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@cndice​ said: 📂 📂 📂 📂 📂 ( i want all the headcanons! 😊 (meme)

I know we haven’t spoken much about Sokol so let me introduce you to my new Tol Angery Russian Boi— does that description ring a bell?

📂: The brute nature of his sport's bound to catch up with him someday. There’s no way he’s knocking heads or getting knuckle-sandwich’d on a routine basis without coming out unscathed. Sokol’s definitely going to develop some brain damage. Like how A/aron H/ernandez did, dude’s got chronic traumatic encephalopathy (CTE), a degenerative brain disease caused by repeated head injuries. It’s gonna manifest in the forms of erratic behaviour, anger outbursts, depersonalisation... BUT he won’t know it because he doesn’t get it checked. Just thinks it’s part of the hardened personality he’s developed over the years from heisting and general competitiveness. It’s gonna be ugly and for sure it’s gonna endanger his life or someone elses’ sometime down the line. 

📂: Growing up Sokol was incredibly poor. To him the national ice hockey team was his ticket to getting out of poverty more than anything else, and also a way of reclaiming that humility lost to bullying. Otherwise, it’s just a matter of being good at hitting a puck into a net. Don’t know how the events of hiring Sokol as a heister began, because suddenly he got picked up as part of a bank-robbing crew. He sends off 80% of his earnings from his heists back home to his family in Kaliningrad. They don’t know it’s him; every fortnight the fat envelope comes without a stamp or a name and is deposited in the mailbox discreetly. By now the debts would have been paid off, they can use the money to get a new house and live comfortably. 

📂: Considering the number of players in the game, every heist pays incredibly well. It’s more than thrice the amount of money he’d earned as an athlete. But after a while even money loses its value to him, the numbers on his offshore bank account a highscore that just keeps climbing. But he just keeps heisting because what else is there for him to do? He’s established, has a solid gang he can rely on and a place to live. There’s no turning back; he can’t return to his life in Russia because he knows he’d probably get caught in the sticky maws of the interpol and get sent back to Siberia bc of the paper trail he’s been leaving behind. 

📂: I don’t know how much more of a Mary Sue Payday can make him, because on top of being a gifted athlete and genius and a part time bank robber he’s also an engineer that designed the drill to break into a casino??? All at the age of 25??? Like does this man have 48 hours in a day because I want that too! Honestly the engineering bit was so out of place but I tried my best to work it into his backstory so... my Sokol attends a design & engineering school in Russia but obviously paid more attention to team sports as an extra-curricular. At this point i’m projecting bc I myself am currently doing the same type of course in uni and love it to death.  

​{Text}: Hey girly, sorry I haven’t seen you in awhile. 

{Text}: Can we meet up somewhere? I need someone to talk too. And I have both kids with me. 

Send me a ♫ for a lyric starter based off of the song I’m listening to / @cndice​

Wolfcat — Still Woozy

It's 2:15AM in the morning and Ellis, feet anchored around the legs of his chair, swings forward dangerously, like a felled tree about to fall. The crackle of Candice's laughter is what jolts him from his sleepy state— but only briefly; he restrains a crooked smile directed to the 2009 MacBook, but his eyes are closing again. Behind him, the luminous glow of the screen cast moving ghosts on the patterned wall.

"You always want to watch somethin', late at night..." Ellis laments jokingly, dragging a hand in his hair, frowning at the way it stands up like a scrubbing brush.

Aya’s Name Appearing On Candice’s Phone The Day After Valentine’s Day Is A Surprise, Because, While She Currently Lives And Has Lived In New York For Over 10 Years, She Hasn’t Gotten Around To Celebrating The Holiday To The Degree Much Of The World Does - It Wasn’t Indulged As Such In South Africa. Still, She Expected The Other Would Be Occupied For Much Of The Holiday Weekend, As Most Of Her Girlfriends Would Be.

What Isn’t Surprising, Is That As Soon As She Answers, She’s Unable To Get A Word In Before The Other Is Off In A Whirl Of Words. She Frowns When The Other Mentions Her Valentine’s Day Was Less Than Pleasing, Followed By A Soft Click Of Her Tongue.

