The Musketeers fic: Danse Macabre

[donnaimmaculata]

*delurks*

So, I've been wondering: is it worth getting a Tumblr account? Is that where fandom is taking place these days and where everyone has wandered off to? It's time to admit I'm totally out of the loop.

On plus side: I've managed to write fic in a new fandom. I'm not getting too excited about it, because I know myself and know that it won't last, but for the time being I'm indulging in a very nostalgic sort of crush:


He does look very lickable, doesn't he?

Look, I don't think that The Musketeers is a brilliant show. In fact, I got bored halfway through and stopped watching - stunning visuals notwithstanding - but then I gave it a chance, watched it all in a marathon session and decided to revive a crush from 30 years ago, when Aramis used to look like this:



Yeah, the new version is better. My ten-year-old self is weeping for the missed chance. Seriously, my ten-year-old self would so have loved to have had the new revamped Aramis to perv over. He has been specifically designed to appeal to my ten-year-old self's (and teenage self's) aesthetic requirements. And while my present-day self appreciates the visuals, it is not entirely overwhelmed by them. It's too sad.

But that didn't stop me from writing porn for him. And angst. Well, the angst is Marsac's, because Marsac is The Musketeers' verse's Sirius Black (which makes Aramis Remus Lupin, which explains a lot).

Title: Dance Macabre
Author: Donna Immaculata
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Aramis/Marsac
Word count: 4718
Warnings: Angst, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Hand Jobs, Mutual Masturbation, PTSD, Miscommunication, Catholic Guilt, Death Wish
Summary: Meeting Aramis again after all those years sparks something within him back to life.
Spoilers: For episode 4 - The Good Soldier

Dance Macabre on AO3

Comments

[donnaimmaculata.livejournal.com]

Critiquemydick stole hours of my life. And of my friends' lives.

That's exactly how I feel about it, too. The first two episodes got me quite excited, because they looked so right, but then nothing lead anywhere. There were tantalising hints of underlying darkness and depth to the characters, of complex relationships (Musketeers - Cardinal), but it all just fizzled out. The finale was just a return to the status quo.

Marsac was in episode 4. Depending on when you gave up, you might still have caught him. He came back to haunt Aramis with memories of an Ambush and of Twenty Dead Musketeers.

[anteros-lmc.livejournal.com]

Critiquemydick stole hours of my life. And of my friends' lives.
There are worse ways to spend hours of your life :)

The first two episodes got me quite excited, because they looked so right, but then nothing lead anywhere.
I'm glad it's not just me! I felt rather disappointed with myself that I didn't get into it.

Depending on when you gave up, you might still have caught him.
Technically I have "seen" the entire series. I.e. I was in the same room as partner while he was watching it, but most of the time I was reading LJ rather than watching the hot boys in leather. (Something wrong with that sentence there...) Perhaps if I read your fic it will job my memory :)

[donnaimmaculata.livejournal.com]

Something wrong with that sentence there...

Oh dear, yes. That's a worrying symptom.

My fic doesn't explain all that much, plotwise. It's mainly angst with some halfhearted porn and an angsty finish :-)

[anteros-lmc.livejournal.com]

Sounds perfect! That's my weekend reading sorted then :)

[donnaimmaculata.livejournal.com]

Well, if you want more, I wrote another Aramis-appreciation fic (because look at him), here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1862730 (posted anonymously for the time being).