#fables asks

[punkitt-is-here]

OH MY GOD YOU LIKE BUG FABLES??? THAT'S MY FAVORITE GAME I LOVE THAT!! HAVE YOU EVER DRAWN ANYTHING FOR IT??

NO but i gotta!!! i love bug fables so muhc

#irl punkitt #my posts #asks #bug fables #video

[l1ght-n1ghts]

what’s a snake, anyway?

#Bug fables #team snakemouth #Kabbu #kabbu bug fables #Vi #vi bug fables #leif #leif bug fables #light’s art #ME WHEN. ME WHEN BUG FABLES #also me when I’m given perfectly simple designs but I have an insatiable urge to make them more Bug. #feel free to simplify or draw or make as complicated you want blah blah blah #ask me my headcanons. I am very nice and full of ideas smile. #Feel free to ask to tag 👍

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #61 Part 2

Danny knew something was wrong. Jazz wasn’t the type to mess around and Danny knew she wouldn’t ask something like this. 

Hanging up the phone Danny thought about his next course of action. Searching up Amity Park got results for some news articles but they were severely lacking headlines about anything ghost related. Another search for his parents this time and they existed but unfortunately they never got the portal working. Great that meant he was trapped in this universe with no easy way back. 

Putting his phone away he slowly paced around the rooftop, wondering what steps he could take next. He couldn’t make his way back to Amity Park, he wondered if he could get the portal working but there wasn’t a guarantee they kept the portal in one piece when it didn’t work. He didn’t even know if his stamina could hold the flight back either. He doubted he could find a natural portal, the chance of another spawning nearby was abysmal. He had even left his wallet and keys in his backpack that he left in his locker, there was less chance of Dash stealing from him if he kept nothing of value on him in the first place. 

Before Danny had time to make a solid plan the door leading down the stairs burst open and none other than Batman and Robin ran though. Danny had no interest in meeting his father, especially in an alternative universe. They seemed to glance around the roof before they landed on Danny. He only had a couple seconds before Robin ran at him and swung his sword at him. Danny barely dodged before jumping back, getting some distance from Robin.

He took a breath before realizing something, there wasn’t a current Robin in his world. It didn’t make sense, all of the Robins of his world were either retired into a new vigilante name or in the case of Jason Todd, dead. Danny kept up with the Wayne family and the Batfamily, partially because of Sam and Tucker, and partially because of his own curiosity. Sam and Tucker may not have known about Phantom but they were his best friends and he’d do everything to keep them safe.

 This current Robin didn’t make any sense, Danny couldn’t make any sense of it. His thoughts caused him to lose focus for a moment and it was all Robin needed as Danny found himself on his back with Robin pointing his sword right at Danny's neck. 

It took Danny a moment of staring at the sword until he realized it was his sword. The exact same way he weld back in the League, this WAS him in this universe. Danny couldn’t help but stare, he was a little dumbfounded. How did his counterpart in this world get away from the League? His thoughts were interrupted when Robin started speaking,

“Quiet clone! What does mother want now?” Oh, Danny didn’t like the sound of this.

Danny could admit it was weird hearing the other speak in his voice, “Clone? I’m not a clone.” Danny tried but he could tell Robin wasn’t buying it. Danny could tell Robin narrowed his eyes at him in frustration.

“What do you mean you're not a clone? Except for your eyes you're a carbon copy!” Danny could tell he was getting agitated which might not end well. Danny thought about how to go about this conversation and he decided in the end maybe ripping the bandaid would be the best way to go. 

“I’m not a clone!” He repeated scooting a little ways away from the sword, Robin still had it pointed towards him but he didn’t move to attack, good maybe Danny could get some words out. “Alright this is going to sound crazy but I’m from an alternate universe.”

Robin paused like he was listening to something, probably a communication device. Then their Father Batman himself spoke. 

“Robin, I need you on backup with Nightwing. I’ll handle things here,” Danny hadn’t ever heard his father speak in person and he felt a little terrified about the conversation he was about to have. 

Robin gave him one more glare before heading out and grappling away. Batman approached Danny but stopped a ways away. Danny finally climbed back to his feet before Batman spoke.

