So I'm collecting the deluxes. I'm running into a possible issue with getting 15/7. I know they are the hard ones to find/more expensive but its the fact i can't find anyone even selling them on mercari or even ebay there are no listings (except for the italian version on ebay.) Is anyone selling 15/7? I am saving up and just want to know if I have any luck outside of seller websites or in a community plate. I dont mind library stickers i just want it to have it's dust cover at least and be in good or above condition. I just want a general idea of who is willing to sell so I know hold to plan and prep accordingly with pricings. Thank you.

I'm on issue 150... at its final pages actually, and will then move to the new issues 151-162 that came out on 2022, they are waiting on my shelf.

I love the series. It is amazing. And I admire Bill Willingham for his work.

I wonder, did any of you reread the entire thing? How does it feel to read through it when you already know the ending? When you know something horrible is going to happen or when you know the threat that seemed so impossible will be dealt with.

I have the first 2 compendiums and I just finished Storybook Love, and I’ve been having a few questions. Any help would be appreciated!

1. Are the spin-offs important?
2. Are they good?
3. Are they easy to find?
4. Should I get them?

For me, they were too much. Too crazy. I didnt read the jack of fables series... so maybe that had something to do with that.

Now that the issues of 151-162 have been published for a decent time now, I was wondering if anyone knew if there were plans to compound them into a single volume like in the past?

Srarting the 3rd compendium, and I notice its much wider than the rest of them, but has fewer pages, and the papers are not glossy slick ones like in the other three. Can those with this volume confurm? Is it supposed to be like that?

The Secret of the Attic

In a quaint, old house nestled on the outskirts of a small town, strange happenings whispered through the halls under the cloak of night. The air always felt thick with an unexplainable tension that made shadows dance just a little too swiftly, and the floorboards creaked in protest when the house settled into the stillness of the evening.

You had moved into the house not long ago, drawn by its charm and potential. Yet, since the day you arrived, an unsettling sensation gripped you—a feeling that you were not alone. At first, it was just the usual sounds of an old home settling, or so you convinced yourself. But as days turned into weeks, the sounds shifted, revealing a more sinister truth.

Every night, just as darkness enveloped the world, you would hear subtle sounds emanating from the attic: faint rustling, the scuttling of something indistinct, and once, the unmistakable creak of a heavy footfall. At first, you tried to dismiss it as your imagination, a byproduct of an overactive mind fueled by the isolation of your new home.

But late one evening, driven by curiosity and a growing resolve, you decided to confront the sounds. Armed with only a flashlight, you climbed the steep, narrow stairs leading to the attic. As you approached the door, your heart raced, and your breath quickened. You hesitated, mind racing with thoughts of what might be lurking in the shadows beyond.

With a deep breath, you pushed open the door.

The attic was dark and cramped, illuminated only by the beam of your flashlight darting across the dust motes dancing in the stale air. Old furniture, forgotten boxes, and cobwebs cluttered the space, creating a labyrinth of shadows. You called out into the emptiness, demanding to know who was there, but met only silence.

Days turned to nights, and your pursuit of the truth continued, but the elusive squatter was always one step ahead. Each time you thought you had caught him—when a box shifted, or a shadow flickered—you were left with nothing but a feeling of frustration. Each morning, when you searched the attic, it was impeccably clean, with nothing amiss, as if no one had ever been there.

Then one fateful night, you decided to set a trap, certain that this time you would catch the secret squatter. You placed a few items in plain sight, like some old fabric and a bottle of water, and decided to keep watch from a distance. Hidden under a blanket in a corner of the attic, you tried to stay alert, fighting the urge to doze off.

Hours passed with nothing but silence, the kind that pressed heavily against your ears. Just as you felt the weight of sleep begin to pull you under, a noise nudged you awake.

You held your breath as the squatter finally revealed himself—an unkempt figure clad in tattered clothes, quietly emerging from behind a stack of boxes in the far corner. His face was gaunt but held an unsettling calm, as if he had made the attic his sanctuary for far too long. He was neither threatening nor welcoming; rather, he was simply another lost soul.

“Who are you?” you demanded, the tremor in your voice betraying your fear.

“I’m just passing through,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “This attic… it’s peaceful.”

You felt an unexpected wave of empathy wash over you as you observed the strangeness of the situation. Was he a runaway? A drifter seeking shelter? When he looked at you, there was a glimpse of vulnerability behind the wildness of his eyes.

“I don’t want to disturb you,” you said, softening your tone. “But you can't stay here. This is my home now.”

The squatter nodded slowly, full of resignation. “I know. I never meant to intrude. I just needed a place to be… just for a while.”

