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snoodls · 2 months
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good luck on your journey. come home safe.
and when you find him, guide him home.
Ximone, despondent and beside herself, sends her companion hawk Sappho after her best friend Commander Yuri Six-cants, who is presumed dead and in the Mists. Pictured, in order: Ximone overlooking the Brand in Ascalon, relaying instructions to Sappho, reminiscing about younger days with Yuri after reuniting in Ebonhawke, Sappho appearing to a lost commander in the Mists, and Ximone wishing the people she loves would stop slipping through her claws.
These are my humble little pieces that I did for the Commander of Your Heart Zine! I'm so honored to be alongside all of those lovely and talented artists! ;m; <3 Yuri belongs to @1ore! Sappho belongs to herself!
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soulfullofold · 6 months
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trick on her treat until she
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bobthedragon2 · 1 year
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@1ore and @beatcroc
I’m very flattered but also I regret to inform you both that I am Not Cool, in fact, and instead have written “peenus” on my cute whale game while trying to block in text :,,)
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pinyonrice · 2 years
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omfg that ask meme really taped brun's pic to the ceiling. ANYWAYS. #1 of course because now I want to see everyones baby pictures. #18 bring back the 00's. #19, #22, and #39 YEAH WOOO
Brun is the Bearer Of The OC Meme
1. Your first OC ever?
BUT GOTCHA GOTCHA. I mentioned before about my art purging habit, but coupled with my family moving like constantly and stuff inevitably getting lost along the way, I don't have a lot of traditional art I did as a kid! However I DO remember making stories about dogs and pokemon going on zany adventures together and dealing with the things that troubled me as a 6 year-old (mostly having to do with learning how to read). Here's some that have managed to stick out in my brain. Imagining 6 yo me losing my fucking marbles seeing these new renditions
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18. Any OC crackships?
Oh fuck UMMM UMMY Elsbet and Zadri. Lesbians. I am as predictable as usual 😌 They're both married but I'm sure their wives would understand
19. Introduce an OC that means a lot to you (and explain why)
Oh this is a hard one!!! Maybe Hurricane since I've had her for so long? Sam because he was my introduction into a great community of artists and naturalists? Lupe because her story is about having her roots and her identity tied to a geographic area And I Think About It All The Time? I dunno, I feel like I'm not the most creative at making shit up, or at least just superficially, so I have to put a piece of Me into whatever I'm making to give it some semblance that it means something!
22. Is there any OC of yours people tend to mischaracterize? If yes, how?
Not that I can think of! Which is nice. I try to be pretty crystal-clear with who a character is (if I get to posting about them LMAO)
39. Introduce any character you want
sharkdog emailed to my sister in 2015 >:)
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1ore · 6 months
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giuuuiiggghhhn. Firstborn Dagonet. Dags. Hair and coat modeled vaguely after genus Castilleja.
we’ve been sending blighted Trahearne on the run from the authorities on a journey of self-discovery, which has been causing problems for most people in general, but particularly for Siren’s Landing. Trahearne makes a covert/reluctant return to Orr during an effort to clean up Balthazar and Kralkatorrik’s mess, and absolutely gooses it in front of everyone. now they know Mordremoth is still alive and still skulking around in the body of The Disgraced Pact Marshal Trahearne and that he’s also here, for some reason.
But more importantly he gooses it in front of his brother, who just kind of gets to live with the knowledge that he’s still alive, now.
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tetrameryxx · 2 years
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YES... YES!!! Give me BILLIE TUNES and also your new bub Edith!!
COMIN' RIGHT UP!
