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Ryan Sinclair is aroace. No, I wont take constructive criticism.
Look at you, with your eyes. Your never-giving-up. Your anger. Your kindness. And one day, the memory of that will hurt so much that I won’t be able to breathe.
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all i'm saying is that yaz's "are you insecure" line was gay on gay violence
“You love her, don’t you?”
Just a short Thasmin coda for Revolution of the Daleks, don’t mind me.
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“You love her, don’t you?” Jack asks out of nowhere, and Yaz stops dead in her tracks.
“What? I- no, I… what gave you that impression?”
He gives her a hard glare, but sighs and relents. “I’ve seen it before. I know what people look like when they’re in love with the Doctor.”
He starts walking again, and Yaz has to hurry to keep up. “People have dated the Doctor?”
Jack snorts. “I don’t think ‘dated’ is the right word, but sure. First Rose, and that broke him when she left. And Martha had a pretty big crush, but she’s married to Mickey now. Not to mention River, obviously.”
“River?”
“River Song, the Doctor’s wife.” He grins at her shocked expression, winking at her and adding, “Loving that jealous look on you, Yaz! Don’t worry, it’s an open relationship.”
“Oh,” is all she can manage, and they carry on walking in silence.
Japan is nice, Yaz decides. It’s a quiet evening, not another soul in sight, and it is the perfect temperature for an evening stroll; warm, but not hot, a cool breeze blowing gently past. If she lets her mind wander, she can imagine strolling down this street in different circumstances - not on a mission to stop some of the deadliest creatures in the universe, but on a date instead. She wonders if the Doctor would enjoy that, but quickly shakes the thought from her mind.
“It’ll never happen,” she volunteers, hoping to fill the silence. “It’s just a silly crush, that’s all.”
Jack doesn’t say anything for a minute or so, the only sound being the peaceful rustling of leaves and their footsteps.
“She’s scared,” he declares. “It’s hard - being immortal. You know that everyone you get close to leaves eventually, so she thinks it’s better not to get too attached.”
“That’s a horrible way to live,” Yaz murmurs.
“She’s lost so many people, Yaz. She just keeps running in the opposite direction, never looking back and never stopping moving so that she doesn’t drown in grief.”
They look up at the size of the building they arrive at in tandem, taking in its monstrous size.
“You’ve just gotta convince her that you are worth the pain of losing,” Jack finishes, looking down at her. “Now come on, let’s go defeat some daleks, Yasmin Khan.”
"The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness." - Vladimir Nabokov
Summary:
A normal trip is transformed into a nightmare when the TARDIS takes off without them, but Yaz knows that everything will turn out fine. The Doctor will come back for them... right?
Length: 21,138 words.
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Above An Abyss
an angsty thasmin fic with lots of hurt/comfort <3
THE CRADLE
There is a moment of calm, and then the alarms start to go off.
“No,” the Doctor begs, racing around the console. “No, no, don’t do this-”
An alarming crunch echoes through the TARDIS. Yaz clings onto one of the pillars, sensing that they are about to have one of the Doctor’s classic crash landings.
“Doctor?” Dan asks, looking around nervously. “Everything alright?”
She yanks a lever down, rushing around to the other side of the console. “Just having some slight problems. It’s going to be fine. Well, it’s probably going to be fine. There’s at least a 40% chance that it will turn out fine.”
“I don’t like those odds,” Dan mutters, copying Yaz and finding something sturdy to hang onto.
“Okay, I’m going to manually land her!” the Doctor announces. “Hang on tight, it might get a bit bumpy!”
“All your driving is bumpy,” Yaz counters.
Dan snorts. “She’s worse than me mum.”
The Doctor doesn’t respond, but it’s hard to tell whether it’s because she didn’t hear them, or she is just ignoring their comments in favour of trying not to crash the TARDIS. “Here we go!”
There’s an ominous creaking sound and then the entire world tilts. Yaz has been on her fair share of dangerous TARDIS trips and is used to the Doctor’s questionable driving by now, but she can immediately tell that this is something different. Her hair starts floating up past her face as they fall, her stomach doing backflips like she’s on a rollercoaster, and then they hit the ground.
It takes Yaz a few seconds to open her eyes, groaning as she sits up. She reaches up to brush her hair out of her face only to find a wet patch on her scalp, and when she withdraws her hand she discovers it covered in blood. Wiping it on her pants, she uses the pillar to hoist herself to her feet. The world spins around her and she blinks, trying to clear her fuzzy vision, before taking a few shaky steps forward.
“Doctor?” she wheezes, looking around. “Dan?”
Smoke pours from the console and envelopes the room, making Yaz’s eyes water. She can barely see a foot in front of her face, but she knows that the exit should only be a few steps to her left, so she heads in that direction with one arm outstretched. When her palm finally hits wood, she fumbles for the handle and spills out onto the street outside.
