#twau snow

[3rr0rs-401]

No one should ever compare Bigby to that thing

[yellowsugarwords]

ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

⎆ the wolf among us

[bigby-woof]

*our* wife, comrade

[paradisechid800]

Snow: *Standing over a boiling cauldron as she pours in ingredients and chants* Bigby: *Sleep deprived* What are you doing? Snow: Preparing a hex to put on Crane. Bigby: ... Bigby: Okay.

[swan-of-fabletown]

You chosen 1600's - How Bigby and Keira became Sheriff and Deputy Sherif

Remember: Back those days No TVS, No Phones, No computers and many more, and we even gone back about couple years after Fables have escape the Homelands. Also this is how Keira and Bigby cope as human beings and this was before they become sheriff and deputy sheriff, Bigby been human for over a year while Keira is been human under 3 months, so lets the story begins...

Early Morning, Keira Swan who slowly woke up, she still getting use of herself, now she change from a swan to a glamour human, she just getting things around. Keira: Oh... that's right, I'm glamoured now

Keira notice she only being glamoured for 3 months and there a lot to take in, she just got used her hands, body, clothes hair and many basic stuff, but she knows she wants to do this and forget that she got pulled feathers from a bunch of mundy children.

[3rr0rs-401]

Silliest

the woof amogus

[miyku]

The Wolf Among Us | ▶ dev. Telltale Games

[kovrikkk]

uni exhausts me, but here's bigby and snow

[ladyantiheroine]

[grimlins-chaos]

there's a REAL monster on the loose in fabletown

[3rr0rs-401]

I love Snowby

[lemonmatronics]

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

[valerie-is-in-the-cupboard]

Misunderstood - Bigby Wolf x fem!human!reader

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TW: swearing Words: ~1250

His head was a mess. No. He was a mess. At least that's how he felt. Everything went to shit as it always did and despite his best intentions, he was still the one to be blamed.

"What's even the point..." Bigby mumbled to himself. He sat back in his armchair, trying to clear his mind. For once he wished everyone would just disappear. Or that the world would open and make him disappear forever so they wouldn't have anyone to blame anymore.

Why was he even trying? Memories of sharp words, accusing glares, and whispered judgments swirled in his mind. No one would forget the past. No one would let anyone forget the past. Not when it came to him. The monster who huffed, puffed, and tore their lives apart—because that's all they wanted to see. Not when he was nothing more than the Big Bad -

A knock.

He took a deep breath, hoping that maybe the unwanted visitor wouldn't insist. But, as always, he wasn't very lucky.

Two more sets of knocks made Bigby's blood boil. "Why can't they leave me the fuck alone..." he groaned as he got up, heavy steps making their way towards the door.

"What?!" he asked harshly as he swung the door open, his heart skipping a beat as he saw (Y/n) there. There was an apologetic smile on her face, clearly startled by the brutal way she was welcomed. Bigby quickly cleared his throat. "Sorry, (Y/n)... I had a rough day. Didn't mean to scare you."

The mundy girl gave him a kind smile. "It's fine... I shouldn't have insisted..." she said as she fiddled with a letter. "The mailman delivered your mail in my mailbox... Again..."

He took the letter from her hand, quickly looking at it. "Ah... It's just the rent... Could've stayed lost." he said as he tried to force a smile. (Y/n) chuckled, feeling more at ease now. "Thanks."

"No problem." she said as she looked up at him, a more worried expression on her face. "Are you alright? I don't want to be nosy or something but... you seemed off lately."

The question took Bigby by surprise, his words failing to come out at first. "It's..." What could he say? He couldn't just tell her that she was living amongst stories. Or worse - that she was talking to the most hated amongst them. "It's a long story..."

"I see..." she answered, not wanting to press the matters any further. "I'll leave you to it then, but... can I ask for a favor?"

"Um, sure." he hesitantly said.

"I was wondering if you could… help me move an armchair?" Her voice was soft, laced with hesitance. Bigby tilted his head slightly, her request catching him off guard. After a day of chaos and accusations, the idea of doing something so ordinary almost felt absurd—yet oddly appealing. "I wouldn't have bothered-"

"Sure." Bigby interrupted her. Normally, he wouldn't have answered so fast, but he needed to feel useful. He needed to help someone, even if it was such a mundane task. But most of all... a part of him seemed not to like the idea of being alone right now.

