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Baby, There's No Other Superstar
12,000 words, NC-17
His publicist sounded scornful. "I'm a professional bullshitter. And this is heteronormative bullshit that the public is going to gorge themselves fucking stupid on, okay? You want to be yourself, stop being a fucking celebrity. Do you think Angelina wanted to adopt the fucking UN of orphaned children? We had to do something about the vials of blood and the incest. Stop complaining, all you have to do is marry a hot guy."
words can't even express how excited i was to get to work on this fic, and if you take a look at it i know you're gonna be pleased as punch to read yekoc's every fabulous word - kate
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