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[justaboymadeofhoneyandglass]

Can I say hi to uhhhh Harley or Vienna???

I am Kadennnnnn

Yall prolly dont know me yer

Oh hi! (Vienna here)

Ohhh you're Kaden! You're cool I like you

James hasn't told me much about you but he said you rlly helped her today so I think you're cool

Whats your favourite sea animal? Mine are tiger sharks and dolphins but I also love orcas hehe

[justaboymadeofhoneyandglass]

Me with Evan and harley and also Vienna sorry y'all have to deal with the same shit I do but you need to be relatable

[ljubitelj-sonca]

Tokio by Joker Out, Vienna 09.12.2024

WHEN I TELL YOU I ALMOST STARTED CRYING!!!

For @laffichk !! <3

[justaboymadeofhoneyandglass]

Masterlist of all my characters (only most ofc) because why tf not?

Harley Jane

Age: 15/16 or 25/30 in my AU version

Pronouns: She/her, also uses he/him but in a butch lesbian, little guy way

Pics:

Evan/Evie

Age: same as Harley

Pronouns: Mainly he/she, genderfluid, sometimes uses they/them too

Pics:

Regulus Pierre

Age: Same as Harley, in some AU's he's up to five years younger than her tho but we ignore that cus i make it problematic

Pronouns: He/him, he's a demiboy but hasn't rlly found another pronoun that also fits him

Pics:

Mary Jane Smith

Age: same as Harley

Pronouns: She/her, Demigirl, same thing as reggie

Pics:

Vienna Allana

Age: Same as everyone else, sometimes a year older but not much

Pronouns: She/her, simple lol

Pics:

Nya Caliope

Age: Same as everyone else, sometimes shes aged down by a year but nothing substantial

Pronouns: She/they, nonbinary woman

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Phillippa

Age: Same as everyone else, sometimes a year older but again, nothing much

Pronouns: She/her but doesnt rlly gaf if you use anything else she won’t correct you

Pics:

Alexander

Age: Same as everyone

Pronouns: He/him, she/her when he‘s dressed fem but doesn’t rlly gaf about his gender much

Pics:

Violet

Age: Same as everyone, sometimes aged up or down a year

Pronouns: She/they

Pics:

James (nya‘s big brother)

Age: three ish years older than Nya, when she’s 16 he‘s 19/20 when she’s aged down to 14 he’s 17/18

Pronouns: He/him, just a Guy

Pics:

Allegra (Vienna‘s big sister)

Age: complicated. She’s technically always older than James, in the main universe she’s 22 when (almost) everyone else is 16, but as soon as everyone me is legal she’s like 26 or smth

Pronouns: She/her but kinda in a guy way yk

Pics:

Ryan

Age: 24

Pronouns: He/him

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Jonathan

Age: 23

Pronouns: He/him

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Marley/Marlene

Age: 15/16 in basically every universe, in the future one she‘s not as much there so she’s just about everyone else‘s age

Pronouns: She/they

Pics: (have to make a picrew, also can't add any more to this post)

Lily (Harley‘s little sister)

Age: 2 and a half to three years younger than her, usually 13 to 14 and in my later AU about 22

Pronouns: She/her

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Cody (Harley‘s older brother)

Age: Around James‘s age, three years older than Harley

Pronouns: He/him and she/her only when he‘s in drag or dressed fem

Pics:

Stacy

Age: same age as Harley

Pronouns: She/her but still searching for another set that fits her too

Pics:

Ripley

Age: again, complicated. In my main he‘s 16, but a few months older than us, in some other universes he‘s about 18 when everyone else is 16 it’s complicated

Pronouns: He/him

Pics:

Jake (Regulus‘s older brother)

Age: 20, four years older than Reg

Pronouns: He/him

Pics: (can't add any more, he looks similar to Reggie but with a lot of cute stubble and shorter hair)

August

Age: 16, she doesnt appear in any other universes except for the one she was made in which is not the main

Pronouns: She/her/they

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Victoria Areia

Age: C O M P L I C A T E D !!! Sometimes she‘s Allegra‘s age, sometimes she‘s Harley’s aged up age (19 when everyone else is 15 or 16) sometimes she’s 18, it’s weird

Pronouns: She/her

Pics:

Dorian J Caliari (fyi if you call him anything except for J he’ll rip your head off)

