Things Are Never As They Seem—Chapter Twelve
Pairings—Sebastian Stan x Actress!Reader, Sebastian Stan x OFC (PR relationship)
Summary
You and Sebastian Stan have been dating privately for over two years. Everything is perfect until he is coerced into a PR relationship when he signed with a new agency to advance his career. Trouble ensues…
Warnings
MINORS DNI!! 18++. Language. Fluff. Angst. Seb is horny mofo. Mentions of HW darkside. Pap walks. Rich bitches. Henry and Blake are good bros. Did I miss anything?
Notes
Bare with me the distance chapters are always the worst but we’re getting closer and closer to some good DRAMA and the point reader gets to meet Catalina. Things will take a fun turn around ‘April’ in this story! And a little preview in ‘December’.
Series Masterlist
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November 9, 2020
You fell back, well, more like flopped with the heavy prosthetic belly you were wearing, onto the bed with an exaggerated huff.
It had been a very long, but rewarding, first day on set.
From what you could tell so far, all of your coworkers were very kind and you were honestly really looking forward to tackling this project with them.
Your makeup and wardrobe team were rambunctious as hell and very outgoing. For the three hours they worked on you this morning, they kept you entertained, made sure you were fed, and had you laughing so hard at one point that water came out your nose. You didn’t feel even the slightest uncomfortable when you had to strip butt naked so they could put the prosthetic belly on either, but a part of you figured you might as well get used to people seeing you bare because in just three weeks, you’d have to film your first ever completely nude, sex scene.
And although the thought was daunting, you now knew you were in good hands.
Rege was an absolute dream.
He’d reached out a day or two after Sebastian had left for Prague and you’d set up a few zoom calls to break that ice and run some lines before filming officially started. But today, meeting him for the first time in person, had really solidified that he was perfect for this role and an even better co-star. In between takes, he was checking in with you—making sure you were okay and despite being at least five years older than you and possessing much more experience under his belt, he still sought your opinion out and had even asked for advice or tips on the various scenes that were filmed this afternoon.
But your absolute favorite part of today was meeting the two little boys who were set to play your sons.
Luka was five years old while his brother, Malaki, had just recently turned two. They were absolutely adorable, pure, giggling balls of energy that brought something you’d never experienced on set before. The story line was rather heavy—downright violent and gruesome at times, but with them around, you found it easier to ground yourself. They made the transition between real life and the character, much smoother than it ever had before. With their playful antics and giggling fests, the usual tense and serious atmosphere seemed to be a billion times lighter.
Throughout the entirety of your rocky but progressive career, you had never felt so good about a role before. It had only been one day, and although you were exhausted, you just knew this one was going to be different—in only the best kind of way. Not only was it going to open up a whole new door of possibilities but it was going to push you well out of your comfort zone too.
This role was one that any aspiring actor could only hope and dream for, and here you were, finally making that dream a reality. All those sleepless nights spent rehearsing lines or dodging pernicious thoughts of why you weren’t good enough, the struggle to make ends meet between small roles, and the frustrated tears after yet another failed audition, really turned out worth it in the end.
Your head lolled to the side, eyes flickering to the alarm clock resting on the table beside the bed. The time flashed back at you with bright red numbers.
4:07
It was just after nine in London, meaning Blake was most definitely still awake. In fact, he was probably just wrapping up on set for the day. All day you had been dying to show him your new look and tell him all about your newly assigned makeup and costume team. You had no doubt he would throw an absolute fit over your prosthetic belly and bitch about how unfair it is that he couldn’t be part of this with you.
You drew your phone from the pocket of your deliberately ratty, jean overalls and held it up to your face to unlock it. You were expected back in your makeup/costume trailer no later than half past five to remove the belly and change back into the sweats you’d arrived in this morning, so you had a bit of time to spare.
With a drawn out grunt, you rolled out of bed and trekked over to the body mirror hung on the back of the bathroom door. You angled yourself to the side, one hand cupping the curve of the protruding bump as you plastered on a big smile and snapped a few quick pictures.
And then a brilliant idea popped up in your head.
Giggling to yourself, you unhooked the straps of the overalls and pulled them down until they rested just under the swell of your abdomen before tugging your shirt up over the top, fully exposing the prosthetic bump. Feeling giddy, you shifted back into a similar pose as the previous pictures, and snapped a couple more.
Sebastian was going to freak. You could picture him now, jaw hung slack and those steel blue eyes as wide as saucers as he openly gaped at his phone screen.
You knew he most likely wasn’t having the best of days, if the handful of pouting selfies you received this afternoon were any indication. As soon as he’d finished filming TFAWS, his team booked him a flight to Tulum, Mexico to meet Catalina for the next stunt in their PR—a two week stay at one of her father’s resorts. Just this morning, he’d had to endure yet another pap walk with Catalina on the beach, and perhaps your pictures would help brighten his day.
