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felassanis · 1 year

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So If I remember correctly this is in "Sparrow’s Caravan" in Fable 3 and its not an exact match but this looks like concept art for Reaver’s Manor and its fueling my Spreaver heart

#fable #fable 2 #fable 3 #spreaver #reaver #reaver fable #reaver fable 3 #sparrow x reaver

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heroine-of-albion · 1 year

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12 Days of Incorrect Fable Christmas Quotes Day 10

Sparrow: "Hey, Reaver, how big is the Christmas tree in your mansion?"

Reaver, confused and suspicious *opening his arms*: "About this big?"

Sparrow, running and leaping into Reaver's arms: "So, big enough then?"

Reaver: "...I'm only allowing this because 'tis the season, and all that."

Sparrow: "Of course you are."

#Incorrect Fable Quotes #Spreaver #Sparrow x Reaver #Sparrow #Fable Sparrow #Hero of Bowerstone #Reaver #Fable Reaver #Fable II #Fable 2 #Fable games #Fable #mine

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auduux · 1 year

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Me playing Fable 3: I'm not the hero I'm a pie dough roller, please stop degrading me when I mess up :( Me Playing Fable 2: I'm not the hero I'm a woodcutter, please give me money :( Me Playing Fable: *Charges full speed into bandit camp that has my sister in it* Me Playing Fable Journeys: FUCKING HORSE WITH THIS GOD DAMN CART

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mythuzalasheir3 · 7 months

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MYTH’S FIC MASTERLIST

General Spies Are Forever:

The Benefits Of Personal History- Owen Lives AU

Suffered Long Enough Or, Moving On (Together)- Torture Tango Reveal AU

Without A Clue- Soulmate AU

Torture Tango Reprise, Or The Horrors Of Staying Alive- Angsty Owen Lives AU

Remember… Remember… -Holloduke AU

Buddy, We’re Different Breeds- Werewolf! Curt and Vampire! Owen

The Downsides Of Personal History- Canon but from Owen’s perspective

The DMA Is Homophobic?!- The Kira is homophobic death note amv but Curtwen

Early Mornings- Curtwen first I Love You

King Of Hearts- Curtwen first meeting

Spies Never Die- Curt goes back for Owen AU

Bleeding Through- Post Fall Owen has identity issues

A Torn Page- SAF x House Of The Dragon Mashup AU Staircase scene

If A Spy Is A Spy And I Once Was A Spy - Curt’s journal entry before Spy Again

Always A Spy - Curt gets self reflective after retiring for real

Drowning - There was only one oxygen mask gone romantic

I’ll Find You In The Next Timeline - Roleswap!Owen meets Canon Curt

A Twist Of Fate- Roleswap AU, but Owen still joins Chimera

Tati: The Vampire Slayer AU

Tati The Vampire Slayer- Curt finds out Tatiana is the Slayer

Spies Are Literally Forever: SAF x Hatchetfield Reincarnation AU Series

One Step Ahead (It’s How Its Always Been)-Curt/Howard remembers his past life on Black Friday when confronting Wilbur/Owen

The Gang’s Back Together (For The First Time [technically])- Curt/Howard and Owen/Wilbur reunite with Tati/Emma and Becky/Barb

Feeling A Lot Of Deja Vu Again- Owen’s Afterlife

The Worm Talk- The boys are soft

The Awakening of Wilbur Cross- Wilbur remembers his past life

Washington Comes To Hatchetfield- The gang meet for coffee at Beanie’s

Don’t You Forget About Me- Owen/Wilbur wingmans a holloduke reunion (ignore how this breaks lore hahahah)

Curtwen/Woward’s Nightmare Time- Wiggly tries to get his revenge

Awake For My Funeral- Curt’s Afterlife

Going Through The Unimaginable Twice- Tati/Emma reflecting on her siblings

General Hatchetfield Fics:

Only Murders In Hatchetfield - Only Murders In The Building Mashup AU

Once More, With Blue Shit - mashup AU with the musical episode of Buffy The Vampire Slayer

I’ll Carry A Torch For Us Both (I Knew You Once Upon A Dream) - Sleeping Beauty Holloweane AU

Once Upon A Time In Hatchetfield - OUAT mashup AU

The Hatchetfield High Tarot Card Consultancy- All Our Hidden Gifts x Hatchetfield

You Will Know Our Names-Holloweane as Noah and Mio in a Xenoblade chronicles 3 AU

