SOLDIER.

when  i  was  younger,  i  feared  the  monsters  in  the  dark;    the  ones  with  scary  faces    …    but  now?  i  fear  humans  in  the  light.      ―      especially  the  ones  that  smile  at  me.

[antnbvll]

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before  you  embark  on  a  journey  of  revenge    [...]    dig  two  graves.

antnbvll        [...]      introducing  an  independent,  low  activity  and  mutually  exclusive  writing  blog  for  original  character  anton  bartholomew  bevell    (  the  son  of  lady  toni  bevell  and  arthur  ketch  )    from  cw's  supernatural.  designed  around  canon  and  personal  headcanons    /    part  of  the  hopeverse  collection.  est.  march  2022,  revamped  may  2025.  please  note  this  blog  will  contain  strong  and  mature  themes.

i.  CARRD.    ii.  HEADCANONS.    iii.  MEMES.    iv.  BLOGS.

[beaft]

characters who view themselves as tools/weapons first and people second... characters who martyr themselves for a cause because they think that's the only way they can be worth something... characters who push themselves past their breaking point again and again and again... characters for whom devotion and masochism are inseparable... characters whose self-sacrifice becomes self-annihilation...... what was my point again? i had a point. anyway.

[mcflymemes]

"I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP!" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue for both sides of the argument, adjust as necessary.

for the "i don't need your help" one

you can get lost.

i thought i told you i had this under control.

you never listen to me.

i was taking care of it.

leave me alone.

are you happy now?

you just stepped in and ruined it for me.

that was completely unnecessary and you know it.

i had it under control.

you didn't need to show up.

can't you let me handle my own shit?

i would have appreciated it if you asked first.

i had it handled!

you didn't need to do all that!

what part of "i don't need help" do you not understand?

they were about to give it to me before you showed up!

i had something going and you ruined it!

what, you mean you don't trust me to handle it myself?

you trained me better than this.

you can't just show up every time and save me.

what's the point in putting me out here if you're not going to let me do it on my own?

i thought you trusted me to take care of this by myself.

you taught me this.

i'm never going to forgive you for this.

that was uncalled for.

what happens when you're not here one day and i have to take care of things on my own?

how am i ever going to learn if you keep stepping in?

i'm not you.

for the "i'm just trying to help you" one

i heard you struggling.

i was just trying to help you.

and this is the thanks i get for trying to help?

things were getting out of hand. i had to step in.

you never would have done that by yourself.

it's okay to ask for help.

it's not that i don't trust you. i don't trust [them].

a minute longer and you'd be dead in there.

i had to make sure you were okay.

of course i trust you. this was never about trust.

i'm not going to risk your life like that!

i should have been there sooner.

if i'd only reached you faster.

a simple "thank you" would suffice.

you could thank me for saving your ass back there.

sure didn't seem like you had it under control.

things were getting out of hand, and i stepped in.

i'm in charge here, not you.

i'm not going to put your life at risk like that again.

we're done here.

i'm not arguing with you.

i saved your life, and this is how you repay me?

i just wanted to make sure you were okay.

maybe i crossed a line back there, sure, but i did it for you.

it's because i care about you.

of course you're capable. that was never up for debate.

you're not ready.

next time, let me handle it.

clearly you need more time before i let you do that alone.

we'll try again tomorrow.

[anyataylorjoys]

Elle Fanning as Jesse THE NEON DEMON (2016)

[antnbvll]

(    ft.  @lilyspaintedred.    )

[bruliansource]

Go inside. Kiss your wife. Do something I can’t.

ONE TREE HILL 9.06 | “Catastrophe and the Cure” (2012)

[antnbvll]

(    ft.  @lilyspaintedred.    )

[lilyspaintedred]

honestly  it  doesn't  hurt  that  much.

Medical themed prompts

"Shut the fuck up," uttered harshly as trembling fingers finished administering stitches to the wound she herself had given him. Bloodied blade laid abandoned several feet away on the concrete floor, it had been dropped from her hand almost instantly upon piercing his flesh; a wave of regret washing over her dissipating any rage she'd initially held toward him when she first walked in the room. Can't he keep his mouth shut for two fucking seconds? No, she knew the answer without even having to ask. Despite her uncertainty in what was true or false with him, what she knew for certain was his adept ability to talk himself into any situation — case in point, getting himself stabbed — and he'd be damned if didn't at least try to talk himself right out of it.