Age: FUCKIGN COMPLICATED about 7 years older than most of us but uhhh idkkk sometimes he’s just two years older than us it’s weirddd

pronouns: he/him but he‘d prefer to not be perceived at all actually

Pics:

Azur aka Austin Zachariah Cerule

Age: god this is complicated. When J is older, so is he, but at the same time he isn’t older than any of us? usually when J is like 26, the rest is either 18, or like 23/24. Azur is generally one to two years younger than J and in some universes he’s also younger than us by two or three years idkkk

pronouns: He/they/she/doesn’t rlly gaf what you call it

pics:

there’s more, there’s an entire other universe but idk if y’all want that cus it’s very different 🤷🏻

I also haven’t added the pets so i might make a different post for them

[eyluvu]

REYNA AND LEO SIBLING DYNAMIC OH MY GOD?!??!?!?! WHY DID I NEVER THINK OF THIS?!?!?!?! IM SQUEALING

[bloodyheartscult546]

Harley and me and Vienna and j and fucking everyone atp

acab (all cannibals are bisexual)

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[catastrxblues]

forever grateful to 13 going on 30 for introducing me to vienna by billy joel and making me cry sob and scream the first time i heard it when i didn’t even know its name in the first place

[justaboymadeofhoneyandglass]

VIENNA VIENNA VIENNA VIENNA

[touchbased]

CLOSED  STARTER  FOR  @divinealign​ !

“  if  you’re  trying  to  make  me  hate  you ,  then  you’re  doing  a  great  job .  ”

[ljubitelj-sonca]

Angeli by Mrfy in Vienna, 09.12.2024

For @vse-kar-vem !!!

[justaboymadeofhoneyandglass]

ohh more fun facts about my paras hehe

Harley first

She is part of the "hates her dad" club and her parents divorced when she was like 14

she lovessss old cars sm, her and Phillippa will like get a oldtimer and fix it together and that's like their little summer thing that they do together it's adorable it's like their couple/best friend tradition lol

she had a cat when she was growing up, he was a dark almost like brown tabby and he died when she was 16, he was 20 and his name was Bo-Bo

Her fav horse breeds are thoroughbreds and shire horses

vienna:

Her fav colour is navy blue, like she'll always find a way to incorporate it into any of her outfits and any other design stuff it's rlly funny

she also likes cars and she has basic knowledge of how to fix them but it's not really her thing, she loves planes tho

she lovessss Percy jack and the Olympians, that was like her series that made her realize stuff like her sexuality and also that she had adhd

evannnn:

Lovessss horse riding but only started doing it after his parents divorced cus his dad had the weird toxic masculinity idea that horses were for girls

he loves the movie spirit so so so much lol

he also loves musicals, like a lot, because who doesn't they're amazing

And he also always sings along with me when watching hamilton hehe

@seekmemystar here you gooo

[justaboymadeofhoneyandglass]

Evan with Harley, everyone with Harley tbh, Harley with Vienna, Regulus with Mary and everyone with my paraself

Probably James Potter about Regular Black at some point

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[latenightdaydreams]

heyyy so um can I request a massage therapist könig and an innocent reader who is just looking for some relaxation but könig like the perv he is can't keep his hands off the pretty little thing ?:> BTW I love ur writing <33

Yes! Thank you!💖

Relaxation Time (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List

>cw: fem/afab, groping, perverted König

1.7k word count

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You’ve always lived a very sheltered life in a small community. This last year has been incredibly stressful for you. In one year, you left your high school sweetheart, left your dead-end job, and moved into your own place for the first time in your life.

A friend gave you a certificate for a full body massage at one of the well-known spas in Vienna. You walk in and see a beautiful bronze-skinned woman with warm honey brown eyes sitting at the desk. She gives you a welcoming smile as you walk up to her.

“Hi, I’m here for an appointment with König.”

“Okay, you can take a seat and he will be right out.”

“Thank you.” You turn and sit on one of the simple gray chairs in the waiting area. There is light relaxing music playing with plants surrounding you. You grab a magazine on the table next to you, flipping through to kill time.

“Y/n?” A giant pale man with a few scars scattered across his face walks out. His head almost reaches the low ceilings as his pale blue eyes meet yours.

“Hi, that’s me.” You stand quickly and adjust your shirt as you do.

“I’m König. Is it your first time at our spa?” He asks, looking down at you as he towers above you.

“Yes, it is. My first time getting any spa treatment.” You admit bashfully.

“Well, I hope it will be a great experience.” He smirks.

