#forbidden west

[kyyhkynlaulu]

Kotallo from Horizon Forbidden West.

First time I've posted anything in over a year and a half, kinda nervous 🥲 Relearning art again one step at a time.

[eggybois483]

[horizon-forbidden-memes]

I will still give all the spin-off games a fair shot because I'll gladly take any piece of Horizon I can get but I'm also eagerly waiting for Horizon 3; the main games are why we're here and what we want to play the most!

[thedawgest]

this isn’t my usual lis2 art but I love my boy kotallo he’s so niche for being from a huge game ☹️

[nevalinie]

Horizon Forbidden West

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[girl4music]

Finished ‘Horizon: Forbidden West’ Burning Shores DLC. I loved Aloy and Seyka’s dynamic. That they had to overcome what keeps them both at arm’s length to trust in each other and grow the relationship between them. It was a wonderful little love story. Not forced. It was very natural and authentic. I really loved the ending dialogue when Aloy explains what a “home” really is and means for her. It reminded me of what Gabrielle says to Lin Chi in Xena about “sometimes people think a home is a place. It can be a person.” This line of thought and philosophy especially resonates for queer people who don’t feel like they belong in the place they grew up in and instead they find their family elsewhere with other queer people. Even if not attracted to them. Home is where the heart is and sometimes the heart does not lie with the people we have lived with from birth and this storyline did very well in showing and conveying that.

I also thought the entire DLC was just beautifully done. Very well paced. Great action scenes, great mechanics.

Well done to the devs! I enjoyed it immensely!

[kingoftieland]

As a huge fan of the Horizon video game series, it was great to find and add these unique pieces to my collection! 🎮

Originally included in the limited Regalla Edition of Horizon Forbidden West, this Replica Focus & Stand is a wearable life-size recreation of the small augmented reality device worn by Aloy in the game. It even lights up! Plus, as an added bonus, I was able to pick up the Clawstrider and Sunwing Machine Strike pieces from the set as well!

[vidaliarkv]

“Familiar Hands, Familiar Heart”

a Kotallo x Reader Fluff One-shot :3

(A/N: ^ The outfit that’s referenced from Forbidden West. Literally my favorite armor. I logged back into HZD: Forbidden West after a year, low and behold, I wasn’t surprised to see Aloy wearing the armor)

The quiet in your room was peaceful — the kind of stillness that comes at the end of a long day. You were kneeling near your pack, reorganizing supplies and setting aside a few salvaged parts. The soft golden light of dusk filtered through the little spaces of your window, dancing on the bronze trim of your armor.

The Carja Blazon outfit clung to your frame, warm from the sun and your own skin. The thin fabric did little to hide the strength underneath — your sculpted stomach flexing slightly as you moved, muscles shifting with practiced grace.

You didn’t hear him enter.

You didn’t need to.

There was a faint click of metal — the telltale sound of his arm — and then the solid warmth of him behind you. His presence filled the space before you even turned, before a word was spoken.

You felt it first — his breath brushing your ear.

Then: the press of his chin against your shoulder, grounding and affectionate, followed by his arms encircling your waist. His hands, warm and large, slid slowly across the exposed skin of your midsection, calloused thumbs grazing just above the line of your armor. He held you like you were something he’d claimed — not out of possession, but devotion.

“You always do this when you're restless,” Kotallo murmured against your neck, voice low, husky with affection.

You smiled, leaning back into him instinctively. “Organizing calms me.”

“I know.” His lips brushed your neck — barely a kiss at first, just a soft touch. Then another. And another. Slow, reverent kisses trailing from the base of your neck to just beneath your ear. “So does this.”

Your eyes fluttered shut for a moment as his nose nuzzled against your skin, drawing in a deep breath. “You smell like wildflowers and cinnamon,” he rumbled. “It clings to you.”

You chuckled, voice soft. “That’s from the salve I use after sparring.”

“Mmm.” His mouth curved into a smile against your skin. “Then I hope you never stop using it.”

His hands roamed slowly, thumbs brushing your sides, his fingers resting comfortably on the plane of your stomach. You felt him sigh — a long, quiet breath — like this, being here with you, was all he needed to be at peace.

For a while, neither of you spoke. You simply stayed like that — him holding you close, kissing you gently, your body relaxed into his as the light outside faded to amber.

Then his voice, just above a whisper:

“Every time I see you in this armor… I have to remind myself to be patient. And respectful.”

A beat.

“But it is becoming very difficult.”

You grinned, turning your head just enough to glance at him over your shoulder, your nose brushing his. “Then you’ll just have to keep practicing that legendary Tenakth discipline.”

He huffed a soft laugh and kissed you again, slower this time — right where your neck met your shoulder.

“I’ll try,” he murmured. “But you make it very hard.”