#the doctor x yaz

[satan-wishes-he-was-me]

i know everyone hates 13’s era and whatever (you’re wrong but that’s not the point here) but like i’m always saying i wanted more from them. cause like i love yaz so much ofc but i wanted more of ryan and the doctor one on one. show me them sharing one brain cell and getting captured all the time for an exasperated yaz and graham to come break them out. and more or graham and the doctor. show me more of the doctor accompanying graham on random chores when they’re home bc she doesn’t like being alone and her being enthralled by grocery shopping. and more dan omg. show me dan and the doctor getting to go on fun easy adventures and dan getting the full companion experience. and honestly more yaz too. more little “dates” they won’t admit are dates and moments together that aren’t colored by loss and battle. i’m never over 13’s era i loved it so much and i want so much more of them.

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[rosecoloredlu]

13 with this hair 🥹🫶🏻

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[thepunkmuppet]

please do reblog for wider reach and leave your opinions and justifications in the tags!!

wlw | het | mlm

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[andalus88]

Eh I actually don't like it when the Doctor and the Companion fall in love romantically. I do like throwback references though, especially if River.

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[korixae]

screaming she did not

#kill me dead i cantttt 😭😭 #ughh i love her sm #ik full well 13 regenerates next episode but if they don’t have love confessions and a kiss before then i’m going to #combust 😭🤚 #doctor who #thasmin #13th doctor #thirteenth doctor #yaz khan #yazmin khan #thirteen x yaz #13 x yaz #yaz x 13 #yaz x thirteen #yaz x the doctor #the doctor x yaz

[angstea]

take my eyes, take them aside (take my face and desecrate)

Fandom: Doctor Who

Ship: The Doctor/Yasmin Khan

Series/AU: lay my curses all to rest, make a mercy out of me (Masterpost will be made)

Summary: The aftermath of a forced regeneration. Yaz tries to comfort the Doctor while the Master begins to fall apart

AN: This AU was made with @queerestqueertoeverqueer

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The golden light dissipated and the Doctor was left curled up on the floor of the glass chamber. She flexed her fingers and felt the unfamiliar skin stretch across new bone and muscle that didn't belong. Her lungs seemed to protest every breath she took, as if they too knew they weren't hers.

The door creaked open and she looked up, unable to help the desperate sad smile.

"Yaz!" Her voice, rough and deep and wrong, cracked slightly as she rose onto her knees and reached for Yaz's hand.

Yaz pulled her hand away and asked "Doctor..?"

Hesitantly, like she wasn't sure that's who she was speaking to.

Why wasn't she sure?

"Yaz, please. It's me, I - I..." the words came out shakey and strained, she still couldn't breathe. Tears brimmed in her eyes. "He - he changed me, I'm wrong. Everyth - thing's wrong!"

Yaz dropped to the floor and gathered the Doctor in her arms, the Doctor clinging on tightly like Yaz was the only thing tethering her to this universe.

"It's alright. It's alright, Doctor." Yaz's voice was soft and comforting, her hands gentle as she wiped the tears from the Doctor's face and held her trembling form closely. She cupped the Doctor's cheek, gently tilting her head up so they could look at eachother.

"Yaz..." her voice broke again. She tried to continue further but the click of a well polished shoe against a well polished floor broke both from their trance.

Stepping from the adjacent glass chamber was a figure the Doctor knew all too well, but not from the outside. Her chest constricted further as the full reality crashed through her brain.

The Master grinned at her with her own stolen smile and she recoiled, curling into the safety of Yaz's arms. The arms held her tight as the Master stalked towards them.

He crouched before them, tilting his head to the side as he observed the Doctor with obvious amusement.

"Cowering behind your little human friend, Doctor? I expected better from you." he shook his head, letting out a laugh edging onto the wrong side of hysterical. "Oh, how the mighty fall."

He leaned in further, his nose almost brushing the Doctor's, and the Doctor only tried to burrow further into Yaz's embrace, all the fire and passion seemingly replaced by complete and utter fear. Yaz avoided the Master's gaze, unable to bear those eyes that once held galaxies now only bearing rage.

"Oh Doctor, don't you see? This is just the beginning.." the Master hissed under his breath. He let out another one of his strange broken laughs and leaned even further in. His forehead rested against the Doctor's and for the briefest moment, the two were frozen there.

The Master reeled back, looking into the Doctor's wide surprised eyes. He got to his feet and fled the room, presumably to his TARDIS.

