Two Happy Boys

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[distantsongsofjoy]

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rhys || august

[monachopsicalwhimsy]

He hums immediately, head bobbing along with the sound in response to Rhys's answer. "I got it- hang on." His bright hues scan over the crowd and room they're in, seeking the nearest exit or a least a break in the swarm of people they can head for. He's done this many, many times before. Granted, it's typically in emergency, life threatening scenarios, but nonetheless Cal isn't afraid to assert himself when necessary. A brief but genuine smile is sent Rhys's way. "Okay so your best bet is either to lock arms with me or stay very close on my heels. Because this crowd is relentless."

"Ready?" he asks again after giving the other a moment to prepare and then he's quickly raising his voice, carrying a surprising amount of authority despite there not being any sharp tone in his words as he moves through, asking people to part so they can get past everyone. Within a few beats they've made it past the massive swarm of people and are standing near one of the exits to the room. The relief of not being surrounded is instand and Callum's shoulders relax at last. "Normally that goes a lot faster when I'm pushing through with a gurney, but y'know- still worked." The Brit chirps, bobbing his head a couple of times.

[distantsongsofjoy]

Rhys is extremely grateful to have seemingly found someone amongst the crowd who isn't afraid of asserting themselves. It makes him wonder how the other had ended up stuck in the crowd in the first place, but he wouldn't ask or judge. He's just happy to have some help. He curls in on himself slightly, head tilting to keep Callum's face in his view in case he speaks again. He blinks as Cal turns to him again, offering a sheepish smile.

A few nods when asked if they're ready and then they quickly snag the back of the man's shirt, gripping it tightly and staying as close as possible once they get moving. His head ducks when the man starts to take authority over the crowd, shyly pressing his forehead into their back as his cheeks burn red. He's smiling to himself despite the embarrassment. It reminds him of something his brother would do for him.

Once they reach the other end of the crowd, Rhys lets out a gasping breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. A shuddering exhale, then a sharp inhale. He takes a moment to steady himself, leaning back against the wall and closing his eyes. His hands drag down his face and then he chuckles, the relief and adrenaline catching up with him. Beaming at the other, their eyes squint into their cheeks as his words.

"A- a- a what?" He clutches his chest with a nervous laugh. He shakes his head quickly. "Sorry, I just..that- that- that- that was impressive."

[monachopsicalwhimsy]

He hums softly, nods a couple of times in response. Cal offers a smile smile when they do too. Admittedly it is nice to not be alone in the feeling no matter how inconvenient it is. Another bob of his head as he looks up to meet their darker gaze. "Yeah..E-exactly."

His pale hues widen a bit before another, more genuine smile curls at the corners of his lips. It definitely helps him relax a bit knowing the other's name. "I'm Callum. Nice to um- nice to meet you. I like your name- Rhys. That's unique." He nods his head again, runs a hand through his curls. Their brows lift and Cal glances over at Rhys again. "Do you want to move out of the crowd? I can help get us out. I feel like I'm being suffocated." He admits with his own sheepish chuckle, cheeks flushing a bit.

[distantsongsofjoy]

"Callum," he repeats, a warm smile pulling across his features and making his eyes squint against his cheeks. "That's a cool name." He says it almost the same time the other compliments his own. He chuckles, fingertips running over his short tufts of hair.

"Thanks," he hums, a slight blush in his cheeks. Briefly, Rhys rubs at his eyes and drags his hands down his face, shrinking in on himself all over again when his eyes open. When they look up again they find Callum talking and their brows lift a little, eyes wide.

“Oh, um…” He nods in agreement. “That..If you can, um..can get us out, that’d be…” He gives a small, sheepish smile. “I mean, I w- would…Yeah, I- I- I’d appreciate that.”

[distantsongsofjoy]

Continued with @monachopsicalwhimsy from (x)

Rhys squints as he watches the other's lips carefully, nods along to his words. He chews on his lip. "I- I'm sorry," he murmurs when the guy mentions also hating crowds. "Can't say I love that for you, even if, uh...e- even if it's nice to be...y'know, uhh.. in the same boat..?" He shrugs, blushing sheepishly.

"I- I- I'm Rhys." They decide on introducing themselves because that can be a nice way to ease some of their own anxiety. Knowing someone in a crowd is always much better than being alone in one. Maybe they feel the same.

[etxrnaleclipse]

Open: any (m 25+ if potential ship) Connection: parent of one of his students - can be elementary or secondary school Muse: Ollie Carlisle. 26-32. School teacher.