Unlocking Your Soul- Persona inspired Hatchetfield

And We’ll Sing It Again (In The Next Timeline)- Hadestown x Hatchetfield

The Last Of Hatchetfield (TLOUx Hatchetfield AU)

Is This The Eternal Dark Without A Dawn? (Hatchetfield x Until Dawn AU)

Spankoffski-Fosters Vs The Lords In Black Series

Video Game Fics:

Sparrow And Reaver: Road To Rule- Spreaver pirate adventure

The Legend Of Zelda: Hyrule Saviours- Ocarina of time but Malon’s the hero of time

Assassin’s Creed- Katia- lowkey self insert Ezio x Reader

Life Is Strange: Partners In Time- Max, Chloe and Rachel go back to stop the storm and hell week

Miscellaneous Fics

The Disappearance of Eudoria Holmes- Dr who x bbc sherlock x enola holmes

Coney Island Waltz- Love Never Dies Rewrite

#Myth’s Fic Masterlist #myth muses #spies are forever #hatchetfield #doctor who #enola holmes #bbc sherlock #life is strange #assassin’s creed #fable 2 #fable 3 #phantom of the opera #love never dies #the legend of zelda #myth’s fics

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echthr0s · 10 months

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stealing an ao3 author self-rec meme from Aurora

Rules:

Give us the links to your wonderful words with the Most hits, Most kudos, Most comments, Most bookmarks, Most words, and Least words.

MOST HITS: power trip. (Fable 2) (3208 hits) it's Reaver/Sparrow mild-dubcon smut. of course it has the most hits.

MOST KUDOS: the benevolence of destiny (Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion) (191 kudos) okay, I do really love this one. it's a lil thing about my Hero of Kvatch and Martin Septim, two men who become gods, and idk I really nailed this one. glad so many people agreed

MOST COMMENTS: the canticle of zevran arainai (Dragon Age: Origins) (17 comments) obviously half the comments are mine because I reply to comments, lol. but this is also another one I really enjoy! I was really big on "the canticle of x" as a phrase back then also. I think one of my WTNV fics has a similar title lmao

MOST BOOKMARKS: sanctuary (Hannibal) (19 bookmarks) bitches love Gay Hawks

MOST WORDS: unlikely (Dragon Age: Origins) (4955 words) okay, this is one of my earlier Qunmances, back when I still had a Mahariel. I don't even remember this fic tbh real surreal to see me using he/him pronouns for a Qunari, wow. this shit OLD-old

LEAST WORDS: the canticle of cecil, starborn (Welcome to Night Vale) (289 words) HAHA TOLD YOU! this bitch loves a canticle

#adfjadlkflkj i did not plan that #this was fun <3 #webspinning

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fabledgalaxies · 3 years

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My entire Hero Of Skill experience in a nutshell

Reaver: Are you trying to seduce me? Sparrow: Why, are you seducible?

#fable reaver #fable 2 #hero of skill #Spreaver #sparrow x reaver #reaver fable #I want to be able to romance him please #why can you not romance reaver?

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annoyed-galaxy · 3 years

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One Moment at Sea

Welp no shame. This is pretty old, but some nice bonding moment between Sparrow and Reaver cause why not. Posted this on AO3 so feel free to read it over there as well but I'll also post it here cause why not.

What was she doing here honestly? Out on the seas in Reaver’s stupid prototype ship. No sails, it only ran off of steam produced by coal that would turn some device propelling the ship forward. Honestly though, this could barely pass as a ship. It was barely bigger than a fishing boat. Sparrow guessed it made sense since Reaver had never tried this out before and there was no point in spending a lot of money on something that wasn’t going to work. So far, it was doing pretty good.

Sparrow was actually impressed. She didn’t take Reaver to be an inventor. But knowing him, he probably stole some of these ideas from someone else and just had the money to actually make it. Sparrow kind of didn’t care. It was pretty peaceful. She stood at the front of the boat, leaning against the railing watching the water part in front of her. There was no land around them, just the open sea. It did make her slightly nervous to be around so much water with no land.

Still, it was the most peace she had gotten ever since...well since she was born. It was kind of sad that this was the only time she had ever experienced peace within her life.

“Enjoying the view?” a voice came from behind her.

Well. Peace ruined.

Sparrow looked over her shoulder at Reaver who was wiping soot off his face. “What were you doing?” she asked.