"Come on. Back to the TARDIS." Yaz hauled the Doctor back to her feet and approached the blue box. The Doctor still looked hesitant.

"Yaz, I don't think I can stop him...I'm not sure I can be the Doctor right now-" her face scrunched up as she said the words, so reminiscent of her old expressions but unfamiliar on this face.

Yaz smiled softly at the Doctor. "You don't have to be. I'll fix it, you can be the Doctor later." She lifted the Doctor's chin to look into her eyes. "It'll be okay."

The Doctor's lips curled into a sad broken smile. Her eyes held the shattered remains of Yaz's Doctor. She was in there somewhere, Yaz just had to pick up the pieces.

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[boobsnotdudes]

“I wish this would go on forever”

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[jackmcspringheel]

Yaz Khan/13th Doctor/Rose Tyler Moodboard

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[xxfrizzyxx]

You know since Thasmin will probably end sadly even if they get together I’m just gonna do the Voltron thing and pretend it never happens and they live happily ever after and NO THAT DOESN’T MAKE IT BORING

#doctor who #dw #thasmin #13xyaz #13 x yaz #thirteenxyaz #thirteen x yaz #yaz x the doctor #the doctor x yaz #the doctorxyaz #yaz x thirteen #yaz x 13

[boebluewrites555]

Midnight snacks

(A soft Thasmin one-shot)

So I felt bad about all the angst in the last one and I also wanted to write something super soft and fluffy. So here we have my head cannon and the Doctor and Yaz’s midnight snack adventures. We have tea, we have jammy dodgers and we have fluff. Let me know what you think!

It was her thoughts that kept her up that night.

Thinking about the most recent adventures she had been on with team Tardis, how the Doctor had saved her yet again from an alien who was able to make earth quakes simply by touching the planets dirt, and how much she really, really loved the Doctors enthusiasm for life. Yaz could honestly swear that she glowed with it sometimes. It was like watching the earth from a-far at nighttime. A million twinkling lights all rolled up into one extremely hyperactive time lord that Yaz had to admit, was also entirely adorable.

She made her feel things she probably shouldn’t feel simply by looking her way, and whenever she did, Yaz found that she couldn’t quiet control herself. The butterflies that buzzed around in her stomach, her heart beating a million times faster than was generally considered normal for a human, and the horribly awkward avoidances of meeting the Doctors gaze whenever she looked at her with that amazingly bright smile.

They where all tell-tale signs of Yaz’s extremely large crush on the time-lord. Signs that she hoped the Doctor hadn’t been able to pick up on yet.

When Yaz found that despite her tossing and turning, she still couldn’t seam to get any sleep at all, she decided to get up to find something to do.

As she walked down the well-lit halls of the Tardis in her fluffy winter pj’s, she smiled at the sense of safety the familiar environment gave her. The shades of blue and orange and the faint sound of the spaceship brimming with life all felt like home to Yaz now. Even more so than her parent place back in Sheffield.

Yaz yawned and rubbed at her eyes as she found herself arriving at the console room of the Tardis. Thinking that her feet must have taken her their without her own cognition of it, she was about to turn back and head to the kitchen instead, when a voice made her jump and turn around.

“Yaz! Your up late. Everything ok?”

The Doctor, sitting in her usual swing-seat under the Tardis floor, pulled her tinkering googles away from her eyes and looked at Yaz with concern. Yaz froze for a moment, the thought of the Doctor being concerned for her causing those feelings to stir within her once again.

“I couldn’t sleep.” She managed to say as she walked closer to the time lord and watched as she put her tools away and climbed out of the space.

“Nightmare? I hope it wasn’t. their never fun at all. She began to ramble, scrunching her face up in a way that Yaz couldn’t help but to think was cute.

“Oh no I’m fine. Just a bit of insomnia.” She replied.

The Doctor hummed.

“Well, I have just the thing than!” She announced with a finger in the air.

Yaz raised a brow in question. “Oh?” She asked, and the Doctor grinned.

“What do you say, fancy a jammy dodger and some tea?”

Yaz couldn’t help but to laugh at that, wondering how the Doctor could possibly think that a sugar rush would help her get to sleep, but she agreed anyway, not wanting to disappoint the excited alien.

“Sure, sounds great.” She said.

The Doctor grinned excitedly as she gently took a hold of Yaz’s hand and lead them in a half-walk-half-run through the Tardis halls until they found the kitchen.

Yaz tried to hide how much it had affected her, holding the Doctors hand, as she pulled herself up into a sitting position on the kitchen bench.