König looks down at your body as he speaks, spinning on his heels, and walks down a narrow hallway. To your left is a glass wall that faces the garden area of the spa. On your right is a row of light-colored wooden doors with numbers on them. He opens door number 7 and steps aside.

You walk inside and see a luxurious white massage table in the middle of the room. The room smells like lavender and is lit by a skylight, making the room feel peaceful. As he steps into the room, the door closes behind him. He walks over to the massage table and speaks.

“Remove all layers of clothing and place them in the basket on the table behind you. Once nude, lay down on your stomach, and cover yourself with this blanket. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He turns to leave the room.

Once alone, you undress, neatly folding all of your clothes and putting them in the basket. You climb on to the table, grabbing the blanket and laying down on your stomach. A few minutes pass before there’s a knock on the door and König walks back in. You listen to his heavy footsteps as he walks past you to get what he needs from the cabinets.

As König passes you, his eyes drift down your form as the thin blanket clings to you. He walks and grabs the oil he will use to massage you before walking back to the table.

“I’m going to move the blanket down more.” He says as he grabs the blanket from your middle back and folds it over, making it so the blanket only covers your rear.

König rubs oil over his hands as he looks down at your small body. His large hands make contact with your warm skin. You jump slightly and it makes him smirk. “Sorry.” His voice is low and gentle.

“It’s okay.” You chuckle nervously, slightly embarrassed that you jumped at his touch.

“Just relax. I’ll take care of you.” He whispers.

His large hands rub up and down your back, applying a gentle pressure as he goes. He lets his hands rub down your sides, fingers grazing the side of your breasts, lingering there for a moment before moving on. You don’t react and he takes note of that as he continues.

König moves his hands to your legs. He starts at your feet, before slowly creeping his hands up your legs; getting them covered in a light sheen of oil makes your skin shin so temptingly under the natural light. He takes his time slowly feeling the softness of your calves, his eyes firmly fixed on your ass. The confidence he gets knowing you can’t see him leads him to bend over slightly to see your ass. He sees your ass and a little of your hairy pussy.

 Finally, as he reaches your thighs, he begins to squeeze slightly harder as he massages them. In no rush, he lets his hands map out your thighs. They glide further up to where he was almost touching your ass. The temptation was too much.

“You feel so tense.” He groans.

“It’s been a long year.”

“You need to do this for yourself more. It’s not healthy to let yourself get so tense.” Really, he just wants you to come back to see him again.

His hands slide up your thighs until he cups your ass cheeks, pushing the blanket up to your lower back. He takes his time making sure to rub every inch of you, gliding his hands to your hips and grasps you, shaking your hips as he watches your ass bounce side to side. What a beautiful sight you are.

You look down at the floor, feeling a flood of anxiety coming over you. It’s your first massage and you’ve seen all types of crazy techniques on TikTok, so you try to ignore this. All you can feel are his large hands grabbing your ass before he removes his hand.

“You can turn over.” He steps back.

König doesn’t turn around or look away as you turn around. He watches as you grab the blanket trying to unfold it to cover your breasts, but you just move it up and slightly expose your pretty little pussy. He smiles and walks closer to you.

“Nein, don’t cover your chest.” He grabs the blanket and pulls it off of your chest, folding it neatly over your lower half.

“Oh, sorry.”

“No need to apologize so much, Liebling.”

König walks back to the cabinets on the wall to grab the oil. This time instead of pouring some of it onto his hand, he brings the bottle to you and pours it over your stomach. Your abdomen instinctively tightens once the warm oil hits your skin. He chuckles watching you, his eyes roaming over your body but focusing on your breasts.

He rubs the warm oil into your skin, spreading it around over your stomach and down towards your hips before gliding back up, grasping your sides. Once his hands reach your breasts, he cups underneath them, watching them before his eyes lock with yours. The look in his eyes is one he can’t hide. He’s hungry for you. He moves his hands over your breasts, grazing over your nipples with the palm of his hand. Your nipples instantly harden from his touch.

You look from his eyes to the skylight, feeling a strong tension in the air. You’re trying your best to ignore the feelings in your stomach telling you that he shouldn’t be taking all these extra liberties. Yet, you just lay there trying to rationalize it all.

“Are you doing okay, Liebling?” König notices the look on your face, yet you haven’t stopped him.

“Yeah, I am.”

