10 Parents and Photos That Truly Inspire.

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10 Parents and Photos That Truly Inspire.
Memories in Motion
Chapter Four :
The smell of coffee fills the boys’ senses as they walk into the cafe, Rhys’s shoulders already relaxing again. Milo takes notice, smiling, feeling proud that he was the reason he could relax.
"Would you like something? I’ll buy." He asks, almost too eager. Neither of them had reached their seat yet, and he’s already asking about buying. Milo has always been like this, and Rhys knows exactly why. Milo isn’t exactly..discreet about it either.
"I can buy, Milo. I’ve told you this." Rhys finally sinks down into the cushion of the chair, grabbing the paper menu and never looking up.
"Well- I know. You just never let me. And I have an employee discount, so I can-"
"Milo." His voice cuts through Milo’s easily, rough and direct. It almost spooks the boy. He shakes his head with a sigh, the energy between the two now uncomfortable and draining. "Listen, I know you’re just trying to be nice. I don’t mean to sound rude, I just don’t want you constantly asking questions you already know the answer to."
Milo freezes, completely still for a brief moment before eventually nodding slowly and shrinking into the seat beside him, in front of Rhys. "Right. You’re right. I,” He pauses, finding the words. "I’m sorry. I shouldn’t keep asking. I’m just..so excited to see you sometimes. I don’t know what to say."
Rhys sits there for a moment, they both do in complete, awkward silence. "I get it." He finally speaks up, looking into Milo’s eyes to make sure his point is getting across. "Really, I do." It’s not working. Not quite.
"I know you do, Rhys.."
"Look, um..here, I’ll- I’ll let you buy me something this one time. Anything you like-"
"Rhys, it..it’s okay, really. You don’t have to-"
"No, no no no, I mean it, seriously."
The space between them feels vast, and a mile wide. This situation isn’t getting any better at all. But Milo nods, still disappointed, and stands up. "Alright." He slowly moves to the counter, ordering a chocolate éclair and coming back. Rhys looks up at him, noticing he bought only one. "..You’re not going to eat?" Milo just shakes his head and sits down again.
Rhys looks up at him, concerned now. He knows he’s hurt him and he doesn’t like it. And for a moment, he just sits there, unsure of what to do. He doesn’t want him to starve for crying out loud! So he grabs a napkin from the dispenser, lays it out in front of Milo, and cuts the éclair in half, putting one on the napkin. "Here. I don’t..want you to feel left out in this, okay? Eat with me."
His smile doesn’t quite reach his eyes, but he smiles nonetheless. "Thank you.." He says, words drawn out and tired, but no less appreciative. The time passes quickly as they begin to feel a little more comfortable again. They both stand to leave, stopping by the door. Rhys speaks up.
"Hey, let me make it up to you. My competition is next week, you should come watch." He watches as Milo’s eyes begin to sparkle, even just the faintest glimmer.
"I..think I'd like that." But the color fades as he realizes. "No..nonono, ughh!!"
"What, what is it?"
"I can't come. I- ..I’m sorry, I have work. I can't call off, my schedules’ already made. I would, god, I really would.."
"Milo, it’s okay." Rhys starts, and it’s almost like he doesn’t even care until he continues. "It’s gonna be recorded. So you can watch it whenever. And it’s live, so you might be able to have it on the tv here?"
Milo smiles at the thought. "Yeah..I just might."
Memories in Motion
Chapter Three :
The cool air whips around Jasper and Rhys as they step outside. Rhys sighs, closing his eyes, but he can feel Jasper's gaze linger on him.
"See something you like, Jas?" He questions, lip quirking up as he waits for his response, eyes still closed.
"How couldn't I?" He turns to face the white haired boy, fingers twitching at his side as he shrugs his coat on. He finally gives in and lets his hand come up to tug a strand of hair behind Rhys’s ear. He opens his eyes, but he doesn't speak. Just silently acknowledges the movement.
"So. Where to, Rhys?"
He looks up, but not at Jasper, seeing the door to the cafe in front of the studio open. His eyes follow the movement, noticing someone familiar leave. Before he can respond, the boy from the cafe quickly crosses the street, calling out to him.
"Hey Rhys!" He smiles, but the way he briefly glances at Jasper with that slight annoyance in his eyes and then back to him speaks volumes. "Jasper.."
"Hello to you too, Milo." Jasper crosses his arms before eyeing Rhys again.
"I'm on break right now. You?" Milo’s voice carries in the wind, soft enough that you can barely hear it.
"Yeah." Rhys responds, but not as eagerly as Milo likes. He doesn't mind it though. They're not exactly..friends. They just know each other well. "We were gonna eat lunch."
"Oh! Would..um.." He looks at Jasper, who just shakes his head, already knowing the question before Milo can say it.
"I'll be on my way then." He looks to Rhys. "Hey, uh, text me when you get back later, okay? I'm just gonna head on home."
"..Right. Okay, yeah, I will."
"So..would you like to grab lunch with me?" Milo starts again, but Rhys is still watching Jasper walk away.
"Sure,” He looks back to Milo with a small smile. He wants to try to look friendly at least. "How's your mom? She doing alright?"
Milo nods, and they begin walking back to the cafe, making small talk. They've known each other their entire childhood, they were just never friends. You see, their mom's knew each other in college, and they were great friends. But when they had Rhys and Milo meet for the first time, it wasn't the same. They were too different. One was shy, and would barely talk. And the other was passionate and outgoing. They could get along if they talked, but they rarely ever did. That was the problem.