“I believe you…” Danny was a little shocked at what he was hearing but he guessed Batman, one of the founders of the Justice League might have encountered some weird stuff in his life. 

Batman took a heavy breath before continuing, “ Follow me we can discuss this more once we're back at the cave. I’m sure your version of me is worried sick.”

Danny decided not to say anything on that but followed behind. 

The drive to the cave was mundane, Danny was just trying not to think about how difficult the next conversation would be.

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#dp x dc prompt #danny fenton #danny phantom #dp x dc #dc x dp #poor danny #batman #Danny and Damian have a little fight #Danny's Bruce doesn't even know he has a son #misunderstandings #Danny's never been in the batcave #Everyone is going to be confused #Danny hasn't even told them his name #my asks are open #all my prompts are free to use #I've started job hunting today #Sucks but gotta be done #I'm also thinking about doing youtube #I have such a large backlog of games that we'd never run out of content LMAO #I'd probably start with Bug Fables #I haven't played it at all so it'd be blind #that's enough of my ramblings though

[rockinmusicquarterly]

drew this in a haze after playing ultrakill for 4 hours straight

#bug fables #how do i draw #ask to tag #<- ??? i guess

[isasan347]

Hello, thank you for drawing Downfall Duo for me. I have a reply for you, Legend and Fable. Hope you like it.

sibling? lover? Up to you :D

Hello?

HELLO?

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH???? LA-SERA THANK YOU!!! I LOVE THEM!!!TGANK YOU SO MUCH. I am screaming

(Also you’re welcome :DD)

#EEEEEEHH #lovely la-sera #ask for Isa #linked universe #lu legend #lu fable #legend x fable #legend&fable #🥹thank you so much this looks so good i love them #*screeching noises* #/positive #(I personally do see them as lovers but. ye ambiguous)

[burnt-outtransgender]

I saw this on my Pinterest and now I’m even more terrified for the Fable SMP finale and my little gay science man.

#fable smp #fsmpblr #fsmp #rae morningstar #I don’t want it to end #but I want everyone’s suffering to stop #I want them to be HAPPY #IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?!

[officialclangen]

Out of curiosity, will there be a future update where we can remove accessories (ie collars, feathers, etc)? Thank you!! LOVE the game!

Hmm, no, I don't think so. As consolation, have this completely unrelated screenshot of our Development version!

☆ Fable ☆

#clangen #ask response #warrior cats #clan generator #clan gen #ask #fable is being a goober. yes that is an upcoming feature <3

[abombihoney]

Vi but Shades was selling a gun that day

Man if you had no idea what a gun was I think you'd be pretty surprised by the results yeah? Like ur probably expecting a slingshot esque kind of weapon, or maybe for it to shoot like pebbles, like the equivalent of a bb gun. and then u accidentally obliterate a fucking animal that happened to be nearby

#my art #bug fables #q #ask #anon #vi #comic

[breannasfluff]

Ravio, skipping rocks on a lake with Hilda: It’s such a beautiful evening. Hilda: Yeah, it is. Hilda: *whispering* Take that you f***ing lake.

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Fable: I currently have 7 empty notebooks and I have no idea what to put in them. Any suggestions? Legend: Put spaghetti in it. Fable: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone but you. Ravio: Put spaghetti in it. Fable: I am currently taking suggestions from everyone but you two. Hilda: Put spaghetti in it. Fable: I am no longer taking suggestions.

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Hilda: People, I gotta know for science. Is the opposite of red: green or blue? Fable: Technically a mix of green and blue? Hilda: So blurple. Fable: That's implying you're mixing blue and purple. Hilda: Would you rather have f***ing bleen? MOTHERf***ING GRUE? Fable: You were confusing before but now I'm scared.

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Ravio: What have I done wrong?! Hilda: Everything. For your entire life.

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Ravio: We need to open this locked door. Hilda, give me your credit card. Hilda: Here. Ravio, pocketing it: Thanks. Mr. Hero, break down the door.

Sibling bonding!

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu incorrect quotes #lu ravio #lu hilda #lu fable #asks

[glenechoslasher]

Could I have a John x fem reader where the reader reacts to John winning (but still beat tf up) in a bar fight?