To Smexy Seabass:
*Attachment 7 Images*
What do you think? Can I pull off this look?
You watched, bottom lips caught between your teeth as the little ‘read’ icon popped up as soon as they delivered. Almost immediately, the three little dots in the gray bubble appeared on the bottom left corner of your chat.
From: Smexy Seabass:
Holy Fuck…
From Smexy Seabass:
Good fucking Lord, baby.
From Smexy Seabass:
Are you trying to kill me????
From Smexy Seabass:
Because it’s working... Literally hard as a fucking rock right now.
A laugh bubbled up from your throat, cheeks heating from just his words alone. And then another message popped up.
From Smexy Seabass:
You’re playing a dangerous game, sweetheart. Giving me SO MANY thoughts and ideas.
Before you could finish typing your response, a facetime came through. Your lips corked up into a beaming grin as you tapped the green button, and accepted the call. You were greeted with the fluffy, chestnut locks adorning the top of Sebastian’s head.
“Hello.”
All you got in response was a muffled groan before he lifted his head from where his face was buried in the pressed, white sheets of his hotel bed.
“Show me again.”
“Sebastian.” You giggled, the crimson in your cheeks deepening and creeping slowly down your neck under his intense, heated gaze. You’d seen him riled up plenty of time but never like this. This was something else entirely—a desperate, carnal kind of hunger swirling in those dark hues. “Don’t start something right now, I have to report back at five to get it all removed and I still need to call Blake.”
“Just lemme see, baby.” He whined, plump lips turned down in an exaggerated frown, cerulean eyes wide and pleading. “Just wanna look again, that’s all.” It was very convincing—the soft, needy tone, the puppy eyes, and the sweet little pout, you’d give him that.
You sighed, playfully rolling your eyes as you slid back up in front of the mirror and flipped the camera.
“Jesus Christ.” He groaned, eyes rolling back in his head as he scrubbed a hand up his face, then further up to tug at his tousled locks. “It looks so fucking real.”
“I know, right?” You chuckled, shifting to angle your body the opposite way, running a hand down the curve of it. “My makeup team knows what they’re doing.”
“Fuck yeah, they do.” He shook his head, tongue darting out to skim across his bottom lip as he leaned in closer to the screen, lidded eyes tracing your form in the mirror. “You’re gonna look so fucking good pregnant. God, you’re gonna kill me someday, woman.”
A string of giggles spilled free from your bitten lips, “I don’t know if I’ll actually look like this, they made the bump proportional to my size. I could be much bigger than this when I’m actually pregnant.” You paused, rolling your bottom lip between your teeth, “Could even swell up really bad in other places too. Some women do that.”
“I don’t care.” He deadpanned, “The bigger the better.”
“Oh my god.” You laughed, smacking a hand over your forehead as you flipped the camera back to your face, “You’re insatiable. I swear.”
“I can’t help it.” He chuckled, a subtle blush rising to his cheeks. “You’re just so beautiful and seeing you like that…” He shook his head, eyes twinkling and bright, “Even if it’s fake. You look so goddamn sexy pregnant. Makes me wanna fly on over and fuck you until I’m one hundred percent sure I’ve knocked you up.”
“Sebastian!” You gasped, jaw falling slack and eyes wide, “Don’t say stuff like that!”
“Why not, baby?” He breathed out a low chuckle, giving an unbothered shrug of his shoulders, “It’s not like I don’t mean it.”
You swallowed thickly, mouth opening and closing like a fish as you struggled to formulate a response, “I…” You squeaked out, “Someday?”
Sebastian laughed, nose wrinkling in your favorite way, “You’re so fucking cute, baby.” He waved a hand over his face, sporting a smirk that could rival that of a Cheshire cat, “You’re blushing so hard. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you turn so red before. What—you don’t wanna have my babies?”
“Of course I do.” You blurted out before you could stop yourself, mouth moving faster than your brain. “It’s all I think about. You know I’ve always wanted to be a mom.” You dropped your head in your hands, muffling an embarrassed groan, “It’s not that. Just…” You bit your lip, scrubbing a hand down your flushed face, “I just don’t think we’re ready for that. I mean… Our careers are really taking off right now.” You waved your hands ainimently in the air, “If all goes well, you’re going to be booked for the next year and half… what with Fresh, Pam and Tommy if you accept it, and all the other stuff they promised you. Not to mention, the PR. Even when it ends next December, you’ll have to wait and ease through the breakup so you don’t piss Catalina off. It wouldn’t look good for us to come out as a couple by… knocking me up or something.”
