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The Doctors Birth (Canon-Weld)
The Doctor’s Birth (Canon-Weld)

Here’s my theory on the 7 Grannies, Lungbarrow and The Half Human Theory…
- The House of Lungbarrow was one of the senior oldblood houses, by the Middle-Gallifreya period it had fallen somewhat from favour only producing servants and petty clerks to fill the ranks of the upper caste of Gallifreyan society.
The Lungbarrovians were high-born, but the roots of the house went back to a more simple time; the seven founding sisters of Lungbarrow were nuns who worshipped the menti-celesti in a ceremonial church on the slopes of Mount Lung.
When Rassilon came to power he decreed all land formally used for religious purposes would be reformed into the Senior Great Houses of the Rationalised Family order. In a bid to win over the powerful religious figures, Rassilon offered his opponents immortality for control over their sacred land. Faced with illness and painful death, the seven sisters of the Lungside Chapel gave into their President’s demands and repurposed the holy building into a living, growing house; cursed to forever watch it grow with Rassilon’s gift of life; becoming the seven Grannies of House Lungbarrow.
During the middle years of the Mid-Gallifreya period a rouge was born from Lungbarrow’s loom; an explorer who called himself The Doctor. While hated and outcast by his cousins, His Uncle and his Grannies took a shine to him; allowing him to live a life of wealth and privilege. But the Doctor was human by dreams of a life he could only half remember…He dreamt of his father showing him the stars in the Medusa Cascade, he had dreams of his Mother’s illness, but her love for stories. The dreams slowly became nightmares, recollections of an old lady dying in his youth, her body rotting on the plinth of the Loom Shed, swarmed in a veil of flies on a hot summers day.
The dreams almost drove him mad; so he ran away. The Doctor became a myth throughout the cosmos, shooting further than any Gallifreyan could possibly imagine. There lies the secret truth, the Doctor was far more than just another Time Lord… A generation before The Doctor another explorer was born from Lungbarrow’s Loom; a man called Ulysses.
Ulysses was disliked by his brother, Quences, due to having had an illegitimate child with a Shabogan, Priscilla Braxiatel. After being handed the position of Kithriarch by his Grannies, Ulysses fled Gallifrey. On his travels he met and fell in love with a human woman named Penelope Gate, they married and lived together on Earth. Then Penelope fell ill. Ulysses, in fear of his only love dying, took Penelope to Gallifrey, secretly prolonging her life, hiding her in the attic of House Lungbarrow.
One day Penelope was discovered by Grannie Five, who listened to her tales of Earth and found a kinship in her. She helped Penelope hide from the rest of the Household. Grannie Five tended to Penelope in secret. But eventually, she understood the truth of Penelope’s illness… Penelope was pregnant with a Time-Lord-Human hybrid, the energy produced by the child was weakening her, yet she persisted, hoping to the gods for a normal child.
Grannie Five advised to terminate the pregnancy, yet Penelope was insistent on carrying the child full term. On Otherstide weekend, Ulysses returned to the House of Lungbarrow in secret, finding his wife and Grannie in the attic. Grannie Five told Ulysses about Penelope’s complexities with her pregnancy. Knowing his wife was too stubborn to give up their child, Ulysses made his presence known to his brother, Quences.
Ulysses renounced his title as Kithriarch, and removing himself from the House Quota, erasing his names and titles. Quences became the Head of Lungbarrow, and there was a space empty to fill. Grannie Five began hearing a summons from the House Loom, the Loom called for her in her sleep, pleading her to give it the child. So Grannie Five performed the ritual of the crossed computers, the ancient maternity symbol on Gallifrey, the soul of the child would be transferred into data, coded energy, ready to be programmed into the Loom of the house and be given life safely. Penelope agreed begrudgingly and the Ritual was performed in the early hours on Otherstide eve.
On Otherstide morning, Quences took the Loom template schematics to the Bureau of Loomagraphic Records, who predicted the childe would be the most influential Gallifreyan since the Dark Times. By the early evening on Otherstide, the whole Lungbarrow family gathered around the Loom Plinth in Lungbarrow’s Great Hall. As the clock struck quarter past five Grannie Five climbed the Loom-Ladder to the Loomshed on the Balcony of the House, and pulled a screaming childe from the weft of the chords, as the forty-five Cousins jeered in the background. But after being smacked the childe could only speak one word…”Again.”
Watching in the mirror, from the attic, Penelope wept for her newborn son and the life he would lead. In the early years of the Childe’s life, he was mocked by his armada of Cousins, treated kindly by only his Grannies and the occasional night-time visit from his disgraced father. The childe would be raised by his grannies to be secretive, to repress his truth. Otherwise, the other Time Lords would see him for how different he really was. On lonely nights, the Childe would climb up to the attic and be comforted by his mother as she slowly died living as a servant to the House, she would tell him stories about monsters and heroes and dark magic and travel.
The Childe indulged in the fantasies, but all while knowing he was trapped in the plains of reality. In his early youth, his mother succumbed to her illness, after working too hard at the service of the House. As a reward, the Kithriarch allowed for her body to be displayed on Loom Plinth in a traditional death day ritual, however unbeknownst to Quences, Penelope was human, and her body decayed faster than any time lord could expect.
Her son watched in horror as sun-flies swarmed his mother’s bloated corpse, the stench of decay filling the great hall of Lungbarrow. It was the blackest day of that Childe’s life. But after learning mental tricks from a hermit in the wilderness the Childe separated his memories of his mother’s trauma from reality, moving her into his dreams rather than his mind. Only remembering the Loom.
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i hate him. i love him. i find him very annoying and endearing, and forgivable, yet i am reluctant to trust him. he is my son and my enemy. he is honest and yet complex. he is straightforward and yet unpredictable. he is smart yet foolish and naive, and sometimes wise, and other times cunning. i see myself in him, and i am uncomfortable, conflicted, and happy. he is human, and watching humanity from the outside; paradoxically, that makes him even more human.