Having stood up to greet the other, Ollie lowered himself back into his chair and offered a small smile. "Thanks for coming in tonight. I understand parent-teacher evenings are quite possibly the last thing you'd like to be doing right now."

[distantsongsofjoy]

Rhys returns the smile easily and slides into the chair opposite the other. “Oh, it— Not a problem. Actually, uh, I- I- I kind of enjoy these things, if you can believe it.” He chuckles sheepishly.

He enjoys getting to hear what his kid has been up to in class and how she’s doing. While she can be a chatterbox at home, it’s also nice to get a more adult view of her behaviour. More than that, he likes to get some feedback to incorporate into his parenting wherever possible. Being a single dad isn’t exactly easy, even with his brother’s help, so he’s always a bit self-conscious over it.

[xnecromantia]

"I most certainly can," the Wytch replied with a beaming smile, Rhys' own eagerness adding to his willingness to carry out such an ability. The last time Mylo shared his sight was in Shademarsh to allow its human residents a temporary moment with their departed loved ones. The little ones adored seeing their pets again, running around as though they were still living. It was once a service of gratitude for their hospitality whilst letting his coven live amongst them, but that was soon stopped after the divide between both sides. He kept any abilities to himself once reaching the safety of Woodbourne, hiding who he truly was under the guise of being human; nobody could take advantage of what he had to offer then. But he trusted Rhys to keep a secret. Seeing their face light up at the idea of seeing a ghostly cat solidified the Wytch's decision to share his spirit sight.

"Lovely! Look at me," he softly instructed, waiting until the other did so before raising a hand towards their face. "Keep your eyes open, okay? All I'm going to do is wave my hand across them, so try not to blink or else nothing will take." Once he was certain Rhys had understood, the Wytch hovered his hand in front of their eyes before sweeping it away. There was a brief moment where Mylo's eyes swirled with gold, dissipating after a couple seconds, before the exact same process happened with Rhys' own. It was as though a transfer had occurred; from one to the other. By the time he moved away, the once invisible tabby was now revealed to be sitting patiently besides her person of interest, tail casually wrapped around his leg in a show of affection.

"Can you see her?" Not only her, but the many animals in the park that had passed over. Old and new. From a group of ducks near the pond, to a few squirrels in the trees overhead, even down to a dog that was trying to play with a solid tennis ball in the human world. With a small laugh, Mylo picked up the tennis ball and duplicated it to create a version in the spirit world, before launching it across the field for the excitable dog to chase. He rapidly took off after it, disappearing somewhere underneath a hedge.

"The sight will last around an hour, so have fun! But that's all I can give you. Any longer and...uh, it would damage your mind too much." It was partly true. Not only would it give Rhys terrible hallucinations, but having spirit sight might start attracting the wrong kind of attention from less innocent spectres. They gravitated towards those with the ability to see into their world, seeking out help but also using it as an opportunity to attack them. Mylo was strong enough to deal with them, but a human would be compromised. It was why he was going to keep track of the time. "She's waiting for you," he added with another laugh, diverting the topic back towards the tabby.

[distantsongsofjoy]

Mylo’s eagerness only serves to fuel Rhys’ excitement over the whole thing. His eyes widen at the instruction given, but he’s quick to follow. He swallows a bit anxiously, pins his gaze to Mylo’s as he’s told. He blinks a few times briefly to make sure that he doesn’t blink when he’s told. Then, he widens his eyes a little to keep them open. It takes everything in him not to flinch when the hand suddenly pulls away, but he manages.

As Mylo steps away, Rhys glances down with a couple of blinks to find the tabby sat at his feet. A soft gasp escapes his throat, brows quirking upwards in surprise. He chuckles softly at the way its tail is wrapped around his leg. “Hello,” he coos, promptly bending down to stroke the creature. He nods briskly when asked if he can see the cat.

“I can,” he replies with a bright grin on his face. “She’s beautiful.” As his gaze casts upwards, he realizes just how many other creatures he couldn’t see before that were now visible. His eyes widen, heart racing.

He can’t help but feel sorry for all of the creatures who had passed, sorry that they still desire love and affection and yet cannot even be seen by most living things. One hour of sight, Mylo says and that's enough for Rhys anyway. He gives a nod of understanding, flashing him a warm smile. It's exciting, but also a bit scary. What is it that causes him to be able to see the dead? How had he transferred that sight to Rhys? A lot of that is thrown to the wayside, though, because they're just happy to be able to give the spirits some love that they clearly desperately desired.