“ I Have A Fitting With My Stylist, Then A Meeting With My Agent To Discuss Details For The Rest Of Fashion Month. Pietro Is In London, So Valentine’s Day Was … Nondescript ” Her Answer To The Other’s Questions Are Stated In A Matter-Of-Fact Manner Before Continuing. “ With That Out Of The Way, What’s Going On? Do I Need To Knock Some Heads? Remind Someone To Get Their Act Together? ” A Slew Of Questions To Find Out Why Her Friend’s Holiday Was Bad.

aya had poofed in to visit candy once she had confirmed she was alone, hence, the quick appearance out of harmless flames. the other soon, spoke about the work she had to do and even though she was very much surprised to hear about the fashion month. ah, one more fashion month had started and what was aya doing? being a ball of laziness. mostly that. ever since she decided to cut down on works that don’t bring in recognition and ratings, that was her daily life. “eh no , not really. it was better to break up and just move on. it is okay i have a few eons or milleniums ahead of me to constantly meet men who come and go. nothing really surprised me anymore.” she shrugged that thought away. “if you are to remind someone to get their act together, it should be me. i’m too lazy lately. but hey newsflash before it gets out, i will be in hanzawa naoki season 2. got drinks?“

Tomo came from a small indigenous tribe that was situated on the lower right section of Japan, but due to problems with the lack of resources, most of the tribe was obligated to either stay and face the consequences due to those problems or conform and follow the advice of the elder in the tribe and follow a new path. Although Tomo wished to stay with his parents, seeing that his tribe and family was all he knew -- alongside their natural environment and other rudimentary habits, they ended up insisting to the point where he felt like he would disappoint them and did end up following along the ones that did go and later on separated from them as they found lives of their own and wished for him to do the same. Luckily, on his way around, he found a group of people, in them, including a male called Lero, that offered a place to stay, help with getting used to the new costumes, language and other offers, which he accepted and flew back with them towards South Korea to live that new life.

He came to know later on, that he was silly and that accepting their offers could had went sour quickly, seeing that most of them seemed to have backgrounds that seemed to suggest some type of danger and what they did was also deemed pretty dangerous, but luckily, he discovered that all were great people and he was in charge of simply teaching him the ways he used to live by, he took care of the gardens that had within the magical flowers from Lero’s country -- Or so he believed it to be, seeing that Lero only told him that he was from another place and to attend the said reunions, which was where he had seen her for the very first time.

3: Our muses lose a mutual friend.

Up to this moment Sokol thought he was good at handling pain.

It must've come with the territory of being from Russia. Or, the heister always joked with a kind of self-effacing humour, something his father had prepared him for.

If getting thwacked in the face with a high-velocity puck was bad enough to you, then the agony of being curb-stomped by a cloaker was probably unfathomable. But no matter how bad it got, and even if it seemed like the hail of bullets raining overhead would never let up, there were always a teammate that had your back.

Illya died alone.

Sorry, the telegram from his brother read. This happened last week. As if the knife twisted into the gut wasn't hurting enough, we thought you were busy with your work so we didn't want to worry you.

He'd remembered the anger burning like a backhand, because nothing came before family and who was a person like Sevyastan to deny him the news? Right, because it'd been three years Sokol last saw his family. Five since he last saw him. He only had himself to blame.

Already Illya's image was a blur. A crossfade between the stern, towering operative and the gangly, ruddy-cheeked youth who took Sokol ice-skating and bought him chebureki after. And soon, he'd become nothing but a memory, and life would go back to normal for Sokol. And he couldn't bear it.

Booking the next flight out to a supermodel's last pinned location on Instagram was hardly a coping mechanism. He needed to get away. All these years and he'd grown comfortable with the thought that Illya was somewhere out there in the world, digging trenches or infiltrating bases, doing what he did best. It was only when he was a thousand feet in the air, with the engine sputtering beneath his feet did he realise he'll never be able to find him again.

If there was anyone who he thought would understand, who Illya would've wanted to know, it'd be Candice. And now he was going to ruin her vacation.

Candice looked like she belonged in France. Beautiful, lightly made-up, looking like anyone else's girlfriend or sister or mother waiting on a loved one to come home. He felt a pang in his heart then, a longing for a kind of familial love that he hadn't felt in a very long time.

Darn the French for their sentimental, accordion-y music.

“ Nice to meet you. ” It was spoken with the energy of a man holding it together for the past nine hours and tolerated having his seat kicked repeatedly. Sokol's voice wavered dangerously at the end. “ Illyusha-- Illya, he... ”

Incorrect Quotes ( meme )

“ if it isn't my favorite southern gentleman, ellis. i have to give the credit to my beautiful parents . . . and the farm. a childhood spent on the farm will do anyone a lifetime of good - i don't have to tell you that, though. what did you eat to be so kind? ”