“Oh well, turns out the coal will run out. So unfortunately I had to shovel more into the engine. Now I’m all dirty,” Reaver complained looking down at his clothes.

Sparrow rolled her eyes and motioned to the open water around them. “You have an endless source of water to clean your clothes,” she snorted.

“Ha ha, very funny,” Reaver rolled his eyes. He joined her at the front of the boat and leaned against the railing. His arm brushed against hers, but she didn’t move.

“Please tell me this thing will get us back to Albion,” Sparrow clucked looking around. “We got this far and there is no longer any sort of land in sight.”

Reaver chuckled. “Of course it will get us back. I calculated how much coal we would need to power this lovely thing and got a little extra. Besides, due to its size, it’s not going to consume much.”

“Yeah about that,” Sparrow started. She pointed behind her to where the wheel was. It was on a deck above what she had assumed was the one and only quarter on this floating hell. There was also a small trapdoor that led to the “engine”. “Why is there only one quarter?” she asked.

Reaver smirked and raised an eyebrow. “Well, to save on space obviously,” he drawled. “Besides, you don’t mind sharing a bed with me anymore do you?”

A blush spread across Sparrow’s face. They hadn’t engaged in any sexual activity, but they had slept in the same bedroll when traveling on the road when it was too cold one night. She had hated that night. Reaver had no problem snuggling up to her, but she was annoyed. Mainly annoyed because she had liked it when he held her. Liked it when had nuzzled his face into her neck. Ever since, they had shared a bed only twice due to similar reasons. Or when there was only one inn room left and it was too small for him to sleep on the floor. She had really hated being in the same bed as him because when he had held her, she didn’t push him away.

A thumb stroking her cheek pulled her out of her thoughts. She blinked a couple times and saw Reaver looking at her with a smile on his face. She frowned, but did not slap his hand away. “Can I help you?” she muttered.

Reaver didn’t say anything, he just moved in closer and brought his other arm around her back. He pulled her into him. Sparrow’s blush deepened and she froze. Part of her screamed to push him away and off overboard, but another part wanted to lean into him.

“Has anyone ever told you you are beautiful?” Reaver said suddenly, his eyes scanning her face. Sparrow had never realized how blue his eyes were before.

“Only when they were trying to get in my good graces or just wanted to throw a random compliment at me,” she grumbled.

“No one has told you sincerely?” he asked, tilting his head to the side. The hand on her cheek moved to her chin.

“N-no,” Sparrow stammered really hating how she liked him now caressing her lips.

“Well, I think despite everything you’ve been through, you are still absolutely gorgeous,” he whispered. “Stunningly breathtaking. I have never met someone as interesting as you Sparrow. You intrigue me so much that I don’t want to let you go.”

“Is that why you kept me around trying to keep me alive?” Sparrow breathed, her breath almost hitching as Reaver leaned in closer.

“Yes,” he replied plainly. “I don’t want to lose my source of entertainment.” He smirked as he said that. Sparrow had half the mind the punch him, but she was still frozen. He was so close their breaths mingled. “I find it interesting how you claim to hate me, yet I have gotten this close and you haven’t punched me or pushed me away,” Reaver chuckled. It seems he had noticed that she was paralyzed and how she liked being held by him.

“What’s the point of fighting you?” Sparrow murmured, looking away. She put her hands on his chest, but she didn’t push.

“So what would you do if I kissed you?” he whispered, gripping her chin with his thumb and forefinger and forcing her to look back at him. She was one hundred percent positive that her entire face was red, even the blue Will lines that traveled across her skin could be red with how much she was burning up.

Again, part of her screamed no, but another part of her really did want him to kiss her. He had kissed her only once and that was right after the balverines had attacked her. But that had been just a small peck on the lips that lasted only a couple seconds. It was right before he offered his proposition to her. It had been a crazy year since then, but now she was on the open sea, in his arms with him literally just centimeters away from her lips asking what she would do if he kissed her.

She looked at his eyes but they were on her lips. Only when he realized she was looking at him did he look up. Sparrow had never really looked into his eyes before. They matched the ocean around them.

Her lips parted just slightly and Reaver took notice as his eyes darted back to her lips.

He took it as an invitation.