Thanks bestie <3

Eyyy of COURSE you can bestie?! I have been practicing writing John, and I may not be the best, but I think I'm confident in my abilities. I think. But here, have a fun, flirty little brawl with your man~

"Trouble" ||

John Marston x f!Reader

Length: 2.1k

Rating: Mature: Mentions of blood, fighting, language

How John ended up in this situation was honestly beyond him, it was just an innocent outing with you and him running some errands for the ranch, and yet he was getting fist after fist pounded into his face. 

After a long day of working, you could tell he was going stir-crazy. His old life was all about freedom and running around, doing things to bring in money or just getting to do as he pleased, but now? He was on a ranch, pretending to be someone he wasn’t to get by, and his trigger finger was beginning to itch. But to make you happy, to keep your heads low, and to survive, John had to behave and live as his persona for the time being. 

“So, Jim,” you said with a smirk, “maybe we should stop at a saloon since it’s getting dark, we could eat a decent meal, maybe stay in a hotel for the night. I’m tired,” you sighed and leaned your head against the man’s shoulder. 

John matched your sigh and flicked the reigns on the horses as he pulled them to the right, heading into Valentine's territory, which he hadn’t expected to be back here so soon. “I mean, it is a long way back, we could use the rest. And I am starvin’, could use something that isn’t a stew for once.” 

You both pulled the wagon off and made sure the horses were comfortable, hitched to a nearby post, and then John helped you down to the ground and smiled wide with his arm wrapped around your waist. “Well, let’s get inside, maybe we can get a bath before bed, too,” he said softly with a smirk. He pulled you along and walked beside you, looking around the town that felt so different from when he was last here. 

As you both entered the saloon, you definitely could tell that the environment was more lively, but you both tried to keep your wits about you as you ordered some food and sat in the corner, away from the rowdy group of people. The food was delicious and the conversation you shared was pleasant, as usual, but John couldn't shake the feeling that eyes kept falling on you both. He'd look away from you as he stopped mid-sentence to see one of the men staring at the both of you, but he tried to pay no mind, you were taking his attention. 

The food was finished and you both were feeling content, the party of people in the saloon only grew larger in number and louder in volume, so you both figured it was time to head out to the hotel for the evening. John allowed you to walk out first so he could follow behind you, but you had barely gotten several steps toward the door when one of the men stepped in front of your path, blocking you from the exit.

“Hey there now, y'all ain't plannin’ on comin’ over to celebrate with us?” 

“Sorry, friend, but we have other plans to attend to,” John answered firmly. 

The man just scoffed, the reek of booze was strong on his breath, it was a wonder he was still standing. “Aww c'mon, my friend over there is gettin’ married, you could have one drink to congratulate him!”

“Sorry sir, but we don't even know you,” you said sharply, stepping back from him, and bumping into John. You felt a bit more at ease since he was here.

“And? You ain't heard of makin’ friends?” The man chuckled and grabbed your arm, pulling you along toward the table. He then decided to yank your arm and attempt to pull you over toward the table, but John stepped up and grabbed his wrist hard. 

“We ain't interested, sir. My woman and I are heading out for the evenin’, so maybe next time you should use your brain and not touch a lady when she says no.” 

John pushed the man away so you both had room to leave, but some of the drunk’s friends decided to get involved. 

John stepped up protectively, his spine stiffened as his hand hovered over the knife that was holstered, hidden beneath his jacket. “Sir, you got till the count of three to back off and leave us alone,” he warned. 

There had been a taller man who stood up from the table and interjected, pushing his friend gently off to the side. “Are you threatenin’ us?” He snapped. 

“I ‘spose I am,” John retorted, holding his ground as he pushed you further behind him to shield you. 

Another of the man's friends stepped up and tried to land a surprise swing on John, but he pushed you out of the way and took the hook to his shoulder. After that, John was brawling with several of the men who ganged up on you both. The one in the red shirt had tried to grab John to put him in a headlock so his friends could take their turns wailing on him, but your John was fast. He elbowed Red and kicked his leg in, causing the man to fall flat on his face.

That was one down—three more to go.

“I ain’t been in a bar fight in a long time,” John commented as he had both arms up, ready to block any attacks if needed, “but I’d rather continue my night with my lady if you gentlemen don’t mind.”

