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[earthtooz]

itoshi rin pro player hc because hes so !!!!

rin who always tries to enter silently to your house, afraid he'll wake you up because he'll be dammed if you ruin your sleep schedule because of him

rin who, contrary to popular belief, actually sorta enjoys pda. he likes showing off to the world that you're his partner, so if hes feeling jealous, he'll have no problem kissing you in front of an inane amount of paparazzi

rin who got you a hedgehog pet and now its your guys's son. his name is sonic.

rin who texts sae just to ask "when r you gonna get bitches lmao"

rin who has gotten so used to sleeping next to you that when he's away for a match he oats on the mattress and is dissappointed when your not there.

rin who refuses to let you pay. you're on a date and every time you try to split the bill he says "no."

rin who really enjoys being the little spoon for no reason at all.

rin who falls asleep watching any movie that isn't horror.

rin who takes an obnoxiously long time getting ready for a date.

rin who wants to propose but has no idea how to.

rin who has an abnormal alcohol resistance. this guy can drink 3 entire bottles of wine and not get drunk at ALL.

rin who rlly likes carrying you in bridal style.

rin whose favourite chore is washing the dishes.

rin who puts on his alarm 5 minutes earlier some times because he sometimes stares at you while you sleep, thinking you look pretty.

rin who gets WAY too invested in soap operas

rin who cooks every weekend

rin who likes playing with your hair

rin who adores hugging you from behind while you're washing the dishes

rin who just really loves you and wants to propose so bad but hes too nervous to do so. he'll get there one day 😔

rin who puts his fork into your plate and steals some of your food, without any shame.

rin who walks around the house shirtless. when you questioned him about it, he had no answer other than a shrug.

rin who is SO!(#^>#&@&#

thank you for coming to my ted talk.

bye

-🕺anon

i'm literally petitioning for you to write my fics for me. this is not a joke.

[reversecreek]

clicks onto the dash wearing kitten heels n coyly holding my bang....... hi. me again. it took me so long to select a gif to use on cricket’s intro n i settled on this one bc he looks so unsure abt his smile n it’s rly his essence <3 u can find his pinterest board here n his (work in progress) spotify playlist here. hmu to plot!!! 

* alex wolff, cis male + he/him | you know cricket donahue, right? they’re twenty-two, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, all of their life, on and off? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to should have known better by sufjan stevens like, a million times this year, which slipping on wet leaves to photograph a tree struck alight by lightning, delivering a tedtalk to your own reflection to hype yourself up to buy groceries, hiding your hands inside of your sleeves in case you grew an impromptu megan fox thumb overnight thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is october 1st, so they’re a libra, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( nai, 24, gmt, she/her )

HISTORY:

cricket ws born to a couple tht lived in lilac ridge. their trailer was tucked closest to the woods n always fell under the shade. it was like the leaves wanted to pretend they were a perpetual hanging cloud on the family n that was kind of fitting. their only reason fr having him in the first place was a kind of shrugged like........... we’re under the income bracket we’d get child benefits so why not! may as well try it to rake in some extra cash! needless to say they didn’t rly think it thru or anticipate all of the responsibilities tht came w children n wound up seeing him as an extremely large burden n boy didn’t he know it!

(child neglect & abuse tw) i’ll try to keep this part vague n brief but things were Not Good for cricket growing up. people in lilac ridge didn’t like his parents n it was for a gd reason. he remembers foggy things. being little n wandering around combing the grass with a stick to search for wrappers to suck on bc he was hungry. feeling uneasy when the front door opened. finding out his name was cricket bc the insects used to crawl into their trailer thru the vents n his parents liked to squish them into the carpet -- his mum told him as much once. i think this says a lot. to excessively trim the fat of the story he wound up entering the system at around 8 after his latest and most serious hospital visit. his parents hd to deal w the authorities n last he heard they bounced to evade charges.