Sebastian looked completely crestfallen for a second before he stoned his features and cleared his throat, “I didn’t think about it like that.” His eyes flickered down, fingers fiddling with a loose string on the edge of a pillow, “That seems like forever away.” His eyebrows furrowed as he lifted his gaze, lips pressed into a thin line, “So we have to wait two years to progress our relationship and then some more to start a family.” He scoffed, shaking his head, “Getting out of this contract sounds more and more appealing every day.”
“We have time.” You spoke up, offering him a gentle smile, “Okay? Don’t forget I’m only just turning thirty next year. My body is in business for, at the very least, another ten years.”
His head tipped back, a boisterous laugh bubbling up from his chest and you considered it a win, a wave of relief flooding through you as his face brightened and his lips corked up in a content smile.
“I’m just saying though,” He said softly, “I wouldn’t be mad if it happened. We would make it work either way.”
You felt your cheeks heat again, heart fluttering and warmth spreading through your chest, “Well, that means a lot.” Your lips tugged up into a bashful grin, the blush coating the apples of your cheeks not lessening in the slightest, “I know we’ve both agreed we would want to be present and very hands on with our future children and honestly, that’s not possible right now.” You shook your head, rolling your eyes, “Not when we're being pulled halfway across the world every other month.”
“You’re right.” He sighed, fingers scratching anxiously at the coarse hair lining his cheeks and jaw, “A few more years to focus on us and establish our careers, and when this PR ends we can talk about going public-”
“I want to.” You interjected, “I want to go public as soon as we’re given the all clear.”
Sebastian’s eyes widened, lips parting in surprise, “You’re serious?”
“Deadly.” You nodded, lips curling up in a big grin, “Look at us. We’re both working on really good things and have so much to look forward to in the next year. We’re finally scoring the roles we’ve waited and worked so hard for. The next couple years are going to be big for us and I want to do it with you by my side… Publicly.”
He remained frozen, jaw slack and cerulean eyes bright and hopeful as he took in your words.
“Besides,” You chuckled, “I’m almost positive that your fans will take to our relationship much better than yours with Catalina.”
“Oh, they definitely will.” Sebastian nodded, tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip as he combed a hand through his tousled hair, “I’m pretty sure there are already fan pages dedicated to us. Blake sent me one a few days ago.”
“Blake did?” Your brows furrowed, “How come he didn’t send it to me?”
“Don’t know.” He shrugged, “Maybe he just likes me more.”
“He does not.” You gasped, pressing an offended hand to your chest, “I’m gonna have to have a little chat with him. He could at least pretend that I’m his favorite… I’m the one paying him, after all.”
He let out a soft laugh, shaking his head, “You do that, baby. I’ve gotta call with Craig to talk more about Pam and Tommy in a half hour anyways.”
You corked a brow, a subtle smirk tugging at the corner of your lips, “That’s exciting. Call me after?”
“Sure thing.” He flashed you a bright smile, “I love you. Talk to ya later.”
“I love you more.”
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“Hey—Oh my God.” Blake squeaked out, eyes flickering rapidly from your face to the prominent swell in your clothed abdomen.
“Doesn’t it look so real?” You giggled, angling to the side to give him a better view. “It feels real too. It’s heavy as shit.”
“Holy shit. Yeah.” He nodded, jaw slack and brown eyes as wide as saucers, “Henry come look at this. It was Y/N’s first day on set.”
Heavy, quick footsteps sounded through your speaker and then Henry popped into view behind Blake. You couldn’t help but laugh when his eyes widened and he jolted back like he’d been slapped clean across the face.
“What the—fuck.” Henry stammered out, blinking rapidly as his gaze traveled over your body, “That’s… That makes me feel so weird. It looks so real.”
“I know, right?” You giggled, rolling your bottom lip between your teeth to suppress a smile, “It’s definitely going to take some getting used to.”
“How was your first day?” Henry asked, hopping over the back of the couch Blake was lounging across. The redhead shot him a subtle glare when he plopped down beside him, crowding his space until he was sure you could see him in the camera too. “Was everyone nice?”
“Is your makeup team any good?” Blake piped up, leaning forward to prop his phone on the coffee table before slumping back in his seat, his arms crossed over his chest, “I mean, I know they aren’t me but…”
“They’re great.” You exclaimed, a beaming smile split across your face, “Everyone is so nice and welcoming.”
You went on to explain your entire day, step by step, hands waving expressively through the air. You told them all about your interactions with Rege and the sweet little boys, and how comfortable you felt with your new makeup/wardrobe team. They listened eagerly, sporting big proud grins as they soaked in your excitement and unadulterated happiness.
“Sounds like you had an amazing day, Y/N/N.” Henry smiled, “I’m so happy for you. If anyone deserves this, it’s you.”
“He’s right, babe.” Blake added, tilting his head to the side with a soft smirk, dark eyes twinkling with pride and warmth, “I’m so bummed I can’t be there with you but just know we’re all cheering you on from across the sea.”
