in his residence, opening and closing the door before the guards could react. "You let the spy go free?" When the Cardinal continued eating his meal and ignored her she purposefully grabbed a knife to aim it. "Why?"
Richelieu looked up, raised a brow before returning to his quail. "I have my own endgame. Let's not forget who works for whom."
"I have not forgotten." Milady's voice dropped in the anger she was trying to control. "You've tasked me with a job and that boy knows too much."
The Cardinal placed his cutlery down. "He's with the Musketeers. I do not care if he lives or dies."
It was permission enough for her to do what she needed to in order to survive her position with the Cardinal. She turned her back and left Richelieu to his evening repast.
(())
Athos knew the young man struggled to believe that he would eventually be a musketeer. As he healed the trio also tried to build d'Artagnan's self-esteem and learn more about the Captain's nephew.
The picture painted by d'Artagnan's words were of a demanding, controlling and abusive father. Those were not the words the young man used, but the inference was there.
The young man was still in a significant amount of pain. At night Aramis would prepare a sleeping draught, which was taken fully willingly once Treville made the request. The boy acquiesced to his uncle each night.
Athos had left Treville watching over d'Artagnan while he went to clean up after a day on palace duty. He would then sit with the young man for a bit before heading to a tavern with Aramis and Porthos.
The loud noises outside of the garrison garnered his attention as he was making his way to d'Artagnan's sick room. Athos saw Treville called to the disturbance and was about to join him when a shadowy movement by d'Artagnan's door had him walking, then leaping at the figure as the assailant opened the lad's door.
There was a dagger in the attacker's hand, which Athos slammed on the ground to break the grip. It was then he noticed how slender the body was, the curves and breasts. With a still firm grasp on the woman struggling underneath him, he pushed back her hood.
"Anne."
She met him evenly. "Olivier."
Keeping her immobile, Athos brought them both to standing and ushered them into d'Artagnan's room depositing Anne in a chair far away from the sleeping injured man. He held his musket steady, keeping himself between d'Artagnan and his presumed dead wife as he came to his conclusions. "You must be Milady de Winter, spy for the Cardinal and here to do away with d'Artagnan. Is that an accurate summation?"
"I did marry you for your intelligence." She pulled off her gloves.
Blessedly, d'Artagnan remained asleep, lost in the draught Aramis had made him. Athos studied his wife and her cool demeanor, but yet he could still feel the passion between them. It was still there and he had to strike back to bury those feelings. "Not for my title and money? What a surprise."
Treville opened the door taking in the sight of his lieutenant and a beautiful woman sitting in a chair. The Captain closed the door quietly behind him. "What happened?"
Athos placed his hands on Anne's shoulders, clamping down to keep her in place. "Captain, may I introduce you to Milady de Winter, formerly my wife, Anne, the woman who was attempting to kill your nephew, d'Artagnan and who murdered my brother, Thomas."
(())
"You didn't know." d'Artagnan sat with still healing yellow and purple bruises, but his time outside in the sun made him content. There were still marks on the young man's body along with some residual pain from the broken ribs which would take more time to heal.
"No, I did not. If I could have spared you. . ." Athos tried explaining again. He wanted d'Artagnan to understand he had worth and their protection. It also allowed Athos to make amends for his mistake in trusting Anne all those years ago. Atonement would take the form of building confidence in the younger man as they saw potential. Qualities like bravery, courage and loyalty made for good brothers.
Porthos interrupted after throwing his last knife at the target. "Eh, enough already. She was a spy and a good one."
"Is it hard letting her go?" d'Artagnan asked quietly.
Aramis shared a look with Athos.
The lad worried of being a bad son and this was an opportunity for Athos to show he could move forward. His time with Anne had passed. "No."
"Good riddance." Aramis clapped Athos on the shoulder.
Milady had been ordered to go to England and never return. A confession was exacted from her about her dealings with the Cardinal including a plot against the Queen to murder her. Treville informed the Queen and gave her the letter for her safe keeping after informing the Cardinal of its existence. Blackmail brought a detente.
"All your complaining about getting out of bed and all you want to do it sit in the sun?"
Aramis had declared d'Artagnan fit enough to start training slowly when the young man complained after days of lying in bed. There were still winces, livid bruises that would take more time to heal, but Treville had left his nephew's training in the capable hands of Aramis, Athos and Porthos.
"Let's see what they taught you." Aramis offered him a hand up.
Porthos slipped onto the vacated seat of the bench. "We'll leave wrestling for later."
"Muskets?" Aramis handed over one of the weapons on the table.
"LaBarge said-" d'Artagnan started until Athos interrupted him, unwilling to hear the Captain of the Red Guard's judgment.
"They can't teach you a sense of justice, d'Artagnan. It makes your place with us."
d'Artagnan bowed his head in embarrassment, recovering he aimed and fired.
The End