(anxiety & violence & trauma tw) cricket sustained a few lifelong injuries from his time in lilac ridge. his knee didn’t heal right which meant he had (n still has to this day) a limp n he’s partially deaf in one ear. he’s always been an incredibly insecure n anxious person so this mde him rly self conscious going into a strange n new environment tht wld b difficult fr any kid to adjust to, nvm w these added worries. he jst felt like something weird to ogle at honestly. he probably wld have felt like that no matter where he was or what he looked like. he cld be in a huge hall of 200 people all wearing the same uniform n he’d still feel like the odd one out. needless to say this didn’t rly help him make friends

cricket’s coping mechanisms were romanticising the things tht other people found ugly or embarrassing or painfully ordinary. he liked it when the rain hit clunky drops against school windows n forbid everyone from playing outside bc he could feel the vibrations through the rubber soles of his shoes n it was a little bit like hearing all of the world at once fr just a moment. he liked medieval fantasy lore about stout gnomes w crumbs in their beards n cheeks red from ale. he liked fallen nests with the remnants of hatched eggs still dirty from the branches n soil they’d hit on the way down. he liked the way the sunlight leaked thru the leaves of the trees in the woods and how, when he sat very still, he could tune into the ringing that was always in his ear n pretend it was coming from the same place, that light thru the leaves, that the angels were trying to talk to him.

he spent a lot of time in the red room at his high skl (i’m begging u this is not a 50 shades reference) (after googling i jst realised it’s called a darkroom bt i’m leaving this fr the sake of sexy bimbo authenticity) n felt quite at home in there. he borrowed a camera whenever he cld (maybe he did yearbook) n photography became his way of immortalising the world as the romanticised version he wanted it to be. his memories were bad bt his photos were beautiful. maybe if he took enough they’d paste over n bleed into each other. maybe bad cld be replaced w beautiful if he tried his very best.

he got placed into fostering w a family once bt apparently didn’t meet the vibe check of their tastes so he wound up returning to the group home he’d initially been placed in. overall this is where he grew up n he aged out the system rather than getting adopted. there was a sense of floundering/isolation/not feeling gd enough in tht bt cricket made do the best he knew how. 

that said there were some gd points! (shocking i kno bc his life hs been so fking bleak so far bt please it’s ok........) (is it?) (🤔). basically he interned as an assistant at this local photography studio during high skl working under this kind of whimsical yet endearing old man. suspected wizard possibly in cricket’s eyes, as an avid fantasy genre reader. for one of his bdays said old man / his boss bought him his very own film camera n cricket cried bc he’d never been bought a bday gift. this ws rly embarrassing bc this old man didn’t know how to emote n neither did cricket so he ws jst sort of sat wiping his eyes n sniffling saying he wasn’t crying as the old man pretended to suddenly clean his lenses. when cricket graduated he offered him a full time position there. they do like. wedding photographs n family portraits n all kinds of things...... pay isn’t huge bt it’s something n he Loves taking photos so it’s sexy <3

PERSONALITY:

SUCH an anxious person it’s actually unreal. overthinks absolutely everything he’s ever said. one morning he might hv put green socks on n for the rest of the day he’s nervously looking around like omggggggg they’re all looking at my socks probably thinking im a little green sock boy thinking i’m a fool n a jester this is all everyone’s probably thinking about i hv to hide my green socks..... even tho literally no-one cares

once saw a girl eating a chicken wing n in his head was like ok she likes chicken good future gift idea..... n turned up at her house with an entire rotisserie chicken

probably thinks WAY too hard abt what to write in bday cards n googles like generic ideas that he can use.... u open a card from cricket n it always says smthn weird like “Warmest wishes and love on your birthday and always!” or “You deserve everything happy. Wishing you that all year long!” tht he got off google

nervously fiddles w things a lot. literally anything. his hair. the cuffs of his sleeves. a thread on his bag. u name it

struggles w eye contact sometimes............ it’s like. he wants to talk to ppl n make friends bt he’s honestly so bad at it. he’s fumbling thru life like a nervous headless chicken

ALWAYS has his camera on him. like always. will tke a photo of u bc he thinks u look nice then be like im so sorry im so sorry...... bowing his head shakily holding his camera bc he doesn’t even kno what possessed him he jst thought it’d be a nice photograph bt boundaries exist. probably breathes very heavily over this later in his room panicking thinking he nw seems like hannibal lecter

probably more confident online bc he has time to think abt what he says more.......... i can see him hving a group of online friends tht he’s more confident w. honestly he’s pretty witty at heart he jst has a hard time verbalising things so ppl overlook him sometimes bt once u get to know him more / he’s more comfy he can b a funny little man.....

