♕ FALLEN.

KING LOGAN indie, selective, & semi-exclusive king logan of lionhead’s fable iii video game. EST. 6/4/16 penned by maxwell

[willbeshot]

question for the mun: is reaver a hard muse to portray cause he's, well, an asshat? i've always personally found it hard to play 'asshat' characters because i have too much empathy for people...

( actually not really! some of his mannerisms were initially kinda hard to nail down, but for the most part his muse comes very natural to me. a lot of my muses have been evil/complete asshats, so I guess I just have an easier time with those types of characters lmao. I’ve rped “good” characters in the past, but tbh, they were much harder for me to portray? I swear I’m not an asshat because I’m good at rping asshats tho I promise ;; )

[myalbiion]

sarah’s lying actually i want to fight her several times bc she sucks thanks

[myalbiion]

@willbeshot replied to your post: fun mother’s day facts concerning logan and a...

I’m not crying you’re crying

:) we’re all crying

[myalbiion]

fun mother’s day facts concerning logan and a female sparrow! :) 

as a little kid, whenever his mom had a nightmare, he’d hear her and literally run down the hallway to her room. he’d then crawl in the bed with her and tuck himself beneath her arm in an attempt to cuddle. there’d soft mumble of him saying, “i’ll always protect you.” and she’d fall back asleep knowing that for all the pain she’d witnessed, there was always something good.

LOGAN MADE THE BEST MOTHER’S DAY PRESENTS AS A CHILD!!! small hands holding up a shape he tried to cut out to resemble a heart, covered in gems too expensive to be coated in glue and stuck to paper. his letters all look square & awkward, but on it is written “i love you mommy!”  she smiles and scoops him up, and he hugs on to her tight.

when the hobw was born and started showing immense strength and magical ability,  it was found logan wasn’t a hero. he was distraught to say the least. but his mom was the one who comforted him, and she told him no matter what, his courage and his kindness made him a hero anyways. she told him he would always be her  hero, and someday, albion’s hero as well. 

when logan was crowned king at only 16, he was still mourning the loss of his mom during the ceremony. as the crown was lowered onto his head, ugly, desperate tears fell as he remembered the promise he had made. to protect her. to be her hero. and yet here he was, an orphan, left with a kingdom and a little brother. he decided in that moment to try and be just as good a ruler as his mom in some sort of effort to always keep her around

[myalbiion]

fable au but all of logan’s dialogue is cry-typed

i had good re;;ason to brreak that promis e, aond i had good reason for t hei cr imes u claimm i committed.. the day i returned,,, i recieved a visit from a blind seer,,, teresa,,, ouir FATHER'S guide.. she SHOWED me;; the futuire of this kingddom...... the dairkness in aurora is coemin heere,,, bringin death and dest rucction,, the end of our wauy of life.... the sacrifices i hhhad to make, i did them to protect albion...... iff a fe;;;w had to suffer,, it was to b ui ld an aurmy,,, if a few had to diie,,,, it was to save a country.... I hav e spent years preapairin FOR this attack, let me standd by your SIDE now and all my soldiers wwill be yours to COMMAND;;;;, leet us faace the comin d arkness together....

[myalbiion]

           he  hadn’t  meant  to  spy   .     he  had  simply  paused  in  the  corridor  when  the  question  was  poised   ,      &   remained  there  as  the  answer  trickled  off  reaver’s  tongue   .      &   with  every  word  sinking  into  his  skin   ,     logan  crept  closer   &   closer  to  regret   .     but  he  wasn’t  quite  there  yet   .     

         there  were  very  few   &   precious  memories  he  had  with  his  parent   ,     sparrow   ,      &   yet  they  were  seared  into  his  memory  so  clearly   ,     he  could  swear  he  still  heard  their  voice   .     sparrow  had  to  learn  to  be  a  royal   ,     but  that  never  detracted  from  the  value  of  their  lessons   .     one  thing  logan  had  remembered  concerned  marching  into  battle-  never  let  them  know  they  have  the  upperhand   .     you  must  act  as  though  the  opposite  is  true   .     that  way   ,     they  must  surely  believe  it   .     

            &   as  he  entered  the  throne  room   ,     he  did  not  walk   ,     he  marched   ,     chin  up   ,     shoulders  back   ,     firm  expression  planted  across  sleep-drained  features   .     until  his  hero-sibling  inevitably  usurped  him   ,     he  was  still  a  king  by  divine-right   ,      &   act  on  that  he  would   .     

