𓏲 * ( sebastian stan, cismale, he/him, henry cavill cc ) ⸺ pictures of HAROLD “HARRY” GRIFFIN JR have been showing up all over my feed, and considering the last time they were #trending, it was due to not signing on his latest superhero movie — i'm not likely to unfollow anytime soon. with their fitted suits that could be dressed down, slicked back hair and striking blue eyes, i'm not surprised to hear that they are considered part of the BLUE BLOODS. after forty years, they've managed to garner a reputation for being more generous than dramatic, but their critics say that they're more impulsive than creative when they aren't too busy focusing on their living in the shadow of his multi-Emmy winning father, attending the endless award shows and after parties, huge superhero franchise that are impossible to escape. when they aren't occupied with their work as a producer / actor, they've been sighted reading comic books. reputation.com has taken to calling them LONDON BOY in order to avoid a lawsuit ( again ).
inspiration: Robert Downy Jr, Scott Eastwood, Alex Skarsgard
tldr;
Harry is the first child out of four to famous film director Harry Griffin Sr. ( Steven Spielberg fame ). He had always grew up around movies.
Going to movie premiers were just fun family activity for Harry growing up. He also loved to visit his father on set. He did get small background roles in a lot of his father's films.
His family moved from London to LA when he was fifteen. His mother wanted him and his siblings to have a little bit of a normal childhood. He attended the best private schools both in London and LA.
By the time he was turning 18, Harry was in the spotlight. The world knew about him, from his father. He was a bit of a teenage heart throb that wasn't actually in the film industry. All of his fame came from his father's success.
His curiosity on getting more into film industry had him asking other directors, who were friends of his father to be in their movies. It took a while but Harry got his first acting credit in a small period film . It showed off Harry's true acting skills.
Soon every teenage girl had posters of him on their walls. Harry was going to events and premieres just for him to be there on the carpet. He became a true 90's heartthrob
His next movie he landed was a large budget historical piece . The director loved his look that they needed him to be in the film. The film blew up in the box office sky rocketing Harry's career. He was one of Hollywood's biggest name before 30.
After the success of the film, he took a few roles here and there but it was at this time that he wanted to work behind the scenes and start producing. Mostly working with his favorite directors and cast. He did this for a few years, taking a break from being in the main spotlight. He didn't stop acting, just not taking the main lead.
It was the casting choice for one hugely anticipated superhero movie that got Harry back in front of the camera. He was the number one choice to play Superman in the latest remake. He took pride in the role, enjoying the promotion for the movie. The fandom the came with the movie really
Headcannons;
Despite being a born and raised in London, a lot of people believe he is American after his role as Superman.
He is a huge comic / superhero fan. He even produced all the Superman films he was in. As well some other super hero films.
He has a three year old Border Collie, Quinn, to keep his home occupied.
𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑁 𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝐹𝑇. 𝐾𝐸𝑀𝐴𝐿 𝐾𝐴𝑉𝐴𝑆.
𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐴𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁 : his office.
he’s been actively ignoring the individual at his door, making it known that he’s more than aware of their presence by looking up from the tablet in his grasp for a solid moment to make eye contact before moving back to business. not only was he in the dog house and forced to run to the bathroom for testing every so many hours ( as if he could actively snort anything with a babysitter on duty ), but he was drowning in stocks that continue to drop. “ jesus — fucking christ, what do you want ? ” finally, he looks up to properly acknowledge the person that’s taking up space in his office.
With the holidays around the corner, everyone was busy. Harry had his hand full but he had a bit of extra time to assist his elderly father. It was a quick errand to hope over to Kavas Enterprises to finalize an agreement for funding Harry Sr's next project. Harry walked into Kavas Enterprises and was directed to Kemal's office. Seeing Kemal clearly busy at his desk, Harry gave a quick knock on the open door to announce his arrival. The eye contact gave him the signal to at least walk in. "I'm here on behave of my father. He had a financial agreement, and he just needed to make some adjustments. The production had some additions made. Just wanted to make sure if it's in budget. He couldn't make due to his health, so I'm here in his place."
“ Just checking up, being a Good Samaritan and all that, ” Micah bantered back, not meaning to cause any offense to the older man. It was his protective nature, coming out regardless of who he was speaking to. “ Me? I don’t do well with crowds. Never really have. After a while I felt like the room was crushing me so I came out to get fresh air and look at the gardens. Not a wild answer or anything. ”
Harry gave him a grin. "No, thank you. I do apricate the concern. Not a lot of people would bother to check. Everyone is busy inside" Harry gave a quick glance over to the on going party inside. He had been in crowds like these since he could remember. But sometimes he too had to step away to collect himself. "That is fair. We all have our limits. Well I don't mind if you stick around out here. I don't have any plans on going back just yet. Besides the overwhelming crowds, you enjoying tonight? I've always loved Versailles."
