Thasmin Week 2026
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“You were the one who told me you didn't want anything to happen between us. You said that. You don't get to just– You don't get to throw it in my face that I'm trying to move on.”
“I didn't say I didn't want it!” It bursts over her lips like blood from a wound, like tears, like something inescapable and vulnerable and awful, something that should only ever stay inside of a body now held up, gleaming visceral in the light.
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Since their talk on the beach, the Doctor has done her best to pretend everything is fine. But when Yaz tries to move on with someone new, all the feelings she can't act on rise to the surface.
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- Part 1 of Thasmin Week 2026
- Part 7 of my thasmin fics
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Two years after Jocelyn Smith broke up with her, Yaz wished for the world to stop. And it has, but not in the way she wants.
Now she's stuck living the same day over and over again, with no idea how to get out.
But then an accident sends Joss crashing into the time loop, and back into Yaz's life.
With no one else to turn to, Yaz grows close to Joss again; but the more time that passes, the more questions haunt her. Why doesn't Joss want the loop to end? What really tore them apart two years ago? And what happens if they never make it out?
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- Part 2 of Thasmin Week 2026
- Part 2 of my thasmin fics
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“I asked you to dance because– I dunno. I just wanted to. I never really want to. But I did, with you.” And then, stretching her grin wider, plastering the vulnerability over with bravado– “What about you? Why'd you dance with me?”
“I wanted to,” Yaz says, and it comes out like a breath. “I did, too. I never– well. I'm s'posed to be finding a husband, you know. Making a match. But I never want to dance with them. The men. Never, till you.”
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Yaz is taken to a masked ball to find a match. Kit goes to find freedom. Neither of them expects to find each other.
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- Part 3 of Thasmin Week 2026
- Part 11 of my thasmin fics
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“I don't want to fall asleep,” Yaz says, small. “I'm worried it'll come back. I'm worried something's going wrong.”
Jac holds on. Presses a kiss to the top of her head. “If it is,” she whispers. “We'll face it together. Whatever happens...”
And Yaz smiles, shaky, finishes the line, the thing she said at their wedding. “I'm staying with you.”
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Yaz and Jac are married and living happily in Sheffield. But Yaz keeps having nightmares of a strange woman, who warns of an ending yet to come.
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- Part 4 of Thasmin Week 2026
- Part 8 of my thasmin fics