A wave of emotions rocked through you, the apples of your cheeks flaming pink over their heartfelt admissions. The looks on their faces—the blatant pride and satisfaction, almost made you want to cry. They were so obvious in their happiness for you and you wanted nothing more than to make them proud, to never ever let them down.
Words couldn’t even begin to describe how thankful you were for the people in your life, Blake and Henry included. You wouldn’t be here—sitting on set, starring in this movie, without them.
“Thank you so much guys.” You managed out, voice cracking as you struggled to keep the sudden outburst of emotions in check and your happy tears at bay. “You have no idea how much this means to me. I wouldn’t be here without either of you.”
Blake waved a hand dismissively, a subtle blush rising to the apples of his cheeks as a bashful smile tugged at the corner of his pink lips, “Now, now, don’t get all sappy on us. You know that shit makes me feel uncomfy.”
You couldn’t stop the watery laugh that tore through you even if you tried. You shook your head, rubbing a hand over your eyes to wipe any and all remnants of the tears that had been pooling there. They were long gone now, of course Blake just had to ruin the moment.
“Did you show Sebastian your fake belly?” Henry spoke up, offering you somewhat of an awkward smile, and his urge to change the topic wasn’t missed by you. What was it with these boys and their discomfort with sappy feelings?
You nodded, rolling your bottom lip between your teeth, “I did.”
“I bet he lost his shit.” Blake cackled, shaking his head as he leaned forward to rest his elbows on his spread thighs, “I saw his Pap walk with Catalina and he definitely didn’t look like he was enjoying himself. I’m sure that made his day much better.”
You paused, smile fading as your brow furrowed in confusion, “The pictures already dropped? They just did it this morning.”
“Wow, they move fast.” Henry whistled, shaking his head. “They came out an hour or so ago but I wouldn’t-”
You drowned out the rest, heart racing as you opened google and typed Sebastian’s name in. Sure enough, the first pictures to pop up were from the pap walk on the beach. Your stomach churned, heart tightening as you swiped through each individual photo.
It was better than the last, you’d give them that.
Probably one of the most convincing shots since the first were released.
Sexy shots of them swimming in the water, one with Catalina’s thighs wrapped around his waist and her arms over his shoulders as they shared a kiss, another in the same pose but caught in the moment a big wave crashed against them, her breast, practically spilling out of her tiny, peach bikini top, pressed against his arm.
The images made you fucking sick.
Alarm bells blared in your brain as all rational thought flew out the window, replaced by the familiar bitter, resentful, distrusting ache pulsing through your sensitive heart.
She’s pretty. She looks better in a bikini. Was he turned on by being in such a position with her? Did he enjoy kissing her? They look good together, maybe even better than us.
Too many thoughts. Too many feelings. Most of the detrimental, all of them negative.
“Y/N.”
Your gaze slipped up to meet Blake’s through your laptop screen, and you were sure you looked exactly like a deer caught in the headlights.
“Get out of your head.” He urged gently though you didn’t miss the stubborn tick in his jaw or the fire flaming in his brown hues. “Stop and think. Look at the other pictures—the ones where they aren’t kissing.”
“Look at his face, Y/N/N.” Henry added quickly, “Look at how he walks away from her and how pissed she looks.”
You exhaled a shaky breath, head bobbing half heartedly as you closed the picture you were looking at in favor of clicking on one where it looks as though Sebastian is walking away from Catalina. His back is turned to her, a very obvious scowl painted across his handsome features while she stands a few feet away, eyeing him with a cold glare. You swiped to the next one of them walking up the beach, his expression solemn as he treks a few paces behind her.
A few more swipes and you came across a few shots of him sitting beneath the canopy by himself, t-shirt back on, black hat atop his head, and his airpods tucked in his ears. He looked to be on the phone, attention focused solely on whoever was on the other end. If you had to guess, it was most likely Eli distracting him from the situation. Wouldn’t be the first time he’d called someone seeking comfort in Catalina’s presence, he’d done it with you more than a few times.
“See.” Henry breathed out, pulling you from your head, “They’re not so bad.”
“Someone released a video of them too.” Blake hummed, leaning over to snatch his phone from where it was propped, “I’ll send you the link. It looks highly uncomfortable. He looks absolutely done with her shit and just leaves her behind on the walk back to their seats or something.”
You didn’t respond but clicked on the link when it came through. It opened up in your youtube app under the title ‘Sebastian Stan in Tulum’ and you’d be lying if it didn’t remind you of the video that someone posted of them at a club in Ibiza.
You watched with your heart in your throat as Sebastian appeared in the lens, he turned to say something to Catalina, looking more than a little annoyed before whipping back around and trekking quickly up the beach. Not once did he steal a glance back to make sure she was following him. Catalina stalked slowly after him, pointed features pressed in a deep scowl. You watched with a baited breath as she neutralized her face, trying hard to remain unphased as her gaze trailed over the people lounging around the beach. That is until she made direct eye contact with the camera and the video stopped right as her expression hardened into a nasty glare.