Perfect prompt if perfect. I second this vividly.

Aramis/Richelieu is a fervent catholic yet he lives in sin, loving another man. He surely felt bad about it once or twice. I'd want to read something where Aramis or Richelieu is struggling with his faith and his love affair.

You can go for one pairing or try to make parallel between them. I'll be happy either way !

op

ooooh I'm excited!! :D

I`ve only just developed a liking for Richelieu/Treville and it is the fault of Kyele for making them so damn hot!!!!.

But it lead me to prompt this little piece of angst

An old enemy of The Cardinals rears his ugly head, and is out for revenge, but instead of going straight to Richelieu and attacking him, he goes for the only thing in the world that Richelieu loves more than Power.

Treville.

Massive hurt/comfort, with Richelieu personally nursing Treville back to health.

::high-fives OP:: Hon, the pleasure is all mine. Especially if it leads to you posting prompts like this, which are basically everything I want in life.

::pitches tent:: I am going to be right here until someone writes this. Then I will fawn all over them and make embarassing noises of glee and probably offer them my firstborn child.

+infinity

Things Kyele likes:

1.) Richelieu/Treville
2.) Religion issues
3.) Aramis/Porthos
0.) THIS PROMPT

Such amazing prompts and fills on this meme lately :) I love this fandom!

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees. Massive h/c for this pairing is just what I need. ;__; Bless this prompt.

This is beautiful. Now I wish I were catholic so I knew how to write it properly.

Apologies, did not mean to hijack your prompt with my Aramis\Lemay idea. I am going to create my own thread to leave yours clear.

Thanks

- I have already posted this as a comment to someone else's prompt. It seemed unfair to hijack, so have created my own thread.

When the baby was sick, it was Aramis that told Lemay about the steam possibly being a help. Lemay having heard of Aramis from when he saved The Cardinal from poisoning last season. And is more than willing to help when Aramis brings him the God Soup. In my head they have regular get together's in order to swap expertise and experience. Lemay is a bit infatuated, Aramis is a bit too occupied with other thoughts to realise.

Literally.

One Musketeer's dangling over the side of a cliff, and another is holding his hand to stop him from falling.

They have stay like this for a while, because help isn't coming in the next few minutes, and whoever's on solid ground is too tired to pull his brother up. All he can do it keep his hold on his hand.

In my head it was d'Artagnan hanging off the cliff and Athos holding him, but you can choose whoever you want, I'm not that picky.

Hi OP!

Are you aware of this story by cherryfeather?

http://archiveofourown.org/works/1843066

It sounds right down your alley, except it's Aramis holding onto Athos while Athos has ALL THE ANGST OMG.

Seconded. so. hard.

I'm picturing either Athos or Aramis holding up d'Artagnan all like Sam and Frodo in Return of the King and just. Oh baby I will give up my firstborn nephews or nieces for somebody to write that magic.

Poor Pothos has been bitten by some creature of the night and is now cursed to transform into a massive scary beast in the light of the moon. Needless to say all who look upon his new monstrous form are in for a fright (that or go running to grab their pitch-forks and torches), poor Porthos is terribly self-consciousness and wary while Treville and the Musketeers don't know what to make of this new development.

Porthos: "What do I do!?

