Ah, now this is a topic I’ve been lucky enough to discuss with
some dear mutuals over the years, so let me see if I can do an answer justice.
course, we can never know the
man, not truly; that is only for the very lucky few that are a part of his
life, his world. But there is so much we can deduce of him, based upon
his work, his words, his public deeds and behavior.
you look at his work alone, you see incredible natural talent that he has
refined through dedication & physical and mental discipline; you see a love
of the written & spoken word; and most especially you see a keen &
compassionate understanding of the human condition–for how else could he bring
such breathtaking truth to all of his characters? Even the wicked ones,
like Khan & Richard III–he makes us feel that even they have
reasons for the things they do, often rooted in emotional/psychological pain.
Though the evil they do is no less evil, we can sympathize to some degree,
with what brought them to that place. In
my lifetime I have seen no player more truly & more lovingly—in
Shakespeare’s words—hold the mirror up to nature.
interviews & public appearances, you find a humble, self-effacing man, a bright
wit, & sense of humor generous enough to make himself as likely a target of
jesting as anyone or anything else. He
values home, hearth, family, the environment, although he could easily give
over to hedonism on his bank account.
How many times do we see him wearing the same clothes, carrying that
same blue water bottle on set, even brown bagging his lunches at times?Choices, I’m sure, that reflect his commitment to simplicity and to reduce his carbon footprint.
Benedict’s charitable works have been well-recorded on this site, so I’m
not going to research it, but when I run across a post about it, I’ll be sure
to reblog for info’s sake.
won’t speak at length about his personal relationships, except to say that’s a
man who loves his wife thoroughly. It would frankly break my heart to learn he
had the same feet of clay of so many other public figures & celebrities in
this regard—what I see tells me he and Sophie have the real thing. And that he
guards his little family’s privacy so jealously is further testament to that.
short, (though this runs long) I trust my eyes & ears, and they tell me to
trust in the public image that is clearly on view. I see a man who gives as much positive energy
to the world as he can, and embraces life with complete joie devivre. And as I believe in the human soul, I see a
most spectacular one that shines luminously, not only enhancing his unique
physical beauty, but reminding me that true good is possible in a world that is
often quite selfish & mean.
could probably go on with dozens of more examples, but let me just finish with
one of my favorite photos of him, which for me reflects (I hope) a bit of what
I’ve written here.
Thank you for your ask–it was a delight to answer! ❤❤❤
dine and dash (stefan salvatore au ft klaus mikaelson, part v)
Plot: You and Stefan dated for three years while in high school. You
both thought your relationship would last, but college managed got in
the way. So you two decided to break up. You left to
college in Massachusetts and Stefan stayed in
Mystic Falls. While you were gone, things changed between you and a
certain original, but you hadn’t yet let go of Stefan. Now, almost six
years later, you’re both invited to Bonnie
and Kol’s wedding. It’s time for a reunion.
Pairings: Stefan Salvatore x Reader
Warnings: angsty-ish, maybe language
A/N: sorry this took a while and is hella short but I wanted to make it good for Stefan. I still can’t come to terms with the TVD finale bc fuck that, but here. I hope you guys like this! :) (!!!!!!!!!gifs aren’t mine!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
“What is THA-oh god, no,” you murmur as your eyes rest on a sleeping
Marcel who’s got his arms wrapped around you. “Oh no no no no no.”
“What the hell happened last night?” Damon helps you up, careful not to wake Marcel.
happened, Damon. We all passed out, and I guess I couldn’t sleep so
Marcel helped,” you shrug, stretching as Damon leads you outside.
“Yeah, well Klaus seems to think something happened, so–”
You two step outside and are met with the sight of Klaus and Valerie making out.
“Did you need me for something, Niklaus?” You mutter spitefully as he slowly pulls away from that demon witch.
“Me? No, not at all. Please meet–”
you don’t want me to meet anyone right now,” you glare at the two
asshats and walk inside, brushing against an apologetic Damon.