Sparrow was overcome with so many emotions when Reaver had finally closed the gap and put his lips on hers. Sparrow closed her eyes and hated how her hands moved from his chest to the back of his neck pulling him closer to her. Reaver took that as another invitation and his tongue broke through her lips. Sparrow was lost in bliss as their tongues danced together. Reaver’s arms moved right above her bottom and he pulled her closer. Their bodies were now touching and their mouths were ravishing each other. Sparrow hated how much she loved this.

Reaver had pulled away from the kiss, but he went to her neck immediately with kisses. They had turned so that Sparrow’s back was against the railing. She tilted her head back as Reaver left delicate kisses on her neck. Then her body lit up when he dragged his tongue from the bottom of her neck to her chin. Her breathed hitched and she really hated how it did.

“I didn’t think you’d allow this, Sparrow,” Reaver breathed, his mouth by her ear now.

Sparrow groaned. “Shut up.”

Reaver chuckled, but went back to placing kisses on her throat. As he was kissing her, his hands traveled down her back and cupped her bottom. She had gasped when he pulled her against him, but by some weird instinct, she wrapped her legs around him. Reaver chuckled and pulled away from her neck just to kiss her again. Sparrow’s fingers dug into his hair, messing it up, as their kiss became more and more fiery.

She hated this so much. Hated how much she loved it. Hated the taste of him. Hated how she felt in his harms. She hated everything about this, but that’s what made it better. They broke apart and were panting. Sparrow’s hands moved to Reaver’s cheeks and she just looked at him. She hated how she was falling for such a selfish asshole.

“Tell me one thing Reaver,” she whispered, caressing the heart mole on his cheek, “did you ever care about anyone before? And I mean at all.”

Reaver raised an eyebrow. “Why do you ask?”

“Because the way I see it, there was someone you used to love,” Sparrow whispered. “And you lost them. And to make yourself never feel that pain ever again, you isolated yourself and pushed anyone who got too close away...or well just made sure no one ever got that close.”

Reaver’s mouth parted slightly and Sparrow could see genuine surprise on his face. “W-what makes you say that?” he stammered. Odd. Reaver never stumbled on his words.

Sparrow smiled and slid her thumb across his lower lip. “I found some old journals of yours. I couldn’t read them but I paid someone to read them for me. Don’t worry, I managed to erase their memory so only I know your secrets Reaver.” Sparrow’s smile widened as Reaver’s eyes went wide with shock and disbelief. “You don’t have to say anything. I’ve come to realize that you and I are not so different. We lost people close to us and went about that loss in very different ways. You didn’t want to die so you made a deal to live forever. I wanted vengeance but when I found it and lost my purpose, I didn’t want to live anymore. Somehow, I just think that makes us work well together. You don’t have to call it love cause I know you’d claim to be above such feeling, but I just think this was meant to be. At least for a time.”

The entire time she spoke, her thumb ran across Reaver’s lip and her other hand played with a strand of his hair. “Now would be the time to dump me in the ocean and leave,” Sparrow added, her tone suddenly becoming darker. “Or do you sincerely want to keep me?”

Reaver was too stunned to really say anything. Sparrow managed to say things that resurfaced old dark feelings he had refused to acknowledge ever again. She read him like an open book. It made him...nervous. But she was right. He hated to admit it, but he was actually caring for her, beyond her entertainment value. He loved seeing her yell at him, loved seeing her get feisty when people refused to back down, loved seeing her fight. Most of all, he loved it when she kissed him back. When she doesn’t push him away. They were no strangers to giving themselves away to other men and women, but he didn’t think they had ever felt so right in each other’s arms.

He knew he should stop. If he opened his heart again, he knew it would break. Sparrow already gave her life away for him. It wouldn’t be long before she started to wither away. After all, when he saw her on the beach a year later after she made the sacrifice, her hair had turned almost completely white. He knew he shouldn’t let her in, but he couldn’t stop himself. She was too intriguing for him. If he could just ignore the fact that she’d be gone in a few years, everything would be alright.

“Sparrow,” Reaver finally spoke up. “I will never let you go because you are mine. And I don’t like losing what’s mine,” he declared. It was the closest thing Sparrow would ever get to some sort of declaration of love from him, but for some reason, she liked this much better.

She smiled. “Then don’t let me go. Keep me here in this world for just a little while longer.” For once ever since defeating Lucien, she felt at peace, happy. She moved to kiss him and he met her halfway. The loss of Rose would forever haunt her, but she now knew she wasn’t alone anymore. She would stay as long as Reaver kept her here. However, she knew to keep her heart guarded. There was no telling whether or not Reaver would stay true to his word or cast her aside.

