thirteen x yaz in war of the sontarans
‘yaz, stay calm, i will find you.’ ‘promise?’ ‘i promise!’
thirteen x yaz in war of the sontarans
‘yaz, stay calm, i will find you.’ ‘promise?’ ‘i promise!’
A few weeks after their talk on the beach, The Doctor changes her mind, surprising Yaz.
Words: 655, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/F, Gen
Characters: Thirteenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan
Relationships: Thirteenth Doctor/Yasmin Khan
Thasmin Piggyback Ride
Summary: The Thirteenth Doctor, Yaz and Dan find themselves on a train during the 1990s. However, they aren't the only time travellers on board, and Yaz is about to discover just how flirty a certain pyrotechnic-obsessed girl is...
(Yes, I have read "At Childhoods End" but this takes place in a universe where Yaz hadn't met Ace by the time Dan joined the TARDIS team. The centenary special is probably going to do something very different, but this is just my read on things)
Tagging: @linda-with-an-i @whattheflux
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The TARDIS finally stopped groaning.
‘So… where are we?’
The Doctor grinned over the console at Yaz.
Dan could the look of hope in Yaz’s eyes, and he smiled to himself as he followed Yaz and the Doctor out the blue doors.
They were stood in the middle of a train carriage. Judging from the various parcels around them, they were in the carriage used for postal deliveries. Yaz’s face fell slightly, and her forehead creased in confusion.
‘Doctor, where are we?’
The Doctor gestured around them.
‘Train carriage, travelling through Southern England. Thought it might be a nice change of pace.’
Yaz took a step closer to the blonde.
‘You… you said you were gonna tell me everything.’
The Doctor stared at Yaz for a split second, and their eyes met. Dan could see the hope in Yaz’s eyes.
He had spent several years in the early twentieth century with Yaz, and he knew just how much the young woman cared for the Doctor. What had angered Dan was that the Doctor not only seemed to be aware of this, but was actively pretending that they had no idea of the sheer extent of Yaz’s feelings.
Even if the Doctor had good reason for trying to maintain that they didn’t know, Dan knew that it wasn’t healthy in the long run for Yaz to be carrying a torch for someone who pretended not to notice.
The Doctor’s eyes seemed to widen as they saw the emotion in Yaz’s expression. However, much to Dan’s surprise, they immediately darted forward and wrapped their hand around Yaz’s.
‘I will,’ they said, quietly. ‘I promise.’
Yaz stared at the blonde for a second.
‘You mean it? ‘Cause I’ve heard you promise stuff before...’
Both of them seemed to have forgotten than Dan was stood nearby, so he quietly walked over to the nearest door, and slipped through it.
Closing the door softly behind him, Dan found himself in a corridor. Pretty basic train corridor, by all accounts. In fact, Dan remembered travelling in train carriages much like this during the nineteen-nineties.
He headed down the corridor, and went through into the next carriage. It was mostly empty except for a half dozen people. There was a faint smell of stale tea mixed with crisps.
Dan sat down, staring out of the window at the countryside. A country pub briefly flashed by.
A few minutes later, Yaz and the Doctor entered the carriage. Dan had been hoping that maybe they had become closer, but this was sadly not the case. The Doctor’s face was fixed in a smile that didn’t mean their eyes. Yaz, meanwhile, had a frustrated expression.
‘Be back in a mo,’ the Doctor said, quickly. ‘Gonna have a look around. Usual rule, Dan; don’t wander off.’
Dan nodded, grimly, watching Yaz sit down in a seat nearby.
The Doctor’s gaze momentarily lingered on Yaz, before the time lord seemed to shake themselves and hurry off down the carriage.
The young Yorkshirewoman looked up.
Dan reached over and patted her on the shoulder.
‘Wanna talk about it?’
Yaz smiled slightly.
‘The Doctor does want to tell me everything. But… I dunno, I get the sense that it isn’t easy for them. They’ve never been great with… y’know, being open with people.’
‘So they pushed you away again?’
‘No!’ Yaz said, quickly. ‘They just… they said they need some time. They want to tell me properly, when there isn’t any distractions or life threatening situations. Where me and them can just… talk.’
‘You deserve the best, Sheffield.’
‘Hey, wicked jacket!’
The girl sat in the seat behind Yaz had peeked her head over the seat. The girl, who looked to be about Yaz’s age, was wearing a jacket covered in pins.
She was also grinning lopsidedly at Yaz.
‘Er… thanks,’ Yaz replied, turning to face them. ‘Yours isn’t too bad either.’
The girl smiled wider, and hopped over the seat to sit down on Yaz’s other side.
‘I’m Ace,’ the girl said, grabbing Yaz’s hand and shaking it energetically. ‘Nice to meet you.’
‘Yaz,’ replied Yaz, shaking back.
Dan grinned. Deciding that Yaz would probably like some time alone with the girl, he stood up and headed down through the carriage, towards where the Doctor had gone. He opened the door at the end of the carriage and headed through into the next one.
