#ysmnkhn

Normally, being steered off course came with trouble but thus far, it seemed to be nothing but just a nice place to stop off for a rest on, and if the planet was as she remembered, then the race were fairly peaceful with minimal fighting and the planet was friendly. Often throwing festivals to celebrate their numerous traditions and holidays. This one was to celebrate the start of Earth’s equivalent of ‘spring’.

The Doctor was crouched not too far away from where Yaz was, picking at the yellow flowers that bloomed there. Perfectly fine to do, hell, even encouraged to do. One was tucked in her hair already. And she could see one in Yaz’s hair too.

❝ Once or twice. Long time ago. Got a bit tipsy. ...And naked. Let’s hope that doesn’t happen again. Try t’keep our clothes on, eh? ❞

She flashed a grin at the other. Shouldn’t happen this time. The last time was a completely different celebration. This one seemed much more “family friendly” and innocent. So that was a plus.

❝ How’s it comin’ along? ❞

“I really want t’go, but I can’t-” started Yasmin, looking at the clock situated right next to the door. She was currently half-way through getting ready for her shift at work, toothbrush in her mouth. The last thing that the girl was expecting was for The Doctor to show up at her door, mid-sentence about something that they had to go check out.

“We’ve got a time machine, yeah, but last time you said you’d get me back in time for m’exam and I was late. By a week.” She had no idea how she had managed to get out of the situation without being fired, considering it a blessing from above. “I dunno if I can risk that aga-” her argument ended with a yelp, as The Doctor picked her up and began carrying her fireman-style. She sighed gently, taking the toothbrush out of her mouth. “Did y’really have to do that?!”

The Doctor grinned, setting her evil plan right into motion. Yaz was having doubts, but the Doctor knew she’d enjoy this. Besides, she hadn’t stopped in for a while, and she knew Yaz needed a bit of a break.

So she simply walked over, taking Yaz and tossing her over her shoulder.

@ysmnkhn

“Don’t need much sleep, me. Not really. Do sometimes, just for the fun of it.” The Doctor was used to companions, early in their travels, questioning why she was up and about when any human would be better off sleeping. The answer being, of course, that she wasn’t human, but they always found that so easy to forget. Needed sleep, every once in a while, but there were so many other, more interesting, things to do. 

“This is a police box, I don’t hand out sweets!” the Doctor called from inside the TARDIS. This was the fifth time tonight someone had knocked on the door of his ship, and though he liked Halloween, he was starting to get tired of inventing a reason he didn’t have any sweets to hand out to small children. When he opened the doors, he blinked in surprise. 

“You’re not a child. And you’re not in a costume. Not a Halloween person looking for sweets, then?”

    she’s arrived to the police station as all do - in handcuffs. and not the nice kind. there’s an officer on either side of her, one already grabbing paperwork to fill out and all the while, the doctor looks extremely amused. her gaze finds yaz almost instantly.

     “bit of help?”

OC asks Status: Accepting! @losuenitos

Ushi tends to get angry about social justice-related things. When that happens, she tries to participate in marches, sending letters/calls to congresspeople, or other ways of helping make real change. Usually, though, she gets frustrated, and when that happens, she has to get her frustration out and allow herself to be angry before finding ways to calm herself down. She only does it in private, though. She doesn’t want to impose on others with her unpleasant feelings.

𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞́ 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧  ( @ysmnkhn​​ ) !