WOOF WOOF WOOF

Theresa: “I raised the queen”

Hammer: “I befriended the queen”

Garth: “I fought with the queen”

Reaver:

This is for all those Sparrow/Reaver girlies

Fable OC alert

Braeley Roland Briggs. Aka Braes the Bard

He is a bard and is the son of Roland from the 2nd game and an Irish woman, He was born in Oakfield but moved to whatever the fable equivalent of Ireland is when he was very young, moving back to Oakfield shortly after fable 3, And he will be all I talk and think about for weeks

Don't make me simp on old man please

questionable rep I'll be solid but I. am not picky.

Uneducated child: “You can’t ship that it’ll never be canon”

Me: “look in my day, we shipped people who never even met in canon. Observe”

Oh this is actually a common question. It’s because Rimmer actually has this really great ability called being gay

Computer: enhance

why is he sitting like that

On the Dock

Fable 2 one shot

This is technically the prologue for a bigger fanfic that I’m in the process of writing but knowing me that’ll take forever so I’m posting it here as a one shot. This is basically a look at Sparrows mental state directly after the spire, that moment always felt weird playing it so here’s what it was like for Sparrow to live it.

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She didn’t move. The wooden dock creaked under her feet, the gentle waves wrapping around the beams securing its place. The wind pushed past her gently, so gently that her hair, her clothes, nothing moved. She didn’t move. The sounds of trees and the hustle and bustle of oakfield met her ears and she heard them but she hadn’t heard them, in that moment she was without senses, she took in no sound, she noticed nothing about her surroundings , she didn’t feel the wind sting her just as she didn’t feel the gun still in her hand. Warm. She didn’t move. She was separated from that moment, she was nowhere at all, her body stood on that dock but her mind was transfixed on the spire, away from it but staring. Staring.

There was a sense of injustice. Injustice at the fact it was over so quickly. Her whole life she had spent preparing for one moment, 20 years full of sacrifice after sacrifice all leading her to that moment. 20 years of purpose against a lifetime of nothing. It was over. Her vengeance gave her a reason, a reason to keep fighting not just for herself but for the world, for Albion, for Rose, and now she had nothing but a feeling of emptiness and a statue with her name. How could she live a normal life without that goal? How could she live knowing she filled no purpose? For the first time in a very long time she felt utterly alone.

Her faithful friend was taken from after her. Her companions had vanished one by one in front of her, leaving her behind, living their lives. One by one, her only comfort through it all, some more than others, some for more selfish reasons, had gone. Her quest was done, her half cocked mission was completed and all that was left was this intolerable nothing.

Why?

She blinked at the spire, her mind returning to that moment, the dock creaking beneath her feet, the gentle waves beneath it, the wind pushing past her short hair, and the sounds. She noticed it all. She clenched the gun in her hand and moved her gaze from the spire.

She didn’t move.

WHAT!!! WHEN DID CRAIG SAY THIS. (The art is beautiful btw.

ever since craig said he thinks rimmer and lister are married in a parallel universe i haven’t stopped thinking about old married rimster . they consume my every waking thought ok (also these pieces look different because they were drawn on different days lmao)

Ok that’s fair. Good luck 👍

I'm writing a fic between Reaver and Sparrow during before reign as Queen and I need you to know that The Great TV show is literally my source of inspiration because CATHERINE AND PETER ARE REAVER AND SPARROW

Crowley taking his glasses off is like him being vulnerable and letting people see another part of him, and when he puts them back on after the last 10 minutes it’s like he’s putting his walls up.

I NEED Aziraphale to say ‘you don’t need your glasses’ in season 3 while taking them off his face