As the door closed behind him, he happened to look out the window nearby.
A country pub flashed by.
Dan did a double take.
No mistaking it. It was the same pub, right down to the old bloke stretching on a bench outside. Even the name of the pub was the same: “The St George’s Head”.
‘What?’ said the blonde, poking her head out of a nearby door. Their eyes were slightly red.
‘Something’s wrong,’ Dan said, frantically pointing out the window. ‘Look! That pub…’
The Doctor squinted at where Dan was pointing. Sure enough, the same pub appeared multiple times. The blonde’s eyes widened. They pulled their sonic screwdriver out of a pocket of their coat, and scanned around the window.
‘Time loop,’ they muttered, worried. ‘But I can’t get a fix on the cause; must be so close…’
Without a word, they hurried away along the carriage.
‘And they say about me not wandering off…’ Dan muttered, before turning to head back. He walked back along the way he had come, before coming to a halt.
A short figure was knelt down on the ground, their head and arms stuck into the maintenance panel. Judging from the various electronic noises coming from within, they were tinkering around inside.
There was a couple of loud bangs, and they hurried pulled themselves out of the panel.
The figure stood up. They were fairly short, with a paisley scarf draped over a cream jacket. A pair of dark grey trousers were matched with a pair of spats. As they stood up, they picked a Panama hat off the ground and placed it upon their head. It gave them the appearance of an eccentric professor on holiday.
‘Ah, good morning, my dear fellow,’ they said, speaking with a soft Scottish accent. ‘I don’t suppose you would happen to have a 242 timer on you?’
‘Er… no,’ replied Dan. ‘You work here, mate?’
‘Oh, no; just professional curiosity.’
With that, they stuck their head back into the maintenance panel.
‘I see they still haven’t made the switch over to fully automated components,’ they said, voice muffled. ‘Hand me that screwdriver, will you?’
Dan looked around, and saw the requested item. He then knelt down and handed the screwdriver to…
‘What’s y’name, then?’
‘Oh, my young friend Ace calls me “The professor”; have you seen her, by the way? Jacket with lots of pins in it? Faint smell of pyrotechnics?’
‘Yeah, she’s sat with my mate Yaz.’
‘That’s good. People always wander off, even when I tell them not to.’
Dan stared at the professor. That sounded familiar. Wasn’t the Doc always complaining that he wandered off all the time?
‘Y’say the timer’s gone funny?’ Dan said, bending down next to the professor. ‘My mate was saying there’s some weird thing going on round here.’
‘Your friend must be very intelligent,’ replied the professor, pulling out again and closing the panel shut. ‘If I’m not very much mistaken, we could have a potential time loop crisis on our hands.’
‘Can we fix it?’
‘Possibly,’ said the professor, now fiddling with a device they had pulled out of their jacket pocket. ‘You see, the source of the loop seems to keep moving-’
‘Dan, what did I say about wandering off?’
Dan looked over his shoulder. The Doctor was walking back up the carriage, looking irritated.
‘Oh, that’s rich!’ said Dan, as the blonde came to a halt next to him. ‘Anyway, this professor bloke says they’ve got an idea about this time thingy-’
‘What do you mean, “this professor” …’ they trailed off. The professor turned around to look at them.
‘Ah, hello,’ said the professor, smiling cheerfully. ‘I’m-’
‘That’s what’s causing the paradox!’ The Doctor exclaimed, angrily. ‘Two versions of the same time lord in one confined train! What are you doing here? Don’t you realise how dangerous it is to cross our timestream?’
The professor stared at them.
‘Are you me, then?’ they replied, nonplussed. ‘Fascinating.’
Dan stared between them, his mouth falling open. Two Doctors? He knew time travel was a tricky business, but… the Doctor could change their form? That was news to him. Did Yaz know?
Deciding it was best not to comment on it, Dan kept his mouth shut.
‘Hang on,’ the blonde said, slowly. ‘If this version of me is here, then you’d probably be here with…’
‘Ah, you remember Ace!’ the other Doctor grinned. ‘Yes, I believe she was sat near your young friend. Er… Yaz, I believe Dan said her name was?’
The Doctor’s eyes widened, as if realising something. She immediately spun round and barrelled in the opposite direction towards the door.
‘What’s wrong?’ Dan asked, turning to the other Doctor. ‘Is it a time paradox thing? Are Yaz and Ace in danger?’
‘No,’ the other Doctor replied, chuckling as they headed back through the train compartment, Dan trailing behind them. ‘I believe my counterpart is worried because Ace has something of an… effect on young women when she meets them…’
‘You’re a police officer?’
‘Used to be,’ Yaz replied. It had been a few minutes since Dan had headed off down the corridor, leaving left them alone. ‘Haven’t been for years now.’
‘Good,’ Ace replied, grinning lopsidedly. ‘I like a dangerous girl.’
Yaz felt her face burn. Was… was she being flirted with? No, surely not. But… well, was there anything wrong with that? After all, the Doctor had pushed her away whenever she’d tried to get closer, even though the time lord had said that they’d tell Yaz everything. This… this was okay, right?