“How many sugars Yaz?” The Doctor asked as she got to preparing their tea.

“Umm just one please.” She replied, causing the Doctor to grimace.

“One? Are you sure that’s enough? I have plenty to go around!” The Doctor pointed out.

Yaz laughed as she watched the Doctor dump spoonful upon spoonful of the sticky substance into her own cup.

“I’m ok thanks.” She replied, unable to hide her smile when the Doctor was being so cute.

“What’s with the grin?” She asked her as she handed Yaz her cup.

Yaz blinked at her as she tried to think of an excuse. But in the end she had to settle with something close to the truth because she knew that the Doctor would be able to tell if she was lying, and she didn’t want to hurt her.

“Just you. you’re… kind of like a kid on Christmas with the little things in life. It’s one of my favourite things about you though.” She replied, wondering if the pink that tinted the Doctors pale cheeks might have possibly been caused by her words. But the thought was quickly dismissed.

After all, Yaz was only a human, and the Doctor? She was a time lord. There wasn’t a chance in the world that she’d like Yaz.

“Gotta embrace your inner child I always say. Good for the spirit.” The Doctor said as she seamed to avoid Yaz’s gaze, seemingly embarrassed by what she had said. But when she offered her over the jar filled with jam-centred biscuits, and Yaz accepted one, she looked back up at her companion expectantly.

“What?” Yaz asked, her mouth still half full of the biscuit.

The Doctor smiled and shrugged.

“Just wanted to see if you liked them.” Yaz couldn’t help it than, she laughed as she reached her hand out and ruffled the doctors hair.

“Their great Doc, thanks.” She replied, earning a happy grin from the time lord as she pulled herself up to sit next to her companion on the bench.

“We don’t do this enough you know.” The Doctor suddenly broke the silence.

Yaz turned to her with a question in her eyes. “Do what?” She asked, suddenly feeling transfixed to the spot.

“Midnight snacks.” The Doctor empathised, causing Yaz to smile at her as she looked down bashfully, and back up into the Doctors deep pools of brown.

“Than I guess we should make a point to do it more.” She replied, as they both instinctively moved closer to each other, only for the trance to have been broken by Another one of Yaz’s yawns.

The Doctor chuckled.

“Still think you won’t get to sleep?” She asked as she scratched the back of her head and avoided Yaz’s gaze.

Yaz felt warmth run up to her cheeks as she tried not to let her thoughts run rabid about what that moment between them just now was.

“Hmm probably not.” She said in-between another yawn and stretch.

“I have an idea!” The Doctor suddenly exclaimed.

And Yaz looked at her in question.

“I could tell you a story. Those always help me to get to sleep.”

Yaz tried not to think about how nice it would be to lie on the Doctors chest as she fell asleep to the sound of her voice- she gave a nervous smile and shrugged.

The Doctor took that as a sign to continue.

“I’ve got just the one.” She said, and as Yaz sipped on the rest of her tea, she watched entranced as she Doctor began to recite and wildly act out the tale.

It was about spaceships and stars, and planets full of wonderful things. The Doctor lit up with that glow of hers again as she told it, a glow that seamed to fill the whole room with its light.

It wasn’t long before Yaz had begun to feel more tired than she had before, and not even realising it, she had at some point leant her head on the Doctors shoulder.

When the Doctor had realised that her companion was starting to doze off, she took hold of her empty cup and put it on the bench as quietly as she could.

Gently, she scooped Yaz up and into her arms and began to carry her back to her room, smiling to herself at how cute she looked when she slept and hoping that they might make their midnight snacks a nightly tradition.

#thasmin fanfic #thasmin #the doctor x yaz #yaz x 13 #doctor x yaz #thirteenth doctor #yazmin khan #and soft thasmin #soft Thasmin #Thasmin fluff

[sappysapphic13]

In Which The Doctor Gets High On Caffeine, ft. Silliness, Gay Pining and Shameless Flirt 13

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005) Relationships: Thirteenth Doctor/Yasmin Khan Characters: Thirteenth Doctor | Yasmin Khan | Graham O'Brien | Ryan Sinclair | Dan Lewis (Doctor Who) Stats: Chapters: 3/3 | Words: 5870

Yaz shifted her gaze from the golden stalagmite-like control deck in the centre of the TARDIS to the teal hexagons patterning the vast ceiling but still, no Doctor. Craning her neck further until she was sure her head would fall off and be sent rolling down the TARDIS steps, she finally spotted the unmistakable hanging tail of a dove-grey coat. Her eyes widened in disbelief at the sight of the Doctor beaming down at her like a Gallifreyan-shaped star.