“Look, I swear I didn’t know she was gonna be out there. He saw you two and kept spewing angry bullshit and I don’t–”
sweetheart. I’m too hungover to feel anything or say anything. I’ll be
fine. I just have to show him what he’s missing… after I get some food
So you get your food and your coffee, but neither of those things help you feel better about Klaus and Valerie. Everyone else is still asleep, at least almost everyone. You’re drinking your second cup of coffee as Marcel walks over to you, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
“Hey, you,” he smiles at you and you almost let out a sigh of relief, recognizing the friendly tone of his voice.
“Hey there, sleepyhead,” you smile back at him as he playfully glares at you.
“It’s not my fault someone kept tossing and turning last night,” he nudges you and you raise a brow at him.
“Thank you for that, Marcel,” you place a hand on his shoulder and give him a soft, genuine smile. You squeeze his shoulder and shrug, taking another sip of your coffee. “The dreams aren’t too happy when I’m this stressed.”
Marcel furrows his brows and you see Klaus walk in, an interested and slightly concerned look on his face that leads you to believe he’d been listening to your conversation. You resist the urge to roll your eyes. How dare he?
“What do you mean?” Marcel takes a seat next to you and you shrug yet again.
“Sometimes I have nightmares, sometimes I can’t sleep because of them,” you tilt your head to the side as Marcel nods, not wanting to push. “If I ever want to talk about them, I’ll find you. I promise.”
He smiles and kisses your cheek, saying he’ll always be here before leaving to freshen up. You down the rest of your coffee, willing your hangover to go away as you’re approached by Stefan. You know you’re due for a lecture.
“You told me the nightmares were gone, Y/N,” Stefan crosses his arms over his chest, eyes boring into yours.
“I did. And at that point, they were gone,” you whisper, not wanting to wake up the others or draw attention to the two of you.
“When did they start up again?”
“First night in my dorm,” you press your fingers against your forehead and temples. “It wasn’t fun, Stefan. But I managed then and I’ll manage now. I promise.”
“You couldn’t fall asleep last night until Marcel held you. That doesn’t sound like you’re managing,” Stefan doesn’t let up, eyes narrowed in concern.
“I don’t know what to tell you, Stefan. I’m sorry,” you shrug, realizing that you’re not giving Stefan much to work with.
“I’m here to help you. Always. I know I haven’t been the most supportive for a while, but I’m back. Your favorite Salvatore is back,” he gives you a soft smile and ruffles your already messy hair as you fight to keep your heartrate steady.
“I heard favorite Salvatore, so I’m here,” Damon walks over and smirks at you, resting an arm on your head.
“That’s my HEAD, idiot, and it’s pounding. So please,” you glare at Damon until he removes his arm.
“I’m her favorite Salvatore,” Stefan raises his brows towards Damon who in turn rolls his eyes.
“I don’t think so, bunny killer.”
“Oh come on, that again?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, deer boy!”
“Damon, I don’t–”
“What? Those are better than rip–”
“Damon, that’s enough,” you give him a look and he immediately quiets down.
“He’s not wrong,” Stefan sighs and shakes his head and Damon opens his mouth to apologize.
“Damon, babe, I think you’ve done enough for now. Stefan and I are gonna go take a walk. We’ll be back in half an hour. You can apologize then,” you stand, handing Damon the clipboard. “Make sure everyone is up by then. Breakfast will arrive in an hour.”
“Yeah, got it,” Damon mutters, looking apologetically towards the two of you. You kiss his cheek and Stefan nods, the two of you heading out as Klaus glares at the back of your head.
“Wait. I want to make sure we’re far enough away from the house before we talk. I don’t want our conversation to fall on unwanted ears,” you shoot Stefan a smile, staying quiet until you were far away from the house that you didn’t have to worry. “Alright, Stefan. What did you want to say now?”
“I just wanted to know why we’re going on this walk,” he’s got his hands in his pockets as you two walk.
“I know you hate remembering your ripper self, so I thought taking a trip outside would help. Well that and I have a killer headache and some fresh air would do me good,” you smile as you spot a park bench. “Come on.”
Stefan chuckles as you drag him to the bench, a permanent smile on his face as he watches your hair dance in the wind, your smile brightening the world around you. You turn and notice the odd smile on his face.
“What is it? You’re oddly happy after a fight with Damon,” you raise a brow at him and he shakes his head, chuckling and looking down. “Seriously, what is it?”
