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arkytiorforeman · 5 years ago
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Human Barbara?
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imjustanauthor · 5 years ago
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"I'm sorry what was your dog's name again?"
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“Which one?” John asked, his mouth full of ham sandwich. He looked down to the ground, watching his small pack of dogs eat their own ham sandwiches too. Well... Their own ham. John hadn’t had enough bread to make anything more than that.
“Brax?” He guessed, pointing to the dog with a marking that looked uncannily like a moustache. “Yeah. He looks like a Brax, don’t you think? They all suit their names, I reckon. Barbara especially. Barbara’s have big hair, you know.”
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londonx1965 · 5 years ago
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HEART.   is your muse quick or slow to give their heart away?
Slow. For friendship he’s quick - he does friendship on first meeting. But more than that takes time. He’d like to give his heart away, but when push comes to shove he prefers the safety of friendship to the possibility of rejection and heart break of more than friendship.
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timefought · 6 years ago
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exaltedhistorian replied to your post:    the ideal timeline is the timeline where a dr...
like there’s no LGBT list but we got all of claras shoes
tina its user created so that just says straight ppl are homophobic more than anything
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wcrmaster · 6 years ago
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What did I ever do to you?!
to the villains | accepting
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“this isn’t about you, miss wright.” there was no danger in admitting that. it was, after all, the doctor he wanted. the humans were simply good bait. “we have a friend in common that i’m hoping to send a message to. a bit earlier in his timestream than i’d normally go, but desperate times.”
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knightedscientist · 7 years ago
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@exaltedhistorian
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He was sleeping soundly for the first time in weeks, curled up on the sofa that the small London family had provided. The sound of the rumble of thunder outside was not what the Londoners were scared of but the fear of sirens of the war that was reaching them. Finally, he woke, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, wishing, not for the first time, for his old bed.  “Oh, I must have been tired, sorry Barbara. Was....was I asleep long?”
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childrenoftiime · 7 years ago
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“Are my school results really that bad? I swear I didn’t know.” Well of course he wouldn’t, he hadn’t turned up to school in weeks. 
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selfsacriificial · 7 years ago
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                ❝ no, no no--- barbara! it’s me. i’m the doctor.❞  // @exaltedhistorian
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stillsmarterthanyou · 6 years ago
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Liz smiled. Barbara seemed quite sweet, and it helped calm her down slightly as she pepared to explain herself. "About a year or so ago, I had to take a one year break in my work here at Cambridge to work for a military department instead. My work there included many things, one of them being assisting for a very peculiar man who called himslef The Doctor. One of his peculiarities was that he was very obsessed with a blue 1950s police box he had standing in his office." She paused, waiting and gauging Barbara's reaction.
There was still time for her to be wrong about who she spoke to.
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“I don’t see why not. Please come in.” Barbara opened the door further, stepping back to allow this Doctor Shaw to enter her office.
 Usually the departments didn’t mix or bother each other, save for when the Dean and Headmaster brought them together. Though, she supposed she and Ian were the exception to that. Ian often abandoned his place in the science buildings on campus to visit her; even when she had lectures going on. But that was quite different to now.
Barbara sat at her desk, a kind smile on her face. “So, Doctor Shaw, how may I help you?”
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thirtnthaa · 5 years ago
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   “I don’t like dresses.” the Doctor says quietly, every once in a while fidgeting with the strap on her spaghetti strap dress. “Don’t like dresses. Don’t like big fancy plots to kidnap the princess of Exodus 23-B.” That was the reason they were here. To stop a future kidnapping and to protect the princess. “How do yah run in a dress? Feel like it’d snag on somethin’. Would rather be in my pants.”
she offers a hand to Barbara. “Dance with me?”
@exaltedhistorian ASKED FOR A STARTER
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ohhfiddle · 6 years ago
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Rules: bold what your muse prefers and tag some people.
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1). go apple picking vs. go on a hayride 2). scary vs. sweet 3). sweaters vs. boots 4). socks vs. mittens 5). bonfires vs. football 6). trick-or-treating vs. watch scary movies 9). bake pie vs. bake cookies 10). rain vs. fog 11). black cats vs. owls 12). ghosts vs. wizards 13). harry potter vs. halloweentown 14). go hiking vs. sleep in 15). cinnamon vs. nutmeg 16). reading vs. writing 17). hot chocolate vs. tea 18). live in a cabin in a forest vs. have it be fall 24/7 19). candy apples vs. caramel apples 20). blankets vs. pillows 21). roasted marshmallows vs. roasted chestnuts 22). coffee vs. apple cider 23). red leaves vs. orange leaves 24). braids vs. bows 25). scented candles vs. the smell of fresh baked goods 26). carve pumpkins vs. make pumpkin pie 27). pumpkin spice lattes vs. chai tea lattes 28). coats vs. oversized sweaters 29). beanies vs. berets 30). candy corn vs. peanut butter cups 32). jump in a pile of leaves vs. swing on a tire 33). corn maze vs. haunted house 34). bob for apples vs. visit a pumpkin patch 35). whipped cream on hot chocolate vs. marshmallows on hot chocolate
tagged by:  @verycivilofyou the bestest bean tagging:  @timesvigilante @relativehumanity @judaskisse @verydoctory @tardisnamed @exaltedhistorian  @vagrantsong
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londonx1965 · 5 years ago
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"Happy Birthday, Ian." // since it's william russell's birthday!
