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someawkwardnerd · 1 month
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cobaltbluesu · 1 month
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fuck you *dresses your founders* @rondoel thank you for somehow helping me brainstorm the designs fuck you @spitzyyyy I had no idea how to draw slate in a dress but its done
closeups below you know the drill
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and chert. bye
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mtsr0uter · 1 month
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old stuff
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randomgamefan · 2 months
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Outers your wilds (my brain rots)
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carolkinopf · 4 months
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little hatchlings
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timeturner-jay · 10 months
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Yes, I'm biased and doing this to prove a point. 😌🙏
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aberrantbeast · 8 months
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goosan and poopy :)
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Y’all I am so sorry for what you are about to read:
Slate and Gossan give off divorced vibes.
Ok that’s it send post
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superfast-pillowcase · 7 months
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Where are my fellow Gossan simps
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spitzyyyy · 1 year
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Sketches
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mothfables · 1 year
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Hatchlinghood Shenanigans #1
    “Have you lost your Hearth-damned mind?!”
    Sunstone squeaked in alarm at the shout. Chancing a glance behind them, they saw Gossan storming up the path with a furious expression. They scrambled faster.
    Marl and Hal, their partners-in-crime (so dubbed by the adults), scurried as fast as they could along the path-that-could-barely-be-considered-such that ran along the edge of the village. Sunstone was ahead of them, clinging to the rocks of the cliffside. They were almost to the top; they could just barely reach up and grab the edge. They were so close-!
    Suddenly they heard twin yelps before a hand grabbed the back of their shirt and yanked, making them lose their grip and scrabble for a handhold.
    “Oh no you don’t! Get down here before you hurt yourself.” Sunstone was placed roughly on their feet and looked up to find themself face-to-face with an unamused Gossan. “What in Hearth’s name made you think that was a good idea, Hatchling? The three of you could have been seriously hurt!”
They could only squeak in response.
    Gossan sighed, lifting a hand to rub at their face. “That’s enough excitement for one day, I think. Come on, you lot, back down to the village with you.” They began herding the three protesting hatchlings back down the path.
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    Sunstone pouted from where they were parked in front of the firepit by Porphy’s house. Gossan had dropped them there with a stern warning to ‘not go sneaking off again, so help me-’ and dragged Hal and Marl off to be watched by some of the other adults. The three of them weren’t allowed contact for at least the rest of the day. ‘To keep you from concocting any more insane stunts’ (Gossan’s words). They didn’t see what the big deal was. Sure, hatchlings weren’t allowed out of the village crater until they were at least 10 cycles old; but they were right on the cusp, so it counted! And it’s not like they were going to go climbing the geysers or anything. They weren’t that dumb.
    (Sunstone and Marl had considered it, but Hal talked them down. What the grown-ups didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them. …Unless one of the others blabbed, that is.)
    Porphy chuckled from where they were stirring their latest batch. “You three went and found trouble again, did you?” Sunstone pouted harder. “You might be the biggest troublemakers we’ve had since Slate, Feldspar and Gossan. Yes,” they laugh at Sunstone’s shocked stare, “they were hatchlings once, too, you know. We all were.”
    “Even old Spinel?” they breathe, incredulous.
    “Even old Spinel.”
    No way was Porphy telling the truth. Spinel had been old even before Sunstone’s hatching. They couldn’t imagine them any younger. It was impossible.
    “You want to hear about the time Slate and Gossan fell into the Zero-G Cave?” Porphy asked conspiratorially, glancing up in the direction Gossan had gone.
    “Yeah!”
    They chuckled. “Alright then. But only if you help me with the next batch. Think you can do that?” Sunstone sprang to their feet with a bright grin, all traces of their earlier sulk gone. Porphy waved them over, showing them how to properly mix the concoction bubbling away in their pot as they began their tale.
    “So Slate had just come up with their first jetpack design…”
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    That was how Gossan found them, hours later, the two of them chatting away as they filled bottle after bottle, cheerful grins on both of their faces.
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sasa-fistulosum · 1 month
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The founders!
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cobaltbluesu · 1 month
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gossan as a brit another day another slay
"cobalt where tf did you take the idea that the british use the word bullock" bold of you to believe I care about what british people say
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gossan and hornfels' pics
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rondoel · 2 months
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You take one four week vacation and suddenly everyone thinks you're dead
had this vivid idea for a scene so I had to quickly get it down and not think more (bc I could elaborate BUT I have 14 ow comics in the works so) (would read a fic like that tho)
aka favourite bramble headcanon <3
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j4yb-rd · 17 days
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been super normal about outer wilds lately, have some doodles of rocks
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carolkinopf · 1 month
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they are having a good time before feldspar is exploded in the morning (launch day)
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