First off... Billie has a lotta songs on his playlist of varying tone and mood and seriousness LOL. SO I just used a randomizer. it's so weird, he's like... stuck with me all these years even though I have a very bad habit of ditching stories after a few weeks. Perennial funnyguy
Billie - California Stars. Billy Bragg & Wilco
I'd like to rest my heavy head tonight On a bed of California stars I'd like to lay my weary bones tonight On a bed of California stars I'd love to feel Your hand touching mine And tell me why I must keep working on
Edith is Bub shaped, you're so right
Edith - Sailing Away. River Whyless
And now, and now, and now you go And now, and now, and now you go And here I lie alive My lungs reluctant Waves pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling on my skin Woman, woman, sailing away Woman, woman, sailing away I sat here a long time Watching the sun fall Wondering what you'd say If you said anything at all And I cut a trail in the cemetery fog And I'm calling, calling your name in the dark
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lycanaether · 1 month
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Hey so @1ore / @m0r1bund is making little dudes??? So I’m gonna like… make some little dudes for them because I feel bad for getting one and not giving in return
Welcome to the uh
little dude saga
Context: https://m0r1bund.com/e1dolatry/
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m0r1bund · 1 year
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“1ore, couldn’t you separate these into individual pieces so that they aren’t a mile long” absolutely not. I hope you understand. Image captions are enclosed under the cut for length, continue reading below or at m0r1bund.com ▶︎
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[Image: A sketch page of two space marine-lookin’ gals. The one on the top right is a Sibyl, or some kind of warrior-priest, and she looks like your average lawful good paladin. She is outfitted in heavy power armor, wielding a huge claymore and a cog-shaped shield that’s just out of view. She has a somewhat dour profile with a strong jaw, sharp chin, and aquiline nose. A streak of grey runs through her long, black hair, and her undereyes are adorned with dark and heavy mascara, or maybe facepaint. Two wing-shaped ornaments rise from the air canister/jump pack on her back, adorned with prayer tags.
Her counterpart on the left, the ex-Sibyl, is outfitted in a similar fashion. She looks more like the frontrunner of a heavy metal band, though. Her armor is defaced with paintings of teeth and eyes, studded to hell and back, and singed in places. Several broken wing ornaments hang from the hem of her tattered shawl, like a fringe, and they sway as she raises up a bolter the size of her forearm. She has equally strong features as her cohort, but they’re softened a bit, with a broad nose that bows slightly at the end, and a more rounded jawline. Her head is shaved in a messy undercut, with long, white bangs flopping over the left half of her face. She wears black lipstick and smiles unhingedly, eyes wide enough to show her black sclera.
The right half of her face is overtaken with the inky black tendrils of some sort of shapeshifting disease. They creep down to where her right arm would otherwise be, unravelling like strings of smoke, or roots. The many cords of tissue come together at the end and form a huge, clawed hand.
Various sketches show the Sibyl and ex-Sibyl locked in bloody combat with each other. Contending with the shapeshifter is an ordeal—she advances on the Sibyl, limbs passing like smoke through her sword and shield, but the Sibyl holds her own. Though the Sibyl wears a helmet, and the ex-Sibyl a mask, they seem to lock eyes with one another.
Even when she is grievously injured and bleeding out, the Sibyl rebukes her foe. She weakly balls her fist around the ex-Sibyl’s shawl and pushes her away. The ex-Sibyl unmasks out of respect and cradles the Sibyl’s body, but it’s hard to say whether the woman perceives her deranged smile as respectful. Another drawing shows the ex-Sibyl dragging her old enemy’s body away, leaving bloody smears in the dirt.
When the Sibyl comes to, she’s not dead—just lying on an altar with her wounds mysteriously dressed. She maybe wishes she was dead, though, judging from her indignant expression. She finds and confronts the ex-Sibyl with a kitchen knife, but it’s hard to hold a knife to that shit-eating grin when it’s the same shit-eating grin that saved her life.
The rest of the drawings unravel in many different directions. Other encounters are shown, with the two Sibyls getting maybe a little bit too close in the heat of battle. In one, the ex-Sibyl kisses the Sibyl’s knuckles like a knight swearing fealty; in another, the Sibyl tries very very very hard to read a holy text while the ex-Sibyl wraps her monstrous arms around her, tendrils creeping in unhelpful directions.
One drawing shows the Sibyl spearing her rival clear through the torso. The ex-Sibyl is unbothered, flesh unravelling into those cords of shapeshifting tissue. “Is there even anything human left in you?” asks the Sibyl, to which her foe responds “How am I supposed to know if you keep dismembering me?”
A series of margin doodles shows the Sibyl holding the ex-Sibyl at gunpoint, straining, and saying “If I go to hell for this I’m taking you with me.” The ex-Sibyl gasps, touches her face with glee, and says “PROMISE???”
Another comic shows our old friends, the Chief and her research assistant, discussing the new arrivals. The R.A. wraps her arms around the Chief’s big shoulders and says “There were other women in your company? This is great! You must be so happy to see them again!”
The Chief strains. “Um—”
At that, the Sibyl rocks up and postures at the two women, smiling menacingly. “Irene Lysimachia Isidoros,” she says, addressing the Chief with her full name.
