I'm going to try to be as nice as I can. If you are having full on meltdowns and panic attacks because Chris Evans got married, please seek out for a psychiatrist. And if you consume so much media, if your life revolves around a celebrity to that extent, turn off the computer, lay off the fanfic, stop consuming media with them, stop consuming fanfiction. Just stop it.
Chris didn't sell you any fake image, the fans who were here before marvel, we knew about his frat guy personality, he openly talked about what part of a woman's body he found it attractive, he openly talked about how he's always thinking inappropriate jokes, y'all made a imaginary version of him, and then got upset when he didn't fit that image. People are not a piece of paper, they are multifaced, he can easily be a party frag guy and a family guy. It's not an impossible thing,
I'm not trying to be mean, I'm genuinely worried for some of y'all. I'm going to tag this with every male celebrity with a heavy female audience and fanatics that I can think of, because it's becoming ridiculous and scary.
I was here in the 2010s, when fandom was at one of its peaks, I saw girls leaking each other's address because of fandom wars, I had my number leaked, just because I made fun of One Direction at the time, I saw girls stepping over each other at events just to get a peak of their favorite singer or actor, y'all are acting just the same, but this time is way worse, because a lot of you are full grown ass adults. I saw people threatening to hurt themselves because of this marriage. I heard that Pedro Pascal was stalked a few weeks ago, people are having public meltdowns because of Timothée Chalamet, there's still people stalking Henry's girlfriend. There are still people dissecting every single move that Zawe does. Seek professional help. Stop consuming fanfiction, don't just decrease the quantity, stop consuming it for at least 3 months.
I don't know when y'all will understand they are actors, singers, models, they are here to sell a product so we can consume their product. We can enjoy a little harmless fun sometimes, we can imagine what it would be like to be next to them, or date them, be their friend, we can imagine that, but there's a point where you have to back up, rethink your life choices and see what's missing in your life. Please seek help, immediately
So look: we know Dani fucks. He is, objectively, a very classically handsome man. And quite frankly, the phrase ‘I like to give away joy for free’ conjures all sorts of thoughts which aren’t repeatable in public. Nonetheless I love that he’s not portrayed as that sort of traditional player athlete. I can’t actually imagine him trying to ‘seduce’ anyone - not to say that Dani is always childishly naive, I just don’t think that sort of persuasion is consistent with his character. He shows a genuine interest in people, and you can imagine that that sort of enthusiasm and consideration would be very, very sexy to encounter.
What I’m saying is: I’d love to see a scene where Thierry, Richard and Jamie are all out on the pull and getting more and more furious because all of their smooth chat-up lines are worthless compared to the beautiful raven-haired golden retriever who just is so happy to meet these women and yes he’d love to chat more about their book club and their embroidery projects and their netball, and it’s clear that all of this interest is 100% genuine…and meanwhile all the other guys are just like: we are premier league footballers. we are smooth, fit, and being abandoned for conversations about scrapbooking, and Dani’s actually making it work. what the fuck.