RedMenaceH 🔞
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A firm believer in the George Lucas school of writing. Stitch together a periodic table worth of ideas and go from there (34 - he/they). DA: https://tinyurl.com/mry4z4pb Ao3: https://tinyurl.com/2uj7sn8f Tumblr: https://tinyurl.com/6ccc6skb
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Doing a celebratory thing over on DevianrtArt for hitting a milestone (twenty-five posts). You comment with a prompt on the post and I pick one or more to write.

You leave 'em, I pick 'em, I write a fanfic based on 'em.
Celebration Post for Reaching 25 Deviations (Open) by RedMenaceH on DeviantArt
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Doing a celebratory thing over on DevianrtArt for hitting a milestone (twenty-five posts). You comment with a prompt on the post and I pick one or more to write.

You leave 'em, I pick 'em, I write a fanfic based on 'em.
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Snippets and previews of stuff I've either finished at this point or in the middle of writing.

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#doctorwho #fanfiction #weightgain #WIP #Preview #Incomplete
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Sometimes you go out with a bang. Sometimes you go out with a whimper. For the Doctor and Yasmin Khan it'll be both.

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#doctorwho #inflation #bodyhorror #vampires
Doctor Who – A Bloody End – (Body Horror, Inflation, Blood) – Preview – 14/?

Summary: Sometimes you go out with a bang. Sometimes you go out with a whimper. For the Doctor and Yasmin Khan it'll be both. 

It was a game to play before the final feast. The fear and arousal, none could explain, gifted the flesh and blood of their prey an enriched flavour and potency. The difference was always obvious but impossible to describe, there were no words vampire kind could use to convey the change it brought. 

The feeling was obvious, however.

Of the nights like this that went on and on and on, gifted to them by the most ancient and forgotten of their kind, the star of their world engineered to absorb not emit light, the coven celebrated Ie who had done the deed and brought back together the pair now the reason for this feast.

Yaz had been the prey, having escaped into the deepest and half-remembered depths of the castle where time and space grew wonky and broken, which was as much as Ie understood it. Ie wasn't a thinker among the coven, she was tracker, the wolf who stalked the prey and brought it back for the rest to play with and feast on.

Ie had spent that time watching Yaz from the shadows for perhaps a week, perhaps a day, perhaps a month, maybe less, maybe longer, before capturing her with ease.

All the time spent wandering and hiding, lost and alone, ended in a flash for Yasmin Khan who could do nothing but flail weakly against the inevitable.
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Snippets and previews of stuff I've either finished at this point or in the middle of writing.

DeviantArt: tinyurl.com/4ey3txx5
Tumblr: tinyurl.com/4a5tthy8
Ao3: tinyurl.com/mr7ece6z

#doctorwho #fanfiction #weightgain #WIP #Preview #Incomplete
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Doing a celebratory thing over on DevianrtArt for hitting a milestone (twenty-five posts). You comment with a prompt on the post and I pick one or more to write.

You leave 'em, I pick 'em, I write a fanfic based on 'em.
Celebration Post for Reaching 25 Deviations (Open) by RedMenaceH on DeviantArt
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Another oldie I wrote and posted back in 2020.

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#doctorwho #cybermen #bodyhorror
If you were going to describe the smell, the stench, of the place, it would be unpleasant and sickly, ill-defined and putrid to an insane degree, always catching at the back of throat and no matter where you might go, no matter how much the ventilation system tried to scrub as much of it out of the air, it hung thickly and drenched itself into everything. Clean clothes? Soft to the skin? The stench clung to it with an impossibly tight grip. People would grow used to it. Spend years there and anyone could claim “Don’t worry. You’ll get used to it” but very few would spend enough time there to say so truthly. Reassignments came and went as quickly as the applications were submitted. Anywhere but Here had become the name for outward bound paperwork of that nature, no one wanted this, no one could stand breath rising from the depths of Reclamation Centre C, lost to the underworld of Dartmoor’s roaming hills as the sore thumb in the history of lost prosperity. Sayonara to the white heat of technology and hello to budget cuts, outsourcing and privatisation.

To stare upon the face of the Cybermen should induce a clawing fear, the urge to run and hope that, if they caught you, the process would be quick and painless. This unit, dumped onto a reinforced trolley meant for coffins, laid stupidly, limbs hanging off from the edge, armour coated in muk, mold, rust and dents. It’s once pristine body reduced to a glorified mannequin, piping missing from one side of its head, now twisted back to what might have been a painful degree when it happened but now just lifeless. If it were active and capable of feeling anything, even a smidgen of its old humanity, it would be the lack of dignity. To end up here, buried beneath decades of invasions and schemes to end without success and abandoned, was a searing nightmare of unending wakefulness.
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Curious about what characters you can use in a prompt?