loves photographs where he cuts something out of them. loves missing spaces n voids. thinks it’s a rly interesting concept when something that isn’t there becomes the focus of a photograph where everything else is. probably loses his mind fr a collage like a front row 1d stan. likes experimenting w light n perception. pretty artistic honestly hs probably made a stop motion film in the past bc that’s just an extended form of photography in his mind bt i doubt he showed anyone

ummm...... very sweet bt like. he reminds me a lot of this quote. “he had the awkward tenderness of someone who has never been loved and is forced to improvise.” feel like tht sums him up quite nicely

WANTED CONNECTIONS

someone he met at a wedding: cricket probably ws forced to photograph a wedding fr his boss one time n it cld b interesting as a place to meet from that....... like. i can imagine either it being rly awkward maybe he accidentally spilled a drink on ur muse n was stuttering rly apologetic n it ws just a train wreck. or mayb they took pity on him or even (in a shocking turn of events) a shine to him n invited him to drink n dance. omgggg the thought of cricket trying to dance makes me wna die n probably mkes cricket wna hyperventilate bt idk maybe he went wild n let loose. mayb they wound up damaging the camera somehow. mayb they had to scramble to get another one n ur muse covered the cost n it was a strange late night excursion tht cricket thought about a lot since. cricket probably vowed to pay them bk somehow no matter what. idk. we can work things out. lots of diff options here. doesn’t have to b a wedding either can b any event tht required a photographer

ppl he went to school w: pretty self explanatory i suppose...... maybe they were frm completely different worlds..... mayb ur muse was popular n cricket was definitely not but they got paired fr an assignment n had to work on a project together....... mayb cricket asked ur muse on a date one time n it was completely embarrassing bc he didn’t realise they had a bf n it haunts cricket at night still bc he’s rly dramatic.... mayb ur muse felt sry fr him n ate lunch w him n inducted him into their group like a lost puppy finding a home.... world’s our oyster

neighbours from his brief time at lilac ridge: not to reference taylor swift but i’m gna reference taylor swift n say we cld do a seven inspired plot here. sighs a little..... then sighs a lot. he was here ages 0-8 so idk. we cld work out childhood plots perhaps....

sickening simp: i mean.............. cricket probably gets crushes on ppl so easily like just. anyone who’s the slightest bit nice to him.................. he’s a disgrace. ok i take it back. bt also please get it together freak............... i didn’t say that. he’d probably b extra nice to this person n try n pay close attention to things they liked so he cld get them little gifts. just a bit embarrassing n lovestruck bless his heart. wldn’t expect anything back tho honestly that just isn’t something he tends to do.

let’s go gays: cricket’s bi but he probably was rly in his head abt liking boys n tried to sort of squash it internally during his younger yrs...... i think he’s more comfy w it now MAYBE idk bt back then i picture him having a friend tht ws kind of like. similarly loserish as him perhaps (no offence to ur muse potentially filling this plot or cricket bt let’s face the facts) n they’d hang out n play games a lot n one time it jst kind of happened n he was like............. *struts in looking around sharply* What going on here? except not. bc it’s cricket. more like *shambles in looking around anxiously* What’s, uh... What’s... the happenings? S--... I’m sorry. (immediate apology for saying what’s the happenings bc nobody talks like that n it was an impulsive panic bc he didn’t know what else to say)

those who grew up in the system w him: maybe at the group home or i’d also like the family that fostered him n said sayonara. honestly i imagine the parents just thought he ws a bit too much of a handful / had too much baggage which is rly quite merciless n terrible but. if u think that aligns w ur muses home situation hmu......

um. can’t think of more bt just anything honestly. jst go wild.......

[spiritcc]

Got both, although I’ve just realised that I never knew anything Deep about either huh.

1. The Boy

i dont even care that i just keep repeating this story over and over again of how he almost got murdered by Klyuev on the set of the musketeers lmao. Klyuev’s character barely had any fighting scenes, if at all, so he didn’t receive any sword training, cue a fite scene and somehow he managed to jam his sword in Boyarsky’s fucking mouth, a few centimeters away from his brain and death. Boyarsky didn’t even suffer that much, surprisingly 

Boyarsky actually comes from a whole acting dynasty, his daughter is a (bad) actress and she was in the first nrh ep, his late brother was an actor, his uncle, and I think his dad as well and even his grandad was something else too. Obviously besides the daughter, none of the men in the family lived past like 50 and Boyarsky once said it was a mistake that he’s still alive.