“Nostalgia, if I’m being honest,” he sighs, looking up and staring ahead.
“I know what you mean,” you whisper, taking your time to stare at the man sitting next to you. You take in his genuine smile, his plump lips, his hero hair. You love how the sun shines off his features, enhancing them and crushing you all in the same.
“What’re you staring at?”
“Happiness,” you chuckle, looking away and sighing. “I didn’t know it’d be this hard to see you. Hard but comforting.”
“I know what you mean,” he sighs, reality setting into both of you as you remember Ivy and your issues with Klaus and the nightmares.
“Okay about the nightmares,” you clear your throat, hoping to clear the air as well. “They were fine for a while, the summer before I went off to college. If I’m being honest, I think it’s because you were around. And then I went off to college and we lost contact. The nightmares rushed back full force. I thought taking sleeping pills would help, but they just made things worse. I developed insomnia and depression and anxiety, did terrible in school, didn’t speak to anyone. It was like that for a while. And then my second year rolled around–”
“You were that way for a year?” Stefan looks at you, the hurt and concern in his eyes enough to break down all your walls.
“I pulled through, Stefan. I made it. The only time I felt remotely better was when someone visited me. When Bonnie came over or Damon or–”
“Or Klaus,” Stefan raises his brows and looks down at his hands, growing angry at the thought of you and Klaus together even though he knows he had no right to. You two were broken up, and he took more than enough advantage of that. But picturing you with someone else boiled his blood.
“Or Klaus,” you clear your throat, a bitter feeling resting in your stomach as you thought of him. “Granted, things with him haven’t gone so well.”
“You seemed fine a couple days ago,” Stefan turns back to face you, trying his best not to sound judgy.
“Yeah, I thought we were okay, but I don’t know. He’s bringing Valerie to the wedding. I saw them making out this morning,” you shake your head, sighing as you lean back on the bench.
“He’s bringing Valerie to the wedding? That’s ridiculous,” Stefan furrows his brows, eyes on you as you stare off into the distance.
“I sure know how to pick them, huh?” You turn to look at Stefan and find him already looking at you.
“Well you picked me, so you don’t have the best taste,” you chuckle as Stefan scrunches his nose at you.
“Oh shut it,” you laugh and rest your head on his shoulder, the familiarity of it all nearly overwhelming you both. “I picked you. I’ve already found my epic love. Maybe that’s all I get. I mean it makes sense.”
“No, come on. That’s not–”
“And I’m okay with that,” you lift your head up, your face inches from Stefan’s. “I had you as the epic love of my life. I was lucky to have you, Stefan. We get a fairytale romance once in a lifetime, and I had THE fairytale romance. We laughed, we cried, we fought, we loved. That’s good enough for me.”
“Y/N,” Stefan whispers, your name sounding like a prayer as it rolled off his lips.
You gulp, begging your eyes not to fall on his lips as he brings a hand up and cups your face. You close your eyes, leaning into his touch. He closes his eyes and savors the temporary luxury, pressing his forehead against yours. And for one fleeting moment, everything was perfect.
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A while back, @iriswestallens offered to deliver something for me at Comic Con, so I wanted to write a drabble as a thank you. She requested a continuation of this bridal shower headcanon (to be read first for context). The official prompt was “What about writing about when Iris comes home after the party, and Barry sees her in her gown anyways? And he’s always amazed at her beauty and they talk about impatiently waiting to be married already.”
“PLEASE tell me that’s the last of them,” Wally groans to Iris after zipping through the front door of her and Barry’s apartment, dropping the assortment of gift boxes and bags he was carrying onto the dining table that was topped with a large pile of presents from her bridal shower, an overwhelming majority packaged in various shades of silver and white. “Why do you have so many damn gifts anyway?”
“If you think this is a lot, just wait until we get married,” Linda cautions, following suit with a single large box under her arm, balanced against her hip.
“What??” Wally whips around to stare incredulously at Linda.
Linda sets the box onto the floor with a forceful exhalation and uses her foot to slide it under the gift table before facing Wally, arms folding over her chest. “Excuse me, but does the thought of marrying me shock you?”
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