Alright guys!! So the new blog is all set up @ofsweetsunshines!!!!
Go ahead and give it a follow! I’m gonna answer everything in my askbox on here & then I will be heading over to the new blog & doing replies & stuff! (And also making a proper promo.)
‘Kay so, after doing some thinking, I’ve decided that this blog is gonna get archived and I’m gonna set up a new account and make this a main blog.
I mean, this blog is basically my main blog, if i’m being honest, and it would just make things so much easier on me. Plus, i’ve been wanting to change up my tags anyways.
So right now I’m working on figuring out the new tags and once that’s done I will be going through with the archiving process and all that.
All threads will be continued on the new blog!!! I promise! So i’ll make a post linking the new blog and catch ya guys there!!!
(also i’m gonna answer the rest of the asks i have on this blog.)
I’m not going to be keeping Charlie as muse. I’m sorry to everyone who likes him and interacts with him, but... I’m pretty sure most everyone can see that he hardly ever has threads and is largely overshadowed by Riley (and even Boq). Which is 100% my fault, because I just never paid him the attention he deserved... Which resulted in him being extremely underdeveloped
I love him so much, i really really do, but i don’t have muse for him hardly ever and it’s pointless to keep him. Especially since I can’t even think of any tags for him.
So the new blog will just contain Riley and Boq, though the primary focus of the blog (like the url, theme, etc.) will be Riley. But Boq will be heavily focused on too.
Again I’m sorry to everyone who loves Charlie and who i’ve developed anything with for him, and I’ll miss him dearly. (Also never say never, he might come back)
‘Kay so, after doing some thinking, I’ve decided that this blog is gonna get archived and I’m gonna set up a new account and make this a main blog.
I mean, this blog is basically my main blog, if i’m being honest, and it would just make things so much easier on me. Plus, i’ve been wanting to change up my tags anyways.
So right now I’m working on figuring out the new tags and once that’s done I will be going through with the archiving process and all that.
All threads will be continued on the new blog!!! I promise! So i’ll make a post linking the new blog and catch ya guys there!!!
(also i’m gonna answer the rest of the asks i have on this blog.)
Note: So basically, I am trying, key word trying, to write a whole fanfic about Boq’s kidnapping, but writing a fanfic is well... hard... And all I keep managing to accomplish is little drabbles. So, I wanted to share this one because it’s the infamous stairs incident that keeps getting mentioned. So here ya go!!! (Also Boq is 15 in this, just to remind everyone.)
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Boq laid in the tiny bed he was being made to sleep in, though sleep was completely impossible. He wasn’t sure where they were, some random house his father had brought them to, telling him it’s where they were going to hide for a while.
He was terrified, terrified out of his mind, and he just wanted to go home. But every time he even thought about trying to escape or call for help, he was reminded of the gun constantly kept on his father’s side, and the promise that if he tried ‘anything stupid’, not only would he die, but so would everyone he cared about. He couldn’t risk anything happening to them, he just couldn’t.
He doesn’t know how long it’s been, he hasn’t had any way of keeping track of what day it was, but it felt like it had months, years even. He felt like he was never going to go home. Never see his mother again, or his friends, or the rest of his family. He hoped they were okay, okay without him. Especially his mother.
He doesn’t know how long he’d been laying there, just thinking, not sleeping. But suddenly there’s loud footsteps making their way towards the room he’s staying in, and the door is bursting open. He jumps about a foot in the air.
“Get the hell up, boy. Now! We’re leaving, it’s no good here anymore.” His father commands, his tone cold and unforgiving, and Boq doesn’t have to think twice before he’s springing out of bed and onto his feet. “Hurry the hell up, grab your shit and let’s go!”
“Y-yes sir.” He said softly, grabbing the small bag that only held two changes of clothes, and a toothbrush. The only reason he even had them was because his father didn’t want him ‘smelling like shit’. Though, the toothbrush was pretty pointless considering he’d only eaten a handful of times since he’d been with his father, and it was only small meals.
“Go!” His father pointed to the door, and Boq ran as quickly as he could out of it, his father right on his heels. He walked down the rest of the hallway and to the stairs. “I swear to god, boy, if you don’t walk faster, you’re gonna regret it.”
But for some reason, that he can’t quite explain, instead of walking faster, the words make him walk slower, and when he reaches the stop of the stairs, he comes to a complete stop. Which then resulted in his father nearly running right into him.
“What the fuck, you idiot?! Can’t you listen?!”