‘I’m really not.’
‘Could have fooled me,’ Ace continued. ‘What with that jacket and all.’
‘Thanks,’ Yaz said. ‘But I’m just a normal girl from Yorkshire.’
‘With a cute accent.’
‘It’s not that cute.’
Ace reached out and tucked the lock of Yaz’s hair behind her ear. Yaz felt goosebumps erupt down the back of her neck.
‘Your voice isn’t the only thing cute about you,’ Ace said, softly.
Yaz blinked hurriedly, feeling her blood roaring in her ears. Her heart was beating incredibly fast. But… what about the Doctor? Oh, god…
Ace was just about to stroke her finger against Yaz’s cheek-
‘ACE MCSHANE, TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF THAT WOMAN THIS INSTANT!’
Yaz and Ace both jumped in their seats. Yaz felt her face flush further; oh, god, the Doctor had seen Ace flirting with her! But… why did they sound so angry?
‘Professor, I wasn’t…’ Ace said, turning, but her brow then wrinkled in confusion. She stared at the Doctor. ‘Hang on, you’re not the professor.’
‘I was the professor!’ The Doctor threw an arm around Yaz and pulled her bodily away from Ace. They did not remove their arm after they’d done so. ‘You leave my Yaz alone!’
Yaz seemed unable to form words. Especially given how… protective the Doctor’s arm around her was.
Ace raised an eyebrow.
Dan had joined them, along with another person, who was wearing a Panama hat.
Dan gave Yaz an apologetic grimace. Yaz was now feeling incredibly flustered, brought on by the mixture of Ace’s flirtation, the Doctor’s possessive attitude and the words “My Yaz”. The latter was still reverberating through Yaz’s brain.
‘Hello,’ said the Panama-hat wearer. ‘I’m the Doctor, how do you do?’
Yaz’s mouth fell open.
‘D-Doctor,’ she said, looking between the hat-wearer and the Doctor. ‘But… what…’
‘Professor,’ Ace asked. ‘What are they on about?’
‘Ah, you see, Ace, she is me and I am her,’ the other Doctor replied. ‘I am her past and she is my future. Time travel, and all that.’
‘I thought you’d get taller.’
The other Doctor chuckled.
‘Ah, and this must be Miss Khan,’ he said, eyes twinkling cheerfully. ‘I see my counterpart is rather attached to you.’
And he tweaked Yaz’s nose.
‘You will have to forgive my young friend Ace,’ he continued, ignoring the glare that Yaz’s Doctor was shooting in the hat-wearer’s direction. ‘She seems rather attached to you, too.’
‘Eh, Doctor,’ Dan said. ‘Time loop? Remember?’
‘Yes,’ the Doctor said, quickly, moving their arm off of Yaz’s shoulders and taking her hand instead. ‘We best get a shifty-on; never good to cross timestreams for any amount of time. If we don’t get away now, things could get really bad.’
‘Well…see you around, then, Yaz,’ Ace said, shaking Yaz’s other hand and grinning again. ‘It’s been nice meeting you.’
‘Yeah,’ Yaz said, still blushing a little as she shook the girls’ hand. ‘See you.’
Ace gave one last smile, before following the other Doctor away in the opposite direction. A few moments later, they could hear the sounds of a TARDIS dematerialising.
‘Well,’ Dan said, cheerfully. ‘That was interesting. Good to know your dress sense hasn’t improved much over time, Doc.’
‘Oy! I’ll ‘ave you know that hat saved the universe on more than one occasion!’
Dan chuckled, and headed back through the train carriage. The Doctor and Yaz followed him.
The Doctor turned to look at Yaz.
‘You… you’re still holding my hand.’
The blonde looked down. The two of them slowed to a stop.
‘Oh. Yes, I am.’
They didn’t let go.
Yaz couldn’t stop the smile that spread over her face. The Doctor stared at her, and the blonde’s mouth curved into a very soft smile. Their eyes met, hesitantly. Yaz squeezed the Doctor’s hand.
Dan, stood by the door of the TARDIS, grinned at the two of them. But both of them were too focused on each other to notice.
Thanks for reading, everyone! Hope you enjoyed this little AU idea (I especially enjoyed writing Yaz being a gay disaster🤣).
Fandom: Doctor Who Rating: General Ship: Thirteenth Doctor/Rose Tyler, Thirteenth Doctor/Yasmin Khan, Yasmin Khan/Rose Tyler, Thirteenth Doctor/Rose Tyler/Yasmin Khan, Past Metacrisis Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler Characters: Thirteenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan, Rose Tyler, Najia Khan, Hakim Khan, Sonya Khan, Dan Lewis, Jack Harkness, Ryan Sinclair Series: And We’re Not Out of the Tunnel Word Count (Chapter): 2,059 Other Tags: Fluff and Angst, Angst, Emotional, Disabled Character, Chronic Illness, Bad Wolf Rose, COVID-19, Self-Quarantine, Domestic, Autistic Characters, Polyamory, OT3, Slow Burn, Disability Read on AO3 / Read in order
Summary: Rose Tyler-Noble jumps out of her parallel universe, leaving her husband and family behind in the hopes that being back in the right universe will improve her well-being.