The three other men all ignored him and each one tried to punch him at different intervals to throw him off, but somehow, John managed to throw one man into the other and watched as the two tumbled straight into a table. The others who occupied the saloon were standing back and vacating the building. The bartender just sighed and walked off, not wanting to be part of yet another brawl. That left you, standing on the stairs away from the tussle. 

The gunslinger looked back and you, making sure you were out of harm's way, then he got back to it. The two men who collided with the table were too drunk to stand, and all they did was stumble over one another. There was one left standing, and he was a little larger than the others. 

“Look, I can just leave, no reason you gotta get involved,” John said nonchalantly, his stance easing up a little.

The man just glared down at him and he scoffed at the offer. “You ruined my engagement celebration, mister, I don’t take so kind to that.”

John just sighed and lifted his hands again, balling them into fists. “Alright then, have it your way,” he replied.

The man took a fast step forward and swung his fist straight at John’s jaw, and if it weren’t for the speed, maybe John would have dodged it, instead, he got nicked against his chin, which still caught him enough to cause some pain. That was all the distraction the man needed to step in and lunge at John, his larger body barreled into him and tackled him to the floor.

You let out a yelp, terrified that the man was going to have a one-up on John, and all you could do was watch in fear as your hands gripped the railing in fear. 

The gunslinger was pinned onto the floor as the man above him threw punch after punch, landing a blow on his cheek, and almost breaking his nose at one point. John held up his arms to block and tried his best to use the strength from his legs to somehow get him to slip off, and he managed to throw the man off of him for a split second. He scrambled to find some balance, then rolled off to the side as the man recovered. 

“Give up yet?” John asked with a smirk on his face as he licked the blood from his split lip, the bruises on his face forming fast.

The man just yelled out in frustration and then John had him in a blind frenzy, which made any man messy in a fight. John ducked from the swing and swung his right arm quickly, the blow landed in the side of the man’s temple, stunning him momentarily. Then it was over, John was finally standing over him and landing punch after punch in the man’s face until he fell unconscious. The gunslinger released the man’s collar, allowing his body to fall slack onto the wooden floor. 

He looked up at you, panting to catch his breath as he straightened his posture. The people who occupied the saloon had all either hidden somewhere or run off, and there were just the two of you left with the pile of unconscious men scattered about on the floor. You waited a moment before hesitantly walking down the stairs to run into his arms, thankful he was alright despite being a little black and blue. 

“As always you’re my hero,” you chuckled and reached up to touch his face, wiping away a smear of blood from his lip. 

“And as always, we’re both gettin’ into trouble,” he replied gruffly.

You just scoffed. “We?” 

“Well yeah, you’re my accomplice, partner in crime, ain’t you?” He asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Plus you’re the one always gettin’ the attention,” John teased as he slipped his arm through yours. He pulled you along and threw a couple of bills onto the countertop, then escorted you outside and across the muddly way, leading you straight to the hotel. 

You both walked inside, the environment a complete flip from the saloon, and you were more at ease now, and even more thankful when you saw the list of services. The gentleman behind the counter stopped sweeping the floor and greeted you both with a kind smile.

“Howdy, how can I help y’all this evenin’?” He looked between the both of you with concern but didn’t voice them. 

Your eyes looked over at John with a smile and then back at the desk man. “One bath and one room, please.”

The man smiled and got everything situated for you both, you thanked him and paid, then pulled John up the stairs to the bath. He followed obediently and cracked his neck as he ascended the stairs with you, groaning.

“Sleepin’ is gonna be a bitch, I just know it,” he complained.

“Well if you behaved for five minutes you wouldn’t have to worry about it, would you?” You scolded playfully as you looked over your shoulder at him. “He got some good hits in, but not gonna lie, Mister Marston, you looked really good kickin’ his ass.” You flashed him a cheeky smile and continued to lead him to the bath. “You go get cleaned up, I’ll get the room ready.” 

You almost walked away, leaving him in front of the bath door, but his hand grabbed your wrist, and then he pulled you back toward him, falling into him as his arms wrapped around you. “Yeah? You think I looked good, huh?” He asked flirtatiously, pulling you close so his face was mere inches from yours. “Then why do you think you can just leave me here alone?” “John Marston, are you implyin’ I’m gonna join you in your bath?” You gasped, faux shock crossed your features. 