"Thank you, Barbara.” He smiled, but it soon turned into a grin as he added, “But where’s my present?”
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twelvetm · 6 years ago
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Rules: bold what your muse prefers and tag some people.
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1). go apple picking vs. go on a hayride 2). scary vs. sweet 3). sweaters vs. boots 4). socks vs. mittens 5). bonfires vs. football 6). trick-or-treating vs. watch scary movies 9). bake pie vs. bake cookies 10). rain vs. fog 11). black cats vs. owls 12). ghosts vs. wizards 13). harry potter vs. halloweentown 14). go hiking vs. sleep in 15). cinnamon vs. nutmeg 16). reading vs. writing 17). hot chocolate vs. tea 18). live in a cabin in a forest vs. have it be fall 24/7 19). candy apples vs. caramel apples 20). blankets vs. pillows 21). roasted marshmallows vs. roasted chestnuts 22). coffee vs. apple cider 23). red leaves vs. orange leaves 24). braids vs. bows 25). scented candles vs. the smell of fresh baked goods 26). carve pumpkins vs. make pumpkin pie 27). pumpkin spice lattes vs. chai tea lattes 28). coats vs. oversized sweaters 29). beanies vs. berets 30). candy corn vs. peanut butter cups 32). jump in a pile of leaves vs. swing on a tire 33). corn maze vs. haunted house 34). bob for apples vs. visit a pumpkin patch 35). whipped cream on hot chocolate vs. marshmallows on hot chocolate
tagged by:  @ exaltedhistorian tagging: everyone why not
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exaltedhistorian · 5 years ago
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                        Barbara is a Time Lady by Tina ExaltedHistorian 
                                            Welcome to my TedTalk
So this WHOLE theory is just based off a single image from that one time Clara jumped into the time stream to save 11 and running into a fleeing Dr Who # 1 and someone assumed to be Susan popping into a TARDIS. We’ve all seen it, we know it, some people ignore it. But the girl with Dr Who is odd. She seems way taller than Dr Who, her hair seems bigger too, and her outfits strange as well. 
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She looks less like Susan.
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And more like Barbara 
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From the shoes to the outfit. It doesn’t scream Susan.
So, back in 2013, 2014 someone made the comment it looked way more like Barbara, a comment on bad costuming or casting. But Tina is going to go 3561 layers deep and assume something that isn’t there! 
TIME LADY BARBARA. 
But honestly, let’s look at the other proof.
The Doctor, while still a whole dick, is a lot softer to Barbara than Ian. There’s this psuedo father/daughter almost relationship between them. I know it’s just because Ian has never known a brain cell in his life but also because CLEARLY BARBARA IS THE TIMELESS CHILD
...okay no but
Who is it that figured out what was up in the TARDIS in the edge of destruction before anyone else? 
Barbara! 
Dr Who is REEEEEEEALLLY quick to accuse two humans of messing with his TARDIS even though they wouldn’t have a single clue as to how to do that?
          yes the doctor is kinda off his head atm so maybe it’s valid for also who cares?
Wouldn’t he feel more inclined to think it was Barbara IF he knew Barbara was a Time Lady and would have the prowess to meddle with his TARDIS? Wouldn’t he react more outwardly and violently because he knew, deep down, she would have just the special set of skills to cause it to go haywire. 
ThaT;s.....really all I’ve got! But it’s a fun theory!  So enjoy the sadness that comes with ‘oh no she’s fobwatched and loves one (1) dumbass human science boy! 
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thirtnthaa · 5 years ago
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She’s sitting in the chair in their living room when Barbara arrives. Casually reading a magazine left around, the TARDIS next to the fireplace. She looks up when the door opens, a bright smile forming upon her face. “Barbara Wright.” her voice, although different, still held the same affection towards the woman, one of her first two HUMAN companions (Susan would always be her first companion no matter what). 
“It’s me. The Doctor. I...can’t believe yah are still alive.”
  @exaltedhistorian LIKED FOR A STARTER
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sawbonesbellum · 6 years ago
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“I’m sorry, sir. Do I know you?”
Perhaps he was in a lecture of hers, or maybe he read one of her books. Either way, she certainly didn’t recognize him. Not the way he recognized her.
She didn’t know him... so this wasn’t a dream. A dream would have lied to him. Offered comfort. Kindness. This was cruelty. Perhaps she was a nightmare. There was only one way to be sure this was the real Barbara, without exposing his true self blatantly.
“I believe you know me as Doctor Foreman. Or perhaps a student of yours, my grandaughter,” his heart ached “-Susan,”
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