Just a few random Polymorph/True Polymorph HCs with (post-campaign) Scanlan, 'cause why not?
Sometimes Scanlan will just polymorph into a cat so he can roam the busy streets in peace without anyone stopping him to have a chat (whether he's disguised or not). It's also a pretty neat way to listen in on certain conversations and get some useful info.
Scanlan still polymorphs himself into a Triceratops when sparring with Grog. But the older his buddy gets, the more he has to hold himself back so he doesn't do any severe damage on him. When they're done tho', Scanlan will carry Grog back home (either on his back while he'd still a Triceratops, or with Bigby's hand) after all the times Grog has carried him, Pike, their kids, their friends, and their friends' kids throughout these years.
I do love the idea of the few times Keyleth and Scanlan get to hang out, sure, they do talk a bit about the things they've been doing as of late and try not to think about how the two of them- along with Pike- will outlive their friends, and then Keyleth outliving Scanlan and Pike sooner or later as well, but they more often than not just hang out as whatever animal they feel like that day and enjoy some silence together. Maybe they'll be some type of bird(s) and fly around, or some horses or cows running about or relaxing in the fields, and so on.
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🦴🕊️🩸 21yo transmasc writer seeking other 19+ writers for a canon x canon roleplay to take place over Discord. I'm only interested in writing as and with masc-presenting characters (cis, trans, nb), and while I favour dark themes, I can write comfortably in most settings.
I have a few specific fandoms I'm interested in writing for -- I'll list my preferred character in bold, and the characters I'm dead keen to write get a star next to them.
★ Nux x Max Rockatansky or Immortan Joe (Mad Max: Fury Road).
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Clever Hans or Woody x Bigby Wolf (The Wolf Among Us).
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Hello again,
It's the anon who asked for the comfort fic with Bigby. I wanted to say that I absolutely loved it and it made me feel much, much better. Thank you.
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tish, bigby, & maia v. || hello, i love you
@thebigbadwolfsheriff, @maiavolkova
After a rocky start in her search for decorations, the rest of the party had come together smoothly. Addams' manor was decked out in tasteful purple and black, with people spilling out the front and back doors. They'd invited everyone, of course, whether they knew Sally directly or not, and she suspected plenty of people just showed up to have a look at the house and its rather strange occupants. For once, Morticia’s characteristic black dress didn't stand out in a crowd and, for once, she didn't mind. This was Sally's night. Now, if she could only get that wayward skeleton to see things her way. She watched the dancing and mingling from the sidelines, sipping from a cocktail that was smoking faintly. "I hope you're enjoying yourself?" she inquired when someone drifted close enough to talk.
Bigby isn’t sure why he was here. Maybe to ensure that nothing got too wild and being able to be the party ruiner at some point in the evening. Maybe he did not want to go to the Jolly Roger again and start being seen as a regular there. Regular means getting to know him or at least where Ariel and Hercules are concern. He was pretty sure Hook could care less whether he was there all the time or not. Either way, he was at this party- a birthday no less- and was counting down the minutes before he made his way out when someone approached him. “It’s fine” He said roughly, taking a sip of his drink, “The decorations are not tacky like some others I’ve seen.” Hell, even the drinks were pretty good. Maybe that is why he has stayed for so long.
She arched an eyebrow at the word fine. If she were a different sort of person, she would have taken that as a criticism, but Morticia would be the first to admit that the Addams' way of doing things didn't work for everyone. Thank Hecate for that. "Thank you." She hummed skeptically. It sounded a bit more like a compliment. "They did give me some trouble at first. Do you know the birthday girl?"
Bigby nodded as if to say welcome and took another sip of his drink. “The drinks are really good” He mumbled, “Oh. I know her from work. Sort of.” He made a wave with his hand, “I work at the police station and I do come by the funeral place when someone might have passed on…” He rather not let a stranger know that he typically tries to make sure those that don’t have family or next of kin to make funeral arrangements have at least something go on for them. He barely enjoyed letting those that work in the funeral home know. Pretty sure he has only said like five words to Sally, besides giving her a nod and moving on. “It’s business work.”
She nodded her agreement as she sipped her drink. "How dreadful." She said it with approval, the way other people would say how nice. She found Sally's workplace one of the more soothing spots in Fableton. "Business, of course," she echoed, looking faintly amused. If that was all it was, she didn't know why it needed clarifying.
Bigby paused, not sure how else to respond to the comments. He knew that he basically gave a half assed excuse. Why he couldn’t understand. Maybe not wanting people to know he cares? Whatever. “Yeah, so” He cleared his throat, “Guess I should introduce myself. The name’s Bigby. Bigby Wolf, by the way.” He stuck his hand out, determined to be somewhat polite to the woman in front of him.
Morticia couldn't always tell the difference between her making someone uncomfortable and them being naturally awkward, so she decided to ignore it. She hummed in interest as she slipped her fingers into his. "I believe I've met a few Wolves. Morticia Addams."
