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that scene at the end of eve of the daleks needed some thasmin. So I fixed it. Take notes Chibbs.
The Doctor looked over at her friend and smiled widely. We’ve gotten out. I’ve saved them again. We’re okay. The Doctors face fell as other thoughts rushed in. Yaz likes you, you know. Dan’s voice replayed in her head. Her face fell and she quickly looked away from the human beside her.
Yaz turned to her friend and grinned. She admired the alien next to her in the fading light. She’d never doubted the Doctor, not once trapped in that building. The Doctor would get them out. She always did. She shifted her weight, so she was leaning closer to the Doctor, wanting to say something. She wanted to say something poignant, something meaningful but she couldn’t find the words. Instead, in a moment of pure exhilaration she knocked her hand against the Doctor’s. She continued smiling at her expectantly, searching for a reaction from the other. Her heart thumped against her chest, residual adrenaline still coursing through her.
Yaz took a small breath as she watched the Doctor set her jaw but not look at her. She was staring up at the sky, unblinking. Unmoving. Unresponsive. All of the feelings left Yaz. She felt herself deflate, almost like a balloon that had been popped. She lowered her gaze to the floor, letting the negative thoughts creep in. Told you it wasn’t easy Dan. She was bitter. She was angry. She wanted the Doctor to acknowledge her. It was if she wasn’t standing next to her. As if she didn’t exist.
She felt a jab to her ribs and Yaz jumped. She turned around and glared at Dan fiercely. This is all your fault. I should have known. This is just a silly crush. Why would some alien creature care that a tiny, little, unimportant human cared for her more than…well, anyone.
Dan gave her a knowing look and nodded his head towards the Doctor. “I swear to God, if you don’t tell her”-
Yaz turned her back to him immediately. You can just shut up Dan Lewis. Can’t you see I just tried that.
The Doctor closed her eyes, knowing full well the exchange going on beside her and what it entailed. Yaz was about to grab my hand. Hold my hand. Think that would have been quite nice. Yes, holding hands with Yaz sounds actually very lovely. Oh, shut up Doctor! She bit her lip. Can’t happen. You know it can’t happen Doctor. You’ve got to stop being such a romantic. Besides, you squashed that idea pretty well didn’t ya? Not even acknowledging her. What a coward you’ve become. Can’t even admit to yourself that you caught feelings for another silly human girl. Too strong for that, aren’t ya Doctor? Can’t be feeling those emotions you seem to despise so much. Can’t be vulnerable. No, no, that’s too much-
The Doctors thoughts came to a screeching halt.
What? What? Oh no. It was still happening. Shit. Yasmin Khan, she’s quite persistent. Bollocks. Panic settled in.
The Doctor looked down at their joined hands so fast she was afraid she’d given herself whiplash. The panic was building up inside her, spreading up to her chest and threatening to consume her. The Doctor focused on her breath, on calming herself. Breath, yes in through the nose. Out through your mouth. Nice and slow now. Breath, in and out. Okay, it’s okay. This is actually quite nice though. Ah yes,actually this was rather lovely.
She turned to try and catch her friend’s eye.
Yaz quickly averted her gaze, feeling her heart pound in her chest. Never held a girl’s hand before, this is actually quite wonderful. Much smoother, much softer than any blokes. Much, much better than any blokes. God, I love her. I love her so much-
“You could at least look at me if you’re going to be invading my personal space like this.” In her head the words were harsh, lashing out because she didn’t want these feelings. She couldn’t. However, the words came out barley a whisper, so tender they startled the timelord.
Yaz couldn’t breathe. She bit her lip, working up the courage before meeting the others gaze.
The Doctor smiled. A small, slow, sweet smile Yasmin hadn’t seen before. “Much better.” The Doctor gave her hand a gentle squeeze and side stepped closer. Before she could stop herself, she had lay her head upon Yasmin’s shoulder and directed her gaze upwards once more.
Yaz closed her eyes briefly, taking it all in. This just might be perfect. This moment here and now may just be perfect. She then joined her friends gaze upwards to the fireworks before them.
I am not and will never be over that bed scene. Pure thasmin fluff here folks.
The Doctor and Yasmin landed on the bed inside the TARDIS with a soft thud.
Yaz closed her eyes, feeling her heartbeat against her ribcage at a rate she thought unimaginable. She counted her breaths, trying to slow her breathing down. She slowly opened her eyes, seeing the Doctor lying beside her. She breathed a sigh of relief, her heart rate instantly slowing at seeing her friend by her side. She gave her friend an incredulous look, a sly grin creeping in.
The Doctor glanced over at her and her soft smile in return seemed to lighten up the room.
She closed her eyes once again, only for a brief second. She wanted to drink in this feeling while it lasted. She snuck another look at the blonde beside her and felt her chest expand. The situation wasn’t lost on her. The Doctor and her lying in bed, out of breath and filled with a little too much adrenaline. Like something out of her dreams.
Although this is much better than any dream. She drank in the rare sight of having her friend this close. Her blond hair fanning over the pillow, the crinkle to her lips where she formed a smile. The earing glinting in her ear. Her eyelashes framing her beautiful hazel eyes. STOP
The ecstasy flowing through her really shouldn’t have been there. They hadn’t even done anything; the Doctor wouldn’t ever think of her like that anyway. She definitely shouldn’t be thinking about the handcuffs around the Doctors hands. Shouldn’t be thinking about how happy she was just lying next to her. Imagining what those handcuffs could be used for. Yaz, stop it!
She wanted to reach out and touch her desperately. She wanted to-
“Oh what a relief.” The handcuffs unlocked with a click and Yaz bit the side of her cheek to keep from laughing. Although she was sure a cheeky grin has snuck its way through. She glanced over at her companion once again, smiling softly as the Doctor looked back. She wanted this moment engrained in her memory. Somewhere she could keep forever.