Athos (feeling a head-ache coming on): We will find some way to cure you of this... What ever it is.

d'Art (looking up at Porthos in wide-eyed amazement): You were big before, but now your huge.

Aramis (with a big smile): And your penis is massive!

Really good prompt!

In the first episode, Milady successfully framed d'Artagnan for murder. He was chased through the streets exactly one time.

Is it just me, or was this never. mentioned. again?

Basically requesting something of any sort where this incident returns to haunt our favorite Gascon. Maybe he happens across someone from that inn and is recognized? Or maybe the innkeeper actually contacts the authorities?

I'd like to see him actually be arrested since, being new to Paris and not knowing anyone very well, it wouldn't exactly be easy to find people to vouch for his innocence, and it might be fun to see the Inseparables running around trying to get him out of that one.

Anon can feel free to do literally whatever they want with it. Run wild, my love, be free.

Inspired by the last episode and a prompt sent earlier :

For an obscure reason (Rochefort could have plotted it), Treville is condemned to be flogged several times in the garrison. Give me some angst from Treville and his musketeers, condemned to watch his punishment.

Then, comfort him in all the ways you want : Aramis treating his wounds, Porthos carrying him in his arms, Athos or D'Artagnan watching over him...

(It'd be even better if the musketeers were the condemned ones and Treville asked to take the punishment.)

You mean like... like... wait, there's a word for that, I know I've heard of it. Oh, what was it? Not consequences, but similar. It's rare, many (show)writers don't believe in its existence... continuity! Yes, that's it! You want continuity!

Athos and d`Artagnan are getting married!!!!!, so are Aramis and Porthos!!!

A double wedding ensues, with chaos, cake wars, florists pulling out at the last minute and surprise pregnancies, will they make it to the alter?, with their surrogate daddies Richelieu and Treville have heart attacks and nervous break downs along the way?!, and what about Athos`s ex-wife showing up to try and ruin the big day?.

Light hearted and fun, and if anyone wants to do Mis and d`Art in wedding gowns instead of suits go for it!

Actually I'll keep my firstborn niece or nephew and just go ahead and fill this. Will have to acquire a little research first but this is so getting written today ^_^

d'Artagnan is arrested for the sake of a mission, but once again things do not go as expected. The guards are unnecessarily cruel, maybe he winds up with the wrong sort of cell-mate, other prisoners are made aware of his being a musketeer and they hate him for it, all of the above...

In any case, things go very, very badly wrong for d'Artagnan and there is nothing he can do about it but wait for the Inseparables to find a way of getting him out of this situation while everyone tries to salvage what they can of the mission.

From d'Artagnan's side of things, the darker the better. Bonus points for a public flogging being somehow involved.

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Round 3

Re: Treville's Boarding School for Troubled Youths

Re: Fill: Courage Found In A Just Heart 5/6

Re: Fill: Courage Found In A Just Heart 6/6

Re: Treville's Boarding School for Troubled Youths

Aramis/Porthos or/& Richelieu/Treville, religion issues

Re: This is a fight he has to fight for himself... wait maybe not

Treville/Richelieu Treville/OMC TW Rape/non con, torture, graphic violence

Re: Treville/Richelieu Treville/OMC TW Rape/non con, torture, graphic violence

Re: Aramis/Porthos or/& Richelieu/Treville, religion issues

Re: Treville/Richelieu Treville/OMC TW Rape/non con, torture, graphic violence

Re: Aramis/Porthos or/& Richelieu/Treville, religion issues

to the original OP :

Lemay\Aramis (UST) - Season 2

Cliffhanger

Re: Cliffhanger

Re: S2 Spoilers - Aramis Targeted

Re: Cliffhanger

Porthos is a Monster and Aramis ain't complaining - Portamis

Re: S2 Spoilers - Aramis Targeted

Actual fall out from episode one?

Treville + OTP3 or 4, hurt/comfort,TW : flagellation

Re: Actual fall out from episode one?

Modern AU double wedding Mpreg, Athos/D`Artagnan Porthos/Aramis with a side of Treville/Richelieu

Re: Cliffhanger

Things going very wrong (torture, bullying, extreme cruelty, etc)