Bigby froze for a moment, blinking, “A few Wolfs? Or are you meaning the animal?” She had to have been. Giving her hand a small shake, he dropped it. “Nice to meet you, Morticia Addams. Is this your house?”
"Something like that." She recalled a few werewolves in Halloweentown. They weren't close, but she did admire people who gave in to their animal sides. "Yes. Mine and my husband's. And I suppose the children are around somewhere. Perhaps playing in the cemetery." She waved a careless hand. The older two didn't require a lot of supervision.
“Yeah. Alright then.” So it wasn’t any of his family. Bigby doubted any of them would actually be around or even talk about him anyways. It wasn’t like he got along with any of them. “The cemetery?” He blinked, “I wasn’t aware that people go there to play.” Hopefully that didn’t mean they were vandalizing in the cemetery. That would be a bit annoying for him to become a cop here.
"They've always been spirited." She and Gomez encouraged the children to be independent, and she personally found cemeteries stimulating. "Are you a family man, Mr. Wolf?"
“Right.” Bigby is already feeling a headache forming, pretty sure that he will need to swing by the cemetery just to make sure no vandalism was happening. “A family man?” He looked away, “I am not married or have kids. So not really…” That isn’t to say he never wanted a family. But he doubted there was anyone that would want one with him so there wasn’t a point to truly think about it.
"Are those things you want?" If she noticed his discomfort, she was ignoring it for now. She was naturally nosy and also a meddler, or maybe she was just making idle conversation.
Bigby heavily sighed, looking at the woman and weighing his options of honestly answering or just brushing it off. “Perhaps” He answered vaguely, with a shrug, “But that is stuff that kind requires a partner of sorts, you know.”
"And what kind of partner would you prefer?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Morticia loved few things more than playing matchmaker, and she knew almost everyone at this party. It was the perfect opportunity.
“I don’t know” The response was automatic, as Bigby made a face, mostly to mentally chastise himself on why he was still talking about this. “I guess someone that doesn’t put up with my shit, or something. Someone smart. Fun. Isn’t that what you are suppose to say?”
"Supposed to has little to do with love," she observed, arching an eyebrow. Still, someone who could tolerate this brooding man who was also fun and smart was something to work with. She surveyed the partygoers with a critical eye, and then gave his elbow a tug. "Come. There is someone I'd like to introduce you to." She said it like she was used to getting people to do what she wanted, like it hadn't even crossed her mind that he might refuse. Probably because Gomez never did. He’d spoiled her into letting her get her way all the time. Or maybe she’d always been like that.
“I don’t know love” Bigby mumbled but he wasn’t sure if Morticia actually heard him or probably was choosing to ignore him. Knowing the women that are in his life so far, mainly Marian and Ariel, it was probably the latter. “What?” He asked flatly allowing the woman to drag him to meet whoever it was that she wanted him to meet. It probably would be a quick meeting anyways before he can go slip from the back and go checkup on the graveyard.
"You don't, until you do. Isn't that always how it works?" she mused. She'd loved Gomez at first sight, and vice versa. She couldn't really imagine it going another way. She ignored his question since it didn't interest her and he was already doing what she wanted. She dropped his arm when they approached a lovely girl who’d arrived with Calcifer but didn’t seem to be with them. Tish had only just met her that night, but she had a feeling the girl could handle anything Bigby might throw at her. "Maia, ma petite chérie. I'd like you to meet Mr. Wolf."
Maia turned at the sound of her voice, smiling broadly at the sight of Morticia. She hadn’t expected to wind up enjoying the evening as much as she was, having been dragged by Calcifer, much to her amusement. It seemed she was beginning a habit of picking up peculiar and wonderful people in her life. “Hello, Morticia,” she turned her attention to the man that their host had dragged over to her. “Mr. Wolf?” She smirked lightly, thinking the name was a perfect fit for the man in front of her, a little gruff looking but gorgeous to look at with bits of danger lurking. Now this, she could find interesting. She held her hand out, “Is there a first name to go with that?”
Bigby didn’t respond to Morticia’s comment, surprised that she even responded to his question. But then again he was starting to realize that he might never understand the woman that was now dragging him to meet someone. Looking at the rather short woman that was in front of him, he can admit that she was definitely attractive. Glancing at her hand, he let out a snort, and grabbed her, “It’s Bigby. Just Bigby.” He rather hated the Wolf part. Dropping her hand, he shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants, glancing between Morticia and then back to, Maia, he is pretty sure is her name. “So how do you know Sally?” He asked gruffly.
As soon as Maia spoke, Morticia knew she'd made the right choice. The girl had spirit, and Bigby clearly needed someone with spirit. She smirked to herself before her gaze drifted off to the rest of the party. "Oh, I really must go say hello to the twins. Enjoy the rest of the party." She gave them a final smile and vanished into the crowd. They could take it from there. There was only so much she could do, after all.
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