König walks around the table, standing over your head. His hands massage your shoulders, fingers digging into your tense muscles. The massage does genuinely feel amazing, his large hands to thank for that. Then, he turns his attention back to over your breasts, squeezing them in his hands, and running his thumbs over your nipples.

A wave of pleasure travels through your body, causing you to close your eyes. He twirls your nipples between his fingers and tugs slightly. Your fingers fan out at your sides as you let out a shaky breath.

He moves his hands down your stomach, eyes meeting yours as he slowly rubs his hands across your mound before moving to your hips and back up your sides. König walks away to grab more oil. Opening your eyes, you continue to look up at the sky light. Clear skies now. For a moment, things felt peaceful.

His large hands oil up your legs, moving your feet in different directions to stretch the muscle. While doing this, he pulls your leg to the side slightly to catch another glimpse of you. The massage felt so amazing you don’t realize as his hands move up your thighs.

Both of his hands move to one thigh, his touches have become more sensual than to work knots out. Goosebumps appear along your skin.

“Still doing okay, Liebling?”

“Uh, yeah.”

König keeps his eyes locked on to your face as he moves his hand up along your inner thigh. The feeling of your pubic hair tickles König’s fingers. He’s so close to the thing he wants to touch the most. You haven’t stopped him so far, so why would you now? He turns his attention to your other thigh, giving it the same treatment.

In a bold move, he allows his fingers to swipe against your folds. Your eyes shoot down the table and look at him. König doesn’t move his hand, continuing to rub against your clit. Just like he expected, you didn’t stop him.

His eyes fall to your breasts as he continues, feeling how wet you get from just a few small touches. You’re stunned. Other than your ex, you’ve never been touched there by another man. His hand moves against your cunt so perfectly, you instantly get turned on.

Fuck I want her… He thinks to himself as hesitantly pulls his hands off of your body.

“We are done.” König turns to wash his hands in the sink. He turns on the water, looking down at his hand feeling desperate to know what you smell like. He lifts his fingers to his nose and takes a deep inhale. You smell…divine.

König turns to you while drying off. “You can get dressed. It was wonderful meeting you, y/n. Truly.”

“Thank you. It was nice meeting you too.”

Once dressed, you leave the room. You walk down the same hallway to the exit. The woman behind the desk smiles at you.

“I hope you enjoyed your session!”

“I did…” You linger for a second before walking to her. “May I book another appointment with him? Full body.”

[mrs-stans]

Sebastian Stan

Words Natty Kasambala

Beloved for Captain America, I, Tonya, and his recent Emmy-nominated role in Pam & Tommy, Stan reflects on a career shaped by diverse characters. Now, with A Different Man and The Apprentice, he’s exploring deep questions about identity, ambition, and the complexities of portraying one of America’s most influential (and controversial) men, Donald Trump

Sebastian Stan wears Rag & Bone throughout. Photography Jim Goldberg

The first time Sebastian Stan tried acting, he hated it. At 9 or 10 years old, he played a Romanian orphan in an Austrian film called 71 Fragments of a Chronology of Chance (1994). Between the waiting around, night shoots, and general pressure-cooker energy, the whole experience had been pretty anxiety-inducing. “I think the idea of a set was just really terrifying,” he recalls. The 42-year-old mainstay admits to being a Leo, but a rather reluctant one, he says, not that extroverted or hypersocial. “I know my mom always thought I was creative simply because I would impersonate the people in our family, or birds or whatever I would see around me.” Nowadays, when he does speak, it’s with the compelling ease of someone who’s spent equal time commanding impressive rooms and in their own head trying to crack the great questions of the world – sounding off passionately about the perils of social media (“there’s so much noise in today’s world”) or the last incredible film he watched (Sing Sing and it was “pure heart”).

Born in Romania and raised in Vienna until he was 12, it wasn’t until immigrating to America as a preteen that Stan found his way back to the craft at all. Attending Stagedoor Manor summer camp aged 15, in the Catskill mountains of upstate New York, his spark was reignited. “That place was really magical and made me fall in love with (acting again); I couldn’t think of anything else as exciting to me as performing was,” he says. “Some of it was about not ever being sure of what to be when I grew up. I kept thinking that you could be a lot of things if you did this.”