Yasmin Khan is out for lunch with the Doctor when she sees a blonde woman sitting on the sidewalk, crying.
The Doctor, Yaz, and Rose travel back to Sheffield to see Yaz’s family, but they have to leave the TARDIS so it can reset, and when they come back, it’s gone. The police have confiscated it, and they want to see proof of ownership before they give it back. And the Doctor left her psychic paper on board. And they’ve landed in March of 2020, just before everything shuts down.
Stranded in Sheffield, they have no choice but to get a flat and quarantine together. Which, when you have three emotionally volatile people who care for each other more than they’re willing to admit, can be complicated.
(Sequel to And Still I Will Live Here, but hopefully readable out of context. Updating on Saturdays and Wednesdays.)
NOTES: this chapter is where we start to Get Into It, emotionally. i'm soooo excited to post the rest of this fic you all don't even know <3
Yaz is still seized with frustration and anger a few hours later. She’s been channeling it into creating fabric designs in Animal Crossing that are made up of just one color, filled in pixel by pixel. The repetition is helpful, as is Rose’s calming presence next to her, but it doesn’t take away Yaz’s need to do something a little more tangible. Seven years of caring for the Doctor are coming to a head inside her: her love is as fierce as ever, but so is her anger. It’s been seven years— more, for the Doctor, she’s pretty sure— and the Doctor is still like this. It’s more than Yaz can bear.
Finally, she hears movement in the kitchen. Immediately, she saves her game and stalks out to where the Doctor is sitting on the counter, eating raw toast.
“Doctor,” she says.
“Yaz!” The Doctor jumps up, seemingly oblivious to Yaz’s stony expression. “Brilliant. Was just wondering where you were. I’m going to go on a walk. D’you want to go on a walk with me?”
Yaz blinks. “Yeah. That’s a good idea, actually. Let’s go on a walk.”
The Doctor frowns. “Is everything okay?”
“It’s fine.” Yaz’s tone of voice, clipped and brusque, tells a different story. “Let’s walk.”
Without another word, she goes back into the room she shares with Rose and starts rifling through her stuff.
“The Doctor and I are going for a walk,” she says, pulling out a pair of jeans.
“All right,” Rose says. “I’ll be here.”
Yaz nods. She pulls on the jeans and goes back out, walking right past the Doctor waiting in the living room to pull on her leather jacket. The Doctor, of course, is already wearing her gray coat, this time over a not-quite-right striped shirt and her new cropped sweats.
“Ready to go?” she asks Yaz.
They head out together. Immediately, the Doctor starts chattering: “It’s small in there! Don’t you think it’s small? A bit too small, really. Can barely move around.”
“It’s not going to be a bigger-on-the-inside timeship,” Yaz says, still tense.
“’Course not. I don’t expect it, obviously. Not from human dwellings, at least not this century. A little later you’ll get better at the whole “using space” thing. And then of course loads of humans adapt to not having space— I was never all that good at adapting.” They get to the bottom of the stairs, venturing out onto the sidewalk. It’s a bit chilly out, the air crisp on Yaz’s skin.
“You travel in time,” Yaz points out.
“Suppose I do,” the Doctor says. “But if that’s my natural state, by adapting to everything, I’ve never had to properly adapt to anything. And most of the time, I’ve got my TARDIS. Or at least a clear way back to my TARDIS that doesn’t involve waiting around for months at a time.”
They’re at a street corner now, and Yaz turns right. The Doctor follows.
“Anyway, are you all right?” the Doctor asks. “Something seems off today.”
Yaz rolls her eyes, her hands balled up into fists. “I’m fine.”
A moment of silence.
And then it all bursts out, forceful and clipped.
“Doctor. Rose thinks you don’t want her around.”
The Doctor stops in her tracks and stares at Yaz. “Huh? Why on Earth would she think that?”
Yaz raises her eyebrows. “You mean you don’t know?”
The Doctor shakes her head, her eyes wide and expectant.
“First of all,” Yaz says, “do I have to remind you that you left her in the rain when you went to look for your TARDIS? You don’t talk to her properly, you act all weird and distant, and then you do things like give her your actual life force and get annoyed when she calls you out on it. C’mon, Doctor. What’s going on?”
There’s a long moment before the Doctor answers, filled only by their footsteps on the concrete.
And then the Doctor says, “Rose isn’t supposed to be here.” Her voice, like so much about her, is like a coiled spring. “There’s not supposed to be any way back from the parallel universe. And now, she’s here.” She hesitates. “It just— I—”
Yaz’s voice cuts through the silence. “You what, Doctor?”
There’s a long pause. When the Doctor speaks, it’s so quiet Yaz almost can’t hear it.
