a condemned man

it  was  careless  and  stupid    [...]    and  it  got  a  good  man  killed.    a  good  husband  and  father,    and  a  damned  good  hunter.

[harvhells]

i  was  still  in  pigtails  when  my  dad  died,    but  i  remember  him  coming  home  from  a  hunt.    he'd  burst  through  that  door  like..     like  steve  mcqueen  or  something      [...]      and  he'd  sweep  me  in  his  arms,    and  i'd  breathe  in  that  old  leather  jacket  of  his.      and  my  mom,  who  was  sour  and  pissed  from  the  minute  he  left,  she  started  smiling  again.      and  we  were    …    we  were  a  family.

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#harvhells        [...]        an  independent,  medium  activity  and  mutually  exclusive  writing  blog  for  william  'bill'  harvelle  from  the  cw's  supernatural  universe.  his  character  is  designed  around  canon  and  personal  headcanons    /    part  of  the  hopeverse  collection.  est.  march  2023  &  revamped  june  2025.  please  note  this  blog  will  contain  strong  and  mature  themes  such  as  violence,  blood,  gore,  possession,  etc.

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i.  STATS.    ii.  HEADCANONS.    iii.  MEMES.    iv.  HOPEVERSE.

[harvhells]

he's totally normal since the hellspawn he swears

[acecroft]

THE WALKING DEAD 7.08

[harvhells]

bill  looked  down  from  the  stairs  just  in  time  for  it  to  flow  right  into  him.      he  started  jerking  like  a  condemned  man  in  the  electric  chair,    and  two  voices  were  coming  out  of  his  mouth.      one  was  the  thing,    the  hellspawn.      i  don't  know  what  language  it  was  speaking,  but  it's  voice  was  horrible      [...]      and  bill,      he  kept  saying  over  and  over  again;    "john,  shoot  me..      shoot  me  john."      so  i  did.      it  was  the  worst  mistake  i  ever  made.

[harvhells]

the  john  journal  entry  makes  it  sound  like  he  was  bill    +    ellen's  third.

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM 007 FIRST LIGHT (PART 1) *  assorted dialogue from the first hour of the game, adjust as necessary.

we need visuals and a status.

what sort of retrieval are we talking about?

we are under attack.

i'm looking at the thing now. or what's left of it.

you're still on a need-to-know basis.

i'm afraid that's classified.

what's that noise?

i need you to do exactly as i say.

you need an antidote. you've been exposed to a nerve agent.

what exactly am i looking for?

have a little rest and then get to somewhere safe. you've done great.

you just get out of the camp and sit tight.

i'll follow. see what i can do.

remember who you're up against.

now you start to worry about me.

what's the point, then? they're all going to die anyway.

i think some of the others are still alive.

you need to get out of the blast zone.

stand down. that's an order.

listen carefully. you have a less than one percent chance of success.

no time to hesitate. those people need my help.

that's where i'll find the captives.

hey, listen. we don't have much time, and we need to get you out of here.

what about the others? we can't leave without them.

you'll know when you see it.

i don't know how to drive this thing!

this should keep them busy.

you could have saved them if you had spoken up.

your friends died protecting nothing. what a waste.

listen. i already freed your friends. we don't have much time.

these guys mean business.

all right. time to bring the house down.

that should stir things up a bit.

what are you doing? come on! run!

light the place up! do not let them escape!

follow me this way. there's a way out.

what is this now? you want to blow us up?

i'm not MI6.

do you have an appointment?

you sound familiar.

gotta say you're healing fast.

so... i'm in trouble.

can i grab you for a second?

now let's not get carried away, [name].

you're really enjoying this, aren't you?

everything you need to know will be explained to you shortly.

i must say you're all taking this code of secrecy seriously.

you're very talkative, aren't you?

i do enjoy a quiet office. i'm sure we can limit the small talk.

i was unaware i was under MI6 command and i just chose not to take your advice.

i believe it's more a case of authority having issues with me.

look, i know where this is going.

do you mind telling me why i'm here?

i want to make you a spy.

i want you to join my training program.

it's unlikely you'll pass the test.

when do i start?

you're dismissed.

you have some catching up to do.

better get you up to speed.

judging from your profile i'm sure you'll get along splendidly.

your flight's waiting for you, so you'd better get a move on.

you're not here for sightseeing.

to do this, you need skill, discipline, and above all, dedication.

pure dumb luck will only get you so far.

i like what you've done with the place.

you really have a knack for stating the obvious.

i expect the list of things you don't know is quite extensive.

would you do the honors?

okay, show me what you've got.

i do love a challenge.

i think we'd be wasting our time.