            “  NEED YOU  ?  don’t  make  me  laugh   .     i  don’t  NEED YOU   ,     nor  do  i  need  ANYONE  to  tell  me  how  to  rule  my  own  kingdom   &   make  life  easier  for  my  own  subjects   .     i  simply  TOLERATE YOU  for  the  sake  of  keeping  outsiders  interested  in  trading  with  albion   ,      &   to  guarantee  the  economy  stays  in  its  stable  position   .     HOWEVER   ,     if  you  keep  talking  as  you  do   ,     there  are  sacrifices  i  am  willing  to  make-  such  as  putting  myself  at  odds  with  albion’s  lead  manufacturer   .     “

             yet  even  before  the  words  left  logan’s  mouth   ,     he  knew  he  was  lying   .   

IN RESPONSE TO @willbeshot ‘S ANSWER HERE

[myalbiion]

[orsino voice] i don't know who u are but thanks for rooting for me

          as  he  speaks ,  his  face  &  posture  remain  the  very  image  of  regality ,  &  nothing  less  than  what  is  expected  of  a  king . ‘ don’t  thank  me ,  it  was  on  behalf  of  the  court’s  historian  &  bard  i  placed  you  in  second .  &  of  course ,  my  hatred  for  our  mutual  friend . ‘

[cookieroach-deactivated20161108]

FOR HELL’S SAKE REAVER WE’VE BEEN THROUGH WORSE SITUATIONS MAINTAIN YOUR COMPOSURE THIS CAN GET OUR TIGHT ASS ON THE ROYAL THRONE YOU WONDERFUL LOOKING BITCH OKAY STOP LAUGHING NOW

NOW

DID HE JUST CALL ME ‘A DELICATE FLOWER’

Okay I’m done now I promise

[myalbiion]

[ REAVER : WILLBESHOT ]

        “It’s only wrong if you believe it to be so.”

                         He would muse, his usual smirk returning to his lips the moment that his and Logan’s had parted. No one in Albion was surprised by Reaver’s behavior anymore, truth be told. He could waltz right into the throne room, strip down to absolutely nothing, and no one would be the least bit shocked. So, naturally, he saw nothing wrong with locking lips with the infamous tyrant King. Logan, on the other hand, was far more reserved.

       “Though, your reputation certainly is important, your majesty.         We wouldn’t want anyone seeing you in such a… Vulnerable         state.”

               “ what  are  you  playing  at ? i’ve  no  mood  for  your  games  right  now . “

                  the  thing  he  hated  most  about  reaver ,  was  how  desperately  he  needed  him . not  just  in  the  romantic  sense ,  but  in  every  sense .  no  act  could  be  pushed  out  into  the kingdom  he  inherited  without  reaver’s  word ,  no  labor  regulations  were  to  even  be  uttered  because  reaver  could  destroy  him ,  &  logan  hid  his  secret  about  aurora  out  of  fear  reaver  could  exploit  it .  seemed  to  be  the  only  name  ever  dancing  ‘cross  scarred  lips  was  reaver .  gloved  hands  rested  idly  on  his  propped  hips ,  still  not  ready  to  sit  back  down .

         “ just  forget  this  happened . be gone . “                                        but  he  knew  all  too  well  reaver  should  be  the  one  giving  commands .

[myalbiion]

if logan had perfect control of albion, aka if the crawler didn’t exist & if the economy was okay:

he would sanction off a good chunk of money to education. he believes that children shouldn’t grow up ignorant, & uncultured. he’d also set up resources for orphans & very poor children.

he’d heavily regulate labor. i.e. reaver can take his horrible labor policies elsewhere, because logan believes that a) happy workers are more productive, & b) reaver’s methods are inhumane

he’d dedicate time every day to sitting down with his sibling. one of his biggest regrets is that, due to being cast in the throne so quickly, he never got to really grieve with his sibling & see them grow up.

he’d take more time to himself. logan is an introvert through & through, so if given the chance, he’d love time to just sit down & read or meditate. maybe even paint? 