“I don’t not want her around.”
Yaz raises her eyebrows. “Well, you might try telling her that.”
“She knows!” the Doctor exclaims. “She should know. I mean, we were—“ She falters. And then she takes a breath, clearly about to continue.
But before she can, Yaz’s phone in her pocket starts buzzing. She pulls it out and checks the screen.
“Ugh, it’s my dad,” she says. She glances at the Doctor. “Sorry, I’ve got to take it.” And then, infusing as much authority as she can into her voice, she says, “We will talk later.” And before the Doctor can say anything, Yaz accepts the call and starts walking in the other direction, injecting false cheer into her voice. “Hiya, Dad!”
“I’ve got it!” her dad’s voice says, triumphant.
“A hello might’ve been nice,” Yaz says, still irritated.
“No time for a hello,” her dad says. “Now tell me, Yaz, what are you doing in this newspaper from 1903?”
Yaz sighs. This is decidedly not the time. “What?” she asks, hoping she sounds convincingly confused.
“No funny business, Yaz. I’ve got it in front of me. Gossip page. ‘Yasmin Khan, adventurer, who embarks on another journey abroad with her two companions, Dan Lewis and Eustacius Jericho, next week.’”
Of course. Yaz should never have used her real name. She didn’t expect, way back at the beginning, that her travels with Dan and Jericho would gain her a bit of a reputation, but of course they had, and now there was physical evidence of her presence in the 1900’s. “There are loads of people named Yasmin Khan,” she tries. “That’s what you get, giving me an unoriginal name.”
Her dad doesn’t take the bait. “I think I know my own daughter’s face when I see it. Even if she never comes home.”
“They have a picture?” The second the words leave Yaz’s mouth, she knows she’s betrayed herself. She leans against the nearest wall. “All right. What do you want to know?”
She hears her dad sputtering on the other end of the line. “What do I want to know? Everything! I want to know everything!”
“I told you before,” Yaz says, “and you didn’t believe me.”
“Well, that was before I had evidence,” her dad replies. “Turns out my forums have loads of information on the Doctor, once I figured out where to look. The trick is, you can’t just search ‘Doctor.’ Got to add some other terms to it.”
“Loads of conspiracies about doctors, are there?” Yaz asks.
“Don’t change the subject!”
Yaz takes a deep breath. “All right, then. Seriously, you’ve got to give me a place to start.”
“Oh, I don’t know,” her dad says. “How about what on Earth you’re doing in this newspaper from 1903? And why doesn’t it mention the Doctor anywhere?”
Yaz has a horrible feeling in her stomach. Every word she says feels like a massive risk, like she’s jumping off a ledge only to fall onto another ledge and have to jump again. Once she speaks, she can’t take it back. “You believe me about the time travel, then?” she ventures. It’s a jump.
“’Course I do.”
She crashes onto the ledge. And then she jumps off, letting her words hang in the cool midday air. “I got stuck without the Doctor. Dad, it’s really complicated. I don’t know if I can explain it in a way that makes sense.”
“At least give it a try.”
She crashes. She jumps. “Remember the Sontarans? The—” She tries to remember what Dan said his parents called it. “The three-minute eclipse?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
Crash. Jump. “It’s all connected. I explained some of it to Mum.”
“Your mum knows?” Hakim sounds hurt.
Yaz tries not to sound as irritated as she feels. “Yeah, well, she believed me to begin with.” Crash. Jump. “But the Sontarans, the eclipse— we were trying to deal with this— this threat, and we wound up in the 1960’s, and there were these creatures that could zap you back in time. So I got zapped. The Doctor didn’t. We found each other again eventually.”
“How long was it?”
And now Yaz has crashed all the way to the ground, battered and bruised. “Don’t know,” she evades, brick digging into her back. “Little while.”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” Yaz says. She pushes off the wall and starts walking again. “Don’t you want to know about anything else? You know, I’ve also met Nikola Tesla.”
“Don’t try and distract me!” her dad says.
“Look, Dad, I’ve got to go. Can we talk about it later?” She doesn’t have to go, and she doesn’t really intend on talking about it later. But if she has to stay on the line a second longer, she’s going to explode.
“Love you.” Yaz ends the call before her dad can say anything else. She takes a deep breath, trying to regulate herself.
She doesn’t want her family to know how long it’s been.
She doesn’t want to have to explain, doesn’t want their confusion or their sympathy. Doesn’t want to see hurt in their eyes when they realize they’ve missed four years of her life. It’s easier for them— for everyone— if they just don’t know.
She’ll have to tell them eventually.
She’s back at the flat. She climbs the stairs and enters to see Rose in the living room, playing her Switch with Ruby on her lap. Ruby is swiping at the screen, trying to play too, and as Yaz comes in Rose is laughing, pulling the Switch away. She stops when she sees Yaz.
“Where’s the Doctor?”
Yaz shrugs. “Don’t know. My dad called.”
Understanding dawns on Rose’s face. “Did he figure it out?”