[harvhells]

it's  a  close  call.      —      too  goddamn  close.    hands  claw  across  dirt  for  hatchet  accidentally  discarded  in  their  tumble  downwards  while  the  sharp  teeth  of  the  creature  looming  above  him  snarl  and  gnash,    going  straight  in  for  the  jugular.  bill  momentarily  wonders  if  this  is  it:      his  final  curtain  call    (  for  good  this  time  around  )      …      but  then  determined  fingers  too  stubborn  to  die  curl  around  cool  metal  and  he  swipes  blade  fast.  no  mercy.  beast  suddenly  falls  limp  and  the  hunter  grunts  through  another  wince  as  he  quickly  shoves  at  deadweight  before  it  buries  him  beneath  them.  game  over.  he  can't  tell  if  he's  relieved  or  disappointed.  

heavy  breaths  fill  the  sudden  silence  as  the  elder  regathers  and  he  musters  the  strength  to  pull  himself  back  to  his  feet.  bones  ache,  but  he's  used  to  that.  they  always  ache.      "requiescat  in  pace."      latin  words  are  no  louder  than  a  gruff  murmur:    quiet  moment  of  reflection  spared  for  fallen  creature  because  almost  every  monster  still  used  to  be  a  man  once  and  no  one  understands  that  better  than  a  harvelle.  he  never  likes  taking  a  life  even  when  he  has  to.      "they're  gone."      he  speaks  to  the  person  he  just  saved  this  time,    attention  finally  turning  on  @sftrinside.      "what  are  y'  even  doin'  out  this  far  all  by  y'self?"      question  sounds  more  like  a  rough,  harsh  accusation  and  he  doubts  the  blood  splatter  on  worn  features  offers  much  comfort  either.  bill  still  hasn't  completely  re-adjusted  to  communicating  with  people  again.  years  spent  trapped  inside  his  own  head  by  hellspawn  erased  those  skills.  it  happens.

starter  call.        still  accepting.

[oliviadumhan]

I always thought I would wait to tell you everything when we were finally back together, that it'd just be a story on the porch after the sun went down, when we could barely see each other.... THE WALKING DEAD: THE ONES WHO LIVE | Years

[harvhells]

y'know  in  van  helsing  when  gabriel  uses  the  latin  phrase  "requiescat  in  pace"  whenever  he  kills?  that's  a  bill  vibe.

[ojibwa]

[oliviadumhan]

*insert regular gifset captain here* HIS HAAIRRRRRRRRRR

[harvhells]

dropping  a  starter  call  onto  the  dash    …    y'know  the  drill  by  now!  hit  that  heart  for  something  from  bill.  length  will  vary  depending  on  inspiration.  if  you're  a  multi  and  have  any  muse  and/or  fandom  preferences,  please  specify.  you're  also  welcome  to  request  a  particular  verse.  

[harvhells]

dropping  a  little  meme  call  onto  the  dash    …    y'know  the  drill  by  now!  hit  that  heart  and  william  will  jump  into  your  meme  tag  to  send  some  things.  if  you're  a  multi  and  would  have  any  muse  and/or  fandom  preferences,  please  specify.  

[mcflymemes]

"STOP PUTTING YOURSELF INTO DANGER!" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue for expressing your fear that the person you care about might get themselves hurt if they keep acting like this, adjust as necessary

i thought i told you to stay back.

i love you too much to let you get hurt like this.

this affects me, too, you know.

every time you leave, i sit up all night waiting, praying you'll come back alive.

you keep pulling stunts like this and something bad will happen.

do you have a death wish or something?

this isn't fair to me.

i deserve better than this.

i didn't get any sleep last night because i was so worried about you.

you promised me you'd stop going out at night.

i don't like hearing this.

you've been risking your life, and for what? so you can feel like a goddamn hero?

i said i would handle it.