So far, he’s been a wayward socialite, a cannibal, a space surgeon, a ski patrol villain, a heavy metal drummer, a supernatural student and a World War II veteran turned brainwashed Soviet operative, to n ame but a few. He’s not an actor you’ll find in the same role twice. With that said, his name has reached household status through a decade-long Marvel stint, with the two films Stan finds himself at the helm of this year being his most ambitious forays yet. 33 years on from his awkward beginning, the actor’s commitment to film appears to still be very much in bloom. “I think I’m at a point in my life where I’m trying to understand things on a deeper level,” he explains. “I can’t say I know everything, you’re always growing, always having to explore. I think it’s important to stay curious, to stay in a certain degree of healthy discomfort… I want to be part of important storytelling that’s asking important questions and reflecting our time.”

In A Different Man, an A24 production directed by Aaron Schimberg, Stan takes on the role of an aspiring actor called Edward with neurofibromatosis, a genetic condition that results in the extensive growth of benign tumours. He undergoes a clinical trial that cures him of his physical symptoms, but his new life turns out to be far from what he dreamed for himself. It’s a winding surrealist investigation into the social impacts of disability, alienation, representation and self-image: its gaze is unflinching, its narrative self-referential and its humour pitch-black. Stan has already won the Silver Bear for Best Leading Performance at the Berlin Film Festival for A Different Man.

The second release, The Apprentice, follows a wildly different arc. Directed by Iranian-Danish filmmaker Ali Abbasi, it tracks a young Trump as he falls under the nefarious mentorship of infamous legislator Roy Cohn. Dubbed ‘an American Horror Story’, it’s a sobering yet deeply entertaining snapshot of the making of one of America’s most influential men. Yet even within the dynamic, prescient story, the actor’s take on Trump is subtle and human, and the tone of the film is less moralising and more matter of fact.

Though the narratives of these two projects are starkly different, you can’t help but find the common threads. Both are set in New York and document a transformation, and both centre a feverish pursuit of some ideal imagined self. A Different Man was filmed back in 2022, and The Apprentice only wrapped in February of this year, but Stan agrees it’s a curious double-header. “I’m weirdly finding parallels between them that I never thought I would. Identity, self-truth, self-abandonment. This idea that we’re always chasing in America, whether it’s image or status or an inability to accept failure and to take ownership over mistakes.”

For the Trump film, that real-life denial was almost the ending of their work of fiction. After years of false starts, Trump’s legal team attempted to block the film’s release in the US altogether and they struggled to find a distributor willing to take on the risk of pissing off a potential President. “For to edit it and get it to Cannes in some finished version itself in five months was just insane. There was no idea if the movie was going to come out,” Stan says. On an individual level, the task felt equally murky and intimidating at first. “You’re trying to tell a story about somebody that’s so famous, who everyone has an opinion about: either extreme love and adoration or hate and animosity. And everyone’s got a version of the guy, so you think, well what do I…” he shrugs, “how do I find my way into it?” Ultimately, they landed on this film as a means of peeling back the layers of one of the most polarising figures of our time. It’s less caricature and more character study as it explores his relationship with his father, his ambitions, the man he was before the slogans and affectations.

Executive producer Amy Baer has spoken about the choice to call on a non-American director to provide a new lens on the intricacies of American culture, propaganda and patriotism. With Stan’s own immigrant story, his perspective adds another dimension to that prism too. Memories of walking down Fifth Avenue in awe and wonder as a kid, staring up at all the big buildings – he tapped into a hunger and drive to portray early Trump as a young man desperately trying to be a part of The Club. “I guess with my experience coming to this country, it was communicated to me even from Eastern Europe that this is the place where you can make something of yourself, you can have a good idea… and you could just succeed,” Stan says. The Apprentice asks, “but at what cost? What happens to a person’s humanity?”

Throughout the film, you witness Trump espousing about “bringing back New York”, even remarking on Reagan’s campaign slogan ‘Let’s Make America Great Again’ towards the end, an ideology he would go on to repurpose for his own candidacy. It’s a fascinating yet depressing origin story of a nationalistic rhetoric that echoes today as a Trojan horse for corruption and greed. “It’s complicated. That’s why I think there’s value in exploring it,” Stan urges. “This American Dream idea is a really powerful driving force that also comes with consequences.”

Perhaps the most complex part was the toxic relationship with his sometimes-partner-in-crime played staggeringly by Jeremy Strong. “I think he was the best partner I’ve ever had in anything I’ve worked on,” Stan declares with a smile. “You know when you’re standing in front of a fire and you feel the heat of it and there’s crackling in the air? That’s how it felt.” Amidst quite a gruelling, isolating filming schedule, it’s the aspect Stan speaks about most fondly.