Yaz sits heavily on the couch. “Yeah.”
Rose leans against Yaz, providing her some much-needed warmth. “What about the Doctor? How’d it go with her?”
“She, quote, ‘doesn’t not want you around.’” Yaz scowls. “We got interrupted before we could really talk.”
“By your dad.”
Rose slides her hand over Yaz’s, lacing their fingers together. “Tough day.”
“You could say that.” Yaz leans back, closing her eyes. “I still didn’t tell my dad about the four years. He’s going to figure it out.”
“You don’t want him to?”
“I don’t want to talk to him about it.” With a great exhale, Yaz lets her head roll onto Rose’s shoulder. “It’s more than I can handle.”
Rose squeezes her hand. “Yeah. I get that.” She hesitates. “Did I tell you, first time I went with the Doctor, I didn’t tell my mum where I was going, and then the TARDIS landed a year later than we meant to? I went missing for a full year.”
“Yeah.” Rose’s voice is quiet. “Felt like the whole world had moved on without me. They hadn’t, not really— they’d been looking for me that whole time. But everyone was a year older, and I wasn’t.”
“Yeah.” Yaz hesitates. “I don’t like being out of sync with my family. I mean, it’s too late now. But I want us to be on the same page. I guess some part of me just wants to still be twenty-two, you know?”
“Yeah.” There’s a long silence, and then Rose says, “I don’t know. Everyone grows apart from their family eventually. I mean, you were always going to leave home, weren’t you?”
Yaz nods against Rose’s shoulder.
“We all drift apart from our parents.” Rose’s voice is distant. “It’s a good thing, if the thing that takes you away from them is something you asked for.”
“I do really want my life with the Doctor,” Yaz admits. “I mean, I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t, I suppose. I just don’t want to hurt them.”
“You’ll figure it out,” Rose says. Her hand is warm and solid in Yaz’s. “Promise.”
“You can’t know that,” Yaz says, but she’s smiling. She squeezes Rose’s hand. “Thanks.”
Rose squeezes back. “Anytime.”
@ sevntnth / . . . sc.
a dark shade of cyan-blue blurs in & out of vision , as if it were just a hallucination but there was something familiar about it. a past life of sorts? past adventures. there it is. the tardis. the doctor?
anticipation & wonder grows upon the others’ features , awaiting the exit of someone she hadn’t seen in a while. ( but it wasn’t possible. ) she was gone. brown orb catch sight of a not blonde but brunette young woman , not her. a breath expels from deep inside her , ❛ who are you? ❜
@indiemusee / . . . continued
eyes widen with confusion & then wash over to concern , arms extending to stop the other from meeting the earth. ❛ doctor! ❜ dark brown hues scan pained greens & proceeds to shift to the culprit that was causing the doctor such distress. a dart? should she pull it out or keep it in? what would be worse? cerulean turned skin surrounded the site , brows furrow before eyes meet once more. ❛ wha - what should i do?! doctor! what is that in your arm?! ❜
The Doctor makes some starling discoveries at Division. Meanwhile, Spades works to reunite the family.
“Pattern optimization in progress,” the Ood said, still stood by the monitor, “Matter compression increasing. Spatial distribution and destruction analysis now available.”
“I’ll handle the analytics,” the woman the Doctor now knew to be Tecteun said, not even looking at the alien as she took his place at the monitor, “Go check experiment NZ9X6.”
“Yes, Tecteun.” Ever obedient, he disappeared down the corridor.
“I know what you’re doing,” the Doctor said, speaking quickly as she tried to push past the whirlwind of thoughts swirling around in her head. So much had been revealed in such little time: she finally found Division, the structure they were in was somehow residing in a space outside of their universe, and the woman responsible for all this, for everything from finding a lost child to putting the Time Lords up on their pedestals, was stood right in front of her. Any one of those things would be enough to send her on a barrage of questions, yet she had no time to dwell on any. “You're generating the final waves of the Flux from here, forcing spatial compression on that universe. You're trying to move this structure into the next universe while you wreck the one you leave behind. No wonder this place feels under so much pressure!”
“We all need to clear up after ourselves.” Looking up from the monitor, she casually stepped aside and began to walk toward her. “That's why I had you brought here, to ensure you won't be in the universe to save it.”
The structure rumbled, and the Doctor found herself taking a step back, straightening her posture as she looked to the older woman.
“So…” she said, forcing her face to stay neutral as she felt her stomach twist, “Is what the Master showed me on Gallifrey true?”
Another, smaller rumble went through the structure before Tecteun gave her answer.
“Yes,” she confirmed, her expression unchanged.
Despite already knowing that deep down, the Doctor recoiled. With how thorough Division had been with concealing her past, getting such a straightforward answer wasn’t something she expected.
“I found you,” Tecteun continued, a little too calmly, “A lost child, alone, beneath a monument on a deserted planet, seemingly deposited there by a wormhole. No way back, no one to care for you.”
