Okay, but a great idea for a fic is Raymond Swan talking an aspiring Reader!Starlet out of stardom as a whole precisely because he knows himself and people like himself and what that lifestyle does to an individual. It takes them, places them in the charge of predatory handlers, markets them, uses them, manipulates them, gets them addicted, controls every aspect of their existence, has them pimped out, churned dry and then spits them out, replacing them with someone else --- some bright, shiny new toy the process repeats with. It is exactly because he cares about his twinkling star that he wants them nowhere near the spotlight, so he tells them they ain't got what it takes. They lack that star quality. They don't have the innate Hollywood razzle-dazzle, as it were. He lies blatantly, of course. But, it is for their own good. That way, they can be only his and be loved. Oh, loved. But, he is no saint. Far from it. Raymond always has a bottom line in mind. Professional deformation and all.
Possessively enough, he sets them up as his mistress instead.
