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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.
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
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.
Rule addition: No more discussions on the prompt post. If you want to discuss something, we have a discussion post. If you want to wank about a prompt, that's not what the discussion post is for. That's what your scroll bar and that little red x in the top corner of your browser is for.
Archive:
https://delicious.com/bbcmusketeers
Discussion post:
http://bbcmusketeerskink.dreamwidth.org/557.html
Official fill post (I strongly suggest you use it for better visibility of your fills):
http://bbcmusketeerskink.dreamwidth.org/418.html
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
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.
Rule addition: No more discussions on the prompt post. If you want to discuss something, we have a discussion post. If you want to wank about a prompt, that's not what the discussion post is for. That's what your scroll bar and that little red x in the top corner of your browser is for.
Archive:
https://delicious.com/bbcmusketeers
Discussion post:
http://bbcmusketeerskink.dreamwidth.org/557.html
Official fill post (I strongly suggest you use it for better visibility of your fills):
http://bbcmusketeerskink.dreamwidth.org/418.html
Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-02-12 07:23 pm (UTC)Re: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-02-14 02:32 pm (UTC)Re: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-02-16 02:38 pm (UTC)Re: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-02-16 03:08 am (UTC)FILL: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-03-02 07:27 pm (UTC)**
CONTENT WARNINGS: Badly-negotiated consent, dehumanisation/depersonalisation, may be triggering for self-harm and depression. Dark rather than sexy.
**
He's made her two different women.
The first Constance is her, who she truly is; but when he sends for her, when she puts on her cloak and slips out into the Paris night, she sheds that woman and becomes someone else entirely.
The only person she can be in order to do what she does.
She would tell herself she only does it because he's desperate; but she doesn't, because she doesn't think of it. The first Constance is someone else, and the second doesn't think at all, only acts, is as practiced with whip and crop as the first Constance wants to be with sword and musket.
When he strips off his shirt in front of her for the first time, there are already whip scars on his back – old scars, though she knows he's not long been a soldier. Her husband is away that night, and she has no lodger, so she makes him kneel on her kitchen floor and hits him across the back with her carpet beater until he's crying and shaking, before taking him in her arms. She's never been so intimate with a man other than her husband, but he doesn't seem like a man to her now; rather like a shade, no more real than she is.
She feels nothing, which is strange, because the other Constance feels too deeply, cares too much about good men who are stupid and reckless and self-destructive, and not her concern.
But neither of them are real tonight, and he means nothing in her arms.
The second time, he asks her to tell him he's worthless, a failure, and she forgets who she is for a second; the first Constance slipping through the cracks.
"I won't," she replies shortly, dropping the riding crop on his bed as though she suddenly can't bear to hold it.
"May I ask why not?"
She sizes him up: drunk as usual, bloodshot eyes, but an authority in his voice that's new to her, as if he's used to being obeyed.
She finds she likes him even less when she's confronted with a person, with a will of his own.
"I don't like to say it because I don't believe it, monsieur."
He sighs. "You might as well, because I believe it whether you say it or not."
She slaps him, spits in his face and tells him how dare he speak to her, and feels better for it.
She goes further in the end, tells him he is nothing, that he doesn't matter, that he might as well not exist.
She would wonder if he really does; if she wanted to know, which she doesn't. She has never seen him in the light, has never known him outside of these rooms and the woman he's made her, and sleeps easier for it.
Slowly, she becomes more creative, more direct. She uses clothes pegs on him, scratches and pinches, digs her carefully-sharpened nails into the sensitive folds of his skin. There's that strange little silver trinket she has that he told her feels like scores of needles pricking him.
She ties the ropes the way he's taught her, spread-eagling him across the bed so he cannot flinch or squirm away.
Sometimes she says, "Enough," before he's done, knowing that his back and arse and legs probably can't take anything else, and even the agonising sting of the brine she dabs onto his wounds is not enough to take him to that place inside himself.
Those times, he does not cling to her afterwards but to himself, rolling up into a foetal position on the bed, as if he could revert to that primal state, before consciousness.
It's ironic, really, she would think, if she thought of it (which she does not): that what she does to him helps him keep a grip on his humanity. A kind of serenity, certainly; the last few times she's seen a peace in him that she's not sure she likes.
She dreams one night that she's drinking his darkness in, drawing it out of his throat and through his mouth, swallowing it down.
Only once does he tell her, afterwards, that they should stop. That she shouldn't be doing this, as if he had never asked her for it.
"If I didn't want to, I wouldn't," she replies coldly, though it's not a question of wanting anything, and kicks him in the stomach for his pains.
Then d'Artagnan bursts into her life without warning, unwittingly dragging the two of them out into the light; and the next time she gets his summons, she throws it on the fire before staggering outside, slumping down against the garden wall and crying until she half-fears it will drown her.
Re: FILL: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-03-02 07:54 pm (UTC)This is so compelling. I love it as a character study- the bit about two Constance's made me feel so weirdly close to her, and she's one of those characters that I've wanted to like but don't feel much connection to, so I liked the insight. And the nervousness she feels when she sees his serenity- this is really well-written, and I'm glad you posted it.
Re: FILL: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-03-02 10:20 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-03-03 12:16 am (UTC)Wow. You're right that it's not exactly kink, but it really works for me as an emotional character study. The compartmentalisation and the collapse thereof was very effective. I am very happy with the fill.
Re: FILL: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-03-03 09:30 am (UTC)Re: FILL: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-03-03 02:09 am (UTC)I liked that the "depersonalization" isn't just about that being a kink Athos has, it's about how Constance feels. Well, I mean, I don't like that that's happening to my bb Constance, but it's a thing some men (and some people in general) do to kink partners when they really want something from a woman and don't stop to think what she wants...
Anyway. *hugs them both* *especially Constance*
Re: FILL: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-03-03 09:33 am (UTC)Interesting point! Yeah, Athos has asked something from her and this is the only way she knows how to give it... I think he probably does like the depersonalisation, but that's hardly the point. Glad it worked for you. :)
Re: FILL: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-03-03 08:11 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-03-04 08:06 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-03-03 10:25 pm (UTC)It just feels like their lives are so tangled up now - there must be some fallout. There has to be.
Also I really like your style and want to read more of it.
Re: FILL: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-03-04 08:09 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Constance/Athos femdom
Date: 2014-03-04 08:14 pm (UTC)