‘No offence, Doctor, but what the hell are you doing?’

The Doctor gave her companion a shining, toothy grin. ‘Whaddyamean?’

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[rosecoloredlu]

i’m not ready to let them go 🥺

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[anxious-sappho]

here’s chapter 1 of my imagination of what happened before the ROTD episode during the whole “the doctor’s been gone for months” thing. It’s written in letters because unknowingly both the doctor and yaz have been writing to each other to cope with their distance.

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Tu Me Manques

Dear Doctor,
In my life i can count on my hands the amount of people who i have met who i felt like i’ve known for years, that you connect so quickly with them. but you are so different. the day i met you it didn’t feel like this connections that i knew instantly, that feel so comfortable but rather i felt like i wanted to know every single thing about you. i was/am so drawn to you and you keep me on my toes. i’m always learning so much and that’s the thing. while you were different, you’re the first person this happens to me. while i can’t feel like i’ve known you for so long that you are like the back of my hand. every wrong turn, every wrong person led to you.

I realize now how little we know of each other. Here I am shattered beyond further repair because of someone who I don’t know that well and yet I wholly trust you with my life in your hands. I wish we got to know each other more. God I hate this, the whole past/present tense, there’s no grey area for someone who completely disappeared without a trace. You wouldn’t do that to me...or Graham or Ryan. I don’t- can’t- think of the other possibility nagging at the bottom of my brain. I can’t fathom a world, a whole universe without you. what would the universe do without you? what would I do without you? I like to think that I would feel if you were to, you know, be gone gone. As if I had some sort of sixth sense, that must be a funny joke to you. An ordinary human, unlike extraordinary you. God the things I would give up just to hear your laughter right now. How could I have the ability to know whether or not a time lord has passed on? Do you even pass on?

It’s been a month by the way. A month without you and yet I can’t live the life I lived so easily before. Now I keep coming to the thought that we don’t know much about each other. Well I supposed that’s a given because more than half the time we spend running. Running away from others and running away from ourselves. I’d like to tell you a story though, if you’d like to hear. Of course, it’s not like you can agree or disagree… but when I was a kid I was quiet. Don’t confuse that with shyness, because I was a stubborn little girl you can argue even more than I am now. I would bite my tongue in, mouth full of things I wanted to say but couldn’t because I was afraid of how much of the dam would let out of the things i bottled up so I used to sit in our garage on top of the washer machine and write all the things I wish I could’ve said, and I used to fill notebook after notebook. So here I am 13 years later sitting on the washer machine on to drown out my cries, writing the things I didn’t get to say to you. I want to release these trapped words, I don’t hope it’s not too late to say these things. That's why I’m doing this. At first when the idea came to me to write to you. I laughed bitterly, what did you care about me and how I was doing right now coping with the loss of my best friend? If you were to come back what would you want these letters? What good does it do? To guilt you? But I think I finally came to the conclusion that i’m writing these things for myself. sometimes I stop in my track thinking I hear the whooshing but instead it’s wind. Sometimes I see you in my dreams and I swear I can feel your warmth. You’re so close yet so far and intangible. . As I’m writing I feel you near me and sometimes *sometimes* it’s enough to get me through the day

Sometimes the words get so heavy in my mind, it builds such a pressure that it drags me down as they swim in my head bobbing up and down out of my consciousness begging for my attention. I have to write them down or I’ll forget. I just have to. writing has always been a way I cope, it’s the way that I could express the things that I'm too much of a coward to express. Sometimes I wish I kept these words between me and my consciousness rather than them being real on this paper. I hope that by writing ”you’re okay, you’re well”, magically it’ll come true. I can’t really doubt that because you have shown me how magic exists everywhere. I plan on writing and writing to never forget you, to will some magic over to you. Wherever you are, I hope you can feel me thinking of you. I hope wherever you are, the thought of me brings you strength to continue to fight on because right now it pains me I’m not there with you at your side, protecting you and you protecting me.

And knowing your infinite knowledge in anything and everything, this phrase from my old grade 11 french class is the phrase tu me manques means you are missing from me, and it translates to you are missing from me. and doctor, tu me manques.