For a brief moment, you both stood in silence, the weight of your circumstances hanging in the air. The tension melted into an unspoken understanding.

An Unexpected Decision

Instead of forcing him out, you found yourself offering an unexpected choice. “What if I help you find somewhere else? You shouldn’t be hiding.”

He looked surprised, as if your kindness was a foreign concept. “You would do that?”

“I would,” you replied firmly. “But only if you promise me you won’t come back here without asking.”

Relief washed over his face as he nodded, “I promise. I’m sorry for any trouble.”

As the dawn approached, illuminating the attic with soft golden light, TrapAgod—his name felt fitting—packed his meager belongings. Together, you descended from the attic, leaving behind the secrets and shadows of the night.

In the following weeks, as you settled into your home, you often thought of TrapAgod. His presence had been unsettling, yet witnessing his vulnerability reminded you that everyone had a story to tell, even if it led them to hide in the shadows.

In helping him escape that lonely existence, you found a sense of peace within yourself too.

Conclusion

The experience transformed your understanding of the attic and the very idea of home. It became a sanctuary once more—not just for you, but for stories and lives intersecting in unexpected ways. Though the secret squatter had left, the memory of your encounter lingered, reminding you of the importance of compassion, understanding, and making space for all who wandered through the chapters of your life.

Binging this comic. But they pulled a game of thrones here.

...no idea how WAU enjoyers are regarded in the Fables fandom, but I come in peace!

In spirit of the 2023 anti-Corpo "Do what you like with it." from Willingham, I've been toying with some stuff (mostly for D&D NPC building), but I want to make sure I'm getting details correct in what ways I can.

So I have a couple questions regarding Bigby's lycanthropy. I've only been surfing the wikia and some people's screenshots of panels, and I could try digging thru Internet Archive's PDFs, but I'd rather ask y'all first.

1: Did a weakness to silver ever apply to Bigby before getting hit with lycanthropy (is that a thing we even know)? It doesn't make any sense to me that it would unless his mother's species also has that weakness, I'm just curious if there -is- an answer.

2: Does Bigby suffer from the whole 'full moon' thing in common lycanthropy mythos? Or is it more like the "people who fight it still turn on the full moon/people who give into the curse can do it at will"? Do -neither- of these things apply because of what he -is-?
The rules are already blurry on his lycanthropy I understand, and at the moment I file it under Bigby is a mishmash chimera with one half being deity tier entity that just doesn't have to adhere to rules because pillar of creation level shit, so definitely a demigod by that definition (at -least-).
I'm just digging for details if they're there.

Thank you!

So I was trying to explain the grims brothers story’s of disneys princess to my boyfriend and remembered this story I came across that was about a grandmother who took in the infant granddaughter after the parents died, well no one had seen the granddaughter and come to find out the baby had been dead for a while and had buttons sewn on its eyes or something similar

-Will now be a comic format.

-realistic/telltale style will be ditched for a Bruce Timm Btas/Batman Beyond style.

More to come soon.

Hey yall I am super interested in starting my journey to collecting the series . Anybody have a complete list of all the books including spinoffs and standalone in the most basic format. Thank you very much in advance !!!

I just got the compendiums, and I think some of the content found in the single issues was not included. Like the story of bigsby meeting snow white in the homeland, which I think was part of issues 1 or 2.

You guys know anything about that?

I've recently gotten my hands on the first issue of Jack of Fables (2006), which follows Jack Horner, assuming the name Jack Candle, wreaking havoc trough 1883's America. Bigby is sent by Ichabod Crane to investigate, and ends up taking Jack into Golden Boughs. It is here he falls in love with....ALL three Page sisters, and the story of "Turning Pages" continues.

Once i finished it, i vowed to get my hands on more of this comic book until TWAU 2 comes out. And, to that extent, realizing Jack had mad drip in 1883, re-created him using mods in Red Dead Redemption II.

The Cover of Jack of Fables #22 (2006)

Jack Candle

Jack bargaining with a very angry Bigby

Think i got it close?

Bigby was the runt of his litter. I understand he vowed to eat something bigger each day to grow larger and stronger.

What I’m curious about is, did he grow to be the size he is solely because of how many people he ate in the homelands? Or is that just the size he was going to be anyway? And if there’s a certain issue that acknowledges this I’d appreciate knowing which one(s). It’s been years since I read the comics.

https://youtu.be/zPKOhf2tjtU?si=mUJqqQsX7XjzRLw1

Even tho she talks about the game, it also talks about the comics but not in a good way. Y'all think she's right or she's bashing the comics a little too much?

Hey All,

You guys think we’ll be getting additional compendiums with the release of Deluxe Edition 16, Jack of Fables, Cinderella, etc?