Nickname: Alyosha or Lyosha (affectionate cultural diminutive, free to use by friends and family). Grandpa (only accepted from Rory Kae).
Gender/Pronoun: Cis man, he/him.
Age: 25.
Birthday: January 23rd, 2000.
Sign: Aquarius.
Gemstone: Garnet.
Blood Type: O–
Fav. Food: According to his official bio on the photo cards, mint chocolate chip ice cream. (In reality, his paternal grandfather’s pirozhki. He likes them savory with soft-boiled egg, cheese, mushrooms, onions, and scallions.)
Hated Food: According to his official band bio, instant ramen. (This one is actually true.)
School: None in Destiny City, but he graduated first from a performing arts high school in Manhattan and then from Juilliard.
Occupation: Member of up and coming pop-punk boy band Star Eclipse (vocalist, songwriter and lyricist, annoying mother hen/older brother).
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION Eyes:Intense violet (#8C33BF). He does have glasses, but more often wears contacts.
Hair: Pale golden blonde, something like #F4EBBB. Straight, about waist-length, usually pulled into a ponytail or a bun. Approximately chin-length, floppy bangs (the right length to give some versatility in styling; they can easily be either brushed back or styled more prominently upfront, depending on the vibe of any given appearance or photoshoot).
Face: Rectangular/oblong (long and slim) shape with high cheekbones and a sharp jawline. Generally clean-shaven, but when he does grow his facial hair out, it’s so fair that it takes a few days before it looks like actual hair, rather then “Hey, Alyosha, do you have something on your lip?”
Skin Tone: Something like FCF3EA? Pale with golden tones to it. He would tan really nicely if he cared to do so.
Body Type: 6’3”, slender waist. Fit and very in shape, but in a lean way. Less beefcake and more “fashion model who happens to be in a boy band.” Clothed, he doesn’t give the impression that he’s as muscular as he is. He does have a nice a**, though.
Piercings: three in each ear (lobes, then two up on the ridge).
Tattoos: lower back/tramp stamp, simple black font reading “If you’re reading this, tell me your safe-word.”
Clothes: When someone else dresses him (for appearances, interviews, etc.), elegant with a bit of edge. Not so mature as to be off-putting to Star Eclipse’s fanbase, but more refined and less visually busy than the other guys in the band to help cultivate his public image as both “The Smart One” (e.g., intellectual, emotionally reserved, but with a soft side) and “The Big Brother.” When Alyosha dresses himself, he’s basically fashion-illiterate, favoring comfort and practicality. Please give him comfy jeans and t-shirts, maybe a flannel or his leather jacket if it’s cold.
Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2025 1:36 am
Hobbies: Music: Aleksey has lived for music since childhood. Piano lessons quickly led to violin, then voice lessons at the suggestion of his elementary school choir teacher, then guitar. He had the privilege of first attending a performing arts high school with a music program, then studying composition in college. While he yields to the band’s managers about almost everything, his daily practice time is one of the things Aleksey will adamantly insist on carving out for himself. Nominal free time often goes to additional practice, especially when he’s upset. He also makes a point of listening to other artists’ new music as often as possible.
Songwriting: Prior to Star Eclipse, Aleksey tried to break out as a Hozier-style singer-songwriter. He didn’t make it that way, so now, his songwriting work, whether composing new music or writing more lyrics, goes toward Star Eclipse. Creating new material, recording demos, sending them to Vasha’s mother for review, workshopping them with her as necessary, and eventually bringing them to the boys—it’s a demanding workload, but the most fulfilling thing he knows. While he works hard on all aspects of Star Eclipse, Aleksey’s biggest dream is to be recognized for his songwriting.
Dance: Aleksey’s least favorite part of being in Star Eclipse, but he only works harder at the music. He’s never studied dance or musical theatre, so he knows (or at least believes) that he’s at a disadvantage in the dance department. Rhythm and keeping counts come easily to him, but he has to rehearse choreography a lot to get it down and he struggles with projecting an emotion other than “desperately trying to remember the steps.” All criticism is taken seriously and in good faith; Aleksey refuses to let his band down.