You inhaled sharply, shaking your head, “Yikes.” You cleared your throat, straightening up in your seat. “That’s rough.”
As much as you loathe to admit, that clip made you feel so much better. It was pathetic really, to get so bothered and upset over stupid, fucking pap pictures. You worked in the business, you knew how these things worked. In fact, all walks are the same. All they do is insert different people and copy and paste.
Especially with these beach shots, they were always exactly the same.
Person A holds Person B in the water. They share a kiss. They walk around, splash a little. Hair slicked back, dripping wet, and the women always dress in their tiniest bikinis.
Selena Gomez and JB. Juliana Hough and her boyfriend. Liam Hesmworth and Miley Cyrus.
Everybody that is somebody, does it.
It shouldn’t affect you this much. Not anymore—Not after the other however many pap walks they’d already done.
But it wasn’t just that.
You’d think after everything you’d been through with Sebastian, you wouldn’t worry about that. You’d been together for over three years now, and friends for even longer, there was absolutely no reason for you to doubt him or feel insecure. Not once, had he given you a reason too.
You were ashamed, embarrassed even.
Sebastian deserved better, and these feelings—the insecure, jealousy needed to end here and now. The guilt and shame would only tear you apart, and eventually maybe even your relationship too.
“Hey, I…” You stammered out, feeling breathless all of the sudden, “I gotta go get this removed. I’m supposed to meet at the trailer in—two minutes. I’ll text you, okay?”
You didn’t even give them the chance to protest before you ended the call, falling back on your bed with a heavy sigh.
You were done letting Catalina and this bogus relationship affect you anymore.
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Later that night you found yourself snuggled up in bed, reruns of Friends playing softly in the background as you munched on a big bowl of berries and facetimed Sebastian.
You had already told him all about your day, down to every last minor detail—like what you had for breakfast before your very big day. He was just as, if not more, eager and excited for you to embark on this project and knowing that he’d be there every step of the way, supporting and cheering you on, made everything seem that much less daunting.
You knew you could count on him to ease your nerves, especially with that sex scene looming over your head.
“And how about you?” You asked softly, turning the tables on him, “How was your day?”
It wasn’t hard to figure out that he didn’t want to talk about the pap walk with Catalina today. It was all too obvious the moment he jumped right into discussing you—asking tedious questions about what you ate today or minor details in the interactions you had with anyone you happened to mention meeting on set. He’d even made you give him a step by step on how they applied the prosthetic belly.
“If you don’t wanna talk about the pap walk we don’t have to.” You added quickly, rolling your bottom lip between your teeth, “I can tell you're avoiding it for whatever reason.”
“It’s not that.” He shook his head, tugging a hand through his hair as he slumped back into the headboard, “I know how those pictures look. It can’t be easy for you to see.”
“It’s not.” You admitted, chuckling halfheartedly, “But I know it’s not real. I’ll admit I get in my head over it but it’s okay, okay? I did a lot of self reflection this afternoon after I saw the pics and I realized there was absolutely no reason for it to affect me.” You gave a little shrug of your shoulders, eyes flickering down to your half eaten bowl of berries, “I trust you, okay? You’ve never given me reason not to and this is just another job—just like your other roles. I have never ever been the insecure, jealous type and I’m not going to start that shit now. Not over this.”
You felt his sigh of relief in your soul and you glanced up to find utter relief painted across his sharp, handsome features.
“I don’t want her to win.” You huffed, lifting your gaze to meet his soft cerulean hues through your phone screen. “I don’t want to let her get under my skin. I don’t want her to get between us. It’s just another day in Hollywood.” You breathed out a little giggle, throwing your hand up, “I mean, come on, paps on the beach—in the water. Who isn’t doing it these days?”
“True.” Sebastian tossed his head back, a light laugh spilling feebly from his plump lips, “That and yacht pics!! It’s all the same.”
“Exactly.” You chuckled, shaking your head. “I just don’t want you to tiptoe around me, okay?” You tilted your head a little to one side and offered him a reassuring smile, “I can handle it. I’m okay. You’re okay. We’re okay. Even if you turn around and end up getting along with her, or hanging out with her…or whatever,” You took a deep breath, “I trust you.”
“I won’t.” He interjected, the finiality in his tone leaving no room for discussion. “I want nothing to do with her. And I want you to know—remind you, that I’ve seen her a total of three times since we’ve been here. Once for the pap shot, and two times to get some footage with some camera dudes she hired.”
“Okay.” You responded softly.
“And she’s staying in a different room on a completely different floor, okay?”
“Okay.” You nodded.