When I met you, I had a hole in my heart, in my being. it’s funny how you were the exact same size as the hole just a little jagged around the edges. I feel whole around you and yet it feels wrong to have you away. But life goes on right? I miss you so much, come home soon. don’t worry about me though, I’ll write soon.
Love Always,
Your friend Yaz

Yaz jumps off the washer machine and walks over to her room. she lifts her mattress and shoves the letter under. Her stomach growls and she frowns- the last few weeks she hasn’t been able to stomach proper food. She’s even began to lose weight. she gets up and goes into her bathroom to brush her teeth but she stands there studying the strange person in the reflection- blank swollen eyes staring back. she nearly jumps out of fright. she begins to brushes her teeth, knuckles white as they clench the bathroom sink in an attempt to distract herself from the violent swarming in her stomach. This has been the new routine, one that makes her feel like she’s in a first person perspective in a video game- unable to feel sensation or will her arms and legs to do what she wants. Robotically, she returns to her room and lays down. Her brain begins to work double time blaring the darkest of thoughts that send her to a blinding panic. in a way it’s a sickening comfort feeling because this is all she’s known the past month. the constant thought that the doctor is dead and she can’t remember the last thing she said to her. in a desperate frenzy, shaky hands fumble for the medicine her doctor recently prescribed for the panic. It takes a few minutes for it to do its job. yaz gets dragged into a dream of a bubbling blonde woman with a blue box outstretching her through doors beckoning Yaz to come through the doors to discover all of time and space. Yaz almost thought it was real until the blaring of her alarm interrupted what once was.

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if you like what you read check out the rest of the fic in the link in my bio. if i get to 200 views maybe i’ll start writing more. I really want to. your comments, likes, shares, and feedback is much appreciated. much love my thasmin community

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[jane-the-geek]

i'm ok with it, i'm ok that Yaz accept it, but 'im not ok with the lack of physical interaction. A forehaed kiss, a big hug, it was so cold. 13 show more affect in the 2 previous ep, than this one. I love this episode but something let me with a void.

Je suis ok avec tout l’épisode et le fait que Yaz parte sans broncher.Mais je ne comprends pas pourquoi 13 est si distante. Alors que dans les 2 épisodes avant elle disait des choses avec tellement d’affect. C’est comme si ce n’était pas  du tout les mêmes personnes qui avaient écrit la partie Thasmin. Là on contente tout les fan qui ont tourné le dos à la série. Mais les thassies on les remet un peu a leur place. Je ne pense pas qu’un petit geste de plus allez à lencontre du personnage. Juste un petit hug final. Il manquait un geste. Il manquait quelque chose. Je reste avec un léger vide.

#thasmin #thassie #doctor who spoilers #the doctor x yaz #thirteenth doctor #doctor and yaz

[ritabs]

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Doctor Who & Related Fandoms, Doctor Who (2005) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: The Doctor & Original Female Character, Thirteenth Doctor/Yasmin Khan, Thirteenth Doctor & Original Female Character(s) of Color, Thirteenth Doctor & Dan Lewis (Doctor Who), Dan Lewis & Original Female Character(s) of Color, Yasmin Khan & Dan Lewis Characters: Yasmin Khan, Original Female Character(s) of Color, Thirteenth Doctor, The Doctor (Doctor Who), Dan Lewis (Doctor Who) Additional Tags: Adventure, Mystery, Black Character(s), Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Romance, Multiverse, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, Explicit Language, Mild Language, Kidnapping, Alien Abduction, Self-Insert, kind of like just to establish the character, American South, United States, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, LGBTQ Character of Color, this is like 99 percent black coded btw, like I used my own experiences and pushed it into doctor who, Blood and Gore, Mild Gore, augmented humans - Freeform, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Thirteenth Doctor Era, Yasmin Khan Loves the Thirteenth Doctor, Human Trafficking, Human Experimentation Summary:

The Doctor was in-between adventures, in-between arguments, and felt like she was in-between life. She needed something new to do when she stumbled upon a crack in-between the universes, it felt like a step in the right direction.

Shayla had two months and eight days until she graduation and actually started her life. She was on her third day of the last spring break of her undergrad year finishing her thesis when Jodi Whittaker, or her fucking twin, stumbled into her apartment claiming to be ‘Doctor Who’ and crashed on her couch. She never wanted any of this—she was content staying staying under the radar. But, the ended up getting swept into adventure.

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[tonsillessscum]

Anywaysss, so does the Master regenerate based on what the Doctor's current love interest looks like? Or does the Doctor subconsciously fall in love with someone who vaguely resembles the Master in that current part of their intersecting timelines?

And is it because of their inactive/ dormant? telepathic connection? Or is it bc of the knowledge revealed during the events in the Timeless Children or is it both ?

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