The Doctor spring up, causing Yaz to inwardly groan at the ruined moment.
No.
With a lightening fast reflex, she didn’t know she had; she snatched the Doctor’s hand before she stood, causing the alien to come crashing back down into the bed. It may not have been elegant but to Yaz it was beautiful.
“Oi.” The Doctor startled, turning onto her side to look at her companion.
“Can you stay, can we stay here. Just for a moment? Please.” Yaz ducked her head, knowing how stupid she sounded. Knowing how the Doctor would think she was just another silly human.
“We can’t let them get away with doing that to us” The Doctor protested, searching her friends face.
“I…I just need a minute to… recover.” Yaz faltered, eyes focused on their hands, still joined.
The Doctor’s face scrunched up. “You’ve always been fine before. Are you feeling alright?”
Yaz tore her eyes away from their hands, landing instead on the ceiling. Warmth spread through her, feeling the Doctors’ fingers close around hers.
“Yaz?” And now the Doctor was leaning over her, all blond hair and beautiful and ohmylord she is so gorgeous. This is how I die. Death by beauty.
She couldn’t breathe. It kept getting caught in her throat as the Doctor inched closer to her face. “Yaz?”
“I…. I’m okay.” She stuttered, entranced at the alien leaning over her. I just want to reach my hand up and touch her face. Run my hand through her hair. OhGod, I really want to kiss her. Christ, she’s so close. How did I survive this long? Don’t fuck this up Khan. Then there’ll be no more traveling the universe-
“Yaz, I’m worried. Are you hurt?”
Nah, just my heart Doc.
“I’m okay.” She squeaked out, wanting to literally disappear as she heard her voice.
“I just…like this.” She blurted, heart racing as she quickly avoided the timelord’s gaze.
“Oh.” The Doctor softly looked at their joined hands.
“Just…forget I said that.” Yaz whispered, wishing desperately the Doctor would move her face away. Before Yas did something she knew she shouldn’t.
“Ah…” The Doctor retreated from Yaz’s line of sight and the human breathed a sigh of relief while simultaneously feeling disappointment in every part of her being.
“We don’t have to.” The Doctor said softly as she nestled her body next to Yasmin’s.
Yasmin’s body went completely still before her reflexes kicked in and she took a deep gulp of air.. The Doctor is spooning me. And ohmygod its as wonderful as I imagined.
She closed her eyes again, feeling every point of contact her body had with the timelords. Every inch of her being humming, gently, softly. She felt the Doctor’s breath against her neck, and she sank into the mattress as the Doctor casually slung an arm around her. Breath. Breathe. Ohmygod she smells exactly like I imagined and this is beyond perfect and I love her so much.
And while Yasmin’s mind raced, the Doctor had only one simple thought:
That somehow, the most important thing in the universe at the moment was lying nestled with Yasmin Khan in that bed.
Dean’s feel involuntarily followed the trenchcoated figure ahead of him. He quickened his pace, his heart now pounding.
“Cas!”
The figure turned around as Dean drew closer.
Cas broke into a wide smile as he spotted his friend.
“Cas!” Dean repeated again, finally reaching his companion. He stopped for a moment, mere inches from his friend to study him.
“Hello Dean.” Cas warmly grinned at him and Dean knew he was home.
He moved quickly, afraid if he didn’t, he would chicken out again like so many times before.
He closed the remaining space between them with a step and pressed his lips to the angels.
His hand clutched the coat’s lapels, afraid if he let go Castiel may disappear.
He drank him in. His angel. His touch, his smell. The feeling of Cas’s hesitant lips finally, oh so finally, kissing him back. Eagerly, so eagerly.
Dean wanted so much more it made his head spin. Wanted to stay here forever kissing his angel. But alas, he broke away. Gasping for breath as he tenderly touched his forehead to the other’s.
Dean closed his eyes, taking everything in, savouring every moment.
“Cas, I”-
Dean grasped the angel’s hand in his own. Clutching him so tightly he knew it must hurt. But he couldn’t stop, couldn’t let go. Because as long as he felt this, felt something. He could be reassured this was real.
“Dean, I know.” The angel’s blue eyes once again met green, a soft smile playing at his lips. “I’ve always known.”
And Dean pressed his lips to the others again, not a care in the world.
Cas hears the bare whisper of, "Me too," escape Dean's lips. Soft as a pray, and Cas can feel his love exploding like supernovas in the night sky. Dean loves me too.
His tears are falling freely and the last of his tension disappears. Now, his heart knows peace.
True happiness seeps up on him, a moment of bliss as the Empty appears. He can see his love for Dean reflecting back at him in deep green eyes, and he smiles, knowing that their love is eternal.
Wonder what the cw will do. That does not look good for their dare to defy campaign :)
This was NEVER supposed to happen to them. SOMEONE fucked up bigtime, and thanks to social media, EVERYONE KNOWS. EVERYONE KNOWS IT WAS THEIR FUCKERY, NOT THE WRITERS. EVERYONE KNOWS.
FUCK I AM SO VINDICATED, not only for us, but for this writing team that fought so hard for this and was silenced. Not anymore, fuckers, CW shot themselves in the foot
goodnight to Jensen having the full 15x18 scene recorded on his personal phone, to folks confirming the difference between te quiero and te amo, to the tumblr crash page, to spn having a gif for everything (as always), to everyone, regardless of Spanish knowledge, knowing what the fuck "y yo a ti" means now, and most of all, a goodnight to whatever south american fan leaked the dub and lit the fuse on this shitshow
not to make anyone cry but the empty comes only after dean says me too, cas happiness wasn’t the confession it was dean loving him back i’m gonna commit arson
