Judging by your blog and the things that you post, you're a little girl who's clearly never been in any relationship, and you are living out your fantasies through tumblr. Which nothing wrong with that, but... I mean take a look at your blog, you make such disgusting gross comments about attractive actors, and make sexual comments about them that borderline on uncomfortable and gross. So, why you think you can call out a group of shippers for their behaviour is beyond me! Your views are clearly skewed, biased, and morally rephrensible. You preach about people bashing the Polin fandom for their looks, and throw a whole bunch of blame at the Kanthony fandom for a rumour that they've done something (something that you even state that you know is a "scandalous falsehood" like seriously get over yourself) for not acting appropriate to the actors, when take a look at your own blog. Ninety percent of your blog is just attractive people and you simping over them. You want to call people out, maybe call yourself out for perpetuating gross stereotypes, and also making disgusting untoward comments about actors as well. I'm not saying that it's right for anyone to throw hate towards these actors, but before you go all high and mighty (and you were acting high and mighty with your whole 'obstinate, insipid, and ill-bred' comment), maybe consider that if the actors saw half of the shit you wrote about them and thirsting so hard, they'd be uncomfortable as well.
I’m sorry I just…I had to share this with my friends because I am laughing so hard right now
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Okay, I lied, I'm not done with the whole "K'Sante can bench press Sett" thing.
Is it phrased that way because they are using Sett relatively to show just how strong K'Sante is? Like, because we already know Sett is this ripped dude, so it's like the equivalent of saying that he's so strong he could literally do reps with Sett.
Or has he ACTUALLY done this?
And, if it's the latter, I demand the context because there are many ways to play this game. Was this a funny challenge between two gym bros, and Sett fully consented to become a human (half human?) barbell?
Or was this something that K'Sante did out of nowhere, unprompted? Maybe it was even in response to a similar challenge to the above, except Sett got all flustered about it because-- I mean, he's big and he's heavy and no one has probably been able to pick him up off the ground since he was a kid--- so he was rightfully a bit taken aback by the fact his band mate can legit lift him repeatedly over his fricken head.
And we haven't even DISCUSSED the flip side where I need to ask if SETT is able to bench press K'Sante, or if K'Sante is actually stronger than Sett.
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just bc i’m sick i think that steve would be an incredibly doting boyfie when you’re sick <33
he calls you and it takes entirely too long for you to reach the phone. it’s on its last ring when you pick it up from the receiver.
“what took you so long? i was worried,” he’s saying before you’re pre-prompted “hello” comes out.
when it does, he instantly hears the stuffiness in your voice.
“oh no. baby…” he trails off and you hear his sigh through the phone. “it’s got you too?” and the thing he’s so ominously referring to is whatever it is that’s making it’s way through hawkins right now.
almost everyone around both of you had fallen sick, of course starting with robin, who steve claims has ‘the worse immune system known to man’. you and steve were bragging about how this mysterious illness hasn’t made it to you two only a few days ago, and it seems you jinxed yourself.
“yeah. it did.” your pout is audible even through the static of the phone.
“oh sweetheart, are you okay? how ya holding up?”
you tell steve, through a few sneezes and sniffles and thick congestion, that you’ve felt worse, but you’ve also felt better. the sickness is only in the first few stages, you both know that, but you don’t bring it up. you tell steve that you’ll be better in no time and you should see him at work in the next two days.
wrong.
two days go by, two days of holding steve off from visiting you, and you only get worse.
you thought you’d be able to battle this illness with a few over the counter medicines, but that obviously doesn’t work.
so steve is showing up at your door, holding his arms out, and telling you to get in the car. you have half a mind to grab a blanket and your slippers before steve is trying to scoop you into his arms and take you to his car himself.
you almost let him, but you shuffle your way to the car instead.
you go to the doctor, get tested (negative for everything, just like everyone else), and leave with a prescription in hand.
on the way to pick it up, steve listens to your nagging about how you took life before sickness for granted. how you never knew how much of a privilege it was to be able to breathe out of both nostrils. and how you’ll never take it for granted ever again.