Clothing Fendi, Necklace & Bracelet Cartier, Boots Givenchy

Swinging between dominant and intimate, transactional and paternal, from comical to devastating, both stayed in character throughout the shoot and undertook a colossal amount of research to be prepared for infinite possible improvised routes. “Creatively, makes things interesting is when you’re not in control. You do all this preparation to be prepared to be surprised,” Stan says. Shot documentary-style in moments, Abbasi might give each of them notes in private to shift the tone of a scene, and they’d find themselves responding instinctively within their roles. “The only way you can achieve that is if, to some degree, you find that person in you. And I can certainly tell you,” he pauses briefly to consider his landing. “There is a version of Trump that existed in me. And I’ll make the argument that there’s a version of Trump that exists in all of us. And that part of our job, part of our interest, should be figuring out what that is. I think we have to acknowledge and expose the things in us that are not so easy to admit, in order to further protect the things we need to fight for. You can’t ignore it.”

In that moment, it’s clear that it’s an argument as true of our discourse on Trump as it is of Stan’s other role in A Different Man. His character Edward is driven to obsession and madness when he witnesses the thriving life of a person with the same disfigurement he was quick to shed, the very thing he believed to be the root of all his misfortune. Right before his transformation, Edward has been ignoring a leak in his ceiling for weeks, and the damage is getting worse. When he’s finally forced to call for a repair, the super arrives and is appalled at how bad he’s allowed it to get. He tells Edward frustratedly, “you should have fixed this sooner”. In that moment, it feels as though he’s talking about a hundred things at once. From Edward’s own issues with doubt and self-acceptance that cling to him even when he is no longer ‘different’ to our own society’s discomfort with, and the misunderstanding of disability altogether. We cannot be afraid to look.

“Edward makes a decision that he thinks is going to improve his life, but he’s not making it for himself. He’s making it because he’s watched other people and he’s grown up in a society that’s told him this is what works,” Stan explains. “Essentially, he abandons himself and he spirals down trying to further live with that painful acknowledgement. I think we have to be conscious of when we’re making decisions that go against who we are and what we truly want.”

In true indie style, squeezing in around the schedule of their makeup artist who was on another project at the same time, Stan had some hours to kill most mornings in prosthetics before filming which he’d spend navigating the city he calls home: “one of the gifts that I was given which I’m very grateful for was the experience that I had walking around New York City as Edward.” With reactions to him ranging from invisibility to hypervisibility, it shifted his entire understanding.

“I’ve been there like everybody else thinking, oh, if I had that. Or you see someone on Instagram and you’re like, oh my God, look at that life, they have the best life; you get caught up in these things.” It’s both reassuring and a little disheartening that, unlike his superhuman alter ego, a star like Stan is still not immune to the very human insecurities us civilians face of joy-stealing comparisons. “There’s this idea I’ve been thinking about a lot with my therapist actually,” he laughs. “He was saying ‘I am me and you are you.’ I was like… yeah! But you forget. We have to understand our own experience and then understand someone else’s. But we have to try to understand it not through our own emotional… vomit.”

When I ask Sebastian what he does for fun, to unbecome his characters and shed their existential weight, he cites reading (mostly non-fiction) and travel (to see other cultures). “I always feel like I’m not learning enough,” he laughs. You get the sense that this year is a juncture for Stan, always revered for being grounded and likeable, but perhaps waiting for opportunities like these to enrich and express other sides of himself as an actor and voice within culture. “Both of these films came at an interesting time where I’m thinking about if I’m at mid-life, this second half of my life. What is it that I want to be a part of and one day look back and be proud of?”

And that’s not to say fun is off the table for Stan. He’s passionate about laughter as a release in a difficult world. “I think it’s just as important, we have to protect humour,” he tells me with an urgency. “I love comedies, romantic comedies, action.” In fact, there’s a top-secret action movie passion project that he has in the works and hopes will come together in the right way. “There are also things in Marvel I want to do and explore with ol’ Bucky Barnes,” he smiles, presumably in reference to the new Marvel film Thunderbolts, slated for a 2025 release, in which he stars alongside Florence Pugh, Harrison Ford and David Harbour. “Otherwise I just want to keep learning how to be a human being. I’m telling you,” he laughs, “I feel like it’s pretty hard.”

Photography Jim Goldberg Styling Reuben Esser Production Hyperion LA Hair Jamie Taylor using Augustinus Bader Hair Erica Adams Represented by A-Frame Agency