#the thousand noble musketeers

[apparitiondreamimg]

"A lone gun lies in a trunk, waiting for the day he'll be used."

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I always wondered what it was like for the gun boys while they were, ya'know, just guns. I wrote and drew this piece to get a better idea of that. So here's some suffering for the soul. :)

[sleepy-apparition]

This is them. To me.

[senjuushi]

master drawing love1 a hot bath because body aches as a reward for being a good fun murder boy !

Watching the steaming water makes him nervous.

Not because of the bath itself, but because you're insistent on looking after him— when Love1 would rather you don't realize that needs to be looked after at all.

But you know, now. You've figured out that he never really stops hurting, and instead of using that knowledge against him, you're fussing over every possible way to ease the aches. There's a hot bath in front of him because you care.

"I'll leave the room now," you say, as if you know exactly why he doesn't want you seeing his scrawny, bruised body.

Love1 still gives you a beaming thanks, grinning in a feeble attempt to cover up how unsteady he feels. Then, you're gone, and he's alone with the bathtub and his shame.

He gets in anyway.

It feels every bit as good as he'd expected. The heat on his sore body is utter bliss, leaving him shivering, eyes closed, no matter how badly he wants to stay on guard. Military bathing arrangements are far from comfortable, but this—

Somehow, Love1's mind wanders to what it would have been like if you'd stayed. If you'd wanted to sit beside him and fill the room with chatter so he wouldn't be left to think.

The fact that he wants that scenario— you by his side— might be the most disturbing part of all of this.

[anekogia]

I still can't believe that my fixation and interest towards Senjuushi and muskets in general all started because of my love for Genshin Impact's 4.3 update.

^I've only known them for less than a month, but if anything happens to them, I'll kill myself.

ADD GUNMEN TO GENSHIN, HOYO!!!

DO IT (Chevy and Clorinde doesn't count)!!!!

GIVE US A NEW WEAPON TYPE!!!!

[aroacettorney]

tbh i wish aup had more reps for characters who achieve greatness purely through hard work and effort. the emphasis on genius/being special is mayhaps way too much to the point that it feels kinda damn depressing for those who aint born as one.

[j-fashion-wearer-otd]

Today’s J-fashion wearer is Ekaterina from Senjyushi: The Thousand Noble Musketeers! He wears hime x shiro lolita!

[bamboozledbystander]

I've been reading the original Thousand Noble Musketeers game, and I am obsessed with their expressions🤣😭😭

[averyghe]

Khari - The giants that ruled the Earth, more than a hundred thousands years ago.

Average height - 3 meters. Life expectancy - about three hundred solar years, with the fifty year old khari being considerate adults. Khari are hermaphrodites, who procreate by laying up to five eggs. The young(Kharling) upbringing is seen as a communal task. Their most notable physical characteristic are four arms. Two upper arms are vary in their size, as those members have, atrophied in the lineages of the castes which were not akin to a manual labour. The lower pair of arms as well as legs, in case if they were severed are known to be capable of slow regeneration, some times with the loss of limbs mobility or sensitivity.

They came aboard the gigantic colony ships - Rakhanas, carrying with themselves knowledge, riches and weapons of mass destruction. They quickly became the sovereigns of the primitive world, partially enslaving its population.

The Khari society is differentiated into several castes. With the four main ones, each being differentiated into over three hundred castes.

The highest being the Ranakh - Nobles, officials, and scholars of the Khari society. The one you can see on the illustration is one of the Lesser lords of the Toakhar House, with its emblem being a white bird on the red Sun, surrounded by four stars representing four families comprising the clan.

Members of this caste usually braid their beards according to the amount of children they have as well, as having one lock on the side of their head according with the importance of their lineage.

The rulers are followed by the Three-Eyed ones - the smallest of the castes. Mystics, tradition keepers and future tellers, they are born with the third eye capable of seeing what the other two can’t. Attributes of this caste are Chuki(Sacred amber beads), as well as braided moustache…

Torratha - The warriors, are trained from their childhood to be proficient with all types of weaponry, with the specific attention being given to the three martial arts - Davan-Dara(Art of the Halberd), Yolbarakh-Dara(Art of the Phosphor Musket). The also trained to wear a power armour(Tayom) - Designed to help them fight in the gravitational environment their massive bodies aren’t used for, with the help of pneumatic joints, and the tube which pumps stimulant drugs into their breathing cavity. Memebers of this caste shave their heads leaving large unbraided moustache.

The fourth caste - are Donth. Up keepers of the flying cities - Enginers, craftsmen, and inventors. They as well work as scientists of the natural scientists, weapon smiths, and transport operators. They aren’t allowed to braid their hair, except for a small topknot up their forehead. The emblem of this caste is an Upside down triangle, or a pyramid - Symbolizing the power of science over the laws of nature.

Workers were the ones to create the Omri - Robots with the Inteligence levels of a child, used to do all the kinds of the work - From cocking and gardening, to being used as a canon fodder, in the wars.

