hi, y’all! my anxiety is so weird and horrible that i had to delete my re-do of my starter BUT i’m working on replying to the replies to it, regardless! don’t worry. i’m doing them slowly. however, i’m probably gonna post a new starter so that i can still get new interactions. if you want to plot with eric, please shoot me a message or something! i need new stuff for him, i think.
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Roy was leaned against his car, sipping his coffee and watching the town begin to come to life. It was always his favorite part of the day before heading down to the inn. The man passing by caught Roy’s eye– he’d seen this guy before and it took him a minute, but he was on TV whenever Roy went to see his parents. He must’ve spent too long looking at him to figure it out, when the man called him out. “Well, my mom’s a big fan but I don’t think she’s the kind of lady who’d want me to pay for someone’s name on some paper.” he shook his head.
“Well, I respect that. I don’t know why you would.” Drawling, he informed the other male, “Though, believe me, there are people who would. It’s actually fun sometimes to get extra cash from it, but I just need some coffee and peace right now.” He shut his eyes and set the back of his hand on the lids. “Fucking sunlight,” he muttered. He was more grouchy than impolite; still, he figured, the stranger was probably thinking he was less cordial than expected of a fairly successful (by town standards) actor.
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MIRA WAS CHARMED BY THE GIRL’S ANSWER , and she joined her brother in the light round of applause . “ well , i suppose you’re right about that , ” she indulged , “ don’t bite the hand that feeds you , and all of that . ” mira propped a hand up on her cocked hip , shooting him with an over-exaggerated glare . “ you ever hear that saying – ‘ time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time ’ ? i like to think of money like that . ”
he couldn’t help pausing to give his two cents, ignoring the impatient glares of teenage eyes upon him as he did so. “money isn’t really the same as time, though, is it? i mean, it’s a concrete, tangible thing; so the effects of wasting it would be different from wasting an abstract notion such as time. though, i am humouring my 13-year-old sister by getting her a not-very-practical gift... so i don’t know if i’ve got the room to talk.”
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“oh –,” gio falters, thoughtfully jingling the quarters in her hand. “actually i just thought you were a meter maid.” she gestures to the unpaid meter behind him, and her car beyond. she offers a winning smile and her fistful of change in lieu of recognition and ten bucks. “that’s about all i’ve got, if you need it. sorry – you are?”
eric is taken aback, silent for a few moments. then, a smile almost overtakes his face, one he could barely constrain. “actually, you’re right about my profession. but we like to be called parking enforcement officers. and you know us millennials: anyone can be a celebrity. apparently, a video of me singing on my work station garnered some attention. but, now i know you don’t know me from that; have a good day, ma’am.” his grip tightened on the coins bestowed upon him. god, peace and quiet.
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TARON EGERTON for Vanity Fair Italy, May 2019
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“ i don’t carry cash, ” she returns blithely, with a quick shrug of her shoulders. and even though she recognizes eric donoghue, she hadn’t been about to ask for an autograph. or a selfie, which she supposed would be a more modern equivalent. “ i was only gonna say that you look like you could use a little concealer and about half a bottle of ibuprofen. — fun night ? ”
he releases a small sigh of relief. “yeah, had an excellent night.” rubbing his eyelid lightly, he replies, “i probably could.” his masculinity is far from fragile, and he concedes to basic tenets of skincare and stuff like that. “but it’s not like i walk around carrying either. do you have some?”
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facial features quickly deflate into a frown, ❝ i’m reminiscing here, okay ? let me have my moment . ❞ throwing rocks at the lake, he says, belittling the rare free time he’s managed to spend relaxing . to chris, it’s more than that – - it’s a test of skill, for starters, it isn’t as easy as it probably appears . ❝ hey, ❞ head tips back slightly, green hues lingering on the male, ❝ aren’t you the guy who’s dating meiying ? ❞
“yeah,” responds eric. “why?” it’s not as though he’s worried about the fortitude of his relationship with mei, and he isn’t the type who would jeopardise her rapport with a possible colleague just to puff his chest in possessive jealousy. he has nothing to be insecure about, whether or not this other dude is interested in her. but he feels like “why do you care?” is a fair question to ask. “no one’s stopping you from having your moment, man. i’m just here to fish.”
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MIRA’S EYEBROWS QUIRKED UP IN AMUSEMENT at the stranger’s bluntness . unfazed , she turned around to look for the object he had pointed out . her eyes landed on it quickly , and she took it off the shelf before turning and handing it carefully to the younger girl . “ there you go , darlin’ , ” she said with a smile , her muted louisiana twang peeking out a little more with the term of endearment . “what do you think , hm ? should i get it ? ” mira asked her as she ran a hand down her torso to straighten the lines of the shirt . she looked over at the girl’s brother when she said , her voice teasing , “ i think i’d trust your opinion over his any day . ”
eric listened to his younger sister’s sesquipedalian reply —— words like pulchritudinous abounding —— before giving her a little round of applause. “she’s expanding her vocabulary,” he explained. “but i’m reasonably certain she’s trying to say she can’t really disagree with me, considering that i’m buying her that music box.” he laughed lightly. “money talks, unfortunately. she says it’s pretty, though. and thanks for this. feel free to waste your cash as you’d like.” he smiled, sincerely happy his sister was happy, and hoping that his last sentence didn’t strike the woman as rude, but rather a convivial jab.