“In fact, last night Eli and I were hanging out and he went to grab us some dinner from one of the restaurants downstairs.” He paused, leaning closer to the camera, eyes wide and voice low, “And he saw her with some other guy… apparently they were all over each other—making out, sitting in his lap…”
“What?” You croaked out, face scrunching in distaste, “Can’t she get in trouble for that? What happens if she gets caught?”
Sebastian shrugged, a sly smirk curving across his lips, “Not my problem.” He shook his head, “If she wants to risk getting caught and look like a cheater, that’s her deal. Actually, she’d be doing me a big favor if she did.”
“She’s an idiot.”
Sebastian laughed, nose scrunching as he wiggled his eyebrows as you, “I know.”
“Okay,” You waved your hand dismissively, “Enough about that I wanna hear about your call with Craig.”
“I accepted the role.”
You let out a little squeal, your entire face lighting up like the Fourth of July and you didn’t miss the way his cheeks heated pink, “Oh my god. It’s about damn time.”
“I know.” He sighed, scrubbing a hand down his face, scratching nervously at the scruff of his beard, “I just hope I’m doing the right thing—making the right decision.”
You understood why he was hesitant, hell, you would be too if you had to play such a complex, real character. The situation with Pamela Anderson and Tommy Lee was controversial at best. There was no doubt it would stir up a lot of shit and that was one of the many reasons Sebastian was so hesitant to agree to it. Not only that, but he was expected to lose an obscene amount of weight and learn to play the drums in less than three months.
He already had his hands full with preparations for Fresh—meetings with the rest of the cast and Mimi Cave, extra hours spent studying actual serial killers and cannibals with a profound, expert Doctor, and now he had to find the time for drum lessons when he arrived in LA and find a way to safely lose weight through diets, fasting, and exercise.
It was a lot to have on one's plate but if anyone was going to pull it off it was going to be Sebastian.
“It is.” You said, a proud grin growing across your face, “This is an opportunity of a lifetime and the fact that Craig reached out directly…” You let loose a little delighted laugh, “That says something. That’s huge.”
“I couldn’t pass this up.” Sebastian declared, more so to himself you were sure, “It’s gonna stir up some hate and there is gonna be a whole lot of press—more than I’m used to but I think this is exactly what I’ve been waiting for. This is the next step.”
“Yeah, baby.” You smiled, “This is it. This role will be the turning point in your career. And it’s…” You waved your hands expressively through the air, cheeks aching from how big you were grinning, “This is right up your alley. It’s gonna push you to new lengths and get you out of your comfort zone. It’s a tough one but I just know this will be worth it in the end.”
“You’re right.” He breathed out, the sweetest of smiles curling at the corner of his bitten lips, “Look at us, pretty girl, both making big moves—big steps. Things are looking up.”
“I am so fucking proud of you, Sebastian Stan.” You beamed, “Did you know that?”
“Not as proud as I am of you.” He whispered, shooting you that signature, heart clenching smile, “And the best part of it all, is we get to do it together.”
“Damn straight.” You giggled, “We’re a team—You and me.”
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I really like your fic recs and I don’t really keep very up to date with the latest sanders sides stuff on ao3 so, favorite fics from the past week?
Oh uh... lets see today is 8/5/2020... and I’ll do my fav fics that have just been posted or updated this week:
Swept Away - Part Three of my favorite Sirens au, where Logan gets swept up in a storm and wonders if anyone will miss him (they will).
The Variables - Logan bought a house in the middle of nowhere so he could avoid having to ever talk to anyone else ever again. The ghosts have other plans.
You Can Picani Family You Want - Emile fosters two kids and quickly learns he’ll do anything to see them smile.
Atypical Destiny - LAMP soulmates are determined to make their polyamory work, even if no one else thinks it will.
‘Cause Every Time We Touch, I Get This Feeling - Touch starved Janus falls for touchy-feely Patton.
Rays on My Skin - Virgil is six when he discovers that he has multiple soulmates and absolutely none of them speak his language. Oh and also three of them don’t know he exists.
If You Give a Side a Lion - Remus and Roman have some things to work out, but first it looks like theyre gonna have to save the universe, along with three other guys, an alien prince, and his assistant. A Voltron AU that I didn’t know I needed.
The Story of Emile the Seer - Emile is unfortunately born with the ability to see the future. Theres a lot of awful things people would do about that.
Alleyway - Logan finds a baby in a dumpster in an alley and decides to keep it.
Slower Than Words - Virgil can’t see. Patton can’t hear. But theyre stuck in a cell together while people conduct unethical experimentation on them, so maybe they can learn to communicate?
