#001 // stefan salvatore 「threads」

[itspreston]

                                –––– ✨ 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 ✨ ––––  pinterest ⦙ threads ⦙ answers ⦙ vanity

have you seen preston campbell  around los angeles? the thirty year old is usually jamming to counting stars by onerepublic. word around the city is that they’re energetic, yet, they can also be vain, but you didn’t hear that from me. they’re currently a musician and are typically seen walking the streets of los angeles with his golden bracelet . when i think of them, i think of guitar picks, music sheets, calluses on his fingers, morning hikes, tanned skin. let’s hope the city treats them good! - shawn mendes career claim

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𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄  preston campbell 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄  pres, pc 𝐃𝐎𝐁  august 8, 1993 𝐀𝐆𝐄  thirty 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂  leo 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  male 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒  he/him 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  homosexual, homoromantic 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 toronto, canada 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍  los angeles, california 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒  english, mandarin, french 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  musician

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𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌  drew ray tanner 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑  black 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒  dark brown eyes 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  5′10″ 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒  none 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒  tbd 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄  plaids, plain tshirts, leather jackets, jean jackets, street fashion

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𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘  defender ( isfj ) 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄  energetic, supportive, reliable, observant, hardworking 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄  vain, overcommitted, altruistic, repressed, sensitive 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓  singing, writing, acting, modeling, photography, drawing, hiking, running, swimming, surfing 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒  chips

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𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  daniel campbell, university professor 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  jennifer chen campbell, attorney 𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒  two younger siblings

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐋𝐒 steve rogers ( mcu ) , betty cooper ( riverdale ) , clark kent ( dc comics ) , brian johnson ( the breakfast club ) , stefan salvatore ( the vampire diaries ) , freddie mclair ( skins ) , emily fields ( pretty little liars )

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growing up, preston always had one role. he was the big brother, he was the one that looked out over his younger siblings while his parents were working long hours. he was always watching over his two younger siblings being a parental figure to them. he was always so supportive and always felt like he was very committed to his family, repressing who he was.

once he entered high school, he realized that he had many talents and many different interest. he loved music. he was big on music. he loved music growing up, playing guitar and piano. and that interest continued in high school, and he picked up singing. that was when his music teacher told him that he should apply to music schools. but he never found it practical.

but when he started to create content and posting it alone, that's when he was discovered. an little canadian with a voice of an angel. the amount of views he'd get, people started to find him more and more that eventually a manager for a music label found him and he signed with the record label.

this was a huge surprise for his family. but they were very proud of whatever preston did. so he had his first ep at 17, which debuted number 5 on billboard. it was an accomplishment. but he felt like it was a one and done. he wanted to finish his senior year of high school, and then college was around the corner too. but that didn't stop him from posting covers, and going to different events to perform his ep.

once he was in college, that was when he knew that music really was something he wanted to do. so his sophomore year, he ended up writing another album, cranking it out and eventually releasing it. it ended up debuting number one on billboard 100. it was such a success, he was in the eyes of taylor swift, in which preston had become her opener for her 1989 tour.

preston's next album was when he found pure success. girls loved him, men wanted to be him. and it was nonstop recording and planning for future music and albums, he was loving it. but he was missing a lot of things, his family, his friends, and he started to see himself change and mold into what the record label wanted him to be.

hiding his sexuality was something he had done for a long time, but now the label wanted him to perceive himself as the bachelor boy, someone that everyone wanted to be with but couldn't have. he wasn't sure if he would outlast that, but he was in his twenties, and he was having fun. and his self titled album, preston campbell, had found even more success than the last albums. so he didn't stop.

but now, preston was thirty, in the middle of writing his latest album, recording new songs, and now there was a guy that he had eyes for that has changed everything about him. one of the songs being written about himself, his identity, but also for the guy that he was falling for every day. as terrified as he is to be his most truest and authentic self, he is willing to risk the backlash from his fans and his label if he decided to fully come out and choose the guy he wants to end up being with.

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is currently recording his new album, which preston says is his most vulnerable album yet.

the new album, wonder is going to be released in december of this year.

is currently in a flirtationship with one marcos cavalho

preston plans to fully come out during the new year where he could finally be free

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        CONNECTIONS

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        OTHER CONNECTIONS

friends

musician collabs

photographer/fashion friends

exes/old flings

[lcstpaths]

stefan salvatore   ,   canon divergent

[fatedindividuals]

@thedevilwearspierce​ || plotted starter || kiss and make up

There were few places that Stefan enjoyed winding down more than in his car; it was his own little escapism. He would roll the windows down, lower the backrest, and simply close his eyes, his ears listening to the sounds of the world continuing on around him. Today was one of those days. 