The words echoed in her head, the seeming sincerity lighting fires of anger deep in her chest. “You took something that didn’t belong to you.”
Tecteun laughed, but by the time she looked back at the Doctor, anything but humor was left in her eyes. “I rescued you. Would you prefer to have been left?”
“You assumed I came through that wormhole, but you don't know. What if I was waiting there to be collected? What if I was supposed to be taken through it? What if whoever left me there was taken by that wormhole?”
“What if, what if, what if?”
“You denied me my life!”
“I gave you a life. Everything you are, is because of me.” Her tone switched suddenly, now much softer and calming. “But I understand. You think you could have been something else. Someone else.”
The words cut deep in the Doctor’s core. The fires suddenly extinguished, replaced by a crushing sadness that lingered in her voice.
“Maybe. I’ll never know.”
Another rumble was felt through the structure, followed quickly by footsteps that signaled the Ood’s return. With it was a soft fussing, one that sent a cold horror through the Doctor’s veins.
“Tecteun,” the Ood said as he approached, “experiment NZ9X6 requires attention.”
The Doctor couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even move as her worst fear acted out in front of her. Mouth agape, all she could do was watch as her – until now – missing son was placed in Tecteun’s arms.
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Kara e treze são duas bolas de energia inesgotável. Lena e Yaz são duas idiotas apaixonadas.
Words: 266, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Português brasileiro
Series: Part 1 of GLS, povo animado!
Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015), Doctor Who (2005)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Thirteenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan, Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor
Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor, Thirteenth Doctor/Yasmin Khan
Additional Tags: Crossover
"It’s been some weeks since the Sea Devils, since underwater confessions and something that was almost a date but then wasn’t. Or, the TARDIS calendar’s definition of “weeks” anyhow, a calendar that’s mostly there for Dan’s sake nowadays, a calendar that changes around if Yaz looks at it for too long.
The Doctor, to her credit, hasn’t closed herself off the way she could, the way she’d done in previous months/years/wibbly wobbly timey wimey moments - instead she hovers, frantic, like a woman with a bucket list, never static and never still. Iconic moments in history, planets full of the most impossible creatures, iconic moments in the future…and all of it with something neither of them could name."
Yaz and the Doctor talk.
Words: 1360, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Yasmin Khan, Thirteenth Doctor
Relationships: Thirteenth Doctor/Yasmin Khan
Additional Tags: Missing Scene, Post-Episode: Legend of the Sea Devils (Doctor Who), love that that's a tag! always love to be in a fandom with specific tags
Okayyy…. Call me crazy but consider the following parallels with Rose/10 and see if you see the same potential I do:
- In Army of Ghosts, Rose tells 10 she will be with him ‘forever’
-In Legends of the Sea, Devils 13 tells Yaz she wants this to last ‘forever’
- Both Rose and Yaz are separated from the Doctor and spend years trying to get back to them - both succeed
- In The Vanquishers, 13 was split into 4 identical Doctors = multiple 13s
- In Journey’s End, Donna created a duplicate of the 10th Doctor = two 10s
- In both The Vanishers and Journey’s end the duplicates are identical to the Doctor but leave an original Doctor behind
- Rose/Doctor era deals with an AU dimension ‘Pete’s World’
- Much of 13s era has been based about AUs
- Rose/10 was the first mainstream romance of the Doctor Who series. The writers created a duplicate of 10 to be with Rose (preventing the couple splitting when 10 regenerated or Billie left). This leaves Original Doctor to continue on but the Rose/10 ship can also endure but in an AU
- We know Mandip is leaving so is Jodie. Both are going.
- In the final episode 13 will be split again. Original 13 regenerates.
- Other 13 is left behind able to now be with Yaz – free from the prophesy which has now been fulfilled by Original 13 regenerating.
- When Original 13 regenerates she screams for Yaz – why? Is Yaz in danger? Let’s suggest yes – this means someone else needs to save her, this will be the duplicate 13.
- 13/Yaz can be together like 10/Rose maybe in an AU. This would complete the parallels that have existed for so long. Although 13 was told by TIME that ‘nothing lasts forever’ – she is able to have forever with Yaz but in a different way. A way that enables TIME’s prophesy to come true but that also allows 13/Yaz to completely mirror Rose/10. BOTH couples can have ‘forever’ despite what fate has in store for Doctors Prime.
How would 13 get split again?
1. TIME – again? Why? Who cares, just do it.
2. In The Vanishers, we are led to believe 13 was split into 4 but interestingly, 13 isn’t 100% sure she’s whole after reunification! Is there another 13 out there that was kept back by TIME? We also know that the split was successful- the duplicates were living and identical BUT their existence weakened Original 13 (this won’t be a problem now because she’ll regenerate in 14 and have a whole new and intact body)
3. AU has been mentioned so much – both 10/Rose area and 13/Yaz and the upcoming 60th! We could get a second 13 from another AU?