post-hell bent Twelfth Doctor and Dhawan!master would destroy gallifrey together
I’m sorry, but someone, PLEASE, give her a hug or I’ll have to go climb in and do it myself. look at her. look at how happy she used to be


now look at her. she’s fucking miserable.







you fucked up a perfectly good time lord there Chibnall. now look at her. she’s got depression.
watching a bit of that scene start of 12x5 where shes looking for the master and wow it just really sank in for me how different of a companion experience the fam had. she says she goes home [dramatic pause] on her own and yaz asks “why? why not with us?”
rose: first date martha: Weird Melodramatic Bullshit on her second trip donna: first meeting amy: …i dont…actually remember oh im disappointing myself here. but by episode two she knows hes so very old and so very kind and the very very last of his kind and he cant stand and watch children cry clara: we’ve got that whole death in heaven/last christmas fiasco bill: “bill, missy, the Other Last Of The Time Lords”
they dont know!! they dont know what Home means!! this has been like the idk the fucking mud we stand on for all new who!! and They Dont Know
it’s- it’s WILD putting myself in their shoes their idea of The Doctor is so vastly different from any other new who companion. it really really is. like if they meet a previous regeneration sure they’ll recognise the Doctorness. but like, different trauma. it’s really weird
like, for all previous new who companions the doctor is like, their Friend (you know, special Friend status it’s always a bit Different, how do you explain your relationship with the doctor as a companion well youknow, theyre your Friend, anyway) their Friend who is Lonely and Hurt and Shouldnt Travel Alone, and who has such impressive admirable ideals and needs someone to keep them to them, appreciates the people who can, appreciates the people who share them. and theyre a bit mysterious sure but information will trickle out, when it’s relevant, such a long life you wouldnt expect them to share it all at once
to the fam the doctor is more like, their Friend who likes her privacy, who keeps her doors closed and her distance, but who loves showing you around the universe. she appreciates your input the way a tour guide appreciates an engaged audience, but you dont touch the things youre not supposed to touch. you leave that to the professionals. she’ll show you around. dont go poke at things yourself and get in trouble.
other new who companions would see the doctor be stupid and smack them over the head verbally, physically, spiritually, whatever way necessary to say “dont be fucking stupid”. you dont go around smacking your tour guide. there are boundaries.
she doesnt tell them about her life and they cant ask more than is polite. they cant sit down on an alien planet and go “im not moving until you talk to me properly”. like, yaz probably can. i think during s12 it’s iffy and it’s complicated by the fact that the doctor is Not Okay which also affects the boundaries in yet another direction. but s11 they really couldnt do that.
they dont know how old she is. it never comes up. for all they know she looks her age. they dont know why she looks human. they dont know where she got the tardis from. they couldnt do what amy did in the beast below because they knew the doctor so well. they couldnt do what donna did in fires of pompeii and put their hands on the button. they couldnt do what clara did in death in heaven and bluff their way out of getting shot by cyberman by rattling of the doctor’s biography. not through any fault of their own, the fam couldnt do Any of that.
and it’s not like thats new information to me, some of my first posts on here were about passenger vs companion status and what the fam knows but i guess it just Hit me suddenly? how different their view of the doctor is compared to previous new who companions.
“why? why not with us?”
are we not friends enough yet that you could let us into your life a bit more? are we not friends enough yet that we’re allowed to know where youre from?
she DISAPPEARS. they have no idea where to. im assuming during s11 they were together most of the time? the fam dont seem to get home much at least. can we assume she didnt just disappear then sometimes? if she did it wouldve been rarer i think. i cant honestly say that i cant see her do it. once every couple of weeks. just go somewhere quiet and stare into space and come back barely missed and ready to go another few weeks. she’d probably have very plausible reasons. like 10 and donna in midnight. you go lounge around by the pool im going on this tour. probably enough opportunities for stuff like that where she could without suspicion disappear for a few hours.
but then youre getting an idea. youre getting an idea of a life of a person who seems like they dont have much going on except for what you share. theyre with you basically all the time. they dont mention any other attachments (ha funny i hurt myself), friends, family, home. and they mention enough other things that the white noise kinda fills all the gaps. you dont notice it’s all popcorn until Some Guy shows up, the One attachment she apparently does have, and hes like a whole Evil Guy, and he tries to kill you all. and then you realise wait what the fuck we dont know anything
and then they ask “why not with us?” and i realise, wait what the fuck they dont know anything
im fine with this.

so you’re a doctor who fan? that means you’ve got strong opinions, right? tell me them i’ll assign you an underrated companion.