"You don't have to do it now if you're busy."

"Trust me... I have nothing else to do." he smiled and got out of his apartment. The walk wasn't long - just two doors away, but Bigby could practically smell how nervous (Y/n) was. It wasn't the first time he felt it around her. It wasn't fear, nor intimidation. Snow used to tease him that maybe she had a little crush on him, but he never really had time to think about it.

(Y/n) fumbled with the keys, her fingers shaking slightly. The door creaked as she pushed it, revealing the warmth of her apartment—a faint scent of vanilla filled his nose. It wasn't the first time he'd been into her apartment. He used to help her with furniture when she moved in, but he never actually carefully looked around.

The apartment seemed just a tad bigger than his, but it didn't feel as crowded. He looked at the pictures of her and her family or friends and couldn't help but think how they were. Was she visiting them on holiday? Will they ever come over so he could meet them?

The desk was full of sketches of various machines, alongside different calculations and formulas.

"They're for my classes. I didn't have time to clean the desk. They're.... everywhere." she chuckled.

"Classes?"

"I study engineering," she explained. "I don't think I ever mentioned this before." Bigby raised a brow at the statement.

"No... I don't think you did." the corners of his mouth formed a small smile as he saw her red face.

"The armchair is on the balcony... I need to bring it here." she quickly changed the subject, walking him towards it. The balcony was small, with just enough space for two chairs and a couple of potted plants. A faint breeze carried the smell of the city—concrete, distant car exhaust, and the faint trace of blooming flowers.

(Y/n) laughed nervously as the armchair wobbled between them. "I swear, this thing weighs a ton. You sure you're not secretly superhuman?"

Bigby smirked. "I manage." He set the armchair down with ease, glancing at her. "You should see me lift a fridge."

She grinned, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Maybe next time I'll call you for that, too."

There was a lightness in her tone that made him relax, even if just for a moment. Helping her felt… normal. Something he hadn't felt in a long time.)

"Thanks, Bigby... I owe you... again."

"Don't mention it. If the mailman continues to fuck up, I think I'll be the one to owe you." he joked as he searched for the pack of Huff and Puffs. "Mind if I smoke one on the balcony?" Bigby asked, gesturing toward the sliding door. The golden hue of the setting sun spilt into the room, casting long shadows on the floor.

"No worries. I'll join," she replied, grabbing her own pack from the counter.

"At least you don't smoke crappy cigarettes," Bigby said and lit up his cigarette, her chuckle echoing in his ears.

"I've tried Huff & Puff once... They really are crappy."

"Hey, they do the job, right?" he said in his defence as they both chuckled lightly. "Besides... they help me relax so..."

(Y/n) scanned him for a moment, a more serious look on her face. "You seem to always help others... Must get tiring at some point."

"You have no fucking idea..." he groaned. "And the worst part is that... in the end, no one seems to see that I'm..." he stopped for a moment, looking down at the people who always seemed to be in a rush. "That I'm trying to do what's best..."

A moment of silence fell in between them, their eyes meeting once again. His heart skipped a beat as (Y/n) looked at him, but not with anger or fear as everyone used to. It was warmth. Empathy.

"Well, people do that you know... One mistake and you need years to erase it..."

"One? More like a hundred..." Bigby said with a bitter smile. "I'm always the... Big Bad Wolf of the story..."

He quickly looked up and felt her hand on his, squeezing reassuringly as she took another drag of her cigarette.

"Then I think the Big Bad Wolf has been misunderstood."

[daiikonlegs]

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

[swan-of-fabletown]

Snow: Anyway, I making you some toast for breakfast and while at it, I making lunch for you and Bigby for take on your day at school. Keira: Oh.. yes thats right... school

Snow came sat near Keira Snow: You will be fine Keira, you learn a lot so far, plus this will help you a lot more, and besides you aren't alone. Keira: I know, but its just why can't I just learn here, it be much safer, plus I am not ready face the sights of mundy children Snow: Don't worry, you be fine, plus Bigby will be with you.

[soup-future]

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