"I don't think I hit anything vital..." she mutters, mostly to herself as she rounds off the last stitch, "And if I did... guess you'll find out sooner or later," she utters dryly, carefully avoiding eye contact with him as she cleans around the wound. An I'm sorry, stays trapped behind her lips, every bone in her body aching to apologize to the man she loves for ever causing such harm to him, but she wills herself to keep it held within. Stubborn voice in her head tries so very hard to convince her that it was his own actions and betrayal that landed himself here in the first place, that she should have every right to steal the life from his lungs if she so wished, and it is her own mercy that allows him to see another day.

She always wondered if her mercy would be the end of her.

[antnbvll]

he  laughs  against  his  better  judgement.      —      it's  a  hushed,  fond  chuckle  rather  than  anything  loud  or  taunting,  as  if  they're  still  two  lovers  tangled  up  in  each  other  despite  everything  that  brought  them  to  this  bloody  moment.      "i  think  we  both  know  that's  impossible,  love."      his  inability  to  stop  talking,  even  in  times  when  his  very  existence  might  depend  on  it,  could  be  studied  as  a  sport.  head  tilts  back  against  the  cold  ground  of  his  imprisonment  and  teeth  grit  through  that  final  stitch,  swallowing  down  a  noise.  pain  is  easy  enough  for  anton  to  push  aside.  decades  of  intense  training  taught  him  a  good  soldier  never  reveals  weakness.  it  isn't  his  first  scar  and  it  likely  won't  be  his  last.  it  may,  however,  grow  to  become  his  most  cherished,  serving  as  a  silent  reminder  some  part  of  lily  must  still  care  about  him:      only  love  could  evoke  such  anger.

"bleeding  is  controlled,  heart  rate  stablizing.  no  obvious  tells  of  internal  damage."      the  deep  inhale  that  follows  confirms  it'll  hurt  to  breathe  for  a  while,  but  a  bit  of  discomfort  is  the  least  he  is  owed  after  his  deceit.  anton  isn't  concerned.  one,  little  blade  won't  be  the  end  of  him.      —      the  woman  wielding  it  on  the  other  hand?    …    she  just  might  be.  lily  winchester  held  his  life  in  her  hands  in  more  ways  than  he  ever  intended.      "all  signs  point  to  me  surviving."      his  gaze  seeks  her  out,  but  her  own  eyes  seem  to  purposely  avoid  eye  contact.  a  part  of  him  wants  to  plead  with  lily  to  look  at  him.  another  part  fears  what  he'll  see  if  he  does.  the  words  fail  anyway  and  he  once  again  ignores  instincts  to  reach  out  instead,  risking  her  wrath  a  second  time  when  palm  dares  to  cup  the  side  of  lily's  face.  his  touch  is  gentle,  hesitant.  thumb  brushes  over  cheekbone  in  an  attempt  to  stir  her  attention  away  from  the  wound.  a  weapon  isn't  supposed  to  be  this  soft.      "lillian.."      the  strain  in  his  voice  has  nothing  to  do  with  his  injury,  pad  lowering  to  trace  her  lower  lip  next.  it  comes  from  a  remorse  deeper  within,  two  words  he  hasn't  yet  spoken  since  they  first  put  him  in  here  finally  escaping  in  a  murmur.      "i'm  sorry."

[mewnbuns]

men who immediately take your hand and tuck you behind them when something feels off, men who immediately step infront and put themselves between you and danger, men who make your safety their priority

[antnbvll]

antnbvll        [...]      an  independent,  medium  activity  and  mutually  exclusive  writing  blog  for  original  character  anton  bartholomew  bevell    (  the  son  of  lady  toni  bevell  and  arthur  ketch  )    from  cw's  supernatural.  designed  around  canon  and  personal  headcanons    /    part  of  the  hopeverse  collection.  est.  march  2022,  revamped  may  2025. 

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR PRE ESTABLISHED CONNECTIONS AND CREATING HISTORY BETWEEN CHARACTERS *  assorted dialogue for giving your characters a history and giving them past things or events to talk about, adjust as necessary

do you remember what i told you last time?

have you been doing well since i saw you?

that's not what you told me back then.

when was the last time i saw you?

you were shorter then.

i'm picking the restaurant this time.

we've known each other since we were children.

always knew i could count on you.

that time was different. this is worse.

you're not going to let me live that down, are you?

i seem to remember a conversation we had back then.

so you changed your mind about it?

do you remember our encounter in paris?

you should know me by now.

am i the only one that knows the truth?

we had a lot of help back then.

your mom told me to look out for you.

you just love bringing that back up to annoy me.

maybe don't mention my past indescretions?

this was never going to work out between us.

i told you not to get attached.

i know more about you than you think.

i was there, remember?

i'm not about to forget all the shit you put me through.

you told me you were going to try and make this work.

remember what i said to you?