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“uh, alright.” he doesn’t want to seem like he thinks the other male is kind of weird —— but he does think that. “have you just been throwing rocks at the lake by yourself?” it just sounds like a strange, unproductive way of spending one’s time to eric. at least when you’re fishing you get something to eat, which is precisely what he’s here for, fishing rod in hand and all.
for the moment he’s gone back in time, green hues had fallen into a contemplative stare on calm water’s surface . old sprigg lake … keeper of countless memories . like his very first kiss, unexpected and awkward, had them both laughing after . or when he was fishing with his father, and there was aggressive tugging on his line – - reeled in the first one he’d ever caught . thumb absentmindedly rolls over stone’s perfectly smooth texture before blinking out of his thoughts and with precision his grip on it finally releases, sends it flying toward liquid body . it skips across the top not once, not twice, but four times and then sinks into the depths . ❝ still got it . ❞ proud smirk accompanies words, passing a satisfied glance to his company .
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“dunno where your companion’s skipped off to, but i’m just hoping to take that old music box for my little sister.” eric gestured to a row of items that the blonde was obstructing, then to one of his siblings by his side. “i think you look great. but i also think you should save the money for something better. and also move out of the way, thanks.”
MIRA WAS CONSTANTLY ON THE VERGE of a shopping spree . the only things holding her back at any given time were the sliver of restraint she had half-heartedly taught herself over the past few years , and the certainty that she would beat herself up about her spending as soon as she was finished . however , there were some glorious days – like this one – when dates would line up and she would receive a paycheck from more than one of her students , forcing her resolve to slip . she stood in front of a mirror at primrose’s finds , angling her body every which way in an effort to decide whether or not she liked the top she was wearing enough to buy it . torn , she turned to the person nearest to her and asked , “ would you mind telling me what you think of this ? and , by all means , be brutally honest . you might be saving me some money . ”
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☾ ▹ ° ⋅ taron egerton / thirty / cis male ; have you had the chance to meet eric donoghue ? he has lived in old sprigg for thirty years, gaining a reputation for being quite pragmatic, solicitous, curmudgeonly & abrasive. this heterosexual pisces can be found around bullfrog brewery and he works as a soap opera actor. most people tend to associate him with treating his younger siblings to ice cream and wearing dumb backwards snapback caps.
hi, everyone ! i don’t know why making this intro post took me forever ( that executive dysfunction feel ig ) but information about this spiritual Grumpy Old Man eric is under the cut !!!! note: i’m really sleep-deprived & tired rn so this will be all over the place and i don’t have a gif right now for the same reasons lol
BACKGROUND
he’s from a pretty big family. he’s a middle child. they grew up in this town. he’s been in old sprigg for all his life.
creating films/tv shows has been a dream of his for a long time. he probably did some sort of film course in university, although i’m still unsure.
he’s a creative sort of person, yet at the same time thoroughly practical. it’s both a nature and nurture thing: he was blessed enough to be a grounded, down-to-earth man by nature, but growing up with financial problems within the family certainly helped mould him into the pragmatist that he is.
that said, his solution for his family’s financial problems was rather unorthodox: he grabbed the chance to get into local soap operas, audition for them. he was successful. i mean, he’s smart, but he’s not boring. it may be an unusual solution, but it was one that presented itself to him. he would’ve just been stupid if he didn’t take it.
PERSONALITY/NOW
he’s just turned thirty, but you could liken his personality a bit like to a senior citizen’s lmao
it’s not even that he’s an old soul, he’s just surly. i know pisces have a repute for being very emotional but this man (a pisces) honestly strikes some people as Stone-Cold a lot of the time
he is, however, in fact a deeply caring guy. he always buys his siblings ice cream and toys and stuff. (his love for his family def is a factor in why he wants kids so badly wnjfnjnd HE’S DAD MATERIAL OK)
his temperament is largely the opposite of the melodramatic stuff in the tv series he stars in. they’re exaggerated af and eric is really chill. he’s like the most normal person in the acting industry and i mean that in the sense that he’s candid, is fairly phlegmatic, doesn’t put on airs, and is dependable. stable. his vibe is more or less the vibe of this song if it makes any sense lmao
that said, he loves a good beer and the dancefloor (even if he’s not v good at the dancing) which is why you can find him hanging out with his friends (and gf?) at the bullfrog brewery a lot.
ending this w/ some Amazing pics of his fc for reference that are literally just eric’s irl aesthetic. (pray 4 him bc his snapback/baseball cap collection grows exponentially by the second)
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TARON EGERTON photographed by Lorenzo Agius (2018)
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