Why Does Reaver Have A Random Ass Rabbit?why Does He Have 2 Chickens In His House?Better Yet. Why Does

Damn ok

Don't make me simp on old man please

Hammer: “Aw, you can’t sleep? I’ll sing you a lullaby!”

Reaver: “Oh, that’s very kind of you!”

Hammer: *sings Down By the Reeds*

Reaver: : )

I have searched the internet for weeks to find a fanfic of these two. I have requested an invitation to Ao3 so I can read this masterpiece. My prayers have been answered 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman: The Telltale Series (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Oswald Cobblepot/Edward Nygma Characters: Oswald Cobblepot, Selina Kyle, Harleen Quinzel Additional Tags: Blackgate Penitentiary (DCU), Canonical Character Death Summary:

The failure of Penguin’s plans had merely been a stumbling block. Now, however, he had a far more pressing concern

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.

Of course

Damn even the Gnomes want Reaver! HE IS TOO POWERFUL!

Tell me what you know you fucking gnome...

I have spent years of my life dedicated to finding out this man’s age…I can’t do it. One minute he’s 38, then He’s 40, oh but wait no he’s 45. I have lost my mind trying to figure out his age, it’s impossible

I thought he was 6ft(182cm), 160lb(72kg), and 38 years old

Maybe my information was wrong•᷄⌓•᷅

And I just love him whether he is short or tall..

🚔🚨📸✨

‼️🚨FABLE OC FABLE OC🚨‼️

Remember this guy ???

Well this is him now

Feel old yet?

Ok but in all seriousness I am so proud of how far my art has come over the last few years or so. Pose references and digital art has literally saved my life!!!

First drawing of Braeley Briggs in so long and I am so proud of how he turned out, thank you Jaskier from the Witcher for being the reference for this drawing. Coming up to the one year anniversary of when I made him