Sebastian Stan Imagine One Shots

An Alternative Viewpoint

So I just want to point out something in this chapter that this is somewhat personal to me as an alternative styled individual. This is basically the struggle I have had for many years in that I was afraid to be myself due to the treatment of others but eventually I had to realise that by hiding who I was and conforming to the mainstream image of normality it was making me unhappy. Yes people say things to me quite frequently but at the end of the day I feel happy and comfortable so they can piss off.

So just a small reminder to please be yourself because one day you'll look back in regret that you didn't do so sooner and could have been happy in your own skin.

I'm a loud and proud spooky bitch, thank you for listening to my TED talk.

I adjusted my belt looking at myself in the mirror and let out a long breath. I was pleased with the result of my outfit of choice, it maintained my alternative aesthetic but still had a somewhat smart appearance for my first ever panel.

Today I was styling a black and white striped T-shirt accompanied by a cute black pleated skirt that just grazed my knees and my favourite pair of black combat boots.

I gave myself one final inspection considering each point of myself, my winged eyeliner was on fleek (which was rare) my septum ring was on straight and hadn't shifted half way up my nose, my dark hair didn't look like I had just woke up ten minutes ago and my tattoos on my arms and legs were looking stunning as always.

I walked out the green room and made my way to the stage and felt a smile plaster on my face as I saw who was waiting in the wings. He glanced up from his phone and beamed when he saw me "Hi Y/N, how are you?" He said holding his arms out for a hug.

I grinned and wrapped my arms round him "I'm good, it's great to see you Seb,"

He gave me a tight squeeze and let go looking me up and down "Looking great as always Y/N,"

God he smelt amazing.

I smiled "You don't look too bad yourself Seb,"

My eyes glanced through the curtain at the crowd waiting for me and Sebastian's Q&A for our new movie and I suddenly felt nervous.

He gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze "We are in this together, don't worry we've got this,"

I watched our host walk onto the stage greeting the crowd and I took a few calculated deep breaths.

"Ok let's give it up for Y/N Y/L/N and Sebastian Stan!"

I pulled on my best smile as I followed Sebastian onto the stage and waved at the, fucking intimidating, crowd of people who where clapping and screaming.

I sat down on a sofa next to Sebastian across from the host and I instinctively gripped on the edge of my skirt.

The beginning of the panel was pretty much your basic questions about the movie which we navigated with ease. The how was it working with each other, the challenges of the role etc.

And then, came the audience Q&As.

A small girl approached the mic having trouble looking me in the eye and she cleared her throat "Hi my question is for Y/N, I just want to say firstly I'm a big fan of you and so excited to meet you,"

I gave a smile "Awww I'm happy to see you here thank you for coming,"

She gave a small smile and pulled at her sleeve "It's a random question but do you have any tattoo regrets? If you have any,"

I gave a small laugh knowing exactly which one to bring up "Yeah I do actually, so one fact about me is that I don't drink ever, except once and I got a drunk tattoo, now I could get it removed but I believe it will serve as the eternal reminder of never to drink again,"