[myalbiion]

@scoiakrol replied to your post: i know i literally JUST MADE ANOTHER BLOG but fuck...

i swear how do we fable blogs run into each other in different fandoms jsfc

bc fable isn’t a GAME it’s a LIFESTYLE you SCRUB. name at least FIVE of the gnome’s INSULTS or you’re not a TRUE CITZEN OF ALBION.

[myalbiion]

blows kiss @ the king before going back to counting his money tbh

              grumpy  face  @  reaver  before  going  back  to  angrily  throwing  back  glasses  like  they’re  full  of  whiskey ,  when  really  it’s  probably  just  apple  juice  bc  the  economy  is  in  shambles .

[myalbiion]

i know i literally JUST MADE ANOTHER BLOG but fuck i miss logan and also reaver.... i miss my angst big brother king man..... y’all what if i was active here that’d be wyld

[myalbiion]

[ WILLBESHOT: REAVER ]

“Hm–?”

                    A piercing gaze was shifted towards the monarch’s visage before finding his personal space suddenly invaded. The sudden warmth of Logan’s lips quickly became a welcomed sensation however, and he found one of his hands cupping the side of one of the other’s cheeks. He knew what Logan liked, and he knew exactly how to lead him on on– There was a certain allure that he carried that he knew Logan could not resist. He didn’t love the King, he didn’t love anyone, but if Logan wished to believe that they had something– Some sort of relationship, then who was he to tell him otherwise?

            the  moment  was  savored  across  his  lips  ‘til  he  slowly  drew  away  from  reaver ,  touching  gently  a  gloved  hand  to  his  own  forehead . what  had  gotten  into  him ? nothing  about  this  seemed  proper  even  for  just  another  aristocrat ,  nevermind  a  king .  almost  as  if  guided  by  an  unknown  force ,  logan  jolted  into  a  standing  position ,  nearly  knocking  over  his  chair .  for  a  king ,  he  certainly  didn’t  look  exceedingly  regal . in  fact ,  logan  looked  as  though  there  was  a  very  good  chance  he  might  even  faint .

          ‘ this  is  wrong .  my  apologies  but ,  i can’t .  not  right  now ,  & certainly  not  like  this . ‘

[ladysparrow]

callout post for reaver

-sold me out to lucien -has stupid hair -irritates my children -listen we’re gonna be here forever if i list everything

[myalbiion]

❛ SEEMS  YOUR  BIG  BROTHER’S  BEEN  KEEPING  SECRETS.  ❜ 

[willbeshot]

        “Please. All of Albion knows that far more wrinkles          grace your face than mine. Mine is flawless.”

                       Perfectly manicured digits would gently trace over the smoothness of his cheeks before moving downward slightly towards his chiseled jawline– Perfection, he had thought to himself. Like a modern day Adonis. With a devilish smirk toying at the corners of his sinful lips, he appeared to be the prime example of narcissistic beauty. Truly, it was a shame that he lacked a heart.

[myalbiion]

            ❛        really  ?  show  me  then  .       ❜

               he  glanced  to  make  sure  no  one  else  was  in  his  personal  library  ,  &  upon  finding  only  his  worn  volumes  surrounding  them  ,  he  set  down  his  fine  wine  ,  leaning  closer  to  reaver  .  he  placed  his  scarred  lips  against  reaver’s  pale  pink  ones  ,  absentmindedly  WONDERING  just  how  many  had  tasted  them  .  a  gloved  hand  was  brought  to  his  painted  cheek  ,  fingertips  managing  to  touch  a  few  silken  strands  of  hair  .  it  was  almost  muscle  MEMORY   at  this  point  ,  a  dance  routine  ,  something  to  get  him  through  act  changes  .  loving  reaver  was  nothing  more  than  just  a  way  to  forget  the  curtain  would  drop  all  too  soon  ,  to  let  go  of  the  deaths  he  had  grown  numb  to  ,  a  way  to  CLEAR  his  mind  ,  his  schedule  ,  &  his  heart  .

[collinslily]

mother, i am trying. i cover up my bruises, i rub my scars. mother, i am trying. i scratch at my tears, i yank at my heart. mother, i am trying. i reach up to the stars, i try to pull them down. mother, i am trying. i bury my hands in the dirt, searching for something cleaner than my soul.  mother, i am trying. i plead for help, i beg for mercy. i ask them to see, to please please see. there is something else, there is more to me.

but it is oh so hard to be loved (p.b)