the last time i saw you, things were good between us.

you never mentioned this before.

that was the longest flight of my life, and you made it worse.

can i still trust you after all that?

at least we tried to make something work.

we never discussed what happened between us.

okay, but i'm driving the car this time.

i haven't forgotten what you said last week.

i'm still thinking about your comment.

i didn't realize it was you when i first saw you.

you seem to make a lot of enemies around here.

there's not much for us to talk about.

we worked it out last time.

i know you far better than you know yourself.

we have a long history.

is that the shirt you were wearing last time?

what don't i know about you?

i haven't told them about us.

you were the only person i could go to.

you know me.

this is bigger than both of us.

i can't stand your driving.

are you taking me to the place we had dinner last time?

that's not at all what you said.

didn't we agree on that?

i thought i made it very clear where i stand.

are these the same people that came after you last time?

are you still going on about it?

can we talk about it?

staying silent about it won't help.

you're the only person who knows the real me.

this is a bad time to talk about your problems.

[kieselguhrkid]

1.03 Weird Milk

[responsibilitychan]

btw u dont have anger issues, its everybody around u thats making u angry thats the problem and u should eliminate them

[henrvcavill]

BLACK BIRD 1x01 “Pilot”

[disgustinggf]

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR ANGSTY CONVERSATIONS *  a collection of things you never want to hear

you never told me that. i can't believe you never told me.

what difference does it make?

no, no, no, don't leave me! please!

i failed you. is that what you want me to say?

was it all a lie? all this time?

so... when do you leave? what time? so i can be ready.

why did it take you so long to tell me? how long have you been holding this in?

i was wrong.

is this it? is this all there is?

at least give me one last dance.

all the exits are blocked. we're trapped.

there's too much blood.

you're the worst person i've ever met.

you're just as broken as i am.

i really thought we could work things out.

so stupid of me to think you actually cared.

you're just going to carry on and pretend like everything's fine when it's not fine.

go on without me. i can handle this.

don't tell me i'm too late.

i told you to leave me alone.

there's no use in trying anymore. it's over.

i should have known. i should have known all along.

i need you to be honest with me. tell me the truth. i deserve the truth.

you failed me.

i wish i never met you.

it's over. go home.

i feel something broken inside me. you can't fix it. no one can.

just take some deep breaths. in and out. you're gonna be fine.

you used to be better than this.

there's no way out.

what the hell was that for?

if you stay here, you'll die. do you understand?

how dare you speak to me like that!

am i too late?

you have to believe me. i didn't mean for this to happen.

i used to think you were perfect. i guess i was wrong.

so this is how it ends? just like that?

we're running out of time.

when were you going to tell me the truth?

how long has it been since we spoke? feels like years.

when did this start? how long has this been going on?

you never really loved me. it was all fake.

who was that? why were they here? why did you let them in?

i came as fast as i could.

what the hell did you think would happen?

can i even trust you?

i don't know who i am anymore.

i can't lose you again.

you are my biggest regret.

what good will it do?

just keep pressure on the wound, okay?

how could you do this to me?

i said get out! get out of here!

i'm never speaking to you again.

i tried to stop it!

you're so fucking stupid.

it's never been okay.

good riddance.

get out of here! i'll handle this!

i can't believe you. i can't believe you did this to me.

you were a good person once. i looked up to you.

i never should have listened to you. i'm such a fool.

don't lie to me! i know when you're lying!

why the hell did you do that?

i've never been wanted. not really. not by anyone.

i never loved you.

i've been dealing with this my whole life.

it was all a lie.

you forgot my birthday.

i'm a monster.

you actually believed that shit?

you think i would just stick around and let you treat me like that?

are you actually leaving?

can i kiss you one last time?

i can't believe i gave up my life for you. i gave up everything for you.

i can't lose you, too!

for what it's worth, there's no one i would rather fight alongside.

hang on for me, all right? don't leave me. please don't go.

i deserve better than this. i deserve better than you.

good! get out of here! i didn't want you here anyway!

i made it up as i went along.

things are going to get worse before they get better.

i don't think we're getting out of this alive.

we're not gonna make it.

get the fuck out of my face.

i don't think i'm meant to be loved.