And before he even knows what’s happening, he’s falling forward, falling down the hard, stone, staircase, tumbling all the way down.
When he finally lands at the bottom, the only thing he can process is pain, a whole lot of pain, and he wants to scream but instead it comes out in a quiet whimper. His chest feels like it’s on fire and his head feels like it’s been cracked open, and moving sounds like a nightmare.
It isn’t long before his father is joining him at the bottom of the staircase. “Get the fuck up and let’s go!” He yells, but Boq is pretty sure he can’t move, and so he just lays there feeling helpless. “Now!”
He still doesn’t move though and is rewarded with a kick to his back, and that’s when the scream is finally released from his throat and tears instantly begin to well up in his eyes.
“I swear to fucking god.” Then a hand is grabbing him by the back of his shirt and he’s being forced to stand. “Shut up and walk. Now.”
And so, Boq forces himself to begin to walk, which causes pain so bad that he feels like he’s going to throw up, and he realizes that he’s bleeding, mainly from his head, but he can’t do anything about that now. Instead he bites the insides of his cheeks to keep from screaming in pain again and forces himself to walk with his father the rest of the way to the car.
He has no idea how he’s possibly going to get through this, but he has to. He has no choice, and as climbs in the back of the car, he has to sit in the back so he can easily lay down if they pass a cop car, he forces himself to think about good things. About his mom, watching movies curled up on the couch together. His friends, just the four of them, staying over each other’s houses and staying up all night. Even as he’s thinking all these happy thoughts though, he watches as tears, mixed with blood, drip onto his hand. And the mind numbing pain that is making him sick begins to take over, which just results in more tears and finds himself laying down anyways.
Riley gave a forced smile and shrugged. “I’m fine, I promise. Come on, would I lie to you?” She asked, carefully shutting off her phone and slipping it into her pocket, carefully hiding the texts from Bryce. He was waiting for her, she only had so long now. She would just try to hurry this up.
NAME: Buckley James Mills
ALIAS(ES): Boq
GENDER: Male
AGE: 17
DATE OF BIRTH: September 1st
OCCUPATION: Student
██▒ APPEARANCE
EYE COLOR: Brown
HAIR COLOR: Sandy Blonde
HEIGHT: 5′10″
SCARS: One going down the left side of his rib cage from having to get surgery for broken ribs that had begun to heal improperly (from being pushed down the stairs by Bryce during the kidnapping). One on his forehead and the right side of his temple from minor surgery for infected cuts (also from being pushed down the stairs). Minor ones from running into or tripping over random things over the years.
BURNS: N/A
OVERWEIGHT: No
UNDERWEIGHT: No
██▒ FAVORITE
COLOR: Green
HAIR COLOR: Blonde
EYE COLOR: Blue
SONG: Smile by Mikky Ekko
MOVIE: Finding Nemo
SHOW: Criminal Minds
FOOD: Pizza and/or Nacho Cheese Doritos (aka his one true weakness)
DRINK: Mountain Dew
BOOK: The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
██▒ HAVE THEY
PASSED UNIVERSITY: Not yet
HAD SEX: Yes
HAD SEX IN PUBLIC: No
GOTTEN PREGNANT: No
KISSED A BOY: Yes
KISSED A GIRL: Yes
GOTTEN TATTOOS: No
GOTTEN PIERCINGS: No
HAD A BROKEN HEART: Yes
BEEN IN LOVE: Yes
STAYED UP FOR MORE THAN 24 HOURS: Yes
██▒ ARE THEY
A VIRGIN: No
A KISSER: Yes
SCARED EASILY: Yes
JEALOUS EASILY: No
TRUSTWORTHY: Yes
DOMINANT: Depends
SUBMISSIVE: Depends
IN LOVE: No
SINGLE: Yes
██▒ RANDOM QUESTIONS
WANTED TO KILL SOMEONE: No
DROVE A CAR: Yes
HAVE/HAD A JOB: No
HAVE ANY FEARS: Something bad happening to his mother, his friends or Moony. His father.
██▒ FAMILY
SIBLINGS: None
PARENTS: Riley Mills (mother), Bryce Roberts (father; not that he deserves that title)
CHILDREN: None
PETS: Red Golden Retriever named Moony. (plus the pets he shares with his mom.)
TAGGING: @lcvedandlcst @heartofmypeaches @fallcnstcrs @humcne @twelvestep-reginamills @emmanohomoswan @myxownxpath & anyone else who wants to do it!
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