Gulping in the clean air, Yaz attempts to rub the smoke out of her eyes. It takes her a minute or so to regain her vision, and that’s when she notices that she is not, in fact, in Sheffield.
Turning around, her mouth drops open in wonder as she sees the city sprawled out before her. Alien skyscrapers extend upwards as though they are trying to snatch the sun out of the sky. Buildings stretch out as far as the eye can see, twinkling like precious jewels in the light. From her vantage point on a pavement above the undercity, she can see buildings stacked on top of each other, strange vehicles that look like something out of a sci-fi novel whizzing by between them.
Yaz has seen many wonders on her travels across the universe, but the Doctor has always preferred natural paradises over man made areas. Over the years, Yaz has had the pleasure of seeing enough flowers to fill a garden the size of Earth and she has spent time in meadows and forests that look like illustrations out of a fairy tale, and she would never trade a single second of it for anything else. But, as much as the Doctor tends to avoid them, she also sees the beauty in cityscapes like these.
When she was twelve years old, Yaz had begged her parents to take them all to New York. Sonya had joined in, one of the few things they have ever agreed on, but the answer was always a firm no. In her dreams, she stood underneath the Empire State Building. She would stare up at it, seeing how the tip disappeared into the clouds, feeling a mixture of awe and insignificance.
This city that sprawls before her now may not be New York, but she still wishes Sonya was here to see it with her.
“Yaz?” Dan coughs from behind her. She spins around, smiling when she sees him.
“Isn’t it beautiful?” she says, gesturing at the landscape behind her.
He holds a hand up to shield his eyes from the sun, staring out at the endless, glittering mirage behind her. He lets out a low whistle, raising his eyebrows. “Pretty impressive, yeah.”
“Only a little bit better than Earth,” Yaz jokes.
“Only a little,” Dan smirks back.
“Are you both alright?” the Doctor asks, waving smoke out of her face. “That was a tad bumpier than I thought it would be…”
She trails off, frowning. Taking a few steps forwards, she squints out at the foreign city, before backing away quickly. “Come on, we’ve got to go.”
“What?” Yaz protests. “We only just got here.”
“Besides,” Dan adds, “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but the TARDIS is currently on fire.”
As if to prove his point, a wall of smoke pours out of the TARDIS doors as soon as the Doctor opens them.
She bites her lip, glancing between the TARDIS and the city behind them. “We can’t stay here. It’s not safe.”
“It’s also not safe to walk into a burning TARDIS,” Yaz points out.
“You don’t understand,” the Doctor says, and the unbridled fear in her voice is enough to stop Yaz from interrupting. “Not every planet is friendly, Yaz. And the Ancuts are one of the most dangerous and cruel races in the galaxy. Even the planet name, Aclite, roughly translates to 'abyss' in English."
Yaz hesitates at her words, but Dan, ever the optimist, tries to come up with a solution. “Well, we can’t exactly go back in the TARDIS while it’s on fire, can we. Does it put itself out or does one of us have to find a fire extinguisher or something?”
The Doctor rubs the back of her neck. “She can usually fix herself, but this damage is quite serious, so she might need some help…”
“Why don’t you try and fix her, Ms. Engineer, and then we can get somewhere a bit safer, yeah?” he suggests. “I’m sure we’ll be fine if we’re only here for ten minutes.”
The Doctor glances back between the TARDIS and them. Yaz can tell she wants to rush into the flames, so she gently nudges her shoulder.
“Go on,” she smiles. “It’s just like Dan says. We’ll sit right here and you’ll have everything sorted out in no time.”
“Okay,” the Doctor says, pulling her sonic screwdriver out of the inside pocket of her jacket and heading towards the TARDIS. She pauses in the doorway, turning back to them.
“Don’t wander off,” she instructs, that mad grin that Yaz loves so much on her face. “I’ll be back in five minutes.”
With that, she disappears into the smoke, the TARDIS doors slamming shut behind her.
Yaz does exactly as she promised to do, sitting down on the pavement with her legs crossed. The warm concrete that digs into her palms reminds her of hot lunchtimes spent lounging on the playground at primary school, and she closes her eyes and turns her face to the sun. She knows she should feel more worried than she currently does - especially when the Doctor seems to be so worried and they have no way of getting home - but she has been in plenty of dangerous situations, and this doesn’t feel like any of those
Dan takes a seat next to her, frowning at the state of her skull. “You alright? Looks like you bashed your head a bit when we landed.”
Yaz brings a hand up to where she had felt the blood before, but it has already started to dry. “It’s only a mild concussion, I think. Head wounds tend to bleed a lot, even if they aren’t serious.”
He nods, trusting her word. “You better tell me if it gets any worse, or-”
He’s interrupted by the unmistakable wheeze behind them. Both of them turn around, but there isn’t even enough time to stand up before the TARDIS fades out of existence, leaving only a patch of concrete where it had been standing moments before.