A sub-fact no one wants to know: the dude just,,, does not enjoy living. It’s been twice already that I read him casually mentioning how life can go fuck itself but sometimes there is shite to somewhat enjoy (the shite in question was his daughter’s second pregnancy recently), but otherwise, he really does get these Death Episodes often.

The meme facts a true Boy fan must know is his hat, his shades and his zenit scarf. I think the most popular google search besides his name is his name + no hat bc he just never fucking takes it off (cuz he bald af). Shades cuz aesthetic, zenit scarf cause he’s a big fan of that football club, and of football in general, I’d say that your chances of seeing Boyarsky at a zenit football match are something like 85%. The Boy is perfectly aware of the memes too and he loves making fun of himself. 

quite faithful to his wife, i think he was the only guy on the set of the musketeers who didnt ruin his marriage with their mass sluttery. They once divorced for some tax evasion reasons or something like that and only bothered to remarry like almost a decade later. I think for tax reasons too. They don’t give a fuck.

2. Tabak

big fan of drag, it seems: i can recall at least two films where he jumped on an opportunity to dress as a woman and enjoyed every second of it. For his Marry Poppins role, he shaved his legs and did his nails and everything despite literally nobody asking him, and none of that being even visible in the film. I think he just knew there was no masculinity to his image so boy did he use that to his advantage. 

weirdly enough I think I can say that for a fact that he didn’t like Smoktunovsky lmao. these assholes were theater colleagues and all, but there is no trace of them interacting and no trace of them saying anything at all about each other, never mind good or bad. Tabak only mentioned smoktun once (1) in his book in a line of something like “yeah ppl like smoktun and co and their stories of how apparently nobody noticed them for a long time and it was hard to get recognition are just no true” passive-aggressive shite, while smoktun’s story was RIGHT THERE of how he used to sleep on staircases and got rejected from like five theaters and was literally a banned outlaw i was like asdfhj you can say it, mate, the guy’s been dead for a while now. The biggest piece of evidence was a passing mention from Tovstonogov, the director of BDT, who was discussing newspapers and what material gets through and said “yah tabak recently sent em an article criticizing smoktun’s new role and it got rejected” i almost wheezed how true my suspicions are. no most ambiguous crossover for us, then. 

a big friend of Gaft who NEVER fails to tell you the story of how tabak in his uni days used to smoothly approach folks finishing their food at the uni canteen and ask them if he can lick the plates after them. which he did. and he licked em nice and clean. Gaft being Gaft he obvs immortalised the Feat in his epigrams and I swear his interview from like 2015 went like “yeah hello im fine too how are yoANYWAY TABAK LICKS PLATES” he will just not let this die.

Gaft being Gaft’s, here’s one of his epigrams on tabak, poorly translated by me, but a one you (lily) will defs get:

The stance is straight. The speech is strong,

Of Lyolik, of Tabakov,

Shines, shines his star,

On the jacket of Mikhalkov. 

After Efremov’s death, he became the head of Chekhov’s MHAT (the theatre) and remained its leader until his own death, so 2002-2018 this guy was crackin down. He was an amazing manager who renovated the theater, sometimes even using his own money: repairs, new tech, art and play-wise, everything. He also managed a theater of his own, Tabakerka (about to be renamed a boring Tabakov’s theater instead of keeping the Tobacco Pouch smh), also successfully. He also taught actors for a long ass time and he had a crazy knack for selecting future talents: Yevgeny Mironov, Vladimir Mashkov, Natalia Andreychenko, Filipp Yankovsky are just the people I can name on top of my head, with the first two being his favest and most prominent students, and for a reason (i luv them). Half the modern Russian scene was taught by him, the guy was just amazing at the administrative and leading sides. 

Last tier 10 fact bc only like three people know it, in my final year tabak was apparently looking into enrolling his daughter in my school. I don’t think she went in the end, but during his visit, the guy gave my school a giant box with all the films starring himself on DVD. im still like “....ok” about this lmao but i sure hope these fucks are watching his films at school now, the so-called tabak care package. did he just have spare boxes of films with himself in case he needs to smother somebody how ᵈᵒ

Once again, THIS WAS BROUGHT TO YOU BY ASK ME A QUESTION BS