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Doing a celebratory thing over on DevianrtArt for hitting a milestone (twenty-five posts). You comment with a prompt on the post and I pick one or more to write.

You leave 'em, I pick 'em, I write a fanfic based on 'em.
Celebration Post for Reaching 25 Deviations (Open) by RedMenaceH on DeviantArt
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This is such a fun thing RedMenaceH is doing!

And they've written far more than me!

Please check the link for their little celebration, and leave a prompt for a nice selection of characters.

Heck, share the post around, spread the love!
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Doing a celebratory thing over on DevianrtArt for hitting a milestone (twenty-five posts). You comment with a prompt on the post and I pick one or more to write.

You leave 'em, I pick 'em, I write a fanfic based on 'em.
Celebration Post for Reaching 25 Deviations (Open) by RedMenaceH on DeviantArt
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Awwwww! Thank you for sharing the post!
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Doing a celebratory thing over on DevianrtArt for hitting a milestone (twenty-five posts). You comment with a prompt on the post and I pick one or more to write.

You leave 'em, I pick 'em, I write a fanfic based on 'em.
Celebration Post for Reaching 25 Deviations (Open) by RedMenaceH on DeviantArt
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Reposted by RedMenaceH 🔞
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This is an oldie but a goodie I wrote and posted years ago (2020) on Ao3. Decided to post it to DA and Tumblr today.

It's a Doctor Who - Metroid crossover.

DeviantArt: tinyurl.com/jnw78sjh
Tumblr: tinyurl.com/yc5r4j9x
Ao3: tinyurl.com/56w227jr

#doctorwho #metroid #fanfiction #crossover
Doctor Who - Metroid

The intermittent beep seeped its way into the dream she shouldn’t have been having. Echoing through caves on a planet which no longer existed. Catching the attention of an explorer who might’ve been. “Grey Voice?” She found herself asking with the wistfulness of exhaustion, barely above a whisper. “Old Bird?”

“Um, it’s the Doctor, unfortunately.”

That’s how the dream ended, kicked away with a rush of instincts and training, getting her head straight and body alert. No more caves. No more solitude. Why was it so bright? Why was there a beeping? Why was there a doctor? What happened? Destination. Space Pirates. Damage. Crash. Injured. Dying. Beacon. Cryosleep. Beacon? Beacon! Head cluttered, hand raised grabbing onto the doctor’s wrist, vision clearing and making out a head of jaw-length blonde hair, pierced left ear and a smile, animated even as it held itself in place. Why were they smiling? They were being attacked by a galactic bounty hunter? How would anyone stay smiling with a cast iron grip threatening to break their wrist?

“It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m not here to hurt you. It’s okay. I’m the Doctor. Found your ship,” she began, without a hint of registering the hold on her wrist. “Caught onto your beacon, in fact, lucky that. Might’ve missed you entirely if we hadn’t stopped off for repairs. It’s okay. Now-” she raised her free hand, showing it to be completely bare besides the looseness of her silver coat’s sleeve, dropping down to reveal a lanky arm “-you’ve got nothin’ to worry about with these fiddly digits, but if it’s fine with you, I’ll step right back to give you room and we can start fresh and proper. Okay?”

There was something almost comical to that. The smile. The offer. The pleasantness. The room. Medical bay. She was in a medical bay. Nothing fancy, but letting herself stare past her captor/host told her enough. That would explain its brightness. Artificial. Lowlight. Ship. Visor. Where were they when she needed them most?
redmenaceh.bsky.social
Doing a celebratory thing over on DevianrtArt for hitting a milestone (twenty-five posts). You comment with a prompt on the post and I pick one or more to write.

You leave 'em, I pick 'em, I write a fanfic based on 'em.
Celebration Post for Reaching 25 Deviations (Open) by RedMenaceH on DeviantArt
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Reposted by RedMenaceH 🔞
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Five more Doctor Who fanfics compiled into an easy to navigate PDF for people to download and read at their offline leisure.

Fanfics based on prompts will be posted as a separate PDF.

Fat to Fit to Fatter to when finished will get its own PDF.

DeviantArt: tinyurl.com/mrxu4stu
Doctor Who – Compilation – 6.1 to 13

Page 2 – Fat to Fit to Fatter to – Chapter 1 (WG, Slob) – 6.1/13
Page 29 – It's Going to Stop (Fatal Bursting) – 8.5/13
page 32 – Small Tweak, Fat Surprise for Two (WG) – 11/13
Page 39 – Broken In (Maids, Mind Manipulation) – 12/13
Page 56 – Tipsy (Inflation, Maids) – 13/13

Summaries:
6.1/13: The Doctor and Yaz haven’t been quite the same since the Kaloraians held a feast in their honour. They’ve gotten out of shape. They’ve picked up a few bad eating habits. They’ve gotten F-A-T fat.