"I...You see them all the time?" They look up at Mylo curiously, their hand still gently grazing the cat's back. He scratches under her chin and behind her ears when she nuzzles her head into him with a bright purr. He laughs softly at that. "Are there, um...I mean, it seems like there's a- a- a lot, is that...? I mean, like..." He swallows, shaking his head with a frown as he tries to rearrange his words. "Are there always so many lingering? Like, uhh...Do they not have anywhere to go?"

[distantsongsofjoy]

“I know we don’t know each other that well, but if you wanna talk about it..” - Levi to August

August quirks a brow at Levi, his thick arms folded over his chest and a faint frown pulling on his lips, the bottom one slightly jutted out in an inadvertent pout. He realizes when he's addressed so gently that he's probably got quite a stone-cold look on his face and he instantly softens his features. A stuttered inhale, his shoulders tensing a little.

"Oh, I-- Sorry," he mutters, chuckling sheepishly and twirling his fingers through his curls. He adjusts his glasses on the bridge of his nose and sucks on his lower lip for a long moment. "I dunno if I have anything to say, really." A beat. He shrugs while he nibbles on the inside of his lower lip. "I guess I just...have- haven't been sleeping that great..."

He scratches the side of his head briefly, gaze dropping to his feet as he shuffles them a bit anxiously. He counts the cracks in the pavement in his head, deep green hues tracing the lines. "Work's been kinda busy, but it..." He wrinkles his nose and shakes his head, easily shrugging it off. "It's really not a big deal."

[distantsongsofjoy]

“You look a little pale, is it the crowd?” - to Rhys from Callum

When the man speaks to him, Rhys sucks in a sharp breath and blinks hard a couple of times. He squints over at him, biting on his lip as his heart pounds in his ears. Frankly, he's not surprised by the comment, his anxiety so high it's only natural he would be a bit pallid. He sniffles, rubs his eyes and shifts in place a bit to face him fully so he can hear him better.

"Oh, um..." His cheeks flush and he flashes an awkward smile, swallowing thickly. "Is- is- is it that- is it thaat obvious..?" A shy chuckle.

[outofthismeme]

In a crowd

Being Uncomfortable

“C-can we get out of here..?”

“There’s a lot of people…”

“It’s really crowded, I-I don’t like it…”

“I think I wanna go home now…”

“People keep bumping into me, I hate it.”

“Can I hold your hand..? I-I don’t wanna get lost…”

“Too many people, w-way too many people…”

“I-it’s too loud…”

Noticing Discomfort

“[Name] are you okay?”

“You look a little pale, is it the crowd..?”

“Do you wanna go somewhere else?”

“Come on, we’ll go somewhere quieter.”

“Hold onto me.”

“You’ll be okay. I’m right here with you.”

“I have headphones if you need them.”

Lost

“I-I’m lost…”

“No no no, I-I thought they were right behind me..!”

“I can’t find them, I-I– I shouldn’t have run off..!”

“Dammit all, they said they’d follow me..!”

“I-I can’t see my [friends/parents/siblings] anymore..!!”

“Wh-where did I end up..?!”

Seeking

“[Name]? [Name]?!”

“We lost [him/her/them] in the crowd!”

“Gah, there’s too many people– I lost track of [Name]!!”

“[Name] doesn’t do well in crowds, we need to find [him/her/them]!!”

“I told them I’d be right behind them, and now..!”

“Dammit, I told [him/her/them] not to run off!!”

Actions

[GRAB] - Sender grabs hold of receiver in a silent plea to leave.

[GRABBED] - Receiver grabs hold of sender in a silent plea to leave.

[DISTRACTED] - Sender get’s distracted and starts wandering away from receiver.

[DISTRACTEE] - Receiver get’s distracted and starts wandering away from sender.

[SILENCE] - Sender has gone suddenly silent after being overwhelmed in the crowd, receiver notices.

[SILENT] -  Receiver has gone suddenly silent after being overwhelmed in the crowd, sender notices.

[LOST] - Sender has been lost for a few hours in the crowd, and receiver finally finds them upset in a quiet alley.

[FOUND] -  Receiver has been lost for a few hours in the crowd, and sender finally finds them upset in a quiet alley.