His feet were precariously perched on the dash ( shoes off as he had no intention of scratching or dirtying his pride and joy in anyway ) as he turned the knob on the side to lower the seat. He felt his back recline along with the chair, the familiar sense of calm and serenity washing over him as he prepared to settle down for the next hour or so. And that’s when he noticed her.

So lost in his own thoughts, he hadn’t realised that he wasn’t alone in the car. Worse still was the fact that the person in the backseat was someone he had long discarded from his life. “Katherine!” He sat up so fast that he narrowly missed hitting his head on the roof of the car. “What are you doing here?”

[fvturae-blog]

[ CLOSED STARTER FOR: @wordprophet​ / klaus & stefan ]

     birthdays  had  never  been  of  interest  to  stefan.  after  turning,  he  just  didn’t  see  the  point  in  them.  in  fact,  he  went  out  of  his  way  to  avoid  his  birthday.  this  year  was  no  different,  but,  with  barely  two  hours  left,  something  changed  his  mind.  fingers  tapped  anxiously  at  the  wood  of  his  kitchen  table,  his  mind  turning  over  his  options.  then  it  hit  him.

     he  was  moving  before  he  had  time  to  stop  himself,  feet  carrying  him  towards  klaus  without  his  realizing  it.  fist  knocked  once,  twice  on  the  door.  but  then  —  no,  this  was  stupid.  he  should  go  home.  if  he  was  lucky,  the  original  wouldn’t  even  answer.  he’d  begun  turning,  and  then  the  door  opened.  a  shaky  laugh.  “it’s  my  birthday.”

[frevkshcwtm-blog]

&. @supernaturalmadcnna ( thread / 001. )

Hope was often a wanderess, finding herself in places she did not belong sometimes. This was one of those occasions. Roaming through the woods of mystic falls, she saw someone who looked like Stefan Salvatore but did not share his scent. Nostrils flare as she took in his aroma, a certain mysticism about him. A doppelganger perhaps?

' who are you?' she questioned rather bravely, approaching him with a certain level of caution.

[tithonuscurse]

rain pelting everlasting drumbeat, he finds himself dazed by its steady rhythm, bus stop shelter abandoned by an outstretched hand, pellets glistening like fallen stars.  it’s been months since thunder’s last visit – memories a multitude; back at motel california – back at that fated night with bloodstained lips,  ‘i love you scott mccall’.

– memories he longs to replace, tendrils of water trailing arms-length like open veins.

consciousness aware of companionship, he speaks with foreign tongue – forgets he’s home in the states, though far still from california.

   ‘ je suppose que l'hiver est enfin terminé, huh? ‘

▒░ || ❛ @asceticvalor ♡’d.

[fatedindividuals]

stefan salvatore // tag drop 

[fvturae-blog]

[ CLOSED STARTER FOR: @cosmicstcrms​ / landon & stefan ]

     toe nudged the wheel of his bike,  a defeated sigh falling from parted lips.  this would happen to him.  a broken down bike,  and none of his tools to fix it.  green eyes quickly darted around,  searching for someone or something to help him in his time of need.  landing on a stranger,  he figured he didn’t have much of a choice.  he approached.  “excuse me,  i’m sorry to bother you,  but could i borrow your phone?  i’m a little stuck here.”

[fvturae-blog]

[ CLOSED STARTER FOR: @venmousbite / rebekah & stefan ]

     stefan had but one birthday wish:  not to be alone again.  unfortunately,  it looked like the universe had other plans for him.  he figured it was just meant to be.  if he was going to spend time with someone,  he would’ve by now.

     so,  naturally,  leave it to the universe to present him with a familiar face.  “not what i meant—”  speaking to the universe,  not too pleased with the vampire presented to him.  “rebekah.”  he paused,  shoving his hands deep into his pocket.  “i didn’t think i’d see anyone from home here.”

[fvturae-blog]

— TAGS / STEFAN !

[frevkshcwtm-blog]

&. @guiltedripper ( thread / 001. )

The moon was going to be full in a few days, and hope was in full anticipation of her next turn. Sure, this would be her tenth turn, and it's gotten easier with time but that didn't mean he didn't have that all too insatiable itch. The beast she kept locked within wanted so desperately to come out, her skin crawling, belly aching. Standing amdist the forestation of the mystic falls woods, she sensed a presence nearby ... A vampire. Turning around, she saw Stefan Salvatore standing there, blood dripping from his lips. Rippah, her father used to call him. This she remembered vaguely. The scent of blood made her hunger increase, eyes showing her hybridization of wolf and vampire alike.

' bring anyone to share?' she asked almost playfully, approaching him. ' stefan, right?'