Memories in Motion Chapter Two :
Just as the music ends, his knees buckle, but Jasper, his partner, catches him. Doesn’t let him fall too far. It's a practice they've been rehearsing for three weeks now, and will be for another one and a half.
“You alright?” He asks, briefly letting Rhys go but when he nods and still wobbles, he places his hand on his shoulder to keep him steady. “You’re pushing yourself too hard again.”
“I’m alright, Jas. Just been working hard these past few days.”
“Yeah, overworking.”
“Jasper.” Rhys whines, but Jasper doesn’t smile this time. He always smiles.
“Rhys.” He counters, his voice reproachful. “Take a break.” Rhys rolls his eyes but carefully nods in choice of words. Jasper lets his hand slip from his shoulder before stepping back to create space.
“Alright.” He moves to sit down, but before he gets the chance, Jasper speaks up again.
“Help me stretch?”
“Thought you said not to push myself..?”
“Yes, I did. But you'll be pushing me.” He says, matter of factly, like his usual self. Rhys is glad to hear it.
“I see, I see.” He moves back to Jasper, who sits in the floor with his legs drawn out in front of him, his hands below the bend of his knees. As Rhys pushes him further down, Jasper grunts as his hands slide further down his legs and closer to his ankles.
A few minutes later, Jasper shrugs Rhys’s hands off of his back carefully. He quickly drops his hands and switches their positions to rest on his hips. “Giving up so soon?”
Jasper snickers, leaning back on his palms to stare up at Rhys, his green eyes crinkling at the corners as he smirks up at him. “Right.” He mocks, voice drawling as he grabs the bar and pulls himself up. “We're going to lunch.”
“You can eat after that?”
“You couldn't?” He says, quick witted. Rhys just sighs and nudges his shoulder to follow by his side.
“I could eat a horse.
Memories in Motion Chapter One :
Sweat dripped off his chin. Music pounding, echoing through the room. It's stressful, one might say. But to him, this isn't anything at all. The rhythmic tapping of everyone's feet against the cold tile synchronized with his just enlightened him. Made him work harder. Dance freer. Rhys had always been this way. Expressive, dedicated.. he was so many things.
The music was loud in his ears, but it's quiet for everyone else. It always played louder to him. He made it clear to himself and to all of the other dancers that he remained dedicated to his work. And if he fell, he would get back up and continue the dance like nothing ever happened.
He slicked his sweat-soaked hair back, tousling his hair. His black uniform even darker now as it clings a little tighter to his skin. He huffs, out of breath as he tries to catch back up to it. He's always been one to overwork himself, but frankly, he liked to. This wasn't just his dream he was playing out, he did this for others too. His mother, whose always had an interest in dance but never was able. His father who did dance, but now continues in his memory. And the people who would watch him perform. They mattered to him. More than the dance itself. More than what he put himself through to even learn that dance.
Okay. I'm starting something.
I don't know how much interaction this gets, but I just want somewhere to post my story where people are going to see it, and I don't do whatsapp or wattpad.
But let's get started!
Hi! My name is Ellis, I also go by Elias. I go by any pronouns, but typically prefer he/him or they/them. I am 18 and a Hellenic (Greek) Pagan, and a witch. I am also polytheistic, meaning I believe in any and all gods, but I personally only worship the Greek gods. I will not judge you for your beliefs and religions unless they are disrespectful and promote harm upon me or my communities.
And to introduce my story, Memories in Motion, I have been working on it since early 2023 and had the original, ever-changing idea, in early 2021.
I will not disclose the original idea, that's only for me and my friends to know until further notice.
Memories in Motion is a story about a dancer who loses his memory and has help from his ex-lover and one-sided friend to assist him in recovering. It has six characters, but only five are more apparent in the story.
I will be doing regular updates for the first few weeks, but once what I have is completely updated, the updates may be inconsistent to a point because I have underlying health issues that will keep me from working on Memories in Motion. But this story is way too important to me to completely drop.
I do NOT accept criticism unless consented upon asking. But I will always accept questions about my characters or story out of genuine curiosity.
Thank you for reading, and thank you for your interest. The first update will be July 1st.
More info about Rhys later because it's his birthday..!!!
I'm making art of him, Jasper, and Milo <333
Okay
It's late here
But I promised a post.
I'll be doing each character individually and may update them as I work on the story.
List of all current character names:
- Rhys
- Milo
- Jasper
- Vi
- Sid
Let's start with our main character.
Rhys Miller
Pronunciation: Rees, rhymes with 'piece' or 'niece'.
Rhys is 21 years old. His birthday is April 21, 2004 and will be turning 22 this coming Tuesday!
**In the story, he'll be staying as 21 until he has a written birthday.
Sexuality: Gay
Occupation: Swing / Hip Hop Dancer
Rhys has undiagnosed adhd and is more of the "stern" type of character.
In the story, he loses his memory through an accident and has to have the people in his life help him recover it. And with no fault of his own, he's not exactly on great terms with any of them.
I don't have a lot written about his personality, I have more info on my tablet which is..not available right now. But I'll make a sequel to this post.
Following with pictures:
Credits to @mellon-soup for the base (second to last picture)
And @ Biyagi on Picrew
Link: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/458801
All other art is mine, despite the constant changing of the art style
A small, unfinished animation also by me!!
I never finished it because I accidentally deleted a layer which had the primary design on it, so I never went back to fix it.
I may go back to it, but I also may not.
More on Rhys later!