Yaz and Dan stare at the empty space for a moment, neither of them sure what to do, and then Yaz launches herself to her feet and takes a few tentative steps forwards.
“Where’d she go?” Dan exclaims, looking around as if he expects the Doctor to appear out of nowhere. To be honest, even a mad part of Yaz’s brain is hoping that the Doctor will jump out from behind a hedge, laughing at their panicked faces and promising to take them home.
“Doctor?” Yaz asks the air, but she already knows that she won’t get a response.
By the time they realise the Doctor isn’t coming back, the sun is starting to set behind the silhouettes of the skyscrapers. Two moons begin to rise behind them, basking the city in an eerie glow, and lights begin to flicker on in the buildings.
To begin with, Yaz is hopeful. It’s just the TARDIS malfunctioning, she tells herself. The Doctor will fix it and then she will come back for them in no time at all. But as the seconds turn into minutes and the minutes turn into hours, she realises that she’s holding onto a dream.
Dan’s face slowly begins to soften into the expression he gets right before he tries to convince Yaz to stop clinging onto her hopes and start facing reality. She saw it on his face a lot for the four years they spent in the 1900s, and to be honest, she’s starting to get sick of it.
“I know,” she says before he gets a chance to speak. “She’s not coming back, is she?”
“Probably not tonight,” Dan concedes, wincing. “But hopefully very soon. I don’t like our chances of staying here if it’s as dangerous as she says it is.”
Yaz sighs. It’s not the first time she’s been stranded on a planet, and she doubts it will be her last. Looking around, she can’t immediately see anywhere to shelter since they are on the outskirts of the city, so she gets to her feet and starts to assess the area.
Cracking his back, Dan gets up next to her. The entire city is spread out before them, a rabbit warren of technology and sound.
“It’s going to be dangerous,” Yaz warns.
Dan shrugs. “I eat danger for breakfast. Besides, I don’t see any other choice.”
“Then I guess we follow the yellow brick road.”
She holds her hand out, offering it to Dan. He takes it without hesitation, giving it a friendly squeeze.
“A city called Abyss,” she says. “Sounds like something from a fairy tale, doesn’t it?”
He laughs. “I s’pose it does. After you, Dorothy.”
Yaz takes a deep breath, forcing air into her lungs. They are stranded on a dangerous alien planet with nothing but the clothes on her back, but she can still feel electricity humming beneath her fingers. The city seems to call to her, beckoning her forwards.
“Here we go,” she mumbles, and they begin to walk.
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for the sake of clarification my headcanons for everyone in the sapphic companion poll:
nyssa - lesbian
tegan - lesbian
ace - bi
rose - demi (she wasn't there but shush)
clara - bi (literally canon)
bill - lesbian (literally canon)
yaz - lesbian (yeah)
This would have been better than what we got AND we could still have the master dancing to Rasputin scene
i'm still so disappointed that potd wasn't a bodyswap episode. think about it. think about it. the master turns on the machine. the machine suddenly stops and the doctor stumbles out. "everything is fine," she says. "the master's plan, it didn't work!" yaz believes this because her faith in the doctor is so absolute that she believes that the doctor would just magically not be affected by the master's plan. they fly off in the tardis together as the doctor smiles. the camera lingers on her smile for just a moment too long. over the next few scenes, as they deal with the cybermen or whatever, it becomes increasingly obvious that this is not the doctor. the things she says, the actions she takes, hell, even her simplest mannerisms aren't hers. and yaz realizes. they're the master's. his plan did work. he lied to her, and now she's in real danger. yaz having to defeat the master somehow while they wear the face of a person she adores, commandeering the tardis from them, and going back to the machine room. and there's the doctor, the real doctor, in the master's body. together they figure out how to reverse the effects and swap back again, but something went wrong. the forced regeneration was too much stress on the doctor's body, and now she's regenerating for real. as she realizes this, yaz looks at the doctor and realizes she will never truly be able to trust the her again because of how the master lied to her, and asks to be taken home.
just think about it. yaz having an actual reason to leave other than the doctor going "bye now!" giving thirteen a reason to regenerate that wasn't "hit by large, slow moving beam". not to mention that whittaker and dhawan playing each other's characters would be so fucking delicious. chibnall i will never forgive you for this absolute waste of an opportunity
the doctor would love the pikmin, i mean come on, a species that aren’t even an inch tall with a wide diversity of skills and colors? theyd have a field day, especially 11 he’s love the lil guys 🥺
Yaz just screamed to the Doctor with her eyes “I want to know what you’ve been through but not right now”
The doctor's fatal flaw is that they can't stop falling in love.
fallen inside the thasmin rabbit hole again :3
i think 13/river/yaz as like jack/john/ianto like 13 has relationships with both like jack whereas yaz is only into the doctor like ianto and river has a relationship with the doctor and just keeps calling yaz eye candy.