(that’ll last for a few months)
somewhere along the line, you knock out. you come to a few times — once at the gas station, another at the pharmacy — but you don’t fully awake until you’re back home.
this time, steve does swoop you up into his arms and takes you back into the comfort of your home. he sets you in your bed, helps you strip when you complain about being too hot, slides a pair of fuzzy socks onto your feet when you complain about being too cold, and eagerly rushes to the kitchen when you complain about your dry throat.
he delicately rubs vicks vapor rub into your shirt, and aquaphor onto your lips (which he kisses once they’re moisturized), and under your dry nose.
you try to tell him to leave so that he doesn’t get sick, but steve refuses. he slips his shoes off, and sits on the floor in front of your bed.
“steve,” you groan, your hand reaching out from below the covers to shove itself into his hair.
“uh-uh,” he moves away from your hand, but then moves right back to it. “i’m not leaving you alone, baby. get used to it.”
you do, quicker than either of you anticipated. but you were running out of energy to speak.
“your shows about to come on. how bout i put that on, you take a nap, and when you wake up i’ll have something to eat. okay?”
he turns to face you and his eyes watch you nod.
you mouth a simple ‘okay’ and your eyes flutter shut once steve kisses your forehead, and the soft chatter of a sitcom fills your ears.
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…I could put on airs like that, but with you it’s no good. You’re a typical, generic savior-type protagonist. Loved by the readers, loved by the characters, loved even by the plot. Boring. Short cuts aren’t my style. I can’t talk about you, and you don’t have enough value.
this evaluation of hakuno's character (thanks hans christian andersen) and titles and roles............ really reminds me of the other side of the coin for hakuno's dilemma with being a nameless nobody– losing sight of yourself from taking on too many roles and names 🫠 it's pretty interesting though cuz i can see shades of it with hakuno too ! albeit in a very different way..
real quick tho YES I KNOW A LOT OF THIS IS JUST BECAUSE OF SELF INSERT PROTAG REASONS (DEROGATORY) 🥹 but hakuno deserves better than that!!! so i prefer 2 look at it in a different way 4 my hakuno 🫶
"hakuno" doesn't know herself, hakuno is useless, but she can do her best to fulfill whatever's expected from a role like the "leader" or "hero" that a situation might call for. hakuno can't find value in herself, so she tries to get it from others and fulfilling what they want and what they need. she's good at following guidelines for what's expected from others but lacks that for herself as an individual, if that makes sense.
it's a very integral part of hakuno's character! even when she doesn't understand how she feels, she's always thinking of others and acting with them in mind. but i gotta make it clear that she's no actor!! she's just stepping up to the job in her own way. i like 2 think of it as something like water filling the shape of the glass it's put into.
doing that and taking up whatever role she has to comes from necessity rather than hakuno wanting to be something bigger than herself. hakuno sees a problem that only she can fix, and is willing to do a lot in order to fix it. (<- what we see in canon too from fate/extra when she acts in the way of a "martyr" and in ccc when she takes on the role of being "president") whether she likes it or not isn't something she thinks about, but on a deep down, it's really just something she takes on to make up for her self-perceived flaws.
trying to fit into these roles could be an attempt to find herself too in a way..... hakuno's always been concerned about the meaning and purpose of her life, so she could try to find her own self worth in this way. she'll always think of it as titles that don't suit her though :,) cough impostor syndrome cough. i can imagine her trying become someone "worthy" of it, but she'll still feel undeserving in the end for one reason or another. it never feels enough, it never feels right, there's always going to be a sense of disconnect for her.
I can’t speak of something that isn’t there. Hakuno Kishinami. You still have nothing at all.
it's because she still doesn't know who she is </3 the lack of a personal identity that is so essential to being a person is something that just can't be fixed in this way. taking up roles and living up to others' expectations could maybe provide a temporary happiness or gratification for hakuno (via gaining affection and praise through being useful because that's something she's never had), but at the end of the day hakuno won't be satisfied with that. it's a shallow reasoning and even if she obtained the love she may have desired, it'd feel misplaced because it's a love that she got for being something that she feels like she isn't.
remember– all hakuno ever wanted was to live. she's a really simple gal! i'd say that at the moment, she's just grateful to have her basic survival needs met and still wants to find herself and become her own person, but she doesn't have any grand goals or ambitions. though she might not realize it herself, what she really wants is just a normal life tbh :,) live a normal life, die a normal death and afterwards, she'd want to be remembered as "hakuno kishinami" rather than a "hero" or "savior" or "protagonist" or any other grandiose title or role
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