what the fuck are you doing here?

you told me you'd stay put.

so much for laying low.

you remember how bad it was last time.

seems like you haven't learned anything.

i believe you promised me you'd lay low.

i can't keep doing this.

don't give me that look.

we'll discuss this later.

this stops now.

i'm tired of picking up the pieces once you've left.

you keep throwing yourself into danger.

you don't give a shit about yourself, do you?

i'm sitting here, worried out of my mind, while you're out doing god knows what.

that was really stupid of you, and you know it.

i thought you knew better than this.

what's your excuse this time?

you do realize what this does to me, right? seeing you get hurt like this? you know it hurts me, too?

you really don't give a shit how this affects me, huh.

that was the dumbest possible thing you could have done.

i need you to stop throwing yourself into harm's way.

that was completely unnecessary.

they had it handled.

you didn't need to step in like that.

why do you think you're invincible?

the last time you pulled a stunt like this, it nearly got you killed.

i can't just sit here and watch you get hurt.

what are you trying to prove?

you just like fucking with my heart, don't you.

this shit hurts me, too, you know.

you're not the only one affected by this shit.

you've got a lot of people counting on you to come home every night.

what happens if you don't come back?

you think we can just carry on without you?

you think i can handle things if you end up dead?

i'm not sticking around to watch you get hurt.

you're not even slick.

you think you're invincible, don't you.

quit pretending you've got everything under control.

let someone else do it for a change.

you can't keep putting yourself through shit like this and expect me to just sit back and watch.

i'm done with this.

next time you do this, i'm not coming back.

promise me this is the end.

look me in the eyes and tell me you'll stop doing this.

let the authorities deal with it.

you're making a big mistake.

is it worth dying for?

i've dealt with enough pain over the years.

[acecroft]

Me? Me? You– You mean– you mean me? THE WALKING DEAD, 5.15

[harvhells]

"i came back for you." from william h.

"y'  don't  do  that  for  me!"      the  order  comes  out  harsher  than  he  intends.  strict  almost;  parent  scolding  troublesome  child,  despite  how  grown  his  eldest  has  become  in  father's  absence.  words  are  easy  to  mistake  for  anger,  but  if  anyone  were  to  listen  closer?  they'll  hear  that  edge  of  desperation  seeping  through      /      the  unspoken  plea  of  'your  life  is  more  important  than  mine'.  bill  doesn't  know  how  much  authority  he  realistically  holds  over  the  family.  @rottenache  isn't  a  young  boy  anymore.  he  stands  before  him  as  a  man  with  the  weight  of  the  goddamn  world  on  his  shoulders,  forced  to  relinquish  youth  too  soon  because  daddy  never  made  it  home  from  the  hunt.  he  looks  like  a  harvelle      …      and  it's  that  realisation  alone  that  shakes  bill  to  his  fucking  core.      "do  you  understand?"      head  tilts,  eyes  furrowing  expectantly.  he  isn't  mad,  he  isn't  disappointed.  stern  response  comes  from  an  emotion  far  more  deep-rooted:    fear.      "you  don't  come  back  for  me.      —      if  i  fall  behind,  your  only  move  is  to  keep  goin'.  i'll  catch  up  when  i  can."      it's  an  unfair  instruction.  selfish  even,  asking  a  son  who  mourned  him  once  before  to  be  willing  to  mourn  him  again.  bill  stands  strong  on  his  command  though  because  better  him  than  them.  william  sacrificed  his  soul  for  this  family      /      his  father  refuses  to  let  him  squander  whatever  time  they  have  left  just  to  spare  a  life  already  grieved.      "you  don't  come  back  for  me."

suspicious  circumstances  prompts.      still  accepting.

[harvhells]

bill  looked  down  from  the  stairs  just  in  time  for  it  to  flow  right  into  him.      he  started  jerking  like  a  condemned  man  in  the  electric  chair,    and  two  voices  were  coming  out  of  his  mouth.      one  was  the  thing,    the  hellspawn.      i  don't  know  what  language  it  was  speaking,  but  it's  voice  was  horrible      [...]      and  bill,      he  kept  saying  over  and  over  again;    "john,  shoot  me..      shoot  me  john."      so  i  did.      it  was  the  worst  mistake  i  ever  made.