Old Scars, Future Hearts - Virgil has a problem asking for help when he’s overwhelmed, but this time? This time the others are already angry at him. And they wont want to help him if they’re angry at him, right?
the shapes in the silence - Virgil turns into a cat-sized Dragon when he gets overwhelmed which only becomes a problem when Patton finds him hiding in the pantry and thinks he’s a figment from imagination and not another side. And if the Light sides like him so much as a dragon....well maybe he should stay that way.
breathing and other rhythms that used to be easy - A Nightmare brings Virgil back to the dark side of the mindscape, just to check, just to make sure, just to see that Deceit and Remus are still breathing and thats it. In and out. They won’t even know he was there.
Road Trips and Missing Persons - Patton goes out for groceries and doesn’t come back home because he gets kidnapped by a child with a knife. Virgil is on the run from his crazy mother after she killed his father. Janus will do anything to get to his brother before his mother does. Remy isn’t actually dead. And Logan will strangle his entire family for not answering their phones.
Bounty - A sequel to Abduction in the Space Family series: Space, aliens and Virgil is a human in the middle of it all. Excellent series, 20/10 and I will cry about it. thanks.
The Curse of Hanahaki - In which Remus plays himself by cursing Imagination so that anyone who falls in love will cough up flowers. Aka Hanahaki but with a tangible plot.
fall out of in love with me - Deceit asks Remus to make him a potion to dilute his intense feelings for Virgil before they crush him at the absolute worst possible time for Virgil.
A Wager. - Virgil meets professional gambler and they mage a wager they both come out winning in.
i’ll sink for you - Deceit can hypnotize anyone, but Virgil is all to willing to be his plaything.
Save the Moment - Patton takes pictures of everything. Janus notices more than he should.
Lavender - Patton can’t handle the sound of Logan and Roman’s argument, but thankfully Janus steps up to the plate.
Mind Over Matter - Being a human in Space is just asking for trouble. Being forced to fight in fighting ring just makes Virgil another sad statistic. However, choosing not to fight his clearly harmless opponent....that makes him different.
The Apartment - Virgil moves into his first apartment and becomes best friends with the elderly man who lives next door and tells fond stories of his numerous grandkids that can never seem to make time for him. Virgil is unaware this is how to get himself adopted into a new family.
sweet tea in the summer - Roman and Patton are the sweetest of lovers through the years.
How two exasperated doctors adopted three robots - Rival Scientists Janus and Logan both have the great idea to see what their company is hiding on the same night. They were not prepared for the answer, but they can definitely get used to it. (Bickering Loceit? uh hell yeah.)
Breathe Out - Virgil will become minion for one chance to get out of the closet, thanks. aka: The other darksides are terrible, and Janus thinks that he and Virgil might be able to work well together, and somehow that puts Virgil on track becoming a Light side whether he wants to or not. (And I gush because everything this author writes is amazing)
The Debate - Part of The Other Side of the Mirror au, where Janus, Remus, and Virgil are Thomas’s core sides and big bad scary Logan shows up to ruin everything. Except that he’s actually helping and Janus might have to reconsider if the other sides are actually as bad as he’s made them out to be.
And It Fell Away - Patton and Virgil are part of the Earth Kingdom army. Janus is part of the Fire Kingdom infantry. It seems that the only thing they all have in common are their need to escape the current battle and then the war itself, if just to save their own lives.
Come Alive - Patton tries to end it all but not-so-friendly vampire Janus stops him. Now there’s just an agreement: Patton spends one year as a vampire in the underworld city for the supernatural, and if they decide living still isn’t worth it they can take a stake to themselves, but...Janus is willing to bet they can find at least one person whos worth it. Ft: everyone falls in love with Patton at first sight, as it should be.
by the book - Librarian Virgil runs the adult section of the library, but his most interesting visitor is the tiny child who talks too fast and has really super attractive dads.
Pen Pal - Logan’s roommates all get together and Logan doesn’t think he has a place there with them, so he withdraws and turns to his pen pal for company.
Wedding Crashers - While standing at the alter for his arranged marriage to a princess he will never love, Logan doesn’t think his really lovers are coming for him. He’s pleasantly surprised.
You Haunt Me And I Like It - Ghost Virgil has had a lot of roommates before without ever needing to show himself, but this one is just too skeptical for him to leave alone.
Wow that is a lot more than I thought I had!
Looking for more fics? I’m got more lists here on my Fic Rec Masterlist!
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HYPNOSIS MICROPHONE 4TH INTERNATIONAL POLL (DECEMBER 2020) Part 12: Fandom and the Future of HypMic (JP)
Thank you for your participation! These are the final results for the 4th Hypnosis Microphone International Poll. After months of work on this, we have estimates for general fandom opinions. Do you agree or disagree with the general opinions? Please let us know!
Click the READ MORE to view the results.
PREFACE
The data collection for this poll received 902 votes to give us an indication of the demographic of those who consume Hypnosis Mic. This poll was open to English speakers, and thus, results may be considerably Euro/American-centric. The word ‘international’ has been used to refer to how fans are from many places around the world, but the poll may also refer to this group as ‘English-speaking’ etc. The Japanese poll had a smaller respondent pool with 400.