All he could do was smile, the raised edges of the scars across his face made his face look extra handsome, and the dim lighting in the hall only made you admire his face even more. “Nah, I’m declarin’ that you are, unless you don’t wanna?” His hands cupped your cheeks, pulling you into the most tender kiss he could manage. 

When he pulled away, your eyes fluttered open and you just stared up at him with a lovestruck smile. “Well, when you put it that way…”

That was all the confirmation he needed, so he opened the door to the readied hot bath, pulling you in after him, and you couldn’t help but giggle as he closed the door behind you both. You sighed as he leaned your hands against his chest, just smiling up at him with that look.

“I know that look, what is it?” 

“Nothin’, you’re just trouble, John Marston,” you said softly, your hand cupped his cheek again, mindful of how gentle you had to be. “But I wouldn’t change it for the world, you know that, right?”

The man looked down at you and pulled you into another kiss, pulling away a moment later with that charming smile you were unable to resist, his hand reached up to brush your hair away from your face so he could see the light in those pretty eyes of yours. Just a minor setback to your shared evening, but John always had ways to make it up to you. 

#Tinalbion writings #john marston #john marston drabble #john marston writing #writing drabble #writing ask #rdr #rdr2 #red dead redemption #red dead redemption 2 #red dead redemption john marston #john marston x reader #john marston x you #john marston x f!reader #comfort #angst #fluff #afab reader #vidjausers-fable

[ghost-of-hallownest]

We need to bring back fat Mothiva 😤

she never left :]

#ask #i need to find the protein image brb #mothiva #bug fables #mothiva bug fables #digital art #my art #anonymous

[triforce-of-mischief]

What’s up with all the fandom hate suddenly?

because it's that time of year again and people are getting complacent.

because some people will jump at the opportunity to spread hate.

because fic authors are underappreciated in this fandom.

because this fandom has a history of bullying fic authors out of ao3, out of tumblr, out of the internet entirely.

because there's people hiding in the woodwork, thanklessly consuming content and only showing their faces if they get to say something nasty.

because don't like, don't read is something mentioned once in a blue moon.

because too few people have learned that it's healthy to complain about disliked tropes- privately, away from those who they will hurt.

because fandom is what you get when you lock a bunch of haters in a room and see what happens.

because despite everything, despite all the hate, we always come out stronger for it.

be smarter. keep your hate away from the public eye. don't encourage those who want to tear others down. tell your favorite fic author how much you love and appreciate them. make this fandom a kinder, better place.

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu #fandom #fandom negativity #fable's asks #chatting with anon!

[tinystrawberryshifter]

Aite the fable franchise has granted ONE last chance with me- btw sorry about the shotty work but I just had to bang this out when I saw the showcase aaaaaaaaa!

#giant/tiny #g/t #fable #is the large dork marriageable? #I ain't afraid to ask #xbox showcase

[ya-boi-haru]

Not letting y'all forget that S1 Ghae cannonicly had to stop themselves from having a make-out session in Momboos home, when they were supposed to be looking for Momboo during AB arc

#dont ask me which episode #i wouldnt know #But i do know that it happened #pretty sure its season 1 #that honeymoon phase yk? #fable smp #fablesmpblr #ghae #fable smp ghae #rae morningstar #caspian solcrest

[isasan347]

What is legend’s favorite thing? :3

IM GLAD YOU ASKED

IT IS *drumroll*

THE PENDANT OF COURAGE !!

(Omg I wonder why, I mean, out of all things why not the master sword or Ravio’s bracelet)

IM GLAD I ASKED

NO I WILL NOT ELABORATE

YOURE WELCOME

#linked universe #lu legend #legend linked universe #lu fable #fable linked universe #albw #zelink #legend of Zelda #ask for Isa

[meet-the-trapper]

HEAVY TF2 TUMMY ‼️‼️‼️

Sorry I took a while! He's stretching!

#i got the fabled ask!!!! #honestly thank you for this #tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 heavy #heavy tf2 #heavy #art #my art