总之就是情人眼中出西施，迷妹鼻子出奇香，在我看了，桃包都是爱干净的男人，爱干净的男人都是香喷喷，再健身自爱懂得品味，那就是香饽饽啊。٩(♡㉨♡ )۶ ٩(♡㉨♡ )۶ ٩(♡㉨♡ )۶
Anonymous: Hello can you please describe in great detail what Sebastian smells like :) (it's a weird question but I really wanna know haha)
First, I generally say that he bathes in the fountains of paradise, and he washes his clothes with the rain water in the clouds of Heaven itself, but I guess if you really want “great detail”, here we go.
Second, I hugged Sebastian THREE times at comic con, but the first and third were the same experience, so I’ll just tell you about the first and the second.
Scenario 1 - autograph hug: He signed my lanyard, I asked him for a hug, and he said, “Yeah, sure!” Midway into the hug, the WWCC staff member
yelled, “NO HUGS!” I inhaled sharply as Sebastian frantically pulled my face into his shoulder at warp speed. I only got a brief whiff of his navy blue cardigan, but in that vapor of a moment, I felt like I was laying face down in a garden of lavender flowers planted in the garden of a beach house where it had just rained with the slightest fragrance of salt water.
with the tree up her ass
Scenario 2 - photo op hug: As I was preparing to get my photo op, my lanyard got stuck in my scarf while I was attempting to take it off, and they called for me when I wasn’t ready. I freaked out, and began apologizing, but Sebastian reassured me that he would still be there when I was ready. I took a deep breath, and went to get my picture. After the camera flash, I full on hugged him, making DAMN sure I got a whiff of his hair. Imagine if one could materialize joy, love, patience, kindness, and sexiness, and fuse those things with some pomegranate, orange, and mango juice. Then imagine integrating all of those things and juices into a cream or mousse form. THAT’S what his hair smells like.
Third, I really hope that this has given you some clarification as to the experience that one gets when they get a whiff of Sebastian Stan. I hope that every time you smell lavender, rain water, salt water, pomegranate juice, orange juice, mango juice, sugar, spice, or anything nice that you think of that one time when asked someone who has met Sebastian Stan what he smelled like.
Fourth and finally, it would be a pity if I did not also tell you how kind he is. I’ve said before that he’s sweeter than five cans of cherry pie filling poured over a gallon of chocolate ice cream topped with whipped cream and sprinkles, but seriously, his face is like a ray of sunshine. When he smiles at you and looks at you in the eyes, he gives off this unbelievably comfortable warmth that will make you feel so at ease with yourself, like when you lay awake in your bed on a Saturday morning. He’s one of those people you would have a really hard time being sad around because he’s just so kind and happy. Needless to say, he’s the kindest person I’ve ever met.
Have a nice life, anon. I hope this information brings you plethoras of peace and joy.