The Chief strains harder. “Hello, sister.”
The Sibyl continues. “Heh… So the rumors are true. You’ve gone soft. Of course, I always knew you were a weak-willed fool.”
The Chief’s silence is interrupted only by the sound of the R.A.’s opinion taking a swandive, but before either of them can say anything, the ex-Sibyl kicks down the door and says “HEY. PRIESTESS.”
The Sibyl turns to look, and is rendered speechless by the shock of seeing her old enemy again. It ends when the ex-Sibyl points a gun at her (entirely good humoredly! Really!) and says “FUCK YOU”
There’s also a riff on Ward Sutton’s ‘Sickos Guy’ comic somewhere in there, yeah. Just for laughs. The ex-Sibyl presses her face up against a window, grinning and saying “Yes… Ha ha ha… YES!”]
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Hello. Last week I woke up with a thought that went something like this:
The Chief is probably more than enough disgraced space marine for one woman to handle.
~But what if I made another ooooone~
so uhhhh enjoy the walking Otep song. The Theseus’ (relation)ship.
They are… Sibyls, or warrior-priests, or something. Religious guides who keep the rest of their company in line and safeguard them against ‘temptation’ or whatever. The one on the left is an ex-Sibyl who got a little fucked up by the endeme, and was dropped by the Empire like a bad habit. Her cohort on the right was dispatched to replace her. No they don’t have names yet ): help
They meet on the fields of war and quickly become nemeses. They both know that belief is fragile, and much of it hinges on carefully-constructed Imperial propaganda… So whenever the ex-Sibyl blasphemes, it sits in the back of the Sibyl’s head for weeks like an inoperable bullet wound. Of course, the Sibyl demands nothing short of perfection and perfect devotion from herself. She’s never had a chip in her armor until now. The more she thinks about it, the angrier she gets. This rivalry becomes Extremely personal and she Will be the one to wipe that deranged grin off of the ex-Sibyl’s face, dammit.
The feeling is mutual. Somehow they always find each other, and lock themselves in blood combat until they’re the only ones left still going at it. The ex-Sibyl has the great (mis)fortune of being an unkillable lesbian, and though the same can’t be said of her rival, that doesn’t mean much when they’re both walking tanks made of bullets and power armor. They are fully committed to their mutually assured destruction e.g. dragging each other kicking and screaming to hell.
At least, until the Sibyl is mortally injured in battle. This is unacceptable to her blood rival. What is she going to do if she loses her nemesis? Get another one? Absolutely not. Never felt this way before and never will again. The ex-Sibyl personally drags her back to her Foul Den of Iniquity and tends her rival’s wounds with all the love and devotion that she was never shown, while she was still serving. Likewise, this is the single most selfless act of kindness that the Sibyl has ever experienced, committed by the single most vile woman she has ever had the misfortune of meeting. One thing does not compute with the other. It would be so easy to just kill her and get over it, but suddenly that’s starting to feel like a herculean task, and not just because of the whole ‘unkillable lesbian’ thing.
This may have some kind of effect on the blood rivalry. They will Not be talking about it.
Other things:
 The ex-Sibyl’s collection of wing crests are trophies taken in battle from other members of her former company. Not necessarily from those she killed, but most people just assume they are. (Meanwhile someone, somewhere comes back with one or both crests comically missing.)   
The Chief previously worked with the ex-Sibyl, who was both more agreeable and less agreeable than her replacement. More agreeable because of her warmer and more empathetic demeanor; less agreeable because she was keenly aware that the Chief carries some, err, emotional baggage from the whole Markus debacle. It’s hard to be vulnerable with the one who is watching you for the slightest sign of weakness, waiting for you to slip up. The ex-Sibyl goes M.I.A. sometime after their dispatch to Earth, so her successor doesn’t really meet the Chief or learn about all this until it’s public knowledge.   
Shamelessly stealing lore that whips from the most unfortunately-named chaos space marine warband in 40k: the ex-Sibyl never unmasks on the battlefield except when facing her worstie <3 love wins.   