Might spending a few weeks at one of the universe’s premier fitness, health and well-being retreats be the answer to their problems?

Fat chance.

8.5/13: The Rani’s research into breeding slime capable of absorbing and storing ambient energy is going to have explosive results. For her. 

11/13: Interest is due on the Rani’s gargantuan debt and only the Master is around to pay the price with her own waistline. 

12/13: Berakka Dogbolter knows how to break in staff good and hard, especially when she can humiliate and dominate them in the process. 

13/13: Berakka Dogbolter invites the Doctor to a private meal, just the two of them, no one else, no schemes, no foul intentions, no misdirections, all for a simple little catch-up. Nothing else.

So Berakka Dogbolter claims.
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🎨 by @sapphicbump.bsky.social

Crash Course lead me to commissioning the very wonderful and talented SapphicBump for artwork based on the team-up/crossover a few years ago.
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This is an oldie but a goodie I wrote and posted years ago (2020) on Ao3. Decided to post it to DA and Tumblr today.

It's a Doctor Who - Metroid crossover.

DeviantArt: tinyurl.com/jnw78sjh
Tumblr: tinyurl.com/yc5r4j9x
Ao3: tinyurl.com/56w227jr

#doctorwho #metroid #fanfiction #crossover
Doctor Who - Metroid

The intermittent beep seeped its way into the dream she shouldn’t have been having. Echoing through caves on a planet which no longer existed. Catching the attention of an explorer who might’ve been. “Grey Voice?” She found herself asking with the wistfulness of exhaustion, barely above a whisper. “Old Bird?”

“Um, it’s the Doctor, unfortunately.”

That’s how the dream ended, kicked away with a rush of instincts and training, getting her head straight and body alert. No more caves. No more solitude. Why was it so bright? Why was there a beeping? Why was there a doctor? What happened? Destination. Space Pirates. Damage. Crash. Injured. Dying. Beacon. Cryosleep. Beacon? Beacon! Head cluttered, hand raised grabbing onto the doctor’s wrist, vision clearing and making out a head of jaw-length blonde hair, pierced left ear and a smile, animated even as it held itself in place. Why were they smiling? They were being attacked by a galactic bounty hunter? How would anyone stay smiling with a cast iron grip threatening to break their wrist?

“It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m not here to hurt you. It’s okay. I’m the Doctor. Found your ship,” she began, without a hint of registering the hold on her wrist. “Caught onto your beacon, in fact, lucky that. Might’ve missed you entirely if we hadn’t stopped off for repairs. It’s okay. Now-” she raised her free hand, showing it to be completely bare besides the looseness of her silver coat’s sleeve, dropping down to reveal a lanky arm “-you’ve got nothin’ to worry about with these fiddly digits, but if it’s fine with you, I’ll step right back to give you room and we can start fresh and proper. Okay?”

There was something almost comical to that. The smile. The offer. The pleasantness. The room. Medical bay. She was in a medical bay. Nothing fancy, but letting herself stare past her captor/host told her enough. That would explain its brightness. Artificial. Lowlight. Ship. Visor. Where were they when she needed them most?
redmenaceh.bsky.social
Five more Doctor Who fanfics compiled into an easy to navigate PDF for people to download and read at their offline leisure.

Fanfics based on prompts will be posted as a separate PDF.

Fat to Fit to Fatter to when finished will get its own PDF.

DeviantArt: tinyurl.com/mrxu4stu
Doctor Who – Compilation – 6.1 to 13

Page 2 – Fat to Fit to Fatter to – Chapter 1 (WG, Slob) – 6.1/13
Page 29 – It's Going to Stop (Fatal Bursting) – 8.5/13
page 32 – Small Tweak, Fat Surprise for Two (WG) – 11/13
Page 39 – Broken In (Maids, Mind Manipulation) – 12/13
Page 56 – Tipsy (Inflation, Maids) – 13/13

Summaries:
6.1/13: The Doctor and Yaz haven’t been quite the same since the Kaloraians held a feast in their honour. They’ve gotten out of shape. They’ve picked up a few bad eating habits. They’ve gotten F-A-T fat.

Might spending a few weeks at one of the universe’s premier fitness, health and well-being retreats be the answer to their problems?

Fat chance.

8.5/13: The Rani’s research into breeding slime capable of absorbing and storing ambient energy is going to have explosive results. For her. 

11/13: Interest is due on the Rani’s gargantuan debt and only the Master is around to pay the price with her own waistline. 

12/13: Berakka Dogbolter knows how to break in staff good and hard, especially when she can humiliate and dominate them in the process. 

13/13: Berakka Dogbolter invites the Doctor to a private meal, just the two of them, no one else, no schemes, no foul intentions, no misdirections, all for a simple little catch-up. Nothing else.

So Berakka Dogbolter claims.