#snow white (fables)

[mitsuriville]

Snowby Sketch!

I specifically drew the designs from the first Fables volume because to me I genuinely can’t bring myself to replicate Mark Buckingham’s Bigby design it scares me half the time anyways their cutie patootie

Again if you like fables or the wolf among us please like dm me or moot me i desperately want to talk to someone who likes it as much as I do

🐺❄️

[soup-future]

this comic is really terrible but I can’t stop reading it. snow if you can hear me abort those things

[grimlins-chaos]

there's a REAL monster on the loose in fabletown

[eve-eleidan]

i'm weak for her......

[silvermoon424]

The PMMM girls repping fairy tales!

Madoka: Sleeping Beauty

Homura: Cinderella

Mami: Alice in Wonderland

Sayaka: The Little Mermaid

Kyoko: Snow White

Nagisa: Puss in Boots

[lemonmatronics]

No cause they’re so fucking cute gang this was so silly of them

[daiikonlegs]

I'm sure someone has done this before but... snigby...

[steamy-linguine]

Silhouettes In Neon

Pairing: Bigby x reader

A/N: Unedited and for mature audiences. This is a mini series and will be posted in parts.

Warnings: nsfw 18+

After Midnight.

He looked up at the sky, a cigarette lit in his mouth as he searched for a single star in that sea of black. The city lights created a neon glow that prevented a single glimpse of none. It was something he missed from the old world, being able to look up and see the stars.

There were times when he’d look up trying to find one to catch and reminisce in the nostalgia that settled in his chest. He flicked the growing ash from his cigarette and exhaled the smoke, the embers hitting the ground.

Huff and puff’s. Everyone knew they were his favorite. He was constantly judged for the poor choice of brand but he didn’t care what the others thought, it was just enough to control his senses. He stood outside of the Pudding & Pie and took one last inhale of his cigarette before throwing it on the ground and stepping on it and pushed open the door to walk in.

Whisky and cigar smoke filled his senses as he walked through the small club. He adjusted his collar on his shirt ignoring the glares from the other fables that lingered on him as he made his way to the bar. The bartender wiped the spot before he sat leaving behind some moisture for him to feel under his arms as he rested them against the wood.

“Your strongest.” He said to the bartender who wasted no time to go make his drink. He was tired tonight, dark circles that hung underneath his eyes and sleep creeping into the inner corners as he tried to rub away the exhaustion from his face.

He turned around in the swivel bar stool, to take a quick glance around at everyone. Fables sat in the seats as their eyes watched the girls that roamed the floor. Bare skin and lace was what he mainly got glimpses of as some of the girls took the hands of popular story characters and led them to the back for private dances.

The men’s eyes followed them like moth to a flame trying to see if they could get lucky enough to bring one of them home.

The glass hit the bar top and he turned to see his drink. He put a bill on the table and grabbed his glass and began to drink.

It had been a long month for Bigby. Solving another case and trying to upkeep some sense of order amongst the fables but that wasn’t his reason for being at the Pudding and Pie tonight. He set his drink down as he let out a low sigh.

The neon lights that hung above his head flickered to the sound of the beat of the music and he couldn’t help but fight with himself for a moment if this was where he should be. He wasn’t one to go to clubs, bars sure for a drink but he preferred nights in always opting for something more private rather than public but for once he needed to be away from the confines of his apartment.

Not to mention but his friend Colin who would just be pestering him with more questions and demands that he just didn’t have the patience for right now.

He picked up his glass and took another sip when the sound of mic interference peaked his ears.

“Please give a round of applause for Raven!” The announcer said.

The music was a lot slower paced than what it was before and the lights around dimming making it harder to see past the shadows of people but a nice spot light filled the stage as the velvet red curtains pulled back. Bigby heard the crowd cheer and chant even some whistling as whoever this was Raven was stepped out onto the stage.

He turned in his seat as his eyes found their way to the stage. You walked out slowly, your hips moving along perfectly to the beat as your hands grasp onto the shimmering pole that stood on the stage.

Your hair was down and curled, cascading to almost the middle of your back as you twirled around the pole, bending over slightly to tease the men in the crowd. You moved perfectly to the music, in sync with every note as bills were thrown onto the stage and the men couldn’t help but shout and praise at you. You continued to dance, still not aware of the sheriff’s eyes that followed your every move.

He hadn’t noticed it but he leaned forward in his seat, his glass in one hand as he couldn’t help but be put in a trance as you continued to move with such grace on the stage. You were hypnotic to him, something he hardly ever experienced.

For the first time as he watched you, you provided the perfect distraction from his thoughts about Snow. The woman he desperately wanted, craving her love but she had set the record straight that her love for him was in no way romantic.

It was the whole reason he came here tonight. He was ashamed for it, considering he knew how shitty this job could be and how horrible their customers were to the women but his sorrows led him to the one place he knew he could forget about her.

The song ended and you gave a final wave as you walked back through the curtain and disappeared. The howling men stopped their praises and sat back in their seats and continued drinking and sharing whispers as they waited for the next dancer to come in the stage.

