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enigma-the-mysterious:

incorrect-musketeers:

Athos: You’re stupid

Aramis: Really? That’s it?

Athos: Give it time, it’ll eat at you


*two hours later*


Aramis: …Am I stupid?

Porthos: Yeah, a little

Aramis: DAMN HIM

Really Porthos? Just a little? XD

He’s being nice

Athos:*over the phone* -How did he die?

D’Artagnan: Cats ate his face

Athos: I think you’re confused, I’m asking about Cardinal Richelieu, how did he die?

D’Artagnan: Cats ate his face

Athos: For f- look just hand the phone over to Porthos would you?

Porthos:*taking the phone*Athos?

Athos: Porthos, how did the Cardinal die?

Porthos: Cats ate his face, D’Artagnan knows more about it than I do

Athos: You’re stupid

Aramis: Really? That’s it?

Athos: Give it time, it’ll eat at you


*two hours later*


Aramis: …Am I stupid?

Porthos: Yeah, a little

Aramis: DAMN HIM

Treville: If we don’t figure out this security breach, every negative email we’ve ever written about Rochefort is going to be automatically sent to him

D’Artagnan: What emails?

Treville, reading aloud: “Rochefort’s favorite songs: Creep by TLC, and Creep by Radiohead.” Remember THAT?

D’Artagnan:*shrugs*

Treville: How about you Porthos, does this ring a bell? “There’s no way Rochefort hasn’t strangled at least one stripper”

Porthos: I stand by that

Treville: And you Athos; “Rochefort eats his yogurt like he is punishing it for disappointing him”

Athos: Well that’s not that bad

Treville: “-P.S. we should kill him”

Athos:Ah

Athos: I have a PHD-

Aramis: A Pretty Horrible Dick?

Athos: …What if I told you there are a multitude of ways to be hurt? Physically?

*teaching the new recruits*

D’Artagnan: First off; through unimaginable violence all things are possible, so jot that down

Athos: Is there something deeply evil living within me or am I just up past my bedtime?

Aramis: The Queen is very beautiful

Porthos: So are Mountain Lions but we don’t pet those

Constance: I relate to Belle because she loves books and likes people for who they are

D’Artagnan: I relate to Tinkerbell because she needs attention or she dies

Athos: I like my coffee like I like my nights

Athos:Dark

Athos:Endless

Athos: Impossible to sleep through

Aramis: I’m not THAT dramatic

D’Artagnan: When I asked you why you were wearing a bejeweled tiara last night, you quoted the entirety of Shakespeare’s “All The Word’s a Stage” monologue from “As You Like It” and then broke down crying

D’Artagnan: And do you know the scariest part? You were SOBER

Musketeers has ruined flintlock weapons for me. They did such a god job with the flashes in that show I’m always slightly disappointed at everyone else.

Pay your pyrotechnics team a little more. Up your game netflix.

jackfan2: This is the artwork created for my big bang, Blood Debt, by my brilliant and amazingly tal

jackfan2:

This is the artwork created for my big bang, Blood Debt, by my brilliant and amazingly talented artist, @weremagnus. I should have posted it here sooner since my story posted Saturday. I’d forgotten that the AO3 Tumblr site only posts the story info and a link. So I’m remedying that here. 


Thank you so much Amanda! You absolutely rock!


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enigma-the-mysterious:

Porthos: Hypothetically speaking

Porthos: At what point does fire become too much fire?

Porthos?? Fire???

Yes, I WILL take the slimmest of excuses to post about him.

[ID: Sketch in dark red on red of Aramis. He is wearing a scarf around his hips, hanging down low over one side and just about providing some modesty, and a pair of calf-high loose boots with bands that say ‘CHANEL’ on them. He has a collar around his neck and in one hand is holding up a leash between his thumb and forefinger. End ID]

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Aramis borrowing clothes again: Porthos’ boots, Athos’ scarf and, for the sake of avoiding being accused of having no garments of his own, his own collar and leash.

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[ID: Sketch on grey with red shading of Athos and Aramis. Aramis has his back turned so he is facing Athos, who is sitting on the back of a sofa, with one arm around Aramis’s shoulders and the other holding a beer or cider bottle between Aramis’s legs. He is glaring straight ahead. End ID]

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My favourite muskie ship is portamis, but far, but one cannot discount the chemisry between Athos and Aramis, nor that between Athos and alcohol…hence, Athos x bottle of undisclosed alcohol x Aramis

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[ID: Sketch on pale purple of Aramis standing in front of a table. He is shirtless and his trousers are open. He has one hand in his pocket and the other raised, holding a Murano glass dip pen between his index and middle fingers. His body faces the table, but he is looking to the side seriously. End ID]
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Time for random, simpler sketchy nonsense until (hopefully) art slump ceases

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nie-narzekam:

We solemnly swear that we are up to no good.

“Forgive us Father, for we are back on our bullshit”

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