[boykavalier]

Taron Egerton in BLACK BIRD 1.05 “The Place I Lie”

[bamababygirl7-deactivated202603]

[zuhaus]

you need to get out of here! go! i’ll buy you some more time!   —   for zoe.

shining armor, accepting. / @antnbvll !

this was a trap. while the alarm in the building is blaring, there's another one going off inside her head. this wasn't right. they did this before - they tested her just to see what she would do only to knock her on her ass before she even reached the end of the hallway. whether they had considered that a failure or a success didn't matter much, the punishment afterwards was bad enough to have her hesitating now. she doesn't recognize him. she's never seen him before, she's sure. that was new. last time, it had been one of the scientists and he's definitely not a scientiest. the sirens that are causing a ringing in her ears are making it all the more convincing and yet all she does is stand in the middle of her cell. every single muscle in her body is tensed up as she stares him down.

he's not blocking the door. she could easily run past him right now and by god does she want to. so badly does she want to take the chance of freedom. it's all she's wanted for years but her fear has her frozen in place. you need to get out of here! go! i'll buy you some more time! urgency in his voice is allowing both doubts and hope to seep through the cracks. heart is pounding in her chest. bare feet take hesitant steps towards the busted door. she's ready for an attack at any moment though, braces herself for the impact of a punch or a tackle. instead, he's continuously looking left and right, seemingly checking for guards.

first step over the threshold and all of her is screaming for her to run. he's not stopping her, she needs to run now. take her chance while she has it, no matter the consequences should she turn out to be wrong. zoe takes a sharp left, starts a sprint that lasts merely a second. she knows this place like the back of her hand - the parts they allow her to know and the way out wasn't one of them. that wasn't the reason she stopped though. braids swing around as she turns to face him, about to address him with the same urgency. " they're going to kill you. " her warning follows. " come with me. "

[antnbvll]

time  isn't  on  their  side.        —        the  alarms  are  sounding  and  advanced  technology  tucked  neatly  into  one  ear  can  hear  agents  alerting  each  other.  they're  panicking:      they  never  saw  him  coming.  that's  what  happens  when  a  weapon  turns  rogue.  door  to  the  right  swings  open  and  anton  moves  fast,  arrow  aimed,  shot,  fires  in  a  matter  of  swift  seconds.  she  needs  to  go  sooner  rather  than  later,  but  some  patience  has  to  be  granted.  he  knows  how  long  zoe  has  been  contained  inside  this  cell,  as  well  as  what  she  went  through  in  there.  another  door,  another  arrow.  this  one  clicks  mid-air  and  instead  of  hitting  a  person,  it  embeds  in  the  wall,  exploding  enough  to  temporarily  block  the  entrance.    "that'll  buy  us  a  few  extra  minutes."    not  much  more  though.  footsteps  in  the  distance  are  getting  heavier  and  more  frequent.    "but  you  have  to  move."    tone  grows  more  urgent,  even  as  he  tries  to  be  understanding.  if  they  miss  this  chance,  he  doesn't  know  how  easily  a  second  attempt  will  come.  

it  seems  to  work,  however,  and  eagle-eyes  watch  as  zoe  abandons  her  prison.  does  she  know  who  he  is?      …      no,  he  can't  imagine  so.  he'd  already  be  six  feet  under      (  literally  )      if  recognition  was  made.    "run  fast.  don't  look  back."    the  advice  seems  to  go  ignored  because  sure  enough,  she  turns  back  with  an  invitation  that  pauses  him  entirely.  her  freedom  on  a  plate  and  the  escapee  still  hesitates.  it's  a  selfless  act  he  doesn't  completely  know  how  to  grasp.  doesn't  know  how  to  accept  either.  anton  bevell  came  here  with  one  mission:      to  burn  it  all  down,    even  if  it  meant  staying  inside.  it's  the  least  inner  lost  boy  owes  them.  he  hadn't  prepared  himself  for  an  alternative  when  coming  here.  

'they're  surrounded.'    the  low  murmurs  of  approaching  soldiers  are  getting  closer.  anton  twists  a  ring  sitting  around  index  finger  and  blinks  towards  the  wall,  contact  lenses  springing  to  life  to  relay  information  only  he  can  see.        —        seventeen  men,  three  women.  some  things  never  change.  their  measurements  and  proximity  flash  by  for  him  to  process,  along  with  any  other  relevant  information.  it  all  tells  him  one  thing:      neither  she  or  him  are  getting  outta  here  alive  through  the  normal  exits.  teeth  clench  tight  in  momentary  frustration  before  anton  finally  nods.    "alright,  i'll  come."    he  silently  reassures  himself  it  isn't  defeat.  he'll  be  back  to  finish  what  he  started.    "not  that  way.  it's  what  they're  expecting."    mind  starts  to  race,  intelligence  this  very  organisation  drilled  into  him  attempting  to  piece  together  a  new  plan.  that's  when  exploring  gaze  settles  on  a  window.  microelectronics  automatically  weigh  out  the  risk  level  in  front  of  him  with  more  statistics.    "    …    how  do  you  feel  about  heights?"