13/Yaz is a big deal. First female doctor. First homosexual Doctor/companion canon couple. We have also had little time with this couple as feelings outed in canon (like one ep!). Doesn’t it just make sense that the BBC (now in ‘woke’ mode and trying to overcome the decades of heteronormativity and patriarchy they forced on us all) will keep 13/Yaz together in some form? Would they REALLY write out the first ever female doctor with a lesbian love interest moments after the revelation and in an extremely tragic way? I actually don’t think so. Yeah, DW loves angst (damn they did Donna wrong) but there is more at stake here – and I think the BBC knows it. There’s been a lot of backlash about ‘bury our gays’ in the media over the last year or so and while this isn’t exactly the same, it’s close enough. I really think 13/Yaz could come good. I really do.
Disagree? Jog on :D
Picking up after LOTSD, the Doctor takes Yaz to the Singing Aurora of Marsoldia.
Words: 2873, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 1 of Thasmin Miniatures
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005), Doctor Who, Doctor Who & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Thirteenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan
Relationships: Thirteenth Doctor/Yasmin Khan, Thirteenth Doctor & Yasmin Khan
Additional Tags: Fluff, thasmin
thasmin in a nutshell:
sheffield and scouse in a nutshell:
the whole gang in a nutshell:
Chapters: 12/? Fandom: Doctor Who (2005), Doctor Who Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Thirteenth Doctor/Yasmin Khan Characters: Thirteenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan, Dan Lewis (Doctor Who), Clara Oswin Oswald, Jack Harkness, Graham O'Brien, Ryan Sinclair, Sonya Khan, The Master (Dhawan) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Historical, Merchant Sailor! 13, Barmaid! Yaz, Mutual Pining, They're In Love Your Honor, Minor Violence, Kidnapping, Non-Graphic Violence Series: Part 1 of Thasmin Tavern AU Summary:
Yasmin Khan is a barmaid at the Sea Side Tavern, which is frequented by sailors. Everyone's heard the stories about sailors and their constant flirting, and Yaz is totally uninterested. That is, until a certain blonde captain dances into her life. Updates on Tuesdays
Thirteen: Me and Yas don't really get into arguments because most of the time I'm right. And if I'm not, I'm clever enough not to admit that, so...
Thirteen: Basically, getting into an argument with me is completely pointless.
[from People Just Do Nothing]
So, gonna speculate on something here...
First off I'll admit that I haven't been keeping up with everything RTD is doing with the 60th anniversary and whatnot, partly due to being kinda underwhelmed with David Tennant returning again. So please let me know if anything I write here is contradicted by known information.
Anyway...I know people are wondering if David, Catherine Tate, Yasmin Finney, etc. are going to be in Ncuti Gatwa's debut episode, or if they'll be a separate special ep, or whatever. And more recently we've seen that Rachel Talalay is on set, although I don't actually know what she's directing. And there's a rumor about Matt Smith going 'round...
Here's a quote from an interview RTD did with the Radio Times in Jan. 2021:
"There should be a Doctor Who channel now. You look at those Disney announcements, of all those new Star Wars and Marvel shows, you think, we should be sitting here announcing The Nyssa Adventures or The Return of Donna Noble, and you should have the Tenth and Eleventh Doctors together in a 10-part series. Genuinely."
Maybe, just maybe, he's building towards something like this. You would have the main Doctor Who show, the A-show so to speak, and then there could be spinoff shows featuring former companions, side characters, and so on (much like is already done with the Big Finish audio adventures, but on TV). Former Doctors and companions could return in specials and limited-run series every now and then.
Obviously there's many things to be considered here, with (ofc) money being a huge factor and where it comes from (BBC, Bad Wolf, Sony, etc). Also how these various shows would be made available (broadcast vs. streaming and all that).
But ultimately for me, and for a certain number of you out there as well, it boils down to this:
If it means we get 13 and Yaz back at some point, even for just a little while... awesome.
I'm happy to see RTD back on the reins. These filming photos have got me so excited for David Tennant coming back!
But it's going to be weird watching a show with very little (or maybe even no) south asian characters after the Chibnall era.
I don't know which new characters will be introduced in the 60th or Ncuti's series. Given that rtd has only written a very small number of south asian characters in any of his shows (There's only one character I can think of, the guy from It's a Sin) I don't particularly have high hopes.
I would love to see Vinay Patel brought on board as a writer.
Even though it's unlikely, I would love to see someone in the tardis who looks like me again.
I hope that they continue to follow the trend of loads of the smaller parts being played by south asians. We are, after all, the largest ethnic minority in the uk.
It means a lot to get to see people who look like you as the heros, villans, main characters, side characters and even love interests.
Some of the many south asian characters in the 13th doctor's era of doctor who.
I'm still in the process of surveying past series of Doctor Who for diversity and I'm thinking I might need to go back and do a breakdown of the poc characters because I'm really not sure I've found many south asian characters in the RTD and Moffat eras. I can only think of a couple of one off side characters. It'll be interesting to see the statistics imo and it will also be interesting to see RTD2 and how they incorperate diverse characters and if there are any suth asian characters.