- hamza looked down at himself , worried for a second that the thing he'd forgotten was his pants . once he saw he was fully dressed , he gave a sigh of relief . head tilted to the side in confusion though about what he could be forgetting until own question was answered . " oh you mean alcohol ... that makes a lotta sense now . don't have to ask me twice . " he grinned , plucking two of the glasses of the tray and passing one over to the other . " cheers . "
Harry kept his grin. He was loving the vibes of the party so far. So many people were up to have fun. "Of course. I don't think it's allowed to not being drinking while in France." Harry gratefully took his own glass. This clearly wasn't his first one of the night. "Cheer, mate." He raised his glass with him. He took a long drink. "This place is truly amazing. I've been to France before but I've never got a chance to visit the Palace of Versailles."
facial features quickly mask innocence as she pulls herself back into the present moment, looking upwards towards the other with wide eyes. “ —— i simply have no idea what you’re talking about. ”
Harry couldn't help but keep his smile. "Come on. I'm not stupid. Drunk, but not stupid." Harry took a sip at his drink. "I've been watching you for a second. I know something is up." This was a party. He wanted to have a little fun. "I'll pay to know. Name your price. I won't snitch if there is a secret gathering in the gardens or something."
◜ ♱ : " not at all, i'd hate to be the one drinking up the bar tab. " humour lingers by the edge, legarthic gaze thrown haphazardly over his shoulder for a brief moment, " the whole thing's a bit insufferable, isn't it ? "
As soon as Harry approached the bar, he waved over the bartender for a shot. The flutes of champagne were not going to work anymore for him. "Thank you" He chuckled at the man's joke. Taking his first sip, he looked back at the party. Harry was used to these amount of people but from time to time he needed some room to breath. "Not insufferable, I've been to events bigger. I just needed to step away. I suppose all of this can be a lot." He introduced himself. "I'm Harry." He extended his hand.
doe-eyed femme swivels to face source of masculine timbre , her ivory ensemble flittering due to movement . “ i'd like that very much . ” small smile beginning to form , the suggestion was UNEXPECTED considering the eyes on his every action .
He extend his hand for her to take and lead her to the dance floor. It had been a while since Harry saw Julieta. "You look amazing." He was pleasantly surprised to see her at the event. "How are you enjoying the party so far? You meet a lot of interesting people at things like this. "
“ just when i've had one too many drinks to make me ballsy, ” blonde chuckles. not one to drink too much, but tonight was an exception, she was celebrating. “ so, are you going to take me out for a dance or what? ”
"That's the way to do it. I think most of my first auditions were won by a swig of liquid courage." He continued to sip at his current drink. "You don't have to tell me twice. I'll gladly have a dance with you." Harry finished his own drink before heading to the dance floor with her.
polite smile lingers on petals as she accepted the other's words, groomed into docility as child but hunger for more changed her ⸺ chameleon that easily switches natures, it makes violetta so good at her job. " i believe it's more the amount of people and the costumes, it all seems so familiar — no point of recognition to draw back on, " she suggests, furthering the conversation between the pair with light tones.
"I'm just getting old and getting turned around. Or my amount of drinks I've had tonight." He couldn't decided which one was right. Harry laughed it off. He was just here to have some fun. "I suppose you're right about that. Real glad I ran into you then. You seem to have gotten a hold of the layout." Then an idea popped into his head. "I think it might be a good idea to keep you by my side. For a while, you probably have others you want to be with I'm sure."
the homme's question hangs in the air as brown optics dart around the ballroom, taking in the lavish surroundings adorned with gilded mirrors and elaborate chandeliers. she takes a sip of her drink, casting a sidelong glance at her companion. 〝 oh, i'm almost sure we are, 〞 she drawls, her red lipstick accentuating the playful smirk on her face. 〝 though, i must confess, i don't remember what i agreed to. did i accidentally sign up for a duel, a dance or perhaps just a scandalous tête-à-tête in the gardens ? 〞
"How many glasses have you had tonight that you already forgot?" He teased. He wasn't going to shame her. That's why they were here. For a good time. "No worries. That's why I am here. We were on our way to the next room. For some extra activities to bring this night up a notch. But if you want to duel, I think I could pull out that sword over there."
"Are you taking to me some kind of secret sex dungeon Harry, because I can promise you it won't go down well. Not unless you also have some nose dust tucked away too." Esmay replied skeptically, reaching out to grab hold of his hand as he moved towards the next room, conscious she might lose him in the crowed otherwise. "Then again it would still be better than this."
He laughed at her response. He wouldn't put it pass it them that were was some sort of room like that here. But that's not what he was going to. "No, no. Nothing like that." He took a sip of his glass of wine with his free hand. He took a hold of her hand as soon as she slipped into his. "But I can't say anything about some fun party favors later on. I might know I guy that is here." Harry lead them through the crowds. "What I was going to show was this room that some have moved to I heard it's more lively."
He appreciated the concern. "I know I might not look like I can party still, but I hold out a bit longer." He just needed another drink to keep him going. "I've been going to events like this for years. The French just do it a little different. How about you? What made you step out in the gardens?"
Harry couldn't but over hear. "A moment of peace tonight? That might be hard to come by." Harry gave a glance over that massive amount of people here. "Are you doing alright? What has you so stress? We are in France. In a palace."
"Thank you. You’ve been very helpful." He apricated the assistance. The palace was gigantic and navigating back to find the main room. "I didn't think I would get lost by just going to the next room."
