10 Works by Badwxlf
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Revivre; Sacrosanct by Badwxlf
Fandoms: Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game), Heirs Of Despair
13 Aug 2020
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Her head started to swim and her errant thoughts rushed to detonate against themselves, a hurricane of maimed fears and shredded incoherencies merging with Zulabar’s chaotic mental debris. It was far too much, and all in the span of less than a couple of seconds. D’s heartbeat thudded through her like a war drum, fierce and demanding, rivaled only by the harsh, rapid draw of her lungs.
Fuck, fuck—Veda was so close. What if D fucked up? What if she tried to kiss her?
AU of an AU: instead of leaning into Veda's touch during the events of Sacrosanct D panics, headbutting Veda and running away instead. The fic starts off much the same until that point, wherein it diverges.
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- Part 2 of Sanctified 'Verse
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Veda would smile a smile she’d only reserve for D, whisper D’s name in her ear. Giggle as she watched her shiver at the sound, heart racing as their breaths mingled between their parted lips.
“You’re lovely,” Veda would tell her, and she’d mean it. She really would. D would know, would see it in the fondness of her eyes, wholly unguarded. “No other blessing could ever compare,” she’d say.
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- Part 1 of Sanctified 'Verse
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 1,371
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 2
- Hits:
- 25
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Every little thing, every little touch he’d manage to sneak made Scout’s heart beat just the slightest bit faster, shot a little something giddy through his gut and up his chest. Thrills aside, sometimes just being next to the doctor lifted his mood enough to wanna mess around.
Scout couldn’t help but chase the feeling.
Or: Scout’s got it bad.
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No matter how hard she punched, no matter how strong, she still couldn’t rip that sickening smile off his face.
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Cold-blooded Creatures by Badwxlf
Fandoms: Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game), Heirs Of Despair
13 Jun 2020
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He watched her with that same annoying leer, that same victorious air, and never before had it stung as profoundly as it did then.
For a moment, for just a moment… She wanted him to have her.
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“Nine hundred years old. Nine hundred years of existence. And do you know what I’ve learnt?”
“What?”
“Everything comes and goes. ‘Nothing gold can stay,’ and you, Rose, shine the brightest, most beautiful gold I have ever seen.”
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A collection of drabbles (100-120 words), unrelated in plot unless otherwise indicated, and inspired by whatever ideas may come, whenever they come. Tags will be updated as necessary upon every new drabble addition.
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Rose gets sick and the Doctor gets worried.
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Prompts: honeyfuggle, flapdoodle, mugwump
The Doctor + his massive gob = living thesaurus.
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- Part 1 of Tumblr Prompts
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"Hey, Doctor, d'ya wanna kiss?" Rose asked, tone casual as she slumped against the console of the TARDIS.
The Doctor's head jerked up, confusion plastered on his face. "What?" he began, sonic screwdriver poised mid-tinker.
"I asked," she emphasized, voice hanging onto every syllable as if he were daft, "if you would like a kiss, Doctor?"