Bigby sat back taking a glance around when he saw you come from one of the doors. You walked with such confidence, you were almost untouchable as you mingled past the men.

You were stopped by a man who was waving money in your face when you looked and caught his eyes for a moment. He cocked his head to the side as he downed his drink quickly and you thanked the man quickly and made your way over to Bigby.

“Hello honey,” your voice was soft and sultry, sweet and dripped off your tongue like sugar.

You leaned closer to him, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder, “Care for a dance?”

“Y’know who I am?” He asked you trying to see if his title would frighten you or if jogging your memory would make you regret asking considering his reputation.

You smirked down at him as you shrugged your shoulders, “Who you are out there doesn’t matter in here. Discretion is our policy.”

He remembered those same words Vivian ushered that night but he pushed those thoughts to the back of his head. He stood up, allowing you to take his hand as you led him to the back. The two of you ignoring the stares from the other fables.

You led him to a private room and instructed him to sit down which he did. You pulled back the curtain and turned to look at him, hands on your hips.

“The only rule doll is no touching unless you plan to pay extra.” You said and he only nodded.

The music was the same slow pace as before as you made your way closer to him and began to sway your hips to the beat. He took this moment to drink you in. You wore a black lace bustier with a red trim at the top of the bra. A lacey black thong to match and a garter belt with red ribbons at the ends of the straps that connected to your black stockings.

You moved closer to him, turning around in front of him and he could feel his pants getting tighter as he tried to keep his composure.

You turned around smirking at him as you saw the effect you were having on him. His dark eyes brimming with desire and you took this opportunity to tease him some more by climbing into his lap. His breath hitched in his throat as you began to grind on him earning a groan that escaped from his throat.

Bigby didn’t know how much more he could take of this but he knew one thing for certain that he wanted to bring you home but he couldn’t.

You continued to dance, leaning closer to whisper in his ear. “Are you enjoying yourself Sheriff?” Your voice was laced with seduction, a technique you had grown to learn to use to be sure to get nice tips but even you were unsure if this was for the wage or simply because you knew the big bad wolf was enjoying this, and maybe you were too.

Bigby’s hands found their way to your hips. He knew the rules but he was one to break them quite often.

“Your gonna have to pay extra sheriff.” You whispered into his ear.

He didn’t give a fuck. You lifted yourself off of him, continuing to move to the beat as his hands began to roam all over you. His hands were large and rough, working hands for sure but there was something there was no denying that you didn’t enjoy having them on you.

His finger tips moved carefully along the lace of your outfit, even finding their way to the ribbons to pull on them.

You knew of the stories of him. Almost every fable hated him due to his past and sure. You had seen him in passing a few times but nothing he did ever made you think so ill of him. Every fable was guilty of doing something they weren’t proud of, even in the new world.

The song ended and you winded your hips one last time before standing back and staring at him. He looked completely undone, in need of more from you but he wouldn’t say that. Not now at least.

He reached in his pocket, pulling out the cash and standing on his feet and slipping the bills into your hand.

He said nothing more to you, choosing to slip past you and make his way out of the club but Bigby knew he would be back for another dance.

Read pt. 2 here

[pierogey]

snigby/snowby but bigby is a beautiful butch lesbian

[yellowsugarwords]

ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

⎆ the wolf among us

[sunnieart7]

[citrussnap]

OH MY GOD hey y’all!!! sorry for not posting any art for a whole month I got severely art blocked and shit lmao

ANYWAY here’s some sketches of goth Bigby and Snow!!! I ended up revisiting an old drawing of Bigby last year and I decided to redesign him a little 👍

It was supposed to be just for fun originally, but then it eventually ended up becoming a whole au thing where Bigby has a double life of being the sheriff, but on his off days he is secretly goth and frequents a lot of Fabletown’s goth clubs!

He was introduced to the whole subculture during an investigation in a goth club, after a while he notices the music and the way people were dressed around him and he became really fascinated by all of it, pretty sure you know what happens afterwards lol

Eventually Snow founds out about it and is confused at first but ends up loving the music and also developing the style as well along side Bigby!

(also thanks to my friend @elesketchii for basically helping me out with a lot of the ideas this silly little au idea thing with me, they also contributed by drawing the corporate goth Snow which I also drew myself alongside it :D)

[bigby-woof]

big B(oob)y wolf

[ladyantiheroine]

Bigby has been pining over Snow White for centuries since they met but he’s kept it to himself because the timing is never right and princesses don’t fall for monsters in fable stories and why would a beautiful, brilliant woman like her go for a dirty, violent lowlife like him?

Meanwhile Snow is banging her head against her desk in sexual frustration because she wants to fuck her wolfy coworker so bad but she won’t because it’s unprofessional or something.

[mitsuriville]

Bigby Wolf & Snow White digital painting

I love them sm PLEASEEEE MOOT ME IF YOUVE READ FABLES OR PLAYED THE WOLF AMONG US I BEGG!!

☹️

[3rr0rs-401]

No one should ever compare Bigby to that thing