Gender dynamics are whatever (read: I think about it so much that I don’t want to think about it) but I still picture the Chief as a black sheep for being the only woman in her company. That the two Sibyls come after her is probably significant. Somehow less isolated and more isolated because they are two very different but equally awful people to deal with. Messy messy.   
yeah that’s the Chief’s actual real full name  
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thirenponds · 5 months
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i got this absolutely wonderful stunning piece from Otava/claystorks (https://www.otavaheikkila.net/) as a part of e-sims for gaza
If you can, please help getting e-sims to palestinians in need and now you can even get a bit of art while doing something kind!
the og design here is by @/1ore <3
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keeskiwi · 9 months
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Tagged by @1ore to post five songs I've been listening to... Uncharacteristically for me I haven't been looping songs a bunch recently, but checking what I've listened to a couple times the past week or so--
Dig a Little Hole by Elliott BROOD - Little folksy earworm
Frog on the floor by 100 gecs - So I have only listened to this once or twice the past week, but I have been singing it to myself Constantly, so I feel that it counts.
Ten Speed (Of God's Blood & Burial) by Coheed and Cambria - Ten Speed showed up in the obscure blorbo poll and I got excited and listened to it on repeat during my biking workout on Wednesday.
Syndicate by The Fray - found a The Fray cd while unpacking boxes and was blasted back to high school
Ruinous by Go! Child - yes this is an Undertale song, yes it goes hard
So kind of... all over the place.
I don't like tagging people, but if you, dear reader, decide you would like to share some songs with me, please feel free :)
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silverspleen · 9 months
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Tagged by @hongzhizhu
✨when you get this you have to put 5 songs you are currently listening to, then tag 10 of your favourite followers✨ (non-obligatory)
White Lies - Unfinished Business
2. The Crane Wives - Never Love an Anchor
3. Doja Cat - Freak
4. ThxSoMch - SPIT IN MY FACE! (slowed + reverbed)
5. DayGlow - Hot Rod
Tagging (if they’re interested): @quillusquillus @sonohtigris @1ore @arcanacheque @enowio and anyone else who would like!
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snoodls · 1 year
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my final shots of the TWWM Vagabonds MAP! | a reunion at the river - Ora meets her wife (@1ore's Dia) again! 💕
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soulfullofold · 6 months
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sorry. sorryyy. inappropriate. all people must go through growth and i know that better than ᵃⁿʸᵒⁿᵉ
(holding the candy pot, looking over your shoulder for your guardian in the driveway) so um. you can take 2 pieces if you want.
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bobthedragon2 · 8 months
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bat showed me a shrimp breeding grading document and I am going insane
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1ore · 1 year
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visit to the monastery
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ask-sweet-bonbon · 1 year
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Esk ask meme
Send me an ask based on any of these emojis/questions and I’ll (or my Esk will) answer:
🚗 “Does your Esks spend a significant amount of time away from their Boundary? How much time do they spend in their Biome? ”
🫂 “Who is closest to your Esk? and some bonus questions: how did they meet, what is their relationship like? would your Esk go out of their way to do a favor for them, protect them, or go on a journey?”
🌻 “How would your Esk describe their boundary?”
✨ “How did your Esk learn to access the conservatory? Was it something they instinctively knew once they were transformed? Did they perhaps stumble into it by mistake at first? Did they need another Esk to teach them? Or perhaps they still don't know how to or have no clue it exists?”
🧸 “What is your Esks opinion on children?”
📱 “What is your Esks opinion on technology?”
🏤 “What is your Esks opinion on humans building cities /removing plants, etc”
💖 “What compliment does your Esk hear the most about them? What positive things do you think others say about them?”
🐾 “What kind of footprints does your Esk leave behind? Do they leave any footprints at all? If not, why do they choose to always float?”
☂️ “How does your Esk respond to storms?”
💎 “How does your Esk feel about the morality of transformations? will they never do transformations ever, will they only do it if there’s consent, or are they alright with transformations done liberally whether or not the recipient wants it”
💠 “Your Esk's Wanderer can hear them. What does your Esk say to them?“
💬 “How did your Esk get their name in-universe? Was it given to them or did they make it themself? Is it related to their name they had before they got lost (if they had one at all)?”
❓ “What if your Esk suddenly reverted back to their original form? How would they feel? How would it affect their surroundings? What would they do? Do they blend in with the current period, or is there a woolly mammoth in town square now”
👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 “What does your Esk think about their creator, and the Esk they have created? are like a family, or all they all distant? enemies, even?”
🍸 “What drink reminds you of your Esks/if you were to design a drink based on your Esk what would it be?”
(All these questions are shamelessly stolen from the Conservatory Questions masterpost, so they’re all questions asked by various other members of the Esk community. You can find 1ore’s collection of the questions here
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