Poetry: Yes, Aleksey got into poetry through writing song lyrics, but soon found he genuinely enjoyed it. He reads it voraciously, any genre or style from any era. Please recommend your favorites; he’ll look for them while he’s looking for new chapbooks at the library or in bookstores. Some of his free time, he spends at weekly meetings with a poetry group. They meet in a coffee-shop, and alternate between workshopping each other’s poetry or discussing published works. He also goes to local open mic poetry nights, but he keeps that secret tightly guarded to avoid other people’s judgment.
Plushies & Stuffed Animals: Growing up, Aleksey wanted a dog or cat, but never got to have one. Instead, he started collecting stuffed animals, then never got around to outgrowing that. These days, Aleksey’s taste runs toward unique and handmade plushies. He still happily accepts gifts of mass-produced babies (Vasha seems to delight in gifting Aleksey plush-creatures somehow related to Vasha’s gacha games), but there’s something special about the ones that someone made by hand. A lot of Aleksey’s searching happens online, but when he can get out to a store, local arts festival, or whatever to search for plushes in person, he treasures that time.
Virtues: Professional: By nature, Aleksey has several traits that don’t lend themselves well to his chosen career. He’s sensitive and high-strung, he takes a while to warm up to people, and he struggles with the idea of compromise. But when it’s time to work, you’d never be able to tell. Aleksey easily switches into a mindset that allows him to keep his composure, being cordial and polite but not overly familiar, and letting things go for the greater good. He wants to create a good impression, for both himself and the band, even if it means fighting his natural impulses.
Loyal: Although he takes a while to warm up to people, Aleksey takes his relationships with others very seriously. He stands up for his friends and protects, ready to take responsibility for all of them if necessary. This loyalty is not blind but given with full awareness of people’s flaws. Yes, he hears your criticisms about his friends; he can probably tell you even worse things than what you’ve listed. However, this doesn’t mean Aleksey is a pushover. He views standing up to his friends and pushing back when they’re wrong as part of supporting them.
Creative: Aleksey wouldn’t call himself an “outside the box” thinker—but only because he rejects the idea that the box and its limitations are inherently bad things. While he can also work with a blank, open canvas or total freedom, Aleksey views rules, lists of criteria, and other such constraints more as puzzles than as limitations placed on him unfairly. Whether he’s solving a problem or workshopping a new song, he assesses what he’s working with, then tries combining that with different approaches and inspirations, even in ways that don’t initially make sense, until everything finally comes together.
Dutiful: When given a task, especially for the band or his family, Aleksey takes it life or death seriously. He works hard, not just to see the task completed, but to give it his best efforts and then some. Authority figures, he meets with respect and deference, and his peers, he works to keep on task as well. Even when his duty inconveniences or imposes upon him, or involves denying himself things, he accepts those little aggravations. He’d rather give up a little treat for himself than let down the people who rely on him.
Flaws: Reticent: Aleksey does not enjoy ““sharing”” any of his ““personal details”” with people unless it’s absolutely necessary. When he isn’t working in his professional, boy band capacity, he is more likely to respond to questions about his interests, opinions, and feelings with “What are you, a cop?” than an actual helpful answer. Answers given in a band context have a grain of truth to them, but they’re more about his Smart One persona than Aleksey, the Real Person. He shuts people out, making it difficult to get to know him, even when people genuinely want to.
Meddling: Extremely private about his own business, Aleksey will stick his nose into yours with no concern for the blatant hypocrisy. This especially comes out with his bandmates. Even without their managers present, Aleksey is overbearing about keeping on top of the other guys. Did you do your daily cardio yet? Your vocal workout? Don’t forget, rehearsal starts at one, so get there before noon-thirty if you don’t want to be late. Okay, you can cheat on your diet to eat that, but if you do, you’re coming to the gym with him tomorrow at 5 AM.