But she let herself believe that maybe he would keep her for as long as she lived. When they shared the bed this time, Sparrow let herself cuddle close to Reaver. It was going to be a rocky road from here on out, but she didn’t care. It gave her a new purpose.

#spreaver #sparrow x reaver #fable 2 #fable sparrow #fable reaver #writing #G-W76

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hena-of-brightwall · 3 years

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Look- not that I’ve even played Fable2 yet but,, Just gonna throw this out there.

I don’t understand how y’all can be so set in your belief of spreaver when the gender of Sparrow is debatable. I mean, you wanna ship the thing? Go right ahead. I personally hate Reaver and he makes me extremely uncomfortable cos of other things in my life but- you do you. You wanna hc that Reaver is the father of Hobw?? Hm. Highly debatable, that one. Male Sparrows exist and it should also be noted that- while hanging out in the school in Fable3 (the one in Bowerstone Industrial that used to be a factory that welcomed child labor) the Teacher exclaimed “there was once a powerful king named Sparrow, and he ruled Albion for a long time” which caused me to do a double take and process that they really did just settle the canon gender and pronouns like that. Do I have proof? No. But am I intending to prove something to you and spoil your fun? No, of course not. I just think I should get this info out there. And make my stance on spreaver clear. If you have Fable3, and have repurposed the factory to be a school house, maybe hang out and see if you can catch the dialogue I did.

#fable 3 #fable iii #spreaver #sparrow x reaver #ALSO #the idea that hobw has two fathers is valid #and the idea that one of them is trans #and gave birth to hobw making it still biological?#valid af!!#headcanon whatever you want #I love the fable fandom:)

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margridarnauds · 4 years

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You know, Spreaver as a ship takes a wonderfully angsty turn if you accept two things: (1) That Sparrow did in fact offer to sacrifice their youth to the Shadow Court instead of letting the girl take it and (2) That that is the reason why they died when the Hero of Brightwall was still very young.

I don’t know if Reaver, at this point, is able to or willing to accept emotions like love or regret. I think he CAN feel them (see: his recurring nightmares), but I don’t think he’s willing to accept them, because it ruins that nice, easy break he made from his past life. It’s easier if he can’t feel them any more, it’s less effort if he feels absolutely nothing. Those are the emotions of a different, weaker man, not Him, oh no. It’s his justification and his coping mechanism for what he is.

But...well, the world was a little more interesting with Sparrow in it, wasn’t it? And that’s gone now. There’s perhaps a small twinge, that reminder that, with ongoing-if-not-strictly-eternal youth, there’s a certain degree of loss involved, that he will outlive everyone around him. Which, of course, is fine, because the world of Albion is full of little amusements, but...well. He had ASSUMED Sparrow would be around for longer. That he would have more time to enjoy their little tête-à-têtes. That there would be more of a process for them dying, instead of them simply being GONE one day.

And, of course, the sacrifice had to be made, because HE was at stake (and Reaver is always Reaver’s #1 fan), but...perhaps for one moment, just one moment before he smothers it, there is a certain pang as he realizes that it was all his fault that that spark in Albion is gone.

And then he promptly derides Sparrow for being so dreadfully heroic that she couldn’t have taken the most convenient option, because it’s far easier to blame Sparrow for her death rather than to accept responsibility and all of the inconvenient emotions that might come from that. No, this isn’t going to be added to his nightmares, though perhaps...JUST perhaps, sometimes, when he dreams of Oakvale, he hears Sparrow’s screams mixed in with the rest.

Most likely a simple trick of memory and time. Nothing that a chalice of wine can’t soothe.

#spreaver #fable ii #fable iii #am i perhaps too optimistic in Reaver's redeeming qualities?#HELL YEAH #fable 2 #fable 3 #sparrow x reaver #reaver x sparrow

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felassanis · 2 years

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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

#fable #fable 2 #fable 3 #sparrow #spreaver #reaver #fable reaver #fable sparrow #sparrow x reaver

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heroine-of-albion · 3 years

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Incorrect Fable Quote 060

Sparrow: "Morning, Reaver."

Reaver: ...

Sparrow: "Reaver?"

Reaver: ...

Hammer: "What the hell are you doing?"

Reaver: "Playing hard to get."

Hammer: "Why in Avo's name are you doing that? You're already so hard to want."