[distantsongsofjoy]

reverse starter call ! like this and i’ll go thru your starters and reply to some

[grcndel]

practices the rpc needs to Collectively Get Back Into:

commenting on peoples’ posts, threads, art, graphics, etc. just telling them that you see it and that it looks good / is entertaining / etc.  –  because content creators can’t read your mind and  as nice as it’d be for us to always serve ourselves with our work  …  realistically we will lose motivation to continue creating without some kind of support.  if you like something then say so !!

sending each other’s muses messages about muses they’re talking to or characters from their canon and just generally getting actively involved in the narratives other people create  &  encouraging those people to discuss them

asking people random questions about their characters without fear that it’s too outlandish, provided the question isn’t invasive or rude

sending honest, heartfelt notes of positivity and making loveposts about other creators and the work they do.  not chainmail, not lazy generic shit, but real kindness, in our Own Words

drawing people fanart of their characters / ships / OCs !!  please !!  really !!  i don’t know when that  EVER  became something people grew too nervous to do !!  most people  ADORE  it.  even if it’s just fucking stick figures, man, i  PROMISE  you that taking the time and putting in the effort to show someone that the work they do inspired the work you do will make their whole fucking day

telling !!  each other !!  that !!  we’re !!  doing !!  good !!  jobs !!

being  NICE  to each other  OPENLY  and  FOR NO REASON  with  NO PROMPTING

making sure other people feel included in discord servers, roleplay groups, groupchats, multi-way threads, art trades, events, and just.  like.   overall

acknowledging !!  each other’s !!  art !!  metas !!  threads !!  worldbuilding !!  and !!  style !!  PLEASE !!  PEOPLE !!  DONT !!  KNOW !!  YOU !!  LIKE !!  THEM  !!  IF !!  YOU !!  SAY !!  NOTHING !!

and  NOBODY  with  ANY  goddamn sense is  EVER  going to react negatively to you Just Being Fucking Nice so stop worrying about doing that !!   PLEASE !!!!!

[leneemusing]

for muses that are getting to know each other

❝ what's your favorite color and why? ❞

❝ can i come with you? ❞

❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞

❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞

❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞

❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞

❝ actually we've met before. ❞

❝ i've heard a few things about you. ❞

❝ care to join me? ❞

❝ i'm not really sure why i trust you. ❞

❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞

❝ i know we don't know each other that well but if you wanna talk about it... ❞

❝ could you help me with something? ❞

❝ do you like it here? ❞

❝ are you new around here? ❞

❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞

❝ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ❞

❝ you can come with me. i mean if you don't have anyone waiting for you. ❞

❝ we're friends now. you can ask me for help. ❞

❝ do you like this music? i can change it. ❞

❝ what are your favorite snacks? ❞

❝ really? i wouldn't have guessed that about you. ❞

❝ do you mind if i ask about it? ❞

ACTIONS:

VISIT: for sender to go to receiver's home for the first time

VISITED: for receiver to go to sender's home for the first time

CRYING: for sender to see receiver cry for the first time

CRIED: for receiver to see sender cry for the first time

BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together

TRIP: our muses go on a group trip but end up stuck together, away from the rest of their friends.

SITUATION: our muses are acquainted because one of them is their friend's roommate. muse a shows up when their friend isn't there and ends up hanging out with muse b one on one.

GO: our muses go to a zoo or theme park together and get lost.

INVITE: sender cooks for receiver for the first time

INVITED: receiver cooks for sender for the first time

TOGETHER: our muses spend the night for the first time

TRY: our muses hooked up and are hanging out the next day

COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up

COMFORTED: receiver is going through a break up and sender offers to cheer them up

OFFER: sender gives receiver a ride to the airport/picks them up

OFERED: receiver gives sender a ride to the airport/picks them up

AID: sender helps receiver redecorate

AIDING: receiver helps sender redecorate

[tayloredgifsarch]

in the source link you will find #165 gif icons of tyler joseph in an interview (2025). all gifs were made from scratch by me for roleplaying purposes. feel free to edit but please provide credit. do not repost or claim as your own. a like or reblog would be appreciated! will be updated in the future.

[bastardbox]

platonic ships are just as valid as romantic ships.

[i-seeaspaceshipinthe-sky]

Tyler & Ned :)

[distantsongsofjoy]

send memes, start new things with my boys..! or like this and i'll come bother you instead

[distantsongsofjoy]

"Hey… hey! You're dozing off, again." @ august

for muses who don't understand the meaning of the phrase ' take a break ' ... sentence starters

August nearly jumps out of his skin when he feels a hand shaking his shoulder, just violently enough to knock him awake. Eyes snap open, his whole body tensing as he jolts awake.

"--What!? What is it?!"