This poll received the most activity through Twitter, given that the series is most active on that platform. The poll was also posted on Tumblr, Facebook and the HypMic wiki. Commentary has been given on sections of the poll. These results will be available in full on from this account. The Japanese poll results shall follow about a week with comparison to this poll.
The poll was conducted from December 2020 to January 2021. This poll is UNOFFICIAL and none of the composers of this poll have any relation to King Records whatsoever.
This will be split into MULTIPLE posts due to the amount of data and limitations of tumblr.
PART 12: Miscellaneous Questions
Which character would you like to be explored more?
Respondents were allowed to select up to 3 characters.
As we were processing these results, all characters have received some part of character development.
Did MTR deserve the 1st DRB win?
YES, Matenro did deserve the 1st DRB win: 61.5%
NO, Matenro did not deserve the 1st DRB win: 38.5%
Did FP deserve the Rule the Stage DRB win?
YES, Fling Posse did deserve the Rule the Stage DRB win: 66.5%
NO, Fling Posse did not deserve the Rule the Stage DRB win: 33.5%
Who do you believe will win the 2nd DRB? This was not a ‘who do you WANT to win’ question.
CANNOT DECIDE: 27%
Buster Bros!!!: 18%
Fling Posse: 16.2%
MAD TRIGGER CREW: 14.8%
Dotsuitare Honpo: 10.5%
Matenro: 9%
Bad Ass Temple: 4.5%
Who do you think will win BB vs DH, MTC vs FP, MTR vs BAT?
Dotsuitare Honpo VS Buster Bros!!!
Dotsuitare Honpo: 30.5%
Buster Bros!!!: 52.8%
Can’t Decide: 16.8%
Bad Ass Temple VS Matenro
Bad Ass Temple: 30.2%
Matenro: 46%
Can’t Decide: 23.8%
Fling Posse VS MAD TRIGGER CREW
Fling Posse: 36.5%
MAD TRIGGER CREW: 38.5%
Can’t Decide: 25%
WHAT ARE YOU HOPING TO SEE IN THE MAIN PLOT OF HYPMIC?
With 400 responses, we decided not to do a table of these as we’ve already showed which characters respondents wanted to be explored more. However, we will show ‘interesting’ points that we’ve found.
INTERESTING RESPONSES
Many, many responses pleading for the happiness of characters/ending their suffering
ハッピーエンド: Happy end
世界平和: World peace
各ディビジョン、各キャラがしっかりと愛されているもの: Each division, and each character being loved
Calling for a different scriptwriter/ change of certain plot elements/ solve inconsistencies
The collapse of Chuohku/rebellion
Secret Aliensの参戦: Secret Aliens participating
OTHER RESPONSES
希望: Hope
合理性: Rationality
整合性: Consistency
話し合いをして: For them to just talk it out
各ディビジョン、各キャラがしっかりと愛されているもの: Each division, and each character being loved
ADDRESSED RESPONSES
How is Ramuda/Fling Posse able to participate in the DRB if he’s being hunted down
Dice and Otome’s relationship/family
Hifumi’s trauma and Honobono’s identity
WHY DID YOU GET INTO HYPMIC?
Of 400 responses, 43 responses mentioned a character by name or song. Not all characters were mentioned but of the ones mentioned, each was mentioned:
Of 400 responses, 9 mentioned a division by name. Each were mentioned:
Dotsuitare Honpo: 6
Bad Ass Temple: 2
MAD TRIGGER CREW: 1
Of 400 responses, 21 responses mentioned a song. Each were mentioned
Division Battle Anthem (6)
Aa~ Osaka Dreamin’ Night (4)
Stella, Shibuya Marble Texture (3)
Labyrinth Shadow, Don’t Stop the Party, Labyrinth Wall (1)
Of 400 responses, 6 responses mentioned a seiyuu. Each were mentioned:
Subaru Kimura (4)
Yukihiro Nozuyama, Sho Hayami (1)
Here are some ‘notable’ reasons people got into HypMic:
エネルギー?: Energy? - Could possibly relate to Shirai’s and ‘energy’
名前のすごさ: Their strange names
疲れていた時に聞いたから: I heard about it when I was tired
生きてる彼ら自身を音に乗せて語るラップが最高だったから。彼らの生き様を、誇りを、全てを乗せてくれる HIPHOP がかっこよかったから。: The raps about themselves are full of life. This HIPHOP shows everything in their way of life and their pride - it’s cool.
乱数の闇: Ramuda’s Darkside
ピンク髪: Pink Hair
A lot of responses are people appreciating HypMic as their introduction to rap or furthering their passion for rap.
There will be a few days delay before posting the comparison between International and Japanese fandom. Please bear with us!
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