danny pink

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this blog is, has been, and always will be a place for danny pink love and appreciation <3

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one manipulative guy 👌

Literally all he ever asked of Clara was that she tell him the truth, not lie to him…

So manipulative, that!

well, to me it is, from the moment he starts to criticize 12 and his behaviour, barely knowing him, guiltying Clara into spending time with him and leaving her life in tardis for good, a life she loves although he really doesn’t seem to care about that fact.

but we’re all entitled to our own opinion of manipulative, i guess

Because Twelve’s behaviour towards Danny IS outright awful for most of Series 8. He’s judgemental and dismissive of him at almost every turn.

Likewise Danny sees Twelve as the kind of man who he’s served under in the army before – somebody who pushes you to do things that you never thought you could do until you scarcely recognise yourself.

Danny doesn’t “guilt” Clara into spending time with Twelve. He says “you’re never finished with someone while they can still make you angry” at the end of Kill The Moon, where Twelve WAS manipulative and Clara calls him out on that. At no point does Danny tell her what she has to do from there, he gives her ADVICE to help her current situation – that advice is to take the time she needs to cool off and then make a considered decision about what SHE wants.

I am not convinced we’ve watched the same show because I don’t know what to tell you if you think that’s “manipulative”…

starksren:

i miss doctor who. i miss the soft lighting of series one and two. i miss ordinary but extraordinary rose. i miss strong but caring martha. i miss loud but fragile donna. i miss guilt-ridden nine and furious ten. i miss the old tardis. i miss when doctor who was about people, not production value. 

I miss Amy and her mental problems, which were like mine. I miss her abandonment issues, her anxious “We’re still together in ten years?” to Rory, her complete sobbing breakdowns whenever something went badly wrong. I miss that girl who could barely take care of herself, because I could barely take care of myself either back then. I watched Amy rebuild the universe from her memory and I thought if she could do it so could I. I remember observing her neglectful aunt placing her face in her hands as Amy shouted out at her wedding and reflecting on how very little my own moments of madness were understood.

I miss Rory. He was great, not a flawless person but a good man. I miss his constantly being torn between the masculine fantasy of the Last Centurion and the oft-mocked reality of being a male nurse. I miss his always striving to be kind in a very unkind world.

I miss Clara. What a goddamn amazing Mary Sue! She got her own TARDIS and her own companion and her own way of cheating death. She was a liar and a manipulator and the cleverest person in the room. She kissed ladies and loved it and she kissed men and loved it and she wasn’t punished for anything. She got to live forever.

I miss Danny. I think of him sometimes when Remembrance Day rolls around and poppies are everywhere, even though I shouldn’t, he was fictional. But I thought he was a good stand-in for the millions of real soldiers who return from war and have to pick up the pieces of their life all alone afterwards.

I miss River. Whenever people compliment her, someone always jumps in with a “How dare you compliment the clueless man who wrote her?” as if she was nothing more than her author. So many female characters get that, although few of the male ones do. She was a walking power fantasy, an abuse survivor who shot dead her abusers, a wisecracker, a genius, a person who always came out on top. Brave, heroic, reckless, ruthless, pansexual, perfection. A female Captain Jack Harkness with half his fandom.

I’m going to miss Bill when she leaves. The racist British tabloids are always quietly gleeful over the possibility of her only staying for one series, just as they were with Martha. I know she’s going to be amazing, have you seen Pearl Mackie’s Twitter, that girl is on FIRE. I hope she burns a huge hole.

I don’t miss being told there’s only one kind of people stories should be written about.

obianidalas:

it really amazes me the mental gymnastics people will perform in order to convince everyone that a ship featuring a person of color is somehow abusive or boring. that they will craft novel length meta posts on why this ship with their white fave and a poc is somehow the WORST thing in the world, how it’s unrealistic, or how they just “don’t see it.” like lmao dudes new flash but you’re a fucking racist goodbye

[sideways glance at the Danny Pink hatedom]

fanfiction prompt : danny begins to get angry a lot and begins abusing clara emotionaly and physically ,does the doctor know? whouffaldi lots of comfort

c1araoswa1d-deactivated20170718:

I read this prompt earlier and I had to close my screen and go wash my eyes out and I figure I’d explain just why I’m going to offer you a fairly stern, “Absolutely not.”

Thing is, I can do a little bit of stretching.  I can put characters I know into situations they’ve never been in and I can play it out.  But that’s not what you’re asking me to do.  You’re telling me to take Danny Pink and turn him into an villain – take Clara Oswald and put her into an abusive relationship – to give you fluffy shipper feelings for your entertainment.

Aside from how seriously fucked up that is, you’re talking about Danny Pink.  A sweet bucket of rainbows who wanted only the very best for Clara Oswald and died, got put into a cyber suit, retained himself in spite of this, and not only overrode his programming in refusing to hurt her, he took charge of a whole cyber army and sacrificed himself of his own free will, to keep her and all the rest of humanity safe.  And then, when given the rightly earned option to return, he returned a boy who never should have died, atoning for a mistake he’d already been grieving over.

Danny Pink is a wonderful teacher, a dutiful soldier, a kind soul, and an upstanding man and in the direct words of the Doctor, “He will never hurt
her.”  So this is not a prompt I can even consider; this is a prompt that makes me request that you take a serious look at your life choices. 

Because abuse shouldn’t be seen as a game with winners. 

Because there are none.