Moody: As arguably evidenced by his steady songwriting output, Aleksey has a lot of feelings. He doesn’t always know what to do with those feelings, especially because they are often messy in ways that he finds problematic, but either way, the feelings exist. Emotions that threaten to undermine the image of himself that he wants to project, Aleksey tries his best to smother completely. When that inevitably doesn’t work, he pulls away. Instead of trusting people with his vulnerable moments, he retreats to vent or brood privately, and then after, he expects you to join him in pretending that didn’t happen.
Resigned: In Aleksey’s mind, there are rules governing how the world works and very little to be done about them. He believes he can exercise agency, yes, but only within certain rubrics that other people will allow. Pushing too hard against the grain of people’s preconceived ideas leads to misery. Speaking your mind too freely with people in positions of authority will inevitably hurt you; they don’t care what you think, they only want you to agree with them. When he chafes against these alleged rules, Aleksey blames himself, then doubles down. He isn’t giving up, he’s just accepting material reality.
Aleksey’s family are numerous and Russian. Like, aggressively Russian, even though none of them have lived in The Motherland™ since his great-grandparents (minor Boyar nobility all the way down) abandoned their holdings in order to escape the Bolsheviks and their Revolution.……
His great-grandparents were children when they escaped The Motherland. Aleksey himself has only visited four times and not since he was 13 (Putin’s anti-LGBTQ+ legislation made him—very gay and aware of that—not want to go anymore and made his parents stop visiting as well). Facts like these have not stopped the family from being aggressively Russian at people. Cold War anti-Russian sentiment very seriously exacerbated this behavior, not least because “Excuse you, we’ve been hating Communists since long before any of you did” was a common chip on family members’ shoulders.
The family mostly live in Hamilton Heights, Manhattan. This is also where Aleksey lived most of his life, until moving to Destiny City in early summer 2025.
He and Vasha have been friends since childhood. They started spending time with each other because their mothers’ work often overlapped—while Aglaya is a record executive, Katya works on the recording and production side of the music industry—and Aleksey wouldn’t hesitate to say that Vasha was his first real friend.
If Aleksey ever seems to know more about 90’s boy bands than someone born in the year 2000 should, it is 100% his big sister Ritka’s fault. She was in part of the target demographic for *NSYNC, Backstreet Boys, 98 Degrees, et al. when they were big deals, and she remains a big fan. She never intended to pass on her love for classics like “It’s Gonna Be Me” and “Everybody (Backstreet’s Back),” but she did. Aleksey never expected knowing any of this would be useful either, but here we are.
He regularly makes egg bites as a quick and easy breakfast option. The fridge at Star Eclipse’s townhouse pretty much always has a tray of them with enough for everybody. Sure, you could go get one from Starbucks, but Aleksey’s are available outside of breakfast hours—plus, he makes them so they’re better for you (and he likes to think they taste better, too).
At its core, Aleksey’s biggest struggle with dance comes down to perfectionism. His (relative) lack of experience makes him unfairly hypercritical of his own work. Even when he’s doing well with choreography, he feels like he’s ******** up and desperately grasps at objective, technical perfection to feel like he isn’t completely useless.
Basically, Alyosha needs to breathe, abandon the idea that he even needs to be perfect, and let himself have fun. Performance videos from his time trying to make it as a solo, Hozier-model singer-songwriter show that he’s perfectly capable of being earnest and vulnerable in front of an audience. They show that he can brush off little missteps and trust in the quality of his performance. Letting himself show the same kind of vulnerability with Star Eclipse would help him a lot as a dancer.
Nobody can say Aleksey isn’t working his a** off to catch up as a dancer. Even back in New York, Aleksey was taking dance classes (hip-hop, contemporary, and lyricaljazz) and working individually with different tutors/trainers. He found a DC studio to enroll in before moving, so he could continue with said classes.
One-on-one, Aleksey works with a choreographer named Joey, who puts him through his paces with a mix of classic boy band choreography and routines based on what Aleksey’s been working on in his classes. This also incorporates vocal work, since Aleksey needs to dance and sing for Star Eclipse. Alyosha mostly appreciates the flexibility to shift gendered words around. If the mission is to help him better sell a performance, he needs to make the songs gay. Yes, even “Tearin’ Up My Heart” (Let it go / If you want me, boy, let me know) and “Yeah!” (What I do! know! is the way he dance / makes baby alright with me.… Him and my guy used to be the best of homies).