The humans(and other sentient species that became slaves in Khari civilisation) are viewed as the lowest caste - often used to do dirty and dangerous work. They are living in a large communities on the lowest levels of the flying cities - often dying before they reach adulthood by being smashed by the machinery, eaten alive by the animals known as Khro - that inhabit sewer collectors, or simply by falling from the city, while making repairs on outside. Due to being seen as barely above animals, they aren’t allowed to wear clothing, except very rarely a set of protective gear for their working environment…

Lower then them are only Suthan-Au – or a Musk Beast in translation. A genetically modified animal, body of which contains a highly nutritious materials, and being capable to regenerate several times, after the large parts of the meat and fat tissue being removed. They were created for the space travels that could last for centuries… Some sources say that originally they were a civilised race, related to Khari… The beasts still have a peculiar levels of inteligence. They are certainly capable of complex emotions, such as love, grief, greed, or hatred…

[THIS IS A CONCEPT FROM AN ABANDONED PROJECT]

[m2-km]

Rating: T Relationships: Dreyse/Chassepot Characters: Dreyse, Chassepot (Minor Tabatière Cameo)

Pretend it is the 29th of May and this just dropped. Summary is pretty self-explanatory:

Since it was the day the tragedy ended, his cadet had said, in a nonchalance that made it law, isn’t it fine to celebrate it? So Chassepot had acquiesced, whiling the next night away in one of Gras’ stupid parties with bad music and greasy food, enduring the flashing lights on an impromptu dance floor. The cadet only spoke sense, and it was no good to mope, and he was putting a damper on the debauchery by parading his personal tragedies. Why, then, is he heaving into a toilet bowl after a mere two half-glasses of wine? Ah, he had almost forgotten about the approaching footsteps. Of course it would be Dreyse who would intrude on his privacy for absolutely no reason. Just great. Like he needed to come take the piss, too.

[kerojorts]

Babe wake up new kerojorts RappNapo oneshot just dropped

[apparitiondreamimg]

F's Scar Map

Hello! This post is based on @senjuushi 's headcannon that F is hiding some pretty nasty scars. I love F, and since we don't have an official image of this, I decided to make my own! Under the cut, you will see my interpretation of F's scars along with explanations describing them.

TWs: Depictions of scars, Mentions of rape and sexual assault. Please keep in mind this is all headcannon.

1.) Neck

To start, I drew his neck. There's not much here; Only a few small cuts. I believe he could have received these a the start of the abuse. It's possible that when F resisted, even a little, the handlers would "correct" him with a knife to the throat. Or maybe they did it just because they felt like it.

2.) Torso (Front)

Now we're talking. Here you can see multiple scars littered across his chest and stomach. Any dotted, circular patterns are meant to be bite mark scars. There are two whip marks across his chest. The three lines on the right side of his chest are meant to be scratch marks (Not sure if it comes across that way). Small, straight lines are simple cuts, the more defined cuts are from deeper wounds or places where the skin was scraped off. And yes, those are nipple piercings.

3.) Torso (Sides)

Not much to say here. Most of the scaring you can see here are you can see on the front or back. There are more claw marks on the right side of F. Also! The peach-colored lines on his hips are stretch marks. Not sure if that's clear.

4.) Back

Here you can see multiple whip marks, as well as more defined cuts. I feel like his back is the worst >.<. Since he can't reach back there, the wounds didn't get to heal properly. And no one's going to waste time and resources on a weapon. The scars are extra sensitive because of this.

5.) Arms

I had trouble with the arms. I simply could NOT figure out what type of scaring would present on them(besides basic cuts). As a result, the arms are kind of lacking.

6.) Hips/Thighs (Front)

The thighs are pretty torn up. On F's left hip is a burn mark; I feel as though he received it as punishment for not being able to keep up with the soldier's sexual appetite. The scars here are noticeably longer and are just as sensitive as the ones on his back.

7.) Hips/Thighs (Sides)

Not much I have to say here.

8.) Hips/Thighs (Back)

There are two whip/belt scars on the butt here from a particularly painful punishment (surprisingly) unrelated to the abuse he suffers from the soldiers regularly. I also believe that the anus has suffered some tearing due to the constant forced entry. I didn't draw this. (Sorry!)

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And that's all! I didn't add the bottom part of his legs because I couldn't figure out what to place there >.< But I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless.

[sleepy-apparition]

Uh-oh! My pocket ripped. I sure hope nothing compromising fell out-

0_0....Whoops.

Honestly, I just wanted to see Tabatiere shirtless -3- And practice drawing chest hair. I think it turned out well! The only thing I'm not proud of are the hands...but when am I ever?

[sleepy-apparition]

My boys...

Could you write a request were a very stressed Kirsch (The reader/master is in the hospital for whatever reason) cuddles up next to Ninety. If that’s not weird uwu. ❤️

“H-Hey... are you a-awake...?”

Ninety wakes up with a start. The soft voice from beside him definitely isn’t a handler. When he hesitantly cracks open his eyes, he sees a darkened image of Kirsch kneeling on the floor a few inches away. 

“Don’t get up!” Kirsch hisses when Ninety tries to sit upright. “No one c-can know I’m here, so stay quiet...!”

Nodding slightly, Ninety obeys. He curls in on himself a little more while he waits for some explanation of what’s going on. He... has a feeling. With Master hospitalized, they’ve all been on edge. Even Kirsch, famous for being the cruelest brat possible, has to be stressed. 

So Ninety scoots over on his bedding just a bit. 

“Y-You— How’d you know...?” Kirsch stammers. His pouting, anxious expression doesn’t seem right on his face at all. “Well, if you’re offering... I-I wanna stay here. You can’t take it back!”

Ninety just nods once again. 

And that’s all it takes. Kirsch settles next to him; taller, but still bony and thin. Ninety winds up cuddled close to Kirsch’s chest like a toy, the larger boy holding onto him as if Ninety is his only comfort in the world. His breath tickles Ninety’s hair, and... could that have been a sob?

It’s better to stay quiet. Ninety just snuggles a little closer. If Kirsch wants to use him for comfort, that’s what a dog is good for. And anyway, Ninety himself is just as scared. 

Having someone to hold onto is nice. 

[writing-and-rebloging]

Memes based on this post

[bamboozledbystander]

I want to see Like•Two in these boots by Anthony Wang

[wonderfullytwwisted]

Finally something good!! Only took 20 pulls...the last card I tried to pull was the Kentucky one AND HE DIDN'T WANNA COME HOME