It is true I chose not to feel anything upon realizing my own life was ending. As Admiral Pike was dying, I joined with his consciousness and experienced what he felt at the moment of his passing. Anger. Confusion. Loneliness. Fear. I had experiences those feelings before, multiplied exponentially on the day my planet was destroyed. Such a feeling is something I choose never to experience again.
"River Song, Amy Pond and Clara Oswald are exactly the same sexy, sassy female character Moffat loves."
I think you mean
"River Song, Amy Pond and Clara Oswald -despite having vastly different story arcs, personalities, jobs, hobbies, lifestyles, relationships and personal philosophies- are all represented as being body positive. We have very little representation in the media of women who think they are attractive, and the ones who do are more often than not villains and antagonists. Therefore I have chosen to amplify that single shared trait River, Amy and Clara have and reduce all their other characteristics, so I can make them into the perfect strawmen for my argument that Moffat can’t write women. In reality it proves I have little to no textual analysation skills, and can’t overcome my societal programming in regards to the dominant discourse of women who hate their appearance are not only good and kind, but secretly beautiful all along, while women who actually like their appearance must be shallow and self absorbed and therefore not worthy of consideration as legitimate individuals in their own right."
I love my skin!
What makes you happy?
Be a werewolf, not a teen wolf.
the quickest way to get to my heart is tagging me in a post
HYDRA, S.H.I.E.L.D., two sides of a coin that’s no longer currency.