Andrew Lloyd Webber is an overrated hack……but on the other hand, twelve-year-old Aleksey had an important spiritual experience (read: gay awakening) while sitting third-row center to watch Ricky Martin play Ché Guevara in the 2012 revival of Evita, so, like…… Sometimes, Andrew Lloyd Webber is allowed.
To be clear, he had already felt pretty sure that he completely lacked any interest in girls……but then he was twelve years old, third-row center at the Marquis Theatre, watching Ricky Martin sing “Oh, What A Circus!” and “Waltz for Eva and Ché” in very tight pants, and that very much sealed the deal, as it were. So, as he said, sometimes Andrew Lloyd Webber is allowed, in spite of the man himself being an overrated hack.
While he doesn’t know Vasha’s “Honkai Star Rail” game from a hole in the wall, Aleksey is inordinately fond of the enormous, bespectacled, vaguely blob-shaped bird plushie that Vasha gave him. He may not understand who “Aventurine” is, but the weird bird is cute, the plush is snuggly, and most importantly, it was a gift from Vasha.
The only time he’s ever really grown out his facial hair, it wasn’t entirely on purpose. Different pressures and setbacks wore Aleksey down over time until he slipped into a depressive episode. During the six weeks or so until Katya intervened and twisted her baby boy’s arm about going to therapy, Aleksey neglected a lot of personal self-maintenance things—for example, shaving. Showering and brushing his teeth felt more important but required a lot of energy, so he didn’t shave.
Honestly, Aleksey doesn’t think this is likely to ever happen again. On one, more important hand, Aleksey takes therapy and his mental health very seriously. He keeps up on his coping skills and stays vigilant not to let episodes like that happen again, including being humble enough to ask for help. On the other hand, he’s pretty sure his facial hair looked like some blonde sewer rodent died on his face. Obviously, nobody needs or wants to see that again.
While Aleksey isn’t wrong that his facial hair can look kind of awkward, being so pale, it’s also not as hideous as he thinks. Around the two-week mark, it can bea bit patchy, mostly visible on his chin and jawline. After that, it starts filling out more visibly; he’d only need to take proper care of his hair and skin for his beard to look decent. Somewhere in the six to eight week mark, it will fill out about as much as Aleksey’s willing to let it. He could grow it out more fully, but the idea of looking like Chris Hemsworth as Thor Odinson or something doesn’t appeal to him.
Prior to getting tapped for Star Eclipse, Aleksey’s dance experience began and ended with a community center salsa class that he took during summer break when he was 15 (blame/credit his grandfather, who wanted him to get out of the house). He does still know how to salsa pretty well, considering he hasn’t practiced much since then and doesn’t often get the opportunity.
Much like the performance videos from his time trying to make it as a solo artist, Aleksey’s salsa shows that he’s perfectly capable of letting go and not being such a perfectionist that he actively stands in his own way. The way he feels the music and lets himself have fun while dancing salsa is almost a complete 180 from how uptight and anxious he is about Star Eclipse choreography.
That summer, dedushka Fedya wanted Alyosha out of the house because they got into an extended argument about who was the best of all possible Russian composers. Alyosha said it was Tchaikovsky, but Fedya went for Rachmaninoff instead. Neither of them would agree to disagree, even though both of them found the argument tedious, so Fedya leaned on his son and daughter-in-law until Alyosha enrolled in that salsa class. As of 2025, the argument remains unresolved and periodically flares up again.
When the boys divvy up chores for the week, Aleksey is always quick to claim laundry. Partly, he’s just very good at it and wants his friends/bandmates to have nice, clean clothes. But on the other hand, with how much he sweats in any given day (given his gym schedule + extra dance classes + band rehearsals), he feels like a lot of his clothes are probably pretty nasty (he’s not entirely wrong). He doesn’t like the idea of inflicting them on anyone else.
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